#eggy you want me dead

[jadeoru]

BOKUTO EAT BRICKS AND SHIT THEM OUT CHALLENGE

DRUNK WALK HOME

prologue: rejection

masterlist

"and i sit on the curb 'cause it's the prettiest night / with no one else in sight / you know i wore this dress for you / these killer heels for you" -drunk walk home by mitski

She paces in the space behind the bar, by an overflowing dumpster and the piles of wooden crates. Her head is fuzzy and vision slightly blurred, the alcohol in her bloodstream making her feel slow and heavy. There’s a lit joint between her fingers, and she can hear the low thumping of bass pulsing through the walls.

The downing of three whiskey sours has done little to quell the budding nerves in her gut and in her chest. And she’s contemplating going back for fourth, wondering exactly how coherent she would need to be for her feelings to be taken seriously, and sincerely hoping that the answer is not at all.

She tries her best to keeps her thoughts from spiraling, to keep the words ‘failure’ and ‘rejection’ away from her conscious thoughts, abruptly and forcibly switching her train of thought every time they do. She inhales slowly, and tells herself that tonight, things will change, that one success will lead to others, and she won’t be the one shrouded in disappointment anymore.

And she’s grateful when she’s jerked from these thoughts by the excited exclamation of her name and a wind-knocking force that lifts her off the ground and spins her. She shrieks, briefly, as Bokuto laughs in her ear, holding her against his chest, keeping her arms pinned down to her side.

“What are you doing out here?” he asks as he eventually places her feet back down on the ground. “It’s no fun without you in there!”

Bokuto smiles, looking down at her, bright and wide, and it makes her smile. It’s hard not to smile around Bokuto, the energy he has is infectious. Persistently positive and unexpectedly wise. It fills her to the brim with something sweeping and sweet. “Just need a break,” she tells him, lifting her joint to her lips and inhaling briefly. She turns her head to exhale.

“Well, I’ll hang out here with you till you’re done,” he tells her, grin unrelenting.

And it’s a reassurance to her. The way he looks at her, bright shining eyes and warmth radiating, it makes her feel stupid for doubting him. Because she doesn’t see him look at any of his other friends like that. Because the way he talks to her, it’s different. She feels her smile grow, and her cheeks feel sore. It’s different, she tells herself.

“That’s good, actually, because I have something to tell you.”

Bokuto raises an eyebrow. “Something good I hope?”

She nods. “Yeah, I’d hope so.” She takes a moment to inhale, to try and steady her breath. “Bo, I’m in love with you. Like, in love with you.”

His smile falters. For a second. She notices it immediately, and her heart falls to her stomach. “In love? With me?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.”

And all confidence she had is siphoned out of her, drained and puddled on the floor around her. Her tongue dries, and she suddenly loses the ability to make eye contact. Her gaze is on her shoes when she says, “How-how do you feel? About me?”

The alcohol in her blood suddenly makes her dizzy. “I do love you,” Bokuto leads, “but I think I just love you like a friend. I don’t think it’s the same.”

His voice is different. It doesn’t sound like his. It’s all she can do to nod and blink the tears away. “Yeah,” she says, strained. “Yeah, that’s fair.”

Bokuto reaches a hand towards her. She steps away from it, and he drops it back to his side. “Thank you for telling me.”

She laughs. Quickly and bitterly. Her vision blurs worse. She can’t see anything except the pavement beneath her feet. “Yeah, no problem.”

“Do you, do you wanna go back in with me?”

“Nah, I’ll stay out here for a minute. I’ll see you soon.”

“Okay.”

Bokuto leaves her out there alone. She hears the door close behind him, metal creaking, and there are no reasons left to hold back her tears now. She drops the half-smoked joint and stomps out, before she starts on her long, drunk walk home.

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[storiesbyjes2g]

3.130 Whoop that trick

At dawn, Sophia got up to pee, so I pulled myself out of bed to make breakfast because I knew she'd be hungry and head for the kitchen next. I felt like trying my French toast recipe again, as I hadn't perfected it yet. Cooking for Sophia had proven to be even more frustrating than cooking for Dad, because nearly everything contained dairy in some form. Scouring the internet every day for something new to try had gotten really old, so I started buying plant-based milk for my sanity. I think she appreciated it too because sometimes the temptation to eat dairy was so strong she gave in, damning the discomfort of bubble guts. How anyone could live life without cheese, I didn't know.

"Mmmmm, that smells so good," Sophia cooed.

"Thanks. I think I got it right this time."

The plant-based milk worked well for most things, but I needed to make adjustments to my custard. In my initial trials, either the bread came out too soggy, or it developed an eggy crust while it cooked. Everything looked perfect this time, so I hoped to remember what I did for next time.

"Okay, so hear me out," she started.

I had no idea what she was about to suggest, but I knew it would involve her not resting at home.

"It's Night Out on the Town tonight! We should go."

"Is that a good idea? You're due literally at any moment now."

"Okay, yeah, but this might be our last night as a child-free couple! We should spend some time together before we have to start scheduling it."

I wanted to come up with an irrefutable rebuttal, but I had none. Her logic was sound, as always. She'd been cooped up inside a lot lately, anyway. It wouldn't hurt to leave the house for a little while. It's not like we were going jogging around the lake or anything.

"Okay. But we're going to stay in town. There's a nice restaurant in Anchorpoint Wharf I've been wanting to take you to."

She clapped and did a little happy jig in her chair. I loved that woman.

Kooper and Rosie were getting old. Their coats turned gray, they slept a lot, and they walked a little slower. None of that seemed to stop them from running around the house like a pair of puppies, though. Rosie still demanded that Kooper play with her and dashed around the house and yard like she was training for a marathon. I loved that their age didn't stop them from having a good time. I was playing with Kooper when I realized something that stopped me dead in my tracks.

"Oh my Watcher," I shouted.

Sophia was behind me, asking what was the matter. I didn't mean to startle her, but it just occurred to me that Alessia might have her babies today!

"We need to get to Mama's house!"

She started to ask why, but I had already dialed Dad's number to see if he would come. Once she overheard my end of the conversation, she went upstairs immediately and got dressed. Dad said he was already on his way and would meet us there.

When we arrived, Mama wasted no time checking up on Sophia and loving on her youngest grandchild. She hammered her with a bunch of questions, like if she was getting enough rest and if she had experienced early contractions. All moms were lay doctors, I guess. Just as I had begun to think it was nice to have the whole family together again, loud forbidden words and angry screams rang out from upstairs, followed by rapid stomps heading in our direction.

"I'M GOING TO MURDER HIM," Alessia yelled.

"I'M GOING TO FIND HIM AND PUNCH IN HIS PRETTY FACE!! AND THEN I'M GOING TO CUT OFF HIS-"

"Whoa, Less," I said. "What in the world happened?"

Her face was as red as a strawberry, and her eyebrows scowled, just like an angry cartoon character. The lasers shooting from her eyes made me want to stay out of her way, but I needed to know what and who upset her so.

"JACE happened!! He's a PUNK!! Ol' llama-faced liar!!! I'M GONNA KILL HIM!"

"What did he do, Less?"

"He went back to his ex! IN MT. KOMOREBI!! And he married her!! He f#@$ing MARRIED her!!! HE SAID HE LOVED ME!! Ever since we found out it was triplets he's been weird!! HE IS DEAD TO ME!!!"

