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berrymoos · 10 months

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MY BABY MY BAAABYYYY .... YOURE MY BAAABY SAAAAAY IT TO MEEEEEE .... im on s13 of ninjago & he has not left my mind since s1 oughshdjshdj he's so baby

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🎂 — regressor cole headcanons!

the rock of the group deserves to have some small time sometimes. what more can i say? rocks can crack too, specially ninja rocks (。-`ω-)ｰ

stress regressor, 100%. he rushes to be the responsible one of the team whenever something goes wrong, worries himself sick over mistakes, pushes himself to make up for them no matter what bc if he doesn't something could go wrong again and someone could get hurt and then his friends won't like him anymore– and all that weight on his shoulders is rough

all of the ninja r his caregivers to some capacity. every single one. all of them r strong too – kinda comes w being elemental masters / ninja n all – so they can carry him whenever they want <33 cole loves it too, they're so cozy (o^∀^o)

i don't think wu or misako know directly, but if cole ever told / regressed around them, they wouldn't be v surprised – like they know smth is up, but they won't confront him bc that's his business

lots of ppl hc cole having a kindergarten to middle / teen regressor headspace & that's SO big-brained, i eat it up every time – BUT baby cole my sweet sweet boy. infant ages to like 2yrs old. give him a rattle; he likes rattles kenwkdek

the eepiest baby ever, partially bc of how young his headspace is, partially bc he's the master of earth – it takes up a lot of his energy when he's big, but since he's so used to it, it doesn't rlly register how wiped he actually is until he's sitting down, his brain is whirling to a stop ... & then it's like “mmnn woa m eepy..” hes also very prone to regressing when he's tired; doesn't happen all the time, but it's become more often than not

(jay has, in fact, taken a picture of a sleeping cole on the couch, meme-ified it w the “why he so eepy” caption , & sent it to the gc. they went loco /pos)

on that note, he can fall asleep p much anywhere: on the couch, on the floor, over a bowl of cereal, literally anywhere. his favorite places (aside from his bed) r his friends' laps <3 he's being held? out like a light

that earth master strength Does Not magically go away when cole is small, meaning his tantrums could cost them a wall & possibly new flooring. not that he has tantrums often bc he's v chill & low-energy!

(... it happened once & jay refused to babysit for a good week. for unrelated reasons ofc /j)

OOUHEJSH loves bears sooooo much it's almost silly. he's got a black bear onesie w ears on the hood, a tiny tail on the butt, & a dark brown teddy bear to match - his fave. "we bare bears" & "little bear" are his go-to shows. he can devour a box of teddy grahams in two sittings. glamrock freddy his absolute beloved. bears bears BEARS bears bears!!!!

kai called himself a papa bear once & cole went nuts jahdkajdkw “’apa bear ’apa bear!!!! ʕ￫ᴥ￩ ʔ” — “yup, that's me, don't wear it out! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧”

ok guys wait here me out: bearcub regressor cole. makin grororgroo noises to communicate. cute little snuffles n nose wrinkles when he smells smth good. loooong naps in a blanket fort. honey added to his bottle. bearcub regressor cole

the teddy's name is muffin btw. he & mr. cuddlywump are best friends & they always have playdates together 🫶

speaking of — jay is older than cole by a few years (maybe 4-7?), so he's consistently playing the older playmate / big brother role for cole. YES he will absolutely drag the baby into mischief, but if anyone dares to try separating them he IS throwing a fit about it. also he's the only one who can turn a laid-back baby cole into a zoomin 2y/o. watch out for them.../silly

back to the rattle thing for a sec – jay has a toy drumset & nya has a toy guitar, so the three of them put on a music show for the rest of the team! they're always asked for encores & they always deliver! their band name is The Mudshockers & kai is their biggest fan👍🏾

he likes dancing but since he's unsteady on his feet the younger he is, sometimes he'll just sway his body o, bop his head, or shake his rattle to whatever beat there is – even if said beat is just in his head. other times he'll get nya or zane to dance with him when he's able to stand!

omigosh wait ,,,, zane picking cole up & bouncing him to the beat ,,,, im gonna MELT they're so cute 🥹

cole adores fuzzy / fluffy material. his element requires him to summon rocks from the ground, & rocks are hard - he deserves some soft things in his life ( =^×^= )/��ᩚ if any of the ninja have something visibly fluffy in his presence, they'll very quickly have a small in their lap, nuzzling them & humming contentedly. muffin & his bear onesie r his favorites because of that!

ALSO remember the casual outfit he wore in "child's play" (the ep where the ninja got turned into kids)? he managed to find the adult-sized sweatshirt of that shirt & it's now a staple regression outfit ... whenever he's not in his onesie

he's still got a MASSIVE sweet tooth, bc who would cole be w/o it? (/j) ,, the only difference is that, instead of it manifesting in “oooo chocolate cake & cookies & ice cream!!!” it manifests as “mmm baba w sugar n hunny.....” – not to say cole doesn't have his moments where he craves a cakepop over warm chocolate milk. zane usually is in charge of preparing his bottle bc he always gets it juuuust right

THE NINJA HAVE A BABY BAG IN CASE HE DROPS ON LONGER MISSIONS AAAAA ,,, cole's a lil embarrassed @ first & fervently insists that he won't be regressing on the mission, but it proves to be incredibly useful when he gets hungry in the middle of like, nowhere & there's a section completely dedicated to snacks & drinks

(... & when cole actually regresses bc of stress / sleepiness & they have the majority of his stuff on-hand)

jay can never escape being called a dingus no matter what. baby cole catches him doing something stupid? “ ‘ingus...”. a joke too corny for his taste? “ ’inguuus.” jay complains abt this unfair treatment, how he's being bullied by a baby & he is slandering him ... but no one comes to his aid. zane'll scoop up cole & say “hm, are you sure that was an unprovoked statement on his part?” while kai will just spout nonsense like “wooooow jay ... a power outage in ninjago city and bordering countries?” by your hands?” w/ lloyd n nya just shaking their heads. jay's like “GAAAAAAAASP, NOBODY is on my side??? coco is being a BULLY & you guys are just ALLOWING it???? i see how it is.......”. cole's laughing hysterically throughout all of this 🫶

honestly jay's the funniest person to cole when he's small. he could be being Himself & cole's losing his mind over it. nobody can compete against his hilarity no matter how hard they try. best way to tell when cole's dropping is if he's laughing way harder at one of jay's stupid jokes /silly

mmmhmdhsjshsi ,,, jay coming up w the nickname "coco" & callin him that as a joke while he's big, but cole just gets super fuzzy-brained bc ,,,,,,,, coco ........ ohohohohoh ,,,,,,, & jay is like “oh! mkay then!” now he uses it all the time when he's regressed hdksjdk

ON THAT NOTE, nya came up w "pebble", & just like "coco", it spread to the rest of the team like butter on a warm stack of pancakes. nowadays they very rarely use "cole" when he's small – why should they, when they have "pebble" & "coco" under their belts!

