#OR BOTH BETWEEN KNOWING THAT HE HASNT MOVED ON AND BELIEVING THAT HE HAS AND THEYRE BOTH LIKE “why not me?”

[kalofi]

zl fic idea

hii everyone i wrote something yesterday about an au idea i had for zolu and. i thought i'd share it here since its a bit too messy and disjointed in places to post on like. ao3 or something.

4.7k words, warning for temporary major character death but do not worry all will be fixed in due time. i'll put the rest under the cut

ok i have an idea for an au thats like kind of reincarnation but like reality displacement but like. okay just listen.

so we start at laughtale. its a couple years into the future from where we are in canon the strawhats are achieving their dreams luffy is about to find the one piece theres a big battle happening between them and the blackbeard pirates and whoever the fuck else is there idc. the rest of the strawhats are fighting the bb crew while luffy and zoro head off to find the one piece and also end up fighting black beard himself. luffy and zoro atp r like basically a thing but they never talk about it cuz theyre luffy and zoro and they kind of just exist with each other but like. theyre basically in love and everyone knows it. anyway they go off together luffy has the one piece almost in his grasp blackbeard attacks they fight its a big battle blood is shed bones are broken uumm in my mind luffy and zoro are like teaming up against bb bc his devil fruit is lowk broken and op and like ok theres gear5 too but i didnt rly consider that so lets just assume bb’s devil fruit can negate gear5 somehow or luffy exhausts it before bb is fully defeated. 

finally theyre able to knock bb down and hes out and theyre both tired and worn but they DID IT and the one piece is luffys and theyre facing each other grinning ear to ear and zoros saying “you ready, king of the pirates?” and luffy laughs and goes “not just yet zoro, i still gotta-“ and then theres a spear piercing right through his chest. and in the next moment its gone. 

theres a gaping hole through his captain and theres blood, theres so much blood and luffy’s still smiling like he hasnt realized it yet, like it hasnt even registered. zoros ears are ringing and he doesnt know what to make of whats hes seeing because its just not real, it CANT be. 

he looks over luffy’s shoulder and blackbeard is on the ground with his hand outstretched , black energy coiling back into his form and he’s laughing and laughing with bloodstained teeth. hes fucking laughing. one moment zoro is still standing parallel to luffy and the next hes in front of blackbeard and the mans head is rolling through the dirt and gravel, wado dripping crimson, a terrible gap toothed grin still stretching the man’s cheeks. 

zoro is breathing heavy, hes trembling and hes almost mesmerized by the blood pooling around a lacerated neck— then he’s remembering luffy and turning around and calling his name and he can see right through him theres a HOLE right through him and he chokes and stumbles and rushes to his side right as luffy starts to crumple to the floor . catches him and lowers him gently and doesnt know what to say. 

hes still shaking but cant move his mouth and everything is muffled, the sounds from the battle outside are distant and they dont matter but what does he do. what does he do. 

he snaps out of it when luffy gently calls his name. a strong “zoro,” like hes not fazed at all. like there isnt blood soaking into zoros clothes. 

his brain kickstarts and he’s speaking. saying things like “youre ok you’ll be ok” and “choppers right outside i’ll just call him and he’ll fix you right up” and “you always bounce back, right captain?” and hes thinking “dont die please dont fucking die. not now, not when we’re this close please dont fucking die” and hes silently praying to all the gods he doesnt believe in but luffy calls his name again and his mouth clicks shut. luffys saying it’ll be fine, that he had fun. that hes proud to have made it this far with all of them. and those sound a lot like parting words so zoro’s shaking his head no but luffy is still smiling. hes saying that hes glad he had zoro, that he made him happy. hes saying to tell everyone he’s glad they met, that hes glad they all had each other, that he knows theyll be just fine . 

zoro wants to say that luffy should tell that to them himself, when hes wrapped up and recovering and alive but his mouth is glued shut again and he feels that interrupting luffy now would be cursing him to death, like his words are the only thing keeping him tethered here, he just needs to get him to keep talking to stay awake. 

he tries to smile but it comes out ugly and wrong and he feels his lip wobble so he drops it. he settles on rubbing his thumb on luffys shoulder. something to keep him here. 

so he rubs and luffy talks little things until he cant anymore. until his eyes grow dull and his skin loses its warmth and still zoro rubs and he rubs.

—

thats how law finds them. zoro hunched over a body that should never be as still as it is. and its really no surprise hes there, hes been gunning for the one piece since the time he could captain a ship (or a submarine) but it all feels so wrong. 

zoro either doesnt notice him or doesnt care, but either way the man doesnt acknowledge law until he’s right behind him. its not like law can say anything to announce himself either, not after seeing the state of the body that zoros currently holding. the body that used to be luffy’s. hes still processing it all when the other man(the one whos alive) finally speaks. 

zoro asks if hes got a devil fruit. less of a question and more of a statement, but he should know anyway since theyve spent considerable time together and hes literally seen him use it. law cant unstick his jaw so he hums in affirmation. “and you can switch stuffs’ places?” another hum. “what about time.” 

that makes law pause. “what?” his voice comes out stronger than he feels. 

“what about time? can you switch things in time?” by this point law has awakened his devil fruit or some shit dont sweat the logistics but hes never tried anything of that sort so he kind of stumbles “im not- maybe? ive never attempted-“ zoro interrupts “send me back” 

“what?” 

“send me back so i can fix this. you can do that, right.” it clicks. law would pity zoro if he didnt know any better, instead he just feels mounting despair and resignation. 

he may not be crew, but he knew luffy too, he was allied with the man for fucks sake, and this just feels- wrong. he sighs, a tired, heavy thing. 

“what about your crew?” its useless. zoros as stubborn as his captain, with arguably a handful more screws loose. “it wont matter. they’ll never know because i’ll make sure this doesnt happen.” he still hasnt turned around. law doesnt know what expression hes making and hes sure he never wants to find out. 

hes ready to deny it, cut his losses and head for the one piece himself (hes not heartless, but if he stands here any longer and has to look at. well. he think he might never be able to move again) but then he really thinks about it. could he? would it even be possible? surely this isnt the way things were supposed to go, surely this isnt right. luffys never been one who was supposed to die just like that, like this, law knows that much. he thinks hes going to regret this, but he counts it as one last thank you for everything luffy did for him. 

youre gonna owe me big time strawhat-ya. if i even remember this, that is. 

he puffs a breath “i can try. i cant- promise anything but. i think we both know this,” he makes a vague, weak gesture, “isnt right.” 

zoro doesnt say anything, law didnt expect him to. he just bows his head slightly and law takes that as the acknowledgment it is. 

he brings his hand up, “dont do anything stupid, zoro-ya. or, at least, make it stupid enough to bring him back.” 

he positions his fingers in way so familiar, but the weight of it now is nearly unbearable.

room.

shambles

—

zoro’s world shatters, differently than before, and then theres nothing.

—

he wakes up in bed, bleary eyed and a pounding headache assaulting his senses. his alarm clock is going off which only adds to the drumbeat against his eyes. he grumbles and whacks around aimlessly to shut it off. the silence lasts a moment before his eyes fly open and he jolts up, sheets pooling around his waist. luffy. where was he? where was zoro? did the crew find him and take him back to the ship? did law fail? but this didnt look like chopper’s office.

he looks around to find hes in a room hes never seen before in his life, yet he instinctively knows is his. it all feels so wrong, like he doesnt belong in his own skin. he scratches lightly at his arm. he needs to go to work. 

work?

what the fuck is happening. 

its like his mind is at war with itself, one truth trying to dominate over the other. he trained at sensei’s dojo. he aged out of foster care. he was a swordsman, he was the first mate of the strawhat pirates. he didnt go to college, hes working construction. he made a promise, and kuina died. kuina…died. huh. his captain, his luffy, someone he knew so intimately and who knew him in turn. hes never met someone with that name his entire life. he needs to go to work, he needs to find his crew. 

he doesn’t understand what the fuck is happening. 

without his permission his legs stand him right up and he moves confusedly, surely, to the bathroom he didnt know he had. his reflection stares back at him in the mirror and its him, of course it is, he doesnt know why he expected someone else, but hes also…different. he has both function of his eyes, first of all. a scar in the same place as before but its light and healed over and doesnt seem to have blinded him like it once did. his hair is green, sure, but black roots peek out from underneath the familiar shade. hes grown stubble, he should shave. he needs to go to work. 

hes so confused, but his body moves like its been doing this its whole life. as far as zoro knows, it has. 

he continues getting ready, mind still at odds, and makes himself a cup of coffee (in his own kitchen. his own kitchen? the state of it leaves less to be desired. sanji would surely skin him alive) before tucking into his shoes, grabbing his wallet and keys and heading out the door. he seems to live in a single room apartment, and a crummy one at that. his legs move him faster, he has to go to work, he cant be late again (again?).

his car is parked outside the building, he has no fucking clue what it is but he unlocks it all the same and settles in. he feels like he shouldnt be operating this sort of machinery. franky would know better than him how it must work. he starts it up and backs out. trusting his gut to get him where he needs to be. he should be more concerned, he should be frantic and inconsolable, his captain was dead in his arms and now hes? what? going to lay some bricks or some shit? but he finds that part of him dulled in favor of following whatever mundanity this body is pushing him towards. 

uumm whatever whatever he arrives at work eventually i dont know how construction jobs work are there offices or something. idc thats not the point. johnny and yosaku are there and zoro is surprised to see them since, as far as he knows, the last time they were with each other was at arlong park which was years ago for him. but the two greet him like this is a daily occurence, like theyve been working together for years. and zoro thinks, knows, they must have. but this is good, this is great fucking news actually because until now theres been no confirmation if zoro was here alone (wherever “here” is) but now his proof is right in front of him because if johnny and yosaku are here, and they exist the same as from before, then that must mean everyone else is here too right? he clings onto this hope with both hands trembling. 

nami, usopp, the cook and chopper and robin and franky, brook, jinbe and fuck. fuck, luffy. theyve got to be here somewhere, zoro just has to find them. hes not sure if they remember things like he does but hes got to try because they are his as much as he has always been theirs and they should all exist together as it has always been. 

so then yeah he finishes his shift because its what hes ‘supposed’ to do but he doesnt go home. he drives around aimlessly before pulling into a random lot and pulling out his phone (theres no snail attached to it. weird.) he doesnt even know where to begin. hes not usually the one coming up with plans, he just goes where theres blood need to be shed. but no one seems to be in any danger here except for maybe himself, and its not like he has his swords anyway- shit. fuck did he still have wado? he must have right? he knows there was a kuina that existed here too, he knows because he remembers. and she, well she wasnt around anymore so he must have wado. he must. with shaking fingers he pushes that aside for now, though barely. he needs to find luffy, but he wouldnt even know where to start. luffy could probably find the rest of their crew by simply wandering around and happening upon them, thats how he did it before. but zoro has no idea where he’d be, he doesnt even know where he is. nami or robin would be a good bet to at least form a plan, but he wouldnt know how to find them either. 

is there even a coco village here? would robin still be part of baroque works? he needs someone who has a defined location that he could google or something (what the hell is google?). usopp would be at syrup village right? shit. is there even a drum island? these are all too broad, he needs something specific. specific…..a place with an identifiable name, somewhere smaller that would be easier to stake out…

a lightbulb goes off. 

fucking shit he thinks. of course. of fucking course it would come down to the cook. 

he types in “baratie” to his maps and a location pops up, just 27 minutes from where he is now. he hasnt eaten yet either, so he figures thats killing two birds with one stone. he taps the address, backs out of the lot and drives. 

(if it takes him nearly an hour to get there thats nobodys business but his own)

he pulls up to the building about a quarter after 7. it seems packed enough already, but if memory serves him right then that was just par for the course for baratie. he parks, gets out and locks his car, then shoves his hands in his pocket and resigns himself to another oncoming migraine hes sure to get upon interacting with the man hes certain is waiting somewhere inside. 

the tables are full, the host tells him, he slips a 20 from his wallet and suddenly (of course) theyre more than willing to serve him. 

he gets settled in a far and somewhat isolated booth and a waiter comes up to him, but he cuts the man off as hes introducing himself and says “you got a blonde working here? stupid ass side part with a weird eyebrow? goes by sanji” the waiter looks shocked and put off by his rudeness but quickly collects himself and says “we might. depends on whos asking” zoro snorts “just tell him hes got someone who wants to talk to him,” he cringes at this next part, tries to smile but knows it comes off as a sneer. hes not sure if he still has conquerors haki wherever he happens to be now, but he tries to channel that energy the same way he would if he were in battle and says “tell him im a fan.” the waiters eyes widen, in fear or surprise zoros not sure (most likely a mix of both) before he nods and scurries across the floor, weaving in between patrons and coworkers alike until he disappears behind the double doors to the kitchen. 

zoro sits with his arms crossed and skims through the menu out of boredom and impatience. its a couple minutes before he sees a familiar head of blonde hair emerge from across the way. a smile climbs onto his face despite himself. sure, the guy annoyed him to hell and back and their…friendship (if you could really call it that) was a tumultuous one, but it was good to see someone familiar nonetheless. he schools his expression before the blonde can spot him. a few moments pass before hes standing right in front of zoro, his stupid suit primped and pressed as always, and a cautious look on his face. 

“you asked for me?” his tone is the one he only reserves for men who he deems not worth his time. zoro grits his teeth but says “yeah, theres something ive gotta discuss with you.” 

hes never been one for tact, forever blunt unlike his swords. 

sanji quirks a brow “i dont plan on talking about anything with anyone unless theyre a paying customer” zoro feels his eyebrow twitch but grabs his menu nonetheless and points to a random item without looking “i’ll have this then, and whatever booze you got.” sanji leans in to see what hes pointing to before his one visible eye widens and a grin slowly overtakes his previously unaffected face. 

he speaks condescendingly. “wonderful choice sir, coming right up.” before zoro can get another word in he grabs the menu out of his hand, spins on his heel, and marches back to the kitchen. 

zoro clenches his fists and does his best not to grind his teeth into a fine dust. no matter where they are or what displacement in time the fucking curly brow never fails to be absolutely insufferable. at least this way though, zoro knows its him for real. 

its another 20 minutes before the shit cook reemerges from the back with a platter and a mug in his hand. he steps up to zoros table and places the plate and cup down in front of him with a smug look. zoro has no idea what the fuck hes looking at on his plate. he doesnt have time to question it before sanji plops down in the booth seat across from him, disregarding all previous faux-professionale and asking “so what do you want” zoro tears his eyes away from his plate and looks into sanji’s, trying to convey as much emotion, as much urgency as he possibly can. 

“luffy needs us. and we have to find him” whatever the cook was expecting him to say, it definitely wasnt that. the other man regards him more warily now, looking him up and down with a tense frown before replying “i dont know what the hell youre talking about. and i dont appreciate being mocked or having my time wasted” he goes to stand up but zoro grabs his wrist, yanking him back down unceremoniously. 

he blinks before rounding back on zoro, flaring his nostrils in a way zoro knows means hes about to get himself in deep shit “oi, what the fuck do you think youre-“ he doesnt let him finish “im not mocking you. this isnt some stupid prank or whatever youre thinking. and despite how much i would enjoy punching your teeth in right now im not looking for a fight either.” 

the cook still looks affronted but seems to actually be listening. zoro continues “look, i dont know what the fuck is going on. i was at laughtale with you and the others, with luffy, and then i woke up and now im here and i dont know how but this is all wrong. its all wrong but i need to find luffy and fuck, i cant do it alone. i need your help to find him. find everyone.” the blondes eye is wide, but he blinks and its gone. he looks more tired than zoro has ever seen him 

“im not paid enough for this shit. i dont know why i even-“ he looks like hes getting ready to leave again but zoro is desperate at this point so he blurts out whatever he thinks will convince the other man hes not bullshitting.

“we met you here, at the baratie. me and nami and usopp and luffy. luffy busted through one of your walls so your old man punished him by making him wash dishes. i dont, i dont know what luffy said to you, or how he convinced you to join us, but he changed your life like he did mine. we sailed together, and we had each others backs no matter how much we got on each others nerves. you were our cook. i was our swordsman. luffy was our captain and youd do anything to help him, i know you would, same as me. youre a pervert and an asshole and a damn annoyance, but youre strong. i could still kick your ass though” if the cook’s eyebrow could go any higher hes sure itd be clear off his forehead by now. 

“and you- your dream. you wanted to find the all blue.” he stalls there, engine sputtering. zoro doesnt know what else to say, so he snaps his mouth shut. 

the blonde is still gaping at him like a fish, but he mouths the phrase “all blue” like hes been searching for it his whole life, like he always knew but just never had the words. 

he blinks. 

then he blinks again, rapidly. there are tears pooling in his eyes. his mouth flaps for a moment before he seems to finally be able to push out words. 

“you- zoro?” he sounds small. he sounds hopeful. zoro grins. 

“yeah, yeah its me.” sanji stares at him a moment, then looks around, as if hes seeing everything with clear eyes for the very first time. zoro figures he might as well be. 

“holy shit. holy shit.” 

zoro laughs, a rough thing. theres a ball in his throat that he cant seem to dislodge. “nice to have you back, curly brow” sanji’s gaze snaps back to him before he scowls and tries wiping away the tears that are now streaking down his cheeks. its useless though, it seems they cant stop. zoro laughs again at the sorry state of the asshole in front of him, this time more full and genuine. he feels so relieved he doesnt know what to do with himself. 

“yeah yeah, whatever dick head.” sanji grumbles. zoro quiets down, glances away, lets him have his moment. “fuck, mosshead, im still on the clock and you unload all this on me? how the hell am i supposed to finish the rest of my shift?” his words are sharp but he doesnt sound angry at all. in fact, when zoro turns back to look, hes smiling. 

“you remember now though, dont you?” he has to be sure. 

“what does it look like, dumbass? think im tearin’ up cuz of pollen or some shit?” the cook rolls his eye. theyre both silent for a moment, trapped in their own heads, before he speaks up again. “so, what now?” zoro doesnt even have to think before he answers “we find everyone else, obviously.” “well no shit, but how?” zoro glances to the side. “i was hoping youd figure that out” sanji stares before bursting out laughing. zoro scowls and hunches into his shoulders. 

