#she's a dog :] circus puppy moments

[ghost-bxrd]

So with Fae!Dick, we all know that Bruce is just… not gonna say anything bc of his own mental health, but do you think the other batkids notice anything once they come along?

On one hand, I think someone would have to notice. If not Jason, then Tim, Steph, Barbara, or Damian bc, well, they’re BATS. They literally have been trained to notice things.

On the other hand, though, I think it would be HILARIOUS if they just attributed Dick’s Fae nature to him just being weird. Like, completely unaware he isn’t human. Maybe not entirely realistic but I think it leaves for some interesting comedic moments 😅

Honestly at one point I think it all devolves into plausible deniability. 😭😂

Jason is the first to notice something amiss, obviously. But he joins Bruce in pretending it‘s just Dick‘s general weirdness. After all, as long as the dog just howls once in a while it’s not necessarily a wolf, right? And Dick, after the initial hang up and trying to kill him a little, is sweet as a summer‘s day to him and viciously protective to boot. Galas and all the rich people there that used to treat Jason like a circus animal aren’t a problem anymore because Dick always swoops in like a bat out of hell and distracts the creepy old ladies with a charming smile until they walk away with vacant eyes. It‘s all pretty funny. And very weird. But hey, Jason gets a laugh out of it and that secretive little grin from Dick so whatever.

Tim I headcanon has Dick all figured out within a month of officially meeting him (the opposite of this would be Tim never figuring it out which is also kinda funny and just attributing it to his circus past or something) and is veeery cautious about interacting with Dick for a time. It makes Dick kind of sad and Tim can only withstand the puppy eyes so long until he caves.

Steph just kinda shrugs and accepts Dick‘s strangeness at face value. It ain’t hurting her so why should she bother? Dick is cool. She likes Dick. End of story, thank you and good day. And yeah, fine, some of his habits are downright weird and everything but who is she to judge? And he‘s always down to cause mischief with her which is?? Super cool???? Even the more devious pranks she can bribe him into joining by handing him a jar of fresh honey or hand picked fruit!! Anybody trying to say shit about Dick lands them on her hit list, period.

Cass is Cass. Nobody can fool her. She may not know what Dick is, but she‘s painfully aware he‘s other. Most wildlife treats him like bees would their queen, there‘s always the scent of pines and rain following him. Dick‘s body language says ‘playful-content-happy’ but his eyes say ‘dark-dangerous-predator’. It’s all very conflicting; a study of contradictions. Cass learns to go by what his body language says and quickly finds a kindred spirit in Dick, who somehow always seems to know exactly what she tries to express but has trouble translating into words.

I headcanon Damian grew up with folklore so while his first theory may not be “fae” he definitely has Dick down as something other than human. Which means he must be powerful. Which means Damian must keep himself in Dick’s good graces in the hopes of making the creature teach him how to be powerful in turn. And, well, the kid grew up with a grandad that regularly takes dips in a magical swimming pool. I don’t think there’s much that can genuinely shock him lol.

Duke is… well, he’s the sensible one so of course he’s the first one to actually ask questions. And then proceeds to go nearly insane because??? Nobody seems to?? Care???? That Dick just rotated his head a full 360°???? Or that the manor sure af isn’t supposed to??? Randomly add hallways???? Or that there’s a whole ass SWAMP that appeared in the basement overnight???? Or a door that leads straight into the forest?????? Duke very nearly nopes the hell out because that’s too much even for him. But finally, finally someone takes pity on him (I headcanon it’s Cass) and she doesn’t explain anything per se, she just kind of… shows Duke. Shows him around the manor, introduces him to twisting halls and strange rooms, takes him to where Dick is lounging with the rest of the family, purring like a content cat. And Duke still doesn’t understand, not completely, but Dick smiles at him with too many, too sharp teeth and tugs him into the huge cuddle pile and?? Are those feathers on his neck?? No, he must have imagined it. Anyway, Duke thinks he can handle this… strangeness, if it scores him a family like this. It’s Gotham, right? Weirder things happen here on the daily.

Omg this turned into a whole ass essay I’m so sorry 😰😅😭✨

#ghost talks #fae dick grayson #faerie folk #the other things #pagan folklore #the things from the woods #the ones that grin from darkness #the birds with no feathers #the things that call between the trees #jason todd #batfamily #dick grayson #robin #batfam #bruce wayne #tim drake #red hood #duke thomas #stephanie brown #Cassandra Cain #Damian wayne #Damian al ghul

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Hugs for a Vampire (Astarion x GN!Reader) - Chapter 10: After a Love Test

Chapter 10: After a Love Test

Each chapter can be read as a standalone hug.

Pairing: Astarion x GN!Reader (Rogue!Tav)

Genre: Fluffy, Filling in Canon

Rating: Teen

Tags: Gender-Neutral Pronouns, POV Second Person, Act 3, Canon-typical violence, insecurities, jealousy, clowns

WC: 1.8k words, 10/18 chapters

Summary: Set at the start of Act 3, time with a dyrad leads to some jealousy and some fluff.

Ao3 | [Hug9][Hug11] | Hugs for a Vampire Masterlist

Somehow, despite the tumult, despite the horrors of the Shadowlands, your group has stumbled into what can only be described as a fresh, new hell. Or as Karlach eagerly exclaimed, “The Circus!” While your companions are all as Baldurian as you are, only Karlach seemed truly excited to stumble upon the brightly-colored, boisterous affair. 

That being said, you’re a sucker for her big, puppy dog eyes, so the entire group files in past the security. You lie and say something about being a knife thrower– not hard to believe considering how you’re equipped– but the chortle from Astarion almost gives you away. It tells you all you need to know, but he whispers to you anyway, “You? A knife-thrower? You’d sooner throw your boot at an enemy.” He’s not wrong, and you’re annoyed at how well he knows you.

“Oh, hush,” you whisper back. “Or if they put us to work, I’ll throw my knives at you.” It doesn’t wipe the grin from his face, but he does let it go.

After some odd adventures with a Djinni, speaking to a rather funny little kobold, and knicking a few items from every stall and unsuspecting spectator, you are starting to find yourself having actual fun. Perhaps it’s the petty theft– your favorite– or more likely, the company. Every time you have a wicked little thought on what to steal, Astarion is right behind you, ready to act on it. Even Shadowheart, who is usually thoroughly fed up with your antics, cracks a smile when Astarion nabs the cheating Djinni’s ring. 

You begin to see why Karlach was so very excited to find a circus, and you give yourself to the atmosphere of the place. That’s why, when your group stumbles upon a dryad proclaiming to give love readings, you don’t shy away. In fact, when she declares that you’re in love in front of the group, your lover included, you don’t even blush.

Astarion stands proud at your admission, his head tilting up every so slightly. You can tell that he’s feeling quite pleased, so much so that when you ask him if he’d like to do the love test with you, he doesn’t hesitate.

The group, the circus fades away, an idyllic scene taking its place. A series of three questions pass, and with each answer, you take a step closer to your elven lover. Something about the picturesque scene fills you with a deep wish to run away together, find yourselves a secluded moment like this, away from even this dryad’s prying eyes. Astarion closes the gap between you, the test complete and your love thrumming– or whatever Zethino proclaimed. 

“How close you are, two hearts beating a perfect rhythm,” the dryad says, her tone melodic and lulling. “But I know the truth. Only one face holds your dreams each night. Close your eyes, sweetness, and she will come to you.”

What? you think to yourself. You turn toward Astarion who is looking at you, eyes widening ever so slightly in shock. There’s a pain to them that begins to surface, and you shake your head, trying to reassure him.

“Close your eyes,” Zethino repeats. You hesitate, you know you don’t love anyone else, but you were the one who suggested you did this little love test, so it’s up to you to play along. You close your eyes.

There are a few moments of silence, only the sounds of the circus coming through and you begin to wonder if she means to show you anything at all. You open your eyes to ask as much, only to be face-to-face with a grotesque, unnervingly familiar face: the woman from the mindflayer colony.

You recoil at her pale, unnatural visage, and make eye contact with Astarion, who is already reaching for a blade. The woman, Orin, doesn’t seem to be here to fight though. After posturing, not even allowing you to get a single word in, she dissipates into the air. For some reason, your first thought is born of a childish disappointment, was there ever any kind of love test?

The group is phased at this, naturally– she’s confirmed that she’s stalking you all, that she could be watching from any corner, wearing any face. So when you get back to enjoying what’s left of the circus, Astarion’s stormy expression and agitated twitches seem entirely warranted. 

You try not to let it get to you, but after a few minutes of this, you say to Karlach and Shadowheart, “You go on ahead, I want to check out this bard with Astarion. Maybe try pickpocketing some distracted audience members.” 

Karlach is already mostly over the whole shapeshifter thing, back into full on circus mode. “Say no more, soldier. Shadowheart, let’s go look at the animals!”

Once they turn the corner, you face Astarion. “You’re doing it again.”

“Doing what,” he says, looking down at his nails nonchalantly, steadfastly ignoring your searching eyes.

“You’re brooding,” you say, reaching out a hand for his. You wait a moment for him to accept it, and when he neither avoids it, nor accepts it, you gently grab a few of his fingers. “Is it Orin?”

His hand relents easily, and, as if moving on its own, intertwines his fingers with your own. “No,” he starts. “Well, kind of.” You wait patiently for him to sort out his thoughts, rubbing a thumb over one of his knuckles to the jaunty beat of the bard next to you.

After a bit, he says, “We’ve been entirely too open and trusting. Even if she wasn’t Orin, wouldn’t you say we were left too vulnerable there, dear.”

You try your best to keep your expression neutral. His concerns are valid, his fears coming from a very real place. But your stomach drops at the idea that this could shatter whatever safety he’s started to feel. “You’re not wrong, love,” you start, measuring your words carefully. “But we know how to handle ourselves. Even as Orin, I know we could take her.”

“You might be right, but that doesn’t mean we should be putting our lives into anyone’s hands but our own,” he scoffs, fingers clasping tightly over yours, as if these two pairs of hands are the only ones that you can trust. “Baldur’s Gate is more dangerous than anything the Shadowlands could throw at us because the dangers look so… mundane.”

“I know,” you say. “All I can say is that I care for you, Astarion. And no matter what the city throws at us, we’ll be together to face it. Just like the love test today.”

The vampire rolls his eyes at your words, but a smile finally creeps onto his face. “Ugh, you’re so utterly saccharine,” he responds. But, despite his words, his arms pull you into a big hug, enveloping you in a blanket of cool leather and his familiar scent. “That being said, if you ever want to do another love test, I'm going to have to squeeze you to death.”

You laugh into his shoulder and say, “Fine, fine. We’ll have to trust that our bond is unbreakable without a magical Master of Love telling us so.”

“Exactly, I don’t need some stranger to tell me what we already know.” He sounds confident, assured to start. But a moment later, his voice comes out as sulky when he follows up with. “It’s not like you have another, more handsome lover like she suggested, right?”

An odd response from him, especially with the petulant face and tone. And you don’t recall the dryad using the word ‘handsome.’ Is he… “Were you… jealous?” you ask, lifting your head up. You’re not teasing, just genuinely wondering if that small statement from an evil woman could elicit such a reaction from your love.

“I was not jealous,” Astarion responds, aghast. “What is there to be jealous of, that ridiculous shapeshifter? A fictional person laying in wait? A particularly muscular tiefling whose company you enjoy? I think not.”

His body betrays his words, his arms around you squeezing almost painfully tight as he talks. You haven’t seen true jealousy on him before, only the occasional moments of self-deprecation or worry, and something about it makes you want to go right back to teasing. “Oh, I don’t know. A shapeshifter could look like anyone, imagine all of the possibilities of a shapeshifting lover,” you say, an exaggerated tone of wistfulness in your voice.

