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6/13/2023 - DadHD
I have ideas that fly through my mind every day, and it just so happens, that ChatGPT is able to bounce these ideas off my mind very well, in a very productive manner, very, very quickly.
So quickly, that I can almost create a whole business during a work day.
Enter DadHD: The High Definition Father.
I want to start a support group, that contains resources for fathers with ADHD and fathers to…
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#ADHD advocacy#ADHD and family#ADHD awareness#ADHD community#ADHD education#ADHD empowerment#ADHD fatherhood#ADHD inspiration#ADHD management#ADHD mentorship.#ADHD parenting#ADHD positivity#ADHD resources#ADHD strategies#ADHD support group#ADHD tips#advocacy#DadHD#Fathers with ADHD#Fathers with children with ADHD#High Definition Father#Parenting support#Parenting with ADHD
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Could you redraw this but with the Bros? Please it would be so damn funny- 😭
It actually started with the Amazon box meme, then I remembered this ask and emerged from my trance to see this.
#traditional art#luigi#mario#e gadd#polterpup#my au#kinda shitpost#kitties!!#meowuigi and meowrio lmao#some days Gadd is prepared for fatherhood#other days Luigi throws him a curve ball#autistic Luigi#adhd Mario#leave mario alone he never got to be a kid#so now his life is like a vine compilation
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My 2nd borns Autism sometimes makes him not as affectionate. He's not crazy about being hugged, and that's okay. He's not too much on expressing his like/love for others, and that's ok. But the other day as I'm leaving for work, he said, "Have a great day, Dad. I love you!!"
It gave me the biggest smile, and a tear or 2.
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hi i’m here to autism post my qualifications include:
autism
the tism
asd
fatherhood to 11 cats
adhd
i can do a little dance
that’s it please like and subscribe
#my main is for posting art. my alt? who knows. maybe we break it down#lowkey but not lowkey looking for support#what are the tags u kids use#autism#actually autistic#audhd#actually audhd#adhd#actually adhd
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how bad would it get if vox were to be introduced to lucifer lol
I just think that:
Lucifer doesn't know who Vox is and doesn't watch television (or keep up with the news, or new products, or possibly even know what VoxTek is - etc, etc), which would probably punch Vox right in the ego! Lucifer's very "these people are all beneath me" flavored not as a matter of puffed up ego but as a matter of "I'm the devil, from the Bible" + "depression/ADHD wombo combo" and it would absolutely take Vox the fuck out at the knees, lmao.
Instead of starting off from the neutral-negative point of meeting a random new sinner, Lucifer would instead be introduced to Vox by Alastor, the guy who, upon meeting him, immediately aggro'd onto his fatherhood-related insecurities with pinpoint accuracy. He'd probably assume this is another weird ploy or attempt at passive-aggressive sabotage, and treat Vox accordingly.
RIP VoxTek's Lucifer collaboration dreams.
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Whaddup, guess who's back with more HCs about Ominis and MC’s kids lol
I’m gonna try to actually edit this so it’s not an ADHD brain dump mess like last time lol. This is mostly centered around Ominis so MC can be blank-slate :)
Ominis is a very anxious expecting first-time father—much more anxious than MC. MC was given all sorts of books for expecting mothers, but he commandeered them and basically memorized them cover to cover. Any time MC has a question, he instantly has the answer or knows where to get the answer. When healers come to check up on MC and the baby, he is right there with her, holding her hand and asking questions and making them explain everything. He takes everything very seriously.
If MC has so much as a slight stomach ache or a headache, he is ready to call on a doctor or take her to St. Mungo’s unless MC can talk him down. If he starts getting too neurotic, MC calms him by putting his hands on her stomach. He instantly forgets all his worries and gets the biggest grin on his face when he feels the baby moving around.
Ominis is anxious, but he’s also really sweet. He knows what is going on biologically, but he still thinks this is the most unexplainable magic in the universe and he is dazzled by it. When MC reads to the baby, Ominis curls up with her and listens too. Every morning when they wake up, he greets the baby too and tells them how excited he is to meet them, kissing MC’s stomach.
Ominis loves to talk to the baby and give them attention. He will play the piano for MC and the baby, sing to them, read them poetry he composed, explain things to them, etc..
Setting up the nursery and coming up with possible names are his favorite activities. He can’t wait to finish work for the day so he can present MC with more names he thought of during the day and find little things to do around the nursery. He will definitely be the one who comes up with the name they choose.
He worries the baby will be born a parselmouth and/or blind. The healers have assured him that being born incurably blind will very likely not happen, but he worries anyway. They have told him that there is a decent chance their child will speak parseltongue. His greatest concern with having a parselmouth child is how they’ll be treated by their peers when they’re older. He would do anything to protect his child.
MC’s heart is full to bursting seeing how excited he is about this. She knew very early on that he would be a good father, and his anticipation only confirms that. She didn’t think it was possible to love him even more than she had before, but the couple constantly grow closer over their baby.
Most of all, Ominis can’t wait to be a father figure. He was never close with either of his parents, so it’s paramount to him that he and MC have a close, positive relationship with their child. He tells the baby every day about how they will have the best mother in the world, and how he will do his best every single day to be a good father. He is nervous about fatherhood, but ultimately optimistic.
#headcanons#I feel so crap today so this is gonna be the extent of any writing I get done today lmaoo#hogwarts legacy#ominis gaunt#ominis gaunt x mc#hogwarts legacy headcanon#Isabel Greymoore
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Questions pt 2
Summary:where the reader is on an interview and she gets asked questions about Jude
"Welcome y/n Bellingham, how are you today?"
"I'm good, how are you?
I'm great, thank you ,so a lot has been going on in your life recently"
"Yeah, it's been a lot"
"With your husband being transferd to Real Madrid, the hate comments he's been getting from liverpool fans , just recently celebrating his birthday, your new movie that's just dropped and the new magazine cover that's got everyone talking ,aswell as your kids adapting to the new situation, how has it all been for you?"
"Uhhmm, it's been a lot I'm not gonna lie, when Jude came to me and told me that Madrid had made him an offer I lost it ofcourse, because it's Madrid you know he sat on it long and hard and made the decision and we knew it was going to be tough and we prepared ourselves,
as for the hate comments Liverpool fans have been throwing at him
I just feel like they should honestly mind their own business cause, it doesn't concern then nor does it affect their way of living , Jude made a decision that he thinks is going to benefit him and make him stronger as a football player and I'll support it, the fans or other people weren't considered when this decision was made
"And how did you celebrate his Birthday?"
"We couldn't really feed him junk food and cake and all that because he'd already been to Greece and France, but we had a mini family get together with the kids and his parents, brother and best friends and I think he enjoyed it, he looked grateful"
"That sounds nice and what about the 2 new projects that you've recently dropped, tell us about those"
"Well firstly, time was tight, we needed to work fast, because with the move that was happening, the kids and Jude not being able to play in the Euro Qualifications, I was living according to a schedule for three months, everything was scheduled, from family time, bath time ,dinner, I hardly got to see my husband through the three months but in the magazine it's something I menton aswell like being a working football wife with kids does take a strain on you and your family, but if things are done in a certain way everything works out"
"So in the magazine you talk about you life as a working football wife with children"
"Yes because most football wives just become stay at home moms, and I'm not saying that's a bad thing just that it's a very brave thing to do"
"Why don't you want to become a stay at home mom, I mean I know if I had that opportunity I would take it"
"Firstly it's because I would become bored out of my mind if I did, I've got ADHD, so I can't focus on the same thing over and over again and also because I'm plan B"
"What do you mean you're plan B?"
"I mean that a lot of the times you see football players getting hurt and having serious injuries that nearly ended their careers, I obviously don't want that for Jude but, I lie awake at night thinking what if he got really hurt and he had to quit, it would kill me ofcourse, but we'd lose everything that's in our name and the Bills for whatever the injury would be would be very high, I don't want to be taking out loans on my house just to pay for medical Bill's, so that's why I'm plan B"
"That is a very smart way of thinking, And did you have a say in the Transfer to Madrid"
"Yes, I did we sat down together, talked it out, for a long time it was a very had decision to make considering all the other clubs that were interested in Him especially because Liverpool made their offer first and when we got the offer we wanted to see how it would impact us as a family and the impact it would have on our children"
"Speaking of your children, how are they adapting to the new change?"
" they are excited, already they are definitely taking it better than I thought they would, they can't wait to learn how to speak Spanish"
"So in another interview, your husband shared a fatherhood story about Lelani can you give us a Motherhood story that you remember"
"Uhmm Jabilo,one of my sons loves helping out wherever he can, whether it's in the Garden, the kitchen, the living room, just anywhere he can help he wants to help, but he also loves to climb things, so on one of my day offs he got sick, so sick he couldn't go to school and he stayed in bed, it wasn't until I fed him and gave him some medicine, he started running around the house for no reason at all, then I had and idea to make cookies hoping it would calm him down, so I placed out all the ingredients on the counter to make it easier for me and all, then all of a sudden I get a call from Jude checking up on him and the mistake I made is that I left the kitchen, when I come back after the call my bowl was on the floor, with butter, sugar and an egg and an egg shell, with Jabilo just sitting on the floor, bowl in between his legs and him attempting to mix everything with his hands, while at the same time he's covered in flour , when I asked him, what he was doing he said "helping you momma" I know I should've been mad but my heart wouldn't let me"
"And your other son?"
"Jordan, is a very quiet kid, he keeps to himself if he doesn't know you, but he's one of the those people to be comfortable with people close to him like family and friends
But when he is comfortable around you he's the comedian of the family, he'd tell ridiculously funny jokes and make impressions of famous people it scares me sometimes, but I see Jordan as the creative one out of all three of my children and not because he draws on my walls, but because, for his birthday we got him this thick notepad with colors and crayons to draw on and he protects those with his life, everyone in the house knows not to touch them, only he can touch them and if you do, he throws tantrums, but he's stopped with it now so"
"Well Y/N thank you so much for your time and telling us a little about your life
"Yeah no problem, thank you so much
#football#football fanfic#romance#world cup#x reader#fan fiction#love#soccer fanfiction#imagine#reader#jude x reader#jude victor william bellingham#jude#jude bellingham fanfiction#jude bellingham#hot footballers#fanfiction#fanfic#fan fic#soccer fan fiction#soccer#england squad#interview#lovers#reading#football imagine#gorgeous#football WAG#imagine Motherhood#loving
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Does Mephistopheles regularly beat all of his Cambion children? Or does he just particularly enjoy hurting Raphael? Or does he specifically find himself having to put Raphael in his place more often than the others?
Feel free not to answer if it’s too spoilery. I’m just curious. The Devil family dynamics are fascinating.
There's some indications that Mephistopheles raped so many women that he has like hundreds of cambion sons and has killed most of them. So that's the lore I'm going with, because that's fun for me, the idea that he just has this endless supply of weak (by fiend standards) sons that he can make do his bidding and torment whenever he likes.
I think Raphael's a bit special (like a few of his sons are), in the sense that he did actually genuinely rise to power, he is very intelligent, and he has secured the House of Hope which is strategically a very significant waypoint for Zariel, and therefore affords him more status than a (Ascended pit fiend) cambion would generally have. I would say that of the surviving cambion sons, he was the most powerful, and had been for some time. That along with Raphael's loyalty is the only reason why Mephistopheles deigned to resurrect him in the first place, he hasn't offered that to any of his other sons, who are just like...dead and/or lemures.
I don't think Mephistopheles regularly beats all his children, in fact I think he's as patchy with the concept of fatherhood as he is with all of his projects. But I do think he has a tangible enjoyment from tormenting Raphael, and I think Raphael doesn't do a great deal to discourage him, because it means he often gets away with other activities that like...his father underestimates him for / thinks he's incapable of.
Mephistopheles needs some of what Raphael supplies to him (particularly funds, most fiends don't care a very great deal about gold or wealth or anything like that. All wealth is measured in souls and the acquisition of souls, and they often need wealth to do that, but, only some are personally interested in attaining that wealth. Raphael is very good at securing gold / gems / capital for manipulating greater populations of people, so he therefore directly funds a lot of his father's 'projects' which means for thousands of years, Mephistopheles hasn't had to bother learning how to do that himself. Which makes him more kind of semi-dependent on what Raphael does for him.
He's been betrayed by at least one of his sons before, and very significantly, so I think he never misses an opportunity to both remind Raphael of his place, and get some enjoyment out of what he's doing re: hurting him. But I also think Raphael benefits from Mephistopheles thinking of him as some poetry-obsessed Faerun gadabout and assuming he's not capable of more than that).
Idk I have a lot of thoughts about those two, I do think Raphael is not above using himself as bait for example, to get enough soul coins to essentially rebuild the boundaries of the House of Hope and get his appetite quenched again. I think he also believes Mephistopheles won't come after him, because M is ultimate ADHD archduke - hyperfixated on a project and loses track of things very quickly (like literally, that's canon). I also think M doesn't want to visit Avernus and he doesn't want to lose the House of Hope so he'll probably grumble and kill some cornugons about it once he finds out, and then settle down lol.
#asks and answers#palmarosa#thespectaclesofthor#i just did too much rambling about this didn't i#basically like no he doesn't hit all his sons#he doesn't have anything to do with the vast majority of them#but raphael has carved a place out for himself in the world#and his father took notice#the beatings are 'proof' of raphael's loyalty to his father#and loyalty is rather rare in ba'ator#administrator gwyn wants this in the queue
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Episode 11: The Hairy Arachelmet
First of all, Kerubim's cup is in a dangerous ass place. If he spills it, he will have burns.
Truly, if Ecaflip wasn't on his side, he would be long dead.
Second of all, love that he begins looking at Simone when she's on The Ladder That Looks Like It Will Fucking Kill You.
When I first noticed this moment, I assumed it was Kerubim y'know. Ogling her. But now, considering this is the only time in the whole scene he's looking at her, I think he's looking at her because she's on The Ladder That Looks Like It Will Fucking Kill You, and if she began to fall things would be bad.
Btw, the only pictures Keke has in his home, anywhere where it's visible, are of himself, Lou, or some random scenery.
There HAS to be something psychological going on here, considering he is a father and canonically, uh, really normal about it.
Like. Whatever the reason for having Joris call him grampycat is, is the same for not putting up any cute pictures of Joris.
Something-something, his canonical guilt about killing ("""killing""") Julith, perhaps? Perhaps, feeling a bit too old for fatherhood? Maybe both?