Mama had previously gone to the kitchen, no doubt to be near Dad when she noticed him taking out the trash, leaving only me to diffuse the situation. Alessia's anger was palpable, like an electric current coursing through the room. I had never seen her like that before, and it both scared and fueled me. I tried balling my fists and breathing extra slow and deep to keep myself from going off, but thoughts of confronting that piece of shit and laying hands on him stirred a fire inside me. There was no kind, gentle way to deal with this, and if I ever saw that cowplant turd in the street, it would be on sight! Nobody betrayed my sister and got away with it. I should have known something was up when he bailed at the baby shower. I saw him when we arrived, but after that, he was nowhere to be found. How could he weasel his way into my sister's fortified heart, knock her up, and leave her with THREE babies??? Did he really think running away to the mountain would absolve him of fatherhood? Like, did he not know child support was a thing? And he had THREE to support?? What an idiot! COWARD!! I hoped his wife had a real job because I knew Alessia would try to milk him dry. He'll be sorry he even met her! The sheer audacity of it all made my blood boil.

I was concerned about my niece and nephews and finally got Less to sit down. She didn't exactly calm down, because how could she? But she and I had a great time plotting and scheming against ol' Jace, planning what we'd do to him the next time we saw him. True, that wasn't healthy either, but it sure was fun. Revenge wasn't really Sophia's style, and she remained quiet. She also didn't have a sibling she would take up for at any moment, so she didn't understand why I acted like that and occasionally tried to talk sense into us.

But just like when she was a kid, Less found it hard to sit still and be calm, so she jumped up and paced the room, fuming like a teakettle. Even though he would eventually find out, I hoped Dad was still outside during Alessia's initial rant. Her situation was way too close to home, and I feared it might trigger him, especially being in Mama's house with all of us. But like I said, he would eventually find out. He and Mama came out from wherever they were, asking what all the yelling was about. I guess Mama had enough of Less' pregnant mood swings to come find out immediately. Less filled them in, and I saw a quiet rage growing within my dad. He looked just like how I felt. Maybe we could take another family trip to Mt. Komorebi and murder him together, heh.

I saw Mama eyeing me, as if to silently ask what we should do as the expert on all things mind, body, and soul. But I had no answers for her. My mind was set on destroying Jace, and my body was ready for it. I felt that in my soul, ha!

"I think we all need a dip in the pool," she said. "That should relax these tense mommies, right buddy?"

I sensed both sincerity and sarcasm in her tone, as she seemed disappointed that I provoked instead of diffusing the situation. Either way, she was right. Less definitely needed to calm down, but the rest of us did too, so we got changed and hopped into the pool.

[homocrafting]

turns out whatever instinct in me makes me want to make tma aus is unstoppable and all consuming. so here's qsmp tma au focused on the brazillians:

cellbit- he HAS to be the archivist ok this man is so eye aligned it's not even funny. HOWEVER because qcellbit and fcell are the same person, Events happened to him before he became the Archivist, ala from the archives grian. local paranormal enthusiast finds dead half eaten bodies, gets arrested for it (he SWEARS he didn't eat those people), goes to prison for 10 years, goes nuts (becomes F!Cell), kills himself in the island, wakes up in his room and Felps tells him "bro you disappeared for 10 days are you ok" and he's just like. What.

Worth mentioning that he fucking speedruns the archives. also known as the qsmp. Cucurucho, who is kind of like elias but a bit less (I inagine the Host would be elias, wjoever they are), thinks "wooo new archivist I wonder how long it'll take them to find out abt the horrors" and then cellbit shows up 3 days later running on 2 hours of sleep and 20 mugs of coffee with a consipracy board connecting a bunch of statements and theorizing about entities

ALSO the web is around him like all the time. if you pay attention there's at least 2 spiders near him at all times, usually hidden because he squishes them when he sees them. he's tangled in the web of lies that is the plot I'm making for this au and his ass is NOT beating it

Felps- Stranger type of guy who doesn't even know and takes like. a year to realise something's up with him. don't worry abt it ok I don't know why he's stranger-y to me either. it's the vibes just trust me

Mike- ok so. I am Very unsure for pac and mike, PLUS I've not seen herobrine a lenda, which means I don't know all their backstory, BUT I'm thinking Lonely for Mike, so far? he kind of distances himself from everyone after richas dies with him, so far is the only person I've not seen much gay happenings happen to, tends to disappear to fuckall nowhere apparently, as one does. also the fact that, back in prison, he seemed to have the most difficulty connecting with others.

also, the Desolation hates him personally. he doesn't know why. his house has burnt down thrice. he gets burnt by the littlest things for no reason. he's banned from the kitchen. an avatar of the desolation tried to kill him once. he watched his own son die in front of him. this is based on nothing from qsmp or anything I've seen Mike do I just think it's funny

Pac- I can only think of Vast and Spiral for him tee bee eich. Leaning heavily towards the Vast because, you know. gestures to the giant hide and seek maps, and also O RAIO, even though I have 0 context for that. he just... he explores the world and made giant hole (yeah yeah holes are the buried but consider: it's big.). it's his "I can show you the world" vibes. again dude just trust me

note abt tazercraft: both of them are very, very touched by the Spiral. reason? Chume Labs

Forever- I'm thinking either the Buried (mostly the digging aspect- he's destroyed a whole mountain and dug up and entire desert), or the Hunt (his intense hunt for Phil's love, the insane grinding that could be seen as hunting for resources, the werewolf hc my beloved). Leaning more towards the Hunt bc dogboyyyyy

The plot I have in mind is very different from the tma plot, but I'm not sure of everything yet, so for now you get this little bpnus :)

[CLICK]

[Cellbit]

We've been back from the Adoption Center for about a day now. Not a timely update, but things happened, and, well.

We found... we found a weird... creature. It- he? Acts human, although he can't talk. He communicates with us through a little notebook, and overall acts incredibly childish. He sure looks like a child. One with- with some material akin to... to egg shells as skin. He has hair, despite apparently being all... eggy. It's black and curly, covers his face. He doesn't like it when we try to move it away from there, but we're working on a safe way to see what's under there.

He seems not to know where he came from, but I know he's lying. It's- there's no way he doesn't, not with what he said, I don't care if Pac and Mike or, hell, Felps believes him, He called us fucking- he called us dads! That's the first fucking thing he said! It has to be some kind of trap, some kind of spy, I don't know yet but when I find out I'm going to fucking-

Shit. That wasn't too professional. Alright, where were we.

We brought him to the Institute. Forever and I weren't thrilled about the idea, but it was 3 against 2. I can't believe Felps would- I get Pac and Mike, there's something wrong with them I'm sure of it, but Felps? I underestimated his braincells. What am I talking about, he doesn't have any.

(Soft chuckle)

We, we named him Richarlyson, he seemed to like it. We asked his name first, but all he did was draw a- (Snort) a stick figure shrugging.

The only clothes he has are a singular oversized Brazil shirt. The moços and Felps want to go buy him clothes.

I don't know how they'll justify the kid having, I don't know, pure white hard skin, but they said not to worry about it, so I guess I won't! I won't. I fucking won't.

... I'm gonna follow them tomorrow. Just to be safe.

That's all for today, I'm gonna go- I'm going to check some statements, see if there's anything even remotely related to this.

This is Cellbit, Head Archivist of the QSMP, which I still don't known what stands for by the way, signing off.

[CLICK]

[egg-emperor]

You know how old fantasy posters will sometimes have a barbarian conqueror sitting on a throne or standing in front of the corpses of his enemies while a lady concubine clings to his leg sexily?