In a wry tone, he responds, “There are scrolls for that.”

“I’m just kidding!” You nudge him playfully in the side. “I don’t actually want a shapeshifter, alright? You’re perfect the way that you are.” He preens a little at that and loosens his grip on you– You take the opportunity to slip out of his arms and look at him head-on. “Now tell me, did she bother you that much?”

“What do you want me to say?” He raises his arms in exasperation. “That when she said you had another love it felt like a troll had taken a club to my chest?”

“I like the imagery,” you remark, helpfully.

“Thank you,” he says, sighs, and continues, calmer now. “Some– very small– part of me was worried. I meant it when I said you deserve something real. You deserve more than real, and what if… what if that just isn’t something a runaway vampire spawn can offer?”

“My love,” you melt under his words, under his pleading red gaze, begging you to love him for who he is– as if you don’t already feel the weight of that love with every single breath you take. “You are so much more than you know. May I hug you?”

He nods, his expression pulling at each and every one of your heart strings. His eyes stay trained on you as you pull him back towards you. You bury your face in his neck and say, “I promise you have no one to be jealous of, I can confidently say no one compares.”

Astarion gives a shaky sigh. “I know. I am phenomenal.” 

You stifle a chuckle. “That you are.”

As is typical with an adventuring party like yours, these secluded moments are few and far between. A familiar booming voice crashes into your hug. “Look what I found!” Karlach exclaims. “Face paint, just like the clowns! Fangs, please tell me I can put some face paint on you.”

The vampire stiffens in your arms at the sound of that, but the wheels of mischief are already spinning in your head. “Karlach,” you say. “I think that might be the best idea you’ve ever had.”

“Oh, I know,” she responds, a few kits in hand. “But don’t think you’re escaping either soldier.”

You look at Astarion, mirroring the same panic on his face. Releasing him from your arms, you access the situation. “If we split up, she can’t catch us both.”

“After you, my dear,” he responds.

You turn, only to find Shadowheart waiting, a wicked grin on her face. “Oh no, you don’t. You’ve both had your fun today. Time for us to have ours.”

It’s not long before you and your lover match, sporting the garish colors of a painted clown. Normally, you’d hate this and, on the surface, you certainly still do. But deep down, you feel a lighthearted joy– you told Astarion you’d face anything together, you suppose the circus is no different.

#astarion #astarion x tav #fanfic #astarion fic #astarion x reader #rogue + rogue #astarion fanfiction #astarion fanfic #astarion fluff #astarion masterlist #hugs for a vampire #hfav #gn reader #astarion x gn reader #astarion x gn!tav #astarion baldurs gate #bg3 astarion

[jennyboom21]

Before Taylor Swift was sparking headlines about "squad goals" or attracting throngs of Hollywood stars to The Eras Tour, she and Dianna Agron were nearly inseparable.

The "Style" singer and "Glee" star became close in 2012 and were quickly identified in the media as "blonde BFFs." However, the following year, Swift and Agron suddenly seemed to lose touch. They haven't been spotted together since 2014.

Keep scrolling to see everything we know about the once-close pair.

They became friends while Swift was working on 'Red'

It's unclear how and when Swift and Agron met. In 2010 and 2011, Swift became friendly with "Glee" stars like Cory Monteith and Chord Overstreet, so it's possible the women were introduced by Agron's castmates. They both attended the 2011 Vanity Fair Oscar Party, but there's no evidence they interacted.

Swift and Agron were spotted in public for the first time on September 4, 2011 at a flea market in Los Angeles. Swift was between shows on the Speak Now World Tour, while Agron had recently wrapped a series of Glee Live! concerts.

By this time, we know that Swift was in the process of creating her fourth album because she had already written "All Too Well."

According to her diary excerpts (released alongside "Lover" in 2019), the beloved song was conceived in February 2011. She decided to name the album "Red" in September 2011.

Dianna Agron and Taylor Swift in 2012.

January 7, 2012: Agron tweeted that Swift looked 'beautiful' on the cover of Vogue

Swift was photographed by Mario Testino for the February 2012 issue of Vogue, for which she was given retro-style bangs. According to a behind-the-scenes video, the photoshoot took place on the eve of her 22nd birthday.

"Taylor looks all kinds of 70's beautiful....and love a hat! Great job," Agron wrote on Twitter, tagging both Vogue and Swift.

March 25, 2012: Swift and Agron went to see 'The Hunger Games' together

A group of fans snapped a photo with Swift and Agron at the theater during the movie's opening weekend.

April 12, 2012: Agron shut down rumors that she was in a 'love triangle' with Swift and Tim Tebow

For some reason, in early 2012, tabloids ran wild with a theory that Agron was dating NFL quarterback Tim Tebow while Swift was harboring a "puppy dog" crush on him.

During an appearance on "Jimmy Kimmel Live," Agron quashed the rumors. She clarified that she had a "10-minute chat" with Tebow and hadn't seen him since.

Kimmel also asked her to address her relationship with Swift: "Are you dating her? That would be great."

"Wouldn't that be juicy?" Agron replied, blowing a kiss to the camera and adding, "Hi Taylor."

April 24, 2012: They wore vintage gowns and flower crowns to celebrate Shirley MacLaine's birthday

Swift, who costarred with MacLaine in the 2010 film "Valentine's Day," played dress-up with Agron and two more friends in honor of the actor's 78th birthday. The small group shared photos of the occasion on social media, though most have since been deleted.

"We dressed up full-time fancy and went out in celebration of Shirley MacLaine's birthday," Swift wrote on Twitter, per E! News.

"Had a long day & don't know what to celebrate later…? Because you need a moment to be young? Find your moments," Agron added in her own tweet.

April 28, 2012: Swift celebrated Agron's 26th birthday

Swift wore a tiger costume for Agron's circus-themed birthday party, which she called "the most magical night" on Twitter.

"The blonde BFFs have been spending a lot of time together as of late," E! News wrote.

May 15, 2012: They dined together in Los Angeles

Paparazzi caught Swift and Agron leaving Dominick's, an Italian restaurant in West Hollywood, after a Tuesday night dinner.

July 4, 2012: Swift and Agron spent the holiday in Hyannis Port, Massachusetts

Swift was spotted in the famous East Coast town during Fourth of July weekend, mostly hanging out at the Kennedy compound. She was accompanied by Agron and their friend Claire Kislinger (neé Winter), according to the Boston Herald and Us Weekly.

Kerry Townsend, the granddaughter of Ethel Kennedy, tweeted at the time: "Arrived at my Grandma's house to find her chilling with Taylor Swift and Dianna Agron. I hope I'm this cool when I'm 83!"

October 22, 2012: Swift released 'Red,' which includes a dedication to Agron

Swift is known for leaving coded messages for fans in the liner notes of her album. The secret message for "22" was four names: "Ashley Dianna Claire Selena."

In addition to Agron and Kislinger, these most likely refer to stylist Ashley Avignone and Selena Gomez. The song is about spending a carefree night with friends, though hints of ill-advised romance are sprinkled in: "You look like bad news / I gotta have you."

There could be another reference to Agron in the liner notes for "Everything Has Changed." The song's secret message is "Hyannis Port," where Swift spent some time with green-eyed Conor Kennedy that summer. ("All I've seen since 18 hours ago / Is green eyes and freckles and your smile," Swift sings.)

However, many fans have noticed that "Hyannis Port" is actually misspelled in the liner notes as "Hyiannis Port," which mirrors the spelling of Dianna (who also has green eyes).

The day that "Red" was released, Agron congratulated Swift on Twitter with a screenshot of her phone playing "Everything Has Changed."

December 3, 2012: Swift and Agron both attended the Ripple of Hope gala

Swift and Conor Kennedy reportedly split in October 2012 after a few months of dating. However, later that year, Swift was still honored with the Ripple of Hope Award from the Robert F. Kennedy Center for Justice & Human Rights.

The annual gala was held at the Mariott Marquis in New York City. According to E! News, Swift had Agron "by her side" throughout the event. She also performed "Starlight," a song from "Red" that was inspired by Ethel and Bobby Kennedy.

"Was a beautiful night last night. The RFK foundation provides help to so many truly deserving," Agron tweeted. "Plus @taylorswift13 was truly lovely."

April 2013: A fake artice, which claimed Swift and Agron were dating, went semi-viral

Shortly after Swift embarked on the Red Tour, a doctored screenshot from a fake tabloid began circulating on Twitter. The headline from Stars Daily, which does not exist, said "Taylor Swift is in a new relationship...but it's not what you expected."

"Country pop singer Taylor Swift has confirmed being in a relationship with Glee star Dianna Agron," the fake article continued. "Lesbi-honest! Right after the rumors were confirmed, the two were spotted out on a dinner date." (The attached photo was from Swift and Agron's dinner at Dominick's in 2012.)

On April 23, 2013, "Skins" actor Dakota Blue Richards tweeted about the rumor: "So apparently Taylor Swift and Dianna Agron are dating. Sorry Brangelina, you just got taken over as the worlds hottest couple."

Neither Swift nor Agron publicly responded to the rumor. But Richards' reaction seemed to increase its virality, and the following day, Agron deleted her Tumblr.

"Thank you friends for following the journey," she wrote in her final post. "But as an old chapter closes, a new chapter begins."

September 4, 2013: Swift, Agron, and other friends went to a Fun. concert

"Modern Family" star Sarah Hyland shared a video from backstage at the Fun. concert, which took place at the Greek in Los Angeles. Swift is featured in the short clip, while Agron is briefly shown standing off to the side.

"Watching @OurNameIsFun live tonight at the Greek was unforgettable," Swift wrote on Twitter, per Taste of Country. "Such incredible musicians and showmen. It was just SO good."

Two days later, Agron also tweeted an inside joke about the concert, tagging Swift.

This seemed to be the last time they intentionally hung out (at least in public).

October 27, 2014: Swift released the deluxe version of '1989,' which includes a breakup song called 'Wonderland'

The lyrics of "Wonderland" clearly reference "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland," the 1865 novel by Lewis Carroll. When Swift performed the "1989" deluxe track as a surprise song on The Eras Tour, she said it was a "twisted" take on the fairy tale.

In the song, Swift describes her muse as having green eyes and a "Cheshire Cat smile." She says they "fell down the rabbit hole" and got lost in Wonderland, all without considering the consequences.

"Haven't you heard what becomes of curious minds?" she sings in the pre-chorus, a reference to Alice's observation that "curiosity often leads to trouble."

Swift concludes in the bridge: "In the end, in Wonderland / We both went mad."

Some fans have drawn a connection between "Wonderland" and Agron, who has repeatedly tweeted about her love for Alice.

"I love 'Alice in Wonderland' and 'The Hobbit,'" Agron said in a 2011 interview with Elle. "Those books got me into reading and storytelling — I could escape to a different world."

Indeed, Agron reportedly had a Tumblr, deleted in 2013, that was called "felldowntherabbithole."

She also had a reference to "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" tattooed on her ribcage: "We're all mad here," which is a quote from the Cheshire Cat. Fans noticed that Agron was in the process of removing her tattoo in 2017.

November 23, 2014: They had a brief interaction at the 2014 American Music Awards

Although she spent most of the evening with Karlie Kloss, photographers did catch Swift having a moment with Agron at the 2014 AMAs, where she also performed her single "Blank Space."

This was the last time Swift and Agron were seen together in public. Notably, Agron did not appear among Swift's many celebrity friends in the 2015 "Bad Blood" music video, which seemed to confirm they were no longer close.

October 5, 2019: Agron went to 'SNL' when Swift was the musical guest

Agron was photographed leaving 30 Rock after "Saturday Night Live" finished filming. Swift was that night's musical guest — she performed "False God" and the title track from "Lover" — but there's no evidence she interacted with Agron inside.

