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ashxketchum · 2 months

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Happy Valentine's Mimato fam, please accept this very cracky in the start and very no thoughts only vibes at the end oneshot. I really wanted to write something for today, even if my idea didn't get executed very welll, I'm just happy that I wrote 4k words within a day! Not putting this on AO3 or FFN for now, this is for my tumblr girlies only 😙 dont denounce me from the fandom after reading it tho lol

*post dividers from @/cafekitsune

KISS ME, UNDER THE BLUE MOONLIGHT

Following a girl home was not exactly something Yamato had ever thought about doing, but it is how he ended up spending his Valentine’s evening. And this wasn’t just any girl that he was following, she was his friend, or acquaintance depending on who was asking.

To go back a few hours, Yamato was spending this 14th February as he always did, looking for places to hide from the throng of girls that followed him around with the hopes of shoving their chocolates in his hand. The year before he’d found a safe spot near the Science lab at their school but somehow today, when he rushed to the location, a bunch of girls were already standing guard around it. Cursing under his breath, he sharply turned on his heels and ran back the way he’d come before they noticed him, knowing very well that it must’ve been Taichi who sold him out for his own entertainment. He thought about heading to the soccer field to confront his friend publicly with the hope that his fangirls would follow and disrupt the practice, leading to Taichi being punished by the coach. But even in this imaginary scenario, Yamato hated the idea of any of the girls getting close enough to talk to him because then he’d definitely end up accepting the chocolate out of pity.

So the day went on and he continued his search for that perfect hiding spot, taking two or even three steps at once to climb the stairs as quickly as possible, attempting to be one with the wall by flattening himself against it or ducking out of view by diving into the nearest room whenever a threat came into view. But to Yamato’s dismay, he had pretty much exhausted every good location, so all he could do today was bade his time till school got over and then make his great escape. Obviously, on a day that he hoped time would pass quickly, it moved at a turtle’s pace. By the time the sky was tainted with the purple hues of a winter sunset, he was so tired of running away that Yamato did consider giving in, just once. He gained his determination back when he noticed a bunch of girls searching the bicycle parking shed for signs of his scooter, smirking to himself he commended his decision to take the train to school today.

Despite the minor win, Yamato knew that there would be another group scouting for him at the station so he had no other choice but to endure a long walk back home today, which is exactly why he’d brought his trusty running shoes along with him. Quickly wrapping Taichi’s muffler around his neck, donning a bright jacket he’d borrowed from Takeru over his uniform and covering his noticeable blond hair with a beanie, again borrowed from Takeru, Yamato smoothly walked past the group of girls searching for him in the parking and school front yard. Happy that his disguise had worked well, he took the route in the opposite direction of the train station, walking ahead without paying much attention to his surroundings.

He would’ve loved to have some good music playing in his ears at a time like this, but he’d left his earphones on his desk in an attempt to create an illusion that he hadn’t yet left school. So as he forged his way home, Yamato had no choice but to get accustomed to the noise of bustling Tokyo streets on Valentine’s Day. He picked up on the weirdest conversations as he walked, some made him want to laugh while others made him want to walk faster. Before he realised, however, he fell into step with a couple directly ahead of him.

A couple he realised were not a couple but his friends as their voices reached his ears.

“I just wish you’d stop ambushing me like this when you already know my answer.”

Yamato swallowed a gulp and paused walking, the person behind him bumped into him and shot him an annoyed look before moving on. He hoped that his friends hadn’t noticed him, which was highly possible since he was still behind them and well, his disguise was really that good. He tried to slow his pace and put some distance between them since this was a pretty long road and the only split was still many paces ahead. Yamato didn’t want to be privy to their conversation secretly, he decided that the minute he got the chance to cross the road, he’d move onto the other side and just pray that he’d be able to keep a straight face when he saw his friends next. But that was easier said than done, the path was too busy and as much as Yamato tried, he kept being pushed right back to his friends and had no control over when he'd end up hearing parts of their conversation.

“I just want you to give me a real chance.”

“Why is it so hard for you to respect my decision? I don’t want to do anything that would affect our friendship in any way!”

Yamato knew that if he heard anything more, it would be difficult for him to remain neutral on this topic. Chancing upon a convenience store not too far ahead, he quickened his pace to overtake his friends, who were too engrossed in their own conversation to notice him. Rushing into the store, he was grateful for not just the warmth inside, but also the pressure of keeping his presence a secret lifting off him. He stood by the newspaper and magazines rack near the entrance, and from the corner of his eye watched the scene play outside the store through the glass display. Although he could no longer hear his friends, he could tell that the argument had reached its peak from the way their faces darkened and bodies went rigid. It didn’t take too long for them to storm off in opposite directions, and Yamato could finally let go of the breath he was holding. Not wanting to look too suspicious, he bought a hot, canned coffee from the store and stepped back into the street, ready to resume his walk home.

Only one thing kept bothering him at the back of his mind. He wasn’t sure if the dim lighting on the street had messed with his vision, but he was sure he saw a few tears being shed at the end of the fight. The thought that one of his friends was out there, alone and distressed on a day that did nothing but shove love and companionship in your face nagged at him until he finally gave up and turned around to head back to where his friend had crossed the street, picking up his pace with a light jog, he hoped he’d be able to catch up on time.

And that’s how Yamato ended up following Mimi home.

At some point during his pursuit, he realised that he should announce his presence, but the moment had passed after about 20 minutes of walking behind her silently. Now he was just another creep waiting for the right chance, instead of a friend wanting to make sure she got home safe.

Something didn’t feel right to him, however. He admitted that he didn’t visit Mimi’s home often, but even then he was certain that the route they were following wouldn’t exactly lead there. Maybe she was unfocused because of the argument, he wondered, which would make his decision to check up on her worthwhile. But as they kept walking, their footsteps unknowingly in sync, the crowd around them thinned and the scenery of a busy shopping district turned into a quiet residential area. Even as Yamato glanced around in an unsure manner, he noticed Mimi seemed confident in her stride, like she knew exactly where she was going. Trusting her gut, he continued to follow her at a respectable distance, hoping that this was just some shortcut that would lead to her apartment sooner. He knew he’d have trouble sleeping at night unless he saw her enter the premises of her home safe and sound, so he had no choice but to see this through, no matter how confusing it was.

Although, Mimi seemed to have other plans for him.

Entering an empty playground on the side of the road, she made Yamato halt in his tracks. He couldn’t follow her in there without being found out. He stood on the side of the road, panicking whether he should go forward or quickly turn back the way he’d come. It was his slow decision making skills that landed him in trouble when Mimi emerged from the playground entrance and locked eyes with him from across the street.

“I have a pepper spray in my bag and I’m not afraid to use it, why are you following me?”

Yamato felt his ears turn hot at the utter embarrassment that enveloped him at her not-so-untrue accusation. He hastily pulled off Takeru’s beanie and Taichi’s muffler, hoping that his face would be visible to her despite the light from the street light flickering on and off. He stepped up a few paces closer and finally, her jaw dropped as recognition dawned on her.

“It’s just me, please don’t use your pepper spray.” Yamato cleared his throat, raising both his hands in front of him as a gesture of peace.

“Yamato san?” Mimi’s doe-like eyes widened as she looked him up and down, clearly surprised to see him under this creepy disguise. The shock did not subside from her face but her voice was less shrill and loud when she asked, “What are you doing here?”

“I-uh.” Yamato rarely ever stuttered but he was feeling extremely embarrassed over his get-up, the situation and how no matter which way he worded his next words, Mimi would definitely put her guard up at the truth. “I accidentally saw your fight with-”

“Oh my god.” She groaned and slapped both her hands over her face, covering it from his view, though her pink ears were still visible.

“I just wanted to make sure you got home safe since you looked upset. I’m not trying to get involved or anything,” he said, feeling slightly more confident with his words once he shoved the beanie and muffler away in the bulky jacket and ran a hand through his hair to set it into its usual dishevelled feel.

Mimi considered his words for a few minutes, letting her hands drop from her face and instead folding them across her chest. She tapped a foot against the pavement impatiently, though her irritation didn’t seem to be directed at him.

“What’s with the-” She didn’t finish her question but just gestured towards his odd clothes, and once again Yamato felt his face heat up.

“Uh, I was just trying to get away from the chocolate crowd.” He admitted, knowing that any other fake explanation would only make him look more dumb.

Somehow his words brought a small smile to Mimi’s face, one that made her finally look like the Mimi he knew. The streetlight standing tall between them flickered once again, in the dark only the moonlight illuminated her face, her pink cheeks were stained lightly with tears, the tip of her nose was red from the cold wind, her lips were slightly parted as she gazed back at him and her caramel coloured eyes reminded him of all the chocolates that he’d spent the whole day avoiding. Feeling a weird, tight sensation rise in his chest, Yamato looked away from her and the white light from the lamp flooded over them once again.

“Well, that’s something we have in common today then,” she said, a hint of her usual laughter in her voice.

Yamato was relieved, while his intention of following Mimi was to ensure her safety, if he was able to get her mind off the fight and cheer her up even in the slightest, he’d feel twice as better. He decided to walk up closer to her, and as he did so the light above them went on and off a few times again, making him realise that even with just the faint glow of the moonlight shining down upon her, Mimi’s face didn’t lose its brightness, her radiance was something that didn’t come from her surrounding but from within and the better her mood, the more alluring her smile was.

“Are we close to your house yet or…?” Yamato asked, hoping to distract himself from the weird thoughts circling his mind by talking.

“Not really, I was worried some creep was following me so I started to take a lesser known path to the police station.” Mimi laughed carelessly, his stuttering reaction did not bother her and she tilted her head sideways to lock eyes with him, “Bright orange really isn’t your colour.”

If Yamato could take off the jacket and throw it as far as possible from him he would, but on account of not letting himself freeze to death, he swallowed his pride and focused on the matter at hand, “Let’s just go home, it’s getting late.”

Mimi nodded and gestured for him to follow her. As they fell into a similar stride at each other’s side, she took over the responsibility of keeping the conversation flowing between them.

“How many girls was it this year?” Her voice was laced with curiosity as she glanced sideways at him.

“I don’t know, I lost count after twenty or so.”

“Oh smooth brag, Yamato san, no wonder you’re so popular.”

“I’m not trying to brag and I really wish I wasn’t that popular.” He flushed at her teasing tone. One of the few reasons that he didn’t talk to Mimi often was because he couldn’t keep up with her most of the time. She was always a few steps ahead of him when it came to insults or pulling his leg and if he talked to her long enough, he was always bound to let something embarrassing about himself slip.

“I suppose I do sympathise with you slightly, most of those girls have no restraint, or at the very least they should show some class, you know?”

“No, I don’t,” Yamato said, the corner of his lips curving up in a smirk as for a change, he turned the tables back on her, “But you sound like you’ve given this some thought, so how would you pull it off?” While Mimi didn’t stop, she did send him an annoyed glance and attempted to quicken her pace with a huff but Yamato could still match his stride with her, thanks to his long legs.

They walked in silence for a while and Yamato felt content with himself. So what if he had to put on clothes that didn’t match his taste, he did successfully evade every confession attempt at school and he did manage to keep a friend company after a distressing moment, both of which were pretty big accomplishments in his eyes and he would revel at that thought for a while. Even if the voice at the back of his head was trying to tell him that he should keep some distance from Mimi for a while after this, he ignored it and kept walking forward with a smug smile settled on his face. Being a bit lost in his own thoughts, he was startled when Mimi suddenly exclaimed next to him.

