#granted it's also bc they need to include their fourth even though they never really want to they just sorta need to

[lesbiankoby]

I’ve kinda been thinking about this recently: what do you think obito thinks of Konoha as an institution?

I ask this because I’ve been reading some time travel fix it fanfics and, while I don’t think it’s necessarily ooc of him to return to konoha after the talk-no-jutsu in the fourth war (even as much as I would like for him to not go back) I do think that maybe with his understanding of how hidden villages work (shadow mizukage) and experiences with having control over his life and actions (not ignoring the slave seal, just it seems like the moon-eye plan worked at his pace not, say, zetsus. And by control over life and actions I mean his ability to act as an independent operator and decide where he was going to go what he was going to do etc. without the orders of a chain of command which definitely exist in konoha (at least we don’t really know how the other villages, like kiri, are run)) he might not be able to go back to konoha more rigid/controlled life - or at least not comfortably.

I don’t know how coherent that is but hope if nothing else it is interesting :)

oh obito is incredibly jaded about and detests the nations-wide institution of shinobi, konoha included, that's canon lol. to him it's a system that does little but churn out garbage-- him and kakashi both. though he's also incredibly fatalist about uh The World In General and not just shinobi... post talk-no-jutsu he does regain his like general faith in humanity though yeah. his parting words were essentially a desire for kakashi and naruto to take charge of konoha and change the system in his place, at least that's how i read his desire to see kakashi take up his old dream as hokage...? its complicated bc a lot of shit happened at once and also he was dying but i think he has faith that at least the people he believes in can improve the world they live in...? the antithesis of his previous wish to completely destroy the current world.

granted, i need to reread fourth war arc and take notes or something, the nuances of obitos Thing right there are probably escaping me rn.

(also, like, the slave seal was a deterrent obito wasn't even supposed to know about, so while in TRUTH he never had any other choice except walking the path of madara in practical reality he was directing his own movements and doing his mastermind shit without input from anyone else except himself, really, so yeah he's used to uhm a degree of independence lol. zetsu doesn't seem to care unless he went off the rails which he didn't.)

ANYWAY. ANYWAY. if we are to take "time travel fix it" into account, like, the peggy sue "wake up in own body from the past" it really depends on where in the timeline he landed...? i don't think he'd be fucking pleased to be taking orders from konoha again regardless (though of course hes aware theres a lot of things he needs to make amends for personally and even deeper down he wishes he'd never "left" for a plethora of reasons) but if hes in his twenties again or whatever imo he is absolutely not going back there and will probably start Conniving(tm) outside of konoha's borders to benefit his friends in the capacity hes capable of and clean up his own messes and if he's like, twelve years old again (nightmare) i can... hmm, see him sticking around, unless he really gets pushed over the edge abt smth, maybe? its hmmm i don't think he actually hates minato but i fail to see much evidence he'd feel comfortable ever properly trusting the guy for the ways minato betrayed his trust and the way obito betrayed his. idk... obito has priorities (his friends) and he's a scheming schemer who schemes so hed wriggle into the position that best let him do what he wants. i think. take that as you will.

but yeah! obitos interesting to think about i really need to go back and actually take notes.

[thecorruptedquietone]

Kris please 💀 ya know I meant the main three of the four like lmao. I completely forgot there was even a brand with that name

listen they arent gonna call themselves that especially if kyle has any sorta prior french connection. and i’m putting this under the cut bc as therapeutic as these kinds of creative exercises are during this situation it can also be the type of thing people might interpret as trivialising instead of coping so yeah

but like if you’re assuming they’re all living together then they’re probably just having a stressful as fuck time dealing with being locked up together. like, kyle and stan are working from home and there’s a potential kyle also has another degree or certificate programme school slapped onto it. if they’re both going with similar hours then they’re gonna be coordinating when meetings are happening since if they overlap stan’s gotta like pretend his microphone is broken and he can’t fix it because if kyle’s in a meeting he’s probably loud as fuck. kenny meanwhile was probably in a position where if he had a job, he either got laid off or he kinda quit because he wasn’t fucking with being labelled an essential service when he really isn’t. or kenny was already unemployed but it was that much more pressing that now everyone’s stuck so he’s mediating between the two working from home and trying to pick up more housework. 

like most of it would just be them trying not to be stir-crazy. so when the work from home stuff isn’t happening they’re trying their best with board games or co-op video games or movie nights to try and stay sane. they’re video calling everyone they know super frequently for blocks at a time. kenny’s always checking on kev n kare. kyle is required to make sure his parents know he’s alive and also say hi to ike for a bit. if stan’s dating wendy and they can’t really see each other then they might make some kind of couples agreement where kenny and kyle agree to spend their alone time being equally considerate of stan and wendy’s since haha they’d be scratching at walls if they were stuck like that.

but if they are kinda all separated because of the quarantine? yeah they’re probs just texting constantly and video or voice chatting whenever virtually possible. like even if they’re working from home at the same time they’d multi-task because they need that constant interaction so they’d have like a discord group running way more often than it should because they’re relying on it. except those parts where the idiots suggest stan catch up with wendy and maybe just leave or mute his chat and maybe wait for a text from one of them that it’s okay because those two need something on the intimacy scale to tide them through a time of social distancing.

[hey-hamlet]

BNHA AU Ideas: Songbird, Part 2

Also on AO3! 

Link to Part 1 

TL;DR: 

Izuku has a powerful quirk: he can give powers to the people around him based on the different songs he sings. Unfortunately, everyone else really wants that quirk and are willing to kidnap him to get it. 

Songbirds sing even when the music stops.

Hello I’m redefining Izuku’s quirk for the sake of more dramatic powers: Most songs are general power-ups (everyone in auditory range), others are personal power-ups (only the person singing). Both only affect those who hear them, unless the effect is 100% intrinsic. Izuku uses a lot of general power-ups because he’s helpful like that. Each song can only be used once per day.

Examples: A song that creates a forcefield will only be a barrier to those who hear it, but a strength increase is a strength increase no matter which way you slice it.

anyway! day 1 of class is ok bc izuku and bakugo head to school together, and its honestly a miracle he didn't get kidnapped again

anyway, he meets iida and is fucking floored when he apologises for yelling at him. uraraka calls him the "boy with the singing quirk" and hes pretty happy. bakugo is grudgingly pleased izuku has friends and sits down, izuku following suit. shinsou is half asleep at his desk and seems to have been there the whole time

aizawa does his little spiel, quirk assessment happens yadda-yadda. izuku looks so chill on the outside but the kid is freaking the fuck out internally

he's coming second in the test, aizawa still erases his quirk, more of an example to the class because he assumed izuku wouldnt lose his shit. he didn't - at least externally

from this we also find out izuku has a kind of internal metronome because he suddenly has no internal 'beat' when his quirk is erased. his hearing gets substantially worse too.

which serves to freak him the fuck out because he feels off balance and like hes had cotton stuffed in his ears

anyway, yeets the ball, all is good, bakugo glares fucking daggers at aizawa for singling out izuku and izuku tries not to dissociate

battle trial is nothing special, but bakugo just fucking,,, turns his hearing aids off so izukus quirk doesnt work on him

its a blessing and a curse because it leaves izuku free to use most personal powerups, but honestly bakugo wants a nice fight more than he wants to win so thats fine with him

izuku wins, but only just, izuku gives uraraka a speed up through the comm link, iida who was Not ready for that, loses

USJ

Bakugo and Izuku sing Stronger than You and kick ass for a solid while before the song runs out and the nomu hits them into the lake. Izuku, with a broken leg and the beginnings of a concussion, has to drag a semi-conscious Bakugo to shore and let me tell you they both almost drown like 8 times. Izuku helps All Might by singing Anything (Hedly), which functions honestly like a big Ol’ Plus Ultra to anyone believing in what they are doing. (It starts working on Shigiraki after the Stain arc, but before then he was acting without purpose)

Sports festival!

All Might and Izuku are basically dad and son in this universe too, so, despite the dissimilar quirks, Todoroki still calls out Izuku to fight. Because Todoroki is the son of Endeavour and privy to a little more heroics insider info than he really should be, he also knows how often Izuku deals with villains. In an attempt to piss off the eternally nice and collected boy enough to give him a fight he can piss off Endeavour with, he calls him a damsel in distress.

Izuku is fuming and Bakugo has to basically hold onto his forearm to stop him from clocking Todoroki right in the jaw, but lord is Bakugo also pissed. Todoroki, for a second, realises he may have fucked up.

Todoroki wins the first event, Izuku is pretty middling. Like he's top 10? But he didn’t make a major impact. But the guy sees Monoma and gets an Idea

“HI SO – I know you hate class 1A, and really there is something to be said for the way our school is trying to pit 2 classes of children against each other like a bitter blood feud - BUT I have an idea that could be 100% ridiculous and if you want 1B to make an impact, please work with me. I need to shove something in Todoroki’s face.”

“… I’m listening.”

The general idea is Izuku’s songs have a different effect when sung in a duet, some are only practical in duet form: IE, stronger than you is a dodge boost alone, but in a duet is a massive power boost to the two singing it. So what if two people with Izuku’s quirk sung a duet? Chaos, probably.

Monoma agrees because one of the only things he likes more than 1 upping 1A is quirk based tomfoolery. The team ends up consisting of Izuku, Monoma, Kendo and Uraraka. Kendo and Uraraka, with the use of Uraraka’s quirk, carry both Izuku and Monoma – the better you sing, the better the quirk works.

Its lucky Monoma knows most of the songs Izuku brings up as ideas, and adds some suggestions of his own. If the other two know the song it's not a bad idea to join in, but its not the end of the world if they don’t.

The list of songs they have on standby and their effect when sung by two people with the Songbird Quirk

Two Player Game - Be More Chill: It forms both a connection between the people singing it, allowing them to anticipate the other's movements and creates a semi-translucent double of each singer that mimics their movements with a half second delay, aka: each punch you throw hits twice.

Family – Mother Mother: Creates a kinda forcefield that hovers just above the body. The stronger the bond between the singers, the stronger the shield – good thing Uraraka and Kendo know that one.

Hurry Hurry – Airtraffic Controllers: Slows down your perception of time, giving the appearance of superhuman reflexes. With the addition of a partner, it also grants superspeed.

We don’t get tired, we get even – Pat the Bunny: The more energy you’ve used up, the more energy you get back when singing this song + a proportional increase in general ability.