“of course!” sanji cackles “of course your dumbass wouldnt know what to do! you probably just typed in the most recognizable place you could remember and hoped one of us would be there!” zoro doesn’t answer, because yes thats what he fucking did, but it worked didnt it? he doesnt see whats so funny. 

“fuck you.” 

he wants nothing more than to bash that smarmy mouth in, but the familiar egging settles something in his soul. sanji gasps a few breaths before calming down, now wiping tears from his eyes for a completely different reason. 

“alright alright, well lets figure this out then, yeah? we figure out how we got here then we can figure out how to get back right? simple enough” 

zoro nods, “law was-“ he stops. remembers dull eyes and clammy skin and wrong wrong wrong. he shakes his head, “no, no we cant” sanji looks at him confused. 

“we cant go back,” zoro presses, “not until i fix things. i promised i would” the other man seems to pick up on his panic and his mood dampens, becomes more serious. ��promised what?” 

zoros never been one to sugarcoat, but now he wishes he could find a way to soften the blow hes about to deal. he inhales, pushes the breath out. says, “luffy died, sanji.” the fact the hes actually using the other mans name seems to fly right over his head in favor of the first part. “what?” zoro huffs, is he really gonna make him say it again? “luffy di-“ sanji interrupts, angry now, fists clenched and whitened from the pressure “i heard what you said. but what do you mean.” 

he doesnt want to have to tell sanji what happened, doesnt want to talk about it at all, wants to slice it up into small enough pieces that it very well may have never existed.

he told law the others wouldn't have to know, that he would make sure of it, but he's realizing now just how unrealistic that is. as much faith as zoro places in his own abilities, he's aware he's only one man.

and, he figures, if there's anyone i can trust enough to share a burden heavy as this with, might as well be the one who's strength i'd count on just as much as my own.

sanji cant help if he doesnt know what went down once they got separated at laughtale, so zoro sets his shoulders, clenches his fists, prepares himself like hes riding into a battle he knows he has no chance of winning—hes the first mate for fucks sake—and resigns himself to filling the other man in on every horrible detail

by the end, the cook looks much the same as zoro feels, pale-faced and shaky. he runs a trembling hand through his hair and clenches his eye shut. “fuck mosshead, thats…” he doesnt bother finishing, and zoro stays silent—already knowing just how much of a shitty situation it is that theyve found themselves in.

—

(btw the reason sanji was so smug about what zoro randomly chose on the menu is bc its one of their most expensive dishes. even upon regaining his memories he still makes zoro pay it cuz hes an asshole like that. business is business 😁)

uuummm i dont feel like detailing the rest basically my idea is that they work together to try and track down all the members as well as law, since hes also a part of this. i dont know how or when or in what order but i do know finding luffy would come last. so yes its zolu but for a majority of it more in spirit than anything. maybe i can throw in some luffy pov of him living with ace and sabo . he knows something is off but cant place his finger on what. he knows something is missing but hes got his brothers with him so what else could he possibly need? etc etc. you get the idea

[wiretism]

Hai :3 do u have any wacky wild michael hcs

oh do i!

both adult and teen. loser has been on my mind again.

He gets super fucking cold for no reason and blamed it on ghosts until after fnaf 6 where he brought it up as a joke and the ghost kids were like "...none of us did that" and now he's convinced theres a whole extra ghost after him. (it was cc he didnt mean to initially but cassidy thought it was funny)

He talked to the animatronics all the fuckin time. like he just. chatted with them. especially the fnaf 2 ones. charlie had to sit there and watch him talk to actual robots thinking they were kids. they werent and she told him that in fnaf 6 because she found it so fucking funny

clumsy as HELL i know that man was banging his knee in the SL vents and swearing under his breath

teen mike was also clumsy. probably split his lip on concrete all the time as a kid.

he was also the kinda kid to say "nah, check this out!!" and wake up in the hospital

this is a gross one but. he dealt with bugs a lot post scoop (especially. flies. and what comes with them. iykyk). he'd come into work on mondays smelling like a can of bug repellant. you wont believe what he showers with instead of water.

He was williams least favorite but they had a weird relationship between him moving out and elizabeths death. like some days william despised him and michael just wanted to blow them both up with his mind and some days he comes home like "Hey mike whats up want some pizza for dinner tonight?" and michaels like "fuck yeah why not."

he's henrys favorite afton as a teen and he knows it. and he uses it. Henry fuckin loved that kid he had the man wrapped around his finger. William also notices it and he gets mad at henry over it.

in relation to that, henry was really gentle with michael which was. not helpful im sorry 😭

mike sleeps pretty casually. hes not a light sleeper but not a deep sleeper. unless hes tired. if he hasnt been getting enough sleep youll know because he sleeps like a ROCK.

he fucking loves italian food. for no reason. he just does

he unironically eats beans on toast. He tried it as a joke and then just. never stopped.

he still has his foxy mask it just doesnt fit him. he tries it on again and it hurts his head

cannot afford to go out to eat often and GOD does he complain about it. he is SO FUCKING LOUD when he complains about it. he wants his takeout man

Loves animals but they hate him. A crow tried to take a bite out of him post scoop once nad he had to fight for his life. bro saw his family for a moment there

he is so polite most of the time but if you talk to him after his shift he'll fuck you up. rudest bitch on the block and he was an asshole teen so he knows how to run his mouth

he plays solitaire.

does not know about the context but whenever hes depressed he says "tomorrow is another day" because time moves on anyways!!!! also idk i think its neat

he ate shit in the middle of his shift once and bashed his face on one of the counters and his coworker found the blood the next day and managed to start a rumor that someone died there until michael came in to work with his face bandaged up.

these are so rambly but funny so im gonna keep going

skateboards <3 totally tried to show off and ate shit until william told him if he went to the hospital again he'd take the skateboard. he still ate shit. just hid it better.

taught evan to do a lot. If he didnt feel like bullying him (for an array of reasons, but the biggest is just. boredom. or loneliness. or a mix) he'd teach him something just because he could. skipping rocks, flying a kite. michael doesnt remember it very well but evan does

cassidy kicked him in the knee so hard he was limping for an hour and so he found the golden freddy suit and kicked it too at one point. she didnt feel it tho. and jumpscared him out of spite.

he loves dogs and once brought evan to see one because his friends were busy and he hates being alone and the dog bit the shit out of evan. foreshadowing.

oh yeah i totally think he gets lonely btw. do not leave that guy alone he will get very sad and pathetic!!!

im capping myself here because jesus christ.

[fruit-salad-ship]

Cute Roman AU thought. One of the gardeners that Peach talks to suggests planting something that she can care for, like an olive tree. Something that would grow with her as she grows more accustomed to her new life with Plum and Grey. Even better later when she can eat the fruits of her labor.

I dont knwo why Rome AU always gets SO out of hand writing wise. Im so sorry guys.

theres probably a billion spelling errors here, i scrambled to get this down, and have yet to read it back or check it over. so. good luck.

she started small, her days off were spent caring for the hot weather plants, her favorites were the lavender and herbs that left their earthy smell on her hands for hours if she's been working them. Its miles from the dirt and blood and sweat and grime of the pits, its clean and fresh and bright and she adores it, quick to volenteer to take any herbs needed to the kitchen if the task needs doing.

plum notices, of course she does, this is her newest and most damaged little repair project to date, and one shes become increasingly fond of. Peach currently lives in staff accomodation, admittedly more barracks with amenities, most staff go home after their shifts to actual homes and families, but peach is a permanent resident with her own room and key, a first sure, but perhaps she could do with something a little more...homely. So plum plans to move her to one of the guest houses, a small but homely space, no more sharing her room with others. Plum knows peach will be difficult about this, so asks her to accompany her to the guest house, one of several on her properties, to just help do it up a bit. A slight lie. It admittedly is one of the lesser used one, and a lot of furniture has been stored in there.

Its a dusty mess, some rats scamper out, the yard out back is overgrown, but its got good strong walls, roofs in perfect condition, keeps the rain out. Peach is the one to do the lions share, no way is this a Plum job, she didnt let her lift a single ipece of furniture, even though plum muddles about fussing with decorations and sweeping and such. By the end of the day the two have been cleaning and organising for hours, only really pausing to discuss what decorations to go with from the wide assortment of things stored there, peach finds it odd that Plum would make her choose, but her boss had a habit of trying to get her to show her opinions, so she tried to indulge. The space felt...cosy, little kicthen, a tall ceilinged living space, windows with lots of light pouring in. the log store was filled, cushions beaten of dust, debris swept out, and bed made, a bed with fine sheets of the softest cotton, a real luxury to someone who'd spent her life on stone floors and wooden benches. Peach found it oddly cathartic to sort the space, taking up her shield that'd been placed down to work, the space ready for future guests as she stood back taking it in.

A knock on the door pulled them both, seeing Grey stick his head in, expressing how nice it was in there now. In his hands was a plant, its roots wrapped in a sack so as to not spread dirt everywhere. He hands it to peach who says nothing, just takes it to hold, its her job after all, as he keeps snooping around with a jolly disposition. once returned he asks where she's going to plant that thing, to which Plum shoves him with her elbow to stop, and he gathers that the topic hasnt been brought up yet, immediatly shutting up. Peach just standing there, clueless, looking between them, this sappling in her arms, not daring to ask a question, it wasnt her place to do that. Plum kind of laughs, breathes, knows this will be less than painless, pulling a key from a pocket within her robes, placing it on the table.

You can see the realisation sink in, the cogs ticking as she explains that this place, his home, is now peach's, to do what she wants with, no more barracks, no more sharing space. its an outskirt space, no one ever uses it, and she believes its time this woman, who came to her so damaged and so skittish, had something she could feel truly proud of. Peach...doesnt understand. Tries to explain that she couldnt afford to buy it, is this maybe a house sitting gig until the real owners come home to it? perhaps....a joke? shes not too sure what constitutes a joke just yet, but this could be one??? they have to sit her down and clearly lay out that no ones coming for the building, theres a quarter acre around it thats hers to play with, that theres no repayment, no trick or trap, and if she leaves or moves, that it fall back to plum as her property. Until then, its in Peach's name. It's hers. No strings. Grey says the plant he brought was a house warming gift, apologising for runing the surprise with a laugh, it wasnt his intention.

Peach is left to sit in this space, still processing, the other two suggesting she move her things to here now her shift was over, they'd come back for dinner in a couple hours to celebrate the move with her.

Shes on the plush chair, sat with this plant in her lap, blinking hard as she looks around, unsure if she should move? if she can touch stuff, or like...what??? it takes a few minutes, well, half an hour, shes not sure what to do, but the plant needs water, its the one thing to spur her to move from her position, sat tightly wound, in a confused silence.

The garden was fenced off kind of, areas collapsed in on themselves, all long grass, the scattering of trees and rocky earth feeling very natrual. she stands in the kitchen doorway leading out to a cobbled area, what was once a clothesline fallen, holding that plant perhaps a little too tight without realising it, looking around with no clue at all what to do. Theres a well about five meters away from the house. Its a first step, having to rummage in the long grass to find the rope and bucket that would bring water up to her, dumping the plant in it while crouched in the sun. This had to be a joke right?

The pair return and shes sat out in the last minutes of sun on an old crate, just kind of staring off, only noticing them when they open the gate into the yard, sitting straighter, back on her best behaviour. Shes still in her work gear, her shift ended hours ago, but she sat in the armour this whole time, something Grey points out, adjusting how hes carrying a small crate of things, bottles and vegetables poking out from the top. She didnt realise, apolagising, so spaced out. Meanwhile Plums gone inside, a plate of ingrediants in hand, placing it down and noticing nothings been touched, and upon looking in the closet in the bedroom, none of peach's clothes are put in there, nothing of hers is here at all in fact. Peach is startled when her boss shouts out to her, asking why shes not got her stuff yet, unable to find an answer. What did she mean? like. her things? was she a stay in guard for this place or something?? It doesnt really click, but she can't argue as Plum grabs her hand and pulls her away from the place, Grey staying behind to start cooking up a storm. Peach is brought to the barracks, Plum nagging her to get out of her work gear, her days ended, its time to relax. But...if shes guarding the house surely shes got to be in work gear? After getting her back into normal clothes, the boss grabs an empty wooden box, going straight to the guards old room, placing it on the bed. Peach just stands there, not 100% sure why shes putting her books in there, or her little weird looking rock collection that lined the windowceil, or the spare dagger she kept under her pillow. She jumped to work when plum told her to start folding her clothes up and put them in the box too.

by the time the pair were walking back, the wreath peach made around her neck, placed there to carry it hands free by Plum, all her things in this wooden crate, wandering back in the low light of the creeping night hours, boss with a simple vase in her arms that she'd gifted her companion a while back now, stopping occasionally to pick a bit of grass or flower, adding it to the pot. each pause made peach stop, look back at her, try not to feel...nervous? her stomach turned, she didnt know that feeling, it was like nerves, but something was off about it.

The little house's chimney gently let smoke waft away, the light of candles and fireplace strangely inviting to the fighter, entering the space after her boss, seeing Grey turn to welcome them in once more, glad to see Plum pushing the big dope to the bedroom to unpack. Even while placing her clothes in the wardrobe there, a far finer piece of furniture, it wasnt sinking in, this felt like she was just some bit.

Grey and Plum watched from across the room as this huge woman, a usually daunting form sunk onto a couch, told to put her things where she wanted them, just kind of holding a bunch of rocks, glazed over, not sure what to do with them. even her posture looked timid, grey suggested she was just a little lost.

"She didnt have a room for years, then got a small space of her own and you saw how she was with it, everything taking up as little space as possible. And now she's got all this house to roam around in. Maybe she's just got too many choices to pick one?" A valid point, he'd been there where she was, he understood, though not to this degree, this was quite severe. Plum nodded, taking up a glass of wine as she approached the guard, watching her shift her posture again to seem more capable, not cowering or timid, back to guard mode. She'd break that behaviour yet, but for now, she sat, curled up close to Peach, her legs over the big womans lap, taking one of the rocks from her to look it over. She asked why it was special, tried to pry a conversation from her, pick something Peach could find words for, get the ball rolling. Slowly the woman managed to find a scentence, explaining its a rock that looks like the rocks from her home, dark, nearly a blackish purple. Plum kept choosing different rocks, each being placed on the table as peach told her of the reason she kept all of them one by one. 9 rocks, all odd, some sparkly, others a cool shape or from a place she got to visit and enjoyed. It seemed to calm her, enough to at least not sit so stiffly, though she was really taking up as little real estate on the couch as possible. It was just nice to be with Grey and Plum for her, the smell of cooking, the sound of them joking and laughing, it was nice. even if she was still a little lost.

That clueless nature didnt seem to leave Peach, not during dinner, not after while they drank and laughed, not when they all made it to the bedroom, nor when she woke up with them both there still fast asleep, creeping off in the morning to pace around the little living space. The sun poured in through a window, calling the woman outside, the kitchen door opening to reveal the start of a new day.

Her eyes caught birds on the janky fence, a couple fields over a few deer grazed, wind in the trees, and then finally, the shrub in the bucket that she'd forgotten about. Bare footed she slunk out through the long grass, into the light to pull it from the water, setting it down gently as she looked around, if she did put it in dirt, would it be nice to have it close? maybe she'd put it somewhere she can see it from a window...hypothetically speaking.

Thats where they found her, Plum woke to find the fighter gone and immediatly panicked, rushing to throw a robe on before tracing behind her clear path, the back door open, she always drifted towards the light, and sure enough there peach was, out in the garden carrying around this plant in a bucket. she'd put it down, look at it, tilt her head, then pick it up and move it, and repeat this many a time, sometimes returning to an original spot to try to decide. Grey soon found his way out, putting water on for morning tea, joining plum in the doorway watching her watch the once nervous guard plod around trying to decide just one thing.

You can only imagine peachs horror when Grey called her, realising she'd gotten caught up in such a stupid thing, putting the tree down and coming over immedaitly. He handed her a cup, herbal smells rising from it, something she sipped gingerly. They asked where she'd put it, and she waved it off, she was just being stupid, it didnt matter, it was wherever they wanted it, not her decision. a dismissive behaviour that once again needed to be confronted, Plum taking her hand and pulling her back out to the garden gently. Yet again, she had to explain this was hers now, she HAD to decide where to put it, it was no one elses choice. Peach clams up, doesnt know what to do again, giving no answer, retracting in on herself as best she could to be quiet and not say what she was thinking. A face Plum had grown use to translating, asking her to say it, just spit it out, whatever was going on in her head, Grey in the door enjoying the sun, hoping this would be easier with time, a quiet pain as he heard what came next. It hammered home an unchangable fate, one both he and Peach could not truly escape.

"I can't own this. I don't have any rights to do so, i've been property since I was a child. I can't find love, or have freedom, I can't marry, I can't own a home, I can't start a buisness, or sign contracts to even rent this place, or to try to improve what i've been handed in life, I can't make decisions or choices that matter. This is just...something that'll be taken away the second someone finds out. And then you'll be in trouble and it'd be my fault. I can't accept this, in another life maybe, and in this one i'm truly grateful for the thought, I can't even begin to express what it means that you'd go this far for someone like me." Peach pulls her hand away from plums grasp gently, feeling the pit in her stomach grow deeper, aching. "I'm just sorry, you both did so much and I cant repay the favour. Even if I can't accept this you both spent so much time and effort on it all, it was wasted and I can't fix that. Trust me I would if I could."

The options she had were limited, a constant cause of anger and frustration normally, but this time, Peach just felt sad, defeated, doing her best to not let her feelings creep in. Plum said nothing, turned and made her way along the overgrown path, out to the gate, trudging back to the house across the property, a look of fury on her face as she met another guard on duty and got escorted away, something Peach caused in her own mind. There was no way that wasnt her fault, only flinching slightly as Grey put his hand on her shoulder, reassuring her that it was ok, this wasnt her fault. He knew, he'd seen Plum this mad before, she was about to do something decisive with that look on her face.

