#I'm so normal about him I swear I am a sane and normal human being

[tallyballing]

ZUBIN SEDGHI SIGHTING MOODBOARD

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Hiii guys guess what? I made a Sephiroth x Reader reeeheeheehee don't we love that

Contents:

Sane Sephiroth (idc idc I need it)

Kissing hee hee!!

A LITTLE bit of angst?

Cuddling, because I just want to hold him tbh

This is also on ao3 but idk how to hyperlink so it's also here under the cut 👇 ok goodnight

Human (Sephiroth x GN Reader)

Sephiroth was strong, there was no question about that. The world revered him as the legendary warrior he was, a title he had rightfully earned as his name became synonymous with power. He was cold and merciless in nature, and swift and accurate in combat. Talk of him among SOLDIER often consisted of speculation that he was not even human, but rather an indestructible weapon specially created for war. At least, that was what the lower class SOLDIERs claimed; the ones who looked up to him and watched in awe as he trained day in and day out. As his close friend, however, you recognized him as a human, and humans are not indestructible.

It was normal for Sephiroth to spend most of his days training alone or with others, or hidden away when Shinra demanded his time. Still, he rarely appeared worn out. He always maintained his polished image and calculated persona. As a SOLDIER you found yourself impressed with him, admiring his consistent strength and elegance. Yet, with the privilege of your friendship, you were more aware than others of the slightest changes in his appearance and behaviors. Those keen observations had made you aware lately of how dark circles had begun to slowly appear under Sephiroth's piercing eyes.

Today you were with him to help him spar, per his request. He bested you each round, as you expected, but you had been at an even greater disadvantage since you were focused on those subtle dark circles. You knew how well Sephiroth cared for himself, so it was jarring to notice this imperfection. It was unlike him.

"You look... damn... a bit tired lately," you huffed out when you became winded after a while of sparring. Sephiroth sighed as he lowered his sword.

"I have been facing trouble sleeping at my usual hours, but I am fine nonetheless. Do you need a moment?"

"Yeah, just... just a minute."

The two of you put up your weapons and took a seat at one of the benches there. You spent a few moments catching your breath while Sephiroth sat beside you, arms crossed over his broad chest and leg crossed over the other as he waited. Your eyes squinted as you looked over him for a drop of sweat. It was slightly annoying how he never seemed even the tiniest bit exhausted after fighting, you always thought to yourself.

"So, has there been anything that is keeping you from sleeping?"

Sephiroth shook his head and clicked his tongue. "You're still focused on that? I am fine, truly. Worry about yourself. Perhaps if you spent more time on that, you would be a better SOLDIER."

"You're good enough for the both of us," you grumbled at his teasing. "Is there something coming up? It just seems like you've been training harder than usual recently."

"In three weeks, I will be leading a mission to Nibelheim to inspect a Mako reactor. It will be the first big mission for one of our newest First-Class SOLDIERs, so I must be prepared for anything that could go wrong."

"Nibelheim... that's a long journey. Aren't you worried you won't function well if you're not getting enough rest?"

Sephiroth paused before responding. "I'm more than capable of functioning under less-than-adequate circumstances. You shouldn't worry yourself over my being."

Sephiroth continued his vigorous training over the next few weeks, leaving little time for anything else aside when the Shinra scientists called for him. You could swear that his dark circles were growing more prominent by the day. At times, there were odd hours of the night that you strolled down the halls of Shinra, and for many of those you saw Sephiroth back in the training room. His energy seemed different during these nights; the way he moved was more ferocious, as if his body was overflowing with anger. Intimidated chills would run through your spine just watching as he sliced through simulated targets. It made you wonder what kinds of thoughts went through his mind, and why he was not sleeping as he normally would at that hour. You never lingered around long enough to express your concern to him however, finding it best to leave him alone.

The concern eventually grew into worry when one day Sephiroth had met with you for another sparring session. As collected as he always presented himself to be, today his mind seemed to be lost somewhere beyond consciousness. His words were short and he broke eye contact uncharistically early. Even his movements dragged a bit as he prepared himself to train with you, lacking his typical sophistication. You also did not fail to notice how his blinks had become slow and drawn out, like his eyelids had to fight to open.

There was something else upon further inspection. Was that puffiness around his eyes?

"Are you ready now?" You were broken out of your study of him when Sephiroth spoke to you, Masamune in hand.

"Hold on, I need to put on my armor."

He nodded as he set aside his weapon and turned away, finding a seat and crossing his arms over his chest. You shook your worry out of your head and attempted to shift your attention to equipping your gear. However, you kept looking back at Sephiroth and observing him quietly sitting, head looking down. Something about how quiet he was struck you as odd though. It was not until a minute had passed of him being still that you decided to walk over and check on him. Perhaps he was just being patient and enjoying the moment of relaxation, you thought.

You soon realized that was not the case, however, as Sephiroth made no sign of acknowledgement the closer you came towards him. He was always acutely aware of his surroundings, even off the battlefield. As you stepped in front of him, eyes on his slightly hung head, you noticed his shut eyes and lips that were parted just enough to release delicate breaths. His whole body, miraculously upright, swayed steadily in time with his breathing. You hesitated in place, unsure of what to do. Your gaze fixated on how sweetly his long eyelashes rested on his cheeks, begging you not to disturb him. Even relentless warriors were not impervious; Sephiroth, too, was a human who needed his rest. But the logic in you argued the consequences of leaving him, and so with bated breath you reached out and softly touched his shoulder.

"Sephiroth?" you said in a hushed voice, too quiet for untrained ears. You watched Sephiroth's body jolt in surprise, but as quick as he awoke he had composed himself as if to play off that he dozed at all.

"Have you prepared?" he asked as he rose from his seat, wasting no moment to address his dozing, and walked past you. You turned back and watched him, your eyebrows furrowed with concern.

As he reached out to retrieve his weapon, you stopped him with a hand over his arm.

"Seph."

Sephiroth stood in place, stilled by the rare shortening of his name, unmoving his arm from your grasp and eyes trailing away to an unknown plane. You studied his face for any signs of opposition to your interjection, and upon finding none you gently began to pull him.

To your amazement and relief, Sephiroth made no attempt to resist and allowed you to pull him out of the training room. The way was silent as you lead him through corridors and to his quarters, passing by the occasional SOLDIER. As soon as you entered and shut the door, you saw Sephiroth begin to remove his coat and shoulder armor like he had been waiting to. Your face flushed watching his upper body go bare and you averted your eyes out of decency. Although you both have seen each other on several particular nights, it was difficult to not feel sheepish looking at his nude figure when it looked as good as it did.

You heard the tumble of his boots against the floor and the rustling of bed sheets, and when you looked back to Sephiroth he had already crawled into his bedding. He sighed heavily as his head sank into his pillow, bringing one hand up to rub his weary eyes.

Feeling satisfied that he settled down, you readied to leave his room until your eyes landed on the lit lamp atop the nightstand beside his bed. Sparing him from turning it off himself, you walked over and reached to switch it off with a click. Glancing back at him one last time, you then again turned away to leave him to his deserved rest. At least, you attempted to leave.

You were stopped when Sephiroth murmured your name, and within an instant he had grabbed your wrist and pulled you down. The sudden action made you yelp as you lost balance and fell on top of him. With his other hand going to your lower back, you were pulled even lower until Sephiroth connected your lips together. It had transpired so quickly you could only stay shocked in place, but as your hand rested against his chest and his vibrant eyes fluttered shut you too melted into the moment. Soft lips moved languidly against yours and, pressing closer to deepen the kiss, you forgot why you had brought Sephiroth back to his room. You tilt your head and let his tongue greet yours enthusiastically, feeling his fingers dig into your back while you tangled one hand into his silky hair. Even while on edge of sleep, the arrogant bastard still found the energy to reel you in.

After a minute you broke away to catch your breath and gaze at Sephiroth. Despite your mouth now being free, you felt breathless looking down at him. His pale skin had become painted with the faintest shade of blush and his endless silver hair gathered around his head. If angels roamed the Planet, he would be living proof of it. At this close proximity, your skin ached to tenderly feel him and worship his being. You resisted, favoring to await for his next move.

Sephiroth's chest rose and fell slowly beneath you, unaffected by your weight over him. He moved his hand up to kindly touch your cheek, thumb gliding over the skin as you leaned into his palm.

"Stay," Sephiroth muttered. A soft command.

You eyes darted across his face in a daze as one half of your brain, now fogged with thoughts of Sephiroth, fought against the other half that brought him to his room in the first place. "Don't you need to sleep?"

He chuckled. "Don't get too excited. I will. I haven't been able to properly rest for some time now, but I believe having a comforting presence beside me might help change that."