... kai calls him "coco pebble(s)" sometimes 🫢

spoiled to the max. he breaks the handle to his paci? don't worry, zane just ordered 6 more. he loses a stuffie? jay's giving 3 of his to him. he's hungry? nya's got several different flavors of milk in one arm & baggies filled with teddy grahams in the other. absolutely spoiled rotten

he doesn't have any of those fancy deco pacis bc hes v prone to dropping them in his sleep & doesn't wanna mess them up, so he gets the printed designed ones or the plain-colored ones & slaps some stickers on them :] he rlly likes his black-stickered paci but he's not picky!

lloyd loves joking abt how he's no longer the youngest on the team whenever cole drops. he'll walk into the room & say “guys, i'm not the youngest anymore!” without warning while cole's in his arms, half asleep w a paci

sometimes he feels like he shouldn't be regressing bc of his status as "the rock of the group" & gets hit with an influx of negative thoughts. like – he's their anchor, their strength, the glue that holds everyone together when things go south ... so what is he doing regressing of all things? if they don't have a rock, the team won't make it! all of that negativity :( hes prone to pushing down his regression & busies himself w other things until he just ... breaks. wooo :((

after day of the departed (read: cole gets his physical body back), he literally launches himself into his friends & snuggles them like there's no tomorrow in sight. for a good two weeks he's the clingiest baby boy to ever exist: holding everyone's hands, leaning against the nearest person, cuddling, sleepy cuddling – the most common occurrence bc sleepy cole is sleepy. GOODNESS hes so clingy!! if he's in the right (or ig wrong) mood he gets fussy if his human pillow moves away from him kdnfoendk. nobody minds at all; they got their baby boy back & that's all that matters <3

self-indulgent pkmn au hc: cole's midnight lycanroc may look scary (...and kind of is hssjskdje), but it's soooo sweet & gentle with him omg. it has special mittens it puts on its paws to keep from accidentally hurting him w its claws & 100% will help zane make a bottle or lloyd prepare a snack. the fur on its neck is mad fluffy - there have been many, many times someone's walked in on cole with his face stuffed in lycanroc's fur, fast asleep on its back while roc's layin there with him, tail slowly awag <3

#🧸．berry's headcanons #ninjago agere #fandom agere #sfw agere #agere hcs #i literally love this little man so much it isn't even funny - hes been my fave since CHILDHOOD he is so close to my heart #& his agere border is prolly one of my faves to look at i just love the orange w the hint of black !!

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not-goldy · 5 months

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Right now there are a lot of ex tkk out there who left after Paris. Some of who wrote little to late apologies to Jimin for believing he was the devil/villain, when now they realize that title belongs to the big TK accounts who hand fed them lies. The ones who helped brain wash them & half this fandom & harass everyone. They swallowed that pill & accepted their ship is not real and Paris actually happened. Now they're just sitting around alone cause the people they thought were their friends turned their back on them for seeing the light. These people could do the funniest thing right now, the right thing. Those TK GC's and twitter spaces they were a part of and saved. Full of Tkk & big Tk accounts slandering Jimin & plans to sabotage him and vile lies they made up to spread and openly hated on Jk cause they were mad at him, spearheaded by those active TK accounts. They could email them to bighit. DM the screenshots they held onto, to Jimin and Jikook report accounts. Get these big TK and anti accounts taken down. They were on the inside and know first hand things said in private in those space. How manipulated they were and seeing how its continuing.

Their own leader, told them models called Tae Monsieur Gayhyung in Paris, only for the models to say it was disgusting lies. Instead of admitting he lied on purpose cause he didn't think these people would release statements, he let you all take the blame and look like deranged fools for spreading it and deactivated and came back a few weeks later like nothing happened and you let him. The person creates lies every day and You help spread them. Then the person deactivates cause they can't take the heat and you take the fall and he gains new braindead followers when they come back.

I know It'll never happen tho cause they aren't brave. I on the other hand would be a raging bitch, the whistleblower and expose the fuck out of every damn one of them MF's who helped gaslit me.

I HAVE THREE LARGE BREASTS AND A TAIL.

I'm alway prepared to recieve new Jikook believers into my large bossom and feed them with content 😌

They can start with @nightswithkookmin

And if they want to interact they'll find me here.

I'm open to receiving their confessions about Jikook in my ask box. Shit if it's good I'll even share it so everyone can read it.

If it's triggering and full of doubt I'll send them straight to purgatory.

Tuktukkers are indeed very much manipulated and gaslit into believing things they shouldn't believe if they had a little bit of brain cells in their skulls.

Like it's that simple, you don't even need analysis you just need to use your head, if you believe no two relationships are equal then you'd rightfully assume there must be something unique and special about every ship. Start by individualizing every ship. Start there and if you don't that's how the madness begin.

And if you believe TKk and JKK are two Unique ships- what sets them apart? You don't find this out if you succumb to the prevalent cognitive roadblocks prevalent in TKK land. To find that out what makes them each truly Unique, desist from minimizing, trivializing, overlooking, going against your instincts and going against common sense. One plus one is two. If it she's a duck it's a duck. You don't need to bend and twist and squeeze your brain out.

The common truth and fact of the matter is, however "close" TKK were in the past,however they try to be close now, Jikook are closer. That ship has sailed. However jikook try to normalize that closeness, neutralize it, do damage control- it really doesn't change the fact that out of all BTS pairs they have the most chemistry, are and do come across as the most intimate because you simply can't hide intimacy if it's there between two people.

It shows in everything they do and say.

It's like whatever Vmin have. You can't minimize it. You can't sweep it under the rag. No matter how long they go without producing Content- when they do that content will always light up warmth in our hearts.

You can't take vmin soul mates away from them no matter how much analysis you make, no matter how much you think they hate eachother underneath. They would still be Vmin.

Jikook is jikook no matter what anyone says.

And ooh for TKK, once you clock what their dynamic really is- you may not think of them as Jikook but you'd definitely appreciate them same.

I know a thing or two bout whistle-blower laws and I'm very good in street fights- if you do decide to be a raging bitch, I got your back🤭

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legendsoffandoms · 15 days

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Thinking about two Lloyd Dr aus rn

1. Is like a mercenary/bounty hunter(though he refuses to hunt dragons and oni) instead of staying at the monastery, because he needs money to buy food and supplies. So he starts doing bounty and/or letting people hire him. Though he doesn’t do jobs that kill people and/pr creatures at first, but over time he slowly starts taking them. But he only kills people who he thinks deserve it, so he’s a relatively good guy. He also doesn’t take jobs from clearly bad people, and doesn’t go through with a job once he realizes the person who hired him is bad.

But he still ends up finding Arin and Sora(and Ryu), and becomes their dad :). But oh no, he finds the ninja. And they aren’t supportive of the whole job, so that’s a big plot point. Oh and maybe Imperial (or however you spell it) try and hire Lloyd, another plot point. Arin and Soea get nervous thinking he’ll accept. Blah blah angst

He also looks like a bad ass, has horns because yes. Though his long hair hides it, because coolness. The kiddos love putting his hair up to reveal his horns and side shave. Oh, he also has dragon features like ears and a tail that he hides.(Fun fact: I gc them as dark green and black because his oni side is gold and purple. And I want them to be opposites but also really not)

Also the reason to me why he could not stay the monastery despite still being dumped there, is because he is traumatized. He doesn’t want to be in the place where he lived with his family. Because honestly, he doesn’t even know if they’re alive. And that thought alone convinced him to find somewhere else, now he didn’t settle far. In cause he did find the Ninja, but he hadn’t touch the place since he packed up his things and left. Just random check up’s to make sure no one tried to stay there. (This is just my hc for this au, you can have a different reason or him just not landing there at all. I honestly don’t mind if you don’t like the reason and go for something else, whatever you feel is right)

2. Is like an au where the events of the merge happen a lot sooner, and at the end of crystallized I hc Lloyd as 16(which is says on the fandom wiki but idk if that’s cannon or not). So instead of being in his early 20s Lloyd is like 14.