“Actually, you’re right Yamato san. I have given it some thought,” she said, skipping two steps ahead of him while he was still surprised, she turned to face him with her hands behind her back and face tilting sideways. Her mischievous expression told him that he shouldn’t have celebrated so soon, so he gulped and just raised his eyebrows in question at her.

“I think that running after the guy you like at school is very elementary.” Mimi chuckled, shaking her head with her expression saying that she could never imagine doing something like that.

“So what would you do?” Yamato asked, getting swept away into her flow.

“Well for starters, I’d confess anywhere but at school,” she said, bringing one hand forward to twirl a strand of her pastel hair around her fingers. “I’d pick a more private location, somewhere far and secluded.” Mimi turned her head from side to side, observing their surroundings and Yamato followed suit.

They’d left the more residential neighbourhood far behind and were currently crossing a short bridge. Beyond the bridge, he could see a tall apartment building towering over other establishments and he recognised it as Mimi’s place. While the streets across the bridge did look crowded and busy, they currently stood in the smack middle of the structure and were mostly cut off from either side.

“I would try to create a situation, where the boy I like would have no choice but to stay close to me.” Mimi continued, not fazed by Yamato darting his head around their surroundings.

Suddenly, she moved a step closer to him, and he stopped looking around to fix his eyes on her.

“Then when he’s least expecting it-” She paused, looking directly into his eyes as she reached for her bag and unzipped it.

Yamato was somehow frozen to the spot but his mind was still running in overdrive. It couldn’t be, he reassured himself, there was no way this was a set-up.

And Mimi, of all people? It just couldn’t be...right?

When he noticed Mimi slip her hand inside the bag, he felt his heartbeat grow faster and louder. Every second that she rummaged through her bag sounded like a bomb ticking, getting ready to go off any instant.

He always practised a standard response to give to girls when he rejected him, but how could he use those words against Mimi? He’d known her since she was 10, he’d watched her grow from a scared and spoilt little girl into a fierce, determined companion who he could trust to fight alongside him. He couldn’t tell her that he didn’t think her personality would be the right fit for him when he knew exactly how much she’d grown as a person. He couldn’t tell her that she wouldn’t be able to keep up with his personal life when she was one of the few people who knew exactly what that statement conveyed. No, there was no way he could confront Mimi with such cheap, soulless lines, she deserved better than that.

As she slowly began to pull her hand out of the bag, Yamato squeezed his eyes shut, he wasn’t prepared to deal with what would happen next and he hoped that if he didn’t see it, he could avoid it. But to his surprise, a few seconds passed and Mimi was still silent, no confession or no plea for him to accept her chocolates. Taking a deep breath, he peeled his eyes open slowly and the sight in front of him had his mouth hanging open.

Mimi stood with her hands raised in front of her, empty of course, mimicking the same gesture he’d made when she’d caught him following her.

“Oh, Yamato san, you’re always so easy to fool!”

Yamato quickly closed his mouth as his hands balled into fists at his side, colour flooded his face and he gritted his teeth together to keep a string of curses from escaping his lips. Mimi’s laughter filled the hollowed silence between them and he fixed his furious gaze upon her. He racked his brain for something to say, anything that would make him sound calm and collected, the exact opposite of the fool he’d just made of himself, but his mind refused to work. All he could do was take in the sight of Mimi, standing proudly with her hands on her hips, a triumphant grin plastered wide across her face, illuminating her presence in such a way that even the moonlight shied away from her.

“But, I’m a little relieved, to say the least,” she said, the grin dissolving into a proud smile as she took another step towards him, “that you think of me as someone who could be in the running.”

In the running for what, he wanted to ask her, but he was afraid that if he allowed himself to be sucked into her flow, this would not be the worst embarrassment he’d face tonight. Yamato wanted to take a step back, and reassess the whole situation, figure out the best way to redeem himself while also paying Mimi back in kind. But his feet were stuck to the ground it seemed, and all he could do in that moment to gain clarity over himself was stare up at the dark sky.

Only the moon stood out on the dark blanket of the night city sky, the stars although present, held a faded existence in comparison. He found the pale, white glow oddly comforting, it reminded him of how he always stood out in the crowd but when people got close to him and saw all the rough edges or hollow craters, they’d turn away and wait for the sun to rise again. Mimi however, unlike other people enjoyed sharpening her knife against his edges, for a reason that he could never truly understand. She poked at him at every chance she got, waiting for him to burst open, but till now he’d managed to stand his ground against her temptations.

But today was different, perhaps their encounter was not something she had been expecting today, but she refused to shy away from it either. There was something in her voice, in her blatant teasing or there was something in the way she held his gaze even as he refused to look at her. He wondered what the colour of the moon she saw reflected in his eyes was, white or blue?

Slowly, he felt sensation return to his feet and he confidently took one step forward. The sudden movement from him surprised Mimi and he saw that her confident smile wavered when he leaned down towards her, his forehead just centimetres away from touching hers, his cold breath brushing past her chin and her neck.

“You don’t have to worry about something like that, Mimi chan. I can assure you, that the race you’re talking about won’t last very long.”

It was satisfying to watch her face crumple in confusion for a change but he could not take too much time admiring the view, since he still had one more card up his sleeve he needed to play. Grasping at this chance when Mimi was still trying to make sense of what was happening, Yamato leaned forward and quickly planted a kiss against her lips. It was just a peck, but he felt Mimi’s body go rigid under his touch, not a reaction he enjoyed but the one he expected. When he pulled back, the taste of her strawberry chapstick rested faintly on his lips and he had to fight the urge to lick it off.

Mimi looked completely stunned, her eyes were dazed as if she hadn’t processed what had just happened, but Yamato couldn’t feel any guilt just yet. She’d played with his feelings and he’d returned the favour, he hoped that when she did come to her senses, there would be no hard feelings between them. But when a few minutes passed and Mimi still looked like she was stuck in dreamland, he sighed, realising that he might have made things more difficult for himself.

Shaking his head in defeat, Yamato wrapped his hand around Mimi’s arm and tugged with a gentle force to drag her along with him as he began to walk towards her house. Once they crossed the bridge, it didn’t take Mimi too long to recover and she immediately lashed out at him, paying no heed to the people passing by around them.

“How could you-”

“I think the lesson here is-” Yamato interrupted her before she could make a scene, “that you shouldn’t start a challenge if you’re not prepared to handle its end.”

She opened her mouth to argue but surprisingly was at a loss for words, and instead focused on getting out from under his grasp, picking up her pace so she could always stay a step ahead of him.

“For the record,” she spoke up again after a few minutes, not bothering to glance back at him which made Yamato roll his eyes, “I do not want to be in the running. I was just messing with you.”

Her words would’ve hurt Yamato had she bothered to hide her flaming pink ears or the slightly nervous squeak in her voice as she spoke, now he just found her reaction cute and entertaining, like a TV show he could binge on repeat.

“Sure, Mimi chan. I believe you.”

“I’m really not interested in you like that.”

“Yet, you didn’t push me away.”

“That was-” she stopped suddenly and Yamato almost ran into her, frowning at her as she struggled to get her words out, “I didn’t push you away because...because of the moon.”

“The moon?”

“Yes,” Mimi said as she turned her eyes towards the sky, the dreamy look returning in them and making her eyes look like pools of melted caramel, “The moon, it just looks so pretty when it’s blue.”

#mimato #yamato ishida #mimi tachikawa #digimon #digimon fanfiction #writealot

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nattinatalia · 2 years

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jackharlow Mom and dad night out ❤️ 😉

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champagnepapi 😍

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jackharlow Child

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jackharlow Yea idk about you calling us that anymore.

urbanwyatt Little princess says it like that, so why can’t I??? 🤨

yourusername She’s a child. She gets a pass.

urbanwyatt Nahh, y’all still my parents.

❤️

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yourusername Always cheesing when I’m with him 😁 🥰

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beberexha That smile on you 😍

dojacat We get it, y’all are hot 😂

dojacat Miss you bitchhhh 😗

yourusername Miss you too babes 💛

druski2funnny Y’all just be out here looking hot and taking these getty images 😏

jackharlow yuppppp 😎😂

theharlowsupdates THOS ARE MY PARENTS. (sorry urban and baby harlows)

yourusername Now you, you are most definitely our child 😉 😂🫶🏻

urbanwyatt Fake

yourbestiename Where y’all going losers

jackharlow On our way to make more babies 😈

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jackharlow Who’s gonna tell her????

urbanwyatt Not it! I enjoy being alive.

yourbestiename Tell me what?

jackharlow She’s already pregnant so there’s not much I can do

yourbestiename STOP

yourbestiename I KNOW YOU LYING

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yourbestiename Ugh fine, congratulations I guess . Yay another cute baby Harlow.

yourusername 💀💀

yourusername Bitchhhhh, do you even know me???? Like if I would announce it like this????

jackharlow I don’t appreciate being threatened with my daughter’s favorite animals.

druski2funny Get her the damn farm already 😂

jackharlow 🙄 Not yet

yourbestiename Don’t be surprised if one day you wake up and you see them animals just hanging out. Urban and I will probably get her some to get you mad 😂

urbanwyatt Hey, I live with them. I can’t be doing nothing. I love princess, but nooo, don’t get me involved.

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jackharlow You guys are annoying.

#instagram au #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow #jack harlow fic #jackman harlow #jackman thomas harlow #my edits #my manip

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aether-link · 2 months

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Howdy, hope your day is goin well! ❤︎ Ty for the ask ~ I could literally talk about Sasuke all day!! Same goes for Atla! I agree I love the water tribes, their culture is so fascinating and the sub bending is awesome- tho I do love me some fire benders too! if you don't mind my asking, do you have an Atla au for any Nart characters and or OCs?👀

Sasuke positivity squad!! YES. Started recently getting back into atla, there’s nothing quiet like it these days. THANK YOU FOR THE ASK! AH, VERY APPRECIATED✨

I’ve always genuinely liked water theme things (I blame pokemon). The others are just as cool too, they all have there good and dark sides, what makes it interesting to me. Even the podcasts with korra’s va and Dante zukos va, they do interesting stuff that I like to listen to :’). One of their recent eps is about sub classes from the main types and one was of cause blood bending. Everyone thinks dark thanks to the shows, but the guests they had up brought up a good point. You can or could use it for good things, to also save lives like normal water bending healing. (I to could legit talk about this for hours!!)

And YES, fire benders are wonderful! As quoted from Dante nearly all the time “THERE ARE GOOD PEOPLE IN THE FIRE NATION🗣” he’s precious for that. From watching the og series once again, I STILL think it’s a crime that zuko’s fire not being rainbow from the masters. (My crime list grows) I just think that be neat. He’s a bean in my house along with sasuke.

I do have OCs yes! And I remember when I was making them, one of my main ocs, I remembered Iroh and lowkey applied hes wisdom/vibe to her. Her name is Minami Uchiha. She’s now elderly now, I had to redraw her due to someone stealing my oc and making her…well…bad. I also have Suzume, Kano and now my new oc named Malice. Suzume is a yokai sparrow, while kano her son is half yokai who is a water spirit. Malice is also half yokai and shinagami. Kano and Malice fathers are Tobirama and Madara 😭 (their lore is all over the place and too long).

