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skyesilva24 · 1 year

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Assigning TWST Boys STRAY KIDS Members

Content: Various TWST Characters (Azul, Jamil, Deuce, Epel, Rook, Ace, Leona, Jade, & Silver), mentions of struggles like self-worth, detailed and lengthy writing

A/N: I've been a fan of Stray Kids for the past year and a half, and I had these headcanons for a while now. I mostly matched them based on the vibes I got, sooo heheh ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

🐙 AZUL as BANGCHAN

Bangchan's hardworking nature reminds me of how Azul got to where he is now

The octoboi created his own business. IN. SCHOOL. LIKE, PROPS TO THE GUY

Azul being the "dad" of the group just makes me giggle like an idiot

*recalls all those videos of Chan taking care of his 7 kids*

I can see Azul freaking out if one of the guys gets lost AHAHAHHAHAH

*proceeds to look for three freshmen, a sleeping lion, and a prince for hours on end*

Jamil is just laughing in the back

Azul can't even get mad at him right now, he's missing 5 members!!

this leader needs a well-deserved break😭

I also see Azul having cute ass dimples when he smiles--- MAH HEART

TWST!Stray Kids's residential Octopus

🐍 JAMIL as LEE KNOW

*deep inhale* it's the visuals. THE SHEER BEAUTY these two hold

Lee Know's story makes me see the potential of Jamil especially after the events of Book 4 and so on

I'm happy he's not holding himself back, not letting his hard work be overshadowed by anyone

He knows what he wants, and he's determined to work hard to get it

HE WOULD HAVE THE MOST INTIMIDATING STARE BRUHH

If Azul is the "dad" of the group, Jamil is for sure the scary mom you don't wanna mess with

Though, I can already see when Azul takes a much-needed time off, Jamil is gonna have fun with the others💀 ...in his own unique way

Azul: "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO LEAD THEM WHILE I WAS GONE!"

Jamil: "I DID! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?"

Azul: *shows a clip of them being chaotic during practice*

Jamil: "........"

Jamil yelling out "ICE CREAMMMM" (or curry) lives rent-free in my head

If Jamil had the luxury, he'd have three parrots (to terrorize Azul and the other members, but mostly Azul)

I can see him secretly and extremely being offended when no one in the group recalls his three parrots😭

Jade: "You have three parrots? I thought you only had one."

Jamil: 🗿🗿🗿🗿 ("This bich foh real?")

♠️🍎 DEUCE and/or EPEL as CHANGBIN

I SEE RAPPING POTENTIAL IN THESE TWO

Changbin's aesthetic also fits these two the best imo

Changbin's "jutdae" and overall personality makes me really think of Deuce's and Epel's own principles in the story

These two can seem intimidating and unapproachable, but they're really just cinnamon rolls (more so Deuce than Epel cause farmer boi be feral)

I see these two always being hungry😭😭 so you often see them snacking during practice or smthn

I SEE THEM HAVING THE S*MS*NG PHONES IN THE GROUP

Ace and/or Leona: "Hey, ByBix. System restart."

Deuce: *proceeds to attack Ace*

Epel: *country smack talk as he tries to cancel the command*

Thankfully, their phones needed fingerprint recognition to complete the command, but they ain't trusting their belongings with those two for a long while... or ever

🏹 ROOK as HYUNJIN

Both their gazes are so captivating

their visuals are also 👏GORGEOUS👏

They're both artistic people as well

I'd like to think they'd be good friends and would often have art sessions with one another

When he feels all the support and love of the people, Rook would bawl and would want to do his utmost to see and hear the audiences' smiles and cheers

Hyunjin with blonde hair HITS DIFFERENT

Rook having the half up-half down hairstyle will bring me to MY KNEES

ROOK ALSO HAS THE DEEP VOICE POTENTIAL 👀

*recalls the Maniac music video*

Hyunjin's captivating voice also fits Rook to a T

I see the both of them being the most empathetic in the group, comforting everyone when they have problems and helping in their own way

I dunno how he'll comfort Leona, but he'll do his best😭😭

♥️ ACE as HAN JISUNG (my bias 🕳️🚴‍♀️)

I dunno what it is, but the second I laid eyes on Han, I was reminded of this redhead🤡

Their energies just match? So well??? Like, have you seen the chaos this Quokka does with the other members😭

Then BAM! I get reminded of Ace in those moments

They're both so silly, my heart can't take it--

Pre-debut Han.

In all seriousness, though, and if given the chance to prove himself, I see Ace having a similar mindset to Han, being hard working and putting his soul into his work

Turns out they both like the color red????🗿

Seeing Ace with chubby cheeks makes me wanna-- *fist-fights air*

British Han being Ace's English dub voice🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

Ace singing when he gets hurt😭😭😭

*stubs his toe*

Ace: "Should have gave you all my hours~~! When I had the chance...~"

🦁 LEONA as FELIX

You and I both know, Leona is Felix cause of the DEEP ASS VOICE

Though, the thought of Leona going high-pitched and spelling "dispatch" will have me rolling on the floor LMAOOO

Leona 🤝 Felix ---> swearing

Felix's journey to get to where he is now kind of reminds me of Leona's journey

Both went through their own struggles, and Leona is still growing from his (...I think🗿)

I just wanna see the day where Leona can prove his worth to everyone, and that he can put his strengths to good use

Then again, Leona is a stubborn beastman🗿... Still rooting for him, though!

This man will use the image he's built within the group to mess with them so badly

Oh, you thought he had no role in *insert game name* cuz he seemed disinterested and wasn't doing anything sus?? Jokes on you, he was the motherf-ing mafia, fool👁️👄👁️

Though, OOC, Leona being the T*kT*ker of the group... will be something

🍄 JADE as SEUNGMIN

I see Jade being the "underdog" of the group

But don't get me wrong. He's a strong force to be reckoned with when he's given the center stage

He will be the residential jokester of the group

"Azul is ???"

Jade: "Azul is old."

"Rook loves...?"

Jade: "Rook loves Leona~."

*cue more chaos unfolding*

You can't predict this man's moves👁️👄👁️

You think you've got him where you want him to be, but then he switches up his tactics-- *flips the table*

♠️⚔️ DEUCE and/or SILVER as I.N. (yes, Deuce gets two)

I can see everyone in the group spoiling these two and treating them as the "babies" of the group😭

Sure, they'll be confused, but they wouldn't have the heart to refuse their kindness and help

Baby bois will work themselves to the bone to ensure they're satisfied with their work😭🥺

If they think they messed up in one part, they'll start overthinking about it and possible get tunnel vision😭

Reassure these babies please🥺 They did a splendid job in their performance

Granny!Silver will just embody Lilia while Deuce often breaks character from his granny persona

My gut tells me that Silver can do the dolphin scream👀

I see Silver liking kids a lot, wanting to protect them from the harsh realities of the world (his Peepaw raised him well asfdggghlkg)

I feel like Rook pulled these two aside one day, and said that they should smile more, to bring out more of their charms

From then on, Deuce and Silver started smiling more (i'm ded--💀 they're too bright--)

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slashersangel · 2 years

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oh my bad but haiii eve!

Okay, I have a dwayne fic or you can do a drabble or headcanons. whichever fits you best

I would love to see daddy dwayne and mama s/o (human and female/AFAB) with an (whether adopted or biological child, they font belong to dwayne cuz i remember you saying that you didn't like pregnancy..SOMEWHERE but i fo remember and respect it ofc) child (possibly female too) who has a child crush on laddie 🙃😊

the idea sounded so flipping cute 😣🤗

And (if you want to) maybe include uncles (paul, david, marko, and maybe micheal too if you wish) along with the aunties (ig are star and maybe even lucy or lucy as the grandmother ^^) ...fuk max tho :/ excuse mah french

but uhh it sounded adorable :3 although i think this request focuses more on the kids then just anyone else but Laddie and Child s/o are both the same age ofc. (Im basing laddie's age off his irl age when he played the character in the movie at the time)

BUT YAY UR BACK !!! ☆

welcome back oqhwbqlsu

awe puppy 🥺 and yessss! i love this request, because when I was watching the lost boys with my niece, afterwards i asked her who her favorite was and she said the little boy like thats soooo cute. and i agree, fuck max <\3

Dwayne’s kid liking Laddie

• both you and Dwayne could tell that your daughter had a small kiddie crush on Laddie, she would always share whatever she had with him, coloring books, food, drinks, she’d even gave him a small dragon plushie which he sleeps with every day

• during the day (because the two you weren’t vampires just yet) your daughter would always ask when you could see laddie and dwayne and it melts your heart to see how much she cares for and loves them, even though Dwayne wasn’t her biological father (for many different reasons) but he raised her with you and she even calls him dad on a couple of occasions🥺

• but you were the one to point out the crush to dwayne when the four of you were sitting at the park at night, watching your daughter and Laddie play. He just nods before saying he thinks Laddie has a crush on your daughter as well, you just laugh and smile

• david loves your kid, as much as he says he hates children, he always looks after her, making sure she’s satisfied and doing good. definitely knows about her little crush on laddie, when he asked she just giggled and hide her face in his jacket. he smiled at that, like an actual smile

• uncles marko and paul mainly encourage your daughter to do fun stuff. and when she first met them, she was so nervous to talk to Laddie, Paul and Marko were immediately like, no, and introduce the two before you and Dwayne could, it was so sweet.

• but you and star are the ones she actually tells everything to. Star is so sweet to your daughter and tells her that even if it seems scary, talking to boys (Laddie) is really easy, and he’s such a sweet kid, so she shouldn’t be scared!

• but your daughter and Laddie will literally talk about anything, what happened at her school that week, what they had for lunch and breakfast, homework, teachers, everything. and they’d always drag each other to ride after ride, game after game, with one of the uncles or aunt tagging along, or maybe they’re just wandering by themselves just having fun

• oh my gods imagine little laddie holding onto your daughter’s hand on a ride because she was scared, and he tells her that it isn’t scary and he’ll say “i’ll tell you when we stop so you can opens your eyes” or something like that 😭🤚 stawp my heart can’t take it.

• he’d be so protective over her and vise versa, like if there was ever a bully on the boardwalk picking fun at her and one of the grownups wasn’t around, Laddie would most definitely stand up for her, and if the bully was picking fun at Laddie? You might have told her that violence was never the answer, but uncle David and Marko taught her how to defend herself (with or without your knowledge) and that bully is getting punched straight in the jaw. then they’d run away laughing, back to you and dwayne

ahhh i don’t know what else to put 😭!! this was such a cute request tho i loved it <3

#the lost boys #david the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #dwayne the lost boys #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #dwayne x reader #laddie the lost boys #laddie

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madelineorionswan · 2 years

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The Summer Break Challenge.

Day 1: Day at the Beach!

A/N: Yes, I'm actually alive 🤣🤣sorry guys for my absence, exams were killing me and I had one hectic schedule. So I present to you guys two short stories for the amazing, the glorious, mah bestie @usernoneexistent summer prompts. I hope you guys like it!

Summary: After a long week of work, Madeline returns home to her family. It was great to just sit back and have a nice evening with them. But what if they decide to have a weekend at the beach?

Warnings: Tooth rotting family fluff😂

Madeline sighed as she stumbled to her and charlie’s house. Boy, the week had been HECTIC! There had been so much work at the ministry with the disappearance of a death eater from Azkaban and the new Auror recruits’ training sessions, Madeline was on the verge of pulling her hair out!

Thankfully, she knew she had a relaxing, long weekend ahead of her. Sure, she had three, rambunctious children, who seemed to always get themselves into trouble.

But Madeline and Charlie were the parents so what were you expecting?

Feeling her muscles relax, Madeline kicked the door open, before kicking off her shoes. “I’m home,” she announced loudly as she booted her shoes and threw her bags onto the couch.

And just as she had predicted, she heard the thunder of footsteps down the stairs as she took off her uniform coat. She turned to face the stairs just in time to see their boy, Drake speed down the stairs, closely followed by their twin girls, Sophia and Isabella, laughing loudly as Charlie called after them, running down the stairs too.

Madeline sat on her knees and opened her arms, laughing as the three siblings ran up to hug her, but all of them fell to the ground, a laughing mess as Charlie stood above them, shaking his head and chuckling.

“This is why I told you lot to slow down,” he told them, helping Madeline up. The kids got up and hugged their mum properly this time.

“Did you guys miss me coz I missed you bunch a lot,” Madeline said, kissing the children's heads.

“Well, I can assure you, love, they definitely missed you,” Charlie chuckled as he picked up Drake and sat him on his shoulder, “drove me insane all DAY!”