Doubt Comes In – Hadestown: Anyone who hears it quickly loses the ability to fight other people, including the singers.

The Greatest Show – The Greatest Showman: In addition to the normal effect of drawing attention to the point you can’t look away, singers get a ‘moon jump’ ability.

Turn the Lights Off – Tally Hall: Makes the area pitch black and gives the singers monstrous forms with plenty of claws and eyes.

How they use these is up to your imagination, but they end having taken the 10’000’000 point band from Todoroki. Bakugo, the only person with a decent understanding of Izuku’s quirk, just turned off his hearing aids and told his team to block their ears when weird shit started to happen. They came second, Todoroki third and Shinsou’s team fourth.

Uraraka gets to the second round bc Bakugo fights Monoma in the first round and jesus that fight is hilarious because its just Monoma – while using Bakugo’s quirk too – insisting that Izuku has abandoned class 1A for class 1B and Bakugo getting progressively more done with this boy’s shit.

Izuku and Bakugo + Todoroki and Iida are the semi finalists. Izuku and Bakugo are mostly just like “Thank fuck I’ve been talking to so many god damn weirdos today please can we just have a normal fight”. Izuku wins, j u u s t. (Izuku and Bakugo have a pretty 50/50 win loss ratio going on in this AU)

Todoroki vs Izuku is the final round of the whole thing, Todoroki told him about Endeavour, Izuku is pissed that no one looks at him and sees him, they only see his quirk (other than like, 6 people at this point). So he gets where Todoroki is coming from but holy shit hes doing literally just that. The main song Izuku uses for that round is Escapism – Steven Universe which makes him intangible (other than like his feet so he doesn’t go through the floor like Mirio). He’s trying to get the vibe across to Todoroki that he is free of his blood. He stops singing just to scream that at him, which is really what loses him the round. He's not intangible anymore, so he has no way to dodge the fire that comes at him. But he's pretty happy anyway.

Stain Arc!

Izuku’s hero name is Lyre!

Izuku doesn’t intern with Gran, but he does visit the guy with him. All Might hasn’t given his quirk to anyone else because the only suitable person he can see is Izuku, but Izuku basically can’t say no to him so he’s having a crisis. Izuku just thinks he’s there to visit All Mights old mentor and shoot the shit, which is really what they do.

Gran basically just ends up telling him “Kid aint a wallflower, he’ll tell you to fuck off if he doesn’t want it. All Might decides to ask Izuku about it after everything is over.

Izuku ends up interning with Endeavour, along with Todoroki. He never ended up yelling at endeavour, even though he hates the guy. Shouto encouraged him to take the offer bc, 1, Endeavour literally never gives out internship offers and 2, it’d be more fun because that way he doesn’t need to deal with his dad’s bullshit alone.

Endeavour is like “Oh it’s the kidnap kid, your quirk is neat.” And izuku is smiling through gritted teeth like “Th Anks SiRr”

So, starts pretty normal, then the winged Nomu steals Izuku right off the ground. Izuku just says “I’ll be fine! Just keep doing what you're doing, I’ll get myself down.” Endeavour just shrugs like “Ok, I give you permission to defend yourself.” While Todoroki is screaming internally because his new friend is literally being flown away

So the Nomu that was once a really good friend of Izuku’s (not that izuku is aware of that) literally just dumps him somewhere else and leaves. Izuku is confused, really confused, so he starts walking his way back to where he was before he hears a familiar voice.

Guess who it’s Iida, with a serial killer standing right over him. Izuku panics and goes straight into Turn the Lights Off. Without Monoma it only makes it dark, but it’ll have to do.

Thing is: he has a key problem. By virtue of the fact he’s singing, Stain can always hear him. Izuku’s only advantage is that he can see Stain but stain can’t see him, and the darkness means Stain moves more cautiously.

Anyway, in the artificial darkness, he can send a longer text anyway.

Midoriya [7:31PM] stain – [Location Pin Dropped]

So a lot of people, All Might and Aizawa included, f r e a k o u t. Todoroki goes running, Endeavour sends sidekicks with him because he saw his son, normally deadpan, almost chocking on panic as he mutters “Midoriya found Stain.”

Endeavour very much wants to also get Stain but the Nomu are Very Pressing Right Now, so there isn’t much he can do other than try and hurry the fuck up. Torino is kicking around because he could mostly, trying to get a glimpse of All Might’s kid in action, ends up having to kick villain ass. He's not that concerned until he remembers “OH SHIT TOSHI’S BOY”. When he finds Endeavour the man, a little panicked for Endeavour’s standards, yells at him to go to the address bc his son and intern are fighting the fucking hero killer.

Gran Doesn’t think he’s moved so fast since he kicked All for One in the face with Nana 25 odd years ago.

So Stain is kinda pissed bc suddenly he can’t see and someone is singing. He goes to stab Iida but,,, he ain't there anymore, and the singing is fading away. He figures “oh well, lemme get native” the singing changes to a different song. Very quickly he can see, but the singing boy, still singing is rocketing towards him and rapidly changing form.

Monster – dodie: Literally shifts Izuku into a monster. Stain suddenly realises that this is Songbird, talk of the underground, most wanted quirk by villains and quirk traffickers everywhere. This kid, target of villains everywhere, has put himself in their sights just to try and help people.

He thinks maybe Songbird might be one of the good ones.

Oh, an aside? People calling him Songbird sets off hella panic attacks because the only people who do that are people actively trying to kidnap him. And that’s what stain is calling him.

His monster form wavers and he tries to sing through tears and hitching breaths and Stain smiles because he's still curled around Native with his claws out.

Todoroki gets there first and helps defend Iida, Izuku is fighting to keep stain away from Native. The pros are on the way, Izuku is fading fast. Endeavour has been training them hard so he's exhausted and freaking the fuck out, while someone waves swords in his face.

Stain gets him, he loses the monster form. This doesn’t help Izuku’s panic, because now he can’t move and he’s felt this before along with grabbing hands, and dark vans and ropes around his wrists praying someone knew where he was going so someone might know to come for him when he doesn’t get home.

Todoroki sees that and he doesn’t know what to do. Izuku is panicking – the boy who seemed so put together and on top of things s falling apart at the seams. Iida feels horrible. He just wants to go to his friend he's never seen that distraught before.

Todoroki does the only thing he can think of. He sings.

He was never into music before, be after the sports festival he learnt Escapism -the song Izuku sang to him – and singing it back to him is the only thing he can think of doing.

It helps. It really helps, because if there was one thing that never happened when Izuku was taken – it was singing. He calms down just enough to breathe, which is all he needs to do.

The quirk wears off and Izuku throws himself at Stain, the words to Thunder by Imagine Dragons already pouring from his lips and electricity pouring from himself. If Stain touches him, he's toast, even if its via a sword. Izuku just has to avoid thrown weapons.

Izuku gets a hit, the quirk wears off Iida, who rushes in to stop Izuku from taking a throwing knife to the arm. The three of them knock out Stain just as the heroes skid into the alley. Izuku lets out a sob and crumples to the ground, Iida and Todoroki rushing over to him. They both honestly look like they’d bite anyone who got too close. Gran calls All Might who starts hightailing his way over there – Aizawa is also breaking a few traffic laws to reach his pack of injured kids.

They don’t get there in time. Shirigaki, furious that the hero killer went against him, orders Kurogiri to get Izuku. They take Iida and Todoroki for good measure. The heroes watch in horror as the children they were meant to protect vanish under their noses.

Headlines the next day: “UA sports festival finalists defeat Hero Killer – only to be taken by Villains seconds later.”

[popculturebuffet]

panur

I'm loving your reviews! here's some things i wanted to add that i found interesting: 1) In Kim's dream, 'Simon' looks like Gideon, which shouldn't be a thing bc, as far as we know, Guideon was never in Kims head, so i think this was honestly a mistake on O'malleys part

2) It's very subtle but taking care of Scott is actually taking some financial strain on Wallace: their groceries are crap, their place has mice, they're VERY behind on rent (never paid, to the point that wallace describes the fatc this mont is paid up to be 'impossible'), the way he cajoled scott into going w him to see the landlord heavily hints to the fact he didn't want to go alone and when they do it's literally the only time in the books youi see wallace looking uncomfortable/worried about something. it's also around this time Wallace starts to seem a bit more done with scott's attitude and to bring getting a job up more often.

I LOVE when people actually interact with my stuff. Thank you and thanks for the praise. So to respond properly in order 1) Nice catch I forgot to comment on. As for my theory now you’ve pointed it out: He simply did it because he either didn’t realize the implications.. or hadn’t thought that far ahead. While it does genuinley feel like the ���Scott represses how much of a douchebag he is hence why he’s so stunted”, was always a thing and volume 2′s where it really crystalized, from Stephen being kinda nonchalant about a seemingly one sided (though still MOSTLY one sided) breakup, to eveyr bit of Scott’s post knives behavior, to Kim’s reactions to scott and to talk of envy. It’s clear this twist was in his head.. but I genuinely DON’T think the Gideon part of it where he played with Scott’s head a bit to make this issue WORSE, was there yet. As shown by hte movie O’Malley went through a few diffrent versions of the finale, and gideon’s relationship with ramona is left REALLY vauge for the entire series, and even in the end we only get a part of it. Even Laurence was originally supposed to be vastly diffrent. So I could buy he MIGHT of put gideon in there simply to possibly use that as a story seed and just.. decided against it and never explained that bit. Simon apparently just looks like gideon I guess. 

