#gods imagine how different things would have turned out for both of them if they'd met while alive

[justarandomhelluvablog]

sorry sorry last time I'm talking about huskerdust tonight but does it fuck anyone else up knowing that Husk and Angel basically lived at the same time but were on opposite sides of the country. But also Husk went traveling. Like these two could have met while they were alive and wouldn't even know it. They didn't even know the other existed until they met at the hotel

Like I have. so many thoughts about this.

[starry-bi-sky]

I'm slowly becoming obsessed with the childhood friends au and it's mostly bc of something you said in the tags of an ask lol. you mentioned that they weren't soulmates they were something better. that they were two balls of yarn they batted around until they were intertwined, that they chose and continue to choose to be as close as two souls can be.

it's so poetic, the idea that fate has nothing to do with it. they looked at each other and said this is it, that's the one. It makes me think of so many different quotes but here's just a few. Hozier "lay me gently in the cold dark earth, no grave can hold my body I'll crawl home to her (him)" or like patroclus saying that if Achilles were to die that "all things soft and beautiful would be buried with him" and poor Danny grieving so long and so hard because "what is grief if not love perserving?" when you're in love with someone, that person is the lighthouse of your universe and to lose them is to be thrown to a tempestuous sea.

and thinking of their reunion makes me feel a little crazy too cause I see what you've been plotting and it just makes me think of how their relationship is going to be at first. like here's a person that you love so deeply and it's been so long since you've seen them and you've both changed since. will they click back together seemingly effortlessly? attached at the hip for a bit because they're both/or one is scared of being separated again? or will there be some friction for a while while they try to realign their pieces to fit together, to figure out what's different and what's practically the same? "you are a language I am no longer fluent in but still remember how to read"

sorry for rambling, I love them your honor.

🫵 DONT YOU DARE APOLOGIZE FOR RAMBLING I LOVE GETTING RAMBLING ASKS. AND SAME.

There was this one sound on tiktok that I heard that reminded me of them, and I just went and found it, and it goes: "I would recognize you in another lifetime entirely in different bodies, different times, and i would love you in all of this. Until the very last star in the sky burnt out into oblivion." and the first time i heard it i literally thought "this is CFAU Danny and Jason"

AND YEAH THEY JUST. I love devoted characters, i love when characters are so deeply devoted and loyal to each other its like you can't imagine them being anywhere else but at each other's side. That wasn't wholly my intent when I first came up with CFAU last fall, but god I am not complaining about how it turned out. My favorite part of the chapter 1 rewrite is making sure Danny's devotion to Jason was reciprocal.

god those quotes. they're so accurate too. yeah. i thought about this au once in the context of a soulmate au, and just couldn't get behind it. It made their whole dynamic felt cheapened, like of course they're soulmates; it was destined. When no, it wasn't. They made it that way.

(If the two of them were somehow transported to a universe with soulmate marks, they would not have matching symbols. That's okay, Danny and Jason don't need them to be. They'd pick up a tattoo gun or a pen and make their own. They wouldn't call it a soulmate mark, just a them mark.)

("Why should I share my soul with some schmuck I don't know? I want to share my soul with you.")

yeah. their reunion is. ! about as exactly as intense as it needs to be :]. They've both changed so much, and they're both scared of being separated again. Jason purposely stayed away from Amity because he knew he couldn't keep away if he didn't. Being back together again is like having a piece of them returned.

SPEAKING OF QUOTES. Here's one:

I don't believe in the death that you're bringing The reason I'm living is you Wherever you go That's where I'll be Even if death tags along, I don't mind It's still you and me I'll never leave you alone

"Death's At My Door" - The Outsiders Musical

[actual-changeling]

I think in like. 90% of "they're handcuffed to each other" scenarios, they would not care. It would barely affect their work at all. They'd keep them on even once they have the key because this is the perfect 'for the love of God, do NOT get kidnapped again' insurance.

However.

There are those delicious 10% right in the middle of the Diana mess that would make for the most painful, angsty, hurt/comfort fic you can imagine. Arcadia, but turned up to 11.

This was not supposed to be anything resembling said fic and instead stay a shitpost—but here we are.

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They're fighting over who gets to be in charge of movement immediately, and they do not stop . They keep tripping because they decide to suddenly walk in two different directions, and their wrists are chafed and bloody.

They keep going like that for a while until their lack of coordination and teamwork almost gets them killed, and then they're stuck hiding in a small, dark space, forced to TALK.

Imagine a janitor's closet or a small, windowless bathroom.

First, there's silence.

Then, one of them dares to say a word, and suddenly they're at each other's throats, going straight for the jugular.

Petty fighting turns into insults, which turn into months of pent-up emotions spilling out without any control over how, and they both say things they'll definitely regret later on.

Until it finally reaches a breaking point when Mulder—annoyed, frustrated, confused—cuts her off and says, "You're making it personal again, Scully."

Her mouth closes with an audible click, and she freezes before shuffling as far away from him as she possibly can. He realises he has fucked up. A lot.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean—"

"Oh, you meant it, Mulder; don't backpedal. You meant it now, and you meant it back then too."

"Scully—"

"Shut up."

She's exhausted. So fucking tired. You made me a whole person to get her to stay, and she'd believed him. Damn it all, she had believed him. Just for him to turn it into a lie and destroy her trust within seconds.

"What does it take? For this thing to come up and bite you on the ass? I saw these creatures. I saw them burst to life. You would've seen them, too, but you were infected with that virus. You were passed out over my shoulder."   "Mulder, I know what you did. I know what happened to me, but without ignoring the science, I can't… Listen, Mulder. You told me that my science kept you honest. That it made you question your assumptions. That by it, I'd made you a whole person. If I change now… it wouldn't be right or honest."   "I'm talking about extraterrestrial life alive on this planet in our lifetime. Forces that dwarf and precede all human history. I'm sorry, Scully, but this time your science is wrong."

He had walked away from her without a second of hesitation, and she wishes she could walk away from him now.

Six years of loyalty and trust, and for what? To end up as the second-best, easily forgotten choice? To be wanted not for herself but as a placeholder, a substitute for someone else?

Forgiveness, over and over, without hesitation, and Mulder took it for granted. Of course, she will do what he wants. Even when he goes behind her back. Even when he tricks her into it. Even when he leaves her behind with barely a word. Even when she has no reason to do it except because it's him.

Because it's personal.

It has always been personal, but suddenly it's a fallacy she spun out of nothing and not the foundation of their partnership.

"I shouldn't have said that, Scully, i—"

I'm asking you to trust my judgment. To trust me.

"Mulder, shut. up."

He hadn't trusted her. She still trusts him and hates herself for it. What's the point of trusting someone when the reward is rejection and loneliness? When he stopped trusting her God knows how long ago?

The skin on her right wrist burns with abrasions, but she refuses to budge. Pain is sharp and honest, grounding and constant. She trusts pain more than she trusts him.

Time is hard to tell in the dark, it could be minutes or hours of waiting until she can feel his fingertips brush against her palm; she suppresses the urge to flinch. Mulder's touch is warm and light, not meant to ask but to offer, and her body betrays her mind and allows him to interlace their fingers.

God, she misses him. 

Underneath all that bubbling anger and lingering betrayal, she misses her partner. She misses him and the person she knows she can be with him—lighthearted, happy, alive. Contented hours of searching through files and writing reports have become a necessary sacrifice; suffocating spans of time she counts down by the minute.

It was never about the desk. It is not about Diana, not really. 

Maybe the darkness makes them both a bit braver, a bit softer around the edges, because she lets out a deep sigh and wills the tension to leave her muscles. If they keep going the way they have in recent weeks, they will break apart sooner rather than later, and she doesn't want to lose him, she never has. 

All she wants is to get her best friend back and to keep him for however long the world will allow. Not a clean slate or a new beginning, but a second chance for both of them. 

Caught between either extending an olive branch or ending up alone, it is easy to choose. Because it's personal, always has been, and always will be.

The pressure around her wrist disappears when she stops trying to keep her arm from him, and he hesitantly squeezes her hand—she slowly squeezes back.

"I'm sorry. for all of it. I never meant to hurt you, but I did, and I'm so, so sorry."

Scully pushes herself backward so she is leaning against him again, and when she closes her eyes, she can almost pretend they're somewhere, anywhere else, and she's finally coming home.

"I know, Mulder. I know."

[fatuismooches]

I AM HAVING SO MUCH BRAIN ROT AUUUUGHHH

Just imagine with me for a moment... Insinuating that they have a crush on reader or like... that they want to kiss

Like the "Oh my god... You have a crush on me, that's so embarrassing of you!!" Or the whole "You wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid."

And both times it's funny because you're already together.

Reader says to Dottore he has a crush on them. Every single segment just turns to face them and their faces get red simultaneously. Over a dozen blushing Dottores just hiding it in various different ways as they go back to what they were doing but one thing is the same. All of their ears are bright red.

Or with Pantalone. "You have a crush on me, that's embarrassing." And be just... smiles. Tilts his head to the side. "I can assure you, I'm not embarrassed. Must I buy you another gift to prove that?" And Reader immediately has to explain, no, it was a joke, please stop spending ao much money on me. And yet, the next day they open their door to an entire basket full of their favorite things.

CAPITANO OML. Even insinuate he has a crush and he's even more silent than usual. He is a little embarrassed about it. Later, comes to Reader all worried that he was being too affectionate and it was too obvious when literally all he did was place a hand on their waist when he had to pass by.

AJSJKDJDNRN I LOVE THEM

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THIS IS CANON. READER TEASES THEIR HUSBANDS NONSTOP.

The teasing isn't really anything new for Dottore and the segments, they've dealt with it for so long, dating back all the way to the Akademiya! You'd think they'd be immune to it by now, and well, they probably are for the most part, but you are the person who they can never always accurately predict for a reason. They love you for that but... it can be not in their favor sometimes. This would arise when Dottore tells you something along the lines of taking care of yourself better... something very much only ever afforded to you. This is TOTAL crush behavior, and you would instantly get giddy and inform him of his oh-so-embarrassing crush. The lab has never been so silent... save for your cackling, as the younger, more defensive segments deny it (for some odd reason) as the older ones stay silent ignoring the rising heat in their systems, while the original stands there, bracing for the oncoming headache.

