#Gulfie's Writings

[gardenergulfie]

for the ask thing. you can write anything you want, just make it joe hills related. #joehillssweep

"Ah, Ozymandias! Good to see you here on this fine day, and good to face you in one-on-one, democratically-decided combat!"

Wilbur raises his eyebrow at the strange, ghostly neon-green figure approaching him. The round has barely started and Wilbur assumes he has good chances, but this strange greeting has thrown him off his game.

"Hello? Sorry, I think you have the wrong guy here. It's Wilbur, Wilbur Soot."

"Hm?" The man(?) pulls a book and quill out of the air and riffles through the pages. "Oh I knew that. Wilbur Soot, sometimes of the Minecraft family, sometimes an editor, sometimes from death games and sometimes a ghost like myself."

"And you are...?"

"Joe Hills, coming to you live from Nashville, Tennessee."

Joe speaks as if they're reciting from a long-since memorized script. It shouldn't be off-putting, but it is.

"I see. Well, I'm wishing you luck on this round Joe Hills of Nashville Tennessee." Wilbur shakes his hand out for a handshake.

Joe's hand passes right through it.

"Whoops! Sorry 'bout that." Joe looks apologetic. "Hmm, it would be unsportsmanlike to not give you some gesture of good faith for the fight ahead. Would you accept a poem or haiku instead?"

"Another time, maybe. I must be going now, lovely to meet you." Hand still unnaturally cold, Wilbur excuses himself politely and starts power-walking away.

Nope nope nope nope, he's not dealing with that.

Suddenly, Wilbur's actually quite worried about his chances.

Joe still smiles politely as Wilbur leaves. "Cleo was right, unnerving the enemies before a match works quite well. I'll have to thank her after this."

[eyelessfog]

the crackship I'm considering is Saint Pearl/e!False post canon, because I wanna explore post canon False and also I think the dynamic of "paranoid but murderous gal" x "friendly gal who cannot die but loves to fight" is pretty good. Also they have a mutual friend in Sausage. Also I can do stuff with Pearl knowing the other False but only vaguely cause Gods Being Mortals But Also Gods Shit

Also I'm gonna do s1!Jausage for the genderswap day. Those enemies to lovers are girls and kiss

Also can I do Jleo for any of the other days? Does Joe have enough woman swag to count?

gulfie my friend you can do whatever u want forever and ever. choose a day and jleo yuri. and also if u want an excuse to write/draw jleo then. here. im ur excuse. i wanna see jleo

also thats so fucking sick and cool and awesome and im ssosoososososo excited and YIPPEEEEE

[hermitcraft-8]

im considering just not posting my writing on here anymore because the only two who read it are albrecht and gulfie.

[quaranmine]

doing my own tumblr in review since mine doesnt work <3

10.7k times! also my top reblogged-from blog was myself. well, i did spend the equivalent of 3.5 months reblogging daily writing challenge posts every day! shoutout to second, harley, gulfie, and cam <3

24% of my posts were original posts (2544) and I tagged 85% of my posts. my longest tag was pretty uninteresting but i KNOW i've gotten 138 characters more than just that once since i write tag essays

unsurprising but i didnt realize my ask tag was so large :0

5th top post: jimmy and grian's real life-game dynamic with 4.9k notes

4th top post: dorpers. with 5k notes.

3rd top post: jimmy solidarity kissing his cats head with 6.3k notes

2nd top post: jimmy forcing grian and bigb to play uno with 6.8k notes

1st top post! desert duo Moments (scarian moments?) in chat with 9.6k post, making it possibly my most popular post of my entire tumblr career (previously, this was the mcc cats post on mcyt-cats)

[yb-cringe]

