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asian-ascian · 1 year
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decided i did Not Vibe with the last dorm uniform design so I redid it, along with some of the information on her profile. So here’s an updated version!
also i’m more active on twt rn. same username, except replace the dash (-) with and underscore ( _ ) (so it’s asian_ascian). I post more there, including other art i haven’t uploaded here yet & some WIPs of my writing (technically one WIP of my writing, but I’ll post more in the future for those who don’t mind spoilers about my stories)
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nicolesainz · 5 months
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Within The Limits (Ben Chilwell x Jenson Button x OC)
Author's note: NEW SERIES BABES! I missed writing a full story, given that I always delete and redo my short fics, so this will be a probably 10-15 part story (if there's more, time will tell). This duo is very random, compared to the Mason x Carlos one I did last time, but I love these guys so much, so it was worth the shot. I hope you enjoy!
Summary: Chelsea Winster is a double working reporter for Sky sports F1 and the Premier League. At the ripe age of 25 she's surrounded herself with people who love and appreciate her (some more than others), that's how the former world champion Jenson Button got wrapped around her finger. But little does she know that an England senior and Chelsea player will step up his game just to see her smile. Who will she choose? Double trouble is fun but not when it comes to heart matters.
Warnings: nsfw content will be included, each chapter will get a warning so don’t worry, lots of swearing, intensity, age gap, fluff (of course)
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“Can you stop eye fucking Jenson for a minute? It’s as polite as I can ask you” Lissie nudges me with her elbow and I shake my head, coming back to reality.
“Sorry. Force of habit” I blurt out without realizing and Lissie slaps her hand on her mouth, shutting it.
“Oh my god. I don’t wanna know. Let’s just move on” she says and we focus back on the qualifying session that is currently taking place.
For some reason, qualifying for the British Grand Prix is always more thrilling than in any other race. Maybe neck to neck with Brazil but that’s because in both countries the weather is unpredictable, like the results.
Lissie works for the F1 network, while I for Sky Sports so most of the times at qualifying or free practice, I get to hang out with her since everyone else is in the comment box.
The one time I was in the commentary box with Crofty, Martin, Jenson and Nico, I almost confused Max with Checo and was about to announce Checo as the poleman instead of Max. That’s because I was heavily influenced by the way Jenson’s veins were showing around his muscled arms. Ever since that day, I refuse to step my foot inside there ever again.
Another reason why I try but fail to keep a distance from Jenson is that every time we are alone, we somehow end up in the back of a dark room, kissing like teenagers and making out until I can’t feel my legs anymore. Let’s just say that’s a detail no one knows. Not even Lissie. But I’m sure she’s suspected something given that in the space of an hour I showed up with a hickie on my neck.
I’m not afraid to admit that yes, I am into older men as well. Mostly the ones with brown hair and stupidly cute blue eyes, twice my age and 2009 world champion with Brawn, currently holding a microphone and analyzing how it’s impossible for the Ferrari’s to be on pole.
“I domt can’t tell whether you’re looking at the right side of the screen or left. Do you even pay attention to who is about to get eliminated?” Lissie snaps her fingers in front of my eyes.
“I can do multiple things at the same time. And yes, I’m looking both ways, what’s wrong with that?” I reply but now my attention turns to my friend.
“I seriously don’t get how you can be into older men instead of youngsters. Like, almost week in-week out in England, you’re surrounded by 44 handsome gentlemen and you’re telling me you only have eyes for Jenson?”
“Maybe. I mean, come on, look at him! He doesn’t compare to those boys in the Prem. Plus, half of them are perverts and others have girlfriends or wives. Jenson is single and I spend most of my time in the paddock with him”
“Have you at least told your loverboy that they are sending you for almost full-time at the Prem? He’ll miss you but not more than me” Lissie gives me a big smile and I hug her.
“He’ll find out when he sees me commenting alongside Micah Richards or Gary Neville. Plus, I think for some reason, they’ve assigned me to commentate most of Chelsea’s game and I don’t know if that has to do something with my name” oh the irony. My dad’s favorite team is Chelsea so when he and mum found out they were having a girl it was the perfect opportunity for him.
“Oh lucky! All of the hotties play for Chelsea. Well, used to, but some of them are still there. Like Ben Chilwell. A fine Englishman and champions league winner. What more than that?” She winks at my playfully and I roll my eyes with her comment.
"Not my cup of tea, L. Plus, all of them are arrogant assholes go just pose when the camera points at them." I do like football, I swear, it's the players that get on my nerves. Such divas.
"As if f1 drivers aren't snob and attention seekers?"
"Well, they have a sense of humanity and logicality. Driving the fastest cars alive, risking their lives, abandoning family and friends to travel the world just to entertain others. Footballers injure themselves and then take 2 months trip to the Bahamas."
"Remind me again why did they assign you to the Prem?" Lissie is amused with my ideas that she's been scratching her head the entire time.
"For banter, maybe?" I shrug
"Oh those poor boys, the things you will be telling them after the games."
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"Oh the way I knew that you couldn't get your eyes off the screen for even a second, satisfies me massively" Jenson whispers in my ear and I could faint right this instant moment.
"How can I? Especially when you are there. All bossy and classy simultaneously, explaining how the sport works better than anyone else" I smirk devilishly behind the crook of his neck.
"I still don't know for what reason you are attracted to me? My looks? My knowledge? Or my insanely good driving skills?" his hand lands on my thigh, caressing it up and down softly.
"All of the three" I sigh as I feel the hand going more upwards and uneasiness rushes over my body.
"Why so flushed darling? Does my hand on your thigh have this strong effect on you?" his lips kiss my jawline and a soft groan escapes my mouth.
"Oh I will miss this" I say as I hold on firmly to Jenson’s bicep and tighten my grasp around it.
“I’m not going anywhere dear, what are you talking about?” A small peck lands on my lips and I feel my lower lip being sucked by him.
I stop at my tracks and kiss Jenson sweetly before removing myself away from his lap, so I can tell him the truth about my job.
“I need you to be calm, m’kay?”
“I don’t understand. Is something wrong?” He looks worried and stressed.
“I’m being transferred. For the next two years I will be working full time in England.” I say out loud and it sounds like fake.
“Why? What? How? I mean, uh. Explain a bit further, please.”
“You know that I work for both the Premier League and F1. Well, Sky Sports decided to transfer me for two years back in England so I can commentate on the games and then they’ll decide where I will be permanently settled.”
“So that means I’m losing you? You’re not going to be around anymore?”
“Whenever there’s a weekend that I am free and F1 happens to be on, I will join you, just not as a commentator. I really hate that this has to happen”
I truly do hate it. For the past 4 years my life was about an airplane, no sleep, fast cars, statistics and Jenson. Now it will be 22 men kicking the ball for 90 minutes straight.
“I’ll come for visits too. Don’t think you’ll get rid of me that easily baby” he hugs my waist and grabs me back onto his lap.
“I wasn’t planning on it JB. Trust me.”
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skylineheights-if · 9 months
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give us a lil tease on the ros you cut 🤭 see if people start clawing at the walls for them 👀
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If I do decide to make them RO's, they probably won't be available right away. All 3 are also nephilim and won't be showing up in the story until after MC finds out about their own angelic heritage. I already have almost half of the first chapter written, and I really don't want to go through to figure out how to squeeze them in. But!! Here's what I have so far.
Micah Richmon - 21. 6'0. He/Him. Afro-Latino. He has a bronze skin tone, dark hair, and honey-brown (amber) eyes. He is in MC’s Social Science’s class. I drew a lot of inspo for him from Miles Morales because I adore the Spiderverse movies. So his personality really aligns with Miles, as do his hobbies. He's very fun loving and intelligent. He also has a natural talent with art and music, and he looks up to Harlowe when it comes to his musical abilities. I'm not sure if I've mentioned it yet, but Harlowe also has a natural prowess for music and would have gone into a field related to music if he hadn't gone for Psychology! So him and Micah will sit and jam and Harlowe will give him pointers. Micah is Asexual.
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Delilah Reitveld - 22. 5’10. She/Her. Russian-American. She has a porcelain skin tone, dark brown hair cut into a pixie cut, and dark brown eyes. Her non-Angelic parent was from an immigrant family. She is snarky, abrasive, and keeps to herself. She focuses on goals before relationships, and has a very cutthroat approach to getting what she wants. She is demisexual, so in order for her to want a relationship with MC, they'd have not only befriend her first, they'd also have to really work for it. A straight-forward approach won't work, because she'll shut it down immediately. I always imagine her romantic relationship to be both the enemies to lovers and grumpy-sunshine tropes.
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Arden Katzen - 23. 6’4. They/Them. Hispanic. They have a honey skin tone, dark brown hair cut into a short wolf-cut, and hazel eyes. Doesn’t attend Moonveld, but does live in town. Another character that is sort-of inspired by a Spiderverse character; this one being Miguel O'Hara. If I could get away with adding a character based on every single one of my favorite Spiderverse and Marvel characters, I would. They're a stickler for the rules and can come across as cold and uncaring. That being said, Arden is very loving and kind to their friends and family. They have a great sense of humor and are always down to get out and have fun. They'd definitely go out partying with Florence, MC, and Aena. Would probably act like their bodyguard tbh. Despite their RBF and intimidating size, Arden is a sweetheart. They really embody the whole, "Don't judge a book by its cover." trope.
