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[faithfully-yours]

The Moon Will Sing

Fandom : Just Roll With It Riptide

Ship : none

Summary : Gillion was only ever a mirror, something to reflect some elses greatness

Warnings : Implied abuse, basically Gill's childhood, episode 109 spoilers

Notes : The Crane Wives has me in a god damn choke hold

Age 9

"Tell me once again, please."

My small begging voice seemed to claw through the elder's wall, not far enough through though.

"The prophecy chose you, that is why you're here."

"But I could have been anyone, *anyone* else, and I could've gotten out."

"There is nothing to get out of, it's a privilege."

"But, before you made the choice for me-"

The elder crouches down to get on eye level with Me.

"Look, this is your destiny, Gillion. Accept it."

He took my hand and started pulling me foward. My feet knew the path to where we were headed. The training grounds.

Again. Of course.

I remember when I was first brought here. We had walked in the dark.

I have no idea why, but in the dark they brought me to the grounds, and then it started.

I never gave a single thought to where it might lead, the first time.

That was before they told me.

Before.

Age 14

"All those empty rooms, it has to get lonely."

Edyn says, with a smile.

They're letting her visit now, which is nice.

We could have been anywhere, anywhere else, but no.

We had to stay in my room, Edyn said it was safer.

So I made a bed with apathy and there we sat, talking.

"My heart knew the weight of loneliness before I was stuck here Edyn." I say, leaning against her.

She shakes her head. "Ten years worth of dust and neglect. You can't just get rid of those memories Gill."

"I never said I could." She seems to put words in my mouth a lot. I love her though. If I couldn't see my sister, I don't know if I could survive this place.

Neither of us see eachother much anymore, and on the rare occasions we do we both seem tired.

But we made our peace with weariness and let it be.

Age 18

Another speech. After every mistake I get one. A speech.

this time though, I interrupt the particular elder.

"But, you said the moon will sing a song for me and-"

"Grow up. The moon rewards those who work."

His harsh hand grips my wrist as he yanks me along. "Us elders worked so hard for you, to make you a worthy chosen one. But you don't show us love, nor respect."

He opens a door and throws me harshly into a dark room.

I let out a groan as I hit the wall. "I loved you like the sun, and you do truly burn everything you touch. Bore the shadows you made."

He lets out a scoff. "Be thankful."

"I can't do anything. With no light of my own I shine only with the light you gave me."

He turns on his heel and shuts the door, and locking it from the outside.

Trapping me in shadow.

"I shine only with the light you gave me."

I mutter, making myself comfortable. I won't get out within the next three days. I don't usually anyway.

Age 21

"Name your courage now!"

Feel the sharp tip of metal at my neck.

"You almost killed a navy officer."

The elder lets out a harsh laugh. "We have war. We could have had anything, anything else, but instead we have war."

I shrug. "I don't-"

"You don't what? We should have you killed Gillion."

"But instead you hoarded all that's left of me. My sister, my freedom."

My voice sounds small and rough. I really don't like it. I don't like most things about my things now though.

Hey won't do it. Kill me that is, they won't kill me. Right.

What am I kidding.

"look at you. Swallowin' your doubt. Don't worry, we won't kill you. It's almost like you want us to banish you."

Like swords in the pit of my belly, the words claw at my insides. Bringing out the fact that, maybe the words are true.

"I wanna feel the fire that you kept from me. You don't own me."

He lowers the sword. "Leave. Get out of the undersea now. We do not want you."

"What?"

I stand up so quickly that my chair gets hit across the room.

"Leave."

I can't tell if he's serious. They've done this before. Almost in a taunting way. But he's serious this time,

I feel someone grabbing my arms and pulling me back.

I shake the guards off, turn around, and run.

I run. I swim out of the castle.

Age 22

Chip was my friend. I think.

He is my friend. I don't know why I say was, he's not dead.

He's undead.

That's still settling in. He leans on my shoulder, tracing his cold fingers up and down my bicep.

"I don't know how to feel you know."

He says.

"What do you mean?"

"Gill, you've killed undead, I've killed undead. It feels-"

"We've killed living too. I have anyway."

He sighs, looking up at the night sky. We sit on the deck of our ship, because Jay wanted to sleep and it's my night on watch. Also quite frankly Chip doesn't really need sleep anymore.

"What happened to you? In the under sea." He asks in a whisper.

I usually manage to avoid the subject.

"I don't see why that matters."