May 7, 2023: Agron was asked about rumors that she and Swift were 'in a relationship'

During an interview with Rolling Stone, Agron was asked about her influence on Swift's music, specifically "22."

"Me? Oh, if only! That's more because of a friendship than being the inspiration for the song," she replied. "But I would not be the person to ask about that. I cannot claim that!"

The reporter also asked how Agron felt about being "shipped" with Swift, which he explained as, "You two were made out by the media and some fans to be in a relationship."

In response, Agron described the speculation as "so interesting."

"I… I mean, there have been many stories about my dating life that are so wildly untrue. That's funny," she said.

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[askstevella]

Can we keep him? 🐶🐾🥺

“Mom.”

She was cooking.

“Ma.”

She raised an eyebrow.

“Mother of our—”

“Yes, Kendall.” She responded.

“Can I keep Astro? Please.” He asked for the second time that week.

“What did your father say?”

“Uh, he said yes.”

Kendall had a similar look on his face, a puppy dog look that he earned from his father. It was scary how even though Kendall Rogers wasn’t their son biologically (that they know of 👀), he had traits that were similar to his father in more ways than one.

This was one of them.

She and Steve talked the night before about this topic…

….Stella had entered the bedroom after tucking in little Sarah Marianna Rogers in bed and kissing both of their kids goodnight. Steve sat under the covers scrolling through his iPad as he heard Astro in the living room barking softly.

He knew his wife was on the fence about getting—or in this case, keeping a dog but she let him stay for a while now. But she hasn’t said yes to the whole plan.

Their children were thrilled about the possibility, meanwhile she was still very upset with her brother about what happened. He thought he would try to convince her otherwise. She climbed into bed beside him, flipped on her phone as she smiled at him.

“Heyyyy.” He said with a sweet grin.

“Hi?” She replied.

“We’re alone.”

“Yes we are. No one to bother us.”

“You wanna, you know?”

“Who are you and what have you done to my husband?”

Before she can even say anything about his actions, he snaked an entire arm around her and flipped his wife onto her back as he was on top of her. She giggled and yelped at his quick moves.

“Wh-what are you doing?” She asked mid laugh.

“Showing you that I am still Captain America and you’re my best girl.” He said smiling.

“Lady Strange. What are you getting at, mister Rogers?”

“That our family should grow. I always wanted a big family.”

“Honey we have two kids. Isn’t that enough?”

“Of course. But I mean, how about we officially add that little furry guy to our family.”

“Steven Grant.”

“Estella Elizabeth. You let that dog stay here for a little bit, why not make it official? Kendall named him for god’s sakes honey.”

“But..it’s a lot of money for a dog, you have to pay attention to them and—“

“Our son has proven himself worthy of him. I always wanted a dog too.”

“I..Theigo never once thought of telling me first.”

“Stell, you can be mad at your brother all you want but he must’ve done it for him a reason. He loves his nephew.”

“Next thing he knows he buys Mary a bunny…”

“Then we will have our own animal circus. Listen, you may not be on board with this kind of thing but it’s happening sweetheart. Our kids deserve a dog.”

“Damn it.”

….which leads them back to this point. Kendall looked at his mother waiting for an answer in hope it will be a solid yes.

Stella sighed deeply and looked at her son with a smile.

“Okay, fine, you can keep Astronaut Rogers.” She says chuckling.

“You’re serious? I can keep Astro? You’re not joking right?” Kendall asked, wondering if this was a trick.

“No, I’m not. Baby, your father was..right about this. And yes your uncle was an idiot for not telling me first..but I can’t lie, I love how he meets you happy.”

“He does mom. He really does! I promise to take care of him, he can stay in my room during the colder months and—”

“Hold it right there blondie, he will be sleeping in my living room with a bed and blanket. He’s not sleeping outside unless he wants to. And you have to promise me, you won’t get Astro lost in the woods or something.”

“I promise. I totally understand and I would never do that.”

Kendall rushed into his mother’s arm hugging her tightly and repeating soft ‘thank you’ for a moment. She hugged him back and kissed his hair before watching him go off to the front yard to take Astro on a walk.

“He better not pee or shit on my favorite chair, like Rick did!” She yelled from the dishwasher.

“No promises!” He yelled back.

“Take your sister with you!”

“Okay!”

She rolled her eyes smiling to herself.

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#steve rogers x oc #ask the super spouses #the superfamily #new dog??? #kendall rogers #steve rogers #stevella #dad!steve rogers #husband steve rogers

[brain-bumbler]

o/ hello I'm also on the psychonauts braintrain rn - a thought hit me while i was working on something else and that thought was "someone should get Raz (or maybe several of the Aquatos) a service dog." (Let's be real, even if the kid didn't arrive at Whispering Rock with trauma he's surely got it after everything else that's happened to him)

Maybe it's some kind of water dog, like a retriever? So if he accidentally into the water while he's working on something else the dog's there to help him get to shore again.

Or! Or or or it's some kinda big fluffy friend, like a newfoundland or a great pyranese, and either is or will be (imagine he gets it as a puppy) bigger than Raz himself!

imagine he talks to the pupper and talks out everything that happened to him over the course of the games, from his perspective.

I'm still early in my playthrough of Psychonauts 2 (I know what happens, no worries there) but the wiki says Raz himself has Zoolepathy - imagine him talking things through with his service dog and the dog talking back and helping him figure things out.

^^; sorry for kinda dropping all this in your inbox... hope you have a good New Year's!

AAAAAAAAAA I LOVE THIS Please drop everything into my inbox always!!! I will love you forever its like giving a food motivated zoo animal more treats i'm going crazy. throw those fish into my enclosure. This is a great idea! They could have a full service dog or an emotional support companion, both can be taught to perform helpful tasks! Since service dogs need certification and special training the breed can be pretty important to determine what services they can provide.

I adore New Foundlands! They're so, so sweet and are bred water dogs, so they're great for swimming! Bernese Mountain Dogs and Great Danes are other large breeds that also make good service dogs, and mixed breeds are lovely too!

A water dog would be so good for this family, especially if it can rescue drowning people. Imagine tala or queepie holding onto its fur when learning to swim 💞.

They could teach the dog tricks, of course they'd perform at the circus. A herding dog would also be fun. Guiding everyone back to camp, or finding Nona when she wanders off. Larger dogs can perform deep pressure therapy for people with anxiety and PTSD too!

This sweet pet would be so loved. Maybe the family meets them as a puppy at a shelter, and Augustus is remembering the orphanage he was briefly in. Need to stop him from adopting all the dogs there.

Gus needs a quiet moment to sort through his thoughts (have a panic attack) and the dog finds him and lays their head in his lap so he can pet their fur. Tala is scared of a thunderstorm, and the dog ends up curled beside her, soft grumbly snores soothing her to sleep. They fetch psi-cards for Raz, and Frazie and Dion are always competing over their affection with treats.

Amazing idea thank you for sharing with it!!!

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[creoterative]

Uhm... I made another one.

Yeeesss, I know, my finals for this semester are coming up, but leave me some freetime xD

Anyway, my best friend sent me another bunch of funny things kids in kindergarten said and I made another TWDG kids template out of it.

So there.

Enjoy! Xd

PS: I had to rewrite some of them because she gave those to me in german and they wouldn't make sense in english, so... excuse the Florida comment xD

Minnie: "I have a unicorn at home! But I ripped out the horn, so it's a not-so-much-corn now."

Sophie: "I always read books at home, my favorite book is Justin Bieber!"

Louis: "My parents have a swing in their bedroom, it must be so much fun, but I'm never allowed to play with it." (...That was disturbing, send help to the poor boy.)

Duck: *talking about future jobs* "I wanna be a whale!"

Ruby: "Yes, I love Spargel! Oh, what's that?" (It was at this moment, that the little girl learned, Spaghetti and Spargel aren't the same. And for my english friends, Spargel is Asparagus.)

Clementine: "Mommy had a baby yesterday! But it is a little bit ugly."

Marlon: *to the new young woman working there* "My dad said everyone needs a job when they grow up. Why don't you have one?"

Mitch: "Remember when you said that I'm not allowed to play with the water in the sink anymore? *soaked from head to toe* "Because I don't."

Louis: "I don't like cucumbers that grow." ( what .)

Willy: "Did you know, that eggs break apart when you throw them? By the way, where is the cleaning set?"

Brody: "You can't play with us, you don't like coffee!" Violet: "But you never drank coffee either!" Brody: "But I like it, because momma likes it!"

Tenn: "You're my kokong." (He meant Cousin.)

Marlon: "I want my reflection to be alive as well, I want to play with it. That's so unfair!" (He didn't understand the concept of twins yet.)

Violet: "I'd eat that very gladly. I just don't want to."

Willy: *after being asked to help clean up the mess* "No thank you, I like it better this way."

Marlon: "Your pants are ugly." Mitch: "You're wearing the same." (And then Marlon threw a tantrum because he felt insulted.)

Aasim: "I have a bunny at home. But sometimes it changes colour." (Again, Aasim are you okay?)

Louis: "My goldfish went to Atlantis today!" (It died.)

Marlon: "My uncle has no eyes, so he got a dog with eyes. I don't want my eyes either, I want a puppy!"

Clementine: "How long does a strawberry tree grow?"

Mitch: "If bears gotta go for little boys, they pee in their fur."

Louis: "I'm there in a second. Geez, I hate it when people say that, what KIND of second, a long or a short one?!"

Violet: "Tastes ugly."

Ruby: "You need to go home, you have 124 meters fever!"

Sophie: "If you destroy my picture, I'll get world destruction!"

Aasim: "I have to computer now."

Louis: "My tummy feels yucky, can you call my mother in law?"

Marlon: "What do you have there?" Louis: "A cough drop!" Marlon: "Woah, I want a tough drop too!"

Ruby: "I lost my fuck in the sandbox, momma!" (She was talking about her toy truck.)

Minnie: "My mom has circus disturbance." (She meant circular disturbance.)

Omar: "Today I have fish sticks with potato pudding!"

Brody: "Look, I'm a mermaid! Now I only need a fork!"

Marlon: "Why is that man shaving the lawn?"

Louis: "But I already ate all my cousins!" (It's raisins, Louis.)

Ruby: "My grandma is in the animal shelter because she can't walk anymore." (Her grandma went into retirement.)

Willy: "My grandpa is magnetic too!" (His grandpa had a prosthetic leg.)

Duck: "My dad is special too, he's from Florida!"

Mitch: "I want more pregnant stamps." Ms. Martin: "...What?" Mitch: "I'm still hungry." Ms. Martin: "Ah, yes, you can have more ravioli."

Duck: "Can I have more weed?" (He meant arugola.)

Sophie: "I only got one motivation left for cleaning up, so I'll hurry."

Louis: "I got a bikini!" (It's a kiwi, Louis.)

Marlon: "Does the CD player google the songs first or why is it taking so long?"

Clementine: "My baba brought me today." Duck: "Huh? I thought you could only eat them?" (...He thought she meant a banana.)

#twdg marlon #twdg #twdg louis #the walking dead telltale games #twdg incorrect quotes #the walking dead #twdg violet #twdg brody #twdg clementine #twdg duck #twdg willy #twdg mitch #twdg minerva #twdg sophie #twdg omar #twdg aasim #twdg ruby #ericson kids #twdg aj #twdg tenn #twdg kenny

[raggedannau]

The Adventures of Raggedy Wally and Franky

Erm what’s that? Oh my bad! The Adventures of raggedy Wally and Franky is a welcome home au based off of the movie “Raggedy Ann & Andy: A Musical Adventure” here’s the synopsis:

Raggedy Wally and Franky, two lively ragdollys, find out from a very concerned poppy pincushion that captain Clara and her crew of pirates dollnapped the lovely porcelain mailman they know as Eddie dearest for their own shellfish- I mean selfish gain its up to Raggedy Wally and Franky to team up with the friendly neighborhood pirates Captain Howdy Pillar and Sally starboard to help save the precious porcelain doll from Captain Clara and her terrible not so jolly crew.

