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misc-obeyme · 5 months ago

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A mini fic update, I love that ajdjf. I'm glad someone else is enjoying this too 😭 my silly little poly ship. And I'm taking screenshots of my asks to put into a doc later whenever I finally have free time !! I sent them to a friend as well and she says she'd read it if I wrote it too which made me 🥹 i also have my notes app for when i gotta write down an idea at work

i forgot that group chats will usually share the same name across all phones, and was completely ready for everyone to have their own unique chat. Though, this could be a funny idea later when I start realizing the feelings, and I change the group chat to "my dumbasses <3" without realizing it changes it for everyone. Neither Solomon or Mammon mention it (at least not for a while. Or they do when I finally come to terms with my feelings LMAO).

Mammon's would've been "More than regulars" but Solomon ?? He knows I like FOB, so he would've suggested "Coffee's for Closers" or "Music or the Macchiato" because it connects everyone. It's a reference to Music or the Misery which makes me happy, Solomon is literally going to college for music, and a macchiato is a coffee so that's how it ties Mammon in.

The group chat is them all sending snippets of their day. Mammon trying new latte art. Solomon sending a pic of a half finished score. Me sending photos of new things I got in. Solomon sending a photo that Friday, and it's a pic of his coffee. On the side is written "good luck with your exam" with a doodle of a calculator. And maybe a scribbled out heart. "I got a doodle today! :]" "Aww!! Good luck with your exam!! Also, what's that blob scribbled out?" "ADKSJ IRS NTOJING. NOTHING. SHUR UP. TOU DONT SEE ANYRHIJF." (it's written like that, broken up into multiple messages. I think I remember Mammon key smashed when Solomon listed those 10 reasons to him about mc.)

Okay but last time Solomon was cramming for the exam and mentioning how he has limited hours at school to use the grand piano, right? Well, the old owner used to play piano, and had one in the shop in the corner. But when he left and passed on the shop, it started collecting dust and wasn't getting used. It probably went out of tune, and it definitely made me sad seeing it all lonely (and made me miss the owner), but I wasn't about to sell it either. I end up blocking it off with standing dividers, and using those as a board for upcoming events around the city and to hang posters.

But it's now Monday, and all I can think about is what Solomon said. I'm zoning out, staring at the dividers when Lucifer walks in. He has to wave his hand in front of my face, effectively scaring me, but only because he called my name like three times and I didn't answer.

He scolds me, saying I should be more aware of my surroundings in case something happens. He asks out of curiosity why my shop was closed an extra day, and I sheepishly told him a vague version of Wednesday of how I was hanging out with another regular and Mammon at his cafe. How I lost track of time and fell behind. He raises an eyebrow. I feel like I'm dying of embarrassment.

He asks if that's why I was zoning out, because I was reminiscing, and I shrugged. I told him what Solomon said about piano time and then explained how I was thinking about the piano the old owner left, and the problems with it/why it's blocked off. Lucifer perks up considerably, and asks to see the piano. I'm extremely confused, but there's no one else shopping, so I move the dividers and show off the piano. "May I?" Lucifer asks, wanting to be respectful. I nod, watching curiously.

We both wince at the first note, and it's definitely out of tune. But Lucifer plays a small piece, and I've never seen him look so content. "I didn't know you played piano." "Ah, yes. It's a big passion of mine, but I don't have much time nowadays. I actually tried to teach one of my brothers to play, but he wasn't very interested." "Oh. Which one?" "Mammon, of course." "Mammon... Can play the piano?" "I wouldn't say he knows, but you could ask him to play. If it's for you, I'm sure he would try. If you'll allow me to fix this piano for you, that is." "Wait, what?!" "Hm? Was I not clear enough? I can fix this for you, I take care of my own at home. And then you can tell your friend he can use it. Or is that not what you were aiming for?" "No, this is- Lucifer, thank you so much. I swear, I'll hunt down a really cool record for you as thanks!" "I'm simply doing a favor for another music lover. There's no need to repay me." "Too bad, because I'm doing it anyway. Also... What did you mean by 'if it's for you'?" "If you haven't figured it out now, you will in due time. I'll be back tomorrow when you open to fix it." "Huh- LUCIFER !! YOU CAN'T SAY CRYPTIC SHIT LIKE THAT!! What the hell does that mean anyway?"

I think when Luci checks in on Mammon at the cafe, he either asks about the regulars, or Mammon tells him about them unprompted. And both mine and Solomon's name keep popping up. Mammon's ears turn red when he's talking about us I bet.

okay I'm done aaa. Next is the horror night idea? Maybe? Also I googled if you could tune a piano yourself, and one result said getting it done by a professional could cost upwards of $300. 😭 Luci definitely does his own maintenance to save money.

- ✨ anon

Phew, I'm relieved to know you are saving everything because I'm like listen you gotta keep track of these things you're putting in the ask box!! LOL!

Oh my gosh the synced group chat situation is so crazy like who came up with that? My nieces keep changing the family group chat. It was Chicken Nuggets for the longest time... I don't remember what it is now, they had like a group chat renaming battle with my brother-in-law and I stopped keeping track. Anyway, sorry for that tangent!!

I love the idea that you didn't know it did that and changed the group name to my dumbasses, that's adorable!

Trust Solomon to come up with something so specific but that still works for everyone... he's so funny I love him.

OH NO the calculator and crossed out heart is SO CUTE I'm dead.

Okay so as a piano person, I can tell you that tuning a piano is no easy task & a lot of times, you gotta hire the professional because you run the risk of messing it up. (This is also why they charge so much - 'cause they got that knowledge lol.) And the older the piano, the more difficult it is to tune it or fix it up. It'd probably need to be cleaned out too, possibly have repairs and parts replaced. It likely needs a full restoration or refurbishment.

The thing about these kinda details, though, is that it's really up to you how you wanna go about it! It's a story, you can easily just say Lucifer did all the necessary training and that takes care of that. You could also say the piano itself is not that old and only needs tuning rather than a full restoration.

It's the magic of ~fiction~! Plus unless your readers know about pianos, they likely won't even register this lol. I just happen to know about it, so.

Anyway, I really like the idea of Lucifer getting involved and doing something nice like that - he cares about everybody and wants to see you guys get together hee hee!

Uh oh horror night?? I'm worried about Mams lol!

#please is he gonna cling to you or Solomon when he inevitably gets scared??#precious guy I love him #obey me #obey me mammon #obey me solomon #✨ anon #misc answers

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deimosbreakfrost · 1 year ago

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hey y'all I'm BAAAAACK

Here's the final version of total drama December

Start: 12/01

End: 2024/01/01

You can start drawing during November, like that you will not need to worry about drawing during Certain Days in December. (Opcional, if you want to draw during December then it's your choice, I don't control your life, BUT I WANT TO) (I am joking)

Also, if you didn't posted a certain drawing in a certain drawing day, don't worry. You can post it in some other day, just don't take too long

Rules:

1. No NSFW.

2. No gore in Drawing Days that don't have the:

[You can Ignore the rule 1 in here, If you want] warning

3. No harassing other participants

4. No using AI (you can use AI to trace it if you want, just if the result is completely different than the original)

5. No tracing (but you can use bases, AI art, but you FKING CANT trace other person's drawings, or stealing some random persons drawing)

In some drawing Days it will have a warning saying if some rule can opcionaly ignored if you want. Rules number 1, 3, 4, 5 NEED to be used in all drawings, the unic one that can be opcionaly ignored is Rule 2, the rest need to be respected and used in all drawings. If you ignore them, er... GET BLOCKED BISH.

Okay, The explanation of what is to draw in The Drawing Days:

Drawing Days: It's the day where you will post the drawing with the thematic of that day.

. Day 1: Ho Holy Chris

[You can Ignore the rule 1 in here, If you want]

Basically Santa Claus Chris, you can draw him doing whatever tou want (if it's not NSFW)

. Day 2: Favorite characterS from each season

You can use 2 Characters per season if you want (in Ridonculous Race can be 1 or 2 teams of you want) (total dramarama not included)

Also, if You didn't watched certain season you can just put a " EU NAO SEI!!" (I don't know in portuguese)

. Day 3: LEAST FAVORITE FROM EACH SEASON

You can use 2 Characters per season Ridonculous Race can have 2 teams and total dramarama not included

. Day 4: Favorite Ships and least favorite ships

It can only be 1 ship per season, the Ship can be fanon or canon. Pro ships NOT ALLOWED!

. Day 5: Free spirit

[You can Ignore the rule 1 in here, If you want]

you can draw whatever you want, an scenerio, a character, a ship art, a comic or idk an au art if you want

. Day 6: Do the evolution

It looks epic but it's not. So, this is what you would do/change in a certain total drama season (it can only be one season) also, when I say CHANGE I don't mean by putting your Headcanons on it, it's literally change certain things in the season, who would be eliminated in that day, who would win, which ship you would make be canon, who would you make be more loved, ya know this things

(It can be a text and a drawing at the same time if you want)

. Day 7: Album/Music reference

Kinda auto explicativo, né? Ok, it's a music reference. You choose the character, you chose the music in the post, you chose the album to make reference to and you chose the references

(Also, you can use the colors of the chosen album as the colors of your drawing if you want)

. Day 8: canon vs headcanon

The canon one needs to be canon as possible to the original and the other one can have your Headcanons, the character can be who you want. If you want to, you can put what stayed and what changed on your art or you can put in the description (in other words: you need to make a comparison with the canon character with your Headcanons)

. Day 9: Swap in

Two characters being swaped, Both have the personality of the other one. the clothes, the design and etc.

. Day 10: favorite TDWT song

Just do a drawing of you favorite TDWT song, that's it

. Day 11: most Deserved Elimination

The character that most Deserved the elimination

. Day 12: least favorite Elimination

That one elimination that you looked directly into the screen and said: nah, this CANT be happening, THAT one elimination that made you go MENTAL. Yeah you get it

. Day 13: meme redraw

It can be any meme of you choice (even the aletyler one, JUST DONT MAKE IT TOO MUCH SUGGESTIVE YOU CREEP)

Or it can be a Meme base

. Day 14: self insert

You in certain total drama scene. For example: next to your favorite character.

Or you can do an original piece with an original scene if you want, but you need to try have the same artstyle that in total drama (you can try your best)

. Day 15: fake Screenshot

You drawing in the TD artstyle, where it shows a Scene that supposed to be real, BUT ITS NOT!! You can use an fake Screenshot that already exist but you can draw a original one

. Day 16: Deserved Better

A character that in your opinion, deserved Better. The character is your choice

. Day 17: opinion Swap

A character that you changed opinions with

. Day 18: T.E.P.W

The extreme potential waste. The character that could easily be incredible and we'll written character but it wasn't

. Day 19: your choice

[You can Ignore the rule 1 in here, If you want]

Again, you can draw whatever you want

. Day 20: WHAT IF??

A what if that you always have on your mind and you still asks to your self "what if IT really happened" it can be a text and a drawing

. Day 21: favorite season

Your favorite season, that's it

. Day 22: HEAR ME OUT, PLEASE!!

THAT one character that makes your kick the air, that one character that makes you start playing lovefool in your head ya know? Is that one character that you think is kinda... You get it

. Day 23: the "Confessionário"

Your HONEST opinion of certain thing of TD. For example, you opinion about that character that every one loves except you, a season that you think it could be better and etc...

