#he’s so dear to me i will commit war crimes for him

[pensivepeach]

“This is formula 1, you know. you need to be there when the car is good and when the car is bad.”

Cooked. Ate. Slayed. Not a single crumb left.

[tategaminu]

Rayla will be pregnant in Arc 3 (trust me bro)

This whole thing is a mix of analysis and coping, while trying to be as self-indulgent as possible. It actually makes sense, I swear but take it as mostly me trying to gaslight you into believing Rayla will get paegant.

With the upcoming Arc 3, we’ll get to see our two blorbos at the fresh age of 24 and 25. This means that not only might they be married, but they could also become parents. While Rayla and Callum are both very parental people, but would they have children in a world that's about to be doomed when a certain giant purple man comes back from the sky?

Would Callum and Rayla follow their desire for a domestic life while preparing for Aaravos, or would they renounce it? Would they bring a child into this world knowing it may end? Would they have a kid, even knowing that Aaravos might kill them, leaving the child orphaned?

I’m leaning towards yes, even if it’s an oopsie, but let me lay out the different points here LET'S GOOOO

Implications for the future and meaning

I'm 50/50 on whether Rayla and Callum will decide to have children or not.

I think they will get married, but having children is a completely different matter. Aaravos will return in seven years, and even if they prepare, the threat of him truly dooming the world and killing them all still looms over them

If they decide to have children, it would be because they want to continue with their lives, even with Aaravos returning. If they choose not to, it may be because they don’t want to be 'selfish' — not wanting to bring a potential orphan into the world or a child who might die young. There’s so much at stake here, especially considering the trauma they both carry with their parents. Callum lost his dad and mom at a very young age, and his relationship with his stepdad was somewhat strained. Rayla was abandoned by her parents and later faced issues with her adoptive ones. These experiences could definitely influence their decision. Don’t get me wrong, they would be amazing parents, but these fears and past traumas could hold them back.

At the end of the day, just as Opeli says, their lives must go on. They can’t just wait forever for Aaravos to be gone for good, even if he returns in seven years. But the question is — will they even notice? Some sources say the time skip might be as much as 12 years. What if Aaravos spends five of those years planning to take them down? Will they wait that long?

Of course, Callum is still worried about all of this, because he’s deeply afraid of what the future holds — what Aaravos might do to him and his loved ones.

Whether the pregnancy they might have is planned or not, I think they would choose to go through with it. As I mentioned, they’re both very parental people and love each other so much, they would love the life they would create together so would they really renounce that life — a life they want — because of Aaravos? That would be unfair to them. It could also echo Janai's words in season 6:

With you. Callum and Rayla facing the dangerous times ahead, together.

And not putting off the good things (their baby and life together) for fear of the bad (Aaravos).

Miyana and the ten babies scene

It was a big surprise that we got a pregnant Miyana this season, and it seemed to be an oopsie pregnancy. They both had a secret relationship before, and after that, they were committing war crimes together—there’s no way they planned this. So, the creators not shying away from surprising pregnancies means that Rayllum having one isn’t impossible. Now, would they repeat themselves? sure, why not? after all, Miyana's pregnancy wasn't that present in the season.

Anyways, to get to the main point, I think Miyana's pregnancy served not only as a plot device but also for foreshadowing and parallelism.

Dear bad-taste-in-men Miyana talks about how she wants to love her child and have her child feel loved, how she wants their dream to come true—a quiet life, full of happiness and love for their kid.

Then Miyana asks him to fight, to stay alive for both of them. Karim ends up fighting... but not in the way she expected, and he loses his life. However, we could see this scenario playing out the same way, but turned around with you know who?

Exactly! Them.

Because right after Miyana and Karim's scene, we jump to these two.

Specifically, these two talking about having a quiet, nice life together—this time, the guy is the one expressing it to the girl, and she accepts.

In the same episode, we get Callum speaking fondly of his hypothetical children with Rayla, while Karim refers to his unborn child as an heir, never once calling them a baby. (There’s a lot of talk about having babies for a kids' show, lol.) It really shows that Callum is truly made of dad material, unlike Karim. And of course, I don’t think it’s a coincidence that these two scenes are in the same episode—it's clearly done for foreshadowing purposes.

Note that Callum isn’t surprised by the question at all—this guy has 100% thought about his kidos with Rayla before.

This scene could easily be a throwaway joke, but why would they include it if that’s the case? I think it’s more likely foreshadowing. I don’t think they’ll have ten kids, but Callum is very open about wanting to be a dad, and the way Rayla treats children and animals… yeah, these two are definitely going to be parents eventually.

Callum definitely wants to have babies with her—he doesn’t even deny it, which hints at some juicy things for the future.He also talks about how and elf/human baby would look, which is something great considering they were at war just two years ago.

I’ve said this before because I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but the series ending with Rayla and Callum surviving and bringing a new life into the world—a half-elf, half-human child—would not only show that they’ve made it through everything and have a bright future ahead, but it would also symbolize the full union and peaceful coexistence of humans and elves.

TTM

This is a bit of a stretch, but why not add it? This comic is after all, mostly about them. We get this iconic scene where our little muffins hold hands for the ceremony. Of course, this is part of the ritual, but Callum also does it to show his love.

This ritual is about the rebirth of Phoe-Phoe. Rayla, of course, is distraught about her parents after what Lujanne says, but her words are interesting.

'Death is frightening, birth can be as well — elf and human, each one is equally vulnerable in the beginning and in the end.'

Let that fact be humbling, let it bind us together- so also does life come from death. This is a cycle, not an ending.

II think having Rayla and Callum here, with those words, could suggest something for the future. They’re going to be in a situation filled with impending doom — and, of course, death. But who's to say there won’t also be rebirth? After all, it’s a cycle, and future life could be a beacon of hope in the darkness that’s about to come.

The child being born at the end could represent the cycle of death and life — new life after (or perhaps before) Aaravos’ defeat, symbolizing the balance between the two. It could mean that even in the face of death, there will be life.

Moment of Truth

In Moment of Truth, we see Viren's backstory with Lissa and his children. We know how relevant the parallels between Callum and Viren are—what if they also parallel each other as fathers?

Viren was shown to do anything for Soren when he was a child, and Callum has repeatedly shown he would do anything for Ezran and Rayla. If we see Callum as a father, we’ll likely see him doing anything for his child as well, further paralleling his character arc with Viren's.

What caught my attention in this episode is the contrast between Lissa and Rayla. We find out that Lissa abandoned Viren because he mistreated her, in the same episode where Callum is literally healed by his love for Rayla. In this episode, we also see Viren's way of parenting, but Callum and he can’t fully parallel in that regard... yet.

Sir Puff

Sir Puff and a Rayllum baby would be parallels, HEAR ME OUT.

Puff is technically the first 'elf/human' hybrid we see in the whole series. Of course, he’s not a full one—he’s a homunculus—but still, he’s born from a human and an elf.

Sir Puff was an artificial elf/human child created by two people who didn’t love each other, 'without consent,' and existing solely to be sacrificed to extend someone else’s life.

But Rayllum’s baby? That would be a child born the natural way, from two people who love each other deeply, and who wouldn’t be sacrificed. They would be loved and taken care of. Sir Puff and a Rayllum baby would be the same thing in completely opposite ways.

I’ve been thinking for a while—what if the reveal was something like this? Rayla saying 'our child,' but in a completely different context, of course.

At the same time, Viren and Sir Puff mirror some of the sacrifice themes that Rayllum faces. Rayla wanted Callum to sacrifice her if he ever had to choose between the greater good and her—she was willing to sacrifice Callum, which would also mean sacrificing herself. But what if Rayla was pregnant? That would complicate everything. Not only would she be sacrificed, but a child as well.

Callum has already admitted that he would do anything for her, even after 'promising' he would choose the greater good. But what about Rayla? Would she be less self-sacrificial if she were carrying a child? Would she still be willing to kill Callum if it meant their child would never meet him? Because one thing is sacrificing her happiness with him; another is taking the father away from their child.

Of course, Rayla doesn’t want to hurt Callum, but she was willing to respect his wishes in Nova. How much would that change after seven years and with a baby on the way? Maybe Rayla would feel even more motivated to save him. While I do believe she would still try to save him regardless, having a child might really strengthen her resolve.

Leola (and her last wish)

Of course, we get the sweet ending of Arc 2. It’s not just a regular episode or the season finale, but the end of an entire arc that’s leading into a new one.

And what do we get in the end? Callum and Rayla sharing a sweet moment, followed by a shot of Leola's Last Wish in the sky. Leola’s wish was for every child to know they are loved. Of course, this message isn’t just related to Rayllum—it’s for Leola, and for all the children in their universe. It’s a message for the audience, but I don’t think it’s a coincidence that this star has been related to Rayllum, twice.

The first time we learned about Leola's Last Wish was also during a moment where Callum and Rayla shared something sweet. To me, that feels like foreshadowing of them having children and loving them, just as Leola wished. This star and her wish could have appeared in any other scene of the show, but it was shown alongside Rayllum.

Leola was a child who was different and killed unfairly. In the end, Rayllum’s future child(ren) will also be different, but their parents and everyone around them will love them, and hopefully, a tragedy like that won’t happen again. I think there could be some really interesting parallels between Leola and a potential Rayllum child, especially when considering the conflict between Callum and Aaravos. With Callum being a father too, it would definitely make things more… complicated? Or maybe more interesting? Aaravos would certainly find a way to use it to his advantage.

The reveal of Leola's Last Wish at the end is very similar to something, wanna know what? exactly,

Callum finding his one truth (his love for Rayla). Them both embracing and making light (AKA life).

Also as a friend pointed out, it looks like an egg. AN EGG. AN E G G.

Maybe we will see this sweet scene once more, but with Rayla and Callum this time. Wouldn't that be sweet?

This is my speculation and weirdness, Aaron.

[jifanjiang0710]

Dinner with the Stellaron Hunters

yandere kafka x reader x yandere blade

“SILVER WOLF!”

Your fists start to hurt from all the pounding. She’s locked her door again. “Time for dinner!” She can definitely hear you. Whether she responds or not is her choice.

“Boss fight!” She yells back.

“Come downstairs quickly!” Scurrying down the flight of stairs, you stop at Blade’s room. An ominous reddish glow is emitting from under the door, reeking of death… or is it your imagination? You raise your hand to knock, before a voice from behind sends chills down your spine.

“What are you doing?”

Turning to meet his scowling visage, ever-unchanging (SW likened him to an NPC), you see Blade glaring down at you, and neither of you speak.

“…dinnertime.”

He slinks off.

You groan irritably. You do everything in this house. Thankfully, Kafka is already at the table.

After a quick scan of the seating, you heave a sigh of relief. There is a seat at the table between Kafka and Blade. Thank the aeons. As you head for the spot, Silver Wolf plops herself down onto the chair in all her glory, eyes not leaving the handheld console. You stare dumbfounded for a minute, partly at the audacity, the rest a growing conflict arising from within you.

The most vexing decision of the night: sitting next to Kafka, or Blade. Only one party can be sated, and the other will then shower you with the fruits of their displeasure for the rest of the night. Tread lightly in this delicate situation.

Choose Kafka, who lets her fingers glide up your thighs, particularly when you are drinking; who whispers vile things in your ear as you try to focus instead on the noises from Silver Wolf’s console; who sometimes holds a spoon to your mouth and expects you to say ahh...

Or choose Blade, who barely tries to hide his growing fascination with you at this point; whose fiery eyes bore into you carrying a heavy sort of intensity that cannot be described; who you know has no qualms about cornering Kafka’s favourite pet and finding out just what makes you so special to her.

The purple-haired woman notices your hesitance, chuckling breathily. She takes the initiative to beckon you over, with a single curl of her fingers. You trot towards her, deeming her, just for tonight, the lesser of two evils. Then you catch sight of his gaze. It’s a warning and a threat, all expressed within a single flash of the eyes.

“What’s wrong, little one?”

“I- I….” You feel yourself starting to sweat at this minor conundrum. How can you defy a direct order from Kafka?

She sighs, evidently disappointed at your lack of decisiveness. “Oh, go on. I’m sure Bladie deserves you for just one night, with how long he has been eyeing up what’s mine.”

The tension builds, and you bite your tongue. That sentence was biting, indirectly instigating another cold war between both hunters. So, gathering up stray remnants of courage you take a seat next to him.