Because this happens before seabond, so Lloyd is 14. And trying to navigate the world(now to make this au line up, Arin and Sora are gonna be a bit older than they would be. So like 8-10)

And now Lloyd is a dad with two kids and a baby dragon, he has no idea what to do. And is on the verge of a meltdown 24/7 like dr Lloyd is.

Oh and he hasn’t unlocked his oni powers yet cause of the timeline, so angst anyone??

There’s my aus, do what you will with this lol

And have fun out there! Oh and I would love if someone would rope in Greenflower/Forgiven Shipping in to these aus, I don’t feel like it cause I gtg write chp. 2 of my Greenflower fanfic. Which is based off a ninjago hc post I saw lol

Anyways have fun! And be safe with these traumatized kiddos

#lego ninjago #lloyd ninjago #ninjago #ninjago headcanons #ninjago au #ninjago rant #ninjago arin #ninjago sora #ninjago ninja #ninjago riyu #greenflower shipping

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eri-223 · 9 months

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destiny: point of no return (eris/toland)

Rated T for canon-typical Hive violence, in particular swarming and contaminated liquid of dubious origin. Part of the AU where Eriana joins the Hive and Eris and Toland are her Deathsingers.

For @flowers-of-io and the gc.

There was a shallow, sulfur-stinking black pool in the Pit. The nutrient ichor fed the Hive troops like the soulfire powered their weapons, industrial-grade protein bubbling up from one dark and hidden tube and into another. Eris Morn was hungry, but she was also new to Eriana’s court and remembered pastries and ramen and fruit. The pool in the middle of a Hellmouth chamber looked unclean, smelled like the bowels of the earth. Were the dim bioluminescent lights in the ribbed caverns powered by the same slop?

Still, she was hungry.

And Toland, usually the first to submerge himself in the ooze of his ambition, hesitated with his boots at the edge of the pool. Both of their field gear was ragged. His cloak tails stroked the floor like the torn edges of a spider’s web.

“The broods drank from such wells before our species crawled out of the ocean,” Eris said, trying to convince herself that made the protein ichor safe.

“And their bodies are mutable, always evolving from sea to land and back to Deep,” Toland said. He cupped his left horn in a pale palm, leaning into his own touch.

Eris sighed. A fat-bodied moth’s wings whispered through the pleasantly cool air on the other side of the pool. She had two choices: drink and live and help Eriana take what was hers – or hold on to her memories of Tower shops and starve.

She knelt. Striated stone was beautiful under her hands, and cold where her gloves were worn through. Despite the cold, it had the vitality of sculpted marble or bone. She dipped her head but couldn’t make herself drink.

Instead, she stood and met Toland’s eyes. The ichor they both wept looked not dissimilar to the protein pool.

He, too, sniffed the air and stared without touching the pool. His hesitation made her want to be the forceful one.

“You were supposed to be our guide, Shattered One. Guide me.” If she didn’t do it now, she never would. It’s just another wilderness. Just another Hunter dare. She splashed into the pool, black protein ink coating her boots to the thick bone of her ankle. When you punch, aim behind your target. “Is this not your realm?”

His eyes widened. Eris took another step forward, propelled by (something slack in his expression, a shiver across his chest) the old Guardian class rivalry. The pool sloped surprisingly quickly, black liquid spraying to her chest. It must be shaped almost like a bath. She imagined thrall crowding to the lip of the pool and then pushed in deep by the waves of troops behind them, Hive dying in the crush, the bodies enriching the nutrient mix.

Toland had been watching her with awe. “Say the word and I will follow you,” he whispered.

Looking into his grafted eyes was like staring into her own. “Come.”

He slipped into the middle of the pool. Viscous black liquid lapped at his chest. The image of a dying, fighting crowd of thrall — of green recruits, adolescents sick with worms, of all the things they were — felt like it had imprinted itself on Eris’ third eye. At the same time, the pool seemed somehow less disgusting now that they had polluted it themselves, or now that she had imagined worse pollution. The hidden drains and sieves had flushed away that thrall crowd — maybe too they would take away the memory of Eriana’s court, or of the Tower.

Toland held out a shallow film of liquid in his palms. “This is a pivot point,” he said, his tone inviting. “A change echoes across the world and the world beside it – do you not see?”

Eris was suddenly ravenous; she dipped her face into his hands, cramming her nose against the meat of his thumb, smelling him (his old rooms, paper and fire and the smoke from Bad Juju) and smelling the dust and shed shells of the Hive and almost incidentally taking a mouthful of the sulfurous slop which, on her tongue, had the texture of milk tea and surprisingly little taste at all.

When she looked up his head was bowed, his lips parted, as reverent to her as if she was the Hive queen instead of one of a chorus of Deathsingers. There never had been a question whether she would see, his posture said. He had just wanted so badly to hear the yes.

(There were times when she would hate that. What would Vell, what would Ikora think? Now could not be one of those noble times.)

Words failed her, so she pressed her forehead against Toland’s and kissed him when he raised his head.

“Let me be like rivers underground,” Toland said, and Eris thought of cold water in her hands and in her throat, and eyeless, bloated life in it.

Maybe it wasn’t hunger she felt after all. And in the black water there was a crowd of dying and dead, but they were safe and fecund, too, all the history of two species entwining as scale-edges caught on scale-edges while Toland raised her chin in one wet hand and returned the kiss as if he too had been starving.

#eris/toland #writings #destiny #did a quick scan and I don't think there are any d2 ideas in here

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trewtitlesandtribulations-blog · 2 years

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Excerpt from "Predation and Adaptation in Galactic Evosystems"

Sol Vitra Publishing, GC 105,044

"On the subject of tracking, many predator species have adapted to pursue prey that have escaped immediate observation, making use of all manner of methods. The Uri of the arid planet Kolos developed vision so powerful it can detect changes in thermal distortion caused by warm-blooded fauna, picking out the slightest of changes in heat waves over massive distances. The Wefhu and D'g societies of the geyser-ridden planet Lurin have two distinct varieties of specialized organs running the length of their legs and torsos that can identify tremors, such as those caused by both imminent earthquakes and the movement of the crustaceans that make up much of their diet. The Humans of the tilted planet Earth have less acute sensory organs, but employ a combination of all of them, along with highly developed teamwork, to hunt a myriad of their native prey animals and a number of predators.

Of these species, Humans are slightly unique. Where the Wefhu, D'g, and Uri ancestrally employed their adaptations to find and swiftly kill their prey in a short engagement, Humans did something different. When a prey item was found, Humans often were incapable of performing a perfect ambush, lacking natural camouflage like the Wefhu or the benefit of biology enabling rapid ranged attack like the poison spines on Urisian's tails. When the prey noticed their Human pursuers, they would, of course, flee, leaving the humans to follow at a much slower pace. However, this is where a particularly fascinating aspect of Human hunting comes in. The earliest Humans would continue to use their cooperative instincts and array of sensory organs to pursue the prey continuously, without pausing any longer than was necessary to confirm direction of travel. Long, thin legs, highly efficient thermoregulation, and elastic muscles made this hunting style not only viable, but extremely effective. The Human hunters could maintain this high-endurance pursuit for hours or days, wearing their prey down, until it was completely exhausted and collapsed, at which point the human hunters would simply approach at their leisure and put the conquered animal out of it's misery.

