#his dad would have done smth similar i think

[nineevees]

this might be my new favorite thing you’ve written, truly :D

so I have an angst request that I’m wondering if you could do. I love the fankids but I’m wondering if for some reason the fankids end up in another world. Where they don’t exist. Their respective parents exist but due to some nonsense (Cyrus and his refusal to stop, Grimsley cheating, Nanu pushing reader away) their parents never got together and now they are stuck in such an unfamiliar place without the comfort of their parents. They stay with reader and the pokemen realize that in another world they are happy and have a loving family. So lots of angst from all sides until one day the real parents come to rescue their children and take them away. Leaving the people in this weird world confused and in despair. Hope that makes sense! Idk why I am in such a mood lol

cw: angst, some (not) parental arguing in cyrus's part, cheating in grimsley's, fankids amuck

characters: Grimsley, Cyrus, Nanu

i wrote this for no one to read lmao. changed the request a bit sorryyyy

interesting

♠️Grimsley❤️

♤ Nero held tightly onto Morrigan as they looked around at their surroundings. It was still Alola, same as ever. A place he originally had been upset about moving to, yet now it was a comfort to see. The Ultra Wormhole had been a surprise, both had not been expected such a thing to just pull them in. Nanu had warned them – Telling them stories of fallers without memories ending up in unknown places. They had not had their memories scrambled, at least. Well, he had not. Morrigan had fallen unconscious. It seemed that it likely had just looped them back around. He bravely supported his twin on his shoulder and headed towards the nearest pokemon centre.

♡ Yet, as he headed to the one near the Tapu Village, he passed a familiar man. A man who was just about to walk past them when he felt his annoyance spike. How could he ignore his son and daughter like that!? It was frustrating enough that his father never seemed to learn from his mistakes. His glare seemed to make the gambler come to a stop. “… May I help you?” he asked, “Are you playing the hero to a helpless damsel with the hopes of winning big in the end?” Nero felt like gagging. That was his sister.

◇ “… You're not funny, dad,” Nero grumbled, “Help me with Morrigan. She's been unconscious for a minute, and I'm seriously worried.” He went to move his sister to the older man, but Grimsley took a step back. Icy blue eyes observed him for too closely before switching to Morrigan. He cocked up a brow and brought a hand to his chin. “… Dad,” Nero urged, “Seriously. Help. This is your daughter. Don't you care about her?” This once more caught the gambler off guard. There was much pondering.

♧ “Can you tell your parent I don't appreciate being informed of such a monumental thing in this way?” was Grimsley's reply, “Do they want child support or something? I'm completely broke these days. They played their hot hand too late.” Nero felt frustrated. Was he mocking them? This truly was not the time. He felt Morrigan begin to stir. Her head lifted as she looked around and grasped her head. Then, her gaze landed on Grimsley.

♤ “Dad!” she smiled and moved to hug the gambler, “Nero and I got pulled into one of the Ultra Wormholes!” Grimsley awkwardly dodged her affection. She tilted her head, unsure if this was her dad messing with her. “… Well, I guess it was mostly my fault,” she admitted, “The thrill of whether we would end up in some strange alien world was too much to resist.” His expression was strange at her words. She shrunk back. He almost looked like he was regarding her as one might an insect.

♡ “… I don't know what lies you have been fed,” he let out a breath, “But, I have little interest in being a dad. I doubt you're my only children out there. Just because I had some on and off again relationship with your parent doesn't mean I'm interested in you.” He shook his head. Morrigan took a step back, confused. It was the first time in her like in which her father had ever spoken so harshly to him. Nero stepped forward and stomped a foot at him, already sick of his shit. Whatever game he was playing at, he was taking too far. Being cruel to Morrigan for seemingly no reason and insulting their other parent was too much. Grimsley actually looked a bit intimidated. “… They should have told you this. I made that clear before we broke up.”

◇ Both stood shocked. Broken… up? Neither could recall their parents being unhappy with another despite the circumstance that had happened to them. In fact, if anything, their other parent had been happy Grimsley had more time to lavish on them. Both looked at one another in horror at the thought. This had to be another world. Or Grimsley was really messing with him, but both could tell his expression was too real. “… What?” he questioned, cooking a brow at the twins, “Did they not tell you? Apparently, when I started dating them, I wasn't supposed to keep sleeping around.” Nero had to be physically held back. Though, it did confirm that this was not their world.

♧ Before the situation could intensify any further, a familiar voice called out their names. Both stood astonished when their father seemingly appeared with you in strange not-quite spacesuits. The other Grimsley took a few steps back when his counterpart removed his helmet. “… Oh, man, you two actually nearly gave me a heart attack,” he seemingly ignored his lookalike to approach the two kids, “You certainly did Nanu. The old man was calling all the shots on your missing investigation. Didn't think he was that attached to you both.” He brought a hand to rest on each of their shoulders. Morrigan soon shoved Nero out of the way to cling to Grimsley. Nero watched as the other one observed how you approached them, too, smiling softly. He should have felt at ease.

♤ “… What a situation,” the other Grimsley remarked, placing a hand on his hip. It was clear that he could comprehend this scene. Yes, he understood Ultra Wormholes thanks to Nanu's badgering about avoiding them, but here stood a testament to something far greater than his understanding. Something inside of him twisted at the sight of the happy family. It was something that he never desire, but he could observe the genuine smile on his counterpart's face. “… Did something happen to your head?” he questioned his alternate self.

♡ That Grimsley managed to escape his daughter's hold. Turning to his counterpart, he tilted his head. “… Nope,” his simple reply was with a shrug, “I fell in love. I simply couldn't resist them, and now I've built myself up something. It's better than any high from a thrill.” He pointed the twins to follow you as he headed away. “When you really want something as yours… It drives you into a special kind of madness.” He bid his counterpart farewell and walked over wrap an arm around his partner's waist.

