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Dc x dp idea 71
Danny’s accident happens early. Little 6 year old child was left alone in the lab. Instead of popping out on the human side he ends up in the ghost zone.
Only temporarily. A natural portal opens. Dropping 6 year old Danny on top of John Constantine.
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Accidents Happen
Warnings: hospitals, mentions of injuries, let me know if I missed any :)
Pairings: Avengers x reader platonic
Request: Hi hi! Can you please do a avengers x little reader? R is 6 and maybe Natasha or peter drop her off at school but a few hours after school starts they get a call saying she had an accident and got injured badly. So the whole team shows up at the school to rush her to the Emergency room and the person who dropped R off feels really guilty but the R tells them it wasn't their fault (also could R be wise for her age?) Anyways thanks feel free to ignore this or change some things thank you!
Request by: Anon
*not my gif*
Summary: Nat blames herself for the accident you had at school that causes the entire team to rush to the hospital
A/N: I loved writing this
Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work
“Thank you, Nattie!” You called, scrambling out of the backseat and sending a wide, toothy grin to the redhead.
Natasha smiled at you fondly, “You’re welcome, n/n, have a good day.”
You closed the car door and turned on your heels hurrying towards the entrance, excited for school to start. The woman couldn’t help but chuckle, you’re the only kid she’s ever met that’s been happy to go learn, especially at six years old.
She watched from the car until the entrance door swung shut softly behind you before she put the car into drive once more and set off to begin her no doubt long day, though a soft smile still lingered on her lips from her interaction with you.
-•-
“Where the hell is she?”
“What’s going on?”
“Do you know who I am? I could have you fired with the snap of my fingers!”
“This place is full of so many puny humans, and yet not a single one of them is giving me a straight answer!”
The outraged roars of Earth’s mightiests heroes might not have been what anyone in the hospital was expecting in the middle of the day, but to be fair- they were beyond stressed and concerned. They had no idea what was going on, not really.
About fifteen minutes ago, Natasha had received a phone call from your school- her being your emergency contact- in the middle of a debrief with her teammates. The principal on the other side of the phone had been very vague as she informed the woman that she had been in an accident and was rushed in an ambulance to the nearest hospital, all but hanging up before Romanoff could fire off any one of the thousands of questions racing through her mind.
Chaos had followed that phone call, the avengers all scrambling around, trying to get to the hospital as quickly as possible with no real direction as to what was going on.
So now, they stood in the lobby, anger and worry etched onto each of their faces respectively as they swung around in circles, demanding answers from any of the many people working there.
Bucky and Thor both looked seconds away from lunging towards the closest doctor and shaking them until they gave them an explanation and to point them in your direction.
Tony was sneering at every person that passed, trying to intimidate them while Steve tried to ask questions as calmly as he could. Clint looked seconds away from diving through the doors dedicated to doctors only.
The only one that was silent was Natasha. She stood in the middle of the chaos with her arms pulled around her stomach, face paler than normal and looking as though she might be sick.
She had dropped you off this morning. She had been the one to leave you at that school without a second thought. How could she not realize that something would go wrong? She always had a sixth about that kind of stuff.
And now, because of her lack of realization, you were somewhere in this vast building, lying in a hospital bed, all alone- probably scared. And she didn’t even know if you were alright.
“Miss. Romanoff?”
The voice automatically silenced all of the avengers and they all whipped in the direction of it.
The doctor who spoke, to her credit, didn’t look the least bit intimidated at being stared down by the people, instead glanced down at her clipboard, “You’re here to see Y/n L/n, correct?”
Natashas head immediately bobbed up and down, moving forward, fear gripping her heart, “Is she okay?”
A sympathetic and reassuring smile appeared on the woman’s face, “She’s going to be fine,” She assured the group.
Everyone's muscles immediately loosened and Natahsa felt a shaky breath leave her lips as fear's grip loosened a bit on her heart.
“What happened?” Tony demanded, still not fully convinced.
With an incline of her head, the avengers all piled after the doctor as she led them through the workers only door, “She was in an accident at school. Apparently she had been trying to jump to the monkey bars at recess, but misjudged the distance and landed at the wrong angle on the metal pole of the jungle gym, hitting her head. She was knocked out, so the school called us. She has a concussion, but she’ll be fine in a few weeks if you take the proper precautions. We can discuss those later.”
There it was again, the fear and worry and guilt that was consuming the redheads entire being. She could tell by their reactions that her team was feeling the same.
“Right in here.” The doctor cast them one last smile before leaving them at the door of your room.
Immediately, Bucky all but threw the door open and everyone rushed in, crowding into the small room.
Natahsa pulled up short at the sight of you, lying in the hospital bed, looking smaller than normal surrounded by all the big equipment in the oversized bed.
You turned your head with wide eyes at the sound of footsteps, but relaxed into a smile when you saw who it was.
“Hi, guys,” You piped happily- as if nothing happened- but your voice was a bit weaker than normal.
“Oh, n/n,” Nat breathed out, immediately falling to your side, crouching down, grasping your hand in hers and squeezing it, “Are you okay?”
You nodded, smiling up at the woman, “I’m fine, my head just hurts.”
The woman frowned, smoothing back your hair from your forehead, “Do you need anything?”
Apparently, the team had caught onto Romanoffs feelings of guilt a while ago, because they exited the room at that moment, knowing that they should give her some space with you for a few minutes to sort through her emotions. They hated leaving you, but knew you would always be safe as long as Natasha was around.
You shook your head- slowly so as to not hurt yourself more, “I’m fine.” You promised, “I’m happy you’re all here.”
A shaky breath once again slipped from the woman's lips, “I’m so sorry,” Her eyes were welled up with tears.
It was then your turn to frown, confusion pulling your eyebrows down, “For what, Nattie?” You had no idea what she was talking about.
“If I hadn’t left you today, if I had known that something was wrong, I never would’ve left you.” A single tear slipped down her cheek as she squeezed her eyes shut and put your still intertwined hands to her forehead.
You squeezed her hand once, “It’s not your fault, Nattie, you couldn’t have known.” You were smiling kindly at her now.
“But-”
You shook your head stubbornly, a trait she often wondered if you got it from her, “It’s not your fault. It could’ve happened to anyone and there’s no way to tell if or when it’ll happen. Accidents happen.” You insisted.
A shaky huff of a laugh left her lips as she pressed a kiss to your forehead, “When did you get so wise?”
A wide grin appeared on your face, “I always have been, you’re just noticing now.”
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Wednesday x Reader
Father's Feathers
Requested.
Warnings: child abuse, threatening, scissors, blood.
Words: 1030~
Thanks to the original creator of this Avian Reader character: @toournextadventure
Some scars never leave... usually those burnt into our brains. That was exactly your case. All thanks to you amazing father.
And he made it his mission to remind you. "All those feathers are mine, you little monster! I can pluck them out whenever I want to!" That was his go-to phrase.
It made sense why you were so uncomfortable with your wings now. Having them was hard. Being reminded daily of the hurt you went through was hard. Having people want to touch your wings was harder. But, sometimes, nothing would compare to when Wednesday threatened to pluck out your feathers. Even as a joke, it made you uneasy.
She made one of those comments one day. One particularly hard day for you. You had had a nightmare that night in which your father punished you for "misbehaving". How? Ripping your feathers, of course. Occasionally, he'd clip some feathers with a pair of scissors. And what did you do? You were playing, as a normal 6-year-old does. You tripped, got a scraped knee, and cried. You didn't sob, as it wasn't that bad. But that still made your father annoyed.
The typewriter sounds continued, La Llorona playing as background music. You were sitting on Wednesday's bed, trying your best to rest without sleeping. You hadn't slept at all since around 04:00, courtesy of the bad dreams Wednesday wasn't starring.
—You're being odd.
That comment was so sudden you almost didn't catch it. You thought she was talking to herself rather than to you. You sent her a glance, too tired to function correctly.
—I'm just tired.
She looked at you, intensely. You were tired. That was evident, judging by the dark circles under your eyes. But it wasn't only that. There was more you weren't telling her.
She lowered the volume of the music after putting away her typewriter in the big drawer. You looked around as she did so, trying to prepare yourself for the interrogation you knew was coming. She sat in front of you, cross-legged on the bed. She looked at you, holding direct eye contact as she always does.
—What is upsetting you?
You pursed your lips. You didn't want to talk about this, but you knew it'd be better to finally let go of a bit of the weight you were carrying. So you went along with it, nodding.
—My wings.
Your lip trembled when you spoke, as did your voice. Wednesday was taken aback. To her, having such wings would be her pride for life.
—I don't understand. Your wings are impressive, grandiose even. I'd be proud to have such magnificent wings.
—I know you don't get it. They're just... a burden.
—Why would you think that? Did someone say something bad about them? Who? Is that why you don't let people near them?
Having you not be happy with yourself sure made her get annoyed, anxious even. Haywire chaos happened inside her brain every time she saw you unwell. Sometimes she showed that she cared for you so obviously, yet she acted disinterested when asked.
You knew it was coming to that, so you got yourself ready. —Wednesday, I am scared. Let me try something...— You had an idea. If Wednesday had visions, maybe she'd see what you went through without you having to talk about it. She looked at you, confused, but she nodded. So you took her hand in yours and watched as her head shot backward.
