#Gil goes to any and all of these stupid parties now

[softquietsteadylove]

Thena and Gilgamesh at beach party, you choose the AU

"Princess?"

Gil chuckled into his beer bottle. He looked over his shoulder, although Thena stepped over the log he was sitting on of her own volition anyway. "You takin' my lines, now?"

Thena settled herself on the log in front of his small little beach fire. She looked behind them, at the main - huge and roaring - bonfire most of the party was seated around. "Not a marshmallow person?"

He snorted, setting down his beer to give her ladyship his undivided attention. "Do I look like a marshmallow guy?"

"Hm," she smirked at him and his little challenge, resting her chin in her palm, "you are surprisingly soft on the inside."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, sweetheart," Gil balked at the suggestion that he was soft. He gave her his meanest look, "I give you my sweater one time, which I want back, by the way!"

Thena raised her brows at him and then looked down at that exact hoodie she was currently wearing over her sweater dress.

"Doesn't make me soft," he scoffed freely. He gave her a curious look, the fire in front of them offering a soft glow while the larger fire behind them illuminated the back of him. "So, what are you doing here anyway?"

Thena tugged her skirt over her knees, "well, Sersi wanted to come and see Dane."

"Oh," Gil gave her that stupid smug smile, "that so?"

"It is," she huffed, holding her chin high. "I let her loose into the gaggle of people over there, just so long as she doesn't reek of alcohol when I take her home."

Gil nodded, sitting up a little straighter. "And you decided to keep me company?--I'm honoured."

"Okay," Thena scoffed, pulling the hoodie around her tighter. "Get over yourself, please, for the sake of your own dignity. I don't want to be over there any more than you do."

"No, really?" Gil gasped loudly, leaning into her personal space. "Her Highness doesn't like a bunch of drunk idiots trying to convince her go skinny dipping?"

"Don't forget that they stink of cheap beer," she pointed out, even indulging in a laugh that drifted up into the air like the tiny fire's smoke. She looked at him, "what about you?"

"What about me?" Gil repeated, still not having picked up his beer since she sat down.

Thena peeked behind them again, "even if they're not your favourite people in the world, there is at least free food and beer over there."

Gil leaned back only slightly, looking up at the stars. "I mean, I mostly came because I like the beach at night anyway. I looked at what they had over there but there's nothing really good. Me and my six pack are just fine over here."

Thena tilted her head at him, her hair slipping over her shoulder. "You're much more popular than you think, given your willingness to deny the public your mysterious charms."

Gil grinned at her, "you think I'm charming?"

She froze, blinking at him, just for a second. Then she looked back at the fire, clearing her throat, "it is a figure of speech, actually. I can explain it to you, if you like."

Gil didn't mind her prickly response. If anything, he seemed excited by it. "Will you wear a sexy teacher outfit?"

"Are alcohol and sex truly the only interests you have room for in that head of yours?"

"As a matter of fact, no," he countered proudly, leaning into her space again. He even slid over closer again, this time meeting her hip with his. "I have a more recent interest I'm pursuing."

Thena shivered, although it was a funny contrast of feelings. She wasn't any colder--maybe half of her felt chilly, in comparison with the half Gil was leaning against now.

"What about you, Thena?" he asked in that softer voice he could have sometimes. "Any...interests?"

She wasn't entirely sure what he was asking, but it didn't seem like something she wanted to answer entirely honestly. She cleared her throat again. "If I do have interests, what exactly makes them your business?"

"I guess nothing," he shrugged, and the movement that left a gap between their shoulders let in the cold again. "Just asking."

Thena looked at the fire again, rendered quiet by the whirlwind of conversation, in addition to its rather abrupt end.

"Just that if you were interested in any-" Gil shimmied his shoulders, jostling her faintly, "thing...then you should follow through."

She fidgeted, left with the distinct impression that she both didn't know what he meant and knew exactly what he meant. She shifted on the log, his hoodie tucked under her posterior. "You think so?"

Gil looked at her, and despite his lazy kind of facial expression, his eyes were warm and intense, like they always were. He tucked some hair out of her view and behind her ear. "Yeah, I do. You're too kick-ass not to pursue anything you want, Thena."

She blushed. Her eyes drifted back down to the fire, unable to bear the weight of his undivided attention. She toyed with the strings of the hood. "Can I...hold onto this?--just for tonight!"

Gil chuckled, finally picking up his beer again, although it was further away than even he had thought it would be. He groaned as he stretched for it, "tell you what, Princess. You keep it for as long as you need. And when you have anything you wanna tell me - or ask me - then you can bring it back."

"Well," she squirmed, but Gil stood and dusted his butt off (from which she averted her eyes).

"Not that I'm not enjoying this," Gil chuckled, "but I think Sersi might need to be rescued."

"Oh?" Thena stood as well, looking over at where Sersi was being her ever popular self. "I thought she would have found Dane by now."

"Dane's not here, Thena."

"What?" she turned, but Gil had that look on his face that told her that he had known that this whole time.

"He's on house arrest since he was late getting home from that party last weekend," he smirked, tossing his now empty beer to the sand at their feet. Of course he would say 'house arrest' instead of calling it being grounded. "And he told me that he told Sersi that already."

"Wh-" Thena bit her tongue. It had been she who had suggested to Sersi that perhaps Dane would be at this little gathering. And now both Sersi and Gil had let her walk right into an ensnarement. "You-!"

"I'm flattered you wanted to come see me though," he grinned right in her face, showing off his teeth as the v-neck of his t-shirt billowed in the wind.

"That is not-!" Thena smacked him on the chest (which was unpleasantly hard). "I came to return your sweater! Although, since you said I could keep it, then I suppose I'll be off!"

Thena wasted no time in stepping over the log and back towards the crowd. If she looked back, Gilgamesh would just be wearing that stupid smug smirk of his. He thought he looked so good doing that. "Sersi!"

"Thena!" her younger sister jumped, startled by her war cry. She stood, unminding of the boys on either side of her.

"Come on," Thena grumbled, grabbing her by the hand and not even pausing in her step for Sersi to arrange her willow legs under her. She wanted to get out of here as fast as possible. "We're going home."

"But," Sersi sputtered, barely able to toss away the beer she wasn't allowed to have. "You still have-"

"I know I still have it, let's go!"

[dotspoetrycorner]

ROTPL Cynthia X OC Part 12

I found her sitting up against the back door, head down with her knees pulled up to her chest. I didn’t really know what to do, I don’t think anything could have made that better, so I just sat next to her and put my head on her shoulder.  “Gil’s right. Why can’t I just act like a normal girl?” That is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. I sat up and looked at her, “Gil is not right. Gil has never been right about anything in his entire life.” She won’t look at me, instead, she just stares at the carpet in front of her so I continue, “Do you remember when we were 8 and some guy tripped me, making me fall in the mud and ruining my favorite dress?” Cynthia finally looked at me and laughed, “Yeah and I kicked his ass.” “You tried, I wouldn’t say you succeeded.” “He was two years older than us I had no chance! Why’d you bring that up?” “ Because I thought I’d make you laugh. And you at least tried to avenge me. And you’d do it over and over for the next 5 years. So screw Gil and what he said, you’re Cynthia, and you’re pretty perfect just the way you are.” 

“Hey,” I heard a voice and looked up to see Jane, Nancy, and Olivia. Cynthia and I jumped up and Cynthia asked if Jane went through with exposing Buddy. “I couldn’t.” Jane replied “Why not? He just has to go down.” Cynthia asked. Jane replied “Well, that's just it. It wouldn't be him who goes down. It'd be Susan. He cheats on a test, he's cool. He smokes reefer, he's cool. He goes all the way with Susan, he's cool.” “And she's a slսt.” I realized. “Just like people said about us,” Olivia said, making eye contact with me and Jane. “I don't understand girls!” Cynthia suddenly burst out making us all look at her. “What? If Buddy did to me what he did to you, he'd be home crying to his mommy right now with a fat lip.” “Cynthia-“ I started before getting cut off by Olivia saying, “I should probably get home before my mom finds out I snuck out.” “But it’s barely 11.” Nancy protests. I go to stand by Nancy to tell her we could go hang out somewhere but Cynthia grabs my hand and pulls me in the opposite direction, “Yeah, let's make like a tree and leave. I don't want to see Gil's rat face either.” 

Everyone stopped in their tracks when Nancy let out a dramatic groan, “You know, I was excited about coming to this party tonight because I thought we would all have fun, but instead, all any of you have done all night is obsess over stupid boys.” “Don't look at me,” Cynthia said. I let go of her hand and went to stand by Nancy saying, “You are not better than any of us Cyn, You spent the whole night obsessed with impressing the T-Birds... boys.” “Yeah, because none of you laugh at any of my jokes, and I'm hilarious. But I guess I'm too girl to be one of the boys and too boy to be one of the girls. I give up. I'm out of here.” She started to storm off when I grabbed her hand making her turn back around, “Hey, you do not need the T-birds, and you do not need the approval of anyone else. And I promise I will start laughing at all your jokes, even the unfunny ones if it means you’ll stay here with me.” She looked at me for a second before sighing and turning back to the group. 

“Are you kidding? I've kissed every boy at this party.” Nancy said catching all our attention, followed by a chorus of “Huh? What?” From Jane, Olivia, and Cynthia. “Back in junior high, we had these parties all the time. Edith Ellen and I went to dozens. That’s where I met Ella and all those Soc guys were there. Kissing is fine. It's a lark. But the best part was creating a brutal rating system with your friends afterward.” “Ah, yes, I remember it fondly,” I said going over to sit with Nancy.  “So... you kissed Buddy?” Jane asked  “Like 15 times. Solid B minus. Just being honest. Now everyone takes boys so seriously. Just imagine how fun this party would be if we could go backwards, and do it all without boys.” We sat in silence, thinking about what Nancy had said. I thought about sitting on Cynthia’s porch talking about anything and everything, about petting Dot’s bunnies and rating all the candy her dad came out with last month, about designing dresses with Nancy and discussing books with Olivia-

“Yeah. Sounds nice” Olivia said, bringing me back down to earth. Cynthia, standing by the glass door to the living room and getting our attention, said  “Hey. Come look at this.” We all stood by her and watched Neil and two of his friends pouring some sort of alcohol into Dot’s punch bowl. “This is really low, even for those bottom feeders.” Said Nancy. “Boys will be boys,” Olivia added sarcastically. “Maybe we can't prove that Buddy's not a good guy, but we can do something about these jerks right now,” Jane said, and soon enough our plan was created:

I would convince Neil to bring him and his friends down to Dot’s dad’s study where Jane and Olivia would be waiting. I found the key to the liquor cabinet and Nancy found the castor oil in the medicine cabinet upstairs. From there Jane and Olivia would get the boys to drink and we would make our escape, locking them in the study. 

There was a loud pounding coming from Dot’s dad’s study; “Open the door!” “Let us out!” “What's the big idea?!” the boys yelled. “The idea is you spiked the punch with alcohol. So we spiked your alcohol with castor oil” Jane replied. “But don't worry, its a safe but effective dose” Nacy continued. “Let us out of here! It’s not funny!” They kept yelling. “You’re right. It’s not funny to put something in someone's drink that makes them lose control of their bodies.” Oliva said. Cynthia grabbed my hand and we all ran out of Dot’s house, but not before hearing Neil yell, “Let us out, you Pinko Tramps!” Which just made us laugh more. We had been running in a close group, arms around each other laughing, when we parted I was very aware of Cynthia keeping her arm around me.

Olivia was the first of us to speak once we were out on the street, “Excellent work, Pinko Tramps”. “The Pinko Tramps?” Nancy started, “Now that. Is a jacket” Jane replied “I mean why not? People already think we're such bad girls.”  “We’re not girls, we’re ladies” Cynthia joked. We all laughed and continued on our trek home, all except Jane who stopped in her tracks and simply said “The Pink Ladies”. That stopped us all in our tracks. Jane, Nancy, Olivia, and I made eye contact and smiled before looking to Cynthia. When I turned to her we were a lot closer than I thought we’d be. We locked eyes for what couldn't have been longer than a second but it felt like an eternity before she looked away from me and toward the other girls, “I’ll think about it. On a trial basis.” We all laughed and continued on our way.

“So Jane, do you think a Pink Lady could become president?” Oliva asked. “I've spent so much time just trying to prove that I'm the good guy and Buddy is the bad guy, but I'm realizing that maybe sometimes, you got to be bad to do good.” “You know,” I started, “that's not a bad campaign slogan. For the leader of a girl gang.” Then it was Nancy’s turn for a great idea, “Anyone for stopping by the school?”

Once in the school, we got into the art room and got every pink marker we could find and got to work writing “vote pink” on every Buddy poster throughout the school. After doing my section of the hallway, I got into Ms. Mcgee’s office, grabbed a notepad and wrote “Sometimes you have to be bad to do good- Ella Bartlett”. Then we headed out. “Hey, what was that about?” Cynthia asked after walking the others home. “It’s Mcgee, she keeps blaming you all for things but then when I help or participate she says I didn’t do anything or that she couldn’t prove it. It’d be pretty hard to disprove my name written in my handwriting.” “You are the perfect model student; great grades, no detentions, you’re parents have money. They give more chances to people like you who fit the mold.” “I guess I fit it enough that I’ve been able to shove myself in the rest of the way. I had to. But being with you and Jane and Nancy and Olivia, I don’t want to shove myself into a mold anymore. I guess I felt like the first step to that was to get Mcgee to believe I could do something… unorthodox?” “Bad, you wanted to do something bad, stop using big words when you don’t have to.” Cynthia said making me let out a small laugh, she continued, “but I’m glad you’re here. With me.” We both stopped and looked at each other, making direct eye contact longer than I would normally feel comfortable with any other person. We have got to stop doing that, it gives me the strangest feeling. 

I was the first to look away and I realized we had stopped right in front of my house. “Goodnight Cynthia.” I said as I started to walk up my driveway, “Goodnight Ella”.  As soon as I entered my house I was met with my mom, “How was Dot’s?” How was Dot’s? Horrible. Amazing. “Fine. Friends. Games. Candy. Night!” I said running up to my room. 

I sat there, in my bed trying to sleep but really just rethinking the past couple of days’ events: The drive-in, reuniting with Cynthia, Stealing Gil’s car, Cynthia grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the school, unintentionally getting the girls out of detention, Cynthia’s arm around my waist helping my walk, spin the bottle, holding Cynthia’s hand while comforting her, running out of Dot’s house laughing with all the girls, Cynthia’s arm around me,the pink ladies, Cynthia being so close to me. The Pink Ladies. Cynthia.

The next morning we were all called into McGee’s office. “I've decided that I have too much to do without having to keep an eye on you girls every day after school, so no more detention. You are all still being punished.” She first looked at Cynthia, “Since you showed such a flair for the theatrics yesterday, you're going to join the thespians so you can learn how to act like a lady.” “No way. Those kids have their heads so far up their own asses, I'm surprised they can walk straight.” Cynthia replied, horrified. Ms. McGee just moved on, “Olivia, you seem to enjoy filing, so I'm making you my office assistant. You can start with those. Jane, I got reports of you roaming the halls yesterday, so I figured I'd better give you this to do it in.” “A hall monitor? But everybody in school hates them.” “Good luck courting votes while you're writing tardy slips. And you.” She said addressing Nancy, “Well, I ran out of jobs, so you will help me out with whatever I need whenever I need it.” “Can we start with a wardrobe makeover?” Nancy said, making us all laugh, well, except Ms. Mcgee, “and Ms. Bartlett, since you’ve shown such an interest in trying new things, you’ll be spending your free period helping in the auto shop. And with that, you’re dismissed.” We all walked out into the hallway defeated. 

“This is the worst day of my life,” I said. “Maybe I can change that,” Nancy said lifting her bag, implying the importance of the contents. “Yeah, what you got in that thing? A dead body?” Cynthia asked. “No. Even better. Come on.” She pulled us into an empty classroom and unveiled the Pink Ladies jackets. They were perfect and when we put them on I felt more like I belonged than I have in my entire life. We walked out into the main hallway and it’s like everything stopped, and for a moment it was just us. Like nothing could touch us. Invincible. 

[enchaentd]

        always.   always.   always.   harry didn’t need to promise,   he just meant it.   before she retreated from the safety of his arms,   breathing in the scent of him,   one small hand slipped down,   into his pocket,   searching for a corner of fabric.   she just had to do something,   and her little party dress had no give,   too tight and too short and too fitted.   she just needed a little something to help kurt,   and she knew harry would have it.   she takes the little handkerchief with her when she goes to kurt’s side,   balled up in her hands,   the dark colors sticking out in between her knuckles.   

        the twitch of kurt’s hand breaks her,   he was still trying to keep her safe.   even after the danger she’d pushed him into.   she was bad.   bad,   bad,   bad.   she didn’t deserve either of them.   she’d made kurt protect her and then he’d gotten hurt and now she was doing the same thing to harry,   and to gil,   and to gonzo.   instead of squeezing her eyes shut,   she kept them only on kurt,   watching for every shudder of movement.   she cooed soft,   tender things to him,   whispers of how much she loved him,   doesn’t he understand?   and she’s so,   so very sorry,   she didn’t mean to,   and that he’s so brave,   and that harry was here,   so they’d all be okay,   now.   even if the sounds she was hearing made her feel so sick,   she only curled into him more,   leaning over him without dropping any weight.   at the sound of harsh impact,   allie blinks her tears away and wipes away at kurt’s cheek with harry’s handkerchief.   at a sickening crunch,   she dabs at his eyes.   at every sound of falling,   she wishes and wishes and wishes that it was her instead,   bleeding out from her stupid heart.   she traces the bones of his face,   and holds the bandana to his split lip.   holds his face between her hands,   stays like that for a while,   talking to him over the sound of fighting.

        guilt poured from every empty space in her ribs.   she knew they were safe,   she knew it.   deep in her bones,   she did.   but that’s not why she trembled.   she couldn’t get it to work,   her own feelings.   couldn’t get them to comply to they hurt him,   now they get hurt.   deserve doesn’t fit.

        at least she could feel it when it was over,   and harry returned to the other side of kurt.   she curled back,   the bandana with her,   squeezed in her palms.   she just needed something to hold onto.   now,   this was the perfect thing.   pieces of both of them,   harry’s banana and kurt’s blood.   she tried.   she really,   really,   tried.   she just wanted to help and didn’t know how.   she watched harry with her wide,   shaken eyes.   “ is it over now? ”   she asks,   even though she knows the answer,   seeking reassurance in any way she can.   i’m sorry.   

for someone so accustomed to pain, kurt doesn’t handle it well. curled up as small as he can manage, the laughter and encouragement all drowning out the quiet mumbling of a traumatized boy, the desperate whimpers of a child begging his mother to stop. and oh, how familiar it feels for that begging to be met with a hit to the stomach, knocking the wind from his lungs, pain spreading through his body faster than he can keep up with. it all blends into one constant, unending pain; and yet he can still feel every individual hit, every bruise.

somewhere along the line he closes his eyes, squeezes them shut and begs for it all to stop. for a second, it does. for one blissful, fleeting second the noise goes silent and his pain stops and the world is put on pause. when eyes open again it’s clear that more than a second had passed, though the silence lingers. it’s not the same, though. it’s not the calm that had been hanging over his head when he’d briefly passed out, instead it’s the tense silence of fear, the waiting between an arm pulling back and a fist making contact. he knows that silence. he spends his days seeping in it. he doesn’t understand why it’s here now, not until he hears harry’s voice slice through it. harry. his presence brings confusion just as much as it does relief, his mind not processing that he’d passed out, unable to understand how he’s suddenly here. but it doesn’t matter how, it only matters that he’s there. that changes everything. that means he’s safe.

he feels someone approaching, and only then does he realise he’d been granted just the smallest amount of space. footsteps get close and he twitches, close to a flinch but not urgent enough, not committed enough. vision is a blur, everything’s a blur. the passing of time, the crowd around him, the noise. none of it makes sense, he can’t focus on any of it. all he can focus on is the sudden presence of allie above him. he’d felt someone coming, and yet when she arrives it’s a shock. body trembles, taste of blood thick in his mouth. hand reaches for her, all his effort put into a tiny movement that doesn’t reach where he wants it to. he’s trying oh so desperately to reach up and tuck some hair behind her ear and tell her everything will be okay, but all that comes out is a soft groan, his hand sliding across the floor a couple of inches in her direction. he’d taken more hits than he realised, and was just a little less competent than he’d like.

[vinatintasupernovita]

Hadie relationship charts let’s GO:

The Isle:

- Mal: Would cheer Persephone on whenever the two of them would fight. Never really understood why Mal was so mean to them until it came out that they were actually siblings. He still didn’t think she was right even if the hurt made sense now.

- Evie: Got an invite to the birthday party that caused the big banishment but never ended up going. Thinks she’s really nice.

- Jay: Jay put him in a headlock once while Persephone was looking for something to steal buy from Jafar’s shop. Hadie hates it but at least it wasn’t like actually painful.

