#and then when I got home for some reason my sister wasnt home even though she usually is bc its unlike her to go out unprompted

[raverinalavara]

Unfair Love

Your fingers were cramping from how hard you were holding the door. Your eyes mad to be deceiving you, Regulus fucking Black cant be standing in front of you. The guy you loved from the simply age of 5 all the way until the end of school. He had been your best friend, the guy you pined over for years and years while he pushed you aside every time he got a girlfriend. Only to suck you right back in when he got bored. 

“No..” You said moving to close the door to your brother's manor. Tom, Mattheo and You were triplets. Magical beings already formed crazy connections but the three of you could literally feel each other and each other's major feelings. So the shock and pain of seeing Regulus had pulled them from the upstairs living room to the top of the stairs. Leaning against opposite walls, Tom positions so he could see down the stairs easily keeping an eye on you while being positioned in a way to be easily overlooked. 

When Regulus pushed his way in, it took everything in both of them to stay put but your voice stopped them. “Tom is home. If that's not bad enough, so is Mattheo. Do not come any further into my home Regulus.” Regulus paused just inside the door, while he had been friends with both boys in school. He also knew they were fiercely protective of their ‘baby’ sister. They would kill each other if the other hurt her, so they would easily Avada him if he pushed to hard. 

“Y/n.. Dont marry him.” He said in a nonchalant tone. Acting like he wasnt rocking her world and trying to crumble her relationship to pieces. “ Regulus.. Your being a dick.” You said unconsciously stepping towards the stairs and pulling your hands up to your chest. He stepped towards you and smiled in a cocky way that made you want to slap him “Come on y/n/n, you know you its always been me.. Dont marry him.” 

Those words sparked anger in your gut. 

Stepping towards him this time you sneer. “I was second to every single girl that even looked your way in school! You literally asked me to the yule ball and then FORGOT and went with some girl from Ravenclaw! I cant.. I wont.. I.. I..” It felt like a let down to your last name when that spark died and never turned into a fire as you started to almost hyperventilate. Every time he broke your heart played through your head as his eyes flicked above your head. 

You didnt need to turn around to know your brothers were coming down. Mattheo was past you quickly, having moved before your breathing even got uneven. Tom wasnt as familiar with panic and anxiety attacks as you and he were. He didnt stop to comfort you as he grabbed his old friend harshly and jerked him out the door. He didnt slam it on his way out knowing that would just startle you and make it worse. 

Tom had always for some reason been the one you went to for comfort. You thought it was probably just because he was the ‘oldest’. He was the one who retucked you into bed when you had bad dreams even though he was the same age. He had always just carried himself in a way that gave big brother vibes. Every where you went people thought you and Matt were twins and Tom was the older brother. 

He would always have a hard time dealing with others feelings but he always made the most effort for his siblings. When you collapsed onto the stairs and started sobbing he moved the rest of the way to you quickly. He tries to get you to calm your breathing but its like you cant hear him. He does the only thing he knows too, the same thing he use to do when you were children and he couldnt wake you from a nightmare. Pressing his forehead to yours he gently entered your mind. it was easy to find you in panic because when all the thoughts finally formed into a picture you were stood frozen while everything moved around you. 

Him saying your name broke your focus as you turned confused then relieved to see him. “Tommy” You said in a broken whisper as he reached for you, tucking your head against his shoulder and hugging you he looked around. “Lets walk through all this, yeah?” Nodding against his chest “I just feel so much right now.. Im so mad at Regulus. Ive tried my entire life to be what he wants, to be someone he sees but he never did. I was just someone to placate his ego in between relationships.” 

Tom watches as memories of you crying, of Regulus manipulating you and leaving flash around him and he squeezes tighter. “He hasnt spoken t-to me in years and then he just shows up here the night before Im supposed to get married?!” You sob and then suck in a harsh breath “Oh my god. Teddy.. Whats he going to think when he finds out I was crying over another man when im supposed to be relaxing and getting ready to marry him!” 

You pull away and pull out of your head and then away from Tom in the real world. Standing you start to pace and pull at your hair. Tom sighs and stands to try and stop you but the door flies open. Mattheo running in frantically looking for you, only to be shoved out of the way by your tall sandy blond fiancee. “Tesoro” He barley whispers as he rushes to pull you into his arms. Your knees giving out again but he keeps you up. His huge hand cups the back of your head and neck as he shushes you gently. 

Theo swears his heart is breaking as your shoulders rack with sobs. He turns to look at his other best friends, Tom is staring at the door, clearing pissed and trying to stay put. Mattheo is pulling at his own hair when he sees the questions in his friends eyes. Hes struggling because he wants to tell him so he can better comfort you, but he doesnt want to betray your trust. Thankfully he doesnt have to, you can feel his panic and pull away just enough too look up. “Regulus was here.” 

Theos head snaps back to you and he tries to reign in his feelings quickly knowing that they will all play out on his face. His first feeling was worry, he had worked so hard to show you how you should actually be treated. So many dates where he couldnt even hold your hand yet. Regulus had treated you so poorly from day one that his nontoxic love was foreign and unwelcome. 

You had grown up in vastly different environments. Birthing triplets had killed your mother. While your father wasn't horrible or abusive, he was unattentive. He would rather you have a nanny (who he sleeps with before replacing and repeating) then try and raise you alone. While Theo grew up with parents who not only loved him but each other. 

Next was anger at the audacity. Then was worry again but this time for you. Taking a deep breath and taking your cheek in one hand he wipes your tears away. “Ok, tell me why your so upset by that. We have to be on the same page to talk through this. Can we go sit down?” you shake your head and pull him up the stairs, away from your brothers to your room. You let go of his hand and keep walking straight for your bathroom. 

After a few mintues long arms wrapped around you, crossing over and gripping your upper arms. “Im here, Tesoro. Whenever your ready.” You didnt register any measure of time as you stood under the water with him holding you and pressing kisses to your neck and shoulder. “I dont deserve you theo..” you say so quietly he almost doesnt hear. Before he can ask what you mean your already speaking. “Here I am, the night before marrying you, crying over some other guy.. God im so horrible.” 

Before your hands can cover your face, Theo has spun you around and is tilting your face forcing you to look at him. He looks just a little annoyed as he speaks, “Dont say that. Do you remember what Tesoro means?” You sniffle and nod but he raises his eyebrows waiting for you to say it. “It means treasure.” He nods and smiles just a little “So.. My Tesoro couldnt be horrible.. I get it darling.. He was your first love, theres a lot of trauma there. I know your not crying because you miss him, your crying for 17 year old you, for 15 year old you and so on. And thats ok, because thats how we heal.” 

Theos heart warmed as you stare up at him in awe. “I know its difficult for you, my love. That this open communication and understanding isnt something that comes naturally too you. So youll have to give me just a little grace while I continue to learn to navigate you. I promise one day Ill be an expert.” He leans in and kisses your forehead, staying there for just a moment to give you both a second to pull yourselves together. 

When he pulled back the smile he loves was back on your face. He sighs happily and kisses your nose before looking at you. Everything was right in his world again, all he needed to do now, was wait for you to go to sleep. Because Regulus.. Well Theo completely understood where YOU were coming from. But Black? Nah. While tending to lean towards his mothers Hufflepuff nature, sometimes he needs to remind people why he was sorted into Slytherin. Why he became friends with The Dark Lords children. Why he and your brothers trusted him to care for you. And tonight, it would be Regulus` turn to learn. 

[sonicnerd]

Amber

Alright, guess imma have to

First of all, the way they grew up:

Amber has privileges since she is a royal and we've seen how some royals act , specifically, clio and Hildegard.

Amber is used to having people do things for her which is kinda to be expected since she is a royal and she grew up with that kind of life. Jade , she grew up not privileged and you'd think she'd be grateful to have whatever she can but no, she's mad that her friend gets to have a family , if you ask me , that's toxic

Next,

Amber as we see later as the show goes on and specifically in season 3 & 4 (mostly 4) she improves and learns from her mistakes and becomes a better sister with time , hear that? With. Time. She. Becomes. Better. And. Improves.

Jade on the other hand, you may say "I'm only focusing on the bad episode", let's look at the other episode, the one where balilywick came along , Jade didn't go anything cause this episode was mainly just roland being worried about his daughter and wanted her to be safe so that's why balilywick was there and how Sofia didn't need to be protected or treated differently, yes there might have been a different lesson there but I got the basic stuff from it. And the other episode, that was Sofia and Cedric based , when they went to see the sorcerers, that was Sofia helping Cedric and Cedric dad see eye to eye while the other buttercups did good deeds. Other than that, Jade is toxic/bad.

So , Amber has character development to be better to others and to her sister. Jade doesn't really have any of that other than when she's not with Sofia

The sleep over episode "oh their just kids having fun 🥺", no! Would you like it if someone acted like that in your home?? I think the fuck not. Even if they were having fun you'd think they'd at least try to you know, not mess stuff up and have manners at someone else's place and be respectful , ESPECIALLY to ROYALS. Even though they are friends, still, be respectful of others homes

The one episode where it was where Sofia had to pick between her royal friends and her village friends. She was basically forced into playing with the villagers, and let's not forget, she was still getting used to being a royal . That whole episode was just non stop back and forth of who Sofia should choose. Like, Sofia wanted to play for the royals and her "friends" hated her for doing that and "betraying" them, they said that they never won a game before so what was the point of if Sofia was on their team or not. Then when Ruby gave Jade the same treatment, she didn't like it but went right back to being a lil bitch to Sofia. Even when Sofia joined their team , Jade was so bitchy about it as if she wasn't BEGGING Sofia to come back to them which wouldn't have made a difference at all if even with Sofia THEY STILL LOST PREVIOUS GAMES , and yes the only reason they won is cause of how the show was written.

