#by staying. but you feel like its everything you need to be okay.”

[billiesbabygirleilish]

hi baby could you do something where reader is pregnant with her and billie's kid and the birth is really traumatic, so just billie comforting her and staying by her side while the doctors are taking care of her?

Twists and Turns

an: idk how good this is bc i’ve never written anything abt pregnancy, if you’re looking for good pregnancy fics i’d recommend gracie-eilish tbh bc she’s so sweet and her writing is so cute.

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╚══ 🦢☁️🍼*.* ⋆｡‧˚~ʚ🧸ɞ~˚‧｡⋆*.*🍼☁️🦢 ══╝ The world tilted on its axis, spinning with a ferocity that threatened to send you tumbling into the void. Pain, raw and unrelenting, ripped through you, eclipsing everything else. Your grip on Billie’s hand tightened, her knuckles turning stark white beneath your frantic hold.

"It's okay, baby," Billie whispered, her voice strained but steady. "You're doing amazing. Just breathe with me, okay? In… and out…"

You tried, you really tried, to follow her instructions, to latch onto the rhythm of her calming words. But the pain was a roaring tide, pulling you under, threatening to drown you in its intensity. You squeezed your eyes shut, a whimper escaping your lips.

This wasn’t how you envisioned it. You'd pictured gentle music, soft lighting, a calm and collected you breathing through each contraction with grace. You'd pictured joy. Instead, you felt like you were being torn apart from the inside out.

The pregnancy had been relatively smooth, barring the morning sickness that clung to you like a persistent shadow in the first trimester. You and Billie had spent hours giddy with excitement, poring over baby names, decorating the nursery in a soothing palette of muted greens and greys. You had imagined holding your daughter, her tiny fingers wrapped around one of yours as Billie sang her songs to sleep. 

But now – now, everything felt catastrophic.

"We're close, baby. Just a little bit further," the doctor encouraged, her voice firm but kind.

But you didn't feel close. You felt like you were miles away from the finish line, lost in a labyrinth of agony.

Another contraction seized you, more violent than the last. You gasped, your body arching against the hospital bed. You felt something tear, a sharp, searing pain that made you cry out.

Billie’s arms were around you, her presence a solid, anchoring force in the swirling chaos. "I've got you, I've got you," she murmured, her voice thick with concern. She pressed a cool cloth to your forehead, her touch gentle and reassuring.

Time seemed to warp and bend. Moments stretched into agonizing eternities, then vanished in a blink. You vaguely remembered pushing, pushing with every ounce of strength you possessed, fueled by the hope of finally holding your baby. But despite your efforts, progress seemed agonizingly slow.

Then, panic flared. The room filled with a flurry of activity, the calm atmosphere shattered by hushed but urgent voices. You heard terms you didn't understand, saw worried faces hovering above you.

"The baby's in distress," someone said, their voice tight with urgency. "We need to prepare for a C-section."

Fear clawed at your throat, choking you. A C-section? That wasn't part of the plan. You had so many hopes for a natural birth, for that immediate skin-to-skin contact. Now, those dreams were crumbling around you.

Billie's grip on your hand tightened. "Everything's going to be okay," she reassured, her voice wavering slightly. "They're going to take care of you, and they're going to take care of our baby. Just trust them."

You wanted to believe her, you desperately wanted to trust that everything would be alright. But fear was a vise around your heart, squeezing the breath from your lungs.

The next few minutes were a blur of hurried preparations. You were wheeled into the operating room, the bright lights searing your eyes. The anaesthetist spoke to you, his voice calm and professional, but you barely registered his words.

Then, darkness.

When you finally came to, everything was hazy and disoriented. Your body ached, a dull, throbbing pain that permeated every inch of you. You blinked, trying to focus on the figure beside you.

Billie. Her face was pale, etched with exhaustion and worry, but her eyes softened as she saw you stir.

"You're awake," she breathed, her voice thick with relief. She leaned down, gently brushing a strand of hair from your forehead. "How are you feeling?"

"Sore," you mumbled, your throat dry. "What happened? The baby…?"

Billie’s smile was hesitant, bittersweet. "She's here. She's beautiful. A little fighter, just like her mama."

A wave of emotion washed over you, relief mingling with exhaustion and a profound sense of love. "Can I see her?"

"Not yet," Billie said softly. "They're still running some tests. She had a little trouble breathing at first, but she's doing much better now. They just want to keep a close eye on her for a while."

Disappointment pricked at you. You wanted to hold her, to feel her tiny body against your own. But you trusted Billie, and you trusted the doctors.

"How about you?" Billie asked, her gaze searching your face. "You lost a lot of blood. The surgery was… complicated."

Complicated. That word hung in the air, heavy with unspoken anxieties.

"I'm okay," you said, your voice barely a whisper. "Just… tired."

Billie nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She reached for your hand, her fingers interlacing with yours. Her skin felt warm against your own, a comforting anchor in the swirling current of your emotions.

"I was so scared," she confessed, her voice barely audible. "When things started going wrong… I didn't know what to do. I just wanted you both to be okay."

You squeezed her hand, your heart aching for her. "I know," you whispered. "But we're both here. We made it."

For the next few hours, Billie stayed by your side, a silent sentinel watching over you. She held your hand, stroked your hair, and whispered words of comfort. She told you about your daughter, describing her tiny features, her delicate eyelashes, her perfect little nose. She showed you pictures on her phone, capturing a beauty that was both fragile and fierce.

Later, when you were finally strong enough, they wheeled you down to the NICU. Seeing your daughter for the first time, tiny and helpless in her incubator, was overwhelming. Tears streamed down your face as you reached out and gently touched her hand, marveling at the miracle that had brought her into the world.

Billie stood beside you, her arm wrapped protectively around your shoulders. "She's amazing, isn't she?" she whispered, her voice full of awe.

You nodded, unable to speak. You were exhausted, sore, and still reeling from the trauma of the birth. But as you gazed at your daughter, a profound sense of love and gratitude washed over you. You and Billie had faced a terrifying ordeal, but you had emerged on the other side, stronger and more united than ever. And now, you had your daughter, your beautiful, perfect daughter, waiting for you to hold her in your arms, the promise of a lifetime of love and laughter stretching out before you. The trauma had faded, and you just knew it would all be worth it.

[meo-eiru]

Hi hiiiiii!!! I just wanna say i love ur oc’s so much, they live rent free inside my head like a growing necrosis!! Ever since u dropped the character trivias for Lavi and Elias I cant stop thinking about an AU with the game Catherine for Elias and Lavi but like with a lil twist to itt (the twist being i cant properly remember the entire plot to Catherine, its been like a decade since i played it so i tweaked so much of the actual storyline to better fit the narrativeT-T) feel free to delete it if its too weird;;

TW: cheating, pregnancy, reader/mc is pregnant, ooc Lavi im sorry, Elias having a reasonable crashout, yandere behaviour, continuous affair, reader/Mc cheats, character death(?), misuse of commas and my terrible grammar really

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Okay so Imagine this, whilst drinking out one day, trying to drown out the midlife crisis and potential worries about the future, you end up having a drunken one night stand with Lavi, this one night stand however snowballs into an affair as you end up sleeping with Lavi AGAIN.

You’re pregnant, and you’ve been in a relationship with Elias for 5 years, Elias is absolutely ECSTATIC to find out that you’re pregnant, and is even considering marrying you if you agree to it (you have no choice in the matter btw lol), so in order to plan for the baby (and wedding), Elias has been taking more and more modeling jobs to hopefully save enough for your future together.

This would’ve been a happy ending for both parties if you actually KNEW who the father was. Youve been rethinking your entire relationship with Elias for a while and whilst its good to feel loved and appreciated just for existing, Elias’ is just… he’s too much sometimes— well most times tbh.

Elias would kill you both, but he hasn’t suspected anything yet, and you plan to keep it that way because you’re thinking of ending things with Elias by the end of the month anyway,

until you can’t.

And you find yourself puking every morning, a worried Elias by your side at every step of the way, loving, understanding (?), pulling your hair back and dabbing away sweat from your face as you stay hunched over the toilet seat, and the guilt smashes into you like a truck, its debilitating—Elias loves you so much, cares for you (too) so much. The guilt should have set in sooner, you should be groveling at his feet begging for forgiveness, but you dont, instead you stay, and the affair continues, even when you don’t remember spending the night with Lavi (where they even at the bar last night?). Even when the test shows two lines. Even when Elias starts doing more work to provide for the two of you.

Maybe it’s guilt, maybe its your consciousness telling you you need to leave, to not subject Elias to a life chained up to someone who doesnt love them enough to stay faithful.

You end up having these weird nightmares where you have to fight for your life trying to escape a hellish landscape. You survive each night but always seem to end up waking up to Lavi on your bedside (you haven’t been outside, Elias hasn’t allowed you to go to work since the pregnancy test, you don’t remember telling Lavi your address either)

But one night, when you wake up from another nightmare, crying, shivering, Elias and Lavi nowhere in sight.

Impulsively, you end up calling Elias and tell him about the affair, how you don’t know who the father of the child is, how you’re sorry and how terrible you are and how it would be better if you just break up.

and as expected, he breaks down. asking you, demanding answers, crying, screaming, shouting, asking if you actually loved him, asking if the child is actually his, asking you why he wasn’t enough, how he knew you were acting weird, asking which fucker he has to kill to make everything work out. its guttural, the way he screams, shouts for answers.

You end up dropping the call. And Elias immediately spams your phone with missed calls until you end up blocking his number.

He’s coming for you, you know he will. And he does, not even an hour later, banging on the door. You worry about your neighbours hearing about all of this commotion, its 11pm, he should’ve been at home but he was still at work, should’ve spent this time relaxing and watching tv shows with you at saturday night, but instead he was still at work, working to support the both of you (even if a big part of you knew it wouldn’t have stopped him from coming anyway)

He’s banging on the door, and you have half a mind to grab the knife at the sink. He stops after what felt like an eternity, only to forcefully barge his way in by using his body to slam the door open.

Elias makes his way inside, immediately grabbing you by the shoulders, eyes red with tears as he looks at you with the most painstakingly hurt expression you’ve ever seen (you’ve seen it countless times before, but only this time its different, it’s it scarier, it feels like he might actually hurt you)

His eyes grows into slits, as you feel another arm snake behind you.

