#Noooo but that can be overlooked

[puppiesandnightlock]

So y’all know that one episode in s3 of smallville where the cheerleaders make like love chemistry or whatever, feed t to the football players, and Chloe drinks it and shows up at Clark’s house in his jersey

The Jersey thing but with damijon

could have be doused with some kind of pollen??? Toxin?? That no fear toxin maybe?? red k??

[shhhsecretsideblog]

You have to go see your professional athlete husband play in the championship game: only problem is you're 42 weeks pregnant. You've been having contractions all day, but you tell yourself they're just Braxton Hicks, and you can go to the hospital after the game and have the baby. But once the game starts you can't ignore the urge to push any longer...

Great prompt! Exactly what I was in the mood to write this evening, ty! Hope you like it (fyi written in an hour and very much not edited or checked or read-through lol)

Half-Time Full-Time Baby-Time

Despite being overdue, suffering practice contractions all day, and having a baby nestled deep in my pelvis - I was not going to miss the big game. I’d never missed any of my husband’s matches and I wasn’t going to start now.

Thankfully, as my hubby was a star player on the team I was watching the game from the Executive Box. My parents were supposed to have joined me but they couldn’t make it, so I was on my own in the luxury private suite that had a large window and a glass door overlooking all the action on the pitch below. Inside the room was a fancy dining table with chairs, a mini bar, and a few high stools beneath the tall bench table lining the window so people could sit and drink and eat while watching the game.

Unfortunately I wasn’t able to do any of those things. My tight and round belly and the pain flaring in my hips had me pacing around and around the room. Cupping the underside of my bump I breathed deeply through each rising wave.

“Hmmmmm… not now baby, please.” I whimpered.

The practice pains had gotten closer and closer together during the first half. I’d tried to ignore them, breathe through them and walk around to stop the braxton hicks, but they didn’t disappear. They only got worse. Just before the whistle blew at half time my waters broke and I was forced into the realisation this was no false alarm.

But it would be fine; labour took hours and hours and the game would be long finished before we would need to go to the hospital. That’s what I thought.

Midway through the second half I’m standing by the window, my hands clasping the high bench in a white-knuckle grip, my hips swaying side to side. My throat rattles as I release involuntary groans with the constant squeezing and tightening of my belly. The baby felt so damn low… my legs were in a wide stance and my belly hung down off my hips. I was glad to be wearing a lightweight summer dress with the amount I was sweating. I wanted to open the door, to let in a breeze, but I was scared to with the labouring sounds I was emitting. I didn’t want to attract attention and I did not want to go anywhere and miss the game. I would stay here until you were finished and then we would go to the hospital together.

Another contraction rolled across my belly and the pressure built and built towards boiling point. It felt like I was going to explode, to burst, that feeling of fullness paired with an urgency and pressure was becoming too much to handle. My legs started to tremble as I fought against my body’s instincts, a low rumbling roar slipping past my lips.

I leant forward over the tall tabletop, my arms folded on its surface and my head dropped against my arms. My legs were buckling, sinking lower into a squat. The pressure was building, the round and heavy bowling ball of a head was so low… I wanted to push— my body needed me to push—

“Noooo…. Oh god! Don’t- hoooo- don’t push. Just stay in there baby…. Wait for your daddy to f-finish the g-game—mnghhhhhh!!!”

There was no controlling it, the head was getting lower and pressing against my opening. My body was pushing and I couldn’t stop it. More amniotic fluid hit the floor as I pushed, my bare feet standing on the damp carpet.

In between uncontrollable pushes I glanced up desperately and looked at the timer hanging over the pitch. There was still 15minutes to go, plus injury time. Oh god, the baby was not going to last that long. It felt like it was already starting to crown.

With a trembling hand I feel under my dress between my thighs and nearly vomit when I feel the curved surface of the head pressing against my underwear.

“Oh baby, no… you can’t come out yet…”

But my body and mind are not in sync and a second later I’m back to uncontrollably pushing. I sink into a deep squat, my arms stretched high above my head as I cling onto and almost swing from the high rise table.

“Nnnmghhhhh!!!!” I grunt and low, bearing down into my bottom, running completely on instinct. The baby was slipping further and further out, my labia was stretched thin and the burning of a full crown made me howl.

At the same time one of the teams had scored and the stadium erupted with a frenzy of screams and cheers. The crowd’s jubilance was my own encouragement and I gasped a breath and pushed again, hard. My body was shaking head to toe, the burning… the fullness… the desperation for it all to stop… I had to get the baby out, and it had to come out right now. Giving it my all the head popped out dramatically into my underwear and I collapsed down onto all fours.

The game was nearly over and the baby was almost here. I scrambled to pull down my panties before the next contraction hit. I could hear the noises in the stadium, the crowd cheering and chanting, the final minutes being played. Meanwhile the baby was turning inside of me, the shoulders beginning to press and stretch me open once more. When the next contraction hit I submitted to it entirely, rocking forward and back with each push as my body worked hard to birth the babe. I roared and pushed with the final whistle of the match and raised up on my knees, my hands flying between my legs to catch my newborn baby.

“Oh my goodness… hi little one.” I sobbed as I brought the child up to my chest, wiping its face and blowing gently against their cheeks. The newborn gave a cough and started crying and relief and exhaustion took hold. That was when I noticed the crowd around the Exec Box was cheering. I crawled to the door, babe in arms, and awkwardly got back to standing.

Looking out across the pitch I could see my husband’s team had won, all the men jumping and hugging each other. I could spot my husband easily amongst the sea of coloured jerseys.

“That’s your daddy.” I said to the baby.

My husband looked up at the box, knowing where I’d be, and his jaw dropped when he saw me standing at the glass door, a newborn baby wailing in my arms.

[unclewaynemunson]

Alt version of this post bc too many people asked for both <3

It's Saturday night and, like almost every Saturday night, Eddie wishes he didn't have to be at some jock party. The flashing lights, the scent of cheap mixed drinks, the incredibly mediocre loud music... And worst of all, the fucking jocks. Everywhere.

'Eddie!'

He looks up to find Steve, with a dopey smile on his face, basically skipping towards him and throwing his arms around his neck. Oh. He didn't know Steve still went to parties like those. Hadn't seen him at any of them in a while. But as soon as he gets wrapped up in an enthusiastic full-body hug, he decides there's one jock, and one jock only, that he doesn't mind running into at those parties.

'Eddie, what're you doin' here?' There's an unfocused look in his eyes and he wobbles on his legs a little bit, grabbing tighter onto Eddie for support. The touch burns through Eddie's t-shirt and he tries to ignore the shiver running down his spine.

'I didn't know you liked parties!' Steve drops his voice, slurring: 'I thought you hated the jocks.'

Eddie can't help but smile. 'I hate all jocks but one, big boy,' he tells Steve. 'Not here to party, only to get some cash.' He rattles with the metal lunchbox in his hands to illustrate his point. 'Can you let me go now so I can get on with my business, pretty please?'

'Noooo,' Steve says with an exaggerated pout. 'I'm too happy you're here! Dance with me!'

Eddie chuckles. 'I don't think you're in any state to dance right now. Jesus, Stevie, I don't think I've ever seen you this wasted before. Thought you were planning to pick up a girl tonight?'

'I was,' Steve says, suddenly sounding oddly serious. 'But it doesn't matter. Just needed to forget. The rum helped, too.' He frowns. 'Til you showed up.'

'Forget what?' Eddie asks, trying to make sense of this drunken string of words.

Something happens; something that's been happening quite often lately. Steve's eyes flash downwards, just for a second, right to where Eddie's lips are.

Eddie's heartbeat involuntarily picks up speed.

'What did you need to forget, Steve?' Eddie asks again.

'Can't tell you,' Steve mumbles so softly that Eddie can barely make it out over the loud music. 'I don't wanna make you feel guilty. I'm not judging you, y'know. 'S fine.'

He abruptly lets go of Eddie and takes a step away from him, stumbling right into some girl who pushes him back with an annoyed scoff; if Eddie weren't still standing right behind him, he would've fallen on his ass for sure.

'Alright, you're not making any sense tonight, big boy, but I can't in good conscience let you stay here by yourself. How 'bout I'll drive you home?'

Eddie glances at his watch. If he hurries, he can probably still be back to do what he came here for before the good part of the party is over. He does kinda need the cash.

'Can't,' says Steve. 'Can't go home with you.' Something in his voice is breaking and suddenly there are tears in his eyes, and Eddie still doesn't understand what's wrong; he feels like he's overlooking something huge, something that should be obvious.

'Let's just go outside to talk, then?' he suggests.

'Can't. Dance with me, Eddie.'

But when Eddie starts gently tugging Steve towards the open door leading to the garden, Steve easily lets himself be led outside. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath when the cool night air reaches his lungs, as if one gulp of fresh air will instantly make him sober up. But he's still swaying on his feet, making Eddie grab onto him tighter.

Eddie likes to think of himself as moderately strong, but unfortunately, hauling 180 pounds of muscled jock around is starting to take its toll on him. He spots a bench in a secluded corner of the garden and guides Steve towards it.

'This better?' he asks.

'Yeah,' Steve breathes out. Even now that they're both sitting down, Steve keeps clinging onto him. 'Look at the stars, Eddie.'

Eddie looks up at the scattering of lights twinkling far above them - but he can feel Steve's eyes still burning into his face.

When he directs his gaze back to the guy sitting next to him, Steve's face is even closer than before. The starlight is reflected in his hazy eyes, tiny specks of silver hidden in various shades of brown and black.

'I wish I could kiss you,' Steve whispers, looking at Eddie with nothing but admiration behind that glassy drunk gaze.

Eddie almost forgets to breathe. He knows that it seemed like he and Steve were headed exactly toward something like this for a while now, but he still can hardly believe that it is real. That Steve Harrington is really looking at him like he's just as precious as the stars in the sky above them.

He brings up a hand, gently caresses Steve's soft cheek.

'Maybe you don't have to wish,' he whispers back, unable to stop his eyes from flashing towards Steve's beautiful lips for a moment. 'Tomorrow. When you're not drunk anymore. If you still remember this.'

'No.' Steve shakes his head, so fiercely it makes his hair flap in all directions and his complexion at least two shades paler. 'Can't.'

'Why do you keep saying that, Steve?' Eddie asks softly.

'Cause.' For a moment Eddie thinks Steve is gonna grab his ass, but then... he randomly frees Eddie's handkerchief – the one with the skulls – from his back pocket.

'Cause of the Russians.'

Eddie can only stare at him in confusion.

'They tied me up,' Steve all but whispers. Eddie hates how small and broken his voice suddenly sounds.

He has always known – broadly speaking – about what happened to Steve and Robin miles beneath Starcourt last year. He's never actually heard Steve talk about the details, though. All he knows is that he and Robin were captured by Russian spies and somehow made it out alive. He could always see how difficult it was for Steve to talk about it whenever it came up, but he never wanted to pry. And now here they are, at some goddamn high school jock party of all places, and all of a sudden Steve willingly brings it up.

'I was with Robin,' Steve continues, still in that scared and broken voice. 'And they tied us to a chair. We couldn't move. And they – they hurt me. They hit me. 'Til I was bleeding all over. I thought I was gonna die. Robin thought I was dead.'

'Jesus Christ, Steve,' Eddie breathes out, tightening his grip around Steve's torso.

'So I can't,' Steve mumbles, holding up Eddie's handkerchief as if it's some kind of logical explanation for whatever it is he's trying to tell Eddie.

'Wh- What?'

'I know what it means, Eddie,' he says, as if he's even remotely making sense right now. 'You know John?'

'Who the hell is John?' Eddie only keeps finding himself more and more lost in this conversation.

'My cousin,' Steve says, like it's obvious, like he's ever talked about some cousin named John to Eddie before. 'The one in New York. He knows all about that shit, right? He sends me the good magazines sometimes when my parents aren't home. That's how I know.'

'Know what?'

Steve only waves around with that stupid handkerchief again.

'You're flagging, aren't ya? You like pain. Like BS... BM...'

Eddie feels his jaw drop.

'What the fuck are you talking about?' he asks. 'It's – this is a metal thing. It looks metal. I literally have no idea what you're – flagging?'

Now Steve's face finally mirrors the confusion Eddie has been feeling for the past ten minutes.

'Are you serious?' he asks, for one second showing more clarity in his eyes than Eddie has seen all evening.

Eddie nods.

'So it's not...' Steve stops himself, swallows, frowns. 'You're not into, like, hurting people and shit?'

And finally, it all clicks together in Eddie's mind: the repeated chorus of I can't, the story about the Russians, the goddamn handkerchief... Flagging. BDSM.

'Why the hell would I get off on hurting you, Steve?' is all he can get out of his mouth.

And Steve honest-to-Satan starts giggling; it sounds so relieved that Eddie kinda feels like giggling too, scary metal image be damned.

