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ruru0803 · 6 months

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Playground Rivals: Ken x Male Reader

Chapter 5

"Barbie, Raquelle and I will take them somewhere. Okay?"

Barbie nods as Y/n motions to the boys.

"Okay."

"This way you can think, they have something to do, and we don't have to listen to anyone whining."

Y/n looks at each of them sternly before smiling.

"Though, I say that with love."

Y/n motions for everyone to follow him, leaving Barbie alone, Ken keeps looking behind him at her, seeing how far he can go.

"Ken, c'mon."

"Coming."

"Don't go far."

"Okay!"

Ken rushes towards Y/n's side and all the dolls turn the corner.

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"Who's that?"

Y/n looks up from looking at the patterns on the floor of the ice cream shop they were now in towards the direction Ryan was pointing.

Raquelle was talking to a guy while waiting on line and not just any guy, it was the one from earlier that gave them free snow cones.

Y/n watched as his sister started to twirl her hair and seen how her smile got bigger. He turned to look at Ken beside him to see him already staring back with a big smirk on his face. The two shared a knowing glance before turning their attention back to the girl.

Ryan taps his brother's arm before jabbing his thumb back in the direction of his twin.

"How are you not bothered by this?"

"It's not that big a'deal Ryan."

Ryan looks incredulous at his brother.

"How could you say that?"

Raquelle starts walking back with the guy, both carrying different ice cream cones.

Once they make it to the table where the others are, Raquelle starts handing out the ice cream, Ryan got mint chocolate chip, Ken got a banana split and Y/n got neapolitan.

Raquelle went to a different table with the guy after she finished giving the others their ice cream. Ryan continued to glare at the guy not noticing Ken and Y/n feeding each other scoops from their ice cream.

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Barbie exhales trying to get her thoughts going.

She opens her eyes and starts to look around hoping to find something that could help her find this girl.

She watched a bunch of cars drive past and seen a lot of people walking by but saw nothing that could help her.

She stands up and walks around in a circle before sitting down again.

She closes her eyes again thinking of a memory that she had.

"Be patient."

Barbie glares at the instrument in her hands as the doll beside her laughs.

"You're not gonna be able to learn an instrument in a day."

Barbie exhales deeply.

"I'm Barbie. I'm supposed to be perfect."

Y/n gives her a sympathetic look before touching her knee.

"Maybe that's the problem."

Barbie looks at him in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

Y/n takes the guitar from Barbie before playing 'what if I shine.' Barbie watches as the doll's fingers pressed onto the top strings on some notes and not on others.

"Nobody's perfect. You'll never grow if you don't allow yourself to mess up."

Barbie looks up to see the doll watching her.

"You're not gonna know everything right away and that's okay."

Y/n hands Barbie the guitar again before placing one of her hands on the frets and pressing down on it. Barbie uses her other hand to swipe the bottom chords and a beautiful sound comes out.

"I did it."

Barbie smiles at the doll, his smile grew even more watching her get excited over playing one chord.

"Yeah, you did."

Barbie smiled at the memory, maybe that was the key to finding the girl.

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"Hey Blaine. How's it going?"

Blaine was the guy that Raquelle was hanging out with. He had learned that the others had never seen a movie with moving pictures before; it totally confused him about what they meant by that; he decided to bring them to his favorite movie theater.

"I'm doing pretty good."

The girl smiled at him and then sent Raquelle a friendly smile which kinda threw her off.

"Who's this?"

"I'm Raquelle."

Blaine smiles at Raquelle before handing some money over to the cashier. He had used to work there before and visited there a lot so he knew how much things were.

He had agreed to get everyone drinks and food but the movies are expensive so he told the boys that they would have to find a way in.

"I got an idea."

Y/n shook his head, he already knew what he was going to do but Ken looked at Ryan in wonder.

Ryan put on his best smoldering look and walked up to the girl as Blaine and Raquelle waited for the food.

"Hey."

The girl looked unimpressed and just looked down at her computer system.

"What movie are you trying to see?"

"The same one as them."

Ryan points to the other two who were now getting food handed to them.

"Tickets for three please."

The girl types in her system before looking up.

"That'll be $40.56 please."

Ryan frowns.

"I don't have any money."

"That's too bad. Next person please."

Y/n steps in, this is a long shot but it'll be worth it if it works. Y/n walks up to the girl with a frown on his face.

"It's my fault."

"What?"

"Huh?"

Y/n gives his little puppy eyes to the girl which shocked her.

"It's my brother's birthday and I wanted to treat him to a movie. I told him not to bring any money because I didn't want him to pay for anything on his birthday."

Ryan watches as his brother starts to tear up.

"I stupidly deleted the email I got when I placed my order online and now I've ruined him getting to see this movie."

Y/n had heard people talking about placing online movie orders so he thought he'd add it in his story.

The girl watches as the boy's body started to shake. She couldn't think rationally, she just wanted to make this boy happy.

"You know, it's fine."

The (h/c) haired doll looks up at the girl, tears still in his eyes.

"What?"

"I mean if you paid, you paid. So you guys go ahead."

"Really, I don't wanna get you into trouble."

"It's okay. If I have to, I'll pay for it."

Y/n sent her a small smile. Ryan just looks at the scene shocked motioning for Ken to come up.

"Thank you."

"Oh, no problem."

The boys make their way over to Raquelle, Y/n still keeping the facade until they were all in the theater seats.

"That's scary."

Y/n wanted to make a joke about it but he really did feel bad about lying to the girl.

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"Raquelle, I wanna show you something. It's a place really special to me."

Raquelle smiles at Blaine, intertwining their fingers.

"Okay."

Ryan quickly breaks their hands apart and puts his arms around both people, receiving a glare from his twin.

"Nope, I'm coming too."

"Really, Ryan."

Ryan sends the brunette a cocky grin.

"Yep."

"What about Y/n and Ken?"

Usually Raquelle would do anything for her little sibling to get alone time with Ken but she really wanted to be alone with Blaine right now.

Ryan looks back at his other sibling and then towards Raquelle and then back to his other sibling.

Ryan thinks for a second before shrugging.

"Me and Ken are buddies, I trust him to look after Y/n."

All the dolls look at Ryan in either confusion or shock and Blaine just between them.

"Wha- when did this happen?"

"You do one show together and now you're buddies."

"We're buddies. Sweet!!"

Ryan puts his arms around Blaine and Raquelle and walks away with them.

"Told you, your brother is super intense."

Y/n cringes.

"Yeah, he sure is."

The doll then started to follow Ken around that part of the city, even though he didn't know where he was going, he sure acted like he did.

Y/n's clothing started flowing in the wind when cars passed by and Ken and him would check out their reflection in the windows of a building as they walked by. Things like that didn't happen because everything in Barbieland was plastic. Y/n thought it was nice to actually feel things, sure it got cold or hot in Barbieland but that was about it.

"Excuse me sir."

A guy stopped Ken, easily getting his attention. Ken nodded at the man as he walked past before turning to the (h/c) doll behind him, smiling.

"Did you see that?"

Y/n smiles back at the blonde as his eyes lit up again, nodding.

"I did."

What Y/n loved most of all was seeing how happy Ken was. How his eyes lit up whenever anyone acknowledged him or just the fact that Y/n let him lead him anywhere his heart desired. Respect was something he never had before from anyone besides Y/n.

The two walk pass the Century City Center and just talk about any and everything they've experienced in the past week in Barbieland, venting about times they were annoyed, talking about times where they were happy, leaving out some parts where they were not so happy or embarrassed.

The two of them watched as a man walked out of the building wearing a fluffy fur coat. Which both Y/n and Ken admired on him.

Another guy walked by waving at both Y/n and Ken earning a smile from the dolls.

The two walk by a gym watching two of the men walk out and fist bump each other. Ken turned to Y/n wanting to do the same so the doll decided to entertain him on his little quip.

He pulls Y/n inside the gym and their noses are instantly filled with the smell of sweat and musk. They watch as a couple of men take turns punching punching bags, some lifting different types of weights and others on a running machine.

When they came out Y/n noticed how Ken started walking differently. He thought it was kind of goofy.

"Heh, Ken. What are you doing?"

"Just walking."

"You don't walk like that."

Ken just sends him a playful smile and shrugs off his comment.

"So, you like to watch me walk."

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't not say that."

Ken turns and gives him a playful wink which flustered the doll.

Ken stops walking after a while to watch a car drive by, his eyes started to shine at the sight of it.

His eyes got even brighter when he watched the police men riding one of his favorite animals, the horse. He patted Y/n's arm, jumping up and down at the sight of them.

He then grabs the doll's hand and goes inside of another building. The two watched as the men below were having a meeting, Ken crossed his arms and started acting like one of them. Y/n joined in thinking Ken was only being silly, it got a laugh from the blonde doll.

Y/n continued to watch the men for a little longer not noticing Ken walking away and up an escalator. Once he realized Ken was gone, he ran around the building before bumping into him at the door. He had the biggest smile on his face.

"Oh my god."

He pulled Ken into the tightest hug shocking him but also making him melt.

"Don't do that again."

Ken giggles.

"I'm serious."

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Barbie sat at the bus stop with her eyes closed. The world went quiet and suddenly she could see the swing of a child's foot. Next she saw the child braiding someone's hair.

She took that moment to focus on what the memories were showing her. It was a little girl doing a hand shake with someone but she couldn't see who. The next few memories were flashes, her and someone eating ice cream, then she was playing dolls with who Barbie assumed is her mother, next she ran into her mother's arms and then the next she was sad and started to push her mother away. The girl was now throwing her toys away, her mother keeping one, the girl kept pushing her mother away at this point they didn't seem as close.

Barbie opened her eyes, all those memories, they were intense. She felt a tear running down her face.

"That felt achy but good."

Barbie looked up watching her surroundings, she watched as a family had a picnic on one side while another family played in a park together, One mom pushed a bike down the road while her two daughters followed her, she watched as a couple argued with each other, how the trees blew in the wind, she watched as two men laughed with each other causing her to laugh along even though she had no idea what they were laughing about, she watched as a man looked upset with himself. She wondered if anyone ever looked like that in Barbieland, everything was different, everything felt different.

She looked beside her finding an older woman sitting not too far away from her. The woman looked back up at her and Barbie couldn't help but smile at the woman.

"You're so beautiful."

"I know it."

The two took a moment to admire the beauty of the other. This is what it felt like to be real.

Barbie's eyes widened when she saw Ryan walking back sulking.

"Hey Ryan, what's wrong?"

Ryan sighs passing the lady to sit next to Barbie, laying his head on her lap.

"I've been ditched Barbie. My own family turned against me."

Barbie chuckles as Ryan whines dramatically.

"You're still sulking about."

Raquelle walks up to them now without the guy she ran away with.

"I hardly ditched you."

"Yes, you did."

"No, I didn't."

Ryan just looked at the brunette in disbelief.

"You literally told a girl, 'what you met my brother Ryan,' and left without another word. If that's not ditching, I don't know what is."

"Barbie! Barbie!"

The trio turned their attention to the yelling blonde as he runs at them full speed, Y/n following close behind him.

"Yes!!"

Barbie smiles widely at the appearance of the two.

"I got it!"

The siblings all looked at Ken, confused about what he 'had.' Ken looks all bashful when he notices everyone's eyes on him.

"Oh, what do you got?"

"You go first."

Barbie was also interested in what he had to say. She gave him a big smile.

"No, no, you go."

"We'll go at the same time."

Ken giggles excitedly and Barbie does the same.

"Okay."

The two yell at the top of their lungs gleefully.

"She's at school."

"Men rule the world!"

The siblings eyes widened and their jaws dropped to the floor. What did he say?

Barbie's face scrunched up in confusion and Ken got nervous at the looks he was getting.

"What was that?"

"Ken?"

He brushed off both of his friends' concern.

"The kid's at school?"

"But what did you say?"

Ken just shook his head putting on a smile.

"Nothing."

Barbie just shrugs it off.

"Okay."

"Well, let's go to the school."

"Okay!!"

Barbie was super excited to meet the girl, Ken laughs along with her walking her away from the other dolls who all looked at him in shock.

"Is he okay?"

Y/n looked at the twins as they studied his face.

"What?"

"What do you mean 'what'? You were with him all day."

"Oh because I was with him, that's supposed to mean I should know what's going on with him?"

The two dolls gave him a blank stare.

"Yes."

"Yes!!"

"That's stupid."

"How is it stupid?" Aren't you guys close? You're basically in a relationship."

Y/n stopped walking for a small moment before looking at his brother.

"We're not in a relationship."

"Yet."

The siblings talk amongst themselves as Barbie and Ken lead them in the direction of the school.

#barbie #barbie 2023 #camila mendes #ken x reader #ken x you #margot robbie #nick jonas #raquelle barbie #ryan barbie #ryan gosling #ryan gosling x reader #ken x male reader #Spotify

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fullofsunsetwhispers · 2 years

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Important question!

When Jack and the monks finally go out for ice cream together, which flavor do you think each person would choose? (Love your Xiaolin posts btw!)

Oh, my! That surely is a very important question!

I'll try my best and provide you with some ice-cream hcs!

Firstly, if our lovely 5 were to go out for ice cream, I would like them to choose a place that offers flavors gathered from all over the world. Considering that Omi is a curious little fella I'm certain his friends can't wait to give him a taste of ice cream popular in their respective countries. Aaand since they also miss their fav foods they would not hesitate to give themselves such a treat <3

Kimiko - I think Kimi would like something that is a perfect mix between juicy and salty.

My first guess - is satsumaimo ice-cream

Kimiko really likes sweet potato ice cream because its taste reminds her of home. She remembers how her father would often take her

to Kawagoe region for autumn holidays and buy her this particular flavor.

If the place doesn't have such a treat, she would go with

either lavender, vanilla, cherry, matcha, or salted caramel. Or maybe she'd choose a dessert consisting of 3-4 scoops of different ones! And ask for sprinkles or marshmallows.