It’s Lavi.

You are so fucked.

Elias ends up lunging at Lavi, screaming, intent to kill, to get rid of the vermin homewrecker that ruined (whatever was left of) your relationship.

Lavi fights back, albeit without mentally damaging Elias in the process as he talks about how much time he spends with you, how he planned on taking you with him secretly behind his back, how the child is actually his and how he intends to take full accountability for it.

You watch as Elias screams reaching for something in the sink only for Lavi to laugh at him, taunting him, waving the knife in his hand hautily, simpering with a glint of malice in his eyes “Looking for this?”

You’re about as useful in this situation as a screen door to a submarine. And you know its in vain, but you scream at both of them to stop anyway. Crying as you fall to your feet, you feel like puking.

Elias freezes, breath hitching as he turns to you before the expression on his face falters, angered as Lavi continues, telling him that “he’s the reason you’re having such a hard time right now”, “how he has no business being a father when all he does is hurt you”.

Everything falls into a blur as the fighting continues,

it feels like forever but it does stop, and you hear someone slump on the floor.

and you find Elias on the floor, with the knife plunged into Lavi’s stomach.

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I had to write it out the brainrot was killing me, had to write it out until the brain rot unrotted itself.

I do know i couldve done this darker and better but i cant write anymore i feel so rustyT-T if you see “them” instead “you” its because i originally wrote this with “Mc” and using “they/them” before changing it to explicit xreader

Rereading my writing realising it is so tellenovella coded oof

Holy shit anon I don't know how you did it but this might just be the most hellish possible scenario known to mankind. I'd honestly just end it right then and there, there's no getting out of this bermuda triangle ass dynamic we got going on here.

Like Lavi and Elias being in the same universe is already horrible, them liking the same person is even worse but darling CHEATING on one of them with the other??? I would just

[ghostgirl-22]

If you saw me post this and accidentally delete the ask and everything, no you didn’t 😭

But yeah anon. Patrick would do anything for him.  Make a mess of him before his first hook up with the prettiest girl in school. Just because he feels like it, just because he can. Because Art’s his best friend. His.  

He’s an amazing friend.

CW: 18+ NSFW 

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“Is it okay?” Art asks. He’s dressed up so nice in one of Patrick’s smaller sweaters, its cloudy blue like his eyes. He’s got on fitted black jeans, and a brown leather jacket. He looks so good, smells so good, like black cherry and tobacco, this expensive cologne that he only wears when he thinks he might get laid. 

He’s visibly nervous. Chewing incessantly on spearmint gum. Always nervous about his first time with a new girl. Patrick doesn’t know why, if he was a pretty girl he’d be wet the moment Art turned that shy little smile in his direction. He doesn’t need to dress up, pretty boy. He got Kennedy Sawyer’s attention in sweatpants and a t-shirt while he was arguing with Patrick over final fantasy play styles at breakfast.

But that’s not important. What’s important is Patrick just wants to help. Art is his best friend after all. He sits up on his bed, dropping his game controller. “Come ‘ere,” he says. Art checks his hair in the mirror for the third time and then approaches Patrick, eyes dilated, nerves making him run his sweaty palms awkwardly over his jeans.  That’s when it catches Patrick’s eye. He teases his finger tips up Art’s thighs up to the bulge along his hip, it’s not obvious but Patrick knows him so well, knows how he tries to hide it, but Patrick can tell that he’s hard. “I can’t calm down,” Art admits quietly. 

“You wanna know my secret?” Patrick asks, gripping at either side of his unzipped jacket and pulling him closer. “Like how I stay cool when I’m out with a beautiful girl?” 

Art looks hopeful that Patrick’s about to tell him the secret to life. “How?” 

Patrick tugs Art a little bit closer so he’s got a leg on either side of one of Patrick’s thighs. “I like to rub one out first…  just to help my nerves.”

“I um—really?” Art studies him, trying to decide whether Patrick means it or if he's full of shit. “No fucking way,” he decides, followed by that stupid pretty smile of his, the one that makes Patrick want to get on his knees. 

“I’m so serious,” that smile is contagious even when Arts annoyed. Patrick keeps his grip on Art’s jacket to hold him in place. “It helps, I promise. Especially if she’s really pretty, like Kennedy is. Plus it helps so I don’t finish too fast when we…” he looks up at Art's pretty blue eyes, letting him fill in the blank.

He’s chewing again. Anxious. He definitely has that “too fast” issue. He gets so excited. Patrick still touches himself remembering the night Art asked him, red faced and shy to please show him how to French kiss. Not even two minutes with Patrick’s tongue in his mouth and he’d already cum in his pants and got so embarrassed he nearly cried. Doesn’t even get how gorgeous he is. 

Oh. Patrick just wants to help him. Wants to help him so bad. He’s his best friend after all. Patrick can just imagine Art, soft and sweet and so gentle with her. Fucking into her, losing it too fast and promising he can do it again. Tears of shame in his eyes. God, Patrick kinda wants to be her. 

“I guess I should…” Art says quietly, bringing Patrick back from his thoughts. His expression thoughtful, his tongue, eager as he plays with his gum in his mouth. 

“I mean… what could it hurt?” Patrick shrugs, grabbing at Arts belt buckle.

“Um…” Art blinks, confused. He’s so smart but stupid about some things. He gets with the program fast enough, once Patrick’s got his hands on him. God, he’s hard. So fucking hard he’s already leaking into his boxers, can’t calm down. Let’s Patrick pull him onto his lap as his breathing picks up. “Patrick, no, it’s late. ‘m gonna be late,” he sounds a little panicky, but he’s gripping at Patrick’s biceps as they both look down at his lap, Patrick’s hand working inside his boxers. 

“No, it’s okay, I promise,” Patrick whispers. Not sure what he’s promising, he’s already lost the plot. Art smells so good. Patrick always wonders if he tastes as good as he smells in this cologne. He licks a stripe up the side of his throat, kisses his way up to Art's lips. Petal soft and minty, Art opens up right away. His mouth heated and… oh so wet. He scoots closer, his neatly ironed shirt getting wrinkled because he’s pressed up against Patrick’s body. His fingers tangled in Patrick’s hair. The kiss getting sloppier, sticky gum sliding back and forth between them. He’s chaos. So good at keeping it all in until he can’t. 

If Patrick wasn’t hard from the moment Art got back to the room to get ready for his little date he’d be gone by now. Patrick is dizzy, swallowing on Art’s helpless little gasps, the kinda kissing that can make Art come untouched. But Patrick wants to touch him,  bucks his hips up so Art can feel him. It’s not too long before Art is just mouthing him, no technique no nothing, just opened mouth moaning against Patrick’s lips. Patrick’s heart is racing, the blood pounding in his ears. He’s on the brink. 

“Tell me what you wanna do to her?” Patrick mutters hot, against his lips, hand gripping tighter, moving faster. You’ve been so patient for two months. So good… I bet you can’t wait to fuck into her wet dripping cunt…”  

“God Patrick…I want it so bad,” He whines. “I wanna— wanna fuck— fuck—” 

“Yeah?” Patrick coaxes, as if any of this is coherent.

“God Patrick, Patrick,” it’s all he can manage before spilling it everywhere, heated sticky pearls of white all over that neatly pressed blue shirt and black jeans. The image of it makes Patrick lose it, breathless in his pants. They’re both sitting there, catching their breaths. A soft sheen of sweat visible on Art’s forehead, his skin mildly flushed.

”Fuck,” Art whispers after a minute. “My…my clothes.” 

“Yeah,” Patrick sighs, leaning back on the bed, letting the mess on his palm spread onto his sheets. “Shoulda done it before you got dressed probably…” 

Art takes a deep breath and pushes himself up to his feet, while simultaneously trying to straighten himself out. Patrick watches him, mildly amused. “I have to change… do you um… do you have another shirt?”

”I mean… I think what you were wearing is perfect. God. It really brings out your eyes.”

”Well I can’t wear it now, and I’m already late, god I’m supposed to meet her out front in ten minutes. We’re gonna miss the movie and the next show is not till 8 and we won’t make dinner before curfew and Ms. Henderson will be sitting outside the girls dorm and—” He’s started talking so fast he’s getting pitchy.  

“Hey I got a crazy idea,” Patrick interrupts and Art stares at him, so pathetically frustrated but also covered in jizz. It almost makes Patrick laugh but he stops himself. “This is supposed to be special, right? Why don’t you wait till tomorrow night? You can wash everything and you know… we can do it before you get dressed next time.”

”No we are not doing that again,” Art says determinedly, because he’s so sated and in his right mind.  

“Well you can then,” Patrick shrugs, smirking. 

Art rolls his eyes and goes to pick up his phone from the charger to text her the change of plans. Patrick goes into the bathroom to clean up a bit. 

“I’m gonna be hungry, should we order pizza?” Art calls from the room. 

“Yeah,” Patrick says, smiling to himself in the mirror. “Definitely.” 

[raayllum]

Why Callum Made His Choice (7x02)

Or choices, and why I think each of them were a long time coming. The according choices down below:

Defending Runaan

Betraying his brother

Leaving with Rayla

Resigning as High Mage

Let's go, because sections of this have been sitting in my drafts since the season aired because I thought it'd be fun, but now it's been long enough that now there's Dreaded Discourse (???) over the topic; this meta is not mean to be a rebuttal to any version of critique of events, merely an explanation behind Callum's actions/characterization, and why he did like... absolutely everything in the exact manner I'd always thought ahead of time that he would with his reasonings, processing, framing, and actions. Okay? Okay.

Just a warning: this got really long, do not read it in one sitting, there are sections for a reason. Or if you are, grab a snack and a drink first. Stay hydrated.

Okay now we can go.

Why does Callum defend Runaan?

This one is, I think, the simplest to answer in some ways, purely because 3x06 gave us the answer a long time ago.

I hate him. He's the one who took my mother. Looking at him, seeing him... It makes me sad, and angry, and... confused. See that spear? It was her spear, my mom's, and my stepdad put it into his heart. How am I supposed to feel about that? Glad? Happy that we got revenge? Or maybe regretful, and sad, because... Because that was Zym's dad. I feel so sorry that this all happened.