On one hand, YESSS RARE SIMONE FAILGIRL MOMENT + i love it when people who are supposed to be good at something are bad at it.
On the other hand... Kerubim, your upbringing single-handedly changed the course of Joris's life so much, that, as an adult huppermage man, he uses a "magic wand" (log) to bash in people's skulls.
Kerubim yells at him to stop, and he just immediately stops and salutes.
It's never explained why Joris does this all the fucking time in the series, (besides the fact that he has ADHD. (To me. In my brain. I decided that he has it.)) but I think Kerubim did some Pikmin-style parenting shit on him.
Except instead of Pikmin it was probably something like "let's pretend I am a commanding officer and you are a member of the Bontarian army."
Okay, so, this is a whole can of worms we'll get in now.
This text is the famous Lorem Ipsum placeholder. The first two words are exactly Lorem Ipsum. Yet, I am mentally ill enough to sit down and translate this all.
So, uh. Yeah. I translated it by hand. It was painful.
The interesting parts are: the first page is the usual Lorem Ipsum placeholder with random edits, spaces, and changes. The second page is the original Lorem Ipsum from Cicero's De finibus bonorum et malorum.
I may be wrong with some of the spaces, because of the way the letters that look like " : :: . " and their weird sizes.
But also... Who give a shit?
Obligatory food moment: he is eating grapes and bird legs. Maybe tofu, or maybe other bird that size.
He is so fucking stupid.
My friend @dullard had pointed out that the way Kerubim's system works is probably by assigning a number to a direction.
I am not good with numbers OR directions, so I hope he makes a post about this. Or sends me an ask.
All I can point out, in regard to this, is the often neglected connection of Ecaflips to scrying and predicting the future and destiny.
So yeah. For all intents and purposes, Kerubim, with his level of luck, maaaay be a bit of an, uh. Oracle.
Though, I think he'd be scandalized by this idea I'm proposing here.
I suppose this episode's story takes place after the story in the episode 38, Dragokart Race, where Kerubim becomes a second place Dragokart champion.
Is this in any way relevant? No. Welcome to my blog, where I talk about literally the most useless Dofus facts. Anyway.
Adding to the list of Implied Adventures We Never See:
Literally everything to do with Atcham.
Kerubim working with Arachnees some more.
To be added.
Culture note: being a hypermage is associated with being smart and being able to predict how situations are going to go.
This blog may seem like it's pointing out the most obvious shit, but keep in mind, besides me wanting to gush about this show and write analysis pieces, this blog is also meant as a bit of a resource for Random Irrelevant Lore. For fic writers.
I may be the fic writers.
...It's interesting to think about how these cultural standards may affect Joris, who, in all honesty, is fucking stupid. There are pebbles where his brain should be.
Anyway.
He really is stupid.
For how cheerful this show is, this moment is a very stark reminder of the fact that Kerubim was fighting and killing people.
I think that the way he was describing this to Joris probably was something like "and then I sliced that guy in half". Which is both... very violent, and also not very detailed.
Your daily reminder that while searching for Ecaflip City, to get rich and be able to propose to Lou, he tried to fuck a pandawa girl, and DEFINITELY fucked these three. Sad! (Edit: that, or he was searching for it long before the proposal thing.)
Better late than never, Keke. Better late than never.
But it would have been cool if you knew that when you were [SPRAYS HIM WITH A WATER BOTTLE] an orphan, as described in the official text The Wheel of Destiny #8: Kerubim Crepin.
This is my legally required once-in-a-few-liveblogs Wheel of Destiny lore mention. You're welcome.
Joris looks like he heard what just happened, and like.... I know that this is just a funny animation moment.
but i want to belive so so badly, that, due to dragon possession, joris can hear whatever the fuck is going on with this hat, by intercepting its ~~psionic waves~~
that he just heard a spider call his father a motherfucker.
Is it not a wonderful vision of the world, that I just described here?
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about me/masterlist ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖
about me:
hi! i’m alice, i’m 18, and i’m a psychology student at college! i love writing stories and songs. music is my life. i love melanie martinez, ghost, grimes, björk, lana del rey and more. i’m also a gemini ♊︎
i take fanfiction requests for ghost! mostly terzo (SFW)
i also write custom comfort character letters for under 5 dollars!
here is a masterlist of all my work so far that will be updated as needed!
♡= my favorites
violetta fics
(violetta is the daughter of terzo/reader. all links below are fics that explicitly mention her name. i have other dad! terzo content as well that can be applied to her, but i’m placing them separately.)
the devil’s kiss (pt. 1) : after giving birth to you and terzo’s daughter, you discover there is something different about her.
the devil’s kiss (pt. 2) : violetta has a rough first day of school and is comforted by you and terzo.
broken by love: uncle copi babysits violetta. ♡
one step more:terzo catches violetta sneaking out of the house. ♡
my everything : you and terzo bring your son, vinnie, home for the first time.
the greatest - the universe presents copia with an opportunity he’s been waiting his whole life for: fatherhood.
terzo w/ goth daughter (hcs)
terzo’s family on halloween (hcs)
random violetta headcanons
dad! terzo headcanons
(my fics involving terzo as a dad that don’t explicitly mention violetta but can be applied to her.)
terzo as a dad
terzo w/ twin daughters
terzo taking kids to disneyland
terzo taking care of sick kids
terzo comforting kid after wisdom tooth surgery
dad! terzo during holidays
terzo x reader
(my fics involving terzo/ reader. most of them are fem! reader or at least imply so)
la mia musa: terzo finds a very special journal belonging to his faithful assistant.
the same level: reader opens up to terzo about her (restrictive) eating disorder. ♡
lavender haze: reader shows up to one of terzo’s infamous parties for the first time.
stuck: adhd! reader provides some insight to terzo when he opens up about his struggles with focusing.
shattered (pt. 1): terzo’s addiction has been worsening and you cannot sit back and watch any longer.
shattered (pt. 2): terzo seeks help for his addiction, and you both begin to heal.
silence- reader is shaken up after being followed by a man, and terzo is there to comfort them.
daisy chains- the story of how you and your childhood best friend repaired a broken bond.
terzo/reader on period (hcs) ♡
terzo/ hyperfem reader (hcs)
terzo/plus size reader (hcs)
(platonic) terzo/ ftm reader
other
uncle terzo headcanons
papas reacting to FNAF headcanons
#the band ghost#ghost band#papa emeritus iii#terzo#papa emeritus#ghost#papa terzo#papa emeritus x reader#terzo x reader#papa emeritus iii x reader
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In the mood for a Fic...
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1. Thank you thank you for everything you do! You keep the Mark for Later lists of basically my whole household very long and healthy! For the next IITMF, I would love to hear any recommendations for fusion AU fics! Would especially love recommendations for fusions with well-known media rather than niche media that I probably don't know, but anything's game. Bonus for hurt/comfort! Thanks fic detectives and mods!!
star trek au Series by thefaceofno (T/M, 36k, XiYao, ChengSong, SongXiao, ZhuiLing, WangXian, Star Trek Fusion, no prior knowledge of star trek needed, Pseudoscience, Pining, unbearable amounts of pining, Sharing a Bed, Alien Biology, emotions as a plot device, Misunderstandings, Friends With Benefits, one sided friends with benefits..., Developing Relationship, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Parenting)
You might find a few good ones in our Crossovers & Fandom Fusions pt.1 (not including SVSSS, TGCF, WOH, Guardian) comp!
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2. Hi Any fics showing the uncle nephew relationship between jc and shizhui? @bluepatrolkidscissors
Would You Come Home? by s6115 (Not Rated, 46k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Family Feels, Junior Quartet Dynamics, Journey of self discovery, Good uncle JC, Junior Quartet Centric, Time Travel)
none lives forever, brother, and nothing lasts for long by eena (M, 38k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, LSZ raised at Lotus Pier, JC found him first, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Dynamics, Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation)
sing to the clouds in summer by stiltonbasket (G, 28k, WangXian, JC & WWX, JC & LSZ, JC & JL, 13k words of JC figuring out that a-yuan is his nephew, ft. LXC and NHS the overprotective uncles, and lwj giving jc death glares, Family Secrets, Reconciliation, Sad JC, Uncle-Nephew Relationship, Eventual Happy Ending, [Podfic] sing to the clouds in summer by read_by_Sophie (Sophie) )
Time Kept Flowing by notoneforreality (T, 201k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Grief/Mourning, major character death is wwx, who comes back, Family, Autistic LWJ, Kid Fic, JC and LWJ raise the kids, Co-parenting is hard, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)
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3. For itmf fics, any that give off the vibe from this instagram fanart: (image description: 4 people are on a daybed. Wwx is lying on his side staring fondly at his family. A child between the ages 5 and 7 is kneeling on the bed by wwx's torso, excitedly reaching towards lwj. Lwj is sitting by wwx's feet patting the child's head. Lwj is holding a bundled baby in the other arm. The kids are dressed in Lan robes. A sunny peaceful day. End id)
These Two Most Powerful by stiltonbasket (G, 4k, WangXian, LXC & LWJ, Married Life, Family Feels, Parenthood, Temporary Amnesia, Time Travel, it's amnesia but it feels like time travel to lwj, wangxian have more babies, and they are the cutest buns, not your average amnesia fic? there's no drama here tbh, just soft husbands carrying on with fatherhood, And loving each other, Mild Angst, Happy Ending)
❤️Seen and not heard by eatmyass (E, 51k, WangXian, Case Fic, No Sunshot Campaign, AU in canon setting, Kid Fic, dadxian, Strangers to Lovers, Found Family, POV LWJ, Pining, Sharing a Bed, Fake/Pretend Relationship, First Time, Falling in love in metaphors)
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4. Thank you guys for all you do and your dedication to the fandom. I was hoping you could rec a list of fics modern and/or canon era where LWJ is depicted as a person with autism and WWX is an excellent partner. This could be a very direct representation or a read between the lines kind of thing. Thank you! ♡ @lovelyseraph
Extraordinary Attorney Wangji by PaidSubscription (T, 57k, WangXian, ChengQing, NieLan, Modern AU, Fluff, Slow Burn, Getting Together, Autistic LWJ, WWX Has ADHD, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Angst with a Happy Ending, Lawyers, Wholesome Wàngxiàn, Extraordinary Attorney Woo Storyline, Lan to the Wang to the Ji, LWJ Loves Rabbits, Neurodivergent Love)
leave all your love and your longing behind by ScarlettStorm (E, 143k, WangXian, Modern AU, Switch WangXian, Meet-Ugly, Panic Attacks, Autistic LWJ, Neurodivergent WWX, Hurt/Comfort, Pining, Minor Angst, Happy Ending)
🧡 Bunny date by Onomatopoetikon (T, 15k, WangXian, Modern AU, POV LWJ, Autistic LWJ, WWX Has ADHD, First Dates, First Kiss, Holding Hands, LWJ Uses Actual Words, Neurodiversity, Developing Relationship, Twin Jades of Lán Feels, Fluff, Romantic Fluff)
The Bunnysitter: a Post-it Romance by theLoyalRoyalGuard (G, 9k, WangXian, Modern AU, Fluff, really it's just soft and fluffy, with a tiny bit of angst for seasoning, Asexual LWJ, autistic LWJ, adhd WWX, I mean he's basically the ADHD poster child, cellist LWJ, Hacker WWX for justice, background 3zun, [Podfic] The Bunnysitter: a Post-it Romance by Cathalinareads (Cathalinaheart) )
Falling Headlong by floraidh (T, 35k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, this au is SOFT and KIND, folks we've got HAND HOLDING, and romantic ARTICLE CRITIGUES, and SKATING LESSONS, it is in fact askater au, First Meetings, First Kiss, Getting Together, autistic lwj, Autistic Character, i just love writing happy wangxian and that is what you will get here, and embarassing Lan Drunkji)
In my quiet sea, waves would sometimes rise by jiejieaini (T, 3k, WangXian, Autistic LWJ, meltdowns, Fluff and Angst, Adoption, Happy Ending, Established Relationship)
Cute Robot Weird by deliciousblizzardshark (G, 16k, WangXian, Modern AU, High School, Fluff, Panic Attacks, Non-Binary NHS, Autistic LWJ)
a new kind of silence by deliciousblizzardshark (E, 11k, WangXian, Modern AU, Autistic LWJ, Communication Disorder, Trans LWJ, Protective WWX, Pregnant LWJ, Panic Attacks, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Getting Together, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Soft WangXian, POV WWX)
Bunny Baby by deliciousblizzardshark (T, 9k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, LWJ Has Feelings, Soft WangXian, Gender-Nonconforming LWJ, Protective WWX, Bad Parent LQR, Fluff and Humor, LWJ is baby, Crossdressing, but it's just a person who wants to wear clothes not normally associated with their genderi, don't even know if 'crossdressing' is the right word because gender is a trap and a lie, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, POV WWX, Autistic LWJ, [Podfic of] Bunny Baby by frostedhearth)
Gently Haunted by LusBeatha (T, 19k, WangXian, Character Death, LWJ dies in the first scene and it's gradually uphill from there, Sentient Burial Mounds, Autistic LWJ, Shutdowns, Canon Divergence, Ghosts, Child LSZ Oblivious WWX, Getting Together, Ghost Marriage, ghost parenting, Grief/Mourning, but only for ghosts that are still present, Golden Core Reveal, Soup, Happy Ending)
as fearless as by thistleghost (T, 12k, WangXian, Modern AU, High School, Coming Out, Protective Siblings, sensory processing, SPD LWJ, Implied Autistic LWJ, Misunderstandings, implied 3zun, The Abject Horror of Shopping at Lush)
When we were small by deliciousblizzardshark (T, 7k, WangXian, Modern AU, Kid Fic, Good Uncle LQR, Neurodivergent LWJ, Baby LWJ, Baby WWX, Parenthood, Homophobia, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, POV LQR, Implied/Referenced Underage Sex, Grief/Mourning, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)
Always Be Closing by betts (E, 32k, WangXian, Past XianQing, Modern AU, America, Office, Kid Fic, Drunken Kissing, Semi-Public Sex, Sexting, Divorce, Falling In Love, Bank Robbery, Secret Relationship, Co-workers)
Breaking the curve by deliciousblizzardshark (T, 10k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Demisexual WWX, Fluff, Soft WangXian, Autistic LWJ)
your bones don't rust by curiositea (specifically ch 1) (M, 2k, wangxian, modern, fluff, light angst, anxiety, panic attacks, kissing, handfeeding, WIP)
Petrichor by SunBlueSun (E, 8k, WangXian, Bottom LWJ, Top WWX, heat exhaustion, Hurt/Comfort, Comfort Sex, Playing Doctor, Praise Kink, (mild praise kink), mention of past torture, Canon-Typical Violence, h/c meta, Autistic LWJ, Mention of switching, Dirty Talk, Soft WangXian, Cuddling & Snuggling)
the sound of you by kyeowoolie (T, 3k, WangXian, Modern AU, High School, Autistic LWJ, Supportive WWX, Fluff, Kissing, READ THE NOTES!!)