That Grimsley pondered if he could have ended up like his counterpart.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ Cyllene would admit she was perhaps a little too playful. Even if she was a child, there were certain things she knew better than to do yet still did. Engaging with Palkia was chief among them. The legendary had opened a portal, and she, curious crawled in. Which led to her seemingly being atop Mt Coronet. She was lost as to what had happened, but simply assumed that Palkia had created a portal to the top of the mountain. She opted against thinking too much on it, as nothing was immediately odd or uncommon. That was until she found herself riding the train back towards Veilstone. Most people glanced at her strangely. It made her a bit nervous, but she otherwise made her home trip as normal.

☄️ The glances in Veilstone were far more intense as she was spotted by some Galactic grunts. She tilted her head at their reaction. They gazed at her like some unexpected oddity. She ignored them and simply made her way to apartment her family resided in. It was only as she approached the door that she realised she did not have her key. Nervously, she brought her tiny fist to knock against the door. It was quiet for far too long until the speaker beside the door beeped on. “… Are you lost?” It was unmistakably the voice of her father, “There is a police box just a few buildings down. They can help out find your parents.” Cyllene stood stunned. Her eyes went wide, and her heart raced in her chest. Her father was not one for such jokes. Tears burned her eyes.

☄️ “… F-Father…?” her voice was small. The PA system was quiet for but a moment. Then a reply. A simple questioning, “Pardon?” Cyllene moved closer to the speaker, knowing it doubled as a camera. “… Dad…” she begged, “Please…. please don't tease me…” She felt like crying. More silence followed before the door clicked open to reveal the man who was no doubt her father. He was wearing more casual clothing and his hair was unstyled, but it was him. She clung to his legs and felt herself begin to cry. Why was he being mean to her?

☄️ This Cyrus stood stunned, however, at this little girl who stood outside his home. He was no fool. The resemblance was plain as day. This child was a relative of his, if not directly related to him. Some horrible sense of empathy burned in his hardened heart as she wept. Instinct got the better of him as he knelt down and rested a hand on her back. Her reactions… They reminded him of someone. He swallowed. Judging by her age… It was not illogical to assume a possibility that she was… He sighed. “There, there…” his voice was soft, “… Are you claiming that you are my daughter?”

☄️ Cyllene nodded. She could not fathom her own father not recognising her. Had he attempted to mess with the Lake Guardians once again? Her panic led to her gripping his arms tightly. “Father…” she mumbled. His eyes went wide. Another question came from him. A question about her whole parentage. Cyllene blinked at this one. “… My other parent is…” A familiar name left her. Cyrus was frozen by her words. His theory… It was correct. How could this be? The question was about to leave him before he finally motioned her in the apartment.

☄️ Cyllene was further shocked at the state of it. There was no trace of family home she had come to know. Nothing of the small projects she had worked on with her father or the bed for Weavile in the living room. It was dark and seemingly mostly unused. Slowly, it finally set in about what had occurred. She felt sick. All she wanted was her Rotom toy or her bed or for her father to sit her in his lap and explain a star map to her. Instead, she was stuck with an alternate reality version of her father. One who clearly did not recognise her. More tears escaped her eyes. This Cyrus seemed to attempt to comfort her again.

☄️ Forcing down her torment, she was faced with a situation. Yet, before she could be given a chance to explain, her father had out his phone and was making a phone call. His tone was reserved, but Cyllene recognised the voice on the other end of the call. A demand was made for them to meet him at once. Seemingly, they relented after a bit of back and forth. Cyrus informed her she would be back with her other parent soon enough. Yet, they needed to have a chat before he handed her back off. Cyllene felt bewildered. There was no time to object when he grasped her hand tugged her along to a certain building in Veilstone. There stood another, waiting with their arms crossed and clear frustration on their face. Though, this was changed when they saw Cyrus approach with Cyllene.

☄️ “Why did you fail to tell me of our child!?” Cyrus's voice was a rare kind of loud and aggressive. Cyllene was startled away from him due to it. Her other parent stood shocked, too. Their eyes went to Cyllene and back to Cyrus. A simple response of not knowing failed to appease the man. The two soon fell into an argument, making Cyllene curl into herself. Panic burned inside her and made her arms feel numb. All she could do was tap to two stones she found on the ground together. It only seemed to grow worse and worse until finally a voice cut through the fighting.

☄️ “Cyllene.” Her head whipped up as tears fell from her eyes. There, approaching from stairs leading up to the Galactic building was another Cyrus. His gaze was firmly on her. Her legs had never moved so quickly. This version of the Galactic Boss caught her and held her tightly to himself. Another person ran up the stair to them. You. Her eyes burned as you brought a hand gently to comb through her hair. The alternate pair of you both came to an abrupt silence.

☄️ “… What is this?” the Cyrus of this world asked. The Cyrus she knew shook his head. “… Pointless to discuss such things. The idea of parallel worlds existing is something that you are no doubt aware of,” was his reply, “It seems we are two versions of the same person who engaged with different choices. Intriguing.” He clutched Cyllene tighter to himself. The other Cyrus nodded. The other you stood shocked at how close you were to your Cyrus. “… I apologise. We will be correcting this error,” with those words, Cyllene was lifted into the air and carried away by her father to a nearby portal.

Somehow, she felt as if those two had been changed by the experience.

🐈‍⬛️Nanu❤️‍🩹

🌑 Ohi'a would admit what he did was dumb. And, without a doubt, would piss off his dad. The geezer probably would be ready to kill him and then himself if he learnt that he got pulled in an Ultra Wormhole. It really had not been his fault. A toddler almost pulled in, and he dumbly rushed over to push them out of the way. He, instead, was sucked in. Yet… Despite all the horror stories of fallers and Miss Anabel's own existence, he did not fell discombobulated nor without his memories. Looking around, in fact, he still just seemed to be in Alola. The same as ever. He shrugged it off and headed back towards the Po Town police station. He needed to discuss whatever happened with his dad even if it was going to be a pain in the ass. He could already feel the hardened glare of the Kahuna piercing his soul.

🌑 He found himself approaching the station, seeing a familiar man and girl outside the door. Both turned to glance at him strangely. Ohi'a cocked up a brow at them. Acerola approached him with a bright smile and asked if he was lost. He was bewildered. Lost? He lived here. His gaze drifted to his dad, who was trying to pretend that he was not there. “… Huh?” he finally spoke, “… It's me. Ohi'a. I live here.” Acerola's head tilted while Nanu's attention finally shifted onto him.