. Day 24: Get ready

A character of your choice preparing it self for Christmas

. Day 25: How I love you

[You can Ignore the rule 1 in here, If you want]

Two characters of you choice fighting. IN MIDDLE OF THE CHRISTMAS

. Day 26: What do you think about me

it's like a ship chart ya know? But instead of being about ships it's about what certain character of a certain season think about YOUR favorite character. You can use your Headcanons

. Day 27: Favorite challenge

You favorite Challenge, that's it

. Day 28: least favorite Challenge

Your least favorite Challenge, that's it

. Day 29: favorite season

Favorite season, é isso

. Day 30: close enough

[You can Ignore the rule 1 in here, If you want]

You are free to draw whatever you want

. Day 31: end

You can draw whatever you want, if at least has something to do with new year

If you want to WHE see your fanart just put

@SharkyRandom

And

@DeimosBreakfrost

Don't forget the

#TotalDramaDecember #DeimosTDecember

Idk why I am making this Drawing month, maybe is because I want to see more TD Stuff during December

Any questions, you can reblog and ask me

#totaldramadezember #deimosTDecember #total drama #td #tdi 2023 #total drama island 2023 #deimos post #gayloser post

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frankenjoly · 6 months ago

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🍓🍒🍌 mwah

mwah <3

🍓 What’s a fic you’ve written you feel is underrated?

i'm gonna say Till the words don't hurt aka my first jjk fic, with junpei & shoko. it's been 84 years (only 2 but it feels longer lakjdsflk), and i'm very proud of it still.

🍒 What’s your favorite character dynamic to write? (Can be romantic or platonic, specific or general!)

for ships: enemies/rivals/annoyances or friends to lovers lakjdsfl, what can i say, i like silly banter and/or straight up hostility turning into silly banter.

platonically: every flavor of found family ("team as family" tag my beloved), "reluctantly stuck with a child" to "this is my child" pipeline, siblings who had been through hell together and will stick together.

and i was gonna add this in the shippy part, but i'm a sucker for it in both cases: characters who hadn't been loved properly or at all find their place and people who love them.

🍌 In your opinion, what’s the funniest joke/reference/pun you’ve made in a fic?

i got so satisfied with the references to other fandom's characters in the strip poker siglai i'm gonna do more lakdjfl.

the moment in the "organizations play dnd" where elise describes a mysterious white-haired dude and the moment mori asks if he's pretty she's like "bitch this ain't for u it's for ryu <3" (cue to aku wanting to Get Out).

gin calling tachihara "michi" bcs it's a way to say "kitten" in spanish, so both aku siblings have their kitten lkjdlfk.

and this is for a future drabble, but i'm going full "nah fuck it, it may work better in spanish but i'll make this work" mode and make a character say "who gave tou a candle to this burial" which is to say "who tf asked you/allowed to intervene"... which is funny on itself, but funnier given the character's whos saying it lkjasdl.

#ask answer #fruit emoji ask game #tyyy lena <3

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newvegascowboy · 9 months ago

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Ok ok im gonna put this under a cut but i need to talk about it

The session automatically starts of in the hearing chamber of the Taverner's Guild. Red has just broken through the door, Marigold is being carried by three women. The head of the Leophine family is standing next to Don Blackburn, who is a guy we have been trying to cross off our list for weeks. We killed his son months ago after his son put 100k gold bounty on Marigold, and we accomplished this by dropping a shell on his casino. Needless to say, the Blackburns have been a pain in the ass for a long time.

Blackburn: Let's not be hasty. We can do this the easy way or the hard way.

Red: I only know the one way, really.

Blackburn: Do tou really want to risk your life for her? She lied to you. Stole from your friends. That really the kind of person you wanna risk your life for?

Red: Darlin, do you know anything about who I am? I wouldn't call myself man of scruples. Now drop my friend and walk away.

Blackburn: I do know. You ran a tight ship with the Dustriders. They went downhill when you left.

Red: Was Vito your son, by any chance?

Blackburn: He was.

Red: Mm. Normally I'd say it's a shame when a parent has to bury their child, but there wasn't much left to bury. I bet you'd die just like him. Wanna find out, you and I?

Blackburn: Just remember, you wanted it this way.

We roll initiative, I start off lucky by getting like a 21. I'm first off in initiative, so I immediately start shooting at the woman carrying Marigold. Immediately crit. The crit hits for like, 38 damage, the second shot she CATCHES OUT OF THE AIR ans drops on the floor. Blackburn goes, casting enlarge on himself and picking up a table and throwing it at me, which hits and does a decent chunk of damage. Marigold gets herself free, manages to run like three steps. The women catch up to her, pick her up, and teleport away. It's just me and fucking Blackburn.

For three rounds, we just start wailing on each other. I crit on Blackburn and empty my magazine into his chest. He punches me in the chest and cracks ribs. Out of ammo, i use the bayonet on my rifle to stab him in both of his knees. He knocks me prone and starts squeezing the life out of me, saying "I don't care if you take me down, but I'm taking you with me." I manage to yank out one of my sidearms, fit it under his chin and shoot him, and paste his brain across the ceiling.

Now I'm alone, in the hearing chamber, soaked in blood having just committed a murder. My dm says "make a will save" and I get like an 18, but that's not enough to prevent me from emptying the last five rounds into Blackburn's corpse. Not sure why I did that, but there's no time to think about it because I've gotta Fucking Go.

I try to bust out of the hearing chamber, fail my acrobatics check. The two guards outside and I go tumbling down the stairs and land in a heap at the bottom. Got no time to do anything, so I pick myself up and start running for the gate. The portcullis is coming down. I fail my athletics to make it, so I say fuck it, and I start climbing the wall.

I make it to the top, surprising the guard and I'm like "Hey are there stairs". He goes to draw hia sword, so i shoulder check him into the wall and go for the door. The stairs lead deeper into the wall, and I want out. So i come back, check the same guard into the same wall, and go Fuck It, and jump off the wall into the hedges below.

I collect myself AGAIN and start running. Behind me, the portcullis is coming up. I draw my one remaining loaded weapon, aim for the chain, and fire. Fucking crit. The chain snaps, the portcullis drops, and i am fucking r u n n i n g.

Soaked in blood, trying to make it to the sky dock where our airship is parked. Back on our airship, Gowin is chilling, tinkering. Hears gumshots. Far away, but gunshots are pretty hard to mistake, so he sighs to himself and starts getting the ship ready to go.

Somehow I manage to make it to the ship avoiding attention, so I sprint up the gangplank like GOWIN WE GOTTA FUCKING GO right as the Aurendalian city guard show up and start shooting. I duck to the deck, Gowin goes to swing the ship around. Crashes into another ship, swings wide and scatters the guard. We finally manage to book it off into the sky.

Gowin looks at me and is like... So. What happened?

And Red is just like. I have no fucking idea, man.

#not fallout #kal talks #kal plays dnd #blackburn took me down to a little below half in 3 rounda but i fucking killed him #did not think that was going to happen

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fictofaggot · 2 years ago

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do the zahhaks free pass

i need to kill you with every rock imaginable thank you

Equius Zahhak

Sexuality/Gender Headcanon: trans girl but she doesn't really know it yet. ummm. ywah

A ship I have with said character: MEOWRAILS!!!!!!!!! meowrails is the only ship ever in the whole world and i love them. ummm outside of that i like equisol.... neigh8ors... ywah :3

A BROTP I have with said character: him and tavros! ithink they match they are hoofed beasts... ummmmm... him and karkat need tp be friends idont care about youre feelin gs

A NOTP I have with said character: uhh..... equigam... araquius (theyre fascinating to me but idont like them).. idk idk

A random headcanon: horrible sensory issues that lead to intense meltdowns so frustrated all the time because she can't touch things without breaking them feels horribly guilty about it ummm.... um um um. he and nepeta are so close to eachkther he values her over any other troll in the whole world and they both realize they're trans girls together and thwy are the best. this thing has a personality disorder also

General opinion over said character: Why Are You Fucked Up. i need tk kill her with my big fists. i love him so much he is so autustically autistic tou woukd not even understand how much i feel for her

Horuss Zahhak

Sexuality/Gender Headcanon: sysfluid trans girl she/he aro ace aplatonic etc

A ship I have with said character: no. none. go away forever

A BROTP I have with said character: idk... :P :P :P the other dancestors suck in terms of potential to be with horuss

A NOTP I have with said character: literally any ship ive ever seen with her is the worst thing in the world and i fucking hate you all DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DI

A random headcanon: kintype is one of those horses with the really big fluffy legs... transspecies... haver of both species and gender dysphoria... buys cool band shirts at the store and doesn't listen to the band to see if she likes them until months later... system has 2 hosts who share the body's name and take on the same shared identity for convenience, rarely has possession-type switches and has mostly grey-out and emotional amnesia... this beast has a personality disorder and so much autism you wouldn't even believe

General opinion over said character: I. Love. Her. favorite dancestor ever she is just like me fr hussie fucking sucks at writing her and im so Glad none of the fandom remembers the systemness because dear lird. she makes me mad a bit. no one can ever understand my feelings for her

Arquiusprite

Sexuality/Gender Headcanon: this thing is a he him transfem

A ship I have with said character: ilike him anr erisolsprite but not really in a ship way i3just think they should be together

A BROTP I have with said character: i am so obsessed with every sprite² interaction

A NOTP I have with said character: i don't know man i don't wan t to know what ships with him exist

A random headcanon: thw beast is demonic in nature

General opinion over said character: combination of 2 of my favorite guys you get a coolkid pass forever...love this thing

Darkleer

Sexuality/Gender Headcanon: trans girl lesbiman but he doesn't realize it because he has never heard of a pronoun in his life

A ship I have with said character: i don't care about ancestor ships

A BROTP I have with said character: idk...

A NOTP I have with said character: i don't care about ancestor ships

A random headcanon: JUGGERNAUT ARMOR JUGGERNAUT ARMOR JUGGERNAUT ARMOR J

General opinion over said character: this fucking beast is fantastic i love this animal. i need to get to the ancestor part in my reread soon so i can remember what his whole deal is

#zahhak #ask game #ilove thw zahhaks bro

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caatws · 1 year ago

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I do not know if I am the only one, but can they just make starmora get back together off screen if anything similar to other couples they have done? I dont think Gunn was debunking the first part, I mean he doesnt know that since he is not working at marvel anymore. I know that the "real" comment might seem weird but I think he just means that Gamora is back with the family she is deeply attached to, but that doesnt mean she doesnt consider the guardians a family to her in a way, after all Gunn said if you understand groot then tou are part of the family.

I know Pratt said he might be back but I doubt its anything big in the future, as for Zoe I could see her in pretty small stuff like cameos or small roles since she said she would like Gamora to continue. I highly doubt they will pair them up with someone else.

off the top of my head, the only time i can remember the mcu making a broken up (not just in the literal sense of "they broke up" but like in general a ship that was canon and then not canon) ship canon again off-screen was between cacw and homecoming when they had pepperony go from broken up to seemingly back together again offscreen, at least enough to get engaged for the media when peter parker decided not to join the avengers, and then next time we see them ~2 years later in iw they're planning a wedding

i'd love to see starmora get together again off-screen in some way like this too, but being realistic, i just wouldn't get my hopes up. bc idt ppl, on both the studio and audience level, rly care abt peter quill or his relationship with gamora the way they do with tony or pepperony

it makes sense that they did it for pepperony bc it's tony mf stark. the dude was practically the face of the entire mcu, along with steve, for a decade. the entire avengers franchise centered him, and his relationship with pepper was part of both his solo films and every avengers ensemble film. the story of his relationship was one that you could probably find countless casual viewers of the mcu to know abt and be fans of etc. if pepper ever died we would've gotten tony probably going berserk (understandably so) in canon, followed by countless irl thinkpieces and tweets and more abt how tony was justified, tony is grieving, tony this, tony that, ad nauseam. in other words, it doesn't surprise me that canon, fandom, and general viewers would all bend over backwards to keep pepperony together, even if just for the sake of forwarding tony's arc, pepper as an individual be damned lol

with peter and gamora...i just don't see that same energy rly happening for them. i mean, even yesterday i accidentally came across an article abt how iw "rushed" peter and gamora's romance bc it was so much more serious in iw than where the two left off in vol 2 and it's like...do ppl even know 4 years passed between those 2 films? so if the general audience isn't rly that invested in starmora does marvel need to make an effort to make it canon again later?

i'm sure there will be opportunities for cameos and all that in the future for some of the gotg depending on where things go. i was just going off of the final screen of text at the end of vol 3 which suggested our next iteration of peter is gonna be a little more removed from the gotg we know, including gamora, since it Only said him. maybe he'll join up with the avengers again since he's back on earth for now and there will be some avengers characters who still remember him? idk

so to wrap this up bc again i got super wordy lol sry...i don't think anything's ever impossible, i just wouldn't be surprised if this is truly the end of the line for starmora being together "again" in canon. like i think what it is for me is i don't rly expect anyone at marvel studios to care more abt starmora than gunn, and this is the route gunn took with it (understandably) and now gunn's done, so i think things are just generally pointing more toward starmora ending here than not

#ask #the gamora situation #i also think it's worth mentioning that a ship like pepperony is considered so deeply woven into canon that #it was included in what if at least a lil? i think. while we didn't rly get anything abt starmora in what if s1 #but that isn't quite a definite point yet since we still gotta see what what if s2 brings us #also i don't mean any of this as an attack on pepperony BTW i have been in their corner since day 1 #i miss them!!