- Carlos: Knew him from the science ‘club’ at Dragon Hall which was really just Carlos and Jace and Harry Badun sitting in a room while Carlos would tinker w random materials and Hadie would sometimes ask what he was making.

- Uma: He would stop by the chip shop sometimes on a run for his dad and say hi to Uma- Uma never understood why he was so friendly. Hadie chalked it up to the fact they were family. Uma would flick his forehead but never say they weren’t.

- Harry: Thinks he‘s trying too hard to be cool- and would purposefully ask him math problems when he got too cocky. “You look lost little god.” “Yeah and you look like you don’t know what 17+88 is.”

- Gil: They wave if they pass one another

- Claudine Frollo: His best friend. Claudine is very quiet and shy but she likes Hadie a lot and wants to be friends forever- even if her dad doesn’t like Hadie. She was Hadie’s first crush.

- CJ Hook: CJ always tries to pull him into her schemes whenever Persephone isn’t around bc Persephone will instantly be like “hah no.” But other than that he doesn’t mind her.

- Celia and Freddie: Celia always scams him with her fortunes but they’re friends. Hadie sometimes hangs around her dads store w her and Freddie and rifles through all the shit they got there.

- Zevon: Zevon claims that Hadie is his greatest rival and Hadie has no idea why but goes along with it bc he’s pretty sure Zevon doesn’t have any other friends.

- Hades: His dad and him used to have a lot of time where it was just the two of them and so bc of that they’re close and Hades is very proud of him.

- Pain and Panic: they used to have to chase him all over the isle to make sure he didn’t get into trouble. Hadie as a baby used to tug on their tails.

Auradon:

- Ben: Ben seems super nice and Hadie is always a little taken back by how nice he really is bc again he grew up on the isle niceness is relative to him but he knew a lot about him bc Persephone talked about him when she was home.

- Jane: Theyre in a book club together, and Hadie brings the snacks

- Audrey: You gotta give it to the mean girls, they’re cool as shit. She didn’t really like him at first bc he was a VK but Hadie didn’t really care but post-D3 Audrey Hadie was cool with

- Chad: Thinks he’s kinda hot but is not willing to stop Persephone from bopping him upside the head whenever he does something rude or stupid

- Persephone: He idolizes his sister a lot bc she was always there for him and he missed her a lot whenever she had to go back to Auradon in the spring but he was also a little jealous

- Reina: Finding out he had another sister was a shock and it made things a little weird but he did his best to try and make her feel accepted.

- Olympus: They’re just like “Oh.. Another one of Hades’ kids.. Greaaaat :)” and Hadie can feel the judgement but he doesn’t interact w them much.

- Demeter: She does not see him as family nor treat him like Persephone’s brother. Persephone would try to tell Demeter abt him when he was stuck on the isle and Demeter didn’t pay a whole lot of mind. They had an altercation at one parents day.

[mythriteshah]

Sleepover with the Angels

Thiji’s Angels: the ever-dependable and trustworthy entourage of the Mythrite Sultan’s retinue. These maidservants work tirelessly to maintain the integrity of the Regalia whenever their master is away or otherwise indisposed.  And on occasion, they conduct numerous operations and campaigns across the globe to deal with whatever threats may surface.  Delicate yet deadly, the Angels are the shining example of power and beauty – both of which they have in spades.

But whatever goes on through an Angel’s day, when they are not upholding the good name of the Higuri Regalia?  What activities await them when they are off-duty?  The answer one would find one day when Miss Kaori, one of the newest Angels to join the team, came upon a missive enveloped in an aroma unfamiliar to her.  She gave it to the Head Secretary of the Othard Branch – Yuanji Yuji – who immediately discerned the scent:

“Frankincense.  This is from Miss Susuna,” she deducted. Immediately after opening the letter to read its contents aloud, Yuanji and the others quickly gathered whatever they could within the next bell and made their way to the Shirogane docks, where the Mythril Wavetraders were anchored.  Their sisters from the Aldenard Branch had arrived as well, and their own personal effects and belongings were packed with the rest of the cargo.  Apparently they were already making their way to Hingashi to pick them up long before the message found its way to their mailbox!  Head Secretary Sesena hurriedly brought the others on board and ordered the merchant fleet to set sail for Thavnair.

About a half-bell before sunset, and everyone had arrived at Radz-at-Han, where they unloaded and transported the cargo over towards the Main Branch Headquarters.  There, a familiar face was awaiting them at the courtyard.

“Shiro!!” the Angels gasped.  This was Shiro Reina, their double agent downrange working for the Lion Order. She gave them a wink and took a large sip from the bowl of sake she delicately balanced on her hand.

“ようこそみなさん;点灯しています,” she uttered in her native tongue.

“Uh, care to translate, Miss Kaori?” asked Shishira.

“Shiro-San said, ‘Welcome, everyone.  It’s lit.’”

The Angels cheered and followed Shiro inside, where she would then lead them towards the newly-opened Servants’ Lounge whilst the Wavetraders hauled their cargo inside.  What was strange, however, was the attire the Angels were wearing: they all seemed to be dressed as if they were preparing to rest for the evening.  Nightgowns and nightcaps; slippers and pillows; even plush dolls in the likeness of the Mythrite Sultan.  But what could possibly constitute such a large gathering of the Angels under one roof, let alone all this cargo the Wavetraders were bringing? The answer would be made clear as the doors to the Servants’ Lounge swung wide open, revealing Treasurer Susuna with a *LARGE* glass of her favorite Bacchus Wine in hand:

“Welcome, girls, to our first-ever Regalia Slumber Party!” Susuna declared.  Everyone gave a loud cheer and entered the lounge, where they immediately broke out the food and drink.  “We’ve got a lot planned for this monumental occasion, but first, we gotta pay respects to an old friend.”

All the Angels took a glass of wine (or sake, for the Far Easterners) and gathered around a large portrait of a young Dunesfolk woman on the far side of the lounge.  She had eyes as white as snow, but blank.  Her hair was long and fuchsia with blue highlights, and in the portrait she wore a gown befitting that of a Sultana, her smiling visage bringing the entire picture to life.

Susuna took her place upon the balcony – her preferred perch and seat of power in the Servants’ Lounge – and turned to face the portrait. With a snap of her fingers, the gil which poured from the walls ceased, and all fell silent within seconds.  She then rose her glass to the portrait, and everyone else would follow suit.  Those who delivered the cargo also joined in the occasion.

“Angels and servants alike, we are here tonight to honor one of our fallen sisters: Lady Mamai Mai, whom was posthumously given the royal name of Sor for being the first – and only – Angel to have fallen in love with our master.  She was a young and promising Angel, who had a peerless gift for metallurgy, so puissant that not even the Calamity – which divested her of sight – could deter her mastery.  Only Althyk and Nymeia Themselves would know what events would have transpired have things went different in the Amphitheatre - whose name I can’t recall right now because I’m about four glasses in…”

“Akh Afah, Suna!” Lelena interjected.

“Thank you!  But without you, Lord Thiji wouldn’t have been the badass he is today, so here’s to you, Lady Mamai!  A sister; an Angel; a friend.  We know you’re watching us from on high, with wings you’ve so rightfully earned.  And even though we miss you and your cotton-candied sweetness that you always brought to us, we know your spirit will be with us to join in this celebration.  You won’t be forgotten, and every Angel who has come after you shall know your name, that your legacy may live on through our hearts and souls! Your vision was greater than any in all the land.  And once you’re done rejoicing with us, may you find peace in the aetherial plane. To Lady Mamai!”

“To Lady Mamai!” everyone echoed before finishing their drink. Susuna especially took hers to the head, falling over the railing just as she finished it.  Fortunately, she landed conveniently in the arms of Isja, who gave a playful wink to the Treasurer before setting her back down. With their remembrance concluded, it was finally the hour to commence the festivities.  The slumber party kicked off with a tournament of the popular card game which swept the realm: Triple Triad.  While it was tempting for Shiro, Yuanji, Kaori, and Koyuki, they preferred Doman Mahjong instead, so they played amongst themselves and watched their fellow Angels duke it out on the 3-by-3 battlefield…

Susuna: All right, girls!  Remember: the regional rules are Ascension and Three Open!  Match rules are Plus and Same!

Lilina: What?! Since when?!  I checked the rules for Thavnair the night before and they were Sudden Death and Chaos!  How did they change so quickly?!

Sosona: I remember hearing that one of the noble houses’ aristocrats spoke to some queer Hyur chick standing in the middle of Radz-at-Han the other day.

Luluma: Oh, I’ve heard of her!  Brunette; white dress; red bolero; blue jewel over her forehead?

Sosona: Yeah, the very same.  Fancied herself the “Queen of Cards”.  She seems to plant herself in areas with high foot traffic, but is never seen walking for some reason.  Anyway, the aristocrat paid her to change Thavnair’s rules because she has that much influence over the game.

Lilina: Well, how much did they pay her?!

Sosona: Thirty thousand gil.

Lilina: That’s it?! Suna could practically sneeze out five times that much given how opulent we are!

Susuna: I’ll take that as a compliment!  Now, let’s get to playing!

The tournament finally went underway, and the Angels commenced battle. They gave it their all in the battle of wits and expensive cardboard, but not everyone can be a winner.  One by one did they fall before their sisters through superior strategy and no small amount of luck, but only two would be left standing.  The time of the finals came, and it was down to Himmeya and Isja, who surprised everyone with her burgeoning skill.  The Far Eastern Angels halted their Mahjong to watch the finals match…

Lilina: After this night is over, I’m hunting down that “Queen of Cards” and changing the rules!  Stupid Ascension really cost me this tournament!

Luluma: Lina, you didn’t even make it through the preliminaries.

The other Angels couldn’t help but laugh at the remark.

Sesena: But I didn’t expect Himmeya to come in here with that deck of hers!  Where’d you learn to play like that?

Sarielle: And more importantly, why are all her cards Garlean?

Himmeya: I had a lot of time to play during my time serving the Resistance.  As for the cards, I beat up a few conscripts for them.

Shishira: Uh, does she mean that figuratively, or literally?

Himmeya: Yes.

Everyone paused to stare at Himmeya, who had a big question mark on her face.

Himmeya: What?  They were just hiding out around Gyr Abania at the time and I wanted to challenge them. They didn’t seem very belligerent, so I figured a game of Triple Triad wouldn’t hurt.  Though there was this one guy in the Ala Mhigan Quarter who got all uppity because he beat me, shouting “Glory Garlemald” this and “Unwashed savage” that, so I decked him.

Sarielle: Now I see why she likes hanging out in the Azim Steppe during work.

Veeveena: In her defense, such responses are justified given their history.

Umimi: Seconded!

Kaori: Quite the bloodthirsty Lalafells, I see…

Yuanji: We got to be a little blood-crazy to protect our lord.

Isja: With that out of the way – come, Himmeya.  Let us see who shall walk away as champion tonight!

With the banter concluded, the finals began.  Himmeya put up a fierce offensive with her Garlean deck, but Isja was able to hold her ground with her Primals, taking inspiration from the Eikon Collection.  The two fought with such skill that they were able to reach Sudden Death thrice, with the Ascension rule playing both to their advantage and disadvantage. However, something would catch Lilina’s eye…

Lilina: Wait… I noticed something!  Garuda… Lakshmi… Shiva… Susanoo… Ravana… Those are the primals either Lord Thiji or the Angels have faced!

Isja: Yes.  This deck serves as a reminder of the life our Mythrite Sultan has led to reach the position of power he currently holds.  The strength of these otherworldly beings shall see me through this day.

Himmeya: Respectable, Isja, but you forgot about my trump card – literally!

With a flourish, Himmeya slammed down the final card on the northeast corner that would seal Isja’s fate…

Angels: YOTSUYU GOE BRUTUS?!

Isja: Oh, no… with her lower-left stats now at “A”, that means…!

With Shiva and Ravana surrounding Yotsuyu, the rules of Same and Plus activate, resulting in them both being captured, and a combo that swept the board, taking Grynewaht, Lakshmi, Susanoo, Gaius, and Nael, and claiming the entire board for Himmeya, save for Garuda.

Susuna: And just like that, in an incredible finish, our own Ala Mhigan mauler takes the title of Triple Triad Champeen!

Isja: Well, I suppose one of us must excel at something.

Himmeya: Hahah!  You were a good opponent, Isja!  Let’s duel again sometime!

Isja: Deal.  But this time, it will be on my battlefield: in fashion!

Susuna hands the trophy over to Himmeya: a gilded card with outspread wings, commemorating her place as champion.  With Triple Triad now knocked out, the party would resume apace. First, the Angels set up dummies in a row and showed off their ranged prowess.  Sesena decapitated her target’s head clean with a Shield Lob; Umimi created a breaching wound with her deadly Tomahawk; Kaori utilized her Samurai powers to send a blade of force to slice her dummy to ribbons – the Tachi: Enpi; Luluma and Isja, the resident Lancers, practiced their deadly accuracy through the Piercing Talon technique, skewering their targets with ease; Shiro and Yuanji brought the Far Eastern flair, turning their dummies into pincushions in a flash of Throwing Daggers.

Himmeya, being the only remaining Angel, nodded to the others’ fine work.  Then she cracked her knuckles and concentrated her chi, giving Koyuki the signal to launch a Water spell at the Fist of Rhalgr disciple.  She captured the Fluid Aura into her arms and made a flowing series of movements which molded the waters into tendril-like extensions of her arms, effectively increasing her striking range.  She then utilized this Fists of Water technique to grab the striking dummy by the arms, snapping them with her aqueous appendages. Then she would deliver a punch to the chest and sent it flying.

“Monks may not be good at fighting from a distance, but that’s because they’re too small-minded!” the Fist of Rhalgr disciple chided, which gave cause for the Angels to cheer.  Their evening of merriment resumed with a variety of different activities, from light dancing and music, to combat demonstrations, and even some showcases of the latest fashion designs from the Regalia's think tank, courtesy of Isja. The drink flowed like the Thaliak River, and aided in prolonging the festivities well into the long hours of the night.  Save for Himmeya, who stuck primarily to lemonade, every other Angel had surrendered to the pure inebriation wrought from their rampant revelry - the one affected the most being Susuna, who was sitting atop the gil pile as if it were her own personal throne (which it kind of is).  Her fellow Angels were either resting on the floor, on a sofa, or over the railing on the floor above.

Their time of fun had obviously begin to wind down at this point, at which Sesena stirred from her stupor to speak with her sisters-in-arms...

Sesena: All right, girls.  I think now's the time we addressed the marid in the room!

Lilina: There's, like... four marids around the lounge, though!

Sosona: Idiom, Lilina.

Kaori: What does Sesena-San mean about this?

Umimi: Well, it can't possibly be about why Thavnair's joining the Blitzball Association, so it can only mean...

Sesena, pointing to a Thiji plush doll: Yup!  Our lovable lord and Sultan, Thiji sor Higuri!

Lelena: What of our beautiful lord?  Did something happen to him?

Sesena: Not what happened, but is happening now!

Meriri: The lass is talkin' about our lordship's marital conundrum!

Sesena: Thank you, Consultant of Metals!  So, as you all know - save for you, Miss Kaori, as you are still new -

Kaori: No offense taken.

Sesena: Our Mythrite Sultan's about to reach his twenty-eighth Nameday.  More importantly, this will be his twenty-eighth Nameday spent single!  And while this may not be of much concern to most... the guy needs a Sultana, as much as he may not let that on!

Isja: Who could possibly amount to the brilliance that is our Sultan?  The man has molded himself into a bastion of beauty and power - so much so that even I will admit that I had fallen for him at one point.

Sosona: We all have, Isja.  It's okay.

Isja: Are you certain?

Himmeya: Well, not me.  It was mostly for his impressive combat prowess he showed all those summers ago.

Sesena: It's thanks to Lady Mamai's sacrifice that there is a "No Dating Angels" policy!  He may love us like his own daughters, but it's because of what happened in Coerthas that he doesn't want that emotional attachment to happen again! And at no offense to Lady Mamai, I'm glad that was implemented!

Lelena: I heard you entertained the thought of dating him after a talk with Lady Tahrara some time ago!

Sesena: So?!

The Angels laughed.  However, Shishira went silent, as it was obvious that she harbors feelings for the Mythrite Sultan.  Veeveena took noticed and gave a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

Lilina: Even still, he attracts a lot of attention from the females, no matter their race!  I mean, look at him!  Any woman of any race with a love of Lalafells would take one look at him and they'd get hotter than the 4th Astral Moon!

Sosona: Too bad most of them are too busy getting hot from chasing tail.

Sarielle: In all aspects of the phrase, I take it?

Sosona: You know it.  The ailurophilia and herpetophilia’s running rampant across the land, and it’s become a big deal to us as of late.

Lelena: Our Chief Analytics Officer, hard at work!

Shishira: I believe the Sagolii Merchant Queen collects those tails and consumes them as delicacies...

Koyuki: Hm?  How are you aware of this, Miss Shishira?

Shishira: I... may have glimpsed a few things during my tutelage under her.  Queen Chichibi's awfully passionate about collecting them.

Yuanji: She and Sosona have a point, though.  Many people seem to go after Miqo'te and Au Ra for some reason. We of the Far East have especially taken notice of this and it's become a cause for alarm for us, especially when they began adapting our customs.  What is it about the tailed races that makes them so much more desirable than others?  I will honestly admit that even I wonder at times why there aren’t --

Himmeya: Er, Head Secretary, there is no possible way to explain that right now without inciting some kind of riot.

Yuanji: How so?  No one is listening in somehow, are they?

Himmeya: ... Angel's intuition dictates that the matter should be left where it is.

Kaori: I fail to see the appeal.  Lord Thiji is an iconic figure upon merchants and nobles alike.  It was my understanding that many would be attracted to the sight and promise of coin.  Why should race play so huge a factor in this?

Susuna, finally having enough of the debacle, groaned loud enough for it to echo throughout the Servants' Lounge, commanding the attention of the others.  She then shifted her weight ever-so slightly that she slid down from her throne of gil and landed smoothly at the base of the fountain, her full wine glass unmarred.

Susuna: Honestly, girls.  The answer’s right in front of you as if you slipped and fell into Nophica’s massive rack! No more pulling punches here; I'm gonna tell you all why it's not happening.

After taking a moment to gulp down her wine before tossing it aside (Shiro easily caught it so as to prevent it from shattering), Susuna hopped on the fountain and reclined so that her back laid upon the mountain of gil.

Meriri: The answer bein'...?

Susuna: The status quo!

Umimi: "Status what"?

Susuna: Status quo; the current state of affairs.

Isja: I'm afraid you've lost me, Miss Susuna.

Susuna: Don't worry, I've got an epexegesis ready for you!  I, my sisters, Lelena and her sisters, and even Miss Veeveena have been with Lord Thiji since the beginning - before the Angels were even formed!  Ever since the Sagolii Desert shenanigans, Lord Thiji's had te-heh-heh-herrible luck with the fairer sex!  Miss Shishira, I'm sorry -

Shishira: I'm over it.  I was his first crush, and I disregarded it for Memejora...

Umimi: That you had the courage to state this tonight makes you the bravest of us all.

Susuna: And there's no lie here that you'd have been an incredible match for Lord Thiji were things different!  But that's beside the point - somewhat.  What I'm trying to say is this: the Mythrite Sultan's single because the Twelve know it and are keeping it that way!

Sarielle: Oh, my.  She's had so much Bacchus Wine that it's poisoned her thought process...

Susuna: It's the truth!  Because think about it: if Lord Thiji ended up with the right woman, he'd take over the godsdamned world!  He’d already make the Syndicate jealous from the wealth he's amassed, and if the ideal lady were to come into his life and finally become his Sultana, there'd be no stopping the Regalia's sphere of influence from expanding!  Every attempt he's ever had at courting a woman has blown up in his face because there's no one in this world who can handle one of the most elegant men in Radz-at-Han becoming an item!  It's why his twin brother took the burden off him somewhat by making Lady Mimizo a grandsire!

Umimi, giggling: Guilty as charged!

Susuna: It's not uncommon knowledge that the Valide Sultan favors her firstborn the most - he's had the most potential, and has shown it well!  And every loving mother wants to see their children succeed!  But she's still holding out on hope that her firstborn will find someone!

Isja: Not to mention his romantic dream... I heard that, too, was shattered.

Susuna: Thanks for reminding me!  All the crap he's put up with as an adventurer molded him into the martial and magical badass that he is today!  This reinforces my argument; the Mythrite Sultan's a god among men, and he's immortalized himself on numerous occasions!  I bet any of our honorary Angels would also say the same!  But man, did he look so regal in that Sorceress's Knight armor...

Himmeya: I guess dating auctions are out of the question...

Susuna: He'd only entertain that nonsense just to see what the smallfolk think he's worth!

Meriri: The Treasurer's startin' to speak some sense, actually... But the lord's a recluse!  He's so focused on his work that he doesn't have time fer such frivolities!