And then Pantalone is just one irritatingly smooth man. You hate it and love it at the same time. Every single time you try to tease him he just brushes it off and returns it ten times harder. It stems from the fact Pantalone is very much aware of his love for you and proud of it - how could he not fall for a person as wonderful as you? Why would he ever be embarrassed? He accepts it wholly and he's more than willing to flaunt it. So declaring his crush on you just makes him double down more. In fact, he's very glad you're conscious of his crush on you. It makes it easier to justify the amount of money he spends on you without a second thought. Meanwhile, you're slightly regretting giving him another excuse to dish out more Mora but in the end, you just can't be mad at this man.

Oh, poor, poor Capitano... this little guy can't understand the joke at first. Are you making fun of him? Should he... not have a crush on you? Was that a bad thing? But you were laughing... he's happy to see you smile but at the same time, he is confused. He spends the whole day thinking about the encounter and what you could have meant by that. When he comes home all serious, you're initially worried for the worst but then he's concerned over him showing you affection. You vehemently apologize to him because you felt bad. After that, you always make sure to let him know how much you love him and how affectionate he is for you! You also always let him know it's okay to tease you back but... um, he is terrible at that.

[kararomanoff]

Actually scratch the Wanda part and make it g!p daddy nat or fuck it both of them, Wanda being readers step mom and Natasha being Wanda's friend(this is for the previous request).

a big girl gift

this was written by a minor, if you don’t like that that’s okay you don’t need to read.

warning; smut, daddy nat, mommy wanda, step-mom wanda, bj, p in v sex, pet names, innocence kink, masturbating, age difference (legal), g!p wanda, g!p nat

your step-mom, wanda, and her friend Natasha had wanted to give you a special gift for a long time and they decied your birthday is the perfect day to give it to you.....

''happy birthday kotenok'' Wanda spoke softly as she woke you with a kiss to your forehead, today was finally the day she would give you her very special gift.

''mhm no mommy need more sleep'' you whine, you had started calling wanda mommy about one month ago when she told you that now her and your dad had been married for a few months she felt closer to you and that you calling her mommy was the next step and it would make her very happy if you did, as the innocent little thing you are you didn't pick up on the filthiness you where just so happy to have her.

''but its your birthday'' Wanda said excitedly, sure she was maybe excited for the wrong reasons but at least she was here unlike your father, Wanda and your father weren't close, Wanda married him for the money and everyday she felt bad for doing so but he is a horrible man and you where the sweetest girl that she need to keep away from bad so that always made her feel better because she helped you.

you popped your head out from under the covers and looked at Wanda with excitement ''its my birthdayyy yayayayyayay'' you shouted and jumped out of bed paying no attention to the fact you where only wearing panties and a vest top.

Wanda came over to you hugging you tight ''did you not hear me the first time?'' she asks happily with a smile on her face as you shake your head, Wanda pulls back holding you at arms length ''andddddd Natasha's down stairs'' she watches as you some how grow more excited.

“natty bear!!!” You exclaimed as you ran out your room and down the stairs till you jumped in her lap

''hiii detka'' Natasha rubs your hips trying to stop herself from fucking into you with no end as you straddle her lap, it wasn't time yet but god seeing you in only your panties and vest top effected her as she felt herself grow hard at the sight.

Natasha was Wanda best friend and you had now known her for the same-ish amount of time you have known Wanda. Natasha come over a lot because of your liking in her but also because her and Wanda both understood each others wants for a girl as innocent as she was the day she was born.

you layed your head on Nat’s shoulders and rubbed you nose on her neck completely unaware of Natasha's dick aching underneath you.

Natasha watches as Wanda walks in with your new birthday dress that they picked especially for you, the dress they'd take all innocence for you in.

''baby look at the gift me and your mommy got you'' Natasha says, you shuffle in her lap so you can see Wanda as she holds up a short pink satin dress

''mommy!! i love it!!!!! can i put it on now?'' they knew you'd be excited but you where more excited than they thought you'd be

''of course baby'' Wanda smiles, you get up from Natasha's lap and lift your vest top over your head and then drag your panties down your legs, you take the dress out of Wanda's hands then pull it over you head till it sits perfectly.

you turn around to face Nat again '' do you like it Natty bear?'' you ask with pure curiosity ''of course i do sweetheart'' she gets up to kiss the top of your head and then walks to the bathroom to jerk off.

you sat in the kitchen rambling as Wanda cuts you strawberries completely unaware to moaning coming from the bathroom as Natasha pumps her hand up and down her shaft imagining how its going to feel to fuck you as you beg her to stop, tears stream down your face as she spanks your ass telling you ''your gonna take all of daddy for as long as daddy wants whining isnt going to help you baby'' Natasha cums in a cup at the thought.

she walks back into the kitchen as if nothing happend and passes the cup to Wanda as you continue to ramble about your ideas for today ''drizzle this on her strawberries'' she whispers in Wanda's ear with a smirk.

Wanda brings your bowl of strawberries over to you at the table, you stare at them ''mommy whats that on the top?''

''well its your birthday so you got special icing on the top'' she lies excited to see you eat your cum covered strawberries

''mhmmmmmmm....yummyy.... mommy can i have this with my strawberries again please its sooooo good'' you moan as you take a bite, Nat and Wanda smirk, Wanda looks over at Natasha as your distracted and mouths to her 'genius'

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you all spend the day doing poetry painting and then go to the zoo but after that you ask to go home and have a movie marathon, they liked that idea very much because there are definitely tons of movies that make it easier for them to bring there plan of tonight in to conversation.

Natasha picked a movie as you and Wanda got snacks ''pleaseeeeee mommy i just- one more, i promise i'll be good'' Nat hears from the kitchen ''fine you can have one more piece of cany, but only because its your birthday'' Wanda replies sternly ''THANK YOUU!!!''

''Natty bear i got us extra candy'' you giggle as you run into the living room where Natasha sits as Wanda walks in just behind you ''us?'' she questions ''yes for me and natty bear'' you say defend ''not going to share with your mommy?'' she fakes a pout and you shrug.

you sit down in between them both as Natasha starts the movie, they both knew this was going to be new, you had never really watched anything but children's tv and movies.

you seem to be enjoying the movie till the sex scene comes on and you scrunch up your face as Natasha and Wanda look at you curiously ''what wrong sweetie?'' Wanda asks as she pulls you into her lap ''why is he hurting her? i thought they where in love'' you say with sadness in your voice and Nat chuckles as she moves closer to you both ''he's not hurting her baby bear'' she strokes your face ''he not?'' it was adorable how innocent you are, fuck they where so excited to ruin it.

''no he's not honey, he's helping her'' your step-mother tells you ''ohh....'' you say trying to understand ''do you want us to teach you how he's helping her?'' Natasha asks and you nod ''you learn from doing things don't you sweetheart?'' Wanda wasn't asking but you didn't know that you where to far into their trap ''yeah....'' you reply, you didn't Wanda had just made you think you did for this exact moment ''okay... well me and mommy are going to teach you..... so sit on your knees in front of daddy'' you got up from your place on Wanda's lap and you do as Nat said as she pulls her trousers down then her boxer's till her hard cock springs up, you stare at it never have seeing such a thing in your life.

''now baby suck on daddy's cock like its an ice pop'' you nervously moved forward and put your mouth on the tip swirling your tongue over it ''thats it baby'' she moans and accidently thrust in to your mouth making you moan ''ohhh you like that'' Nat smirks and starts to thrust into your mouth, moving her hands back to pull your hair and hold your head still as you gag, she had wanted to do this for far to long and now finally her big dick was down your cute little throat ''you like daddy's special treat hm?'' you nod of course you like it you did anything that wanted and would enjoy it.

suddenly you hear moans coming from step-mother too ''aww look baby you've got mommy touching herself'' you look over to see Wanda jerking off and moan '' is daddy's not enough for you'' Natasha says harshly starting to thrust even harder into your mouth ''maybe mommy should fuck you from behind as daddy uses your pretty little mouth'' you nod even thought you weren't sure what that meant would happen it didn't matter cause you wanted it, you wanted to please them.

''you want mommy to play with your pretty little pussy?'' Wanda says softly, the where completely different, they where hot and cold, Wanda was so soft and warm and Natasha was so cold and uncaring as she used your mouth.

you watch Wanda strip and walk behind you as you look back at Nat and feel Wanda's tip in your wet folds, you both moan Natasha watching everything from above, Wanda lines her shaft to your tight hole ''wait Wands imma cum'' Natasha moans ''gonna make you swallow every drop of daddy's special icing'' she thrust deep and cums down your throat ''such a good girl swallow everything daddy gives you'' Natasha pulls out of your mouth and as soon as she does Wanda starts to slow push in to you, you where a whining mess as she did ''i know it hurts dove but i promise it will feel amazing soon'' Natasha didn't understand how Wanda could contain herself so well, she knew how much Wanda wanted to fuck into you and mess with your little fragile body but here she was being slow and careful.

Wanda had her entire length in side of you now ''mommy so full'' you whine but not in pain this time you needed more ''i know sweetie but i'll make everything better i promise, tell mommy when she can move'' she still spoke softly even though her eyes where filled with lust and all she wanted to do was hear you scream, she remained soft.

''you can move mommy'' that was it that was when the switch flicked, Wanda started to rut into your tight little hole moaning as you gripped her in.

Natasha watched dreaming of when that will be her big fat long cock in your pretty little pussy, she need to feel you again so she started to lift your dress up, pulling it over your head and discarding it onto the floor so she can see you better.

''such a tight little girl'' Wanda moans ''gonna fuck you so hard you cant walk'' Natasha cant take it anymore and starts to jerk of with your face only inches away ''look what you do to your mommy and daddy baby, your are baby now, are little holes to use and fuck no one else's''

''mommy.....daddy-i -i'' you moan no longer having any coherent thoughts, every thought in your head being them fucking you dumb.

''you like when mommy fucks you dumb honey, gonna make this little pussy all ours''

''mommy mommy daddy i- i- feel-'' you dont mange to finish your sentence as the coil in your tummy tightens ''need cum all over mommys cock baby?'' Wanda's voice was still soft, completely different to her pounding into you ''i- yes'' ''cum then, be a good girl and cum with mommy'' as soon as Wanda finishes speaking you tip over the edge, falling on your hands as it hits you and Wanda paints your walls white ''fuck....such a good girl'' she pulls out and when you both look you you see Nat cumming all over her hand.

''you where such a good baby for us sweetie'' Wanda says as you cuddle in to her.