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creepywing · 1 year ago

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ok since im not very interested in dsmp anymore and therefore never gonna write it heres a summary of one of my dsmp au ideas

OK so it was one of those space aus. Basically crimeboys are humans who were abducted into space and eventually like escaped. the kidnappers were less evil than in other aus ive read like they treated them like ppl would treat like lab animals i guess but like. they discovered they were sentient or smrh and still kept them and taught them to speak their language instead of letting them go like ppl. Anyway so bc of that they have a bit of an advantage existint in space i guess.

the actual story starts with them both staying in a random persons house bc thats basically what theyve been doing since they escaped. also the random person in this instance is eret. an uhhh they have also stolen like illegal documents ir smth like thag in an attempt to try snd get back to earth and eret finds them and is like Omg im harbouring criminals ! and fucking gets them arrested (haha get it its like when that happened in . lmanberg. or smth haha)

Anyway uhhh so they are in JAIL!!! uhh fuckin idk i guess they hid they were human somehow so they were shitting themselves bc they dont know how theyll be treated? i guess idk anyeay tommys cell has an escape and is like Omg wilbur ill come back for you king and so he leaves and breaks into erets house and confronts eret while hes there and also explains fhe situation and erets like OMG SHIT IM SORRY so tommy takes his shit and leaves .

uhh wikburs stilll in jail and jack manifolds also there and he keeps going on about how his poweful friends will come get him out Yeah yeah weve all heard that before. anyway a spaceship breaks into the jail and saves jack LOL. (its the syndicate bc jacks friends with niki) and wilbur sneaks on the ship.

Meanwhile i think tommy finds quackity and they become besties and quackitys like i know who could help you find your friend... (maybe he went back for wilbur and found him gone or smth idk) and quackity sends him off to some Place

Meanwhile meanwhile wilburs sneaking around the ship like vents maybe and falls into ranboos room and ranboos like A HUMAN?? and wilburs like Ummm whats a human and how do you know what that is. and ranboos like.Um i saw it in a book and wilbur successfully gaslights ranboo into not knowing what a human is and also not telling everyone else about him

so tommy goes to the weird place and finds tubbo whose some goat alien guy and tubbos like yo so quackity told me yeah yeah come on ill take you to snowchester and we csn use my cool computer to do it(idk what it is i could never figure that out) also micheals there lol some piggy alien

uhghhhh i guess theres a gap here but it turns out tubbos owns his own moon (snowchester) that he lives on with his- Well they usually use a specific word in tubbos language to describe it so .. his partner. whose away rn btw.

so tubbo and tommy get there and tubbbos sets up his shit while tommy looks around the room and is like huh this rooms looks weirdly familiar??? like in little ways.. and as hes looking around he notices paper with writing znd it says "Tubbo ranboo micheal" and hes like Well thats a normal thing to have WIAT THATS IN ENGLISJ and he goes Heeeyyy tubbo. (Panicking. what if this guy kidnaps humans wtf ?) How do tou know what english is. AND SUDDENLY HE GETS SLAMMED INTO THE WALL WITH A KNFE TO HIS NEck

meanwhile wilbur gets caught. obviously and is explaining the situation and everyones like Oh yeah understandable we will help. and somehow magically realise OMG tommys with tubbo! then they conviently get a call from tubbo on like the Big main screen thing so everyone can see

So tommys like SHIT IM GONNA DIE but then tubbos like. In english. how do YOU know ehat english is ? and tommy just goes HOLY SHIT in english and shoves tubbo off and reveals himself as omg im human AND IT TURNS OUT TUBBOS HUMAN TOO HOW WILD. they like laugh or smth znd then tubbos Magic Machines find wilbur on the syndicate ship, who he has access to like Ring bc ranboos there (the word from tubbos language was Husband btw) so they ring the syndicate and

Uh oh tubbos still visibly human so all the syndicates like Hey whose that and ranboos like TUBBO. and then omg happy reunion whatever idk im not.good with endings YEAH i planned thsy whole thing and never wrote it

on the off chznce anyone likes this and wants to write it PLEASE do and also tell me pls

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bigahhhhhhhh · 1 year ago

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More or less, the thing with Discord is that he does not trust people and doesn't know how to process emotions... He has been stuck in stone while concious for like 1000 years; that's so sad bro; and he has no relationships that last, no friends or family that wondered were he is or if he is fine. People only care about him to bully him, treat him like a monster or a weapon; nobody actually likes him FOR him; all they see is the destructive evil ancient god (because Discodd has been alive for WAYY longer than anybody in the series) that's why he has a disturbed sense of morality alongside him being a literal imortal being beyong comprehension... It's a weird ship/couple.

But he is the only person that loves Fluttershy for her an not because she is 'shy' and 'cute' which she is, but she wants to be acknowledged as as capable and brave and indepent as the others, which sadly she mostly never is, and he acknowledges that. And he wanrs to be loved for who he is rather than WHAT he is, he is never invited to anything nor acknowledged for anything that's why he bullies people, because he cares way to much about being hated lol.

Proof of that is in the episode break up break down where he tells Big Mac that "he can't break his heart if the only person he loves is himself", and that love doesn't exist (even denying he likes Flutters when provoked by Spike about it lol), and even going as far as to say that if he is sad about a girl he should just date another one...

He cares but, pretends not to, and is so used to being hated that he just gives up, this is better shown in thr IDW #20. I recommend you read it, MLP has like the most complex characters I have seen in a lot kf shows... It's really good.

Besides, they AREN'T supposed to make sense, that's the point of episodes like Discordant Harmony; Fluttershy is kind and has a great deal of patience while Discord has been mostly a tyrant and has a short patience for his whole entire immortal life; but they are both insecure and don't like to open up, he doesn't want any relationships because he thinks people are just gonna either get disappointed at him, or that his chaotic nature is going to take over and he is gonna ruin everything; in fact his bad dreams are when he is actually loved and accepted by the girls while his good ones is when they are being tortures by him. Why? Because he feels bad that they actually trust and love him and that's heartbrealing honestly.

Fluttershy is afraid of being weird and her friends hating her (opening up), and he is afraid of opening up too. Whoever he is afraid of being vunerable while she wants people to notice that she is not just a damsel in distress while trying to hide the parts of herself that not even her friends know much about, like the fact she likes violent anime or anime in general or listens to heavy metal according to equestria girls; ans the girls don't know the basics about Discord because he bullies and pushes people away, and when he tries people just give him crap; like it is shown in the episode make new friends but keep Discord where he is trying to ask any of the girls if they have invited somebody to the gala to go with them, and all of them say yes, tries to tell jokes but is roasted by Maud, etc, etc. And then he snaps because wellhe is a deity of chaos, he has been a tyrant mos tof his life, is afraid of losing Fluttershy, etc, etc. BUT notice that Flittershy is the only person that does not try to fught him, instead she ASKS him why he is doing this, and after arguing he realized that he screwed up. By treating him as a person he became better, and by treating Fluttershy as anything else BUT the damsel in distress she became the person she is today, since she des with him on a daily basis.

They don't make sense when tou think about it; demonic entity that can destroy reality, kind mortal that ca kill him, angry and mean, nice and great to others, etc, etc. But they do compliment each other. :D

Anyways, sorry for like the whome text but that was my perspective into this hope you liked it.

We were made for this!!

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spideyanakin · 4 years ago

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rosy fingered dawn (w.t)

summary - after all these years of searching a way for Will to come back, you would of never guessed Henry would of been the one to do it.

requested by - @carolxnaaa // I’d like a request a Will Turner imagine. The storyline commences with the separation scene from POTC: At World’s End. Y/N and Will (married a year prior, rather than days like in the film) spend one last day together (exactly the film) before Will leaves to the Flying Dutchman. Y/N promises she’d break the curse, only a few years into her search, she began loosing hope and credibility that she can break the curse, ultimately giving up. Later on, Henry takes over the search, much against her will, dispute and pleas; succeeding to break the curse. Afterwards, Y/N and Will reunite, concluding with the reunion scene from POTC: Dead Men Tell No Tales.

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“Will, I promise you, I will break your curse," your left hand rested upon his chest as he readied himself to leave—maybe a last opportunity, last hope that he could stay with you.

“Even if it takes years," you breathed, forehead falling upon his own as the tears started prickling at your eyes.

“Im sure you will," soft voice lulling you. You closed your eyes at the sound, a tear finally escaping the dam of your strength.

With a delicate touch, rough fingers colliding with your cheek, he titled your head away—bathing in your features, trying to remember every curve of your face before he would have to say goodbye.

He smiled.

And you had to smile back. Because how couldn’t you smile back to him. It was contagious, known to heal all your wounds and repair what felt un repairable.

Mend the cracks this curse was forming in your heart.

And right in this moment, with the sun setting down against the ocean, making his eyes look like honey, and highlighting the freckles against his sunkissed skin—you knew that smile was worth waiting ten years for.

You let out a sad chuckle, and he did the same before wiping and a tear away with the tip of his fingers.

You’d only get to be married for a year, never even having proper time for yourselves. You’d hope that once everything was over you’d finally be able to have a life together. Build a home (or a ship), and finally give Henry a proper life.

Because of course the boy had to show up during everything. In between every catastrophe and adventure, your baby boy was born.

And the thought of him growing up without his father brought even more tears to yours eyes—tears that you tried your best to sur press for the sake of your husband standing in front of you.

“Take care of him while you do," it was like he’d read your mind, and you nodded through another tearful smile.

“He’ll miss you, you know," you stated and part of you wished he was with you right now, not safe and warm, nuzzled by the fire in Elizabeth and James Norrington’s home.

She and her husband had offered to take care of him while you were away fighting Davy Jones, and now you wished Will could have kissed him goodbye.

“I’ll miss you both, so much," he tucked a strand of your hair behind your head before dropping a kiss to your forehead. "I love you.” His thumb grazed over your knuckles before his lips followed, and with a last kiss to your lips he left towards the horizon.

And as tou watched the sun set over the Flying Dutchman, it wasn’t sadness that took over you, but a new source of motivation

“I will avenge you, my love"

Only a year later you found yourself on the quest for Ponce de Leon's Fountain of Youth.

It pained you to half fur fill your promise to Will. To take care of Henry while you searched for a way to break his curse—but you knew it would be worst to stay on land to collect dust behind books and you’d become mad before you could ever see Will’s eyes again.

“Are you sure this map also leads to the Triton?” You coughed in Jack’s face, you had lost all your patients, you were tired, feet sore from walking and feeling bugs bite at any uncovered skin. It had been months since you were last home, months since you’d seen Henry and you began regretting ever following Jack in this adventure.