'I dunno, it's more common than you think,' Steve mumbles. 'I wouldn't judge you, alright? But I knew I could never give you that. No matter how much I like you. And then you'd get bored of me.'

'Oh, Steve,' Eddie whispers out. 'You don't need to worry 'bout that, I swear. For all I care, we can have the most vanilla sex in the world forever. Or never have sex at all. As long as it's with you... I'm good.' Eddie cringes as soon as the words leave his mouth: it sounds too cheesy, too sincere. He kinda hopes Steve will have forgotten this particular part of their conversation tomorrow morning.

But Steve doesn't look at him like he thinks it's stupid at all: his eyes are wide and he's smiling a soft smile.

'You sure? You won't get bored?'

Eddie chuckles. Now that he's being too goddamn cheesy anyway, he might as well double down on it. 'I can't imagine getting bored of getting to hold this body in a million fucking years. In any way you'll have me.'

Steve heaves out a relieved sigh before he buries his head against Eddie's chest.

'Can I bring you home, now?' Eddie asks.

There's a twinkle in Steve's eyes when he lifts his head again.

'Ooohhh... You wanna have the most vanilla sex in the world with me now?'

A chortle escapes Eddie's lungs.

'Um, maybe tomorrow, when you're not drunk off your ass,' he answers with a wink. 'For tonight, just lemme get you to bed, 'kay?'

'Okay, big boy,' Steve answers, and Eddie can't help but laugh before he presses a kiss against Steve's forehead.

[dykedvonte]

Jimmy’s favorite pokemon being Mega Rayquaza is so funny to me bc i HATE that pkmn with a passion. Like the design and lore is cool but have you ever battled one of those things? Or like, someone who would use that thing? You don’t get ANY chance in that fight if you have like, an average team. And i use a lot of fairy types so you think it’d be a bit more free but noooo

Smogon had to create its own tier for Rayquaza bc it was so overpowered, it doesn’t even need a stone to mega evolve

Wrong Organ knows what they’re doing (is this the new ‘Bravo, Vince’?)

I think its telling that he just like picked a super well known, overpowered pokemon.

Like at the end of the day, Jimmy is power hungry, he likes to and needs to feel in charge of something in someway. Even if not direct authority, he likes having power. He picks a leader Pokémon but he wouldn’t be able to handle or really have in a way that felt good to him. It’s too much responsibility and power. It’s cliche but he’d really be a Mimikyu story-wise and his whole deal with Curly. I think it’s good that it’s a bit cliche because Jimmy thinks he’d be anything but.

I think it's interesting that Curly picked the most well known pokemon but the safest. It's such a basic answer, he could like pikachu for so many little reasons but the honest one is because it's likely the most familiar to him. Pikachu is strong but not overpowered, due to being the main character he wins a lot but its not necessarily cause he's stronger but because he trains and works for it. It's an easy thing to overlook and blame main character syndrome on, but in that it reflects on how Curly is vs how he is regulary percieved, mostly by Jimmy. Not to mention how there are times Pikachu has been depicted conflicted about never evolving which is a whole mother can of wants when applied to Curly…

With the others I think it’s so important that Anya is a Glaceon. The most important fact is that it’s an ice Pokémon and what’s one of the few types a Rayquaza is weak to? She’s always Jimmy’s biggest concern even in what their interests represent.

[robo-milky]

Of course whenever I promise something, I immediately work on a side thing and this is that… I give you crumbs of a Greaser AU! As fun as it would be to imagine everyone as greasers, I think it might make more sense or be interesting if I incorporate the different classes for different characters. I also think it’d be neat if I tweaked some things for a 60s vibe. Even now, Greaser! TWST still lives in my head rent free…

[Notes]

• I really wanted to give the Socs varsity jackets but noooo birthday union already has that, and I wanted this to be more “original” from the canon TWST outfits…

• C-Can you tell I was an “The Outsiders” kid???

• I did start this AU with thinking of Pomefiore first but I wanted to challenge myself and take it more seriously?? So I built up ADeuce. Still debating on what Grim’s role will be…

• Night Raven College is turned into a public school for the sake of this AU (but magic is still involved)

• For this particular AU, I envision Ace and Cloche to be childhood friends, comfortable enough to bicker (taking Grim’s place). How did Deuce get thrown into their little group? Cloche pitied Deuce and let him sit with her and Ace at lunch. Eventually, Ace got used to Deuce’ presence and started to help him out with fitting in with the other socs.

• Loved by the students and hated by the teachers? That’s Ace! With his brother being an alumni of Night Raven College, Ace didn’t have any troubles getting along with some of the older kids in the school. Of course his charisma and goofy personality isn’t something to be overlooked, either. Ace’ father wants him to get into an Ivy League Arcane Institution after high school, but Ace wants none of that. Sure, he could get good grades in school if he tried, but he has no interest. Maybe he should take his future seriously in a year or two, but for now, he just wants to have some fun.

• Deuce was never an official greaser during his middle school years, but more of an errand boy. …Don’t mind the fact he did get dragged into a couple of fights, has a half-used up tin of grease in the closet and his old leather jacket with recent rips. Look at the boy now and see how much he’s cleaned up over the years. Deuce’ tank tops evolved into button-ups, but he still feels uneasy with tight sleeves that cover his full arm. Deuce’ mom worked so hard to afford the school fees for Night Raven College, so he better pull his slack in turn,

• Cloche’ family owns a couple gas stations in Sage Island, allowing her easy access to cigarettes. Though she knows underage smoking (and smoking in general) is bad, she doesn’t care enough. With no allowance of her own, Cloche will gladly scrape however much she can get from willing customers who can pay up. Normally Cloche likes to stick her head out of conflicts between the different classes, but ever since she met a certain greaser— Cloche can’t help but carry a mini medkit at all times, in hopes to play his Nightingale.

[enpr-ss]

WILD LIFE FINALE!!!

Wait it IS every wildcard? But just in sequence? Banana again. And finally the 3 grinches are clearly aligned. THE SNAILS!!! Is it every other wildcard card? Or only the useful ones? Ah back to his failed machine gun cross bow strategy. Randomized wild cards? ETHO GOT THE MACE ONE AGAIN LOOOOL. He simply cannot escape being breeze-coded. BigB is now the most important ally to have. Bdubs can’t beat the BigB allegations TRIVIABOT IS BACK!!! WITH CURRENT SESSION QUESTIONS! Omg. Time to see our players make an absolute fool of themselves again. Despairing over wasting time mining for diamonds last session LOL. Robot Tango again!!! Also this would help the shapeshifters maintain their disguise. THE TRIVIABOT JUST DIED IN FRONT OF THEM OH MY GOD!?!? His Minecraft body language is so communicative. Etho: “Honestly Tango: probably for the best, with the way things have been going”

Wait so the wild cards keep randomizing? And so the super powers with it??? This is going to be so chaotic. Also where’s Mumbo? Not Etho mistaking Ren for Martyn and giving him stuff LOL. Etho: “Somebody needs to blow up Joel’s car again” ETHO LOOOOOL THATS SO BRUTAL.

In which Etho’s Canadianness saves him from Scar's rollercoaster. And of course he forgot about his zombie powers. I’m sure his zombies has some words about that. Should have saved his enchanted leftover armor for his zombies lol. Etho: “You guys gotta hurry though cuz- *Skizz immediately dies in front of them*”

Whose snail is that? Do zombies get zombie snails too? Nooo the zombies…..

I bet BigB’s about to attempt to mace Etho as he answers the TriviaBot. Omg snails + triviabot is such a deadly combo. BIGB NOOOO NOT TO A SNAIL!!! BigB literally just died and Etho accidentally called Bdubs BigB.

OH MY GOD HIS TRAP AND BETRAYAL ACTUALLY WORKED!!!! NO WONDER THAT WAS HIS THUMBNAIL LOOOOOL. I guess that’s what happens when you try to corner Etho into picking your side AHAHAH. Yet another illegal yellow on yellow kill. AND THEN HIS SNAIL GOT HIM BECAUSE HE LITERALLY WALKED TOWARDS IT INSTANT KARMA OH MY GOD. I CANT IM LAUGHING SO HARD WHAT IS THIS NONSENSE.

Mount Gem is blowing and it’s all Etho’s fault. She’s no longer overlooking patheticness.

WHO WROTE THIS QUESTION!?!! I HAVE SOME WORDS FOR YOU!!!

Look at Etho really committing to the innocent pathetic tuff guy bit.

Wait who has the teleport? Was it Joel or Grian? And I think the other one is shapeshifter. THAT WAS SO CHAOTIC HE JUST KILLED IMPULSE OUT OF THE SERIES OMG. “Why is it not working?” BECAUSE IT’S A BAD STRATEGY AND YOU CANT AIM??? ALSO YOUR TARGET CAN TELEPORT LOL???? What a hilarious chaotic scrum. They truly can’t touch a warper. He’s just leading them around in circles. Grian’s screech as he got warped in was so good. Did the super speed just benched because it was too op??

lol what was that 1x1 pvp. ETHO GOT SCOTT OUT. OF ALL PEOPLE TO DO SO. THE TIMING. Finally the crossbow was useful. Even when Gem loses she stays winning.

Yep not answering trivia bot, lighting up the area, and staying aware and away from the snail was the smart gamer move.

I can’t believe of all people it’s the Tuff Guys who made it intact to the final 8. And Tango has answered every single trivia question wrong and got robo’ed AGAIN. How nice for everyone to congregate near the middle at the Tuff Guys base. Why is Etho standing underneath and around the RAILTRACKS. If Joel TNT minecarts you all, it’s so deserved. Repelling a trident with a windcharge is cool. HE BLEW HIMSELF UP AGAIN LOL. Only 1 successful trap in all the series. Hoisted by his own breezy petard. Pathetic Tuff Guy to the end.

I got spoiled a bit but I’m so glad that I predicted correctly. They went strip mining in the finale…. Ah all the wild cards are not as extreme. "CHILD LIFE" JOEL?!?! The anxiety cheetah allegations are back. He’s such a sucker for pathetic men / his wife and just giving them whatever they ask for and not being hostile to them. He’s speedbridging again. Of course he tries to use his op invis ability and immediately gets exposed because of a dog. Lizzie tries to blow him up via zombie Martyn and he’s like oooooh iron!

Joel: “Pretty sure it’s Jimmy he’s got mascot energy” What does that even mean??

That Ghast screeches were unholy. Not Gem helping Lizzie, and Joel immediately leaving the Gem-Pearl drama Etho nearly got Joel as well… and how does Joel just fall for his excuses and lies every single time. And Joel keeps rescuing his wife and Jimmy from dangerous mobs.

Of course Joel dies to Scott but at least Etho got Scott back. Even if it’s by accident. And of course Joel takes it as an alliance at face value. Etho got karma’ed by his snail AND HE GOT IMPULSE WITH THE INVIS SNAIL AS WELL!! The snails are on the family’s side. Joel stays winning. Lizzie and Jimmy going out together. Rip Joel.

Ah Etho thought it was a genuine attempt but they were just messing with him. And I’m sure there’s going to be so much angst about Lizzie going after Joel and he punching her into her creeper death. What a circus of them trying to get Joel. And Grian accidentally saved him with the warp. Then he sets up a creeper trap and accidentally nearly kills Gem LOL. And he’s so focused on trying to make a trap that Scott gets him. “no-YES!” And Joel accidentally triggering all the trapped chests that Gem set again (just like Secret Life finale)

TANGO NOT AGAIN!!!! REN LOL. Oof Grian.

Of course Joel goes to see if his first trap that he spent so much time and effort on would have worked. And of course it didn’t. Even when he wins he stays losing.

How fast they stop cheering.

Grian absolutely ripping Tuff Guys to shreds. And he’s just noping away from Ren’s angst but also contributing to it with the unnecessary elaboration. Look at him and Etho continuing their playful tone banter.

Grian, looking at Pearl and Impulse: “How have we all had the same idea?”

“You got Dumb and Dumber!” Guess Grian’s still mad at Mumbo and banned him LOL.

The snails!! Giving everyone heart attacks and killing everyone in a rampage. No wonder he was so anxious about not knowing where his snail was. Grian and Scar helping each other out A LOT.

Grian: “It was always going to be like this Jim.” Eret vibes. That was SO BRUTAL. But that’s the commitment Grian has. Hell hath no fury like a widow scorned. And it’s basically the same line he used on Mumbo too.

He finally did save Joel with a warp, even putting himself on the line! Pulled through from the last episode. It’s so tragic that Grian and Joel didn’t think to warp someone to their snail.

Grian ABSOLUTELY NOPING out of the death tower that claimed so many of his allies.

How has he missed every single shot??? He’s literally in the best position too. Grian dying by falling off a cliff where he and Scar based next to a tower ala 3rd Life!!! It’s always a finale cliff.

Seeing behind the scenes snippets is so cool! And the snails!!!