2) It’s something I missed and MIGHT of picked up when I got to volume 4.. but I genuinely thank you for pointing that out and will credit you in that one as it’s something worth digging into. And yeah.. your right.  I genuinely think Wallace HAD no issue with taking care of Scott before the fourth volume. His friend was deeply hurting after Envy, had nowhere else to go with his parents in Europe, and needed him. So eating a bit cheaper for their at home meals, dealing with mice and dodging the rent was worth it. It’s just by volume 4.. he’s been in a healthy-ish relationship for three months, he’s happy, he got something resembling closure with envy, and he’s finally free of her.. and he’s still sleeping in his bed, eating his food and shows no desire to work past that. It’s understandable he’d get frustrated and want Scott to contribute now he’s okay enough he can again and I think that’s the reason he started pressuring him. I think he simply turned it up after the rent thing not because he assuemd they’d be living together.. but because he knew they wouldn’t. He knew he’d have to leave his friend behind and move in with mobile.. granted he handled it like a dick, but wallace does that sometimes. But point is he knew he could probably move in with his boyfriend and thus pushed scott to move in with his so he wouldn’t have to squat on Stephen or Kim’s couch, where he’d hav ea week AT BEST before being out on the street. Or on the couch he didn’t do the first time THEN the street. And knowing Scott.. yeah he knew that wasn’t likely. He was more fed up with him than usual true, but like with forcing him to break up with Knives, he was on a timer. He’s noticably more forceful when the issue is pressing. IN volume 3, getting to that later today but re read it early so I could condesnse stuff easier, he’s noticably WAY more firm on making sure scott see’s it’s over with envy. And was just as firm about Knives and getting a job.  Also while I do think Scott’s the main reason he didn’t pay rent... I do think, in credit to O’Malley, it’s pretty clear it’s NOT just Scott. He’s the large reason for it as he’s not pulling his weight.. but Wallace still refused to pay rent in the months where Scott was in a better place and he could’ve pushed him sooner, drinks QUITE A BIT, and even cheep liquor costs money and like Scott i’m a teatotler and even I know i’ts pretty expensive,  and is willing to splurge on HIMSELF when buying groceries. So it’s clear that part of it is just, like many 20 somethings including myself at his age jus ta few years ago.. Wallace just isn’t the best with money and scott just exasrevated that.  And he probably woudln’t be AS angry.. but Scott reallyd osen’t get how bad things are or chooses to ignore it, hence him actuallyg etting mad at him. It was the same with Knives. While Wallace is the most tolerant of his bullshit.. he still wont’ take it when the toilet breaks and will call scott on it. I just didn’t notice the finaicals were the reason before because of the other one, but they can’t have helped and Scott is utterly oblivous to it as he is most of the problems in his life. I’ts only as he grows thanks to Ramona and other stuff that he finally starts to actually empathize better. But.. more on that as we go naturally. 

[mysterioushogwartsrequests]

Very beautiful your written. Part 3 would be good for Smugglers, showing after marriage. I wonder how Charlie would rule knowing that he will be a father. (How about they are twins)

This is part 3 of the Smugglers series!

I want to write a separate one for their wedding so if you guys want to see that, please let me know! Oh and if you want to see a separate thing for their honeymoon let me know as well. Also, I’m really bad at coming up with titles LOL

C/ O/Cmeans Color of choice bc the whole “favorite color” thing is so eh to me sometimes, lol.

There is some jumping back and forth, but everything in 1996-1997 takes place during the events of The Half-Blood Prince with some flashbacks to the Triwizard Tournament in 1995

Smugglers (Part 1)

Together (Part 2)

Title: Delivery 

Somewhere in England. November 1996.

Charlie Weasley, renowned Dragonologist, doting a husband, and father to be had been married to master curse-breaker, (Y/N) Weasley for almost two years. After their engagement at the 1994 Quidditch World Cup, the pair quickly worked on the arrangements for their wedding which took place on January 5th, 1995 during the holiday break. It was an extravagant affair with guests from all over Europe and a wonderful time to catch up with their school friends before traveling once again.

With best wishes from their friends and relatives, the Newlyweds traveled to Paris for sight-seeing and, of course, to scout for magical creatures. Charlie was ecstatic to see the types of creatures native to France, but the sight of you engulfed by moonlight at the top of the Effiel Tower was the most breathtaking of all. It was rather cold in France and (Y/N) often found herself nestled in Charlie’s arms after a long day of walking, the warthm radiating off his body providing more comfort than the silky hotel sheets. Although they were far from home, they received letters from their families and The Order of the Phoenix.

Professor Trelawney had predicted the return on the Dark Lord and she stated it would be soon. Dumbledore called the Order into business again, preparing for the incoming threat, and repeating how it was absolutely essential Harry Potter did not come in contact with any Death Eaters.

After their lovely trip, the pair returned to The Burrow and began the search for a home they could call their own. Their search, however, did not take up very much of their time. Jacob, (Y/N)’s older brother arrived unexpectedly at the Weasley home, positively beaming at his younger sister when he announced he had found the perfect home for them. Much like Grimmauld Place, the home he proposed was safeguarded from any danger, but a home where a young couple could start a family when they saw fit.

Jacob Selwyn traveled the globe as well, accompanied by Angelica Cole and Felix Rosier. The three met at the wedding reception and hit it off right away, immediately departing to break curses in the United States. Their adventures kept them rather busy so he did not write often, but on the occasions his Great Grey Owl swooped into their home, (Y/N) could not help but tear the envelope apart. His success in another country had granted him a large fortune, one he used to repay his younger sister for all the trouble she went through while at Hogwarts. With this large sum of money, he contracted some Scottish wizards to build a home near the riverside and spared no expense to make sure they were comfortable. Charlie and (Y/N) were over the moon when Jacob mentioned the house and even though they felt bad for receiving such a large gift, Jacob insisted.

“Jacob, seriously,” pleaded (Y/N) for the fourth time that evening, reaching into the velvet sack that kept their savings, “At least take a couple of galleons.” She insisted, holding the golden coins out towards her brother, who kept shoving her hands away.

“I said no, baby-sis,” Jacob chuckled, slidding away from (Y/N) as she attempted to force the coins into his palms, “I’m not taking any of your money so you better just put it away.”

(Y/N) frowned as they stood alone in the Weasley kitchen, “You didn’t have to blow all your money on us! You’ve got your own responsibilities-”

“(Y/N), listen!” Jacob interjected, gripping her shoulders tightly, “I had to do this for you. All those years you spent at Hogwarts... tormented by other students because of what I did,” He began, his voice wavering slightly when his eyes met hers, “It wasn’t fair to you... this is the least I can do...”

(Y/N) bit her lip, she had never heard her brother speak like this to her, but she knew it was something he had bottled up for years, “Jacob, I-”

“Please,” implored Jacob solemnly, “Let me do this for you and Charlie.” A strangled sob slid past her lips as she flung herself into Jacob’s arms, tightly embracing him after many months of not seeing him.

After that, it did not take much convincing for the couple to settle into their home. However, what Jacob described as a “decent” sized place seemed to differ from Charlie and (Y/N)’s perspective. The three of them apparated onto a seemingly empty patch of greenery, the large trees obscuring the well-constructed house from view.

As they stepped through the trees, the large house came into view and (Y/N) felt her jaw drop immediately. It was a two story home with five, well-decorated bedrooms and four bathrooms split between the two floors. The kitchen was made out of the finest white marble, complete with an island and a granite fireplace separating the kitchen from the sitting room. Down the hall from the sitting room stood a home office and a stairwell that led towards a vast basement, filled with shelves containing various magical artifacts (Y/N) had collected as a Curse-Breaker.

“I can’t believe this,” uttered (Y/N) as she unpacked the box of kitchenware with Charlie, “We’re almost done unpacking and the house still seems empty”

Charlie smiled, looking over his shoulder to glance at his wife, “Don’t worry, Darling,” he replied, stepping towards her and brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear, “I still have some money left over from the Triwizard Tournament, I can use it to buy anything you need~” He crooned, pulling her in for a sweet kiss.

1995

After settling in, they received an owl from Mr. Weasley, asking them to accompany them to the final task of the Triwizard Tournament along with his wife and Bill. Everyone was aware of Harry Potter’s mysterious entry in the Triwizard Tournament and although there were some people resenting him for it, The Weasleys and (Y/N) supported him all the way through (except for Ron at one point).

“Let’s go, Mrs. Charlie Weasley” Charlie chimed happily, taking a handful of Floo Powder from the designated jar as his wife excitedly stomped down the stairs. He stepped into the granite fireplace, a smile decorating his features when she entered the kitchen, quickly snatching her purse from their countertop.

“Be right there, Mr. Weasley” She announced, looking over the surroundings of their house, making sure she had grabbed everything. Quite some time had passed since they first moved in and she still wasn’t accustomed to the vastness of their home. Taking Charlie’s hand, he smiled and released the Floo powder, yelling out, “Number Twelve Grimmauld Place!”

The fireplace at Grimmauld Place lit up and the couple stepped out, greeted by Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, and Nymphadora Tonks. Normally, everyone would be frightened at the sight of Sirius, but after some explaining, it became clear that he was not the one who betrayed James Potter.

(Y/N) grinned, hugging her old friend tightly, “I swear, your hair changes every day now” she said and Tonks laughed, giving her shrug

“A change is always enjoyable” Tonks stated and slapped an unsuspecting Charlie on the arm, “You look the same, but I think you have a few more scars than I remember”

Charlie laughed and hugged Tonks, “I like them quite a lot, thank you very much” He admitted jokingly, “Shows I get the job done.”

“You’re ridiculous,” scoffed (Y/N), nudging Charlie’s shoulder as they settled at the dining room table. The five of them had dinner before departing for Hogwarts in order to attend the task on time.

The crowds were cheering, trumpets playing, there were a million banners each in support of one of the four contestants. Cedric Diggory greeted Mr. Weasley with a handshake and he did the same for Charlie and (Y/N) whom he had met earlier during the World Cup.

He politely excused himself and walked down to the area in front of the maze. Harry nervously walked in, waving at the Weasleys and as soon as his friends noticed his appearance, Seamus Finnigan blew an air-horn in support for his friend.

Bill scooted closer to his brother with a grin on his face, “I see the married life is treating ya well” He announced, glancing a the purple mark at the base of his neck, “Might want to hide that sucker next time though”

Charlie blushed, slapping his hand over the mark, “You’re always messing with me” He muttered, shooting his brother a joking glare and Bill wrapped an arm around him

“Cuz you make it so bloody easy” He stated and Charlie huffed, shrugging his arm off.

After an announcement from Dumbledore, the task had begun and the audience anxiously waited for the winner. But after what seemed over an hour, Harry Potter had apparated into the area and originally everyone cheered, including Charlie and (Y/N).

However, (Y/N) noticed something unsettling, Cedric Diggory laying beneath a sobbing Harry Potter, “Charlie,” She called worriedly, grabbing his hand tightly, “This isn’t right”

“He’s back!” Harry cried as they attempted to remove him of Cedric’s body, “He killed Cedric!”

Amos Diggory, who was standing next to Arthur, almost collapsed but managed to push through the crowd, yelling for his son.

“Oh, Merlin” Charlie whispered, pulling (Y/N)’s body close to his, “Bill, he’s back. We have to leave” He announced, but Bill couldn’t believe that someone had just been murdered by the Dark Lord, someone who is supposed to be long gone.

