#he called me king of mixed signals help

[syrips]

love when my partner asks me what i want to do as if im not an autistic polyamorous genderfluid pansexual entity

ive never made a final decision in my entire life please decide for me or we will be in an infinite feedback loop

[zahri-melitor]

Robin 2021 by Joshua Williamson: I’m a few issues in, and I have such mixed feelings about this book.

Damian absolutely required a title by someone that loved him deeply and dearly to refocus and reboot his character. And it’s clearly doing that.

I’m not sure this title is doing anything good for any other character who appears or is mentioned in it, and through that it also makes Damian seem like a self-absorbed smug ignoramus who doesn’t stop to think for a second about anyone outside his own concerns, but that does fit Damian.

Bruce musing on Damian: “calling him entitled would be an understatement. To the role of Robin.”

Yes, well, Damian absolutely did believe he was entitled to the role of Robin. Whether he was actually entitled was another matter given someone else was already in the position, but oh boy did Damian and his writers think he especially deserved it because of being Bruce’s biological kid.

And what do I mean ‘he’s clearly ignorant?’

Stuff like this. Really Damian? You think King Snake knows nothing about your family? Edmund Dorrance? I mean he’s only a major member of Tim’s rogue’s gallery, tends to appear to die every appearance, and is by implication tied up in drama that Cass had in Hong Kong through the fact that Lynx I was his lieutenant, but go off I guess.

Defeating King Snake is not actually a particularly impressive fight, because he always looks like he’s died. Which just makes the League of Lazarus and their competition look like a bunch of wannabe tryhards

Also not helped by this:

So…cheating to win a fight against Ben Turner, Shiva deliberately kept out of this (but if ‘cheating to win’ is acceptable, Tim easily qualifies for this tournament as well, and he’s done it to Shiva multiple times), and if you don’t know that Richard Dragon would lose a fight to help teach someone because he’s more interested in teaching combat these days you don’t read Richard Dragon stuff.

This is not an impressive tournament. Like no wonder they’re all getting over excited about Connor Hawke being in it; he’s literally the only fighter who is near Shiva’s list who is present.

I mean, cmon, Double Dare and Lady Vic are here. They both are fundamentally irritations rather than actual big fights. Nobody is actually scared of Aliki’s fighting skills. NITE-WING is in this thing. Tad is a literal joke character whose entire purpose is to seem like a needy wannabe.

I can possibly see a route to interesting commentary coming out of Damian spending a lot of time beating up Dick and Tim’s rogue galleries, but that would require Damian to even be aware that he’s doing that.

I mean I’ll feel better about it if Connor even noticed that apparently a Silver Monkey is on this island, given their history, but the signals in this title are all over the place.

I have no doubt that Damian is going to have a bunch of personal growth and revelations over this story. It’s just…what the story is telling me and what the characters that are included in this are telling me are giving me very, very different narratives, and given what I know about Williamson’s character focus in his writing on Damian’s personal exceptionality, I’m not fully convinced the narrative of ‘you don’t have to measure yourself against Dick and Tim, and that you feel you need to is something you should work on’ is going to come through clearly enough, even though the seeds are there.

Also wow yeah ‘your son’ and ‘son of the bat’ is used with exhausting regularity in the early issues.

[eyeslikewatercoolers]

would u do either “calloused palm against soft cheek” or “six missed calls” for anarcia 🙏🙏 (OR BOTH?)

I've been thinking a LOT about this one anarcia fic I found on wattpad about princess Marcia and commoner Anetra in a medieval setting. So here's my little rendition of an Anarcia medieval au (with some alchemy/magic)

Marcia tightened the strings of her cloak as she stepped into the smelter's shop. She heard the fire from the smelter and a hammer hitting the iron into horseshoes. It was loud, dark, and smokey inside.

These men could care less that she was the princess from a far-off land set to marry their king. But she couldn't risk anyone seeing her.

Marcia walked up to the large man in the corner of the room, who sat at a desk with inventory scrolls. Before she said anything, the man looked up at her.

"She sent Georgie about six times yesterday, you know," He said as he continued writing.

Marcia nodded solemnly, remembering the duck following her through her line of ladies in waiting. She couldn't give the familiar any attention, the castle staff would start to question her.

"Can I see her?" she asked, looking where the door was supposed to be. To most, it was a plain black wall. But Marcia could see the faint silver outline of the door.

The section of the door turned sideways and a figure with long dark hair peaked out. "Thank you, Father. She can come in," Anetra said plainly as she returned to her chambers.

The wall turned back as Marcia stepped through. Georgie gave her some welcoming quacks from his small pool as she took off her cloak. She held it awkwardly as Anetra went back to her desk.

Marcia stepped quietly to see what Anetra was working on. There were glass beakers with different ingredients, some smoking and some freezing.

Anetra didn't look up from the mixtures, "The general store is out of flax flowers," She said as she stirred a blue liquid with a slight shimmer. "Can you help me?"

Anetra finally looked at her, her eyes slightly pleading. Marcia hadn't done much magic since moving into the castle. Only when others wouldn't notice, like perking up flowers or fixing a loose chair.

She had to be careful, this kingdom did not take to outsiders very well. Her old kingdom thrived on magic and alchemy, but they were small and poor. Her parents sending her off for marriage was their only option.

Marcia stared back at her, unsure what to do. She felt her magic weakening day by day, using it less.

"It's okay, this is a safe place," Anetra held Marcia's check in her hand, encouraging her. She felt the callous on Anetra's palm against her soft cheek but wanted to melt into the touch.

Marcia held out her hand and concentrated. It took a minute, but a small blue flower grew from her palm. She deeply missed practicing magic, reminding her of her home village and family.

Anetra kissed her cheek, "Thank you, my love," she said as she plucked the flower from her hand.

Marcia sat and watched Anetra work on the concoction. She mixed and stirred, eventually pouring the mixture into a glass bottle. It was a deep purple, with a slight yellow shimmer.

"Drink this," Anetra handed her the bottle, and Marcia gave her a puzzling look, "Trust me, it will help you," sincerely.

Marcia sipped on the liquid, but it tasted awful. She finished it with a soured face. Within a minute, she felt lighter and her soul felt brighter. It was like how she felt in her old kingdom when magic was in abundance and she could freely practice her craft.

Marcia smiled, "How long will this last?" she asked.

"Sasha said about half a moon cycle, at least," Anetra explained. She handed Marcia the letter from her friend who lived deep in the woods.

That would end right about the time of the wedding, seeming like it would give her enough time to plan an escape with Anetra. She knew Anetra hated this village, feeling like an outsider in her own birthplace.

Marcia heard the church bells outside, signaling it was the top of the hour, "I must be going, I'll come back after the Queen's tea tomorrow, I promise," She tied her cloak around her neck and searched for the door.

"Think about it, okay?" Anetra said as the wall turned. "We can be free together, in your home kingdom," she nearly pleaded.

Marcia looked across the shop, "But I promised my family..." she trailed off.

"They would hate to see you losing your magic," Anetra pointed out.

Marcia could not argue with that, knowing that was the truth, "I must be going, goodbye Anetra." she quickly moved through the shop as the wall turned back around.

But Marcia's head was filled with thoughts of her and her lover practicing their crafts freely, living in a place that would never shun them.

[i-dream-of-twilight-sparkle]

Starlight Glimmer was quite cheery as she made the final preparations for the next lesson. She felt more confident than ever that she was succeeding in helping Chrysalis turn a corner. While in every previous lesson had one thing or another she was worried about. 

Whether that was Pinkie's shrillness, Cheese Sandwich being just as off putting as his marefriend sometimes, and the know-it-all attitude of Mud Briar in the Laughter lesson. 

Or a reunion with Cadence and Shining Armor getting too heated, then there was the spoiled Flurry Heart thinking she can change Chrysalis just by looking cute... and that's not even getting into how Discord almost drew all her progress back into the negatives during the Kindness lesson. 

She also wasn't sure how the one-on-one talk with Thorax would go, though the Changeling king felt it was an important step. Starlight's just thankful she had Ocellus there to help balance out Chrysalis.

And the egos in the room that were a part of the Loyalty lesson had her wondering if they'd even mix. Though luckily, those turned out to be the types Chrysalis could vibe with the most.

But now that she's onto Honesty, there were little-to-no worries this time. Well, maybe just a tad about Pharynx when he shows up. Maybe also a little if the subject of Tarsus is brought up too. But even those seemed tiny compared to how devastated she felt the moment Discord decided to step in all of a sudden. Starlight couldn't see anything going wrong on that level when they have all the good hearts they’re bringing in today.

The Apple Family had not too long ago finished their annual harvest and the ponies (Along with a certain yak) that Starlight approached about showing up for this lesson were more than happy to assist anyway they can. They standby waiting for Starlight to give them the signal from outside the portal. Starlight jumps through the portal and approaches Chrysalis' large barrier cell with a confident, excitable smile.

Starlight: Good afternoon, Chrysalis!

Going into this lesson, Chrysalis was actually… feeling good. She was even looking forward to the lessons now. Though her pride would keep herself in check. She was only doing this for freedom! For her personal goals, definitely not because she came to see Starlight as a friend. At least, that's what she was telling herself. But the truth was that even if Chrysalis didn't want to say it out loud, Starlight was helping her in ways she never thought possible. 

She'd kept her family life to herself until Starlight had chipped away at her defenses. And now, Chrysalis had been willingly sharing her history with her… it was a change that still scared her… but at the same time, it gave her hope. Maybe things can be better. When Starlight approached her cell, she had a noticeable smile for Starlight. And the wings on her back looked shinier than they were at the end of the Loyalty lesson.

Chrysalis: Heh, is it that time already? And so soon after the last one? Not that I mind, I highly doubt we have much concern for today. I know Applejack will be coming along and besides a potential sour look, I'm sure this lesson will be a breeze.

She sounded quite confident, but considering the lesson is about honesty, Chrysalis may have more difficulty than she thinks.

Starlight nods, and gives a warm smile

Starlight: Yeah, I'm positive this lesson will go pretty smoothly. Maybe there will be some tension for when it's time to call down Pharynx... as no doubt with having seen Ocellus and Thorax again. It's about time you spoke with him too.

Though I will say, things will be pretty different this time around. You won't need to answer a question on when you've been more honest. Nor come clean to how many times you lied, as a changeling queen who's a master of deception. I assume there'd be way too many to count.

This gave Chrysalis some pause.

Chrysalis: Ah… yes, Pharynx… I've no doubt he has some choice words for me... He was always so loyal to the hive. I kind of expected to see him in the previous lesson… but given his tendency to speak his mind without filter, it's fitting you chose him for this lesson.

And hmmph… you dare to assume that I've not been honest! Oh the audacity! I've been a paragon of… pffft, I cannot even make that bold faced of a lie. But you do make a blunt although fair point. If we were to catalog every lie I've ever told, we'd need a multitude of books to fill them!

She seemed almost proud of that statement. But it was clear that Chrysalis had become much more comfortable with joking around with Starlight.

Starlight chuckles a little before her face turns more serious

Starlight: To be frank, today's lesson will be more about us being honest with you... there are many things I withheld talking about until now. Crucial information that has come out in the time you've been gone. But I promise there was a reason for it, I'm not sure any of the previous lessons could have been as cleanly done if I had told you what we'll delve into today from the very start.

But before I talk about this, we are also bringing in our first few guests near immediately. Especially Applejack, who as the Element of Honesty. She will help assure you that everything we're going to say today... is the truth. 

Chrysalis: What do you mean that you'll be honest with me? What sort of information have you been withholding, Starlight Glimmer?

Chrysalis tilts her head, looking much more serious. But given the information that had come about during her time away, she assumes it was withheld so as to not overwhelm her with it. 

Chrysalis: Well, Applejack is honest to a fault, I know that much. If anypony lies, she'll be able to call it out… so fine, bring her and the assortment of others in. I'm sure it'll be an interesting bit of discussion.

Starlight prepares a pair of gum. Though in this case, she pulls out two at once. In order to have enough gum to make a larger bubble for the portal.

Starlight: Just a heads up that one of our guests has grown quite big. But as huge as they are, they have a big heart... in both a metaphorical sense, and also literally given a yak's anatomy.

Starlight chews the two packs of gum and begins to blow a large bubble. A big loud pop is heard as a portal is opened into the chamber.

The first one to step in is in fact the large guest that Starlight was referring to. It was none other than Yona, who beams a smile as she arrives at the scene. Her excitable footsteps enough to make small tremors in the underground chamber.

Yona: Yona Yak has arrived! Yona excited to meet friend Ocellus' mother!

Next to go through the portal is a yellow pony with red hair, and a big bow. The 3rd and final member of the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Apple Bloom. Behind her is a cart she drags in that has many bottles of what seems to be some kind of drink. With an aptly named Applebrew's logo on both sides of the cart.

Apple Bloom: Howdy, Chrysalis! Ah heard from the other crusaders y’all been meetin’ up wit’ them during ya lessons and also getting t’ know their tricks o’ the trade. So ah hope ya don't mind that ah brought some special drinks! Ah'm sure ya'll like em! They are made with love after all!

Chrysalis looks a bit surprised by some of the guests, she obviously recognizes Applejack and by extension, Apple Bloom, but the others all seem new to her. The yak, Yona, whom Chrysalis could gather was Ocellus' friend. Though the other pony that comes in alongside Applejack, she has no frame of reference for. She sees her cutie mark, a star with musical notes on it, but it doesn't ring a bell. 

Coloratura: Wow… so you're the Queen of the Changelings. Uh, I'm Coloratura. Though friends call me Rara. It's nice to meet you.

She seemed a bit more reserved than the others, Though Chrysalis can taste a very distinct flavor of love coming from her… and it was directed at Applejack!

Chrysalis: Well now… this is certainly an interesting assortment...

As Applejack walks forward, she seems to stare down Chrysalis a bit. Given how Chrysalis' whole style of villainy includes lying as much as possible. No one would fault Applejack for still holding some mistrust of the Queen. But as much as Chrysalis can feel the air of judgment by the strong farmer. Applejack also trusts Starlight enough to know she's doing the right thing. After all, this is hardly her first rodeo when it comes to other villains that have turned good and/or have had a chance to turn a corner since.

Applejack: Howdy there, Chrysalis. Ah'll admit it's not all that easy t' know what t' say t' ya fo’ the first time in ah long while. But ah have heard Starlight has made progress wit' ya. And ah didn't detect any lies from her mouth. But ah'm here t' make sure y'all haven't been usin’ ya dirty tricks t' deceive her... Y'all got that? 

Chrysalis walked up to the edge of her cell, looking down at Applejack with a smirk.

Chrysalis: Oh believe me, Applejack, this whole experience has been an odd one for me as well. I may have managed to fool even you the first time we met when I posed as Cadence, but I'm not foolish enough to try and lie while in the situation I'm in. Last thing I desire is to be turned to stone once more. I will earn my freedom, and you can judge any way you want. I'm sure you've spoken to your other friends who've had their time with me. Did it seem like ah've tricked them?

Applejack nods

Applejack: Yea... ah've talked with Pinkie, Fluttershy, Rarity, and Rainbow about how each o' their sessions went. Ah was surprised Dash seemed t' have the most glowing thoughts about their session. Not that the others didn't have good things t' say. But somehow Rainbow was happier about the session then Pinkie was fo' hers. Which is odd, because if ah recall correctly... Rainbow Dash lost, but Pinkie won against you in different competitions.

Chrysalis: See? Glowing reviews for the Queen! But I'm hardly surprised, perhaps you'll be singing a different tune by the end of the day, hmm?

Applejack: Though... another thing... Fluttershy oddly seemed ah bit mo' reserved, but also giggly as if she was hiding somethin’. Fluttershy bein' reserved would have been normal ah long while ago, but she's taken quite ah bit o’ strides since then. Given Fluttershy was happy, ah can't imagine it was somethin' bad. But it does make me curious o’ what she did during her session with y’all that left her that way…

Starlight: That does sound like strange behavior for Fluttershy... maybe I'll have to go see her sometime soon. But we'll get this session done first.

Chrysalis was a bit confused by the mention of Fluttershy's strange behavior. She didn't recall that lesson ending on the highest note.

Chrysalis: Odd, I have no clue why she would have had that reaction considering... well, an uninvited guest...

Chrysalis snarled for a moment before taking a deep breath.

Chrysalis: It doesn't really matter though.

Starlight: Anyway... Chrysalis. Obviously, you know Applejack relatively enough, and you have seen her little sister Apple Bloom before. Though naturally, she's since become a hard worker at the farm like most other Apple family members. She’s become a very skilled tea and potion brewer after many years of friendship with a nearby zebra named Zecora. As she mentioned, she's brought many of her most popular drinks on the cart. If you're thirsty, feel free to ask me to teleport a drink into your cell.

Our big friendly yak here is Yona, she took over as the Teacher of Honesty at the School of Friendship once Applejack stepped down. Like Silverstream, Sandbar, and Smolder from earlier sessions. She's another of your daughter's closest friends.

Yona: Ocellus always says yak love is filling! Cause Yak have best and biggest hearts in the world! 

Starlight: And lastly, the pony you're probably least familiar with is none other than Coloratura. She's a world renowned pop star in Equestria who was a close childhood friend of Applejack's. She's also Sweetie Belle's manager... and as I'm sure you can tell already... but her and Applejack's friendship blossomed into something more in the time you've been gone.

Applejack blushes and looks at her famous marefriend with a warm smile as Starlight tells Chrysalis of their status. Wrapping a hoof for a hug around her lover's neck.

She looks at the others there as Starlight gives them all a more proper introduction. Apple Bloom looked quite proud of her accomplishments especially.

Apple Bloom: Ah'm sure ah've got somethin' that'll wet ya whistle! Plenty o’ flavors t' go around too! 

Coloratura also blushed and hugged Applejack back before looking at Chrysalis

Coloratura: I don't suppose you may have heard some of my music?

Chrysalis looked at the group with a curious look. It was clear why Coloratura was there now, the taste of her and Applejack's love was palpable. With Applebloom it was quite obvious as well, being Applejack's sister and all. But with Yona, Chrysalis could taste something… familiar. It caused her to smirk.

Chrysalis: I will certainly take you up on one of the drinks, I could use it, given the flavors of love I'm tasting right now. And Applejack, I'm delighted to get such a flavor of love between you and your famous marefriend. It’s like a fine wine… it certainly was good on its own when it was fresh… Starlight mentioning you two were close friends as children certainly makes sense with that in mind… but I’m sure it was nothing compared to what it is now. I congratulate you on finding true love… 

And speaking of which, Yona was it? Yes… I recognize the love coming from you… I tasted it weeks ago from Sandbar… yes, it's clear now. Interesting~

As for Coloratura's music... I cannot recall specifically… perhaps if you played music from that time frame, I MIGHT recognize it. 

In reality, Chrysalis had heard some of Coloratura's songs but it was back when she was going around as the Countess. Her minions bringing back some loot from their raids of pony homes that included records and music players.

Yona blushed at the mention of Sandbar

Yona: Sandbar... best pony Yona has ever met. So kind... so smart... if only pony spines weren't too brittle for yak strength. Yona would hug Sandbar tighter than anything in this world!

Chrysalis chuckled

Chrysalis: Well that's one thing we can agree on in a sense. Pony bodies certainly are fragile.

Starlight walks on over to Applebloom's cart and looks through the flavors. She doesn't know Chrysalis taste buds enough to know what flavors she'd particularly move toward. But she decides on just picking what she knows is one of Applebloom's most popular. A tea that's made out of the freshest apples of the Ponyville orchard, as well as fresh Pears from the old Pear family orchard. With the rivalry now just about fully healed, the Pear family works hoof-in-hoof with the Apple family. It's most certainly what Pear Butter and Bright Mac had always wanted.

Starlight: Here Chrysalis, try this apple-pear mixed flavor tea. There are other flavors to pick from, but this one I think is the flavor Applebloom is most proud of for a multitude of reasons.

Chrysalis takes the tea that Starlight teleported in. Applebloom looks on expectantly, hoping that Chrysalis will enjoy the product. She put a ton of effort into making every single drink and potion after all. Chrysalis took an initial sip and seemed pleasantly surprised. Of course apples were the apple family's namesake, but the addition of the pear flavor really made this tea shine. While not as good as love was to Chrysalis, she can appreciate the flavors here. Not too tart or sweet, it was just right.

Chrysalis: Not bad… not bad at all… I can see why it's popular among you ponies.

Applebloom: Haha! It's ah best seller fer ah reason! Mixin’ mah ma and pa's specialty o’ apples n’ pears!

The mention of parents did make Chrysalis flinch a bit but she just kept drinking the tea to avoid saying anything in regards to it.

Applejack hugs her grown-up younger sister

Applejack: Them brews y'all learned from Zecora has certainly started our family's newest tradition! It's too bad Granny and Grand Pear passed befo' they could ever get the chance t' try this mix. Goldie Delicious probably would have loved it too.

Chrysalis hadn't paid much attention to the guest's attire. But when Applejack mentioned the old ponies that have since passed away since she had been in stone. She noticed both Applejack and Apple Bloom reflexively touched the colored shawls around their necks. Chrysalis could tell that this meant the two sisters were wearing what had once been their deceased family member's heirloom. She could feel a tinge of what sadness does to a flavor of familial love, although oddly it didn't feel as if they've been dead for years and they miss them. Chrysalis initially just dismisses this as the two having gotten over their grief enough not to show too much. It's still hard to see any family members pass, but those who lived full lives and died relatively peacefully she imagines is an easier pill to swallow... especially considering what Chrysalis herself has gone through with her family. 

Applebloom: She's been ah great teacher fo' sure! And ah know they would've loved t’ try it... but they know o’ our efforts! They're always with us after all!

Chrysalis looked somber, noticing not only Applejack and Applebloom's attire but the sadness tinged love as well. There wasn't a snarky comment or some snide remark given at the mention of the family they've lost. After all, she too had been mourning for those she's lost more openly as of late. She took the comment about their family always being with them as a more figurative phrase rather than literal. She looked to Starlight and whispers, actually being courteous to give the sisters their moment.

Chrysalis: ...Can we just get to the lesson first before… whatever this is over here?

Starlight: Certainly, Chrysalis. Alright everyone, it's time to te-

Suddenly the door into the chamber is slammed open, Starlight's head turns fast to see who's barging in. It's Pharynx, with a very noticeable scowl on his face.

Starlight: Oh, hi Pharynx... you're here early. I was going to call you down a little later after I've informed Chrysalis about a few important things. But if you want to speak with her now, I won't stop you...

Pharynx: This was not going to wait, I'm done with waiting! I've been patient long enough and she needs to hear what I have to say!

Chrysalis grimaced when Pharynx barged in. She knew he'd be showing up, she just didn't think it would be so soon. He was her clear favorite back when she was in charge. But now… this seemed like he was ready to rip her a new one. While Chrysalis had become more accustomed to the changelings' new looks. Seeing Pharynx look somewhat similar to Thorax in his new form still took her by some surprise. But she found it interesting he still had a much darker color scheme compared to the others.

Chrysalis: Pharynx, it's... been some time since we last-

Pharynx: No, you will not speak! You will just listen to what I have to say! I've held my tongue because I trust my brother and Starlight. But you... you turned your back on us, on the hive! And we grew without you...

Applejack just about grimaced with Phayrnx's sudden entrance. She whispers over to Starlight

Applejack: Best give Pharynx his space to' say his beef wit' his Ma.

Starlight nodded as she whispered back

Starlight: Exactly what I was going to do...

Starlight walked back by the others side

Starlight: Pharynx, shall we leave you alone to discuss things over? Both your brother and Ocellus had their chance to have a 1-on-1 conversation with Chrysalis. It'll be only fair if you'd like us to do the same.

Pharynx nods but keeps his eyes locked on Chrysalis as the group gives the two some space. Once they were alone, Pharynx paced back and forth, almost expecting some kind of quip or snarky comment from Chrysalis… but she was actually staying quiet, willing to listen to what he had to say.

Pharynx: Hmph… got nothing else to say? You may have the others fooled, but not me. There's no way you actually want to turn over a new leaf. You were so willing to toss us all aside… you were willing to use us, not for the hive, but for your own means! There's no possible way you want to just… change! All you once taught me, about the glory of the hive, how changelings could be strong.... was it all a lie?! Tell me!

He was clearly and understandably angry. His drive had always been striving towards protecting the hive, whether he was the older style of changeling or the current form, that part rang true no matter what. Chrysalis looked down and sighed.

Chrysalis: I did use you all for my own gain, yes. Pharynx... look at me, you'd know if I was lying. I… I don't know what I ultimately want, but I want my freedom, and I don't wish for any harm to befall the hive. But I still firmly believe in the strength of the hive… now more than ever. I can see how much I was holding you all back as much as I hate to admit. I'm not asking for forgiveness...

Pharynx: Good, cause I'm not looking to forgive… you… you broke our hearts! You may have thought we abandoned you, but you abandoned us! Even after a majority of the hive transformed, some of us remained. We believed in you! S-so… don't… don't give me hope… don't you start acting like a mother now… You always criticized Thorax for being a traitor… but you were the one who betrayed us! YOU DID, NOT HIM!

Chrysalis looked down, Pharynx wasn't wrong. Chrysalis had done those things, she trampled on the hopes and dreams of her most loyal changelings for her own gain.

But she felt something, Pharynx's love for the hive… but there was more there, perhaps he may have still had a shred of hope for Chrysalis? But it was something he didn't want to believe to keep himself from being hurt again? It was like what she'd been doing in avoiding her own past family issues.

Chrysalis: Pharynx, I cannot deny what you've said… and this doesn't leave this conversation, but… I'm trying… I want what's best for the hive, still… it's why when I get free, I will not ask for an immediate return to a position of power. I merely want to live… and perhaps… be in your lives if you'll allow...

She was letting herself be vulnerable with him. It felt like an inverse of the conversation she had with Thorax.

Outside the chamber doors, Starlight meditated internally. In some ways, Phayrnx's time with Chrysalis allows her to prepare herself to tell the queen all the truths of the world that have changed how all lifeforms on the planet look at life itself since Chrysalis was imprisoned in stone. She knows it's all going to be hard to take in for her, but this is one of the most important discussions to have if Chrysalis is to be walking around freely again.

Applejack meanwhile just bides her time, she knows the Changeling royals have a lot of family drama to get over. She's lucky that outside the rivalry with the Pears, there hasn't been too much infighting in her own family. She's been over protective of Apple Bloom, but they hardly argued compared to how Rarity and Sweetie would sometimes get. And that's not even getting into what was learned from Rainbow's session about Chrysalis' old hive.

Yona: Hey Apple Bloom, Yona is thirsty. mind if Yona grabs a bottle or 2 of tea from your cart?

The large yak asks for a brief moment of levity during the current situation.

It was quite a tense situation for all involved. Applebloom nodded to Yona and let her have any choice of drink. In fact, she gave everypony there a freebie.

Applebloom: Ah can't imagine what it must be like t' have such anger towards another family member. Ah mean, AJ and ah have had our squabbles in the' past, but nothing like… well that.

She looked to her older sister.

Applebloom: Ya think they'll really be able t' resolve their problems?

Applejack shook her head

Applejack: Ah wouldn't be mah honest self if ah said ah was confident in this working out smoothly. The royal changeling's family issues are far above any pony's family issues ah know about. Chrysalis lost just about her entire family in that strange sinkin' island disaster. And her new family is full o' complicated issues that stem from Chrysalis' attempts t' make sure what happened t' the old hive never happens again... surprisingly, ah can kind o' relate... ah never wanted anything like what happened t' Ma n' Pa again... it's why ah babied ya so much before ya dared going t' that cursed fire swamp when y'all were still little... 

Ah suppose it's different that Chrysalis actually had ah target t’ be mad at,  some pony that we don't know, whereas... with mah folks... it was ah freak natural disaster that ah couldn't have stopped. Ah still think Chrysalis went too far with tryin' t' take over Equestria over it. But ah won't lie that she's ah lot mo’ relatable then ah'll give her credit fo'

Applebloom chuckled a bit.

Applebloom: And ah fully understand why ya did what ya did… And ah'm glad t' have somepony like you t' always look out fo’ me, AJ. Still… ah know she was once our enemy, but ah can't help feelin ah bit sorry fo’ Chrysalis. From what the crusaders have told me, she's… really tryin’, at least in her own way."

Meanwhile back on Chrysalis and Pharynx's end. Pharynx was still letting every bit up pent up emotion out at his mother.

Pharynx: How am I supposed to be so sure you won't turn tail and run once you're free!? You wanna live in isolation again!?

