#I am coming back and murdering you both when the banishment time comes

[givemeuniversalcrossovers]

The replaying PLA experience so far, as documented by me;

Painful reminder of the banishment scene via the initial gossiping from people around me as I walk into the town with Professor Laventon

Sees Beni: fuck you fuck you die horridly you racist fuckwit die die I'm gonna burn down your shop

Sees Cyllene: hiiii wiifffeee

Sees Volo: You. *sees his evil fucking face* I should've known you were evil from the start by that face I never got to the betrayal scene yet because I gave up on my other account and only knew through tumblr spoilers but damn I should've fucken known

The commander going on about well I may have fallen from the sky but I'm one of them now work hard and people will trust you! Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you you piece of shit lying bastard fuck you

Volo jumpscare: fucking shit hell. "Bet you weren't expecting that" YEA I forgot you did that geez!! But fuck you I've been using the backstrike method this whole time I'm versed in the gameplay, bitch

Sees Mei: oh hiiii I forgot how pretty you were god it sucks that after this storyline you're essentially forgotten whoops, you're doing great sweetieee

Talks to the Cherrim quest guy: ah ffs it's you. I didn't even complete this quest in my other game I never even caught a Cherrim yet fuuuck

Hears Adaman and Irida arguing and hears Adaman be like "I'm not gonna waste my time" : MY GUY YOU STARTED IT?? I'M WITH IRIDA ON THIS ONE MY DUDE

Talks to Buizel guy: oh no I'll have to catch an alpha I couldn't do this quest last time without one oh nvm I caught an actual normal 2'8 Buizel nvm alls good

Also fuck the hairdresser old lady!! Obligatory 500 then unable to undo or cancel?? I just wanted to know my options at that time!! I didn't wanna actually do it!! Cunt.

[crazy-ache]

SJM is a Zutara Shipper? That sounds like Elucien....let me explain

It was recently brought to my attention that Sarah hinted in 2017 at being a Zuko/Katara shipper in the Avatar the Last Airbender series. This was exciting to hear as I was in the ATLA fandom over a decade ago and Zuko/Katara was my first OTP and introduction to fandom. I have loved them a long time and they will always hold a special place in my heart. I want to explore why Sarah shipping Zutara is really important when it comes to Elucien because there are a lot of great parallels.

Note: if you know anything about the ATLA shipping fandom/wars...you immediately know what she means by this. Zutara is a fanon ship that was often baited by the writers. Her disappointment is a shared, common reaction to the ship.

A very long, detailed analysis is below the cut. This NOT for ATLA discourse. This is intended to focus SOLELY on Elucien. Read below if you are a fan of Zutara/Elucien....

ATLA Characters vs ACOTAR Characters

Let's start with the characters themselves.

We have Prince Zuko, the exiled and scarred prince of the Fire Nation, who was banished after his evil, power-hungry father (the Fire Lord) horribly punished him for embarrassing him with his kindness (not wanting innocent soldiers to be used as bait in war), which he viewed as morally inferior and weak. It is implied his mother, a gentle-hearted woman, was abused in the marriage. She disappeared when he was young to maintain her husband's political power, only so that her children would live. The loss of his mother is his greatest trauma, along with his desire to go back home and gain his honor and father's acceptance.

Then we have Lucien Vanserra, exiled and scarred son of the Autumn Court, who had to flee after his evil, power-hungry father (the High Lord) horribly punished him for embarrassing him with his relationship with a lower-Fae female, which he viewed as repulsive and below their High Fae status. It is implied his mother, a gentle-hearted woman, was abused in the marriage. His lover was brutally murdered by the hands of his father/brothers and he had to flee, never having the chance to see his mother again. Losing Jesminda is his greatest trauma, likely along with losing his home, Court, and family.

Let's also not forget...they BOTH WEILD FIRE! I do think the Lucien/Zuko comparison is quite obvious and direct, where the Elain/Katara is a bit more symbolic.

For our ladies, we have Katara, master waterbender of the Southern Water Tribe. She is the youngest daughter of the Chief. She begins the journey as someone untrained and incapable of bending her own element, in a small, impoverished village due to the effects of war and destruction on their nation/culture by the Fire Nation. Her mother was tragically murdered by the Fire Nation in order to save her daughter's life. This is singularly her greatest trauma. Throughout the show, we see Katara become a powerful and master bender.

Finally, we have Elain Archeron, who was once human and is the middle sister in her family. She was the daughter of a once-successful merchant. She also loses her mother and is very close to her father, who she also tragically loses in the war. She loses her humanity and her fiance, Graysen, in one fell swoop when they put her in the Cauldron. This is singularly her greatest trauma, one that we see she has trouble letting go, even becoming practically comatose when it first happens. We later learn Elain possesses magic and is a seer.

A little less here, but I am not surprised. Katara and Elain, personality-wise, are very different. However, I will add that both Elain/Katara are often associated as symbols of HOPE in the narrative. But this brings me to my next point which is where I believe SJM was influenced by Zutara when writing Elucien....

Shared Grief as the Catalyst

Every Zuko/Katara shipper knows the crux of their relationship is from their shared trauma. Despite being on opposite ends of the war, they both carry an immense grief in losing their mothers to the war. It is the first thing they realize they have in common, the first moment they share a genuine, sincere connection, enough for them to reach out and open up to each other.

Elain and Lucien also have a shared trauma. They both lost their first loves/fiances. Lucien lost her tragically. Elain lost him in a brutal rejection. It broke both of their hearts, and they both carry grief and complicated emotions around it.

The hurt and pain brought Zutara together. As a result, they understand each other in ways others can't. I have no doubt that Elucien will spark from a similar place of understanding.

Complimentary Symbolism

One of the most beautiful parts of Zuko/Katara is the use of opposite/complimentary symbolism. Two halves of a whole. Balance and unity.

Zuko= Fire and Sun and Blue Spirit Katara= Water and Moon and Painted Lady

Lol can you believe we got the line below...I couldn't come up with a more romantic symbolic line if I tried and that's canon folks

Lucien = Day and Fox and Spring/Loss

Elain = Flowers and Fawns and Spring/Life

Elain, often associated with gardens and flowers and roses, was asked what she needed at her lowest point. She said "Sunshine." Enter Lucien, the secret heir to Day Court and Helion, whose name means Light. The Fox and the Fawn. Elain "Made for Spring" Archeron and Lucien "Spring Court Emissary and Courtier" Vanserra. I wrote Spring/Loss and Spring/Life because Lucien had to see Spring become ruined/flee the one place he called home. There is strong foreshadowing that Elain will help in some way to revive spring and possibly bring it back to life, hopefully with Lucien's help.

Let's also not forget that Elain was formerly human and now living as a High Fae in the Night Court. Lucien is a High Fae who looked down on humans and now lives in the mortal lands. It's an interesting dynamic!

Betrayal

Okay buckle up. This one is important. The feeling of betrayal is important to the development of both ships. Let me break this down.

Katara is a victim of the Fire Nation. Zuko is the prince of the Fire Nation who once hunted them down to retrieve the Avatar. She often conflated her feelings toward Zuko with her feelings regarding her mother's murder by the hands of the Fire Nation', as evidenced here.

Katara: I'm sorry I yelled at you before. Zuko: It doesn't matter. Katara: It's just that for so long now, whenever I would imagine the face of the enemy, it was your face.

We see these messy emotions come back when Zuko joins the team to teach Aang firebending.

Zuko: This isn't fair! Everyone else seems to trust me now! What is it with you? Katara: Oh, everyone trusts you now?! I was the first person to trust you! [Places her left hand on her heart.] Remember, back in Ba Sing Se. And you turned around and betrayed me, betrayed all of us! Zuko: What can I do to make it up to you? Katara: You really want to know? Hmm, maybe you could reconquer Ba Sing Se in the name of the Earth King. Or, I know! You could bring my mother back!

Now, at this point, we know she has not forgiven him for Ba Sing Se. Remember, this was the moment they shared their intimate connection over their shared Dead Mother trauma. (In an episode called The Crossroads of Destiny nonetheless). She offered to heal his scar, and later when given the chance to choose between what is right vs. what he wants....he chooses what he wants, which is to return home to his father for his acceptance. Katara took this as a personal betrayal and we see she still imagines his face as the enemy by demanding he bring her mother back (even though it isn't possible/he isn't responsible for it).

You know who else has mentioned betrayal?

For a long moment, Elain’s face did not shift, but those eyes seemed to focus a bit more. “Lucien,” she said at last, and he clenched his teacup to keep from shuddering at the sound of his name on her mouth. “From my sister’s stories. Her friend.” “Yes.” But Elain blinked slowly. “You were in Hybern.” “Yes.” It was all he could say. “You betrayed us.” He wished she’d shoved him out the window behind her. “It—it was a mistake.” Her eyes went frank and cold. “I was to be married in a few days.” He fought against the bristling rage, the irrational urge to find the male who’d claimed her and shred him apart. The words were a rasp as he instead said, “I know. I’m sorry.”

Elain associates Lucien's involvement with Ianthe/Hybern/The Cauldron as a personal betrayal. Lucien, much like Zuko, is sorry for his actions that have hurt her.

Both Zuko and Lucien don't argue about the anger/accusations of betrayal. They own it. They just want to make it right.

In the same episode of the snippet above ("You could bring my mother back!") Zuko and Katara go on their infamous "field trip" or journey together, just the two of them. Despite Katara's anger, the two of them are in perfect sync. They are the perfect team and pair, moving fluid in their elements, sneaking around enemy ships. Zuko defends her desire for closure (however dark it may be) against her friends and family wishes. He never questions her. He supports her emotionally. He yells at an enemy solider- "Don't lie! You look her in the eye and you tell me you don't remember what you did." (OH COME ON, what is hotter than that!?) In the end, she forgives him. Not because of what he did. But because he understands her and gives her space and places no expectations of who she is or what she should do. He accepts her. All the dark and pain and light inside.

Don't mind the romantic sunset in the background

Going on an adventure? Likely against the wishes of friends and family due to it being dangerous? Doing whatever is necessary to help the girl forgive you/trust you? Giving her the necessary space and support to do what she has set her mind to? Helping her find closure and healing along the way? Falling love? Sure sounds like an Elucien book......wonder where SJM got the inspiration?

Azriel vs Aang

I cannot write this post without mentioning Aang and Azriel. This is NOT an ATLA shipping discourse so please no comments regarding the Kataang/Zutara ship war. I am using this as a comparison to Elucien/E/riel.

I have a feeling that SJM has written Azriel (specifically in the Bonus Chapter) to serve as a foil to Aang's dynamic to Katara. Which is that both characters feel entitled to their crush.

Aang, the young hero and savior of the world, has a long-standing crush on Katara that is not really reciprocated romantically throughout the series.

When the group goes to watch a play based on themselves, there is scene where the actors on stage go:

Actor Zuko: Wait, I thought you were the Avatar's girl! [Aang in the audience nods in agreement.] Actress Katara: The Avatar? Why, he's like a little brother to me! I certainly don't think of him in a romantic way. [Aang in the audience grows concerned.] Besides, how could he ever find out about ... this? [Actress Katara and Actor Zuko embrace and hold hands while Actress Katara pops up one leg. Aang gets up from his seat to leave.]

It can be interpreted that his nodding and getting upset is attributed to feeling possessive of his crush on Katara. That she belongs to him, as he is the Hero and the Avatar, and should get the girl. He is jealous of something that didn't actually happen between the actors on stage (he is only 12 to be fair).

Further evidence here:

Aang: But it's true, isn't it? We kissed at the Invasion, and I thought we were gonna be together. But we're not. Katara: Aang, I don't know. Aang: Why don't you know? Katara: Because, we're in the middle of a war, and, we have other things to worry about. This isn't the right time.

...and then he kisses her, and she doesn't want it/isn't expecting it, and runs away back to the theater. We won't get into that here.

Hm, this story sounds familiar....

Azriel ignored the question. "The Cauldron chose three sisters. Tell me how it's possible that my two brothers are with two of those sisters, yet the third was given to another."

There is a similar sense of entitlement, that also ended with Elain running away from the scene, upset. The difference being he rejected her at the urging (and convincing) of Rhysand because he knew it was a mistake.

Tension & Healing & Growth (What's Next)

"There is a great deal of tension, growth, and healing to be found for both of them (together)." - from Sarah J Maas herself. If she was a Zutara shipper, I can totally see her inspiration in elements of Elucien.

In the end, many Zuko/Katara shippers really believed these two brought out the best in each other in the best possible ways. (I know I did). And I think that's a big reason a lot of Eluciens ship Elain/Lucien...the potential of how they'll complement each other is so huge.

Just as Katara and Zuko were once extremely tense in their relationship, they underwent an incredible and beautiful journey of healing and growth. One that ended in....Zuko sacrificing his life for her. Animated in slow motion with romantic/epic musical scores. For the girl who lost her mother (who sacrificed herself to save her daughter). An epic friendship but no romance....which Sarah herself agreed she wasn't a fan of....

So I imagine she is going to rectify that narrative for Elucien. I for one cannot wait to read their story in their book.

[rebelwrites]

Twenty Eight: Till The Wheels Fall Off

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

Till The Wheels Fall Off Masterlist

Small town meets the fast lane. What happens when two souls meet? Will it end in happiness or will they both crash and burn?

A/N so this is it, this is the final part of this series 🥺 I put so much of myself into this story and kinda sad it didn’t get more love but hey what can you do! I hope you have enjoyed following the journey of Charles and Nova!! They will forever hold a special interest pace in my heart ❤️

As always reblogs and feedback is highly appreciated ❤️ if you want tagging in future parts let me know ❤️

Christmas was now only three days away, it had always been my favorite season. Everything about it made me feel like a child again. The excitement of getting gifts, the ambiance of the tree lit up, the warm fuzzy feeling on the cold winter nights wrapped up with a large mug of hot chocolate. The whole festive period was full of magic and I couldn’t get enough.

But everything was different this year.

It was coming up on three months since we lost Pops and I was struggling to see the magic in anything, everything just reminded me of him.

Walking into my bedroom I found Charles routing through my wardrobe, tossing items of clothing at the open suitcase that was placed on top of my bed. “You won’t find anything in there that's your size,” I chuckled, shrugging off my dressing gown, hanging it on the back of the door.

“Haha, very funny,” Charles laughed, spinning around holding a very sparkly red dress. “Why have I never seen you in this before?”

“Because it was banished to the back of the closet for a reason,” I huffed, grabbing the dress from him, placing it back where it belonged. “I fell in love with it when I brought it but it just makes me feel so self conscious, plus I’ve gained weight since I brought it so I doubt it would fit me anymore.”

Charles slowly nodded at me, wrapping his arms around my waist. The smirk on his face was telling me he was up to something. “Can I ask why you are raiding my clothes and why is my suitcase on my bed?”

“It’s a surprise,” he winked, turning back to the task he was doing when I walked in. “I’m nearly done anyway so make sure you are wearing something comfy and meet me downstairs in ten.”

“You know I hate surprises right?” I huffed, folding my arms across my chest.

“Quit moaning, Sunshine and get your ass dressed.” he hummed.

“Fine, but if this is a shit surprise I will -”

“Rip my limbs off, I know that seems to be your go to punishment at the moment,” he laughed, finally closing my wardrobe.

Rolling my eyes at my boyfriend I pulled what I needed from my drawers before slipping into the bathroom to get ready. It didn’t take a genius to figure out he was planning some sort of trip which was why I found myself putting a bit more effort in my appearance knowing that wherever we were going there would more than likely be press hanging around.

I could hear everyone moaning at the bottom of the stairs as I made my way down.

“I hope your time keeping is better when you are working,” Charles hummed, cocking his brow at me. “because Fred will skin you alive.”

“Baby, you are forgetting Fred loves me, I’m the favorite. He would cover up a murder and help me hide the body if I asked him to.” I smirked, poking my tongue out at him.

Hours had passed and no one was telling me where we were going, looking around the cabin of the private jet I realized both Charles and Elenor were asleep but there was the soft glow from a phone coming from where Jax was sitting. Kicking the blanket off my body I pushed myself up to my feet making my way over to my brother.

“What’s up Squirt?” he asked, pulling out his headphones, pausing whatever movie he was watching .

“Just thinking about the future,” I whispered, settling on the seat next to him, resting my head on his shoulder. “I haven’t told Charles yet but I am actually nervous about starting with Ferrari at the start of the season.”

“Kiddo, you are gonna do amazing,” Jax whispered, gently squeezing my hand. “I don’t know why you kept your talent of photography a secret for all these years. Plus everyone already loves you.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at my older brother, “you are just saying that because we are family.” I scoffed.

“I am being serious and obviously Fred loves your work otherwise he wouldn’t have hired you.”

“I guess you are right,” I shrugged, trying to hide the yawn that escaped my lips.

“Squirt, I’m always right,” he smirked, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “Why don’t you try and get some sleep.”

I was going to fight it but my body was screaming at me to get some rest, I had no idea what Charles was planning so decided Jax was once again right. Soon enough I found myself next to Charles, automatically I snuggled into his warm body letting his heartbeat be the soothing sound I needed to finally drift off to sleep.