LOL. Something about counting sheep to fall asleep...

Classic Gem. It would be so cool if Gem did actually take out Lizzie because that’s Joel’s only weakness.

LOL

Gem coldly rejecting any attempts to beg with “well you killed me and also weren’t good friends”

Was the bee someone? Gem pulled out her sword at it and it immediately u-turned.

She’s not even using her speed just walking away from Pearl’s mace attempts. Scott watching in exasperation. “We can’t talk until I’m on red? You better work a little harder then.” The return of toxic yuri and pathetic Pearl. She likes red bloodthirsty pathetic Pearl the best?!?! What is wrong with the both of them. What does Gem even WANT?!?!? Being red together? Killing each other for real? Or wanting Pearl constantly obsessing over her, chasing after her death but also her affection? I’m sinking my teeth into this insane dynamic.

She really just snatched up those items from right on front of her snail! I was tense!!! TWICE!!!

She’s so proud of Etho for finally killing her. I’m surprised she didn’t engage with Pearl now that she’s on red. “I'm going to make it my life’s mission to kill Impulse” and then Impulse dies to the invis snail. Even when she loses she stays winning. She didn’t even put in the part where Etho got instant karma’d by his snail too.

I love her captions so much.

Gem yelling at incompetent players has to be a compilation somewhere. Her not feeling the need to get involved with the chaos because they will all self-destruct is very watcher lore of her.

Gem encouraging Pearl’s wet cat-ness continues!!!! We are so fed!!!!

SHE MADE BDUBS ETHO AND GRIANS SNAIL INVIS AHAHAHA.

She’s trying to be insane with Pearl but Joel keeps accidentally interrupting their moment LOL. The enthusiastic tone shift, the deliberate matchy clothing…

Oof the one time she answered the TriviaBot wrong (to be fair she might have misclicked or been punched or just under too much time pressure) The sped up time killing her AGAIN. Oof. But at least no one got her; the wild card did!!! And she had to really hammer in the point about roleplay to settle the drama lol. She played so well!!! Shame we didn’t see more insane dynamics; I was really excited for the angsty 1v1 with either Pearl or Joel. And Joel won!!!

THIS TITLE AND DESCRIPTION LOOOOOOOL

Of course Scott can twin into Pearl and Pearl got Gem's powers. The perfect selection for lore and soulmate / toxic yuri angst.

Ah man they missed an opportunity to trap the blocks around the creaking heart so that it instantly sets off a tnt minecart. A swarm of angry bees is mean LOL!!!

She has fond memories of murder camel!!! Of course it’s Scott as her murder buddy.

Gem cut out SO MUCH pathetic mace Pearl content LOL. Cleo Impulse and Pearl vs Gem and she still barely landed like 2 hits. Gem’s POV didn’t hear the part where Pearl said GEM said that they couldn’t talk until she was on red. The unreliable narrator is SO GOOD!! Pearl panting like an excited dog on her last wind charge targeting Joel!!!! Gem cut out the part where she implies that Pearl doesn’t actually want to kill her because she warned her about her snail. And when Gem compliments her she starts backing off because she’s suspicious. The excited dog panting AGAIN when Gem basically stood still until the last moment??? Gem: “Right under you...” This dynamic is EVERYTHING!!

The cry of rage when Impulse died.

The pathetic wet cat allegations cannot be beat. Especially when she accidentally hotgal’ed BigB instead of Joel. The sad resignation in her voice about being pathetic. Omg I just realized the Hotguy Comic Zine roleswap AU basically got canonized.

The universe is homophobic and refused to let their yuri be reconciled, tearing them apart at Pearl’s expense at every opportunity. Excellent timing from terrible trapper warper!Joel. Gem says she can’t control him literally at the same place where they bullied MurderBot!Pearl and said the same thing of “yeah he’s just harmless like that.”

She water bucketed Gem after Scott lava’d her! Didn’t capitalize on the weakness for the kill!! Her TriviaBot question was literally about Gem giving flowers to another person!!! She pearled away!!!! And she’s sad about Gem dying!!!!! IM SCREAMING

Pearl, desolate: “I’m so lost… I didn’t get to have the murder camel with Gem. Impulse died!! What do I do?” *sad music* THE TRAGEDY!!! The return of lonely Pearl!!!! “My heart has never been so broken before in the Life Series..”

Cleo and Pearl are Ren’s swords instead!!!!! Dogwarts symbolism increases. She got poisoned arrowed and fall damage from an ender pearl into the bamboo, by Grian??? Oof.

Tango got beep booped!! Running joyfully towards "free food" (cows) and immediately bravely fleeing with extra flee when they converted into hostile mobs. “That’s not free food!”

He’s really going through all the previous sessions again. Stealing bots in the EXACT same place. eSCARgone LOL. Doesn’t even know what his superpower is as he holds his refilling windcharges, with the full durability mace in the hotbar. Unparalleled powers of observation indeed.

How did the most tenuously held together team make it all the way to the final 8? And of course classic Tango got beep booped AGAIN. He has NOT answered a single one right.

Tango AGAIN WITH WINDCHARGE ON THE TOWER!!! ON HIS TEAMMATE NO LESS!!! AND THEN HE BLEW HIMSELF UP WITH A CREEPER AND JOEL’S JOKE ARROW SHOT KILLED HIM LOOOOOL. Dying as he lived: accidentally killing someone he wasn't supposed while making Tango noises. On brand hilariously lame final death. Legend!!

Bdubs unashamedly stealing everything just to please Etho LOL. Cannot beat the BigB allegations with the creaking superpower.

Bdubs, after getting a question wrong and taking it out on Pearl: “MAYBE YOU’D WATCH MY EPISODE AND GIVE ME SOME VIEWS AND AD REVENUE!!”

Bdubs being calmed by Gem’s chill farming in the middle of the finale LOL. It’s all about the building and relaxation vibes with him.

Love how the terminology went from robot to beep boop!! And Bdubs is yelling at Etho about his encroaching snail but all he hears is beep boop. There's got to be an airpods meme in there. And then he tries to kill Etho even before he got him mixed up with BigB. It's honestly such a miracle that these 3 made it to the final 8, as the last intact team even. WHAT IS THIS DEAD WIFE FLUFFY WHOLESOME BACKSTORY TEAM SOLIDARITY AGAINST ALL ODDS AND EXPECTATIONS FLASHBACK????? Bdubs ABSOLUTELY just baiting his audience LOL??? And then somehow Etho understanding Bdubs’ beep boop arrow communication????

Gem and Joel had NO IDEA Bdubs was trying to kill them the entire time LOL That was a smooth escape from Pearl and Ren’s TNT cobwebs

The earlier reference to Bdubs’ boogey kill on Tango from Last Life from Etho and then dying by Tango’s windcharge here!!!! Bdubs: “That’s poetic irony” INDEED

Of course the Tuff guys died as they lived: bumbling around, taking each other and themselves out of the series.

THE SHADE!!! OF COURSE IT'S CLEO WHO GOT THIS QUESTION LOL!!! Her final superpower of summoning ALL the zombies!!! On brand!!! Seeing the horde of zombies in their amazing skins just swarming Gem was AMAZING. She's getting karma'd from this series and Secret Life. She didn't turn to fight off Joel, but remained attacking Grian to protect Ren all the way to the end. Truly loyal!!!!

Of course Scott got the other shapeshifting one. Maybe it is allocated by red and yellow. Also it’s hilarious seeing little Scott riding giant Scott. Well he did get Joel before he died to Etho!

Impulse was actually in such a good position to set a trap for Gem and Joel but the INVIS SNAIL!!! His luck failed against Gem and Joel's.

BigB was the first to die to his snail, it was his first death, and it's fitting that it was his final death too. Also the swarm of angry bees was hilarious. His commitment to the weird gaslighting vibe is incredible.

Her Lichjesty Lizzie being the most competent by immediately setting traps, fixing the redstone of Scar’s rollercoaster, testing it twice (got the dog!), saving Scar from his snail, and being very efficient with her zombies. She spun and launched her bot LOL!!!

Lizzie: “I need you to bam me in the bunker.” Grian: “Sosorrywhat” *Jimmy and Grian pause and look at each other in shock* Jimmy: “Don’t tell Joel.” Efficient but why would she say it like that. That was a really awkward scene.

And immediately figured out how to use her dna copying superpower. Wait it wasn’t Tango who got the first mace kill? Mumbo then?

Lizzie: “Well I guess the Bamboozlers became the Bamlosers. First team eliminated. Leave a like to pay your respects.” SHE’S SO FUNNY OMG?!?!?! They all died at basically the same time! LIZZIE AS A ROBOT ZOMBIE TRYING TO KILL JOEL LOOOOOL

Of course Jimmy gets the bright idea to lead his ravager to Joel’s base and act pathetic to get rescued. And then get freaked out by NOT his snail.

Can’t actually believe Scar finished his rollercoaster, rode it and Grian made it happen. How interesting that they both independently came up with series-long minecart rides of death. Of course his rollercoaster of death never worked.

Not Scar being mad that Grian is stealing his hotguy brand and tridenting him. And Etho being too Canadian and Scar feeling bad about killing him so many times, thus saving him from the rollercoaster.

Honestly where did eSCARgo even come from? LORE?!?!?!? Of course he died immediately after being resurrected.

Martyn as a zombie is so good. The voice, the wit, the goonishness. Bdubs awkwardly watching the divorce of Zombie Martyn and Mutant Martren. That cobwebs on Bdubs and Joel was pretty cool.

The angsty robot voice going "Ow." "I did a bucket thing." and "At least I got a couple of swipes in." is utterly HILARIOUS. And he finished 3rd, just as he wanted in the beginning!

Skizz..... He was literally about to follow Scar to his death.

“The ending is yours… Make it WILD”. Can't wait for the fandom to lore this up. Especially with the red “yours”.

This series truly has been about chaotic dramatic ironic comedic timing. Bringing up past drama, thus causing even more divorces. Absolutely no notes; it's perfection. And the FANTASTIC production work by the dev team! Funniest Life series yet!! After listening to the Wild Life Recap on the Imp & Skizz Podcast: I truly can't believe that Martyn got the listener superpower by RANDOM. And that it wasn't sorted by red / yellow / green as well. It was also a surprise that the order of the finale overlapping wild cards wasn't random. It WASN'T a surprise that they all actually randomly put on their zombie skins to red herring us. But most of all, frankly I'm amazed at how fast the dev team got everything done on such tight deadline, with such polished work! Presentation truly is everything.

[jadehaven]

A summary of the thoughts as I slowly realized that #Elrondriel would indeed become a thing in the show:

(for context, ROP was my first introduction to LOTR, so this was my perspective as a viewer with no concept of the lore)

Season 1:

Who is this guy? Is he her friend? More? Oh she touched his face, maybe it’s like, unrequited? Am confused.

Is this how elves flirt? What’s the history here? Oh well, she’s leaving anyway.

*Enter Halbrand* HOT DIGGITY DAWG now THATS what I call a love interest 😏😏😏

*Eating up all the enemies to lovers tropes and swooning over Halbrand*

*Elrond and Galadriel scenes* Me: Nah get this nice guy OUTTA HERE where is HOT HALBRAND? (future me is aghast that I would overlook the literal loml Elrond, Gal and I are the same ig)

Halbrand: *Is Sauron* Me: What!?? Nooo! No no no no no this can’t be happening oh noooo

*Elrond saves Galadriel*

Me: Wait

*Forehead touch, tears, deep breaths*

Me: Waaaiiittt

*Gasps* Omg. Of course, he loves her!! They’re going to fall in love! It’s perfect contrast to the enemies to lovers story— a *slow burn, best friends, it’s always been you* kind of love? Right? RIGHT!? That makes so much sense! I’m 1000% calling it for Season 2.

*Sometime between season 1 and season 2, discovers the heartbreaking truth* LOL what?? She’s his WHAT??! 😭😭😭

*Still holding out hope, clutching my suspicions like they’re my grandmas pearls*

Season 2:

Holy sheet he’s mad. Ofc he’s mad. But he’s her best friend :c?? Pls don’t make me sad like this, you’re supposed to love each other!

“You were my friend!!” Mhm yknow they tend to use this word a lot

That’s… that’s a lot of hand holding there…

omg she put her hand on his CHEST OMGSJHDHFBF

“It was entirely of your choosing, the lost king blah blah” Ok but this is literally him saying he knows her type?

Hollldd up, I see what’s happening. Tension. There’s negative tension. I’ll bet if they stick to the trope, there’ll be a *moment* between them at the end that breaks the tension. There has to be.

*Galadriel gets caught by the Barrow-Wights* Wait for it babe, Elronds going to rescue her oh— yep, there he is. Saving her again. Because he’s the love interest.