Thats how I see you and eggy. Eggy sitting on a throne while you cling to his leg , dressed in concubine attire and bearing witness his fucked up vision he placed upon the world. Egg empire going strong: a neon landscape with statues of the egg everywhere illuminated by floodlights, propaganda constantly spewing on the airwaves , pro-egg posters everywhere, thick black smog laying thick in the air and no greenery in sight (mother nature has been all but outright destroyed to make way for his superior empire. )😍

YES that's exactly the vibe I want with him 🥰 He's the one and only almighty emperor with all the power and control sat high on his throne and I'm just his most loyal servant at the foot of the throne that he keeps around to set an example for members of the empire and to show off how loved he is. He dresses me up the way he likes so I can serve as eye candy for him and I'm most handy to keep around as I'm ready to service and assist him any time in any way he asks ;)

I'm happy staying at his feet clinging to his sexy leggy and he just about looks down at me past his big belly with a smug smirk of pride and superiority just like he does with everyone else, while I'm on my knees where I belong and looking up at him like he's the whole world, so happy and feeling so honored just to be in his close orbit hehe 💜 Well he is the whole world now because everything belongs to him and the world has been entirely shaped in his image!

He basks in it so proudly as we admire the dark world he created with dead destroyed nature, sky full of smog, and suffering all around but it's so beautiful to us in our twisted definition with the pretty lights of neon and his gorgeous visage slapped on everything with statues, posters, deadly rides and attractions. I love being at the heart of it all with the sexy man himself 💘 The glorious empire will reign forever and I'm delighted to be at his side for as long as he wants me!

[rzyraffek]

Eddie gluskin alphabet? 👀 That's a whole ass husband right there

Its been in my inbox for a week now😩😩 I didnt know what to put in some letters cuz all 'fluff alphabet ideas' had some weird ideas so I had to use my own brain. Scary Request open

She/her, sfw fluff, eddie gluskin is a bit of warning himself, kinda yandere-ish?

Eddie Gluskin fluff alphabet

Affection (how cuddly and how touchy they are with their partner)

Guy lives for night cuddles and hand holding while walking thrue hospital corridors. He doenst see good relationships without often touches

Body(favorite body part in their lover)

For sake of keeping it sfw im going to write that he really likes her hair and hands! Ooh and if s/o happens to be thick/chubby he gonna flew away

Comfort(how would he comfort his lover)

He would take whole situation very seriously and be straightforward about his opinion. Would grab her hand and lisen to her problems

Dating(are you guys doing on dates? Where and how)

Bestie the only 'outside world' you gonna see is hospital abandoned garden

But he sometimes tries to make atmosphere in one of rooms! Set candles prep some lil meal!

Emotions(how emotionally vulnerable he becomes?)

He never really shows his 'weak' side untill long time in relationship, he simply believes he has no issues regarding his emotional state

Future(what plans they have with their lover)

Definitely big house with a lot of kids, very old school marriage, he works she takes care of home

Gifts(do they give gifts? And how they react to receiving gifts too)

Would give her whole world if he could, if she is very close to him, he gonna spoil her so much

Also he treats any gift he receives like its the most precious thing ever! 'Oh honey you shouldn't give me this you are way to sweet'

Honesty(how sincerely and honest he is)

Even though eggie uses way too much smart words and complements he is rather straightforward about his plans and worries

Injury (how would he react to her getting hurt?)

Angy. Very angy acually. Who? When? Where? How? You stay there while he gets rid of any degenerate tha- you just fell down?? Awww you little silly you are so cute he should spend way more time with you then, if you are so so clumsy

Jealousy (how easly he gets Jealous and what triggers it)

Everyone and everything. He is a good husband and he takes good care of his wife mental health he cant let some disgusting joke of a person ruin their relationship! I mean none will break bond they have, right? Noone

Kiss(where and how they kiss)

Kisses everyday everytime they see eachother. Morning smooches and goodnight ones are must have. Also he loves when she kisses his neck and cheeks

Loyalty (would they cheat?)

No. Shes one and only he would never!

Marriage(do they want to get married)

His whole thing his marriage, he wants it as soon as yall meet! He is her perfect groom and she is his perfect bride

No(what is complete deadbreaker for them)

Also for sake of keeping it sfw imma say: Angry people. He can deal with people who are sad or shy. But when somone attacks him or yells? Rip. Litteraly rip.

Odd(do they have little odd behaviours in relationship)

...

ObBVILUSLY HES FUCKING EDDIE GLUSKIN

Baby if you arent into some weird doctor-patient roleplays or weird misogynistic vibe I recoment turning around. Also he finds scared people cute so yeah he gonna spook her on purpose

Personality (what he finds attractive personality wise)

Shy people, submissive, but he doesnt mind extroverts too. As far as they aren't annoying he's in love

Quality time (what they do in free time with them)

Probably reading, dancing, planning their future, having lil dates

Romantic (how Romantic they are?)

Guy litteraly wears suit every day, he also calls her honey/wifey/dear on daily basis. He is the undead romantic and he won't change, cliché stuff is his favourite

Secrets(what they are hiding)

A LOT, again its EGGIE FUCKING GLUSKIN guy has probably his all ex gf dead in his basement or some other fucked up stuff. Like idk, his biggest secret is that once he saw her in ugly outfit and lied and said that its pretty idk

Trust(how much they trust his other half)

Guy needs good few months if not years to trust her. But if he does omg Lady you could stab him, say it was accident and he would believe her. Its not that he's dumb, he is just mentally ill and kinda delusional (noway)

Understanding

Guy lacks empathy, but he can understand certain issues that she is facing, he will 10p% give her weird protip

Value(how much they value their lover)

Alot. Like his whole plot is looking for perfect love. When he finally finds the one (you) and hes 100% sure that it is it. The one(you). He gonna do anything to keep her alive happy and as lovley as ever. She's the most valuable thing he ever had and he won't just drop her? She is staying in his hand forever

Wildcard(random stuff about them)

Guy finds caring people hot. Please take care of him like he is alittle boy that just fell of swing please do it. Tell him how worried you are and please treat his wounds

X-ray(how much they can read emotions and thoughts of their lover)

Guy totaly isn't and empath but he totaly can read their feelings by expressions and body language.

Yes(how would he propose to her)

Yall seen the game?? Guy is straightforward with it. Just pick her up and "you gonna be my wife you know"

Zzz(sleep habits)

If wife no in bed? Why sleep?

He needs her laying next to him for him to acually relax and fall asleep

[xxx-sir-pentious-xxx]

Pentious fucking wrecks the Vs[title pending]

Absolutely funny and cool and badass, totally not written by pentious lol, angel dust is sneaky.

Angel dust made one joke, resulting in the fight being stopped and Cherri being forced to let the battle go, especially since Sir Pentious would leave her terf alone permanently. Only for his son would he do this.

The trick went so far that Pentious actually got to the hotel before the opportunist Alastor.

Due to the fight being stopped in such a sweet manner the news report went may smoother. Peoples opinions shifted, maybe the hotel was reforming Angel Dust, I mean really hes reuniting with his father.

All was going so well, Pentious was funding the hotel and manning it with security. Angel had to rein his emotions a few times but eventually he was warming up to the crew, he was getting protective of them. They were like his eggies, precious and fragile.

It was the moment Angel mentioned his soul contract and abuse that Sir Pentious snapped a bit and hugged Angel close,

"My sssweet son... I'll fix thiss. Dont you worry your precious little head..."

And like that he began crafting with angelic steel. It was intense, the look on his face when he was eating with his crew, his family. Within two days he was ready. He showed off the look of it to angel who was honestly freaked out.

"Hey uh.. Dad ya arent gonna... you wont actually do it right?.. it's dangerous you might get hurt..."

Angel had actually gotten pretty fond of his 'dad', his confidence scared him as he got hugged and watched Pentious go to slaughter the V's like a assassin.

He played it cool.

Then as soon as someone made a fuss he threatened and made it clear what hes there for, it took a simple look of the weapon to make anyone crack.

To be honest most kept it easy, some gladly guided him, hell they begged him to do it.