🌑 “… In Alola?” Nanu finally cut in, carefully treading over, “Where, boy? You aren't trying to join Team Skull, are you?” His hands were in his pockets. Those crimson eyes stared into his own matching ones as if attempting to intimidate him. Ohi'a's nose scrunched up. What? He was acting extremely suspicious towards him. Why? Acerola was even treating him like an anomaly, too. It stung more than he would like to admit. Was this some kind of punishment? It was not like his father at all. Nanu could be a bit of a hard ass, but nothing cruel. Something was wrong here.

🌑 “… No. I mean…” Ohi'a trailed off, pondering what to say. The idea of parallel realities was no unknown to him. That one trainer on their island challenge had told him about their travels in the Ultra Wormhole. An alternate reality, far into the future of a destroyed Hau'Oli city. He stiffened up. Bringing his hand to the back of his neck, he sighed. “… Look, I don't think you'll believe me, but I fell through an Ultra Wormhole,” he explained. Nanu tensed up visibly at his words. “Through some struck of luck, I still have my memories,” he met his gaze, “… No idea what's going on in this world, but in mine, you're my old man.”

🌑 Nanu registered his words in an instant. The suspicion towards him somehow seemed to both fall and increase. Shaking his head, a sigh left him. Acerola gasped at Ohi'a's words and looked between Nanu and him. The Kahuna motioned for him to follow him into the police station. He waved Acerola off, too. Both of them sat in the station for a moment in silence. Ohi'a took in that it seemed much more… different from his memories. A single couch for sleeping. Nothing really to survive on. Some take-out and instant ramen about. “… So, can I ask who your other parent is?” he finally broke the silence. Something told Ohi'a that he already had an idea. His reply of a certain name only got a nod. “Figured…” He sighed, “… Am I a happy family man in your world or something?”

🌑 “… Nope,” Ohi'a replied, watching a Meowth approach him and give his hand a sniff. He brought a hand to pet the pokemon. Its soft fur, a familiar comfort. Nanu observed the interaction. “You're exactly the same, but you're married,” he shrugged, “… I guess you get busy with us, though. Tapu Bulu seems quite happy you had a kid.” Nanu scoffed at that. “I need to get back, you know” he continued, “My parents… They'll end up worried. You seem to think I'm more trouble than I'm worth until something happens to me.”

🌑 Nanu glanced at him. “… Are they happy?” he asked seriously. Ohi'a thought on his family for a moment. It was difficult to tell with how tormented Nanu could be, but he knew his father simply enjoyed the peacefulness of being in a loving relationship. You adored Nanu, often being far too affectionate for either of their tastes, but the small smile on his father's lips. You were happy as can be. Despite everything, he felt his family life was healthy. His parents were in a loving relationship, and they both cared for him.

🌑 “… Pretty much,” he nodded, “… What happened here?” He glanced at the alternate version of his father. Nanu shook his head. Ohi'a felt curious. His father always seemed quite attached to his other parent, typically being quite open to whatever they wanted simply to appease them or make them happy. Granted, it was still in his usual lazy fashion, but it was much like a cat putting up with its owner annoying it out of love. “Are you not together?” Another head shake. Ohi'a felt his heart drop. It was already strange enough being in a world where he did not exist, but his parents not being together felt strangely more difficult.

🌑 Before the conversation could grow any deeper, the door to the station opened, revealing three people in strange suits. Ohi'a recognised them as the attire of the Ultra Recon Squad. Stepping in, one removed their helmet to meet the eyes of the other two. Another Nanu. It felt like something out of a bad movie. “… There you are,” he walked to Ohi'a, “… You're more trouble than you're worth, boy.” The boy rolled his eyes in return. The other person revealed themselves to be you as you rushed over to hug him. He groaned at the tightness. The third actually seemed to be one of the Ultra Recon members.

🌑 The other Nanu relaxed as the recon member explained that they had a way to safely return to their original world. Yet, he felt himself staring at the family for far too long. Everything he had rejected because he felt so unworthy stood right in front of him. His counterpart met his eye. “Thanks for watching over him,” he nodded, “I apologise if he caused any problems.” The Kahuna shook his head. As the four departed from the station, he sat alone for a moment in deep thought.

Maybe he should contact them. It probably was not too late.

[awmancreeper]

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DAD! TXT: Boy Vs. Girl Dad

Genre: fluff

Warning: contains baby talk, mentions of called mommy, not proof read

Notes: this is up for discussion

Yeonjun (연준)

• Girls, I’m sorry but Yeonjun’s is NOT up for discussion.

• Choi Yeonjun is THE girl dad, she’s his little princess and would spoil her!!!

• Junnie sees your daughter and can’t help but to think abt her growing up. - already crying at the thought of giving her away (not in a toxic girl dad kinda way)

• So his goal in life is show her how a man is supposed to treat someone they love (ofc leading by example- lucky you),

• every month he has a father and daughter date. - it’d be weekly if he wasn’t so busy

• They go out shopping, to eat, maybe get their nails done

• If not at a salon, you can count on Yeonjun rocking “by his little princess” nails no matter how much times the company yells at him for his busted nails- he’ll keep this polish on till the next date

• Not to mention he’d put her in every dance activities she can be in.

• Yeonjun doesn’t know if his daughter is gonna love dancing like he does but he’s gonna give her the option pretty dang early

• Why is your baby in a tutu at 2 y/o… idk ask her father bc he just said she came back from her first ballet class.

• Yet don’t get it twisted it goes both ways, she LOVES Yeonjun like she tells you daddy is her favorite :/

Soobin (수빈)

• Soobin grew up with boys so you’d think he’d want a boy bc he’s more comfortable especially since girls come with “problem” but the moment he lays his eyes in your baby girl, he fell in love.

