#1320 meet

[fic-dumpster]

How would bonten be like meeting your family? Would they get along or not or even expose some stuff by accident?

Tbh, I think something could happen and it doesn’t go as planned. Let’s pretend for this scenario that Doe has a family… 😂 . Anyway, Anonie… sorry it’s years late but here we are trying. I just rewrote this so I’ll edit it later!

Bonten x reader

WC: 1320

TW: Fluff, revers harem, sad attempt at comedy, crackfic, fb!Mochi, gun, sappy/cliche ending, kinda uh… weird. It’s a mess.

You’ve been preparing this week’s dinner for almost two months. Arranging everyone’s schedules and thinking of ways to explain to your family how you have… more than one partner.

It’s not that you didn’t want to tell your family about them. It’s just that the subject was never brought up before and your parents weren’t so concerned about prior relationships, but what you had right now was beginning to turn into something more serious.

So, yeah. Here you are waiting for your parents and the guys to arrive. Which turned into you having to distract your parents because nobody was home besides you and they were not picking up their phones.

You left messages to each one of them with phrases like…

“Sanzu Haruchiyo! I swear to whatever is holy to you that I will have you maimed and hanged when you get home!”

or

“Mikey!!! I will put all the sweets on the highest shelves and throw all the stools away! See how you’ll manage! And no boobs!”

or

“Kakucho? Baby? Please pick up… I’m worried.”

Well, you were fuming and trying your best to pretend everything was in order. Until you heard the door open and steps closing in. Finally someone!

But all your relief flew out of the window when you saw none other than Mochizuki Kanji walking towards you with a big smile on his face.

Oh, hell no… they were so dead. Each and every one of them was so dead.

“Honey!” You visibly tensed as you heard Mochi’s boisterous voice greet you like that.

“Mo-Mochi! Ho-honey!” And so playing along it was.

You were actually grateful at the end of the night. Mochi was such a great guy. You would have cried if you didn’t have to act too. He treated your family so nicely and your parents loved him.

Mochi had your dad enchanted with his baseball and stock market talk. Then your mom was so in love with him too. No complaints at the end. On the contrary, they were so proud of you for finally finding such a wonderful person.

As happy as you were for a successful dinner. You were internationally seething.

Once your parents left and the house was cleaned. You arched your eyebrow and directed an inquisitive look at Mochi.

“So?” You asked after a while.

“Something happened… I know, I know.” Mochi dragged his hands over his face and sighed. “You have every right to be mad, but let me ex—“

Just then, the sound of the door unlocking alerted you of their arrival, and multiple footsteps followed to confirm the quantity.

In a flash you had Mochi’s gun in hand, the poor man panicking after you and not even the devil himself could stop you now.

“Are any of you injured to the point of being at death’s door? Are you all alive and kicking?” You asked in a solemn voice. “Well?”

“We–we’re good…” said Kokonoi who was the closest to you watched a very worried Mochi stand behind you and shake his head in silence. Was he warning them not to do what?

“Good,” and with that, you pulled the gun that was too big for your hand.

A bunch of screams and alarmed voices came in from the seven men standing at your entrance.

“Baby— wait! Baby!”

“We– it’s not– Y/N!”

“Woah! Woah! Woah!”

“Y/N, put that down before you hurt yourself.”

So you took the safety off which earned you more screams and Sanzu hid behind Kokonoi, Rindou took cover in Ran’s back and Mikey was lost in the tumult of panicking men.

“Mochi why did you give her your gun!?!” Takeomi asked as he harshly pushed against the door by Sanzu trying to get as far away as possible from the barrel of your gun.

“I didn’t! She took it!”

“This is your fault!” Ran blamed it all on Sanzu. “You taught her how to use one! We were against it!”

“Shut up! All of you!” They all went quite deadly fast. “I had dinner with my boyfriend!” As you spoke, you moved the gun at each one of them and they all jumped back scared it would go off. Even Mikey was eyeing your shaking hand like a hawk. “So I don’t know who you all are! Go away!”

Again, you pointed the gun, they jumped and they also crushed Takeomi against the door for the tenth time. While the other screamed, Takeomi was grunting in pain at this point.

“Can we explain?” Kakucho asked with his hands up to show he surrendered.

“And you are?” You saw hurt flash in Kakucho’s eyes once your words were out, but you needed to stand your ground. They had done it this time. “Sure, explain unknown man.”

“But please can you put the gun down?” Kokonoi was sweating buckets from the way you waved the gun everywhere.

“I’m not gonna—“ and just like that it went off against the wall where the Haitani brothers stood. You heard Rindou screaming and Ran cursing every color of the rainbow.

You crossed eyes with each one of them and threw them a sheepish smile.

“Sorry, maybe I should put it down…” putting the safety back on, you handed it back to Mochi with a second apology in tow.

With your attention back to the group in your entrance you saw Rindou having a… moment…

“Oh my God! I almost died! Raaan! I saw my life flash through my eyes!” Rindou was crouched down hugging his brother’s leg. Said brother had a tired face on… like this was a common occurrence.

“Sanzu, this is your fault too,” Kokonoi added to the

“How is it my fault?!” Sanzu exclaimed with indignation and fury.

This calmed down after a bit. Reluctantly, you let them in and sat down to explain. You heard their excuses, the emergency at work and called bullshit until Mikey spoke last.

“We were scared.” He began with his signature seriousness and almost sad eyes. “Look at us. We aren’t the guys you take home to meet your mother.” As he kept talking, you saw how one by one they all turned their eyes away, sour looks and empty faces. One after another. “Mochi at least has the looks to pass as a normal civilian.”

You nodded, understanding where they were coming from. Pink, purple and white hair… tattoos all over their bodies… and scars… your heart broke for them. But your fury wasn’t gone just yet.

“And you think I care? You think I care what they think?” You stood up and walked over to Mikey, holding his shoulders tightly as you spoke. “If anyone, even my own family, speaks ill of any of you, I would have thrown them out. And never looked back. Understood? I… I have my own life here… a family… that we built together.”

Even if you wanted to add more to your speech, you weren’t able to. An avalanche of bodies suddenly rained down on you and the next thing Mikey saw was a cluster of bodies on his feet.

You could barely breathe under Rindou’s arm and probably Sanzu’s leg. Kakucho and Kokonoi tried to wrench them away but it was fruitless. Both were moaning and crying about the family they built with you. Ran facepalmed at his younger brother’s behavior but smiled nonetheless.

“Wait, where’s Takeomi?” You asked having not heard the man in a while.

“Here!” Everyone saw the eldest Bonten member at the kitchen counter with a first aid kit. “I’m just patching myself up.”

“But you said you weren’t injured?” You said from the floor and in between two sobbing men.