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5. Hello once again!! Hope you're doing fine mods. Sorry i seem to be asking too much from you guys recently.. but I'm in mood for fics with Lan Xichen bashing or not friendly with him . I mean if the fandom can acknowledge JC's fault then why not Lan Xichen's? He wasn't exactly that good.... @whateverweilanlovechild
justice by thelastdboy (M, 2k, WangXian, LXC & LWJ, LQR & LXC, LSZ & LWJ, POV LXC, Implied WangXian, LWJ's WhippingV, ictim Blaming, Canon Compliant, Blood and Injury, Injury Recovery, Hurt LWJ, LXC isn't a good brother here, Not LXC Friendly, First Siege of the Burial Mounds, Gūsū Lán Sect Punishment Methods, Not Lan Sect Friendly, Minor Character Death, Dead WWX, Angst, Post-Bloodbath of Nightless City)
conflict by thelastdboy (M, 2k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, MDM Lan Lives, Post-Sunshot Campaign, References to Depression, Selectively Mute LWJ, LWJ & LQY Friendship, Modern AU but not too modern™, mlm/wlw solidarity, Pre-WangXian, Wēn Remnants Live, LWJ saves the Wēn Remnants, LWJ's Punishment, Whipping, LWJ Needs a Hug, POV LWJ, Neurodivergent LWJ, Stimming) and this wip as well, which will definitely acknoledge that lxc can do wrong actually
A Future Family In A Broken Past by Hauntcats (T, 121k, WangXian, LQY/WQ, SongLi, NieLan, Jiāng Family Bashing, Not Cultivation World Friendly, Family Dynamics, happy ending of sorts, Not Jiang Clan Friendly, Angst with a Happy Ending, Time Travel Fix-It, Canon Divergence, Homophobia, Homophobic Language, YZY Bashing)
When has silence saved anyone? By Vrishchika (T, 6k, WangXian, Post-Canon, LXC Critical, Gūsū Lán Sect, Not for LXC Fans, novel canon, Salt, Angry LWJ, Angry LSZ, Family Feels, WWX Protection Squad, LXC Gets Scolded, Based on Chapter 99 the Novel)
to arrive late is better than not to arrive at all by Moominmammashandbag (M, 34k, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Happy Ending, Soulmates, Chronic Illness, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Hanahaki Disease, but as a curse, Feelings Realization, obsession with interior design, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Family Angst, sibling angst, Wedding, Motion Sickness, sect politics, Marriage Proposal)
Nothing but your heart by airinshaw (E, 21k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O Dynamics, Implied Mpreg, First Time, Getting Together, Angst and Drama, Angst with a Happy Ending, Anal Sex, Whump, Breeding Kink)
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6. I’m looking for a fic where novel or donghua wwx gets his original body back after canon, I think there’s one where he sees his reflection in a lake but I may be mistaken
the sun of your skin by Corinne K (Corinne_K) (E, 4k, WangXian, Bottom LWJ/Top WWX, Established Relationship, Post-Canon, Mild Pain Kink)
Touch That Body, (It's Not Mine) by brrrrrRawr (T, 3k, WangXian, WWX & JC, WWX & Juniors, WWX in WWX's original body, Fluff, Pet Names, Blushing, No Smut, Genius WWX, yunmeng bros reconciliation, endgame lotus pier, big bro wwx rights, also dad wwx rights, BAMF WWX, Bad Writing, Body Dysphoria)
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7. hi can i request any fic recs where lwj has a competence kink with regards to wwx. does not have to be bottom lwj. i just really want lwj to be hornee af for a super capable wwx.
Fighting Chance by fyredancer (E, 15k, WangXian, Modern AU, modern cultivation au, Competition, Tournaments, Secret Identity, kinda - Wei Wuxian is very obvious, Competence Kink, Feelings Realization, Love Confessions, First Kiss, First Time, Hand Jobs, Frottage)
This Tornado Loves You by FeelsForBreakfast (M, 8k, WangXian, Modern AU, LWJ's Yiling Laozu kink, you will say 'yiling laozu hot' or your money back, Horror, modern cultivation au, Pizza Hut, Humor, Mistaken Identity, Modern with Magic)
You still sound like a song by Moominmammashandbag (M, 64k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Ghost!WWX, Mystery, LWJ plays inquiry, AU from after the Wens came to Lotus Pier, Most people lived, not everybody died, Angst with a Happy Ending, river spirit!WWX, Angst and Feels, description of murder, imminent smut, Execution, Dogs, Poisons, Discussion of Attempted Murder, BAMF WWX, Family Feels)
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8. For itmf, any fics where wwx and lwj are some types of shapeshifters (esp both of them, like I know there's a bunch of fox!Xian and dragonji fics, so like those but also other mythical creature forms) and they're a couple. Esp any where they have kids (adopted is cool, but also blood kids too). And esp any where jc and/or jl find out and REALLY want to be positively involved in the babies (and their parents') lives.
Changes by Duochanfan (Not Rated, 45k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Drama, Mpreg, Shapeshifters AU, Sunshot Campaign, Baby LSZ, Angst with a Happy Ending, JGS is a warning unto himself, Past Miscarriage, Good YZY, injuries, Death of people, Not anyone we like)
The Beast of Gusu series by Netrixie (T&M, 212k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Wolf WWX, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Happy Ending)
Letterless by diamondbruise (E, 16k, WangXian, DragonJi/FoxXian, marriage proposals, Getting Together, Pining, Kinda Crackish though we treat that seriously here, Anal Sex, Consensual Non-Consent, Double Penetration in One Hole)
flame and rust by cl410 (M, 34k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Happy ending, Dragon WWX, Fluff and Humor, Light angst)
a siren's tail by sweetlolixo (M, 2k, WangXian, Dark Fantasy, Dragon LWJ, Siren WWX, Dark LWJ, Dark LSZ, Dragon LSZ, lying by omission, Manipulation, mpreg mention, Royalty, Happy Ending)
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9. Hi mods! For the next “I’m in the mood for” I was wondering if you had any fics about LWJ thinking WWX and LXC are together even though they’re not and misunderstanding everything? Thanks!
The Twin Jade Problem by bonyenne (T, 23k, wangxian, LXC&LWJ, modern, college/university, humor, miscommunication)
Travel Back Down That Road by iSwallowMy_converse (T, 8k, WangXian,JC & WWX, Canon Divergence, Time Travel Fix-It, BAMF WWX, YL WWX, WWX is embarassed, and then he gets mad, ranting out 13 years worth anger, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies)
Not That Great a Sacrifice by Winglesss (E, 37k, WangXian, Fantasy, Historical, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Magic-Users, Elemental Magic, Arranged Marriage, With A Twist, Marriage of Convenience, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Forbidden Love, Soul Bond, Miscommunication, Explicit Sexual Content, Weddings, Wedding Night, Supportive Siblings, Background Relationships, Happy Ending, Light Angst, Fluff and Humor, POV Alternating)
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10. Hi! Can you recommend some fics where Wei wuxian doesn’t have his golden core but also doesn’t start demonic cultivation? So he can’t cultivate at all and has to rely on others more. I also just think I’d be cool to explore what his plan was for after he gave up his golden core (before he knew demonic cultivation was an option). Thanks!
🧡CSI: Gusu Edition Series by Stratisphyre (M, 39k, WangXian, WWX & LQR, Modern with Magic AU, College AU, Golden Core Reveal, Single parent WWX, Good Uncle LQR, Hospitalization, Allusions to violence and murder)
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11. Hi! For the next ITMF, I'm not so sure if it has been asked before but can you recommend me some canon au fics where WWX does not get recognized at Dafan Mountain? I've only found focal, filler, and line by bosbie which is a WIP. I thank you all for all the wonderful work you guys do. 💖💖💖
Evil Eyes by Janusoverlord (M, 33k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, WWX stays at Mò Manor, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Canon - Book, Identity Porn, Secret Identity, Body Dysphoria, Forced Prostitution Mention, Case Fic, Dead XY, Human Trafficking, Drug Use)
watch the slow door by Lirelyn (T, 2k, WangXian, Identity Reveal, Grief/Mourning, Dreams and Nightmares, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canon Divergence, lwj wasn't close enough to hear the music on dafan mountain, thats it thats the divergence)
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12. Hellooooo! Thank you for your continous dedication to the cause 😆 what would we all do without you??
I'm really in the mood for a fic where we see wwx be possessive and/or jealous over lwj. I've looked through the jealous!wwx and possessive!wwx tags on ao3, but it seems like the fics that are tagged this way are majoritarily ones that highlight a dynamic of lwj being submissive (*and* the bottom, if its an explicit fic) which I find too far outside of their canon dynamic. I want it to feel like the same universe :(
Do you know of any fics (explicit is fine and encouraged) where we really see wwx drinking vinegar?? He's certainly got the range! I just would like for it to feel like the same relationship dynamic from canon.
Thank you in advance if you know of any! @nobody-tosses-a-hutt
It's Over Isn't It by Theladyofravenclaw (T, 68k, WangXian, LWJ/OC, Oblivious WWX, Jealous WWX, One-Sided Attraction, Canon Divergence, it says Lan Zhan and another character but it's all one sided,we got a love triangle baby, Canonical Character Death, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort) I just finished my latest story "It's Over Isn't It" where wwx has a love rival and gets very jealous
🧡 The Proposal by LFMH021 (T, 93k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Mutual Pining, Marriage Proposal, Marriage, Courtship, WWX denying his feelings until he can't, LWJ and WWX are dumb idiots in love, Love Triangles, Brotherly Love, Between LXC and LWJ AND JC and WWX, LSZ just want his parents' happily ever after, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Attempt at Humor, Light Angst, Dumb Love Confessions because that's kinda canon?, Eventual Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort)
A storm without a warning by Spodumene (E, 22k, WangXian, Modern AU, Compulsory Heterosexuality, Masturbation, Eventual Smut, Pining, Denial, Drunkenness, Jealousy, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Angst with a Happy Ending)
here's to the goth twinks who brunch by damnslippyplanet (M, 3k, WangXian, past WangYu, Modern AU, Friends to Lovers, pure unfiltered nonsense, Fluff)
payload by lanzhancore (M, 2k, WangXian, Modern AU, Age Difference, Jealousy, babysitter wwx)
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13. hii,hope you're all doing well <3 for the next itmf do you have any `missing wei ying` fanfics? preferably post canon but it's not necessary :3
I'm the anon that asked no 13 in the latest wangxian itmf about missing wwx, sorry for misunderstandings :/ i meant it as in being kidnapped
Between The Lines by Witch_Nova221 (M, 153k, WangXian, Epistolary, Romance, Eventual Romance, Fluff and Angst, Letters, Falling In Love, Love Confessions, Love Letters, Long-Distance Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Loss, Post-Canon, Idiots in Love) wifi goes missing at one point and has to be rescued though it’s not the focus of the story
some good mistakes by Lise (T, 18k, WangXian, JC & WWX, JC & LWJ, Road Trips, (terrible road trips), Post-Canon, POV JC, Rescue Missions, Hurt/Comfort, (Ish), Awkward Conversations, JC & WWX Reconciliation, (ish they're working on it) )
Wei Wuxian’s Kidnapping Back and Forth Farce (Starring Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji) by misscam (M, 5k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Humor, CQL!verse, some novel inspiration, Switching)
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14. itmf fics where wwx was imprisoned by the clans (jin, lan, jiang, any clan really) instead of dying after the first siege of the burial mounds. If nsfw please bottom wwx only 🙏
❤️ whipstitch by curiositykilled (M, 131k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Dysfunctional Family, Torture, WWX Lives, but basically no one else, Case Fic, Cultivation Sect Politics, Past Abuse, WWX Whump, YL WWX, JL Needs a Hug, JL Tries, Yunmeng Bro Reconciliation, Past Character Death, Body Horror, Non-Consensual Body Modification, POV Alternating, Flashbacks, Eventual Happy Ending, Heavy Angst, Suicide Attempt, PTSD, Depression, Not A Fix-It, Mouth Sewn Shut)
❤️Dream a little dream of me by Moominmammashandbag (M, 60k, wangxian, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, mentions of torture, Mention of dismemberment, Coming Out, Plotting and scheming, animate body parts, goose, and supporting avian cast, Anxiety Disorder, Anxiety Attacks, goose!NMJ Reincarnation, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Incest, Do not fuck with NHS, Dreamwalking, Angst with a Happy Ending, JZX Lives)
on restitution by glitteringmoonlight (M, 98k, LSZ & WWX, JL & WWX, WangXian, Dark JC, not for jc fans, Captivity, Angst with a Happy Ending, no reconciliation though, definitely no reconciliation, Crossdressing, Non-Graphic Torture, Violence)
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15. Hello. I'm in the mood for a fic where Wei Wuxian suffers from A) hanahaki or B) some kind of illness, chronic pain or something like that. I searched for hanahaki in ao3 and every. single . Fic. Every.single.fic was Lan zhan getting a hanahaki spitting flowers or something. Really hated it being typical. Thankyou for hardwork. @whateverweilanlovechild
15A)
This Lantern Shines For You by apollonie (M, 10k, WangXian, Hanahaki Disease, Angst with a Happy Ending, Post-Canon, Pining WWX, WWX Needs a Hug, LWJ is a Disaster Gay)
Slowly Growing On Me by Latios (T, 9k, WangXian, Hanahaki Disease, Allergies, Flowers, Hanahaki AU, LWJ has allergies, and WWX is a walking flower bomb about to go off, Angst with a Happy Ending)
not in so many words by jaws_3 (T, 18k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, offshoot of a hanahaki au, somehow without the angst, but WITH the body horror warning that comes with coughing up flowers, Fluff, Getting Together, yunmeng trio shenanigans, Mutual Pining)
bloody flowers i made for you. by anxiouswreck0_0 (T, 3k, WangXian, Hanahaki Disease, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Happy Ending)
in sickness and in health by UniqueChimera (M, 2k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Royalty, Hanahaki Disease, Angst with a Happy Ending, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Body Horror, in the style of hanahaki)
Roses for the Impossible Miracle by Akabara_13 (T, 1k, WangXian, Hanahaki Disease, One-Sided Love, Unrequited Love, Heavy Angst, Dead Dove: Do not eat)
Regret Blossoms by piecrust (G, 7k, WangXian, Hanahaki Disease) the summary only mentions wanji however *SPOILER* wei ying gets it too :(
hope blooms by orphan_account (T, 3k, WangXian, Hanahaki Disease, Pining, Amnesia, Epistolary, Fluff, with a soupçon of angst I guess?, idk i feel like we all calibrate angst differently, Happy Ending) and this fic by a diff author follows up and shows wei yings hanahaki recovery :)
to arrive late is better than not to arrive at all by Moominmammashandbag (M, 34k, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Happy Ending, Soulmates, Chronic Illness, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Hanahaki Disease, but as a curse, Feelings Realization, obsession with interior design, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Family Angst, sibling angst, Wedding, Motion Sickness, sect politics, Marriage Proposal) (link in #5) has wwx suffering from a hanahaki type of curse? But it doesn't last for very long
15B)
scurvy by astronicht (T, 1k, WangXian, Chronic Illness, Chronic Pain, Demonic Cultivation Harms Body and Spirit Type of Chronic Illness, Hurt/a little comfort, Pre-Slash, Modern with Magic, Modern with Cultivation)
the soft animal of your body by sysrae (T, 15k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, modern culitvation, Golden Core Reveal, Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Animal Transformation, Shapeshifting, Sort Of, Getting Together, Confessions)
please don't let me be misunderstood by sysrae (T, 3k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, getting hit by cars, Past Child Abuse)
When You Wake, 怎能当梦一场 by MouSanRen (T, 39k, WangXian, WWX is in a coma, Angst with a Happy Ending, Modern AU, Single Dad LWJ, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Parenthood, YZY's A+ Parenting, JFM's A+ parenting)
And I’ll Press You to the Pages of My Heart | 心动的痕迹 by soundlessspills (E, 32k, WangXian, Modern AU, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, Identity Reveal, Friends to Lovers, Angst with a Happy Ending, Time Skips, Grief/Mourning, yunmeng sibs, First Time, Light Bondage, Mirror Sex, brief mention of body image issues, gege kink)
floodplain (silt) by astronicht (M, 9k, WangXian, JC's Cat Princess Peach, demonic cultivation as a chronic illness, Sort Of, Chronic Pain, Modern with Magic, Urban Fantasy, impromptu washroom surgery, Hurt Some Comfort, Hopeful Ending, Podfic: The Silt or Scurvy Series by raitala)
Twelve Moons and a Fortnight by stiltonbasket (M, 290k, WangXian, Humor, Slow Burn, Post-Canon Fix-It, Long-Distance Relationship, Epistolary, Love Letters, Family Feels, a-qing lives, teenage romance, Adoption, Romantic Comedy, Happy Ending, Weddings, Case Fic, Parenthood, Politics) It has chronically ill wwx but no hanahaki trope
Hold You Like a Hand Grenade by GravityWinsAgain (E, 6k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Chronic Pain, magic cure that is not lwj's dick, but wwx gets lwj's dick anyway, Hand Jobs, Golden Core Reveal, First Time)
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16. Hi! Thanks so much for making this blog I always get such good fic recs from it. For the next iitmf I was wondering if you had any recs for fix-it fics revolving around the yunmeng siblings where they talk and resolve their issues? Thanks again!