It felt so good to meet the V's all together and the be seen as a real threat. Vox tried to do something but Pentious had frequency jammers. He got loud at Pentious calling his bluff, which only resulted in a chest shot,

"IM NOT FUCKING AROUND. YOU WILL TAKE ME FUCKING SERIOUSLY, IM GONNA FUCKING KILL EACH ONE OF YOU."

Val couldnt fly, not good but he tried, it only lead to his wings being blown off and most of his back.

Velvette got the idea to call for help but got told shes shit outta luck, they wanted to be free. Her head was quickly blown off.

Pentious slithered to the dying Val who's completely in shock.

"I wanted sssome of your fluff."

The sound of a blade was heard and next thing anyone knew he had his head. Then a feeling washed over Pentious.

"I... I won. I WON. Oh I'm sssso happy!"

He turned off the jammer and the cameras showed the scene to the masses after a few minutes. A employee probably wanted to see what had happened completely forgetting to not broadcast it. Or did they?

The masses saw the mess, they saw Pentious laughing about it, Vals head in hand,

"I MURDERED THE V'sss IM THE SsECOND GREATEST OVERLORD EVER!!! I DONT NEED TO PRETEND TO BE THREATENING ANYMORE!!"

He could finally relax his worries, no more dangers now to him, only peace.

What he didn't consider was how the people seemed to flock around him, worshipping him almost, yeah he owned them now but he expected.. what? He wasnt sure really.

He appointed the workers, his new underlings to just do whatever felt right. Broadcast what they like, make whatever. Oh and he made sure to make the bank accounts and funds of the V's his own. That way he can afford and handle these things.

He felt so... powerful. He was like a king.

"King Cobra sssoundsss good... yeah, king cobra! Hass a ring to it..."

People could finally think again, no more tv hypnosis, no more pain from unwanted sex or being stabbed with needles. Sir Pentious was a hero to them.

Alastor felt a bit threatened and tried to talk to him when he assumed it right but didnt account for the fact he scared the snake and was quickly dead too.

"Oopsss! Oh hehe, well who's gonna care.. no one will know! This meansss I own his soulsss too now... FUCK YEAH IM AWESssOME!!"

He slithered along into the hotel glad to be home, feeling cocky as fuck. He made sure he put the safety on the canon gun and turned it off to avoid another accidental murder.

His family and crew was small he felt. He gave his new power a try, spawning Nifty and Husk and eagerly telling them their new roles and that they really couldn't back out but he wasnt gonna beat them if they were gonna be stubborn. Everyone watched him giggle and play with his powers outside,

"Aw yesss, I'm so powerful!! No drawbacks!"

He was a good leader really, he can do it all. He will do it all. He noted his looked bigger too, more filled out, tail bigger. He could hug his new family with this tail! He had to stim a little and decided it was safe to slowly let loose some power into the air making everything glittery. He couldnt sleep, he was much too energized and high off it all.

Angel dust had to really take in the fact that he started this. Wasnt bad feeling actually. Felt great, he could feel it too. Felt warm and fun. Felt like child to father love.

[tacom-literatureu-blog]

Hey yall, so. I've been wanting to make this post for A While. And now that I've just found out Llulah's admin is leaving the QSMP (and now I'm crying) I figured this is the perfect time to actually talk about it.

So in the TACOMLU, in the book The King Has Lost His Crown, we introduced Tallulah to cWilbur and Renbob’s story. At the time, I was still a big fan of him and ccWilbur, and what happened with Shelby hadn't come to light yet. Yall have. No idea how excited I was. I even got Chambers excited, and they don't even like cWilbur all that much!

But then. All that stuff came to light. And I had to take a break from writing him. Which is how I Saw It In The Mirror happened! Which I had fun on, and it gave me time to think about what to do next, especially as the QSMP started- for lack of a better word- falling apart.

We already said we were keeping cWil in the story. He's important to me, and we've learned a character doesn't equate to the content creator. Sure there are elements, but I plan to oc-ify him just a tad- maybe like dying the white streak gray.

But I've been debating long and hard about another aspect.

Llulah.

I kept debating whether or not it'd be disrespectful to her and her admin to keep her in the story- to keep her attached to cWil. When I added her, Llulah's story was so important to me, and I was convinced after ccWilbur's irl tour he'd return for an arc with her. I was dead wrong of course, and a part of me is still grieving.

Llulah started to change on the QSMP. First changing her beanie color, then her name, and now she's no longer going to be on the QSMP.

So, at this point, I've made a decision.

In the TACOMLU Llulah is going to go by Tallulah, BUT have an arc where she starts going by Llulah more. Maybe she'll even start to branch out on her own, even as a child. I don't know. She'll still be in the cWil part of the story, because, well, it's my story. I need this.

I don't know Llulah's admin. I know she's on Tumblr, but I doubt she's read my work or seen my art. But if by some chance she comes across this-

Thank you. Thank you for Llulah. You have no idea how much that little eggie meant to me. She was just like me when I was younger, and I'd been rooting for her since day one.

To my readers. I'll explain this in an authors note somewhere, I just wanted to put it here first before the book starts in a few days- 3 to 6 depending on how busy my dad's birthday gets.

I love yall so much. I'm gonna go have a good cry now. Thanks for listening <3- Patton

[emeraldsk]

JUST SAW SONIC MOVIE 3

(SPOILERS IN THIS POST, IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THIS MASTERPIECE AND WANNA, DON'T KEEP READING, KEEP SCROLLING)

B R O .

The reviews I've seen saying "how can I see a normal movie now?" ARE SO DAMN RIGHT.

No it's not just cause I'm a massive Sonic fan...

Okay fine it's a big reason.

BUT STILL.

I'm just- holy hell-

Okay so first off, cons.

1: The plot felt like it was going a bit fast for much of the movie, maybe even all of it.

2: I'm probably alone on this. Keanu kinda half fit Shadow. There were some parts where I just didn't think it worked. *shields myself from the anger I might get*

3:

...

Yeah that's it.

PROS.

1: Music was AMAZING. Hearing little tunes I recognized made me happy, even/especially Live and Learn. AUUUGH THAT WAS COOL.

2: Having Tails make Stone realize his and Egg's partnership wasn't that good made me squeal cause YES GIVE TAILS GOOD MOMENTS-

3: So that ending with Stone trying to warn Eggie and getting that freaking speech I can't-

4: Yes I cried during this, shocker since the other 2 movies didn't I think.

5: Yes I cried at Eggie's speech I didn't realize I'd cry over that of all things.

6: HE PISSED ON THE MOOOOOOOON-

7: Yall cheer over Maria dying, I cheer over the moon piss. We are not the same. XD

8: AMY AND METAL YES YES YES I NEVER LIKED AMY UNTIL LIKE LAST YEAR SO I AM PSYCHED GIMMIE THE 4TH ONE GIMME IT NOW-

9: Seriously seeing Metal and Amy made me scream when I sae it on YouTube so seeing it in film on an online site (parents didn't want to go to theaters and DVD takes forever so I pirated-) made me so freaking happy.

My theory is, since this is based off of Sonic Adventure 2, Eggie and Shadow aren't dead.