The atmosphere is even more strained.

“Ah…how is your hand?” You direct the question to the man sitting beside you, glare turning less pointed. “Has it healed?”

“Yeah,” SW says suddenly, accusatory. “How is your hand?”

He sighs, irked. “Still healing. Isn’t it obvious?” For it was still wrapped in bandages.

“Blade, our supply of bandages is depleting. The others need them too. Is it really necessary to cover your torso?” He can very well heal himself should the need arise, and any pretense on his part is to avoid having to game with Silver Wolf. Blade ignores you, as if you’d committed a crime against him personally.

Kafka is unusually quiet.

You chide Silver Wolf to finish off her broccoli.

“Oh dear. Little one?”

Her sudden shift of attention to you makes you jump. “Yes, Kafka?”

“Will you be a dear and run off to fetch a cloth for me? I seem to have spilt some soup onto my lap.”

Blade watches intently as you fuss over her, asking whether there are burns, if she is alright, and run off to pour another bowl for her.

His fists clench, tightening around the bowl. “That was intentional.”

“What an astute observation, Bladie. And do you keep your uninjured hand bandaged so my little one may continue clouding their pretty little head with concern for you?”

“They do not enjoy being toyed with, treated like the fragile doll you make them to be.”

“And they don’t seem to like treading on eggshells whenever you are in the vicinity either, or stared down in the way a rabid beast would reserve for its prey.”

“You think you are almighty, Kafka-”

“Oh, but I am. Everything I orchestrate, as I predict, shall come to fruition.”

“Just because you claim control over me, you will not be the most powerful, nor the most infallible. You know just as well as I do, Kafka, and even you cannot deny it. [Name] would be better off anywhere but with you.”

“And if Elio were to say otherwise? Will you continue deluding yourself in such pitiful manner?”

A sharp noise of a crack emanates as the bowl chips under his grip. “…very well.” Blade says, after a second of contemplation. He looks up at the woman opposite of him, the intensity of his gaze like piercing wind, “Let us ask Elio.”

Kafka does not answer, but the slight stiffen of her lower lip speaks volumes. She crosses her arms.

“Listen, Bladie-”

“Enough! Kafka, what did I say about commanding Blade? And Blade, that’s the third one you’ve broken this month. Please be more careful.” The two tear their gazes away from each other.

“My mistake, little one,” Kafka responds breathily, as though this matter were of minimal importance to her.

“I think I cut my finger from the shard,” says Blade.

You turn towards him, raising an eyebrow. He clears his throat, trying to appear innocuous. “…it hurts.”

“Do you need a bandage? You seem to have an abundance of it.” A petty remark by that woman, intent on having your attention solely focused on her.

He meets your eyes. “It still hurts.” On the surface, what with his deadpan expression, it sounds like a command, an order to tend to me. You hear it for what it really is, a plea for attention.

“Aw, fine. Give me your hand. Where does it hurt?”

Kafka’s turn to watch on as you examine his (supposedly) injured finger. You feel an odd sensation of impending doom…

“May I be excused?” Without giving you time to respond, the young gamer stands, tossing her plate into the sink and scampering upstairs once again. You look down and see that your own bowl has been piled suspiciously high with vegetables.

This girl… You sigh, but do not protest this time.

For the night, the Stellaron hunters disperse.

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On a more wholesome note:

His phone buzzes. Fumbling a bit with the home screen, he swipes. It’s a message from Kafka.

That Woman: Kys

She receives a reply in return.

Bladie: One day I will.

‘I can only eagerly await that day’

‘As will I.’

‘You’re lying, Bladie~’

‘What.’

‘You no longer want to die, do you?’

‘Good night.’

‘Ah, don’t chicken out. They make you, for the first time in a long time, want to live. I can tell. You’re intrigued.’ ‘…’ ‘Hello?!’ ‘Leaving me on read again?’

He sets the phone down, sighing deeply.

The window shutters are half closed, swaying gently in the breeze. There is a dim starlight scattering the night sky. It reminds him of a home he had lost a long time ago. The wind picks up, blowing away a stray strand of hair off his shoulder.

He does not know how he got there, but his shadow looms over your room door. After some hesitation, he knocks.

[guiltypleasureswriting]

The minister pointed his finger at Harry and he felt a flash of fear in his chest. “The poison in your wine could only have come from him, Your Majesty! Your consort is trying to kill you!” It wasn’t true, he hadn’t poisoned the wine. In fact, he was shocked to think, that he would rather drink the goblet full before Draco got a chance at a single drop. He just hoped Draco knew that. 

“No,” Draco said as he stood gracefully from his throne. The light from the torches on the wall flickered and reflected off his pale hair. The precious stones and silver thread woven into his doublet glittered and his deep green cape draped elegantly from his shoulders. He shone with power as he stepped forward to tower over the minister.  “If my husband wished to kill me he would look me in the eye and push a dagger into my chest.”

The minister staggered back at the conviction in his king’s voice but before he tripped, Draco grabbed him by the collar. “You dare accuse my consort, Haveron?” He whispered in a deadly voice. “You murmur lies into the ears of my people. You sow doubt.” The minister was shaking in the King’s grasp. “You have a wicked tongue but you have lost yourself in desperation.” Draco released him with a shove and wiped his hand on his doublet like simply touching the man would infect him. “I will have no more of it; you are to leave my kingdom at once.” 

Draco ordered the guards to escort the minister out and then strode away from his throne. As he passed Harry, he met his eyes but no expression crossed his face. Harry followed him into his chambers. Draco stood in front of the hearth while Harry took a seat on the plump green chair facing him. 

“You did not poison me.” Draco stated not looking away from the flames. 

“I did not.” Harry replied. 

“Why?” 

“As you said, sire, I would rather look you in the eye.” 

Draco hummed and turned to look at Harry. “So then, who put that poison in my cup?”

“I thought the minister did.”

Draco huffed and swept his cape as he settled into the chair next to Harry’s. He titled his head, cheek turned slightly into his shoulder and settled his gaze on Harry.

“No, Haveron does not have the fortitude to carry out such a task.” 

Harry grunted in disbelief and grumbled, “He had the fortitude to accuse me of treason in front of your court.” 

Draco smiled, “Do not worry, my dear. I never suspected you.”

“You expected me to commit such a crime until very recently.” Harry said pointedly.

Draco grimaced and sighed. “I am sorry we had such a turbulent start.” 

“Yes well, a turbulent start is to be expected when you are married off to your family's sworn enemy.”

Reaching out a hand, Draco brushed a bit of hair from Harry’s forehead and then lightly trailed his fingers down his cheek. He smiled softly and murmured, “We’re not enemies anymore, are we Harry?” 

Harry nudged his cheek into Draco’s open palm and smiled back. “No, we are not.” Draco’s fingers rested over Harry’s pulse point and Harry brushed a kiss on his palm before taking his hand from his cheek. Harry held his hand in one of his own with the palm facing upward. With his other hand, he traced his fingers over the lines in Draco’s hand. Then, once again, he bent his head and placed a purposeful kiss on Draco’s hand. 

“It is getting late.” Draco said softly. “Let us rest. We will worry about assasination attempts in the morning.” 

Harry nodded and stood with Draco, their hands still clasped together as he followed him into their bed. 

Wrapped in the warmth of the dying hearth and his lover’s arms, Harry felt he could relax and forget impending war and the attempts on his husband’s

life. Feeling safe, he drifted away to sleep. 

But the peace did not last long.

Harry was woken in the early hours of the morning by pounding on the door and a voice crying out, “My King! My King, you must wake up!” Draco groaned at the noise and tightened his grip on Harry. His bare arm was draped over Harry’s waist as they slept with their legs tangled together. 

“What is it?” Draco called out to the voice.

“An emergency, Your Highness! A rider returned with news of an army marching this way, only a day out.”

Draco jolted out of bed pulled on a nightshirt whispering, “Fuck, fuck.” to himself. Harry was barely given a chance to follow his husband’s example and cover himself before Draco was throwing open the wooden door to their chambers. The voice that had woken them belonged to a nervous looking courier. He wore a simple tunic and breeches and held a piece of parchment in his left hand and a torch in his right. “Whose army approaches?” 

The couriers tembled, “I do not know, sire. I was just told to wake you and deliver this.”  He held out the parchment for Draco to take which he did.

“Go find my advisors and Lady Pansy. Tell them to gather in the war room at once.” 

“Yes sire.” The courier skittered off. 

Draco took a deep breath and peered down at the note. Harry moved behind him quietly and placed a gentle hand on Draco’s shoulder. When he took a sudden sharp breath in through his teeth, Harry tightened his grip. “Who is it, Draco?” 

“It is Riddle’s army. But they are flying the Malfoy crest.” The air caught in Harry’s throat.

“What?” 

Draco turned and looked Harry in the eye. Harry still had one hand around Draco’s shoulder and with his free hand, he clasped Draco’s and squeezed. “It seems my father is returning for his throne.” 

It was common knowledge to the people of Slytherin that King Draco had not settled on the throne through simple inheritance. Although he was the heir, he became king while his father still lived. The story had spread quickly through the surrounding kingdoms, becoming legend in under a year. 

The Prince of Slytherin was always beloved. Although spoiled and stuck up, he was known to have a kind heart, even if he didn’t show it. He did not smile and he did not laugh, but when he was walking among the commoners, he gave children gifts of sweets and toys. Many times, when he came across a beggar, he sat with them and offered them a meal. He frequented taverns often, sitting in corners to avoid suspicion. He often struck up conversation with anyone interested to talk with him about the poor and suffering in the kingdom. He would hear the grievances of his people and promise them he would do what he could to convince the King to hear their case. 

The King of Slytherin was cruel. He hoarded wealth and ignored his people. He looked for power wherever he went and demonstrated it at every chance. He was not always a tyrant though. Before Draco was born, he was a decent ruler. Not particularly great, but he fed his people and kept up with concerns. When Queen Narcissa died in childbirth, the King was withdrawn. He handed his son off to nursemaids the moment Narcissa was gone and refused to take visitors for months. Until one day, he did take a visitor. This visitor promised the King riches and power and most of all revenge. He convinced the King it was the Kingdom of Gryffindor that caused the Queen’s death. It was a political plot by his most sworn enemies to undermine his reign once and for all. This manipulative visitor was named Tom Riddle. 

The Prince grew up knowing only love from Nursemaids and never his father. The King only treated the Prince with cold distance and discontent. He was only an heir. As the Prince grew he developed more and more hatred for his father. Draco loved his people. He wanted them to be happy and flourishing but his father did not treat the people with any respect. They were only peasants to be exploited. When the Prince came of age he found an old tome detailing an ancient Slytherin tradition. It said the only way to take the throne from the current ruler before their death was to challenge them to a duel and win. So the Prince challenged his father to a duel. It was very public, with the whole kingdom gathering to watch. And when Draco defeated his father and banished him from Slytherin along with Riddle, the people rejoiced. 

When Harry and Draco had made themselves decent and arrived in the war room, Draco’s advisors were gathered around the war map.

Other scenes:

The day Harry woke up a married man, it was cold. Very, very cold. He dressed in many layers and waited in his chambers until there came a knock at the door calling him to breakfast. When he arrived in the hall, the King was already sitting at his place at the head of the table. Harry stood awkwardly in the entryway for a moment wondering where he should sit. 

The King looked at him with a blank expression and then nodded to the chair on his right side. Harry tried for a smile that must not have looked right because the King’s features tightened for a moment before he simply looked away. After a few minutes waiting in tense silence, Harry’s aunt and uncle arrived with their son in tow. 

They entered noisily with Petunia’s shrill voice crying, “Good Morning, Your Majesty! I apologize for our lateness, we were held up by one of your servants.” Vernon’s angry griping that “If that boy knew his place we’d have no issue.”, and Dudley’s whining about how terribly hungry he was. 

Vernon sat at the end of the table opposing the King which must not have been custom because when he did so, the King tensed and glared. Petunia took her place at her husband's side and carried on saying, “Oh yes he was a horrid young man. You should look into how your servants are being treated, Your Majesty. It is clearly not with a firm enough hand.”  The King’s expression turned even harsher at the insult and opened his mouth to respond but he was interrupted.

“Mum! I’m starving, are they planning to feed us?” Dudley complained. 

“Oh Duddikins! Where is the food, sire? Surely your cooks know when to serve breakfast.” 

