#also i like to think that Wanderer has been forcibly adopted into the friend group in Sumeru

[loveceit]

I’m your teacher but you’ve been showing signs of being abused and maybe after you tell me and I call the police you can live with me, I know I can take care of you better” AU with Logan adopting Dee sounds so lovely

Logan is a high school math teacher, which is hella brave of him because high schoolers and math is kinda a chaotic combination. He definitely should get paid more. He’s also one of the Good teachers, always allowing bathroom breaks without any questions, will explain methods multiple ways and doesn’t really care if someone uses the “correct” method as long as they can show how they got the answer.

Dee is 15, hates the world, and is hated by the world. They started the school year by asking teachers to call them Dee and use they/them pronouns, and someone called their parents about it. Their parents that they hadn’t come out to as agender because their parents firmly believe in the gender binary and in physical punishment.

At home, Dee gets called Edwin and referred to as a boy. Their mother forcibly cuts their hair short the day of the phone call that outed them; they had been growing it out for a while, wanting to be able to experiment with braiding it.

Logan definitely notices when Dee comes into class, hair a chopped mess barely hidden underneath a beanie, and eyes still red. He thinks it might be bullying at first, but Dee has a good, if small, group of friends and the other students doesn’t treat them noticeably different.

Fast forward a few months, and Dee has become more withdrawn. They got a real haircut, with buzzed sides and longer bangs, but the beanie still stays on more often than not. They’ve started coming to school earlier and staying later. Sometimes they wear a skirt over their jeans, or clip-on earrings, or something else that is quick to remove if their parents were to unexpectedly show up.

Dee is at the mall with their mum, and they run into Logan. Dee is looking longingly at a dress on a mannequin until their mum notices and grips their arm tight. Logan sees how Dee shrinks in on themselves, which makes it hard to uphold a polite conversation with their mum. Especially since Dee’s mum keeps putting heavy stress on Edwin, he, him, his, manicured nails still digging into Dee’s arm.

Logan is in school early the next day, and he wanders until he finds Dee; who is wearing long sleeves and is sitting in a corner, legs up against their chest. Logan asks if he can sit down next to Dee, not caring that he has to sit on the floor. He starts the conversation by commenting on how awful Dee’s mother had behaved, and continues on asking if Dee’s arm is okay.

Dee is shook that someone had noticed, because their mum has always been like that; digging her nails into their arm in public. It usually meant something worse when they got home. Never the face though. Dee pushes up their sleeves, showing bruised arms and scratches from too sharp nails.

Logan catalogues all the bruises with an unreadable face. Dee is fearing the worst, regrets showing a teacher, but then Logan asks if Dee would be willing to tell him what happened, and how long it has been happening for.

They have like an hour before school actually starts, and Logan is sitting on the floor with them, actually caring. Dee just breaks, spilling how ever since they were outed, their parents have doubled down on gender roles. They can’t paint their nails or look at pretty clothing or grow out their hair. They need to watch what they say so that they don’t accidentally out themselves as being gay, because their parents would tolerate that even less. They just want to be able to put up posters of cute singers or actors, and to wear pretty clothes, and to feel happy with the way they express themselves.

Logan listens, and when Dee runs out of things to say, he quietly brings up different kinds of abuse, and how Dee’s parents’ actions are abusive. He offers his home as a safe place, and if Dee doesn’t want to be in their teacher’s home, well, Logan has friends that would immediately offer up their sofa or spare room if they knew.

Dee agrees to go to Logan’s home for a few hours after school, if only to nap and recover before having to go home. So they wait for Logan after school, who drives them to his small house. Logan makes them both something small to eat, helps Dee with their homework, and then lets Dee take a small nap. Dee has an inner debate because they feel more cared for by their teacher than they ever have by their parents and now they really don’t want to go back that.

So Dee voices those thoughts when it starts getting late, and Logan says that if Dee is okay with it, he can report Dee’s parents for child abuse, and Dee can continue to stay there. (Patton works with Child Protective Services, and he’s more than willing to help one of Logan’s students)

Logan hadn’t really planned on actually adopting Dee, but after Dee moves into his spare room and finally gets to express themselves the way they want... He would definitely risk going to jail for Dee’s sake, and that’s a quite serious level of affection. (Logan freaks out on Patton’s sofa because he had never wanted children of his own, had mainly just thought Dee would be better of living with him until they went off to college and no longer needed adult supervision.)

Meanwhile, Dee is absolutely thriving; their hair is getting longer, Logan let them buy some cute clothes and make-up, they can comment on actors being good-looking without fear, Logan compliments their outfits, and they get the best help with homework. They’re actually a bit scared that Logan will stop being part of their lives after they turn 18. It just feels so good to actually be cared for by an adult, without having to change who they are.

