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ferrstappen · 6 months

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Everybody wants a taste l LN4

a/n: i am in an urgent need of writing ideas I've had for MONTHS so brace yourselves I guess?? also the title ofc is from pop anthem jealous by nick Jonas.

i am also very very very stressed waiting for the standing start.

pairing: Lando Norris x actress!reader

this is angst. and some tom holland after this poll results <3

summary: Lando had never been the jealous kind, but after seeing you with many co-stars, he reaches his limit. and his girlfriend doesn't like it.

No one would ever know Lando Norris' was reaching his limit as he stood on the sidelines of another press junket for his girlfriend's new movie: a coming of age movie that already was creating awards season buzz, and God was he proud of her, having witnessed the ten minute standing ovation she received during Cannes.

But of course the limelight wasn't only on her. No, it was on him.

Lando remembers when he was asked who he'd want to portray him if they ever did a biopic and he didn't hesitate: Tom Holland. There could be some similarities between the two, both British, chestnut curls, but now Lando's skin crawled just from hearing the name.

He had dealt with different co-stars during the almost two years of relationship; he'd seen her kiss them, fight with them, fall in love with them, but this was different, he never had to witness her naked skin pressed against someone else, placing her body on top of his, pretended noises he knew weren't real and authentic, but still, they were supposed to be just for him. All for the sake of making a point of her character being an adult now, some shit about an epiphany of being able to take control of her own life, make decisions about her body, and whatever the screenwriters wanted to portray.

And of course Lando didn't help himself.

user1: God has favorites, just check y/n having fake sex w tom holland and real sex w lando norris

user2: no but y/n and tom??? such a hot couple I NEED it to happen

user3: and what are you gonna do with lando and zendaya? lol user2: idc I just want y/n and tom to be a thing

And that was just the beginning, before the movie had even dropped, because the day of the premiere? Everything went wrong.

Sunny Los Angeles had welcomed you and Lando after landing from London, paparazzi eagerly waiting for the arrival at LAX, catching the perfect pictures of Lando placing you in front of him, holding your hand tightly and doing his best to shield your body from prying eyes who just wanted a couple of dollars.

Despite being jet lagged after spending a couple of days in your home in Monaco, there wasn't much time to catch a break because the moment the two of you set foot on the Beverly Hills Hotel, they barely let you take a shower before giving some nice, fluffy robes. Lando was first, out of nowhere two people were working on his hair while the other was applying some kind of serums and creams on his face, but he didn't care when it was time for another team to start working on you; Lando was mesmerized by the way your hair perfectly framed your face, the natural glow of your skin, the deep red of your lips.

"I don't like being so separated," Lando pouted, walking towards your seat, earning a giggle from you because he looked so funny and cozy with the big robe.

"There's not much we can do, baby. I can barely move," You searched for his eyes and that was when Lando got the idea. The hair stylists gasped when the racer sat down on the floor, circling his arms around one of your legs and resting his cheek on your thigh. "Oh, you're willing to be told off by the make up artists as well?" You asked him but your insides were dancing all over the place, your fingers quickly finding their place on his curls.

Neither of you noticed a Vogue photographer capturing the scene, with Lando's eyes closed and cheek smushed, with his arms secured around your leg, but neither realized representatives for Armani had walked in carrying Lando's tux and your body-hugging black velvet gown.

So far so good. A picture perfect young couple who loved each other very much and had photographers swooning by the way Lando fixes your earring and checks for lipstick on your teeth, and how you make sure his bow tie is leveled.

But then, they get to the red carpet.

It was an elegant affair, but still full of people and before he realized, the red carpet manager was separating you from him for an alone photo call before the one and only Tom Holland got there, cheerfully greeting you in front of the cameras, throwing a couple of jokes to make you laugh as he placed his hand on your back.

This was a nightmare, having to listen to people say how cute the two of you looked, a perfect on and off screen pair, chemistry on and off the screen, both your names already on the shortlist for the Oscars.

Lando's skin was starting to crawl, and it didn't help that he had to re watch the scenes haunting his mind, but this time it was out for the entire world to see, and it didn't take long for his latest instagram post to be flooded of vile comments.

when are you getting replaced by tom holland??

now tom holland can play you in movie and y/n plays herself, nothing changes lmao

lando control ur woman!!!

lucky man, she sounds so pretty I almost had to leave the theatre

lando honey you can leave her I'd never do that to you

And Lando knows he shouldn't, but when your hand reaches for his when the night ends, he pretends to look for his phone; when you try to fix a messy curl, he moves his head out of your reach.

and you know your boyfriend too well.

"Baby, are you okay?" You ask him once you reach the shared hotel room.

Lando lets out a dry chuckle, but too aware of his throat closing. "Why wouldn't I be?"

But you weren't having it, not today, not on your big day, not when you just wanted rest your head on his chest and fall asleep with his arms wrapped around your frame.

"I don't know, you tell me, you're the one acting weird,"

"I am not," Lando argued, trying to take deeper breath, but failing miserably.

"Okay Lando, whatever, I don't care. You can be selfish during a very important day for me for all I care,"

Those words struck a nerve: "Me? Selfish? Are you fucking kidding me?" Now you could see his cheeks flushing, maybe even his neck gaining some red color.

You wanted to be scared, to walk away and let him cool off any unwanted feeling or thought on his head, but you couldn't.

"No, I'm not. Please illustrate me as to what happened to put you in this insufferable mood," You argued back and watched as Lando's mouth opened and closed as he undid the cuffs from his shirt, threw the suit jacket on the leather sofa and threw away the bow tie, all in just a couple of seconds.

"Am I not allowed to be upset to watch him all over you, having to look at the both of you acting like the best of friends or lovers for all I care, and then have to watch on this fucking enormous screen how you kiss him and touch him," Lando spat the words as if they were venom; he could feel his throat closing

Your eyes widened in disbelief, your brain not processing Lando's words. "Lando, you are not making any sense. Are you listening to yourself?" You were careful not to raise your voice, knowing he wasn't in a clear space of mind, but you blood was running hot too after processing what he was implying.

"Yes, I am. (Y/N), baby, I'm tired of having to watch you making out with a different guy every a couple of months, it is so tiring, and I understand that this is your job, but..." Lando was about to continue but was stopped by you, messily taking off the heavy velvet dress and heels, putting on the first pair of jeans and oversized sweater you found. "What are you doing?"

"I don't want to listen to you anymore. You are ridiculous, Lando. You're talking about my job, my career, that I've worked my ass off, and never in a million years I thought you'd be telling me this bullshit! I'm not going to entertain this, so if you can't deal with this anymore, please let me know so that I can move on," this time your throat tightened, the last words coming out broken and choked, emotions fighting to make their way; from anger to utter sadness.

"Where are you going?" Lando didn't know if he was angry with you, disappointed in himself, maybe a mix of both as he watched you grab the Chanel black backpack.

"I don't know, but let me know if you can do this or what,"

You were sure those were the last words of the unforeseen argument, but as you were grabbing the card key of the room, Lando opened his mouth.

"Maybe you can go with Tom, everyone wants you two together anyway."

Of course he needed to get the last words.

#lando norris au #lando norris x reader #lando norris x reader#lando norris fanfic #lando norris imagine #lando norris angst #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #f1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 fic #lando norris x oc

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piratesfromspace · 1 year

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Brandy & Gingerbread (Nick 'Santa'/Reader)

Nick 'Santa Claus' (Violent Night) x fem!Reader Rated: Explicit 1.2k words

Nicomund the Red and the Tooth Fairy meet again on Christmas day. Fluff and smut ensue.

This is my Christmas gift for @gipsydangerzone 💖

Content: mention of food and alcohol, implied violence, magic healing, Santa Claus kink (is that a thing?), smut, thigh riding, Christmas fluff, fem!reader, established relationship. This happens just after the end of the movie. Look at me expanding on the lore of this Christmas masterpiece that is Violent Night.

MASTERLIST

gif by nick-offerman

“Well, well, what do we have here? Isn’t that the Tooth Fairy herself?” The familiar gravelly voice has you shiver before you even see him.

“What are you doing here?” he continues as you swirl back to face him. Here he is. In all his glory, red velvet and white fur and the gray of his fluffy beard. Gold sparks of magic still floating around him.

“Nick! Nice to see you again! How am I doing? Fine, thanks for asking!” you answer sharply.

He seems unbothered by your sarcastic greetings. “You know it’s actually my night, right, sweetheart?” he croons, taking a step toward you.

“Well, it happens that the kid in this house lost a tooth today, so it’s also my night. I work all year round, Nicomund, I’m not some lazy old man who manages to complain while doing shit for most of the year.” you snap back.

“Oof, darling, no need to be so mean. You don’t want to end on my naughty list, don’t you?” He takes one step further, crossing slowly but surely the length of the living room. The place is cozy, old fireplace but modern floor, new sofa but vintage quilts. The tall christmas tree is a real one and it smells like pine and spice and sugar. Like Christmas. Fairy lights spread across the place bathe the room in a soft warm glow. Seeing him in such a decor, it feels like a freaking cheesy Holiday movie. Except you know him, know what he’s capable of, and he’s far from the lazy old man you accuse him to be.

“Well, I don’t have time to play games Nick, so unless you’ve lost a tooth yourself, I have to go.” you don’t sound as sure of yourself as you’d like. That’s his fault, he unsettles you, makes you dream of domesticity, of chocolate and marshmallows, of cuddles in front of the fire, of all those soft other things you don’t have time to indulge in.

“Oh sweetie, you won’t believe me, because actually I’m afraid I’ve lost a couple teeth earlier tonight.” He rasps, and behind the sirupy lull of his low voice, you notice for the first time the thin hint of pain. Now that he’s closer, you actually take the time to really look at him. There is a split on his right cheekbone, specks of dried blood on his jaw, spots of red on the white fur of his collar. His usual stupid hat is absent, and his hair hastily tied up in a bun. The tiny round glasses are nowhere to be seen. His sleeves are bunched up, showing off the dark swirls of ink under his skin, meeting the blue-black of fresh bruises.

“Nick, what happened…?”

Flashbacks of wars long lost invade your mind. Nicomund the Red and his hammer. Bathed in blood and mud and death. The stench of it clinging to the inside of your nose for days after the battles. Ears ringing with the screams of your dying enemies for countless nights. Your own sword covered in gore.

“Hey, you with me, sweetheart?” Nick’s hand lands on your shoulder and you’re suddenly brought back to your senses. To now, to the cozy living room and the smell of Christmas candles. He’s the one injured, yet he focuses on you. It’s not the first time. It’s been going on for millenia now.

“It’s a long story, but I’m fine.” he adds now that he has your attention.

“What about you?” he asks, and he cups your cheek, eyes the color of iron - moody skies - scanning your face. His palm is hot, rough pads against your delicate skin. You circle his wrist and nod in reassurance. He said he was fine but you can’t miss how he flinches under your touch, a muffled groan of discomfort escaping him.

“You’re still a bad liar, you know that, Nick? Let me see. My magic may help.”

He sits on the sofa, large thighs slightly open and strong feet on the ground, while you’re perched on one of his legs. You had opened his jacket, and traced his naked chest in search of every cut and bruise, blue sparks at the tip of your fingers, healing them on your way. You remember doing the same thing a very long time ago, when you both did not have your magic yet. It’s intimate. Weirdly familiar. His warm body under yours strangely soothing.

You push the jacket even lower, revealing his broad shoulders, hard muscles under the soft curves of his body. Runes and sacred symbols itched in his skin, reminding you of home. You shift on top of him to reach his back and powerful hands fly up to your waist to help you keep your balance. The heat of him warms up your core, and you find yourself not wanting to leave his embrace.

Once you’re mainly done, you sit back, and stare at his face. His hands are still on your waist, burning where they meet the sliver of bare flesh between your top and pants. It’s unconscious, your body reacting on its own, but you ground yourself on his leg, your cunt pressing against his thigh in search of something you’ve denied yourself for too long. He notices of course - arched brow and knowing smile - and the iron of his irises melt to a deep night blue. Your fingertips ghost over the crinkle at the corner of his eyes, smooth over the silver strands of his beard, just enough time for you to gather your courage and finally take the bait of his lips.

You press delicate kisses on his mouth, until he parts his lips. He tastes like gingerbread and brandy and it pairs surprisingly well. Nick keeps kissing you and strengthens his hold on you, brings you down on his thigh and flexes the muscle. He drinks your sudden gasp with a low chuckle. Bastard.

“You like this, mmh? Come on, take what you need my little fairy.” he whispers in your neck, his beard tickling your skin and making you giggle softly. He repeats his move, encouraging you to find your own rhythm. Warmth builds and builds between your legs, you can feel how wet you’re becoming while you seek the delicious friction of his thigh against your swollen flesh.

Nick is drowning you in filthy praises between two deep kisses, tongue tasting the roof of your mouth like you’re a sugary treat. Your hands are buried in his long hair, yanking him to you when he dares to leave too much space between you two. You’re close but it’s not yet enough, and you wish he would give you more, let you open his pants and really ride him.