I haven’t got any atla au yet but, if my oc where benders, Suzume - air. Kano - water. Malice- fire. Minami - fire.

I do have a hc for Zuko having a baby lion turtle after war. (They’re my favourite hybrid animal other then turtle ducks). The new fire lord is a bit baffled for this creature being in the royal pond with his duckies!

#ask #mutual #akamikaze #I CAN TOO. BLAB ABOUT THIS FOR AGES😭😭#Oh! i forgot to say but. the novels! I’d love to get.#about kyoshi and yangchen!#anyways shshshs I’m rambling lmao 😭😭 THANK YOOOUUUUU

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pbandjklmnop · 1 year

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The Owl House ending and shows to "replace" it:

WITHOUT SPOILERS...are we happy about how The Owl House ended? I haven't watched the final season/episode yet (prolonging it cuz I wish the show hadn't gotten cancelled). To those who watched: Do you feel it was a good, satisfactory ending?

Also, below other shows to watch that will fill the animated hole in your heart if you are a THO fan (*for shows still on air at the time of posting [04/11/23]):

- Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir*: Two teens in Paris have secret identities as superheroes and fight to ssave the city from villains. Very anime inspired, campy, and romantic.

- The Ghost & Molly McGee*: Molly and her family unknowingly move into a haunted house. Molly meets Ghost. Chaos ensues.

- Hamster & Gretel*: From the creators of Phineas and Ferb, a little girl and her pet hamster are secretly superheroes.

- Big City Greens*(same universe as THO and Amphibia): A family moves from the country to the city and has to navigate the culture shock. Slice of life, features divorced co-parents, a formerly incarcerated parent, very diverse.

-Star vs. the Forces of Evil: Magical girl meets human boy and they have wacky adventures when people from her realm and Earth collide.

- Gravity Falls: The OG of Disney's "animated shows full of great lore that's almost too deep and intense to just be for kids". Tale of twins who move to a mysterious town and spend the summer trying figure out the magical history of it.

-Amphibia (similar vibe/same universe as THO): Human girl gets transported to a magical world of anthropomorphic amphibians and has to find a way back home.

- Duck Tales (2017 reboot) or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2012 reboot)

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rrxnjun · 2 years

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HIIII i’m back <3 kinda, just have one more exam and i’m done hh i can’t wait to take a break from living the exam season’s special ultra hermit life

AHHH i love looking for alaska sm ?? one of the best books i’ve ever read gosh and turtles all the way down was so raw and personal it took me sooo manyyy business days to recover from that one. AND YESS dystopian is one of the lomls

OML YOU’RE GETTING INTO EXO yes they are just good, hard to skip, literally run on -34853 braincells etc etc. love them sm. ahjfg i literally check out baekhyun screaming compilations on youtube i’m SO not normal ab them. check this one out it hhh and this playboy is like one of those songs for me so that video made me go *SCREAMMMMMMMS INTO PILLOWW*

your bias is baekhyun and chanyeol AHHH 2/3 of the beagle line alr they’re not even the maknaes or anything but they’re so chaotic. literally every reality show they’ve been in so far is just them doing their thing and suho trying to get shit under control. OML AND SEHUN ?? is that a thing for aries men pattern i see lmao man is so sassy, has like the most iconic lines to rap andd is so memeable (NOT EVEN KIDDING HIS MEMES ARE USED SM IN KPOP FANDOMS)

also check out exo next door !! i saw it back when i was trying to get to know them better and it kinda helped bc IT’S LEGIT A KDRAMA WITH THEM BEING EXO. there’s like no plot and it’s just brainless romance w chanyeol as ml, kyungsoo as second ml and moon ga young as fl (typical love triangle no surprises kk) but it’s funny and i think you need to know ab this hehe (baekhyun on top sehun in the bottom and ykw that’s the got to be the weirdest thing i’ve typed out BYE)

YKJDF kyungsoo is funny when he’s not being a violent little dude 😭😭 so attractive tho. he’s the loml. period.

NAURR you missed prom ahh pandemic era was so bad. literally the worst. fun fact: my batch missed a v important set of final exams bc of covid jj but i’ll be writing it this year (2023) so it’s not like i’m missing anything 🤧 oh new uni?? IN A NEW PLACE AHHH i’m so proud of you bar <3 moving to a new place for uni sounds so hard i hope you settle down soon. AGHHHHHH i’m of 0 help when it comes to social interactions 😭😭 but !! i can listen.

no bc one of the first few thoughts that entered my brain after watching the yangynag cover was hjhk idt he knows how to play it tho lmao it’s like how ncit and that nct coding crew thing happened but they idt they actually code kfjg

also thoughts on 2 baddies NGL I FIND THE NAME 2 BADDIES HILARIOUS FOR SM REASON LIKE 2?? BADDIES?? REALLY ?? catchy song tho i haven’t checked the album yet hh

DONT GET ME STARTED ON THE DREAM CONCERT LIKE ID NEED AN AMBULANCE IF THEY DID SHIT LIKE THAT WATCHING ON A DUCKING SCREEN MADE ME GO KJFDGHDJKDFGH IMAGINE WATCHING IT LIVE OKAY THIS JUST FUELLED THE URGE TO SEE THEM LIVE I WANNA SEE THEM LIVE SO BAD AND DEAR DREAM :(((

andjenonyfwjusthappenedkfj “our jeno baby went to new york totally naked” so true jaemin (not complaining tho)

ily too stay safe <33 gosh i hope the move wasn’t too hard <3 just so you know i'm here if you need to vent

hello!!! im so sorry for replying late but i was at uni very very drained of all time and energy :( and when i finally opened this and went to answer, tumblr decided to crash when i was ending my answer so i lost all of it and it was very late in the evening and i had driving class the next morning so i just went to sleep DKFJAL hope you dont mind! also im hoping exam season is officially over for you and that you get to rest!!!!!

HELL YEAH IM GETTING INTO EXO (well, as much as i can w my schedule rn hahaha) I WATCHED BOTH OF THESE VIDEOS AND WHY DO I KNOW PLAYBOY? I KNOW MORE EXO SONGS THAN I THOUGHT I DID LMAO also baek screaming is a big fat mood i am like that too. him and chanyeol are so chaotic i lowkey think thats why i love them so much they just own my heart with their chaos <33 A THING FOR ARIES MEN IM SCREECHING to be honest i actually have a thing for fire and air signs in general (mainly leos, sagittariuses, aquariuses and geminis lmaoo) and none of my biases are earth/water signs if i dont count baek, ningning and beomgyu LOL but SEHUN IS SO MEMORABLE and i love his raps. i listened to the exo-sc album when it came out and its stuck in my head 24/7 and for some reason every time im driving, 1 billion views always gets stuck in my head LMAO

ill make sure to check out exo next door when i have the time and energy!! also the screenshot is so random WHY DID YOU THINK OF SENDING ME THIS DFJKDAL NOT SAYING I HATE IT BC I DONT BUT WHAT EVEN IS THAT AND WHY ARE THEY LIKE THAT DKFA

yes i missed prom but it was actually a good thing bc i hated my class lmaoooo. also yea! i moved last sunday,,, cried for three days straight and then when i came home yesterday i cried again. uni is so hard and im so lost and lonely and homesick and i hate everything about it. i wish i could come back home but,, i just gotta battle through it for the next approx. 3-5 years :DD

YANGYANG FOR SURE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO PLAY THE GUITAR HE LEGIT WASNT EVEN PRESSING DOWN THE STRINGS. INAAWSIA YY CANT RELATE...... /j also the ncit coding thing was so wild for me for some reason bc you could SEE that they dk what theyre doing. the only person that could have some clue was jungwoo but....i doubt it LMAO but also hyuck in those concept photos...............still thinking abt him tied up in those cords on the floor w that bloody lollipop in his mouth im-

2 baddies is the catchiest song there exists the title makes me crack the fuck up its so funny DJFKLA i love it tho!!!!! havent checked out the whole album yet but designer's been on repeat its so good!!!! if you listened already, tell me your faves and ill make sure to get to it soon so we can talk abt it :pp

THE DREAM CONCERT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA RENJUN IN THAT GLASS BOX? HYUCK? DEATH. I WANNA SEE THEM LIVE SO BAD AS WELL BUT >:( *cries in broke european*

also jaemin sending that message on bubble im crying TT he really clowned him for looking so good !!

the move indeed was harder than i expected. going back tomorrow (i come home every weekend:p) and i hate the thought already. its been...a wild ride but im going to a party on tuesday so i hope to make some friends or just to generally have some fun haha

i love you, hope life is gentle to you! be safe, stay healthy, have fun!! thanks for sending this and make sure to tell me how you are and whats new when you have time! xx

#💌ask #ni 🌱

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youvebeenlivingfictional · 3 years

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The Long Con Part Three

Previous Part | Masterlist | Next Part Pairing: Marcus Pike x Reader Rating: T Notes: I hope y’all had a good week! 💕 Warnings: Cursing; a little angst; mostly fluff tho Summary: When Marcus had first come to your lecture to ask for your help, he had been hesitant.

Over the course of the following week, you spent more time with Marcus - both on the phone and in person - for the sake of getting a little more comfortable with one another. But to your surprise, there really wasn’t much that needed to be eased into. You went over to his place a couple more times, and he surprised you by showing up at your office once. He even plopped himself down on your crummy little office couch with a stack of quizzes and an answer key while the two of you chatted.

You’d been stunned to find how easily conversation flowed between the two of you, beyond his work at the Bureau. Sure, the two of you talked about his work, but he liked to hear about yours, too - about the student that had come to you for help with her thesis on Han Van Meegeren; about the freshman in your Art History 101 class that had turned up reeking of weed and raised their hand to clarify that you were discussing Michelangelo the painter, not the Ninja Turtle. Now and again, though, as things quieted between the two of you, Marcus would remind you how grateful that he was that you were doing this - that you didn’t have to, that he owed you one. You’d always lightly wave him off, tell him you’d never been to Austin and were getting free cake out of it. Marcus told you about growing up in Austin, living there; the band he’d been in in college, playing bass and singing; he told you about his ex-wife and ex-fiancé, and that he hadn’t given up on love yet. You told him about the endless days that you had spent at museums and galleries as a child, taking tours and falling in love with art and history. He never pressed you for details about your grandmother, about how you were moved from place to place, about when and how you began to fence her work for her. With Marcus, those things really didn’t seem to matter. But you felt so safe with Marcus, so comfortable that, well— You would’ve told him, if he asked. -- When Marcus had first come to your lecture to ask for your help, he had been hesitant. When the two of you got off of the plane in Austin, he was downright nervous.

The two of you used the flight going over your story again, running through some of the particulars of the week’s schedule that you hadn’t gotten to go over the week before. You also began to ease into that casual PDA that you knew his family would expect from the two of you - holding hands intermittently, touching the other on the knee to draw the other’s attention: twice, he’d leaned over and murmured in your ear to comment on the show that the person sitting in front of you was watching; once, you’d reached out and brushed back a stray strand of hair that had come loose from his otherwise controlled coif.

