safety net

hello linked universe fandom, we have returned after months with queer rabbits. tried a more spaced-out format, trying to please people who said our other writing style gets too confusing. (i just think they cant read -dex)

ao3 link; x

“What’re you doin up here, rabbit?”

“Ah—oh! Honeybee, hi. Sorry, did I wake you up?”Ravio turned to the side, watching as Legend sat down next to him on the roof.

Legend just hummed. “What’s wrong?”

“...huh?”

“You only do this when you’re upset. What’s wrong?”Legend shouldn’t push him, not really, but it’s the only way Ravio ever admits when something’s bugging him. They’re as stubborn as each other sometimes.

For a minute, it’s quiet, the only sounds heard being each other's breaths. Then, “I get scared when you’re away,”Ravio whispered, barely loud enough to be heard, “I get scared that you won’t come back. That you’ll get hurt, or worse. I mean—you got stabbed, bun. That’s—that’s scary.”

“I don’t like being away either,”Legend admitted. “I never know if you’re safe when I’m gone. Realistically I know you are, but..”The hero trailed off, ending with a vague, “Yeah.”

Ravio let out a breath. “Yeah.”He repeated with a small laugh.

Another silence followed, but this one felt…lighter than the one before. No baited breath, waiting for one of them to admit to anything.

“Wouldn’t want Hyrule’s best merchant to die off, would we?”Legend grinned slightly, a lopsided little thing.

Ravio couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Well lucky, I don’t want my favourite customer dying anytime soon!”

“Can we go back inside now? It’s freezing out here.”

“Well, Mr. Hero, maybe you would be warmer if you didn’t insist on wearing a dress in all weather!”Ravio tutted at him, but began to unwind his scarf from his neck.

“It’s not a dress! They’re tunics, not dresses. And they’re way more comfortable.”Legend complained, arms crossed.

“Whatever you say, honeybun.”He replied, simply looping his scarf around Legend’s neck a few times. “There we go~ You should be warmer now! I won’t charge you for this one.”

“You would charge me for it?”

“...nah, probably not.”He admitted with a sigh.

“Good. Guess that means I can take your scarf more often then, right?”

“You like it that much?”Ravio laughed, face tinting slightly red when Legend nodded in response. “Wow.”

“It smells like you.”

“Oh.”The merchant paused, not having expected that. “That’s nice of you to say, Mr. Hero.”

“Mhm.”Legend hummed out, leaning against the other. “...I’m sorry I got hurt.”

“No no no, don’t you dare apologise for getting hurt. You didn’t exactly do it yourself!”Ravio laughed. “...did you?”

“No, Rav, what the fuck?”

“Hey, you can’t blame me for asking!”Ravio cackled. “For all I know, you stabbed yourself so your lovely, caring boyfriend would nurse you back to health~”

“I’d rather die.”Legend huffed. “I wouldn’t trust you to look after me with a stab wound anyways.”

Ravio gasped, loud and dramatic. “That’s so mean! I would take the best care of you!”

“Yeah right.”

“I would and you know it. I’d take the best care of my prince,”He grinned, throwing the nickname in there just to see the hero go bright red, laughing when the other pushed him away, embarrassed.

“I-I told you not to call me that.”Legend complained, though the blush on his face and the way his ears pointed downwards betrayed any semblance of annoyance.

“Fine~”Ravio giggled, nuzzling Legend’s shoulder. “I won’t call you my prince. Even though it’s true.”

“Rav!”

Another laugh.

“We should probably go back inside though. You’re right, it’s a little cold.”

“A little? It’s fucking freezing.”

“You didn’t have to come after me.”Ravio offered a hand to the hero, helping him climb down the side of the roof.

“Yes I did,”Legend insisted. “I needed to make sure you were okay, rabbit.”

“Awh, that’s so sweet of you~”

“Go to hell.”The hero replied bluntly, sighing quietly when he was standing on the grass again, waiting for Ravio to hop down from the roof.

