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old-lorarri · 7 months

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꒰꒰ ‧₊˚𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑 ─ 𝐂𝐋𝟏𝟔 ˚₊· ꒱꒱

─ summary . . . ❨ head engineer and a verstappen clearly is a winning combination as max's younger win attracts potential suitors but is shut down before his special day what a present ❩ ─ pairing . . . ❨ charles leclerc x fem! verstappen! twin! head engineer! reader ❩ ─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩ ─ author note . . . . ❨ wooow happy birthday, my fav depressed ferrari driver so this idea I have actually had for a while and the fact I forgot it was charles special day may have motivated me to do it but anyway enjoy! ❩

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yourinstgaram

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yourinstgaram my team, my family, all these years I have been apart of this team have been amazing and full of so many good memories that I feel the least that I could do is help gift you another well deserved championship congrats to everyone on all of our hard work paying off and bring on next year!

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user Max and Y/N carries Red Bull 💀

user as a merc fan I can proudly say I'm in love with Y/N ⤷ user FR MERC WE NEED Y/N ON OUR TEAM SO TOTO AND ADMIN DO YOUR THING Y/N 2024 ⤷ redbullracing not a chance 😍 ⤷ user admin really said absoulety fucking not 😭😭

user Unstoppable 👏

user Max can be top 3 wins of all time by the end of the year too. Crazy liked by yourinstagram

user Max and Y/N are in a league of there own

user why is charles in the likes I thought he hated her? ⤷ user girl he liked he didn't ask for her hand in marriage or something ⤷ user just saying...it's kinda werid ⤷ user okay but ross in the likes as well

user omg she absolutely killed it

user if I ever meet Y/N in real life I would die happily

user congrats queen we are so proud of you!!!

user i love seeing her thrive

user behind every good team is a badass woman

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yourinstgaram . 2hrs ago

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram words can't describe how happy I am right now, from talking about you winning a championship with a car designed by me when we were kids to you winning three. I am truly in awe of you Max (even though you hold the fact you are 13 minutes older over my head like a dog with a bone) congrats to my twin my other half (and equally as good half) cant wait to watch you win again with my car next year!

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user this sibling duo >>

victoriaverstappen Congrats guys!!! ❤️🏆🦁

user CONGRATULATIONS!!! 👑👑👑

user Your name is already written in gold Y/N

user Copy and paste for 2024, 2025 and on and on and on!

user HOW BOUT THAT?? SIMPLY LOVELY 🔥🔥

user DU DU DU DU, Y/N VERSTAPPEN ⤷ user DU DU DU DU, MAX VERSTAPPEN ⤷ user DU DU DU DU, CHAMPS VERSTAPPENS

user 3 In a row congratulations girl well deserved, next we go for fourth🔥🔥

user This is Red Bull ‘eritage!

user Coming from a Hamilton fan, I take my hat off to Y/N and Max, they have been absolutely phenomenal, truly one of the best drivers and engineers we’ll ever see. Congrats to the redbullracing team and maxverstappen1 yourinstagram and their supporters, well deserved guys!🤝🏽

user 🏆🏆🏆

user okay charles I see you...two in a row your on thin ice buddy one more like and people are gonna think you are falling for the enemy

user Have a great weekend redbull fans ❤️

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yourinstagram and charles_leclerc . 2hrs ago

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yourinstagram happy birthday to my sworn enemy and the love of my life

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🏎️ anon ─ saw ur requests were open and i couldn't help myself 🤭 maybe smth w charles and max’s sister!reader? or a wolff!reader? kind of like a secret relationship and enemies to lovers all combined - and smau wld be awesome! where they’re been soft-launching and generally sending f1 twt up in flames and then charles j gets jealous of someone flirting w her and hard launches cause he can’t take it anymore 😭 also can i be 🏎️ anon? :)

@raizelchrysanderoctavius ─ Verstappen!reader, reader is max twin Jos dream is for max to be world champion, so yn dream is to help max to achieve this So yn study hard so she can make a car that will help max win every race to be world champion Yn work for Red Bull and head engineer or something, design the car that Red Bull use

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palskippah · 11 months

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Hi! You saw preg Bowuigi, but may I present to you… preg Mareach ✨

The thought won't leave my mind after I mindlessly drew Mario asking Luigi how is it to be pregnant and then it escalated from there 😔

So! Here's some headcanons (that you can find too in the drawings) for this:

-Mario and Luigi's mamma and uncle are twins, so they have this 'twin gene', and it just so happens that Mario got twins first try and Luigi didn’t.

-Mario has thoughts when seeing his bro expecting, he develops a serious case of baby fever that he refuses to tell anyone about. Like he catches himself thinking about him and Peach expecting and her acting in the overly attentive way that Bowser does, or thinking of a tiny blonde baby with a button nose and blue-sky eyes. He feels a bit guilty about these thoughts.

-Luigi eventually pries the information out of Mario and tries to convince him to talk to Peach about it, that she’d be understanding even if she doesn’t like the idea. Mario’s stubborn and just doesn’t and feels bad for wanting a baby too just because his bro is going to have one.

-To Mario’s surprise (and relief) it’s Peach who mentions the idea of having children (he feels a bit embarrassed that she easily used the exact words he scolded himself for: “I want a baby”), so they shyly entertain the idea. And they decide they'd like to be parents in the future.

-When Magma (that's the Bowuigi baby's name!) grows and gets to the toddler stage, Mario finally decides that they could start trying.

-(Corny and I pulled this from Deadpool 2 but) He gives the 'green light' to Peach as a sort of anniversary gift and she's so happy she jumps in place and holds him to her chest and rambles about what to name the baby and how they'd look and what they'll do together and– Mario jokingly reminds her that first she's gotta put a baby in him for that to happen.

-Luigi is really excited when Mario and Peach tell him that they’re expecting. He hugs them both and says he can’t wait to finally be an uncle, and that they’ll be great parents.

-Luigi spoils his bro the same way Mario did with him when he was expecting Magma, like baking him treats and his favorite foods whenever they’re at their house and overall being a very good bro.

-Soon Peach arranges a room to make a nursery and plans how it’ll be.

-When they discover it's twins she makes arrangements again to adapt it for two babies, assigning a color to each baby’s things, because she thinks that Mario and Luigi having their signature colors is adorable.

-When they’re back from the doctor after discovering they’ll have twins, they’re both happily thinking about two children. Peach of snuggly wrapped little babies with round noses and brunette hair, and Mario for some reason thinks of two blonde toddlers with matching hats and blue overalls.

-Mario's belly looks big soon and Peach is over the moon because he's so round and handsome.

-He's so shaped.

-Due to almost all of the Mushroom Kingdom citizens being small Mario often loses sight of them, especially when talking to toads. They love to stand close and right in front of him, even if Mario tells them to stand at his side so he can see them. Mario's pretty sure not even the toads can see him over his belly and yet they don't listen.

-Mario lives at Peach's castle but he and Luigi still kinda often stay at their own little house at the outskirts of Toad Town. Luigi sometimes goes by himself or brings some of his children. They like to have some kind of peace apart from their families and the royalness of it all. (Thinking about the fact that Bowser went on a vacation by himself as Junior said once in a game sjdks)

-Peach is very excited for the babies and she always asks for permission to caress his belly and to hold it and to kiss it. She talks a lot to the babies too, even at times holding very long one-sided conversations with them while Mario listens in with an absolutely besotted smile.

-Many nights, when Mario's sprawled on his side with his arms in weird positions and snoring away and Peach's at his back holding him, she mumbles on and on sweet words to her children and her boyfriend, and holds Mario closely.

-Ever since they know he's expecting, Peach randomly suggests baby names to Mario, who shakes his head or actually explains why he doesn't like them. She suggests one day a couple of names just for funsies and to her surprise Mario loves them.

-Peach leaves their bed very early to focus on her royal duties all morning, while Mario's asleep almost until midday surrounded by an insane amount of red and pink pillows.

-Peach eats red power up mushrooms to be able to easily carry Mario around when he gets too tired, that way she doesn't get tired either.

-Late on Mario gets the 'pregnancy brain', he forgets things and sometimes does stupid stuff. Once at their house he dropped a fork, and since it never crossed his mind to ask for help or pick another one from the kitchen cabinet, he ended up stuck in a crouch when trying to reach it, yelling for Luigi to come help him up.

-Donkey Kong and Mario are mean besties, and DK often teases Mario and vice versa. Like DK purposefully drops something and asks in a faux nice voice for Mario to pick it up for him, then does the laugh™ as Mario stares at him unamused.

-DK used to (gently) push Mario to sit in soft furniture and laugh at him for getting stuck. Mario would sulk and cross his arms over his belly until the stupid monkey dignified himself to help him up. Until DK did it one day that Mario had been particularly tired about the pregnancy, and besides the usual reaction he also got misty-eyed and his lower lip wobbled. DK freaked out and couldn't figure out how to console him as Mario silently cried. Peach almost obliterated DK on the spot when she caught them.

-Since then DK isn't as mean with Mario until the babies are born weeks later. Also, he's a bit terrified of Peach now.

-Magma, who's still a toddler, often asks her uncle-mama when the babies are going to come out of his belly so she can meet them.

-They have twin girls! They're identical when they're babies and kids but when they grow older they have more noticiable differences (like height, same as Mario and Luigi and their mom and uncle)

-They’re Nettarina and Mariella. Sadly I don’t care how silly the names are, I like them and so does Mario aksjdksajd

-Mario has strong genes so their babies look a lot more like him than Peach (who’s glad, because she wanted to have two mini Marios!), although he hoped they’d look more like her.

-Mario is already fat and he gets even fatter with the pregnancy.

-The girls (and Magma too) speak fluent italian and english.

And that’s what I have so far! I know i missed some characters that I could have mentioned like Daisy or Toad and others, but maybe I’ll think of them too for another post c:

I hope you liked them, and if you have any other ideas or headcanons feel free to share them, I’d love to know!