It’s like he can read in your mind - you don’t understand how the whole wish thing works, maybe he is - and he rises from the couch, holding you in his arms in an impressive display of strength, before he spins and lays you back down on the sofa, landing on top of you.

“I guess you deserve a gift too sweetheart, you work so hard, it’s your turn to be taken care of.” He dips his head, kisses you once again, and there’s a devotion and a passion that wasn’t there a moment earlier. He smiles against your lips and his voice is like molten chocolate, decadent and rich: “Merry Christmas” he rasps, before sliding lower and bringing down your pants with him.

#nicomund the red #david harbour #david harbour x reader #david harbour imagine #david harbour fanfiction #santa claus #santa claus fanfiction #santa claus x reader #daddy christmas #violent night #violent night fanfiction #nick x reader #christmas fluff #holiday shenanigans

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itsmealaiah · 4 months

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Cold shoulder (2008 Bill x F reader)

tags/ warnings: suspicions of cheating

a/n: thank you so much for this request love you!! mwah 💋💋

angst to fluff

The darkness of the room envelops me like a warm blanket, and I can't help but feel a little self-conscious now that I'm alone with my thoughts. I sit up in bed, pulling the sheets with me as I go, and hug my knees to my chest. It's been hours since I've seen Bill or even heard from him, and my anger has slowly turned into a pit of despair in my stomach.

I let out a shaky breath, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes, and reach for my phone. There's no point in trying to sleep anymore, and I can't help but hope that maybe I'll get some sort of message from him. I don't know what I'd do if he really was cheating on me. I mean, I know we've only been together for a few months, but it still hurts.

I flip through my contacts list, debating whether or not to text any of my friends. Maybe one of them could talk some sense into me, or at least make me feel better. But then again, what's the point? They'd all just tell me to leave him or something stupid like that. No, I don't need any of them. I just want Bill.

With a sigh, I climb out of bed and pad over to the window, pulling back the curtains to gaze out at the darkened cityscape beyond. The neon lights of the buildings and streetlamps cast a surreal glow over the world below, making everything seem unreal and distant. It's almost as if I'm looking at a painting, or a movie set. This isn't my life, this isn't real. It can't be.

I hear the door click open behind me, and my heart leaps into my throat. "Bill?" I whisper, not daring to turn around. I feel him come up behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist, and he presses his lips to the nape of my neck. "I'm sorry," he murmurs, "I shouldn't have left you like that."

The warmth of his body and the softness of his lips send a shiver through me, and for a moment, I'm tempted to forget everything. But then I remember how he's been acting, and the anger and hurt rise up inside me once more. "Why didn't you just say that in the first place?" I snap, pulling away from him and spinning around to face him. "Why did you have to leave me here, all alone, thinking the worst?"

His eyes widen in surprise, and he takes a step back, his hands flying up in the air in a defensive gesture. "I didn't mean to make you think that!" he protests. "I was just busy, you know? We're on tour, and I've got a lot of things to do."

I roll my eyes, unable to contain my frustration. "Yeah, I know that. But you could have told me, you know? I'm not just some groupie you can ignore when you're done with me." I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "Look, I'm tired of feeling like this. I'm tired of wondering where you are and who you're with. Either you're going to make some time for me or…" I trail off, unable to finish the sentence.

Bill looks torn, his expression pained. "Or what?" he asks softly. "I know I haven't been the best boyfriend lately, but I love you, and I want to be with you. I just…" He sighs heavily, running a hand through his hair. "I just need to focus on this tour, okay? I'll make it up to you, I promise."

I want to believe him, I really do. But I can't help feeling like something's not quite right. "And how are you going to do that?" I ask, my voice small. "Because right now, it doesn't feel like you're really here with me."

He steps closer, taking my hands in his. His grip is firm, but gentle. "I know it doesn't feel like that, baby, but I am. I promise you, I am." He leans in, kissing my forehead. "I'm sorry for the way I've been acting. I love you, and I want to make things right between us."

I close my eyes, feeling the warmth of his touch and the sincerity in his words. A part of me wants to believe him, to trust him. But another part of me is still afraid. "Okay," I whisper, meeting his gaze. "Okay, let's give it a try."

He smiles, relief washing over his face. "Thank you, thank you so much." He pulls me closer, wrapping his arms around me. "I love you, you know that?" he whispers in my ear. "I'll make sure to make time for us, I promise. Just give me a chance to make things right."

As he holds me, I can feel the tension begin to ease from my shoulders. Maybe, just maybe, I can trust him. I can feel the exhaustion from the past few days finally catching up to me, and I know that I need to sleep. "Okay," I say, yawning. "But no more sneaking out like that, okay?"

He chuckles, nuzzling his face into my neck. "No more sneaking out. I promise." His breath is warm against my skin, and for a moment, everything feels alright. "Now come on, let's get some sleep."

I nod, leaning into him. "Okay," I murmur, closing my eyes. As I drift off to sleep, I can feel the weight of the past few days beginning to lift. I hope that tomorrow will be better. I hope that I can trust him. And I hope that we can find a way to make this work.

a/n: requests open!

#bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz fanfic #tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel #itsmealaiah

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c0la-queen · 2 months

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Edd Headcanons | The Older Brother Friend

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Appearance:

My Edd has tan skin and fluffy brown hair. He's got light, scruffy facial hair but he shaves it every so often so it doesn't get too thick.

His eyes are a warm chocolate brown in my head, but because of his powers they sometimes glow green- in the dark or when he's angry.

Edd is the tallest of the crew in my timeline, a whopping 6'5. He rubs this in and will use his height as a weapon against the others. The type to send those "Send this to your short friend" to Tom and Reader.

I am a chubby Edd truther!!! My man is a big cuddly bear!! So warm and perfect for hugs and cuddles!!! But don't be mistaken, he is still fit. Probably the broadest of the group, with shoulders almost touching the door frame. And while his powers do help, Edd is still on of the physically strongest of the group- before he got his powers, he and Tord were equal in strength.

Has to wear glasses when reading or doing digital art, and to help his eyes they're blue light glasses. Has no piercings, but he does have a tattoo somewhere on his body. Won't tell anyone where or what it is. (Only person who knows is the person he made the bet with, which would be either his sister or Tom)

Family Life:

Has one of the most average family experiences.

His parents are happily married. They were always loving and doting and were objectively good parents.

He has one younger sister. They gave a good relationship, the two get along and still stay in touch even when he's moved out.

But, he also had his own struggles. Specifically during high school, he started feelings like his parents paid more attention to his younger sister's achievements than his. They never favored her or gave her better things than him. But he couldn't help but feel like she was seen as the more academic one compared to him.

Despite this, he didn't hold it against her or his parents. As he matured, he managed to fight through those thoughts.

Has his baby cat Ringo, the most precious thing in his life.

Personality:

Edd isn't the dad friend of the group. Edd is the older brother friend. He cares about the others and is considered as the "head" of the group. (Often likes to joke that he's the alpha male). But, he's not nurturing, he's a little bastard. He can be a bit of a jerk sometimes, and can accidentally take it a little too far.

Steals people's things to piss them off. Not anything super important, and he always gives it back after a short while of teasing. If there's something his roommates don't want anyone touching, he'll usually respect that. (Susan is an exception)

Holds objects over other people's heads where they can't reach it. Reader and Tom are the usual victims of this, but if he wants to do it to Matt or Tord he'll float off the ground.

Has his head in the gutter all the time. The type of friend to hear the word "come" and turn to you with a stupid grin.

"That's what she said." "Deez nuts."

Although he's a bastard, he loves the others. He'll remind them to eat or drink water, drag the group outside when everyone's been inside too long, organize the weekend adventures or the game/movie night, and he cooks dinner most of the nights.

Fiercely protective of all the roommates, but specifically Reader. He isn't afraid to slap the fuck outta anyone who is insulting or threatening any of his people.

Loves playing Mario Kart and Mario Party because he can piss multiple people off at the same time while also winning the game.

Works as a commission artist and animator for a studio. He has a whole digital art setup on his desk in his room. While he still works all week like a normal job, he can set his own hours, take breaks whenever he wants, and is able to work completely from home. He just has to get his projects done by the deadline.

He likes Oreos :D just thinks they're tasty.

His favorite band is the Beatles! It's why he named his cat Ringo- he's loved the band since he was a little kid.

Smells like coffee and mint.

Enjoys watching Studio Ghibli movies with Reader. Especially likes My Neighbor Totoro, since its got the Cat Bus.

Has a big metal water bottle that he painted. I think he'd have an emerald green bottle and paint really detailed fir trees around it.

Has a PC setup for animation/digital art, an iPad for digital art, and a sketchbook for traditional art. Likes to dabble in several art mediums. His favorites are acrylic paint, watercolor, and charcoal.

Plays Pokemon games with the Reader during his breaks from drawing. He's an "all physical attacks, no status conditions" type of player. Prefers grass types but mains cat Pokemon.

Cuddle bug. Loves taking naps with Reader. Will fall asleep with her on the couch, on his bed, or on her bed. The perfect time to nap in his opinion is during rainy days.

Would love to get matching onesies with Reader if she asked him to. Proudly takes pictures with her while wearing them.

Lets Reader sit in his lap while he draws or plays games. Thinks its the cutest thing if she falls asleep in his lap.

Takes Reader with him while grocery shopping. But will trap her between his arms while pushing the cart to keep her from wandering.

Can be really intimidating when he's pissed.

Playlist (Based off My Spotify Playlist of Him):

Hollywood Undead

Childish Gambino

Joji

Rex Orange County

Jack Stauber

blink-182

The Weeknd

#eddsworld #eddsworld x reader #eddsworld edd #eddsworld edd x reader

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engie-ivy · 1 year

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(@wolfstarmicrofic Wolfstar loosely based on the movie Stardust)

10th: Myth

843 words

He Who Possesses the Heart of a Star

Remus barely manages to find a table to have his morning tea and read his paper. The fact that the cafés, bars and restaurants are all overflowing with people definitely proves that tourist season is well on its way, and every year, their picturesque small town seems to attract more visitors.

Remus is sitting outside on a terrace overlooking the town square. He would’ve preferred a bit more shadow, but as he’s lucky to have found a place at all, he really can’t complain. At the table next to him, a mother with two young children is seated, the family definitely being tourists. The mother is flipping through the menu, while the boy, probably around twelve years old, is reading from a travel guide to his little sister.

“They say that over three hundred years ago, a star fell from the sky and landed right in this very town,” the boy says. “The crater can actually still be seen at the west side. And it was not just any star! It was Sirius, before that fateful moment the brightest star in the sky.” He looks over the book towards his little sister, who’s looking at him with big eyes, and he continues in a low, ominous voice. “As it is said that possessing the heart of a star can grand you eternal life, this town was soon overflowing with power-hungry knights, savvy traders, opportunistic adventurers, hopeful thieves, ambitious warlocks and, most of all, ugly witches longing to have their youth and beauty back,” he reads. “All wanting to rip out the heart of the star and live forever!”

His little sister shrieks, and their mother gives the boy a stern look.

“But alas, the star was never found,” the boy quickly finishes.

“Because it is only a myth,” their mother says soothingly to the little girl, before turning to the boy. “So stop scaring your sister with silly stories!”

“But the crater is really here, though!” The boy says. “Can we go see, mum? Please?”

Remus puts his empty mug down and fishes some coins out of his pocket that he drops on the table, before standing up to make his way home.

Walking westwards, Remus passes the tour guides showing groups around town and the groups of tourists taking pictures of the old town house. He walks past the shop at the corner, where there used to be a weaver for three generations long, until it was turned into a tailor, even a candle maker for some time, and then into a grocery for a few decades. Now, it is a flashy shop where they sell Oreo waffles with Nutella topping or something like that.

As Remus comes home, his husband is lying on the couch scrolling through his smartphone.

“Those things are really going to be the downfall of society,” Remus scoffs.

His husband looks up with a raised eyebrow. “You said the same thing when they invented the TV, and who needs to watch his favourite shows now every night?”

Remus glares at him, and his husband sighs and puts his phone away. “Okay, what has gotten you in such a mood?”

“This town is becoming more of a tourist trap with each passing year. Nothing is like the good old days anymore,” Remus grumbles.

His husband rolls his eyes. “Okay, grandpa.”

“Oi! I look much younger than I am,” Remus protests as he sits down on the couch next to his husband.

“Oh, I don’t deny that,” his husband chuckles as he lies down with his head in Remus’ lap. “But on the inside, you’re just a grumpy old man.”

Remus almost automatically starts carding his fingers through his husband’s hair, who closes his extraordinary silver eyes, and here, in the safety and comfort of their own home, starts softly glowing.

“I guess the tourists do make the place more lively,” Remus admits.

His husband hums contently. “And they are a whole lot better than those starhunters who used to come here.”

“Did you know they still tell that story?” Remus asks. “It’s actually in the travel guides.”

His husband opens his eyes. “Really?”