“Promise you will put defeating Sauron over saving my life” Pfft hahaha miss Galady, our boy has it bad, there’s no way he’ll stay true to that promise. (For real though this sentence just showed us what the most important thing in the world is to him, it’s her y’all)

*Galadriel gets captured and brought out to the battle field* Ooooh yup. Look at his FACE when he sees her, the slow mo and everything wow. That’s his whole life right there. He can’t sacrifice her, he can’t do it.

Dang he’s gonna do it???

“Let me bid her farewell” Omg please kiss her goodbye haha but no they wouldn—

0/////o!!???

O/////O!!!!!!!

I CALLED IT I FKING CALLED IT ARE YOU KIDDING ME I AM SCREAMING

THIS IS THE MOMENT THAT BROKE THE TENSION.

Everyone online: iT wASNt RoManTIC

😐

Sigh. Of course it “wasn’t romantic”. THATS THE WHOLE POINT. That’s how this whole “forced to kiss” trope works. They don’t have feelings for each other yet, that they’re aware of anyway. It’s supposed to be an awakening. This is only the beginning.

*Continues to get gaslit by everyone and their mother including the actors and writers themselves*

Ok ok fine. Maybe I’m delusional about the whole thing. But every scene so far has been classic romantic arc set up. If they have a scene next episode where Elrond saves Galadriel again and maybe like, puts the ring on her finger all proposal style, then I’ll know. That would seal it for me.

*Episode 8*

*Speechless*

LITERALLY SPEECHLESS.

That’s it yall. If you didn’t pick up on that, then I’ll see you next season for all the slow burn tropes. I can see them already. LFG. #Elrondriel for life.

[whinlatter]

something tells me you don't really like tonks, just a hunch xD

For the relationship ask if you're still doing it: harry and remus, molly and remus, teddy and adromeda. I would love to see what do you think <3

noooo i love tonks! i had a ball writing her and think that @evesaintyves’ rendering of her is one of fandom’s greatest gifts 😭 i just find it very funny that harry thinks she should low key get a grip. and as a clumsy young woman who should myself get a grip, i say: get off her case, hjp.

ok the remus + tonks/black extended family universe... hyped for this one. delicious choices, thank you anon. (i have a few more in the inbox i'm going to take a stab at but am trying to avoid spoilery ones or ones where i risk boring you all again by repeating old talking points, so if i don't get to one pls forgive me...)

right — to business. we begin with everybody looking at remus lupin waiting for him to put his crippling self loathing aside to write (1) singular letter to his dead friend's son:

i jest (to an extent). but i do think the entirety of harry and remus' dynamic is best encapsulated in one singular scene in PoA:

“When they get near me — ” Harry stared at Lupin’s desk, his throat tight. “I can hear Voldemort murdering my mum.” Lupin made a sudden motion with his arm as though to grip Harry’s shoulder, but thought better of it.

i know there's a very understandable move in AUs to imagine what would have happened if remus had raised harry - or, more often, if remus had been 'allowed' to raise harry by dumbledore. but looking past the whole plot-requiring-harry-to-be-at-the-dursleys thing, the truth is, canon remus lupin would never have put himself forward to raise harry, because of his own (not unfounded!) concerns about the precarity of his existence and the dangerousness of his condition. remus' sense of self - more specifically his fear of himself, and his very low self worth - consistently lead him to hold harry at arm's length from the moment he's introduced in the series until its bitter end. i don't think remus at all approves of the way harry is treated at the dursleys. but i can very much imagine that remus thinks it would still be better than the life he could have given harry if he ever had been called upon to serve as his primary caregiver. one of the most interesting implicit dynamics in the series is that harry notices this and does, to some extent, resent it (obviously the fact that he only ever calls him 'lupin' in his narration, though uses remus to his face, and also: 'Harry had received no mail since the start of term; his only regular correspondent was now dead and although he had hoped that Lupin might write occasionally, he had so far been disappointed.') while the harry & remus fight in DH is about harry's view of what remus ought to do re tonks and the baby, it’s also harry coming as close as saying to remus: you're letting your own child down like you let me down. ('I’m pretty sure my father would have wanted to know why you aren’t sticking with your own kid, actually... He had it coming to him,” said Harry. Broken images were racing each other through his mind: Sirius falling through the veil; Dumbledore suspended, broken, in midair; a flash of green light and his mother’s voice, begging for mercy… ‘Parents,’ said Harry, 'shouldn’t leave their kids unless—unless they’ve got to.')

molly and remus: i think this is a very, very underrated relationship! i know there’s a lot of molly-bashing around these days, especially if you’re a marauders and/or sirius and/or wolfstar stan. but i think it is very very overlooked that the person who looks after adult remus the most from 1995 onwards, and who shows him some of the deepest trust and roots for his happiness, is molly. for a man who has plainly known a huge amount of financial/food/housing insecurity, and who is so villainised in wider wizarding society, it is no small gesture for molly to not only provide for remus materially but also to trust him in a house with all of her children and encourage him in a romantic relationship he struggles to feel entitled to and worthy of. (i love sirius, but he is in no fit state to ‘look after’ remus in the last year of his life, and fandom’s continued unwillingness to recognise the importance of domestic/caregiving labour as a vital contribution to the resistance will never not be problematic af). remus clearly values and admires molly in return - the only time he actually ever entertains a parent/guardianship role is when molly is weeping over her boggart, crying onto remus’ shoulder (‘what must you think of me?’) and he assures her that if anything were to happen to her and arthur, he would be a part of the team making sure her children are taken date of (‘what do you think we’d do, let them starve?’) remus’ relationship with molly is often the more mild-mannered translator of her viewpoint to others (especially others with hot tempers), and mediator trying to find middle ground between molly’s protective instincts and the battle/ready instincts of others. (more grist to my sirius & ginny parallels mill — in DH, when a fuming ginny is desperately trying to sneak off to fight in the battle, it’s remus who appeals to molly and ginny to find the compromise of ginny staying in the room of requirement to know what’s going on but not actively fight, a mirror image of his role mediating the dispute between sirius and molly over harry’s right to know what’s going on at grimmauld in ootp…) molly accepts this compromise, a sign that she trusts remus implicitly (she never frets that a werewolf is living among her children in ootp onwards, and invites him to christmas readily even after months undercover with the pack) and also feels able to call him out (‘i’ve always said you’re taking a ridiculous line on this, remus’.) this is too long but basically — justice for molly and remus, unlikely buds!

teddy and andromeda: i weirdly think a lot about teddy lupin these days. i tend to imagine teddy as a very mild-mannered, affable, calm child, like who remus might have been had he not been bitten, with tonks' heart and sociability but also with something of remus' more philosophical disposition. i think he'd slip very naturally into a big brother role because, in part, he does see himself as having a responsibility to take care of people, and i think this would shine through in his relationship with andromeda. we know teddy was raised by his gran, and i imagine she feels enormously protective of him, perhaps bordering on strict in her desire to keep him safe from the harm that came to all the rest of her family. but i like to imagine teddy didn't act out against this too much, in part because he understands where it comes from and in turn feels very protective of andromeda. growing up in the aftermath of the war would make teddy as a child particularly aware of the grief and pain and the silences among the adults around him, and i think teddy would take any compensatory protective strictness on andromeda's part with good grace, and humour her for it. i like to think teenage/young adult teddy serves as the translator for any of his gran's more prickly edges, and that they have a very close relationship that both of them really treasure.

[fountainpenguin]

Riddle watches New Wish - Post #5

They're so cute...

OH, she set them up!! Here we go!

Wanda making squeaky toy noises when Cosmo hugs her is all I've ever wanted.

"We're real, all right! ... Real fairies. Not real humans."

BUDAWHAAAAAAAA-? Thank you Cosmo for just confirming elastic skin, which has been one of the most important headcanons in my worldbuilding. I did not expect you to do that for me, but... thanks?

Pfft, Wanda changing her legs.

ERG??? Is that you?

Okay, there's that "We've been retired for 10k years" implied time travel bit; I think I remember that from the story bible + early convos with my friends, so at least I came prepared to expect that.

This is either time travel - which plays perfectly into my established "Cosmo ate a time key during dinosaur times and has been running around through time unsupervised for ages" headcanon anyway, LOL - or they're flat-out lying to Hazel, seeing as the audience already knows Timmy is confirmed as a recent godkid, so... Hm.

SLDKFJSD I love how the guy who accidentally sent his baby stroller down a steep hill is wearing a #1 Dad hat. "My expensive stroller! ... I mean, my baby!" - Yeah, we're still in FOP. All the parents are terrible here.

Setting her up as loving french fries and then turning her into a fly who found french fries was clever.

Cosmo once again being so close and yet so far to his mark. Good to see him back!

Me when I return my would-be murderer's daughter, who is a bug.

I AM SO GLAD that even in 10,000 years, Wanda's small talk skills have not improved far beyond "I'm Human McRealPerson" and "My husband is a grilled cheese sandwich" from back in the day, sdlkfj. That's my girl!

oh no, the Venus flytrap gift they brought over is about to go so wrong.

Yep, she's still goin'. Talking about the carwash.

GIRL check your fingers.

OH MY GOSSSSSSH, he's dressed for a classy party in Fairy culture. Cosmorella? We thought you were dead!!

... That's an ant? I would've guessed tick.

It's a guy ant? Buddy, are you sure you're supposed to be foraging?

Let's go!!

SDLKFJSDKLFJSLKJF noooo... No, no, no, no, no... Not the thing I use to symbolize memorials for the dead, c'mon!

It IS an accurate item for a Fairy house- these were all over the place in Fairy World during the old show, AND in that color, though you usually see more than one "wand" per pot.

I'm super impressed the artists studied the old interior design customs. Huh.

Cosmo lives here. Also, BABY!!

OOH, I'm excited that Cosmo and Wanda's window overlooks Fairy World because it's kind of a portal. I did something super similar with a rat cage in an upcoming Frayed Knots scene, where Anti-Cosmo and Wanda are godparenting together during school. Nifty!

He even confirmed it's a spell on the front door! Wow. Somehow, Past Me nailed that.

"We can choose which world we go out into!" -> /Me with my 'fic where Kevin Crocker is confused that Shirley's Pizza Parlor has an exit on the other side that goes to Retroville.

Cosmo: We lived in Timmy's fishbowl for 20 years. Wanda: It was 7.

You are both wrong- it was like 68 <3 But honestly, I forgive you for not wanting to tell Hazel time was frozen for 50 years. I don't think she'd like that. Actually, I don't think she was born yet, because my vision is time freezing at the end of Season 4, and Dale was rescued in Season 2, so... Yeah, she wasn't born. Still, you don't wanna just drop that on someone.

That's actually very funny that Cosmo and Wanda are struggling because they're out of practice during their retirement.

THERE'S THE SIGN!! Way to go.

Oh, and the credits are done in a similar style to the old ones? Even the colors? That's so cute! That's also nice that Hazel's VA was a story editor too- That probably helps with the passion and vision.

That was cute. I liked it. Huge relief to see something well-researched and made with love after "Fairly Odder" was a struggle for me.

I've got a little more time tonight, I might be able to get one more episode done before bedtime.

[the-s1lly-corner]

TADC X Skater reader, except the reader is new and has no idea how to skate and keeps falling all the time,,,

TADC cast x skater!reader !

Wasnt sure if you meant roller skate or skate boarding so I might flip flop between those two I hope that's okay! I also have a similar request for a roller skater reader that I answered a few days ago, which I will link at the end of this post!

Written in mobile!

Side thing idk if it's because I have so many requests rn or what, but I SWEAR my inbox is bugging, I keep seeing requests I didnt notice before... maybe I just accidentally overlooked them? But I SWEAR it wasnt there before because I have looked at my current inbox a dozen times now over the past few days

Idk

CAINE:

Regardless of if ypure a roller skater or a skate boarder, hell or even an ice skater; if you're having trouble keeping your balance, Caine will hover above you and steady you. Hands on your shoulders, or hands under your arms... he may even grab your hands and lift them up while guiding you

I think its very sweet

Manifests a digital cushion for when you fall over

Regardless of if your body is part skate, or you just skate as a hobby, he will cheer you on the same

POMNI:

Honestly you've probably slipped backwards and fell onto her. She probably makes a squeaky toy noise when your weight slams into her... good news about this being the digital world, neither of you are going to be significantly hurt!

If you're wearing skates you guys probably stumble and struggle to get back up... it's a little sad to watch..

RAGATHA:

Insists that you wear a helmet and knee pads. Like sure you cant get permanently hurt, but it makes her feel better !

Helps you try to keep you steady by putting her hands on your sides or shoulders... nervously walks beside you while helping you.. pro awkwardly hovers her hands over you as well as you get more confident with it

JAX:

Either will actually help you or may he a menace... "endurance training" but its actually not endurance training that's just what he says when he throws a bunch of those tiny bouncing rubber balls into your path

"Expect the unexpected " type shit

I mean he would still help you up, I think

Not many thoughts here <\3

KINGER:

Balances you by standing behind you and holding your hands/wrists up... kinda looks like you two are dancing or something. Except you're on a skateboard while he walks you around the floor

Very sweet about it

Kind of gives off the energy of a guardian trying to teach their kid how to ride a bike

Its sweet I think

I would let kinger teach me how to ride a bike

I still dont know how to ride a bike

Hes so so encouraging, too

ZOOBLE:

Thinks that you skate is cool.... oh, you're new to it..? show them what you got!