Work was difficult, Plum didnt say a word to anyone, she stayed in her study, and seemed to have several people in to see her in the morning, and just as many in the evening, her guards being posted up by the doors outside, Grey passing by on occasion to check in, to which she seemed fine. still mad. Peach didnt meet her gaze for two days, didnt want to make it worse, trying to take up jobs that kept her well out of the way. That was untill she was called by name to the office. Plum left through the big doors as she turned from a hand full of men all sat in fancy robes, smiling sweetly as she got a brief moment to face the guard who had no clue what was happening, her back to the guests, gone was her anger, this time worry set across her features. She had a moment where the doors shut and it was just her, Peach, and two guards either side of the doors stood to attention.

"You need to be on your best behaviour." Said as Plum pulled the sheathed sword from Peach's belt, taking her shield with the other hand, handing them off to a guard to hold, before fixing her hair a little, pushing strands from her face, wiping dust from her cheek, pulling the short cloak on her back over her shoulders a little to mask the sheer strength of her. The warrior had no idea what was happening, Plum gesturing for her to follow her after tepping back to look her over once more. Reentering the room the girls were met with stern looks, Peach didnt feel comfortable, her eyes set on the floor, not at all ready to meet the eyes of any of these well dressed, clearly powerful men. They wore jewels and gold, fine silks, watching as Plum took up her seat back at her desk, Peach doing what she was told, staying quiet, by her side, stood back and to attention.

They discussed, some asked questions about Peach's time with her newest employer, others wished to have an account from the old owner, sadly discovered dead not too long ago. Without a second testemony they tracked to her long, prolific stint in the arena, she was well known, many had seen her fight, some even challengeing her in the streets when she worked in her new guard role, not that she ever took the offer to battle up. Her bouts were brutal, efficient, she fought like ten men and didnt hesitate when confronted with danger. more than half the men that sat discussing her had seen first hand how vicious she was with a sword in her hand. The conversation seemed critical, negative, they didnt once ask peach anything, all questions directed to her owner, who was giving nothing but shining responses to paint a better picture.

Peach was eventually freed to resume her shift, leaving her boss in that room with the small group, all still discussing, mostly at how dangerous Peach was. She took her sword back from the guard outside, shield on her back once more, feeling safer with the items on her person, thanking them for keeping them for her before leaving.

another two days passed by, Peach didnt know what to do or where to stay, every time her shift ended Grey would find her out in fields and gardens, trying to avoid going home, and every time he'd have to drag her back to the new residence, sitting her down, getting her talking and distracted from the stress of the situation until she'd admit defeat and rest up, usually on the sofa, and not the bed. She struggled to be in that thing alone, it didnt feel like hers to use without explicite permission from her boss. a boss she'd not seen since the weird meeting she was dragged into.

Finally, on the third day, Peach was called early into the main house, up a flight of stairs into Plums office once more. She said nothing, handing a wax stamped letter to the guard, a hand gesture encouraging her to open it. Plum watched the woman do as she was told, doing her best to read what was there. Admittedly she was improving, but some of the words were new to her, the purpose of the letter escaping her, looking back to her boss a little confused, watching as the elegant lady sat, writing something on parchment, gesturing for her to sit down at the table opposite her. The guard very carefully perched on a fancy chair, feeling out of place, putting the letter on the desk, an action her boss noticed and looked up at.

"You...read it right?" Peach nodded, and then sort of glanced away a little embarrased. "I dont know what its about, my names in there, but half the words were... I dont know what they mean." The slow blink of her boss and sudden laughter was a shock, somethign Peach felt was her doing, being dumb enough to cause someone to laugh was about right, sinking in on herself a little for what was probably stupidity. Plum realised what may have just happened and opened the letter up, coming around the desk. "What words, point them out and i'll explain." Trying to backtrack and get the purpose of this visit out in an educational way at least. Her little form stood so close, arm around peach's strong shoulders, watching her peer over to the paper and muddle through it once more. Several words were simply legal jargon, no wonder peach hadnt seen them before in those corny romance novels she would read, but the one that stumped her the most was one she'd probably never even been told exists, one she'd never once have seen writted down in her life thats for sure, people would have made SURE she'd not know this one.

"manumission." Plum said it out loud, watched Peach look back at it, parrot it back to her, clueless, waiting for the definition, the purpose of that one word. "It means you're free." The guards brow furrowed, reading and rereading the scentence, piecing together wether or not that was a thing you could do. The little woman didnt take her eyes off her, smiled sweetly when she looked back up at her still confused. "I appealed for your freedom the first day you came home but you had a pretty dangerous reputation so city leaders were cautious about just letting you go. The appeal got denied on several attempts... So this time I went about it a little differently." And by differently, Plum meant bribes, blackmail and gentle threats, to which Grey had been helping with in his free time. "I'm sorry it took this long."

"What?" Was all peach got out, feeling plum slip between her and the desk, directly ahead of her, taking both her shoulders firmly to focus her attention. "You're free. I don't own you. No one owns you anymore." Her grip was grounding, Peach needed that right now. Her quiet turned to involentary tears that she didnt notice falling, not a word from her, she didnt know what to say, or do, or feel.

Maybe she'd wake up and be back in the pits, but the touches felt real, and the arms that held her were warm, and the crying stung. Plum did not let her go, not for a second, she still fought for Grey, he was yet to be freed, but this time, she got lucky, picked the right city advisors who thought all women weak, they didnt see peach as a threat, her displays in the pit flukes, clearly set up shows for the masses. They had no idea just how dangerous she truly was, but youd not think it now, not while this big usleess lump of a woman sobbed uncontrollably, even when she tried to stop, it just wouldnt quit, not then, not when plum got her to sign for the property she could now legally own, not when she was given a contract to sign legally to be an employee of plums house, a few tears landing on ink and blurring the words. She didnt stop when she went back to work, trying to reel it in around the others. amongst them from what she saw it was only her and grey who had this fate handed to them, the others were people simply hired, living their lives. no one else carried such a burden, so telling them seemed pointless. She just did her job, and tried her best to stop crying. The tears made every guard around her nervous, she was always so stoic and calm. The youngsters rallied to her as support, trying to cheer her up with jokes, unaware that she didnt need cheering up, she was happier than she'd ever been. The older staff tried to pry it out of her in more subtle ways, find out if they could help, if they had someone to beat to a pulp for hurting her, a rare offer they didnt give her much due to the fact that she would happily fight her own battles. She laughs, it throws them all off as she thanks them for their concern, that shes fine, that shes better than ever. and finally, Grey. Her captain gets wind of the state shes in, his subbordinates coming to him to express concern, to ask that he checks on her to make sure shes ok. Its not like shes not working, shes just crying the whole time, so he wanders over to her post, approaching to the sound of sniffling and sobbing, caught off guard by laughter from her, she's at her post, patrolling as expected.

She hears him approach and turns, he doesnt expect the tears, even hearing them didnt prepare him, but the smile was what threw him the most. He immediatly goes to her with arms open, and she doesnt hesitate to take him up on the welcomed hug. A first, usualy tentative or at least hesitant before taking the offer he extended. Theres no words he can find that express just how happy he is to hear that all the hard work plum had put in, all the threats and bribes made, amounted to a success.

Plum watches from a balcony, can see them at the boarders near the gates discussing, unaware that behind walls and shrubs other staff watch on, all overhearing their conversation. She sees grey exclaim, heard his shock, his joy, peach is still crying luaghing, smiling, years of grief coming out, and in no time at all, the hidden staff are on them. Several guards, a couple of the house girls, one of the gardeners, a stable boy, all on them, one big group shout, cheer, all for that big dope who refuses to see that her place in the world is forming. People around her care, they're in her corner. Plum retires as the commotion dies down, a deep sigh of relief, that finally something has come of all the hard work she's put in to fix this.

It isnt hard to guess where the boss ends up by the late hours, creeping out into the dark to finally join Peach in the house she now legally owned, happy to see her off duty guard answer her knocks at the door, a drink already in her hand, hair down, as if she'd been having her own little celebration, looking a little red in the cheek. Plum is met by a smile, no stiff posture, no immediate retraction to straighten up and look ready for work, just the door held open, no words. Boss goes in, and doesnt come back out until the late morning, revelling in her guards day off with her, not even considering leaving that bed.

Peach plants that shrub Grey got her by the little wooden gate into the property, every day brushing past it with a smile. She can see it from her home, so even when it rains and shes in, she can look to it. The mark of freedom for her is a tree, one that seems to remind her that progress is often steady and slow.

[daveyfvckingjacobs]

exactly one person asked so now I am going to Ramble about my silly little pirate crew adhd got me so this is very delayed but here we go

in all honest theyre a pirate crew only by technicality. their current ship, dogma, is a little trading vessel kolvar intends to fix up and sell when she feels its time to move on, and that she acquired through less than illicit means. thats the basics of her deal: join a ship, work up, dispatch of the crew (either breathing or not) and then move on with the ship

the scheme is all her idea, a once solo endeavour, and aleksandr is generally happy to help. viktor thinks its a ridiculous thing and too reckless to be worth it, but he has no choice in what the three of them do for ✨reasons✨

the three of them (eventually will be four, their navigator is the newest character and as of right now unnamed but shes an icon) are my favourite group to create and write about. an elf, a wolf and a daemon walk into a bar kinda thing: it shouldnt work, but it does. theyre all very much outcasts in their own ways

kolvar alvara is the captain and ringleader. shes an elf from javelina, hailing from elven territory relatively close to the capital city of relia that has left its workings very familiar to her (namely the king, guards, trading etc). even though she appears to be, shes not blind and her white eyes are a mark of what is most simply explained as a ‘curse’, believed to have been set upon her by the elven deity who hasnt been seen to his people for decades. it has left her unwanted, shunned and that lore would make this too long and is too unpolished as of right now for me to share properly. kolvar is searching for an explanation for her mark, a way to set it right or demand answers, hence her inability to stay in one place. shes flighty, almost mad, reckless and wickedly smart and its left her highly wanted, throughout javelina and darin in particular

aleksandr gaillot is a well meaning boy from darin, who joined kolvar and viktor relatively recently. somewhat naive compared to them, but just as bold, hes travelling as a way to almost discover himself, and where he belongs. as a davanrian, he has always been a wanderer (their people have no set lands, spread throughout various countries) and that suits him just fine, or so he pretends, but hes always desperate for more. hes fascinated by kolvar and viktor both, and determined to understand the strange pair that they make, even if its slightly from the outside

viktor is the most confusing of the three. no surname, no roots (even he isnt sure where hes from, although the country would eventually become the germany of our/ashs world). born an elf, he was a meddling, reckless, bold young man who tangled with dark magic and it left him, for lack of a better word, damned. it was killed, years ago, and doesn’t know why hes still around as a daemon (although hes not quite that, but its the best word to describe it). all he knows is that his continued existence relies on being shackled/bound to a mortal being, a life force tying him down in a sense. that mortal, currently, is kolvar and he is less than happy about it. hes learned to up with her, but has no choice but to follow along with, listen to and protect her. if kolvar dies he moves to a new mortal, and shes actually the most pleasant hes hand in a few hundred years. viktor is a bitter, broken sort of creature, caught between real life and death and hes less than pleasant for it. always the one to make threats, no qualms with violence, it acts largely as a guard dog

theyre all seeking something, and those somethings are left unspoken between them. they conduct their business, run from the law and from themselves and maybe theyll find something or maybe then wont but itll certainly be an adventure

[winderlylandchime]

2/2 ‘BRIAN AND EMMETT! LOOK AT THE BEST FRIENDS. When you think about it, theyre basically the same person. (Emmett says it hasnt been his year dick wise) THIS is what im being robbed off when they don’t give me them as friends! Since when does Em know about cancer? I know for a fact that’d be a sweet moment between them and i was robbed! This is how he’s telling people? Iconic. If this was today, he’d just post it on his IG Story.’ And we are back at Mel and Mikey ‘I genuinely say this from the bottom of my heart: i hate them both. Finally lindsay has a fucking brain shes using. Unfortunately she still has a horrible haircut though’ Loretta brings Deb heart shapped dessert ‘oh rosie. My sweet Rosie *long pause and then looks at me and points to his Brian inside a heart shirt* This is literally me with Brian.’ ‘FINALLY TED MAKEOVER! I get triggered every time they say queer guy, just thought you should know. I’m so happy that Emy and Teddy are friends again’ ‘look Mike is realizing he’s an asshole. I could’ve told you that 4 seasons ago. Or episodes. The next apology and confirmation that he’s an asshole needs to be to Brian that dinner pissed me off! Who does that to a friend? Just watches while they get attacked?. I still hate him for that. BRIAN! Look at this cutie (and Ted reveal happens) TEDDY! He looks good. Wait, I need a video of Brian saying Ted is fabulous on a loop’ ‘they brought Rosie just for a little kissy kiss and that was it? Good for her. *looks at me like he just figured out all the world problems* mmm she probably had to go back to work on her show’ (she did not the show was already over at that point but he refused to believe me) Mel asks Linds if she is giving up JR bc she doesnt want to be her mother ‘girl, after how you and michael behaved? Even i dont wanna see that damn baby anymore. Now where the fuck is Gus, the real star of the show? Give him to Brian and Justin for a sleepover’ ‘mike acts like he’s got it all figured out and like he’s this grown up dude who is suddenly too good for Liberty Avenue and yet he’s a fucking idiot and a child. WHY IS HUNTER BACK ON THE STREET? What the fuck is going on with him? Why would they do that?’ AND we are at that Britin scene now ‘Blondie! Look at him drawing. Imagine if they hung out at Brians office and Blondie worked on his art and Bri was working on his shit? I should’ve been a writer on the show. God, im so happy his hair is back. BRI BRI! Okay what the fuck is going on? He doesnt wanna fuck Brian? Okay cool that’s okay. Can’t relate but to each their own, i guess but why does he look like hed rather jump off Empire State Building? He’s acting like he killed someone calm down it’s just an std it happens, what the fuck? WHAT IS GOING ON? Since when does Justin care for all this? Why is he being like this?’ Justin reveals the Rage drawings ‘WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS? When are you gonna stop fucking every et that moves??? NEVER? And he gave him a virus in the series? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK JUST HAPPENED? Did i hallucinate the part where Justin and him had that foursome? Or when those dudes were all over him in babylon? OR THE LA FUCKS? WHAT IS HAPPENING TO MY BLONDIE? Blondie i said never change? What is this? And dont even get me started on the Rage comic. Thats fucked up, thats why he hid it from Brian cause he knows that’s fucked up. I hate this. What the fuck is going on?’ He then got up and went outside to smoke and didn’t come back for 20 minutes. And when he finally did all he said was ‘this is bullshit’ and then he left the house to go on a walk to clear his head. And when he came back he refused to talk about qaf. So the beginning of the end has officially started.

BRIAN AND EMMETT! LOOK AT THE BEST FRIENDS. When you think about it, theyre basically the same person. (Emmett says it hasnt been his year dick wise) THIS is what im being robbed off when they don’t give me them as friends!

Your brother is feeding my little KinneyCutt shaped heart. They are basically the same person, I've been saying that! Also, they're both tall.

*long pause and then looks at me and points to his Brian inside a heart shirt* This is literally me with Brian. Yes it is, Brother. If Loretta adopted a cat (which she will in a half a second because she's a lesbian, yes this is a self-own) she would/will name it Debbie.

mike acts like he’s got it all figured out and like he’s this grown up dude who is suddenly too good for Liberty Avenue and yet he’s a fucking idiot and a child. The joy I am getting from your brother reading Michael is immeasurable.

I should’ve been a writer on the show. Yes, he should have.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS? When are you gonna stop fucking every et that moves??? NEVER? And he gave him a virus in the series? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK JUST HAPPENED? Did i hallucinate the part where Justin and him had that foursome? Or when those dudes were all over him in babylon? OR THE LA FUCKS? WHAT IS HAPPENING TO MY BLONDIE? Blondie i said never change? What is this?

I'm crying. I'm so sorry anon. I'm so sorry Brother. It gets worse. It gets so much worse.

(To be clear, I love the Only Time speech because it encapsulates them, but Brian proposing and every moment of that is awful. (okay we get some cute couple moments from them being engaged BUT AT WHAT COST? Justin not being at Babylon in the last shot is awful. It is entirely out of character. I hate the writers)

I'm sorry.

[youareunbearable]

Since in canon hobbits are good at hiding and finding things, and their home is generally considered a paradise to other races for its peace and prosperity, I think it would be a fun little thing if for some reason Maglor ended up just being hidden in the Shire and accepted there despite being Unfortunately Tall and allowed to heal

Like maybe, when the Shire was being settled a group of Hobbits continued westward just to scope out how safe their land would be, and happen upon the shores enjoying the sound of distant singing. They set up camp and unfortunately didn't realize the tide was coming in until it was too late and are all scrambling and crying out for help as one of their party gets washed away to sea.

Maglor, who was nearby but didn't notice these tiny sneaks until the screaming started, rushes up and in a panic and sees what he thinks are a group of children (with pointed ears, he can't see their large feet under the water and sand, and thinks they're Elven) alone and Drowning and thinks "not again" and dives in to save them

Which he does, but he's had 4 thousand years of malnutrition, lack of care for his body and mind, and has his wounded hand that is black and scarred, which he had to use to pull these young ones to shore. Once everyone is saved he collapses to the ground, exhausted and unconscious.

The Hobbits, of course, can't just let their savior stay on the beach like this where he could also drown or be swept off to sea, and they MUST thank him for the life debt, so they carry him to their pony cart and head back to the Shire where they can give him a proper thank you

Maglor is out cold for weeks though, long enough to be brought back to the Shire and situated in one of the guest rooms in the newly built Great Smial of the Took Clan. They clean him, bandage and heal his wounds, put him in some hastily made Tall Folk clothes made out of bedsheets, and wait for him to wake.

When he does, he's in a panic and then confused, for he's never seen hobbits before, and under the fear and dread he's a little amused. All throughout the First and Second ages he's managed to avoid others and has never been kidnapped, yet here he is, at the mercy of folk that look like children.

Some things get lost in translation between Hobbitish, Westeron, and Sindarin, and Maglor thinks that he's now a prisoner to these small people, and the Hobbits think that they are going to care for him and have him be a guest of theirs for as long as he likes. Maglor, who hasnt had great mental health for the past 2 ages, agrees to be their prisoner, for honestly, he believes he deserves it.

