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its-time-to-write · 4 months ago

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I wrote this in light of the Euros last night. If you don’t know, England lost to Spain and it was absolutely brutal. So for context, this fic takes place post-match in Berlin. (I also knocked this out in forty minutes to distract myself from the fact that I have to rewrite the mafs fic from scratch😭😭)

enjoy.

twentysomethings

The creak in the hotel hall is the only warning you get before there’s a knock on the door.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out who’s on the other side, so it’s no surprise when you open the door to reveal Jamie Tartt.

“It’s late,” you comment when you see him. You tilt your head. “You alright?”

Jamie doesn’t say anything, just looks at you with the saddest eyes you’ve ever seen. You move aside to let him in and shut the door.

You move to sit on the bed, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. “Shit, sorry,” you say. “Didn’t want to change into pajamas when I got home.”

You pull the England kit over your head, leaving your undershirt on. You do your best to conceal the name on the back and toss it on the floor beside the bed.

You’ve known Jamie for years. He was friends with your cousins growing up, so you’d seen him on and off since childhood. You’d ended up dating for a few months, and your parents had been surprised it hadn’t happened sooner.

“He’s been in love with you for ages,” your mum had said.

You had laughed.

Jamie had done a spectacular job working past your defenses. “I won’t leave you,” he promised. “I love you.”

And you believed him.

You’d sworn off dating after a particularly bad heartbreak, but Jamie was determined.

And who are you kidding, you loved him too. You would have done anything he asked.

You did. You moved to be with him, figured out how to make your job work remotely, sacrificed just so you could be with him. But he was worth it.

The breakup was a shock, to say the least.

He never could give you a straight answer as to why, and before you knew it you were on a flight back home.

The rumors started a few days later which was silly, because no one even knew you and Jamie were dating. Or that you knew each other. Or anything.

No, the rumors had nothing to do with you; they just linked his name to a gorgeous blonde model, saying he’d been seeing her for weeks.

That hurt worse than anything else. The evidence was mixed, not terribly reliable, but there was enough of it for you to consider it may contain truth.

He didn’t text, didn’t call. Didn’t try to convince you it was a lie, so you believed it.

Why else would you have ended?

You thought you knew him, thought he wouldn’t cheat. Breaking up and moving on is one thing, but sleeping with someone else while you were together… it was earth-shattering.

Especially because he knew.

He knew how hard it was for you to trust. He knew what he was doing when he held your hand and kissed your temple.

You did know him, though. He hadn’t been cheating on you, it was just the stupid rumor mill, but you were still broken up so it didn’t fix anything. You still had no explanation.

All this time, and you can tell exactly what he’s thinking. You know exactly why he’s in your room so when you pat the spot on the mattress next to you, he doesn’t have to say anything before he’s on top of you.

He’s pent up, all anger and sadness, but he presses soft kisses along your neck and jaw in a stark contrast.

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“We should shower,” Jamie says when you’re done. It’s the first thing he’s said that isn’t your name or false promises that he loves you.

“I’m tired,” you say. It’s true; your head’s spinning and if you close your eyes for longer than a minute, you’ll fall asleep.

Jamie makes a face, not quite a grin but certainly not the frown that’s been affixed to his face and says, “You run the shower and I’ll change the sheets, yeah?”

You groan and roll out of bed as Jamie rummages through the closet for extra sheets.

“You weren’t with mum and Simon,” he says in the shower later.

“No,” you say, swiping your thumb under his eye.

He’s silent, waiting for you to say more, but you don’t. You’d been in the stands with the general public, as you’d always preferred. Less likely to be noticed that way.

He says, “You were wearing an England kit.”

You shrug. “Not a real one. Didn’t want to spend £89 on something I’d wear once. Not like anyone can tell.”

“Hm,” he says, turning off the water.

You shiver. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Fuck no,” he says, wrapping first himself and then you in a towel. He looks at you questioningly and you half-nod, resigned to the fact that you’re going to let tonight run its course.

Jamie picks you up, bridal style, and kisses you as he carries you back to the bed.

“We’re going to have to shower again,” you warn.

“No, you’re going to have to shower again,” he corrects as he kisses your hipbone.

You yawn, and he props himself up to look at you. “I’m sorry, am I boring you?” he teases.

You smile, “You’re the one who came to find me, my love.”

The words roll so easily off your tongue that you won’t realize exactly what you said until later. If Jamie catches it, he doesn’t say anything.

An alarm goes off early in the morning. It’s not yours, you’d set yours for 10:00am. Jamie reaches to turn it off then pulls you close.

“Gonna sneak back?” you yawn. He buries his face in your neck in response.

“Jamie,” you sigh. “You have to go back.”

He still doesn’t say anything so you wiggle to get face-to-face with him. He’s centimeters away, and you indulge in a moment to study his face. This is the last time you’ll have him in your bed, so you’re allowed to enjoy it.

You ask, “You did well, you know that, right?” but he shrugs and tries to turn his face away.

“Jamie,” you say again, “you did well. I’m so proud of you. You played in the Euros for god’s sake. You were in the starting eleven for the finals! That’s amazing. You made it so far.”

“Not fucking far enough,” he mumbles, and you kick him.

“Don’t be an asshole to yourself. Enough people will do that for you.”

He shrugs again. “You coming back to England?” he asks in an effort to change the subject, and you let him.

Not that this topic will be much easier than England’s loss to Spain.

You shake your head. “Going to Ireland to see the family.”

“Then England?” he asks, but it’s with a false kind of hope. He already knows what’s coming.

“Jamie.” You taste the way his name sounds on your tongue for one of the last times. “I can’t keep doing this to myself. I’d go anywhere you asked, do anything for you. I’d let you hurt me over and over again, but- it’s just not healthy. You know I love you and I know you love me. But we love other things more. You’ll always choose football over me, and I’ll always choose my job over you. You broke up with me, if you recall, and you never fucking told me why.”

He whispers, “Will you forgive me?” and the way he toys with your hair makes you realize he already knows your answer.

“I was only mad at you that Monday,” you say. “I shouldn’t have called and I shouldn’t have yelled, but that was the only day I’ve ever been mad at you. I’ve already forgiven you.”

There isn’t much more to say after that. Instead of trying to fill the silence Jamie pulls you closer under the covers. You lay there for far too short a time before you say, “We need to get up.”

Unwillingly, Jamie lets you go. He’s still in bed watching you as you begin to change.

“That’s got to be a crime,” he groans as you clasp your bra.

“Fuck off,” you grin. “You’ll see some again.”

You don’t say, you’ll see mine again, because he won’t. He wipes sleep from his eyes and sits up.

“I don’t want to leave,” he confesses, and you understand.

“This isn’t real life,” you tell him. “Besides, now you get a holiday. It’s going to be okay.”

Jamie sits for a moment longer, then gets up to put on last night’s clothes.

“Mum gave me your room number,” he says when he’s all dressed.

“I figured,” you respond. “She’s the one that invited me.”

Jamie nods. She’d told him the whole thing after the match and he’s glad he hadn’t known you were in the stands.

You say, “Well.”

Jamie says, “Well.”

He crosses the room to pull you into what is arguably the best kiss of your entire life.

“I love you,” he says between kisses. You push him gently toward the door, but he’s still kissing you.

“I love you,” he says again.

“Jamie,” you reply, but you mean the same thing.

He kisses once, twice, three times in the doorway before taking a last long look at your face.

He’s crying again, and it’s worse seeing it in person than it was seeing it at the match.

Something wet slides down your cheeks, and you realize you’re crying too.

“You have to let me go,” you choke out. “I’m so sorry. You have to.”

He nods, gripping your hand.

Jamie presses his forehead to yours one last time. “I love you,” he whispers.

You breathe, I love you too, then he’s gone.

#jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt fanfiction #jamie tartt imagine #jamie tartt x y/n #jamie tartt x you #jamie tartt #ted lasso

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emmitaaa4 · 2 months ago

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Ngl im a little confused as to where this idea that elriels want elain to remain secluded in the Night Court comes from. shipping her with Az—who has said in MaF right before meeting Elain that he still doesn’t know where he belongs—doesn’t mean locking her up in Velaris.

every elriel i know would like her to either:

revive the Dusk court and potentially settle there, and/or;

have spying missions… which implies travelling to other courts or the continent (as we know Az does).

Speaking of spying, same goes with certain people saying we want Elain to become a warrior (?) or this creature of the night, which is just false.

spying is not inherently violent.

we recognize that her powers are well suited for the intelligence side of things, not to mention the handmaiden spies in WW2 sjm mentioned in an interview (much like Nuala & Cerridwen).

her character is said to be observant yet overlooked, and the narrative often makes claims about who she is based on her beauty: elain using that to her advantage & perhaps even tailoring her looks to affect other’s perception of her (like wearing black to fade into the background) would make an interesting side plot.

recognizing more than the light & sunshine & flowers her character is associated to—i.e. thinking about how her powers & “murky realm” work, or looking at her connection to the Void & the Cauldron—does not mean we’re changing her personality. She is full of dualities.

a lot of elriels would prefer elain not to spy—just because we ship the same people together doesn’t mean that all of us want the same things out of their story. that’s the beauty of having personal preferences 🫶

Wanting Elain to remain “soft” is literally one of the only points on which both sides of the waRs agree on; i really don’t see the point in arguing about what you believe others believe, especially without genuinely interacting with people that have different opinions—this goes for everyone

#elain archeron #pro elain #acotar #acotar fandom #my rants #will probably delete later #elriel

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jinnie-ret · 1 month ago

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ep 7: the final weddings

ratings: fluffy, teeny angst

warnings: slight suggestive comment (from Minho lol)

running time: 2.5k words

summary: two traditions and two similar lifestyles come together. will they both be a match made in heaven?

SKZ MAFS MASTERLIST MAIN MASTERLIST

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S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍

They were matched because they've got similar lifestyles, Octavia is a headstrong driven woman who will make sure Seungmin knows she's here to stay for real. With his past relationship it could have caused trust issues, so despite his sometimes blunt demeanour we can tell this is someonewho truly thinks deeply and may need a taste of his own medicine to keep him out of his own head.

A gorgeous orchard with midnight blue flowers wound round trellises cocooned the seats lined up and ready for the wedding to take place. This scenic courtyard had bellows of periwinkle fabric hung above, along with some starry fairy lights creating a magical scene. Both Seungmin and Octavia's family were already sat and waiting for the marriage to be sealed. It may not have been the sunniest of days, the cloudy weather making the anticipated mood seem quite overcast. Fortunately, the almost bubble of a venue and the atmosphere that was about to erupt would make for a much brighter time.

Seungmin was first to walk down the aisle, arms hanging by his sides nervously, something that was out of character for him. His friends and family had noticed right away. In fact, by the time he had reached the top, all he could muster up was a small and short bow to both families. It wasn't like him, he had been in plenty of meetings before, ones with high pressure, but now here he was fiddling with the hem of his black tuxedo. Even with the calming aura of his surroundings, his mind was suddenly working at 100 miles per hour. Had he noticed the way that Octavia's family were whispering amongst themselves, it would have made him felt even more anxious.