Oh...

OOOOH...

Ooooh noooo... you just face planted into the floor

I think they would also try to guide you threw it. Probably the only one I can see who skated before, though in their past life in the real world

Maybe jax did but idk

I think they would join you, besides they kind of wish to see if they csn relearn how to do it with their new body

Yay bonding activities

Not many ideas for zooble either.. sobs

GANGLE:

Unique take for gangle, imagine not only do you struggle to keep steady while you're skating, imagine you struggle with stopping. I think you can see how this goes. Imagine you accidentally ram into her while trying to stop.. I mean look at it this way... her ribbons get stuck in your wheels so technically.. you do stop..! Pleade be gentle picking her out... I can only imagine how gnarly that feels

[iamnotyourgodsherald]

Chapter 3 of Meeting the In Laws

Contains: Tense Dinner Scene, Emotional Breakdowns, Comforting, Crossdressing, Splashing Around in A Lake, Proving oneself in a Trial, Lore Dumping. Slight NSFW Themes. Possession.

Warning: 18+ CONTENT. Slight DAV spoilers. Contains Very Tense Emotional Moments, SUBTLE NSFW THEMES, Mention of Predator and Prey Kink. Cross-Dressing Kink. Subtle Name-Calling. (?)

By far, Teia and Illario were the most welcoming. After Illario and Lucanis went back and forth for a bit exchanging quips, Illario called servants down to us to take our things and to show us to our rooms. As they guided us upstairs, Illario kept his eyes on me as we left up the stairs, his stare almost icy feeling… a distrusting look. Entirely different from how he was greeting me before. I turned away to shake off the feeling, and only then did I hear him greet Teia and Viago with the same enthusiasm as before.

That lingering icy feeling stayed with me as we got out of Illario’s sight. I gave Lucanis’s hand a squeeze to ground me and felt calmed by his touch, feeling my spine thaw from feeling Lucanis’s warmth in my hand.

He looked at me as I squeezed his hand and smiled reassuringly at me, squeezing it back and whispering in my ear.

“I love you, Demitrix.” He purred.

I blushed and smiled at him, leaning into him as we walked.

“I love you too, Lucanis.” I whispered back.

The servants led us to a huge bedroom with a set of twin doors leading to an overlooking balcony and joined bathroom with a large and extravagant tub inside. I swear you could almost swim in the damn thing! Big enough for two people to share…~ The bed had black and purple silk sheets and covers, with a black veil canopy that hung down on each side of the bed. Even a vanity sat on the opposite side of the room from our bed, brushes and puffs sitting in a small cup to be used for make-up and touching up. A large closet to the left side of the vanity that could hold all the outfits I brought with me, and had a few nightgowns already hanging in it.

I got excited and ran out to the balcony where I instantly fell in love with the view. It overlooked the lake, the sun setting in the distance over the other villas that dotted around the edge of the waters. The sunlight made the lake glitter with sparkling light as golden hour started to come in, coloring everything a bright, golden yellow hue.

I felt a pair of hands grab my shoulders from behind and squeeze them. Lucanis appeared from behind me, resting his head on my shoulder, looking at the lake with me, with a soft smile on his face.

“I knew you'd love this view. You always said you loved this time of the day.”

“Golden hour! Everything turns into my favorite color!” I said, awestruck.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me from behind, burying his face into the nape of my neck.

“You are so beautiful, Trix…” Lucanis said with an affectionate tone.

“Luca!” I giggled, turning my head to give him a kiss. “Youre being awfully affectionate!”

“I wanted to wait until we were away from everyone. Just let me breathe you in for a bit before everyone steals away your attention again.”

“No one could steal my attention away from you. You're stuck with me now, and you must live with your choices.” I jested.

“Oh noooo… the horroorrr… Whater shall I doooo…?” he groaned playfully.

He then kissed my check, hugging me close to him while I laughed at him.

“You jest, but you know how much of a mess I am!” I purred, looking into his whiskey colored eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this? You still have time to pull out.”

“When have I ever wanted pull out?~” he said in a hushed and sexy tone.

“Luca!” I gasped in surprise, slapping his hand gently. “You naughty man!”

“I am the naughty one? I make one joke and I'm branded “naughty.” As if you aren't constantly trying to bed me.”

“What can I say? You're addictive.”

He laughed and gave my neck a quick kiss before letting go and gripping my shoulders again and watching the lake.

His eyes seem to shift. As if he thought of something displeasing and looked away from me. He leaned on the balcony with me and crossed his arms.

“Speaking of messes however, that conversation in the carriage that got cut off…” He trailed off.

Immediately the mood was killed off, and I looked away from him. Lucanis is a lot of things. Skilled, dangerous, incredibly sexy, all of those things. Able to socially read a room? Nope.

“Come on. I don't want to talk about it right now, amore.” I softly hushed.

“Then when would be a good time?” He huffed.

“I just… I don't like showing that… part of myself… I struggle a lot and I… You… don't need anything else to balance on your shoulders.”

“Demitrix. You have seen me at the absolute worst. You've opened doors in my mind, both literally and figuratively, that I didn't think was possible. You've loved me through it! You loved me even as Spite made me look like a monster. You helped me with him and now, he naps away inside of me, calmed because of you...” He spoke softly, taking my hands. “So why am I not given the same treatment? Let me take some of the tremendous weight off of you. Do you not trust me with your worst parts like I do with you? After everything we've been through?”

“No! Gods, No Lucanis! There's never been another person that I loved more than you! Trusted more! I trust you with my life!”

“Then trust me with your mind too!” He firmly stated. “Talk to me, and trust me!”

“I do, it’s just I-“

There was a sharp knock on the door and there was an elven maid bowing and looking down at the floor.

“Dinner will be ready soon, sirs. Master Dellamorte asks that you dress up nice for dinner.”

Lucanis huffed, obviously annoyed at being interrupted but it was a welcome interruption for me. I wanted the first night to go well and so far, I was having mixed feelings about everything. Maybe, and Maker was I hoping, Lucanis would forget this for now and just let the matter rest.

“Thank you, Miss.” I bowed to her.

She bowed once more and left. Lucanis sighing and letting go of my hands.

“I will drop the matter for now… I am sorry to bring it up, I just… wish… you'd trust me enough to let me go past your shallow waters. To know you more deeply. I will… let the matter rest. Come on. Let's get dressed for dinner.” He sighed dejectedly.

Luca…

My chest tightened, watching him pull away from me. Rubbing my own hand in this uncomfortable feeling of guilt.

Nice, Demitrix. Really off to a great start to this weekend with Lucanis.

We got out of our Crow outfits and started getting ready. Lucanis donned an embellished black suit with a small train behind him that had purple details all along the edges of the outfit. I wore a black dress with a slit, gold details dotting along the low neckline that showed off my chest, and at the end of the sleeves that hooked onto my middle finger. It had been awhile since I dressed up, especially in a fancy dress like this one and the way Lucanis looked at me in it, made the purchase of this dress even more worth it. Even made me forget about our earlier exchange. I donned my smokey black makeup and even slapped on some black lipstick and gold eyeliner to make my eyes pop more. I wanted to be stunning and by the gods, I was looking at the very definition of the word. I donned on my heels and took Lucanis by his arm. The cologne coming off of him made me melt and want to skip dinner but he seemed still put off by our earlier exchange.

Nothing honestly special happened at the beginning of dinner. Questions were asked about factions welfare, plans for Treviso now that the Antaam were kicked out, progress on the Elven gods, etc.

Lucanis and I exchanged glances at each other occasionally, grabbing and holding each other's hand while I chatted eagerly with everyone. Lucanis seemed content to just remain silent and even seemed pleased he didn't have to talk at all, but he did smile at me as our eyes locked sometimes. Viago scolded me for some choices I've made as a leader recently, but Teia got on him about his judgment of me and started to compliment my looks to take my attention away from him. Asking me to come visit the Diamond more so she doesn't have to hear Viago complain so much. To take on some contracts for her house, but Viago immediately argued with her about which house I actually belonged to. Illario, of course, started teasing Lucanis a bunch. Surprised that hr even has a lover now, asking how it happened, if Spite somehow bewitched me, but Lucanis only fired back asking when Illario was going to “grow up” and settle down. Illario just shrugged and sipped his wine.

“When I feel like it.” Illario brushed off.

The food even seemed so heavenly as the servants brought it out to us. Different dishes from different parts of Thedas, but mostly made of Antivan comfort foods. Warm, aromatic pasta dishes and roasted fish with sides of lemon and steamed vegetables, Ferelden hearty meat stews that screamed cozy and comfort. Like being wrapped in a big wolf skin and drinking spiced ale during a snowstorm. Orlesian Roasted pig that Illario joked, “tasted of despair.” Along with some delicious and creamy cakes that everyone was so excited for. Everything seemed to be going well and I was even starting to relax a bit. Illario stood up at the end of the table and tapped his glass to quiet us down.

“I just wanted to take your time for a while to thank everyone for coming. To toast to a now established couple within the Crows! It is worth a celebration, especially if it's my cousin, Lucanis Dellamorte finally getting himself a lover! I swore he was going to be single forever, even betted money on it! Speaking of which, Remind me to pay you that debt, Teia.” He joked.

She waved her hand at him, giggling and holding onto Viagos arm.

“But here he is! With a blushing and handsome man at his side, and the pair looks so deeply in love with each other! Holding hands and even putting a smile on my grumpy cousins face.” Illatio sighed, smiling at Lucanis. “It warms my heart to see you so happy, Cousin. You deserve nothing less than true happiness and a life filled with true love after everything our house has been through. After losing Caterina… She’d… judge your relationship harshly, but I know… she would love seeing that smile on your face. With that being said! Demitrix of House De Riva! Come up here! Let everyone get a good look at you! Let them all bask in your beauty and glory!”

I looked at Lucanis who nodded at me to go up there, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. I smiled at him before getting up and walking up to Illario, standing next to him at the end of the table. Looking over at everyone, Lucanis smiled up at me with Teia. Viago was indifferent during dinner and more stern looking but here… when I walked up here, I saw his eyes glance at Illario and sharpen. As if he was watching Illario closely now that I was going to be near him. His eyes made me stay on edge. Wearing the face of ignorance well like I usually did on high risk contracts.

What’s going on, Viago…? What do you know?

Illario continued giving his speech, putting his arm around my shoulder and pulled me into him as if I was his date and not Lucanis’s.

“Demitrix! You came to us at such a young age! Fourteen years old and could barely speak any Antivan at the time. A young Dalish teenager. Not as young as we usually get new fledglings, but you came to us highly recommended. Your guildmaster, Silas, had nothing but good things to say to Viago. Talked up a storm about you to him and almost begged him to let you join the Crows. Silas was already hard to impress and the fact that he was so fond of you already?! Made it easy for Viago to decide. Now, look at you! All grown up and hanging on the arm of my cousin! A Dellamorte, nonetheless! Now, a leader of your own little “house.” That is amazing, isn't it? You, somehow, thawed my cousin’s icy heart and made him bloom in ways I’ve never seen before! If Caterina were here, I think she would… well. Judge you. Harshly. If she saw how much you make Lucanis smile, however, she’d adore you. Just like she adores our lovely Miss Andarateia Cantori. You and Lucanis are so close and so loving towards each other, that If we want them to be official in the House of Crows, I think we should make Demitrix go through the “Trial of Talons.” What do you say, Demitrix? Illario embellished.

My blood went icy when Illario mentioned Silas, which was replaced with curiosity as he brought up the Trail of Talons. I was shaken out of my thoughts though, when Lucanis stood up angrily out of his seat, slamming his hands on the table.

“No! I refuse for you to put him through that!” Lucanis snapped, hissing through gritting teeth. “How dare you even suggest putting Trix through something as harrowing as that! He’s already proven himself!”

“Woah, Cousin! Easy! What? You don't believe he can do it? Do you think so little of him?” Illario defended, glancing at me. “I mean… wouldn’t our dear sweet Caterina put him through this if you wished to continue this relationship with him? Would she not have him tested?” Illario said slyly.

“That is not what-“ Lucanis began.

“What is the Trial of Talons?” I interrupted.

Trying to ease the tension just a bit, I looked at Lucanis and then Illario for an answer. The room became deathly still and quiet from the sudden tension. However, Illario gave me a quick and charming smile, almost adjusting his emotions before speaking again.