''thank you mommy, thank you daddy''

the both look at you shocked, they wanted to hear that but they didn't except to hear you say it with out them telling you too.

''you need to thank us this time baby, it was a birthday gift but next time..... next time you might not be able to speak afterword's'' Natasha winks

[last-knight-who-was]

I found this in my notes app and realized I never reposted this on my current blog! I wrote this while RWBY V9 was airing, between episode 7 and 8 in response to this post by @actualbampot. I like it, so I figured I'd go ahead an post it again!

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It was strange being back at Beacon after three years. Even stranger to think about how, if the Fall had never happened, they'd be ending their final year of school within the next month or so. It'd been some time since Weiss had imagined that particular scenario though. And yet here they were; the four of them, back in their old dorm room.

It was exactly as they'd left it that last morning, before the final match of the Vytal Tournament. Before they'd lost Penny and Pyrrha. Before the First Battle of Beacon. Before everything went wrong.

Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust. All of their old things exactly where they'd been; Blake's books still on the shelf, Yang's posters plastered across the walls, Ruby's game controllers discarded on the floor, several of Weiss' text books laid out on the desk.

Weiss glanced over at Blake and Yang, sitting together on the faunus' old bed. Ruby had opened the window, sitting down on the sill, one leg lifted up with her arm propped on her knee, the other leg dangling outside as she stared off at Vale in the distance. The fires had been put out days ago, and already people were coming together to rebuild the kingdom.

With Salem put to rest at last, the Creatures of Grimm eradicated, and the Gods of Light and Darkness gone for good, there was finally hope for a future. Humans and Faunus were moving forward together, rebuilding everything that had been lost. And beyond that, with no Grimm, new settlements could be established. No more hiding behind walls. Unfortunately for Team RWBY, today was also the last time they'd all be together for quite some time.

With reconstruction underway, all of the Heroes of Remnant (as they were apparently being called now) would be going to different parts of the world to offer aid. Ren, Nora, and Oscar had left earlier in the week, headed east to Anima. They'd taken Jaune's armor and weapon with them, to return to his family. Emerald and Neo had elected to stay in Vale and help out there, while Yang and Blake were leaving later that evening to go to Menagerie. Meanwhile, Weiss would be going to Vacuo to reunite with her family and help establish an actual settlement for the refugees from Atlas and Mantle.

Ruby hadn't told them where she was going yet; Weiss suspected she wasn't sure what she wanted to do yet. Which was fine, honestly the younger girl deserved to have a break. Maybe she'd stay on Patch with her father for awhile. It would be good for her.

A beep from Yang's scroll roused Weiss from her musing. Glancing at the blonde brawler, she found her reading a text, Blake leaning against her side. "Dad's waiting down at the docks to see us off," Yang announced. As the BY duo stood up, Weiss noticed from the corner of her eye how Ruby ducked her head.

She didn't have much time to think on it as she found herself pulled between the newly married couple, into a tight hug. Weiss wrapped her arms around both of them, burying her head into their shoulders. "I'm gonna miss you guys," she murmured.

"Don't worry, it'll only be a few months before we're together again," Blake replied, giving the former heiress a squeeze as she butted their heads together affectionately.

"Yeah, cheer up Weisscream! You'll see us again before you have time to miss us," Yang added, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"I doubt that," Weiss said, giving them a watery smile as the three of them separated.

Yang turned as Ruby approached, pulling her little sister into a crushing hug that Ruby returned just as tight. "I'll miss you little sis," Yang whispered, kissing the side of Ruby's head.

"I love you Yang," Ruby replied, voice muffled against her sister's shoulder.

"I love you too." Pulling away, Yang cupped Ruby's cheek briefly before she moved over for Blake, who immediately pulled Ruby into another hug.

Ruby laughed softly, curling her arms around the older girl's waist. "Look after Yang for me, will you? We both know what a disaster she is," the leader joked, shooting her sister a teasing look over Blake's shoulder.

Yang very maturely poked her tongue out at her as the other three giggled. "Of course I will," Blake replied, leaning away.

"Good," Ruby said, looking away briefly before meeting Blake's eyes. "I love you Blake. I'm happy to call you my sister."

Blake's lip wobbled, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes. "I love you too sis."

Yang smiled, taking Blake's hand in her own and tugging her toward the door. "C'mon ya softie," she teased, stopping briefly to shoot a look back at the other two. "Bye guys, we'll see ya later." For a moment, her eyes locked with silver, a sadness that Weiss didn't understand appearing in those lilac eyes.

As the Bumbleby duo left, Weiss turned to her partner. "I know it'll only be a few months, but... a part of me can't help thinking of the last time we were separated at this school. About how I thought I'd never see you three again."

A frown tugged at Ruby's lips as she crossed her arms, turning to Weiss. "You'll see them again Weiss," she said with conviction, absolutely certain of that fact.

The ex-heiress looked up into those silver eyes, still not used to how much taller than her the younger girl was now. "I know."

Ducking her head, Ruby's tongue darted out to wet her lips. Almost as if she were steeling herself to say something important. After a moment, a soft sigh escaped her. "But you won't be seeing me again."

Weiss stiffened, eyes narrowing. "What do you mean? Where are you going?" As she took a step closer, Ruby took one back.

"I don't know. I just know that... I'm done here." Finally, she raised her head, meeting Weiss' gaze with a small, content smile. "I've fulfilled my purpose, finished my journey." Her smile widened, eyes glossy with unshed tears. "And it feels good!"

Weiss stared back at her, mind running a thousand miles a second as realization settled in. After Ruby had run away in the Ever After she had been gone for days. Days that WBY and Jaune had spent looking for her everywhere. Until finally she came back, Neo with her, no longer trying to kill them.

There had been something different about Ruby after that. A sort of calm focus, as if she was certain of who she was and what she was meant to do for the first time since Beacon fell. Weiss should have realized that Ruby had experienced the same sort of Rebirth that the Afterans did, but she'd just been so happy to have her best friend back that she'd ignored the signs.

But now she understood. Ruby Rose had died and been reborn in the Ever After. Reborn with the purpose of saving Remnant. A purpose that she'd finally fulfilled.

Inhaling shakily, Weiss gave her partner a teary smile before pulling her into a hug. "I'm... I'm happy for you," she whispered, taking comfort in the warm embrace of her first friend, her best friend, for what she knew would be the final time.

As they pulled apart, Weiss subtly wiped a tear from her face, clearing her throat. Ruby laughed softly, shaking her head. "So what will you do next? Today's the first day of the rest of your life Weiss."

Weiss took a step back, fidgeting with her hands as she took a moment to think it over. "Well, you know I always imagined that I'd one day take over the Schnee Dust Company, turn it back into the company my grandfather wanted it to be." She paused, considering that old dream, knowing that wasn't the future she wanted anymore.

Ruby seemed to understand, her head tilting curiously, a knowing smile on her face. "And now?"

A smile slowly curled Weiss' lips as she bounced on her heels. "Now... I think I wanna keep moving. Go anywhere, everywhere!" There was an excitement to her voice as she began to pace back and forth under Ruby's watchful gaze. "There's so many people who need help and I want to help as many as I can!" She let out a laugh, running a hand through her freshly cut hair. "Brothers, I can't believe I'm saying this! It sounds so exhausting but-" Turning back to face Ruby, she froze, the smile dropping from her face.

Her partner was gone. As if she'd never been there at all.

Weiss looked around, whirling in place to look at every corner of the room. There was no sign of her.

Slowly, Weiss' shoulders slumped. With a sigh, she moved to leave, pausing in the doorway. Giving one last glance over her shoulder, she took in their old dorm room for the last time, her eyes landing on Ruby's dangling bed last.

"Goodbye Ruby," she murmured softly, reaching over to flick off the light switch. "You won't be forgotten." Gently, Weiss Schnee closed the door and walked away.

[isa-ghost]

amfmn missa.. p please.. please mother … feed us

I'M BEING ENABLED PPOVERHEAT

He's an actual grim reaper. That's where he's disappeared to so often in canon, reaper duties. It's a very demanding job, you know.

Doesn't stop him from feeling terrible about being gone so often though. He misses his husband and kids and hates how often he's out of the loop :(

Fr though Phil and the kids make him so so happy after spending countless hours working such a sad job. It's also partially why he sings and makes art. That brand of fun is catharsis for the soul.

He has all his canon weapons but I ALSO gave him a reaper deathscythe. And boy is he gonna use it. Fucking AWOOGA MissaSinfonia when he's angry.

Btw as a reaper he can FEEL souls. He can see their power, their condition, feel the surface level emotions and personality of its owner. This will come in handy later in the fic. ;)

As per the post I made asking for Missa appreciation so I can characterize him properly: He's undyingly loyal, he fights hard and loves even harder, he's protective, silly, and goddamn can he flirt.

All his wet cat behavior is a result of getting too overwhelmed by The Horrors. He's seen A Lot as a reaper. But somehow Quesadilla Island and all its... Everything. Always manage to show him a new brand of What The Fuck he's never even imagined before. Hence all his screaming and weeping when he's caught up on what he's missed. Like how tf else is he supposed to react??

Somewhat attached to that, he and Phil rlly were a match made in Federation Heaven bc they both have issues with self-doubt despite being insanely skilled and sharp-witted. Missa is better abt it than Phil though. His only acts up when he messes up a lot or just. Doesn't have a clue how to handle a situation where it's dire that he does. It's more of an insecurity about being unprepared and failing his loved ones than it is a doubt he has skill. He KNOWS he does, he hates when it's not enough. That's how he differs from Phil, who thinks he has none at all.

Btw when you fuck with the people he's protective over, he gets PISSED. We're getting a LOT of pissed off Missa in AMFMN <3 Ofc there'll be a lot of reaper tears too, his husband is suffering and there's little he can do about it. :( But ohohoho when the sad turns into rage. BARK WOOF. Eventually he decides EK is catching these hands and scythe.

He also shakes hands with his husband on being a self-sacrificing little shit. And. Yeah this is gonna happen later in the fic. (He's not dying dw dw)

You have no idea how excited I am that I basically get to build his dynamics with Fit, Etoiles, and Bagi from scratch. I'm so hyped. People are welcome to reply with this with any crumbs we have of their dynamics in canon but afaik they've rarely interacted outside of very minor moments, so AMFMN will largely be a sandbox for me to establish what I THINK they'd be like. Which in my fic plan so far, is largely taking each character's personality and applying how I think they'd react to a situation, and how that would look when two of them are interacting in that situation. Ex: at one point Etoiles has to comfort Missa bc he's just having a ROUGH time with this saving Phil stuff. But Etoiles is NOT a comfort guy. So he does his Etoiles thing: hearing Missa out while also cracking his usual brand of jokes in an attempt to lighten the mood.

