So, Um, Speaking Of Tiny Children…

Human!Reader being traded to Fae!Price to keep the peace. Like I heard once in ancient China, actual royal daughters wouldn't be married off, other girls would be married in their place, so maybe reader's parents volunteered her to be married instead of the king's beloved daughter?

see you perfectly get me 😩😩 i hope you don’t mind me using this as a chance to yap <3

The fae had no love for you.

You had known this from the moment you stepped into the obsidian palace, its towering spires slicing through the mist-laden sky like blades. You had been dressed in human silks then- pale, delicate, and utterly wrong in a court where darkness was beauty, where even the air shimmered with otherworldly grace. The moment you crossed the threshold, every gaze in the room had cut into you, assessing and dismissing in the same breath because not a single one of them wanted a human amongst them- least of all as their queen.

The words had not been spoken aloud, but you had felt them all the same, woven into the murmurs that rippled through the court. They had expected the human king’s beloved daughter (even if they would have hated her all the same), a princess groomed for diplomacy, raised in luxury. Instead, they had been given you- the daughter of an unimportant noble, a substitute barely trained in courtly graces but more than capable with ink and parchment, a woman who had spent years buried under the work the princess refused to do.

They had not wanted you.

And neither, it seemed, had your husbands.

King John Price, your husband, had barely acknowledged you beyond what duty required. He had spoken the vows in the old tongue, words and sounds you could never hope to replicate with a human tongue, and sealed the marriage with a kiss so fleeting it barely brushed your lips, then turned away to his own husbands- also yours, but they weren’t kings, so no kiss was required between you and them.

(The concept was still so strange to you. Humans practiced monogamy at the very least, in public- yet you had learned fae cared very little for such things.)

They were his advisors; Johnny, Simon, Kyle, and they were no different. They were powerful men, sharp as the wind over the mountains, and just as untouchable.

You were an outsider, a human intruder in a world where every glance from you was considered an insult, every word a nuisance.

They did not mistreat you, no. They simply ignored you, and you told yourself that it was worlds better than being hurt anyways… even if the loneliness hurt.

And so you threw yourself into the work. The human princess had forced all her duties on you for years, and it was no different here- except now it was fae treaties, fae disputes, fae taxes, all of which they happily let you drown in. You handled it all without complaint. The paperwork was easier to deal with than the loneliness. And if they noticed the way you handled the endless the endless paperwork that the court so conveniently let pile up on your desk, they gave no indication.

You were a human among fae. And in their eyes, that made you insignificant.

Your days blurred together in a haze of ink-stained fingers and stiff-backed chairs, the weight of the crown heavier than you had ever imagined. It might have continued that way- silent, distant, suffocating- if not for the day the Queen Mother descended upon you.

She despised humans. You could see it in the way she sneered at you, the way she spoke as if addressing something beneath her. But she was old, cunning, and- unlike her son- unwilling to let a political marriage go to waste. She had entered your chambers one evening without announcement, her presence crackling in the air like a brewing storm.

For a long moment, she had said nothing. And then:

"You look human."

You had stiffened at her tone. It was not a compliment.

"That is your first mistake."

She had circled you then, her gaze stripping you bare. "The court despises you. My son ignores you, as do his husbands- they do not even see you. Why?"

You had swallowed, resisting the urge to drop your gaze. "… Because I am human."

A flicker of a smile, cold and knowing. "No, child. Because you make no effort to be anything else. You are no longer within humans.”

That night, your wardrobe was stripped away- every pale gown, every soft fabric, every piece of jewelry that marked you as human. In their place, the Queen Mother had garments brought in that dripped with fae elegance.

Your dresses were no longer delicate, but sharp—cut to flatter the lines of your body, corseted to perfection, woven with fabrics darker than midnight and embroidered with silver-threaded fae flowers that shimmered when they caught the light. Your silks no longer billowed, but clung, whispering around you like shadows given form.

Your jewelry transformed you further. Earrings that mimicked the elongated points of fae ears, tapering into elegant curves. Rings shaped into sharp, clawed talons that gleamed when your fingers moved. Tiaras twisted into the illusion of horns, their dark metal twining like the antlers of the fae lords. Even your hair was adorned with woven fae flora, petals shifting as though alive.

When you stepped before the mirror, you barely recognized yourself.

You were still human. But you no longer looked like prey.

The court noticed first. The whispered mockery did not cease, but it changed- less scornful, more wary. Some sneered that you were playing dress-up, but others looked twice, their gazes lingering in ways they never had before.

Your husbands were slower to react, but when they did, it was irreversible. It was the point of no return- even if you did not know it at the time. Did not once suspect this had been the Queen Mother’s plan from the start.

Johnny cracked first.

One evening during another dinner where you were supposed to be ignored once more, as you reached for a goblet, he caught your hand- his calloused fingers brushing the rings now shaped like talons. His thumb grazed over the curved metal, blue eyes flicking up to yours with something thoughtful, something curious.

“…This suits you, lass."

A simple statement. But his touch lingered a moment longer than necessary. You did not allow yourself to think more of it, as he eventually turned away from you and returned to ignoring you.