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sadsoftserve · 3 months
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Okay time to dump info because I need a place to keep things 'straight' so I remember stuff about my multiple AUs upon AUs.
So I'm just gonna write shit and hope y'all pick it up.
The Salia Kids (Second Gen au)-
Jasper and 'Vee' are half-siblings with the same donor. Vee is 13, Jasper is 16. Both were concerned with sperm donors.
They are both on 9th grade (Jasper got held back, Vee got pushed forward) and have a rivalry on par to Sabrinas and Sylvies (they have mellowed out tho) Vees mom is Sabrina, while Jasper is Dalias. Jasper was named after Dalias younger brother, who's name is also Jasper. Vees name is Victoria Lila Kalmeren-Ashling the lll, because every first female born into Sabrinas family has the same name.
Vee is a child genius, taking a keen interest in computer science and technology. She likes making things, and with her Epithet: Imagine, it makes things very easy.
Jasper has yet to get one (I haven't gotten around to it) Jasper is Academically challenged in some way, however he can be very smart under pressure. Vee is the exact opposite of this. Jasper is secretly a Banzai Blaster, and while he thinks it's a secret, everyone knows except Sabrina.
Their relationships with their mothers varies. Vee has a great relationship with both of them, while Jasper is going through a rebellious streak and completely disregarding anything Sabrina says. This pisses her off to no end.
Dalia on the other hand, loves her children very much, and will die for them. (Sabrina will too, she's just too damn stubborn to admit it.)
King siblings(Second Gen Au)-
Amber and Liam are siblings, Amber being older at 14 years of age, and Liam being 9. They have that classic sibling relationship, y'know the one.
Liam is in 4th grade, and is 70% deaf in both of his ears. He wears hearing aids that help a ton, but can shut you up by just turning them off. He does that a lot. He's a very smarmy little shit, and not afraid to speak his mind. He's great at sports, and is tall for his age (9yrs old and 5'0 tall) he does take after Parker more than Micah, he has a strong sense of justice along with that classic King bluntness.
Amber is in 9th grade, and is a total band geek. Micah taught her how to play three different instruments when she was younger, and they have stuck with her. Unfortunately she takes after her Dad a bit too much, because she is the most awkward and dorkiest girl ever. She, just like her father, is considered a loser by the popular kids.
Ambers Epithet is Tune. This is also partly why she is very talented in music. Liam is a Mundie, as of right now, he does not know if he will get an Epithet, both of his parents are mundies, so the chances are low.
Both are half-Jewish due to Micah. They celebrate both holidays because Parker said: "Every child should celebrate with their parents, no matter what." Even though she doesn't talk to her parents.
The family is very well rounded and healthy. Of course there is an argument here and there, but overall nothing too bad.
Both kids have a different reaction to Percy though... Amber admires her great aunt (I think that's what she would be here) and looks at her work as an inspiration to keep going. Liam thinks she's boring, unfun, and too monotone. He has told her this to her face.
Bonnie's kids (Second Gen Au)-
Bonnie is Aroace, however that did not stop her from having kids. Even if they're not biologically related to her. She adopted twins, both of Deepwood race, and looks at them like theyre her own flesh and blood.
I haven't yet designed them, but both are great at roller skating and frequently work at Bonnie's pawn shop with her. Their names are, Amera and Armen, both are 9 years old, and... Just extensions of Bonnie.
Bonnie is a cigarette mom, most def. But she hides it when she can. It's a bad habit. Her go-to apology is asking if they want to get a fountain from the gas station. They immediately forgive her.
(they are still being developed)
Now onto the Age up AU, and spitballing :3
Micah and Parker (Age up AU)-
The healthiest relationship you will ever see. Both are working adults, and they make time for each other. They've been together since their late sophomore year, and are still growing strong.
When they found out they were expecting. They were completely happy. Until Micah started overthinking (like he always does) and started to freak out.
Until he turned to FRED of all people who just told him "Dude, I'm not good at this either! I'm just winging it!" And they freaked out together.
Blaire (@arospecbandgeek OC's go check em out) starts giving unsolicited advice to both of them, until Parker breaks down in tears because she thinks shes doing terrible. Blair has yet to apologize for this.
Sabrina and Dalia-
Another healthy relationship! Except Dalias ever growing anxiety at the fact her wife creaks like a 60yr old woman and is somehow WORSE than when she was younger.
Sabrinas ready to die at this point, she never expected to live this long.
Both have issues. Both love each other. Both girls :3
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hummingbird-games · 1 year
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2022 IN REVIEW (VN/INDIE GAMES EDITION)
(Missed last year’s?? Check me out!!)
This year had lots of personal high highs and lower lows, so I’m glad I had games to distract from things 😂Without further ado, here’s my year in review:
DEMOS
Pivot of Heart - I’m unsure of the current status of this one, but I played it earlier this year and fell in love with the MC, the art, and was intrigued by the tarot inspired gameplay!
My Alien Roommate - I will 100% be supporting the Kickstarter the MOMENT it’s live. I was actually upset when I reached the end of the demo knowing good and well it was only a demo so that’s how you know I had a fun time 🤣 also, how can you not wanna romance an alien?? That’s what I thought. 
Our Life Now and Forever - On one hand, if you’re plugged into the VN scene, you’re already aware of this game and there’s no need for me to draw attention to it. On the other hand, to quote Billie Stevenson, “I do what I want.”
Infinite Blue - Oh man did I have fun with this one! To say I’m excited for the full game is an understatement! (review for this one is on the blog too btw)
Error143 - Seeing people simp for Micah Yujin has added 10 years to my life because a dark-skinned love interest getting THIS much attention??? Players be ready to risk it all for him and I love it. Also yeah he has my attention too, I am not immune, TF you thought this was???☠️
Garden of Seif - I’m not much help in selling this game because I just straight up inhaled it?? Everything was on point, from the characters, to the unraveling story, to our LIs and supporting cast, and of course, can’t love a game with loving the MC (at least, that’s how I work)
Fully Released & Played (at least 1 playthrough)
Gilded Shadows - The brain rot for this game is so real??? So. Damn. Real. It got to a point where after I played so many routes and unlocked multiple endings that I had to stop playing so I could work on my game! And there’s still content on the way?????? Oh to live at the same time as GS 🤗
Sifting Thyme - I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t my favorite high school otome game.  And I thought long and hard about the many other games I’ve played. And I have played a lot of high school romance/dating sim games ☠️ But this one takes the cake!!--and because food is involved, pun intended. If I could have played this in one sitting I totally would have.
An Everyday Love - Check the tags on this blog. I never shut up about this game. Seriously. 
Butterfly Soup 2 - Sequel’s only been out for like 2 months and I’m already begging for a third.  
Blanket Cat & Teacup - The first is a cozy visual novel that gives storybook/ younger me watching Reading Rainbow vibes, and the second is a puzzle, point and click narrative about an introverted frog girl who needs to get tea ingredients for her party, and both these games reminded me of the healing power of gaming. 
Still Shinning - Simply and lovely in its execution. I need to check out this dev’s other titles as well!
Portrait of a Texas Family - If you play no other games on this list, play this one. I don’t have any better words other than “I love it” and “this family and their love and their worry stick with you”.
Dusk & Dawn - SFHJSHFJSEJE THIS WAS SO GOOD LIKE WHAAA??? Black female MC, demi rep, superheroes, 2 dating options, multiple endings/dead ends, ughhh this game had it all. The only thing stopping it from being perfect is a sequel. And no, there’s no announced sequel so we can sulk together...
Fully Released (& still on 1st playthrough)
Wylde Flowers - I suck at farming sims in general, but this game has a special place in my heart. It’s the definition of charming + cozy and it was made to be played in bed so shoutout to the Switch port!!
ValiDate: Struggling Singles in your Area - I want to go in depth about this game when I’ve played all or majority of the routes, but for now just know I also believe this game was made for playing in bed LOL.
Gemi’s Gushies
(a list within a list of games that have devs trucking along in the background and I want to spotlight for y’all)
Band Camp Boyfriend
Ise and Kai
The Closet Door
Herotome
College Craze
Trouble Comes Twice
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g12xxx · 1 year
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Love is blind live reunion review:
Netflix needs to take a BIG L and they deserve to get dragged all over social media.
• love Brett and Tiffany, they look so happy. They needed more screen time in this reunion and they only got asked one or two questions.
• Kwame and Chelsea are still together. Umm I did like that kwame apologised to Chelsea and her family. I’m glad that they bought up the pool scene but they should of bought up kwame and Micah’s conversation at Chelsea’s birthday. At least he took accountability
• The best part of this reunion were Zack and Bliss calling irina out. Zack to Irina “ if we’re real, you went on this show to get famous” ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ he told the truth. I love that Bliss and zack always defend each other and that they took the high road by forgiving irina.
• When Irina was starting to ‘cry’ and the audience was laughing 😭🤣☠️☠️. Her and Micah should have called Andrew.
• Irina’s apology was something. Like pick a struggle Irina. I’m not even surprised that she started using mental health as an excuse of treating people horribly. I will give credit where it’s due to Vanessa for calling her out as well. I will also give irina credit for showing up at the reunion. The fact that she even dm’d bliss to say she dodged a bullet, seriously she has no shame.