“I’ll probably meet you there, Mr. Hero.”

“Probably? Nah. You’ll absolutely meet me there. No doubt.”Legend snorted, heading inside the house when Ravio finally gathered the courage to jump down from the roof.

“Guess you’re never getting rid of me, then!”Ravio replied cheerfully, pushing his hood down once they got inside. He doesn’t understand it, but Legend has a rule about hats and hoods being worn inside. Says it’s bad luck or something.

The two made their way back to their bedroom, quiet so as to not disturb any of the heroes currently sleeping on the floor in the living room.

“You put your prosthetic on just to check on me?”Ravio realised belatedly, as they made it to the bedroom and Legend sat on their bed and began to remove the aforementioned metal leg.

“Couldn’t get onto the roof without it.”Was all he got.

Ravio wants to tease him for it, or remind him that he didn’t have to come and check on him, but any words he had died in his throat as he settled into bed, Legend curling up into his side. Legend was worried about him.

It’s…not too surprising—Legend’s always cared in his own way—but it still catches the merchant off guard.

“Rulie healed the wound after it happened,”The hero mumbled. “Made sure there wasn’t gonna be any lasting damage outside of a scar.”

“That’s good,”Ravio hummed, running his hands through the other’s hair. It’s suspiciously pinker than usual, but he won’t ask about it. Not right now, anyways. Maybe later. “Sucks that there’s gonna be a scar, though.”

“Eh,”The other shrugged, “It’s just another one to the collection.”

“Honeybee…”

“I know,”He sighed. “Sorry. It’s just easier to think of them as a collection instead of injuries.”

“It’s okay.”Ravio assured him, pressing a soft kiss to Legend’s forehead. “...you’re gonna take the scarf off to sleep, right?”

“Um…I wasn’t planning to, no, but if you’re worried about me choking or something I can take it off.”He laughed quietly. “Do you want me to remove it?”

“If..you don’t mind. I just worry that it’ll get tangled.”

“Fair enough,”The hero shrugged, unwinding the scarf and placing it on the table beside the bed. “I’m really fucking tired, so I’m definitely going to fall asleep soon, but if you need to leave again, wake me up. Okay?”

“Okay, good night bunny.”

“Night, rabbit.”Legend pressed a kiss to Ravio’s cheek before settling, burying his face into Ravio’s neck.

He was asleep within minutes, which isn’t really anything new. It warms Ravio’s heart a little, knowing that Legend feels safe with him. The merchant continued to play with the hero’s hair, staring up at the ceiling and listening to the other’s breathing. He knows he can’t protect Legend when he’s out adventuring, when he’s doing his job, but… At least he can protect him here, and at least he knows Legend is safe here. That’s all he can really ask for. Ravio knows he can’t make him feel safe all the time, but he’s glad he can at least make him feel safe in his own home. Which is a bit of an odd sentence, but he knows that Legend struggled with that a little bit before he came along. He sighed, closing his eyes. He shouldn’t still be awake, Legend will worry if he has bags under his eyes again. At least he fell asleep easily tonight, which probably had something to do with having the hero asleep in his arms, safe and sound.

remember when miraculous ladybug finally decided to do an "adrien hangs out with The Guys" episode, like how we get scenes of marinette hanging out with The Girls all the time, but i guess the writers decided that the only way adrien would fit in an environment with a bunch of guys was if they were in a gay night club, and the night club was adrien's bedroom, and they were throwing around rainbow glitter and kissing each other and blasting The Village People so loud that it almost killed his already dead mother and

A color variant of The Grand Galloping 20's cover from the cheaper paperback edition issued in 1931.

Included is a scan of one of the paperback's pages.

I choose you over everyone.