Octavia happily strutted down the aisle, a bundle of nerves and excitement decorated by a sleek, silky wedding dress, that showed off her figure she was so used to modelling in her line of work. The warmth in the blush on her cheeks and the nude pink shade of her lips contrasted wonderfully with her chocolatey hair cascading down in elegant curls. With her father by her side to give her away, she felt that something was up in the air as soon as he left her side and Seungmin turned to face her.

“Hi, how are you?” Octavia smiled brightly and opened her arms to Seungmin in a short hug.

“Yeah, good,” Seungmin barely wrapped his arms around her before pulling away and looking down.

Octavia exchanged nervous glances with her family, but they tried as best as they could to reassure her with their own looks.

M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍

These are two animal lovers who, oddly enough, even though their reasons for joining the experiment may sound different at first, there is actually a lot of crossover between the two. Minho clearly wants that feeling of being in a relationship again, and Ishani is looking for someone she can trust. With Minho's open heart, he will be more than welcoming to Ishani, and together they can help each other grow as people.

A round circular path, with the grand presentation of a water fountain in the middle of it, led to an old traditional hall. The sandy tones of the building encompassed an interior with beautiful, chromatic tones, ornate in their history and attractive in stature. A vibrant red carpet created the aisle, surrounded by dark oak, wooden pews, currently being filled by guests. As they entered, you could already see how two cultures were being brought together, people of all ages from South Korea and India now sat waiting.

Minho of course walked down the aisle first, admiring the candles lit that created a glowing atmosphere and warmth he was excited to walk into. As he walked across the soft carpet, he wore a nervous grin on his face, bowing politely to both sides of the guests. His friends were especially excited to see him, as they initially couldn’t believe that this was real. Both of his parents were also there, his mum cutely holding onto a keyring of three cats, Soonie, Doongie and Dori. The whole setting seemed to match Minho’s elegant suit, the black suit he adorned having small details such as golden cat cufflinks, along with thin maroon lapels and a handkerchief that was the same colour, neatly tucked into his pocket. This was it, the day he got married.

The silence in the room only lasted moments long, before Ishani walked around the corner, hand intertwined with her father’s. She was a gorgeous sight to behold, ruby red lehenga with a gota patti embroidery style in gold, creating a beautiful blend of hues on her skirt. Of course, it was paired with a matching top and scarf. Another aspect of Ishani’s wedding ensemble was the henna that decorated her hands and feet. Despite the nature of the show, Ishani got the approval from her parents she needed to begin this adventure in her life, yet they had requested that she still pay homage to her roots and present traditionally. She had happily agreed, meaning that in a celebration of wishing her good health and prosperity, or, Mendhi, that was when the ink became apparent. Her mother had even cheekily made it darker, showing that she wished for a strong sense of love between her daughter and husband to be - in reality this strong bond would already be apparent. The stronger the henna, the more in love the couple is said to be.

Minho’s eyes twinkled with amazement and fondness as soon as his eyes connected with Ishani’s and she felt her heart nearly beating out of her chest as her father walked her further up the aisle, hoping that she’d get his approval to be with the handsome man in front of her.

“Hi, I’m Ishani,” she smiled radiantly at Minho, seeming like she wanted to do something more, give him a hug, at least.

“I’m Minho, it’s lovely to meet you. You look truly amazing,” Minho charmingly spoke, truth in every ounce of his words. He too wanted to hold his wife-to-be in his arms, yet he felt a bit awkward in doing so when her father was still standing right there.

“Ishani, take my hand,” her father spoke, before looking at Minho to do the same. He tutted as first when his left hand was presented, but quickly connected the younger two’s right hands together, visibly indicating his approval for the marriage in an act of Kanyadaan. After that, he smiled, patted Minho on the shoulder and took his seat next to his own wife.

“He approves,” Ishani reassured Minho with joy evident, quickly taking away his worry and mainly confusion.

In response, Minho sighed in relief, “thank goodness for that,” and then gently brought Ishani into a hug. Once they both pulled away, bashfully, mind you, the priest approached and officially began the ceremony.

S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍

“Octavia, would you like to go first?” the priest asked, the girl nodding in response.

“I feel like I’ve always been looking for the right person, so I’m hoping you’re the one who will stop my endless searching,” Octavia began with a slight out of character apprehension, but soon found her feet. “I hope that we can constantly build each other up and always have each others’ backs, because I know I’ve already got yours. I promise to make you laugh, hold you when you cry and eventually tell you how much I care for you. In sickness and in health, as the saying goes.”

Next, it was Seungmin’s turn.

“Loyalty and faithfulness are both incredibly important to me, so know that I will always stick by you whilst having a laugh too. I may come across as a closed book at first, but once you get to know me I hope you will appreciate and learn all the different sides to me, just as I promise I will do for you as well. This is a crazy thing we’re both doing, but I’m excited for the adventure we are about to begin,” he sighed in relief and gave a small smile once again to Octavia. She seemed more relaxed now after hearing his vows and getting an insight into his personality.

M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍

“To my wife, I don’t know you yet but I want you to know that I am willing to put my best efforts into this marriage so that it works. I will be there by your side to cherish all the little moments we have, and to celebrate the milestones we make in our relationship to come. I am very passionate about my job and what I do in life, so I promise to uplift you, encourage you and simply be there for you in whatever you do,” Minho calm and collectively recited his vows.

“My husband, this is certainly not a conventional way to find the love of my life but I hope that is what you will be to me. Trust is incredibly important to me, so I hope that this is something we can have between the two of us as we get to know each other more and more. I promise to stay by your side, and grow as a person with you as we explore this marriage together. Also, you better be a cat person,” Ishani threw in jokingly at the end.

“I love cats!” Minho exclaimed with relief, eyes widening in a newfound fondness already.

“Really?!”

“Yes, I have three!”

Their small, excited murmurs were interrupted by the priest reminding them to place their rings on each other's hands.

S.O 🤍 M.I 🤍 S.O 🤍 M.I 🤍 S.O 🤍 M.I 🤍

When Seungmin and Octavia shared their first kiss, it was short but sweet. There was a tentative approach yet soon they would be able to relax in their shared presence. Minho and Ishani’s kiss lasted a bit longer, and it was the clearing of the throat from her father, soon drowned out by the cheering of Minho’s friends, that jolted them out of their bubble.

S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍

It was now time for their first dinner together, where everyone was gathered around tables and getting to know each other. The newly married couple sat at the head of the stunning buffet, fortunately getting along quite well, exchanging stories of their travels.

“So, what do you do for work?” Seungmin enquired curiously.

“I’m a model. I do travel quite a lot for work so I hope that won’t be an issue for us?” Octavia crossed her fingers underneath the table, Seungmin spotting this.

“Haha, you don’t have to do that, it won’t be an issue for me at all. Actually, my work has me travelling a lot too,” he admitted with a nod.

“Really? What do you do?” Octavia shifted her body to face him more, taking a sip from her champagne flute.

“Ah, it’s a talent company for actors, singers, models too, actually,” Seungmin tried to discreetly describe what he does without naming the company.

“Wow, that's amazing!” Octavia nodded feeling impressed, something at the back of her mind feeling satisfied that they would be financially stable as a couple in the outside world.

“It is, I do love my job. Where’s your favourite place you’ve travelled to?” Seungmin asked.

“The one that comes to my mind first… I’d probably say Amsterdam. It’s just something about the atmosphere of that city that feels like you’re in another world; the culture, the art, the canals…” Octavia trailed off fondly.

“Sounds like a five star review. I’ve never been,” Seungmin acknowledged.

“No way! It’s amazing, really. I hope our honeymoon is there,” Octavia remarked in a wishful tone.

M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍

“So, you said you have three cats? What are their names?” Ishani asked the question she had wanted to ask ever since their mini discussion had been cut off earlier.

“Soonie, Doongie and Dori. They’re my babies,” Mihno cutely smiled, the expression reaching his eyes.

“Oh they sound so cute! I’m a vet and I love it when cats get brought into work,” Ishani commented, using her knife and fork to cut through her food.

“You’re a vet? Hey, one of the cats at this cat cafe I work at-”

“You work at a cat cafe? You’re an absolute dream,” Ishani couldn’t stop herself from interrupting, her heart fluttering.

“Yeah, it’s, umm, it's really fun,” Minho stuttered ever so slightly, not expecting the sudden compliment, “but, umm, yeah, one of the cats from the cat cafe keeps escaping the kennel area at night, and starts running around the cafe area and knocking things down. Is there something we should be doing?”

“You sure they aren’t drinking the coffee from behind the counter?” Ishani teased.

“No, no, no,” Minho chuckled and waved her question off.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. It sounds like they’ve just got the zoomies and are trying to burn off some energy before getting some sleep,” Ishani thoughtfully considered.

“Burn off energy? It’s like they’re trying to burn years off of my life expectancy,” Minho whined jokingly, making his wife burst out into laughter.

S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍 S.O 🤍

“Something about walking around, just the two of us, feels so much better,” Octavia mused, her hand intertwined with Seungmins as they wandered the grand hall their wedding had taken place in.

“I agree. Feels more… calm. I definitely feel more relaxed now,” Seungmin declared quietly, almost like he felt a bit sensitive in doing so.

“I did notice that during the day you seemed to relax more,” Octavia nodded in agreement.

“Oh you did? You must have thought ‘what have I gotten myself into?’ when we were at the ceremony,” Seungmin expressed in an exaggerated tone

“Yeah, I did,” Octavia sighed.

“Wait… really?” Seungmin paused in his tracks, causing his wife to stop too.

“No! I’m kidding, chill,” Octavia rolled her eyes with a smirk, pulling him forwards with her.

“Aish,” Seungmin blinked in amazement at being fooled. There seemed to be a void in his heart that was already being filled, little by little.

M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍 M.I 🤍

After the dinner with their loved ones, Minho and Ishani had sat down on the edge of the water fountain outside, admiring the greenery and fairy lights around them, as well as the starry night sky. The conversation between them flowed so naturally, before Minho’s intrusive thoughts got in the way.

“What if I pushed you in?” he wiggled his eyebrows.

“Not in these clothes!” Ishani whacked him on the shoulder lightly, both physically and in intention.

“Right, they’re far too gorgeous to ruin,” Minho let his eyes scan her outfit once more.

“Hey! What about… I don’t know, me?!” Ishani folded her arms.

“What… are you too gorgeous to ruin?” Minho seductively lowered his voice, before reminding himself this was the first day they had met, they hadn’t even known each other for 24 hours yet and Ishani’s eyes had immediately widened upon his question. “Omo, forget about that…”

“Ok, ok,” Ishani nodded, turning away and trying to hide her smile, seeing that Minho was trying to dig himself out of the hole he had just made.