Chrysalis: I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT, OKAY!? I know already that I'm not meant to be the sole ruler anymore… my time is long past. I just… I want to see what the future holds! But that thought also scares me! But let me tell you one thing, I'm not running! If I wanted to, I could have already tried! But I'm doing this not just for myself, but for you and your siblings along with the rest of the hive!"

Pharynx seemed stunned by this revelation. He knew she wasn't lying.

Pharynx: You… you still think of what could be best for the hive?

Chrysalis: I never stopped thinking about the hive! Yes, I will admit I was too prideful, and let my ambitions get the better of me. I do still want my revenge for what happened to my original hive years ago. 

HOWEVER, those… stupid… nonsensical… annoying ponies… they… they're letting me see things I didn't think possible… I want to keep going, Pharynx. And I want you to be there, too. I told Ocellus the same essentially. I don't expect us to be in a happy mother-son relationship whe… I mean if I get out of here… but… I would like to see how much you've grown as a leader....

Pharynx paused for a moment to process what she just told him. He gives her an odd look.

Pharynx: Wait a moment… why would you tell this to Ocellus? What does she have to do with any of this?

Chrysalis flinched, she didn't realize Pharynx had been kept in the dark. She assumed either Thorax or Starlight may have filled him in.

Chrysalis: (Oh of all the... great, just great...well I'm already in this deep, no going back now.)

Pharynx, as a royal changeling you should know… Ocellus is one of us. She too is a royal changeling. She was to become my heir… at least… that was the original plan...

Pharynx was stunned, he thought he'd been aware of everything going on in the hive. To have this bombshell dropped on him was no small thing.

Pharynx: WHAT!? All this time, she's… she's supposed to be a… a queen?! And you only tell me this now?! I was one of your most trusted changelings! Don't think you can pull this kind of stunt! Why hide it at all? Of all the lies you've told, that's rich even for...

Chrysalis looks at him with a very serious gaze.

Chrysalis: Pharynx, I've lied about many things withheld much from all of you… but I'm not lying right now. Ocellus was meant to become the new queen of the hive. And should she choose to accept this role, that’s still the plan.

Pharynx: You… you can't be serious. Does she know?! Is she aware!? Does Thorax know!? Why… why was I not made privy to this information!?

He slammed his hooves to the ground.

Chrysalis: ...They've been made aware recently, yes. I've kept this information because it was to ultimately protect the hive!

Pharynx: DON'T TALK TO ME ABOUT PROTECTING THE HIVE, LIKE YOU ACTUALLY CARE!

Chrysalis: I HAVE ALWAYS CARED FOR THIS HIVE! I DID WHAT I DID SO THAT THE HIVE WOULD REMAIN IF THE WORST WERE TO HAPPEN TO US AGAIN!

You may not believe me, Pharynx. But my heart has been and always will be with this hive. I will always want to see my changelings thriving!

Pharynx looked shocked by this. He knew she was being genuine but he also felt angry that he wasn't made aware of any of this sooner. 

Pharynx: Why… why didn't you just tell us this from the beginning, why did you turn your back on us.... why didn't you...

Chrysalis: I WAS SCARED OKAY!? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED TO HEAR?! THAT YOUR QUEEN FELT VULNERABLE AND WEAK?!  I THOUGHT I WAS LOSING MY HIVE ONCE AGAIN!

Pharynx: What do you mean by again!? Stop beating around the bush and just tell me!

Chrysalis sighed...

Chrysalis: Fine… let's start from the beginning.

She then began to tell him the history of her family and the original hive… at least from what she knew.

Chrysalis: …And that’s just about all I’ve told Thorax and Ocellus. Although, if I may add… there is one factoid that I have not told them yet, that I can reveal to you first… I hope this somewhat makes up for not sharing this information with you sooner, the identity of the mass-murdering pony that has fueled my desire for revenge…

Pharynx nods Pharynx: Alright… who was this pony? Just thinking about this pony’s name is enough to make Chrysalis involuntarily growl, as there was no one, not even Discord. That Chrysalis wishes nothing but pain and suffering on. Even as Starlight has slowly gotten Chrysalis to be more comfortable around ponies she used to regard as enemies, she feels she’ll never get over her hatred of this particular one.

Chrysalis: Her name… was Sunset Shimmer… Celestia’s protege before Sparkle came along. I witnessed her kill your great Uncle Tarsus, and ran away as she left my family to die in flames! I also suspect she was responsible for the deaths of your grandparents, I can’t say for certainty… but if she would do what happened at Mt. Thrace… poisoning my parents hardly seems below her.

Pharynx looked very conflicted by this information. He wanted to call Chrysalis out especially in regards to whom she saw as her true enemy, Sunset Shimmer… but he also could tell she wasn't lying and that made no sense to him. 

Pharynx: (This… this is so much to take in… she's been having this over her head this entire time? This is why she drove us so hard? 

But I don't understand, Starlight has brought her mother to see us before, she doesn't strike me as the type to have done such vile actions. 

If she did, she wouldn't be a spirit right now… but wait… she doesn't know any of that… and I've never seen her look so sad about family… heck, I don't think I've ever seen her look sad before, she's never shown this kind of emotion to any of us. Perhaps Starlight really is changing her slowly…)

After a moment to think, he looked at Chrysalis with some understanding.

Pharynx: I think I get it now… why you made the choices that got us to this point... I still don't forgive you for turning tail and running, and also what you tried to do to all of us in your anger when you partnered with Tirek and Cozy Glow… but I get it now...

Chrysalis: Pharynx, I'm still sorry you were the last to find out. But I...

He held a hoof up to stop her.

Pharynx: I just need time to process all of this. But… maybe, MAYBE I'll give you a chance when you're freed.

(And I know when she finds out about spirit summoning… she can see her siblings. Then I along with Thorax and… Ocellus, we can meet them too)

Pharynx walks toward the door, and signals to Starlight and the others they can now return to their session. He thinks for a moment about telling Starlight what Chrysalis told him about Sunset, but he knows for sure it would drive a wedge that won't easily be removed, it'd quickly turn this session into a disaster. 

Perhaps, he also has a feeling that the two will soon debate this for themselves later. A hope that if Chrysalis learns about how only the good or otherwise normal living beings become spirits, maybe she'd wonder if she was mistaken somehow about Sunset's role in what happened to the previous hive. His mother wouldn't question the very judgment of the cosmos themselves... right?

Regardless, he thanks Starlight for the time to talk and proceeds to sit back as the group resumes their session with his mother. Though certainly not without a lot of things swirling through his mind.

Starlight, Applejack, Apple Bloom, Coloratura, and Yona meanwhile all walk back to where they were before Pharynx interrupted. Starlight looks at Chrysalis with a warm and concerned face, only knowing that there was quite a bit of yelling.

Starlight: Are you ok, Chrysalis? If the session with Pharynx was too upsetting, we can leave you alone for a little while before getting into the meat of our session...

Once the others came back in, Chrysalis let out a sigh. She wasn't prepared to deal with Pharynx so early on in the lesson, but if that was the roughest part of her day out of the way, she assumed the rest would go smoothly.

Chrysalis: Don't start worrying about me, I was expecting to have that conversation eventually, just not so soon… still, I will be fine. Let's just continue. You said that this lesson would be mostly about you all telling me truths and showing me honesty, so that'll be rest enough I assume. 

Pharynx stayed in the corner, not wanting to speak up again but he looked to Starlight, hoping she knew what she was doing. 

Applebloom held up another one of her bottles of tea.

Applebloom: M-maybe you'd like another bottle of mah apple n' pear tea? It'd help ease th' nerves...

Chrysalis: ...you know what, sure. Glimmer, teleport it in here… please...

Starlight nods, and floats up another bottle from Apple Bloom's cart and in mere seconds it disappears before immediately reappearing on the floor of Chrysalis cell.

Starlight: Drink as much as you need, because... and I must stress this... what I'm about to tell you, will shake everything you've ever believed about our world and life itself. Though I may at least reassure you that I don't mean it in a bad way, in fact, there's a good part of this that will feel like the best news of your entire life. But regardless, do not be surprised if your brain is absolutely overwhelmed by the information I'm sharing with you today. If you need a breather just to comprehend it all. Feel free to speak up as I go on... ok?

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow as she took a sip of the drink. This seemed odd coming from Starlight but she shrugged. Considering all the things she's seen in her life and the things she's already been told, she didn't think there was anything left that could actually shock her.

Chrysalis: Sure, Glimmer. What is this world shattering information you have to tell me? I highly doubt what you have to say is that shocking. But go ahead.

The rest of the group could see how she didn't seem to really believe this, little did she know what Starlight was going to reveal.

Starlight takes a deep breath, she knows Chrysalis is in for quite a ride.

Starlight: I'll begin with a summary at how we began to discover this new information, pardon me if some of this is information I've already mentioned a while ago to you but the context is important. Shortly after well... the defeat of your team up with Tirek and Cozy. Princess Celestia delayed her retirement by a year. It also served to give Equestria a transition year to prepare for the beginning of Twilight's sole reign in Canterlot.

This last year before Twilight succeeded to the throne allowed her some freedom for some special plans in her last year living on a regular basis in Ponyville. However, the special plans found her this time. For a wedding was going to take place in Saddle Arabia, and it was between two friends that live there that Twilight and Spike are close to. Plus, the Royal Family was hosting it at the palace, and giving Twilight full freedom to invite as many guests as she wanted. She quickly got the idea after spreading this news to the other Elements to invite many of the family and friends met across her time in Ponyville for a special Royal Ball prior to the wedding. 

It was a fantastic night all-around, believe it or not many changelings were invited to gather for the atmosphere of a wedding ceremony. And many fantastic Equestrian Talents were put on stage, including Rara here, and well... a rather strange moment where Trixie cramped me and her into a lamp using a strange wish from Twilight. It was even a little emotional for me that night... I was still a little peeved at my father for a spat I had with him in the weeks prior to the ball... He still wouldn't tell me who or what happened to my mother even after all these years I've known him.

Though thankfully, I also had a nice bonding moment with Applejack there. We talked about our families, Applejack's deceased parents. And my own mom, who i didn't know was deceased yet nor did I know anything about. There was still hope at the time my mom was still alive somewhere to find out my true destiny at last. Somehow it all slipped my mind in the years I got to know Twilight, but I didn't once ask for a wish if she could help me find my mother. But that was certainly going to change the morning after.

Chrysalis listened intently. At the start, it just seemed like some standard fare pony business, nothing to do with her. She didn't see how some wedding was going to shake her perception of the world. If anything, her view of weddings was soured ever since her failed attempt in Canterlot to pose as Cadance all those years ago. She started to look a bit bored though she did look a bit bemused when she mentioned being stuffed into a lamp.

Chrysalis: Wait...are you a genie now, too? Is that the shocking revelation? And… your father wouldn't tell you about your mother? I don't see why he would withhold that information. From what you've told me, she was a soldier who died honorably in the line of duty. Why hide that?

She'd gotten invested again, especially with the mention of family. Applebloom and Coloratura hugged Applejack as Starlight continued on. 

Starlight: However, I was not the only one that night that was thinking of a long lost mother... Spike had a plan to visit the bones of his birth mother that were still sitting in a cave somewhere in the desert nearby. The morning after the ball, he, Twilight, Princess Celestia, Malakhar, and the Sultan of Saddle Arabia went together to the spot where Spike's birth mother laid to rest.

He went there to pay his respects, and although he of course expected no response of any kind. He spoke to the skeleton of his mother of how happy he was that he found Twilight. And also softly spoke a desire that he would have liked to meet her while clutching the dragon tear necklace he wears. He didn't think anything would come out of it, but he wished to know who she was and more. Even if it sounded silly.

Chrysalis: So he got to have a moment with his deceased birth mother, good for…

Chrysalis gasps as Starlight interrupts and continues on

Starlight: But that's when a real miracle occurred... a large comet-like entity came down from the sky and into the cave forming a giant sphere before all that witnessed it. It would then shapeshift into none other than a spirit of Spike's dragon birth mother. At that moment, we discovered... that Dragon Tears... when wielded by a dragon... are capable of allowing us to summon, and speak with, the spirits of the deceased... 

Chrysalis reacted understandably with shock and disbelief, spitting out some of the juice she was drinking.

Chrysalis: EXCUSE ME?! Glimmer, I've heard and seen many things over the years, but you cannot just expect me to believe that the dead can be returned to the mortal plane! What you're saying is impossible! ....it has to be...

They could see a flicker of hope in her eyes, as if she wanted them to prove her wrong. Applebloom spoke up.

Applebloom: Ah know it's hard t' believe. But it's the truth. Spike... he's able t’ bring down spirits o’ the deceased… it's how ah... got t' meet mah parents fo’ the first time.

Applejack: Trust me, Chrysalis. Ah hardly believed it either. It sounded way too good t' be true, even when mah folks showed up. Ah denied as hard as ah could, ah didn't want t' get mah hopes up. That changed, when ah truly felt their embrace fo' the first time since ah was ah little filly…

Seeing Applejack confirm this made it much harder for Chrysalis to deny. She knew Applejack was honest to a fault… but she still had some doubts. Or perhaps she didn't want to get her hopes up herself. As her mind went straight to thoughts of seeing Arista, Spur and Tarsus again.

Chrysalis: You're actually serious… I require proof then! Show me… show me… a… spirit...?

Starlight nods

Starlight: Exactly what I planned to do. Chrysalis, we actually have two more surprise guests to introduce you to. Allow me to open up another portal, to see for yourself...

Starlight opens another pack of Portal Gum. Just a pony-sized bubble this time though certainly tall enough for the spirit of a certain stallion.

Starlight: Chrysalis, I would like you to meet... the spirits of Pear Butter and Bright Mac. Otherwise known as Applejack's late parents.

As Starlight introduced them to Chrysalis, transparent hooves poke out of the portal and soon their faces are visible. The spiritual couple walk towards the group side-by-side. Both Applejack and Apple Bloom with big warm smiles. You'd think after a decade they'd be fully used to having their parents capable of being summoned down. But inside their hearts, they'll always cherish that they can see them again despite the tragic fate that fell upon them.

Pear Butter graciously bows for Chrysalis as a courtesy for royalty in the room, despite the imprisoned status Chrysalis still currently has. 

Her eyes widened when she saw Starlight already prepared for this and had portaled in two ponies. Chrysalis could see through their bodies and they had an otherworldly glow to them… interestingly enough she could taste the love they had for each other and their family. On a personal level she was also surprised to see Pear Butter actually respect her royal title. Bright Mac did something similar as he removed his hat and bowed for a moment. Chrysalis was rendered speechless, her eyes twitched. She couldn't process that she was seeing spirits of the dead right in front of her.

Starlight: I'm sure you have many questions. Like how is this possible, if spirits exist where do they go, and what is the purpose of their afterlife, etc. I promise you there are answers for at least most of your questions. If there's a question you have that we don't know yet, it's because this is still generally new to us even after a decade of this being a now worldwide discovery.

It might be a tad easier to just go by the order in which Twilight and Spike learned of how all this worked. It actually wouldn't be long after they summoned Spike's birth mother, that they summoned a more knowledgeable spirit thanks in part to Princess Luna, Somnambula, and Kubuya. With them they were able to summon the first ever genie who had herself return to mortality more than 1000 years ago, and she filled those who were in the cave that day of what's in the afterlife, and we even understand now just what life has been this whole time if you can believe it. You could say... the purpose of life has been discovered, at least for our planet.

I suppose to get ahead of one question I'm sure you may have in your mind... yes, we will gladly summon your most cherished family members. Spike is currently out of reach right now on a diplomatic mission, but I promise he'll be here next time. And you'll get to have the miraculous reunion that the Apple Family had with these two for yourself. We could even set it up for as early as tomorrow morning so you're not waiting for too much longer. 

This was a lot for Chrysalis to take in. She took a seat on the ground, still looking absolutely stunned by this revelation. She never would have imagined there was a way to speak with the dead or that there was an actual afterlife for their planet. 

Chrysalis: ...I think I can see why you waited to tell me about this… I would have just laughed it off and called you insane... I'm seeing those two and I still can't believe it...

This made Bright Mac chuckle as he simply phased through the cell barrier. Chrysalis can now hear the echo in the spirit’s voice for the first time. It sends shivers down her spine.

Bright Mac: Oh believe me, it's still ah tad weird on our end too. But ya get used t' it after ah while. 'sides, ah get t' see mah children again all grown up too!

When Starlight mentioned allowing Chrysalis to see her family again too, she stood up in shock. Some tears about to fall.

Chrysalis: A-AR-ARE YOU SERIOUS, STARLIGHT?! I… I can see them again?

This little outburst took Pharynx by surprise, but it did confirm that she was truly genuine when they had their conversation in regards to their family. He said nothing, but there was a small smile on his face. Chrysalis did take a moment to breathe and while she was a bit upset that it wouldn't happen today, she didn't even think such a thing would've been possible had she not seen proof in front of her.

Chrysalis: They've been gone so long… what's one more day? Arista… Spur… Tarsus... I… I can see them again… talk to them...

Applejack: ...And hug 'em!

Applejack says as she wraps a hoof around her mother for a warm embrace, the spirit mother gladly returning the hug.

Yona sighs

Yona: Yona would like to hug pony ghosts! But yaks can't...

Starlight giggled

Starlight: Yeah, I suppose one of the first things I can mention is only those who were close enough friends with the deceased when they were alive, or related by blood are needed to summon them in the first place. But a bonus perk for those that miss their departed friends and family. Only they can actually touch their spirits. 

Starlight demonstrates by waving a hoof through Pear Butter and Bright Mac and all it is doing is simply phasing through them. If there were any remaining doubts now, the fact that some ponies could physically touch them while others can't proved this wasn't just some hologram trick. The Apple sisters were truly touching their parents, while those who were unrelated could not do so whatsoever. These were indeed magic spirits of some kind, and Chrysalis' eyes shined in a way many of the guests there had never seen up to this point. 

Chrysalis looked baffled, but in a good way with this overload of what was indeed perhaps the best news she’s ever heard.

Chrysalis: Hug them? But they're ghosts… how would you...

She watched as both Applejack and Applebloom actually hugged both Pear Butter and Bright Mac. 

Chrysalis: ...The more I learn, the less I understand... So you're saying that not only can I speak to them, essentially it can be like olden times?

She looked in awe at the sight before her. The taste of the love coming off this group was unlike any of the previous pairings. This was a love that existed across life and death itself. She couldn't describe the flavor but she knew she liked it.

Chrysalis: This is one time I will say… you ponies have truly found a way to amaze me... spirit magic... never in my wildest dreams did I think such a thing was possible. Oh! That reminds me then...

She looked to Starlight

Chrysalis: If this is possible, you must've been able to find the truth out about your mother then, correct? I'm assuming you've spoken to her spirit?"

Starlight nods her head

Starlight: Yep! Indeed, I have. Although, there will be time to tell you all about that soon. There's still some things in particular about our world and the afterlife that you need to know before I get to what it's personally meant for me. I did wonder if maybe my mother should have also been a guest for this session, but I decided maybe that'll be better saved for next time. Applejack's parents serve as a good example of the miracles of Spirit Summoning already. I am certainly looking forward to when you meet her though, once you do... So much about me is going to make a lot more sense!

Chrysalis: Well given your magical power, I'm going to assume you gained it from your mother… so saving her for the next lesson does make sense.

Pharynx let out a silent sigh of relief. Because he was aware that Chrysalis would need some prep time before meeting Sunset. Right now, she needed to be slowly acclimated to the reality of the world and the afterlife.  

Starlight: For now though, before I explain how the afterlife works. There's new facts about our world's astronomy that I must mention that only the deceased spirits could have told us about barring us ever inventing a safe transportation that could reach space prior to the summons we started with a decade ago, cause one thing you should know... is most beings that have ever lived... are actually circling the globe as we speak, and have been doing so ever since life began. 

Chrysalis' face twisted in more disbelief at the reveal that the spirits are circling around the planet at all times.

Chrysalis: What...? How does that even work?! I've never seen literal ghosts flying though the skies, if they're circling the globe, where are they?

Bright Mac: Ah can give ah bit o’ an explanation. See, ya actually do see us up their either as stars or comets shootin cross th' night sky! See, we spirits are part o’ ah soul shield. We're protectin our world and the planet itself! And it ain't just exclusive t' ponies and other sapient creatures, but other animals and plants too!

Chrysalis: Soul shield...? Protecting the world? Uh… it feels like there’s been plenty of saviors… believe me…

Starlight: As oddly convenient as it sounds, for the most part. The soul shield is invisible to us. But as Bright Mac mentioned, we can on occasion see what look like comets orbiting the planet. Though I do believe AJ has some thoughts on this subject that isn't confirmed, but it's our best guess at the moment.

Applejack: Ah don't even know for absolute sure if this is how it works. But there is somethin' o' ah theory ah've brought up with everypony. On nearly every large Apple Family reunion prior t' the first time we summoned Ma and Pa, Ah'd look up at the night sky and there would be these pair o' comets n' the sky. Ah often wondered if in some way, that was mah folks giving the only message they could that they're lookin' over us. Ah may actually have been right in some fashion, the comets may in fact have been them. Although if it was, it's nothin' they did entirely on purpose as they can't recall ever knowing they were being seen.

Anyhow though, the gist o' this theory o' mine is that when certain spirits are being thought about deeply on the planet. Such as ah family reunion, it makes them more likely t' appear in the sky. It's kinda hard t' test something like that however. Especially when it's just easier t' bring them down and have them there fo’ the reunion.

Starlight: Frankly, if every spirit was visible all the time. Night time would barely exist as the sky would be too bright and probably disorientating to look at. Imagine having trillions upon trillions of comets circling the world constantly. It'd certainly be a mess... 

Bright Mac looked to Pear Butter and chuckled.

Bright Mac: Ah gotta say, ah think mah daughter's explanation is quite a fun one. Pear and ah do love it when th' family gets together!

Chrysalis still seemed so lost, the rest of the group was fully aware of how this all worked and she was like a deer in headlights. But she did wonder about the shield itself and who was part of it. She looked at the two spirits before her.

Chrysalis: ...During your time in this... soul shield or whatever...did you see changelings that look somewhat similar to myself there...?

Pear Butter: Of course we caught a glimpse of a great number of changelings in our time up there. Although, I doubt we'd be able to tell easily which ones were those you knew, amongst the many generations that came before them. Up in the soul shield, we generally mingle with our fellow deceased friends and family. Interaction does happen between spirits who never knew each other when we were alive. But it's rather sparse for the more recently dead to converse with everyone. The more ancient the spirit is, the more freely they can travel the shield to speak with others. If a conversation between two spirits that never knew each other is deemed important to do, many former tribal shamans and elders from the days of our cave pony ancestors that have learned about every culture that has come up since their time will arrange it.

The less sentient spirits such as Dinosaurs that are even older than our ancestors just go about anywhere they please. In fact, there's this little raptor pack that would always come by me and Bright Mac. Not gonna lie, I'd have been terrified of them if they had been around when I was alive. But when there's no such threat given well... we're already dead... they're oddly cute!

Pear Butter giggles 

Bright Mac: Oh yeah! Ah can't wait t’ see them again! Kind fellers they are! It's funny, when we're all spirits they seem as docile as any kind o' pet!

Chrysalis looked a bit disappointed. But this made sense. Starlight already said they'd be able to summon her family tomorrow, but she at least would have hoped that she could get some information now if possible. At the very least she felt comforted to know that changelings of the past were not left to the wayside.

Chrysalis: Hm… disappointing… oh well, with literal trillions of apparent souls to go through it makes sense. Hmm, this soul shield… if it contains all the souls of everyone who's passed on and is protecting this world… it must be quite powerful. Maybe it's for the best that neither I nor any other one you all deemed as villains tried to harness it for ourselves.

Her understanding of how the shield worked is a bit off but she was still learning after all.

Starlight: I do have something to say in terms of... villains and this kind of magic in a bit. But I still need to start off with a few more crucial details. Given your dislike of us ponies, you've probably questioned why we're the ones that have the authority to move the sun and moon around. Whether that's Twilight currently, Celestia & Luna before her, and then the Unicorns in the Pre-Equestria era. 

Chrysalis: You actually do bring up a good point, even for as long as I've lived, you ponies were in charge of the sun and moon. While it's something we begrudgingly had to accept, though I am well aware control can easily be ripped away with the right tools. I never did understand why you deemed yourselves worthy to control them…

Starlight continues

Starlight: There was actually a very long period in our planet's history in which no one had control of the Sun and Moon...

And back then... that meant... the sun and moon... did not move at all!

What's more, our planet does not rotate. As such, half the world was a desert scorched by the then eternal sun. And the other half was a frozen nightscape where the only light was from the moon and far away stars. 

She grimaces at the thought of a dry hellscape or a permanent dark & icy tundra as a home and neither sounded like good options. 

Starlight: Most of life and/or civilization having to be in the parts of the world that served as a vertical equator that were in an eternal state of being in between day and night. An eternal twilight and/or sunset you could say. Hehe!

Starlight winks, making something of a pun. Although the mention of the latter word for the transition between day to night makes Chrysalis jump before she calms down, assuming Starlight only meant the word and nothing else.

Starlight: There's a possibility it was once normal for the sun and moon to move on its own, with the planet rotating until a sudden event caused that all to change.  There is however a strong theory about it that has come out in the past decade, this is where I can start elaborating when it comes to soul magic and villains. You may have not noticed this explicit detail, but I said MOST deceased spirits go up into the soul shield... I'm about to tell you what those exceptions are. 

Despite her not liking the fact that ponies control the sun or moon, the idea that they used to move on their own and the planet used to rotate seemed like absolute nonsense. 

Chrysalis: Oh please, I find that theory hard to believe...

(Though to be fair... she's been showing me many things I once thought as impossible so… hmm…)

She looked a bit concerned at the mention of exceptions to the soul shield.

Chrysalis: What kind of exceptions...?

Starlight: To put it simply, evil or otherwise antagonistic beings that never came to regret their actions. When those kinds of beings pass away, they do not go up to the soul shield. In fact, they just about lose all existence and sentience they ever had when they were alive. Transforming into dark magic that does nothing but ravage or weaken the planet.

The most well known example might be the windigos. They were once a rival tribe of our ancestors that centered their culture of hatred and violence in the frozen tundras when the world was split between desert and glaciers. Their spirits in some way stuck around, but they do nothing but feed on hatred and bring the cold winters they once thrived in with them.

And the strong theory I mentioned has only come up recently within the past decade, but the death of Grogar might have been what released enough dark magic to stop the sun and moon from moving naturally, along with the planet's rotation.

This might explain why culturally, Equestria isn't fond of executing our foes.You might bring up that Sombra has been killed on multiple occasions, but he was a special case. He had infused himself with dark magic where he placed a powerful spell that allows him to control himself in a dark magic form, though the catch is he ends up trapping himself in a void should he be defeated by the magic of love and/or friendship. With only powerful feats of magic such as the Crystal Empire's sudden return or well... Discord willing his return to both our chagrin. Some even say he might have secretly allowed himself to be killed by Celestia and Luna, or at least was aware of this as a long term Plan B. 

The reason we don't do executions isn't just because we're naive and friendship-happy, there's actually real consequences that come from the death of those who died evil. So if there's even a sliver of a chance to help turn someone's life around. We take it, otherwise we use petrification for those who were either too far gone to save or just waiting for the perfect opportunity to redeem them. 

Chrysalis' expression sours even more from this information. She seemed to take it almost personally

Chrysalis: Look, if you wanted to just tell me that I won't be going to this soul shield or whatever, you could just say it to my face without beating around the bush… though being trapped in stone or cursed to nonexistence… neither sounds like a suitable end...

She rolled her eyes at the mention of Sombra being an exception

Chrysalis: Oh great, one of the most whiny and pathetic villains to roam Equestria stumbled on technical immortality… Though I suppose he's like the windigo in that regard. They can never be truly destroyed... but now I get why you ponies are so adamant on trying to reform every single one you deem as a villain. And why you turned myself, Tirek, and Cozy Glow into stone...

Starlight: Chrysalis... I wouldn't be saying any of this to you if I didn't think there was hope for you... but I apologize if I made you feel like I was passively-aggressively saying you don't have a chance.

Perhaps a slight change of subject is in order though... the discoveries Twilight and Spike found out while talking with Jinn brought more context onto Spike's dragon tear necklace. The gem on that necklace is made of crystalized soul magic. The same exact stuff that spirits like Pear Butter and Bright Mac here are made out of. Dragons are our largest and longest-lived sentient creatures on the planet, they as such have the most soul magic within them. A dragon tear sometimes showed up when a dragon was about to die, creating excess soul magic that is left by the dragon who passed away. Spike's the only known one to make a dragon tear of his own and live, but that required a traumatic moment where a monster of a pony named Zathir nearly had Twilight kill all her friends and Spike while being brainwashed.