“Mum, dad’s lying! He said he loved having fun with us!” Izzy complained, making Charlie clap his hand on his face as Madeline burst out laughing.

“Well kids, looks like your dad’s changed loyalties,” she chuckled, picking up the girls in both of her arms, “who’s excited for bath time?”

The kids squealed with excitement, scrambling out of their parents’ arms and running up the stairs, leaving Madeline and Charlie chuckling and shaking their heads.

“There’s no doubt they’re our kids,” Charlie joked, snaking his arms around Madeline’s waist.

“Hmm. There’s no doubt about that,” Madeline laughed.

The couple smiled lovingly, looking into each other's eyes. Charlie pulled Madeline closer to him and kissed her lovingly. Madeline sighed into the kiss, feeling her body relax into Charlie’s embrace. As they pulled apart, Madeline kissed Charlie again, briefly, before putting her arms on his shoulder, smiling softly.

“I missed you,” Charlie whispered lovingly.

“Me too,” Madeline replied, smiling.

Just when they were leaning in for another kiss, Madeline stopped and turned around when she heard giggles. Charlie frowned and followed Madeline's gaze. They noticed little shadows near the base of the stairs. Charlie carefully tiptoed towards the end of the stairs, closely followed by Madeline. There they found the kids arguing and giggling amongst themselves in hushed whispers, to not get caught by their parents.

Madeline and Charlie shook their heads for what seemed the hundredth time in the last hour or so. Madeline cleared her throat, grabbing the three kids’ attention. This caught their attention as they stopped their banter and turned their heads to see their parents standing at the base of the stairs, hands crossed on their chests.

They were clearly not amused.

“And what are three doing down here?” Charlie asked, quirking his brow, trying to keep a serious expression.

“And as far as I remember, you three were supposed to be in the bathroom upstairs?” Madeline added.

The children shared a mischievous look amongst themselves, before quickly running upstairs leaving Madeline and Charlie behind to follow them up, a laughing mess. The kids really took after them, didn't they?

—

After one long, never-ending time in the bath and dinner, where the kids almost upset the table with how excited they were to learn about the new dragon hatchling at Charlie’s reserve and the “mean wizard” Madeline had fought. Finally, the kids started to feel and look drowsy. And so Charlie and Madeline carried the kids up the stairs and tucked them in bed.

Once they were sure that the little ones were actually asleep, they headed to their bedroom.

"Charlie, I've been thinking…" Madeline said as she saw Charlie walk out of the shower, a towel tied around his waist.

"Hmm?" Charlie hummed, busy drying his damp, red hair, with another towel.

"How about we go on a vacation?"

"A vacation?"

"I mean, it's been a while. And let's face it all of us are kinda getting bored at being cooped up in our daily routines," Madeline said, pulling aside the covers as Charlie sat down beside her and pressed a kiss to her lips.

"Honestly, I agree a nice weekend away at the beach sounds like heaven to me," Charlie fell back against the bed cover with a relaxed sigh, a smile on his face.

"So it's the beach then?" Madeline asked, letting out a chuckle and laying down beside him.

"I mean, do you want to spend your entire weekend in those freezing Scottish highlands," Charlie retorted.

"Ok fine, you win. We're going to the beach," Charlie let out a quiet cheer just as Madeline turned off the bedside lamp with a smile, knowing that the upcoming weekend was going to be exciting.

—

It was safe to say that the three orionswan-Weasley siblings had gone bonkers when Madeline and Charlie broke the news that they would be spending the weekend at the beach.

"Will we see uncle Bill ?!?!!!?!" Drake asked, squealing.

"Sorry, sweetie he and aunt Fleur are away to France, so it's just us," Madeline said from the living room, where she was packing up a suitcase.

Drake's face fell a little and he fiddled with his food. Charlie noticed Drake's slightly grumpy face. Lowering his voice he said, "Don't worry kiddo when mum's busy we're gonna go on an adventure to find sea shells alright?"

The mention of sea shells immediately excited the 6-year-old boy and his face light. Charlie high-fives Drake and he immediately gobble up his toast before trying to climb off the chair.

"What's gotten you into a rush bud?" Madeline asked playfully as she helped him get off his chair.

Drake wasn't interested in answering as he tried to wiggle himself out of Madeline's grip. Madeline chuckled ad let him go and the moment she did, Drake ran up the stairs at lightning speed.

"Now what exactly did you tell him?" Madeline asked, tilting her head towards Charlie.

Charlie had a guilty smile on his face. He shrugged and walked over to her and slung an arm around her shoulder bringing her closer to him.

"Just got him a tad bit too excited for the trip," Charlie grinned.

Before Madeline could say anything she heard calling them from upstairs. They looked up and saw Drake run down the stairs, grinning widely. He had a black wooden box in his hand and a red bandana around his head. Box made a rattling sound, possibly from the dozens of seashells delicately preserved in them.

As he came down the stairs, he carefully placed aside the box of seashells, before putting his hands on his hips and puffing out his chest.

"To the beach!", he declared, making the entire family burst out laughing.

Charlie laughing picked up his son and hoisted the little boy on his shoulder, making him giggle.

"You all heard the little man! We have some shells to collect, family!" He declared, mirroring Drake's determined look.

"To the beach then, " Madeline chuckled, as she picked up the suitcase and headed outside to their car.

It was gonna be one heck of a beach weekend.

#summer break challenge 2022 #summer prompts #hogwarts mystery #harry potter #hphm mc #madeline orionswan #wizarding world #fanfiction #hp fanfic #hphm au #charlie weasley

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abbyandhanako · 5 months

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Hana’s Astral Log:

I messed up Veda’s mind using my powers, It was cathartic, My mom told me she never used her abilities like this and I now know why, If it was her…

Veda would have died in a series of painful seizures and convulsions, I had a third cousin named Eva who used this as her modus operandi, torment people she disliked in their sleep until they died.

Veda demanded I let him out of here so he can kill all of us including me, His weapons will not work in this void.

He then found out the team attack I, Mr. Harmonia, Mark and Rosa, I then told him he couldn’t wake up, he was affected by my abilities.

He will relive the sins of what he did, including using Hypnosis on his own brother to kill someone, Cornelius…

The long is lasts, the worse it will become, Veda……

The spirit of Cornelius appeared when he ranted about his lack of remorse for what he did and that I will find myself in the jaws of death, His spirit had a open slash wound on his neck and wound on his chest

It finally confirmed it, He used Lamont to kill Cornelius via Hypnosis, no wonder the poor man didn’t remember it……

I decided……He didn’t deserve to have his mind intact after this……

The punishment for Veda was based off Resident Evil/Biohazard, and T.K gave me some tips because Veda is a psychopathic madman, Face everyone he hurt, Aries’ ancestors and mine, I then scoffed at his ‘jaws of death’ line.

He’s going to hell, and I will smile at his torment with glee on my face, my ancestors will laugh, Aries’ ancestors will glare at his suffering.

The members of the Treyna family began to speak to Veda on what he did and there was a kitsune (a nine-tailed fox), she had my family with her, was she the first Treyna?

My ancestors, the Krause women were all laughing and giggling in German, then became hysterical when the corpses of Veda’s victims dragged him to hell.

When Veda was screaming and cursing, Cornelius asked me if I could do a favor.

I nodded and asked what did he want me to do, He wanted me to send a message, He said:

“Tell Mah and Baron I’m okay, they’ve done the greatest job in looking out and caring for Aries and everyone. Baron became a good dad, even when I wasn’t there with him I will always look out for my little bro. And Mah…

Tell Mah that she, and Pah did a great job for calling into action when Cipher came back, but Mah didn’t have to go beyond scaring my old boss!… But as a retired Pokémon Ranger…she wanted to make sure no other families lose their loved ones…like how they lost me. But I’m never gone, I am always there with them all. I thank them all for giving me a great life, and honestly, I would do it again to make sure they’ll be okay as well…but they are okay. Especially Aries, because she met you all.”

It was so heartbreaking Veda took someone that was held dear.

When I woke up, Veda was still asleep, he was shaking in his sleep, Good.

Rot in hell you damn monster………

I got Lamont to the infirmary and as a final taunt……

Mr. Harmonia and Mark left Veda outside on the Frigate for his fellow commanders to find, Last I heard, Veda was driven to madness by my abilities and had been attacking Cipher and Plasma alike.

#hanako mishima {{the lost purrloin}}

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startanewdream · 3 years

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Hi Mah, could you write something about Jily in a world where Voldemort doesn't exist? Or, Jily + baby Harry.

If you don't want to, it's okay! Thanks ❤️

Sorry for taking so long! Hope this brightens your day with Lily watching Harry growing up and so not ready for it (no Voldemort mentioned as requested). Based on a real conversation I heard yesterday!

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The first time she hears it, Lily thinks she was mistaken.

“What, Harry?” she asks, feeling a strange weight on her chest.

He turns to her again, an innocent smile on his lips. “Can I have another cup of chocolate, Mum?”

Yeah, she heard it right the first time. And it’s as bad as she thought. Mum.

She looks at her son, really stares at him trying to understand what’s prompting this difference in his treatment of her. It doesn’t look as if anything has changed from yesterday. Harry still looks like her six-year-old son, a few weeks away from turning seven, average height for his age, with a face that’s becoming more and more like his father everyday, shining green eyes behind the round-glasses he wears.

He doesn’t look any older than he is, no sudden spurge, no change at all, and yet he has called her Mum.

Not Mama.

“Sure, Harry,” she says slowly. “Mama will prepare for you, okay?”

“Thanks, Mum.”

Mum. Well, she reasons to herself as she warms the milk, it’s better than “mother”, that exaggerated formality that she has heard in other circles and that’s not at all how she and James wanted to raise Harry.

And, well, she couldn’t expect that Harry would call her “Mama” all his life. It is a childish call and Harry is not… is not a child anymore?

No, he is just six. Not her baby anymore, she can accept that. After all, Harry already manages most of his routine by himself; he wakes up alone to go to school—he goes to school—, he remembers to brush his teeth at night, he helps her take care of their garden and all. He is a fine little kid.

Not so little anymore. Soon not even a kid. Merlin, how fast has he grown up?

“Mum?”

Lily blinks, turning off the stove in time to just avoid the milk to spill. Her hands are shaking as she finishes the chocolate, offering it to him. Harry smiles at her in thanks, drinking the chocolate despite the warmth—like her, he prefers his food always hot—and giving himself a mustache in the process.

“Hey.” She grins at him, using the back of her hand to clean his face before he can use a napkin. Lily doesn’t think she is ready for that display of maturity from her son.

“It’s good,” he says gladly, swinging his feet in the chair, still unable to reach the ground. Then he jumps out of the chair. “Can I play outside now?”

“Sure,” she says and, for good measure, she messes with his hair. Harry giggles, but a part of Lily just waits for the day her son will go all teenager and complain about this caring gesture, will move away from her touch. “Leave the cup in the sink.”

Harry nods. He has to stay on his tiptoe to reach the stove and this also warms Lily a little. He isn’t that old yet.

She watches him play outside all day, debating with herself when he will stop having patience to play with his figure toys, his imagination. When he will ask for a real professional broomstick, or when he will be able to actually ride it; when he won’t have time anymore for his old mum, so grown-up and unlikely that baby she held in her arms, that reached for her with plump arms crying happily for his “Mama”...

“What is bugging you?” James asks, coming to her side and placing his arm around her waist. Lily lays her head over his shoulder.

“Harry is growing up.”

“Well, fawns grow into stags,” he says reasonably. “But there is still time.”

Lily sighs. She supposes James is right, but then she thinks she barely saw the last seven years going by. What if she blinks and then he is taller, no baby fatness in him anymore, having no time for his mum?

“He is just so cute like this,” she whispers. She still can hold him in his arms after all. There is a strange desire to freeze him as he is. “But soon he will be going to Hogwarts—we’ll have to go to Diagon Alley and buy his stuff and he’ll already be old enough to have a wand—”

“Oh, I can’t wait for all the Hogwarts letters telling me about his detentions,” James says, grinning. “Hope it’s big enough for a Howler, my parents never send me one.”

“That’s because Monty and Mia pampered you.”

“Well, there’s that.” He laughs. “Or maybe he will be a good student like you. No detention. Prefect even.”

“Nah, Sirius influences him too much.” She bites her lip. “We raised him well, right?”

“We still do,” James notes. “What has caused this?”

Lily flushes. “He called me ‘Mum’”.

James blinks. “You wanted him to call you ‘Lily’?”

“No, it’s just… he used to call me Mama. You know.”