I know Gerald might be, bro got EVAPORATED LMBO-

But Sonic isn't Sonic without Eggman, and Shadow is super loved like bruh-

[barbatos-sama]

this is one of those dreams that really isn't very interesting so idk why i'm rly talking about it, besides like, the fact that yesterday i answered a poll asking what common themes are in people's nightmares and i explained school dreams + those dreams i have often where im stuck in a place not physically but out of obligation, so like when im like "i can't leave the store until i get xyz but oh no i keep remembering more and more stuff i need to get so i cant leave even though i really want to" and i explained that a lot of time that coincides with the school dreams so i have a lot of dreams where i cant Leave for school yet bc i forgot to make my lunch and have no clean clothes and oh no im gonna be late but more and more things keep happening so i can't leave yet" and then there is the Very Common. i want to leave school for the day but cannot due to a stupid sequence of events. and more than once it has been "i can't leave school until i clean out my locker and my locker is FULL OF SHIT."

so then of course the very same night i explain that to the public i have one of those dreams!!!

in some of these dreams where i have to clean out my locker it really gets ridiculous bc i'll finally get done doing it and then my brain is like "you have another locker." in this dream i think it was a record because i had FIVE LOCKERS. and in an event that had only happened in one previous dream before this, i also had a secret back room behind my lockers with More Shit in it.

the dream (at least where i can remember it) started out by me trying to find my locker in the first place, i couldn't seem to find it anywhere. when i finally found it i couldn't remember the combination and it felt like i spent a solid five minutes trying to unlock it. then the dream took pity on me i guess bc the door suddenly disappeared all together so i could access the locker. so i started cleaning it out and there were two kids i actually used to know irl also there cause i guess they had lockers near mine, and we were acquaintances so they were talking to me as i was cleaning. there was stuff in there that i definitely would never put in a school locker irl, there was like important expensive stuff like living dead dolls (like, a Lot of living dead dolls. why would those be in there) and at one point i walked a few feet away to use the water fountain and when i turned around my blue eggzorcist doll was gone. i began panicking and tearing up and also was angry, and the two boys were gone and i was like oh my god these fuckers stole eggy!!!! eventually i gave up trying to find her again and just tried to rush to collect up all the rest of my stuff so nothing else got stolen. like i said previously four more fucking lockers appeared that i had to clean out. my mom appeared to begin helping me take everything to the car, and at one point one of them opened to a secret room behind it, and it basically looked like a closet just filled to the brim with shit back there. i reached my hand in to start sorting and another hand grabbed me Back which scared me and my mom punched whoever was in there in the face ajdjfj. at this point the dream was losing the plot and my brain decided to drop the locker thing finally, so my mom was like "look over here" and we walked down the hall and suddenly we were not in a school anymore, we were on a road surrounded by fields and there was a fucking cow with big horns laying in the grass and we petted it AJEJRJRHR also at least six cats also came up around the cow as well like they were all friends. it was like my brain was like "okay i am so bored of that other shit, have cows and cats"

[kai-anderson-whore]

He's a cult leader (part 6) (kai Anderson x fem reader)

Summary:y/n moved back to Michigan after her college degree in music where she reunites with an old lover kai Anderson

Chapter warnings: toxic relationships, domestic violence, mentions of the attack kai had started and I think that may be it let me know if I missed any

Part 5 here

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You woken up the next morning on the sofa as intended, a headache from the whisky last night the memories flooding back you had a fight with kai, he cheated and had a cheek to act like nothing had happened.

You tried to life yourself off the sofa when someone pulled you back down into their embrace, it was kai "where you going?" He mumbled sleepily your felt that anger again at him and yourself for sleeping with him, "kai let me go now" you hissed kai did now realising you were still naked under the blanket.

"Nice view" he smirked as you scurried around putting your clothes back on, "Don't act like yesterday is swept under a carpet kai I'm still pissed and we are still OVER" you stated going upstairs to make yourself breakfast.

Finding your headphones on the kitchen counter where you last left them, placing them on your head snuggling on your ears, the sound of your playlist blocking kai out as he enters the kitchen with only grey sweatpants on.

'Rock lobster by B-52's' playing as you bobbed your head to the beat singing along to the funky tune, kai was trying to gain your attention as you cracked a few eggs into a bowl to make French toast, you payed no mind to him as he gave him with a loud sigh going to watch TV.

You stared at him as you whisked the mixer before grabbing the bread, "rock lobster down, down, down" you mumbled along to the beat starting to do a little dance as you fried the eggy bread, but your mind still raced with what happened last night you were royally pissed but you didn't want to let it ruin your day.

"Here" you called plating up the food after removing your headphones, "What's this?" Kai asked picking the plate up "French toast even though I'm pissed at you asshole I can't let you starve" you said in an annoyed voice.

Kai gave you a small smile sitting on the stool of the kitchen, eating his food "look y/n I'm sorry honestly but I told you I'm doing it for the cult" he said taking another bite of the toast, "kai I don't give a shit if it's to save the whole entire world you made me a promise don't you remember and out of all people Meadow she never shuts up about her out the housewives with the drinking problem" you huffed biting your toast.

You eyes burning through his if looks could kill you'd both be dead right now, "well you seemed pretty forgiving last night" he shrugged making you more angry you just wanted to slap that shut eating grin off his face, "kai so what if I fucked you I was wasted right plus its the last fuck you'll ever get from me" you spat making kai's grin fade his face scrunched in anger.

"You don't get to talk to me like that" he raised his voice in attempt to make you scared but it didn't "Oh yeah you expect me to just sit here and go 'Yes divine ruler anything you need divine ruler' well guess what petal I don't think so" you laughed making him more and more angrier you didn't care.

"I am your divine ruler and your boyfriend You will do as I say" he barked you went to walk off not bothering anymore till he grabbed your arm spinning you around "kai fuck off you may be my divine ruler but your not my boyfriend anymore till you treat me like a girlfriend instead of a piece of garbage then I'll be nice till then fuck you" you hissed his grip got tighter on you but to no avail it never bothered you.

Kai's chest raising in anger his nostrils flaring as he pinned you againt the wall his hand on your throat "you ungrateful bitch I gave you a roof over your head, showered you with love and this is how you repay me?" His anger taking over him as you just stared at him his attempts to frighten you unsuccessful.

"ANSWER ME" he yelled with a sting on your cheek catching you off guard your hand collided with his cheek in response "don't you ever lay a fuck hand on me again kai Anderson I'll kill you" you yelled back pushing him off you going upstairs to grab clean clothes.

Once you were alone you broke down crying he really did that he hit you, something you never expected him to do to you never mind cheating on you, you hated feeling like with a fool that's what you felt like a foolish child tricked by a man you love.

You heard a knock on the door you went to open it revealing winter, "you okay I heard what's happening downstairs" she asked seeing your tear stained face she instantly wrapped her arms around you, "I don't know why he did that winter cheated then he hurt me he's not the kai I knew years ago he changed I hate it but I still love him" you cried shaking in winters arms.

"I know I miss the old him too y/n and what he did was despicable" she stated holding you letting you cry all the emotions out, your trembling figure felt weak all you wanted to do was sleep.

"Why don't you get some rest you can take my bed the now so kai won't annoy you" she offered you smiled thanking her for the offer going to her room for a nap.

You must've been asleep the full day being awaken by your phone ringing, "Hello?" Your groggy voice spoke wondering who it was, "is this y/n y/l/n?" The person asked your face filled with confusion.

"Yes can I ask who's calling?" You replied sitting up from the bed, "I'm doctor Martin erm kai Anderson is here  he been in a fight of some sort we couldn't get a hold of his sister and you were next in his contacts could you possibly make it down" the doctor said your heart dropped your mind rushing 100 miles an hour.

"Yes I'll be there in 20 minutes" you replied fishing out a pair of shoes grabbing your leather jacket car keys rushing out the door, the drive was silent no music nothing just you worried about kai, how bad his he hurt?, how did it happen? That part you knew fine well how.

Finally making it to the hospital you rushed to the ward he was in seeing the doctor, "where is he" you asked shaky hands holding your phone "he's in there he's fine the now he has a broken arm and a few cuts and bruises he should be able to go home soon" the doctor said you thanked him entering the room seeing kai there on the bed.