And when Lucinda was changing to be a good witch. She was raised to be bad, she didn't know any other way to act. And OTHERS forgave her since they saw how much she was changing and willing to help un-hex everything. And we all saw that trap, of that trap cussed that much damage, just what would happen if this WASNT. A kids show?? It would have caused serious injury.

The episode where they had to build their flying carriage thingy, both Ruby and Jade were bad in that episode. Sofia tried everything to get them to her friends again but they only wanted to spend time with Amber , Amber was used to everyone wanting to be her friend so she didn't even notice . "Oh she's a bad sister for not realizing-" stfu!! The only reason she didn't notice is cause she was , oh my God, you won't believe it, SHE WAS HAVING FUN 😮🫢. Ik, it's hard to believe that when it's obvious you haven't fully watched how amber grows as a character unlike Ruby and Jade , specifically Jade

Now respectfully, go away. All you Jade supporters have this one painful thing in common. Going after Amber , a character WITH CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, when poorly defending Jade

Now if you were actually able to read this, go watch all four seasons THEN come back to me if you really wanna compare Jade to Amber who yet again HAS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

Bye!! 😚😚

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for telling my hairdresser the truth?

So I've (25f) been going to the same Hairdresser (27F) for over 7 years. Shes amazing and I love her. I have a guy friend D (31M) who used to go to the same salon i did, but ended up leaving and going where his mom did. About 5 years ago I encouraged him to try her service and he did and has been loyal since

I had a falling out with him over a few issues, mostly personal (such as him calling me names as "jokes", him getting drunk and telling our friends we were celebrating his birthday with that I was a whore, etc). He claims he was drunk the one time and everything else was him joking and I needed to lighten up. I almost agreed, he is very good at talking, and then he came out that he was dating a girl. Who was still in high school.

I dont typically have an issue with age gaps when someone is of a certain maturity, but I knew the girl and she was very immature (never having had a relationship, didn't know what career she wanted, etc). He has everything figured out for himself and has bought a house and lived in it, he just wants a wife.

Well they surprised everyone and got married prior to the original date they had set. Which brings up the Hairdresser because he went to her the day before to get his hair done and mentioned he was getting married the next day.

She was shocked. She asked me my honest opinion and I told her it. I said we don't talk much anymore, I wasnt invited (they had about 15 people invited) even though the rest of my siblings were (one was working and couldn't go the other went as D was best man in his wedding). I also told her I am concerned that they have only been together less then a year and she's just now 18 (which I didnt know prior). I felt concerned because he is encouraging her to quit her job and stay home to cook and clean. I had previously expressed my concerns to the girl which D obviously didn't like and he called me drunk yelling at me one night.

The hairdresser was shocked again and didn't realize how young the girl was. She said she felt uncomfortable with a few things he had said and done during the last session but she wanted to make sure she wasn't overreacting (j dont know exactly what was said and done). She mentioned she probably won't have him back as a client.

I told my siblings at our monthly dinner, and the one who had him as best man actually was the one who didn't care and said it was my opinion. My sister told me I shouldn't have said anything and was smearing his reputation and pointed out that one of the reasons I was mad at D was because he had been going around to our mutual friends (including some mutual friends' parents) and had talked bad about me (alluding to me having a drinking problem and sleeping around, when I hadn't drank for over 6 months at the time he did this and im a virgin lmao- not like im going to correct his thinking on if I am a virgin, because it isnt any of his business, but I have no clue why he thinks I'm not).

So AITA for telling my hairdresser the truth and potentially getting her to remove him as a client?

What are these acronyms?

[imorphemi]

omg its my first ever dnd character! in the one and only @sky-squido's awesome campaign!!!

Aster is a School of Illusion wizard, though she mainly uses her arcane knowledge to aid her musical performances. She is just a happy lil gal who traveled around the Eicrest Coalition until she journeyed to the Iltemar Peninsula in search of rumors of wild magics in the frozen north.

I need to emphasize how much Aster has bard vibes but she is ultimately a wizard. She has a violin. She cantrips Minor Illusion every chance she gets. She is just a funny lil gal

Her siblings, Foren and Koriel, are also wizards. Foren is an Order of Scribes wizard and Koriel is a School of Transmutation wizard. All three of them studied magic since they were young and always had a love of learning, though Foren was the only one who pursued higher education in the arcane. Koriel got an art apprenticeship and wanted to focus on that instead.

uhhh read more about her backstory under the cut?

See, Aster was the result of a deal her mother made with a demon for power or something I guess. Their mother is a powerful spellcaster and some highranking official, who wanted her children to also have knowledge of the arcane. Thus, Foren and Koriel were enrolled in magic school at an early age.

When Aster was born, her mother thought that if anyone saw her they would know that something shifty was up. Her siblings are the only reason she's even alive. Aster wasnt allowed out of the house, but her siblings would sneak her out once in a while to go play with their friends, and one of those excursions was where she got her name Aster.

Foren and Koriel went to magic school, and even though Aster didn't go, she learned a lot of magic from them and their friends and reading the textbooks they brought home. Occasionally she'd sneak out to listen to the lectures.

When Foren graduated, Koriel and Aster encouraged him to pursue higher education elsewhere from the city. Three years after that, their mother found out about Aster's excursions and Koriel helped Aster sneak out of the city, staying to continue her apprenticeship. It didn't take long for Koriel to also leave the city to elsewhere. Many of those in their friend group also accompanied each of them on their travels.

Narid and Kairos had graduated with Foren and accompanied him on further research. Cinder had stayed behind to watch over his younger sister Charm until she had graduated, before leaving with Koriel. Viridian and Celesty traveled with Aster initially before leaving on their own travels as well.

Aster traveled around the Eicrest Coalition for an year until she heard about the wild magics up in the north, and thats where the campaign begins :D

(uhh semi thing to note, these kids are chinese! in the way like. with like face shape and stuff they are very much chinese. ignore the fact that they have yellow eyes theyre half elves theyre kinda funky)

[theosconfessions]

You are super cool and awesome and neat, yay! Also do you want to share more about growing up in a haunted house? ;)

omg you are the sweetest!! i was just putting in some drafts for the week coming up and i seen this and was like I SURE DO. now my mom has more stories than i do. BUT one that i still have reoccuring dreams about to this dayyyyyyy and im in my 30s.. is the apartment we grew up in when we first moved out here with my mum [ my dad was there too at the time but not really so literally just my mum in this]. so heres the thing. me and my twin never discussed this with my mum and she never discussed it with us until a few years ago . so its like we all validated out own stories and it made sense to her why she kept having experiences in that place. so. when we first moved there me and my sister were super young.and to help paint a picture of the place there was an adjoining closet that connected both rooms. our bedroom and our mums bedroom. this had a wall seperating them but it was technically the same closet. the first night we spent there she told us she woke up to a man in the closet... with a fucked up neck if you get what im saying. i dont want tumblr to get me haha. she told him he wasnt welcome here and to leave [she is a nurse and she was used to seeing shit . especially working night shift so this really didnt make her flinch here] now cut to us dumb ass little girls in our bedroom .. i remember one day seeing a boy come to us. we invited him to play barbies with us. and we named him andrew. and we remember there was something wrong with his neck. even as we grew up and we stopped seeing him physically we sensed shit in that closet and also..there was weekly occurances of what we called 'the radio men' which really sounded like a muffled group of guys talking from the living room. like they were on the radio but really really low. needless to say we spent a good bit of nights in our mums bedroom growing up. i still have dreams either trying to get out of that place or get to it for some reason. and i actually live like a five minute walk from there and often wonder how the people who are there now are doing. i like to think that my grandparents keep me protected from whatever that was now. but it still is pretty strange that now in my 30s im still dreaming about that place. likei said though my mom has stories for DAYS. this is just one. also a super short one... this isnt a ghost story per say because hes not a ghost but we were always close to our grandparents.and at the time we were in middle school they lived in south carolina. we live in pennsylvania. so its a bit of a way. i remember we went to see my grandpa in the hospital about a month before he passed and on our birthday week [me my sister and my grandpa all shared the same bday within like 4 days. his wa son the 11th ours is on the 15th] he seemed GREAT for what he was going through and i see now its because we were there.when i say this man set a prescendence in how a man should treat anyone i mean it. i still hold what he says in me to this day. fr. dont accept any less. so back to the story we were TIGHT with him. ride or die . the day he passed away we had a volleyball game we had no idea he died. i remember looking over my shoulder and seeing him in the stands. i thought hmm.thats weird. hes in south carolina [and also had cancer ] my mum came and got us and when we got home she told us that he passed away. but clear as DAY. i remember seeing my poppop in those stands. the veils always been kinda thin on this end of things. i think i get it from my mom haha. but thats just some of them~ lemme know if you have any!