Charles was a sneaky devil, the first thing I was surprised about was how I had no idea how he managed to plan a trip to Monaco to spend Christmas with his family without me realizing anything was going on, but it was like he knew what I needed. As much as I loved Charming and it would always be my home I needed to get away from it for a bit, in fact we all did, especially with it being the first Christmas without Pops. The second thing was he had packed the red dress that I told him had been banished to the back of the closet for the rest of eternity.

I couldn’t believe I agreed to try it on but the moment he slowly fastened the zipper on the back I was shocked. The dress fitted better now than it ever did when I first brought it. I was adamant this would never fit me again but one look in the mirror and I was practically reduced to tears. The moment I locked eyes with Charles through the reflection I finally felt beautiful, quietly and without me even realizing it the man I called my boyfriend had single handedly rebuilt my confidence bit by bit.

“Come on then, Sunshine, let's go for a walk,” he hummed, pressing a kiss against my cheek.

“Don’t you think we are a bit overdressed for a walk?” I questioned, spinning round letting my arms wrap around his neck.

“We are in Monaco, some people might think you are under dressed.”

“And what do you think, Mr Leclerc?” I purred, brushing my nose against his.

“Absolutely radiant,” he whispered, his lips gazing mine and his eyes darkening slightly as he spoke. “If I didn’t have plans for us I would be tearing it off with my teeth.”

Leaning up so I was on my tiptoes I brushed my lips against the shell of his ear feeling him shiver under my touch, “If that's the case I’d rather stay right here.”

“Stop being a tease, Teller,” he growled, tightening his grip on my hips. “I have something special planned so get that ass moving.”

The streets of Monaco looked absolutely stunning under the moonlight, I was slowly starting to feel the magic of Christmas returning. For once in my life I didn’t care if the press snapped a picture of me and Charles, nothing mattered at that moment.

Soon enough we came to the sea front and Charles came to a stop, swiftly kicking off his shoes and socks, “fancy a walk on the beach?” he asked, for some reason he was nervously looking around but I didn’t think anything of it

“Why not it’s a beautiful night,” I beamed, taking his hand as I pushed my heels off my feet.

There was no one else around making everything feel more romantic, like there was no one else on the planet and it was just me and Charles.

As we were walking across the sand I let my mind wander. The past five months had been an utter whirlwind, never in a million years did I think I would end up dating someone, let alone Charles Leclerc. I always refused to believe in soulmates, to me it was something companies made up to get money out of gullible couples but that all changed the moment Charles came speeding into my life. He caused my world to shift on its axis, he was the one who made me love again and if anyone asked if I believed in soulmates my answer was yes because Charles was mine. There was something about our connection that I couldn’t explain, it was like our souls had danced together in a previous lifetime.

Once again Charles came to a standstill, dropping our shoes onto the warm sand. “Nova Teller,” he whispered, taking my hands in his.

“Charles Leclerc,” I giggled, causing a large smile to appear on his beautiful face.

“The moment you came crashing into the bar reciting the Monza commentary I was drawn to you, I couldn’t get you out of my head. That night I found myself watching you move gracefully around the bar, laughing and joking with everyone.”

My heart started pounding against my chest as I realized what he was doing, this was the reason he wanted to dress up, why he wanted to go for a random walk on Christmas eve. Tears threatened to spill over my lash line as I found myself biting my tongue wanting to let him finish.

“I never thought I had a chance with you if I was being honest, but here we are spending one of many beautiful nights together. I have never loved anyone as much as I loved you. I made a vow to myself that I was never going to let myself fall in love again but that all changed the moment I laid eyes on you.” His eyes were glistening from unshed tears in the moonlight, his movements were slow as he dropped to one knee, pulling out a red velvet box from his jacket pocket.

My hand flew to my mouth as the tears started to fall. Never in a million years did I think I would get a moment like this and here I was experiencing it with Charles Leclerc.

“I couldn’t tell you at the time but this was the reason I had a call with JT, I didn’t want to do this without his blessing and Sunshine the first words out of his mouth was ‘it took you long enough to ask’” he chuckled, as he finally opened the box to reveal the most stunning ring I had ever seen. “So I’m not going to make you wait any longer, Nova Teller, will you be my wife, will you marry me?”

It was like the words got caught in my throat and the only thing I could do was nod my head like a madwoman. After what felt like an eternity I finally found my words. “Yes Char,” I whispered, tears streaming down my cheeks as he slid the ring onto my finger. My heart was bursting with love, especially knowing that he rang Pops to make sure he had his blessing.

Once the ring was sat in the right position Charles pushed himself to his feet, pulling me in for the most passionate kiss we had ever had. I felt like I was in one of those cheesy rom coms, but it was perfection, better than I could have ever dreamt of. Slowly I pulled away from Charles resting my forehead against his, giving myself a chance to catch my breath from the kiss.

The man standing in my arms was the one who never stopped believing in me, and I was proud to call him my fiancé “Thank you for being here and not giving up on me,” I whispered, letting my eyes flutter close.

“Sunshine, I’m not going anywhere, plus you have said you will be my wife so baby you are kinda stuck with me now,” he hummed, running his fingers through my hair. He paused for a second, pressing a tender kiss to the top of my head. Nothing could match this feeling. For the first time in the past three months I realized there was light at the end of the tunnel. I knew I was going to be alright, as long as I had my family behind me and Charles standing by my side. I couldn’t prepare myself for the next five words to pass his lips, but it was the words I needed to hear from the man I loved.

“Till the wheels fall off.”

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Roll for Giggles Part 4

This is a slightly NSFW story that includes: Tickling, light bondage, and body worship. But no direct sexual acts. To read part 1 go here for part 5 go HERE. And as always if you like what you see, feel free to say so, like it, share it, leave a comment. Thanks for reading

They set the timer for the break at 3 minutes and hit go. Thy gave you about 30 seconds

free just to make sure you had your water and were drinking it. Just the thought of how much they care about you brings a smile to your face. You really lucked out with them as a ler, after hearing the horror stories on the web, you half thought they would be a serial killer when you first met. You already had the name in your head about what the news would call them "the Mirthful Murder" the person who tickles their victims to death. But they were nothing like the villan you pictured in your minds eye. They were soft, sweet, caring, and understanding. While there were times you felt like you were going to die do to their machinations, they always brought you back from the brink and made sure everything was perfectly ok.

You even tested them once during your early sessions when they were knuckle deep in your sensitive arm pits and said "red". And before you knew it, you were free, with a water in hand and them apologizing for not reading your body language. When you explained that it was a test to see how they would react they were both relieved and understanding as to why you posed the test. That reaction by them immediately and permanently banished all doubt from your mind about them. They were the real deal.

That's when you felt a poke on your shoulder "Hey, did I break you already?" Comes the voice of the person who was flooding your thoughts just a moment ago "huh... what? Oh... no, sorry. Just got lost in my thoughts" You admit with a sheepish grin. A wide toothy smile as your ler playfully shoves your shoulder "You be careful getting lost in there, I haven't had a chance to clear it out of all thoughts. It's dangerous in there." You can't help but laugh at that, they are such a goober at times and they always illicit smiles from you no matter what they do. You really appreciate that about them.

"So far, how are you liking the game?" They ask you, and you know they want honest feed back. "It's great. It's innovative, creative, and while there is a semblance of choice, it all boils down to what the dice say" you reply in an thoughtful tone. "So far, just after one roll of the dice, I am well and truly flustered by it. I can almost still feel those stupid bristles in my belly button, and you know how much I hate that" you tease with your voice dripping with sarcasm. You both giggle at that, maybe they aren't the only goober here, but meh, what the heck. When in Rome.

You don't notice the timer as the conversation rolls on like a hummingbird on crack, neither of you keep to a single topic for too long and then you hear the beeping of the alarm. "Well that's break" they say. You look confused for a second, where did the time go? They see your confusion "time flies when you're having fun, but now to get back to it" they remark as they hand you the dice. *Well, here we go again* you think to yourself as you get the D20 and roll it. When it comes to a stop your heart skips a beat and your ler's eyes light up. Staring up at you, as if it was mocking you from the felt lined bowl is the number you at the same time longed and dreaded to see, a 20. "OH ho ho, a nat 20" your ler exclaims in glee "man first a 17, now a 20? The dice either hate you or love me." You respond in a mocking tone "meh meh meh me meh me meh" and you stick your tongue out. "Now what shall I use for the next 20 minutes?" They ask as you roll the d12, with both of of you knowing no matter what comes up, you know you're going to be howling before the timer expires. So you give it a toss and it lands on a 12. “Awe come on!” You exclaim and with a sigh as you give the dice two more rolls, they come up with a 1 & 7 They playfully flex their fingers in your face "I always appreciate a good finger workout, and my mouth gets to play with your feet? Thanks for rolling those for me." You're response is just a mock grimace. "Now how hard should this little guys go about their giggly work?" You roll the d10 and a thought that this is rigged against you flashes through you mind as it lands on an 8. "Uh ohhhh someone is in trouble. But how deep trouble?" They ask as you roll the d8 and you roll a 3. A slight relief, better a normal chair than the dreaded *loved* tickle chair. "And what part of you am I going to be working on for the next 20 minutes?" This is the moment of truth, they put all your worst parts on the board, but there are some worse than others. You pick up the d6 and your heart drops like a feather in a vacuum. A 1, your feet, one of the if not the most ticklish parts of your body. "Woooooow" they remark "I was just joking about the dice hating you, but they really *really* do. So you are going to be chair tied, and my fingers and mouth are going to work your poor, sensitive feet for the next 20 minutes? At least you'll have a smile on your face." You can do nothing but stick out your tongue and that causes them to chuckle.

"Come on, the sooner we start, the sooner it's over for you" they say as they stand up and hold out their hand for you to take. You nod at that logic and take their hand and they bring you to a wooden arm chair that you have used in upper body tickles, but never with your feet being tickled. It has a padded back, and padded arms. You can see the scratch marks left on the ends by your nails. Its a sturdy chair, a comfortable one too. This has you interested though you would never openly admit it, not yet. "Please sit with your arms on the arms rest" and you obey laying your arms on the rests. They take cling film and encase your forearms, sealing them like glue to the arm rests. They then take the film and wrap your still exposed pink midsection to the back. "OK, you ready to lay down?" They ask. "Wait what?" Your mind starts running to what they mean "w-why lay down?" You stammer out. They look at you and matter-a-factly say "to get at your feet silly. How can I get to them like this?" The question makes you see the logic if it all. "Uh... ok, but... won't it hurt?" You ask more of curiosity than actual fear. "It shouldn't, but you know if it does, all you have to do is say so and I'll stop." That was so reassuring, and with your curiosity sated for the time, you nod to be laid down. They move behind you and gently, almost reverently, they tip your chair back and guide you to the ground. Your head kisses the ground, your roll it around as if you are already laughing and notice a problem "Can I have a pillow please?" With out a word they go to the spare bedroom and get you your pillow that you left here for when you spend the night after getting wrecked. They place it under your head and you give it the same treatment as you did before. If this pillow could talk, the stories it would tell would fluster you to death. "OK friend, legs on the legs of the chair please." They ask and you obey. They fix your legs so they are straight on the legs of the chair and wrap them with the film. Well wrap would be putting it lightly. They dang near encase your legs from your calf to your knees in that clear, selfsticking substance. "Ok, try to get out" they ask and you give it the ol' college try. But try as you might, there was no give to be had, no slack to be found. To put it another way, you were going no where, and you love it!

So there you are, your are on a well padded chair, arms legs and body sealed to with with near clear wrap, your head on a pillow with your eyes staring up to the ceiling. Your feet, which are for the moment still encased in the protective layer of your shoes and semi-protective layer of your socks, are just handing from the end of the chair. Before your ler begins, they triple check that everything feels safe and comfortable. When you confirm that you do indeed feel safe, they show you the timer set for 20 minutes and hit start.

They put their phone down and you lose sight of them. But you feel them picking at the knots on your shoes, you don't tie them tight when you come to a session because you know that will only delay the inevitable. With in a few second they reverently take off your shoes. You know they love your socks, and so you chose their favorite pair. As your socked feet are free from what your ler calls “Shoe prison” you tease them by wiggling your toes and remark with a grin “It feels good to be out of those shoes.” As is tradition, and one you have come to look forward to because of how it makes you feel and how they look forward to it, your ler gives a soft kiss to each of your socked toes. This causes you to giggle, you have never had someone so interested in your socked feet before them and it feels good. “Now that the formalities are out of the way, lets get to it” They say as you catch a glance at the clock, 18:57 Ha you think to yourself they already wasted a minute on this, maybe if I am oh so cute with my socks, they'll forget everything about tickling me. You smile at the thought and wiggle your feet, but you know that your ler is only going to take that as an invite to really get into it. Its a tactic you have tried before and they ALMOST fell for it, but one giggle from your lips snapped back to reality and you paid for it with tears and laughter. They start slowly, just tracing the outline of your socked feet with their fingers, just teasing the covered nerves on your feet. That sends warning signals to your brain, but you try to fight through it. Just focus on your breathing, make them work for it you think to your self. Your wrapped chest starts to heave a little harder as they slowly walk their fingers up from your heels and every so often they “slip” and they slide along the soles. They haven't really started yet and already you have a massive grin plastered on your face. You look over and see only twenty seconds have slipped off the clock oh boy you think, and thats the last thought you have as without warning all ten of their fingers dig into your soft, sensitive. socked soles and your mind goes white. “AHAHAHA” You burst out laughing. You thrash against the plastic that is binding you to this chair of doom, but its no use, there is no give. Your head rolls around on the pillow as the your unfettered laughter fills the room, and echos back mockingly to your ears. “Ah, I am so happy you rolled like this, I was hoping to have some quality alone time with your feet.” Your ler teases as they use one hand to hold the left foot, but sadistically scrub the right one, your brain not knowing what to make of it all and all you can do is lay there with laughter pouring out of you. “You know, you always wear such the best socks, I need to taste them a bit” they say. “W-W-WAIHAHAHAHAIT NO-NOHOHOHOT YEHEHET” You exclaim and you know when their mouth gets added to the party, thats its for you. “Hey, you rolled them, not me” they say as the feeling you knew was coming finally arrived. The feeling of their teeth just nibbling the sock clad balls of your feet, and the only thing you can do at that point is screw your eyes shut and laugh your head off.

What feels like an eternity later, you get the slightest of reprieves as they pause for a second to let you catch your breath as they take your socks off. In this moment you catch a glance at the clock 13:23. How has only 5 minute passed. Guh, I hate tickle time you think to yourself as tears of laughter and joy trickle down the sides of your head. After a few seconds, your socks are off and your soft feet are exposed to the world.

“Well that was a fun warm up” they remark and all you can do is try to catch your breath as soft giggles pass your lips from the still tingling soles. “Hold on a second, I have an idea” they say as they walk around to you and take their phone and pause the clock. “I know you absolutely love to have the space between your toes tickled, but they are just so dang squrimy sooooo, im gonna tie them back.” With that, they get two zip ties and loosely zip them around your ankles, not that you needed more securing in that department. Then comes the string, and one by one your toes are tied back and separated from each other to the zip ties. As your ler asks you, you give them a wiggle and shake, they aren't budging and there is no pain or discomfort. You do feel how tight the skin is on the soles of your feet, but that was to be expected, as you brought it up before and they explained to you the fact that your skin is just stretched a bit. After, again, checking to make sure you are safe they start the clock. This is going to be a long 13 minutes you think to yourself. That is when you feel the warm wet feeling of their tongue sliding between your toes. You yelp and jump at the unexpected feeling of saliva so soon, and you start to giggle and moan. This tickles, but is also feels wierdly good. Its hard to explain the sensation that is going on in your brain. While your mind is focused on the feeling of their tongue between your toes, they start have their fingers do a devilish dance on your tight soles. If you weren't tied up so well, your reflexes would have sent your foot straight up to their jaw. You let out a cackle of laughter as their fingers find all of your spots. Its like they have a map, which of course you know they do. Their dexterous digits dig into your soles as their tongue plays ever so lightly with your toes and you have no thought, no recourse, all you can do is laugh. You try to fight, you try to close the gaps between your toes, but its pointless. Your feet and toes are stuck fast against the onslaught of tantalizing tickles. Just as you are kind of getting used to this, they change tact. All ten of their fingers attack your left foot, one hand focusing on your sole, the other bobbing in and out of your toe gaps. Their mouth on the other hand is gently munching up a storm on your right foot. Their teeth gently scraping from the balls of your feet, through your soles and to your heels and back up again. You don't know what is worse for you, for this is a new tactic they have unleashed, and that sends you from your normal laughter, straight to full on uncontrollable howling hysterics. You pull with all your might inadvertently trying to break free, you pull so hard on the arms, you feel like they may break. But there is no give to be had in the construction of this chair. What was once a trickle has now become a torrent of tears streaming from your eyes, soaking the pillow case under your head. “Boy your feet sure are ticklish, I can't believe that I haven't tried this yet. Ten out of ten I have to say” says the person who is putting you through this torment with childish glee seeping from their voice.