“You do look lovely though,” Minho affirmed, always the gentleman.

“Thanks,” Ishani patted him on the knee. Their wedding day couldn’t have gotten any better. Now, they were both just excited for their honeymoon so that they could learn even more things about each other.

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dana-chan-the-control-brain · 11 months ago

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Ngl 'm kinda salty that instead of having Sun, or Solar, or Monty in today's gaming video on Laes, they had Roxanne, someone who is irrelevant to their channels besides being a running gag for teasing Sun. I know that Davis is probably too busy to record with Kat, Reed, and Valentine but I'd rather wait for him to be available for however long it takes than to watch a gaming video with Roxanne in it :/

My only theory as to why the Roxanne Show did this huge collab was because that they have recorded a VR lore collab episode with them as well and they were available.

Which.........

Isn't great.

I don't like their portrayal of Vanny.

That's my woman blorbo and you screwed her up.

Keep her away from me.

Although, I've never been a big fan of their Roxanne portrayal either.

My personal opinion. Take it with a grain of salt.

I thought the Christmas Special was terrible.

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"Did everyone enjoy the Holiday Special?" "No RAGS... only you did." "Oh... well that pretty much my target audience anyway..."

*i watched the whole thing so you don't have to. Honestly, if you have seen the two very short clips of Davis's Sun and Earth/Kat singing, that's all you need. Because they're the only two of this musical that can actually... well... sing.*

The singing made my inner choir kid cringe.... and I just... did not care for the plot.

Roxanne was stressed over the holidays... because of the drama SHE created.... She whined about her estranged on again off again father not liking Christmas, whined when Gregory tried to invite Cassie over, Whined when Gregory was upset and dealing with drama of his only ghost friends potentially leaving the astral plain, Was annoyed when Freddy was trying to be a good boyfriend because she wasn't happy that not EVERYONE was having "the best christmas ever" Cus "Who doesn't like Christmas?" I don't know, Roxanne... people who are busy, people who work retail, people with dead relatives (like Cassie by the way) .... people who don't CELEBrate Christmas???

And I was waiting for the other shoe to drop so much in this special. Because so far, All they've sung about what makes Christmas Great is the Commodification and the Commercialism of Christmas.

That's what makes Christmas great. The cookies, the presents, the colorful lights.....big parties, traditions... etc etc....

Which, come on, I do NOT expect animatronics to get up like the Peanuts Holiday Special and tell me about the Birth of Jesus Christ.

But what I did expect them to do, was talk about the importance of family, and why being with the people you care about is so important... and there was... an attempt at that. But it didn't really land for me.

They didn't even bother to get into how other people celebrate Christmas.

It was all hyping up the commercialism of the Hoilday, and getting excited about that... I understand Gregory, cause he's a literal child... but every single animatronic was either for Christmas or anti Christmas for very commercial reasons.

And what's the crisis.... Roxanne is upset because not everyone likes Christmas and no one is falling into line for her plans for the Holidays... Not everything is about you. Gregory's friends are literally dying and Cassie is mourning her Dad over the holidays.

I thought the special would be about appreciating what you have, even if things don't work out. But no, everything works out and even her estranged father makes up with her for no reason other then because.

Respect for all the voice actors, talent and origination to get the RAGS Christmas Musical together... I just did not care for the plot. And People are free to disagree with me on this... but I found the whole Musical rather shallow and I have seen Hallmark Christmas and Rankinbass Movies with more meat.

I will say.... TSAMS (and MAFS to some extent) did a much better holiday special with far less production... because that's what it's really about, just spending time and exchanging gifts with people who you know care about you. And Earth and Solar experiencing Christmas with others that care about them for the first time and a feeling of warm togetherness and family that wasn't about a big planning or party, while also packing in some of the stressful feeling of the Holidays as well.

And yeah. If Sun was on "Vacation" they could have used this as an opportunity for Solar to be in gaming videos, since Davis himself isn't sick.

We've never seen Solar and Moon play a game together, and I know I'm not the only one asking for it in the official server.

Just involve Solar in more gaming videos. HE ASKED to be in them more. Just DO IT.

#tsams #danachan's asks #danachan's replies #this is so salty #lol I was feeling that salt

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karriethemechtech · 7 months ago

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Cheetah CHT-1A

Mass: 30 tons Chassis: Earthwerks PXH IV Endo Steel Power Plant: Ceres Motors 240 XL Cruising Speed: 86.4 kph Maximum Speed: 172.8 kph Jump Jets: None Jump Capacity: 0 meters Armor: Hellespont Lite Armament: 1 Large Pulse Laser Manufacturer: Majesty Metals and Manufacturing Primary Factory: Unknown Communication System: Tek BattleCom Targeting & Tracking System: Tek Tru-Trak Introduction Year: 3146 Tech Rating/Availability: E/X-X-X-D Cost: 7,777,250 C-bills

Overview Proposed as part of Project: BIG CAT for the Magistracy of Canopus, the Cheetah was designed by Majesty Metals and Manufacturing in 3146 as a fast, durable, and modernized scout 'Mech.

Capabilities Though not in form, in function the Cheetah most closely resembles the Star League's venerable Hussar design. Featuring a similar armament of only a single large pulse laser, the Cheetah is lightly armed, though it makes up for it with a pair of 'Mech-scale claws. Powered by a Supercharged Ceres Motors 240 XL engine, the 'Mech is blisteringly fast, capable of running almost 173 kph in a sprint; combined with its 4.5 tons of Hellespont Lite Ferro Fibrous armor, the Cheetah is makes for a very survivable scout and forward operative.

Type: Cheetah Technology Base: Inner Sphere (Standard) Tonnage: 30 Battle Value: 735

Equipment Mass Internal Structure Endo Steel 1.5 Engine 240 XL 6 Walking MP: 8 Running MP: 12(16) Jumping MP: 0 Double Heat Sink 10 [20] 0 Gyro 3 Cockpit 3 Armor Factor (Light Ferro) 76 4.5 Internal Armor Structure Value Head 3 9 Center Torso 10 10 Center Torso (rear) 3 R/L Torso 7 10 R/L Torso (rear) 2 R/L Arm 5 6 R/L Leg 7 9

Right Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm Left Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm

Weapons and Ammo Location Critical Heat Tonnage Large Pulse Laser CT 2 10 7.0 Double Heat Sink RT 3 - 1.0 Claw LA 2 - 2.0 Supercharger LT 1 - 1.0 Claw RA 2 - 2.0

Features the following design quirks: Animalistic Appearance, Narrow/Low Profile

Behold! Canopus marches--this is one of the 'Mechs the MAF recently introduced. I've been told they sent a few over to join the operation; lights aren't really my thing but I'm still excited. It's a pretty solid machine!

I'll get you information on the rest of Project: BIG CAT as I can.

#battletech #mechwarrior

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tracingpatternswrites · 10 months ago

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I got a last line tag from @soloorganaas so I'm going to take that as a sign it's time to start sharing some stuff from my new wip.

So I've been binging MAFS lately, which is how this thing grabbed a hold of me so, well, here it is Married At First Sight - Wolfstar Edition.

Kingsley looked as if he was about to say something when there was a knock at the door, and moments later it was pushed open. “Oh love, look at you,” his mother fussed, all but pulling her husband along behind her. “You look so handsome. Lyall, doesn’t he look handsome?” “Very handsome,” his father repeated, winking at Remus over his mother’s head and Remus felt the corner of his mouth tug upwards into a half-smile. “How’re you doing, lad?” “Okay,” Remus said, forcing a smile as he dropped his gaze to his mother who was watching him intently. “I promise, I’m alright.” “He’s just nervous,” Mary said, ignoring Remus’ look as she passed on two more champagne flutes. “Got it into his head he’s not sexy enough for his mystery husband.” “Thanks for that,” Remus grumbled, but Mary simply sent him a dazzling smile in return. “What’s that nonsense?” his mother huffed as she smoothed out the wrinkles of Remus’ suit. “You look just like your Da did when he was your age, and he had enough girls hanging around him. Had to beat them off with a stick, didn’t I love?” she didn’t wait for Lyall to respond, but Remus thought he could see a little blush beneath his father’s full beard. “I think any lad would be lucky to have you, wouldn’t you say Kingsley?” She turned her bright blue eyes on Remus’ ex-boyfriend, expectantly, and he nodded obediently, his dark eyes glittering. “He’s a stunner, Mrs. L.” “If he wasn’t batting for the wrong team I’d take him for myself in a heartbeat,” quipped Mary, her face splitting into a smirk. “Oh, and if I had a dick, of course, can’t see Remus going more than a week without that.” “I hate you all,” announced Remus, his cheeks blazing as the others laughed. “Don’t be silly,” his mother said as she gave his arm a light pat. “Nothing wrong with a healthy sex life.” “Ma,” Remus groaned but his mother continued, unperturbed. “There’s no denying there has to be a spark, love. It’s going to be an important part of your marriage, and you should be able to talk openly about it. Haven’t I always said that? One of the reasons that me and your Da have been together for as long as we have is that he never ceases to surprise me with–“ “MA!” Remus interrupted loudly, throwing Mary a dirty look as she cackled. “Good on you, Mr. L, gotta keep the Mrs happy.”

Passing on a no-pressure tag to @squintclover, @heartofspells, @theresthesnitch

#my writing #mafs wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar

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is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not · 7 months ago

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Origin: Canopus IV

Destination: Terra / Islington

Subject: Deployment of Magistracy Armed Forces for Operation TOUCHDOWN

Message: ALCON, 1st Canopian Cuirassiers have arrived at Islington. Available for tasking at discretion of Local Force Commander. Glory to the Magistracy.