Callum is a deeply relational person. He aligns himself with Rayla in 1x03 because of Ezran and then trusts her because she's willing to lose a hand for his little brother. He does dark magic to save Rayla and free the dragon because he knows she won't leave without it. He forgives and works/trusts Soren in 3x08 because the man helped save his little brother. While Runaan's bow initially throws him, it ultimately does not matter to him because that's Rayla's dad and she loves him, and that's enough for Callum. His extreme relational viewpoint is also why he's so loyal to Ezran and to Rayla, and why crossing/putting either of them at risk (hi Viren, hi Claudia) cause those relationships to continually and rapidly deteriorate without looking back.

Callum has also had practice with Avizandum and Zubeia. As he points out to Ezran:

You forgave Zubeia. Who did you think gave the order for Runaan to kill Dad? But somehow you got past that. You forgave her, because everything was complicated. Humans, dragons, elves. We've all made mistakes. That doesn't mean we have to keep making them.

Callum also cares a lot about fairness. At first, he defends Runaan because he's being blamed, in Callum's eyes, for something he didn't directly do (destroying Katolis). Then they discuss things more directly, and Callum says the above. And while Ezran isn't wrong that killing Harrow would be enough on its own, I think we can clearly see that Ezran's anger and despair at feeling wildly out of control needs somewhere to go. He's not angry at Runaan solely because of the destruction of Katolis, but the destruction of his home is absolutely a contributing factor.

He wanted to kill/destroy Sol Regem in order to let out anger and exert control, but couldn't because the dragon was already dead. He was so focused on forgiving Zubeia and putting his feelings aside regarding Avizandum ("Everything Avizandum did was to protect Xadia" including murdering your mother) that the majority of his anger got channeled at a safer target: the assassin who directly did the deed (because Rayla defected, and Zubeia changed her mind). Who was already dead.

Basically: Callum points out that Ezran is holding Runaan uniquely responsible, and in a way that isn't particularly helpful or in line with Ezran's previous values: "This is exactly the cycle of violence you worked so hard to end." The cycle they both worked to end. If Callum had any complicated feelings about Runaan (as indicated in TTM) or about Zubeia / Avizandum, he worked through them a while ago, and given that Ez had done the same for 2/3, it's not an unreasonable expectation that Ezran would do the same. Harrow was Callum's dad too, after all.

Furthermore, Ezran is so angry that, according to Callum (who in many ways knows Ezran best), he isn't himself right now, either. Punishing Runaan by imprisoning him is not what Harrow would want and only serves to exacerbate Ezran's own worsening mental state and Rayla's to boot.

It's also not like Callum says that what Runaan did was okay, but that the situation was complicated, and Callum has faith that Ezran will do the right thing eventually in letting Runaan go. Literally, Callum just wants the man to not die and for Rayla's family to be together again because they can be. Especially in 7x02. He's not going to let Runaan die (because it'd hurt Rayla) anymore than he'd let Zym (because it'd hurt Ezran).

This is especially true given that the first shows of loyalty Rayla ever displayed towards either of them was 1) turning on her family (father) in order to protect him and Ezran, and 2) offering to fight against her family/people in order to save Harrow when she had literally only known these boys for a few hours, AND Callum's statement from 2x07 of "If we really want to change things, we can't just keep watching while humans and Xadia hurt each other." (More on 2x07 and 7x02 parallels here.)

If Callum (and Ezran) had chosen in 1x03 the way Ez is choosing in 7x02, they never would've left to return Zym to Xadia, period. After all, "why is there any moral confusion at all" about reuniting a family, a parent and child and allowing them to live their lives, when the parent has committed such terrible acts that took your father away from you? Kids shouldn't have to pay for "the choices their father made" (3x02) but "a life for a life"—one dead and one in jail forever while the person who ordered him to never faced any of your ire—is just "justice" after all.

That said, the slightly thornier decision (especially to Callum emotionally), I think, is his choice to betray Ezran as a result of defending Runaan, so let's get into it.

Betraying his brother

While on a certain level betraying Ezran means siding with Rayla, I do think that's a simplification. It's one both Ezran and Rayla tug at ("So you're on Ezran's side now" / "High Mage. We need you at this council meeting") with poor Callum in the middle, but I don't think it's a good reflection of the situation on either end because it's too simple, and both Ez and Rayla's framing/judgements are heavily clouded at first by their emotions.

I think Callum coming to bail Rayla and Runaan out, and offering to help her on the bridge, is far less about choosing sides as it is about Callum's fixer tendencies, which I've discussed before (in Nov 2021, christ it's been a while).

He is very solution oriented, sometimes to the point of obsession (leaping after Ezran in 1x06 and 4x01; forgetting Sol Regem is there in 3x01 in running to Rayla) and his anger most commonly comes out directed at the person he perceives as being an obstacle to Fixing the problem for himself/his friends. This fixer tendency is is also why he's such a caring considerate guy most of the time, manifesting in his desire to nurture and care for those around him, and closely tied to his pursuit of magic (so he can have agency/the ability to help).

He's devoted himself since learning about the coins to giving Rayla back her family, regardless of who that family includes, and regardless of what else is on the line. We see this repeatedly in 5x04 wherein he risks all of their lives to stay at the Great Bookery because once he gets fixated on finding a solution, he does not have an off switch, regardless — just like in 7x02 — of whether Rayla is asking him (never mind directly telling him not to) to help her.

Now, Runaan is trapped again, but it's not at Viren's hand (though Ezran, snapping at Soren to arrest someone despite the crownguard's hesitation, and his focus on security/power, isn't not acting like the former high mage) but his brother's. That's no good. And Rayla is more likely to fumble the bag without his help; this, plus the fact that Callum does agree with Rayla that Runaan deserves to be free, is why he willingly offers aid even before the situation escalates. It is also a parallel to Claudia ("You do anything for family." "It's too much to ask" "It's love" / "You don't have to ask. I would do anything for you") so no, I don't think it's meant to be entirely healthy either, because Callum's intensity often times gets people into more trouble, not less, but I digress.

As for the escalation itself: he can't just let get Rayla and Runaan on the boat, when the crownguard plus Soren and Corvus are actively chasing after them, and neither Rayla nor Runaan know sky/ocean magic or how to wield it, which is the only reason they get successfully away at all. He had to go with them to ensure their escape, for more reason than one.

But as stated: He is always going to pick the thing that gives him a solution to a Problem, and therefore pick the person with the problem that he thinks he can solve. And he tries, with Ezran to be clear, though more on that in a bit.

This fixer tendency is also why he's willing to repeatedly do dark magic, and why he's willing to sacrifice the simple quiet life that he wants if it means his loved ones get to live ("If you love them, Rayla, Ezran, all of them, you'll do anything to save them [...] It's not about you, is it?"). Rayla needed saving in 7x02, she was the one at physical risk, Ezran was not. Rayla was the one with an emotional problem Callum could easily solve (free Runaan = happy Rayla) and Ezran's was not (because it was more complicated).

And this is also why even once Ezran comes in with the Nova Blade in 7x09, presenting another way to defeat Aaravos, Callum is willing to through with doing dark magic even though he no longer needs to in the same manner, because if Ezran kills Aaravos, then:

AARAVOS: Your window is closing, dark mage. Act quickly, or the brave king and Dragon Prince will seal my fate, and set the world on fire. (7x09)

AARAVOS: Very soon, your brother will embrace dark magic to save those he loves. [...] I have seen it written in his eyes. (7x07)

This is also why he picks going to Ezran over trying to save Harrow in 1x03 ("I'm coming, Ezran!"—book 1 novelization), because he had no skills at the time to use to save Harrow, but he could get Ezran out safely.

He will always pick the person he can physically save, who needs saving in that moment, with whatever tools he has at his disposal, in whatever way he thinks is most likely to work. And no one comes above Rayla or Ezran to him. It's that simple.

Callum is also incredibly personal; he is rarely truly politically motivated. Ezran constructing the betrayal as "he betrayed all of Katolis" I can guarantee is not something that heavily factored into Callum's headspace as a concept, but he does frame it as a political betrayal (hence his resignation) rather than a personal one:

I'm sorry, Ezran. I can't be your High Mage anymore. But I'll always be your brother.

Whether that framing is correct is debatable, but given him and Ezran's talk at the end, I do think Callum comes to conceptualize/understand it as both. That said, Callum isn't the first one to disavow their 'brotherly' bond; in some ways, Ezran is, because he says that he needs his High Mage, not his brother. This is an important sticking point in some ways because Ezran and Karim are also being deliberately paralleled, and have been for seasons:

EZRAN: Sometimes it's hard, but when I struggle, I think about the people I love who are counting on me to do the right thing. Not the harsh thing, not the strong thing. The right thing. Do you love your sister, Prince Karim? KARIM: Wha-? I... Of course. She is leading our people down the wrong path, but she will always be my sister. EZRAN: Then you can still choose love. It's not too late. (6x07)

It's also worth noting that Ezran offers Karim and his people—blatant traitors to the crown of Lux Aurea and people who have tried to kill Janai multiple times—the option to "leave, and build your own future far away from here," which is what Runaan was planning to do befor he got arrested. That Ezran "looks into the face and hears the words of those he judges" (7x07) for Aaravos before he gives Runaan the same opportunity.

Furthermore, Karim is someone who completely disavows the personal to only focus on the political. His sister becomes a traitorous queen who he looks at only with contempt, despite stating "I love you sister, I always will"; his baby is not his child, but his heir. Ezran is not acting like himself/Callum's brother, but as his king, and that includes reaffirming/pulling rank ("I have to stop you. I'm sworn to King Ezran" / "Well, King Ezran, how determined are you to stop me?").

But Callum always treats Ezran like his brother, and does try to fix things, on Ezran's side. He goes to him in 7x02 and advocates for setting Runaan free and—as the person who first identifies the cycle in the series (1x02)—if Callum says something is perpetuating the cycle, he's probably 99% right. He is there to understand, accepts Ezran's anger, but also challenges it. It seems like maybe Callum is getting through to him (with Callum and Zym's framing being paralleled like, so incredibly on the nose) but then Runaan and Rayla are caught.