Just when you think it can't possibly get any worse, it does. Their fingers go from attacking one foot to attacking your toe gaps, each finger nail scraping like there is gold buried in-between your toes, and their mouth jumps back and forth between your feet. You never know where they are going to strike next, it is a hopeless situation that leaves you making a cacophony of cackles that your ler says are “Music to my ears”. Thats when the music to your ears sound. The alarm. Its been 20 minutes of pure ticklish torture. As the alarm sounds, your ler stops what they were doing and starts to gently free you. Taking the strings off your toes, and cutting the zip ties. As they go about their work to give you your freedom, you try to catch your breath. Your mind is racing at a thousand miles an hour, still waiting for the next ticking sensation to come from them, you strain to catch your breath as you are brought upright and they go about freeing the rest of your body “Well then, that was fun wasn't it?” You don't even have the energy to respond, faint giggles still passing your lips, your ears still ringing with the sound of your own laughter and their barbed teases, so you just nod. “After a time like that, I am giving you a 10 minute break, don't want to wear you out too fast now do we?” They ask as the final binding is cut loose and you look at them with your brain slowly coming back to you and a glint of determination and playful defiance in your eyes “As if you could.” With a chortle they help you up, your feet are still so sensitive after being worked on so much, and they guide you back to the couch. Water in hand you drink and wonder what next devilish delights do the dice hold for you.

[velidewrites]

A dark shadow of war looms over Ravka.

Banished to the lands lurking beyond the murderous Fold, the Inferni have been nurturing a grudge for decades. Now, with a secret asset fighting on their side, the Vanserras are ready to strike.

On the other side of the empire, two of the Archeron sisters find themselves joining the army of a mysterious Dark General - and the very last of the Shadow Summoners. With nothing left to lose, and everything to gain, Feyre and Elain will not rest until they get back what the Grisha had stolen from them.

And if it means war…

So be it.

Pairings: Feysand, Elucien, Neris

Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, ACOTAR Shadow & Bone AU, Multi POV, Grisha!Archeron Sisters, AU where everyone is a little insane, Rated G for God someone needs to kill Beron already

Beta'd by @thesistersarcheron <3

Prologue || Read on AO3

Through the crack in the door, Nesta could see her sister’s face, cold and solemn like the hardest stone.

“By royal decree,” Feyre Archeron announced, her finger pointed somewhere forward, “I sentence you to death, monster.”

The room echoed with a small giggle, and the girl crossed her arms. “You’re not supposed to laugh.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Elain’s voice came in response. “Do it again, I promise I’ll be good this time.”

“That’s what you said five minutes ago!” the younger accused. “I don’t want to play if you’ll keep laughing at me like this.”

“Oh, come on, Fey-ruh,” Elain whined, and, out of their sight, Nesta rolled her eyes. She always had this annoying habit of drawling out their names whenever things wouldn’t go her way. “It’s not my fault you made me the monster again.”

Feyre shrugged. “Well, Nesta isn’t here, and I am a much better king than both of you, anyway.”

“I heard that,” Nesta finally said, stepping out of the shadows, and Feyre flinched in surprise.

“See?” she asked, turning to Elain again. “I could never play the monster as well as the two of you.”

Elain grimaced. “That’s because you’re always so loud,” she said, and Feyre’s blue-grey eyes narrowed.

Taking a step closer to her sisters, Nesta demanded, “What are the two of you doing, anyway?”

“What does it look like we’re doing?” Feyre gestured to Elain, her small form crouching under the weight of the long, black curtain draped over her shoulders. “Our sister makes a pretty monster, wouldn’t you agree?

Elain huffed, her pink lips pursed in annoyance, and Feyre laughed.

“They’re called the volcra,” Nesta said, and just like that, the room fell silent.

“Mother says we’re not supposed to say it out loud,” Elain whispered, and Feyre nodded along, horror creeping into her shining stare.

Nesta slid the costume off her sister, letting the fabric fall to the floor with a heavy thud. “Mother also said we are to stop playing such nonsense. You know how she feels about these things.”

Elain’s lips thinned.

Feyre asked quietly, “Is that why you stopped coming?”

Something stung at Nesta’s heart at that. Their mother was superstitious, yes, but there was truth to her warnings—ever since the war had started, there was no telling who—or what—was lurking beyond the safety of East Ravka’s borders. Watching. Listening.

She missed the time before the war, the time when she was younger. Things seemed to be…easier back then. She could play and laugh with her sisters without worrying that the fearsome creatures they’d pretended to be might one day escape their imagination. Could leave the house and visit the market without her mother’s tight grip on her hand and steps too quick to catch up with. Now, with each passing year, it seemed as though more and more of her freedom was being replaced by fear.

All because of them.

Ignoring the anger simmering down the pit of her stomach, Nesta took Feyre’s hand. “Alright, let’s play. But only for a few minutes, okay?”

Feyre smiled widely, those glittering stars returning into her gaze. “Will you be the monster?” she asked, and Nesta sighed.

“Yes, why not,” she agreed, and Elain squealed in delight.

She reached for the curtain pooling at her sister’s feet when she heard it.

A voice—sharp and unyielding, muffled by the wall separating them from its source. “Move.”

“Apologies, Commander, but I must insist—”

Feyre’s big eyes looked up at Nesta. “Father?” she asked quietly.

She pressed a finger to her lips. “Stay behind me,” she ordered, and moved toward the slim opening in the door.

The response came even sharper now. “Your apologies mean nothing to me,” the strange man told him. “Now move.”

Nesta squinted.

“What do you see?” Elain whispered, and Nesta shushed them again.

Three figures stood on their doorstep—tall and dressed in bizarre robes that nearly reached the floor, embroidered with patterns she’d never seen and fur at the collar to keep warm from the raging winter outside.

She’d never seen them, but Nesta could recognise them all the same.

The real monsters had finally come.

Another figure stepped forward, blocking the Grisha from entering. “Please,” their mother called. “We don’t have what you’re looking for.”

“We’ll be the judge of that,” the second man barked.

Mother shook her head. “She’s not like that, I swear, I’m her mother—”

“Like what?” the first man cut in, his fists tightening at his sides.

She hesitated. “Like you.”

His companion cocked his head. “Are you not devoted supporters of the Second Army, Lord and Lady Archeron?” he asked. “Of those blessed by the Saints themselves to protect you and your kind?”

“We are, we are,” Mother agreed, lifting a defensive hand. “But, Nesta—she’s fourteen.”

Nesta froze.

They came…for her?

“The Second Army is no place for a child,” her father supplied weakly.

The third figure—a woman—offered them a smile. “If she is one of us, the Second Army will be her home,” she said, her voice gentle, calm. “We’ll make sure she is welcomed by all.”

The man beside her nodded. “And, when her time comes, she will fulfil her duty as a member of the Grisha Order.”

A stifled cry escaped her mother’s throat. “Please, go. My daughter is not Grisha.”

“Get out of the way,” the first man growled, and forced his way inside.

“Nesta,” Elain said quietly. “What are they talking about?” she asked, but Nesta only shook her head.

Feyre wiggled in beside her. “Let me see,” she said, opening the door a little bit wider.

Nesta’s eyes widened. “Feyre, no—” she started, but it was already too late.

A small gasp tore from her sister’s lips as she met the stare of the Grisha male.

“Hello, sweetheart,” he greeted, a wicked smile twisting his lips. “Are you the one we’re looking for?”

Feyre stopped breathing entirely.

“She looks a little young,” his friend observed, his brown eyes narrowing on the girl.

That was enough.

Nesta pushed Feyre behind her and opened the door wide. “You are looking for me.”

“Nesta, no!” Elain cried.

“Quiet,” she said without turning back. She could only dare to meet the Grisha’s stare as she told him, “I am Nesta Archeron. You have come to test me?”

The man hummed. “What a well-spoken young lady. You have done a good job, Lady Archeron,” he added, throwing Mother a quick glance, “at ensuring your daughter does not turn out like you.”

Nesta’s eyes narrowed. “Keep my mother out of your mouth. This does not concern her.”

His smile grew wider. “Ah, there’s that sharp tongue I expected—perhaps I was wrong, then,” he mused. “But, young Nesta, you are quite right—indeed it is a matter between you and the Kingdom of Ravka.”

The other man, so much taller than his companion that Feyre’s body shivered behind her, joined him at his side. “If you are one of us, Nesta Archeron,” he explained, “you will be taken to the Little Palace in Os Alta and trained by some of the most skilled members of our Order. By the time you reach maturity, you will be enrolled into the Second Army, fighting for the lives of the King, and the brave people of East Ravka. Nod if you understand.”

Nesta’s mouth went dry—but she nodded anyway.

“Excellent. Now, come forward.”

She did not. “What are you going to do to me?”

The man sighed, but the Grisha woman cut him a stern look. Slowly, she stepped in closer toward the sisters, a wary smile blooming on her face as she kneeled down before Nesta. “It will not hurt,” she told her, and reached for something in her pocket. When her fist opened to reveal a thin, long needle, Nesta sucked in a breath. “I am only going to prick your finger,” she told her quietly. “If you are one of us, your blood will betray it.”

Nesta swallowed hard, forcing herself to meet the woman’s gaze. “And if I’m not?”

She smiled again. “Then we shall leave your house at once.”

“And come back in a few years,” the man behind her murmured, eyeing the two girls behind her.

Nesta’s teeth gritted. If she was, in fact, Grisha, she would kill this man herself—the only way she’d ever let him come back for her sisters was over her dead body.

“Proceed,” she told them, something in her gut twisting as her mother cried out again.

“Nesta,” a trembling voice called behind her.

“It’s okay, Elain. Nothing’s going to happen,” Nesta assured her, because it was true. She wasn’t one of the Grisha—she simply couldn’t be. She could never do the things people whispered about in the markets—magic, they would say. Nesta had no magic. She wasn’t special. She was only…angry.

Elain nodded, even though fat, silver tears began to form in the corners of her doe-like eyes. “Okay,” she said, and only then did Nesta finally step forward.

“I want her to do it,” she said, pointing at the woman with the needle.

The two men huffed. “How is it that they always ask you to do it?” one of them asked, and she rolled her eyes.

“Because, unlike you,  I am not an asshole,” she told them, then shot a quick glance at the sisters. “Pardon my language.”

“Just get it over with, Miryam,” the Grisha man urged her.

The woman—Miryam—ignored him completely, directing another warm smile at Nesta. “Come forward, please.”

And, for some reason, Nesta did.

“Unbelievable,” the tall man murmured. “Is that how you do it?”

The look she shot him was deadly. “I would never use my powers on children, Jurian.”

“Who are you?” Nesta asked her quietly.

That light smile returned to the woman’s face. “I am what they call a Heartrender.” She pointed to her robe, crimson with black swirls adorning the fabric. “The colours of our keftas reveal the Order we are part of. By sensing the blood in your body, I am able to manipulate it to my will. Though I would never do that to you,” she added quickly when Nesta stumbled back a step.

“How do I know you’re telling the truth?” Nesta challenged.

A shadow of sadness passed over Miryam’s beautiful features. “I suppose I could give you my word, though I imagine it means very little to you right now.” She waved a hand, as if chasing the feeling away. “If you join our ranks, perhaps that will change.”

“Saints, Miryam,” the other man grumbled. “We have other houses to get through.”

“You’ll have to forgive my friend,” she told her, not even looking back in his direction. “He is very grumpy today.”

“He looks like he gets grumpy a lot,” Nesta observed, and Miryam chuckled.

“Quite right, he does.” She reached out a hand. “Now, if you’ll be so kind.”

Nesta chewed on her lip. “I’m afraid,” she admitted, quiet enough for no one else to hear.

The woman nodded solemnly. “I understand. I can only promise you this—if you are one of us, no harm will ever come to you.”

Finally, Nesta nodded and slid a hand into hers. “Okay. I trust you.”

Miryam released a breath. “Thank you, Nesta,” she said, and pierced the needle into her skin.

Nesta’s mother screamed.

Fire, wild and seething, erupted from Nesta’s hand, lighting up the room with a silver light.

Her sisters’ dug into her back, her shoulders, pulling her back to safety, but Nesta didn’t move, couldn’t move, hypnotised by the sizzling flames that should’ve burned but didn’t.

Why didn’t they burn?

Her fire was so…cold.

Nesta’s favourite season was winter. Not because of the shimmering snow paving her way to school every morning, or because of the gifts her parents would shower her with every Solstice. No, Nesta loved winter because as soon as the temperatures outside dropped low enough to light a fire, Elain and Feyre would drag her in front of it, and they would stay huddled up together until the warmth drove them to sleep.

This power should have been a blessing—with it, she could offer her sisters their warmth back.

Instead, when her flames hugged the skin of her hand, Nesta felt as though she was being touched by death.

Somewhere, someone screamed her name again, and the spell broke.

Quiet fell as her fire died out, the air heavy with fear and shock.

“Impossible,” Jurian whispered.

Feyre tugged on her sleeve. “Nesta.”

“Why are they…silver?” the other man asked.

Nesta could all but gape at the Grisha before her. “I don’t understand. What’s happening?”

Miryam’s eyes filled with tears.

Behind her, Mother’s entire body shook with a sob. “Nesta.”

The Grisha man whispered, “An Inferni.”

“No,” her mother called. “No!”

Nesta looked at the woman before her, panic rising through her and setting her heart to a race. “What’s going on?”

Miryam rose to her feet and closed her eyes.

The man beside her stepped forward, his expression hard. “Nesta Archeron, you have been identified as an Inferni, an Order of dangerous traitors who inflicted the War upon the great Kingdom of Ravka.”

Nesta’s mother fell to her knees. “No! Nesta!”

He continued, “To ensure the further safety of the country and its citizens, you are to be taken into custody and banished to the Fold with immediate effect.”

Elain began to sob.

“Please! She isn’t like them! She’s done nothing wrong!”

She hasn’t—but the man grabbed her anyway, his grip tight around her wrists as he tied them up with a steel-like band.

Feyre lunged forward. “Get your hands off my sister!” she yelled, her efforts in vain as the man stopped her with all but a lift of his hand.

“Please, she’s only a child!” her mother called, whipping back to her husband. “Do something!”

The man’s gaze narrowed. “The Vanserras used to be children, too, Lady Archeron. And look what has become of them.”

“Please…”

“This is for your own safety,” Jurian told them, though his own voice was strained.

Nesta shivered. “It’s okay, Mother…I’ll be okay,” she said. “Just, please—take care of them.”

“Nesta…” Elain cried, and Nesta forced a smile.

“Goodbye, Elain. Bye, Feyre. Be safe.”

“No! Nesta, please, don’t go…”

But Nesta was already led to the doorstep, and no amount of pleading could prevent her fate. So she said, “I have to. I’ll be okay, though—I promise.”

And with that, Nesta left her home, never to return again.

The monsters beside her turned to smile at her sisters. “We’ll be back in a few years.”

Taglist (let me know if you'd like to be added!): @fieldofdaisiies @asnowfern @brieq @starfall-spirit

[shen-liqin]

My thoughts are a bit messy right now but someone please tell me how THE FUCK I DIDN’T NOTICE THE SIMILARITIES BETWEEN (SIMBA + SCAR) AND (MOBEI-JUN + LINGUANG-JUN) EARLIER?!?!?!?! I’VE BEEN IN THIS DAMN FANDOM SINCE AUG 2022 😭

Simba used to be close with his uncle Scar. Mobei-Jun used to be close to Linguang-Jun as a kid. (both were close to their uncles as kids and trusted them whole-heartedly)

Simba gets betrayed/hurt by his uncle as a child and left for dead after being banished(?) from the Pride Lands. (happens after his uncle kills his father, blames the death on him, then sends hyenas after him to ensure he’s dead) Mobei-Jun is betrayed and left for dead by his uncle as a kid (left in the human realm and forced to survive against grown ass Huan Hua cultivators) (both were betrayed by their uncles as kids and left for dead one way or another)

Scar wants his brother (who he kinda resents) and nephew dead because he wants to be king. Linguang-Jun wants his brother (who he really resents) and his nephew dead because he wants to be king (+ revenge for his brother stealing his wife-to-be) (both want their family members dead so they can be king and have tried to have their nephews killed multiple times)

I got this belated enlightenment while doing house chores and listening to Disney Villain Songs on Spotify (Be Prepared was playing) and everything just clicked).

New head-canons for me guys:

Airplane-bro was inspired by Simba and Scar when he was creating Mobei-Jun’s dynamic/interactions with his uncle. This has led to him making Disney references in multiple chapters of PIDW (and of course, cucumber-bro rants about plagiarism and how much of a shitty author airplane is for not bothering to think of new material).

Ya’ll cannot tell me that baby Mobei-Jun DIDN’T sing or do something similar to “I Just Can’t Wait to Be King” when he was too young to understand the real dangers behind being a Northern Desert Prince.