“I wasn’t…” Takeomi winced as he applied a bit more ointment. “yeah, having six people push you against a door was awful. 0/10 would not recommend.”

Meanwhile, Mochi cried in a corner as he saw his family happy together.

[lady-quen]

Verse: The Hound, The Haggard, and the Haunted

Posting an initial version of the lore being cooked between myself, @rostomanologist and @commanderteag ! The context will pretty much be necessary to understand most of the humor oscillating between these chucklefucks :) Chaos plant trio is a thing now.

The Dawnborn Maelmordha and Duskborn Kimarse have known one another since approximately 1320 AE as saplings, at least until Mael's Wyld Hunt and Kima's run-in with the Inquest ensured no further contact. The two wouldn't properly meet again until sometime after 1330 AE, during Commander Maelmordha's Elonian campaigns.

Owing to his death at the hands of Balthazar, Mael, now a lich, struggles with controlling his Diabolist powers, opting to utilize sealing tattoos and enchanted chains to stall the demon essence from consuming his soul. It was after the conflict with the War God that Maelmordha and Kimarse met again, the latter traveling in the area out of curiosity about the Awakened Inquest rampaging in Tyria.

The so-called Thanatologist caught onto the "deal" with the Pact Commander rather quickly and, armed with potential blackmail material, figured it most beneficial for them both to engage in a contract. An undying subject for the death scholar and possible help with his condition for the Commander, especially with Kimarse's Revenant former acquaintance in the picture - Noereen, haunted by the spectre of a legendary White Mantle well-versed in bloodstone magics. A bloodstone collar could be forged to act as a magic buffer, but a sample was required, and, well, with most equipment simply dissolving within the Commander's chest portal and the man himself being unable to perform the procedure, Kimarse thought it best to ward her left hand, plunge it in and hope for the best. She managed to pull out the demon core now replacing the Commander's heart for study, but lost the appendage to extreme frostbite. A tradeoff, just like Tyr lost his hand in the jaws of Fenrir - in order to apply Gleipnir.

Enter Maolmuire, a formidable Mesmer with an unsettling connection to the Dream and the sword Caladbolg.

Maolmuire of the Noon, awakened approximately 1330 AE, is a member of a cycle which suffered malformations following the Pale Mother's injury at the claws of the Shadow of the Dragon. Born with a warped right arm and a pair of wings, he stands out from his fellow sylvari, but what happened to his corporeal form is scarcely his only affliction. His connection to the Dream far too strong to the point of being unable to separate his own memories from those of its denizens, Maol's waking and sleeping moments alike are dominated by the three Knights of the Thorn: the Valiant Riannoc, the Marshal Trahearne, and the Commander, Maelmordha. The three personalities blend within him, and a destiny laid out by the Astral Ward itself sends him on a quest into the desert to find the Commander. With expert mesmeric magic, he is able to infiltrate even the Order of Shadows until he eventually confronts the Commander, now a different beast altogether than the pre-death image which yet remained of him inside the Dream.

In spite of being walking reminders of one another's worst traumas, Maelmordha and Maolmuire work together, with the former's condition and ever-fresh grief for the Pact Marshal making the burden of the lich-slaying Caladbolg infinitely heavy. Following the campaign against Palawa Joko, he attempts to return the sword, only to be met with rejection - for now. Indeed, it isn't long before the Mother receives a mysterious vision and nominates the Fourth Knight, who happens to be none other than Maolmuire himself.

The three keep in contact and work together in the future, out of selfless and selfish reasons alike.

[scotianostra]

Clan Chief, Donald Cameron of Lochiel died on or around October 28th 1748 in France.

Aye, another one with differing dates, Donald Cameron was born circa 1700 and became hereditary chief of Clan Cameron when he was about 19.

The Cameron clan has roots in the Lochaber area that stretch back to the 1400s, when Donald Dubh was the first clan chief. The Camerons were staunchly loyal to the crown, supporting Charles II in the Civil War, and later Bonnie Prince Charlie during the Jacobite uprising in 1745.

There are a few theories on the origins of the clan, and how they became a powerful family, the one I like best is that the Camerons fought for Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn and were rewarded by the king’s follower Angus Og, Lord of Islay, with the grant of lands in Lochaber. There is strong evidence for that theory because one of the signatories of the Declaration of Arbroath in 1320 translates from the original Latin as John Cameron.

Lochiel was the grandson of Sir Ewan Cameron of Lochiel, known as The 'Gentle' Lochiel, he was the first clan chief to meet Prince Charles Edward Stuart, the Young Pretender, at Borodale in 1745. He initially advised the prince to return to France but when the prince refused Lochiel raised 700 men, making the '45 Jacobite Rising possible.

After the astonishing victory at Prestonpans, in which the Camerons played a full part, the Jacobites took no reprisals against the redcoat troops or the people in Edinburgh who had supported the Hanoverian government. This was largely due to Lochiel’s insistence.

He was also very strong in insisting to the prince that the Jacobite army should not march south, but that he should stay in Edinburgh and reign over an independent Scotland. Charles had promised that his father’s restoration to the throne would see him end the Union.

After going all the way to Derby, the Jacobites retreated north of the Border and occupied Glasgow. Once again, Lochiel intervened and the Jacobite soldiers were warned not to pillage or loot the city. It is for that and his demand for no reprisals in Edinburgh that he became known as the Gentle Lochiel.

Lochiel was wounded at the battle at Culloden and later escaped to France with the prince where he was knighted, appointed Colonel of the Régiment d'Albanie and Commander of Garde Écossaise by Louis XV. Lochiel was also made a member of Order of Saint Michael.

Achnacarry Castle was burned to the ground by Cumberland’s rampaging redcoats but was subsequently re-built and is still the clan seat today. The Cameron lands were forfeited to the Government, but were restored to Donald Cameron, 22nd chief and grandson of the Gentle Lochiel, in 1787.

Donald Angus Cameron, is the 27th and current chief, “Lochiel” which all Cameron chiefs are known.