Human ambassadors to the Galactic Council of Ecology dubbed this pre-agricultural hunting style "Pursuit Predation". They further informed the GCE of the continuation of the practice in some societies even now, with various primitive tribes as well as a naturalist Human colony engaging in the hunt where terrain and temperatures were within acceptable parameters. Attentive readers will recall that for Humans, this range is exceptionally broad."

#humans are weird #humans are space orcs #writing #writeblr #humanity

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toastydoll · 4 months

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Since rainbow high is getting extremely worrisome w the new line I’ve coped by making my own wave 6 (drumroll please):

Scarlet, Pumpkin, Mustard, Moss, Cornflower, Royal Purple!

Tbh I was just listing off colors I wished we had gotten in a gc and then realized a) they made a rainbow and b) they were all autumnal themed so I made an inadvertent autumnal wave! All with two outfits bc I’m allowed to dream. I want to make them eventually too bc hello my New Year’s resolution is to make more customs than last year.

Scarlett Connell (scarlet red/orange): a multimedia artist with a passion for eco-friendly graffiti, Scarlett Connell hails from the Pacific Northwest. Growing up on the Oregon coast, Scarlett fell in love with thrifting materials from old logging camps and cargo railroads. Her main outfit is a scarlet beanie, a scarlet plaid scarf, a white tank top, a pair of patchwork scarlet overalls, and graffitied scarlet doc martens. Her second outfit is a scarlet oversized flannel, faded rainbow dream t shirt, torn/cuffed scarlet jeans, and short scarlet rain boots. She keeps her makeup subtle save for a bold detail (scarlet tinged lip, blush, natural brows, graphic scarlet eyeliner) and her scarlet hair straight and chin length. Y’all…she’s the red/orange butch doll we’ve all been waiting for.

Paloma Gordon (pumpkin orange): a sweet-as-can-be baking and pastry major from Salem, Massachusetts. Growing up in such an autumnal region made Paloma fall in love with both the flavors and fashions of the season. Her primary outfit is a pair of cropped ankle pumpkin pants, pumpkin crocs, a white chef coat w pumpkin buttons, and a pumpkin orange neckerchief. Her second outfit is a pair of pumpkin plaid woolen pants, a white cable knit sweater w pumpkin detailing, and pumpkin suede booties. Her makeup is soft and warm yet very, very precise: much like her approach in the kitchen, and she keeps her hair in long curly pumpkin orange ringlets, tied back in a high ponytail. I always wished rh would do a baking major since culinary arts are some of the most impressive art forms in the world (we almost got there w poppy).

Amelie “Frenchie” du Mous (mustard yellow): always on point, Frenchie hones all of her high fashion skills from growing up in Paris into a neatly tailored fashion focus. Her primary outfit is a plaid mustard pinafore over a lace trimmed white blouse with bell sleeves, mustard yellow knee high socks, brown heeled oxfords with mustard laces, and a mustard beret trimmed in white lace. Her second outfit is a pair of knee length mustard plaid shorts w matching suspenders, platform mustard leather loafers, mustard mid calf socks, and a white puffed short sleeved blouse with a mustard plaid bow tie. Her hair is straight and long in two tails. We never got a dark academia girl so here she is to fall in love w scarlet

Ivy Pines (moss green): emerging from the woods for the first time in her life, Ivy is ready to bring her foraging gift to Rainbow High! Her art has always been from the forest around her and her family in Northern California, whether she’s crafting her own dyes or whittling intricate jewelry. Her first outfit is an ombré dip-dyed lace maxi dress (white into moss green) with thin straps, an oversized moss green cardigan, knit to texturally simulate moss (look up moss stitch w this specific rough spin yarn istg it looks just like moss), moss sandals, moss socks, and wooden jewelry with moss jewel accents. Her second outfit is moss green crochet pants, moss flats, and a white peasant top w moss embroidery. Her makeup is natural with mossy green eyeshadow, and her hair is loose beachy waves. She’d come w alt heeled feet but both her shoes would be flat :0. She’s the mori girl we deserved but never actually got.

Corinne St. Germaine (cornflower blue): traveling all the way from Middle-of-Nowhere, Nebraska, Rainbow High is Corinne’s first interaction outside of her hometown’s sixty people. She’s not totally ignorant of the world though—she’s actually huge on the internet! Her fashion style has been dubbed Lolita Americana: gold rush pioneer outfits through a cute girly lens. Her first outfit is a cornflower blue pioneer dress with a knee length hem, high neck collar, long slightly puffed sleeves, and white apron, as well as lace knee high cornflower stockings, cornflower leather ankle boots, and a cornflower bonnet trimmed in white lace. Her second outfit is a cornflower wool coat, long cornflower wool skirt, and knee high cornflower riding boots. Her hair would have a soft wave and probably be in a half up style, and her makeup would be soft. In a perfect world she’s also got a parasol >:3

Leanna Royale (royal purple): Known for clothing real life royals and only the most fashionable celebrities, the prestigious House Royale has unveiled its latest stride into the fashion world: a daughter named Leanna. Raised from birth on fine art and livery, Leanna is a princess in all but political power. Her first outfit is a polished royal purple velvet pantsuit with a royal satin shirt and purple velvet heeled pumps. Her second outfit is a silk bejeweled minidress, royal purple bejeweled strap heels, and a royal purple fur stole. Her makeup is elegant and refined, complete with a royal purple lip. Her hair is long royal purple locs in an elegant updo, and yes: she has a tiara. She’s every bit of posh violet wishes she could be (/hj)

I’m gonna try and make these! Bases would probably be whatever I can find that’s cheap, though a good visualization I’m going on rn is based on the color create dolls (scarlet and mustard for green eyes, pumpkin and royal for purple eyes, cornflower and moss for blue eyes). Maybe I won’t go so far to do two outfits but I’ll try and at least make one for each :)

#rainbow high #rh

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latenightsimping · 2 years

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Cheeky Lil Devil (drabble)

I don’t really have much of an explanation on this. It was me, @mantorokk-writes , @mcplestreet, @charlie-heatons-whxre & @corrodedhawkins being cheeky (wheyy) in a gc about Eddie lmao

cw: nudity, smut implied and mentioned but not described explicitly, sorta fluff, kinda cute? idk

At first, you wondered if you were seeing things. Wondered if it was just a trick of the light, or something that got transferred from the bedsheets somehow.

But no, that was a tattoo. On your boyfriend’s ass cheek.

You were surprised you’d never seen it before. Then again, most times he was naked, you weren’t exactly paying much attention considering the warm haze of pleasure that he so often put you under. You’d marvelled the rest of his body for countless hours; the soft pudge of his belly peppered with fine hairs that trailed under his belly button, the strong forearms that flexed in exertion and strong thighs that you loved to trace your fingertips over when you lay in bed wearing nothing. And yes, you had let your eyes follow his bare ass whenever he got up to grab a glass of water from the kitchen, but you swore you’d never seen the little heart on the left cheek until now.