I also have a plot point planned with him and Bagi when shit is hitting the fan the hardest and OUUGHHH. That self-sacrificing shit am I right.

God I'm being so mean to him specifically in AMFMN though. Ender King is a sack of shit, he knows exactly who to harass most using Phil's body >:/

See in my AMFMN Fitza headcanons, I said they're each other's confidants. Which IS true. However, no one in the fic gets the honor of Phil FINALLY communicating with someone about his issues other than his husband. Missa is the person he caves and confesses things to. Missa gets the HC Deity lore and what's been happening to him lately. This is actually what Chapter 3 is :D

Also I am so sorry but I'm sliding a Missa Romantic Love Confession attempt into the fic and it gets interrupted by The Horrors. But yeah Missa is romantically in love with Phil, he just respects that Phil sees things platonically. He still wants to communicate his feelings though.

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In my previous post, I talked at length about why I think Winters and Eugene Roe are the second most perfect pairing after Winnix, so I'll share my opinion on my third place winner, which is Roe and Speirs.

Unfortunately, we don't see them together much during the series, only once, (they don't even communicate with each other) but knowing both of their personalities, I think they'd have a lot of potential.

Basically, they're both introverts, they don't talk much, they keep a few steps away from everyone, but while Roe is respected and loved for who he is, Speirs is more feared and people try to avoid him as much as possible. They're similar, yet they emanate so much different energy, and I think we all feel that perfectly. Eugene has a positive aura that makes you feel safe when you look at him. He's aloof but a sweetheart, caring about the people around him, their needs, their injuries, their physical/mental health and trying to do all he can to help keep them alive. People trust him implicitly, because Eugene has proven time and time again how good a person he is and how conscientiously he carries out his duties. We viewers also like him a lot (for me, he and Winters are the absolute most sympathetic characters).

And then there's Ronald Speirs, who we immediately know as a ruthless, cold-blooded killer, incapable of empathy for either enemies or his comrades. People are spreading malicious rumours about him, which we as viewers can decide whether to believe or not, although I would add that the directors/writers have done a perfect job in this regard, as they have created the character of Speirs in such a way that it gives you the creeps. Just think of the intense, lifeless look he gives others, his emotionless face, his mechanical demeanour, his silent movements reminiscent of a beast stalking its prey, his harsh words... It's as if the creators of this show deliberately wanted us to believe everything bad we hear about him without doubting it.

And now the justification...

We know that Eugene is there to save lives by being a medic, but Speirs doesn't believe at all that he or any of his comrades can come home alive from this war and he makes no secret of that (think of the scene with Blithe in the third episode). Unlike Winters, he doesn't try to inspire those he sees as afraid or desperate, but on the contrary... he even dampens their spirits by showing them no empathy. He tries to make them understand why it is good to be able to turn off their emotions completely and function like a machine, but this attitude only makes them more afraid (again, I can cite the case of Blithe, who was just as terrified as before after Speirs' "advice", but when Winters was there and he tried to shake him up so he could keep fighting, the curse was broken, because once he fired his gun, he was no longer afraid, and that was thanks to Winters).

Just think how interesting it would have been to listen to a conversation between Speirs and Roe, where their world views clashed. They don't even need to talk about these things specifically, just a mere sense of how different their mindsets are. As they would try to make the other understand their own point of view. Roe, who believes in God and prays to him regularly, and Speirs, who can no longer believe in anything and who has long since accepted that he is dead.

And the other thing I would have also watched at least one scene of is the two of them getting into a fight about something. Again, I can only cite the scene in episode 5, where Eugene is yelling at Winters and Welsh for not paying attention to how many ampoules of morphine they gave Moose when he was accidentally shot. Imagine how much more tense the already incredibly tense situation would have been if Speirs had been there instead of Welsh and Roe had been yelling at him. Because I'm pretty sure he would have yelled at him the same way. Eugene doesn't look like he's afraid of any of his superiors, and it's well illustrated in this scene. Even Winters and Welsh respect him, they let him lecture them, because they know exactly that Eugene is right and I have a feeling that Speirs would have reacted the same way they did. He would have kept quiet and I think this because in episode 10, when Grant is shot in the head, Speirs does everything he can to save him. That's the only scene where we see him and Roe together (I wish we could have gotten some interaction on how it all went down between them) and when they find that brain surgeon who finally performs the operation. Here it becomes clear that Speirs actually does care about his people and is not a heartless monster who doesn't care about anything because "we're all dead anyway". Like everyone else, he is tired of the horrors of the war, fed up with it all, and this incident was caused by a drunken idiot, not an enemy soldier. As it was said in the episode, people died the same way after the war was over. And Speirs didn't want any more unnecessary casualties. Enough had already died. That's why he was so desperate, and why he searched everything he could to find the right person to save Grant's life, the one he stayed with all along, interlaced his fingers with his and stroked the back of his hand. And in the meantime, there was Eugene, to whom he didn't speak, but together they fought for the life of a comrade.

The series doesn't reveal what kind of a man Speirs was before the war, (nor about Eugene) but he is certainly more empathetic than we get to know him in the very first episodes. He had his oddities, he had his unsympathetic manifestations, but overall I don't consider him a bad person. He's just a victim who's been emotionally destroyed by the war, but by the end of the show I think he's pretty much back to his old self, or at least changed if he was always like this. He's resurrected.

Overall, my opinion is that they deserved more screen time and interaction, because very interesting conversations could have been generated, which might have even deepened their relationship. Eugene could have been the one to change Speirs' outlook on life with his thinking, or at least help him understand the importance of life and why they are fighting (my god, the amount of angst and hurt/comfort that could have come out of this... I still can't believe the creators didn't take this opportunity and see the potential in the two of them...). And of course I can't forget how intense and satisfying it would be to watch two such strong characters bickering, shouting at each other to prove themselves right, and wondering which one would break first, which one would finally see that the other was right... which one would apologise first and in what form.

[chaoticloving]

can you do a lil something about h and yn thinking about kids :)

baby talking

harry styles x reader (SOH)

summary: y/n and harry talk kids :)

a/n: finally wrote this! not really sure when this would take place, but its cute so whatever.

"Hey, love. How was your day?" Harry asks as he walks into the kitchen, wrapped up in a warm comfy blanket that Y/n gifted him for one of their anniversaries, waddling over to his lovely girlfriend to embrace her with a hug.

She hums as she hugs her bear of a boyfriend. After coming back inside from the cold chill of London, she was happy to be met with warmth.

"Good." She murmurs. "Apparently I'm pregnant with triplets though."

It takes Harry a second for his mind to wrap around with what she said. First he thinks, oh god i’m going to be a father, then the logical part of his brain picks up the sarcasm through her voice.

"Did the paps get to you?" Harry starts to worry right away. He has had his fair share of paparazzi run-ins, and he knows its twenty times worse for Y/n. Sometimes they just take photos, sometimes they ask invasive questions, and sometimes they cat-call. Harry hopes they weren't so invasive though, but judging from Y/n's actions, they probably were.

"Yeah." She admits. "Do you wanna know something else though?"

"Of course."

"They all have different dads." She scoffs at the absurdity, almost laughing from ridiculousness.

"How is that even possible." Harry gets into his protective mode. He knows what they are implying, and he has to calm himself down from going outside and screaming to the world him and Y/n are dating, happily, monogamously, and lovingly.

"That's not even the worse part."

"Oh no."

"You didn't make the baby daddy list." She removes herself from Harry's embrace. She looks up to see Harry's jaw-slack face.

"Not even one of them?"

"Oh stop acting like I'm really pregnant." She chides, kissing him softly. "And besides, if I were to ever have kids, I know you'll be the dad."

Harry makes eye contact with Y/n now, blinking quite a bit too. He bites his lip, hand subconsciously fiddling with edges of the blanket. "Oh what now, babe. Don't get mad at the paps, I'm fine now, I just needed one of your hugs."

"I'd be the dad?" He asks, his lip turning into a smile.

"I mean, I can imagine the rest of my life with you." Y/n admits. "Ugh, you've made me go soft--"

Harry interrupts her with a crushing hug, filled with love as per usual. He lifts her up too, and kissing her all over. He ends up bringing her over to the living room, tripping over himself and the blanket and landing them both on the couch.

"I'll take it you've though about kids before." Y/n smiles, pushing away Harry from her face.

"Just a bit." Harry sighs, looking up to Y/n like she was his world, and in all honesty, Harry would say she is. She is all he needs in his life, forget the fame and money, Y/n would keep him happy with every part of his life.

Y/n gives him that look.

"Okay, maybe more then a bit." He admits, a blush coating his cheeks. "I think I've always known I would like to be a dad, but... I guess it's easy for me to say. I've only baby sat Lux alone a handful of times and it's not like I would be carrying the thing. And don't get my wrong I'd be terrified to be a dad, I've heard all the things people say about how I could never be a good dad and I don't want to mess up with them."

Y/n strokes his head, running her fingers through the grown out hair. "If I'm honest I have concerns with being a parent too." She mumbles. "I don't want to put pressure on my kid or do the same mistakes of my parents. I know I turned out alright, but they're the only examples I have so what if I turn into them?"

They lie there together, looking at each other, comforting each other with just their presence.

"But, dressing up a little person is kinda cute." Harry admits. A smile breaking out on his face. "If we had a kid, I hope they look just like you." His hand lifts over her face, tracing her nose and lips. "They'd be so beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you, Harry." She smiles. "Imagine a little kid with your crazy hair and your dimples."

“I respectfully disagree.” He scoffs. “But with our genetics the kid would be unstoppable." Harry decides, smiling along with Y/n.

“Think they’d be a singer?” She asks. “Or maybe they go into acting.”

Harry thinks. “Maybe they’ll get all your smarts a be a the next Shakespeare.”

“That would be nice.” She agrees. “Our kid would run Hollywood.”

"Do we want kids?" Harry asks after a beat of silence.

Y/n sighs. There was a pregnant pause. "Maybe."

Harry swallows. "You don't have to say now, but, uh, do you have any other concerns?"

"It's just that, yes everything we said before, but also are life isn't our own." She starts. "Five minutes ago I was pissed and you were about to cry from the paps saying I'm pregnant from other men. I can't imagine the stuff our kid would see about us."