#super mario bros #mareach #princess peach #mario mario #mario #princess toadstool #mpreg #fankids #my art #HI this is a repost that can be rebbloged and it'll stay in your blog sjdksjd th original will be here in the blog too #but it got a content warning #so pls reblog this one so you can still view it in your own blog!#mareach fankid

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aaron-m-geist-ff · 2 months

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NOT EVEN GONNA LIE ZODIAC ASKS ARE SUCH A COOL IDEA!!! 😭 AFTER STALKING YOUR PROF- AHEM SORRY- READING YOUR WORK- couldn't resist the irresistible energy to toss my hat into the ring *wink wonk*. A-KNEE-WAYZ we're twinning- I'm a gemini tooo 🤭🔫 and honestly I would love something fluffy (tho I wouldn't say no to some smut either teeheee) life's been stressful lately :(( I'm pretty new to the fandom so I'm rather curious to see what you'll give me 👀...OH and I use she/they pronouns :))

PS: May I ask you what your favorite flower is?

PPS: Your writing is phenomenal, imma go stalk your ao3 later

Signed,

Your newest supporter.

Omg your ask made me smile so much because of how absolutely unhinged it is 😂you can stalk me all you want! And I could already tell you were a Gemini just from the first sentence 🤣A-KNEE-WAYZ, I will give you what you want now!

Ps: I like white daisies and any red flower ☺️

Pps: thank you for supporting me so strongly, twin!🩷💅🏻

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You got…🥁🥁🥁

Satoru Gojo!

“Oh my god!! And then, you will never believe what happened next, my co-worker actually told me that her step daughter got cheated on! Isn’t that crazy?! I was so shocked, clutching my pearls and everything!” You continued to ramble on and on about one of your crazy stories.

Gojo sat there with his blindfold on, taking a sip of his soda as he listened patiently.

“Satoru, are you even listening to me?” You stopped telling your story all of a sudden to ask the question.

“Am I talking too much?” You asked. You were beginning to feel insecure. In the past, people used to straight up start ignoring you because of how much you talked. You really valued your boyfriend’s opinion of you and didn’t want him to end up disliking you for some reason. You couldn’t hide the concerned look on your face.

Gojo chuckled.

“Nah, baby. Talk all you want. I’m listening~”

He sounded so fucking dominant when he said that. It actually made your cheeks start to heat up. You weren’t one to get flustered easily, but having Gojo order you to talk more did stupid things to your Gemini brain.

Gojo smirked when he saw your blush. He rested his chin on his hand, leaning back on the couch.

“In fact…Come sit on my lap while you continue that story of yours.”

Gojo’s voice was so attractive to you. It made you nervous. And the idea of sitting on his lap made your heart do a flip in your chest. As a Gemini, you have a tendency to be a little too flighty. Your mind is often all over the place. Gojo enjoys being your anchor.

You sat on his lap, facing him as you straddled him. Your cheeks were flushing so much out of embarrassment. You swallowed thickly, wrapping your arms around Gojo’s neck.

“Right…So, anyway…W-where was I in the story? I think I lost my train of thought-“ you stuttered.

Gojo’s large hands moved to grip your ass. He squeezed it casually.

“Your co-worker’s step daughter got cheated on and you clutched your imaginary pearls,” he said with a short laugh.

You giggled, trying to ignore the arousal flowing through you.

“Y-yeah! Sounds about right!” You chirped cheerfully. It made you really happy that Gojo remembered those little details. He seemed to pay attention to you just like he promised. It made your heart feel warm to be appreciated in such a way.

_____

“Ha…Y-yes…Right there, Satoru-“

You moaned quietly, your face pressed into Gojo’s neck as you rode his cock. You could feel the tip pressing into your special spot, sending little shocks of pleasure through you.

“And what happened next in the story?” Gojo teased lowly, uttering the words right beside your ear.

You whined. “Satoruuu! I can’t….ha, fuck… I can’t talk-“

You were always quite vocal during sex, and how could you not be?? Gojo fucked you too well. He chuckled at your pathetic response.

“Oh? My little Gemini can’t talk anymore? Must feel really intense, babe.”

Gojo gripped your hips as he began to fuck you from below, pushing his cock up into your tight entrance. He moaned under his breath, getting lost in the feeling as he thrusted roughly without any hesitation.

“Fuck…Gonna fill you up, princess.”

#satoru gojo smut #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru headcanons #satoru gojo x female reader #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo #gojo x you #gojo smut #satoru smut #imagines #headcanons #gojo #satoru #gemini

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rosesvioletshardy · 1 year

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cowboys need love too - r.a.

authors note: okay so i had this idea at work and decided to go with it or else i'll regret it

i legit cried while writing this so i hope you all like it this is my first time writing again since october

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rhett masterlist

warnings: mention of injuries, trauma, post partum depression, pregnancy, kids, angst (i guess) but mainly fluff, some suggestive stuff but just a little at the end

no use of y/n, but she / her pronouns are used

# of words: 2,088

*italics are flashbacks*

Silence.

That’s all Rhett heard when he woke up. There wasn’t a sound to be heard in his room. Something he still wasn’t used to since moving from Wabang to Cheyenne.

He was used to hearing the voice of his mother calling him and everyone else for breakfast in the morning, his father’s anger while talking on the phone or informing his wife about what was in the newspaper that he didn’t like.

Looking around, he could see the sun peeking out from the curtains and the other side of his bed empty before getting out and seeing the two cribs empty as well. If he would’ve told his 15 year old self that he would be married to the love of his life with twin daughters, he wouldn’t have believed him. Even now at almost 29 years old he still couldn’t believe it. After everything that happened with the Tillerson’s, all charges against were dropped and he decided he needed to renew his life while he still could. He remembers the day he told you he wanted to marry you and leave after finishing a ride. As much as he loved his family, he knew that it would be best for him to not be caught up in any mess in Wabang.

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“What did you just say?” you questioned, making sure you heard him say what he said

“Marry me.” he let out once more.

“I know this is all of a sudden and I don’t exactly have ring yet but-” he tried to finish before you interrupted him

“Yes” you responded while smiling before he let out a sigh of relief, pulling you in to kiss him

“And I don’t care if you don’t have a ring, I don’t need one to prove you’re mine forever” you told him as you pulled away to hug him, making sure you were careful of his shoulder after he injured it again. He laughed because he already knew he was going to get you the ring that you deserved.

“Wait, but what about your family? I don’t want them to think it’s because of me” you mentioned as he shook his head

“They knew for a while now, especially with everything, that I wanted to leave but never had a reason too until you came along. From the moment we met, I told my mom that I was going to marry you and that I was going to move out. Looking back at it now, I’m glad that 17 year old me was that delusional and that it came true” he laughed out, his hand caressing the side of your face and wiping away a tear that had fallen

“What happened to my strong cowboy who was scared to admit that he was in love with me after our first date?” you joked making him laugh

“Well, he got some sense knocked into him after getting thrown off a few bulls and hit upside the head by his older brother.” he smiled

“And don’t worry about Amy," he stated, already reading your mind

"I know she’s going to miss us that’s why I promised her that we’ll visit from time to time and that her favorite aunt will get to have a girl’s day with her” he added on knowing how much Amy loved you, even more than her uncle Rhett (which he won’t admit hurt him a little but he’s glad she has someone to look up to with her mother still missing)

“Well then, what are you waiting for cowboy? Let’s get hitched” you said, taking his hat on his head and placed it on top of yours making him groan

“You’re going to be the death of me woman, and if that’s the case, I hope I die a happy man” making you laugh as you pulled his (good) arm and heading back to his truck

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Snapping out of his memories, he got out of bed, stretching and taking a moment to himself before heading downstairs to find you and your daughters. He was still in shock that he was a father. Just like marrying you, he didn’t think that it would happen. The three positive pregnancy tests in your hand as you left the bathroom smiling with tears in your eyes, making him smile uncontrollably as the two of you hugged each other. He never admitted to you that he was terrified about being a father, let alone to twins, but with reassurance and talks with a therapist, he was ready. You knew that he was scared, had trauma from growing up and realized, even though his father loved him, he didn’t want to end up like Royal and put his kids through the same thing. As soon as he moved out, he started to see a therapist as much as he could and he never regretted it. He wanted his daughters, and even his future kids, to know that he loves them and wants them to be open to him about anything.

The two of you had a great support system throughout the entire 9 months. Perry finding any of Amy’s old baby clothes and giving it to you, Royal making matching cribs for them, Cecilia offering any form of support from tips on morning sickness to being with you whenever Rhett had a rodeo and making sure you didn’t do anything that Rhett didn’t want you to do and helped you through a tough delivery.

“Look who’s finally awake” he heard a voice he recognized as his wife’s, as he turned around to see you, still wearing his shirt, carrying your 6 month old twins.

“There are my 3 beautiful girls” he smiled as walked over to give each of the twins a kiss on the head, before kissing you on the lips a little longer before being interrupted by the oldest twin whining for his attention making you two laugh.

“Okay my fussy girl, here we go” he spoke, voice still laced with sleep and his usual western voice, taking her out of your left arm and blowing a raspberry on her open neck causing her to laugh and him smile. Other than your voice and the sounds you make, both of his daughter's laughter was one of his favorite things in the world.