Wah ty... Joey pulling out the lanterns during his fight with Shadow Girl this episode was such a rough moment... As much as she probably shouldn't have helped Scott and Sausage grief his area, him pulling out the lanterns she had just returned to him in order to chase her off was extremely cruel considering that he was there for the task force. I think a lot of disabled and mentally ill folks empathize with the fear that they'll screw up and suddenly those close to them will turn the things they can't help against them and seeing Joey weaponize her sensitivity to light because he was upset with her was! Bad! I think there is a lot of tragedy in their friendship that was beyond their control with Joey going from Shulk to the Fairy Prince, but it doesn't lessen how horrible it must have been for Shadow Girl to see the one person she trusted suddenly start to demand she change and wield her struggles against her. As much as I hope she has a happier life as her new origin, I also hope she's not over the ways that everyone, from Scott and Sausage, to the Task Force, to Joey, wronged her as Shadow Girl. She deserves to demand that they make it right and she deserves to find a group of folks that will care for her unconditionally, even when her needs don't align with theirs. I'm... honestly not thrilled about the idea of her only getting to find happiness after death and rebirth without being a Shadow Crawler anymore bc I've seen that story before and it is often very ableist, but with the nature of the server and with hopes for cc!shubble's writing, I am cautiously hoping that the respawn won't be the end of things... All this to say i hope Shelby is still angry and doesn't forget and maybe next time someone gets the shadow crawler origin, she'll be able to make sure they don't have to feel as miserable as she did. She literally deserves the entire world and also has a right to kill whoever she wants This also isn't meant to be like. anti-Joey as either a content creator or a character, I think he is fantastic both in and out of character!!! It's just my thoughts on the story as a whole and that particular moment

yeah! well, ok i have thoughts:

- i said the whole ‘shubble stumbling onto a mental illness/disability vibe’ as a very LOOSE thing. i mean, its definitely something ppl can relate to and vibe with as a feeling but we should also probably step back and realize that its. Not the purpose of the story cc!shubble is telling. like thats a cool connection to make, but cc!shubble Not living up to that expectation isn’t bad or ‘feeding’ into abelist narratives. At that point, you’d be putting the expectation that because WE see a story this way, that the creator needs to adjust their narrative thusly.

which, yeah, isnt great. she didnt make it as a neurodivergent/mi/disability story, she stumbled onto the right path by accident. its minecraft roleplay and it makes sense that she’s vibin with that story and can take it wherever she’d like. Your frustrations with an abelist narrative stem from people who KNOWINGLY make mentally ill/disabled characters and then kill them off/cure them/etc and spread the idea that ppl cant live happily with themselves. Which is definitely an issue- however. you’re uh. not gonna find the answer for it in a mcrp.

thats not to say i dont sympathize! id also love for like. single crumb of good representation in media and also. yeah i think it was intentional for the other characters to treat her Badly to set her up for a sort of comeback so— we’re all definitely empathizing with her as a character. who knows where the story is gonna go tho, im kinda hoping for an unholy trio reunion tbh.

tl;dr— c!Shubble has a relatable narrative and connections, however she (cc!shubble) IS NOT making a story with the intention to represent these themes and expecting her to withhold to standards that dont Apply here will only lead to disappointment.

anyway yes uh. got off track there but. Yeah! these past few episodes have been Brutal w the betrayals and shit. totally get why c!joey was pissed hoWEVER…. i would kill for shadow girl…. beloved…

and Wow these past few episodes have been heartwrenching. definitely FELT that as someone whos Needed accommodations in the past only to be made fun of for needing them— oof.

[ilexdiapason]

hello i heard you like Arenaduo?

hello gulfie we are mutuals in law but have never truly interacted it is nice to meet you :). im so normal about arenaduo that i have been Physically Writing fanfic With A Pen because my laptop is broken. goddamn it i used the wrong pronoun for pearl in here

[qtubpol]

Dunno if thats a good or a bad thing but hell yeah!!

I'm just twiddling my thumbs rn waiting for someone to write up a lore summary cause i am too lazy to watch the vod Sorry King but i do not have that attention span

Oh it’s. It’s so.

Gulfie im in shambles. They both apologized they both yelled they both talked shit out it felt so fucking Cathartic.

[napsaur]

your tags are one of my favorite things i love seeing you first go "I am excite i will go read" and then "WHAT TEH FUCK /POS" its the best

IT'S THE GULFIE EFFECT !!

I'm glad you enjoy the tags :] ur writing absolutely amazing and I think of it a lot

[newsnigeria]

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The Price Of Bin Salman’s Head

by Ghassan Kadi for The Saker Blog

With the ever-changing and escalating aftermath of the Khashoggi disappearance episode, there remain many fixed marks that are interesting to identify.