She saw it. Moments of your childhood. Terrible memories. Bad terrible. She never knew you had to go through things that horrible. Now she understood why you were so wary of everyone regarding your wings. What hurt the most may have been how you were crying while being tortured by your father, and you weren't enjoying it. It made her angry, too.
When she came back to her senses, she looked at you crying silently in front of her. Her first instinct was to hug you, arms around your neck. You knew it was safe, because it was Wednesday, but you still tensed, stiff as her at the beginning of your relationship.
—I'm here for you. I'll always be, even in death. You hear me?
You nodded, now sobbing. Even if you wanted to, they just didn't stop flowing. She held you close, trying to make you listen to her heartbeat. It had always calmed you, and she hoped that time wasn't different.
She then started playing with your hair, combing it to perfection with her fingers. Little by little, her hand lowered. It had been a while when you noticed she was gently caressing your wings. She traced the pattern of you feathers carefully, silently reassuring you. It made you cry more.
—You make me feel so loved—, you sobbed onto her. By then, her clothes were stained by the tears you wept. She let you do that. It made you feel even more cared for.
She was silent, mainly in disbelief. You had indirectly called her comforting. She liked it, but only because it was you.
—Shh. Let's lie down.
Her tone was as less awkward as possible, which you appreciated. She laid down on her back, making you be on top of her. Being taller than her, and also with the wings, it seemed as though you were covering her. Her arms still rested on the back of your neck, holding you safely in your place.
You rested in silence, the thought of being there with Wednesday sinking in. It made you emotional again. You were really going through it. She noticed and hugged you tighter. It made you more thankful to have her.
—I love you so much.
Wednesday was sure that time would help you heal your wounds, she hoped so. She nodded. It always made her feel.
—I know. I love you.
You smiled.
—Be proud of your wings. I am proud of you. Your feathers, not his. Yours.
It was odd hearing Wednesday so sappy, but it was something you could get more used to. You just hummed a "yes". You were sure you'd sleep well that night.
—Thank you, Wednesday.
—You're welcome...love.
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Hi! I was just wondering do you think the yandere genshin cult (?) would act different if their creator was a teen? I don't think the age of reader is mentioned in them so idk if it would change
Hello :D
Well it depends if we go the normal sagau or the actual realistic religious way.
I will choose the second option for this post.
Honestly it's a bit weird and messed up the way they act, because they just think you are over 10000000 years old and just shapeshifted into a young teen, same goes if it's just a simple 6 y/o kid.
So yes they will act as if you are an adult like them, bringing you to decided on important trading meetings, etc
Even families from each land would favour their kid that is as old as you
Like if you are idk 15, families would show everyone that they have a child as old as their god shapeshifted as, it's a bit confusing
But oh dear God. If you are a young young kid, 8 years old, 7 years old, just remember something. Your word is law, just say you hate green, pink idk, countries would quickly get rid of that color, it would be considered bad luck and criminals would be shown with that color.
Oh you hate tomato? Criminals that did horrible things can only eat tomatos as their punishment. A kid didn't do their homework? They are punished by eating tomato or just any food you hate
Listen if I was you I would take advantage of this power.
You sit down with zhongli, tartaglia and others surrounding you, talking to you as if you actually know whats happening, you suddenly start telling them a story you read some weeks before getting Isekaid here. I kid you not people are writing what you say each second in books.
No joke you actually live in a palace like those Chinese drama series we all have watched. Just teen reader walking while servants and probably some of their acolytes following them. And those two people with pens and books ready to write down anything you say
Tbh it's just. Not normal I don't know how to say it, but it's not your typical sagau where you sit on a throne room and done, the god on throne while nobody is daring to surround them
Plus if you are under 16, they won't allow you to even walk, you should be carried like this:
But you being a toddler, younger than 6 years old means chaos, because you need a babysitter, and trust me Snezhnayans are absolutely killing anyone and everything just to be your babysitter
Homies even pantalone was a volunteer.
Anyways what should I name this au?? I really enjoyed writing for it, sooo I will continue it with more fun ideas
Because like when you are young and have a whole palace for yourself is such a dream bro, you are lucky 🙄🙄
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Tumblr Fic List Part 1
Hi everyone! With AO3 currently down, I thought I'd remind you all that almost all of my fics are also available to read right here on Tumblr! For years I've had the habit of cross posting just about everything so if you're looking for a particular fic, you should be able to find it on good old Tumblr.
I tag all my fics with: Precious Posts so you can also use that to find anything newer I haven't added here yet.
This is all my older fics, from my Masterlist. When I get a little more time I'll do a part 2 with my newer stuff.
To Teach a Robin to Cook: Jason teaches Damian how to cook
Baby Bat Vs the Evil Librarian : Steph and Damian take a trip to the library
Grayson’s Guide to Robin Boys Movie Night (IMG): The list of rules Dick wrote for movie night
Guide to Robin Boys Movie Night (FIC): Dick decides to write some rules for movie night, the other Robins have opinions
Movie Night: The Mummy: Jason does not like bugs
Movie Night: Cheeto Bomb: Dick thinks Jason planted a Cheeto bomb in the DVD player. Jason insists otherwise.
Lost Boy: Tim’s mad at Damian (again) and takes a walk to cool off
Fireworks: The Batboys attend a fireworks show for the 4th of July and Jason has flashbacks. Angsty
Baby Teeth: Bruce notices that Damian has lost a tooth, and decides to play Tooth Fairy. Fluff pure and simple.
Talk Yourself Out of This One: Dick get’s kidnapped and is forced to wait for help to arrive.
Kidnapped With You: It’s all Jason’s fault. Or is it Damian’s? Either way both managed to get kidnapped and now have to get along until Batman arrives
Misplaced Mail: Tim decides to go to college and doesn’t tell the other Robin boys.
De-Aged Tim: Timmy gets shrunk down to a six year old and Damian has to help him get back to normal.
Magical Mix Up: Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian all get body swapped. Will they fight or get along long enough to fix things?
Lights Out: Jason finds himself in a situation when Tim passes out on him while his chest taser is still on
The Hunt: Bruce and Damian go on the search for a missing remote
Prank War: It’s Batboys vs Batgirls
Something in the Tea: Damian drinks hallucinogenic tea and can’t escape the visions of what he wishes his family would be like.
Party Chaos: Duke just wants to survive this party, unfortunately for him the rest of the Batboys are at the party and intent on causing trouble.
Trust: DickBat era fic where Damian gets into some trouble after a fight with Dick.
Karma: Damian’s got the hiccups so Dick tries to help him out on patrol.
Comfort Sweater: Damian get’s caught stealing one of Dick’s sweaters.
Play Lessons: Mindless Fluff as Dick and Dami play Cheese Viking together
Burdens: Written for Dynamic Duo Week 2016 day 6: Leave Me Alone
Discovery: Dick and Damian do a science experiment with Geodes
It’s Called a Hug: DickBat era. Damian doesn’t understand that hugs aren’t just a reward for good work.
Like Any Other Kid: Damian can’t stop having nightmares, finally he decides to go to his father for comfort.
Nightmares and Dreams: Bruce has a nightmare that Damian’s still dead and decides to check up on his son.
Cuffed: Dick and Tim end up handcuffed together and have to rescue Jason
Chosen: Based on a HC where Damian has trouble believing Bruce really wants him.
Album: Tim’s looking through one of his old photo album’s when Dick and JAson find him.
Father Time: Tired from the night before Bruce decides to stay in bed all day. His children decide he needs company.
Favorite Colors: While Dick and Damian are shopping for a new hoodie for Tim Damian makes an interesting purchase.
Lost Not Gone: My version of Damian’s reaction to Tim’s ‘death’
Super Sleepover: Jon sleeps over at the manor
Father Daughter Dance: Bruce and Cass go to the Ballet
Learning to Ride: Bruce teaches Jason how to ride a bike
Adoption: Alfred pushes Bruce to adopt Tim
If I Live to See the Dawn: Jason’s hurt and Damian’s got to get him home
Learning to Ask: Dick takes care of an injured Bruce
Heartbeats: Takes place between Batman Rebirth issues 16-17 and follows Bruce taking care of his kids
Target Practice: Damian and Steph play laser tag
Anxious Heart: Damian deals with some latent fear toxin, Bruce helps him out
Art Show: Tim runs into Damian while going to see one of his photos on display
Family Attire: Dick and Damian go clothes shopping. DickBats era
Unintended Consequences: In trying to hide his own illness Damian ends up getting Tim sick
Always Interesting: Cass buys a waxing kit and all the boys want to try it
Not a Burden: Tim gets hurt on patrol and doesn’t want to bother the family
With Love and Patience: Dick muses over taking care of Damian, there may also be suspenders involved. DickBats era.
Long Overdue: Jason offers to take Damian on patrol with him
Some Kind of Normal: Sometimes Bruce forgets just how young Damian is
Trapeze Training: Dick takes Damian out on the trapeze
Sick Day: Bruce is sick and Damian wants to make sure his father gets proper rest
Haunted Manor: Damian and Jon explore a haunting in the manor
Checking In: The batboys start to worry when Bruce is out of town and hasn’t contacted anyone in a while
Preserved Heartache: Damian sees a video of his own death
Hugs and Cookies: Dick brings a ‘get-along’ rug for the holidays
Like Old Times: Bruce and Dick on a stakeout
Safety Net: Snapshots of Damian learning to trust Dick
Irritating: Damian picks on Dick
This Stupid Family: First person pov. Jason’s little brother’s realize he too is a little brother and act accordingly.