“Both of them have been changed and fed and we were just letting you get some rest knowing that you’ve been doing so much recently” you told him as you both walked downstairs

“Darlin’ you didn’t have to. Remember, we’re a team and we do everything together” he said while taking your hand into his, a perfect fit he always thought

“Baby,” you started as you both set the girls down in their play pens as you went to turn the coffee on for him

“You just got back from a week long rodeo-”

“Last week I came back” he added as you gave him a look, letting you to continue

“I can tell your shoulder has been bothering you and that back hurts as well. Just because we’ve been together for years now, doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten about everything. I know usually after a bad rodeo, your left shoulder tends to hurt a bit when you hold one of the girls and you’ll switch arms after a couple of minutes just like you did not too long ago.” you mentioned, knowing that you were right

“You deserve to rest. After they were born, you did so much for me. You went out of your way to make sure I still felt like the woman you fell in love with before they came along and were reassuring me about everything, even during the 9 months, from the moment we found out. You were always getting up in the middle of the night for my weird cravings and were still making sure I was eating right. You canceled anything you had to do just so you could come to the ultrasound appointments. Your mom told me that you would listen to their heartbeats from a voice memo before you went to sleep when your dad needed help with the pasture for the weekend to ease your anxiety knowing you were only 2 hours away and that I was safe. You keep different pictures of us everywhere; one in your vest when you ride, one in your sun visor in your truck, one in your hat, and a whole album in your phone dedicated to from the moment we found out to now. You were always lifting my bump to ease the pressure off of me and made sure I was on bed rest. ”

at this point, rhett could feel everything he was holding in about to let go, but letting you continue before he crashed

“When my postpartum depression was at its worst, you spoke with my doctor and made sure I was consistently loved and that everything wasn’t going to be perfect all the time” you said, your hand reaching up to wipe away a tear that escaped his eye

“You stayed home with them and reassured me everything was alright the first time I went back to work and gave me updates all the time about everything.” you smiled

“You make me calm when my anxiety gets bad every time we’re away from them, telling me that they’re safe and with people we trust the most.”

“Rhett James Abbott, you are the best father in the world and you need to know that it’s okay to want to be loved too. You need to be taken care of too. Not just me, not just the girls, but you too. I can see it in your eyes and the way you push off everything to make sure we’re rested and taken care of, but you need to realize that you need rest too.” you finished.

“Do you remember the first thing you told your mom after you met me?” you asked him and he nodded knowing that his mother told her months into their relationship

“You told her, “I met this girl and ‘m going to marry this girl. She’s way out of my league, but she makes me feel like I'm cloud nine and ’m going to marry her someday” and how Perry laughed at you for knowing he was in the same position before.” you said making him chuckle and nod

“That’s how I feel. How I still feel. I feel calm and safe. From the moment we wake up, to the moment we sleep. You’re my safe place, you make me feel so loved. You remember all the little details about me that I’m sure people would’ve forgotten after I’ve told them. You make feel like I falling in love with you all over again”

At this point Rhett couldn’t hold back his tears any longer and let them out. You let him cry into your neck, not even caring about the mess. He had never felt this much relief in his life, not even when he talked to his therapist. He knew he was never a bad person, even back in Wabang when he’d get arrested for bar fights or peeing on a cops car. He felt like all the weight that he’s been carrying on his shoulders, had been lifted off of him.

Pulling away, you wiped his tears away before kissing him, tasting the small remains of his salty tears.

“There’s the handsome cowboy I fell in love with” you whispered, pushing his hair behind his ears

“I love you and the girls so much.” he whispered before giving you a small peck on the head

“Thank you for everything. I don’t think anyone’s ever said that to me. And I didn’t even realize how much I’d been holding back--” “It’s okay baby.”

“Whatever you have planned for today, cancel it. I just wanna be with you and the girls.” he said looking over at them smiling and cooing at each other as if they’re talking and playing with the toys with them before giving you a kiss on the lips

That’s exactly what you did, you both put your phones on do not disturb and took the girls and your dog, dusty, out for a walk, obviously you putting on pants and him a shirt on. Taking advantage of the nice weather that was displayed currently in Cheyenne before ending the night with the girls in bed and him taking you to bed and showing you how much he loves you.

#i'm sorry if this sucked #i haven't written in a while #rhett abbott imagine #rhett abbott x reader #rhett abbott x female reader #rhett abbott fanfiction #rhett abbott fic #rhett abbott angst #rhett abbott fluff #rhett abbott #lewis pullman

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yanban-san · 1 year

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The whack a mile analogy got me thinking, the twins go on a date at a carnival and for whatever reason the two get highly competitive. First as a friendly joke but then they get serious serious. Darling is just “Wow Ingo great aim!!!” and Ingo turns to Emmet with a smirk and Emmets smile tightens. When darling applauds because emmet is faster at whack a mole his smile is blindingly bright and smug and Ingos pulls his hat down “Because his light was leaking too much for their dearest, not because he didn’t want to see that smug face.”

The carnival was certainly amusing, they supposed. The twin demons didn't seem to be particularly interested in any one thing- The rides were, they supposed, enjoyable- To humans. Roller coasters and the strange rides that gently spun you in the air- Only served to give them future ideas. The entire time the three of you rode the roller coaster, Ingo's mind was consumed with thoughts of taking you through the air so gently in his claws- Resting you on clouds, perhaps- tumbling through the air with you in his embrace-! And although you did enjoy the rides, you were more enamored with the adorable mareeps and wooloos and furfrows at the petting zoo that had set up alongside the fair. Strangely most of the adorable pokemon grew tense when you approached- With your darling boyfriends on either side of you. "Isn't she adorable? Her wool is so soft!" You asked, gently squishing the soft, soft fur of the wooloo as it bleated happily in your embrace- It's eyes darted between the two imposing figures hovering over your shoulders.

"Yes. I suppose it is." Emmet bent down and reached his hand out to stroke the little creature- And the Wooloo snuggled into your embrace, away from the Station Master- Before realizing there was another Station Master who looked far more intimidating on the other side of you as well. Emmet's eyes fell in frustration, his smile betraying his annoyance and his- slight sadness. The majority of pokemon were skittish around them, for some reason. The wooloo didn't feel anything particularly bad from your beloved boyfriends, just- something wrong- Ominous. Ingo moved silently closer to you. Crouching down alongside you, hand on your back while you balanced yourself precariously on the balls of your feet. Emmet sighed, watching the interaction unfold.

You were no stranger to frightened pokemon- And you knew how intimidating the Subway Bosses could be! That was all. The pokemon were simply scared of them, that was all.

"Here, Emmet! Offer her some corn instead. She's probably frightened of you a little bit..." You turned to Ingo. "You too, Ingo- She's just a little intimidated, is all."

Emmet and Ingo both took small cups of the grain- And knew what the reaction of such a cute, small, and pathetically weak pokemon would be. It ran from the three of you, to the far side of the pen, where it stayed.

"She's probably just... jittery?" You sighed in frustration, pouting. Your poor boyfriends- Why were all the cute pokemon so terrified of them?

Ingo stared down at the lambs running around their pen. "Probably. Do not fret, Love. Most pokemon do not like our company."

Emmet leaned over your shoulder, a soft smile on his face. "Yes, do not worry, Darling. We are used to it. Please- Pet the sheep to your heart's content. Brother and I are just happy to watch you- To be with you."

You blushed at his sweet remark, Ingo suddenly bending over to place a kiss on your forehead in an unusual gesture- "Yes, dear. Please, enjoy yourself."

You bent down closer and gave another sheep a hug and smooch, eliciting a cute baa from it. Emmet's eyes didn't leave you- Studying the cute face you made. "She's so soft-!" You remarked, squishing the wool on the sheep- Certainly, Emmet thought, though not softer than him. Ingo kept his eyes over the crowd. He disliked large gatherings like this, out in broad daylight- Too many things prowling about, the heat too intense for your head- The way several humans had looked at you lecherously- It set off his possessiveness, tinged with nerves, and he caught himself several times trying to shield you, hide you away in the shadows of his coat- And perhaps a few degenerate people simply disappeared, like soap bubbles caught on the wind.

You continued to pet the sheep, unaware of your boyfriend's growing- and to them, at least slightly justified- paranoia. The soft expression you adopted, the smile you wore on your face- It stirred their hearts possessively. Ingo watched raptly as he leaned over to look at you- No, the wooloo, of course-!

Though, despite his best efforts... He couldn't keep his eyes off you.

"Daarling, I want to hug you." Emmet whined, his expression softening. You turned to face him, having let go of the sheep. "Of course,-" And before you could even finish the sentence or stand up, you were swept up in the arms of the Station Master- His teeth barred together in an aggressive smile as he pulled you into his embrace.

"Em-Emmet," You spoke, muffled into his chest-

"Emmet," Ingo began, giving his brother a glare- A warning glare, at that- Emmet's smile held too many teeth, his eyes flickering with the faintest glimmer of a light in his eyes-

Emmet smiled turned sheepish, letting you go with a hint of a mischievous laugh- And took your right hand in his, leaving your left free for his brother.

Hands locked with hands, your dear twin beloveds guided you through the rest of the petting zoo and back to the rest of the Castelian Carnival; Enjoying rides and eating delicious sweets- Emmet somehow devoured a massive, deluxe sized cotton candy on his own, and Ingo tried to only pick at yours- looking at it longingly from time to time as the sugar dissolved in his mouth.

It was strange, you noted- When they took your hands, how no one seemed to notice you or them, or commented on the fact that the legendary Bosses of the Unovan Transit System were glued to your sides, holding your hands and watching you intently- Stealing every sort of little kiss and touch they could from you, their darling little sweetheart! It was enough to make you blush that they were so forward in public, but they assuaged you- Promising you, strangely, that not to worry- No one would notice you with them, so please- Just let them hold you, let them touch you-! It barely registered to you that such a thing should not have been promisable in the first place; Or would it? You'd stop to think about it only for Ingo to suddenly pull you in for a light kiss, or Emmet would squeeze you against him tightly- And what else was there to think about aside from the sudden thudding of your heart and the warmth spreading across your whole form as you blushed at their ministrations?

And then came games. You were, at first, not terribly interested in them- You knew how carny games were so often rigged against the player, seeming so easy yet in actuality, much of it came down to luck and chance, rather than any sort of skill.

This, of course, naturally infuriated your darling boyfriends when you informed them of why you weren't particularly eager to play- So they asked you, please, to try one- A cute Gible plushie would be your reward for a simple ball toss game-! If you could win. Finally, you relented.

You chucked a ball half-heartedly towards the center goal-

Only for it to bounce perfectly into your chosen target.

You blinked in amazement. Ingo clapped behind you. "Bravo! If you can do that just a few more times, Love- The little Dragon fluff will be yours!"