“The Trial of Talons is what every Antivan Crow HOPES to go through, but also dreads it every second before it actually happens. It is the same trials that Lucanis, Teia, Viago, and myself all went through before becoming the rank we are now. Even Caterina went through the Trials in her younger years. They are what sets a Talon apart from a guildmaster like your Silas was, a master, or just a little assassin such as yourself and are as old as the Antivan Crows themselves.” Illario projected.

“The Trial of Talons usually is a set of eight tests, one for each Talon to perform on the Testee. These tests are designed to be long, gruelling and could take years to set up with all the Talons. Not to mention that the Testee could DIE from this Trial, just from stress alone. The Testee would need to be recommended by their Guildmaster, and have the Talon of the House that they were under to sign off on it. As you can see, we only have TWO Talons. Viago, as far as I know, never signed off on it. I have heard nothing from their Guildmaster, nor have we even seen them, and the most important detail that we’re missing is YOU cannot make him undergo this. YOU are NOT First talon.” Lucanis growled.

I shifted uncomfortably in Illarios grip as the tension rose. I could feel Illarios hand squeeze my shoulder hard for a second before relaxing. He got behind me, and chuckled darkly. As if he was holding back some kind of hidden rage. He leaned down and brought his face down by ear, smiling at Lucanis with a grin.

“My Cousin. Viago HAS signed off on it.” He purred.

Lucanis’s head snapped over to Viago in anger, his eyes flashing purple slightly for a second before fading away.

“What?! How could you do that, Viago?!”

Viago sat there silently for a moment, eyes sharpening at Illario before turning his head towards Lucanis with an annoyed look.

“I think he’s ready for it”

Viago… thinks I am ready to be a Talon?

“Viago-“ Lucanis spat out.

“It took me several weeks to decide if Demitrix is truly ready for that. He has had quite the mess on his hands from a few past jobs. One with Silas. The other with Antaam. I share your concern, even if it is not for the same reasons. He is rebellious. Impatient. Impulsive. Worst of all, everything is a big joke to him. He never takes anything seriously and always tries to laugh off failures. These Trials could eat him alive. Theyll scar him. Change him. They break even the strongest of wills, we all know.” Viago huffed, looking at me now. “But Demitrix… while I dont always agree with HOW you do things, you get it done. You show remarkable will, courage, and heart, almost the same as a TRUE Talon does. You do whatever it takes, however it needs to be done.”

The whole table went quiet, along with myself. Teia looked over at me, smiling big and tapping Viagos arm excitably. He glanced at her with a subtle smile before turning back to me with the same stern face.

“I think you are ready for these Trials. I can see the potential in you. I can feel it. I can see it. You’ve changed from how you were when all this started. Perhaps, it's because of Lucanis’s influence or maybe even your team’s influence. Either way, I can see how much you have grown alongside Lucanis. However, that doesn’t mean I will go easy on you during your trial with me. Expect the same mercy we show our enemies. None.”

My heart nearly leapt out of my chest, watching Viago praise me as strongly as he did. My resolve is even becoming stronger. My will to prove myself to them growing even more potent. However, Lucanis did not look happy, glaring over at Illario.

“While that is… a very nice thing to say to my beloved, what about his Guildmaster? Silas, you said? What do they think of this?!” Lucanis pleaded.

“We don't need to-“ I began.

“He’s dead. There's no one to ask. Demitrix has been getting contracts straight from me for the last two years.” Viago interrupted.

Lucanis turned to me and I felt my blood freeze. His eyes were big, looking at me with some kind of shock. The guilt that was gnawing on my heart felt like full bites now, but he shook his head.

“We don't have all the Talons anymore! We can't do this with only two Talons!”

“Actually, because of Illarios presence, there will be Three. We also helped modify it so it would only take a weekend to get done. We know how precious your time is right now, but this is duty to the Crows. It is important to us, Lucanis. Just as it is important to you. We understand your fear, but Illario has a point. Do you not believe he can do this?” Teia piped up.

“What kind of question is that?” Lucanis growled.

“An honest one. We all believe he can pass them. Why don’t you?” Teia softly pointed out.

“I have lost Caterina, my mother and more than half my family, and now my old, non possessed life! When I tell you…” His voice started to shake, but he reigned in his emotions and continued. “I will not lose him too…”

My heart broke to hear him so concerned for me. Thinking back again on our argument, that's all he really wants is to protect me.

I trust him… I just… Seeing him like this… Seeing how protective he has gotten over me… I wasn't trusting him enough before… Oh, Luca…

I tried to instinctively pull from Illario as Lucanis’s voice broke for a second but Illario held me firmly in place.

“Then trust in him and his abilities. He's a big boy, Lucanis. If he is to be on equal ground with you, treat him as such, and trust him as much.”

I fucking love you, Teia.

Looking down at the table, he sighed, almost sounding as if he is tired of fighting a battle he cannot win.

“You're still not the First Talon, Illario.”

“Neither are you, Cousin. I am, however, ACTING First Talon since our First Talon was taken from us and you ran off to the Fade to defend our world.. Besides.” Illario said through gritted teeth.

He grabbed my left hand and held it up.

“If you do want his hand in the future, Cousin…” He began, letting my wrist drop. “You wont be able to marry unless he proves that this marriage between you and House Dellamorte will be beneficial for the House of Crows. Otherwise, he becomes a target.”

“A target? More than I already am?” I scoffed, turning towards Illario. “How could I become even MORE of a target?”

“Rumors can be a very dangerous thing, you know this very well. What would it look like if word got around the Houses of Crows about Lucanis Dellamorte is fucking a lesser Crow? Especially one not from an actual family? Everyone would think you're trying to “climb the ranks.” No one would take you seriously. Worst of all, the other houses will try and pick you off for a chance at Lucanis’s heart. For a chance to climb like you seem to be.”

I could hear Lucanis start to say something but I cut him off. My rage came up quicker than I wanted it to and before I could stop myself, I turned and looked up at Illario, getting close to his face.

“Do not call me “lesser,” Illario. I have done more than YOU ever have in your lifetime and have seen things that would haunt you...” I said through my teeth with a hiss. “I have proven myself above a fledgling long before I became a Crow.”

The facade finally fell as I growled in his face. His smile dropped and he sneered at me with an air of superiority.

“If you are as good as you claim, then prove yourself to us, Coniglio” He said, getting in my face.

I heard Teias seat screech across the marble floor as she stood up, outraged.

“Illario Dellamorte! How dare you call him that! Caterina taught you to behave better!” Teia scolded.

“You better WATCH how you speak to him around me! Don’t you ever call him that again!” Lucanis barked.

They all started yelling at each other and the yelling became overwhelming, even for me. All I wanted to do was run back to our room and hide.

“I will go through the Trial of Talons!” I interrupted loudly.

“What?!” Both Lucanis and Teia said, turning towards me.

Illario took a deep breath and smiled down at me. This time, the smile was full of venom.

“You’ll start tomorrow morning with Teia. I can't wait to see if you pass them.”

I looked up at him, glaring up at him with a confident smile.

“I can't wait to see your face when a “Coniglio” passes your trials.” I growled quietly.

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I heard the door to our bedroom open up and softly before I heard Lucanis’s voice call for me.

“Demitrix?” Lucanis called as he walked into our bedroom.

“Balcony.” I said heavily.

I left shortly after accepting going through the trials. Slipping out while everyone started yelling at Illario. Viago was trying to drag Teia out as she was starting to take off her heels and screaming about how much she detested how he treated me. Lucanis was getting in Illarios' face about calling me “Rabbit” in front of him.

I just couldn't deal with any of it anymore. I was too tired to climb up somewhere high to hide and was just waiting for Lucanis to come up the stairs to yell at me as well for not telling him about Silas. Or at least, what I thought he was going to do.

He came onto the balcony behind me while I was leaning against the railing. I let the wind blow past my face and it kept my hair away from my face. It felt nice. Like cool hands to soothe a flustered face. The sun is now barely seen over the horizon line, giving the sky a purple hue.

“Are you okay?” Lucanis said with a rare softness. “Things got very intense. I've rarely seen you get so angry.”

He rubbed my back softly, his finger tracing my spine from the top down.

“I half expected you to start yelling at me next.” I said quietly.

“When have I EVER yelled at you? If you are talking about your guildmaster-”

“I fucked up. Okay? I know. And before Viago tells you, Yes. I did get him killed.” I said angrily.

Lucanis was silent for a couple of moments. Enough to make me feel bad for my little angry outburst.

“I am not angry, just… What happened…?” He urged gently.

I sighed. “Does it matter?”

“It seems that it does to you.”

At first, I was reluctant. My anger makes me stubborn and reactive. Something I was trying very hard to contain, especially in the emotional state I was in.

“Contract went bad. It involved the Venatori, funny enough. Walked right into a trap that they laid out for me and a couple of friends that I had with me to help on the contract.Silas was being overprotective and was following me on the mission. He saw what happened and helped bust us out of the trap. Because he had to help me, they ended up catching him and killing him in front of me.” I sniffled, wiping my eyes. “I never really thought about it, but he treated me like his son. I, the rebellious young son, never saw it until it was too late. Now he's dead. Because of me.” I growled.

Lucanis remain speechless, rubbing my back to try and comfort me. He knew it'd be no use telling me it wasn't my fault at this time so he only comforted me in the way he knew how.

“I'm sorry he's gone.”

“I’m fine. I'm over it. I'll do these trials just to rub it in Illarios stupid face and then we can go back to the lighthouse.” I spat out.

I wanted to keep up my stoic facade, but inside I was SCREAMING. I was terrified of the trials. What it could do to me. What it could change about us. All I wanted was to run into his arms and just feel safe in him but… Part of me was still being stubborn. Still wanting to separate myself from anything could eventually hurt me. Lucanis included.

But…

I heard him sigh and felt Lucanis’s hand give me a soft pat on my back as he pulled it away.

“Alright… I… I can tell you are angry, and do not wish to speak. If you need me, Ill… ” his voice trailed off.

“Brosca… I need some air…”

Talk to him. Talk. We will literally LOSE him if we don’t, we can't do that. NO MORE.

Not thinking, I leapt towards him. Latching onto his arm and burying my face into it.

No… I will not lose him to my pride. I will not lose him to my fear. I will not lose him as well.

“I… I am not okay.” I whimpered, shaking. “Please, I’m sorry, I am…. Just… really fucking scared, amore. I don’t know how to think or how to feel about any of this. I don't want…” I gulped, my voice shaking. “I don’t want to die…”

He stared at me, his eyes getting big towards me before scooping me up into his arms, holding me tightly. I could hear him make a loud sigh of relief and we sank to the floor with me in his arms.

“I…am too. Regardless of what Illario thinks, I think you can do it. I am… just the thought of you possibly dying is… I am very scared to lose you. I love you so much and… I just can't lose anyone else… I don't even want to think about it…” He said in a shaky voice, before steeling himself again. “But if you truly want to do this… Then I will support you wherever you need me. I love you so much, Demitrix...”

I stared up at him, tears falling from my eyes. I tried to speak but all that came out was tears that streamed down my cheeks as I hugged his body. As soon as I started to cry, I heard him start to cry as well. His body was shaking with sobs along with mine.

Both of us were so scared of losing the other and now that we had stopped pretending to be brave or hard, it was like… we had finally reached a more intimate closeness with each other.

It was like we had been swimming all of our lives and were too scared to rest, lest sharks were to catch up to us. We were so used to swimming and living in constant fear that we failed to see the boat trying to catch up with us. Now that we are on the boat, the relief was immeasurable to us. We had finally found safety in our boat.

We both sat there on the floor for a while, crying and holding one another. I started taking in Lucanis’s scent and felt my heart lose some of the heaviness to it. The smell almost brought me back to the lighthouse, where the rest of our little family was waiting for us. His heart beating in my ear, even calmed me down from crying.

He loosened his grip on me, petting my hair and letting out a long, relieved breath. He cupped my face in his hands, making me look up into his beautiful, tear stained, brown eyes.

“I love you, Amore…” He whispered lovingly.

I smiled up at him and kissed him deeply, gripping onto one of his hands as we locked our lips. I heard a soft purr escape him and as I pulled away, I saw his eyes dart to my lips and then back at my eyes. A small new kind of smile appeared on his lips.

“I love you too, Luca… More than anything in the world.”

His eyes locked onto mine, big and deep looking at me with deep affection. Something must have clicked in his mind at this time, because he got up excitedly, grabbing my hands to pull me up.

“Come on. Get up.”

“What?” I giggled, getting up slowly. “What are you doing?”

“I read about this in a romance novel… and since you mentioned it earlier in the day… Let's do what you’ve been dying to do.”

“Which is…?” I urged.

“Let's go swimming in the lake. Quickly, come on!” He hurried.

He started quickly pulling off his suit until it was down to the plain black dress shirt and his dress pants. His eyes alight with contained excitement, wildness now replacing his usual broodiness.

Creators, he’s finally snapped. Oh well. Spite isn't out so that's a good sign.