He lets out a scoff. "I do, I hear you in your sleep you know. You toss and turn, you talk."

"I do?"

"Yes. Sometimes it's about the moon, which makes sense after the fae wilds I guess."

I wrap my arm around his waist as he lets out a sigh. "Are the words, coherent at all?"

I've heard off people from the oversea sleep talking, but it's usually just random mumbles.

Chip nods. "Yeah, usually it's 'The moon will sing a song for me,' and stuff."

I let out a small shuddering breath. "Oh."

"Is that, weird?"

I shake my head. "It's just, something the elders used to tell me. When I was being groomed for being the chosen one. It was a saying, something to say that the moon would make prayers sent to her help you instead."

"What about the whole, I loved you like the sun stuff? It's only sometimes that I've heard that but."

"It was-" I shake my head. "When I was kid, there was this one time, it doesn't matter. Must have just been a flashback or something."

He nods with a small hum of acknowledgement.

"What happened?"

"An elder got mad at me, I was thrown in a dungeon. Said something along the lines of," I shake my head again, "I don't even remember. Um, Bore the shadows that you made with no light of my own-"

"I shine only with the light you gave me." Jays voice comes from the stairs as she comes to the top deck. "You really do need to work on your sleep talking, you do realize we all sleep in the same room."

"I can't control it." I say, pushing my self up so I'm sitting straight, unintentionally pushing Chip off of my shoulder in the process.

She shrugs, leaning on the railing of the ship.

"What does that mean?" She asks, looking at us. "I shine only with the light you gave me?"

Chip answers before I can. "It's the sun and moon thing, the moon only shines because the sun reflects light off of it. It's like saying you only mean anything while the other is there with you."

Huh, he described that perfectly.

Jay let's out a small scoff, "When did you become so wise Chip?"

"When my heart got pulled out." He answers in a humorless voice. Jay's face goes pale and Chip bursts out laughing. "You're good, I'm joking."

You know I've never felt like that here.

I've never felt like a weapon or other.

Here I'm just me.

Welp episode 114 is gonna hit him like a brick.

[archesa]

have 18, 38, 48, and 55 for galaed if you’d like! :D @kerra-and-company

Ooooh!! Ding-Dong! It's still autumn and it's Galaëd hours! 🍂😁 With a little bit of a sneak peek into the future of De Draconis Mobile!

18. Have any special keepsakes?

A bud of Caladbolg that was cut from the thorn when he fought Mazdak, before joining the Vigil. Trahearne returned the sword to the Pale Tree, but Galaëd preciously kept the severed flower and had it encased in a bead of glass he still wears to this day as a pendant.

Something else he holds very dear is his rapier, a razor sharp and feather light blade forged by Occam -- a token of the blacksmith’s gratitude after the newly bloomed Valiant saved him from the Nightmare Court and salvaged his masterpiece from the corpse of the so-called Green Knight, Bercilak. The blade served him faithfully for several years, and is now carried by someone Galaëd holds closest to his heart.

38. Did/do they go anywhere special for vacations?

Hahahaha!! 🤣🏖️

After the victory of the Pact over Zhaitan, Rorschach and Galaëd did take a little vacation! The sun, the palm trees, the warm white sand and crystalline water...

Would be a shame if...

Someone...🌵

Unleashed...

Karkas on the island... 🦀

48. What was their lowest point? What was their highest point?

His highest point, no doubt, the completion of his Wyld Hunt, the resurrection of Trahearne! The pure unadulterated joy of having his brother back!

His lowest point... Taking the mantle of Commander of the Pact after the death of Rorschach. Preparing the siege of Thunderhead peak, to defeat Kralkatorik, save the world and avenge his friend... and failing...

His only chance to continue to do the right thing there is to fall in complete denial, to convince himself to the point of delusion that Rorschach will find his way back to them, like he did when Balthazar killed him. And being confronted to the inescapable, solid, gruesome evidence of the contrary — when Aurene and her Champion (wait and see) lead their final assault of the heart of the Elder Dragon of Crystal at Dragon Fall — is the closest he ever gets from falling...

To what, he himself is not sure.

55. What’s your character’s core trait? What’s their best trait? What’s their worst trait? When happens when these all interact with each other?

I'd say his best trait is his loyalty. And his joyful demeanour.