Your heart raced at Sephiroth's request. This was the most vulnerable he was offering himself to be with you, and it made your soul grow warm in a way that paled any passionate moment you two had shared together. You nodded slowly and moved to slide under the blankets and join him. His arms opened, inviting you in, and you nestled yourself into his embrace comfortably. Your cheek pressed against his pectorals as his arms closed around you, securing you against his large frame. Sephiroth relaxed, releasing a sigh, and pressed his face into the top of your head, soft breathes tickling you. You wondered if you might overheat from the combined warmth of the blankets and Sephiroth's body against your clothed flesh. You did not dare move an inch, though.

Exhaustion dragged Sephiroth quickly into a deep slumber, but you remained awake in his arms. The steady beat of his heart in your ears, a reminder of the powerfully graceful man, was too loud for you to even think of drifting away. So you laid there, watching and letting him hold you close, as if you would ward off unseen evils. Funny that Sephiroth would need any protection. Sephiroth: the relentless First-Class who has never bled on the battlefield. He who could be mistaken as something other than human; a personal toy soldier for Shinra to use in their grand game. But he was human. After all...

Those silent tears that graced his sleeping face were the loudest expression of pain you had ever seen.

[shyrose57]

YOO BROTHERS ANON BACK FROM THE DEAD? My phone started to fucking die half way (like extreme lag, keyboard stopped working at times, sudden shut offs, etc) and I was too scared to work on this in fear it'd get deleted. But im fucking back and have a new phone so I was able to finally finish. Plus after I finished the Brothers AU stuff I decided I hated Tip of The Iceburg AU lore and wanted to redo it so held off til I got that mostly done. I'm also trying to redo From Future to Past a lil bit but thats going slowly and decided I already waited way to long. Some other stuff happened as well like falling out of the fandom (Breath of The Wild and Linked Universe I got into and am actually still kinda in) then getting tossed back in but, anyway there's some smaller details I left out of Rans time living in the wild but everything here is the big stuff. 

Keep in mind most of this happens when he's just 13. And he never acknowledges or treats his trauma, leaving it to build and affect him more and more over time. 

When Ran first steps out of Mizu and into the world, he has nothing but a sword at his back and a book with little information on how to survive at his hip. The book really only provides him how to make certain things (like tools) and some basic information (Spiders are passive in daytime, how to farm, and basic information about each nether biome). The book acts more like a brief overview of the overworld and little information on how to survive than an actual survival book. Because of this the book is basically useless, Ran eventually uses it as a way of marking down notes and ripping out papers to cover wounds and tie things. He quickly learns that sleeping in high places (like a tree or a hole in a mountain) is the safest possible place to sleep, as no mobs or people can get him. Though due to the nights of constant screaming from mobs, his own internal fighting, and eventual hunting, he develops insomnia and paranoia. Leaving him unable to close his eyes in fear of being ambushed, believing himself to be forever unsafe and in danger. When he does manage to sleep he keeps his weapons nearby (like in his hand or under his pillow) and jumps awake at the slightest sound. 

He moves around constantly, never staying in one place for more than 2 weeks. He eventually finds a snow biome and after seeing the little amount of mobs and knowing the snow is to deep for any sane human to try to travel through, he decides to stay there for a entire year and a half before moving again. During this time he grows both physically and mentally. He goes from being a small, lithe 5'5 13 year old to being a strong 6'7 15 year old. He also uses this time to come to terms with what happened and swear revenge against Ranbob for everything he's been through and everyone who's died. Even when Ran came to terms with what his brother did, the promise "Ill never abandon you." Continues to ring in his head, which does nothing but fuel his hatred, believing his brother has been lying to him ever since he was a child. While also growing his knowledge on the world and his survival knowledge, becoming an almost perfect survivalist. 

When he was first alone and dealing with all the emotions brought upon him, he finds out he's hunted very suddenly. He first approached Raq (who he didn't know at the time) when he was desperate and fresh out of Mizu, asking him if there's any nearby town or city or really anything. Raq pretends to want to help Ran and let's him stay at his camp, giving him food and a warm place to sleep. But its 2 full days later, deep in the night when Raq finally trys to attack him, aiming to incapacitate him. But Ran is able to escape him and run away but not without a injury. 

During the fight Raq manages to hit him, specifically on his left ear. He manages to cut deep, but not deep enough, leaving the top of his ear just barely hanging on. Ran runs away and actually has a bit of a head start due to him tripping Raq. But Raq manages to follow/track him, due to the blood flowing out of Rans ear. Ran eventually realizes Raq is tracking him by the blood trail he's leaving, so he stops, steals himself, and rips off the remaining part of his ear, barely holding back a yell, then Ran pushes his hand down on the wound and continues to run. Raq finds the ear and simply hums, intrigued by the lengths Ran will go to escape, before turning around, deciding to let Ran escape this time, because he knows he'll see him again. Ran continues to run, terrified and borderline crying due to the fear and pain. For the next 3 days he believes he is still being followed by Raq so he continues to run, never resting until he eventually collapses from exhaustion. His ear eventually heals over but never grows back, it becomes a reminder of the fact he is being constantly hunted by people and will never escape them. 

Ran encounters Raq a total of 32 times during his time living out in the wild. And every time Ran manages to get away, though sometimes more injured than others. Eventually it gets to the point Raq greets Ran like a old friend. After their 3rd encounter Raq starts to bring others with him, eventually he has 5 others helping him hunt Ran. Though Ran grows and is able to either outwit them by using traps or is just simply able to avoid them most of the time. Though he still gets hit at times, once he made a mistake and a trap failed, leading to him getting stabbed and passing out cause blood loss.

The Nether is less than kind to Ran but kinder than the overworld. He gets shot a lot from both ghasts and skeletons. And almost falls into lava multiple times. He gets stabbed and trips more times than he can count. But he actually manages to make acquaintance with the Piglins he meets due to him being polite to them and giving them gold for nothing in return. He actually is close enough to them to get directions for free and is even given resistance potions when Ran states he is leaving and not coming back as a farewell and stay safe gift. He ends up staying in the Nether for much longer than a normal person would and becomes adapt at traversing and surviving in it. It almost becomes his safe spot because the hunters have never followed him into the Nether. He would've lived there if he could, but due to the heat he isn't used too and the fact he just despised Ghasts more than the hunters, and they were everywhere in there, he didn't stay. But would often vist. Eventually he found netherite which he quickly covered his first and only diamond sword with. His sword also had the enchantments, sharpness 2, unbreaking 3, and sweaping edge. Over time and use the enchantments dimmed, only faintly remaining. At this point Ran had to flee his snow biome house due to a sudden attack, leaving behind the materials he needed to fix the enchantments and his sword. So he abandoned using it, but kept it cause it helped him through years of fighting, he can't exactly drop and leave it.

Extra stuff I couldn't find a way to fit in:

-Ran manages to find a village but actually gets kicked out cause he punches the blacksmith for upping the price of an iron sword.

-Ran slowly grows more cold, uncaring, rude, and harsh over time due to trauma. He doesn't realize he became this way due to untreated trauma until he arrives to The Pit where Watson is able to help him start to slowly heal. Which is why he becomes more open and joking in The Pit because he feels safe and loved. 

-When the group leaves The Pit he becomes cold and hard again due to habit. Its his way of subconsciously defending himself.

-His body is covered in scars due to the hunters and his brushes with mobs. 

-Ran knows how to tailor his own clothes and has made many different kinds of clothes, all designed for certain biomes. 

-Ran never farmed, he always hunted.

-Ran never really built anything, instead he preferred to dig into the side of a mountain or make shelter in a cave. Its only in the snow biome did he actually build a house. And even then it was very clearly meant to be a temporary house. Though he did end up living there longer than he intended. 

-He was at first extremely reluctant to kill, but was forced to kill hunters and animals multiple times. To the point he became almost numb to it and wouldn't hesitate to kill if he was threatened. 

-He would sometimes dream about his family only for it to end with them being slaughtered, which really messed him up and he would just lay in bed mindlessly every time it happened. These dreams still happen. 

Also a edit to when the brothers met in the Pit, Ran actually gets his hands on a broken trident accidentally left in the arena (its the front end only, and the middle spike is shorter than the rest due to a error when being made) and ends up tripping Ranbob then stabbing the trident into the ground over him (if that makes sense?), actually trapping Ranbob, with the middle spike just above his throat, leaving him unable to move unless he wants to cut his neck and trapped on the ground. 

Tip of The Iceburg:

So Karl's watch is still damaged. And Isaac is still the one to convince him to seek help from the others. But midway through the meeting Phil speaks up, mentioning how he found a book in a ruined village that had a replica of Karl's Watch etched into the cover, but is in a language he's never seen. After passing it around the table no one recognizes it. Everyone's discouraged until Foolish suggests they look for the other Travelers (what ima call the Tales people) and maybe one of them will know. Eventually, with picture pinning of supposedly who could be in their world, they all split off into groups to look. Ran is still the first found, but when he's shown the book he actually confirms a part of it is in a old enderman language that fell off long ago, he's able to translate half of that section but says that Ranbob, who studied old languages much more thoroughly than Ran can do the rest (cause here their still brothers but nothing in Brothers AU happened). Giving everyone hope. Eventually Ranbob gets found and translates the rest, but a great amount is still untranslated, which is a problem. So now its a journey of finding more people and mixing languages to find out the rest. 