Ezran has the chance to do what Callum considers "the right thing" (and what Ezran does throughout all prior seasons) and let them go. He doesn't. Instead, he moves to arrest Runaan and Rayla and drag them back to the Banther Lodge by force... for what? Would that actually make him feel better? Or is it just giving him the means to feel control after feeling wildly out of control? He doesn't even go down to see Runaan at any point to see him suffer; he just wants to know Runaan is in jail and separated from his family.

Ezran is then also paralleled to Claudia further, specifically when Callum betrayed her by immobilizing her, because she didn't want her prisoner (the egg) to be taken and reunited with its family, either.

CLAUDIA: Callum, what are you doing? CALLUM: The right thing, I hope. I'm sorry Claudia. (1x03)

EZRAN: Callum, what are you doing? CALLUM: The right thing, I hope. (7x02)

Then Ezran threatens to kill him / risk killing him if Callum doesn't move out of the way, in an even more direct Janai-Karim and Soren-Claudia parallel. (Claudia's rage in the finale also lampshades this with Soren attempting it even less tbh, with "Were you really going to go through with it? Kill me, your sister? I could kill you both!"). The background guard lady even looks surprised after Ezran raises his hand, so the threat is more than apparent even to the characters within the setting.

AANYA: My next shot will be more than a warning.

But Ezran decides trying to kill/wrangle back Runaan is not worth killing or possibly his brother, and Callum reaffirms they are brothers and always will be, and leaves it at that.

This shift from political "king and high mage" to "we're brothers" is also directly stated/reaffirmed in their reconciliation scene as being the most important thing: "Because we're brothers." "Brothers," leaving whether Callum will be high mage again up in the air, but his place as Ezran's brother—and Ezran as his—is not. Callum is wiling to betray Ezran on one front, but refuses flat out to entirely relinquish the bond on any other. He hopes he's doing the right thing, and he hopes that even in doing so ("I know it was hard, but it was the right thing. You know that. I know you do") they can reconcile.

EZRAN: Callum. High Mage. We need you at this council meeting. (7x02)

CALLUM: It was okay to be angry, but I couldn't let the bad feelings stick. Because we were going to need each other. Because we're brothers. I still need you, Ezran. I know it's been a hard time, but I really hope— EZRAN: I need you, too. (7x09)

We also do see Callum support Ezran throughout both 7x01 and 7x02 (until he can't/won't)—embracing him (which Ez, in shock, does not return), following his orders to investigate with Corvus, explaining his side to Rayla, attending the entire meeting even after Rayla leaves, though he regrets it. What Callum is doing, therefore, is living in the moral confusion — the complicated nature of their complex lives of hurt and breaking the cycle — that Ezran is refusing to now that he's been set with a new challenge, willing to inflict pain on others because of the pain and loss Runaan had inflicted on him, and Callum knows this.

EZRAN: Violence, loss, pain. More violence. Stop! Stop. I just want to yell stop. But that’s not enough. It won’t work. I think about a positive vision, a faith we can all share, that we might build a future together in hope. A future where we can be safe with each other.  But… It’s not that easy or simple. Because people are still hurting and they are still angry. We can’t ignore that, or pretend it will go away. Somehow, we have to hold it all in our hearts at the same time. We have to acknowledge the weight of the pain and loss, but open up our eyes and allow ourselves to hope and maybe forgive and love again.

CALLUM: No, that's not what I'm saying. It's just... It's complicated. (7x02)

CALLUM: The three of us have been through a lot together. We'll get through this too... right? [...] Give Ezran a bit of time to process all this. [...] Ezran will do the right thing. He just needs a bit of time to get there. (7x02).

CALLUM: You forgave Zubeia. Who do you think ordered Runaan to kill Dad? But somehow, you got past that. You forgave her, because everything was complicated.

AARAVOS: Childhood innocence gives way to something complicated. (7x02) / I have seen generations of humans and elves accept the darkness that lurks in all of us beside the light. There is no black or white, only shades of gray. We must all carry complexity. (7x04)

CALLUM: Dear Ezran. A few days ago, I started writing you a letter about how sorry I am that I hurt you, about how sad I am that there's a rift between us, and about how certain I am that somehow we'll find a way to repair things. (7x07)

EZRAN: I'm going to forgive you. I don't know how, but I have to try. (7x09)

So yes, Callum betrays his brother to protect their father's killer — the same way Callum betrayed his friend to reunite the person who ordered the hit with her child; the same way Ezran defended the murderer and explicit murder of his mother — because that killer is person is your best friend's father.

REX IGNEOUS: Or is the Dragon King too busy picking fights with little humans at the border? That was always his favourite sport: stomping on ants and calling himself a conqueror.

EZRAN: Everything Avizandum did was to protect Xadia! (4x08)

So just to sum up, Callum betrays Ezran for 4 main reasons:

If he didn't help Rayla break Runaan out, it was more likely something was going to go wrong (and he was right). If he didn't save her with the ice spell, she and Runaan were going to end up hurt and/or arrested or worse.

Callum is determined to treat her like family (even if Ez is not) and to break the cycle as they were instructed by Harrow, and as Ezran has done himself many times.

Rayla had an emotional and then physical problem that Callum Fixer McGee could fix; Ezran had an emotional problem that he was basically stonewalling Callum on.

Ezran had numerous other people in his corner to rely on (Zym, Aanya, Opeli, Soren, Corvus, Barius, his general guards, etc). Rayla had literally no one but her imprisoned father, all of her former friends and allies (Soren and Corvus) turning on her without question because the boy she was willing to lose a hand for told them to.

Rayla had greater need of Callum in the situation and in the moment, so his loyalty to her won out; if her and Ezran's situations had been reversed, Callum would've picked Ezran in that moment and situation without question, because that who he is. He picks whoever he thinks needs him more—over others, and over his own potentially hurt feelings.

None of this means, however, that Ezran didn't need his brother in S7. So let's talk about:

Why did Callum leave with Rayla?

There's the practical and the emotional ones, I think.

Practical:

As discussed, Rayla and Runaan wouldn't have made it in the boat without him. There is no way anything other than magic would've made it move fast enough to get away, and neither elf is inclined or aware enough of sky or ocean magic to make the boat go that way. Callum literally had to go with them.

If Callum had stayed, he would've likely been arrested himself, putting Rayla in a difficult situation of either sending Runaan off on his own to then bail Callum out, or leaving without him when he was in a bad situation. He wasn't going to do that.

If Ezran had arrested Callum, it also wouldn't have made him much happier or actually fixed anything. Callum might've (as in canon) apologized for hurting him, but Callum wasn't going to take back what he'd done, and this was probably just going to exacerbate Ezran's issues further.

At the time Callum left, Ezran wasn't focused on rebuilding Katolis and had made this plain. He was instead focused on collecting weapons, travelling to Duren and back to do so, and we only see him return to the castle's immediate surroundings when Aaravos shows up.

The emotional ones:

After 2 years of separation, and the only times they are separated usually being when Rayla is the most in danger, yeah, Callum doesn't want to be separated from her. She's his best friend and his life partner, and he and Ez have willingly & happily led far more separate lives for a while now (more on that in the next section). He wants to go with her. Sue him.

Callum believes that Ezran needs time to process his anger. He knew he wasn't able to get through to Ez, and that the betrayal would hurt him. It's not unlikely, then, that Callum thought time and distance would help, and that they could try to mend things later.

Katolis did not factor in (but I'll get to that in a bit).

Callum rarely experiences regret unless it puts the life of someone he loves directly in danger, and rarely questions the validity of his actions, especially when he think someone is wrong. (This is also why he'll never regret using the torture spell on Claudia, for example.)

Callum also knows Rayla and we see that, without him, Rayla would've dropped Runaan off at the Silvergrove and then immediately dipped. He wanted to go with her to emotionally support her and also knew that Rayla would let him vs not letting anyone helping her. Until Rayla is reunited with her family and let back into the Silvergrove, she does not have a support system outside of him; Ezran does.

As for having a good time at the Silvergrove... We see Callum's first day there, whereupon he's mostly focused on what Rayla and her family's situation is going to be. Runaan and Ethari make up for failing Rayla by giving her unconditional support and forgiveness, literally binding their fates to hers for the trial and supporting her when it doesn't go well and they think they'll be banished too. Callum has come all this way to reunite her with her village/family and considers her his family; yes, he's going to join in on the group hug and be happy when he's encouraged to. The next time we see them in the Silvergrove, it's been 2 weeks, and Callum is still a little awkward/nervous, but again, mostly focused on giving the family time to spend together and wanting to be integrated, because well...

CALLUM: Be with you. [Kisses her] Yup, I could do this. Pretty nice life. (7x05)

He wants a life with her; he likely has plans to marry and have children with her. It'd be like if Ezran wanted to have Zym around always and had issues with Zubeia constantly; it wouldn't exactly jive. Secondly, Callum's feelings about Runaan were always something I'd figure he wouldn't deal with directly right away, instead focusing on peace/Rayla, and then it would sneak up on him that it bothered him / was something he had to confront ("I just hoped, if I didn't think about it, maybe it wouldn't be true"). Less than one month passing in-show time with no real issues, especially with an entirely repentant Runaan? Yeah that's completely on brand to not be on screen because it'd only happen later.

In regards to Callum making peace and engaging more happily with Runaan... He's definitely not going to do anything else when 1) Runaan's not provoking him first and 2) in front of Rayla. Callum needing to adjust in the fic cited below (written by me and thosefiveadoraburrs in January 2020) semi-early into his relationship with Runaan is exclusively because Runaan is being a prickly asshole. Barring that, and even with that, the integration going smoothly is pretty easy for Callum at first because he's so focused/driven by his love for Rayla. Period.

"The point is that while I don’t care what you say about me, as I’ve heard far worse from other elves like you, Rayla does and you are still her father and she deserves to have you in her life and to have a good relationship with you. So when she’s not around, you can say whatever you want, even to my face. I don’t care and I don’t plan on rising to it anyway. But when she is around, you keep that shit to yourself, because it’s only going to upset her, and she’s been through more than enough.” [...] "You were so young," Rayla said, "so young, when you lost your family. And even if you’d been older, I don’t think their absence would hurt less, but I’m not surprised you notice it more because of how you had to grow up largely without them." [...] "It’s just… on any side," Callum said, "I can never just move on from what I’ve done, or what people think I’ve done, and I wish they would just let us be , sometimes. Without knowing that people think I should be regretting whatever decisions I’ve made, because they’re wrong. I never regret what they think I do.” 