He’d been a little uneasy as you’d gotten on the plane, and slightly jittery during the trip. It wasn’t a lengthy flight, so it didn’t take terribly long for his nerves to intensify. His leg had started bouncing somewhere over Atlanta. It hadn’t gotten any better as the plane had started to descend. What discomfort had triggered in Marcus was a hometown fact info-dump that you could never have seen coming. And god, it was some of the nerdiest shit that you’d ever heard. “You know this airport has one of the country’s longest commercial runways?” He told you as he hauled your suitcase off of the baggage carousel. “Really?” You asked teasingly. Marcus nodded, seeming to miss your tone as he lifted his own off of the carousel and set it down. “It used to be an old Air Force base, back in the— the 40′s? It actually opened to the public in, uh—1999 and—” “Hey,” You reached out, cupping his face to focus him. He went quiet, lips parted in surprise. You offered him a gentle smile. “It’s going to be fine,” You insisted. Marcus’ shoulders relaxed a little, and he turned his head, pressing a kiss to one of your palms. The feeling sent a wave of warmth through you, and you smiled, sweeping a thumb along his cheekbone before you let your hands fall away. You had to remind yourself that those little touches would be commonplace throughout the week.

“Before we get out there,” He said quietly. “Mm?” “I know I’ve said this before, but I really, really appreciate you doing this. I mean you didn’t have to, and… I wanna thank you for being here with me.” You felt your stomach flutter at his thanks, and you nodded. “Thank you for trusting me to be,” You returned. Marcus’ eyes searched your face for a moment, warm and kind, and the urge to hide bubbled up in your chest. You didn’t know what he was looking for, and you didn’t know if he would find it. “C’mon. We don’t wanna keep your mom waiting,” You added, taking hold of the handle of your suitcase. Marcus nodded, shifting his bag onto his arm and taking hold of your free hand. You intertwined your fingers, glancing up at him to make sure it was alright. He smiled, giving your hand a squeeze in turn. “How do you know so much about the airport, anyway?” You asked curiously. “Oh-- I’ve got a cousin that works here.” “You’ve got all the inside dirt, huh? I see how it is.” “Marky!” You heard crowed from a little ways away. “Marky?” You repeated quietly, glancing up at him, and grinning when you saw an embarrassed flush tipping his ears. “Do not start using that--” “Oh I’m so using it,” You laughed as the two of you approached the woman that had called out to him, “Gimme your bag,” You urged, gently untangling your hand from Marcus’ to take hold of his duffel so that he could hug his mother unencumbered. “Thanks-- Hey, mom,” Marcus grinned, embracing his mom. You grinned, watching the two of them, listening as the two chattered a little as they held to one another. He was nearly a head and a half taller than she was. “Is there someone you’d like to introduce me to?” She asked, peering at you around his arm. Marcus smiled, leaning away from her. “Yeah, there is. C’mere, sweetheart,” He murmured, holding a hand out to you. You felt yourself thrill a little, bashful as you ducked your head a bit. The two of you hadn’t discussed pet names, but ‘sweetheart’ sounded...so terribly dear coming out of that man’s mouth. You stepped closer to Marcus as he introduced you, passing his bag back when he gestured for it. “This is my mother, Jill Pike.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Pike,” You said lightly, holding your hand out to shake hers. “Call me Jill-- Oh, come here,” Jill laughed, tugging you in for a hug without a moment’s hesitation. Your brows rose at the tug, but you took the hug that was offered, smiling and laughing a little bit. “Jill-- it’s a pleasure to meet you. Marcus talks about you all the time.” “Oh,” Jill leaned away, holding you at arm’s length, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, too! I’ll admit Marky has been light on the details,” She shot Marcus a look, as he made careful study of his shoes. “Oh, ma’am, I’m afraid that’s my fault,” You cut in quickly, “I’ve been told I’m a little hard to pin down.” Jill’s brows rose. “Mark, this one is a firecracker! Where’d you two meet?” She asked, hooking her arm through yours and steering you toward the exit. “Work. She’s been kind enough to assist us on several cases. We’d be lost without her.” You shot Marcus a thankful smile over the top of Jill’s head as the two of you walked through the parking lot. “He’s being too sweet-- You guys’d be fine.” “No, not true,” Marcus volleyed back, “That break in the Rosepoint case? It would’ve taken us months to find that dealer-- and the forger.” “Weeks at best.” “You cut the time down, sweetheart, just-- Take the compliment,” Marcus pouted a little, and you rolled your eyes, smiling. “Well, I’m glad I could help.”

“You wanna sit up front?” Marcus offered, taking hold of your suitcase and lifting it into the trunk of his mom’s car.

“Why don’t you? Give you and your mom some extra face time before the week gets busy,” You said.

Jill smiled, giving your arm a light squeeze before letting go. Marcus rounded the car, opening the back door for you and pecking your cheek before you got in.

You’d been a little apprehensive when Marcus had told you that you’d be staying with his family for the duration of the visit. But apparently Marcus always stayed with his family when he went home now, and you didn’t want to further mess with the family dynamic. He’d reassured you that the house had room enough for you all to be comfortably situated. “My parents can be a little old-fashioned,” He’d warned, “You know-- unmarried couples can’t sleep together, that kinda thing, but the house has three bedrooms. I’ll be in my old room, and you’ll be bunking in Marnie’s with her massive canopy bed-- and her Air Supply poster.” You’d appreciated his reassurances. The two of you had certainly gotten more relaxed around one another in his apartment and your office, but it was one thing to be nearby one another. It was another entirely to share a bed. You felt your nerves roil up in you as Marcus and Jill chatted in the front seat. You contributed to the conversation a little, answered questions when they were asked of you, but said little else. You were careful not to use your phone for the duration of the car ride, not wanting to seem rude, or like you weren’t paying attention. As Jill pulled the car into the driveway of the house on the wooded hillside, you found yourself perking up a bit more, despite your trepidation. You noted Marcus glancing back to look at you, but couldn’t bring yourself to meet his eye as you tried to take in each new little detail. He and Jill were still chattering as the three of you got out of the car, but you bring yourself to contribute. You just couldn’t help stop yourself from looking around. You looked over the two-story home with exposed brick exterior and dark wooden door. You spotted someone peering out at you through the front window before hurrying away when you met their eyes. Marcus’ hand rested on your lower back as he murmured, “Are you alright?” In your ear. “You grew up here?” You asked, a little dazed. Moving around as much as you had, the places you’d stayed had never been any bigger than a two-bedroom apartment. You couldn’t imagine spending your whole childhood in a house— especially one as beautiful as this. “Yeah,” Marcus chuckled softly as he steered you up in the front walkway, “If you think this is nice, wait until you see the back porch.” “You have a porch?” “Oh, honey,” Jill laughed as she opened the front door, “We’ll have to get you down here more often.”

Marnie was a streak of dark hair and lanky limbs that launched herself at her brother with a squeal of excitement the second Marcus crossed the threshold. He dropped his hand from your back just in time to catch hold of her, clearly anticipating the charge. You smiled, taking a step to the side to give them adequate room as Marcus lightly rocked them side to side. “Do you have any siblings?” Jill asked softly as the two of you watched the reunion, the two chattering between one another. You shook your head a little bit, glancing over at Jill and smiling. “Do you?” “Five sisters. Imagine that bathroom when we were all late for school,” Jill laughed. You turned back as you heard Marcus say your name. “Oh, I know who she is,” Marnie waved Marcus off as she broke away from her brother, “Honestly, no name has puzzled me more since you told me that you were talking Shlomo Ziegler to prom.” “Was...Shlomo going with someone else?” You frowned. “There was no Shlomo Ziegler. He heard the name on an episode of the Golden Girls,” Jill explained. “Oh, honey,” You turned a sympathetic smile up at Marcus before taking a step closer to Marnie. Marnie had the same kind eyes that her brother did. Their noses were the same, too, but her cheekbones and lips were like her mother’s. She pulled you in the same way that Jill did, giving you a light squeeze before leaning back to get a better look. “It’s nice to meet you,” You smiled, “I’ve heard a lot about you-- About all of you.” And that was technically true. “I’ll grab your bag and run it up to Marnie’s old room,” Marcus reassured, resting his hand on your lower back. “Oooh,” Marnie cringed, glancing between the two of you, “I meant to mention, um-- I’m staying here this week.” Marcus froze, glancing between you and Marnie. “W-Why?” “Well, Hazel and I thought it would be kinda cute, you know, spending the week apart. Absence makes the heart grow fonder and stuff.” “So I’ll...Sleep... On the couch?” Marcus frowned. Jill waved him off. “Oh, you and your sweetheart can sleep in the same room. You’re all adults now, christssake,” She laughed, reaching up and pinching his cheek. You glanced back at him, raising a brow at his stunned expression. This was going to be an adjustment, but part of the reason you were down there with Marcus was to help him roll with the punches. He could only do that if you did. “Yeah, Marky,” You smiled, reassuring, “We’re all adults.” Tag list: @hufflepuffing-all-day-long ; @spideysimpossiblegirl ; @blueeyesatnight ; @elen-aranel ; @yespolkadotkitty ; @artsymaddie ; @phoenixhalliwell ; @lunaserenade ; @winniedaboo ; @empress-palpat1ne ; @randomness501 ; @nutmeg-20 ; @leonieb ; @the-feckless-wonder ; @lou-la-lou ; @captain-jebi ; @supernaturalgirl ; @naturenebula21 ; @evelynseventyr ; @giselatropicana ; @heatherbel ; @marydjarin ; @annathewitch ; @absurdthirst

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batarangsoundsdumb · 3 years

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yet another ask dump yeehaw!

do you ever think that jay's mother was one of those bitch who believes in horoscope and tarots and things like that and so he believes in these things too, or it is just me projecting?

sheila haywood took one look at jason's birthchart said 'nah this won't do' and left.

Wait, but what happens when the justice league does find out that Bruce and John fucked? Lmao it sounds like it would be hilarious, really, I don’t want a justice league that doesn’t make fun of Bruce for like his entire life.

barry runs out of the meeting immediately and comes back with an entire sti testing kit. diana fully seriously wants bruce to get tested while bruce is sitting there like 'come on guys, you're being ridiculous, i already checked twice'

john is standing in the corner clearly offended while bruce is just like 'don't even say anything, constantine, you fucked a shark'

tim was like "i'm drake now" and everyone was like ahh so your fursona is a dragon and tim was like pffffft no. ducks.

on the one hand, good for him, on the other hand, bro, how do you still have a secret identity when your superhero name is just your last name,,,,

Your fic on ao3 was GOLD PLEASE CONTINUE I loved Dinah's cameo btw ( @purple-vixen

thanks so much! i already continued but this ask is like 10 years old because i'm a notorious procrastinator (also yes! i love dinah so much aahhhhhhhhhhhh)

I've FINALLY been watching the Batman animated series and I gotta say, after watching "the gray ghost" I am CONVINCED that Batman is a closeted super hero geek who was 100% freaking out the first time he met Superman and is just REALLY good at hiding it.

bruce internally: holy fuck holy shit holy fuck holy shit holy fuck holy shit holy fuck holy shit holy fuck holy shit bruce externally: get out of my city, alien

AHHH ur multimedia fic is the only thing that brings me happiness anymore continue it forever pls

uhh thanks, but can't continue it forever because my attention span is that of a toddler on crack on a good day and i can't function without at least 10 things going on at the same time and music in the background

Oi, so I'm getting into dc and watching batman the animated series, and they use fruitcake a lot. Which I thought was very funny and wanted to share w you - Denilla

wait like fruitcake (food) or fruitcake (derogatory) ?

young justice 🤝 teen titans slut shaming batman

tim drake and dick grayson to their respective teams 'you guys stop it, that's my dad'

Happyhoganon: If an eighty year old Batman had fought crime in Gotham City for decades and the only threats to him and the city lately are a wheel chair bounded Penguin, your usual purse snatchers and a few con artists popping up every now and then, how well could the Dark Knight do in maintaining the peace in Gotham despite him being just somewhat fit to do that as an elderly man (which says A LOT given how old he is)

uhh he'll probably do what my grandpa does and that is ruthlessly prank them until they die of shame.

in the death in the family interactive movie there's an ending where Jason is tasked with raising Damian and he decides he's gonna raise Damian to take down the waynes and al ghuls which uh maybe isn't great BUT the idea of Jason raising Damian... PRICELESS. CHAOTIC. I just need more people to know about this :)

yes i saw that wow holy shit but jason would accidentally drop damian on his head one (1) hour in and jason just yeets him into the lazarus pit.