You smiled at your love's enthusiasm, though certainly- this was just another one of your strange bouts of good luck you had, right?

And the next ball hit the target.

And the next one did.

The carney watched wide-eyed and amazed that you managed to get four of the five balls dead center- Surely the fifth one would miss...? That Gible plushie was expensive.

The carney gave you your fifth ball- Rough and knicked up and springy and sure to fall far off course and leave you with the taste of a victory-turned-defeat in your mouth- At the very least, he could probably drag a few more games out of you and your companions. You would get so close, why not try again-?

You turned the ball round in your hand, Emmet and Ingo eying it with a glint- Such a vile way of tricking you, they felt. Trickery was only for making your life easier- Not for making it more difficult. And the two watched it as you went to pitch it- Actually putting effort into it, your face contorted in concentration and betraying just how much effort you were putting into acquiring the prize.

And you threw it, watching it fly-

On course! Landing firmly in the center target, making a loud clop as the target spot lit up in congratulations. The carney's smile was strained in annoyance- You didn't have any pokemon with you, so he couldn't even blame it on a psychic type intervening...

Emmet and Ingo both clapped behind you. "Verry good, Darling!" "Bravo!" You smiled at them bashfully, the carney's expression turning to annoyance as the three of you walked off with his best top-shelf prize.

You were a little more than amazed yourself- Walking away proudly with the life-size plushie of the Sinnohin Dragon under your arm- Your two boyfriends asking over and over if you did not need them to carry it for you? You cuddled it annoyingly, and it occupied both of your arms.

Maybe they should not have let you won it so easily-

"Is there anything else that catches your interest, Darling?" Emmet asked, leaning over your shoulder-

You looked over several of the other game stands. Most offered plushes, toys- Nothing too fancy, but entertaining for children, at least.

Until-

You saw the Whack-a-Patrat stand had an absolutely gorgeous Gracidea pin on display in a glass case- On the top prize shelf-

For a dual contest. Both contestants had to score a certain amount of points, and then it would go to whoever got more points.

You stared at the beautiful flower pin- Even if flowers weren't normally your thing, this was beautiful. Crafted from fine cut glass, elegant barely began to describe it. "Crafted by an artisan from the Lostlorn forest, dontcha know." The carney drawled in some heavy accent- Solaceon, perhaps?

Emmet and Ingo exchanged glances; A shared glint between their silver eyes. Ingo paid for the round, chucking a mallet at Emmet, who caught it forcefully. "Shall we, brother?" He asked, maintaining his perfect-as-ever posture. His eyes settled on you for a moment as he adjusted his hat. "Do not worry, Love. If that pin is what you want, then you will have it."

You blushed at your boyfriends endearing proclamation- Not that you expected them to win, or anything-

Until the round started.

Emmet moved first, smacking down patrat after patrat with marked aggression and speed-

"Wow, you're really fast, Emmet!"

Ingo's frown stiffened as Emmet smiled with swelling pride at your praise- All of the patrats had already been knocked down on his side.

"Ingo-wait, did you- Did you already... knock down them all?" You asked, waiting for the count-down timer to start the next round...

"Er, Yes-" He returned, fidgeting with the edge of his hat over his eyes-

"That's incredible!" You cheered- Staring up at him with your oh so beautiful eyes, sparkling so prettily in the sunlight-

"You two do your best!" You cheered to your boyfriends. The demons immediately took your words to heart. Which one of them could- Would be- The one to present you with that pretty gem that caught your eye?

Between the two of them it was difficult for you to keep up with their movements- Emmet moved so blindingly fast, his arms appearing like a white blur over the table- Ingo, on the other hand, moved just as fast but far more gracefully. The patrats descending as quickly as they arose on his side of the table, and the points counter steadily rose on both sides- Emmet's over Ingo's score, Ingo overtaking Emmet... A few people gathered to watch as the patrat whacking game increased in intensity- The Subway Bosses moving deftly and powerfully as they bashed in the heads of the squeaky toys quicker than they seemed to be capable of rising. The Carney was even scratching his head at one point, the score having risen to one of the highest he'd ever seen- Near a thousand points. Even competitive whack-a-patrat players- Would usually score around 800-900 points- And the pin's prize limit was somewhere between 600 and 700.

Their intensity only increased. Emmet's smile split aggressively, His jagged teeth digging into his lower set as he turned his eyes away for a brief second to glare at his brother- Why couldn't he just let him have this-! And-

Ding!

The timer went off, the patrats descended from being brutally thrashed, and Emmet and Ingo both looked up-

985 on Emmet's side, and-

984 on Ingo's.

"Of course I would beat you, brother- Hey, Ow!" You looked over to see Ingo had pulled Emmet's hat down over his brow- bopping him lightly on the head.

"It's not good to gloat after winning, brother." Ingo stated- The carney of course, offered him the pretty glass Gracidea pin- Which was presented to you happily as Emmet delicately placed it in your hair, gently running his hand through your hair.

"Verrrrrry pretty, Love. It looks verry nice in your hair."

You smiled happily, turning to flash the pin. "Thank you, Emmet," You squeaked in surprise as he pulled you close, planting a kiss on your head as his fingers combed through your hair obsessively. "Mm. You are verrry welcome, little Love."

Emmet stared happily- It certainly wasn't as pretty as his feather in your hair... and it didn't glitter like one of the jeweled gifts he'd gotten you before...

But you liked it. That was what was important- And you looked so bashful, letting him seat it in your hair.

You all headed away, leaving the crowd and carney still slightly amazed and confused at the sheer speed of the game that had just transpired. Though as you went to inspect a map, trying to determine where to go next- Ingo trailed behind you, and Emmet suddenly fell back as well- With you still engrossed in the map.

Emmet looked at his brother, his smile shortening on his face, becoming a tense, angry frown.

"Why did you do that?" He hissed.

Ingo looked over at his brother, still maintaining his perfect pose. "Why did I do what?"

Emmet pouted. "Oh, don't play such a game with me, Brother."

Ingo coughed into his hand. "Shiny things like that are better suited for you to give to her, brother."

"You let me win for that?"

"Is that a problem...?"

"You should show her more affection, Brother. You are too reserved."

Emmet continued on, stepping closer to his brother. "Pleeease, Brother? It would be good if you, as Miss Elesa has said, "loosened up" a little bit. Darling would be verrry happy if you did so."

Ingo blushed, looking over at you. Still staring at the map...

"It's- difficult, Emmet. I don't want-"

"You won't hurt her like this, Brother." Emmet smiled knowingly at Ingo. "I am scared too. I can tell you are as well. We watch out for each other, no? But even Darling could tell- That you let me win on purpose. I do not like a victory ill-gained."

Ingo scoffed. "So? You would never have beat me otherwise."

"Excuuse you, Brother. I could verrry much beat you anytime I want." "Oh please, you absolutely could not,"

"Yes I could."

"In what manner? You're far weaker than I am,"

"Am not. I would win in a brightness competition."

"That's completely different!"

"I'm also fluffier-"

"What's fluffy?"

The twins' bickering ceased immediately as they turned their attention to you, having walked back towards them after you'd noticed they weren't beside you anymore. You tilted your head quizzically.

"Ah- Eh-" Emmet stuttered-

"Er, ah- The Wooloos! That we- er- You, pet earlier. Those were quite fluffy." Ingo interjected.

"Ahhh, yes, they were, weren't they?"

You took a sip from your water bottle. "D'you guys want to go see them again? It's getting late, it might be a nice thing to do before we have to head back to Nimbasa..."

"Of course!" They answered in unison, and fell in step behind you.'

They could settle their argument later- For now, you all had some Wooloos to terrorize- Or well, for you to pet.

#Eldritch AU #Demon AU #Eldritch Submas #Emmet/Reader/Ingo #Ingo/Reader/Emmet #Emmet/Reader #Ingo/Reader #Ingo X Reader #Emmet X Reader #Greensplatter #This has been sitting in my drafts for several months #It has aged like a fine wine and now I release it to you all with no beta

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bonjour soopsie ♡

Today I'm here to ask you about your Slytherin James. [ or a Slytherin James mentality in general ]

guten tag, sadi 🥰 I love Slytherin James, you have come to the right place. This got very long because I wanted to explain why I think a Slytherin!James can work based on canon before I even got to the ‘Slytherin!James’ part lol. I hope you enjoy reading it 😅

So, first of all: I’d like to start by saying that I kind of resent the idea that children (eleven year old children, to be specific) belong to one House in particular—that children like Harry and Hermione, fitting in multiple Houses, are outliers. The sorting is of course based on the traits you value most, not the trait that’s most powerful within you, but a child who is still developing can value, say, bravery and ambition equally. I’m of the opinion that limiting your personality to one House is not very productive for your growth as a person.

That being said, I don’t think eleven-year-old Harry got his Slytherin traits from a stranger.

James and becoming a Slytherin

For someone who’s muggleborn and doesn’t have any familial pressure to be in any particular house (except her friendly loyalty to Severus), Lily got sorted into Gryffindor remarkably quickly. It’s somewhat reminiscent of how quickly Draco got sorted:

He watched his mother walk forward on trembling legs and sit down upon the rickety stool. Professor McGonagall dropped the Sorting Hat onto her head, and barely a second after it had touched the dark red hair, the hat cried, “Gryffindor!” (Deathly Hallows; The Prince’s Tale)

and,

Malfoy swaggered forward when his name was called and got his wish at once: the hat had barely touched his head when it screamed, “SLYTHERIN!” (Philosopher’s Stone; The Sorting Hat)

Draco is put down as being very ‘quintessentially’ Slytherin. He’s ambitious and determined about climbing up the ranks in Slytherin House, he’s quite clever (proficient in at least Potions), and he’s resourceful (the broken Vanishing Cabinets). He’s also a prick, which is a state of being that’s quite common with the canon Slytherin characters. Draco is one or The Characters who embody Slytherin, most likely because of the values his parents instilled in him and the way they shaped his personality.