Commanding Officer: Colonel Inanna Allard-Liao (see attached personnel file)

TO&E: 1x BattleMech battalion - 36x BattleMechs [8x Assault, 24x Heavy, 4x Light] (1 CANOPIAN CUIR.) 1x AeroSpace group - 18x aerospace fighters (1 CANOPIAN AIR GUARD) 1x Armor battalion - 72x armored fighting vehicles (1 CANOPIAN ARM. GUARD) 1x Infantry battalion - 448x infantry (1 CANOPIAN INF. GUARD)

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// MAGISTRACY ARMED FORCES \\

--This information is not for public distribution.--

INANNA ALLARD-LIAO

Rank: Colonel, Commanding Officer 1st Canopian Cuirassiers

Assigned Unit: Command Lance

Personal 'Mech: Yaguara 'Inanna' YGR-2D-IAL

Date of Birth: 3103-04-28

Parents: Melissa Allard-Liao & Fredrik Allard-Liao [Né Richardson]

Age: 50

Listed Gender: F

Physiological Details: Full genetic modification treatment [extreme; "Animalia conversion", subtype: snow leopard] - performed @ Ceres Station - Terran System - 3119-04-28

Height: 190cm

Weight: 97kg

Eye Color: Grey

Languages Known: English (First Language),

Organ Donor: Y

Dependents: none (5 adult children)

Current Location: [Redacted]

COMBAT EXPERIENCE

32 years enlisted in MAF

7 large operations

25 deployments

22 combat deployments

[Redacted] confirmed kills

102 battlemechs incapacitated/destroyed [ranged]

69 battlemechs incapacitated/destroyed [melee]

199 combat vehicles incapacitated/destroyed

10 aerospace craft downed [ranged]

3 aerospace crafted downed [melee]

1 dropship downed [ranged]

1 dropship downed [melee]

Areas Deployed: [Redacted]

Awards: Canopus Cluster [Platinum w/ Ruby], Fist of Raventhir [3152], Bravery Medal 1st class x12, Combat Excellence Ribbon x5

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// MAGISTRACY ARMED FORCES \\

--This information is not for public distribution.--

Yaguara 'Inanna' YGR-2D-IAL

Mass: 75 tons Chassis: Earthwerks TDR IV Power Plant: Vlar 300 XL Cruising Speed: 43.2 kph Maximum Speed: 86.4 kph Jump Jets: Rawlings Model 60 Jump Capacity: 120 meters Armor: Hellespont cFF Armament: 1 Rotary AC/2 2 ER Large Laser 2 Medium Pulse Laser 1 Medium Vibroblade

Manufacturer: Majesty Metals and Manufacturing Primary Factory: Unknown Communication System: Tek BattleCom Targeting & Tracking System: Tek Tru-Trak Introduction Year: 3146 Tech Rating/Availability: F/X-X-X-X Cost: 27,480,250 C-bills

Overview

Proposed as part of Project BIG CAT for the Magistracy of Canopus, the Yaguara was designed by Majesty Metals and Manufacturing in 3146 as a fast moving, hard-hitting heavy 'Mech.

This custom variant, built for Inanna Allard-Liao, possesses an extremely dangerous close combat weapon - a 'Mech vibroblade, mounted on a 'Mech-scale myomer tail, in addition to most of the weaponry of the base configuration.

Capabilities

The Yaguara was built from the ground up with speed and long-ranged engagement in mind. Built around a supercharged Vlar 300 XL engine, the 'Mech can sprint over 86 kph, allowing it to keep up with lances comprised of much lighter 'Mechs than itself. It complements this ground speed with four Rawlings Model 60 jump jets, granting it a jumping distance of 120 meters for an extra mobility boost. Its armament is built around a pair of Clan-spec ER Large Lasers, uncommon in the region, and a Class-2 Rotary Autocannon, with a pair of SRM 6s and medium pulse lasers as close-engagement backups. All of this, unfortunately, comes at the cost of heat - the Yaguara was designed with bracket fire in mind, and MechWarriors are advised not to alpha strike without due cause. This custom variant was built for Inanna Allard-Liao. It is a hybrid Clantech refit, using many experimental technologies, as well as the removal of the previously-mounted SRM 6s, to allow for the addition of a custom myomer armored tail, with a 'Mech scale vibroblade mounted to the end. Complimenting this weapon are Triple-Strength Myomer and a Supercharger, to allow the 'Mech to reach truly incredible speeds for its weight.

Controlled by Inanna using a salvaged Word of Blake Buffered VDNI system, the 'Mech moves with the same fluid grace as its pilot. Advances in Belter/Canopian hybrid medical science have extended Inanna's lifespan estimate from 15 years to 75, and are predicted to have significantly extended the initial onset period for the madness which often accompanies use of neural interface systems.

Type: Yaguara 'Inanna' Technology Base: Mixed (Experimental) Tonnage: 75 Battle Value: 3,768

Equipment Mass Internal Structure Endo Steel 4 Engine 300 XL 9.5 Walking MP: 4 Running MP: 6(8) Jumping MP: 4 Double Heat Sink 15 [30] 5 Compact Gyro 4.5 Interface Cockpit [VDNI] 4 Armor Factor (Ferro) 231 12.5

Internal Armor Structure Value

Head 3 9

Center Torso 23 35

Center Torso (rear) 11

R/L Torso 16 24

R/L Torso (rear) 8

R/L Arm 12 24

R/L Leg 16 32

Right Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm, Hand Left Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm, Hand

Weapons and Ammo Location Critical Heat Tonnage 2 Jump Jet LL 2 - 2.0 Nova Combined Electronic Warfare System CT 1 - 1.5 Supercharger CT 1 - 1.0 CASE II RT 1 - 0.5 Medium Pulse Laser RT 1 4 2.0 2 Double Heat Sink RT 4 - 2.0 Rotary AC/2 Ammo (90) RT 2 - 2.0 3 Triple Strength Myomer RA/LA 3/3 - 0.0 ER Large Laser LA 1 12 4.0 Vibroblade (Armored) LA 2 - 5.0 Medium Pulse Laser LT 1 4 2.0 Double Heat Sink LT 2 - 1.0 Rotary AC/2 LT 3 1 8.0 2 Jump Jet RL 2 - 2.0 3 Triple Strength Myomer RA/LA 3/3 - 0.0 ER Large Laser RA 1 12 4.0

Features the following Design Quirks: Animalistic Appearance, Battle Computer, Battle Fists, Battle Fists, Combat Computer, Directional Torso Mount (Vibroblade), Fine Manipulators, Hyper-Extending Actuators, Improved Communications, Improved Sensors, Multi-Trac, Nimble Jumper, Reinforced Legs, Rugged (1 Point), Difficult to Maintain

#battletech #mechwarrior #story event #oc lore #(OOC: new muse!)

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montywithchildhoodtrauma · 1 year ago

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More SAMS & MAFS incorrect quotes becuse LUNAR!

Sun: Why would you give a knife to Puppet?! KC, shrugging: Puppet felt unsafe. Sun: Now I feel unsafe! KC: I’m sorry… KC: Would you like a knife?

Puppet: Hey, quick question. How petty am I allowed to be?

Monty: Yo! I heard you like reptiles, got any fun facts? Puppet: If a alligator eats your dad, they become your new dad. Monty: I... don't know how to respond to that...

Moon, probably: It's not ugly, just aesthetically challenged.

Monty: Can you be serious for five minutes? Lunar: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

Monty: Hey. Foxy: Hey? Monty: I can't sleep. :/ Foxy: I can. Goodnight.

Rays: Try not to roll your eyes at me. Moon: I don't have pupils.

Monty: You think that’s cringe? Moms around the world wait 9 months just to end up naming their kid Puppet. Puppet: Hey, fuck you.

Moon: Is… he meant to be on fire? Monty, staring at Pops on fire: No… not really. Moon: Are you going to do something about it? Monty: Hm… nah.

Monty: Yesterday, I watched Lunar try to eat a decorative rock from Earth's potted plant. Sun caught them, and told them they can't eat rocks. Lunar started whining something about no food being in the house before walking away.

Rays: slams down an absolute doorstopper of a tome I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading. Monty: This is light?!

Foxy: Remember what I told you. Monty: Don’t be a cunt?

Monty, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often? Earth, confused: I mean, this is my house, so yeah.

Sun: If this plan goes down the drain, where should we regroup? Monty: The afterlife, I guess.

Moon: Earth, gather the others. We need to have another Sun-is-doing-something-stupid-again-and-we-have-to-stop-them-before-they-hurt-someone convention.

Monty: You bought a taco? Puppet: Yes. Monty: From the same truck that hit Lunar?! Puppet, with a mouthful of taco: Well, me starving ain't gonna help them.

Moon: So what do you have planned for the future? Lunar: Lunch. Moon: No, like long term. Lunar: Oh…um, dinner?

Eclipse, done with everything: I don’t think my death ray is working. I’m standing right in it, and I’m not dead yet.

Kidnapper: I have one of your friends. Puppet: Which one? I have three. Kidnapper: The loud, annoying, rowdy one who never shuts up. Puppet: Which one? I have three. Monty, distantly: HEY!!!

Monty: seductively takes off glasses Wow, you're… blurry. (I like to think their sunglasses are prescription)

Earth: Not gonna lie, I'm kind of afraid of Puppet… Monty: As you should be. Earth: No, for real, they're kind of- Monty: As. You. Should. Be.

The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one Monty: I'm going to let you down. Earth: Sounds fun? Puppet: K. Moon: No, I'm fucking not. Foxy: Do I have to be? Sun: Please god, I am so tired.

Rays: I don’t need to touch grass, I need the fall of capitalism.

Monty: You’ve got to learn to love yourself. Sun: But don't you hate yourself. Monty: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.

Sun, on like 5% seeing a banana on the car seat: What the FUCK?? Sun, buckling the banana up: Fucking buckle UP, it’s the LAW!

Puppet: I’ve never smoked marijuana. I ate a brownie once at a party. It was intense. It was kind of indescribable. I felt like I was floating. Turns out there was no pot in the brownie. It was just an insanely good brownie.

Lunar: Puppet, what if there are monsters? Puppet: Don’t worry, we’re top of the food chain. Much later… Lunar, lying awake at night: I am the monster.

The squad is playing a team sport Earth: Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Lunar? Rays: Have you ever played a game with Lunar? Earth: No… Rays: Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine? Meanwhile, on the other side of the field Lunar, chasing Sun: I SAID STOP FUCKING TALKING!! SHUT YOUR TRAP! COME HERE I'M GONNA PUNCH YOU!

Everyone is playing a board game together Foxy: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'. Earth: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'. Monty: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'. Moon: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC'. Monty:... Earth: Oh dear Monty: flips the board

Foxy, at Monty's funeral: I need a moment with them. Pops: Of course. He leaves Foxy, leaning over Monty′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead. Monty: Yeah, no shit.

Puppet: Are you listening to me? Monty, who's been zoned out since before the conversation started: nods Puppet: What did I just say? Monty: nods Puppet: …

KC: WHY DID YOU KILL HIM?! HE COULD HAVE HAD HOPES AND DREAMS, HE COULD HAVE HAD A FAMILY!!! Rays: KC- Rays: It- it was just an ant-

Foxy, to Puppet and Monty: holding knife out in front of them Are you or are you not an enemy of the people?! Puppet: … Monty: … Puppet: That is such an open-ended question. Monty: Yeah, it really depends on a lot of different factors-

Foxy: What’s it like being tall? Foxy: Is it nice? Foxy: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards? Monty: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want. Lunar: It was one time!

The Squad is at Home Depot Lunar: Fell in the cacti display while wandering around the garden section Monty, Puppet, & Sun: Tokyo Drifting one of those flatbed carts down the aisles while Sun is screaming his head off, he wanted no part in this! Moon: Stealing paint chips for aesthetic purposes Rays: Just wanted some goddamn light bulbs and everyone ruined it Earth: In the car sleeping

Monty, to themself: I hate taking off my glasses, because without them, my vision goes from Full HD all the way down to buffering at 240p and I just can't handle that.