“They do.” The King responded, face pink with the effort of resisting his clear anger. “I’m afraid they were waiting until you arrived to serve us.” As the King said this, servants whisked in, placing plates of fruit, bread, and meat in front of them. Dudley immediately began stuffing his face making loud chewing noises. Harry saw the King make a face before becoming expressionless again. 

Starting on his breakfast, Harry simply let the annoying conversation wash over him. choosing not to participate. 

“You have so many lovely fruits, sire.” Petunia said brightly. Too bright.

The King replies, “Yes, my recent alliance with Hufflepuff has brought plentiful amounts of fruits to my kingdom.” 

“Oh yes.” Vernon said gruffly. “I heard you allied with those cowards.” 

The King gripped his knife. “Yes, I did ally with them. It has been very beneficial.”

--

“Why do you hide away in your own castle?”

“I like to have some things to myself, without my guards watching.”

“What kinds of things?” He sat beside Draco.

Draco gestured to the novel he was reading. “This. The romanticism and darkness.” Then he took Harry’s wrist and traced his veins. He looked up at Harry’s lips then brushed along the bottom lip. “And this.”

--

The smell from the gardens was strong from the rain permeating every crevice. Their hair was soaked and their clothes were bedraggled. When Draco laughed Harry thought it the most gorgeous thing he had ever heard. Like fresh rain after a drought. He slid one hand around Draco’s neck and pulled his body into Harry’s. They breathed together and smiled. Draco rested his forehead on Harry’s.

“Thank you.” Harry murmured and Draco smiled.

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I wrote this almost 3 years ago now and forgot about it and it's 1 am and I have things to do in the morning, but I found it and was reading it and was like... damn okay. So I thought I'd post it here. It was inspired by this prompt from @writing-prompt-s:

The minister pointed his finger at the queen. “The poison in your wine could only have come from her, your majesty! The queen is trying to kill you!” “No,” said the king. “If my wife wished to kill me she would look me in the eye and push a dagger into my chest.”

I also think there were other royalty and arranged marriage AUs in my head when I wrote it so if there's any similarities that's on me. I also think I had been watching Lord of the Rings so there might be some of that in there. Hope you like it!

I wouldn't say I'm back but you might hear from me again sooner than later.

[moonlight-tmd]

Continuation of idea-

So Bee and Blitz meet up and hang out in the military zone. Bee goes there pretty often, to his team's displease. He hangs out with Blitz, tells him stuff and plays games with him. usual hangout stuff... but on rare occasions, Bee would vent to blitzwing about things- Blitzwing having no trauma on his own tried his best to comfort Bee, they grew closer.

Until one day megatron comes back... real violent stuff begins to happen and everyone is on their guard. Bee warned Blitz about other Decepticons before, but Blitzwing thought he was referring to the two that kept going around wrecking stuff....

One night Megatron found Blitzwing in the military zone, Blitzwing was wary of him but he didn't seem like wanting to hurt him... Megatron on the other hand was pleased to see a mech with such power, he wanted him to join and help them- be a powerful weapon they can use to wipe out the autobots..

He tricked blitzwing into coming with him back to base and once he was in, he showed him all there was to know about Cybertron, Decepticons and the war. But most importantly how cruel the Autobots were. He talked to him, pouring poison into his thoughts until he decided to join. Megatron gave him the elemental weapon system and paired him with other Decepticons for training.

Meanwhile Bee was worried- one day he and Blitzwing were hanging out like normal, the next he could not be found anywhere. Bee searched and asked just about anyone if they seen him but to no avail... but then, he saw him at the battle field while the cons were stealing tech- he was with them, but it was different- Blitz wasn't excited to see Bee or the others at all, in fact he shot at them like the other cons. Bee tried to talk to him but he was cut off with a strike every time..

The cons got the tech and were fleeing, Blitzwing hesitated. Bee called out to him,... but Blitzwing only looked once before flying after the cons. Bee could only run after him and call before his voice faltered and he was standing there looking in the direction his dear friend flew...

Blitzwing has joined Decepticons, the thought stabbed him deep in the spark and he could do nothing but fall to his knees, tears freely falling as he quietly asked "Why?".

He couldn't believe it, why would Blitzwing turn on him? Did he do something wrong? Did he say something bad? Why did he leave? Why why why- he tried to find him, coming to the same military zone they spend so many days and nights in talking but it was empty every time. Blitzwing only showed up whenever the Decepticons struck and only fought against who he once called friend. It hurt, not just the debris from the attempted strikes but the fact that Blitzwing was attacking him…

He found him once during a patrol- he tried to talk with him... but Blitzwing was cold and said they shouldn't be friends. An argument rose, both of them yelling at each other for the crimes their factions committed- Blitzwing blaming Bee for not telling him anything about Decepticons and what Autobots did to his kind. Bee just yelled at him for leaving, going away and putting himself in a place that neither of them wanted to be in- he didn't care about the war and didn't want to fight. He blamed blitzwing for leaving him and telling him he could've stayed neutral like them, that they didn't need to fight.

"You said you didn't wanna hurt anyone but now you're hurting everyone! You hurt me!"

"Hummel-"

"I TRUSTED YOU!!"

Bee screamed, tears pouring out of his optics as he looked with the expression of deep hurt and sorrow, barely holding it together. Blitzwing just stared back silent.. Bee suddenly turned away and ran, Blitz tried to stop him but Bee only yelled at him to not talk to him and he drove as fast as he could away from the location. Blitzwing was left alone, weird mix of feelings swirling in his spark, but anger and regret being most prominent. Did he really make the right decision?

It's been weeks since they last talked, months since they last saw each other as friends. Bee was not doing okay, his team felt similar grief. Blitzwing was their friend too, they might not have been close but they cared, Bulkhead in particular was sad at the turn of events- he liked making art with Blitzwing, he finally found someone who understood him on that topic.

but none of them suffered like Bee did; Blitzwing was dear to him, he cherished every moment with him like it was the best thing ever, he liked him, more than he did everyone else. And he was painfully aware of what these emotions meant. How could Blitzwing do this to him…

Another allspark shard appeared, Decepticons were fighting and Blitzwing was there. Unlike many times before, Bee had not hesitated shooting at him. He aimed and fired away, even if it did close to no damage. The shots he’s been holding back on hurt Blitzwing’s spark way more than they did physically. They yelled, Blitzwing shot at Bee- he was cornered, he didn’t mean to.. but before he could do anything the crumbling building creaked and fell right onto the injured minibot that was in front of him… Blitzwing could do nothing but look at the rubble and a small stream of energon spilling from the crevices. He left with other Decepticons, not looking back.

The dull stirring of emotions filled him until he was back at base; he didn’t register what the warlord or the others were saying, only that at one point Megatron spoke to him and congratulated him on the kill. “Keep it up and you’ll be a great soldier one day.”

He was dismissed, Blitzwing walked back into his little cavern-room in base. Only after he reached it and closed the entrance did everything spill. Maniacal laughter filled with sorrow and pain sounded as he hit the wall over and over again, anger flooding his mind and hurt… deep hurt bloomed in his spark.. he could only sit there fuming as the tears streamed down from under the visor and he leaned on the wall defeated… he remembered the first time he and Bee met, how he saved him from the falling rubble. How kind Bee was and how amazing everything felt with him… now it was gone, the same flashback of saving Bee compared to the newly formed one of him being crushed to death- the rubble Blitzwing caused to fall… Bee was no more… he cried himself to recharge that night, regret was the only thing he felt since then…

But Bee didn’t die in the rubble- he lived, barely and in critical condition. It took so many repairs to bring him back to previous state. He wished, prayed that Blitzwing would listen to him and change his mind, but when he woke up and didn’t see him at his berthside it was like a part of him died. He hoped and once again he was fooled- someone he trusted stabbed him in the spark twice,. he couldn’t take it, it hurt so much… if it wasn’t for the others being around and comforting him he didn’t know if he would make it.

Then something happened- Megatron decided to march on and try to take the Allspark at last. Half the city was evacuated and the Sumdac Tower was turned into a holding place for the crystal. The fight was brutal, Elite Guard with Autobots fighting with all that Megatron had in store… Blitzwing fought, he didn’t have another choice, he shot away without a thought, there was no way back… but then he saw it, the small yellow mech fighting with another con- Bumblebee- he was alive. Blitzwing stood there staring in shock as emotion rushed through him, he only snapped out of it once he saw the con strike Bee. He rushed to them and beat the other con relentlessly. It gave one final blaster shot before blitzwing offlined it. The ruin crumbled, Bee watched the concrete fall- only to be caught by Blitzwing. He struggled to keep it up, Bee just looked at him with confusion and disbelief- “I’m not making the same mistake again.” Blitzwing choked out as he pushed the rubble off at last. They looked at one another with unclear emotions, an explosion disrupted their moment and Blitzwing rushed to help the Autobots alongside Bee. He fought and fended off his emblem-kin, Megatron called him yelling about his betrayal, Blitzwing only shot at him. The fight was coming to an end- cons were killed or arrested and Megatron made one final stand- Blitzwing and Bee were fighting on the sidelines when Optimus declared victory via comms by arresting the warlord- even without the leader the leftover cons fought- Bee was caught off guard…

When Team Prime was regrouping in the battle field they heard a voice calling for help and then saw Blitzwing, carrying heavily injured Bee, yelling for help. Ratchet wasted no time running to them and treating Bee as much as he could in Blitz’s arms. Sentinel tried to arrest Blitz but was stopped by Optimus and Bulkhead…

They rushed back to base, Blitzwing couldn’t be by Bee’s side while Ratchet operated so he just sat in front of medbay, curled up against the wall, waiting.. Prowl came up to him and placed his servo on his arm as if to soothe him “He’ll be okay, Bee’s tougher than he looks.” he said, Blitzwing only looked at him for a moment before his optic drifted to the floor again…

When Bee woke up, everything was dark. vision slowly came to him and he was staring at the ceiling of medbay.. he felt numb, flashes of the battle played in his head as he slowly realized what must’ve happened. he tried to sit up but was quickly found rather limited to movement. He looked around and to his surprise- Blitzwing was there, at the edge of the medberth. Sat on the floor and propped up on the berth to sleep- his helm leaned heavily on Bee’s stabilizers while a giant servo held onto Bee’s. Bee stared at him for a while before slowly reaching out his other servo and petting him helm. A loud purr sounded as he pet Blitz, making Bee smile at the adorable display. Blitzwing must’ve woken up cuz soon after his helm shot up as he realized someone was touching him- he saw Bee and wasted almost no time quickly but gently pulling him into a hug. He apologized over and over again, saying that Bee was right and he was stupid for siding with Megatron. Bee leaned back enough to look into Blitz’s optics, both of them held that vulnerable softness.. Bee reached out as gently put his hand on Blitz’s cheek, a warm smile made its way on Bee’s face- the same affection Blitz remembered seeing before all of this happened. He leaned down and pressed his helm against Bee’s, both silent and content, relief and warm filled their sparks and they remained close. Little did they know Ratchet and the rest stood by the medbay door watching them, peaceful expressions on their faces.

Blitzwing has decided to join the team and got his own room in the plant. Bee was so happy Blitz was gonna stay around, they were gonna have so much fun and see each other so often! It was amazing, both of them were so happy to spend time with one another- Bee taught Blitz to play video games with him and Blitz took Bee on flights. Then one of their date-not-dates Bee could not hold any longer- they were chatting by the lake shore, sun setting in the distance and it was just the two of them in the secluded spot they found. Blitz was in the middle of telling a story that happened to him and bulk when Bee leaned closer and kissed him. Blitz, taken by surprise, only hesitated a second before relaxing and returning the kiss with the same tenderness. Bee pulled away and whispered without a thought “I love you.” in the sweetest tone Blitzwing has ever heard.

They stayed in that spot until the dark, holding one another close and saying sweet things. Then cuddled to recharge in Blitzwing’s berth and shared sweet morning kisses the next day. The others knew there was something between the two but now it was clear the two were a couple. Of course there was a little teasing when Blitz mindlessly kissed Bee’s cheek in front of the others but they were happy for them. 

[marymary-diva17]

A marriage of peace and political (3)

zuko x reader x male mai

The daughter that had been gone for many years had finally come home, arriving back at the nation of her birth. It had been so many years she had laid eyes on her people and they had laid eyes on her. She was no longer the young woman that had been married off for peace, she was a woman,wife, and mother, lady or fire nation and southern water tribe. She had become that is respect and trusted by all of the nation, she had master her skills in bending and ruling a nation as well.