Bill snapped out of it and his instincts kicked in. Bill grabbed all his siblings who attended Hogwarts, Hermione, and anyone else he could begin moving them to the castle, despite some of their protests

“Hey! You just heard Harry!” Bill yelled as he ushered them back, “A boy has just been murdered! Get to your common rooms now!”

Groups of students resented Bill’s actions, not following orders for a man they didn’t even know. Bill grew inpatient as he moved more students towards the castle.

Fred and George noticed how serious their older brother was and began ushering the classmates as well

“Come on! Move it along!” Fred said, helping his friends get to the castle safely.

Quickly saying their goodbyes, Charlie grabbed (Y/N) and disapparated back to their home. Although some of the Order had met up with Dumbledore, Charlie’s first priority was making sure (Y/N) was safe.

Cedric’s murder was the beginning of a long battle.

Somewhere in England. November 1996.

Charlie had gone out to the market for groceries and (Y/N) had stayed back enjoying the early morning sun peeking through the blinds of their shared bedroom.

Everything seemed calm, despite all the troubles they had experienced. Cedric Diggory and Sirius Black had been murdered, Bellatrix Lestrange had escaped from Azkaban, Death Eaters had infiltrated the Ministry, and the Dark Lord was still at large.

But between the battles, tasks, and meetings, (Y/N) and Charlie still found time for themselves and their families. (Y/N)’s moment of tranquility was rudely interrupted by the sudden urge to vomit. Sprinting from her bed to the toilet, she hunched over and began throwing up.

Charlie, as punctual as ever, had arrived with groceries and walked upstairs to wake up his loving wife, but he instantly grew worried when he heard her in the bathroom. Running to her, he held her hair back and soothingly rubbed her back.

(Y/N) immediately knew what this meant, being reminded by the constant jokes from her friends stating she would fall pregnant soon, “Charlie” (Y/N) whispered with worry, “I think I’m pregnant”

Charlie looked at her in disbelief and grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her in for a tight hug, “Merlin’s beard, (Y/N)!” He exclaimed, “We’re going to be parents!” He whispered, running his thumb over her cheek, “I’m excited to start a family with you, but these are dark times and we have to be safe, you have to be safe”

(Y/N) smiled and placed her hands on Charlie’s face, pressing a bittersweet kiss against his lips. Times were difficult, but as long as she had him, everything would be alright.

Somewhere in England. April 1997

“(Y/N)! Look what I brought!” Charlie exclaimed running up to his pregnant wife.

(Y/N) laughed as her very excited husband ran up with something that resembled a clock, “Isn’t that your mother’s?” She asked questioningly, but that made him grin even more

“We have one of our own now!” He flipped the clock, showing the two hands with Charlie’s moving picture and her own pointed towards “home”, “and when these two are born, we’ll add them in!”

(Y/N) laughed and pressed a kiss against Charlie’s cheek, “You’re adorable” she whispered and Charlie grabbed her happily

“That isn’t the only thing, my dad helped me make something else” He grinned and began pulling her to the room they decided would be the nursery, “You know how I’ve been off with him?” He asked and she nodded in response

“Well, it’s because we’ve been making these” He announced, opening the room door, showing the two wooden cribs with intricate carvings along the borders. Both cribs contained their family crests and carvings of magical creatures.

“Charlie!” She exclaimed, walking up to them, admiring them and feeling the soft mattress, “These are amazing!”

“I know” He replied smugly, a smirk spreading across his face making (Y/N) hit him playfully, “I’m glad you like them because that’s only a couple of the things I plan on getting”

The next few months were spent by Charlie and (Y/N) designing and painting their nursery walls. Although they weren’t sure their children would be wizards, one could only hope.

One of their nursery walls was fully covered with a scenic painting of Hogwarts castle. Resembling the Great Hall, the ceiling was enchanted to resemble the night sky and could be changed.

They added a light blue carpet to cover the wooden floor and a rocking chair and a beanbag in the corner of the room. Along with a dresser full of new clothing, diapers, the necessary baby caring supplies, and a chest full of non-magical and magical toys.

“Y'know” Tonks started as she rocked in the chair, watching (Y/N) paint, “If it’s a girl, you should name her after me” She grinned, picking up a paintbrush to help her friend.

“Absolutely not,” (Y/N) replied teasingly and Tonks faked her disbelief.

“Why not? I’m obviously the most responsible and honorable out of us” Tonks stated proudly, but obviously joking.

The two girls laughed as they painted away, “I don’t think Hogwarts would be too fond to have another Nymphadora running about” (Y/N) replied and Tonks gave a thoughtful nod.

“You’re absolutely right,” She stated, “Besides, the original is always better”

Even though they seemed well prepared, Charlie always brought home new items stating they were absolutely essential for their children.

Charlie wanted to make sure everything was taken care of before the arrival of their children.

Number 12 Grimmauld Place. June 30th, 1997.

(Y/N)’s and Charlie’s child, or should they say, children, were due in early July but that didn’t stop her from attending the Order meetings despite Charlie urging her to stay home.

Ben, Penny, and Rowan would make sure she was comfortable when Charlie wasn’t around. Barnaby and Merula set up more magical protection around the couple’s home, making it completely undetectable to enemies. Andre and Tulip cleaned up around the house, the places (Y/N) could reach anymore. Tonks always came around to make sure (Y/N) had a laugh and brought all sorts of snacks and tricks to keep her entertained.

They all had gathered at Grimmauld Place with Tonks, former Hogwarts Professor, Remus Lupin, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Kingsley Shacklebolt, formidable auror, Mad-Eye Moody, and as they all nervously awaited an owl from Hogwarts.

They had received intel from Dumbledore that something would happen at Hogwarts this night, but they were not allowed to come to the school. Dumbledore did not speak another word of this event only reminders that they should only show up in extreme circumstances.

In the early hours of the evening, an owl arrived with a letter. Moody quickly opened it and grimaced at the words, “The Dark Mark has appeared over Hogwarts, Dumbledore is no where to be found, it is believed Professor Snape murdered him.”

The group was overcome with emotion, (Y/N) almost collapsing, but Charlie ushered her to sit down. Molly Weasley began to cry, but Rowan and Penny reassured her everything would be alright. Ben looked like he was about to faint as he was leaning up against the wall.

Tonks hugged Lupin tightly, but was suddenly angered, “We have to go to Hogwarts!” She yelled, her hair turning a deep red.

“Can it, Nymphadora!” Moody shouted, obviously struck by the news of Dumbledore’s death, “We can’t barge in and attack! There are students in the castle!”

“We have to attack!” Tonks yelled, “and I told you to stop calling me Nymphadora!” Remus placed his hands on Tonks’s shoulders, rubbing them up and down.

“Dora” He whispered, “Please, calm down” he urged, “We’ll go to Hogwarts in a moment, but we need a plan.”

Tonks shoved Lupin’s hands of her and crossed her arms, crying out of frustration.

“Tonks,” Penny said smoothly, attempting to calm her down, “We can’t just attack, we need a plan”

“And we’ll have one” Kingsley announced, “Dumbledore knew this would happen, we have to call the rest of the Order, prepare everyone for a battle”

“You can count me out,” Charlie stated, getting up from his seat and helping his wife out, “If I go, (Y/N) will go and I can’t risk anything happening to her or my children”

(Y/N) shook her head, “Charles!” She yelled, “I’ll be fine, the children will be born soon!” She exclaimed, stepping out of Charlie’s grip, “We can’t let them go on their own!” She started, “We have to fight!”

Molly Weasley looked at her son, “Children?” She whispered, “I thought you were having one”

Charlie looked back at his mother and let out a small sigh, “We’re having twins” He replied and Molly Weasley placed a hand over her heart.

“Dear,” Molly started and walked over to (Y/N), “All my precious children are old and capable of fighting, but yours won’t be”

(Y/N) placed a hand on her stomach and Molly smiled sweetly, “They’re going to need you and Charlie’s got a point” Molly pulled her in for a hug, “You have to protect yourself and your children, let us fight this battle”

(Y/N) sighed in defeat, “You’re right, Molly” she whispered and turned to her husband who stood beside her, “Let’s go home” She said and Charlie placed a kiss on the top of her head.

The Order reassured them everything would be fine and there was no need for them to worry, their main priority should be is making sure they’re children are healthy and safe.

Somewhere in England. Early July 1997.

It had been a couple days after Dumbledore’s murder,Charlie's brother, Bill, had been attacked by a werewolf the same night as the attack on Hogwarts. They all worried about the repercussions, but Remus Lupin had been watching over him and guiding him through the recovery. These attacks sparked chaos within the Wizarding World. But, there was about to be chaos in the Weasley home.

“Charles!” (Y/N) cried in pain, “Charlie!” She yelled and heard the thumping coming up the stairs

Charlie burst through the door in a panic and noticed his wife holding her stomach and herself up

“Merlin!” He yelled, grabbing the bag they had prepared and her by the hand, “We can’t apparate! We have to use the Floo powder!”

Charlie scooped his wife and began his descent down the stairs. Setting her down in the fireplace, he grabbed the Floo powder along with her hand, yelling out, “Saint Mungo’s Hospital!”

“My wife’s in labor!” Charlie yelled once they arrived and she was quickly taken into a room. Despite her pains, she couldn’t help but smile at Charlie’s nervousness. As she entered a room, Charlie contacted his family, (Y/N)’s family and a couple of their friends. In no time, the entire Weasley family, Jacob, and the Cursed Vaults group had arrived at the hospital and anxiously waited in the designated area.

Jacob Selwyn paced in the waiting room as the hours passed by, worried for his younger sister’s well being. Arthur stood up and place a hand on his shoulder, reassuring him that she would be okay.

After painful hours of labor, the twins were finally born. A girl and a boy, the girl being the firstborn, both healthy.

Weasley genes were rather strong, the girl had Charlie’s beautiful green eyes and they both had red hair on the tops of their heads. The boy, however, had (Y/N)’s (E/C) eyes which she was quite happy about.

Charlie promised not to be the first to cry, but that was a promise he couldn’t keep. Once he saw his baby girl and boy, he was all tears, placing kisses all over his wife’s face and wiping the sweat away with a cloth.