A sudden twist to the story happens when Billiam joins, and due to his experience with the egg is actually able to translate a random page in the back of the book (the egg made its own language to prevent its plans being discovered). Where they find out the egg is what broke Karls watch, because to it humans are nothing but entertainment, and it gets joy seeing them suffer and wants to mess with their lives. When it gets revealed to the rest of the SMP what the page says, everyone gets pissed. And even when its found how to get the Travelers home they refuse to leave until the egg is destroyed, a few are mad at it and want revenge, others are scared and want to try to prevent it from coming into their time. Karl eventually relents and lets them join in making a plan to take down the egg.  

Also have some fluff scenarios with the brothers since its been a while:

-There's two types of resistance potions in their world, fire resistance and water resistance. The latter of which the brothers have memorized how to make. Their friends do not know water resistance exists. Which leads to the brothers pranking their friends by drinking some then jumping into a lake. Giving Watson a heartattack and making Isaac sob. The two quickly reemerge seeing their reactions and calm them and reassure them. After the explanation you can bet they got a talking too and where grounded. 

-Ran teaches Ranbob to fight!

-Ranbob teaches Ran to fish, Ran complains the entire time. 

-Ranbob responds by threatening to teach Ran how to farm. Ran stops complaining after that….mostly

-Everyone has found the brothers either asleep against each other or one asleep on the other at least twice. 

-*insert Arthur get out of the tank meme but instead it's Ranbob trying to get Ran out of a tree so he can greet people.*

-Ran has his first night in years without a nightmare! 

Now something else I'm planning to work on soon: What happened to Ranbob after Ran left Mizu?

I hope me sending stuff is still ok after so long of sending nothing. 

Good to have you back, Brothers Anon! And sorry to hear about your phone, that sounds like it must've a day.

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Brothers AU:

I see we're back to Traumatize The Brothers Time, fantastic.

The fact that Ran has these items on him is interesting. Did he just have them with him when he was fleeing? Did he have the time to grab them? Was he preparing ahead? What led to him having these useful tools on hand when he was forced to flee?

How does he fare with mobs, being a mob hybrid himself? I think it's somewhat been implied that he's good with Endermen, but what about others?

How do the gladiator gang go about helping with his insomnia and paranoia, if they are aware of it?

What's it like for him during his time in the snow-biome, since he's there for awhile? Does he make a more-permanent camp/shelter? Do anything particularly interesting?

Poor Ran! That must've been quite the shock for him, and I imagine it didn't help his trust issues.

How does he get to the Nether? Does he have a base there? What do the piglins think of him, and vice versa? How does the Nether life effect him overall?

What happened to those materials left behind? Where they discovered? Does he manage to go back and get them on the roadtrip? Do they visit his homes on the trip?

How does the group react to his sudden change when they're leaving? What kind of clothes does he make? Does he ever make some for the others? Does he enjoy it, or is it just because it's necessary?

How do the fishermen feel about the close call with the trident, and what happens to the weapon?

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Tip Of the Iceberg:

I don't remember if this was mentioned before, but was it Karl's watch that caused the issue then? Who wrote the book? Does the egg have a connection with them?

How do they fare with their plans to take down the Egg(and potentially the Eggpire, if that's a thing here)? How do those with previous experience with Egg feel about this, and what part do they play?

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Fluff! At long last!

I love how their thought process went to that. 'We can make water resistance potions, lets jump in a lake in front of our friends'.

That sounds like it should be entertaining.

Ranbob knows how to farm?

That's such a funny mental image. 'Ran, get out of the tree, you have to socialize'. 'Hissing'.

Yay, good for him!

Ooo, what?

Always.

[ghostietoasty]

Why Sherlock Holmes FGO is Sus: Theories and More

Before I begin, I’d like to give thanks to my wonderful friend for all the points, art, and info searching that have been made to produce this piece, I can’t appreciate you enough for the effort you put in. 🥺🙏💕

Alright now on to it!

INTRODUCTION: Humble Beginnings (Identification of the Abnormal)

If you’ve played the app Fate/Grand Order for a while you’d know about the Heroic Spirit we first encounter in a hole within Camelot’s dessert whilst going to the Atlas Institute. Smart, handsome looking, and sharp enough to discern our True Name, this man of mystery has been seen as an oddball by many long time players of the game. There are many aspects about him that raise doubt about his credibility, is he truly what he wants us to think he is? That servant is Sherlock Holmes (Ruler) and there are many theories about him having some secrets, about him either being a Foreigner class, Beast class, or something else entirely. We are attempting to catalogue all this information in one place for maximum clarity.

SECTION 1: Other Character’s Reaction (First Impression is the Best Impression) *WARNING LOSTBELT 1 AND 2 SPOILERS AHEAD*

From the first encounter in Camelot right until the end of Lostbelt 2, there are many instances of characters reacting to his presence in….interesting ways.

Bedivere, when first coming in contact with Holmes in Camelot says that "I suppose I've never really been good with people like him. He reminds me of Merlin."

It could refer to the mysterious manner in which both Holmes and Merlin conduct themselves, but better to keep in mind that Merlin is a Grand Caster, and that he manifests as a servant due to specific circumstances (he is not dead).

In Camelot, Mash assumes that Holmes must be Caster class and that the original novels by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle must have been biographies penned by Dr. Watson under a pen name. Holmes corrects her, saying that: "My true identity, my essence, is slightly different from what you may think. And sad, but that is not the purpose of our gathering here today."

This dilemma is also present in the Sherlock Holmes Trial Quest (which mostly tackles the debate of whether he's a fictional character or someone who actually existed). Holmes has a line where he says:

"Ah, yes. I mentioned I was a Caster. Forgive me, I lied."

This is however immediately followed up by:

"A jest. My apologies. I couldn't help myself." 

This sort of backpedalling raises a doubt as to whether he was really Caster class before, so the nature of his former class is still a mystery. He later mentions that his Ruler class is the World telling him that not all illusions and dreams need to be laid bare.

When meeting with Salieri in Lostbelt 1, Holmes introduces himself as such:"I'm Sherlock Holmes, Chaldea's administrative advisor. I became a servant through unusual means, just like you."

Salieri was only summonable as a servant  because of his reputation caused by the fact that he killed Mozart. He is under the effect of Innocent Monster. It can also be said that Salieri is a lostbelt servant and is significantly more sane than he would have been in a normal summoning, that was the unusual summoning that Holmes was refering to. Does this mean Holmes is not from Proper Human History? 

Sigurd (who's under the control of Surtur), while attacking us in Lostbelt 2 says this: "So, a human and two Heroic Spirits. No, wait. Neither of you are pure Heroic Spirits, are you? You've both got something else mixed in. Hehe, hybrids then. Interesting" 

This is in reference to Holmes and Mash, who are alongside the master at this moment. Mash is a demiservant (human+servant) hence the "Hybrid" comment makes sense, but Holmes? What is the "something else" mixed in with Holmes?

Later in LB2, Holmes requests the assistance of Scáthach-Skadi in beating Surtur. Skadi says that normally she would never pay mind to what a mere Heroic Spirit had to say but: "...but in your particular case…I sense wisdom in those beautiful eyes. You remind me of Baldr, god of light." Quite a bit later, she also has this to say:"Perhaps those piercing eyes of yours in fact surpass Odin's? Mystic Eyes, perchance? ….No, that's not it. They merely reflect your wisdom born of human history's cumulative accomplishments."

She says that's not it, but the fact that it was the first thing she thought of shouldn't be ignored. 

Baldr is the god of light. Holmes' attacks consist of beams of light, and his cane lights up when he's using it in battle.

In Norse legends, Odin is said to have sacrificed one eye to the spring of Mimir in order to get ancient wisdom, the ability to perceive everything in the world. 

SECTION 1.5: More Reactions (From JP Only)

Since it is JP only and there is no official translation for NA yet, this information cannot be 100% confirmed in any way. (Most of this is from Reddit translation done by fans). But as these are also important, it's best to put this information separate section.

Moriarty's interlude involves him finding a micro-singularity in London. At some point the transmission between Chaldea and the master gets cut and Moriarty reveals he created this scenario, made the singularity and everything to get one on one time with the master. He tells us not to trust Holmes. When the time comes, we as master should choose Moriarty over Holmes. 

It has to be kept in mind that Moriarty is not a good guy, he is a character created entirely to oppose Holmes so it is natural that he doesn't trust him. For all we know, it is just emotional manipulation. 