But before we do, we must stop and briefly look at the official American, Turkish and Saudi stands on this issue.

The Americans are best seen to be playing yoyo with their Saudi “friends”. One moment they seem to be totally abandoning them and sending them spiraling down in a free-fall, and the next moment they lift them up, clutch them, and give them a sense of safety. Notwithstanding that on the 3rd of October, and just before the Khashoggi story hit the media frenzy, Trump reiterated that Saudi Arabia would not last two weeks without America’s support, and what followed was a series of fluctuations and backflips on the American side. At the time of promising severe measures against the Saudis, Trump said that this will not mean canceling the arms deal with Saudi Arabia. And when Pompeo visited Al Saud to talk to the royals, leaving the Kingdom of Sand with an understanding that his boss Trump articulated by hinting at vindicating the royals and putting the blame on some rogue elements, America turned again supporting Turkish investigations and awaiting their outcome, but just before Erdogan’s speech of the 23rd of October, Trump reiterated that he was prepared to accept the Saudi Government denial of involvement.

And speaking of Turkish investigations, the highly awaited Erdogan speech ended in a pop and a fizzle, and was nothing short of a domestic propaganda speech that had no conclusions and did not provide any evidence as to the details of Khashoggi’s disappearance and alleged murder. And “alleged” it remains until a body is found and identified by an independent reliable coroner.

The speech was not endorsed by America, and America was for a few hours or so once again looking sympathetic towards the Saudi royals, but less than 24 hours later, Trump was talking about the “worst cover-up in history”.

There is no need to flood this article with easy-to-find references to substantiate the above.

Back to Erdogan later.

These swings that are extremely bizarre and hypocritical even by American standards make one wonders what kind of relationship do Saudis and Americans have.

To understand the underlying nature of this relationship, having a look at the events of the last ten years or so are revealing enough without having to dig deeper into history.

To this effect, I am not talking about the strategic alliances, defense agreements, the importance of oil to both countries, the world and the Israeli role in all of this. I am not talking about the Saudi obsession with Iran either. What I am talking about is the personal human relationships between the Americans and Saudis as human beings and how they view each other as men; this is about the personal love-hate-respect-loath relationship between American policymakers and their Saudi counterparts.

This “relationship” is not a simple one. It is embroiled by deep cultural differences and belief systems. Having lived and worked in Saudi Arabia, I can understand the Saudi mindset more than many, but anyone who has had the same “privilege” that I had living there would concur, albeit not necessarily be prepared to sit down and write about it.

In case the reader is unfamiliar with the predominant Saudi mindset, speaking generally of course, allow me to pin point certain pertinent aspects of it:

1. Contrary to the word of the Holy Quran and which clearly states that God chose the Arabic language for the religion of Islam, Saudis believe otherwise. They believe that Islam was God’s gift to them.

2. Saudis also believe that God also gave Arabia another gift; petrol, and the biggest national reserve of them all … perhaps.

3. Al-Saud believe they have been afforded the God-given mandate to rule Arabia at the time when petrol became such an important commodity for the rest of the world.

4. Finally, the above “privileges” give Saudis, especially members of the Royal Family, an illusion of being above others. And this mindset views other nations from the perspective that Saudis are the rich masters of the world and that they have the power and ability to employ members of those other nations to “serve” them.

When I lived and worked in Saudi Arabia, Saudis did not work. They had jobs, but they never really worked. Apart from the security apparatus whose job is mainly to protect the status quo of the Royal Family, the only other real working job that Saudis had was taxi driving. But that was what poor and uneducated Bedouins did.

All other jobs from garbage collectors to doctors to dockyard engineers were contracted to expats from different regions of the world. Professional jobs that needed communication and fluency in the Arabic language were given to Lebanese, Syrians, Palestinians, Jordanians and Egyptians. Blue collar jobs were given to Yemenis and Arabs of the above nationalities without tertiary education. High ranking professional jobs that did not require fluency in Arabic were given to Americans and Europeans.

This mentality produced a generation or two or three of Saudis who are filthy rich, overweight, and engrossed with self-grandeur and superiority that was fed time and time again by their financial prowess.