Y/n " ......."

Sokka " there have been reports of former fir nation prisoners being released in numbers"

y/n " well yes it had been discussed those how didn't commit crimes that are very bad and make them a danger to the public, have been released and allowed to start over"

sokka " oh"

y/n " yes most of them have started brand new lives in earth kingdom"

katara " you seem to know alot about this"

y/n " I was the on who made the idea and spoke about to the fire nation council, and they have approved of it"

aang " that a wonderful idea y/n giving other a chance in life again"

y/n " yes"

earth king " lady y/n I will like to ask you about trade between the earth kingdom and fire nation, as my nation will like to use more metal in our stuff"

y/n " well your majesty you are in luck there are some companies that will, love to do with you company with a great deal in to them as well"

earth king " we can make that happen"

bato " it seems like thing have been going well for you in the fire nation, four sons and the title of lady y/n"

y/n " yes after the war had ended change had to come it was not easy, and slow at first but we are getting there"

hakoda " if you don't mind me asking how has the former fire lord been after that fight between him and the avatar" there had been uprising because of ozai which ended bad for him in the end, and good for everyone else.

sokka " yes the fire nation had taken him away"

y/n " he been placed under arrest in the nation watched closely, he can no longer bending after aang had taken it away"

aang " sorry about that"

y/n " it okay zuko and azula rule together as one"

toph " wow you think they will be fighting for the crown and title"

y/n " they haven't it seems like they came to terms that their father had used them"

katara " that good"

hakoda " has he meet the boys"

y/n " yes he has under the watch of zuko,azula, and iroh they don't trust him and either do I"

noble man " so the evil fire lord got to see the grandchildren before her own father"

y/n " my dear sir will you like to say that louder"

noble man " oh no I didn't mean it like ..."

y/n " I know how you meant it dear sir"

sokka " sister sorry about that"

y/n " it okay"

squire " excuse me the kyohsi warriors have arrived"

hakoda " that kyohis warriors"

squire " yes chef they ar the guards of your daughter and grandchildren"

sokka " that means suki with them let them in please" soon the door open and soon walked in suki and some of her warriors.

y/n " suki welcome I'm guessing my husbands sent you to come"

suki " y/n hello and yes I and some of the women came to, see you and my nephews where are they"

y/n " being their usual selves like always"

sokka " sukki welcome"

suki " sokka it good to see you are doing well" sukki had given sokka a cold glare.

hakoda " welcome ladies you will be our guests while you are all here guarding my daughter and grandson, I have warriors here if you need help"

kyohsi warrior " where has been for the last couple years oh yes here"

suki " I and my warriors are honored to be here and if we need help we will ask"

sokka " well I think we can call the meeting of day one to an end"

hakoda " yes I hope to have discussions with the fire lords and other fire nation officials"

y/n " you will father I will make sure of it" you had looked at your father and bowed your head in respect to the room and they did the same as well. You soon left the room with the kyoshi warriors following you as well.

suki " we have thought you will need some support against them"

y/n " thank you it going to be a very long time here"

y/n " let go find the boys" you soon started walking down the steps towards the village center.

????? " hey y/n wait up" you had heard your name getting called your siblings and their friends soon showed up, they race to meet you on the finally step.

katara " we were wondering if we can come with you"

y/n " oh"

sokka " well we haven't been with you in so many years we missed so much in your life"

toph " yes snow princess and it seems like sugar queen and boomerang boy have been dying to get to know their nephews, a bit more"

aang " yes we will love to get to now them knowing that I might be their uncle in the future"

katara " yes aang speaks the truth"

suki " i don't thin that a good idea...."

y/n " it okay suki you all can come with us to find the boys" you soon stepped off the finally step along with everyone else, you were trying to see the boys.

kid " hey come on we have to go see this match"

kid 2 " I'm coming I'm coming"

kid 3 " this will be so cool"

sokka " hey what going on here"

kid 4 " there this battle going to take place between some of boys here and some boys that arrived here for the event" you right away knew the other boys are your sons.

katara " we should go see what this is all about"

y/n " I have a feeling" the group of adults made their way to see what was the matter, and soon saw your four boys across from some other kids.

sokka " what going on here"

teen " just a friendly match that all we have been doing it all day while the adults are talking"

sokka " oh my spirts"

hakoda " what with all the chaos here"

sokka " dad it seems like the kids have found a way to keep themselves entertained by some matches"

hakoda " you all wish to battle these boys form fire nation"

crowd " fire nation boys"

hakoda " yes these boys are from very high rank family"

teen 2 " so they are nobility"

Muko " well yes and no"

hakoda " are you boys sure about this match this is way different here as it being snow, you might not be used to the environment"

izo " well I think we will do well"

uze " it seems like a good match as we been watching the rest and study"

man " study my boys here are good benders from our family they can take on anyone"

hakoda " boys are you sure about this"

muko,izo, and uze " yes" the three boys looked at their mother brother who seem, not to care that much about this whole situation.

zoja " I don't care it will be fun to knock down egotistical people down a bit"

teen 3 " you think you are going to beat us"

zoja " maybe"

muko " maybe we enter the battle sir as this is your tribe" hakoda looked at you as you nodded your head.

hakoda " sure"

y/n " boys remember what you father, aunt, uncles, and mother have helped you learn"

the boys " yes lady y/n"

suki " this is going to be interesting" everyone had taken their seats and started watching the battle began.

teen " we will go easy on you four"

zoja " oh we will make sure to go easy on you not wishing to humiliate you all front of everyone watching"

teen " huh ... ahhh" the first teen had soon been pinned against a ice wall by some draggers. These draggers belong to uze who was now smiling at the boy.

izo " lets go" izo and muko soon went after two of the fire bending at them, making the boys lost thier balance and soon fall down a small hole.

zoja " now are you going to give up or do we have to fight"

teen 4 " I will never back down" zoji had tossed some draggers at the boy but he missed it, which was part of zoja plan as the man had ran at him soon hitting his legs soon sending the boy falling to the ground.

teen 4 " hey I can't move what did you do"

zoja " found your pressure points dont worry I will fix it" zoji had undone what he did, the boy could move his legs again but had soon been pinned down a dragger in his shirt sleeve.

muko " mother did we make your proud" everyone was looking at you as the boys looked at you.

y/n " good job"

katara " that was amazing they moved so fast like it was nothing"

sokka " wait so muko and izo can bend fire while uze and zoja are no bender but fight like Mao and ...."

suki " ty lee had taught all the boys here skills of taking down enemies"

katara " those were some water bending moves"

y/n " yes I taught them that"

aang " that amazing"

hakoda " that was amazing boys"

y/n " yes I proud of you all and it seems like iroh has helped you all learn some new moves as well"

zoja " yes and over some tea and wisdom" the boys soon help the other boys up and free from their traps.

muko " good match maybe in our rematch you can beat us"

teen " you have a deal and you taught us a good lesson thank you"

uze " your welcome"

suki "good jobs it seems like you are taking our lessons well"

the boys " aunt suki" the boys had ran to go greet thier aunt happy to see she was here.

sokka " wait so you knew of them this whole time"

suki ' yes as guard to the royal family I got to be there for your sister and them, when you were here helping the world"

uze " aunt suki had helped us learn some combat skills, wait so you are the guy she meet many years ago that was being rude and mad at women had beat him in combat"

sokka " oh you kids have bene told about that"

zoja " yes we have heard many things about you all from our mother and others"

katara " I hope they were all good things"

Muko " oh yes some good thing here and there"

y/n " come on children there is some place I wish to take you all" the kids had nodded their heads, and soon followed you outside form the village and towards some grave sites.

y/n " hello mother and gran gran I have come home it has been so long, since I was here but I haven't come alone I have brought my children as well .... I have a wonderful marriage and wonderful family as well" you had bowed your head toward the two graves and the kids had done the same as well.

katara " mom will be so proud of you sister she will be proud of us all"

y/n " yes she will be proud"

hakoda " yes she will be proud of our family and now we have four new members to add to the family" the boys had looked at each other and soon back at hakoda.

katara " dinner will be served later today will you and the children care to join us"

y/n " kids do you feel like having a family dinner"

muko " we will love that mom"

y/n " well then it agreed on we will love to come"

aang " good there will be meat options and vegetation as well, so there will be many cheese"

izo " thank you for telling us that avatar aang"

aang " you can call me aang boys" the boys had nodded their heads later on family dinner had been served, the boys seem to be having a good time.

katara " y/n are you really happy in your relationship with zuko and Mao, you did marry them after all that happened between the avatar team and them"

y/n " yes I'm happy with them katara and I was there as well during some of the moments of war, I have learned to forgive them and see them in good light"

katara " oh"

y/n " so when we will be expecting another but for you and aang this time around"

katara " we have been talking about marriage but the question hasn't been asked yet"

y/n " don't worry he will ask soon and I know your marriage will be good"

katara " thank you sister and when I get married I will love you and your family to be there as well, and maybe the boys will have cousins to play with in the future"

y/n " yes that will be wonderful"

katara " are you planning to have another kid or this four enough"

y/n " well yes I will love one more kid to added to my family and I have a feeling this time it will be water bender"

katara " that will be amazing to see my sister"

y/n " yes it will be" you had smiled while driving some tea and keeping up conversation with your sister and the others. It was easy to tell there was some unspoken tension between suki and sokka. The feast had come to end and everyone was heading back to their rooms they will be staying.

Hakoda " y/n I'm really happy you came home it has been to long, since you were here"

y/n " yes it has father"

sokka " maybe when you are here to we can see if you can talk you into staying here a bit longer"

Izo " staying here"

y/n " thank you brother but I will need to have that discussion with my husbands and the kids, before think about a matter of moving and them being the heirs of nation will not be easy"

sokka " yes we understand sister"

suki " we will be taking you back to where you are staying and it not far from us as well"

y/n " thank you good night everyone" you soon bowed your head toward your family and the rest of avatar team, as you had been escorted to where you will be staying with the kids. The boys had bene helped out of their clothes by the servants and soon went off to bed.

suki " what are you doing"

y/n " writing a letter to my husbands, my sister in law, and Iroh giving them an update of what happen today and hoping one of them will come a day sooner"

suki " that a good idea"

y/n " so you and sokka is that still a close scroll or no"

suki " i don't know things didn't end well between me and him, and I still haven't found a way to forgive him"

y/n " I understand suki but thank you for coming here"

suki " anything for my friend I will be retiring for the night but not far away, I also made a route for the guards to switch shifts tonight ... but we also have water tribe guards as well"

y/n " thank you suiki sleep well" suki soon left you had gotten done with the letters and rolled them up, as you walked towards the message hawk and place the rolled up letters into it hold.

y/n " be safe flying back home friend to the fire nation palace" the hawk soon took off into the air leaving the southern water tribe and the freezing north. You had soon got dressed for bed and laid in the bed, praying the rest of the time here will be good. There had been some news you had kept from everyone, that was meant to be shared later on but that might not go to plan after all. Right now your duty was to keep the peace for the two nation, and make sure you children stay safe as well. Just maybe you will be able to rebuild your relationship with your family and tribe, and everything will be god juts mayeb indeed.

[himeofshyness]

Summary: Sebastian wakes up in the middle of the night to find his pregnant farmer wife, Aleia, indulging in her latest bizarre craving.

The farmhouse was bathed in moonlight, its wooden beams creaking softly in the stillness of the night. The air outside was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine and distant ocean waves. Inside, everything was peaceful except for the subtle rustling of blankets and the faint creak of the bed as Aleia carefully slid out from under Sebastian’s arm.

She moved with practiced stealth, her roseate hair swaying as she tiptoed toward the door. But even with her best efforts, Sebastian stirred, his hand instinctively reaching for her in his half-asleep daze. Instead of warmth, he was met with cool, empty sheets. His brows furrowed. Sleepy or not, he knew Aleia was supposed to be there.

Dragging himself up, Sebastian ran a hand through his tousled dark plum hair, exhaling as he rubbed his face. With sluggish movements, he padded barefoot out of the room, eyes scanning the dimly lit hallway. The bathroom light was off. That ruled out his first guess.

Then, faintly, the warm glow of the kitchen flickered under the door.

Sebastian squinted. At this hour?