Monty: I just heard Lunar call the dog a “fucking liar�� because he barked like someone was at the door and no one was there.

Monty: Just be careful, Lunar! Lunar: heading out the door I'm always careful, Monty! Lunar: It's everything around me that's careless.

Earth: I don't want to fight you! Moon: I wouldn't want you to fight me either!

Puppet: What’s something you guys are better than Monty at? Foxy: Mario Kart. Lunar: Yeah, video games. Earth: Emotional vulnerability.

Moon: I wasn’t that drunk. Sun: You colored my face with a highlighter because you said I was important. Moon: BECAUSE YOU ARE!

Lunaar: If I stay in bed I'll be warm. If I get in the shower, I'll also be warm. But the distance between the bed and shower? No. That is not warm.

Rays: That sounds like a terrible plan. Sun: Oh, we've had worse.

Monty: You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun. Monty: That's why I own TEN guns. Monty: Just in case some maniac tries to sneak in with a ladder.

Foxy dies in a game with ships Puppet: This ship is no longer a ship of love, it's a ship of vengeance, a gavel of justice against all that is wrong in the world, showing no mercy, as no mercy was shown to us. Puppet: The spark of love will now fuel the fires of destructive glory as I wage my war across the world with righteous fury. Moon: Legend has it that Foxy still haunts the ship, stealing my fucking drinks. Foxy: Of course I do.

Puppet: It's locked. You got a lock pick? Monty: Yeah- Moon: kicks in the door

Monty: shatters a window and climbs through it Monty: turns around and helps Lunar through it Breaking and entering is wrong Lunar. Lunar: Okay.

Lunar: You gave me up, you let me down, you turned around, and deserted me. Eclipse: But did I make you cry? Lunar: cries on the spot Eclipse: …Shit.

Monty: Tired of just deserving better. Gonna start taking it by force.

#sun and moon show #sun and moon show lunar #sun and moon show earth #sun and moon show Eclipse #sun and moon show Monty #sun and moon show kill code #montgomery gator and foxy show Puppet

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gravitysthrall · 8 months ago

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CROWNS Context:

“Ruled by Maeve and her two sisters, whom they called Mora and Mab.

GOLD

Cunning Mora, who bore the shape of a great hawk.

Canon: We haven't seen Mora's crown outside of TOG

radiant crown of golden spikes—the rays of the sun,

Canon: Helions Crown Canon: Gave up her immortality for a mortal man

In Terrasen, child Aelin had a gold crown, gold and stags symbol of terrasen. Antler crown (burned to ash) stag + flame is mala Avallen has throne of Stags. Rowan's line is of Mora. Assumed: Mala, the gold crown that Feyre wears ch39 MAF

radiant crown of golden spikes—the rays of the sun,

Helions' Crown in WAR

SILVER

Fair Mab, who bore the shape of a swan.

Canon: Mab, who gave up her immortality, crowned a goddess when she died & renamed as Deanna, lady of the Hunt, Aelin's greatgrandmother, the moon, hounds, healing powers, shifting powers,little folk, crown 'silver, pearl, and diamond fashioned into upswept swan wings'

Assumed: Trapped by Koschei / Meave

BLACK

And the dark Maeve, whose wildness could not be contained by any single form.

Maeve… A warrior, rumor claimed, had stolen her heart with his clever mind and pure soul. But he had died in some long-ago war and lost the ring he’d intended for her, and since then, Maeve had cherished her warriors above all others. They loved her for it—made her a mighty queen.

A portrait of a ruthless, cunning ruler who could conquer the world if she wished, but instead kept to her forest realm of Doranelle.”

Assumed: the raven crown rhys wears is Meaves

BRONZE

Canon: Mala, sun goddess, light bringer, sister & sometimes rival to Deanna. Forged Athril's ring

Brannon (fire) and Athril (dearest friend to brannon) went to get the keys from Valg. Meave killed both. Anthill made ring to halt Valg power, and Goldryn.

Assumed: Mala is Mora

STARS

Canon: The Witches crown

Assumed: Rhys also has the witches crown of stars, ch42 MAF

IRON

Canon: Bluebood witches crown, barbed. On forehead. Iron wood = witches broomsticks Iron wood bed that the Archerons were born on Assumed: Like Hunts crown of thorns?

FLOWERS

Canon: Tamlins & the little people's crown MOON Crown

crafted of silver and diamond, all fashioned into swirls of stars and various phases of the moon. Its arching apex held aloft a crescent moon of solid diamond, flanked by two exploding stars.

Feyre's crown in WAR

#maasverse theory #sjm universe #maasverse #acotar #post acosf #sjmaas #acotar theory #acotar theories #throne of glass #crescent city #mab #mala #meave

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luscious-coptic-curls · 5 months ago

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Chapter 15: Chapter 15. Honesty box.

"Agatha was utterly fascinated. Watching them was like watching competitive partnered dancers. One moment she was sure the two were performing as two separate dancers, truly out there purely for their own gain. The next, it seemed like they were speaking a language of their own, united. On the surface, she should be happy about this development between them. But her gut told her to feel otherwise. They had committed one another to the experiment, which was good. But their commitment seemed born out of competitiveness rather than belief in all the experiment could give them in terms of actual love, or at the very least, lessons on love."

In which Kate and Anthony discover a lot of new things about one another, and go head to head about what it is that makes them tick.

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ae-neon · 1 year ago

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Hi, just went through some of your Dusk Court Propaganda and am begging for some kind of sneak peak (mayhaps a description of the court's main manor? city? time of day? I'm obsessed can you tell?) Of course, I completely understand if you'd rather not! Either way thank you for blessing us all with your ideas I am very excited for the rewrite 🧡💜

Ahhh questions like this actually help me so much because I fr had to go dust off my notes 💚 (please send good energy my way so I can push through this rewrite)

*disclaimer: dusk court propaganda initially started as a theory when I read MAF, evolved into a headcanon as I got bored with sjm in WAR and is mostly just in the rewrite because I like the idea. It probably won't play a major part in any "current" events during the rewrite

The purpose of the rewrite is to stick with mostly canon elements while making things make sense so with Night comes three key questions (for me at least)

Why is the Night Court so big?

Why is there a Dawn, Day and Night but no Dusk?

Why does the Night Court have so many clashing groups of Fae and even two capital cities?

It's a lot so I won't go into too much detail but

(to no one's surprise) I'm still kind of tweaking the idea but, essentially, the simplest answer is: half of what we know as the Night Court was once the Dusk Court.

When Amarantha and Clythia first proposed their alliance with the Courts of Prythian, Dusk opposed them and Alwyn (HL of NC) saw his chance so he sided with Hybern in exchange for their support when he decided to move against Dusk

Alwyn dies in the war but leaves two sons, Aeron and Keir. Aeron is as sharp and bloodthirsty as his father so he takes up a position as Amarantha's closest ally in order to keep their alliance

He sets in motion a rebellion and overthrowing of the High Fae of the Dusk Court with the help of the Illyrians. It's essentially a genocide.

He marries Carys who is an Illyrian of Dusk origin, maybe a princess or a priestess and from essentially merging two courts - Rhysand is born the strongest HL (until Lucien?)

Velaris was the capital of the Dusk Court so that mostly stays the same. Additionally the steppes were called the Sunset Steppes as they lay in front of the mountain range that separates the two courts.

Because they're already dead, I haven't done much lore or worldbuilding on the people of Dusk but I think they would incorporate a good amount of glass and reflective surfaces into their architecture to spread the rays of dying light - sort of wash everything in a golden glow. I also think many lesser fae would have moth like wings

For the lore aspect (if you know about the rewrite lore) : Dusk is very much tied to a sort of ending transitional period like autumn so it's kindred to the element Death

I haven't read acosf but there's a spooky bog in it and bogs are very good at preserving dead bodies so maybe the Dusk High Fae would bury their dead there?

#anon asks #a grave of thorns and roses #dusk court propaganda

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imabeautifulbutterfly · 2 years ago

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Upside Down - Chapter 35

Summary: Nerium learns about a new power; Mafs tries to find a sense of normalcy; Vi gets a checkup; Wolffe has a one-on-one with Plo’buir.

A/N: Hello Lovelies,

Well my arm is feeling A LOT better; I've been doing some exercises, the pain is almost non-existent, the issue is more my two fingers they’re still numb, less than what they’ve been in the past few weeks, but still there. All in all I believe I’m on the mend.

This chapter is more of a set up with regards to the later half of Season 2 of The Clone Wars.

Thank you all for loving this story and sticking with it.

Love OO.

BOLD - COMM

Warnings: animosity from a mother; discussions alluding to adoption, infidelity; mentions of children being removed from their homes to train with Jedi; locking down a room; discussion of past incident on Naboo, Sith attack; discussion regarding force powers; discussion of keeping things on secret; mention of a spider-roach; feelings of anxiety; feelings of being overwhelmed; discussions of death; discussions of PTSD, trauma, pregnancy; flirting; one-sided feelings, I think that’s everything, if I miss something please let me know.

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AWAKENING

Quinlan looked at his padawan, as they retook their seat after straightening up the room, there were so many things he could say, so many things he probably should say, yet he was still shocked by the sheer power that came from her. The information she told him, regarding where she entered, the golden pool, the bright light, the images, seeing Captain Rex there, it was overwhelming for him, he couldn’t even imagine how overwhelming it must have felt for her.

“Did you ever have any idea your mother …” he cleared his throat, “Wasn’t your birth mother?”

Nerium simply shook her head, how could she could know, it wasn’t as easy as some would think, “I knew there was always some animosity from her end, I just never imagined it was for this reason.”

“Do you think your father had an affair?”

He watched as she shrugged her shoulders, he could understand her anger, her resentment, there wasn’t much he could offer in regards to comfort, “Nerium as unfortunate as it may be, I think you need to speak with her”

Her eyes widened as she took in what he said, “With my estranged Separatist mother, who is also Count Dooku’s partner? That’s who you think I should speak to?”

“No, with the one that appeared in your vision”

“Why? She’s not my mother”

He simply nodded as he sensed the growing uneasiness coming from his padawan, “I can sense your uneasiness, my dear, however, you must understand, getting the information from her will open up your understanding to who you are.”

“Why should that matter? I know who I am”

“Understanding where we are from, helps us to understand our connection to the force.”

“How does that help? Aren’t Jedis taken from the families when they’re mere children? Do all the Jedi children know where they are from?”

“Yes. Maybe not the family, but their culture, the planet where they were found, most Jedis do know that much of their history and it helps them, helps them to understand how to use the force, how it flows through us.”

“Are you saying it flows differently in everyone?”

“We are all unique beings, would it not make sense that we also feel the force differently? Though we may all follow the Jedi code from a certain point of view, how the force flows in us is unique to each individual, for example, I have the ability to use psychometry. It gives me the ability to sense the memories of other beings by touching objects they have come in contact with.”