“He calls me Dad,” James shrugs, unconcerned. “I think it’s normal? The other kids in school call for their mum, not mama. He is just trying to not sound too childish.”

“I know.” Lily sighs heavily. “It doesn’t make it any easier.”

James kisses her forehead tenderly.

Later that night, Lily goes to Harry’s room to tuck him in for the night. Harry accepts it without complaint, but when she looks around, she realizes his plushies aren’t there anymore.

“Where’s Godric, Harry?” she asks, thinking of the old lion plush that was his favourite. Harry shrugs.

“In the trunk.”

“Oh.” She pauses, collecting her thoughts. “You used to love sleeping with him.”

“I can sleep alone, Mum,” he answers as if she is being silly. Oh, dear.

“Yeah, you can.” She kisses his cheek and is glad when Harry doesn’t grimace; Lily doesn’t think she is ready for her son to reject a bit of motherly attention. “You are my brave cub lion on your own.”

He giggles. It’s a pure sound, happy and so childish, that she feels a strange relief with it. He is growing up, but maybe this will be slow. She hopes she can enjoy every second of it.

Lily caresses his hair until Harry’s eyes start to close, his expression easing even more, then she stands up.

“Goodnight, Harry.”

He rolls in the bed, almost sleeping already. “Goodnight, Mama.”

She pretends his slip doesn’t make her beam all night.

#Jily Lives AU #Lily mothering Harry always makes me tearful #Harry and Lily #Eyes Glistening

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who-ever-said-i-was-nice · 3 years

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could we have mc falling down the stairs and getting a concussion with ikevamp pls?

I got ya! Sorry it took this long...

Comte

you where at a party with Comte

while he talked to guests you excused yourself and walked outside

on the way out you accidentally ran into a man

he helped you up, you apologized and continued walking

you reached the front door and stepped outside

suddenly a very angry lady burst outside and came right at you

“ Why where you talking to me husband!” you looked at her, a little confused

“ Well, I bumped into him and I had to apologize. That’s the right thing to do. Non?”

“ You’re lying!” “ Listen here I already have a boyfriend. And he’s the most loving, caring, kind-hearted, sweet person I have ever met! Why the hell would I go talking to your husband!” “ You lying little bi**h. I know you want to steal him away. I can’t let that happen. No hard feelings right?”

she looked at you, her words dripping with venom and before you could react she pushed you down the stairs.

you fell and hit your head hard on one of the steps

you heard a commotion at the top of the stair and you where pretty sure you saw a golden figure bend over you, but you blacked out

when you woke up you realized you where back home in your bed

you looked over to your right and saw a very tired looking Comte smiling down at you

you felt guilty so you apologized

he combed your hair and reassured you that everything’s fine and he isn’t mad at you

he was super worried but he won’t let it show for your sake

Oh yessssss some nice juicy drama * faints because of my own work*

Leonardo

uuuuuuuh this man will have a heart attack

you where walking around town, when you came across this huge library

you were super exited about it so Leo decided to walk you around

you two had a blast

you where mesmerized at the millions of old books inside

When you found something interesting you would bounce up and down like the adorable little dork you where and Leo would chuckle, loving every second of it

when it was time to leave you skipped out followed by Leo

you where walking down the stairs explaining about modern libraries when you slipped and fell backwards hitting your head on the step

Leo couldn’t catch you

the last thing you remember is Leonardo’s worried face

you woke up in your bed

you looked around the room

suddenly you felt the blanket shift a bit

as you lifted it Lumiere crawled out

he nudged your cheek and curled up beside you

you pet him for a while and then got up

“ OUCh! Oh Cara mia you’re awake

yup he fell asleep right next to your bed on the floor

you giggled and gently tugged him up and into the bed

you cuddled for a solid 2 hours

Arthur

it was winter

you where walking home after a case

you where talking and laughing

but the ground was icy and as you where walking by the entrance to a building you pointed at something and accidentally slipped

Arthur was looking at what you pointed at when he heard a dull thump a groan and a horrible crack

he whirled around only to see you on the ground, knocked out and a small stream of blood was flowing from your cheek

he immediately scooped you up and ran, all the while beating himself up for not catching you

you woke up in your bed

Arthur was passed out on the bed next to you

you realized your head was bandaged, you had a band-aid on your cheek and your arm was in a sling

when he felt you stir Arthur woke up and hugged you

turns out you blocked most of the fall with your hand so you didn’t break your head, and managed to get away with a concussion, but your left arm payed the price because now it was broken

This doctor was worried sick

Theo

Theoooooo mah boi

you just finished up at one of Theo’s art exhibition? displays? showcases? i don’t know, just imagine the correct version here

he had just made a really good deal and he was visibly happy

you two chatted as you walked outside

as you reached the bottom and where standing there waiting for a carriage, a rabid dog jumped out of the bush and attacked you knocking you to the ground

Theo couldn’t catch you he was to busy getting the dog to leave

you hit your head on the last step really hard and within a few moments you lost conciseness

You woke up in your bed the next day (or so you thought)

Theo was sitting next to you holding your hand

he pulled you into a tight hug

“ Silly Y/N scarring me like this.”

you broke free from his bear hug, only to pull your lover into a passionate kiss

when you pulled away he stared into your eyes

Theo’s not the type to convert his emotions into words he prefers actions and the way he’s looking at you now melts your heart and you know how much he worried about you

“Thank you for taking care of me Theo. I’m a little sleepy now but can you stay a while” he snorted “ Wasn’t a day and a half enough for you” buuut he’s a cutie so he crawled into bed with you and held you close as you fell asleep

*Me writing a part for Theo*: yes yes let’s make Theo’s favorite animal into the villain of this. ok and then let’s traumatize him by making you sleep for a long time. AAAAHHHHAHAHAHA I’m so evil. Ok so now that i have that out of my system let’s make this the sappiest of them all. OML I LOVE HIM

Dazai

Dazai and you where walking from the gazebo after *caught* things *caught*

no I’m kidding you had a tea party and made rhymes about little dolls and bird and playgrounds

you cute little dorks I love you so much

Sebas was watering the plants there a few minutes ago and it got onto the steppes

Dazai was busy making ridiculously stupid dad jokes and you where laughing your head off

sadly you didn’t notice the puddle and slipped on it banging your head on the step

the last thing you remember was Dazai wrapping his arms around you and lifting you up whispering “ I got you little bird”

you woke up in your bed in the evening

Dazai was right next to you stroking your hair

“ Good morning, Toshiko-san!” you couldn’t help but laugh

Dazai was worried about you but he likes to live his life by the saying: Laughter is the best medicine

Vincent

you when to a church because Vincent wanted to paint it

however once he finished most of it he decided it was missing something

something that could immediately turn any plain picture into a beautiful masterpiece

you

he asked you to model and you gladly agreed

you sat on the steppes and let Vincent paint you

once he was finished you jumped up and started hurrying down the stairs to see how it looked

unfortunately you slipped on one of the worn down steps and fell back banging you head and blacking out

Vincent saw this and rushed up to you

he was beside himself

he already has trouble dealing with emotions, and he just saw your life flash before his eyes

baby boy is traumatized

he picked you up and since he couldn’t carry it ditched the paining and ran to the nearest carriage

you woke up with Vincent by your side

he held your hand and smiled gently

“You’re awake thank God!”

you asked about the painting and he said he just left it there

needles to say you felt horrible so you asked if you could go back

he laughed saying it’s probably gone but complied

surprisingly the painting was still there

Napoleon

you where fencing

it was all fun and games

you would try your best and Leon would disarm you with ease

sometimes he would let you win by dropping the foil very obviously and saying something stupid like Oh no nunuce you got me again

either way it would always result in him picking you up and tickling you

at one point you where standing near the stairs

you where trying to disarm him and didn’t notice them

you stepped back and tripped and fell hitting your head on one of the stairs

the former emperor of France felt his blood chill

he had never seen something scarier then you passed out on the stairs

in a flash he was by your side scooped you up and ran into the house

you woke up a few hours later and sitting right next to you, squeezing your hand like there is no tomorrow, was Napoleon

Honestly he looked like he had aged 50 years

but as son as you made eye contact all that disappeared as if it wasn’t even there to begin with

He hugged you and semi scolded you for being a nunuce and scaring him

Jean

My apology for this one instead of stairs I used a horse. Also based on a true story, sorta. I didn’t have Jean.😢😂

soldier boy

so you where riding with Jean one day

you loved these little outings

the way the wind whipped your hair and the landscape rushed past you as you rode into the sunset

romantic I know

but you have to remember that this also has it’s dangers...

that day you stayed out a bit longer then usual

the sun had already set when you decided it was time to go

so you started making your way back through the dark forest

suddenly a fox dashed across the rode and scared your horse

it reared and trashed an threw you off it’s back

you hit your head and blacked out

you woke up the next morning in Jean’s bed

he himself sat beside you

he had his eye patch off and he had bags under his eyes

it was clear he stayed up all night ( he was that worried)

you felt guilty

you got up and hugged him against your chest caressing his hair

he sighed “ I was so worried about you mademoiselle“

you giggled at the name “ I’m sorry monsieur“

he looked up at you lovingly, deep purple eyes shining

he reached up to cup your cheek as you threaded your hand through his hair and you both met in a passionate kiss

Me: YOU MAY KISS THE BRIDE!!!!!! *sigh* I have lost my mind i case you haven’t noticed

Mozart

tsundere baby

Mozart had just finished one of his performances

and of coarse he killed it

since the place was not that far from the mansion you decided to walk to spare Mozart’s stomach

you where walking and you spotted something you stopped and excitedly pointed at it

Mozart rolled his eyes and kept going “You already have a plushie”

you playfully pouted but ran to catch up to him

suddenly a carriage rolled past you really close and scared you

you lost you balance and fell, hitting your head on the steppes of the building on your right

Mozart wheeled around and saw you on the ground

he cursed himself for not being next to you,

he quickly picked you up and ran

You woke up the next day

Mozart was right next to you

“ This is why I hate carriages”

you burst out laughing and hugged him

he hugged you back and then slowly placed you back onto the bed

he then knelt down and brought up a bag and placed on your lap

you looked into the bad and in it was the plushie you where looking at before the accident

“ I thought it might make you feel better” the blush was visible on his cheeks

“ Oh, Mozart!” you threw your arms around him yet again “ I love it. I love you.” He buried his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent “I love you too”

Isaac

you where at the university

Isaac had finished his lectures and was surprised to see you there

or at least that was what he thought he looked like in actuality

he was flustered, and was stuttering, palm sweating a little

the kids (let’s call them that ok, they’re babies compared to Isaac anyway) got a kick out of that and where snickering in the background

you where standing on the steppes when a little girl, who you figured was someones sibling came rushing up to you

now you where standing facing each other and this girl came in between the two of you pushing you in the process

you lost your balance and hit your head on the railing of the stairs and then crumpled to the ground

all you heard was screams and then nothing

you woke up that evening and the second you opened your eyes Isaac had you wrapped up in his arms and was holding you against his chest

“ Do you have any idea how worried I was! Thank God you’re awake”

you cupped his cheek and pulled him into a kiss

once you pulled away you smiled up at the now very flustered Isaac

“ Thank you for taking care of me Isaac!”

he mumbled a ‘you’re welcome’

you laughed and hugged him

Sebastian

so the two of you cuties where grocery shopping

you where finishing up and walking out laughing and talking

all of a sudden you heard screams from inside the store

you turned around only to see a man running at you at full speed

you didn’t have time to react

he knocked into you and sent your stuff flying and you tumbling down the stairs

you hit your head hard

the last thing you remember was Sebastian desperately calling your name

you woke up in your room and Sebastian pulled you into a hug and kissed you deeply

nah just kidding

*flick*Don’t ever do that again” “ DID YOU JUST FLICK MY FOREHEAD?!

he smiled sweetly and kissed your forehead right where he flicked it

“I’m saying this because I was worried about you” “ Well that changes things”

you both laughed and then you cuddled

bless Comte for giving Sebas the rest of the day off so you could cuddle

William Shookspear

You where actually on stage

From the start of your relationship Will knew you loved acting

So one day he decided to let you audition and you got the main part

shocker

jkjk you where a great actress

The play began and you killed it

absolutely blew everyone away

at the end you rushed backstage to meet your boyfriend

he was there smiling at you

it was honestly the sweetest, brightest smile you had ever sen him give you

you rushed down the steppes, but your dress got caught in a nail and yanked you back

you lost your balance and fell backwards

you immediately lost consciousness

you woke up in his room

he was sitting beside you with a worried expression

he asked if you where feeling alright and when you said you felt fine he let out a sigh of relief

“ Did I do good Will?” you asked timidly

he smiled brushed back your hair and planted a kiss to your forehead

“ You where amazing”

That’s it! I really hope you enjoyed! Stay safe out there!