With quiet steps, he approached, pushing the door open slightly.

There, under the kitchen’s soft golden light, stood Aleia, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she hunched over the counter, caught in the act. Her cheeks were puffed up, stuffed with something. And in her hand? A piece of watermelon.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “Cravings again?”

Aleia turned toward him, blinking innocently as she struggled to chew. “Mhm!” she garbled, before finally swallowing. “I needed this.”

Sebastian let out a breathy chuckle, crossing his arms as he leaned against the doorframe. “Watermelon?”

She nodded enthusiastically. “It’s so juicy and sweet.” Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she reached behind her and grabbed—oh dear Yoba!—a jar of mayonnaise.

Sebastian’s expression immediately dropped.

“Oh no.” he muttered, dread settling in. “Not this again.”

Aleia grinned mischievously. “Oh yes.”

Without hesitation, she unscrewed the lid and like it was the most normal thing in the world, tilted the jar back, taking a long sip of mayonnaise like it was a gourmet beverage.

Sebastian visibly recoiled. “ALEIA, WHY?”

She smacked her lips, sighing in contentment. “I dunno, Sebby. It just hits different.”

Sebastian stared at her, absolutely appalled. “You used to do that before pregnancy, and I thought maybe, just maybe, you’d grow out of it. But no. No. The baby is only enabling you.”

Aleia shrugged before nonchalantly dipping her watermelon slice into the mayo and taking a delighted bite.

Sebastian looked personally betrayed. “That’s an abomination.”

Aleia gasped dramatically. “Excuse me? This is peak cuisine.”

“That is sacrilegious.” Sebastian countered.

“Oh, and you’re one to talk?” Aleia huffed, setting down her watermelon and crossing her arms. “You eat cold sashimi straight from the fridge at 2 AM like some kind of gremlin and think I’m the weird one?”

Sebastian opened his mouth to argue but then paused. Damn. She had a point.

“That’s completely different.” he muttered.

Aleia smirked. “Mhm. Keep telling yourself that.”

Sebastian exhaled sharply before stepping closer, slipping his arms around her waist. Despite the culinary war crimes she was committing, he still pressed a soft kiss to her temple. “You are so lucky I love you.” he murmured against her hair.

Aleia giggled, nuzzling into him. “I know.”

Sebastian’s hands found their way to her slightly rounded belly, rubbing slow, soothing circles. “How’s our little night owl?” he asked softly.

Aleia hummed, resting her free hand over his. “Oh, just making sure I never sleep again,” she teased. “Apparently, our kid is a night creature like their dad.”

Sebastian smirked. “At least they take after me in something.”

Aleia rolled her eyes before nudging him playfully. “You’re really clingy, you know that?”

“You like it.”

“…I do.” she admitted with a grin.

Sebastian glanced at the counter. “So, is it just the watermelon or should I prepare myself for something worse?”

Aleia chewed her lip, suddenly looking very guilty.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes. “Aleia… what else did you eat?”

She hesitated before mumbling, “Pickles.”

Sebastian nodded slowly. “Okay, not too bad.”

“With peanut butter.”

His expression dropped. “Oh, no.”

“…And a little bit of hot sauce.”

Sebastian groaned. “Sweetheart, that’s not food.”

Aleia pouted, poking his chest. “Says the guy who hoards pumpkin soup like a dragon and refuses to share.”

Sebastian gasped, placing a hand over his heart in mock offense. “Hey. That soup is sacred.”

Aleia grinned triumphantly before finishing off the last bite of her cursed watermelon. “There. Now I’m good.”

Sebastian sighed, shaking his head. “Alright, come on, weird cravings queen. Let’s get you back to bed before you start dipping pumpkin soup in ranch dressing.”

“…That’s actually not a bad idea.”

Sebastian groaned.

With a laugh, Aleia wrapped her arms around his neck. “You love me.” she teased.

Sebastian kissed her forehead. “That’s the only reason I’m putting up with this.”

Hand in hand, they walked back to their room, the dim glow of the kitchen light fading behind them. As they curled up under the covers, Sebastian wrapped his arms around her again, his warmth chasing away the night’s chill.

“Good night, my love,” he murmured against her hair.

Aleia smiled sleepily, snuggling into his chest. “Night, Sebby.”

The farmhouse settled back into silence, the moonlight casting a soft glow over them. And despite the absolute madness of her cravings, Sebastian knew one thing for certain.

He wouldn’t trade any of this for the world.

[lets-try-some-writing]

Patient 1: Pretender Optimus Prime. (Ft. Pretender Bumblebee) Author's note: Enjoy my dear friend! I hope you enjoy it <3

Orion stumbled out of the portal, looking back at it for a brief moment as it disappeared. Where was he now? He got up, dusted off some sand that got on him, and adjusted his medkit. No matter where he was, he would help whoever. Decepticon or otherwise. That’s what a good medical bot in training would do! No matter the circumstances, they always help others. His fuel storage growled at him, notifying him that he hasn’t eaten in a good bit. He got out a small energon cube and from his medkit, munching on it as he walked around the area. He wasn’t getting any large energon signals.. As if yet. By this point he was prepared for anything! Nothing would scare him, or so he hoped. He hasn’t encountered anything too terrifying yet. 

He jumped in surprise when he spotted a yellow and black blur run past him, he calmed his nerves (or he attempted to) as he glanced in the direction where the thing ran off to.. “?” He sensed a presence behind him, and he yelped a bit as he turned to face the figure, “AH-” There was Bumblebee, or well this universe’s Bee, not expecting to see such a small bot here. He thought it was solely his and his sire’s territory. He wasn’t much of a threat.. His sire wouldn’t like it if he just attacked for no reason. He beeped at him, “Hello!.. I didn’t expect to see anyone here.” Orion Pax managed to recollect himself as he stood proudly, or tried to make himself less of a threat. He wasn’t that at all in hindsight, but he was blindly following his mentor’s advice, “Hello there.. Sorry, you scared me there for a second!” He said that he was taught to say, “I am an in-training medical officer, Orion Pax.” Bumblebee seemed hesitant, this bot could be anyone. He looked at Orion’s optics.. Oh. It was just a bot, still. He was on a bit of an edge. 

“Bumblebee.” 

Orion nodded, “Oh! You must be this universe’s bumblebee!” He noticed an injury on the pretender’s leg, a small-ish cut, but it could still get infected with ease due to the sandy environment. He was not aware that this wasn’t a normal bot, the different mouth certainly tipped him off, but he was still a bit oblivious. Even if he knew he would still help. He said quickly, “I can help with that, I’m licensed with taking care of cuts like that!” He knelt down and opened his medkit, “Just stay still and I can help you.” Bumblebee looked a bit skeptical ‘this universe’s bumblebee’? It’s clear that this autobot didn’t belong here.. But he was so nice. Still, his sire taught him well and he didn’t let his guard down fully. Orion spoke as he delicately took care of the pretender’s injury, patching up any visible fuel lines and using a spare piece of metal to cover it like a temporary bandage, “I need to talk to this universe’s Optimus. Knowing him, he’s probably hurting and needs my help!” Bumblebee stared at him, “Why?” Orion said with confidence, “I sorta been sent around the multiverse, I’ve met a bunch of primes before! Like one of them is a morally grey jester god who may have committed war crimes but he’s very nice. His optics are so pretty I wish I could show you a picture..” The pretender was more than a bit confused, ‘morally grey jester god’? He honestly didn’t want to know. 

Orion continued, “I want to help them because I'm a medic, to give them a good checkup! That’s what we do. We help people. No matter what, no matter if they aren’t truly cybertronians, or done hideous things. Because we care!” 

“Medic in training.”

“Besides that, we help everyone!” Orion got up from the floor, “You're all fixed, I suggest asking your ratchet to fix you up fully, as this is only a temporary fix.” ”Thank you..”  Orion smiled, “Sorry, couldn’t let you keep walking or running like that!” “It’s fine… You care too much y'know..” Orion tilted his head in confusion, “‘care too much’? That’s sorta my job, being a medic is tedious and exhausting, but it’s worth it to see your patients smile!” Bumblebee patted him on the head, Orion accepted it happily and asked again, “now that I've helped you, can you help me find Optimus?”

“It’s the least I could do for you.. Medic.”  

Well, it wasn’t that much of a search as heavy footsteps walked towards them. Bumblebee got excited naturally at the signature of his sire and chittered happily, “Sire!” 

The older pretender was worried about his kin because he didn’t return from the hunting grounds on time. He assumed he forgot, which was fine but he just wanted to check in on his baby.

He froze when he saw Orion, and the two stared at each other a bit as Bumblebee hugged his leg. Optimus patted his larva on the head gently as Orion mentally prepared himself. “Hello there.. Sir.” The mouth was much more noticeable for Orion, and he couldn’t help but say, “Whoa.. you look like a cool insecticon with that mouth!” he caught himself, “Sorry if that sounded rude, I just thought it was cool.” Optimus’s expression softened as he gestured for Bee to run back home, which he did without much compilants. He knelt down to Orion’s level, and spoke. His voice was deep, yet elegant at the same time. "You are little more than a larva. You pose no threat. Larva should not be left unattended."

Orion was actually a bit startled at that response, but tried to keep his ground, “L-larva?” A stutter snuck out, but tried to stay ‘fearless’. "Well I'm a medic in training, not a ‘larva’ that you speak of sir. I've been sent around the multiverse to do medical checkups! Or that's what I like to say.. last check up I did was a optical exam on mr jester god he's very nice."

"A bit off-putting but he gave me a sticker for my medkit." He exclaimed, showing the pretender a sticker of a puppy that the horror god gave him. The older pretender nodded in acknowledgement, getting up. “Come along, you are stepping on hunting grounds. I don’t want harm to come to you.”He left out the fact that this was his and his son’s hunting grounds, but didn’t want to scare the already clearly frightened Orion, he wanted this new larva to be safe as he didn’t want for his son to think of Orion as a fuel source. Orion followed behind him as they walked, Orion said only a moment later, “Do you have time for a checkup? I need to do a medical exam, from the Optimuses I've meant you're probably hurting both on the inside and outside, I can’t do it inside I’m not a licensed therapist, but I am a licensed medic! I would love to help you..” “You never told me your designation, young one.”Orion sheepishly chuckled and answered the question, “My name is Orion Pax, I'm working under my universe’s Ratchet as his mentee!” Optimus had a small smile, “It’s very pretty. As for the checkup, I wouldn’t mind a brief examination. You are quite brave, why do you care so much about beings that shouldn’t be cared about anyways?”

That wording made Orion a bit upset, “Why does everyone say that?...” he sounded frustrated. “I do it because I care! I’m a medical officer, it’s my duty to care for people. No matter what!” “I admire your gall little one, but you shouldn’t be doing this. You're so small.. Too little.”Orion spoke up, and with determination he said, “I may be small but I still got bite! Don’t assume I'm weak. I can handle myself plenty.”

Optimus’s response was to chuckle, he found it charming. To see this invader from another universe who was clearly too sweet to be here, care so much about him and try to be so brave for his ‘patient’s’ sake. “There seems to be no way to stop you, well, I can’t argue with a cybertronian medic with such a strong sense of virtue.”

Orion nodded as they stepped into the military base, Orion looked around for a brief moment. Seeing Bumblebee talking to Ratchet quite excitedly, seemingly about how Orion patched him up. 

Orion held his medkit as Optimus sat down on the examination table, Orion glanced at the clearly confused Ratchet. “Oh, you must be this universe’s Ratchet! Greetings, I am Orion Pax, a medic in training and your optimus agreed for me to give him a checkup! It’ll be quick, I promise.” He smiled, and Ratchet simply nodded, honestly unsure of what to do.

“Do not worry about him, old friend. Orion is here to ‘help me’, in his words..”Orion got out his tools, and also a little notepad as he flipped to a page that had questions to ask patients, he was in medic mode and very very serious, but this just made him look charming then not. “Alright, now these are the questions I'm supposed to ask. Any encounters with strange substances, synth-ed, dark energon, etc? Be honest with me.” “None.”“Any recent injuries on the battlefield? So I don’t accidentally touch those sensitive places while I'm patching you up.” “That.. Well, I have been struck in the back as of late. My spinel struts are a bit.. Misaligned at the bottom. My own medic has fixed it mostly but there’s still some soreness.”Orion wrote that down, “Noted, back soreness near pedic plate. Anything else?” “That’s all.”“Alright! That’s good, not much external work, but we’ll see in the checkup..” Ratchet chuckled, “You're so focused Orion.” Orion smiled proudly, “Of course! I can’t let my patients be injured by my own servos.”