“That’s why you’re such an excellent tracker”

“Thank you for stating the obvious. Let’s not forget devilishly handsome”

Nerium looked at him with an exasperated look, as she narrowed her eyes, “I think you need a second opinion on the handsome part, tell me are you always this sarcastic?”

“When the occasion calls for it”

“So all the time”

“Yeah pretty much. Getting back to the discussion at hand, every Jedi has a different ability that connects us to the force, Obi-wan has that annoying ability to control animals, which in some ways can be helpful. Not to mention the fact that he always thinks he’s right. Regardless, everyone develops abilities dependent on how the force flows through them.”

“What about what I saw, they were things I’d never seen with my own eyes. Even Rex’s armour, it was an older model, but I’ve never seen him in that outfit.”

“You may have the gift of foresight. However, what you described could be a force power that has been theorized, in fact many thought it was something impossible.” Quinlan took a moment to decide if he should inform his padawan of the dangers that surrounded her, “Nerium, only a few in the entire galaxy know what I am about to tell you.”

He moved his hand over a grate on the floor, it slid back revealing a panel. With speed and familiarity he moved his fingers quite quickly pressing a number of buttons, only stopping once the sound of shutters sealing shut, doors locking, even vents shutting echoed throughout the room. A light appeared from the centre of the ceiling, sweeping the entirety of the room, from every angle possible, when two beeps chimed at its conclusion. He refocused his attention on his padawan, the look on her face was one of pure nervousness, “You appear nervous”

“Shouldn’t I be?”

“We must take these precautions because of the sensitivity of what I am about to tell you”

“Which is?”

“The ability you mentioned, when Rex showed up, what were you thinking?”

“Ummm nothing”

“Nerium” Quinlan’s face showed he didn’t believe her in the slightest, “I am not like those other Jedi, I’m a fan of not following the Jedi Code to the letter. I’m a disruptive influence, I believe Master Krell once told me quite adamantly. Sanctimonious cea (prick - Huttese). Anyway, what I’m trying to say is you don’t have to hide the truth from me. I can already sense your attachment to Captain Rex, and as you can see it doesn’t exactly affect my ability to teach you. Therefore, be honest and tell me truthfully what you were thinking.”

She simply nodded, as she took in a deep breath, “I was thinking that where I was, was so peaceful and rejuvenating he could benefit from experiencing it. It reminded me of being in his arms, feeling safe and loved, that’s when he appeared before me.”

“Could you see anything or anyone else around him?”

“No, it was just him. It lasted for all of a few seconds, maybe a minute or two at most.”

He simply nodded, “Did you two speak?”

“No”

“Make contact of any sort?”

“We simply locked eyes, and I laughed thinking how crazy it was to see him, I closed my eyes for a brief second and when I looked back he was gone.”

“Did Rex ever mention anything regarding the force or …” he moved his hand about, “anything like that?”

Nerium rubbed her forehead, “There was an incident after we found the laboratory on Naboo, Rex had some sort of Sith attack”

“Really?”

She rubbed the back of her neck, avoiding his eyes, “I may have um …” she cleared her throat, “Awoken his midichlorians, inadvertently.”

“Interesting” he shifted on his seat, “This may explain why he was able to appear. The force power you mentioned is one that’s very rare and barely seen in the universe, as I stated previously. The only sentient beings I have ever heard of having this sort of power are the Aing-Tii. A secretive set of alien monks from a world within the Kathol Rift.”

“How do you know about them, if it’s so rare and they’re so secretive?”

“Must you question everything?”

“Must you avoid answering the question, again?”

“Let’s just say there’s a reason I’m usually given solo assignments that no one talks about”

“What does that mean?”

“It means even the Jedi have black ops”

“Seriously?” Nerium gave him a look that was full of disbelief, however her face changed to one of understanding once she realized he wasn’t telling her a lie or another sarcastic remark. Quinlan could sense her discomfort through the force.

“Did you think the Jedi didn’t perform such acts?”

“Well … I …” she let out a sigh, “I just don’t understand, aren’t Jedi’s keepers of the peace? I mean isn’t that what you guys are always spouting?”

“Yes, and sometimes keeping the peace means taking action in the shadows; far from the eyes of everyone else.”

“How is that just? How is that …”

Quinlan held up his hand, “As much as we may want to delve into this particular topic, we need to focus. Nerium if the power you have is the one I am speaking of, it is a very dangerous power, and no one. I mean no one, must know you have this power.”

“Why? I don’t understand what’s so wrong with what happened”

He rubbed his face, as he thought of the best way to break the news, “You have the ability to see the future and the past. The future is always in motion and what we see is only a glimpse of a potential future. However, seeing the past … interacting with the past could have ramifications that could affect the whole galaxy. You need to be careful, if people learn you have this ability, you won’t be safe anywhere.”

“Then what about talking to my so-called mom?”

“I sense that she’d actually be the answer to a lot of your questions, and may in fact help with your ability. You said she appeared after Rex showed up, right?”

“… Uh, yeah”

“Then it might be that she may have the same ability or has the power to connect with you over great distances.”

“Are you saying she’s still alive?”

“I don’t know. It could be that subconsciously you wanted to connect with her, and you were able to connect with her past self or possibly she sensed your ‘awakening’ and was able to forge a connection from her current location.”

Nerium appeared frustrated and exhausted, as she took in everything Quinlan mentioned, “Do you really think I could affect the past?”

“It’s a theory. Honestly …” Quinlan dragged his hand over his face, hoping the force would answer some of their questions, “there isn’t a lot we know about this particular force power, what we do know is minor, a drop in the ocean. The Aiing-Tii would have a better understanding, but they are a closed community, and understandably if they possess this power. Let’s be careful, I’ll do some more digging around.”

“What should I do in the meantime?”

“Meditate, practice your stances and carry on with your medic duties. We can’t let anyone know you’re training with me, and we need to keep this quiet for as long as possible, if the wrong people hear about it …”

“It could be dangerous”

“Not just for you, but for all those who you love. Attachment can be a dangerous thing”

“Yeah … why is that?”

“It’s a weakness. An opportunity that allows the dark side and your enemies to exploit.”

“That said anything can be a weakness”

“True, but most things can be hidden within yourself, it becomes a weakness when you can no longer control it; attachment is something we cannot control.”

“Because it depends on the other person”

Quinlan nodded, “Let’s end our lesson here for today. I will contact you for your next session, in the meantime follow along with your duties, and whatever else is requested of you.” He turned off the lock down and stood from his seat, brushing off the imaginary dust, he glanced over to her, “Oh, one final thing”

“Yes, Master?”

“Just because I may approve of your attachment with a certain Captain, doesn’t mean everyone does. Therefore it’s important that you keep your relationship on a need to know, and try to maintain distance from one another as much as possible.” He could see she was about to argue with his statement, “At least for now” he interrupted her before she said anything, “until we are able to figure out what exactly your powers can do.”

She let out a sigh nodding, knowing that Rex would definitely have something to say; especially since they barely saw each other in the past week.

- - - - - - - - - - -

Mafs looked at the apartment the Coruscant Relocation Administrator suggested, it was in a shady part of Coruscant, on sub-level 3456. If it was just her, she wouldn’t have cared so much, but for her and Lief, there was no way she would let her son stay here.

“I know this isn’t probably what you were hoping for”

“Considering my other place was bought by my husband and I, where we built years of treasured memories and full of love, not to mention it was a lot nicer than this place. Yeah, definitely not what I was hoping for!”

“Mrs. Rahta …”

“How many times have I told you to call me Mafs. Just call me Mafs, don’t want to mistaken for my mother-in-law”

“Sorry. Mafs, you don’t have to take this place, the compensation for your apartment is coming, it’s just …”

“Slow as molasses, as to be expected from any government office.”

“I’m sorry”

“No you’re not. If you were, you wouldn’t have shown me this place” just as she said that a small spider-roach ran across the floor, “Nope. Nuh-uh. No. No. No.” She pointed to the small critter and walked out of the apartment, shaking the imaginary bugs crawling on her skin.

“I’ll keep looking.”

“Yeah, you do that” her tone was exasperated, it had been a difficult month a half since the incident, especially for Lief. He was away from his friends, from his school, from his routine.

“Listen, I’m doing my best okay” the Administrator turned to look at her, “You think it’s easy, trying to find suitable apartments for everyone that was displaced! I have been working around the clock doing the best I can, but does anyone appreciate it? No. It’s challenging to find apartments that don’t meet snippy and snide remarks.”

Mafs held up her hands in surrender, she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, “You’re right. I’m sorry. It’s just …” she looked at the apartment building and the surrounding area, “I can’t bring my kid here. I’m sorry.”

He let out a sigh, readjusting himself; trying his best not to let his frustration with others out on her, “I know, and I’m sorry. It’s not you, it’s … it’s everything.” He rubbed his eyes, his lack of sleep catching up with him, “I’ll do my best to try and find something more suitable for your family. Are you guys okay where you are staying now?”

“Yeah, I’m staying with my family; but that can only go on for so long.”

“I understand, listen…” he dug into his pocket pulling out a comm card, “this is my personal comm number, if you have happen to see a vacancy in an area that you like, let me know and I’ll talk to the owner. See if I can get you guys in there.”

“Thank you, Elprit” she took the card, feeling ashamed about how she reacted earlier, “I’m sorry, I know I was being a grade A b…”

“Burdened down mother,” he smirked, cutting her off mid-word that no doubt she had intended to say, “just let your husband know to keep an eye out too. If both of you are looking it’ll be easier to find something sooner.”

“It might be, but … um … he passed away.”

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t know. Was it because of the …” he motioned with his hands not wanting to talk about the incident, in case it was too fresh in her mind. Although it definitely made sense why she was on edge if that was the case.

“No, years ago. He was a Coruscant Guard.”

“I’m sorry to hear that; if there’s anything I can do, please let me know.”

She was taken aback by his offer, sure they had talked a handful of times, after he was assigned to her, but this felt different then just friendly conversation. “Thanks, I have a few friends who are helping.”

“Well doesn’t hurt to have one more helping” he stepped closer to her, “especially when that person doesn’t want to see you have to struggle anymore.”

“Elprit, I …” before she could say anything further her comm beeped, she looked at it, to see Wolffe’s number appear, “I’m sorry, I need to take this… excuse me.”

She stepped aside, hoping to have some privacy, “Wolffe?”

“Hey Mafs, just checking in on you. I remembered today you have the apartment viewing. How did it go?”

Things between the two had been awkward and different since he rescued her, not that she didn’t want him around, or didn’t appreciate the shoulder he offered her, but it was a bit overwhelming. After everything that happened, she couldn’t handle their friendship turning into anything more, not that he said anything about how he felt, nor was he likely to, after all it was Wolffe.

“I saw a spider-roach”

“Well that ended the tour quite quickly, I imagine”

“Very”

She heard his chuckle, which warmed her heart in an odd way that she didn’t want to deal with, “I’m sorry, Mafs. I don’t mean to laugh, but I can just imagine you freaking out. Anything I can do to help?”