“Oh yeah,” Remus grins. “All about how people came from all over the world searching for Sirius, the brightest star that had fallen from the sky, lured by the promise of eternal life.”

“Well, as obnoxious as they were, I suppose I can’t blame them,” his husband says. “I mean, it is quite something, isn’t it?” He takes Remus’ hand and places it over his heart, covering it with his own. “To live forever because you completely possess the heart of the brightest star?”

Remus regards his husband with a well-known surge of affection and a strong and familiar feeling of love, regards the man who crashed into his life all those years ago and has made his every day brighter since, literally and figuratively. “Yes,” he replies. “It is quite something indeed.”

No man can live forever, except he who possesses the heart of a star, and Sirius had given his to Remus completely.

#my tumblr writing #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar #wolfstar fanfiction #wolfstar fic #marauders #marauders fanfiction #marauders fic #sirius black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #stardust au

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ughitsnic · 2 years

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Kisses in the rain: Robin Buckley x Reader

I tried my best, but I’m just so nervous to post this one. I just feel as though I can’t do robin justice, I have 4 drafts for robin. It also took me 10 minutes to come up with a basic ass title

Number one on your bucket list was to have THE romantic kiss in the rain, just like in the movies.

The heavy rain felt like bullets as it ricocheted off the concrete on the road. Goosebumps covered your entire body as your soaked clothes become increasily more uncomfortable to wear. You squinted, watching water drip off the end of robins scrunched nose, her hair sticking to her face. You reach forward, your teeth chattering as you pull a thick strand off her lip, moving it to the side

“If we are out here any longer we will get s-struck by lightening” robin stutters, her teeth chattering. Just the idea of that makes you wince.

“Don’t say that”

“I think it would be pretty rad, forbidden lovers found dead being hit by a huge bolt of lightning” she takes your hand, intertwining her fingers with yours, leaning forward. “Don’t you?” You close your eyes as her cold lips press against yours, sending shivers down your spine. You cling to her, as the sky lights up just for a second before the deafening crack of thunder causing you to scream and hide your face against her neck. She attempts to smooth your nerves by rubbing your back.

“No, can we go inside… please”

As soon as her bedroom door shuts you were both struggling to peel off your wet jeans.

“I didn’t realise-“

“Don’t say it, it’s literally so embarrassing” you groan, grabbing the towel off her bed and trying to try yourself. You had always been scared of thunderstorms and had no clue why. Robin lays out the pjs you had left, and you face away from her as you change, despite robin having had seen every inch of your body.

“Hey” Robin whispers, her hand on the small of your back. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about” she kisses your bare shoulder. “But I am sorry it wasn’t as romantic as you imagined” you let out a long shaken breath, turning to face your girlfriend, concern written across the whole of her face. You hug her tight.

“God you’re freezing”

“Hmm I wonder why that could be?” She says sarcastically.

You both drive under the blankets, resting your head against her chest listening to her heart beat, every time it thundered you’d tense up but Robin made sure to hold you tighter.

“Those movies suck anyway” you mumble.

“I know, you’re telling all those hot girls chose to settle for those mediocre men? They’ll be married with kids and resent each other in 5 years, that’s why the movies end after all those epic grand gestures of love” you couldn’t help but laugh at her pessimism, but she did have a point.

“Do you think we will end up like them?”

“No, we aren’t settling for the mediocre men, we are getting the hot girls” she says as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. you look up at her, a stupid grin on her face.

“Well you are the hottest girl” you agree

“Second to you, my love” she tenderly cups your cheek leaning down to kiss you, not before another crack of thunder echoes through the house. You swear she could feel your head beating out of your chest. “You’re safe, I won’t let go of you. Try get some sleep”

“Promise”

“Always. I love you y/n” she whispers, reaching over to turn the light off.

“Can you leave the lamp on?” You voice quiet, extremely embarrassed at this point.

“Of Course my love” the room once filled with the warm glow.

“I love you” you yawn, closing your eyes, her steady heart beat was your favourite thing to fall asleep to.

#robin buckley fluff #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley #robin buckley x y/n

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Precure Bonus Day

Film: Precure All Stars Go Go Dream Live! Date watched: 19 March 2023 Original release date: 8 November 2008 Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/QBTEHWY Project info and master list of posts: http://tinyurl.com/PCDabout

#squadgoals (I am hip)

2008 marked the fifth anniversary of Precure, as in the fifth season since 2004’s Futari wa Precure. I’m not sure of everything Toei did to celebrate, outside of a pair of song compilation albums and possibly some merch. But one thing they DID do was to release a short film before the fall movie. It was the first ever on-screen crossover between the different teams, and serves as a precursor for the crossover movies that ran from 2009 to 2020. So just as this short preceded the Go Go movie, I’m going to precede my Go Go review with this! Let’s dig in.

The Plot

It starts with the title card over a bright blue sky, with a chorus of the 11 cures reading the title aloud.

The camera pans down to show a stadium and then we see Saki, Mai, and all their friends from Splash Star running up to the entrance. Saki drags Mai along by the hand past Akane and Hikari’s Tako Cafe, where we then see Nagisa, Honoka, and Hikari, and their friends from FW/MH in line. (as well as Masuko Mika from Y5)

The woman behind Hikari could be Shoko (Regine’s human form) from FWPC

Inside we see Nozomi running down a hallway past lots of people, leading along Rin, Urara, Komachi, Karen, and Kurumi, telling them to hurry up. None of them notice an ominous shadow following them.

Nozomi’s group emerges into the arena of the stadium, which is oddly empty, and are confused. Nagisa’s group as well as Saki and Mai emerge through adjacent entrances, all looking over at each other and the otherwise vacant stadium in confusion. Notably, none of the non-heroine characters make it inside.

Suddenly a deep voice calls out “PRECURE” and they see a huge giant black figure in the middle of the arena. It casts 4 shadows, with the three behind it revealing the face of a Zakenna, an Uzaina, and a Kowaina. It moves to punch the ground, threateningly, so everyone foregoes their secret identities and transforms into Precure.

There’s a brief moment of surprise as the three teams realize there are other Precures besides themselves, but they don’t have time to dwell on it as the Shadow Giant punches at them.

Bloom and Egret jump in to block the attack with a spirit barrier. Everyone else regains their composure, and the barrier shatters. Black and White leap through the air in an iconic scene from their opening, while the Precure 5 run along the ground. Black and White block a giant punch, then Bloom & Egret use a spirit attack on his chest. The PC5 team rapidly scatters. Lemonade wraps the Shadow Giant in her Prism Chain, followed by Aqua, Mint, and Rouge using their respective attacks.

Bloom and Egret fly high into the air and transform into Bright and Windy. Windy launches a gust of wind that catches Bloom, who adds her light to it as they charge rapidly down on the monster. Dream charges along the ground with her fists glowing, while Black and White rebound off some girders and leap straight at the Giant.

Everyone's attacks converge on the Shadow: the Wind and Light attack, Black and White’s double punch, and Shooting Star. A huge explosion of light is seen from the exterior of the stadium. The smoke clears as everyone regroups, but the monster is unharmed and blows everyone away in a huge gust of wind.

Cure Dream stands up amid the rubble. Black, Bright, and Dream explain in turn that they'll listen if the Shadow has anything to say, but there's lots of people there today who came to see the show and they won't let him ruin the event.

The Shadow spews an energy beam from his mouth at them in response, but Shiny Luminous and Milky Rose have blocked it with a barrier. The teams perform Marble Screw Max, Spiral Star Splash, and Rainbow Rose Explosion together, and the Shadow disintegrates.

The girls find themselves back in their civilian forms, standing on a stage in the middle of the arena. The Max Heart theme starts to play and the crowd cheers. The girls realize THEY are the performance. Nagisa doesn't want to dance, but Nozomi encourages her, and she joins in.

All the girls dance and sing along to a medley of the opening themes. The dance alternates between spotlighting each team, having all 11 girls dance together, and having just Nagisa, Saki, and Nozomi in focus. The sequence is interspersed with still images of everyone eating and having fun together while the credits roll. At the end, they all stand together in the shape of a heart, looking up at the camera, while “The End” is written in the middle.

The Analysis

What I Liked

Because this short is only 5 minutes from start to finish, it’s extremely fast-paced. The characters are introduced rapidly and they’re face to face with the monster in 45 seconds, and kicking butt by the 2 minute mark.

The fight scene does a good job showcasing the difference in fighting styles between the three teams. Max Heart are all about raw strength, punching and kicking, jumping off of things to get more leverage. Splash Star make use of the spirits to fly around and deflect attacks or emphasize them. Precure 5 use their individual attacks. Luminous and Rose don’t do much of anything, which is out of character for Kurumi, but it's going to be a theme in this double feature.

The dance at the end is fun! It’s also the only time All Stars will have a 2D animated dance ending, and the last 2D animated Precure dance ending in general. It is ALSO one of the last times that the dance ending will feature the characters in civilian outfits rather than their cure forms, with the only other instance after this that I recall being in Heartcatch’s first ending.

There is a really cool shot when the GoGo team is dancing that starts far out from the audience’s POV, zooms all the way in on Nozomi’s face, spins around her, and then zooms back out to show them dancing from behind, looking out at the audience. There’s another great shot where the camera pans down the line of cures as they all come together for the big finale shot.

Pretty much every named character from the last 5 seasons makes a cameo appearance in the crowds or the audience. This includes the villains.

You can see Miss Shitataare, Gamao, and Shoko (Regine) from the back here.

No, I am not listing out every single character here.

The individual outfits the girls are wearing are really nice. They’re more intricate, fancier clothes than their usual civilian attire, which suggests the show they expected to go see was somewhat upscale.

What I Didn’t Like

Milky Rose and Shiny Luminous just disappeared during the fight. After the barrier shatters they’re nowhere to be seen until after the big explosion of light when the smoke clears. Then the only thing they do is put up another barrier. Rose is capable of fighting, and Luminous has support abilities that would help the team, so it’s strange they didn’t take a few seconds to showcase either of these two.

Even on a movie (or short film) budget, some of the art quality is lacking.

Miscellaneous

As I pointed out in another post, for some reason the Blu Ray cut of the film is about 11 seconds shorter than the DVD cut, and presumably the theatrical version. The main cut is the shot of the giant’s shadows with the faces of the Precures’ past enemies in them, but lots of scenes throughout the film have a few frames cut off of them. I am unclear on the reason for this.

The establishing overhead shot of the stadium shows it surrounded by countryside, not many buildings around. Not where you usually expect a stadium to be.

For the sake of brevity, the Yes 5 team didn’t get to call out their Cure names in the roll call.

Between their transformation scene and Shadow Giant’s first attack, the cures somehow teleport onto the field of the stadium. Whether it was a continuity error or just convenience for animation, I don’t know.

Bloom and Egret are able to switch into their Bright and Windy forms instantly, without detransforming. In the series, these were completely separate transformations, but it’s understandable that the writers would do it here to keep the momentum of the scene. Also it looks awesome.

No fairies appear in the film other than one still image in the credits. Kurumi is never shown transforming into Milk, but she is present as Milk in the scene with all the fairies, and then also present as Kurumi when the human characters are shown. She lives a busy double life.

The villain is not named in the dialogue, but the credits call him “Kage no Kyojin”, or Shadow Giant, which is what I am also calling him.

Since this film is basically a teaser for the feature length Precure All Stars DX film, several of the action sequences end up being reused in that movie. I will do a side-by-side comparison when I get to that. Also, the design of the Shadow Giant is the same as the final form of that movie’s villain, Fusion. It’s unclear if they are meant to be the same character or not. Shadow Giant is certainly a fusion of the three enemy types, but Fusion in the DX movie is also shown to have Hoshiina powers not seen here, and is voiced by a different actor.

Unfortunately the voice actor for the Shadow Giant, Yanada Kiyoyuki, passed away in November of 2022 at age 57.

Conclusion

It’s a short, sweet, action packed special. It knows what it’s about and it doesn’t waste a second getting to the point. You want all the Precues teaming up and fighting a giant enemy? You got all the Precures teaming up and fighting a giant enemy! In its short runtime, it of course manages to pack in everything you want from Precure: pretty outfits, dynamic fights, and speeches about the value of friendship and community. It even ends with a dance! It’s a great showcase of how the series has evolved in its (at the time) short life, and what being a Precure means to its different teams. You can clearly see how each group’s approach to combat is different, and they all bounce off of each other excellently. And even though it’s short, it manages to throw in a ton of cameos for long time fans. As a teaser for the upcoming All Stars movie, it does a great job at whetting the audience’s appetite. And as a lead-in to the main event, the Go Go movie, it also gets the audience suitably pumped for a roaring good time.

Next time, on Precure Daily, we finally get to the movie itself. Look forward to it!