The more you were walking, the tougher and more dangerous this forest was getting—and the thought that you might not make it out was tugging at your mind.

Making eye contact with the poor mermaid as she fearfully flopped around the glass container was the last straw.

“Yes," Jack’s voice almost wavered. "Now first, we have to help them, and then we can save your precious husband," he offered you a toothy grin, and you thought you were going to pounce on him and cut his head off before he could let out another word.

But instead of saying anything else, you turned on your heels to continue your path, grumbling something inaudible as your fist clenched to your side.

“Captain Turner," you snapped your head towards Barbossa as he called your name.

You nodded, telling him to go on with. He walked closer, as if he was trying to share a secret no one else could hear, "I heard you were searching for the Triton."

You nodded, keeping your head up, no emotions showing.

“I did some light research back in my young pirate days...” He sighed and flicker of hope burned in your chest. “I had a book, where I kept most of my research," but then he looked at you with almost pity in his eyes and you knew that hope was as quickly snuffed out.

You kept your eyes cold as you awaited the end of his sentence, “but I gave my research away."

“Why are you telling me this?”

“I still remember some things, not all went away with the book," he looked up and you followed his gaze. "The answer you are searching for is in the stars. There’s a crystal that can lead you to it, and the map tha-”

“No man can read. I have heard of it,” you finished his sentence.

“Well, I had it.” He let out a deeper sigh, and this time your cold facade was replaced by a frown. “But I know there is another one, mine was only a half, and im sure you can find it.”

“And, the map?”

“I gave it away too.”

“To who?”

“Doesn’t matter, you wouldn’t be able to get it anyway.”

“Try me, Captain,” you spat.

“My daughter," all words died in the back of your throat. "I don’t even know where she is. But if that is any good to you, I know there is another copy of the map, somewhere in this world."

No words came, and instead of speaking, trying to figure out more about this intriquet man that was Barbossa: you nodded, and continued your walk without another word.

You never shared another word with Barbossa after that encounter.

From that day on, the Crystal and the map became the solemn of your determination. Days and nights were consecrated to the endless searches, and whispers that you were mad, that you had lost your mind—but they said that to any woman with your willpower.

You were on the edge of the rosy-fingered dawn as the sun slowly lit the sky. You felt a chill fall down your spine as this was the announcement of your 365th day at sea.

After four years of research, you left again, ready to get that second map—and for a year now you had been roaming the seas again, praying that you’d find that island. The island that contained the map and the crystal that could lead you to the triton.

But the journey was getting long, you missed Henry and something deep inside your gut was telling you weren't getting any closer to your goal.

From Singapore to London, and back to Port Royale, you hadn’t found one single pirate island containing a crystal and the second version of the map that no men could read.

You had lost half of your crew over a stupid encounter with the navy, and now the air on board felt grim and joyless. You felt cold, and hope was loosening its grip on you.

So that morning you watched the sunrise with tears filled eyes while your legs hung from the edge of your boat.

For the first time in a while you missed home. You missed Henry, and you missed having a full meal in your stomach, but most of all you missed your husband.

“Im sorry," you spoke, soft voice dancing towards the sea, hoping that somehow he could hear you. “I've tried so many things," sobbed, grip on your rope tightening.

You couldn’t watch the sea anyone. You couldn’t stand to see the waves lick the side of your ship as you darted across the water.

Your legs swung back into deck and felt your knees buckle, making you hit the ground—back against the railing and face buried in your hands.

The crew watched, pain filling their chests and sadness evident in their gazes. Gibbs looked down at his fingertips, fumbling with his nails before finally summoning the courage to get closer to you.

He removed his hat, kneeling at your level. He toyed with the edges of his old rugged hat before finally speaking.

You felt a rough hand drop to your shoulder—an attempt to comfort you.

"Not all hope is lost, Captain," he offered a toothy smile, and it somehow warmed your heart.

How could your crew, who had seen sun like rain, from ice cold weathers like the warmest of seas. Your crew who has been through hell and back was ready to continue on just for your sake?

You wanted to reply, maybe even offer him a raise, something to tell him how greatful you were.

But you didn’t have time, because the sea shook beneath you, making the wood rumble and barrels tumble.

Your heart jumped to your throat, and you turned around in a hurry, gripping the edge of your boat as you tried to see what fate the ocean had reserved you.

You feared for the Kraken.

But the beast had been killed years ago, no? But you never knew with the oceans.

You didn’t dwell on the matter too long, because the water rumbled louder and suddenly a mast revealed itself—a magnificent ship following up.

It didn’t take long for you to register what ship it was.

“Will,” you whispered, rubbing your eyes, making sure this wasn’t just a dream. A smile built itself on your face. You cried tears of joy as you saw the captain of the Flying Dutchman making eye contact with you.

Suddenly he was right next to you a small smile painting his face and took you into a hug.

“I can’t stay long, the ship needs its Captain.” He replied as he stroke your hair and you buried your face in his shoulder.

“I know.” You sniffed as you held him even closer to you.

It was the first time you saw him in five years and it killed you to not have him closer.

“Im sorry.” You said as he placed his hands on your shaking shoulders.

“Hey, it’s ok, someday you’ll get there. Never lose hope love.” He said as he placed his forehead against yours. “But for now I need you to get back to Henry. Stop searching for the triton, take care of him, and then I’ll come to visit you both.” He smiled and wiped the tears from your cheeks. “those five years will be nothing, as long as you two stick together.” He went on and you nodded closing your eyes trying to steady the tears.

“But- I need to save you.” You spoke again trying to hang on to him a little longer.

“No. You need to be with our son.” He replied to you and his words brought you back to reality.

“Alright.” You sniffed again “but mark my words Turner.” you pointed to him and poked his chest with your finger making him chuckle. “I will break your curse, even if it takes so long I’ll have to drink from the fountain of youth to do it.”

“I believe in you, Captain Turner.” He smiled and playfully lowered your hat to your eyes. You grinned and brought your lips to his, bringing him into a quick kiss.

“I have to go now.” He replied as he slightly pulled away

“I love you.” You added before catching him into another kiss and holding onto him as he slowly left to his ship.

Twelve years later and you had lost all hope. Henry was about 18 now, and every day you still thought about the promise you had made to Will.

But society made it hard. Rumors had started to fly around you. Like the fact that you were a witch, being able to captain a ship without angering the sea gods and all that.

So you had to bottle your ship and give your crew to Jack. Your crew didn’t like it, but you had to if you didn’t want to be hanged.

“Mother!” Henry turned up to you with a sheet of paper in hand.

“What Henry?” You looked up from your scribblings of paper and watched as Henry dangled a piece of paper in front of you.

“I got a job on a ship! They’re planning to sail the seas not far from that island you told me about! The one where the second map is and all that!” He said with a bright smile dancing on his lips.

Fear rose in you at the thought of your son going through the adventures you went on. He had no years of experience at sea, apart from the one year you took him sailing.

“This isn’t the same as being captain of a pirate ship Henry.” You replied not liking the turn of this conversation. “You will have to clean the boat and things and have no say as to where the ship is. If you want to stop at an island you can't just ask. This is royal fleet we’re talking about here.” you pointed towards the window where some royal boats were happily parked and sailing around the bay.

“I know! But I can just jump from the boat and get to the island! Finally, find the triton and break father’s curse!”

“Henry you don’t know the dangers of the sea...” You paused.

“It will be like that time I jumped from your ship and I-”

“Hoped to get into Turner’s locker.” You watched him with a sad smile.

“And I did! He was there. He did tell me to get back to you but that’s not my point! My point is. If there’s one problem at sea, I have the Flying Dutchman watching over me. Oops, I fall into the water... Flying Dutchman!”

“Henry-”

“Im going.”

“No, you’re not!”

“Yes, I am.” He sassed you and started walking away.

“Henry! I am not letting you put your life in danger!” you lifted your tone wincing as you didn't like screaming.

“I won’t!” He replied.

“Henry!” You grabbed the paper from his hand and threw it into the fire. "Please."

“Hey! You can’t just do that that’s not fair! Don’t you see I've finally found a way to advance this quest! After all the years you’d passed at sea trying to find a way to free him, and I finally know how and you don’t want me to do it!” Henry screamed in your face tears almost spilling. A small silence fell between the two of you as the tension in the room slowly disappeared.

“Do you remember when I left you for a year and a half?” You said out of the blue closing your eyes and trying to calm the situation down.

“Yes?”

“I left to find that island. The island where the map to the triton was or is, I don't even know if it exists anymore.” You sighed. “The thing is, I didn’t find it... Instead, I lost half of my crew and all the hope I had. So you’re going to stay here, in port royale with me and we're going to reread all the books in this goddam library and find a way to free your father.” You said your voice not being steady anymore as a tear fell down your eyes.

After a moment of silence Henry finally spoke up.

“Alright.” He nodded which made you break a small smile as you quickly wiped the tear off your cheek.

You sat back on your desk and watched the piece of paper layed on your desk, hoping the scribbling you had done would give you some answers.

It was a constellation. One star and three stars together, all of them sitting peacefully on your piece of paper, reflecting the sky above.

You sighed as you watched it hoping it would lead you somewhere, but nothing seemed to work.

The next morning you woke up to find that your son had disappeared, leaving only a note behind.

You felt the fear and anger of something happening to him bubble inside your tummy, but then it weirdly faded away as you realized how much he acted like Will.

You shook your head and realized that your only solution was to chase him. It was the only way you could find him and catch him before he made a terrible mistake.

“Miss.” One of your maids entered your office with a letter in her hand.

She handed it to you and you read it a frown painting your face.

“They’re asking me to ensure the safety of safe they're carrying from Saint Barths?” You asked the maiden a confused look on your face.

“The man who gave me the letter only said the French needed your guidance so no pirates would harm the safe.” She replied adding a curtsy to it.

You dismissed her and placed the letter on your table a sigh escaping your lips.

“Henry you’ll just have to wait.”

Three weeks later and you were asked to assist the grand reveal of the safe you helped protect while it was on his way to the brand new colonized island of Saint Martin.

You were dressed like a cupcake, with a puffy dress and preppy, hat fake laughing at comments the other women made.

For 16 years you had managed to fight off the comments people made about you, and this was your only way to not make those comments grow.

After the years the legends about your husband became a faint memory to everyone and you obtained either the status of widow, or woman left by her pirate husband, none of them remembering or believing reality.

You sighed as you uncomfortably shifted in your dress trying your best to keep your breath steady, making sure the skirt of your dress was hiding your boots.

You knew you had to be fast, and that the more days that passed, the more Henry was in danger. So you made sure to take everything you needed with you.

Your sword was perfectly hidden your skirt, keeping your scabbard as close to your body as possible, and under all that fabric you were wearing your signature pirate outfit and a bottle well secured on your leg.

You had made sure to attach the glass bottle containing your precious Moonlight tight so you could free it once you had a crew and leave to find your son.

Suddenly the man screamed something you barely heard with your lack of concentration and the door to the safe opened.

Suddenly everyone gasped and you were too busy looking at the sky to realize Jack Sparrow was in it, snoring a bottle of rum in his hand.

“Pirate!” A woman screamed which made you bring your attention back towards the vault.

You chuckled as you saw Jack Sparrow peacefully sleeping in all the gold of the city.

“Pirate? Pirate ehhh.” Jack talked in his sleep, you hid your face in your fan as you tried not to laugh at the scenery.

“piRaTe!” he woke up in a hurry and rolled out the safe. “tHiS mAy SeEm LiKe a paRtiCulAar rEqUEst but CouLD sOMeONe eXplAinnn To meE aszS tOo WhyY Im hErrRrE?” He asked pointing to the ground as the crowd fell silent. You tried your best to not laugh and some people snapped your head at you as you were almost falling from laughter.