• loved Bliss’s response to irina. She just classy and her face when irina was saying how she loved bliss and Zack relationship lol
• The energy that Vanessa had for Paul and marshall should have gone Micah and Jackie. She had so much grace for them then the men
•The only person that called micah out was Zack and to be quiet honest the mvp of this reunion because Nick and Vanessa are horrible hosts.
• Vanessa was so annoying. She asked Paul what he meant about the nurturing comment. He explains himself and I understood on what he was saying but she kept going at him repeatedly just SHUT UP!! Vanessa’s bias was showing
• I’m glad that Zack came to Paul’s defence. Zack was about say what micah had said in the car regarding Paul and Vanessa cuts him off ,REALLY!!! 😒
• The fact that Micah’s friends especially Shelby wasn’t even called out is a joke.
• Jackie and Josh 🤡.Jackie was on social media talking about how she has all this receipts and that she will bring them at the reunion. Well she didn’t even show up. Vanessa was not asking the questions that need to be answered at all. Just playing bestie’s with Jackie. Marshall facial expression killed me 😂
• Jackie’s excuse regarding the ring girl please, it’s all bullshit. How sad must you be to still keep the ring a year later. When Josh was talking I didn’t care.
•When Vanessa said to Marshall if he had considered Jackie’ s feelings I’m like REALLY!! what about his feelings they weren’t considered as well. There was no follow up regarding text messages and Jackie being homophobic but Marshall apologised regarding him saying that Jackie had a strong jawline. Vanessa didn’t care she already chose a side.
• Vanessa asking the cast when they are going to have a baby was unnecessary, awkward and mind your business.They only been married for a year. Then she was talking about her ovaries, please just SHUT UP nobody cares.
• I don’t who the idiot was that thought that showing Bartiste in this reunion was good idea because it wasn’t. Lauren and Cameron would of been better option.
• I liked the clips of 3 married couples hanging around together. It was lovely to see. Zack singing to Bliss 😂😂😂 Bliss loves it, they are so in love.
Cut truth or drink from 3 married couples (YouTube) was more entertaining than the reunion and that says a lot.
Nick and Vanessa cannot host another reunion, they are terrible. Love is blind Brazil have a better hosts and reunions. Lots of questions not asked and they should of let the audience ask questions. Micah and Jackie should have been held accountable for their behaviour, not given them a free pass. It’s funny that Zack was the only one that called out Micah but not the hosts of this show 🤦🏽‍♀️.
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sometipsygnostalgic · 2 years
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So I’ve been developing an AU where Bow and Entrapta swap places! 
Here are the key points of this AU for Entrapta:  
Entrapta is Glimmer’s cousin, the child of one of Micah’s more distant non-magical siblings. When she lost her parents as a kid she was alone for a little while, and after people caught on there was some debate with whether she should go to Castaspella or Micah. She had no  magical powers so she went with Micah, and was effectively raised as Glimmer’s older sister. 
She’s about 3-5 years older than Glimmer here. 
Entrapta lacks her hair powers and has less tech advancement, so she is a bit of an underdog in the Rebellion. People are not afraid of her here, they underestimate her but she’s still a chaos gremlin who loves technology and machines, and adapts quickly to new challenges set in front of her.
Somehow she still gets Emily. She builds tiny robots. I’m going to struggle to stop her from trying to befriend Hordak and Catra.   
Glimmer is largely the same, except without Bow around during her childhood as the Voice of Reason, so instead Glimmer and Entrapta take turns being the voice of reason (though if you ask Glimmer she will claim she is always the sensible one).  
Adora and Entrapta should not be allowed in a room together. Adora’s storyline might get challenged if she has Entrapta there pushing her towards chaos and asking questions about how She-ra works and why Light Hope is stealing energy from the runestones.  
Their core conflict is that Glimmer has all of the expectations placed on her while Entrapta is seen as a bit of a disaster nobody, and nobody has any expectations of her. So from Entrapta’s POV, everybody believes in Glimmer and nobody believes in her, she’s the Amethyst of this situation and the black sheep, while from Glimmer’s POV, she is fighting so hard to be her best self at all times to break out of Angella’s shadow, while Entrapta never takes anything seriously and does pretty much what she wants. .  
Entrapta’s relationship to Angella is pretty awkward and complicated, because Angella is so focused on Glimmer. Entrapta doesn’t call her “mom” or even “aunt” most of the time, just “Angella”. However Angella does truly care about her niece.  
Bow meanwhile.... 
Bow is the Prince of Dryl and in charge of the kingdom already. Bow never really wanted to be a Prince but takes his responsibility very seriously and has pushed down all of his own desires in order to live up to his fathers’ expectations. His fathers love him very much but, like in the show, he thinks if he does a bad job then he will be letting them down, and they fail to recognise that he’s unhappy. So, Bow shuts things out and becomes a pragmatic character.  
Bow’s technology is very polished and he rarely has experimental mishaps but he’s not as into it, he doesn’t see his robots as people for example. Bow has a utilitarian approach to technology and his work serves its purpose perfectly and is well-tested before use.  
He doesn’t have any close friends, though he is very good in social situations as always - he has lots of practice. Bow is a charmer among the boys and girls, in COMPLETE contrast to Entrapta. However, he never gets to truly connect to people, as genuine as he comes across. 
Bow charms Glimmer pretty hard when they first meet, she gets a crush on the guy and there’s something about her that he likes. When she gets kidnapped at Princess Prom he offers his support to rescue her. 
Bow is presumed dead after No Princess Left Behind (and I’d do a much more convincing job than the show did here...) but in reality he decides to join the Horde because he thinks they can help him advance his technology and the Rebellion is a disaster so he thinks it’s the only way to safeguard his family and kingdom.   
Glimmer is Fucking Pissed when she finds out and she thinks Bow is a douche now but they do interact again. Oh god I turned them into Glitra 2.0.  Bow’s relationship to Catra is nothing like Entrapta’s since he isn’t in it for the friendship and she doesn’t interest him much, but Bow actually warms up greatly to Scorpia. Bow loses his shit constantly at Hordak’s weird technological choices and isn’t afraid to call them out.  
Over time Glimmer starts to realise that deep down Bow is a dork. Bow wants to use a bow and arrow and bare his abs, but is stuck using useful weapons and robots and dressing like a sensible person. He is a very repressed individual and his banter with Glimmer and other characters reveals the cracks in his cool facade. Eventually he learns to embrace his dorky side and stop hiding from his emotions. 
So the purpose of this AU is mostly to show how Bow and Entrapta would be different if thrown into each other’s circumstances, namely their relationship to technology and to heart:  Entrapta’s connection to these things is part of her very soul, I reckon, or at least she’s always going to be autistic and have the experiences that lead her to relate to machines. She can find love in technology and that is what she focuses on.  However Entrapta’s technology is very chaotic and prototyped, she could have been far deadlier if her distractability and sheer love for science didn’t get in the way of the whole “making weapons for the Horde” thing. But she is a chaos gremlin through and through so that’s not going to happen. In these circumstances she’d struggle a lot with the inability to escape social situations but also have more support pillars from Glimmer and Adora, and can look out for them too.   
Bow meanwhile CHOOSES to embrace love and connection, it’s more socialised into him by his parents, and I think there is an unexplored more jaded side to him, that we see sometimes like in Reunion where he hides his identity from his parents. I think Prince Bow, a version of him without Glimmer in his life, would be very susceptible to pressure and would make pragmatic choices over following his heart. I also think he would be far more efficient and deadly at tech than Entrapta because he doesn’t get distracted, but at the same time, she’s always going to figure out his work and keep up with him for as long as he isn’t truly passionate about it, and what Bow is passionate about is his arrows. That’s his dream, to become an archer, but he doesn’t think he can follow it.    
So yeah Bow is basically Equius Zahhak but more likable. Also he was meant to have a goatee but I only remembered to draw it in one panel. Since Entrapta’s hair isn’t magic she just cuts it short.
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kendsleyauthor · 1 year
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Do fans make edits of Micah and Xander? Man I've been thinking about that a lot like idk about you but the mere idea of a #micahtateedit along to the "Hey, Mickey!" Baby Tate version that was trending on tt alrd got me blushing through the screen LMFAOO
but like also if fans did make edits of them I feel like the Micah ones would obv be circling around way more, but then there's the Xander fandom, and I feel like they would highkey be more hardcore? Because Xander is like the "band member that doesnt get that much recognition but he's fine asl so there's a whole group of people trying to bring more attention onto him while simultaneously gatekeeping him"???
I feel like Micah would find it funny and not shut up about it and Xander would be flattered but like shrug it off (obv I don't know ur characters as well as you do hbdjhbsjfh but i love them sm and istg i cannot get this idea out of my head)
If fans make edits I would pay to see Everly and Grayson's reactions. Like the mixed emotions???
"okay ew, why tf are people making edits of my mans, whoever made this needs to put down the capcut and go back to doing their math hw", but then also (without admitting it out loud) be like "okay but he DOES look pretty good in that edit"
yeah i've just been thinking abt that a lot- 🫶🏻 🫶🏻
WHEN I SAY THIS CONCEPT HAS A CHOKEHOLD ON ME NOW-
All of this is so GREAT omfg. YES absolutely, there are many edits of these rockstars.
Micah would absolutely eat it up. He THRIVES on attention, and he'd obsess over the latest trends for his edits.