Phew! Lots of thoughts! Let’s meet the neighbors!

First up Raggedy Wally

Raggedy Wally also known just as Wally is the neighborhoods, most creative neighbor he is often seen with his brother, Raggedy Franky, leading them on adventures to find a solution to whatever their question or problem is. Raggedy Wally often is the most talkative out of the two, although both are very talkative Unlike his brother Franky Raggedy Wally is more open about his feelings and has an easier time, showing it often through actual speaking, or through a drawing made for one of his neighbors.

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Next up! Raggedy Franky!

Raggedy Franky also known just as Frank is Wallys brother. Franky just like regular Frank is semi serious, not as serious as original Frank though, raggedy Franky is more sort of adventurous. He’s curious and careful and is often seen with his brother raggedy Wally walking around their neighborhood asking questions or helping out neighbors raggedy Franky is also seen with the local porcelain mailman. raggedy Franky, although he can’t show it well at times, cares very much and very deeply for each and everyone of his neighbors and cherishes each moment they have together

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Third is Julie Topsful!

Julie Topsful is the “clown of the neighborhood” she’s often playing games around the neighborhood, inviting people to play and making up new ones as well as showing off her acrobatic skills in her home, which was a circus tent, Julie Topsful, unlike regular Julie is not best friends with Frank, but instead best friends with Eddie. She’s often seen joking with him, playing with him and regularly invites him to games even if he’s busy. Julie sometimes accompanies Wally and Frank on their adventures, although very rare, she just gets caught up in her own little games. Julie is sweet, ambitious and all around. Very very silly.

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Fourth is Poppy pincushion

Poppy pincushion, also known as “mama“ is essentially the neighborhood Mother she goes around, making sure everyone is fed and will hydrated as well as making sure none of them have ripped up a seam and if they unfortunately have she always has her lucky basket to help her go around And fix up her lovely neighbors or as she calls them her children. Poppy is soft-spoken, well rounded and very super Duper kind although sometimes she can be just a little bit too worrisome especially over Eddie.

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Fifth is Barnaby B looney

Barnaby B Looney is the neighborhood friendly puppy, although he says, he’s a knight in shining armor waiting to be a knight though that seems to be just a little bit he does to try and get his friends to be at least a little bit impressed that doesn’t stop him from trying to protect them at any costs But when he’s not in guard dog mode, he’s the silliest, funniest little guy there is often seen around howdy pillar, making jokes that makes the captain wail with laughter some say that with how Barnaby makes Howdy laugh Everything on Howdys ship is completely free though. He often denies it.

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Sixth we have Captain Howdy Pillar!

Captain Howdy Pillar is the captain of his very own ship the S.S Pillar! He’s often seen on his ship with tons of supplies behind him or near him at all times most likely from the treasure he collects he only sells things for a gold coin or a pirate joke in the show he’d be the one to give the siblings whatever they needed on their journey no matter what it was you needed Captain Howdy had it. captain Howdy was lovable and silly, often making pirate jokes of his own (much to the dismay of his pirate crew) all around a very caring person but if you think of doing anything to his lovely ship pirates can be just as mean as they are nice.

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Seventh is Sally Starboard!

Sally starboard is Howdys right hand woman always by his side and often helping him figure out what the siblings needed on their trip. sally will be seen always singing she was quite theatrical for being a pirate although the Captain encouraged her to go out and preform sally much preferred performing with Captain howdy better then a Solo act. Sally is a bilingual queen her sassy attitude and love for treasure does overlap sometimes with her caring darling nature, though to some, it may seem very endearing that she can be sassy, but also just as kind.

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Last but certainly not least Eddie dearest!

Eddie Dearest is the local mailman he’s often seen just in the background waving or being patched by poppy he’d sometimes accompany the two siblings on their adventures although that only happening a few times he’d be seen everywhere after all a mail man’s gotta get around! Eddie is soft spoken and kind and somehow still manages to get frank and Wally’s mail delivered just in time! Eddie, although a porcelain doll is very capable of taking care of himself as seen during the storybook Eddie’s big lift, where he proves to his friends and neighbors, that he is perfectly capable of doing things on his own, even if he is fragile.

A map of the neighborhood!

Alright that’s all the info ask away!!!

#WHRaggedyAnnAu #wh eddie #wh poppy #wh wally #wh frank #wh barnaby #wh howdy #wh sally #wh julie #welcome home au #this took longer than i thought it would

[raspberrysmoon]

soooo @rtcshipweeks day 8 kind of got away from me... so have a snippet of my traveling circus au for my favorite constance ship: sugarspace!

also posting this listening to play to win... and sobbing. i have a serious problem i think

"Meeeeet The Dog!!"

ricky had known constance for years. six years, to be exact. they knew her inside and out- maybe better than she knew herself.

but no matter how close they were, ricky always got butterflies watching her perform.

it was like she was the only person alive while she was on that stage. it was incredible. seeing her with the horses, or working with penny or tammy with the birds or other animals was mesmerizing. she always had this soft little smile, and then when she turned to speak to the audience it turned into this huge, ear-to-ear grin with such a fire in her eyes that ricky couldn't bring themself to look anywhere but those eyes.

they might have a bit of a crush- puppy love, noel would call it- but nobody needs to know about that but the two of them. not yet.

even now, watching her riding around on stage with tammy and one of the newer girls' many birds, ricky could feel themself falling head-over-heels in love all over again.

she was.. well she was everything to them. they could almost hear the eye roll from noel at the cheesiness of it.

ricky adored her. the moment she told them she was ready to tell the rest of the circus they were going to make a banner and hang in from the highest roof they could find. they would take their time and force their stupid, dysfunctional jaw to work so they could scream it into the sky.

but she wasn't ready, and ricky could wait. they could spend their time watching her work, or watching her help ocean with some of her acts. they could listen to her singing to herself as she tended to the horses, and listen to her ranting about something she learned that day while she undoes her hair and they both take off their makeup.

ricky could bide their time, sitting quietly on a plane with her on the way to yet another country, and giggling at noel as he shouts about another card game lost to karnak. they could wait years if it meant they could be with her.

and they had told her as much. they held her as she sobbed, signing promises to her with shaky hands, and pressing kisses to her forehead. they kissed the tear tracks from her cheeks, scoffing at the mere idea of ever leaving her because of something so trivial.

constance knew how much ricky loved her. she had seen the numerous drawings of her and diary entries about her, and she could feel how deep their love ran.

and she loved them just as much, if not more.

she watched as they worked with ezra playing practical jokes, or working with ocean to give her an extra boost before a hard act. she watched them play with kids, and move to an emergency so quickly she could barely see it.

she got to watch them learn to bake- she got to teach them to bake. she got to see them working out every morning, laughing with ezra and hank about something she never really understood, and she got to bring them icepacks when they overdid it and caused a flareup.

she got to take them to doctors appointments, flying around to find specialists to make sure they were okay to keep working.

she couldn't understand what they saw in her, but she couldn't quite explain what she saw in them, so she supposed it was fair.

she could barely function without them anymore. seeing hank and astrid so publicly in love felt like a stab to the heart, and she quite valued her heart, thank you. ricky was a very important part of her life, and its not easy to survive without your heart like that.

#ride the cyclone #rtc #rtc ship weeks #sugarspace #ricky potts #ricky rtc #constance blackwood #constance rtc

[the-rockit]

hi

I have another drabble request!

what if Orel brought Joe to the arms length dance instead of Christina? It could be interesting!

AHH SORRY THIS TOOK LIKE A BILLION YEARS but here it is!! I think the ending ship might surprise you, a lil', like the last one haha -Very light religious themes(Mentions God a few times) -Very light swearing(I think like one time. Blame Joe, lol)

Christina had just finished getting ready. She had on her blue dress with white puffy sleeves on her blouse. However, she put on a new headband, she put on her red one that had a large bow on. She was practically bouncing for joy, waiting for her prince charming to come. But she didn't tell her family she was going, so it would be odd to wait near the front door so she went to her room to read a book. She looked at the time she must have taken longer than she thought since it was already 6:45, not that she minded. At the most, she only had to wait 15 more minutes for her beloved Orel to come and pick her up. 

She sat at her desk, continuing to read a romance novel about a boy and a girl. She sighed happily, thinking about her and Orel. She opened the book and started to read to herself silently. Eventually, she got to this part:

“He kissed her cheek and left. She knew then you could feel homesick for a person, too.”

She held the book close to herself, feeling the fluttering feeling in her stomach and her heart skip a few beats as she thought of her and Orel. She simply must share that with him when he comes.

Speaking of, where was he anyways? She looked up at one of those 1950s black cat clocks that moved its eyes from side to side, that had a clock as its tummy. 7:00.

She gulped. It’s fine, he’s probably still getting ready, she thought to herself. Though, she better put up her book, since he could arrive any moment. She put the book on the shelf delicately and waited for him to appear outside of her window. They had never said they would bring each other to the dance, but, who else would they go with? They only really had each other. She stared out the window as the ticking and tocking from the clock on the wall seemingly grew louder…she looked back at the clock once again. 7:02. She shook her head, she should stop worrying so much. He’ll be here…soon. 

She stood up and started pacing around the room, constantly ruffling up and smoothing out the hem of her dress, over and over again, just for something to do. She fidgeted with her dress until she looked at the clock again. 7:10.

If he just got ready, it will take some time, she thought to herself. Though…she couldn’t help the nagging fear in the back of her head...what if something happened? She tried to shake the thoughts away, like a dog with a flea, trying to get it unstuck. Much like a flea, though, it stood its ground in her head. 

She went over to the landline in her room, about to call the Puppington residence. As she picked up the phone, she just as quickly slammed it down. 

“His father would answer first and if he knows we’re going together, we would both be dead.” She thought out loud to herself.

She sat on the edge of her bed, looking up at the ceiling like she was trying to create a hole through it. She sighed, putting her head in her hands. She tried to resist but…she looked at the cursed clock again which always just intensified her worries. 7:20. Ok, that was it. She stomped out of her room, a bit defeated but still having hope in her heart. She might as well go to the dance herself. Maybe he was already there. In fact, this was better, since now her dad could drive her since her dad wouldn’t be aware of who she was going with. She smiled, it really was quite a smart plan on Orel’s part. 

She went over to her dad, who was surprisingly not drinking, and gave the most puppy-dog eyes look she could muster, her eyes twinkling as bright as the lights at a circus tent. She used her softest and sweetest tone of voice for maximum success rate. 

“Hey daddy, can I go to that dance tonight?”

“Why? Got a date?” He asked as he took the pipe out of his mouth. 

She laughed. “Not yet but daddy plllleeeeaaassseee?” 

He looked at her, rolling his eyes. “Get your mother to drive you.” He put the pipe back in his mouth, clearly considering this conversation to be over.

She tried to conceal the amount of excitement in her, but she couldn’t help but give her dad a big hug. “Yay! Thanks, daddy! I love you!”

“Sure do…” He patted her back.

She ran to her mom and before she knew it, they were on the road to the best dance of her life, she was sure of it!

Christina and her mother arrived at the school in around 5 minutes. Sure, she was a little late but she was sure Orel would wait as long as it took. She got out of the car and waved to her mom goodbye. She looked around the building but didn’t see a sight of him. She shrugged. It has been 20 minutes since it started,, he’s probably in there all sad and lonely with nobody to dance with…poor guy, she thought to herself. The thought of Orel all by himself, so lonely, saddened her.