Raimundo - jabuticaba ice cream with m&m's

That particular ice cream is made from jabuticaba fruit, which is common in Brazil. Its taste is similar to a grape.

In general, Raimundo seems like a guy who eats lots of fruits. So, exotic flavors are fine with him. At some point, he would come around to adding nuts or walnuts instead of sugary toppings.

In my mind, his second favorite flavors are blueberry, peanut, or dairy ice cream with nuts. Maybe coconut, but he ain't picky, he would literally eat anything because ice cream in any form is cool.

3. Clay - He would opt for either Butter pecan

or cookie ice cream since these are pretty popular flavors in Texas.

However, the butterscotch sundae sounds tasty too.

(the truth is if there was a bacon flavor, our cowboy wouldn't shilly-shally and order it as the first person lol)

Vanilla, chocolate, and toffee are ok, too! He's not a fussy eater he would eat anything, just add as much fruit, a syrup-like topping and he'll be satisfied!

4. Jack-o

I imagine Evil Boy Genius is an ice cream expert. He orders tons of different flavors from shops and stores them in the fridge for the rest of his family, too. He is prone to coffee-like flavors, but he consumes chocolate and cake batter in large amounts.

He's also a fan of Neapolitan and Mint Chocolate Chip (His inner good!Jack tells him Mint is the best. what a shame Mint ain't evil, liking these ice cream ruins his reputation as a bad guy) He would struggle the most with making the final decision on what to order.

5. Omi.

Ok, I lied - Omi can't decide because he wants to taste ALL OF THEM. He's so intrigued by the many shapes and colors of ice cream displayed in the shop window, the others have to calm him down. Kimiko advises the little monk to try out matcha green tea ice cream. It turns out to be a great choice.

Additionally, he takes a liking to Basic flavors such as vanilla and chocolate. If I recall correctly Omi insisted on getting a sundae, do Rai would order a a strawberry sundae for him

But dear god, Omi can't sit calmly once the ice cream ordered by his friends lands on their table. He jumps on the table and steals a spoonful of each lol

Aaand taking into consideration Omi has a big appetite... As big as my desire to have some wholesome Jack-Omi BRO moments, please consider Jack and Omi sharing a Banana split.

Jack is that lil shit tm and eats all the cherries, not leaving even one for Omi. Omi declares he'll pay for that in the next showdown.

As you can see, I can't quite give you the One and only option for Kimiko, Raimundo, Clay, Omi, and Jack bc I wasn't sure if they should go to the place which offers ice cream in scoops or in the shape of big desserts. Anyway, I hope you like this post!

#xiaolin showdown #ask #i did some research! Now I know the names of Japanese ice cream flavors #and Brazillian fruits #kimiko tohomiko #raimundo pedrosa #clay bailey #omi #jack spicer #ice cream #my headcanons #jack and omi yelling cheerfully: IT'S BANANA TIME #jack and omi 5 mins later: ouch brain freeze #and I love you anon for your nice words and for showing me love by writing this askprompt

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unikittybigbrightworldau · 8 months

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My OCs in Uniflip

The Uniflip AU belongs to @uniflip-official!

Uniflip Swanna, first of all, is a very posh peacock girl named Peahenna. She is always seen wearing a sophisticated pink dress. However, she’s not very talkative. She’d rather stay at home and weave. Lee is a cherry-shaped gemstone who is adventurous and very talkative. He has an almost magical archery talent, as well as an eye for fashion. The two of them are from Graceia, a fashionable, high-society land surrounding a lake. They took up work in the Unidominion for reasons known only to them.

Floela, who in Big Bright World is Neapolitan’s friend, is Master Smile and Brock's friend. She likes to make ice cream, but she’s very clumsy and tends to make a mess. She just wants everyone to get along, but she tends to be a little hotheaded. She is close with her twin brother Neapolitan, who likes piloting and air-related things besides making desserts. Their family has lived in Uniflip!Frowntown all their life, but their heritage comes from Sugar Valley.

Germafrost is a mischievous and playful boy from Sugar Valley. Though he sometimes stumbles and falls, he goes wherever the wind takes him. He likes to prepare delicious ice cream cakes and collect sprinkles and chocolate chips he finds in the ground. He eventually meets Floela, and he helps her improve her skills in baking. Also, in Sugar Valley, there are ten types of desserts you can make, including cakes, ice cream, cookies and candies.

Lute, a sheep/ice cream hybrid, is Germafrost’s caretaker who likes to play the lute when she’s not baking cookies. She’s very punctual and is often seen at work. It’s rumored that when you eat one of her cookies, you’ll be able to see the possible futures of how the rest of your week will go. She gets really concerned for her loved ones’ safety.

Abigail, or Abby, is Germafrost’s other caretaker. She is a gray wolf who likes to improvise, and like Germafrost, she is drawn to things that look tasty. She likes to look up at the stars at night. She makes freeze-dried candies.

Tennatop, noted for his long, swirly antennae, is a pink and orange butterfly who lives in the multi-biome kingdom of Teravi (TEHR-ah-vee). He loves having a good time, and he’s always ready to have fun and play. He still tries to be conscious and keep himself safe. He is a huge animal person, doing his best to care for the fauna of his world. He’s also quite the party animal.

Lily is Tennatop’s inventive friend and the princess of Teravi. She is a blue butterfly. She is a problem solver who tinkers with the things she finds in nature. She also tries to make sure that her inventions won’t leave behind waste or use up too much energy. She can often be found in her workshop.

Lucian, who nicknames himself Spike, is the liveliest and peppiest member of Tennatop’s friend group. He is a golden sun moth who styles his hair in points that look like sun rays. He is a graceful and agile circus performer, and he loves when people watch him flip and swing on the trapeze. Though he sometimes falls down, he doesn’t let his mishaps define him.

Marcella is a honey bee. She doesn't like to be in one place for very long, and she doesn’t like getting wet. She travels around Teravi to collect nectar. She can fly at very fast speeds, meaning that it can be hard to see her. She easily gets bored and impatient, but she’s loyal and resilient.

Cream is a friend of Tennatop and Marcella who is a small pink butterfly fairy. He is learning to care for crops and plants, and he has no problem getting dirty. He also likes to make his crops into salads, and he always has some salad cream on hand for them. He is considerate, so he often checks up on his friends.

Kira is a blue glaucus who lives in an undersea land called Marinia. She’s assertive and rather short-tempered. She’s an athlete who loves underwater sports, especially volleyball. She has a good sense of problem-solving and teamwork. Though she’s a loose cannon, you can always count on her to pick you up.

Bia is Kira’s lifelong best friend. She is a red lion’s mane jellyfish. She is dreamy, mellow, and goes with the flow most of the time. She cares for the undersea plants in her garden. She also likes to make pottery and paintings. She’s very merciful and is respectful towards everyone. She’s paralyzed in her bottom half, so she has prosthetic fins that help her swim.

Allegra is a hybrid of a blue-ringed octopus and a sea star. She’s very polite and upbeat, and she brings happiness to others. She is a pacifist, as well as very romantic. She’s open and expressive, wanting to let other people know how she’s feeling. Making music is her top favorite thing to do. She is a singer, songwriter, actress and occasional poet.

Zora is a curious and fearless leafy sea dragon. He has a can-do attitude, and he’s intuitive and smart. He never shies away from tossing the dice and taking chances. He is a filmmaker who hopes to direct his own movies someday. He supports his friends through any situation. He nicknames himself Tangerweed because he’s always thought that the leaves on his body look like tangerine-colored seaweed.

Master Love is a Bloom Lord that wants to spread love and joy to all of the people of the world. She is patient about finding a partner of her own, and she understands that not everybody needs to have love to be happy. She also really loves herself, giving herself affirmations every day.

Prince Trey is the elven son of King Arcentharion of Charmland. He is very, very, VERY shy and sensitive. He’s also calm and relaxed. He loves kittens, flowers, things that are cute, and most of all, soccer. He bursts into tears whenever someone provokes him. He has the magical ability to freeze water. After he lost his older sister to an accident, Master Smile encouraged him to open up about his feelings.

Estara is the royal advisor to the king. She’s very devoted to her job, and she seems to be the one holding Charmland together. Though she can be bossy sometimes, she’s very motherly and protective towards Trey. She prefers very expensive things, and goes out of her way to make an event or interior as fancy as it can be. Her mom tried to push her into practicing mad science, but Estara wanted to be a clock repairwoman. To this day, she enjoys fixing clocks and helping people tell the time.

Sgt. Luna is a chivalrous and brave knight, but she tends to be self-centered and rude. She views herself as the gorgeous leader of Charmland’s royal guard of mages, but she doesn’t really know what she’s doing. She neglects cleaning her room and work space. Besides casting spells with her staff, she also enjoys writing plays. She comes from Stage Island, a theatrical land.

Estelle is Trey’s adoptive younger sister. Unlike him, she’s not an elf. She’s dramatic, and she’s a huge night owl. She speaks with a lot of emphasis in her voice. She often goes outside to hang out with her friends, such as her close friend Imogen. She is an enthusiast for undersea treasures and mysteries.

Imogen is an open-minded girl who is very forgiving of others. She looks past the negative qualities of everyone. She’s a huge butterfly lover and has lots of feeders built on her house. She and Estelle attend a yearly convention for pirates and ocean explorers. She lives in a houseboat on a lake.

#Unikitty!#AU #alternate universe #Unikitty: Big Bright World #oc #ocs #my ocs #Uniflip

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squiggly-mctwig · 1 year

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What do you think the Rise boys’ favorite ice cream flavors are? I’ve been seeing everyone’s takes on them and I’m curious lmao

Oo that's a good one! ehe (putting under read more because I may have went a little overboard-)

For Donnie, he says that his favorite is probably like basic chocolate or strawberry, but it's actually mint. He just (rightfully) doesn't say his actual favorite because he knows Leo is going to call him something like 'stinky mint boi' or 'toothpaste kisser' for forever lol. His favorite part about it is probably the 'refreshing' chill in his mouth like he just brushed his teeth after consuming an entire bucket under 3 minutes (after sneaking it into his lab ofc).

I'd have to say Mikey's favorite is something along the lines of cotton candy flavored ice cream, but honestly he'll eat anything that tastes like candy. Can't bring himself to eat neapolitan icecream in honour of icecream kitty. Mikey loves to mix flavors and sometimes it comes out pretty good! I say sometimes because he once mixed slices pieces of fish, vanilla ice cream scoops, and the arm of a Lou Jitsu action figure and threw it into the freezer (guess what movie he watched before making it).

Raph's favorite flavor would probably be chocolate chip cookie dough! He just loves the texture of the little balls of cookie dough and the subtle small cronch kahsdhhd. His love for it also probably roots from the fact that he's usually the one to (not so) sneakily eat all the excess raw cookie dough on spoons while baking with Mikey. This usually results in him being caught 70% of the time. Unlike the rest of his brothers who gulp down the ice cream under a minute, he takes little bites to savor the taste.

Cookies n cream would probably be Leo's favorite! According to him, it's essentially just a cold oreo paste (he has a secret oreo stash beneath his bed he refills every week). Sometimes to trigger his brothers he'll put the ice cream in a cone, wait for it to melt, and then bite the bottom of it so it acts like a funnel of constant melted ice cream, which gets EVERYWHERE. Donnie isnt fond of cleaning that sticky situation (BA DUMM TSS) so he just hides all the ice cream cones before Leo can get his hands on them.

#squigg speaks #rottmnt headcannons #non tiggles #totally not projecting myself on donnie where would you ever get that idea

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omgiamwish · 1 year

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Okay, I gotta ask cuz I’m curious! Do you have a least favorite TMNT character from either the 2018 or 2003 show? If so, who and why?? 😁 thank you in advance!! I can’t wait for the next part of the LOTR AU!

When I was a kid watching 2003, I didn't like Raph because of his anger issues and because I thought he was dumb and mean. In retrospect, I had exactly zero self-awareness and was probably experiencing 'he's just like me fr (derogatory)' syndrome. I think I'd have a lot more sympathy for Raph if I watched it now. Judging by a few clips I've watched recently, Casey would probably be my least favorite of the main cast now.

With the 2018 boys, asking who's my least favorite is like asking what my least favorite flavor of neapolitan ice cream is- the answer is subject to change and doesn't really matter considering how much I love them all. Of the main cast... is Draxum counted in the main cast? Anyway, yeah, I don't like him as a person and he fails to compel or interest me as a character. He's arrogant and hateful, and doesn't even have the decency to be interesting about it. Insert obligatory 'no hate to people who do like him' statement

regarding my lotr au: i'm so excited to finally be getting to outdoor scenes; i was getting kind of bored of drawing indoor backgrounds, but now I get to draw plants and snow! moonlight and sunlight! action and memes!

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words-to-accomplish-something · 1 year

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My Top Posts in 2022:

So I’m in my @taylorswift feels this morning (cause when am I not?) and it’s mainly about the re-recordings.

Now of course I’m so proud of her for making this bold move and doing what she needs to do to own her own music, but it also breaks my heart. To me, some of the appeal of the older albums is that she sounds younger. Those first few albums are a teen/young woman’s view and experience with love, and as she grows and matures in her views you can hear that in her voice.

With the re-recordings you lose that growth, and part of my feelings on this are probably also influenced by the fact that I’ve been getting Taylor’s albums since she only had the one out and I’ve grown up with her.

Anyways, these are just my thoughts that I felt like sharing. Have a good day y’all!

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Warm hearty foods that need a spoon/bowl to be served and an accompanying carb is the meal of KINGS!!!

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So today I found out about the Dracula online thing, and seeing people talk about got me curious enough to sign up. I’ve never read this book before so I’m excited to see where today’s modern vampire craziness got its roots.

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Ok, I’m trying to find a book I started in middle school and I need help. It was a World War II book that mainly took place in India; the mc was a boy who started out in London, I think, and then was sent to this big estate his dad was in charge of? for his safety, but eventually that fails, and he escapes the house via a trapdoor fireplace. That I remember clearly. The cover was black, white, and green heavy, with elephants. I never got to finish it at the time and now it’s on my mind and I want to. Help!!