The other medic nodded, seemingly impressed. This only made Orion more happy to help, if he got approval from this Ratchet, He must be doing something right! Right?

Orion got out one of his tools, “I’m going to look at your optics now, the last Optimus I treated had some optic problems so I want to get this out of the way first.” “So be it. I know that I'm in good servos.”Orion did the optic examination, he exclaimed, in a bit of awe. “Your optics are so different..” Optimus held his nonexistent breath, he didn’t want the young one to question it, but by this point it was inevitable… “So pretty!” “Pardon?”Orion gushed, “I’ve never seen optics like it, it’s so beautiful! Your creators must've been so gorgeous!” he caught himself again, “Apologies, I shouldn’t question it..”

Optimus’s expression softened once again, he knew that Orion was slowly figuring it out, but he did not expect that response. It was honestly.. Adorable. This little medic was the cutest thing he’s seen. Sure, he disagreed with him being a medic at his age, but he truly had good intentions. “Thank you..”Orion grinned, “No problem! Back to the check-up, I can’t get distracted!!” he got out a scanner tool, it was a miniature version of it, as Orion would probably fall under the weight of the bigger one. “This is to check for any parasites underneath your armor, it’s really noninvasive so you’ll only feel a slight tingling sensation!”  

Optimus froze, ‘parasites’? Would his larva feeding on his fuellines technically count as parasites? Would they show underneath the scanner?.. He got a bit anxious at the thought. How would he explain to the youngling about them? Orion seemed to notice this anxiousness as he stood there without doing anything, just holding the scanner.

“Why are you waiting medic?”Orion’s expression softened, “I saw that you looked anxious, so I won’t use it until you're ready. It’s alright Mr Optimus, everyone feels a bit anxious from time-to-time!” Optimus couldn’t really believe how.. Both oblivious and not oblivious Orion was. It touched his spark that he cared so much about him, but it also concerned him. What would be Orion’s reaction?

“I give you my consent, thank you for checking in on me.”Orion nodded cheerfully and started up the scanner, started with the legs, and then chest.. And then the older pretender’s arms. Optimus held his nonexistent breath again. Orion’s expression at first was a clear shock.. But he looked closer and his expression was… happily surprised? “Why didn’t you tell me you had feeding bitlets!? Sure, ive never seen anything like it but there still babies!” Orion said in a panic, not sure what to do.. Optimus was just as shocked, he did not expect this either. Did.. Orion thought that he was anxious because he didn’t want the medic to see that he had ‘babies’? That he thought it was shameful?..

Well it seemed to be the case when Orion started to lightly scold him, “You should’ve told me these things! I should’ve done a fuel supply check first… You don’t have to be afraid of your medic when it concerns your kin!” “Aren’t they parasites?”“Parasites?! No no this doesn't look like parasites at all! I’ve heard of insecticons letting their young feed off of them. I don’t know if you are an insecticon, but you certainly have traits like one!” Orion exclaimed. Orion then said, finally connecting the dots.. “Your… not an insecticon are you?” “I am not, young one.”

Orion seemed annoyed now, “I might have treated you incorrectly then! Did I hurt you?!” his tone devolved into one of worry, and even guilt. Orion really thought he might have hurt the prime. 

“No no.. I am perfectly fine. You have taken care of me wonderfully. It would be a matter of time before you figured it out..”Orion, with full confidence exclaimed, “lay it on me! I can handle it.” “I- are you sure?”“Certainly, as per my contract. I cannot say anything that might reveal information about my patients! So your secrets are safe with me.”

Ratchet nodded, “He is prepared enough. Tell him the truth.” Optimus sighed, and he explained. He explained what Bumblebee, himself and Ratchet were; Pretenders. He then explained his mission, and what they're doing there. He also explained the ‘hunting grounds’.

Orion nodded, writing it down on his notepad, “Species; Pretender.. Got it.” He seemed in awe once again, Optimus was confused. “I’m surprised you aren’t afraid.. Perhaps you were more resilient then I realized.”Orion nodded, “Why would I? Your species is so cool!! I love how it works, I respect your mission so much, and I hope your larva grows up big and strong ok? I know the circumstances may be tough, you're forced to be all mean when you usually aren’t and that is horrible! Nobody should be forced to be a part of a war when they don’t want to..” He held the prime’s hand, “But be strong!” The older pretender was once again touched. He didn’t expect the response, but it was very very welcome. He realized that Orion did understand, even if he was a bit oblivious to what he had done, he was grateful. “I am… Truly touched by your gratitude. Be strong as well Orion. I don’t want to imagine anything happening to you and your pure spark.”Orion took it to heart, “I promise I’ll be strong! For both of us!” (chuckle) “For the both of us.”

Once the checkup was complete, Orion proudly handed the prime, and Bumblebee a sticker. “And since you two got the Orion Treatment™, you get a sticker!” he also got out two energon treats giving one to Bumblebee, “Andd a energon treat!” He cut another energon treat in half, and gave Optimus the treat and the cut in half one, he explained, “The half one is for the babies! I don’t know how much fuel you consume daily, but I think it will help!” “Thank you, it’s truly saddening that you have to leave so soon..”Bumblebee nodded his helm, far too busy eating his treat to say anything. Orion sighed, “I wish I could stay longer too so I could hear more about how pretenders work, but my sire will get worried sick if I stay out longer! Have to make it home before dinner.” “Understood, but I don’t want you to return empty-handed for your efforts.” 

The Pretender Prime got out a small necklace, one with a charm that had a lustrous blue glow. The charm was shaped like an oval, and had a marking in it. He placed it around Orion’s neck. Orion looked at it, “It’s so pretty.. Thank you!” “Thanks should be for you, that will keep you safe if you encounter any of my pretender brethren. It shows that you are kin.” Orion gasped in happy surprise, “So I'm like half pretender now?” Optimus patted him on the helm, “If you wish to pretend, sure.” Bumblebee finished his treat, and ran over to hug Orion, “Come back soon! I’ll show you around our hunting grounds next time!!” A portal opened, and once Orion made sure he had all of his supplies in his medkit, he waved goodbye to this universe to go back home to Nimbus Prime and his mentor. He couldn’t wait to tell them what happened, and he would cherish his gift dearly. And with that, this wraps Orion's first patient case. Who knows who he will care for next, it could be anything. But he will address them without fear, and with compassion. Because that’s what a medic would do, wouldn’t they?

THIS IS FUN AND ADORABLE THANK YOU FOR WRITING IT!!

[agoodflyting]

Even more thoughts about Enver Gortash and Richard III

T'was the night before Christmas and all through the house, this bitch is still obsessed with the parallels between Enver Gortash and Shakespeare's OG tyrant, Richard III.

Part I Here

tl;dr It makes perfect sense that they have a lot in common because Richard III is the archetype for the tyrant king in Western literature. Some things they have in common include a sense of otherness, ambition, early childhood trauma relating to power and powerlessness, and a smooth-talking charm that helps them get away with their bullshit.

And now to add:

"My other self, my council’s consistory, My oracle, my prophet, my dear cousin!" Both Richard and Gortash have an evil bestie who helps them facilitate their schemes, and who they heap praise on and seem to regard as closer to an equal than a minion. Gortash has the Dark Urge and Richard has Buckingham. If you play as the Dark Urge, the parallel is even stronger because in both cases their former evil bestie is one of the key figures who turns against them and contributes to their death.

(I cannot stress enough that the 'my other self' scene sends me into fits of durgetash madness.)

"I am not made of stone." Both Richard and Gortash's plots revolve around them not just seizing power, but specifically creating a situation in which the people in charge will beg them to take over. In Gortash's case he uses the Bhaalists and the Absolute plot to create fear in Baldur's Gate, and then sells himself as the only person who can protect the city, culminating in him being named Archduke by a terrified but willing populace. In Richard's case, he creates a succession crisis (in a country that just survived a civil war caused by an earlier succession crisis) by assassinating key members of his own family and spreading rumors that others are illegitimate pawns of a plot to seize the throne by a lesser noble family. The end result is that Parliament begs him - the closest remaining Plantagenet heir - to take the throne in order to prevent another civil war. I find it especially interesting that in both cases, their plots seem to hinge on pretending they don't want power and are only graciously accepting it for the Good Of The People when in fact they were the threat all along. That's gotta be serving some kind of emotional need.

"Your eyes��drop millstones when fools’ eyes fall tears. I like you lads!"

Just because you're evil doesn't mean you have to be a jerk. Both Richard and Gortash have a habit of paying compliments to their minions and allies - compliments which seem to be genuine.

"Thou cam’st on Earth to make the Earth my hell. A grievous burden was thy birth to me " (Duchess of York, Richard's mother) Mommy issues. So many mommy issues. Both Richard and Gortash have especially rough relationships with their mothers. In both cases, their mothers seem to regard them as horrible burdens that they regret having given birth to - although it's up to debate how much of that stems from the fact that their sons have grown up into horrible little murder gremlins.

"Conscience is but a word that cowards use, devised at first to keep the strong in awe." Richard and Gortash are both willing to commit the most vile crimes - up to and including child murder - if it gets them an inch closer to what they want, and neither of them seem to feel bad about it. Richard has his young nephews murdered because they're in his way (and also one of them sassed him), and Gortash... ngl, I started typing here but it's shorter to list the atrocities Gortash didn't commit.

"Alas, I rather hate myself. " This is getting into meta character interpretation, but both Richard and Gortash have the kind of outward egotism that almost always masks a bone-deep insecurity and boundless wells of self-hatred. No one who really loves themselves has that much need to prove their worth to the world.

"I have set my life upon a cast, and I will stand the hazard of the die." And to finish it off - both Richard and Gortash die facing their enemies, both of them willing to get their hands dirty to stay in power right to the bitter end. Instead of running, Richard takes the field himself to fight Richmond (aka Henry Tudor) and is killed in battle. Depending on how you play the game, Gortash is either killed in combat by the player character or killed by the Elder Brain when he goes to confront it alongside the player. In either case, he shows that he's willing to take the field himself in order to keep the power he's gained. They may be tyrants, but they're never cowards.

in conclusion... Enver Gortash is following in all the best traditions of his tyrant forbears.

[ankilona]

Jiang Cheng/Wen Ruohan

Fanfiction promt, if you got inspiration from this promt, please go with your idea, and let it become a story. Nothing would make me happier than reading something like this in the future! ❤️

Jiang Cheng committed suicide in a few years after he discovered how he got back 'his' golder core. He managed to get everything in order, and appointed a heir for Yunmeng-Jiang with the stipulation, that if Jin Ling has a heir they could inherit the sect.

However instead of joining the circle of reincarnation, he travels back in time, and he awakens before they go to Cloud Recess.

He has the advantage of knowing what will happen, and he's determined not just to win, but to prevent the war.

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Jiang Cheng knew it was a long shot, but he really didn't see any other way out of this. He didn't wanted a repeat of what he and everyone went trough the last time, and for that he needed to prevent the war. In this way he could save not just his sister and senior brother, but he could prevent the whole chain reaction that steamed from the power vacuum wich was left behind after the destruction of the largest and most powerful sect of all. So it was boiled down to two options.

Jiang Cheng either needed to kill Wen Ruohan, wich was a ridiculous idea. The man was a step away from immorality, and some of the older people hazarded he was around a hundred years old. If you disregarded everything else, the difference in experience alone would create a huge gap between them, and the odds wouldn't be in Jiang Cheng's favour. Last time this feat needed three of them to complete, and in that time Wen Ruohan was out of his mind fron the yin iron poisoning, and the one who delivered the lethal blow was Meng Yao, who stabbet the sect leader in the back, quite literally. So the first option was out of question, wich left him with the second one.

And this is why, he was in a forest, deep in Yunmeng-Jiang territory in the middle of the night, and waited for the man, whose sect burned down his, killed his parents, and destroyed him and his senior brother's life. But he was ready to put away his pride and his personal grievance for saving hundreds maybe even thousands of life. Strictly speaking the Wen sect haven't committed the crimes yet, so he really didn't have any basis for his anger. It was hard, to write the letter in wich he invited the sect leader for this get together, but it wasn't the first time he needed to do something personally taxing for the betterment of his sect. He was used to it.