[sabo-has-my-heart]

Hello!! I really loved your Soulmate AU Ace x reader where reader and ace meet in their dreams but forget about each other when they woke up. I I would like to request a part 2, (If you can no rush) You can write any scenario you want. (I’m not too sure if I should add suggestions if I make a part 2 request but just in case) Maybe the next scenario could be meeting Whitebeard and the Whitebeard pirates, maybe also with Luffy and sabo, or maybe a scenario where in the 3 years he was looking for reader he was also looking for blackbeard in the middle of it and the scenario leads up to Marineford but this time he lives. Sorry for my long request. (All of your works are so great!! Ive read most of the ace x reader stories u have🧡)

Warnings: injuries, soulmates

Word Count: 1320

     Sitting in his prison cell, Ace sighed. This wasn’t exactly what he’d wanted when he introduced you to his family aboard the Moby Dick. He’d been looking forward to a party, everyone laughing and congratulating him on finding his soulmate. Good natured teasing and getting to show you off. Hell, even Thatch getting that devil fruit hadn’t been that bad. Sure, it had taken some attention off of the party, but that didn’t matter… not until Teach had tried to attack Thatch. You hadn’t even thought, just reacted, getting in the way of Teach’s blade. He’d still made off with the devil fruit when Thatch had whirled around in surprise, but no one had really cared about that. They’d all been too concerned with the fact that you’d been wounded and the fact that you’d saved Thatch. Thatch had immediately taken you to Marco and gotten you patched up, but Ace had been furious. He’d attacked Thatch, injured you, and taken off with the devil fruit. Ace was supposed to be in charge of him! He’d gone after the man before anybody could stop him. When you’d called him on a den den mushi, furious with him, he’d felt kind of bad. You were angry with him. He didn’t want you to ever be angry with him; but he couldn’t let Teach get away with this! So he’d gone against your pleas, gone against your begging, and continued after Teach. He wouldn’t let Teach get away with everything he’d done. 

     Standing on an island, you waited. They should have been here by now. They’d said that if you or your island ever needed their help, they’d be there. So where were they? You’d even asked for him specifically by name. 

   �� “Hey, Y/n?” A voice called, making you whip around. A small smile graced your lips as your eyes landed on a blond haired boy with a top hat.

     “Sabo! Thank you for coming! Listen, I know it’s probably weird that I called you, especially when it’s not my island in danger, but when you saved the island you said ‘if we ever need you’. Well I need you desperately.” you said, your eyes already pleading with him. Sabo looked at you seriously, nodding his head.

     “I can’t promise anything, but we’ll do what we can.” he said with a smile, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. Taking a deep breath you looked up at him.

     “My soulmate was sent to Impel Down. They’re going to execute him. Please, I know pirates aren’t exactly on the top of the Revolutionary Army’s ‘people to save’ list, but I’m begging you. Ace needs you.” you pleaded, tears already running down your cheeks. The boy’s brow furrowed. Ace? Why did that name sound so… familiar? Hesitantly, he nodded in agreement, trying to figure out why it felt like something in his mind was trying to break free. 

     “Alright. I’ll help if necessary, but only if necessary. I’m one person, Y/n. I can’t storm Impel Down by myself and I won’t get the RA in on that. Do you know where they’re taking him for the execution?” he asked, a serious look on his face.

     “Marineford. They’re going to try to execute him at Marineford in a week.” you said, trying to wipe the tears away as best you could. Sabo had agreed to help, it wasn’t much but it was something. Of course, you’d asked for Sabo for a reason. After so many dreams with Ace, you were able to connect the young blond boy in the dreams with the blond young man who’d helped save your island some years prior. Sabo would have the strength needed to add to Whitebeard’s already formidable forces and, with luck, would help him remember his brothers. 

     For better or worse, Sabo seemed to slowly regain his memories on your trip there. Things were still hazy, but it was enough for him to know how important Ace and Luffy were to him and why he needed to save Ace. Of course, while not weak by any means, you weren’t the fighter that the rest were, you might keep up with some of the weaker Whitebeard recruits, but definitely not enough to try to fight. Thankfully, the blond you were with wasn’t an idiot, giving you a marine disguise so you could sneak behind everyone. You both hoped it wouldn’t be needed, that the others would be able to get to Ace without your help. But you were there if need be. 

     Running through the battlefield, Ace yelled at his brothers, holding you in his arms.

     “I can’t believe you! Honestly! She told you I was her soulmate and you still brought her?! What if something had happened to her?! I’d have killed you, that’s what! And you! Don’t you ever listen to your older brother? I told you to get out of here! And Impel Down? You tried to rescue me from Impel Down? Do you have any idea how worried I was! I’m going to kill you both!” he shouted, the three of them finally stumbling back to one of the ships that still stayed afloat. 

     “Ace! I’m the one who asked Sabo to bring me along! Don’t be mad at him.” you pleaded, caressing his cheek. He looked down at you in concern, he’d been so worried about you, “I couldn’t just sit by and do nothing.” Ace sighed, pulling you close as the ships started to pull back, the remaining pirates climbing aboard while fending off marines. Watching the surrounding chaos, you sighed with some measure of relief. Things weren’t over yet, but with how Whitebeard’s power rocked the entirety of Marineford, you weren’t too worried.

     It wasn’t until everyone was well and truly away that Ace set you down, giving you both a confused and aggravated look.

     “How did you even know Sabo? How’d you find him? This isn’t something you ever shared in our dreams.” Ace asked, checking you for injuries.

     “The Revolutionary Army saved my island a couple years ago. Sabo was one of the revolutionaries there. He said if we ever needed their help, to contact them. It wasn’t too hard to connect the Sabo of your memories with the Sabo of the RA. I was planning on telling you before you took off on your own.” you said, letting him check you over, the young man huffing and nodding in acceptance when he found the only injury to be the one from Teach. 

     “Don’t be too mad at her, Ace. She was worried about you.” Sabo said, putting a hand on Ace’s shoulder, giving a small smile.

     “I still can’t believe you’re actually alive. I don’t know whether to be pissed that you didn’t remember us or our bond or be thankful that we’re all back together again.” Ace said, hesitating before pulling Sabo into a hug, “It’s good to see you again. I’m glad you’re not dead.” Ace said, a little softly. Luffy joining in as he tried not to sob. For once, Ace wouldn’t call him a cry baby. Their brother was alive, he was alive, you were alive. He wouldn’t say shit this time.

     “Well, I suppose you already know Y/n, but Luffy, this is my soulmate.” Ace said once they’d separated, pulling you close. Almost immediately Luffy had his arms wrapped around you, screaming something you couldn’t quite make out while the two older brothers chuckled. Though to be honest, Ace was really happy about his little brother’s excitement. His family aboard the Moby Dick liked you, his brothers liked you, you saved Thatch, and you’d reunited them with Sabo. He was pretty sure nobody could be as amazing as you and there was nothing he’d ever be able to do to repay you for everything you did. Hopefully his eternal and unwavering love would be a good start though.

[triforce-of-mischief]

The Doctor Will See You Now

Summary: Chief offers to let Legend meet his Zelda's doctor, to prove that they're not all bad. He realizes too late that the vet is more scared than he lets on.

Words: 1320

AO3

Another crossover collab with @batrogers!

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Legend’s legs were shaking as Chief led him through the castle to a secluded corridor. Weeks ago, Chief had offered to take Legend to meet his Zelda’s doctor, the one who had trained him. It was better than nothing, so Legend had agreed… but they hadn’t talked about it much after, and the uncertainty nearly made Legend back out. Chief’s era was more advanced than Legend’s or even Wild’s… what could the doctor do to him?