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My #1 post of 2022

Sooo…

Anyone know why A Muppet Christmas Carol is trending today? I’m just a bit confused.

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Jezabat’s OC Masterlist

In no small part thanks to my Unikitty and Minecraft: Story Mode fanfiction, this list is VERY long.

Unikitty:

- Swanna, a stylish and adventurous swan and a friend to Unikitty and the gang.

- Lee, a floating cherry who is Swanna's other half.

- Imogen, a teenage witch who sleeps over with Master Frown and Brock.

- Estelle, Imogen's nautical twin sister.

- Prince Germafrost, the shy prince of Ice Cream Land.

- Princess Crystalline, Germafrost's older sister. She died of injuries sustained after getting crushed.

- Prince Neapolitan, Germafrost's energetic younger brother.

- Piano, Germafrost's fancy royal advisor.

- Sgt. Wolf, a flirtatious, smug wolf who leads the Ice Cream Land royal guard.

- Floela, a lighthearted sled dog who loves butterflies.

- Princess Waterlily, a jellyfish who is the dreamy princess of Marevi.

- Shelltop, Waterlily's slightly cantankerous lifelong best friend.

- Spike, a well-mannered, pacifistic singer.

- Marcella, aka “Butterpearl,” a fearless filmmaker who lives in the castle.

- Cream, a silly teen seahorse who is best friends with Butterpearl.

- Kira, a conscientious butterfly fairy.

- Allegra, a peppy and persistent trapeze artist.

- Bia, a nerdy and problem-solving inventor and environmental technician.

- Zora, a headstrong, resilient and tough deliverer who travels through Botania's dry areas.

- Trey, a bright-eyed elf boy from Charm Valley.

- Mabel, an open-minded maple tree being.

- Pepper, my random and relaxed Unikitty persona. She has a pet chameleon named Ink.

- Master Cupid, a Doom Lord who sets people up to knock them down.

- Iris and Lotus, the social and peaceful lead singers of the Petalstones.

- Magnolia, the clever pianist.

- Marigold, the content violinist.

- Orchid, the reactive bassist.

- Tiger Lily, the brave guitarist.

- Wisteria, the peaceful cowbell player.

- Hellebore, the aloof drummer.

- Snapdragon, the timid creator of additional sound effects.

- Chrysanthemum, the joyful tambourinist.

- Dusty, an earth scientist and paleontologist who is an old friend of Dr. Fox and Dr. Bunny.

- Pheasala, Hawkodile’s noisy foster sister.

- Val and Ribbon, two citizens of the Unikingdom who are a sibling pair of businessmen.

- Rosa, a soft-hearted axolotl who likes choreography and reading.

- Maya, a smart flower girl who is skilled in math.

- Annie, a squirrel who loves to solve problems.

- Ringo, a charming lemur.

- Snowfox, a stuck-up bully of Dr. Fox and Dr. Bunny who was cursed with monstrousness after a falling out with Ivy. She is a collab OC between me and Char.

- Calvin, Pepper's easygoing father who works at a car wash.

- Beatrice, Pepper's more protective mother who works as a photographer.

- William, Pepper's older brother with a fondness for superhero movies.

- Gracey, Pepper's bouncy younger sister.

- Marie, Pepper's sneaky maternal grandmother who owns the house her family lives in.

- Carmine, Mabel’s sharp-witted father.

- Meryl, Mabel’s playful and sassy mother.

- Millie, Mabel’s outdoorsy, steadfast older sister.

- Scarlet, Mabel’s fiesty younger sister.

- Douglas and Max, Mabel's younger brothers.

- Bigbang, an exuberant sports commentator and MC.

- Princess Unear, Unikitty and Puppycorn’s mother who is retired.

- Prince Pericorn, Unikitty and Puppycorn’s father who is also retired.

- May, Imogen's down-to-earth mother.

- Samuel, Imogen's fiery father.

- Jane, Master Cupid's mother and Lord Landlord's partner who works for a pharmaceutical company in Frowntown.

- Mayor Melancholia, the true leader of Frowntown. Even though she's still in charge, her position was usurped by the Doom Lords.

- King Dairycone, Germafrost's benevolent father and the ruler of Ice Cream Land.

- Queen Snowcorn, Germafrost's timid mother and the other ruler of Ice Cream Land.

- Jamison Woolforth, Piano's father who is a longtime concert pianist.

- Dawn Woolforth, Piano's mother and a scientist.

- Judge Fudge, a fudge square judge who hears proceedings in Ice Cream Land’s local courthouse and carries out the laws the king and queen create.

- Coco, a chipper chocolate ice cream who runs a cozy restaurant called Bliss.

- Mintfoot, a cool-minded mint chocolate chip ice cream with large feet.

- Dough, an irritable ice cream sandwich who shovels snow.

- Toffee Chip, a clever vanilla ice cream with toffee chips on his head.

- Caramella, a serious and literal caramel square.

- Sprinklehead, a very energetic strawberry ice cream with thousands of sprinkles.

- Bananilla, a laid-back hybrid of vanilla and banana-flavored ice cream and a snowboarder.

- Randy, a bubblegum ice cream who's usually chewing bubble gum.

- Marshscotch, a hybrid of a marshmallow square and a butterscotch square who loves climbing things.

- Cottonette, a charming cotton candy ice cream and a puppeteer.

- Wafflecone, a simplistic and imaginative waffle cone who works in his cousin's toy store.

- Browncake, a hybrid of brownie batter and cake batter ice cream who helps keep its people safe from sicknesses.

- Olivia, a perpetually calm peanut butter-flavored ice cream who enjoys playing ice hockey.

- Sunday, an intelligent ice cream sundae who works in the palace.

- Iceberry, a snow cone involved with the Ice Cream Bowl Palace Guard.

- The Milkman, a cow who harvests milk from the waterways and delivers it to people throughout Ice Cream Land.

- Angela, a ballet instructor and Swanna’s mom.

- Christopher, a trumpetist and Swanna’s dad.

- Ziggy, Swanna’s wild little brother.

- Prime Minister Odetta, the head of the Swan Ministry and the leader of Swan Lake.

- Siegfried, Odetta's husband that lives with her and the other lady swans.

- Phil, an alleged expert on emotions and feelings who is friends with Dr. Fox's dad.

- Marmotter, aka Armot, a marmoset/otter hybrid who was buddies with Phil in college.

- Fiona, a perceptive swan girl.

- Edmund, a determined swan boy and Fiona’s brother.

- Lila, Dr. Fox’s cousin who invented a machine that records your dreams and lets you watch them.

- Queen Moonlily, Waterlily's mother and the Giver of Life of Marevi.

- King Nettle, Waterlily's father and the other Giver of Life of Marevi.

- Clamilla, Shelltop's decisive and bold mother who plays badminton.

- Snailtop, Shelltop's fun-loving father who plays cricket.

- Celina, Spike's mother and a peace-spreading strategist.

- Pierre, a courageous explorer and Marcella's father

- Elena, an enthusiastic jeweler and Marcella's mother

- Dominic, aka Dom, Marcella's smart younger brother.

- Felicia, Marcella's younger sister and a hug.

- Julien, Marcella's curious youngest brother.

- Yogurt, Cream's smiley dad.

- Meringue, Cream's sweet other dad.

- Whip, Cream's trustworthy older brother.

- Emilio, Spike’s maternal grandfather who is a meteorologist and plays the flute.

- Xenia, Spike’s maternal grandmother who works with undersea technology.

- Coach Ursula, an oarfish and Shelltop’s volleyball coach.

- Gabbro, a crab/pufferfish hybrid on Shelltop’s volleyball team and the teammate he’s closest with.

- Carla, a spirited cardinal fish on Shelltop’s team.

- Natalie Nautilusia, a cheeky nautilus who is a close friend to Waterlily and Spike.

- Aura, an oyster and a friend of Waterlily.

- Chrysa, a crinoid/anemone hybrid and a regular customer of Cream’s family’s bakery.

- Dr. Mako, a mako shark who the Seagang and their families regularly go to see for help

- Thorn, a considerate sea urchin hairstylist.

- Basseel, a comforting bass/eel hybrid.

- Eleanor Ellopsi, a responsible ladyfish.

- Filippa Ellopsi, Eleanor’s lively sister.

- Prudencia, a sensible vaquita who enjoys radio stories.

- Sardino Beguino, a sardine whose parents moved to Marevi from the Unikingdom.

- Dottie, a humble houndshark.

- Angarrot, a reserved angelfish/parrotfish hybrid.

- Cell, a calico fish who likes to animate and storyboard.

- Eliza, a vampire squid who's a loud and proud director.

- Manuel, a manta ray and aspiring screenwriter .

- Dave, a patch of seaweed who directed Quoth the Penguin, “Nevermore!”, a show that Spike was in.

- Dolores, a white-sided dolphin and drummer.

- Andreas, an anglerfish and trombonist.

- Marlibut, a marlin/halibut hybrid, Cerise Inka, a squid, and The Sea Devil, a seadevil, Marevian musicians who had acting roles in Quoth the Penguin, “Nevermore!”

- Lucinda, Dr. Fox's great-grandmother who seems to be the matriarch of her family.

- Jessie, Dr. Fox's paternal grandmother and Lucinda's daughter .

- Jay, Dr. Fox's great uncle and Jessie's twin brother.

- Forrest, Felix, Don and Rosemary, Benton's cousins and Jay's children.

- Vita, Dr. Fox's older sister who studies people's behavioral habits.

- Needle, Spike's father who harmed him, his friends and many other Marevians.

- Lord Monarch, the Life-Bringer of Botania.

- Fern, one of Kira's five siblings and a farmer.

- Emi, Kira's grandmother who raised her and Fern; their siblings were raised by their uncle.

- Desiree, a deer/mole hybrid known for selling tickets.

- Rose, a dashing Gemflower who is friends with Fern.

- Carnation, an investigative friend of Allegra and Bia.

- Sapphire, an early bird who lets fairies and insects sit on his head.

- Cherry Blossom, a sweet and sour friend to Kira.

- Freesia, a young Gemflower.

- Moonstone, an instinctive friend of Kira.

- Princess Anastasia, Queen Carnelia's daughter and the princess of Elegancia.

- Prince Alfredo, Anastasia's brother and the prince of Elegancia.

- Captain Ember, a loyal firebird and the leader of Elegancia's order of knighthood.

- Sir Arthur Wolf, Sgt. Wolf's dad and one of the knights in the order.

- Felicity Wolf, a hotel maid and Sgt. Wolf's mom

- Benton, Dr. Fox's father who engineered a space-traveling car.

- Carrie, Dr. Fox's sentimental mother who knows a thing or two about clothing.

- Boomerang, Dr. Fox's music-loving younger brother.

- Rover, Benton's brother and Dr. Fox's uncle who is a forensic scientist.

- Daisy, Rover's wife who created Snapdragon in a lab.

- Nico, Lila's younger brother and a young magician.

- Kamie and Berry, Dr. Fox's youngest cousins.

- Ivy, a poison ivy/violet hybrid, a chemist, and Snowfox's former friend.

- Dusty, a paleontologist and archeologist who Dr. Fox and Dr. Bunny knew in their classes.

- Estara, Trey's mother who can predict the future.

- Luna, Trey's other mother who can look into space.

- Arcentharion, the elf mage who rules over Charm Valley.

- Hilda, Imogen’s obliging aunt.

Teen Titans:

- Scorpion, a member of Titans East.

- Melodea, a musical and sweet heroine whose songs are hypnotic.

- Cadenza, Melodea's just-as-musical younger sister who uses her instruments as weapons.

Summer Camp Island:

- Tasha, an artistic and adventurous ocelot.

- Jack, a farmer cow. He came to the island to look after Patty.

- Patty, Jack's little sister. She has a bunch of pet mice.

- Katie, my persona and a talented mole with stage fright.

- Skippy, a scientific arctic fox.

- Brianna, an optimistic sloth who claims to be Pepper's best friend.

- Erica, an athletic bighorn sheep who is one of the witch counselors.

- Belissa, one of the monsters on the island.

Mao Mao: Heroes of Pure Heart:

- Ruby, the banished princess of Volcano Lake who can create fire.

- Sally, Ruby's best friend who can manipulate the earth.

- Princess Leongarde, one of King Snugglemagne's daughters.

- Annette, my aloof persona. She is a Lunar Sweetypie who was once Adorabat's teenage friend. She has three pet parakeets.

- Edgar, Annette's father and a close friend to Eugene.

- Agnes, Annette's mother and a singer.

- Marco and Hadrian, Annette's younger brothers.

- Chanelle, Annette's best friend who lives with her.

- Savannah, Chanelle's older sister and a dancer.

- King Topaz, Ruby's brother who took the throne of Volcano Lake after her banishment.

- Alex, Sally's half-sister.

Steven Universe:

- Sugar Quartz, my gemsona and one of the last two gems to be made on Earth.

The Owl House:

- Lorraine, my Owl House witchsona who is on the construction track at Hexside.

- Calliope, a girl on the healing track who is Lorraine's twin sister.

- Sylvester, a boy who is on the oracle track and is good friends with the sisters.

- Geibi, a witchling on the bard track who hangs around with Lorraine, Calliope and Sylvester.

The Amazing Digital Circus:

- Fia, my fiery persona. She is a torch-based being with a huge temper.

- Lansing, a perky apple-based being.

Ever After High:

- Radley, the Little Red Hen's son.

- Ona, Tina and Tressa, the daughters of One-Eye, Two-Eyes and Three-Eyes.

Trolls:

- Xeon, a techno troll who was raised in Pop Village.

- King Benny and Princess Martha, the sibling rulers of the swing music kingdom.

- Alexander, Cornelius, Lydia and Maria, the musical theater trolls and bounty hunters.