Moriarty's very nature is tied to being the antithesis of Holmes. Holmes might theoretically go against us for the sake of humanity while also trying to keep us safe (the master is in a way, a Watson replacement to him after all) while Moriarty would gladly let humanity burn for the sake of us but also for the sake of being completely opposite to Holmes and keeping his identity as such.

However he does raise valid points, how was Holmes able to rayshift? This part was never explained, and he also mentions that his hypothesis has a fatal contradiction in the fact that Holmes risked his life to save ours. What can be inferred from this is that Holmes is a good man and is on our side, but there is something very weird about him that should not be ignored.

In Lostselt 5 it is mentioned at one point that Zeus called Holmes dangerous, he mustn't look at Zeus or the other gods and that his eyes are enemies of the world.

It has to be mentioned that this is some heavy emphasis on Holmes' eyes (Skadi mentioned Holmes' eyes twice, and she was a god as well). Is it because of the nature of Holmes that he is the one that reveals all truth? Is that in some way detrimental to gods, magic and the world in general?

Recently, from Holmes' skill upgrade interlude there was a section about Holmes saying that he is always an ally of justice and that while he may be on our side, he is still capable of evil but it doesn't change the fact that he is our ally. Even then it seems he has some secrets that can't be understood by himself.

By now with the presence of Dr. Jekyll and Helena and their recounts on what happened, it is confirmed that Holmes was actually "alive"(?)

Some of the adventures penned by Dr. Watson were actually censored versions of the original happenings, which were magical in nature.

Holmes was traumatised(?) by Helena's death back when they were both alive. He swears he would never let that happen again. (remember what happened in lostbelt 2…)

It seems that Holmes himself is not fully sure of what is secret about him. Since he utterly dislikes talking about something without being 100% sure about it (this tendency of his has gotten us in trouble before) plus his general secretive nature, it can be said that this is why he wouldn't talk about that.

SECTION 2: Weird Things That Holmes Does (And Other Questions)

Heroic Spirits are anything but normal, but there are few servants who break the norm even further, and Holmes is one of them.

Holmes is able to Rayshift (presumably) from London, to Camelot, and then to Shinjuku. There are very few servants who are able to manifest themselves. 

Musashi also appears here and there, but it's not a deliberate choice on her part. She is not able to predetermine her next destination. 

Arthur travels from a parallel world to this world, but this is due to "chasing after a certain powerful antagonist, evil omen" - so he tells.

Beast class has the skill of Independent Manifestation which would allow the servant to manifest anywhere they'd want. Merlin, Tamamo Vitch and Shiki possess it. However, it has to be noted that Holmes' rayshifts have a significant toll on his saint graph, as he is unable to fight or defend himself by the time we meet him in Camelot. While normal Independent Manifestation shouldn't lead to the depletion of the user's saint graph. Holmes' class is unknown at the time of his rayshifting. 

At the time of summoning, Heroic Spirits usually reveal their class and True Name (there also are exceptions to the rule). At the time of his summoning, Holmes doesn't reveal his Class: "Are introductions necessary? I am a detective. If you were expecting a hero, my apologies...But if you wanted a detective or an investigator, you drew the right card."

In the case of EOR Servants whose names haven't been found, they reveal their class.

Who summoned Holmes? The only thing we know regarding his presence was that it was first clearly there when he tampered with information in London.

Holmes' illustrator is Yamanaka Kotetsu, who was also the illustrator of the beasts Tiamat and Goetia

The artists who design and illustrate the characters tend to do it in groups of servants who are related to each other in some way (Pako with Arjuna and Karna Chacha and Nobunaga; Miwa Shiro with Brynhildr and Sigurd). It is strange that Kotetsu designed only Holmes, Tiamat and Goetia.

(NEW ADDITION) It should also be noted that as an illustrator Kotetsu has had previous works in a Lovecraftian Guidebook and is also the artist to the Alien God Preistess, somewhat showing how their work leans more to the outerworldly.

SECTION 3: The Design

It is a very commonly noticed fact that Holmes' coat in his third ascension has a very similar shape to that of the Foreigner card artwork.

The pattern work on the coattails of the foreigner art and the inside (blue) part of Holmes' coattails have a very similar, if not exactly same pattern running down the entire length of it. The sphere summoned in Holmes' Noble Phantasm also has the same pattern on its sides and front.

There is a "fog" around Holmes in his third ascension, which is reminescent of the smoke in the card art. (Also can be the London smog).

The glowing section of the abdomen of the being reminds one of the metallic corset that Holmes wears. 

There are 4 notches of smoke on either side of the being (total 8), under their cape. If we stretch our interpretation, then it could mean Holmes' arms and the metal arms that he has is also equal to 8.

In that tangent, the shape of the coat is also similar to that of Saver class Buddha, the fantasy trees from Lostbelt 3 and 4, and the Shadows made by the 6th imaginary element.

The Endless Knot / Shrivatsa symbol on his shoulders is one of the many references of his connection to Tibet (faking his death after the Final Problem). It is an important symbol in both Jainism and Buddhism.

Some of its interpretations include:

The eternal continuum of mind.

The union of wisdom and method.

Since the knot has no beginning or end it also symbolizes the wisdom of the Buddha

the endless cycle of suffering or birth, death and rebirth within Tibetan Buddhism.

The cane that Holmes wields has a pattern on its handle in the shape of a Prayer Wheel. 

However, we are not able to find the meaning behind the script on the cane. Both of us attempted to translate it but failed. If anyone can translate the meaning it would be greatly appreciated.

The holographic books in the base of the unidentified sphere have a pattern on their front that greatly resembles a lotus. 

In Holmes' third ascension, there are a number of magical circuits on his coat.

The circuits are almost only on his left side, with very few circuits on his right side. It's not like it was woven into it, were that the case the circuits would have been all over his coat in a more even distribution. It's almost like an impact radius.

The circuits are very similar to the ones visible on the title screen of the lostbelts, as well as the patterns seen on the fantasy trees.

CONCLUSION SECTION: Something's Up (It's Big Brain Time)

It's clear that something is very strange about Holmes, from his interactions to his design, it's clear that there is too much effort into throwing these hints that it's not just a red herring.

Is he a Foreigner? Beast? Counter Guardian? Some other unknown extra class? It cannot be said at the moment. Holmes' role as a revealer itself is dangerous to mystery and magic, so it can be anything.

 It is also not necessarily true that just because Holmes has all these abnormalities, that he will betray us, or is on the side of evil. When has there been a clear cut side of good or evil anyway? It can be argued that we are the villains in some way, as we bring about the end of these timelines to safeguard our own proper human history. 

Holmes has always been on the side of humanity and will continue to be, the question is what the reveal will be, why and how. That, only time and future chapters can answer, all we can do is speculate.

[gay-salt-amber]

How Fallen Leaves, Breeze Pelt and Jay Feather got together (Human AU)

Some of these may seem like little snippets from their lives but I hope that's alight -w-’ 

Warning: Incest *kind of since in this au Breeze is adopted* Boy x Boy, my AU, Jay Feather likes wearing dresses cause they’re non binary and they don't give a fuck, Swearing, make-out sessions and hickeys

Also the pov’s will change from time to time!

Jay Feather pov-

Ever since a few moons ago, me and Breezepelt have been talking more and getting along a lot better. Sure its taken a while to get here but, we’re comfortable around one another now and now he doesn't hiss every time he sees me. Right now, I am heading to the Wind clan border to chat with him for a little while, now why am I doing that? Well, he’s a nice relief to see whenever I’m on break and since him and I have similar personalities, he’s a good person to talk to when I need to vent.

Once I reached the border I scented him near, I walked closer to the scent and waited, then I scented him near by, “Hey Jay!” He greeted, using my nickname to address me.

“Hey Breeze.” I greeted back, making a waving motion with my hand.

“Wanna go on a walk for a while?” He asked as he stepped over the border, ‘The questions for that are gonna be fun..’ I thought as I scented him over the border.

“Sure as long as you doing do anything stupid.” As I spoke I heard him chuckle,

“You know me, of course I wont.” I smirked as we started walking,

“Sure you wont.” 

As we kept walking we just chatted for a while I scented a patrol coming near us, It was a Thunder clan patrol but I could tell who was on it right away. I could tell Breezepelt scented them too.

“Are we gonna hide or are with gonna be dumbasses and stay out in the open?!” I snapped, after I spoke I could tell Breezepelt was likely looking around for somewhere to hide before the patrol got closer,

“There's some tunnels over there, lets hide in there till the patrol leaves.” 

“Fine.”

But I know one cat would catch us, just not the same type.. 

When we entered the tunnels, I felt at ease again and not worried about the patrol. It was nice being back here, in a way. I then tried to scent out Fallen Leaves but he wasn’t around this part of the tunnels, ‘Maybe he’s near one of the holes and looking out?’ I thought. While I was discussing with Breezepelt if the patrol was gone, I heard my name being called,

“Jay Feather?” It took me a moment but I soon recognized the voice of Fallen Leaves and stood to walk over to him.