Then and Now: Bruce dealing with Jason’s death juxtaposed with the family now
In Charge: Jason and Bruce make lunch while Alfred is out. Robin!Jason
A Little Craft Project: Damian asks Babs for help cheering Dick up
A Bad Night and Good Tea: Bruce can’t sleep, thankfully Alfred’s there to help
To Pass Through this Night: Dick died during Forever Evil. His brother’s find out and help him deal with it.
Faking It: Damian fakes being sick, Dick reacts to it. DickBats Era
Dreams of Wires: Damian’s feelings on the chip his mother put in his spine
Don’t Get Sentimental: Tiger takes care of Dick
Robin in the Batcave with the Rope: Damian get’s kidnapped by the Riddler and Scarecrow and forced to play clue
Breathe In Breathe Out: Damian gets buried, Dick worries Part 1 2 3
This Weight Off Of Your Shoulders: Damian gets sick, Alfred takes care of him
After Everything We’ve Seen: Dick finds Damian curled in the corner of the couch
Bone Tired: Dick is tired, Bruce is there to help him out
Just to See You: Temporary blind Damian, Big brother Dick
You Won’t Wake Up Alone: Dick knows he’s about to die, he just doesn’t want to do it in front of his little brothers Part 1 Part 2
First Breath After A Coma: Dick ruminates on his death, Damian’s, and all the terrible things that have been happening lately. Angst, no fluff
Your Job or Mine: Bruce gets hurt, Dick takes care of him
New to This: Dick’s getting used to his new busy life, and learning to take time for Damian
Accustomed to Standing Alone: The first time Damian’s kidnapped as a civilian
Bleeding Heart: Damian finds a dying doe and sits with her, Dick helps take care of the rest
Sun Spot: A lazy day with Dick and Damian
Of Baskets and Braids: Dick can’t sleep so he goes to find Bruce, and they get lost watching Youtube videos
As the Years Go By: Dick is growing up, and Bruce isn’t really sure how to deal with it.
A Bird in the Hand: Damian gets turned into a robin…for real. Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
Those Days We Miss: After Damian picks a fight with Dick, he ends up kidnapped and pretty sure no one is going to come for him.
Stay Here, With Me: Damian gets soaked on patrol, and as a result he ends up sick. Rest and medicine should help, but Damian finds himself getting worse and worse. Thankfully he’s got Bruce (and later Dick) to help sort things out.
You Always Bring Me Home: When Batman is caught by an explosion he calls the person who can always find him, Alfred.
The Care and Yeeting of Robins: Bruce comes home to find Jason in his bed. Jason refuses to move, so Bruce does what he has to in order to stand his ground and decides sleeping on the floor is the only option.
Flash/Prompt Fics:
Damian and Tim: That’s Not a Dog
Dick, Damian, and Cass: No, no, it’s okay, I’ll be your bridge. You can walk all over me
Damian and Dick: I stabbed my last twelve brothers. Why should you be different?
Jason and Steph: Not only am I a late bloomer, I’m late for everything
Young Dick: Not only am I a late bloomer, I’m late for everything
Steph and Damian: I stabbed my last twelve brothers; why should you be any different?
Tim and Damian: Would you mind not setting my stuff on fire every time you get angry
Older!Damian: I find this to be highly illogical, incredibly ridiculous, and absolutely irresistible. Let’s play
Damian and Alfred the Cat
Tim and Damian: Damian attempts to irritate Tim
Tim and Jason: Tim’s tired and saying weird things
Batman Voice: Damian’s got a ‘Batman voice’ and it comes out at the best of times
Shrunken Sweater: Bruce’s sweater has shrunk to the perfect size
Being Sick is Stupid: Robin Dick and Bruce fluff and minor sick fic
Damian gets tricked into sleeping
Dick and Damian angst-fluff
Long Fics:
Super City: Damian and Jon on an adventure in Metropolis
Losing You: Dick loses his memories of Damian and the two try to deal with it while going after the villain responsible (plus Tim and Jason get to help)
Finding Us: The sequel to Losing You. Explores Jason and Tim’s relationship to the Batfam
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Young Royals fanfic recommendations, again
Like because, love despite | chaptered | completed | by cali-chan (girls_are_weird) / @girls-are-weird
Simon let out a huff. "For our plan! Remember? To get Englund and August to do business together so we can get them to cut us some slack?"
Wille frowned, confused. "Wait, I thought that was a joke."
"It was," Simon conceded. But then he leaned closer, conspiratorially, and lowered his voice, making Wille's traitor heart start nearly beating its way out of his chest. "But... what if it wasn't?" he asked, pronouncing the words very slowly.
Wilhelm and Simon are a pair of overworked, underpaid assistants who team up to gain their supervisors' favor by bringing them together for a joint venture. It might be the best worst idea they've ever had.
Based on the movie Set It Up, which I haven’t seen, but damn. What a good and fun AU! I had a lot of joy reading it as a wip but I’m excited to do a binge reread soon. If you love romcoms, this is for you.
The umbrella | chaptered | completed | by gulliblelemon / @gulliblelemon
Simon’s head snapped up and he looked behind him.
“Oh my God,” Simon muttered.
Wilhelm strode towards him and shook his head slightly. He stopped when he was a few paces from him.
“Hi,” he said, an incredulous look still on his face.
Meeting the Crown Prince once was weird, twice had been just bizarre, but three times?
A University AU in which Simon and Wilhelm meet by accident when Simon is working in Bjärstad and Wilhelm is a student. They continue to bump into each other until they start to form a tentative friendship.
This was a fun one based on an interesting premise. I liked how the relationship developed, and I also really liked the friendships.
Fuck the monarchy | chaptered | completed | by itsme_hi_imtheproblem / @iwouldnevergetintofanfic
Simon and Wille get stuck with each other when they both intern at the riksdag.
Wille is intent to just get this dreaded thing over with. Simon can't believe he of all people has to work not only with an old conservative but with the literal prince.
Both are surprised by the inexplicable and inevitable pull they feel towards each other.
Hot and sweet and interesting. I loved to watch their relationship grow. Their banter was on point and it was a real treat to read.
Obviously | chaptered | completed | by grapehyasynth / @grapehyasynth
In their final year of secondary school, Simon and Wille find themselves entering a potent, secret relationship that threatens to upend both their lives. It can't last, but neither can they stop being a part of each other's lives. Over the next few years, even as everything around them changes, even as they hurt and lose each other, they keep finding themselves drawn together.
Normal People AU
Obviously. No but seriously. This story broke me and then repaired me. I’ve never read/watched the source material but this AU is insane.
The Prince And The Popstar - Fuck The Monarchy And Other Hits | chaptered | completed | by @pagegirlintraining and @the-amber-fox
International superstar and chaos gay Simon Eriksson is more than surprised to find none other than Prince Wilhelm of Sweden in the audience at one of his concerts. Especially after he’s slandered the monarchy more than once in his songs (Fuck the monarchy - the album) and online (in excessively long burn threads).
His next decision brings together what shouldn’t fit. Can they overcome the forces trying to push them apart? Can their young love surmount the rising pressure?
What can I say other than this was delightful and made me feel all of the emotions? There’s many things I can say, I’d the answer. It was fun and had cliffhangers and I loved every part of it. Even the pain.
Other recs: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7
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PRIDE MONTH PROMPTS 2024
They are here!!
Last year I released them in May, and I asked you when I should release it this year. You agreed I should release it early/mid april. And I think the perfect time is now! You have plenty of time to prepare your things for June!
So, here are 30 prompts, 1 prompt per day, for all of June! Use them for writing, or for art, or why not for something else creative you can come up with?
I will now write all the prompts in the list if it's hard to read, plus some explanations/suggestion what you can do for them.
Day 1. Actually, I'm not straight. Someone kicking off pride month by telling their nearest and dearest that they aren't straight, like everyone seems to think!
Day 2. Surprise! We're dating! A couple comes out to their friends ;)
Day 3. Early signs. Early signs someone was not straight, or not cis. Or both!
Day 4. Gender euphoria. Euphoooooriaaaaa forever to end of time /j Ok no but yeah, someone experiencing gender euphoria :) It's great :)
Day 5. Surprise! We're engaged! Surprise engagement! Did people even know they were dating?
Day 6. Proposal. You can choose to show the proposal for the couple at day 5... or a brand new couple! :D
Day 7. Pride flags. Are they making pride flags? Buying pride flags? Identifying pride flags? So much you can do! :)
Day 8. Prideful baking. A return from last year! Who's baking? Are they doing it with pride? Are they making rainbow cakes? This is also a way to make some ships be cute together as they bake.
Day 9. Wedding. To quote Sam from Glee: "YEAH! COME ON GUYS! GAY MARRIAGE GOOD!"
Day 10. Shenanigans at the Pride Parade. Time to let those characters run wild at the pride parade!
Day 11. Coming out as trans. Pretty self explanatory I think ;)
Day 12. Planning for a child. Two women, two men, maybe a trans couple... any not-cishet couple are planning for a child <3 Are they adopting? IVF? However they're doing it, they're gonna get that child :)
Day 13. Two moms. Two mommies thriving with their kiddos!
Day 14. Are they dating or not? People are speculating the relationship of some people.
Day 15. First crush. Aww, someone's first crush! Have they ever felt this before?