everyone else is spring bound by Lise (T, 18k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Post-Finale, Dysfunctional Family, Family Bonding, JC & WWX Reconciliation, JC Needs a Hug, or a nap really, POV JC, Brothers, Family Feels, Light Angst, Reconciliation, Awkward Conversations, Everyone Is Doing Their Best)
What Is Left Over by qodqodqod (T, 30k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Yunmeng Shuangjie, Yunmeng brothers, Post-Canon Fix-It, WWX Has a New Golden Core, Happy Ending, WangXian in Love, SO SO SO IN LOVE, bite-sized angst, JC & WWX Reconciliation, Training Montage)
辞旧迎新 | ushering in the new by doubletan (G, 6k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Chinese New Year, Family Feels, Family Fluff, Family Bonding, Brotherly Bonding, Brother Feels, Fluff, Happy Ending, Angst and Feels, Protective LWJ, Post-Canon, POV WWX, Yunmeng Shuangjie, JC & WWX Reconciliation, JC is Loved, Good Uncle JC, Good Uncle WWX)
Living by WithBroomBefore (G, 15k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, POV LWJ, WWX Lives, JYL Lives, Family Feels, Siblings, Crying, Lots of it, Suicide Attempt, just the one though, everyone goes to Lotus Pier, plot happens offscreen, Healing, Sad with a Happy Ending, Minor Character Death, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hugs)
Break by AiyexAyen (T, 5k, JC & WWX, Background WangXian, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Crying, JC Needs a Hug, Canon Divergence, lotus pier ancestral hall, Siblings, Reconciliation, coming home, Family Feels, Good Uncle JC, JL Needs a Hug)
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17. for itmf: i'd love to be rec'd anyone's favorite funny/humor fics! preferably of the banter/comedic timing/funny prose variety, NOT the comedic misunderstanding variety. thank you!!<333 @kisskissgotohell
My Next Life as a Bunny by shorimochi (T, 10k, WangXian, Reincarnation, Canon Divergence, Vore, but not really?, Food) dont let the vore tag put you off its very cute and funny
CEO Billionaire Lan Zhan by detention_notes (T, 2k, WangXian, Modern AU, Parody, Pining, Bunnies, Wealth, Crack)
no certainty of doors between us by betts (T, 6k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Roommates, Crack Treated Seriously, Drunken Confessions, Idiots in Love, dubiously consensual spooning, Enemies to Lovers, Sharing Clothes, Hurt/Comfort, Tooth-Rotting Fluff)
The (Several) Convenient Kidnappings of the Chief Cultivator by the Yiling Patriarch by misscam (M, 3k, WangXian, Humor, Spoilers, mush of series and novel, some adult action, Switching)
The Nie Sect Discussion Conference That No One, Ever, Will Discuss Again. by mondengel (Not Rated, 1k, WangXian, Humor)
🧡Important Distinctions by nagi_blue (T, 5k, [Podfic] Important Distinctions by semperfiona_podfic (semperfiona) )
how to foil your evil husband's evil plans, a backwards guide by ravenditefairylights (T, 29k, YaoSu, NHS & QS, Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Sibling Incest, Trust Issues, Implied/Referenced Torture, Murder Mystery, Implied/Referenced Child Death, Attempted Murder, Murder, Kidnapping, Crossdressing)
happy not knowing by plonk (Not Rated, 16k, WangXian, Canon Era, Canon Divergence, Established Relationship)
Kind of Evil by nirejseki (G, 1k, Canon Divergence, sentient sabers, Sentient Swords, BAMFs)
WeHateDogs by trippednfell (T, 3k, WangXian, Modern AU, Inspired by Twitter, Social Media AU, WWX is a professional dog hater, Fluff and Crack)
Wei Wuxian’s Kidnapping Back and Forth Farce (Starring Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji) by misscam (M, 5k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Humor, CQL!verse, some novel inspiration, Switching) (link in #13)
My Zhiji's On Broadway by ScarlettStorm (E, 15k, Wangxian, Modern AU, Drunken Shenanigans, Drunk LWJ, seattle jokes, Getting Together, First Time, white girl wasted lwj, get in losers we're going clubbing, responsible wwx, wwx does not want to be the responsible one, also MM is there, dunking on expensive seattle hotels, bag of dicks, Minor Angst, major comed, ythe spirit took me, still cultivators, Vague Worldbuilding, Biting, Hand Jobs, weirdly sexual cheeseburgers, not in that order)
Bodega Love Series by cicer (T/M, 35k, WangXian, Modern AU, bisexual disaster wwx, text conversations, reckless use of emojis, unrepentent goofiness, inept matchmaking, people being overly invested in their friends' love lives, people trolling their siblings, Asexual Characters, wholesome coming out arcs)
live from new york Series by varnes (E/M, 105k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, This is a SNL AU, however the juniors are featured and there are lots of shenanigans!, slow burn, friends to lovers, pining, getting together, happy ending, Secret Marriage, Accidental Marriage, it's like that thing where you marry your coworker by accident, but don't find out about it for three and a half years?)
i know who i want to take me home by ScarlettStorm (E, 16k, WangXian, Modern AU, no magic, bartender WWX, Drunk LWJ, Caretaking, Meet-Cute, meeting your soulmate because someone got him drunk AF and left him at your bar, late-night diner food, Fluff, Comedy, Smut, Minor Angst, major shenanigans)
There’s A Molester On The Loose At Phoenix Mountain!! by sweetlolixo (G, 3k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Humor, Crack, Fluff, Romance, WWX starts a #MeToo movement, Men can get molested too!!!!!, LWJ deserved some repercussions!!!!, please do not take this fic too seriously, Wangxian happy ending)
Re: Inquiry by MimiSpearmint (E, 15k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Modern with Magic, the lans do Inquiry but with emails instead of qins, Case Fic, London, Anal Sex, Under-negotiated Kink, Spanking, Grindr, Getting Together, lwj FUCKS, lots of tech in modern cultivation, Scotland, gratuitous wetherspoons)
Meng Yao vs. the Board of the Homeowner's Association Series by Ariaste (M/T, 119k, WIP, XiYao, WangXian, Modern AU, Established Relationship, xiyao and wangxian are both already married, Family Feels, Domestic Fluff, Family Bonding, Slice of Life, Discussions of Past Trauma, wwx's canonical kinks, HOAverse)
My chain hits my chest/When I'm bangin' on the radio by x_los (T, 2k, WangXian, Case Fic, Modern with Magic, Competence Kink, Yiling Laozu)
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Hi i saw your post about hot shot being a rodiclash kid and you’re so right you are correct and speaking gods truth and you have opened my eyes and now i’m having thoughts about it and you started this so now I’m sharing them with you <3
I’m mostly thinking of hot shot’s personality and where they came from and i have come to the angsty conclusion that it comes somewhere from being told conflicting information on his parents, mainly rodimus. Because like imagine you’re him, you’re a kid, and your sire has this fan club that loves him and always talks about how awesome he is, and you agree! Dads great! But then they start talking about your other parent, and they really don’t like him. They say he’s too arrogant, not worthy of Thunderclash. You love both your parents and so you’re kinda confused and you’re a child so yknow peer pressure is a pretty big thing when you have no idea about your own identity. But then sire is telling you that actually carrier is the best, he’s amazing and you shouldn’t listen to those people, but they’re really loud. They’re so loud that while you’re able to be unaffected towards your carrier, loving them just the same, you can’t stop finding those traits they hate in him in yourself. And it all eventually devolves into this horrible soup of acting like you’re the best and perfect to hide from how conflicted and kinda bad you feel about yourself.
Or yknow the lighter route of him just kinda being a cocky kid because kids are just cocky a lot
Sorry this was a lot but you had me thinking hard and this is now my new hc kid for them and you are now the only person i know who agrees with this and so i must share with somebody or i will implode
RAUUGUGHGHH FIRST OF ALL. THANK YOU FOR THIS ANON and happy new year! it's such a joy to know my silly transformers posts from years ago are still running around the block.... and SOMEONE UNDERSTANDS MY HEADCANON!!!! also i love getting asks. best gift ever.
I ABSOLUTELY AGREE WITH THIS mostly for the rodimus hateclub because me and my friends always used to joke about it...but it's very real in my heart im so sorry rodimus. even if ur a good guy deep down. i know the tabloids were craaaazy when word got out he had a sparkling. i think fatherhood was his redemption arc unironically--like hotshot era rodimus WAS A DIFFERENT MAN. but that stressor of performance that he'd probably put on in front of hot shot definitely i think would factor into his (hot shots) behavior. rodimus is already so impulsive and good at hiding insecurities to a fault, and kids READ EMOTIONS DISTURBINGLY WELL so it's definitely. a behavioral cuckoo house. it's like almond moms but for ADHD supression.
thunderclash was like. already perfect and the supportive dad so i have nothing to say here on that topic it's relatively obvious how he'd parent--but i do think he'd be the type to want to parent privately knowing their own fame so then it's also like; why are my parents hiding me from the public lol. i know they're arguing on when to bring this kid out.
i have so much drama in my head. im rereading this and realizing it barely has anything to do with your own anon but it caused some of my old ideas to resurface so i will SHARE THEM HERE NOW!!!
#talking about robot mpreg in 2024 wasn't on my bucket list but it takes me back#HAHAHA#ask#anon#transformers#mtmte#rodiclash#hot shot#rodimus#thunderclash#tf
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🧑🍼, 🧪, 🐱 and for u also the sexuality, gender, nd and disability questions for the main guys?
🧑🍼 - Oh boy. Considering he never really got to raise his daughter (more on that in a later post), and that he met/started taking care of the turtles when they were 6-10 (also probably in a later post) he’s doesn’t really know what he’s doing? But he’s not doing the worst job on the planet.
He wants to raise them “well” but he’s allergic to fatherhood. He’s a bit pathetic but his heart is mostly in the right place. Him and Leo have some Cold War shit going on between them.
Basically he’s raising them to the best of his abilities but he is a chronically depressed divorced middle aged bachelor and shit is tough. But also he sucks a bit.
🧪 - The mutagen is developed by a group of scientists who “work” for the Foot Clan. This includes Venus (doing this for a college credit) and Baxter Stockman (is being held against his will).
The project is issued by Shredder as an attempt to create both disposable and elite mutant soldiers. It is shut down roughly 6-7 years later, but not before some of the “experiments” start to show promise. I like to think dealing with Mikey and Raph was too much for them, but it was more likely some other mutants going rogue.
🐱 - Mikey has his Klunk army (11 cats total), and Casey owns a chihuahua that Ralph adores. I think Donnie would love keeping insects but he gets vetoed by the rest of his family.
As for the sexuality, gender, nd and disability status of the turtles, they’re listed as follows:
Leo: aromantic, transfem, adhd + ocd, is eventually going to lose a limb/mobility but shhhhh she doesn’t know that yet
Donnie: asexual, doesn’t care about gender but isn’t cis, autism + low empathy, gets migraines
Raph: garden variety fag (but doesn’t know it yet), boygirl, autism + some sort of mood disorder, missing an eye and probably needs glasses
Mikey: aroace, all the gender I guess, autism + adhd, mostly nonverbal but signs frequently
#Thanks for the ask!!#sorry this was in my drafts all day#asks#tmnt#tmnt iteration#tmnt au#tmnt: honor bound
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Heisenberg❤️ Imagines and Headcanons
Savior in a Trench Coat
He Saved Me, But Why?