So he heals, and once he heals (minus the blackened hand which gets medicated and wrapped and secured under a leather glove which reminds him of his eldest brother and he grieves) they put him to work. Or well, they allow him to help in their gardens, to sing songs of the sun, of joy and family and all things Hobbit. They let him help in the kitchen, where he shares recipes long since lost to the sands of time, and he helps them build a forge and how to do basic metal working, for even if his craft is one of voice and song, he is still his father's son and a Prince of the Noldor- he knows how to use a forge.

And time moves on. They build him his own smial, one that suits his height, and Maglor heals, both in mind and in body, and he goes from not wanting to escape his captors because he deserves enslavement to finding a second family amongst these folk. He gets adopted into the Took Clan, and the Hobbits all affectionately call him "Old Maggie Took" or "Songbird" or if his singing is particularly a little to loud a little too early in the morning "that damned Rooster"

He helped protect the Hobbits, weaving Songs of illusion around their home, fighting Goblins and Orcs off with Bandobras Took, making daggers and leather gear for Belladonna Took as she travels the world, and trying his best to fight off the wolves during the Fell Winter. Not as many Hobbits die to fang and claw that winter, but they did to cold and starvation and sickness.

After Belladonna and her husband died that winter, her young son Bilbo often spent time with him (mostly to escape the well wishers and their looks of pity) and so Maglor taught him things to keep his mind from loss. Taught him Quenya, and Sindarin, all about the Noldor, about Elves and Men of old, what little he knew of Dwarves from Maedhros and Caranthir, and when Bilbo asks in a quite voice, how it feels to be the only one of his family members left

He, and the whole of the Shire really, also play a very fun game of Keep Away with Gandalf whenever he visits, and while he knows Something Is Up with the Shire, he never found out about Maglor (even though he has heard about Maggie Took, and all her apparent namesakes)

While Maglor wasn't there to see Bilbo off on his own adventure he was able to make sure that when he came home it was to a home at all, even if some silverware did go missing. And when he sensed something fowl lingering in Bagend after his return, Maglor just brushed it off as something tainted from a dragon horde (later he weeps for how wrong he was and all the lives lost that he could have prevented if he investigated more)

And when Bilbo goes off to Rivendell, old and grey, all those years later guided by his dwarves, he has a silent, nervous, elven companion with him.

And its not the first or last time Elrond was grateful for the nature of Hobbits, but he wept tears of joy as he hugged his father nonetheless

[dr4cking]

The Unexpected Summer.

draco malfoy x reader | smut |

it was the summer time, all of the students in hogwarts has returned to spend their summer in their own house, and as for the slytherins squad, draco, y/n, blaise, pansy, the greengrass sisters, theo, crabbe and goyle are spending their summer together at y/n's manor because her parents will not gonna be home for the summer this time. the boys were hanging out at the pool, talking about some girls and taking pictures.

as for the girls, they were still in y/n's room, picking out their bikinis, getting ready, hyping up and complimenting each other.

"oh my god y/n!! you look so hot in that bikini, draco will drool once he sees you in it!" astoria said as she admiring y/n in her bikini, the others agreeing with her making y/n blush.

"yes you do y/n! draco will lose his mind when he sees you! and if he doesnt take you to the bed immediately, i definitely would" pansy said and earned a whistle from daphne, making y/n blushed more.

"oh shut up you two youre making me blush! y'all look hot too, and im not wearing this for him, we're just bestfriends!" y/n chuckles at her last sentence.

"ooh! i smell lies, you know you're not a good liar" daphne said mocking her singing the last part making all the girls laugh.

y/n just rolled her eyes playfully and walked out of the door, the girls following behind.

as they walked out to the pool, the boys instantly turning their heads looking at their way, whistling at the girls walking like a queens.

"woah damn y/n, you're making me speechless" draco said smiling cheekily to y/n, he feels his part twitching under his boxers when he saw her, he approaches her and giving a kiss on her cheek making her blush, taking her hand on his as their friends go wild.

"told you, babe!" pansy shouted as she jumped into the pool.

"what is she talking about y/n?" draco asks while y/n blushing madly now, giving pansy a death stare.

"n- nothing! you know how she is" she chuckled nervously.

"if you dont tell me the truth y/n," draco pick her up by her waist and throw her to the pool, he laughed uncontrollably seeing her mad face as she surfaces.

"oh no you didnt just do that draco!!" y/n yelled as she get out of the pool, draco take it as his cue to run, y/n already chasing him from behind. they both were laughing and shouting.

draco keep running back into her house, y/n still followed him behind, and as he ran to the corner, he stuck and have nowhere to go only y/n's room at the sight, he heard her footsteps behind and quickly running to her room, before he get the chance to close the door y/n already appeared and smirking at him, she pushed draco onto the bed, tackling him. waters from her wet hair dripped down to his face as they both giggles.

"ha! gotcha ferret! dont you dare mess with the queen!" y/n laugh as she straddles him on her bed, pinning his hands above him causing him to flustered.

"yeah and what you gonna do about it, little girl?" draco smirk at her trying to escape his hands, fuck, y/n looks so hot on top of him, he thought to himself.

"oh im gonna tied you and throw you to the pool, ferret!" y/n giggles still pinning his hands not letting him go that easily, what she didnt realizes she was moving and rolling her hips on his crotch. draco screwed his eyes shut and let out a moan making her freeze.

"fuck y/n you need to get off of me now" draco said as she didnt make a move while his boner started to grow underneath her, she snapped back into the reality.

"or what, draco?" y/n said leaning her face and whisper seductively into his ear, rolling her hips harder on his one more time, making him moaned again.

"or im gonna flipped us over, im gonna be on top and fuck you senseless and maybe ruin our friendship" draco replied boldly causing y/n to whimpered at his words getting aroused down there, looking back to him, she smirked.

"what are you waiting for then? do it, ruin our friendship, draco" and at that draco flipped them over, now on top of y/n, started to take all control in his hands.

"you sure about this, bestie? you might be not ready for my huge cock" now it was his time to pinned her hands, smirking at her.

"you're all talk drakey, prove it to me" y/n stuck out her tongue, mocking him, draco scoffed and leaned down to her, catching her tongue, colliding it with his, he rubbed his boner on her clothed pussy, grinding his hips on her, they both let out a moan at the friction.

"oh whats got you so excited, baby? you're so wet, look its making a spot on your bikini" draco chuckles rubbing her wet underwear making y/n whined.

"merlin draco just stop talking and put your 'oh so big' dick inside me already" draco gasped at her words, his smirk getting wider as he sat up to take off his boxers, and y/n does the same too.

"no, leave it on, i wanna fuck you in that bikini, it has been teasing me ever since you walked your cute ass to the pool" draco pointing at her to not taking her bikini off, so she just watched him pulling down and kicking his boxers to the floor, his dick standing tall in front of her, she widen at his size, she has no idea he was this big, she thought he was all talk. draco noticed and chuckles lowly at her.

"now you believe me, hm? why so surprised? never had someone this big? dont worry, it will be all yours after this, baby" draco pushes her panties aside, they both know they cant hold it anymore, he starts to pushing in, slowly to not hurt her and wanting her to feel every part of his veiny cock going inside her, stretching her walls out so wide as he finally fully inside. y/n let out a scream of his name and draco let her adjust.

"fuck you're so big draco, god.. you're destroying my inside" y/n wrapped her legs on his waist, her hands on his neck to pull him for a kiss to ease the pain. they kissed as if their lives depends on it.

"move now draco" y/n broke the kiss and draco started to move slowly, pulling out and slamming it again, each time it gets deeper and harder as he started to pick up the pace.

"fuck- y/n, your cunt is so tight, hugging my cock so tight, shit- feels so good" draco started to pounding harder and faster leaving no space between their bodies, he groans as he watched his cock disappeared inside her.

"holyshit draco, you're tearing me apart" y/n cant control her sinful noises anymore, both of them is in the cloud nine, feeling heavenly, draco look down at her like she's an angel, his hands found her breasts, grabbing and squeeze them through her bikini, he pulls her tits out of it and starts to toying and pinching her nipples, his mouth latching to one of them instantly, sucking and biting softly like a baby.

"fuck, this feel so much better than i've imagined, y/n" draco plopped her wet boobs out and fastening his thrust, going up to mark her neck, giving his love bites.

"you've imagined this?" y/n asked through her moans, her hands tugging at his blonde hair.

"you dont?" draco replaced his mouth with his hand, choking her while he kisses her jaw and bite her earlobe, sending butterflies to her stomach. y/n just nodded shutting her eyes in pleasure, draco smirk and whispers a "naughty girl" into her ear.

y/n let out a sudden scream of his name and he knows it, he had just hit her spot, he continues pounding into her spot making y/n going crazy and a mess under him.

"oh my god- dray i‘m so close-" y/n warned him as her high started to approaching her.

"cum love, cum on your best friend's cock, show me how much of a slutty best friend you are for me" and that was it for y/n, she screamed his name one last time loudly, shutting her eyes in pleasure seeing the stars as she cum hard around his cock, her orgasm is so good that it makes her head dizzy, draco groans at the sight of her juices coating his cock, his thrusts getting sloppier, and he pulls out of her and knelt infront of y/n's face.

draco jerks himself off in front of her face, his hand gripping at her hair, placing her face closer to his cock, and with final pump, he spilled all of his warm thick cums on y/n's face, it landed on her cheeks, forehead, chin, and nose, basically all over her face, y/n stuck out her tongue and catches some of his cum that still hasnt ended, draco shoves his cock to her mouth to land the last spurts of his cum and ride out his orgasm. y/n look up to him innocently and swallow it, he smiles at her, pulling out and taps his now soft dick on her mouth twice, he wipes his cum on her face with his fingers and shove them inside her mouth, y/n suck them clean and he rolls to the side.

"its official y/n, our friendship is ruined now, why dont we becoming more than best friends?" draco laughed as he pulls her waist to get closer to him, kissing her lips passionately showering her with love.

"sounds like a good idea, drakey" y/n smirked at the nickname as she broke the kiss.

they both getting dressed and walking back to the pool, and everyone has know it when they saw their flustered face, sweaty and marked bodies.

"shut up, all of you." y/n grabs draco's face and kiss him in front of their friends, they give them a middle fingers as the others whistling and shouting.

[marvelous-harry]

Can you write something of where the reader has been busy with work the past couple of days and hasnt really gotten time to spend time with harry and harry gets all upset over it. and the reader comes home from work that day in a bad mood since she’s annoyed with her boss and she accidentally snaps at harry and he gets all emotional. and then he tells her that he missed her and then she takes care of him. sub harry pls and mommy kink. thank uuu

Making Up & Making Out Sub!Harry/Mommy!Dom!Fem!Reader Words: 2K Warnings: Sub!Harry, Mommy!Kink Summary: After an exhausting week at work your temper is fried and you take it out on Harry. You make it up to him though. A/N: Thank you so much for all the love and support. Hit 300 followers yesterday and I just can't believe it. Thank you, thank you, thank you!!

Closing the front door with way too much force, I let my handbag fall to the floor as I leaned on the door and tried to calm down. Annoyance was bubbling inside of me as I thought about work. Slipping off my coat, I hung it up with a tired sigh.

“You’re home!” Harry said as he came running down the stairs. “What do you want for dinner? I can make anything you want!” he said excitedly as he came closer.

“Just give me a minute, Harry! I’m going to get out of these clothes and have a shower. I just need a second to myself, my boss has been a bitch all week and I just need to be alone right now, okay?!” I snapped at him as I marched up the stairs and into the bedroom. I barely heard the quiet little “yes, Mummy,” from Harry before I closed the door behind me.

Kicking off my shoes, I walked into the master bathroom and turned the shower on, letting the water get warm as I started taking off my clothes. Letting out a frustrated grunt as one of the buttons on my shirt was ripped off and bounced on the bathroom tiles till it came to a standstill just by the clothes hamper.

Sitting down on the edge of the bathtub, I sighed as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Harry’s quiet little “yes, Mummy,” was ringing in my head as his dejected look was in the forefront of my mind. The more I thought about it, the more guilty I felt. Hell, if Harry had spoken to me like that I probably would’ve spanked him for it.

Standing up, I turned the shower off and headed out of the bathroom. Walking down the stairs, I followed the noise into the kitchen. “Hey,” I said softly as I stepped over to Harry, pressing a kiss to his back and noted that he was wearing one of my hoodies.

“I thought maybe you’d like some tea after your shower so you could enjoy it in bed or something,” Harry mumbled quietly as he stared at the kettle he’d filled up and turned on.

Sighing, I gave him a little hug before turning him around. “Thank you, baby. That’s so sweet of you,” I told him as I looked him over. He was chewing on one of the strings to my hoodie, he had bags under his eyes and his eyes were slightly red like he had been crying.

“I’m so sorry I snapped at you, that was so rude of me,” I told as I took the string out of his mouth and stroked his cheek with my thumb.

“It’s okay, you had a bad day,” he mumbled as he closed his eyes and leaned into my hand.

“It’s not okay. That’s not how we talk to each other no matter how sucky our day has been. I am really sorry, baby. You just wanted to say hi and I shut you down,” I gave him a little smile as I pulled him in for a tight hug. “You look very pretty in my hoodie,”

Harry wrapped his hands around me tightly as he put his head on my shoulder. “I just missed you so much this week I started putting on your clothes so I could smell like you,” he said quietly.

I rubbed his back gently as I felt myself tearing up. “Mummy’s been very busy this week, hasn’t she? Not spent a lot of time with you,”

“Yeah. Very busy so I missed you loads and loads,” Harry whimpered. “I, um was so excited for you to come home today cause it’s the weekend now so you don’t have to work, and neither do I,” he continued.

“And I greeted you by snapping at you, oh honey,” I said sadly, feeling awful. “I’m so excited to spend the next few days with you though. Just you and me,” I mused as I pulled back slightly and stroked his cheeks with my thumbs. “I love you, baby. I hope you never doubt that for even a second,” I told him as I looked him in the eyes.

Harry gave me a little smile. “I love you too,” he replied before jumping slightly as the kettle started whistling, letting us know it was done. “Do you want your tea now or after your shower?” he asked as he turned around and reached out for my favorite teacup.

“You know what? I think I’ll have it after I shower,” I hummed as I grabbed his hand, stopping him from grabbing the cup. “But I also think we should probably get a little bit messier first. Make sure that we really justify having a shower,” I said, pulling him in for a kiss

Our mouths were open as our lips pressed together. Just small kisses at first, pressing our lips together softly, both of us keeping our eyes closed. But steadily our kisses grew greedier. Longer. Harder.

Moving my hand to his hip, I snuck my hand under the hoodie he was wearing and stroked his bare skin, smirking against his lips as he shuddered.

“Mumma,” Harry whispered, raising his hands as I grabbed the bottom of the hoodie and took it off him.

“God, you’re so beautiful, baby,” I said as I ran my hands over his muscly chest, my eyes darting from tattoo to tattoo. Pulling him for a quick kiss, I took his hand and laced our fingers together. “Come on, we need a bed for all the things I want to do to you,” I told him with a grin.

Heading up the stairs quickly, I dragged him into the bedroom before pushing him onto the bed. I kept eye contact with him as I started unbuttoning my shirt. He was biting his lip as his eyes would dart down every now and then to have a look as I slowly got my shirt off.

Letting it fall to the floor, I stepped closer to the bed and grabbed the hem of his shorts and his boxers before pulling them down and off.

“I love you like this,” I teased as I looked down at him. “On your back, legs spread, hands lying by your side, eyes watching my every move,” I said while unbuttoning my slacks and opening the zipper. “Your cock resting against your stomach. Leaking and twitching as it gets harder and harder, begging to be touched. But you won’t touch will you?” I asked, pushing down my slacks.

Harry whimpered as he shook his head. “No, Mummy. I won’t,” he replied quickly, taking a shaky breath as I teased my fingertips over his cock.

“And why is that, baby?” I asked as I wrapped my fingers around it, just holding it as I looked at his face.

“Cause it belongs to you Mumma, so you decide if and when I get to touch it,” Harry muttered out, a nice blush spreading up from his chest to his face.

“That’s right. Good boy,” I praised him while stroking my thumb over his cock head. “You’ve been so patient and so good,” I smiled as his cock twitched in my hand while Harry moaned.

“I’ve been trying,” Harry mumbled, looking up at me as I let go of his cock and pushed my underwear down.

“Move to the middle of the bed, stay on your back,” I ordered him and watched as he eagerly shuffled around to get into position.

Getting up on the bed, I straddled his hips and let my pussy rest against his cock as I leaned down and started kissing him again. “You can touch, baby,” I whispered against his lips before using my teeth to pull on his bottom lip before kissing him hard.

Harry’s hands went straight to my hips and stroked over my thighs and back up my sides to squeeze my breasts. “Please, Mummy. Need you,” Harry said with a groan.

I had started moving my hips slightly, dragging my pussy lips over his cock, making it wet with my slick. “You want to fuck me, baby? Have your cock inside Mumma?” I asked with a slight smirk as I continued rubbing off against his cock.

“Yes, please! Been forever, please, want to fuck you so bad,” Harry whimpered as he grabbed my hips but he didn’t try and stop my movement or speed them up.

“It has been a while, Mummy has been too busy fucking you to let you fuck me,” I chuckled as I rose up on my knees slightly and put my hand down, and grasped Harry’s cock. Angling it up, I bit down on my lip as I slowly lowered myself down on him.

“Forgotten how big you are,” I groaned when finally had all of him in me.

“Forgotten how tight and warm and wet you are,” Harry whimpered as he squeezed his eyes shut. “Feel like I’m going to cum already, Mummy,” he whined.

I couldn’t help but laugh at his whining. “Well you better not cum just yet, pet,” I said and started moving my hips, putting my hands on his chest for stability. Moving my hips faster, I closed my eyes as I tried to find the right angle and pace. “Fuck,” I whispered and pulled off him quickly.

“What?” Harry asked confused and sat up slightly.

“You’re going to fuck me like this,” I told him as I lied down and spread my legs, my hands fondling my breasts before I reached down and stroked my clit slowly. “Well come on then,” I said as Harry still hadn’t moved.