Day 16. Alternate universe. Go crazy with this! This could mean anything from "a universe in which this ship is canon" to "they live in a fantasy world". Do whatever!
Day 17. Realizing they're ace. Self explanatory ;)
Day 18. Two dads. Two daddies on request (Sorry I've watched too much of Papás por encargo (Daddies on request) to not make that joke). They'll do anything for the kids!
Day 19. I thought everyone liked both? What??? They don't?????
Day 20. Fruity sleepover. Anything and everything can happen at a sleepover!
Day 21. Pining. They pine so hard and yet... will their crush ever notice?
Day 22. Secret dating. Or are they as they secret as they think? How much chaos do they end up in to keep this?
Day 23. Dinner. Maybe just a normal dinner in a queer friendgroup. Or maybe someone coming out at dinner. Maybe the first dinner at their partner's house. Or maybe someone's making dinner for their loved one.
Day 24. Confession. Coming out confession? Confession to your crush? Just a confession about your favorite food in the middle of a pride parade? Yeah, you decide!
Day 25. Date. THEY'RE ON A DATE THE BABIES!!! Is it a good date? I hope so!
Day 26. Gender is a construct. Not everything is binary.
Day 27. Queer group meeting. You can toy around with this a lot. A group meeting with closeted gays? A group meeting with every character from your different fandoms that you headcanon as bi that you want to interact in the group meeting for disaster bi's? A group meeting for aces just vibing? Maybe we'll meet a lot of different groups!
Day 28. Accidental coming out. Oops!
Day 29. Alternate time period. You want to play out a little love story but instead they live in the 1950s? Or maybe they live in the future! Maybe they live in the medieval times! Woah!
Day 30. Growing old together. Look at them now. Who knew they'd find each other in the world and now they're here?
I hope I'm gonna see some of you in pride month! It's always a pleasure! Also, when the time comes in June, and you want to use one of these prompts, don't forget to tag me ;)
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ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴏᴍᴇ┊ avatar x human!reader
Warnings: follows avatar twow plot (aka spoils the whole thing) , sfw, mention of weapons (guns, knives etc), bullet wound, some ooc, use of y/n, female reader
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍...
you manage to get lost on your way home, you unintentionally get yourself caught in a sketchy science experiment...yikes. you wake up in a foreign land (or shall I say planet) that filled with 8-10ft tall blue...creatures?
I do not remember what happened the quaritch scene , and I can't find many helpful clips, so its probably inaccurate
I have no idea on what the houses looked like so bare w me
can also be found on wattpad: @lovinqmils
dictionary: fnawe'tu - coward┊kä - go┊nga lu fìtxan tstew - you are so brave┊dream walker - avatar ┊ mawey - be calm ┊ 'eylan - friend ┊tsahìk - spiritual leader/healer ┊ irayo - thank you ┊kea tìkin - no need to thank
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6
PART 3: "DETERMINED"
after almost a month and a half, you’ve developed a strong friendship with neteyam, lo’ak and spider. your language lessons quickly increased from weekly to at least 4 times a week. every lesson you did everything but learn the language, the two hours were spent making endless jokes and creating chaos around the lab.
today, neteyam was doing some 'eldest duties', as he'd call it, so it was only you, spider and lo'ak. the exact recipe for disaster.
normally you'd agree to any sort of adventure lo'ak would suggest, but this was the first time he'd asked you to leave the lab,
"no." you lightly shook your head and folded your arms
"what'd you mean no?! you literally go outside all the time." lo'ak exclaimed, flailing his arms around
"that's not the point! I've never gone that far from the lab before and you're far from a reliable tour guide." you turn to spider, who was sat on your bed. "you agree with me right?"
"come on y/n! don't be a fnawe'tu" spider teased, lightly pushing your shoulder
"if we get caught I know you'll be in trouble," you said, looking at lo'ak, "but if your father even says a word to me, I think I'll start crying"
"yeah, yeah lets hurry and go!" lo'ak rolled his eyes, grabbed your hand and walked out the door
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"woah.." you whispered, looking up at the scene in front of you. somehow, you, lo'ak, spider, kiri and tuk (who had blackmailed lo'ak into letting them tag along) had stumbled upon an old battlefield. you stood in shock as you examined a massive abandoned ship. it was covered in a thick layer of vegetation, meaning the battle had taken place at least 10 years ago.
lo'ak was the first to climb onto the ship, lending down his hand to pull you up, while spider and kiri stayed below to look after tuk.
"this is so cool!" lo'ak proclaimed, picking up one of the many weapons scattered across the ship floor.
you continued to walk deeper into the ship, stopping to look at every dead body you passed. you'd heard about a faraway planet on earth but you never really thought about what humans were doing on it, but after seeing so many lifeless bodies you concluded that what happened wasn't good.
"y/n! lets go look somewhere else," lo'ak called, putting down the gun he'd picked up.
"you guys go on ahead, I'll be out in a minute!" you replied,
"you sure?" lo'ak asked, a hint of worry in his voice,
"mhm, hurry and kä already!" you shouted, then you heard lo'ak jump off the ship and start walking off with the rest of the group.
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after five minutes or so, you decided that your exploring had come to an end and made your way off the ship.
"I know I told them to go ahead, but I didn't think they'd leave!" you sighed, looking around in disbelief. "if you're ever lost, just walk straight," you muttered, pushing a leaf the size of a door out of your way. you continued to walk forward, muttering to yourself, as you tried to find your friends or at this point anybody.
a loud scream pulled you from your thoughts, you hid behind a nearby tree and tried to look for the cause of the sound. it felt like your heart had stopped beating when you saw lo'ak, tuk, kiri and spider in the hands of a group of na'vi; no these weren't na'vi they had guns, which could only mean they were human.
you'd heard about humans with na'vi bodies, but seeing them in real life was terrifying.
'I'm not letting them kill my friends.' you thought, not noticing the strong feeling of determination growing in your gut. the tree you hid behind was closest to tuk, so you climbed onto a branch that was directly above the avatar that was holding her.
'my legs better not fail me now..' you positioned yourself on the branch so you'd be able to swing down and hopefully grab tuk. you picked a fruit from the tree and decided you'd smash it in the avatar's face so they'd let go of tuk.
'3..2...1!' you swung down and using all of your arm strength, smashed the fruit directly in the avatar's face successfully making them let go of the youngest sully. you grabbed up tuk by the waist and sat upright on the tree branch.
however, you had no time to rest, as countless bullets were fired at you and tuk. you tightened your grip around tuk and jumped off the tree, running away as fast as you could. once the gunfire ceased, you took cover behind a bush and tried to catch your breath.
you looked at tuk's petrified face, tears streaming down her cheeks, "hey, hey! its okay its just me," you used her thumb to wipe away her tears. "n-nyga..lu fìtsan..tstue" you tried your hardest to comfort her in a familiar language, but you both knew you weren't that advanced yet.
tuk let out a quiet giggle at your poor attempt, "I think you meant, nga lu fìtxan tstew" you chuckled sheepishly, promising to never try to speak a full sentence in na'vi again.
"stay here, if neteyam was doing his normal look-out route, assuming he is coming with your parents, they should fly past here in...around 8 minutes." you stood up and dusted yourself off, failing to notice the deep bullet wound in your bicep.
"wait! your arm-"
you cut tuk off not processing what she was trying to point out, "don't worry, I'm going back for your siblings, but do not move. your parents will be here soon"
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you hid behind a tree trunk, looking at the scene in front of you. one of the avatars was standing in front of lo'ak, you were too far away to hear what they were saying but you could tell that the conversation didn't seem too friendly. you felt your body tense as you saw a sharp knife pointed to lo'ak's neck, you frantically looked around trying to find anything that could you help the with current situation. you picked up a nearby rock and threw it with all your might, and to your surprise, it knocked the knife straight from the avatar's hand.
however this time you weren't able to get away.
a muscular blue hand tightly grabbed your left arm and roughly pulled you towards them.
the 'leader' avatar turned to you and let out a dry chuckle, "who have we got here?" he made a signal to the avatar holding you , making them kick the back of your legs, knocking you to the ground.
"aren't you an interesting one? you look like a human yet you've got no mask.." using one hand, he gripped your face, turning it side to side as he examined it.
"quaritch! let go of her!" lo'ak shouted, tugging his hands away roughly to try and free himself.
quaritch payed no mind to lo'ak's struggle and knelt down in front of you. "now you could be a good little girl and come with us, or you might lose one of your little friends."
"why would I listen to a grown man who had to find a whole new body, because he was so insecure of his skill level." you spat. the avatar holding you dug their fingers into the wound on your right arm, causing you to cry out in agonising pain.
"nothing...nothing, you do will change the fact that you're a w-" you were cut off by a strong kick in your back forcing your face into the forest floor.
"what a shame. either way, you will be coming with me." quaritch scoffed, clutching your hair tugging your head upwards to make eye contact.
an abrupt shrill sound caught lo'ak and kiri's attention, you'd never met their parents but you could tell by the look of relief that covered their faces mean that help has finally arrived.
not even a minute later, an arrow shot through the head of the avatar holding kiri. you used the opportunity to break free from capture and run mindlessly into the wilderness of pandora.
you kept looking behind you, trying to make sure nobody was following you. suddenly, you ran straight into a tall, blue figure.
"..ow! oh, neteyam!" you took a step back, smiling cheerfully at your friend
"y/n! your bleeding," neteyam took hold of your injured arm, examining the wound.
