#tiny-fierce-haole

[jxckxfalltrxdes]

@tiny-fierce-haole​

“I nearly caved and made you something akin to a Blue Lagoon. But...that was more of what you became. And I’ll make one like that for later. The you that Hawaii helped create. This...this is straight up Jersey. That fiery, strong willed, boldness.” Though he used his own magic to set the flame, he made a movement with his hands that would make it seem like a parlor trick. So many bartenders these day do so much crazy stuff that he doesn’t worry too much. The shots light up blue before dunking into the ale. Yet they keep lit. “Blow the fire away yourself, like making a wish...when you ask a Blazin’ Detective for a favor, they come through...whatcha think of the name? Too much?” 

[cursedunderworldriches]

@tiny-fierce-haole​  

Michael was in the middle of painting a portrait when he felt it. 

A disturbance. 

Frowning, he cleaned his brush before placing it down. Snapped out of his musing for his current piece always put him in a bad mood. Living only with his Hell Hounds and Spirit servants, it wasn’t something that happened often. 

Feeling someone’s death has been second nature to him for far too long. He was half a millennia old, after all. He’s seen empires fall, has been close to tragic catastrophes...even been part of a few in one way or another. He’s felt the death of strangers who he’s never known as well as the the deaths of his wives and life partners, children and grandchildren....who, though carried divine blood in some form, weren’t cursed blessed with immortality like he was. 

His father was the Lord and Ruler of the Dead. 

The dying...were an interesting middle grey area. A tug and pull between the after life and, well...current life.  Everyone had their time, but as the saying sometimes went, ‘the future’s not set in stone’. Choices affect most destines. Not all, but most. 

Someone time of dying was among them, but dear Gods they were fighting! 

Michael stood and walked over to where he kept his liquor and served himself something. It was an old bottle, family that made it has been dead for generations, the printings faded, and it was in a language only he and a few scholars remembered. 

Somehow it seemed fitting to match this drink with this feeling inside of him. Taking a seat, he leaned back and focused on this feeling. Surrounded by pain and agony like nothing he’s felt in centuries!  Yet...that light of life refusing to be snuffed out. 

Placing his drink down, he goes for his sketch book and grabs the closest drawing tool and begins to sketch. As he does, he feels the appearance of new entities. Without looking up, he demands, “What is it?” 

“Sire...I’m sure you have...noticed.” The Ghost began, nervous around him as a Prince of the Underworld. Ruler over all dead to an extent, even him. 

“I was broken from my muse, so make your point.” Michael told them. 

“Your father wishes for you to act. As Lord of Hades, he is unable to do anything until this person is....dead. But they...refuse. He finds this feeling he’s feeling...irritating.”

Michel let out a dark chuckle, “Broken me from my muse, and makes the Ruler of the Dead feel irritation.” There was a pause. “Tell my father I’ll deal with her.” 

“Her. sire?” The Ghost asked, peeking over Michael’s shoulders and could see the...gruesome scene he’s creating. The reality of what’s causing this disturbance.

“Yes, her. Tell my father...she’s mine.” 

“W-what? But sire, I believe what he wanted was for you to finis-”

“The Life in this one is stronger than Death. She’ll go to him eventually. But for a while, she’s mine, understand? Now, if you’ll excuse me...I’m off to Colombia. Get out of my house, or the Hell Hounds I leave will go after the remains of your pathetic soul.” 

[commandersmoothdog]

“I love you with all of my heart and soul, but why on earth did you think that was a good idea?” - tiny-fierce-haole

@tiny-fierce-haole 

“Looking back on it, I don’t think it was a good idea,” Steve admitted. “Not when the idea formed in my head, not when I was working out the kinks in my head, not when I was putting it into play. But it was a must, okay? Stan’s gotta learn that there are boundaries. He’s claimed to moved on, well you have too.”