Xander would act indifferent, knowing this sort of thing comes with the territory. BUT as a former teen heart-throb (think former teen Disney Channel star vibes), he does get embarrassed and annoyed if any clips of his previous acting roles are ever used KSDLFJ. He does not like that time in his life to be brought up (unless a certain someone (Grayson) is the one to bring it up. I may be working on a short of this LOL.)
After chatting about it with @marydublinauthor, here's more Fun Facts.
Micah absolutely makes his own edits of himself too. Everly sees them and thinks they're weak. She makes even better ones that got tons of hits on a secret account.
In retaliation, he records her doing electrical work and just generally existing, and proceeds to make private edits. They laugh over homemade and fanmade edits together, and it gets very romantic and they make out.
There are ABSOLUTELY fanfics about them too. Everly thinks the Micah Tate x Xander Dalton smut is the absolute funniest thing ever. She reads those out loud to them in a sexy voice. She probably perches somewhere high where they can't reach her.
Micah loves it, Xander rolls his eyes, and Grayson blushes in the corner somewhere and pretends he's not hanging on to every word.
These fans are so unaware of the chaos they're causing this little found family lmao.
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sohmiya · 9 months
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Hi Nikka!! Are Althea and Athalia siblings?? Love when people make siblings for their MCs :) if so do you have any lore about them (or if they aren't do you have any fun facts you want to share)? (I don't know anything about these two games so sorry if it's actually just a canonically established thing haha)
hi pd!! <3 and YES athalia is althea’s older sister. they’re not yet Developed developed since circuit (circuit-if) and take two (taketwo-if) are still kinda new (and i recommend them hehehe) and the au crossover of those two ifs in my head is kinda messy LMFAO but ok !! i hope this isn’t confusing lfmahaja
also for context: (the italicized names are the ros that that thea and talia are romancing, respectively)
take two: noel, roman, micah (noel’s younger sibling; not an ro)
circuit: roman
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talia is the disciplinarian type of older sibling but will not hesitate to cover for thea’s ass when she pulls some dumb shit
they had tons of catfights when they were younger because talia can be bossy and thea likes to talk back lol
talia has always been the more adventurous sister but she got thea into snorkeling and scuba diving. it’s some of their favorite bonding activities
they once dressed up as each other on halloween
here’s where the crossover comes in LMFAO noel and talia were acquainted with each other through micah and thea who used be inseparably close. but they eventually became friends since talia has a passion for racing (or basically any extreme sport that gives her an adrenaline rush) and noel is the biggest mario kart enjoyer. they bonded over that and babysitting their little siblings.
despite micah and thea growing apart, noel and talia kept in touch for as long as they could until life got in the way and they both got really busy. but i imagine they’re still friends <3
talia’s boyfriend (to-be) is named roman. thea’s ex-boyfriend is also named roman. — “i guess it’s a sister thing, huh, ate?” “shut up, thea.”
ate (ah-teh) is how you address your older sister in filipino
noel always kicks thea’s ass in mario kart so thea asks roman (circuit) for tips: “i know it’s just a game but you know a lot about racing so…” and talia just stares at them like “umm ??? SO DO I”
roman teases talia like “a lot of the things you know about racing, i taught them to you” and she just tells him to shut up so he steals a kiss on her cheek before turning back to thea: “so what do you need to know?”
talia pretends to be annoyed but it really makes her heart swell seeing her sister and her boyfriend getting along <3
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10 Characters, 10 Fandoms, 10 Tags
How to play: name 10 of your favourite characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people to do the same.
tagged by @kiwikipedia and @chiafett, i’m giving them both a gentle muah and an obligatory apology for mobile’s bullshittery
Cheerilee | My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Take a wild guess where I got this screen name from LMAO it has survived a loooooooooong time. I think I first took it when I was 11? 12? on a hellscape sns. Now I brought it back bc I like the vibes :) At the time I wanted to be a teacher like her (and my mom), and plus her coat color was probably my favorite color at the time. I just loved her a lot.
Christophe Giacometti | Yuri!!! on Ice
He got subjected to the “fuck you he’s mine” treatment, but really I just. Adore him. He showed up like a whore who was DEFINITELY seeing Viktor so long ago and now they’ve turned into the closest friends anyone could ask for with the most beautiful sense of “I love you but you’re going to pay for that” rivalry. He is so pretty. I kind of want to bring him back for SW but I dunno what he’ll be doing :(
[Redacted] | [Data Expunged]
I like my men pathetic and miserable and they can’t do jack nor the shit without causing a cascade failure on an unimaginably catastrophic scale and bringing about destruction to everything he’s ever loved BECAUSE he loved so hard and now everyone sees him with such a sour (bittersweet at best) taste in their mouth and he’s resigned himself to the background in so many things he used to be the proudest of his prowess in but he’s so pretty and dainty and and and and and-
Anakin Skywalker | Star Wars
Me and the scrungly blorbos ass-up in untreated trauma from abandonment issues and being thrust into high positions of power without proper support despite others insisting that we ARE being properly supported at all measures but there are people scared and jealous of us and we keep refusing to admit how deeply it effects our daily lives and relationships until it inevitably destroys what good we do see around us and we have to make the decision on whether to learn and grow from this or just shrug and keep it trucking in the trenches. Neither of us made the right choice here and that’s banger. We’re doing great wdym?
Jedediah | Night at the Museum
Can’t believe I had to split up Jedediah and Octavius for this but I just genuinely admire him. He is so cool. Maybe it’s the free-spirited gay cowboy gender.
Loki | M*rvel
Shut up he’s hot
Wheatley | Portal (2)
Don’t speak to me he’s so so so stupid
Jazz | Transformers
This is entirely Mikey’s fault and I will make sure she knows this daily. Jazz is so just like me fr
Honorable Fandom Mentions
Basically, fandoms I only dipped a toe into but not deep enough to pick just one favorite!
Hades (Game)
WHERE IS MY MOTHER NYX. WHERE IS SHE. I deeply admire anyone’s ability (namely @purgetrooperfox) in sitting through this game.
Red Dead Redemption / 2
What if I turned Micah and Dutch into mulch? What if Arthur lived an amazing life instead? This game makes me feel so many emotions what the fuck I should play it someday 🥲
Tags <3
i’m dumb and wasn’t paying much attention to who was already tagged so. @milf-maul @jekyllnahyena @spaceydragons @sithbian @friedennic @walk-ng-d-saster @kemendin @grandninjamasterren @perasperaadastrawriting @kkrazy256
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adxmparriish · 2 years
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Book recs?
hi! I can absolutely give you some 🖤
if we were villains by m.l.rio — favorite book of all time, it’s dark academia with some mystery and thriller elements. seven students who study shakespeare find themselves trapped up in a murder and it’s fantastic. the prose is to die for. I can’t properly explain how much this book means to me, it literally rewired my brain chemistry.
stalking jack the ripper series by kerri maniscalco — this is a 4 book series following a couple who perform autopsies and try to solve murders. the main couple is FANTASTIC and has one of my favorite fictional men of all time. the banter and love declarations are to die for. there is also plenty of angst and gothic atmosphere, too! all around amazing series, and do NOT forget to read the novella!
the folk of the air trilogy by holly black — I will never shut the fuck up about this series. wicked boy meets monster girl in a battle for the crown of elfhame and it’s fucking phenomenal. jude and cardan are one of my favorite fictional couples but don’t go into this series expecting a full blown romance. there’s a lot of political conflict with a romance splashed in, but when you do get those moments, boy… they’re juicy. enemies to lovers done right.
the raven cycle series by maggie stiefvater — codependent teenagers love each other so much it makes me sick. that’s basically it. oh, and one of them is doomed to kill her true love when she kisses him. oh, and there’s tarot and a dead welsh king and boys who bring things back from their dreams and a magic forest and a girl with hooves and just. read this? please?
these violent delights by micah nemerever — it’s hard to explain this book accurately but two boys find themselves so deeply obsessed with each other and wrapped up in their own game and it leads to absolute insanity. this book is dark though, so be warned. definitely check trigger warnings.
six of crows duology — fantastic books set in the world of “shadow and bone” about six teenagers on a heist. you don’t HAVE to read shadow and bone first but i’d recommend it. there are slight spoilers for that trilogy and elements you may not understand if you don’t. but I love these characters so much more and this story is amazing. there’s diversity and romance and tragedy and just!!!! so much!!!
the locked tomb series — these books are IMPOSSIBLE to explain but trust me when I say they are AMAZING. it’s got necromancy and love in its purest form and complex story arcs and impossible scenarios and HUMOR, SO MUCH HUMOR, and just. I can’t recommend this series enough. I will say though, prepare to be confused a lot until the writer finally lets it all come together, because that’s just how the books are. I promise it’ll all make sense.
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hellmouth-manor · 8 months
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i disappear amongst my kin | 2.1 | micah |
Think back.
There's a fleeting moment before anyone knows anything terrible is about to occur. You're in the garden with Wakako. She's probing you to see how online you are, which rapidly devolves into you getting made fun of for your ass. You leave the encounter befuddled. You think nothing more of it. 
You see her again, in the living room, now everyone knows everything terrible could potentially occur. She tells you that she's scared. That she's greedy for attention. She has more insight into you than you're comfortable with, to be honest, so you deflect. The concept of families are brought up. You make the offer, joking, that she can get adopted by yours since hers is so terrible. You leave the encounter less befuddled than the first, but, again. You think nothing more of it.
Close your eyes. Ignore the corpses in front of you. (You can't. This is just flimsy pretense.)