Landlines
Landlines (Part 2)
Hallucinations
The Bet
Knight in Shining Armor
He’s Jealous.
Advice from The Duke
A Fragile Heart
Leader of the Pack
Dense as Hell
Flustered
Pushed Over the Edge
A New Life
Hate?
Fatherhood
Simple Enjoyment
To Love or Not Love
Night Terrors
Five Minutes?
A Good Father
A Moment of Peace
Lessons in Love
Guilty
A Nice Evening
Maternal Instincts
Braiding
Love Can be Painful
A Changed Man
The Illness
The Fear of Fatherhood
To Wait
Revenge
The Power of Protection
Loneliness
Come to Bed, Darling
A Domestic Life
A New Arrival
A Downpour
The Blessings of Lord Heisenberg
Who Knew a First Kiss Could be a Last?
Heisenberg: An Emotional Analysis
A Love Letter?
DIY Wedding Rings
The Worst Kind of Family Meetings
Love Without End
Distance
You’re Really Not Lycan That
To Raise The Spawn of Lord Heisenberg
Moments of Reflection
Boulder-Punching Asshole
Lord Fashionista
Ethan Winters?
Just a Monster
Jealous Streak
Favorites
Something Special
Junior?
Chaos in the Heisenberg Household
To Have and To Hold
A Better Life
Forgotten Memories
This Isn’t a Family
Coraline
A Heart Forged in Fire
Come Again?
Courage
Experiment Gone Wrong
The Dragon’s Keep
Village of Cruelty
Better Off Without Me
What Could Have Been
Mother Knows Best: Dimitrescu Edition
Heisendad
Words From The Duke
Uncertainty
Fatherhood At Last
Nothing is Ever Lost
Second Drawer Down
Werewolves of Romania
Not All Who Wander Are Lost
The Terror of Darkness
It’s a Small World
The Fifth Lord
A Lonesome Morning
Once Upon a Time
A Start of Something Special
A Start of Something Special (Part 2)
The Night of The Ball
The First of Many
Electrical Problems? For Real?
And Baby Makes Three
Stalker Vibes
Simpler Times
The Happiest of Birthdays!
Holidays with the Heisenberg Family 🎄
Karl Heisenberg Being an Overprotective Dad when it comes to His Daughter and Boys
Heisenberg with an S/O who’s a Lycan Headcanons
Taking Care of Karl Heisenberg Headcanons
Karl Heisenberg with a Sex-Repulsed Asexual Reader Headcanons
Heisenberg’s Reaction When Asked to Change the Baby’s Diaper Headcanons
Heisenberg Comforts You About Your Eye Color Headcanons
Heisenberg Discovering Your Talent For Metal Singing Headcanons
Heisenberg’s Reaction to a Giggly and Affectionate Drunk Reader Headcanons
Heisenberg’s Reaction to His S/O Who Makes Him Little Trinkets
Heisenberg’s Reaction to an S/O with ADHD
Heisenberg’s Reaction to a Reader with a Very High Libido
Heisenberg with an MC Who Already Has a Daughter Headcanons
Post-Village Heisenberg with his S/O Headcanons
Heisenberg as a Grandfather Headcanons
Heisenberg and a Fem!Reader Who Doesn’t Like Wearing Traditional “Feminine” Things (Dresses, Skirts, High Heels, Makeup, Perfume, Ect.)
Heisenberg with an Insecure Reader Headcanons
Being BFFs with Heisenberg Headcanons
Self-Aware Heisenberg Headcanons
Heisenberg’s Reaction to You Crocheting Him a Sweater Headcanons
Headcanons For Heisenberg Who is Madly in Love With the Reader, Who Works as a Gardener at Castle Dimitrescu
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Empires SMP S1 Fanfic: Once Around the Empires, Pt 1
Characters: PearlescentMoon, MythicalSausage, Scott Smajor, Xornoth (elf version), Shubble, Pixlriffs, GeminiTay, fWhip, LDShadowLady, Joel Smallishbeans, Joey Graceffa, Jimmy Solidarity, Katherine Elizabeth, and a small flock of adopted children
Relationships: MythicalSausage/Scott Smajor, LDShadowLady/Joel Smallishbeans, Katherine/Shrub
Tags: Empires SMP S1 AU, scosage, nature wives, adoption, wholesome, fluff
Note: acknowledgement of amputation (not sure how else to tag that but just in case)
Summary: Having noticed that fatherhood is wearing on Scott and Sausage, Pearl suggests that the rest of the rulers take some turns at babysitting their kids. Everyone gets a learning experience: the children as well as the emperors. In particular, Lizzie gets in over her head, some poignant moments occur, and - as tends to happen with these things – somehow they lose track of who has the baby.
(Also available on Ao3!)
[ A/N: The story of how Scott and Sausage ended up together (and how Sausage came to lose an arm) is currently a WIP by @cynthrey. The story of how they ended up adopting over a half dozen children is the sequel that I’m currently working on.
This particular short fic, in the meantime, was requested by @dianealmera ! | I’m doing something unusual this time, however, and only posting one part for now because I feel bad for how long it has taken to write this! The ADHD and focus issues have been real recently, so the rest is still WIP, but the outline is completed. I just need to fill it out! Please bear with me, and any words of encouragement to kick my focus back into gear would be greatly appreciated :crying emoji: ]
[Bonus: A Small Introduction to The Children of Mythland!]
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Part One
Since she was the one sitting next to Sausage during the quarterly meeting of the empires, Pearl was the first to notice his head start to bob downward – and noticed as his eyes drooped closed, and as he emitted a faint snore. She leaned over to nudge him in the side, although was careful not to hit her own elbow against the metal of his prosthetic arm. His eyes fluttered open but he remained slightly hunched and looked like he would nod off again any second.
While Joey continued to complain at the rest of the group, Pearl whispered to Sausage, “Hey, sleepyhead. Are the proceedings that boring for you? I mean, I’m antsy, myself, but you clearly need a nap.”
“Hm-mph. Sorry,” Sausage mumbled in response. “Mariposa was crying half the night, then one of the twins had a nightmare and kept us awake the other half.”
“Aw, poor kid. Well, poor you and Scott as well, but, which one? I’ll go tell her I’ll kick the scary stuff’s butt for her.”
“I… I’m too tired to remember which one right now.”
“Oof, you really are out of it if you can’t tell your daughters apart.”
Sausage scrunched up his face a little as if that might help his memory. Then he reached across with his left hand to cover the bottom of his eye scar with one finger. “Not this one.”
Pearl figured he was indicating the twin who happened to have a little scar of her own under her right eye. “Oh, Rayen, then.”
“No, no. Not visible.”
“So, Seren.”
“I… think so?”
“You know what, I’ll just talk to them both.” Pearl cast a glance past him. “Scott looks tired, too, but he’s definitely more awake than you are right now.” Just as she said it, the elf in question sitting to Sausage’s left unabashedly yawned without covering his mouth. Seated next to him, Xornoth raised an eyebrow at his brother. For a second Pearl met Xornoth’s gaze and he quirked his other eyebrow, nodding toward Sausage. “I spoke too soon.”
“Elves kinda… have a better handle on sleep issues. Goes with the long life span, I guess…”
“I’m sure elves can be troubled by their children having nightmares, too. While we’re on the topic, if I ask you which of your kids are elves and which are human, will you be able to remember that?”
Sausage snorted quietly. “I’m not that bad off, come on now!”
“Then tell me.”
“The oldest three are elves, the rest are human. See, I got this.”
“Now that’s a tricky answer. Aren’t Liana and Ilan the same age? Got you there, didn’t I?” Pearl grinned. “Anyway, I assume quiet would help you some. It will be breaktime soon so maybe you can take a ten-minute power nap. I guess it was just bad timing you were hosting the meeting this round.”
“Can’t exactly cancel things at the last minute just because of a fussy infant…” Sausage then also yawned. He propped his head up on his prosthetic hand, elbow resting heavily on the table. Pearl expected to hear the metal struts creak from the weight.
She considered the matter and decided she would bring up an idea to the others when the slightly-more-awake Scott announced it was time for a recess.
Once the two kings of Mythland had excused themselves to check on the kids – and maybe grab the suggested powernap – Pearl swiftly blocked the doorway of the council room to get everyone’s attention. “Just a quick thing I wanted to share before everyone wanders off: I think we’ve all noticed how worn out those two have been, especially today, and they’re real troopers, but I had a thought that maybe we could help out Mythland with more than just trade deals. Would anyone like to join me in extending an invitation to babysit their kids for a little while?”
A few questioning eyebrows were raised, as well as uncertain looks. Shrub was the first speak up. “So, like a vacation trip for the kids and a vacation from the kids for Scott and Sausage?”
Pearl smiled, “Exactly.”
Pix cupped his chin in thought. “I do have to be honest here, while they’ve adapted to having seven kids at once, it might be difficult for one of us to handle all of that out of the blue. Especially a baby…”
“Maybe,” Gem suggested, “We could take turns with only two of them at a time, and someone gets Mariposa on her own, since she would need the most attention without other distractions.”
“You read my mind, Gem,” Pearl said. She glanced toward the Ocean Queen. “Lizzie, I remember you commenting about wanting to steal Mariposa at her debut, what do you say now? Want to try out babysitting an infant for a few days?”
Lizzie’s eyes brightened and she grabbed Joel’s arm. “Oh, yes! Let’s try it out, my dear husband!”
Joel uttered a sigh. “If you insist. Thanks for the suggestion, Pearl.”
“You’re welcome, Joel,” Pearl chirped in reply. She then glanced around at everyone else for their thoughts. “I’ll start by taking Rayen since she’s so rambunctious. Maybe some sparring lessons will burn off some of that energy. And Azahar since he has started training to be a knight.”
“Then I’ll take Elowen and Ilan,” Gem offered, “Since they’re learning magic.
“Hmm,” fWhip said thoughtfully, “Liana likes to comment about Sausage’s arm when I’m here doing maintenance. I could show her things in my workshop that might satisfy her curiosity. That leaves Seren. Are you sure you want to separate the twins, Pearl?”
“They might be less chaotic if they have a different sibling around,” she replied.
“Oh, it can’t be that bad!” Lizzie dismissed the thought with a wave of a hand.
“Okay then, Lizzie.” Pearl grinned mischievously. “After a few other visits, we’ll reunite them at your place.”
“It will be so cute!” Lizzie said with blissful ignorance.
Joey scoffed. “You’re all crazy. How are you going to get anything important done with some little rugrats underfoot? No thank you. Count me out.” He fluffed up his wings as if having taken offense, then pushed past Pearl to continue the break elsewhere.
“Scott and Sausage manage it! And they’re not all little!” Shrub called after him. She looked back up at Pearl. “Okay, so, do we want to work out a schedule and maybe mix things up a bit when the kids change hands? This is starting to sound like fun, getting to hang out with them a few at a time, and show them our empires instead of only seeing them when we come to Mythland!”
Ever organized, Gem pulled out a book and quill. “Writing it down should make this easier – and faster. The tired dads might come back any minute, so let’s plan it out enough so they’ll feel better about getting on board with the idea. Are we all in?” She glanced around. Pix and Katherine nodded, but Jimmy looked uncertain.
“I don’t know,” he admitted in a reluctant tone. “I kind of have my hands full just taking care of my own things. I mean, if you really need me to if there’s, like, some kind of emergency, I could try? But, like…I don’t want to become the emergency, you know? Maybe just the older boys since they’re, um, less high-maintenance…?”
Gem chuckled lightly. “Okay, Jimmy, you can be a backup only if one of us has something come up at the time.”
Xornoth cleared his throat. “I’ll stand by as back up, too, since these are my niblings you’re plotting to abscond with.”
Pearl gave a sheepish laugh. “Ah, right. Scott’s own brother is here. Well, that could also mean if anyone has an issue, they can contact you instead of making the dads worry.”
Xornoth grinned in response. “I think this is a wonderful idea. I’ve managed to babysit all of them at once, although that was technically only for a few hours. They’re all good kids – well, some more energetic than others, but I think this will be a fun experience for everyone.”
After a little bit of head scratching, a plan had been worked out to have the six older children switch around so there were no repeat pairs and to be with a different empire each turn for two days. As for Mariposa, Lizzie insisted on taking her for the first four days, with her thought being that one child would be much easier to handle for extra time. The rest of the schedule, however, stuck with the two days, plus one extra change of hands. They agreed that four turns would be best for what was, essentially, an experiment. A week plus one day, enough time for Sausage and Scott to get a rest without disrupting the children’s regular schooling for too long.
Joey returned only to roll his eyes when he saw everyone’s cheerful faces – well, minus Joel, who looked more like he was going along with things for Lizzie’s sake. Then Scott and Sausage made their way back in, seeming relieved in the sense that no new issues with the children had arisen while they had been at the meeting. They went to their seats without questioning why nearly everyone else was standing grouped up.
Xornoth returned to his seat and put a hand on Scott’s shoulder. “Is Mariposa making up for lost sleep by napping this afternoon?”
“Yes, seems like. Thank goodness Azahar doesn’t mind keeping an eye on her during his studies. I think,” Scott paused to yawn, “He’s her favorite brother.”
“Yeah,” Sausage murmured in a smiling but drowsy agreement, “Seems like it.” They leaned against each other, almost as if they had forgotten where they were for a moment. The break clearly hadn’t done much for their tiredness.
Pearl picked up the final version of the paper for the plan that had been worked out. “If you two sleepyheads are ready to continue, I have a proposal specifically for you.”
Sausage shook his head in an attempt to clear the fog from it and sat up straighter. Scott had a slightly pained expression but folded his hands together on top of the table to hear her out, mentally preparing for more life adjustments.
Pearl continued, “We would like to offer to take your children off your hands for a vacation, so you can get some rest, and meanwhile the kids get a bit of a cultural exchange experience. We even worked out a schedule so you know where everyone is at any given time – you’re super dads, so you’ve been able to handle all of them at once, but we’ve arranged a way to split them up so we can each manage things better. Have a look, tell us what you think.”
She held the paper out to them. Meanwhile, Joey loudly announced, “Except me. I have no interest in this idea, and I think we’re wasting precious time right now!”