Just a chip of those are powerful enough to transform ponies into what we know are genies. Which gets into another few twists about this. We call the magic that makes up the Dragon Tears and spirits as soul magic, though it's true that actually the souls that are in every living being we know of are also made of that kind of magic. Which gave us 2 major discoveries... one was that magic isn't just power, nor is it just magical spells and/or friendship. All of life itself... is magic too!

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow.

Chrysalis: What, are you saying that my supposed reformation undoes the things I've done? How would it determine this level of good or evil?

She seemed more curious even though the rules didn't make too much sense to her yet. It was a lot to unload on her. And that only increased as she was told of the nature of the spirits and by extension, genies.

Chrysalis: To think dragons had such power locked within them… this soul magic, it sounds even more powerful than the power pure love would give. Stronger than the power of the most ancient of artifacts...

It almost sounds like Chrysalis is thinking like her villainous self... but...

Chrysalis: It's good we didn't know about its existence then when Tirek, Cozy and I teamed up... it would have been badly abused

Was she... glad that they didn't know about soul magic? Pharynx's eyes widened in surprise, hearing her praise a power and not desire it.

Starlight: As for the other discovery, Genies like Twilight are actually half-spirits. For let's just say... genies and spirits have a few similarities... Pear Butter and Bright Mac, why don't you two demonstrate for yourselves at least one of those.

Pear Butter looks in Bright Mac's eyes before nodding. They soon float themselves in the air, and their lower bodies merge into a waving, curvy tail from the hips on down. Swirling around the chamber in a majestic dance in the air.. 

Chrysalis: If genies are half-spirits, how does that work, you cannot be alive and dead at once... And what other similarities do they have? And if you have these tears, why not make more genies?

She doesn't get an answer to her second question but she does watch the two apple family spirits dance and fly around in a way that makes them look more like genies themselves.

The two spirits fly for a little while longer before coming back down having given a sufficient example of Spirit flight.

Starlight: I could go more into detail about how genies as half-spirits work. But I'm sure you're already quite overwhelmed with what we've already told you. It may be best to save some details for you to learn as you get accustomed to being free again. The most important similarity between Spirits and Genies is they are both able to grant wishes. However, that in itself has a big difference in genies are capable of granting the wishes of the living. Whereas spirits only attend to the planet's wishes.

...Which yes, that means our planet is in a way, alive on its own. Although more akin to a plant-like soul that can't speak. But just like how earth ponies can feel out what plants need, spirits can do the same for the planet. And that's how the soul shield was formed, as the planet's desire is for itself to be protected and that as much life as possible lives happy so that the day comes when more living beings pass they add strength to the shield rather than damage the planet. What the shield protects the planet from are stuff like stray meteors or a solar flare burning through our atmosphere.

We don't know if there are other planets out there that work like ours. Maybe there's other planets that have their own soul shield. Or maybe we're some outlier where we're the only planet where magic has evolved this far, and quickly enough to the point that life itself is synonymous with magic. But either way, every living being has a soul that makes them as magic as any other. The way they live their lives affect whether they add strength to the soul shield, or unfortunately transform into dark magic.

As long as they have some form of love in their hearts, they'll always have a chance of being among the trillions of souls before us. And you shouldn't underestimate yourself, Chrysalis. The soul shield does not judge based on past actions, what's more important is where you are when your time comes. You've done evil deeds, but so have I. It would be cruel if one terrible action defined your fate.

Maybe forcing ponies into cocoons for your changelings to drink their love dry is still a dastardly act. But you never went so low as to end a pony's life. That's still a moral compass that we can build off of. There's a big difference between you with more unrepentant evil like Zathir, who as I mentioned before nearly killed Spike in front of Twilight's eyes... or Cozy Glow... who along with her family... had a role in the death of my mother...

Chrysalis once again felt lost within most of the explanation, looking very much like a student who didn't study for a test. While she picked up on some key details, the talk about the wishes of the planet and the idea of going beyond their own seemed to go right over her head. However the talk of how the shield judges those who pass on does hold more of her attention. Starlight makes a valid point that she too used to walk a villainous path. Of course looking at her now, no one would believe that. But it did mean Chrysalis had a chance should she take her redemption seriously. 

Chrysalis: So it's forgiving to an extent...

She smirked

Chrysalis: To be fair, I didn't kill anypony but it wasn't from a lack of trying! But I also cannot extract love from a corpse so... there's that.

She said trying to bring some levity in her own morbid way. It was clear this talk of potential death and what may happen to her actually got her a bit nervous. Seeing proof that there is something of an afterlife does make her worried for where she ends up when her time comes. 

Chrysalis: You speak of those who would cross all lines then... So that wretched demon who killed my family and most of my original hive would be among that list as well. Hmph, good riddance then.

Starlight: Most likely, yeah. But... how about we get to a happier conversation. I can start getting into what spirit summoning's done for us. The first summoning outside of Spike's mother and Jinn were in fact Pear Butter and Bright Mac themselves. Twilight felt it the best way to begin spreading the miracles of spirit summoning to reunite two parents who died way too soon with their much older children.

Others that have reunited included Celestia and Luna's generations of their most loyal staffers and guards, Twilight's friend Malakhar with his grandfather, Pinkie's family with Granny Pie, and all sorts of others.

Pear Butter: Speaking of Pinkie, I don't think we mentioned yet a certain discovery within our family to Chrysalis yet that wouldn't have been possible without spirit summoning!

Applejack: Oh yeah! Ah almost forgot, y'all not going t’ believe this Chrysalis. There was this one time Pinkie joined mah family on ah road trip because she found some sort o' blurry family tree book that might have confirmed we were related. In the end, Goldie Delicious' family records ended up being too smudged t' find out the answer fo' absolute certain. But we would find out later thanks t' all this spirit stuff. Granted, it's ah little distant still. But mah grandma on the pear side o' mah family was Pinkie's grandma's sister. Which means me and mah siblings have been second cousins with Pinkie and her sisters the whole time!

Starlight chuckles

Starlight: Honestly, all you're going to do is confuse Chrysalis about pony genetics even further. She was already puzzled that Maud and Pinkie were sisters, let alone this! But... I suppose I'm not so different. My mother had a pretty bright color scheme all things considered, I think most of my coloring came from my father's side!

Speaking of which, I am eager to tell Chrysalis about the day I reunited with my mother's spirit... but are there any last questions you have about spirits, soul magic, and/or spirit summoning before we move on?

The talk of reunions and spirit summoning does put a gleam in Chrysalis' eye, the group can see how hopeful she is to see her own family… tomorrow.

Chrysalis: You speak of all these reunions… you'd best follow through on your promise. I… I want to see my siblings.

She tilts her head at the mention of the apple family's extended roots.

Applebloom: Aw yeah, that was a fun trip, sure we almost met our untimely demise at the bottom o’ ah waterfall, but we got some great pics out o’ it! Plus, we've made that dangerous route ah bit o’ ah tradition!

Upon learning that Pinkie is indeed related to the apples, Chrysalis sighed and shook her head.

Chrysalis: My condolences, your family tree is now a hodgepodge of absolute insanity. You have my sympathy… pfft, pony genetics are just an absolute nightmare... I pity anyone foolish enough to try and figure it out.

She spoke with a heavy amount of sarcasm. When Starlight brought up herself into the conversation and her own family.

Chrysalis: I feel if I try to figure out anymore about the soul magic, spirits or what have you, my head is going to burst. Why don't we stick to something a little more… grounded. So the day you reunited with your hero soldier of a mother. That must have been a shock for her to hear you went down a villainous path… not that I'm interested but… how did that all go...?

Starlight paused for a moment, though smiled still

Starlight: She... did scold me a little. But I fully explained to her why her untimely death was the first domino to fall in a long string of events that I didn't have too much control over. Maybe I could have chosen to ignore things such as the manifesto about equality. But I was still too upset about Sunburst leaving. And then fate had the audacity to actually give me my cutie mark after trying out my mother's spellbook, as if destiny was laughing in my face to give me a cutie mark just as I was being convinced by the manifesto to hate them.

I had a lot of pent up emotion when I came clean to my mom. It was probably the longest time I cried since I was only a filly....

And all my mother did, was just what good mothers do. Hug, and comfort me in my worst moment...

Admittedly, I feel like all you'll do is laugh at me that a grown pony like me still needed the comfort of my mother. I'd even understand it if you mock me for it.. but... I never felt what a mother's comfort was like for my entire childhood... it was a lot more crucial to my development than I ever thought possible. Twilight filling in as a surrogate older sister filled in a void, but when I got to speak with my actual birth mother... everything just flowed out... all the tears... all the memories... everything that had led me to the life I lived up to that point...  everything had finally come full circle in my life. It was an emotional moment, but it was a needed one. I know myself more than ever now, and I know my mother will always be proud of me.

My mother was the angel I needed to set me on the path I'm on today. And I'm excited for when you get to meet her tomorrow!

Chrysalis listened intently, the whole group could see that despite what she said about not caring, she clearly did. But not only that, Chrysalis was thinking on how she'd talk about the things she's done to her siblings, specifically Arista and Spur. Tarsus.. he wasn't one for mushy emotions. Though the mention of her mother doing what 'good mothers do'... it made Chrysalis feel… guilty. She looked to Pharynx and then looked away as their eyes met. She was not going to be winning mother of the year anytime soon but… perhaps it's something to work on. 

Chrysalis: ...No, I won't laugh... I… I kind of get it. Though in my case… I don't need my parents, though I still long to see them again, but it's my siblings, they were to me what your mother is to you in terms of that needed support. Heh, I will laugh somewhat at taking in Sparkle as a sister. But coming from someone who had siblings to one who doesn't? I do not know if you have biological siblings. 

But perhaps I shouldn't judge too harshly. And yes, I too look forward to meeting this hero mother of yours. I may not have respected ponies during her time, I can however respect a soldier who was at their most powerful. Besides, much like our exercise with Cadence and Shining Armor to laugh at Sombra. Perhaps your mother and I can exchange barbs at Cozy's expense!

Applejack places a hoof on Starlight's shoulder.

Applejack: Ain't nothin' wrong 'bout sharin' ya feelings 'bout family... the loss o' my folks early in mah childhood had ah tremendous effect on me as well... Ah nearly quit Apple farmin’ altogether and attempted t’' try living wit’ mah aunts and uncles in the Orange families in Manehattan just t’ try if ah change o’ scenery could help me wit’ mah grief... but that only added homesickness t' so many emotions swirling in mah mind. Ah rainbow would eventually give me ah sign that ah should go back home. Realizing that wherever ma and pa were, they'd want t' see me happy back at the humble barns o’ Sweet Apple Acres.

It's thanks t' Granny, Big Mac, and the sudden importance o’ needing t’ step up fo' Apple Bloom when she was only ah foal helpin’ drive me forward. Ah never really fully got over mah parents' deaths. Ah freak rare natural disaster that just happened t' ruin mah life out o' nowhere... sometimes the way death can come suddenly can be scarier then some evil perpetrator. Because at least in those cases, ya’ll have something t' blame. Where loved ones just being at the wrong place at the wrong time... just makes it seem like the universe has it out fo' ya. It can make ya paranoid, and overprotective o' those ya still have...

Bright Mac, Coloratura, and Applebloom hold Applejack close.

Applebloom: Ya may have gotten on mah nerves sometimes with ya constant worryin’... but ah'm glad that ah had ya there, AJ.

Bright Mac: We never intended t' leave th' family so woefully unprepared fo’ what happened t’ mahself an Pear… but we couldn't be mo’ proud o’ who ya became.

Hearing about the loss of family members puts Chrysalis in an odd mood. But seeing Applejack be able to reconcile some of her feelings with the spirits of her parents… in a weird way, it gave her some hope for her own family reunion.

Chrysalis was a little afraid to ask her next question, wondering if it could be a touchy subject with spirits. But she figures if it is a sensitive topic, they can change subject quickly enough.

Chrysalis: How exactly did you two die? Gruesome question I know, but… considering how relatively young you look, I cannot imagine it was a natural death.

Pear Butter looked at Bright Mac with a bit of a grim look, but both of them nodded figuring that it was important to tell.

Pear Butter: As Applejack said... it was a rare natural catastrophe... we died at a place called Flame Geyser Swamp. Now even the name of that place already doesn't sound like the most inviting place, but it's a convenient place for all sorts of deliveries and ground routes for travel...

Starlight nods confirming that

Starlight: Me and Trixie once went through that place when we were trying to get to Saddle Arabia together. I actually nearly got burnt by one of the geysers before Trixie saved me. I didn't even know that place held such a dark significance to Applejack. When I learned that's where they died sometime afterward, I felt quite guilty that me and Trixie were singing all happily through that place. Luckily, Applejack wasn't too fussed about it.

Applejack: Despite how dangerous that place looks, over 90% o' ponies goin’ through get out o' there generally unharmed... And even most o' that 10% are grazin’ burns and/or had the first aid necessary t’ get them t’ ah hospital. It's just ah shame mah folks were in the 2% or less that were fatalities…

Pear Butter: We weren't killed by the flames however, it was something far worse that's generally dormant under the swampy floor, and was not watched for by our scientists yet because of how rare the event of such an eruption was: Toxic methane gas

We did try to leave our delivery cart behind to flee from the gas, but the cloud was still too fast. It caught up to Bright Mac first, and without thinking I immediately went back for him. Although, I doubt I would have been able to outrun the cloud anyway. If I was going to suffocate to death, at least it meant me and Bright Mac would have our last moments together... 

Applejack takes off her hat and places it over her chest

Applejack: We wouldn't find out what happened til' 'bout 3 days later. Granny Smith recovered their bodies, and naive lil' me thought they were jus' sleepin'... only fo' reality t' set in like ah thunder bolt as ah felt the cold temperature o' mah mother's hooves... ah brutal way t' learn that those closest t' us aren't promised t' be with ya forever...

Applebloom: Ah even tried t' foolishly go and make ah trip through there bah mahself… and nearly paid the price if it weren't fo’ Applejack. Dang Chimera almost made me lunch.

She looked at Applejack and then at her parents

Applebloom: At th' time Ma and Pa died, ah was jus a baby then. Ah never got t’ really know them till we were able t’ see them with spirit summonin’

Chrysalis looked quite somber about all this.

Chrysalis: Of all ponies… I never would have assumed we had something like this in common. It is… painful to have your loved ones ripped away...

She took a deep breath, even though she'd been telling her history more openly now, it didn't make it easier.

Chrysalis: I too lost my parents suddenly... They were murdered, though we never got true closure on who truly did it. But it's what started my hatred and distrust of ponies. I saw them as infallible, invincible beings… only for reality to quickly dash that thought.

Applejack: Huh, really now... Ah'm sorry t' hear something similar happened t' ya folks too... and ah hope whomever did it got their just desserts one way or another. Doesn't matter if they were ah pony or not, they'd never be ah friend o' ours.

Starlight takes the opportunity while Applejack and Chrysalis talk to note much of what they've gone over today in her notebook.

Yona: Yeah! Historically, murder was crime all yaks rose up to crush evildoer together... although learning about this dark magic stuff... might be why avalanches become common in yak country... but yaks strong, and very hairy, we survived them all!

Pear Butter: I'm sure Spike would gladly allow you to see your mother and father again along with everyone else you miss when you see him soon. I have faith your parents were great if you were able to have children yourself like Ocellus. 

Chrysalis: Oh believe me, Applejack, who I suspect to be my parents' murderer is one whom I’d wish the most terrible fate upon them possible. You may all be trying to redeem me, but that feeling will not change. Starlight may already know this, but while you, Sparkle, and the others may have been a thorn in my side… you do not even come close to the anger I feel for who I blame for everything. I think it’s highly likely my parents' murderer and my hive's murderer are one and the same...

Coloratura: I cannot imagine what that feels like but to hold onto resentment for so long...it leaves you hollow inside... wouldn't you rather face your family with the love you feel over the resentment?

Chrysalis sighs, especially when Ocellus is brought up.

Chrysalis: Who she became is in spite of me, not because of me. She rose to the occasion because I was not there. But… I know my parents and my sister will be thrilled to meet her… and the rest of my lineage.

She looked at Pharynx with a small smile, trying to bridge the gap between them.

Pear Butter turns toward Coloratura

Pear Butter: Sometimes it's not that easy just to get along again with family when there's resentment... especially when that resentment is within the family itself... we've since made up, and I'm glad he's with us in the Soul Shield along with both my mother and my mother-in-law now. But my father about dis-owned me when he learned I chose to marry into the Apple family over moving to Vanhoover with him. He couldn't get over some ridiculous business rivalry over his own daughter's feelings...

I never got to hear a real apology from my father until after I died, and if spirit summoning had never been discovered by Spike. I'd had never found out how much he's changed, and our reunion in the Soul Shield would have been more than awkward, to say the least...

This statement actually worried Chrysalis, she misses her family. But at the same time, she knew their deaths came not long after a nasty argument after years of tension between the four of them. Would the spirits of her family still hold on to that same resentment over their last argument. 

Would they guilt trip her for being the sole surviving royal?

Or maybe worse… one or two of them could be disgusted at what she's done, and what she had become. It makes her wonder for a moment if summoning them would even be worth it, but she shakes her head and realizes even if they say they never want to see her again. That hearing their voices one more time would be enough. 

Bright Mac looked at Pear with some sadness.

Bright Mac: Ah do wish he'd have just accepted us while we were alive… but it does warm mah heart that he did finally change his tune. Heh, he's up there wit’ us now and insists that ah call him Pah Pear. Course he'd never have changed if it weren't fo’ AJ, Big Mac and Applebloom here…

Applebloom smiled up at her father.

Chrysalis: I... I suppose you have some point there. I… I had an argument with my parents before they'd left. Now that I think about it… same went for my sister and my younger brother. I've been so caught up in the thought of seeing them again… what if they don't want to see me?

Chrysalis had intended to keep that thought to herself, it's only after she said it, that she realized it wasn't an internal thought. She was feeling more comfortable being open and hadn't realized it.

Pear Butter: I don't know the extent of how bad your last discussions with your family went, but even if they're still bitter about anything that happened before their deaths. There will be plenty of time to work things out. Sometimes just the reunion itself will supersede any other emotion. You might not even have to worry about apologizing to each other until the dust has settled after a joyful reunion.

Of course, I don't mean to make light of what your argument was about. I imagine as part of a royal family, it was a much more serious affair than the feud my father had with the Apple Family. The family feud my father had with the Apples is one thing, but in the grand scheme of things it only impacts at least two families and at most the agriculture of when Ponyville was still only a small, rural town. In your case... a whole nation, or hive rather, was on you and your families shoulders. Making decisions that impact hundreds if not thousands of your subjects.

Chrysalis: Indeed, both times it was regarding the well being, future direction of the hive, and… erm… debating about waging conflict… hmm...

That gave her some pause now that she thought about it. Every time she got into an argument of how the hive should be run, she lost something. The first time, it was her parents, the second time, her siblings along with 90% or more of her old hive… and then when she was confronted years later, by Starlight and her son… she lost her crown. 

Chrysalis: (No matter how many years pass… I keep making the same mistakes…)

Applejack: Yea... sometimes ah wonder how ponies like Twilight can handle all o' that politics and junk. So many things ya have t' keep in balance t' try t' make everyone happy. When there's inevitably going t' be someone who very vocally hates ya decision no matter what y'all do.

Twilight trying t’ increase relations with other nations through the school o’ friendship got some severe pushback from ponies like Chancellor Neighsay who was adamant that education in Equestria was fo’ Ponies only. Luckily, he changed his tune when Cozy made her move. But ya’ll would think friendship fo' all is somethin' everypony in Equestria agreed wit’ even back then.

Even besides Cozy, it was ah big wake-up call that Equestria needed the School o’ Friendship more than the other nations to be honest. We ain’t teaching friendship t' non-ponies purely fo' the purpose o’ gaining new allies. Even our own country had some things t' learn from other cultures. It wasn't ah one way street when it comes t' knowledge bein’ passed.

Yona nods

Yona: Yona remember well! Chancellor pony thought yaks were too dim-witted for friendship. But Yona proved him wrong! And now yaks like Yona can teach friendship to ponies themselves! 

Coloratura: I've had contractual spats and things like that, and of course Applejack knows the issues I had with my former manager, Svengallop. But I fully agree, we're barely scratching the surface compared to what royal problems are like.

Chrysalis raises an eyebrow when she hears mention of Cozy being a wake-up call for ponies.

Chrysalis: Hmph, I could have told you that. It doesn't surprise me that there are ponies who think themselves superior. You may not have seen it, but what do you think it felt like to be seen as nothing more than monsters? And before you mention the actions I've done, keep in mind the injustices we've had thrown at us by ponies. Yes, the actions I took while being Queen were possibly not the way to go about things… but I speak out of my own experiences. I'm sure even Pharynx would agree.

Pharynx: To an extent, yes. But I know they are not the monsters we've generalized them as either. That too is a two way street, mother. 

Applejack: It is kind o' a wonder why Celestia was never able t' have her own attempts at uniting Equestria with non-pony nations on the level Twilight has. She never seemed like the type o’ leader t’ not even TRY t' make good wit’ those who could have been potential allies. 

Celestia was ah fantastic leader from ah pure domestic point-o’-view, but her foreign relations record seems t’ have been at least ah little spotty in hindsight. She avoided war fo’ the most part, even with threats from the Yaks at one point...

Yona: Heheh... yeah... Prince Ruthorford known for shouting hyperbole as leverage with other nations back then. Almost never actually meant it, but yak's large bodies and tendency to smash very intimidating. Yaks got bigger slice of negotiations through threats... has mellowed out since though. Threats no way to be friends with others after all.

Applejack: ...But otherwise it feels odd that Celestia may have never tried t' reach out t' the species we now covet good relations with. She didn't strike me as one t' be careless about others strifes. Regardless, if they were ah pony or not. Not t' mention somepony like Neighsay being able t' get into such high positions under her nose with the kind o' beliefs he once shared. But ah suppose even Celestia can be fooled. Chrysalis probably knows all about that since Shining and Cadence's wedding.

Chrysalis was silent for a moment, looking down. She spoke in a lower tone.

Chrysalis: Oh, that's where you're wrong. Celestia did try. Of course none of you were even born then… the only exception being the two who are spirits now.

Bright Mac: Wha? Ah don't recall hearin' that, then again, ah was so focused on the farm duties, ah never kept up with the politics and such…

Chrysalis: Blissful ignorance... Well, allow me to inform you. She was well aware of our existence then. There was even a meeting among the leaders of different species' nations at the time. A potential peace treaty that would have begun the process of uniting this world long before Sparkle was even a thought in her mother's mind… unfortunately… two of the leaders were murdered in cold blood by a pony assailant! I'm sure you can imagine why tensions rose and no sort of peace talks were thought of after that. Who wants to sign a peace treaty to a nation that just had an assassination take place?!

Chrysalis slammed her hooves to the ground, huffing. But she took a moment to compose herself.

Chrysalis: And I'm sure you can guess who those leaders were…

Applejack: Oh Celest-

Applejack actually stops herself mid-sentence. Realizing that statement has a bit of another meaning when something of such bad timing ruined the former Princess' own attempt at uniting with other nations.

Applejack: That's just downright awful, we could have been friends the entire time! And some rogue pony dared t' buck it all up… causing other nations t’ wait til' ah new face and new approach was made with Twilight in charge t' try again. Hard t' imagine how different the world would have been had ya parents lived t’ see this union through...

To be frank, it also sounds like ah miracle that didn't outright start ah major war between the Changelings and Equestria. Assassination is no joke. How was ah conflict not ignited from somethin' like that?

Chrysalis: Are you starting to understand now? Why I believed ponies could not be trusted at that time? I had my reservations about my parents going and we argued about it… and that was the last time I ever saw them alive.

Now it was making sense why Chrysalis was so spiteful towards ponies, even before the destruction of her hive, the pain had existed before that even occurred. 

Chrysalis: And you see, Applejack, had I… or rather had my older brother gotten his way, we would have gone to war. We just needed time… time to heal from the loss, time to reinforce our strength, so that no one would ever harm us again!

Her voice was getting louder as she recalled this.

Chrysalis: And when we were already down… you ponies sought to… exterminate us! Our reinforced hive became our tomb! At least… that’s what I’ve believed…

The room just about falls silent, there's not much anyone could say. They've truly come to understand why Chrysalis' went on to do what she did. But hearing what happened still doesn't make it any easier. The only noise Chrysalis could really hear in the immediate aftermath of her loud statement, was the sound of Starlight's pencil writing in her binder. She's been doing that for quite a while in fact, besides when she chimed in when the discussion was about the Flame Geyser Swamp. 

Perhaps she's just trusting Applejack and the others with conversing with Chrysalis all on their own. Still, it felt odd to Chrysalis that she hasn't been talking as much as she has in the other lessons while Chrysalis recalls what she's telling. She couldn't help but wonder if Starlight was ignoring what she was saying. As for most of this conversation, she had her nose in the binder. The urge to remind Starlight that the traumas of her past are not to be noted down like its homework rises.

Chrysalis is silent along with the rest of the group, but she looks to Starlight who's writing up a storm.

Chrysalis: You're oddly silent for a change, you usually try to stop my anger from boiling over. What, does my plight fascinate you that much, Glimmer? Or are you just ignoring me? In fact, I'm surprised to not hear any follow up questions to the things I've said thus far. Say something!!

Starlight: Oop!

Starlight's head perks up from behind as Chrysalis yells out at her. She bows apologetically

Starlight: I-i'm sorry, didn't mean to make it look like I was ignoring you. I thought I'd let Applejack and her parents handle things while I jot stuff down... although, I suppose... there is one more thing I should own up to...

I... I'm actually aware of much of what you've said today already. In fact, I've known at least some details from even before any of our lessons started...

Applejack gasped in surprise

Applejack: Wait... really, Starlight?! Why didn't ya fill us in on this? What Chrysalis told us was very much new information t' me!

Pharynx: You knew of my family's history and didn't bother to let me know about this!? What about Thorax or Ocellus!? Did you know before them too!?

Starlight: Don't get me wrong, I didn't have ALL the details before the lessons. But... I've known about Chrysalis old hive the entire time, as well as the names of her royal siblings and her parents, and what happened to said hive. Frankly, I didn't expect Chrysalis to even be anywhere close to saying her sister's name up until at the earliest... the loyalty lesson, let alone her other siblings. The fact she mentioned her existence at all during the Kindness lesson seemed like a miracle, and I could tell from that point I was sneakily making great progress with her... even if Discord almost ruined it entirely.

If I had mentioned it earlier, she would have likely been alarmed that I knew so much and demanded how I knew. I can only say that the source of how I got this information... was my mother's spirit. And I couldn't say that until she was made aware of spirits and/or the soul shield. The only other conclusion she might have thought about, is I used a time travel spell to find out about her past.

Applejack: Alright... but that still doesn't explain why y'all didn't tell us!

Starlight: Well... to put it simply, it might have annoyed Chrysalis even more. If she was telling a story, that everypony in the room knew about already. That she wasn't aware they already knew. Best to have someone there to learn it from her.

Yona: Hmm... Yona supposes that’s a good point...

While the group was surprised by this, Chrysalis however was the most stunned by this news.

Chrysalis: Excuse me?! You've known? Beyond the things I've already told you?! How?! How could such information have leaked?! You heard Pharynx! Not even my own children knew of the hive's past! Explain yourself!

As she and everyone else listen to Starlight's explanation. She does make excellent points about keeping it hidden so as to not upset Chrysalis. Which both is logical… but still upsets her anyway. Because she knows Starlight is right... But when she mentioned how she got the information, it did raise a few red flags in her mind.

Chrysalis: I wouldn't have guessed you would use time travel to look into my past. Especially your genuine reaction to the fear of what the potential alternate timelines you'd already created were… but your mother's spirit knew? That information was not readily available, even amongst ponies. I'm aware your mother died a soldier… but how high up was she to be privy to such information? Who was your mother?

Starlight raises a hoof

Starlight: Calm. Down. Both of you... Take a deep breath, and relax... 

Starlight pauses to let the two have a brief breathing exercise. She can tell they're eager for answers, but she needs them to be thinking more logically and open-minded.

Starlight: You have every right to be upset at me for not sharing or at least telling you that I already knew. But once again, I urge you to remember. Chrysalis, you yourself did not want Pharynx to know yet that Ocellus was meant to succeed you one day until you were ready to tell him. 

And Pharynx, we feared telling you too soon would have put the present hive in a difficult situation. Not to mention how you might have interrogated poor Ocellus as if she had been secretly programmed to one day take sole control of the hive just like her mother did. Yes, I knew a lot of what Chrysalis told us. But many changelings here would need to hear it from your mother themselves to confirm that what I said was true. And either Chrysalis was still in stone, or she wasn't quite trusted yet. AKA still a risk of causing the hive to think that she was trying to retake the hive again.