“WhaT ARe yOu LaUgHiNgggg atT?” Jack snapped his head towards you but didn’t recognize you as you buried your head in your fan, you didn't reply and took a deep breath trying to calm yourself down.

Sooner then you knew it the soldiers were shooting at Jack and the safe was swooped out to the back of the room and stayed there for a moment, crackling coming from the building.

You smirked at his brilliant plan before quickly realizing the crew must have been behind.

“Excuse me.” You pushed towards the mass of people blocking your way out, and ran towards the moving building, trying to catch up.

You lost sight of the moving building as you tried to simply follow the noise but quickly caught up as you saw the mass of smoke coming from the center of the city.

You almost tripped and grabbed your sword cutting the skirt of your dress and dropping it onto the floor before you untightened your corset, finally feeling comfortable. You dropped your hat revealing your bandana and fixed your belt the only thing missing to your outfit being your pirate hat.

You quickly started running towards the moving building, in hopes to find your crew again.

“Im very sorry for this.” You smiled at a man on a chariot before cutting the ropes of his horse and jumping on it, everything happening too fast for the man to understand or react.

You arrived perfectly on time to find Jack Sparrow and what was left of his crew on what looked like barely a ship.

“And now you've lost your crew.” You faintly heard and watched as one of them started walking away from the ship.

“How about me as your new captain?” You spoke up the entire crew shocked to see you.

“Y/n?” Gibbs almost screamed as a bright smile painted his face. He got off from the ship and excitedly came towards you.

“Y/n?” Jack Sparrow asked in shock and walked towards the end of his ship, seeing you wave towards him. “You’re back?”

“You’re back?” Gibbs asked with a bright smile.

“Yes.” You nodded. “I need you guys. I will pay whatever you want but I need your help.”

They all nodded their heads happy to leave Jack and happy to see you.

“Good. I need your help to find my son. He’s after the Triton and I might know where to find him.”

“You’re son?” Jack wondered from the back and walked away as the entire crew shot him angry looks. “Alright, I’ll leave.”

Jack found himself in a prison cell and a boy disturbing his sleep.

“Are you sure you’re the real Jack Sparrow?” Henry asked as he saw the pirate stripped of all bits of fame and glory.

“Real question is, who are you?” Jack asked the boy.

“My name is Henry Turner. Son of Will and Y/n Turner.”

“Ughh You’re the evil spawn of them two? The one she’s going after?” He asked before his face twisted.

“Looking after?”

“Well your mother just stole my crew and is going after you and to my knowledge, she’s going right into the wrong direction because your right in front of me.” Jack went on and Henry’s face scrunched up.

“I should have known.” Henry clicked his tongue and tapped his foot angry his mother was going through so much danger.

“Oh, come on don’t be mad, she’s strong.” Jack chuckled.

You sailed the seas for weeks and still no signs of Henry. The only thing you managed to spot was the fact that the triangle was gone and it sent chills down your spine as you knew very well what that meant.

You scanned the dark horizon of the night in hopes of being alone, and you were. For a while at least. It was when you spotted one of Barobassa’s fleet that you took hope again.

You sailed towards it and watched from your lense and spotted to your surprise Henry talking with Jack Sparrow.

“What do you see?” Gibbs asked.

“My son? and Jack?” You replied as you continued to sail towards them.

“Why do I recognize that boat?” Henry wondered as he watched your Moonlight approach them.

“That’s because it’s your mother’s boat mate,” Jack replied and watched as the two boats came face to face

Henry weakly waved as you watched him anger crossing your face.

“Henry William Turner! I-” You screamed from your boat as you ordered your crew to bring a passerelle.

You walked through the large wooden plank and walked straight onto Barbossa’s ship.

“Henry im so glad your safe.” To his surprise, your expression softened and you took him into a large hug. “Don’t ever do that again.” You weakly replied as you felt like you were about to break down. “I thought Salazar had taken you.”

“We don’t speak his name here.” Barbossa deadpanned as you pulled away from Henry.

"Nice to see you too Barbossa." You nodded. “Alright, well... We should probably get back to Port Royal.” You gave a small smile towards your son and pointed to your ship.

“We found it, mother,” Henry replied and walked towards a girl who handed him her notebook. “The map that no man can read.”

He handed you the notebook and you felt the tears rise up as you watched the map and the crystal.

“The blood moon a few days ago... Did you?” You asked.

“Yes,” Henry replied. “The map is in the stars, we’re on our way towards the island.” He continued and you couldn’t help but tear up. All these years of research and he had finally did it.

Rosy fingered dawn arrived once again and you had found yourself placing the missing crystal on the island the reflected the sky.

You watched the ocean parting in half the Triton in front of you, your world feeling whole again.

But before you knew it, you were fighting Salazar for the Triton in what seemed like an endless battle.

“The triton! It has to be cut in half.” You screamed at Henry as you were stuck, the teeth of the triton holding you against a rock.

Before you knew it Henry chopped it in half and the water was closing on itself the only thing saving you being the Black Pearls anchor.

You watched in horror as Barbossa fell into the depth of the sea, holding on tight to the chains and soon being brought back to the surface, happy to be alive.

You let yourself roll from the chain of the anchor to the deck of the Pearl and breathed out a thankful breath for being alive.

You stayed on the floor and coughed some water realizing that you did it. Will Turner was finally free from the Flying Dutchman. Free to be with you.

You said goodbye to Jack before you ported the Moonlight and left with Henry. You walked through the grass and watched the sunset on the sea, waiting for the Flying Dutchman to rise from the waters.

You watched the sea anxiously biting your nails.

“Mom.” Henry smiled watching you stress out. “It's ok.” He nodded and you smiled back.

Suddenly you watched as the flying Dutchman rose from the waters. To your surprise, it didn’t look like you remembered. It looked clean and like it had never even set sail. It looked like it was brand new and the mass of sailor waving towards shore looked like they were all just leaving for the sea.

You were too busy looking at the ship to see Will walk towards you.

When you finally saw him you felt the tears fall from your eyes. You jumped into his arms missing him from all the years away.

“You did it.” He chuckled as he held you into a tight hug and couldn’t help the tears fall from his eyes.

“I didn’t do it alone.” You chuckled through the tears. "Henry helped me." You turned your stare towards Henry who waved to his father.

Will watched him and brought his stare back to you and then back to him.

"See, I told you never to lose hope."

#will turner #will turner x reader #will turner x you #will turner x y/n #orlando bloom #Henry turner #pirate of the caribbean #jack sparrow #legolas #captain turner 🫧

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noblehouseofgay · 2 months ago

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Actually I have more to say so here we go. I'll do it in list form though so I don't ramble too much

1. It's unlikely. Nobody thought it would happen but it does. They work so well together even though they shouldn't. They're very similar in ways tou wouldn't think they are. James is loud, reg is quiet. They balance each other out. When they're together, James gets to take off the mask and be quiet, and regulus gets to pull down his walls and talk.

2. James is the sun that regulus never thought he'd see. Regulus was raised in the dark. Even more so after sirius left. So falling in love with the sun was his first glimpse of the light

3. It gives lily a chance to be a person outside of jily. She isn't automatically attached to a man and it gives her better characterization than I usually see. Plus it opens up opportunities for beautiful Sapphic ships such as pandalily and marylily

4. That same point goes for james too actually. It gives them both a chance to be their own character outside of each other. I personally love it when they both realize they're better as friends and can grow that way

5. The sun and the star. Fucking beautiful imagery. Plus- there is actually one day every single year where the sun and the star regulus actually touch. Its August 23rd!!

6. Sirius loves James, how couldn't regulus? Even if jegulus doesn't happen, im a believer that regulus loved james til the end. Even when he's pulled into the darkness he still loved James. When he does all the horrible things in war he's doing them to protect james and sirius

7. If you like war fics (that aren't canon compliant) I suggest only the brave. One of the best things I've ever read and it really does all the characters well

can someone explain jegulus to me?

i'm being genuine. mentally, i'm still stuck in the marauders fandom of 2021, where many people (myself included) headcanoned reg as aro/ace, so i really can't see him in a romantic relationship. also, to me, jily (together with wolfstar) was just always the wholesome core of the marauders fandom. in all honesty though, i've tried to understand the appeal behind jegulus and just haven't gotten it so far. where's the connection between the two characters? did it start as a hinny parallel or is that just a coincidence? why james and reg out of all people? and what does this ship have that gets people so obsessed with it? looking for genuine answers here

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shunchitaro · 4 years ago

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How haikyuu characters would react to you crying

(Ofc we're starting with my #1 simp😌💅)

1. Tsukishima Kei

Tsukishima was walking down the hallways. He had forgotten his Maths notebook in one of the classrooms he'd been in that day and he desperately needed it to review for next weeks test. He was strolling down the halls with his headset hanging on his neck, his hand in his pocket and the other holding his phone as he scrolled through social media. He was about to go to the classrooms on tje floor above him when he heard a small snifle from one of the classrooms he'd decided to skip (he knew he didn't go in them the whole day). Not knowing what made him do it, he walked up to the classroom door and discreetly opened the door, peering inside.

He saw a small figure at the very corner of the room, knees up to their chest, their hair covering their face. Tsukishima cleared his throat. "Uhm...e-excuse me?" He says. The person at the end of the room flinches as they realize there is another presence. The person looks up, but Tsukishima couldn't recognize the person. Suddenly, a gush of wind blew through the window, letting in the light.

Tsukishima felt as if his heart would break into a million pieces. The person at the cor er of the room was Y/N. Tears were streaking down her face, her eyes sore and red and her hair a mess. Tsukishima didn't like seeing Y/N like this. He quickly walked over to Y/N and knelt in front of her. He didn't know what to do. He quickly took off his volleyball jacket (the black one idk what it's called sooo😗✌️) and set it on Y/N's shoulders. "How dumb can you get pipsqueak? You'll get a cold, it's freezing outside." He whispers harshly, but not too harsh so as to not scare you. You stare up at him through your hair and give him a small sad smile. "A-arigatou, Tsukishima-kun." You whispers and grip onto the fabric. 'Weird..smells just like green candy apples...' you think. The scent calms you down and you soon stop crying, the tears drying on your face.

Tsukishima crawls next to you. You tense up as he puts his hand on your hair, making your head lean on his shoulder. You smile a bit. "I thought I had the 'shorty virus'?" You ask jokingly. You move your head to look up at him and you see a smile about to form on his face, but it immediately goes back to poker face. (Like BrUh just smile already I need it🤧) "This is a one time thing you pipsqueak...you look like you need it." He says, whispering the last bit in embarassment. You give a small laugh as you turn your head to look back at the classroom floor. "Thank you Tsukishima-san, I really did need it." You whisper. "What happened" he says, and you begin to regret saying you really needed the comfort. "I'm not in the mood to tell--" "I wasn't asking pipsqueak. What happened" he cuts you off mid-sentence, and tou could immediately tell he was serious. You sighed. "My team mates have been...a-against me lately." You whisper. You could feel Tsukishima move and you knew he was staring at you. "Be specific, I don't speak 'shorty language" he says. It takes you a while before responding. "You know how i'm part of the girl's volleyball team right..?" You ask, to which you recieve a "hmm" (which meant yes) and you continue your explanation. "We...had a match against Miyamura (was it Miyamura or--) Girl's School. I was the only Middle Blocker available. I couldn't hit Aoi's (random girl from club) sets and we lost." You whisper. "And..? What does the loss have to do with you?" He asks. "They've been giving me the cold shoulder all week and I think it's because they blame me for losing the match." You whisper, tears dripping down your eyes again. "Tch, why the heck are you thinking that?! It's not your fault. Ari or whatever her name is didn't practice setting to you properly. In order for the middle blocker to have a perfect spike, the setter has to make sure that their sets match with the middle blocker's timing. If there's one person to blame it's Ani." He says. You start laughing a bit and you try to cover up your laughs but he hears. "Why are you laughing?" He asked. "Th-thanks for cheering me up Tsukishima-san but her name isn't Ari or Ani. It's Aoi." You reply, laughing a bit. You feel.him ruffling your hair.