“Yes, Mumma!” Harry said quickly as he got up on his knees and moved in between my legs. He looked me in the eyes as he slowly pushed his cock back into me.

“Good boy, that’s it. Now fuck Mummy hard, want to feel you for days,” I said while pulling him down for a kiss while wrapping my legs around him. We both moaned as Harry managed to push in even deeper.

“Love you, love your pussy so much,” Harry moaned as he started moving faster, putting his hands down for support so he could thrust in as deep as possible.

“Making me feel so good, baby. You going to cum inside me? Fill me up with your cum?” I asked with a moan, rubbing at my clit quickly as I looked at him. His arms were all flexed as he leaned on them and there was a slight layer of sweat on his chest. He looked so fucking sexy.

“Please,” he moaned and did a little nod before putting his head down and capturing one of my nipples in his mouth. Sucking on it eagerly, Harry kept on fucking into me fast.

Moaning, I grabbed onto his head and tugged on his hair. “Fuck, so good. Going to cum, don’t stop,” I gasped.

Harry flicked his tongue over my nipple and sucked hard. “Fucking fuck!” I screamed as I tightened my legs around him and pulled his head against my chest as my orgasm ripped through me. “Oh my god,” I moaned and pulled Harry up so I could kiss him.

“Need to cum, Mumma,” He mumbled as he snapped his hips back and forth. “Please? Can I?” he begged in between kisses.

“Go on, pet,” I panted and watched him closely as his eyes closed and his brows furrowed slightly. Yanking on his hair hard I clenched my pussy around his cock hoping to bring him over the edge.

“Mumma!” Harry gasped as he pushed in deep and held still as he moaned loudly, shooting his cum deep into me.

“Good boy, such a good boy for me,” I whispered as Harry lied down on top of me, whimpering as he pressed his face up against my neck. “Shhh, I got you,” I said softly while stroking his hair and back.

“I love you so much,” he said quietly, letting out a little sigh as he relaxed.

Smiling, I pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I love you too, baby,”

[literallyshiv]

ur tags on the tomshiv post are so true i think to some extent ppl are exaggerating toms power in this marriage post s3 finale and im not sure why.....like shiv hasnt thrown him under the bus on this scale but she did rat him out to gil (or she planned to????? i dont remember lol) knowing full well he might go to jail and treated him v badly during the relationship. idk tom definitely sucks and nothing in this show is 100% justified but i would say his decision to throw her under the bus was like. a solid 85%

exactly exactly and i think its common among some people (not that i see it very often because i looove curating my online experience but) to unironically a little bit believe in the "god forbid women do anything" mindset and when i see them saying toms behavior towards shiv was misogynistic it strikes me as so. hrrmmm. okay let me organize my thots

so like shiv undeniably experiences sexism from her father and her brothers. she is manipulated and spoken down to BECAUSE she is a woman. additionally, logan and kendall and roman have inherent power over shiv because while they belong to the same socioeconomic class, the men have a degree of influence and status within that class that shiv does not due to being a woman. that's not to say they will always have more success than her, just that she will always have to overcome the disadvantage her gender puts her at

the dynamic she has with tom however is a power struggle where she is trying to assert dominance over tom & tom is constantly trying to catch up, just to get them on equal footing. tom does not have the same power over shiv that the other men in her life do, because unlike the other three, tom is not an inherent member of her class. obviously he's in the upper crust, but there's not the same guarantee (yet) of him always being in the top 0.01%, because initially his connection to that class is through shiv. until he establishes himself as an independently powerful figure (which we may be well on our way towards in s4), his status will remain "shiv roy's husband" (you could argue that his place at ATN makes him independently powerful on paper but we still see him acting on shiv's instructions here)

despite all that, its true that tom still does have the advantage of being a man, and we've seen that advantage played out for him several times during scenes where the roy men are gathered & tom is among them while shiv is not, which does show that he is being welcomed into that world & will not have a difficult time assimilating into it, which is an ease that he has because he is a man. but i will maintain that that does not put him at a higher place power-wise than shiv yet because like i said, he is yet to solidify himself in that world independent of shiv

OKAY SO ALL THAT SAID-- ultimately my point is that tom's move wasnt some out of this world never-before-seen backstabbing, it was a natural escalation of the back and forth power struggle between shiv and tom, a struggle which i believe shiv initiated

(this could be its own post in and of itself but the short of it is that a lot of their "power struggle" moments could have been avoided if shiv had just given tom a heads up about her intentions & they had an honest conversation about what they both want out of the relationship, what they expect from each other, etc.; tom's focus on wanting to please logan doesnt strike me as a one sided 'him prioritizing logan over shiv' thing because its also in shiv's best interest to have her husband be in the good graces of her father?? like i believe that as far as tom knew they really truly were on the same page about him being ceo & shiv advancing her poltical career bc if they had followed through on that they would have had such a strong alliance and would have been in a very advantageous position to grant each other favors and such. and maybe that's not how shiv was interpretting his focus on logan but again that's a communication issue babey!!)

but instead she keeps tom one step behind her while she plots out her next moves & he's operating based on the last thing she told him, and then she makes a big reveal out of actually being One Step Further & tom is left to scramble to catch up. SO in the normal world no it wouldn't be justified cuz like holding grudges unhealthy blah blah, but in a show where toxic pettiness is the norm i think it was totally a reasonable move

[vivinightingale]

Now that I think about it I realize I need to know; first kiss headcanons with the yugioh bois?

Ooohhh first kisses?? Dont mind if I dddoo~ (had to put Atem and yami with the same picture cause of limits sorry v.v)

Yugi Muto:

Yugi has never kissed anyone before, so at the thought of kissing you his face becomes red hot.

He always thought about kissing you first, but always back out of it. So you will have to make first move.

It was awkward, and teeth hit one another since he didnt know to kiss.

However, when you do it's so magical. You can feel the sparks fly between you two. He tastes as sweet as his personality.

After the first kiss he could get enough of your kisses and kisses you everyday always enjoying the magical feeling you give him.

Ra does he love you.

Yami/Atem:

Atem is very passionate man, he just cant help these strong feelings. Especially when it comes to his love for you.

So when you first confessed your love for the pharaoh he was so happy that his feelings were returned that he pulled you into a kiss.

Though he hasnt ever kissed anyone before it feels like he has. It wasnt awkward, it was smooth and sensual.

He tastes like the finest wines, and sweet chocolates. It was a sweet combination that makes you crave more.

When the two of you part you already miss each others warmth, but have to keep it respectable due to his status.

But dont worry when night falls he will give more to fulfill your craving.

Yami:

Yami is very confident man, he has to be since he as the title 'King of Games'. However when it comes to you that confidence slips his mind.

When the two of you started dating he was ecstatic to finally call you his own. However the thought of kissing you was driving him mad.

He wanted to so bad to kiss you, but he could seem to find the courage to do it till you pecked him on the lips lightly.

At first he couldnt really think, but once it sunk in, he pulled you in for a proper kiss.

His kiss was bit rough, and tasted liked blueberries and lemons. It was all divine, and both left want more, but settled with hold each other close.

You took his confidence away, but he doesnt mind as long as he gets to kiss you like this every day.

Joey Wheeler:

Man from the moment he met you he always thought what it would be like to kiss you. How soft your lips would be against his, and how you would taste.

Needles to say he was smitten with you, and knew he had to make you his. Let me tell you that's exactly what he did.

It took him two weeks into the relationship to finally ask you for a kiss, and when you accepted he pull you sweet soft lips to his rough ones.

His was inexperienced and rushed, with the clashing of teeth and clumsy tongues. However it was sweet in nature and tasted savory. Something you could easily get addicted to.

When the two of you pulled away you were both a blushing mess, but that was quickly covered up with laughter and hugs.

It wasnt his best first kisses but he still wouldnt trade it for anything in the world because it was with you.

Tristan Taylor:

He never thought of kissing anyone before, but when started dating you that's all he could think about.

Your soft lips just seemed so inviting that, but he always go embarrassed with thought of doing it.

You have to be the one to make the first move, but trust me once you do it's all over. He loves the feel of your lips on his, the way your hands fit so smugly with his.

He tastes like smoked wood and honey it's a divine mixture that you cant help but love

The kiss was pure and innocent but you could feel the love behind it

Too bad the mood was ruined by joey bursting in.

Duke Devlin:

Duke may have kissed other people or two, but you...you were something diffrent.

He knew you were something special, something that would only come once in a life time. So he wanted to make it special.

So he took it slow and made sure he out love into everything he did or with you. There where times were he nearly kissed you, but ended kissing your cheek or forehead.

However, when you finally had enough and locked lips with him, he was in heaven. He felt sparks, the love, and the passion. Most of all he knew you were the one.

The kiss tasted like apple and cinnamon, and you wished it lasted a life time but eventually you both needed to breath.

When you both pulled apart Duke pulled you close and nestled his head in the crook of your neck. It was the most beautiful thing to ever happen to him.

Seto Kaiba:

Kaiba is a man of few words, he mostly let's his actions do the talking. However, with you he had a hard time doing that.

Whenever you came close to kissing him he would always move away, and when tried to Express your feelings to him he wouldnt say anything.

To began to feel like he didnt care for you as much as you do for him. So one day you Began distancing yourself from him.

He took notice of this and knew why you have been acting this way. So he caught you while you were walking through the halls of Kaiba Corp. He pulled you into a kiss.

The kiss was inexperienced and rushed, but it was magical all the same. It tasted like smoked oranges.

When you pulled away he apologized for his absence, and took the day off to be with you and Mokuba.

Bakura Ryou:

Bakura is inexperienced and nervous when it comes to dating, but he was willing to try with you.

The thought if kissing you was both scary and fascinating to him, so when you brought it to him he jumped into action.

He shakily put a hand on your face, and leaned in slowly. It was real agonizing up until you lips finally met. When they did he forgot how scared he was.

It felt like heaven to him. With your soft lips molding with his, and you tongue facing with his. He could ask for a better first kiss.

He tasted like peaches and cream, he is sweet as his personality. When the two of you parted his face was red, and he quickly hid his face in your shoulder.

The two of you cuddle for the rest of the night happy just to be in each others arms.

Yami Bakura:

Yami didnt have time for relationships or caring for others, don't surprised everyone including himself when he fell for you.

You were pure a beautiful to him, and he wanted that for his own. So when you confessed feelings for him he didnt waste time snatching you up for his own.

Because of his search it took awhile for the two of you to share your first kiss, but when you did it was a lot softer then you thought.

His was brash but soft. Tender and full of love, but also want and need. It was as mixed as his feelings, but you knew how he felt and that's all that mattered.

His kiss tasted like cucumber lime. Refreshing yet tangy, and his lips were soft then one would believe.

"You mean the world to me, even if the world isnt shit..."

Marik Ishtar:

Despite all his talk Marik is a bit shy when it comes to dating. So when the two of you started dating he was a bit lost.

For awhile it was nothing more then holding hands and hugging. Until the two of you went to the fair.

As you guys were riding the ferris wheel, your cart sat on the top. You could see most of domino city, and it was so breath taking.

That was when Marik called out your name, and when you turned to fave him his lips met yours.

The kiss was nervous and uncertain, but at the same time it was loving and careful. He tasted like cider and cinnamon.

When you pulled apart he pulled you close once again "I love you...so much, and I'm so lucky to have you."

Yami Marik:

He doesnt waste time in taking what's his, so not long after your relationship was established he snatched you up and smashed his lips on yours.

He didnt care who witnessed his shameful acts, he just wanted them to know who you belonged to.

The kiss was rough and full of want, but you could still feel some love behind it.

His kiss tasted like salty bourbon. It was hot against your tongue but felt relaxing all at the same time.

When you pulled away he locked his lips, then grinned at you.

"I love the taste of purity"

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

A Marriage Arrangement with death pt 4

All I can say is well. Well my bad-

Read Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 3.5

Y/n's eyes slowly opened, turning her head she was face to face with Savage.

Smiling softly her hand reaching out for his face, rubbing Savage's cheek with her thumb lightly.

He slowly woke up, his irises bright in color and lowly shining in the dark room. Y/n said nothing- thank the gods for black out curtains. She thought his eyes were so pretty with there soft glow

He kissed the palm of her hand softly as she smiled, leaning forwards they shared a soft kiss.

"Well good moring." She smiled.

He only sighed, pulling her into his chest as she chuckled.

"Go back to sleep."

"Come on we can't stay in bed forever." Y/n responded kissing his chin, he was rubbing her bare back with one hand she smiled at him, relaxing in his grip she sighed happily.

"We're getting married today."

"Again."

Y/n chuckled, "You don't want to get married again?" She teased.

"Why unify again and tell the galaxy when my galaxy is infront of me."

Y/n flushed deep red, as she moved her gaze away, her chest tightening and butterflies filling her stomach.

"Oh...I..." she spoke trying to come with a counter. His hand carassed her cheek as he sat himself up.

Y/n kept her gaze away the headboard seemingly more interesting, but soon then she realized she was laid down on her back, Savage over her frame as she looked at him to catch his gaze- and hold it.

"Hello there..." y/n spoke trying to cover her akwardness.

He leaned down kissing her softly without another word, her arms wrapping around his large frame, hands rest at the top of his back.

Pulling away softly Y/n whined playfully, chuckling he held her, she pulled him back down into a kiss happily as a leg wrapped around his bare waist.

A soft groan of pleasure was drawn out into the kiss and the two pulled away softly with a pant.

"Moring sex sounds fun." Y/n joked as he chuckled, going to kiss her again there was a knock on the door.

Y/n groaned in displeasure, its always someone. Pulling herself from under him she covered herself with a robe. Walking towards the door it opened with a push of a button.

"Oh- Misses Gladlys-" y/n responded, "I uh...why are you here?"

"I was requested to get you on account of your mother Princess."

Y/n nodded, "uhuh for?"

"Well to get ready of course. It is your big day."

"The ceremony isnt till later in the day?" Y/n questioned.

"Well yes but-"

"Misses Gladys I love you. And you know that. But I have another matter- Very Very big matter."

"But Princess."

"Just this once. Give me..." She spoke looking back at Savage, his hips and below covered by the blankets as his top half was put on full display for her, "Give me 45 mintues-"

"Fourty-Five Mintues!? Princess you're mother-"

"Sorry Misses Gladlys! I promise just once! Bye!-"

"But Princess-"

Y/n shut the door, locking sealing it shut from the inside.

"Now." Y/n spoke turning back to him walking towards the bed as she dropped her robe.

"Where were we?"

"Sleep."

"Right."

She climbed into bed as she curled up to him, his arm drapped over her hip in protection.

"The sweet glory of sleeping in." Y/n smiled nuzzling into his chest as he chucked, both going back to sleep for another hour.

Yet she would be woken up by a loud knocking, causing her to groan. Savage was also woken up as Y/n pulled away from him recovering herself she opened the door.

"Do you have any idea what time it is!"

"Yeah Yeah Im going." Y/n spoke walking back into the room and going back to Savage.

"Wish me luck with her- and someone will be here with a set of chlothes. My brother's will want to talk to you before hand," Y/n spoke kissing him softly, "Love you."

"I love you too."

She smiled as she left, being yelled at as soon as she opened the door.

"Yeah yeah lets go."

Savage sat up rubbing the back of his neck, meanwhile getting dressed his chlothes from the other night, pulling the boots on and bottoms, leaving his armour off he pulled on the turtle neck. That's when he received a transmission.

Picking up the hologram fromed as Ventress stood there.

"Savage."

"Mistress."

She crossed her armors, "has she trusted you?"

"Yes." Savage spoke, "I believe this may be a strong allyship between the two worlds-"

"You fool! This is an infiltration! Do not get attached!" Ventress argued.

"I thought this was ment to be Unification. Not a hoax." Savage tried to defend, but it was useless.

"Count Dooku will be present today both at the ceremony and to sign documents. Its when we will attack, killing Count Dooku and the royal family. And Dathomir will finally regain what was lost to them."

What was he suppose to say- No? He couldn't do that, he did belong to Ventress after all. The spell did what it was ment to.

"You will kill the royal family! And that Pathetic thing you call your wife." Ventress demanded.

"Yes. Mistress."

"Good."

The transmission was cut as his head felt like it split open, holding it in pain he growled.

The doors opened.

"Hey! Savage! We wanted-" it was one of Y/n's brothers, "You okay?"

"I-I am fine." Savage lied.

"Oh. come on then."

He followed the group leading him into a lounge area, all her brothers sat there. They cheered for him as he ended.

"Big day huh! Must be exciting!"

"You idiot he was married at Dathomir as well."

"Your an idiot!"

"Sorry for them." Fresco spoke apologizing for the twins, handing Savage a cup, "for your headache."

Savage nodded almost immediately downing the water, leading him to come sit down

"You heard fathers coming back?"

"Good maybe mother will finally stop being so mean."

"Please you know she bullies him too."

"You havent met all of us have you?" Fresco spoke.

"No I don't believe I have."

Fresco smiled, "there is a lot of us. You know the twins and Attiucs."

The twins were busy arguing but Atticus waved looking up from his book.

"Ezio here is the oldest." The older teen raised a cup taking a drink.

"Im after him, and Jacob's next, after are the twins but you met both of us" Fresco added, "Juniper is next."

The teen with his hair half buzzed the other side long and braided lifted up a lazy hand, sitting upside down on the couch as he listened to his brother.

"After Juniper its Atticus, and then the triplets."

They were busy dualing around the room with sticks, "Cornelius, Hamilton, and Magnus."

Hamilton stopped to wave Politely but was ran into by his two siblings as they fell onto the floor.

"What about you? And your brothers? Sisters?" Juniper questioned but Atticus kicked him.

"You little shit!-"

"I don't have any brothers. Not no more." Savage responded his glass being refilled by butler standing by.

"Hey! We got you. We're all brothers now." Fresco spoke a fist to Savage's shoulder playfully, "we're an off bunch but mean well."

The group contuied to talk to Savage, it was odd how accepting they really were. Somewhere in the back of his mind made him regret all of this.

He'd have to kill all these people.

So what was the point of getting close?

Soon enough all of there suits came, Savage the only one in white.

"Who do you think Y/n will recieve?" Juniper asked the group.