Both Chrysalis and Pharynx grumble in a similar manner. Starlight is making valid points for both of them. Pharynx looked off to the side, trying to protest this while Chrysalis looked away, saying nothing for now.

Pharynx: I… I wouldn't have… I grrr...  I wouldn't have been mad once I assessed she wasn't evil… I wouldn't have yelled… much. But If only someone had told me she was my sister sooner, this wouldn't be an issue!

Chrysalis looked back at him and snarled.

Chrysalis: I did what I thought was best at the time! Had the hive stayed the way it was, you would have learned the truth when the time was right! Plus, if I told you at any given point after my own banishment, would you have believed me!? Would any of you!?

Pharynx quieted immediately. Chrysalis sighed and looked back at Starlight, the latter continued to speak.

Starlight: As for the identity of my mother, I'll get to that. But there's still some things that I haven't told you yet that are very important too. I've mentioned my still living father as far back as the Kindness lesson. But I nor did anypony else mention his name, did they? Before I mention my mother, I should talk about him too, and possibly other details in terms of my own family history.

Chrysalis: But what does your father have to do with this, Glimmer? What, was he a high ranking soldier too? What does he have to do with me?

Starlight shakes her head

Starlight: Nah, my father was as average as a unicorn could be. Any and all magical skill was inherited from my Mother's side. Perhaps that was to his advantage in their relationship, because when my mother married him. She was actually seeking a much more normal lifestyle after the sights she's seen.

His name is Firelight, and he's lived in the humble town of Sire's Hollow for as long as I can remember. Chrysalis gasped as she heard Starlight’s father’s name, not to mention the fact he happened to live in Sire’s Hollow. A dark possibility gets in her head as she looks to the side, she hopes beyond hope that it’s not true. 

Chrysalis: (Firelight?! She can't possibly be... no… it must be a coincidence… Please… let it be just that… otherwise…)

Starlight: My father had fond memories of the simple life shared in that little town. Though that can get a little to his head, because he's often afraid of change. Like any new buildings going to destroy what he loved about the town. He used to clash a lot with Sunburst's mother who was once determined to turn Sire's Hollow to be like a mini-Las Pegasus with resorts, hotels, and keep up to date with all the current trends from technology, fashion, and more.

My mother first met him on a relatively routine assignment. My father was lovestruck the moment she saw her. He approached her carefully from behind... although, all that got him was a suplex as she thought he might have been some criminal trying to mug her.

They'd one day get married, and have a baby all their own. Which grew up to be me, but not too long after I was born. My mother went on her final mission that she hoped would be her last one before retiring for good to live a simple life with my father. Unfortunately, it turned out to be the last thing she did alive…

The worst part about this is my father never found out what happened to her until many years later. He held onto hope that she was still alive even mere seconds before seeing her spirit for the first time. He never told me who she was though, because he was afraid that if I found out who my mother was. I'd end up following in her footsteps, and end up disappearing like she did one day. It annoyed me to no end. You and Pharynx can be mad at me for not disclosing what I knew earlier. But imagine having information hidden from you for longer than your entire childhood. Especially when it turns out that the identity of my mother was key to understanding who I am for the longest time.

Starlight points to Apple Bloom

Starlight: It's thanks to Apple Bloom and her friends that helped show me that my mother's identity was the most important aspect of my life. My cutie mark practically depended on it. And that was why I was only fueled further in my hatred of Cutie Marks. My father would turn out to have perfectly understandable reasons for hiding her identity from me, but... that still angered me more than anything…

Without a clear sign of what my Cutie Mark was, I had to try to interpret it myself. And my best guess, was that I was gifted the magical power to end Cutie Marks all on my own and create the equal society that the manifesto that indoctrinated me at the time beckoned me to make.

I believe I told you earlier that my cutie mark story was similar to Twilight’s, only  in her case she understood what her mark meant. Whereas I had absolutely no clue what mine meant. What was the raw magical power I have meant for and why did I have it? That was a question that has bugged me for most of my life. 

It finally became clear though, the day Spike summoned her for the first time.

My mother was special obviously. But I didn't expect just how special she'd turn out to be... she'd prove to be none other than... one of the most powerful unicorns to ever live.

Chrysalis hoped for any detail that could dispel her worst fear, but unfortunately, nothing Starlight says contradicts with the possibility. And she despairs internally as Starlight described her to be a particularly powerful unicorn.

Chrysalis: You know, you'd mentioned your home before during our kindness lesson… I thought nothing of it then. But… it's strange, the more I thought about it…

I did find it an odd coincidence that you happened to live in the same town my scouts and I used to scour for… a long hated target…

(There's no possible way… her mother couldn't be… no, Starlight would have told me a name by now. We're frien- tch, what am I thinking?  Hmm... not once has she said a name for her mother... and if said mother was able to give her information on the truth of my original hive… no. NO! It's impossible! She couldn't be… I had no data on her having a child… or Starlight being her child! Wait… wait, I’m really afraid to ask her this question… but I need to know the truth… now….)

Chrysalis was listening intently, her face growing more serious and also distraught. The dots were all connecting in her mind but she needed confirmation.

Chrysalis: What was her name… please… don't tell me… it's… it's... Sunset Shimmer…! For all the love and mercy of this world, please tell me that wasn’t her name!

The group could see Chrysalis' anger bubbling, she was clearly trying to hold herself back. But this put Pharynx on edge, he knew what was coming...

Starlight's eyes widened, she is aware Chrysalis probably knew Sunset from before. But she was not expecting such a rise in vitriol in Chrysalis' voice.

Starlight: Why... yes... but... why do you seem to be so upset...?

Then she gasped

Starlight: Wait... you cannot possibly think... that... that she was responsible for what happened?!

Just about the whole room gasps, if Sunset Shimmer is who Chrysalis blames for everything. This session was about to take a turn for the worse, and fast.

Chrysalis was shaking in anger now, her horn started to crackle. She looked both angry… and hurt by this revelation. And the sparkly color of her wings shift all the way back to the way they were before.

Chrysalis: I don't think she did it, I KNOW SHE DID! I WAS THERE WHEN YOUR MOTHER KILLED MY BROTHER! SHE DESTROYED MY HOME!

She slammed her hooves on the ground before going right to the edge of her barrier. The rest of the group looked very much on edge.

Chrysalis: And you… you've been playing me for the fool this whole time! Oh it must be sooooo funny for you? Tch, I should have known, your magic power, that snark, you're her in every single way!

Everyone else knows where this is going, and some have trouble thinking if there's anything they can at least try.

Applejack: Now hold on t’ ya horses, cain't we all calm down fo' ah moment and discuss this like gentlemar-

Starlight: No.

Starlight angled her eyes as she bluntly interrupted Applejack. Starlight herself stomps the ground and snorts.

Starlight: I will not stand for this absolute SLANDER! If my mother was guilty of what you say, she wouldn't have become a SPIRIT! Have you already forgotten that?!

Phayrnx attempts to whisper something that he hopes calms the situation.

Pharynx: Listen, I know what you told me before, but I've met Sunset’s spirit and she isn't like...

Chrysalis gave Pharynx a look that shut him up immediately.

Chrysalis: And you chose to say NOTHING about that until this exact moment?! Yet you had the gall to yell at me for hiding things. Stay out of this, child. KNOW YOUR PLACE! 

She looked back to Starlight

Chrysalis: Then it seems this universe is just truly in the favor of ponies and far too forgiving... Mass murder is fine if it's against what this world deems as monsters? To think I was trusting you! Your mother is no better than Cozy Glow! You can deny this all you want, but you were not there, you did not see what I saw! I WATCHED AS SHE KILLED MY BROTHER! I WATCHED AS SHE MADE THE VOLCANO DESTROY THE HIVE!

Her tone then got colder.

Chrysalis: And do you know what she did? She ran away… thinking she'd finished the job she started at the summit of world leaders…

The comparison of her mother to Cozy Glow only gets a larger rise of out Starlight. Veins just about popping from her forehead

Starlight: That's it... THAT'S IT! I really wanted to delay mentioning this until you got to see your family's spirits... but obviously, I have no choice but to start hammering home the harsh truth... your older brother, Tarsus... WASN’T the great king you think he was... He manipulated you and the rest of your old hive from the very start, my mother had no plans on harming anyone else when she traveled to Mt. Thrace. She went down there specifically to take him down... SHE WAS DOING YOUR HIVE A FAVOR!

And you know what else my mother told me? Despite Tarsus being her target... she said she tried to save him at the end of their duel as he hung off a cliff... but he didn't WANT to be saved. My mother believes he purposefully flung himself to his death to manipulate you one final time. 

And with what we know about dark magic, Tarsus' soul probably expedited and empowered the eruption into the unstoppable force that would not just flow through all layers of the hive... but also sink the island. And I wouldn't be surprised Tarsus was at least slightly aware that might happen…

Yona hugs Apple Bloom tight as she shivers at the scary sight of the argument between these two. Poor Apple Bloom feeling the large yak's strength, thankfully Apple Bloom has bulked up quite a bit of muscle ever since, not to mention an earth pony's naturally stronger body then the other types.

Yona: Apple Bloom! Y-y-y-y-yona's scared! What can we do to calm pony and bug queen down?!

Applebloom looked terrified, not having felt like this since she was a filly. 

Applebloom: Ah… ah don't know! Ah've never seen Starlight this angry and Chrysalis looks ready to take us all down. B-but that barrier should hold her in, right?

Chrysalis gets an equally angry look as Starlight starts speaking about Tarsus.

Chrysalis: Doing us a favor…? DOING US A FAVOR!? How dare you, Starlight Glimmer!? You and your mother know NOTHING of Tarsus! He only wanted to enhance and reinforce the hive, make us stronger than ever before. Furthermore, he SAVED MY LIFE from your mother! The only reason I am alive now is because of him!

You claim that she tried to save him!? NO! That is the true lie here. I had to watch as she kicked him to his death! SHE PUSHED HIM IN! I SAW IT ALL, STARLIGHT GLIMMER!

Chrysalis slammed herself against the barrier holding her.

Chrysalis: SHE IS THE REASON I DESPISE YOU PONIES! SHE TOOK EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE AWAY FROM ME! AND YOU DID THE SAME WHEN YOU PARTNERED WITH THORAX ALL THOSE YEARS AGO!

Pear Butter looked in Bright Mac's eyes

Pear Butter: Is... is this a look at what our daughters have faced on their adventures?! I'm almost positive we ourselves might have been overprotective of them if we had been around…

Bright Mac looked equally terrified, he and Pear may have been spirits and were technically not going to be harmed but they still felt the fear for everyone else in the room.

Bright Mac: Ah... never imagined this is what they've faced all these years... one sec that Chrysalis was nice in her own way and now... ah don't know what's goin’ t’ happen...

As the argument between the two continues, the power rising from Chrysalis starts to shake the chamber. Getting more and more intense by the second. And there was the beginning of a feeling this wasn't isolated to this room. As Chrysalis' power, much of which she's gotten over the past 4 sessions feels like it's created a fault underneath the hive that begins to endanger the whole thing's structure. Neither Starlight nor Chrysalis realize it yet, but the others certainly do.

Applejack: Gaaah! What in tarnation's happening'?! It feels like this whole place is ‘bout t' collapse! Starlight! Chrysalis! Please whatever ya do, ya gotta calm down! Ya’ll might kill us all!

Mere moments later, both Thorax and Ocellus arrive on the scene obviously distressed with this turn of events.

Ocellus: Mother! Starlight! Professor Applejack! YONA! Why is everything shaking?!

Thorax: Pharynx! Please tell us what's happening! 

Chrysalis continued to stomp and slam against the barrier, her magic crackling the strongest it's been in years. She can't even tell she's shaking the hive, she's so focused on her own anger right now.

Chrysalis: YOU LIED TO ME! Made me think we were connecting! And you didn't even bother to tell me that you were the daughter of my family's KILLER! All because this is just some project to you! SOME WORTHLESS ASSIGNMENT!

Applebloom: Ah… Ah think we need t' get outta here! It ain't safe!!

Coloratura: Aaaah!! Applejack, what do we do!? You're used to fighting villains, how do we stop this!?

The group is shocked to see Thorax and Ocellus but given the circumstances, it makes sense they'd arrive.

Pharynx: You two! It's… it's Chrysa- ...it's our mother! She was told the truth of who Starlight's mother is and just... she's losing her grip on her anger, and it's causing the whole hive to tremble! We need to prioritize saving everyone and the hive itself!

Starlight: Listen here, Chrysalis. I HAVE NOT LIED TO YOU A SINGLE TIME THROUGHOUT ANY OF OUR SESSIONS! And I certainly have not done so today! In fact...

Starlight turns toward Applejack

Starlight: Applejack, have I lied today? You'd tell me if you thought so, right?!

Applejack stood silent for a moment, really more focused on the shaking. But she soon replies

Applejack: Uh... yeah... You  haven't lied one bit. But I think there is more pressing iss-

Starlight: QUIET!

She interrupts in a way that almost mirrors when Starlight herself was still a villain.

Starlight: Now... I need you to tell me if you detected any lies from Chrysalis today...

Applejack side-eyes the shaking chamber and everybody is worried. But the quicker she responds, the quicker she can hope to get Starlight to focus.

Applejack: ...Starlight, Chrysalis has not lied one time today either

Starlight: WHAT?! What are you talking about?! She said such horrible things about my mom. You cannot possibly belie-

Applejack suddenly raises her voice

Applejack: STARLIGHT! THAT'S ENOUGH! There's ah big difference between a lie, and ah perception o' the truth! And right now, there's no way t' prove it t' Chrysalis fo' certain' until we show her family’s spirits! 

And if ya'll don't stop this verbal wrasslin' and start helpin'... all o’ us down here, plus ah huge section o’ the hive above will be suddenly joinin' that soul shield!

Applejack finally gets through to Starlight, with this wake-up call of a statement. She shakes her head, and looks around now realizing that yes, the chamber was shaking. And the power emanating from Chrysalis threatened the very structure of the hive.

Starlight: Oh... oh no.... What.... what have I done.... 

Chrysalis only gets angrier as Applejack speaks about Starlight having only told the truth. The hive rumbles.

Pharynx: Mother, stop this! If you continue, you'll..

Chrysalis: CEASE YOUR CHATTER, THIS IS BETWEEN MYSELF AND HER!!

She grins after hearing Applejack says Chrysalis has also told only the truth.

Chrysalis: You see?! Even she knows, I did not lie! Your mother is a MURDERER! And if you think for a second I will align myself with you any longer, you've got another thing coming! To think I was starting to trust you, believe in you! You would much rather stab a knife in my back just when I look away, right as I fully trust you!

She slams against the barrier, still angry… and heartbroken. Blind to what she was doing. But when she hears Applejack yell about the potential destruction of the hive, she slows down… but is still just as angry.

Chrysalis: This cursed barrier is the only thing protecting you from me... If it wasn't here… I'd... I'd...

Applejack sternly turns towards Chrysalis

Applejack: Now don't y'all start putting words in mah mouth. Ah didn't confirm Sunset was indeed y'all hive's killer. Only that ya truthfully believe that, it's not technically ah lie if that's what yall’ve always believed. But reminder that ah also said Starlight hasn't lied either.  Only one o’ y'all have the real truth, but bringin' down the hive on top o' us isn't goin' t' get the real answer!

Applejack then turns toward Starlight's direction

Applejack: Now, Starlight. Give me ya big pack o’ portal gum. We need t' get most that are down here ah way t' safety.

Starlight's still distraught that the situation has deteriorated this much and this fast. It felt like all of a sudden, all the previous sessions were for nothing, and they were back to square one. Or possibly even WORSE than square one if possible. The worst part is, Starlight too believed Chrysalis was making a change. And suddenly, the identity of her mother and the queen's adamant belief that she killed her family has seemed to reverse everything.

Starlight solemnly nods, says nothing. And gives her whole pack to Applejack. Though Applejack makes sure Starlight keeps one for herself. Applejack brings out a piece of gum and quickly works to create a portal that leads straight to Sweet Apple Acres

Applejack: Apple Bloom, Yona, Rara... get on back home, if the worst case scenario happens, I'd rather neither of you die like this...

Pear Butter: Wait! Applejack... you're... not doing what I think you're doing... are you?!

Applejack just tips her hat solemnly to her mother.

Applejack: Ah'm goin' t' try t' help get as many changelings upstairs t' safety befo’ potentially the whole thing goes down... if... ah end up goin' down wit’ the metaphorical ship... at least we'll be together forever... in the soul shield..

Yona: Wait! Professor Applejack, can't we just get Princess Twilight here with that gum?!

Applejack: Trying t' bring ah force like ah genie t' stop Chrysalis forcefully might speed up her descent into madness. With lives still at stake, Chrysalis may still yet hesitate long enough fo’ enough o’ us t’ get out safely. But tryin' t' take the easy way out is only goin’ t' make Chrysalis want t' inflict some sort o' pain on Equestria, even if that includes her own race in the process... speaking o’ which...

Applejack turns towards the other changeling leaders and/or future leaders. Thorax, Pharynx, and Ocellus.

Applejack: Y'all get t’ safety too, Ah know ya'll probably want t' help ya subjects upstairs. But if ah recall correctly, the royal changelings are the most important to keep alive to rebuild. Ah don't think ya subjects would blame ya if y'all decided t' seek safety.

The three royals think about it for a moment. Though Pharynx insists that he needs to help their subjects upstairs. Meanwhile, Ocellus shivers a little in fear. Though soon she takes a deep breath, and puts up perhaps the bravest face she's ever shown.

Ocellus: No... I'm not leaving! This isn't who my mother is... Now that I've come to understand her... she's... actually probably counting on me getting to safety... for if she goes with the hive while I survive, then it'll all be up to me to at some point create the next hive. 

But if I refuse and mom still goes through with this, then... as sad as my death would be... it would prove my mother just couldn't let go of her grudge enough to even save me... her own daughter... and her legacy would be she was willing to let her own race die without even attempting to figure out the truth of the matter.

It was a risky bet, but Ocellus was really putting a huge ultimatum on Chrysalis’ shoulders. If Chrysalis goes through with this action, she will not just destroy herself. But potentially put the changelings on the brink of extinction. Will her years-long grudge with the ponies be too much to get over that she'd sacrifice her own race's existence?

Meanwhile, as cracks begin to form on the walls. It becomes obvious to Starlight. That the only thing holding up this chamber will soon be the barrier. And as more of the distress of the current situation gets to her, nearly the entirety of the changeling's existence, Applejack's life, all suddenly endangered by a sudden turn of events. Tears flow from the corner of her eyes, as in her mind. She has only one action she can think of doing... but she waits until more are safe before going on with this.

Applebloom was not having any of this plan, she was clinging to her, trying to convince her to do anything else but stay.

Applebloom: Absolutely not! Ah can't lose you, AJ! Ah… ah cain't take care o' the farm wit' just Big Mac and Sugar Belle! Ah... ah know ya'd be ah spirit but… no! Not yet! It ain't ya time yet!!

Coloratura however knows that determined look, she knew there was no convincing Applejack… but that wouldn't stop her from at least saying her piece.

Coloratura: Applejack... you have to come home… I'll be waiting for you there... 

Bright Mac: Darlin’, ah'm proud o’ ya fo’ standin ya ground. but this…

Applejack tips her hat

Applejack: It wouldn't be the first time somepony in our family went far befo’ they should have...

Applejack not so subtly looks on over to the spirits of her parents. She gives Apple Bloom a tight hug, just in case this was the last time both of them were alive. She then approaches her special somepony.

Applejack: If... there's an opportunity at the last second. Ah'll try t' see if ah can make it out just fine. But fo' now...

Applejack moves in for a big, long kiss. With the same purpose as her hug with Apple Bloom.

Applejack: Now get goin' y'all. Just remember… we will see eachother again soon… regardless of what happens here…

Yona: But... but... Yona not sure pony spirit is the method we want when we do meet again....

Yona herself tears up for her old teacher, and whom she succeeded as the teacher of Honesty. Luckily, Applejack has also blown a big enough bubble for Yona to fit. Reluctantly but gradually, Apple Bloom, Rara,  and Yona all cross the portal. Pear Butter and Bright Mac also do so despite no danger to their spirit forms. But there's not a lot they can do here, if their daughter ends up joining the soul shield from this. It would be more bittersweet, they'd be together forever. But they'd also prefer Applejack to have the long life they couldn't have. The portal remains open, the ponies who cross nervously watch as if they're behind a window on the scene.

While the group reluctantly lets Applejack potentially sacrifice herself while saving lives. Thorax, Ocellus, and Pharynx are trying to get Chrysalis to stop her anger or at least calm her down.

Pharynx: Listen! Don't you care what happens to the hive!? To us and especially Ocellus!? You told me your love is for the hive above all else, was that a lie?!

Chrysalis' face twists and contorts, she's angry but she can also see what she's doing… yet the idea that all this time, she was actually bonding with the daughter of her family's perceived killer. It was too much.

Chrysalis: Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I… I...

Her horn is flaring, she can hear the screams of everyone, not just in the immediate area but in the hive above. Her mind flashes back to the moment she watched her original hive be destroyed. These screams were the same... She looked at Ocellus, Pharynx and Thorax. They weren't budging despite all this. The only one damaging the hive right now, was her.

Chrysalis: No... what am I doing...? You… your family has taken everything from me... GRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!

She slammed her hooves down once more… and stopped. 

Chrysalis: Get out… just… get out...

Nearer to the barrier, the three royal siblings of the changelings stand their ground in front of Chrysalis. Even the once cowardly Thorax, stands tall even on the brink of a potential untimely end. And he sternly stares down his mother. For once, Thorax looked like the leader Chrysalis hoped he would be.

Thorax: Mother, you must realize how foolish this would be to end it all here... you potentially bring us to extinction... when it's pretty clear the ponies aren't our enemy... don't you see Applejack behind us? She's willing to sacrifice her life, a happy life that includes a close sisterly bond and true love…

Let's say you're hypothetically right about Sunset... you'll only prove to show that you're the same as her if you dare bring the hive down right now.

The three stand firm even as Chrysalis tries to urge them to get out, it just means Ocellus is correct. Their presence is allowing Chrysalis to hesitate. And as long as she does, that gives more time to save more of the hive should Chrysalis break down and give in.

Chrysalis stares down at her children, glaring specifically at Thorax from the comparison to Sunset.

Chrysalis: DON'T YOU DARE COMPARE ME TO HER! I'M… I'M NOTHING LIKE HER!

She was wavering, the rumbling to the hive was stopped but it was clear that Chrysalis could still go over the edge at any moment...

Pharynx: Then stop this! You'll destroy the hive if you continue! Destroy your legacy! And as you've told all of us now, if we go, the future of the hive dies with us... And we're not going anywhere, mother.

Chrysalis looked like a caged beast… yet there was that level of uncertainty on her face. She didn't want to destroy the hive… but she couldn't hold in these angry feelings any longer. 

Chrysalis: Why don't any of you just listen to me!? Why must you be so stubborn!?

Pharynx: Seems like the apples don’t fall far from the tree.

Though as they continue to stand, Starlight suddenly approaches closer to the barrier. A sad, but somewhat determined look in her eye.

Starlight: Applejack, Ocellus, Thorax, and Pharynx... you're doing well to get through to Chrysalis so far... but... this ultimately comes down to me and me alone... It was I who was entrusted with Chrysalis' care, it was all the previous sessions that gave Chrysalis all the love and power she's using that currently threatens the hive now... you're not the ones who should be laying your lives down...

...I'll ...I'll be right back...

Starlight makes a portal of her own, to an undisclosed location but presumably somewhere around where she lives. Applejack, Thorax, and Ocellus all look worried.

Chrysalis flinches. She then steps back as Starlight approaches the barrier, putting herself in a defensive stance.

Chrysalis: I will not destroy this place, but I will not go down without a fight, Starlight Glimmer! I will not... h-huh!?

Thorax: Huh... what... what is Starlight going to do...?

She was just as confused as everyone else who remained when Starlight portaled away.

Chrysalis: h-Ha! Like mother, like daughter! Run away! Fine... it's… better this way...

It's only just about seconds later when Starlight returns, and she even closes up the portal she created using her magic. In her mouth is a small bag, with a single large pill in it. Tears are flowing from her eyes as she looks back at everyone in the chamber.

Thorax takes a good look at what Starlight brought back. And when he realizes what she's got right there... he gasps.

Thorax: Starlight... no... you... don't have to do this...

Starlight turns her back, tears still streaming from her eyes.

Starlight: I'm afraid I do, Thorax... if... I don't make it... please... tell Twilight and Spike... they can summon my spirit... so I can say… I’m sorry…

Starlight's horn charges up and in a flash. She ends up inside Chrysalis half of the chamber.

Everyone else on the other side of the chamber or watching from a portal all yell out in unison

Applejack/Thorax/Ocellus/Pharynx/Yona/Coloratura/Apple Bloom/Pear Butter/Bright Mac: STARLIGHT, NOOOOOOO!

As soon as Starlight is in the chamber. She quickly opens the small bag and ingests the pill inside. It's bitter tasting and makes Starlight's entire body shiver in an unpleasant feeling. As magical sparks come out of her horn, before they dissipate into nothing.

Starlight then turns around to look Chrysalis in the eyes. Tears still streaming from her face.

This brought Chrysalis into utter confusion, what did Starlight just do? She had to know, She wondered if maybe Starlight was perhaps preparing to take her on in one last duel to the death. But that face did not look like somepony about to challenge her, it looked more like… surrender.

Chrysalis jumped back immediately upon seeing Starlight in her cell. She got in a defensive stance, her horn crackled with a bright green glow.

Chrysalis: GLIMMER! Come to fight me yourself after all!? Fine then! I'll take you down with me!

At first she assumed the pill Starlight swallowed was something to power her up in some way, but the reaction the others gave was not one that made her think that for long. But she still stood ready to fight, even if Starlight wasn't looking the same.

Chrysalis: What was that!? What did you just swallow!?

Starlight paused, taking a deep breath before answering

Starlight: It's... a pill... that temporarily disables all tangible magic... it's... made from the same material that your anti-magic field was made out of. Only we now use it for medical purposes such as when a unicorn's horn was going haywire... I am thus... completely defenseless for the next few hours...

If... you insist... that my mother is the killer you think she is... then please, don't take your frustration out on your own hive and your own family... 

I'm right here... hit me... hit me as hard as you can... even if... even if it kills me... you'll finally have the revenge you’ve craved for so long. You’ll send me to see my mother who won’t be expecting me, you’ll leave Twilight having to find somepony else as her new student, and better yet... you'll still be alive... although... you should probably expect to be turned back to stone... most likely permanently.

If revenge is all you've truly wanted... direct all your power onto me! And no one else! PLEASE!!!!

As Starlight states this, the rest of the group gasps loudly.

Yona: NO! YONA WON'T LET YOU DO IT!

Yona just about pokes her head through the portal. Though Apple Bloom and Coloratura use all the earth pony strength they have to pull back the yak. They almost slip, before suddenly they get the help from someone at the farm. None other than Apple Bloom's big brother Big Macintosh. Who combined with Apple Bloom and Coloratura, are able to pull even a yak like Yona from doing something reckless.

Applejack: Starlight...

Applejack shakes her head, all this going in has distracted her from what she set out to do. Try to save the changelings. She uses this time to finally get things straight

Applejack: Pharynx, come with me. We'll save as many as ya kind as we possibly can... Ah don't know what will become o' ya mother and Starlight at this point. But in case things still turn out fo' the worse, we need t' get goin’, pronto!

Thorax: Go ahead, Pharynx. Me and Ocellus will stay down here. We don't know what's going to happen next, we might at any second be together again up in the soul shield. If this is the end of the Changelings, let's take some pride in our last moments.

Ocellus herself has waterworks in her eyes at the present situation

Ocellus: Mother... p-p-please... don't.... don't hurt Starlight! I beg of you! You're better than this! I know you are!

This gesture stunned even Chrysalis, Starlight was just going to...let her do this? A wicked smile comes across her face

Chrysalis: Oh… oh this is just… AHAHAHAHAHA!!! So be it then! I hope you're prepared to take every bit of my wrath I have for your mother… I'd say to tell her I'll see her in Tartarus but well… neither of us will be seeing each other after today!

Something about her laugh sounded off though, it was maniacal but also… kinda forced. As if she was only trying to convince herself. Chrysalis was in too deep now to back down. For a moment, she and Starlight just stare each other down. Pharynx looks back at the two before turning to Applejack.

Pharynx: Curses! How could it have come to this!? This is exactly what I thought she'd do and yet... GRRRRAAAAAAH! I… I can't let this be how things end!!