I’ve interpreted this parallel as a way for She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named to establish that Lily’s very ‘quintessentially’ Gryffindor. It’s a way to show that she’s brave, daring, and chivalrous without having to develop her personality a whole lot. JKR can sprinkle in some hints in the flashbacks and lets Lily’s house (and sorting) do the rest of the work. The hat spots the Gryffindor-ish traits and values within Lily in less than a second, sorts her without offering her a chance at rebuttal, and she’s happy to go—funny, when her only friend is so certain about Slytherin, and one of the two annoying boys on the train has already been sorted into Gryffindor.

So who does Harry get his Slytherin traits from, if Lily’s so wholly and fully Gryffindor? I’d say it’s partially caused by his upbringing (the need to prove himself worthy in a home that doesn’t see him as such is ambition, the way he needs to adapt to not stand out is resourcefulness, etc.), but I also think a part comes from James, who is not only physically almost Harry’s (louder and prouder) twin.

We don’t get to really see James’ sorting; though it’s in Snape’s memory, Harry sort of skips over it by noting that James (and Remus and Peter) join Lily and Sirius (whose sorting we also don’t witness) at the Gryffindor table. This tells me that James’ sorting was neither very long nor very quick and likely took about 30 seconds maximum (depending on how distracted Harry was whilst watching Lily or Severus or any of the Professors): long enough to discuss his placement with the Hat (which could mean there were multiple options), and short enough to imply that James and the Hat wouldn’t have been arguing about where James would go.

And James, too, is very obviously Gryffindor based on what we know of him: he’s brave in spite of fear (standing up to Voldemort without a wand is not very cowardly, even if it’s a big Parental moment. Any parent worth their salt would die for their kid), he’s very loyal (the Marauders, the Order), and he’s bold (the very public bullying of Snape and his quick rebuttals; asking Lily out in front of a crowd whilst likely knowing full-well he’s gonna get shot down).

So, James acts upon his Gryffindor traits a lot. He also seems to just value the traits in general: the way he looks up to his (at that point nameless) dad who was a Gryffindor tells the reader that James, in a Draco-ish way, wishes to embody the daring and the chivalry of Godric like his father is implied to do. But some of James’ traits — his exceptional cleverness, his suggested ambition and determination to help Remus (figuring out in their second year they can become animagi to be with Remus during the full moons and nailing the transformation three years later—and thus cementing him, Sirius, and probably Peter as transfiguration prodigies), and the resourcefulness of creating a self-updating map to help their shenanigans by using his Invisibility Cloak… well, those are a tad Slytherin, aren’t they? It all depends on how much he values these traits, and how important he considers any underlying reasons for achieving those feats.

With how little we know about James (we sure don’t know him as intimately as Harry, who would’ve made as great of a Slytherin as he did a Gryffindor) it’s very easy to headcanon that James’ Slytherin-like actions and decisions happen out of a Slytherin-like ambition. He could’ve decided to become an animagus solely out of his love and loyalty for Remus; he also could’ve done it for that reason in addition to doing it because he wanted to prove how intelligent and talented he is to himself and to his friends. An elevation in status, so to speak. I could see James deciding to become an underage, possibly illegal animagus without the need and urge to keep Remus company during the full moon too (and Sirius as well, to be honest).

We get hints that James enjoys being seen as clever and superior. He wants to be looked at, and ideally also revered. He’ll show off his reflexes and tries to stay casual about it, lest someone notice how excited he is to be looked up to; he antagonises Severus to show everybody, but especially girls, how much better he is than Severus, how much more talented. He doesn’t speak in hushed tones how easy he found their DADA exam, he says it out loud and for all to hear. He feels the need to be seen as superior to most of his peers and does so through being loud and obvious about his many talents — that he practiced at length, no doubt — and keeps going even after he gets shot down. That’s ambition, that’s determination, that’s quick-thinking intelligence. Purposeful ambition and determination, mind.

James at fifteen strongly reminds Harry of Draco: the arrogance and confidence, the urge to be the centre of attention at all times, the showing off. But James is both shown and said to be very talented (he’s almost right in his arrogance, and his confidence is not unfounded), whilst Draco’s talents get a little less screen time. The books do vaguely suggest that these actions are quite Slytherin-like in behaviour (if not in the talent, like with Riddle, then the ambition-based confidence of being able to do anything).

James is the perfect Gryffindor (faults and all), but he would’ve made a great Slytherin as well.

James in Slytherin

So. You’ve got your James Potter in Slytherin. How did that even happen?

The most sensible way that I think James would end up getting sorted into Slytherin is if Sirius, with he and James having bonded very strongly on the train, was sorted into Slytherin too.

The fanon-based hatred James has for Slytherins specifically isn’t canon. James dislikes bigots; I think he would’ve hexed a Hufflepuff, a Ravenclaw, or another Gryffindor for being a bigot just as hard as he would’ve hexed a Slytherin for being a bigot. Lily says in SWM that he hexes anyone he doesn’t like; she doesn’t specify which House, which is, imo, enough of a confirmation that James’ hexing wasn’t house-based. Still, James getting sorted into Slytherin is unlikely without him having a link to Slytherin House: he very, very much wants to be “just like [his] dad”, and Mr Potter wasn’t a Slytherin, so he wouldn’t go there if nothing before that changes.

HOWEVER. If Sirius got sorted into Slytherin, I do think James could argue at least a little bit with the Hat to be sorted there as well… and he might win that argument, if he plays his cards right.

There is a Black in the Potter family, canonically. A Black who did not get disowned by Walburga or Arcturus or Pollux or whomever, despite Dorea Black Potter being Walburga’s actual, literal auntie and despite the Potters allegedly being blood-traitors because they supported muggles and muggleborns during WW1. The Black who married a Weasley got burnt off; the Blacks who married a Potter and a Longbottom did not. What does that tell us? Were the Potters and the Longbottoms worthy pureblood families, in spite of their Gryffindor-inclination? Do or did houses even matter as much back then as fanon believes?

(Why would fanon claim that O&W were so bothered by Sirius sorting Gryffindor and becoming friends with James, if the Longbottoms and Potters were fine marriage prospects? I think they weren’t that bothered, but that’s a post for another day)

James could’ve been sorted into Slytherin and his parents probably wouldn’t have really minded that one bit. It’s only a house in secondary school, and as long as he’s true to himself, they probably believe he’ll be fine. Especially if he tells them that he forced the Hat’s hand (?), because he saw the boy he met on the train briefly look so devastatingly forlorn. That’s the instant loyalty, isn’t it? Something to be proud of for their kid to portray.

Slytherin encourages different traits than Gryffindor, but I’d say there’s still a fair bit of courage attached to ambition. Doing/working towards something in spite of hesitance and fear, and pushing the latter two emotions away: that’s true for both traits. Cleverly using situations to your advantage vs being chivalrous regardless can overlap as well; boldness and resourcefulness often go hand in hand. The main difference between the two is, I’d say, the value of honesty, but it’s not like James can’t lie to save his and his friend’s sorry arses (see illegal animagus thing).

I also think both James and Sirius would be quite adept at navigating Slytherin, especially because they’re both the pureblooded heirs of important-ish families. A Potter would be slightly less welcome than a Black, but I do believe James would easily climb the ranks and settle in comfortably somewhere at the top of the pecking order together with Sirius. He’d have a harder time being as ‘progressive’ (if you could call it that) as he would’ve been in Gryffindor, but I’m going to guess he would’ve learnt how to subtly speak up against the use of slurs and the rampant bigotry that permeates the dungeons.

There’s a possibility he would’ve gotten along far better with Snape as well, despite their crushes on Lily (though I doubt James was crushing hard prior to his fourth or fifth year). I’ve mentioned this before, but the Snape we know and love/despise is quite similar to Sirius and therefore perhaps also James: he’s fiercely intelligent and very snarky, just significantly less outgoing and purposefully impressive. The intellectual rivalry between Snape and James (and Sirius) wouldn’t present in bullying, but more a mutual teasing and antagonism that could easily and quickly morph into friendship. James is implied to have a tendency to pick up strays who can keep up with him; Severus fits that description perfectly. I think Severus also wouldn’t have betrayed James or Lily, or would’ve even become a DE in the first place: he’s not alone, he’s among protective Big Boys who he can verbally spar with and who encourage his inventiveness because they’re inventive themselves as well. He’d be a lot more comfortable I think. Still a massive prick, but James (and Sirius) are canonically pricks as well so that doesn’t really matter.

(I also like to think that Slytherin!James would’ve given Prefect/Head Boy Lucius Malfoy many, many, many horrible headaches, which is honestly already enough for me to be sold on the whole Slytherin!James idea. James would also still be a Head Boy, and still, with Sirius, be a favourite of McGonagall—even if he belongs to Horace. He’s just so charming and clever. She can’t help it)

And as to whether Slytherin!James joins the Order… well, I’m not too sure of that. It’s certainly a way for him to show how talented he is and it may help him in getting a job he really wants (with Dumbledore’s backing), but it’s also very, very dangerous. Then again, tons of Slytherins became DE’s (equally as dangerous as being a member of the Order) so who’s to say 🤷

Either way, I’m 100% of the belief that Slytherin!James can work canonically. Especially since the Peverell brothers sprouted two families who were very stereotypical reps of Gryffindor and Slytherin, but also because… everybody can fit anywhere, in any house. Elevating values James is already suggested to have makes it very easy to stuff him wherever you like. And I also think a Slytherin!James is very, very funny (and interesting) in the context of orphaned BWL Harry, who knows his Good dad was a Slytherin. That’s fun fic material, I think hehe

#james fleamont potter #mwpp #marauders era #james potter headcanons #slytherin james potter #hp meta #ish #long post #roalinda #marauders meta #harry potter #i hope this makes sense

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The Bradshaw son and Seresin daughter - part 4

Characters: Bradley Bradshaw x female!OC Madison Ella Hanscott, Son!OC Nicolas Peter Bradshaw, Jake Seresin x female!OC Quinn Kelsell, Daughter!OC Hazel Alexandra Seresin, Son!OC Benjamin Jacob Seresin, OC!Connor Malcolm Oxland

Warnings: in this chapter: mention about teenage pregnancy, mention of abortion, mention of running away, Navy inaccuracy, mention of strong language and vomiting. (Let me know if I forgot a warning)

Summary of the story: The 16 year old daughter of Jake Seresin gets pregnant. The dad: the 18 year old son of Bradley Bradshaw. How will the dads react to their kids becoming teen parents.