But they are, in a certain way some of his core flaws, because he’s terrified of disappointing the people he admires or loves, which means he takes at heart to conform himself to what he is expected to be -- a Valiant, a Warmaster, a commanding officer of the Pact, a Jester, a Beacon of Hope. It does not mean he’s not all these things, nor that these titles and expectations are too heavy a mantle to bear, just that he might sometimes force himself to keep up appearances, for the sake of those looking up to him, but mostly for the love of those he looks up to.

[faithfully-yours]

A Single Mom Who Works 2 Jobs [pt 2]

Fandom : Just Roll With It Riptide

Ship : none

Summary : Gillion gets mildly pissed, Chip becomes a father, and Ollie becomes a pirate

Warnings : abduction, implied abuse,

Notes : Part 1 here, it's short but who cares 🌹

There's silence. Utter silence for a minute, as chip stares at the three pirates, and they stare back.

"Wait you guys, you guys thought I left?"

"Yes, did you not?" It's the first time Gillion speaks. Chip hasn't heard him talk in years, and his voice washes over him like a cool breeze. The words however are sharp and feel like a thorn digging into Chip's skin.

"No Gill, you know I wouldn't do that."

"Do I know? Do I really?" Gills kunkles grip the edges of the table so much they turn near white.

Jay interjects. "Okay guys, let's calm down. Chip, why did you leave then?"

He lets out a breath of air, and looks behind him, as if checking to see if Ollie is still there. When he sees he's not, he looks at the others.

"You think I went missing around Jaylor right?"

The three nod. They had went to Jaylor two years ago, they never saw Chip again.

"I was, taken. I don't know exactly where, somewhere on the far side of this island, they call the hill country the Glitch Side. I was taken to a compound and," he takes a shaky breath. "It, it doesn't really matter what happened, but it was shitty. I met Ollie there, he was only eight at the time."

He hastily wipes tears that threaten to fall. "I found a chance to get out. We managed to get here, just barley but we did it."

He absentmindedly runs his palm over his collarbone. "I started going by a different name, to keep us safe."

Gillion lets out a small, "oh."

"Yeah, oh. Now what do you want."

Lizzie sighs, and props her feet up on the table. "Well we can here to find you, so I guess the only logical thing is to ask if you wanna come back on the ship."

Jay nods. "Me and Gill have been staying with the Grandberrries more since you left."

"No."

Lizzie sets her feet on the ground and leans forward in one quick movement. "What?"

"I have Ollie now! I'm basically a fucking dad."

"I wanna go." The four adults turn to the doorway, where Ollie leans against it. "I have to hide my name here so we don't get caught again, there's less chance that their gonna find me in the middle of the sea."

Jay turns to Chip with a smile. "The kids got a point."

Chip groans. "Olliver?"

The kid sinks slightly at his father's disappointed tone. "Yeah?"

"Go pack. We leave in the morning."

"Hell yeah!"

[faithfully-yours]

A Single Mom Who Works 2 Jobs [pt 1]

Fandom : Just Roll With It

Ship : None, implied pistolwhip

Summary : Ollie heard of the riptide pirates, and of the Grandberry pirates. He had been told by Chip, of a Triton nobel and a girl of the sun. Never did he think he would meet them.

Warnings : Cliffhanger/two parts, kind of implied kidnapping? Just thought I'd add it to be safe.

Notes : In this AU, Chip went missing before they ever met Ollie. It all gets explained I prommy.

A knock on the door rings through the empty house. Ollie looks up from his homework. He sighs. If his dad was home, he would be the one to get it, but Chip was working.

He stands up from the dining table and moves to the doorway. He pulls open the wood door, and looks at the people in front of it.

Three people stand. A tall triton, who looks maybe 20, a long streak of pink going through his teal hair. He wears simple trousers and a lose white shirt. His hand rests on a sword. Beside him is a dark skinned woman, whose left eye is covered by a black eye patch. Behind them is a red haired women who looks around Ollie's fathers age, with blue eyes and a navy blue jacket that's ties around her waist.

"Uh, yes? Can I help you?" Ollie squeaks out. The people seem familiar, despite the fact he's positive he's never seen them.

The Triton speaks. "Yes, we are looking for Chip, no last name that we know of."

The women beside him scoffs, "Yeah, we're all confused about the missing last name."

Chip. Ollie's father. Not biologically, but in every way that mattered. He went, to protect him, by the name Aden Lafayette. That's all the towns people ever knew him by.

Meaning these people knew him before, everything.