It pained you seeing him like this even thought it's entirely his own fault, "kai you shithead you had to do this" you sighed sitting on the chair next to the bed, he was asleep probably high on the pain killers they gave him, you knew he could probably hear you, "after what you did I have a cheek to come here to make sure your fine to be by your side I'm foolish" you chuckled to yourself.

Kai stirring in his state a low groan leaving his lips in pain, "ouch" he hissed now awake trying to sit himself up, "y/n what you doing here?" He asked looking at you, "I got a phone call from the doctor telling me you're here I couldn't leave you alone" you said not looking at him, "look about earlier I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit you" he sighed now feeling remorse for his actions something he never felt if it was anyone else.

"Forget it kai I'm not caring anymore" you said you didn't want to talk about it especially to the man who did it, "I'm just sorry" he said his hand that wasn't in a brace reaching for yours, "kai don't" you huffed "just get better and then we'll talk about it I'll be over tomorrow with some snacks and whatnot anything you need down clothes?, anything" you asked getting ready to leave.

"Yeah can you bring clean clothes and a news paper" he asked you nodded leaving the hospital to the parking lot, letting out a deep sigh 'what a day' you thought turning on the radio driving home.

By the time you got home so did winter, "Hey" you said as she gave you a small smile "Hey did someone called you by any chance?" She asked fiddling with her fingers, "Yeah the hospital kai's there he went through with the plan leaving him with a broke arm" you said placing your bag the kitchen worktop.

"Is he okay I wished I had answered my phone" she said in worry you assured her that he was fine just a few cuts and bruises and he'll be getting out soon, "Hey don't worry we'll go tomorrow and see him I need to give him clean clothes and a newspaper anyway" you said settling on the sofa in the living room, "okay I can go if you don't want to come with" she said you shook your head.

"No I said to him I will he's an asshole but I do still love him winter even if its the ugly side of him" you sighed, no matter what he did he was always the love of your life neither Meadow or a hit could ever change that, but you wanted to make him suffer for what he did so you made it your own mission to do so...

It had been roughly a week since kai was in hospital today he was being released you and winter were in the car driving to pick him up, the news were all over this story and kai was eating it up milking it out, you and winter stood beside him as he walked down the steps the news all over him.

That's when he declared he will be running for senator, you knew this wasn't going to be pretty for anyone, once you made it home everyone was already there awaiting their divine rulers return, "it's good to see you kai" Gary said greeting kai who returned the greeting back to him.

You excused yourself for a cigarette sitting outside on the steps of the house a cigarette in between your fingers as you lit it up with the purple lighter, taking a long drag letting it fill your lungs, "you know you should stop doing that" you heard Meadow say behind you, making your eyes roll back in annoyance.

"You know my aunt lived till she was 100" you smirked your back facing her taking another drag, "what with smoking?" She asked making you turn and face her, "by minding her own business" you sarcastically said knowing what you said got to her, "you know I know you hate me because of what kai and I have bet come on y/n it's childish" she sniggered making you pissed off.

"Yeah I do hate whatever is going on with you and kai but you know what, I had him longer I know the real kai both sides you only know that one, and just remember this when he has his quickies with you, he comes home to me he's in my bed every night" you hissed throwing your cigarette away barging past her and into the house.

'Now for my plan' you thought instantly eyeing up jack, he was handsome you thought someone to make kai jealous, so you sat beside Jack for the remainder of the day, sending him flirty looks which he returned, soon enough his hand resting on your thigh when kai wasn't look since according to everyone in the cult you were still his.

Later at night you changed into pyjamas and set to sleep on the sofa again, "y/n I want to talk to you" kai's voice calls from the table, you let out a sigh asking what he wanted, his deathly glare his eyes gave you making you swallow a lump in your throat, "what the fuck was that today" he asked anger in his voice with a hint of jealousy.

"What was what?" You asked pretending nothing happened, "Don't play dumb y/n you getting all friendly with jack" he snapped you let out a cold laugh he had the nerve to scold you after what he did, "you know what kai you don't get to tell me what I do and who I fuck alright I told you were over get it through your skull" you snapped back making him more angry again.

His steps towards you trying to intimidate you but it never worked you weren't scared of kai anymore, "I don't care what you say your mine like it or not and what I say goes" he mumbled against your neck, you'd be lying if you said it didn't turn you on.

His harsh grip on your waist with his non broken arm, "Answer me" he demanded his lips attacking your neck making you sigh "yes kai" you felt stupid for giving in to him so easily, but you knew he was ours even if he didn't want to say it Meadow couldn't have him the way you have him.

[causenessus]

I WILL NEVER FORGIVE THE WORLD WTF WTF WTF EGGY FANS I THOUGHT WE WERE IN THIS TOGETHER WTF 😭😭😭😭

chapter three: murder cabin

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[voldrinofthenorth]

@vexwerewolf So we played In Golden Flame last night and my, that planet is quite cold! A little chilly, even! Anyway, the party split off to try and find ways to sabotage Steel and his stupid orbital laser. Lamplight contacted their "noodle friends", aka the conspiracy nuts, and convinced them that Roderick Steele is abducting people so that he can force them to fight in order to weed out the weak and feed the flesh of the strong to his secret army of lizard people. The Noodle Friends apparently bought it and are trying to sabotage the laser. Also, apparently eggies can morph their forms over time and Lamplight has been slowly becoming more "cute", like the moth girls from Space Station 13.

Redline got smashed on some local booze called "Headache" and somehow talked his way into an audience with "the Blacksmith", some important local leader. He managed to strike a deal for aid in exchange for eliminating one of the Blackmsmith's enemies. He was too drunk to remember who we had to hit, so I had to contact the. Blacksmith to get the damn coordinates.

I contacted Loki and bullied/flirted with him and convinced him to help distract Steele by submitting some paperwork. Impact Dynamics has some weapons that are suspiciously similar to those found at Harrison Armory, so tying them up in some legal red tape could force them to divert capital way from their forced labor project. Loki wanted to know why I wanted his help, and I told him that, for now, I hated Steele more than Harrison. And that he was cute. I thanked him and told him to call me some time. He rolled his eyes.

Before our preparations for deployment, we were approached by one of the outlanders. They said they brought a message from the "Crone". "You will come meet me". We asked how they knew to find us. Their eyes glazed over and they gave exact descriptions for each of us. Things nobody else should know. They looked to Redline. "You have a bad scar on your lower left abdomen, but you'd never admit to anyone that you lost that fight". They looked to Charlie. "Your god isn't dead". They looked to me. "You came out of the pod wrong. You can't tell, though. The unfinished things are on the inside".

We're going to see that Crone. First. The other missions can wait.

Titan, guide my footsteps and steel my heart. Let me be unwavering in the midst of mine enemies and stalwart in the night. Let the waves of Fate raise me up and the winds of truth push me forward.