"..." you paused letting the remaining adrenaline vanish from your body. "I've been shot." your mouth hung wide open, looking at the scarlet liquid ooze from your arm. "I'VE BEEN SHOT!? WHAT DO I DO?" you let out a petrified squeal, holding out your arm in the air.
"mawey 'eylan, mawey" neteyam hushed, "get on my ikran, I'll get you some help." neteyam lifted you onto his ikran and got on behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you secure.
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"neteyam! what took you so long?" jake asked, turning to his eldest son
"I found y/n in the forest, she was shot," neteyam demounted his ikran then gently lowered you down.
"..uh I'm sorry for the...inconvenience..sir," you grunted, trying your hardest to ignore the throbbing pain in your arm.
jake looked at you in disbelief before letting out a stressed sigh, rubbing his temples, "..it's..it's fine kid. kiri, take y/n back to the lab. and take tuk with you"
kiri scoffed, looking her father up and down. it was clear she did not want to move.
"now!" jake yelled, not wanting to deal with her antics any longer.
"follow me." kiri sighed, rolling her eyes as she walked off. "i'm not gonna walk all the way back to the lab, so I'll take you to the tsahìk"
"does the tsahìk even treat humans?" you asked hesitantly
"I'll guess we'll have to find out" kiri dismissed, taking hold of your uninjured arm pulling you along
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you sat in front of the tsahìk letting out quiet painful groans as a healing paste was applied to your wound.
"I wouldn't normally do this for a human..but since you got hurt saving my family, I'll let you off," Mo'at mumbled
"y/n was so cool! she swung upside down like 'whoosh!' and beat up the bad guy!" tuk exclaimed, doing her best to act out the previous events
"I think that's a bit of an exaggeration.." you muttered embarrassed by tuk's praise
"be careful with that arm from now on. it should heal completely in a couple of weeks," the tsahìk said, putting away her medicinal paste and bandages.
"..irayo" you thanked, standing up and preparing to leave
"kea tìkin, it's my job after all" Mo'at reassured, smiling gently at you
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it was now the next day, you knew neteyam and lo'ak were probably grounded for life, but when they didn't show up to your 'language' lesson you couldn't help but frown.
"flo, please, please can I go out?" you begged, shaking her shoulders desperately
"the last time I let you do that you almost got yourself killed." florence reminded, her eyes not moving from her computer screen,
"you told me 'not socialising is bad for my mental health', but now you're trying to keep me from socialising! I won't do anything dangerous, please!"
florence paused for a second, before taking a deep breath and saying, "fine, but you need to be back in 2 hours."
"okay!" you chirped, skipping out of the lab doors
"I'm gonna regret that..." florence groaned,
neteyam's ears perked up upon hearing a knock on his front door. when he got up to answer it, he was surprised to see you standing there
"y/n? are you supposed to be here?"
"neteyam! hii! are your parents home?" you asked, trying to peer over his shoulder to see inside
"no my mother went out with tuk and kiri and my dad left to go over the lab 10 minutes ago," neteyam answered, still confused as to why you even knew where he lived
"great! can I come in?"
a/n: thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed <3
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The Story of Alicent and Criston
~ Alicent Hightower and Criston Cole were both students at NYU. Alicent had a passion for design and was majoring in architecture, while Criston, known for his ability to remember even the most obscure historical trivia, was pursuing a degree in history.
~ The two of them met in their freshman year in a communications course where they had the world’s worst professor. Alicent wasn’t completely sold on a friendship with Criston at first, but his sense of humor grew on her. They bonded over their shared hatred of their teacher, their passion for their areas of study, and the fact that they were both English students attending school in the states.
~ After realizing they were both failing the class, they formed a two person study group, and constantly helped each other out in class. Fortunately, after many all nighters they both ended up passing and they never had to take another class with that professor again.
~ As time went on, they’d often be found studying/procrastinating together at one of the coffee shops on campus, where they agreed the coffee was terrible but never stopped going.
~ Criston had an annoying roommate during his freshman year and so he would spend most of his time at Alicent’s (and her strange but kind roommate’s) apartment.
~ Without thinking about it, the two of them began doing everyday tasks together like grocery shopping, cleaning their apartments, and studying (even though by junior year they didn’t share any classes anymore).
~ Criston smoked since before Alicent met him, and refused to quit even when she’d nag him and tell him how terrible it was for him! She smoked on and off throughout college though (mostly during stressful periods).
~ Their roommates, were convinced they were in love, and teased them constantly. They always denied having feelings for one another and both of them dated other people on and off through college.
~ In their senior year, Criston began dating a girl named Rhaenyra, and Alicent was introduced by her father to a man named Viserys, which caused some rifts in their friendship.
~ Upon graduating, Criston was offered a job in the states, which he took, while Alicent returned home to be closer to her dad. Though they told each other they’d keep in touch it became more and more difficult, especially after Alicent told Criston that Viserys proposed and that she was expecting her first child.
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~ 10 long years have gone by and Criston has moved back to London. He missed his family and he, luckily, found a teaching position at Oxford as a History professor. He’s excited to be back, to be home.
~ After a messy divorce, Alicent feels like she is finally free to live the life she’s always wanted. She can finally peruse a job within her field of study. Even if she’s constantly busy with her four children. They never seem to stop growing and they always have something for school due the next day. Aegon, her eldest, is 8. Helaena, her only girl, is 6. Aemond is 4 and Daeron had just turned 2 years old.
~ There was nothing she tried harder to do than to get herself and her children far away from her ex-husband. She needed to keep them safe, to let them live a normal life. It also helps that she was able to get a good amount of money from the divorce. Enough to buy a home in the city and get the uniforms her two eldest children need for school.
~ One day, after picking up the kids from school, she and her herd of children could be found shopping for groceries. Aegon was begging for a certain dinner, Helaena and Aemond wanted to buy a toy, and Daeron was busy chewing on his blanket. It was chaos, but the best kind. The one she loved.
~ She was listening to Aegon tell her about his day at school when her cart crashed into another’s. What she didn’t expect that day, was to look up and see her best friend, Criston Cole, standing there after 10 years of thinking she would never see him again.
~ The world seemed to stop when she saw him, and with the way that Criston was standing still, it was the same for him. The only thing that brought her back down to earth was Aegon pulling on her sleeve. “Mummy? Mummy?”
~ And so the next hour was spent with Criston helping her shop as they caught up with each other. She introduced him to the kids and while Daeron liked him, the others looked skeptical. He told her about his breakup with Rhaenyra, how hard he took it. She told him about her divorce and what she was doing now. He told her that he was back for good and that he had a teaching job at Oxford.
~ When he noticed just how many bags of groceries she had, he helped her bring all of them back to her house. Her house is only a short walk away and the both of them kept an eye on the kids whenever they crossed a street.
~ And so life went on. Criston was over all the time, he would take the kids out for fun activists. Alicent would take the kids to visit him at work. Aegon, Helaena, and Aemond became attached to Criston as time went on.
~ Alicent found an architecture job and before she knew it, she was finally letting her feelings for Criston come to light. After years of keeping quite, one night after the kids had gone to sleep, she told him that she had always loved him. And, luckily, he had said the same.
~ It was only a year or two after that when Criston moved in, and it wasn’t long before he was proposing. They were at Aegon’s soccer practice and Daeron was asleep between them. Criston turned to Alicent and said “Ali… would you wanna marry me?”. It didn’t take much convincing for her to say yes.
~ The wedding was a small one, full of friends and family members. The kids had fun on the dance floor and Alicent and Criston took as many pictures as they could.
~ The life that they had always wanted was finally theirs, after so many years, it was theirs.
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With LOTS of writing help from @fatherforgivethem 🤍🤍🤍🤓
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Help Omar, Naji and their family to evacuate GAZA
Message from the creator:
Dear compassionate supporters,
I extend my heartfelt plea to you, driven by the urgency of the dire situation my family faces in the chaos of Gaza, a war-torn region. My name in Naji Abukhaled, 31 years old and a Palestinian from Gaza.
I currently reside in Belgium, I have Belgian nationality.
Right now I have 7 immediate family members in Gaza, my mother and my father and two brothers and my sister in law and their children Omar 6 years old and Naji 5 years old.
I am starting a fundraiser to save the lives of my immediate family members.
Whenever I have a chance to sleep, I wake up right away to see if my family is still alive, but it is hard to tell right away due to the current situation where there is no electricity, connection, fuel, water or food, which has targeted civilians, they're struggling right now, and genocides are happening in Gaza every day.
Before the war, Omar and Naji lived with their parents, Reem and Zakaria. Their uncle, Ahmed, and their grandparents lived in another apartment in the same building. Omar was in first primary school and Naji in kindergarten. Life was already difficult. Only Ahmed had a job, in a bakery.
Their injured father
One day, while Zakaria, the father, is in the street, a neighboring building is bombed. Zakaria has a serious back injury. He can no longer walk. But it is impossible to reach a hospital!
Omar and Naji's building is also affected. There are no more doors, windows... But the family remains: it is impossible to leave, on foot, because of Zakaria's injury. However, the entire neighborhood is destroyed. The only building still standing is theirs! Israeli tanks are approaching. The threat is growing.
Finally, a friend finds a wheelchair for the children's father! On November 9, the whole family fled on foot, without taking anything. The children, their parents, their uncle and their grandparents walk 20 km to go to a cousin's house in an old refugee camp. They all live in one room. It was high time: two days after their departure, their building was completely destroyed!