She smoothed out her dress before walking to the school doors. No reverend…odd. She shrugged it off and just looked up at the banner that said the arms-length dance. She took a deep breath and smiled, with her eyebrows pointed downwards slightly. She was determined to have the night of her life. She pushed on the doors of the school, walking in. 

She started scoping out the area. She saw many boys and girls there she recognized since she had seen Orel’s friend group before, though never had she formally met them. She started to make her way through the crowd, and soon, by going around people, she recognized the top of his head from a distance. She walked closer to him talking to somebody. She shrugged though, whatever, he had to keep himself not bored before she came along anyways.

“Orel! Hey, Orel! I’m here!” She said happily. Once she got close enough to see Orel and the mystery person, she saw Joe. She was a small bit concerned considering she had seen them being overly friendly before.

She looked at Joe out of the corner of his eye. “Who’s this?” She asked, with a bit of passive aggressiveness to her voice.

“Oh, hey ‘Tina! You’ve never formally met Joe, huh? He’s pretty nifty.” 

“...you brought him here, yes?”

“Well, yea. Sorry, I meant to pick you up but…”

She felt her chin tremble. She already had an idea in her mind of what exactly was happening. “Yea. I see what’s happening here.”

“‘Tina…” Orel said softly, putting a hand on her shoulder.

Her gaze sharpened, lightly removing his hand from her shoulder. “Don’t. I know you’re a flit…I should have seen the signs…”

“What? No-Christina he’s my-”

“Yea, I know…your boyfriend…” She sniffled. She already had enough insecurities, and it didn’t help that, in her opinion, Joe was better than her anyways. I mean, Orel and Christina liked each other and all but it seemed to her that she had gotten too boring for him, so he had to go to a bad boy. She doesn’t blame him, she would do the same thing. But at least she would have the gull to tell him.

“No…Christina listen to me…I’m sorry for not telling you but I need to be around him because-”

“Yea, I know because you love him. I don’t care that you’re gay and that you don’t like me, Orel. But…I wish you would have told me beforehand.” She just calmly walked out of the door, and back outside. She didn’t want to put herself and Orel through that conversation, especially in front of everybody. She would save him that embarrassment, at least.

Joe looked at Orel, quirking up his eyebrow. “That’s your girlfriend? When the hell did she become so uptight?”

“She’s not uptight she’s just…worried. Plus, she doesn’t know we’re cousins you know.”

“Still…” Joe huffed out.

“Hey, the night is still young, maybe if we’re lucky, then you can have a girlfriend too.”

“Don’t count on anything…”

Christina ran out to hide behind the school, throwing her headband onto the ground. She slumped down along the wall, hugging her knees. Her dam of tears was cracking every second she thought about Orel, their happy times, and now she would never get to experience that again, seeing as though in her mind she thought she found him “cheating” on her. She didn’t notice how much of this was generated by the own anxieties of her own mind at the time being. Her nose started to twitch and her chin trembled once again. C’mon ‘Tina, don’t cry over a guy! she thought to herself. Orel used to call her ‘Tina…her eyes started to involuntarily fill themselves with tears. No c’mon, don’t cry! Oh how she wished there was a pay phone to call her mother at least then, she would be able to cry in the comfort of her own house. 

She looked around quickly, nobody was around, nobody would see her tears fall or hear her woes. Her head filled with more, and more anxiety and regret, like adding too much lemonade powder to a pitcher of water. I’ll never find love again. What if Orel was my special One? What if I completely ruined everything for the trajectory of my life? What if that was a test by God to test our love, and I completely bombed it? That last thought was scarring her the most, and she could not hold back any longer. Her head was soon full of lemonade with no water of positivity to be tasted and her dam of emotional stability exploded. 

Tears fell so hard and fast, you would think they were being pulled by the strongest gravity known to mankind and her tears stung like acid, which is a pretty apt description for how she felt on the inside. This was the worst experience she’s had in a long, long time. She hated feeling this way, it was like a worm was eating up every aspect of herself, including her positivity and hope. 

Just then, she saw a blonde-haired girl run and push through the doors of the school so hard it could almost blow itself off its hinges. Christina jumped, trying to calm herself down, hoping to God this girl would not come over. She held herself tighter, trying to dry her eyes, though the evidence remained she did indeed cry, like her red eyes and her tear-stained cheeks.

The girl in question started to walk over to Christina, and she seemed to be carrying 2 red solo cups. Christina wanted so badly to get up and hide her shame, to run away from it all, however, not only did she recognize the girl from Orel’s friend group as Marionetta, but she was also frozen in place. Perhaps because some part of herself wanted help and comfort, despite her usual independent disposition.

Marionetta slumped down next to her. She smoothed out her skirt and offered a red solo cup to the crying girl. Christina looked in the cup before taking it, since they were never really close, but it was just an ordinary punch, so she took the cup.

She smiled at her kindness. “Thank you. But why are you helping me?”

“Well, y’know…” She took a sip of her drink. “Girls gotta help girls. Especially with…whatever happened back there.” Despite being one of Orel’s friends, she too did not know that Joe and Orel were merely cousins.

“Yea…” She held her red solo cup in her hands, holding it like it would be the one thing to warm her up, despite the drink being ice cold.

“Hey,” Marionetta started, putting her hand on Christina’s shoulder. “You don’t have to but, you can talk about it if you want.”

“Thank you…it’s just,” Christina slowly leaned onto Marionetta’s shoulder, since she really needed some comfort at the moment. “...sad is all, yknow? I mean, why would he like Joe?”

She blushed a little but smiled. “Hey, it doesn’t matter why he likes Joe, it just matters that he showed his true colors. It’s better to be shown this now than later, plus who needs guys anyways, right?”

“Yea, I guess you’re right but…he was different. He was really sweet an’ all, but yea I’m glad…in a way…that I know this now.” Christina looked at her red face as her face started to dawn a similar shade of red. She quickly sat back up. “O-Oh…um…sorry…” She avoided eye contact, looking down at the individual blades of grass to distract herself from the situation she had put herself in.

Marionetta scratched the back of her head. “No…I don’t…entirely mind…”

Christina’s eyes widened a bit at that but she returned to her shoulder, nuzzling against her. Maybe she really needed that affection or maybe she was just feeling like a love bug bit her as she was looking at the grass. Either way, she felt oddly…safe in her arms. They both just sat there for a few moments, as they took oxygen in with each other, it seemed as though nothing else mattered in the world other than them. They both just stared up at the stars as Marionetta put an arm around her once more, Christina smiled, since it was cute. They shared such a comfortable silence. Despite never really meeting each other until now they like…home with each other.

“I feel…safe…” Marionetta spoke up all of a sudden, a bit absentmindedly. She shifted her gaze from the stars to Christina’s eyes, which were shining just as bright as the stars. “With you…is…is that strange?” She asked with a bit of a chuckle. 

Christina looked up at her, shaking her head. “No it’s not weird at all, that’s similar to how I feel as well…”

She smiled down at her, looking at Christina’s headband she threw down earlier. “Hey, do you want to put the headband on?”

Christina looked down at it. “Nah…” Despite this, she still picked it up. She put the headband onto Marionetta’s head. “Here, take this. Think of it of me saying thanks, for being here for me, I won’t get into it but…you provide a lot of comfort I don’t have so,” She giggled. “It might sound silly but, it means a lot that you’re here, listening to me and stuff.”

Marionetta hid her face with her free hand as her face grew warm again at her kindness, but a shy smile peeked between her hand. “...aww that’s too sweet, y’know that? I’m always happy to help.” She said.

Christina just couldn’t help but think how much she felt more at home with her than she ever did at her house. A bit depressing when you think about it, but it was the truth. Scratch that, she didn’t feel at home with Marionetta, she felt…at home, with the universe. She felt like all the planets were aligned in her favor when she was in her arms at least. They let the air blow through their hair with little noise, other than the occasional sounds of them sipping their punch, their shifting to get more comfortable, and the light sound of Marionetta playing with Christina’s hair. It was…nice.

Unfortunately, Christina would be reminded of the real world–specifically, her family–very quickly. They both heard a loud screeching as a car pushed on the brakes a bit too quickly, which made them both jump. They quickly separated from one another, both of their faces still tinted a bit red. Christina, at least, didn’t know why she felt this way, all red-faced with a similar beating of her heart before this whole fiasco started. She released this of her interest at this moment, chalking up to just the sudden adrenaline from the sudden loud noise. 

However, as she looked closer at the car she soon realized it was her father’s. “Oh…” She said. “I guess I gotta go.” She said with a frown, standing up and starting to walk toward the car. She knew her dad was not…the most patient person in the world

“Wait!” Marionetta said.

Christina turned around, with a curious little smile.

It looked like she wanted to say more, but she just picked up the red solo cup and handed it to Christina. “You uh…forgot this.” As she handed it over she held onto it a little longer, and Christina grabbed the cup from her hands slowly.

“Thanks, I had fun,” Christina said as she felt her face get hot again. “Boy, I wonder if I have a fever, she thought to herself.

“Me too. See you around.”

Christina waved as she walked to her dad’s car. She got in the back seat, buckling up. He looked tired and didn’t say much and just drove her home. There must have been some reason her mother didn’t come and pick her up, not that she really knew why, but she didn’t let the thought occupy her mind. The entire car ride home, she filled her mind with Marionetta and what happened, how it made her feel. She felt so at peace and cuddly. They didn’t even speak that much but the way she made her feel was all she could think about, even more than her mess of a situation with Orel, which was in reality one big misunderstanding. 

Maybe…maybe this night was a blessing in disguise, after all.

The end.

#drabble #fanfiction #fanfics #moral orel #christina #marionetta #orel #joe #moral #fandom #lucyfanficz #lucyaskz #lucyreqz

[bbreaddog]

Heya!!! For the Out of Context prompts, 28 for Julie and any of the guys?

28. “I was thinking add-a-lee?” “Who? Wait, Adele?”

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“You wouldn’t happen to have any ideas, would you?”

Of all directions a conversation could take, this is not one Alex had expected when he poofed back into the garage after a chill morning out with Willie in another apparently huge celebrity’s backyard.

Julie has been desperately searching for songs to add to a playlist for what she’s been calling an anniversary party for Flynn, which isn’t for what Alex thought it was going to be.

“C-could you run by me what this is actually for, again?”

“It’s the one year anniversary of Flynn tripping over their own feet and falling into a pond.”

Alex blinks. “Uh huh. And this is significant because…”

“Flynn has an enormous crush on Carrie.”

“That… doesn’t exactly answer my question.”

“Carrie watched the whole thing unfold.”

Ah. “And they’re just letting you celebrate this anniversary? Actually, can we just backtrack for a second to the fact that you made the effort to remember the date in the first place?

“Okay, so what if I did? It was funny,” Julie shrugs. “And, well…” she hesitates. “She’s not not letting me do this…”

Alex heaves a sigh and looks at her. “It’s a surprise party, isn’t it?”

Julie smiles at him sheepishly. Alex pokes his tongue in his cheek, hoping he’s covering his eye roll enough by turning to face the doors. At least Luke and Reggie aren’t here. They’d be eating this up like Hoovers put in front of 50-year-old dust bunnies.

(Quietly he wonders what Willie thinks of surprise parties, and almost immediately answers his own question when he realises Willie would absolutely fuel this chaos without question.)

Alex shoves his hands into his pockets and turns back to Julie, who no longer looks sheepish, but is now giving him puppy dog eyes that say “Please help me in making this the best worst party of Flynn Taylor’s life”. Alex shuts his eyes and takes a breath. He just can’t say no to that face.

“Okay,” he huffs.

“You’ll help?” Julie’s face brightens.

It’s not exactly an anniversary Alex would celebrate (although he and Reggie never fail to remind Luke of the time he copped a huge splash on the side of the road when a car sped through a massive puddle), but who is he to judge? Not my circus, not my monkeys, he thinks.