#Ikemen Vampire #cybird ikemen #IkeVamp #ikemen vampire leonardo #ikemen vampire mozart #ikemen vampire napoleon #ikemen vampire shakespeare #ikemen vampire jean #ikemen vampire arthur #ikemen vampire comte #ikemen vampire vincent #ikemen vampire isaac #ikemen vampire sebastian #ikemen vampire dazai #ikemen vampire theo #ikemen vampire headcanons #ikemen headcanons

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atimefordragons · 3 years

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BOURGEOISIE ACADEMIA

☾♔; October 9, 2021 ☾♔; 11:45am ☾♔; sotd: Bajito (Ana Guerra) ☾♔; cotd: Tobirama Senju ☾♔; Bourgeoisie Academia ☾♔; Conceptualizing and Notes (I guess)

lol, I say this every time, but I really have just completely forgotten how to make sets. I can't even replicate my own, I use them for reference, but I struggle. and any time I step away for a little bit, I get even worse. lmao. honestly, at this point urstyle is just a smoking habit I can't kick. but whatever, I'll always miss polyvore and the other alt sites suck ass. (yeah, I said it)

anyway, voila, been deep in the fantasy for, well, months, and wow server made me nostalgic talking about rosá, so a new wip recycling a bunch of old ass rich people in academia characters. aging them all up to be older, cause not in a stupid high school mood, cause any rich people high school that isn't ouran based is lame, and changing a bunch of backstory stuff and relationships. so ya know, ignore mah incoherent notes, lol.

- Rodion, is like 22 maybe? possibly 23, was adopted as a dad by his youngest brother? He had no say in it. Literally, not-damian joined the family and straight up arranged HIS OWN move to dresden to live with Rodion. He spent like 10 minutes with Ivan and went, you suck, I want Rodya to be my dad. - what even is el majoring in? how is she is so many classes? #hasatimeturnerconspiracytheory - katzaya canon - izana unintentional angst (lol, poor babu) - DEEVCAS SUPREMACY!!! - recast rosá, from ana guerra --> marina ruy barbosa - rosá & lucas = cousins? paternal probs, cause I don't wanna change de la fuente from either of them, but I think both have reyes has a maternal surname, and might wanna change that, lmao - cut out the secret love child plotlines from deevi's story, it was all I could basically think of for HM anyway, lol - rename seb onii-chan to Valery (viktor was his original name, found it in me notes) - maybe kill off kat dad? ohhh, lmao, survived a poisoning (1 guess who) and now in exile. it's dramatic, but it's like kinda funny. - maybe let ileana live? let kat have like (1) good adult in her life, lmfao - ruri did the idol thing for a year or two, but then quit to go study something else maybe? might still consider dramatic acting, but I don't think it's for her honestly. Oh, ruri is the lost girl; she didn't enjoy being an idol, the constant pressure, etc, etc, was in the idol group "lily white", named after umi's sub group in ų's, since ruri has a few personality traits similar to sena, lol - recast adya, from sean o'pry ---> diego barrueco - emil, from louis hofmaan ---> freddy carter maybe? not sure what I want to do with him. - shion, recast from dilireba ---> adeline rudolph, and change her backstory to idk what yet though. maybe give her bratva connections, which is how ivan ended up as her dad? idk

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trashboatprince · 4 years

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This is based on some ridiculous idea that’s been on my mind since yesterday when me and my friends were talking about the Bendy Blend coffee.

So, here ya go, a little Bioshock au drabble for you guys that’s just for fun, probably not canon to the story, but maybe it could be.

Summery: Sure are a lot of things in Rapture Studios that have Bendy’s face on it...

As always, Henry belongs to @inkspottie, Ross belongs to @thedobermutt, and Delta is my Henry. Bendy is meant to take on the role of the Little Sister, called Li’l Devil Darlings.

On with the fic!

“Should be a good place to look for supplies, might even find somethin’ good here.” Delta commented as he blocked the entrance to what had once been a small diner in the city of Rapture Studios.

The blinds were drawn on most of the windows, but they hadn’t really been noticed by the splicers in this large pavilion, so they should be fine to take a short break or two.

“That sounds fine.” Henry sighed as he stretched, hearing his poor back popping in places. “I could go for a small snack, hopefully it’s not chips or an old candy bar.”

“We’ll just have to see.” Ross spoke from where he was looking around behind the counter of the diner, having become interested in the coffee maker. A hot cup of coffee would be heaven sent right about now. If only he could find-

“Soldier Dad!” Bendy’s chipper voice caught the man’s attention, and he turned to find the little demon smiling up at him, his unnaturally bright eyes seeming to be looking right at him. “Look what I found!”

Suddenly, a black can was thrust into the animator’s face, Bendy the cartoon’s face just inches from his own. “It’s me!” The living toon spoke happily as the can was taken from him.

“O-oh?” Ross blinked, looking the can over. It read BENDY BLEND COFFEE in happy, golden letters, with a cute drawing of Bendy pouring the drink into a cup on the label. It was unopened, so it might still be good to use. “Yeah, that’s you, thanks.” He patted Bendy on the head, making the child-like creature happy before he scurried off to explore.

As Ross went to get the coffee maker working, Henry sat down at a seat at the counter, glancing around as Delta went into the kitchen to dig around. Henry saw images of Bendy and his friends in picture frames on the walls, on the long-forgotten menus. Hell, he’s been seeing Bendy’s face all over Rapture Studios since he arrived.

“It’s... kinda creepy how much I keep seeing that smile.” He mumbled to himself, though it seems the older man heard him.

“What smile? Bendy’s?” Ross asked, a small smile of victory came to him as the coffee maker came to life, pouring coffee into the pot.

“Yeah, I mean, I know he was the star of the show, but...” Henry picked up a menu, seeing that little drawings of Bendy were all over it. “He’s everywhere. There hasn’t been a single place in this studio that doesn’t have that freaky grin plastered somewhere!”

“Yeah, I guess it is a little uncomfortable to have Bendy’s face everywhere you look.” Ross turned around, leaning against the counter. “It is a bit creepy.”

“After this, I don’t think I really want to see the devil’s face everywhere I turn, ya know?”

Both nearly jumped when something clattered, the two turning to see Bendy standing nearby, having dropped another coffee can he had found. His already-wide eyes got wider and inky tears came to them.

“You think I’m scary...?” He whimpered, looking ready to start crying like a child.

Ross and Henry looked at each other in fear, knowing that if Bendy started to cry, Delta would hear.

And they both has seen what the Big Daddy did to those who made Bendy cry.

“N-no! No!” Henry waved his hands. “Not you, never you...! You’re not scary, Bendy!” He tried to smile, though he would never tell the demon that when he first saw him, yes, he did get a bit spooked by him.

“We’re not talking about you, Bendy.” Ross tried to explain. “We meant, uhh... well... the images and stuff of you? We like seeing you, of course, but...” Bendy sniffed, rubbing at one of his eyes. “You said you didn’t like mah smile...”

“We like yours.” Henry spoke, moving around the counter. “Just not the same smile we see all over the studio! We like yours! Yours is much nicer and not creepy to us.”

Bendy looked up at Henry and then to Ross, pouting. “Really?”

The two men nodded, hoping that Bendy understood. The Li’l Devil looked at the can he had dropped, picking it up. He looked at the little drawing of himself before his attention went back to them. “I’m cuter den da drawings anyway.” He mumbled, sounding very sure of this.

Henry and Ross let out the breaths they didn’t realize they were holding, just as Delta stepped out, his arms full of things he found. “I think we’ll be good for a b-” He paused, looking at his friends, raising an eyebrow.

“Jeez, what’s for you two so spooked? What, ya see somethin’ scary?”

END

#bendy and the ink machine #batim #bioshock au #batim bendy #henry stein #john's drabbles

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devintrinidad · 3 years

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Hey there! Just wanted to let you know CAW White has had it's first 6 chapters translated by tumblr littlecookiecat. Also have you ever checked out the anime 86/Eighty Six? It's currently at 5 episodes of 2 cour show and based off a light novel series (10-ongoing). It's not like Akudama but for some reason I think you might like it. It's mystery dystopia scifi where the main character starts off naive and discovers how much more twisted the world is. But she keeps fighting to change things.

Oh my gosh! Hello, hello, hello! I read the first six chapters and my gosh, they were so incredibly well done! For the most part, the characterizations that were theorized and were part of fanon for so long actually hold up???

Like, I was so scared a couple years ago when I started characterizing and writing the WBC squad as my own that it would all fall apart if there was more interactions and dialogue from these characters, but so far??? I’m amazed??? geeze, the fandom was so young, but the headcanons everyone had really live up to the expectations and the reality of the manga.

Anyway, some observations I made:

(SPOILERISH???)

Band Cell is so adorable and cute! I thought that he was going to be some sort of tsundere, but he’s actually so earnest and kind! I really like how his innocence and naïveté mirrors that of AE-3803, which is pretty ironic given the fact that White definitely follows canon. It’s a good mirror of each other and while canon showcases AE-3803’s growth, I really want to see Band Cell grow as well.

Also, I love his uniform! You can tell that he’s a neutrophil because the design is almost identical to that of mature neutrophils, but the differences really add to the newness and innocence of the character. The short sleeves and those shoes??? Really adorable and heights the differences in both height and attitude.

Speaking of attitude, I find it hilarious that Band Cell is nowhere as bloodthirsty as his superiors—yet. It seems to be a culture shock for new cells everywhere to be concerned over immune cells (neutrophils especially) going bloodthirsty over perceived threats.

The chapter where there the WBC squad play tag is so cute!!! It makes me think of the training that the white blood cells undergo in the bone marrow. I think I’ve read in a fanfic somewhere that both white and red blood cells would share a few classes together because they both would be traversing the body for their own areas of work. Hehehe, I guess that’s disproven now given the fact that Band Cell really needs to work on his navigational skills.

ALSO! WBC Squad bribing Dendritic Cell??? Hehehe, called it! (Not really, but do I have a fanfic where U-2001 teams up with Dendritic Cell over blackmail, hahah!).

Speaking of U-2001… MAH BOI ISN’T HERE!!! I MEAN, THERE ARE HINTS OF ANOTHER CELL, BUT IT COULD EASILY BE ANY OTHER CELL, BUT MY HEART OF HEARTS KEEP TELLING ME IT’S HIM WHENEVER I SEE A NEUTROPHIL WITH A BUZZ CUT!!!

*coughs*

Justice for my boy 2001.

And, of course, the boys…

2626: My gosh, he’s so adorable! He’s more subdued than the others, but he’s just as mischievous as 4989. I love the fact that even though bacteria tastes bland no matter what you do, he still insists on cooking it. He’s also really nice and kind, a good balm towards 2048’s too cool/too suave for you nature, 4989’s chaotic feralness, and 1146’s dad energy. Definitely team mom if 2001/1146 aren’t taking up that role.

4989: Maybe it’s just me, but he hasn’t been improvising weapons? Like, that’s one of the signature things he does? I read the chapters once recently, so maybe I wasn’t paying too much attention, but I don’t think he’s been experimenting. I saw Band Cell throw a “caution” sign at a bacterium, but nothing more. Other than that, he’s very mischievous and the baby of the group if Band Cell wasn’t there. I like that tidbit where 1146 and him are the messy eaters, ahahah!

2048: Chubby baby boy who probably still is insecure over his appearance as an adult. He’s overcompensating, but he’s also cute and charming! Definitely one of those fanon characterizations that still somewhat hold up to this day. I also like the fact that his relationship with Band Cell kind of mirrors that of 1146 and 3803. The whole knowing each other when they were younger, that kind of thing. I love how 2048 is so tsundere towards Band Cell, but gives in eventually.

1146: Utter. Perfection. He’s there for his junior and he’s willing to support him and make sure that he’s safe at all times. Not once has he berated Band Cell for incompetence or for being too cowardly or slow. He’s so awesome and I really, really hope that 3803 comes into join because I bet she would be so proud of 1146 for being so supportive of Band Cell! I also love the whole bridal carry thing. Both cells aren’t embarrassed by it and honestly, I want more of that in media in general. That’s some good stuff. Platonic bridal carry.

Some other notes:

Naive and Band Cell need to be best friends. Or shipped. Whatever happens, happens.

I also think that Band Cell and AE-3803 would bond over being newbies together??? Please, add in AE-3803!!! It would be so great!