I ignored the worry that came from his behavior, letting him be happy for once and threw off my heels, tossing them in the corner. I was about to change out of my dress but Lucanis stopped me.

“No, please… Keep wearing that.~”

I smirked, leaving it on and going over to him before kissing him slowly. My arms wrapped around his head.

“Alright, Dreamboat.~ Whisk me away.” I purred.

He took my hands and started dragging me away down the stairs and outside towards the waters. I was giggling as we traveled through the villa, excited to finally go swimming and to see Lucanis behaving so… manically. He chuckled as well, shushing me as we snuck out of the villa.

It felt like we became teenagers, sneaking out to get into trouble and the euphoria after both of us just getting done crying our eyes out was swimming in our veins.

He ran with me to the shore line, where he scooped me up and held me bridal style, spinning me around and making my dress flap in the wind. My laugh, as he picked me up, echoed in the dark, bouncing along the subtle waves of the water. His smile illuminated by the lanterns that dotted the edge of the shore, his dark eyes sparkling with the reflection of the lanterns like stars. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him again, giddy and playful.

“You are so sappy and romantic! I absolutely love it!” I snorted.

“Oh? Do you wish for me to be like this more often with you, Mister De Riva?”

“Ew! Don't call me that!” I laughed, kicking my legs. “You make me sound like this old gentleman! I am not there yet!”

“I’m telling Viago.” Lucanis said with a smirk.

“Don't you dare! He’ll poison me!” I gasped.

“I won't tell him, if you do something for me.~” He sneered playfully.

“You blackmailing bastardo!” I acted offended by his attempt to blackmail me. “Fine. What is the price of your silence, Assassin?”

“Hold your breath.” He said with a twisted smile.

“What?”

He spun around with me in his arms before launching me straight into the icy water.

The way I screamed and splashed around probably made it sound like he was drowning me. I stood up, drenched and shivering like a wet cat and there was Lucanis. On the shore, laying in the sand. Laughing. BELLY LAUGHING.

“Your face! I never thought I’d see you like that! You were so surprised!” He gasped.

I stopped and stared at him, my heart falling hopelessly and deeply in love with him.

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no, I am so hopelessly in love with this man.

My brain flitted to our future married life, to having children, to living out our golden years watching the sunset in the distance. My heart fluttered seeing him so happy. Laughing like crazy. Seeing him having fun. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen him as and more than anything, I wanted him to push my face into the sand and make me scream so loud, that SOLAS could hear it in the Fade.

It was, unfortunately, overshadowed quickly by my need for vengeance. I was cold and my make up was now ruined. He will pay for his transgressions towards me.

I scooped up some water with my dress and ran towards him. Once he realized what I was doing, he scrambled up and started to run away but his foot caught a stick buried in the sand and he fell face first.

AN OPENING!

I then launched the water all over him, coating his whole back with icy cold revenge.

He yelled out in shock from the water and then it was my turn to laugh at him as he stood up soaking wet.

Well. I was laughing until I saw a flash of purple. He tackled me into the water, Spite’s wings stretched out from his back.

“COLD. WET. ROOK MADE US. UNCOMFY!” Yelled Spite.

He wrestled with me in the water as I laughed and pushed him away from me, knocking him into the water.

“It was justly deserved!” I yelled back.

“Those will be your last words, Amore!” Lucanis laughed as he dunked my head under the water.

As I went under, I scrambled from his grip and grabbed his legs and pulled them out from under him, letting him fall into the water again.

He yelled in shock from the cold again, and we both started just splashing each other. We were alone, just ourselves and the water. Nothing else even mattered at that moment.

We tired ourselves out, both crawling up on the beach, giggling like children. We just laid in the sand, looking at the billions of stars above. Lucanis’s eyes sparkling with joy before closing his eyes. A large smile printed on his shimmering face.

His eyes then opened suddenly and flashed purple, Spite’s wild smile appearing.

“ROOK. IS FUN! MAKES. LUCANIS LIGHTER. SO BRIGHT IN. HERE. SO MUCH SPACE.”

“Ha… I hope so, Spite.” I giggled, patting his chest. “Did he pass out?”

“HE DID. THE SWIMMING. DINNER. SAND COMFY. TRIX IS CLOSE. NOW I CAN SPEAK.” Spite growled, digging his fingers into the sand. “I LIKE. ROOK. GAVE US SPACE. DID NOT PUSH AWAY. NEVER HATED ME. WHY?”

“I have a good feeling about people, Spite. Had to learn how to read others for my job. Just like Lucanis had to.” I sighed, poking his nose. “I didn't like that you gave him a nosebleed when we all first met. But… If I was going to love him, I have to love all of him. If you were going to be a part of him, then I had to get used to you being there too.”

“I JUST WANTED TO TALK TO YOU!” He snarled, shaking his face from my finger. “I WAS ANGRY!”

“That is no excuse to hurt someone.” I scolded sternly.

He growled, turning his head away from me. He sat there in silence for a bit. I saw his little purple eyes darting around, as if in an intense daydream, locked deep thought and he just sighed, his body relaxing, and started playing with the sand.

I sat up, and watched him, hugging my knees. Mostly just for warmth and comfortability. Becoming uncomfortably aware of how cold it was and regretting wanting to go swimming.

Gods, I'm freezing. I am soaked to the bone with cold lake water, but I have to watch over Spite for Lucanis. As much as I trust Spite which… is very little.

Spite must have noticed I was shivering because he got up and started pressing his body against me and holding me in his arms, his wings wrapping around us.

“What are you doing, Spite?” I chuckled.

“YOU SHIVER. LUCANIS WARM. GET ON MY LAP.”

He batted me with a wing and I laughed, sitting in his lap while he wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned on me. I did feel a slight warmth as he purred against me.

“ROOK. SMELLS NICE. LIKE LYRIUM AND ROSES.”

“You probably smell the dagger.”

“DAGGER DOESN'T SMELL LIKE ROSES. YOU SMELL LIKE. COMFORT SMELLS. LIKE WARM MEMORIES.”

“Haven't we told you that you can't just smell people without permission?”

“TAASH DOES IT!” He argued.

“That’s… True.”

He just huffed, and held me tighter.

Comfort smells, huh? That makes me happy in a weird way. I can tame the beast in a way.

“Hey Spite?”

“WHAT?”

“Do you actually like me? Do you like me with Lucanis?”

He growled low for a second, thinking.

“YES. HE LISTENS TO YOU. YOU MAKE HIM FUN. HE LETS ME OUT MORE. LETS ME SPEAK. BECAUSE OF YOU. HE IS. SOFTER. MORE LIGHTER WITH YOU.” He hissed, holding me tighter. “SAME AS ME. LIKE WARMTH. YOU REMIND ME. HOME. WHAT I WAS.”

“I remind you of who you were once? That doesn’t bother you at all?”

“YOU MAKE IT EASIER TO DEAL WITH. YOU MAKE EVERYTHING EASIER…” He groaned softly.

I felt him lean forward, pressing his face into my back before I heard Lucanis’s voice purr in my ear.

“Did I pass out…?” He groaned groggily.

“Yep. Don't worry, though. Spite was just telling me all of your deepest darkest secrets.” I smirked.”

I chuckled and pressed my face into his. Watching his wings slowly recede into him.

“I am glad that hes not too much for you. He likes you quite a lot.”

“I gathered. Although, as much as it is nice cuddling with you and him, I’m fucking freezing. Can we go inside and maybe…”

I swirled my hips into his lap, running my fingers under his chin as his face grew pink.

“Get all warmed up? I think after such an eventful day… I need to blow off some steam before I go through hell tomorrow…”

His fingers groped at my hips, and darkly chuckled in my ear. I felt him start to kiss at my neck and I jolted, clawing into his arm.

“L-Luca! Right here…?! I didn’t think you’d-“ I gasped.

“Right here. Except. I want to do something different tonight…”

“Of course!” I chirped, scratching his beard lovingly. “Anything you want, my amore. What is your desire?~”

He seemed a bit shy at first, his face only getting more pink. He took a breath and steeled himself, looking me in the eyes with his mesmerizingly dark eyes.

“I want to… hunt for you.”

(Previous Chapter)

[saintsenara]

For the unpopular opinions ask game, 🏳️‍🌈 and 💔?

thank you very much for the ask, anons plus @princessofshazabah, which i have combined into one!

which character who is commonly headcanoned as queer doesn't seem queer to you?

having an answer to this is a skill issue! the very point of shipping is that any expression of human sexuality [very rarely as fixed and unchanging as many people like to believe] is possible if an author has enough nerve.

which means that any way of writing a character's sexuality is inherently plausible, and trying to argue otherwise ["omg noooo he only likes women!", "omg nooooo he's a gold-star gay who'd be sick if he saw a cunt"] is unimaginative.

if you had to remove one major character from the series, who would you choose?

grawp. he's pointless.

what is a popular [serious] theory you disagree with?

that lord voldemort cannot feel love because of the circumstances of his conception.

the two things i particularly hate about this fanon are the fact that, firstly, it suggests that anybody who was conceived because of rape - which is going to be a far greater number of people than perhaps we like admitting - is irreparably damaged.

and that, secondly, it continues one of the main issues with how the harry potter series portrays voldemort’s childhood by completely overlooking the failure of the state in how he ends up as he does.

the institutionalisation of children is a profoundly traumatising practice, and the vast majority of orphanages - both historically and in the parts of the world where they persist - do not have the resources to provide the children in their care with the support they need [no matter how well-intentioned the staff]. 

the young voldemort learns as a baby not to waste his time on crying, because he’s not getting the attention he needs from it, and there are other signs in canon that he’s not had a great time in the orphanage [especially, as i’m always going on about, the sinister implication which can be read into his extreme fear of doctors…], but dumbledore pays no attention to the role the state and its institutions have had in shaping his [undoubtedly] concerning persona.

the harry potter series does this a lot - ignoring the role of the state in favour of locating good and evil within the individual - but that doesn’t mean we have to. there doesn’t need to be a supernatural reason for voldemort’s voldemortishness… it just fucks up kids to be raised in what is, essentially, a pen.

[i also hate this fanon because it forces me to defend jkr - which i loathe doing - and point out that she explicitly refuted it.]

which character is not as hot as everyone else seems to think?

there is no suggestion anywhere in canon that either lucius or draco malfoy are attractive.

[theweirdcobrakaifan]

How!!!!

I’m sorry but I hate the take that Johnny cares more about the student and Daniel only cares about Mr miyagi like like wtf 😭😭😭

Because if I remember correctly Daniel is more kind then Johnny ever was to Robby to demetri to Sam hell he even forgive hawk for trashing his dojo but noooo Johnny cares so much for the students more then Daniel totally 😒

Yeah it not like Daniel didn’t let Robby live with him

It totally not like Daniel didn’t let hawk in his dojo after he trashed it

It not like Daniel can relate more to Tory because he lost his dad at a younger age

It not like Daniel didn’t teach demetri miyagi do and has so much patience and believe demetri had potential

It not like Daniel didn’t help Miguel fix a car

And has so much kindness but apparently it gets overlooked

And if those damn fuckers actually realized that Daniel has so much trauma from cobra Kai idk watch kk3

[journalsouppe]

Ever since I accidentally picked up and played DGS, I knew I needed to play PLVSPW. I decided to alternate playing ace attorney games with professor layton games until I finished the main trilogies for both and could finally play plvspw, and it was so worth the wait. I love this game so much it is everything I could have hoped and more, so so so much more. Highly recommend to honestly anyone!!!

All of the Professor Layton stickers are from jordydrawsmerch which can be found here and here. All of the Phoenix stickers are by Peachcott!! Every other sticker is from Daiso!

Writing typed below!

Rating: 9.7 Played: Fa 2023 Port: 3DS Favorite? Y Replayable? Y Recommend? Y

Comments

AA stickers by Peachcott, PL stickers by Jordydraws

THE MUSIC???

WITHCES??? TALOS???

HIS NAME IS NOT FUCKING CAR ACCIDENT

I like the UI esp with how the stylus interacts with the screen

Omg the yiga

Omg traveling is easier AND they give you coin and puzzle hints

OH IM JUST NOW IN CORT AFTER THAT INSANE SEQ

WHAT IS GOING ON

LOVE maya’s model

THE REUSED ASPECTS IN DGS OMG

THE CUNTY POSE AAAA

THE PIPE WHACK LMAO

WHITE PAYNE

Love the design of labyrinthia

Im curious if nick and maya will be bombarded with puzzles

I LOVE how the 3D and tech of the 3DS are used to make more dynamic puzzles

A LIVE EXECUTION?

Lmao B&W LSOH moment (Kira ate flowers which is smth that happened in the original non-musical little shop of horrors movie)

SOME GUY

WHAT DO YOU MEAN MAYA AND NICK HAVE BEEN HERE FOR 5 YEARS

Cinderellia lol

Omg the book roof

Labyrinthia at night music is sooo pretty

Kira is the killer… right?