[residentevilgirlie]

idc if i am dramatic. my blog was there for me every single day for six years. i dont have a real life, i dont have any friends, nobody knows me or even who i am or my name. for the first time ever in my life i felt belonging. idc if i am crazy, but i've had nothing and no one for so long, my blog became my best friend. it was there though several heartbreaks. it was there for me during the first worst period of my life, when everything crashed and i broke. it was there when i went through all my rough phases, it was there to catch me and hold me. it was there to listen to me completely judgement free. it was there when i stopped having contact with my father. it was there when my friends left. it was there through all of my health chrises. when i received no help from the health care system, when i was dismissed and ignored and mistreated. when my sisters stopped talking to me. after every traumatic and scary and uncomfortable moment. no matter what it was there to listen to me. i was never alone because i had my blog. my blog i could pour everything into. idc if it is unhealthy because it was all i had. idc if that is chronically online because i dont wanna live in the real world, it is too dangerous and here im safe. idc if none of it is real bc i dont care for reality. and not only the blog itself, but honestly there was the place people were nice to me. irl i have been bullied and discarded and hurt and abused, but people were nice to me?????? that was the first place i've ever experienced that.

idc if im autistic, no other blog feels the same. it just doesnt feel the same. every day for six years that blog was my anchor. it grounded me. it was the sole reason i wasnt so alone i ended it all. when i was sad, i told it. when i felt the urge to show someone all my stupid fucking pics of snails or the sky or whatever, it was always there for me. always. no matter what. i think ppl would think i sound insane but something inside of me is broken, i cannot have real relationships and connections with people. im so far away from everyone. even my mother. and she gave birth to me. im just not fully human, it hurts and i wish i was but im not. i dont talk to ppl, i dont connect, bc im just filling a role so they wont hurt me. my entire existence is just to fawn so others wont hurt me as bad as they could.

i want my blog back bc it is all i had. and the first time i got my blog termed i knew that oh yes i was blogging abt tcc so like i get it. sucks but i get it. this time it was safe for six years, and then just bc i felt upset that some stranger was saying smth hurtful and judged me on one of my vent posts, i got so mad so i told them off. and then half a day later my account got termed for "promoting sh" and idk if it is all my posts abt it i've made or if it was that one fucking picture on that sideblog where i responded to that person, that pic i reblogged from someone else with faint marks. i've seen more and worse on other ppl's blogs. blogs that are still up. why did mine get termed but not everyone elses??? (i dont want that bc im insane and fucked up but i think ppl should post that if they want) but im just so heartbroken bc it is unfair. why is all i had gone?? i once reported a blog w cp and it stayed up for months. mine got termed in less than a day. everything i had gone just bc of one "sh" post. one report.

i cant stop crying. and i just dont care abt anything else. that blog was the first and only time i've felt "home". idc if i sound insane. i am just not like others and i never will be. i was broken and ruined and i just am this way. i cant connect. i dont have anything else. and now its taken from me. i dont feel whole. i feel like the most precious and treasured and beloved piece was stolen from me. theres probably smth very wrong w me for feeling this way for just an account on social media, but, i think it was the only thing i've ever felt truly safe to let myself feel a connection to. and the fact that no matter what happened to me, no matter what other ppl did to me, i would always have my blog to run to... and that i no longer have that is hurting me so much. i think i most likely had some neurodivergent attachment to it bc i just do not feel the same way abt my other social medias. they could delete my instas and pinterests and twitters and i'd be like oh damn that sucks whatever. and i am here crying and typing but i feel removed from this blog. and all my others. it was that blog i felt attached to. and it is gone. just bc i was so fucking stupid and just had to tell someone off. i never will again, i'll let anyone walk on me i'll let anyone violate all my boundaries and i'll never speak up again just pls pls pls pls let me have my account back.

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for running away from home?

fair warning, i'm quite drunk right now, so this might not make this much sense

ok so i (27F) am part of a family thats dedicated to hunting monsters. and yeah yeah whatever 'ooooh monsters arent real' i honestly dont care if you believe me, its whats going on. if you live in a rural town in the uk or north america, youve probably been affected by us in some way. so anyways, i was driving around the middle of nowhere in canada about five months ago trailing this changeling named june (??F) when i see this kid named Pavel (17M) on the side of the road. i planned on killing him after seeing he was also a changeling but i just... idk. i couldnt do it. so i let him go. since then, ive begun, like, changing. im not hunting anymore, not monsters at least. im not as tired. i feel angry. well, not exactly angry, more like... this weird viscous hunger. even my goddamned eyes look different. i guess im a changeling. i dont know when i got switched, but i did. its undeniable now. this is bad for obvious reasons considering my family, but i managed to get away from them and find a safe (ish) place to stay with this guy named january (??M). thing is, though, this apparently REALLY fucked over my little sister callie (16F). our parents were making her stalk these two changeling classmates of hers, which she was all for, but i left before i could see what she did. she turned up a few hours ago with the two classmates saying the family disowned her for failing to kill them. shes pissed, ive got three 16 year olds at this house that i dont even own, and honestly im feeling like a real piece of shit cause callie never wouldve gotten disowned for a mistake like that if the family wasnt hypervigilant about betrayals or whatever right now. im feeling pretty awful, but im not sure if its justified. am i the asshole here?

[anime-related]

I just finished Stars Align/Hoshiai no Sora

There are spoilers in this post. Do not read unless you have watched it all the way through to the end.

I have a lot of thoughts on the finale.

First of all, it makes me think that it was the plan all along. If the writers were rushed into finishing the show and just stuffed that in there for no reason, I dont think it would be so tightly fit in there.

I think it was supposed to have more of an arc though. Maybe (definitely) something to do with Toma. I mean, they both threatened it for each other, I think Toma was supposed to be involved.

Maybe Toma got hurt by him. Maybe Toma kept staying at their house just in case he came by (and perhaps for a taste of escapism from his own home life) and he wasnt happy with it.

I have a couple cenarios running through my head. Either Toma has Maki hide for trauma reasons, or for some reason Maki is out, leaving Toma alone in their apartment.

Kenji spouts some bullshit about how if Toma doesn't want Maki to get hurt, he'll have to take it for him, or basically just hurts him to get through to the money— something like that.

Once Maki finds out, that's what triggers it.

Or, alternatively, Toma is the one to do it. I think i like this idea more, simply because it's already stated in the show, but I also think it's less likely.

Shame on me for reading so far into it, but I feel like the act of legitimately killing his own father is symbolic of Maki's growth as a person. He's moving on. He's making a life for himself.

I'm not going to lie and say I'm upset that he killed his father. I am glad that sob is canonically supposed to be dead. I just think they rushed it because they didn't have much of a choice.

I know a lot of people choose to ignore the finale, which I 10000% understand and respect, but I'd like to write a season 2 directly following the ending scene.

Okay, well, maybe not directly following. I don't really feel like writing a murder scene. But right after that.

It's really upsetting that the show ended so soon. Hell, even if it ended like that and then got a renewal I'd be happy.

And genuinely, I care less about Maki's home life when I say that. He got closure. His father is gone.

I want to know how Toma and Ryouma handle their new home situation. I want to know if/how Futsu meets his bio mom and what she's like, and how their family dynamic might change.

I want to know how Tsubasa deals with his father, and see more of his relationship between him and his brothers. I think it's a crime that we don't see much, if any, of Itsuki's current home life. Who does he live with now, do we even know?

I wan to see Yu come out to their family and friends, see them wear a skirt to school. I want to see the diverse reactions that come with being nonbinary.

I'd like to see what happens with Nao and his mother. Maybe she gets murdered too, idk (/hj). I want to see Shingo's relationship with his sister and mother.

I want to see how Mitsue finds a new audience with her art. I want to see more of Shou.

I want to see more queer anguish and crisis.

I want to see how everyone reacts to the information that Toma initially paid Maki to join the team.

There's so much stuff that they weren't able to tie up in the end. And while I'm glad they tied up Maki's story with his father (and I do think that was the best choice out of the ones I listed in the short time they had), there's still so many questions I have.

[cellsshapedlikestars]

Hi! The Robb anon here! So. It wasnt anything done overtly. But in the second Bach story where he asked his sibling amif they felt like he didnt belong. Then in the psychic story where Sansa and Arya expected him to come down to help find their parents killers in a similar fashion to a child who expect their parents to drop everything to help them out. Then how, in the baseball AU Sansa was off kiltered because on how Robb wasnt as sure as she thought he would be.

Interesting!!

Now, I've never had an older brother, but I do have an older sister, and I base a lot of sibling interactions off of that (though mostly Sansa/Arya). Could be cultural differences, as you said, or just different ways of viewing siblings based on personal experience!

In the Bach series: Robb asking if he didn't fit in was because ALL of them questioned it at one point or another. It's like in canon, Arya thinking she wasn't trueborn & asking Catelyn about it. I remember swearing I was adopted when I was a kid because my sister & I were so different (I looked EXACTLY like my mother so this is hilarious of baby me).

In "help me out", they wanted him to have their back and felt he didn't care about their parents death in the way they did. Robb meanwhile WAS trying to figure out how to be a parent at the time (at least for Bran & Rickon), while Sansa & Arya still saw him as a sibling who should be united with them.

baseball au: Sansa realizing her brother isn't perfect is something I personally went through with my own. I idolized my older sister. Even when I got a bit older & we started fighting all the time, she was still this mythic thing to me. Now, I went through the "oh shit my sister is just as big a mess as me" realization earlier than Sansa in the story, when my sister started fucking up a lot when I was about 13 and she was 16/17 (for reasons I only discovered like a decade later, but that's a different story). But in the story, Robb is "perfect" all throughout high school. He's the prom king, football captain, all the teachers loved him. In general, I think as the oldest sibling there is a bit of that parental authority, but it's *Sansa* who takes care of her siblings, not Robb. It's Sansa supporting them and Sansa cleaning the dishes for them and Sansa helping her mom around the house. To me, that's the sort of thing a parent would do. Meanwhile, Robb does none of that lol. Also, in the Bach story, Arya goes through this with Sansa: Sansa comes home changed/sort of broken by her relationships and Arya has to deal with the idea that she isn't *perfect* and it really throws her off.