WALL-E:

- D-J, a music bot whose job is to provide entertainment for Axiom passengers.

- V-T, a veterinarian/groomer/petsitter bot who cares for the ship's animals.

The Nightmare Before Christmas:

- Donna, my snarky persona.

- Bertha Day, the leader of Birthdays.

- The Tooth Fairy, who lives in Tooth Town.

- Sparky, the leader of New Years.

- Shine and DJ Flare, Sparky’s best friends.

- Mother Nature, the leader of Earth Day Town and Bertha's mother.

- Father Time, Bertha's father who watches over time itself in Time Land.

- Volt, Shock's mother.

- Bands, a zombie girl dressed as a mummy.

- Muzzle, a werewolf boy.

- Bayonet, a vampire girl.

- Brutta, a plant monster girl.

- Breech, an alien boy.

- Trigger, a dragon boy.

- Ramrod, a yeti boy.

- Perry, a gremlin man.

Minecraft: Story Mode:

- Ramona, an optimistic and kind sweetheart. She has a pet bunny named Paisley.

- Jezabat, my Minecraft: Story Mode persona. She is a curious resident of Beacontown who was once a competitor. She has, like, sixteen pet bats, two notable ones being Gideon and Pippi.

- Lena, a friend of Jez’s who likes music, poetry and theater. She has a pet axolotl named Cedric.

- Tanoshii, a closed-off but fun goofball. They have a pet parrot named Fuki.

- Tristan, an indecisive but smart learner. He has a pet frog named Bart.

- Deepa, a charming lover of the arts. She has two pet dogs named Tara and Mira.

- Marisol, an Aetherian who likes to explore new places and travels to Beacontown via Aether portal. She has an allay by her side named Lake.

- Bella, a half-human, half-admin who lives with Dove and Asher.

- Jasper, a Basaltian who also travels to Beacontown via Nether portal.

- Skyla, another Aetherian who likes reading interesting stories. She also has an allay beside her named Hush.

- Flint, another Basaltian, a lava sailor and a documenter who likes to travel.

- Dove, a peaceful admin who appears to be Bella's mother figure.

- Asher, a loving admin who appears to be Bella's uncle figure.

- Sylvia and Carter, Jez’s friends from her brewing class.

- Saoirse, a friend of Jez and Deepa.

- Svetlana, a friend of Ramona’s from her forging class.

- Jayden, Ramona’s friend from her creative construction class and her love interest.

- Wilhelmina, aka Willa, a pal of Lena’s and Tanoshii’s from their music class.

- Zeke, Tristan’s only friend outside the gang who‘s in his redstone class.

- Kurtis and Antonio, friends of Deepa from her building class.

- Vega, a maid in the Aether palace who is secretly plotting something malicious. She has an allay at her side named Castor.

- Roxy, the leader of an island called Rave Reef in a world you can visit through the portal hallway.

- Lucius, Uriel and Chandler, the three rulers of the Aether.

- Rey, Juniper, Celeste and Aurora, the rulers’ four other ladies at court besides Marisol and Skyla.

- Ember, a rather hostile inhabitant of the Nether forest where Jasper lives.

- Gustav and Clayton, two farmers from the forest.

- Kendall, who runs her own minecart transportation system.

- Quinten and Cressida, the rulers of the forest.

- Parker, a human who got lost in the Nether like Lena did and was taken in by the Basaltians.

- Mackie, aka Mac, Tanoshii’s partner, whom they lost after evacuating to Jesse’s world.

- Holly, Ramona’s best friend who moved away after Romeo almost bedrocked over Jesse’s world.

- Linda and Amy, old friends of Jez’s from the Old Builders’ world who formed the Pink Team with her.

- Michael and Kelly, gym teachers at the Honeycomb School.

- Howard, a redstone teacher.

- Taren and Tetsu, forging and enchantments teachers.

- Beck, a brewing teacher who takes a yearly trip to the Nether to collect more ingredients.

- Pamela, the headmistress of the Honeycomb School.

The FirstWorld Collection:

- Gratuita, a sweet girl who likes plants and gardening.

- Snowflake Obsidian and Black Opal, two engineers in town.

- Blue Lace Agate, a seamstress who designs clothing and banners.

- Granite, a writer who is famous in both a good way and a bad way.

- Poppy Topaz, an animal-loving friend of Blue Lace's.

- Veyron and Yarrow, Blue Lace and Poppy's two mortal friends.

- Guinevere, aka Gwen, a witch in town who sells potions and enchantments.

Encanto:

- Valentina, the daughter of one of Julieta's daughters. She was gifted with the ability to breathe underwater.

- Lucian, the son of one of Julieta’s daughters and Valentina's little brother. His gift is seeing in the dark/night vision.

- Felipe, Dolores and Mariano’s oldest child. He doesn’t have a gift because he never wanted one.

- Nicolás, Felipe’s brother. He can turn invisible for 2-3 minutes at a time.

- Cora, one of the two daughters of Mariano and Dolores. She doesn’t like her gift, which is to accelerate and decelerate someone’s heartbeat.

- Pilar, the youngest of their daughters and the youngest of the new generation. She can absorb the matter within an object and use it to create something new.

Mario franchise:

- Princess Harpy, the courageous and dutiful princess of Aviaria.

- Crowena, Princess Harpy's sneaky advisor.

- Cassie, a southern cassowary Aviarian and a delinquent leader.

- Lambert, Barrel and Gilbert, the members of Cassie’s gang of ruffians.

- Peony, a young mayfly Aviarian who lives down at Cicada Creek.

- Georgette, Siobhan and Blush, three employees at Mall Landing.

- The Black Witch, a black witch moth who can foresee what’s happening in Aviaria.

- Selene, a luna moth and the Black Witch’s apprentice.

- Luna, an expert on hammers who can upgrade them to make them stronger.

- The Muffin Puffin, a puffin in Port Windborne who sells muffins.

- Opal, my athletic persona. She is a psychic human girl who lives on the kingdom of Aviaria's Ryukyu Island. She has a pet snow leopard named Dalmatian.

- Strati, Princess Dozelia, Poppy, Sandy and Davy, the guardians of the five Zee Parts.

- Red, a Beanish waitress and chef who works in her parents' restaurant.

- Maizee, one of Red's two best friends.

- Velvet, another of Red's two best friends.

- Snip, Red’s somewhat impatient but social dad.

- Hari, Red’s humble and kind mom.

- Garbanzo, the Beanish royal scientist.

- Brodi, Barkley and Bessie, Peasley's three naughty cousins.

- Jacklin, a huge fantasy fan and Peasley’s friend.

- Soren, an aspiring tattoo artist.

- Reese, a flutist who is part of a marching band. - Misty, an amateur fashion designer.

- King Orion, the king of Sprite Haven, the kingdom of the Star Sprites.

- Queen Corona, the queen of Sprite Haven.

- Prince Apollo, the prince of the kingdom who tries his best to be cool.

- Princess Sputnik, Apollo's much more acquiescent sister.

- Ari, Taura, Gem, Canci, Leo, Viga, Libi, Scorlo, Sagi, Capri, Aqua and Pisci, the 12 members of the Zodiac.

- Goldry, a friend of Starlow’s.

- Astrielle, Starlow’s mother who works for some kind of important project.

- Xander, a younger coworker of Astrielle’s.

- Iris, a girl Xander loves who is a lover of all things purple.

- Cooper, a business-obsessed Koopa Troopa.

- The Sprixie King and the Sprixie Queen, the parents of the Sprixie Princesses and the rulers of the Sprixie Kingdom.

- Prince Almaz, the outgoing prince of the Cards Kingdom.

- King Sverkat, Almaz’s father and the king of the Cards Kingdom.

- Queen Almaznaya, Almaz’s mother and the lost queen of the Cards Kingdom.

Sonic franchise:

- Miss Zeliza, a middle-aged Zeti teacher and Zolly's caretaker.

- Zolly, Zor's half-sister who's his polar opposite.

- Paprika, my theatrical Sonic persona.

- Puff, Paprika's adoptive brother.

- Bobbi and Dolly, a pair of roommates who are friends of Paprika and Puff.

- Penny and Poppy, two bird sisters who live together.

- Eulalee, a trout who lives in the same apartment complex as Paprika and Puff.

- Sara and Eda, who are roommates like Bobbi and Dolly.

- Leather, a traveling sea turtle who lives in a houseboat.

Skylanders:

- Jazzerina, my Skylanders persona, a Clefish dancer of both the Magic and Dark elements, and an ally to the Skylanders.

- Candlequin, a wax figure clown of the Magic element and a Doom Raider.

- Fearleader, a villainous cheerleader of the Air element whose real name is Farrah.

Adventures in New Jungsey (www.wattpad.com/story/13046136…):

- Jenny, an enthusiast for all things spooky and strange. She has a pet tarantula named Edward.

- Susie, Jenny's geography-obsessed cousin.

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flashfuture · 3 years

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It just occurred to me that until Dick showed up at the house angry about Jason, that Jason never knew about Dick either.

Because Jason knew obviously that there was a first Robin but he didn’t know it was Dick. Not until Dick told him so.

That has to be so weird for Jason. Like he had this concept of a previous Robin and Bruce kept comparing them but he never knew a thing about the guy.

I don’t think Jason Todd would be one to keep up with celebrity news so it’s entirely possible he didn’t know Bruce Wayne had a ward before Jason. Also weird as fuck Alfred moved Jason into Dick’s room. Like did they just throw all his shit out? Bruce went ham on the replacement angle.

But what I think is amazing about the Bruce and Jason relationship is that Bruce wasn’t a new parent. He’d done the teenage angst and rebellion with the worlds most dramatic kid. Jason can’t phase him.

Excuses? Bruce has heard them all.

Jason tries to sneak out? Dick tried it that way his second week.

Jason tries freaking out Bruce? Anything beats the heart attack that comes from watching Dick fall from the chandelier.

But also Jason loved school. He wanted to go to school. That had to be a newer one for Bruce. No nightly fights about homework? What is this bullshit?!

Actually having talks about the future without a screaming match? Bruce literally never could with Dick. The kid said he didn’t wanna do college when he was like 12. (No joke there’s a golden age comic of baby Robin!Dick saying he never wanted to do college and Bruce saying we’ll see about that)

But there are things he wasn’t prepared for. Hiding food in his room. Bruce has no idea what that’s about he has to talk to Leslie and a few other youth counselors to learn how to help.

When Jason hides he does it differently than Dick. Bruce isn’t looking for the highest perch. He’s looking for the lowest darkest corner.

Jason handles punishment differently too. If it’s warranted he’s more likely to obey. If he feels it’s unfair he’ll argue till he’s blue in the face and they compromise. Bruce isn’t used to having actual arguments that don’t end in screaming matches.

Jason is less inclined to affection. He tenses at an arm around the shoulder. Bruce never gets a little Jaybird in his bed after a nightmare. And he never gets a kid jumping on top of him to wake him up. Bruce sort of misses it when Dick would but Dick hasn’t done that in years.

Bruce stresses less about Jason in the field. He looks before he leaps. Makes sure he’s going to land somewhere before his feet leave the ground.

But Jason is more violent. Jason wants vengeance for those of Gotham who are wronged. Bruce doesn’t know how to deal with a kid that isn’t bleeding a need to serve justice.

Bruce is more likely to spend days sitting with Jason in the library than in the home gymnasium.

Alfred makes simpler foods than Bruce has had in years for Jason. No more mushroom stuffed crabs grace their table.

The freezer is filled with Neapolitan Ice Cream instead of Mint Chocolate Chip.

Jason slides down the banisters instead of front flipping down the stairs.

Bruce loves noting these differences in his boys. Even if it makes his heart ache because he pushed Dick away.

Okay I have a lot of feels about Jason and Bruce. Because the reason Bruce took him in is shady as fuck but I love so desperately their interactions.

#dc comics #batman #bruce wayne #robin #Jason Todd #Robin II #red hood #dick grayson #nightwing #Alfred Pennyworth #batfam #batdad #Bruce being a dad to Jason #Bruce being a dad to Dick #Bruce Wayne loves his children #look every kid is different #but by Jay Bruce had a decade of parenting under his belt

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jasontoddssuper · 10 months

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Jason Todd and Ichigo Kurosaki:

Were soft ray of sunshine boys as kids but a big incident related to death happened that turned them into what they are now

That being goth assholes who put an 'i'm too cool to care' front but care a lot and have a huge soft spot that they only show to a few select people(the people they save not counting)

Have a sweet tooth(their favorite food's are neapolitan ice cream and chocolate)

Respect women so much that they're prudes

Are mama's boys and older brother's with complex relathionships with their dad's

Were accidentally coded as autistic and bi by their writers and can easily be read as trans too

Love Shakespeare

Got murdered at 15 by a green and white-coded villain with a 'sOcIeTy' complex and ressurected afterwards while on a mission to a different place than where they lived and grew up in

Are the same fucking dude

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weirdolydiaprower · 3 years

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EYE ROAT A THEENG

This is based off something I drew back in July, and that idea popped shortly after I drew it.

B - B/F

P - P//co

G - G/F (but she's only mentioned)

[If this somehow gets into any main tags, I apologise]

OmoOrg link: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/71591-saturday-night-slashin-bf-x-pico/?do=findComment&comment=1923239

The two never thought they'd get back together.

Just the previous week, G's father hired P to kill her boyfriend who turned out to be his ex, and now they were back.

Of course, B still loved his girlfriend dearly, so he asked her if the three of them would be in a polyamorous relationship when things were sorted out, which she agreed to.

The three decided that the two boys would spend a date night together like old times while G was with her parents.

The restaurant they went to had free soda on Saturdays, so they took advantage of it then went overboard when they decided to do a drinking contest, one trying to outdo the other.

"I-I gotta stop....I'm gonna-" P placed the empty glass on the table rim down as a loud, guttural belch escaped his gullet. "Oh god.... So...... who won?"

"....I don't know."

The table was absolutely covered with glasses, just about to the point that the plates that they finished beforehand were barely visible.