Logan gives the adoption papers to Dee for their 17th birthday; he’s extremely nervous. Dee hugs him and cries of joy because Logan is the best dad ever and they would love to be his kid.

#logan sanders #deceit sanders

[apehome]

And here’s the last of Koba’s siblings! For the record, I did NOT mean to give Koba so many brothers and sisters, but that’s kind of what happened and I sort of gave him a family!...I should probably draw a family portrait of him with his brothers and sisters and father together. XD

Name: Rose

Age: 4 (Dawn), 6 (War)

Species: Bonobo

Gender:  Female

Relatives:

Parents: Carlos (father), unknown mother (unknown status)

Siblings: Dolly (older sister), Koba, Nemo and Gavin (older brothers)

Friends: To be filled later!

Enemies: Colonel McCullough, humans

Loyalty: Caesar’s Colony

Appears in: Before The Storm

Role: Supporting Character

Personality:

Though Rose stays close to her brothers, sister and father, she is a playful, curious and adventurous young ape who loves to go wandering and climbing on trees in the forest until one of her siblings has to go looking for her and always wanting to play with her big brothers and sister. Out of all the members in her family, Rose is the most carefree and outgoing.

Up until the encounter with Malcolm in the woods, Rose had only heard of humans from stories told to her by her siblings and father and in Maurice’s class. Malcolm going to the Ape Village to speak to Caesar was the first time she had ever seen a human. When asked about it later, much to the dislike of her father and brothers, Rose comments: “He didn’t look scary…Not like a bear.”.

For the most part, Rose is kept away from the humans. Grounded at home with Dolly and Gavin watching her but Rose, determined to get a closer look at the humans, sneaks out and spies on Malcolm’s group as they work on the dam from the nearby trees. She only watched them for a couple of minutes though, not wanting to stay out long enough for her brother and sister to notice she was gone. 

Although her father and siblings told her the humans were bad and she had to stay inside the village, Rose was blissfully unaware of the danger lurking within her family. Despite the human presence, she carried on as normal-until Caesar was shot and she and Dolly had to stay in the village while their father and brothers attacked the city. Dolly, on a gut-feeling, would later go to the city to talk with Koba. Leaving Rose in Lake’s care. 

Even though Rose isn’t aware of the war Koba has started, she does learn from whispers and rumors from the colony that her brother was the one that shot Caesar and that Caesar had to kill him. Rose would later mourn for her older brother with Dolly. 

In Revelations, Rose is closely protected and watched over by Dolly. Although Rose doesn’t comment on it, she is aware of the fighting between her siblings and father. She may not know why they are fighting but she thinks it has something to do with Koba. The fighting makes her feel like her family is falling apart and it makes her anxious and worried about them. 

Her fears are confirmed when she and Dolly are suddenly held hostage along with the other females and children by Koba’s Loyalists and see’s Nemo and Carlos among them. Scared and confused, she stays close to Dolly and Gavin and refuses to look at Nemo and their father as she feels she doesn’t know them anymore. 

After Red and the rest the Loyalists are chased out of the colony by the females, Nemo briefly reunites with his family before ultimately deciding to leave the colony. He and Rose share a final hug before he leaves. 

In War, Rose is no longer the adventurous and happy child she used to be and is now indifferent and secretive. She doesn’t want to acknowledge the danger she and her brother and sister are now in and refuses to talk about Koba, Nemo or their father with them or anyone else. 

After the murderers of Cornelia and Blue Eyes, Rose and her siblings are among the apes traveling to their new home in the desert when they are found and captured by the AO army. Rose is forcibly separated from Gavin and Dolly at the base and watches them being forced to work. It only then at that moment that Rose blames Koba for everything and actually feels hatred toward him. 

When Caesar is found and brought to the pen, Rose feels relief and hope when she see’s him. Though her hope for freedom and being reunited with her remaining family does dwindle from time to time (especially when she see’s how Caesar is treated by the Colonel), she never stops believing that somehow, he will find a way to save them all. 

During their escape, Rose is one of the children that is sent through the hole first and later watches fearfully as the remaining colony are trapped between the battle-Dolly and Gavin among them. After the avalanche, Rose is finally reunited with her brother and sister.

Rose would spend the rest of her childhood and life in the desert, in the apes new home, living with Dolly, Gavin and Maurice-and becoming adoptive aunt to Nova, though the two become as close as sisters. As she grows older, Rose does recognize the evil the Koba had done but no longer hates him and choses to remember him as the brother she knew.