Susuna: Because he knows that the powers that be have screwed him over so much that it's not worth trying!  With the possibility of a love interest pretty much balled up and thrown out the window, he’s had more time than ever to focus on his work!

Veeveena: Well, it is said that true love comes when you least expect it!

Susuna gave a hearty laugh in response to the Main Branch Advisor's comment.

Susuna: If that were true, then we wouldn't have this discussion!  And Menphina forfend that doesn't come true right as our lord is on his deathbed and some floozy comes barging in giving her teary confessions of love to the man! I only hope that one of us is in the room at that moment to plant one between the bitch's eyes to save whatever dignity remains of the moment!

Kaori: Susuna-San truly is a spectacle to behold...

Sosona: This is honestly her thought process - only slightly skewed when she's drunk.  But I’ll keep it one-hundred just as my sister is: if any of us had the honor of being his Sultana, it’d be you, Veeveena.  No one else is as deadly or as beautiful as yourself.  The heirs you two would sire would be something to behold.

Veeveena: Stop it, Miss Sosona!  I only wish to serve alongside our Sultan!  

Umimi: Everyone here would agree that a flower born of Thavnair such as yourself would be the ideal mate for my brother-in-law!  I had almost sought to abdicate my position as Head Secretary and become Advisor in your stead!

Veeveena: Lady Umimi, you’re much too kind.  Just the honor of being with Lord Thiji is enough to bring fulfillment to my life!  Being an Angel has helped with that immensely!

Susuna: Well, if anyone would have to step up to bat, it’s you.  While it’s no secret that Lalafell have heritage from both clans, The Higuri family’s lineage has been predominantly Dunesfolk for as long as any of them can remember!  And he’s the oldest of a set of octuplets, and he’s an uncle of two, so their line is more than secure!  In fact, by that logic, Lady Umimi should no longer be an Angel, but I’m not gonna argue with long-lost Nymian royalty, either!

Umimi: Which is why I wanted to step down from the position of Head Secretary!  An Angel married into the family would definitely spark a conflict of interest, but I’m only wed to the Regalia’s Adjutant!  

Susuna: Speaking of which, going back to what Sena said about the “No Dating Angels” policy – we’re not. His.  Harem.  Many people will see a bunch of ladies under the same room and start jumping to conclusions over that, only to be proven dead wrong in the end – literally. And this further backs up my point! People think that having all of us under his wing is merely a means of seeing who will earn his favor and putting a ring on it.

Sarielle: And yet I hear Nobles having affairs with their own servants numerous occasions. You would think that individuals of such high social standing would face little issues concerning the pleasures of the flesh.

Susuna: Re: "No Dating Angels"! Calling Lord Thiji’s Angels a harem is an insult not only to the Regalia and its employees, but to Lady Mamai as well! And we’re not gonna dishonor everything she did just to have the public view us as such!  We’re his army of assassin-maidservants, and it’s gonna stay that way!

Lelena, to Sesena: Your sister, the demagogue, hard at work!

Sesena: She’s not wrong.  Even I’m growing concerned over the fact.  While people have begun jokingly referring to Lord Thiji as the Mythrite Bachelor, that as well is becoming something of a trend.

Luluma: Our Sultan can’t help it; everything transpiring around the realm sort of gets in the way of such efforts.  Problems from abroad have escalated thanks to the appearance of those towers everywhere, not to mention factors beyond our control, like people’s preferences.  We may as well start sending missives to prospective suitresses.

Susuna: And hurt the Mythrite Sultan’s dignity?!  Not happening!  Let’s not waste funding on postage for that! Plus I heard they tried making a show about that once...

Shishira: But, it doesn’t even cost anything to use mail.

Susuna: The fact of the matter is that if we force this, the results are gonna be catastrophic!

Sarielle: But we cannot remain idle for too long if we truly wish to assist in his predicament.

Isja: Agreed.  I know firsthand that Valide Sultan would be very cross should he reach his thirtieth Nameday without a suitable mate.

Sosona: Well, I don’t think half-Lalafell, half-Viera children are being brought to the table, if that’s what you’re implying.

Isja: Very funny.  I am perfectly fine serving as his prime model.

Susuna: Look, we just gotta keep doing what we’re doing, and if something finally happens, we gotta make sure that whoever has their eyes set on the Mythrite Sultan isn’t either doing it for the money, is out to kill him, or worse!

Just then, they would all receive a ring from their linkpearls, to which they would promptly answer.

?: Good evening, Angels.

Angels: Good evening, Lord Thiji!

Thiji: I sincerely apologize for interrupting your meticulously-planned slumber party, but a thought had just occurred to me that the season of spring is close to arriving.  We must begin preparations for the fourth Regalia Largesse.  With the strange appearance of the towers, our more militaristic efforts have been curtailed somewhat, which will allow us to focus more on our events.  I have already gotten in touch with our merchant fleet to prepare our reserve stock, for there are still many items we’ve left over from the previous summer we can still offer to the masses.  Until then, however, you Angels enjoy your rest for tonight and the rest of this sennight. We will reconvene later this moon to divulge further details.

Angels: Thank you, Lord Thiji!

Thiji: Of course, my beloved Angels.  Enjoy your party.

The transmission ended and everyone rejoiced once more as the lounge rang with their jubilant cries.  Due to their intoxicated state, however, they did not celebrate for too long until they collapsed to the floor in a comedic fashion.  The issue regarding the Sultan’s courtship would have to wait.

For now, it was time for the Angels’ beauty sleep.

[hitchell-mope]

(Third film. After “who I am”. Mal Hades and Uma freeze for a moment. The gravity of their bonding moment sinking in. Then they burst out laughing. And they’re only stopped by Harry flying through the closed french windows and crashing into the gazebo)

Ben: sorry. My bad. He encroached on my personal space

Harriet: he walked past you

Ben: he walked past behind me.

Harriet: so the fuck what?

Mal: Ben’s got a fight or flight response when it comes to the gnome.

Gil: it’s what happens when you do what Harry did to him

Cj: which is what exactly?

Ben: kidnapping me, trying to sell Gil to me, attempted to kill me and was accessory to the almost capsizing of the cotillion yacht that me and all my friends were on

Cj: that is barely worth mentioning and in any

Evie: Ok everyone shut up I need to talk to the happy couple

Harry: I think my legs are broked

Evie: no one cares flapjack face. Ben. Mal. Join me at the kitchen island

Mal: you wanna tell her or shall I?

Ben: umm. Me? (Mal gives him the go ahead). Um. Evie. Uh. Heheh. We sort of decided on most of the um important stuff so you don’t have to plan. You just have organise

Evie: and the four things?

Mal: I can create my new dress with magic. I’m going to ask my mom if I can borrow a necklace. I’ve got the class ring Ben gave me. And I can redo the hair streaks my exposure to the ember made for the ceremony. Sorted

Evie (through a forced, fixed smile): so I’m utterly superfluous

Carlos: pretty much yeah.

Jay: c’mon E. this is probably gonna be the first royal wedding in history where the couple have their heads on screwed on right

Evie: mhmm mhmm yeah yes of that is true however HOWEVER there’s the little slight wrinkle of me being all but shut out from the proceedings

Mal: you’re still in the party. After Jane - oh shit Jane! - and Evie’s fainted. Doug, buddy, could you alert me when she wakes up. I gotta go talk with the guest of honour

(She bustles over your Jane who’s just outside and nursing a large glass)

Mal: hey bud

Jane (slightly glazed look in her eye): heya Mally. How’re hic you doin?

Mal: I actually came over to see how you were doing. I got wrapped in my own drama again. I’m sorry

Jane: ah don’t be. I’ve come to expect. Nothings about me. Never. Not even my own birthdays. You know in my four teeth I got ‘tention?

Mal: no

Jane: Chas copied off me in algebra. Ma thought I cheated. Registration thingumy. Him fore I. So I spent that afternoon clapping erasers. So see. Never bout me

Mal: ah. Well this was supposed to be about you. And I’ve shirked you to a corner drinking....

Jane: 🎶colada’🎶

Mal: right. Judging your countenance I’d say not a virgin one. How many have you had?

Jane: one. About eighty, eighty eight times? I think. Might be more

Mal: I see. Wanna stitck by me for the evening?

Jane (pouty): will you show off those sceptre tricks you’ve been working on?

Mal (chuckling): if you want

Hades (from the kitchen): Mal! Evie is awake and demanding your presence

Evie: I refuse to be shut out!

Mal: (long, long sigh) I am so sorry Jane. Let me try and make things better.

(She points her finger at the ground and Hadie materialises in a plume of green smoke. He’s trying a hat on)

Hadie: strange, I could’ve sworn there was a mirror there

Mal: what in dad’s name are you wearing?

Hadie: oh. Doug said I should get changed. Lovely guy by the way. Evie chose well. Dizzy took me upstairs to the changing rooms. And I saw a large picture as I passed her room. He was wearing this precise outfit. So I replicated the look and was just fixing the hat when you summoned me. You like?

Mal (very calm): Jefferson. Please tell me you replicated the look and not replaced it. All three of them will kill me if that posters wearing a bathrobe

Hadie: (beat) ok. NOW it’s replicated

Mal: good. Now could you please do me a favour and keep an eye on Jane? Birthday girl shouldn’t be left alone

Hadie: it’d be my pleasure

Mal: great thanks. I gotta go

Jane: he’s tall. Er then me

(Mal goes back into the house and heads towards Evie)

Mal: what is it now?

Evie: you just can’t keep me out of your wedding planning. I’m the WEDDING PLANNER

Ben: we’re not keeping you out E. We’re just shutting down the ideas we don’t like

Evie: you’re not even supposed to be part of the conversation! You’re the groom you’re only job is to show up sober

Mal: really? Well that scuppers my plans to be blitzed during the ceremony

Evie: oh here we go...

(As they continue arguing Uma heaves a long suffering sigh and goes outside, Lonnie goes over to check up on Gil who’s eyes are scrunched shut with his hands over his ears)

Lonnie: you ok

Gil: I don’t like it when my friends fight

Lonnie: I know. Hey jay. Could you help us out here please?

Jay: sure. Hmmm. Ooh. I know. To get rid of these ants in their pants/I command thee all to get up and dance.

(Some music starts up and everyone freezes)

Jay (taking Gil’s hands away from his ears): at your leisure qayidi 'aw rbany

(This is when “backflip” happens. After the song the spells breaks)

Evie: what happened?

Lonnie: you three were arguing, Gil got upset so Jay broke the argument up and we all danced

Mal: sorry bud

Ben: sorry bro

Evie: yeah sorry

Gil: s’ok

Evie: what were we arguing about?

Mal: beats me

Ben: ditto

Cj: I know

Jay: no ya don’t

Cj: ....uhhhh....OH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED TO HARRY!

Ben (much more then dismissively): eh he’ll be fine. Where’s Uma?

Elsa (refreezing the now lukewarm beer): she headed back outside Benjamin

Ben: ohhhh yeah uhhhh heheh you mind?

Mal: nah, go ahead. Do what you gotta do

Ben: thank you

(Outside Uma’s ranting and raving about how Mal “always wins” and how she “always loses” but she stops when Ben approaches her)

Uma: ohhhh What do you want?

Ben: talk?

Uma: oh yeah? What about?

Ben: uh, you?

Uma: why? I could see you lot in there perfectly happy, dancing about, not a care in the damn world, you and your FUCKING FRIVOLITY!!!!

Ben: ohhhh riiiight yeah I understand now, can’t be easy. Worlds in tatters, your entire life perceptions been upended, you think you’ve got on the same page with some of your family then you see your cousins arguing about wedding planning so you don’t think they’re taking things seriously. Completely understandable

Uma:...yeah I’m a little tipsy so you’re gonna have to slow down

Ben: you think you patched things up with Mal then you turn around and she’s not focusing on what you deem necessary

Uma: I’m not gonna “patch things up” until she admits and pays for what she did to me

Ben: what more can she do though? I mean seriously. She apologised, tried to let you kill her and she’s protected celia throughout most of today. Most things are a two way street Uma. And it’s up to you wether you accept her apology or not. No one can but you

Uma: I...don’t...KNOW. I DUNNO! GOD! I can’t stand it! She gets everything! The title, the reverence, the power, immortality! This past year I’ve been in my own personal hell while she’s been over here swanning about and owning the whole fucking place! It’s not fair that she gets all this and I get pruny hands and a barnaclised first mate!

Ben: have you told Mal this?

Uma: what? And be vulnerable towards the cow? I thought you were smart

Ben: (chuckles) m’sorry. Shouldn’t laugh

Uma (scoffing): s’alright. It’s pathetic. I’m pathetic. But I can’t help it. Cause when she’s been here, I’ve been down there. With my oh so delightful mother. And yeah I know it’s stupid. I can’t let it go. I’m not ice bitch. The sea waits and it will have its revenge! I’mramblingaren’tI?

Ben: mhmm. But that’s ok. You deserve it. Honestly every vk on this property has a right to complain and then some.

Uma: im done. You can go

Ben: before I do can I give you my thoughts quick?

Uma: whatever

Ben: I can help you. Believe me. All I want to do is help. But you kidnapped me. You tortured me. You tried to kill me. Why? To stick it to Mal? To make yourself feel better. All you had to do was ask and I would’ve listened to you. I will in fact still listen to you. I want to be friends with you but you need to let this petty vendetta go. It won’t do anyone any good to dwell on the past. I only hope you understand that

Uma: petty? Me? Petty?

Ben: mhmm.

Uma: bitch!

Ben: oh please. Everyone has a fatal flaw. I, apparently, have a tendency to be a smidge naive

Uma (utterly deadpan): really? I never would’ve believed it.

Ben: are you sure you can’t see yourself one day letting what happened go?

Uma: nope

Ben: why not?

Uma: cause it feels right. Evening the score feels right. And frankly I don’t care what you think. It’s simple as that. I don’t care

(This is when “I’ve gotta be me” happens)

[moonraccoon-exe]

Hey! Sorry I had some pre-midterm tests to deal with! :/ anyway, for the supportive characters and stuff for gladnis, could I see stuff with glaives, the other chocobros, and... up to you! (A little bit of little sister Iris would be heavenly though...)

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AGAIN, SWEET MUFFIN, I AM HERE TO DELIVER yo pizza

I don’t know if these two asks are the same person (are you? :o) BUT LOOK AT THAT. SAME WANTS, SAME NEEDS, SO I SHALL PLEASE THE THIRST. And I hope it’s ok to put these two asks together? They’re asking for nearly the same, so I thought it was ok, but if either of you have any troubles with it, you tell me, okie? :3

BUT HERE I AM, ANSWERING THIS DELIGHT OF AN ASK ALKSDJFG YES. GLADNIS DEARS, I MISSED THE OTP.

Anyways, these are gonna be shorter for each character as they’re plenty, but they’ll form one big post so I hope you like it! :3

How other characters (besides papa Regis) support Gladnis:

Noctis

My boy is…slow.

He’s really smart, he’s just…very dense.

He’s known both Iggy and Gladio since he has memory, he’s just…very, very…v e r y dense in these matters. Very. Like. Very.

Ignis literally TOLD him about his crush on Gladio MULTIPLE TIMES.

Did Noctis catch it? OF COURSE NOT. He thought Ignis just over worried about his personal relationships, and never noticed he spoke about Gladio in ways he never spoke about others. And same the other way around, Gladio also spoke about Iggy with Noct AND THE IDIOT STILL. DIDN’T TIE ANYTHING TOGETHER.

Sixteen year old Gladio, blushing crimson red, messing with his uniform: “Do you…do you think…Ignis will think i look stupid? Or…maybe…or maybe if I do something to my hair…”

Noct just be like lmao why are you so stressed over a uniform you dummy thing what does ignis care anyway lol

He knew via Ignis. And of course he didn’t get it.

“Today was really nice. Gladio and I went to the park and just spent a nice while talking…I hope…maybe we can have a second date soon…”

Noctis is like yeah that’s nice

“And it’s official now! I don’t know why, but it just makes me more nervous, but in a good way. Is it normal? I’ve never…I’m just so happy, from among all people, Gladio chose me? AMONG ALL PEOPLE NOCT.”

yeah that’s nice specs :)

Noctis thinks Ignis is just talking about friendship, and when he uses romantic terms like date or boyfriend he THINKS IGNIS IS JOKING BECAUSE WHY WOULD HE BE TALKING SERIOUSLY

noctis pl…please

He finished processing it for real HAVING TO SEE THEM KISS. 

Noct was talking with Gladio, chatting chattering, then said bye. Gladio was going through a hallway, Ignis appeared, they said hello, then hugged, and proceeded to kiss. 

Noctis.exe Processing data.

Ignis and Gladio spent the while hugged snuggled and talking, and smooched again.

Noctis.exe Processing, please be patient.

Ignis and Gladio held hands and started going away together.

GASP

“OHMYGOD WERE YOU FOR REAL!?!?!?!??!”

Noctis.exe has short-circuited

Noctis supports them, just acts like he doesn’t give a damn.

Noctis is The Teenage Brother; will go Ew at everything romantic they do in front of him.

Gladnis snuggle.

“Eeeeewwwwwwwwww”

Gladnis smooch.

“UGH- UUH- EEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWW”

Iggy pokes Gladio’s nose and Gladio proceeds to pepper his face in smoochies.

*noctis gagging noises*

Gladio may shove Noctis in between them on purpose to annoy him. There were have them, Gladnis smooching with a much smaller Noctis trapped in between their chests, flailing, screeching, completely ignored and about to explode.

Noctis is the Worst wingman.

“Hey Noct, do you think Iggy will like me in this outfit?”

“eh”

he’s busy with the face buried in a cushion while he rots in boredom, DON’T INTERRUPT HIM.

“Hey Noct. Do you think Gladio already has one of these? I want to get him one but not sure if he has one already.”

“yeah”

Yeah what? Noctis you’re not helping

Noctis does as Regis and will sometimes use his power to get these two to be together, but, unlike Regis, he won’t say shit about it and will even deny it.

The prince requires of his chamberlains in this room which is conveniently empty and there just casually happens to be a secret door for the roof on this particularly starry night.

“I. FORGOT. OK? I FELL ASLEEP EARLY, I WAS TIRED, COR NEARLY SET ME ABLAZE IN TRAINING, I FELL DEAD ASLEEP, I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW ABOUT THAT DOOR, LEAVE ME ALONE.”

Noctis is a gossipy little shit, but in a good way.

“Omg Iggy guess what today Gladio spoke about his cap ripping, see, I already told you what you can get him for Crystal Day, hm? HM? YOU’RE WELCOME.”

Also uses it to his favor.

“Ten gil and I tell you what Ignis wants to do for his birthday. He told me. Hm hm. For real. TEN GIL I SAID.”

Prince Noctis PROTECTS HIS BELOVED BROTHERS AND THEIR RELATIONSHIP WITH TEETH AND NAILS, OK?

There’s this magazine that put up some tabloid stupid article that distorted something Ignis said and made Gladio look bad.

Noctis is alone in his office, feet on the desk, swinging a little on the chair, phone to the ear, and FREAKING AN G R Y.

“Yes, that’s what I said; put the article down and make another one clearing it. No, I’m not your boss, but I still request it. I will request it only once more. No? Then how much do you want for the brand? I will buy it and do it myself. Yes, I will buy it. My name and occupation? Prince Noctis CXIV, why? Oh? Aah, so NOW you want to put it down? How nice of you, guess you only needed time to re-consider it, right? It’s ok, it happens to the best of us, how kind of you.”

Ignis is trying to help Noct walk out of some place without being asphyxiated by the media, so he gets the spotlight.

“Mister Scientia! There’s rumors you and the Shield of the prince are DATING?”

Ignis freezes a little.

Noctis proceeds to let out tHE BIGGEST BURP OF HIS LIFE.

Next day tabloids “Prince Noctis BURPS LIVE! OOPS!”

The media are RUNNING STRAIGHT TOWARDS GLADIO.

Noctis is JUMPING BEFORE HIM TAKING HIS JACKET OFF AND DOING AN IDOL POSE.

“HAVE I TOLD YOU GUYS I’LL BE HAVING A BIIIIIIIIIIIG BIRTHDAY PARTY NEXT WEEK!?!?!”

Socially Awkward Ultra Timid prince Noctis actually stood there POSING for the cameras for ten minutes to get them distracted from the relationship announcement.

“Prince Noctis will host Huge Extra Most Expensive Billionare Birthday Party OF HISTORY!! WOW!!”

((big birthday party was pizza time with the chocobros lmao))

If Gladnis ever have a misunderstanding or problem, Noct is the first they go with. Noct is there to comfort them individually, and, smart boy as he is, he also figures out the mistake and plays a big role at fixing it.

“What? Oh no, that’s not what he said. Or not as you think. He meant…”

“Oh? Oh no, that’s not what he was doing!! Ahahah you dork, no! Actually…”

Noctis keeps asking “When are you dorks getting married?” to embarrass them and make them go shy.