Except since Julie’s asked, this party playlist is their circus now, and it’s in dire need of monkeys. 

“So?” Julie prompts. “You’re a musician. Can you think of any songs?”

“I mean…” Alex shuffles. “You’re a musician.”

Julie scoffs. “You know what I mean.” She doesn’t hide her smile when Alex chuckles.

“Well,” Alex starts, “are you looking for any genre or era in particular?”

Julie considers. “I think it’ll be really funny if we threw in some, like, sad break-up songs or something.”

Jesus Christ, that’s funny? Is this a generational thing? Willie was right: he does have a lot of catching up to do.

“Okay,” Alex says carefully after a moment, “what about ‘Careless Whisper’ by George Michael?”

Julie cackles. That is not what Alex was expecting to come out of her mouth at all.

“Yes, that is perfect,” she says. 

Well, then. A win is a win.

After a few more suggestions, a couple of yeses, and a slightly hurtful “Are you actually being serious about that one?” to a song that Alex used to love blasting in his room whenever he was home alone, the playlist begins to take shape. Alex is actually feeling pretty good about it, grateful that Julie seems to be liking (most of) his taste in music. That is, until—

“M-modern?”

“Yeah, like something more… contemporary. Pop. Indie. I dunno, just something more from today.”

“Julie, I was crying in a room for twenty-five years—”

“—And Willie hasn’t shown you anything new since then?”

Alex flushes. “Th-that’s- I mean, they have, I just—” he glances at Julie for a second. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” Julie smirks. Alex looks away, cheeks burning.

“You- let’s just- the playlist! We’re- we’re getting off track…”

“Alright,” Julie laughs. “So, know any music from this era? Or are you too old for that?”

“I’m not old.”

“Says Mr. Cried In A Room For Twenty-Five Years—”

“You know what, Julie Molina? I think I’m just gonna go now and not help you—”

“Okay, okay!” Julie pleads, arms flying out to stop him from leaving. “You’re not old,” she says, then flashes him a sweet smile. Alex turns to her and gives her a cutting once-over, pretending to consider. He perks up an eyebrow, prompting a giggle from Julie. 

“Alright, fine,” he sighs dramatically. “I guess I’ll stay and help you.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” Julie proclaims, bowing her head low. “I am so blessed to bask in your glorious presence and receive such generosity from thee.”

“Stop it, making me blush,” he says, pushing a shoulder forward and waving her off with the other hand. He grins when Julie laughs. It’s not easy being the funniest person out of the whole group, but Alex believes in honest work, and he’s willing to take one for the team.

The next few minutes see them listing off celebrity names and seeing what sticks. Alex wracks his brain for anything that Willie might have shown him. He’s already mentioned Justin Bieber and Julie had shaken her head so soberly that Alex was afraid to even think of asking why. 

Where had Willie taken him this morning? He thinks back to the massive multicoloured garden they walked through, garden beds separated by pebble stone paths laid upon lush green grass, translucent petals glowing pink and orange and yellow and red in the sunlight. Never mind that they’re made of air, Alex swears he felt the breeze on his skin, that he could see it brush through Willie’s long brown hair. Willie’s dazzling smile was so charming, their hand in his, the sound of their laughter, the playful glint in their eyes…

“Hello? Anyone there?”

Alex blinks, looking at Julie. “Huh?”

“Ah,” Julie greets him with her best customer-service smile, “welcome back. Where did you go?”

“What?” He breathes out a small laugh. “What do you mean?”

“You just zoned out for a solid minute there,” she explains. Then, her smile pulls up into something more sly and she tilts her head slightly. “Were you thinking about Willie?”

“Wh-what?” Alex splutters. “N-no, no. I was just…” What was that name? Willie did mention it quite a few times while they sauntered through their garden, and it definitely started with A… Maybe it was Abigail? No, Abela? “I was thinking add-a-lee?” he tries.

Julie frowns. “Who? Wait, Adele?”

Yep, Alex can burst into flames right now and his ashes can blow away with the wind.

“No, no, you don’t have to be embarrassed,” Julie reassures him. “It can be a hard name.”

“Okay, well,” he murmurs, face still hot, “is that… something?”

“Yes.” Oh, thank god. “Adele is perfect for this playlist. I can’t believe I didn’t even think of her in the first place.”

Once they select a few of Adele’s most heartbreaking singles to add to the playlist, they continue spending the rest of the afternoon filling it out until Julie deems it officially complete. She thanks him and extends an invitation to the party to him and a plus one.

“Absolutely not.”

“What? C’mon,” Julie whines. “Don’t you want to be there to enjoy the fruits of our labour?”

“I—” Alex sighs exasperatedly. “Okay, I’ll be there. But I am not bringing Willie.”

“Hm,” Julie muses. “That’s funny.”

“What’s funny?”

“I didn’t mention anything about bringing Willie along.”

“Oh my god, you are worse than the other two. I’m getting out of here,” he declares, striding towards the doors. His hand passes through the handle and he pauses. He swivels back on his feet and he hears Julie stifle a laugh. “That’s embarrassing.”

“For you,” she snickers.

“Yeah, I got that.” He grunts. “Don’t know why I put up with you, honestly…”

“Because you love meeeee.”

“Alright, don’t get ahead of yourself,” he mock-scowls. He can’t hold that face for long when he sees Julie’s gap-toothed grin, and breaks into a grin of his own. “Just… don’t mention any of this to Luke or Reggie. They’ll go wild over this.”

“Oh, I know. They gave me the idea in the first place.”

Of course they did. It’s like he’s the only sane person here. “I gotta leave right now,” he mutters.

Julie laughs openly now. “Well, thanks for all your help!”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.”

“I love yoooou.”

“Love you too,” he grumbles, just managing to catch Julie making a heart shape with her hands at him before he poofs out of the garage.

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#ask #jmrothwell #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #alex mercer #flynn taylor #carrie wilson #reggie peters #luke patterson #willie ortega #jatp #jatp fic #mine #i write things #thanks for the ask!! #this took me so long to come up with a premise #but i KNEEEWWWW it had to be Julie and alex #i can see reggie saying that line actually but my sweet boy has learnt nothing since first appearing in the garage except for boys pretty #and luke……..i feel like he’s so stubborn about music he listens to. like it HAS to be rock or nothing #coward….don’t you know how much your songwriting could improve if you just expanded your listening repertoire even by a little…… #the ideas you could take from other genres…….lyric ideas………the creativity you’re stopping yourself from exploring…….. #yeah nah. he won’t. at least not until julie forces him to #willex #flarrie #writing prompts #ask meme #out of context prompts

[noodyl-blasstal]

@blupjeansweek day 2: Clowns

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Barry wasn’t entirely sure why he’d gotten himself into this situation, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to get himself out either. He usually loved problem solving, absolutely loved it, but not today, not when it involved eldritch horror masquerading as children’s entertainment. Why the fuck had he come to the fucking circus?

Okay, so maybe he knew why he’d come to the circus.

Maybe it had something to do with his absolute inability to stop thinking about Lup

Maybe it was because she asked if he was going, and he said yes before he could even process the question

And maybe he didn’t back out because she’d grinned at him with such pure joy, and then suggested they may as well go together then.

There was literally no way he could say no. No jury could possibly convict.

All of that seemed like it might have been slightly daft now, though. He didn’t consider exactly how much clowns creeped him out, and that there’d be so many of them… or the fact they’d be patrolling outside. Who forgets that clowns are linked with the circus? Apparently Barry as soon as the most perfect woman ever to exist his lab partner mentions it.

Barry shuddered as he saw one out of the corner of his eye. It wasn’t logical, it wasn’t evidence based, but the discomfort working through his body was very very real. He briefly debated running, surely Lup wouldn’t actually mind? She invited him out of kindness, nothing more. Lup was unfailingly kind, she would have invited anyone, that was it.

But could he pass up a chance to spend extra time with her? Could he fuck. He’d treasured every lunchtime coffee, the post-work drinks to talk through problems. The times drinks became dinners were his favourite. They started with take away, grabbed over desks; progressed to restaurants, new ones which needed testing and established favourites; and finally to him being invited to the Tacco's cosy flat to watch her do incomprehensible magic in the kitchen while he (after the first disastrous attempt at helping) was relegated to watching from the other side of the kitchen island and definitely not staring adoringly at her. In those moments, he could almost pretend he'd been brave enough to ask her on a date, even though he knew it was just business and felt bloody awful for how much it meant to him. But, he couldn’t avoid thinking back over those meetings fondly. She was just so clever, so witty, confident in her abilities with the skill to back it up. Lup was beautiful too, he’d be hard pushed to miss it, no one should look that good in a lab coat.

He checked his watch and hoped she’d be here soon, it was already 15 minutes after they were supposed to meet, but he knew there was no chance of her being on time when Taako was joining them. He squeezed his eyes shut as another clown passed by his field of vision, there was definitely at least three of them and he wished they’d all just sod off.

“Barry?” Came a familiar voice “I know we’re late, but you didn’t need to nap about it” Lup chuckled “you know ‘Ko can’t go anywhere without looking beautiful, and boy does that take a while” she looks away from Barry to stick her tongue out at her brother, who wrinkles his nose in return.

“Of course, it was all me and definitely didn’t have anything to do with someone hoping to finally get that special someone to notice her outside of wo…” Taako’s sentence was cut off by Lup slamming her hand over his mouth with what looked like a fair bit of force. Taako’s eyes widened innocently and he fluttered his eyelashes at Lup. He must have followed the puppy dog eyes up with a lick as she ripped her hand away in disgust and wiped it on his hair as he attempted to duck out of the way. Barry was absolutely baffled, these two were like a tornado when they were together and he had long ago given up on trying to keep up. He doubted he’d ever be able to figure out what Taako meant, had Lup invited someone else from the department? She hadn't mentioned it...

Finding their seats wasn’t too difficult, although Taako had pretty much immediately vacated his, claiming to have seen ‘the most beautiful man in the world’ and aggressively sashayed towards him yelling “Don’t touch my umbrella, Barold!” over his shoulder, stopping Barry in his tracks mid way through his move to the outer seat to give Lup some space.

Lup cackled, slinging her arm over Barry’s to tug him back down, “Come back, Bear." Then shaking her head she added:

"That poor bloke doesn’t stand a chance. I’m looking forward to getting to know my new brother in law.”

Barry was a big fan of rational thought, and rationally, he thought it was quite likely he was going to drop dead. Between the clowns prowling the audience for victims and Lup mashed into his side he genuinely thought the end could be nigh, his heart shouldn’t be going this fast. She hadn’t moved her arm from his and he could smell her shampoo, it was sweet and slightly spiced and perfectly her. Her arm - pressed against his - was so soft and warm and oh god, was his arm sweating? Can arms sweat? Could she tell that his arm was sweating even though it wasn't supposed to? Okay, so he was panicking slightly, but it wasn't a bad place to be. He wished he could reciprocate her casual touches. Barry wanted to put her hand in his, their fingers were so close to each other on the arm rest. He could just move his pinkie very slightly, press it against hers. Link it to hers, make a promise to love her forever. Okay… maybe not the second one, but the first one? That wasn't weird was it? It was. It was weird. Coworkers didn't touch fingers... did they? Fuck.

Barry forgot that racing thoughts usually translated a wide eyed stare into the ether, remembering only as Lup leaned in to talk over the noise of the crowds around them “penny for ‘em?”

Barry stared back, eyes still not quite focused as he yelled at himself internally to just be normal.

"Bear, what's going on in there?" Lup knocked gently on his head.