Platelets are forever cute and I found myself laughing when they accused the neutrophils of cheating in their game of tag.

The bacteria that attacked Band Cell before the bridal carry was startling similar to the bacterium that attacked 1146 and 3803 when they were kids… CINEMATIC PARALLELS!

And… hmmm… That’s about it, I guess. I’m really looking forward to new chapters and for more lore about the body!

In response to the rest of your message...

I actually heard of 86! I’m not sure if I’ll get around to watching it. Right now, I’m actually watching Shadows House (super creepy, super dark slice of life and definitely a dark horse this season). I plan on binging Mars Red and Odd Taxi once their episodes conclude, though. Is 86 any good? It’s been recommended by a couple of anitubers that I watch, but I haven’t found the appeal yet. Maybe I might watch it once the season is over, who knows...

Anyway, thanks for the message and I hope that you have a wonderful day! :D

EDIT: BY THE BY... IS IT JUST ME... OR IS BAND CELL REALLY SIMILAR IN APPEARANCE TO HACKER FROM AKUDAMA DRIVE??? PLEASE DON’T TELL ME IT’S JUST ME!

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charincharge · 4 years

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Cruel Summer, Part 10

cruel summer masterlist

AN: Warnings for the beginnings of angst, drinking and some sexual situations. Your comments keep this thing alive. As always, feel free to message/ask/etc. about anything. I adore hearing from you all. xo

If there’s one thing Rowan has learned in the last few days, it’s that Aelin loves sneaking around. Maybe it’s the intimacy of sharing a secret, or maybe it’s just the way Rowan allows his touch to linger just enough to leave promises of the future – but Aelin’s barely let him out of her sight since she left his bed, greedy for more.

This is how they end up in the break room bathroom during Rowan’s lunch break. They were supposed to just sit together as Rowan ate his lunch, but as Aelin’s eyes darken as they watch his lips wrap around his fork, he knows her restraint is about to break. When a drop of dressing drips onto his finger and his tongue darts out to lick it off, she grabs his hand and drags him into the closest room with a lock.

The bathroom is cramped and dirty, but Aelin doesn’t seem fazed. Rowan chuckles as she kisses her way up his neck. She hops onto the pedestal sink to get better leverage, but the unsteady porcelain rocks slightly beneath her. Rowan grips the sides and stops it from swaying any further, never stopping his soft laughter.

“I’m not having sex in this filthy bathroom,” Rowan snickers, though his hands make their way to her waist, anchoring her against him.

Aelin scrapes her teeth against his jawline and runs her tongue against his stubble. Goosebumps raise on the back of his neck under her hands, and she smirks, satisfied.

“You sure?” she asks, and Rowan groans as he pulls away from her, breathing hard.

“You’re evil, you know that?”

Aelin hops off the sink and sashays toward him, like a predator stalking her prey. He backs up with every step, until his back is pressed against the door. He slides his hands into the back pockets of her jean shorts and exhales, shakily using all his restraint.

“I swear we will finish this later,” he says and leans down to kiss her softly. “I’m coming over tonight,” he reminds her.

“But my parents will be home, so we’ll have a Dorian chaperone until super late,” Aelin whines.

Rowan frowns at the mention of her parents and Dorian – he’d forgotten about that little detail. But he shakes it off and remains resolute. “I’ll make it worth the wait. But I have to eat before my afternoon shift. You know I get hangry.”

Aelin winks saucily. “I’ve got something for you to eat.”

Rowan’s cheeks heat as he pulls her closer. He peers down at her, his green eyes both amused and horrified. “I’ve created a monster.”

“You have no one but yourself to blame,” she says as she rests her chin against his chest. Their heads lean towards each other, that magnetic pull raging, and meet in one last reckless kiss.

“Food,” Rowan breaths.

“Fine,” Aelin agrees with a roll of her eyes. “Wait like five seconds to come out. Just in case.”

Aelin slips out the bathroom door, and Rowan takes a second to breathe and adjust himself. That woman will kill him. He counts to five slowly before exiting the bathroom himself. He slinks back to the table, avoiding looking up at Aelin, who’s now mid-conversation with Elide.

“…do you mind? My phone is at 5%, and I can’t find a charger anywhere.” Aelin plugs her phone into the wall, and Rowan wonders at how easily Aelin can lie on her feet.

“Rowan!” Elide calls out. “You eating lunch?” He nods stiffly. “Mind if I join you?” she asks, and Rowan gestures for her to take a seat.

“So, what’s everyone up to tonight?” Elide asks innocently, because she has no idea the implications of the answers of her question.

“I was actually going to see if you wanted to come over?” Aelin asks, and Rowan trains his face into a neutral stare, wondering what the hell Aelin is doing. It’s bad enough that Rowan is going to have to share Aelin’s time with Dorian tonight. At least Dorian knows about them. With Elide there, they won’t even be able to touch each other. “Dorian’s coming over for a movie night, but who knows what he’ll make me watch,” Aelin continues, oblivious to Rowan’s plight.

Elide is touched and thanks Aelin for the invite, but declines. She already has dinner plans. But the pair of them excitedly pencil each other in for the weekend – for some girl time and catching up. Rowan sits quietly and finishes his salad as the two of them chatter about how much they miss the other, relieved that Aelin somehow knew Elide wouldn’t take her up on her offer.

At the end of his break, Aelin grabs her phone from the wall and bids the pair goodbye, leaving Elide with a hug and a small squeeze to Rowan’s arm. He smiles after her, hoping to spot Aelin around the park in the afternoon. But he never does.

For the first time, Rowan drives up the Ashryver’s long driveway. He’s changed out of his uniform and into a nice pair of jeans and a t-shirt, but he’s nervous nonetheless. There’s something about being in this house that makes his stomach churn. Aelin opens the door before he finishes knocking and flings herself into his arms for a tight hug. He nods hello to Dorian, who watches their interaction with interest.

“Aelin,” a voice calls from the kitchen. “Please come say hi before you disappear for the night.”

Aelin apologizes and leads the boys into the kitchen where her parents are already seated at the table for dinner.

“Mom, Dad, you remember Rowan?”

Rowan smiles politely. “Thanks so much for having me In your home again, Mr. and Mrs.—”

Rhoe cuts Rowan off. “Please. Call us Rhoe and Evalin.”

Rowan scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. “I’ll try.”

“Aelin Ashryver Galathinius!” Evalin scolds from the other side of the table as Aelin reaches onto her dad’s plate with her fingers and plops a large piece of potato salad into her mouth.

“Iss mah favorite,” she says around her mouthful, and Rowan can’t help but chuckle.

Evalin’s brow furrows as she chides her daughter. “You know the rule. If you want Emrys’ food, you have eat it at the table with us.”

Aelin looks at her company with questioning eyes. Dorian and Rowan shrug in near unison, letting her decide. Rowan isn’t exactly fond of the idea of having unexpected dinner with her parents, but Aelin seems to want to, and he’ll do whatever she wants.

Aelin slinks into her seat, and the boys follow her lead, Rowan taking the seat next to her. Rhoe grins widely. “Wine?” he asks, holding up a bottle of Sancerre.

Aelin looks around the table. “My favorite meal. My favorite wine.” She looks at her parents. “What do you want?”

Rhoe chuckles as he fills her glass. “Is it not enough to want to spend time with our beautiful daughter and her lovely friends?” he asks, but Aelin’s eyes narrow suspiciously.

“No.”

“Drinks first,” Evalin turns to Rowan as she stands from the table. “Rowan, I know Dorian prefers beer. Can I get you one, or is wine okay?” she asks. “Or we have a full bar if you want something completely different, or sodas or lemonade or sparkling water if you’re not a drinker.”

“Beer is great,” Rowan says.

“IPA? Hef? Stout?” she asks, reaching into a fridge tucked into the base of the large kitchen island.

Rowan is overwhelmed by the choices. He usually grabs Coors Lite from the grocery and is done with it. He’s not a fancy drinker by any means. As if sensing his distress, Aelin reaches out beneath the table and places her hand on his knee and squeezes lightly.

“We know what Dorian wants,” Aelin says with a laugh, diffusing his discomfort. “IPA, like every other former frat boy in the country.”

“Excuse me – it’s delicious,” Dorian says with a wide grin, “And I will not be shamed for being in a fraternity, Ms. Ashryver. Some of us had a four-generation legacy to uphold.”

Rowan relaxes as he tells Evalin he’ll try an IPA, and Rhoe turns to Dorian and questions him about his father, speaking of legacies.

As the conversation continues, Rowan slides his hand under the table and finds Aelin’s hand still on his knee. He lifts it up and laces his fingers with hers, thanking her for helping him. She swipes her thumb along the backside of his hand, a silent you’re welcome.

Dinner is far more painless than Rowan suspected it would be. He participates in the conversation occasionally, but he’s more than happy to let Aelin and Dorian to do most of the heavy lifting. He’s mostly pleased she doesn’t remove her hand from his knee the entire time. After their fourth beer, Evalin sternly tells the boys they should not plan on driving home.

Rowan’s hand stills on Aelin’s. “Dorian, you have your room, and Rowan, you can take Aedion’s old room. And Rowan, please feel free to join us any time. We love having Aelin’s friends over.”

Rowan smiles and nods. “Thank you, Evalin.” She wraps him into a long hug, and though he’s startled, he can’t help but return it.

As they separate, Evalin turns to Dorian, who is ducked down into the island fridge, pulling out a handful of beers.

“If we’re not driving…” he says with a cheeky smile, and Evalin shakes her head at him.

“Aelin,” Rhoe pipes up, and Aelin turns toward her father, who finishes the dregs of his wine glass with a long sip.

Aelin shouts. “I knew it!”

Rowan stares, perplexed, and Rhoe laughs. “Know what?”

“I don’t know, but I know there’s something to know. I knew this meal was suspicious,” she rambles.

Rhoe sighs, exasperated with his daughter, making Rowan smile. At least Aelin exasperates everyone, not just him.

“You know the Cortlands,” Rhoe begins.

“Our neighbors?” Aelin asks. “Yes, Dad. I know the Cortlands.”

Rhoe continues on. “The Cortland’s nephew, Sam, is coming here for a few weeks. He’s just around your age. You probably don’t remember him. He used to come here when he was very little. You two used to make sandcastles together.”

Aelin sighs loudly. “And?”

“And I may have told the Cortlands that you would welcome him into your group of friends. And that you would take him to the park tomorrow.” Aelin looks like she’s going to protest, but Rhoe barrels on. “The young man just lost his father, and you will be nice to him.”

“Fine.” Aelin grumbles as she refills her wine glass. “Is that all?

Evalin rolls her eyes. “Yes. We’re turning in. Don’t stay up too late.”

As the Ashryvers disappear upstairs, Aelin practically drags Rowan down to the lower level of the house and into the home theater. He stumbles down the stairs after her and exhales in awe upon seeing the theater. It’s filled with reclining couches and blankets and a small bar is filled with movie candy. The ceiling is dotted with tiny lights, making it look like a starry night sky.

“Dorian, close your eyes,” Rowan hears Aelin say, and he’s taken by surprise when she pulls Rowan in for a kiss with all her strength. It’s not gentle. Refusing to separate from him, Aelin tugs him down onto the recliner with her, and he lands on top of her, laughing.

“How are you so strong?” he asks, getting situated upright on the couch. Aelin leans into his side and rests her head on his shoulder.

As Dorian picks the movie, Rowan wraps his arm around Aelin’s shoulders, playing with the ends of her hair and running small circles down her arm. She leans further into his side, relaxing sleepily against him. He kisses the top of her head, and she smiles up at him.

“That wasn’t horrible, right?” she asks, eyes wide, and Rowan shakes his head.

“No, it wasn’t.”

Dorian hands out candy and drinks to them as the movie comes on – Twizzlers for Dorian, Milk Duds for Aelin and Sour Patch Kids for Rowan. They watch the crappy action movie, and Rowan has to hide his smile in Aelin’s hair several times as she and Dorian make their boisterous, drunken commentary. But despite how perfectly the night has been going, something in Rowan feels unsettled. He wonders if it’s because Aelin introduced him to her parents as her friend. He wonders how they would feel if they knew what he and their daughter were really up to.

By the time it’s time for bed, Rowan’s thoughts are tangled into a complicated, insecure knot. Aelin whispers that she’ll be right back after wishing him goodnight far too loudly. And Rowan strips down to his boxers and climbs into the soft bed.

He closes his eyes and tries to relax, but his mind won’t stop racing. He feels so far out of his league when it comes to these people with their fancy beers and mile long driveways and home theaters and personal chefs. It’s no wonder Aelin only thinks of him as a convenient, warm body.