But this is not restricted to Saudis only. Arabs of the UAE, Qatar, Bahrain and Kuwait all have that same superiority disease. Qatar that has a Qatari population of less than 200,000 has a population of over one and a half million expats to “serve them”. This is exactly how they see it; themselves being masters, and expats beings serving serfs.

In recent times, the Saudi and Gulf youth have increasingly been gaining tertiary education qualifications, receiving generous government scholarships and immediate employment following graduation. The Saudi Government protects its people by imposing quota rules on the percentage of Saudi employees in companies as well as the public sector of course. However, this fact has not been reflected in the work load they perform. These educated Saudis sit at the head of governmental positions and companies in tokenistic managerial supervisory roles over an entire staff of foreign professionals. They often try to assert their positions and feed their egos by yelling and barking irrelevant, and often laughable orders, at their employees and junior staff. And even if they are not in managerial roles, they will still be around the foreign professionals, leaving all the work for them to do and doing nothing themselves.

Saudi professionals I “worked with” were living examples for me to learn this mindset. They did not lift a finger, but when a report was submitted by either myself or other expats around me, a Saudi name had to appear as its senior author, and he received all the accolade.

Saudis genuinely believe that they can buy anything and anyone with money, including buying the stature of being a leading nation.

And if, hypothetically-speaking, the Saudis were to contract a Western company to build them a space ship and send a man to Mars, they will regard this as a Saudi achievement. Surprised? Well, just have a look at Dubai’s “achievement” in building Burj Khalifa, the tallest building on earth.

Once again, that Saudi mentality is not any better or worse than the general oil-rich Arabian one. They are all almost identical.

At a deep and subtle level however, the Saudis (and Gulfies in general) know well that in the eyes of the Empire and its cohorts, they are perceived as a bunch of “uncivilized camel riders” who happen to be horribly rich by sheer luck. They know that they are not really regarded as true allies of the West, but as its milking cow; and some Saudis and Gulfies are trying to change this image.

None tried harder than Prince Bandar Bin Sultan.

Prince Bandar Bin Sultan was Saudi Arabia’s Ambassador to Washington from 1983 to 2005. He became the Saudi royal who best understood the Western mind and how the West regarded the Arab World, and especially Saudi Arabia. He had his own evil agenda he wanted to use to catapult himself into ascending to the throne as the first grandson of founding King Abdul-Aziz.

He was a close personal friend of the Bushes and many others in the previous and successive American administrations. And, if America ever had a Saudi Prince that American lawmakers could speak to and reciprocate understanding with, it was Bandar Bin Sultan.

He was banking on the fact that his father, Sultan, had been in line for the throne for decades and was Crown Prince ever since King Abdullah took the throne in 2005. But to Bandar’s disappointment, his father died in 2011, before King Abdullah who died in 2015.

As Bandar Bin Sultan was grooming himself to become king after his father, his knowledge of the Western mind and closeness to many key people in the United States led him to realize that he had to present himself as a competent and reliable partner in order to be respected.

Bandar wanted to demonstrate his personal character worth to his American allies by plotting the “War on Syria”. That war was his pet project and his license to achieve equality with his American friends. But Bandar fell on his sword when Syrian resistance proved to be much stronger than his ambitions, and not long after his failed desperate attempt to persuade America to attack Syria after he blamed the Syrian Army for a chemical attack that he staged in East Ghouta in September 2013, Bandar disappeared, vanishing into oblivion.

With the rapid and unprecedented changes in the line of Saudi throne succession that followed Prince Sultan’s death, and which eventually presented Mohamed Bin Salman (MBS) as the new Saudi strong-man Crown Prince, the young prince had big shoes to fill. Haunted by the image, ambition and failures of Bandar, MBS had a bigger “obligation” to prove his worth to his American “allies”.

The war on Yemen was MBS’s own “love-child”. He wanted to kill two birds with one stone; overcoming the Houthis, and proving to America that he is reliable in curbing Iran’s regional influence. He was hoping he could prove that his army was able to fight and win a war against Iran itself. He thus gave his war a name akin to American military operations; “Operation Decisive Storm”. Sounds a bit like “Operation Desert Storm”, does it not? In doing this, he wanted to put himself on par with great military leaders and score a quick and decisive victory in Yemen. Three years later, he cannot even hold his own borders.