Furthermore, from my pre-S6 fic:

Halfway through [their chess game], though, Ez rubbed at his temples again, and this time Callum asked about it. “You okay?” “Yeah.” Ez frowned as he surveyed the board and then moved his rook. “It’s just Zym. Normally when we’re far away, our emotions don’t blur too much... But because we’re both stressed about the same thing...” “It’s a lot?” Ez nodded, picking up a pawn and then setting it down on the same square, considering. “There is one thing you and Rayla could do to help, maybe.” Callum thought of the Summit that would be a few days’ long trip to Duren and tried not to squirm in his seat. “Oh?” Please not... “Well, we finally got the go ahead for the Summit next week. And the rest of the Pentarchy might take the urgency of hiding the prison more seriously if you and Rayla came along,” Ez said. “Since you’re High Mage, and Rayla’s Xadian. Since we don’t have Zubeia to rely on.”  “Yeah.” Callum focused on the board rather than Ezran’s expectant face, waiting for a yes he didn’t want to give. And what excuse could he offer, really?  Ez would probably pushback if he just thought they wanted to make a beeline for the Starscraper because of the Nova Blade. Ugh. Two secrets at the same time was the worst. And he wasn’t about to drag Rayla out to Duren just to be a token Xadian when he’d spent that morning trying to convince her that putting her parents above other missions that weren’t hers was actually okay for her to do. “Well, let’s see,” he said, hoping that’d be enough. “Don’t have to rush into anything.”

“He saw the egg and he would’ve still killed both of us!” “You think I don’t know that?” “Then how you can not care?” Ezran cried, voice cracking. His nose was runny, eyes stinging again. He bit something back. He wouldn’t cry. He wouldn’t lose this argument just because he was crying. There was a fire in his chest that couldn’t be doused. “I do care, but I also care—I care more about Rayla,” Callum countered, because of course that’s what he’d fucking say. Ezran turned away from him, rolling his eyes and not in the mood to see Callum gesture at him. “She’s our family, why isn’t that—” [...] “You had Opeli and the rest of the council,” Callum said. “Don’t you get it? We’re all she has, we have to be on her side, she doesn’t have—she loves him. And that's enough for me."

“[About betraying and abandoning Ezran to free Runaan] What’s done can’t be undone. We can’t take it back.” Rayla chanced resting a hand on his shoulder. She had to accept his honesty if she was going to ask the question. “Do you wish you could?” “No.” He finally looked at her. “But I wish it could’ve gone differently, I...” Softening, he took her hand from his shoulder, running his thumb over her knuckles. “You’re family,” he said resolutely. “I won’t forget that, even if Ez has.” [...] “So you think it was the right thing?” she prompted more softly. Callum sighed, angry again—but not at her. “I don’t know if there’s always a right thing to do, anymore,” he muttered, sitting in the spot she’d vacated on the bed. “You just... make the choices you can in the situations you’re in, because the alternatives are so much worse. Other paths that you won’t—that you can’t live with.” 

But the big thing, I think, is that in Callum's head... nothing is more important than your closest interpersonal relationships. He's devastated by the loss of Katolis in general, yes—"Katolis was destroyed and that... that is devastating" and his sobbing before Soren finds him—because it was home, even if it was a home he never felt entirely at home in, due to his uncertainty with Harrow and place as a prince. But Callum also cries in 7x01 when he sees the king's tower has collapsed, and thinks he's lost Ezran.

In 1x06, Rayla gives her reason for travelling with the boys, yes, citing:

RAYLA: I could take it any time I want to. CALLUM: Then what's stopping you? RAYLA: Cause it as to come from you. Human princes returning the egg of the Dragon Prince, that's the gesture that matters. That's what could stop the war and change the world.

And it's not good enough for him (hence his angry little face persisting even after she explains) because that's not the reason he wants to hear. He wants to hear that she cares about them. That they're her friends, which is why that's precisely what he says to her on the ice before handing over the egg: "We're lucky to have you as our friend. I do trust you" even before he knows the truth about her binding. He wants the personal. Needs the personal. That's what matters. But that's not what Ezran draws on for any of their interactions. And if it's unfathomable to understand how or why Callum could walk away, then the good news is that said perspective ALSO made it into the fanon s6 fic through Corvus:

Corvus pinched the bridge of his nose. “I can understand why the assassin would want to be free. I understand why Rayla would want him to be, too, and she loves the boys immensely. But I cannot understand Callum’s hand in it, the lengths he’s willing to go to. It is not as though he is the only one who could ever free the man. And Ezran is his brother and his king. His baby brother. [...] His responsiblity. It’s our duty as older siblings. He’s a sorry excuse for an older brother to just walk away like and abandon Ezran like that.” 

Because in the "family member picks breaking the cycle even if that means leaving their younger sibling / more emotionally distressed family member behind (often with others to support them): The Show", such as Janai marrying a human + sparing the architect who had every opportunity to think about the pain she'd cause by putting out the soul flame of Yonnis' parent even when Karim thinks she's not focused enough on the destruction of their home; Soren leaving his abusive warmongering father and killing him even if it devastates Claudia; Astrid abandoning her brother/family to warn everyone about Aaravos; Rayla fighting Runaan on the battlements; Viren leaving Claudia on the beach show, surprisingly, there's going to be patterns that Callum and co. will fall into.

If you're interested more in Ezran's side of things, his emotional processing throughout the season / construction of his identity, and how/why he was perpetuating the cycle, you can check out this meta here.

For now, let's finally talk about the final real section of our meta, which is

Why did Callum resign as High Mage?

On the one hand, Callum's resignation shows that he does conceptualize what he's doing as a betrayal, as noted, and as something that would cause a rift, as verbally stated in 7x07. He "knew my leaving would hurt you" just the way that Rayla leaving him did so. He also knew that at this time, to him, it was necessary. He knows that he can't do this and stay on as High Mage. He also knows, at this point, that he doesn't want to be high mage.

Because "that was devastating, but that wasn't Runaan." Because Callum doesn't personally care about Katolis as a kingdom/castle, and quite honestly, he never has. Post-S3, when things would've been politically terse, as shown in Through the Moon, he was willing to leave Ezran in Katolis on one day notice to go have a vacation exploring Xadia.

And it's not the first time he's left Katolis on short notice with zero concern, doing so in 4x03 (whereas Soren goes as Ezran's sworn crownguard, and Ezran hesitates) solely because Ezran is leaving. It happens again in 5x01 when Ez is away with Soren and Corvus on his dragon diplomatic mission, with Callum making the plan to leave for the Great Bookery the night before and leaving very early in the morning, even though he's currently the highest ranking person at court. We see Callum's discomfort at court first hand in his opening scene in 4x01, showing immediate wariness about his position as High Mage and his lack of mind to political matters:

GUARD: High Mage Callum, the King's council is assembling in the throne room. CALLUM: Oh, pfft, you don't need to call me that. I-I know it's my official title but all that high mage stuff is so... stuffy. Just call me my normal name, Prince Callum. Or just, y'know, just regular Callum. [...] Okay, I'm sorry, now I don't remember what you came here to tell me.

After which he immediately delays going to the meeting to check in on his magic book coming in from Xadia, though it hasn't arrived yet. Rayla's arrival causes Callum to oversleep and be MIA for Zubeia's greeting, leaving Ezran to momentarily flounder till Soren steps in, though no one seems surprised or concerned that Callum isn't there, just awkward. He doesn't go with Ezran to deal diplomatically with any of the dragons either, leaving it entirely in Soren and Corvus' hands, and he has no concern over leaving in 6x01 either, while Ezran hides his sadness about all his friends leaving to go elsewhere (Soren and Zym for Zubeia, and Callum and Rayla for the Starscraper). He and Rayla go rogue over Janai's orders as well, leaving Janai to reflect, "I may be queen, but even I don't have the power to stop those two once they set their mind on something," which is such blatant foreshadowing it felt like neon lights were flashing in my face.

We see this thread steadily even from 1x01, whereupon Callum only reaffirms Harrow is the king as a wall up to thinking of himself as his son. Harrow being royalty was a hindrance to Callum being comfortable of thinking about him on an interpersonal level, not a help:

EZRAN: Why don't you just call him Dad? CALLUM: Because he's the king. And I'm his stepson.

which is also why Ezran talking about the burden of kingship with him in 7x02 goes over Callum's head, because Ezran isn't actually focusing on the fact their father is dead; he's focusing on how it forced Ezran to be king, and being king is so the opposite to how Callum operates, it was never going to click.

EZRAN: Our king. Our father. [Takes off his crown] I never asked for this. I wasn't ready to be a king. I'm just a kid.

And one of the reasons I say the opposite is because of everything laid out above, patterns wise, but also because of his Tales of Xadia bio, which states:

I'm beholden to my inner circle, not some silly kingdom.

There are also scenes from Dreamer's Nightmare which help reaffirm this, where Ezran states that "As princes of Katolis, it's our duty to put you all [citizens of the town] first," only for Callum 1-3 pages later argue for the complete opposite, because:

EZRAN: [When Callum wants to wait for their dad / the adults to wake up and solve things for the town] I'm going either way, but I'd really like to have someone come with me. Someone who's good at solving mysteries. CALLUM: Fine, I'll go. But only because I'm your big brother.

EZRAN: The whole town is in danger, Callum! Let me go! CALLUM: No! I have to keep you safe! I promised King Harrow [...] but I keep failing, and I'm just so scared you'll get hurt.