Rainbow Rowell

in my heart of hearts mike wheeler is absolutely an athena kid but i also have to offer up a concept that i think has extreme comedic and dramatic potential aka: repressed gay teenager mike showing up at camp half blood unsure of who his godly parent is and feeling insecure about not having powers and one day when he’s making not-so-secret heart eyes at his best friend and son of apollo will byers is when a bunch of glowing floating hearts show up above his head. and that’s how mike gets claimed by none other than aphrodite, the goddess of love and sexuality, and is in full denial about it for three days because he thinks it’s some kind of sick and twisted JOKE

(on aphrodite’s end, she’s upset mike is throwing away the gift of true love and keeps trying to trick him out of repression by making more and more improbable and hilarious gifts appear when he and will are hanging out. mike hands will a book and it turns into a box of chocolates and he has to fling it away like a frisbee before will sees it. they’re having lunch and romantic music starts playing. she gives mike the same blessing she used to claim piper and will can’t even look in his direction for a full day because he starts blushing so hard. fifty bouquets of flowers show up at the apollo cabin’s doorstep with a note that says love, mike and by the end of it, mike isn’t even repressed and unsure about his sexuality anymore — he’s just trying to not throw himself into the bonfire out of sheer embarrassment)

"You will never be as lovely as you are now. We will never be here again."

Illustration for One December Night

So, what if, instead of thinking about solving your whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow.

Rainbow Rowell

So, what if, instead of thinking about solving your whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow.

Rainbow Rowell

So, what if, instead of thinking about solving your whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow.

Rainbow Rowell

I choose you over everyone.

Rainbow Rowell

INTERESTING a storyline that ppl say would be impossible for Mike bc of x y z and yet here is Jack Mcphee in Dawson's Creek living his forced conforming lifestyle, dating a girl and denying his sexuality, having a mental breakdown in his nuclear family front hallway and everything...

rainflower, chapter one

welcome, welcome to 'basil had an idea and ran with it'! important notes; legend is referred to as 'flower' for a good portion, since they dont know their name and wild picked one at random. legend has only done three adventures. a link to the past, a link between worlds, and links awakening. youll see why it ends at that one wild and flora arent really together? but honestly, interpret it however you want i dont actually care about that

anyways, enjoy!

ao3 link; x

Link frowned, walking with an axe held tightly in his hands. He felt something calling him, and he was led all the way to what looked like a cave, at first. Instead, when he’d walked in, he’d discovered it was some sort of dungeon, not dissimilar to the divine beasts. It was designed to keep something in. Or to keep others out. …but, sorry to whoever designed it; Link is curious. Very curious. That’s how he found himself staring at the last door inside the dungeon, eyes locked onto the slot where his slate should go. He took a breath, placing his slate in the designated place, watching as the doors opened. It’s…not what he was expecting. The room was small, and there was a fair amount of water on the floor, making Link very glad that he wasn’t wearing shoes at the minute. Ha. Take that, everyone who tried to make him wear them this morning. What’s most concerning, though, is that there’s…a soft, pink glow coming from a wooden box in the corner.

What the hell..?

At first, he thought it was a fairy—but fairies don’t glow that much, and this pink is more vibrant than soft. He inched closer cautiously, nudging the box open with the blade of the axe. His heart sank. Inside the box appears to be a child. Pinkish hair going down to their mid-back, a red dress torn at the bottom, scars littering their body, and they didn’t even have shoes on. Is this..? Before his thought was finished, he watched the child shift onto their back, eyes wide and filled with confusion. Pink and gold. Pretty. “W-Wh…where am I..? W-What’s…going on?!”The child panicked, sitting up quickly. Link frowned, waving his hands to try and calm the child. When he was sure that they weren’t in danger of having a panic attack, he crouched down next to the box, placing the axe down. “H..ello. What’s..your name?” The child stared back, whimpering in fear. “It’s alright, it’s alright. I’m Link. What’s your name?”He tried again, holding a hand out for them. “I…I don’t…”The child bit their lip, tears welling up in their eyes. “I don’t…remember my name.” The realisation hit Link like a brick, and he frowned softly as he helped the kid up, letting them step out of the box. “That’s alright.”Link smiled. “How about a nickname for now, until you remember?” “A…nickname..?” “Yeah!”Link smiled, holding the child’s hand as he carefully led them out. “It’s not a real name, it’s something your friends call you in replacement. When you remember your name, I’ll call you that, but for now…hm.”Link looked around as they stepped out of the cave, eyes landing on a small patch of flowers. “How about flower?” “Fl..ower?” “Yeah! Cause your hair’s pink, like a flower.”Link grinned softly, looking at them to gauge the reaction. They looked like they were thinking, before smiling softly. “I…like it,”They mumbled, eyes darting around in pure fascination.