Joke is on him when they DO GET MARRIED.

Noctis keeps complaining that how dare they be boyfriends, how DARE they be boyfriends, MAKING HIM, THE ACTUAL PRINCE, THE THIRD WHEEL????? 

But whenever Gladnis have the slightest misunderstanding, Noctis is first to go SMACK SENSE BACK INTO THEM HOW DARE THEY GET UPSET WITH EACH OTHER

Noctis has also used his title to make reservations in restaurants that clear THE WHOLE RESTAURANT just for Gladnis lmao

Noct has always hated that when he makes a reservation, they clear THE WHOLE RESTAURANT like NO, why would he want to dine in an empty place!? Not like he goes out often, but he’s learned that his title has that accidental effect, so guess who’s using it for Gladnis anniversary dinners.

When they want to get fancy, or when Noct wants them to go fancy, at least. Normally they just go for noodles the DORKS

Noctis covered half their wedding without even being asked because HE LOVES THEM AND THEIR RELATIONSHIP SO MUCH AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

((the other half was Regis and he was so upset he wasn’t allowed to cover it all, this dummy papa))

Noctis best supportive baby bro, please hug him.

Prompto

You knew about fanboy #1, but where is fanboy #2?

In the bushes, stalking them, snapping surprise photos to show them later.

“Prompto, that’s creepy.”

“BUT IF I TELL YOU I’LL TAKE PHOTOS, IT WON’T BE NATURAL ANYMORE, AND YOU TWO SHINE BRIGHTER WHEN YOU DON’T KNOW YOU’RE HAVING A PHOTO TAKEN. I’M HARMLESS, WHY IS IT CREEPY.”

Prompto that’s not the point, just…don’t.

How Prommy knew about Gladnis, hm?

It wasn’t that exciting, pretty modern way to know.

Noctis told him via text lmao

“DUDE I HAVE GROSS NEWS, YOU WON’T BELIEVE IT.”

Nocto! >:|

Prommy’s reaction was sort of cute, though. He’s a bit sharper than Noct to notice these things, but he still didn’t expect it. He thought about the two as a couple because he liked the sassy interaction, but he wasn’t sharp enough to see it wasn’t sass, it was ACTUAL FLIRTING. He was so used to the two being good friends it just. Didn’t occur to him that it was a real thing and not just him seeing things.

Noctis tells him via text.

Prommy is gasping OUT LOUD.

He gasped so loudly and sharp he chocked onto his own saliva and fell off the bed.

He ended up repeatedly swinging the feet in the air and against the mattress and squeaking. Squeaking.

“I KNEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW IT”

says the boy that didn’t know it

Prompto’s trying to talk about it all day with Noctis. 

Noctis talks about it for three minutes then goes “Uuuuuuuuuuuuuggggghhhhhhhhh can we please nOT”

Noct is just Like That with everything that isn’t videogames or fishing, have mercy on him. 

���Dude, and who told who? Dude, have they kissed already? Does lord Clarus know, omg. Dude, DUDE, DOES LORD CLARUS KNOW OHMYGOD”

“PROMPTO I DON’T KNOW”

Prompto’s THIRSTY for gossip and news on his new favorite ship.

Prompto’s stalking them on social medias waiting for the first of them to drop the first hint of romantic something. Why? Just to squeak about it. There’s literally no other use for it.

Prompto’s now Asking and not stopping.

Training with Gladio? “WHO TOLD WHO. HOW DID IT HAPPEN. SINCE WHEN DID YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON HIM. WHERE WAS YOUR FIRST DATE, CAN I KNOW THAT? HAVE YOU TWO ALREADY KISSED. WHAT DOES IT FEEL LIKE. GLADIO, TELL ME MORE ABOUT IT AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH”

Hanging with Ignis? “WHO TOLD WHO. HOW DID IT HAPPEN. SINCE WHEN DID YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON HIM. WHERE WAS YOUR FIRST DATE, CAN I KNOW THAT? HAVE YOU TWO ALREADY KISSED. WHAT DOES IT FEEL LIKE. IGNIS, TELL ME MORE ABOUT IT AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH”

Arcade with Noct? “NOCT, WHO-”

“PROMPTO I DON’T KNOW”

Prompto’s always asking about their relationship to either of them when he gets the chance. He could talk about it ALL DAY and go on and on.

“Why are you so interested in our relationship, Prompto?”

“I DON’T KNOW, IT’S JUST SO WEIRD, I’M SO CURIOUS. It’s like…its. It’s you *takes a fry* and it’s him *takes another fry* and it’s…*puts fries together* and it’s you.”

…prompto, don’t.

Prompto is the Anti-Noctis. 

Gladnis snuggle. Noctis goes Eeeww

*Prommy puts a hand to his chest and aaw’s*

Gladnis smooch. Noctis goes EEEEEEEEWWWWWW

*Prommy clutches chest chest and whimpers*

Ignis proceeds to poke Gladio’s nose who then proceeds to pepper his face in smoochies. Noctis is gagging.

Prommy’s hiding his face in his hands and SQUEAKING into a pillow.

“NOCTO HOW ARE THEY SO CUTE I DON’T UNDERSTAND.”

Prompto’s always doing shitty photoshop pictures of Gladnis that are ridiculous on purpose just to make them laugh. 

Prom is there to yell NO when Noctis makes a mean comment.

“UGH YOU TWO ARE SO DISG-”

“NOOOOOOOOO! YOU TWO ARE SO CUTE, KEEP DOING YOUR STUFF”

“Stinky dorks-”

“NO!!!!!!!!!!!! LOVEBIRDS!!!!!!! CUTE!!!!!!!”

“EW go get a roo-!”

“WE’RE LEAVING, YOU MAKE YOURSELVES COMFORTABLE, OK, IGNORE THIS ASSHAT”

Prompto. He. He made Gladnis puppets.

Ignis is too busy, like absolutely fucking loaded of royal stuff and so he’s away and unable to reach? Aaw, don’t be sad big guy. *puppet Ignis proceeds to smooch him*

*Puppet Ignis proceeds to give Gladio a million cheesy compliments and pick up lines in an unnecessarily high pitched voice*

*Puppet Ignis is nuzzling at him and insisting on kissing*

“PROMPTO STOP”

It’s not Prompto, it’s Pocket Ignis, you rude ungrateful ass.

Gladio’s not annoyed, he’s actually pretty amused XD

Gets tired of Prompto not leaving him alone, though? Gladio’s going to be “Ok you conviced me, come here Iggy” and tries to make out with the puppet, hence making a hysterical Prompto screech and try to run away.

Same goes for Ignis. Gladio’s away on some Crownsguard or Shield training at the outskirts? Away and gone and missing?

PUPPET GLADIO IS IN THE HOUSE, BABY, DON’T WORRY, HE’LL SMOOCHIE YOU IN THE MEANWHILE.

There we have an Ignis quickly striding across the flat escaping while Prompto tries to catch up with him with his cheesy pick-up lines and pet names with the Puppet Gladio.

When Gladio asked Prompto if he wanted to be his bestman for the wedding, Prompto nearly freaking had an aneurysm the poor eager hyped thing. 

Best supportive buddy ok, pls hug.

Nyx

He knew via Gladio.

Because guess who’s Gladio’s WINGMAN AYEEEEEEE

Cor, actually

BUT NOT THIS TIME. This time Nyx bby. Cor was Advice Man. Nyx was Accomplice Mate.

Gladio would tell Nyx his progress with his crush. Nyx would always listen because it was so stupidly adorable. 

It started because both would take longer in the training halls than the rest so they’d often meet at the shower/dressing room, and conversation started little by little. Conversation on Ignis first came up when a sixteen year old Gladio was being a bit clumsy, dropping his stuff and putting his shirt backwards and stuff, so of course an amused Nyx had to ask.

“I’m…we’re…some friends and I are going out tonight but…there’s…there’s this guy I like and I’m a bit nervous and…”

Nyx Romantic Aid Buddy senses tingled.

25 year old Nyx thinks IT’S SO CUTE OMG THE TEENAGE SHIELD HAS A CRUSH THAT’S SO AMUSING LMAO so he tried to help

Helped Gladio gather his stuff, dress nice, and calm down by talking smooth and cool with him, and inspired him to go ask that boy out or, if not, at least impress him.

From that day on, Nyx would ask just casually how things were going with the crush, and Gladio would inform. 

And it went on for YEARS lmao both as a crush and when they were already boyfriends and so on

Gladio first kept informing him of what he THOUGHT Ignis thought of him but no advances

“You know, Gladio, it’s been quite a while since you first told me of your crush and you still haven’t asked him out?”

“IT’S NOT THAT EASY TO ASK A GOD OUT IN A DATE, I’M SORRY I’M SUCH A MORTAL.”

Nyx kept encouraging him day after day after day, and it was perhaps partly the reason Gladio dared say anything. either because he was inspired or just annoyed lol

When they started talking about it, at first Nyx had no idea who the crush was and Gladio forgot to tell him alkajsd

One day when Nyx first started insisting Gladio ask him out, Gladio insisted he couldn’t do it and after a long while he just went “it’s just…it’s…it’s…Iggy? you know…the prince’s adviser?”

Nyx went  .u.  ohno that’s adorable best friend crush

Guess who now is not being very subtle on it (thankfully Iggy won’t notice lmao)

Every time Nyx sees Ignis now, HE FLINCHES AND GOES ALL EXCITED LIKE GASP “HELLO IGNIS :D”

Ignis is ??? h…hello mr glaive that never before spoke to me until now out of nowhere and so excitedly and daily?? 

Nyx can’t HELP IT HE’S SO EXCITED IT’S GLADIO’S CRUSH OMG THEY’VE SPOKEN ABOUT HIM SO MUCH HE CAN’T HELP BUT GET ALL EXCITED

Also, whenever he gets the chance, he freaking. MISLEADS IGNIS ON PURPOSE TO MAKE HIM GO WITH GLADIO.

“Mr. Ulric, would you happen to know where lord Drautos is?”

“n- YES. YES OMG YES YOU ASKED THE RIGHT GUY, HE’S AT THE EAST WING, THIRD FLOOR, MAIN HALL.”

Guess which Amicitia is holding guard in that room.

Nyx is accidentally bumping into either of them when they’re together trying to make them fall into each other into a romantic awkward hug that will turn into an adorable ask out for a date.

Nyx this isn’t a romantic tv show it doesn’t work like that you just made Gladio drop his candy

Nyx is giving Gladio A THOUSAND NOT SUBTLE SIGNS when he sees him with Ignis

Gladio is trying to have a casual, normal conversation with Ignis.

From above Ignis’ head he can see, at the other end of the hallway, a HYSTERICAL NYX JUMPING, BOUNCING IN HIS SPOT, FLAILING THE ARMS, MAKING FACES, MOUTHING SOMETHING, AND MAKING SIGNS OF “HUG HIM”, “KISS HIM”, “TELL HIM”, “YOU CAN DO IT”

Gladio is unable to focus in what Ignis is telling him because Nyx is flexing like a gorilla while making strange faces.

Nyx throws Gladio into meeting with Ignis without preparing him.

Nyx and Gladio are standing at a hallway just talking and chatting casually and GASP IGNISISCOMINGGOGOGOGOGOGOOG *SHOVES HIM INTO THE OTHER HALLWAY MAKING HIM NEARLY FALL AGAINST IGNIS*

Nyx thinks Gladio is ignoring him when he’s making signs to him so he’s now literally MAKING SIGNS TO HIM, like. A cardboard piece with a message on it NYX WAS TRYING TO GIVE GLADIO DIALOGUES LMAO HOW IS HE SUCH A DORK

Nyx is switching the conversation to Ignis if Ignis is passing by.

Gladio and Nyx are talking about some food stall they both seem to know and AH YES IT’S SO NICE YOU THINK THAT OF IGNIS, GLADIO

Gladio’s constantly made a blushing, nervous mess in these situations when Ignis turn to look and Nyx just KEEPS GOING. 

When Gladio told Nyx he had finally asked Ignis out and he said yes, Nyx stood on the bench and literally roared out “Yes” to the roof with the arms open and down like a dinosaur screeching. 

Every time Gladio is talking with Ignis now, or hugging him or anything, when he looks up from behind Ignis, there’s Nyx alone or with his other two friends making thumbs up and nodding and JESUS LORD CAN YOU NOT STARE GUYS, STOP.

Best Romance Aid Buddy, please hug.

Libertus

Libertus knew via Nyx.

Libertus wasn’t the slightly shaken. He had this blank face on as he kept drinking from his smoothie. Calmly put it down. 

“Weren’t those two brothers?”

Libertus is still a bit lost in the royal families’ relationships.

Nyx is sharing slight harmless gossip on the situation with Libertus. Libertus doesn’t really care much but he’s happy to hear Nyx. Not like he has lots of options anyway lmao

“He ALMOST asked him out this time but he shied away again, dammit.”

“Bummer.”

“I know.”

“LIB, HE SAYS IGNIS DROPPED A HINT TODAY, THAT’S A SIGN.”

“nice”

“I KNOW.”

Libertus is busier in his own stuff and world to care about people he rarely interacts with, but Nyx’s excitement slowly catches his attention with time.

Even Libertus can’t be saved from some cute romantic story.

Eventually, it’s Libertus who approaches Nyx for the gossip.

“Yo. How is Shield boy doing?”

“THEYWENTOUTALONEINANONOFFICIALDATE BUTTHATCOUNTSASADATERIGHT OMG MY BOY IS PROGRESSING”

“Nice.”

The curiosity, of course, leads him to start spying a bit as well.

There we have Ignis standing in a hallway reviewing some papers when he feels a stare, so he turns and there, in the distance, is some Glaive that’s never spoken to him, smiling at him, and waving.

what the hell

Now every time Nyx gets all hyped because he’s seeing Gladnis interact, Libertus gets dragged along so he just stands there and stares too. 

Nyx is the “IMPRESS HIM, HUG HIM, YOU’VE GOT HIM NOW KISS HIM” guy. Libertus is the kind to make *index fingers goes into the O formed by other hand’s thumb and index* signs at Gladio.

Libertus is going with Amicitia junior to get a laugh from how she talks about Gladnis. 

“And the other day Ignis went to our house and he helped papa prepare dinner, and it was very delicious and I had a wonderful time, Ignis is great and I always tell papa to adopt him and sell Gladdy at the market.”

Libertus finds little Iris’ sister talk funny. 

Libertus is shoving condoms into early-relationship-stages-Gladio’s pockets so they fall off while he’s talking with Ignis just to make them both embarrassed.

“Gladio?”

“I DIDN’T. PUT IT THERE, NO, IT’S NOT- NO, I REALLY MEANT JUST DINNER, THIS WASN’T- NO.”

When they do start having sexual interaction, though, Gladio just gets free condoms now and joke is on Libertus.

Libertus just wants to have fun.

Crowe

Crowe’s confused, but hell does she support that.

“I THOUGHT LITTLE GLASSES KID WAS ACE?”

Why was Nyx the only one that wasn’t surprised, where are you two dorks getting all your info from omg

Crowe noticed before Nyx told her.

Crowe’s sharp on this one. She did think Iggy was ace, but she wasn’t 100% sure because she could see the signs.

Crowe’s like (ಠ‿ಠ) every time she sees them interact after the first time he caught a first glimpse of a sign.

Sort of like how Libertus started waving hello at Ignis from afar, except she’s much sneakier and hasn’t been caught and does the creepy (ಠ‿ಠ)

Crowe’s trying to set them up every time. Indirectly.

She’s asking Luche to smack Pelna without him knowing Drautos will be watching so Drautos is chiding Luche and Pelna for their kidly fight, getting Drautos busy and distracted a bit, Cor will be curious and will approach and ask what’s going on, Gladio will look for Cor because he’s late for his training, so he’s going to ask someone if they know where Cor is, and Crowe is SO MAKING ANOTHER OF THESE LARGE PLANS TO HAVE IGNIS BE THAT ONE PERSON AT QUESTION REACH.

Crowe this is unnecessarily intrincate stop

Crowe’s giving flirting advice to Gladio, too

Glaive Trio = Gladio’s Wingmen Squad

Nyx is the supportive cheering guy. Libertus is the sexual jokes dork. Crowe is the STYLE ADVISER.

“Sweetie, you don’t want to tell him that. Unbutton the collar, your hair a bit more like…this, chin up, and you give him a look like you don’t care about anything. You grab his shoulder. And now a smolder as we practiced. Voice deep. Tone smooth, but sound a little raspy. And you say. Hey.”

Crowe’s giving Gladio a Judging Look every time he says he wasn’t able to ask Ignis out. It’s enough to make Gladio feel embarrassed and little (in a good way that makes him go YEAH IT’S NOT THE BIG THING I CAN DO IT.)

“You’re such a nerd with your condom jokes, Libertus.”

Crowe is making condom jokes, too, the double faced nerd.

Crowe is telling Gladio she could lend him her bike to impress Ignis.

“Just a problem, Crowe.”

“Hm?”

“…I don’t know how to ride this. And he does, so I don’t think he’s gonna be impressed.”

Dork.

Crowe is trying to make Gladio grab that Sexy Attitude, BUT HE’S JUST. TOO MUCH OF A NERD, HOW DOES HE HAVE ANY REPAIR.

Crowe SLAPS HIM WHEN HE SAYS HE’S NOT WORTHY OF IGGY.

“OF COURSE YOU’LL NEVER BE WITH THAT MINDSET, WHAT THE HELL DID I TELL YOU YOU ARE? EXACTLY. WORTHY. NOW GO GET YOUR DATE WITH THAT BOY.”

((it’s nice slap, no worry))

Crowe is the dangerous (harmless) threatening friend that will insist as in REALLY insist for asking the crush out.

Nyx tells her and Libertus for the tenth time that Gladio chickened out last minute again.

Crowe is going over to Gladio.

“It’s not that hard, boy. I swear to the Six, if you don’t do it, I’ll do it for you.”

“I…I can’t…”

“…”

“…”

“Ok, I’m going.”

Crowe actually. WENT WITH IGNIS. 

Gladio’s standing in the hallway internally screeching so hard his face is red and he’s about to have a heart attack while flailing all over the place, and Crowe’s getting to Iggy.

Gladio thinks she’s just kidding and will just walk past him.

Crowe’s tapping Ignis on the shoulder and now they’re talking.

Gladio’s on the floor spazzing.

He can’t live anymore bye.

Crowe’s just making casual talk with Ignis lmao just did it to make Gladio have that breakdown because AH YOU DIDN’T LIKE HOW IT FELT, DID YOU? DID YOU???? WELL NEXT TIME I’LL DO IT FOR REAL SO YOU ASK HIM OUT NOW, BOY.

Crowe’s stealing Iris when Gladnis want lonely time but don’t want Iris to like. Suspect anything kajsdka.

Crowe’s clearing the area for Gladnis when they’re all smoochie snuggly and some idiot like Luche is about to walk by.

Hey Luche. *throws a towel to his face*

Crowe is warping to Gladnis when they’re about to smooch just to startle them lmao

Crowe’s having more fun than Libertus

Sometimes, after or while making out with Ignis, Gladio looks up and Crowe’s on the other end of the hallway like (ಠ‿ಠ) *eyebrow wiggle*

Crowe no

Crowe’s always. ALWAYS. The one finding them the secret spots in the Citadel when they want a quicky.

Gets them the tools, too *eyebrow wiggle*

Good girl Crowe approves.

Cor

*HYPERVENTILATES*

DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED HERE, YOU KNOW I FUCKING LOVE COR WITH A PASSION

He knew about it through Regis because…fanboy #1 had to tell all his friends of course.

Cor is mid sandwich when Regis KICKS HIS DOOR OPEN

“CORHAPPYNEWSIGNISANADGLADIOAREOFFICIALLYDATINGNOW”

Cor still has his mouth half-opened for the bite he was about to take. Regis is welcoming himself in his office and grabbing a chair and sitting all while rambling near screeching

“YOUSHOULDHAVESEENIGNIS’FACEOMG BOYWASBEAMINGWITHJOYITWASSOCUTE HEWASLIKEANDIWASLIKEITOTALLYHAVETOASKHIMSOIDIDANDGUESSWHATHAPPENEDITWASSOCUTE”

Regis was so excited he left without having had one word from Cor.

Cor sat there in silence with the sandwich in his hands while his brain processed what just happened.

When he understood he just smiled, lifted the eyebrows, thought “who would have thought”, and continued eating his sandwich.

Have mercy on him, he’s dry and cold and a stone.

Cor was always Gladio’s Advice Man. Nyx encourages, Cor guides.

Cor is petting Gladio on the head every time he’s pining or moping about being unable to ask Iggy out.

Cor is Practice Dummy for Gladio’s attempts at how to confess.

It didn’t work lol

Gladio told Cor about his crush. IGNIS TOLD COR about HIS crush. COR KNEW ABOUT IT BEING A MUTUAL THING. BUT DID HE SAY SOMETHING. DID HE FUCKING. SAY SOMETHING.