Headcanon: The Penguin has a really hard time fighting any of the Robins because of his avian obsession means there's always a small part of his mind that's like "Birb. Child. Protect" ( @subspacecadet )

as soon as dick becomes nightwing the penguin is like 'you know what, fuck this dude' and shoots at him.

Y'all talking about King Shark dating Constantine, let's not forget about John literally hooking up with Satan

listen there's a clear difference between monsterfucker and satanfucker in that king shark is literally a shark and satan still looks like a normal dude

Does everyone in Gotham think Batman is a teen dad?

everyone in gotham thinks batman has been around since gotham was founded, but they do think that bruce wayne is actually a teen father and dick grayson's biological dad.

why. why would you do that fancast when you know it will only hurt people

what? i loved my fancast it was really well done. i did it with good representation in mind and i really managed that with alfred pennyworth being ✨italian✨

Seeing james charles a jason gave me psychic damage how dare you i need to wash my eyes

well that's a you problem isn't it?

do you think dick grayson thirst tweets about nightwing just to annoy his family/cause problems on purpose in general?

he thinks nightwing is hot, next question.

holy jiminy cricket batman, its as cold as the good lords ass crack in here!!

i- what? this is why i don't fuck with english expressions it's way too goddamn weird

Brooooooo, your teen dad!Bruce au is soooo good. I've got brainrot.

Honestly if you ever write anymore, I'd read that shit twice. Sign me the fuck up. Good stuff, Good Stuff.

uh yeah i'm thinking about writing a fic, but i have exams coming up and i don't wanna fail because that would suck. but after i'll certainly be writing more tho

your teen dad AU is so great! bruce acting like a big brother for all of like a week before he's telling everyone about his son. what if in the AU dick meets the JL because they need to rescue him? maybe he's in trouble/kidnapped at a gala and bruce starts calling for JL. clark finds him and has to fly with dick to bring him home - that's how dick and clark meet and superman becomes dick's fave hero. he goes around the manor thinking he can fly with a red blanket draped around him like a cape.

actually- if you want a young dad! bruce fic with like that kinda stuff(just with damian) go check uhh- in for a penny by cdelphiki. it's really good and bruce is like 24/25-ish. (and dick's there!!!)

This account has solely convinced me that Tim is a trash goblin ( @hamilcat-and-magic-turtle )

because he is. that boy has slept in dumpsters on multiple occasions even if he is the son of a billionaire.

Okay but when you said victory dance I did think of the whole justice league defeating the big bad and then they all start flossing

well that's exactly what hal jordan does and that's why batman uses a gun now. no but the victory dance in my opinion is like the 'we're all in this together' dance from high school musical.

The horrors in Invincible s1 was nothing compared to the comics, I cant wait for s2

oh well okay, i mean i personally react to horror and violence by laughing awkwardly so i can't wait to be called a monster for accidentally laughing at a mass murder.

I'm currently watching Batman: The Brave and The Bold and- Bruce is just talking about Oliver like he's an old love (@nightwings-kid)

okay im going to watch that lmao that's totally and completely in character for him tho.

The invincible comic is like super gratuitous with its violence so much so I'm shocked the show was able to adapt it in a faithful way! Anyway had the show been live action it absolutely wouldn't have the same impact as it does as an animated show and I'm so glad so many people agree with me on that

also because a live action casting would've been like uhh amanda stenberg for amber, the dude- the guy from the supernatural but with a mustache for omni-man, and scarlet johanssen for debbie grayson

Debbie grayson is a milf, yes. You're welcome for the invincible propoganda, now you can questions your life. Bruce def seems like the perfect father next to Omni-man. Like they really took a rip off justice league and I was like well, now I'm attached even tho I was like hah I know who they're supposed to be. And then bam- death gore death gore gore gore sad Mark grayson just had to have daddy issues. Why does every character have daddy issues. I'm sick of the attacks

because daddy issues make a person arguably funnier, that's why i'm not even remotely funny (haha good dad flex). i liked that it was dark contextually, but not in the colouring, bc i hate when it's like 'uh yeah graphic murder and now a shot so dark you have to sit in a dark room and squint at the screen to faintly see the characters. (like dcau ugh)

About the Wayne insurance, for a moment I thought you would put the video with moans over the waves.

i mean- i could've done that, but rick rolling seemed more family friendly.

Its the first time in forever that im surpise rickrolled, i usually expect it. Congratulations (i really should know better this is tumblr)

i get rickrolled so often but i actually like the song so i dont really give a fuck

Actually, my information about Damian and John's kids is outdated because it was revealed that the old men telling the kids stories about the Supersons were actually Jon and Damian the whole time. I was blinded by my thirst for Grandpa!Bruce Wayne but I was wrong... I liked my version better, tbh (@artemisa97)

fair enough. but i'd honestly like to see damian and jon getting together, just because it's a really fun dynamic and their friendship was really cute when they were kids. (also idk maybe it would be nice to have one (1) main batfam/superfam character that's not cishet)

How am i JUST finding your blog skdskfkd you're so fucking funny and ur takes are hot

i thought u were calling me hot :( but youre not :( crime detected (but lmao thanks)

So I have depression and I swear that your memes are one of the few things that have made me laugh so thank you 💛🥺 (@katekanebadass)

aw you're welcome, and i hope you're doing okay!

The metropolis memes are so funny, I love them 💀😌

i think metropolis is also so fucking funny it deserves more attention imagine having your entire police force being upstaged by an alien from kansas and his kids

as an american i feel your complete lack of knowledge of us geography is just so sexy (platonic) ❤️

thanks so much (i also don't know any other geography, i'm not kidding, like you can tell me you're from hungary and it will just blank, there will be nothing that comes to mind)

In the DC universe they don't say "Can't have shit in Detroit" they say "Can't have shit in Gotham"

this just reminds me of that guy whose porch got stolen like the steps to his door, and i'm thinking of people living in gotham and waking up without a front door and going "can't have shit in gotham"

honestly all i know about chicago is the bean, so. what would gotham's famous sculpture be?

gigantic gargoyle statue in front of one of the police precincts because a villain thought it was a smart way to keep the police inside, but it's too heavy to move.

why tf do people go on about how batman "works alone" or how he's the "lone wolf" when he like 38290202 members in his family

bc people think it's cool that a grown man in his 30s has no friends or family instead of calling it what it is (sad)

Bruce is gotham's sugar daddy

why would say something so controversial yet so brave.

my favorite batfamily fanfictions are the ones where they use their shitty codenames, unironically, in any context

dick: gerard way are you in position, gerard way are you in position

tim: for the last fucking time, my codename is 'totally not count olaf' this week, abbafan 3000

dick: shut up my codename isn't 'abbafan 3000'

dick: it's 'abbafan number 1' and you know it

I have a feeling Tim drake is ur favourite batfamily member but okay u don't have favs if u say so ok

i mean he is, i won't deny it. but i love each and every one of the batfam just the same, i just have a weak spot for short dumbass nerds, because i'm a short dumbass nerd.

Omg i fuckin love boy meets world too fam shsjkfk

bro boy meets world was the shit!!! it was just fire and awesome and so fucking great like bro. it was so good im not even going to be accepting criticism

you know I find the whole "joker completes batman" thing a bit disgusting considering the horrendous stuff the batfamily went through because of the joker and let's not get started on the "joker has a point" thing like yeah he's this cool complex villain but he's absolutely batshit crazy

like yes! i get what you mean the joker just fucking sucks man he doesn't do shit for batman's character or the batfam he's literally just annoying as fuck. like the joker has a point' shit is so stupid. i will accept 'magneto was right' because he fucking was and i think he didn't do anything wrong, but joker? he's just like that. he's not even cool and complex he's just a weirdo with a bleach kink at this point.

ALSO YOUR RACISM POST- SO TRUE BESTIE

thanks bestie, i'm glad you agree.

in today's essay of why I think cass should become batman- I was thinking Tim would probably be the most efficient batman in many ways but I also think he wouldn't want to be batman tbh none of the batfamily members would want to be batman because they're trying to outgrow him but cass is the one who wants to represent the symbol that is batman

absofuckinglutely i will say it again and again that cass represents the batsymbol more than anyone in the batfam, in batgirl (2000) she literally didn't care about anything else than bruce's oath to not kill, she thought the batsymbol was more important than anything in gotham. she's just an excellent character because her motivation to not kill is not 'i'm scared i can't come back from it' or 'well my dad says no murder so i'll go along with it' but that she's killed somebody as a young child and she never wants to kill a human ever again and that's so fucking beautiful for a new batman like yes.

need more cass, duke and tim inclusion in gothamite memes

yes yes, a tall order of cass, duke and tim coming up in 1-14 business days

oldest to youngest batfam members cus I'm confused as shit

okay order of being taken in: dick, jason, tim, cass, damian, duke order of age: alfred, bruce, dick, cass, jason, tim, duke, damian (though cass and jason are around the same age general consensus is that cass is a little older)

I'm so confused Steph is a redhead?? like how was it that hard to get this right? the source material is literally right there and free

cw is jared, 19

do you receive anon hate? if so, how do you deal with it

uh no, i'm not remotely popular enough to get anon hate and i also don't say a lot of things that would attract anon hate, but i do send anon hate to @the-real-peter-parker because he forgot about the specialists from winx club

Wait how many languages do you speak??

uhh- 5 if you include latin, but that's a dead language and i'm really bad at it. but english, my native language, german, and french also, tho german and french not fluently.

You can mix aguaepanela with aguardiente 😈 and is tasty

okay but now i'm curious if the liquor deserves the 😈 emoji or if that's a you problem. but i googled it and it looks like something you'd take one sip of and then not remember the rest of your evening.

#i love all of you guys so much thanks for all these asks #some of these are literally from march but fuck it #the day tumblr puts dates next to anon messages is the day i close my inbox crawl into a hole and die #it's such a basic task to answer asks but i don't want to bother anyone with asks clogging up their timeline #and if i don't have a funny or good answer i'm like 'uhh okay won't answer it now then'#so this is for you #also i deleted a few asks because it gives me mental pain to see my inbox go over 50 and it's almost at 100 #i was complaining about having too many asks to the-real-peter-parker like months ago and then i had 45 asks in my inbox #now it's amassed to going over 100 twice #but no i love all of you and you're great and you're all fantastic and i lvoe you #muchos kiss kiss #kiss kiss for my kiddies lvoe you #invincible spoilers #dc #dcu #dc comics #ask #anon #bataranswers #i really wanna try aguapanela now i'm gonna see if i can find panela somewhere and review it for you babes #uh yeah that's it #muchos gracias for all your questions babes

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dahliax · 4 years

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Goddess of the Sun

Chapter Two

Description : Zuko x oc Dahila, Goddess of the Sun who was sent by the spirits crosses paths with Ursa, who changes her life forever.