“Well, all right, Joey,” Pearl chided. “You’re entitled to your opinion. But the majority has spoken, so be patient. You know, establishing good relations with an entire royal family is important for the future.”
“They’re just kids.” Joey scoffed again. “All they know how to do is run around and be noisy. But you all have fun with that.”
Sausage scowled and pushed the paper toward Scott before standing up. “Our kids are already working on learning magic and other skills they need! And one day you will be answering to one of them as ruler of Mythland, but they’re also allowed to have fun! Everyone is!”
Scott patted Sausage’s arm then tugged his sleeve to encourage him to sit down. “So, you… all want to include Mariposa, too? I mean, even we’re still getting used to it, and we’ve had months to learn.”
fWhip put in, “Well, that’s why we’ll take shifts in pairs. Then one of us can nap while the other is awake at two o’clock in the morning, unlike you crazy dads who are both awake around then.” He gave a teasing grin.
Pearl nodded. “And I’m prescribing one hundred percent rest for you two. You can have final say on that schedule, if you want to review it now, then we’ll get back to official business.”
Still bleary, Sausage and Scott tried their best to analyze what was essentially a flow chart of kid pairings switching around. They did trust everyone involved, and everything looked like enough organization had gone into it, so…
Scott glanced around at their friends’ well-meaning faces. “Um. All right. Thank you, everyone. You know that if anything becomes an issue, you can bring them home at any time—”
“Hup,” Xornoth interrupted, “Absolutely not. You’re getting that rest. If anything comes up, everyone can contact me, and I’ll handle it. I’ll gather all the kids at Rivendell if I have to. That’s final.”
Sausage and Scott traded glances, then smiled weakly. Sausage replied, “As you say, I guess. Eight days, is it? Then we either see everyone back here the morning of day nine, or Scott and I take an extra trip to Rivendell.”
~*~
Another week went by while everyone fixed up guest rooms and saw to clearing up their own schedules, and in the meantime Sausage and Scott explained to the children about the special trips they would be going on. Elowen was predictably nervous at first that he would be travelling separate from Azahar for the first two visits, but relaxed a little when he heard that he would be seeing Aunt Gem first. Even though he had a gift for ice magic, he enjoyed learning about other types, as well as it being something he could share with Ilan.
Seren didn’t seem sure about visiting fWhip until Liana proudly proclaimed that they were going to learn how to fix Papa’s arm and do it even better than Uncle fWhip, which cheered up the younger girl. Rayen, meanwhile, ran around shouting about how she was going to be the best fighter ever, and Auntie Pearl was going to be the first person she defeated by the end of day two.
When the first round of rulers came by to pick up their assigned children, everyone was in good spirits and looked forward to having a good time. Sausage pressed an extra bag of baby supplies onto Joel while Lizzie cradled Mariposa – practically needing only one hand due to her godly size – and cooed over her. Mariposa mumbled then let out a cheerful, “A-Aa!” with her little arm up in the air.
Scott tried to convince himself that she was purposely waving since she couldn’t say goodbye yet. He and Sausage then stood in the empty courtyard feeling vaguely lost.
“So, we just…go do some work now, I guess?” Sausage asked.
“I’ll have to find something else to do this week where I would be overseeing their lessons. I hadn’t thought about that yet.”
“Well, we could always go build something with our own hands,” Sausage joked. “Like old times, before we started signing off on projects for someone else to do.”
“I suppose we could. Well, after regular duties, and catching up on that sleep like Pearl suggested.” Scott smiled and reached to clasp Sausage’s left hand. “For now, we just wait for word that everyone arrived safely.”
Sausage chuckled. “Yeah, and wait for snowy owls to arrive when everyone ends up with Uncle Xornoth.”
~*~
Gilded Helianthia, Day 1
Rayen was still running around even after Azahar attempted to get a little settled in the room they would be sharing at Pearl’s farmhouse. Rayen had insisted she was going to learn to fight in her dress just like Pearl, even when her elven brother tried pointing out that Pearl wore a dress specifically designed for battle. Of course, he knew there was plenty of spare clothing in her bag just in case, and at least she wasn’t wearing her fancier dress, although she did point out that he wasn’t wearing anything special to fight in, just his every day tunic and trousers.
Presently, he was gathering together his orange dreadlocks into a thick but short ponytail to keep them pulled back from his face during lessons, pieces of his practice armor already donned. Rayen was eyeing the short sword that he had been allowed to bring, but knew she wasn’t allowed to handle.
“I’m gonna get a sword like that soon! I’m gonna get it ‘fore I’m old as you!”
Azahar chuckled. “You have to wait until you’re as old as me to be allowed to start training to be a knight.”
“I don’t wanna be a knight! I wanna be a battle princess! I’m gonna kick so many butts!”
“Well, we’ll see what Auntie Pearl has to say. You have to get her approval first. If I had to, then you have to.”
“Yeah, but you don’t like to kick butts!”
“I don’t like to fight when it’s unnecessary. There’s a difference. Are you sure you don’t want leggings to protect your knees if you fall?”
“No! I’m not gonna fall! And battle princesses don’t wear leggies!”
“Okay. But you’re allowed to cry if you get hurt, remember that.” He watched her run ahead out of the room – only for her to run headlong into Pearl.
“Wow, I could hear that brave talk all the way down the hall. That armor looks good on you, Azahar. You’re already shaping up to be a proper protector – looking out for little scraps and bumps is just as important as wielding a sword.” She knelt to put a hand on Rayen’s shoulder. “I’m going to teach you a little about fighting today, but you need to be careful about yourself, too. Can’t go throwing yourself around recklessly or who would be able to fight bad guys then?” She ruffled Rayen’s hair. “Come on, out to the yard. I have a few things in mind, then we’ll have a relaxing lunch.”
Rayen took off ahead again. Azahar watched helplessly with a smile. As he and Pearl stepped out onto the porch, they heard the little girl complain from around the side of the house, “Aww, I wanted to learn wif a real sword!”
Azahar chuckled again when he saw her standing beside a table that held several practice – and even toy – weapons, most of them made of soft pine wood with padded fabric over the ‘blade’. He rested his hand on the pommel of his short sword for a moment, then went over and picked up one of the wooden swords.
Grinning, Pearl picked up another of the swords as well as a shield. “We’ll all use practice weapons for now, okay, Rayen?”
The little girl heaved a gigantic sigh and trudged up to the table to take a sword, and then, with an encouraging example from Azahar as he took one, a shield. “Fiiiine. But I’m still gonna fight the best!”
~*~
Crystal Cliffs, Day 1
Gem bustled around her library while Elowen and Ilan watched in silence, although the latter curiously peered out from the hood of their green and gold-star bedecked robe at one of the books she had left open on the end table next to them; they did, at least, feel right at home fitting in with Gem’s own wizardly trappings. Elowen was comfortable in a plain blue shirt and matching leggings, oblivious to the apparent dress code of human magic users.
“Okay, here it is,” Gem chirped, climbing down from a ladder with one last book in her hand. “Sorry that took so long, I didn’t have time during the week to find them all.” She placed the book on the end table next to Elowen. “This one is for you to look at later. It has snow-related spells designed by non-elven wizards. We can talk about them more in a little bit, but – Ilan, why don’t you tell me what you’ve been learning lately? Then we can find something to work on all together.”
The younger child cleared their throat and pushed up the sleeve on their right arm, only to have it fall down over their hand again. They took a moment to roll both sleeves up partway. “I learned a light spell. I can’t make it glow really bright but it’s good for using in my room at nighttime.”
Gem could see their look of concentration within the shadow of their hood as they carefully traced the forms of the spell in the air. A small orb of white light appeared above their right palm, which they were attentively holding steady while still uttering a small sigh of relief that the spell had worked.
“That’s very good!” Gem praised. “I can teach you the extra forms for different colors and one way to make it brighter, if you like. Elowen, I think there’s a spell in that book to make a snowball glow, if you want to try a light spell, too.”
Elowen nodded and pulled the book onto his lap to start flipping through the chapters, content to find it on his own while she began to shape an example of the light spell in green for Ilan.
~*~
Grimlands, Day 1
Seren fidgeted with the hem of her dress as she glanced around at all the buttons, levers, lights, and gadgets strewn along the walls and tables in fWhip’s workshop. He had figured he would get the busiest and most distracting part of the tour out of the way first.
Liana, meanwhile, darted left and right to get a closer look at everything. She had her hands pressed against her skirt as a reminder to not touch anything without permission, sorely tempted though she was. “Oh my gosh, you have so much stuff! Do all these go together? Are they parts for one thing?”
“No, they’re all different projects,” fWhip explained, then smiled at the younger, human girl. “You can look closer, too, Seren. It’s okay to just look, but you have to be careful of everything like with your papa’s arm. We don’t want any little fingers getting pinched, right?” Seren shook her head then crept closer to a bench and peered at some of the metal contraptions laying across it.
“This could all be the arm of a really big giant if you put it all together like one!” Liana proclaimed.
“It could,” fWhip admitted, “but I make things besides arms. There are lots of metal tools and machines that are helpful to everyone, not just when…” He paused, then mumbled to himself, “Which one was it again?” He coughed and returned his voice to normal level. “Um, when Papa Sausage gets his arm eaten by a blood sheep. Yeah, that was it. Gotta be careful of those blood sheep sometimes.”
Seren turned to him, suddenly dewy-eyed. “If my arm got eated by a blood sheep, would you make me a new one?”
“Of course I would! But we’ll make sure that doesn’t happen. They’ve been told to leave good little children alone. Besides, isn’t your sister the one who already has a scar kind of like your papa’s? It would be silly if you copied him, too.” fWhip crouched to get on eye level with her. “I’ll tell you what, though. I could make a pretend one for you that you wear over your real arm for a costume. That would be more fun, and then you could say, ‘Hey, Papa! Look, my arm is metal, too! But wait – it isn’t! Because I’m not so silly as to get my arm eaten by a silly old sheep!”
Seren giggled, while Liana grumbled, “That’s not what Azahar and Elowen said happened…”
fWhip laughed somewhat nervously. He knew the story was being changed every time, and he was one of the few that knew the truth. But for now, wild tales of dragons, rogue sheep, and mysterious magic spells would suffice. “Here, let me show you one of the early designs I made. Imagine how funny your papa would look with his arm like this instead...”
~*~
Mezalea, Day 1
“Joel, she’s so tiny!”
“Everything is tiny compared to you, dear wife.”
“Have you ever seen anything so cute before?”
“I mean, I have, but she is cute for, y’know, a baby. They’re supposed to be cute.” Joel watched Lizzie sashay back and forth across the improvised nursery, Mariposa cradled in the crook of one arm with her opposite hand near to support the infant’s head. Mariposa was looking up at her with studious eyes, perhaps trying to make sense in her little head why there was a Big Person holding her who didn’t look anything like a human or an elf.
Lizzie ignored his comment. She held Mariposa up in the air, then cradled her again. “I just want to cuddle her all day!” The baby didn’t have a response, still only staring.
“I didn’t spend the past week building a crib for you not to use it. You do know there is a phrase that goes ‘put the baby down for a nap’, don’t you?”
The crib in question was made of acacia and sat at the side of the bedroom. Each slat was painted a different Mezalean-related color: lime green, magenta, orange, and dark green, with a white bunny on the headboard to represent the Ocean Empire.
“Well, who knows, Joel. Maybe after this week we’ll decide to adopt a baby of our own.” Still not looking at him, Lizzie held Mariposa out again and gently turned her to the left, then the right a few times, pretending to make her dance. “Then you can have a little friend close to your own age, instead of all those big rowdy siblings of yours! It must be so exhausting for you to see them running around while you’re stuck in a silly old crib.”
“Oh, geez,” Joel muttered, feeling a moment of panic. “Look, Lizzie, I’m not ready for any kind of baby fever right now. We’re only babysitting for a few days.” His voice cracked on the word ‘few’. “I don’t know where we would even get a baby from. Mezalean citizens come from the Mother Tree. Unless you intend to adopt a fish of some sort…”
“What’s wrong with adopting a fish?” Lizzie asked defensively. “I’m part fish.”
“I thought you were part axolotl…? Or did I miss something about the legendary blue one? Anyway…” Joel went over to the bed and picked up the baby carrier that had come along with the other supplies. “She doesn’t stay in the crib all day. Scott or Sausage haul her around in this thing. Um…” As he held it up by one strap, he noted the size of it and realized one rather important oversight. “I guess I’ll haul her around in it.”
He sighed as he slipped it on, then adjusted the front of it against his chest. “All right, give her here. We’ll go for a bit of a walk, little one, then you can see the majesty of Mezalea and tell your papa how dull his kingdom looks …when you learn how to talk.”
Mariposa stared up at him as Lizzie handed her to him. The infant made a likely indifferent noise, then giggled a single, “Hee,” and reached up to grab at the green streak in his hair.
“Well now. See, look at that!” Joel bragged. “She knows exactly what I’m talking about!” He got her situated into the carrier facing forward and checked to be sure there was no possibility of her falling out, then he headed to the door with Lizzie smiling a smug look of her own as she followed.
Perhaps by the evening he would warm up to the idea. If not, she could always keep offering to babysit until he did.
~*~
Mythland, Day 1
Sausage tapped his paperwork into one neat stack, then hopped up and stretched. It had been a very tedious morning, but all the land proposals and repair funding requests had been sorted for now. He glanced out the window to see the fair weather was holding, and it gave him an idea for what to do with his afternoon.
He scurried out and headed down the hall, glancing into rooms as he went.
Meanwhile, Scott was in the library pulling some new books for future school lessons. He came across one containing beginner spells that he had overlooked before, and he smiled happily as he tucked it under his arm. He placed the rest on the table, then headed out with the other book in his hands.
He ran into Sausage in the hallway leading to the children’s rooms. “Oh, hey, Scott! I was just looking for Azahar to ask if he wanted to do a little practice spar after lunch!”
Scott blinked, then looked down at the book. “And I was going to give this to Ilan, but… Sausage, did we both just manage to forget they’re not here right now?”
“Oh… ah-heh, I guess we did.” Sausage put a hand to the back of his head in embarrassment. “I got caught up in work and thought it was quiet in the castle because they were all out playing in the gardens.”
“Then what’s my excuse?” Scott mused, giving a sheepish look. “Have we started relying on our eldest son so much for help with Mariposa lately that I forgot to check on the baby?” He laughed, as if the idea was ridiculous.