“No. It’s okay. Elprit is …”

“Elprit?”

“Yeah the Administrator assigned to my case. I’ve mentioned him a few times I think. Anyway, he gave me his comm link and said if there’s a place I ending up seeing available and like, he’d try and get us in.”

“I see” Wolffe didn’t say anything for a bit, “I’m glad you found someone you can rely on.”

Mafs was shocked by how hurt he sounded, “Wolffe?”

He cleared his throat, “I’m sorry, I have to go. Something’s come up. Take care, Mafs”

“Wolffe, wait …” he didn’t stay, the comm ended before she could find out what he was implying. She wasn’t relying on Elprit, she was just grateful someone was going to be able to help her and Lief. Shouldn’t he be happy about that too? He said he was her friend, so why couldn’t she have someone to support her?

“Mafs?”

She turned to look at Elprit, he looked as though he was trying hard not to pay attention, “You heard?”

“Sorry, I really tried not too, but you just happened to stand in a very echoey area.”

“It’s okay” she shrugged her shoulders and rejoined him. Wolffe was an issue all on his own, and not something to focus on when dealing with apartment hunting.

They had been walking in silence, after leaving the apartment complex, there were a million questions running through Elprit’s mind, but the only thing that came out of his mouth were two words.

“Your boyfriend?” He glanced over to her, hoping he hadn’t shot himself in the foot; after all it wasn’t his business who she was talking to; but it seemed as though she hadn’t heard, she looked deep in thought, as they made their way to the lifts.

“Hmm” she glanced up to him, “Sorry what did you say?”

“That guy” he motioned with his head to her comm, “your boyfriend?”

“Oh, uh … no. Just a friend. Good friend, but a friend” It felt like she said friend way too many times.

The doors on the lift closed as they stepped in, the air between them was awkward and tense, it reminded her of her younger days, when a boy tried to flirt with her, but didn’t know what to say. The silence lasted only for a short while until Elprit shifted so he could face her.

“If I were to ask you out, would that be okay?”

She glanced up to Elprit, “What?” After all she had an inkling he was flirting, but that was completely out of the blue.

“I know I probably shouldn’t ask this but … ever since I met you, I thought you were an amazingly strong woman, and doing what you could to ensure your son’s safety. I admire and respect you, and I would be honoured if you joined me for dinner. Doesn’t have to be right now, but … when you feel ready.”

“Oh … um …” she cleared her throat, wishing for their floor to arrive sooner, so the lift doors could open and she could run for her speeder, but there were still 123 floors to go, “thanks, um … I appreciate what you said, but I’m not in a place right now where I can handle something like dating.”

“Of course, and like I said when you feel ready, let me know and I’ll be here.”

She didn’t respond, simply nodded as she almost became mesmerized by his smile, it was warm and comforting, very different from Wolffe’s. His smiles were pleasant, but he had different smiles for different people. He had one smile for those who he thought were absolute idiots, another one for his vode, one for his troopers, one that lit up his face whenever he saw her or Lief. When it was just her, there was also a glint in his eyes that she could never figure out, especially that night he rescued her, he was …

“Mafs?”

“Hmmm” she glanced around her to see the door to the lifts open, Elprit held open the door, as his hand directed her towards the platform, “Sorry” she mumbled as she walked off the lift and towards her speeder, “Thanks for today. I’m sorry I was being difficult.”

He waved his hand, “Don’t stress about it, you’re actually one of my more pleasant clients at the moment. Maybe once we find you a place, we can have that dinner.”

“I’ll think about it” she acknowledged, “Although, I don’t know about being one of your more pleasant clients” she smirked.

“Well, you’re not overly demanding; you’re simply asking for a safe and clean place to live, not a Senator’s style bathroom, or a top level apartment in the highest floor.”

“Okay, those are odd, but not completely outrageous”

“Oh, yeah, how about this, someone wanted to know if the walls were soundproof and asked me if I could step outside, and inform them if I was able to hear them scream?”

“Okay that was … where does this person live?”

“Don’t worry they won’t be anywhere near you.”

“I hope so.”

“I’ll make sure of it.” His earnest appeal made her feel cared for, in a different way from the way Wolffe looked after her and Lief. It was unsettling and comforting at the same time. “Oh, the best one, someone wanted to know if he had to registered how many weapons he had in his place.”

“Okay, I change my mind, keep that person away from me.”

He let out a short laugh, as he nodded along in agreement; his laugh however left Mafs longing for a more familiar one. One that resonated, and made his prosthetic eye shine a little brighter. She pushed the image of him out of her head, promptly saying her goodbye as she got into her speeder, it wasn’t the best one around, but it got her from point A to B, at least for the most part.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Nerium kept her eyes focused on Vi, “Why haven’t you been going in for your checkup, it’s been a month and a half since the whole incident. I told you, you needed to talk to someone about trauma and possible PTSD.”

“Neri, come on, it’s not like I’m going to have another building collapse on me.”

“Maybe not but everyone … everyone, needs to get checked out before going back to the front lines.”

“Yeah… front lines” Vi’s voice shifted as her vision lost focus.

“Vi, what’s wrong?”

She glanced around the room, moving closer to Nerium, “How soundproof is this place? I mean can we have a private conversation.”

Nerium tilted her head as she looked at Vi, her eyebrows furrowing as she took in her friend, “I can make it more secure.”

“Can you?”

She nodded, moving over to the desk, pressing a series of buttons; she had the system installed after they landed on Triple Zero, and she was happy to finally be able to put it to use. There were sounds of vents locking down as the med room they were felt safer for Vi, “Alright, you wanna tell me what’s going on?”

“I think … I think I might be pregnant”

That explained what Nerium was sensing, she had felt a small presence, but she couldn’t determine what or where it was coming from; she grabbed a chair and sat down behind the desk, “How sure are you?”

“Been feel nauseous in the mornings, vomited a couple of times, and just last week I started graving pudding and chips. Not to mention, I’ve been having a lot of cramping.”

“Hmmm… well …” Neri looked around the med room of the 104th, this wasn’t going to do, “We’ll need to go to a civilian med clinic. Come with me.” Vi didn’t object or say anything, she obediently grabbed her bag, and followed Neri out of the room, after she lifted the lockdown.

It wasn’t long before Vi was in a civilian med gown, sitting on a more comfortable med bed than the GAR offered, “How do you know about this place?”

“During the incident, they were short staffed, and asked me to sign on to occasionally help them when I’m on triple zero.”

“Pay good?”

“Not bad, enough to put aside for a rainy day. Now …” Nerium brought over the med droid, “I need you to lie down, take slow deep breaths, close your eyes and allow the med droid to do it’s thing.”

Vi simply nodded as she rested against the bed, she heard whirring, and sensed a light shine on her eyelids as it passed along the length of the med bed. Once the droid was done it sent it’s scans directly towards Neri’s datapad.

Neri sat there looking at Vi’s scan, rereading everything; she couldn’t believe her eyes. There was a fetus, it looked about a month old. She bit her lip knowing the conversation she was about to have was not going to be a pleasant one.

“Vi, you can sit up”

She sat up carefully, watching Neri’s face, “Vi, I need to ask something, and it’s going to be a bit intrusive, when was the last time you had intimate relations with Fives?”

“About three and a half weeks ago give or take, about two weeks after I was discharged from the hospital, since then I just … I didn’t want to be around anyone.”

“That’s called trauma my dear, anxiety, possibly PTSD, which is why I suggested you talk to someone after the incident.”

“I did, Fives.”

“That’s not talking”

“It was a form of talking”

Nerium rubbed her face and carded her hand through her hair, “From what I can tell your baby is healthy. But …”

“But? But what?”

Nerium took in a deep breath, “… the baby is about a month and half, not three weeks.”

“What?”

“When I ran the scan on you at the hospital, you weren’t pregnant at the time, which means …”

“It has the rapid aging gene”

Nerium nodded, slowly as the full weight of the situation before them became clear, “Yes, but it’s not the complete gene.”

Vi had a million thoughts running through her head, but the one that really stuck out, was the same one that played over and over when she was with Fives, “Are you saying I’ll outlive my child?”

“I don’t know. We’ll have to get you set up with an OB/GYN, someone who will understand the uniqueness of your birth, not to mention who is able to keep things quiet and is trustworthy.”

“Do you know someone?”

“I might”

Vi simply nodded, as she wondered how bringing a life into this world ended up being so complicated, “Wait so how long will my pregnancy last?”

“Possibly six months, if I did the math right, it could be shorter or longer. I’m not sure.”

“Once the GAR finds out …”

“No one is going to find out” I reached my hand forward and held hers, “let me talk to someone, and get back to you about what we can do. Okay. I’ll see … what we can come up with”

“Alright”

Despite the tension and worry filling the room, there was still something to be joyful about. Nerium stood throwing her arms around Vi, giving her the best hug she could, passing feelings of warmth and joy on to her, “Congratulations, love. You’re going to be a mom.”

Vi didn’t hesitate as she threw her arms around her as she laughed and cried, both from the joy and worry she felt from the occasion.

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Wolffe sat staring at his comm, he wanted to call Mafs back … if he was being honest he wanted her to call. At times he felt he was always instigating the contact between them, especially after the Zillo incident; maybe that was her way of telling him to backoff. Before he even realized his hand was reaching out to his comm he could feel his fingers playing with it. He pulled his hand back reprimanding the offending appendage.

He stood from his seat, grabbing his helmet, when his office door chimed.

“Come in”

The door slid open, he didn’t bother looking at who entered only stopping what he was doing when he heard a familiar voice, “Ad’ika.”

Wolffe focused on Plo’buir as he stepped into the room, the door sliding closed behind him. He watched as his father moved closer to him, he had that look on his face saying they needed to talk, and truthfully, he was grateful for the distraction, he needed to keep his mind focused on the here and now, not on something that would never happen for a man like him.

“Plo’buir, everything okay?”

“I should ask you that question, you seem quite agitated son”

He let out a rather loud humph, before placing his helmet on the desk again. He knew his buir well enough to know he wasn’t going to be leaving any time soon, and no doubt this would be a rather long drawn out conversation which he hated, but ultimately they usually did make him feel better.

“I’m fine”

“Son, you can lie to everyone but me” he took the seat in front of Wolffe’s desk, it had become a habit now.

Plo was tuned in to all his troopers, but those that had survived the Malevolence, he made sure to pay special attention too. He wasn’t saying they were his favourites, for a Jedi never had favourites. At least that’s what he kept telling himself.

Wolffe let out a long sigh, as he threw himself against the back of his chair. His buir always knew when there was something troubling him; he wondered at what point would he learn to just be honest with his father right from the start, rather than continue this charade.

He sat there for a second his eye drifting back to his comm he had left on the table, “If you feel you are friends with someone, but they don’t … or … what if it feels I’m the one who’s … making the effort, is it worth it to stay friends?”