(Y/N) held her son in her arms as Charlie attempted to steady the crying girl. Right at that second, The Weasley family came rushing in, stopping a few feet before Charlie and (Y/N)

“Goodness!” Molly exclaimed, “They’re so beautiful” She cried approaching her grandchildren with a large smile.

“Their names are Sophie Cedrella Weasley and Henry Fabian Weasley” Charlie announced, rocking his baby girl back and forth.

Molly covered her mouth as she began to cry. Her both her brothers Fabian and Gideon had been murdered during the First Wizarding War, “I know he would’ve loved to see his grand-niece and nephew” She smiled sadly.

Fred and George pulled out two little rattlers they had created in their joke shop and handed them to (Y/N) with wide grins

“They’re one of a kind!” George stated proudly

“Yeah! So don’t go breaking them” Fred said to the sleeping boy in (Y/N)’s arms. She gladly accepted the gifts from the twins with a large smile.

Bill grinned as he walked over, holding a box containing a set for the game Gobstones, “My niece and nephew can play like we used to at school” He grinned, setting the box down.

“Hey!” Jacob exclaimed, opening the door to the hospital room. There weren’t supposed to be that many people in one room, but they couldn’t keep waiting.

Jacob rushed to his sister’s side and froze in his tracks, gazing at the two children, “(Y/N), they’re so beautiful” he muttered, looking at the fussing baby girl.

“You know, It’s rude if you don’t let us in” Merula stated, walking in with her hands in her pockets. Behind her followed Rowan, Penny, Tulip, Andre, Barnaby, Andre, and Ben.

Ben noticed the sleeping boy and began shushing them, “He’s sleeping!” He whispered, “It’s rude if you wake him up!”

Andre and Tulip were holding an array of balloons, “We weren’t sure if they were gonna be girls or boys so we got both kinds of balloons, just to be safe” Tulip stated

Andre smiled, tying the balloons to the chair, “Bloody lucky we got both!” He laughed, setting another gift down on the chair, “Just a couple outfits, hope they fit” He grinned.

Penny set a bouquet of roses on the nightstand and Rowan set a stack of children’s book besides Andre’s present.

“We might have gone a little overboard” Penny smiled sheepishly and (Y/N) shook her head.

“No, this is perfect. Thank you” She smiled, tears of happiness streaming down her face.

“Uh, Charlie?” Ben called, walking up to him holding two patches in his hand, “I got these if you wanted to sew them on their clothes or something of that sort” Ben showed Charlie two different Dragon patches.

Charlie practically jumped with excitement, “Those are brilliant, Ben!” He replied. Ben couldn’t help but smile and he set the patches down on top of the books. Barnaby and Merula were holding two mobiles respectively

“They’re enchanted,” Merula stated proudly, “They change color, the dragons and hippogriffs fly around as well, but worry they’re perfectly safe”

Barnaby nodded reassuringly, “We’ve been working on them since you told us, they’re perfected”

“They may be perfect, but I think my gift will top yours” Tonks stated, stepping into the room. Penny was overjoyed to see her since she had not been in the waiting room with them.

Tonk’s hair was a brilliant shade of light purple, playing into (Y/N)’s comment that her hair was a different color every day, “Took me a while to find someone that would make such a tedious piece”

Tonks held a very ornate black box which had a golden Hogwarts crest, “Hope you two like it”

Tonks opened the box and a soft tune started, two figures popped up and began dancing around the box which had been enchanted to look like The Yule Ball they had attended during their years at Hogwarts.

Charlie look at the box in awe, “Is that?” He pointed, “Is that me?!” He gazed at the figurine version of himself, ponytail and everything, wearing the dress robes Andre had fixed up for him days before the ball.

“You’re welcome for that” Andre stated, reminded of the horrid robes Charlie had shown him prior to his modifications.

“And me” (Y/N) said, admiring the two figures dancing away. The (C/ O /C) dress glimmering as it moved, “Tonks, this is incredible”

“I know it isn’t a gift for the kids, but I wanted to do something different” She grinned, walking over to the girl Charlie held, “Isn’t that right, little Nymphadora?” She joked and (Y/N) shook her head

“I know that’s not her name, but it’s still hilarious”

(Y/N) couldn’t help but cry at all the love and support their families and friends were showing them. They were sure their children would grow up surrounded by the best people anyone could ask for.

[whatscallion]

don’t panic!

Pairing: Flirtatiously Quill x Unnamed OC ( it’ll make sense )

A/N: This is the first time I’ve really done an OC / Reader insert deal, but figured that the writing challenge set by @spxderbarnes would be a good time to start! Besides, who doesn’t enjoy Quill (okay, ignoring infinity war bc obvious reasons). Hope I did this remotely right. Lots of references to one of my favorite book series, and a fun film - ‘Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy’. Best if read in the voice of Stephen Fry. Summary: A failed date at Milliways, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, that is unabashedly crashed by a group of rowdy individuals - including one Star Lord. Shooting and great hair ensues. Word Count: 3,097

Special thanks to @cptsteven for dialogue help.

There were once stories written in the stars, carefully planned as to not tip any balance one way or another. There are those who wish to see this done, just for the sake of planetary chaos. This rarely bode well for the galaxy’s inhabitants. Yet amidst it all, there tended to be a common denominator, one that would surprise even the most powerful of beings.

And he had a knack for timing.

Milliways was, as always, a popular destination for all kinds of critters across the universe, both intelligent and not. The establishment boasted its exotic dishes through dismal advertising - most of which was by word of mouth, passing through the different curls of languages painting the cosmos. It was most known for its drinks, all of which required an incredibly high pain tolerance in order to consume. If that was survived, then surely the hangover would do the trick in granting untimely death. Fortunately enough, only about 5% of the universe’s populace could actually afford such a drink, so lesser beings didn’t have to worry, often opting for the local tap water, which was arguably just as bad.

But there she was - that bored girl from Terra who’d been unfortunately stood up in one of the most far-reaching restaurants anyone has or hasn’t heard of. How she managed to get there required a ridiculous amount of impossible abnormality. It was enough to require a change of clothing and sugary coffee to get by all those stars and that unending void. But it did end, in a sense, because that’s where Milliways was. There were all kinds of physics surrounding how it managed to ride the wave of the expanding universe, offering unparalleled views into a very true and very seamless abyss, but that was neither here nor there.

The tap water had something of a metallic taste to it, and our girl only took a sip or two before finally letting that scowl bleed through to compound her already lacking disposition. Through months of travelling as an unexpected guest aboard some intergalactic pirate ship, the novelty of alien compositions had worn off completely. Every possible color of the rainbow had come in every possible shape and texture any one being could think of. The excitement of the Final Frontier had waned, just as the restaurant’s atmosphere had over the course of several millennia. A once posh venue serving only the elite, Milliways had degraded itself to a tourist trap with questionable patrons and even more questionable dishes.

She grumbled about her absent date, expressing her disdain for what she’d been dressed in ( iridescent mesh had not been her choice, but that of the ship’s captain ) through a deep sneer and a subtle fidget. It was also incredibly uncomfortable, but of course, she’d been reassured she’d draw more attention than a Ta’avarian on the planet Nucleux, whatever that meant. It was becoming more and more apparent that the ship she’d been on had been waiting to unload their unwitting bounty to get on with their lives rather than pander to a fragile Terran who couldn’t even hold her breath for longer than a minute.

For a moment, she wondered how improbable it was to get a hamburger in this place that was made from a discernible meat. But thoughts were ceased as the doors to the restaurant whipped open to reveal a handful of very colorful individuals who immediately commanded attention through presence alone.

That and they were quite loud.

A tree ent, a raccoon ( that she assumed lived in a nest on the tree ent ), a scowling green woman, a larger scowling green man with intricate markings ( which she assumed was the reason he was shirtless in a restaurant ), and a man who looked surprisingly normal despite wearing green ( short ) gym shorts, a sweater, and flip flops. Never in her life had the Terran seen such a diverse group of individuals, prompting her to stare longer than what was deemed admissible, even by a Kloxin’s standards. For those unaware of the race known as ‘Kloxins’, they are an arachnid type species that can ensnare the mind if all eight eyes are met simultaneously. This would wreak havoc on the universe if everyone had eight eyes as well, so the Kloxins are doomed to simply control one another for the time being until evolution can throw them a bone.

The seemingly rowdy group went and sat in the corner of the restaurant, which held a perfect view of absolutely nothing while boasting about shooting this or slicing into that. The Terran girl only looked away when she felt the dryness of her tongue since her jaw had dropped somewhat. Right when she thought she’d seen it all, or at least became numb to it all, she became surprised at what this team was comprised of. She turned in her seat, greeted only with her reflection in the mirror at the back of Milliway’s bar, though it was frowning at her. Envy, curiosity, anxiety - they all wracked through her system, and she’d offered whatever imaginary greater force her soul in exchange for regular clothing. Her kingdom for denim. Whoever that was was obviously busy, for her attire didn’t change in the slightest, bringing her to groan in self-pity.

Hidden behind her hands that had been stained blue since first being picked up off her planet, there was a subtle shift in the space next to her. Some sort of extra-sensory thing she wished she could put her finger on, choosing to believe cosmic radiation had started to change her when really, she was just being perceptive and it was oddly quiet. She peeked through her fingers, finding that the most normal of that loud crowd had chosen to sit beside her, though he wasn’t looking at her.

She couldn’t help but glance down at the gym shorts that looked as if they’d gotten two inches shorter since he’d entered the place.

“You look normal,” he finally said, just before hailing down the robotic bartender for a glass of tap water, neat. “Like you’re not from anywhere near Centuri or anything.”

For those unaware, the radiation belt surrounding Centuri covers millions upon millions of lightyears of space, thus turning most inhabitants into something that resembles what your aunt would bring to Thanksgiving for dessert: globby, bits of things floating in it, and unappetizing in color.

“Uh,” she started, unaware that she’d been served something that resembled a hamburger, but strong suspicions would have her believe it was merely a facade for something tasting akin to celery. Mind reading robots tended to operate that way, acting on visual dreams rather than the substance that created them. “I guess I’m normal? I don’t know what to categorize as normal. Earth isn’t very normal to begin with.”

This managed to grab the man’s attention, bringing him to turn in his seat to face her completely, making it increasingly difficult to not steal another glance at the magically diminishing shorts. His eyes were alight with curiosity and relation, which forced the Terran to assume he knew the planet she was from. She could only hope that his opinions of the place were good, making him one of the very few she’d come across with the right attitude. More often than not, she feigned being from Earth’s moon which was the equivalent to being from America’s Alaska when traveling abroad.