In more ways than one, in as much as the Saudis and Gulfies have the afore-mentioned superiority complex, ironically they also possess a huge inferiority complex. They try to prove their own worth by bragging their “friendship” with America, and when President Trump made his first formal visit as President to Saudi Arabia, he was greeted like no other visiting foreign dignitary anywhere in the past. Only Elizabeth Taylor could claim such a reception as Hollywood’s version of Cleopatra.

Trump’s visit was Saudi Arabia’s greatest moment of “pride”.

But even on much smaller matters, Saudis and Gulfies brag their Western employees and they have a special liking for white blue-eyed Westerners. With thousands of Americans and Westerners working in Saudi Arabia and the Gulf, it would be rare, if not impossible, to find a black American/Westerner; especially if the post involves being in the public view. And this is because, if you are a Saudi employer and you need a Westerner to fill the position of a public relations officer, you would want a white, blue-eyed person on that desk and not a black person. After all, a black Westerner could be mistaken for a Sudanese, a Somalese or a member of any other “inferior” African nation; as perceived in the eyes of the Saudis/Gulfies.

Back to the Khashoggi debacle and the role of Erdogan. As mentioned above, in his Tuesday the 23rd of October speech, Erdogan did not supply the goods, and it was time for America to pull the rug from underneath his feet, reclaim control of the narrative, and draw the Saudi yoyo back up again to give the Saudis a bit of a breather; until further notice. America can neither afford to keep the fate of the Khashoggi story in Erdogan’s hands any more than it can afford to lose the Saudi milking cow. But the human relationships between Americans and Saudis are now perhaps at their worst, and mostly for the Saudis. The Saudis have again failed the validity and fortitude test and they know they have taken a back step that needs many years, perhaps decades to recover from. In the eyes of the Americans, their credibility as partners and viability as capable men has suffered a big time blow.

The biggest twist perhaps in the Khashoggi debacle is that the Saudis have always felt that they were entitled to the same level of impunity the West affords to itself. After all, this was how Al-Saud got away with persecuting dissent, imposing undemocratic laws, and exporting Wahhabi ideology and the terror acts that come with it. Needless to mention the biggest human tragedy of them all; inflicting war crimes in Yemen, killing tens of thousands and inflicting starvation and disease upon millions others.

But when America lifted the blanket of impunity on the Saudis over the Khashoggi story leaving them out on their own to face the consequences of their crimes for a change, the Saudis indeed did not survive for more than two weeks.

Just imagine how would the world popular opinion could be manipulated if leading Western media outlets suddenly “decide” to start reporting the Yemeni tragedy and the role of Saudi Arabia in creating it, and specifically the role of MBS in creating this tragedy. Will MBS in this instance become the West’s new Saddam?

MBS has been named, his Foreign Minister desperately tried to isolate him from the Khashoggi story, but it is up to America and its “fake news” media to decide whether or not MBS is implicated, and the more they implicate him, the deeper America can dig into his pocket. And as this article was getting ready to be submitted for publishing, MBS himself broke his silence proclaiming that the murder of Khashoggi was a heinous crime and that those responsible will be punished.

Either way, when the Saudis return to the negotiating table with their American “partners”, MBS will not only be facing a bill for American protection of Saudi Arabia per se, but also a bill for protecting his own personal aspirations to become king as well as protecting his own head. He must prepare himself to expect a hefty price of his own head. What will that price be is yet to be seen.

[gardenergulfie]

There’s no comfort in Cleo’s dead eyes as they stare her down. Lizzie swallows, her mouth so, so dry from inhaling so much smoke.

“Cleo, I don’t understand-“

They laugh. “Oh Lizzie, what is there left to not understand. I made myself very clear back there. You harbored a traitor who killed me, his ally. You defended him with the whole ‘oh the boogey changes you, you couldn’t possibly understand.’”

They smirk, Lizzie’s heart drops.