[beatsboy]

7.15.24 / day 22 of romanticizing my life until i love myself again

today was my dad’s birthday, and it marks about 4 years since we’ve been in each other’s lives. and it’s still so hard for some reason.

i say some reason, yet i know why i cry on days like these. i spent so long being angry at him, and i think i needed to, in order to get out of that situation, i just never really spent any time actually mourning our relationship, feeling sad for the fact that i don’t really have a dad anymore.

it feels stupid to complain or even be emotional about it because i know people in my life who don’t even know their dads, and plenty of friends whose dads are dead. my dad is alive and an hour drive away from me, and i’m the reason we don’t talk. and going no contact with him was one of the best things i could have done for myself, so why do i still feel empty in the place where family used to be?

why does it still feel like the relationship i have with my mother is more akin to that of a distant aunt or a college, rather than a mother and child? why is it that i still feel like i’m walking on eggshells trying to prove that i am a functional, moral adult every time i talk to my brother, who i swore would never grow up to be like my dad, but straw man argues me every time i say something contradictory to the acceptable opinion of all the other fuck alls in our family just because he can? he’s “just playing devil’s advocate” but that’s exactly what my father would say to mask his shitty opinions too, or when he just felt like shitting on me to make himself feel better.

i know i did the right thing, i never doubt this, and yet, i wonder if there were other options. if there are, if there ever will be. i miss having an adult in my life i could go to for advice and wisdom, even if that advice and wisdom was not very good for me. i’ve somehow become that person for people, and i feel so lost not having someone like that myself.

you become a trans/queer elder by surviving, by growing, by living. by refusing to give in and become a statistic. i know this. and yet, i am still such a child, such a baby in this world, in my journey. af expects me to be empowered unapologetic tboy number one and im sitting here, shaking in my shorts like, 2.5 years into being out, 1.5 years on hrt, and i know that might seem like a lot for my eggy friends who are just starting to hatch, but that is not!! a long!! time!! like i am literally not even done with my second puberty yet. i am still figuring this shit out. and i love how i have been there for people in their journeys, but i need a sage wise trans wizard elder to help me too. and if i don’t i fear i will literally imprint the wrong wisdom on people, thoughts borne of dysphoria and fear, and yet, i also want to teach them to be safe and cautious because life is so different when you are no longer cis passing, and that i something my early egg cracking friends just don’t understand yet. perhaps they will, and perhaps they never will. and perhaps their journeys aren’t my responsibility and i should truly just be focusing on my own.

[westerosoliviapope]

Auntie Dany & Prince Eggy

From the cutting board of an old story, as promised for @spookyscaryfox:

“Can I interest you in a mimosa, Auntie? A jay, perhaps?” 

Princess Daenerys turns away from the white clouds rippling beneath the plane wing like a banner in the wind to eye her nephew warily. He’s the last person she wants to be trapped on a plane with right now, but Elia wanted them to return from their respective international trips together.

From Volantis to Pentos, Daenerys appreciated blessed silence as her traveling staff gave her the space to process her loss privately before having to do so in public. 

Then, after an hour-long wait on a Pentoshi airfield, Aegon arrived.

“We aren’t going to brunch, Eggy; my mother is dead. And you’re not smoking on my plane.” 

“You’re right. Grandmother did love a good vodka tonic,” he says, retrieving a small plastic baggy full of gummy bears from a vintage leather duffle bag monogrammed with a stately “A.T. VI” before pressing the intercom. “We’d like two vodka tonics, please.”

“You carry your drugs in a monogrammed bag?” 

He blinks at her with eyes like Rhaegar’s—deep indigo opposed to the light violet of her own—with none of his seriousness. “What? They’re only illegal in Westeros.” 

Maybe vodka isn’t a bad idea. 

“How old were you when Grandmother let you have your first tonic?” Aegon asks, looking wistfully at the clear liquid in his glass. 

Dany smiles, remembering her mother’s summons in the wee hours after her fifteenth birthday party. It was a bit of a tradition in the family that when she summoned you to the Queen’s personal sitting room for a drink, she thought of you as an adult. 

“So,” her mother said in her gentle voice. “Tell me what you want to do with your life, my dear.”

To go to college—away from Westeros. To see the world and learn about life outside of palaces and stuffy old traditions. To contribute more to the world than smiling and hugging children for photo opportunities. 

She’d managed all of the above, with her mother’s ardent support every step of the way. Through six years at Sealord’s College in Braavos where she earned dual undergraduate degrees in international studies and economics, then a postgraduate degree in human rights. “Diplomacy” missions across Essos and as far east as Asshai while she raised funds to start The Mhysa Foundation, which advocated against labor-related human rights abuses all over the world. Her fervent lobbying against archaic labor laws in Astapor, Yuncai, Meereen, and Volantis that were little more than thinly-veiled slavery. 

And on the rare occasion Daenerys ended up in the tabloids for one silly thing or another (namely her weakness for the private company of tattooed Essosi futbol players), Rhaella never reprimanded her, even when Rhaegar and Elia expressed disapproval.

Gods, she missed her mother so much already. 

“Fifteen,” she finally answered Aegon. “You were a bit older, right?” 

Aegon nodded. “Nineteen. Not everyone was as wise beyond their years as you were, Auntie. Though,” he shrugs. “It could have been worse. I don’t think she had a drink with Uncle Viserys until he was twenty-one.”

That was certainly on-brand for her middle brother. “Do you remember what she said to you?” 

Her nephew cleared his throat and did his best impersonation of Rhaella’s prim, melodic voice. “‘You come from the stock of rulers and rogues, on both sides. Gods be good, you’ll be neither.’” Casting a look at the red-haired Royal Guardsman seated with the rest of the detail near the back of the plane, he smiles a wicked grin. “She was right. I much prefer to take after the women in my family.” 

Careful not to stare too hard at the older gentleman—Connington, if she’s not mistaken—Dany rolls her eyes. “Honestly, Aegon. He’s your father’s age.” 

Aegon motions for a refill. “That’s the point, Auntie. Don’t tell me you’ve never indulged in a little ‘daddy’ play? That enforcer from the Dothraki futbol team looked like the type.” 

Ordinarily, she’d indulge his need to dish; especially since it seems like he wants a distraction from his grief. But she’s in no mood to discuss her exes, least of all the one whose “sun and stars” tattoo she only recently removed from her hip bone. 

“How long has this been going on?” If the man had touched her nephew when he was underage, she’d personally have him gelded. 

“Before you start breathing fire,” Aegon held up his hand. “It’s only been since my twenty-third birthday. And I seduced him.” 

“If Rhaegar ever finds out…”

For the first time since he boarded the plane, Dany sees darkness cloud his carefree expression. “His precious heir has just given him adorable twin grandchildren. And he has a throne to ascend. Who shares my bed is the least of Father’s concerns.” 

Unfortunately, with Rhaegar and Elia on the throne, Dany has a feeling that the dating lives of all the unmarried Targaryens are about to be at the top of the list of the crown’s concerns. 

"I’m going to try to get some rest. There’s a proper mourning suit for you to change into before we land. A preview from Prada’s spring line.” 

With a smile, Aegon rises from his seat. “Princess Daenerys, Holder of Degrees, Khaleesi of Essosi Futbol Cocks, Mhysa of the Downtrodden, Procurer of Fine Fabrics for Her Favorite Nephew. Long may you reign.”  

“You’re only my favorite until little Baelon is old enough to have a Vodka tonic with his Great-Aunt.” 

Flipping her the bird, he retreats to one of the suites, leaving Dany once more in blessed silence.

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A/N: I forgot how observant Aegon is on the low. Him saying he "takes after the women" in his family messing around with his bodyguard meant that he knew about Rhaella/Barristan and Elia/Arthur. lol

[egg-emperor]

Eggman is pretty much fascism and unchecked capitalism in human form. He is a repersantion of it they way Sonic is the representation of freedom.

In the games we get to see glimpses of the world under Eggy's rule and it is not pretty. Even in the first game, Eggman's scrap brain zone is a polluted dystopian hellhole, smog and poison everywhere. Meanwhile green hill zone is a lush paradise full of greenery.

In Sonic CD, we can see even his own robots suffer in the bad futures. They looks broken , neglected and musty. He doesn't even care about his bots. So much for a robot kingdom 🤖👑

Don't get me started on Forces where he fully takes over the earth and turns it into a bleak, broken hellhole and spews propaganda everywhere. Everyone is miserable. He even made a propaganda vid where he encourages people to accept his robotomy treatment and become his robot slaves to make life bearable.(Robots don't need food , water or clean air to breathe. They don't even think)

Benevolent dictatorship it is not. I don't know where people get that from.