Same neighborhood, but unassociated to those who don’t know better.

“Earth? Really? Hey, I’m from there. What a coinkidink. Did ‘Temple of Doom’ just blow Indiana Jones out of the water or what?” He looked too hopeful for that, but the truth was out of her mouth before she could really stop it.

“What? No. It’s the worst of the original trilogy. Earth collectively doesn’t even talk about the fourth one.” The girl sounded harsher than she intended. Probably.

“Trilogy? They made another one after ‘Temple of Doom’? And another after that?” While he looked minutely downcast, there was an eagerness to know more about the planet she came from. Which was his planet as well. “What uh- What else did they do?”

“Remade ‘Footloose’.”

“WHAT.”

His exclamation was enough to draw the attention of the restaurant’s patrons, all of whom were now settle with varying gazes upon the two at the bar. While she seemed a bit shy about the attention, her neighbor seemed unphased by it, as if he were used to being watched with differing states confusion.

He was oblivious, until someone spoke up.

“‘Footloose’? You’re kidding me.” It was more a growl than anything, followed by the unmistakable noise of a chair skidding across worn laminate flooring. The man in the shorts turned before the Terran girl did, both now looking across the dining room at what could only be described as a heaping pile of slimy ropes mushed together to vaguely resemble a bipedal . . . thing.

This was a member of the Gliphtrin race, who are infamous for finding sheer joy in throwing small rocks at bigger rocks, then eating said smaller rocks. But eating was unnecessary since they were all collections of smaller beings that greatly resembled boiled hagfish, absorbing their needed nutrients from the air around them. They are, collectively, notorious for having tempers and holding grudges. In fact, they hold the record for longest grudge held, which predates the universe’s creation by three and a half days.

No one is really sure what the grudge is, or who it is against, but it is known to be fierce and misplaced.

“Ooooooh, heeeey . . . you.” The green-shorted man had obviously forgotten this particular alien’s name, and it was apparently the wrong thing to do. The Terran girl could just sit there and watch as if a fly on the wall, wishing she had a glass of water she could hide behind - preferably one that didn’t threaten her livelihood. “Haven’t seen you in a while. How’s it hanging? Low and a little to the left?”

“You stole my fuel! And left me deserted on a desert planet! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW BAD THAT IS FOR MY SKIN?!” This growing conflict between green shorts and rope monster was growing a bit comfortable as far as the Terran was concerned, which would explain why she slipped from her seat to put distance between her at the verdant booty shorts. This felt like an inevitable disaster, which would be truly fatal considering they were in a place that was nothing more than a pocket of air in the vastness of space, which had no air.

The lingering sensation of possible death sat heavily at the back of the Terran’s mind as she continued to sidestep away from the only other Earthling she’d met in roughly six months. This felt like a bad mix of whatever was going between the two and tainted water, which was proving to be volatile, even by the universe’s standards.

“Hey! YOU said you had spare fuel! YOU said I could have what you had in order to get to Knowhere! YOU CAN’T BLAME ME FOR TRUSTING ONE OF YOUR WEIRD TALKING FACE HOLES!” The flipflopped man had a way with words, it seemed.

Nowhere? Huh, thought the Terran, now at the edge of the bar.

The rope monster roared with all billion mouths it apparently had, which rightfully incited chaos almost immediately. The Terran girl dove behind the bar in a shimmering flash of iridescence, quick to curl into a ball against the shattering of numerous bottles that had been adorning the back counter. Fear held her tightly, keeping her from even imagining the war carrying on just a few feet away from her small safe haven in the corner of a dingy countertop. Imagine her surprise when a body had hopped over and fell to the floor beside her.

The booty shorts man. And he had a gun. Or what she assumed to be a gun. It wasn’t a gun by Terran standards, but it was definitely something you pointed at something else to make it stop moving one way or another. Part of his sweater was burned off.

Oh.

That got the Terran’s attention. She hadn’t quite noticed there could’ve been muscle beneath that poly-blend.

“DAMN IT!” He wasn’t nearly as happy that his clothing was ruined. “Rocket! ANY LUCK?!”

There was nothing but cackling in return, which had actually been a good answer since the tension of the situation slowly dissipated from him as he sat up, checking the gun thing in his hand and finally noticing the girl he’d been talking to was right beside him.

“Oh, hey. Didn’t think you were alive. So that’s cool. I’m Peter, by the way.” He held out his free hand, and took her own, but the destruction raining down around them kept her from really returning the favor and giving him her name. From the pocket of his shorts ( which she really could not get over ), he produced a small device - an MP3 player. “This calls for some mood music, yah know?”

She immediately recognized the tune as he put it on.

‘Kiss’ by Prince. A classic.

“If we all get out of here alive, wanna come with? Couldn’t help but notice that whole forlorn doe-eyed look you had going on earlier. We could use a girl on the crew.” It was mind boggling to the Terran that Peter was so calm as glass and splintered wood peppered the air so continuously. This must be a somewhat common occurrence.

“I-...what? That green woman-..”

“Gamora? She’s alright. Bit rough around the edges. Actually, a lot rough around the edges. Did you know she slept with that Iron Dude once? She said he cried.” There was ample snickering on his part, which made up for the complete lack of comprehension on the Terran’s part. “But hey, you should definitely think about it. It’d be fun and nice. We’re cool. I’m the coolest, because I’m the captain. I have my own ship and everything. And music.”

She was just so . . . flabbergasted.

“Peter, I don’t mean to sound rude or anything since we just met, and there’s a lot going on, but are you flirting with me?” Part of her hoped he wasn’t, just because the timing would be so strange - almost too cinematic and cliche.

But a much larger part of her hoped he was.

“I don’t know, maybe?” He spoke as he reloaded his gun thing, or so she assumed. “Is it working? Because if it is, I’m definitely flirting.”

This man wearing shorts that left so little to the imagination and ( what she knew to be ) Old Navy flip flops was being so smooth despite the complete hot mess he made himself look like. The crooked smirk beneath the slightly grown facial hair was the kicker. It was then that the Terran found herself budding a whole new appreciation for the jaded hue and a new take on casual wear.

Before she could answer, the entire bar area fell prey to what had been a nega-space hand grenade, which had instantly condensed the entire bar structure to one single atom before exploding it outward in a grand display of absolute annihilation. But in the wake of something so absolute, there was only silence. Who had lived through that?

Everyone.

The Gliphtrin had scattered after basically being disassembled during the blast, and most of the patrons had been dubiously ( and conveniently ) knocked out as well. It was undoubtedly the crew that Peter had arrived with that were the first to stir from where they’d landed during the fight and subsequent explosion, murmuring curses at both parties involved. It was pertinent that they leave immediately before word of their usual shenanigans got to the Vogons who would almost literally bury them in necessary paperwork.

“That was less than I expected,” the raccoon cackled as he scrambled for the door, Treebeard following with only one arm less than he’d shown up with. “I’m disappointed in kids these days. Ain’t a good fight in the stars.”

“We’re not really looking to fight, Rocket,” the green woman spoke, sheathing a sword that had been hidden away when she’d entered the restaurant. “We’re running out of places we’re not banned from. If we keep this up, we’ll be eating whatever Drax feels like cooking.”

“I make great meals. I don’t know what you’re talking about, making it sound like torture,” the large tattooed man said, flicking what looked to be a finger off his bare shoulder. “If I wanted to actually torture you, it would not be with life-sustaining food.”

“On the bright side, we’re all alive, right?” Peter had gotten up, somehow forgetting the Terran’s existence in the process. Maybe the blast had scrambled his brains a little. “And I know, I know - I say that every time, but I’ll stop saying it when it stops being true.”

They were heading out when they heard a very meek ‘hey’ from the collateral left behind them. When Peter turned to look back at the noise, almost expecting one of the mini-rope monsters egging him on, he could only do that damned crooked smirk again at the site of torn mesh.

The Terran girl.

“Hey, buttercup, you’re alive! Wanna come with?” Even if he’d been unabashedly flirting before in the midst of a firefight, there was still some semblance of sincerity there as he watched her stand, completely ignoring the incredulous looks from his cohorts. “We’re heading to uh . . . I think it’s Gre’qrium next. Right?”

He had to look to those standing around him for confirmation, which he got by way of enthusiastic nods before they began to amble off.

“Whaddya say? I heard it’s got rivers of pearls, incredible food, and a really relaxed policy on clothing.”

“Hell yes, I do,” she answered, more than thankful that her date had stood her up at that god awful restaurant. She started to walk with him towards a teal and orange ship that looked a lot cooler than the pirate ship she’d previously been on. “Wait, what do you mean relaxed policy?”

“It’s a nudist planet,” the green woman answered from inside the ship.

“Oh,” said the Terran. “That’s uh . . .”

“Don’t worry,” Peter said, throwing an arm around the girl in what she hoped was a comforting gesture. “It’s not like they look like us.”

“They look worse,” said the one she assumed was Drax. “Beautiful, but worse.”

“We’ve got a trip ahead of us. Tell me what I’ve missed at home. Clothing optional.”

Peter winked.

Everyone but the Terran rolled their eyes.

[zanpyreanor]

CW Prompt: Introduction

Tell us about your character! What are their favorite things, their least favorite things? How old are they? Have they been in any battle.

Let's say we were meeting for the first time at Kit's Tavern Night, How would you introduce yourself?

Zan: Massive Idiot who really isn’t.

The Zan character has been played for many many years, so some of his developments may seem over the top, but it's largely due to all the things he's done since BC.

Zan is the fourth of six children (blame the dice) of a now deceased high priest and a ranger captain and was the late bloomer of his family, having flunked out of seminary and everything else he tried. He spent most of his life before the fall of Quel'thalas helping his retired mother around the family jewelry shop; which was the front half of a third of a building which the family lived in. It's located at 24 Phoenix Way, the Bazaar, Silvermoon. Zan was a shop boy, accountant, and artisan crafter. As a non-combatant, when Zan noticed the first undead wandering the Bazaar he locked up the shop, covered the windows with blankets and blocked them with shelves, then locked himself in a large hidden walk-in safe closet.