Harry can't help but agree. He knows it's the truth, he just didn't want to admit it. The problem isn't something he could work out by sharing his concerns in therapy because there is no solution.

"We also work. I can't ask you to take that time off and to be honest, I don't know if I would want to not work. I love my job, but I guess that just makes me sound like shit."

"You're not shit for wanting to work, love." Harry kisses her hand. "And I'm not just saying this, but, being a stay at home dad doesn't sound weird for me. I'd want it actually. I know this sounds like I'm trying to change your mind but I promise I'm not just saying that. Think I told Gemma I'd rather stay at home than work when I was like six."

They both chuckle at Harry's little memory, but its now when Harry sees the start of a watering eye. "Oh, please don't get upset, I don't mean try to convince you of anything. I'm sorry if I am coming off as pushy."

"You're not, don't worry. The world just shouldn't be deprived of you, love." Y/n comments, before clearing her throat. "I'm also just terrified of pregnancy. Like a growing kid inside of my body? Freaks me out, I know its a miracle but it's also scary."

"If I'm being honest it confuses me." Harry reveals, trying his best to comfort his favorite person. "Was never that good in biology. But I think I would be more terrified of what could happen to you while pregnant rather than you being pregnant."

"What does this mean?" Y/n asks, she sits up, not looking at Harry.

"It means we revisit the topic later, when we have achieved more with our life and have more life experience." Harry gives her a kiss on the lips, letting her lie on her shoulder. "And I love you no matter the result."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

<3

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Oh I can't even imagine what Willem & Samwell's father was like!  I wonder if he really was worse, or if Willem just always had a darker/more violent streak in him than other Blackwoods?  Given that Samwell is calmer & nicer?

Ooh good point! If madness can be inherited then why not other traits? Especially with how certain houses are know for theirs! Anger & quickness to act being inherited by the Blackwoods would just make sense, considering they used to be kings in the more brutal north, dealing with houses like the Starks & Boltons before they were finally forced out of their home and into the Riverlands!

And then we have the Brackens who have raised & bred horses since the founding of their house, and like you said you can't be angry or quick tempered around horses, they need a steady calm hand to thrive. And it takes patience & gentleness to earn a horse's trust, to learn to read their body language. So house Bracken learning to turn their anger into sternness early makes so much sense! Also through all the peace marriages, there's Blackwood blood in every Bracken and vice versa, both houses know this though they'd hate to admit it. So it wouldn't surprise me at all if they'd fear their own anger is the Blackwood blood in them, that it needs to be controlled as soon as possible.. Pff with this in mind, imagine Amos & Aeron sometimes looking at Willem & Davos and just seeing a tempermental stallion? One that just needs to be called with firm-but-gentle touches & sweet words?

Samwell being the one to introduce Willem & Amos is not something I expected! =O Oh that's so bittersweet, you know he'd have had hope for their future children marrying too! How could you see Samwell reacting when he learns of Amos ending their relationship? If he'd know what Willem would do after his death? Did he know just what Bracken his brother killed in the past?

I love how their big fight would start with something so small & petty, something that could have ended so differently if the wrong word wasn't said.. Just like how a simple argument over the boundary stones turned into the carnage of the burning mill D= And to think it's the first time Willem admitted he loved Amos too, oh my heart!

Ah of course it couldn't work out so nicely could it, no Blackwood would willingly let themselves be held prisoner (even if treated well) and Davos likely wouldn't stop to consider if he's treated well or not, or Amos's words to him. At least Amos would be there to hold Aeron, wondering if their family had angered the seven, or if they were cursed by the old gods to love their enemies as punishment for abandoning them for the faith of the seven. (i do find it so interesting that the brackens used to worship the old gods too, i wonder what caused them to turn to the faith of the seven? maybe simply because adaptability is something one has to have while working with horses too? i think more likely is that the brackens of the past worshiped the old gods in a different, less bloody way than the blackwoods, and the blackwoods tainted the old gods for them in their brutality)

Oof I can anderstand Willems bitterness & hurt here, but just like with everything else he takes it too far doesn't he? One thing to spread the rumor, another to actually believe in it. And even if Raylon were a bastard, he wouldn't deserve what the guards do to him, poor boy :( Oh can you imagine if Davos survived the burning mill but Aeron didn't? If he's the one tasked with guarding Raylon? I imagine "it should have been you dead, not him!" would be the kindest treatment Davos would give him.. And when Amos later learns what happened to his son, after Willem is beheaded..well Willem is lucky he's already dead.

Oh this is so sad but perfect in a way? Like I could finally see Willem doing this, even convincing himself the tears in Amos's eyes are of pleasure, that Amos deserves this punishment, needs it even! To remind him of who he belongs to, that he can never leave him again.. And the marks! I can only imagine what the ones on his face & hands look like! And Amos isn't dumb, he know what message Willem is sending to his men when he marks him and makes him howl his name for the camp to hear. The humiliation he'd have to fight down every morning afterwards would almost be too much, but a small part of him might hope he gets executed for treason at Harrenhall, that his son might be sent back to rule their house and be free of Willem. Which speaking of, there's more ways to bring someone to justice than death..and I can't help but wonder if Willem would have planned to ask Daemon & lord Tully to make the Brackens a true vassal house to the Blackwoods, as they always should have been.  With him being allowed to keep Amos for himself and marry Raylon to a Blackwood girl of his choosing before sending him back to Stone Hedge.

And Willem blaming Amos for his own darkness is just so in character for him isn't it? Forgetting that everything he did was still his own choice, because he wanted to.

Ooh I like the thought of them seeing their proof of slavery as proof of what they survived, marking them as warriors! Pff Amos making Willem ride behind him the whole time is fun, up until he feels what is clearly not Willem's knife rubbing against his ass from behind >w> You know Willem gets jealous of the attention Amos gives the horse at some point too =u= Dothraki horses would be pretty damn prized by Brackens wouldn't they? I imagine they'd admire the Dothraki skill with horses, even if they'd hate everything else about them. Makes me wonder what the Dothraki would think of Amos and the horse sigal he wears..

Also got another small idea, this one is less about Willem/Amos, but imagine while checking the border stones himself one day, Amos catches Davos & Aeron spending time together? Amos keeps his calm but the shock of being found jolts both teens and Davos ends up hurting his ankle? Since Davos arrived without a horse, Amos knows he won't be able to limp all the way home by himself, and sends Aeron back to Stone Hedge as he chooses to escort Davos back to Raventree Hall himself? I imagine during the ride there could be a storm, with them having to take cover for the night in a cave for the horse's sake and during this time the two could talk, with Davos learning the truth of what happened between his uncle n& Amos and why? Pff also imagine Davos running his mouth at Amos so much (out of anger at this whole situation) that Amos finally looses his patience! Only rather than striking his face like Davos expects, Amos takes him across his knee and gives him a spanking? Just like he's done to his son & Aeron when they were younger? Of course Davos has experienced far worse than a hand against his bare arse, so it'd be far more humiliating than painful for him =w= 

Ah sorry this got so long btw! I hope you don't mind these essays I'm leaving you ;w;

I love the essays you’re writing. My thoughts under the cut. Once again non con/rape/sexual assault mentioned. And a character delusional enough to believe that it’s all warranted and wanted. Read at your own risk.

I think Samwell and Willems father was like Willem, prideful quick to anger and embraces the darkness. But his wife helps keep the darkness away, she’s the light of his life and her light will chase away some of the darkness. Lord Blackwood only gets darker after his wife dies from an illness, especially if he prayed everyday for the old gods to spare her and they didn’t. Samwell was probably around 10 years old when she died, so she was able to influence his gentler personality while also letting him know that it’s okay to embrace some of the darkness that’s in him, both light and dark are apart of him. Willem was about 7 when she died, she did influence some of the softer parts but with years passing Willem forgets quite a bit of her lessons. Especially if lord Blackwood takes out his grief on him, Samwell was too grown to easily beat whereas Willem is easier to beat.

Yeah the Blackwood anger definitely came from having to try to control the Boltons. They had to teach their kids to be angry and use it to fight against the Boltons, it’s the only way to not become flayed. The Starks were more brutal too, but not as bad as the Boltons. So yeah after several generations of being told that they’re kings and they have to fight off Starks and Boltons by embracing their anger it’s bound to pass down through their blood. The inherited anger/darkness/pride was thrown into over drive after the Starks became the kings in the north and they were kicked out into the Riverlands.

Every Bracken after a peace marriage is worried about Blackwood blood influencing their anger, so it’s a relief when generations pass before another peace marriage is forced onto them. The Brackens are taught from infancy that it’s okay to be angry but they can’t let it control their actions. They need to let their anger turn into a sternness if they want to be useful horse breeders for their house.

Amos sees Willem as the equivalent of a wild untamed stallion and goes I can fix that. It does work for a while but it does take a lot of Amos being stern in meaning what he says to Willem and sticking to it. Amos is used to working with difficult horses, he’s basically a horse whisperer. Aeron also sees Davos as an untamed stallion, but Aeron is not great with taming with horses so Davos just ends up with hurt feelings and being a pouty mess. Aeron does try to apologize to Davos but he just doesn’t want to hear it.

Samwell is heartbroken for both Willem and Amos. He knows how gentle hearted Amos is, and that it would take a lot to make him leave Willem. Samwell also tells Willem that it’s okay to mourn the lost possibilities for his future. Samwell only found out that Willem had killed Amos’s brother Jerrell, years after the fact. Lord Blackwood had bragged about Willems first kill to him but Samwell didn’t connect the dots until after Willem got with Amos. Amos does send Samwell a raven after he breaks up with Willem asking if he knew and why would he let him date Willem. Willem apologizes to Amos telling him that he didn’t realize that Jarrell was his brother until he had already gotten with Willem.

Davos was also told by Willem that it would be more honorable to die than to be held prisoner by a Bracken. Which causes Davos to escape as soon as he can, even if Amos never hurt him or planned on hurting him.

Exactly there’s just something about how a more even head could prevent heartbreak. If only Willem had kept his mouth shut before he said that he killed Jarrell. Then history repeats itself with Davos and Aeron, Davos forgot that Brackens will dare when pushed too hard. It’s also how the messiest break up in history happened, aka the burning mill. But unlike Willem and Amos, Aeron is dead and Davos will never be able to apologize.