Fuck. She could read him like a book and she knew his brain was racing and now she was right there, and looking straight into his eyes. Oh gods, he wanted to kiss her, and he felt awful for it. Why couldn’t he just appreciate that the most wonderful person he knew was part of his life instead of thinking about lunging at her when she was just showing a perfectly friendly level of care? Was he a complete creep? He was a complete creep, oh gods. He was going to have to quit his job and go to some kind of rehabilitation centre and learn how to interact with women properly.

Barry realised two things at once. He was starting to hyperventilate, and Lup was still waiting for an answer. It had definitely been longer than a reasonable amount of time to answer that question, and he absolutely didn’t know what to say. Lup was starting to look far more concerned than she had before.

“Bear, are you okay? You look like you’re going to have a panic attack, what do you need me to do?” Lup was still talking close to his ear, and still being wonderful, and smelling wonderful, and it felt so right and he needed to say something before he accidentally blurted any of this out.

“I’m-scared-of-clowns” he breathed in a rush. Yes, excellent work, it’s the truth, it’s not a lie, it’s not exactly what the problem was, but it’s a real thing that could plausibly cause him to be panicking and it wasn't about her and definitely not being in love with her, it was just a perfectly reasonable… balls. He, a 40 year old man, had just told the woman he was definitely absolutely not in love with that he was scared of clowns, like he was a child. It probably would have been less weird to just tell her he was worried that he liked the smell of her hair too much and run for it. Barry groaned.

Lup didn’t laugh. He appreciated her even more for it, she just looked worried again

“Barry, I have to ask. Why did you come to the circus? Is this like some immersion therapy thing? You really should have let me know, I could have helped, or at least done some research in advance. Are you okay?” Lup grabbed his hand and squeezed because she was wonderful and perfect and supportive and Barry thought this might be how he died. If he simply just expired now he wouldn’t have to deal with any of the consequences of the decisions that brought him here tonight.

He was opening his mouth to reply as Taako’s voice drifted past him “Finally! You two sorted it out! Now you can stop mooning and meet Kravitz. He’s handsome and perfect and chaboy is keeping him”

Lup’s mouth fell open in amazement, eyes fixed on a point behind Barry’s shoulder. He threw up a quick thanks for Taako’s ability to claim the spotlight (not even registering the mention of mooning or sorting), and turned his head to see what had caught Lup's attention. Taako was held in a bridal style carry by a ridiculously handsome black guy who was inexplicably wearing a three piece suit. Taako kicked his heels and giggled, fluttering his eyelashes up at Kravitz, whose cheeks darkened slightly under Lup and Barry’s stares. Kravitz folded himself into the seat next to Barry, Taako rescued his umbrella at the last second, but refused to unwind himself from Kravitz’s neck.

Barry saw his chance, there was never going to be a better way to get out of his head than this. He glanced at Lup, eyes wide in confusion, and then turned to hold his hand out to Kravitz.

“Hi Kravitz, I’m Barry, it’s nice to meet you” he smiled, hopefully it didn’t look as desperate as it felt. If there was ever a distraction, this was it and it was going so so well, until Lup slung herself over Barry's back to get a better line of sight.

“Goofus, what the fuck? No offence Krav, you seem delightful, it’s nice to meet you, but Taako, why on earth is this poor bloke carrying you?”

“He said his feet hurt” said Kravitz fondly to the floor.

“...And that if he picked me up and took me back to you I’d let him carry me to bed too” finished Taako, cackling as Kravitz’s head dropped.

Kravitz groaned.

“Taako! I… your sister and her boyfriend are here! You can’t say things like that! Oh gods, Lup, I’m so sorry, I wanted you to like me… he said you had to like me.” Kravitz looked up, absolute panic in his eyes.

Barry short circuited, he couldn't even feel bad for poor Kravitz in this moment, because he, a random stranger thought Barry and Lup were dating? That’s a thing people could think? He supposed she was currently draped over his back, resting her chin on his shoulder with her other arm slung round him. Gods, she was currently draped over his back resting her chin on his shoulder! She hadn’t corrected Kravitz either… Hadn’t been offended or laughed.

Was this worth the clowns?

This was worth the clowns.

#blupjeans #blupjeans week #barry bluejeans #lup #lup tacco #taako #Kravitz #Barry is me and I am Barry and sometimes you just think a lot of things very quickly and spiral #Taako is absolutely that brazen and Kravitz found it charming and couldn't resist finding out more #Taako absolutely talked to Krav about how much he loves Lup and how she and Barry need to just sort it out already #Noodyl Writes

[aidendh]

BSD! OC! Yozo Tsushima | P3

After their brother's death, Pure State of Mind latched onto them instead, however it has a mind of its own

She allows herself to drink around the anniversary of the war

In place of the Port Mafia of their Palace, there is a mirage of a Grave Yard, however to enter pass the invisible barrier, you need Gen'emon's key words

Both of the Twins' Shadows can pass though it freely

Tarou's Mementos Shadow sometimes replaces his cognition, both Tarou's and Yozo's Shadows seem to have a close link

At some point building up to the war, Yozo's Palace starts to gain strange electronic vines seeping in from Shujin Academy

This gives Selfaware access to information about the Hinatas

However, Yozo's attachment to Atsushi refuses to acknowledge his connection

His Shadow uses this as a chance to learn/decode the Hinata's Shadow languages

Because of Selfaware, Yozo often has existential crisises

Because of their linked Palaces, the Twins have 'Twin telepathy' moments

His Shadow's Talisman symbolizes the subconscious restraint he puts on his Ability

If it was removed, all the information would continuously flood his mind, this renders his Shadow immobile and makes it hard for Yozo to focus

Post-War, Yozo ends up stealing her brother's old glasses as her eyesight grows worse

...they have the same prescription

In the Mafia they would sometimes communicate using an MP3 Player or a Voice Recorder, they loved using clips from songs

One day Fuku finds an old burnt coat around the house, when shown to Yozo, he claimed it to be his old Mafia coat he thought he burned away years ago

After giving Yozo puppy dog eyes, he allow her to keep it, on the condition that she mends it herself

Fuku works as a waitress at Café Uzumaki

During the Tower Arc, Seki had only recently started working as a Clerk/Secretary at the Agency

Much to Kyoushi's annoyance, they gave him the nickname Shishi

A while after Kyoushi's break up, Yozo and Kyoushi talk through their feelings, however Kyoushi decides he needs more time and they both agree to wait until after the war

Kyoushi goes missing before they get the chance

Despite the similarities, Yozo is an incarnate of my RAU! Dazai who was a part of the Survivor Protection Squad

His PL death day is Chuuya's/Kyoushi's birthday

Unfortunately, during the war, Yozo got their butterfly hair-clip broken by Fyodor

She now uses it as a broken keychain on her phone

They have a stash of different instruments which they use for memes, their favorite is the Saxophone

They are terrible at most of them

Their friend group back in the Port Mafia was them, Mizuki Oda and Sojiro Sakura

She likes going to Le Blanc just to bother him

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Near the end of the war, when he finally reunites with Atsushi

Yozo tries to get through to him about how much they went through together and that he doesn't need to listen to Fyodor anymore

Atsushi caves as hugs Yozo in tears as they both share heartfelt words

Then Yozo says;

"You're going to kill me now aren't you?" -YT

*AH snuggles in more*

"Mmhm..." -AH

Then Atsushi slices Yozo's stomach with his claws and leaves them to bleed out after finding no pulse

Yozo's body is later found by Akira who calls them out on pretending

They are then carried away for medical attention as they still had a grievous injury

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(Casual/Rank10)

Fei Amamiya (43/Cannon)

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A Pessimistic Grandparent hated by the Universe

Ability: Selfaware / Pure State of Mind

Confidant: Death

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Kuragorou Tanizaki (38/Cannon)

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An Earnest Father who is devoted to his family

He will protect his Children at any cost

Confidant: Magician

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Shadow! Fei (43/Cannon)

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A Walking Corpse and Prisoner of a fallen Circus

E: Wind, Support / Null: Phys

Resist: Psy / W: Fire

Treasure: Herself

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#aiden's aus #rau #oc #bungou stray dogs: lost souls #yozo tsushima #fuku akutagawa #kuragorou tanizaki #seki tanizaki #persona 5 #ml #miraculous ladybug #fox miraculous #inafuku #mizuki oda #survivor! akira

[britesparc]

Weekend Top Ten #571

Top Ten Things by Daughter #2

So every year I hand over my glorious, shining blog to my progeny to allow them to mucky it all up for their birthdays. And that time has come round again as we celebrate the anniversary of Daughter #2 gracing us with her presence. It was the same day the Mercedes garage near our house installed a giant rotating logo, funnily enough. Put it in your diary.

Anyway, I asked her a while ago what she wanted to write and she just decided to list “everything”. So that’s what this is: a list of everything. It’s basically her top ten everything of all time ever. She wrote it out for me in her little diary, which has a lock on it, and I couldn’t open it, so I’ve had to wait until she allowed me to see the list.

And that’s really that for this week! She obviously hasn’t written great screeds on the subject because, well, she can’t be arsed doing my work for me. I’ve tried to elucidate slightly on the items in her list, because I think with the best will in the world they might need a tiny bit of explaining in some cases. But as is the case with all these lists that I get my brood to contribute too – and also some of the early Top Tens I wrote, flush with the joys of new parenthood – they serve as a nice snapshot of where we all are at this moment. These are the things she likes right now, as she turn eight. Future generations will look back and wonder whether it’s entirely appropriate to show too much Tim Burton to a primary schooler. Or ask just what the hell is up with “lilac”.

Anyway, here you go. Have at it, and happy birthday.

Baby Betsy: so, this is her little dog, Betsy; I’m not allowed to say plush dog or toy dog, she’s just a dog, okay? It’s “Baby” Betsy because it’s the small, baby form of her Nanna’s dog, “Big” Betsy (who is, herself, pretty small). Does that make sense? So Betsy at number one totally tracks, because this is her “Woody” (god I wish that character had a different name), her little friend who she takes everywhere.

Mummy: yeah, okay, this makes sense too. Who doesn’t love their mum? And Daughter #2 has such a sense of feminine style that she requires a role model to, well, do her hair. Coz I can’t do plaits. Sorry.

Daddy: honestly surprised I’m this high. I’ll take it.

Puppies: like, in general; all puppies. She’s dog-mad. All she wants in life is a ton of puppies. Everything is canine-related. Might buy her Cujo for her birthday.

Dumbo (2019): yes, I double-checked, and this isn’t the character, she really does mean the 2019 live-action film by Tim Burton. It’s better than the other one, she says. I’m not sure I agree, although it is less racist. Also, it’s worth highlighting that Dumbo is (low bar here) one of the best live-action Disney “reimaginings”, succeeding by focusing on Dumbo (the character) as being an adjunct to the human family drama that’s unfolding. It also does well by continuing for a good 45 minutes after the point where the initial film ended, having Michael Keaton play – well – a villainous, fictionalised version of Walt Disney but with better hair. It manages to be a sweet, Paddington-esque drama but also lean into some Burton wackiness, and completes his trilogy of Films With Danny DeVito That Have A Circus In Them. Also: two Penguins.

Art: like, art. I think she means, y’know, drawing and painting. Not specifically the concept of art – including everything from song to prose to Candy Crush Saga – and nor does she refer to the 1994 play by Yasmina Reza. Just, like, painting and whatnot.

Lasagne: like her father and his messiah (Garfield), she loves lasagne. Nothing more to say here. It’s delicious. I want some now.

Books: yeah, she’s being a bit all-encompassing with some of these isn’t she? “All books”. Books are great and all, but despite being a very advanced reader for her age, I guess she’s not really that well-read in the grand scheme of things. Maybe she’ll think less of books by the time she gets round to Digital Fortress by Dan Brown.

Lilac (the colour): your guess is as good as mine.