"Are you Gillion?" Ollie is bouncing on the balls of his feet now.

The Triton nods. "Yes, how do-"

The ten year old shakes his head and moves the side. "Come in come in, all of you." He grins. It's them. Gillion Tidestrider, Jay Ferrin, Elizabeth Lafayette. He had heard stories, they were the ones he had fallen asleep to.

The group of pirates looks at the boy suspiciously, but walks in. He leads them to the dining room, and urges them to sit down. "Uh, my dad will be home soon, he's who you want to talk to."

The three pull out chairs. "Who are you?" The women asks, and Ollie has to forcefully contain a squeal. She looks at him weirdly.

"I'm sorry, it's just that, well your captain Lizzie!" His smiles. "But um, I'm Oliver, call me Ollie."

She nods. "Right, how do you know me?"

He grins wider. (if that's even possible) "I know all of you! Dad told me stories."

"You keep saying dad, do you mean Chip?" Jay asks.

Ollie doesn't have a chance to answer, because the door opens.

He jumps up. "That's him!"

He rushes to the main hallway.

Chip pushes the door closed. His long brown hair is tied behind his hair, and his bangs are held back with a bandana. He's still in his uniform, (a dark green shirt and brown pants) and looks tired.

He always looks tired these days.

He smiles at Ollie, his warm brown eyes sparkling. "Hey kiddo! Did you get your homework done?"

The young boy bounces up and down on his feet. "No! But I, I have a good reason!"

Chip chuckles. "Yeah?"

There's the sound of footsteps, and Lizzie appears in the arch from the main hall to the dining room. "Chip?" Her voice sounds, small. She doesn't like it.

Chip stares at her, then looks back at Ollie. "Ollie, go to your room."

"But-"

"You can talk with them later. Go to your room."

The small boy groans, but goes to his room all the same. Chip turns to his sister with a sigh.

"Right, how did you find us?"

That was a loaded question.

"The others are in the dining room, we'll talk there." Lizzie says, trying to calm herself and get some semblance of control over the situation.

H Nods and follows her to the dining table, Jay looks up and stifles a gasp. "Shit Chip it's really you!"

"Hm? Oh, yeah it is." He looks up, but looks away when he meets Jay's eyes. "How did you find us? Well me, how did you find me?"

Lizzie slides him a letter. "Gill found this when we visited-"

"Allport." Chip mutters, snatching the envelope. "I sent this right after we got out but that was years ago."

"One, you left two years ago, it's not that long ago, and two, what do you mean got out?"

Chip looks up, confused. "You guys don't think I willingly left, do you?"

Right so yes, I'm sorry, I left you there. Uh, if anyone actually wants more I'll post pt 2. So uh, yeah. Love you guys so so much!!

[faithfully-yours]

So a few updates!!

Now I will not be posting Can't Catch me now on here, but it is on AO3 here(link).

Also, PLEASE request something. Read my Rentry, REQUEST! I have a jrwi and a Scott Pilgrim fic in the works rn (one shots) but I need ideas

[faithfully-yours]

Cant Catch Me Now { Blurb }

🌑— Series

Jrwi ⌑ Unknown Amount of Parts ⌑ Will be cross posted on AO3 / Wattpad

🌘— Gillion Centric

Will contain eventual sfnc ⌑ mainly Gillion 3rd pov

🌗— May Contain Triggers

Gillion's childhood ⌑ Panic attacks ⌑ Suicide mention ⌑ individually tagged parts

🌖— Will be posted in parts

If you wanna be tagged when a new part comes out, reply/ask

🌕— there will be no posting schedule

Just, yeah, no posting schedule, I'll start posting once I have about 5 parts written

[faithfully-yours]

Guys, hello! Tbh I wanna post some one shots but I have 0 ideas. If you have an idea or request, wether it be from some prompts I reposted or smt else, ask it! On annon or off. (Be sure to check my rules tho)

[faithfully-yours]

So uh it's official, A Single Mom will be getting its second part!! I plan to also start a new series :3 it's Gillion angst au. Anyway, love y'all!!

[faithfully-yours]

When The War Starts In My Heart

Fandom : Just Roll With It

Ship : None

Summary : he had done many things for his goddess. move, fight, work. But this? Why did it have to be this?

Warnings : Blood, death mention

Notes : silly little idea I got from Curses.

Imagine Fortune teller Gillion.

A kid who got away from the elders, but managed to be chosen by the moon goddess anyway.