“Its been a while hasn't it?” I greeted as I walked closer to him.

He let out a chuckle, “I suppose so.” 

While we were talking I completely forgot about Breeze Pelt who was sitting just a few inches away, I didn’t mean to, shit just happens.

“Uh, Jay who is he?” Breeze Pelt asked from behind me,

I turned around, “This is Fallen Leaves, he’s a good friend of mine.” But I could tell that answer only left him more confused,

“How do you two know each other?”  I could tell Fallen Leaves would be ok with me explaining it, and I don’t think Breeze Pelt would fail to keep a secret.

Fallen Leaves chuckled, “Do you want me to explain or do I have to?” 

“I can, thanks for the offer though, I guess.” 

I then started my explanation in the most dumbed down way I could think of, “I am reincarnated from a cat named Jays Wing, back when this dipshit was alive,” I motioned to Fallen Leaves before continuing, “We knew each other, now that I am reincarnated and he’s stuck down here, we got close.”

“Honestly not the most bad-shit-crazy thing that you have going on.” Breezepelt said, 

“I mean you’re not wrong.” 

Once I sat down with Fallen Leaves next to me, Fallen Leaves spoke, “Oh, I never got your name.” 

“My name is Breezepelt.” 

“Oh! Now I know who you are, great to meet you.” Fallen Leaves then scooted over and shook Breeze Pelts hand,

“Also Breezy, don’t tell anyone about the reincarnation thing, and or about Fallen Leaves cause I don't wanna have that talk today.” 

I could sense Breeze Pelts smile, “I wouldn’t tell anyone, don’t worry about it!” 

We started talking more, Breezepelt talking about Wind Clan, me bitching about the dumbasses in my clan and Fallen Leaves trying to keep me sane. It was nice with the both of them here, they were the only two cats that I felt comfortable around. Then the conversation transitioned to me,

“Hey Jay, what kind of clothes do you like?” Breezepelt asked,

“Uh, anything I guess..”

“Don't you like dresses a lot? I’ve seen you down here when you come to visit me, and you wore a dress a few times.” Fallen leaves point made me embarrassed, 

I felt the blush growing on my cheeks, “Yeah, I guess. What of it?!” 

“We ain’t gonna judge you on what you like to wear, don’t worry about it.”

After that we went back to normal conversation, such as how much Millie annoyed me and Breeze Pelt even talked a bit about his Dark Forest training and how oblivious Tiger Star was to Dark Stripes crush on him. And we just had a good time.

Breeze Pelt then stopped talking, “It seems to be night time already.” 

When he mentioned that I finally noticed the cold night air biting at my skin, “I guess it is.”

Me and Breeze Pelt both stood, “It was nice meeting you, Fallen Leaves.”

We started walking out of the tunnels when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, “Can you guys come and visit more often? It just gets lonely down here..” Fallen Leaves murmured the last part,

“Sure we can. I normally don’t have much work on Fridays so I can drop by then.” 

“Same here, we’ll visit you every Friday if that's ok with you.”

“That is perfectly fine!” 

After saying our goodbyes, me and Breeze Pelt walked back to the Wind Clan border, 

I let out a rare chuckle, “That was probably one of the best nights I’ve had in a while.” 

“I can tell, and hopefully you’ll have nights like it soon enough.” 

When I thought he left, I started to walk back, I heard him speak again, “Wait..” I spun around and he planted a quick kiss on my cheek. 

“You can go now.” He then walked away leaving me a blushing mess.

“See you later, I guess..” I muttered under my breath. I then started to walk back home. When I reached the door, I opened it and walked into the kitchen for some dinner that Leaf Pool seemed to have made.

“Oh Jay Feather you’re back late. Did something happen?” Bright Hearts voice rang out after I sat at the table to eat, 

“Not really, I just didn't know how late it was.” 

“Oh alright, good to see you’re back in on piece!’ Then the scent of my former mentor drifted as she left go to her room.

I let out a sigh and continued to quickly eat the food that sat infront of me. It was only then that I really noticed how tired I had become. Once I finished my food I went to my room and screamed into my pillow, my cheeks burning. ‘Why did he kiss me?! What was that dumbass thinking?!’

“Why did I like it..” I whispered

Fallen Leaves pov-

It has been a few weeks since Jay Feather and Breeze Pelt came to visit me the first time. I do enjoy our visits and their stories are funny and I enjoy hearing them. But something seems off with Jay Feather.. He blushes a lot more often, he stammers a little bit too. I shrugged it off since I may just be over reacting, but I cant help but let that question run around in my mind.

I sat at the cave entrance, watching the sun rise while I stretched and tried to wake up a little bit. Jay and Breeze Pelt don’t normally visit on days like this so, I just sat and daydreamed, like I did often. Before I knew it, I was asleep.

Jay Feather pov-

When I awoke I just sat, thinking about that kiss again. I have been thinking about it for WEEKS! ‘Do I love him..?’ I asked myself, ‘But I love Fallen Leaves too! What the hell..’ I'm surprised they haven't caught on, I have been blushing like crazy around them.

I a bag and headed out of my room, down the stairs and to the kitchen to make breakfast. Despite the fact that I am blind, I can cook pretty well.

“Morning Jay Feather.” Leaf Pool greeted

“Morin’.” I greeted back and went silent as I continued to make some waffles.

Once I was done, I ate quickly and walked out the door. I had to talk with Fallen Leaves. When I got to the tunnels, I took a breath before I stepped in. When I got inside I could hear Fallen Leaves’ soft snoring, ‘He must be asleep.’ I smiled with love and walked closer to him. 

When I touched his skin it was pretty cold. Due to how cold the tunnels get, its to be expected. My bag was big so I had a blanket in it for emergencies or if I just needed it. So I pulled it out and put it around Fallen Leaves’ sleeping body. I didn't want to disturb him so I got out my phone, put in my earbuds and listened to a audiobook while I waited for the ghost tom to awake.

Fallen Leaves pov-

When I awoke I felt warm. Which I knew didn’t come from me since I’m dead and don't have body heat. I looked down and saw a blanket wrapped around me. ‘I don’t own a blanket..’ While I was trying to figure out where it came from I looked to my left and Jay Feather was sitting there peacefully, with earbuds in and relaxed.

“Jay? What are you doing here?” He didn't here me at first then they must have noticed I was awake and spoke,

“Oh, what were you saying?”

“I wanted to know what you were doing here.”

“Oh right...” He paused, moving his hear infront of his face, but the color of his ears could show that he was blushing.

“I wanted to talk to you about something.” Their voice was quiet and nervous which concerned me.

“Ask away, I’m all ears.”

“Uh well... I'm kind of conflicted..

“About..?”

“I love you and Breezepelt!” They blurted out, their words shocked me, but at the same time, I felt relief.

“Call Breeze Pelt so we can talk about this together, okay?” I said softly. 

“Alright.” Jay Feather then got his phone out and called Breezepelt and told him to come down to the tunnels.

Breezepelt pov-

After the call ended I walked down into the tunnels and saw Jay Feather and Fallen Leaves quietly talking, quiet enough to the point where I couldn't hear it.

“What's going on here?” I asked as I started to walk closer to them

“Oh! Come sit, please.” 

“Alright?” I was confused since this was quite unusual.

“What did you wanna talk about?”

Jay feather then started to speak, “I uh..”

‘I love both of you..” Those words made me blush furiously, Jay Feather their head in their hair which led to Fallen Leaves letting out one of his adorable laughs,

“I love you both too.” He said looking at both of us,

“Yeah, I love you both too.” 

Jay Feather lifted their head and the blue, blind pools they called eyes were bright, “Really..?” 

“Mhm.” Me and Fallen Leaves both hummed out in unison.

Fallen Leaves then jumped off from the little ledge that he was relaxing on and walked over to Jay Feather, with me scooting over to be by the both of them. 

“Thank you, I love you.” They said to the both of us.

“We love you too.” We both said.

While we were flirting talking to each other, Jay Feathers phone buzzed, “Fuck my life..”

“What's up? Did that Fern Cloud have more kits or something?” Fallen Leaves joked,

“Surprisingly not. I Just have an all night shift. So, I should get going, sorry I couldn’t stay longer.” Jay Feather then stood up, I turned to Fallen Leaves, we must have been thinking the same thing, he nodded and we stood up with our new mate. 

“I’ll see you later then.” Fallen Leaves said giving them a kiss on the lips, with me next to the ghost tom kissing Jay Feather’s cheek. We stepped back and Jay Feather’s face was as red as a Death berry.

“Y-yeah..” They then gave both of us a kiss on the lips and walked away. 

Jay Feather pov-

When I walked into the Medicine cat room, Leaf Pool instantly noticed me, 

“What happened to you? You’re as red as a Death berry.”

“Nothing, nothing at all..” 

“Alright if you say so.” 