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YURI WEEK!! I'm not gonna be doing all the days because I am Busy, but I did want to do some. Here's some angsty shadowrot for Day 1: Dance/Break. @mcyt-yuri-week

[gardenergulfie]

okay ^_^ here is my jote... how about uhh. something silly involving joe and the polls to commemorate the occasion

"Those are new"

Joe follows Cleo's eyeline to the flickering green-and-technicolor particles around him.

"Oh yeah, it's for the polls. Tumblr people like them I hear and I need all the votes."

One of the particles does a small loop around Joe's head then flits over to Cleo. They try and poke it, quickly retreating and shaking their hand when a jolt of static strikes it.

"Uh-huh." Cleo seems mildly skeptical, but mainly amused. "And what are they exactly?"

Joe taps his chin. "Well, the shop said they were checkmarks, but now that I have them I'm not quite sure. I'm leaning more towards eyes or insects. I suppose I have quite a lot of time to figure it out, seeing as I'm not sure how long they're staying."

Now Cleo raises an eyebrow. "Joe, did you buy some permanent eldritch upgrade from a strange and perhaps shady shopkeep just to win a poll?"

"Of course! The people nominated me for it and who am I to let down the people."

"Plus, you just want to be crowned as the sexiest tumblr man." Cleo smirks.

Joe grins and Cleo notices that the checkmarks glow brighter as he does. "That too."

Well, who is Cleo to argue with that. Classic Joe.

[gardenergulfie]

if ur still doing drabbles for votes… could i ask for some nature wives with sculk!shelby…..

"You know, it's still me."

Katherine halts -- axe still in hand -- confused by the words. "What?"

"You assume something's taken over your beloved Shelby, yes?" The sculked witch smirks, eyes a shining bright blue. "You assume she's controlled by the sculk, that if you destroy it you can free her. But..."

She draws it out, making Katherine wait with baited breath.

Shelby softens, almost imperceptably "...it's still me Katherine, your Shelby. The Shelby who you made the hat for, the Shelby who you talked with about your troubles, the Shelby who fought for your heart." Another pause. "...the Shelby who loves you."

Katherine gasps. Shelby smiles, and its soft and loving.

But there's still darkness there, in the glowing cyan depths. Anger and hurt amplified.

"But I'm also the Shelby who fears for her life, the Shelby who's been holding in so much for so long, the Shelby who refuses to be pushed around anymore!" She roars. Katherine's hands clench on her axe handle.

Calmly, like she never yelled, Shelby continues. "So, Katherine, if you want to stop me, know who you're fighting. I may love you, but I can't let you get in my way." The scythe comes out for the first time, glinting dangerously.

Katherine closes her eyes and thinks hard on her answer. She knows what she must do.

[gardenergulfie]

The jote has been cast......something about Pix mayhaps? I am in mourning

"So... how are we racapping this?"

Pix blinks, looking up at his co-writer Zloy shuffling into the office. "I'm not sure what you mean? It's not technically on hermitcraft, so it's not our jurisdiction."

"Ah, but that was until Joe and Doc." Zloy reminds him, taking the first draft of that week's script and looking them over. "Joe talked about it in his vid and it's in Doc's as well. We have to bring it up."

Pix sighs, rubbing his forehead. "Well, we can put an offhanded reference in there, something those who know what they're looking for will see."

"So I can't sneak in information about your loss into the recap?" Zloy looks up, eyes shining with mischief. Pix cant help but smirk back.

"Only if we bring up yours."

Zloy waves him off. "Already did that last time, its old news. you, on the other hand..." He trails off expectantly.

Another sigh. "Well, I'll see what we can do then."

A victorious whoop from Zloy. Pix smiles. He's not actually that torn up about this, but it's fun to have a bit of banter.

Now, back to actually writing the script, oh boy.

[gardenergulfie]

if i may request some empires 1 pealr?

"Hand me those carrots, would you Sausage? The ones by the onions. please"

Savory smells fill the kitchen of Pearl's farmhouse as the two friends cook. Finishing up her dicing of the celery, Pearl scrapes it into the large cooking pot filled with broth and other cut and diced items fresh from the farms of Gilded Helianthia.

Sausage does as he's told, bringing the bushel over to Pearl's cutting station before going back to his own. "Where did you say you got this recipe from again?"

