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Lina peeked her head out of the bedroom in the hotel suite they were staring in. She walked out innocently, glancing at Kat, then at Joan, who was eating her ninth bowl of chicken noodle soup that day and listening to music as she worked at the bar table.


“You let her have soup again?!” Kat growled.

“Yeah.” Lina admitted openly.

“Why?!” Kat yelped. “She’s going to get a kidney stone! AGAIN! She needs to eat other food!”

“At least she’s eating!”

“But she still needs other food! Fruits and vegetables!”

“There’s actually carrot slices in the soup, so…”


Lina began to laugh at how much Kat was getting working up and Kat glared at her.

“I’m sorry, okay?” Lina said. “She was just too cute to say no to! Just look at that face!”

Kat looked at Joan, and found that she was opening yet another can of soup.


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Imagine Tour!Anne daring Tour!Joan to not spend time with Howard or Aragon for an entire week.

Of course, Joan accepts. She’s always trying to prove herself to the others, so she thinks this’ll help. But then she realizes just how hard this challenge will be because she isn’t allowed to talk to Howard or Aragon at all. They can’t even hug her!!

Still, she tries.

The first day goes fine, but everything after that turns to shit. Joan isn’t used to being alone anymore. There’s so many times where she greets Howard or Aragon and they ignore her, and she’s so mortified until she remembers the challenge. And she hates it. She hates not being able to talk to them or he held. It reminds her of worse times.

She doesn’t even last five days.

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Hmm… I think it would take them awhile to realize because WE and Tour are very similar, Tour is just more outwardly anxious and awkward, while WE is just kinda sad and quiet and ✨hollow✨ But when they do realize they’re like “what the fuck??? how did this happen???” and I feel like Joan wouldn’t want to risk losing them, so she doesn’t say anything. She’s happy for the first time- she can’t be alone again.

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More children 🥺

Also just imagine Tour and WE Joan swapping places…. WE!Joan instantly flinches away from Howard when she goes to hug her, which concerns Howard. WE!Joan is confused by Howard suddenly being so motherly…and buff. But she probably bursts into tears when she realizes she has TWO MOMS!!

Meanwhile, Tour!Joan is so distressed in the WE!verse. Kitty just called her an “annoying rat that nobody likes” and she doesn’t know how to cope with that because her Kitty would NEVER. And this Aragon is so scary. Tour!Aragon was scary, but at least funny and warm. This Aragon looks so stern and sophisticated and expects the best out of her. And why is Jane so mean to her????? Why is everyone teasing her??? She doesn’t know what she’s doing wrong, she was literally born in this universe two minutes ago

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Imagine Tour!Joan having to be hospitalized for whatever reason.

And Tour!Aragon is absolutely sick with anxiety. She’s so scared that Joan was going to die, even if Joan wasn’t in that critical of a condition. Even if she was coming home soon, Aragon can’t help but worry.

Howard overheard her crying and goes to comfort her. Aragon can barely speak or breathe over her panic attack and she tells Howard that her baby was going to die, that she’s going to lose another child, that she failed again, and Howard does her best to assure her that that wasn’t going to happen.

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Tour!Kat, when Tour!Joan doesn’t wanna eat: That’s okay, sweetheart. How about this? Instead of eating the whole sandwich, you just take three bites. Can you do that for me?


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[DnD AU with the tour!verse]

I got big plans for this AU! Hopefully you all enjoy it!

Featuring @spooner7308‘s Sixtended OC, EB!

Word count: 2722


Mud slopped around her ankles as the late afternoon rain pattered off waxed robes and soaked into the churned forest soil. The woods around this area were shrouded in thick mist, too dense to see through, so Katherine scrambled up a nearby tree, moving slowly but carefully, swinging higher until she could see clearly around her. Something about being high up relaxed her, even as she surveyed the land. 

War had ravaged the territory outside her province. Straight ahead, thick, billowing tendrils of dark grey smoke twisted high into the air, evidence of another battle fought. She wondered how many died this time. 

To the right, the distant city, Orkpool. The people there were heavily influenced by the celestial gods, too much so for Katherine’s personal taste. 

And to the left, a wall of dark clouds bearing heavy rainfall. The soft grey sky was already being consumed in its mass. The forest would be replenished with its water.

Katherine paced over the stretch of winding tree branches, watching the surrounding perimeter closely. Her village was much too soft to be on guard duty, as they didn’t really believe in violence, so she decided to step up and make sure no threats were trying to come in. With the war going on, they could never be too safe. Her father didn’t seem to understand that no matter how many times she spelled it out for him.

Sighing, Katherine ran her fingertips over the length of the bow strapped to her back. It was made of soft birch wood and carved with small knobs and pointy bits, perfect for her hands. When she first got it when she was just a teenager, she had fantasized about defending the entire village with just the weapon alone, sending down a barrage of arrows down on the enemies and wiping them out with a single attack. 

But now she’s almost thirty and she doesn’t really feel like much of a hero.

She had spent her entire life cooped up in the forest. And it wasn’t that she didn’t like Ghent, she did, she just wished for more freedom to explore. But after the death of her mother, her father tightened the security of the village. Nobody leaves and nobody comes in without an intense security check. Well, at least they moved past killing anyone on sight- now THAT would have caused a war just by itself.

Rustling came to Katherine’s left and she turned, spotting a squirrel munching away on some berries a few feet away. She crouched down, slipping her bow off of her back. She knocked an arrow and aimed for the animal’s heart, hoping to take it out with one shot. It would make an excellent snack for her friend.

Arms muscles tingling with the strength of drawing back the string, Katherine exhaled a breath and–


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Imagine the tour gang going to a Halloween party hosted by some other cast members.

Aragon goes as Catwoman, while Howard goes as Wonder Woman because it’s the best thing I could think of on the spot.

While they’re at the party, they stumble into Joan.

Who is dressed as, and she quotes, “A Victorian moth soap maker.” Because she “couldn’t decide on a costume.”

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This happened to my dumbass so:

Imagine Tour!Joan having some stomach cramps.

She’s worried over this because she finished her period a week ago, but doesn’t think it might have been her ovulating or something. But then the pain transfers to her chest, first more uncommon than extremely painful, then tightens and gets worse over time.

She begins to fear it’s a heart attack.

Fearfully, in a panic, she searches up the symptoms of a heart attack: Chest pain, back pain, shortness of breath, a feeling of impending doom…

She goes to Howard and Aragon in tears, worrying about dying, saying she doesn’t wanna die, and they’re very concerned. They ask her to tell her everything, and so she does. They then get a strange look on their faces.

“Joan, sweetie…” Howard says gently. “I think you may just be having an anxiety attack.”

Joan blinks. “Wh-what?”

“An anxiety attack, baby.” Aragon says. “You worried yourself over a heart attack so much that you had an anxiety attack.”

Joan is quiet for a moment. Then her face gets very, very red.

“B-but my chest—”

“Sometimes anxiety attacks come in the form of really and chest pain,” Howard tells her.

“I-I could breathe, though, I-I still can, I’m not struggling that much. I-I—” Now her breathing is starting to pick up. Howard cups Joan’s cheeks while Aragon rubs her back.

“Breathing issues aren’t always present in anxiety attacks,” Howard says. “Let’s sit you down, okay? We’ll take care of you, sweet girl.”

And they do. But poor Joey is still so embarrassed and her chest starts hurting even more because of it.

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