-About half an hour later-

Work was going at a decent pace so Lion Blaze and Briar Light popped in with coffee to keep me awake. Then Briar Light whispered in my ear, so nobody else could hear, “Me and Lion Blaze know about your relationship and we fully support you.” I was about to respond but she wheeled away in her wheelchair. I blushed from embarrassment and took a sip out of the coffee... It was burned.

“LIONBLAZE WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL?!”

I calmed down and went back to work sorting herbs and just keeping Leaf Pool company, then I got a call, “I need to take this I’ll be back.”

I answered and heard Breeze Pelt’s voice on the other line.

“My mom knows.” 

“Knows what?” “About the relationship.”

“I mean, is she supportive?” I asked

“Yeah, does anyone know in Thunder Clan?”

“Just Briar Light and Lion Blaze, they’re supportive though so I don't mind.” 

“Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow, yes?”

“Sure, I’m free tomorrow.”

“Alright I love you.”

“I love you too, see you soon.” I then blew a kiss and ended the call. 

I then turned around to scent Briar Light near by, “Damn~” 

I hissed  “Shut the fuck up.”

“You really are whipped for him and you’ve only been together a few hours.” She teased

“Not like you and Dove Wing are any better.”

“That's a low blow.” she murmured.

I smirked, pulled my long hair back into a ponytail and walked back into the medicine cat den.

-A few hours later/the next day-

It was finally the end of my shift and all I wanted to do was go into the tunnels and collapse onto Fallen Leaves and Breeze Pelt. 

“Oh Jay Feather are you going out? I thought you would want to go to your room immediately?” Leaf Pools question sent a shiver of anxiety up my spine,

“I'm just going out on a walk to relax, I’ll be fine.”

I grabbed my bag and walked out the door and carried my tired body to the tunnels and when I scented Fallen Leaves it was like a weight off my chest.

“You look tired, did work wear you out?” 

“Mhm..” I murmured as I sat down next to him,

I could feel him smiling as he wrapped an arm around me, pulling me closer.

“Here, get some sleep you need it.” 

“Thanks.” I said before I drifted into sleep on Fallen Leaves’ shoulder

Fallen Leaves pov-

When they was asleep I moved them to lay on my chest so that they were more comfortable while we waited for Breeze Pelt. They started to shiver a bit so I grabbed the blanket that they left here and wrapped it around both of us.

I sat there with a smile gleaming ear from ear as I ran my hand through the sleeping cats long blue hair, they were beautiful.

“Hey.” I heard a soft voice greet, I turned to see Breeze Pelt. His black hair was dirty, more then likely from a patrol. I smiled and called him over.

Breeze Pelt quietly sat down next to me, "They asleep?” 

I nodded, “Yeah, out like a light.”

Breeze Pelt gave a loving smile and gave me a kiss on the cheek, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” I let out a quiet purr as I held his hand and laid my head on his shoulder.

Breeze Pelt then reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a book and started to read. I read bits and pieces, but I generally wasn’t not interested. I just kept my eyes on the sleeping medicine cat in my lap.

-About 2 weeks later Jay Feather pov-

I was sitting in the kitchen when I saw Dust Pelt walk in, then I had an idea. You see, Fallen Leaves always talked about how he wished he had a home of his own and I know Dust Pelt can build anything, so I wanted to know if Dust Pelt could build him a house but in the tunnels. Obviously it would need to be VERY flood proof but I know Dust Pelt could pull it off.

“Dust Pelt! Get over here, I need to talk about something!” 

He walked over, pulled out a chair and sat down,

“Yeah? What's up?”

“So you know where the tunnels are, correct?”

“Yes, I believe so, what of them?” 

“I have a friend who lives down there, and they we’re talking about wanting a house.”

‘“And you want me to build them a house in the tunnels, correct?” 

“Yeah, how much do you wanna get paid?” 

“I’ll do it for free, all you  got to do is get all the furniture and all that and then we got ourselves a house.”

 “Alright, thank you, also don’t tell anyone about this, I don’t wanna have that talk with anyone.”

“You’re secret is safe with me, Jay Feather.” 

“You may wanna distract your friend for a while if this is going to be a surprise.” 

“Yeah, I was planning on it.”

“How many days do you think it’ll take?” 

“About four weeks, maybe.” I nodded at that answer,

“Alright, thank you.”

When I was done talking and discussing the tunnels with Dust Pelt I walked up to my room and called Fallen Leaves, “Hey Jay, what do you need?” 

“Well, I was curious, you know how you talk about wanting a house?”

“Yeah, I do, what of it?”

“What would you want in a house?”

“Well uh.. Just basic stuff, a nice kitchen, a decently sized living room and just a bedroom that can hold all three of us, I guess.”

“Alright thanks, love you.” I said then I ended the call.

4 weeks later, Breeze Pelt pov-

When I woke up I saw a text from Jay Feather from about 2 minutes ago saying, ‘Get down to the border, bring your car with you too.’ I found the text kind of weird but, I did as they asked. I got dressed, grabbed a piece of toast for breakfast and drove to the border where I saw Jay Feather. 

I rolled down the window, “Hey get on in.”

Jay Feather nodded and hopped into the passenger seat, “So where are we going this early in the morning, babe?”

“So you know how I told you once that I had Dust Pelt work on a house for Fallen Leaves?” I nodded,

“Well I wanted to go get furniture for it, since it is fully built.”

I smiled, “Sure, we can do that, bu-” Before I could say anything I saw Jay Feather whip out a cup,

“Here's your Dirty Chi coffee.” 

“You know me too well, Jay.”

A few minutes later a timer went off, I read the name of it before Jay Feather turned it off it said, ‘Moon Pool meeting.’ 

“Why’d you wanna get furniture on a day you medicine cats had to go to the moon pool?” 

“Because missing one isn't the end of the fucking world, also Yellow Fang would just yell at me anyway,” They paused before adding on, “And we also skip gatherings all the time to hang out together so, its not much different.”

“If you say so.” I chuckled before going back to singing along with the radio, which made Jay Feather smile.

Jay Feather let out a chuckle and started singing along with me, I thought I was going to die at that wheel honestly, their voice was so sweet when it came to singing. “You’re voice is beautiful.”

Jay Feathers face lit up like a cherry blossom, “N-no its not, you dumbass.” 

I smiled and quickly planted a kiss on his lips before turning back and focusing on the road.

-When they got there-

“Time to figure out what Fallen Leaves likes.” I sigh

“Well, here I have a list of stuff he likes when it comes to furniture.” Jay Feather then whipped out his phone and opened the list

Jay Feather showed me the list it went as follows:

Darkish colored things are ok, but preferred pastel, light colored stuff

Anything soft he will love

He wants a good size kitchen for the pure reason of me having a good place for cooking whenever I visit

Wants a good size couch for cuddling and a fuzzy carpet

A shower/tub hybrid

A comfy bed, a king or queen because he wants cuddles

A few bookshelves for Breeze Pelt

A desk so that Breeze Pelt + me and get work done if we want to go there and do our work there

Get some stuff that me and Breeze Pelt like so it feels even more homey

“Now we know what we need, that's good.”

Jay Feather nodded in agreement “Yeah.” 

It didn’t take long to get much of the stuff he wanted, it actually took a shorter amount of time then I thought. Once we got the last thing we needed (A TV) We paid we used my dads credit card, because fuck him. We got the stuff into the car and headed to the tunnels asap. 

-When they got to the tunnels- 

We got there when Fallen Leave’s was still asleep so we started moving stuff into the house as silently as possible. It took a minute but, we still got everything inside and hooked up and ready for him to see. When we went into the bedroom, I spotted a box near the door,

“Hey did Dust Pelt tell you he was leaving something here?” 

“Nope, why?” 

“His name is on this box.” I pointed out and opened it, it was full of little nick knacks, like photo frames, salt and pepper shakers, movies that Fallen Leaves said he liked, and more importantly, there was a a few more boxes next it, I opened them and they were 3 laptops, one for each of us I guess and a printer in the other one. On top of the one with the printer was a note that said, ‘Don't try and pay me back I wanted to do something nice for you guys- Dust Pelt’ 

We set them up in each one of our rooms and set the printer on a table out in the hall that connected our rooms (with a walk in closet too but that doesn't matter.) 

Jay Feather was on the other side of the room, putting flowers in vases and doing smaller stuff like that. “Didn't you say you had a plushie ordered for Fallen Leaves?” 

“Yeah its on the bed.” I looked over and it was a cute little bear holding a heart with a feather and wind symbols on it.

“You made a good choice.” I said.

Fallen Leaves pov-

When I awoke from my nap I was being shaken awake, “Wha? Is something going on? Why are you shaking me?” I rubbed my eyes and saw Breeze Pelt and Jay Feather infront of me, 

“Its nothing bad, just take my hand and close your eyes.”

I do admit I was curious what these two had to show me, I grabbed Breeze Pelts hand and closed my eyes, Jay Feathers fingers interlocking his hand with mine with my eyes closed which I thought was kind of cute.