If this were a real life person, what would they be doing right now?: I can sort of see Rose being a Girl Scout. In both role-play verse and in my fanfic, Rose wants to explore the outdoors and climb trees and that’s how I imagine a scout (any kind of scout) would be.

Some Extra Notes:

- In Before The Storm, Rose is McCullough’s spy and prisoner who he keeps locked away in an underground maze. 

- In Before The Storm, the second strain of the virus (that we see in War) also effects the apes. Making those who have brown eyes intelligent but with a sixth sense. Rose is one of them however, this detail does not have to appear in role plays.

- Rose is the only member of her family who doesn’t have any physical or mental scars and (although was held hostage in Before The Storm) had never been physically abused by humans (this is also true in role-play verse). 

- It is hinted (in Before The Storm) that Colonel McCullough had been keeping Rose locked away from the time she was an infant. This would mean her interaction with Red and Winter was the first time she had ever seen another ape-this could also mean she may be Vietnam D deficient.

- It can be assumed that Koba, Dolly, Gavin, Nemo and Carlos would be protective of her, given her age and that she still views the world with innocent eyes. 

- It is currently unknown what happened to her mother but it can be assumed she either died in childbirth or (in the Before The Storm verse) could have very likely been killed by the Colonel (or by humans in role-play verse).

- Rose is the youngest of Carlos’ children. In role-play verse, this would mean Carlos met her mother (likely) within Caesar’s colony (differing from the Before The Storm verse).

- It can be assumed that, prior to the events in Dawn, Rose, Koba, Dolly, Gavin, Nemo and Carlos were a close family. Maybe not always functional but always protective and loving towards each other.

Rose, Gavin, Nemo, Dolly, Carlos, Before The Storm and Art are (c) Me

Everyone else are (c) Planet of The Apes.

#rose #planetoftheapes #planet of the apes #pota #pota oc

[draculaspetbee]

Hey ya’ll. No one has really asked for this, but I wanted to put it our here in the universe. This is a small fic for my DnD character, Jesse. He’s a tiefling bard, who’s just trying to do his best. It’s the story of how he met his adoptive daughter. I’m going to put it here under the break. The picture here is done by @zal-art for commission, and I love it! Go check him out!!

So real quick, warnings. Off screen death, umm weird like power shit, kidnapping, abusive parents, there’s a snake. 

Also, Jesse is an original character by me, but Faye was made by my DM Josh. He used a picture made by aditya777 on DeviantArt called The Ancient for her. So, all credit goes to them for that, it is an amazing piece, everyone go check it out!

If you want to leave a like review or something, pm me! This was just a one shot to type out my feelings about my boy. 

He woke on the ground the stones biting into his back. It had been a long time since he’d had to sleep on the ground with nothing separating him and the earth. Jesse didn’t choose this adventure, he had only been sent to spy on the Red Hand when Diggler found about them. They had found him, and taken him hostage, him and the other two. He shot them a look. Seamus was on watch, making sure they were safe for a few hours, and Anna had her back turned on them, as usual. It was weird to think that they had only been together for a little while now, a few months at the most. The fire light lit the small clearing that they had set up shop in. Jesse felt the pull of sleep drawing him in again, tugging insistently. He felt a pang of guilt as he thought of Seamus going through this shift alone, but it was not enough to keep him awake.

The next time he woke, the birds were chirping in the trees. He sleepily looked around, trying to rub off some of the lingering sleep still in his eyes. Anna was motionless, back still turned, while Seamus looked on. She must have slept through her shift again. Jesse gathered all of his things, he kept them in a bag tucked tight to his body as he slept, and he started making breakfast. Seamus nodded at him, acknowledging that they would let Anna sleep a little longer. The two of them silently worked around the camp, cleaning it up, getting ready to move on.

Jesse had long ago resigned himself to the fact that no one in his party spoke much. Seamus was much too serious to have a lighthearted conversation, and Anna held her secrets close to her chest. Jesse desperately needed someone to talk to so instead he simply wrote in his journal the things they had encountered along the way. At some point, Seamus decided that Anna needed to be woken. Jesse looked up from the pan as she slowly glared around to the two of them. She always looked so startled when she woke, like the world had done her a disservice by allowing her to live through the night. He nodded at her look at him. No one mentioned the fact that she had slept through her shift again. She kind of scared Jesse, and Seamus was too polite to say anything to her. She did not care about anyone, granted neither did Jesse, but she was different. She did not care about anyone in the way that killed others. Jesse did not care in the way that put him out of the trajectory of others entirely.