I am now a firm believer of Linguang-Jun singing “Be Prepared” every damn time he tries to convince other demons to go against Mobei-Jun or assassinate him. Man’s gotta use his charisma and great singing voice somehow-

FUCK DOES THAT MEAN THAT BOTH MOBEI AND LINGUANG-JUN HAVE AMAZING SINGING VOICES-

What would be even funnier is if Airplane actually forgets where he got the inspiration for Mobei-Jun’s relationship with his uncle. As far as we know, he was either in his 20s or middle-aged when he died in his first life, and has been alive for around 40-60 years since he first transmigrated. He’s bound to have forgotten some shit from his novel (even if it’s related to his ideal man/wank character).

Imagine if one day Mobei-Jun send Airplane out to spy on Linguang-Jun because the old man has been coming off as more slimy as of late and is practically begging to be monitored. Airplane bro is pissed at both of them because:

a) His King is probably making the right move but he still has a shit ton of paperwork to get done for both Cang Qiong and the Nothern Desert as the Anding Peak Lord and Mobei’s unofficial official adviser

b) Linguang-Jun was just caught for another scheme three fucking days ago and Airplane is so damn tired of all the work he’s had to do to remedy the treaties and alliances his scheming screwed up

Anyways, time skip a bit and Airplane manages to sneak into one of Linguang-Jun’s bases and sees him singing “Be Prepared” to the crowd of enraptured and slightly horny plant demons from the west and just- blanks. Mind you, this happens BEFORE Cucumber-bro becomes Shen Qingqiu, meaning Airplane has been bottling up so many modern day references and songs for the past 60-80 fucking years.

Once Linguang-Jun finishes convincing the plant demons that yes, “murdering my nephew for me will guarantee you and your kin a stable food source and power within my court once I’m King”. He goes back to the Northern Palace and comes across the puny human that his nephew has been trying to court for the past 40 or so years. He’s about to frighten the subject of Mobei-Jun’s failed love life when said human sudden looks at him with a slightly manic smile (which looks even more unnerving since he’s standing eerily still against the palace hallways) and asks,

“Do you know anything about Mickey Mouse, Linguang-Jun…?”

[pandasmagorica]

First watch: Peaceful Property, episodes 7-9

Begin at episodes 1-3

It's a shame I found the early episodes of this series so lackluster, as it's gotten very good, especially in the last two episodes.

This post necessarily has spoilers, starting immediately, so abandon now if you haven't seen and don't like spoilers.

So they're split up, and are forced to work together again. Sweet. Makes for delicious watching.

Aware of the questions over whether this was going to be a QL (quashed in a tweet by New), episode 7 was kind of a micro-QL. It was a nice twist to have Peach's ghost-seeking customer want to communicate with the ghost rather than want to banish it. But a sad story of long-ago homophobia leading to tragic results, hence the ghost's unresolved issues. Bittersweet ending in that the ghost comes to be at peace, but also gets to be with their beloved as he buys the property. I'll consider this plotline queer-friendly, as the gay characters are treated with respect by the ghost-hunting team and also get to be together to the extent that a human who can't see ghosts and a ghost can be together.

Home nearly dies, and we discover that he has gained the power to hear ghosts, something Peach could not do. So I expect them to make a powerful ghost-taming duo. It was good to see Peach break down when he was afraid Home was going to die; we see that they are really bonding after all despite both their protestations.

We don't have to approve of a character's actions, but we do have to understand them. We understand why Kan is seeking revenge - for betrayal of her community and for preventing her father from getting needed medical care, leaving him in a coma for years.

But there's the question of whether Kan is responsible for Home's accident. She's suspiciously on the scene when Home is lying in his car bleeding and unconscious, yet she calls an ambulance.

I suspect Somkit's sister (?) Phon. Kan is not surprised to see Home alive but Phon clearly is. And given we've been seeing ghosts all along, it's not that much of a stretch when we see her attempting to communicate with evil spirits and the end of episode 9.

So questions still remain: Why was Kan at the scene of Home's accident? And how did Home get alcohol in his system?

And did someone kill the chef (Peach's boss)? Is that the murder referred to in the recording Kan stole?

Now it's time for my clowns.

I suspect we'll find Phon's communications with the spirits are successful. When she handed that bracelet to the contract-stealer, I thought she was trying to poison him to destroy evidence, but no, she was legitimately trying to protect him from a vengeful ghost, presumably Kan's now-dead father. We'll find that she was responsible for Kan's father's collapse, as well as for Home's accident. And maybe even for Chef Hong's murder.

Time for episode 10.

I am now so enjoying this.

And just noticed in the opening credits, after seeing it in the credits and the content 10+ times, the partially burned-out neon sign that is supposed to read "Cocktail Lounge" reads "co-k lo--ng-" lol. That has to be intentional. Okay, going back to episode 10 and I'll see you in the next post.

Update: I was wrong in my clown. I can say no more.

Continue with episodes 10-12

[butwhyytho1]

Excerpt Up-and-Coming by butwhyytho on AO3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42223755/chapters/106013757

Steve walks through the kitchen, preparing snacks. He smiles as Eddie wraps his arms around him from behind, leaning his chin on Steve’s shoulder.

“You’re distracting me.” Steve chides, but leans into the touch.

“Hey, you’re the one that’s going to be distracting me later during the game. How am I going to concentrate with you in the room, looking delicious as ever?” Eddie counters.

Steve rolls his eyes, escaping Eddie’s comfortable embrace.

“I’m sure you’ll survive.”

“Hey.” Eddie says, bringing Steve around to face him. “You know, we don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.”

Steve lets out a breath. “I’m ready. I just…don’t want things to change, you know?”

“With the kids or with us?”

“Both, I guess. What if things don’t stay this good, and the kids suffer if we break up?”

“I don’t plan on breaking up with you anytime soon, sweetheart.”

Blushing, Steve finally meets Eddie’s gaze. “I don’t either.”

“Then you have nothing to worry your pretty little head over. Now, do we have enough libations to keep us from cannibalization this winter?”

As Steve nods, Eddie drops a kiss on his lips, groaning when he has to pull away.

“After tonight, I can do that in front of the kids to shut them up.” Eddie jokes, and Steve smiles.

“You sure they’re going to figure it out?”

“They better. I’ve spent hours on this plan, and it better come out well.”

“You did a great job.” Steve agrees. “Now help me set out the snacks.”

“As the king demands.” Eddie sneaks one more kiss, then ransacks the cupboards for chips.

Steve leaves Eddie to his task, and goes to pick up Max, Lucas, and Erica from Lucas’s house. Nancy is bringing El and Mike, and Jonathon is dropping off Will. Gareth and Jeff, a little skeptical but trusting Eddie enough to trust Steve, and Robin are meeting them at Steve’s house.

They all arrive around the same time, crowding the door till Steve gets his key out. He waves to Jon and Nancy as they leave, probably to go hang out with each other until it’s pickup time.

“Are you going to keep us waiting all night?” Erica demands, hands on her hips in a great Steve impression.

“Yup.” Steve answers, even as he slips his key in the lock and opens the door.

The veritable crowd of teenagers storm in, and Steve is glad to see his house so full.

Soon enough, they’re gathered in the living room, where chairs have been arranged around the coffee table. Eddie sits on his reclining throne, looking regal and so handsome Steve has to bite back a sigh of contentment. From Dustin’s nudge, he doesn’t do a great job of it.

Steve joins Robin, Max, and El on the couch, where he’s laid out magazines to rifle through, but he has a feeling they’ll all be watching the game more than not.

“Welcome, travelers!” Eddie booms in a voice larger than life. “Brave knights, cunning warriors, secretive thieves. You all were meant to be here, in this exact moment, for one reason and one reason only. Eddie the Banished has been accused of the high capital crime of murder, and you must find his one witness to appease the courts of the realm of his innocence. Do you ascend to this challenge?”

The teens look at each other in confusion, but answer with a resounding “Yes!”.

Eddie smirks, delighted. “Well, then. Let the adventure begin.”

Steve watches raptly as Eddie takes them through the game. Eddie gives them hints about the witness, like where they’re from, where they met, and why the realm needs their specific word on Eddie’s innocence. The witness is from Hawkins, they met at school, and they’re very respected in the community.

It's Erica who asks the question, “How well does Eddie the Banished know this so-called witness?”

Eddie’s eyes sparkle as he answers. “The witness, if you must know, is Eddie’s secret lover.”

The table goes wild.

Gareth and Dustin burst out laughing, already knowing where this is going. Erica is struck silent for once, and Mike rolls his eyes.

“Seriously? You made up a whole campaign to tell us who you’re dating?” Mike asks petulantly.

Will speaks up first. “What? I think it’s fun.”

“Well, sure, yeah, I guess.” Mike mumbles, sitting back in his seat and crossing his arms.

“Can I make a guess?” Gareth asks, and Eddie turns to him with a flourish.

“You may try. Roll for Insight.”

Gareth rolls a 7, and he groans. Eddie laughs delightedly.

“I am so sorry, my loyal healer, you whisper a name in my ear, to which I shudder and recoil. That name is incorrect and offensive!”

Dustin speaks up next. “I want to try!”

Eddie purses his lips, eyes dancing. “First, do you have any healing spells?”

“You know I don’t.”

“Roll for ability check!”

Dustin rolls a 13, but Eddie still cringes dramatically.

“I’m so sorry, my young artificer, you needed a 15 or higher to vanquish your silencing curse.”

“Since when am I under a silencing curse?” Dustin demands.

“Since you entered the cave first last round. You failed to check your vitals since then.”

Dustin grimaces, but accepts it. He can see where this is going, and he loves it.

“So, you’re silencing Gareth and Dustin.” Comes Lucas’s voice. “Does that mean they already know who you’re datin—I mean, who the witness is?”

Eddie beams. “Roll for initiative!”

Lucas cheers when he gets a 17.

Eddie chuckles along with the group, nodding. “Yes, Gareth the Great and the Master Inventor have previous knowledge of this character.”

“So it’s someone we know?” Mike butts in.

“Wait for your turn, first.” Eddie warns, not giving anything away.

The next several rounds narrow down the choices. The party figures out the witness is younger than Eddie, but older than the rest of them. They have brown hair with hazel eyes, and they would only play DnD under duress.

The first issue comes when Jeff asks if it’s a girl from school.

Eddie answers no, and all hell breaks loose.

“You said they met at school!”

“This is contradictory!”

“Did you forget your own rules?”

Then, a small voice makes them all stop.

Will sits forward, not looking at anybody when he says, “The witness and Eddie met in school. It’s not a girl from school.” He points out, biting his lips. “Could it be a guy?”

The table goes silent, until Erica groans and says, “Damn it, that’s so obvious. He’s never used pronouns, it's totally a guy.”

The rest of the table nods, and Dustin and Gareth have to hold back their smiles.

Meanwhile, the couch group is listening in.

“Why is everyone so surprised?” El asks. “That it’s not a girl?”

Robin goes a little pale. “Because, um, Eddie’s also a guy. Some people don’t like same-gender couples.”

Max snorts. “That’s rich. Like we care about that shit. Also, Eddie being gay? Totally called it.”

Robin relaxes a bit, and so does Steve. He hadn’t realized how a group of people trying to figure out who he was would be so nerve-wracking.

They turn back to the middle of the room, where Eddie has stood up and started pacing.

“My trial is tomorrow! If you don’t find the name and location of my witness, I’m doomed! Utterly and completely doomed!” He falls to the ground dramatically, sprawling over the carpet.

“If we can’t choose a name,” Jeff begins, “then we could try finding a location first?”

Eddie pops back up.

“That you could. Roll for a tracking spell.”

Jeff rolls an 11, and El smiles next to Steve.

“You barely muster up enough magic for a tracking spell, but it works. The witness is currently on the North side of Hawkins.”

“How does that help us?” Erica scowls. “We don’t know anyone on the North side of Hawkins besides Steve.”

Steve tenses, and Eddie can’t help the smile on his face.

“The truth lies up to your interpretation.” Eddie responds vaguely. Dustin bangs his head against the table, muttering, "So stupid, so stupid," to himself.

A few more rounds pass, and the party is getting closer. The witness, and Eddie’s boyfriend, is discovered to have an apparently horrible taste in music, has graduated, and has great hair.

Steve finds himself cheering for the party to find him. Dustin keeps giving him happy glances, and Robin laughs loudly whenever the party asks an accurate question.

Mike speaks up, finally on his own turn. “Do they know about the Upside Down?”

Eddie tilts his head. “Be more specific.” He says, and the table goes quiet with shock, except Jeff and Gareth.

“Has this guy—the witness, joined us on any real-life adventures?” Mike narrows his eyes at Eddie, daring him to answer.

“Roll for initiative.”

The table erupts with cheers. A natural 20.

Eddie pretends to scowl, but his eyes are smiling.

“If you must know, my witness has journeyed to the Upside Down and back several times, endangering his life for the sake of the party. This man has fought beasts and man alike, with his bare hands. He has been entrusted with your lives and the lives of others on many an occasion, earning your respect and friendship in every step. In fact, if you look around this very room, you may discover that the witness has been here….all along.” Eddie’s voice is as quiet as a whisper on the last line, and his eyes flick over to Steve.

The party, following Eddie’s glance, locks onto Steve.

In one breath, the 7 members exclaim, “STEVE?!”

[black-cat-charm]

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Incorrect quotes timee✨✨

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Camilo: we just didn't wanna see you get hurt!

Krel: I know you think you're tough, but you are 4'11!!

Hiro: I AM 5'0!

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Jack, pointing at Hiro: that child is morally grey at *best*

Hiro: :33

------------*at a zoo*

Tuffnut: What are they in for?

Hiccup: tuff, this isn't prison. Tuffnut: So they can leave?

Hiccup: No, but-

Tuffnut, pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.

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Hiro: *accidentally brushes Varian's hand with his own*

Varian: ...

Varian: *aggressively holds Hiro's hand*

Varian, under his breath to Hiro: Fucking commit to it.

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Anna: I need life advice.

Merida, sipping Gatorade and eating cookie dough: You came to the right person.

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Douxie: I love you, kids. You're the best thing that ever happened to me.

Krel: We're the best thing that's ever happened to you?

Douxie: Yes.

Aja: Now I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you-

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Hiccup: *fully immersed in a new book, very focused*

Jack: *upside down on the couch* Do you think ducks have feelings?:>

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Astrid: sorry for being late, everyone. I havent been sleeping well.

Hiccup: Have you tried a weighted blanket? It's like two people holding you down while you sleep.

Snotlout: hic, blink once if you're in trouble and need assistance. Blink twice if you're just a freak.

Hiccup: *blinks five times*

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Violet, watching the news: someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today!

Camilo, walks in covered in ink: well, maybe the squid was being a dickhead😒

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Astrid: *grabs Elsa's shoulder with one hand and holds up her other hand* I am THIS close to falling in love with you! 👌

Elsa: your fingers are touching-

Astrid: **Did I stutter?**

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Reporter: What's your type?

Astrid: My beautiful bf,hiccup

*Turning to the other members*Reporter: What about you guys?

Literally everyone else: Astrid's bf

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Hiccup: *sees Jack wearing fancy clothes*

Hiccup: I see you have a date. Who's the lucky person?

Jack: …

Jack: I forgot to ask you, didn't I...?

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Hiccup: Why are you and Rapunzel sitting with your backs to each other?

Merida: We got into a fight

Hiccup: Then why are you holding hands?

Merida: ....raps gets sad when we fight

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Jack: Do you want to play 20 Questions?

Hiccup: Sure!

Hiccup: Whats your favorite color?

Jack, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you like boys?

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Flynn: You know archaic Latin?

Hiccup: I got bored with classical Latin.

Flynn: You know normal Latin?

Hiccup: Yeah someone from my knitting club taught me.

Flynn : YOU HAVE A KNITTING CLUB?

Hiccup: You don't know everything about me, Rider. Now, do you want a sweater or a scarf?

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Merida: you fainted, do you remember anything?

Jack: only the ambulance ride

Anna: that wasn’t ambulance ride, i drove you

Jack: but i heard a siren?

Elsa: that was Rapunzel-

Rapunzel: sorry i got nervous -

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Jack: I think I’m coming down with something. I’ve been so nauseous lately

Flynn, seriously: Maybe you’re pregnant

*they sit there in silence for a moment*

Jack: I don’t know who’s the bigger idiot. You for suggesting that, or me because I almost had a panic attack

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Ruffnut: Can we stay with you tonight?

Hiccup: Both of you? What happened?

Tuffnut: Someone was playing with an ouija board and cursed the whole house-

Tuffnut: Snotlout wasn’t any help. He doesn’t know how to banish spirits, so he’s just throwing salt at them yelling “does this look like a hotel to you!?”

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Anna: Why are you eating tofu?

Jack: I'm trying to convince Elsa I'm a vegan

Hiccup: Why?

Jack: I've been stealing chicken from her fridge and if I'm vegan, she can't accuse me of stealing it

Merida: Why not just buy your own chicken?Jack: this is much more fun, watch

Elsa: Okay! I have had enough! WHO THE HELL! IS EATING MY GOD DAMN CHICKEN?!