It didn't mean he wasn't nervous, so when he heard a branch snap ok his left side, he flinched, but he didn't reached for his sword. He gulped, and the other man walked in tk the clearing, closely followed by his ever present shadow, the Core melting hand. It took everything in Jiang Cheng not to react. Even if it was almost two decades ago, he could still feel as the life drained from his limbs, as he lost that extra spark that differentiated cultivators from ordinary people. But he needed to suck it up, and be present. Too much depended on this meeting for Jiang Cheng to be too lost in the past to concentrate on the present.

"What do we have here dear Zhuliu. A young foal decided to take a night run in the woods." The sect leader's voice was mocking, but Jiang Cheng was prepared. He had too thick of a face to feel offended by petty games.

"Sect Leader Wen, thank you for attending this unconventional meeting." Jiang Cheng bowed deeply and saluted with perfect posture. Wen Ruohan just lifted a brow, and stepped a bit closer, so they could have a conversation without needing to shout across the clearing.

"It was an interesting letter, wouldn't you say Jiang Wanyin? One of the big secrets heir sent me a letter, where he demands a meeting, in secret. Amd the most shocking detail, he says I need to cease my plans regarding dominating the cultivation world, and to give up the yin iron or else." Jiang Cheng could feel the power radiating from the other man. He hadn't been sure at the time, about how much detail he should reveal in his letter. He needed the sect leader to take him seriously without falling into an insane rage wich wpuld lead to the Jiang clan extinction. He banked on Wen Ruohan's famous curiosity, and made a horrible gamble. He wasn't sure if it will pay off. He didn't have anything else, but hope it will. The only thing he needed to do now is to see it trough, even if it'll coat him his life.

"I'd like to apologise for the tone of the letter, but I didn't see any other way to get your attention." Jiang Cheng felt his throat closing as Wen Ruohan stepped up right beside him. Towering over his fifteen years old body. He needed to suppress a flinch when he saw as the sect leader lifted his hand. Wen Ruohan reached out toward his face, and Jiang Cheng couldn't supress a shiver when the man cradled his chin. With a little nudge, Jiang Cheng looked straight at the other man's eyes, and then he didn't see anything else, but his living nightmares... his memories.

[writingsofwesteros]

https://www.tumblr.com/writingsofwesteros/763318520656330752/new-au-idea-blacks-win-the-war-jace-takes-nora?source=share

To keep her in these dungeons was an insult to her royal blood, Nora thinks to herself.

When the gates open she does not even look, her mind is ever-plotting, plotting to find a way to escape, to get to her Cannibal. She feels his anger in her bones, intermingled with her own. Anger at his rider being taken prisoner. "Princess Daenora," The Northern accent spoke her name. "King Jaceaerys will see you now." "I have no wish to see my nephew," She said coldly. "You are alive at his mercy." Lord Stark said. "You have no choices now." As she was led through the halls that she once ruled over with her brothers she kept her head held high- Aemond would come, with leading their Hightower army from Harrenhall, and together they would smite this bastard rule before it could ever be etched into the memories of the smallfolk. "Aunt." Jace sat atop the throne, and she glared up at him. "Jacearys." "It is Your Grace, now." He corrected. "You did not afford me the respect that my station requires, why should I give you the same?" He growled in agitation. "You are hereby named a traitor to the realm, and to House Targaryen. You supported the wrongful reign of King Aegon, and committed crimes against your own kin in his name." Jace declared. "A bastard rule shall never stand strong," She hissed. "You are the last of the Usurper's kin-" Her heart dropped. "What?" He gave her a cruel smile. "Your Usurper brother is nowhere to be found. But with Sunfyre dead we know he can't have gotten far, and Aemond had died, drowned in the God's Eye-" "No," Nora's eyes welled hotly with tears. "You liar-" "Tis' no lie," He told her smugly. "How does it feel, to lose a beloved brother?" She screamed in her grief and pain, about to claw at him with the Kingsguard held her back. "I'll kill you!" She screamed. "These walls shall be painted with your bastard blood!" "Have her locked in Maegor's Holdfast," He told Cregan. "There may be use for her yet." As she was dragged down the fine halls of Maegor's Holdfast, her mind was spinning- no, Aemond could not be dead, he promised, he promised he would come back, they had a plan- The doors shut. And all she could do was let out a pained sob.

The cold waters of the God's Eye were unforgiving. It was the mixed call of dragons that brought Aemond back, he felt himself being placed on the ground as he coughed up water. Vhagar let him out of her maw, and when his eye opened he saw another dragon flying overhead- Cannibal. Vhagar rumbled as he sat up, and as Cannibal landed, he growled at the figure approaching. He squinted as he weakly sat up. "Alys?" He spoke in a rasp. "You're a survivor, I'll give you that," Alys said as she helped him sit up. "Come," She said. "You must get your strength back." "W-What's happened?" He asked weakly. "You're not going to be pleased," She said. "I've news about your dear sister."

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oh Jace is so mean and we love it !

[gotstabbedbyapen]

THE QUEEN IS HERE!!! (and the others too, I guess)

Spoiler Alert!!!!!

(but if you ignore the warning you might have a little treat 😉)

Let me scream right off the bat because Queen Demeter is slaying in episode 6. I love my queen <333

Also, Demeter and Hades teaming up for Persephone and revenging the gods who wronged them? It's unexpected but understandable. They both love Persephone and cannot share her in peace, so they will rule together and all have their time with her. The scene tries to make Demeter look like a pestering mother-in-law but I'm all rooting for her. Her voice and sinisterness is sooooo good like YES MOMMY PLEASE BURY ME 😍😍😍

Okay, now let's talk about Heron. I love that he doesn't forgive the villagers who mistreated his mother but still have sympathy for the innocent women and children. If they made him forgive them easily I would scream but turns out no, BOZ did good with this one.

Heron powering up last minute to beat the Keres is cliche but I'll let it slide because I have other matters to nitpick (also Alexia snapping Heron out of his lightning intoxication reminds me of Katara calming Aang down from his Avatar state). And Heron threatening the last Keres? Gary Stu but still badass AF. Home boy is not letting people stepping on him anymore but he still cares for the people.

I know everyone finds him boring but I feel really bad for Heron in here. The pain of losing your dear mother drives you to want to die and join her again.

And Heron - Seraphim's reunion? Heart-warming and hear-breaking. They are similar and shared more pain than they would think.

"Only three things can cause the pain in his eyes. Love, war, and the gods. And he looks like he's had his fair share of all three."

This applies to both brothers actually. They lost their loved ones, they'd been through the war between the gods and the titans, and they were like the pawns of the gods.

The short moment Heron and Seraphim had together was golden. I love it.

Also why did they design Iris like one of the Christian angels???

No!!! Iris is one of the messengers of the Olympians, not the Primordials! She served as Hera's handmaiden!!!! WHY DIDN'T THEY LET HER BE HERA'S RIGHT-HAND WOMAN IN SEASON 1????

UGH!!!

They kinda ruin my sister trio :( Persephone and Athena, to be exact.

Why do they have to make Persephone on bad blood with Athena??? They are childhood friends (in the myths) why do they talk like they have always been at each other's throat? Seriously, Persephone has a good relationship with most other gods, why does people always think she hates them???

I get that Athena always put Olympus first like Persephone loves the Underworld so they are tensed but it would have interesting if they were torn between their duty and their friendship. But it's a me thing.

Ah, I'm getting a bit ahead of myself there. We haven't talked about Demeter trying to poison the earth yet.

I know TOO WELL the producer is trying to make Demeter the bigger bad so Hades will look better in comparison. Hades even tries to protest her evil scheme (but that will only shows his hypocrisy in the last episode, we'll get there later)

I'm mad that BOZ paints Demeter in a bad light. But you know what?

At this point, fuck it.

I will root for her even as a big bad villain. I will support Queen Demeter's right and wrong. If Hera and Seraphim almost destroys the world and y'all still love them, I will love my queen even when she tries to poison the world.

Now let me show you why the Olympian sisters are ✨ MAJESTIC ✨ when they commit crimes so ooh la la~~~

Yes, my queen. Please poison me with your plants :333

I love you too, my destructive queen of the Heavens ❤️

And I love you three, my fire queen 🔥 Please keep burning your enemy to ash 🥰🥰🥰

Still hungry for more women?

The Amazonians are hereeeeeee!!!

Yeah, Heron and the gang meet them when fighting Talos. Nice nod to the mythical robot and the hydra, though the latter serves little purpose other than a little inconvenience.

But at least we have some back story of Alexia! Her moment with her aunt is brief but very touching :DDD

And it's really nice to show how the world is going upside down when Zeus the god of order is now gone. Though I really wish they would display his role as keeper of order more in SS1.

Oh, you made it this far?

Have an additional treat!

BABY ZEUS!!!!!!

YOUNG ZEUS!!!!!!

PRE-TITANOMACHY ZEUS!!!!!!

Yummy 😋

[bigsoftmarshmallow]

How would the Ganondorfs (Wind Waker, Ocarina of Time, Twilight Princess, Hyrule Warriors, and Tears of the Kingdom) and Demise (From Legend of Zelda Skyward Sword) react to their lover meeting their prized war horse?

Like this horse is built like a war machine, hates everyone but tolerates/barely likes the Demon King, it could take on a Lynel and WIN. Their lover comes into the barn, and a servant/soldier warns the Demon King that hey, your lover is heading for your horse's area and we couldnt stop her. He's assuming she's about to get demolished by his horse and makes his way over quickly, only to see his horse, his evil hateful horse, nuzzling her and being the sweetest thing in the world, like this horse hadn't committed war crimes with him.

Wind Waker Ganondorf

Reaction: Wind Waker Ganondorf would be surprised and intrigued by the sight of his war horse, usually a beast of fury and power, acting so tenderly towards his lover.

Thoughts: He would ponder the significance of this connection, seeing it as a sign of her unique and extraordinary nature.

Feelings: A mix of relief, pride, and deeper affection towards his lover.

Comments:

"It seems even the fiercest of beasts can recognize the gentleness and strength within you. Perhaps it is a sign of your true worth."

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf

Reaction: Ocarina of Time Ganondorf would be stunned and perhaps a bit skeptical at first. He has never seen his horse behave this way towards anyone else.

Thoughts: He would contemplate what this means for their bond and the loyalty of his horse.

Feelings: A deep sense of admiration and love for his lover, recognizing her special connection with his war horse.

Comments:

"You have managed to tame a beast that has known only war and fury. Truly, you are extraordinary."

Twilight Princess Ganondorf

Reaction: Twilight Princess Ganondorf would be taken aback but would quickly appreciate the significance of this moment.

Thoughts: He would think of this as a testament to his lover’s unique spirit and connection to the world.

Feelings: A growing sense of respect and love for his lover, seeing her in an even more impressive light.

Comments:

"My war horse has chosen to show you a side that no one else has seen. You continue to amaze me, my dear."

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf

Reaction: Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf would initially be alarmed but would quickly shift to astonishment and curiosity.

Thoughts: He would think of his lover’s presence as powerful enough to reach even the darkest hearts.

Feelings: A mix of awe, pride, and deeper affection, feeling fortunate to have her by his side.

Comments:

"It seems my war horse has found a kindred spirit in you. You are truly remarkable, my love."

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf

Reaction: Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf would be surprised but quickly see it as a sign of her exceptional nature.

Thoughts: He would see this as further proof of her worth and the strength of their bond.

Feelings: Deep affection and pride, feeling a renewed sense of connection with her.

Comments:

"Even my war horse recognizes the extraordinary nature of your spirit. You are truly one of a kind."

Demise (Skyward Sword)

Reaction: Demise would be utterly shocked, struggling to comprehend how his war horse could act so gently towards anyone else.

Thoughts: He would ponder the implications, seeing it as a sign of his lover’s unique and formidable nature.

Feelings: A mixture of awe, respect, and deeper affection, recognizing her as a truly special individual.

Comments:

"It seems you have a power over even the fiercest of beasts. Perhaps there is more to you than I ever realized."

Summary:

Wind Waker Ganondorf: Surprised and intrigued, sees it as a sign of her unique worth.

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf: Stunned and skeptical, admires her special connection.

Twilight Princess Ganondorf: Taken aback but appreciative, sees it as a testament to her spirit.