Chrysalis looks to the others and speaks in a cold tone.

Chrysalis: I have no intention of harming this hive, I do not care what is done to me after this. This world, this universe sees me as a monster, a relic of the past. I do not belong in it, Ocellus. And since she wants to pay the debt her mother owes, then I will gladly inflict it upon her.

She turns back to Starlight and grimaces. Seeing that face, she thinks about the previous lessons, the genuine laughs she's had, the heart to heart moments she's had with the others and Starlight. Was she really going to throw it all away? This felt familiar… like when she chose to align herself with Tarsus over her parents… or her siblings. Starlight could see her hesitate, even start to cry, but her horn still charged up to its max.

Chrysalis: JUST GET OUT OF MY LIFE ALREADY! BEGONE, STARLIGHT GLIMMER!

And then she fires in Starlight's direction...

Everyone else watching, especially Ocellus and Thorax shout large screams of "No!" as Chrysalis prepares to charge that blast that was meant to end Starlight's life... a loud magical explosion is heard. Everyone averting their eyes as the brightness of the explosion lights up the chamber.

Ocellus: No... Starlight.... Noooooo!

She wraps her hooves around Thorax, crying into her older brother's shoulder presuming she was gone even before the dust clears… 

Though as the smoke of the blast disappears. There's... an image of a lilac pony... still standing where she was.

Starlight closed her eyes, crying, and grimacing as she prepared for the last bit of pain that would send her to the soul shield and reunite her with her mother forever. But after a while when she definitely heard the explosion, she felt no pain. If this is what dying instantly felt like, it felt odd. She dared to open one of her eyes. To see what's happened... Chrysalis used up her blast. But all she did was create one tremendously sized crater. That just manages to avoid even singeing Starlight

Starlight: w-w-w-what? C-ch-ch-Chrysalis... d-did... did you... m-m-miss?

Remarkably, Starlight had been spared. But everyone else watches cautiously, as they don't know yet if that was just a misfire. Chrysalis could still easily go for another attack. How truly cruel would it be for the queen to make it look like she was about to spare her, only to do the coup de grace mere moments later.

Chrysalis is the only one who's expression hadn't changed, it's unclear whether or not Chrysalis will just fire again or… if she's intentionally sparing Starlight. Her horn still had smoke trailing off of it but it didn't spark anymore. She walked right up to Starlight and whispered into her ear.

Chrysalis: While you may have asked for death, I will not give you the satisfaction. I won't be like your mother was to my hive. Now get out, leave me be. I'd much rather die alone… 

Go tell Sparkle you failed, there is no redemption for me. Your failure is the price you pay, not your death. Just… stay out of my life, Starlight Glimmer… Because if I see you again... then I will kill you. Consequences be damned… This whole ordeal… it's just… just...

She looked away, clearly starting to shed some tears.

Chrysalis: IT'S JUST SO  POINTLESS, ALL OF IT! JUST LEAVE ALREADY! YOU HAVE YOUR PATHETIC PERFECT WORLD, JUST GO AWAY!

Shock and awe are on everyone's faces as they hear that Chrysalis won't be going through with it. Not taking down the hive, and not even ending Starlight's life. Ocellus and Thorax feel like saying something, but they just about fear something they could say might make Chrysalis change her mind in a hurry. It does at least give them time to converse with those still watching from the portal to Sweet Apple Acres.

Thorax: Other than teleporting in a small object like a plate of food, this barrier is resistant to changeling magic. We can't teleport inside, nor can we open it. Otherwise, Chrysalis would have easily been able to open it herself once she got enough power. The pill Starlight ate is still going to last for a few hours, and we don't know if Chrysalis could decide to finish Starlight off anyway if she's in there for too long.

We need a unicorn to get her out...

Yona: We... we could try to get Princess Twilight here... now that there's time.

Big Mac: Nnnooooope. Ah have just t' solution.

A moment later, Big Mac brings his wife Sugar Belle to the portal. She walked in, and had been told of the situation as her husband retrieved her. Sugar Belle approaches the barrier, teleporting a whole pony is actually a huge ask for Sugar Belle but at least it won't be for a huge distance. It might take a lot out of her still to try, but she's no less determined to help Starlight get back to safety.

And the meaning of a former Our Town villager saving her is not lost on Starlight as she braces for the teleportation spell.

The baker unicorn charges her horn with all her might. She winces in pain as she attempts a spell that's still a bit far above her skill for frequent use as a burn mark begins to fade at the end of her horn. But this was an emergency that had to be done. Sugar clenches her teeth to try to get through the pain as a glow emanates from Starlight before a bright flash makes Starlight disappear from behind the barrier, and a mere 2 seconds later she's brought back to the safety of being outside the barrier. As soon as Starlight's on the other side again, Sugar Belle almost faints, though her husband catches her. She's breathing heavily as if she had just run a marathon after performing that spell. But it worked, a huge relief on everyone's faces that no one was killed or seriously hurt after all.

Pharynx and Applejack had managed to evacuate nearly all the changelings up top, though they certainly did realize the shaking had stopped. Applejack and Pharynx did hear a large boom, while still looking for lost Changelings. They might have thought that Chrysalis did indeed go ahead with killing Starlight, but when Applejack uses another piece of Portal gum to check. They see that Starlight's relatively unharmed, and Applejack's brother and sister-in-law have arrived.

Applejack: Big Mac! Sugar Belle! What y'all doin' here? This place was in danger o’ crashing down not too long ago!

Sugar Belle: Applejack, it's alright. The crisis is over... for now... Chrysalis has stopped. And she seems to have only fired a warning shot instead of striking Starlight. Big Mac stepped in to help hold in Yona, and I was called over to help teleport Starlight back out. Everyone's going to be ok...

As the others each breathe a deep sigh of relief. Applejack hugging everyone of those watching from Sweet Apple Acres, joyous tears from both Apple Bloom and Coloratura that Applejack won’t have to sacrifice herself after all. Starlight looks across the barrier at the moping Chrysalis.

Starlight: No... there's still one of us... that isn't ok, yet...

The group wonders who Starlight is talking about. And it becomes clear, Starlight was referring to Chrysalis. Despite what she had said and had nearly done, Starlight still considered her one of them. The Queen confused as she ever was, even after threatening her own kind, accusations of the worst kind against her beloved hero mother, and even almost killing Starlight herself. Starlight has not given up on her. She thought about just laughing, and saying how naive Starlight is still once more. But if she does laugh, it feels forced more than ever. And there was this feeling, that Starlight's refusal to give up on her... was actually working. 

Pharynx had rushed in along with Applejack and was just as shocked to see that Starlight and Chrysalis were both still standing. But he could see the smoldering crater next to Starlight, the blast that caused it would have easily killed her. Pharynx was at a loss for words on what to say to Chrysalis. Things were unsettlingly calm… but it was clear the problem hadn't been resolved.

Chrysalis just… stood there, turned away from the rest of the group. Her mind processing her own actions as well. She hated Starlight's mother, and she was so angry at Starlight… so why couldn't she follow through? Why did this hurt more? She tried to laugh as she would when she was in charge, but it sounded forced… fake. Each laugh was followed by a few tears.

Chrysalis: Get out...  get away from me...

The tone of her voice sounds like she’s trying to still sound as cold as ever, but there was a hint of her holding back a very intense despair. She couldn't bring herself to say anything else. Starlight was safe but… this lesson of honesty and potentially any other lesson… was over.

Everyone there agrees it's probably time everyone starts heading home. Thorax, Pharynx, and Ocellus are going to have their hands full with the changelings who had feared for their very lives. The fact many of them could have been killed all because of Chrysalis' grudge against Starlight's mother is probably going to take a long time for them to forgive their former queen, that is… assuming there is any chance left of redeeming her to a status where she's walking around freely again.

Soon, the only one's still in the chamber besides Chrysalis. Is Starlight and Applejack.

Starlight: Chrysalis, before I go... I need to tell you something.... really important...

Believe it or not, the way you're feeling right now. Is something I've felt too...

After I traveled through time that is... sure... the fact that we found out time travel only creates alternate universes and doesn't change the present from where we traveled lessens this issue. But... that still doesn't excuse what I indirectly did to all those timelines…

You may be feeling terrible right now, but I've technically pulled the trigger multiple times when you think about it... I doomed one Equestria to a lengthy war with Sombra, and others from the rule of Nightmare Moon, Discord, you, Tirek, and worst of all... Cozy Glow. I cherish all the friendships I have back in Equestria, but I know there are other versions of them that are suffering... or even no longer alive/were never born in said universe because of my actions...

I... even nearly threatened to just stay in the past by ripping up the scroll. I felt Twilight could certainly have gotten herself and Spike back to their universe while my punishment is to stay in one of the universes I created forever. I felt Twilight would have been more than justified to punish me in such a way... but instead she decided she wouldn't give up on me that easily.

And I think, this is the time where I must do the same for you... I'm very sorry for hurting you deeply. In this case, it doesn't matter who is wrong and who is right. The emotional impact is all the same, and I've failed as a counselor. I said before that one of the worst things to say to a patient like you is to say "You're wrong" and my anger briefly made me forget all that.

Today, I've failed you as a counselor... and I've also failed you as a friend...

I'm not sure what's to come next... Though I'm going to have a talk with Twilight about how to proceed, I'm going to try my best to speak on your behalf... but if Twilight decides this isn't working out and it'd be safer to put you back in stone for a while longer... then I deeply apologize with all my heart again...

I hope to see you again soon... but... in case we don't... I truly did enjoy the time we spent together before today... I still believe with all my heart that you can still be one of us, I saw plenty of potential for it. But there's still much emotional turmoil to sift through obviously, that I didn't expect... I hope we get another chance.

But for now... Goodbye, Chrysalis... and... thanks... for sparing my life...

Despite everything that happened to this point, Starlight manages to give Chrysalis one more smile. 

Chrysalis just let Starlight say her piece. There was no snarky rebuttal, no angry outburst either. Just silence, Chrysalis could clearly hear her, but she was stuck in her own little world. Holding back any more emotions, not wanting anyone to see her in this way. She'd just thrown away an opportunity to get rid of not only someone she'd just thought of as one of her greatest enemies, she would have in turn killed the daughter of the one whom she hated the most. But she couldn't do it. 

Chrysalis: We're not… we aren't friends... just… just go away. I don't care what happens to me…

(Time travel… going to some alternative universe… sounds better than being here…)

Starlight turns back toward the portal still left open to Sweet Apple Acres. Now the only one left in the chamber was Chrysalis and Applejack. The farmer herself approaches the portal, but before she enters she turns toward Chrysalis' direction

Applejack: By the way, while ya didn't lie at all befo’ or during ya argument wit’ Starlight... ya have lied 3 times since...

The first, when ya said yall'd rather die alone.

The second, when ya said yall'd kill Starlight the next time ya met

The third... what ya said just now... ‘bout ya ain’t bein' Starlight's friend...

Applejack tips her hat one more time, before jumping back into the portal. It soon closes, and Chrysalis is once again left all alone. For how long, she wouldn't know. And an uncertainty comes to mind, where the next time ponies come down to see her, it could mean a return to her stone prison once more.

Applejack's words rang in Chrysalis’ head. She didn't want to believe that...or rather, she was trying to convince herself that it wasn't true. Once Applejack had left through the portal, Chrysalis broke down. Crying to herself as she tried to figure this all out on her own for now.

Time stands still for the next few hours as everyone involved go back to their homes and feel more thankful to be alive after a very tense situation. Those in Ponyville are a bit concerned for the changelings back in the hive, they wonder if there’s a good amount of changelings who even want to go back inside the hive when it was very nearly their tomb. They hope eventually Thorax, Pharynx, and Ocellus can help calm their subjects.Starlight Glimmer went to her own room in Ponyville’s castle, lying in bed as her magic slowly recovers from not just the effects of the pill. But all the lingering thoughts in her head. She had nearly met the end of her life had Chrysalis not hesitated and fired off a warning shot instead. She almost gave up everything she’s worked for, the School of Friendship, her promising future as a potential Princess, and so much more. She thinks of how upset her father would have been to see her as a spirit. Not to mention what her next conversation with Twilight as a spirit would have been like.

That reminded her, she still needed to see Twilight after what had just happened. She’s sure Twilight will be devastated that anything like that happened without warning. Starlight knows that just because no one was seriously hurt, Twilight’s not going to suddenly think this was no big deal.

Before attempting to go to Canterlot, Starlight reaches for her binder and writes down a major paragraph about what had just happened. She cries as she recalls the argument she had with Chrysalis. Everything seemed like it was going all according to plan, and she felt Chrysalis was really connecting with her. But while she was within her rights to defend her mother from the queen’s accusations. In her anger, she forgot to account for Chrysalis’ feelings. And as long as Chrysalis fervently believes that her mother was responsible for what happened at Mt. Thrace, and that her brother Tarsus was a righteous leader. It’ll remain the last remaining obstacle to finally unlocking Chrysalis’ heart once and for all. 

All they can do now, is hope they can find a way to carefully tell Chrysalis why her recollection of the events is mistaken. Whatever they do, they can’t lose patience with the Queen. It was a very traumatic event for her, and questioning her memory of perhaps the one moment of her life she insists she remembers vividly is only going to make her double down, maybe even just clam up and refuse to talk further.

Starlight just feels frustrated that she let her anger out at the worst time, and in some way feels partly responsible for what happened back there even if Chrysalis is sure to get the brunt of the blame. It was part of why she was willing to sacrifice herself so that no one else would have to lose their lives all because she riled up Chrysalis in defense of her mother’s honor.

However, despite the situation she finds herself in. She still held a belief that there was room for Chrysalis to grow. She understands that will sound crazy to those who were only made aware of what happened at the end of honesty as opposed to everything that came up positively in the previous lessons. But in some ways, she feels that moment where Chrysalis had the option to take her revenge and kill Starlight for the perceived sins of her mother meant something significant. 

Chrysalis couldn’t find it within herself to kill Starlight despite now knowing that she was the daughter of the pony she hates more than anything, even knowing Starlight had described her as a great hero. Chrysalis tried to play it off that she wouldn’t do what Sunset allegedly did to her brother and more indirectly the rest of her old hive. But Starlight remembers another moment that may have very well paralleled what happened.

When back in the Kindness lesson, she had a chance to show how cruel she could still be by doing something to a small creature like Angel Jr. as punishment for Fluttershy and Discord messing with her when Discord interrupted the session. Much like Angel Jr., Starlight managed to endear herself to Chrysalis to avoid being attacked or drained of all their love.

It gave her just enough hope that things can still end for the better. But explaining to Twilight after both her, Applejack, and many others' lives were in danger sounded like it was going to be difficult. Starlight attempts to get herself to move to get ready to portal over to Twilight’s castle. Although it’s likely Applejack still has the pack of portal gum, so she’ll just have t-

Suddenly a flash of magic appears in the room that startles Starlight.

In mere seconds, Twilight appears with the most concerned look on her face that Starlight’s seen in years.

Twilight: STARLIGHT! Are you OK?! Applejack told me everything!

Starlight probably should have seen this coming, it’s probably even highly likely Applejack herself used the portal gum to reach Twilight first. But at least Starlight doesn’t have to move much, as she’s still a little drowsy from the effects of the pill. Though by now her magic was gradually coming back.

Starlight: Y-Yeah… I’m ok… Twilight…

Twilight: Are you sure?! AJ told me you almost let Chrysalis kill you even though you know she’s wrong about Sunset! What were you thinking?!

Starlight: Now now… I know it sounds bad…

Twilight: That’s because it IS bad! We could have lost you! Even with spirit summoning, death shouldn’t be taken so lightly! Did you think about what your family and friends would think?!

I… I… I clearly overestimated Chrysalis’ progress. Perhaps we should put her back in stone an-

Starlight: No…

Starlight spoke a little too quietly, though Twilight did realize she interrupted her. Twilight: Can you repeat tha-

Starlight: I SAID NO! Don’t put Chrysalis back in stone!

Twilight grimaced

Twilight: Huh?! How can you say we shouldn’t when she not only nearly killed you and Applejack. But also nearly everyone of her own kind?!

Starlight: Twilight, take a deep breath and relax. Before I tell you why, I need you to be in a calmer mood. You don’t freak out as much as you used to, but you are Twilighting a little. Twilight: Does this situation not warrant a little twilighting?! But… I see your point… Twilight does some breathing exercises and tries her best to calm her mind. It’s a little difficult given the great weight of what just happened. But she trusts her student that she’ll have a sufficient answer.

Starlight: Twilight, I need you to think what if you were in Chrysalis shoes.

How would you feel if something happened to your parents, your brother, and almost everypony you knew in Canterlot and Ponyville perished in a horrible event.

And then think about what if you had a suspect of who was responsible. Years ago while you aren’t as sure you also suspect they had something to do with your parents’ sudden deaths. Then at some point, you saw them personally “kill” Shining Armor in front of your eyes. They run away, and hundreds if not thousands die shortly afterward. You’d think this same criminal had something to do with the mass murder event too.

And then years later, you’re imprisoned by those of the same species as this suspected killer, you end up slowly becoming friends with one of them that visits your cell across many weeks. Only to find out that this visitor happens to be the daughter of the suspected killer. And not only is this killer not seen as an unspeakable being, but they are CHEERED as great heroes of modern society and maybe even looked favorably upon by the universe itself. Making it sound like what they did to you and those who perished was somehow justified in a twisted sense to the world.

Now also imagine you’ve gradually been getting stronger before you find out this visitor is related to the killer. You can then use that power to get revenge by striking down the killer’s daughter, her friends, even if that possibly means yet another mass death event happens at the place you’re imprisoned in. including many of your own kind…

Can you imagine… how that would make you feel?

Twilight pauses, thinking over every little bit of detail of an increasingly bleak hypothetical scenario. Twilight: I… I… I guess I would be angry… if… the one who I thought was responsible was revered. Like the universe for some reason decided that myself, my family, and/or many ponies like me aren’t even worthy of value, and more like trash that must be taken out if the suspected mass-murderer is celebrated more than reviled…

I’d… certainly be tempted to seek revenge, or at the very least philosophically wonder why even the universe itself sees us as such lesser beings that those who would want to commit atrocities against us are rewarded…

I’m still not sure I would have done what Chrysalis just did… but… I can kind of get it now…

Starlight smiles, happy that her great friend and mentor understands.

Starlight: Chrysalis is a soul that’s been tortured perhaps more than anyone we’ve ever come across. It doesn’t entirely excuse her actions, but between the relations with her old hive already having been a complicated mess before it all went terribly wrong. She was then pressured on restarting a hive all by herself, adding the struggles that can come from motherhood for multiple children as well as being a sole ruler. All while keeping all of the emotional scars that the sinking of Mt. Thrace she had hidden from everyone. Leaving all her thoughts and feelings locked inside her own mind. 

I have to imagine it was always hard for her to even sleep without thinking of her previous hive. We just need to take a calmer approach, and find a way for Chrysalis to confront the truth of what happened that day. It’ll be difficult, and may even require her to come face to face with the spirit of my mother. Where she’ll be highly defensive, and scared out of her mind on the inside.

I doubt my mother’s words will convince her straight away, there’s no doubt she’ll find any way possible to deny anything she says. But she still does need to hear the story from her point of view, not to mention talk at length with my mom to get a sense of her personality and hope at the very least some seeds of doubt are planted. If we can at least get her to ask herself something like “Is Sunset truly the monster I thought she was?”, we will be getting somewhere.

Admittedly though… that’s pretty optimistic all things considered. There’s also the possibility this still doesn’t work and we’re left with almost no options left… but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try! You’re going to think I’m crazy… but I still have hope in Chrysalis.

I know that giving her a chance to kill me sounds like the kind of impulsive decision I’ve made before… like when I switched Celestia and Luna’s cutie mark all those years ago… but I did actually put some thought into it. Even if I put my own life on the line as the price if I was wrong…

It allowed us to really see if Chrysalis truly can be changed. If I ended up being killed, it would have been a tragedy no doubt… but it would not have been in vain. As it would have meant there was no turning back for Chrysalis after all. Unable to let go of her grudge with us ponies enough to even consider sparing a defenseless pony she was growing close with.

But since she didn’t, it actually provides more proof that these lessons have been working. She wouldn’t have spared me if she found out who my mother was probably as early as before the generosity lesson. I also think that since I was willing to put my life on the line all for her emotions. The fact I’d sacrifice much of the promising future I’d told her about, if it meant that she could finally have some form of satisfactory revenge on my mother… that might have touched a cord in her. 

She got to know me more personally now that we were no longer fighting as hero against villain. What I’ve told her about my own past, reflected much of her own. Chrysalis was just very upset that she had somepony to connect with. Only to find out that I’m related to, and are fond of her “worst enemy”.

I even told her before I left, that the self-loathing she was clearly in was not far off from something I’ve done… and you were there. So you should know very well what that was…

Twilight nodded

Twilight: Yeah… I remember all those nights where I had to reassure you that all those timelines you inadvertently created doesn’t make you a terrible pony…

Starlight: And I needed as many reassurances as you possibly could give me at that time. It didn’t matter how friendly I was with everypony. I’d get back into a rut thinking of how in another universe, I indirectly ruined the pony I just hung out with’s life or might have even gotten them killed. It’s not like those other versions of them would ever find out it was indirectly my fault… but the guilt was still there. I can never thank you enough for supporting me at that time… if you weren’t there… I… I might have… I might…

Twilight: …Carried out what Chrysalis could have done, but only by and to yourself?

Starlight pauses, lowers her head, while tears stream down her face.

Starlight: Y-y-yeah… p-perhaps…

Twilight wastes no time and gives her faithful student a much needed hug with both her hooves and her wings. They sit together saying nothing for a little while. Before Twilight quietly speaks.

Twilight: …Then you should know the next step, upon tomorrow morning. You’ll get your chance to reassure Chrysalis won’t take matters into her own hooves and just decide to end it all for herself in a world she doesn’t feel like she belongs in. We need to tell her that she does in fact belong in this world in any way possible.

Though if I may say something for just the two of us, not as a friend… not as your mentor… but as a potential foster sister…

Please… try not to risk your life like you just did ever again… please… I… wouldn’t be able to take the blame off myself if anything were to happen to you…

Tears stream down from Twilight’s cheek while Starlight gasped

Starlight: Huh? But… it wouldn’t have been your fault at all if Chrysalis had killed me…

Twilight: Maybe not in a direct sense, but I would have still been the one to give you this mission. I might have felt a guilt similar to how you felt about those timelines! You deserve a long life of happiness after all you went through in your early life. And I’m sure your mother would want the same…

Even if in this case it helped us to know where Chrysalis currently stands, I don’t want to see you anywhere close to throwing away your life like that again… please, can you promise me that, Starlight?

Starlight’s eyes flow with tears, and a soft smile as she’s touched that Twilight cares this much about her. She’s always known how much she does care about her, but nonetheless it’s great to once again hear how much she means to the princess. It truly feels like they’re now what they may have once supposed to have been: Foster sisters for as long as they can remember.

Starlight: Of course, Twilight… I don’t intend on going anywhere anytime soon…

They tightly hugged one more time, and would start planning for tomorrow morning. Today turned out to be a more emotional day than anyone ever expected. It would soon be time to bring this all to a head, and show Chrysalis the true magic of friendship at last… before it was too late.

[lovebaela]

Ice & Fire ༄ Pt. 10 (Bran Stark x Targaryen oc fanfic)

⋇ Chapter 10: A Night in the Sky ⋇

(Imagine going on a dragon flying date with Bran 🌌)

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(a/n) I was listening to music as I wrote this and ocean drive was playing, it was such a vibe tbh😫. This is a pretty short chapter, I hope you enjoy! I already have the wedding chapter done so that might be published later tonight😉.

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Tsireya’s POV

As the months went by, the closer the wedding was approaching. I was happy, but I couldn’t help but be nervous. Overall, I knew that I would be happy as long as I was by Bran’s side and his by mine. Little Finger helped with the invitations, inviting the great houses of the North for the meeting.

That night, in my sleep, I dreamt of something horrible. I saw King’s Landing burning, the people were burning too. I was so stressed out, I visited Bran’s chamber and told him about it. “It was awful, Bran,” I told him.“Do you want to go on a walk?” He asked me, holding my hand. I agreed and we both dressed in warmer clothes before leaving.

We both walked out of the Winterfell gates and watched our dragons fly in the night sky. “They are such beautiful creatures,” I said. “Yeah, I still can’t believe they are back again, and that I was able to get an ice one,” Bran said. Suddenly, I had an idea, “let’s call them down here.” We both had the two dragons fly down to us. “You know,” I told Bran as I pet Dreamdancer, “We will need to learn to fly them.” “That is true,” Bran agreed, petting Snowstorm, “why not try right now?” Sure, they didn’t reach the average riding size yet, but they were still a bit bigger than a warhorse. Why not try?

We slowly mounted them and then looked at each other. “What are we supposed to grab on?” Bran asked. “Anything we can grab, I guess,” I replied. I took a deep breath and then commanded, “alright, bē!” Both dragons took off immediately, startling the both of us. We quickly held onto them tighter, not wanting to fall off. They were going pretty fast, but after a while we started to get used to it. We kept going up until we were above the clouds. “Wow, it’s beautiful up here,” I said.

“Yes, beautiful,” Bran said, smiling. We both took a moment to stare at the moon as it shined so bright in the night sky.

He smirked and then said, “Eat our dust!” He swiftly took off with Snowstorm. “Hey!” I laughed, flying after him. We quickly caught up with them. “You cheater, we weren’t ready!” I yelled, “try catching up with us!” Dreamdancer sped up, screeching. The two dragons were quite competitive with each other, so they enjoyed this game. Just feeling the wind blowing through my hair was so liberating and comforting. I laughed and whooped as we picked up the speed. Snowstorm caught up with Dreamdancer, side by side. I didn’t notice Bran staring at me.

Bran’s POV

I love seeing Tsireya like this. Happy, free, and more of herself. Just seeing this side of her made me fall for her even more. She looked over at me, noticing my stare and giggled. I smirked and removed my hands from Snowstorm, challenging her. At first she gasped but then laughed saying, “you’re crazy!”She signaled Dreamdancer to fly up higher. I wonder what she was planning to do.

Dreamdancer starts doing back flips in the air, making Tsireya go upside down a few times. Snowstorm flies up to Dreamdancer and they begin to playfully circle each other, as if they were dancing. They are such polar opposites, yet they go together so well, they complete each other.

Once the dragons stopped, we both flew down lower and started exploring. At first we saw nothing but snow until we saw something. “What is that?” Tsireya asked. “I think it’s a waterfall!” I replied. We have the dragons fly down to the ground by the waterfall.

“Wow,” Tsireya said, in awe. She turned to me saying, “I wish it could be like this forever, me, you, and our dragons. Living happily and exploring.” I smiled, walking closer to her, “I wish so too.”

I wrapped one arm around her waist to pull her closer and played with her hair with my other hand. I looked deeply into her alluring brown eyes, “Avy jorrāelan…” she smiles back at me replying, “Avy jorrāelan tolī, jorrāelagon hen ñuha ābrar.. (I love you too, love of my life)” our lips connected with much passion.

I loved her kisses, they make me feel safe and sound. She opened her mouth more, allowing my tongue to enter it. She tasted very sweet. She began to moan my name as I explored her mouth. Hearing her say my name like that made me excited and weak in the knees, but we had to contain ourselves though, for the wedding was coming soon. It made me remember what my father told me, about marriage.

“You will wed a woman one day,” father said. I gagged, making him chuckle. “You could have a girl of your choice,” he told me. “Do you know what marriage means?” He asked me. I thought about it for a moment, “When you say your vows upon the gods?” He nodded, “yes, but most importantly, you are promising and giving yourself to your significant other and them to you. You both will join together, becoming one. You will love them from your first day to the end of your days. It is a union that should never be broken..” “And you said I could pick someone?” I asked him. “Aye,” he replied. I glanced over at Tsireya. That made me wonder, if I picked Tsireya, would she have picked me too? Father smiled at me, “and I’m sure she would gladly wed you too.”

Once we wed, we will belong to each other and join together, finally becoming one. That made me think about children, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to start a family.

I don’t know how long we made out for, but I didn’t want to stop, neither did she. We were again interrupted by the dragons as they hissed, embarrassed by watching us. I lick my lips and chuckle, “we should get back, before anyone freaks out and sends a search party.” “Yeah let’s go,” she agreed. We both mounted the dragons and raced our way back to Winterfell.

As we were flying, Tsireya yelled, “hey, watch this!” She looked down at Dreamdancer, petting her and then commanded, “Drakarys!” Dreamdancer looked up and blasted beautiful, blue flames. I look at Snowstorm and yell, “well, watch this! Suvion!” Snowstorm shot out a cold and icy gust of breath. We both laugh as we continue to fly home.