"It's Miss Margery's, from down the road. The one with the gold rosebushes outside her window."

Sausage brights up as he remembers. "She made it at one of the cookouts! That's why it smells so familiar! Oh, I loved it there, it was on my mind for weeks afterwards!"

Pearl chuckles. "Well, thats why I had to get the recipe from her, cause you liked it so much."

"Pearl!" Sausage reaches over to hug Pearl tightly. "Oh, you're the best friend ever!"

Pearl pats his back. "Glad you think so Soos." She remembers the delight on his face when he first tasted that stew all those months ago. It was hard work getting cranky old Miss Margery to share the recipe, but a few favors and diamonds were an easy price to pay for her friend's happiness.

Sausage hugs tighter. "Love you Pearl!

"Love you too, Sausage." After a few more seconds, Pearl gently extracts herself from the crushing hug. "Now, we need to go wash our hands again. Don't want to contaminate the food."

Sausage laughs sheepishly and the two do that, getting into a small waterfight in the small sink. Pearl won, of course.

In the end, Sausage claims the stew tastes just as good as he remembers. No, even better, because he made it with his friend.

Pearl knew it would. Everything tastes better when made with love.

[gardenergulfie]

point right point left something about my girl of all time kath eliz? fairytale trio or eswap polykathule <- trying out a new name for. whatever the hell is going on w eswap kath

"Cheer up Joey, you'll get the next time."

Awkwardly, Katherine patted Joey's back as he blubbered, big dramatic tears welling up in his eyes.

"Next time, next time??? Katherine, this was the Tumblr Sexyman Bracket -- my one chance to show off my stuff -- and I lost! In the first round! How can i ever show my face to the world after this!"

He covers his face with his hands.

"Everyone thinks I'm hideous! Even that witch girl got farther than me!" Joey sobs. Katherine carefully avoids commenting that she also got father then Joey.

Katherine quickly turns to give Shelby a look before she can say anything. Joey's having a hard enough time as it is right now without the rivalry interfering.

Shelby closes her mouth with a snap and rubs the back of her neck sheepishly.

"Well, all three of us are out of the running now, so why don't we get some icecream and watch the rest of the matches?" Shelby suggests.

Katherine gives her a very grateful expression. Joey wipes his eyes then stands up tall.

"Fine, but you're not paying for me. Only fair."

Shelby grits her teeth, looking at Katherine. Katherine nods. "Fine then! I'll pay for both of you all. My treat!"

"Excellent!" Katherine pulls them both into a side-hug. "Isn't this nice."

"Sure, I suppose." "Yeah pretty nice." The two more disgruntled people mutter, pink blushes on both of their cheeks at the contact.

With a quick glance at each other, they come to the same conclusion.

Could be worse.

[gardenergulfie]

Rating: G

Word Count: 2902

Relationships: Katherine Elizabeth/Shelby Grace, Katherine Elizabeth & MythicalSausage & Shelby Grace

Characters: Shelby Grace, Katherine Elizabeth (Video Blogging RPF), MythicalSausage (Video Blogging RPF), Joey's mentioned but he doesnt show up

Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, Nature Wives, Pining, on Shelby's end, Wingmanningon Sausage's end, Feelings Oblivious, on Katherine's end, Indirect Kiss, Fluff, This is just some cute shit ngl, Unreliable Narrator, very loosely Katherine just doesnt have the full picture here, Sparring, Introspection, is it really a Gulfie fic if i dont have a character think a whole lot, this fic could maybe be classified as a character study, Arenaduo Hints, because i had to combine my favs, Empires SMP Season 2, I accidentally made Katherine's love language Words of Affirmation, WOOPS!, Sorry Not Sorry, I actually had a beta this time ty Ginger!, Canon Compliant

Katherine wasn’t sure what she expected when she got a ping on her com from Sausage, asking her to spar. Well actually, she did know what she expected. She expected to head to Sanctuary and participate in a few sets of long, flashy duels over the course of the evening. Just her and Sausage duking it out, the best foundation of a friendship.

What she hadn’t expected to see when she got there was the addition of one witch sitting cross-legged next to the usual water bottle station.

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Just some good ole Nature Wives ft Sausage, the best wingman