"So did it work?" He asks. "What do you mean?" You ask, looking up at him. "Do you feel bettet getting it off of your chest?" He asks. You look back down at the ground and smile. "Yes, thank you Tsukishima-san." You say. You feel him tug at a bit of your hair. "Tsk, just call me Kei pipsqueak, saying my whole last name is a waste of breath." He says. "But what about the others? They all call you Tsukishima." You ask. He snickers "I could care less about the amount ot air that leaves their lungs everytime they say my name." He says and you laugh. You see him take something from his pocket. it was earphones. He inserts one in your ear and one in his. "Wanna listen to music? It'll help you calm down. Your choice" he says and you smile. "Uhm..what about...Einaudi Experience? (Or any song you want)" you ask. This time, you finally see a smile on his face. "That's...my favorite song." He says. He looks at you and you look at him and you both smile and you both look away at the same time, and he played the music, and you both fell asleep.

Sugawara, Tanaka, and Kiyoko were going around the school, looking through classrooms. "Where is Tsukishima? And Y/N? Practice started 15 minutes ago! Kiyoko, look over there." Sugawara said, half worried and half mad. They looked separately until they heard a gasp. They turned to Kiyoko and was able to see her hold her ohone up and snap a pic. "What are you doing, Kiyoko-san?" Suga asks. They come over and they see Tsukishima and Y/N sleeping with each other. "aww...Y/N had a really bad day today and I think Tsukishima found her here." Kiyoko said, her "MY SHIP HAS SAILED" expression seen on her face. Tanaka suddenly felt glad but didnt know why. "So the salt has gone sweet eh? That's new" tanaka says. "oi Goddess, send me that picture. Blackmail reasons." He says. Kiyoko immediately send the picture and Suga has to drag them away to the clubroom

They walk in and Daichi is looking around them. "Where are they?" He asks. Suga grabs Kiyoko's phone and tosses it to Diachi, and he catches it. "The salt is sweet today." Suga says as Daichi looks in shock at the picture. "This is nice and all but they should do that after practice--" daivhi gets cut as Tanaka suddenly appears in front of Daichi holding a volleyball. "Finish that sentence and I won't hesitate to let your friend the floor greet your face with open arms." Tanaka threatens, and Daichi shuts up. "I'd rather live, thank you." He says and walks away.

#anime #tsukishima fanfiction #haikyuu tsukishima #tsukishima x reader #hq tsukishima #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader #tsukishima kei #tsukishima angst

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blake-belladonna-defence-force · 4 years ago

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It's the ✨annoying little shit✨ again

The Gremlin anon😺

Here is the ✨update✨ with what happend ✨yesterday night✨ and also ✨today morning✨

So, after I wrote my roommates conversation with Miss oh honey, I started reading it and

MY GOD!!! GIVE ME A BREAK FROM THE GAY!!!

I'M NOT USED TO THIS KIND OF CONSERN FROM SOMEONE!!! IT'S SO FUCKING ADORABLE!!!

I'M GONNA PASS OUT OF GAY OVERDOSE!!!

I wanna kiss my roommate so bad ;-;

BUT I'M TOO SHY FOR THAT!!!

But before I could panic even more, Miss oh honey gets in (I was in my roommates room because it's bigger than mine since we agreed to sleep together) and asks with big grin on her face "How ya doin?"

"Gay- Gay panic"

"Oh honey you need to make a move soon or roommates name won't handel it"

"What do you mean?"

"Honey you know that they are conserned about you and already doing that ugly sad kitten face"

"I don't think it's ugly"

"Of course you don't, you love roommates name! But now, take my advice and make a bloody move! I WANT PROGRESS IN MY SHIP"

Before I could say anything she got away and shortly after my roommate got back and didn't notice I was there

I was coverd in their blankets like a cotton ball with only my head slightly out, and for the face my roommate was doing they were in auto pilot mode

They literally started changing in front of me

And did I say anything? No cause PANIC

I COULDN'T STOP LOOKING!!!!

I TRIED TO OPEN MY MOUTH TO SPEAK BUT THERE WAS NO SOUND!!!! I COULDN'T AND I FELT LIKE A PERVERT FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO LOOK AWAY!!! I FELT SO BAD ABOUT MYSELF!!!

BUT THANKS TO JESUS AND HOLY MOTHER I GOT CONTROL OVER MY HANDS AND COVERD THE REST OF MY HEAD WITH BLANKETS BEFORE MY ROOMMATE TOOK OUT THEIR PANTS!!!

(I could only see their back since they were turned around BUT if they took their pants off... I don't want more panic and gay thoughts so I wont think about it)

As I evolved into a full white ball of blankets I felt a tap on the blankets. I got my head out and I saw my roommate only with a fucking top on, but with a really sofh expression that made me melt

IT WAS SO CUTE!!! I CAN'T HANDLE THIS!!!

But while I panicked they started laughing and saying that I looked like a cute tiny fluff ball

I never blushed so must for a laugh and a compliment, that laugh was music, I want more ;-;/

FUCKING KISS ME ALREADY!!!

But as I keep staring without being able to say anything they grafmdualy stoped laughing and started looking conserned/sad (sad kitty face here we go again) and then they look down and finally notice they are only with a top on and then they say "oh- sorry" and put a shirt on

BUT I'M NOT GONNA BE QUIET THIS TIME AND I WILL SAY SOMETHING

And what I said was "Nice"

Just that... WHY ON HELL DIDN'T I SAY SOMETHING ELSE!?!? WHY GOD??? WHYYYYY!!!!??

But before I died of embaressment they asked "Nice what?"

"You are nice- I mean- I just- You are nice to me! You always have been since the beggining and uuhh... I just- I don't want you to be sad or- or think you are a jerk just because I got embaressed in the kitchen and uuhh-"

"Wait, how do you know about me thinking that?"

"I- I could hear you two talking"

"shit"

And this when I finally notice how hard blushing!!! Were they that embaressed? But before I could jump into conclusions I rembered Miss oh honeys advice abd asked "Uh- glup Why are you so worried about me?"

Looked at me with an expression I couldn't quite read and said "It's cause- sigh You've already been through so much... You deserve to at least be confortable in your own house, to have a safe place to yourself... Don't you think?"

I just- Give me second I need to CRY MY EYES OUT!!! WHY ARE TOU SO CUTE!?!? WHY!!!?? WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME!!!!???

*incoherent gay gremlin noises*

I didn't notice I was crying until my roommate, with a very conserned voice, asks "Are you ok!? Why are you crying!?"

I kept sobbing until the picked me up, with blankets and all, and hugged me tight

I NEVER FELT SO GAY WITH JUST A HUG!!! IT WAS SO SAFE AND WARM!!!

I MELTED!!! I'M NOW A GAY GREMLIN JELLY!!!

At a certant point they layed down with me and cuddled me. I felt so tiny but yet so loved, it was so good and safe ;w;

Is this what real actually good relationships feel like? Cause I love it ;w;

I'M GAYING SO MUCH OVER THIS!!!

And before we went to sleep, my roommate wiped my tears and said "Well, if it makes you feel better, I think you're hella strong"

"snif What do you mean?"

"I mean- I still about that time I saw you knocking out a guy, that was built like a greek god, twice your sise, in front of our door step!"

"Oh that- that was just-"

"Was just hella impressive!!! I ALMOST DROPED MY FOOD!!!"

THIS IDIOT MAKES ME CRY AND THEN LAUGH AND FEEL HELLA GAY ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!! don't GIVE ME A BREAK!!! I NEED TO REST!!! And that's actually what I said to them, but more like this

"Jesus Crist- Look, let's sleep already before I pass out" AND MANAGE TO SOUND FUCKING CASUAL ABOUT IT!!!

It was because I was really tired

BUT STILL COUNTS AS A VICTORY!!!

So, after I said that, my roommate nods in aproval and fucking kisses me in the forehead

WHAT'S WITH YOU AND MY FOREHEAD!!!??

Anyway, we fell asleep and this morning when I woke up, first thing I do is check tumbler, and when I get there I see shitlords ask about gremlin-fever and the gremlin in back of my head is like pspspsps do iittt

After I send that ask about giving permition for you to use my story as a fanfic I put my phone back in the table, roll over, and PROCEED TO HAVE A FUCKING HEAR ATTACK!!!

THAT DORK ON HAS SHORT AND A TOP COVERING THEM!!! IT'S FUCKING FREEZING OUTSIDE THE BED BUT THEY ARE BOILING!!! LITERAL VOLCANO TEMPERATURE!!!

I'm starting to think that shitlord anon was right about the fevor in a literal way...

BUT THIS IS NOT WHAT BOTHERS ME THE MOST!!!! THE FACT THAT I CAN FEEL EVERY INCH OF SKIN IN THEIR BODY!!!

But them I look down and see their arms around me AND FUCKING HELL HOW STRONG IS THIS BITCH!?!?!

I probably panicked for and hour or so before I realize... I CAN TOUCH IT

I now I'm the volcano!!! But when I start touching their belly OUT OF GAY CURIOSITY

THEY OPENED THEIR EYES AND ASK "What are you doing?"

WHAT DO I ANWSER TO THAT!!!??? I CANNOT JUST SAY I WAS TOUTCHING YOU OUT OF GAY PANIC

BUT IT'S NOT LIKE I HAVE A BETTER EXCUSE THAN THAT!!!

So, as an intellectual, I said "I- I was j-just c-curious to know how it f-feels to touch it"

"You were curious to know how it feels to touch other persons abs?"

"Well... Yeah b-but not- Not, like- I'm inocent I swear!!!"

They started laughing at me and got closer, and with their fucking casualty say "You can it I don't mind, you're inocent after all"

I WANNA DIG A HOLE AND HIDE!!! YE GODS ABOVE HELP ME!!!

But I remberem shitlords anon little tip, and actually got the courage to kiss their forehead. The moment I kiss tgeir forehead they stop laughing and blankly stare at me for a solid minute, BUT THIS TIME I'M GONNA BE THE ONE TEASING BITCH, so I said what shitlord anon said "I was just checking your temperature, you look like you might have a fever"

I MANAGED TO HAVE COURAGE TO SAY THAT WITHOUT SOUNDING LIKE A DYING SQUIRREL!!!!

IT'S REVENGE FOR MY ENDLESS PANICS!!!

They didn't even say anything anymore, they just nooded, IT WAS PRICELESS!!!

But then, Miss oh honey opens the door saying "GOOD MORNING LOVE BIR- Oh- Am I interupting something?"

We both just stare and since she cant se if we have clothes or not due to the blankets she does a shit-eating-grin and says "Oh- Sorry to interrupt your bonding time~ I will let you continue~ giggles"

I DIED RIGHT THERE!!!

But my roommate was FUCKING PISSED

They got out of bed and started chasing her, screaming her name in pure rage!!

And I stayed in the room... Looking at the ceiling... Thinking about my life choices...

BUT PLEASE CAN SOMEONE SEND HELP

I need it ;-;

IT'S TOO MUCH GAY PANICS!!!! HELP!!!

And also, Miss oh honey is gonna sleep here today, cause aparently one of her neighbors has covid, and his wife texted everyone that he is coming back from the hospital so he can rest home (cause the hospitals are all full and he is not having trouble with the desease), like, he got positive a month ago, and Miss oh honey went for test and got negative, she stayed at home for a while to make sure she was okay, and since her covid neighbor wasn't at home with is family cause ge stayed in the hospital (and none of is family has covid, fortunatly)

So, baisically shes gonna stay for while...