They dropped us off in front of the gates and flew off together. “I’d probably be best if we had saddles made for the dragons,” I suggested, she agreed. “And we will have less of a chance of falling off.”

“We should make this a thing,” I told her, “going on flying date nights.” She smirked agreeing, “I’d like that…”

Tsireya’s POV

We both went back into our separate rooms to change back into our night clothes. Once I finished changing, I went back to his room. “Can I sleep in here with you?” I asked, blushing. “Oh,” Bran said, blushing harder, “sure, if it’ll help you sleep better.” I blew out the candle next to his bed and climbed in with him.

“Bran,” I said, breaking the comfortable silence, “what if…the people won’t accept me, as their queen? They accepted me before because I looked…well more like them. Now, I look more like my mother, a Summer Islander…”

“Then they’ll have to deal with me,” he replied, taking my hand. “But you shouldn’t let them get to you, they just don’t like things they aren’t used to.

“Would you have liked me more if I looked the way I did when I was younger?” I asked.

Bran looked offended, “I can’t believe you’d ask me that, Tsireya. Nyke jorrāelatan ao pār, se nyke iēdrosa jorrāelagon ao sir. Aōha ñelly gaomas daor nūmāzma mirros naejot ñuha jorrāelagon syt ao. Lo gaomis daor hae ao kesrio syt hen aōha gevie ñelly pār issa pōja loss. (I loved you then, and I still love you now. Your skin does not mean anything to my love for you. If they do not like you because of your beautiful skin then it is their loss)”

I nodded him a thank you, smiling. That made me feel a lot better about myself.

“They will soon learn how much of a lovable person you are.”

He kissed my hand. I’m starting to think that our way of comforting each other is by touching hands.

“Thank you,” I replied, grinning. He always knew how to make me feel better. I kissed his cheek, “good night.” When I closed my eyes, I wasn’t afraid anymore.

We needed that, a night out with just us and our dragons. That will likely go down as my favorite moment with them.

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Taglist: @icarusignite

[invisiblegarters]

Never Let Me Go Ep 6

PALM DID IT! He did the thing! The "you needed me/I'm doing my job" thing. Twice! Yes thank you drama I love you this was all I wanted. Look I am entirely here for Nueng prying into Palm's real feelings and Palm lying (badly, I must say - his mom isn't wrong that he's not very good at it) that it's all down to the job. The boy couldn't even meet Nueng's eyes when he was saying the kiss was entirely down to wanting Nueng to forget Ben, but I don't blame Nueng for not picking up on that - the dude isn't dumb but he's also really invested in Palm even if he'd rather not be and when you have feelings for someone it's really, really hard to be objective about their actions. And I wouldn't be surprised if Nueng is more likely to take Palm's words at face value because he wants to believe the opposite so badly.

Palm is the king of mixed signals this ep, it's delicious and I would be completely fine with it screwing things up for at least three more episodes, if not all the way up to the inevitable episode 11 separation/breakup. I am a jerk and watching Nueng's face fall just a bit every single time Palm reminds him that this is his job, and he's just helping the young master out is everything I want. Help him out in aaaall kinds of ways, Palm. You know you want to (and okay, the preview makes me think that's definitely on the table and I am READY for it, but more on the preview in a minute let's try to keep this organized (pffft)).

Okay, part of me wants to roll my eyes at Palm's mom getting upset about what's happening to him when she didn't even know which one of him and Nueng was her son, but also preach, because she's not saying anything that I'm not thinking. His dad is just the worst. The situation that Palm's been put in is super fucked up, and logically doesn't really work. He's an eighteen-year-old kid, and while I do actually get the logic behind having someone Nueng's own age to hang around him at school, at home he should really have an experienced bodyguard.

Then again, Tanya uses Chanon and we see how good he is at his job.

I am also amused that the mom's first guess was that they were dating. They wish.

I think I actually really like Palm's mom.

I'm really surprised that they didn't confirm that people are alive at some point. There has to be a way that they can do so without being tracked, right? Like I guess I'm happy Chanon's alive maybe but what about who I really care about Tanya? How's she doing?

Pfft the fact that Nueng thinks that Kit ordered the hit on them makes me certain he didn't.

I do appreciate the show letting Nueng show off his language skills. And ha, you'll never convince me that Palm doesn't like getting scolded by Nueng in every one of them.

Okay, officially calling it. Palm and Nueng are gonna do the (lonely) cowherd (yodel-ay-ee-oo) and weaver girl thing and only be able to connect once a year, at "their" beach. They've been hammering us with it too hard for that not to be the case. So now I can prep myself for a bittersweet ending.

I enjoyed this ep. It was nice and light, but also I need to know how Tanya is doing, and I'm curious to see who it was who outed Ben and Nueng (still holding strong to my "it wasn't Chopper" belief. You will pry that belief out of my cold dead fingers). Also, speaking of Chopper, I missed him this ep.

Thankfully, next ep it looks like we hopefully get some movement on the outing thing. And Chopper. :D Kit's finally getting to run things and hm, his son doesn't look all that chuffed for him, does he? I bet he’s genuinely worried about Nueng. 

Thing that shouldn't amuse me: Ben getting beat up by Phum and his little lackey friend. I don’t even dislike Ben but I think it just fits that that's what happens, since he doesn't strike me as someone who knows how to fight. Like, at all. Plus then Chopper can burst in and save him. It's all very romantic. Am I looking forward to the Chopper/Ben interaction? Why yes, yes I am.

Also looking forward to the…possible fake dating? Practice dating? Please let it be that and not Nueng trying to go sow his wild oats elsewhere. Nothing against that at all, it's just not as fun for me to watch Palm stew as when Nueng does it. Palm is too accepting of his situation, I want to see him break out of it and just go for what he wants but I don't think we're there yet.

Although honestly I wouldn't say no to Nueng proposing that he go out and sow his wild oats and Palm suggesting that he do it with him since it's safer that way. Because Nueng’s safety is Palm’s number one priority, *nods*

This show is giving me my favorite thing about the bodyguard trope in spades and I love it. Make it messier, show, I know you can do it!

[nsfwhiphop]

Comedy Skit: Dialogue Between Elon and Britney - Title: "Twisted Tech Troubles"

Elon's Instagram handle: @elonmusk

Britney's Instagram handle: @britneyspears

Setting: Elon Musk’s futuristic office with screens flashing various data about SpaceX and Tesla. Britney Spears walks in, holding a phone, looking confused.

Britney: (excited) Hey Elon, you got a sec? I need help with this song, "Twisted," by Keith Sweat. It’s got me all confused like, is he talking about a girl or a faulty Tesla?

Elon: (looking up from his desk, intrigued) Britney! First off, I love Keith Sweat. Second, a Tesla malfunction? Nah, that's impossible—unless it's running on Windows 95. So what’s the issue?

Britney: (scrolling through her phone) It’s this song where he’s all like, “You got me twisted over you,” and I’m just here thinking, "Is this emotional twisting or, like, a broken robot arm on one of your rockets?"

Elon: (chuckling) Well, in the song, I think Keith Sweat’s more twisted emotionally than my Falcon 9's booster after a perfect landing.

Britney: (tilts her head) But then he says, "Make up your mind 'cause I'm not gonna be here for long." Is he running out of battery, like your Teslas, or is she just ghosting him?

Elon: (laughs) Sounds like he's dealing with a serious human software issue. If she doesn’t update soon, his emotional hard drive might crash.

Britney: (nodding seriously) So what should Keith do? Like, you’re the king of fixing things. Could he just reboot the relationship? Maybe a factory reset?

Elon: (thinking aloud) Hmm... a relationship reboot would be ideal, but emotional RAM doesn’t work the same way as computer RAM. He’s clearly stuck in a feedback loop. He’s gotta debug the situation.

Britney: Debug? Like, pull out the bugs in the relationship?

Elon: Exactly! You know, if this was a Tesla problem, I’d send an over-the-air update. Maybe Keith just needs to send a relationship update: Version 2.0—now with fewer mixed signals and emotional crashes!

Britney: (laughing) Or maybe he needs your Neuralink thing. Then they could just mind-meld, no more "twisted" feelings.

Elon: (snaps his fingers) Perfect! I could hook them both up to Neuralink. No more miscommunication—just pure, direct thought transfer. Problem solved!

Britney: (grinning) So you're telling me Keith Sweat's real problem isn’t love—it’s a tech malfunction! He should’ve called you sooner!

Elon: (leaning back, crossing his arms) If Keith had my tech, that "twisted" feeling would be untwisted faster than a hyperloop train. Maybe I should reach out to him… get him a Tesla while we’re at it.

Britney: (giggling) And if the relationship still crashes, at least he’ll have autopilot!

Both laugh as Elon pulls up the song on his screen, and they start nodding to the beat.

Elon: (serious tone) You know, Britney, this song makes me think. Maybe love is just like rocket science. It’s complicated, there’s a lot of trial and error, but when it works... it really takes off.

Britney: (smiling) Yeah, or it explodes on the launchpad.

They burst into laughter again as the screen in the background shows one of Elon’s rockets taking off successfully.

End Scene.

P.S.:

"Twisted (Live)" by Keith Sweat explores themes of love, heartbreak, and emotional turmoil. The song revolves around a man who is deeply in love with a woman, but the relationship is filled with uncertainty and confusion. The repeated phrases "You got me twisted over you" and "Make up your mind" reveal his struggle to reconcile his feelings of love with the pain caused by the woman's indecision and possibly her wrongdoing.

Key parts of the lyrics highlight:

Chorus 1: He acknowledges that she is his lover and that he is emotionally entangled with her, but he’s waiting for her to make a decision about their relationship.

Chorus 2: He reflects on her wronging him, despite thinking they were on solid ground. His pain is clear, yet he struggles to let go.

Verse: He reminisces about the past, when he felt free and in love, but now feels foolish and heartbroken. Despite the pain, he admits he’s still emotionally invested, waiting for her to return.

The overall message of the song centers on the emotional "twisting" of the man’s heart, torn between love and betrayal.

Listen to the song here: Keith Sweat - Twisted (Sexual Healing) Remix

[redvexillum]

OH. MY. GOD. I AM LOSING MY MIND. 😱💘

So here you are, the underappreciated, overly devoted assistant to the iconic Vox, who’s made “emotionally unavailable yet irresistible” into an Olympic-level art form. Your little heart is on this insane tightrope walk between yearning and self-delusion. Like, you’re in this maybe-he’ll-love-me limbo, balancing the tiniest flickers of hope on a freaking cobweb as he teases and toys with you.

AND THEN, you end up on a "date" (if we can even call it that??) to see a movie, and for one fleeting second, you think, This is it. Maybe he’s going to acknowledge the emotions that are basically clawing their way out of your chest! But, alas, nope. Instead, he’s out here being the king of mixed signals and absolutely wrecking you in the back of a dark theater, like he’s got this simmering need barely veiled by his professionalism. He’s got you melting under his touch, one heartbeat away from completely unraveling right then and there.

And don’t even get me started on that moment when he’s got you standing there, in his jacket, utterly exposed and vulnerable in the most deliciously dangerous way! He is ruining you, all while keeping this maddeningly calm exterior, as if he's not completely aware of how he’s been invading your mind, your body, your everything.

The power dynamics, the hopeless longing, the sheer rawness of it all is like a lightning bolt to the fangirl heart! 💥💓 The tension is absolute FIRE, and you can’t help but ache with the reader, feeling every flutter and pang of want mixed with that brutal awareness that, in Vox’s world, everything is blurred but nothing is truly yours. 💀

AND don't get me started on Vox is out here pulling this deliciously sadistic, "watch your movie" thing, and you’re just sitting there absolutely coming undone with every little move he makes. And Vox knows it—he can feel every tremor, every little sound you’re trying to hold back. The sheer command he has over you, especially in a public space where he’s not supposed to have his way with you, is just TOO GOOD.

And the build-up, OH LORD, the slow, agonizing tease! Vox draws it out, knowing exactly how it’s driving you crazy, using every single one of your vulnerabilities against you. I mean, the fact that he has you keep still, totally filled up, while he toys with your control is just DEVASTATING. Every time he stops just as you’re about to tip over the edge?? SADISTIC BASTARD - but fuuuuuuuu how hot is that?

But then, when he finally gives in and lets you fall apart? The whispered "be quiet" and then silencing you with a kiss to catch your moans—it’s just perfect. He’s taking everything you have, but in this protective, possessive way that just makes me MELT.

The way you two are so lost in this moment, it’s like the rest of the world doesn’t even exist. And that final, “Good, keep me warm and finish your movie”? I'm DEAD. Vox is done and satisfied, while you're left trembling, completely undone, like he hasn’t just blown your mind and your heart to smithereens. 🥵🔥

I’m 1000% unwell over this masterpiece.

Quiet In The Theater (Human!Vox x Reader)

CW: Power dynamics (Boss/assistant), Public sex, public fingering, public cockwarming, edging. Rated: Adult Requested by: Anon Summary: As a reward for years of diligent service, your boss rewarded you with a movie date. Except, it wasn't a date and you watching the movie was more of a chore... Follow up to: Dressing Room but not required to be read together

You were eager to accept when Vox had asked you to accompany him to the cinema. It wasn’t often you got to go out to see a new movie and even less often that you got to go out and do anything with Vox. The wage you earned as his personal assistant simply wasn’t enough to allow for it. 

You were even more eager to step out with the handsome man that employed you. It had been a long few years, working first as a lowly assistant, running coffee for anyone who needed it and getting yelled at for things that were far from your fault. 

All it took was one unique and rather scandalous encounter with Vox and your life slowly set on a course that would change your life. You had been tasked with delivering him an updated script, changes made to the show at the last minute and facing the wrath he was known for. Instead, he sought comfort in you, or at least that was how you choose to define what had occured. The result was three years of watching his career skyrocket with you standing just behind him. 

Along with it came blurred lines. 

You were not Vox’s girlfriend, though that didn’t keep him from holding you even when he had girlfriends. They came and went, some lasting only a few short weeks at his side. He wasn’t a man that settled down; you knew that but you couldn’t help but hope that one day he would notice you as more than just a quick way to relieve stress. It was a childish dream that he would see you for your loyalty, nothing more than a girlish hope that he would take you as his partner in reward for your unwavering dedication to him. 

You had fallen in love with Vox. 

Maybe tonight was the night where he would tell you he finally realized he had feelings for you. Maybe tonight he would tell you he loved you. Maybe tonight was the night you got to live your storybook dream. Maybe tonight. 

It was always ‘maybe tonight’ in your heart. 

It was a disappointment when he did not take your hand as you walked through the theater. There was no soft kiss on your cheek, like he would sometimes give you when you both worked late into the evening. The most he did was rest his palm of his hand on your upper back as he led you to your seats. 

That was alright, you told yourself. You had wanted to see this movie, a romantic comedy that had great reviews, anyway. It was alright, you’d make the best of it. It was alright that once again your heart was breaking ever so slightly in your chest. 

There would be other nights for Vox to see that you loved him. There would be other nights for him to decide he loved you, too. You had the rest of your lives for him to realize it. That was alright. 

The movie had been out for a while and while it was well loved, it wasn’t surprising to find the theater failed to fill up, with less than half the seats being spoken for as the last of the lights dimmed. Vox led you up and up, making his way to the back row of the nearly empty theater.

That was alright too, you told yourself. It meant fewer people standing, blocking the view while they made their way to bathrooms or couples necking, distracting from the film. You’d have a good view and not have to pay for it with the distracting of other people. 

Vox set the popcorn down in the seat next to him as he folded his seat down. The dark room ensured few people could see anything at all as the preshow screening started. You tried to step over Vox’s outstretched feet and could have sworn you were going to clear them. 

Somehow, you still tripped over his long legs. Strong arms caught you as you crumpled down, not letting you fall to the dirty floor or worse yet, over the seats in front of you. 

That was how you ended up in Vox’s lap just as the movie began. His fingers dug into your sides, holding you in place. 

“Vox,” you whispered, turning to him, “let me take my seat.” 

“You picked your seat already,” Vox said. “Now settle down, get comfortable. It’s a two-hour movie.”

Vox didn’t give you much of a choice but to do as he told you to do. Even as he slipped the jacket from his shoulders, he kept a hand around your waist, ensuring you didn’t get it into your head to slip over to the unoccupied seat next to him. You knew better than to disobey, but that didn’t stop him from keeping you rooted in place. 

He held you in place as the movie started, hand quickly begining to caress your waist. It was an idle action; you told yourself, nothing more. A shiver ran down your spine as you sat forward, hoping no one noticed your perch. 

“Cold?” Vox asked, leaning forward to whisper the word in your ear. His breath washing over your neck caused a shiver to run down your spine anew. “Poor thing.” He pulled his jacket around, fluffing it out in the air in front of you before draping it over your legs.

“Thank you,” you said, as Vox wrapped his arm around your waist, just below your breasts, and pulled you to lean back against his chest. You could feel every thump of his heart against his ribs. Each rise and fall of his breath in his chest took you along with it.

“Watch the movie,” Vox said as his other hand ran down your thighs, making it terribly hard for you to do just that. 

The movie played, and Vox had intended to watch it. That was before you ended up tucked in his lap, against his chest. It was hard to focus on the dull romantic plot as you shifted, body rubbing against his cock in his pants. Vox watched as a couple started falling in love before deciding it was more fun to entertain himself with the show in his lap.

You shifted and twitched, trying to scoot away from the caressing hands that helped themselves to your body. It was a matter of your time before he was slipping his hand under the skirt, running it up your thigh, taking in the soft skin hidden away just for him. 

“Vox?” You whispered as he pulled your leg to hook over his knee. 

“Hook your other leg over my knee,” Vox directed. You moved to listen, bringing your thighs together only to have his voice in your ear, stopping you. “My other knee. Spread them.” 

“Sir?” Your voice quivered as you did as he said. “This isn’t appropriate.” 

“It’s appropriate for you to watch your movie.” Vox answered, fingers running up the inside of your thigh. “And it’s appropriate for me to entertain myself through a boring movie.” 

Fingers caressed the gusset of your panties, hand pushing the skirt up around your hips. The touch was light, tantalizing, as his fingers ran over your covered slit. His knees spread, pulling your legs further apart, ensuring the only thing that kept your modesty was his jacket in your lap and the theater’s darkness. The tips of his finger passed over your clothed clit, first ghostingly light as he caressed your core. 

The pressure built as he worked your clit through the fabric. Once he could feel the hot wetness begin to build in your panties, he smiled against the back of your neck. It felt good to know he could get to you, work you up in such a way, no matter where you were. 

“Stand up.” 

“What?” You struggled to keep your voice even, struggled to ignore the way you felt Vox’s cock throbbing against your ass. 

“I said, be a good girl and stand up. keep ahold of my jacket when you do.” 

You did as he told you. That was your job as his assistant, after all. He ignored your whispered protests as he pulled the panties down your legs. They fell to the floor as shame burned through your face, leaving a trail of wet slick smeared down your thighs. A polished shoe hooked the fabric and pulled them to the side, urging you to step out of them. 

“Hand them to me,” Vox ordered. “Keep those knees locked.” 

His hand ran up the back of your bare thighs as you bent at the waist. While the movie played in front of you, Vox pushed your skirt to gather on your lower back, just draping over most of the swell of your ass. He could see your glistening folds, wet but not yet sopping as you bent down at the waist, putting your cunt on display for him.

The clicking of his belt was soft, nearly missed over the sound of the movie as your fingers grazed the fabric of your panties. You were not the world’s most flexible woman and so reaching the small pile of cloth on the floor took a few tries. Each try pushed your cunt into Vox’s view, framed by the slight coverage of your shirt. 

Each time you bent down, bobbing a bit as you reached the limits of your flexibility, Vox ran his fingers up your naked slit. You gasped, fingers snagging the fabric as his fingers sank inside your opening before slipping back out agian, having just had a taste of your wetness. 

“Sit down, just as you were,” Vox ordered. 

His hand pushed his cock down so he could trap it between his thighs for the time being. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, not with the way his trousers bit into his sensitive flesh, but it kept you from realizing what he had planned for you as you sat back on his lap, legs hooked on either side of his knees. 

As soon as you settled, he spread his knees apart, spreading your thighs and allowed his cock to spring up, slapping the wet folds of your pussy. You gasped as he trust up, running his length through your folds as his hand wrapped around your hips.

“Vox what are you-?” 

“Up, just a bit.” Vox ordered, and you knew you couldn’t question him. Doing what Vox said, without fail or question, was how you stayed in your position. It’s how you kept your job. It was how you kept your bed open to Vox. 

You gasped as the head of his cock nestled against your wet entrance. Vox had made you wet, but not wet enough for him to push easily inside you as he let you sink down. 

The burning stretch of him as he pushed inside you stole your breath. Deeper and deeper he reached as you sank down his shaft, walls dragging along his shaft. Your breath caught in your lungs as you struggled to get enough air, fighting to keep his name only a whisper on your tongue. He pushed your hips down, forcing you to take him deeper until you nestled on his cock, sitting in his lap. 

“Lean back,” Vox whispered against your neck, lips moving against the soft hairs in a way you wanted so badly to be a kiss. He reached up, grabbing your breast and pulling you back to him as his other hand ran down your thigh. 

“Vox, we can’t be doing this, not here,” your voice trembled as he spread his legs wider, opening you wider. 

“We already are,” Vox whispered as you sat, stuffed full of his cock in a movie theater with other patrons. “Now watch your movie while I entertain myself. Oh, and don’t make a sound.” 

You tried to do what he told you to. It was a battle to follow the plot, the characters, as his cock twitched inside you. Your walls rippled and clenched around him as his finger lazily ran over your clit, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. 

Every time you thought he may bring you over the edge, send you spiraling down in a sea of pleasure, his fingers would leave your clit and spread your slick around your folds as your body slowly unwound around him. Soft fingers ran around where your body swallowed his cock, collecting the slick that was pouring from your stuffed opening and spreading it up to your clit. 

You panted, trying to swallow back the soft moans that fell from your lips. Sometimes you hid your face within Vox’s neck, begging for him to give you mercy in a harsh whisper only to have him issue the same order, again and again. 

Watch your movie. 

You sat, holding his cock inside you as you struggled to do as he told you to. Plot moved on without you keeping up, far more focused on every twitch of the heavy cock lodged tightly against your cervix. He held your hips tightly, hot breath washing over your shoulder as you twitched and squirmed. 

“Do you want me to fuck you?” Vox whispered in your ear, only to hear you whimper in response. It wasn’t like he needed a verbal response, anyway. Your body betrayed you, clenching around his shaft tight enough that he groaned softly. “Make you cum on my cock in this theater, where anyone can see the slut you are for your boss?” 

“Please?” You whimpered as the characters on the screen kissed passionately, locked in an embrace that resulted in the shedding of clothes. “Vox, it’s too much.” 

“You’ve kept me nice and warm for the last hour,” He whispered in your ear. “You’ve been so good for me. Want me to make you feel good?”

“Please, Vox?” you struggled to think as the couple on the screen fell into bed. “Please?” 

“You’ve got to be quiet,” Vox whispered in your ear. “If you want to cum on my cock right now, you better remember we’re in a theater and what do we do in theaters?” 

“Be quiet,” you whispered, walls fluttering around his cock as he ran his fingers over your clit. “Be quiet in the theater.” 

“Good girl,” Vox thrusted up into you, fucking into you as he pushed you further and further. The chair creaked slightly as he fucked up into you. His balls slapped up into you as he drove you closer and closer. 

“Vox,” you whined, face turning into his neck as his hand gripped your breast, pinching your nipple between through the layers of fabric. “Vox, Vox, Vox!” 

“That’s right, Dollface,” Vox was chasing his own release as your walls fluttered around him. “Cum with my name on your lips.” 

Your body clenched around him, gripping him like a vice as you came with a whispered cry. His name was on your lips as you tried to keep your voice low. As your cries climbed in volume, Vox slotted turned your head to face him. 

He fucked into you, watching for a moment as your dazed eyes struggled to focus on his face. Curling around you, he slotted his lips over your parted lips, so pretty and pink as they chanted his name. He swallowed your cries, controlling your volume when you failed to. That’s alright, he would forgive you, this time. 

“Good girl,” Vox whispered, fingers digging into you as your orgasm pulled his from him. The tight waves of contractions through your walls milked him of his cum as he buried himself deeper and deeper inside you. 

Spent, he stilled, leaving his cock lodged in your over sensitive hole. You twitched around him as you took deep, gasping breaths. 

“Better?” He asked and you nodded. “Good, keep me warm and finish your movie.” 

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[stayxlix]

CHAPTER 4 LET’S GAURRR!

Ooh ‘the eighth’ sounds sexy Welcome back to season 3 ( or 2?) of Julian’s play-by-play commentary hehe🤭 Sorry in advance for how long this ask is gonna be.

“You will come across many soulmates in your current lifetime. But that doesn't mean you will get to keep them.” WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?😃Pls don’t raise my blood pressure from the get-go. Anyways concept photos ate as always. Bottom left one is my favourite. The minsung one is kinda unsettling tho… foreshadowing maybe👀

Btw Minho best not give me a hard time this chapter I literally do NOT have the capacity to deal with his beef rn. Idk why I think mc will win Jeongin over tho. But hey, we’ll see! I’m literally weak with excitement!! Oh and 15k + wordcount is crazy btw I’m so proud of you <3

“Out of all of the memories he had ever made, Felix had pushed most of them away. He buried them so deep that sometimes, he wondered if he would even be able to recall them if he tried.” *takes a long breath* that… hit home.

Wait so Chanlix are all the way from district 2?? Damn. This concerns me so much because the life they have now in district 6 must be lowkey paradise compared to what they probably had before. I’ve been wondering if the rebels have family. But we’ll see.

“…using Jeongin's homemade "thunder bombs" 퉤 퉤 퉤! 소리꾼! (TWE TWE TWE SORRIKUN)

“Not everyone had as much to offer as Minho, who was beyond skilled in his knowledge of healing.” Now I feel bad for going off on him in my reaction vid :((((( Also ngl Hyunjin's perception is impressive. The way he's already figured mc and lix out. Could never be me💀 I'm so blind when it comes to this kind of thing.

Hold on….“Remember what we all agreed on, before you get too attached.”

HOLD ON…. “The same thought that had been replaying over and over again in his head since he saw that damn family crest around your neck.”

I HOPE THEY’RE NOT PLANNING TO KILL ME HELP– I really hope they didn't make a pact to end me💀💀✋

“So what if he wanted to know how you looked with your lips wrapped around his *[dinky-donk]* instead.” I have so many inappropriate things to say…. (This was WILD)

“Felix wasn't like Jisung, who could charm his way into convincing whatever semi-interested human being he stumbled across in god knows where to fuck him.” You sure about that bro? Let’s not forget chapter 1😃

“Terrified for this moment to end because once it did, you would be forced to come to terms with the permanence of the decision you had made tonight, and what it meant for not only your future, but the future of every innocent person that you passed by, sleeping soundly without any idea that a war had just begun.” SO WELL WRITTEN! SAURRR WELL WRITTEN MWUAH

“and then, to your surprise, he left your side without a word.” UHM???? EXCUSE YOU???

“But that wasn't the only reason.” PURRR MC GO GET THAT *[retracted for the sake of modesty]*

“…and sometimes Jisung who just likes to be wherever Minho is.” You’re so real for this BAHAH💀💀

“He took a few steps closer, inviting himself into your personal space once again.” TRYING TO KEEP IT TOGETHER RN BUT I’M SLOWLY LOSING MY SANITY

“Oh, I dont know. The fact that you can't seem to keep your tongue out of my mouth?” I LOVE MC WITH EVERY BONE IN MY BODY UGH JCKVJDNSL

“After all, every time you'd kissed, he had been the one to initiate it.” THAT’S THE THING!! TELL THE MF!

“Felix was the king of sending mixed signals and you had half a mind to call him out for it…” DO. IT.

“Felix brought his hands up to rest against the wall on either side of you, closing you in.” I don’t want to keep reading I cannot keep reading I’ll d!e if I keep reading I-

my sweet Jules🥹💕💕💕 can I first just say that your enthusiasm for this story is so much more appreciated than you will ever know. like words cannot even BEGIN to express how i felt when I saw your asks pop into my inbox yesterday, but i will do my very best. i’m finally sitting down for the evening to answer these (and have been looking forward to it for two whole days) so lets get started..(i'll make sure to comment as much as i can without revealing any spoilers🤭)

"I HOPE THEY’RE NOT PLANNING TO KILL ME HELP– I really hope they didn't make a pact to end me"

and already i'm reminding myself..NO SPOILERS

“...Hyunjin’s perceptive is impressive...”

especially when it comes to lix.🫢 and don’t feel too bad about going off on minho just yet….