Who started seeing the future, but hid his gift until he couldn't anymore. Until he was powerful enough that he didn't need to.

"Next!"

His voice called out as the couple left the tent. They didn't leave particularly happy, but they left.

Gillion didn't love doing public events like this, but he needed enough money to get off island, and being a chosen one didn't exactly pay well. Hold for experience of course.

The next three walked into his small tent, and he smiled at them.

A tall boy with for tattoos, a girl with deep red hair, and a women with more weapons then he'd ever seen in one room.

Well this'll be an interesting reading.

"Are all of you getting read or-"

They boy shakes his head. "Just me and Lizzie, we were hoping Jay could stand in her though."

The girl with red hair, Jay, nodded. "Right, how much does this cost?"

"Three gold a person."

Chip just about died, but the women Gill assumed was Lizzie payed and they sat down.

"Here's how this works. I get out my tarot cards, and put my candle near me, along with this bowl of ash and bones. Depending on what happens when the session starts with decide what I use got it?"

Chip and Lizzie nod, and Gillion puts his hands, palm down, on the table.

He feels the feel of burn behind his eyes immediately, and his eyes roll back into his head.

His whole body feels like he's on fire.

Chip expected a lot of things when he decided to go to a fortune teller when the ship stopped for repairs. A scam being the prevailing thought in his mind.

This was not one of the many things he prepared himself for.

The Triton's body convulsed slightly. His eyes rolling back into his head until only his whites were visible.

Jay let out a small gasp and Gillion turned to her.

His eyes seem to glow. He clumsily stands up, as if he's not used to moving. It doesn't even seem like it is him anymore.

"You, the chosen one- My chosen one." Blood slowly drops from his nose as Gill grabs Jay's chin. "A death? No no no." He backs up, tripping over his own feet, "That won't that- mortals always messing up my-"

He falls backwards back into his chair as his eyes go back to normal.

Gillion lets out a shuddering breath.

"What was that?" Jay asks, looking at him warily.

"Uh, a goddess spoke through me." Gillion answers in a small voice as he clumsily shuffles through his tarot deck. "She, I don't know."

"She said I would-"

"Die, yes. Telling you that could have already changed that fate but we'll see." He takes the first three cards of the deck, sets them down, and flips them over.

He stares at them for a minute before letting out a groan. "No."

The candle in front of him flickers as if saying yes.

"What does it say?" Chip asks, and Lizzie leans forward.

"It wants me- She wants me to protect you, Jay. She wants you alive."

Chip slaps his knees and stands up. "Great! Well come on then, out ship is just a short walk away!"

...

"What?"

[faithfully-yours]

Effected

So this might be put into my fanfic later on but until then heres a little bit of angst from the same universe!

Cw ;; Abuse, mentions of past abuse, slight implications of rape, slight spoilers for The Scars I Carry

Bakugou had no right to be mad. He knew that. Hell he'd even been told that by Deku.

But that didn't mean he couldn't be petty as fuck right?

As he leaned against the wall he wondered if this was a bad idea. I mean of course it was he knew that, but it couldn't be that bad right.

The worst that happens, he pisses off Kiri and gets chewed out by Keigo. When he saw the long haired girl walking towards him though, he realized that things could get a whole lot worse.

"Hey! Your Bakugou right? I'm Akio, I'm Ei's girlfriend."

Girlfriend. Right. That's why he had come after all, to prove that he was totally not even a little pissed off that when he was gone Kirishima had gotten, a girlfriend.

He nods. "Hi."

She smiled brightly. "Well aren't you cheery! Well someone's looking for you."

He tenses immediately. Someone looking for him, usually not good. "Who?"

"A women called Mitsuki I believe."

No. Nonononono. She's not, she cant-

"There you are Kat! You come back after four years and can't even bother to say hello to your mother?"

Akio walked off, obviously having seen someone else she knew, and Bakugo was stuck with her.

His mother hadn't changed very much. Well, she looked a little older obviously, but other than that, nothing.

"Hi, Mitsuki." He knew he made a mistake the minute he said it.

She grabbed his hair and yanked it back. Hard.

He immediately got himself out of her reach, and walked off. He was not gonna give her the satisfaction, he wasn't a kid anymore.

"Bakugou! Bakugou Katsuki! Get back here!" He heard her scoff and mutter under her breath.

"Just like your father. Never could do what I told him."

Woo, go separate yourself from her Kat.