Legend really didn’t want to find out, but all he could do was grab Chief’s hand and squeeze it as they approached the royal physician’s office.

“Still okay?” Chief asked quietly, pausing before the door.

Legend nodded, not trusting his voice.

“He’s really nice,” Chief reminded him. “If you need a break, just let me know. He’ll understand.”

Legend couldn’t imagine a doctor being nice, but Chief was proof enough that Legend let him knock on the door.

Everything after that was a blur, like Legend was moving and speaking automatically but he was nothing more than a witness to it. When they entered the examination room, Legend moved to sit on the table but the doctor pointed him to a chair instead. Legend’s face burned with embarrassment, but the relief bought him a few more minutes of sanity. The doctor introduced himself and asked Legend simple questions, gently encouraging him to speak for himself instead of hiding behind Chief.

Legend looked around the room, away from staring eyes. There were posters and diagrams on the walls that Legend kept his gaze on, pictures of ribcages and skulls and stretching muscles. Things that he was used to seeing when fighting stalfos or the like.

How he wished this was as easy as fighting a stalfos.

The doctor asked another question, and Legend forced himself to look that way again. His gaze slid away from the doctor, landing on a small box on the table beside him. A statement (or warning) was printed in simple letters, with a stylized image of a syringe underneath.

Legend’s breath caught. He didn’t know if he was going to pass out or throw up or cry or some humiliating combination of the above but he wanted to leave, now.

“I- I need- Can I-” Legend made a weak gesture to the door, and the doctor made an understanding sound.

“Of course. If you need to relieve yourself, that’ll be the first door on the right.”

Legend nodded and slipped out, refusing to look at Chief as he passed him.

The first door he found was on the left, and he went inside and closed himself into darkness. He crouched in a corner, huddled under a shelf, breaths turning to gasping almost-sobs as he tried not to think about what was on the shelves, what was going to happen when he didn’t go back.

Would it be the doctor or Chief who would come and drag him out, take him back to that room? How angry would they be? What was going to happen to him-

A knock on the door rang through the tiny closet, almost making him scream. It was Chief’s voice that spoke, carefully calm and even.

“Lege, are you in here?”

He didn’t want to be found but Chief would open the door anyway, he was acting like a child-

“…Yeah.”

“…Can I come in?”

Why had he bothered asking?

Legend swallowed and breathed, “Yeah.”

He shielded his eyes against the sudden light, peeking past his fingers to keep an eye on Chief. His friend glanced around the closet, sighing when he saw Legend curled up in the corner.

“C’mon, we can sit somewhere more comfortable than this,” Chief said gently, offering his hand.

Like that table, Legend thought, but he took Chief’s hand and let him walk them away from the closet.

Legend imagined digging in his heels, giving into the urge to sob and tell Chief he didn’t wanna go back, please don’t make him go back.

They turned a corner and Legend realized that Chief was taking them back the way they came, away from the doctor.

“W-where are we going?” Legend asked, shying away from a patrolling guard.

“Outside,” Chief said, but he slowed and looked over at Legend. He frowned, unmistakably worried. “Why?”

“I- thought we were going back,” Legend admitted, scared like Chief would suddenly remember that he had gone the wrong way.

“Why would we do that?” Chief asked, and Legend wished for a way to hide from his concerned stare. “You wanted to meet him, that’s all. Did you have more questions?”

More questions. Legend couldn’t remember asking any questions. Why had he even agreed to this? Still, he couldn’t help but dig the hole deeper. "No, but I… I left early, isn’t there more he- he needs to do?"

Chief looked more sad than anything, now. “…No, Legend. The visit was for you to meet him. If you wanted to do something, sure we could've tried but that's not exactly the best way to do it. We should have a few days, if there was something else you can always ask tomorrow."

There was no way that escape was so easy. "Really, thats it? You'll just... let me leave?"

He couldn’t help but flinch when Chief covered his face with a soft groan. His friend’s voice was strained as he said, “I'm not here as a doctor, Lege. I'm here as your friend. Who doesn't want to see you terrified."

“It wasn’t only doctors who hurt me,”Legend mumbled.

"I'm trying to help you and what I'm helping you with right now is being so scared you think I'd hurt you," Chief said, his tone making Legend scared for a different reason.

Rationally, he knew that he couldn’t assume that Chief was in that position. If he couldn’t stop thinking like this, he was going to push Chief away and then he wouldn’t have anybody he could trust.

“So c’mon,” Chief said gently, and Legend’s attention snapped back to him. “Do you want to go see, uh… my train? Or my rooms? I have some music boxes there.”

Legend took a deep breath, staring at his feet. “Um… I’d like to see the train. Please.”

“Great! Have I explained how a steam engine works to you before?” Chief perked up immediately, tugging on Legend’s hand as he led him to the train yard.

Legend did his best to pay attention, but Chief was talking so fast and the train wasn’t like anything he’d seen before and half his mind was still afraid that this was a trick. It was obvious that Chief was genuinely passionate about his train, though, and Legend slowly let his guard down as his friend showed him everything.

A few hours later, they sat on a bench in one of the passenger cars, and Chief carefully pressed his shoulder against Legend’s. “So, are you feeling better now?” Chief asked quietly, a drastic change from his excited rambling.

“Some, yeah. Since we're not… there, anymore,” Legend admitted with a shudder.

“Good,” Chief sighed. “You don't have to go back. He understands- he's the man who taught me how to cope.”

“Okay.” Legend picked at the engraving on a ring and wished that he could just get it together and learn how to cope, too.

“So what now?” Chief asked, looking around the train. “I can’t take you out in it, sadly. I’d introduce you to everyone but it would take us too far from the others.”

Legend hummed, trying to remember what Chief had offered before. “You mentioned music boxes?”

“In my room, yeah. C’mon, it’s not that far.” Chief held out his hand with a bright smile, and Legend quietly took it.

Chief was just as happy to talk about music boxes on the way to his home, and Legend finally let himself feel safer with his friend by his side.

[chireikiden]

Feeling that the plot of The Magician Who Loved a Fake got a bit tangled with all the different story threads mixing together, Ashiyama has made a pretty interesting Fanbox post with a full timeline of the story's events - including some details that they themselves realize didn't really come across. Ashiyama's also expressed some disappointment that due to the strict length limits of a tankoubon release (going over a certain page number makes printing a lot more expensive), they were unable to extend the ending even though they wanted to.

Very extensive spoilers for Magician, obviously.

~1275: In France, the young "Forest Witch" and "Inquisitor" say their farewells.

Early 1300s: The Inquisitor writes the book that makes the reader release all their magical power (henceforth "the magician book"). Those who read the book eventually run out of magic and turn into regular humans. As a side-effect, however, they regress in years mentally, and a regular human temporarily awakens as a magician.