“Which way are we going now?” His voice rattled himself and a few birds in the trees. It was clear that none of them were used to speaking out loud anymore. He felt it almost unsacred to continue to talk in this hushed forest.

“I think we should continue south, we need to get as far away from the caravan as possible. If we keep to the outskirts of civilization maybe we can make it to Port Maverick.” Seamus’ voice seemed more suited to the woods than his, it was gravelly, and low enough to not set off the wildlife in the forest.

Jesse nodded, and looked to Anna for confirmation. She simply stood and began packing her things. She seemed a bit off since the woodsman incident. Jesse had so wanted to believe that man was going to help them, but he was not surprised when they had to flee once again. It had been one disappointment after another on this trip, as humanity seemed to be set against them. Anna had had to burn the man's house down in order to stop him from shooting them in the back as they ran, but Jesse thought he had seen a gleam of joy in her eyes as she did it. He had not said anything, but the worry was beginning to eat away at him. Who was she, and what was she capable of?

Soon they had set off, packs thumping against their backs as they walked. Jesse rejoiced in the weight he felt on his shoulders, it represented the items he carried, the most he had ever owned in his life. About ten minutes in they were back on the main path, dirt crunching under their boots. Jesse felt a wet nose hit the back of his knee. Startled he looked down and saw Dogmeat, Seamus’ dog. He grinned and gave the great drooling thing a scratch behind the ears as they walked. It had been too long since Seamus had released Dogmeat back into their group, he needed to stretch his legs every so often.

From what Seamus had said last night, they were about half a day away from the nearest town. They had agreed to stay out of trouble, keep their noses clean, and keep trekking. Jesse allowed his mind to wander as they continued on, every once in a while twirling his staff around in his hands.

“Halt!” The word rang out through the forest, a flock of birds taking off from the trees at the sudden loudness.

It was a testament at how bad their trip had been that all three immediately put their hands on their weapons. They were better off prepared than sorry. A man jumped out from behind a bush onto the road in front of them, rapier drawn. He was dressed in leathers, a smirk played over his face.

“I am going to need you three to come with me. My friends are waiting in the woods,” here he jerked his head back towards where he had leaped, “and they will be very interested in what I have found here.”

The way he spoke made Jesse’s hairs prickle. He was forcibly reminded of the man who used to take the other orphans off the street with a promise of a hot meal, only to disappear them completely. His eyes searched over the man and he spotted a metal poker sticking out from his belt. His heart sank into his knees. It was the same kind the Red Hand had used to brand their captives, marking them as their property.

“I don’t think so.” Seamus’ rough voice rang out, and he swiftly pulled his greatsword from its scabbard. At this two more men leaped from the bushes, wiping out all advantages his small group may have had against the men.

Without thinking Jesse slammed his staff onto the ground, and a massive python exploded from where it hit the dirt. Monty, Jesse’s magic python, curled in front of the group, shielding them from the aggressors. The three men’s eyes bulged with shock as Monty’s tongue flicked out to taste the air. Next to him Anna lit her hands on fire. He could feel the heat pulsing through his shirt. Monty primed himself to strike, and Jesse threw his hand out to stop him. He would much rather let the men strike first, and then defend themselves. Suddenly Anna struck, surprising everyone on the road. Even Monty looked shocked. But he recovered the quickest and grappelled the leader. Jesse followed his python, hacking at the man Monty held with his longsword. His companions made quick work of the other two, and as they fell the man cried out.

“I surrender! I surrender!” he choked from the thick ropes that were Monty. Jesse stepped down, panting slightly from the effort of the attack. Seamus and Anna came up next to him, Seamus cleaning his sword, Anna with hands still aflame.

“I think we should kill him” she said, eyeing the man still struggling with Monty.

“I don’t think I can kill anyone else today” Jesse muttered, looking over at Seamus. He was the moral compass of the company.

“We need to keep him alive, I won’t kill anyone in cold blood. He’s restrained now, we will deal with him later.”

Anna scoffed, but turned her attention to the woods, scanning it for more men.

“I think I see smoke over there.” And with that Anna took off into the woods, Jesse and Seamus following behind, Monty dragging the captive, Dogmeat brought up the end. They were quite the odd parade Jesse had to admit. When they caught up with Anna she was already going through the villains things.

“I’m going to see if they have any weapons in the tents. Want to join me?” Jesse looked at Seamus, who waved a hand, waiting for Jesse to take the lead. There was not much left, it was obvious the the men were travelling for a while before their group had interrupted their travel. They had ragged sleeping bags, small rations, and a few daggers. The only thing that caught Jesse’s eye was a large wooden chest sitting in the corner of the tent.

“Is it magic?”.