Exactly, for it being such a prominent theme in the series, I wish more people would get the message and not dismiss it/miss the point and try to say "Eggman is good, actually". It's much more interesting to look at it for what it is, it's what makes Sonic vs Eggman and Eggman's goals compelling to me to analyze. Eggman is a great representation of the terrible and harmful things humanity can be capable of but without completely blaming the entire human race.

He portrays the dangers of fascism, damage of the environment, and the dangerous destructive lengths one can go to in greed for power and control. There's been many examples of him attempting to captilize on harmful things, carelessly tearing the planet/other planets apart in selfish endeavors, and how dystopian the world would be if he succeeded in enforcing his order. They've explored propaganda, manipulation, war, and invasion with him.

Ignoring the message of Eggman's character also downplays, softens the impact of, and dismisses the meaning of Sonic's character. He's all about freedom and the only thing he hates is oppression, Eggman is the oppressor of the story and Sonic wants to stop him, that way people can live in peace and freedom without Eggman stripping that away from them and forcing them to be and do exactly and only what he wants in the world he wants it to be alone.

It's cool because Eggman is also like an example of if you take your own personal freedom and desires too far with greed and a lust for power and control. To the point that you value it and yourself so much above all else, you want to force everyone else to comply by your rules and fulfill your desires, no matter how much they don't want it and it damages them and the world around you. Meanwhile, Sonic's just happens to benefit the world and people around him.

And in a world where Sonic wins, it stays beautiful, bright, lively and free with nature, wildlife, man, and technology coexisting in harmony and peace. In a world where Eggman wins you get the opposite where it's ugly, dark, dead, and controlled with nature and wildlife suffocated until it's dead- replaced by technology and reshaped in Eggman's selfish image and twisted idea of what a "perfect" world is, one where only he decides what it's like.

It shows through their characteristics, actions and outlook, and their impact on the world and people around them and that's so fucking neat. I don't know why people act like that stopped being a theme when, as long as it's Sonic vs Eggman, it's definitely always present. But I feel that a part of it is absolutely the way that people try to make it seem like Eggman isn't so bad and suggest the idea that maybe he's actually really progressive and wants to do good.

It's very clear that he doesn't lol. Such is obvious by the lengths he's willing to go to get what he wants, knowingly and carelessly hurting many people and even finding sadistic enjoyment in it at other times, all the while acknowledging that he's evil and saying it himself and owning it. He knows he has to create propaganda, lie, and manipulate others into getting what he wants and further his plans which also proves full awareness that what he's doing isn't innocent.

And of course the most obvious is how the world under his control is most often depicted as a dark industrial dead and polluted dystopian hellhole where all suffer, even his own creations, and he doesn't care because he's in control and gets to rule over it and turn it into everything he wants. And their suffering is just part of the idea, which he makes clear with his own words with Eggmanland in Unleashed and the Interstellar Park in Colors, in that he wants people to suffer.

There are times this isn't shown visually in a places of his creation and under his control, such as the Interstellar Park and Ego City. But guess what? There's still tons of danger and death due to attractions in the Interstellar park that he acknowledged and intended as features, and the PAs in Ego City with the propaganda and lies about the intention and "benefits" of animals in robots and the hint that he doesn't actually take criticism- all prove his real sinister intent in it.

It shows that Eggman can also pretty things up and sugarcoat them with visually beautiful creations, sweet words and promises of great things through lies and propaganda. That's scary because it can lure people in, only for them to be subjected to great horrors once they arrive, even if nobody and maybe not even themselves can see and realize it's all a lie and the cost that is their suffering at first, until it's too late and they face it in the most terrible and painful of ways.

And the truth would show visually eventually anyway, evident in Eggmanland's darker polluted setting. Even to the point of further destruction and decay, like CD bad future where even his own creations are broken down and abandoned. He'll destroy the world to build his new one yet even that will rot due to his carelessness as long as it doesn't get in the way of his own enjoyment, he'll use things up and abandon them when they no longer serve him.

In Forces he wants to burn the world so it will be "nothing but ashes, from which a glorious Eggman Empire will rise," willing to cause great damage to get it. That's why he happily blew up Sunset Heights, let Green Hill be dehydrated and die, had forests carpet bombed, and was willing to drop the sun on people. Hell, in the Join the Eggman Empire propaganda video, he promotes further ruination and pollution of the world after he's taken over as a good appealing thing.

And the real reason why is because it will push anyone that's still unwilling after all his attempted lies and propaganda to give in and accept the robotomy treatment, so they don't have to suffer in it anymore because they won't have a choice because it'll be that or die. But with it they'll also have to give up all their freedom and never be able to eat, sleep, or think ever again and Eggman will tell them "that's what we call "living the good life!"

And again, him saying that loving it is mandatory in the video proves he doesn't care how much it hurts people and how much they'll really hate it. He knows full well but doesn't care because it's not about what they want, it's all about him and what he wants and they have no choice or say, they literally have to comply or die. And fuuuck it's so good and messed up. That perfectly represents how terrible and dangerous and harmful his dictatorship is.

Besides the whole "what if he actually cared and genuinely wanted to help people and the world though" which this all clearly disproves, I also see people say they'd like to become robots so they don't think it's so bad. And it's like well fascist dictatorship doesn't suddenly become a good thing just because some of it personally aligns with your desires lol. Authoritarianism doesn't suddenly become good just because it's enforcing your personal morals and values.

I highly doubt anyone would still be saying this if they it really happened and they realized how much they'd sacrifice in it and what they'd have to go through as Eggman clearly doesn't treat his creations well, whether it's through abusing them or just leaving them to decay like those seen in CD bad future. And let's say even if was good for you personally in some way, it wouldn't be for everyone and most people would still suffer because they don't want it.

And let's say your biggest dream came true through it. It's still being enforced through Eggman's fascism and oppression and many will suffer from it and have to abide by it against their will. It's like how Eggman tried to bribe Sonic in the great Super Sonic and Super Eggman Sonic Channel story by saying he could give him a world of chili dogs, no paradise is one that is forced, no matter how pretty and appealing one tries to make it seem.

And in Eggman's case it's not just that but the fact his "paradise" is everyone else's hell, his enjoyment is everyone else's pain, his desires are the antithesis of freedom. Because he's deeply selfish and intends and revels in much of the damage and suffering he causes. It's inherently sinister, harmful, and only his twisted definition of a perfect paradise that serves only himself with his selfishness and self-centeredness that he can't and doesn't care to see past.

He's one fucked up bastard and that makes him so interesting and threatening, he's the main villain of the series for a reason. 💜 It's really interesting to think about the themes he represents and the many different ways they've been portrayed and explored throughout the series and the message it sends just as much as Sonic's, I wish to see more acknowledgement and discussion of it so I try my best to bring light to it with my own contributions like this!

[sonicprim3d]

}FATHERLY QUESTIONS{

Anonymous asked: what was your eggy's dad like?

" Octavian Robotnik could've been described as a simple man all things considered. He held a steady job as the head of an automotive factory and had a good relationship with his wife and the rest of the family, the whole thing. Do you know what his greatest mistake was in the end? "

" Not basking in my presence daily! He had helped to spawn me, the greatest genius the world has ever seen, but never once did he ever pay tribute to me in a way that mattered! He always wanted to foster some sort of asinine father and son bond, when I knew what I was destined for from the day I could think clearly. Greatness! "

" Then Maria had to up and die on us, taking any attention I once had placed upon me and my abilities and putting it on some dead girl. The nerve! Thankfully, there's only one Robotnik left in this world now. "

" And it's your's truly! "