The Inquisitor's plan is to have the Forest Witch read the book and turn back into a regular human, but this ends up never coming to fruition.

1320s: The Inquisitor writes the "witch-killing books". These two books are a set of magic items designed to lock the reader in a loop and have them exhaust their Abandon Worms spell.

1331: The Inquisitor dies.

1486: Heinrich Kramer writes Malleus Maleficarum.

1500s: The Forest Witch obtains a copy of Malleus Maleficarum. At some point after, as the witch hunts grow more intense, she flees Europe and ends up in Gensokyo.

Decades ago: Rinnosuke meets the Forest Witch, and hears her stories.

Also decades ago: The Forest Witch reads the witch-killing books. This kills the witch.

June last year: A villager enters the Forest Witch's house, finding Malleus Maleficarum as well as "the magician book". Despite reading the book, he remains unable to use magic or fly or anything else, but gets the idea to print copies of the book to give to others instead.

August: The printing blocks for the magician book are completed. The printing blocks become magic items in themselves, with the will to self-replicate the information written on them. The magician books start to proliferate, creating magicians in the Human Village.

September: The Magician Incident begins. Marisa reads the book.

As he touches the printed books, Rinnosuke's ability only tells him that their purpose is "to be read by many people". From this, he draws the conclusion that they were created as an inquisitor's tool to lure out witches (he is wrong).

November: The printing blocks are destroyed. The copies of the book are all in Reimu's possession. A witch hunt breaks out in the Village. Marisa uses up the last of her energy and collapses. She returns home, and starts making medicine.

December: Rinnosuke closes up Kourindou. Reimu holes up in the Forest Witch's house and reads one of the magician books, starting to release her magic energy.

January: Marisa starts her training. The "final magician" starts showing up in the Village.

February: Byakuren teaches Marisa the technique to close her pressure points, giving her a way to use just a little energy.

3 March: Marisa fights the final magician in the Village.

(Translator's note: This day was a Koushin day in 2023.)

4 March: Marisa and Reimu are reunited in the Forest Witch's house. With the technique taught to her by Byakuren, Marisa closes Reimu's pressure points.

The following days: The Forest Witch is buried, the magician book rendered unreadable somehow and left as an offering in front of her grave. The other copies of the book are destroyed.

The "curse" of the Forest Witch and the Inquisitor is broken. The incident is resolved.

[herald-of-aurene]

Ashhe Kenna Baszar - AU Commander & Future Goddess of War, Fire, and Valor. She was born to two remaining Sunspears in 1305 in a nearby sunspear outpost. She was trained and raised with the hidden group of Sunspears, until she was 15. In 1320, Joko killed and awakened her parents and some other sunspears. With this, he sent a raid to find and kill the outpost. Ashhe and her 13 year old sister, Deborah were able to flee. They survived for months on their own, Ashhe taking the lead and doing everything to protect her.

Eventually, they made it to Ebonhawk where Logan, Seraph, and the charr were fighting. Despite Logan and the others telling them to go and hide, Ashhe and Deborah stood their ground and helped them fight.

Afterwards, Logan took them into his care, and they became his wards.

In the five years between then and the start of the personal story, Logan became their father figure and trained them. Deborah joined the Seraph but Ashhe refused. She wasnt happy with the way Logan and the Seraph acted sometimes, but she still loved Logan and wanted to show her thanks for taking them in.

Logan would eventually learn of this through her two friends, Lady Kasmeer and Lord Faren, and her desire to join the vigil.

This would send her on the route to the level 30 personally story, where she would meet her girlfriend, and becoming commander

[lilabella12]

1320 - Day 2

Eve and Ian are still excited about their brothers news. They hope to help out as much as they can so that they can move to their home as at the end of the year.

Their cousins are happy for them, but Ida is a little sad.... She has a very string bond with Ian and doesn't want to lose that.

Ida: "Will you come and visit often?"

Ian: "I will try as much as possible. But you can come over, too. You could try and ride Domino, you're big enough now."

Ida: "I suppose... I'm a little frightened of him. He's SO big."

Daniel meanwhile has his hands full with preparing for the next season and for his siblings to move in. Annabeth comes by often to help him out of cook a meal for him... he still has no clue how to work the stove. He would not know what to do without her.

He tells her about his talk with his uncle one day after their work for the day is done.

Daniel: "I promised him to have everything ready by the beginning of the next season. I think I can do it if the winter harvest turns out good."

Annabeth: "Well, the crops look fine for now. It's so nice that you want them to move in with you... that's not something everyone would think about."

Daniel: "They're my family. The only ones I have left. Apart from my uncle, of course. But I could not do this without your help... so thank you Annabeth."

Annabeth: "You would have found a way. But I'm happy to help out. I don't know if I will have time next season, though... My father has expressed his wish for me to meet with... well, nevermind."

It seems like she doesn't want to talk about it, so Daniel doesn't ask. He thinks about it while he goes out to collect wood that afternoon, though.... Is Annabeths father thinking about marriage for his daughter? They are the proper age for it now... He doesn't know how to feel about that. Or perhaps he doesn't want to think about what that hollow feeling in his chest is.

With the wood he collected that day he makes some more furniture for his small house. He now has a table where he can sit down with his siblings when they come to visit.

Annabeth: "It's starting to look like a real home, Daniel."

Daniel: "I hope it will be for Eve and Ian, too. It's a little small, but I think we can expand once there's anough money from the crops."

Leah meanwhile has to deal with the consequences of her actions. She's been feeling sick and unwell in the mornings and she knows what the implications are.

It's though for her, but she needs to talk to Leonard about this. They were only together that one time and she managed to stay out of his ways for the last few weeks, but....

Leah: "I need to talk to you... I've not been feeling well these past few weeks."

Leonard: "Are you sick? Do you need to see a doctor? The cold has been harsh these past few days."

Leah: "Leonard, this is hard for me, but... I think I'm... well, expecting."

Leonard swallows hard. His face goes pale."

Leonard: "Are you sure?"

Leah: "Very sure."

Leonard: "That's not good... I... I don't know what to do about that. But noone can know about this. Leah, do you understand? If my father finds out that I... sabotaged his plans for the estate...."

Leah: "I know. I just... wanted to tell you."

She tears up. A part of her wanted Leonard to be happy about this, but deep inside she knew that it would only cause problems.

Leonard: "I wish you hadn't..."

Leah: "I'm sorry...."

She stands up and runs to her room. She cries a lot that night and when her brothers find her in tears, she just tells them... everything.

Leah: "I'm sorry, boys, but it could very well be that we will have to move back to the farm if I start showing... I don't know how Mr. Dayle will react to this."