On a football field
Unfortunately, the respite is short-lived. The Israelis begin to attack the neighborhood where they are refugees! The family flees again. 5 km walk to a football field. There, they must pay 500 dollars (one and a half months' salary) to receive enough to build a makeshift tent. They buy four mattresses to put on the floor. They share them to sleep, at night or during the day.
Since then, it’s been survival. You have to pay for everything: a little wood to bake thyme bread, the only food possible. There is no more drinking water. So, they have to drink water that is unfit for consumption, at the risk of getting sick... when they find water and can buy it. Clothes and blankets are very expensive, if you can find them. But it's raining and it's cold.
The bombings continue, the Israeli soldiers are still there. Omar and Naji are very scared, like everyone else. They would like to be able to leave the Gaza Strip.
In order to facilitate my family's evacuation from Egypt , I'm setting up a GoFundMe campaign to raise €42,000. Here is the breakdown of the funds:
- €42,000
Has to be allocated to cover the expenses associated with obtaining permits to leave Gaza, as well as crossing fees at Rafah, at the Egypt-Gaza border. This amount breaks down to €6,000 per person.(7person).
I have to pay €6,000 per family member to the Hala office for Tourism Advice and Services in Egypt for a normal departure from Palestine.
Then Hala office ensures that my family leaves Gaza, they have to pay to leave Gaza.
Why do I have to pay €6,000 per family member?
Please read this >> (Palestinians desperate to flee Gaza pay thousands in bribes to ‘brokers’)
https://www.theguardian.com/global-development/2024/jan/08/palestinians-flee-gaza-rafah-egypt-border-bribes-to-brokers
Any donation, no matter how small, will make a significant difference to the safety of my family. We'll use the money raised in a transparent and efficient way to make sure every dollar goes to keeping them safe.
Thanks for your support, and I'm grateful for any help you can give during this difficult time.
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Battle on the Sugoroku Board - Prologue
(Location: ES Hallway)
(One day during the first thirds of February (1). Corridor in front of the NewDi office.)
Natsume: ……PheW, finally the chaos of the end-of-year and New Year period has calmed dowN.
It started with the SS Qualifiers, the new stage for the special program for the end-of-year and New Years SSVRS trial, Maizuru Manor (2)—thougH it feels we’ve been tooting our own horn.
I wondeR if we can finallY return to normal activities.
Now theN. I’ll go beat up the Senpai who is still breaking labor law (3) during the end-of-year and New Years period, and enjoy a belated vacation–
UmM?
(Location: NewDi Offices)
Tsumugi and Ibara: ………♪
Natsume: (“Viper”......!?(4) Why is he herE!?
CoulD it be that he’s trying to imprint something onto Senpai when I’m not therE—)
Ibara-kun. What do you neeD from NewDi?
Ibara: So you’ve returned, Natsume-kun ♪
I’m sorry to be bothering you! As the representative of CosPro, I’m currently talking to His Majesty the acting director of NewDi, so please don’t worry about it, Natsume-kun ♪
Natsume: ………!
Ibara: My my my! A snake glare! (5) Lately, I tend to be forgetful of the fact that I’m a ‘Viper’, so I’m greatly indebted to your consideration in reminding me of that!
Natsume: That isn’T what I’m trying to do. Can you not string me along at your pace like thaT?
Enough with this tedious talk, just say what you want tO say.
Tsumugi: Don’t be such a grouch~, Natsume-kun. You know, since another agency’s representative came all the way to NewDi~?
Come on, smile, smile ♪
Natsume: Shut up, workaholic. (6)
If you don’t rest already, you’re going tO end up in a hospital, you know.
Tsumugi: No way!?
Ibara: You seem to be quite irritated~ It looks like you’ve been equally busy!
Well, this isn’t something that needed to be kept a secret, so I’ll let you in on it. I was just thinking of enjoying seeing Natsume-kun being left out in the cold! (7)
Natsume: You’re a rotten character, huH.
Ibara: AHaHaHa☆ That’s a good look on your face!
Putting that aside. Are you familiar with “NETV (Netteibi)”, Natsume-kun?
Natsume: Net……What?
Ibara: “NETV” —A recently started streaming broadcasting service that’s aimed at overseas folk.
It can be said that unlike a streaming program that is enormously funded with investments of shares in large quantities, it’s a streaming service from a company from this country with a moderate budget.
While niche, there is a demand from overseas. An Idol programme—- or some such is what “NETV” is trying to produce.
As such, I’m simply here to inquire if NewDi would like to cooperate by arranging participants.
Tsumugi: That’s right! Even though Saegusa-kun said it was a ‘moderate budget’ but, from my reading of the plans, the budget allocated is surprisingly quite substantial.
I was thinking that it’s a good chance for a new agency like NewDi.
Natsume: How suspiciouS……of this “Viper” to approacH us with talks of work.
There haS to be something else to it. OtherwisE, CosPro would surelY have exclusively monopolized this delicious project.
Ibara: What nonsense--- to say there is 'something else'. Just like divination, statistics and calculations are all there is to it.
I’m not trying to make a boring joke like “There is nothing hidden to 'fortune tellers'”— or something. (8) There are some things I haven’t explained, but it’s only because I’m unable to disclose everything.
The truth is, CosPro also has investments in this “NETV”.
It was an old connection from the time around when I was just starting out as a manager. Thanks to that, if the program is not a success, it’ll be a total loss.
In other words, this proposition is an idea meant to at least minimize losses. Because a cross-agency programme would be good publicity.
CosPro is extending the opportunity to participate to NewDi to push the program into success—
How about it? It’s not a bad proposition, right?
Natsume: ………
Tsumugi: As for me, I’m thinking positively about appearing on “NETV”.
I didn’t get any bad impressions from when I was looking at documents. It felt like it was influenced by a proper production company.
The only problem is, “NETV” is an online internet program, so not a lot of huge agency idols will participate.
……That said though, NewDi isn’t a huge agency.
This is a chance that won’t come again for us as we are right now. Net programs are still in its infancy stages right now, so long established agencies would not be expanding into it.
Natsume: ……I seE. ThougH there are undeniably fishy parts to it, it doeS stand to logic.
HoweveR. If you do anything suspicious, I won’T be silent about it.
Ibara: My my, please do not say that! Let us be mutually supportive of each other as coworkers in the same job!
Well then, I will be returning on a later date to explain the project! Take care until then!
TL Notes
上旬 - the first ten days of a month, or the first thirds of a month.
He’s listing past Switch events. Maizuru Manor is the orphanage from the 2023 MaM new year story; Poltergeist during the NEW COLOUR campaign.
He actually says ブラック労 (Black labour) here which is the term in Japan for worker exploitation in the form of extreme working hours, verbal abuse, or even power harassment/bullying. The companies using this form of employment are called ブラック企業 (Black Companies).
Technically, a 毒蛇 (Dokujya) is just a ‘venomous snake’; the term does not imply any specific venomous snake species but as the fandom usually knows this particular nickname of Ibara’s as ‘Viper’, Mod is following suit. Viperidae snakes are called クサリヘビ科 (Kusarihebika), and the viper itself is 鎖蛇 (Kusarihebi).
蛇睨み - literally, ‘snake glare’, is a reference to a Pokemon move. In the English version, this move is called ‘glare’. This move paralyzes the target. It can only be learned by snake Pokemon.
‘Workaholic’, written in katakana, is basically read the same way as the English word.
The JP text says Natsume was ‘left out of the mosquito net’, basically the equivalent of ‘left out in the cold’.
This is a pun. The beginning of the word for 'fortune teller' 占い師 (uranaishi) is phonetically similar to the word 裏 (ura) which can mean a lot of things such as 'opposite', 'hidden side', 'hidden shadows', 'more than meets the eye', 'rear'... to that effect. Mod has translated every instance of 'ura' in the lines leading to this bit as 'something else', to insinuate the pun.
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#ensemble stars#enstars#enstars translation#ibara saegusa#tsumugi aoba#natsume sakasaki#era: !!#type: event
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I'm really curious about the 6 month period before they left for New York (and also the months after they moved but that's for another ask). Scream 5 follow up comic tie in when.
In all the chaos it's possible (and probably even likely) that nobody hired crime scene cleaners for the Carpenter house, so Sam and Tara might've gone home to blood everywhere.
There's also the fact that Christina had to have come home eventually (or at least I sincerely hope she did), and I can't imagine she was too thrilled about Sam staying there.
So Sam n Tara either
1. Just cleaned the Carpenter house and stayed there
2. Got a hotel
Or
3. Went back to wherever Sam lived in Modesto
Do you have any thoughts about what the events immediately after 5 were like?
Sorry this took 3 days, it's a very interesting thing to think about!!
In my head they've always gone back to the Carpenter house. It's big and full of comforts (and free), and Sam probably thinks Tara needs familiarity and home to heal.
Sam's not even thinking about their mother who isn't even here. She'll deal with her when she shows up, she thinks.
Sam's discharged from the hospital before Tara, but she stays in Tara's room most of the time, with the occasional trip back to the motel to wash and get changed. The day before Tara's due to be discharged, Sam packs up her things from the motel and dumps them in her car, and checks out.
She takes Tara home, and they are immediately greeted by a crime scene.