Hope ya'll have a nice day/afternoon/evening/night

- gay panic Gremlin anon

Holy shit— you go, Gremlin anon! I don’t think I’ve ever been this proud of a stranger before in my life 😂

Y’all are too cute and I’m dying. Good luck with your roommate and your wingwoman Miss “oh honey”, Gremlin anon xD

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helbertinelli · 4 years ago

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A Different Hope

Chapter 5 - The End

Leia felt an overwhelming sense of fear grip her as she entered the throne room. She looked around at everything as she had never seen the room before. It was usually her father who had to deal with Palpatine and never her. Leia and Vader stopped by the stairs leading up to the throne. Leia was looking over at Vader, trying to follow his lead in case she had to do anything. She figured he most likely dealt with the Emperor before and he knew what it was expected to do.

"Ah Lord Vader and Princess Organa." Palpatine smiled as he was greeting them. "I gave you a job to do Lord Vader, but I found out you have not been very good to keep to it." The Emperor continued. Leia was switching from looking at Vader and at Palpatine. "Maybe you're overdue for another lesson." He added, his creepy smile still plastered on his face.

Despite being scared of the situation she was in, part of Leia felt good about Vader finally being in trouble for once. Even though it came from the wrong place, there were finally some consequences for him.

As Palpatine readied himself to shoot lightning at Vader, he reacted quickly, igniting his lightsaber and trying to block the Emperor's attack. Leia gasped quietly, stepping back quickly as she was watching in shock the two men going against each other.

"You lied to me about Padme!" Vader growled. "I did not kill her. Our child did not die. I could have been with her instead of doing your bidding all these years." He took one step up the stairs leading to the throne and Palpatine shot another stream of lightning at him that kept him from advancing temporarily. "You knew about everything, didn't you? Why did you send me on this mission? Were you expecting me to kill her too like I did so many others? So you can reveal at the end that she was my daughter?" Vader asked as rage was flowing through his entire body.

Palpatine cackled at his statement. "I have to say I had no idea she was your daughter. But that would have been quite unfortunate for you to experience, Lord Vader." Palpatine pulled Vader's lightsaber out of his hands before resuming the lightning strikes. Vader fell to his knees, screaming in pain as the electricity was frying everything in his suit. "You will learn your place though." Palpatine stood up from the throne, levitating Vader with ease, and he started contorting his mechanical left arm and legs to the point where they were about to fall out of their sockets. As Vader fell to the floor, the lightning resumed and Vader's screams filled the room once more.

"No!" Leia shouted. She was trembling in fear at the sight of Vader being tortured. She hated him, but part of her knew he was not lying about her being his daughter. Just a moment ago he repeated that claim to Palpatine. She knew it had to be true. He was her father. As much as she hated him, she could not just sit by and watch him suffer and do nothing to stop it.

Palpatine laughed again at her plea, stopping his attack on Vader to look over at her. He enjoyed the terror he saw on her face, just as much as he enjoyed the same fear Vader gave off when Palpatine stopped attacking him. Vader was breathing shallowly, his breathing was raspy and sounded even more broken than before. He was relieved that the pain stopped, but he was more worried that Palpatine might hurt Leia for trying to interfere. The Emperor started cackling louder and he resumed his lightning attack on Vader, causing the Sith Lord to cry out in pain once again.

Leia hated this feeling of powerlessness, of feeling nothing but fear and not being able to do anything about it. "Stop!" She screamed. Her shriek was followed by a wave of Force born of her fear and anger at what she was witnessing. It slammed the Emperor back into the throne and it made him lose his concentration for the lightning bolts he was shooting out of his hands.

She looked in shock at what she just did. This was like nothing she had ever experienced before, but somehow it came naturally to her right now. Although the burst of Force was unintentional, she knew it would not be perceived as such. She took deep breaths, keeping her eyes on the body of the Emperor. She did not know what to expect or what will happen if he got up. When the Emperor seemed as if he wouldn't get back up, Leia turned towards Vader to make sure he was still alive.

"Da-..." She started but then screamed in pain. Palpatine was waiting for her to be distracted to get back up and punish her. He shot lightning through her body, laughing hysterically.

"Who knew you really were your father's daughter?" He cackled. "I could teach you to control it. You could be strong. You have so much potential. All you have to do is join me." Palpatine smirked, still torturing her and leaving her unable to respond.

"Nooo!" Vader yelled, his fear of Palpatine turning his attention to his daughter now realized. "You will not take her from me!" Vader growled, clutching Palpatine's throat in a Force choke. He squeezed his fingers together as Palpatine was clawing at his throat and Leia stopped being attacked.

"Leia, go!" Vader pleaded, but she stayed put, frozen in place by fear and pain. Vader continued his choke on Palpatine. Although he was not as powerful as he once was, his desire to save his child from the Emperor filled him with immense strength. In the end, Vader let go of Palpatine once he felt the Emperor's life force gone.

"Leia..." Vader turned to look at her once it was all over. He wanted to say more but his attack on Palpatine along with the torture he just experienced took a great toll on his body and he collapsed next to his daughter.

-- Chapter 6 - Twin Suns

Anakin woke up on the couch of his and Padme's apartment on Coruscant. His head was resting on Padme's lap and Leia, who was about three years-old this time, was sitting on his chest and watching cartoons.

"What happened?" Anakin asked groggily, looking up at his wife, who was playing with his hair.

"You fell asleep watching Bantha Tales with Leia." Padme smiled, pushing Anakin's hair out of his face and running her fingers through it.

Anakin stretched out on the couch, causing Leia to wobble slightly as she was trying to keep her balance on his chest. She looked over at Anakin, frowning at him for disturbing her. He smiled at her reaction.

"I'm sorry, baby." He wrapped his arms around her, sitting up slowly and kissing her cheek. Leia ignored him, her attention dedicated to her cartoons as she started to hum along to the theme song of Bantha Tales. Anakin couldn't help but smile again. Seeing his family together filled his heart with joy.

When Vader woke up from his dream, he found himself aboard his ship. He had new limbs installed and while he was still in pain, it was just the sort that he was forced to deal with everyday. His mask and costume were removed as they both got damaged during Palpatine's torture. He was connected to various machines that ensured he was kept alive and there were droids that were there to assist him.

"Thanks for saving me from the Emperor, Lord Vader." Leia said to him once she noticed he was awake. "We're on your ship, on Alderaan. I reassembled the limbs you've lost. We're even now." She explained dryly. "My father and some other senators are working on a new way to lead the Galaxy now that the Emperor is gone."

Vader listened to her. It hurt him that Leia would not accept him and that he was still Darth Vader in her eyes. He sighed quietly. There were so many things he wanted to tell her. He did not know if she would be willing to listen to it all, but he at least had to try to ask for her forgiveness before anything else.

"Leia... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for hurting you all these years, for trusting the Emperor. I'm sorry for what I did to our family. You and Padme deserved so much better." He looked at her, finally through his eyes rather than through the lenses of his mask. He felt his eyes stinging with tears as his words and his heart were filled with regret over everything that he did and over missing out on everything that could have been. His voice was not distorted by his mask anymore and he was glad to use his own voice too to speak to her.

Leia sighed before taking a deep breath and looking over at her father. She wanted to yell at him, to throw his apology right back at him and chew him out about how it will never be enough to make up for all the pain he has caused not just her, but to everyone else in the Galaxy too. She had no more interest in fighting with him, though. His time was over and thanks to him, Palpatine was no more and the Empire was soon to share the same fate as its Emperor. Seeing him without him mask made Leia realize who Vader really was. He was not some threatening Sith Lord anymore. He looked like a regular man, a man who was hurt and sad. She could see parts of his face still resembling Anakin, but mostly she was glad that he looked nothing like the man she knew to be her biological father. That way she could still love Anakin without having to forgive Vader.

"Please forgive me, my daughter." Vader repeated, noticing the pained look on Leia's face. It broke his heart that he was not be able to help her in any way, that he could not take her pain away, that he could not make her happy.

Leia stood up, taking one last look at him before exiting his chamber and his ship.

Vader became overcome with tears as Leia left. He knew he lost her too. He was not certain that he ever had a chance of getting back to her, but he still had a sliver of hope that she would forgive him in the end and they could be a family. That remnant of hope was all gone now, though and his wails filled the ship. He was truly alone now. For the first time in his life, he realized he was truly alone. He had no more family and even Palpatine was gone this time. There was no one left but himself and the few droids that were looking after him.

He shut his eyes, still sobbing loudly when he felt a pair of hands touch his face. He felt someone pressing her forehead to his and her lips onto his. He opened his eyes to look at the woman standing in front of him.

"I'm never letting you go, Ani. You'll always have me." Padme spoke softly, caressing his face.

"She’s gone." He sniffled, drawing quick breaths as he tried to stop himself from crying. "I couldn't fix it, Padme. She hates me." His tears started again at the mention of Leia hating him.

"She'll come around. She is our daughter and deep down she cares about you too. She's headstrong like her father, but she has your kind heart too." Padme wrapped her arms around him when Vader pulled himself loose from the vertical platform where he was reassembled and he fell to his knees. "Leia isn't our only child. She has a twin brother, Luke." He looked up at her when she revealed that last part.

"We had twins?" He asked, his voice trembling. He felt both pain and happiness. Our family would have been so beautiful, he thought to himself. "Where is Luke?" He asked Padme. "Do you think he'll want me in his life? Do you think he'll want to forgive me?"

"Of course he will. And Leia will, too." She reassured, holding her husband in an embrace. "Take her with you, to Luke. He's on Tatooine."

That night, in the Organa household, Leia recounted to Bail the events that happened while Vader was her bodyguard. She had already told him that Vader was the one who killed Palpatine, but she purposefully left out the details of her being related to Vader. Now she decided it was time to tell him everything.

Although Bail knew the story of Leia being the daughter of Anakin who then turned to the dark side and only existed as Darth Vader, he still listened to his daughter tell her story. When she finished talking, Bail pulled her into a hug and placed a kiss onto her forehead. It was now his turn to reveal the rest of her story and tell her the complete story of Anakin and Padme from when he first met them until the moment Leia came home with him and her brother was sent with Obi-Wan to Tatooine.

Leia was surprised to hear she had a brother, a twin nonetheless. She was sad that they had to be separated and while she understood their reasoning for it, she was still not happy that she had to grow apart from her twin brother.

"I need to go find him. He needs to know too." She told her father and Bail agreed with her.

"I cannot come with you, but you can take C-3PO and R2-D2. They will be good traveling companions. And I will make sure you have everything you need." He smiled as Leia threw her arms around him and hugged him.

The next day, Vader showed up to the Organa residence just as Leia was packing for her journey to Tatooine.

"What do you want?" Leia frowned at the sight of him. She threw some more clothes in a suitcase, before walking back to her closet to grab others.

"Leia..." He spoke her name as softly as he could. Saying her name brought him comfort, it reminded him of his time with Padme, of the time when he believed he still could be with her and their children. "I have found out that you have a twin brother, Luke. He's on Tatooine. I need you to come with me to him. Please." He pleaded to her.

She raised her brows in surprise at his new demeanor. Leia stood silent for a while, considering her options. She did not trust Vader still, but she knew he would not try to hurt her. She was not sure how Luke would react to him, though and she decided that Luke should not have to face Vader alone. Leia knew it was probably futile to try to convince Vader not to go after his son, so she decided not to try that. She knew if she left now, he would follow and there is a chance of him finding Luke first, which she did not want happening.

"Fine. I will come with you, but I have some demands." Leia spoke, trying to sound more official than before while she finished packing. Vader nodded in agreement. "My droids will come with me, too. You cannot hurt anyone at all while I am there. I get to talk to Luke alone before you do. And you have to take both of us back to Alderaan after we find him."

"You have my word." Vader promised before taking one look at the droids, the same ones who once belonged to him and his wife.