By pure luck, the building he was in wasn't destroyed, his family's part of the building had some damage but it was salvagable, other parts of the building reqired repair. Zan's sisters managed to escape the Scourge alive and found their brother. They brought a priest named Tyan Sunbrand who they'd rescued with them and entrusted their brother with babysitting him. With their flight from Silvermoon they collected other survivors, Dalaen Duskhallow and Iviaen Brightblaze, and the three along with Tyan's brother and nephew wound up staying attached to the Pyreanor clan as their homes and families were lost, and they had nothing to return to.

To Zan's surprise, his parents had bank account not just in Quel'thalas but in other locations, too. He sent Iviaen as an agent to collect those funds and began loaning out money to those seeking to rebuild their businesses while the vaults in Quel'thalas were still smoldering.

Zan fell for Tyan shortly before the rest of his family and friends went off with Kael'thas, leaving him alone. In the time shortly before the departure, Zan befriended Kemnebi Sunrunner, a psychologically malfunctioning and half-feral ranger whom he managed to earm the trust of by providing food and eventually Tyan's healing. When Zan fell into a deep depression with his friends and family gone, and Kemnebi realized that something was wrong when three days passed without a food visitation. He tracked Zan down and remained at Zan's residence indefinitely. As time passed, Zan gave up on his family returning. Kemnebi taught him to tinker to help him pass the time and Zan began to create not only jewelry but little practical gadgets as well.

Eventually his family returned, without Tyan, but with rumors of his death by a creature called a Naaru. He learned of the Blood Knight Order from his uncle, and that the creature that killed Tyan was being used to grant people access to the Light. Zan took his elder sister's sword and sought to join the order and heal in Tyan's place or at least avenge Tyan. One rejection, one full body sunburn from a Naaru later, and his uncle pulling a bunch of strings including taking on training Zan himself, he successfully joined the order. Since he was a -5 on the scale of 0 to hero, Zan had to work arguably harder than most of the other initiates just to be on an even footing.

Tyan turned out to be alive and eventually Tyan reciprocated Zan's affection. The Pyreanor became a boarding house, expanded into the rest of its building, and built more floors, making it what it is today. He's also managed to get security clearances and has various associations with a number of different groups, including a group of Inquisitors through Tyan and a Reliquary vault through Dalaen and Iviaen.

Zan enjoys cooking, cuddling, inventing, and cracking jokes. He finds those who take themselves too seriously or are cruel just to be cruel distasteful, he finds those that lust after or flaunt power and authority unbecoming.

He plays dumb and has a self-depreciating sense of humor. For many people it's hard to take him seriously, he seems like an idiot, but he's hiding his potential beneath his facade, and beneath that he's hiding a lifetime of guilt, self-loathing, and failure that very few ever see.

Zan is old enough to know better but young enough to not give a damn. He's largely chaotic good and holds moral law above written law whenever he can safely do so.

Those who delve deep into Zan's file at the Blood Knight hall will find a service record that shows he served in many battles throughout the Outland campaign at the rank of Knight as a healer, and then senior healer. The Blood Knights worked with the Shattered Sun offensive during the Sunwell campaign and pre-campaign. One notable incident during that era for Zan was a time the unit he served in was purging Felblood Elves from the Throne of Kil'jaden, which ended disastrously when the unit found itself face to face with Kazzak. This wiped out a majority of the infantry and command, leaving the healers and back line alone. He called the back line back and the group of survivors together, behind arcane and light barriers, managed to get down off the mountain to safety with minimal further casualties, which landed the awkward light-wielding tinkerer-accountant a battlefield promotion in command of a small unit throughout the Sunwell campaign. He proved surprisingly competent when pushed came to shove, and his group did well. The result of this was the battlefield promotion to Champion before the final battle for the well and a larger force under his command.

After the second Scourge attack on Quel'thalas, Zan took a leave of absence and traveled with the Argent Dawn, now the Argent Crusade, to Northrend. He assisted them, and then the Ashen Verdict, in the war against the Lich King because fuck that guy, though Zan didn't really get much farther than helping secure the citadel, and wasn't among the heroes who vanquished Arthas.

When he returned to Quel'thalas he shifted to reservist status and spent his service time working as a desk jock so he can spend more time watching over home, family, and business.

Zan drifts where he's needed, or where he's interested in sharing his healing and inventive abilities. As a reservist, he's sometimes called to work with vanguard forces as an agent of the Blood Knight Order largely providing not healing but his technical expertise in establishing infrastructure. Once a new front's infrastructure is secure, he returns home.

Zan doesn't talk about his combat experience, most people who were not there or don’t have access to his file probably don't know all that much about it. People know he sets up communication arrays, that he will create light hands to slap people upside the head when they're acting stupid, and can locate people if they leave their com device keyed up long enough.

His playing dumb routine is how he shirks responsibility, he's actually dangerously clever and his routine tricks people into doing what they should never do--underestimate him. Along the same thought line, he's doesn't flaunt his rank, or display his full potential--the extent of his skills is a jealously guarded secret left for those rare moments when shit gets real. People are left wondering why this idiot is a reserve in the Order's roster at all.

When meeting people for the first time, Zan's likely to smile a big stupid smile and introduce himself as, "Hi I'm Zandrae Pyrenaor, but you can call me "You Idiot."" Yes, he finger quotes that shit.

[survivor-iceland]

Ep. 5 - “i want to see a live reaction to this in the reunion chat” - Maynor

Stephen

Ahahaha by the grace of the inactivity gods im still here. This is my karma for suffering through the preseason of Erinsborough. Now, I may not have actually gone home, but who knows I had an gut feeling and those are usually right.

Stephen

*laughing about surviving* Jay: Music Videos! *stops laughing*

Dylan C

me: [volunteers to edit for this challenge] me: [regrets this 5 min later]

John

ok i have a LOT of tea that needs spilled so sit back, relax, and enjoy this feature presentation:

-first things first, cormac. why couldn’t you have just voted. i would have one more ally and stephen would be out. so thanks.

-second, zoe told me about her advantage and how she has connections to the other side so that we should have a group of 5 at the merge. so that’s mind blowing. i’m just like in shock because in a way, cormac getting pulled allowed me to be zoe’s number 1. and that’s amazing. we stan.

-third, sierra is driving me insane. constant overdrive from her, and she’s starting to cross the divide between helpful and micromanaging. she can micromanage herself out of the game for all i care.

-fourth, timmy is ADORABLE. i’m definitely trying to get a cross tribal alliance with him bc wow. he cute. like really. he’s cute.

Keith John

Well if episodes are named here, This title of this episode would be "How you get screwed When tribal council gets Cancelled."

From being in a safe position last night to waking up and realizing that I am screwed in this game.

First of all, THANK YOU CORMAC for going out at the worst time possible. Last night my name was thrown out by Stephen. So obviously people entertained the idea.I do feel that I would have stayed but Cormac's evac has changed alot.

I had a planned final three with Cormac and Zoe, with Cormac gone. I'm down one alliance member.

Stephen is still in the game. And I know he is targeting me.

Maynor never spoke to me about the vote much. Inspite of me approaching him before tribal to see if he wanted to work together

John. who said he would have my back and would tell me if anyone would throw my name out. Never told me about Stephen's plan. I am sure he knew about it.

Sierra and I haven't bonded much personally. A little my fault there.

And Lastly Zoe. I know for now she definitely has my back. And I have hers but it feels like my game is extremely dependent on her. I feel alot of people want to work with her. And how long will she want to work with me? That I don't know.

Honourary mention: JAY thanks for throwing a challenge that I would suck at the most. I hate being on camera, Hate singing unless I wanna punish someone. 

Raffy

Cormac being gone kind of relieves me since he has been giving me bad vibes ever since day 1 of this game. Now that's just one more person that I do not talk to out of the way. I figure that merge is happening at 11 because Jay said there was a twist which can only mean that it is merge or that someone is coming back into the game. Maybe both. I'm just going to focus on winning this challenge for my tribe by providing the lip sync of my life. This shit is about to be so FIRE.

Raffy

I think I am fully in crackhead behavior. I just messaged 6 people at the same time trying to have conversations with them. This one world has made a mess of me, and I do not like it. Also, I am pretty much giving up on the idol because I don't want to go through the effort of hunting for it. So, instead, I'll just pray that it isn't used against me.

Maynor

Well. Now im not sure if Stephen vote was true or not but i have to rely on that my allies were gunna be with me. Its sad seeing cormac go since he was someone i connected with. But im glad it was done before tribal and not after tribal. Im hoping we could win immunity this round since im still feeling a little nervousish. 

Maynor

Catch me voting out John for calling Timmy cute.

Omg. Like i want to see a live reaction to this in the reunion chat. Them finding out we are dating. 😂😂

Raffy

I kind of put my neck out there in this challenge by suggesting the song. While I am not editing the video, I did make the song suggestion which is almost as important. Perhaps this could lead to my downfall. Furthermore, I talked to Dylan and they said that only themselves, Ellie, Justin, and I submitted videos which means we are missing Timmy's and Joseph's. Plus, editing takes a long time, so Dylan might not even use their videos if they are late. I just hope what people managed to film is enough. I've never won a music video challenge, and I am hoping this game can change that. I'm not that confident though. 

Raffy

I think I have made some strong connections in this tribe and the other. The people who I have talked about staying strong and working together include Justin, John, Dylan, Ellie, Timmy, and Keith. This seems like a diverse group of people that I can fall back on if one ends up turning their back on me. I always have to have back-up allies, otherwise I am liable to get voted out early in merge which I suspect is soon. I just want to establish myself in another alliance, but that seems hard in this game. I don't know who would be in that new alliance, but it would be some combination of the people I mentioned and others who I get good vibes from. Let's pray for me!

John

if rupaul was judging this music video challenge, she’d be telling us to sashay away. we are literally on the level of valentina with her mask on bad.

Ellie

Let’s hope that this damn video comes togather 

Stephen

We’re losing this challenge. Theres only about 4/5 of us in the video, a lot of the video is from the original music video and the rest is... ok, but not great. Dylan CI wanna say we have a better video but I'm gonna be the most biased on the tribe since I edited the damned thing for about four hours. I had to sacrifice some synchronicity a little bit towards the beginning to get Ellie in for the 10 seconds for the extra points. I had originally trimmed her clip to what I could match up the best, but then I double checked the post lol. Hope the judges don't care too much there.

Dylan C

I'm not even gonna go feral. I'm just gonna lay face down on my kitchen floor for a while.

Stephen

I.... okay, im not complaining. But yeah judges thanks but the fuck?