A/N: English is not my first language, so if there is any spelling or grammar errors: please let me know

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July 28, 2046

Nick and Hazels house

It has been 5 years, 2 months and 22 days since Nick and Hazel ran away from home. They packed their things and left the night of the dreaded dinner. With two duffel bags filled with clothes and two backpacks filled with other supplies they left to Maryland. Nick took his savings from the multiple student jobs he did for years to buy two train tickets to Maryland. Hazel left a note for Benjamin, telling him how much she loves her brother and that she will try to keep in contact with him.

The couple didn’t know what their parents would do. If they would let them be or inform the cops and started looking for them. The only idea that the two teenagers could think about was changing their appearance. Before the train left they bougth hair dye and scissors. They changed hazels beautiful longe blonde hair in short black locks. Nick went a little bolder with his hair. He dyed one part of his hair blue and the other part black. Hazel though he looked very good. They both wore glasses and hats to hide more of their identity. They also left their phones at home, not wanted to get tracked.

When they arrived in Maryland. They applied to have their name changed. Again a plan of them to hide their identity. Nick got accepted into the naval academy and he knew his dad would know if his surname was still Bradshaw. Their changed names: Nicolas Peter Bradshaw became Nicolas Peter Bradfield and Hazel Alexandra Seresin became Hazel Alexandra Serpell. With the acceptance, he had to change his hair color again, since multicolored hair wasn’t allowed. He decided to go blonde.

Had they taken this a little too far? Maybe. But they were determined to raise this baby the best that they could.

After living for 3 months in a homeless shelter, they found a small apartment. It wasn’t in the best neighborhood, but it was affordable with the small amount of money the couple earned with their small jobs. Nick worked as a construction worker for 2 months before finding out he was accepted in the academy. Hazel worked at a small café and managed to get into an evening school to finish her high school degree.

They may haven’t had much, but they were happy. And their little family got bigger on November 25, 2041 when their kids were born. Yes, kids. The couple had twins. Twin boys to be specific. Their names: Benji Theodore Bradfield and Mac Adrian Bradfield. Their firstborn was named after Hazels brother, who she kept in contact with. Occasionally she would send a letter to her brother and Benjamin kept them away from his parents. He didn’t take it very well when he found out that his parents were going to force his sister to have an abortion.

When their parents found out their kids ran away, they went out of their way to look for them. The dads were determined to find their kids, while their mothers were worried more about the dangers they could be in. After a half year of looking for them, their hope left little by little. The fathers, who weren’t really good friend anymore after the dinner, realised their mistakes. It took a while for them to become friends like they were before, but they were as good as they could be after losing their children. The Bradshaw family were lucky with Sparky. A reminder of their son while it took the Seresin family a little longer to accept the disappearance of their youngest and only girl.

After 2 years the couple moved out of their apartment to a smaller house in a nicer neighborhood. Nick had still 2 years left of his education in de academy. During the first year he had received the callsign Dash. Hazel couldn’t stop laughing when he explained the meaning behind the name. Dash: Dumb Ass Shit. Given to him by a friend after Nick threw up all over a commanders officers shoes after a night out.

Hazel found a better paid job in a clothing store. Having a low paid serving job and trying to save as much money as possible. Hazel tried to save money with upcycling baby clothes from the thrift shop. She realised that she had a talent for sewing and designing clothes. Apart from her job in the clothing store she follows an online course for fashion design. The lives of the couple went well and they never regretted leaving their homes at such a young age.

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July 28, 2046

Nick and Hazels house

Back to the present

Hazels age: 21, Nicks age: 23, the kids ages: 4

It was almost 5:30 pm and Hazel was making dinner for her family. The two 4 year old brothers were in the kitchen with her. Benji was coloring a Bluey coloring book while Mac was playing with a kids puzzle. Benji was the loud one out of the two while Mac liked to stay in the background. They were a perfect combination of both Nick and Hazel. They had Hazels Natural light blonde hair and Nicks dark brown eyes. Even though they had Hazels nose, you could tell they were Bradshaw boys. Hazel became very fond of her short dark black hair and decided to keep it. Nick didn’t mind, because he thought she looked very sexy with her bright eyes and dark hair. Nick let his hair fade back towards his light brown color.

“Baby! I’m home!” A deep voice came from the hallway. The front door closes and Hazel called back that they were in the kitchen. Nick came into view. He was wearing his flightsuit and had a big smile on his face. “Here are my favorite people” he said. “Daddy!” The young boys at the dinner table rushed off their chairs and jumped into the opened arms of their dad. “My boys! How was your day?” He asked, hugging his sons close to him. “Daddy! I read a whole book today.” Mac told his dad, while smiling brightly. “A whole book?! Wow kiddo, you’re becoming as smart as your mom.” Nick said smiling up at his girlfriend. After talking about their exciting day in kindergarten, both boys went back to their activity.

“I have news” Nick said, hugging Hazel from behind while she was sturing a sauce in a pan. “Good news or bad news?” She asked, turning her head slightly to look into Nicks eyes. “Both, I guess” Nick put his chin on her shoulder. “Me and T-rex got into Top Gun” he said. Hazel eyes went wide and she turned around in his arms. “That’s amazing honey!” She said exciting, hugging him with her hands around his neck. “I’m so proud of you and T-Rex.” she said. T-Rex, government name: Connor Malcolm Oxland, was Nicks backseater. He got his callsign after eating two full racks of BBQ ribs faster than anyone else ate one. Someone commented that it was like watching a Tyronnosaurus eat.

“Yeah, we were very honored to be chosen especially since we only finished the academy a little longer than 1 year ago.” Nick and Connor were one of the best pilot and WSO duo the Navy had seen in years. It didn’t surprise Hazel that they were chosen to go to Top Gun. “Well what’s the bad news then, Lieutenant?” She asked kissing Nick on the cheek. Nick smiled. Ever since he got promoted to Lieutenant, Hazel couldn’t stop saying his rank. “I heard some officers talking in the hallway” he started. “The were talking about the Top Gun teachers that still won’t retire” Nick could feel Hazel stiffen up. Nick swallowed before continuing. “I’m 99 percent sure they were talking about our dads”

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A/N: the callsigns used are real callsigns. Check this website out for more funny callsigns

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deadbydangit · 9 months

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I’ve got a good one.

How do you think The Plague, The Twins, and Huntress would react if their S/O did magic?

Like, making vanishing food appear, card tricks, vanishing stuff?

Hmm, I like that idea. Might use it for others. Enjoy.

With a Reader who does magic tricks.

Plauge, Twins, Huntress

Plauge

How?

She's horrified.

Not amazed.

Big difference.

Only the Gods should possess that power.

And you're now mocking them!

Do you know the punishment for that?

She won't let that happen to you.

Adris will begin the process of getting rid of all your magic things when she drops a deck of cards.

Wait, several of them are the same.

That isn't right.

Unless...

She'll look to you for answers.

Spill the beans about your magic tricks.

That they're just tricks.

Nothing more.

She'll be much more open to it now that she knows you aren't mocking the gods.

Show her tricks with flowers if you want to see her smile.

She'll want to learn how to do magic tricks too.

Adris is actually pretty good at it.

But you'll have to explain to her that she can't go telling everyone the secret.

That ruins the magic.

After some time and lots of practice, she proposes the two of you put on a show for everyone.

She's great at organizing and decorating.

She'll even offer to be your assistant.

At the end of the show, make sure you get everyone to applaud her as well.

She deserves it for all her hard work.

Twins

Magic?

Charlotte and Victor have experience with magic.

Not the good kind though.

Black magic.

The people who frequently hunted them wanted to use them in weird rituals.

Rituals that nearly killed them both multiple times.

Which is how they ended up in the realm in the first place.

Safe to say, they don't like it.

They'll watch you practice it though.

It isn't nearly as destructive as the magic they were subjected to.

But they're still weary.

Try and create some positive associations of magic.

Make flowers appear.

Take a coin from behind their ear.

Show that magic isn't just taking.

That it can be about giving.

Be silly and carefree about it.

Make things positive for them.

Don't ever try anything they might perceive as violent.

Making someone or something disappear, sawing someone in half, etc.

Make extra sure to share the secrets to some of these tricks.

It will put them both at ease knowing that these are just tricks, nothing more.

It isn't real.

What is real is how much work you're putting into making them happy.

And you have no idea how much that means to them.

Huntress

Magic?

Like a sorcerer?

No way!

That's amazing.

He mother told her stories about people who could perform magic.

She never thought she'd get to meet one in person.

If you do one trick for her, you're going to be doing more.

Get ready to give her a long private magic show.

After each trick, she'll clap and cheer like it's the end of the show when it's really only the beginning.

As much as she wants to ask how it's done, she won't.

She actually believes it is magic. And that it's something you are born with.

You can offer to show her how it's done, but she'll refuse.

But Anna does have some questions.

"Can you pull a rabbit out of your hat?"

"Could you turn her into a rabbit?"

"Could you pull the rabbit she became out of a hat?"

You might have to lower her expectations.

Tell her you're in training or something so she doesn't expect something huge.

You don't want to ruin magic for her by being unable to do something.

She has this childish sparkle in her eyes whenever you do a trick.

It doesn't matter how trivial it is. It's still magic!

And it's even more magical because you're the person doing it!

#dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd x reader #dbd killer #dbd plague #dbd twins #dbd huntress

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irkimatsu · 1 month

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I don't think I made a single OC during my time in Matsu fandom, but Hazbin's gotten my furry wheels spinning, god damn you. I'm gonna ramble under the cut to try to get my thoughts straight.

-Almaz (Nina Sinclair), squirrel, non-binary. An 80's one-hit-wonder who died in their 30's after self-destructing and overdosing on drugs, is in love with Husk. I've posted plenty about them before.

-Richard Brenning (hell name still undecided), white rabbit, died in his 50's, pansexual male. An 80's star like Almaz, but unlike Mazzie he got more than fifteen minutes of fame as a singer, reality star, and general tabloid menace. The "controversies and scandals" section of his Wikipedia page is longer than Mazzie's entire page. Absolutely covered in sparkles. I know his outfit includes a sparkly purple vest with nothing underneath, and I keep wanting to give him a hat, but Husk already has a top hat so I don't know what to do there just yet. An egotistical little shitheel at first, possibly an Overlord? Almaz looks up to him but he's a bit insensitive about the whole "one-hit-wonder who self-destructed, don't they all" thing. He'll chill out with some character development and eventually settle down with Angel Dust therefore freeing Husk for Almaz to pursue

-Clara? Originally made her to fill a request but I think I'm keeping her. Still need a last name for her, she keeps her birth name in hell. A small black bear, looks more like a teddy bear than a wild animal. Mainly dresses in floral print. Grew up with Alastor and knows he enjoys hunting, but is willfully ignoring the nastier aspects of her "big brother in spirit" in an attempt to preserve her happy childhood memories of him. Was born after Alastor but also died later than he did, in her 60's, I think? If that request stays canon to my OC's then she has a thing for Husk, but Husk is immediately bitter of her connection with Alastor, so that's not going anywhere. Still no idea what landed her in hell. Is "willful ignorance of the fact that your best friend is a serial killer" a sin?

And Husk's family, all of whom I still need to name:

-Husk's ex-wife was a black woman who lived in the middle of nowhere with nothing but her dreams. She moved to a rapidly growing Las Vegas in the 30's to chase those dreams, and started singing songs she wrote in the same bar where Husk would play saxophone with various bands. The two hit it off beautifully and had a wonderful marriage, with Husk spoiling her with gifts and trips and encouraging her singing and poetry... until everything fell apart because Husk just couldn't get his addictions under control, no matter how hard he tried. It's not his fault, exactly... it just sucks for everyone involved. Don't know what would have landed her in Hell, but I do want her to see Husk again so they can try to get some closure. ...and the pronoun use here is a bit strange because I think she'd realize she's transmasc while in hell? I want something where Husk's spouse thought they were a cishet woman in life, but due to Husk's own experience with the Las Vegas queer scene he always had his doubts about that... but he couldn't risk outing himself, so he never said anything while they were alive. They'll meet again, Husk will take their new gender identity in stride and finally get to come out to them as pansexual, maybe they'll try to rekindle their romance but the spark is fully dead on the spouse's side, Husk desperately needs this closure before he can pursue anyone else. He doesn't expect his spouse to forgive him, he just wants them to understand he never wanted to hurt his family...

-Husk's older daughters, twin girls. Still highly undeveloped, except that they stay close for their whole lives and Husk utterly spoiled them as much as he could while he was still able to see them. Husk has participated in princess teddy bear tea parties, I will die on that hill. They were preteens/early teens when their parents divorced, and a year or two after that their mother stopped letting Husk see them because he's a drunk deadbeat piece of shit. I'm so sorry, Husk. They started families of their own, Husk has grandkids, but he has no idea because his daughters never tried to re-establish contact with him in adulthood. They have their fond memories of him, but also some really shitty ones, especially after an event I'll be talking about in a moment. It's complicated.

-Husk's younger daughter, who I want to flesh out for one horrible reason... the idea of Husk losing his daughter in an accident, blaming himself for it for the rest of his life regardless of what he could have done to save her, and sinking further than ever into the addictions that would ruin his marriage in short order. I'm so sorry for doing this to you, everyone who's involved. She's in Heaven now, and if Husk ever ascends there will be tearful reunions god damn it please

I haven't decided on species for Husk's family, but none of them are cats; the cat thing is specific to him for his manner of life and death, figuratively drowning in alcohol before literally drowning in a lake. Cats hate water, after all. The others don't have that connection to cats. I'll figure them out eventually.

#irk blubbers about nothing #irk huskposts

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fountainpenguin · 2 months

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"She's into superstitions: black cats and voodoo dolls... I feel a premonition- that girl's gonna make me fall..." (x)

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New Dog's Life chapter today! ~ 3rd Life series fan-season

Chapter 23 - “Cooldown (Pearl, Lizzie, Mumbo, Scott)”

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Pearl puts research into camera accounts and brings home books for her nonexistent roommate, EthoCam… Er, Rhetoric. Lizzie and Joel enjoy date night. Mumbo collapses in bed after an exhausting break-up. Scott puts on his ambassador hat, entertains the Fox Dragon, and reviews a fey contract with a peculiar white-eyed man.

(First 1,000 words under the cut)

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PearlescentMoon - Bat

Status: Reflective

Venue manager, event coordinator, and seasonal business owner

💙 🧡 💚

When Pearl lets herself through the door, the whole flat is quiet. From the pale smell, nothing's cooking in the furnace. But then, he can't, can he? Then he'd be burning my charcoal. She dropped by the library tonight and borrowed a book on soul twins who never became official camera accounts. That should subtly break down the Yes and Nos of what Rhetoric can do. All the librarian villagers were happy to help. She even ran into Gem, which was a surprise. Gem's eyes lit straight up.

"You're back! Hope you had a good time. And how's Impulse? Is he better than he was after last week?"

"He's all right, I think. Had a rough go of it mid-session, but he said he'd share the story on movie night."

"Oh, that's good. I've been worried more than I need to be; I want to smack him. Hey, I'm on snacks tomorrow, right? I'm thinking popcorn balls."

"Popcorn balls sound amazing, actually. I'll make sure I'm stocked up on butter."

"How d'you feel about two movies back to back? I found one I'm DYING to show you guys."

Now the soul-twin book rests in the bag at her waist, hidden by the black cloak that marks her uninterested in the courtship events of the night. Pearl moves through the flat's entryway, glancing left and right. All the lights are off. Can Rhetoric turn on lights?

I didn't even think about that when I went out. Oh, this is a toughie… She didn't bring back any treats on purpose, not wanting to offend him. She did pick up a random book on folk tales and another on hybrid biology. These, she leaves on the kitchen counter. As a museum curator, maybe Rhetoric considers himself a historian and potential expert on both these subjects.

Maybe he'll scoff. But according to the patient librarians, account-less soul-twins can hold books and turn their pages just fine. They just can't write in them because it would update the book, and they can't rip out the pages because it would create paper. If you're account-less, you can't update blocks.

That's the word, by the way. Soul-twins… She never actually knew that. She's always just called them "cameras." Did you know you can be account-less as the player, and it can be the camera twin who gets most of the creator bleed and activity levels?

It's not common, but apparently true. It happens on occasion if the same creator is juggling three or more accounts at a time and largely uses that third one for spectating right at the start in those early days. Traditionally, the first account to sync goes to the player soul. The second sync goes to their soul-twin, whether they're often on spectator mode or not. The third can be a coin-flip as a completely new pair of souls is spawned in, syncing up to an already established Minecraft player who may actually prefer spectating this time around.

Food for thought. I wonder if Moo's ever been bugged when I've called her a camera. Maybe I should ask if I can meet up with some of her friends. Maybe we can all do a Q&A night. You could write a paper on this stuff.

… or a book, evidently. Pearl checks the signed name again. Pixlriffs. Of course it is.

If this is insightful, I'll have to drop something off to thank him. But she'll wait until the full moon's faded out so he won't get the wrong idea.

Pearl leaves the books she got for Rhetoric at the end of the counter, next to the bar stool she drapes her Not Courting cloak over. She'll hang it properly some other time. For now, she wants to set the scene: I'm not trying to come on too strong. I just happened to leave a few books here, that are mine, and when I'm away, nothing's stopping you from taking a little looksie at them.

When she turns around, she catches her new roommate standing out on the balcony, one elbow on the rail. Did he open that door? Did she leave it open? He gazes into the courtyard below, swishing his tail back and forth against his heels. It stiffens when she creaks the door open. "Don't talk to me," he mutters, not turning around.

"Right, I won't- Not for no reason, now. Still, I have some housekeeping things we should go over."

Rhetoric's tail twitches again. "No. That can wait. Literally, don't talk to me. I was getting fresh air. As fresh as you can get under bedrock, anyway. Now that you've returned, I'll stay in my room and keep my head down, but it's a full moon tonight. I don't technically exist, but I'm still a hybrid. Give me space."

"Okay," Pearl concedes. There are seven fox ambiance defaults: burrowing, hunting, napping, courtship, marking territory, playing, and stealing. On top of that, the urge to flee from players is a legit part of their coding. Rhetoric's maybe or maybe not feeling courtship tugs, and neither of them wants to deal with that. If it's not courtship, that urge to find his own private space is probably gnawing at his spine. She's not giving up on him, but she'll wait until he's less prickly.

Pearl returns to the kitchen and starts prepping a mixing bowl. Rhetoric's ears snap up. He turns his head. He has gray eyes. They're dull from lack of color, but almost puzzled or wary when he studies her from across the room. He says, "You're an anivore, right?"

"Just a little bit- I'm a partial anivore. I need code to keep my energy up, but I actually can eat other foods without feeling sick. My diet's still restricted." He doesn't look away, so she doesn't stop talking. She barely looks at him, though. "I know fox hybrids can change color between white and ginger when they respawn. My friend Grian's a parrot and they're the same way- the soul spawner might spit them out with different feather colors than what they had before, based on RNG. We bats are like that. Right now, I'm a vampire bat. I used to be a fruit bat when I was first spawned. The type of food that actually refills my hunger meter shifts between respawns, but my stomach can digest all of them."