“Babe,” you began, eyebrows furrowed as you sat yourself further up on the bed. “Is that… Do you have something on your ass?”

He made a hum of enquiry as he looked over to you from where he was fiddling with the stereo, standing up to his full height before his head craned behind him to see what you were looking at. A grin spread over his face; the boyish, lopsided grin that had stolen your heart so long ago. “Yeah,” he chuckled, shrugging slightly as he continued with feeding another cassette into the slot. “Got it when I was absolutely fuckin’ wasted at a house party couple of years ago now. Like it?”

You made a noise of contemplation, pulling a mock look of deep thought as he turned to get back into bed. “I dunno. Lemme see it up close?”

Though he laughed, he still indulged you, turning onto his stomach so you could see it. Now you were focusing, you could see it wasn’t just a heart. You could see the tiny devil horns on the top, a little pronged tail trailing down the bottom. All in faded black lines, most of them shaky and not well applied. Though it wasn’t what you expected to see, you couldn’t deny how… Eddie it was. It was tongue in cheek, slightly tacky, and rough around the edges. Things you’d heard him described as, and some you could agree with. Rough around the edges, for sure. All chains and ripped denim, but an absolute sweetheart underneath it. Tongue in cheek, absolutely. He knew his name had been dragged through the mud, and he had lost his energy to give a fuck about it long ago. Slightly tacky? Sometimes, but you adored him nonetheless.

“What’s the verdict?” he finally asked after a few heartbeats of silence, a brow raised with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth. Fuck, he looked so handsome like this. Not a care in the world, and not a stitch of clothing on him. Good enough to eat.

Playfully slapping his ass, you watched it slightly jiggle with delight as you flopped onto your back. “Totally metal, babe. Suits you.”

A grin spread over his face as he shifted to his side, his arms encircling your waist to bring you closer to his chest. “Yeah? Maybe we could get you one too. Have matching tatties.”

You couldn’t help but giggle as you settled yourself to get comfortable, resting your chin against his sternum to look up at him. “Not exactly romantic, is it? An ass tattoo?”

“It’s totally romantic,” he scoffed, a hand coming up to tuck an errant strand of hair behind your ear. His eyes glimmered with mischief, slightly darkened as he raised a brow. “Would look totally hot on you, too.”

“You think my ass is, and I quote, ‘hottest ass in the whole of Hawkins’, tattoo or not,” you countered, the apples of your cheeks heating up as you remembered when he’d said it. When you’d bent over to reach something at the bottom of his fridge, followed up after a wolf whistle from behind you. Not that you minded his endless compliments.

“Guilty as charged,” he replied in a low murmur, leaning down to press a hot kiss to your eager lips. You felt a hand grab the meat of your ass in a firm grip, making you squeal against him. The kiss deepened, and you knew exactly what it meant. It meant that even though you’d not long fucked, he was ready for another round.

It meant you weren’t going to sleep for a while yet. And you couldn’t find it within yourself to complain.

#eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson blurb #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x you #late night drabbles

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suntraitor · 2 years

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some stephen merchent icons for all u wheatley fans, courtesy of the group chat ♡♡♡

flags in order: gay, lesbian, pan, trans, bi, asexual, aromantic, progress flag.

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and a bonus for all u cool cats.

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jupitercl0uds-art · 4 months

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art summary 2023!!!

i wanted to give slight commentary instead of just 12 random pngs so here you go

tuesday 3rd january - blah blah blah!

this was meant to be the first frame of an animation. then flipaclip decided not to work. anyway theres a lot of incomplete stuff from this year and this is (sort of) one of them. idk how to explain why theres 4 of me and what's going on, it makes sense (sort of) if you read the thing its based on.

monday 20th february - waluigi doodle page

i literally cannot stress enough this is the only thing i can be certain was definitely drawn in february. i would have picked a different thing otherwise, i swear. i was on a gc late at night asking who i should draw with waluigi and they gave me yoshi koopas and birdette. istg.

tuesday 21st march - tails and tbh (discord pfp)

FINALLY!!! SOMETHING ACTUALLY GOOD FOR COMPARING!!!

its funny how on one hand i dont draw tails like that AT ALL anymore, but at the same time, literally all my headcanons are there, like his fangs coming out when hes really happy, his fluffy ears, etc. the onky thing missing really is drawing fluffy arms and legs lol. as for the rest of the drawing, i think its ok. theres a few errors, particularly with the stroke, and i needed to fix the fill bucket around tbh's eyes, but this is nearly a year old now so im not fixing it. sorry.

friday 21st april - gently holding tails

ah, tails plushie, how i love thee. where the hell are you girl i havent seen you in months. i have waluigi now. i miss you :(

tuesday 9th may - waluigi sketch with alcohol markers

i hate alcohol markers. they dry too quickly. so it surprised me when one day, while forcing myself to like them, i drew something i actually liked. i still love this btw!!! this is the basis for how i currently draw waluigi rn, and my art as a whole!!!

also fun fact: i drew this the day before i started reading sonic idw :)

saturday 24th june - transmasc luigi watercolour stuff

once again, weird mario fanart i made while talking to a friend late at night. the initial shirtless luigi was drawn as a joke because of a really quick shirtless waluigi my friend drew at summer school in 2022 as a joke, which is what the weird one who craves death is based on. weird as this art may be, this was such a happy time in the year for me and i miss it greatly :)

ill have to do july - december in a follow up post because i reached the image limit lol

#art #woe. art dump be upon ye #annual summary 🎉#(hopefully ill remember to do this next year lol)#waluigi #papyrus undertale #yoshi #birdette #koopa troopa #miles tails prower #tbh creature #luigi

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sydneyscarm · 5 months

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“about the blogger” meme

thank you to @bioloyg for tagging me :)

y’all don’t really know me so this’ll b fun

star signs: aquarius sun, gemini moon, capricorn rising,,, two air signs in my big three might scare u but trust my chart is earth dominant!!!! i promise!!!!

fav holiday: i love christmas! im not particularly religious, and i don’t consider myself christian or catholic like when i was a child, but i love the lights and the music and the gift-giving and general holiday cheer

last meal: lol i think i had a joint for dinner last night honestly. just forgot to eat and went straight to bed after smoking. i’m about to eat filipino spaghetti for breakfast though

current fav musician: faye webster (specifically jonny rn) and beyonce (all of renaissance has been on repeat since its release) and victoria monet (all of jaguar II is insane, grammy sweep i just know it)

last music listened to: probably ctrl (deluxe) by sza on my way home from work last night

last movie watched: taken, that action movie with liam neeson lmfao. but if we’re talkin movie theater viewing, it was the ballad of songbirds and snakes

last tv watched: i’ve been rewatching s2 of bridgerton. kate & anthony the couple that you are.

last book/fic finished: the last book was catching fire (i was rereading thg like the rest of the world) and the last fic i read was an unfinished sydcarmy fic i found literally an hour ago called all things go (all things go) everyone should read it, very good.

last book/fic abandoned: last book i abandoned was speak, okinawa. it’s a memoir about an asian girl’s struggling relationship with her mother and her culture. very good (and relatable) but extremely heavy so i took a pause on it.