But again, I'm only drawing from my own experiences! I have never intentionally written Robb as "parental" (except in Signs), but I do tend to write him as the older brother that all of them look up to because he seems perfect, and maybe that translates to parent for some people, and that's really fascinating!

I love that people can read my stories & get different experiences out of them. Death of the author & all 💕

[simplytrina]

I can feel it in the air...

Today I pulled the on the really cute and sweet guy I went on one very amazing date with. Here are the reasons.

Over the years I have realized I have always been highly intuitive.

I know things, or better yet I feel things.

Sometimes I listen to those things that I feel, sometimes I don't.

But more often than not, Ive realized that when I don't listen- I usually suffer or deal with the fall out much later. Time wasted.

So when I noticed a shift in the 1 date guy- I knew that it would probably not end well.

We went on one date- there were no plans for a second although the 1st went great!

I knew he would be going out of the country so I said "I'll wait for him to get back" but my feelings only intensified.

He found me on Facebook so he could communicate with me and that was great. He earned points and redeemed himself.

However, that soon went away when he got back home and did not reach out. I felt like he wouldn't . I could tell.

When I reached out, texts were short and clipped. He said he was back and recovering (no he didn't reach out to me and thing was a day after he returned that I reached out to him) I told him to get some rest. He did not reach out until two days later to say that he wasnt ghosting me, that his aunt was sick and he was her caregiver.

Which I understand- but! He was active on Facebook and still hadn't called me or even asked how I was via text. Literally no exchange with me.

My sister named what he was doing right away.

Breadcrumbing.

So this morning I sent him a text... said I enjoyed getting to know him and that I though we were very compatible, but I felt like family and work needed his attention and I prayed everything would work out.

His response: "thnx u!!"

Thats it. Thats all.

I feel like I did the hard work for him. I purposely wrote the text that way. It's open enough but also calls him out. If he wanted to explain himself- he would've.

If he wanted to have a conversation about it, we would've.

But honestly... if he wanted to text me, he would've. If he wanted to call me- he would've.

He did none of those things.

I feel bad because I think I could've liked him a lot.

But maybe this is God's protection.

[boot-boot]

cross posting this from toyhouse to tumblr because it seems like a good website for this kinda of stuff

I remember having a cookie run hyper fixation lasting from June 2021-febuarary 2022 honestly around January is when i felt like i was at my worst mentally I was aware by that point that this wasn't good for me and all the fun i had in the summer talking to my friends about it had just withered into angry ranting and them being sick of me talking about it. Around February things still kinda sucked I was still fixated on cr but I was more aware of it around that time i rediscovered my singing monsters i quickly got hooked I got out of my obsession with the game things were going good for me for a change I started actively posting on su again showed oc art talked about my life a bit I rediscovered my old sona and redesigned them then i created ecgf but thats a different story for a different thought dump and it would be TOO long so I would have to make it it's own bulletin 

I remember around the time school started last year I would listen to THIS song a lot I cannot tell if it's good or if im extremely autistic and nostalgic and some how find this enjoyable to listen to and I replayed it multiple times holy shit i must have been desperate 

whenever a rando favorites one of my characters I get a random ego boost for no reason idk why

June and April are my favorite months of the year for reasons too long to type they will be their own things its extremely complicated 

I randomly remembered that I have Ruben Sim the youtuber added on pokemon go he is like my only friend on there

I remember getting really invested in the Slaton Sisters back in 2021 during my trip to New Jersey I did feel like shit a lot then though I had a canker sore and water in my ear that wouldn't get out i would suddenly miss when I wasn't it constant pain you could say i wasted the trip but honestly I don't feel that way Im starting to think about it a lot 

2021 was one of the worst years my life yet it was really enjoyable for me I mean my friend did say that painful times bring comfort now i feel like im on top of the world and I feel terrible

I have a lot of ocs i make in my head I never draw them though I never draw them even if they last in my mind for years my goal is to change that for a couple 

I have a oc named Alease because I thought the name was pretty she's a white rodent creature it's not anything ultra special but I do draw her a lot I don't consider her as an oc much anymore but who knows 

I named my artfight profile after a gag character but im not changing it because i feel different 

I tried onion rings yesterday they were fucking awesome

I love visiting states my favorite ones to visit are probably the north eastern states they feel closer to home and more relatable to me yes even new jersey but also because i have more positive memories relating to them 

I WOULD BE A HIGH HONORS STUDENT IF IT WASNT FOR FUCKING MATH

I wonder if i have dyslexia or some form of it because i struggle with reading not really the words but just connecting with it but then i remember who i read when it comes to ao3 fanfic 

Arashi No Yoru Ni is a good movie and I want everyone I know to watch it

[mental-health-advice]

Here’s the story. I have 2 sisters. (Older than me). One living in california, one in NY. I live in NC, so we all hardly see each other. The last time all 3 of us were together was only for a few days and it was right before my wedding. (3 years ago) the last time we spent a week+ together was 7 years ago.

I got wind that my NY sister was flying out to surprise my CA sister. I thought it’d be awesome to get in on that and for us all to be together! (Just me go, not my husband as it was short notice) awesome reunion, right?

Well, my parents both put me down about going and told me that maybe some days I should stay home with my niece and let my other sisters have alone time together, since I was imposing and wasnt ‘supposed’ to go originally. This made me Incredibly anxious about my trip and made me feel Incredibly unwanted. Instead of being happy all 3 of their daughters would have a reunion, they seemed like I wasn’t wanted and that it was wrong for me to go. Now, I’m on the trip. And it’s been super hard. These feelings of being unwanted haven’t gone away even though I’m here. I voiced these concerns and what my parents said to my sisters.

Instead of them assuring me that they do want me here and are happy I came- they just said to ignore them (my parents) and get over it. This gave me 0 reassurance that I actually was wanted here. And now I’m stuck here. 3 days into my trip (another week to go), wishing I could just go home to my husband and be where I’m actually wanted.

I told my sister on our walk that I felt unwanted and she told me I was spiraling and to get over it. I’m currently upstairs in a dark room laying alone while they all watch a movie and eat dinner. They know I’m not coming down yet none of them are up here trying to comfort me or get me to join them.

I don’t know what advice I need. But I needed to get this all out. I hate feeling so unwanted by my family when I try so hard and I’ve never done anything wrong towards them. Then again, my family’s always been messed up. I just don’t know whether I should stay, be quiet, and ride out this next week, or if I should change my flights and leave early, probably ruining the rest of their trip alone.

Hey there,

This sounds really difficult for you. You sound really torn as on hand you want to stay and catch up with your sisters who you barely see but then you feel unwanted being there and so just want to go home to your husband. This seems to be quite rational to me, the being torn part, as you don’t know what your sisters are thinking about you being there or why they are not comforting you or taking your concerns and worries more seriously.

I am so sorry that you are in the situation and that no one seems to really be listening to you. Do you usually have a good relationship with your sisters? I think it was really nice of you to fly out to see them both at the last minute but is it possible that they wanted to catch up alone for a particular reason? Perhaps they wanted to discuss something in person that was important to both of them that didn’t have anything to do with you or they were planning a surprise visit for you but wanted to get together to sort out the peculiars. I guess what I am trying to say is that there could be a million reasons why they wanted to catch up without you, but in saying this you are there with them now so why not and try to make the best of the time you guys have together? Maybe you can organise all going out to dinner or something like that, just do something that you initiate that includes all of you that you can all enjoy.  

I know that it isn’t easy when you feel unwanted or like you are intruding on something or that you aren’t comforted when you really need it, and I am so sorry that they (your sisters) are just telling you to get over your feelings. And, I am not telling you to just get over it as I know this isn’t easy to do at all or that it’s always possible to do but this is why I suggested doing something all 3 of you can take part in, something that includes all of you, something that takes the stress of you being there when you feel as though you shouldn’t be and use it as a bit of a distraction. Do you think that doing something like this may be helpful?

I really hope that this has helped a bit and please do let us know if we can help to support you in any other way!

I’m thinking of you and hope that you are otherwise going well!

Take care,

Lauren

[marzzthehuman]

yeah that was not fun and i had a panic attack and my mom got angry and was like “the people at subway thought we were dying” and i was like well they can mind their own business 😔😔😔

anyway it was just epic because every day is epic obviously but today was extra epic because tonight me and my stepsister are gonna have matching pjs and watch scott pilgrim and then i just woke up in a good mood and the leaks for the new wxs cover were out and that cover is so epic ive been listening to it all day and then theater class was fun cauz it always is and in study period i full comboed whats up pop expert which is crazy! and then at lunch i was gonna get a grapico but they didnt have any even though they did yesterday 🤬🤬 but its okay i got a coke and then my chicken sandwich was really good and then english was cool i guess we kind of just read the passage thing and then in french i had a test but it was eassyy 😎😎😎 and then in biology we didnt do much and then since it was a pep rally day and i dont go to pep rallies i got to hang out in the lunchroom with some friends and then my stepmom texted me that she left cake for me at home and i was like yay! but i had to wait for my mom for like forever to pick me up cauz she got my sister from my house first and it was hot so i was like ugghh but it was okay because she brought my cake so i ate my cake and then we went to go get my stepsiblings but this is the part where it got not epic because we were all tired and i said something about their school that they didnt like and so my stepsister and stepbrother were offended but i had a really insightful conversation with my other stepsister so that was nice and then we went to go get pizza but on the way home we had to pull over because my stepbrother wasnt feeling well so we needed to switch seats and thats when it got not epic 😔😔😔😔😔 but its okay he’s ok now and my mom let me try a dr pepper donut my stepdad got her and for some reason it tasted fizzy but idk when im gonna eat dinner cauz i dont like dominoes pizza and um,, im not really hungry anymore

hellos!