Pink Precure Catchphrase Count:

1 Arienai 0 Zekkouchou Nari 0 Kettei

#Precure #Pretty Cure #Precure All Stars #PCASGGDL #PCD Bonus

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transboysokka · 9 months

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Chris watches Howl’s Moving Castle for the first time

* Another one I’ve heard mentioned a lot and know nothing about

* HOLY SHIT GIANT MOVING CASTLE?? idk what I was expecting

* Oh, so Howl’s a bad guy?? omg is he a werewolf I s2g if he’s a werewolf named howl…

* Claiming Sophie on behalf of the Trans Community

* Oh no is that him why is he dressed like some anime guy, he reminds me of the beast in beauty and the beast after he turns human. Is this a beauty and the beast adaptation??

* Don’t let him seduce u Sophie be strong!!!

* I do love the wild fantasy elements of all of these movies, and this one feels like it’s gonna do some worldbuilding. Into it.

* What is with these movies and creepy old ladies?

* NO THATS SOPHIE WTF

* I do think maybe I have a weird phobia of old people? Wild way to find out

* Jesus Christ I just know that scarecrow is alive

* Oh maybe not

* JESUS

* Aw he’s so sweet

* This studio loves to animate flying things and old ladies. But hey, this is the first one I’ve seen that doesn’t start with someone moving somewhere new, so we’ve got that going for us

* Lmao the scarecrow did bring her a house

* This castle freaks me tf out and I haven’t even seen inside. Real Baba Yaga energy

* Bye Turnip, what a cutie

* Okay so the fire is a cute lil guy

* Magic door? Into it. So where is she really and why is it so Cottagecore

* “Calcifer said I could come in” “I did not!”

* That bacon looks so good and I don’t even eat bacon

* I love the idea of something being built into a spell to keep you from telling anyone about it

* I love calcifer and I love Sophie’s dynamic with him

* Turnip is back, yay!!

* I bet he’s under a curse too

* I wonder if he’s the missing prince!!

* I could probably paint that lake

* DONT LIKE THE WEIRD FLYING HOWL BIRD WTF

* I’m really intrigued by him as a character though

* omg that’s Christian bales voice as howl lmao no wonder these dubs are so uncharacteristically good

* omg I’m looking at the English cast kw this SLAPS

* goddamn am I having gay thoughts about a weird anime guy noooo

* I’m crying why does howl have to be such an ugly dog

* how does the Lauren Bacall witch fit in that little carriage thing if she’s so huge, I swear this is one of the funniest movies I’ve seen in a long timd

* ok but I still don’t really get why Sophie had the spell cast on her in the first place, she wasn’t bothering nobody before

* I’ve gotten some antisemitic vibes from characters in other ghibli movies so far and I’m not a huge fan of the fatphobia with the villain, I just gotta say

* Lmao the dog isn’t even howl?

* wait why tf does the castle have a mouth

* why is the bad witch tagging along dump her ass

* So Sophie is young when she sleeps? I don’t get that

* Ok…. So she’s just…. Young again?

* Creepy?? Toy cave??

* Wtf why are these movies so confusing

* I might be imagining it but Sophie does seem to be gradually getting younger

* I love how gung-ho Howl is about his family and his house. Love that in a man.

* Found family themes just Get Me, u know?

* On one hand I don’t Get What’s Happening with the war, but also… I Get this movie

* Also still don’t get the aging and de-aging and I’m not sure if it’s only supposed to be metaphorical or what

* So… why did he eat her hair??

* I gotta say that I love that the only sound the ugly dog makes is us a dry cough

* Maybe the dog is called heen bc he has chicken feet and heen is like hen

* DONT EAT THAT GLOWING ORB HOWL

* yeah I have no idea what the fuck is going on right now

* Wtf howl is just… right there?

* Why was his heart even gone in the first place? Seems like he had it the whole time anyway. Did he know calcifer had it? Like I really don’t get any of that

* TURNIP IS THE PRINCE I CALLED IT

* Lol why is Sophie his true love

* And now they’re just gonna end the war???

Okay that was definitely more fun than any of the other ones I’ve seen so far. CONFUSING AS FUCK like I don’t get it at all but it was really fun. Really funny, with GREAT characters, and I was loved Billy Crystal Fire Guy, so glad I happened to watch the dub.

Also I can’t explain it, but this one is just For The Gays

I’ll watch Princess Mononoke next

#ghibli

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dickytwister · 8 months

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WIP DAY

tagged by: @nuclearstorms tagging: @stars-of-the-heart @perseus-veil @stacispratt @paralytic-states @shellibisshe @strafethesesinners @judasofsuburbia @hopecountyisforlovers @wewillryesagain and whoever wants to do it!!! in an unprecedented turn of event, i will finally post a wip on wip day,,,,,,, i have fallen deep inside the psych rabbit hole and i am now writing shassie fics so this is what you're getting god bless and amen 🙏🏼🙏🏼 i'll try to post oc writing next time i'm posting a wip teehee!!! and thanks for tagging me bones mwah mwah and mwah

It all happened incredibly fast, and yet Lassiter could still see the last ten minutes play out behind his eyelids like detached scenes from a movie.

Shawn had called him at an ungodly hour of the night, rambling like a madman about a psychic vision so strong it had woken him up—Lassiter highly doubted that, just as he did the mere fact of Shawn being a psychic in the first place. He’d given him a location and had nearly begged him to come as fast as possible.

The Riviera Parlour was the kind of high-end restaurant that Lassiter had only ever dreamt of setting foot into. With a waiting list the length of his arm and a menu that averaged his bi-weekly salary, dining there had simply been out of the question. He’d only considered the idea once, a few months after his separation, hoping that Victoria would have seen in this gesture just how devoted he could be, if given another chance.

Shawn, with his green Henley shirt unbuttoned at the neck and pale blue jeans, had seemed out of place in front of the gold ornaments that decorated the facade of the restaurant. What’s more, the torrential rain had soaked him from head to toe, his hair matted to his forehead and clothes sticking to his body like a second skin. He’d looked all the part of a mutt left to sleep in the doghouse, and Lassiter had had half a mind to scold him for taking his bike in such weather. He’d instead held his tongue, had stared expectantly at the other man with a pinched grimace.

The door had been unlocked—Lassiter had glanced at Shawn with a raised eyebrow only for the latter to shrug and squeeze past him into the restaurant. The glow of their flashlights had casted eery shadows on the walls as they’d wandered, Lassiter forcing Shawn to stay behind him even as the faux-psychic had held his fingers to his temples and guided him deeper into the restaurant and into the kitchen.

He’d ‘divined’ that the evidence they’d needed to tie their suspect to the murders was in the walk-in freezer. How he’d come to that conclusion, Lassiter had no idea, and he hadn’t bothered to ask. Cautiously, gun held tightly in his fist, Lassiter had pushed the freezer’s door open and walked in. Shawn had stayed behind to hold the door, peaking curiously with his head tilted sideways, eyes darting across the room with barely concealed interest.

And then, just as Lassiter had been about to complain about the flagrant lack of evidence, Shawn had yelped and stumbled forward, holding the back of his head with one hand as the door had banged shut.

A deafening silence had hovered over the room for two, three full seconds before Lassiter had launched himself at the door. He’d pulled and pushed at the handle, banged his fist on the cold metal and the thick glass of the window, yelled himself raw, to no avail; the door had remained firmly shut, and their suspect had fled, taking with him their only chance of getting out anytime soon.

Leaning against the door with two fingers pinched against the bridge of his nose, Lassiter forced himself to remain calm, even as Shawn’s rambling, which had been going on since Lassiter’s attempts to open the door had failed, went on and on with no sign of stopping.

“Think anyone’ll get mad if I eat some of these frozen raviolis? I didn’t eat before I left and I’m getting a tummy ache, which is seriously messing with my psychic abilities–”

“If you’re not going to help me find a way out of here, kindly shut the hell up,” Lassiter snapped, glaring intently at Shawn as the latter examined the contents of the shelves. There was no mistaking the tremor in his shoulders, previously soaked clothes now frozen solid on his body.

“Don’t worry, I already have a plan,” Shawn assured confidently, though that didn’t mean much when his voice trembled with every word he spoke. “We turn into icicles and, in ten years, they bring us back to life Michael Beck style.”

“Can you be serious for one second? It’s your fault we’re in this mess.” Then, with a frustrated huff, “And who the hell is ‘they’?”

Shawn shrugged with a vague wave of his hand, and Lassiter had to physically stop himself from reaching for his gun.

“Did you tell anyone else about your hunch?”

“You mean my vision.”

“No, I mean your hunch. Answer the goddamn question, Spencer.”

#tag games #my writing #shassie #yes i am a fan of locking two men in a walk-in freezer so they'll have to share body heat to survive. what abt it #dw i have shules and shawngus fics planned too. this lil guy is getting shipped with everyone uwu #posting this is so embarrassing like have this ig. OUGH.#and if the movie reference makes no sense. shhhhh. i googled “80s movie with guy locked in freezer” and that's what came up

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Danny's New Duds

Danny hovered outside the massive nest of web and rock that constituted the lair of the Divine Spider. He didn’t like the idea of going into a spider’s web, but Clockwork had told him this was where he needed to go. Though that was likely to get a bored Danny out of the clock tower; Danny only being there to avoid his parent’s new ghost hunting invention and not because he had a time quest or anything.

Danny had asked Clockwork how Vlad had changed his clothes. Thanks to one of said time quests, Danny had seen what Vlad was wearing when he first became a half-ghost and that wasn’t what he was wearing now, so he had to have changed it somehow. Made it worse, in Danny's opinion.

Clockwork seemed to consider what to tell him, but ultimately said, “He probably went to the Divine Spider. She’s the one who originally made the royal garb of The Ghost King.”

So, Danny took the map of the Infinite Realms and found the lair of the Divine Spider to see if she would be willing to make him a new costume. There was nothing wrong with his old jumpsuit, but it was built to lower the risk of ecto-contamination, not fight crime in.

He cautiously floated into the cave, careful to avoid touching any of the webbing, but he didn’t want to surprise the ghost he was there to meet, so he called out, “Hello? Miss Divine Spider?”

He saw movement from the back of the cave, but as he got closer it changed from a terrifying web-cave into what looked like the inside of an apartment. A couch that was big and comfy looking, a table with a few chairs around it, a flat-screen TV mounted on the wall… Danny could barely believe what he was seeing. He floated past a book shelf filled with anime DVDs, manga, and figurine dolls. There was a matching one on the opposite wall filled with American movies, comic books, and action figures.

“Uh, hello?”

Suddenly, there was movement and a door opened. There stood a creature that looked like a centaur, except instead of a human torso attached to a horse body, it was a human torso sticking up out of a spider where it’s head should have been. The spider was covered in fine white fur, and it’s two most front legs look more like metal scythes than a spider’s legs. The human body sticking out of it looked like a young woman, with long white hair and pale skin and her eyes glowed a ghostly pink. Her human half did wear a lovely white dress that used patterns and 3D sewing to add design, depth, and detail.

“Hello,” She said quietly, her eyes scrutinizing Danny as an intruder to her lair.

Danny swallowed down his discomfort at the spindly creature before him and forced a smile while he said, “Hi, I’m Danny Phantom, and I heard you can make ghost clothes?”

The spider woman immediately lit up with a huge smile on her face, and her entire posture and presence changed. “Oh! Yes, I love making all kinds of clothes and costumes, especially cosplay! I love making outfits based on my favorite movies and anime. I actually just finished making a Madoka Magica cosplay.”

The spider woman quickly ducked back into the room she had been in but quickly stuck her head back out and said, “Oh, I forgot to say, I’m Kumoko! And It’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too,” Danny said as she vanished behind a closed door.

She then came out with a new dress on, a perfect replica of the main character’s puffy magical girl dress. She gave him a twirl as she excitedly explained, “Isn’t it perfect? Though, I did think about making a Homura cosplay first, she’s tied for my favorite character, but pink is my favorite color.”

Danny grinned. Oh, this horrible monster was a total geek. “It looks amazing!”

She blushed at the compliment then asked, “Did you come here for cosplay?”

“I’m afraid not,” Danny said, rubbing the back of his neck. “But I am hoping to get some cool clothes.”

“Oh, what did you have in mind?”

“Well, I’m a hero,” Danny said while motioning at his current outfit, “but my jumpsuit just isn't made for it; it'll tear at the slightest bit of friction. And look at how formfitting it is. I guess that can be good because it means it doesn’t get caught on things, except that it does get caught on things, all the time, and it always tears from that too.”

“It’s also pretty plain,” Kumoko added.

“Is that a bad thing?”

“No, but it’s not doing you any favors with the formfitting thing,” She said and started to circle Danny, her scythe legs coming off the ground and poking at his jumpsuit. “And it’s not like you have a lot of muscles to show off either.”

Danny huffed at her bluntness, “I guess I don’t mind it too much, but it would be nice to leave that kind of thing up to the imagination.”

She smiled and started waving her hands in a circles in the air, shimmering white strands of silk started to form a small doll that looked exactly like Danny, changing color to match his hair, skin, suit, and eyes. “So, the black and white color scheme is good for hiding in the shadows and catching bad guys, but how about we add some lines down the sides like this to break up the big black sections.”