You're in the garden with Poppy. You lose a tooth or two to their fucked up pocket candies. Just a molar, it's okay. You think they're disappointed in you. You leave more confused than before. You don't understand them.
You're in the stupid tubes with Poppy. You get stuck, they knee you in the face, they break your nose. It's a comedy of errors. You're sure they're disappointed in you. You leave confused and now a bonus emotion, infuriated. You don't understand them.
You're in the Build-a-Bear with Poppy. They're cradling a ratty little plush wolf like it's the most important thing in the world, and you realise that you both have a lot more in common than you thought. You think you might understand them.
You knew Wakako was a bit of a shut-in these days. You thought nothing of it. If she hides, she won't get murdered. Makes sense to you. You understood that Poppy was gentle at times but dangerous even when they didn't mean to be. Nobody in their right mind would try to murder them, not when they could break your nose on accident. Makes sense to you.
...The scene in front of you, therefore, is completely mystifying. There is no way that you can possibly make heads or tails of it unless you come to one specific conclusion. 
But that conclusion can't be true. It can't. You don't understand it. So you think nothing more of it.
...
Micah reopens his eyes. He's in his suit in the trial and now it is his turn to speak. Simple. Easy.
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"...A cyclamen. Nike said it was- a cyclamen, the flower. It means. Love, affection. Or goodbyes. There were- I suppose- Alou could be right. Maybe it was- an attempt at... witchcraft. The scene was... there was..."
Micah's normally monotone and he still is, but there's a bit of actual human emotion filtering in. More definite uncertainty rather than the ambiguity of his spaced out drawl. 
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"...Poppy's... their... their hair was tied around their wrists, like a puppet. And they were curled around a... single... feather. Brown and, and white. I don't know... why either of those were there. Apart from... I don't... I don't... it's not... I don't see how either of those things have to do with murder..." 
You'd think the guy who's apparently a serial killer would, but he's not being helpful on this one. At least this time around he hasn't jumped straight to accusing someone of owning apes!
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starlitangels · 2 years
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It Too Shall Pass
Anon request for Gabriel coming home from hockey practice early and finding Angel crying and comforting them. 1.3k words (almost on the dot) CW: mental breakdown
"Bye Uncle Milo!" Gabriel said as he hopped out of the car. "Bye Danny!"
"Bye Gabriel!" Danny and Milo chorused. Gabriel waved and shut the car door behind him before jogging up to the front door of the house. He paused only briefly at the silver car in the driveway. Not his dad's—but neither of his parents should have been home yet. He'd called Milo to come get him and Danny early so he could help his sister decorate for their parents' anniversary dinner tonight...
Crap, he thought.
Cautiously, he finished his approach to the front door. Slid his key in the lock as slow and quiet as he could. Unlatched the deadbolt. Opened the door.
Usually when he got home, he carelessly smacked the hockey stick attached to his duffel bag against the door frame as he turned to shut the front door. He took careful pains to avoid doing so this time. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Uncle Milo's car drive away.
The front door closed with a quiet click.
Gabriel listened. Usually Natalie would be in the front room—playing Minecraft or Legend of Zelda. But today she was nowhere to be seen. Upstairs actually doing her homework for once, maybe? Gabriel had no idea how she managed to be close to the top of her class yet he never saw her doing homework—even on days he didn't have hockey.
He didn't hear her music either. The usual accompaniment to her derping around Hyrule in Breath of the Wild or building something in Minecraft.
He was about to call out—but stopped.
Crying.
He heard crying.
Not Natalie’s.
Gabriel went rigid.
I wiped my eyes on my sleeves as I heard Gabriel calling out for me. “H-hey sweetie,” I replied.
Gabriel appeared in the archway that kept the dining room open to the kitchen and living room. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I said. “I—” I met my son’s eyes. David’s eyes. Wide and full of concern. He was already taller than me, and getting close to six feet, despite being only fourteen. But that look on his face. I was looking at him when he was a small child all over again. “I’m fine, baby.”
Gabriel shook his head. “No, you’re not,” he said. He dropped his hockey duffel bag on the floor unceremoniously and circled the dining table. He wrapped his arms around me. “What’s wrong?”
I didn’t want to break down in front of my son. I wanted him and his sister to know both of his parents were strong people. But I was so exhausted and overwhelmed—and the look on his face—that I couldn’t help it. I put my head on his shoulder and cried. “It’s just stress, Gabriel,” I said softly. “There’s been a lot going on lately and I’m just... I’m tired.”
Gabriel rubbed my back. “I’m so sorry,” he said softly. “I know everything’s been going off the rails these past couple weeks. I... I’m sorry I haven’t done more to help.”
“Gabriel, sweetie,” I said. “You don’t have to. Your job is to focus on school. And hockey. Your dad and I can handle everything else.”
“Not when you’re breaking down like this,” Gabriel said. “Let me help. Natalie will help too, if you let her. What can we do?”
“Just... keep hugging me, baby. I miss you.”
Gabriel exhaled out his nose in a melancholy substitute for a chuckle. “I miss you too. You and Dad are, y’know, cool. And not ‘cause Dad’s the alpha of my pack or anything like that. You’re just both, like, really cool. Like, me, Natty, Lily, Danny, Ev, and Micah are probably the only people I know at school who genuinely like their parents more than ninety-percent of the time. I miss hanging out with you. Going to the grocery store with you and Dad and Natty just for the fun of it as a family. Making a boring errand into something fun.
“Don’t get me wrong, I love hockey. And I like sharing something with Danny. I think a lot of the time he feels a little out of place. A Stealth born into a shifter pack, thinking his entire life that he’s gonna be a wolf, and then he’s not. I know he didn’t manifest that long ago, but I think it’s important for him to stay connected to the rest of us. And he, Natalie, and Micah are the frickin’ Three Musketeers for crying out loud—but I’m glad to share hockey with him. But it does mean I’m not home as often; and I miss you. And Dad. And... sometimes Natty.”
I snickered. “You love your sister,” I said.
“Oh absolutely. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for her. But—my God—she is a menace when she wants to be.”
My snicker turned into a full-blown laugh. “Yeah. She can be. Wonder who taught her that.”
“Well, it certainly wasn’t me or Dad.” He gave me a significant look. “I think it was just in her nature.”
I laughed, and Gabriel’s face softened. “Are you feeling better?”
“A little bit.” I glanced at the clock on the wall. “What are you doing home so early? Practice goes for another hour.”
Gabriel’s arms around me went a little stiff. “Uh... you remember what today is, right?”
“Yes. It’s your dad’s and my anniversary.” God, had we been married for sixteen years already? Sometimes it felt like we’d only started dating a year ago. Sometimes I genuinely couldn’t remember what my life was like before I met David—or how I ever lived without him. It was like he’d always been there, and we’d just barely met at the same time.
Gabriel bit his lower lip and nodded. “Mmhmm,” he said. “Natalie and I were gonna decorate before you and Dad got home.”
“Ah.”
“And, uh... I was gonna try and make dessert. But we were going to order in something for you and Dad.”
“What about you two?”
“We were planning on something simple. We were just gonna make sandwiches or something and go to Uncle Ash’s for the night so you and Dad could have the night to yourselves. He’s expecting us.”
“Well, aren’t you two sweet?” I said.
Gabriel snorted. “It was all Natalie’s idea. I’m just her hired hand.”
It was my turn to snort. “Aren’t we all?” I joked. “She gets an idea into her head and she’s in charge.”
He laughed. “Yup. Where is she, anyway?”
“Upstairs. Doing her homework.”
“I’ve never seen her do her homework.”
“That’s because you’re often at practice when she does it.”
“Mm.” Gabriel gave me a squeeze. “Are you feeling better?”
“Yeah. Thank you, sweetie. I’ve just...” I wiped my face again. “Just been really overwhelmed, recently.”
“Let me help, okay? Let me and Natty help? We’re old enough now.”
I sighed. “I’ll... try, sweetie. Okay? I’ll try to let you two take on more responsibility around here, if you want it. It’s just... your dad and I both like to do everything on our own. We got kinda used to that way of doing things. Handling everything on our own or between the two of us.”
“Well, now there’s four Shaws, okay?” Gabriel fixed me with a stare. “And everything that’s overwhelming...” He glanced over my shoulder at the painting on the wall Asher had made for us a long time ago. It was less of a painting and more calligraphy. “It too shall pass.”
I teared up again. When had my rambunctious little wolf pup grown into such a wise teenager? I blinked the tears out of my eyes. Gabriel wiped them away.
“It’s okay. I’m here. Natty’s here. We’re going to help.”
I hugged him tight. “Thank you, sweetie. I couldn’t ask for a better son.”
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Hello there! Thank you for writing all these amazing headcanons! <333 I get so much joy when there's a new post from ya!
I had a prompt in mind: what are the gang members like when they get reaaaaly drunk? Who gets sad & sentimental, who gets all funny and jokey, who is all sleepy, and etc etc etc?
now this is an interesting one hehe
Arthur
When Arthur's drunk, he does his absolute best to try to convince everyone he isn't that drunk. He tries to walk in a straight line to prove he’s ok but accidentally walks into Uncle.
He somehow has great hearing and joins in on every sing song within a five mile radius. Arthur could be talking to you on the outskirts of camp but if he hears someone singing by the campfire, he joins in immediately.
He gets into a very jolly mood when he's drunk and talks about anything and everything. He rambles on about so much he interrupts himself a lot.