It was just then he noticed the twinge in his abdomen this amount of indulging was sure to result in.

He also noticed that his redheaded boyfriend also had it pretty bad, and he seldom made his desperation known.

And of course they had to realise NOW that the restaurant's men's room was out of order.

"Guess we'll have to find somewhere else, we'll never make it back like this...."

"Let's hope we can....ngh...sh-shit...."

But there wasn't much open in town at that time of night, and the few establishments that were had their bathrooms to paying customers only. Somehow they found themselves in the corner of town where bathrooms don't exist.

"Damn it, where the hell are we gonna find a bathroom at this hour?!"

"M-maybe this church over here has a bathroom!"

"...yeah, that's gonna happen. Why would you consider that option anyway, B?"

"Uhh...."

That was when B recalled. P wasn't there at the time. Before he started looking for a bathroom then ended up rap-battling against a Neapolitan ice-cream-esque nun, he remembered the ginger hothead was in front of the queue of the Funk E. Cheese's men's room, threatening to shoot the lock off...

An hour into their search, the situation was really getting dire. The two could barely walk without leaking every few steps and they both had a bit of a bulge if one could look closely. The blue-haired individual heard a slight whimper and turned his head around to see his partner bunching the bottom his sweater up, his legs twisted into a preztel.

"I-I can't do it...... I'm gonna have to piss here...." He rushed into the alley, already scrambling to get his belt undone. B joined him, knowing that he didn't have much time either.

He saw a hidden hole-in-the-wall place when he was about to undo his own pants. "W-wait! We could try over here!"

"Wh-what?!" He noticed it too, but he thought he had to pee so bad he started hallucinating. Next thing he knew, B grabbed his hand (his other hand grabbing his crotch) and opened the door in the alleyway wall.

Luckily for them, the restrooms were right near the entrance. They scurried in, still holding hands while P had his other hand holding his pants up so they wouldn't fall down.

"Shit shit shit, it's trickling out-!"

"Just hold on for a few more seconds, we're almost there...." B reassured his lover, feeling himself start to lose control too.

They rushed to get themselves positioned and aimed at the urinal wall, their aching bladders doing the rest of the work for them.

They couldn't believe it, they were finally getting relief... For what felt like hours, the feeling of pure relief was coursing through their veins the more their bladders emptied. For the next minute, the only sounds that could be heard were forceful hissing and moans of complete and utter bliss.

P finished first, rubbing his flat, sore bladder then tucking himself back in... He turned his head to B, finding out that he was still going full force, a clear sign that he definitely won that contest from earlier. He couldn't help but stare, looking at the stream that was just now beginning to falter. "Oh my god...." Soon enough, he stopped, sorting himself out.

"Damn, you sure had me beat...."

"Heh, yeah...."

That was when they stopped holding each other's hands, walking over to the sinks to wash them.

"Let's head back..."

They nodded, and left the bathroom, resuming the handholding at a much more leisurely pace...

#omorashi #omocute #fandomo #fictomo #fnp #pissgrounds #my fics #don't expect the last tag to be used often lol

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girlboss-molina · 3 years

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Be Who You Are (No Compromise)

A Julie and the Phantoms Modern Royalty AU

Chapter 8: Rules of Engagement

AO3 Link

Words: 8988

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Julie POV

…

Julie remembered the day they’d first announced the marriage. She, Ray, Carlos, and Reggie were visiting Tambor, before Queen Claire and King Xavier had sprung the question on them. Ray had vehemently disagreed, but they’d insisted that he raise it to the council. And when it passed, Julie remembered the exact green glow of the screens reflecting on her dad’s face, and she’d shaken her head, stormed out of the Tamborian royal office with Alex right behind her, angry tears streaming down her face as she’d ran back to her room.

She and Alex were pissed. They were angry, scared, sad, horrified, and betrayed. Alex especially. He’d never come out to his parents, but he’d still explained how horrible he felt, as if his parents were doing it to spite him.

There had been lots of not-so-royal language used that day, and today was no different.

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?” Julie shouted, not caring if her walls weren’t soundproof. She’d stayed silent the whole walk back to her room with Alex and the brief passing of Reggie, who’d gotten the details from Alex. Now it was her time to freak out.

“I’m officially ready to fake my death, Lex,” she decided, fists by her sides. She hated this. Since when did they get to control her life? It was her life, for God’s sake! Princess or not, nobody should have to be in an arranged marriage.

Her voice choked.

“I’m not, really,” she admitted, “but I want to. If it means we get to run our own goddamn lives, I”ll do it.” She tore a hand through her hair and blinked back tears to no avail.

“I’m so sorry,” Julie finally said. “You don’t deserve any of this.”

“Neither do you.” Alex mussed his hair and sat on the end of her bed as she paced. “It’s majorly fucked up.”

“It really is! I didn’t choose to be Princess Julie Molina, Heiress to the throne of Dahlia.” She said her own long title in a faux posh voice, gagging at the sound and bile rising in her throat. She walked into her bathroom, fixing her hair to be natural and down, nothing braided or tied. Angrily scrubbing tears away, Julie stalked to her closet and changed into sweatpants and a big t-shirt, not bothering to pick up her suit off the floor.

“We have to raise major hell for the council members who voted for this,” Alex decided as she walked back out.

“As much as possible,” she agreed.

Worn out, she flopped next to him. He wrapped his arm around her and she squeezed him in a friendly hug, letting his head rest on her shoulder. She felt a tear soak through her shirt, but didn’t care. He needed this.

“Fucking hell,” he said.

“Amen to that.” That elicited a halfhearted laugh, and Julie smiled a bit.

“It’ll be okay,” she finally said.

“No, it won’t. But we’ll survive.”

“Yeah.”

…

“Ow, Mira!” Julie exclaimed, trying not to move as Mira quickly moved the pin by her side as she marked the fabric for the outline of her wedding dress. It was a very tedious process; Julie looked like she was wrapped in giant pieces of fabric and lace… because she pretty much was. Mira and two other tailors were taking exact measurements to make sure the dress fit perfectly, then they would sew it and make adjustments as needed.

Unfortunately, that meant Julie had to stand very, very still and hope she wouldn’t get stabbed by the needles.

She wasn’t having much luck.

If she’d counted correctly, Mira (and the other girls, Soleil and Jenna), had accidentally poked her twelve times, in varying places, but generally around the side, waist, and shoulders.

“Sorry!” Mira said through her teeth. “Just trying to get this fitted properly.”

“It’s okay,” she sighed, doing her best not to slouch. MIra’s hands fell.

“If you want to talk about it…”

“Thanks.” In all honesty, she did not- especially since she didn’t know Soleil or Jenna very well, and didn’t want to spill her guts about hating the wedding when they were around. Plus… talking about it just made it more real.

“Your highness, this dress is going to be stunning on you,” noted Soleil excitedly, further proving her point.

“I bet,” she said with as much faux enthusiasm as she could muster. “You guys are incredible.”

“Aww, thanks!” replied Jenna. Julie gave a smile, but it looked more like a grimace than anything else.

…

After the grueling process of getting legally stabbed by her best friend over and over with tiny blades for the purpose of creating a goddamn wedding dress, Julie changed into more comfortable clothes; a t- shirt and jeans.

There was going to be a storm blowing in tonight, so she figured she may as well go outside before she would end up soaked. But, who would she find sulking in the field but a certain snarky gay?

She stood for a moment, watching him pick at the grass, before finally sighing.

“Why don’t we go work on a song?” she suggested. “I can get Luke and Reggie, plus the rest of the group if you want, and we can work out some stress.” Alex shrugged. Julie waited for a few minutes, hating how depressed he was. She was too, of course, but what kind of friend would she be if she let one of her best friends sit alone and feel sorry for himself? Besides, she was aching to work on song.

“Alright,” he finally replied, and Julie smiled.

“Awesome.” She stuck her hands in her pockets

“Let’s go, drummer boy.”

…

Playing the piano had always been therapeutic for Julie, until her mom passed away. Then she’d hardly been able to listen to any music without being reminded of her. But she was back on her groove, and the keys were familiar in the way you could sink into your best friend’s arms and know you were home.

She played the opening chords and began to sing, closing her eyes and feeling like it was just her and the piano in a universe of music and colors.

When Luke, Reggie, and Alex jumped in at the chorus, she opened her eyes and jumped up with the mic, dancing around as she belted out each note with more conviction than before. She walked around the room as she sang, dancing with Reggie, Alex, and Luke. She wandered over to where the rest of the group was sitting and dancing along, and she gave Willie a high-five as she passed him.

Luke sang the second prechorus with her, and the smile on his face only grew. THey harmonized each note, voices melding together as the music rose and Alex jumped in with the drums as they went into the next chorus, singing an ode to hope and persistence.

During the bridge, Luke held her gaze the entire time, and her heart soared as she belted out the last bridge note, riffing as the others held the background vocals.

When the song ended, her hair was frizzy and heart pounding, but she felt alive and free. She fistbumped Reggie, grinning, and hugging Flynn, who told her over and over that they were incredible, and that she was assigning herself the role of band manager. Carrie had automatically volunteered to be the costume designer, and Mira had taken offense to that, because “I’m literally her lady-in-waiting, Wilson!”

Julie couldn’t help but laugh at her friends.

“Okay,” Flynn finally said, “girl time.” Julie laughed but agreed, waving to the guys as she wrapped her arms around Flynn’s and Mira’s shoulders, Carrie on Flynn’s other side.

They walked out of the studio and wandered all throughout the palace, chattering mindlessly about everything and nothing. Mira insisted that mint chocolate chip ice cream was the superior ice cream, to which Flynn retorted “totally! Like, are you ever eating chocolate and you think ‘hey, you know what would go great with this? Toothpaste!’” Carrie had promptly lost her shit, and Julie was the only one on team rocky road.

“Personally,” Carrie said, “I-”

“We know, you like neapolitan you fucking lesbian,” Flynn said with a grin. Carrie gasped in mock offense.

“Hypocrisy at its finest! You’re just as lesbian as they come.”

“I never claimed to not be a hypocrite,” Flynn defended. Carrie huffed and crossed her arms.

“I’m breaking up with you. We’re broken up now.”

“Fine, but I get custody of Julie!”

“Wait, since when am I your child?”

“Since we’re both older than you,” they told her in unison.

“Uh huh, yeah, by a couple weeks! I’m a legal adult, and neither of you get custody of me.”

“I’m disowning you,” Carrie declared.

“Me too,” agreed Flynn.

“Me three,” Mira chimed in.

“Oh for the love of-”

Their playful bickering continued for at least an hour, wandering the long halls of the palace, weaving in and out of corridors and dragging their hands along railings.

The wedding never crossed Julie’s mind once.

Despite the whole situation, they still managed to be lighthearted and have useless arguments, bicker and love each other all the same. Julie hugged them closer, relishing the warmth of having them close to her. Carrie’s strawberry shampoo was faintly there and she breathed it in, calming immediately. Flynn linked their pinkies together, and Mira kept her hand on Julie’s shoulder. Julie didn’t realize she was crying until Flynn asked if she was okay.

“Yeah,” she said, and it was strangely true. She wiped her eyes. “I’m not even upset right now, but I’m still crying. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“I do,” Carrie informed her.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. Absolutely nothing.”

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Reggie POV

…

Reggie sat in the studio, suit vest draped over an empty guitar stand as he sat on the piano bench, sleeves rolled to his elbows and hands on the keys, silent but arranging themselves in chords. He hummed to himself quietly, sighing and closing his eyes.

As he played the first chord, soulful and melancholy, he started to sing.

“We’re no strangers to the dark

Every time we find the light

But no matter how much it hurts

Glowsticks have to break before they shine.”

He closed his eyes, letting the chords play only from muscle memory. Normally, he didn’t do much songwriting on his own, but this song, Glowsticks, was one that he’d written for Julie after Rose’s passing. He’d never gotten around to giving it to her, though, because of how much her love for music was affected. For a year, she hadn’t played or sang a note, and he knew that it would’ve been too painful.

Eventually, he’d forgotten about it.

But when he’d seen the heartbroken look on her face the hour before, coming back from the royal office with dry eyes but hollow and chipped, the memory of the page he’d torn out of his journal and stuffed in a drawer came flooding back.

And now here he was, like it was only yesterday he’d written the chords, shaky with tears but determined. This time, his eyes were dry and his hands steady, but his heart ached for Julie, for Alex, for Luke, for Willie.

His voice started out lighter and airy, with a slight rasp as he played the soft melody along with the base, but as he reached the second chorus, his voice sank to his chest, belting out the lyrics and playing the piano strongly, chords echoing in the soundproof room, the acoustics bending his voice to all angles until he was wrapped in a song of tragedy and pain and strength and hope, earthy and rich but airy and light.

“So breathe

Just breathe

You're already shining

You can break

You’ll be okay

I'll keep you safe until you rise.”

His breath shook as he flipped the last word from a powerful chest voice to a soft, airy falsetto, sighing as he played the last, low chord.

Reggie left his eyes closed, slowly taking his hands off the keys, resting his elbows on his knees and turning, finally letting the light pierce his eyes.

…

“Your highness,” called a palace staff member. “If I could steal you for a few minutes, could you give your opinions on possible place settings for the wedding?”

“Yeah sure,” Reggie replied, standing from the large leather couch in the palace living room, doing his best to smile at the young man. He was tall, and muscularly built, but his freckles, wide brown eyes, and messy red hair were proof that he was probably the human embodiment of sunshine.

“We were thinking white with gold accents,” he said, swiping through a few photos on his tablet. Reggie did his best to pay attention; they were, admittedly, beautiful. Soft white tablecloths and napkins lined with plates, each plate with gold paint on the rim, the wine glasses clear cut crystal, the same golden lining as the plates.

“That’s beautiful,” Reggie agreed. “Julie and Alex would love that.”

“I’m glad you think so! My advisor was skeptical, but I think it’s a nice scheme.”