After walking for a few moments, I was tapped on the shoulder, “Open your eyes, Fallen Leaves.” I did what Jay Feather said and opened my eyes to see.. A HOUSE?! Was that a house?!

“Oh my gosh.. How did you manage this?”

“Jay Feather set it all up, I just helped with the inside.” Breeze Pelt chuckled.

“Come on, lets go inside.” When we went inside I noticed that there were stairs, so I went down them, which led into the main house, I looked around, at the kitchen, at the living room, at everything. On the next floor was the bedrooms, which looked absolutely amazing! Every part of this place was incredible. From the beds to the photos of us on the wall, everything was just how I would want it.

I felt tears well up in my eyes, “Hey Fallen Leaves, you ok?” Jay Feather asked before I hugged them and Breeze Pelt.

“Thank you! Thank you so much!” 

“You’re welcome.” They said in unison as they both kissed me.

-A day later, Jay Feather pov-

After the house was built we agreed to stay the night. Breeze Pelt had to leave earlier then I did because of warrior duties and all that shit. So I stayed and me and Fallen Leaves at breakfast together. Once we were done I took our plates out to the kitchen and started washing them. I thought I heard Fallen Leaves enter but his scent was nowhere to be found so I let it go. 

I then felt some ones hands around my waist and lips on my neck, I was about ready to say something then Fallen Leaves started to bite and suck on my neck, which made the words I wanted to say before come out as a gasp. I quickly whipped around and kissed the ghost tom, quickly kissing him roughly and basically had my legs wrapped around his waist. Neither of us wanted to let go for air, “Wanna continue this in the living room?” I panted, all I needed was a ‘mm’ and off to the living room we were.

We didn't waste any time getting onto that couch and full on making out instantly, neither of us seemed to stop our tongues from exploring each others mouths'. We were desperate to touch each other, even when our claws found themselves sinking into the others backs, the pain of the claws only turned me on even more and we kept going,

“Aw, started without me I see?” It was Breeze Pelts voice, deep and rough as usual.

Fallen Leaves broke the kiss and motioned him over to the couch,

He sat behind me and left even more hickeys and bite marks all over my neck and claw marks all over my back. And I was making out with Fallen Leaves in the process. I don't mind being in the middle, even though they know I can top the both of them, I like being in the middle too though. 

After about 15 minutes of the same thing Breeze Pelt muttered, “Wanna switch with me?” I nodded and switched with him quickly. I grinned as I left hickeys and bite marks all over his neck and a bit on his shoulders. I started to claw under his shirt causing him to moan and his breathing to hitch. Then Fallen Leaves crawled to move onto Breeze Pelt’s lap he broke the kiss between him and Breeze Pelt, ‘Seems me and him have the same idea..’

I started kissing Fallen Leaves like before, but to add onto the fun Breeze Pelt started running his hands down Fallen Leaves’ chest, starting to leave claw marks which caused Fallen Leaves to moan and gasp which just gave me more room in his mouth to explore. Once Breeze Pelt started leaving hickeys and biting on Fallen Leaves’ stomach, oh did he moan loud and it was like music to our ears.

--Not writing a smut cause I cant write 3 ways just yet, but just imagine they fucked :>---

 a week later-

Thunder Clan has come quite close to finding out, I’ve been coming back with hickeys a few times and a limp once or twice. But I didn’t really care. I even started sneaking out every night, sleeping at Fallen Leaves’ house and coming back to perform my medicine cat duties. The only times my room was used is if I really couldn’t make it and just needed to crash, which wasn’t often. I was about ready to do the same thing tonight when,

“Jay Feather? What are you doing up so late?” Leaf Pools voice rang out from the kitchen door

“Going out.”

“You go out every night, just tell me why. I wont tell a soul.”

“So you know how you asked where I got all those fucking hickeys and shit?” 

“Yeah I do. that was a funny chat.” Leaf Pool laughed

“Those were from Fallen Leaves and Breeze Pelt.”

I hear Leaf Pool spit out something, more then likely water. Good thing it didn’t get on me. “I didn’t know you were in a relationship!” 

“Say it so the whole clan can hear you, why don't ya?!”  I hissed,

“Sorry, sorry! You’ve just never struck me as the romance type!” 

“The fuck does that mean?!” 

The older medicine cat skipped over my question and sighed, “You’re secret is safe with me, just, be careful ok? Don’t do something you’ll regret.”

“I’m not you mom, I wont run away and get pregnant.” 

I could tell she was hurt by my comment but did I care? No. 

On a patrol, Lion Blaze pov-

I was on the late night patrol with Thorn Claw, Berry Nose and Toad Step, Nothing special was happening, just re-marking the borders, and chatting like old friends do. Then I could pick up Jay Feathers scent near the tunnels which didn’t concern me. But it did concern the people on the patrol.

“I scent Jay Feather.” 

I played dumb, like I didn’t know (you don't know shit anyway so), “I cant pick up the scent.”

“Lion Blaze, I love you, but you’re a fucking idiot.” Toad Step murmured 

I let my head down in sadness, “I know.” 

“Lets go and check-” I cut Berry Nose off,

“No! I’m sure they’re fine!”

“If you’re so sure, then there's nothing wrong in making sure you’re right.” Thorn Claw pointed out.

I know Jay didn’t want the clan to know so I quickly said, “Fine I’ll go in with Thorn Claw, you guys wait out here”  The other two nodded and we walked down into the tunnels that me and Heather Paw used to run and play in, and now the tunnels where Jay Feather spends their time with their boyfriends.

When we reached the house the porch light was on and this was the first time I ever saw it up close, Dust Pelt did a good job. But I couldn’t stare at it for long, “The doors locked.” Thorn Claw groaned, “But Jay Feather could be hurt so,” He then pulled out a bobby pin from his pocket and started picking the lock till the door was open. And we were soon inside the house.

As we walked in I couldn’t help but be in awe on how nice it looked, it looked better then the whole Thunder Clan house! Every item there was probably cost more then my net worth to be honest. But sadly we’re not here to admire furniture, I’m here because Thorn Claw wants to check something that I’ve already confirmed. “Their scent leads in to that room.” 

Breeze Pelt pov-

The room was filled with light snores of Fallen Leaves and Jay Feather, as they slept under the orange and white covers. Even though the pillows were perfectly fine they used my body as a pillow instead. I was relishing in the peacefulness with my back against the bed rest, a pillow propping it up so my back won’t hurt after, and enjoying a nice book. With a small light illuminating the pages my eyes were glued to, I didn’t notice at first that there were noises out in the hall. But when I did I had a feeling I knew all to well what it was.

I wanted to investigate by my want to keep the two on my lap asleep, I decided to ignore it and go back to my book. Then I heard the door open, and in the doorway I saw a Lion Blaze who craved death and Thorn Claw who just looked confused as fuck.

“What in the..” Thorn Claw murmured

Lion Blaze started to rub his neck “I tried to stop them, Breeze Pelt, sorry.” 

Thorn Claws eyes widened, “You knew?!” 

“Yeah, that's why I said Jay Feather was fine.”

Jay Feather then started to wake up, “One of you better explain why you woke me up before I turn your spine into a PEZ dispenser.”

I laughed, “Thorn Claw must of thought you were in danger, so he rushed down here since Lion Blaze couldn’t stop him.” I explained

“Both of you two dumbasses need to get out of here before the only thing that will be seen of you is your head.”

“Ok  bye!” Then they ran out, with the door slamming.

“Heh, good job.”

“Shut the fuck up and lay back down.”

“Alright then.”

When they awoke later Jay Feather pov--

When I woke up, I saw that Breeze Pelt and Fallen Leaves were still asleep. I softly smiled and checked my phone, I had multiple texts and voice mails.. What the hell happened?! I sighed, got on some pants a shirt and a jean jacket. I walked to the kitchen while I did my hair to make them breakfast since I would probably have to leave after we eat. So, I ended up making fruit pancakes and coffee. My phone kept blowing up, telling me to head home,

“Jay Feather, are you heading out already?” Fallen Leaves asked as he and Breeze Pelt exited the bedroom

“Yeah, medicine cat duties are a pain.”

I could hear them both walking over to me, “Well, I’ll see you soon.” Breeze Pelt said, planting a kiss on my lips Fallen Leaves soon followed suit and did the same thing, “I love you.” I said to the two toms.

“We love you too.”

I opened the door and walked out and out of the tunnels, I brushed the soot off my pants and went back to Thunder Clan. When I entered through the back door of the medicine cat room, I could feel Leaf Pools gaze lock onto me,

“There you are!”

“Why was my phone spammed with messages?”

“Well I wanted to talk to you about something, come sit.”

I did as my mother said and walked over to her sat on a stool, “What’d you wanna talk about?”

“I am going to give you the week off if you promise to go to the next medicine cat meeting.” My eyes lit up at her words. Spending a whole week with those two?! That sounds like pure Star Clan.