“I really like him, Ace.” Rowan hears Dorian’s smooth tenor through the crack in the door. Rowan knows he shouldn’t be listening to their private conversation, but they’re standing right outside his room, and he can’t help but strain his ears to hear the reply, wondering what Aelin has to say about that.

“We’re not turning this into a threeway thing. Get your own fuck buddy,” Aelin replies with a laugh. Rowan’s stomach twists with an uncomfortable pang, feeling every one of his insecurities confirmed with her swift reply.

A heavy pause before Dorian begins again. “I just… I thought tonight was going to be weird,” he admits. “I didn’t know what the dynamic would be, you know? Anyway.” He clears his throat, clearly uncomfortable from talking about his feelings, and Rowan feels slightly guilty for listening. “Feel free to hang out with both of us whenever. It was fun.”

“I appreciate your best friend approval, but like I told you. This isn’t serious. We’re just… hanging out.”

Rowan frowns, bothered by her answer. But unable to articulate why.

“Well, if you could hang out quietly, that room shares a wall with mine and I’d like not to be completely scarred by morning,” Dorian mumbles, and Rowan closes his eyes as he hears the bedroom door open and Aelin slip into the guest room, joining him under the covers.

Aelin runs her hand up his side and kisses his shoulder. Then his chest. And as they go to land on his lips, Rowan stops her.

“Aelin? Do you mind if we…don’t?”

“Oh,” she whispers, surprised.

“I’m just a little more tired than I thought I was,” he says. “Too much beer, I think.”

Aelin rolls onto her back, staring at the ceiling, and the abrupt space between them feels like a giant chasm, and he longs to pull her back into him. She props herself up, staring down at him, and he’s grateful for the dark, because he’s not sure what his face looks like.

Aelin tucks her hair behind her ear. “Should I go back to my room?” she asks softly.

“Only if you want to,” he replies, and he’s relieved when she scooches back down onto the mattress and lays her head on the pillow next to him.

“I don’t want to.”

Aelin inches closer, and Rowan holds his breath as she snakes herself under his arm and rests her head on his chest. “Is this okay?” she whispers, and Rowan’s heart thunders in his chest. He nods as he runs his hand down her back, relishing in the silky feel of her nightgown. The nightgown has somehow ridden up, though, and as Rowan goes to pull it back down, he feels the bare skin of Aelin’s behind under his fingers. He can’t control his hands as they slowly trace over her smooth thighs and run between her legs.

Aelin lifts her head and angles her hips up to give Rowan more room to let his fingers roam.

“I thought you were too tired,” she says, and he can hear the smirk in her gravelly tone.

“That was before I discovered you were in my bed with no panties,” Rowan admits as he rubs his fingers over the apex of her thighs, their physical connection undeniably present.

Aelin breathes heavily, but her hips still as she places a hand against Rowan’s chest. “I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do,” she says seriously.

Rowan’s breath stutters as he leans up and captures Aelin’s lips. “I appreciate that, but right now, I need to be inside you.”

He lifts Aelin up, and she sinks down onto him slowly. As she rocks on top of him, her head thrown back in pleasure and the headboard thumping softly against the wall, Rowan thinks what he wants with Aelin is anything but casual. He’s going to break his own heart. He just knows it.

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octaveremixz · 3 years

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*One more time plays*

"ONE MORE TIME-"

"NO BARB YOU CAN'T TAKE OUR STRING!"

"Yes I can little mermaid and that fish she carries with her. And you CAN'T stop me!"

*Plot twist, he stops her*

*Girls just wanna have- Ahem I mean Trolls just wanna have fun play in the background*

"I woke up-"

"Guy you are a guy how can you have a child-"

"This child is MY son Tiny Diamond."

"Goo goo ga ga. I look like my Da Da."

"HOW AND WHO IS THE MOTHER OF THIS CHILD?!"

"NOBODY IS GOING ON THE FACT THAT DJ SUKI ISN'T HERE?!"

"IS SHE THE MOTHER OF HIM?!"

"BIGGIE HUSH!"

"OH MY GOD!"

"WHY IS EVERYBODY YELLING?!"

"THE FACT THAT THERE'S A CHARACTER NAMED LEGSLY CONCERNS MEEEEEEEEEEEEE-"

"POPPYHELPTHERE'SABATAFTERMEANDIDON'TTHINKIT'SFRIENDLYHEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Instead of asking wtf we are doing, you MUST see this fast forward."

FAST FORWARD...

"Poppy, there are more tribes than you know of because I am bad parental control."

"GaSp how many?!"

"Can you stfu for once I'm trying to explain jesus christ. Oh wait. I forgot because I'm getting old."

10 minutes later....

"Branch you will come with me on this FaBuLoUs JoUrNeY."

"But-"

"SHHHHH mah child we need to make broppy canon RIGHT NOW!"

Few seconds with Cooper...

"You know what, since Poppy and Branch are gone I'm going to run away to see who is the true family I possess relationship with."

Next day...

"BIGGIE YOU ATE ALL OF OUR FOOD?!"

"I WAS HUNGRY!"

"Meep."

They meet Pennywhistle...

"I'm the right woodwind for the job!"

Biggie Poppy and Branch arrives in Lonesome flats only to be locked up by Mayor Delta...

"AND YOU STAY IN THERE FOR THE REST OF YALLS LIVES!"

"Dang I can't believe that trying to cheer up a wholedifferent tribe that isn't Pop with Pop music didn't work."

"YEEHAW!!!!"

*EXPLOSION*

Hickory saves Biggie Poppy and Branch but then they fell into a river, got put on a raft, fought chaz-

"YOU WILL NEVER DEFEAT ME! I'M CHAZ THE-"

"YEEHAW!" Hickory kicked Chaz into the river.

Zoom...

"Oh my that was a goal."

Splash...

"YOU HAVEN'T HEARD THE LAST OF CHAZ- glub glub glub..."

"Thank you Hickory for saving us from that HORRIBLE BROPPY scene!"

"YEEHAW!"

-Chaz miniboss #1 while Biggie becomes a big cry baby and runs from his problems. Now Cooper...

"I give up this heat is too much and I ate said."

*UFO noises*

"OH MY GOD I'M GETTING ABDUCTED SUN CALL NINE ONE ONE-!"

"Heck naw."

Cooper gets abducted by the crazy UFO based off of that one group by George clinton and on that SAME day Hickory Branch and Poppy gets abducted aswell...

"OH NOOOOO!!!!!"

*Insert Atomic Dog 😤👌*

"BOW WOW WOW YIPPIE YO YIPPIE YAY-"

"Welcome to this door-less room on this FUNKY UFO!"

"GaSp Cooper you son of a gun!"

"Actually I'm over here!"

"NANI?!"

"YEEHAW!!!"

"Alright this is freaky."

"Turns out I'm from ViBe CiTy! Just like my twin brotha!"

"I'm PRINCE D *HOLY NAME🙌* what's POPPIN'?!"

"How tf did you get here?"

"Long story short..."

THESE MF FLASHBACKS MAN...

"When we were both EGGS my EGG got snatched from the WEAVE..."

*YEET*

"Mom and Dad looked everywhere but they couldn't find me so you guys raised me as one of your own."

"NOW *Wtf did he say???*! AHAHAHA!"

"And yeeeeeeaaaaaarrrrrsssss later they finally found me!"

"Q *I thought she said Hue* is that him?"

"I'm not even going to awnser that question and say our son is finally home!"

END OF FLASHBACK....

"It wasn't THAT complicated. Ahahahah"

"Ahahahah."

"Oh! And I want for you to meet the King and Queen of funk!"

"King Quincy and Queen Essence!"

"My mom and dad!"**WHOLESOME MOMENT**

*Enter low quality kissing noises*

"Awwwwww"

"Cooper, you look just like your dad!"

"YeAh that must be why he's so good lookin'"

(I wish I had someone who could make dad jokes.)

*Clap*

"WAS THAT A DAD JOKE?! BECAUSE I NEVER HEARD ONE BEFORE!"

*Laughter of the funk family including that mf Quincy who looks like a GORILLA when he smiles*

FAST forward to th History of FUNK...

"I feel you-"

*Alarms*

"ROCK HAS ARRIVED, IT'S ON!"

*Move on up plays*

"Bite your lips-"

*LMFAO*

Broppy splits up...

"I HATE YOU BRANCH!"

"AND WHY DO I LOVE YOU?!"

*True colors plays*

"I see your true colors-"

*Is this the wrong movie because I forgot :/*

The FABULOUS K-pop gang tries to steal Branch...

"THIS IS FOR K-POP TRESILLO!"

And the Reggaeton group tries to take Branch...

"HE IS MINE WANI!!!"

And then the Pop string gets taken by Hickory and.....

"DICKORY!"

I KNEW THAT! Hickory and Dickory...

Fast forward to Volcano Rock City...

*Barracuda plays*

"BARRACUDAAAAAAAAA-"

And then they lose their colors...

"I see your-"

*WRONG MOMENTO*

*Heartbeating*

*Everybody is shook*

*Beatboxing and-

"UH!"

-joins in*

"Those are my sons... making music!"

*Essence be spittin' FACTS*

Fast for to that song...

*Just sing plays*

"Let me... here you... siiinnnnnnggggg-"

And then at the end...

"-siiinnnnnggggg."

*Cheering*

[I wasn't sure when I wrote this, or even how, but this.... this is CrAcK tour! All of the broppy scenes were just valid... plus I don't like broppy THAT much so...?]

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spiritmaiden23 · 3 years

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The road to stardom is a tough one, filled with many trials budding artists have to endure and yet the smiles from your performance makes it all worth it.

Welcome to mah kitchen where I cook up sweet AUs for you! On today’s menus is an AU that takes place in modern. While it’s urban fantasy (to keep zel as goddess and her elf ears) it’s more or less taking place in current year, magic is a dying force and only a few possess it, the world mostly has the same tech and junk as we do or really any modern verses to make up for low resources on magic! With that said, let’s hop into it!

Zelda is a budding artist, making a striking entrance in the pop scene. Though she didn’t pursue this dream as she had another one in mind she does strive to do her best to perform the best that she could for her fans and at times works far too hard to memorize dance routines expected of music shows as well as training her vocals if only to further improve her talents. She’d enter the music world through a competition show that her father and friends would push her into doing, and while she didn’t win first place she was in the finals with a few other rivals in the show’s setting. People noticed the amazing stage presence she had, how easy it was for her to portray whatever character she’s meant to take on/emotions the song is meant to provoke and well, being a goddess it goes without saying that she has strong visuals. In fact, fans of her are a bit upset on how she’d lost the show.

But lucky for her, she would become a solo artist after becoming a trainee under a fairly new label which would recruit her with the promise of fame, it was tough, emotionally and physically exhausting but she persists through it all. And after weeks of training, she passes with flying colors and gets to work with singing her first song.

So far, she’s only released a single as a means of dipping her toes in the water. Her manager had wanted to do a secret midnight release album but Zel is a bit nervous to work on a full album as such she turns down the offer. While she believes this to be a good move on her part, it would cause for some to believe that she would be a one hit wonder. That said, her song was a hit and though it didn’t reach the status of best selling song it was on rip off billboards in the top numbers. From there, she’d work on her debut album, with the plans of releasing five songs. As of now, she’s working hard to sing the songs and practice dance routines.

She’s able to walk around in public, with some recognizing her and paparazzi not giving her much attention since she’s not a bigger star she does get to enjoy time outside when not working and hang out with friends while enjoying time with her only family, her dad!

She actually plans on retiring from the idol world in fairly short time, perhaps once her contract is up in order to pursue her dreams of attending collage to go into the writing field as she adores reading and wishes to write her own stories!!

She’s known to be very cute and bubbly and outgoing, noted by hosts in the few interviews she’s been in. Her name is based off after the video game character Princess Wilda from The Legend of Wilda series, it’s a little embarrassing to her but her parents adored that series.

There are some who believe that she won’t make it, is overrated and think she’s just acting once the cameras roll on her. She rarely reads whatever comments people may post because she knows it’ll hurt her feelings and destroy her self-confidence. She pretends to not see it and wishes to enjoy music.

With that out of the way: let’s get into the meat of this: she’s a goddess. Granted one reborn into a human but divine powers still run through her veins. She’s unaware of the fact that she’s a god at the moment, and Impa, the immortal agent to the goddess, is currently searching for her to impart the truth that once, she was a god known as Hylia. A powerful, all-knowing goddess who protected the humans upon Farore giving life to the planet. Hylia would eventually pass away, not at the hands of Demise but due to lack of faith as over the years, she’s forgotten by many in the more modern times, but thanks so certain cults who believe that someday she’ll return to bring salvation to the lands once more, she’d be reborn into a mortal. As well as the more nefarious folks who wish to have her godly powers, which would result in Zelda’s death considering she needs that divine essence because that’s more or less attached to her soul.