I am so stressed about Luke and maya

Hershel to see the storyteller??

THE PRINCESS TUTU AND DROSSELMEYER VIBSE ARE OFF THE CHARTS

Luke is too small for the defense table T_T

THE STORYTELLERS DAUGHTER??

THE BELL TOWER??

Curse…

LUKE NOOO

WHAT IS GOING ON?? T-T

LMAO NOT ANOTHER PARROT WITNESS

BARNHAM NOO

Top of town so pretty

Major shrek 2 vibes

Is that a bust of cabanela

Layton said lets go somewhere more private LMFAO

I love the nick and Luke dynamic… but at what cost T_T

LAYTON’S ??? AND HIS THEME AHHH

HERSHEL NOOOO

Obsessed with rouge’s design and tattoo

THE WAY I SCREAMED WHEN I SAW HERSHEL AHHH

Love the assistant/mentor switch

MAYA EATING RAMEN AND HERSHEL DRINKING TEA IN THEIR PIXEL ART

^ Maya copies other idles! luke writes in his journal and nick reads his paper!

LOVE darklaws claws!

the vigilante witnesses....

is it really a layton game if there's no tower

GOD DAMN HERSHEL love his sword fighting

omg who is bezella

will layton act as the prosecutor??

the battle against the professor is so nerve wracking

just learned why its called pl VS pw

GO OFF KIRA

ESPELLA AND DARKLAW AS KIDS AWW T^T <333

ooo darklaw's laws have the eyes on them

the "magic" is so complicated

i feel like eve the cat is v important but overlooked

WHERE IS LUKE I MISS HIM T^T

love the belfry search

ooo this is like princess tutu x tunic

this took a sharp turn omg

THESE LADIES T~T

FORK LIFT CERTIFIED LUKE LMAO

BARNHAM!

love eve's black outfit

YURI LETS GO

PROF??

EDGEWORTH??

Summary

This game is everything I hoped it would be. yes it's a Professor Layton crossover, but it also has the charm of DGS x Princess tutu x tunic. The ending was very layton-esque, along with all the reveals. I truly had such an amazing time playing this game. I was initially introduced to this because I heard that DGS was inspired by it, so it was my mission to play both aa and pl's original trilogies before playing. And I am so glad I did bc the wait was so worth it. You can absolutely see the influence this game and professor layton had on Shu Takumi. There's so much passion and creativity between plvspw an dgs that makes playing them all the more enjoyable. I loved how all the main characters interacted with each other, I especially loved how hershel and phoenix swapped assistants. The new characters were also so fun. Espella, Barnham, Darklaw, the story-teller, they were all so unique and enjoyable to interact with. The animation was stellar. This 3D style really works for both PL and AA and im so glad both series took inspiration from it. The music and art was phenomenal, this game honestly should win awards if it hasn't already done so. I also love how any character pulled into an aa game will have their gay moments: phoenix x hershel and espella x eve especially. I can't wait to make art or even write for this game, I will definitely add scenes from this to my ballet au ^^! What a phenomenal game, what a fun premise with the most convoluted layton-esque ending. It was so perfectly I highly recommend!!

[lemonmatronics]

I know the idea of Metal sneaking around in an organic disguise and ending up finding some joys in life through it isn’t the most original idea but MAN it sure it one that keeps me up at night (right now)

Like it’s such a simple idea on base level but there’s so much you can do with it

Like, okay we’ll go with IDW canon for this hypothetical

She gets this disguise and sneaks into the resistance, tries to avoid the main crew as much as she can but low and behold Amy mistakes her for Sonic and boom hug! Can’t fault Amy much tho, they legit look alike! Shit, she’s asking for a name, now Metal needs to think of a fake name! She looks around, what could she use!? Shit uhhh “Sky!”

Dumb. That’s dumb. Amy doesn’t question it though, and nor the looking around, odd. What’s she offering!? A tour!? Oh no! Wait- no. Oh yes! Secrets!

Drats, she doesn’t actually show Metal any secrets because that mf is new here. Now she’s just meeting a bunch of people she doesn’t care about! Damn, if she could feel pain that fake smile would be hurting right about now.

What’s this? Meet Belle? Meet Belle!? BELLE!? OH NOOOO. Nope she’s gotta go! But what’s this!? Gasp, Amy seems oddly insistent that “Sky” meets Belle before she goes. This is bad, Belle will definitely recognize her, they’re linked! She’ll see right through the lie-! What-? Belle isn’t calling anything out,, is the disguise blocking stuff out?

Ha! Of course! Eggman is a genius, how could he overlook something so obvious? Silly Metal, how did you ever doubt him!?

Still, something feels..wrong….feels..wrong…weird…Pft. God forbid a gal have some intuition! Nothing weird about it! Just, get out of there as soon as possible!

Pausing the flow here because the more I write this the more I wanna legit turn it into a full fic bUT there’s legit so much you can do with it

Metal having for force herself to be civil with Sonic to not blow cover

Meeting characters she usually never would, especially in a casual setting like this

Meeting other robots!! Like imagine her having to talk with Omega or Gemerl!! That would be so fucking funny man

Seeing nature without having to destroy it and wondering so many things. Why is this stuff useful? Why is,, destroying it useful?

Going off that one hc I saw a bit ago, goofy hijinks, she thinks normal ass machines are alive too and talks to them and everyone thinks she’s crazy

Predicable coming from me but gender realizations???

Like come on!! Ik it’s used a lot but damnit the disguise plotline is used a lot for a reason and I think it’s really fun

[arc-misadventures]

Rebirth au: Does Jaune still have his imposter syndrome and some ptsd going strong? He didn’t really get any therapy for those back when, and his family has no reason to get him any now to their knowledge.

And does Jeanne still get practically everyone’s instant love while Jaune is still pretty much mostly overlooked despite them basically glued to the hip?

The Stillness of the Storm

Jaune sat on a fallen log near the lake that lay near their his home. He sat there, and basked in the warmth of a the summers sun, listened to the wind that gently blew threw his hair. His gaze never wavering as he saw the ripples upon the lake as he skipped stones across it.

He took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, basking in this tranquil environment he found himself in. If only if it could have lasted just a little longer.

: Ah-ha! There ya are!

Jaune: Haa… You need something, Jeanne? If not, I’d like to be left alone.

Jeanne: That’s precisely why I’m here! You told mom, you we’re going to that lake, and you didn’t bother to tell anyone else.

Jaune: Didn’t bother to tell you.

Jeanne: Exactly! Why didn’t you tell me you were going to the lake, I would have joined you!

Jaune: You don’t have to follow me everywhere like a golden retriever now do you? Besides, did it ever occur to you that I wanted some time to myself, alone?

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Noooo… No I didn’t…

Jaune: How rude.

Jeanne: I-I’ll go then… Sorry.

Jaune: No. No you can stay… Besides I want to talk to you about something.

Jaune patted the log, as he watched, Jeanne. She gave him a curious look before she walked over, and sat down next to him.

Jeanne: Talk about what?

Jaune: …

Jaune: We… We have the memories of our past lives… I remember nearly everything I experienced in that life. And, yet… I don’t feel bad about that life I lived.

Jeanne: What do you mean?

Jaune: I don’t feel any… Pain… From that past life. I felt hated, ignore, and neglected by everyone in that life. And, it only got worse after I met you, them the Fall happened, and… I carried so much pain for years… Then I saw you again, and it was just so happy when I died… And, now… There’s no longer any pain…

Jeanne: Nothing?

Jaune: Nothing. I thought I would be upset about something… Instead I feel fine. Happy. It feels…

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Well… People are treating you the way you always wanted to be treated; with respect, and love. Mom, and Dad aren’t dismissing you, and are actually encouraging you, most of the time that is. You’re getting the, Huntsman training you always longed for. Maybe you’re just upset because you finally got what you always wanted, and you just don’t know how to react to it.

Jaune: Hmm… That kinda makes sense. Not that bad all in all.

Jeanne: Honestly I thought you would be going through some PTSD shit right now…

Jaune: For what? I’ve more, or less come to terms with all of things that happened to me, and all the things I did as well. The Fall, losing, Pyrrha, killing, Penny, killing, Cinder, them dying. I’ve accepted it, I’ve made peace with what happened in that life.

Jeanne: Really? I thought there would be some trauma from something you’ve experienced; I mean you saw a lot of people get killed, and even killed… Wait, did you say you killed, Penny. As in, Penny Polendina?!

Jaune: Yeah, I killed her. D-Didn’t I mention that?

Jeanne: NO?!! Why the hell would you kill such a sweet girl?!

Jaune: Oh… Well I guess it’s story time then.

Jeanne: It better be a good one!

Jaune: Okay…? Anyway, this was during the fall of, Atlas. Penny was hacked, she became this homicidal android that you see in those shows.

Jeanne: Penny was hacked? What was it some sort of semblance?

Jaune: No, she was literally hacked.

Jeanne: Like a computer?

Jaune: Yep.

Jeanne: The hell are you talking about?

Jaune: Oh, you probably wouldn’t have know about this… Yeah, uhh… Penny was, is, will be? Penny’s an android!

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: S-Seriously…?

Jaune: Yep. Seen her schematics myself.

Jeanne: Okay… Kinda explains why she’s so quirky… So, you killed her because she went murder bot on you?

Jaune: No… Penny had the, Maiden powers…

Jeanne: Mystical wizard energy.

Jaune: Yeah, so she was hacked, so in order to save her, Team RWBY used the, Relic of Creation to create her a new body, this one was made of flesh, and blood. So she was free from her corruption. After that we used the, Relics powers to escape the destruction of, Atlas. It made these magical bridges that lead to, Vacuo. Then, Cinder, and her companion, Neo got on, and attacked us. And, during the fighting, Penny got hit… It was fatale… So in order to stop, Cinder from getting the, Maiden powers, Penny asked me to kill her. And, I…

Jeanne: Killed her…

Jaune: Yeah, I did… Haa… I’ve accepted that fact I did that, and I’ve long since come to terms with what I did that day, and how necessary it was… But, it seems I still don’t like talking about it…

Jeanne: Whoa… You never caught a break now did you?

Jaune: Nope. Never did. Haa, enough about me, and my past trauma. I’ve had enough with living in the past…

Jeanne: Okay, but if you need to talk about it, about anything at all, I’m here for you.

Jaune: I know, Jeanne, I know.

Jaune ruffled his little sisters hair, before returning his gaze back to the lake. They stay there, basking in the silence until, Jaune broke the silence as a though stride across his mind.

Jaune: Hey, Jeanne?

Jeanne: Yeah?

Jaune: I haven’t noticed, but are people still treating you as little miss perfect?

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Ehhh… No… No they are not~!

Jaune: …?

Jeanne: …

Jaune: What did you get?

Jeanne: W-What I didn’t get anything! What, just because I have a cute face, and a smile that shines like the sun, you think I would instantly be given some sort of gift?! That, such an outrageous accusation, absolutely so!

Jaune: …

Jaune: What did you get.

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: A 30% discount on my new weapons…

Jaune: 30%?!

Jeanne: I just smiled, and said thanks for her creating my new weapons, and she gave me the discount on the spot! I wasn’t planning on getting a discount!

Jaune: Wait… Didn’t you say you went to this armourer when you first got your weapons made…?

Jeanne: Uhh…

Jaune: Meaning you knew if you flashed her your pearly white, and that weird sunshine smile thing you’ve got you would get a discount didn’t you…?

Jeanne looked away from, Jaune nervousness etched in her face. She returned, Jaune’s gaze with her most endearing smile, smiling from cheek to cheek. A halo of light illuminating her golden hair, all the while, Jaune stared on with the most deadpan expression he could muster.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Imma throw you into the lake now.

Jeanne: W-What?! Hey, put me down!

Jaune: Into the deep with you!

Jaune picked, Jeanne up effortlessly, and hurled , Jeanne into the lake. She screamed in terror as she flew through the air where she landed with a hard splash. She emerged from the river a few moments later sputtering, and wiping her long hair out of her face. She shot daggers at her brother as he smugly smiled at her.

Jeanne: Jaune?! Now I’m all wet!

Jaune: Just use your semblance to dry yourself off, you should be fine. Hopefully…

Jeanne: You know I don’t have such fine control over my semblance yet!

Jaune: Then learn to!

Jeanne: Grrr!!!

Jaune: Now quit playing around, supper should be ready soon. And, you know how mom gets when were late.

Jeanne: I’m not playing around! And, are you going to help me, or what?!

Jaune: Mmmm… No. imma go now: Bye~!

Jeanne: What?! No! Come back here!

Jaune: You’ll never take me alive!

Jeanne: JAUNNNNNNE!?!

And, with that the twins ran back home; one cackling like a madman, while the other ran like hell to enact her vengeance upon her older twin.

All in all, just another typical day for the, Arc family.