But I tried to keep it cool by just saying, “Sure, sounds good.” I checked my phone and saw it was Monday. 

“Go get packing.” She chuckled.

‘This was gonna be a fun week.’

END (non story stuff under cut)

Hello! This is my first fanfic on here! It seems easier to navigate so I may start uploading more fanfics here. I will also probably make a part two if people want it. If you want headcanons just ask for them. Any hate for this post will not be tolerated and I will delete and or block anyone who tries to give me non constructive criticism.  ~🏳‍🌈 Amber

[youwereroleplayingitsannoying]

I'm a sucker for some vamp!lock... Pun intended!

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like Johnlock.

Stranger: [vampire/unilock; John and Sherlock used to be good friends for a while in secondary school; there's been a lot of rumours going around about Sherlock is practising Satanism and drinking blood and killing animals and stuff like that; Mycroft who's a vampire as well decided it would be best to fake his dead to put an end to it and not risk that their secret would be unconvered, he made up a story about Sherlock having had a car accident and told the school he was being in a coma, asking everyone to refrain from visiting and after a month announced that Sherlock had died; it's set two years after that; John spotted Sherlock (who's calling himself William Scott now) at his university and keeps trying to prove that it's Sherlock]

Did you seriously try to lure the secretary into giving you my file? Stop spying on me. For god's sake! WS

You: [Reading, bear with]

You: No, you don't get to turn this back on me. Do you think I'm an idiot? JW

Stranger: I don't know anything about you! I just know that you tried to charm the secretary to get my fail. You might be charming, but I have her loyality. She's sort of a distant relative. WS

Stranger: *file

You: You know everything about me, and I know enough about you to know that this isn't you. How far do I have to go to get you to stop fucking hiding from the real world? JW

Stranger: I'm not hiding. WS

You: You're hiding. People started spreading rumours, the atmosphere got bad. I understand that. I was there, I saw you, I saw what it did to you when they spoke about you like that. I believed him, for a while. Mycroft, I mean. I really thought you were dead. I thought they'd bullied you to an early grave, do you know that? I thought you got so depressed from being so sorely bullied that you just went and offed yourself, and there was nothing I could do to save you. Did you know that? JW

Stranger: The official explanation was a car accident, not a suicide. WS

Stranger: I mean.. that's what I've heard. WS

You: Please, everyone assumed the worst, no matter how they might have spun it. JW

You: I deserve at least the truth, Sherlock Holmes. At least. JW

Stranger: (delayed) You should know that I wouldn't just "off myself". SH

You: How could I know? You were a mystery to me. We hung out, sure. You showed me some incredible things. But you didn't show me any of yourself. JW

You: I'm sorry that I didn't see how bad things had gotten. I should have helped sooner. JW

Stranger: Oh Christ. It had nothing to do with you or the rumours. At least not in a way that it affected my mood or anything. SH

You: I don't understand. What else could it have been? JW

Stranger: Precautions. SH

You: Precautions... For what? Did they get physical with you? JW

Stranger: No. But they did get too close to the truth. SH

You: What truth? Did you do something? JW

Stranger: You remember the things they said about me drinking blood? SH

You: Of course I do. Nonsense stuff, though, just because you're a bit pale and your hair is dark. Teenagers being shitty teenagers. JW

Stranger: Teenagers being on the right track there. SH

You: Are you talking about those weird experiments you'd do? Because I never told anybody about those, I swear. JW

You: I thought they were interesting. I liked seeing them. JW

Stranger: It's not about my experiments. I am drinking blood. SH

You: Let's humour this for a moment: Why? JW

Stranger: I'm a vampire. SH

You: Oh my God... What's happened to you, Sherlock? Did they really drive you so crazy? JW

You: I'm so sorry. I should have looked harder. JW

Stranger: And this is why I didn't tell you about me faking my death. SH

You: Because you knew I'd want to get you some professional help? It's called being a friend. I'm still here. I still want to be that. Please let me be that for you. JW

Stranger: No because I knew you wouldn't believe me. John, I didn't start to think I'm a vampire somewhere along the way. I already was. And this is certainly not the first time I've faked my death either. SH

You: Sherlock, you have to understand how this sounds. Please, I know it must be hard talking to a person from such a difficult time, but I want to help. You're not a vampire. JW

Stranger: Fine, explain to me then how I'm still alive, when I was born in 1812. Explain to me why I live of blood. SH

You: This is... Delusion, Sherlock. You don't need blood. Luckily, it's not the kind of thing to hurt if you drink it, but you need other food as well. JW

Stranger: It is something that is harmful to humans, John. Human blood contains too much iron for a human metabolism. It's poisonous in large amounts, despite that humans can't digest blood either. In larger amounts than just a few drops from a cut or something, the stomach revolts and you throw up. SH

You: You're definitely Sherlock. I'm going to fail all of my exams this term. JW

Stranger: Perhaps you should have paid more attention to your studies than trying to prove I'm alive, just to claim that I'm insane. SH

You: Not insane. Deluded. There's a very fine difference in that one comes with no control and no respect for those other than yourself, and the other just means you've been misled somewhere along the way. JW

Stranger: I was not bloody mislead! Nor delusional. You are just being a bad friend for not even trying to believe me. SH

You: You left me. JW

You: I needed you and you left me. JW

Stranger: For good reason as we see now. SH

You: Fuck you. You don't have a high horse to climb onto right now. Get over here and fucking prove it to me if you want it to be real so badly. Stop insulting me and tell me why I shouldn't be insulting you after what you did. JW

Stranger: Fine. You want proof? I've got a gun over here. Shoot me. If that wound doesn't instantly close and heal up within a couple of days, you can still consider me nuts. SH

You: I'm not going to shoot you, Sherlock. JW

Stranger: How else am I supposed to prove it to you then? SH

You: I dunno. Show me your teeth. Burn in the sun. Turn into a fucking bat, I dare you. JW

Stranger: If I show you my original birth certificate you'll think it's faked, if I'll show you old photographs you'll say they're manipulated. I have the feeling I have to be drastic here. SH

Stranger: I can't turn into a bat! This isn't a low budget movie! SH

You: Oh, sure, you being a vampire is completely sane, but turning into a bat is too far. JW

Stranger: Yes it is. Bit insulting too, it's like calling humans monkeys just because they share some of the same traits. SH

You: Find me proof from someone that isn't you, then. Show me a friend. Find me someone else you can't have faked. JW

Stranger: I also don't burn in the sun. That myth developed because most of us used to go out at night to feed because it would look a bit odd to go out in the middle of the day and bite someone. SH

Stranger: What do you mean find someone else? SH

You: Get me an opinion that wouldn't lie to me. JW

Stranger: Mycroft. SH

Stranger: No, hang on. Lying is basically his job description. SH

You: Give me a photo and a birth certificate and leave them with me for a day. JW

Stranger: How about Ms Lucas? You know that secretary you tried to charm? SH

You: Why are you so intensely set on this? Why can't you just admit to me that you're too embarrassed to tell the truth? JW

Stranger: I don't have photos from before the mid 1800's. But I have portraits, one's actually painted by my mother. And if you're going to take it anywhere, I'll come with you. SH

You: You're not going to come with me, because then you're going to manipulate the source I go to that will judge the authenticity of the date. JW

Stranger: Then you are not having it. SH

Stranger: Out of the question. No way, José. SH

You: You can come with me and wait outside. JW

Stranger: Most of my belongings are antique singletons, John. I'm not going to let some idiot calling himself an expert close to them unless I'm supervising. SH

You: Then bite me. JW

Stranger: What? SH

You: I mean it. Bite me, Sherlock. JW

Stranger: You don't even know what you're talking about. SH

You: I definitely do, and I'm ready. Hit me. Show me who you are and bite me. JW

Stranger: No you don't. You'll get high. SH

You: High? JW

Stranger: It's my saliva. It works like a drug. It's not unhealthy or anything. You just... Well, it's a bit like getting drunk, just with a shot of endorphins. SH

You: Then there's no danger in proving yourself to me. JW

Stranger: I haven't done that in ages... SH

Stranger: Quite literally. SH

You: And here's a willing volunteer, waiting right here for you. How lucky. JW

Stranger: Oh god you're really starting to annoy me. Fine. Come over then. Do you need my address or did you find that out while stalking me? SH

You: Give the address to me, if it'll make you less of a bitch about it. JW

Stranger: 221B Baker Street. SH

You: Of course you can afford to live in Central. Typical. JW

You: [If you want to move into para, would you mind starting? At least just give me a couple of details of any notable way he looks/how the flat is laid out etc]

Stranger: ((oh no, I can start it's fine.. oh and I was thinking except for the fact that he doesn't age, he doesn't look any different than normal, no hard skin, he does have a heartbeat .. I'm just tired of all the vampire cliches xD))

You: [That's okay :D I like everything so far, it's great