If he's sweet on you then Arthur asks to hold your hand and he won’t stop holding your hand for the e n t i r e night. No matter where you go or what you do, Arthur will potter after you with his hand still holding yours. And whenever you look at him, Arthur has a big, proud smile on his face as he looks at your hand in his.
Charles
Who is this man? Where tf did Charles  go? He acts very differently than sober Charles. Whatever idea springs to mind, he wants to do it. If he wants to do interpretive dance in the middle of camp then that's exactly what he does or if he decides to go skinny dipping at 4am then off he goes, trying to find a lake or a river.
One second Charles could be laughing so much he's nearly crying, a second later he could start sobbing because he remembered that time he accidentally shot a lawman's horse when he was trying to aim for the guy. Please hug him.
It doesn't matter how drunk Charles is, he can still yeet anyone over Mount Hagen and he can go from fun and goofy to deathly intimidating in under 1.5 seconds.
And if you and Charles are dating then he just wants to kiss you. He kisses your temple all the way down to your jawline before kissing back up to your ear.
Dutch
Dutch gets quiet when he's drunk. He just kinda sits there and stares off in a daze for ten minutes. When someone talks to him, it's like he buffers for a few seconds before responding.
But when he starts talking, good luck trying to get Dutch to shut up. And this man needs everyone to stop what they're doing and give him all of their attention when he decides to say a speech. And if one person stops paying attention then Dutch storms off.
Dutch really does believe he's unstoppable when he's drunk. And if you don't believe him then don't worry, Dutch has no problem spending three hours explaining how all of his plans are apparently bulletproof.
If Dutch is sweet on you then he tries to flirt with you. But the more he drinks, the harder it gets for him to string a sentence together. "Your eyes..." he slurs his words but tries to stay composed "they remind me... of uh... eyes".
Micah
Micah is so goddamn laid back when he's drunk. Strangely people tend to get on with Micah when he's drunk but by the time he's sober again he's gone back to being... well, Micah.
He's nice ? Which is so bizarre but he actually makes an effort to talk to people without antagonising them and instead of taking offence to comments, he laughs them off and sees it as a joke.
As long as the conversation stays light, Micah keeps his happy demeanour and he isn't even a bad loser when it comes to poker and five finger fillet. In a way, seeing Micah so friendly unnerves some of the other gang members because of how baffling it is.
If he's sweet on you then Micah will continuously asks if you'd like to sit on his lap. Of course he flirts with you but he's a lot sweeter than normal and tells you that you could definitely do better than him so he understands if you reject him.
John
John comes out of his shell when he's drunk. Instead of keeping his mouth shut, he says whatever he thinks of. Yeah he gets into more fights cause he doesn't know when to stop talking.
He can fall asleep anywhere and at any time. You could be chatting with him by the campfire and slowly feel him lean against your shoulder as he starts to softly snore. He once fell asleep while standing up right with one of his hands on a barrel for support.
When John tries to go to sleep when he's drunk, he's like a kid trying to go to sleep at a sleepover. John loudly says the most random words and makes random noises before he bursts out laughing, thinking it's the funniest thing in the world.
If John has a crush on you and he's drunk, he tries to be so helpful. He constantly asks you if you need anything. If you ask him to get you something then he walks a few feet away before completely forgetting what you asked for.
Bill
Let's be real, Bill's already a hothead when he's sober and he's exactly the same when he's drunk. He's very fast to start a fight but if someone lands one punch then that's Bill done for the night. Usually he's a better fighter but he has terrible balance when he's been drinking.
He tries to be productive when he's drunk, thinking that now's the perfect time to do some chores and to go on guard duty. Everyone knows better than to leave Bill go out on watch when he's like this. One time he tried to shoot a squirrel cause he thought it was going to run into camp.
Bill rambles a lot too, mainly telling stories from when he was in the army or reminiscing about different robberies he's done with the gang.
Bill can get really anxious so if y'all are in a relationship, he needs your comfort. His mind starts racing and he worries about little things so for you to be there and tell him everything is alright truly means a lot to him.  
Javier
Javier gets very goofy when he's drunk. He's keeps things light hearted, joking about things but is still able to hold his tongue when needed and have proper conversations too.
Honestly, Javier is probably one of the most level headed people in comparison to the rest of the gang but because he tends to stumble and get his words mixed up, people presume he's completely wasted when he's had a few to drink.
This man LIVES for those 2am deep and meaningful conversations. He absolutely adores having them and being drunk helps him open up more about his feelings so he has no problem expressing his emotions.
Are you ready to be swept off of your feet, both metaphorically and maybe literally depending on if you'll leave Javier do that? He's such a hopeless romantic when he's drunk. If camp is near a field or woodland then he sneaks off, picks some flowers and shyly gives them to you.
Sean
Sean manages to go through every mood when he's drunk. Everything is funny to him and he tries to make jokes about whatever comes to mind. Usually he jokes about Bill and Micah which leads to one of them arguing with Sean.
That's when Sean gets angry and thinks he's able to knock out anyone with one punch. Normally he ends up accidentally walking into a table or tripping over himself cause of how focused he is at punching the air.
Then Sean gets all sad and sentimental, feeling sorry for himself cause he accidentally bruised his leg. He has no problem sitting on the ground and pouting for a while, hoping that someone will walk past and give him some attention for a while.
If y'all are dating then Sean will tell you over and over again how much you mean to him and how much he loves you. He just wants to cling on to you for the night and make sure you know how loved you are.
Hosea
I hope you're sitting comfortably cause Hosea's gonna tell you every single goddamn story he can think of. Hosea tells you funny stories, sad stories, how he first met John and how he conned rich people. He really likes to reminisce when he's drunk.
Towards the end of the night, Hosea eventually gets quiet and if there's a party at camp where everyone is celebrating, then he goes off by the outskirts for a while.
Hosea likes to sit back and watch as everyone enjoys the night. He can get very sentimental when he does this but he likes to enjoy the little moments of the night and savour it all.
If he’s sweet on you then Hosea makes sure you know how special you are and that you deserve the best. He doesn't necessarily flirt with you but instead wants you to know how great you are.
Sadie
When Sadie drinks, she gets sad. She doesn't mean to get sad but her mind wanders and she thinks a lot about everything that's happened in her life and how she's ended up where she is today.
She doesn't speak a lot and ends up getting stuck in her head with thoughts whirling around and around. It can get overwhelming which is why she isn't that keen on getting completely wasted on alcohol.
She doesn't like how crowded camp can get so instead she likes to go off and find a nice scenic area to rest. Normally that helps calm her mind but Sadie also gets sleepy by then too.
If Sadie likes you and feels comfortable around you then she leans against you as ye both sit there in a peaceful silence. And if you suggest it, then she'll hesitantly rest her head on your lap and fall asleep as you play with her hair.
Kieran
Kieran doesn't get drunk often. He hates waking up the next morning and wondering if he pissed anyone off or said something he shouldn't have.
He's very happy when he's drunk, only seeing the positives in things and always smiling. Kieran is still a little shy but he's more open to being involved with what the gang's doing, whether that be singing along to some songs or dancing with whoever to Dutch's gramophone.  
Because of how involved he can become with the gang when he's drunk, he can get involved in a few fights or arguments. But contrary to popular belief, Kieran doesn't back down and makes sure to get his points across.
Kieran gets more confident after a few drinks and flirts with you more than usual. The more accepting you are to his comments, the more he flirts with you. Though if you flirt back then he gets very flustered.
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its-deputy-caleb · 2 years
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Booboo, I know you got a lot on and they're ain't no rush, but if you could do some Soft!Mikey trying his best (and probably failing) to make reader feel better after they lost a family member?
(maybe I'm being a little selfish cos of recent events, but I could really do with my support rat right now 💖)
Thank you in advance, and I'm working on yours! 😘
Kitty you know i'm always here to help where i can and i won't hesitate to write this for you at the least. I love you sm and i will do everything i can to make you feel better <33 i hope this is okay (i will get to editing tomorrow) but for now please enjoy some soft supportive mikey.
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Its a warm morning down in Clemens Point, much too warm for your liking. The heat was sweltering already and it was giving everyone a headache.
You were hunched over a crate, sharing a coffee with your sweetheart Micah as he pointed at maps and went over the information he’d gathered from the night before.
“Some drunk feller— wouldn’t stop boasting about the amount of cash he had stashed in a homestead just North of Saint Denis. Reckon it’s worth a look.”
Micah stopped talking when a very loud Irishman came skipping into camp, delivering out supplies from his latest trip in town with Arthur.
“Why’s everyone lookin’ so sad? Cheer up now! Deadeye Macguire is back!”
The two of you watched with soft smiles as Sean dropped a crate of ammunition off before helping out with the vegetables all the while boasting to Susan about pulling his weight. Eventually, when camp seemed to return to its usual busy pace, Arthur walked over to you and brought out a letter from his saddlebag.
“This was left for ya at the Station, ma’am.”
You gave Arthur a short and affirmative nod, one that he easily returned as you waited for him to depart before opening it.
There’s the faint sound of Micah asking who the letter is from but its a muffled blur as you read over the words. Nothing could’ve prepared you for what you read.
You instantly recognise your mother’s cursive handwriting and a lump forms in your throat and your stomach drops. Your mother hasn’t written in years. She writes that in your hometown there had been a fight between the Sheriff and a group of bandits resisting being brought in, the argument having quickly escalated into a shootout.