"Well, then let's not waste any more time." Leia reached to grab her suitcase, but Vader grabbed it for her first. She looked at him, frowning at first, but then decided to let it go and allow him to help her. She walked with him towards his ship, the two droids were following behind them. He made sure to walk slower than usually so that she would not have to struggle to keep up with him, since she was much shorter than him. Leia kept looking over at him while they walked. She thought about many things. She was wondering how the journey will go for the three of them. She was worried Luke might not like her or even want to leave his current home. She knew she most likely would not leave Alderaan if anyone asked her to. She was also worried about Vader and how going to find Luke together will make her see him differently.

"You could pilot." Vader said to her once they got on the ship. He remembered the times when he was a Padawan and the joy it brought him when he was allowed to pilot. He did not know much of what Leia liked, but he figured that her being a Skywalker meant she also liked flying. He loved flying and even Padme was a great pilot even though she did not spend most of her time aboard a ship.

"Me?" She asked, taken by surprise by his request.

"Yes, if you want to."

"I wasn't that great during my practice lessons." She warned, feeling a bit embarrassed to have to admit that to Vader.

"That's not a problem. I'll help if things go bad." He assured.

"Why do you want me to pilot?" She raised her brow, looking at him. She knew he was trying to get close to her, but she also really wanted to fly. It did not happen too often that she had the chance to fly and her last instructor told her she should never be allowed to fly after Leia let the ship spin out of control before crashing it belly-up above the balcony of the Organa home.

"This was originally your mission, so you should fly." Vader answered. She nodded, not willing to tell him that she would have asked R2 or Threepio to pilot instead. She took the pilot seat while Vader sat next to her.

"Okay, R2, give us a course to Tatooine." She asked as the astromech beeped happily and plugged himself in to the ship's controls to chart a course for them. With their coordinates ready, Leia lifted the ship and took off towards Tatooine.

Notes:

- I might write one-shots about Leia and Vader’s adventures while on the “road“ to Tatooine. And maybe I’ll write the story where they meet Luke. I have some more ideas of Vader teaching her a bit about the Force and even the two of them talking about the Force. Maybe Leia asking Vader to break some of the promises he’s made to her before the journey. I even thought about writing a funny one where Leia gets a crush on someone they meet and Vader is like “panik!“

- Leia will eventually come to terms that Vader is her dad and that he can change and be good again.

Chapter 1 - Her Eyes / Chapter 2 - Dreams

Chapter 3 - Anakin and Padme / Chapter 4 - The Ghosts of Polis Massa

#anidala #vaderdala #anakin skywalker #leia organa #darth vader #skyfam #my fics #a different hope

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Helfert, Joachim Murat, Chapter 6, Part 5

Things are getting ugly now, brace yourselves.

Rarely has anyone been more fatally self-deceived than Joachim Murat, when he convinced himself that he need only present himself on the soil of his former kingdom and everything would fall to him. And for the full measure of his misfortune he had chosen the coast of Calabria, that stretch of land where the old dynasty had always found its enthusiastic followers willing to make sacrifices, while Murat's name, which was conflated with that of the madman Manhès, was virtually maligned and cursed there. But even elsewhere in the country, with the rapidly changing impressions of the southerners, his memory was not merely obliterated, as if a century had passed since then: everything connected with his actions, everything that reminded one of him, was as if it had been tainted. His officials, many of whom the new government had left in their positions, were looked upon with disdain and persecuted by the population; indeed, there were violent acts, bloody uprisings against them, so that the government had to intervene with all the severity of the law.

An example of this is given in the following footnote:

Jablonovski PS. ad numerum 12 of 21. September 2, mentions such an uprising in Salerno, in which several Murat officials were killed; a royal commission came from Naples and now eleven of the mutineers were sentenced to death: "il arrive à chaque instant de pareils événements; la présence de nos troupes les empêche dans la capitale, et si elles quittaient Naples aujourd'hui, demain tous ceux qui avaient été employés par Murat seraient égorgés". See also n. 13 on 3 October: "Dans les provinces qui étaient oprimées sous le gouvernement de Murat les passions haineuses de cette nation agissent avec plus de force".

Apparently, some people were disappointed that they were not allowed any excesses after the change of government. Helfert continues:

At the Court of Naples in the first days of October, nothing was known about Murat's departure from Ajaccio, nor was it possible to know anything about it: on the other hand, other news had arrived which upset the King in the extreme. Jablonovski, towards whom the monarch was always of the most winning friendliness, noticed a change in the monarch's behaviour at the cercle on October 4, the name day of Emperor Francis, which was always festively celebrated at Ferdinand's court. None of the ministers was able to tell our envoy what the king had against him until Princess Partanna, whom Ferdinand alone had taken into his confidence, told him: it was a coded dispatch from Prince Castelcicala which had arrived from Paris and informed the monarch that Austria had offered Murat an asylum within her borders. Jablonovski seized the first opportunity to confront Circello on the matter. "Shouldn't your King prefer," he said, "that Murat should stay 200 miles from Naples, under the eyes and supervision of a powerful ally of His Majesty, rather than having to constantly fear that the adventurer might land at a point on the coast which, because of its great extent, can never be properly guarded, and disturb the peace of the kingdom? Of course he won't succeed, that's what our troops are for. But he can cause enough unrest and disorder, especially if, as is not at all improbable, he joins forces with the Barbaresques and sets out to do mischief".

The argument was plausible and had all the greater effect because just in the last few days, October 4 and 5, reports had been received that put our envoy's ideas in a peculiar light. Murat's squadron had not gone entirely unnoticed on the Neapolitan coast: on the 4th a vessel had been observed near Sorrento which was thought to be a pirate ship and which seemed to be waiting for others like it; on the 5th a similar signal had arrived in the port of Salerno. The two pieces of news caused all the more concern in government circles because at the same time Baron Lebzeltern sent a message from Rome to the commandant of Gaëta, who reported to the capital without delay that Murat had left the port of Ajaccio with several ships.

All these facts also came to the knowledge of the diplomats of the friendly powers, at least to that of Jablonovski, who reported on them to his Cabinet on 6 and 7 October. On the other hand, what was decided at court remained a secret for the time being. They could only conclude from all sorts of signs and hints that the King's Council had agreed on a drastic measure. Our envoy and the British one thought that orders had been issued to all coastal points to treat Joachim Murat with martial law if he were seized with arms in his hand. Medici had also given orders to all commanders of the troops posted along the coasts from Salerno to Calabria to take the severest measures against those citizens who would join the ex-king. A Captain Spadea, who had returned from Sicily and was therefore undoubtedly familiar in court circles, informed Guglielmo Pepe privately "that much blood would flow in the kingdom in a short time".

Pizzo is, or was at that time, a town of about 8000 inhabitants situated on a height close to the sea, on the shore of which, where one used to land, there were individual houses and magazines. From the coast, at that time rather bumpy and uncomfortable, a path wound up to the town, which led to the main square and continued over the latter in the somewhat steeply rising road leading to Monteleone. On a hill overlooking the town on the left, in the direction in which we enter the town in our minds, there was a castle dominating the Rhine and the town.

Murat's small band, not counting himself, consisted of 29 heads, 26 of them militairs. He wore a uniform of sky-blue cloth, colonel's epaulettes, a tricorn on his head, but no medal or decoration of any kind on his chest. Some people who were on the beach during the disembarkation ran to watch the unusual spectacle and, while the Muratists kept shouting "Evviva il Re Gioacchino!", returned the greeting forced upon them. The same was the case with individuals who came to meet them as the group marched up the mountain path. Thus they arrived at the main square, where a lot of people had gathered, attracted both by the festival day and by the strange procession. The people's expressions reflected curiosity, astonishment, surprise, but not joy. On the contrary, when Murat addressed them, talking about redemption, about liberation, a woman from the people shouted at him: "You talk to us about the freedom you want to give us and you had three of my sons shot"!

This anecdote apparently goes back to Ferdinand of Naples personally, at least Helfert says in a footnote: "Tu parli di libertà e mi hai fatto fucilare tre figli! This turn the king told Prince Jablonovski, No. 15 to the 15th of October 2."

That was a wicked interjection! From their barracks appeared the coastguard, 15 men of artillery under Lieutenant Barba, armed and in their old uniform. "Behold my soldiers!" exclaimed Murat, turning to them: "Do you recognise your king? Shout: Long live King Joachim!" An official of the Duke of Infantado named Alcalà and others ran up to them and exhorted: "Shout: Long live Ferdinand!" They did neither, which Murat interpreted as a good sign that the old soldier's spirit would persuade them in his favour. But it was only amazement, or if you will, a kind of enchantment, which the unexpected appearance of the former king with his commanding and winning appearance exercised on them, as well as on the majority of those gathered in general.

While this was going on, two or three young people had approached Murat's entourage and persuaded them that nothing could be done here in Pizzo, that the population was stubborn, but that in Monteleone the "king" would certainly find his party! So Murat ordered the departure for Monteleone and called on the gunners to join him. They did not do so, but they followed his march at some distance. Joachim could no longer rest; he was not prepared for such a cool, even ambiguous reception. He strode hastily up the mountain road, so that, out of practice from the long sea voyage and affected by the excessive excitement, he had to pause to catch his breath. The coastguard was a good distance behind, marching slowly, as if irresolute, while from the town a crowd of armed men was seen approaching, by whom the artillerymen were soon overtaken. The ex-king's leaders became suspicious and urged them to hurry: "see if we can reach Monteleone as soon as possible!" But they were already close at hand, preceded in passionate haste by a gendarmerie captain named Trentacapilli; he had formerly been a gang leader, General Manhès had had three of his brothers hanged. "The general and all of you will follow me to Pizzo!" he commanded. "It behoves you," Murat replied, "to obey your king and escort him to Monteleone!" Murat's officers wanted to pounce on the audacious man, but Joachim resisted them, and he was allowed to return to his troop, from which shots were now fired. The Murat's wanted to return fire, but their master would not allow it: I do not want even one of my subjects to lose his life for the sake of my landing!

But he realised that all was lost. He and his officers, while his few men were soon crushed and overcome by the superior force, sought to reach the shore of the sea quickly, not on the paved path, but down the slope over hill and dale, with their pursuers hard on their heels, with whom they fought on the way. A single boat was found on the shore, which the officers wanted to unhitch in a hurry to head for Barbara's Trabacolo, which, instead of waiting nearby as he had been ordered, was cruising far from the shore on the high seas. But in the agitated haste, the boat could not be disentangled, and already the few were surrounded on all sides, and fists armed with sabres, axes and picks were raised against them. At this Murat surrendered: "Here you have my sword, but spare the lives of these brave men who have followed me into my misfortune!"

These words were only like an invitation to the enraged to turn their threats into action. Captain Pernice and Sergeant Giovannini fell to their deaths at Murat's side, Franceschetti fell to the ground badly hit, Lieutenant Moltedo and three others were wounded. They were seized, led or rather dragged, some of them barely able to carry themselves, into the village, under constant threats, punches and blows that spared the ex-king as little as his fellow victims. More than once an axe was raised to split Murat's head, if others had not intervened and prevented it. At this, speeches were heard which struck Joachim more sensitively than their weapons: "Were there not enough of these unfortunates? Had you not drunk your fill of the blood of your victims? Did you again need scaffolds and gallows?" He was almost completely stripped of his clothes, everything he carried was taken from him, and Trentacapilli did not miss a single thing: his money and his diamonds, his bills of exchange, his passport, everything he had to hand over. To seal his misfortune, a copy of his manifesto and his decree were found in his wallet, the incontestable proof of his hostile intention, the clear refutation of his pretence that he had only wanted to land on the coast in order to obtain the means to continue his journey to Trieste!

#joachim murat #caroline murat #hundred days #napoleon #naples 1815 #helfert murat

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