The doll’s clothes changed as she explained, like it was responding to what she was thinking. “And you should have an actual utility belt instead of just a waistline reinforcement … and we should add some reinforcements around the knees and elbows, I think they should still be black, but if we want to break up the arms we can ... some thicker soled boots with more ankle support too … and- was this supposed to have a hood? That might be useful if you’re fighting in the rain or trying to hide your face... do you want to add a mask... Oh, but if we make your sigil green, it would really pop and people would recognize it! Like the bat-signal!”

They spent several more minutes talking about what would look good, what would be useful, and what would make good branding for marketing deals. And at the end of it, the spider woman handed Danny the little doll of himself and said, “I think is going to look great when you’re done with it!”

Danny looked at the doll, “When I’m done with it?”

“Yeah, you said it wasn’t cosplay right? That you want it to be your default and not a costume?”

Danny nodded, “But, I don’t know how to sew or anything.”

“Oh, do you not know how to change them yourself?” Kumoko asked and Danny shook his head. “I thought you just came to get some design advice! Okay, but you can definitely change your own clothes. You have to focus on the design you want, which you can use the doll as a reference for, and the ectoplasm that makes your current clothes will change into the new shape you want!”

“What? Really? Is it really that easy?”

“Well, some people find it easy, it can take a long time to get it right tough. Most people just prefer to keep their death clothes or have me make new clothes for them.”

Danny nodded, “I was hoping for you to make them.”

Kumoko gave a bright smile. “Okay! What did you bring for payment?”

“Uh…”

“You weren’t going to make me work for free, were you?”

“No, I didn’t think you were going to work for me at all, actually,” Danny said then sighed, “But, if we treat this like a consultation, how much would it cost to have this hero-suit made for me?”

Kumoko hummed and reexamined the doll, “At least a dozen high quality chocolate bars.”

Danny stared at her, “Chocolate bars?”

Kumoko nodded, “High Quality Chocolate Bars, or maybe some chocolate and some cookies. High quality cookies, of course. Or a strawberry cake, I haven’t had one of those in so long.”

Danny laughed, “Alright, I make the request for you to make the suit now, but you don't have to start it until I’ve given you enough sweets. How does that sound?”

"Since your hero reputation is on the line, I'll start working on it right away and you can pay when it's done." Kumoko held out her hand, “Make it a deal.”

>>><<<

Danny wasn’t sure how long it would take Kumoko to make the clothes he wanted, and he forgot to ask her too. So, he decided to play it safe, give her two weeks, and if that wasn’t enough time, he’d give her a "down payment" and ask how long it would take after that.

So, there he was again, floating into the web-cave of The Divine Spider, this time with a bright pink cake box. “Hello? Miss Kumoko?”

The door in the back opened and the spider woman stepped out, seemingly surprised to see him, “Danny! I thought you forgot about me!”

“Of course not, how could I forget about you?”

“It’s been two weeks! I also thought you might have been scared off by last time.”

Danny rubbed the back of his neck, “Yeah, I wasn’t sure how long it would take to make the hero-suit and I didn’t want to bother you while you were working on it, so I just… waited to come see you again.”

Kumoko nodded thoughtfully, “I should have told you it doesn’t take long at all for me to make stuff with my silk. I only needed a few hours, I do have eight legs and two hands that can work at the same time after all.”

“Really, just a couple hours?”

Kumoko nodded then ducked back into the back room for a moment then coming back with some folded clothes and some accessories. “I did have to go get some materials for the non-cloth bits, but I think it was worth it just to see how cool it is!”

She handed it to him and watched expectantly as he examined each piece of clothing. “Wow, Kumoko, this is amazing!”

“So, I put the hood on a jacket so that if someone tries to grab it, you can just slide it off,” Kumoko said taking and showing off the jacket, “It’s also got your sigil on it! I hope you don’t mind, I did put your sigil on each separate piece. So everyone will know that if it has that symbol it’s yours, or if someone has it, they’re your friend. And For branding! maybe - you could do some merchandising… maybe give your designer a cut.”

"I don't know how to do that, but I can look into it."

"So what you're saying is," Kumoko pointed at herself, "you need a branding manager."

#dp #danny phantom #danny fenton #OC #spider #so i'm a spider so what

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satureja13 · 1 year

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We are still 2 years ago in their background stories. After we accompanied Dtui and Kiyoshi to their execution yesterday - we are going to look what happened to Jack and Giga after Ms Coombes rescued them from the laboratory.

Giga: “Wake up, Jack.” It’s cold in Moonwood Mill! And they are so hungry.

Ms Coombes: “Giga, Jack - this is Noxeema. She will give you some clothes and then we can eat!”

Noxeema: “I’m sure we’ll find something for you.” Giga: “Are these all your clothes?”

Noxeema: “Uhm - yes. The manager scolds me all the time. They take too much space and I don’t wear most of them anyway.”

Giga: “Why don’t you sell them?” Noxeema: “I don’t know how and I don’t have time between my shows and rehearsals and dance lessons :,( “

Giga: “I’m good with computers. I could maybe code an online shop and help you?”

Noxeema: “Oh - aren’t you the sweetest thing! We need a name though... hmmm...” Giga: “What about Strawberry Cake Fashion?” Noxeema: *claps hands* “That’s marvellous!”

And this is how Giga started with his and Noxeema’s online shop: Strawberry Cake Fashion!

Noxeema is inspired by Noxeema Jackson from the movie ‘To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything - Julie Newmar’. Noxeema is played by Wesley Snipes in the movie and in my game by Wesley Kareem (who also plays Vlad’s first love, Wesley ^^’), whom is inspired by Wesley Snipes ^^’ (Who is in my top 5 list of the most beautiful men I’ve ever seen :3) Patrick Swayze played Vida!

Soundtrack on youtube: I Am The Body Beautiful - Salt-N-Pepa OST from the movie

Then I'm-a tell ya like this, and I'm-a tell ya this way My body's beautiful, that's all I'm sayin' Bodies come in all different shapes and sizes You're beautiful, too, just realize this Can't you see the beauty in me? Open up your heart and set your mind free

Everybody's beautiful in their own way Express yourself every day And when you got joy on the inside it shows on the out Be confident and you're beautiful without a doubt You're absolutely gorgeous, don't ya know? So you got the body beautiful glow

From the Beginning ~ Underwater Love ~ Latest

#The Story of Giga and Jack #sims 4 story #sims 4 simblr #sims 4 occult #sims 4 vanilla #moonwood mill #Jack Callahan #Rita Coombes #Noxeema Jackson #giga byte #Strawberry Cake Fashion #Jack's blanket

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lovely-lovely-roses · 6 months

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“ I choose you to fill my void, yeah “

DOLL X OC

If anyone knows the song above I wanna friend you. THE SONG IS SO GOOD!! Anyways, hehe I'm posting this!! Character is my OC names Skylar. She's a Worker Drone with sapphire blue eyes and black hair. She's usually got on a T-shirt and shorts cause I'm a basic bitch when it comes to OCs. Anyways onto the writing!!

Wait wait wait actually. Before this whole thing starts I wanna make a few things clear. This writing will contain themes of Vore, unwilling prey, corpses, and G/T noms. If you are uncomfortable with that please click off. Your staying? Awesome!! Let's go!!

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Sky was running out of options. She was running as fast as her legs could take her through the dark woods. She couldn't believe she let her friends talk her into this stupid camping trip. Now she was being chased by…….something. Skylar didn't know what it was but it scared the hell out of her. Sky could feel her breathing quickening and she let out a sharp gasp as she tripped on a root that was stuck out of the ground. She tumbled down a large snowfield and right towards the frozen lake. She fell right into the ice, luckily it was frozen solid and there was no water underneath. Skylar heard branches snapping behind her and she tried taking off running across the ice. It didn't work and she slipped and fell, hitting her head. She felt dizzy and sat up from her fall.

" Ты в порядке? (Are you okay?) " The Russian voice made Sky stop and immediately look up. Her blurry vision was slowly going away and standing in front of her was a fellow Worker Drone. A Worker drone with purple hair and red eyes. Sky immediately recognized the drone. It was Doll, one of her classmates.

" O-Oh uh yeah. Just a little dizzy. What are you doing out here? " Sky asked the Russian Worker Drone above her as she stood up to talk face to face and so Doll wouldn't have to look down at her.

" Я был на прогулке и увидел, как ты бежишь. Ты выглядишь замерзшим. (I was out for a walk and saw you running. You look cold.) " Doll spoke in her all too familiar Russian. Skylar was so glad she was also programmed to understand Russian. She could understand every word Doll was saying.

" Drones don't get cold silly. But I am lost. Do you….know a place to stay? If so, could I use your phone? I'm not sure where mine went. " Skylar chuckled nervously and rubbed her hand on the back of her neck. Doll gave a nod and motioned Sky to follow her. Skylar looked a bit skeptical but followed Doll as she walked deeper into the woods.

As they walked further, Sky suddenly got a feeling of dread. That something really bad was gonna happen if she didn't turn back. She began getting cautious as an old cabin came into sight, it was made of wood and looked like something right out of a horror movie. Skylar gave a gulp before turned and looking at Doll nervously. “ S-So uhh. Are you sure this is the right pl- “

Before Sky could utter another word, a strange red glow engulfed her and her vision went black.

_Time skip because I said so. Sorry >:) not actually sorry._

Skylar later woke up and felt some something had bashed her against the head. Her visor was loading and her vision was blurry as she looked upwards. It felt like her mechanical heart (if she had one?), caught in her throat. All she saw was a massive blurry, about ten times her size. Her vision started to clear up and the loading screen disappeared from her visor as she finally saw what was leaning above her. It was Doll, she was huge!! Like a giant!! Sky opened her mouth to talk but before she could, Doll placed a large finger against her mouth.

“ Тсс, не кричи. Разве мы не хотели бы пригласить на ужин незваных гостей, не так ли? (Shh, don't scream. Wouldn't want to invite some uninvited guests to our dinner, would we?) “ Doll grinned with the most evil expression Sky had ever seen. It made Skylar start to panic inside. She looked around and finally noticed her surroundings. She was in Doll’s house. How did she get from that frozen wasteland to here? Skylar had no idea. She noticed that she was sitting on a plate, a cup of oil was sitting beside her and on the other side of the table was the most horrifying sight. The corpses of Doll’s dead parents, their mouths agape in horror as she saw oil still dripping from their mouths. Skylar put a hand over her mouth in absolute shock. All of a sudden, the plate spun around and she was facing Doll once again.

“ W-Why am I here? Why am I so small?? “ Skylar started to freak out, looking up at Doll in absolute confusion. Doll just let out a little chuckle and shushed Sky once more. She then made a little motion with her hand and a strange arrow symbol appeared and spun. Sky yelped as she was suddenly lifted off the plate and brought closer to her face. Her arms were pinned to her sides.

“ Пришло время ужина, надеюсь, вам понравится, потому что я буду~ (It's dinner time, hope you enjoy it because i will be~) “ Doll spoke and brought Sky towards her mouth as it soon opened wide. Skylar instantly started freaking out as soon as she realized what Doll planned to do with her. It was all in vain as her arms were pinned to her side and that strange symbol was keeping her levitated in the air. Doll then brought Sky closer towards her wide open mouth. Her tongue extended and helped guide Skylar into her mouth before she lowered her hand and the symbol disappeared. She landed on Doll’s tongue, which was already wet from saliva. She grimaced and was about to start banging on Doll’s teeth when that tongue went around her. It was as if Doll was tasting her, she could feel the slick surface all over her body. Skylar let out a squeak as she was pushed around in Doll’s mouth.

“ У тебя хороший вкус. (You do taste good.) “ Doll mumbled with Sky in her mouth. She was speaking as if she had heard it from someone else. Skylar started to struggle against Doll’s tongue. The torture of being in Doll’s mouth lasted for a short period of time before Skylar felt her body being pushed. Doll tilted her head back a little as Skylar was nearing the dark abyss of Doll’s throat. She tried to spread her limbs out, anything to stop herself from falling into Doll’s throat. But unfortunately it was all in vain. Doll gave a swallow and Skylar was sent sliding down the tight tube. She let out little squeaks of fear and worry as she felt so cramped as she slid down. Doll however was licking her lips and tracking Skylar’s movements down her throat with a finger. Skylar finally reached Doll’s stomach and fell into it with a plop. Doll gave a satisfied sigh.

“ L-Let me out!! “ Skylar screamed and instantly started kicking against Doll’s stomach walls. She didn't wanna accept her fate without a fight, little did she know that she'd turn out just fine.

“ Расслабься, малыш, все будет в порядке. (Relax little one, you'll be fine.) “ Doll spoke and you could hear the eye roll in her voice. Skylar took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down before remembering that Worker Drones can't absorb anything but oil. She then started to relax. She had no idea why Doll ate her in the first place but she was relieved that she wasn't gonna die like she thought she would. Doll leaned back in her chair which caused everything to shift for Skylar. She ended up leaning against one of Doll’s stomach walls which was actually quite cozy. And it was also maybe or maybe not Doll using her absolute solver powers to make Skylar more comfortable. Either way, Skylar's body was starting to power down against her will and soon, she had fallen fast away. Tucked safely inside Doll's body.