“W…Woah…” “It’s pretty, right?”He smiled softly, leading them down the hill. “Careful—it’s a little steep.” “Where…are we?”Flower tilted their head, looking up at Link. “Oh, right. This is the kingdom of Hyrule!”Link smiled faintly. “It’s…still recovering from the calamity, but we’re getting there!” Flower slowly nodded, looking at a nearby apple tree. Link noticed, and smiled softly. “You’re hungry, huh? Here—”He took an apple out of the slate, handing it to Flower. “You can have this while we walk, and when we get to my house I’ll cook you something better! Okay?” Flower just let out a soft hum of understanding, biting into the apple happily. Link let out a soft chuckle, looking ahead again.

The champions are eerily quiet right now. Usually, they’d be yelling their own opinions at him for this; telling him he should find the kid’s parents, that he’s not fit to look after a child—but they’re not saying anything. Maybe he should consult Zelda. She might know what to do. “Um…Link?” Link snapped out of it, glancing at Flower briefly, shooting them a smile before looking forward. “What’s up, Flower?” “Um…do..you know me?” Link wishes he did. He wishes he could have the answers for Flower, but…he doesn’t. “I don’t. Sorry. But I’ll help you get your memories back, and find your family. Okay?” Flower pouted, clearly a little disappointed, but nodded softly. “Okay…thank you Link.” Link hummed gently, making sure to keep to the road for once so he wasn’t dragging the amnesiac child into danger. About halfway to Hateno, Flower looks tired, and Link stopped abruptly. “Flower? We’re almost there, okay? Do you want me to carry you?” Flower nodded slowly, rubbing their eyes as Link made to pick them up, wrapping them in his cloak to keep them warm. The rest of the walk was generally quiet, only the sounds of the wildlife heard and, of course, his own footsteps. Glancing down at the small form in his arms, he frowned. He hopes he can find out who Flower’s parents are, let them know their kid is okay, let Flower have their parents and feel safe. But…as much as he hates it? That isn't likely. Instead, he decided he’ll look after this kid for as long as he can. “Link, what the hell is this?”Zelda sighed, more exhausted than irritated. “I…found them.”Link frowned, tucking Flower into his bed. “They don’t know anything. They don’t even know who they are, Zelda..” “You found them? Where?” “In a cave. They—They were in a box. It was closed. I don’t…I don’t think it was an accident but—fuck. Can you please tell me if anyone has reported their kid missing?” “...I’ll keep an eye and ear out.”Zelda looked over at Flower, frowning softly. “How old is this kid..?” “I don’t know. They don’t know either.” “Maybe Purah can figure it out…I want to check over their injuries when they’re awake enough to consent, as well.” Link nodded, heading downstairs with the princess as he began to do kitchen prep to make dinner. “I thought they were dead at first. The box was entirely shut, didn’t even seem like breathing was possible in it.” “It’s a miracle they’ve survived..”Zelda frowned. “Did it seem intentional?” “I don’t know.”He frowned. “I hope not. They’re so little..” “I’m going to go and get Purah.”Zelda decided suddenly. “She might be able to help them in some way—we need to know more about them to be able to help.” “Let them sleep first.” “Link—” “They’re exhausted, and have been through a lot today already.”He sighed, then glanced at her. “Can you watch over this and make sure it doesn’t burn?” “Where are you going?” “I’m going to buy Flower some clothes. Their ones are torn up.”He explained briefly, before heading out and trusting that she wouldn’t burn the house down. Link made a beeline for the clothing store in town, hoping they had childrens clothes—or even just smaller clothes than the ones he wears. Stepping inside the store, he shot Sophie a soft smile. “Heya Soph.” The girl looked up, waving shyly at him. “N-Need something?” While she isn’t as shy as she was before, she’s still relatively reserved. At least she’s not hiding in the corner now, at least. “Yeah, um, I was wondering if you have the hylian tunic in a smaller size, or any clothes for kids?” “A-Ah? We…have smaller versions of the hylian tunic and hylian trousers..” “Sweet!”Link grinned. “Could I buy those then?” “O-Oh, sure! That’s..210 rupees,”She muttered, accepting the payment from the hero as she went to go and fetch the two items. “Um…h-here you go!” “Thank you!”Link smiled, taking his purchase and heading back out.