“I do too.” He looked away, hating that he was giving suggestions for his sister’s unwanted wedding.

“Your highness, are you alright?”

“Yeah,” he assured him. “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks.”

“Sure,” he said softly. “Did you have any thoughts for flowers?”

“Dahlias,” Reggie said after a moment. “They were our mom’s favorite, and they’re Julie’s favorite too. I think she’d like purple.”

“Purple dahlias,” the man repeated. He opened an interior design modeling app, dragging tables around the virtual room and adding glass vases with bouquets of dahlias, plus the occasional orchid scattered throughout. Reggie stared in awe; even though it was just a digital rendition of the ballroom, it was gorgeous. The crackled marble floors shone in the light of lanterns and string lights, adorned with pillars and tables arranged in neat rows. He felt like he was in the ballroom, getting a peek at the future.

And yet, his heart sank.

It seemed to do that a lot lately.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Reggie met the man’s eyes. “You seem pretty down.” He sighed.

“I am, but I’ll be okay.”

“Alright. I’m Elliot, by the way.”

“I’m Reggie! Nice to meet you.”

“You too!”

…

“Dad, are you sure there’s no way to stop the wedding?” Reggie had gone to see Ray in the royal office an hour ago, to discuss an assortment of things, but always returning to the wedding.

“I’m sure. I hate it as much as you do, believe me, but I’ve explored every option.” Reggie shook his head.

“There has to be something-”

“Mijo, you can look all you want, but there’s nothing we can safely do. Even though there are multiple ways to stop the wedding, it wouldn’t be safe. There would be tension between Dahlia and Tambor, maybe even Krypto. Best case scenario would be rumors and unrest in our own kingdom, but even with that, Julie and Alex would be the subject of a ton of scandal for the rest of their lives.”

“I just hate it.”

“Believe me, I do too. I’ve done everything in my power, but I can’t endanger millions of people.”

“I know. And Julie wouldn’t want you to, either.”

“Exactly.” Ray pulled him into a hug, and Reggie buried his head in his shoulder. “Mijo, I’m so sorry. You’re a good brother.”

“Thanks,” he whispered. Ray nodded.

Someone knocked on the door. Reggie pulled out of the hug and, when Ray nodded again, he opened the door to see a short woman with pale skin and straight, dark hair reaching her shoulders, and bangs brushing her eyebrows. Her wide eyes were behind round glasses, and she gave a bright smile.

“Ah, Prince Reginald, just who I wanted to see! I’m Esther Pearlridge of the Dahlian Times. Would you mind if I asked you a few questions regarding your sister’s upcoming wedding?” Reggie glanced at his dad, who didn’t object, but gave him a look that seemed to say, it’ll be okay.

“Sure.”

“Your majesty,” Esther said to Ray, “you’re welcome to come along.” He agreed, and Reggie was eternally grateful.

…

“Your highness-”

“Please, call me Reggie,” he told her. Esther smiled.

“Reggie, the news of the wedding’s date being moved up came as a pleasant surprise to everyone across Dahlia, and surely Tamborian citizens as well. What are your thoughts on the matter?”

“Well,” he began, clearing his throat. “It’s definitely a unique situation. And while it is exciting, what a lot of people don’t consider is how stressful it must be for Princess Julie and Prince Alex. I mean, Alex is my age, Julie about a year younger. Arranged marriages are already very fraught situations, but this one especially.”

Ray smiled from his position behind Esther, letting him know he’d played it well.

“Of course,” she replied sympathetically. “That is a perspective that not many people consider.”

“Yeah.”

“How do you feel about Prince Alexander?”

“Oh, Alex is great! He’s quickly become one of my closest friends. Although, his taste in Star Wars characters is questionable. Everyone knows Han Solo is the best, right Esther?”

“Obviously! Though, I was always partial to Leia, myself.”

“Valid,” Reggie agreed.

“Moving on to the next question, what do you think will come of Prince Alexander becoming the Dahlian Prince Consort as your sister, Princess Julie, ascends to the throne?”

“Well, Dahlia is currently doing amazing. Homelessness rates are at an all-time low and still dropping; at this rate, they’re projected to reach zero by next Summer. Wealth equality is stabilizing even more, and our education system is constantly being revised and reviewed by scientists and historians to make sure the content is correct and unbiased, as well as by child psychologists to make them good learning environments for students. And our environmental status is one of the best in the world, second to the Republic of Isala. Greenhouse gases in our region are extremely low, and the CO2 levels are dropping as our reforestation teams plant more and more trees along the grasslands.

“Knowing my sister, and Prince Alex, I have no doubt that they will lead our country further into the future. Especially Julie; she may be a princess, but take it from her brother: she’s stubborn as all hell, but always about the right things. She and Alex will face struggles, as all people do, but I’m positive they’ll do great things.”

“That’s so nice to hear. And from other people, we’ve heard that they expect Princess Julie to be the best, most connected ruler in Dahlian history. Do you think this is true?”

“I would expect it to be, yeah! Julie really tries to connect with people, and tries to see things through others’ points of view. She’s always done that. She doesn’t want to stay secluded in a palace; honestly, I doubt anyone could keep her here if they tried.”

Esther laughed. “If I may ask, how are preparations for the wedding going?” Reggie fought the rising sadness in his chest.

“They’re going great! Although I’m pretty sure Julie’s gotten stabbed a few hundred times by the needles her lady-in-waiting is using to fit her dress.” Esther laughed again.

“Well, that’s all the time we have. Thank you so much, your highness. Always a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

“Yeah, you too! Thanks.”

As Esther rushed away, laptop under her arm and a pencil over her ear, Ray gave Reggie a warm smile.

“You did perfect,” he told him. “Excellently played.”

“Thanks. I just wish I actually felt as optimistic as I sounded.”

“It’ll be okay. I’m sure of it.”

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Willie POV

…

Willie’s phone buzzed with a text from Julie, with a request for their group to meet in her room, and if her tone was any indication, it wasn’t good. He ran to his quarters, doing his best to brush the flour Lilian had thrown at him after a witty remark out of his hair. Changing into a sweater and jeans, he made his way up the curving staircase and down the long hallway before knocking gently at Julie’s door.

“Come in.”

He walked in, heart sinking when he saw the upset look on Alex’s face.

“What happened?” Carrie asked from behind him, walking in with Flynn by her side. They were soon followed by Luke, Reggie, Erik, and MIra.

“They moved up the wedding,” Julie finally said, her fists curled. Willie’s heart dropped all the way to the ground, leaving his veins pumping blood made by nothing more than an organ beating rhythmically, called the heart but only doing what was necessary for physical survival. His actual heart, his emotions and love and memories, all froze, and he shook his head vigorously, forcing it to settle back in the center of his chest, taking a deep breath.

“Why?” he had to ask. Alex snorted.

“My parents gave an ultimatum disguised as helpful advice.” Each word was dripping with venom, but there was sadness behind it. Willie took his hand, feeling him clutch back as if he were the only thing holding him together.

“And there’s nothing you can do to stop it?” Flynn asked. “I mean, you and Jules are the Prince of Tambor and Princess of Dahlia. There has to be something you can do… right?” Julie shook her head.

“Nope. There’s been so much buildup and excitement that there might be riots and tension between our countries if we called it off so abruptly. We can’t risk anyone getting hurt.”

“Okay, but-”

“Mira, treason would definitely get people hurt.”

“Jules,” Mira said, “you have a good heart. It’s super annoying.” Willie cracked a grin at that, as did Alex.

“Even then, though,” Alex cut in, “my parents clearly want this. And they’re super influential. I wouldn’t even be surprised if they threatened trade routes but made it seem like it was for the ‘greater good.’”

“I hate to admit it,” Reggie said, “but he’s right. Sweet words can be even more dangerous than declarations of war. Especially if they twist the blame.”

…

After another hour of scheming, ranting, and trying to lighten the mood, Alex fell asleep near the wall in Julie’s room, curled up against a pillow. Willie watched him softly breathe, looking so much more peaceful in rest.

“We should let him rest,” Julie said. “It’s not like our group hasn’t done slumber parties before.”

“Yeah,” Carrie agreed. “He needs sleep.”

“All of us do,” Erik pointed out. Willie nodded, sitting next to Alex and putting his hand on his shoulder. Everyone found a spot and drifted off, and Willie had a feeling he was the last one awake. But, soon, he was able to curl up against Alex and find himself in a deep, dreamless sleep.

…

Willie had never been so grateful that he hadn’t been asked to bake.

He wasn’t sure if he could handle baking wedding cake samples for this situation. Any other time, sure, but not when the guy he was in love with was being forced to marry their other friend, neither of whom were interested.

He stared at the mirror, eyes blank. He hated the numbness overtaking him. He’d done his best to stay positive, to remember all the tips he’d picked up for focusing and not getting dragged under, and while they’d worked to some extent, he couldn’t deny the fracture in his heart. They were powerless; ironic, considering they were all either royal or close acquaintances of royals.

But, even with all of that supposed power at their fingertips, they couldn’t do the one thing they wanted to.

He wasn’t sure just how long he stared blankly at his reflection, but when his phone buzzed with a text from Julie, telling their group that they were going to practice in the studio, he made himself plaster on a smile and go join them. He hadn’t seen Alex play a full song before; this should be fun.

When Julie started the song, her powerful piano playing moved the whole room, voice strong and bright as she sang the first verse. Then, in the prechorus, she led into the big, adrenaline-pumping beat with a riff and belt,before finally going into the chorus. But all Willie could see wasAlex, whose face was a bit red from playing the drums, hair falling in his eyes,his pink t-shirt rather tight against his biceps. Willie was sure he was blushing, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

As Alex held the beat, Willie tapped his foot and grinned, letting the upbeat song envelop him despite their melancholy circumstances. Julie and Luke belted out the lyrics, harmonizing with such grace that Willie wasn’t convinced that soulmates didn’t exist; if they did, Julie and Luke fit the model. And Alex and Reggie sang the background vocals flawlessly, adding depth to the song with their steady music.

When the song ended, Willie’s heart was pounding. He clapped with the rest of the group, standing up, but unable to speak. God, Alex had such an insane effect on him. Normally he was smooth, able to recover and flip around. He’d thought it impossible to fluster him; but, then again, Alex had a rather annoying habit of making the impossible seem like child’s play.

Then, Alex ran his hand through his hair in an unfairly hot way - the inconsiderate bastard. Willie did his best to settle his blush, but to no avail. He giggled as Alex tried to brush off a compliment but finally accepted it.

He stammered through a compliment, hating how flustered he was. And then, because the universe had it out for him, Alex pulled him in and kissed his temple. If Willie hadn’t already melted, that would’ve been the tipping point.

Somehow, though, he found the ability to breathe again.

…

“Dude, I can’t say this enough,” Willie stressed, “that was amazing! You guys seriously need to go on tour.” Alex’s musical laugh filled the air.

“Flynn has already assigned herself band manager. With her ‘in charge,’ we’ll probably be playing gig after gig- well, you know, when Julie isn’t busy running a country.” WIllie laughed.

“Yeah, fair point. But still! Your guys’s song is going to be stuck in my head forever.”

“Forever?”

“I have ADHD, ‘Lex. Don’t underestimate the song sticking.” It was true; ADHD had its pros and cons, but one aspect that seemed to be both was his brain’s innate ability to have twenty-nine songs stuck all at once, and the strange fact that the How to Train your Dragon main theme, Kahoot music, Beethoven’s 5th Symphony, Roses by The Band CAMINO, and Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) could all be combined to the same tempo- and the fact that it slapped.

As they walked through the long, windowed corridors, Willie got an idea. He grabbed Alex’s hand.

“Follow me!”

“What? Where are we going?”

“You’ll see!” They raced all the way to the west side of the palace, where Willie led him up a narrow flight of stairs, pushing open a door to reveal-

“Whoa,” Alex gasped in awe. “The roof?”

“The roof,” Willie agreed. “Cooler than you’d expect, huh?”

“Way.” Willie grinned; it was a beautiful view. The river curved and rushed around the bases of snow-capped mountains with forests decorating their slopes, and as he turned, the capital city of Dahlia was nestled between rolling hills, thousands of lights sparkling in houses, apartments, shops, restaurants, and offices. Headlights danced along the highways, and the striking comparison of the bright lights versus the dark, cloudy sky made for a dramatic view.

“Storm’s blowing in,” Willie observed as it began to pour, soaking his hair. Alex cracked up.

“You sure?” he asked. “This is the best weather this side of Constantinople.”

“Ah, but remember, now it’s Istanbul- not Constantinople.”

“Well, why did Constantinople get the works?” Willie giggled.

“That’s nobody’s business but the Turks.”

“You are such a dork,” Alex informed him, pulling him closer.

“I know!” He had to raise his voice over the rain, and Alex’s cheeks were flushed with the cold. Willie felt a calm rush of confidence wash over him with the falling rain, and he stood on his toes, reaching up to hold Alex’s jaw as he kissed him. Alex kissed back immediately, and sparks shot down Willie’s spine.

As he deepened the kiss, thunder rolled across the mountains. The clouds were practically black, but it gave a sort of calmness and confidence with it, like the soothing darkness of night cloaked with clouds of expectancy, waiting and hoping and understanding that love finds comfort in the dark, that there are risks in life, but that they had to be taken, because while the world might not have been made for them, they were made for the world. People, caught up in dreaming about what could be, lost sight of what is; so determined to be right and prove that someone else was wrong that they drive themselves mad.

“I’m gone on you,” Willie finally whispered, eyes closed and forehead against Alex’s. Alex didn’t respond, kissing him again. He sank into it, holding him close and letting the rain wash over them and combing his fingers through Alex’s hair.

The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and he heard sizzling.

Without thinking, Willie jumped and tackled Alex, turning so he hit the ground and Alex landed safely on top of him. The rain blurred his eyes, but he heard crackling and felt the heat of the lightning striking the roof a hundred feet away from them.