#murder noms #murder nom #tw vore #soft vore #safe vore #sfw g/t #do/ll

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dr-scribbler · 11 months

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Chinnanjiru Nilave - Part 2

Lamp lit the whole room with a dull glow, thin air rounds the square room in a silent melody. In the middle of the room, a small figure is laying down and currently in a sleeping state. The Siddha is currently trying to analyze the situation that happened before a few hours.

Normally he doesn't expect nor had the situation to attend someone who the crown prince himself took in and asked him to look after. He is not sure why he was chosen instead of the raja Vaidya who worked for the royal court. But as it's his duty, he couldn't question the crown prince.

But as the Siddha examined the young girl who would be around 17 he finds it oddly weird to see her clothing style and her skin tone. As it shouts loudly that she is not from Chola Desam nor does her style of clothing define she is from here.

As of now Chola prince left him to examine her and went back to the palace and will be returning later the day. The young girl whose name still is Mystery is currently resting she doesn't have any major injury and only seems that she was in shock to faint like that.

As Siddha waited for a few more minutes, he then went outside to get some herbs from his garden so he can make a drink which he thinks would be great to cure any concussion once she woke up.

Nila POV

Hmmm, I feel so comfy, what a great sleep it was. But as soon I realized that I didn't fall asleep nor it was bedtime I abruptly got up only to get whiplash-like ache. Gosh my head, but my lips were sealed once I took in the surroundings, what the hell? where am I?

Currently, I am inside a hut that looks old and the only source of light is a lamp, that too oil-based. Did I got kidnapped? All the memories of the handsome young man who I punched and in return how I fainted by seeing the blood came rushing to me. Did he bring me here? Who the F he is? Is he a psycho who lives in some secret place and brings in victims to torture? like in Ratchasan movie. Oh no, I don't want to die. I tip-toed out of the wire bed mostly likely to be made of bamboo. And I tried to look for my bag, cause it does have my phone. I could able to call the police.

I am not sure whether it's my lack but I found my bag just right opposite to where I am standing. I hurriedly yet sneaky, But then my phone is not inside the bag, the light bulb lit and then I remembered it was in my hand! gosh did he have it!

ok let him have it, I am leaving this bloody place! I slowly tiptoed and tried to open the door, And I smiled as it just led me outdoors. If he is really a serial killer then he is doing a whack job, I said but being a person with no luck my dancing anklets got stuck in the wooden door and I tried to pry it out, as I concentrate a figure walked in I didn't see who it was but I shouted and forced my foot out of the anklets and run, only to hear someone shouting at me.

What weird place is this, I run past the farms and straight into the woods that I see. I should find my way back, I have seen many documentaries so I didn't stop, I didn't look back. I am not sure how long but I can say that no one is following me, so I stopped to catch my breath. God, I never ran like that before, As I look up it's alright getting dark and I am not sure where I am.

As I aimlessly walked deeper into the woods and cursed myself for being an idiot. I saw a torch of light flashing and I ran towards it.

'Help! Help me' I shouted and prayed to god that someone I know is coming to get me. And it is, it is our neighbor's uncle and he looked shocked and smiled but the shock.

'Nila! Amma! Where have you been?!' He hurried to me and took my hand.

'We were so worried and have been searching for days! come let's first go and see your Thatha' He said and I started to follow him, As he mentioned Thatha my mind didn't hear anything else. Oh, I hope he is ok.

As my house view come into the view, I ran to it only to find people are there. What happened, I squeezed in to find my annoyed brother who is looking angry at the sight of me.

'Here she is! finally! odugali enga di ponna' His harsh words made me gasp but Ramu's uncle came and directed me to my Thatha's room.

Oh no, what happened? 'Thatha, Nila vanthuruken' I said to him softly as he is lying cold in his bed. With tears in my eyes, I don't know what happened.

'Kanna, Vanthutiya. Thatha vitu enn da poona(Kanna, you came? Where did you went)' He asked as tears fell down from his eyes and mine too.

'Thatha engala thedunen theriyuma, Oru varama unn apakama, Anna thitnana ma, athan kochikitiya(Why did you leave me ma. Is it because of your brother? Do you know how I felt not seeing for one week?)' I shook my head but stopped at his words, one week? It can't be.

'Oru varama? Illa thatha unna thedithan na katukulla ponnen. Seri vidu athan naa vanthutenla, innime po matten(one week? No Thatha i went in to search you. Its ok I am here now and will not leave leave you)' I said and hugged him. As I made sure he is ok, I came out and turned to Ramu's uncle.

'Uncle, inniku enna day(Uncle what day is today?)' I asked hoping that my grandpa was just mistakenly said I am missing for one week.

'It's Thursday ma' HIs answer shook me to my core. What in the name of the magic is this? It's Friday as I had my dance class and I went in to search for my Grandpa, I am sure I was not sleep that long.

'Ok, Uncle, you can go now and rest I will take care here. Thank you' I said but he said he will help around, but this man has already done everything, And last he mentioned that they have filed a police complaint about my missing and they might come tomorrow. He so wants to know where I went but how could I able to explain to him? So as of now, I said I am too tired to talk so bid him goodnight.

But the awkwardness with my brother is what makes it worse, I can literally feel the anger he has against me is so much evident. I went and sat next to my Thatha as slept, tear rolled down from my eyes and I feel exhausted. I kissed his forehead and laid my head next to his hands and sleep took over me like a blanket.

Next day

Sunbeam peaked through the window and I jerk back out from my sleep, I checked the time to see its 6:00 AMD, gosh I slept the whole night. As I went to prepare tea and have some snacks and also needs to give Thatha some along with his morning medication, As I prepared the breakfast I thought did my brother gave Thatha his medication for the days I am not here, they mentioned it has been a week and I hope they have not missed much.

I laid down the plate and collected the juice and some tea along with some sandwiches I made. I went to the cabinet to take out Thathas medicine and I can see that it is the same as before I left.

'Thatha, Enthiri. Saptu mathra potutu padu(Thatha, wake up. Have some food and then go back to sleep)' I said and set the food next to him and opened the drapes to let the sunshine. But little did I know that no amount of sunshine would have my Thatha to woken up from his slumber. Yes the man who found me, the man who protected me all my life was gone.

And to the horror, my brother just shun me away to not participate in my Thatha last ritual and nobody stood by me.

As I sat in his room and looked aimlessly at the wall before me, I am not sure what happened the day I met that mystery man, how can I be gone for weeks when I just felt a few hours, how was my Thatha now dead, he had so much to live with me, I always thought how he will be with me and enjoy our lives once I get a proper job after college.

Here I am sitting in his room after three days after his demise, And as I cleaned it out I found something I never thought I would find, its my Thathas diary and it mentioned to me. I sat down and opened it, to find the first few pages are filled with my baby pics, I laughed at how he saved them like they are so precious to him.

It contains the art I did when I was 3 and much more. As I flip the pages it reads a letter.

I opened the envelope to see what it says.

My dear Nila,

If you are reading this then there is a possibility that I am not around anymore, well physically. Or you became so mischievous that you found this while your old man sleeping loudly and found this. I have kept this with me for the past many years since I have found you. Many people called me crazy even my own did at one point but you know who made me believe that what I am looking for is real? You!. We just told you how I found you, but I have not revealed to anyone what happened after I found you. My dear in here you will know what.

After I found it in the forest it was the day I always cherish, looking at your moon-like eyes I found my purpose. I thought that gods have given you to us, and asked me to take care of you. I owed to do that and I hope I did make sure of that until my last breath.

But it was after three years you came into our lives, as any day I was walking in the woods and always visited where I found you, just to see if anyone waiting for you. But it was that day I saw a beautiful woman who looked like an enchantress sadly looking at the ground from where I found you once, but as she heard me walking near her, she got scared but I made sure to not scare her more. And at that moment I realized that all the tales which was passed down were real, and Megapunal holds the secret way to merge different worlds without even the people knowing about it.

I would never forget that face and she somewhat understands me, and even realized that I got her baby. She is happy and I was kinda sad that we need to give you back but she stopped me and asked me to take good care of you and She even gave me a scroll that contains your birth info. I made a promise to give it to you once you are 18.

Each year passed and I never saw her again. But to my surprise, I saw her face in you as you grow up. You my Nila are an exceptional human being, you are not from this time nor from this era. You are born for greater things, you are from history that we learn. Everyone thought I was being a selfish cause of not selling the land. I have not kept the land just for the history but I kept it so that one day if you want to return from where came you can. It's for you my dear, everything I did is for you. Hope you forgive your old man for not enclosing this info in person but as I am getting older I am not sure how far I can travel with you and for how many days. So until then, I want you to be with us.

Everything you want to know is in the box under my table. Make sure no one knows about this as this may put you in serious trouble.

Always loving you,

your Thatha.

Tears roll down and I am literally shaking as I closed the letter, I am not sure how to take all the info I just read. I went in and took the box out. I so want to see what is all the history behind my life. As I was about to open I heard my brother calling for me to come.

I wiped my tears and placed the box in my bag along with my other things. I exhaled and went outside.

'Yes, Akilan. Why do you call me' I ask him in a flat tone. His eyes on me made my skin crawl and I gritted my teeth.

'Well, are you blind? My friends are in the hall. Go and serve them food' He said and spit out the gum on the ground in front of me.

I silently went in to see around five men who I had never seen in my life and all of them are drinking and I could tell Akilan is already drunk. I started feeling disgusted by their habits and smell. This is our home.

'What are you guys doing? Akilan! this is our home! and this is how you treat it!' I shouted but I was not expecting what happened next. Akilan literally slapped me right in the face. Say I am shocked don't even comprehend my thoughts at the time.

'You bloody orphan. How dare your question me! This is my home and you are just a mere servant' He said and I flinched as he worded orphan.

'Oh Akil, why you are hurting such a beautiful girl? Is she your sister' A boy around Akilan's age asked and I flinched back to his closeness.

'Sister? absolutely not! She is just a servant' He said and smirked. Tears fell down as I stood there getting all the ill-treatment from him.

'I have never seen such a beautiful servant girl before. Would you mind if I had some fun with her' The boy asked to which my so-called brother smirked and he neared me like a lion would do a deer.

My eyes widen and I started shaking. Akilan held my face roughly and bring it close to his face. I can smell alcohol strongly from his breath and I closed my eyes.

'Do you want me to let them have their way with you?' he asked and his lips are just above mine and I was shaking as a leaf. I shook my head and whimpered silently asking him to let go.

'Are you going to be a good girl and behave from now? Or you are going to be a slut like you have been' His words made me cringe and made me cry out.

'ANSWER ME' He raised his voice and I opened my mouth to say those words with eyes full of tears. 'I'll behave' I said and let me go from there.

I am traumatized and I hurriedly went into my Thathas room, I didn't waste any time as I am sure that my time here had come to an end and took my bag. I silently stuffed some of my clothes along with some memorable items. But as I looked around my Thathas room how am I going to go from here? Where would I be going? I looked at the woods from the window and I nodded my head. I grabbed everything I needed and jumped out of the window. As I run I never turned back as I am scared that Akilan will be after me. As I run my feet started feeling sour and my head spinning. I want to reach the place where I met a boy before. But as I run I felt like someone is squeezing my heart and I couldn't breathe.

And I fell down holding my chest, praying the above that someone other than my brother would find me. Or if I am dead then let nature take care of me. But as I was about to close my eyes I saw a girl around my age who is currently running towards me and shouting for something. I closed my eyes hoping that I reached where I wanted to be and felt I am being carried away. With relief I let the darkness consume me

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Mental health is important guys

Jen smiles, sitting across from her brother, Margaret, and her husband James, who is next to her. The mirror in the chair next to Henry was where William was floating and can be seen. "So Henry, how are you doing?"

Henry smiles. "I'm fine, we did a movie night with Micheal and Jeremy last night."

William is wearing his button-up and black slacks. He has a small chalkboard in his lap he will be using to communicate. "Why am I here?"

Margaret hums. "I'm glad William isn't hiding."

James gives a look between a smile and a frown. "I can't say I'm overly thrilled to meet the man that killed my wife's daughter."

Margaret kicks his leg under the table. "What he meant to say is, it's nice to see you, William."

Williams outfit glitches, and he's wearing a purple hoodie and jeans. He covers his face and sighs.

"So he still hasn't figured out the outfit thing yet..." Jen pauses. "Hey Henry, I don't think James here has heard your full accent."

Henry tilts his head. "I don't know if that's relevant to this conversation..."

James raises his brow. "Ah yeah, I forget you're also from the south." He chuckles. "But, I agree with Henry. How is that relevant?"

"It's not." She smiles. "So how's the museum."

Henry hums. "The kids are focused on Clara, Charlie did like the new dolls, though."

Margaret looks at William and reads his board. "It was an arranged marriage."