Your dearest sister had been in town that day,
While both her and her husband had been injured in the crossfire,
She died that afternoon surrounded by her family…
Your legs give out as you discover the death of your sister, the shock hitting you as tears brim in your eyes and you choke back a sob. Micah is quick to put an arm under you, taking a knee so you can sit on his thigh as he grounds you.
Gently, as if not to startle you, Micah takes the letter from your shaky hands and skims over it to understand your reaction.
“Oh sweetheart… c’mere.”
A sob breaks through you and you wrap your arms around his neck. By now some of the members had stopped with doings to watch the two of you but Micah gently tucked your head into his neck. Your cries are uncontrollable as a mixture of grief, shock and fear ripple through you.
Micah’s jacket is crinkled from how tightly you’re holding onto him but he merely holds you while you cry, keeping a protective arm around you.
“I should have been there— should have done something. I could’ve saved her—could have tried to—“
Your lip trembles and you break out into another fit of sobs. Micah shakes his head, rocking you slowly as he holds you close. Arthur tries to walk over to the two of you to inquire but Micah shakes his head and gestures for him to piss off before pulling back to look at you with a softness you haven’t seen before.
“Hey now… I don’t want yer thinking like that. If you were there it would’ve meant you’d be killed too. Not that I don’t doubt yer shootin’ skills but—“
You give Micah a look that screams not now and he quickly shuts up when he realises now is not the time of the place. His hand cups your face, brushing your tear away with his thumb.
“What I’m trying to say is that you can’t blame yerself.”
When you open your mouth to argue he simply brings you in for a hug, letting you cry into his shoulder for however long you needed. Micah realised that words may not be the best thing for you so he simply shut his damn mouth and held you, only opening it to gently shushes and coos to help your breathing evens out.
Eventually, Micah brought you away from the eyes of the camp, carrying you to sit by the water. He stayed with you for hours, leaving only to bring you water and some food which you barely touched. He was the only one who you’d allow to be close to you at this moment.
There were periods of time, hours even where you’d just sit in silence with Micah’s arms wrapped protectively around you. Sometimes you’d start to cry again and his hold around your waist would get tighter and other times you’d tell him how close you were with your sister.
And Micah was a good listener for once. He took his own advice and stopped talking, stopped trying to think of things to say and just let you grieve. Micah knew you understood what he was trying to do and you loved him even more for the fact that he was trying.
You couldn’t stop the sad smile that arrived when he kissed your forehead and you tucked your head under his chin. The sound of the water along the shore was slowly starting to help your breathing even, your sobs had stopped and there was no more tears left to try until tomorrow.
The moon made the water glow and on any other night you’d think it was beautiful, romantic even but all you could think about was losing your sibling. The two of you were close when you were little and apart of you regrets running off to join a gang of bandits and thieves when you could’ve protected her.
Your lip trembles again and you feel Micah move slightly as he prepares to hug you tighter. But this time you can’t help but speak up, its whispered and your voice is dry and cracking yet you proceed.
“‘She died that afternoon surrounded by her family.’ I wasn’t there Micah, I should have been— I should have been there with her.”
Micah takes your trembling hands in his, intertwining your fingers as he squeezes your hand reassuringly. He’s silent for a moment, thinking over what he wants to say as he looks at your hands.
“Darlin’… this might not be what yer wanna hear right now but you will always have a family here with me, I know it ain’t the same but you have people here that love you— I love you okay?”
He kisses your temple gently and squeezes your hands again.
“If you want I’ll ride with yer and you can go and visit your folks and be with em.”
You look at him with wide, surprised eyes.
“You’d do that for me?”
Micah nods slowly, brining your foreheads together as he bumped your noses softly. Leaning into his touch you take your first deep breath of fresh air since hearing the news as exhaustion begins to wash over you in waves like the ripples of the lake.
“Course I would sweetheart, anything yer need okay? You ask me. We’ll go first thing tomorrow but first let’s get you to sleep.”
He scoops you up in his arms, carrying you with a hand around your waist and one under your knee as he walks you back to your shared tent. By now your eyes are closed and you’re leaning with your head onto his chest. He sets you on the bedroll, climbing in behind you as he wraps his arms protectively around you, a feeling you’re now dependent on.
His nose rubs the back of your neck and he rubs slow circles on your arms, slowly lulling you to sleep.
Micah stays true to his word and accompanies you to meet your family so you can grieve properly. He is always there to give you hugs and forehead kisses even long after you’d returned to the gang and he’s never failed to make you feel better after the death of a loved one.
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queenxxxsupreme · 3 years
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Baby Steps (dad!Arthur Morgan)
A/N: I know the techniques used in this story are wrong and should not be used I.E. using a male companion goat for a foal as they can be aggressive towards the foal, but this is purely fictional so just ignore it! Max is a part of the family and he is there for comedic relief! This is not for informational use! This is entertainment only! 
Warnings: None! just fluffy! 
This is a part 2 to Unlikely Choice which is here! But it’s also sort of a part of the dad!Arthur series I’ve unintentionally started....
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The feeling of someone brushing their fingers over your hair woke you up. 
“Mornin’, pumpkin.” Arthur’s voice came from your left. He was laying on his side facing you, keeping himself occupied while you slept. 
He had been up for a while now. His struggles of sleeping had followed him from his life as an outlaw. He was lucky to get four hours some nights. 
“Mhmm.” You turned over to face him, keeping your eyes shut. You were still half asleep and you didn’t mind staying that way. 
“You goin’ back to sleep on me?” He chuckled softly, propping himself up on one elbow. 
“If you don’t mind, Mr. Morgan.”
“Well I do mind, Mrs. Morgan.” Arthur dipped his head down to kiss your forehead. “I’ve been up for a while now. Been thinkin’ about a lot. I don’t wanna think anymore. I need you to distract me.”
You sighed, opening your eyes to see him looking down at you. 
“A distraction, huh?”
“That would be appreciated.” There was a teasing glint in his blue eyes. 
“I’m sure it would.” You giggled. “What’s been goin’ through that head of yours?”
You reached up to brush his hair back. The blonde strands were getting a bit long and fell across his forehead. He’d need a haircut soon. 
“Little of this…. A lotta that.” He laid back on the bed, eyes finding the ceiling. 
You scooted as close to him as you could get and put your head on his shoulder. 
“Thinkin’ about how I’ve gotta fix the floorboards to the hayloft. They ain’t safe and I don’t want Daisy gettin’ hurt.”
“You can’t do that by yourself, can you?”
“Nah. I’ll need a couple extra hands.”
“I can help. Whatever I can’t help with, I’m sure Charles would be more than willing to come over and lend a hand.”
“Of course.” Arthur’s hand found the small of your back. “Also been thinkin’ bout a couple other odds and ends around here I gotta fix up.”
You looked up at him, sensing that there was something else, something he wasn’t saying. 
“Anything botherin’ you?” 
“Nothin’ you gotta worry about, pumpkin.” Arthur shook his head. 
“Well I’ll worry more if you don’t tell me.” 
Arthur was quiet for a few moments, lips pressed together in a firm line. 
You sat up and leaned back on one hand. You placed your hand over his heart, brows drawing together. He put his hand on yours, giving you a little squeeze. 
“I don’t want to have to worry so much about you both.” His voice was quiet. “This is our home. Don’t like feeling like we aren’t safe.”
“You’re still thinking about Micah, aren’t you?”
He sat up against the headboard. 
“Arthur, last we heard he was in Reno. We don’t gotta worry about him until we hear he’s closer.”
“I don’t want him any closer than Reno. Last we heard that was a few months ago.”
You looked down at the blanket that covered your legs. You smoothed out the material.
“Just…. Just want to be able to raise Daisy and any others we might have without him loomin’ over my head.” Arthur ran his hand over his face. 
“You want more?” You asked, your voice quiet as your eyes flickered up to meet his.
“Well…. I think it would be nice to try for one more, if you want. Only if you want.”
You moved around to straddle his thighs. 
“Daisy’s just…. She’s a dream, pumpkin.” Arthur placed his hands on your hips. “Still is. Sweet girl.”
“She’s definitely daddy’s girl.”
He smiled proudly. 
“Hey, maybe we could have a boy?” He suggested, blue eyes sparkling with excitement. “Even it out a little. One for you, one for me. I think it’d be nice.”
“Sure would be nice, but we don’t get to pick.”
“I know.” He nodded. His thumb on your hip began to trace circles in the material of your chemise. “Whatever we’d have, I’d love ‘em the same. Another girl would be cute too.”
“You’re adorable.” You leaned in to kiss his lips but just before you could kiss him, there was a knock on the door. 
“Mommy? Daddy?”
Arthur let out a soft sigh, moving his hands from your hips so that you could remove yourself from his lap. You settled on the bed next to him, leaning against his shoulder.
“Come on in, sweetpea.” 
The door opened and Daisy walked in. Carson slipped past her, jumping up onto the bed. Arthur gave him a pat on the shoulder. 
“Good boy, Carson.”
“Good morning, sleepy head.” You greeted Daisy with a smile. “It’s a little early for you to be up, hon.”
“I want to go out to the barn.” She climbed up onto the bed and clambered across your legs. 
“Oh, I reckon it’s far too early to go to the barn.” Arthur teased her. 
“Nuh-uh! You and Papa Hosea are always up early and outside in the barn!”
