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This is exactly what I mean when I say Majorwood is my favorite ship.

I think the Majorwood shippers have something going actually. There's just something in a relationship between someone who has only known love and someone who has only known war.

Scott is always happy, always loved, always surrounded by people who care for him, Jimmy, Pearl, Cleo. Yes he's been hurt for his love, but it pushes him to cherish every fleeting moment.

Martyn is always at war, always caught in conflict. He's been a soldier, he's been abandoned, he's been heartbroken. People are always leaving his life, Ren, the southerners, Cleo, he's always left alone. It makes him bitter and spiteful.

And so to pair Scott and Martyn together is significant. It's like Ares and Aphrodite, war and love.

They both burn with a passion

Similar but not the same.

They both care too much. And it hurts. It hurts but what else can you do?

"Everytime I love, I get hurt" Martyn tells Scott.

And Scott nods, "I love a lot too. It does hurt."

"How do you do it? How do you keep loving knowing it might hurt again?"

Scott takes a pensive moment before answering... "Because." He says, "The thought that I might never love, or be loved, ever again? It is far more terrifying than the fear of being hurt again."

Martyn grips the red and white flag he carries around his waist. A banner to a kingdom long fallen. "What if I can't move on though? What if it just keeps hurting and hurting and never goes away?"

"It will." Scott promises, "one day the pain and anger will ease" He hugs his jacket closer to him, thinking of those pale slashes that cover his back. Matching scars he shares with Pearl.

One day the betrayal and abandonment ceased to ache. One day he did move on. He would help Martyn move on too.

Anyway, I think they would be good for each other. I think they could fix each other.

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Hello! I bring you a Majorwood video! I was inspired by REIGN on YouTube so check them out, they make lots of cool content. The song is Would you fall in love with me again from Epic the Musical. But this mixed version is from REIGN. So hope you Enjoy!

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Kiss me before you go.

Scott had a crush on Martyn for a long time. Everything about him just made Scott’s heart flutter. Plus it didn’t help if the only way they talked was through playful flirting.

Scott was at Martyns apartment watching a movie. He was sat on the couch, Martyn to his right. They had started some random popular movie going around. Every now and then Scott would steal a quick glance at Martyn. In a normal friend way of course.

“This movie is so bad.” Martyn said a chuckle escaping his lips. Scott simply nodded, even the way Martyn laughed made Scott’s heart flutter. The two continued to watch the movie in silence. One of them pointing something out every now and then.

Scott felt his phone ping in his pocket. He picked it up and got a text from Jimmy? Why was his Ex texting him at 9pm? After the two broke up they were friendly with each other and even helping one another if needed. But a random text at 9 was unexpected.

Scott read the text which stated, Hey can you pick me, Grian, and Joel up? We were at a party and are a bit too tipsy to drive LOL. Scott sighed and replied, On my way, don’t do anything stupid.

“Sorry Martyn I just got a text from Jimmy, apparently him, Grian, and Joel got drunk at a party.” Scott stated standing up. Martyn looked at Scott a flash of disappointment on his face.

“Can’t they get someone else to do it?” Martyn asked, pausing the movie. Scott shrugged his shoulders while pulling his jacket on.

“Who knows how many people they’ve asked before me. It’s easier for me to just go grab them.” Scott replied before turning to Martyn, “Sorry for cutting our movie night short but-“ and then Scott couldn’t speak.

When had Martyn got so close? When could he feel his breath fall onto his face? Martyn had that look in his face, the one that screamed possessiveness. Scott had always ignored it before, because why would Martyn be possessive over Scott?

Martyn cupped Scott’s cheek with his hand with such care it was as if Scott was made out of glass. “Not gonna kiss me before you go?” Martyn asked, his tone flirty.

Scott stuttered on his words, “W-what?” Scott asked in shock. His face flushed and his breath ridged. Martyn smirked enjoying how flustered Scott was.

“I said are you not gonna kiss me before you go?” Martyn repeated that smirk and possessive look never leaving his face. Scott took a few deep breaths regaining his composure before he smiled.

“Sure,” was all he said before Martyn pulled Scott in and kissed him. Scott could only describe the kiss as heaven, the twos lips fitting together like puzzle pieces.

Scott placed his arms around Martyns neck, and Martyns hands grabbed onto Scott’s waist. Martyn bit at Scott’s lower lip, getting a small gasp of surprise. The two eventually pulled back. Trying to regain their breath, smiles plastered against the twos faces.

“You don’t know how much I’ve wanted to do that,” Martyn stated, a satisfied smile on his face. Scott was smiling his face still flushed and his eyes sparkling.

“Yah, same here.” Scott replied earning a laugh from Martyn.

“I guess we’re both just oblivious then.” Martyn stated before leaning his head on Scott’s shoulder. Scott and Martyn stood there for a bit before Scott pulled away.

“Sorry Martyn but I’ve got to get the ‘Bad Boys’ remember?” Scott said using the nickname for the three troublemakers. Martyn sighed dramatically as Scott pulled away.