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf: Alarmed but curious, feels awe and pride.

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf: Surprised but affirming, recognizes her exceptional nature.

Demise: Utterly shocked, sees it as a sign of her formidable presence.

[lemonisntreal]

heyo! Just found your blog and I was scrolling through your stuff and noticed your AU tone deaf. And I haven't found anything about what it is or what your idea is behind it. So I wanted to ask if you could give me an introduction to your AU!

Oh! And I absolutely love your artstyle and how you draw Buster! Anyway, hope you drink enough water and have a good day/night! ;)

Dear god this has been in my drafts for a while-

Hiya! Sorry for that lack of info lol, I'd been inactive for a long time, and the time that I actually WAS posting consistently was back when things were still being sorta fleshed out. But I've got a pretty good idea of how every single part moves at this point, so sure :D I'll give a not-so-brief summary lol [under a cut because I couldn't not dump multiple paragraphs teehee ~_~]

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Tone Deaf is like a dystopian version of Sing, if I were to put it super duper simply. One where Buster's issues get more emotional focus, and we get actual bonds with the cast because the movie forgot to do that.

Buster is, also, a lot more unhinged, fair warning. This fic's gonna contain violence and tackle some darker subjects [adjacent to grief and denial more specifically] so if it feels like I jumped a lot of sharks, it's because I 100% did.

It kinda started with me noticing how, in the actual movies btw, smaller characters like Buster and Mike had more difficulty getting around places. This led me to ask myself about how species differences could lead to struggles for certain animals since the city just isn't built for everyone [this is NOT Zootopia]. Ash's quills, and Meena's towering size were things I noticed too that would be massive problems, realistically. So after a lot of pondering, now we're here.

The world of Tone Deaf in present day is in a post-war period that's lasted about 50 years now [Crawly is actually a veteran from this war- which was more like complete and total anarchy if I'm being real, since there weren't really any sides until near the end...]

Long story short, the wealthy capitalized off of the war and taking people prisoner- so they purposefully kept it going. A resistance ended up forming to stand against this [Miss Crawly being one of the generals, with that classic missing eye] and after their army stormed the unsuspecting stronghold, the war finally began to conclude. It still took around a year after that to release all of the prisoners of war, and by the end of it all, the damage that had been done to some races was permanent. Even extinction-level in some cases- some animals just straight up don't exist anymore because of it.

Back to Calatonia. Laws that are in place to protect animals from tearing eachother apart are still relatively new, and the criminal underbelly of Calatonia is kinda out of control. Animals get kidnapped/poached, smaller animals are at a huge disadvantage and have basically no power [politically or otherwise], endangered species are a very real thing, poverty is a huge issue for most of the population- and in the middle of all this is Buster Moon.

He's gonna be the main perspective. And the story will also serve as a slight character study on him, mixed with my own grittier and batshit insane changes/headcanons/alternate universe ideas on his backstory. He's a ray of sunshine with a lot of bottled-up feelings that will kinda really take control of the story.

Buster has been arrested multiple times. He's been put in unsuccessful therapy. He's still grieving his dad. He's committing crime and compulsively lying about those illegal actions too. He has emotional difficulties that he hasn't dared try touching on in years, and he has issues with letting go- which, is kinda how all of his new problems come to be.

The threat of his theater being repossessed if his show isn't a success gets a LOT more emphasis too.

But on top of that is the added threat of Buster getting sent out of the city if he can't get his business up and running. Remember how I mentioned endangered animals?? Well Koalas are one of them. One of the big ones, actually. He's the only Koala in a city of almost five hundred thousand, and it's been that way for almost half a decade now. It's been causing issues for the people in charge for half a decade now. Koalas have government-protected settlements far away from here due to their numbers being so few, so if Buster loses the theater? That's the next step for him.

But, to help this poor dude through all the stress of life is the found-family he develops with the cast he hired. He helps them for a lot of the first act, and then they give back his kindness in the second. They connect through their similar experiences, as well as their shared passion for music and performance. And by the end, maybe Buster's okay. Or maybe he's had a complete downward spiral [not gonna speak of act three 🥰]

Other characters have also had a shift in their dynamics. Things in the story have changed. Like for instance- Gunter already knew Buster and was a close friend of him and Eddie before the show, Judith is now the mayor and a main character, Pete has been put in place of the banker in charge of Buster's accounts, Buster unfortunately gets involved in politics, Mike actually gets to bond with the cast- actually the cast gets to bond with the cast point blank period [idc what you say, this just straight up doesn't happen in the canon movies], and to top it all of is a generous helping of angst with a few acts of violence sprinkled in 🤭

The actual Act I summary is this right now:

Buster had been in tight situations before-- suffocating situations, even. He’d been in every kind of trouble imaginable, he thought. With family, friends, local businesses, the law. But he'd always wormed his way out, either through loopholes or by charm. Or usually just by stacking another lie on top of his already crumbling facade. But this time it's gonna take more than a cover-up to fix this. ‏‏‎ Buster’s dishonesty takes him too far once again, a simple typo causing him to unintentionally land himself in a wager that could cost his very life. He has two months to fix this- to ACTUALLY fix this. And the worst part is that he hadn't even meant to lie this time. ‏‏‎ The First Act of Tone Deaf.

TLDR; Buster learns to love again after experiencing the horrors of animalkind firsthand and being healed by theater kids LMFAO

[miitarashi]

IM A HADDOTIN NON SUPPORTER TOO LIKE TF IS WRING WITH SOME PPL😭😭

ALERT: this post is basically me hating the ship,but! It's my account and opinion,i didn't mean to offend nobody,if you don't like,don't read.

OH??? YOU ARE A NON SUPPORTER?????

YOU! I LOVE YOU BEAUTIFUL PERSON THAT I DON'T KNOW NOTHING ABOUT!!!

But,making things clear here.

It's a normal ship. There's a lot of ways for a relationship like this happen and be health so i don't spread hate,i just scroll away when something like this happen to show up.

I hate it for mostly because it's almost

EVERY

FUCKING

WHERE

You can't normally search for Tintin content without seeing some of those. I just want some photos of my precious boy and best friend/father together you know? But it's difficult because there's A LOT about this ship.

Oh,and people assuming every single act of affection between them as a lover thing. This. This makes me want to commit war crimes-

Like bro??? They can hug like normal friends too you know??? I remember seeing other account talking about the tibet adventure. One of my favorites because showed Tintin's relationship with haddock beautifully. That even when Haddock didn't believed he still followed his friend and was more than willing to sacrifice himself for him. I cried bro.

But then,it's reconized as a love story??? God give me patient because if you give me strength i'll kill for fun.

Even so,i normally keep it for myself because it's kinda of idiot to go and hate something that you literally can just scroll way and go on with your life. Damm,i didn't know how much i was needing to vent about it lol.

Just to finish it properly. My dear unknow person,feel more than welcome and safe to be a non supporter on my blog,i'm really happy to have other peoples that think the same! 😌❤️

[anotherrosesthatfell]

I honestly never make Alive angst opinion on everyone- 💀 (or if I did, then I forgot 💀) so let's go. I will also change some of his old opinion to new one because Cherry and I uncovered the dark side of Angst

Sunflower Au belong to @abloomingsunflower / @itzcherrybonbon

His personality explanation:

Angst is quiet and mysterious man. No one actually hang out with him expect for Gradient. (Plus Angst is depressing 💀)

He is a bookworm and very intelligent. Angst never reveal his full power unless he snapped.

Appearance:

He wear royal clothing in some occasions but mostly wear comfy clothing. On his daily life, you can see he wearing a red scarf and pairs of black earrings.

Magic/Power:

This dude is stronger than corrupted Nightmare. Only in E.L.A of course- yet, he never use his full power.

Angst power is almost alike to E.L.A Lily. His power is 10/10, second strongest after Dream. Even if Palette and Lux awaken their true form, Angst is still stronger.

Other than that, he has the ability to see ghosts even memories from the past when he touch an old object (or a person)

His opinion on people he knows

Adult

Dream

"Dream Light, the king of sun. Rumours says he committed many crimes years ago by letting the wars to happen. How did I know it? Well, let's just say I have little friends to tell me."

Ink

"Ink Comyet or her now name, Ink Light. Hmm.... Honestly this woman has another last name but I don't think I should mention it. She drinks to forget her loveless marriage. How sad..."

Swap/Blue

"The ex royal guard. He was very useful to the light kingdom. Sadly, father took his power away... This is why people sometimes should live quietly."

Hope

"The last witch of this generation or should I say the current Queen of witches? People think witches extinct but there are many of them, hiding and not knowing their abilities... Hope, she know witches are hiding but she didn't do a thing about it. All she said was 'it's better to move on'... ... But I am more interested about the revengeful spirit watching her."

Error

"the destroyer and the man who lose his wife. I am not fond of him and him too, hating me."

Alphonse (corrupted nightmare)

"I hate father."

Killer

"mother... I don't sympathize with mother at all. It feels bored to do it... Mother has the witch to support her."

Cross

"the babysitter, he had a crush on mother until he met Albedo. Hmm, I remember he used to protect mother and us from the abused... I don't like him after knowing what he has done to the king of light kingdom. He don't even know Lux is his daughter."

Dust

"A pawn of father. I am surprised she didn't run away with Swap when she had the chance... Stupid woman, she could live a happy life but instead she chose to stay."

Horror

"the most sympathetic man I know... I like to eat his cooking."

Albedo

"That Albedo guy, I seen him carries many sins in his back. His emotions are overwhelming and lots of negativity.."

Ship children

Palette

"a bothersome hero. Why grandma chose this weak boy to be a protagonist... He is nothing but a scared little kid. How annoying..."

Goth

"she live a quiet happy life. I am jealous, really. She somehow is able to sealed her ability to see spirits but that can't stop her curse of having a deadly touch."

Lux

"Ah yes, the antagonist of 'Palette story'. Can you believe it? A little girl who were abandoned by her parents and isolated from the world, was chosen to be the antagonist... Isn't it a sad reality? Yet, she is very intelligent which is I like it."

Merciless

"My heart dropped when I found out my dear little brother is the sidekick of the antagonist. Hmm... Well I don't mind it, he is strong one. I believe he do well to destroy this dammed world."

Crescent

"My twin brother."

Artemis - @abloomingsunflower

"My little sister is the sidekick of the protagonist. Sad reality isn't it? Now my little brother has to fight our naive little sister. I wonder when will there's a timeline where she found out I know how many times she died. I want to laugh thinking about it, I hope she will start to live quietly when she found out."

Gradient

"My 'friend'. It's not like I love his attention or affection anyway, I just got used to him. Since he made me feels like this, he should take the responsibility."

Paperjam

"I don't know much about her. Gradient only says the same thing over and over again. Luckily, a silly ghost told me she has a crush on Crescent."

Spirits

Nim

"grandma can be nice sometime but mostly she just complain about her old life. It was nice when she sang a lullaby."

Passive nightmare

"The revengeful spirit who is guiding Lux and watching over Hope. He is the one my father hate the most... He look nothing like Merciless. If father open his eye, Merciless face resemble mother. He is a bit annoying and lose himself while playing this useless game."

Lanny

"The Queen of magic. She has no descendant to manage her kingdom. Now the magical kingdom is nothing but forest for remaining mystical creatures."

Quetzalcoatl

"He hates my father for taking over his kingdom and manages it badly."

Bonus (what if!)

Vivi - @canon-vi

"the daughter of Dream and Ink. She is not on Palette side rather on Merciless and Lux side. It was a nice sight. Just image having your own sister to choose people who killed you... Artemis can relate to that."

Starcross

"he was an annoying brat but I'll be glad to educate him some manners. Maybe I should let him know that he is capable of taking Palette's power."

Callisto

"The child of Hope and Dream. He has a very handsome face and very respectful despite hating me. Pfft, I like to see this now prince of witches capable of."

Tasya - @canon-vi

"Ah, Hope died because of her? Hmm... She has a little elemental magic such as to grow plants unfortunately she don't realize it yet. I should lend her some witchcraft books."

Shelki - @canon-vi

"A petty little ghost told me this little one got a deadly kiss as her curse. She can't see spirits that well... It should stay like that or else I'll to take action."

Lily

"she's a very interesting little one. Unfortunately, I must hate her actions on making my dear little brother traumatized. She can torture Palette as much as she want but she should never touch my little brother... And I will make her regret it."