currently reading: thg resurgence so i’m reading the ballad of songbirds and snakes, i didn’t get to finish it before watching the movie and i keep getting caught up so it’s taking forever to finish, but im almost done w it

last thing researched for art/writing: i haven’t full-fledged written for fandom in probably years. but i used to research a lot of fighting techniques cause i was deep in the my hero academia brain rot LMFAO

fav online fandom memory: i mostly inhabited twitter fandom spaces so in 2020 i was placed in a ship gc and i met one of my best friends on there <3 so i think that would be it

fav old fandom you wish would have a resurgence: the show is quite shit and not good at all but, for nostalgia reasons, i would love to see fairy tail (anime) have a resurgence. i bet the fics would be soooo top tier compared to when i was like 9 and reading fics on wattpad and ffnet

fav thing you enjoy that never had an active or big “fandom” but you wish it did: this is more to do w me being interested in things once hype dies down and less to do with a fandom actually being active or big, but i absolutely devoured s2 of bridgerton when i first saw it. and i read every single fic in that kathony tag.

tempting project you’re trying to reign in/don’t have time for: i don’t really write anymore and have stuck to silly posts and headcanon threads but i’ve had a pride and prejudice sydcarmy au stuck in my head for a couple days

this was fun now u know some of my life!!! im pretty sure @bioloyg tagged everyone that i come across in this fandom so ive got no one WHOMP but feel free to do this if u see it 😛

#no but srsly #that p&p sydcarmy au #fr

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detectivebambam · 15 days

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*sigh* here we go again

Im bored, and yet again, I have found myself in ur asks box

Sooo, more questions🥳🥳

🔐 something no one would guess about you

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

🍓 favorite food

🍅 least favorite food

🍊 favorite season?

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

Alsoooo which of the foxes do u think like pineapple on pizza and which ones hate it? Do u think they regularly have arguments about it in the foxes gc (assuming they have one) or constantly bring it up in completely unrelated arguments??

And Nora said Andrew is the older twin which makes sense since he has the whole big brother energy, but what if Aaron was the older twin??? Like the potential???

i hope you know i love you more than anything

well if you knew me irl and not from tumblr, nobody seems to think I'm queer? I'm very country yk, the whole farmer, horseback riding, rodeo, etc. since you know me on tumblr, switch it lol

i walked down to "the murder house" (every small town has a murder house) with my friends and my hunting dog. obvs he's a hunting dog so he's not scared of animals or anything, but he was sniffing around this pile of junk and ran out with his tail between his legs? so we left but right on the fence line there was a pile of dirty kids clothes, tissues, and rubber gloves. spooky

craziest thing???? i actually have no idea 😐 maybe getting shot with a bb gun when i was like 2 yrs old

any carbohydrates, or sushi 🤭

pork 😔 i raise meat pigs, but pork is just gross to me. chops, bacon, anything. idk

summer!!!! i love being warm

read and watch? historical fiction or retelling. write?: idk probably porn

i want to say Andrew Minyard, but the amount of trauma he has I don't want another real person to go through that. so maybe Alex C-Diaz ? I'd make that whole book real if i could lol

i would love to go to Peru i think it's so beautiful

I'm gonna start with the second one here: if you look at my twinyard tags, you would know that i 100% hc Aaron as the older twin, and i love writing angst about it

Pineapple on Pizza

Absolutely Not:

Alison. she's gotta be one of those pretentious bitches that went to Italy for a week with her family and thinks she knows everything

Andrew: he probably only eats breadsticks anyway with all of his food avoidance stuff. so i would say no?

Aaron: morally against it, but would probably enjoy it if he tried it

Kevin: i don't think Kevin likes pizza at all, but if he does, he wouldn't want fruit on it

Dan: also morally against it, but wouldn't like it if she tried it

Yes:

Neil. no evidence for this, just vibes

Matt. i think Hawaiian pizza is his favorite 😒

Nicky: he lives for weird food combos i feel

Renee: she genuinely loves the way it tastes

they absolutely argue over it, and it's fun for all of them to watch the twins team up on something

and they absolutely have a group chat (with just the og 9)

#aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #kevin day #aaron minyard #the foxhole court #dan wilds #matt boyd #nicky hemmick #alison reynolds #renee walker #ask game #ty for the ask <3 #red white and royal blue

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munv · 2 years

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hii I’m from the meow group chat, you should know who it is. I want you to make like a head cannon sheet or x reader giving me a character you think I would like (bc I don’t know much about twst) 😊

- u know who it is hehehe

𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬

I knew the day would come when you finally get to my inbox..I was well aware someone from the meow gc would appear here and I suppose the time had come.

To show you twst fluff because WHY NOT and also because I’m terrible decisions I decided to throw in a bunch of characters I think you would like since I can’t make up my mind.

WARNING: fluff because just fluff

KALIM-

Kalim loves it when you both cuddle! He likes to play with your fingers at during that time to don’t ask why.

The only time you thought he wouldn’t need that much attention? Guess again he’s already on the floor begging for you to read him bed time stories.

Expect to sleep in one of those expensive enormous beds that would usually take up majority of the room but since he’s basically royalty..that don’t even take up half of the room.

CATER-

Ok so wait like Cater right. I like to think he actually lets his hair loose before going to bed and just a lil skin routine with face masks with you while taking pictures.

If you EVER go through that phone I can guarantee you will never be the same.

AZUL-

I feel like he wants to hold you in his arms all night because he’s scared of he ever lets go he won’t ever see you again.

You were truly his comfort and he would do anything for you so of course expect cuddles with him to be the best of the best.

JACK-

He likes that you see for who he is. Not just some giant intimidating guy but he also doesn’t mind that you see himself as a cute giant ball of fluff.

However please don’t tease him too much on the topic. He’s only letting this slide particularly because your his partner.

Don’t try to change my mind on how you could just be sleeping on his chest and then his tail starts to wrap around you. Fight me it won’t work.

IDIA-

I mean like your his s/o and everything but cuddling? Watch his hair turn into a different color.

He won’t be caught dead by Ortho when you both are cuddling. He knows that he respects space but also knows the little guy will try to snap some pictures in.

I feel like while cuddling you both would just be watching character build tutorials or just reviewing them over.

He won’t actually sleep because he feels so tense thinking things like “what if my breathing is bothering them?” “Does my body feel too hot or cold” “will they not want to cuddle with me anymore after this?”

Please reassure him that’s not the case at all for both of our sakes.

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glacecakes · 2 years

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Seeing from the Inside Out

“I feel like I’ve seen you before.”

A phrase uttered multiple times in their lives, Amphibia changed them and the world around them. Sometimes it's fun, sometimes it's uncomfortable. But it's always a reminder of the home they miss.

It's just a few outsider POV moments in time. I don’t really have much else to say.

Words: 2995

Frog show brainrot got me in a death grip Hello Amphibia fandom long time listener first time caller, I'm not thrilled with this piece but I need to get back into writing somehow. I am open to requests on tumblr and twitter! I am also looking for amphibia discord servers or gcs please. Please. no one understands my plight I NEED to talk about these three CONSTANTLY or i will EXPLODE

Fic under readmore!

“I feel like I’ve seen you before.”

Marcy lifted her head up from where she was neck deep in her sketchbook. The page was littered with drawings of Yunaan, Marcy trying to capture her fluidity as she faced her foes. It was a good practice in gestures, and it helped her remember what her friends looked like.