“I mean… Are we?” Sausage asked, suddenly worried. “Or is it only that we’re tired,” he then admitted. “We didn’t exactly plan for that kind of responsibility to begin with…”
Scott smiled softly. “I guess we can count ourselves lucky we managed to meet a child who could be patient with us, too. And has such a generous heart.”
“We’ll make it up to him,” Sausage decided. “Maybe if all this works out, we can have other babysitters more often to give Azahar more free time, and not just giving us a break.”
They stopped by Ilan’s room to drop off the spellbook on the desk, then Scott put an arm around Sausage as they walked along in the direction of the dining room. “Well, going to be a quiet lunch, anyway. I know my brother said he would intervene if there were issues, but I assume everyone is behaving so far, and maybe they’re all having a nice lunch right now.”
Sausage put a hand to his chin in thought, then grinned. “I have an idea how we could have a nice lunch by ourselves. How about a picnic in the garden? Just you, me, and the flowers.” He slipped out from Scott’s arm and jogged ahead. “I’ll go tell the kitchen staff! Meet you out there!!”
Scott smiled after him. The garden would also seem too quiet without the children running around, but it might still be pleasant to reflect on the times before they started growing a family, and remember the romantic picnics they’d had back then.
Later, Sausage found himself standing over the empty crib in their bedroom, staring pensively off into space. Scott lightly touched his right shoulder. “You can stay up a little longer if you like, but let me help you with your arm first, because I might fall asleep pretty quick – tonight, at least. Although it might be nice to stay up later than usual reading together.”
“Sorry. I was just thinking…” Sausage said, turning to go sit down so Scott could more easily assist with removing his prosthetic. He waited until the redstone signals had tapered off from his awareness to elaborate, “I’m just kind of worried about waking up at random during the night wondering why she isn’t crying, and then think someone stole her, or something.”
Scott held the prosthetic arm to his chest to free up a hand so he could put it on his partner’s shoulder. “Sausage, no one has yet to break into this castle for any reason, never mind make it all the way in here.” He then chuckled gently. “Do you want to put a sign on the crib? ‘Go back to sleep, Mariposa is with Lizzie and Joel’. And then we change what it says after we get word that she has arrived at the next babysitter.”
“You know what, that’s a really good idea!”
Scott carefully laid the prosthetic down in its protective case on the side table, then went to get a quill and piece of paper. “And… done. Now you can rest easy.” He offered an optimistic smile.
~*~
Gilded Helianthia, End of Day 1
Rayen scrubbed at her cheek and fought back sniffles while Pearl bandaged a skinned knee. “There you go. You’re a tough cookie, but even the best fighters get hurt sometimes. I think you’ll be back in top form by tomorrow, though, and we’ll have a few more lessons after a good night’s sleep. Do you think you’re okay enough to help put things away?”
Rayen sniffled again, then nodded and let Pearl help her down from the barrel she’d been sat on for the small bit of first aid.
Azahar waited calmly by the table of practice weapons and gently ruffled Rayen’s hair when she scampered over. He then began to hand her the smaller-sized weapons one at a time. She brought each over in turn to Pearl, who neatly arranged them in a shulker box for use the next day.
As they headed inside for dinner, Rayen walked quietly beside her brother. She at least didn’t seem to be sulking, as far as he could tell. “You did pretty good today. But maybe tomorrow you can wear ‘leggies’ to protect your knees, okay?”
“Oh-kay,” she mumbled in acceptance.
~*~
Crystal Cliffs, Night 1
Ilan glanced back and forth watchfully while Elowen tested the handle of the library door, seeing if he could open it without any sound. Ilan whispered, “Will Auntie Gem really mind if we stay up late?”
“We’ll sneak back to our room after just a little bit. She’ll never know.” He eased the door open with only the tiniest of creaks, then the two slipped inside. He left it open a crack so they wouldn’t have to contend with the latch again later.
Ilan pulled their hood down, leaving their brown hair somewhat rumpled, and took an excited look around. “Dad and Papa have a lot of books, but these are all books about magic!”
“I know!” Elowen said, trying to keep his voice down, but he was also excited. “We can’t read all of them in only two days! So, we’ll stay up, and look at a few extra ones, and maybe we can visit another time to read more of them!”
“We gotta be careful. Like with Papa saying there are scary books and bad magic we shouldn’t touch.”
Elowen gave a big grin. “That’s what’s great about Auntie Gem. She runs a magic school, so she would put all the same types of books together, right? If we find anything that looks scary, all the ones near it are probably scary. So, we look for the ones that are for new wizards, like you and me.” He glanced up along the tall stacks of shelves “…But hopefully those are near the floor. I don’t think we should climb the ladders.”
Ilan raised their arms, barely lifting the hem of their robe off the floor to indicate how it might get caught underfoot while using a ladder. “No, I don’t wanna do that, anyway.”
~*~
Mezalea, Night 1… Day 2?
Joel nudged Lizzie as Mariposa began to cry for the fifth time since they had tried to go to bed. The infant had seemed fine at first in the unfamiliar crib, but after maybe two hours she began to loudly fuss and only quieted when Lizzie had picked her up and gently rocked her while pacing the room. The second time, Joel had tended to her, and when the rocking didn’t work, he checked if she needed a diaper change, then concluded she was hungry.
She had fussed a little when he offered her the bottle, but after quietly crooning a reassurance, she started drinking. He had gone over the rest of the instructions in his head in the meantime. Remember to burp her after each bottle. Don’t lay her down right away.
He had set aside the bottle and gently placed her against his shoulder, then very lightly patted her back. He heard what might have been a burp followed by what was definitely a hiccup. “Oh, you little, silly thing,” he jokingly scolded. Then he asked of the empty air, “How long do baby hiccups take to go away?”
Mariposa had stared cluelessly back at him, her turquoise eyes somehow still bright in the dimly lit room, and hiccupped again.
Now, though, Lizzie tried all of the previous things only to have Mariposa continue to squall. “Oh, what is it, little one? Auntie Lizzie is here. Did you have a bad dream? …Do babies even have dreams? What have you got to be so worried about, you don’t even know what’s out in the world… There, there. You sure you don’t want nice, tasty milk? Or a little walk to look out the window? See, there’s the sky out there, with pretty stars, and… and, oh, the sun is coming up. Well, we’ll walk around some more and wait for Uncle Joel to wake up, then he can help, too.”
~*~
Crystal Cliffs, Morning of Day 2
Gem tried not to worry when, having planned to wake everyone to have breakfast at the same time, she didn’t find the two children asleep in the room she had set up for them. Surely she hadn’t pushed them too much with magic lessons the day before; they couldn’t possibly have left to try to go home. Maybe they simply weren’t comfortable in the room, and had found somewhere else to sleep? But, where…? She didn’t have a spare parlor, or much space anywhere for children to get into, for that matter.
Then she realized she had overlooked the obvious. She hurried to the library.
The door was ajar. She sighed in relief but quietly pushed it open. There they both were, sitting in an armchair and both sound asleep leaning on each other. She could only shake her head in amusement at the sight of dozens of books scattered around the tables and even the floor. She underestimated their curiosity – or maybe their dedication to learning a new craft.
As she started to pick up the books, she snuck a glance at Ilan, glad to finally see their face. She hoped they would become more confident about themself over time; they certainly had enough of a talent for general magic to be a successful wizard one day.
~*~
Gilded Helianthia, Morning of Day 2
Azahar was awoken by quiet shuffling in the room. It was nearly time to get up, anyway, but he had figured that a vacation meant getting to sleep at least a few extra minutes. He peeked one eye open just to make sure his sister wasn’t rummaging in his bag.
What she turned out to be doing was finishing getting dressed – leggings and all – and then started acting out the warm-up stretches Pearl had tried to teach her the day before. Azahar continued to keep literally one eye on her to make sure she didn’t get carried away, but she seemed to be trying very hard to do them exactly the way Pearl had shown them.
He was intrigued. He hadn’t expected Rayen to have paid that much attention when, at the time, she had been more interested in swinging the toy sword around pretending to fight a monster. Apparently, she had a better memory than he would have given a five-year-old human credit for.
A little later, he and Pearl both became impressed by the way she very precisely imitated Azahar’s every pose as he repeated all the practice forms of swordcraft that Sausage had taught him and which Pearl had wanted him to demonstrate for her, intending to try to rein in Rayen for at least the morning – and it appeared to be working. Perhaps she would actually make for a disciplined fighter one day.
~*~
Grimlands, Afternoon of Day 2
Liana stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth in concentration as she slowly lowered a piece of copper wire into the form-fitted track of a wooden rectangle. When she figured she had it in place, she looked up at fWhip for approval.
“Yeah, that’s perfect! Well done, Liana. That’s how you can make sure a piece is lined up correctly to fit into the next part. How are you doing over there, Seren?”
The younger girl was playing with a dozen small squares of paper that had different shapes drawn on each side. She was attempting to match the shape from one to another so that they formed complete circles or triangles, with some extra lines thrown in to add complexity. “I got six!” she announced proudly. She held up two side by side to show one of the harder puzzles with two triangles nested inside each other.
“Very good! See, that’s how you can tell which pieces go together and how not to mix them up with something that looks almost the same.” fWhip grinned, rather proud, himself. This wasn’t so hard; the kids could have fun with simple components, and he could teach them some things about engineering. “We’ll do one more that both of you can look at, then we’ll pack things up so you’ll be ready to leave tomorrow morning, all right?”
“Okay!!” the two girls chorused.
As he set up another few pieces of wire, he smiled with the hope that even just one of the children might take an interest, and he could one day have an apprentice to help out with Sausage’s arm.
~*~
Undergrove, Morning of Day 3
Travelling on the back of a giant wolf was a new experience, but it was almost easy enough to think of it as a very furry horse. Gem had brought Elowen to the Grimlands to make it easier for Shrub to pick up both him and Seren, since the Undergrove was the neighboring empire, and it would be a shorter trip.
They did, however, take one break outside the border of the Undergrove proper so that Mother Wolf could rest a little. Carrying even two light-weight children along with one gnome was more than she was used to, but it was the best means of conveyance for Shrub herself, and it was just one more cultural experience for children who were, indeed, familiar with travel by horse.
As they stood beside a stream, Elowen noticed that Seren was gawking at Shrub. He tried to nudge her a bit to get her to stop, although he couldn’t help comparing his own height to the gnome’s, since he was looking down at both of them. It wasn’t too much, but still…
Seren seemed to have reached the same conclusion and blurted out, “You’re small like me! But you’re growed up enough to gots your own kingdom??”
Elowen put a hand over his sister’s mouth. “Seren, you met Queen Shrub before at your party last year, remember? W-We know gnomes are smaller than elves and humans, right?”
Meanwhile, Shrub chortled. “Queen sounds so formal! I kind of just look after the Undergrove, sort of like a guardian. A guardian of the forests! Like my wolves. We guard the forests together, and I also tend the mushrooms – here, see, look through these trees, you can see some of the skinny tall ones, and over on this side you can see the tops of a few more!”
That got both children’s attention, and Elowen exclaimed, “You have giant mushrooms here, too??”
Shrub smiled. Well, there was something familiar they might relate to more easily. “Yeah, I’ve got all sorts, not just the ones like around where you live! They come in so many different colors, and flavors—”
“Diff’rent colors taste diff’rent?” Seren asked. “I thought all muffrooms taste the same.”
“Nope! When you eat enough of them, you can start to tell them apart. Plus, some taste better in different dishes than others, like if you toast them over a fire or eat them raw or cook them with other things! You can try a few while you’re here, and I can send your dads a cookbook if you want to try more at home!”
Mother Wolf nuzzled Shrub’s shoulder then crouched down to allow everyone to climb back on. Elowen helped get Seren settled in place before joining, then off they went for a closer view. The trees became sparse, replaced by a huge range of multicolored mushrooms from regular-sized ones close to the ground, to ones that towered overhead – including the rainbow-stacked castle near the middle of the Undergrove.
“It’s so pretty!” Seren exclaimed. “There are a lot! And so many doggies, too!” She was watching as several wolves meandered around the paths between houses and animal pens.
“Those are Mother Wolf’s children. Like I said, they help guard the place.” Shrub patted the fire wolf’s side after she had laid down again to let them get down from her back.
“Oh,” Seren responded, “like Papa and Daddy has lotsa kids! You have a big family, too!” She turned and hugged Mother Wolf around the neck.
Shrub grinned at that. Mother Wolf licked Seren’s face, causing the little girl to giggle. “You’re like Bubbles! Just really, really big!”
Elowen had begun to wander away to have a look around, but stopped at one of the pens. “Que— um, Shrub, what kind of cows are these? I don’t remember seeing them anywhere before.”
The cows in question were distinctly red or brown, and – apparently, like everything else in the Undergrove – had mushrooms sprouting from their backs.
“Those are mooshrooms! Really versatile critters. If you milk them one way you get regular old milk, but with a different technique you get mushroom stew!”
Seren joined her brother by the fence and watched the herd for a moment, then stuck her hand through to pet the nearest one. “Hello, moo-moos.” When that particular mooshroom moved away, she withdrew her hand and went back to watching. Then she turned to Shrub to ask, “So… when you cook them, do they make beef soup with muffrooms in it, or do you has to put in the muffrooms anyway?”
~*~
The Overgrown, Day 3
Ilan instinctively kept hold of Rayen’s hand to stop her from running off toward one of the giant flowers, fully expecting her to want to climb it. To their surprise, she stayed calm for the moment, if not gazing around at everything in all its shades of pastel and coziness. Maybe the sheer fascination was keeping her in check. She did continuously take glances at the wings on Katherine’s back, too. Ilan could tell she was also itching to ask about them.
“And this over here is the fountain that grants visitors permission to take flowers from the Overgrown,” Katherine was explaining. “If you see any flowers here that you like, I can tell your dads, and they’ll be able to come by later to pick them up for you – then you can plant them in your own garden! You could also have ones that stay small and keep them in a flower pot in your room all for yourself.”
“You gots even more flowers than we do!” Rayen crowed, bouncing up and down on her toes. “Your whole kingdom is a really big garden!! Did Daddy and Papa get permiss’n a lots? ‘Cause they really like flowers!”
“Your papa likes to build beautiful things,” Katherine replied softly. “He expanded the gardens not just for the castle by itself, but to make something nice for your dad, too. So, yes, before they had children, they came here often to add more variety to their gardens. Do you want to learn about how flowers are named, so when you get home you can tell your dads everything you know about the flowers you already have there?”