I don't think either of these supplementary materials are necessary though, to get this aspect of his across, given that scenes like this were written well before the latter came out, and Callum's entire Tales of Xadia bio just reaffirmed exactly how I and many others have seen him since S1 came out:

"And Ez doesn’t need my help,” Callum added more cheerfully. “If he needed me, he’d say so.” He said it with so much confidence it took Soren a second to tell if it was a joke or not, but no. The young mage honestly believed it. How was a good question, and the answer would’ve been more so, given everything. Those first few months after the war were crystal clear in Soren’s mind: Ez weathering the political waves alone, wearily drafting peace treaties and legislations while Callum scoured Xadia, searching for Rayla and growing more and more irate every time he returned home empty handed. The way Ezran had single handedly held him together, Callum unable or unwilling to truly confide in anyone but his brother. How Ezran had let Callum hole up with that stupid mirror for hours on end rather than eliciting magical solutions to everyday problems, because at least he was focusing on something other than heartbreak. How many council meetings Callum had skipped or been late to, never operating as acting-king when Ezran was away on diplomatic business. Callum’s temper on his 16th birthday reigning summer storms down on the castle for weeks straight. His lateness to Ezran’s meeting with Zubeia that Soren had stepped in for; the way it had been him and Corvus, not Callum, accompanying the young king to his entreatment of the dragons and Domina Profundis. Ezran’s steady, strong nature, the way he could be so silent and quiet it was easy to forget how young he was sometimes and how much he’d been through, how much he’d missed their friend and father and his childhood. It’s not fair you have to struggle through this alone.  “Yeah,” Soren said quietly. “Sure.” 

Callum does not care about being crown prince or high mage. He isn't focused on supporting Ezran as king; he's focused on supporting Ezran as Ez, as his brother. Those are separate things from being Harrow's son and Ezran's brother, even if they can overlap. He cares about Katolis on a certain level, yes, but not on a big one; he cares about it because he cares about Ezran. And Ezran asking Callum to stay in the meeting as High Mage was never going to work. If Ezran had asked him to stay as his brother, maybe — but Ezran doesn't.

CALLUM: I'm sorry, Ezran. I can't be your High Mage anymore. But I'll always be your brother.

And in typical Callum fashion, whether he goes back to being high mage remains to be seen, but he does put in the majority of the effort in their actual reconciliation. He approaches Ezran first, he's the one walking over, and the one who speaks first.

CALLUM: Hey. EZRAN: [Uncertainly] Hi. CALLUM: So I've been thinking about this toy banther I had when you were just a baby. I loved it more than anything in the world, and you broke it. EZRAN: And... you're bringing this up now? CALLUM: I was so mad. I said I hated you, and I would hate you forever. And Mom said that it was okay to be angry, but I couldn't let the bad feelings stick. Because we were going to need each other. Because we're brothers. I still need you, Ezran. I know it's been a hard time, but I really hope—

Callum loved that toy more than anything, and Ezran broke it, and he got over it, because he loves Ezran more. He's saying it's okay for Ezran to be angry (x2) and it's okay if Ezran hates him. Just that even if Ezran is, and even if Ezran does, Callum still loves him and needs him and considers him his brother. That he hopes they can reconcile.

And Ezran accepts it—much to Callum's surprise and then relief— because he never needed his high mage. He needed his brother, and that's what Callum still is—what they'll always be.

EZRAN: I need you, too. CALLUM: Brothers. EZRAN: Brothers.

Conclusion

Back when they were both children, Callum and Ezran didn't have anything to put above each other and the immediate proximity of their bond. However, the events in the first 3 seasons change this forever. Callum finds magic and falls in love, and Ezran returns home to be king, and gains Zym and his council as constant supports.

Ezran puts going home to be king above continuing to travel to Xadia. From there, they spend more and more time and seasons apart. This is similar to Soren and Claudia, who have an increasingly fractured bond, but who also know aren't doomed to be miserable because of their separation or betrayal; they forge new friendships, bonds, and sources of laughter. But neither set of siblings ever forget their love for each other, even if they grow and their priorities expand to include other things. For Ezran, Zym and his kingdom are incredibly important to him; for Callum, Rayla and the life they're building together, as well as stopping Ezran (or anyone) from causing permanent unnecessary harm to one another in their little family is also a priority.

None of this is to say that Callum's way of dealing with things is flawless, or that they won't have more conflict again in the future (I'd love it, although I expect there to be more of a focus on Ezran-Zym conflict going forward) but being a little flaky/unreliable in a political sense is just who Callum is, even if he will always come through on the personal manner in the end.

Sibling relationships are complicated, and they can both mutually fail each other and Rayla, and then still come back together in the end. And I'm very glad that they do.

Other fun details:

Callum's letter refers to the dragons as big help, a gentle nod to how Ezran described them in 3x08

Callum confirming that he babysat Ezran regularly growing up, which fits with Callum's tug of war between being a parentified older brother with his own immature / peer adjacent sides

Callum sits closer to Ezran at the council table once he's no longer high mage, whereas before he always sat further apart

Ezran is symbolically embroiled with fire throughout the season (king of ashes, the fire ruby plan, the Nova Blade having the risk of setting the world on fire, the fire in his eyes that are meant to parallel Aaravos' etc). Callum is associated with water, nabbing Rayla's water reflection motif in later episodes, and with greater emphasis on his connection to the ocean arcanum in spell usage and its links in dark magic. The two then meeting in the middle is interesting symbolically, to say the least.

[moonysentropia]

sister · @black-brothers-microfic · word count: 847 · cw: trans person coming out (no angst)

'Do I look good?' Regulus' eyes were closed. She could feel a constant tickling on her eyelid, but she wouldn't dare to move.

'You always do, Reggie.' Sirius' voice was calm, soothing. She was so close her citric scent crawled up Regulus' nose and stayed there, familiar and comfortable.

'No, but really.'

'Yeah, really.' Sirius let out a low chuckle and Regulus could imagine that annoying sly grin she always wore on her face. She would have shoved her if her older sister didn't have a sharp pencil pressing on the top line of her eye.

Elton John was singing in the background and, in other circunstances, Regulus would have judged Sirius for her questionable taste on music, but there was only one thought on her mind.

Finally.

She was doing it. They were doing it.

It was scary. She couldn't stop sweating and Sirius wouldn't stop yelling "stop moving your knee or I'll tie you up to the chair!" and blowing hair into her nose, making Regulus squirm and finding another excuse to groan.

But it was happening.

Even if Regulus hadn't wanted to accept it, she had always known it would end up coming to this. After years of self-hate, of doubts, of pure and sour denial. After months of self-acceptance, of sneaky readings and overwhelming and sweet hope.

She had finally say it to Sirius.

'I'm a girl.'

'I'm one too.' Sirius had only answered, giving another bite to the chocolate bar she was eating.

'Doesn't it bother you?' Regulus then asked, anxiety running through her blood.

'Not really? You're still Reg, my Reggie, my sister.' She gave her one of wolf-like smiles, all full of white, shiny teeth.

And the word stroke him like a wave, soaking into her bones, settling in her heart.

Sister.

It sounded so fitting, like the piece of the puzzle that had always been missing.

'I don't want Father and Mother to know.’

'Then they won't know.'

'But l hate having to wear those ugly shirts and trousers.’

'I can lend you my tops and skirts if you want.’

'But maybe they'll look too big on me.’

'I can ask Lily to stitch them up. Did you know she's a pro at sewing?'

'I want to try your red lipstick.'

'Oh, it would look killer on you.’

'But I don't know how to do it properly. Would it be too much?'

'Make up is never too much, Reggie. Want me to give you a makeover? We are alone until late today.’

And that’s how they ended up like that. Regulus sitting in the middle of Sirius’ room, the record endlessly spinning under the needle and Sirius humming while she did whatever she wanted to Regulus’ face.

It had been a while since Regulus’ had felt comfortable in their house. She wouldn’t even dare to call it "home", but Sirius made it all easier, always lighting the darkest corners and distracting Regulus from the horrible things that happened too often. She was her precious sister and, even if little Regulus hadn’t valued it enough, she was sure of it now. Sirius really saw her for who she was.

‘Okay, it’s done.’ Sirius said, and Regulus stayed still for a little more. She was afraid of opening her eyes, of seeing something so real, so her, it would break her apart.

‘Don’t be afraid, Reg. I’m the best at make up, you know? I did James’ once and he loved it!’

Sirius was just trying to cheer her up, Regulus knew that, but it still worked. She felt confident enough too slowly open her eyes and focus her gaze on the mirror in front of her.

It was a snap, her eyes meeting hers and, in an instance, everything was in its right place. She knew she didn't need make-up or clothes or any material stuff to make her be sure of who she was, but seeing herself from this new perspective was another step taken, small but significant.

And she loved it. She loved how the dark blue eyeshadow intensified her grey eyes, how the soft pink blush enlightened her cheeks, how the red lipstick, the one that Sirius always wore and made her yearn for something deep and intense, fit her so well it made her wonder "why did it took me so long?". And as if Sirius had listened to her thoughts, she placed her hands on her shoulders and smiled at her in the mirror before just saying:

'Everything comes down to this moment, right?'

And she knew what her sister meant. Because it was not about some colorful powders on her face or about yelling it so loud all the neighbourhood would know. It could just be a whisper or even a thought, it would also be a feeling than only a few could get, and it was, of course, the comfort of sharing that moment with her sister and knowing that she would always be safe with her.

She hold the tears back and gave her sister a big, genuine grin.

'Thank you, Sirius.'