“You hurt me Love.” Martyn replied “But I suppose if you must go.” Scott giggled at the nickname.

“See ya later Honey,” Scott said before exiting Martyns apartment and heading to his car. Perhaps it wasn’t the worst thing to leave Martyns apartment knowing Scott would always be able to go back.

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HELLO sorry if this is hella out of nowhere but i saw ur gem and joel little wolf post and ouggh i have been Thinking.

"this cruel world doesnt give out presents just for being good" gives grian oneliner . to me.

"is your plan to stand around? 'cause i suggest you fight back" also such a gem line. plus gem as epic!athena in general? ouugjgh she Is a badass in the arena

"is time now moving slow" . literally the wildcard

"lets teach this dog a lesson in front of all his kind" in reference to that final 1v1 between joel and grian? in front of all his kind as in all the other watchers? Plus it fits with grian taking a more openly antagonistic watchery role this season i think it fits really well

"oooo maybe i pushed you a bit too hard" could be banter about that failed trap at the very end LMAO

this one might be a stretch but "if she wont choose a man to adorn her we'll bring blood and tears" could be joel refusing to choose a celestial body/symbol and the watchers being pissed about it

not to mention all the joel lone wolf themes, spending most his time in isolation, then becoming more family oriented and pack animal coded later on is sooooooo

IDK sorry for the random super long possibly incoherent ask this idea gave me the brainworms i think u cooked with that

Sorry for not noticing this! I totally agree with all these points and think they fit so perfectly within the life series. Another line could be ‘sounds like a plan goddess and man bestest of friends’ ‘will see where it ends’ could be like Joel calling them family and Gem going along with it. @twoturtlesinatubetop

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I swear these two are gonna be the death of me!

Scott calling his and martyn's duo name in rats "mean rats" killed something inside of me/pos

Aka rats. Yay.

+ the clip from todays stream🙏😭

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Majorwood has such good angst potential that it drives me nuts sometimes! For example in 3rd life Scott had Jimmy, and Martyn had Ren. But then after 3rd life Jimmy sort of moved on from Scott and focused on his newer alliances. While Ren and Martyn always had nice connections and experiences.

So I feel in limited life Scott would be hopeful Martyn could love him just a bit. But Martyn would still have Ren or somewhat have Ren. Of course I feel Martyn did love Scott, but he still was attached to Ren to feel anything more for Scott.

While another possibility could be that Scott doesn’t want to have to force Martyn to give up on Ren and pushes himself away from Martyn. While Martyn could choose to accept Scott and love him during the time they have together.

Also the idea that Martyn has been with/loved other versions of Scott in Pirates and Rats but not the version of Scott in the life series after limited life would be perfect angst material.

Scott: Don’t worry it’s ok if you don’t love me.

Martyn: But I have loved you! Just not the version you want me to be in love with.

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This is absolutely what happened!

Life series angst fics are gonna be so fucking funny now that Joel has won. The Watchers can’t do shit to him bc he’ll just drive away in that fuck ass car. They don’t know how he brought the car with him and they can’t ask. All the other winners got into it as fast as they could. Cleo shoved Grian to get shotgun. Pearl has to sit on the floor. Martyn scrambled into the trunk. They’re gone.

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What if Lizzie and Mumbo since they both were first out, yet probably won’t be out first again, have canary feather earrings to represent the curse. A reminder that they were first out, a reminder that no one can truly escape the curse.

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When Joel’s win is so good that the Family is on a whole different server.

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I just realized that Joel had no angst when he won Wild Life. There were no sacrifices, no betrayals, no sad goodbyes. He just won, fair and square. And that my friends is absolutely WILD.

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Little Wolf from Epic the musical but it’s Joel and Gem. And Gem is helping Joel win after she died. Think about it…

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YES JOEL TAKE THAT CROWN!!!!! IVE SUPPORTED FROM THE BEGINNING LETS GO!!! So happy I was actually here to start Wild Life from start to beginning when it came out. WORTH IT!

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Hoping for a Joel win! Or Gem, or Lizzie, or Jimmy…

I just want one of my favorites to win!

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Rating: T

Characters: Martyn, Scott

Relationship: Martyn/Scott

Tags: datastream defender lore (somewhat vauge tho), almost kissing, knowing someone without remembering them

Summary:

Lingering thoughts can be rather fascinating, with how they just get stuck in your brain and often refuse to leave, making everything remind you of said thoughts.

Scott just doesn't find any amusement in being the one in that position, though he might not be the only one with this trouble.

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hello smeefo nation ,,, new fic alert ???

ao3 has yet to send me an invite email so ill be posting this fic here :3 very inspired by 'feral love' by bdoubleds on ao3 !!! i wouldnt say its to the point of a rewrite but i thought the fire metaphor was too good not to try out ,,, absolutely open to criticism, but pls try to keep it polite :D i copied the text str8 from my word doc so the formatting is a little off in some areas for some reason :( word count : 967

              Etho was burning. He was being swallowed by it. Flames licking at every bit of his body, consuming. The red and yellow of his bone marrow was blackening, charring with the outside, crumbling off in pieces.