MARZZY

[dolls-self-ships]

hey guys, I've been having a hard time lately and it's really hitting me hard today, would any of y'all mind maybe dropping a comforting message in my inbox? Could be from an f/o or just you I don't mind either way, I just need to feel like I'm not alone right now ;-;

[aquanova99]

The Snow Queen

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Tanya Denali x Reader

A/N: Why was finding a reason for the reader to have some kind of power so difficult this time for real? Anyways how are you guys I missed you, hope your lives are going well 🤍

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Circe was a goddess of sorcery who was skilled in the magic of transmutation, illusion, and necromancy.

Artemis: Goddess of nature, childbirth, wildlife, the Moon, the hunt, sudden death, animals, virginity, young women, and archery

It was certainly one of the most beautiful aspects of having such advanced eyesight. The ability to zone out and shut out the endless drone of sound she was forced to constantly hear without a seconds rest. By focusing on the details no human eye would be able to see, she could find a moments peace. The intricate details of every snowflake that landed on the strawberry blonde tips of her curled hair. She took in a deep breath, a crisp fresh scent of freshly packed snow. The release of air did not create even the slightest plume of smoke. Why would it when there was no warmth that came from inside of her. She copied the human action she’d seen many times over and tightened her hold on her jacket. Though it provided no actual change in her body temperature it still had a feeling of normalcy, the slight pressure change was almost enough to trick her mind that she was warming her cold body up. Her eyes looed up from her hair, landing on her gloves, and then they began to scan the horizon as they did every morning as of late, perhaps today would be the day she’d change her mind. Seen how mistaken she had been. The soft crunching of two pairs of feet on the hardened snow let her know her peaceful morning was about to come to an end.

“Tanya.”

“Don’t.”

“Tanya. We cannot survive like this.”

“You are always welcome to leave Eleazar. I’ve never forced you to stay here.”

“Tanya please, my husband means no harm. With all of the protection efforts being put in place we only worry we will attract attention.” Carmen tiptoes around the blonde, her patience growing thinner by the day.

“I will not stray from the diet. You are more than welcome to go back to eating humans but do so away from my home.”

It was an empty threat. Tanya didn’t have it in her to feel otherwise. For years life had been peaceful, perhaps sad at times when they would remember their losses but peaceful nonetheless. Then Garrett got bored. As far as Tanya was concerned this was all his fault. He had always been rather obnoxious to her, his shameless flirting had won over her sister and suddenly she became the only one without a mate. Without love. It wasnt fair. Human men no longer satisfied her, she was getting reckless. Using too much of her strength. Tanya had convinced herself that they were going unnoticed. She was a fool. With the years passing men seemed to become weaker? No. Stronger. Louder. More Aware.

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‘What are you?’

‘Why are you doing this?’

‘Please…stop’

Those words were the ones that stuck out the most. Before she could control her thirst, sure there were casualties both now… no one had ever told her to stop. She’d heard the stories from Rosalie, Siobhan, the horrors they went through. Tanya had been sick for weeks, discovering she had been no better than those monsters who had hurt her friends. How many men had done as she asked out of fear? It had been driving her mad for weeks. Had she been so blind to think they enjoyed it when she could barely feel anything at all? Then Garrett just had to question her recent lack of nightlife.

‘What’s the matter barbie? Tired of ravaging the villagers?’

‘What... did you just say?’

‘Garrett.’ Kate hissed

‘What? Are we still pretending they enjoy could ever enjoy our company that way?’

‘Would you suggest we kill them?’ Tanya scoffed at the idea, surely it couldn't have been that bad.

He shrugged, ‘I’m sure most them knew it could happen, probably would have prefered it in most cases. You can go on pretending as much as you want but just like Carlisle and his family…they can tell. No matter how much we may want we dont...we arent like them. All we do is cause pain Tan. No matter what way we come into conatct with them.’

He… knew? Did her sister? Did she care? Did she even want to know? No, not really, what Tanya wanted was an excuse. Garrett gave her an excuse. Suddenly the long peaceful days had turned into screaming matches filled with accusations, fights, threats. Every grievance aired like laundry. It was only days before they were at an impasse.

‘You need to get him out.’

‘He’s just worried. We all are. And by the way, you may have been turned first but you are not in charge of me.’

‘Kate please. We have lost too much to be at each others throats like this.’

‘Oh please. Stop. Just stop bringing it up. You act as if this is all his doing. We both know this stopped being about—‘

‘Don’t.’

Kate sighed, ‘It stopped being about "her" ages ago. You were basically her daughter, when she couldn’t replicate you with me, she turned Irina. Do you ever think I wanted this to be forced into a family I knew nothing about? It was only when Visili had come up that you even noticed a fraction of her neglect. Tell me sister, you were the one with the wonderful idea to find someone who could comfort us in our grieve... tell me how many men did you smell on me? You think I lured men to comfort myself? I’ve play along enough.’

‘You…wanted to kill them? Want to kill them? Even now?’

‘God- are you even…. Look. I do not care to hide what I am. We need food. I just played with mine a little.’ Kate shrugged, she said it so simply. A fact that everyone should know. It was something her and Irina never talked about, how Kate always seemed to leave early, never having even a hint of any man on her. Women sometimes but not in that way...Tanya blinked a few times to try and regain her composure.

‘And the women?’ She scoffed, both knowning Kate would never put herself in a position to harm another woman. Neither did Tanya, she supposed maybe deep down she did know what she was doing.

‘Better company. We all grieved differently. But times have changed.’ End of discussion. Tanya had to refocus the conversation, she wouldn't, couldnt lose another sister. Especially not because of her doing.

‘What do we do then?’

‘There’s less animals lately, don’t try and pretend otherwise. We can’t feed too much without drawing attention from the humans.’

‘You can’t be serious.’

‘I’m done arguing Tanya. There’s too many conservation efforts and the locals are noticing the alarming lack of animals. We have to get off the diet. It-" Kate took a quick breath, steadying herself in an attempt to show her sister she was on her side, "It doesnt have to be a permanent solution.'

'No.' Tanys turned away quickly trying to stop whatever conclusion was coming

'Tanya.' Kate grabbed her shoulder, causing the shorter blond to whirl back around, furious. Kate took a step back, there was a new rage building in her sister. Something she had never seen before, and certainly never thought it could ever be aimed towards her.

'I said NO!' Tanya shook with rage. This was all she had left. She needed to keep this one thing, even if just for herself. She had never raised her voice with so much venom at her sister. Her voice to something that could only be described as a mere notch above a whisper, 'If you're so worried...go.'

'Tanya...' The sisters stared at eachother for what seemed an eternity. The silence was so deafening they thought they were able to hear the snow landing on the ground. Eleazar and Carmen watched Kate seem scared for the first time in their life. Her own voice soft, laced with concern

'If you insist on changing our lifestyle. Fine. Leave. And go eat happily elsewhere."

Kates lip trembled for only a second before her steel reserve returned, her eyes darkening, 'Fine.'

Garrett suddenly tried to be the one to diffuse things, started apologizing for angering Tanya to get them to where they were now. In truth, with food this sparce they had all begun worrying. He would never live with himself if Kate lost her sister. ‘Look Tanya, I shouldn’t have—‘

But before he could say more Kate grabbed his hand. With a slight shake of her head, Garret quietly nodded and followed his mate out the door.

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Now… here it was. Only weeks later and it was Carmen and Eleazars turn. And Tanya was too numb to care. She would rather starve for eternity, petrify before having to change the diet. It had been too long. It was the only thing she had been good at. She needed this. At least thats what she was telling herself. Maybe she could join the Cullens for a while. Not likely. She knew they were struggling too and with the amount of people in the coven any food would be a fight to acquire. She sighed as Carmen came up best to her placing her hands around her arms, the touch alone was enough to almost break her.

“We will see if there’s any luck elsewhere.” Tanya just nodded, “Call us anytime.”

With a kiss her and Eleazar ran off. Maybe to join Kate and Garrett. Maybe they would actually try. She couldn’t watch someone else leave her. Not again, she decided to head inside pretend none of this was happening, ignore the gnawing at her throat and stomach. Tanya retreated to the bathroom turning on the bath as hot as it would allow her. She didn’t have to worry about it burning anyway, so why not?

Drip. Drip. Drip.

She counted every drop from the faucet. The steam from her bath dissipated, by the time she was well into the four hundred some odd drop the water had cooled. Her head turned towards the window in her room at a sudden noise. The sun was already setting in the distance, hues of orange, pink and purple painted the sky. She may have smiled at the thought of it if she hadn’t been so preoccupied with someone possible awaiting to attack her. Maybe the volturi decided it was time to pick her off. She sat up too quickly at the thought. The water splashed around as she sat up, drowning the noise.

“Shhh!” She hushed her self immediately, not quite believing she had actually tried to quiet water. She heard something she knew she had. While she could smell nothing but her own candles and perfumes she held out hope it was one of her coven mates. She quickly dressed and rushed towards her bedroom window. It wasn’t her family. It wasn’t anyone she had ever come into contact before.

She saw a figure walking away from her home, head full of ebony hair, braids woven into random strands.