“Yeah!! I know some! But other ones are just… red or… yellow.” Rayen pouted for half a moment.
Ilan laughed lightly. “That’s because their names are too long. You’ll remember them eventually.”
“Long names are hard! There’s, like… twenty million bazillion red ones!!”
Katherine giggled, as well. “That is true. Many flowers that have the same name come in a bunch of different colors. They can have different uses, too, like ones you use for dying wool or ones you can make into tea or medicine. And some have smells that can make you feel different ways, like helping you feel calm or a little more energetic. You can learn about all of that while you’re here, or we can just take walks and look around.”
“Learn, learn!” Rayen demanded. “Maybe calm smells can help when Mariposa is crying! ‘Cause she can’t tell us why she’s crying! But I wanna know what flowers to bring her so she can feel better!”
“That’s so sweet,” Katherine cooed. “All right, we’ll make a list of those, then you can ask your dads to help you pick some and they can set up a flower vase in the room for her. Ilan, is there anything specific you want to learn about?”
“Medicine,” they replied after a few seconds of thought. “And… ones that can be used for magic. I saw in some of Auntie Gem’s books that special flowers are ingredients for spells.”
“Oh, that’s right, you’re the budding mage of the family. Yes, I can show you some of those. We can mix up a few potions, too. You both just have to be careful around the glass bottles, all right?”
“Okay!!” the two children agreed.
~*~
Pixandria, Day 3
Liana skipped down the street humming her own little tune while Pixlriffs and Azahar walked at a more casual pace. The Copper King was giving the two children an extensive tour since Pixandria was quite off the beaten path; despite its desert sharing a border with Mythland, the city itself wasn’t exactly within walking distance, and they were unlikely to make visits until they were older – and perhaps on official royal business.
Pix was explaining the usage of the honeycomb farm to the more attentive Azahar when Liana’s gaze followed the path of a stray bee over to the middle of the square. “Ooh, Azahar, look at the pretty lanterns!” She tugged on the side of his shirt and pointed toward a tall but slender structure, where numerous colorful and slowly drifting paper lanterns hovered overhead. She stared up as the three of them walked over for a better view. Then she peered around at the sandstone shelves along the base of the structure. “What’s all those candles for?”
“This is The Vigil,” Pix explained in a gentle tone, knowing he was about to go into a very serious subject with someone who might not yet have a full grasp of the weight of it. “It’s a sacred place where people can either light a candle in memory of a loved one who has passed, or send up a lantern in honor of a wish someone might have wanted to make, but wasn’t able to. The magic in this spot almost seems to slow time, so the candles last longer, and the lanterns sort of get frozen in the air instead of floating away – where they might get lost. The flames for both do burn out at some point, however, and then there can be room for others to be added.”
Liana appeared to be processing everything he had said while gazing up at the lanterns again. Azahar had a thoughtful look, then a small if wistful smile crossed his face and he asked, “May I place some? They’re not for me, personally, though…”
Pix nodded. “You can memorialize whoever you like.” He added softly, “There isn’t a requirement or limit. The Vigil is a means for making peace with loss.”
He led them over to the stall where the various colors of candles and lanterns were stored, with suggested color matches for the regions of the world. Azahar took two cyan candles and two red candles, and then took a black lantern as well. “Hold this one for me. Careful, now.”
He passed the lantern to Liana, then carried the candles over to The Vigil. She and Pix followed; the younger elf cradled the lantern between her hands with utmost care, having come to understand the solemnness of this ceremony, if not quite figuring out what her brother had chosen to do. “Who’s love ones are those for?” she whispered as he set up the candles near to each other on the same shelf.
“For our siblings,” Azahar answered softly. “And this one for our Mythland grandparents,” he explained as he took the lantern from her, “Because Papa said they are missing, but I wish that one day they might get to meet us, and see the happy family we have together.”
Pix stepped in to light the lantern for the teen. “That is a lovely wish, young Prince Azahar.” He held the lantern aloft and gave it a small tap to send it drifting up to join the others.
Liana watched it for a moment, then said, “I dunno where my real mommy and daddy went, so I dunno if I should put candles or not.”
Azahar lightly patted her head. “That’s okay. You and I just happened to be doorstep babies, and it turned out that Papa and Dad needed us to be their family.”
“Liana,” Pix suggested, “Would you like to send a lantern up for your mum and dad? You can wish for them to know that you found a nice family – that might have been what they wanted for you.”
“Hmmmm, okay!” She followed Pix over to the stall, where he took out a cyan lantern for her. “Can I put a bunny on it so’s they know it’s from me?”
“You sure can,” Pix said with a kind laugh. “People sometimes put notes under their candles or tie one to the bottom of the lantern. Let me get you a piece of paper, hold on just a moment.”
Azahar leaned against one of the barrels, letting Pix handle helping Liana with her drawing. He remained there as they returned to The Vigil to send it up.
Pix was reassured by the happy smile now on Liana’s face; he had a feeling she now had a sense of peace of her own regarding her unknown origins. He himself had been gladdened by Azahar’s interpretation of the path their lives had taken that had brought them to become heirs of Mythland. Pix cast a proud look toward the teen. One day, there would be others who oversaw ways to cherish memories.
~*~
Mezalea, Day 3
Lizzie leaned against the wall while Joel leaned against her, both in danger of nodding off even while Mariposa sat crying in the crib. They were at a loss. “How much can one baby cry?” Lizzie lamented.
“Maybe we just have to admit we’re not her favorite auntie and uncle, Joel said with resignation.
“Aww, don’t say that!”
“Well, maybe she misses her dads. She probably recognizes what they look like, and her siblings, too. Neither of us look anything like them.”
Lizzie gazed down at him thoughtfully. “You could try growing a beard?”
“You do know it’s gonna take longer than one day for that, right? Also, Sausage doesn’t have a green stripe in his hair.”
“Darn, good point. My ingenious plan has already been foiled. Any other ideas, then?”
Joel sighed and stood up, glancing to where the latest bottle had been left. He picked up Mariposa to try rocking her a bit to see if it helped any.
Lizzie sighed, too. “I guess we need to call for back up.” She wearily heaved herself from her seat and went to find a piece of paper and quill.
“Dear Xornoth, I have made a terrible mistake…”
It took until the afternoon for communications to cross all the way to and from Rivendell, but Xornoth arrived soon after his response came via owl, which itself travelled faster than the Mezalean hot air balloon messenger. He gave the weary couple a sympathetic look as he entered the room, then he quickly took over, cradling Mariposa in his arms and talking softly to her while Joel packed up the baby supplies that had ended up scattered around during attempts to get the infant settled down.
Mariposa finally stopped fussing and mumbled instead, at one point reaching up a hand toward Xornoth’s earring. He lightly shook his head to make the jewelry jangle around. Mariposa let out a louder, “Ah-blah!” and when he lowered his head a little to let her touch the earring, she made a grab for his ear itself.
“Told you she recognized them. She knows an elven family member when she sees one,” Joel commented as he closed up the second supply bag.
Xornoth gently pried the little fingers from his ear then set Mariposa back down in the crib. “I mean, I have enough of a resemblance to my brother that she might see it, but I think a little baby noggin might catch on more to familiar colors and shapes that she sees regularly.”
“Still, you kind of worked wonders there. We tried everything, but I guess this is too out of her element. It might even be the difference in the air or different smells, maybe?” Joel’s voice cracked at the end. “Either way, I think we’ll keep the babysitting to a stay in Mythland. She might like that better.”
“Could be anything, who knows. Rivendell is colder than Mythland, after all, and she seemed fine there at the winter festival.” Xornoth shrugged, then went about securing the bags to a line of metal clips on his belt so his arms would be free.
He didn’t have far to fly to his intended destination compared to if he was going all the way to Rivendell. “Well, you two take care. If I remember correctly, you’ve got the boys next. I’m fairly certain they’ll sleep through the night.” He winked then pulled on the baby carrier and got Mariposa settled against his chest before the three of them walked outside.
As he activated his wings, Lizzie leaned to where Mariposa might see her. “Bye-bye, little one. We’ll come visit you at home someday soon, okay? Maybe you’ll like that better.”
Xornoth offered another sympathetic smile, then placed his arms securely around the baby carrier and took off at a moderate speed, not wanting to jar Mariposa too much, but soon she seemed to be giggling about the feeling of the wind ruffling the hair on the top of her head.
A short time later he landed in Gilded Helianthia. He had made a precursory circle around to see if Pearl was out in the fields, but since he hadn’t spotted her, he figured his best bet was the main farmhouse. He patted Bingo on the head on the way up the stairs, then rapped on the door before calling, “PearlescentMoon, I have a visitor for you~”
A moment or two later the door opened. Pearl glanced from him to the quietly babbling bundle in the baby carrier. “Ah. Yeah, I figured Lizzie was getting in over her head. Are you just dropping by for a little rest stop on the way? Which is actually a good idea. Not sure how the little one would handle a long flight.”
“No, actually…” Xornoth proceeded to grin, “Since all of this was your idea, I thought maybe you could partner up with me for baby duties. I still need to get a little sleep, too.”
“Cheeky elf. All right. I’ll have to rustle up a crib somehow, the plans hadn’t called for her to stay in my empire since it’s closest by and Sausage might come rushing over if he gets too worried.”
“Fair point. It wouldn’t take long to construct a simple one, if you want to hold her for a bit and show me where your wood supplies are. Oh, and we need to send a message to update the worrisome dads that I’ve picked up Mariposa for this round. We don’t need to tell them where I’ve stopped to watch her, though.”
He grinned and chuckled. The owl that had followed him back from Mazelea and was now perched on the corner of the roof hooted, sounding almost like it was used to such shenanigans from the elven monarch.
~*~
Mythland, Day 3
Scott requested the head court violinist to play for them in the dining room during lunch, then toward late afternoon the same violinist and a cellist joined the couple in the ballroom for a casual private dance session.
Sausage smiled softly as he held his upraised palm against Scott’s, his other hand tucked behind his back. “This reminds me a little of the masquerade ball, the one before all the, uh, chaos, and how we had a few dances together where it seemed like there was no one else in the world but us and the music.”
“I remember that one, and that feeling, yeah… I should have noticed the lovestruck look on your face back then, but I was still convinced we were just friends chatting the night away.”
Sausage’s smile turned a little bittersweet, regret almost surfacing in his eyes, then he initiated a turn in time to the instrumental piece’s change. “We should host a masquerade sometime. The kids would have a lot of fun dressing up, and it wouldn’t be as formal as their introduction parties were.”
“That is an excellent idea. Maybe we should let them pick the theme. I can already bet Liana will ask to dress as a bunny.”
“Maybe Seren and Rayen will pick different things and not try to swap accessories.” Sausage then laughed. “But imagine by the end of the night they’ve mixed everything up so much no one knows what their costumes are anymore!”
Scott chuckled at that, then after a moment he sighed. “It’s nice to have a dance to ourselves, but this ballroom feels too empty right now…”
“Time for dinner, then?” Sausage brought his arm forward and lightly wrapped it around Scott’s waist to bring their dance to a halt.
“We might as well.” Scott nodded absently, then they walked over to the musicians to thank them and bid them a good evening.
There was an owl waiting on the back of Scott’s chair when they reached the dining room. It stretched one wing lazily before hooting at them. Scott carefully took the message from the pouch around its neck. He smiled in amusement as he read it. “Well, that went as expected. Xornoth currently has Mariposa, and will hand her along according to the schedule. Poor Lizzie and Joel. They were even less prepared than we were for an infant.”
“Better change the sign on the crib,” Sausage said with a chuckle. “But I think if there’s ever a plan for this again before she’s toddler age, she’ll just stay with us, and everyone else can have adventures in other empires.”
“You’re forgetting the whole point of this is so we could get a full night’s sleep without a crying baby contributing to keeping us awake.”
“Okay, okay, okay – then next time she goes straight to Xornoth, unless someone proves ahead of time they can handle everything.”
Scott smiled warmly at him. “You’ve really got this overprotective father thing down pat.”
“Well, of course! We’ve been at this for over four years, and since the family keeps growing, I want to be sure all of them are as safe as possible and we know exactly where they are at all times!”
Scott’s expression now turned wry. “You know, I’m not sure either of us are really going to be getting as much sleep as Pearl hoped, because you’re absolutely right.”
~*~
Gilded Helianthia, Day 4
Pearl woke up to the sound of elven song coming from the guest room where they had set up the makeshift crib and Xornoth was using one of the beds when he was ‘off shift’. It seemed close to sunrise, just about when she would be getting up, anyway. She could remember being awoken by Mariposa maybe three times during the night, although on the third incident Xornoth was already reaching into the crib. He had stopped to tap a finger to his lips then shooed Pearl away.
Currently he sang a lively tune while lifting her up in the air several times to make her giggle. He did look tired, though, and Pearl was ready to take over watching Mariposa so he could get some more sleep – as soon as he happened to put her down.
“You’re really loving this role of being uncle, aren’t you?”
Xornoth chuckled quietly. “A little bit. I haven’t quite found that special someone yet, so I’m living vicariously through my brother’s children – although I don’t know if I want that many of my own. But if a little one like this happened to find their way to me, well, I doubt I could say no, either.”
He held Mariposa toward his face to tickle her with his nose, then kissed her on the cheek. She babbled and patted at him, nearly poking him in the eye, but he merely closed that eye and lowered her out of range where she could grab at the folds of his shirt instead. He smiled softly down at her. “Well, someday, maybe. My brother waited over two hundred years and then some to figure out the right one, so I suppose I could wait a few more…”
He seemed to space out for a moment, his smile fading to a pensive expression, so Pearl stepped closer to take the baby from him. “I think what you shouldn’t wait for is some sleep. I’ll handle the morning shift, and we’ll keep it quiet as we do the morning chores – right, Mariposa? You can learn all about running a farm! Or maybe you can just learn to gently pet the sheep and cows because you could fit inside the milk bucket, but forget about carrying it. Come on, little one. Your Uncle Xornoth needs sleep just like your dad and papa. My goodness, you are causing all sorts of trouble all over the place, aren’t you? So much mischief in such a tiny body.”
Xornoth smiled after them with his own weariness while Mariposa babbled a “blee-blee-blee” sound then cooed. Well, at least she was getting along with Pearl for the moment. He heeded the advice, however, and laid down with his arms folded behind his head, letting his mind wander to days of the past when he and Scott had been children. He dozed off to the memory of the first time they had encountered sheep together.
[To Be Continued in Part Two]
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