The boys are not happy, but sympathetic. They spend the night talking things through and offer their help to their sistes so she doesn't have to shoulder all of her tasks alone now that she is pregnant. Leah is happy that at least her brothers are on her side.

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[501st-rexster]

I'll Never Leave You

Cody X GN Reader

Fluff, severe injury, angst/comfort, sweet

WC: 1320

Word is the 212th finally returned! Only problem is, the other word is that Commander Cody was severely wounded. You can't bear to lose the man you owe your life.

As you run down the hall of the medical facility, you think back to only a short while ago, when you had received the news that Cody had come back from the front lines.

“The Commander is back?! That’s great!” You exclaimed with joy, but it immediately melted away at the expression on Thorn’s face.

“No one told you?” He wondered quietly.

Your eyebrow rose. “Told me what?”

Thorn bit his lip, then you caught the words of a few passing clones. 

“Thank the Force the 212th got back in time.”

“Yeah. I think the Commander’s stable now, but I’m not positive.”

“I’m just glad he’s alive.”

Your gaze snapped to Thorn. “What are they talking about?! What happened to Cody?!” You demanded, but Thorn took your shoulder and squeezed it gently.

“You should go see him yourself. He’ll… he’ll need you now more than ever. I know how much my little brother adores you, and if anyone can make him feel better, it'll be you.”

So now you’re running, ignoring everyone who waves or offers a kind hello, only thinking the worst. Cody is hurt. You have no idea how bad, but if Thorn’s reaction was any clue…

You can’t handle anything happening to him. He’s the only person who understands you, who has been there for you no matter what, who cares for you in a way no one else ever has. Since you two first met, he’s been like a bright shining spot of hope, not just from his sunburst armor. When he’d found you that day in the lower levels, scrounging for food, and he’d held out his hand and offered to buy you a meal, you felt a sense of compassion you’d never known before. When you began to get to know each other when he would come and visit, you’d never been happier. The first time he ever kissed you under the flickering light of a street lamp and told you he loved you, that was euphoria. Cody was the one to help you escape the depressive hell you were living, helped you to get a job at the Guard as a records keeper, helped you to earn respect and know friendship and love.

You owed him everything.

And now, who knows how badly he was hurt. If you'd ever be able to feel like that again.

Finally you reach the patient rooms and scan each one quickly, then a shout from down the hall brings your head up to see the frantically waving arm belonging to Wooley. Sprinting down to meet him, he immediately engulfs you in a hug when you reach him. You gladly embrace him; he’s always felt as a little brother to you, and he was the first one to find out about the relationship between you and Commander Cody. He had promised to keep your secret and you thank him for it every day.

When you draw back, you shake your head. “Wooley, what’s going on? I heard Cody is-”

“Yeah. He’s hurt. It… It’s bad, burc’ya. But he is awake, and I think he’ll be glad to see you.” Wooley informs you. “He can tell you about what happened. I’ll make sure no one disturbs you two,” he winks. You shove him playfully then enter the room with a heavy heart.

The door hisses shut behind you and the sight of Cody, pale and motionless, wrapped in bandages in the hospital bed breaks something inside of you.

“Cody…” The name is barely a broken whisper as you walk to his bedside, then a small hum escapes his lips as they turn up in a smile.

“I was wondering when you were gonna visit.” His voice is gravelly, strained, but his now open eyes shine as he looks at you. “Mesh’la. You’re just as radiant as the last time I saw you-”

“What did you do?!” You cry, looking at all the bandages covering his chest, arms, presumably his legs, and neck, then your breath leaves you as Cody shrugs and holds up his right arm to reveal from his elbow down is missing, just an upper arm wrapped in bandages. “Cod’ika…”

Cody scoffs with a grin. “Eh, that’s nothing. I mean, it’s not gonna magically grown back but hey, maybe I’ll get a cool robot arm or some-”

Your hands on his cheeks drag his gaze back to you. “What. Did. You. Do.” You make sure your voice holds the tone of seriousness that Cody knows not to lie to.

Sure enough, the Commander’s face falls flat. He takes a deep breath. “The mission didn’t exactly go as planned.”

A hard sigh escapes your lips and gritted teeth. “YEP. I can see that.”

“Look, it’s not like I was trying to be thrown off that fekking cliff-”

“YOU GOT THROWN OFF A CLIFF?!”

“Not on purpose! And it wasn’t so much thrown as fell…”

“CODY.”

“Okay, okay. Sorry. I was doing my best to distract Grievous while Kenobi tried to get the upper hand. He managed a few hits at me, his claws tore right through my armor,” his hand moves to his chest and the bloodied bandages that cover it. “And when I went to lunge, well, one of his lightsabers came down and…” Cody lifts what’s left of his right arm. “Boil found me. Told me Kenobi had seen me fall after Grievous sent me stumbling off the edge and immediately sent him after me. I didn’t even realize I’d broken my leg until I tried to stand, that’s when I felt my cracked ribs and the blood.” He sighs heavily before meeting your eyes. “I’m sorry, cyare. I should have commed you on the way back, I wanted to but Kenobi had me put under for the flight so I could remain stable.” 

Cody takes your hand and pulls you close. “Look at me.” You meet his eyes, the brown shining like Corellian Rum, and he smiles softly. “I am never going to leave you, you understand me? No matter how battered I get, no matter what baddie beats me down next, I’m always going to come right back to you. I will never let you be alone again.”

You manage to hold back the tears and rub his cheek with your thumb, leaning forward to press against his forehead in a keldabe. “You’re going to give me so much stress, cyar’ika. But I wouldn’t take you for anyone but who you are.”

Your fingers tangle in his hair as you connect in a kiss, and Cody smiles as the tenseness in your body melts away just at the touch of his hand on the small of your back. He pulls you closer, up onto the bed with him. “I’ll always be here for you, love. No matter what. Hell, if they decommission me because of this, I’m not leaving you. They can try to ship my sheb back to Kamino but I am never leaving your side.” He closes his eyes and turns on his side, holding you as if you’re the air he needs to breathe. 

A smile crosses your face. “Well, I hope you don’t mind having a roomie for the foreseeable future because I am not leaving this room until you’re healed up.”

“Not even if I ask you to get us those burritos we love from that small little food stand in Level Seven?” Cody asks in a whiny, childlike voice and you can’t help but laugh.

“Okay, I will get you whatever you want, but then I’m coming right back. For now, though,” you manage to kick off your boots and snuggle down under the covers with him. “I just want to be with you. Feel you, knowing you’re alive.”

Cody’s hand moves to rub the back of your head, slowly and tenderly. “I’m alive. I’m right here, mesh’la. Just having you here… is better than anything.”