Amos probably thinks it’s a curse from the old gods to have Blackwoods and Brackens to love each other in generations. The Brackens switched to the seven, mainly because they didn’t want their house to be wiped out and they can adapt easier to different things just like how they do with different horse’s personalities. And the Brackens wanted to prove to themselves and house Blackwood that although they share blood they aren’t as savage as the Blackwoods.

The first time Davos is assigned to guard Raylon, Raylon is relieved to see his cousins ex. But Davos tortures him psychologically, he tells Raylon that it should’ve been him that was killed at the burning mill. That he should’ve followed Aeron and tried to talk him out of it. That it was bad enough that Raylon could be a bastard, but he was also raised as more of a brother to Aeron than a cousin. He tells Raylon that he failed his house and Aeron by not dying.

Davos never touches Raylon, he only ever wants to touch Aeron but since he’s dead he won’t touch another Bracken. Davos would feel some pity for Raylon when he hears what the other guards do to him, he can’t help but imagine Aeron in that situation and how nobody deserves to be sexually tortured.

Willem does tell Amos that he should feel luckier than his son, Amos only has to fuck him unlike Raylon who is his guards sexual play thing. Amos doesn’t believe it, at least not until Raylon confirms what happened to him. Amos also doesn’t pray for someone to be tortured in death but he does pray for Willems torture in death.

Willem might’ve gotten his wish for the brackens to become his vassals if he hadn’t allowed Raylon to be tortured like he was and if Amos hadn’t looked like Willems personal chew toy. Willem still would’ve tried to convince Oscar and Daemon to force a marriage between Raylon and a Blackwood girl, Daemon would’ve agreed to it but Oscar is disgusted by how horribly Willem treated Amos and Raylon. So no Willem your stupid actions once again killed the peace between both your house and Amos’s. It’s one of the only times Amos is glad that he has visible marks on his body.

Willem is delusional enough to believe that Amos crying means that he loves the brutal way Willem fucks him. Willem also never lets any of his marks heal on Amos, he wants Amos to associate pain with pleasure but the only pleasure that Willem brings him. Well that Willem thinks he brings him.

Thankfully Amos men know that he’s not a willing participant and Willems men are deranged enough to say that of course Bracken cunts deserve to be treated like cunts. It will take some time for Amos to be able to face his men without feeling the burning shame of them knowing that he was raped repeatedly by Willem.

Amos also tells Willem that only Willem is responsible for his actions and how he reacts to situations. That the Willem he knew wouldn’t have hurt him like this Willem does and his Willem also wouldn’t let the Blackwoods hurt Raylon like they are. Basically Amos tries his horse taming techniques on Willem yet again but this time Willems light can’t be reached.

As for the slavery thing I’m working on a separate post with more details, you’re tagged and credited with the idea. But I will say that Willem definitely pushes onto Amos’s ass constantly while telling him that his problem will not go away until he also gets ridden like a horse. Amos tells him to wait until they can get to civilization, if Willem can behave then he’ll get his wish if he can’t then he won’t get ridden and he’ll have to fix his problem by himself. Amos is also seen as an amazing warrior when he gets back to Stone Hedge, he managed to keep a Dothraki horse and now that horse will be bred into their other horses bloodlines making them a lot of money.

If Amos finds out about Davos and Aeron while checking on the boundary stones, he just calmly asks them what they’re doing? But Davos being raised by Willem is terrified that Amos would hurt him, it’s what Willem would’ve done in Amos’s position. So of course in his panic Davos manages to trip over a hole in the ground causing his ankle to twist in an unnatural way. After Aeron helps him up and Davos realizes that he can’t walk let alone make it back to Raven Tree Hall, Amos tells Davos to get on Aerons horse they’ll go back to Stone Hedge to see the maester there. Davos really wants to refuse but with his ankle hurting like it does and storm clouds rolling in,he feels like he doesn’t have a choice.

Even with the amount of pain he’s in and with Amos riding next to them Davos is still rubbing up against Aeron and whispering what he wants to do to him. Aeron is a blushing mess telling Davos to stop, and Amos just finds it all amusing. They’re still pretty far out from Stone Hedge when the storm clouds finally break. Amos tells them that there’s a small cave that they can shelter in. Once all of them are inside Amos tells Davos and Aeron to cuddle for warmth, any wood they find will be too wet to light a fire with. Amos also tells them that he’ll sleep next to the horses for his warmth, and he knows how horny teenage boys are but could they please keep their nighttime activities behind closed doors? There will be plenty of time for that later at Stone Hedge.

If Davos does try to say that he has more respect for himself so expects the same respect towards him from Amos, but in a moody teen way Amos finally snaps and pulls him over his lap, it’s only three quick smacks on his bare ass with the last one hitting him right on his hole, but man it does hurt his pride. Aeron checks up on him later in the night asking if he’s okay, while telling Davos he also used to get smacked on the ass by Amos but it’s been years.

[winterwriterstudios]

Jamil, ranting to Ahissha: I swear to god I'm the only one here with a braincell. Kalim, Celine, Ruggie, and Ranadi: ALL HAIL the keeper of the sacred braincell!

(Their whole dynamic, sometimes. BTW. Celine, Ranadi and Ahissha are my ocs and this is gonna be oc x canon (platonic, mostly imo, but there are some romantic ones) so be warned.)

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Ruggie: The results are in, I’m afraid you have updog… Ahissha: What’s updog? Ruggie: Jamil! Get in here, I told you I could do it!

(their dynamic in a nutshell)

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Ranadi, in the hospital: Will you visit me when I get out? Ruggie: Lol nah, I hate graveyards.

(they lowkey hate each other fr fr)

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Jamil: It’s Pride Month, you know what that means! Kalim: I get to eat as many Skittles as I want? Jamil: What? No! What has Celine been telling you? Celine, walking in, pouring Skittles into her mouth: Taste the rainbow, bitch.

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Kalim: How would you like your coffee? Ranadi + Jamil: As dark and as bitter as our souls. Kalim, shouting to someone behind the counter: I need two vanilla lattes with extra cream and sugar!

(Sadly, Kalim grew up w/ BOTH of them. Smh. Imagine being childhood friends w/ both Jafar and Mozenrath)

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Kalim: *working in a flower shop and minding his own business* Ranadi, storming into the store and slapping $20 on the counter: HOW DO I PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVELY SAY “FUCK YOU” IN FLOWER???

(how they'd meet in a different au.)

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Jamil: My bad, It’s a knee jerk response. Ranadi, holding Kalim's unconscious body: WHOSE KNEE JERK RESPONSE IS TO START THROWING BRICKS AT SOMEONE???

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Jamil: So, Ranadi and Celine. Jamil: According to this, you two are being accused of: Armed Robbery, Vandalism, Drug Abuse, Grand Theft Auto… Ranadi: We had a bad day. Jamil: And… MURDER?! Celine: It was a pretty bad day…

(partners in crime. Well, the rich kid who doesn't break a sweat and hires the actual criminal.)

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Ranadi: Kalim, why are you crying? Kalim: This book is so sad!! Ranadi, picking it up: But this is my diary-

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Ranadi: This is Celine, she's… not my assistant, some other word. Celine: I’m her carer. Ranadi: Yeah, my carer. She cares so I don’t have to.

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Kalim: Wanna hear some dark humor? Jamil: Yeah, I love dark humor. Kalim: Alright. Kalim: *Turns off the lights* Kalim: Knock knock. Jamil: Turn the damn lights back on.

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Ruggie: How do you know even how to kiss? Like who teaches you? Celine: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now. Celine: Would you like me to tutor you? Ranadi: That was smooth.

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Jamil: What do you call disobeying the law? Ruggie + Celine: A hobby. Jamil: *crosses his arms* Ruggie + Celine: That we do not engage in. Jamil: *cocks an eyebrow* Ruggie + Celine: Often.

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Ahissha: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter A. Jamil: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory. Ranadi: Fuck you.

(there are two kinds of sorcerers of the sands.)

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Ruggie: I dare you- Jamil: Kalim is not allowed to accept dares anymore. Ruggie: Why not? Kalim: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.

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Ahissha: Is Jamil always like this when he loses? Ranadi: Oh, yes. You should've been there for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 2015. Jamil: You bumped that table and you know it!

(they go way back.)

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Ahissha: Hi. Celine: Hey, did you do what I said? Did you tell him? Ahissha: I did. Celine: And what did he say? Ahissha: “Thank you.” Celine: You’re totally welcome. What’d he say? Ahissha: He said, “Thank you.” I said “I love you” and Jamil said, “Thank you.”

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Kalim: What’s the dumbest thing you believed as a child? Celine: That naptime was a punishment.

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Jamil: Die. Ahissha: Please don't die! Jamil: DIE! Ahissha: PLEASE DON'T DIE! Kalim, confused: Why are they yelling at a plant? Ruggie, watching while eating popcorn: They bought it together and Ahissha wants Jamil to accept it as their kid.

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Celine: I can't take this anymore, someone needs to take me out! Ruggie: In a dating type of way, or an assassination type of way? Celine: I don't know, surprise me!

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Ahissha: Jamil, I beg of you. Please, PLEASE go to the doctor. Jamil: Hey, I'm sorry. Is this OUR stab wound?

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Ruggie: I am so cool. I am an absolute Chad. I am the epitome of coolness and awesomeness— Celine: Hi. Ruggie: *melts down in a flustered heap of softness*

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Kalim + Ahissha: We’re going to defeat you with the power of friendship! The Squad: We’re not friends. Kalim: :( Ahissha, holding an axe: We’re going to defeat you with the power of incredible violence.

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Ruggie: Can we talk? One 10 to another? Ranadi: I’m an 11, but continue.

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Ruggie: You call yourself my soulmate, but where were you when my meme only had four likes? Celine: Making four accounts. Ruggie, tearing up: Really...?

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Kalim: Where is Ranadi? Ruggie: I'll do you one better, who is Ranadi?? Celine: Here's a better question, why is Ranadi?

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Jamil: Kalim would never say his fiancee is a bitch and he hates her. He would be lying. Ranadi is a bitch, but he loves her.

(Arranged marriage trope say what?)

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Kalim: Do you feel any better? Ranadi: I feel much better now that you here with me. *Ruggie walks in* Ranadi: I feel half better.

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Kalim: You have to apologize to them Ranadi. Ranadi: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

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Ruggie: Team A will consist of myself, Celine, Jamil, Ahissha and Kalim. Ruggie: Team B will consist of Ranadi.