“You sure about that bro? Let’s not forget chapter 1”

i’m💀 omg lix doesn’t see himself this way alright.😂😭 (however right you may be)

it means so much to me that you always take the time to mention the concept photos and i will never ever forget when you said that each chapter has a different color that you associate with it. that touched my heart more than you will ever know.🥹🤍 and the word count honestly at the rate I was going I was terrified it was going to be something like 18k lmao but thankfully we were able to condense a bit.😂

THE THUNDEROUS LYRICS.😂 ty for including this lmao i HAD to include a thunderous reference somewhere because it may or may not be my fav skz song of all time and I will fight anyone who tries to tell me it isn’t a masterpiece

"SO WELL WRITTEN! SAURRR WELL WRITTEN MWUAH"

(ily lmao) this was a last minute addition like an hour before i posted the chapter🤭 so the fact that you included it here made me giggle. and if i’m being honest our mc really has become very special to me too. i had absolutely no idea when i first started writing this story how attached i was going to become to her but i really have grown to hold a special place for her in my heart so once again thank you for this.💕💕💕

going to head on over to part 2 now....(mostly because i need to cut myself off or i will spend all night on this one ask alone because there is so much to unpack with your commentaries and you know i absolutely love you for that<33)

[spikedsoul]

maid's worst nightmare - ch 5

back again with another chapter already. might make the next skip a little bigger just to kinda settle reader more thoroughly... idk! we'll see. anyway here we go-

ch 4 (previous chapters linked in that one)

You sighed to yourself as you waited on Bowser to come back. Not that you were looking at him any sort of way except for a criminal, but you quietly reminded yourself that just like male humans, even if he potentially looked good in his clothes, that was no reason to forget what an ass he’s been and would no doubt continue to be. Good looks did not excuse terrible actions. Not that you thought he looked good in the first place-! Fuck, you thought yourself into a corner. You rubbed your face; honestly, no. He wasn’t your type, being a reptile and much more importantly a fucking criminal, but for your own sake you’d better go along with him. You needed to survive as unscathed as possible until you were rescued.

"Now tell me I look just fine in clothing, bitch," Bowser snarled. You nearly jumped because he suddenly seemed to materialize right in front of you, standing tall and proud. "Uh, not that - I mean, I'm not really calling you a bitch - sorry," he added in a mutter as you looked him up and down. Behind him, his tail curled slightly toward his legs in what you cautiously assumed was mild guilt.

Wow. Honestly that wasn't at all what you expected. He'd put on a white tuxedo that seemed to be perfectly tailored to him, complete with coattails; it was cinched nicely around his wide waist, broad shoulders accentuated by the sharp seams, his choker even replaced with a handsome purple bowtie. You could easily imagine a matching hat, although if he had one he forewent it. And damn it, you had to admit it: "Okay fine. You look fantastic. Happy?" But just as you finished speaking, something caught your eye. "Wait - how are your clothes under your shell?"

"Told you so, little lady. As for your question, well, it's a trade secret, and I don't give those out to unspecial people." Bowser smirked smugly and bent down to be eye level with you. You kinda wished he'd stop doing that - for the first and hopefully last time you had to struggle not to blush from his mere proximity. "Back to our earlier conversation - no, I don't need help with picking clothes. Unlike Peach, I know what I wanna wear when I need to wear something. Now, I'll allow one question except how my shell works."

You hummed quietly in thought. A single question, huh… well, if he's doing this now, you might get another question in the future, and you're pretty sure if you do something wrong he'll tell you about it, so…

"My eyes are up here, handmaid," he practically purred. You snapped your eyes up from where they'd been curiously looking at where the suit went beneath the shell.

It was a struggle not to roll your eyes at the inherent innuendo.

"Okay, one question," you breathed. For once you'd intentionally be a little bold. "Do I have to agree with whatever you say or am I allowed to have opinions?"

Bowser blinked, then laughed, standing up straight again. "Have opinions! I can't promise I won't get pissed off, but I'd rather know it than have you just agree with me all the time. That's boring. Now, you get one day to settle in and wander around, got it? You'll stay in here, on my sofa, so I can make sure you don't try to hurt yourself or something. Escape is impossible for you so I'm not worried if you go wandering the castle."

Well that was… hm. Sort of mixed signals, if you were honest. But you'd have to make due - surely this was only for a short period of time until Peach sent for you. Briefly, your mouth opened for another question, but you shut it again instead of asking Bowser. You'd ask someone else later about going outside.

"Good!" Although a little condescending, the king nodded when you opted to stay quiet. "We'll talk more tomorrow. Now go get oriented with your new, hopefully temporary home."

" Hopefully temporary?" you repeated weakly. What the fuck did he mean by that? Suddenly, your mouth was awfully dry, so you grabbed for the water bottle.

The massive koopa just smirked and turned back toward the room to go put his suit away, leaving you in a state of immense unease. Surely Princess Peach wouldn't just abandon you here, right? Not like… not like she did at the castle…? Suddenly you felt an entirely new wave of dread, but this time it was over whether or not Peach was the woman you thought she was.

Afraid of sitting too long with that uncertainty, you bolted up from the couch and out of the room as quickly as you could get the door open. Peach couldn't possibly be that sort of person, right? There's no way. She just had to leave in a hurry because Bowser was coming to try and steal her away as part of their apparent cat and mouse dynamic! That's why she left you! Plus, you knew from the beginning of the attack that it hadn't been a normal raid and was much more violent than usual.

You bustled down similar-looking hallways at random until your legs were burning slightly from the near-jogging pace you had set. Several of the trooper koopas shot you curious looks as you passed them, but no one stopped you. It did strike you that they all seemed to have quite an interest in you, though - they didn’t even try to hide their curious looks or staring. Finally, you found a bench you could sit on, and practically flopped down onto it with a choked whimper.

Okay, you had to get a hold of yourself. Your situation was… not exactly bad , but it wasn’t good. Kidnapped with no one but the princess and potentially other maids realizing your absence, trapped in a strange castle with an apparently unpredictable king, doomed to stay for an undetermined amount of time… And you had yet to meet any of his eight kids. If they were anywhere as bad as him, you had no idea how you would survive. Would they like you? Maybe if you were lucky, yeah.

…Was there actually a chance Princess Peach wouldn’t rescue you?

That thought terrified you more than anything else. You would be fed good food and the couch was relatively comfortable; you wouldn’t break from lack of basic care. You could probably ask about bathing and clean clothes later that night, fairly certain those would be readily provided. What couldn’t be provided was the much-needed light at the end of the long tunnel; for now, with that damn koopa teasing that Peach wasn’t who you thought, you were facing a totally black abyss.

Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, your breath catching in your throat as the reality sunk in: you’ve been kidnapped by the biggest baddie around.

Barely suppressing another whimper, you pulled your knees to your chest and hugged them tightly. You didn’t have the same energy to break down like earlier, but that didn’t stop the sadness and dread and fear that was quickly making a home in your heart. So you quietly just hid your face in your knees. For maybe half an hour, you hid, silently mourning the loss of the freedom you had just attained. Hell, you couldn’t even convince yourself during that time that Bowser had just said that to mess with you.

The truth was that you didn’t know Princess Peach very well at all. For all you really knew, Bowser was more trustworthy than she was, but you wouldn’t know that for a while. And as much as you wanted to believe otherwise, he’d planted a malicious seed that was going to fester and grow whether or not you tried to fight it.

All you wanted was a little normalcy and stability - you had no idea why that seemed to be so hard for you to find. At least you knew that if you ended up abandoned here, your quality of life would be decent at worst. You wouldn't dare to hope it could potentially be good, not with what you've already experienced.

[betweenmuses]

There was something about hearing his name spoken in such a low tone that emitted quite the groan from Alexander - especially when it paired with the escorts hand working against a tight muscle, trying to release what pressure Alexander had managed to bunch up throughout the day. “Maybe the priest could fuck the heathen right out of you, turn you into a good choir boy afterwards, get you to hit those high notes as you sing gods praises,” all just a ruse considering even Alexander didn’t believe in the whole heaven and hell division. If priests were so holy why were they always caught trying to fuck the alter boys? Nobody stood a chance at getting into heaven these days, no matter who they proclaim is their savior. “I’ve heard the highs you can hit with that voice of yours, certainly they’d raise the horniest of demons from their tombs,” but Alexander wasn’t going to sit here and spend the night talking about heaven and hell, instead he’d fuck the stars right out of Patrick tonight, bringing himself that euphoric feeling that the escort always was capable of providing. His small slice of paradise, heaven on earth, the clutched ass of this unholy tease - there was no other escort who could even come close to providing for him like Patrick did.

It was the same old song and dance with Patrick, Alexander knowing that his sharp movement wouldn’t scare him, not that he was trying to head in that direction anyway. He simply wanted his undivided attention, and for those brief seconds while Patrick’s hand held onto Alexander’s wrist, their eyes locked on one another, he had exactly what he had craved. He could feel the lust between them, it was thick enough you could cut it with a knife, and that’s what made Patrick so fucking special - none of the other escorts ever provoked such raw emotion from the eldest King brother, not like Patrick could with so much as a gaze. “Money is no issue,” he’d pay a mint if it meant marking the sexy beast that he was about to lay waste to, though hearing that he’d be put in the proverbial penalty box, well that just wouldn’t have done. “Or I could have just paid your wages for the week it’d take for you to recover,” he quipped, knowing that to pay for an entire week with Patrick was a mere drop in the bucket as far as money was concerned. “Granted, by doing that, I’d be far too tempted to mark you in other ways, but then you’d never heal and might become bothersome,” Alexander didn’t share more than a single night with most anyone, so the fact of having someone around an entire week did not sound pleasing, no matter how fucking gorgeous this man was.

He let the other remove his hand, much to his dismay, his own disappointment lingering, “afraid you’ll get broken if I play too rough?” He quipped, “and here I thought I could have some fun tonight, not be limited, you getting soft on me?” He asked, though he could only help but groan as he nudged his head against the others arm to get him to start working out his kinks again. He had priorities, the first being needing to get some relief, and the second being to have them both seeing stars before the night was through. The clock was ticking, they were on a deadline, and idol conversation was doing nothing more than racking the dollar amount up. “I guess next time I’ll have to call for someone who can handle it a little rougher, who doesn’t bruise so easily, such dainty skin you have,” he teased, a low growl as a spot he was very tense was dug into. "I didn't know you've gotten so fragile."

That last question had Alexander practically rolling with laughter, “have I ever been the type to want cuddles and snuggles?” Even the words just leaving his mouth sounded venomous to a monster like him. Perhaps one day, when he’d found the right man who was worthy of such affection, but until then he’d do nothing more than fuck and push them out the door. It was easier that way, no mixed signals, nobody overstaying their welcome, cum and dump basically, the perfect scenario. “Mm, haven’t decided yet, might lay myself back and let you put in the work tonight, let me see why you charge so much.” Granted, he could never let Patrick have the control for their entire encounter, but giving him a little bit never hurt anyone.

Patrick hummed to himself, his mind divided between the task of massaging Alexander’s shoulders and something else that he wasn’t going to disclosure. People with power tended to have their own focus and lesser beings often gravitated towards them simply to bask on their glory or – if they were lucky – get something out of it as well. It was a give and take game that had perpetuated itself since the world was young. There would always be people who could offer things others did not possess and there was always those willing to pay for that. Such was the way of the world. So… who did indeed held the power there? Alexander who was paying a small fortune to keep him for a couple of hours or the escort who only had to appear to get his payment? It was almost as philosophical as what came first: the chicken or the egg? Who had the real power there? The one paying or the one providing? “Me? Sainthood?” There was a almost musical laugh escaping Patrick’s lips as he pressed his thumbs a tad harder to the broad and tense muscles underneath, shaking his head in visible amusement to Alexander’s words. He was as far away from being a saint as earth was from heaven. He did what he did for survival. He did what he did because he wanted what others had and he would never – EVER - suffer like he had done earlier in life. Long gone were the days where he was a poor child living on scraps. Long gone were the days he would be ignored by that cancerous society that cared naught for anything but themselves. “If anything, I’ll probably turn to dust if I step inside a church, Alexander.” He made sure to whisper the client’s name low, knowing the full effect that saying it would have on the man. “Although, I should attempt a confessional. Maybe I’ll shook the priest so much he will consider a different career after I’m done with him.” All in good fun. It would be an entertaining outcome if nothing else. And then the hand quickly snapped around his throat – quick as a serpent and tight as a vice – all because of a bloody magic word. Patrick’s eyebrows barely moved at the action despite finding himself deprived of air now that the client had his iron grip around his neck. Others would be scared. They would show the fear in their eyes, the hesitation, the doubt…but Patrick would not show such measly sentiments. Not like Alexander was the first to squeeze his neck and threaten him. Not like he was the first man who got off with scaring someone during intimacy. Instead, one of his hands abandoned Alexander’s shoulder and closed around his wrist. There was a bit of a moment when all they did was stare into each other’s eyes. There was lust there, obviously. There was also pride and the need to remain in absolute control. Without much of a ceremony, the escort pulled the hand away from his throat as gently as he could rather than slap it away – kill them with kindness – before keeping his steely gaze fully locked on Alexander without a drop of fear in both his eyes or his voice. “Watch the merchandize, darling. Bruising will not only cost you extra but put your pretty ass on the penalty box until I recover.” There were always clients who were rougher. Who liked to mark, bite, scratch. Not that Patrick minded much but he would refuse to encounter with them for a while after – almost like putting a naughty child on time-out for misbehaving.

Alexander was always the impatient type. Things had to be done now. They had to be performed when he wanted to and that was it – but it was fun to dance around such idle demands. Patrick smiled after the tense moment between the two, moving closer to the client while kneeling in bed so that he could look at him the way client’s liked: with adoration, desire and need. Make them feel special. Make them feel wanted. “Who said anything about me spending the night?” His fingers brushed over the broad chest, knuckles caressing the hardened nipples for a second before Patrick turned his gaze to Alexander with a hint of playfulness hidden in them. “Are you planning on fucking me until sunrise or you adding cuddles and snuggles as extras?” Patrick only did those if he was being paid. He didn’t see the point in emotional attachments with meal tickets. “You want to be the big spoon and wreck me like that, darling? Is that the plan?”

[fatgumsdarling]

can we get some dilf iwa hcs 🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️pls 🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️

bestie is this you?? //LOL

but yes, ofc you can definitely get some dilf iwa hc’s 🤍

𝒹𝒾𝓁𝒻 𝒽𝒶𝒿𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓌𝒶𝒾𝓏𝓊𝓂𝒾

𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓇𝑒: fluff with suggestive ending

𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔: dilf!iwaizumi x fem!reader

𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: gets a lil spicy //hehe

he’s still very buff, but has the slight grey hairs popping up everywhere, it looks so hot

normally has a slight stubble, just barely scratchy, but if he was to grow a beard it would be well kept and clean

he normally wears joggers and tight workout shirts,

or the work out shorts that are kinda short but so fine

but when he has to dress up he wears a button up shirt with jeans and Nike Air Monarch IV’s aka the king of dad shoes,

if not he’s wearing a well fitted suit and tie, with matching dress shoes

he knows how to dress

usually matches with their kid to embarrass them,

“look at Hajime and their kid, matching how cute!”

has a reputation with all the single moms and staff at the school

always helps with any and all events

he knows the impact he has on the single moms and staff at the school,

he might have a slight god complex bc of that

he loves to watch the moms swoon at him when he does any little thing

he loves how they just lose their minds when he holds and cuddles a baby

when he lifts anything heavy? even better

“Wow Hajime… you’re so… strong..”

“yeah imagine how i easily i could lift you”

he loves to show off and lift up the moms,

watching them squeal and giggle

as he wraps his arms around their waist

lifting them over his shoulder like they weigh nothing

“Hajime!!” you called out, “Do you think you could help me put the rest of the equipment away?” He turned to you as he told his kid to stay with the other adults and kids. Your kids had gone with their father since it was his weekend, so you offered to help picking up.

“Hey little miss y/n..” he said sliding next to you slightly touching your arm, you felt electricity where he touched and took a moment to gather yourself quickly, “I don’t know where these usually go, you’re going to have to show me.” you said as you grabbed some bats, as he grabbed the mits and balls, “Yeah, of course don’t worry about it… I got you.” he said as he reached over you, his face so close to yours, you could smell his cologne mixed with sweat, so musky, so captivating.. “Are you gonna grab that?” he asked snapping you out of a trance, “Oh, fuck, shit! I mean shoot! Yeah..” he let out a deep chuckle as you scrambled to grab the last bat and followed him to the gymnasium where they kept the equipment.

“They usually go in here, make sure the door stopper stays there if the door closes we’ll be locked in.” he pointed to a small rubber door stopper as you two walked into the dimly lit closet, “God it’s so stuffy in here…” you set the bats down and began to put them in their holders, “and hot!” you continued as you fanned yourself, Hajime couldn’t help but stare at you as you bent over to pick up the bats and stand on your tippy toes to put them up, watching your shirt slightly lift up each time you reached above your head.

You could feel him staring at you, it made you nervous, dropping a bat you went to chase it immediately.. as did Hajime, the both of you bumped into each other and you flew back to the door hitting it shut. “Oh.. fuck.” Hajime said, scrambling to his feet to help you up, “Oh my god, I-I’m sorry!” you said taking his hand quickly getting up.

He tried to open the door but to no avail… Locked. He sighed and felt his pockets for his phone, only to remember that he left it with his kid, “Shit.. Do you have your phone? My kid has mine.” you frantically looked for yours, “Ummm.. Yes! I do!” as you took your phone out he quickly took it and put it on the a high shelf, that you couldn’t reach,

“Hajime! What!?” you jumped to try and reach the shelf, “Hajime this isn’t funny, it’s hot in here and your kid is outside!” he grabbed your hand that you had extended and pulled you closer to him, “My kids fine y/n…” he placed a hand on your cheek and ran his finger along the curve of your face, slowly, feeling the softness of your skin against his rough hands, you avoided his gaze looking to your right at the sports equipment,

he quickly placed his hand under your chin and forced you to look at him, “What’s the matter y/n? don’t like me being this..” he brought his face closer to yours you could feel the heat coming off his face, “close?” you gulped and slightly bit your lip, “No.. I-I like it…” you were melting into his touch,

with a swift move he pulled your other hand up and held both hands up by the wrist with one of his, pushing you up against the cluttered wall of the closet, letting out a small whimper he brought his face to your neck taking in your scent with a deep breath and letting out a deep groan, “Fuck, y/n you’re just so … intoxicating.” with his free hand he lifted up the hem of your shirt sliding his hand upwards,

“H-Hajime…” you breathed out, “does that feel good pretty girl?” your head spun at the pet name, “‘mm feels ..good” he began to leave small kisses on your neck leading up to your cheek, slowly moving towards your lips, your skin felt tingly everywhere he kissed.. “I’ve been wanting to get you alone…” he looked deep into your e/c eyes and studied your face. “I’ve been dying to have your lips on mine, your arms around me..”

he let your arms go, placing them on his shoulders, moving his one arm around your waist as his other hand stayed on your face, his thumb sliding slowly across your bottom lip.. your eyes moving from his lips, to his eyes. He moved in closer… Reaching above and behind you to grab your phone, you pouted and pulled him closer, he held up a single finger, to signal you to wait, as he called one of the parents outside,

“Hey! Belinda! Hi yeah, it’s Hajime, I left my phone with my kid, I’m using y/n’s phone, we’re locked in the damn closet please let us out it’s so hot,” he said winking at you, “we’ve been yelling for the past couple minutes hoping someone would hear!” his free hand moved to your waist and pulled you in close, “Great, thanks!” he hung up and slid your phone in your back pocket, lifting up your chin with his hand he leaned in to kiss you, keeping his hand on your face and waist, pushed you up against the wall again, kissing you slowly and deeply.

You both heard the gymnasium door open, quickly pulling away and composing yourselves, “Y/n! Hajime! Geez, I’m so sorry! The kids were so loud.” the both of you walked out of the closet and sighed in relief to be out of the closet, “Hey Belinda don’t even worry about it! At least you got us out!” Hajime said placing a hand on her shoulder, she smiled and began to walk back to the exit, “and as for you….” he grabbed a handful of your ass squeezing tightly, “i hope to continue this.. soon?” he said winking, “i could definitely switch weekends with my kids mother..” you let out a giggle, “i like the sound of that…”

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Should’ve, Could’ve

Eric King x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: Mentions of Injuries, Near-death experience, Swearing, SPOILERS for House Of Ashes, Break up angst

Genre: Angst, Romance

Summary: Despite a bad break up and an even worse fallout of their friendship, Eric and Y/N find themselves in a very familiar situation but under very different circumstances, bearing emotions they never thought they’d feel for one another ever again. 

Requested by Anon. Hi hun! Thank you so much for your request! I’ve fallen head over heels in love with this man and I’m so happy you’ve given me the opportunity to write for him with your request. Hope I managed to capture what you wanted and I hope you enjoy the read! Love, Vy ❤ 

"There you go, you're okay, you're alright, it'll be ok, I promise you."

The faint familiar voice does little to comfort Y/N as they slowly return to reality after the harsh fall they endured, leaving them unconscious for an undecided amount of time. Their eyes open a crack to reveal the face of Colonel King, his features twisted in a worried, almost pained expression.

Their first instinct upon seeing him by their side is to sit up and brush of the probably major wounds and the unbearable pain they are in. They'd much rather walk it off than to accept any help or pity from him.

"I'm fine..." They mumble as they act on said instinct and attempt to sit up, gritting their teeth as the already immense pain increases and rushes through their body, getting the wind knocked out of them.

Their spine gives out, the strength in their upper body leaving them and they would’ve hit the ground with a thud once again had Eric’s arm not made it around their torso to catch them in time.

“Thanks...“ They mumble as they’re slowly set down on the ground.

“Yeah, well, you’re not as fine as you say you are. I’ll call the medic team to fly in.“ The Colonel says, an awkward stutter in his voice as he fidgets with his radio that is not responding nor reaching anybody. “Fuck...“

“We’re under ground, Colonel. With all due respect, but I thought you’d know how a radio signal works, or how it doesn’t work at such a depth below the surface.“ The kicker about this sentence of Y/N’s is that they meant zero respect to him.

Hell, if they are to be asked, they would’ve agreed to never see his face again. In their defense - not that they need any - it was his idea way before it was theirs and they still haven’t let him live it down. It’s insane how quickly their relationship went from zero to a hundred then back down to zero again, and maybe in the negatives too.

Their breakup shook the whole division, breaking the hearts of many when they were told Y/N would be sent to a different division and no matter how much they protested, the Colonel at the time didn’t cave and allow a proper send-off for them. That meant Y/N had to succumb to the most dreadful boarding of a helicopter in their entire life with only the eyes of the Colonel and the, at the time, Sergeant King.

If there had been anyone else, they would’ve looked given at least a look over their shoulder, given a wave and a smile of encouragement as a promise that they’d see each other again. They probably would’ve done it for Eric too had things not ended as they did.

“Don’t move, I’ll look around for an exit.” He says, getting to his feet and beginning to assess the perimeter, missing the annoyed eye-roll Y/N gave him in the process.

With all the willpower there could be in a Lieutenant like them, Y/N pushes themself up in a seating position, pondering the idea of attempting to stand up and look for a way out on their own.

Having heard the shuffling behind him, Eric turns around to give them a certain look that is actually a mix of emotions none of which can be properly deciphered, “What are you doing? What did I just say?”

There goes another eye-roll, more so meant to prevent a pained expression on their face as they somehow, with enough pushing, manage to get to their feet. Their eyes screw shut as a jolt of pain almost makes them scream. Eric’s hands take hold of their arms, helping them stabilize themself before stepping back, leaving enough room between them as an invisible reminder that the state their acquaintanceship is in is all his fault.

“I won’t let you hold me back...“ They say with a strained voice, barely above a whisper, but still get their message across. Loud and clear and ten times as painful as the worst he’s experienced in his life. If the distance, literal and metaphorical, wasn’t enough of a reminder of the way he fucked things up, Y/N’s words have proven to be the last nail in the coffin for him...and the last push to break his silence.  Y/N must’ve noticed the deeply hurt look in his eyes and, although they don’t want to feel guilty about it, they can’t help it. So, they hurry to modify the subject, “Plus, you aren’t always the greatest under pressure.”

“You don’t know the whole context, do you?“ He asks bitterly, no longer able to look them in the eye.

The guilt is long gone from Y/N’s mind the second they hear those words, their initial reaction being to turn to hostility as a defense mechanism, “I know what you told me.”

“So you don’t know all that happened.“ He says in a tone that to Y/N sounds accusatory.

“Don’t gaslight me, Eric! Don’t expect me to know something you never took the time to tell me. That’s what you always did! You were very selective with what I should know even though we were both at the same goddamn rank back then and even now! What difference did it make trying to outshine me?! The worst part is I constantly thought you were trying to work alongside me and not behind my back to leave me in the dirt!“

“That’s because you never tried to hear me out till the end, Y/N! You always heard what you wanted to, what would be easier on you!“ He bites back, eyes glinting with frustration but not quite anger. He could never get angry with them.

“Oh please enlighten me then!“

“Fine! And you better listen cause....this is not a story I like telling so don’t expect to hear it twice.“ The hostility leaves him as the words escape his lips, his eyes turning solemn as he transports himself back when they were still practically rookies. Back when they were happy together, back when he fucked it all up.

“So you’re gonna tell me you didn’t scream like a baby when I was literally there in the room with you?“ Y/N teases as them and Eric sit in the cafeteria following a night of watching horror movies, finishing it off with Psycho which hit Eric particularly hard. It’s around 4 AM and they really shouldn’t be up and especially not out of their rooms but Eric needed a snack and a distraction - THAT he’d never admit.

“It was a scream of surprise, not of fear!“ He argues, taking a sip of the soda they managed to snag from the vending machine and have ended up sharing cause Y/N’s coins got stuck and didn’t go through, leaving them moneyless.

“I wish I’d recorded it to show you how full of shit you are being right now.“ They retort, pulling out the voice recorder they always keep on them for...purposes they haven’t disclosed yet.

He rolls his eyes, “If you keep going around waving that thing in front of people’s noses...” he trails off as he swiftly grabs it from their grip, causing them to gasp, “Someone’s bound to snatch it from you eventually.”

Just as they’re about to literally climb over the table to retreat the thing, the beam of a flashlight lands on them, causing them both to jump and turn to look at the person holding said flashlight. And oh boy are they startled and not at all pleased to see the Colonel standing at the entrance of the cafeteria, glaring at the sight of the two Sergeants growing pale under the light, their eyes wide with terror.

“S-Sir...“ Eric attempts to start up a defense speech but the Colonel cuts him off with a single sharp hand gesture before he turns to Y/N.

“Y/L/N, in you room, now!“ He barks out, his words having Y/N on their feet and out of the cafeteria in seconds, his eyes focused on them, not failing to catch that apologetic and sympathetic look they shot Eric’s way. As soon as their footsteps are no longer audible, he turns to the frozen man in front of him, “In my office!“

Eric’s drenched in cold sweat the whole walk to the Colonel’s office, making it seem like the longest trip in the world rather than the minute it actually took him to get there. He awkwardly settles in a chair opposite the frowning man as he looks down at his hands where he’s fidgeting with the sound recorder.

“King!” The booming voice startles him, causing him to look directly at his superior despite that being the last thing he wants to do right now. “What the hell do you think you’re doing up past curfew?”

It’s safe to say Eric’s a little confused by the question, considering he wasn’t the only one roaming around but is also glad Y/N isn’t in much trouble, “Um, well...Y/N - I mean, Sergeant Y/L/N and I were just...”

“No, no, don’t get Y/L/N into this. I didn’t ask about them. They’re a hooligan as is, but you’re the one who’s troubling me. You’re the one with potential, actively wasting it on a relationship that’s not going anywhere.“

A match of anger lights within the Sergeant as he narrows his eyes at the Colonel, “I’m sorry, Sir, but I don’t think I understand what it is you’re saying...”

“I’m saying they’re not good for you, boy!“ The older man snaps, “They’re wasting your potential and you’re distracting them more than they’re already distracted to begin with. They never took any of this seriously but now they have you to toy with to keep themself entertained!“

“What is that supposed to mean?“ The ‘all due respect‘ segment has been thrown out the window as Eric feels fury burn within them.

“All I’m trying to do is warn you, Sergeant King. You’re not doing them well, you’re not helping them. They need to strut their stuff and they must do it alone. It’s a process you clearly shouldn’t be a part of if you’re presence, especially your relationship with them affects them so negatively.“

“I-It is?“ Having hit him right where it hurts, the Colonel smirks as he watches the younger man double down on his confidence.