[commanderhorncleaver]

A Basic Timeline to the Life of Gaius Horncleaver

1275 AE: Iron Legionnaire Stella Silvershot’s warband is captured by Flame Legion and taken as prisoners of war. 1277 AE: Sired by Oryen Crimsondew, a high ranking shaman, Gaius is born to Silvershot. 1279 AE: Stella escapes captivity with her cub, unaware if any of her warband remain. She eventually makes it to the Black Citadel. Stella relinquishes Gaius to the fahrar, and goes on her final patrol. 1280-1294 AE: Gaius attends the Black Citadel's Fahrar of Young Heroes, having committed himself to the idea of living up to the ideal of the perfect Iron soldier. Though he struggles to apply himself in Iron-typical fashions, with no talent for engineering or marksmanship, he does excel in strategy. His magic comes in, and he begins to have nightmares. He hides both his magic and his nightmares from his peers and primus. 1295 AE: Gaius graduates the fahrar as an Iron soldier of the Black warband, taking the name Blackhorn, second to Legionnaire Venus Blacksmoke. 1298 AE: Gaius’ warband is wiped out during a routine patrol near the Decimus Stones that interrupted a ritual by a group of Flame Legion. 1299-1300 AE: Gaius goes gladium. 1301 AE: Gaius is invited by Romeo Shanktooth to join his Blood legion warband. 1302-1305 AE: Gaius spends these years as Shanktooth’s lieutenant, acting as the brains of most missions. Gaius meets Carvecia Brightshadow of the Ash Legion. After Shanktooth is killed in a tavern brawl, Gaius transfers back to Iron Legion. Augustus and Fulvius are born to Carvecia. Raevik is also born.* 1305-1320 AE: Gaius climbs the ranks and is eventually made centurion as an administrative position. 1323 AE: Gaius meets Rytlock Brimstone 1325 AE: Gaius meets Lucasta, his half-sister. The events of Personal Story and Core take place.

*The births of Gaius' other cubs has been omitted.

[apenitentialprayer]

Top: Prophets Paired with Apostles in the Queen Mary Psalter (circa 1310-1320); from top left to bottom right: Zephaniah and Philip, Joel and Bartholomew, Micah and Matthew, Malachi and Simon, Daniel and Jude, Ezekiel and Matthias. (x) Bottom: The Prophet Hosea with the Delphic Sybil, found in the Borgia Apartments (circa 1490). (x)

The Development of a Motif in Artistic Depictions of the Apostles' Creed

While the Apostolic content of the Apostles' Creed is agreed upon by all Nicene Christian denominations, the exact origin of the statement of faith is unclear; one legend, first found in embryonic form in the late 4th century and given explicit form in the 6th, states that each "article" of the Creed (which the legend divides into twelve) was spontaneously spoken by an Apostle, either during the Last Supper, at Pentecost, during the Assumption of Mary, or at their last meeting before going out of Jerusalem to preach to the ends of the earth. The exact ordering of which Apostle is the author of which article varied depending on who was explaining the legend, but three influential lists can be found in medieval texts; the Gallic pseudo-Augustine, who first gives us the Article-per-Apostle schema, maps the Apostles onto the Creed in the order given by their recitation in the canon of the Mass; the other popular listings follow the ordering of Acts 1:13 or Matthew 10:2-4. This legend was not particularly influential in the first centuries after its first recorded enumeration, but by the late 8th century the legend was well-known enough that theologians were using it in arguments, and by the second millennium churches and manuscripts were decorated with Apostles holding streamers on which the article attributed to them was written. By 1300, a new addition was made to this artistic motif; the Apostles would be paired with Prophets of the Old Testament, who would have their own streamers on which was written a Scriptural verse from their book that was believed to foreshadow the article attributed to their Apostolic partner. (You can see an example of this in the first photo above.) At the same time, as the ordering found in Acts became more prominent, artists wanting to include Paul found a new way of adding his presence into the motif; highlighting his monumental role in authoring much of the New Testament, images of Paul adding a streamer containing a verse from one of the letters attributed to him to each of the Apostle's streamers proliferated; in images where Paul is handing a streamer to each Apostle and his prophetic partner, the unity of the faith handed down from the Prophets, Apostles, and Saint Paul was emphasized. A final addition to this motif can be found in the late 15th century, the earliest known example of which was created in 1481. Here, the pagan prophetesses known as the Sybils were added into the mix, in which sayings attributed to them and believed to be in concordance with the prophets were written on their streamers. Although today this legend of each Apostle spontaneously reciting an article of faith is not considered to be of historic value, and even as its composition by the Apostles is under fire while its contents are rigorously defended as being of Apostolic nature, the catechetical usefulness and symbolic richness is evident. In the words of Henri de Lubac (trans. Richard Arnandez, F.S.C.), this legend

was, and remains, the vehicle of a very important lesson, which is at all times a lesson of unity: the convergence of the Jewish world with the pagan world itself in the expectation and the foreshadowing of the one Savior; the identity of the divine revelation under two forms throughout the two dispensations or the two successive Covenants; the unanimity of the apostolic witness; and finally, and more radically, the permanence of the Christian faith from its beginning.

Source: The Christian Faith: An Essay on the Structure of the Apostles' Creed, by (soon to be Servant of God?) Henri de Lubac, pages 27-52)

[yisanged]

college board wants too much from us in too little with the IRR. you want us to meet and ideally surpass all these requirements within 800-1200 words? absolute max 1320? what is my teacher on about four subtopics with three details and evidence for each plus a possible solution paragraph and introduction paragraph. i could use 1200 words on just the intro and one subclaim probably. my long winded nature.

[commanderteag]

Another character of mine I adore with my whole heart<3!! This is Miren. He was actually my first character in gw2 lol So here I am too scream into the void about another sylvari I'll either do headcannons for Miren and Teaghuee oorrr I'll talk about Neyval and Nowlyn or maybe another character we shall see ANYWAY Miren rambles!!

So! Miren awoke in 1316. He awoke with the dream of protecting Tryia. With no wyld hunt to follow he trained learning to use a bow and found a fern hound pup who he creatively named Wolfy. They are always together. He ended up joining the order of Whispers in 1320. He climbed up the ladder with Tybalt and ended up in Claw Island with Teaghuee and Trahearne

The pact has started! He basically represents the order of whispers when in meetings and ended up getting close too Larainthir during this time. They ended up with a sibling relationship the kind of one like "you arent getting my phone charger but id give you my kidney if you need it" Things go according to plan and Miren helps out fighting the dragon of death Miren continues too work within the pact. Until the plant dragon. Miren was one of the sylvari that fell the voice of Mordrumoth. Shortly after the crash Miren found his way to Larainthir's camp and held out there for as long as he could. He's not truly sure how long he had been under Mordrumoths control but based on how the corruption affected him it wasnt very short. He stayed in the jungle until found with Teag. He followed the commander like a lost puppy for a while before finding his feet and functioning more like Canach does with the Guild Miren can still hear an echo of his creator but nothing more. It gets worse when he's alone and or its too quiet. I will continue too ramble later i need me some sleep

[scotianostra]

February 23rd 1310 saw the Declaration of the Clergy and People in favour of King Robert I issued from the Church of the Friary Minor in Dundee.