[babybearnation]

Hey bear I would like to submit an official event request for headcanons for Pato, Jack, Liam, Marcus, Callum and Christian Mansell with a gn partner with anxiety or autism please

Also the day I became 🥔 anon I had potatoes for dinner so that was fun ❤️

🥔 anon

dude, i'm irish, i fucking love potatoes. please keep in mind that i am not autistic, therefore i am basing the autism section off of a few friends/family members, as well as my own sensitivities with textures & foods, etc. also i know i said only one idea per ask but i liked both options so much that i'm doing both :D

this got long, so everything is under the cut!

gn!reader with anxiety:

pato o'ward:

an actual sweetheart who will never make you feel bad

if you need some time alone, he'll reluctantly give you it, but if there's any way he can stay with you whilst you're going through an anxious spell or an anxiety attack, you best bet he's staying there

he'll hide you from the camera crews and try and make it seem like he's just loving on you, rather than shielding you from the world

if you have any anxious habits that upset you like biting your nails or scratching at yourself, pato will spend ages googling and working on ways to prevent you from making yourself feel worse

genuinely such a sweetheart who will drop everything for you if you start having an anxiety attack

jack doohan:

jack probably knows what its like to have anxiety considering his family and the legacy he has to somewhat live up to

therefore, he's gonna be really sweet and patient with you and your struggles

he may not understand what triggers your anxiety attacks, but you best bet he'll figure out every single way he can calm you down

he refuses to let you feel bad for your anxiety and he will not let you apologise to him for any anxiety attacks you may have

definitely tries to create a safe space for you in alpine's hospitality because he totally understands the desire to hide away and if he can offer you a safe version of that, he will

liam lawson:

aint nobody fucking with his baby when you have an anxiety attack

have you seen this man's glare? he's not letting anyone get close to you and make things worse for you, no fucking way

much like pato, he'd probably be reluctant to leave you alone but if you're in his driver's room, he's a bit less reluctant because he knows that's a safer space for you to hide that just a random side path in the paddock

if you need something of his to help calm down, he will eagerly hand it over. his hoodie? here you go. his shirt? he will walk halfway across the paddock shirtless to go get another one if he needs to. his phone? you'll let him know if anyone important calls.

biggest defender and protector of you and your privacy and safety

marcus armstrong:

must be a kiwi thing because i just KNOW this man be glaring at any camera crews or reporters who try and interrupt him whilst he's with you mid-panic attack

he will literally employ his friends (callum, robert, his teammates at MSR, etc.) to help protect you

it might be obsessive but he always checks that you're okay 5+ times before he gets in the car because he doesn't want you to go into an anxiety attack without him or his friends there to help you

if he needs to, he will educate everyone in MSR or hell, even the entire indycar paddock, on how to deal with anxiety attacks and what to do if you have one

he is SERIOUS about his job as your boyfriend and ain't no one hurtin' his BABY

callum ilott:

callum will be so fucking gentle and delicate with you

the last thing he'd wanna do is exacerbate the problem so when you're mid anxiety attack, he'll whisper soothing words to you, his touch is soft and gentle, and he never treads too far or too fast, afraid to startle and upset you

like marcus, callum will make sure prema knows how to take care of you before the season starts just in case an anxiety attack comes when he's busy doing media or off racing

he's also not afraid to sprint halfway across the paddock to get you anything you need. water? he's finding the nearest fresh source. his hoodie? already retrieved it from his driver's room just for you

he will go above and beyond to make sure you are safe and happy and you're not struggling - that's the very last thing he wants :(

chistian mansell:

he's already fully prepared to help you way before he even met you because he just seems like the kind of guy who'd want to help anyone out any way he can, even if he doesn't know them

he's very ready and willing to drop everything for you - he'd probably even refuse to get in the car if you were mid-anxiety attack or something which makes you stress out even more bcuz PLEASE get in the fucking car, this is your JOB christian

after that, i think he'll work hard to make sure something like that doesn't happen again - he'll help you develop coping mechanisms or he'll ensure that there are staff members who can help you

if anyone has the SLIGHTEST negative piece to say about your anxiety, he will not hesitate to call them out. fuck outta here with that bs

is not afraid to employ the help of pepe marti and have the two of them make massive fools of themselves if it means you'll laugh and smile and calm down - he'll do it, don't test him!

autistic!gn!reader:

pato o'ward:

once again, pato is a sweetheart, let that be known, hear ye hear ye

this man has about 8 bajillion copies of your comfort items. stim toys, chew toys, headphones, hoodies, plushies - whatever you need, he's got 14 variants in his driver's room alone.

if you find the paddock too overwhelming, pato will never force you to go and he will get the best laptop with the best streaming service for his races so that way you can watch at your own comfort level, even though you're literally in the hotel near the track

pato can be quite loud and chaotic, but he's always so careful with you and he will not be afraid to tell people to shut the fuck up if they are being too much

is so down for your weighted blanket, i just know he finds it really relaxing and grounding after a tough race

jack doohan:

jack is so down to just yap at you if you want that when you go non or semiverbal, im not even joking

even though he's clearly not that important in the eyes of alpine, he'll try and get pierre to get alpine to make a nicer material for his team kit that way the texture doesn't upset you

if you find that touching or playing or fiddling with the hair, clothes or accessories of another person calms you down, he's willing to let you fiddle away (he'll apologise a BILLION times over for shaving his hair if you liked playing with it)

jack is pretty friendly and nice, but he will quickly become vicious if anyone upsets or mocks you. he will straight up not tolerate that shit at all

willing to do whatever it takes to make you comfortable when coming to the race track but he knows how loud it is so he won't ever, at all, force you to go with him if you're not comfortable doing so

liam lawson:

gets obsessed with your special interests/hyperfixations because he loves listening to you talk about them and he'll end up sharing any relevant fun facts you teach him with his fellow drivers/his team

he knows unfamiliar touch can be scary to you so he'll warn literally EVERYONE that they have to be careful around you - he refuses to potentially put you in a situation where you get overwhelmed or have a meltdown because that is the last thing he wants

speaking of meltdowns, he's really good at helping you calm down from them - he knows all the right things to say or not say, he knows which comfort items help you calm down quickest and he's even willing to let you scratch at him if that's something that helps calm you down

ll30 merch will be the comfiest, most friendly-to-you merch ever because he wants to see you rocking his fit and he refuses to let you be uncomfortable when you do

if anyone is weirded out by your stim toys, he'll start fucking using them himself to normalise it. he's not letting you be judged just for how you deal with the world

marcus armstrong:

this man will change his whole life to suit both yours and his needs because he loves you so much and he's not gonna let you suffer

he gives off chews on plastic vibes so if he catches you chewing random bits of plastic or chew toys/jewellery, he's chill - that's cool to him. as long as you're safe, of course

he never hugs you whilst he's wearing his race suit. those things are uncomfortable as hell for him, therefore he can't imagine what it would feel like for you and he refuses to find out without your explicit consent

will shit talk fellow drivers or even the reporters if any of them are rude about you. he does not care at all and he never will

if you're a biter, you can bite him. he likes it. he won't make it sexual if you don't but if you do, he's not complaining at all.

callum ilott:

always carries your headphones in a special case that way, should you need them, they'll be a) easily identifiable and b) kept safe and secure, usually in the bottom of his bag

always willing to change clothes if they make you uncomfortable. in fact, he might even go so far as to throw them out and replace them because what's the point in wearing certain clothes if his baby can't hug him whilst he's in them?

will prep all his friends and staff members on how to make sure you don't get overwhelmed and what to do if you are and he isn't there to comfort you

your meltdowns scare him because you seem so upset and so hurt and he hates that. he hates you being hurt and so meltdowns are really difficult for him (obviously, he knows they are more difficult for you, but he can't help how he feels)

every race weekend he attends without you will end up with him coming home with a handful of gifts that he knows you'll like - plushies if you like em, sweets & candies & treats that he knows are your comfort foods, etcetc.

christian mansell:

well prepared KING - he's got everything you need the second you tell him you need it

he doesn't really have a huge say in how his team kit is designed so if it's an uncomfortable texture for you, he'll try and stay out of it for as long as possible to avoid upsetting you

if there's certain foods you cannot stand to be in the same room as, he'll make sure that everyone knows not to bring it near him or his driver's room - if he has to lie and say you're allergic for people to take it seriously, then so be it

if you go nonverbal and just make little noises instead of speaking, he will very quickly pick up on your nonverbal language system and be able to decipher it damn near flawlessly

christian is another driver who is not afraid to yell at other drivers or, if he's comforting you, he'll get pepe to go and do it for him instead - he's not letting anyone disrespect you

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[umi-adxhira]

ᝰ.ᐟ SERENITY | 023

FANDOM: TWTPTFLOB

WARNINGS: Swearing

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Yall this chapter is so fucking short I'm sorry guys

Also spoiler for the chapter: I actually did find the manhwa from a Jeremy edit. It was actually a good one but I said in the chapter it was cringy because most of those manhwa type edits usually are

I was already on board with reading it because I loved Jeremy but then I saw a Dion version and I was like YESSSSSS

This is the link to the edit btw 💜

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It has been a few days since you were imprisoned in Dion’s room. The walls were suffocating at first, pristine and cold, an extension of the man who kept you here. Yet, despite the gilded cage, the days melted into something less oppressive. Every day, he would bring your food and stay in the room with you, his silent presence filling the space. He never left unless he had a mission, and even then, he would return late at night, his cold fingers finding your waist, his arms caging you in the gentlest way as he held you in your sleep. He so wants me.

Tonight is no different.

You stretch lazily on the bed, the only comfort in this strange place, and shift under the weight of his gaze. Dion, sitting across from you, eyes you with his usual piercing stare - cool and calculating, yet somehow indulgent.

“I need to pee,” you announce, shifting your foot in its restrained position.

Dion narrows his eyes slightly. “You went an hour ago.”

“Yeah, but I drank a lot of water because the chicken was dry.” You huff, folding your arms across your chest. “I fucking hate these historical manhwa foods. They look so good and amazing drawn out but they’re so bland it’s almost disgusting,”

His lips twitch, almost amused at your sudden use of vulgar language, but he lets out a slow sigh before raising a hand. The soft hum of magic fills the air, and the chain around your ankle releases with an almost reluctant click.

“Go,” he mutters.

You don’t waste a second. Scrambling off the bed, you rush into the bathroom and slam the door behind you, reveling in the brief illusion of freedom.

Once you return, you plop onto the bed without a care. Dion reaches for your ankle, his touch gentle despite his usual cold demeanor. His thumb ghosts over the faint dent left by the chain, and before you can react, he presses a soft kiss there, lingering for just a second too long.

Your heart stutters.

Then, without a word, he secures the chain back in place. You tuck yourself under the covers, burrowing into the warmth of his bed even though the sun is still visible beyond the curtains. Dion sits next to you, his presence an unshakable force.

“Can I see Roxana?” you ask hesitantly. “It’s been a while, and I’m kind of lonely.”

His reaction is immediate. A sharp glance, a flicker of something dark in his gaze. “Am I not enough?” The jealousy in his voice is quiet but potent, his words carrying a weight you’re not sure you can bear.

You sigh, offering a small, reassuring smile. “You are. It’s just… you’re not much of a talker. And I feel like talking.”

Dion considers this for a moment before responding. “Then talk. I’ll listen.”