“Son of a motherfuck what just happened?!” Alex asked. Willie could hear his heart pounding in his ears, but he couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped his lips.

“I think you fell for me,” Willie joked. Alex rolled his eyes. He grinned; Alex was still laying on top of him, and Willie’s back was soaked by the puddle they’d landed in, but they’d avoided being struck by lightning, which was decidedly a good thing.

“That was too close,” Alex decided. “We should probably go inside before anything else happens.”

“Probably.” Neither of them moved for a moment, until Willie leaned up and pecked Alex on the nose, who immediately turned bright red, even visible in the darkness between the rising night and falling clouds.

-----

Alex POV

…

Alex had known his life was never his. If you’re born into royalty, unless you leave the royal family, you’re stuck there, and it influences your life forever.

He knew that.

And yet, until the wedding was moved up, it hadn’t really hit him.

His life wasn’t his, and it never would be.

He would be forced to be in the public eye, forced to marry a girl he wasn’t in love with, forced to live the rest of his life away from the person he was in love with, forced to watch the girl, one of his best friends, pretend to be okay as if she wasn’t also being separated from the person she loved. He would be forced to plaster on a smile, forced to live with this so that chaos wouldn’t erupt in Dahlia and Tambor.

So that he and the people he loved wouldn’t be exiled.

Alex was tired of being strong. He’d always been told by his friends that he was strong for dealing with this, strong for bearing the stresses of being put into politics so young, strong for hiding who he was from his parents because he knew it would only bring more pain, strong, strong strong. He wished he didn’t have to be.

“Hey, Alex?” Julie eventually asked, directing his attention away from his thoughts and his glazed eyes half-scrolling his Instagram. They’d been sitting for over an hour as the sun set outside Julie’s window, not speaking much aside from angry rants when they’d just gotten out of the royal office.

“Yeah?”

“Should we text the group chat to meet here so we can update all of them? Or would you rather not?” Alex sighed.

“We probably should. Not like we can hide from it.”

“Yeah.”

treason buddies

juju: Hey guys, some shit went down. Meet in my room?

flynnigan: oh fuck, do we even want to know?

juju: Probably not, but you should.

speed bump: i’ll be up in a sec, i’m trying to get flour out of my hair alkjdfskjldf

Me: skjlsdfkjlsdf lilian i assume

speed bump: yep, the bastard

rockstar mcsleeveless: i’ll be there in a sec. are you guys ok?

juju: Not really, but we’ll live

care bear: omw

short stack: same

personal stylist: i’ll be there in a minute

Alex clicked off his phone once the typing bubbles had all disappeared, blowing out a tired breath as he flopped backwards, half-hoping the fading sunset would let him dissolve with the growing twilight, let him become another fleck of light in a vast abyss that was somehow both cold and vast yet full of curiosity and glowing stars. What would it be like, floating in nothingness, waiting for someone to find you yet dreading the day your solitude ended?

Maybe he’d be part of a constellation. What one? Would he add to one that already existed, or would he be part of his very own? What would it look like? Maybe he’d be an owl, a drumstick, a wisp of a wish, floating in the air taking no shape at all, a shimmering question piquing the curiosity of anyone stargazing who happened upon his star, a gentle hope carried by a breeze, full of life and loss and wonder and apprehension.

Or maybe he’d be a shooting star, flying across the atmosphere in the blink of an eye, there, then gone in an instant, burning brighter as his fleeting life ended. Technically, they weren’t stars at all, they were tiny meteors the size of a grain of rice, only visible because of their dramatic, fiery demise. But maybe that was fitting. It wasn’t a star, and neither was Alex. He was more visible now than ever because of the marriage, bringing demise to his hopes like a burning scar, beautiful but painful to the individual.

It wasn’t a star, and neither was he. But shooting stars were meaningful, too. People wished on them; children, usually. But what a wonderful feeling it would be to have the hope of a child in your light.

The thought didn’t necessarily comfort him, but he didn’t feel as alone as before, didn’t feel quite as worthless.

…

After enduring the grueling process of venting and explaining the new situation to the rest of the group, trying to hold back one stubborn tear that kept fighting, Alex finally fell asleep. He wasn’t sure how “asleep” he actually was; he heard vague whispers of “we should let him rest,” and “all of us should.” But he couldn’t move, and he didn’t want to, either, so he left his weary eyes closed and slept, barely feeling someone’s hand on his shoulder and faint warmth next to him.

…

“Your highness,” a butler said, rushing up next to him with a tray, with tiny bites of cake arranged neatly across it. “Would you mind tasting these and telling me which three are your favorites?”

“Hm? Yeah, sure.” Ignoring the numbness fighting to grow in his chest, he tried each one, finally deciding on a few, and promising he’d sample the frostings later. Wedding cakes really weren’t something he wanted to be thinking about at the moment. He’d already had to stand still for hours while his suit was fitted, text Julie a million different pictures of flowers, to which she’d replied “just pick whichever one is poisonous so we can fake our deaths and leave it on our plates.”

He felt sick.

He did his best to avoid other people as he made his way out the back door of the palace, tearing a hand through his hair as he made his way to the field where he’d been with Willie, admiring (and despising) how much progress they’d made on the palace reconstruction. It was almost done, which was incredible, but horrible for him, since it meant they were almost done with the giant ballroom in which he would have to marry Julie.

All things considered, though it was beautiful; the creamy white pillars were identical to the ones on the other side of the palace, which had been repainted so it didn’t look patchy. Intricate flower beds were arranged at precise intervals, and the crystal-cut windows reflected sparkling mosaics of light onto the pathways. Lanterns hung on every pillar, unlit during the day but glowing with soft, gentle flames by night.

Alex sat in the middle of the field, picking at a stray blade of grass and relishing the warm sunlight on his neck, even though he was probably getting a crease on his crisp vest from how he was sitting, slouched as he sat on the hill, elbows on his knees.

After he’d sat and sulked for a considerable amount of time, Julie’s voice snapped him out of it.

“Why don’t we go work on a song?” she suggested. “I can get Luke and Reggie, plus the rest of the group if you want, and we can work out some stress.” Alex shrugged. He knew he was being immature, just sitting there and feeling sorry for himself, but it felt good to be immature. He should really do it more often.

But… there was a lump in the dirt that was giving his butt a bruise, and he didn’t feel like getting up just to sit back down, so he supposed he could go to the studio.

“Alright,” he finally said.

“Awesome.” the sadness in Julie’s voice was tangible, but she masked it well as she smiled and stuck her hands in the pockets of her baggy jeans, between the chain, and squared her shoulders.

“Let’s go, drummer boy.”

…

In the few days since he’d drummed, Alex had somehow forgotten just how therapeutic it was to bash a bunch of drums on a steady beat but still adding variety to spice things up. Julie had convinced him to let her invite the whole group- which, of course, included Willie, who was intently watching him play.

He bit his lip, breathing heavily, cheeks flushed as he kept going. A reluctant smile broke out on his face when Julie started singing the chorus and he jumped in with the toms and crash, flipping his hair out of his eyes and keeping the beat going. Reggie’s rhythmic bass playing combined perfectly with Luke’s chords and riffs, and Julie’s angelic voice tied it all together as if their music was a gift with a shiny bow.

When the bridge started, and Julie and Luke did their Thing™ (the whole dramatic, lovestruck staring-into-each-other’s-eyes move), Alex held the beat with a quiet, rhythmic tapping on the hi-hat. He and Reggie shared a look, and he swallowed the rising sadness in his throat, refusing to let some stupid marriage ruin this moment. They were in perfect harmony, bright with life and love. Then, when Julie went into the final belt, he came in strong with the drums, lip between his teeth and a huge smile begging to break free.

When it finally ended, Alex stood up excitedly, setting down his sticks and leaping across the kick drum to fistbump Luke.

“Alex, dude,” Luke said, “you were smoking.”

“Nah,” he deflected. “You guys-” he gestured to him, Reggie, and Julie “-were the ones on fire.”

“Dude.” Reggie lightly punched him on the shoulder. “Could you just own your awesomeness for once?” Alex rolled his eyes, but it was clear he wasn’t backing down.

“Alright, I was killing it.”

“Yeah,” Willie agreed from behind him. Alex whirled around, having forgotten he was there. He was sure his face was bright red, but hopefully he could blame that on the physical exertion that came with playing the drums. Willie, however, was blushing quite a bit, and Alex felt a bit of accomplishment bubbling up inside him.

“I’m glad you liked it,” he said with a grin.

“Are you kidding? I loved it.”

“I’ll say,” Flynn stage-whispered to Carrie, and Alex decided once and for all that Flustered Willie was his favorite. Willie cleared his throat.

“Yeah, I, uh-” he cut himself off, and Alex bit back a laugh, pulling him in and kissing him on the temple.

Alex knew there was a bubble of numbness and depression fighting to take hold of him, but at least for now, it was under control. He was filled with adrenaline and had their song stuck in his head, the feeling of his arm on Willie’s shoulder anchoring him like a ship in a harsh storm, letting him drift but holding him close.

They would make this work. Somehow.

“Should we run through it again? I was a little shaky during the second verse,” Julie said. Alex nodded.

“I’m down.”

“Same!” replied Luke and Reggie, and the rest of the group eagerly sat and watched. Alex grinned, raising his sticks.

“One, two, three, four!”

-----

Luke POV

…

“I’m so sorry,” Luke whispered. They’d moved up the wedding. The wedding that nobody wanted any part of, the wedding forcing the girl he was in love with to marry their friend, neither of whom were interested. They were already hurting so much, but there was nothing they could do anyways, then to add insult to injury, they’d moved up the wedding six weeks sooner. They didn’t even have two months, just a measly two weeks, and Luke could already feel them ticking away, feel his time with Julie ending, feel Alex’s heart breaking with each minute.

He reached up to hastily wipe away a traitorous tear rolling down his cheek, before wrapping Julie in a hug as she stood and walked to him. She buried her head in his chest, and his hand found her hair, combing through her thick curls.

…

At some point through the night, Alex had worn himself out venting and scheming plans to get out of the wedding and eventually fallen asleep. They’d considered waking him, but he was exhausted and really needed the rest. Luke still had his arm around Julie, leaning against the end of her bed sitting on a pile of pillows. Willie curled up next to Alex, and soon it had turned into another slumber party, but much more somber.

Julie’s soft breathing leveled, indicating that she’d fallen asleep as well. Luke smiled sadly; this was peaceful, but under horrible circumstances. But the gentle part of her lips as she breathed and the lack of a crease between her eyebrows made it worth it; she deserved any brief moment of peace she could get.

He traced soft circles on the shoulder of her t-shirt, running his finger over the hem rhythmically, a song playing in his head as he closed his eyes.

Golden specks flew around in the darkness as Luke whirled around, disoriented. A melodic voice in the background that he recognized but couldn’t place taunted his mind, flashes of brown eyes blinking by in an instant, a retreating curl of hair that might not have been there in the first place.

The ground solidified under his feet, metaphysical but firm for him to stand on. It was all black and glittered faintly in the soft light from stars that were somehow so close he could feel their heat, yet so far that they were like flecks of light in the endless black sky.

The packed black sand cracked beneath him with the sound of a woman’s gasp, sending him hurtling through the void, falling faster and faster as the sliver of light from the cracked ground above him faded until it was so small it wasn’t even visible anymore. The darkness was suffocating and hot as fire, yet thin and cool like a light sheet in the air, whispering silent nothings into his mind.

His back hit a new surface, knocking the wind out of him even though he couldn’t breathe at all. It was all black, the ground invisible, but a soft fog rolled across it, apprehensive but inviting and cool.

“You have to fight for what you want,” a voice whispered, and Luke was able to place it as the same voice as his mother when he was nervous for a competition in sixth grade.

“Things don’t always come easily,” another voice reminded him, the familiar sound of his father’s voice sending a shiver down his spine.

What was he supposed to fight for? There was nothing in this vast black expanse but him and these voices, plus a warm tingle to his right side that felt imaginary, but had a weight to it that he couldn’t help but relish.

The voices disappeared, even though they’d been silent, Luke could feel their absence. The smooth, invisible ground under his feet faded, leaving him floating as the fog disappeared, phasing into particles like stars that floated around him like fireflies as the world shifted to a regal, royal purple, swirling like a galaxy, the faint sound of a piano barely registering among the stars.

…

When Luke woke up, the warmth on his side made sense, because there was Julie, her head on his chest. He glanced over, seeing Willie and Alex sitting with their heads resting together, scrolling through their phones and occasionally showing their screens to the other and laughing quietly. Flynn was asleep on a chair, where Carrie was squished next to her reading a book. Reggie was scribbling something in a notebook and tapping his foot, with Mira leaning on his side weaving braids into Erik’s hair. Julie, meanwhile, was still asleep.

He gave half a smile to Alex, who returned it with a quick sign of “you okay?” He nodded, gently taking his hand off of Julie’s shoulder, who didn’t stir.

Yeah, I’m okay. You?

Pretty good, all things considered. Alex glanced up at Willie, who looked confused, and whispered an explanation as to why they were using sign language. Julie, Flynn, and Erik were asleep, and Luke didn’t want to move and get his phone.

What time is it? Luke signed, and Alex checked his phone, signing back that it was 08:12. Luke glanced back down at Julie, who was still fast asleep.

When did I fall asleep? Alex signed back to him with an inquisitive look on his face.

Around eleven. You were exhausted, and for a good reason.

Yeah. I’m still so angry. I just want to… he trailed off, thinking. Luke guessed he was trying to remember a sign word. In the end, he just mimed crushing something very violently. Luke stifled a laugh.

I’m right there with you. Neither of you deserve this. He glanced down to Julie as he said it.

Neither do you, Alex reminded him. Or Willie. His face turned forlorn as he added the last part.

Yeah. It just sucks. Alex rolled his eyes.

You can say that again.

…

Luke tapped his fingers on his knee, anxiety coursing through him, which was very strange. He had no idea how Alex handled it. Anxiety was not something he was used to; what was he supposed to do with the nervous energy rushing around him when he couldn’t do anything but wait?