This was a significant step in giving legitimacy to Bruce's campaign against the English and also his claim to the Scottish crown.

Again the dates are all over the place with this, from what I can gather the declaration was on the 23rd, or 24th of February but the

politics and the meetings beforehand to draw this up may have started two years previous, I have to chose a date for it so here it is today!

The Declaration of the Clergy could be said to be a prelude to the far more famous Declaration of Arbroath, which contains the immortal lines: “…for, as long as but a hundred of us remain alive, never will we on any conditions be brought under English rule. It is in truth not for glory, nor riches, nor honours that we are fighting, but for freedom – for that alone, which no honest man gives up but with life itself.” Like the Arbroath statement of 1320, the one made by the Clergy, ten years previously, contained rhetoric in support of Robert the Bruce, King Robert I as then was, King of Scots.

Read the wording on the declaration here https://www.rps.ac.uk/search.php?a=fcf&fn=roberti_trans...

[buildmybaby]

Sept 26, 2023- Fanmeeting Time

HONGKONG FANMEETING ANNOUNCEMENT

Translation of Buildfamily_Fc

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[khorren]

I've talked about these three individually, but now that they all exist I want to put their story all in one place. This is technically lore-breaky but I'm having fun so who cares.

Meet Serenity, Ridley, and Cosima. They're all the same person.

Back in 1301, a year before the Sylvari appeared on Tyria, a baby girl was born to two members of the Shining Blade. The child was very much loved, and brought up comfortably in the walls of Divinity's Reach. Being a member of the Shining Blade was always a challenging job, protecting the monarch of Kryta always had the potential for danger, and danger often visited the parents.

In 1307 her parents escaped into the Mists, hoping to get away from some assassins that were difficult to pin down and take out. Turns out mist travel didn't sit well with the young child and she became confused and distressed at what was going on. The landing into the Mists wasn't exactly smooth and they landed right in the middle of the Mist War in the battle for a camp. A mysterious figure charged in to protect the family and after the dust settled they escorted them back to the safety of the Citadel. The fighter was intently listening to the family's conversation, constantly checking on the child who was becoming more and more distressed at the situation, then the fighter realised who the adults were. They were her parents. The fighter introduced herself as Ridley, the only name she'd ever known, and all she'd ever known was the Mists. She wasn't sure when she came here, which memories were her own and which were just Mist Echoes. Ridley was a potential future of what the child would become.

After a few days they left the Mists, Ridley couldn't come with them, and the parents placed the child in the care of the father's brother and sister-in-law who lived in Lion's Arch. The child was given the name Meredith to protect her identity and she grew up there, her parents vowing to return some day once it was safe. Meredith grew up happy in Lion's Arch, and after a few years she had no memory of the mist event or her life before then. Since it was for the best, the aunt and uncle just went along with it. Meredith got an in with the Order of Whispers, and when she joined them she changed her name to Serenity Sun.

In 1320, Serenity being 19 at this point, the newly formed Vigil went into the Mists looking for fighters to join The Vigil as part of an effort to defeat the Elder Dragons that were causing destruction and death across Tyria. By this point Ridley had the technology to travel outside the Mists. Similar to how Warclaws can exist out of the Mists. As long as Ridley was imbued by this magic she could exist outside the Mists too. Ridley, realising she was in the version of Tyria that had Serenity in it, she began quietly asking around about her. News of this made its way to Ruby, self-imposed protector of the Fae family and the two got in touch. Ruby said it was critical that Serenity didn't know about her past and Ridley blindly went along with it, not realising the controling and cruel long-game that Ruby was playing. It wasn't until the events after season 4 that Ridley came clear to Serenity, after Serenity was already dealing with the aftermath of a lot of bullshit.

During Serenity's expedition to Elona when she died at the hands of Balthazar she had a difficult time reclaiming her purpose in the Domain of the Lost but made it out in a timely fashion. At the same time as Serenity being there it turns out she was fighting with an alternate version of herself down there. In an alternate version of Tyria lived Cosima. Cosima being the birth name of Serenity. Cosima grew up just like her AU-twin, parents were Shining Blade members, both Cosima and Serenity descended from the Hero of the Flameseeker Prophecies. However where as Serenity's parents took her into the Mists, Cosima's parents were able to take out the direct threats to their family so they never escaped in the Mists. Cosima grew up with the Shining Blade as a second family and joined a covert unit of the Seraph and she became Commander of her version of Tyria, but without joining an Order.

During the events in the Domain of the Lost, Cosima struggled finding her purpose. Every time she got close to following a clue it felt like something was shoving her clear across the area. She was down there for a significant amount of time, in fact she didn't return until there was cracks in the Mist caused by Kralkatorrik and found a way out. By this time she had picked up enough of the pieces of her life and purpose to get out just there was no exit til then as The Judge had since died.

Cosima left and found herself back on the pillars where she died to Balthazar and traveled back to mainland Tyria to be with her Shining Blade allies, only to realise that everything was wrong. Kensi Fae, Mist traveler expert sensed the disturbance and was able to track down Cosima who was holed up in a small bedroom in an inn in Divinity's Reach and they began to piece together what had happened and why Cosima ended up in a different Tyria than her own.

At the end of season 4, Serenity - unaware of the existance of Cosima, stood down from being Commander and went with her best friend Sienna to get away from it all. Serenity's second in command and bodyguard, Aoife, took over Commander duties during this time. During the events of Icebrood Saga while Serenity is off decompressing from learning about her past and the years of manipulation from Ruby, Serenity is introduced to Cosima, and Ridley realises how manipulative Ruby has been so she comes clean about her origins. Serenity does not cope with this very well at all, on top of everything else. Serenity never really felt a connection with Aurene, but Ridley did so she took the role of Champion, and suddenly it all made sense. Because of Serenity's mist accident when she was little, the bond between Commander and Scion wasn't there, instead the bond was strong with Ridley.

Things started to make sense and after a little while Serenity got to grips with things and while she had no plans to come back full time as Commander, she agreed to help Gorrik and Taimi with their current bit of Dragon Research. She got swept up in the events of happy fun Cantha travel. Cosima eventually joined up with her and there it was agreed that Cosima would take the role of Commander in this version of Tyria too. The pair had similar experiences and memories of their two different Tyrias, just some trivial details here and there. After dealing with Soo-Won, Serenity officially retired from being Commander and returned to travelling Tyria, sometimes with Sienna, sometimes alone.

Cosima is now full time Commander and is getting to know the rest of the Celestial Order.