#traecy

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Theoretical endings for UP's version of Law of Talos events

[sunstained]

Ah yes The Days of the Anon Those were wonderful days. She was so young. So unsuspecting (◡‿◡✿) and then out of the VOID I came with a whole backstory and loads of fluff and love and ANGST (⊙‿⊙✿

[bristol-korred]

Tracy stood on the porch with his key at the lock, having paused. He sighed, remembering his six month old's inability to control her magic, and placed his key back in his pocket, drawing his wand instead. He gave it a little twirl in the air, the wind picking up around him and tightening until it was a miniature cyclone roaring on his front steps. He looked at it, satisfied, and them looked down at his  clothes. Every last inch of him was covered in a fine white powder - one of the perks of being on Dust Duty for the week - that was highly reactive with unstable magic. If he walked in there like this, one wrong move on Michelle's part and Rae would have to find him a new permanent home on the windowsill as a flowerpot. 

Finding the cyclone strong enough, he stepped fully into it, eyes squeezed shut and lips tight as he held his breath, not wanting to inhale any of the ground-up children's teeth - and indeed, trying not to think about it. Morbid and rather disgusting thought, that was. 

When he stepped out of the wind, he looked down again, pleased with himself that the fine layer of dust that had coated him from head to foot was now gone. With another flick of his wand, the cyclone tightened again until it was no more than a small wisp of wind, the dust curling in on itself visible in the stream before the wind suddenly died, letting the dust fall uselessly to the ground.

He reached in his pocket again and withdrew the keys, unlocking the door and moving into the living room, where Rae sat with Michelle. The baby gurgled happily, her eyes widening as Tracy dropped his keys into a little dish at the front of the room. "Hullo, my two beautiful girls!" he said happily, leaning down to peck a kiss to his wife's lips before reaching for his daughter. 

There was a strange feeling in the living room, although familiar to Tracy, and he looked down to find Michelle holding his keys. She seemed very interested in them and the jingling noise they made, and perhaps thought that they were her own set, as she had a teething-toy ring of keys (that, admittedly, looked nothing like his). Either way, Tracy exclaimed quickly and his hand shot out to pull the keys, still covered in dust, away from the little girl who was making to put them in her mouth.

She fussed, her tiny fists latching onto the ring and holding tight, and it must have happened that she figured, if she couldn't have the keys then no one could, as they promptly disappeared from their hands all together. 

Tracy straightened, looking around for the keys in the immediate area, where Michelle had the capability to poof things before looking back to the culprit herself, who seemed to have no more of an idea of where they'd gone than he did.

"Brilliant." he said flatly. 

The keys were gone for sure. 

[ladychraelix]

Wow!

You are my:[] Acquaintance [] Friend[] Stranger[x] Boyfriend/Girlfriend[x] Love Interest[x] Best Friend[] Enemy[] Nemesis[x] Other: husband

I think you’re:[] Ugly[] Ok[x] Pretty[x] Beautiful[x] Gorgeous[x] Sexy[x] Hot[x] Cute

We should:[] Fight[] Fuck[x] Kiss[x] Make love [x] Text[x] Watch films[x] Talk

I:[] Like You[] Hate You[x] Love You[x] Think you’re …the sweetest cutest fae ever <3

I secretly:[] Hate You[] Love You[] Like You[] Dislike You[x] Think You’re … hella adorable (but it’s not much of a secret)

Should you reblog this?[x] Yes 8)[] No

[sunstained]

traecy, obviously, and, uh... we'll throw gavrae in there for kicks and alSO TIBITY HAHAHAHHAA

TRAECY

when i started shipping or if i ship itIndeed I do ship it. I started shipping it right around the first time I found your blog. You just had so many feelings about Tracy it was inevitable. 

my thoughtsTraecy is my forever ship. Even if I slack on rp and story, they will always hold the number one place in my heart because he just loves you so much it's incredible. 

what makes me happy about themYou guys are stuck in the honeymoon stage, and probably will be for the rest of your lives

what makes me sad about themYou guys have also been through a lot of crap, kidnappings, and personal vandettas that almost hurt your then-unborn child. It's been a rough two years.

things done in art/fic that annoy meI really can't stand that Tib kid she acts like she wrote ALL the fic for the ship like what the heck 

things i look for in art/ficKisses UuU

my kinks

who i’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each otherFor Rae, I'm going to say that Pokenerd from work 8) Tracy? Either Penelope or Marina. Penelope has had this huge crush on him since he taught one of her caseworker classes (required for all wingless Fae) and He's always had sort of a crush on Marina. 8)

my happily ever after for themThey end up very happy for a very long time, with Michelle, Lucas, and the Twins, Daniel and Merrick. 

[ladychraelix]

Excuse me I do not 'play like a child,' what are these lies you're spreading?

Says the man who tickled me to the point of breathlessness earlier this morning.

And the man who built a pillow fort with me before that.

[sunstained]

In Universal Studios, Orlando, the Spider Man ride's vehicles are called the "SCOOPS," but I guess that's just the pronounceable versions because on the dashboard of each car it says SCP, and when you're walking out of the ride there's a sign on the wall that says "SCP CONTROL," and I just imagine Tracy walking leisurely down the way to the exit and that sign catching his eye and he stands there and squints at it for like twenty minutes, Rae has to bribe him with churros to get him to go past the sign, even though it just leads to the gift shop 

long story short i have dumb headcanons about characters at Universal Studios

[ladychraelix]

Tracy walked into the living room, where he'd set up the perch in the open cage. He looked around, expecting to find her perched on the bookshelf instead, as she usually was. He searched, calling her name gently, and scanned the room carefully. It was by chance he saw her, she was sitting so still, on her little perch in the open cage right under the little bell, with her head nestled inside it. She cooed happily and all she heard was a fit of laughter from the other side of the living room.

SHRIEKS THIS IS TOO CUTE I CAAAAAAAANT’HGRNRDHTGNBDFKLF