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Kalim: So what do you have planned for the future? Ruggie: Lunch. Kalim: No, like long term. Ruggie: Oh...um, dinner?

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Ranadi: You're alive. Ruggie: There's no need to sound so disappointed.

(them hating on each other is so real. like it fuels me. the only reason they ever interact is because of Celine, Kalim or Ahissha. Jamil knows better.)

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Celine: What the hell is wrong with you? Jamil: I have this weird self-esteem issue where I hate myself but still think I’m better than everyone else.

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*How the Squad reacts to insults*

Ahissha: *changes personalities quicker than you can blink. insulter is either emotionally or mentally injured/bruised/scarred*

Celine: *cleanly insults back. only at 3am does the insulter finally understand the insult and is left feeling humiliated for the rest of the day*

Jamil: *pretends like it doesn't bother him. insulter gets a nice shot of 'karma' though, by SOME random coincidence.*

Kalim: *doesn't get it, majority of the time. when he does get it, he feels sorry for the insulter, thinking he did soething wrong and buys gifts to make it up to them*

Ranadi: *their parents are now jobless. their house got repossessed. they are kicked out of the school. they now have zero followers on all social media. oh, and their report card now shows all Fs.* :)

Ruggie: *laughs it off. will see them drowning and not gaf. maybe charge them 200% extra*

[thegeminisage]

star trek update time and what the hell. last night we watched ds9's "for the cause" and voy's "tuvix."

for the cause (ds9):

this one was fun bc the entire time i kept going no way is her ass smuggling for the maquis. its that cop guy setting her up. and then both turned out to be true LMAO

i am sooooo sad this happened to him. i hope they arent writing her out bc i like her so much. jake likes her! they bonded over baseball!!!

when sisko was like holding jake's hand and talking about how important their relationship was no matter what AAAAUGHGHG GOD

i just really genuinely thot she was innocent. i kept being like man dont accuse her. look at the woman you have. if you blow it you will never forgive yourself and then she willingly comes back to go to JAIL

b plot of garak was not too bad although it's always sad when we get him w/o bashir. for once i was convinced the actress for ziyal was different AND I WAS RIGHT! who's faceblind NOW (it's still me). deeply funny also whatever he had going on with quark when he was tailoring his pants

tuvix (voy):

WHAT. ON EARTH. WAS THIS

ok prior to this i had read on reddit that everyone hated janeway for killing tuvix. and i thought once i started that i had gotten the name wrong, that they hated her for killing tuVOK. then when i saw the title i thought they might be clones. imagine my surprise when tuvok wasn't even cloned or anything but he just straight up FUSES WITH NEELIX

they did a good job with tuvix. he was likable (until the end), he had mannerisms of both characters, it was really great. like, the ethical debate would not have worked if tuvix was just horrible and unsettling

GOD. AND THEY ACTUALLY DID ACT, IS THE THING. like janeway confessing to kes how she struggles with grief and hopelessness, kes coming to janeway's office in tears, THIS WAS ACTED. you REALLY genuinely felt their pain it was great character stuff for them both. janeway was lost without tuvok to ask for guidance and kes was lost without neelix AND tuvok like GOD

personally i think the deciding factor was tuvix's decision to involve kes - it was unfair to come to her for help, and especially sad when they'd worked so well within her boundaries before

the other thing is of course that neelix and tuvok arent alive inside this guy as he argues, theyre essentially TRAPPED inside this guy. two lives > one life, unfortunately for him

the end scene was still fucked up though. like REALLY fucked up. i love that the doctor wouldn't even participate. like it was That fucked up. and did we get any resolution after? something from janeway about why she did this? reassurances from tuvok and neelix? NOPE. episode just ends and you have to think about tuvix's accusatory stare forever. jesus fucking christ

TONIGHT: ds9's "to the death" and voy's "resolutions"

[lloydfrontera]

i'm obsessed w thinking up aus for tged. au where suho gets transmigrated into lloyd's body not long after javier enters the household (typical transmigration in childhood plot). au where in the middle of "the knight of iron and blood" some enemy warlock summons someone he thinks will torment javier the most: og lloyd (but it turns out to be suho in his body instead bc the summoning/resurrection went wrong). daemon au where alicia actually has a lion daemon and lloyd actually has a pomeranian daemon who pestered javier's daemon nonstop back when og lloyd was there.

and i am obsessed with all of these aus omg!!!

tiny suho and baby javier oh my god!! they'd be so cute T-T tiny javier is so adorable and sad and cute, suho would immediately get attached to him. plus julian, he's already so stocked about having a little brother when he's an adult, just imagine how much he'd love 5-years-old julian. he'd be such a good hyung :').

also i am fascinated by the emotional repercussions this would have in everyone. especially on arcos and marbella. we know they already feel the emotional distance lloyd put between them when he's an adult, but imagine if he tried to do the same as a kid. the emotional slow-burn between the three of them would be soooo good.

and a suho who's gone through the same traumas but who gets thrown into a child's body with all the emotional immaturity that goes along with it would have the most delightful of breakdowns. like imagine someone with intense feelings of survivor guilt, food insecurity, trust issues and a self-sacrificing streak that rises up when it comes to the people he cares about, but he's also 10 years old. it's like the perfect mix for a great emotional breakdown <3

plus we would also get to see 10-years-old lloyd being followed by 5-years-old javier and julian like little ducklings. adorable. no notes. the mental image is already perfect. nonnie i may just have to make art for this one actually i'm so sorry i'm in love

and i am screaming about the idea of suho being isekai'd in the middle of "knight of blood and iron".

it would be an extremely bittersweet story, because by that point javier has already lost everyone he loved, he's completely alone in the world and then he gets one (1) person from his past back and it's the man who made his life impossible even then. he'd be so angry and upset and heartbroken about it, but i think he would still stick by lloyd's side because at that point, lloyd would literally be the only thing he has left from his old life. like he stuck around even before og!lloyd died, he would absolutely force himself to stay by lloyd's side when he gets brought "back" even if he thinks lloyd will make his life more difficult.

and lloyd would have such a hard time getting his trust because by that point, there's very little for him to save. there's no estate, no parents, no little brother to protect, everyone and everything is lost for them at that point, so he has no immediate way to prove himself to javier. he would still have a good chunk of the plot memorized which would obviously help, but if he's brought in the middle of the story then by that point the entire country is a mess thanks to alicia going full tyrant and there's also lupellan, so instead of avoiding those plot points, he has to face them head on with just a little advantage of knowing how they'll play out. so the only way for him to get javier's trust and eventually his friendship, which he would definitely need to stay alive in that particular world, would be to step up to dangerous situations much earlier and probably more often than he would otherwise.

it'd definitely be a different dynamic between them. most of the emotional weight would be on javier being both bitter about getting "lloyd" back and not someone else while also desperately wanting to keep him close because he's the only thing he has left of his old life. while lloyd is mostly worried about staying alive, both because of the events of the book and because he's still not sure how likely it is that javier will just straight up leave him behind one day, because technically he already fulfilled his duty of a lifetime with him once thanks to og!lloyd dying before. i think it'd be fascinating, really would love to explore this one more too.

the daemon au is the one i will probably disappoint you the most nonnie 😅 i never really understood this one and i don't think i've ever read a fic about it. would you like to explain it to me????

[renaultmograine]

So, in the foundation of the "Westfall-in love" or whatever you're calling katrina/nathanos. (Dragonblight?) Does she end up developing feelings for Anduin, given his affinity for attachments to black dragons...

Do we have minor appearances? Jaina? Vanessa? How are they coping with/not helping?

Dragonblight is hilarious I'm calling it that now.

I mean it depends on what the feelings are IMO? I don't think romantic ones necessarily (mostly because I'm not even sure if she had romantic feelings towards Varian?). I've debated Onyxia/Anduin in a different context and I think it suffers from my same inability to ship Wranduin, which is I don't actually think Anduin could tolerate them at length. The dynamic makes for nice and crunchy character interactions and I really do enjoy those, but I can't ship it.

I do really like fucked up parent/child adjacent relationships that despite their ups and downs, end up rather amicable (I think the Lightbringer series did that?), and they'd have such a weird one. Anduin who is viciously honest and unrepentant in his beliefs for peace and goodness but also isn't above doing underhanded shit for said beliefs would be infuriating with glimmers of "you're not so bad kid." They of course both hate this too.

In terms of other characters

This is, in my mind, taking place in lieu of the Gathering shit, and Jaina is AWOL at this point, and depending how fast the wedding shit takes place misses it entirely (this would be HILARIOUS news to break to her when she gets back from her therapy boating trip btw. I'd be jealous of whoever got the honor.)

I don't imagine Vanessa would have any part of this

All the Horde leaders are expecting this to be a shitshow. I'm split between they're getting a sense of schadenfreude (as iirc none of them really like Nathanos) but there's a looming sense of immense danger with it, or them genuinely feeling sorry for Nathanos because Sylvanas just dumped (this on) him.

Lor'themar and Halduron are betting on how long before this explodes because they KNOW how Sylvanas is about Nathanos. (Halduron is convinced it'll be fine because he doesn't believe she's capable of feeling love, Lor'themar points out how you don't need to feel love to feel every other emotion involved with seeing a guy you obsessed over marry another woman.)

Baine was cautiously optimistic about this until he heard it was Nathanos and Katrana getting married.

No one on the Alliance knows what exactly to think about with this. I don't think anyone really likes Katrana but also no one likes the thought of a black dragon being close with the Horde either so it's kind of an impasse.

Genn and Katrana are at least having fun shit talking all of this in the wedding prep because if there's one thing old people like doing its complain.

fucking. CALIA. oh my god.

Calia who is talking to Anduin about how horrible her father was for arranging her marriage to a Lord Prestor and Anduin who is just going :V because he just arranged someone's marriage to a Prestor.

Anduin who is like "am i bad person for this?" as if Nathanos isn't like a fifty year old man who (theoretically) could've said no to this and not a teenage girl with no choice in the matter.

could you imagine. the wedding rehearsal. genn who is this close to making a scene vs sylvanas seeing him and turning to go "should i make a scene." its unfortunately lor'themar next to her and he's a good voice of reason.