• Tho I can totally see Bin w/ a son

• Honestly both

• Soobin is just a gentle parent- it doesn’t help that he feels like he scares them bc of his build

• So he usually lightens his voice and slouches around them

• He was afraid of holding his baby in fear of hurting them

• That didn’t last for long bc binnie is all over that baby

• As they got older, soobin used his height as an asset

• He is THE piggy back giver

• Soob treats all his kids the same but once his daughter comes up it’s over for the son

• His princess will get anything her little heart desires

• Tho he’s in total denial, saying that he treats all his kids the same regardless of their gender

• But you see it, the way bunny ears magically appear when his baby girl calls out for him

Beomgyu (범규)

• I think we can all agree that Beomgyu would be bomb at both girls and boys but I think if the baby was boy,

• he’d see the child as competition.

• Like who is this new born sucking on his s/o titties, that’s his job.

• Gyu would love any of his children but this baby boy grinds his gears (playfully)

• it doesn’t help that his son inherited his mischievousness.

• Don’t call him crazy when he tell you little gyu smirked at him when you yelled at Beomgyu for beating him at a race to the car.

• They’d both go up to your asking which drawing is better

• “whoever gets to mommy first loves her more”

• So many races (╥_╥)

• Regardless Beomgyu loves his mini me and who doesn’t like a little healthily competition here and there.

• Definitely wants more kids---- smth abt building an army ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Taehyun (태현)

• I truly can’t decided whether he’d but a better boy or girl dad, tbh Taehyun gives me “as long as they’re healthy” vibes

• but that’s good bc he’d treat his kids the same.

• Now Tae’s is kinda similar to beomgyu but in a sense that taehyun views everyone else as competition

• I don’t think Taehyun would have a preference but either way his kid is better than your kid- why bc they stood up by themselves for 3 secs.

• Or bc they held their bottle themselves when you were feeding them.

• There’s no way that kid doesn’t end up in everything, I’m saying sports, combat, dance, instruments, etc -

• it’s like Taehyun is speed running maxing out his kid’s skill tree.

• Tae’s kinda seen as the strict parent out of you two

• But he just wants best for them (and so he can brag abt his kid winning the 1st grade spelling bee)

Huening Kai (휴닝카이)

• Not matter what the gender is, it’s already set in stone that this baby with be a mini Hyuka.

• Although I do see Huening Kai with a baby boy or twins (imagine huening twins(;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)).

• Whatever the gender may be it doesn’t stop the fact that both Kai and baby are inseparable

• But its not only bc they’re alike but that have a common interest… you

• Yk how many you heard “let’s go bother mommy” from Kai

• Kai also starts their plushy collection early so by the time they’re 5, their wall is filled with stuffies

• If the baby is a boy, Hyuka would teach his boy to treat girls like a flower

• he wants to be proud of the way his son treats other, especially with girls -Kai has 2 sisters that engraved that into his head

• Speaking of sibling, Kai’s gonna want more kids

• His loves his sibling and he wants his children to have the same experience

• He also wants to have them close together for they can grow up as friends

• So get prepared bc the moment that baby can hold their own bottle, Kai’s pouncing on you for more

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[gothushi]

partially because it's been the flavour of a lot of my interactions with your bots : But which of our boys would be absolutely a *mess* when they find out you're pregnant? Who's the most likely to be just constantly trying to spoil and protect you? And... who is most likely to run? (not ACTUALLY run, but sort of wants to at the beginning)

(brought to you by a recent interaction with one of your Seb bots panicking over a pregnancy)

THISSSS ive been wanting to delve into the boys being dads and dealing with pregnancy but ive nvr done it before nor have i read much in terms of tht.

for the boys most likely to be very protective.. spoiling u a lot… i think we know the obvious answer. rob. and in other terms, nikolai. those two are definitely the most territorial of the boys and charlie is just under them. all three would actually be completely overjoyed, but also violently protective. rob wld refuse to leave on any work trips longer than maybe a few days, nikolai wld be by ur side constantly, and charlie trusts u enough for him to be away for work during the day but once he’s home he’s all over u glued to ur side to do anything u need. even in the early stages of pregnancy, nikolai especially is very territorial. keeps u behind him, hand on u at all times, keeps u marked as his, growls at any others who get too close to u. some feral vampire thing. rob constantly babies u. always massaging ur sore muscles, rubbing ur feet, he takes over the cooking and cleaning even when u tell him he doesn’t have to. charlie does the same, fusses and snaps at u to stay down, sit, stop getting up, ask for things, but he does it all with love even if he sounds kinda angry.

also, speaking of charlie. i think if it were in the early stages of ur relationship he’d be scared at first. he didn’t have anyone to care deeply abt before, so the thought of smth so intimate happening, u carrying his child, has him a bit terrified, and he doesn’t necessarily run but he does pull back a bit, is more snappy, stays at work longer, he’s smoking more often, until u just end up breaking down bc u think oh god he doesn’t love u anymore he regrets it. but once that happens he snaps out of that headspace and completely switches up, confesses his genuine undying love for u as he had before, reassures u that this is really what he wants, he was scared. it takes a lot for him to admit that. babies u, does everything the others do in the end.

i think simon wld actually run. if we’re talking in the midst of brendan stuff, he’d easily shut down his brain and just disappear. completely go ghost on u and u just have no idea what happened. u worry that he’s dead or smth, yk? but after a couple months he comes back, completely broken as a man, tired and wanting to just live his life again free of this mess. (i fesr all the boys would eventually be sweet, caring, rub ur sore muscles, cook meals for u, look up things that can help, all of em. some just lean more some ways.)

ernst wld just looove to start a family. i think he’s such a girl dad. he’d cry like a baby when u tell him. wld be so attentive to ur every need, wld know a lot of different remedies and things to make u feel better bc he researches everything easily, remembering little details abt what u like. same with father anthony. ugh just looooves to be a dad.