You brighten at the invitation, shifting so you can face him fully. “Are you sure?! Okay! So, back in school, there was this one time-”

And just like that, you dive into the absurdities of your world. You tell him everything, sparing no detail, from catching two boys shagging in the bathroom to a teacher slapping a girl for being, in her words, "too stupid." You recount the chaos of the fire alarms being pulled five days in a row, forcing everyone to shiver in the cold while waiting for the teachers to finally let you back inside.

Dion listens intently, his fingers absentmindedly tracing small circles against your waist, a subtle touch grounding you both in the moment. He cares little for the words unfamiliar to him, rather the way your eyes sparkle in a way he’s never seen before when you talk about your home world.

Then, you shift topics. “Oh, how I even found the manhwa in the first place! So basically,” He raises a brow, intrigued. “I found it on TikTok. Someone made this super cringy 2022 edit of a character from it. I thought the whole thing would be just as bad, so I checked it out ironically. But then, it became my favorite novel. I was reading the final chapters when… well, I ended up here.”

Dion’s gaze sharpens. “Which character was it?”

You hesitate before admitting, “Jeremy. Timeskip Jeremy, specifically.” Dion goes eerily quiet. The silence stretches between you, unnatural and heavy. You continue talking, but the more you ramble, the more you realize - Dion hasn’t said a word. Hasn’t moved. Hasn’t even blinked. A chill runs down your spine. You poke his chest lightly. Nothing. His stare is distant, something unreadable lurking beneath it. You nudge him again, harder this time, accompanied by a whine. “Dion, hellooo? Are you seriously giving me the silent treatment?” you pout. “It was just an edit, you weirdo.”

Still, he says nothing. But then, his fingers flex against your waist, tightening ever so slightly before finally relaxing. He exhales, slow and controlled, before fixing you with a gaze so piercing it makes you shiver.

“Do you like Jeremy more than you like me?” His voice is dangerously soft, yet there’s an unmistakable tension beneath it.

You blink, startled by his sudden possessiveness. Then, before you can overthink it, you lean forward and press a quick peck to his cheek.

“No,” you say softly. “I already told you before - you’re my favorite character. And you still are.”

His grip relaxes, though his hand remains on you, tracing idle patterns against your skin. The room is quiet for a while, the weight of unspoken emotions settling between you.

Then, Dion breaks the silence.

“What does 'shagging' mean?”

You choke on air, whipping around to face him. He looks utterly serious, his head tilted slightly as he waits for your response.

A slow smirk tugs at his lips when he sees your flustered expression. You groan, burying your face in your hands. “Oh my god, Dion.”

He chuckles lowly, his breath ghosting over your ear as he leans in. His fingers find your chin, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. “You turn red so easily,” he murmurs, voice teasing. “It’s quite cute.” Your heartbeat hammers against your ribs. Dion shifts, pressing closer until you’re caged between him and the bed. His fingers trail along your jaw, his eyes dark with something unreadable. “If you keep looking at me like that,” he murmurs, “I might just have to do something about it.”

TAGLIST: @evaxmisu, @00hellohello00, @welpthisisboring, @hsrvl264, @flyingpansaurus

[violynxmaeve]

Caitlyn kiramman, protective gf! Hc’s<3

[i wanna make this about insecure reader, or that you struggle mentally, i guess I’m making this for my own comfort and i hope you guys are okay with that, if you ever need any help then please reach out, you are not and will never be alone, love you - maeve <3]

She makes sure EVERYONE knows you are hers or that you are taken, if you two are out together she is not afraid to make it clear that you are with her no matter what, even at important events you are staying with her, she wants you to know and understand that she is with you no matter what.

If you are having a particularly bad mental health day, she will know immediately by the slight absence in your eyes, and how ‘slow’ you are in the mornings and will try and stay by your side the whole day but will give you A LOT of affection.

“Darling you can stay in bed, don’t push yourself, i know you’re struggling, it’s gonna be okay. Call me if you need anything, okay?”

Anytime she has a break from work she will come and see you at your own job or at home, no matter where you are she will come and see you and give you a hug.

Physical affection is something she will always love, even if it’s by her giving you a hug or if you come and hug her randomly, it makes her so happy.

She does not get insecure about loving you or if you love her, she knows you do but if someone tries to flirt or talk with you in a ‘affectionate’ manner she will say to you how she feels and politely excuse you from the conversation.

“Darling i think it’s time for us to leave, don’t you agree?”

She makes it very clear on how she’s feeling, whether its about work or about how much she cares and loves you, she tells you, every. Single. Day.

She knows when you think too much or if you’re worrying about something and will wrap her hands around you and kiss your neck before asking politely whats wrong but its with authority, making it clear you can tell her.

“Sweetheart, whats going on inside that head of yours?”

If you’re going out on your own and say you will be back in an hour and you come 30 minutes or so later than you said she will stand at the front door with her eyebrows furrowed and her arms crossed, worrying about you, not that she doesn’t think your a capable person she just knows the dangers lurking, even after the war.

You are her home and comfort so if anything happens to you she goes a little insane.

Caitlyn tries to finish her work as quickly as possible so she isn’t home too late, she loves helping you get to sleep, or wind down for the night, its her therapy, reminding her that you are everything to her, no matter what.

If you two ever argue she will excuse herself, or will shut her mouth after a while and let you rant and yell at her.

After the argument she will give you space but if you try and ignore her whilst in bed getting ready to sleep she will pull you into her chest or onto her lap and make it clear she isn’t going anywhere but you both need to get over this.

“Honey i love you, and you know this but I’m not going to sit here and allow you to ignore me, so be a good girl and tell me what you need me to do to help you, mkay?”

She isn’t opposed to you being bratty or in a mood but if you push her a little too far she will have to say something, even if you are in your own little world.

“What’s going on with you today, love? Has someone said something to you or are you being like this for fun.”

Never talk bad about yourself, or well if you do she will give you a furrowed brow and a slight glare before pulling you into her embrace and telling you how much she cares and loves you, no matter what you look like or how you feel.

She honestly just loves you, a lot.

[strawberrybunnystuff]

𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭🥛

TW: This content includes sexual content; mention of pregnancy; aimed at the majoritu public;

Leland Coyle

Be aware that Leland in your relationship will always see you as his sole property! So when the urge to "procreate" comes to him, he would use it as the ULTIMATE way to mark you as his FOREVER.

Leland would hold your waist tightly, bringing your body until your back touches his body.

You feel something very hard against your body.

"You really want me to fill you up, huh? I'm going to make you mine for real."

Leland would trap you in any obstacle that gave him access to fuck your sweet hole. His expression would become even more dominant than usual, his fast pace always focused. He wouldn't accept any failure now. With the possible thought of your procreation going wrong, Leland would make sure to fuck you many more times in the same night until he was sure he managed to fill your uterus enough.

Leland will make sure not to let you expel any drops.

After the act, Leland would be kinder to you and your body. Treating you with care and aftercare. As the days went by, Leland would become even more of a stalker with you, always looking at your belly in hopes that it would grow at least a little each day.

Mother Gooseberry

Mommy Gooseberry already has her maternal extinct above normal with you but deep down she still has a little bit of insecurity in her head about you leaving at any moment. Then the desire for "procreation" falls like something perfect sent perfectly to her.

Creating a new life with you, a perfect life that would unite your lives forever, makes her very restless.

Gooseberry suddenly grabs your face, bringing his piercing, desire-filled eyes over yours, so confused.

"Let's make a perfect baby, my little sheep...a ​​perfect child, created just for us to love."

Gooseberry would be sweet and protective during the act, always making sure nothing hurt you and that you were feeling okay. She would whisper soothing, sweet words in your ear while she stuck her big wet fingers in your hole.

After finishing the act, Gooseberry would stay with you taking care of everything you need and want. Throughout the days, she would kneel next to her belly while singing nursery rhymes to her future perfect child.

Franco Barbi

Franco doesn't see your desire for "procreation" as something just to generate life or tie you to him, Fraco sees himself as a living art and you being his blank canvas ready for him to paint a beautiful work of art on you.

Franco would be more casual and practical in choosing to do his artistic work in a bed with doors tightly closed. It would be a fucking magnificent spectacle for him. He would have so much fun fucking his cock deep into you, murmuring charming words mixed with a hint of fun.

"We are not just fucking, my muse...we are creating something unique and eternal."

Franco would repeat his breeding ritual every night for at least a few weeks until he was sure that his beautiful aura had finally found its way to her sweet womb.

When you finally get pregnant, Franco would be obsessed. Painting lots and lots of pictures about you and your future baby.

The Night Hunter

Night Hunter already has a certain wild and animalistic entitlement, so when the desire to "procreate" arises in his distorted mind, there will be nothing left in his head other than to fill his loved one in the most brutal and primitive way.

Night Hunter wouldn't say anything about his desire and wouldn't even say when he intended to catch you. One moment he would appear behind you and minutes later your poor body would be pressed hard against some cold ground while that damn wild cock was pounding hard from behind you. Night Hunter would make sure to hold your neck with his hand making you look straight at him as he fucks you.

After the act, he would become extremely territorial with you, warding off any type of danger.

Dr. Esterman

Like the others, Esterman does not see his way of "procreating" as a simple desire, deep down he plans everything before it even happens, he will transform his carnal desire into an experiment to be studied.

Esterman would leave everything prepared, from the chosen location to what he would use in the process. Esterman plans to record every second of his facial and bodily reactions then he will watch it all again over and over again as he writes his notes. During the act, Esterman will say phrases and words to further stimulate your reactions.

"Look at your body, it was made for this...to generate something greater and I want to see each stage of that transformation."

After the act, Esterman took care of you but only because of her unhealthy desire to study the stages of your pregnancy. When changes finally begin to occur, Esterman will test you daily, treating you like a living study.

[valeress]

one of my favorite bensler edits by bensonsdaughter on tt

[calkale]

i know its so stupid but i need to complain again

[poisonedapples]

Super heavy vent ahead in the tags

[bluestjayy]

Maybe I'm just cursed 🤪

[bibimbinge]

tired of being called inconsiderate and rude the second I say something thats not exactly in a nice tone when my brain is working 3× more to be considerate of everyone and everything else 99% of the time.

[fiendishartist2]

guys what if i want to make my own apollo justice game.

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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