The clothes admittedly look like they’ll be a little big on Flower, but…slightly too big will be better than drowning in cloth. “I’m back,”He declared as he stepped inside, blinking slowly when he saw Flower sitting on the floor, Zelda making sure the dinner didn’t burn while also checking to see if Flower needed any immediate help. “Link!”Flower hopped up, scrambling over to him and hiding behind his leg. “Wh—hey, Flower, it’s okay.”He smiled. “Look, I got you something.” Upon hearing that, they tilted their head curiously as Link kneeled down, holding the clothes out to them. “They might be a little big on you, but I thought you’d want to wear something less…ripped.” Flower stared at the clothes for a while, holding them carefully when Link handed the items over. “You can go up and get changed, okay? We’re just making dinner. By we, I mean me, cause she’s no good at it.”He stuck his tongue out, causing Flower to laugh softly before they headed upstairs. Link let out a breath, biting down on his lip. “I should teach them how to use a weapon.” “Link.” “Zelda, it’s still dangerous. Especially with all the blood moons. They need to at least know self defence…you know?”Link frowned. “I know you’re worried but…they’re only young, Link. Do they need to know how this early?” “I knew by their age.”He stated confidently, then frowned slightly before adding, “I think.” Zelda sighed gently, nodding and looking up the stairs. “I hope you know what you’re getting into here.” “I do not.”Link grinned at her. “Link—”Zelda sighed, shaking her head in defeat. “Nevermind..” Link cheered in the wake of his victory, turning his attention to Flower when they returned. “...Flower, where are the trousers?”He snorted. “I…I didn’t like the way they felt…”Flower mumbled, playing with the edge of the tunic. Link was right—it is still too big. It looks more like a dress than anything. But Flower looks comfortable in it. “That’s alright.”Link shrugged. “At least it looks more comfortable than what you had on before.” Flower nodded quietly, sitting on the floor with their legs crossed. “I’m hungry.” “I’m almost done cooking, Flower! Promise.” “We need to wash their hair,”Zelda muttered to Link quietly, causing the hero to grin at her. “You can’t even convince me to do that.” “You’re right. Sidon and Tulin are the only two that can get you to.” “True that.”Link snorted loudly, serving up dinner.