[xaeyrnofnbe]

here’s the general plot i have in mind for my ZTHAB (Zeros To Heroes And Beyond) au. (so far. think of this as a first draft)

because i’ve been meaning to get around to it. i’m organizing it by arcs bc that’s the best word i can think of off the top of my head for this. you could also think of them as chapters. or episodes. yeah 👍. also i do not intend to write this as an actual fanfic because every time i try to do something like that i lose so much steam and excitement for my idea.

characters will be prefixed with mana! or prime! at the beginning of a paragraph, so assume i am talking about that version until i explicitly mention the alternate version of them.

oh and important detail: albatrio are basically platonic soulmates. so keep that in mind.

this au is based on a single just roll what-if. i have had too much fun with this. well, me and @theblacktiecacti who has suggested SO many good ideas that i have since incorporated.

(also, even though this is an alternate universe where things play out wildly different, there are still a LOT of spoilers for the riptide campaign, so i wouldn’t recommend getting into this idea if you aren’t caught up. not really any spoilers for prime defenders though.)

anyway

ARC ONE

mana!gillion, after attacking mr. ferin, is hauled off by guards. but instead of being banished from the undersea no forced to swim to the surface, (like in canon riptide,) he is brought to a room with a portal, which activates, and he is pulled through. he then falls from the sky in the world of prime.

previously on the prime side of things, prime!chip and prime!jay meet for the first time. this happens in a police station in a very tall building. flying cars are present. chip has been arrested, jay works at the station but isn’t officially an officer yet. she just kinda gets to hang around and do the jobs bc of who her dad is. she questions chip, who is having none of it and highly suspects her of having powers, much like himself. she denies this. but when he teleports out of the building while she isn’t looking, to sit on a narrow ledge, jay impulsively flies out the window to go grab him, blah blah, “so you DO have powers,” he invites her to join his new team of superheroes. she accepts begrudgingly. it’s basically like their first meeting oneshot, just in a different context.

back on mana again, mana!chip and mana!jay are blowing up the navy tower on zero, but things don’t go exactly to plan. they barely make it to the big chipper before they’re captured by marshal john, and taken to a holding cell until jay’s dad arrives, and takes her away. this solidifies in her mind that her undercover pirate thing never would have worked out anyway. she decides her best option is to climb navy ranks until she can find and kill her sister’s murderer herself. and chip? he’s left for days, stewing in irritation and building up a heavy grudge in response to jay’s betrayal, and he escapes before he can be taken anywhere worse, and sets off on a stolen ship looking for some real pirates.

ARC TWO

mana!gillion wakes up on a kitchen counter in prime!chip’s little apartment. prime!jay is also there. gillion, at first, is disoriented and lashes out, but he’s quickly calmed down by his new companions, who are incredibly curious about whatever the hell this fish guy’s got going on. the two wannabe heroes catch their new friend up on where he is and what’s happening, (at least, as far as what they’re aware of; they won’t find out about his banishment for a long time.) at some point, it turns out chip’s been training some kid who also has powers, (ollie,) and thus, the oneshot what-if this is based off of, occurs. nothing comes of that, they still aren’t prime defenders.

mana!jay is, indeed, rising in the ranks. she’s becoming a formidable soldier. and mana!chip finds mana!lizzie, and joins her crew, the grandberry pirates, with the end goal of getting back at the navy and by extension, jay.

ARC THREE

in both dimensions, something isn’t right.

mana!gillion finds himself at home and at peace with his hero friends, but something isn’t quiet right. he’s like a puzzle piece that fits perfectly, and yet is from the wrong set entirely. additionally, there’s an individual, labeled a supervillain by the news, that’s been stirring up trouble in the very city the three friends live in, and gillion can’t help but find the mechsuit of this villain incredibly familiar. gill also gets some new clothes, and some more futuristic armor. pretzel keeps her hero mask.

mana!chip is falling into old patterns from his time with reuben price, and is becoming nearly as ruthless as his captain.

mana!jay talks to her friend, kira, who voices some concerns. jay brushes these off and continues training and barking orders at the people around her. but when she is faced with a portrait of her sister, she starts to wonder if this is worth it. she spends a lot of her time alone crying.

ARC FOUR

mana!chip and mana!jay meet for the first time since zero in a tavern on neutral soil. jay doesn’t think of her leaving chip as a betrayal, but he does. she talks to him like an old friend, even tries to invite him to join her in her cause. but chip is angry. his hurt bubbles and boils under his skin, manifesting in an off putting display of lava cracking between his skin around the edges of his face, and he attacks her. the two fight, and when jay inevitably beats chip, she spares him, but leaves knowing exactly what they have become*, and exactly what she needs to do about it**. (*arch enemies) (**kill or throw every single pirate in the deepest darkest prisons, including chip.)

mana!gillion and prime!chip and prime!jay attempt to stop the new villain that has finally become enough of a threat for heroes to be an adequate force of retaliation. the robotic figure is about fifteen feet tall, and greatly resembles gillion, with black, turquoise, and pink plates and pieces, like a full suit of armor. it is called The T1d3str1d3r, or The Tidstrider, or just The Strider. the names it is given are varied. it also has a pink, octopus-like robot that breaks free of it’s surface in order to join in on the fight.

at a certain point during the fight, the heroes are split up, and mana!gillion goes searching for his enemy in an alley, only to be met with a single glowing blue eye in the darkness, and a voice not unlike his own. this is where he properly meets the prime version of himself. when his foe steps out of the shadows, prime!gillian introduces himself. he’s working with a group of vigilantes, with the goal of doing good for the city, even if they have to do bad things to get there. but that’s not the whole of it, as prime!gillian is onto him. he knows that mana!gill isn’t meant to be on prime, he knows he’s from another world. and he’s barely able to finish his monologue before mana!gillion slams into him and they fight, now with prime!gill at much more of a disadvantage, having sent his mech off to fight prime!chip and jay.

ARC FIVE

after a few more, uh, incidents, the two gills come to a truce of sorts. they’re both the same person, kind of, so they’re kind of the only ones who Get It. and eventually, mana!gill takes prime!gill to meet with his friends properly, who much to his surprise, (and kind of disappointingly,) they really hit it off. mana!gillion isn’t sure why exactly he’s upset at this, but he suddenly feels like a fourth wheel to a friendship he had helped happen. and it doesn’t feel good.

eventually, though, prime!gillian takes his new allies to his secret base. (i have not decided what the secret base is yet.) they meet the prime versions of lizzie, (who keeps everyone on task,) caspian, (lizzie’s #1 supporter and enabler,) marshal john, (the muscle,) edyn, (here called eden, she’s an inventor and mechanic,) and finn, (resident weird old guy who’s really into biology, zoology, writing romance novels, helping his granddaughter with her tech, and, finally, the multiverse.) chip is incredibly excited to see lizzie, since they were really good childhood friends, and he hadn’t seen her since the black rose heroes all split up and retired. mana!gillion talks to prime!gillian and finn, and learns about what they’ve been doing (studying the multiverse and trying to steal the tech they need to travel between dimensions, without success,) why he shouldn’t be here, and why his home dimension needs him.

over on mana, mana!chip and mana!jay have gotten to the point where they command great numbers of their respective people, and have been sending letters back and forth in an attempt to negotiate territory and resources, to no avail. they’ve also both had some pretty wild makeovers.

ARC SIX

tensions are rising.

mana!gillion is feeling more and more distanced from his prime friends. he realizes just how alone he truly is. at the same time, prime!chip and prime!gillian are having a fight on a high rooftop, (mirroring riptide episode #15 but with a more angry-looking gill,) but they do work things out eventually, and the two have a tender moment looking out over the city lights. mana!gillion starts helping prime!finn seek out facilities to rob that might have the stuff they need to send gillion home. gillion doesn’t know where his morals and beliefs lie in a world so alien to him.

mana!chip and mana!jay are at war. at this point, they’ve had some sailing scuffles. but now they’re planning the big thing, a huge battle. jay is an admiral of the navy, and chip has command over all the pirates lizzie, his captain, has recruited to their cause. both have had family and friends feeding into their drives of vengeance, both, at this point, want the other dead. the location for the final battle between pirates and navy is set: a large island that used to be home to a bustling civilization, now mostly abandoned and overgrown. all that’s to be done now is to prepare the armies for the fight.

ARC SEVEN

prime!finn has warned mana!gillion of how dangerous it is to be away from who should have been his friends. neither have any idea of what’s actually happening on mana, but they have clues that it can’t be good. all gillion knows is that the people he’s SUPPOSED to be with, are in grave danger. and his friends on prime? they have their own gillian. they don’t need him. he feels unwanted. so he, accompanied by the grandberries as well as prime!chip and prime!jay, break into the place with the parts, beat up some guards or something, steal the things, and return to base so eden and finn can begin building the portal to mana.

unfortunately, the battle is beginning. pirate and navy ships gather on opposite sides of the island, countless people waiting for their leaders to send them out onto the soon-to-be battlefield.

ARC EIGHT

with the portal built and tested, (tested at least according to finn, when a lot of water came out,) mana!gillion steps through, and falls from the sky once more, this time into his homeworld.

it takes him a great deal of time, but eventually he finds out what’s happening, and realizes he has to move quick, or else he’d lose the two people he’s never met, and yet matter more to him than either of his whole worlds.

don’t ask how he gets there, idk, but when he arrives to the battlefield, the fight has gone on all day. the sun is setting, blood is seeping through the grass and dirt, and he lunges forth into the fray, parrying some blows and dodging others, in search of HIS chip and jay.

he finds them and uhhhh. stops them from killing eachother? yeah the ending is something i’m still very much unsure about. group healing arc is required though. yeah

again, this is a very rough first draft. in a more realized version of the story, there would be a villain, some actual subplots, a big conflict that is actually properly resolved on prime, and more stuff going on on mana. yeah 👍

[fezilietrain]

**Title: The Cost of Love**

The night was quiet, the air thick with anticipation as Sultan Süleyman made his way through the corridors of the harem. His steps were measured, each one bringing him closer to the woman he had missed more than he dared to admit. Hürrem was back—finally back in her chambers after what felt like an eternity of tension, suspicion, and forced separation.

His heart ached with the memories of those days without her, of the bitter coldness that had settled between them like a wall. But tonight, that wall would come down. Tonight, he would welcome her back, and perhaps, they could begin to heal the wounds that had been inflicted upon them both.

When he reached her door, he paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts before stepping inside. The room was dimly lit, the flickering candlelight casting a warm glow over the familiar surroundings. Hürrem stood by the window, her silhouette outlined by the soft moonlight. She turned at the sound of the door, her eyes locking onto his with a mixture of emotions—relief, apprehension, and something else he couldn’t quite place.

“Süleyman,” she said softly, her voice carrying a weight of both longing and hesitation.

“Hürrem,” he replied, crossing the room to her side. He took her hand in his, bringing it to his lips for a gentle kiss. “I’ve missed you.”

“And I you,” she whispered, her eyes searching his as if trying to gauge the sincerity of his words.

For a moment, they stood in silence, the tension between them palpable. Then, slowly, Süleyman leaned in to kiss her, seeking the comfort of her lips, the reassurance of her presence. But just as their lips were about to meet, Hürrem pulled back, placing a hand on his chest to stop him.

Süleyman’s brows furrowed in confusion, a flicker of hurt crossing his features. “Hürrem?”

“We need to talk,” she said, her tone calm but firm. “Before we go any further, there is something we must discuss.”

He nodded slowly, though he couldn’t hide the unease that crept into his heart. “What is it?”

Hürrem took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving his. “I believe it is time we begin following the one son per concubine rule.”

The words hung in the air between them, heavy with implication. Süleyman stared at her, stunned. This was not the conversation he had expected, not the reunion he had envisioned.

“Hürrem,” he began, his voice tight with confusion, “what are you saying?”

She lifted her chin slightly, her resolve unwavering. “I am saying that if we are to avoid any more… unpleasantness, it would be wise to adhere to the tradition. One son per concubine, no exceptions.”

His eyes darkened, a mixture of anger and disbelief washing over him. “You cannot be serious. You, of all people, would suggest this?”

“I am entirely serious,” she replied, her voice steady despite the tension in the room. “You know as well as I do that this… this conflict, this jealousy, it stems from the breaking of that tradition. It would not have escalated to this point if—”

“If what?” he interrupted, his voice rising. “If I had not loved you? If I had not given you more sons than the others?”

“If you had not allowed yourself to be blinded by lies,” she shot back, her eyes flashing with anger. “If you had not so easily believed that I could be capable of murder.”

Süleyman stiffened, the words hitting him like a physical blow. “You’re speaking of Mehmed.”

“Yes,” she said, her voice trembling slightly as she forced herself to continue. “You banished me from his side, sent me away without proof, without even allowing me to defend myself. You separated me from my son, from our son, because of baseless accusations.”

“Hürrem, you know I had no choice,” he argued, though there was a note of regret in his voice. “I was the Sultan; I had to act. The harem was in chaos, and Mehmed—”

“Mehmed needed me,” she interrupted, her voice breaking as tears welled up in her eyes. “He needed his mother, and you took that from him. You took it from me.”

Süleyman clenched his fists, the weight of her words pressing down on him like a suffocating blanket. “I did what I thought was right,” he said, though the conviction in his voice was faltering. “I acted to protect our family, to restore order.”

“By turning your back on me?” she retorted, her tears now spilling over. “By casting me aside, treating me like a criminal without so much as a fair trial?”

Süleyman’s expression crumpled as he took a step back, the reality of his actions finally sinking in. He had believed the worst, had allowed doubt and fear to cloud his judgment. And in doing so, he had wounded the woman he loved more deeply than anyone else in the world.

“Hürrem,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I was wrong. I… I didn’t believe you when I should have. I didn’t trust you, and for that, I am truly sorry.”

Hürrem stared at him, the raw sincerity in his voice tugging at her heart. She could see the regret in his eyes, the pain that mirrored her own. But the hurt ran deep, and though she knew he was sincere, the wound he had inflicted would not heal easily.

“Süleyman,” she said softly, her voice laced with sadness. “I love you, more than anything in this world. But love cannot survive on apologies alone. You must understand… you must believe in me, in us, if we are to move forward.”

He nodded, swallowing hard as he reached out to take her hands in his. “I do believe in you, Hürrem. I always have, even when my actions said otherwise. And I swear to you, I will never doubt you again. I will never put you through that pain again.”

She searched his eyes, looking for any sign of doubt, any hint that he might falter. But all she saw was the man she had loved for so long, the man who had given her the world but had also brought her to the brink of despair.

Finally, she sighed, her shoulders sagging as the tension drained from her. “And I should not have let my anger get the better of me,” she admitted, her voice tinged with regret. “I should not have confronted Ayşe in public, knowing it would only fuel the rumors and give our enemies ammunition. I let my emotions guide me when I should have been wiser.”

Süleyman shook his head, bringing her hands to his lips. “No, Hürrem. You had every right to defend yourself, to protect what is yours. But from now on, we will face these challenges together, as one. No more secrets, no more doubts.”

Hürrem nodded slowly, the weight of his words settling in her heart. She knew this would not be easy—that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, with the shadows of the past always looming over them. But if Süleyman was willing to fight for their love, then so was she.

She leaned forward, closing the distance between them, and this time, when their lips met, it was with a sense of resolution, of understanding. The kiss was not just an expression of love, but a promise—to each other, and to the future they would build together.

When they finally pulled apart, Süleyman rested his forehead against hers

, breathing in deeply as he held her close. The warmth of their shared embrace seemed to dispel some of the lingering tension, allowing a sense of calm to settle over them. For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist, and it was just the two of them—two souls bound together by love, pain, and the shared weight of their responsibilities.

“Hürrem,” Süleyman whispered, his voice low and tender. “We have endured so much, and we will endure more, I am certain. But let us face it together. No more doubts, no more fear. I cannot change the past, but I will do everything in my power to make the future one where you never have to question my love or my trust again.”

Hürrem closed her eyes, savoring the closeness, the sincerity in his words. She knew that their love was not without flaws, that they were both capable of making mistakes. But in this moment, she believed him. She believed that he would fight for them, as she would.

“I believe you,” she murmured, her voice soft but resolute. “And I will stand by your side, no matter what comes. But remember, Süleyman, that love is not only in grand gestures, but in the everyday, in trust and faith.”

“I will not forget,” he promised, his hands gently cradling her face. “From this day forward, you have my word.”

They stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other’s arms, finding solace in the silence that followed their heated words. It was a silence filled with understanding, a mutual recognition of their flaws and the deep bond that held them together despite everything.

Finally, Hürrem pulled back slightly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “We will move forward,” she said softly, “but let us be wise in how we tread. The world is watching, and we must be strong—not just for ourselves, but for our children and for the empire.”

Süleyman nodded, his expression solemn. “You are right, as always. We will be careful, Hürrem. We will be strong.”

She smiled, though it was tinged with sadness. “Then let us begin anew, with no more secrets, no more doubts.”

“Together,” he agreed, his voice steady, as he leaned in to kiss her once more—this time, with the full weight of their promises behind it.

As their lips met, the bitterness of the past began to fade, leaving only the warmth of their shared resolve. It was not a perfect ending, for their journey was far from over. But it was a beginning—one that held the promise of healing, of growth, and of a love that would endure despite the trials that lay ahead.