depending on where we’re at in lukes story is how he’ll react. if it’s earlier in his career, before his eye injury, he’d probably be pretty fucking terrified. i don’t know if he’d go as far as to ghost u bc i mean .. u know where he lives. u know his game and practice schedule. so. can’t rly do that even if he wanted to. but he’d be a bit distant, more harsh, more anxious around u. he’s absolutely terrified of passing on his condition, terrified of ruining someones life, and he doesnt rly know how to like … love smth like that. he’s still got his own issues w u, how’s he supposed to raise a kid? but, it gets worked through. similar to charlie, u either end up breaking down or just straight up snapping on him. gets his head outta his ass real quick. if it’s a bit later after he’s retired, recovered from surgery, adjusted to his new life, he’s thrilled beyond belief. granted, if it’s too soon after everything happened and he’s dealing with everything he’ll probably panic a little but then just sob bc he loves u so much and he wants a family so bad no matter how scared he had been

now seb.. it’s kinda same how w luke, it depends on where ur at in his life. early on if he’s still dealing with severe issues, bad anxiety, his bipolar and anger problems, i mean, he’s just a mess. walks right out and u don’t hear from him for a few days. it takes a long time probably to get everything straightened around again .. and get him into some therapy and on some medication. but, again like luke, if it’s a bit later on after he’s opened up abt his issues, after he’s accepted help and has slowly learnt to cope, regulate his emotions, found some meds that work for him, i mean.. tbh i think he’d be pretty damn happy. i think he’s such a girl dad too. wld probably take a little while to like … remember everything u need help with.. and by god are ur mood swings throwing him for a loop. often jokes ‘is this how i was?’

[yellowsugarwords]

heyy :) i know you’ve done smth similar to this before, but how would you think people like lee/kenny/luke/javi/etc. (feel free to add others if you want) would feel about clem asking lilly to take her and leave the school alone during the delta raid and lilly agreeing to it?

heyy :) i know you’ve done smth similar to this before, but how would you think people like lee/kenny/luke/javi/etc. (feel free to add others if you want) would feel about clem asking lilly to take her and leave the school alone during the delta raid and lilly agreeing to it?

omg I’m such a sucker for stories about Clem’s dads all stepping up to help her. enjoy, my friend!!

Context: let’s say that the characters have learned this as Clem and Lilly are making their way to go the gate, about to leave.

Lee: “Hey.” Lee’s voice came out harsh and cold. His fists were vibrating as he tried to hold himself back. “Where are you two going?” He stopped before Lilly - with her arm draped over Clem’s shoulders - continued to whisk her down the dirt path they were traveling on. “We’re leaving.” Was all she said, plainly. “I was asking Clementine.” Lee spat. His words were venomous. Deep down, out of everyone there, she knew Lee would be the toughest to get past. Lee loved Clementine like she was his own. He wasn’t going to go down without a fight. “Lee”- He cut Lilly off by kneeling and holding Clementine’s shoulders. “You don’t need to do this.” “I have to.” Clem furthered. Lee could hear her voice crack as she spoke. It was all the proof he needed. “You don’t need to do anything you don’t want. You don’t need to go anywhere you don’t want to go.” He glanced up, shooting a glare. She was unfazed. “Please, Clem,” his voice grew quieter and softer over time as if losing his power to debate her. “You don’t need to let her take you.” Clementine could feel her tears welling as she placed a hand on Lee’s arm, squeezing as if finding comfort. Before emotions could progress further, Lilly snagged Clementine’s hand and turned her away. “We need to go.” Clementine’s gaze didn’t leave Lee’s as she wandered away, watching his arms limply fall by his sides as she was whisked away from him. Lilly turned her face, not wanting her to linger on the idea of missing him. Lilly could feel the child’s wet tears on her palms. She closed her eyes and continued, not letting the sorrow get to her.

Kenny: Kenny scoffed, dumbfounded. “Over my fucking dead body.” “Kenny--“ He lifted a finger, stopping Clem from speaking. “I don’t care how you feel,” then turned to Lilly, “or what you think, but Clementine is not leaving.” “We are, Kenny.” Lilly spat. “You can’t stop us.” “Lilly.” Kenny’s voice was hoarse and tense. Lilly stared at him, shooting daggers. She could sense the defeat in his gaze but retained her posture. When Kenny’s gaze shifted back down to Clementine, his expression softened. “Clem, please. Think about what you’re doing here.” “I have.” She responded curtly. It felt almost too fast, as though she was attempting to shut him out to further convince herself. Kenny frowned, taking a half-step back, as though to demonstrate him giving her space. “I respect whatever you decide.” He said, low and quiet. “But I’ll miss you. It’ll kill me not having you around.” Clementine’s eyes finally met his, lifting from the ground. “I don’t know what I’m going to do without you.” Clementine could feel herself starting to crumble. Luckily (or unluckily) for her, Lilly placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her around. “Let’s go,” was all she said. “I love ya, Clem.” She could hear him say under his breath. As she walked away, her back turned to him, she squeezed her eyes closed, trying to force back her silent tears and failing. What was she going to do without him too?

Luke: “Clementine!” Despite the rain, Luke launched himself out of their building, darting after the duo making their way down the dirt-forged trail. He couldn’t let her walk away without trying to talk some sense into her. “Clem!” His voice seemed more hoarse the second time, forcing Clementine to pause and turn around, much to Lilly’s dismay. “You can’t do this,” he wheezed out as he finally approached the two, fumbling his way to a stop. “Please, Lilly, you can’t do this.” “It’s not my decision, it’s hers.” Lilly snapped back. Clementine couldn’t force herself to meet his gaze. She could tell his eyes were fixated on her despite Lilly’s continued banter. “Clem,” his voice was soft. “Don’t do this. You don’t have to.” “I need to.” She spoke lowly, as though she wasn’t entirely sold on the concept herself. “We need you, Clementine.” He hesitated, feeling an overwhelming wave of emotions flood over him. “It’ll kill me with you not here.” Lilly, sensing how the emotional confession was going to sway the child, stepped in. She whisked an arm over Clementine’s shoulders and continued to guide her down their path. “We’d better get started.” Behind them, Clem could hear one final plea. “I’ll really miss you.” She bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from sobbing.