“What are you so eager to go out to the barn for anyways?” He brushed a few pieces of her hair back behind her ear.
“I wanna see my horse.” She admitted bashfully. 
Ohhh. I see.” Arthur nodded. “Well, why don’t you give me and momma here a few minutes to get out of bed and get dressed. Is Papa Hosea up?”
“Yeah he is. He’s out on the porch.”
“Go on out there with him. Have him take you to the barn while I get up.”
“Okay, daddy!”
Daisy was off of the bed and dashing out of the door in the blink of an eye. Carson was right behind her, eager to start the day. 
“Today is a busy day, Arthur Morgan.” You patted his thigh before getting out of bed. “John and Abigail should be here with the kids before noon. I was thinkin’ of invitin’ Charles and Lucy over too.”
“Of course.” Arthur nodded his head. He threw his legs over the side of the bed and rubbed his face. “Hey, pumpkin?”
“Yes, my love?” You turned to look at him. 
“You know I love you, don’t ya?”
A smile tugged at the corners of your lips. 
“I know. You gave me a baby girl and this beautiful house.” You moved around the bed to stand between his legs. “Love you too, you know.” Your arms slipped around his neck. His hands brushed along your thighs as he smiled up at you.
“Wouldn’t have her without you.” He leaned forward to kiss your stomach. 
“You’re feelin’ awfully sweet this morning.” You brushed your fingers through his hair. “Anything else on your mind, cowboy?”
“Just my girls.”
***
Arthur kept his hand on the small of your back as he walked you out to the barn. 
“Hey, you think we should get Hosea a mule when Silver Dollar finally croaks?” He teased as he pushed the barn door open with his shoulder. 
“Don’t you be talkin’ crass about my horse, Arthur Morgan.” Hosea spoke from where he sat in the barn. He was on a stool outside of the stall Daisy’s horse was in. Daisy was on her knees at the bottom of the stall reaching through the bottom of the fence so she could pet the foal. 
“I didn’t expect you to hear me, old man.” 
“Silver Dollar’s outlived a lotta things.” You looked over to Arthur, giving him a little smile. “Doubt he’s gonna go anytime soon.”
“When he does, I’m not gettin’ another horse.” Hosea shook his head. Almost as if happy about his owner’s statement, the Turkoman at the end stall whinnied and stuck his head over the stall door. 
“Then how the hell are you gonna get around?” Arthur moved to greet Silver Dollar. “Hey, boy.”
“I’ll figure it out when the time comes. But you know what I am gonna do? I’m gonna invest in sheep.”
“Sheep?” Arthur repeated. “Don’t we go enough of those?”
While they carried on their conversation, you moved towards Daisy. 
“Have you picked out a name yet, Daisy?”
“Haven’t thought of one.” She frowned, rubbing along the filly’s back. 
“Come on. Let’s go in and keep her company.” You opened up the stall and walked in. 
Daisy followed behind you, sitting down in the straw beside the filly. 
“Well, does she like anything? Any treats you give her?”
“She likes the carrot pieces we gave her last night.”
“Really liked them.” Arthur leaned over the stall, folding his arms along the top as he looked down at you both. “Carrot’s a cute name, ain’t it sweetpea?”
“It’s a silly name.”
“Yeah. But hey, it’d fit right in with what I call you and momma.” He chuckled. “Sweetpea, pumpkin, and Carrot.”
“You’re silly!”
“What names do you like, Daisy?” You asked her, reaching out to pull a piece of straw from her hair. 
“I don’t know.” 
“Well what name do you got in your head, silly?” Arthur reached down to ruffle her hair. 
Daisy giggled again, reaching up to grab his hand. 
“In that storybook momma read me the other night, there was a girl named Piper in it.” 
“Piper, huh? Piper is a neat name.” 
“I like that name.” You looked down at the filly and rubbed her nose. “I think she’s a pretty girl.” 
“You think she could be a Piper?” Daisy asked. 
“Oh, definitely. Don’t you think the same, daddy?” You looked up at Arthur. 
“Piper suits her well.” 
“Now only if we could get the damn thing to walk.” Hosea muttered from his seat. Arthur sent him a glare. 
“Why do you think she won’t walk, papa?” Daisy looked over to him, a frown etched on to her lips. 
You looked up at Arthur, who rubbed his eyes. 
“It’s hard to tell, honey.” Hosea rubbed his neck. “But she looks like a strong one. I’m sure she’ll be walking in no time.”
“Can we make her walk?” Daisy’s eyes found you. 
You opened your mouth to answer but found that you didn’t know the right thing to say. You looked up at Arthur. 
“Yeah, sweetpea. Let’s give it a try now. She ate well last night. Should have some energy in her.” Arthur pulled open the stall door. “You go stand out with papa, Daisy.” 
“Okay, daddy.” 
Daisy moved out of the stall and instead peered through the fencing. 
“You wanna give me a hand, pumpkin?” He held his hand out for you. 
“Of course. Just tell me what you need me to do.” 
Arthur pulled you to your feet and brushed off your skirt. 
“You know how we had that calf a few winters ago that wouldn’t listen to me but loved you? Try to encourage her to get up.”
“You think she’ll listen to me?”
“It’s worth a try.” 
“Has she stood up at all?” 
“No.”
“Thought you would’ve learned by now not to trust greasy conmen, Arthur.” 
“Shut up, Hosea.” Arthur muttered. 
You took a piece of apple from the bowl Arthur brought into the barn and knelt down in front of Piper. You put the apple piece in front of her nose, letting her get a little nibble of the treat before pulling it away. 
She tried to follow you by stretching her neck but that only got her so far. 
“Come on, girl.” Arthur encouraged, giving her flank a little pat. “Gotta get up.” 
She lifted herself up on to her front hooves as if she wanted to stand but that was where she stopped. 
“Good girl.” You rubbed her head and let her nibble on the apple a little more. “Sweet Piper. Just a little more, sweetie.” 
“Come on, Piper!” Daisy anxiously spoke from outside of the stall. 
Piper looked like she was ready to stand up, but at the last second she seemed to give up and her front legs buckled. She fell back to the ground, whinnying and flicking her ears. 
You stood up, putting your hands on your hips. Arthur watched you from where he was knelt down behind Piper. 
“Whatcha thinkin’ bout, pumpkin?”
“Max.” 
“Oh no.” Arthur stood up, shaking his head. “That goat is not teachin’ this horse any bad habits.”
“He won’t teach her nothin’ but maybe to walk.” 
***
Max was a Saanen goat that you kept on the farm with a handful of other goats. 
Max was a handful to deal with. He was mischievous and liked to stir up trouble wherever he could. His favorite activity to do was harass your husband. Max was sweet and nice to you and Daisy. He just didn’t like many people. 
Max followed you to the barn, bleating loudly for attention. 
“I don’t think this is a good idea.” Arthur muttered, blue eyes carefully watching Max as he trotted through the barn. 
“Just trust me.” You put your hand on his arm as you opened the door to Piper’s stall. 
Curious, Max followed you into the stall. Once he saw Arthur was in there, he bleated and scratched his front hoof against the floor. 
But then Piper let out a high pitched whinny, catching Max’s attention. The goat’s ears perked up and he redirected himself towards the foal. He bleated, sniffing curiously at Piper’s leg, and then he bounced around and dug his head at her flank. 
“What’s he doing?” Daisy asked. 
“I think he’s trying to get her to play with him.” Hosea rubbed Daisy’s shoulder. 
Piper placed her front hooves on the ground and whinnied once more. Max bleated. 
With bated breath, you watched as Piper stood up on shaky long legs. Daisy almost clapped her hands but Hosea stopped her, not wanting to spook the animals. 
Max sniffed Piper and then took off out of the stall. 
Piper watched him leave, ears perked up as she listened. 
“Well. That could’ve gone worse.” Arthur said. 
“She’s standing up!” Daisy exclaimed. 
Piper moved around a little, her knees shaking as she explored her stall. 
“When can I start to work with her? Like you did with Poncho?” Daisy’s question was directed to Arthur. 
“Baby steps, sweetpea. We can’t work her too hard.”
But daddy-!”
“Daisy.” You cut her off, keeping your voice gentle. “Don’t raise your voice at him.”
She frowned, looking down at her hands. 
“Maybe in a week or two, sweetpea. Gotta make sure Piper’s good on her feet.” Arthur patted the foal’s flank. 
The filly whinnied, then dipped her nose into the bucket of water in the corner of her stall. 
“I’m gonna go start breakfast.”  You told Arthur. 
“I reckon I’ll go down and see if Charles is up. See if he ain’t too busy and wants to give me a hand with the hayloft.”
“Okay. Be safe.” You leaned in to kiss him. He kissed you gently and chastly, placing his hand on your side. 
“I’ll let you know before I leave.” 
You nodded and turned to exit the barn. 
Arthur watched you leave, then his eyes flickered down to Daisy. 
“Daddy? You think I can take her out to the pasture? Maybe she wants to get some sun.” 
“Yeah, sweetpea. You can go out there with her. S’long as you’re careful and don’t get behind her when she’s standin’.” 
“I’ll go out and watch her.” Hosea offered, moving away from the stall. “Let you get some work done. Make yourself useful.”
“So you get to sit on your ass while I do all the hard work?” 
“Precisely.” Hosea chucked. 
Arthur shook his head, a grin pulling at his lips.
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