In that moment, they both understood that while love could be tested, it could also be reforged—stronger, more resilient, and unbreakable in the face of whatever challenges might come their way.

[mianmimi]

Sorry for being gay, but as per usual, I am having a bad case of Kit Marlowe brainrot and it collided with Strordo brainrot. This time it is Edward II. What am I supposed to do with this: Why should you love him whom the world hates so? / Because he loves me more than all the world. I mean: Are you content to banish him the realm? / I see I must, and therefore am content: Instead of ink, I'll write it with my tears. 616 Stephen forced to banish Mordo? 838 Mordo forced to condemn his Stephen? Hmm

Oh my sweet Nonny 🥺 Those passages are beautiful and tragic, and it sums up a doomed romance so perfectly. And it makes me think of how people grieve a lost relationship. Like they know it’s never going to work so they end it despite loving the other immensely.

I feel like in 616, Mordo eventually became a wanted man due to his crusade to steal magic. I can see Stephen and him constantly clashing but Stephen never brings him back to Kamar Taj to face his charges. And for all his anger and bitterness, Mordo can never bring himself to actually kill Stephen. Both probably come very close to catching/killing but it always ends with them allowing the other to escape. Sometimes allowing escapes seem subtle, and other times it’s painfully obvious. Either way there’s a mutual sentiment there.

For 838….oh man 😭 It hurts to think of Mordo being faced with evidence that his love is responsible for the destruction of a whole universe. It would absolutely devastate him in every possible way. An entire universe is gone, and with it countless innocent souls. I think he’d be in denial for a while at first, believing this to be a terrible mistake. Because his Stephen could never be this reckless. Sure his Stephen would take risks before, but never to this level of harm.

But of course he can’t deny it for long, and when the truth really hits him so does the grief. The idea of 838 Mordo condemning his Stephen is just gut wrenching to me, especially with the rich fanon built around them. Mordo’s adored him for so long, and to see the man he loved so deeply fall so far would probably prompt doubts in his mind. Like did he really even know Stephen at all? 🥺 Was he in love with a monster? 😭 And I think realizing that he’s still in love with Stephen despite him being a mass murderer would really break Mordo’s heart. Like how is that even possible? How can he still love this man? In a way it would have been easier if his love ended immediately after finding out about Stephen’s actions. But instead he continues to love him, and it’s completely heartbreaking.

[kittenfangirl20]

Adam: My dad was coming to visit me, he was very proud of the fact that I joined the church.

Lucifer: Even though it would mean you must live a life of celibacy?

Adam: Yes, he already a son to pass on his bloodline and I was always a bit of a disappointment. Joining the church actually made him proud of me.

Lucifer: What was it that made you such a disappointment?

Adam: Well for one thing, I like the wrong kind of music.

Lucifer: What kind of music do you like?

*Lucifer already knew the answer because he was still Adam*

Adam: I love rock music, but dad says that it is Satanic.

Lucifer: That is very silly, why is rock music Satanic?

Adam: I don’t know, dad just said it is. We should go back to our lesson. After Adam and Eve were kicked out of Eden, they had two boys, Cain and Abel. They gave tribute to God, Cain gave fresh crops and Abel gave a lamb to he raised. God preferred the lamb which made Cain jealous and he murdered Abel. He was banished his family and marked so others couldn’t harm him showing that God can still be merciful.

Lucifer: That always made me think, what if Cain killing Abel was an accident? Humans didn’t truly understand death until that moment. What if the punishment wasn’t fair and Cain was just a boy who loved his family very and he didn’t realize that he killed his brother?

Adam: It wasn’t fair, Cain shouldn’t have been banished from his family.

*Adam quickly put his hand over his mouth, he had remembered how even when he was an angel Adam would say how it was unfair for Cain to be banished from his family*

Lucifer: What if there was another reason why Cain was banished and they used the accidental death of Abel as an excuse.

Adam: What are you talking about?

*as the first human, Adam was created with the parts of both a man and a woman, when Lucifer gave the Forbidden Fruit to Adam and Eve, they had made love to each other, Lucifer impregnated both Adam and Eve, Adam had Cain and Eve had Abel, the angels weren’t happy that Lucifer impregnated both Adam and Eve, but even with Abel dead, Cain’s bloodline thrived and married into Seth’s bloodline, the child of Adam and Eve, all humans were descendants of Lucifer as much as they were descendants of Adam and Eve*

Lucifer internally: I could give you another child if you become my Queen.

Adam: I sometimes wonder if I am like the Cain of my family, a disappointment. My older brother is always praised for his accomplishments like Abel was, I just wanted dad to be proud of me and the first time dad said he was proud of me and that he loved me was when I said I would become a priest.

Lucifer: Your father didn’t say he loved you until you were twenty, that is very cruel. I also don’t think that Adam and Eve would see any of their children as a disappointment. You deserve to be loved, I would like for our next lesson to be outside of the church.

Adam: There is place close to the church where I like to go get tea, would that be a good place?

Lucifer: I like that idea a lot.

*when Adam returned to his home in the church he was surprised to find a beautiful electronic guitar and amp waiting for him, he saw a card saying that it was a gift from “Lucas”*

Adam internally: How did he get in here?

*Adam picked up the guitar and played it as if he had been playing it all of his life, he loved the music that came from it, after playing, he went and dinner, he then had a quick shower and went to bed, he then had the strangest dream that giving birth even though in the dream he was still a man, he held the baby boy close to him, it looked like a little version of him, he loved this baby so much because he made it with his soulmate*

@things-arent-what-they-seem66

Priest Au

⚠️ Warning for homophobia ⚠️

Adam, the first man was sent back to Earth after thousands of years to be reborn and prove that he could make it back into heaven even with everything that was available today.

Just to be sure, Sera made sure he was reborn into the loving family of Christians that would help keep Adam on the right path towards heavenly ascending.

However, as Adam got older he realized that he liked men as well as woman.

But he didn't dare breathe a word of it to his parents, he saw what happened to the last person who came out as fully gay in their church.

It wasn't pretty.

So Adam hid that part of himself under lock and key. Never to see the light of day.

When he turned 20, his father finally allowed him to be a priest at their church.

Of course, all of this news of the first man back on Earth leaked down into Hell for their King to hear.

*Lucifer listened intently as one of his spies on Earth told him that Heaven was tearing Adam to show that he was always worthy of Heaven, but Lucifer had other plans*

Lucifer internally: I am going to seduce Adam and once he is in Hell I am going to make him my Queen like it always should have been.

*Lucifer opened a portal to Earth and made himself look like a human, he heard Adam was born into a very Christian family that was part of a church with very strict rules especially when it came to sexuality, if Adam ever showed any hint towards his bisexuality, they would punish him cruelly, he was also a priest which made the thought of seducing him more delicious, he was going to make a priest fall, he went into the service and listened to Adam give mass, unlike what legends said Lucifer could go inside a church since he was still technically an angel, he looked gorgeous in the black priest cassock, he looked more like he did in Eden with his honey brown eyes and thinner frame*

Lucifer internally: I miss his chubby stomach, once he is my Queen I will help him regain that weight.

*Lucifer waited for the church to get empty of the other church goers, he smiled when Adam walking over to him*

Adam: Hello my name is Father Adam Kadmon, you are new here, what is your name?

Lucifer: My name is Lucas Morgenstern, I was drawn to your church and I would love to learn more about faith from you because I can feel true faith in you.

Adam: I would love to.

*Lucifer took Adam’s hand and kissed it, Adam quickly pulled his hand away and told Lucifer when they could start their lessons, Adam went back to his home in the church as he held the hand Lucifer close to him, for some reason he already felt drawn to this man, he was so handsome*

Adam internally: This must be a test and I must promised him that I would give him lessons.

*what Adam didn’t realize was that the love he had towards Lucifer when he was the first man was slowly being reawakened in him*

[findingjoynweirdstuff]

Crash Course: The History of Dream SMP Season One

So...

You want to get into the Dream SMP, but oh no! There’s eight months of extensive and event-filled history to catch up on, and dozens of highlight videos to watch that don’t always include everything, and pages upon pages of detailed Wiki articles...where do you start!?

Well, I’ve created this to summarize the events of Dream SMP Season One into a single post as a sort of “narrative timeline.”

I’ve also included the dates of the events to the best of my ability, so that everything is in (mostly) chronological order.

I’d highly recommend also checking out the Wiki for more detailed descriptions of the big events if you’re interested. 

Happy one-month anniversary of the Grand Finale!

Enjoy!

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Note: Some dates, but not all, are taken from VOD upload dates, and Tommy’s VODs are usually uploaded a day later than initial broadcast, so they may be slightly inaccurate. Dates marked with * are the dates the VOD was uploaded, in cases where I am unsure of the original broadcast date.

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The Early Days

April 25th: 

The SMP started out as an ordinary survival server, and was often referred to as “the survival world” on early Dream Team streams. The first eight members to join the SMP were: Dream, George, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Ponk, Alyssa, Callahan and Sam, though Sam took a hiatus until the events of the Election Arc. The Community House was the first thing to be built in the center of a lake. 

It was in this period that Beckerson and Mars were named from donos (the various named knicknacks in the Community House are also from donos), Dream tamed a white horse named Spirit, and Sam tamed Fran. There were also several other various pets like dogs and foxes that were tamed by the members.

Some notable events from this period include: the construction of the Court House (and subsequently Sapnap and George’s murder trials there), Dream building the wooden path, George texting Dream’s mother, Sapnap’s Famous Storytime Stream (in which Spirit died due to mobs), and the burning of Ponk’s first Lemon Tree due to a conflict with George.

There was also a running joke that Callahan and Alyssa were dating (they aren’t)

Tommy’s Arrival

Tommy joins July 4th. Tubbo arrives shortly after, with Fundy a day after Tubbo.

The day of Tommy’s arrival:

Tommy joins the SMP. His first day, George and Dream get him to stand on a crafting table and he subsequently murders George and takes from the Community House chests. Dream and George put Tommy on trial in the Court House. After a brief manhunt, Tommy is banished 2,500 blocks away (the first of three exiles) in the snow and is ordered to stay there. He fails to comply and is briefly banned before Dream lets him back on. He chooses to settle on a hill next to Ponk’s Lemon Tree.

The Disc War: Start of the Disc Saga

Taking place from July 9th* - July 11th*, though there were various events/conflicts relating to the discs that happened before and after this time.

After listening to two discs, Cat and Mellohi, with Tubbo on a bench while watching the sunset (VOD: July 8th*), Tommy considers the two discs to be his most prized possessions. 

This event is considered the first major war of the server, and the Disc Saga would continue to have developments throughout the rest of Season One.

The events of the first Disc War began due to another conflict between Sapnap, Ponk and Alyssa. Punz and Tubbo were also involved. Tommy ended up siding with Sapnap, and much vandalism and fighting happened before Dream logged on with the intention to stop it. 

Tommy and Sapnap murder Dream, and Dream steals Tommy’s discs in return, threatening to burn them unless Tommy returns his gear. Tommy, Tubbo and Sapnap end up combining forces to murder Dream and take back the discs, which Tommy hides under his base. Dream spends time off stream digging up the entirety of Tommy’s land in search of them. 

The rest of the Disc War proceeds with Tommy and Tubbo working repeatedly to take back the discs from Dream. It only ends when Tommy crafts an Ender Chest to put the discs in.

This was also around the time that Fundy’s Socializing Club was built, which later led to a brief conflict taking place there. 

(It was also during this time in the middle of the Disc War that Wilbur joined a call with Tommy and asked Dream out on a date to Pizza Hut, with Tommy speaking in game chat as Wilbur’s wingman. Dream says yes, George gets jealous on Twitter, and the infamous Vlog plot starts. It would go on from July to October.)

Schlatt and Wilbur

July 12th: During a short conflict between Tommy and Tubbo over the death of Tubbo’s pet bee, Tommy burns down Tubbo’s house. Wilbur logs onto the server to act as Tommy’s lawyer. 

On July 17th, Schlatt gets whitelisted on the server without Dream’s knowledge and Tommy spends a day with his idol. The SMPLive Cuck Shed is recreated in Dream SMP, and Tommy listens to the disc Blocks with Schlatt. People trend #kickschlatt on Twitter. Both Wilbur and Schlatt log off the server “permanently,” Wilbur by choice and Schlatt by banning (as Dream didn’t know who he was). Tommy gains ownership of Wilbur’s ball house.

Also worth mentioning is Eret joining July 19th.

The L’manburg War for Independence (aka “Revolution”)

This was a relatively short but very consequential arc, taking place from July 24th to August 2nd, a little over a week in total. It is the second major war of the server, and the first to be faction-based.

July 24th: Wilbur joins the server again.

He decides to start an empire with Tommy. He builds the Camarvan (aka “hto dog van”) in a remote part of the woods and recruits Tommy to help create artificial scarcity in the server’s drug market by stealing everyone’s blaze rods. This isn’t taken too kindly by other members, especially Sapnap. One thing leads to another and they decide to mark out a tiny square in the woods to declare as an independent country. Tubbo joins them, and he and Tommy sing “Hallelujah” to a tilled patch of dirt (this melody would later become the L’manburg National Anthem). They also recruit Eret to help build. They decide on a name: L’manburg, and also don revolutionary skins.

Dream comes over, displeased by this, and declares war. His side consists of Dream, George, Sapnap and Punz, though the L’manburgians attempted to convince George to their side due to his Britishness. 

Eret builds the walls, Fundy joins the revolution after logging in within the walls and being very confused, Wilbur claims Fundy as his son. Tommy constructs a fight club beneath his house and, after poorly speaking Dutch to Fundy, goes down the path placing signs in various languages saying “the green bastard shall die!” as propaganda to Dream’s viewers of various nationalities.

July 31st: 

Dream and Sapnap log on during one of Dream’s streams, inspect the area, and go through a multi-step plan to demoralize the L’manburgians: they burn down all the trees around their land, lavacast a huge cobblestone wall just outside, construct obsidian TNT cannons around the walls, and fire several TNT blasts into the country, destroying part of the hotdog van’s roof. George joins the call, gets filled in on what’s been happening, and assists in the chaos. Eret, the only L’manburgian online, is helpless and can only meekly protest in game chat. As a final message, Dream and Sapnap set fire to Tubbo’s house (the second time) and Dream gives his famous “white flags” ultimatum. 

August 1st:

The ultimatum’s war date was pushed back a day due to Twitter drama. The final evening before war, Dream, after doing his serious stream, logs onto the server and blows up Tommy’s land with TNT, exploding part of the beloved Cuck Shed. Wilbur, in VC, tells Tommy to return the favor to Dream, but instead, Tommy chooses not to fight fire with fire. Impressed, Wilbur makes Tommy his right hand man. Eret joins Dream’s side around this time.

August 2nd:

The day of war comes. Dream’s side goes to Tubbo’s jungle base to kill Tubbo repeatedly. There’s a brief conflict at the Power Tower. Wilbur logs on - the L’manburg side is grossly underprepared. They meet at the Embassy and exchange fire with the Dream SMP members. After Dream seems to retreat, Eret suggests they return to L’manburg, saying he has a “secret weapon:” Eret has been grinding for items.

He leads them down a long tunnel into a blackstone “Final Control Room.” The chests are empty, and Tommy pushes a button in the middle of the room, wondering what its function is. The redstone doors slide open and Dream’s men ambush and kill all of them, leaving them with nothing.

After speaking with Wilbur, who refuses surrender, Dream returns to L’manburg and lights a piece of TNT at the entrance, triggering tons of TNT that had been laid beneath the ground beforehand to ignite. Tommy leads everyone into a final bunker. As one last chance at independence, Tommy challenges Dream to a bow duel for Mellohi. George and Wilbur have a short exchange in which they reflect on their Pizza Hut Date, wondering how they could end up like this, with their men fighting each other on opposite sides. Wilbur tells George he should have been on their side as a British person. Eret too.

Tommy and Dream take ten paces and fire at each other on the Prime Path.

Tommy loses the duel.

Instead of giving up just Mellohi, though, Tommy asks Dream if he could give up Cat as well in return for “technical independence.” Dream agrees. Wilbur declares independence again, putting himself as President, Tommy as Vice President, and Tubbo as Secretary of State. Eret, meanwhile, is declared king of the Dream SMP. 

YOOOOOOOOOOOO...you know the rest.

Jack Manifold is whitelisted. It’s a silver-lining ending.

Post-War Period General Events

August 3rd (?), VOD uploaded August 6th*:

On Jack’s first day, Dream attempts to bribe Jack onto his side with riches, real money, and books containing secret codes. Jack decides to act as a double agent.

VOD uploaded August 7th*:

Fundy and Eret continue their pranks. Eret builds his two towers to watch over L’manburg - Fundy completely destroyed the first of them, which is why Eret’s towers are now reinforced with obsidian. That same stream where Fundy “shrank” the tower was where Tommy and Jack first heard the tale of Fundy’s heritage. Fundy explained that his mother was a salmon (they came up with the name “Sally”) and that she was an accountant who raised him the best she could. Tommy and Jack are understandably weirded out by this.