"I believe a moder. Perhaps Sutur." Ezio explained fixing the flower pin in his hair.

"What is receiving?" Savage asked.

"Hmm?" Fresco asked, "Oh it-"

Mid word Juniper cut in, "It's part of the religion. The 12 gods are believed to comibned to become the earth beneath us. Sutur is just one of the gods, mostly know for being a core due to its controling of everything hot. When you marry one born on this planet goes through a 'receiving' its rare but only twelve can get a god, but you can also get an enity or a passed loved one though that's super rare. They give you there strength within battle."

"But Y/n's much more powerful than a core- which is why she should be getting Hela." Jacob cut in.

"Hela hasnt been someones beck and call since Father." Ezio argued, "and we all know how he ended up. You wish that upon your sister?"

The group went quiet.

"I was given the impression your father was alive." Savage responded.

Fresco sighed, "when he was assigned Hela he descended into madness with each kid born. They think he's in Helheim and will return- He'll be Y/n's receiver."

"I think he's dead dead." Jacob responded, "like he deserves and mother better follow him"

"You can't say that!" Atticus argued.

"Please Attiucs grow up." Juniper spoke.

Savage listened intently, as Fresco looked back at the Zabarack, "We may have a large family, but the heads of the family aren't...the best"

"It sounds like my family." Savage told him as they all started filing out of the room, leaving just him and Fresco in the room alone, "I. Unfortunately grew up without one of my brothers, he was taken away due to his special ablities."

Fresco listened as he poured them both a glass of whiskey, "And my younger brother. I don't remember what happened, or if he's even alive."

Handing Savage the glass they stood by the window.

"Makes you not want to have kids." Fresco questioned, "I know it scares me. Becoming the one thing I hate."

"On Dathomir men are only used for mating and then usually killed off." Savage spoke.

Fresco frowned looking out the window- how was he ment to respond to such information.

"I know my sister will treat you with Kindness." Fresco spoke, "it seems you're already growing on her. I seen you two at the dinner."

Savage felt his chest tighten, he was falling in love with her, and he liked it. He loved the idea of her.

"Guys hurry up or it will be the groom walking down the Isle." Ezio told as he had quickly come back.

The two left with each other side by side. Both enjoying the silence as they walked down the steps. Thats right, He had only been down and up these steps a few times, but those few times were some of the best times of his life.

Stopping outside the castle he looked back, seeing it all shiney as the sun hit it perfectly, looking like something out of a book. The whole walk was like that- there was no reason to take out a whole planet for the sake of Dathomir, Dathomir didn't need another planet- he would of liked them to fix theres first atleast.

"Savage?"

He turned his head seeing Y/n standing there, when was she here? Looking around a bit shaken she stood in her wedding dress- it looked perfect on her, with a full bottom and a lacey top that had the same matching sleeves. When were they at the alter already?

"Are you okay?" She whispered softly, the priest reading off religious text.

"I-" he spoke looking at her what was he suppose to tell her?

Her white dress would be bloodstained within a matter of mintues due to what Mother Talzin was planning?

"I have a headache is all." He responded.

Y/n frowned, "maybe some food afterwords will make you feel better. Caf was even skipped this moring."

"Right." He responded, and left it at that.

"Do you take this man to be your husband? To take of him in sickness and health? To love him without doubt?"

Y/n smiled, "I do."

Her hand gripped onto his in excitement, that small squeeze made him happy, feeling her hand in his.

He had no idea what the woman infront of them said but only said the words as quick as he comprehend.

"I do." He cut the lady off.

Y/n flushed as she looked down flustered.

"Then I do pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride."

Y/n was pulled in quickly, shocking her, but it wasn't unwelcomed, kissing back the large church full of people cheered as they pulled away and as he did He seen Count Dooku sitting next to Mother Miranda. The group of people settling down, calming themselves once more as the woman cleared her throat Savage being gestured over by her brothers who were off to the side as he went over.

"With the coming of age you Y/n will be the caller of one of our twelve gods. You may be choosen for something greater, or passed by as a common folk." She spoke, "are you ready to give yourself to the twelve gods and let them judge you as one!"

"Yes head preist." Y/n spoke as her wrist was grabbed and palmed opened where it was sliced open Y/n gritting her teeth slightly as she was dragged to the floor, only following as her hand was put face down on the alters floor.

The woman moved to the side as the doors behind the alter creaked. Atticus holding onto Savages leg as Savage put a hand on his shoulder telling him he'd be okay.

"By the twelve gods..." Fresco spoke as the door opened a large hand crawling onto the carved in wood.

"I-its Hela..." Ezio asperated as the door swung open heavily crashing into the wall. Which it was hinged to.

The room silent and still as the other swung open.

The figure large, made up of what seemed to be Ash, body exposed and what looked like to be burnt half way just to show her dark innards, she was on all fours as Y/n looked up at her, slowly standing up as it went quiet for a moment.

Y/n reached out her cut hand, Hela reaching out her hand as well as Y/n looked forward keeping her eyes on Hela.

Somewhere some how Helas hand had shrunken along with part of her arm as they were bound by the cut on Y/n's hand.

'They're here-'

A warrior bursted into the doors as Y/n turned her head, "We're being attacked! The ships! They've all been destroyed!-"

The man stopped stabbed through the back, and fell to the floor.

"So sorry to ruin this happy momment."

Y/n growled as her hand was let go, and in place of Hela's hand held a sword, as Ventress walked down the isle.

"Damn are sister really is a bad ass-" Ezio spoke under his breath.

Dooku stood up as well, saber in hand.

"You were foolish to come alone." Y/n argued Hela still behind her looming in all her darkness.

"Who says I'm alone?"

Just as she spoke, a Battalion of night sisters filed into the room from both sides of her.

"Savage." Ventress spoke.

"Yes Mistress."

Almost immediately Fresco who stood besides Savage was lifted up into the air, force choking him as Fresco grabbed at his neck.

"Savage! Stop! Now!" Y/n demanded, "Stop now!"

"Kill him. Now." Ventress demanded.

There was a large crack as the filled church was still in shock, the young man thrown to the floor as his brother immediately surronded him.

"He's dead! He killed Fresco!"

Thats when the chaos started, when one had been pronounced dead.

Y/n could remember, it was all a blur. All the fighting- the blood shed. All she remember was ripping through people with her new found sword, swinging at heads and abdomens, she was luck that her skirt hadn't had a train.

Atticus had ran to her as she fought on the stairs stabbing a nightsister in the face and kicking her back, her white dress covered in dirt and blood, "Y/n!"

"Attiucs! Run away now!" Y/n argued, blocking another weapon, kicking the women in the female Kenobi's

"I'm not gonna leave you!" He shouted.

"Damn it Atticus!" Y/n shouted slicing the woman's flesh and grabbing his hand, "Come on! Lets go!"

Atticus ran hand in hand with her, somehow and some way some of her brothers caught up, they running and escaping to the castle.

"We have to be quiet take off your shoes." Y/n whispered the group hiding behind a wall as they all pulled there shoes off, "You have your run away bags all ready?"

"What?" Magnus asked, his other brother Cornelius, holding his hand, he had lost one of three to Ventress.

"Shit thats right, they never made there's. I'll go with them." Ezio spoke quietly,

Y/n nodded taking a quick head count, they had lost so many already, Fresco, Juniper, and Hamilton.

"I'll take Cornelius and Magnus." Jacob offered.

"I'll take Atticus. Ezio- weapons and maps?"

Ezio nodded, "becareful."

They all nodded, spliting up, Y/n had lucky gotten Attiucs up the stairs and to his room, as he was grabbing his things.

"Y/n." Atticus spoke as she was making sure he had everything for a final time as they carefully walked to her room, once inside she answered him.

"Yes Atticus." She responded going for her own bag.

"Savage...he isnt that mean. I know he isn't." Atticus spoke, "I know we didn't know him long but- he didn't wanna kill Fresco did he?"

Y/n tossed her dress the the floor dressed in trousers now fixing her top.

"Atticus." Y/n spoke kneeling down to him, "I know you liked him. I did too, but I don't even know anymore."

Attiucs frowned, as she held his shoulder's, "Are you going to kill him? Savage?"

Y/n frowned, "I don't know."

[elriell]

Answer to my LONG ask friend, posting it like this because I imagine it would be way to long or else! 

hi i hope you dont mind me asking, but perhaps any elriel meta will be willing to cover the whole berons alliance with the queen? because i think thats our winning argument in favor of elriels endgame. and i wish im not reaching or overthinking this lol.

why it will be our winning argument? becaue the whole beron pledged alliance to the queen dont mean anything just yet, it hasnt been flushed out yet (sarah left it open ended), and it will definitely be the main conflict in the next book just to set up the final book and war where all the sides has been established whos with who.

because in my perspective, elriels story really will trigger that conflict and rhysands warning in az pov is literally the set up for that conflict.

when i read acosf, i was thinking there is literally no point of beron making alliance with the queen aside him wanting to be the high king, more power, why would he do that when the queen is in the continent and him in prythian, other high lords will surely oppose him being the high king. thus its two (if the queen indeed would help him) versus six since koschei is still trapped in the lake. plus, his alliance is still a secret, surely other courts will learn of it, wont they?

now however possible consequences from elriel, beron perhaps will use the rejecting mating bond—the blood duel—as a reason to declare a war and have other courts against the night court or eris will finally dethrone his father and be the high lord. and with eris being the high lord, isnt that going to be one of the key topic for morrigans book? sarah also confirms morrigan book and she admits that she doesnt know what the novella is going to be, so its same to assume that mor will get a full novel.

fyi, i cant see lucien will challenge azriel though, he is decent and will respect elains choice, but beron as cruel as he is will surely do something sinister.

and i stumbled across an account on twitter and they compare elriels story to helen of troy and the set up of the trojan war is literally the same as elriel. also, beron reminds me of agamemnon in troy movie (2004), both of them want more power. there are a lot of similarities, imo, between elriel and the set up of iliad. in iliad there is also a duel between hector and achilles (this is me reaching lol).

thus, aside from elains connection to the dread trove, elriels conflict also has the logical conflict that tied to the whole overarching plot for the plot of the series to move forward toward the end, because like i said the whole berons alliance need to be addressed and in acosf it hasnt been addressed yet, at least not enough.

im really sorry if i come off as rude by asking this. i would do it honestly, but i dont have the confidence to post anything online (hence, im anonymous) and im not as convincing as the others in terms of flushing the arguments.

also, you are literally keeping me sane when all of elain antis trying their hardest to discredit elriels.

thank you❤️❤️❤️

Hi! I’m that anon who said that Elriel’s conflict with Beron could be the winning argument for our ship since they are tied closely with each other based on Rhysand’s warning in Azriel POV. If you decide to answer that question, would you mind if you answer this one instead? As I’m pretty much still stand on that point however I’d like to add and correct some statements that I think I don’t express clearly in my previous question:)

If you don’t mind, I’d like to post my theory here, anonymously, since I’m not confident enough to post my thoughts online yet as I’m afraid I’ll be judged harshly lol. And perhaps other metas such as you would like to elaborate more on the matter since I think it is a vital plot for Elriel’s book. It’s quite long, I do apologize for that:)

Like I said, Beron allegiance with Briallyn didn’t make any sense to me and it also took me by surprise when I read ACOSF. Why?

A. Briallyn lived on the continent and Beron is in Prythian. Wouldn’t it be better for him to seek an ally that is closer to him instead? We know that Beron wants to be an ally with her because he heard about her ambition. And I suspect that Beron wants to be the High King or kill Feyre since he knows that she has his power. But one thing for sure is that he wants more power.

B. If he indeed wants to be High King or kill Feyre then I don’t believe that the other high lords would comply with him. Therefore, Beron wouldn’t stand a chance against the other high lords and lady in Prythian since it is two (before the queen was killed by Nesta) versus six. Plus, Briallyin lived in the continent thus her allegiance was not something that he could hold on to, imo.

So obviously we know that Briallyn is dead and her allegiance doesn’t mean anything anymore. However, from her allegiance with Beron we now know that Beron for sure set to be the other villain of this new overarching plot alongside Koschei. And I also think that Beron would be the main villain for the next book because a villain as big as Koschei would likely be dealt in the last book.

Now, why is it tied with Elriel? I think Rhysand’s warning in Az’s POV explains it plainly, and I can’t help but think that it is a set up, a foreshadowing, of what would happen in the next book, especially since Koschei’s plotline is not foreshadowed enough in ACOSF and we only know of his onyx box which we get from ACOWAR.

If we acknowledge that Elriel is endgame and their story is next, then Beron surely comes to play in the next book. Their relationship will push the overarching plot one step closer to its climax.

FYI, I can’t see Lucien invoke the Blood Duel himself, he is a decent person so he will respect and understand Elain’s choice to be with Azriel since it is definitely where we are going in the matter of endgame. But, Beron, as cruel as he is, will surely make use of the situation to profit himself, to reach his ambition that is momentarily squashed with Briallyn dead.

These are possible results of what could happen with Blood Duel plotline:

1. Beron would ally himself with Koschei as Briallyn did before because he knows he is outnumbered if he declared a war against the Night Court.

2. Beron could convince other high lords in Prythian to go against the Night Court if Lucien was killed in the Blood Duel, I pray that it will not happen though Lucien deserve some peace and happiness with the woman who wants and loves him voluntarily.

3. Eris would rebel against his father's order for Lucien to invoke the duel, and Beron would be dethroned by Eris and he would be the next high lord of Autumn Court.

I personally lean more on number three, because with Eris being the high lord wouldn’t it be one of the key topics for Mor’s book? It is already confirmed that Sarah pitched Mor’s story as one of the books and she admits that she doesn’t know what the novella is going to be. So, it’s safe to assume that Mor will get a full novel, not a novella one. Seeing her sparse appearance and development we’ve seen of her in ACOSF, then it is also logical to assume that Mor will not be the next book main character.

In conclusion, Elriel needs to happen to address Beron's situation and bring the overall plot of the series a bit higher before it reaches climax in the final book. Is it also possible that Beron’s scenario still can be addressed without it being tied to Elain and Azriel? Yes, but, I will say it again, Rhysand’s warning is a clue, a foreshadowing, of what conflict will be covered in the next book. For an author to drop something as big as that but not happening is a lazy writing in my opinion.

In the previous question I also mentioned that Elriel’s story is kinda similar to Iliad. Their set up is pretty much similar to me, however, I don’t think Elriel’s story will end in tragedy since Sarah doesn’t like to read, write, sad endings.

I’m sorry if I come off as ordering you around, but I really appreciate it if you and other metas also put your thought in the whole Beron/Elriel situation since I’m 95% sure Elain book is next and Azriel will be her LI seeing there is no progress with her and Lucien yet.

And I still stand by my point, you and other Elriel metas keep me sane when all of Elriel antis trying their hardest to discredit all of Elriel’s interaction and feeling in order to make their ship endgame. Thank you so much❤️❤️❤️

Wowza! This has got to be one of the longest asks I have ever received, hahah, congratulations and thank you for taking the time to write it to me! 

I would definitely consider doing such a meta, I am working on my Elriel debunking one currently, chipping away at it slowly! It’s a big boy.

I definitely agree that it is a very important and key point because like you said Elriel will be the trigger that pushes this story forward, giving Beron the push he needs, and also it will give or potential for Eris to step in and also Lucien by proxy. It would as you said accelerate the whole plot.

I have said before and I will say it again, Elriel brings so much plot to the story and ties in so many different characters, that say Gwynriel for arguments sake, doesn’t. I have no doubts at all who are the next POVs.

Agree with literally every ounce of your first ask, they have all the ties. There is no point mentioning The blood Duel if it is never going to come in to play, whether they actually do it or get close too it has to happen now. And if that is the case then Elriel clearly has to happen to get there! I don’t think Lucien would participate because I think he would respect Elains decision but who knows...

I feel like their is potential for his hand to be forced by say Beron or someone else, like you said though all ties roll back to Elain. And her ARC. 

I am so sorry you don’t feel like you can post it yourself, because you clearly have some great well thought out perspective, and you are well spoken. I am sure the fandom would love to hear your thoughts from you, when you are ready of course. Until then you are always welcome to come here and share with me!!

Going to answer your second one separately because I didn’t read the second one first and now I see you said to answer the other one ahhhahaha

[dahniwitchoflight]

Homesquared Chapter 16

Alrighty, that was a fun tangent, now back to John it seems?

Oh, no, Narration of John (So Actually Dirk, speak of the devil and he shall appear and all that etc etc)

“ leaving John with one final touch on the shoulder. John leans into it in response, though he’s a bit ashamed of chasing down a sliver of physical affection so soon after obliterating Karkat’s evening like he had. “

pfft lol so Im not the only one that thought it would be funny if that scene was interpreted in a Pale Romantic light, even though that really wasn’t what was happening

OIh! but we still get Roxy, just the other version of Roxy

Roxy subtly being like “hey!! shit has apparently gone down, were not exactly close atm but I feel bad about you dying to want to know if youre still alive so im gonna message you while trying to make it look like i dont care about it as much as I do”

JOHN: trying to align my memories of my youth with whatever is happening right now so

and the wonderful question is, what IS going be happening with you now John?

Roxy looking nice and casual, but also yeah narration, why are you making this ominous, its not like Roxy’s out here to double spy on behalf of Jane, I don’t think Roxys on her side THAT much

ROXY: may have to do a smidge more if my old bff decides im next on the list for bombing out

ROXY: but so far so good

ROXY: just a coupla exploded cars in the yard from some shenanigans our dear son and his friends were in but u kno it is what it is!!!