“I’d say so. They never preformed well per se, but ever sense the two of you started dating it’s gotten way worse, I’d say. And so has your performance, King. You both need to pull yourselves together and you cannot do that within proximity of one another which is why I’ve decided to send Y/N away to an ally division where I’m sure they’ll make much greater progress and achieve what they have come here for.“ The casually delivered blow is what serves as a punch to Eric’s gut, knocking the wind right out of him. The thought of waking up every morning and going about his day without Y/N makes him feel so empty already. Makes him feel like he’s lost a part of himself. 

However, Eric King is many things, but selfish he is not. If it is for the purposes of Y/N bettering themself, he’ll live in that empty cycle, stuck on hamster ball. Then again, he’d do anything to see them happy.

“Y-Yes, sir. I understand.“

Eric stops the voice recording, jaw clenching as he too witnesses Y/N transporting themself back to the day following the events recorded that night.

“Eric!“ They rush after him as he heads into the field for a run, “Slow down! We have a problem!” The sergeant takes a firm stand but doesn’t turn to look at his partner, but they don’t seem to notice that oddity, “Colonel Richardson wants to send me away! What the fuck type of crazy has gotten into him?!”

“I know...“ He starts but quickly trails off before pulling himself back together, “It was my idea...“

There’s a long pause, long dread filled pause before Y/N dares to speak again.

“What? Why, Eric?“

Those two questions, still till this day echo in his ears, the pain they were spoken with stabbing him through and through every time they cross his mind.

The silence in present time becomes too much for him to handle as he quickly shakes his head and decides to disturb it for the sake of his sanity, “You want your voice recorder back?”

Y/N shakes their head too, but they do it out of disbelief, “I can’t believe you kept it all this time...I can’t believe you recorded that and didn’t think to show it to me...we could’ve figured something out....”

“Which is exactly what I didn’t want to happen! I didn’t want to keep dragging you down...“ He admits, running a hand through his hair, “And I pressed record on accident, probably when the asshole startled me, I didn’t find it until a week after you’d left.“

“You could’ve still reached out...“

“I should’ve but I didn’t. I didn’t because I had this mental image of you being so perfectly happy without me that I couldn’t bring myself to ruin that for you even though there hasn’t been a day that’s passed by without me thinking of you and regretting what I did. And I know to you it means nothing now after such a long time but to me it does and it feels so nice to get it off my chest but also hurts cause I know it won’t change anything between us and...“

“Hey, hey, hey...“ They cut him off, putting and to his rambling by placing their hands on his shoulders, “It’s not nothing, Eric. It’s not just nothing to me. It’s a step forward. Who knows how many more it’ll take to mend this shipwreck of ours, but what’s important is taking that first step. Which is always the hardest too, but here we are, we’re past it and we can move on, one step at a time. We can’t keep dwelling on all the things we could’ve or should’ve done. It’s my fault as much as it’s yours and it’s just unfair having only you make your way through the repairs it’ll take for us to be whole again.“

With his heart beating in his ears, Eric allows himself to calm down ever so slightly as his left hand comes up to cup theirs which is resting on his right shoulder. “Ok then, Colonel Y/L/N, what’s the next step?”

“Finding a way out of here, maybe?“ They reply with a slight tilt of their head, earning themself a smile from their partnering Colonel.

“Sounds like a plan.“ He nods, not willing to let go any more than they are but still succumbs to the fact that it’s necessary.

When they part, Y/N heads back to the spot where they landed upon their fall to retrieve their bag. As they’re gathering the stuff that’s fallen out of it they casually say: “Oh and you can keep that voice recorder, seems you’ve made a better use of it than I ever could.”

Well, it’s safe to say they have no idea how much that small gesture means to him.

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I honestly can't remember if I asked for #7 with Zeke...but seeing the prompt and the blurb I must ask you please do fluff #7 with Zeke. 😭💗

“you, you’re fucking home to me, okay?”

pairing: zeke yeager x female reader

cw: language, fluff, kissing, slight crying

word count: 1500+

a/n: i never realised how hard it was to write for zeke, anyway thank you to the person who resent the ask, means a lot after tumblr became a dick

summary: in which after an argument with zeke regarding his excessive jealousy and protectiveness over you, he finally reveals his true motives

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The breath of hot ashy smoke hit the air, the stray cigarette across his two fingers as he let his hand fall to his side. He watched carefully, every movement you made speaking to Reiner and Porco with the same look of admiration you had given to him hours prior. He took another drag of his cigarette, putting it out on the balcony as he went to get you away from the two blonds.

“Y/n.” His voice was filled with power and authority, he disregarded the two boys looking at you. “With me.”

It was almost a beckoning as if you were some servant girl ready for his command and will. “I’ll see you both.” You waved goodbye to the two men following the other blond, he grasped your wrist almost dragging you away. “Zeke, woah, calm down.” His grip tightened against your wrist before pushing you into his office.

He let go of your wrist watching at how you rubbed the sore feeling, “have fun?” He questioned leaning against his desk, he eyed you up and down, the military uniform around your body, with the band around your left arm. He waited for a response as you gave a confused look.

“What are you on about now, Zeke?” You muttered crossing your arms.

He repeated, “did you have fun with them?”

“Why do you care?” You glared at his overprotectiveness; it had become a common occurrence for him to call you away whenever you were around the two other blonds, but it had become excessive.

Zeke leant against the bookshelf, staring at you as he brought out another cigarette. Bringing it to his lips and lightning it right in front of you, he took a long drag, watching as the smoke hit the rest of the room.

The first time you had met Zeke had been when the two of you were teenagers, at the tender age of 18, Zeke had already gained the beast titan and you had joined the military for other reasons. A friendship had occurred from the boy who would sneak out of meetings for a cigarette and the girl who had her breaks conveniently when meetings occurred.

“Want one?” His tender baby face had made you swoon, he was perfect in every way, to the way he spoke, to the way he held the cigarette. You shrugged, stopping and sitting beside the boy. He passed the cigarette that had been in his mouth, lightening it in yours as you took a drag, “first time?”

“Was it that obvious?” You laugh holding it between your two fingers.

He gives a chuckle, staring at you taking another drag, “I have a sixth sense, that tells me when pretty girls have been tainted.”

“So what? I wasn't trained before.” You ask.

“I guess, it means that I tainted you now.” He smirked before hearing the shout of a man calling for him. “That’s me, nice to meet you…”

“Y/n Y/l/n.” You answered his pause.

He smiled happily, having been walking backwards to still face you, “nice to meet you Y/n Y/l/n.”

“Wait? What’s your name?” You shouted as he continued to tread backwards not wanting to be shouted at anymore by a superior.

“Zeke Yeager, you better not go forgetting it, sweetheart.” You rolled your eyes chuckling at how the officer began berating the boy who gave a shrug, waving a goodbye at you.

It may have been your first encounter with the boy, but over the years of meeting the other Warriors. The knowledge of Paradis and Zeke’s past, you knew it all and he had gotten protective of the girl he had known for almost a decade now. Maybe it was love out of jealousy which seemed to be the obvious reason between your friends, or maybe he just didn't want anybody stealing you away. You didn’t know and didn’t care, waiting for his reply from your question after another overprotective action.

“They aren’t good for you.”

“Bullshit Zeke, tell me why you act like this now?” You tried to have authority, tried to bring about the same power he brought out, but at the sound of your dominance he laughed.

“Come on, doll, you’re gonna have to try harder to get it out of me, than that.” He took another long drag watching your lip twitch in anger. The feeling of riling you up intoxicated him, how could he not fall in love with that look of anger.

“Don’t be an ass.” You remarked back, walking up to the man and taking the cigarette from his mouth. Taking a long drag yourself as you blow the smoke to the side, you could taste his saliva already around the cigarette, but as you popped it back in his mouth. You felt your anger go down a bit.

He couldn't lie and say he wasn't turned on by your actions, the way you were so close to him yet seemed so far from him. “If you’re not going to give me an answer, I promised Reiner I’d help him with something.”

Just as you were about to leave the room, he grabbed your wrist once more, his grip soft and loose. If you tried, you’d be able to easily get out of it, but you stood faced away from him. Waiting for his next action, “you’re so fucking dense.”

“Me? Dense?” You repeated, “maybe if you didn’t try to hide your feelings through stupid remarks and commands, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

Zeke was taken aback by how easily you countered in, but he wasn’t letting himself lose to you, “I don’t fucking do that, you’re just stupid.”

“You do realise everybody knows that you’re a jealous prick, that every time you call me it's when I'm around another guy, way to be a subtle asshole.” He had let go of your wrist as you seethed at him in anger.

“I don’t get jealous, who have I got to be jealous of? It's not like every time I see you with a guy, I think you’re going to leave me, you mean nothing to me.” He shouted back, taking another long drag of his cigarette.

You contemplated his words, thinking of what he had just said, “I mean nothing to you?”

Zeke acknowledged his words, staring at you, your lip quivering at his words. “Y/n, wait, I didn’t…” Before he could continue you faced him with a look of sadness.

“If I mean nothing to you, leave me alone.” You were about to leave again; this time Zeke had finally given up on hiding his feelings for you. How could he not love you; how could he not care for someone like you.

In an instant he pushed the door back, his arms on your sides as you faced him. Tears welling up, he moved his thumb to caress your cheek, wiping away your tears, “I’m sorry, I do care about you.”

You don’t speak, not bothering to face him, his ashy breath hits your cheek, waiting for him to continue, “I shouldn’t have said that I like you, I love you even, in all these years, it’s always been you.”

He moves your face to meet his own, his face only a mere inch from you. He had confessed his love so easily, but your silence and lack of tears gave mixed signals. “Me?” Was all you could stifle out.

“You, you’re fucking home to me, okay?” He whispered his mouth lingering just across your own.

“Okay.” You answered, feeling his other hand lean against the door whilst the one caressing your cheek moved to cup your face allowing your lips to touch.

His lips meshed between your own, ask still lingering between both your mouths, you didn't care though. His soft grip on your cheek contrasted the kiss, the sloppy tongue actions, your hands in his blonde hair, the feeling of his beard rub against your skin as he kept on kissing you. He pushed you up against the wall, the gap between your bodies becoming non-existent. His tongue lingered in your mouth as you both went to part, biting your bottom lip to hear your soft moans again. He never expected to have confessed so easily to you and have you in this position.

His body almost crushing you onto the wall, your legs in between his own. He stared at you with his piercing grey eyes meeting your own, it pooled with love and comfort. “I love you too Zeke.”

He gave a soft kiss to your forehead, staying in the position for a while. Waiting for you both to catch your breath and acknowledge that you two could have something with his remaining years.

You saw the clock to the side, a worry erupting from your face, “fuck, I have a meeting with Porco.”

Zeke remained encasing you, disregarding your words, “I think you’ve forgotten who you belong to, doll.”

“Maybe you should tell me again.” You flirted back as you both went in for another kiss.

It had been much softer, with Zeke’s hand moving to your side, holding you in place as he almost smiled through the kiss. “All mine.” He spoke through it giving you another soft kiss afterwards, you were finally all his.

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[vintage-marina]

A woman out of time ( James Norrington x F!reader) Chapter 1

Marvel crossover pirates of the caribbean

TW: blood, gore, aliens, violence and durther in the story depressing thoughts and suicidal thoughts

A few weeks ago i had the idea to write a reader fic with a crossover of marvel and pirates of the carabbean, yep the most random idea that i had

summary: After y/n got a call that they can bring the half of the population back, she takes the chance and goes to the compound, but when she wants to go back to New York 2013 she finds herself on the middle of a ship. I think i’m gonna ship her with James Norrington tho.

btw you can also read it on wattpad, my name is mischief-moony

word count: 1973 words

Wakanda 2018

Before everything went down

You heard footsteps outside your house that signaled that a few people were nearby, you threw your book on the floor and stepped outside and when you did you saw Bucky. King T'Challa, Okoye, and a few soldiers were walking to your cabins. You saw that one of the soldiers were holding a suitcase and dread filled you up, something is happening. Bucky and you were walking to them in a silence that neither of you wanted to break and you saw that in the suit laid his arm.

 ''Where is the fight?'' mumbeled Bucky after he glanced at his vibranium arm, he didn't look happy to use it again. In fact he probably thought about the time when he did not had a choice, but to use it. You glanced down, you wern't scared to fight, if you have to then you have to. But not knowing who to fight was frightening to you.

You and Bucky got taken to the weaponry room, you glanced into the mirror and moved your (right/left) arm, this arm felt new. Not a bad new, but a good new, a chance at staring a new life and maybe now you will never get it. You grimaced and didn't want to think about it anymore, ''Buck, do you know what's happening?'' ''No, but it has something to do with Steve. It always has.'' ''Fair enough,'' the both of you chuckled for a few seconds and after that you composed yourself, your expression serious. You took a taser, two handpistols and a few knifes and buckeld it on your belt, somehow it felt it wasn't enough and you took a bomb. The medpack on your back did not felt heavy and you saw that Bucky took a M249 SAW. ''And you think that firearm will be enough? You know, it is pretty serious if Wakanda need the help of two oldies'' you pointed to him with a knife, he grumbled but to your happiness he took a handpistol. After this Okoye walked to the both of you and explained what was happening.

Meeting your best pals Steve, Natasha and ofcourse your other colleagues

Bucky and you went outside and you saw that Steve, Natasha, Sam, Wanda, Vision, Rhodey and Bruce? Is he not missing? were walking out of the quinjet, King T'Challa was walking with them and lead them to you two. You heard T'Challa asking how big the assault is, Bruce answered that they shoud expect a big one and Natasha asked how big their army is. ''You will have my Kingsguard, the Border Tribe, the Dora Milaje and..'' ''And a semi-stable 100-year old man'' ''And a mentally unstable 100-year old woman'' Bucky and you flashed a smile towards them and you flew into Natasha her arms while Bucky hugged Steve. Afterwards you gave a bone crushing hug to Steve and you whispered that you missed him.

During the battle

Everyone stood behind the border that protected Wakanda and you saw that aliens were running toward you, they looked like a mix between a dog and a rat and you didn't expect this shit, yes you were scared at this point. Next to you stood Bucky, Steve and Natasha, "What the hell" mumbeled Bucky and if you weren't in a life threathing situation, you would have laughed but now, now not. Some of these aliens were breaking through the border but were killing themselves, but some of them were making it through, the Wakandan army were making shields with their clothing and were shooting lasers out of their vibranium spears. Bucky, you and Natasha were shooting while Sam and Rhodey were in the sky. Bruce was in the Hulkbuster and stood behind you and the army.  Rhodey flew to the border and you saw that a few bombs were dropping that created a massive chain reaction, you could hear the screams of the aliens that were dying but you could see that the dogs behind the border were going to Vision and were he was laying there was no border, shit he is gonna be in danger. But Bruce beat you to it, before you could say anthing.

''Cap if these things circle the perimeter and get in behind us, there's nothing between them and Vision'' ''Then we better keep 'em in front of us.'' ''How do we do that?'' asked Okoye to T'Challa and you saw that the was thinking. ''We open the barrier. On my signal, open North-West Section Seventeen'' he shouted somthing in Xhosa, you saw that Steve was activating his shield and that T'Challa's army were dropping their shields. You were moving your shoulders and stood in position, ready to kill a bunch of aliens. This was unlike what you saw in the war or what you did in the war but you knew that you should give your everything. The border that protected you was dissolving and you heard T'Challa shouting: ''Wakanda forever!''

You were running and so did everyone else, your heartrate went up and you took the blades out of your belt, Steve and T'Challa ran ahead but you and Bucky ran with the army. The first few aliens were running to you and you threw your knife in their eye and slid on the ground while you were gliding on the grass, you plunged your knife in another one's belly and cutted him open. It screamed and before you knew it it was dead, but the other alien was not. You took your knife out of the carcas and threw it in the head of the other alien. You plucked your two blades out of it's head and it's eye and hastily you stood up and scanned your surroundings.

But you didn't had much time, three other aliens were attacking your back that send you flying to the ground, you let out a yelp. Their claws were dangerously close to your face and something snapped in your head. Your mind went on autopilot and you teared an arm off and you gave it a kick to it's belly. You drew your pistol and sent a bullet to the other two aliens their  heart and head. You could feel on your back that you had been scratched but you shook it off and went further.

The minutes flew by and you couldn't even remember what you were doing to them, you saw that Okoye needed a little bit of help and you gave her back cover. ''Are you okay?'' she asked while the two of you circeled around the aliens, you hummed but it didn't reassured her. ''I don't think we are going to win it'' you said, she didn't gave a response but instead killed an alien. You heard someone talking to you in your ear, ''I can't hear you, speak louder'' you commanded and slammed an alien to the ground. ''Y/N, someone needs medical help, I will sent you the coördinates come fast!'' you heard Natasha talking to you and you bid Okoye farwell and you cleared your way between the aliens and the people. 

When you arrived you saw that Nathasha gave pressure on the wound of a soldier, ''Nat you need to give me cover while I treat her alright?'' You saw that she was from the Dora Milaje, you took off your medpack and opened it quickly and kneeled down. Adreneline rushed to your body and you took a bottle of water out of the pack and rinshed the wound. ''How did it happen?'' you asked to her, in the hope she didn't pass out. ''I got clawed, but I will survive'' she mumbeled, you softly talked to her while you disinfected the wound. You sliced the plastic of a sterile towel of and depped the wound clean, there was blood on your hands and you smeared it off on your suit. Natasha was shooting some aliens and said to you that you needed to hurry up. Your stress level went up a bit when she said that and you stichted the soldeir up and covered the wound incase if it went bleeding again. ''Nat, you can go, I will protect her'' after you said that she went away and you stood your ground and eyed your surroundings.

You didn't knew how much time had passed, hope was slowely running out of your system and you were certain that you were losing. Aliens were around you and you felt desperate, you did your best to protect her and sometimes you got help from someone else, it wasn't easy to check on her and to kill aliens but you managed. Suddenly an axe went flying around and killed some aliens around you. What the hell is happening you thought to yourself, not that you were ungrateful, you were very grateful but you didn't know who it was, until something suddenly clicked in your brain, Thor. 

After Thor joined the fight with a raccoon with a gun and a walking tree? You thought you could finally win this battle and have a good nap after this, but alas you were wrong, very wrong. A few meters further you saw that Steve was protecting Vision and Wanda. You turned around and asked in Xhosa if she need any further medical assistence or that she would manage it. The soldier sent you away and you joined Steve, you didn't expect the guy who is supposed to be the most evil person in the universe purple but you also saw a man with red skin and without a nose when you served the army so it didn 't really surprise you. More people joined the fight and when you threw your bomb and fire your last bullets, Thanos raised his fist towards it and reversed the time so it couldn't explode, then he aimed at you and fired the bomb back. ''Shit'' you mumbled, you flew across the air and yelled in pain. A few splinters from the bomb scratched your face and neck, you could fell blood prickle on your skin from the splinters that were stuck in your body. Your ears were ringing and you shut your eyes tight from the bright light, sniffing the air you could smell burning flesh and you softly cried, you didn't want to see the aftermath of what happend to you. Some people were yelling, but black dots were clouding your eyes and with your tears you couldn't see well. How can he do this, what did we do to deserve this, the more you thinked the more your head hurted, maybe a little rest wouldn't hurt and with that on your mind you blacked out.

 When you opened your E/C eyes you whimpered in pain, signaling to the remaining people that you were awake. You saw Steve in your field of vision and you could see that his eyes were red. You lifted your arm and cradled his face with your vibranium arm, you furrowed your eyebrows and wiped a few tears away. ''You've been crying, Stevie'' a nickname that he only heard from you when you were concerned about him. ''What happend?'' you whispered softly after you gave him a reassuring smile, he didn't meet your eyes but looked to the left of you. You turned your head, but you wished you hadn't, your eyes met the blank stare of Vision and you let out a startling scream. Terror was running through your veins and tears of dispair were filling your eyes and falling on your cheeks. You reached out your arm towards him but you only could feel the cold of his vibranium body and if you looked better you could see the pile of ashes that laid besides him. Your arm fell to the ground and you sniffed, ''What happened here Steve?''

[kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay]

Mischief and Teaching

(or "teaching mischief"?)

Summary: You have a natural talent for Seidr, the magic of the nine-realms. When your powers grow out of every teacher's control, your parents seek help at the palace. Will you find a teacher?

Pairing: Loki x fem!reader

Word count: 1.7k (God, I was so worried I would end up with more than the word count allowed, but I thankfully managed. Phew)

Warnings: 18+ even though there's nothing for this. All my work and my blog is 18+, Minors dni. Apart from that, there's a lotta fluff and humor in this one.

Author's note: This is my first submission for @syntheticavenger's 5K Follower Celebration "How it started - How it's going" Challenge! It's a really cool drabble challenge. Find the post about it here and check it out.

The prompt I received was: "Loki/'Magician's' Assistant'"

Now, I admit that had a lot of smutty potential but for once in my life my brain decided to go down the funny, fluffy road instead of the angsty, smutty one. There's gotta be a first time for everything, huh?

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How it started:

“No, mother. I don't have the need for an assistant and neither do I want one. I work best alone,” Loki said, voice tight as he tried to keep his tone polite but firm.

But Frigga kept nagging. She wouldn't be the Queen of Asgard if she gave up simply because someone had told her no. Looping her arm through Loki's she pulled him close to her side as they walked through the corridors of the palace.

“She wouldn't be only your assistant. You would also be her teacher,” she replied and steered him down a wide hall, smiling politely at the Lords and Ladies passing them.

“I don't have the desire to teach anyone. I'm certain she can find someone to teach her elsewhere,” he dismissed.

“I'm not telling you to commit to anything just yet. I merely want you to meet her. She and her parents travelled all the way to the palace to request our help in this matter,” his mother said in an attempt to appeal to him.

Loki sighed, barely keeping his eyes from rolling back in his skull in annoyance.

This girl his mother kept talking about was the daughter of a lowly Lady and her wife. They came from the furthest branches of Yggdrasil all the way to the golden palace just for an audience with the queen.

Frigga was widely known for her magical powers, so she was the first person the family turned to. People rarely requested audiences with the Queen. Usually it was Odin who attended to any matters brought to him by the Asgardian citizens.

Loki felt a spark of satisfaction at the thought of Odin's irritation when someone asked specifically to see Frigga and not him. He was so entitled to his position of Allfather and King of the nine worlds, he couldn't wrap his head around the possiblity that he wasn't all-knowing and not fit for every task.

It was that brief moment of petty joy over his father's irritation that made Loki reconsider his options. Sure enough he was known for his magical powers, even if not as renowned as Frigga. But either way, it gave him something he could hold over Odin's head, something he was able to do neither the old man nor his golden haired brother could.

This opportunity might open up new doors for him in the future and help him build his reputation to, in the end, rise above Odin and his childish ploys or Thor and his brute strenght.

“Fine, I will agree to meeting her, nothing else,” Loki gave in. His lips twitched into a little smile when Frigga smiled up at him widely and squeezed his arm with hers.

“That is all I wanted to hear. I am certain you will like her,” his mother said cheerily and pulled him along into the direction of the potion room where she had told the girl to wait with Thor to keep her company.

“Tell me what I have to know about her, mother. I want to know who I am talking to before I face her,” Loki said just as they rounded another corner and drew closer to the room the girl and his brother were waiting in.

“The girl's mothers are Ladies of lower nobility. Their daughter always seemed to have an affinity for Seidr, but the last years her powers grew and became harder to control. They tried to find teachers to help her, but no one could handle the extent of her powers. They were at their wit's end and the last resort they could think of was the palace. They hoped to find help here, so they came and requested an audience to explain their situation,” Frigga informed him.

“So she's powerful? How powerful exactly?” Loki asked, diggign deeper to get all the information out of his mother he could.

“Powerful, yes. You'll see for yourself. But she's inexperienced. Not one of her teachers could keep her contained for long. She needs someone who is able to hold a candle to her and I daresay you are fit for the job,” his mother answered before finally stopping in front of the room the girl was waiting inside.

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You heard voices outside the door and started to panic.

The room was a mess, potion ingredients strewn across the floor, broken vials and furniture scattered in the whole room. Your magic was nervously swirling around and inside you, waiting to be used, to help, but unable to because you didn't know how.

“My Lady!” Thor boomed in front of her, his voice nasally and laced with panic. He was sitting on a small stool, his huge frame curled on top of the tiny piece of furniture. “Fix this, quickly! Before they see and-”

His words were cut off by the creak of the double doors.

Silence filled the room and you turned around slowly, face growing hot as you saw the other Prince and the Queen taking in the mess. Their gazes simultaneously moved from their surroundings to you and you cleared you throat as you curtsied awkwardly.

“Your highness, my prince,” you greeted them and then continued to introduce yourself. Maybe you could salvage the situation with your more or less decent manners. But before you could set off to a lenghty apology, Queen Frigga tilted her head to the side and tried to get a look at her blonde son hiding behind you as much as his broad frame allowed it.

“Thor? What in Asgards name are you doing hiding behind our guest? Step up and explain what caused this chaos,” she demanded, her voice not allowing any protest.

You stiffened when you heard Thor get up from the stool and step next to you. You could see him in your periphery and had do bite your cheek to keep from breaking into laughter. Keeping your gaze carefully trained on the pair standing in front of you, you waited for someone to break the stretching silence.

What you saw as you watched the pair surprised you.

Frigga's lips curled up into a smile and she quickly reached up her hand to hide the curve of her mouth behind her palm. The Prince was staring at his blonde brother, lips slightly parted and eyes wide. Then his lips, too, curled up into a smirk, but unlike Frigga he didn't bother to hide it.

“I, uhm... I was just curious and wanted to see what she could do, so we...well,” Thor stuttered trailing off when Loki started chuckling and Frigga cleared her throat in an effort to conceal her laughter. She looked at you and nodded, giving you permission to talk.

“Well, your highness,” you started, laying out your words in a way that would shift most of the blame to Thor. “Prince Thor was curious about my magic, as he said himself and asked me to show him what I was able to do. I declined politely, knowing I am not fully the master of my Seidr but he kept nagging me and gave in. It would be rude to deny a Prince, I thought. So I tried my best, I really did, but... I didn't go that well.”

“Obviously,” Loki stated, gesturing vaguely at his brother whose head at this point had turned crimson. It clashed horribly with the bright purple trunk that grew where his nose was supposed to be and dangled down all the way to his navel. The gigantic elephant ears sprouting from his head not all too unsimilar to the wings of his helmet were of the same vibrant colour.

The raven-haired Prince eyed you closely, his eyes narrowing a fraction. You did your very best to keep the amusement off your features, because really, Thor was just asking for it. He kept nagging you, getting on your nerves until you gave in and gave him a little show of your powers. It's not your fault you couldn't fully control them.

Despite trying very hard to look apologetic, you were sure Loki saw through right your facade going by the almost imperceptible upturn of his lips. He turned to his mother and nodded.

“I'll do it,” he said firmly and unhooked his arm from hers to approach you. He bowed down a little and reached out to take your hand. Bringing it to his lips, he brushed a soft kiss to it and smiled charmingly.

“It is very nice to meet you, My Lady. I have heard of your search for a worthy teacher. I am all too happy to offer you my services as your teacher and master,” he said pompously and you suppressed the urgle to giggle bashfully.

“It would be my pleasure to be your student,” you replied with a smile.

Loki nodded, more to himself than you and said, “You will make for a fine student and an even better assistant. I am sure of it.”

How it is going:

“Quick now! We have to be ready when he appears,” Loki called to you from the other side of the corridor.

You ducked into an alcove and got into position, sticking your head around the corner to give Loki a signal that you were ready. He did the same and then mirrored your movement, silently molding back into the alcove and cloaking his figure with an invisibillity spell he had taught you early on.

The two of you waited, hearts beating faster as excitement took you over, mixed with gleeful anticipation. Your Seidr twisted and twirled under your skin, almost making you vibrate with the contained power. And this time, you knew how to use it to your advantage, how to make it obey your commands and aid you in your often mischievous schemes.

'He's coming' Loki's voice sounded in your head and mere moments later you, too, heard the loud stomp of Thor's steps followed by his entourage of warrior friends.

You smiled gleefully.

'Let's turn him into a real elephant this time'

Loki's chuckle echoed in your thoughts.

'Shall we make him green?'

And again, congrats on 5K! That is such a huge achievement and you definitely deserve it, seeing how hard you work for it through all that content and amazing stories <3

'I'll leave that to you. I am open for anything. A pretty pattern would hurt either' you replied and then shifted into a more alert stance when Thor came closer. Your Seidr spiked with your excitement and when Thor reached the mark you and Loki had agreed on, you got to work.

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There you go, my first entry! I hope you like it @syntheticavenger, it was a delight to write, hehe.