Lucky for Impa, Zelda appearing on tv would make her search easier, she does not believe that people aside from herself would know that Zelda=Hylia but sooner or later will figure out. Especially after on broadcast in particular where bits of Zel’s divine energy would leak out during her performance of her single. While many believe this to be faulty broadcasting or a misplaced light, there’s much more to that. As of now, Zelda has no control over her powers and she can’t control it. It comes and goes... and something she’s noticed as she grew older and older. She tries to keep this a secret as best as she can.

And that’s it for now! Like witch verse this is very open ended if only for partners to freely expand their canons into the verse! I am more than happy to change things around ;v; if it makes things easier.

#i will think of a tag #for now #| modern au tag pending.#this is old art... weeks old BUT STILL OLD #HWEOH #double buns is mostly for stage tho to stand out #it's become a fashion trend now!

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shite-stories · 3 years

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This was the first short story I worked on that turned out to be not so fucking short. A classic and wholesome tale of Animal Crossing, friendships and good old fashioned Glaswegian sectariansim.

Island Explorers

Abigail took a deep breath and looked out through the window of her mum's big SUV. "Do I really need to start school today mom?" she sighed.

Gwen looked at her daughter from the driver seat of her car, she still couldn't get used to how she sat on the right side of the car and her daughter on the left, the left side was the "right" side to sit on, “You gotta start your new school sometime sweetheart, we've been in Scotland for two weeks now. I’m sure Lochend High School will be great sweetie, your dad starts in the office today and I gotta run some errands and pick up some groceries."

"I guess" Abigail sighed once more as she slid out of the big car. "I'll see you later Mom". She turned and faced her new school as her mum pulled into the morning traffic and disappeared down the street. Abigail and her family had moved to Scotland about two weeks ago so her dad could start work in a new office in Glasgow. Her dad was really smart with computers and this company had offered him a fortune to move out and oversee a project for them, they'd wanted him that badly they'd paid all the relocation expenses and helped them find a home to live in.

None of that really occupied Abigail's mind at the moment, as those things rarely do in a fifteen year old. Presently, what was forefront in her mind was how she was going to make some friends. She hated the awkward, tentative first few steps of trying to make friends and this was going to be especially hard as she could barely understand a word anyone said.

Resigning herself to her fate, she hefted her bag onto her shoulder and made her way to the school gates.

It was like nothing she'd ever seen before, everything was so alien to her. At her school in the USA none of the other kids had to wear a uniform whereas here, everyone wore shirts, trousers, skirts and blazers (even if some of them did look like their clothes had been shot at them from a cannon this morning). A lot of the kids seemed to playing football, not real football obviously, all these kids were playing "soccer". Abigail wondered if any of the kids played real football here at this school and if they'd have a cheer squad she could try-out for.

She stood aimlessly in the playground watching the groups of other pupils mill around her, all awaiting the first bell to signal the beginning of the day's lessons. A group of boys wandered by, whispering and conspiring with one other as they all stole glances in her direction. One of them eventually separated himself from the gaggle, he had hair spiked up with far too much gel and a face heavily decked out in spots, he called over to her.

"Here hen, big Mikey here wants tae know if you'll be his burd, the big cunt said he fancies ye and he 'hinks yer tidy"

Abigail blinked, "Huh?" was all that came out. They might have well been speaking Korean because she didn't understand a word that this kid had said.

"Aw fuck off Darren ya prick, leave her be."

The voice from behind Abigail appeared at her shoulder and belonged to a girl of roughly equal height to herself, her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail which swung to the side as she tilted her head in a mocking fashion. "She's no interested in big smelly Mikey or you ya wee rat, she might be new but al be sure tae tell her aww aboot you gittin crabs aff yer cousin and big Mikey's mouldy feet"

Again, Abigail had absolutely no idea what had just been said but the context made it obvious. The other four boys in the group erupted into roaring laughter, whilst Mikey and Darren both turned shades of scarlet

"Fuck up Steph ya fuckin' fenian." Darren spat as he stormed off, the rest of his group still laughing and cajoling him.

Stephanie turned to Abigail and smiled "Sorry aboot that, that Darren's a fuckin' pervert. You're that new lassie fae America int ye? Ahm Stephanie"

It took Abigail a second or two but what Stephanie had said eventually clicked into place "Oh yeah, that's me, I'm Abigail" She smiled awkwardly but Stephanie returned the smile and gestured that Abigail should follow her. Stephanie led Abigail over to a group of girls and made introductions. Most of the girls had their faces glued to their phones or were splitting earphones listening to pounding dance music. A couple of the girls had Nintendo Switches and were playing games that Abigail couldn't see.

"What're you guys playing?"

Neither of the three girls looked up but in unison they answered "Island Explorers "

This, definitely perked up Abigail's day. She'd brought her Switch to school with her (anticipating a lunchtime sat by herself) and her favourite games were the Island Explorers series. The game was simple enough, you had your own little island that you could do whatever you wanted on, plant trees, go fishing, build your camp up to a house and a million other little things to improve the look of your own little slice of paradise. One of the biggest aspects of the game was visiting other people's islands. Some stuff wasn't available on your own island and you had to go out to get it from elsewhere. You could also only build certain things if you found the plans on other people's islands. Abigail had played the game with her friends in USA before she left for Scotland but still visited their islands when she could (the time difference made it difficult for her to be awake when her friends were free)

Abigail pulled her switch out and passed the next 15 minutes showing off her island to what soon became her new group of friends.

The next few days passed by in a blur, Abigail got to know her new friends and they all played together on Island Explorers. She'd even managed to get one of her friends from back home to join in one evening. The weekend soon dawned on Abigail

"You should join wan ae the Facebook groups fur the school Abbie, we've got wan fur everycunt that plays Island Explorers at the school." Stacey told her as they were leaving through the school gates on Friday afternoon "Everywan posts links tae their island so ye can visit and what stuff they've got if ye need any'hin."

Abigail promised she would when she got home. Once home she chatted with her parents about her first week at school, asked her dad how he was settling in at the new office (apparently things were going "Swell" and the guys at the office were "A hoot")

"They even gave me a nickname!" Her dad declared after telling his family how great and welcoming his new colleagues were "Brad The Bawbag"

That evening after dinner, Abigail took herself to her room and began trawling through the various facebook groups she could find. Stacey had invited her to the Island Explorer's page someone had set up for the school and Stephanie had invited her to the general school page for pupils at the school (which turned out to be more of a page for gossiping, posting unflattering pictures of other pupils and petty arguments about subjects that Abigail really didn't understand)

After she joined both groups, Facebook suggested a few more to her, based on some of the other pages and groups she had liked. She joined pages for "Lochend Yung Team", "Island Explorers Mad Squad", "Lochend Loyals" and one titled "Lochend Protestant Paradise". Her parents weren't super religious but her mum always liked the community aspect of going to church, so she thought she'd join the page as well and if the people looked nice she'd invite her mum to the page.

She spent the evening looking through some posts and visited a few other player's islands from what they'd put up in the various groups, most people were really helpful and she managed to get some new crafting plans, loads of materials she couldn't find on her own island and even some animals that weren't native to her own little island. She always made sure to trade or gift things to other players, spare crafting plans she had, some of the games currency or even just some materials the other person was low on.

Abigail loved seeing what people had done with their Islands, some took on a specific theme, (Steph's island looked Japanese, all cherry blossom trees, traditional arches and sweeping bridges). Other people didn't really put much effort into how their island looked, either that or Abigail just didn't understand what sort of look they were going for.

She found a post by Darren Smith (she realised this was the same Darren from her first day at school). He'd put a post up saying that he'd finally finished his island and it was having a grand opening to show it to everyone.

"Awrite troops, Casa Del Smith is finished an' open, mon doon an witness mah fuckin masterpiece fur yersel. Am dain mini games, got a firework display planned and am geein away shit loads ae stuff that a dinnae need noo

Nae fannyin aboot wae ma stuff

Nae stealin mah stuff

Nae Fenians haha

DAZZA1690RFC - H8A-3D0-10A-0LA"

Abigail couldn't really work out what Darren was saying, but about thirty people had commented on it already saying they were going, so she copied the island code into her Switch and made her way to Darren's island.

She watched her avatar be ferried to Darren's island as the area loaded up, the ferry ride gave a decent view of Darren's island and some of its features while a banner of text rolled across the sky as she digitally sailed to the port "Welcome to DAZZA1690RFC's Island, Ibrox!"

The banner had unfurled over the island as she drifted past several poles, proudly fluttering with different flags, one looked liked England's flag but it in the middle it had a red hand within a white star, the second was the flag for the UK which Abigail recognised straight away. The last flag she wasn't sure about, it was a blue flag, set against the background looked to be a white badge she thought she recognised from one of the local football teams. "Gee, this guy really loves soccer, huh?" she said to herself.

Her little boat finally docked and she began wandering around Darren's island. Stacey was there but she couldn't see Stephanie anywhere even though she knew she was online and playing. She typed out a hello to Stacey and a handful of other people but she mainly sauntered around by herself. She had docked at the East side of Ibrox and decided she'd move along to the West and explore there.

Abigail could see why Darren was so proud of his island. He had some really rare buildings and structures that Abigail hadn't seen yet along with loads of custom images loaded into canvases that were left around the gardens. she wandered past a collection of pine trees that were planted in the shape of some letters "F.T.P" - She didn't know what that stood for, "For the people?" she guessed aloud to herself.

She came to a cobbled path at the west side of the island that led north, she followed the path that was lined with lamps draped with bunting and blue coloured bells. The path led to a huge hedge maze,

Abigail zoomed her view out as far as it could go and she could see that the maze was also in the shape of that soccer club badge. She went inside and found a statue of an old guy made of white stone. A plaque sat in front of the man and Abigail walked her little avatar over to read it

"In big Walter's name:

WATP

Fuck the Pope

Big Jock Knew"

Abigail puzzled over the meaning of the plaque. "Who was "Big Walter"? What did this new acronym stand for? What did big Jock know? And what did Darren have against the Pope?". She had too many questions and thought she might find some answers with everyone else. She made her way back to the centre of the island resolved to clear some of these things up, she was also keen to see how the party was going with the other visitors and what everyone else was up to.

She arrived at the central section of the island to a crowd had gathered in front of Darren's two storey home. Darren stood on a platform in front of the crowd and was typing out a welcome to everyone. Hi speech bubbles hovered above his head with each new declaration. for some reason Darren was typing all in caps, Abigail wasn't sure if he was "shouting" or if he just hadn't turned off his caps lock.

"AWRITE TROOPS! WELCOME TAE IBROX. MAH ISLAND'S THE FUCKIN' BEST AND AW YOURS IS SHITE, THAT'S WHY YER AW HERE"

"THE FIREWORKS ARE GAWNE BE SET AFF IN A MINUTE AND EFTER THAT WE CAN AW GIT INTAE A GAME AE ..."

A speech bubble appeared from the crowd and covered the rest of Darren's, obscuring what he was saying.

"Fuck up Darren ya cunt"

Darren's little avatar hopped up and down and paced towards the crowd

"WHO EH FUCK WIS AHT!? WHOS TRYIN TAE GIT FUCKIN WIDE?"

Another speech bubble popped up from the fringes of the crowd, away from Darren as he waded into the crowd. "Yer island's as shite as yer maw's haircut"

Darren's avatar spun and pushed through the crowd to the outspoken player "WIT YOU SAYIN' YA CUNT? AL FUCKIN DO YOU!"

"Aye hawd on al get ma fishin net oot so a can stop you an yer cousin's crabs ya clatty bastard"

Various speech bubbles from other avatars in the crowd started to pop up. "Lolololol", "haha this is fuckin' brilliant", "fight fight fight fight!"

Abigail now noticed several of the avatars had changed their outfit. Her own outfit was some cute dungarees with a yellow shirt and flowery matching hat. She stood out against many of the crowd how now either wore blue and white T-Shirts or green T-shirts with white hoops.

Adorable little pixelated hell broke loose.

Darren and the second offender both brought out shovels and started attacking one another. handfuls of the crowd from either side joined in with shovels, fishing rods and bug catching nets. pockets of similar brawling had broken out amidst the crowd but a number of avatars had ran in different directions. Many headed towards the pier to leave the island and head home, some groups headed towards the west of the island towards the maze, a few headed into the house and she seen a couple making their way to Darren's gardens and vegetable patches.