Roxy once again being a master of hiding how shes feeling, even when trying to open up, feeling pretty stressed about whats happening with Jane, understandable, the exclamation points give it away lol

The narration is really trying to make John nervous though

OH lol that was the implication haha no lol John it obviously wasn’t that

“John feels his shoulders unbunch. Of course. Yeah. He’s almost embarrassed by how relieved he feels. So what if his ex wife wanted to hook up? Shouldn’t that be a situation he could navigate? Don’t people like to find solace in human physical connection during dire times? Why did the idea of it make his mind white out in panic more than, say, any number of the traumas he just experienced? He doesn’t know, but he believes Roxy that he must look pretty haggard. He probably feels haggard? Maybe sitting down will feel better.“

lol once again, Dirk has no idea how to read Roxy at all and just trips over himself and his assumptions XD

Yeah, looks like Roxy not on the Jane train and is doing some takesies backsies, shes glossing over her feelings on the matter still though, I know thats par for the course of how Roxy tends to handle stuff too but I wish shed open up a bit more, but maybe shes playing the smart game, yknow, knowing that Dirk has a hard time reading her, so glossing over stuff is how you protect yourself against the narrative force, confusion and vaguery in the narrative and her actions only helps her to keep control over it, because at any point, you can decide to “clear up” any narrative “miscommunication” or “confusion” and lay down what is it thats actually happening with you any time you want

Void working in the behind the scenes to do what they want

JOHN: like it’s my HOUSE.

JOHN: but mostly it always felt like my dad’s house?

JOHN: and when i started living there after i moved out of here, it was like i crammed myself back into whatever was left of my kid self?

JOHN: and it didn’t feel good, but it at least was familiar, you know?

JOHN: like living there let me feel closer to my dad, trying to be like the way i remember him, or like how i remember him wanting me to be, or something?

JOHN: and i didn’t realize how much i hated doing that until i saw it all go up in flames.

JOHN: so i guess i could have used my powers to stop the fire and save whatever was left of the place, but i couldn’t bring myself to do it.

JOHN: like some fucked up part of me was glad i got there too late?

JOHN: so i just sat there, watching, trying to figure out why watching my house burn down felt like i was being released from prison.

JOHN: and even now i keep trying to explain it away, as though it’s because of how fucked up everything else is that it made me feel good.

JOHN: but that’s just bullshit.

JOHN: it DID feel good.

JOHN: i DO feel free.

JOHN: sorry.

ROXY: no need 2 apologize

ROXY: we just delved in2 my whole gender thing last time so it seems fine for u to have a turn

JOHN: i didn’t say it was a gender thing.

Im pretty sure you’re talking about a gender thing John, like, very 100% sure now this is what’s happening

because if you were actually a girl, of course you’re dad leaving all these notes about how one day hes gonna be so proud of the man youll become, yeah, that can feel a little pressuring, even if your dad didnt mean it like that, since he was unfailingly the kind of dad just bumbling around trying to understand their kid as best they could and leave encouragements everywhere, thats what his intent was, but all his notes come off a bit wrong in particular issues

remember the note under the fridge that was all like “SON. IF YOURE READING THIS NOTE, YOUVE FINALLY BECOME STRONG ENOUGH OF A MAN TO PICK UP THE FRIDGE.” not exactly that but that was always the vibe Dad’s little notes always had

Yeah, i can see how John would view it as a bit off, but if he hadnt the self awareness to realize it was a gender thing at the time, hed be understandly confused as to why such a thing would bother him

now though, he’s realizing, maybe, he doesn’t exactly want to be the man his dad always encouraged him to be

John does seem a lot happier here in his convo with Roxy than he did on his own when the house was burning, that conversation with karkat left me wondering if John was about to start dissociating he was so down, but here he says he feels freeing and happy about it?

ROXY: but like now that u mention it

ROXY: *meaningful pause*

JOHN: …

JOHN: i

JOHN:

John’s beginning to question stuff, or acknowledge that he’s questioning stuff, cuz it’s true, and hes feeling happy about it, in a way that he wasnt before, but he hasnt quite connected the dots here between the happy feeling and what exactly he has to be happy about

ROXY: aight then no wind bending just use your mangrit

Roxy flexes, the corner of her mouth pulled up into a familiar grin. John feels his guts, so recently calmed, twist up into knots again. Her eyebrows shoot up and the smile loosens. He must have shown something on his face.

ROXY: ok or just like push when i push

ROXY: we both got sick muscles

ROXY: no other adjectives necessary

JOHN: yeah ok.

Yeah Roxy’s 100% picked up on it, and maybe Dirk has as well if the narration is commenting on it

Alrighty then, to the secret lair under the bed!

oh I just noticed how kind of cute and interesting Roxy’s nickname for Harry is, “Lil H A” Harry Anderson shortens to Ha like laughter haha

and if Harry had Roxy’s last name, it’d be Harry Anderson Lalonde

Lil HAL

lol what is Callie doing under Roxy’s secret bedchamber XD

This whole secret bedchamber thing is turning into one big metaphor isn’t it?

That thing behind the curtain kind of looks like the Attic Portal shape from Hiveswap though

that’d be neat if that was it, like obviously we knew one of the cherubs had to have something to do with that portal just going by the design of it alone

Honestly it makes sense that Callie is doing it under the curtain of Roxy’s Void, it’s honestly the safest place to do something like that

lol Calliope has grown past writing fanfic about shipping and being in love, now the drama of broken relationships and divorce is all the rage XD character growth? haha

CALLIOPE: besides, hUman divorces are even more fascinating than i had ever imagined, and being able to witness yoUrs in motion was an honoUr.

CALLIOPE: so i consider Us aboUt even at this point.

Calliope just burned him harder than his childhood home’s destruction

CALLIOPE: ah right, right. yoU're probably a little cUrioUs as to where the dickens we are.

have you been talking to Jake lol (I mean, probably Original Grandpa Jake tbh if that portal is actually the portal)

Alright so John is getting caught up on the major plot points, Earth C is indeed in the large black hole, his choice didn’t matter since both choices happened anyway yadda yadda

CALLIOPE: think of it like a coin flip.

CALLIOPE: the series of events that led to Us being trapped beyond the event horizon of an Ubermassive black hole could be considered "tails", while the events which would have occUrred otherwise could be considered "heads".

CALLIOPE: since both were possible, and paradox space is the way it is, they actUally both happened. and we jUst "happened" (hee hee) to get tails instead of heads.

yup yup yup pretty par for the course of timesplits in homestuck so far

CALLIOPE: not at all! since both possibilities depend on one another's existence, it really doesn't make sense to call them "right" or "wrong". they both just "are".

yup, this is true, the ending’s of both referenced the others, so it’s disingenuous to say one is “canon” while the other isn’t

one is simply in the realm of actual possibility, the other is in the realm of unlikely possibility

More than likely, John would have chosen to leave and go die and be the hero like in Meat, but there was still the possibility that he would stay, even if it was unlikelier than the other, but since both were possible choices for him to realistically make, both actually happened for real

CALLIOPE: anyway, the reason i went on this tangent in the first place was to explain that the space we are standing in right now has a special significance, in that it is the location which corresponds to the black hole's singUlarity

that’s interesting, so there’s the original meteor that crashed into the surface of Earth C, and it’s in here that the singularity of what I don’t wanna call the Green Hole to match the Green Sun when I wanna talk about this specific Black Hole lolol

but yeah, here in this meteor lies the crux of the paradox it seems, interesting, also interesting again, this is where that Hiveswap Portal is

Hiveswap does have a plot point of “Joey must do thing in 11 days otherwise Earth and Alternia will be destroyed” and the only known destruction event of Earth and Alternia so far in canon is the Green Sun’s Creation from the destruction of both universes (and then later Callie’s destruction of the green sun into the black hole) so is Hiveswap gonna be a factor in the green sun’s destruction/creation as well? (Joey has the symbol of the Green Sun for a reason, I’m super curious as to what factor Joey has in relation to the Green Sun’s Existence, We still don’t know what the fact those black monsters are too, they’re like nega-first guardians, the kind of things that look like would come out of a Black Hole that came from the Green Sun tbh)

It’s all inter-related I tells ya

ROXY: ur not gonna enter a weird time vortex and change the trajectory of a little girls life with the power of love

JOHN: aw.

You say that now but

CALLIOPE: it's not strictly speaking "bad" for Us to be inside of a black hole, mUch thoUgh that contradicts most of what anyone knows about them.

CALLIOPE: of coUrse, if we had fallen into it, that woUld be a whole other kettle of fish.

CALLIOPE: the tidal forces woUld have stretched Us all into spaghetti and then ripped us apart!

CALLIOPE: bUt the natUre of oUr arrival was more akin to simply "being" here, sUddenly. one moment we were not, and the next moment we were, and somehow always had been.

yeah that’s basically how this multiverse’s reality works, the future is a thing that already physically exists, just in a different location in the universe somewhere else

time travel and spacial teleportation could be said to be the same thing all along

that’s why violating the events of the future has actual consequences, because its like asking to go somewhere that doesn’t exist but how has to exist because it’s the future, too much of that and reality starts cracking at the seams to make room

same thing happens with sessions and playing sburb

the planets and dreaming moons and all that simultaneously have always existed here, and started existing only because the player played the game and the planets were generated upon entering a session, but to the player involved, it looks and feels like you are just being teleported to a different location in the universe, because you also kind of are

CALLIOPE: i mean, the natUre of space and time is a little finicky in here, bUt for the most part it doesn't seem to be anything too oUt of the ordinary.

CALLIOPE: bUt beyond that, it means that we are sealed away from the rest of existence.

CALLIOPE: oUr sphere of inflUence is limited to the sphere of the black hole's bounding horizon.

CALLIOPE: as far as everyone else is concerned, we might as well not even exist!

So you’re just in a little seperated bubble, that’s not connect temporally to any other place of existence, you aren’t anywhere in the past or the future of anywhere else

nowhere leads here, and here can not lead outwards either, theoretically, and yes it exists, so it must also

JOHN: is there no way we could let anyone know that we're in here...?

CALLIOPE: almost certainly not!

CALLIOPE: there are very few ways for anything to escape the kind of predicament that we are in right now. one of them is to be an all-powerfUl being with control over the very fabric of space, with the energy of two Universes at yoUr disposal.

CALLIOPE: in which case, escape woUld become rather trivial, if a little Unscientific.

JOHN: ok. i am going to assume that we can't just do that.

CALLIOPE: yoU've hit the nail on the head, UnfortUnately. U_U

CALLIOPE: the method i described was the one employed by my alternate self, who yoU may recall crashed through the event horizon in the body that once belonged to jade harley.

CALLIOPE: she departed through a pUnctUre she created in the black hole's surface shortly after consUming my brother, a deed which provided her with the necessary "oomph", and which was frankly rather breathtaking to watch. =u=

CALLIOPE: bUt Upon her departUre, the rift closed for good. as far as i can see, there's simply no way for Us to commUnicate with the world oUtside the black hole.

CALLIOPE: i woUld certainly be very sUrprised to find oUt that anyone had managed sUch a thing!

So someone else definitely has managed to do such a thing

JOHN: knowing that we're inside of a black hole... does that actually change anything?

JOHN: like, can't we just go on living like normal?

CALLIOPE: oh absolUtely not.

CALLIOPE: i don't know if yoU've noticed john bUt this world is on the brink of a total cataclysm.

JOHN: oh.

CALLIOPE: oUr exclUsion from the overarching coUrse of events which governs all reality means that oUr existence here is liable to dramatic and violent Upheaval.

CALLIOPE: to pUt it another way, becaUse nothing in here "matters", we are likely to be sUbjected to things which are a bit bats in the belfry, for no reason other than it's totally insignificant to the wider canon of reality.

CALLIOPE: and mUch thoUgh i am personally titillated by some of the conseqUences of this predicament, it is a degrading way for Us to live. u_u

JOHN: that's... certainly one way to put it, yeah...

yeah, so because here in the black hole neither affects the past or the future of anywhere else, being so disconnected, they are technically free of the reigns of the Alpha Timeline that exists elsewhere in the multiverse

the Alpha Timeline now being understood to simply mean, The Narrative

Things are the way they are because they are thus written to be so

CALLIOPE: at first, i believed that this was simply necessary. Us playing tails to oUr coUnterparts' heads, the black to their white, and so forth.

CALLIOPE: bUt over the years i have come to the conclUsion that this is simply not kosher.

ROXY: its total bs is what it is

CALLIOPE: right, yes.

CALLIOPE: a steaming pile of bUllshite.

CALLIOPE: and so we have decided that something needs to be done aboUt it.

Hmmm. It’s a dangerous idea to be playing with for sure, to decide all the black pieces in the game of chess suddenly become white, it is a very flip turning of reality upside down to be sure

To be honest, I’d think you’d need a powerful Doom player at your disposal to even try something like this

or actually, a powerful Doom user would be most likely to shut this entire thing down, knowing how bad of an idea it’d be, maybe it’s more you need a powerful Life player to do something like this instead

is that also why Dirk viewed Jane as an ally then? She would technically have the kind of power to upend the black and white doomy laws of reality if driven to her full potential, i mean obviously yes, we know this already because of the candy colored I-can-do-whatever-I-want-with-no-consequences lollipop

Is this what Calliope hopes to achieve with the Hiveswap Portal then? her goals for Joey and friends are to be the ones to prevent their universe’s twin destructions, and thus the Green Sun’s initial existence and then also the destruction into the Black Hole after the fact? that would be one way to prevent the Black Hole from existing, making it so the thing that creates the black hole never exists either

and that's certainly a canon event that would be difficult to tear asunder without major consequences

That would be a “Re-writing Homestuck from the very beginning” level of canon event

And if I’m correct, Joey is theorized by me to be a Mage of Life, if any classpect at their full potential was gonna do something like that, or have the impossible knowledge to something impossibly paradoxical like that, well..

ROXY: but u dont need to worry abt busting us outta space jail tbh

ROXY: thats not ur problem to fix

JOHN: oh.

JOHN: i'm... not sure i follow, then.

ROXY: i mean yeah ur gonna obvs facilitate it in a sense

ROXY: but only by going and busting the person who can actually help us outta normal earth jail

CALLIOPE: we need yoU to free vriska from the clUtches of oUr misgUided friend jane, and bring her here, to the singUlarity.

ROXY: weve been calling it the plot point

CALLIOPE: yes, the plot point is a key part of oUr plan.

CALLIOPE: as far as we have been able to sUrmise, the only remaining method for escaping oUr grim confinement depends on leveraging the UniqUe properties of this location to create an event of sUch catalcysmic proportions that it simply cannot be contained within the black hole any more.

CALLIOPE: something SO dramatic, so hyper-relevant, that it becomes ontologically impossible for anyone to ignore it.

CALLIOPE: for that, we need an individUal of sUfficient narrative cloUt, so to speak.

CALLIOPE: and to liberate her, who better than the embodiment of the aspect of freedom itself?

I mean yeah! makes sense! Johns major factor here is Freedom, Vriska’s is Importance

and yeah, I can think of no other wholly dramatic event that to mess with stuff with the Green Sun, everyone will have eyes on that, they have to, their whole existence the way it is relies on it

But, they could also mean something else, its only condition is that it has to be something so imflappably impossible, something so not-canon and so outrageous that it basically horse-shoes around to the other end of the canon spectrum to being something that truly exists again

and that could be literally anything and it’s nerve wracking and exciting to see what thing theyre gonna come up with to just directly kneecap Homestuck itself

ROXY: thx babe

ROXY: oh is it 2 soon for that joke or

JOHN: no, weirdly enough, that one’s fine.

(yeah that’s because Babe can be construed as feminine June)

so, I’m basically convinced they’re doing June Egbert now

that to me was like, pretty severely on the nose

John: Hey Roxy, what it does mean when you find a sense of freedom when all of the symbolism of the masculinity surrounding your childhood burns down around you

Roxy: idk It’s probably a gender thing man

John: I didn’t say the word gender-

Roxy: It’s ok babe no pressure, we can hash it out later

John: Hmm, later then. :)

Roxy: (Turns and looks towards the camera with a knowing smile)

shit all that imagery makes me think of Roxy as that picture of the small kid smirking at the camera while a house burns in the distance XD

[shyrose57]

Brothers anon back with a worked out timeline! And Misstressoffandoms sorry im responding so late! I completely missed your reply. Thats what I ended up doing but im hoping to eventually be able to completely copy those eailer asks and put them on my notes app.

When this gets a major update I'll resend if you want me too.

CURRENT AGES! (When they left Subbin)

Ran-19

Ranbob-26 (Previously 28 but decided to change it a bit, decided I didn't like the 9 year age difference between the brothers)

Watson-33 (Previously 35 but decided to change it a bit)

Jackie-16

Grievous-22

Benjamin-30

Cletus-24

Charles-25 (Previously 27 but decided to change it)

Isaac-29

CURRENT TIME LINE! (THIS IS NOT INDEPTH AND IS INSTEAD INTENDED TO GIVE A BRIEF SUMMARY OF EVERYTHING, DETAILS MAY BE CHANGED DEPENDING ON WHATS ADDED)

-Dream gets control of Ranbob and uses him to basically commit genocide in Mizu, Ran barely escapes. 

-After living alone for 6 years Ran arrives in Subbin, takes part in the Pit tournament, and gains a family. At the same time the fishermen find and rescue Ranbob, bringing him to their home.

-2 years past with Ranbob recovering and having a haunting, and Ran fighting while spending time with his own haunting. 

-Isaac manages to convince his group to go to Subbin even though Ranbob is a bit nervous, the fishermen join The Pit for the promise of money and fun. Ranbob gets pinned against Ran (doesnt know its Ran) and sees the King of The Hill is on with Ran at the top. Ranbob climbs up to see Ran there, he is shocked and approaches him with weapon dropped and shaking, Ran kicks him off the edge. Ranbob slams his head into the ground and dislocates his shoulder, rises up to see the King of The Hill dropping. Ranbob tries to talk to Ran only for Ran to run to him and slam him into the ground, yelling at and threatening him. He carries him over to the edge of the arena and at this point Porkius calls off the fight and the fishermen and Gladiators enter the arena to seperate them. Ran cursing out Ranbob as he gets dragged away. Ranbob gets treated in the medical wing as Ran storms about and the two groups talk and match everything up.

-Weeks past with incredible tension in the air. They decide that taking a trip may help and after getting approval from Porkius, manage to convince Ranbob and trick Ran to come along.

-After agurements and tense moments while in a carriage, they get out and walk to their next destination. A flower biome. Where they manage to relax and have fun for a few days before moving on.

-Next Watson leads them to a nearby waterfall he found with a tunnel behind it, the brothers get water splashed on them by Isaac and Jackie being idiots, and from dripping water in the cave, leaving Ran with burns to his neck and hands, while Ranbob has burns to his cheeks and also to his neck. The burns fade quickly with help of burn cream Watson brought with. 