It feels a little odd plating for three people, but he’ll get used to it. “Alright kid, dinner’s done.” Flower perked up, finally getting up off of the floor and sitting at the table with the two, tilting their head. “What is it?” “Oh, it’s just potatoes and meat,”He explained between mouthfuls. “It’s simple to make. I could teach you sometime if you want?” “Really?”Flower looked almost excited about the idea, then their eyes dulled. “But…what if I don’t remember it?” “Then we can try again. No biggie.” The smaller one nodded, carefully picking up a fork and eating some of the potatoes. “I could write down what you get taught, as well,”Zelda offered as she carefully cut up her own food. “Then you’ll be able to look back on it if you forget.” Flower simply nodded happily in response, ears twitching when there was a sudden knock on the door. Zelda frowned, getting up to answer the door. “Hello?” “Hello, is there…someone named Link here?” Link took the opportunity to walk over to the door, trying not to laugh when he noticed Flower following along like a little duckling. “I’m Link, can I help ya?”He grinned, looking at the group outside. There was seven people there; one with only one eye and wearing golden armour, one with cool dark face tattoos that Link swears he’s seen somewhere before, what looked like two children—one with shoulder-length hair and the worlds ugliest tunic, the other with short curly hair, wearing a blue lobster shirt—, a brown-haired boy who looked a bit nervous, a man with a feather in his hair who looked half asleep, and another one with a bright blue scarf. Flower peeked from behind Link, blinking slowly at the newcomers. “It…may be a bit of a shock, but we are all named Link,”The shortest member spoke up, placing a hand on their hip. “We’re all the heroes of courage, blah blah, whatever. We’re on an adventure across timelines, and Hylia has decided you’re being dragged into this too! This is not a choice. It’s a warning.” “Four,”The one with markings scolded, glancing at Link, and then trailing to Flower. “Oh. You have a kid.” Link frowned, glancing at Flower. “...kid?” Flower looked kind of out of it. “Hero…I-I…why do I feel weird about that word?” “How so?”Zelda kneeled down next to him. “It feels…um…familiar.”Flower frowned. “I-I don’t…remember why,” “Hey, hey Flower, don’t worry about it. Don’t stress.”Link sighed softly, glancing at the group. “Give me a day or two, alright?” “That’s alright. Let us introduce ourselves, yes? We’re using nicknames to avoid confusion.” Link sighed and let them inside, gently guiding Flower back to the table. “You can just finish eating, okay?” Flower quietly nodded, still watching the group. “Alright. They call me Time,”One of them spoke up. “This here is Four and Wind. They’re about the same age as your boy there.”He gestured to the two kids as he spoke.

The smallest one—Four, apparently—had walked over to Flower at this point, the two having a quiet conversation. Something about Four’s tunic, which wouldn’t be surprising. The whole way to Hateno, Flower was getting excited about anything colourful. “I’m Twilight,”The one with the familiar markings spoke. “That loser is Warriors.”He shoved the one wearing the scarf, who laughed and shoved him back. “And I’m Sky,”The sleepy one yawned. “This is Hyrule, our local healer!”He ruffled the hair of the brunette. Link hummed, nodding slowly. “I guess…you wanna come up with one for me, too?” “Yup!”Wind smiled brightly. “I like your hair.” “Oh, thank you!”He smiled faintly. “Don’t compliment it, he hasn’t washed it for weeks.” “Washing…hair? What…”Flower frowned. “What’s that?” “Oh.”Link frowned. “It’s basically putting water and soap in your hair to maintain it, making your hair feel nicer I guess.” Flower nodded, turning back to the conversation with Four. “How about Wild?”Hyrule mumbled, tilting his head. “Since…your hair has sticks and leaves in it. Yanno?” “Wild?”He blinked, glancing at Flower. “Hey, does that sound okay? Wild?” “Umm…”They tapped their chin, before nodding. “Wild…yeah, that’s easy to say.” “Wild it is.”Link—Wild nodded, sitting in a chair. “This is Flower. They have amnesia, no they’re not my kid, but I’m looking after them.” Flower nodded, chewing on another potato with a happy hum. Surveying the room, with his newly acquired child and the seven new people dragging him on a new adventure, Wild let out a soft groan. This was going to take some getting used to.