"So you're an omnivore."

"Well. Yeah, I guess so."

Rhetoric folds his ears flat against his night-black hair. "I don't have proper code. I'm not real."

"Nah, I don't nip much off other people. I barely need any, see; I nip my own code." Pearl lifts her arm, gesturing to the space between her sleeve hem and her hand for emphasis. "Tastes like macaroni and marshmallow right here at the edge." For the sake of it, she doesn't ask if he's ever tasted code before. Probably not. She pauses for breath anyway so he can have his chance to speak.

"That's… disgusting." Rhetoric waves his tail for a second, keeping it low, then almost rotates full around to talk to her. "I had a visitor today."

"What?"

"Some phantom wearing green. Yellow hair. Black bandana. He didn't give his name, but I found him rather rude. I'm half tempted to report him for harassment."

Martyn. Pearl's instinct is to volunteer the name, though she catches herself and hesitates just before she can. "Oh. I'm sorry he bothered you. Was he hunting? Maybe he clocked you as not having slept… ever."

Rhetoric shrugs, dismissing her thin attempt at comfort. "He broke in. I'd talk to Scott about upgrading your security, if I were you."

[Full chapter on AO3 - Link at top]

#trafficblr #PearlescentMoon #Scott Smajor #MumboJumbo #Joel Smallishbeans #Lizzie LDShadowLady #ridwriting #Dog's Life #apparently art #Dog's Life art #fic announcement #Shadowbeans #Herobrine #Pixels Imperfect #mcyt

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I was thinking about Twins and Percy relationship and how much Molly has contributed, albeit unintentionally, to making it worse and worse.

And especially about your post where Molly, furious with the twins, destroys their inventions.

And how Molly must have always asked Percy how his job was going, or his duties or commitments as prefect and Head Boy.

And she was always so proud and happy to hear his successes.

But at the same time she must never have asked about Fred and George's inventions, but rather ridiculed their future plans and every single thing they did.

And they 3 are the middle children, the ones a little more left to themselves and with less attention.

And the twins always had to feel compliments and pride towards Percy and only disapproval towards them

And of course I don't defend them, but I think they started making fun of Percy's work as useless and stupid just because Molly thought theirs were stupid and useless.

I agree 100%.

If you read most of my posts, you'll notice that I don’t blame the twins for their broken relationship with Percy, because they were children. Molly and Arthur were the real problems.

The twins had a lot of resentment towards Percy because they had to deal with constantly being compared to (and falling short of) him by Molly, and unfortunately, Percy went along with it because he was eager to please his mother:

She pointed to the brand-new silver badge on Percy’s chest. “Second Head Boy in the family!” she said, swelling with pride. “And last,” Fred muttered under his breath. “I don’t doubt that,” said Mrs. Weasley, frowning suddenly. “I notice they haven’t made you two prefects.” “What do we want to be prefects for?” said George, looking revolted at the very idea. “It’d take all the fun out of life.” Ginny giggled. “You want to set a better example for your sister!” snapped Mrs. Weasley. “Ginny’s got other brothers to set her an example, Mother,” said Percy loftily.

I don't blame Percy either, of course. He was also dealing with resentment because the twins’ constantly pranked and insulted him (which was made worse by the fact that Arthur always laughed right along with them).

Neither Percy nor the twins realized that their anger and bitterness towards each other was misplaced. Instead, they all craved love, attention, and acceptance from the one parent that was not giving it:

Everybody was wearing new sweaters when they all sat down for Christmas lunch, everyone except Fleur (on whom, it appeared, Mrs. Weasley had not wanted to waste one) and Mrs. Weasley herself, who was sporting a brand-new midnight blue witch’s hat glittering with what looked like tiny starlike diamonds, and a spectacular golden necklace. “Fred and George gave them to me! Aren’t they beautiful?” “Well, we find we appreciate you more and more, Mum, now we’re washing our own socks,” said George, waving an airy hand.

He heaved a deep sigh. “Molly, I’m going to have to go into the office; this is going to take some smoothing over.” “I’ll come with you, Father,” said Percy importantly.

The twins were desperately trying to buy Molly's love (since nothing else worked), and Percy was desperately trying to win Arthur's respect by following in his footsteps and “proving himself” at the Ministry of Magic. How sad is that?

Even after Percy left, things didn't get better for the twins:

“His badge,” said Fred, with the air of getting the worst over quickly. “His lovely shiny new prefect’s badge.” Fred’s words took a moment to penetrate Mrs. Weasley’s preoccupation about pajamas. “His . . . but . . . Ron, you’re not. . . ?” Ron held up his badge. Mrs. Weasley let out a shriek just like Hermione’s. “I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it! Oh, Ron, how wonderful! A prefect! That’s everyone in the family!” “What are Fred and I, next-door neighbors?” said George indignantly, as his mother pushed him aside and flung her arms around her youngest son.

Excuse me, ma'am, but how do you either forget two of your children or purposely leave them out when referring to everyone in the family? That's messed up.

The saddest part is that even by the end of the books, I still don't think Percy and the twins realized the significance of Molly and Arthur's actions or blamed the correct people for their strained relationship with each other. It would have been nice to see some understanding and growth on both sides, but that never happened.

Considering the fact that JKR had Percy name his first daughter Molly, I'm guessing she never intended for that awareness to take place, which is disappointing.

Thanks for the comment! 😊

#ask me #bennyhawk02 #percy weasley #george weasley #fred weasley #weasley family critical #weasley family dynamic #hp #my thoughts #my opinions

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u-look-beautiful-today · 1 year

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I saw the hp thingy you posted for Wenclair and now i wanna know your hc for the whole Nevermore kids :p

I'm so sorry this has been sitting for a few days, I'm stupid and it took me a HOT minute to realize hp is Harry Potter (at least I hope it is cause I'm answering it as such) Also, these are just my own opinions and of course everyone is entitled to their own thoughts! I believe that most of these characters fit into multiple houses! Also, I'll add if they would play Quidditch or not.

Wednesday: I think a good majority of the fandom would put her in Slytherin and I would agree! However, I do headcanon that she wants to be in Ravenclaw and well, the Sorting Hat had other plans. I also find it funny to think about Wednesday getting placed into Ravenclaw and just being a fucking menace. She was BANNED from Quidditch but with some...convincing she was placed back on the team BUT with the promise that she is NOT allowed to be a Beater, so she becomes the Seeker.

Enid: I almost wanted to place her in Gryffindor, but her whole scene with Wednesday and saying "that's what friends do" and how much she values friendship and togetherness just made me convinced for Hufflepuff. Also, all Hufflepuffs are secretly FERAL and I stand by that. And I also love Slytherin/Hufflepuff relationships. She played for like a year, but was off-put when she broke a nail. She would rather cheer her girlfriend on. Also super cute image to see Enid wearing a Slytherin jersey for Wednesday.

Bianca: I'm so torn between Slytherin and Ravenclaw, just like Wednesday. But at the end of the day, Bianca is also a Slytherin. I mean COME ON. My girl went and made her own life for herself and reached her goals, basically poisoned Yoko to win a cup, and has a million walls up so no one sees her vulnerable. Slytherin. I also like the idea that her and Wednesday go rounds trying to be the top student. Captain of the Slytherin team obviously. She is the best Keeper to ever live.

Eugene: the biggest Hufflepuff to exist. Like I don't need any explanation. I would say that he has avoided Quidditch because he thought he wouldn't be any good, then during his last year he tries it out and turns out, he's a decent Seeker!

Yoko: I need fucking CHARACTERISTICS, MY GIRL DESERVED MORE SCREEN TIME...anyway, for now I want her in Ravenclaw. She would be a witch in the au so no vampire, but I would like to think she's super fucking wise and almost like she's lived for centuries. It also be funny to see Yoko just naturally super smart and it irks Wednesday to no end cause "what do you mean you learned how to do open heart surgery over the weekend?!?" Nah, she ain't down for Quidditch. Just like Enid, she would rather cheer on her own girlfriend than play.

Ajax: Hufflepuff. It's shown in the show that he seems to be loyal to his friends and he just has a very happy-go-lucky vibe about him. I also adore a good platonic Enid/Ajax, so they be the absolute chaotic/idiotic bestie duo that has all of the Hufflepuffs STRESSED. He was also BANNED. Not because of anything violent, but his antics were just too much.

Divina: Again, MY GIRL NEEDS SCREEN TIME. The most we see from her is really just going along with Bianca and being gay with Yoko. That being said, I would like to have her in Gryffindor. Mostly because of Ravenclaw/Gryffindor dynamics. Love the idea of Yoko just trying to chill in the common rooms and her girlfriend is just bouncing off the walls cause "THIS IS SO BORING, I NEED TO FIGHT GOD." Gryffindor Captain. She's a bit of a utility player, mostly does Chaser and Beater.

Kent: My boy also needs more screen time. I want the twins together and I would have them give off Weasley Twin vibes, so Gryffindor as well. I believe that Divina is his impulse control, however where Divina will say she's bored and needs to fight God, Kent will do it without telling ANYONE. He's the reason Gryffindor loses house points consistently. Obviously, he plays. He's a Beater and when the Twins are both the Beaters, absolute chaos during that game.

Tyler: Azkaban. Death penalty. He would only be a monster that Enid beats the fuck out of.

#perhaps a harry potter au is brewing #and perhaps itll be a triwizard au #idk yet #we shall see #wenclair #enid sinclair #wednesday addams #bianca barclay #divina wednesday #eugene otinger #kent wednesday #yoko tanaka #ajax petropolus #harry potter au #anon ask #ask

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palskippah · 11 months

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Hi! You saw preg Bowuigi, but may I present to you… preg Mareach ✨

The thought won't leave my mind after I mindlessly drew Mario asking Luigi how is it to be pregnant and then it escalated from there 😔

So! Here's some headcanons (that you can find too in the drawings) for this:

Edit! I deleted the suggestive-y ideas to make it more all viewers-friendly, sorry!