NO. COR LEONIS DIDN’T SAY A FUCKING THING.

“Wait you knew all along? Why didn’t you tell any of us!? It would have made it much easier, we’d have known it was mutual and we’d have confessed earlier.”

“…it wasn’t my secret to tell.”

COR >:|

Cor is the most supportive uncle you’ll ever find. From afar. Very quietly.

Cor is there to support Clarus too when Clarus becomes a Lost Papa on the matter. Doesn’t understand much as Cor doesn’t have a similiar experience, but a buddy can always listen.

Cor is there to support Ignis when he becomes a little insecure as to if it’s alright to be dating someone from the second most important family of all Lucis and maybe Eos.

Cor is there to support Gladio when he becomes a little insecure as to whether or not he’s being a good partner as he thinks Ignis deserves because it never feels like he’s doing enough.

Always having his mug of coffee with him, of course.

Ignis’ parents are forcing him into extra training time?

Oh my what a shame I have no extra space for that….bUT YOU CAN ALWAYS COME INTO MY SIX PM TRAINING WITH ANOTHER MATE BUT I DON’T THINK YOU’LL HAVE TROUBLES WITH SHARING RIGHT?

Ignis himself is overdosing on work and refuses to listen even to Gladio.

Cor is KNOCKING HIM OUT. ACCIDENTALLY. DURING TRAINING. A C C I D E N T A L L Y.

Ignis is nervous about dinner with the Amicitia.

Cor secretly made sure to put Clarus in a really good mood before work shift was over.

“I’m sad. I have watch on the main hall at five, so it won’t be over in a good couple hours, and Iggy finally had some free time today…”

Cor is fucKING SNATCHING THAT WATCH. NO ONE IS PAYING HIM FOR THESE EXTRA HOURS BUT DOES HE FUCKING CARE. 

NO

Boys went out late at night and were home pretty late. Clarus was angry.

“They were at my place. Sorry I didn’t tell you.”

Cor :0

it fine they young let them live 

who would have thought that under that stoic face there was such a nice devil, Cor

Cor is always number one person they go to when they want to share some Gladnis thing in conversation. It’s just so easy to talk with him, he has no expressions and doesn’t answer, it’s like talking to a lamppost.

He does give advice or comfort if needed, though.

Cor always comes up with holidays plans or discounts for the two.

“Do you look up holidays for two on your spare time just to tell us?”

“…they pop up randomly in my computer.”

Cor you don’t use your computer.

Cor is a bit too honest. Doesn’t mean any harm, he’s jsut being honest.

“You don’t want to kiss Gladio today. He’s stinky.”

COR 

Cor dealing with Gladnis in the everyday

“Ok, we’re in for our sparring session today, we-”

“Cor can I go smooch Iggy? He’s over there at the window :3″

“…”

“…”

“No. Defeat me and you can”

“D:”

“Ok, today’s session-”

“*Ignis’ sad puppy eyes*”

“-is cancelled, I heard Gladiolus is at the fifth floor, go look for him and say hello for me.”

he’s not giving preferences lmao he just has to train Gladio but couldn’t resist Ignis’ unintentional sad puppy eyes. WHO IN THIS WORLD CAN.

Cor is answering for them to the media.

“Mister Gladiolus, is it true you and Ignis Scientia are dating?”

“No, we’re not.”

“No, I was asking-”

“I’m not.”

“…I was-”

“No.”

Cor sees the struggle they go through with the media and Noct jumping in to save them and thinks it’s very noble so let’s give the boy a break, and be the shield ourselves.

Cor is now bodyguard for the Gladnis in public.

“Mister Amicitia!”

“Yes?”

“No, I mean Mister Amici”

“Y e s ?”

Media tries to go to Ignis

“…m…mister…Scienti-”

Cor’s popping out of nowhere with his dead face like

“Y E S?”

Cor’s using the Gladnis to encourage them to train harder.

“If you want to save him you have to defeat me.”

“COR, NO, WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT, THAT’S NOT HOW- NO”

“And I’m not having mercy on you, hm”

“BUT WHY WOULD YOU PUT GLADIOLUS IN A CAGE, HE’S NOT EVEN CONSCIOUS”

Ignis is tied to the ceiling somehow

“COR NO”

“Get through me and he’ll be safe”

“COR THIS IS NOT PEDAGOGIC.”

They won only once. Because Ignis broke out of the cage. and maybe they had Nyx help. And maybe Cor was blindfolded.

He’s the Legend, you can’t just win against Cor like it’s nothing.

Uncle Cor picked Gladio’s wedding suit. 

Uncle Cor will be the most hysterical loving grand uncle but we’re not there yet akldsjf

Uncle Cor good boi he approves and likes yes yes

Iris

NOW HERE IS THE TEA.

S I S T E R  I N  L A W   I R I S

Iris the Adorable and Equally Frightening. Iris the Badass. Iris the kiddo. AS HER ROLE IN GLADNIS.

Iris was like nine or ten when Gladnis became official.

You know fanboy #1 and fanboy #2. BUT THIS IS FANGIRL #1 BABY GIRL IRIS IS ABSOLUTELY HYSTERICAL FOR GLADNIS.

Iris likes Ignis and has always done. She once asked Santa Crys that Clarus adopted Ignis because he’s just such a good Big Bro.

Iris did genuinely asked Clarus once to adopt Ignis and sell Gladio at the market. 

She loves Gladdy wholeheartedly, it’s just Sibling Stuff.

Ignis has always been good to Iris since even before he and Gladio were a thing, and it’s always been genuine, not just that “get the little sibling love to have easier access” thing. 

Ignis and Iris even spend time alone without Gladio.

Ignis has gone to pick Iris up from school.

Ignis has given Iris his jackets if it’s cold or raining.

Ignis has cooked for Iris a million times.

Ignis has been her confidant for YEARS for things she feels too shy to share with anyone else, even Gladio.

Why do I feel I’ve already written Ignis-Iris headcanons and these exact same? 

Ignis constantly lets Iris use him as model for make-up or nails or hair.

Iris constantly sews plushies for him. Ignis has a whole shelf full of little and big plushies he’s been gifted.

Iris will go to Ignis if she sees him and try to drag him home since she was like seven.

Ignis nearby? Yes, papa, we’re taking him home. What do you mean no? I will feed him and make a bed for him in the living room.

Iris, he’s not a pet aksjdf

Iris and Ignis have their own little bubble and Gladio’s not allowed in, I’m sorry

There they are the two dorks. They’re talking. They’re talking about SOMETHING. What is it? What is it? YOU WILL NEVER KNOW. WHY THEY ARE GIGGLING, YOU WILL NEVER KNOW.

Iris spoke so much and for so long about Clarus adopting Ignis that Gladio was a bit scared of how she would manage the news of them in a relationship because that would cut the option of adopting him.

Iris took it surprisingly well.

A bit too well.

Iris screeched.

Iris jumped out her window. 

Her room is on the second floor.

It’s fine, she’s trained since little because the little shit could never sit still and Cor had to do something to at LEAST teach her to land since age 5 because the gods know this child needs to know how to land.

Iris ran around the house for an hour before she got tired and collapsed in the grass, and even there she kept flailing and screeching.

Clarus arrived home to Gladio calmly watching TV eating ice-cream while a nine year old Iris was sprawled on a side of the house like her sould abandoned her.

Iris is a Prompto equivalent of The Asker.

“HOW WAS IT. WHO TOLD WHO. WHERE DID YOU GO. HOW MANY DATES HAVE YOU HAD. HAVE YOU ALREADY KISS. WHY HADN’T YOU TOLD ME BEFORE. WILL YOU MARRY HIM. GLADDY TELL ME MORE.”

Someone is knocking on Gladio’s door at two a.m.

“Gladio have you told him you love him.”

Gladio closed the door in her face.

Iris never stopped trying to drag Ignis home even when she was already 15.

There she is, calmly going, grabbing Ignis’ wrist, and saying nothing while heading to Clarus’ car.

Family dinner at the Amicitia, nothing is going on, nothing relevant has happened for months, everyone is quiet and

*LOUD FIST SMASH ON THE TABLE*

“YOU HAVE TO MARRY HIM OR I’LL BE SO FREAKING ANGRY, GODS DAMMIT”

The happiest motherfucking day in Iris’ life was when Ignis called at her door, sat down on her floor, and said “Would you be so kind as to teach me to make a moogle plush toy myself? I’d love to make one for Gladio.”

Iris taught both Gladio and Ignis to sew moogle plushes AND SHE WAS SO HYSTERICALLY FREAKING C LO S E TO TELL EACHE OTHER “HE’S MAKING ONE FOR YOU TOO OMG THE COINCIDENCE, WHAT WERE THE ODDS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

Iris is fan #1 of Prompto’s Gladnis photos and is always asking him to show her.

Iris gets some of those photos framed. She’s not even gifting them to them, she’s just putting them at the livign room because LOOK AT THIS HAPPY FAMILY, THAT’S MY BROTHER IN LAW AND MY BROTHER AREN’T THEY THE MOST BADASS ADORABLE COUPLE IN THE WORLD AREN’THEYGODDAMMIT!!?!??!

Gladio is annoying Iris on purpose.

“Gladdy, I’m gonna have Iggy kick your ass.”

Ignis is very much ready to kick Gladio’s ass if Iris asks him for it.

Iris likes to cause little harmless misunderstandings between the two just for the sake of it.

“?? Ignis? I thought I’d bring the tools.”

“?? No, I was told I’d bring the tools? What are we cooking if no one brought the food?”

Iris is containing the laugh from the living room. 

“Hey, I thought I’d forgotten my scarf here?”

“No, you took it home with-”

“…”

“…”

“Iris.”

“IT WASN’T ME, WHY DO YOU THINK EVERY TIME IGNIS COMES HOME LOOKING FOR SOMETHING AND DOESN’T FIND IT IT’S ME WHO TOLD HIM THAT JUST TO HAVE HIM COME OVER? PFFT.”

Iris sometimes gets gifts to give to Gladio so HE can give them to Ignis

“Iris, I already give him a bunch”

“IT’S NOT ENOUGH GLADDY”

Iris alongside with Prom is always trying to get them nice, romantic dates. Cheesy sometimes. Overly cheesy sometimes. 

There you see the whole scenery Prommy and Iris put up together in a garden, a tiny table and cushions for a comfy date, in a little silk-drapes tent decored with lights, candles, and a couple flowers.

“Iris we just wanted to watch dumb cartoons”

“SHUT UP THIS IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ROMANTIC”

Not like Iggy and Gladio are complaining but omg the EFFORT

You know what sorta sister in law Iris is?

Gladio and Ignis are having a private conversation at the garden.

“Would you like to stay for dinner?”

Iris from somewhere in the universe

“WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER”

Honestly how badass is Iris here, you pick on her, she brings forth her TWO BIG GUARDIAN BROTHERS 

Iris be. Cutest most troublesome most supportive sister in law since she’s a kid, ok? SHE’S MORE INTO GLADNIS THAN GLADNIS THEMSELVES.

AND THERE YA GO AKLSDJFGKLHJAD 

Aaaaaah man, this took quite longer than I expected, but was it worth it! I had lots of fun with it, and I hope you enjoyed it too? I REALLY HOPE SO BECAUSE THIS IS FOR YOU ALSKJDFDLGKJ

Also, I hope the midterm thing went okie!! Sending you lots of happy raccoonie thoughts for school to be gentle and go FANTASTIC! ( ´ ▽ ` )

Thanks for the ask and LOTSA MAGIC YAYS FOR YOU! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

[lostonrevenge]

Siren   (Part 2)

part 1

Summary: With Ursula’s necklace broken, Uma feels the sweet allure of fate when a siren is thrown into the Isle of the Lost – their tears one of the few resources able to restore the power of the necklace. Though pirates and sirens were never meant to mix. Can Uma fix her mistake before it’s too late?

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“You can leave us now, Harry” Uma says after Harry places Adamaris down on the bed.

He nods to his captain before exiting and closing the door behind him.

After watching him leave Uma turns to the siren sitting on her mattress, “should find you some clothes, aye?”

Adamaris smiles shily at her before she turns away to rummage through her draws. After throwing a few clothes that she finds onto the bed Uma bussies herself at her desk arranging things to give Adamaris some privacy.

Uma looks up from her desk at the thwacking sound of Harry’s coat falling to the floor. She scoffs lightly to herself, seeing Adamaris fiddling with the collar of the shirt.

“It folds down like this, see” she says as she fixes it for her, folding the collar down so it lies flat across her shoulders. “You can wear it sticking up, but that isn’t the look most people go for.”

“I like it this way” Adamaris says shily, bringing her fingers up to tap against the folded collar.

Uma smiles warmly at her, choosing not to bring up that she knows this is the first time she’s worn clothes. So instead she settles for getting down to business. Drawing in a sigh she turns away to pull a chair up to the bed.

“What was your name again?” she asks despite already knowing it, figuring it would be a good icebreaker.

“Adamaris” the siren says turning toward her and swinging her legs up onto the bed, folding them at her side as if they were still connected in a tail.

“I’m gonna call you Maris for short – you cool with that?” Uma checks to which she nods and Uma nods back.

With that out of the way, Uma leans further back in her chair. “What are you doing here?” she gets down to business.

The way she said it wasn’t unfriendly but Adamaris seems slightly taken aback at her forwardness and takes a few seconds to answer. “It’s a bit of a long story.”

“I’ve got time for a long story” Uma changes her tactic to being more approachable.

“I come from the rivers that flow down from Mount Olympus and into the Sea of Ariel” if Adamaris didn’t know any better, she would comment on the dark look that crossed Uma’s face at the name. “Where the river mouth meets the sea is a breeding ground for my pod. We’re mostly left alone until people come looking for tears to harvest.”

“You know what for?” Uma asks.

She shakes her head. “You hear rumours that it’s to maintain the barrier or the Queen needs them for potions to stay youthful – but it’s fairly obvious people have realised they can be traded. Most of us don’t care because it doesn’t mean much for us to shed a tear for someone.”

“You think different?” Uma guesses by the tone of her voice.

“Of course, I think different” Adamaris says gaining confidence and beginning to speak more powerfully. “Why should someone benefit more than me over something I give them?”

Uma nods as she continues.

“Even the little ones – my younger brothers and sisters are forced into it. They don’t have the resistance that some of us older ones have.”

“So, it’s not just you who disagrees?”

“There’s me and a few others…” Adamaris’ voice fades out for a second as a saddening look passes across her face. “Until the Palace guards come along.”

“The Palace is in on this?”

“They were the ones who started it and everyone else followed their example. They’re ruthless if you don’t comply. Managed to crack everyone but me.”

“You’ve never shed a tear?” Uma suddenly sits straight in her chair, her eyes going wide.

“No, I haven’t, no… So, I guess they saw no use for me and threw me in here.”

Uma chews on her lips for a moment before it spreads into a smile. “I like you” she says suddenly.

Adamaris looks up from the floor where she had been staring, her brow furrowed in confusion.

“Anyone who goes against the Palace like that has a place on my ship” Uma explains, standing up and nodding her head to the door. “Come on, I’ll show you round.”

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It had been a couple of days since then. In that time Adamaris began to adjust to the workings of the crew. She started in the lowest ranks scrubbing the deck, but that suited her fine since she still wasn’t used to having legs. It was nice to be able to work while sitting down.

She’d also been introduced to the rest of the crew which currently mills around her as she sits with her legs hanging off the edge of the deck next Harry as a party goes on behind them.

“You’re the only pirate here, you know?” she tells him, her voice slightly raised over the sound of music and stamping feet.

“Not entirely true” he says. “Most of their parents are in my father’s crew.”

Adamaris scoffs and rolls her eyes. “They’re merchants and traders.”

“All right then” Harry laughs. “If you know so much, what about Uma and Gil?”

“Uma’s a Cecaelia and Gil’s a farmer.”

“She’ll appreciate you calling her that” Harry holds his mug of rum out to her before taking a swig, knowing how Uma hates being referred to as a Sea Witch like her mother. “And what’s to say that a Cecaelia can’t be a pirate?”

“Wrong species” she smirks at him.

“So, you couldn’t be one either?” he tilts his head to her.

“Not only could I not be one, I would never want to be one.”

“Why not?”

“We’re complete opposites, we’re supposed to hate each other” she reminds him with a smile.

“And do you hate me?” he smirks at her but before Adamaris can answer Uma’s voice calls out to Harry from behind them. He sighs deeply as he hauls himself up, “Captain’s orders.”

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After Harry had left Adamaris got bored quickly. There was no one for her to talk to since she really didn’t know anyone else well enough to strike up a conversation. So, after she finished her mug of rum, she put it down on a nearby table and headed off below decks.

As she was making her way to the bunk room her ears picked up on her name being mentioned from behind the door of the Captain’s quarters. On instinct she stopped in her tracks to back up and listen in.

“… I really need that tear from her. First tears are the most powerful. If there’s anything that can restore the power of my mother’s necklace and get us of this island that’ll be it” Uma was saying as she sits behind her desk and Adamaris freezes, understanding what the words are about. “Her first tear, Harry…”

Harry was in on this?

The rest of the conversation is lost to her ears as Adamaris spins on her heels and backtracks to the exit. No one seems to pay her any mind as she bursts through the door and pushes her way through the crowds on the deck to escape off the ship. With her feet on the dock she takes off through the alleys, any direction to get away from the wharf.

She remembers fellow sirens telling her about what it feels like to cry. She’d always thought that tears would be cold, being water and all, but they had said that your eyes grow hot and the tears burn as they spill out. Gasping in a breath, she bites down on her lip as she feels her eyes start to burn – she would not cry over this. A bunch of pirates who want to use her for their own benefit will never be glorified by making her shed her first tear.

It was that thought that filled her with rage and made her both blind and deaf to her surroundings. Moving through the dark alleyways she never thought twice about someone sneaking up on her until it was too late and something knocked her in the back of the head.

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Adamaris comes to amongst the sounds of crashing waves. It would be relaxing if it weren’t for tail submerged in a shallow rockpool with the edge digging into the small of her back, her hands tied above her head, and a patch of tape over her mouth.

A growl sounds from her throat even before she opens her eyes to see a pair of Palace guards sitting on rocks close by.

“Oh look, she’s awake” one of them mocks in a faux-happy voice.

The other guard looks up at him from sharpening his sword – a clear intimidation tactic. “Silly move you made there, walking about on your own.”

“We tracked you from the ship” the first guard adds. “Seemed like they’re having a grand old time.”

“You think you found some friends? Too bad they won’t miss you” the second guard gets up off his rock and goes over to a pile of supplies.

Adamaris hisses at the sight of him picking up an all too familiar vile. Both guards ignore her as the first steps closer so he crouches down at the edge of the small rockpool.

“You were stupid to think that pirates would accept you. No one will accept you” he spits at her. “Not even your family.”

Adamaris pulls in a shaky breath.

“They didn’t put up much of a fight when you got the boot.” The guard turn to the other, raising his voice in mock confusion, “did they fight at all? I don’t remember seeing them fight to keep her.”

The words from the other guard are lost as the memory surfaces of her being pulled from the water and having chains latched around her while her family did nothing. Neither of her parents protested – firm believers that the Palace was not to be questioned, even over matters involving family. None of her younger brothers and sisters, who she had helped raise and look after, made a sound as she was dragged away. Not a tear was on any of their faces. They would cry because they were told to, but they wouldn’t cry for her.

She learns that tears can fall quickly as her eyes burn without any way to stop them. Before she knows it, the guard has the vile roughly pressed against her cheek, her first tear falling inside.

“That wasn’t so hard was it?” the guard mocks, capping the vile. “If only you had given us that back in Auradon. That way you could have stayed there instead of spending the rest of your days rotting on this island.”

Little did he know that it didn’t matter where she went because no one anywhere wanted her unless it was for what she could give them.

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Rumours were always circulating around the Isle so it had been pretty easy to pick up on the whisperings of two Palace guards dragging a girl down to the caves by the shoreline, once they had found that their siren was missing. The trick was pinpointing which one.

A mix of sand and rocks crunch under Harry’s boots as he searches along the shoreline. In the limited light he can just make out the glint of Gil’s sword on his belt, and the blue of Uma’s hair further along the beach. He knows she’s furious at herself for being so careless - they both are. They should have known to keep better tabs on her when she’s wanted by many for a valuable resource.

He sighs deeply, contemplating searching somewhere else further down but when his breath stops, he hears the sound of an old sea shanty being sung close by. Pausing for a second, he blinks wondering if he’s imagining it but the sound is unmistakable and he turns away from it in favour of retrieving back up.

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It was immediately clear that the guards never planned to untie her. Though they had the mercy to pull the tape from her mouth, even if it was in the most aggressive way possible. It would have been a stupid decision if Adamaris wanted to put a spell over them, but she doesn’t. For that to work she would need to make them desire her and that is something that she doesn’t want to enact.

Though with nothing else to do she begins to sing.