"Torch the fuckin' place"

Abigail trotted past a group of white and green clad avatars all holding tiny candles aloft as they were chased by a blue wave, tools held aloft.

"Holy shit" Abigail whispered to herself as she watched the bedlam unfolding on the screen. She decided she would head to the pier as well and get herself off Darren's island before everything burned down.

On her way she seen a group of blue defenders loyal to Darren surrounding a pair of green and white avatars, pummelling them with shovels. The brutality was muted by the little stars that popped up along with the "BONK" text everytime someone was hit, injuries were nothing more than dazed spirals instead of eyes and little crosshatched "#" to show scuffs and scrapes.

As the ship sailed out from the island, she took in the spectacle as a whole. Brawls were dotted about everywhere she looked, a good portion of the island was now on fire including every tree on Darren's island, Darren's two storey house was now a three storey blaze and she could see players running back and forth from the nearby well with buckets full of water that were having absolutely no effect to the inferno. Darren's maze had been gutted and reshaped into what looked like a giant penis and testicles, the statue in the middle of "Big Walter" now had a large purple aubergine sticking from his face and "Hail Hail" sprayed across it in paint. Her last sight of the island was of Darren's flags that had been replaced by images of what looked like another football badge, an older ugly looking man with ginger hair and an even uglier looking man in a football strip with a shaved head holding his arms wide.

The following morning, Abigail sat at the kitchen table catching up on her first weekends homework.

“Hey mom.” Abigail asked her mum without looking up from her maths textbook.

“Yes sweetie?” Her mum replied, not looking up from the cutting board she was preparing dinner on.

“Do you or dad know what a fenian bastard is?”

Abigail’s mum stopped cutting the veggies and looked at Abigail.

“Gee, I dunno Abbie, maybe your father knows. Brad! Could you helps us with something hon’?”

“Yes dear?” Abigail’s dad called through from the living room.

“Any idea what a fenian bastard is Brad?"

Brad walked through to the kitchen, folding and tucking his newspaper under his arm while scratching his chin.

“Well gosh, that’s got me stumped, I’ve never heard of a fenian bastard before. I’ll ask the fellas in the office tomorrow and see if they know”

“Thanks Dad” Abigail smiled up at her father as he turned to return to the living room and resume reading his paper.

“Oh! Dad, could you ask them what a hun cunt is too?”

The following weeks were quite informative to Abigail, she learned about the religious divide in Glasgow and its two main football teams. She still didn't understand how the two were linked or why, but she was getting there. She'd also started to understand the local lingo a bit better, both spoken and typed over the internet.

She'd noticed that lots of people were talking about "the old firm game" and how it was expected to be a good one. Having no clue what this was, she asked Stephanie to fill in the blanks one day at school as they were walking to class.

"It's a game ae fitbaw between Ranger's and Celtic" (Stephanie had pronounced Celtic, "Sellick" for some reason) "It's like Glesga's Superbowl, except it happens a couple a times a year. And there's less adverts. And mare fightin'. And it's no shite."

"Ohhhh, I get it" Abigail said. "So it's like the Packers and the Bears, or the Cowboys and the Giants, right?"

Steph screwed up her face at Abigail

"Aye if ye say so hen." Steph's face then lit up like she'd just remembered something "Ye want tae come roon tae mine tae watch the game? Ma da will be away tae the pub tae watch it so we can watch it on the big telly, av got the rest ae the lassies comin' roon tae."

Abigail was mentally a couple of seconds behind as she ran the enigma of the Glaswegian dialect through her language decryption ciphers.

Eventually "Yeah, that sounds great Steph!"

Screenshots from Darren's party had been spread across various Facebook groups and it looked like Darren had commented on every single one of them, swearing revenge. He even got into a fight in school one day with one of the perpetrators of the digitised arson.

Darren wasn't the only one in trouble however.

Abigail was in the kitchen helping her mum prepare dinner, she heard her dad's car pull onto the driveway outside and laughed at her mum's joke about what her dad would think about having salad for dinner tonight. As Abigail heard the car door slam shut almost as loudly as the front door, she had the sense that a salad wasn't going to be what set her dad off.

"Abigail!" he called before even getting to the kitchen. "You and I need to have words young lady!"

Abigail and her mum shared a glance, her mum gave a shrug that said "I don't know".

Abigail's dad stormed into kitchen and pinned Abigail to the spot with his gaze "What's a "Fenian bastard"? What's a "Hun cunt"?" Each phrase was bitten off and punctuated with air quotes. "Where did you learn that sort of language young lady!?"

As Abigail's face grew to a deeper and deeper shade of scarlet, her mum walked to her husband and embraced him. "What's up honey?"

"Well!" Abigail's dad fumed. "I've had just a swell day at work! First, I found out that "Fenian" and "Hun" aren't phrases that should be thrown around a quarterly meeting with the company directors!"

Abigail's dad usually was a pretty chilled out guy, this was the angriest she'd ever seen him.

"Where did you learn that sort of language Abigail? I also didn't realise how much you were swearing either! I thought these were all single words "Huncunt" or something, you know I hate that sort of language under my roof."

Abigail blustered and stuttered incomplete excuses to her dad "Dad, well I, the other kids at school, and, well"

"That's enough missy" her dad cut her off with a slash of his hand through the air. "You're grounded." Abigail's "But, Dad" reply was cut short as her dad shouted over her, "I don't care about your dumb party tomorrow either, you'll just have to take your punishment and miss watching this soccer game with your friends."

"I'm sure you'll see them play each other during the playoffs, dear. Oh, what was the other thing Brad?" Abigail's mum was trying her best to smooth out the tension in the room and defuse things.

Abigail's dad didn't seem to get the message.

"Apparently "Bawbag Brad" isn't the nickname I thought it was, they're basically calling me nutsack Brad!" Her dad's voice took on an exacerbated tone, which Abigail couldn't help but stifle a laugh to despite the injustice done to her.

Her dad glared at her. "Go to your room Abbie, now!"

Abigail lamented over her now solitary weekend and she broke the news to Stephanie that she wouldn't be coming to the party, once Stephanie was finished laughing at Abigail's predicament, she told her that she'd be missed.

"Aw, aye, before a go, if ye dae want tae watch the game somebody'll huv a stream on the go in Island Explorers. Plenty folk hack a stream intae their island and get a squad roon tae watch it."

Stephanie signed herself off from the chat for the night. Despite having little to do the following day, stayed up late to devise a cunning plan.

The following day Abigail got up early, helped her mum around the house and cleaned both her mum and dad's cars. This put her dad in a significantly better mood (something Abigail had planned on all along) so he acquiesced to her request to play with her Nintendo.

She wasn't overly interested in football, she thought to herself "Soccer's dumb, all they do is kick the ball around and dive like they're Olympic gymnasts" Abigail had seen cheerleaders take harder knocks and stay upright, why couldn't these guys? Despite that she thought it was a decent enough way to waste her time today.

She trawled through a few of the Facebook groups and quickly found how to link a live video stream onto her island. Abigail had a big outdoor theatre set up on her island (she used to regularly have a movie night with all of her friends from the USA) and she set up the stream to play on that. She posted into a couple of groups a link to her island and set the preferences to "public - open" meaning people could come and go as they please, she'd seen quite a few people doing similar things but all the streams seemed to be "private - invite only".

She shrugged and copied the post to a few other pages and went to make some snacks before the game.

She returned to her game with a handful of snacks, all of which were soon forgotten when she seen just how busy her island was. Abigail's island "Never-never" was swarming with avatars, cute little characters controlled by players from all over Glasgow were congregating in various groups all around. She'd fenced off certain parts of her island, mainly her house and gardens, so no one could get there without Abigail first opening the gate. The rest of the island however, was swarming. She found it hard navigate her avatar around for all the speech bubbles obscuring her vision, as soon as she started to read what one said a different text bubble would pop up cutting on whatever she was being said.

Few of the avatars looked alike, but many had the same strips (or variations of) that she'd seen during Darren's failed party. A lead weight settled in Abigail's gut and she started to have doubts on the wisdom of throwing a party, she now realised why so many people throwing similar parties had set theirs to private. Deciding it was too late to change things now, she pressed on through the crowd to her big theatre screen and switched it on.

"Hey guys! Welcome to my party! I hope you all have an awesome time xD"

A flurry of speech bubbles exploded from the gathered crowd, from what Abigail could see people were cheering and having a good time.

She grinned to herself as she manoeuvred her avatar through the crowd again, she decided to quickly craft some fireworks and set them off when the match kicked off in five minutes.

As she busied herself in a little corner away from the group, she caught an glimpse of a speech bubble that looked worryingly familiar, the lead weight in her stomach felt significantly heavier now.

"FOLLOW FOLLOW WE WILL FOLLOW RANGERS! FUCKIN YAS YA CUNTS"

Darren's avatar trotted at the front of a group of around twenty other players, all dressed identically as he was in his teams blue colours.

They'd bullied their way to the middle of the clearing in front of the theatre screen and their chants were making reading anything else an impossibility. "HERE BOIS LETS GET THE SASH GAWN, A FUCKIN LOVE THAT SONG"

"A thought youd be oot deliverin the Avon fur yer da Dazza"

An avatar decked out in a green and white strip opposite from Darren detached himself from a group, most of which followed him and now stood across the clearing from the blue bubble of Darren's entourage.

"WIT YOU SAYIN JONNY A FUCKIN TAIG? YER MAW PUNS COUNCIL YA UNWASHED FUCKIN ZOMBIE" Darren's avatar stomped up and down as he delivered his reply. It was obvious the rest of the crowd had noticed this as no one else was saying anything.

"Am sayin' ahm just surprised ye've got time tae watch the game between deliverin Avon fur yer da and shaggin yer cousin" Various bubbles filled with "LOL" or "Haha" floated up around Jonny's retort.

"SHE WISNE MA FUCKIN COUSIN FUR FUCK SAKE, HOW MANY TIMES DAE A NEED TAE TELL YE YA TATTIE PEELIN CUNT!?"

"Aye? Tell is again who she wis Dazza"

Darren's reply didn't come as quick as his previous ones, Abigail guessed she wasn't the only one sat with baited breath infront of their console waiting for the reply.

"SHE WIS ONLY MA SECOND COUSIN"

A lull descended over the scene, if only for a second as Darren's declaration hung in the air, solitary.

The eruption of laughter wasn't confined to the game, Abigail burst into fits of giggle as flurries of "HAHA" and "LOL" burst from almost every avatar present.

"FUCK THIS MAN, INTAE THESE CUNTS TROOPS!"

Darren threw what was presumably the first item in his inventory, a rainbow trout, at Jonny which struck his avatar in the face and sent it to the ground. Darren's avatar sprinted forward with his group hot on his heels, Jonny's gang leapt to meet them and a melee broke out. Shovels, mops, brooms and fishing hooks rose and fell to the steady beat of "Boop!", the games default sound when a player was struck.

Other players had already started trashing and looting her island amidst the chaos.

"What the fuck is it with these Scot's and starting fires in this game!?" Abigail mumbled to herself, as she praised her forethought to fence off her home.

As Abigail tried deal with the situation, fire fighting both literally and metaphorically, she soon saw that the situation was well beyond her control. It wasn't long before she retreated to the safety of her garden, her own little oasis in the middle of this inferno. She sat her avatar on her porch swing and watched as the anarchy devolved to chaos and then from chaos to a small riot. Gangs still marauded around hunting for victims and fires still burned, but the pandemonium was slowly petering out.

The embers were finally dying out when...

"YE HINK YE'VE FUCKIN' WON THIS JONNY YA DICK? YER RANG, AV TEXT A FEW MATES AE MINE"

"That right Dazza? Av phoned a few ae ma boys tae"

Abigail sighed as two groups emerged, both clad in colours of the opposite team and significantly bigger than the previous groups.

A bubble popped up from one avatar amidst the ocean of blue and white "Intae these dirty cunts Inter City Boys!"

A reply popped up as a wave of green and white crashed against them "CSC number fuckin one!"

Abigail rolled her eyes and threw her Nintendo onto her bed, closing the game as she did so.

"Maybe it's time I found a new way to spend my time" Abigail thought as she scrolled through her news feed. She decided to take a break from Island Explorers and definitely wanted to keep her distance from this whole "Old Firm" and "Secterianism" thing, she really didn't understand it at all.

"Ohh, the school has a netball team, neat!"

Abigail clicked join on the group for Lochend's girls Netball team, The Green Brigade.

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