“No, but it’s locked”

There was no good reason to have a huge heavy chest in the middle of the forest. The men were too poor to have anything of value to store in a chest. Jesse idly wondered what could be in it. He was embarrassed to say it took him a few times with his thieves tools to pick the lock on the chest itself. If his mentor Stitch were there to see him struggle he’d make Jesse redo this lock until his fingers bled. What use is a thief if he can’t even pick a simple padlock? Finally the lock fell off and hit the ground with a thud, and Jesse put his things back in his bag. He reached out to open the lid, but hesitated as the lid slowly lifted of its own accord. The breathe caught in his chest as he saw two glowing eyes peak over the side locking with his own.

“Seamus? Come look at this.” Jesse sat down hard on the floor of the tent, never breaking contact with the eyes inside of the chest. Trembling, he reached out his hands to open the chest more, and the lid slammed down as the thing inside got spooked at the sudden movement. He could feel Seamus’ eyes on the back of his neck, as he opened the lid fully.

Inside was a small person, curled up at the bottom of the trunk. His eyes were able to adjust quickly due to his demonic family, and the person came into view. He thought they may be female, with uncertain eyes and a quivering bottom lip. He became acutely aware that whoever this was, they were a child. She had a desperation in her eyes, like an animal trapped in a corner. Her eyes were bright despite the darkness, reminding Jesse of his own. She had bright gold horns, spiralling upwards. Gold indicated a fae parentage. That threw him, he had never heard of fae and demon mixing before.

“We won’t harm you. We’re here to help.” Jesse said, slowly and in Elvish. She cocked her head to the side, eyes narrowing at him. She didn’t believe him, but he couldn’t blame her. When he was living on the streets he didn’t trust anyone aside from himself.

“Do you want to come out of there?” Jesse asked, again in Elvish. Her eyes went wide, and she slowly nodded. He reached out his hand, still shaking a bit from the shock of finding a child in a box, and helped her up out of her prison. He picked her up, she was so small against his body. He realized then she couldn’t be more than six or seven years old. Jesse gently set her down, but had to swoop back in as her knees buckled like a newborn fawn. She must have been in that chest for so long. For a moment he saw red. How dare they keep a child locked away like this. His earlier hesitation when it came to violence was thrown out. He and Seamus made eye contact, as he slowly helped her walk out of the tent into the fresh air.

Together they walked over to the fire, still burning in the middle of the camp. He gently set her down on a log, letting her get adjusted to the outside world. He’d been playing it cool up until now, tamping down on the anger he felt in order not to spook her again. But now that she was safely set down, Jesse balled his fists and advanced on the man they had still constricted in Monty’s coils. The man refused to look him in the eye as he stormed over, which was fine with him. He swung hard, hitting the man across the face.

“Who do you think you are? How dare you harm a child!” Jesse was shaking all over, his anger sweeping over him. He pulled back again to punch the man but his fist was caught before he could let it fly.

“Not here, she’s watching.” Seamus whispered. Jesse swung around and saw the girl staring at him, eyes wide with shock. Jesse gave him a nod, and the group of them went further into the woods where they couldn’t be seen.

“What do you think you’re doing, keeping a girl locked up in a trunk?” Jesse didn’t even realize he was yelling until his voice broke.

The man looked up at him, eye already swelling up from the hit he had taken.

“She’s just a girl. We were going to get rid of her in the next town. She was given to us by her family, it’s no big deal.” Jesse’s stomach turned over at the words.

“Monty, have at him.” Jesse turned his back on his python, allowing him to finish off the man in his grasp. Jesse immediately felt guilty, but pushed it down deep. He and Seamus walked back silently to the camp, ignoring the sounds coming from behind them.

Jesse walked straight back to the girl, and squatted in front of her. He knew that she was probably scared, every adult in her life had betrayed her up to this point, and he needed to tread carefully.

“We are going to move on, would you like to travel with us?” He cocked his head to the side, and kept his body language open trying to convey that he was trustworthy. She looked around to the other two, who had been watching Jesse. He ignored them, keeping his concentration on the girl.

She looked up at him, and nodded solemnly. Jesse breathed a sigh of relief, he found himself rather attached to this child already. She reminded him of himself as a child, young, scared, and betrayed by everyone she knew. The group gathered their things as Jesse went around making a small pack for the girl. He handed her a bag stuffed with a blanket and some food and they set off with one more person in their party.

#original characters #original work #one shot fic #dnd characters #tiefling #fae #tw: abuse #tw: death #tw: offscreen death #tw: snake #tw: kidnapping #tw: child abuse #please be nice #everything based off of our campaign #tw: branding mentioned