“The King and his men stole the Queen from her bed”

Legends show the singing of sirens can carry over large distances and can be heard over winds and tides.

“and bound her in her bones the seas be ours and by the powers where we will we'll roam”

Knowing this, if she’s lucky someone will hear her.

Going into battle often in their trio, makes moments like this ridiculously easy. Reaching the cave entrance, without a word they all know Uma will take the guard on the left, Harry will take the one on the right and Gil will guard the exit in case any of them try to escape.

Uma nods as the signal to her boys before her and Harry stride forward, all three raising their swords in the air.

“Yo ho, all hands Hoist the colours high”

Sounds of clashing swords echo from the cave walls, almost drowning out the last lines of singing.

“Heave ho, thieves and beggars Never shall we die.”

On the last lyric the final guard crumples into a heap at the Captain’s feet. With the battle over the three standing make their way to rockpool.

“You okay” Uma asks as she sheaths her sword.

“Like you care” Adamaris glares at her with a voice dripping in venom.

“What are you talking about?” Uma furrows her brow.

“You pretended to be my friend, but I know now that that” – she nods to tear in the vile Uma now holds - “is all you wanted from me.”

Uma looks down at the small vile in her hand.

“So, take it!” Adamaris yells. “You have what you want! Just leave me here like the rest of your kind would do to me.”

Uma is silent for a long while and if Adamaris had looked closer, she would have seen confliction in her eyes.

“I actually thought we could have been friends, you know?” Adamaris says quietly. “It felt nice to have people want me around for just me and not what I could give them. I was wrong.”

“No, you weren’t” Uma denies before she crushes the vile in her fist. Ignoring the sting of the glass drawing blood from her hand, she shakes away the shards dropping the broken pieces to the floor.

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The ship gently rocks beneath her as Adamaris hangs her legs off the edge. The sky is dark around her and the deck is quiet, the party long been packed away. In the distance she watches the lights of Auradon sparkling through the gaps in the mist as the wind blows it about.

At the sound of boots behind her she quickly wipes away a tear as Uma moves to sit next to her.

“At least let me know when your going to cry. They may not be your first tears but they’re still a valuable resource.”

Adamaris scoffs and her face breaks into a watery smile.

“You miss it don’t you?” Uma’s tone turns sympathetic.

“Hmm” Adamaris hums, “it’s still my home.”

“I never really thought how hard it must be for you to have everything there and now nothing here” Uma tells her.

She shakes her head. “Apart from freedom, you’ve given me more than I ever had over there.”

“We’ll give you that too.”

Adamaris looks over to her new Captain in confusion, not really sure what she’s meaning.

“Freedom” Uma nods over to Auradon. “We’ll get you back there… That’s a promise.”

[devillainsarchive]

fkingdom - mr robot verse [ mild spoilers for mr robot ]

verse tag - my new modern verse. please let it be known even if your character is mentioned that does not mean in anyway do you have to adhere to the role OR follow things exactly. Mr. Robot has alot of death and I am not going to force that on any characters.

Carlos Oscar de Vil, son of Cruella de Vil, though he rather you not know that. You can search her on the internet and get article upon article, picture upon picture. But the only mention you will find of him is his name on her wikipedia page. Most of that is thanks to Carlos himself, but also his mother wishes she didn’t exist. Carlos keeps his presence online small, that’s what happens when you are a hacker, you don’t trust anyone.

Carlos’ childhood was far from normal, Cruella’s abuse however was something he saw as normal. He wasn’t normal. With a brain too big, an absent father, and an ever present cousin named Diego, its hard to have a normal childhood. Evie helped, and later Mal helped to. Two childhood friends. They made school normal, well they tried to. All three of them were affected by Auradon Group, a conglomerate that is everywhere, and has their fingers in every pie. Run by Adam, or as he is known the Beast, the company is ruthless, and covered up a cancer scandal that killed Diego, Evie’s dad, and someone in Mal’s family too. 

Carlos and Diego were close. He was like a dad. He opened a computer business, it was small but effective when he got sick and was fired from Auradon group. He took Carlos to see movies. He also “pushed” Carlos out a window. But asking Carlos to really remember any of these events is not something that is successful. He forgets things. He forgot Mal for example.

Its been a few years since high school though. Its all forgotten, he made himself forget. But that’s fine. He’s in therapy now because he got angry and broke things at a server farm at his lost job. His therapist is a bit stupid, but she can’t help it, she’s more like a fairy godmother than a therapist though. She’s got her own problems, be conned by a guy cheating on his wife for example. She doesn’t help much though, he still sees people, one in particular. He still does drugs. He still feels alone.

His current job is at Cyber Heroes was gotten for him by Evie who was a manager he was just a tech. Cyber Heroes has a big client, Auradon Group. Carlos is one of the techs on the case. Doug, Evie’s boyfriend who has an unhealthy obsession with Josh Groban, and is a bit stupid if you ask Carlos, also works at Cyber Heroes. He wants them to be friends, Carlos is fine with them not being friends. Among the leaders in Auradon group included Chad, he wants to be CTO, chief technology officer. He’s close, but a bit aggressive in what he wants.

A hack happens on the servers that Cyber Heroes are supposed to protect for Auradon Group. Yen Sid the CEO of Cyber Heroes has Evie call in Carlos. They can’t fix the problem on sight so they go to the server farm. Carlos finds the source of the hack, but its odd. The signature is fKingdom. He wants to delete but he can’t. He reroutes the server so only he can access and monitor it. Everything is fine, and he must find out what fKingdom is. He finds as much as he can, but there isn’t much. There isn’t much until Mr. Robot shows up, and has Carlos follow him.

fKingdom is a hacker group, one of the best in the USA. The best because of who they have doing the work. Mal, Harry and Jace Badun (cousins not brothers), Freddie Facilier, Anthony Tremaine, Mr. Robot, and him if he can be convinced. Mr. Robot tells him some key information, things to add into what he already knows to take Beast down. He reluctantly agrees.

He puts together a new packet with the Beast info. When the meeting about the hack happens, and Beast tells Evie to leave because she is not up to speed, Carlos decides to take him down, instead of turn fKingdom in. He still sees people following him, so he goes to his next door neighbor Jane, he doesn’t like to think of her as his drug dealer, but she is. She’s really nice, he likes her. He’ll take her to a party later, they’ll go on dates, and be boyfriend and girlfriend. And then he ruined it because her drug dealer Hades, is an absolute ass. He ruined it, and he has to forget Jane.

He confronts his therapists boyfriend, and steals his dog Dude. Dude is not well trained at all. The thing to know about Carlos he doesn’t want to hurt people and the more he digs into fKingdom, the more that happens, he knows that is going to happen. Mal calls him a dumbass about it.

Chad wants Carlos at Auradon Group, Carlos can’t do it. He asks if he can think about it because that’s better than a no. He cannot join the evil guy. It doesn’t work like that. Chad is still trying to get the CTO position, he and his girlfriend Audrey plan something together. They will figure something out, and will do whatever it takes. To bad it doesn’t work the best and Chad is implicated and then he disappears.

fKingdom in the meantime is working on a big hack, a hack to end Auradon Group for good. Carlos has to enter The Moors, the most secure and well equipped data protection center in the world. He gets in through manipulation of a few employees, help from Mr. Robot, and his alias Smith Close. Its tense and Carlos nearly fails. The hack happens and things start happening, but they also start to go downhill. Anthony is found dead, and his mother Lady Tremaine, who is in the process of moving doesn’t realize her packing material leads the FBI and agent Li Lonnie to nearly discovering fKingdom. Thankfully Lonnie, rules out Anthony’s cousin Dizzy from any fowl play. Carlos prefers it that way. Dizzy is innocent in all this.

The Lost Revenge, a remote Hacker Group who has been helping fKingdom the whole time through the help of Mal’s boyfriend Ben. They are stirring. More importantly their leader, a government official named Uma to the public, but Pirate Queen in the hacker circles, is moving. With the help of her trusty second hand Gil, they make moves publicly to help potentially save Auradon Group, with their government’s interests in mind.

Carlos is not doing well, he remembers Mal, after an event he rather not. He also remembers Diego, and realizes its Diego he’s been seeing which makes no sense because Diego is dead. Dude eats a computer part, which leads to Carlos getting arrested. After all Dude is micro-chipped.

Jail is hard for Carlos. There are so many things going on. He meets Jay, who is actually working for the Pirate Queen, but is deep under cover, and the two form a bond. Its a strange bond but Jay has Carlos’ back. The warden Facilier, no relation to Freddie, Carlos made sure, has Carlos do some hacking for him. Not the good kind of hacking. The kind of hacking that Carlos does not want to do and it nearly gets him killed among other things.

Meanwhile Evie is working on using the released information from Beast to renew the law suit that they failed years ago because of such a big cover up. She goes to Maleficent, or that’s what everyone calls her, its a lovely last name, one of the best defense lawyers in the business who worked on the case before. They come up with a plan. A plan which Evie tries to move forward on her own. She does so by getting a job at Auradon Group. But things are happening even if they are not how everything is supposed to go.

Carlos has not heard from Chad since the night of the big hack, and it worries him. Audrey hasn’t either, and when Carlos tries to confront her it backfires a bit. But she is dealing with her own problems, namely problems that Chad left behind but it will all work out. Thankfully she still has funds, she was one of the few that actually does.

Mal covers for Carlos being gone. And continues on fKingdom’s plans. The first is to uproot Leah, the head of legal at Auradon Group. Its done with ease. The next is to make a fool of Auradon Group which they do. After all chief officer burning 500k in the streets makes a statement. A statement that is reiterated on live TV, with a situation Evie will likely never get over.

Uma gets Jay, and her clean up guy Harry to get Carlos out of jail. But she has so much more work to do. So much more work, and so little time. She only cares about Carlos. So she sends Gil and Jay to clean up the rest of the mess of fKingdom. Harry and Jace are gone in a flash, and Freddie is framed. Their families hate Carlos. But Carlos wants to make it right, Freddie had a sister though, Celia. And she puts things into perspective for Carlos, they go from hating each other, to not hating each other in the course of a very hard day. She stops Carlos from making bad decisions.

Things begin to steam role the FBI is onto them. Lonnie meets Mal and takes her in. Yen Sid has an unfortunate ending after threatening to turn Carlos in for the hack, even though he doesn’t remember much of it. And Carlos accepts that he has dissociative identity disorder. His therapist asks to meet Mr. Robot, or Diego, and he says its a bad idea. It very much is, but Diego meets her anyways.

Harry has to clean up so many messes, including one at the FBI which puts Lonnie in a new and difficult position, and everyone pisses him off because of it. Mal has Leah meet her unfortunate end, and the list goes on. Hades comes back too.

Let it be known this is not a tale of happily every afters, those were the price for saying Fuck the Kingdom.

[devillain]

verse: mr robot : fuck the kingdom [ mild spoilers for mr robot ]

verse tag - my new modern verse. please let it be known even if your character is mentioned that does not mean in anyway do you have to adhere to the role OR follow things exactly. Mr. Robot has alot of death and I am not going to force that on any characters.

Carlos Oscar de Vil, son of Cruella de Vil, though he rather you not know that. You can search her on the internet and get article upon article, picture upon picture. But the only mention you will find of him is his name on her wikipedia page. Most of that is thanks to Carlos himself, but also his mother wishes she didn’t exist. Carlos keeps his presence online small, that’s what happens when you are a hacker, you don’t trust anyone.

Carlos’ childhood was far from normal, Cruella’s abuse however was something he saw as normal. He wasn’t normal. With a brain too big, an absent father, and an ever present cousin named Diego, its hard to have a normal childhood. Evie helped, and later Mal helped to. Two childhood friends. They made school normal, well they tried to. All three of them were affected by Auradon Group, a conglomerate that is everywhere, and has their fingers in every pie. Run by Adam, or as he is known the Beast, the company is ruthless, and covered up a cancer scandal that killed Diego, Evie’s dad, and someone in Mal’s family too.

Carlos and Diego were close. He was like a dad. He opened a computer business, it was small but effective when he got sick and was fired from Auradon group. He took Carlos to see movies. He also “pushed” Carlos out a window. But asking Carlos to really remember any of these events is not something that is successful. He forgets things. He forgot Mal for example.

Its been a few years since high school though. Its all forgotten, he made himself forget. But that’s fine. He’s in therapy now because he got angry and broke things at a server farm at his lost job. His therapist is a bit stupid, but she can’t help it, she’s more like a fairy godmother than a therapist though. She’s got her own problems, be conned by a guy cheating on his wife for example. She doesn’t help much though, he still sees people, one in particular. He still does drugs. He still feels alone.

His current job is at Cyber Heroes was gotten for him by Evie who was a manager he was just a tech. Cyber Heroes has a big client, Auradon Group. Carlos is one of the techs on the case. Doug, Evie’s boyfriend who has an unhealthy obsession with Josh Groban, and is a bit stupid if you ask Carlos, also works at Cyber Heroes. He wants them to be friends, Carlos is fine with them not being friends. Among the leaders in Auradon group included Chad, he wants to be CTO, chief technology officer. He’s close, but a bit aggressive in what he wants.

A hack happens on the servers that Cyber Heroes are supposed to protect for Auradon Group. Yen Sid the CEO of Cyber Heroes has Evie call in Carlos. They can’t fix the problem on sight so they go to the server farm. Carlos finds the source of the hack, but its odd. The signature is fKingdom. He wants to delete but he can’t. He reroutes the server so only he can access and monitor it. Everything is fine, and he must find out what fKingdom is. He finds as much as he can, but there isn’t much. There isn’t much until Mr. Robot shows up, and has Carlos follow him.

fKingdom is a hacker group, one of the best in the USA. The best because of who they have doing the work. Mal, Harry and Jace Badun (cousins not brothers), Freddie Facilier, Anthony Tremaine, Mr. Robot, and him if he can be convinced. Mr. Robot tells him some key information, things to add into what he already knows to take Beast down. He reluctantly agrees.

He puts together a new packet with the Beast info. When the meeting about the hack happens, and Beast tells Evie to leave because she is not up to speed, Carlos decides to take him down, instead of turn fKingdom in. He still sees people following him, so he goes to his next door neighbor Jane, he doesn’t like to think of her as his drug dealer, but she is. She’s really nice, he likes her. He’ll take her to a party later, they’ll go on dates, and be boyfriend and girlfriend. And then he ruined it because her drug dealer Hades, is an absolute ass. He ruined it, and he has to forget Jane.

He confronts his therapists boyfriend, and steals his dog Dude. Dude is not well trained at all. The thing to know about Carlos he doesn’t want to hurt people and the more he digs into fKingdom, the more that happens, he knows that is going to happen. Mal calls him a dumbass about it.

Chad wants Carlos at Auradon Group, Carlos can’t do it. He asks if he can think about it because that’s better than a no. He cannot join the evil guy. It doesn’t work like that. Chad is still trying to get the CTO position, he and his girlfriend Audrey plan something together. They will figure something out, and will do whatever it takes. To bad it doesn’t work the best and Chad is implicated and then he disappears.

fKingdom in the meantime is working on a big hack, a hack to end Auradon Group for good. Carlos has to enter The Moors, the most secure and well equipped data protection center in the world. He gets in through manipulation of a few employees, help from Mr. Robot, and his alias Smith Close. Its tense and Carlos nearly fails. The hack happens and things start happening, but they also start to go downhill. Anthony is found dead, and his mother Lady Tremaine, who is in the process of moving doesn’t realize her packing material leads the FBI and agent Li Lonnie to nearly discovering fKingdom. Thankfully Lonnie, rules out Anthony’s cousin Dizzy from any fowl play. Carlos prefers it that way. Dizzy is innocent in all this.

The Lost Revenge, a remote Hacker Group who has been helping fKingdom the whole time through the help of Mal’s boyfriend Ben. They are stirring. More importantly their leader, a government official named Uma to the public, but Pirate Queen in the hacker circles, is moving. With the help of her trusty second hand Gil, they make moves publicly to help potentially save Auradon Group, with their government’s interests in mind.

Carlos is not doing well, he remembers Mal, after an event he rather not. He also remembers Diego, and realizes its Diego he’s been seeing which makes no sense because Diego is dead. Dude eats a computer part, which leads to Carlos getting arrested. After all Dude is micro-chipped.

Jail is hard for Carlos. There are so many things going on. He meets Jay, who is actually working for the Pirate Queen, but is deep under cover, and the two form a bond. Its a strange bond but Jay has Carlos’ back. The warden Facilier, no relation to Freddie, Carlos made sure, has Carlos do some hacking for him. Not the good kind of hacking. The kind of hacking that Carlos does not want to do and it nearly gets him killed among other things.

Meanwhile Evie is working on using the released information from Beast to renew the law suit that they failed years ago because of such a big cover up. She goes to Maleficent, or that’s what everyone calls her, its a lovely last name, one of the best defense lawyers in the business who worked on the case before. They come up with a plan. A plan which Evie tries to move forward on her own. She does so by getting a job at Auradon Group. But things are happening even if they are not how everything is supposed to go.

Carlos has not heard from Chad since the night of the big hack, and it worries him. Audrey hasn’t either, and when Carlos tries to confront her it backfires a bit. But she is dealing with her own problems, namely problems that Chad left behind but it will all work out. Thankfully she still has funds, she was one of the few that actually does.

Mal covers for Carlos being gone. And continues on fKingdom’s plans. The first is to uproot Leah, the head of legal at Auradon Group. Its done with ease. The next is to make a fool of Auradon Group which they do. After all chief officer burning 500k in the streets makes a statement. A statement that is reiterated on live TV, with a situation Evie will likely never get over.

Uma gets Jay, and her clean up guy Harry to get Carlos out of jail. But she has so much more work to do. So much more work, and so little time. She only cares about Carlos. So she sends Gil and Jay to clean up the rest of the mess of fKingdom. Harry and Jace are gone in a flash, and Freddie is framed. Their families hate Carlos. But Carlos wants to make it right, Freddie had a sister though, Celia. And she puts things into perspective for Carlos, they go from hating each other, to not hating each other in the course of a very hard day. She stops Carlos from making bad decisions.

Things begin to steam role the FBI is onto them. Lonnie meets Mal and takes her in. Yen Sid has an unfortunate ending after threatening to turn Carlos in for the hack, even though he doesn’t remember much of it. And Carlos accepts that he has dissociative identity disorder. His therapist asks to meet Mr. Robot, or Diego, and he says its a bad idea. It very much is, but Diego meets her anyways.

Harry has to clean up so many messes, including one at the FBI which puts Lonnie in a new and difficult position, and everyone pisses him off because of it. Mal has Leah meet her unfortunate end, and the list goes on. Hades comes back too.

Let it be known this is not a tale of happily every afters, those were the price for saying Fuck the Kingdom.

[yoiotdfics]

Fic Rec List August 2017

The Complexities of Eros

FullBladderLemons (orphan_account)

Summary:

Yuuri has to pee and can’t get out of his Eros costume…Victor helps. That’s about it. Pre-relationship/pre-canon.

Red As Carnations

v_larr

Summary:

“You made flowers grow in my lungs, and although they are beautiful, I can’t breathe.” ~~Unknown

Pillow Case

Creep

Summary:

He checked that he has all his stuff and he was about to leave when his eyes caught the pillow on the bed. It still had the imprint of Yuri’s head. On impulse, Otabek grabbed the pillow and took the pillow case, putting it on his bag.

He left his room and wondered what the fuck he had just done

sweet citrus scented sin

Yasuo_Karada

Summary:

Yuuri’s first mistake was consulting Chris for advice.

Yuuri’s second mistake was clicking on the link that was sent his way.

His third mistake was allowing the ‘Well…’ to pop into his head, as if that was enough to justify things, and before he knew it he was packing up two grapefruits into the cart, tossing in some oranges and a handful of random other fruit to make it less conspicuous. Viktor didn’t even bat an eye at the checkout.

Promises, Promises

mousapelli

Summary:

They really shouldn’t, but that never stops Yuuri and Victor.

Bachelor Party

justrae2010

Summary:

It’s not every bachelor party that you’re treated to a strip tease from your fiancee.

set my heart on fire

FunnyLittleOwl

Summary:

In a world where a broken heart was a literal condition, it was unbelievable to think any owner could be so careless with their own beating organs.

Victor Nikiforov was.

So it wasn’t the least surprising when his Heart decided to take matters into its hands.

(Inspired by the short In a Hearbeat.)

Jokes

kiazareni

Summary:

“Beka,” he says his name again and plays with the longer strands of black hair, strokes his nails against the bristles of his undercut, “you’re the worst best friend ever. Pay attention to me!”