Who was she? And what the hell was she doing here? Tanya thought to herself. She rushed faster than she ever had out to the front of her home, by the time she reached the deck the woman was gone. She saw her a mile in the distance, no human being could move that quickly, but when the woman turned it was clear she was not like Tanya either. Tanya’s hand gripped at the railing of her porch, the wood crackling at the pressure as she continued to stare at the retreating figure walking away.

When she was at the edge of the forest she finally turned, smiling and waving at Tanya before continuing deeper into the wilderness. The woman could only be described as ethereal by Tanya. She wore clothes that couldn’t possibly keep her warm, as if only for appearances. Just like her. She quickly made it to where she was just standing, her footprints already disappearing with the fading light and continuous downfall of snow.

Tanya listened as hard as she could, she heard a soft voice. She could also smell the sudden appearance of blood. A deer. There hadn’t been one near the house in months. Her hunger clouded her judgement, her sole priority to feed on whatever poor creature decided to return.

There was only a small clearing but enough to see the giant caribou, her eyes focused on the deer. Why wasn’t it running? Tanya could taste the warm pool running down her throat, finally, something was going right. She hissed at the animal, give it a chance to run. Make this more exciting. A warm laugh erupted from behind giant creature. And the woman stepped out from behind,

“I should be somewhat offended, but I guess he is really beautiful isn’t he?” Tanya let out a snarl, a warning. This woman needed to back away unless she wanted to become a casualty herself. She didn’t even flinch. She continued to pet the wild creature and laughed, a warm beautiful laugh. Tanya stared at her sepia brown skin, it shone in contrast to the white surrounding her. Her voice made Tanya snap to attention, “you won’t be eating this one.”

“Oh I’m not? Are you going to stop me?”

“I guess not. But I will help out this little guy.”

Before Tanya could ask what she meant the deer began disappearing before her eyes, “No!”

“Tsk. Tsk. We should be careful with earths most precious resources.”

“Bring. It. Back.”

“Why? So you can eat? There’s an overpopulation of humans for you to feast on. If you want them to survive so badly it would actually benefit you to put the smallest dent in some of them.” She took a few steps closer to Tanya. A lopsided smirk on her face as she almost skipped across the snow with her arms behind her back, she stopped right before Tanya, tilting her head as close as she could, “Your eyes. They’re darker than the night sky.”

Tanya growled, swinging her arm towards the girl in front of her. She disappeared as quickly as her arm went up. Suddenly reappearing next to a tree, she leaned against it holding waving one finger, “I thought we were getting along, tell me Tanya of the Denali coven, how long will it take for you to go back to a regular diet. I’m growing tired of these enchantments.”

“Who are you and what do you want?”

“You don’t listen very well do you? I need you start hunting humans, like you’re supposed to. Hunt the rich ones, or the evil ones so you appease whatever guilt you have.”

“I—who are you?”

“Aspa. Lovely to meet you.”

Tanya fixed her hair, trying to regain her composure, “so you’re the one behind all the missing animals.”

“Yes…and no. There really has been a problem. Humans…they’re greedy they take too much, destroy too much. They have been destroying this world since they were allowed to walk around….but they’re smart. No animal means no resources from them to take. So if enough of them disappear for a while they begin making an effort. An actual effort, if only to ensure they survive.”

“So how long until that effort pays off.” Tanya spit out

“You surprise me Tanya. Your extended family broke so quick it was almost too easy.”

“You mean—“

“Oh yea. The Cullens have long been off the diet, the doctor and blonde were difficult to convince but wow the younger guy, he broke instantly. All it took was for their youngest to feed on a poor classmate trying to walk her home, like dominoes really. But you… you want to starve yourself.”

“I would rather not actually.”

“Does it help?”

“Help what?”

“You’re guilt? Does it take it away?”

“I don’t…”

“Please. I had to observe all of you for years to know how to best accomplish all of this. It won’t change what you did to those men.”

Tanya choked back a sob, “I didn’t think—“

“Why? Because no one ever said anything? You knew. Deep down you knew.”

“I get it okay? I’m a monster, I just—I wanted to think they cared about me enough to say nothing. I thought they—forget it” Tanya turned to walk away, but Aspa reached out and grabbed her arm

“So then be better. If you really didn’t know then stop and just continue to not do it. Besides most of those men approached you with less than good intentions anyway.” Tanya shook her off, she had no idea what she’d gone through

“But…”

“Just do better. Find your own person.”

“Where did you even come from?”

She clicked her tongue, “well that’s not very nice is it?” She waited for Tanya to look away, embarrassed. “My birth mother I suppose. She was a hunter and follower of Artemis. A god took a liking to her, she said no, he didn’t care. You know know how it all goes in those stories. Artemis took pity on her, let her give me up so she continue following the goddess. And then little me well… she took me to an island gave me her blessing and I was raised by a wonderful enchantress, my adopted mother I suppose.”

“Goddess? That’s impossible.”

“Why?”

“There are no gods like that. They….aren’t real”

“Maybe to you? They’re plenty real to me. I’m sure the caribou you were thirsting over would be shocked to learn about something like the pudu in South America.”

“Are you equating me to an animal?”

Aspa laughed again, “you love to purposefully avoid what people are trying to communicate with you. Is that why your sister decided to go back to the original meal plan?”

“No I just— I don’t understand.”

Aspa leaned forward, stopping centimeters from Tanya’s face, eliciting a gulp from the blonde, “Understand this. The animals will not return anywhere until I say so. You will not be able see, hear or touch them. No one will.”

“What about the humans? Without animals don’t you think they will outsource all of the plants?”

“Oh Tanya don’t worry about them. They will find exactly how much they need and if some must go…well. That will work out better in the long run.”

She tried to step back but Aspa stepped forward regardless, Tanya could barely breather. Aspas scent filled every cell in her body. Her blood smelled sweet, as if she was filled with the ichor of the gods she claimed to be a descendant of. Her mischievous grin slightly reminded her of Kate whenever people would doubt her abilities. Could she really go back to the old diet? Aspa reached out and raised Tanya’s chin. The heat from her touch felt as if her handprint would be permanently etched on her face. Tanya half hoped it would, before she convinced herself and this was all a dream.

“Tanya you worry too much. Believe me there are plenty of people for you to eat where it shouldn’t harm your conscious. Really, you’d be doing me a favor. You should visit the Amazonian coven, they’ve been helping me with my little homework since I began.” Somehow the knowledge of Aspa showing herself to another vampire almost urged another snarl from her lips.

“You’ve been making your rounds then?”

Another chuckle as she turned around flipping her thick hair as another rush of her scent filled Tanya nose, citrus and what smelled like some type of spirit, “I had to get in touch with your ‘kings’ so yes, you are the last on my list.”

“What?! You’ve met with the volturi?”

She crossed her arms as she made her way towards the end of the clearing, “of course. I did. Your kind isn’t the only ones I’m working with here. The fae and nymphs were the easiest to convince. The witch too but they mainly enjoy the chaos. Most of the others are unaffected. It’s a big world Tanya. You should see more of it when you have the chance.”

The clearing seemed to widen, as if the earth was ready to swallow the woman into the trees. Never to be seen again. It was too much for Tanya to process. Already Aspa had begun disappearing, except unlike the first time this evening she feared not knowing if she would ever see her again. “So that’s it?”

She turned back and simply nodded her head, “mhm. In another few years everything should be back to normal. Some places may even be overpopulated…that is if you want to go back to hunting them.”

“If I do... Will you take them away again?”

“Tch please, aside from my mother who was kind to let learn her magic. I follow the one my birth mother followed too. And she was the best huntress there ever was. There’s a fine line between necessity and sport.” She smiled as she peered behind her shoulder, “I’ll see you around, yeah?”

“Hm is that a promise or a threat?”

She stopped dead in her tracks, “I guess we’ll see. Won’t we?”

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“Tanya.”

“Go away.” Her sister voiced grated her ears, she decided to cover herself in blankets

“Tanya so help me I will shock you out of bed, you can’t lay around all day.”

Tanya continued to cocoon herself in blankets, “I can actually. What does it matter anyway I’m just laying down. It’s only been a few days.”

Kate sighed as she sat on the edge of the bed, “you’ve gotten like the past two here years around this time.”

“I have not.”

“You have. I know because around the time we had that fight.”

Tanya sighed knowing full well that had little to do with it, “I promise I’m fine. I just….I want to rest.”

Kate groaned in her protests, slapping her legs as she stood up, “Nope we are all doing something so get up.”

Tanya had no time to protest before Kate promptly kicked her off the bed, Tanya struggled to get out decidedly just tearing through the thick blankets, downing effectively covering every square inch of her room, “Kate! What the hell??”

Kate laughed, “well it worked.”

Garrett rested his arm on the doorway, “if I knew feathers would have been flying I would have been in here from the beginning.”

“I’m sure you would have.” Kate winked at him causing Tanya to roll her eyes

“Ugh. You win I’m up. Now get out, I need to clean.”

“No the point is to get out. Come on, we haven’t ran in awhile. We can go find one of those hanging lakes the humans live to visit.”

“I do hear they’re quite beautiful.” The three whirled around towards the sound of someone coming from the deck in Tanya’s room. Aspa sat on the railing pretending to inspect her nails. Kate and Garrett snarled and lunged towards her. Tanya opened her mouth to protest but Aspa disappeared into dust before either one could grab her. Garrett almost crashed into the railing towards the floor below. She reconfigured next to Tanya her arm resting on her shoulder.

“I see you haven’t told your friends about me. I’m not sure why but I think I’m slightly offended.”

“You’re….back?”