"They were still doing those?" James looks at William, who quickly erases his board.

His board now reads yes.

"That's a shame..." James frowns.

Margaret crosses her arms. "James."

He waves his hand. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Be nice." He turns back to William, who looks like he would rather be anywhere else.

Margaret kicks him again from under the table. "I don't need you making him vanish, James. It was hard enough getting him to talk at the museum."

Henry clears his throat. "Well, how have you've two been? I know it has been a while. What have you've been up to?"

Margaret gives Henry a look. "We've been traveling."

William sighs. "This is going nowhere." He starts to sketch on the board. He's nowhere the level Micheal is at, but he is still pretty decent. He was drawing the symbol that was on the cane he saw.

Jen kicks Henry's leg.

"Jen!" Henry hisses.

The drawing William was drawing vanished as he looked over, confused. The sudden shift made his focus shift, and his board disappeared as a result. "Bloody fucking." He sighs.

"Henry." Jen looks at Henry with a serious expression.

"What?" Henry looks honestly confused.

"His drawing." Jen points to William, who just stares at her.

"What drawing?" Henry looks at William, who doesn't have anything in his hands. "Oh, did you lose focus?"

Jen pinches the bridge of her nose. "It's fine. It's fine." She sighs. "We have to have a talk." She points to William.

"Me?" William's outfit shifts to a mechanics uniform like he's ready to run.

Margaret nearly spits out her drink.

"Jen, I'm not risking my body over a chat." Henry gives a look to Jen.

"Henry." Jen's southern accent is on full display as her. "I'm the older sister, and you better listen to me." Voice comes out. "Did I say you would be in the conversation?"

"No ma'am." Henry mumbles accent slipping as he takes a sip from his glass.

James whispers to Margaret. "So why is he wearing a uniform?"

"It's where he used to work with Henry before the diner. He would use it to hide from Jen." Margaret can see James smirk.

William sighs, covering his face.

Henry's purple eye glows, and William vanishes in the mirror. This doesn't feel right, Henry wasn't by him. He was always nearby when he was in control. Is this how Henry felt when he was inside his office? He didn't like it, but now he was facing three pairs of eyes, and he was probably holding the table too hard.

"William, where's Henry?" Jen narrowed her eyes.

William swallows, releasing his hands from the table. "Inside? I think he isn't around." He shifted in the seat his face was contorted like he was focused on breathing manually.

Margaret gave a look to Jen, who held up her hand. "That design, where did you find that?"

"I found an old cane while I lost in Henry's mind." He shrugs, frowning at the accent. He won't ever get used to having that accent in this body.

Jen frowns. "You got lost?"

"There isn't instructions on exploring a mind, be it mine or his." His frown deepens. He didn't like having full control he wanted Henry back out. Henry just ran. He left and gave William the controls without warning. "I'm not exactly used to being alive."

Margaret looks at Jen. "What are you doing?"

Jen frowns. "James, go take a walk." Her tone doesn't leave room for an argument as James excuses himself from the table. "Margaret, remember our old home in Texas."

Margaret's eyes widen, and she stares at William in Henry's body.

"Well, that cane you found belonged to our mother. I don't know how my brothers mind works, but I know he tends to put stuff on a shelf and leave it there." Jen sighs.

William shifted awkwardly. "To be frank, I did get lost." He lets out a breath. "I." He stops tapping his finger on the table. "I don't want to step on any toes here."

"William, boy, for goodness sake, breathe, you aren't in trouble." Margaret takes a sip of her tea. "It's probably a good thing you have free roam."

Jen nods. "I ain't mad at ya. I rekon you're probably doing better for my kid brother in there than out here."

William continues to tap his fingers. "I don't." He stops. "Henry said I have free range, I don't want to abuse his trust.... again."

Jen grabs Henry's hand William was using. "Oh honey, you don't have a choice."

Henry's eye stops glowing as he blinks. "I uh.... huh, what happened?"

"I scared William." Jen smirks, letting Henry go.

Henry sighs. "I know I can feel him hiding. Wait, where did James go?"

Margaret tilts her head. "You really didn't hear or see any of that?"

"No?" Henry frowns eyes widen. "Wait, what did you two do?"

Jen leans back, smirking, taking a long sip of her tea. "What do you think, Hen?"

Henry crosses his arms and deflates. "You're fucking with me."

William reappearing in the mirror. "I think that's a normal sister thing to do, granted I never had siblings."

Henry slams his hands on the table. "William!" He shouts accent on full display.

Margaret giggles. "It's been a long while since I've seen you startled enough that you let loose your accent.

Jen snickers. "It's been a month. Shouldn't you be used to him." She teases.

Henry huffs, not saying another word finishing his tea. He has a slight blush on his cheeks.

....

Micheal freezes in the driveway of Henry's home. He doesn't recognize the man staring at him or the two extra cars in the driveway. Jeremy is at work. Why did he come by himself? He just wanted to see his uncle and his father. He walked up to the dark skinned man with an awkward smile. He was taller than this man. Micheal shifted uncomfortably as he approached.

"Hi..." Micheal waves feeling really out of place even though he was here less than 24 hours ago.

The man pauses and laughs. He has a slight southern accent. "You must be Micheal, I'm James, uh Margaret's husband."

Micheal nods. "I forgot she remarried..." He pauses. "I uh can come back."

"Nonesense, I'm sure your uncle will be happy to see ya." James smiles and leads Micheal inside. "Hey, I found a stranger roaming around outside."

Henry looks relieved. "Micheal, how are you?" He stops and gets up. "Your bandages? Micheal, what happened?"

William's outfit flicked to his purple button-up and black slacks as he moved from the mirror to float around Micheal.

"I heal fast." Micheal gives a nervous smile as he stares around the room at the others.

Henry pauses, looking at his sister and then to his ex. "Ah, right, my apologies, it's been a while."

Micheal sighs in relief. "Uh, Aunt Jen, Aunt Margaret, what are you two doing here?"

Margaret gets up and pulls Micheal in a hug. "Oh, you poor boy. Look at you. You're so thin, Henry. Why haven't you fed the boy? You didn't brush your hair either, Micheal. we talked about this."

Micheal smiles. "I'm fine, and Uncle Henry has been feeding me plenty." He relaxes tension draining from his features.

Jen chuckles. "Margaret, don't swarm the poor boy. We were just talking to your father and Henry."

James smiles. "I can make a mean vegetarian gumbo that can help with that."

Micheal chuckles. "I'm fine, really."

"Nonesense, I'll make you some sweets." Margaret hums. "What brings you over?"

Micheal moves away closer to his uncle. "I uh just wanted to talk with Uncle Henry about the museum." He rubs the back of his neck. "I have to face it sooner rather than later I do work there."

Henry nods. "How about we discuss this later, I think at the moment, there's gonna be an argument on who makes lunch."

Micheal sighs and nods, watching Jen Margaret and James head into the kitchen. Quietly, he looks at his uncle. "Thank you."

Henry smiles. "It's alright. I know you don't like getting crowded like that, but what happened?"

"Drunk driver." Micheal shrugs. I was taking out the trash last night."

"You ok?" Henry's eyes widen.

Micheal nods. "Of course, it's not the first time, but because of that, I'm all healed up physically, I guess."

....

One minute, William was listening to Henry talk to his sister and watching Micheal get more and more food piled on his plate, then suddenly he felt something grab onto his ankle and pull dragging him somewhere.

William didn't scream something shoved itself in his mouth before he could alert Henry as he was dragged down. He thrashed until something tied his hands behind his back and strung him up from his legs. He felt like an animal heading to slaughter.

A deep laugh came from behind him. "Didn't dress up for me?" A heavy, thick accent dripped like molasses. Black claws wagged in William's vision. "Maybe I should rile you up, put on a little show for me here."

William blinked whatever the thing in his mouth was pulled out slower than he would have been comfortable with. He spits at whatever was attached to the clawed hand that points at him.

"Ooo now, Willy, what would a little spotting would accomplish here? Does a little rabbit have your tongue?" William watched the figure come into focus. It was Henry, but it couldn't be him. He wasn't asleep, and this wasn't a memory. "Come now, you were the one good with words." He pulls on a chain raising William higher so his upside down face was level with this "Henry's" face.

William swallows. "Who are you?" He barely gets out as this fake drops the chain, causing William to crash to the ground. He can feel something metal hook behind his tied together arms as he is dragged.

A deep laugh that made William's hair stand on end with anticipation. "You're the smart one, William." The fake pulls William up enough to face him. "Aw can't imagine me as anything but a softhearted fool?" He grins watching a blush travel across the tied up man's face. "Come now, William, should I add more strings for you, my fool of a puppet."

William swallows a growing lump in his throat. "Henry?" He groans as he is dropped to the floor again.

"You are right and wrong." Henry drags William deeper into wherever this was. "I am Henry." He pulls the other man back up as a door shuts behind them.

The light was dim, but he could make out things that were around them. It looked like an old worn-out home, photos lined the walls, and he couldn't make out a single one. He didn't have much more time to look at the scenery as he was tossed into a web? A nest? It was made of webbing, but it reminded him of a nest.

Henry perched himself above William. "Well, little rabbit." His accent made William twitch, and his face got a deeper shade of red. This only made Henry laugh. "Come now, a little words between friends can get you this riled up? Come on, then face me."

William forces himself to roll onto his back, staring up at Henry. His nonexistent breath caught in his throat. Henry was wearing a black tank top and black jean shorts that were handmade. Black eyes seem to look through him. William struggled and managed to get his hands free, pushing himself to sit up.

"Speak rabbit." Henry's smile pulls itself to a frown. "If I wanted to look, I wouldn't keep you clothed." The chair he was in shifts to a black stool as he adjusted his posture looming over William even more.

William shut his eyes and took a deep breath. "Henry, what do you want from me?" He flinched, ready for a yell or a hit like Clara did when he asked stupid questions.

Henry leans closer, jumping out of his chair and walking around the web. "What I want? Oh, my little rabbit." He watches William shift and red remained on his cheeks. He got closer enough to William to grab his chin, his thumb pressed against his lips. "What I want is everything from you."

William's outfit flickered till he was in nothing but boxers, and he whined when Henry lets him go.

Henry chuckles. "I wonder what other noises I can get you to make." The smile was gone in an instant, as light cracked through the walls. This Henry was gone in a flash.

The light made William squint. It took him a moment to adjust to his new surroundings. His legs weren't bound anymore, and he could hear a soft conversation. He blinked,and he was wearing shorts and a purple t-shirt.

Henry was looking at him with a raised brow. "You kind of vanished for a moment." His accent hidden, and he looked normal.

William blinked, taking a breath and getting over the whiplash. "What happened?" He looked over Micheal was half asleep with a half eaten slice of cake in front of him. Jen and Margaret were talking to each other, and James was looking at Henry.

Henry sighs and pushes the mirror over so everyone can see William. "You vanished for two hours."

It felt like minutes. William shook his head. Did Henry not know? Did he cause a split personality? Was he hurting his friend?

Henry frowns eyes shut for a moment. His face lights up red for a moment before he covers his face. He gets up and excuses himself. He locks the door to his bathroom he can feel William behind him. "I uh." He covers his face again. "Did I hurt you?"

William blinks. "Did you what?"

Henry looks embarrassed as he tugs at his suspenders. "Did I hurt you? I normally have so much better control." He sighs and splashes cold water on his face. "I got distracted."

William looked confused. "Control?"

"I have control over myself, William. What happened was a mistake, and I won't do it again." Henry pauses a nervous, embarrassed shell of the man he saw inside, like he just pushed everything William experienced to the side into a box.

William shook his head. "I'm fine. You didn't hurt me.... you saw?"

Henry covered his face. "Saw? William, that was me." He sounded like a child who got caught doing something they shouldn't. "I will have better control over myself. I won't get out of control like that. Everything is fine."

Henry doesn't let William respond as he heads back out with that calm smile on his lips.

.....

William was in his office watching Henry pace back and forth. He was well passed embarrassed as he lay in the bed that occupied his office, and nothing else was in there. "Henry?"

"I hurt you William, why are you ok with this?" Henry throws his hands up. "I lost focus, and I took you. I dragged you somewhere you shouldn't have been. Are you still hurt?" He stops and stares at William.

William blinks and pulls the blanket around him like a satisfied cat he stares at Henry. "I'm fine." He stretches. "If I could keep my clothes on, it would be better." He was down to his boxers as soon as Henry's head hit the pillow, and his room just shifted to this. The sheer whiplash from his friend's behavior had him more concerned than anything. Too bad his room didn't reflect that.

Henry stops and stares at William. "You're naked?" His face lights up red. "Why didn't you say anything? I can leave. I really shouldn't be imposing on you like this." His voice was laced with regret and shame. "I took advantage of your trust, and now I'm just barging in here."