In hindsight, the brief text he’d sent Julie to meet him in that one hidden corner of the gardens because he needed to talk to her probably wasn’t the best way for him to go about it, especially since now the grey clouds hung over the sky like death hovered in a cemetery.

He’d rehearsed what he was going to say a million times, but it hadn’t ever seemed perfect; not that it would have mattered, because when Julie walked towards him, a smile on her face, hair down with frizzy curls bouncing over her shoulders, all of his thoughts drifted away, never to be seen again.

“Hi,” he said pathetically. She gave a halfhearted laugh.

“Hi. Is… everything okay?” Luke nodded. Then, he shook his head. A stray raindrop hit his face, the storm slowly crying itself out.

“Julie, I…” he sighed. “This probably won’t be half comprehensible, but I just need to get it off my chest.

“I know that we can't be together. I know that life just wasn't on our side, and I hate it. but I love you.” his heart both lightened and sank with the confession. “I love you, and I want you to know that, no matter where either of us end up in life, with you as queen and me as some guard, you will always be in my heart. you will be my heart in its entirety, wholly and truly.

“I tried to come up with the perfect things to say, tried to articulate and rehearse my feelings, but I guess that’s the thing about emotions. They can’t be described in an accurate way; especially love and pain. I’m not even sure there’s a difference between the two; love hurts, but it’s exhilarating; pain burns, but it makes you feel alive. But they both demand to be felt. And they’re so intense, so beautiful and full of fire and fury in their own regard that I’m not sure they can be described at all. Only with comparisons, but it’s never the exact same, because while pain demands to be felt, love demands to be seen. It’s why it hurts so much to hide it; that hurt, that pain, it demands to be felt, like fire demands to burn and the ground demands to quake and the rain demands to fall.

“I don’t want you to have to feel that pain your entire life. I don’t want you to love me and have to hide it. One illusion of false love is hard enough; but having to mask another layer, for me or you, would be impossible. So I think it’s best you forget me.”

“Luke, what are you-”

“Julie, we’re a grenade. People will get caught in the crossfire, and we’ll be burned completely.”

Tears streamed down his face, but it was impossible to tell with the rain now pouring, serenading his misery with its torrential downpour.

“No,” Julie said, shaking her head back and forth. “No. Luke, you’re going out of your mind. I’m not just going to forget you. If you think I can do that, then you don’t know me at all. Besides, acting as if something never happened is just a form of mental editing, purposely erasing things you regret. Well, that’s not how it works. If you want to break up with me… then fine. But don’t expect me to forget you, because that won’t happen.”

“Julie, I don’t want to break up with you.”

“Then don’t.” Luke looked up and pressed his lips together, even though his tears would be indistinguishable with the rain.

“I’m not. But I don’t want to cause you more pain.”

“I don’t care! Sometimes you have to fight for what you love. And as much as I wish we could lay down our arms, we can’t. I won’t. Not if it means I have to lose you.”

You have to fight for what you want.

Things don’t always come easy.

Luke shook his head, shoving his parents’ dream voices out of his head. He’d tried and tried, but now it was too late. He needed to cut losses so people didn’t get caught in the crossfire.

“Julie, I-”

“No! Aren’t you the guy who says you have to ‘smash those stupid rules out of people’s brains?’” Luke looked away.

“This is different.”

“Is it? Because you’re the most stubborn, bone-headed, amazing guy I know. You’ve never given up on anything in your life, so don’t you dare start now. I’m not giving up on you, either. So are you going to keep trying to make me? Or are you going to make it worth it?”

“I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”

“Well, news flash, people already have, and will continue to get hurt, because life isn’t all butterflies and glitter. So if you want to minimize the hurt, don’t deny your feelings. Don’t try to make me deny mine.”

“But that’s the point! People have already gotten hurt, and will continue to, because of this. Because of me. If people found out about us, there would be collateral. Probably our friends.”

“Don’t pretend you’re doing this for them,” she snapped. “Don’t try to act all heroic. Luke, you’re amazing and selfless and kind and strong, but you’re only doing this because you’re afraid. I’m afraid too. But this? This isn’t how we need to go about things.” Luke tore a hand through his hair.

“Don’t you get it, Jules? I love you. I love you, and I hate that I’m part of the reason you and Alex are going through all of this pain.”

“That’s bullshit and you know it. You didn’t suggest the arranged marriage. I know you just want people to be safe, I know you’re trying to protect me, but I don’t need to be protected. I can take care of myself, but I want you by my side.”

“Then what are we supposed to do?”

“I don’t know,” she said, “but we’ll figure it out. I’m not giving up.”

She stepped forward and laced her fingers with his, and his heart softened. He gently cupped her jaw and brushed a raindrop off of her cheekbone, and she leaned up to kiss him.

“Please… stay.”

Luke didn’t want to hurt her. He knew staying would only make things harder, more dangerous.

And yet, he closed his eyes and nodded.

“Okay.”

#blue writes #bwya #bwya tag #be who you are (no compromise)#tuserjules #tracklu #usernell #userzuha #jatp #julie and the phantoms #netflixwewantjatp2

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][For Red][ Almond Chocolate Coconut || Chubby Hubby || Cookies and Cream || Cotton Candy Explosion || Devil’s Food Chocolate || Elderberry || Entangled Mints || Fudge Behaving Badly || Half Baked || Heartbreak Healer || Kiwi Midori || Lemon-Lime Sorbet || Magic Mint Cookie || Neapolitan || Orange Pineapple Whip || Oreo Cheesecake || Phish Food || SNAFU (Strawberries Naturally All Fudged Up) || Tennessee Mud

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Ice cream Headcanon

Almond Chocolate Coconut: a touch headcanon. Red is rather sensitive to touches around his back, mostly because he still gets phantom back aches from the plane crash he was in as a teenager. Red also gets more concerned over people touching him now due to his heat powers causing possible harm to them. The last thing he wants is for someone to pat him on the arm or back and suddenly burn them by accident.

Chubby Hubby: a body image/self esteem headcanon. While Red is definitely a lot more confident over his body now, what with him being reversed back to his mid-30s and having one hell of a good body...he's more self-conscious about he used to look, as well as the fact that Red's type of gamma means he tends to gain weight more easily than any of the others and this often tends to worry him and causes Red to work out a little obsessively to ensure that he keeps the weight off.

Cookies and Cream: a family headcanon. Growing up, Red REALLY loved and admired his Aunt Betsy, his father's twin sister, who had undergone some experiments of the super soldier serum. She was a big strong point for him growing up, helped a lot under Alexander's abuse and other trauma and is actually who Betty was named in honour of. Red...doesn't currently know that his aunt is actually alive right now and is simply under a new identity due to the government not wanting people to know just how many others were experimented on with the serum.

Cotton Candy Explosion: a childhood/child(ren) headcanon. He'd never admit it to anyone now, but as a kid, Red had a rather big crush on his childhood best friend, Henry. Obviously he didn't really,,,understand this in the 40s, nor would it have been accepted so Red didn't quite realise how he felt until Henry had been put into hospital after the plane accident in his youth. But by then, Red knew that Henry wasn't going to be coming home and more than that, loving a boy in the type of life he lived? Well, best to put any childish feelings and just forget about it all really.

Devil’s Food Chocolate: a vice headcanon. Red really likes nice bottles of brandies or scotch, you know, the fancy drinks officials tend to drink in meetings?? He can't get drunk anymore but Red still likes the taste at least and he likes the memories that come with a nice drink and actual respect from when he was human. He keeps a bunch of them in the alcohol fridge.

Elderberry: a hurt/comfort headcanon. While he's very reluctant to accept any form of comfort from people, Red does enjoy pressure on his back to help him calm down. The weight feels comforting to Red and honestly, what he really needs is a massage to help with his skin hunger and the fact that it would most likely help with the fact that his back has always needed a little more care than Red's been willing to give it, even with his healing factor.

Entangled Mints: a friendship headcanon. Look, he's not...great at being a soft and comforting friend, okay. Red is a mess when people try and be soft with him so often he just assumes that what people want when they're upset is to be dragged into a fight or training of some sorts. You're feeling sad? Punch this sack! You're excited? Let's work out! To Red, simply being there for any exercise or being able to simply work your bodies is the best kind of bonding.

Fudge Behaving Badly: a misbehaving/getting into trouble headcanon. Red is a lot more mischievous now than he used to be. As a teenager and young man, it often took someone else prompting him into acting out to cause some trouble (such as Karen) since he was a bit too stressed out when younger. Nowadays? Red doesn't care about what could happen, he just wants to have fun and that includes smacking Hulk with a water balloon while he takes his afternoon nap.

Half Baked: a bad idea/poor planning headcanon. After becoming a hulk, Red's gotten a lot worse at planning and decision making. It's not anything serious but out of all of the Agents', Red is the most likely to go and shot his guns in the moment all blazing. Though he DOES still work plans out, being a hulk means that he just feels less of a need to think about any sort of planning when he's invincible AND immortal.

Heartbreak Healer: a sad/angsty romantic or queerplatonic headcanon. To Red, Karen Lee Ross will always be his true love. That's not to say he can't find new true loves and such, but no one can ever truly replace the woman he met as a teenager in the hospital, the woman who he had almost crashed a plane with, the joy of their wedding and being able to raise Betty with her. Losing Karen was a part of how Red fell apart over the years and no matter what, a part of him will always wish that he could die, if only so he could be with his first true love again and to just stop that grief.

Kiwi Midori: a creative arts headcanon. Red's surprisingly good at detailed tasks! He's got a good eye for it and when he wants to, often has the patience to sit and finish something for long enough periods of time. I'd say baking is his main creative art, purely because the act of it is soothing to Red if he's feeling upset and also how it helps someone like Jen, who takes comfort in being able to watch Red bake. He likes watching something so simple come together so well and if he does any decorating then, then Red really enjoys working out designs or colouring surprisingly.

Lemon-Lime Sorbet: a sexual/NC-17 headcanon (alt: a secret(s) h/c). As you can imagine with someone in the military and long standing power, Red is...very much into power play as well as corporal punishment, mostly for himself though. There's a thrill to taming a brat and there's another kind of thrill in knowing that he's a very powerful man, whether he's a general or a hulk, and someone having a hold over him? He's weak. Has a daddy kink and 100% Karen pegged him and he would let it happen again when he gets over himself.

Magic Mint Cookie: a magic/supernatural headcanon (alt: a taste h/c). Being a cosmic hulk and different form of radiation, Red is actually much more magically powered than he would think. He tends to draw in magic energy as well as a fair amount of supernatural creatures, such as when Ghost Rider kidnapped him and Emil Blonsky - I like to think that a good portion of that was down to Red's own energy drawing him in along with the SHIT load of guilt that he tends to carry with him. That, and Red's blood is cannonly good tasting for vampires so he's basically a sexy cryptid magnet. And he hates this.

Neapolitan: an intimacy/vulnerability (or lack thereof) headcanon. A lot of Red's inability of being able to be emotionally vulnerable is down to the fact that it's never really worked out for him in the past and this often sticks with him. His father was absent and abusive, his mother had cheated on her husband which was a very serious thing for their family and at the time, his aunt was always forced to be secretive and hidden from him about certain traits, his best friend/crush had been so severely traumatised by his father's violent death that he needed to be placed into a hospital and later died due to complications from a lobotomy, his wife ended up dying of cancer rather young and this caused Red to ruin his relationship with his daughter and any friends over the years to the point where hunting the hulk was all he had and turning himself into the Red Hulk seemed like a better option than being alone with his mistakes.

So uh. Red likes to keep his feelings close, he can't ruin another person simply by being near them, not again.

Orange Pineapple Whip: a kinky headcanon (alt: an eccentricity h/c). Red is...very much into corporeal punishment. More so for himself rather than giving it. Don't get him wrong, he loves taming a brat, but there's also a thrill when he meets someone who can push HIM around, make him want to be a good soldier for them. Red's always been a sucker for a good crop or a firmer hand, especially since he's always been a big man in regards to his power and actual size. Though it's harder to enjoy this kink nowadays with his hulk size as well the fact that Red is a very closed off man about his desires and possibly being vulnerable.

Oreo Cheesecake: a physical health/disability headcanon. After the plane crash, Red was left in a wheelchair for a year before relearning to walk again, but long term back pain stayed with him for the rest of his life, along with some burns on his legs and back from the crash. The burns healed up when he became Red Hulk but the pain of those burns and broken spine still stays with him. As a human, Red often had to take a LOT of painkillers as well as keep his burns down with a salve as well as yoga/ballet stretches that his wife showed him over the years, but Red ended up dropping a lot of it when she died.

Currently, Red suffers a lot of back pain but his healing factor makes it more manage that he doesn't need to take time laying down or letting anyone else know about the pain he's in. Red would defo benefit from some sort of walking aid but he full out refuses due to not wanting to be seen as "weak".

Phish Food: a music headcanon. Red knows how to play the trumpet and learned it purely to annoy Hulk in the morning. Nothing is funnier than hearing Hulk screech, all because Red chose to learn an annoyingly loud instrument.

SNAFU (Strawberries Naturally All Fudged Up): a mistake(s) headcanon. Hoo Boy WHERE to start? Red has made a lot of mistakes in his life, but he counts Betty as his biggest mistake due to how he ruined their relationship over the years. If Red could go back in time and do something better, he'd ensure that he didn't shove Betty away after Karen died. Maybe then, things would have been so much better for them during the most important years, even if they have all of eternity to get better.

Tennessee Mud: an alcohol, drunkenness, intoxication headcanon. Even being human, it's wildy hard to get Red drunk-drunk. Never challenge him to a drinking contest because he WILL drink you under the table...at the cost of being more likely to agree to dares and stupid ideas suggested to people around him. Once, Karen had convinced Red to break into a neighbour's brewery collection to make out,,,ended up with them stealing a barrel of peach cider and tripping down a hill with it.

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