Wednesday (2022): no, not the day, nor even the character; she means the show. She might be putting the cart before the horse a little bit coz we’ve only watched two or three episodes so far; maybe it falls off a cliff. Maybe it becomes less like the good Barry Sonnenfeld movies, and more like the ropey, middle-of-the-road animated movies. Anyway, I’m pleased that she likes Wednesday, for three reasons: (1) I wanted to watch it anyway; (2) it’s a proper TV programme that we can all enjoy, unlike some of the other stuff she makes us watch; and (3) maybe this and Dumbo will be a gateway drug to more Tim Burton and we can watch Batman and Batman Returns this year. Remember: a kiss can be even deadlier if you mean it!

#top ten #daughter #birthday #kids #wednesday #dumbo #tim burton

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Designing the main villain

This is some of my work on older projects - I still want to incorporate elements of these designs and references + accompanied moodboard I used for this design project

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After a series of initial sketches and visual ideas, I combined some of the elements from my favorites and polished - ready to start on some iterations. In this method it allows to refine and adjust certain key elements to see what works and doesn't and look from a bigger picture without relying too heavily on the silhouette. This method is less reliant on shape design, which for trying to create an ‘uncanny but cute’ goal specification, is necessary as it relies on minor adjustment of position and sizing - almost like a ‘create a character’ mode in video games. 

From the sketches - I really liked the idea of an almost primate or ‘savage’ style, and tried pushing more monkey-ish features, I feel an element of the character being gross and unable to grasp human social etiquettes and mannerisms allows for her to still retain an element of endearment. I also liked the eyes larger and angled, almost giving ‘puppy-dog’ eyes, appearing cutesier and more sympathetic. Because this character is pretending to be human - I didn’t want to mess with the eyes too much, it felt too obvious and on the nose with my design intentions. 

From the hairstyles - adding a larger forehead makes the character feel more exposed - and creating an element I think in female characters is not conventionally attractive - but also accentuates the facial features further. It makes the overall face shape more rounded as there isn’t much of a fringe. I liked this interestingly enough from Elton John’s characterisation in his movie rocket man - I think because he was younger in face, it made the character ‘uglier’ but also drew attraction to his facial features further. 

Final face design (for the moment)

In this design approach, starting with the face gets an easier way of matching a body to. I knew going in what i wanted and could visualise my references and ideas - it isnt the most experimental, but I didnt feel was neccesary and overall am happy with the end result for the most part. Will need tweaking, but she certainly hits all key points while retaining an interesting personality.

Rough initial costume ideas + silhouette/ body type

I like the style of No.5, but on association - the actual design I'm not overly fond of, however I tried to use more ‘circus’ and freak show style design and connotation, and I feel this compliments the style and purpose of the character. Circus shows, particularly traditional older ones - commonly have negative association, and the idea of the host to a concert/festival event appearing like this - ties the ideas of manipulation and exploitation quite well - contrasting the overall character and face design quite well.

The reason i did it like this, was to get out all the ideas I really wanted to try, play with my main thoughts - so that when I design with a lot of iterative designs Im not left thinking about these specifically and be more experimentative. 

Here I took the character template, and started rough designing over the top - my main intention here was in shape language and association. Trying to achieve a more old-fashioned style of clothing and incorporating more circus aesthetics. Originally I planned to change and alter the characters main body, but as I was designing - it felt i was designing around this more.

From this I really liked the triangular shape from the poncho style in drawing no. 7. And took this and played more with this design and shape language in the row below. By removing clothing below the poncho  - it implied an element of underdressing and almost inappropriately naked. I also eraly liked the extra hands - it made the cha5racter feel more inhuman, and also worked with what the character will bo doing - showing that they are a helping hand(s). By adding more it emphasises this further. The long skinny legs I think and push this further as the shape language guides the eye up to the central poncho - also making her feel a bit more ‘savage’ or uncouth.  

Colour experimentations

Final design

[jadenoryuu]

So here I am, bored out of my mind at work, and my brain travels across the ether of zoning out...

And a Crossover idea stuck!

So, do you Phans remember that animated movie that came out in 2009 called "Astroboy"?

[I mean this one.]

It was my first contact with the Astro Boy series and while I never explored the latter further, the movie amazed me and made me care (read: fear, empathize and ache) for the protagonist in ways that any other movie couldn't along with the first "How to Train your Dragon". (That's an accomplishment since after reading/watching many things I unfortunately became somewhat desensitized to plots in general. (╥﹏╥))

That being said, let's get back to the topic:

You all know how the movie premise is that Astro is the robotic replica of Toby, the professor's dead son?

What if we spin a bit of Phandom in it? <(꒪꒳꒪)>

There could be three ways to do this:

The first two have more or less the same trope = (post-movie) Natural Portal Shenanigans make either Danny or Astro cross dimension and Astro has Toby's ghost following him along for fun and only Danny can see him because he's an halfa.

The third take is the Fusion AU =

Danny as Toby dies in the same canonical accident, but the two cores instead of blue and red are green and pink/magenta ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

Phantom as Astro. In this Danny and Phantom are two different persons, but instead of "normal" superpowers/weapons, he's half-robot/half-ectoplasm entity (it's different than being a ghost, I still stan that ghosts are the post-mortem manifestation of the deceased's soul and you can pry this from my specter's cold hands) (Meaning: Phantom is not Danny's ghost in this).

Jack and Maddie as Dr. Tenma. They form an amazing team and something so trivial as an absentee single parent in Astro Boy canon won't stop me.

Frostbite as Dr. Elefun. I contemplated briefly Clockwork for this part, but the "supportive wise mentor" fit better with our favorite Yeti than with our cryptid stopwatch, not counting that he has already medical and technological knowledge in DP.

Jazz as Orrin (the robot housekeeper)? This one doesn't fit as well as the rest of the cast, so maybe there's no Jazz or she's in another city as studying-abroad-big-sister.

Sam as Cora. Rebellious girl with wealthy parents, who fights for her rights? Sign her in. (Not counting the teased romance between her and Astro/Phantom, that's only a plus.)

Tucker as "himself" (AKA not any particular role, just one of the orphans of the Surface). Techno-Geek that repairs robots for the Robot Fights and bonds spectacularly with Phantom.

Dani as ZOG. I know it's strange, but hear me out: ZOG was revived by Astro's core and it still keeps part of that energy, making it virtually both Astro's sibling and child! Ring a bell? Plus ZOG is a little shit when it's able to, so it's only a natural decision, really! (≧∇≦)

Cujo as Trashcan. Yep, the trashcan dog deserves the puppy counterpart.

Now that should be everyone! ...Or should it? Oh! Right! The Villains:

Freakshow as Hamegg. Who would be a better showman/ringleader than the insane circus owner who controls robots ghosts?

Vlad Masters as President Stone. Of course it was going to be him. Old friend of the protagonist's father? Check. Power hungry? Check. Wants the protagonist for one of his machinations? Triple check.

Plasmius as Peacekeeper. Pink/Magenta core explained! Who would have thought about that? (≧∇≦)

Skulker as General Heckler. Vlad's second in command and enforcer of his commands, it feels only natural.

There are so many other characters to assign, though at the moment I can't come up with what to do with the robot trio of the Robot Revolutionary Front or Valerie Gray, but this discourse made me want to re-watch the movie, so I'll probably add something tomorrow.

What do you Phans think? Is this worth considering for Danuary? (≧∇≦)

#danny phantom #astro boy #astro boy 2009 #crossover idea #fusion crossover #i need to sleep #my mind is a bizarre place #i love that movie #astro boy 2009 spoilers #I know it's been... 13 years (OMG it's been so long) #but better safe than sorry

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By chance, do you guys know of any canon-complient or canon-divergent fics where Inuyasha is turned into a dog or unlocks his full dog demon transformation, similar to how Sesshomaru transforms?

I have a soft spot for Kagome cuddling up to inuyasha when he's a fluffy dog.

Thanks for your ask Nonny - hope this list scratches that itch! We ended up including AU's to give a more comprehensive list - the first four fics are canon-compliant or canon-divergent.

Tall Tails - vivaciousWordsmith (T)

After pissing off a rather powerful houshi, InuYasha gets an...interesting spell cast on him. Will he be able to get the spell removed and kick ass once again, or will our hanyou be stuck catching sticks and chasing his own tail?

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Fetch - PurdyBaby (K+)

When Inuyasha accidentally proclaims his love of Kagome to none other than Kikyo, things get ruff.

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Basic Instinct - Part One (T) and Part 2 (E) - @splendentgoddess

Part 1: When Kikyou's spell goes wrong, leaving Inuyasha with the basic instincts of his Inu half, Kagome learns the true nature of his feelings. When the spell wears off, he's left with the memory of all that has happened, and Kagome's feelings as well.

Part 2: Direct sequel to Basic Instinct. Life goes on for our favorite, newly mated couple, at least until Kikyou plots her revenge. This time, her spell works exactly how she meant it to. Just how far will Kagome go to prove the strength of her love? WARNING: this story is rated X, and contains graphic scenes of m/f intimacy, self-gratification, as well as brief moments of bestiality. Viewer discretion is advised.

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The Return - @tilltheendwilliwrite (E)

Kagome has returned to the feudal era after three years. Finally, feelings are revealed and a new life begins for our favourite Miko and hanyou.

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The Doghouse - Auroras-flame (T)

Kagome's boyfriend dumps her and then her house gets broken into. She buys a dog from the pound for protection and companionship, but it doesn't take long for her to find out her pooch isn't normal.

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Circus Dog - K. Higurashi (T)

Inuyasha is a circus dog who escapes from Narakus grasp one dark night. He is wounded terribly and hides in an alley until Kagome stumbles upon him. Will he stay a dog forever? What will Kagomes reaction be when he turns suddenly back into a hanyou?

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Dog Guardian - @alannada (T)

He was the guardian of her family and shrine, she was his new charge and mistress.

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Pound Puppy - @roseheartwhitefox (E)

Kagome Higurashi had simply wanted to adopt a dog. What she ended up bringing home, was far more than she expected. Featuring Youkai Inuyasha from "Mating Fever" by BrigidTheFae, used with her permission. Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to write this hilarious little story with my favorite Inuyasha! Now featuring AMAZING artwork by BrigidTheFae (Also known as Clearwillow!)

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On a Leash - Moonlight Shadow4 (M)

(rated for language) Imagine this from Inuyasha's point of view....you've been turned into a dog. A real, yapping, people-don't-understand-you mutt. What to do when you're in the pound? Enter Kagome and let the story begin....

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Forever Home - Kittykatz (M)

How long had he roamed the earth in a form that was not his? Beaten, dirty and caged, he finds one last bit of fortune when she comes to rescue him from this place. But his road to redemption will not be easy. And he will find, that no matter how the world has changed, his old enemy remains. And this time, they plan to destroy him once and for all.

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Puppy Love - Mishelledor23 (T)

A novice priestess panics and accidentally turns Inuyasha into a fluffy little puppy! What now?

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The Fae Tree - @alannada (T)

Kagome wanted to be a priestess, but her grandfather didn't approve. But what happens when she discovers a hidden room, with a sleeping boy pinned to a bed?

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The Half Demon Prince and the Curse of the Four Paws - @neutronstarchild (T)

It should go without saying that one should never get on the wrong side of a witch. After all, they are wise and cunning, and often will exact the punishment upon the unfortunate soul who crossed them that is most fitting of their crime. This is one such tale. It is a tale of a half-demon prince, so loved and coddled by his lordly parents that his mind grew fat with knowledge, but not with common sense. For Inuyasha, the second son of Toga, the Inu no Taisho, did not heed the warnings, and paid for his hubris, a price set to completely alter the course of his privileged life.

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#Inuyasha Fanfiction #InuKag Archive #InuKag Fanfic #Anon Ask #dog form #dog demon transformation