Note : I started this fanfic for fun but now I like it. I haven’t posted fanfic in years but I thought it would be fun to start again. It’s obviously not amazing but I’m hoping to improve with practice. I’m also open to requests in my ask box preferably just Female!Reader x Zuko or Sokka (fluff, smut, oneshots, and headcannons are welcome). Right now I’m character building for the first few chapters soon we will get to the good parts :) Let me know what you think so far! 🌸 (im real soft so pls try not to be too mean)

Warnings : fluff, angst, eventual smut (in aged up chapters).

꧁𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑂𝑛𝑒꧂

꧁𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑜꧂

꧁𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒꧂ Coming Soon

10 years later

“But Zuko, what if I want to be the hero this time!?” Dahlia’s voice echoed through the palace gardens.

With a sigh Zuko turns “I guess you can play the hero this time. But I am NOT playing the princess,” Zuko finally said yes to the little girl standing in-front of him. She gasped and squealed and ran as fast as she could to give her best friend a big hug.

“Yay! But who will play the princess?”

“I will”

Dahlia and Zuko turned around to see where the voice was coming from. Azula.

Dahlia’s stomach dropped. Azula never played fair and someone always got hurt by the time she was ready to quit playing. “Zuko, maybe we should just play with the turtle ducks,” Dahlia whispered so only Zuko can hear but she was wrong. “Well it would only make sense.. I am a princess in real life.. I would be perfect for the role!” Azula slyly slips closer to them igniting the fear in Dahlia she was all too used to here at the palace.

“Okay then I can play the villain!” Zuko faked being excited. He shot Dahlia a soft look seeing in her eyes that she was scared. He hated seeing her this way, she was his best friend after all. This always made Azula jealous seeing her brother constantly playing with Dahlia instead of her like Ty Lee and Mai. Azula knew there was something off about Dahlia, why would her mother bring a random peasant baby into the palace? This made Azula’s blood boil even hotter, mapping out her attack plan quicker than Dahlia could even blink. She’s been dealing with this for too long. She had to end Dahlia.

Azula smirked and pushed out a huge ball of fire at Zuko and Dahlia. Zuko’s heart stopped, “hey! You know we don’t use fire outside of training and around Dahlia you know it’s not fair!” Zuko squeaked after diverting the fire. Dahlia’s heart sank, another reminder that she could never stand a chance against Azula without bending.

“Well Dahlia, you wanted to be the hero, now be one” Azula’s words were like venom in Dahlia’s heart, everyone knew she couldn’t stand a chance. “Don’t hurt anyone Azula” Zuko said lowly. “Now what makes you think I’d do that Zuzu? It’s just a friendly game” Azula smirked and threw another fireball at the two children. It was always fun and games until Azula showed up. Zuko diffused the fireball while Dahlia ducked only to see Mai and Ty Lee coming through the entrance of the gardens. She was in big trouble now.

Zuko was trying to make a plan in his head. But he knew he wasn’t as strong as Azula, she was so much farther in training than him. Before Zuko could think another thought Azula sent another blast knocking Dahlia and Zuko on their butts.

“Guards! Arrest this man!” Azula yelled at Ty Lee and Mai. They ran to Zuko before he could get up and wrapped his wrists with Mai’s hair ribbon. A blush crept up on Zuko’s face from Mai’s touch, he had a crush on her. Dahlia watched, she felt so helpless. The boy she had a crush on was entranced by another girl and her bully was standing right in-front of her waiting to attack.

Deep in Dahlia’s heart she’d hope Azula would show mercy to the little girl sitting there with tears welling up in her eyes. She had no way out. And Azula never showed mercy, she seen it as weakness. And as soon as Zuko looked over from Mai’s eyes a crack of lightning came from the sky and the most disturbing scream rang in Zuko’s ear drums.

Everyone’s heart stopped. But Dahlia continued screaming. Tears immediately hit Zuko’s eyes.

“Finally! My best move yet! Daddy will be so proud” Azula squealed and kicked Dahlia over on her side. Zuko was almost positive she was dead. There’s no way a regular 10 year old could survive but somehow she was still screaming. The fire in Zuko’s heart made him see red and he immediately destroyed the ribbon around his wrists, running over to Dahlia and cradling her head in his small hands.

“Dahlia are you okay?” Zuko managed to speak even though he could barely hear himself. Dahlia thrashed in pain, blood trickling out of her side. Zuko noticed the lighting marks crawling up her hip under the destroyed part of her kimono. His heart sank. She’d have this scar forever if she survives. Soon they could hear frantic foot steps coming from inside the palace. Zuko pushes up from his feet fuming, “Why would you do this?!”

“Azula!” Iroh and Ursa scream in unison seeing Azula above Dahlia giggling. “Look mom you’re going to be so proud! I can use lightening now!” Azula smirked brightly but Iroh and Ursa were less than impressed. Iroh had been visiting and Ursa wanted the kids to be on their best behavior but obviously Azula couldn’t let that get in the way of her plan.

“Get the healers immediately and prepare the royal hospital room,” Ursa quickly said to the guards. “The royal hospital room? She’s a peasant!” the guard talked back. Iroh’s eyes widened, “I don’t think it’s your place to be questioning her royal highness in such a situation. Now go.” Iroh said coldly. Ursa ran to the children trying to ignore the tears threatening to spill over. To say the least Dahlia was the daughter Ursa wished Azula was.

“Azula. Go see your father.“ Ursa had enough of Azula’s antics. And everyone knew if Ursa sent anyone to Ozai that they were in big trouble.

ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

Dahlia’s eyes finally fluttered open to see Ursa sleeping on the chair aside her. Dahlia panicked, she didn’t recognize where she was. Her eyes adjusted to see its the royal hospital room. She grabbed Ursa’s hand startling her awake. Tears lining Dahlia’s eyes as she remembered what happened. “I-I” she could barely speak, her throat felt like it was on fire from screaming, “I tho-thought I was going to die” she finally said with tears flowing down her cheeks like a waterfall. Ursa pulled her into a gentle hug minding her wounded side. “You’re safe now darling, I promise” she croaked out exhausted from crying and all the emotions the day brought.

ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

“You know Zuko would like to see you,” Iroh says to Dahlia while she scans the book he brought for her to read during recovery. “Oh no Iroh.. I look so terrible right now” the redness in her cheeks told Iroh all he needed to know. “Don’t worry ladybug, he told me he thought you’re the most beautiful girl in the palace” he said in hopes to lift her spirits. Somehow Dahlia’s face got even redder, “You’re only saying that to be nice” she said as she crossed her arms.

“Well he’s got a present waiting for you and I’m sure you’d like to see what it is,” Iroh teased. “That might be true but I know he doesn’t think I’m the most beautiful girl in the palace” she said stubbornly. Iroh chuckled, “How are you so sure?” he says challenging her stubbornness as usual. “He told me he likes Mai and that Ozai thought it was a good idea”

Iroh sighed, realizing how quickly these kids were growing up now that Ozai was preparing a wife to marry off to his son when he turns 18. He knew Ursa would have none of it. But now Iroh was confused, Zuko really did tell him that he thought she was the most beautiful girl in the palace. “I’m not lying to you Dahlia, I’m not sure why he would change his mind” but they both knew why. Even if he chose Dahlia the nation believes she’s a simple peasant with no bending abilities who just got lucky. But Iroh knew one day the secret would come out.

“Ladybug, how things are now are not how they will always be. Your destiny is your own not Ozai or Azula can change it. Now, would you like some jasmine tea?” He says getting up to grab the pot. “Yes please! Can you mix the camomile in?” she says excitedly. “Zuko will be out of training soon. I told him to stop by” Iroh said and Dahlia just let out a loud huff, too tired to argue any further.

ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

"Zuko! You're in luck..the tea just finished..How was training?” Iroh said getting the cups ready for them “Fine I guess. It’s weird not having Azula there though,”

Dahlia almost questioned why Azula wasn’t there but then she saw that Zuko was hiding something behind his back. A blush rose to her cheeks. ‘He really did bring me something’ she thought. Iroh nodded at Zuko and said, “Oh I must have forgotten my cup. Excuse me for a moment.”

Dahlia wanted to crawl in a hole. She knew Iroh did that on purpose.

“So how are you feeling?” Zuko said walking closer to the hospital bed. “Fine I guess. I can’t walk yet.” she said sadly which made Zuko feel a pain in his heart. “I’m sorry I didn’t do better. I failed at protecting you. But I hope these fire lilies make you feel better” he said sweetly. Dahlia’s jaw dropped, the only place you can get pink fire lilies near the palace was to hike the the Eagle’s Volcano. Her lack of response made Zuko falter, “Do you hate them? I-I’m sorry it was stupid-“ “No no! I love them! They’re perfect..” she trails off admiring their rare color.

Zuko was feeling pretty used to rejection. All the gifts he got for Mai she hated. He was tired of trying to impress her for his father even if he had a tiny crush on her because he had a bigger, deeper crush on Dahlia that’s been lingering in his heart for as long as he could remember. She was the most beautiful, fun girl he knew and now that he was alone with her he was going to do something about it.

“You know where they would look perfect?” he said touching the soft petals “Where?” she replied looking into his honey filled eyes as he pulled a flower out of the bouquet. “In your hair,” he said as he pushed her hair behind her ear and placed the flower in her long brown hair. Just as she relaxed into Zuko’s touch, the door opened. “I brought an extra guest for tea, I hope you don’t mind” Iroh announces as Ursa follows in behind him.

The smiles on their faces were priceless, they knew exactly what was going on. “Well don’t you look just like a beautiful doll,” Ursa gushed and pressed a kiss to both the children’s heads. Both of them blushing like mad.

I hope you guys liked this chapter!! idk how I feel about it yet! Requests are open! I wanted to let everybody know that any suggestions are welcome!! Totally helps out when I get overwhelmed with ideas!!

Taglist: @darkskin-buttercup @marvels-gurl @haylaansmi

#zuko x you #zuko fanfic #zuko imagine #zuko smut #prince zuko fanfic #zuko x y/n #prince zuko smut #zuko fluff #zuko x reader #atla x reader smut #atla x reader #avatar fanfiction #avatar imagine

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jajanvm-imbi · 2 years

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Alright it's almost Hispanic Heritage month again yall. Here's a list of Animated characters that I, a Latina, cried over when I found out they were Latin American

For clarification, "Found out" means, having no previous knowledge of said characters and within the context of the show/movie they are confirmed Latin American.

(From the perspective of a Costa Rican 🇨🇷 specifically)

The entire Madgrial Family (Encanto)

The moment I saw the teaser trailer for Encanto I started crying. I was so BEYOND EXCITED to see real, true, positive beautiful Latin American representation in a Disney movie. I'm not even Colombian but seeing something like this become so popular made me so happy. Being able to fully understand "Dos Orugitas" in Spanish just hits so different, its not the same in English. It's such a beautiful step for Latin American representation, and I'm so excited to see what comes next for us. (Still holding out for my Latina Disney princess tho. And no, Elena doesn't count) I've also been told I look just like Mirabel and seeing a character that looks like me in a Disney movie just made my heart soar.