Based on the tumblr prompt: things you said when you thought I was asleep

St. Petersburg is for Layers

Perpetual Motion (perpetfic)

Summary:

Otabek vs. the Russian Winter goes exactly how you’d expect.

he took me to my knees (and now he’s got me prayin’)

orphan_account

Summary:

Viktor and Yuuri try out something new: cockwarming.

your warmth is home

DefiantDreams

Summary:

Viktor Nikiforov would give Katsuki Yuuri the world, whether he asks for it or not. He wants to love Yuuri, and this is simply just one of the ways he knows how.

aka:

Viktor the service sub, ft. cock warming

in which otabek is a (dog loving) criminal

sshibal

Summary:

“I can’t believe you were getting dicked and didn’t tell me,” JJ says when he catches Otabek sneaking out of Seung-gil’s hotel room.

Seung-gil kind of/sort of runs illegal dog cuddling sessions during competitions; Otabek is his unlikely partner in crime. Or three times Otabek introduced people to Seung-gil’s dog on accident and one time he does it on purpose.

But Sometimes Family Picks You (goodbyes)

FyreFaerie

Summary:

He hadn’t been stupid. He’d known that his grandfather was getting old and worked too much for his age. He just hadn’t been ready to say goodbye

Warning: Character death (I feel like the summary kind of explains it though…)

Social Network Cinderella

Lanerose

Summary:

Yuuri calls Phichit the morning after the Sochi Grand Prix Final to let him know that he has found (and lost?) his soulmate.

Phichit comes to the rescue the only way he knows how.

The Perils of Praises

WinterSky101

Summary:

Mari and Minako were Not To Be Trusted.

call me!

its_nochillforov

Summary:

There’s a beautiful stranger on Yuuri’s train so of course the only practical course of action is reading over this beautiful stranger’s shoulder. In Yuuri’s defense, it’s actually a really good book. And the stranger’s cologne smells really good.

And in that moment, Yuri realized: he fucked up.

SparkleMeow

Summary:

{{inspired by}}

“At the hospital:

*Viktor wakes up from an accident*

Viktor: Where’s Yuuri?

Yurio: Who do you think gave you this heart?

Viktor: *starts tearing up* no…

Yurio: JK he went to the bathroom”

Honey, Bee Mine

emeraldonyxdragon

Summary:

Inspired by a silly discord chat. Yuri loves going back to visit Gramps’ farm over the summer, but not so much when his indoor cat Potya decides she likes life outside better. After some fruitless chasing, Yuri decides that he might have to let Potya out more often if it means getting to talk to the young beekeeper next door. Also includes art!

[Art] Honey, Bee Mine - An Otayuri Beekeeper AU

thisiseclair

Boys & Their Toys

orphan_account

Summary:

“Yūri!” Phichit exclaims, picking up the phone on the third ring.

“What does it mean when your neighbor gives you a dildo?” Yūri asks without preamble.

On the other end of the line, he hears something that sounds like choking, followed by a series of violent coughs.

Idol Eyes

Sotakura

Summary:

Yuuri begins packing up his life in Japan, preparing for his upcoming journey to St. Petersburg.

Victor offers to help, but finds some surprises buried in Yuuri’s closet.

(or: Victor finds some hidden merch with his face on it.)

Intoxication

Zetal (Rodinia)

Summary:

After the short program in China, Chris goes out to dinner with a group of friends. Masumi, after spending months avoiding Chris, goes with them.

Katsuki “PDA Monster” Yuuri

Adrianners

Summary:

When he kissed Yuuri for the first time, Viktor assumed that would be the end of any public romantic gestures between them. Yuuri, however, had other plans.

Five times Viktor was surprised by Yuuri’s penchant for public displays of affection, and one time he wasn’t surprised at all.

Late-Night Drive-Thru

domokunrainbowkinz

Summary:

Victor gets hungry at 3 am and goes to McDonalds

Late-Night Drive-Thru (Cursed Version)

domokunrainbowkinz

Summary:

Victor gets hungry at 3am and goes to McDonalds. Yuuri is also hungry, and works at McDonalds. What happens next will blow your mind.

Mint Chocolate Chip

CrystalizedCherry

Summary:

Yuri’s never had ice cream before. Otabek remedies that.

Those Deadly Creatures

ilien

Summary:

Their human is moving in with Christophe. He should have warned them that Christophe lives with a monster.

As A Rule of Thumb

agroovymutation

Summary:

As a rule of thumb… good Catholic boys don’t try and summon demons. As a rule of thumb… 700 year old demons don’t entertain the summons of a 19 year old.

Otabek is a demon, summoned by good boy JJ.

burning in her firelight

TheCookieMonster77

Summary:

Sara likes dresses. She likes them vintage or off the runway, sleek or flowy. Mila’s seen the inside of Sara’s closet, bursting at its seams with endless colorful skirts and lacy necklines. Mila loves Sara in dresses, loves the way Sara loves herself in dresses, but never has Sara in a dress knocked the air out of Mila’s lungs like this.

Because this is Sara, wrapped up in a suit that’s all pinstripes and crisp lines.

“Surprise~”

two gay gals do some shopping

ItadakimASSu

Yuripaws

Summary:

Viktor has a special request involving sushi. Yuuri just rolls with it.

Ways to Love

Viktuurious (Sourwoif)

Summary:

Based on the writing prompt: “different ways to say I love you”

“Hey,” Yuuri returned, unaware of his interruption. He balanced two plates in his hands, smiling up at Viktor, “I got you some samosas and those shrimp wraps that you like.”

Viktor grinned and pressed a kiss to Yuuri’s temple.

“There’s more than one way to say it,” Viktor offered.

Yuri watched them, unsure how to respond. He settled with scoffing and walking off to find someone who made more sense.

call of the wild

thishasbeencary

Summary:

After his failure at the Grand Prix Final in Sochi, Yuuri goes home, but home isn’t back to Hasetsu. Home is the sea, where Yuuri lives as a siren, who feels as though he’s a failure to his family because he’s yet to place a successful Call on a mortal. It reaches Yuuri that Viktor Nikiforov has shown up in Hasetsu to coach Yuuri, and Yuuri doesn’t understand why, and doesn’t feel worthy. He’s not even human, but for some reason, Viktor has chosen to coach him. Nonetheless he goes back to shore.

For some strange reason, Viktor Nikiforov seems unbelievably attracted to Yuuri.

(Or: The canon divergent au where Yuuri is a siren.)

[rapid-apathy]

So, you wanna start FFXII...

For my dearest @montmartre-parapluie! Not a guide, there’s plenty of those, just a short cheat sheet on starting the game strong ❤️

I own the original game and none of this fancy repackaged PS4 cynical resale versions. But I think in general this should be the same, sans the forbidden treasure chests.

Chests not to touch: Chest across from Old Dalan’s house Chest in Royal Palace Chest in Repository Room of Nalbina Dungeon Chests on Phon Coast

Tomato Hunt Kill a few cactoids and wolves (one at a time! avoid groups of enemies for now) first, and you'll level up to level 2 just on that and get a few more precious HP. Off to the right are some cactoids and a chest and off to the left be careful, but there are wolves there for you. Make sure you kill the two or three wolves that are around the cliff the mark is on before initiating the fight, because once you get his HP down all the way, he'll jump off the cliff, and you gotta run down there and finish him off. Have at least 5 potions with you. If you need to go back and save or get more potions before fighting the mark, go for it! The higher your level, the better.

Don't worry about the dinosaur, he's a non-aggro'd enemy, he'll only attack if you attack him or there is magic cast near him. On that note however, best to keep a nice distance just in case, because he's like level 30 and will destroy you instantly. Return to town and buy Cure with the loot and reward money. Don't, however, waste what little precious cash you have in Rabanastre on armor or weapons. The good stuff is stolen and bought in Nalbina which you can access when you do the Giza Plains soon.

Giza - Sunstone quest Penelo will join you after you reach the village, which is very close to the entrance, so this will be a little easier. This is your first real chance to 1. level up a little, 2. get some cash, 3. steal some good shit. So do the stupid sunstone BS and then go through the Giza Plains, the only thing you gotta look out for is the big guys with swords, there's 2 of them in the SW area. YOU ARE NOT READY. Everything else you can handle quite easily. Penelo has Cure too in case you don't yet. You can buy a Broadsword from the Village, I recommend doing that as soon as you're able. There is a chance of getting a Rod in a chest in the Estersand, but if not, you gotta buy something like a pleb. Kill/steal repeat. Then go to the SE and exit into the Estersand, and start chaining those doggos.

Try to chain the wolves and you will get better drops, tons of potions, wind stones, and the mystic armor Pointy Hat and Silken Shirt. When you get Fran and Balthier, they will only have basic shit armor, so getting this stuff will be a huge help and you can sell whatever you don't need. Go all the way until you reach the South Bank Village. There is an orange save crystal, which you can use to go back to Rabanastre instead of walking if you wish, and a very important later on merchant (golden axe). Sell your loot and buy 3 immune poison rings, one for Vaan, Fran and Balthier. You will thank me for this later. Go out again, chain chain chain those doggos and then in the NE corner of the Yardang Labryinth area, there is an exit to Nalbina Fortress where you can essentially skip ahead a little bit as far as gear goes, and buy some higher level things than are available in Rabanastre. So by the time we are ready to go to the Palace, we look something like this:

Just one note, don't buy bronze armor, I say this because for one, the Kilimaweave Shirt you can buy in Nalbina is a point higher in defense and two, when you escape from the Palace through the waterway, you will be able to steal them from the flying demons. Then you should be able to armor up Fran and Balthier for free. Steal your way to success in this game! Always be stealin’. Before you return to Rabanastre though, be SURE to remove all of Penelo's gear. She will leave and not come back until you're like level 15+, so all that stuff will go to waste.

Go back to Old Pedo and initiate the next part of the game, buy Fire, you really will want this because there are Flan enemies in the waterway and the Barheim Passage and you will not be able to get it again until you exit those. Fran has Fire, but you really want at least 2 people with it. Protect is the other I recommend, the others? Don't waste your money yet.

Do not open the treasure chests in the palace. Personally I avoid all of them, just to be safe.

Escape So you have Fran and Balthier and then Ashe. Ashe takes care of herself right now, so she's nothing you have to worry about. She'll heal herself. Only if she gets killed, Blind or Poisoined do you need to attend to her. And you have gambits!!! finally god how annoying. Set Vaan to steal, let everyone else handle the fighting. This is another good area to do some leveling and loot collecting AND to knock out the Bestiary for this area because many of these enemies can be a serious bitch to spawn later, so its way easier now while they're so easily respawnable just by zoning in and out. There's two save crystal between the areas you need to run back and forth a few times through, the treasure chests also have a high respawn rate, so its a nice sweet grinding area. You should be able to steal Bronze Armor, Leather Helm, (rarely for me) Leather Shield. The chests under the little water fall will respawn as well, and they often contain shields or gil.

Escape part deux Getting out of prison. Remember do not touch any of the treasure chests in the repository room, just save and gtfo. All of the treasure chests in the dungeon will be knots of rust, which after you fight the three Seeq's are pretty useless, but you can throw them at imperials for funsies (I learned there is some formula in the game with dark matter damage later on that uses the knots of rust you've used to determine its strength, but its like.... fuck the knots of rust)

Escape.... still All I'll say about the Barheim passage is that if you want to complete the Bestiary and get some mad cash, let the power get below 50%, but I recommend doing this when you're near the end otherwise you're going to be constantly swarmed by enemies and it gets annoying. So kill all the mimics except the last one, then you can get the zombies and skull defenders. You'll have to back track a little, but there's a save crystal at the end before the boss fight you can use and there is one by the section where the zombies pop up. I don't think you can spawn them later on, so something to keep in mind. It'll also be a slight early advantage of getting loot from undead enemies. You will not be able to return to the Barheim for some time and without completing like 45 side quests for the stupid key, so up to you. When I did it this last time, I came out of the passage with 50,000 gil between loot and cash. Even I was surprised, lol. You're gonna need it! You're gonna not only need gear for 4 characters when you get to Bhujerba, you will need to buy a lot of gambits, there's Poach and Charge technicks to buy which you want asap, and more spells, not to mention any items, and grimores/monographs (look these up, you want them as soon as you can afford).

When you exit the passage, you can just go up to the Village and you can teleport back to Rabanastre, assuming you have a teleport stone which you should have at least a few by now, you can steal them from the bats a lot. But I tell you, do NOT do your shopping there!!! Wait!!! The very next thing you're going to do in game is fly to Bhujerba, and you can shop there with higher level stuff than is in Rabanastre.

You should have everything you need for Silent Shot which I use throughout the entire game, it's quite critical I'd say. You need 3 dark stones (undead enemies in the waterway and barheim), 3 fish scales (fishies in the waterway and the Nebra Banks in the Estersand), and 3 green liquid (flans in the barheim), and it will be from the Bazaar as Markman's Delight along with an upgraded gun.

Open the LP board up and get those Mist abilities ASAP. I've never used the Mist abilities, but they give you additional bars of MP. Balthier's are the easiest to get to all the fastest, some others are behind some pretty pricey squares.

And with that, you should have a pretty solid foundation to slay on. ❤️

And one more thing I'll mention, ok two, is the measure weapons and auto-leveling.

These have a purpose, if you have a character just stealing or casting, they have a super high evasion/low damage and on hit they will leave a positive buff. Which means if the character gets confused and hits themselves or another party member they won't wipe them out plus it gives them a status effect. It's also a good way to have access to Bravery long before you're able to buy the spell, just target who you want to buff and have them attack. So when Fran hits her hubby, it's with love.

Also guns, they always come up looking like shit on the stats, but they are a very powerful weapon. You can also put them on weaker characters since guns don’t use the users stats when calculating damage. Once all the augments and haste is in play, the gun fires MUCH quicker as well.

And related, is the auto-leveling section of this game, the Jellies in the Henne Mines. The guides are crazy overly complicated on this, and I don't know why, lol. Here's all you need:

You need to be level 20-ish? You could possibly do it lower, although you gotta have the ability and LP to purchase Charm, Break and Syphon. As long as the jellies are hitting you for no more than 10-20, you're good to go. You don't need any special gear really, but equipping everyone with a shield and either no weapon or a measure is the way to go. Having everyone equipped with a Golden Amulet (double LP, get 6, works equipped on inactive party members, so always leave inactives equipped) or Embroidered Tippet (double Exp, does not work on inactives, you only need 3) is recommended. You can get the Golden Amulet very early in the game by managing to get through with your life to the Mosphoran Highwaste from the Westersand after you leave the Barheim Passage. It's not too crazy, just be prepared to fleeeeee, it's worth it when you realize how much LP some of this shit needs.

You don't get Syphon until mid-game (buy from shop on transport ship), so you can use Charge, set it last so they aren't endlessly casting it though. Your gambits should look something like this:

Smelling Salts and Antidotes are needed as the jellies cast confuse and poison, Esuna for back up is good. Have all three players set to this, make sure your inactives have their golden amulets equipped, and set it and forget it for a few hours at least. I usually do this right before/after Archades in the game, or level 40-50-ish. The Cerobi Steppe is where you can steal the Embroidered Tippets from the kitties. Otherwise you gotta wait and buy them in Archades.

In closing, rob the shit out of these bitches, chain for mad drops, cap an ass or two with your blunderbuss. I hope your play this round is much more fun!!!!

[omgkatsudonplease]

If you're still doing the song lyric prompts: Golden Dandelions by Barns Courtney

more stranger things-esque au feat. the teens (like how the otabek&yurio arc is trying to hit the notes of mileven but not being precise, i want the viktor&yuuri arc to be a combination of stancy and jancy because i see elements of both in viktuuri so yea)

“I love documenting humanity,” declares Phichit from his seat next to Yuuri, pointing his camera in seemingly random directions. “People do such stupid things when they think others aren’t watching, you know? Really lets their inner self shine.”

“And you think you’re going to get a glimpse into Brody MacPherson’s inner self by photographing him spewing milk out his nose?” Yuuri wonders idly, peering over Phichit’s shoulder. 

“Not everyone is destined to be immortalised on film,” concedes Phichit, rolling his eyes, before lowering his camera. “Ooh, hottie at three o’ clock.”

Yuuri turns, just in time to see the silver head of Viktor Nikiforov approaching their table. He plasters on a smile, trying to quell the uneasy churning in his stomach.

“Hey,” says Viktor.

“Hey,” replies Yuuri, already feeling the inexorable blush creeping up his cheeks.

“Do you… do you have plans?” asks Viktor as he plops into the seat across from them. Yuuri blinks, looking at Viktor’s usual table at school, where all the other cool kids are sitting – Christophe Giacometti and Sara Crispino and Seung-gil Lee. Phichit raises an eyebrow as he looks between the two of them.

“Depends on who’s asking,” he says, as Yuuri quietly dies of mortification at his own tied-up tongue. 

“My friend Chris is having a party tonight because his parents are out of town,” replies Viktor, shooting Yuuri head-on with a disarming heart-shaped smile. “I’d love it if you came.”

Yuuri blinks back. “Can Phichit come?” he asks.

“The more, the merrier,” replies Viktor with a shrug, flashing a wink at Phichit. “What do you think?”

“It’s a school night,” blurts out Yuuri. His palms feel clammy. “Also, isn’t there a curfew because of Guang-Hong Ji?”

“Aren’t you going to be out anyway? Thought there was a basketball game tonight, Three Point Katsuki.” Viktor’s cheeks are bright pink, which is nothing even close to the scarlet Yuuri is certain his own cheeks are. “Duck out of the after-game diner rush? I’ll drive you.”

Yuuri’s mouth works uselessly for a moment, before sighing, smiling, and nodding. “Okay,” he agrees. “I’ll tell my sister.”

“Don’t tell her you’re going to a party,” Viktor says. “Tell her you’re coming over to… study. For Callahan’s test next Monday.”

Yuuri hates lying, but he has to admit, Viktor has a way of sparking the embers inside him into a bright, rebellious flame. 

When the bell rings, and Yuuri and Phichit are heading off to their next period, Phichit raises an eyebrow. 

“Studying, huh? One-on-one tutoring?”

Yuuri grimaces. “Shut up,” he mutters. Phichit nudges his shoulder as they stop in front of his locker; he quickly puts his books inside as well as his camera in its protective case. Yuuri leans up against the cold metal, admiring the different photographs Phichit has decorated the inside of his locker with. 

Phichit winks at him from his mirror. “He’s totally into you,” he says.

Yuuri’s throat clenches with a new kind of apprehension. “No, he’s not.”

“Really? He was all focused on you. I might as well have been a mannequin.”

“That’s not fair.”

Phichit rolls his eyes and then turns, leaning in closer to Yuuri before tossing a couple glances up and down the hall. “Listen, Yuuri. Christophe’s house is only a couple miles from where Guang-Hong and Minako live.”

Yuuri frowns. “So?” he asks.

“So if you can give loverboy the slip, we could go around looking for some answers.” Phichit’s hands are clenched into fists; Yuuri knows that the middle-schooler had been one of his closest friends, after years of being called on to babysit for him while his legal guardian Minako works her numerous jobs to care for him. 

“Oh,” he says, after a long moment. “Right. Are you sure? Could be dangerous.”

Phichit laughs, clapping his back. “Lighten up, Yuuri! Best case scenario, Guang-Hong’s just lost in the woods. What’s the worst that can happen?”

Yuuri is fairly certain he’s a balloon. Golden, floating, dream-like. His steps are lighter than air, and the room seems to tilt every time Viktor touches his hands. 

He’s too pretty. Too pretty and talented and popular and just entirely, entirely out of Yuuri’s league. Yuuri just plays basketball and reads too many books and dabbles in naming different flora and fauna in the area. Not that there’s anything particularly interesting about that, but it does make him endearing to the middle schoolers that come to play with Guang-Hong whenever Phichit is babysitting him – including Mila, Viktor’s younger sister, who has bruised-up knees on the best of days and a snarl of red hair that can’t be tamed by anything but the strongest of hairbrushes.

Viktor still has never deigned to notice Yuuri whenever he swings by to pick her up, or whenever Yuuri and Phichit go over to his picture-perfect picket fence house at the end of the cul-de-sac to pick up Guang-Hong from the weekly Dungeons and Dragons sessions that Mila hosts. Minako’s ward is their tentative link to Viktor, and now that he’s gone missing there’s just nothing else. And Yuuri hates that.

But Viktor’s arms are secure around him now, grounding him in the dim golden light of the living room, and Yuuri’s gut curls with want as Viktor’s hands slide down the small of his back as they dance to the beat of the music. Viktor’s blue eyes are bright but soft, like a gentle summer morning, and god, Yuuri needs him more than he can possibly fathom at the moment.

“Yuuri,” breathes Viktor, and Yuuri realises suddenly that their faces are extremely close. His face feels like it’s heating up, and quickly he pulls back, looking around him woozily for any sign of Phichit. 

“Where’s?” he asks, his hands waving. He mimes a camera, movements sloppy. Viktor frowns, uncomprehending for a moment before making a small ‘ah’, and nodding towards the backyard. 

“Last I saw him he was talking to Seung-gil,” he says. 

Yuuri giggles at that. “Oh,” he says. “That’s funny. He likes him.”

Viktor raises an eyebrow. “He does, huh?” he wonders. 