The voice in question was one of her classmates… Cecil, was it? No, Cece? They had math together. They stood in front of her desk, shadow just covering her drawings enough to obscure her vision.

“Well yeah, we go to the same school,” Marcy shrugged, confused.

“No no, I feel like I’ve seen you before.” They rested one hand on their elbow and the other on their face. “Like, online. Are you a twitch streamer?”

“Man, I wish.” Marcy snorted, going back to her sketch. Her fingers flexed around the pencil, swiping with the movement of the general’s tail. A remote job sounded perfect, honestly. To be able to live wherever she wanted with an independent income? Perfect for a hermit like her. After everything she’d been through, some peace and quiet and staying indoors would be welcome.

Plus, she thought bitterly, then I could live near Anne and Sasha again.

“Tiktok, then?”

“Nah,” Marcy scratched the pencil back and forth to draw Yunaan’s teeth. “The only social media I use is twitter and uh-” she paused, almost embarrassed. “Tumblr.”

“Well yeah, it’s the only good one left,” Cece grinned, sliding into the chair next to her, and the balloon of anxiety in her chest popped. “I really like your art. What’s it…” their eyes widened at the subject. “Oh yeah! You’re from LA, right? You must’ve seen some crazy stuff during the invasion!”

She paused mid sketch. The lead of her pencil broke.

The invasion. Right. Of course.

It’s hard to remember that everyone knows about Amphibia now. But no one knows what she personally went through, not here. The Core never stepped foot outside the castle, no, Andrias did all the talking. It was for the best though, it meant no one knew of the awful things she did, the mistakes she made…

The friends she lost…

No, it’s ok. Take deep breaths Marcy. You are not the Core, and the Core is not you. You even fought back! Helped save the planet! Well, not this one. But a planet. It was the mantra that Anne and Sasha always encouraged, anytime she brought up the sentiment.

“Yeah,” She finally managed a smile at Cece, though it was more of a grimace. “I didn’t see most of it, but… I saw enough.”

Both too much and not enough.

Cece’s smile dimmed, before shining even brighter. It looked like a lightbulb went off on top of their head. “I remember where I saw you!” They crowed, snapping their fingers.

“...You do?” Marcy hesitated to ask. From what? Anne was the one who got all the press, what with Sasha and Marcy too busy recovering from almost dying. She doesn’t think she’ll ever be okay with how Sasha just walked around with a third degree burn for like, half a day. Lucky Anne actually died so she was already all healed up.

That’s not to say they weren’t unknown, either. It wasn’t hard to connect the dots between Anne’s big fight with Andrias and her and Sasha’s disappearance. The few weeks she had in LA before moving proved that, and everyone at their highschool is apparently scared shitless of Anne and Sasha.

She was snapped out of her thoughts when Cece fished out their phone, tongue sticking out of their mouth as they typed in something and scrolled. “Aha!” With a flourish, a bright light nearly blinded her, and when her eyes adjusted…

“No. Way.”

Buzzfeed Unsolved: The Mysterious Disappearance of Boonchuy, Wu, and Waybright

“They made it a few years ago,” Cece said, handing the phone to Marcy. She turned on the subtitles, watching as the hosts bickered over whether or not her dad’s move was what triggered the disappearance, or just a coincidence. It never really occurred to her that their vanishing would be so… public. Then again, three teenage girls missing from the heart of LA would certainly give parents nearby a scare. Still, listening to how a stranger described her life prior to Amphibia was… jarring, to say the least.

She’s totally gonna send this to the girls.

“I guess like the one Australian family, yknow, never explained where they went or why? You did the same thing, huh. Disappeared off the face of the earth and then came back.” Cece said.

“Hehe, face of the Earth.”

“What?”

“Nothing!” Marcy handed the phone back. “Trust me, whatever they say in that video is wrong.”

“Whaaat?” Cece moaned. “Even the alien abduction?”

If anyone abducted anyone, it was me. “Yup. No aliens.”

“But we know aliens are real now! They tried to invade us!”

“Technically, those were from another dimension.” Marcy held up a finger. “That doesn’t exactly fit the category of aliens.”

“What would you call them then?” Cece crossed their arms on the chair, a playful smile on both their faces.

“I’d call them…” she looked down at the page, and smiled. “Friends.”

“I feel like I’ve seen you before.”

Sasha looked up from her notepad inquisitively to see the kid staring back at her. This internship was particularly rough, with a lot of troubled kids and not enough therapists to help. But Sasha was determined to connect any way she could, even just a little bit.

“Oh yeah?” She leaned forward, over her pen and pad to engage. “Where do you think you’ve seen me?”

The kid, Ben, made a face. “I dunno. You just look familiar.”

“Well, I did a few motivational speeches.” That’s an understatement. She was one of the youngest people ever invited to give a TedTalk about her time in Amphibia way back when. “Maybe your teacher shared them?”

His legs swung back and forth in time with the clock ticking above her office. Silence. That’s ok, some kids needed some time to think about their feelings. “Dunno. You just do.”

“Well, alright then, maybe a familiar face is one you feel safe to talk to.”

Ben frowned at that. “Familiar doesn’t mean safe.” A quick glance at his records: his dad was abusive and his mom had a restraining order. Right. Makes sense.

“Understandable. It takes time to earn trust, right? Well, we have some time.” After everything she’d been through, trust was hard-earned and long-kept. War formed bonds unbreakable, and while this kid hadn’t been through war, he knew how important trust was when you feel unsafe.

“When I was a little older than you,” Sasha offered, catching Ben’s eyes. “I went through some really rough stuff. I was the one who broke the trust of my friend, and she forgave me sooner than I forgave myself. I didn’t trust myself to be a good friend after that. But you know what she said?”

“What?”

“She said-”

Sasha didn’t get the chance to say what she said, because her door busts open.

The man at the door looked remarkably similar to Ben, with the same jaw shape and eye color. His glare pierced through Sasha, before settling on the kid who looked about ready to jump out the window. “Benjamin. I’ve been looking for you. Come on, we’re going home.” He moved forward to grab the kid, but Sasha stepped in almost immediately.

“I’m sorry,” her voice was saccharine, almost sickeningly sweet. “But I’m only allowed to let Ben leave with people approved on his sheet.”

The man scoffed. “I’m his father. I don’t need your damn approval.”

And well, Sasha could have guessed that. But the man clearly didn’t do his research, thinking she’d be a pushover, with how he tried to body her out of the way.

She’d dealt with much harder threats than some douche of a father. Her hand flew to his wrist, other arm grabbing him in a death grip.

“I don’t think you heard me,” her voice dropped. “Leave. Now.”

“Or what?” The man sneered. “You gonna fight me, little lady?”

She could practically see Grime cheering her to tear the bitch apart.

Faster than he could process, Sasha grabbed the window blind mechanism, and with an expert tug ripped it free. With a swoosh she brought the makeshift weapon into his leg with such a force that he staggered, yelling out. Once more she brought it down, this time on his back, sending him sprawling to the ground. It’s at this moment that her supervisor finally noticed that someone had gotten into the building, and was standing in her doorway with the security guard.

“Sasha! I-!” He cut off, staring down at the man groaning on the floor. “Oh. I see you have it covered.”

The security officer took Ben’s dad away, this violation definitely going on his record, hopefully to jail. She smirked, satisfied, before turning to see Ben absolutely starstruck. Her supervisor looked equally flabbergasted, no doubt confused as to where she learned to tear apart her enemies.