Javier: The instant he got the news, Javier turned his head to face the front gates of Richmond. Sure enough, there the two were, receiving permission for the doors to be opened. “Shit,” Javier huffed under his breath, launching himself toward the duo. “Clem, please.” Javi pleaded. “I don’t think this is best for you.” “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” Lilly snapped, stepping in. “You all want to make her soft. Soft is dangerous in a world like this one. She needs someone like me if she wants to survive.” Clementine had her lips parted, ready to speak, when Lilly set her away. “Come on. It’s time to go.” “Clem,” he said softly. He reached out, grasping the  “Don’t do this. You don’t need to leave us.” Clem’s gaze lingered on his. She could feel the memories flooding her - all the times they had her back and supported her when they didn’t need to - and here they were, about to separate, potentially forever. A part of her didn’t want to leave. Didn’t want to go. This wasn’t like a family. In this world, it was her family. Just as her tears started to swell, Lilly tugged her away. “We need to get started.” That was all she said. Javier stood, defeated, watching as one of the most crucial members of his family was tugged away. There he was, powerless, unable to do anything.

━━━━━━

𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜!! ₊˚⊹

𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐣𝐚𝐫   ♡   𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐧   ♡   𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

[kiawren]

hi wren it's nice to meet you!! I hope you don't mind the random ask, but I'd love to hear abt your ship with kiawe!! how did you meet him, and what first drew you into him? and whatever else you'd want to talk abt!! (also when I was reading your pinned I saw you like link click which is SO COOL and I had to say smth :] )

- @linkclick

HELLO Nice to meet you too Julian yes I love link click i have this merch it's like holographic so when you see it from a different angle the rainbow parts are really cool I think it's really dynamic and fun to look at

ALSO IT'S GREAT HOW YOUR USERNAME IS LITERALLY LINKCLICK AND THAT YOU HAVE LINK CLICK F/OS I don't but the media is amazing if you have lore about your selfship I would really like to know as well

Okay so kiawren lore! I think I've said it before somewhere but Im lazy to find it so I'll just say everything again

Idk if you've played the games (but anyway it's not important for you to know) but my s/i Wren doesn't follow the MC's story in the games. He's an aspiring conservationist who goes to alola on a study/research/outreach conservation programme for a few months. Becuz alola's inspiration is Hawaii irl and although I wouldn't go as a tourist irl it's nice to dream that I could go somewhere so uniquely biodiverse and help out in conservation which is also literally my ambition so when I selfship in that role it makes me happy...

Wren meets kiawe when they visit Wela volcano park one day to find a nice spot to view the sunset. Honestly the meeting lore is not fixed lol. Kiawe does his trial captain duties at the top of the volcano and he was done with his duties for the day and going to head down the volcano for his canon night job at the supermarket when he sees wren and is wondering who is up here when the sky is getting so dark plus some graveler (a pokemon) specifically happened to block some of the paths that day lol idk. So becuz he felt he has a duty to look after the people and pokemon he wanted to accompany wren down cuz the paths are rocky. And then wren is like but I want to see the sunset he's like ok fine I know the best places to see it follow me. Okay so that was the first meeting

Subsequently wren just meets Kiawe at the volcano increasingly often, from like twice a week to 5 times a week to every day. Also wren's conservation thing is mainly on akala island (out of the 4 total islands in alola) which is also where Kiawe is from, and one of their research tasks was on the volcano so they met and talked and usually kiawe isn't super fond of foreigners he thought wren was some tourist but finding out he's doing some conservation thing he found it nice.

Yeah so they just got to know each other more and wren develops a crush first. For what draws me into him...

He studies traditional dances from his culture and hopes to study abroad and fulfil this passion of his, which is why he has that night shift at the supermarket but he also got laid off from it in canon 😭 And when you find out about it he says "it seems like nothing ever goes right..." and asks to battle you and says this after like ARRRRGHHHH

Like I just want to be able to encourage him that he cna achieve his dreams becuz he's one of the most hardworking and passionate people ever like he deserves everything

Also this, it's directly implying Kiawe is a romanticist becuz you get this Reverent battle style after battling him

And like it's so heartwarming to know this guy who has like a stoic exterior has sentiments like this, I'm honestly similar in this way that we're both sorta idealists. So I would like to sit him with and talk about our ambitions together especially becuz even though my primary interest is the natural world, culture is also my second biggest interest and for him it's the other way round.

Also in another game he said that other people don't really like his intensity, but his two friends Mallow and Lana don't mind, and thanks the player for also not minding. And his dad also said he's always been quite lonely and it's nice to see the MC be friends with him like 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 kiawe's such a genuine person but not the best at social interactions but when you get to know him I think he can be so generous and caring and humble and a great person to share your dreams with and achieve them together.

Also since he's a fire type pokemon trainer I associate him with red, fire, heat and the sun cuz he's so central to my world and a huge motivation and a person I can admire so much, so when I listen to music and read poems and stuff it's fun to find themes like this and think of my love for him Yes 😁

Thank you for the ask and the interest in kiawren it's always fun to procrastinate by talking about us LOL

[dootznbootz]

hi! im so curious abt whether or not you have any hcs/thoughts abt when helen and penelope found out abt what happened to agamemnon and then later clytemnestra? (srry if youve answered smth similar before! i looked thru the tags and didnt seem to find anything)

With Penelope, I kind of have it planned where I go into a bit with how Nauplius, the father of Palamedes, goes and fucks with the other kings by going to their homelands and telling their wives they're bringing back a new bride so that the queens would, you know, take on a lover or boot out the king when he comes back.

I think it's funny af that Palamedes' dad went around trying to fuck with the other king's kingdoms and it worked as most of their wives had affairs but then you have Penelope, the WIFE of the guy who set your son up to get murdered, and she wasn't buying it. Got revenge on all the kings except for the one who was truly responsible because his wife was too cool.

I love imagining him trying to convince Penelope, who's already like "You're telling me, my husband, the embodiment of simping, is going to replace me? When he knows I'm the best thing that ever happened to him?"