He didn’t want to put any extra strain on Danni knowing her condition, but this wasn’t something any of them could ignore. Especially since he and Stan both spent the night in lock up after Steve went to discuss a few things with Stan at his office that ended...not quite legally, and pushing to abuse of power. 

“Me helping you out with Charlie isn’t the same as him showing up to your appointments with our kid, okay? He could have been there for you, with Charlie, even if you weren’t together. But he had to man up to his wife, man up for his child, and he had to man up for you. And he chose not to. I was there for you, and Charlie, because I loved you. Even if I didn’t know how much, I loved you as Ohana and I was there because I wanted to be. Because I didn’t want you being alone.”

“Him showing up to the ultrasound when you’ll find out the sex of the baby while I had an emergency meeting with the governor is not the same. It’s all sorts of wrong and I had to put him in his place. Grace and Charlie are my kids. It’s a learning curve switching to something more as you and I got closer and became a couple. And I think I navigated that pretty well. Making sure they know that Stan is still their father, but that they had me in their corner too. That’s...not gonna change. Even if sometimes I feel like I’m lying through my teeth. But this kid? This isn’t Stan’s kid, it’s our kid. I’m here, I’m not leaving them or you, and I didn’t appreciate the inclination Stan had in his head that it was interchangeable.”

If Danni hadn’t been Danni and been bullied into allowing it, things would have gone far worse once Steve found out. Thankfully, Danni rescheduled for when both her and Steve were free. And for Danni’s sake Steve did try to move past it. To ignore it or forget about it. But he couldn’t. This was going to be his first kid. There were other people on the island that he would trust to impart wisdom on his child that he may be unable to, or to help guide him when he couldn’t, or be there should anything happen to him or if he were called away for contracts and the like. But Stan wasn’t one of those people. 

“I’m sorry. I don’t want this making it hard for you, but I had to do what I had to do. This is our family, Danni. Not his.”    

[konokalakaua50]

[Text] Why do we have to get up at 5am to go surfing? [Text] As if making me get in the ocean wasn't torture enough, where's my Saturday lie in?? - tiny-fierce-haole

@tiny-fierce-haole

[Text] Because that’s when the waves are the best.[Text] You will love it, I promise! [Text] Besides, you were the one who told me you wanted to learn to surf so don’t blame the messenger.  Now get your ass out of bed, Williams!

[doctor-sailor-investigator]

💖 Andy & Danni

@tiny-fierce-haole

Send “💖” and my muse will admit something they find cute about yours.

“When she’s around kids, my heart always melts after it overloads with the cuteness in front of me. She’s so intuitive to them and they naturally love her, and I know how badass she can be. How dangerous she is. So seeing her be this safe space that kids of any kind can come to and trust...I’m blown over with the cuteness. So whenever I see her with Gracie, I’m over the moon and full of hearteyes.” 

[commandersmoothdog]

Would you ever consider yourself starting a family?

Canon-ish/general Steve:“Have I thought about it? Course I have. Especially after...after not being able to safe my father. After Joe’s last wish for me to not end up like a lot of soldiers...sometimes I wish I had. But thinking back to all the insane shit I’ve lived through, I know maybe it’s better this way. And...well, I know it’s not the same, but there are kids who know they can trust like a father. Danny’s kids, Nahele, and I also got Joanie. But who knows, if I ever get to retirement, maybe I’ll think about becoming a foster-dad.”

@loudhaoleinatie: “Getting to be a dad to them is amazing. Charlie uh...he recently started calling me dad.” Steve said with a stupid wide grin. 

@tiny-fierce-haole: “Uh...we’re keeping it a bit lowkey at the moment but uh...not for sure concrete but we think Danni’s pregnant.” He couldn’t hide the excitment in his voice, or the smile spreading across his face, like a kid on Christmas morning excited about opening gifts. 

@big-d-little-i-big-n-little-ozzo  “...it’s a big step forward. We’re in the works of getting another dog together but....if down the line it’s something we think we might be ready for...yeah, I’ve...I’ve considered it.”