“...I work at the Renn Faire sometimes?”

“I feel like I’ve seen you before.”

“I get that a lot.”

Anne didn’t even bother to look up from where she was spritzing water into the enclosure. “And a little drink for you, Mr. Grime, yes!” She giggled quietly, puffing out her cheeks as the toad barely even reacted. Something about baby-talking the toads always made her crack up. Maybe it was because of the mental image of actual Grimes enjoying it? She always got a kick out of Sasha’s Grime Jr. posts, so it made sense. Girl dressed up that cat in everything.

(Now she’s got the mental image of the toad warrior in a fuzzy sweater. Hehehe.)

“No, seriously!” She finally turned to see her newest coworker, Jess, looking almost distraught. “Your name looked so familiar on the sheet. I swear, did we go to the same college?”

“Maybe?” Anne smirked, crossing her arms. She knew this song and dance. It was almost like an initiation at this point. Anytime she met someone new, they’d hem and haw over her, trying to figure out how they know her. And inevitably, eventually, the little lightbulb in their head would go off, and they’d remember her as the crazy wizard girl who blew up LA.

At first, it was miserable. It was like she couldn’t live a normal life. Granted, after everything, a normal life was never really in the question… or a normal afterlife, thanks Domino 3, Revenge of the Sith. Without fail, the first question was “Can you still do that?” And the answer was always no. Immediately after coming home she and the girls were whisked to a government hospital for testing and interviews, where it was confirmed that the stones dissolved into nothing with her old body, not even leaving a trace of their existence. All that remained was the tattoo of the music box that Sasha had gotten on her thigh.

Even if she secretly tried in private, channeling all of her energy and spirit into an attempt, she could never feel that same exhausting spark of power. It felt like the loss of the gems and her life left an empty void where once was a heart. Because without the gems, she’d lost so much.

Now that she’s older, and the pain is a little less sharp, she doesn’t cry herself to sleep over it, but it still stings. It stings every time someone asks.

The second question was then, “How did it happen?” And that part was more fun to tell. Everyone in the aquarium knew this exhibit was her brainchild, the higher ups actually asking her to design the exhibit based on her old home. When you’re the only person on the planet who’s been to the frog world, people will come to you for reference. And once they were satisfied, their curiosity sated, they’d never ask her a normal question again. Any dates were too starstruck, too invested in her past to care about her now. At any party she was the star, people trailing her for hours. And while she didn’t do them anymore, any interview was broadcasted everywhere with millions of views.

It took a lot of work from therapy to finally come to terms with it. Even if Anne was no longer the pushover she was as a kid, being the savior of Earth wasn’t a glamorous job, and she’d had to learn when to walk away. The desperation to return to normal meant she was more willing to push her limits when around new people, eager to make new connections to dull the ache of the ones she lost. But now that she was older, she wasn’t recognized nearly as often.

That didn’t mean she wasn’t unrecognized, though.

Because Jess lit up, and pulled out her phone. Yup, here it comes. “Okay,” Anne sighed. “You get three questions.” She braced herself.

“What?” Jess furrowed her brows.

“Yknow, about Amphibia.”

“What does that have to do with your Tiktok?”

A beat. “What.”

“Yeah, that’s where I saw you!” She passed the phone over. “You did a tiktok for the aquarium, right?” Sure enough, she’d totally forgotten about it. It was from last month, with Anne happily talking to the screen about newts. It was a pretty viral Tiktok too, with over a million views.

“I already knew about the whole,” Jess gestured to the exhibit. “You have your own wikipedia page, girl. And a blue checkmark. Of course I knew about that. But, like, all you do on twitter is post frogs?”

“I like my frogs,” Anne pouted.

“Well, yeah! That’s why you’re our resident frog lady,” Jess smiled.

“Huh,” Anne smiled. She made a good point. Yeah, sure, she did something big and important way back when, but that’s not all who she was, right? So much has changed since then. So why act like it’s all she’d ever do?

“You should use twitter for other stuff, though.”

“Never.”

It was dark when she got home, the last rays of the sun filtering in through the window. The lights were off, though it wasn’t particularly late, but she knew what that meant.

Dumping her keys into the bin, she trudged into the living room to find Sasha and Marcy huddled under a blanket, eyes glued to the screen. On it, a woman was trying on a dress, while her mother made an unhappy face. A plate of leftovers sat in Marcy’s lap, mostly untouched as the two were locked in vicious debate.

“She totally loves it!”

“Well she shouldn’t! It’s got feathers!” Sasha pointed wildly, as if that proved her point.

Marcy looked like she was trying not to laugh. “What’s wrong with feathers?”

“It’s a wedding dress!”

“What if I want to get married in feathers, huh? What are you gonna do about that?”

“I’ll pluck you, you little-”

“Scooch,” Anne called, wiggling her way in between and rearranging the blanket. Both girls brightened at her presence.

“Anne!” Marcy chimed, pressing a kiss to her cheek as she settled. “Would you get married to me if I wore feathers?”

She bit back a laugh at the shade Sasha was turning. “Oh totally, as long as I get to wear one of those duct tape dresses.”

“Absolutely the fuck not!” Sasha shrieked, grabbing a pillow to whack the two of them. Anne choked on her laughter, ducking to avoid a feathery death. “You’re gonna look Hop Pop dead in the eye and say you got married to us in duct tape?!”

“He’s an artist! He’d appreciate it!” Anne protested, grabbing another pillow with which to push Sasha onto the floor. They all collapsed into a heap, grinning as they gravitated towards one another, just like they’d always done. After all these years, she’ll never get enough of the warmth of her girlfriends against her.

“I got recognized today,” she said, in lieu of any conversation starter. The show carried on, forgotten. Distantly she could make out the titular phrase being uttered.

“Oh woah,” Marcy sat up. “That hasn’t happened in a while, huh?”

“How are you feeling?” Sasha asked.

“Honestly?” She smiled. “I’m ok with it now. I mean, high school was rough, you remember.” They both nodded. “And anytime we’d show like, how we changed in Amphibia, people would notice. And at first, I was maybe a bit… ashamed? I mean, we changed for the better, but-”

“But it was all people cared about,” Marcy agreed.

Anne nodded. “Right! But then like, it became a point of connection!” She gestured to Sasha. “I mean, you started working historical reenactments and Renaissance Fairs because of your sword skills!”

“And because it’s super hot,” Marcy nodded sagely. And she was right. Because Marcy was very smart.

“And now, it’s not the only thing we’re known for! And like,” her smile turned distant, almost bittersweet. “Amphibia will always be a part of us, and it will always be something we’re known for. But the changes we’ve made, the people we’ve become, we’re so much more than that. I know our families would be proud to see that.” She looked at them both. “I know I’m proud of us.”

“Aw, Anne!” Sasha whined, pulling her close. Marcy wrapped her arms around both of them, sandwiching her in a girlfriend pile. “You’re so sweet, you know that? We love you so much.”

“I love you too,” Anne laughed, and for a moment, she just relished in the hug. Sure, she’d always be talking about Amphibia. If getting recognized on the street meant she could remember the family she missed so dear, that wasn't half bad. It changed her life. But she’d changed her life in so many other ways, they all had. For the better.

She couldn’t wait to see how they’d change next.

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