-After they pass the tunnel they see a shattered Savanna, and decide to travel through it. Tension ramps up when both Grievous and Cletus almost fall off halfway up a mountain, and when Rans scowling and growling end up sending Ranbob so far away from him he almost walks off the edge. 

-Watson says the Savanna is to dangerous and leads them to a nearby roofed forest, where they have their first run in with Raq and learn that Ran is still being hunted. 

-After 3 morw run-ins with Raq they move to another forest, this time Oak, and stumble upon a village, where they stop for supplies. This is also where they learn of Kelalen, but the librarian they learned it from dismisses them as lunatics and to avoid them. Upon pressing for more info they find out it was like Mizu, to which Ranbob shows interest and excitement.

-They move on to a Tagia biome where everyone attempts to tame a wolf and fails, expect Charles, Watson, and Ran. Charles gets 4 dogs from this and is very happy.

-While running to shelter in a cave from a thunderstorm, the brothers lag behind the rest, and start to badly agure. At the end Ran shouts something that makes Ranbob stop, stare at him with teary eyes, and run away. Ran almost goes after him but doesnt and instead goes to tell the others. While Ranbob finds another smaller cave to hide it, and after some harsh words, everyone goes searching for him. Leaving Ran alone and leaving him with his guilt ridden, horrible feeling, and merciless mind

-They get Ranbob to come back to find Ran gone, at first almost no one wants to go after him. Saying how it's all his fault. But eventually they agree to look for him after the storm has passed. Its a full day until the storm passes and the gladiators have become very worried for Ran. 

-When they finally look for him, it takes them hours to find him. And they only find him when there's a sudden shout through the woods, leading them to Raq mid-attack on Ran, taking advantage of his distraction of being lost in his own mind. Sadly their a bit late and aren't able to save Ran from a blindness potion. But are able to chase Raq away. Ran suffers due to the potion, and everyone is distressed.

-3 days pass until they manage to collect themselves up enough to move, after Ranbob said that he believes the town of Kelalen is nearby, he believes traveling there is worth the risk.

-It takes a week to travel to Kelalen and at first they get turned away, before Lucia recognizes some features of Ranbob and feels bad turning them away when Ran is blind. So they get brought in and Ran gets cured. 

-They stay in Kelalen for 4 weeks (minimum, may be more later on, im actually thinking along the lines of months) where they learn more about everything and Foolish who is particularly interesting. And after a while and long conversations they say goodbye and continue on to their next biome, a snow biome.

-While in the snow biome they meet a particular old enderman who used to live with members of the SMP. He reveals his name as Edward and upon meeting Ran and Ranbob he makes the connection with them to Ranboo. And starts to happily tell stories and teach lessons. But when Ran leaves to go to bed, Edward reveals that Ran does love Ranbob, but is struggling with his own nightmares that make it hard for him to show it to Ranbob. Who hesitates believing him, but eventually does. From here on Ranbob looks at and thinks of Ran in a different view. 

-After the snow biome theres no real destination next on their list, so they decide to just explore. 

-3 months past before something interesting happens. Whenever they come across a village Jackie has formed a habit of asking them about Foolish, as he took a interest in him. And he eventually gets a village that goes "Yes Foolish is that way." And he excitedly drags everyone else with him to meet Foolish. 

-They get to Foolish's home and start exploring. Jackie is alone when Foolish confronts him and Jackie brings him to the others. Foolish isn't exactly nice at first but warms up upon seeing the brothers again, as he's reminded of Ranboo. Hes informed about Dream and he is horrified to learn that and offers his help, they decline beliving themselves already free of Dream. Just before the group leaves Foolish gives them access to his armoury, saying how he feels like they'll need it. Before Ran can leave Foolish gives him a special totem of undying, saying he truly means he'll help, and that he feels they may face Dream again. Foolish tells Ran to break it when they need help and he'll be summoned to them. Ran leaves disturbed.

-2 years have passed with the group and brothers getting closer, along with occasional attacks from Raq and other hunters. They head back to Subbin. Their goal of getting the brothers closer achieved. Their still not as close as they used to be, but their close enough they can joke around, be left in the same room together alone without someone being stabbed, and even hug. Though Ran still hasnt fully forgiven Ranbob yet, but he's trying his best. Their on their way back to Subbin when nightmares between the two start ramping up, and Ranbobs episodes where he tries to run back to Dream are also on the rise. Everyone is starting to suspect something is happening but isn't sure what and so try to move on. When next Raq attack he brings back up again, this time instead of focusing on Ran, they focus on Ranbob. When Raq is defeated and finally caught, they ask why, and Raq reveals that theres a person who put a high bounty on Ranbob. Raq dies from Ran and Cletus.

-Ranbob fears its Dream, the others comfort him saying Dream can't escape Mizu. Their wrong.

-They finally get to Subbin and things are normal for a while, until Porkius reveals that Ranbob probably shouldn't be alone for a while. When asked why he reveals that the bounty on Ranbob has been put back up in Subbin, although he's going as fast as he can to nullify it. Benjamin, Charles, and Watson go to the local bar where bounties are put. And sure enough there's one for Ranbob there.

-When they get back Ran reveals what Foolish told him about facing Dream. They realizie Dream somehow got out and is hunting Ranbob down. Ranbob is terrified but they manage to comfort him. And they come to the conclusion they need to fight Dream. They spend months preparing and training for it. 

-(This is the end bit and has yet to be fully figured out. So it'll be added in at a later time.)

Notes: During the whole time traveling, unless specified, Ran and Ranbob are far away from each other. Ran tending to be in the very front of the group with Ranbob in the very back. And whenever Ranbob got close to a gladiator Ran would growl at him to back off. 

If you have any questions feel free to ask! (And if I missed anything please tell me so I can add it)

And I wanna check, am I still ok to send these?- to like talk about my au or no?- I'm afraid I've overstayed my welcome honestly and if I did I dont want to annoy you and will stop! And if you still don't mind, is there anything you want me to change? In general?

This’ll be helpful for the future! Also, Charles has four dogs, that’s adorable. 

Of course you’re okay to send ‘em, I love reading these things! 

I will never be annoyed about getting to see someone’s cool ideas and see how they choose to build on them. That sort of thing is awesome, and I love seeing it, your AU most certainly a favorite in that like. Send as many as you’d like, and I’ll be all the happier for it.

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It's incredibly rare for me to write smut and even rarer for me to feel comfortable sharing any of it with anyone, but I'm staring at the rest of the ideas on that wheel and wishing those two facts about me were less true because, DAMN

BRO THOSE ARENT EVEN THE HALF OF IT LIKE IVE THOUGHT ABOUT THESE. IVE BEEN POSSESSED BY SOMETHING EVIL AND IT MADE ME FURIOUSLY TYPE NEARLY 1000 WORDS ABOUT GORDON WEARING NITRILE GLOVES AND JAMMING HIS FINGERS IN BENREYS MOUTH

after benrey shows up its him and gordon split up from the rest of them and theyre being pursued by cops and gordon spots a very narrow corridor/alleyway/passage/fucking whatever and yoinks benrey in there with him to hide....... and he covers benreys mouth instinctively to get him to shut up and hes got the gloves on.

and hes got long fingers pressed up tight against benreys mouth and when benrey instinctively opens his mouth a little  to breathe, they get pressed in a little bit.......against his lips and teeth.......and they have such a distinctive clinical smell and gordons got his other arm wrapped around his waist and theyre pressed so closely against each other in the confined space and benreys got his back to gordons chest...... 

he licks gordons fingers out of sheer irritation/wanting to turn the tables a little and get gordon off of him b/c hes having a Fucking Reaction. maybe combined with a little bit of gordon hissing something mean/irritated right up close next to his ear

benrey, muffled: MMMFPGPHPG gordon, whispering directly into his ear: shut up shut up shut up theyre going to fucking find us benrey: (boner)

just thinking it would be cool and good and fun for gordon to irritatedly fingerfuck benreys mouth with a nitrile gloved hand in a cramped dark alleyway

ACTUALLY WAS LITERALLY JUST THINKING "okay but also what if they both just have to awkwardly part with the brand new knowledge that benrey was super fucking horny for it”. gordons never seen him that flushed and sweaty before in his fucking life and hes pretty fucking sure that was an honest to god boner

benrey awkwardly adjusting his pants and powerwalking away like "dont FUCKING talk to m--"

afterwards maybe gordon notices that whenever hes talking, benreys not really looking at him. hes looking at gordons hands. gordon starts moving his hands more vigorously and exaggeratedly just to check, and, yep. thats exactly whats fucking going on, isnt it

telling benrey to shut up and be fucking quiet while hes doing it but it has sort of the opposite effect. "if i add more fingers maybe he'll finally shut up--"

gordon grateful for his HEV suit b/c hes hard as a fucking rock from this and he doesnt want benrey to know how much hes getting off on this too. Anyway i was definitely watching the stream

corollary thought: gordon said just a moment ago that this HEV suit is different........gordon frustration momence where he expects the suit to jack him off and relieve his tension, but......it doesnt

hes never wanted to be out of this suit and pressing his dick up against benreys ass so bad in his fucking life

and maybe he gets frustrated enough to push a little harder......fuck benreys mouth with more energy and less worry about whether or not benreys gonna gag.......press him up against the wall hard enough to be uncomfortable, maybe even ache a little in theory, but it all just gets benrey hotter and makes him louder and he cannot believe all of this shit is just getting benrey off more and theres nothing he can do about it

what if benrey came solely from getting his mouth fucked haha jk unless ....... thinking about it being some specific thing that gordon mutters into his ear that gets him off at last. i dont know what exactly. but.,

he pulls back and benreys more of a fucking mess than hes ever seen before and its so obvious that hes essentially a step removed from having just fucked benrey silly in an alleyway and it stresses him out so badly that now gordons the one angrily powerwalking away with a boner

its painfully obvious to the rest of the science crew that theres something up with gordon now b/c hes super stressed out and irritable and snappy and gordons paranoid that they can tell theres something weird going on with benrey, too, but actually benrey just simps like that all the fucking time and they cant tell the difference between "benrey fucked stupid" and "benrey regular stupid"

gordon keeps getting into dangerous situations b/c he just keeps zoning out thinking about those sounds benrey was making and the feeling of his tongue all hot and wet against the material of his gloves and the look of his face all flushed and sweaty and the spit dripping from his mouth afterwards and then he almost gets shot b/c hes too fucking horny

benrey cackling and grinning at him later as he saves his ass and it just makes gordon fucking woozy with it

craving the most awkward interaction in the world here: "darnold.......youre a doctor. if i have a boner for more than 4 hours i should see a doctor. right"

darnold: what in the fuck, gordon 

hes not going to ask. he doesnt want to have this conversation. hes not even that kind of fucking doctor and gordon knows this, ordinarily, but he hasnt had blood flow to his brain in over 4 hours. dude desperately needs to just sneak off to a bathroom and jack off to get his mind right again

this is just gross for no reason but consider this: gordon coming all over his hand and he hurriedly tucks himself back into his suit but when he gets out of the stall he still looks freshly fucked and like a total mess and benreys eyes beeline to the cum on his gloved hand and he. and he

puts

gordons fingers

in his mouth.

ANYWAY BYEEEEE

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🌸EX'S AND OH'S (part 2)🌸

arón piper imagine

Since so many people requested a part 2 and I got a lot of time right now, here it is! Im not very proud of it but i still hope y‘all enjoy🥰

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It has been 2 weeks since that weird dinner had taken place. You were still very sure your boyfriend didnt love you anymore but you were too attached to break up with him.

You had never spoken to him about that night and he didnt mention anything either.

Neither have you talked to Arón or Emma since and you werent sure if they were still together. Arón had told you he was going to break up with her soon but Emma would‘ve surely texted you about it, she was one of your best friends after all.

It was now Saturday afternoon and you were busy managing to get to the grocery story and then picking up your boyfriend from work.

So you grabbed your stuff and got into the car.

The shopping didnt take too long this time since there werent many people. Afterwards you drove to his workplace and parked the car to wait for him.

While you were busy scrolling through instagram, he got into the car and slammed the door shut.

„Hey.“ you smiled at him but he didnt even look at you.

He seemed mad.

„You okay?“

He just nodded while looking out the window.

You figured if you asked again, he‘d snap at you so you just started the engine and drove back home.

On the way there was this weird silence between the both of you until he sighed loudly and said:“We gotta end this y/n. Pull over there.“

You looked at him for a second and checked for a spot to pull over.

„What?“ you asked and stopped the engine.

„You heard me. I cant be with you anymore. Im sorry, i know thats not fair but i cant be with someone who doesnt love me anymore.“

You couldn’t believe him. „You“ didnt love him anymore?

„Its better for both of us.“ he ended and grabbed his backpack.

„What are you doing?“ you asked confused as he opened the door.

„Its better if you just pack your stuff soon. Maybe you can stay with your parents for a while.“

And he slammed the door.

Now he wanted you to move out?!

You were so mad! Not even sad. Not a single bit. You were fucking furious how he just kicked you out like this.

You could theoretically stay with your parents but you really didnt want to.

So you thought about it for a bit and tried to calm down so you could drive home.

As if the angels had spoken, your phone rang.

You looked for it in your bag and spoke:“Hello?“

-„Hey y/n.“ You heard Aróns voice answer you.

He was right on time.

„He broke up with me.“ was all you managed to say. „5 minutes ago.“ you continued.

You heard him sigh through the phone.

„Im sorry bout that. Emma and I broke up too. Yesterday. Well I broke up with her.“

You swallowed. „Are you okay?“ you softly asked him and bit your lip.

He coughed once before speaking up. „Sí, I‘m good. Do you want me to come over?“

-„Not right now. I have to pack. He kind of kicked me out.“

Arón immediately yelled:“He did what?!“

You swallowed again. „Yeah he did. He said I should move to my parents'.“

He didnt reply at first. Then he spoke:“Alright grab your stuff and come here.“

You just nodded even though he wasnt able to see it.

„Okay.“ you whispered.

„Okay.“ he softly spoke back.

Then you hung up.

And eventually managed to drive back home just to madly throw all your clothes and other things into two big suitcases. You just wanted go get out of there before he came back home.

Maybe it had all been planned by him. The whole Emma thing? I mean, you werent sure if they were a couple but the way they acted at the dinner it sure looked like it.

You then grabbed the groceries you had just bought and your two suitcases and hovered it all into you little car.

And then you took off to Arón‘s place.

On the way you quickly called him (ofc with the hands-free-device) that you‘d be there soon so he could maybe help you carry your stuff.

Once you got there he was already waiting outside the building and greeted you as he approached you.

„Hey girl.“ he said and pulled you in a tight warm hug.

„How are you feeling?“ he asked.

You nodded and replied:“I‘m okay. Thanks for all this.“

He had grabbed your suitcases and smiled at you.

„Of course. Just come on, get comfortable.“ He opened the door to his apartment and carried your stuff to his living room.

„You want a drink?“

-„Yes please.“

You both walked to the kitchen and he grabbed a bottle of tequila.

„Shots?“ You just nodded.

2 hours later

You both were now slightly drunk and joking around on his couch while soft music was filling up the tense room.

„Man I need some air.“ He spoke and got up, stumbling slightly.

„Where are you going?“

You sat up and touched your forehead.

„Come on.“

You stood up as well and he opened the balcony door.

„Fire escape.“ he said and grabbed your hand.

He was more drunk than you. He could barely walk, but you felt fine besides the slight tipsiness.

You supported him on the way up the fire escape until you were standing on the roof.

You noticed some chairs and empty beer bottles. As well as a hammock that was hanging inbetween a post and a column.

„Wow.“ you smiled and enjoyed the view over the lively business of Madrid.

„I know.“ he replied as he was standing right next to you.

You both just stared down at the lights until you felt something tickle your fingers.

Looking down you noticed that Aróns fingers were dancing around yours until he finally grabbed onto your hand to hold it tight.

„Its really beautiful.“ You managed to say while blushing as hell.

It was different than holding hands with your now-ex boyfriend. You didnt feel like it was just holding hands, it was more than that. It gave you a tingly, nice feeling.

„It is.“ he spoke and slowly pulled you to the back of the roof. In the dim lights of the city you could see a wooden bench with a small fireplace in front that looked like it hasnt been lit in ages.

„Thats my spot.“ arón explained and sat down next to you.

His hand was resting on your thigh as you both kept looking at the wonderful view over Madrid.

„Arón?“ you then asked quietly.

-„Hm?“ he asked back.

You sat up straight and looked at him.

„Why exactly did you break up with her?“

He smiled and turned his head away from you.

„You know the answer.“

You shook your head. „No I dont, thats why I asked.“

Arón chuckled cutely before replying:“Guess.“

No reason popped up in your head besides the fact that he might not have loved her anymore.

„Tell me.“ you demanded and grabbed his hand off your leg.

He laughed again and then finally looked at you.

„I could show you.“

You nodded.

And after he smiled at you once again, he brought his hand up to your cheek to caress it softly.

He kept staring into your eyes, then his brown eyes fell to your lips and back up to your eyes.

You knew exactly what he was going to do and you kind of knew it was too soon because your ex broke up with you not even 3 hours ago but it did feel like the right thing to do.

Aróns face came closer and you already closed your eyes to enjoy this moment.

Then you felt his soft lips on your and just let go.

You fully concentrated on him and this very moment. All your thoughts were gone and all you did was kiss him.

After a couple of seconds you pulled away and smiled at him.

He smiled too. Everything felt perfect until you suddenly felt very very strange.

Your stomach didnt feel good.

And before you could react, your head shot around and you threw up on the ground to your right.

Arón instantly held your hair back before you noticed him laughing.

You finished your business and came back up to him.

„Sorry.“ you apologized and wiped a bit of saliva off your mouth.

„Am I that bad of a kisser?“ he joked and stroked your red cheek.

You laughed too and replied:“Maybe. Maybe we have to do this again another time so you can improve.“

Arón took your face in his hands and said:“Alright, teach me then.“ before placing a soft kiss on your forehead and whispering one last word:“Babygirl.“