Luz Noceda (The Owl House)

Bruh a bisexual Latina with mommy issues AND she's bilingual??? She's just like me fr.

Lance McClain (V*ltron Legendary Defender)

He was my absolute favorite character in V*ltron and I will NEVER forgive them for ruining his arc and making him sad forever. He deserved a happy ending. He's NOT "just a boy from Cuba", he's so important and lovely.

Miles Morales (Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse)

I'm not a comic book reader, so Into the Spiderverse was the first time I met Miles. Finding out he was Afro Latino made me heart soar. He's a sweet boy, such a good character in the movie, and definitely deserved the Oscar. Can't wait for the sequel.

Claire Nuñez (Tales of Arcadia)

Claire is literally such a badass. She's amazing, an amazing character, her story with Jim is beautiful. Love it when she's speaks Spanish. 10/10 character (Watch Tales of Arcadia it's really good)

Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera (Ducktales 2017)

King of my heart. Wholesome dork. Voiced by Lin Manuel Miranda.

Gosalyn Mallard (Ducktales 2017)

What I literal icon. I really really REALLY hope that the rumored Darkwing Duck reboot uses the DT 2017 versions of the DW characters cause this Gosalyn is a QUEEN

Hector Nieves Aka: Hi-Five (Glitch Techs)

Glitch techs was such a cute show it deserved to keep running. Screw Nickelodeon for canceling it just as it was starting to get interesting. Anyway this dork is adorable. Bilingual gamer king.

Troy Sandoval (Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts)

Hi this cutie patootie is a literal king. He and Benson are so cute together. (GO WATCH KIPO AND THE AGE OF WONDERBEASTS ON NETFLIX I PROMISE YOU'LL LOVE IT)

Honorable Mentions:

(From top to bottom, left to right. Tumblr only allows 10 images at a time so I had to combine them)

• Señor Hueso and Capitan Piel, who together make the icon Don Suave (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2018):

I literally laugh my ass off whenever I watch the episode "Hidden City Job" and they do the whole Don Suave bit. Like it's so over the top yet accurate to telenovela characters that I can't help but laugh every time. When they first introduced Capitan Piel, I instantly laughed so hard before they even translated it because they did the whole Skin and Bones bit and I just thought it was so clever. 10/10 duo I'd love to see more of them. (GO WATCH ROTTMNT PLEASE THEY NEED ALL THE SUPPORT THEY CAN GET IF THEY WANT A SEASON 3)

• Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel)

People were giving Vivziepop shit accusing her of making Vaggie the "angry Latina stereotype) and I couldn't disagree more. Vaggie is perfectly fine as a character, and I can't wait to see what they do with her in the official Hazbin Hotel series!!

• Isabella Garcia-Shapiro (Phineas and Ferb)

Phineas and Ferb was the first fandoms I was ever in, and Isabella holds such a special place in my heart. Love her to pieces

• Marco Diaz (Star vs. The Forces of Evil)

Svtfoe was also one of the first fandoms I was in, so seeing one of the leads be portrayed as Mexican made 12 year old me so happy.

• Miguel Rivera (Coco)

Coco is such a beautiful movie, and I ONLY watch it in Spanish. Miguel is such a sweet and special boy, he really brought the joy of music back into his family.

• Soos (Jesus) Alzamirano Ramirez

Gravity Falls was ALSO one of the first fandoms I was in (PnF, GF, and Svtfoe were my main 3 for a time), and finding out this loveable goof was Latino made me really happy

• Princess Elena Castillo Flores

Now she may not be an official Disney princess (she doesn't meet all the requirements to be part of the franchise) but that doesn't mean she isn't excellent representation for young children. Although the show doesn't represent one specific Latin American country/culture, the show does have bits and pieces of many different LatAm cultures, and even some indigenous inspiration here and there with all the mythology aspects. It isn't perfect, but I do still appreciate Elena's presence in Disney.

Happy Hispanic Heritage Month everyone!!!

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slyfangz · 3 years

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Do you have any headcanons regarding Sly or his family? I have loads. Mainly that Sly had an interest in ballet, which he keeps a secret despite owning a leotard, tights and ballet shoes. Also that bisexuality is a recurring trait among the Cooper family. I do have more about some of his ancestors but they are almost too long to mention here (character limits and all that) what about you? Do you have any Sly Cooper headcanons of your own?

i do, yes! though i’ll be honest, this post would be a million miles long if i were to compile them all right here. i wanna make a few headcanon posts in the future once i can really organize my thoughts, but i’ll share a few right here (they’re mostly sly):

- sly is an ftm trans man and wears a binder until the end of sly 3, where after faking amnesia he finally books a top surgery appointment and uses the money from the vault to pay for it

- the entire gang likes fish, and when ordering takeout, will get their own meals but will also get something with fish to share. i think murray would like fried catfish, sly would like salmon, and bentley is more of a shellfish person and would like shrimp and mussels

- young sly used to live in a ranch house with a farm in a more southern and rural area, and would help his dad take care of their various animals (chickens, ducks, goats, a few horses, maybe a barn cat or two)

- despite being more of a hacker, bentley really likes doing various science experiments in the safehouse and likes studying biology. his favorite animals are sea turtles and sharks

i like the idea of sly doing ballet too!! i think he’d also love doing yoga and gymnastics, and would just try to do as much as possible to keep himself flexible and fluid. lots of stretching and drinking water and trying to keep himself in the best shape that he can. sometimes he and murray do some sparring too

as far as the ancestors go, i have a lot of ideas too! they’re fun to brainstorm about though, especially if you do some research on their time period or culture and try to tie that into their character. making ancestor ocs (fancestors?) is really fun too, and i have a few concepts of them 👀👀 i really like to think that rioichis mom was an albino raccoon named lotus, and she was super cutthroat and strict and taught rioichi everything she knew about being a ninja. i haven’t drawn her or finalized her design quite yet tho

#asks #long post

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cuddlycolby · 6 years

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Sick Day - Colby Brock Imagine

POV: Second person (Y/N)

Word count: 2066

A/N: Here is more fluffy Colby... got this idea from watching one of his old videos when he had a cold and was losing his voice, and it was honestly just so cute.

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****

Colby: Babe

I feel like shit

Like stuffy and my stomach blahhh

You: Aww baby I’m sorry :(

Colby: Do you have to work today?

You stare at his message, knowing he wants you to come over. You did have a morning shift at Target and you’re about to clock in, but it does pain your heart that he’s not feeling well and probably alone right now.

“Are you okay, Y/N?”

You look away from your phone screen and at, Sally, one of your managers. “The boyfriend isn’t feeling well.”

Your phone vibrates, so you look back down to see another message from him.

Colby: Please come overrr

I really want you around.

“And now he’s begging me to come over.” You turn a slightly devilish smile on Sally. “Could I possibly...not work today?”

She shoots you a look.

You sigh a little and punch your four digit code into the monitor. “Yeah, I know.”

You: Sorry, Colby Jack, I just started my shift

I’ll be over right after

Colby: 😭😭

THATS SO LONG THO

You: I’m sorry!!!

But guess what??

Colby: ...Not sure I wanna know but what?

You: I LOVE YOU BUNCHES BABY😘😘

With all of my cold dark heart that you opened and warmed up

Colby: Stop playing cute with MEE!!

You: I don’t play cute?

Colby: Right and I haven’t looked the same for ten years straight.

Fucking walrus over here.

You: Shush

Stay wrapped up in your bed and watch something until I get there

Colby: Am I allowed to go pee or poop?

You: No, Colby..you can’t do any bodily functions

Colby: Get ready to have to clean up some shitty boxers then

You: Not the worse thing I’ve ever had to clean up 🤷😂

“Y/N, no phones out and get over to your area. More shirts and tanks need to be added in the women’s department.” Sally ordered from behind you.

You hold up a finger. “Okay, I swear I’ll head over, just one more quick message.”

You: I gotta go. Stay warm and drink some fluids, okay? I’ll be there before you know it❤

Colby: Fine. I love you too btw❤

You smile, but it quickly fades when you see the wrath Sally is about to unleash and you pocket your phone before heading over to the women’s department.

***

“Brockster?” You call as you enter the mansion, carrying a plastic bag of some sick essentials; the boys never have any of it.

You head straight upstairs and can hear him grunting and whining until you open his bedroom door. Then he flops around from facing the wall and sits up with disheveled hair and a smile.

“You’re here!” His voice was definitely nasally, and he was losing it. But it was kind of adorable and made your heart ache with happiness.

You bite your lip to stop from laughing too hard at how cute he is being and looks right now. You hold up the bag that had sinus congestion relief, pain reliever, orange juice, sprite, chicken noodle soup, and saltine crackers in it and set it down on his desk. “Of course, baby. I brought some essentials.”

You walk over to feel his forehead with the back of your hand. “How are you feeling?”

He moans momentarily, then sniffles. “Better now that you’re here.”

All you do is roll your eyes before turning around to hide the pink in your cheeks. You grab the DayQuil sinus congestion relief from two Day&Night pack you bought and pour some of it into the clear small measuring cap it came with.

“Here, this should help with the sinus. I don’t understand how you guys never have any in this damn house.”

He swigs it down, cringing, and he sticks his tongue out as he squeezes his eyes shut and shakes his head. “AHH!” He hands it back, coughing into his other hand. “Thanks, baby. Hey, ask the other girl who lives here why we don’t.”

You shoot him a raised eyebrow look and he hides his face into his hands, then looks up at you with sorrowful eyes. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. Really, all of us guys are just bad at being prepared for this. We believe in the ‘sucking it up’.”

“I know, and it’s stupid.” You reach out to ruffle up his hair some more and he grabs your wrist to pull you down into his lap. He pretends to try and kiss you. “That was until we all got girlfriends. I love you, baby.”

You fight him a little with a small laugh. “That’s sweet and I love you too, but Colby Jack don’t kiss me. I don’t want to get sick.”

He laughs and only tries more. “Does that mean you won’t lay with me?” He was giving the biggest puppy dog eyes ever and jutted out his bottom lip.

“Why you gotta pull out the puppy dog eyes, bro?”

He gasped and set a hand on his bare chest. “Why you gotta pull out the bro, bro? You know, every time you say it, it makes me feel a little less like your boyfriend and little more like just a friend.”

You roll your eyes, which makes him lightly lick his lips and smile, his tongue slightly sticking out between his teeth and he giggles. “I’m joking. It’s hot when you say bro.”

“Shut up.” You start to head out of the room to go to the bathroom.

“Hey, hey, hey!” You look over to see him stretching his arms out towards you, wiggling his fingers.

“Yeah?”

“Where you going?”

“To the bathroom. I gotta pee.”

“Oh.” He flops arms back down on the bed. “Pleeeaaase don’t be gone too long, okay?”

You shake your head. “I won’t be, you newb.”

***

“Hey guys!” Colby shouts, causing his voice to crack, into his phone. “Guess who is the best girlfriend on this planet? Yes, I want you to actually guess, comment on my most recent... Here’s some hints. She’s beautiful, has great music taste...takes care of me when I’m sick..” You look over at him and he smiles bigger. “She calls me bro, brosky, brockster, Colby Jack, aaaand she’s sitting right here!”