“I did say I would be.” She quickly looked over Tanya, “I’m glad you listened, the red suits you.”

Tanya looked away at the compliment. Kate looked between her sister and the stranger, in all the centuries between them she’d yet to see her sister ever get flustered like this. “Yo-you know her?”

Aspa wiggled her fingers, scrunching her face in a smile. “Oh we’re acquainted. I promised to pay Tanya here a visit.”

Tanya shrugged Aspa off, wondering what it meant that she was finally back, “so it’s done? It’s all balanced?”

“Since last year actually, I just wanted to see if you would go back. You never even checked.”

“I found ways to appease my guilt.”

“You’ll have to tell me about them sometime.”

Kate started to protest before Garrett wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her into him as he slightly nodded and winked, “come on Katie. I thought we were going to race. Let’s let Tanya and her… friend catch up.”

Kate looked up at her mate, a conversation passing through them before she nodded and the two disappeared from the cabin. Aspa was mouthing a goodbye to the pair as Tanya spun to face her new guest fury climbing at her.

“Why are you here?”

“I told you I would come.” She shrugged, “isn’t that why you asked me about the promise?”

“What you couldn’t communicate earlier than today?”

“I didn’t know you wanted me to.”

“We both know you are smarter than that.”

Aspa softened tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, she trailed the back of her hand down her cheek and until she hand chin in between her thumb and pointer finger, “you’re right. That was rude of me. Can you forgive me?”

She pushed her hand away from her face, “ugh. No.”

“No?” She stepped away a pout starting to form on her face

“No. You have to do better than that.”

“Okay well I know of a few places I doubt even you’ve stepped foot on, would you like to see them?”

“I guess seeing as I have nowhere to be.”

“Oh don’t be like that. It will be the best date you’ve ever been on.”

“Who says it’s a date?”

“I do. Come on. I’ll show you a great time.” Aspa extended her hand, Tanya hesitated for only a second before grabbing it. “Ready?”

“Where are we even going?”

“Somewhere warm, where you don’t have to worry about hiding yourself.”

“I doubt anyplace warm can offer that kind of freedom.”

“You doubt me?”

“I—no. It’s just…”

Aspa interrupted Tanya with a kiss in the corner of her lips. “Don’t worry it will be perfect.”

“You’re right. It will be.”

[bloodycassian]

anon request - READER X AZRIEL - sorry if this wasn’t exactly what you want! I got a bit carried away in my own idea of Azriel being supportive but protective at the same time!

some hurt/comfort with Azriel where he and the reader get in a huge fight over protecting Elain (like they travel to a different court and Azriel is overprotective) and then the reader goes scouting to also cool down a bit and they get ambushed, the reader gets injured and the mating bond snaps. Hope it's not too much trouble!!

Elain was absurdly still as the conversation played out. Conversation being a loose term for the shouting happening around her. You didn’t leave her side though, even though your anger flourished while they spoke as if she wasnt there. Azriel was packing her things, shoving them haphazardly into a bag. The bag that Feyre had given her from their first trip down to the markets after Elain had started acting somewhat normal again. The happy memory seemed so distant now, compared to the anxiety ridden emotions that played about in the room.

“We are not going to the continent.” Az’s tone shift was abrupt, a snap of anger leaning into it. He tied the top of the bag closed and set it roughly atop the living room table. The scattered odds and ends of survival gear and weapons scraped against the wood. You watched the stare down between the high lord and his shadowsinger patiently. Waiting for your moment to speak rationally to them.

Rhys’ power roiled above, his eyes did not hide his frustration with his brother. His gaze was simmering with that dark power he possessed. Azriel did not back down. “The continent is the only place that may be safe. If the King finds out she’s a Seer he will never let her go. We can’t risk losing her as a hostage.”

You knew she would be a hostage too. Feyre would never let her sister be taken without a fight. Rhys knew his mate well enough to know not to risk just Elain, but Feyre too. Cauldron knew what Nesta would do if she were in that room during the conversation. Likely spitting fire and shoving Elain out the door to wherever she seemed to think was safe. Thankfully, both sisters were scouring deep in the library for any way to help win this battle.

Azriel did not break eyecontact with his brother as he made to speak again. You interrupted before he could make the situation worse. “I have somewhere in mind.” You spoke softly, urging the staring contest to end. Azriel looked away first, and you were surprised at that. His eyes met yours with something like relief. “Autumn. We have Eris on our side if we’re caught. I have a spot we can stay until-” Azriels scoff sent anger shooting through you. You clenched your teeth together to keep from lashing out at him as he had been doing just moments before. 

“Autumn is possibly the worst place we could send you right now. We’re on the brink of war with them potentially being on Hyberns side. We would be sending you straight to Hybern himself.” 

“Exactly. It’s stupid and they would never expect it.” 

“You’re not going. Beron exiled you. Don’t you remember what that means?” He looked at you with actual concern now that he knew you were serious. As if you had been injured and you were speaking a different language.

“It means we will be safe from Hybern when they come here to look for Elain. Isn’t that the point?” You wrapped an arm around her small shoulders and pulled her close. Az couldn’t argue with that. The other courts were not an option, as it would be harboring a target against one of the Night court Allies. And Winter court was nowhere to be spending the night. Not many survived the night there without shelter.

Rhys’ sigh was long and exhausted. Left without another option, he nodded to himself. He held out a hand and summoned two necklaces, both with pendants of black onyx that shimmered in the firelight. Az’s brows pinched together at the sight of them. The dull glow behind him shone through his wings, highlighting all the delicate structures there. You found his wings more beautiful than the enchanted stone Rhys handed you.

“Hybern won’t be able to sense your magic. Keep these on.” 

Azriel was already tensing, his fists balling at his sides ready to make it physical if Rhys refused to listen. He knew with his entire being that something was off. Something would go wrong this night. His shadows warned him of something. And he couldn’t shake it no matter how hard he tried. “Rhys-”

“And you will be going with them. Keep them company while Feyre and I investigate just how many ships and forces they plan to bring.” He ordered in that indisputable tone of the high lord. With only a hint of friendliness. He gave Az a long look before turning back to you and Elain. “Do not take those off.” The nodded to the necklaces and started to winnow. Elain stood abruptly, startling you. 

“Thank you.” She said softly to the high lord. He seemed taken aback for a second, before giving her a gracious nod and finally disappearing. You rose to Elain’s height and took her hand in yours. It was warm, welcoming. “We’re going to be fine.” You promised, not caring if Azriel saw the care you gave her. She had been there for you just as you needed to be now. She had practically kept you alive with her soft humming and reading to you when you were at your worst after being exiled. 

 “I know.” She said, voice soft as rose petals. But that dark power within her were the thorns of that pretty, perfect rose. The reason Hybern even knew to look in Velaris for Elain. That cauldron calling power that she couldn’t control to save her life. You grimly smiled at her.

“We need to leave.” Azriel ordered, tone neutral. Just a warrior needing to move troops.

“Let me get your bag.” Elain said, giving you a squeeze of her hand, disappearing up the stairs. Leaving you with the brooding Illyrian. You grimaced in his direction. He ignored you as best he could, hoping that the time for babysitting would pass quickly. He had always found it strange how you and Elain moved like magnets together. Found the soft way you comforted each other somehow upsetting. He paced quietly in front of the fire while you gathered your gear. Two small blades - one for Elain - and your sword. You rubbed at a speck on the hard steel of the sword. 

Perhaps his lack of family had made that rivaling jealousy turn into hatred for the display of affection. He contemplated to himself. Had he become cold to everyone? Too harsh? Had the darkness he possessed taken him over? He tore his eyes from your short sword and locked them with yours. The thrill he felt wasn’t from anger or terror. His cheeks flushed slightly and you fought the grin that you wanted so badly to flaunt at him. The innuendos regarding the sword that you wanted to say were cut off by that look he gave you.

“Do not get into a situation where you have to use that.” He warned with a stern look. You couldn’t help the angelic smile you gave him.

+

The smell of rotting apples and decaying leaves was all you needed to sense to know you were home. You took in the court border slowly, adjusting to your orientation after being winnowed. Elain clutched your hand tightly, the bag in her other hand quivered only slightly from her shaking. Your hands became slick with sweat at the familiar sights and smells of Autumn. You hadn’t been back since being exiled.

“We wont be able to have a fire.” Azriel stated, gazing towards the sky. It was far too clear of a day out to risk it. The slight chill in the air filled your stomach with dread for the night to come. 

“This way.” You pulled Elain along with you, leaves crunching under your feet as you entered Autumn court. She didn’t move. Her eyes were blank, staring lifelessly into the orange and yellow forest. “Elain?” You asked softly.

“Five foxes will die tonight. Three more in the morning.” 

Her words sent a chill down your spine.

Az took the lead, territoriality putting himself a few paces in front of you. He wasn’t subtle about it either, occasionally jogging ahead to scout for any enemies around piles of bramble when you came across it. 

By the time you found your hideout, you were fed up with waiting for him to give you the all clear everywhere you went. You let you go of Elains now calm hand and stormed into the small shack with familiarity. Azriel hissed and seethed when you lit a lantern inside. “Get over yourself, Shadowsinger.” You laughed, taking in the small piece of home you made for yourself long ago. 

It indeed was a long time ago when you’d last been there. But it still felt homey to you. The small space was just big enough for a stove, the table you’d found, and a bed pushed against the far wall. The fireplace hadn’t been used in years. Soot marked small animal prints along the light plank floors.