William stretched again, sitting up and letting the blanket pool around him. He could feel his friend's eyes on him as the look of distraught turned into pure worry. He doesn't think Henry had seen him without a shirt after Charlie, which why would he? They grew extremely distanced. Clara had her strings in him and used him as she pleased. He suddenly felt like he was under a microscope. He hugs his chest. "Yes? I think I can make myself look younger if I tried if you don't like this." The look of unaltered heartbreak on his friend's face was the trick, and he was suddenly wearing a thick purple hoodie and jeans.

Henry blinks and shakes his head. "William, are you ok?"

"I mean, I'm dead. I'm whatever my mood suggests." He looked away, wanting to pull his hood over his head and drown in his blankets. He has never felt self-conscious about his body before. He didn't understand why Henry looked at him like that.

"Is that how you looked before you died?" He didn't mean for the question to come out like a strangled whisper, but his emotions already felt so raw from pulling them back.

William shrugs. "I mean, I think so. My last couple of years before the springlock incident kind of blurred together."

Henry swallows, allowing himself to approach and sit next to William. He pulls the thinner man to his lap. "I have a lot of leftovers from today. I know you aren't comfortable taking control, but I want you to eat." He allows himself to wrap his arms around the other man. "Please?"

Willaim can feel heat grow against his cheeks. "I think I can manage that."

Henry rests his head against William's shoulder. "Thank you."

#five nights at freddy's #immortal micheal afton #henry emily #william afton #michael afton #jeremy fritzgerald

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My Thomas and Friends humanized robot ideas omg yes it is

YOOOOO IT’S FINALLY HERE, NEW RELEASE, GET HYPE GROOP

It’s been a stupidly long time coming, I know, and I wish I could include some new art with it, but eh what’re ya gonna do. Since first coming on to tumblr, I’ve been loving the whole fandom’s many versions of the cast, and it did not take long for me to throw my hat into the ring and join the fun! I already loved making designs on their own just for the sake of experimenting. But if I was gonna make my own human!Engines, then it was only inevitable that I give them a proper universe to reside in and give context if I wanted to make some original skits or comics (and lemme tell ya I have really wanted to make some comics wiTH ANTICS). And I hated having so much putting off my creativity! I had to focus on everything except what I really needed to make something really good, but there were a few lucky glimmers where I was able to settle down with my laptop and get some pieces churned out. So without further ado, insert drumroll, as I have just checked that I apparently have 30 +1 followers so far...which, considering what I have been posting so far...oh my god, I love you all. For real? I am amazed. You’re all troopers sticking around with me, through the pleasantness and the badness. I am so happy you guys put so much faith in me. Time for that to pay off. This is all for you guys first and foremost, along with the choo choo groop, the TTTE fandom.

-This rendition of Sodor Island has similar trappings to the TV series timeline, but with humanoids as the main focus, and with a very different overall trajectory. The entire island's culture is set in an amber-state of the 1910's-40's, but slowly there are some pieces of other decades that have made their way to the small country. In the most recent period, fluorescent lights have made their way to Sudrian homes, but the bulbs are made custom to have a warm glow of an old fashioned gas light, so it doesn't look too modern. Sometimes fashion trends of recent decades appear on the island, but these are mostly worn by foreigners or visitors to the island, and rarely are seen on locals. A lot of things like this are repurposed, or reconfigured in this way, as that is what the Island of Sodor seems to prefer best. -The entire land pulses with a giant amount of otherworldly energy, which the Sudrians know as "magic dust". It is shown to take on the form of powder carried on the winds most often. But unlike the movie's depiction of "gold dust", this universe's magic dust has an even more ethereal colour. It's prismatic, a "light rainbow" colouration, and gold is just one of the colours that it can display. Some say it is like watching a fog of powdered diamonds pass by, on occasion. It's always a delight for the engines to see wafts of magic dust come in, as they get to enjoy a special boost of energy that comes from it. -The main cast originate as normal, faceless trains when they are first built. With the intended use of being average trains, pulling passengers and cargo and all that. But due to the magic dust, most of them develop a soul/consciousness, and without mouths or faces, they come alive and start talking. The very first to be granted life, of course, is Lady. Proteus and all the rest come after her soon enough, though there are rare cases where an engine is unaffected by the magic dust, and never comes to life at all. It is otherwise a mystery how this occurs, but old Sudrian researchers have discovered that the engines have the magic dust that grants them life condensed right in the core of their chassis - they just opened a slot to take a peek; it wasn't a full dissection. They would not dare harm one of their trains, especially now that they were alive and could react to whatever they did! - This core essentially looks like a giant glowing column inside, the dust becoming a solid cylinder-esque shape that fills in whatever gaps inside the engine were empty. A large cylinder with branching points, to be more precise. Even more of a mystery is how exactly the engine's voices are heard at all; the only working, plausible theory at present is it's a mass psychic mental link of some kind, allowing the trains to speak, be heard, and be understood by humans on Sodor. When a living train was brought out of Sodor, as a speculative experiment, the core seemed to stay intact, yet it was impossible for a human outside of Sodor to ever hear the train. More alarmingly, the engine's core magic was decreasing in potency the longer they were kept off of Sudrian land. No changes within a person who worked with them were ever found, so it was considered ultimately benign, though somewhat harmful to the poor trains. The local Sudrians who remained by the train's side were still able to keep their mental connection to the magic engine, and were equally perplexed as to how this was possible while being off-island. In the beginning, the average humans who worked alongside their steamies and diesels were getting quite used to their new active connections with eachother, and were having a lot of fun bonding over nearly everything. From discussing work schedules and how to improve them, to tooting whistles and enjoying music together, to getting huffy over having food cooked in their fuelboxes sometimes, and so on. The passengers would also get to share special connections with the engines who were always delighted to greet them. Then...out of nowhere, a truck suddenly formed a face and voice of its own, and began to cause trouble for everyone. And just a short moment after that, an engine transformed and became humanoid; likely Proteus. There was almost an incident in which the drivers were caught in his very first transformation, or "morph" as it would later be dubbed, but they got out by the skin of their teeth before then. Ever since, the people got decidedly more nervous about boarding the engines, and some passengers were beginning to worry about the carriages; if it would be safe to use the railways at all if the trains themselves were transmogrifying without any warning. The stations needed to make sure this wouldn't become an economic crisis, or even worse...be the cause of bizarre casualties. So, Fat Controller I drummed up with the stations a haphazard plan of building tons of new cars and trucks for passengers and businesses to use. But they did so annually; after a week of use, the cart would be decommissioned for a while and replaced with a new, freshly built one to ensure there would be no sudden morphing on the job. The previous cart would be waited on for a month to see if it would decide to come to life. If it didn't, it would be considered "safe" and brought back into use again, but still only for a week. There would be a great amount of shifting cars around and checking carefully to make sure there would be nothing springing to life at the wrong time. This caused a lot of very difficult work for everyone, and there was still no assurance to be made about the trains, but the safety of the people was ensured to the best of their ability. Suddenly, though, it happened. Not only did a passenger car come to life, though thankfully it was not a harmful incident at all, a few rare vehicles were beginning to come to life as well! Entirely unaccounted for! It seemed as if nothing was safe from the magic dust! This was the cause of humans being less enthused about the magic dust fogs rolling in than the engines...as for them it means life and health, but for the average human means an unstable chance event of a device coming alive before any preparation can be made. It leaves the people in a certain state of anxiety for a long time, though they still need to use their vehicles and trains. It's been a miracle that nobody has gotten killed, yet there have indeed been accidents and daredevil moments caused by a car springing to life and not understanding where it is yet, or a train screeching to a halt and making the passengers lurch forward as it's frozen in confusion. Fat Controller I and his workforce, after many years of doing damage control, finally decide they're tired of fighting against the uncertainty and try to encourage the island to "go with the flow" a bit more. Over time, with Fat Controller II taking position as head of the Stations, they all acknowledge that this is just what will happen from here on out. They accept the risks however begrudgingly, and everyone starts learning and practicing what to do to minimize the risk however they can...and things turn out pretty alright from here on out. It's nobody's fault except that durn magic dust.

-Toby, Edward, Thomas and Gordon were the first four of the present period to be observed morphing from talking train forms to humanoid for the beginning of their individual “stories”. The human forms are not really considered by the humans as the same, for a number of reasons. A small, barely invasive surgery was once done on a past engine to dissect and understand the engine’s miraculous changes, and these findings applies to the whole cast; steamie, diesel, etc. The trains essentially have a complex system of innerworkings that are reminiscent of human anatomy, but the “organs” that they carry are closer to the systems of their original engine forms. Much of these are placed around to fit the humanoid casing in the best way, and much of it makes sense; the steam pipes are connected near exactly like a set of lungs, trachea and nasal passages for releasing pressure...but they are also connected to the ear holes and unique vent holes found passing down through their ankles, so not everything matches up as we might understand. The human forms seem to have a special compartment within the legs that store the most unique addition; retractable wheels that allow them to use their original tracks without any issue, though they can now step off the tracks and walk where they please. These wheels are connected by sturdy joints that bend in unobtrusive ways. Of course, there is also the colouration of their skin, which is a soft matted but still metallic grey. These are the most direct indicators that, though they look human, these “robots” have indisputably originated from the engines they were. The magic cylinder they have also appears to change shape with them, forming into a bust shape; the engine’s brains and “heart” appear to be located closely at the head and torso. It makes for very tough necks, certainly. But this would also mean that any blows to these areas too severe would be fatal to them, and if not treated in time, may lead to the poor engines death.

-Toby first morphed on his tracks, not in anyone’s way, with no passengers with him or anything. His driver was mentally ready each day for just this event. It was a very easygoing time, thank goodness.

Edward was next, and his morph was quite safe as well. Though he absentmindedly turned his new body before his cargo was uncoupled, which caused the load to get spilled. At least it was only one cart...

Thomas morphed at a pretty inopportune time, during a passenger ride on Tidmouth. He was so enamoured by his first beautiful sunny day that he drifted off to Toryreck, which was not on the proper path! He didn’t realize what had happened until everybody was practically yelling at him to get his attention, especially his drivers who had chased him down.

Gordon morphed at a fairly bad time too, but he handled it expertly for someone who only got used to having legs for a split second. He of course was on his expressline, going very fast down his track. And so when he morphed without expecting it, he had to think very quickly for the sake of his passengers and drivers’ safety, and get accustomed to having limbs even quicker. He did it, and everyone at the next station were pleasantly surprised, but he was frozen in discomfort. He probably needed some time to...register what happened, or fear what had almost happened. Immediately afterward, he studied the Sudrian Locomotive Owner’s Manuals which went over all known information about his new form. That way he would never be so thrown off again. Also, yes, he’s autistic headcannon’d. ;3

James’ first morph was expected by his drivers and himself, but sadly it did not go as James had planned it to. He considered it like a special “coming out at a debutante ball” sorta deal, and was always daydreaming about the ideal moment and how he would carry himself. When it actually happened, however, he was in the middle of dealing with the troublesome trucks. He has a brief moment to enjoy his new form, but the trucks decide to take advantage of the distraction and push James along towards the crash he suffers in canon. In this version, he’s all alone to suffer the crash, as the drivers had to leap off of James when morphing! And it seemed that James’ wheelframes and breaks were actually wooden instead of metal as well. Nobody was aware of what it would be like for a wooden-braked train to morph and be like that, but James’ brakes were already burned away in the incident. Luckily, just like in canon, Thomas is there to help James up and collect his separated wheelset. And this time, they can at least walk back without trouble. James is very depressed because his first morph was so cruelly disrupted, and he can barely remember the small moment he was happy about it...but he’s quickly cheered up by Thomas’ idea to cover James before everyone at Steamworks sees him yet...so he can still have his debutante entrance after all!

-Henry’s first morph was almost a really dangerous situation. Henry was in an awful condition in his engine form, and this made him and the rest of the station worried about how well he would function period. Henry was far too scared to ever look forward to morphing while like this, as he learned that once an engine morphs, they don’t go back. Ever. That would mean that whatever illness he had, he’d be keeping forever as a “human”. This left all of his actual human friends at the station frantically preparing a special reconstructive surgery for him, while they still had the chance. Retooling an entire train is hard enough engineering work on its own, but it’s even trickier to make sure the “patient” is put to sleep well enough to go through such a demanding process. Even worse still when the patient is essentially a ticking time bomb, with having no way to be sure if he would suddenly morph IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OPERATION. Then he would either be lost forever, or be in such a horrifying state that it would surely be better...to decomission him. Absolutely no one wanted that! And thank goodness nobody got that, as it took a few days to finish Henry’s new locomotive body but he was still finished in time, for when he did form within a few weeks. Henry was all better, and more than happy with how he was now.

And that’s what we’ve got so far! Had to edit Henry’s bit in post because my laptop almost ran out of battery. Oops XD But I hope you all enjoy the blurbs!

#not to toot my own horn too soon but...#I am very proud of myself for forming plausible transition points for the engine's transformations #and the ripple effects that come from it happening for the first time #I really got into thinking about how everybody would actually take to these happenings in a believable way #like how would sodor actually feel about this and this what would they do #this was super fun and I am gonna try to make more!#ttte #choo choo groop #my writings #this makes the happy

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