“Colby, stop!” You groan into a laugh.

He pulls his phone away with a hoarse laugh, wipes under his nose, and coughs shortly. “I’m posting that on the story.”

You don’t even bat an eye. He posts the most random shit on his Instagram story, and since he’s been open about your relationship, you show up or get a mention at least once every other day.

He sighs heavily and rolls back onto stomach, but so he could rest an arm over your lap. “I could take a nap.”

“You literally just took one.” You reply. “You were out so hard I was able to draw a duck and turtle on your back with a sharpie.”

His eyes shot open. “You did what?”

You shake your head and look back at your phone. “Nothing.”

“I don’t believe you for one second.” He actually gets out of the bed and hurries to the bathroom that has all the mirrors as walls. “Y/N! Why the fuck-?”

You bust out laughing and don’t say anything.

He comes back into the bedroom, his jaw dropped, but he’s amused. “You think you’re so funny. Prank wars are over, babe, but I’m not afraid to start one with you because I distinctly remember me winning.” He crawls onto the bed and places himself back where he was.

You play with his hair now and bite your bottom lip. “I think we know the real reason why you won those.” He looks up at you as you point to yourself and mouth “me”.

He pretends to be offended. “Not true!” He cracks out and clears his throat. “Not true.”

“Hmm...a majority of the pranks I thought up of that you used got all of the boys at once, every time, and got the most views. Like filling all of their individual shampoos with mayonnaise, play-doh gum, using bungee cords to connect all the door handles to their closet doors so they couldn’t get in their rooms, period blood fakeout, edible makeup.. Do I need to say more?”

“Damn,” he smiles like a goof, his eyes being the most blue they have all day, and moves to kiss your hip, “I forgot how savage you were with helping in that. I kind of miss us pranking them together.”

You smirk lightly. “I’d say we could do another idea I have, but I do not want us to start another prank war.”

Deviousness fills Colby’s features and he sits up. “Let’s do it.”

“Did you hear anything after I said that I had an idea?” You cock a brow, reaching for a saltine cracker to munch on.

“Come on, babe.”

You groan. “I’m warning you, it’s gonna start something.”

Colby smiles wider and hops out of bed. “What is it?”

***

You carefully watch from the window in the backyard as Aaron walks inside, whistling some tune to himself. Perfect, everyone is back now. As far as they know, you’re not here.

“Water balloons ready?” You look back at Colby, still wearing only boxers and a pair of baggy joggers, and notice him shivering a little. Yes, it’s the middle of the summer in LA, but he’s sick; you advise he wear a top of some sort, yet he didn’t listen.

He nods. “Yup.”

You help carry the balloons up to the roof of the shed they had and where you built a makeshift slingshot launcher. Colby helps hike you up there on his shoulders. You test one of the balloons on it to make sure it works and watch as it flings to land in a break in front of the back door.

Colby claps his hands with a laugh. “Oh, this is gonna be awesome, baby!”

“Right. You good to film?”

“Yeah, gonna tell them I’m doing a follow my voice bit and lead them out here.”

You smile. “Good.”

Colby jogs back inside with his camera and you had his GoPro setup on the tower to get your view of the slingshots. You prepare one of the water balloons filled with water and a plaster mix; yes, a store run had to be done for this, but it wouldn’t be as great if it was just water.

Colby peeks out the clear glass door, looking dorky as ever with giving you two thumbs up, and he opens it to lead Aaron out first.

Oh, sweet, sweet Aaron who doesn’t have a single bad bone in his body. Ringing him in on certain pranks in the past made you feel bad, but it was either all or no point. You wait until after you’ve launched the bomb to yell, “Can you hear my voice?”

Aaron lifts the blindfold just in time for the mess to unleash on his right shoulder. He looks shocked at first, but then laughs. “When and how did you get up there, Y/N?”

“Magic?” You offer with a shrug, then load another and let it rip. It lands and breaks open near his feet.

He jumps and yells in one of his goofy voices, “Hey, th-that’s not..not nice! I-I don’t..want..want to play wi-with anyasdlkfad-anymore.” Then he “storms” back inside.

You and Colby laugh and prepare for the next victim.

***

Despite being outside and getting wet, Colby’s temp was gone and he says his stomach felt better. The cold is still there though.

Colby’s hand with newly painted black fingernails done via you rubs your hip. With his face mostly snuggled in his pillow, he muffles, “Can you stay the night here?”

You sigh heavily, feeling a wave of exhaustion hitting you, and rub your hand over his elbow and forearm. “I could.” You toss the bottle of nail polish on the floor; you’ll pick it up tomorrow. You snuggle down under the covers, closer to him, and poke his cheek. “Hey?”

He pops open one eye and lifts his face a little. “What?”

You lean over to press your lips on his for a moment. “I’m glad you’re feeling better. I love you, Colby Jack.”

He blushes with a giggle into the pillow. “I don’t deserve you, Y/N... I love you too, baby.”

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February 23, 1942.

“Deep in the heart of Carolina”

R.R. 2/23/42

Dear “Betty”,

Say you are some letter essayist. I received your one of the nineteenth and also an old one of Jan 29th.

We had our first shower last night since we’ve been out on the range. I think I’m now twenty pounds lighter. (Darn this southern air. It makes the fountain pens act funny. So please my dear, forgive the different shades of ink.)

That letter of Jan. the 29th was one of the longest I have received yet. It was darn cute. (Everything you ever do is cute anyway, you “sweet little beauty”). I also like the length of the latest one too.

So you think my “mad house letters” are “nice” and a little bit romantic, well could be. But they seem darn broken and thoughtless when I read them over. I’m like you. I have so much to tell you I can’t write as fast as I’m thinking.

Tell Arnold that we are told that our rifles are our “best friend”. They make anybody who drops theirs, sleep with it tied to them. But we are so much with them they are personally, (a pain in the neck).

Say “Betty Petty” you are still making those “wide open” little remarks, huh? Will you look out for what you write as now that I’m a marine we have a great deal of super privileges. (What have I said! I mean we will have once we are full fledged after next week.)

Darling you don’t have to say ( “I better hurry up and explain this”) I’ve got you up a tree, haven’t I?

ALso my “Super Beauty” what do you refer to in your letter you said you laughed and laughed at my 14 page letter? What was so funny?

Hey, tell me also what picture was that mother made an enlargement of?

Mother sent a letter the twenty-ninth of Jan which I finally received today. In it she mentioned about my picture being in the Register. If it was nobody ever sent me the clipping or picture. Did you see it kid? I doubt that she put it in. Will you send it on to me if you have it. I will send it back. Please my dear.

What kind of candy or “porky bait” did Mister McLaughlin present to you? Grrrrr. I’m getting jeaulous/jealous. (See I’m so mad I can’t see straight!) Ha Joke. O.K. proceed------

Listen “Cuteness” I can’t see for the life of me how you could come out of the camera looking like a Marine. Yes, we are famous for our chest expanding but we can’t even start to compared with a a a you!! (Oh, oh I ducked that hair brush just in time!!!) I see what you mean when you saw that in some ways I have changed. I know that. I would never of had that awful nerve to make a remark like that. (Go on now, you know darn well you love it. I can see you grinning from ear to ear, you little monkey you.)

Did you enjoy the party you went to? I hope you kept sober and know you I guess you did. But if the cork was off you would perhaps have gotten “tipsy” from the smell.

You needn’t get so impudent about sealing your letters with your super lipstick. I can fix you proper if you give me any back talk like you did in this letter. Perhaps I’m glad to hear about you not wearing it at night. Then I know that so far I have no one to worry about or be mad at. I love your little “freshness” don’t you forget it. Everything about is just “super dooper”.

Here are a few lines to the family (the lucky people having such a beautiful dream for a daughter) --

To Mom --

No I didn’t need the p.p as I so far have been a good little boy and have avoided K.P.

To Pop -- Our rifles are so accurate we are so well trained that we can shoot the “whites of their eyes” out at 500 yds easily. We could hit them anyplace at 2700 yds. But the Japs are so yellow -- even the whites of their eyes are also.

To Arnold -- Well all I can say is that you might have known it was an Irishman, Doyle.

To Sparky --

Listen little fellow, I wish that I could be spanked by such a beautiful girl as your mistress. I would purposely be a “bad boy” every minute. Keep up your good work “old timer” and when I see you I will bring you a bone. How about a bark; saying “thank you Clarkie”?

I’m just counting off each minute till I get your lovely picture. I sit on the edge of my bunk like a player “warming up” for his chance to run. Hurry, hurry.

I got an old letter from mom, as I have perhaps told you before. In it she praises you to the highest darling. She thinks that I should be the prouder fellow in the world to be able to have such a perfectly wonderful girl to be engaged to. And sweet don’t you think for one split second that I’m not. Boy, I’m the luckiest guy in the world. The only trouble is that maybe you are the one who is getting the “bad boy” in the situation. I feel so awfully inferior to you darling that sometimes I don’t think that I’m even near you for being so grand. “But you love me and I love you, no knife could ever cut our love in two”. (How’s that?)

Gee only five more days and we will be out of this “_ _ _ _ Hole”. I can’t wait. I wonder what knew adventures lie a ahead. Remember that U.S. M.C. poster in front of the Waterburg P.O? It said “Do you want action? Then join the Marines”. They aren’t kidding. Sometimes I can’t wait and then again I wish it could be delayed a little while longer. Gee it’s a funny feeling. I just want to be able to write you and see you as much as I can before the real time comes. Then I could go away much more relieved and easier.

Can you really pictures us being together and all? I just can’t seem to get the idea out of my head that maybe this war will cause me to lose you, by me being sent some place and not knowing I will get back. It wouldn’t be heard on because I would never know about it. But you dearest would be the poor kid back home. Don’t think I’m always gloomy about this war but I do want to settle down and be married to you and have all the things that both of us want to make us happy. I’ll tell you what you just tell me that you know we will be happy in the future and I’ll guarantee you I won’t let that “gloomy cloud” ever enter my mind.

You must look comical looking into your drawer at my homely “mug”. Do the other members of the force think your nuts? I bet that you just get mad every time you look at me.

It’s beginning to rain in torrents again. It comes down to our tin roof sounding like thunder. I suppose we will be playing mud turtles again together. Two good days I guess was too much. Anyway we don’t get snow like you poor creatures up north are getting.

Today the mail came right after noon show and the order came to “fall in”. So I threw all the other mail on the bunk and put yours in my blouse pocket when we marched off to the firing line. Well I opened it and read it on the ground out there. I had a grin on my face when a Sgt. came along and stood above me. I didn’t see him because I was deep in heaven reading it. I was the fourth relay to fire so being stretched nonchalantly on the ground I didn’t look up any further than his shoe, but when he didn’t move for a while I glanced up and when I saw who it was I flew up to attention. He was swell tho. (its unusual). He said he thought have must have been a letter from someone “very sweet and close” by the contented looking foolish grin I had on. I told him that no letter in the Marine Corp ever meant so much to a fellow as what my girls’ mean to me.

Goodnight my dearest and always remember I love you more than anybody in the world.

Forever and always,

Love,

Jack

XXOO

P.S. AH, Ha!! I see your stamps also are inverted. Tis well!!

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