“Nothing is as simple as it seems. I’m assuming we’re talking about your friend that fixed your jetpack, and who you went to rescue, and have been helping whenever you can ever since?”

“Maybe” Wolffe grunted out between his teeth.

“Son, I can’t tell you what’s she thinking or what she’s going through, but needless to say many Coruscant citizens have gone through a lot lately, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yes”

“Especially those directly affected by the incident?”

“Mmhmm”

“Then give her time. Let her realize what she needs first. If you are always providing an answer before there’s even a question, how is that being supportive.”

“But if I see a problem, shouldn’t I fix it? If I can make it easier for her, isn’t that better?”

“Did she ask you to make it easier for her?”

“No”

“Did she ask you to figure out her problem?”

“No”

“Son, I want you to think about how I treat you and your brothers, do I automatically give you an answer, tell you what you need to do? Or do I simply ask questions, have a chat, and just listen while you come to your own conclusions?”

“Hmph”

“I’m going to take that as a yes. What you need to do is be a supportive pillar, not an overbearing bulldozer. Be the pillar she can lean on when she needs a break. Don’t be a destructive force that plows everything away without providing her a place to rest, or get her so discombobulated she doesn’t know if she’s coming or going.”

He leaned forward bracing his forehead against his hands, as his elbows propped him up on the desk, “I can’t help it. I don’t know why, but her friendship means more to me, than any other friendship I’ve had. I want to be the one to make her smile. I want to be there for her and her son.”

Plo smirked under the breathing mask, chuckling to himself, “You know the reason, Wolffe, you just don’t want to admit the reason.”

“No. I really don’t.”

“You will, in time. Son, in our lives, we only have today, tomorrow is not guaranteed, no matter how hard I may try to fight for all of you. Therefore, don’t let unspoken words or feelings pass you by; take the opportunity, because when that opportunity is gone …” Plo took in a deep breath as his eyes focused on the desk in front of him, “it’s gone forever.” He shifted his focus back on Wolffe, “Remember, son, we only have today.”

Plo stood from his seat hoping the talk they had helped a little, he was about to walk out of the office, but he wanted to give him that extra push to help him realize he needed to be more open about what he was sensing. He was going to wait to tell everyone at the same time, however this was something Wolffe need to hear ahead of time, “Wolffe, I received word today, the information received from Senator Amidala has been verified. The ceasefire has ended. We will be redeploying the fleet to bring down the Geonosis factory, we leave in three days. Three days to prepare and organize ourselves to engage in a fight we may not come back from.”

Wolffe’s eyes focused hard on his buir, as they held a hint of pain and sadness, he heard stories of the first encounter his vode had on Geonosis, the number of lives lost, and he wondered how many of his vode wouldn’t be making it back this time. “If we might not make it back, maybe unspoken words and feelings should remain just that; better for the other person.”

“Or worse” Plo tilted his head a little driving the point home, “What if that’s a question that will go unanswered for them? Don’t you believe everyone deserves to know, even if the outcome is unfavourable? Think about it, son.” He cleared his throat, wishing he could help Wolffe in some way, “We will be holding a mandatory assembly at 1600 hours, make sure everyone knows.” He nodded to his son one more time before he headed out, leaving him to think about what he needed to do.

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jinnie-ret · 10 months ago

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ep.5: the honeymoons

ratings: fluff, some angst

warnings: none

running time: 1.6k words

summary: we see the first batch of couples go on their honeymoons. is love still in the air?

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chan and rori

location: budapest

"I've always wanted to travel," Rori grinned, feeling peaceful as she gazed across the city, night lights twinkling and night life buzzing.

"You've not been around Europe before? I thought most brits would end up going around Europe because it's so convenient," Chan hummed in thought, his head resting on her shoulder as he hugged her from behind, arms wrapped around Rori's waist.

The two of them had grown close very quickly, already having taken things to the next level. Rori trusted him, and him, her.

"Well, South Korea was a chance I took and I love it. But when I had Oliver, it kind of threw a spanner in the works, so I didn't get the chance to," Rori stroked Chan's hands that involuntarily hugged her tighter as he laughed.

"A good spanner though!" Chan giggled, making the silly comment as he remembered the cute kid that had definitely surprised him on his wedding day, but made him that more excited for their new adventure together.

The day had ended perfectly, after going around and seeing the sights, Hero's Square and Fisherman's Bastion, and now taking in the beautiful city. Of course, there were drunk people in their twenties stumbling down the street together, shouting the words to a song Rori was sure she would have recognised if it had been sung soberly. A piece of her wished maybe she could have had more time in those years, to be recklessx to have fun. She was worried she'd never have that feeling again. But Chan have that to her, he made her feel alive.

"I can't believe how lucky I've gotten, Chan is just so... he gives me butterflies. I can't remember the last time I felt that way," Rori tucked some of her ginger hair behind her ear.

jeongin and dallas

location: mt. fuji

Jeongin and Dallas had finally made it to Mountain Fuji, sharing stories to each other about things they had achieved in their lives and what they wanted to do in the future. Sweetly they had held each other's hands the whole journey there, that small sense of affection and comfort whilst getting to know each other bringing them closer together already. And even as they exited the car together, they never let go of each other, until Dallas was so excited at the gorgeous colours of the flower festival in the clearing of the mountain.

"Ahhh! It's gorgeous! Wow, I just wish we had this back home! This is stunning I can't cope!" Dallas squealed, leaning over the fence and trying to comprehend all the glorious hues of purple, lavender, lilac and magenta intertwining into something she thought she could only dream of.

"You're really excited aren't you?" Jeongin laughed fondly, his wife, yes, he couldn't believe it, his wife, making him happy, her excitement spreading so easily.

"Duh! This is likely my dream, my life," Dallas grinned in astonishment, dropping his hand to run forwards along other paths to take in the sights even more.

They had a great day, and of course got some cute photos with each other, marking the day an amazing one. It was certainly one of the best days of Dallas' life, and Jeongin enjoyed himself too, content in wandering around and taking in nature. Amongst the other things they had done during their honeymoon, this certainly topped it, so it was a shame the day came to a close with a slightly bitter feeling.

"You're so cute, Dallas," Jeongin chuckled from his spot in bed, stretched with his arm around her, cosily nestled in his arms.

"Me? Nah... I think you were the one who's head was in the clouds, wearing that grin all day. That smile will be the death of me, Yang Jeongin," Dallas exclaimed, hand lightly smacking his stomach to emphasise her point.

"If my head was in the clouds then yours was all over the place, haha, you were like an excited child, you remind of the kids I teach," Jeongin chuckled once more, hand going to stroke her hair out of her face but Dallas had already sat up.

"I'm going to make us some tea," Dallas kept a smile on her face and went into the kitchen, Jeongin being none the wiser about how his words had affected her.

"I don't get why he had to say that last bit... like I get it, I can be quite energetic, like I give a lot of energy into the things I love. But I've been told before that I remind people of a child and it feels sort of... patronising? I don't know... it just felt- it didn't feel nice. He's my husband, I shouldn't feel this way..." Dallas rambled as she explained to the camera away from Jeongin, reflecting on the day they had had.

Hopefully they'd be able to squash this in the future.

jisung and valentina

location: new york

"We had such a good day yesterday and now he's all closed off, he won't come out of bed. I thought we'd be doing more with our honeymoon, but, I guess not?" Valentina sighed as she spoke to the camera.

Jisung felt overwhelmed to say the least. He was tired from the flight to New York, but tried his best to keep his energy up during their first day going sightseeing. And everything seemed fine to Valentina. Oh, Valentina. Jisung really was trying his best, he suddenly felt this big responsibility. He had never been in a relationship before, and now he was someone's husband. He had a wife. He knew what he was getting into but he still likes having time to himself, and that was why he was relaxing in bed, scrolling through his phone, having down time like he normally would. But Valentina was there, trying to encourage him to go somewhere with her and do something.

"Ji, you wanna go out for dinner at least?" Valentina sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter in their hotel suite.

"I feel bad. I feel like I'm letting her down already. She's so amazing and, I feel worried that I'm not going to be the man she really needs," Jisung stammered, having his own moment to talk on his own.

But, he took a step and agreed in having dinner. They went to a luxurious restaurant, a top rated one that served mouthwatering gourmet burgers.

"Now this, I can get into this," Valentina let out a breath in delight. Not only was the burger looking delicious, but it gave a break from the sudden awkward small talk that her and Jisung had been contending with.

"I'm sorry," Jisung suddenly said, after swallowing down a mouthful of his burger. Miraculously, they had ordered the same thing, having similar tastes in their preferred cuisine and flavours.

"Hmm?" Valentina delicately wiped her mouth before speaking, "what for?" She had an inkling, but she wanted to hear from him first.

"I know you wanted more, I just, I'm quite a homebody? And I'm really trying to get used to this lifestyle, this..."

"Married life?"

"Not even that, just being able to spend time with someone constantly," Jisung glanced away, taking a sip of his cocktail.

"I'll be real with you, I was sort of upset at first, but I didn't know that about you yet. I didn't know you needed that space to yourself so, it's ok. We'll work through it together, ok?" Valentina reassured him once again, pushing away the thoughts she had before, and putting herself in his shoes.

She was a party animal at heart. She just had to bring out that more confident and energetic side to her husband, and she was willing to do that.

hyunjin and sienna

location: rome

"This all feels like a dream," Sienna marveled at the sights of Rome, swinging her arm with Hyunjin's as they wandered around the city.

"It's not a dream, baby, it's real," Hyunjin earnestly reminded her, pulling her in a different direction as they wandered around some markets, looking for a bite to eat.

"I never thought I'd get to live this," Sienna added on, still in denial.

"Well stop thinking that, ok? Seriously, I'm going to make sure you're happy every day," Hyunjin stopped in his tracks, gazing into her eyes before kissing her on the forehead.

Soon they found somewhere to eat, a quiet restaurant being decided when they couldn't pick from the market.

"Let's get spaghetti and meatballs," Hyunjin smirked, kicking Sienna's foot lightly underneath the table.

"Why so sly about food?" Sienna rose an eyebrow, her accent coming through stronger as she stared at her husband in confusion.

"No reason, just taking inspiration from a certain film..." Hyunjin nodded smugly to himself as he ordered them their food.

And once it arrived, it all clicked.

"Why only one plate... Hyunjin..." Sienna facepalmed, Hyunjin instantly bursting into giggles.

"Have you realised, baby?" Hyunjin cooed as he leant forward.

"We are not lady and the tramping this lunch," Sienna folded her arms, but she too started laughing as she couldn't resist his loving expression.

They exited the restaurant, a blush on Sienna's face after Hyunjin whispered something in her ear.

"He's so romantic. And I'm not used to that. I love it. Just maybe not the sharing food part. I need my own food," Sienna deadpanned into the camera, before huffing out a laugh.

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