August 6th:

Niki is also whitelisted and joins the server. The original Camarvan is torn down, and Wilbur introduces the first version of the L’manburg National Anthem.

The Drug Park Trivia Contest

August 9th:

Due to L’manburg needing more funds, Wilbur, Tommy and Tubbo get together and create a drug park business to attract drug dealers and women. They see four chickens hanging out near some gravel and name them Clementine, Clementine, Clementine and Clementine, deciding that gravel must attract women. PPA (Ponk-Purpled-Alyssa) signs a trade agreement with L’manburg.

The drug park attracts a confused Dream, who wanders around through the alleyways. Dream gets scammed and then scams them back, so Wilbur challenges Dream to a trivia contest.

August 10th:

Fundy takes off his revolutionary outfit and he and Wilbur get into a brief argument over it. Eret continues to build his second tower. Wilbur asked Tommy and Tubbo to prepare the trivia questions together, but while Tubbo had researched real trivia, Tommy put in bullshit questions that were later removed from the point score.

Dream loses the trivia contest and jumps off a cliff.

The Disc Saga: Showbiz Business

 August 13th*:

After Tommy, Tubbo, Thunder, Skeppy and Fundy give a performance of Hamilton and Macbeth to Dream, gaining Dream’s favor, Skeppy tells Tommy he has Spirit’s leather. Tommy, seeing an opportunity to use Dream’s sentimental attachment to get Dream on his good side, asks Skeppy for the leather. Instead, Skeppy trades the leather back to Dream in return for one of the discs. Tommy gets Quackity in a VC to try and intimidate Skeppy (Quackity fails), then asks for Quackity to be whitelisted. Dream whitelists Quackity.

This was also around the time that Fundy kidnapped Punz’s bee, Beenis, and was put on trial, resulting in the birth of Tubbo’s alter ego: Big Law. This would come into play during the Pet War.

The Cartel

August 17th: 

Quackity joins the server.

He is initially not allowed to join L’manburg. 

He and Tommy start the Cartel together, going on a heist and cracking jokes about John Lennon. This is an overarching scheme over the course of several streams. Tommy ends up building a summer house for himself in the hills, and constructs a drug lab in its basement which he uses with Quackity to attempt a drug scheme.

August 28th*:

Later, after Tommy finishes his summer home and names the several cows who live there, Quackity kidnaps the one named Henry and threatens his life, as he feels that Tommy has become too attached to Henry and is no longer dedicated to the Cartel. Quackity forces Tommy to play a sick trivia game show where if he gets an answer wrong, a cow dies. Tommy asks Tubbo for help, but Tubbo sides with Quackity for the drama. The conflict ends in violence, but Henry is still alive.

Tommy and Wilbur Revive the Server

August 19th*:

Tommy, concerned that the SMP is dying due to Tubbo not being online, calls in Wilbur and Quackity for a chill stream. He and Wilbur rebuild the Camarvan very, very poorly, turning it into a monstrosity of a dirt-bug held together by cobblestone. This wasn’t very consequential, I just included it to explain how the Camarvan ended up looking like That.

The Disc Saga: Railway Skirmish

August 23rd*:

One day, Tommy was hanging around at his summer home. He hops in a minecart and accidentally runs Dream over. Dream uses the /kill command as a funny way to mess with Tommy (and the audience), causing him to die and lose all his stuff. Dream hadn’t been expecting Tommy to take advantage of it. Unbeknownst to Tommy, Tubbo runs in and snatches Dream’s prized sword, hiding it underground.

Tommy and Tubbo realize that with all of Dream’s gear in their possession, they finally have the high ground, and try and use that high ground to trade Dream for the disc. Wilbur joins and questions Tommy about why they’re trying to cause conflict, as L’manburg can’t afford to fight another war so soon. Wilbur orders them to return Dream’s things and apologize. Dream doesn’t give Tommy the disc, but does trade Tommy for Spirit’s leather in return for his stuff back. Tommy tries and fails to trade Skeppy the leather for the disc. He and Sapnap also then team up to kill Dream, but Sapnap betrays Tommy after being threatened and Tommy never succeeds in getting a disc back.

Tubbo reveals to Tommy afterwards that he’d hidden Dream’s sword, and they’d successfully kept it: they now have leverage.

Church Prime

August 24th:

Tommy and Dream put their differences aside for one day and start a religion together after plugging Twitch Prime for twenty minutes straight, to Tubbo’s disapproval. Quackity assists as well. The Vape Tower and Holy Land are created. Dream levitates into the air and /kill’s himself, then gets resurrected. One of the funniest streams the SMP’s ever had.

Church Prime has been born!

The Disc Saga: Spirit Scam / Start of the Pet War

August 27th*:

Tommy is enraged by Sapnap killing one of his beloved cows, Harold. He griefs Sapnap’s house and also informs Niki that her pet, a little fox named Fungi, was also killed by Sapnap. Niki is furious. She, Tommy and Tubbo kidnap Mars and Beckerson with the intentions of holding them for ransom as revenge. Dream, concerned about this, tries to reason with them. He can’t let Mars and Beckerson die at any cost. 

While the sides make their threats, Dream locks up the jukebox room in Tommy’s house with obsidian and starts playing the real Mellohi to taunt them out of cockiness. Tubbo and Tommy manage to snatch Mellohi and put it in an ender chest. Dream, realizing he’d screwed up, names a fake Mellohi disc “Tommy’s Disc” and tries to convince them that that was the real one. 

After plenty of scamming involving Dream’s sword, Spirit, Mellohi, the fish, and a confusing switcheroo, Tommy ends up with the real Mellohi and the real Spirit, while Dream keeps Beckerson and Mars in his possession. Niki just wanted an apology.

The Pet War

August 29th*:

After taking a brief recess from the SMP, Fundy logs on and starts to catch up on what he’s missed. He’s confused by Church Prime, but is more concerned with chat spamming “RIP Fungi.” He doesn’t believe it at first, but sees Fungi’s grave in L’manburg and calls Niki, who tells him what happened. Furious, he says that Sapnap must pay.

He asks Dream for Mars, but Dream is unwilling to give her to him. Instead, Dream leads Fundy and Niki to the dog house and show them the pets. He tells them that Skechers is Sapnap’s fox, but they didn’t hear it from him. As he is unable to kill one of his own kind, Fundy asks Niki to murder it with a pickaxe.

After a scavenger hunt stream with George, Dream tells Sapnap what happened. Sapnap, enraged, kills Niki’s animals and Fundy’s enderman pet. The Dream Team hide their remaining animals off screen.

August 31st*:

Fundy gets Beenis and a beehive at Tubbo’s base and offers to play a cruel game with Punz in which Punz chooses to spare one of the beenests while the other is thrown into fire. Punz decides that choosing is better than leaving Beenis in an enderchest and chooses. They place down the spared beenest but no bee comes out. Tommy and Tubbo arrive in full armor, looking ominously at Punz. Fundy explains the situation to them, favoring his side of the story, and Tommy and Tubbo defend him as one of their own. Fundy has started a war.

September 1st:

Fundy and Niki get a pet bee named Beelloon. They hide it in an obsidian box to keep it safe. They also locate Sapnap’s pets based on small details in the background of George’s stream.

Sapnap and Punz arrive one day after a Twitch Rivals tournament and force Fundy to watch as they explode Fungi’s grave with TNT. Fundy says they should end the fighting for good with a duel: one vs. one, Sapnap and Fundy.

September 10th:

Fundy builds a scaled-down version of Technoblade and Dream’s arena just behind his base. Tubbo referees the duel between Fundy and Sapnap. Fundy loses. Sapnap takes Niki’s fish and starts to play the same game with Fundy, but stops at the last second - it’s not worth stoking up the fires of war again. He congratulates Fundy on being a worthy competitor and leaves after returning the fish to Fundy. The Pet War ends there.

The Election

September 3rd*:

Tubbo and Fundy get into an argument that threatens to tear L’manburg apart in Civil War. Tommy, while Wilbur isn’t online, is the one left in charge of diffusing the conflict, which he does successfully. The next day (September 4th*), Wilbur logs back on and Tommy fills him in on what he’s missed. They decide that they need to consolidate power, and choose to hold a rigged election where they’re the only party that can be voted for. Quackity, after learning this, states that he’ll be running as well to prevent their dictatorship, declaring his campaign “SWAG2020.” This throws a wrench in Wilbur and Tommy’s plans. Wilbur and Tommy’s party is renamed “POG2020.”

September 9th*:

The Presidential debate is held in Tubbo’s King’s Court. Quackity reveals that Georgenotfound is his running mate. Tommy attempts a smear campaign against him, then later accepts bribery from Karl, who was overseeing the debate. Tubbo takes Karl’s spot to be less biased. Fundy states that he wants to run for president as well. September 15th, Tommy gains Sapnap’s vote by publicly denouncing Fundy, telling him that if Wilbur weren’t Fundy’s father, Fundy would be kicked out of L’manburg. The following days, they hold a few more rallies, sing a duet of Let it Go, and Wilbur, Tommy and Quackity construct the White House while speaking Spanish. This is also the birth of “Tubbox.”

September 20th:

They hold one last rally where the parties show off their endorsements. POG2020 is endorsed by Vikkstar. Georgenotfound is a no-show. Everyone wonders where he is, with one of the running theories being that he’s off editing the Vlog. Fundy and Niki announce their campaign: COCONUT2020. 

Tommy and Wilbur have one last endorsement up their sleeve: Schlatt logs onto the server. He’s been unbanned. Instead of endorsing POG2020, however, he accidentally endorses COCONUT2020 and then decides to run his own candidacy, SCHLATT2020. Violence breaks out, Tommy, Wilbur and Quackity all escape underground. Wilbur and Tommy offer to combine votes with Quackity, but Quackity refuses after they reveal the offer is conditional on their own defeat. Instead, Quackity decides to partner with Schlatt.

Also worth mentioning is the fact that Wilbur asked for Tommy’s Mellohi disc, the real one, to keep until they’d won the election. Tommy gives it to him.

Schlatt’s Inauguration

September 21st:

HBomb is added to the server. Wilbur gets on the podium and states the election results: POG2020 won the popular vote by 45%, but was beaten out by the combined vote total of SCHLATT2020 and SWAG2020 of 46%, making Schlatt the President and Quackity the Vice President. Schlatt designates Tubbo as his right-hand man, still Secretary of State.

Schlatt’s decrees are as follows, given throughout the rest of the stream: Tommy and Wilbur’s citizenship is revoked, the walls are torn down, L’manburg is renamed to Manberg.

Tommy and Wilbur escape into the woods (Tommy’s second exile) and Technoblade offers them assistance. Technoblade logs onto the server and they find a ravine to make a barracks in: Pogtopia.

Tommy and Wilbur then go to negotiate with Schlatt for a one-day visa to L’manburg for Ninja’s visit. Schlatt agrees to it.

Ninja’s Visit

September 25th*:

Ninja visits and streams with Tommy for a day. He ends up getting married to Georgenotfound and using their marriage to get the Pogtopians an extended visa without Schlatt’s knowledge.

Pet War II: Battle of the Lake

Sapnap and Karl, who were engaged to marry with a wooden Eiffel Tower as their honeymoon spot, attempt to kidnap Henry. Instead, Sapnap accidentally kills Henry with fall damage.

October 5th:

Tommy is beyond enraged at the death of Henry, and goes to grief Skeppy’s property with Niki while he’s grieving. Dream joins and helps Tommy lavacast the Eiffel Tower. They attempt to frame Badboyhalo for this, which starts a new conflict and a battle between Skeppy and Bad against Dream and Tommy. 

Sapnap logs on, Tommy confronts him, and Sapnap eats Henry’s corpse. Antfrost also joins in on Bad and Skeppy’s side. The fight continues, and Dream and Tommy escape into the wilderness together and a chase ensues. Niki is taken hostage.

Dream decides to entrust Tommy with one of the most valuable pets on the server: Mars. Tommy must never, under any circumstances, harm her. Tommy tells Sapnap he has Mars, but Sapnap doesn’t believe Dream would trust Tommy with such a thing at first.

Everyone heads to Pogtopia. Tommy gives his famous “I have the Blade” line and Technoblade logs on. Dream also joins Techno and Tommy’s side. They declare it the Battle of the Lake after a tiny pond next to Tommy’s Intimidation Tower. Punz swaps sides mid battle, and Dream, Tommy and Techno overpower the opposing side, claiming victory.

Dreamon Hunters

October 7th:

Tubbo and Fundy want to create some chaos, but their targets keep logging off and foiling their plans. Eventually, Dream logs on, and that’s when they get the idea to perform an exorcism on Dream. They get Dream to Skeppy’s Mansion and perform a complicated ritual, ending with them logging out and then back in again, and Dream exploding TNT, killing himself and also Tubbo in the blast. After this exorcism, Dream seems...different. He says he wants to be a builder, he wants to hug Technoblade, and his IQ is...75! 

Tubbo and Fundy think at first that they’ve successfully removed the Dreamon, but after performing a test with an iron door, everything goes sour. In a last effort to get Dream back to normal, Fundy recreates his marriage proposal scene with Dream. Dream ascends into the air, explodes, and all seems to go back to normal...until DreamXD logs on.

October 15th:

In a second stream, Tubbo and Fundy get their proper Dreamon Hunter outfits, set up a base of operations on the beach near the Mansion, and recruit Sapnap to assist them.

The Festival

VOD uploaded October 10th*:

Tommy has an idea to connect the Prime Path from Pogtopia all the way to Dream SMP, but accidentally reveals Tubbo’s tunnel to Quackity in the process. This leads to a split between Tommy and Wilbur, in which Wilbur snaps and tells Tommy that this is why he isn’t the President and never will be.

Schlatt comes on. He ignores the tunnels, but announces something new: The official Manberg Festival, a celebration of democracy and freedom. With this announcement, Wilbur starts to have doubts about his intentions. Why should he want to go against someone who was democratically elected, hosting fun events for the citizens? Wilbur has a realization: he’s the villain. A few minutes pass, and he’s completely gone, slipping into paranoia about everyone’s loyalties as he starts to distrust that even Tubbo is on his side. He has a plan to blow the entire place up with TNT, and asks Dream to help.

At the end of the day, Tubbo and Tommy have a moment by the bench. Tubbo reveals to Tommy that he’d been given a Mellohi disc by Wilbur, who had also given a copy to Tommy as well. They question why Wilbur would give them both copies of Mellohi, and try to hide the truth about the disc. Tubbo says he probably has the real one.

In the coming days, Tubbo and Fundy help create the decorations. Fundy, meanwhile, has been questioning his loyalties. He wonders what Tommy and Wilbur ever really did for the country in their administration.

October 16th:

The day of the Festival arrives. Everyone, including Technoblade, has been invited except for Wilbur and Tommy. Techno joins in with the party activities, and it’s a joyous day. Tommy and Wilbur wait on the roof, and have a brief conversation with Tubbo before the moment arrives. Wilbur accuses Tubbo of being a yes-man, explains that there’s a key phrase in the speech to activate the TNT. There are twenty pieces of TNT beneath Schlatt’s chair alone.

He puts Tubbo in charge of making the final decision of whether Manberg stays or falls. It’s up to Tubbo to say the line. As the party settles, Tubbo goes up to give his speech. He says it, Schlatt prompts him for more, and Tubbo says the line. Wilbur and Tommy hop down to press the button, but Schlatt gives a little chuckle. He and Quackity start trapping Tubbo in concrete, keeping him in Schlatt’s chair while everyone looks on in confusion. Wilbur and Tommy pause – they can’t detonate the TNT with Tubbo in the blast radius. Schlatt reveals that he’d known about Tubbo’s spying all along, and calls up Technoblade for a favor.

Schlatt orders Technoblade to execute Tubbo. A few shots from Techno’s rocket launcher, and the deed is done. Techno then turns and massacres the crowd as Tommy pearls onto the podium and Wilbur searches around for the button, which he’d lost. Wilbur confronts Schlatt in order to defend Niki, but Schlatt orders Niki’s death and everyone runs back to Pogtopia.

Tommy is fuming at Technoblade, and the two have a short fist fight in a combat pit to settle their differences. Tommy loses, but his rage still remains. Techno tells him that the only universal language is violence, and now that they’ve settled that issue, it’s time to move on.

October 19th:

A few days after the festival, Tommy comes online and overhears an argument between Quackity and Schlatt over the destruction of the White House. Quackity snaps at Schlatt, shoots him, and runs off into the forest while Schlatt tears the building down. Tommy meets with him, and Quackity is recruited into the rebellion. Wilbur comes on and gets filled in. Wilbur also reveals that he’d found the button room off stream, and shows it to Tommy and Quackity. He only needed two witnesses. Tommy and Quackity trap Wilbur into the corner before he can press it, though, and talk him down into taking another approach for now. 