Kyle was next. It was not the rings he noticed, but the way the darker fabrics shaped you, the way the fae silks whispered around your form when you moved. His sharp gaze assessed you, and when you met his eyes, he hummed- low and appreciative.

"Fascinating."

Simon was the hardest to read, but you caught the way his head tilted slightly when you walked past him, the way his gaze lingered on the flowers adorning you, unreadable but lingering. He did not speak on it. He never did speak to you, not eveb now. But he watched.

And for the first time since your marriage to John, he truly looked at you; not past you. Not through you. But at you.

The next time you stood before him, spine straight, chin lifted, cloaked in the elegance of the fae, John leaned back in his seat, exhaling slowly. His eyes raked over you in quiet thoughts, but there was something different this time- something sharper, darker.

You had changed.

And the court had noticed.

He had seen the way the nobles looked at you now- the way their gazes lingered too long on the curve of your throat, the bare skin exposed by the daring cut of your gown. The way their admiration had shifted, no longer dismissive but hungry. Once, they had sneered at your presence, insulted by the mere thought of a human in their midst. Now, they sought your attention, vying for your favor with soft smiles and murmured compliments.

It soured something in him.

His fingers curled against the armrest of his throne, a slow, thoughtful movement. He knew he had no right to feel this way. He had ignored you first. Had dismissed you, had treated you as a necessity rather than a wife. And yet-

He did not like the way they looked at you.

From the corner of his eye, he could see the way the others reacted as well. Kyle’s jaw was tight, his gaze sharp whenever a noble leaned too close. Johnny had grown restless, the usual brightness in his eyes dimming whenever he caught another fae whispering to you, their voices dipped too low. And Simon was a shadow at the edge of the room, silent, unmoving, but his cold stare was a warning, his claws tapping idly against the hilt of the dagger at his belt.

They saw it, too.

You were theirs.

And now, far too many in this court seemed to be forgetting that.

John’s grip on the chair tightened before he forced himself to relax, schooling his expression back into something unreadable.

Well, he may have been a neglectful husband to you in the beginning… but no time better than the present to fix his mistake.

Ok I have to ask, how do you get all your hair into your helmet?? Do you put your hair in a bun?? Like whenever you put your helmet one the hair that was on your shoulders just vanishes

It's.. an enhanced skill.

Peaches!!!

I imagine, when they can, the Batch lands on planets where they can forage for supplies, and Tech teaches Omega all about what they can and can’t eat

Before I left for a lil break I had promised u all some Fox art... So here he is!! Enjoy

Working hard on Mer Hunter ;)

BATCHED: a Clones Zine [ICheck]

Welcome to BATCHED! 

This is a 𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐓 / 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘 Zine centered on all the clone battalions of Star Wars. 

This zine is a Gen, SFW project. A happy AU (Everybody lives/Nobody dies) where our favorite bois are living happily. 

We welcome themes such as brotherhood, adventures, fun shenanigans, found family, Modern AUs…

Interested? Fill our ICHECK and let us know what would you like to see come out of this project.

FAQ | [ICHECK] THANK YOU SO MUCH!

This art is so gorgeous and so cute!! Thank you so much for drawing my tiny problem Jedi <333

(Ell is the one on the far right, my tiny trouble bean)

The colors work so well together, and I really like the tiny stars in their eyes!! It’s great how Cirz looks precious and innocent as ever, but Ell looks like she’s about to cause some problems!! And Shiri is absolutely adorable!! She’s so composed, I can’t tell if she’s gonna join Ell in the mischief or protect Cirz from whatever chaos is about to ensue <3333

Group chat stuff w/ @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @theartgremlin , those three are always up to something.

✨🌙   𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐆 ->  @404ama

‘HELP HIM!’

Realizing I never posted this here. The Outpost was probably my favorite episode of Season 2 and I’m really looking forward to Season 3

Tech is a Giant Schnauzer

This is a breed I didn’t know about before my discord friends suggested it. They’re very loving and playful. They don’t adapt to change terribly well, but they are very smart and trainable, since they are a working breed. It’s like these good doggos were made for Tech!!

He is a retired service dog, but you would never know it for how poorly-behaved he can be. He has a flagrant disregard for house rules such as no dogs on the furniture, and no being under the table during mealtimes. Tech knows how to open the cabinets in the kitchen and bathrooms, and the fridge door too! So Crosshair has had to childproof everything. For some reason Tech especially likes to steal strings. He doesn’t do anything with them, just hoardes them in his dog bed. He will take shoelaces off shoes if you’re not careful!

The reason Tech had to retire is because he has late onset PRA, and has been going blind for the last few years. He doesn’t let it get in his way, though! He relies more heavily on his hearing and smell, and he’s just as curious and excited to explore and cause trouble as he ever was.

@skellymom I hope you like him <333

I know it’s been a while, and I’m sorry it took so long for me to get to, but I was tagged by @eclec-tech to join this fun!!

I remember playing this game at high school sleepovers with my friends! An excellent way to deepen your relationship and find out embarrassing facts for blackmail purposes later on in life >:3

Answers will come in a week, since we’re back to business as usual after April Fools.

Tagging: @skellymom @gamelpar @stormyblue90 @amarcia @thicctails @hshfsjzjsgj and anybody else who’d like to join!