There's blood everywhere and Tara is frozen looking at the trail across the floor to the door where she had dragged herself.
Sam feels so stupid, how could she have forgotten?!
She steps around in front of her to block Tara's view, and cups her cheeks to get her attention and tells her to close her eyes. She picks Tara up and takes her upstairs. She takes her to her room and gets her comfortable and tells her she's going to fix this, she's going to clean downstairs. It'll be like nothing even happened, she tells her. (Tara takes those words to heart. They can make it like nothing ever happened.)
Tara's nervous, she doesn't want to be alone, but Sam reminds her she'll be just downstairs. She'll leave the doors open, if she needs her all she needs to do is yell, and Sam will respond.
Sam goes downstairs and gets on her hands and knees and scrubs. She cleans and cleans and fumes. This is her sister's blood, soaked into the foundations of this house. Occasionally Tara will yell out Marco, and Sam replies Polo.
Sam doesn't take Tara downstairs for days, not until she's bleached away the stains of what happened.
Sidenote, Tara's definitely in a wheelchair right? Like, her leg is busted, but because of her hand she can't use crutches, right? Like, single crutch walking involves placing it under the arm opposite to the damaged leg, and her damaged hand is her left but her damaged leg is her right.
I think they have a good few weeks until their mother shows herself. She didn't come back sooner because everything was fine, she saw it on the news herself. She stops by long enough to look Tara over and say "well you seem fine enough to me, I see your sister was exaggerating as usual." Sam screams at her mother and it feels just like old times, Tara feels 10 again. She closes her eyes. It's a little overwhelming, but it also feels nice. Like the last few years never existed at all. This was their normal.
When she opens her eyes again, her mother is gone, and Sam is sitting at the end of her bed blowing her hair out of her eyes and looking frustrated.
"Tell me a story?" Tara blurts out. Sam's surprised, and a little confused. "A story?"
"Yeah," Tara confirms. "A story. Anything. Tell me about where you've been, what you've been doing." She wiggles over to make room and Sam lies down beside her, and tells her a story.
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My mind for the last few days: Transformers x Weretoons idea go brrr.
I have an idea for three specific iterations of the franchise. Those are Prime/Rescue Bots, Animated, and Bayverse. Although the latter two choices I can't really got into depth as there is going to be involvement with a Weretoon OC not designed yet.
Luckily for you folks, Prime/Rescue Bots aren't in that category since there's two perfect characters to experiment with! Who you may ask? How about Miko Nakadai and Cody Burns!
The reason behind it is I can give them two completely different backgrounds for their respective Weretoon sides. Plus both sides of the continuity get dragged into Looney Tunes style mayhem. Transformers Prime shall not escape the insanity this time.
Let's start with the female member of the Jasper Trio. Miko is an afflicted Weretoon as she gotten into an incident at 6 years old. She had to get a blood transfusion to save her life with everyone unaware of what the donor actually is.
Her toon has two sides to it. Miko's usual appearance looks exactly like herself as a cartoon but with obvious differences. She shrinks to 4'8 in height, her fingers are mole claws, a pair of little black bat wings, a pink dragon tail, sharp teeth with two peeking out her upper lip, and two little pink tipped black horns on her head.
Her secondary toon form is a MOLE DRAGON. This is because of Miko's trope: Beast Among Us. A toon who possesses takes a mostly inconspicuous normal form to hide their true monster nature. Miko is no exception either.
Her beast form has a 22 ft long Eastern Dragon/Mole hybrid with 7 ft long arms/legs. Miko's fur covered hide is predominantly obsidian in color for the hot pink scaley underbelly, pink tips on her mane, silver whiskers, light brown muzzle, black bat wings, pink bushy tail tip, salmon(color) nose, pink lavender antler like horns and red back spikes. Her muzzle alongside long arms/legs are mole like in nature.
Despite being able to fly, Miko's more dangerous in the ground. She can dig up to 75 mph and spit out blasts of sand like a cannon. A feat that made her first shift a sheer nightmare. Miko ran away from home and later found herself under the loving care of a demolition worker Weretoon.
Cody Burns is a natural born Weretoon from his mother's side and came into his heritage at age 4. (Got it from his great great grandfather with his mother not inheriting it.) Griffin Rock houses a few Weretoons as the place's secluded but also whacky nature keeps them safe from hostile Cartoon Hunters.
Cody's toon form is (ironically) a 6 ft tall bipedal gryphon. His bird half being a Laughing Gull but his arms are hand like wings similar to the Rito from the Legend of Zelda specifically BotW/TotK. Instead of a lion, Cody's lower half is a Pallas Cat with thick fluffy fur and surprisingly eagle feet than said feline's.
He can fly but not for long as his wings aren't fully developed yet. At most Cody can glide without straining himself too much. His trope is Understudy which means he can learn any skill extremely fast if he witnesses in toon form.
Kade, Dani and Graham are his half siblings as he was born from a failed relationship. They love Cody all the same but being left out of everything hurts much more thanks to this common knowledge. He unconsciously clings to the Rescue Bots once they arrive on Griffin Rock.
Speaking of the bots, both sides are in for a wild ride especially the Prime cast. (Rescue Bots got more available knowledge plus Griffin Rock is already insane on it's own.) Toons don't follow the same laws that everyone else does and Weretoons bask in this unique privilege.
Decepticons will not look at humans the same again once Miko pulls out an ink bottle. She can back up her sass as Starscream is getting stared down by a mole dragon straight from a cartoon. And quickly learns that explosions don't do shit either.
What can I say other than I like chaos?
#sonicasura#back on my bullshit#maccadam#transformers#transformers series#transformers prime#transformers rescue bots#tf#tf series#tfp#tfrb#cody burns#transformers cody#miko nakadai#tfp miko#weretoons#weretoon!miko#weretoon!cody#crack#crack treated seriously
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Welcome to the AU! This is an interactive blog filled for asks!
Wukong gets trapped in the scroll before the series began and fuses with the Ink, releasing it from the scroll. Both act like a hivemind, desperately fighting for control over the other, but as soon as MK walks into their life, their sanity for fusing for 500 years takes a toll on them.
Characters you can ask
Ink Wukong
MK
The Camel Ridge Trio
Tongbei Gibbon
Macaque
Rules:
No NSFW (Creator is a Minor)
No Bullying (Except the characters lol)
No Homophobia or anti-lgbtq, if you are leave this blog
Nothing Toxic please.
Be kind and take care!
MasterPost
Refrence Sheet
MK and Wukong
Arc 1: The first installment of the blog, a talk with MK and Wukong, however the plans move to the lore once the anons go crazy. The Brotherhood seek help with the crisis by calling upon the Four Primates
Arc 2: The Monkie kids arc, The monkie kids try to find MK and Tang, while MK returns but is he the same? Eventually they end up in the Palace of the Kings of Havoc, where they try to rescue Wukong from his circumstances
Arc 3: Wukong makes his way to the Palace with Bo, Chikao’s undead son. They try to find a way to split their souls into separate minds.
Arc 4: 13 years later a mysterious figure named Xiu begins to terrorize the lands under the influence of a mask made by one of Sun Wukong’s quintuplets…our heroes find a way to survive and handle the dangers of the villain who hunts them.
Arc 5: Into the multiverse people! The Spirit Trio have been kidnapped by the Evil Versions of the Kings of Havoc and come from an even messed up timeline of the original! It’s up to our gang to save both realms before shit gets messy.
Arc 6: After a plane crash, Wukong’s family discovers his whereabouts in the Bermuda Triangle, finding the rest of the Quintuplets of Paramita
Arc 7:
Wukong comes home from vacation! So as a fun little get together, the children of chaos (minus Macaque) go into a store full of enchantments and curses, little do they know what trouble lies in wait the moment they enter the maze game
Arc 8:
After the deaths of Antonio and Rin, Zazhu and Zhong return home from America after 3 years only to be greeted by familiar faces as old friends come together as one.
Arc 9:
Daedalus’ Labyrinth has reopened into the mortal realm and has been encased Wukong in the center of its core. Now the Havoc family, Camel Ridge Trio and MK have to put a stop to this madness before the Labyrinth seeps into the mortal realm and consumes it into its dark paths…wait, what do you mean this is about saving Wukong?
Arc 10:
An old friend somehow remembers Mathias and Zammy despite being reincarnated. How will this change the way things are handled now that no one remembers them?
Arc 11: When Wukong takes a vacation and hangs out with his old pal Hermes, Poseidon gets in the way and the gods of greek mythology come to life in an effort to stop all out war.
Arc 12: Just a normal lovely vacation arc…right?
Arc 13: The Timeline’s been broken! The world is in shambles! What will our heroes do for this grand finale?