The Meeting

November 2nd:

It’s Niki’s birthday party. A fun-filled gathering hosted by Karl at his new Haunted Mansion, featuring several members of the SMP. Wilbur and Quackity are both there, and hang around after the party to sing love-hate songs to one another while playing the guitar. After Quackity sings one last song to Wilbur, though, things turn south. Wilbur tells Quackity that he’s going to blow up Manberg, and Quackity is going to watch. Everyone runs to Manberg in a panic as Wilbur starts playing the chords to Hallelujah. He begins to sing the L’manburg National Anthem in preparation, but Quackity manages to convince him not to do it. Wilbur gives Quackity an ultimatum: set up a meeting with Schlatt by the coming Friday, or Manberg gets blown to smithereens.

November 6th:

Friday comes. Quackity and Schlatt have a meeting in which Quackity attempts to trick Schlatt into signing away his presidency. Schlatt doesn’t fall for it. He, Quackity and Tommy wander through the woods while Wilbur makes his way to the button. But Schlatt reveals that he’d found out about the Button Room, and he’d disconnected the button’s redstone and moved the TNT somewhere else.

Coincidentally, Fundy had just done a massive prank marathon the day before, and one of his many pranks was to fill Pogtopia to the brim with buttons…loads, and loads, of buttons.

Everyone meets in Pogtopia. Badboyhalo arrives as well, and Fundy comes to reveal his Spy’s Diary, a book of information he’d collected on Schlatt throughout the entire administration with details on Schlatt’s deteriorating health. Wilbur starts to realize that instead of no one being on their side, everyone was on their side. Just as he comes to that idea, though, Dream joins the call and there’s another reveal: a traitor in their midst. Wilbur and Dream agree to end things for good on November 16th: the final war for L’manburg’s fate.

Pet War III: The Panda Skirmish

November 5th:

While in the jungle, Punz finds a panda and Sapnap helps retrieve it, saying that if anyone touches the panda, who they named Dumptruck, it would be a battle.

Once they get back, though, Antfrost, with assistance from Badboyhalo, attempts to steal the panda for the animal sanctuary. During the movement of the panda around from place to place as Punz and Sapnap attempt to get it back, the panda dies due to Punz’ armor enchantments. They blame the Badlands for the panda’s death, as if they hadn’t tried to steal it, the panda would still be alive.

As things break out into all-out war, Sam joins the fray to help the Badlands. Sapnap threatens Fran, saying Fran would not be able to come back if the dog died.

The battle ends in the victory of the Dream SMP members, and the defeat of the Badlands.

Pet War IV: The Final Pet War

November 15th:

The night before the final war, Tommy and Sapnap finally have their confrontation about Sapnap stealing Tommy’s horse, Juorse, not too long before. 

Tommy and Techno meet with Sapnap. Sapnap, surprisingly, advocates for talking out the conflict instead of immediately breaking out into fighting. All he wanted was Mars back.

They meet at the Community House and negotiate. While Sapnap returned Juorse to Tommy, however, Tommy refused to give up Mars. Sapnap killed Juorse in retaliation, angering Tommy. Tommy runs away, while Dream and George join the server with the intention to kill Sapnap for an unexplained reason.

 After a chase, Tommy is led to Sapnap’s secret base and shown his remaining pets. Sapnap tells Tommy to kill them. Tommy, refusing to stoop to Sapnap’s pet-killing level, says no. To settle the conflict, Sapnap and Tommy agree to a duel at Eret’s museum. Sapnap wins very quickly. While Tommy is being made fun of by the others, though, Sapnap is gracious and does not. He respects Tommy as an opponent, and the two go off on their own to talk.

Tommy tells Sapnap that all the Pet Wars have to end, for good this time. He says Sapnap has to let go of Mars. If he truly loves Mars, and doesn’t want to see her passed around as a bargaining chip forever, she should be freed.

Sapnap, though saddened, agrees, and they set Mars free at the shore, watching her swim out to sea. 

Free at last.

The Manberg-Pogtopia War: Finale of Season One

November 16th:

It’s war day. All hell is about to break loose. Dawn of the finale.

Tubbo logs on to prepare, and ends up getting stalked and killed by Dream. Dream allows him to retrieve his items, though – it was just a show of strength.

Quackity and Tubbo share a few moments of reflection together. They discuss who could possibly be the traitor. They both suspect Tommy.

On top of Ponk’s tower, they make a promise to each other. At the count of ten, they would stand opposite each other with the Eye blocking their view, and would, at the same time, take a step to one side. Towards the city if they would stay and fight, and towards the forest if they would run. The count reaches zero: they both step to the side to fight. 

Tubbo starts to question if this is all just history repeating itself, if every war since the Disc War is just bound to end in defeat.

Karl attempts to bribe pretty much everyone on the Pogtopia side to join Manberg, with little success. 

Eret is confronted by Dream, who asks him where his power comes from. Eret says respect, but Dream says the only reason Eret is king is because of an axe and a shield: the people who fight in his name. Dream warns Eret to stay neutral, sit on his throne and look pretty. Eret decides to betray, and Dream revokes his kingship. In Eret’s place he puts George, fulfilling his promise from the first L’manburg war. George is pleased, and then goes off to continue building a little mushroom house for himself, which would of course go on to become a vital plot point of Season Two.

Eret joins the Pogtopians (minus Tommy and Wilbur) at Manberg. They head to a little spot by the sea and set up a board to discuss who is on their side, and who is not. Meanwhile, Tommy and Wilbur log on together. Tommy protects the L’mantree in a wall of obsidian, and beneath the Power Tower, Tommy plays the disc Mellohi and Wilbur rants, threatening to blow up the country. 

Everyone meets in Pogtopia. Wilbur has also started to give out blue dye, which he calls “blue.” Techno leads them all to his secret base and the vault beneath, revealing all the items he’d grinded for. Everyone stocks up on supplies, but they didn’t realize that the Netherite armor was full of useless enchantments that Techno had put on it to disguise the truth: that he was planning on fighting them all along.

Everyone then charges across Tommy’s bridge to Manberg and ascends Eret’s second tower to shoot down on the Manbergians. The fight continues on the ground, ending with Dream asking Wilbur to talk. It was time to negotiate for Manberg’s surrender.

He leads everyone to Schlatt, who was hiding out in the Camarvan completely drunk. Everyone gathers around Schlatt as he gives his last words, last rants, and then abruptly dies of a heart attack or stroke. Everyone is surprised, but uneasily happy.

Wilbur makes Tommy the President. Tommy goes up on the podium to give a speech, but says he can’t be the President right now: he still has a Disc War with Dream to fight. Instead, he makes Wilbur the President.

Wilbur gives a speech, but says he can’t be President as well. Instead, he gives the Presidency to Tubbo. (This is the point where, on Philza’s Hardcore stream, he tunes in to hear Tubbo’s speech)

Tubbo gives a speech and actually accepts the Presidency. Wilbur says he’ll be right back and heads off, causing Phil some concern. Wilbur heads to the button room, Phil realizes what’s going on, and Phil scrambles to get on the server, desperate to stop his son.

During Tubbo’s speech, Dream messages Techno, pointing out that Techno is anti-government. Techno doesn’t like how this is going, and decides to assassinate Tubbo with his rocket launcher, causing panic. A fight breaks out.

Tommy and the others are told by Dream that there is a traitor: the traitor is Wilbur. Everyone realizes in horror that Wilbur is nowhere to be seen.

Wilbur is confronted in the button room by Phil. He gives a short speech before giving his final line: “It was never meant to be,” and presses the button. Manberg goes up in a blast. Afterwards, as Tommy and the others watch, Wilbur begs Phil to kill him, and Phil does. 

Techno tells Tommy the tale of Theseus and spawns two withers. 

“Do you want to be a hero, Tommy? Then die like one!”

Wilbur respawns, wanders around the SMP, has a short moment at Eret’s museum and then returns to Manberg, at which point he gets attacked by a wither. He decides to end stream, and declares Tubbo the President of a crater.

In the aftermath of the final battle, everyone surveys the damage. Tubbo creates his new cabinet, Techno and Phil speak with one another as well. 

Tommy, Tubbo and Dream all agree to a moment of truce as they listen to a disc at the bench together, sitting side by side.

With that, Season One draws to a close.

It’s not the end.

Just a new beginning.

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...And that’s about it for now! 

Season One of the Dream SMP was a half-year-long wild ride to experience, full of countless fond memories and all-around good times.

Here’s to what comes next!

I hope you enjoyed!

[ladyapplejackdnd]

My Eddie Munson scenarios / Theories of Stranger things 5

Joseph Quinn had recently said "when do we start shooting?" indicating that he's possibly be in the next/last season but with that being said he could also get into so much trouble for letting that slip but with my concerns a side. I just want to say that even thought he could be in the new/last season there are a lot of different ways he could be in Stranger Things 5:

He could be a vampire ( like a lot of fans guessed would be the case ) in other words Eddie does get left behide and the way the upside down works some how he become Kas and kill Vecna which also got me concern cause if that is true what would happen to Eddie once they defeat Vecna? I'm sure Eddie wont be able to survive in the regular world the town already doesn't like Eddie this would give them way more to hate him for properly calling him the true child of Satan and such (we don't care what they think). how would he's Uncle feel about him being semi alive.

Another one is he just comes in flashbacks like with Dustin, Mike,Max, and others.Which although he would still come back to the show I still hate this idea cause they did this with Billy and he didn't have one scene where it wasn't a reused scene from season 3 even if they just remade the scene. I wasn't happy with this cause they could have done something more with this if this was Max's season like they said they should have given us more like her backstory and such like what happen to her dad? did he leave or did he die in someway? I'm hoping they give us more scenes that take place before season 4 like showing us how the gang got into Hellfire Club or how Eddie and Robin truly know each other Whether that be him and her had an Eddie introduction interaction, an Robin introduction interaction, or just a hey and hi interaction.

You also have the " he didn't die he just passed out" Eddie Munson aka Eddie the Banished aka Eddie the Heroic now I know everyone is like but how could he be alive. First of all he could have an in and out moment before he "died" and we just just saw one of them, they could have even got him to the other side of the portal and he is now back to live somehow and is now hiding out until the town is told that he isn't a murder and that he is innocent. which is one that i also like.

then you have the second to last option which is also that Eddie is one of the lab kids. One of which is he turns out to be Vecna's child and they have a "Eddie, I am your father. Noooooo" moment lmao or he is just a lab kid that some how escape(which wouldn't be the first time a lab kid has escape lol like they need to do better) now there is a scene in season 4 leading us to believe he could be a lab kid which was the scene with Eddie and Chrissy meeting up in the woods if you know you know. they somehow erased his memory of being part of the lab and they gave him to his Uncle Wayne and told him to watch him kind of doing an experiment to possible see how Eddie/lab kids will be in the regular world and also see if the wiping his memeories actually worked now I say this cause he's Uncle works at "the plant" never being very specific as to what he actually does. now that Eddie is going though this world and learning and seeing that theirs more to Hawkins then meets the eye he gets his memories of the lab which also causes him to know he has powers and this is how we get interaction between Eddie and Eleven/Jane and/or possibly Kali and or other lab kids who has ran away from the labs ( if the Russians know about the upside down there is a possibility that they also have children and that Hawkins' lab isn't the only lab filled with super-abilities children) and with both of those scenarios we see Eddie Munson with super-abilities.

last option is that Eddie become Vecna's next and possibly last possession and we see him become the Villain the whole town accuses him of. We get another side of him and maybe also see him struggling in the background with watching inside his head as hes doing stuff he doesn't want to do just like Billy was, we also see the look of the gangs faces when they remember what happened in Starcourt Mall and this could end with Eddie either dead or alive

these are just some ideas as to what could be in season 5.

[utilitycaster]

Wizard Breakdown Tracker, #135

Each week I think “man it would have been cool if I had thought of this idea, in which I make jokes about how stressed out the wizard NPCs are, during, you know, the Vergesson heist or something when we were interacting with more than one wizard NPC instead of during a dungeon crawl with only one wizard NPC, emphasis on crawl” but you know what, I persevere, because where else am I going to put song parodies about the death of Vess Derogna that are literally only funny to me? Twitter?

Anyway while I am personally team Jester, in that the faster Lucien is simultaneously disintegrated, run through in the chest with both a vestige and a holy avenger, shot through the heart (and Veth’s to blame), beheaded with a hand axe, banished, punched in the face, and sent into a black hole the better, the party has other plans. Thanks to the long rest though it has been about 12 hours, plus the 4-ish from last week, so I guess we’ll check in with a few of our other wizard friends as well.

As a reminder Caleb Widogast is a PC and thus excluded from this list.

Currently sidelined

Presumably having a good day: Pumat Sol (blissfully unaware of all of this); Allura Vyesoren (saint-like patience and a wealth of experience with disaster adventuring parties; at least this one has a cleric at more than 0.33 FTE, a wizard, and some lesbians), Ludinus Da’leth (this miserable pile of power plays wakes up every morning and is like Isn’t it Grand to be head of the evil wizard council and no one realizes I probably destroyed the first non-drow elven civilization on the continent to arise after the calamity! Fetch me more pastries!).

No idea but here’s hoping he found the cat portion of ScryTube: Oremid Hass

Lady DeRogna, taken off the scene, sorry that your murder happened while off-screen.

Trent Ikithon: I’ve established that I think the only real things that can damage Trent emotionally are Caleb paying too much attention to him so as to destroy his standing within the empire, or else Caleb ignoring him. Honestly if Trent would not continue to torture students and spread propaganda if left unchecked I think he could be slowly murdered solely through Caleb expressing apathy. So despite the amulets of nondetection I like to imagine that somehow, somewhere, Trent felt Caleb reaffirm to Essek that his top priority is still stopping the city from returning, not Trent, and it necrotized just a little bit more of his liver.

Conclusion: 7/10. I went to the OG evil mageocracy and no one knew who you were.

Essek Thelyss: Well on the one hand he’s still flirting but on the other imagine spending a literal century being like “what if we’re wrong about how we approach the fundamental basis for our society” and he just got proved right. I have to imagine he’s got that kind of stress where suddenly everything becomes dead calm and also this explains why he unnecessarily cast a 3rd level spell, which he knows could in theory cause him to lose all his hair, to impress a boy. I didn’t even get into the conversations he had with Caleb, the bad dreams and eyeballs, Fjord teasing him, Yasha being like “ALRIGHT ALREADY”, the horrible Aeorian creatures, the fact that robots might be back(?) or his ongoing terror that the Assembly is after him!

Conclusion: 8/10 but he’s like, kind of having a good time. Essek is in all ways but physical in a Hawaiian shirt right now drinking a Mai Tai and going Nothing Matters; I presume he will have a full breakdown following the boss battle and honestly he deserves it.

Astrid Beck: Others have already established the parallels between Essek and Astrid but honestly I want to highlight it because really, on the one hand we have Essek, whose world is crashing around him because he was right all along and is in terrible immediate danger but surrounded by friends, and on the other we have Astrid, whose world is crashing around her because she was wrong all along and she’s probably not in immediate danger but Eadwulf is the only person she can trust and we don’t know all the details about that either.

Conclusion: 8/10 but in the bad way, not Essek’s kind of fun way.

Wulfpupy:

Conclusion: 3/10. You know that tiktok with the blonde woman with glasses who has a lot of highlighter on her nose who talks about how sometimes if you have guy friends they will say something deeply fucked up and you’ll be like “oh my god do we unpack this right now” and then you look over at them and the only thing in their mind are the lyrics to Kokomo? That’s Wulf. He will activate the second Caleb comes back in town or Astrid actually falls apart but until then he is on Island Time.

Yussa Errenis: I wonder if there’s a small part of Yussa that is part of the city’s awareness and, moreover, can see what Beau and Caleb at least are doing, and he’s like “I’m so simultaneously proud and impatient, also we live in a world that does not have IV fluids so like, hopefully my body still exists in some kind of functioning state when I am rescued” (note: did I google “how were coma patients kept alive in olden times” for this? Perhaps.) Anyway if he is aware he’s also just like, watching all this like “I WILL GET YOU SO MUCH PAPER OH MY GOD CAN YOU JUST KISS THE OTHER WIZARD SAVE ME FROM THE EVIL HIVEMIND CITY.”

Conclusion: I mean still infinity/10, he is still trapped in the city of madness and also if he does have a small part of his mind that is sane and able to observe the material plane he also is aware that Trent and the Volstruckers broke into his tower.

Known Gem Wizard Hotsauce Lutefisk: I know, I know, weird that I brought him up. However consider: Yussa’s wizard tower now contains two wizards in suspended animation, their consciousnesses trapped in eldritch astral sea-related spaces. This is incredibly funny to me. We’re in a real Old Lady who swallowed a fly scenario except it’s centuries-old wizards getting sucked into traps because of their own hubris. The reason why mageocracies no longer exist isn’t the lack of magical knowledge or even because power corrupts absolutely, it’s because literally just put some lightly fried forbidden knowledge under a box with a stick propping it up, add your parody of Long-Term Nuclear Waste Warnings above it, and a wizard will be like “that sign won’t stop me because I CAN read and what’s more I’m better at reading than you are!” And then they get trapped in a box.

Conclusion: what is a breakdown tracker to a man whose mind has been stuck in a gem for, from his perspective, at minimum about 35 years?