              Being red was smoldering him alive, and he wanted more. Uncontrollable. The forest fire in him would engulf everything in its path, taking him with it.

              The flame in his chest didn’t start out blue-hot and rising. Episode 1, as he was spawned into the Game, something was gnawing at his upper torso like someone had taken a diamond pick between his pecs and hollowed him out. Then he met Joel in the mines. Playing around, joking about how he was so disappointed. Beside the hole, a small, supine red candle-flame flourished to life.

              Then Joel built him the ‘Relation’ ship. The fire swelled, crackling orange and marigold. Joel’s hand fit perfectly in his as he dragged him along, and so did he himself inside the soulmate-shaped cave in his chest. With Joel above him that night, Etho took to memorizing every mole and freckle on his skin, and all the constellations they linked together to make. Committing to memory very scar and discolouration, and the sandy beaches and crashing, rolling, foamy waves that consisted of them.

              Etho began to fall in love with everything Joel did. With Joel. With the green streak in his bangs, how he stuck out his tongue in concentration while belatedly redying the clump of hair yellow in the Relation after their Joel-enderman caused death. With his little cackle-giggles. With how he softened the ‘th’ in Etho’s name to a ‘f’ as a result of his lisp.

He too, softened around Joel, trusting him so far as to close his eyes as his soulbound would pluck arrows out of his body from the pillagers and smear an herbal ointment stretched with an awkward potion over the openings. Relaxed as he woke in the early mornings to Joel beside him. Thanked his mask for hiding any sort of embarrassing emotion after Joel traced the scar across his one red eye with tender, feather-light fingertips. Not that it did too much for him, as the tips of his pointed ears would flush pink-red occasionally. Traitorous things.

The transparent string of the fishing rod wrapped around Joel as he was tugged up. Unable to clutch, he plummeted.

<Smallishbeans> fell from a high place

<Etho died>               Joel’s eyes had turned to red after they respawned.

“They killed me, Etho. They killed me.”

Red. Red. They were Red.

Yellow. Canary. White-hot.

Joel chased Pearl down, who was clutching his chestplate. He sliced at her with his diamond axe before she died and her items exploded out across the moonlit grass, the blue-teal of the head of his axe shimmering with red.

Red.

“Shouldn’t have messed with us, Pearl! Shouldn’t have messed with us!” Joel cried as he laughed and took his items back.

The others started scrambling and fleeing. Cowards. Etho’s gaze connected with one before they’d left.               ‘You really let him do that?’

Etho’s eyes conveyed a message of their own.

‘You think I can control anything he does?’

Nah. He was just along for the ride. Joel was an unstoppable force. No immoveable object would even slow him. He didn’t let Joel do anything. He simply watched, strapped into the rollercoaster that was his soulmate. The most he could do was throw his arms up and laugh along.

“You do have it, we’ve been- we’ve been told you have it, you just lied through your teeth to us,” manic, frenzied red eyes focused in on Scar as Joel cornered him, diamond axe to his throat, “do you wanna lie to a red-name, Scar?”

Nervous laughs, attempted de-escalation from Grian.

“Oh, you don’t have any sugarcane, huh, Grian?” Etho felt the red curse biting as he walked towards Grian, “No sugarcane?”

He reveled at the laugh and hiss through his teeth he heard Joel make, teeth bared under his mask mirroring the sharp grin of his soulbound’s that he knew was boring into his back. Joel had changed him, or perhaps it was the curse, or both, and he had to tug himself back from slicing at Grian, from watching the crimson flower bloom and blossom and pour out.

Etho had never been red for long before in the Life Games. His series always ended soon after. This, this was different. He was with the infamous Red Joel. He was alive, and the red curse was swirling in his brain, and he’d wake up in the middle of the night, crazed for blood.

The Games tinkered with everyone’s brains, especially when the end of them were close. Everything became more lucid, nothing seemed real. It made people do stupid things. Too stupid.

They burned the ship.

Blue. Perano.

“The ship burns, everything burns! The ship burns, everything burns!” Joel yelled, chanting hysterically as he sprinted across the server, flint and steel in hand as he set fire to anything in his path.

The ship had burned. Everything would burn.

The yellow streak in Joel’s hair was red. Smeared, having been dyed from soaking up the blood of his kills.

Joel screamed, groaning, growling after he’d killed Scott. His red eyes glowed. If Etho looked too long, too hard, he could spot the flames flickering behind them.

“Etho, they trapped it, get back through!” Joel’s voice was shaky for once, not with mania, but with fear. He sputtered incoherently as his hands scrambled, latching onto Etho.

And they laughed. Foreheads pressed together. Laughed.

<Etho> tried to swim in lava

<Smallishbeans> burned to death

The flame in Etho’s chest mixed with the lava, dwindling, flickering out, as did the ones behind Joel’s irises.

After all.

The ship burns, everything burns. Including them.

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Grian has a moment of weakness every series.

happy wild life day!! here’s this!

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Guess whose sweatshirt just came in!