#lego monkie kid#lmk au#lmk monkey king#lmk wukong#lmk swk#lmk season four#mk lmk#lmk mk#lmk sun wukong
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I feel like I’m chronically not okay but idk if I’m valid enough to label myself as chronically ill. I am able to work 40h a week but with the cost of laying in bed the rest of the day when I’m back home. In the weekends I sleep mostly. My room is a disaster because I never have the energy to tackle the chaos. I wished I was able to walk to work and back but standing for more than 15 min is already exhausting me and I get dizzy and lightheaded. I am constantly in pain, my normal pain level is on good days at a 2 on bad days it’s at a 4 or 5 but maybe I’m too modest about my pain due to fear of admitting I’m not okay. I am always tired even if I sleep usually enough. At times I feel more refreshed with only 4 hours of sleep hell knows why. I am waking up daily at 5:45am to get myself ready for 8am work. I don’t know if I’m ever gonna be a functioning adult. I am scared of the moment I will unmask bcs im masking daily due to Audhd. Plus daily I’m confused because we are often switching and my quality at work at times fluctuating and my TLs wondering wtf bcs we know u know all the processes so wtf. Daily I feel like I know only a specific part of the processes and I have days where I ask so many questions that one of the TLs told me they are growing gray hairs bcs of me asking so much. The doctors in my country are shit when I mentioned suspecting we are a system they said nah it’s just ur anxiety. When I questioned if I have adhd my former psych said nah only kids can have it. My former therapist said yeah after unofficially diagnosing me with it. Autism I suspect that too and I got my confirmation more or less from my bf who’s on the spectrum as well. He got his confirmation he has adhd as well by me noticing lots of adhd things in him and he has now meds whilst me is in this godforsaken country that isn’t taking me seriously. I got my confirmation I have adhd when I took speed and realised for the first time "so this is how neurotypicals experience their life?" I for once had a train of thoughts in order and not a carambolage of luggage’s getting stuck in the baggage claim belt. I sobbed so hard. On good days I am able to remember and memorise lots of shit. But on bad days I barely anything. My body is out of control. I have pcos and it’s ravaging my body. I grow hair on my chin and arms and it’s making me uncomfortable and I developed anxiety about having hair in my face to the point over pluck and over shave it. My period is out of control. I either bleed for 2 months consecutive or I don’t have my period for 6 months. I am anemic due to it. I am such a pale human that I’m constantly being asked if I am okay. Oh yeah not to forget having an autoimmune disease since I am 2 years old. Having to deal with psoriasis break outs each winter where I end up being covered on my legs, arms , ass with skin patches of psoriasis. At times it’s even in my eyebrows and on my scalp. Each winter is a torture for me. I am battling with depression as well. Luckily this last year it wasn’t so overbearing and I felt more human than I used to in the past. Nonetheless my anxiety is ravaging and leaving me crippled daily. I sound ridiculous talking about myself rn bcs in my brain I feel like you aren’t this sick or unwell you are faking this you are a horrible human for saying all this things but I know it’s probably my internal ableism and the internal critical subconsciously developed voices of my surroundings telling me I’m not actually sick and I need to go to work even if sick etc. Sigh. Idk where I wanted to go with this whole post. I know you guys don’t see often a personal post from me or posts from me and more reblogs of stuff I enjoy seeing and stuff I wanna boost and stuff I find important or relatable or stuff that I think might make someone feel better and less anxious or feel seen. I hope this is fine. I hope being more real is helpful. Maybe I should do this rambling on my other blog @unfilteredrealities where I tried to talk about life in a real way , unfiltered. You can even send in your own submissions if u want to.
Anyway thanks for reading my ted talk.
TLDR: I don’t know if I’m actually chronically ill and if I’m valid enough to label myself as that and then I rambled about my life experiences with audhd, did, anxiety, depression, pcos, psoriasis and there are more but I’m exhausted.
#lilacs world#lilacs-world#lilac gets personal#ok to reblog#adulting#adult adhd#adult autistic#mental illness#mental health#dissociative identity disorder#chronic illness#chronic pain#chronic fatigue#vulnerability#pls help#i need feedback#psoriatic arthritis#rheumatoid arthritis#pcos#fibromyalgia#disabled? I’m not sure 😭
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hetalia parenting hcs and theories
i got on a Sweden kick lately, alright-
Austria wasn't *too* great at parenting (*gestures at Italy*) when he was younger, but to be fair: the man obtained a child, was essentially being bossed around by his younger brother, and also the kid was Italy. His punishments were on the nicer end of the spectrum considering the time period, though-as far as we're aware, his punishments were more towards "stop Italy from eating a fifth serving of pasta" then anything physical (wait is that why Italy's so into pasta now, is it trauma? ...let's not unpack that right now-). But if it's related to art- that he can appreciate, that's the main trait that sticks around with Kugelmugel. Austria would totally get mad at his charges/kids for messing up his own art, but he won't actively stop them from expressing themselves, as an artist that would be hypocritical. He'll deny he cares about his wards when asked, though. Hungary thinks it's cute. And yes, he totally gets Italy to come over to hang out with Kugel because "you're artists, right? Go on, I'll be over in the corner playing Mozart."
China - nah he's just a normal Asian parent. Drives everyone up the wall, means well, stuffs everyone full until they're bursting, then beats them over the head with a frying pan until they finish their chores. Love language? Food. So. Much. Food. Even Japan can't always escape the Family Dinner, and to his great dismay China acts like he's going to starve (he's not, he swears-) and.
America is that dad that has free-range kids, because well. America. Also, he has other things besides parenting 50 states and all of his territories and micronations and Native nations, because do you know how many personifications that is? A lot. He's 400, not 1000, between him and Canada they're kinda just accepted they need to delegate a lot and just never plan on a family dinner-that's why America throws a big party on all major holidays and Canada sometimes joins in ("the states and provinces all hang out anyways"). Both America and Canada but mostly America's inboxes are constantly full, and they have one phone for work and the other nation personifications and whatnot and one for "family matters". It's fine, most of them govern themselves anyways- wait, what do you mean Florida is fighting an aligator on the NASA launchpad-?!
Prussia actually didn't do half bad, but Germany was already half-grown, so that helped. He passed the parenting test with flying colors though.
Denmark (and Norway)....Iceland took one look and wisely decided not to move in with them like other nations were doing with their caretakers and stayed on his island. Away. Far away from Vikings and all the ridiculous things going on with wars and what-gives. He, Greenland, the Farce Islands, Aland- they all were quite content to just ignore the chaos their big brothers were stirring up and to be fair, maybe having the immortal 13-year-olds raising 6-year-olds wasn't the best idea.....Denmark did try, though, when he wasn't being beat up by Sweden or fighting the neighbors. Making trips to Iceland (the country) (with Norway in tow, of course) and bringing gifts from the mainland, and such. Iceland in turn visited, but very rarely- he did his best to jsut skip whatever nightmare Denmark cooked up during the Kalmer Union (wise choice all things considered) and visited only when necessary, no wonder Finland and Sweden didn't really meet him until the 1700s and it took to the 1950s before Iceland deemed his brothers were mostly sane again. But all things considered he got a decent end of the straw, and he got his quiet life, though there's a reason Norway mother hens him (bro feels bad he didn't do much with the kid for the first 800 years after the initial "yo you're mine now, oh wait now we're both Denmark's" thing).. Iceland takes it in stride even if he found out he wasw a bit more touch-starved then he realized. The other Nordics definitrely mother hen him now, and Estonia tries to act like it too but really he ends up like that weird slightly-older cousin who keeps turning up for some weird reason. (Y'all, Estonia and Iceland are physically the same age I can't-)
Sweden is the ultimate dad. Welll, the ultimate dad that spoils his kids but still a dad. Actually pays some degree of attention to the kids he ends up with, even if he isn't technically supposed to acknowledge Ladonia as a country but "c'mon, there' sa personification, and also he's MY kid. I made this. Technically. Don't you DARE touch his laptop". Also Sweden definitely is the one fixing the laptop when something goes wrong, He kind of wishes Ladonia and Sealand meeting didn't happen by Sealand getting super bored and making a micronations club but he supposes at least it worked out. Finland pretends he's staying out of it, but he's kind of hyped there are kids and a dog around. Funnily enough, Selanad only found out later that Iceland is his uncle....after trying to declare he was his "sempai". Iceland was not amused, because dammit he's 1000, you little- Sweden, get your children under control!
England and France.....well, at least France tried to keep America from drinking too much beer once but neither did particularly outstanding jobs. But hey, Canada and America are alive and mostly in one piece! So that's a win, right? Right? Australia, New Zealand, back us up here- PUT DOWN THAT KANGAROO, YOUNG MEN- (England also had a bad habit of delegating but that's what happened when your wards span the whole world and you can't really bring them all home because they're territories and colonies. England the personification was secretly glad he didn't' have to deal with whatever personification nightmare was going on in America after a while). (But they do care enough that England wil still offer calming tea after a good soclsing and lug Sealand home after he sneaks into another world meeting because "you aren't going home at this time of night that's rodiculous- what no ofc i don't care but don't hitchhike back home that's dangeorus!" And France will invite his lot pvwe for dinner and throw "extra things i had lyong around" at them during Paris Fashion Week. They care but in a strange, "we're flipping old ans don't always get ir" way.
And Spain just tried his dammed hardest to keep Romano from doing stupid stuff. Not that it worked, of course, but E for Effort!
I can't think of any more right now. I'll add more when i think of it. Obviously out of everyone, Greece and maybe Egypt probably had the best upbringing. With somewhat-normal parental figures that weren't preteens and teens running around trying to figure out how to care for five-year-olds
#headcanon#hc#hetalia hcs#world stars hetalia#hetalia headcanons#hetalia#hetalia nordic 5#hws austria#hws italy#hws prussia#hws germany#hws holy roman empire#hws spain#hws romano#hws canada#hws france#hws america#hws britain#hws denmark#hws norway#hws finland#hws sweden#hws sealand#hws iceland#hws ladonia#hws austrailia#hws new zealand#hws states#hws china#hws japan
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