The dusty blankets on the makeshift bed were pocked with holes from mice and moths. The fireplace was nearly caved in on itself. The bramble covering that acted like a second roof was growing through the actual roof in some places. But it was still home. Your small exit from the world when things got too tough. Even after being exiled Beron hadn’t known about this place. He would have had it destroyed if he did know of it.

Elain pushed in passed Azriel. His shadows went wild. Searching every surface of the cabin. The long beams of the floor were hardly visible through the darkness he brought. 

+

You knew you should have brought more blankets. You held back the teeth chattering as best you could, letting Elain sleep. She would need all the rest she could get. You could tell she’d been tired after the days walk. She rested peacefully under the layers while the wind shuddered the leaves outside. You pulled your coat tighter to your body. 

“This was a stupid idea.” Azriel muttered from the corner. He didn’t seem cold, but the dark curls of shadow wrapped around him protectively. While you were left with nothing more than a coat. Your own magic couldn’t save you from the stormy wind, the necklace Rhys had given you also weakened your power enough that you couldn’t use it. Even in your homeland. It bothered you endlessly, feeling so useless in such a dire situation of needing to help Elain. 

“Then maybe you should just leave.” You barked back simply. He didn’t have to come in the first place if he was going to be so bothered. 

“I just mean-” He sighed, and sat on the creaky old table that took up half the small kitchenette. “We could have done this better. We could have planned… Differently.” 

“We didnt have the time. We’re here now, so we just need to deal-”

“I know that. I’m just bothered that you’re so recklessly looking for danger everywhere we go.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean? I’m from here Azriel. I know what areas are dangerous.” 

“Maybe once.” His eyes were not angry when he said it. They were full of pity and doubt. Your rage spilled over, and you were ready to shout. Ready to scream at him about what a piggish idiot Illrian he was being. But Elain turned over, sighing softly to herself. 

So instead, you clamped down on that burning anger and walked out. And of course he decided to try to follow you. He made it a few steps outside the cabin before you turned on him, ready to roar. “Be safe at least.” He tossed his red jeweled dagger to you. Your heart squeezed, choking you up slightly. You brushed it away as best you could before he could see. You couldn’t yell at him. 

So you took the dagger and walked briskly away, into the brush of autumn forests. Laced with the smell of heavy fruits and warm trees. Leaves fluttering in your wake as the wind tossed with ease. 

You held his knife close at your side the entire aimless walk. Then, the sound of twigs snapping and males laughing heartily made you pause. 

Far to your east was a dull glow beyond a knoll. You backed away slowly. Trying to be as soundless as possible in case they could scent you. The breeze whipped at your skin, blowing in their direction. The trees above you shuddered sharply, and you swore as a heavy weight fell upon your shoulders.

+

Azriel paced in the kitchenette, his shadows swirling around him relentlessly, waiting for a target. It felt wrong letting you go. It felt like letting his hope sink. His shadows even seemed upset about it, as they now whipped around him angrily. 

He swore he was going to run a rut through the plank floor. He sighed, glanced to Elain’s sleeping figure and forced himself to sit. You had the dagger. You were capable. You knew the area and knew what you were doing. He tried his best to soothe himself. It didn’t help much.

The old chair creaked under his weight, and he smiled. For someone who claimed they couldn’t work around the house, you were quite the crafter making such a nice hideaway for yourself. He finally took a moment to pause, and actually look at the cabin.

The stove may have been older than he was. The missing burners on top were replaced with a few forks placed carefully around them. The ancient shelves were dusty, along with all the jars and cups atop them. Cobwebs spotted the entire house, but his shadows had gotten rid of most of them after the first one clung to his face upon walking in. 

Then he came to the table he sat at, the four unmatching chairs circling it. The table itself was solid oak, he could tell that much. But he wondered how you’d gotten it inside at all. Out of curiosity, he pulled on it. It didn’t budge. His eyebrows knitted together, and he stood slowly. The curiosity consumed him. He gave the table another tug. Still, no movement.  

He crouched down, and noticed the planks around the single leg of the table had been cut out. Then he noticed the intricate roots weaving their way up the trunk. The table wasn’t just a table. It was an entire tree - or what was a tree once… And you’d built the entire cabin around it. His awe was quickly quieted by Elain.

“A part of you is missing. The foxes will die.” She muttered sleepily, her eyes blank. And he lay back down as if it hadn’t happened. “Elain?” Azriel called. Dread, cold and stinging coarse through him. “Elain?” He asked quietly, approaching her side. She flung the covers from her lithe body. Azriel jumped back, holding his hands up defensively. “It’s okay, its me.” He calmed her, noting the wild look in her expression. 

“Find yourself.” She breathed, her eyes going wide with concern. Azriel’s heart sped, and he felt like he’d been dunked in a cold ocean of dread. Terror drug him under the deep waves and threatened to drown him the first chance it got. He took Elains hand and started walking the direction you’d left. 

Leaving behind the supplies and the living table that you’d created.

+

A glance at the oversized uniforms told you all you needed to know. The fox sigil pinned to their tunics proved that the uniforms were stolen from Autumn soldiers. Your blood boiled. Elain had been right. But they would die. Five of them, at least. But you had only glimpsed at three so far. You tugged at the ropes that bound you. Firm, and not able to be broken.

Their campsite was large, and full of small boxes of different fruits. Several different types of weapons leaned against their low lying tents. And with how many scars their fae leader had, you knew the rest of their story in an instant. Bandits. Filthy trade merchants that lived for thievery and making a quick gold mark.

And you’d be worth their weight in gold once they turned you in to Beron.

“We’ve got a live one!” The male shouted to his comrades. They cheered drunkenly, their voices carried far by the wind. Their fire sparked and popped against the blue night sky. And you knew that your death may not come in glory of battle, or in the name of your home. But in being stupid enough to be caught by bandits. You could have died that instant if it would mean you didn’t have to feel that kind of shame.

The male cut the opal from your neck, and you felt your magic explode from you. Your thoughts were racing, searching. Finding something cold and dark in the depths of your mind and tugging on it. Then, it was a live beast beneath your mental hands. It coiled and rose, ready to strike. 

The same one cut a long line down your cheek with the blade that had just cut your only protection against Hybern from you. You prayed to the mother that Hybern was too busy to notice a small blip of magic from an Autumn fae like you. You hissed in pain as the blade stung its way down to your neck, stopping at your collarbone. 

You pulled on that coiling beast that called to you. Beckoned it to find you, to help you from this pain. Maybe you were begging for death, or at least unconsciousness so you wouldnt have to feel the pain anymore. The male stood back to let another scaled lower fae get a look at you. His tongue lashed out over your bloodied neck. He hummed in approval, letting his forked wetness slither across your wounds.

You felt them seal and itch with every pass as he took your blood. “Good.” the one with the blade ordered, then… to your dread, he pulled a glowing rod from the fire. They would brand you. Then take you to the high lord. Only after they’d humiliated you though. The males clucked at your involuntary reaction. They huddled close around, waiting for the screaming to start. Their excitement coated the air with a tangy adrenaline filled scent. 

You reared away from the burning metal as best as you could. The ropes around you seemed weaker now that you had your weak magic back, but still too constricting to do much with. 

You closed your eyes as the glow approached your chest. It warmed your face with the heat. They were going slow on purpose. Wanting to savor your reaction. It made your stomach go queasy. You hoped you would pass out. Better yet, just die of the agony. That way Beron wouldn’t have the satisfaction of killing you himself. 

There was a thump, and sizzling. You cracked open your eyes, waiting that searing pain to hit you. But it didnt. The males stood back, bewildered. Across the camp in the dull glow of the fire as the one that had been lowering the branding stick to you. It was speared through his chest, pinning him to a tree. His mouth gasped, eyes wide and glowing a haunting orange from the fire. You would never forget the sight of it. The smoldering that came from the tree behind him as the hot iron burned into it. The wet sounds of his mouth opening and closing. 

Then, the gasp and thump each male that Azriel incapacitated before you. Elain stood at the edge of the trees, her eyes still puffy from sleep. Azriel kept the kills quiet and concise. None resembled the one pinned to the tree, now sagging under the weight of death. No, the rest of them had easy deaths at the hands of one skilled at dealing killing blows. The wet splatter of blood leaving a body pulled you back to the scene in front of you. Az’s scowl as he cleaned his blade was that of a warrior who had seen much worse. Done much worse. 

“I told you not to fucking-” He snarled, his hands on the rope at your wrists. He stopped though, and stared. The shadowed light of his eyes seemed to be blooming with awe. You couldn’t look away. The beauty in the deep irises, the way small freckles played about his dark skin. All new and exciting things you’d never noticed before. His scent alone was like a punch to the gut. 

Him. Azriel. It had been him to find you. Him to respond to that silent plea that you so badly needed to be heard. He was that coiling darkness that had saved you. Your breath was a gasp, and you nearly fell to your knees before him. 

+

His hands didn’t work anymore. The world stopped turning all together. His heart was no longer his own and his soul belonged wherever you were. It didn’t matter that you were in the middle of a foreign court’s borders. It didn’t matter that Elain trembled in the corner of the clearing. He was yours, and you were his. 

He vowed it, for eternity that was how it would stay. He’d never leave your side again. Never choose to be without you for as long as he may be alive. His very being was now shared. With you. His soul intertwined your yours, wrapping delicately around your earthy light that contrasted his darkness so perfectly. If you were the sun he was the moon, always chasing, always following and living in your light. 

The words weren’t needed but he managed to utter them. Around a shuddering breath and a shattering explosion of love he managed it. “My mate.”