Dylan C

I'm like, actually upset right now? Like not so much that we lost, but that I spent all that time editing, when I've been worried about getting all my homework done this weekend but I volunteered to edit and wasn't about to back out cos that'd be shitty!!, only to lose by 20 motherfucking points. And also? I worked with what my tribe gave me bitch!!! Raffy was the only one who recorded the whole song, Justin did like half, Ellie and Joseph only gave me short clips, and Timmy was sick so he didn't film anything? I just wasted my entire afternoon and evening on this when I have real life shit I should've taken care of, but I made a commitment to my tribe, and for what? Tribal that's going to be happening while I'm at one of my Thanksgiving events! Granted, that was going to occur regardless upon losing since I'll be busy both Thanksgiving and the day after. But fucking still. Kinda just wanna ghost the world atm.

John

i’m kinda torn that we won. on one hand, we’re safe. on the other hand, i wanted to vote out stephen. so like, i’m feeling mixed emotions. these people will be dangerous to take to the merge. i hope it’s not next.

Dylan C

Kinda funny how I was so zazzed to be strategic at the start of this but I really haven’t been since. Strategy? I don’t know her. Also I’ve been ass about socializing one on one with ppl on the other tribe so I have a feeling that’ll bite me in mine. 

Sierra

By some miracle, we’re safe! I’m so glad that we don’t have to vote anyone out right now... especially because I don’t have my vote right now. Maybe I can make it to the merge and hide for the first vote there without having to vote. 

Joseph Collins

I am confusion. Dylan did such a good job editing. Our tribe and group is such a great mix of personalities and stories. And they came together to blend and make an amazing video. I actually got emotional watching it. I was very surprised to find out we lost. And now, we have to vote someone off our tribe. I hate it so much. I feel like it’s gonna be Timmy. He was absent in the time-crunch immunity challenge. Even Justin showed up and showed out which I thought was awesome. I like Timmy. And I feel like this is a hard vote for others so now I have to go be cutthroat Jo

Justin

Alright, so another tribal for us. I feel better than last time, but I'm still not 100% confident I won't be targeted again. Before the results for the challenge came in though, Raffy approached me and started talking to me some more about working together which makes me feel better keeping him around. Especially since I realized that he talks to me more than Ellie, so honestly I want her out now cuz whenever I talk about working together she leaves me on read. So, in conclusion I don't want you in the game lol. At least Raffy talks to me and says he wants to work with me, even if it might be fake. I told Joseph that I would like Ellie out, but he says Timmy cuz he doesn't talk to him and he feels Ellie could be our shield. I don't want him to go yet because I feel like he would vote with me, but I'm not jeopardizing my game to save him since he barely talks to me too. Although Joseph makes a good point that Ellie can make a good shield, I feel like we have other shields to hide behind in Raffy and Dylan. Plus, I feel like she has more connections than Timmy could get if he keeps playing the way he is.

Maynor

Im so happy that we were able to pull of the win in immunity. Im making it to the final 11. I really want to make it far in this game. I am really hoping Timmy stays alive. Like i know its bias cuz we are together. But we normally dont play the game together. Im just hoping we can make it far together this time. Plus ❤️ Jay. It would be amazing if i won this game. Me winning my first and last game would be pretty awesome. So im going to try my hardest.

Timmy

So apparently Justin is going around saying my name. Does this idiot not realize that I’m the reason he stayed last tribal we went to. Like seriously, and apparently he’s telling everyone the same thing that he’ll be with them always. And he calls me inactive, like sorry you message me at 9am when I’m walking into work and j can’t answer you until like 5pm when I get out. He better leave this tribal. I wish it was happening tonight just to also move things forward.

Dylan C

Me? Lying by omission to Ellie? It’s more likely than you’d think. Justin gave me her name earlier, and I tried to talk him out of it. He made a comment about keeping it between us. Now Ellie’s told me that Justin through her name out. “Between us.” Sure, Jan. And hey, I never mentioned it to Ellie or Raffy in our alliance chat (which exists as of last night). So I did keep it between us unlike him. Didn’t mention it because he had a decent point about Ellie’s strong social game, but now isn’t the time to try to get her out, IMO. Especially since I’ve just allied with her. Granted, I’ve turned on allies shortly after making alliances before but that’s not happening in this game. No way. So, I just acted like I didn’t know when Ellie told me and I’ll keep on that. That’s how I’ve been doing a lot: acting like some information people has given me is new to me (usually with Joseph tbh) when it isn’t new at all. Just kinda agree, maybe say I was already thinking about that, but not imply that I’d been Discussing it, depending on how I’m talking to.  

Ellie

So Justin is scrambling like HARDCORE, He threw Timmy’s name out and hen my name out right after saying that we were tight, and he’s so paranoid and it’s driving all of us crazy. Like we have until tomorrow night, chill out. And Jospeh really wants Timmy out but I’m like IF WE TAKE JUSTIN TO MERGE HE WILL FLIP WITHIN FIVE MINUTES!! Timmy might not be the most active but at least he’s fucking loyal. Raffy, Timmy, and I want Justin out so badly. Dylan is trying to listen before making a concrete decision, and Joseph and Justin want Timmy out. Justin even wants me out apparently.

RaffyA lot happened today, so I am going to break it down. Last night, Timmy, Ellie, and I (Just Go With It) discussed the vote early. Timmy suggested that we might want to get rid of Joseph or Dylan since he thought he would be able to sway Justin, since he considers Justin a close ally to him. That's when we all compared notes that Justin had claimed his apparent closeness to everyone on the tribe. This immediately put him on my radar as it could be a sign a double-crosser later down the road. As was not going to push anything since tribal was two days away, however I did talk with Ellie a little bit and she seemed down to vote Justin since she had a close relationship with Joseph and Dylan. While this was happening, Dylan created the Hypothetical Alliance with Ellie and I. This is great news since that means Ellie and I have control over two other votes (Timmy and Dylan) based solely on votes. In this way, whoever I wanted gone would go. Justin messaged me early in the morning asking about the vote. He heavily suggested that we vote for Timmy because he is inactive and bad at challenges, but those are the things that I want in an ally going into a merge. Besides that, Justin was asking incessant, paranoia-filled questions regarding the vote and would not let up. It is safe to say that he doesn't get that he's being incredibly messy and scramble-y when he doesn't have to be. The vote isn't until tomorrow, yet he's acting like it's in thirty minutes! The King of Crack right here! Anyways, so I told Ellie and then she was experiencing the same thing, so we then told Timmy. Timmy instantly wanted him gone which meant what I wanted from the beginning was going to happen. Furthermore, I learned from Ellie that Justin does not trust me and that he thinks I am vague and noncommittal. Not only that, apparently Ellie heard him say her name from someone. This dude is incredibly dangerous for my alliance! So, I was determined to see him go and to get everyone to go after him. Joseph was a tough nut to crack. He was very adamant today about voting out Timmy and keeping Justin. Apparently, Ellie got through to him, but I do not know how well that worked out for her. I have a feeling that Justin also said that he was tight with Joseph to the latter as he did with everyone. And Joseph thinks it is serious which means they'll be a powerful duo going into merge. I have to keep my eye on Joseph and make sure he doesn't slip from my grasp. Other than that, I managed to get Dylan on board with the vote as they thought Justin's paranoia and overall messiness was also a danger going into merge. Finally, Zoe approached me today asking who I felt good with. I knew she was sniffing for an alliance so I said Ellie, Dylan, and Timmy. She suggested that, since a merge was coming soon, that we create an alliance with Dylan, Timmy, and John making us a strong 5. I immediately agreed of course. A strong alliance helps me navigate the merge more comfortably and easily. Plus, in that alliance, I have Dylan and Timmy to have a majority over the decisions. So, if it came down to us 5, I would be good. Not only that, but this means that Dylan and Timmy will vote together in this tribal along with Ellie and I, ensuring that Justin goes to EoE. This is all working out for me. I do not know whether to tell Ellie about this alliance eventually, but I am planning on keeping it pretty tight-lipped for the most part. What doesn't kill her makes her stronger. And that's what you missed on Glee Johndamn. who knew i’d align myself with the perfect ride or die. she has an advantage and NOW she has an idol?! she is STACKED, and now i gotta protect her at all costs.

Maynor

Ive been talking to Keith a lot more now but heard from Timmy that people have been saying that he has been doing that with everyone so idk what to think of our bonding. Like i would like to think he would be on my side but who knows. We been talking about pokemon cards and the funko pops that i have. Its been fun. Im really glad talking to him more. 

Keith John

Due to thanksgiving. Tribal was moved a day ahead and everyone was busy celebrating. So things have been slow.

I decided to take the opportunity to complete the fox portion of the idol hunt. which turned out to nothing, As Zoe already informed me and Cormac that she got the advantage. after informing her I told her I will give the other path on the idol hunt a try. didn't want to go behind her back and do it. especially we are expecting a swap. this is my first time playing so I'm not sure that its a sure swap or another twist. 

Also finally I messaged Timmy again. After he didn't reply to me the first time. which was like 10 days ago. I know since I felt that I wasn't in the best position possible during the last tribal. I should have made an attempt before to talk to him as I need people, any people who want to work with me. But since I have had previous instances when I worked abroad, when people immediately snubbed or ignored me or changed their attitudes towards me when they found out that I am a Pakistani. N for a moment I felt like Timmy had decided that he didn't want to work with me. And me being a Pakistani was the reason. Which I guess is stupid on my part, I saw he added other people from the game to his skype. But didn't even reply to me. So When Zoe brought up the possibility of working with him. I decided to approach him again. This time he did reply. he seems nice but reserved. hopefully, we swap on the same tribe since we might have mutual friends who want to work together. But I would also like to make a genuine friendship with him and whether that becomes an alliance or not. that's to be seen.

OK Signing off for the night.

Timmy

People are quiet today in PMs but i hope that’s since we talked about tribal yesterday. Justin better be going bc he’s a snake ass bitch and I can’t deal with that shit.

Zoe

I got an idol, folks!!!!!!

I'm incredibly surprised at the rest of the tribe's laziness, considering I now have an advantage and an idol. The downside of the idol is that I have lost my vote next tribal, so now I really have to have trust in my tribe members and alliances cross tribal to keep me going through the twist, unknown as of five minutes before tribal. I predict a swap, but (not) knowing Jay makes me doubt that as well.

I'm still really sad about Cormac, but it's my game, not his game. As long as I can still count on my other connections, I'll just have to go on strong and know that it wasn't his time.