Shadow High series 3 my new beloved

I didnt even like most of em until i saw them in person, but the knowledge that they'll probably never be in the show has my brain in a "well its free realestate" kinda mood

Random list of information cuz ive been plotting out friend dynamics and background lore

-i like to pretend Rainbow High/Shadow High are actually Rainbow University/Shadow University cuz im in art college Right Now and i think it makes more sense with the whole dorm room situation. And also major makes more sense than focus IMO

-I changed Pinkie's major from film to just undeclared. I think she eventually does land on Film. She just has a lot of interests! Her dream has always been to one day direct films, and I think she comes to love them even more while developing ideas her with the group as she winds up in a Director/Producer position for most of them. BUT also every time she takes a class in a different program she cant help but fall in love with that way of making art too. So she has a hard time picking for a while and changed her major a couple times before landing on Film.

-Pinkie and Berrie bond a lot over a shared interest in vocal synths (tho Berrie knows more about them than her).

-The two made Pinkie's vtuber model together!

-the fandom wiki says PJ is from germany?? Idk how canon that is tbh but ive decided to embrace it i guess

-Rooney's canon name is Scarlet Rose, but i thought it was kinda lame especially when Rosie Redwood is also in this line sooo I renamed her! Stuck to the color name puns tho. Mar Rooney. Maroon. Haha

-Speaking on her though i love that shes from texas and likes writing scifi mystery type stuff and that being said i just Know deep in my bones that she was a Voltron Legendary Defender fan and Keith was/is 100% her favorite. She has a continued fondness for mothman specifically cuz of this.

-PJ and Rooney actually talk about fandom and shows/movies ALL the time. They dont have a ton of overlapping interests, but where they do? The two literally never shut up.

-Rosie is such a random character, like outside of her design she feels very poorly considered. So I scrapped the cosmetology thing and made her an illustrator instead! I think it works better with her love of making art in nature. I can see her being really into illustrated guide books. I think shes a bit snooty when it comes to art too. It takes being friends with other artists to become more open minded.

-I like the idea that Rosie is mainly friends with Rooney and Berrie ontop of that. The three of them often tag team storylines and how theyd interpret them into different mediums. Rosie will draw up a bunch of concept stuff while Rooney writes up a pitch bible and Berrie will start making shit move and throwing in her own ideas on camera angles and character designs.

-as an animation major Berrie was required to take a sound design class early on, which is where she met Oliver! Hes very laid back, and likes to go with the flow, but functions a little like the "mom" of the group. Often reminding the girls to take breaks, drink water, stop looking at their screens lest they get eye strain etc. He's multi-talented tbh but Music is his one true passion and he likes how the girls are always giving him collaboration opportunities.

-Oliver and Rosie like to talk sports a lot, both having played a bunch when they were younger and throughout high school.

-Lavender Lynn is Oliver's number one "person who needs constant reminders to settle down" she is in a constant buzz of trying to get the best shots and is utterly obsessed with the process of artistic documentation. Everything must be documented.

-the whole school loves her for this actually, she has a whole side gig where other students hire her to help photograph their projects. She saves everything she earns from this for her future dream plans to visit paris. She has it set really, many of the artists who she helps photograph now will remain steadfast clients of hers forever onward.

-PJ and Lynn actually took a print media class together at one point. Which didnt at the time spark an everlasting friendship. But it did give PJ an easier in to ask for Lynn's help documenting a project the group was working on. One of Lynn's first times photographing them work happened to fall on a day where Rosie had planned to trick everyone into going on a nature walk sans devices... Lynn wound up really appreciating this outing and decided to continue hanging around the group even after that project had ended.

Every chapter cover i drew for "The Return of Midnight Sparkle", my fanfic

Sunset Shimmer, in Equestria, Has to deal with being a part of Twilight Sparkle's team, per her request, despite her own feelings of inadequacy, regrets, fears, and worse of all, her newfound love for Twilight Sparkle. Can she ever earn it? Putting the rest of the Chapter covers under the cut because they're a bit Spoilery =v= But if you've read already or don't plan to, you might as well look!

I put maybe more work that necessary into all of these lmao.

“If worshipping you is what you ask, I’d be happy to spend the rest of my life on my knees.”

Does It Hurt by H. D. Carlton