But when she realizes who this man is??? She's fucking FURIOUS. this is the father of the man who put their CHILD in such a dangerous situation and is the reason why her husband is away from her. She throws him out but Nauplius gets to Odysseus' parents and...tells them he died. He lied so at least he could hurt Odysseus in some way at least...Also Ironic as Palamedes I'm pretty sure is a distant descendant of Poseidon. There's something there >:D

But idk for sure how EXACTLY I'm going to have it go down but I like the thought of the family at least COMMUNICATING and sometimes visiting each other. Maybe Penelope visiting Hermione as her auntie kind of. Maybe visiting her siblings, mother, and father (until he tries to convince her to remarry again. then she avoids him :( ). Same with Clytemnestra. And idk for SURE but everyone has an inkling that she's having an affair with Aegisthus but no one knows for sure. Penelope tries to bring up Nauplius but...isn't able to get anywhere (can't spoil everything!)

When she finds out what happens it's a "I KNEW IT!" and anger as she's saddened as she cared for both these people so much as she grew up with them nearby. First Helen was kidnapped, her husband is gone, she can't see her siblings as often, now another person she grew up with and cared about is not only dead but also the one who killed them was another person she cared about! And she doesn't know how Ithaca, being a smaller island as a whole, could help their children. She's sad for them but also knows that she already has so much on her plate that she can't really help them. (also somewhat selfish :P Her and Odysseus are like-minded)

There's a part of me that thinks that, being the somewhat "I will do whatever I have to do to get on top" part of her would just "play along" to get resources from Mycenae while deep down feeling like "There will be consequences" or she would completely ignore and no longer do things with them until Orestes takes it back. She's got a lot going on with the suitors as well so idk for sure yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

WITH HELEN, that's much more complicated. She's been gone so long, and has to worry about getting back to her kingdom and looking forward to seeing her family again only to realize that some of her family has done something horrendous. Her sister killed her Brother-in-law! Menelaus' brother!! She grew up caring for Agamemnon as well! And also her husband is grieving!!! There is...SO MUCH going on. She's probably able to grieve a bit while in Egypt (because if I remember correctly they find out through Proteus, yeah?) There's grief for the sister she knew. She was ripped away from Hermione, how could her own sister not only kill her husband, but also send her children away and be so horrible to them?! But kind of in the same way as Penelope, so much on their plate with just returning, that they don't know how much they can do until later. I don't think they would be willing to do any sort of interaction with Mycenae afterward though. :P

Little side thing, but since I love MenOdy's BROTP, I'd like to think that Menelaus, being told by Proteus, a deity, where Odysseus was at, was kind of "mind-wiped" until Telemachus comes as "it's not the right time yet" with the gods. Menelaus and Helen realize afterward of "HoLY FUCK WE SHOULD'VE TOLD PENELOPE!!!" as they care about both Odysseus and Penelope. Also doesn't help that yeah, gotten news about bro/brother in law being murdered so there's a LOT going on. but I don't like to think they simply forgot??? when for one thing, I plan to write them as all very close?? NO >:(

It was just prophecy shit of "Hey, it HAS to be 20 years, mm'kay?"

[srslyspiderman]

mk so i had this FREAKY dream about Webster(spidersona) and Miguel. but the thing is Webster and Miles are pretty similar in comparison since Webster is just me.. and im similar to Miles,, so... yeah!! so im thinking.. how about i take this as an opportunity to right a freaky ass fic or smth based off that? well ur opinion doesn't matter bc HERE WE GO!!! In 1st person bc it's the only way I can write. :')

— — — woah, the mans a vamp?! — — —

I had always wanted to be apart of the Spider-Society, I always loved the idea of being.. "official" and that place was my one-way ticket to that. Being an "official Spider-Man".. what a dream! I was on my way to Miguel's office-like place and honestly the walk wasn't so bad, I had already gotten my own watch.. well wristband; this way I wouldn't glitch out and die or.. something like that! Once I got there he was lowering himself down on a platform of some sort but he didn't say a word, it was pure silence the entire time.. I had to break it, I had to say SOMETHING.

"So..how's it going big guy? You're awfully quiet," I started, he didn't have anything to say he was just tapping on some holograms doing some lame junk that I couldn't care for so I continued talking "I was thinking... I could be apart of the Spider-Society! I'm pretty helpful in my universe and I think I could be preeeettttyy useful here too!" I don't remember what I said after but I just couldn't stop blabbing at the mouth and I'm sure he said something but I couldnt hear him over how excited I was, I was so lost in my own words I hadn't heard a single word he said to me. He talks to low anyway so..not my fault! However, I guess that made him think I was ignoring him.. which didn't make him the happiest of people. Before I knew it he lunged at me and was pressing me against a wall, he arm pressing against my throat.

"COULD YOU STOP TALKING? YOU'RE VOICE IS SO SICKENING TO LISTEN TO. YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT?" his fangs retracted which honestly scared me, but IM SPIDERMAN. I'd be okay and bounce back up again, those dumb fangs couldn't possibly do a numher on me. Either way.. he couldn't hurt someone who's important, right?

"Hey man, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings I just thought maybe I could help-" He didn't like the fact I kept mentioning helping him, I could tell by the way he was just.. LOOKING at me. Like he wanted to kill me.

"Look kid, I don't need your help. I don't need any of the spider-people here but I can't wipe them all out because people all across the multiverse would drop like flies. Trust me, if I could I would've done it a while ago." Honestly I thought he was playing the role of a tough guy so I wanted to lighten the mood.

"Come onnn, why so sour? You and me could be a team! Check this out; Miguel O'Hairy-Legs and his amazingly charming side-kick, Webster! I could be like your kid, it'd-" He lifted me up into the air for just a moment and slammed me down onto the ground. I think I felt the floor break underneath me. I let out a groan and looked up at him.

"You aren't MY kid. You're just a random kid who just so happened to get some fucking powers, and you'll NEVER be anything more than that. A KID IN A SPIDER COSTUME. A FANBOY PLAYING DRESS-UP." I could see the spit coming out of his mouth, it was disgusting but it was all I could focus on with the amount of pain that was flowing through me from when he slammed me down. "Look, you're gonna go back home and live your life. And you won't be seeing anyone again, no Hobie. No Gwen. Not even Miles. You got it?"