TYRANDE WITH THE STEEL CHAIR AGAINST THALYSSRA COMPLETELY UNPROMPTED OH NO

[hourcat]

imagine piarles being best mens for the wedding of your choice (…like joris/ilies lol) all the teasing about having a wedding affair and they are like yeah…. haha…. and then spiraling over this like fools

bestie oh my god....im gonna run with this for a MOMENT because the opportunity you have given me is unparalleled. sorry this is a little long

it's a surprise to both of them that their brand managers are dating, but one that goes over relatively quickly. it makes sense, in a way? the shared life experience of all but running a formula one driver's life is pretty unique, and certainly a strong enough bond. but neither pierre nor charles had anticipated it would turn into...this. an engagement, an announcement, an actual wedding? shit, they're the same age and have found their lives together, whereas charles and pierre are so caught up in juggling the day to day of their careers that the thought of settling down feels like a death sentence, of sorts.

it's a shared feeling. they talk about it, once, after texting each other pictures of the invite they receive in the mail like wow so this is what real brand managing looks like. it's not a long conversation, really, and maybe it's a little awkward in ways that neither of them can explain away, but it feels necessary, somehow. "youre not ready, yet, are you?" you know, for the lifelong commitment. "i am married to the sport," the cliche and cringe answer, followed by a softer "i dont really know how i would know" that's a little too heavy to be touched on. which, fine. they bump shoulders sitting out on the porch. it's mutual, kind of. they'll just have to survive whatever pre-wedding chaos they'll inevitably be drawn into.

and it IS chaos. as the best man for their respective friends, pierre and charles are responsible for putting together all the pre-wedding shenanigans, and it's just...such a mess. there's a reason they're athletes and not doing management behind the scenes! they facetime every night to talk about different elements of each party they have to coordinate, and it's productive at first but then just lapses back into the usual facetime conversations: family, some half-assed sports conversations, inquiries about how the music business is going. one night pierre dozes off on their call and charles thinks it's so funny that he stays on for a whole hour just listening to pierre snore. taking screenshots of the horrible angle his camera is at. making notes of things he's not doing for some guilt tripping later. (and if he thinks about closing his eyes, too, just for a moment before he inevitably does end the call...well. who's gonna know, right?)

the first event is a family dinner--joris and ilies' families, plus their mutual circle of friends, and a few gasly/leclerc brothers that are in town. and functionally, somehow, it goes smoothly? the reservation is available on time, and the menu that pierre and charles had selected is actually decent (okay so the chef's assistant had to step in a little, whatever) and EVERYONE GETS THERE ON TIME, which may be the actual biggest miracle of them all. and dinner is nice. it is! until the conversation on The Couple™'s side turns towards pierre and charles, and goes "how did you guys not notice this!" about their relationship. and before either of them can answer--theyre drivers! they cant notice everything!--joris pipes up, laughing, and goes "they were too busy with each other to see us" with a little wiggle of his eyebrows. ilies laughs so hard he spits his wine, the mutual friend group seems to immediately understand, but pierre and charles are like "haha...what?" about both the comment and how NO ONE seems shocked. almost like they'd expected that answer. "we're drivers," charles protests after a too-long beat, and the conversation skitters on nonetheless, but they're both like....wym.

the next dinner is more formal, and revolves around planning for the real engagement dinner. pierre and charles are the focal points at this one because they're going to have to put together the whole thing (see: hire people to put it together right) and things should be right. it goes normally, no questionable commentary. they meet up at pierre's hotel room after to exchange notes.

it goes late. late enough that pierre is like "whatever, just stay here. there's space in here, and it's not like we haven't done this before." charles agrees easily, they stay up later talking, and then fall asleep at some ungodly hour with a page of notes that mostly matches and makes sense.

charles wakes up with pierre's arm hooked over his waist, loose but heavy, and the thought of whatever joke had floated around before just...resurfaces in his head. just for a moment. he rolls out from under pierre's arm and pierre wakes up, slow and lazy. if he's aware of what'd happened, he certainly isn't showing it. they agree to go ship the notes/plans out to one of their mutual friends who's got actual wedding planning experience, and then it's set!

the engagement dinner also goes pretty smoothly. it happens over summer break, and the guest list is huge, and the bar is open which means MOST of the attendees get drunk af. pierre and charles drink... enough, but aren't exactly shitfaced. yet. charles plops into the seat next to pierre as dessert and coffee rounds are going, and their thighs are all but crushed together (bc, drunk) and he leans over and goes "we make a pretty decent team, huh" right in pierre's ear. pierre laughs. "we just called the right people, you know," he answers, and turns his head to roll his eyes properly at charles except charles is RIGHT there in his face, and oh. they're very close, huh. pierre can smell the sweetness of the dirty shirleys that charles has been drinking all night, and...well.

"there you are!" ilies yells, delighted and drunk, "you are both the BEST!" and he goes and hugs them both so tight, and whatever moment had been there is gone. they're best friends, of course they make a good team.

it starts to fall off the wagon, though--the label, anyway. planning is almost entirely out of their hands, now: they're just tasked with, you know, obtaining the rings and making sure certain people are off the guest list and organizing gifting stuff. pretty low key. except there's this undercurrent between them that's starting to get harder to ignore!!! it's there in the paddock, more obvious than before, and it's there between races, and every time pierre sees ilies playing with his engagement ring and smiling to himself all pierre can think of is CHARLES. which. why! would he think of his best friend! and then justifies it as bc joris but like...that's not it and he....he knows.

the rehearsal dinner before their respective bachelor parties is where things kind of come to a head. they sit together because it's just instinct, and everyone runs through their speeches and some of them are So Sweet, and charles is a teary mess and pierre squeezes his hand like "cmon, pull it together, save it for the real thing" in fondness. charles doesn't let his hand go. they spend the night crushed together until they have to leave for their parties and then finally let each other go.

there's plenty of drinking involved. they come to the same half-formed realization, though--it feels too good to ignore, being close like that--and they literally collide in their hotel room hallway, laughing all drunk and clumsy and then, quickly, handsy. they make out in charles' bed for a while. eventually they pass out, drunk and exhausted, and tomorrow is going to suck but like. they're not gonna be alone and hungover, right? they'll have each other.

this could be the start of a FWB thing but for the sake of shutting the FUCK up on this post, let's say pierre realizes it's more than just drunken feel-good-ness watching charles cry standing on the altar behind joris, and it catches him so off guard that friends in the audience claim they could see it then and there. pierre finds charles after the wedding. charles starts to say "we did it!" but pierre stops him with a very sober, very much intended kiss.

charles blinks, slow. "oh." then, a small smile: "really?"

pierre shrugs, trying to play it cool even as his mind is going a thousand miles an hour. "we can try," he offers, and charles just scoffs at him and grabs his face and goes "you're an idiot," and then kisses him again, and.

yeah

thanks for coming to my ted talk

[000marie198]

That Sonic and Leo ask from Anon is now living rent free in my head like all I can think of is the mischief these two would be. Especially with their loved ones like imagine-

Sonic and Leo bouncing different puns and catchphrases at each other making Tails, Knuckles, Donnie, Raph and Mikey all groan in affectionate annoyance.

Or them sassing enemies in their special, sarcastic smartass ways that they're known for.

Leo and Sonic talking about how amazing their brothers are and how they'd literally kill for them when in reality said brothers are the actual threats that enemies need to watch out for. Especially when said older brothers get hurt or worse. (God the possibilities there don't even get me started-).

Or how they could become friends, and possibly grow comfortable with one another to talk about the burdens they feel being the oldest brother as well as the leader of their groups and how stressful it actually really is.

Or them developing little habits from each other and using them in battle and whatnot.

Ohmigosh and the sacrificing thing. Just Sonic pushing Leo out of the way of danger, or Leo taking a nasty hit for Sonic.

Just bro. So many possibilities, so many things that could make them work out in the friendship department. Just......ohmigosh.

You, my friend, just unlocked the fangirl mode FYJGZSGJSSHSY

Sonic babysits Cream! He had attended tea parties, he would so join Leo to have tea parties with Chloe and being the hyperactive hedgie who gets adopted as honorary big bro of every child character in the franchise, has experience with keeping excited kids distracted. He'd be massive help when they gotta say goodbye to Chloe.

Leo tries to teach him stealth. It takes a whole lot of trials before he figures out that their method of stealth won't fit for Sonic. He's too impatient to sit still if he doesn't need to. Sonic makes an off-handed comment on how it was never a problem when he infiltrated Eggman's bases and the ninjas realize the method to teach stealth to the speedster was through his speed. He's swift enough to be invisible but not focused on stealth to be unrecognizable. Sonic and his friends were already formidable fighters but now they've learned forms and martial art techniques and stealth they're too powerful now.

The cons of this? Blue hedgehog is obsessed with scaring the living daylights out of anyone at any time and it's contagious enough to hit Leo and now they're both doing it. They almost gave Casey a heart attack twice in a span of 5 minutes.

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Sonic starts feeling cooped up or heads out on a run and returns to find his little brother trying to placate four panicking ninjas and finds out this world isn't safe to be openly out and about in.

"But if the EPF finds out about you and your powers, they'll to capture you and dissect you-"

"Oh so this world's version of GUN then."

"What's GUN?"

"Military organization that pretends to be the protectors but they're just a bunch of single minded maniacs obsessed with firearms and experimenting on Mobians and making things worse"

"Ah, just like EPF. Got it."

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Sonic and Leo spar quite often with swords. What are you talking about, of course they aren't fan-boying at each other's skills, what do you mean Leo can deflect blows with his eyes closed, what do you mean Sonic literally wielded Excalibur shut up this is so awesome.

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While on patrol with Raph and Donnie, some thug calls Tails a freak and, having heard this demeaning term and knowing the effect it can have on you through personal experience, the turtles freeze, white sliding over their eyes in silent rage as Raph lower the upset fox from his shoulders and hands him to Donnie before turning around and taking out his sais, street lights glinting off the metal blade.

"Take the kids home, I'll catch up in a few."

Donnie gives an understanding nod before stepping back, one hand moving to hold Sonic's as the other arm gently holds Tails, the purple clad turtle disappears into the shadows.

The terrified screams of the purple dragon echoed through the alley and tunnels as Donnie took the two mobians back home.

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Maybe letting Tails and Dee hang out without supervision wasn't the best idea. There's a molecular blaster in the lab and- are those blueprints of top secret EPF artillery?!

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Leo and Sonic playing guitar together because they can and they have one.

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Tails no. Tails you can't use Mikey to test your equipment when your brother is unavailable. TAILS WAIT NO HE'S TOO CHAOTIC-!