Yuuri nods. He takes Viktor’s hand, pulling him towards the doors leading to the backyard, towards the pool glowing eerily blue in the cold November night. 

Suddenly a scream pierces the night. The world snaps back into harsh, crystalline reality as fear rushes through Yuuri’s veins. The party quiets, guests murmuring nervously with one another. Yuuri’s hands fumble stubbornly with sliding door lock, unsure of how to get it loose. 

Phichit comes running out of the woods just past the backyard, his eyes wide and his camera clutched in his hands. Yuuri stumbles back as Phichit barrels right into the house, his breath heaving furiously. 

“Yuuri, oh god. There’s something – there’s something out there. Seung-gil’s missing, too!”

What’s the worst that can happen?

After a couple of extremely harrowing days, Yuuri has to laugh at that. 

Apparently Guang-Hong Ji being spirited away into a parallel universe isn’t the worst. Apparently Seung-gil Lee being taken next isn’t it, either. 

Apparently the existence of an interdimensional monster that crawls through the walls isn’t the worst thing, either, nor the sudden appearance and revelation that the government has been doing experiments on some tiny Russian boy who can telepathically converse with people from other dimensions and flip vans with his mind.

(Viktor is a little astounded that said tiny Russian boy has been taking refuge – with the aid of his own little sister – in his basement. Yuuri has to laugh at that, a little. Viktor really can be dense sometimes, for all his charm and intelligence.)

No, the worst thing is that, even after all is said and done, there’s something bright and unfathomable in Viktor’s expression when he reaches one bloody, sooty hand out and takes Yuuri’s wrist. The worst thing is how his heart beats traitorously as Viktor, beautiful with dirt and soot and blood all over his face and hair and clothes, finally sets down that baseball bat hammered up with nails onto the burnt rug in Minako’s hallway and wipes gently at Yuuri’s cheek with his thumb.

“You got some dirt over here,” he says.

“Your entire face.” Yuuri can’t seem to get much else out, and maybe that’s the worst thing that’s happened to him all day. He looks past Viktor into the living room instead, trying to will down the racing of his heart. In the living room, Phichit is sitting on the couch, his grief at Fay’s confirmation of Seung-gil’s demise etched all over his usually jovial features now that the danger has passed. 

The phone rings suddenly. Viktor goes to answer it. He’s quiet for a moment, murmurs quietly into the receiver, and then hangs up.

“They found Guang-Hong,” he says quietly. His face seems a little winded, a little stricken at Seung-gil’s fate as well. Phichit nods. Viktor goes over to the couch, folding the other young man in his arms, and Phichit sobs. 

“Where is he?” asks Phichit after a moment, and Yuuri watches them, his own insides numb as he watches Phichit and Viktor on the couch. He wishes he knew what to say. Viktor smiles bracingly up at Yuuri, his silver hair still somehow impressively coiffed despite their exertions tonight.

“Sheriff Feltsman and Minako took him to the hospital,” replies Viktor quietly. “He’s stable now, so we can all go check in on him.” He looks over at Phichit, patting him on the back. “Wanna go see him?”

Phichit nods, shakily clambering to his feet and heading for the door. Yuuri follows, and Viktor slips a hand around his waist as they head to Viktor’s car. 

The golden floating feeling returns with a vengeance, and maybe that’s the worst thing of all, just being there unsure of how close Viktor wants him as they drive along the quiet morning country road towards the hospital.

[hopestolen]

whats different about rise of the isle of the lost!uma compared to descendants 2! uma? /never read the books

          screaming   !   i could rant about this for days   !   rise of the isle of the lost is what gave me muse for her in the first place , despite the trailer   &   first sneak peak already being released when rise came out , because it’s   SO   different . so the main premise of rise of the isle of the lost is essentially triton’s trident washes onto the isle of the lost due to unimportant explained reasons   &   uma goes looking for it ofc , with harry   &   gil .   (   also , sidenote , if anyone rps one of the three i would say it’s a   SUPER   important read , because it explains the trio’s backstory of being friends a bit , mal   &   uma’s original rivalry as kids , uma’s lack of skill at actually being a pirate djfklsfjd , uma   &   ursula’s relationship ,   &   uma also lowkey murders a catcaller so i mean Legends Only what other reason do you need to read    —   &   by murder i mean threatens because it’s targeted towards kids , but all of us adults know he’s dead . this is also the reason i don’t think uma   &   mal actually ever dated outside of   MAYBE   a crush , considering the rivalry started at ten years old but .   BUT I DIGRESS   .   )

          you can immediately tell in the novel uma’s not evil , i highkey don’t even think she identifies as such   ??   she’d probably call herself neutral if you asked . i believe uma has maybe TWO   lines at most of saying   “   revenge on auradon   ”   ect . both of which are in   PUBLIC   , meaning again , it’s all an   act   when her real plan is to just get off the isle for a better life . upon hearing the rumors the trident somehow washed up on the isle her   IMMEDIATE   reaction is   ❝   a thing like that could change her life . if uma could get her hands on it , it would mean she wouldn’t have to stay here at the fish shop , slinging the house bilge   &   pouring drafts of slime .   ❞   so you can tell she’s not evil like right off the bat . chapter six or whatever .   &   that’s also when i fell in love with her . oops .

          you also get to see the three interacting when they’re alone .   &   UMA’S NOT QUEEN OF THE ISLE YET   , there’s no act she really has to keep up until she’s rallying   harry’s   pirate crew   (   uma becomes captain in this book due to a damn boat race , the crew was originally harry’s ofc   )   . they consider each other actual friends   DESPITE   how taboo that is on the isle . you get to see that harry’s dramatic - ness is all an act too as he has a super vulnerable scene where he’s calling out for help from his friends during a panic attack   &   he’s just overall less dramatic when he’s alone with his friends , how soft gil really is despite trying to appear strongest on the isle [ SPOILER ] as he is able to put together ursula’s shattered necklace , how uma just wants a better life . none of those three are scared to show each other that . uma’s not   ANGRY   yet . she harbors a grudge   &   resentment against mal of course , because of the emotional abuse implied in the book . [ SPOILER ] like mal throwing birthday parties on uma’s birthday just so no one will go to hers , how mal labelled her a weakling of an isle   (   which is why my uma blames mal irrationally for the trauma you can read about in my headcanons page , but don’t really want to trigger anyone rn if possible .   )   my uma actually tried to move on until mal made it her mission to   destroy   uma , like uma was   TEN   , mal was   TEN   . you also see it’s implied uma wasn’t always a pirate , how i write her it’s actually more recent compared to the other pirates . she is shown she knows   NOTHING   about ships or sailing . she’s legit just good for the plan   &   bossing people around imo . she was always an octopus - sea witch first   &   foremost .

          my uma has sworn off hope since her traumatic event . four years of being complacent   &   hopeless .   rise   of the isle of the lost is literally referring to uma’s hope rising . her plan is   GOOD   compared to the plan in descendants two . throughout the whole book her hope is growing   &   growing , she’s almost   happy   for once tbh . [ SPOILER ] she literally gets her hands on the trident for a few moments before mal uses a time reverse spell so the four   +   ben retrieve it before uma .   THIS COMPLETELY BREAKS HER   . she feels stupid for hoping   &   trusting  again . any shred of sanity she had left is   GONE   . which makes her   SO DESPERATE   in descendants two . again , uma isn’t shown to be queen yet in rise of the isle , meaning she takes over   AFTER   the book , thus she does this because this is her   one way   to make the best of the situation she’s forced to live . this way she won’t be taken advantage of ever again .   (   never mind the whole isle still thinks she’s weak , so imagine how hard that was to make an entire island bow down to you without the fear of your mother backed behind you aka how many people did she murder   ??   )  . 

          uma delves into this desperate darkness after . she’s still not evil , but she’s willing to do more hostile , darker things to get what she wants . like , uma … taking a hostage when she’s been a helpless hostage herself   ??   sounds Fake before the trident incident . you can tell she’s also starting to push her friends away ,   ❝   no one’s looking out for me . it’s just me .   ❞   —   says uma looking directly where harry’s standing . harry has   ALWAYS   been there for her . why would she say this if she wasn’t trying to distance herself   ??   she doesn’t want her friends to turn out like her ,   &   how does she do that   ?   cutting them out .

          another change we see is uma’s reaction to ben’s offer . my uma only asks for the wand because her goal is still to get off the isle , she’s still not going to rain evil down on auradon . ben literally offers her exactly what she wants , but she still turns him down because she will   never   trust another person in the world at this point . of course , she already wouldn’t trust him to an extent because he’s the king of auradon   &   she’s a vk , but like … if this happened before she lost the trident , she would’ve eventually gave him the benefit of the doubt   —   but not anymore . again , all hope   &   trust has left her body . she’s physically incapable of it at this point .   she has to do this on her   OWN   , because she can’t trust anyone else to help her .

          also , a Cool sidenote . this is all a contributing factor to why she still declined ben to come to auradon despite giving his ring back . she hates what she’s become   &   doesn’t think she deserves the chance right now . after a while though , i believe she’d figure out who she is again , miss her friends ,   &   head back to auradon .

          ANYWAYS , this is why i’ll always prefer rise   !   uma to d2   !   uma . descendants two uma isn’t who she really is   &   she knows it . honestly if i never read the novel i wouldn’t have muse for uma .

[momomomma2]

How would alcohol affect Scott with LiS I'm thinking he just drapes himself over the nearest person and starts talking dirty and trying to drag some one to his bed. His LI would have to restrain Wandering hands and try to get him to sleep before he does something stupid or something that makes him not able to walk the next day.

(I got excited and did a reaction for each of the love interests, except for Suvi, obviously, because she is not for Scott.)

Cora: Obviously Cora is gonna be amused for a bit; hey, even the Pathfinder deserves to let loose in the comfort of his own ship. She’s not gonna let him cop a feel or get too wild though, not with any witnesses. Nor is she gonna put up with drunken fumbling when she knows he’s better than that. So she lets him drag her into bed, maybe gives him a few kisses--nose wrinkling at the smell of liquor on his breath--and keeps him there until he passes out. They can have their fun once he’s sobered up.

Liam: He’s likely just as drunk as Scott is. Arms slung over each other’s shoulders, half-formed inside jokes that make them burst into giggles and draw confused stares from everyone else. He’s got a wicked streak a mile wide so he’s just gonna grin and lean into Scott’s body if he starts whispering filthy things in his ear, maybe share a few back in a hushed voice. But ultimately he’s got a level head and he’ll drag him back to his room once things get too hot and heavy. Doesn’t mean they’ll slam all the way on the breaks, though. Some slow grinding, maybe some shared handjobs, and definitely a lot of sloppy make-outs. Just like they’re teens again, drunk on the liquor and each other’s touch.

PeeBee: The clinging and the dirty words? She’s into it. So she’s gonna cuddle up to him, laugh and let him get handsy, but the second people start looking, she’s gonna drag him off for privacy. What they do together is no one elses business and while she might love the fact that it’s her the Pathfinder goes to when he wants to touch and be touched, that’s not really something she’s willing to share. Maybe she doesn’t “embrace eternity” with him--she’s not proficient at it and he’s drunk, there’s really no telling what sort of reaction it would have to both of them--she’s never one to turn down a good fuck--especially in zero gravity.

Jaal: Obviously he’s gonna be thrilled. Angara don’t seem to have a sense of privacy or shame related to sex and sexuality, so he would likely be joyfully pleased that Scott is finally shedding his hang-ups about it. He’d pull him into his lap, accept every ungraceful kiss Scott presses to his mouth, and practically vibrate when he growls in reaction to Scott’s filthy suggestions. He’d be willing to let Scott go as far as he pleased--until he noticed the others were getting uncomfortable. He’s Angara, he’s likely very good at picking up emotions. At that point he’d cart Scott off to his quarters and let him do everything he wanted

Gil: Gil’s not exactly one to turn down a good time. He’s also far too reckless himself to be playing nursemaid to a grown ass man who deserves to let loose. He’ll be cautious--hey, he was a rough kid growing up, he knows exactly how much he can drink before it’s too much--and join in, doing shots and clinking his bottle against Scott’s with a grin. But when Scott crawls into his lap, when his hands start drifting downwards and the voice in his ear starts whispering suggestions of where Scott wants to put his hands, he knows it’s time to move the party. He’d chivvy Scott back to his quarters, give into the hands yanking at him, suck him off--he’s not gonna let Scott return the favor, though, a handjob will do just fine. The last thing he wants is for his drunken boyfriend to accidentally bite down--before he tucks them both into bed, sending a quick message to Lexi to let her know Scott’ll need some painkillers in the morning.

Reyes: This is what Reyes likes to see. Scott, unburdened with the troubles of his life and laughing loudly, one arm wrapped around his waist to keep him close. He’s free, unconcerned, and if he drinks enough maybe he’ll lose the ever so slight frown that marks his mouth sometimes--Reyes knows what he’s thinking, knows the betrayal he’s remembering, and does it absolute best to wipe it away with kisses and gentle touches every time it appears. He’s gonna be just as drunk as Scott is and they’ll start fires within each other, each one of them upping the ante. A touch turns into a grope, a whispered suggestion turns into a moaned plea. It’s like a tidal wave crashing when they tumble into bed, clothes going flying, hearts as bare as their bodies as they fuck. But Reyes makes sure to force himself out of bed, setting a glass of water and medicine down on the table next to Scott before cuddling back up to him. Scott does so much to make him a better man...he’ll repay that with whatever small favors he can offer.

Vetra: No. Just...no. Sure, she’s all for having a good time--she got the damn liquor aboard the ship, after all. And she’ll be tolerant of Scott’s little nuzzles and kisses, but the second he drapes himself across her back and whispers something filthy into her ear she’s done. She’d drag him off by his collar, dump him into bed while he whined at her. It doesn’t take her long to fetch water and painkillers, some of which she makes Scott take now, others she saves for the morning. She would allow him to pull her into bed though, carefully keeping his hands from teasing too much, but letting him kiss her as much as he pleased. She’s not one for big shows of affection when others are around, it’s really not her style. But here, in the privacy of their room, when it feels like it’s just her and Scott alone in the world? She’ll give into his whines, let him talk her ear off about things he wants to do to her, and tuck the blankets around them both once he finally passes out, head on her chest.

[sickasallhell]

Viktuuri Wedding Headcanons

Welp, like most people on here, it seems, I’m at the very bottom of the very deepest level of Yuri!!! on Ice hell, and loving every second of it. I can’t stop fantasizing about Viktor and Yuuri’s wedding, and I can’t get much else done at the moment, so here, have my headcanons about it, lol:

Phichit is Yuuri’s best man, but really he winds up becoming more of a crazy amalgam of the sassy gay wedding planner and overeager maid of honor stereotypes. (He also calls dibs on being in charge of the photography, obviously.) He goes full ham Bridezilla for Yuuri, who himself is totally fine, aside from nerves. No one particularly minds, because Phichit is, rather unsurprisingly, kind of fantastic at all the wedding stuff, but they are all scared shitless of him, whether they admit it or not.

Chris is Victor’s best man, and predictably throws what is quite possibly the lewdest bachelor(s- everyone conceded to a joint party because Viktor and Yuuri are just too goddamn inseparable, and Viktor in particular would sooner die than miss any event in which Yuuri might give a repeat performance of his GPF banquet shenanigans) party that anyone in the world has ever attended, or ever will. Yurio tried to get out of it, but wasn’t allowed, and wound up thoroughly traumatized. He got his revenge, though, by getting trashed in the hopes of being able to forget everything that had transpired, and then puking all over Chris’s shoes.

Axel, Loop, and Lutz gleefully share the role of flower girl, while Yurio is made the ring bearer, which he is vocally and violently fucking indignant as all hell about, but once again, is not allowed to back out of. Viktor, Yuuri, and Phichit were all very insistent that he had to participate somehow.

Georgi sobs uncontrollably throughout the entire ceremony and uses up an entire box of tissues and Yakov’s handkerchief.

Leo DJs the reception, and does a fabulous job. Phichit gives him a somewhat lengthy playlist of super corny romance songs that he demands must all be played at some point, but otherwise says he trusts Leo’s judgement, and no one is disappointed.

During dinner, Phichit surprises everyone with a video montage of Yuuri and Victor’s lives, featuring as many embarrassing clips and photos as he could get his hands on, naturally. At first, Victor has no idea how he even managed to get most of the ones of him, until the end credits roll, complete with Phichit’s extra-special “thank you”s to Mila, Yakov, and Yurio. His loud, tearful accusations of betrayal faze none of them. Mila points out that it wouldn’t have been fair to only embarrass Yuuri, Yakov claims that this is well-deserved and frankly very merciful payback for all the years of strife Victor has put him through, and Yuri just laughs evilly, sporting the most delighted, shit-eating grin anyone has ever seen. (“Hey, you were the one who said that I had to participate in your dumb wedding. If you don’t like my method of participation, that’s not my problem. Be careful what you wish for next time, stupid old man!”)

A small, temporary ice rink has been established at the reception venue, and Yuuri and Victor’s first dance as a couple is actually a pair skate, of course.

It’s hard to tell whether he means it as retaliation for the unflattering photos and videos, or whether he’s just being his usual, innocently tactless self, but Viktor casually steps on a hell of a landmine when he cheerfully asks Yurio how he and his “date” (a.k.a. Otabek) are enjoying the party. Otabek winds up having to physically restrain Yuri to keep him from strangling Viktor. (However even with Otabek’s considerable advantage in size and strength, an angry and embarrassed Yuri is a force to be reckoned with, and he does manage to land one good kick before Otabek can pull him away and calm him down.)

Though, it’s also possible that Otabek might not have tried quite as hard as he maybe should have to hold Yuri back, because he might possibly have also been feeling a tiny bit embarrassed and spiteful, because Viktor really could be a tad obnoxious sometimes……..and also because he might have been ever so slightly considering maybe, just maybe, trying to find a chance tonight to ask Yuri out for real, and Viktor had definitely not helped boost his confidence at all. (Just how the hell was he supposed to interpret that reaction, exactly?!)

After a few awkward minutes and a glass of champagne each to help settle their nerves, though, both he and Yuri calm down and wind up having a great time. Otabek can’t even be bothered to feel rude about agreeing for once when Yuri complains about Viktor, and they basically end up just talking and laughing the whole night.

(Though, unbeknownst to them, Viktor, Yuuri, and Phichit are all watching with fond amusement and gossipping about how cute they are, although Yuuri does scold Viktor for teasing them. Viktor and Phichit choose to ignore this, too busy discussing a wager over how long it will take for it to become official.)

Mari, Sara, Mila, and Georgi all dive desperately for the bouquet….and wind up fumbling it right into Guang Hong’s lap, who picks it up on reflex and then screeches at what he’s done. Leo, who had been trying to get a shot of the action on his phone, not only drops his phone, but trips right off of his DJ platform and kind of just….lies there. Luckily, Yuuri was one of the only people who seemed to even notice- most people are still focused on the beet-red and stammering Guang Hong, the miffed girls, and the once again sobbing Georgi (and Mickey, who is crying tears of relief that his sister missed. She smacks him upside the head, while Emil just laughs and tries to calm both of them down.) He discreetly snaps him out of it and helps him up, and Leo resolves to send him an additional wedding present later on.

Unfortunately, Phichit also not only noticed, but somehow managed to react quickly enough to snap a picture of his spectacularly inelegant tumble and subsequent dazed sprawl- that boy does not miss anything, damn. He proceeds to tease him mercilessly about how he’d obviously “fallen head over heels” for the other boy. Leo only manages to keep the pictures off of social media by threatening to pack up right then and there, and throw a huge wrench in Phichit’s perfect wedding plans. If anyone else notices that he and Guang Hong can’t even look at each other for the rest of the night without blushing, well….at least no one mentions it to Leo.

Seung-gil does not understand why he was even invited, or why he accepted said invitation, but it’s clear to him now that it was a stupid idea on both counts. Yuuri tried to hug him again, twice, and Sara keeps trying to catch him and get him to dance with her, and he is rapidly running out of excuses, hiding spots, and dignity. (Having to exchange apologies with a very flustered Minami, after the boy had accidentally kicked him in the face, because he had been hiding under a table was a definite low point in his life thus far. He’d managed to talk his way out of it by claiming he’d lost a contact lens, but still.) He wonders how long he has to stay before it’s considered socially acceptable to leave. (In the end, no one knows when it even happened, but sure enough, by the time the party is winding down, they finally notice that Seung-gil is already gone without a trace.)

The next day, pictures and videos from the wedding are already spreading across SNS like wildfire, mostly courtesy of Phichit and the triplets, of course. Almost everyone who was there is online gushing about how sweet and beautiful and perfect it was, and how the reception was the most epic party ever, and how the whole thing was basically just the best fucking wedding that it could ever be humanly possible to have, and the fans are all eating it up and just going absolutely nuts. (JJ and Isabella are positively green with envy, and pretty much triple the amount of lovey-dovey posts on their own accounts, but nobody outside of JJ’s fan club really notices.)