"psh, who's gonna stop me? You're too busy cooped up in your office doing your lame work. You're just like a dad but.. without a k-" I think that's what really got to him, well, I know that's what got to him since before I could even finish my sentence I felt a sharp pain in my neck. My eyes widened as I lifted my hand up slowly but I felt a grip tighten around my wrist and lower it down with force. Miguel wasn't infront of me anymore.. he was to my side, biting down on my neck. The room was quiet like before, the silence that was so unbarable to sit through returned it also seemed to be dimming around me as I tried to push him off me but it didn't matter at that point, my entire body weakened and then everything just went black.

BOOM THE END 😱😱

[scalproie]

Haha. Kazuya. You understand.

one aspect about them i love

THEM TIDDIES

but fr he has his whole aesthetic on point. and I will say. him face. nice

one aspect i wish more people understood about them

HE'S A TRAGIC CHARACTER. HE'S SOOO DOOMED IN ANY WAY BC CHARACTERS LIKE HIM ARE MEANT TO BE PUT DOWN IN A SATISFYING STORY. HE HAS WINGS AT HIS STRONGEST BC THE MOST DEFINING MOMENT OF HIS LIFE WAS FALLING OFF A CLIFF. HE'S ON TOP OF THE WORLD, THE HIGHEST HE'S EVER BEEN, BUT HE'S NEVER TRULY LEFT THE BOTTOM OF THAT CLIFF. HE'S ALONE UP THERE. HE'S A CONTROL FREAK WHOM YOU NEVER KNOW IF HE IS ACTUALLY FULLY IN CONTROL (IF AT ALL) IF YOU REALLY STOP TO THINK ABOUT IT. HE'S SOOO COMPLEX BUT WE'VE NEVER BEEN ALLOWED TO DWELVE INTO THAT COMPLEXITY. HE'S A REALLY INTERESTING CHARACTER AND I DIE INSIDE WHEN THEY KEEP PUSHING HIM INTO THE "PURE EVIL" BOX WHEN EVEN WHEN HE MADE THOSE CHOICES HE STILL IS NOT!!! I FEEL LIKE AN INSANE PERSON WHEN I SAY THERE IS SMTH SO EXTREMELY COMPELLING ABOUT KAZUYA MISHIMA.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character

- hes still alive in the tekken:tmp timeline since jun successfully "saved" him, and while the familial situation isnt the best it could be, its still far better than you'd expect with jun and jin

- he doesnt even consider himself fully human anymore but hes truly at his core Just A Guy. take the morning coffee. collect shoes. eat boring food. hes a very plain guy and its hilarious. what does he even do all day, the role of a ceo is to make connections and relationships and hes a shadow ceo. he is so painfully A Man In His Fifties that if you remove the tekken context he could grill a mean steak I know this in my heart, what do japanese dads even do for a bbq equivalent.

- kazumi styled his hair Like That back in the day and so he will wear that hairstyle for life

one character i love seeing them interact with

Apparently in bruce's t6 ending, hes speaking to his superior(?) about a mission well done but it's said he's reporting directly to kazuya, so even if who hes talking to is speaking in english I have to wonder if it was meant to be kaz at one point. Anyway if it is I love the casualness of this interaction.

Also jin! people say theyre tired of the mishima focus but NOT ME bc those dudes only interacted ONCE until t8 finally drops. Anyway their hostility toward each other is sooo obviously fabricated bc if the writers REALLY wanted to get into it, this father&son relationship would be so much more complex than that. Also in the first project x zone, devil kazuya is a boss fight and at one point devil and kazuya are fighting for control and for one (1) second, jin sounds concerned for his dad in the way that he wont be able to kill him while kazuya is himself. fun stuff. Their more neutral interactions as a tag team in pxz2 are a lot of fun too, especially when they team up to tear verbally into heihachi. Anyway like everything about kaz, his relationship with his son isnt explored enough.

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more

Harada For The Love Of God Don't Fuck Up Kazuya's Interactions With Jun In Tekken 8.

I want to see fucking flashbacks man, how did it fucking happen. They had to have exchanged AT LEAST a couple words before getting to jin's conception and I WANNA KNOW. ITS THE MOST MYSTERIOUS AND INTERESTING RELATIONSHIP IN TEKKEN.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character

I feel like. if you stripped kazuya and jun of status and general opposite moral stances, theyre very very similar. I will wait for official t8 confirmation oh what they thought of the other but I feel they are two side of a same coin. People usually speak of jun making kazuya better but I like the other side of kazuya making jun a bit worse. In a very indulgent way I often wonder what it wouldve been like if they tried at all to make it work long term and I dont think it wouldve been that bad, especially compared to how the previous main mishima relationship ended up.

[slutt4ellie]

Outlawed Romance

masterslist

Breaking the rules seemed all too easy with her..

Summary -> It’s 1868 and you’ve ran in with one of your childhood best friends, while rekindling your friendship it starts to become clear that’s not all the two of you are.

Warnings -> ONE SHOT. / Sheriff!Ellie / Forbidden love troupe bc it’s sooo good 😞 / Reader has a husband / Western lingooo / Alcohol usage / Blood / Description of injuries / Kissing / Cheating / Both Reader and Ellie haven’t done anything with girls (trying to be realistic!! not tryna baby them or smth.) / Homophobia / Mentions of death / Angst / Fingering (E and R!receiving) / Mentions of forcing (swear it’s nothing serious!) / (Lmk if I missed anything else!)

WC: 10k

(Semi proofread!!)

Thinking back to before. Everything seemed so normal.

- -

1868

The sun was crashing on your forehead as you sat outside the general store waiting for those doors to finally open, hearing horses hoofs hitting the hot dried dirt was starting to get repetitive and in all honesty, annoying.

The day was already to long, you were out early in the morning, set to buy some items for your house which was lacking some fresh new food.

Your eyes quickly caught sights of a green pair, immediately understanding those could only belong to one woman’s.

Ellie’s eyes.

“How ya doin’?” She chimes sat promptly on her horse. One hand holding tightly onto the saddles horn, subconsciously making sure her grip is enough to hold her.

“I’m okay- just waiting out here for Mr. Rivington to open the doors” You smile back at her, referring to the store owner. Oliver Rivington.

Yours and Ellie’s friendship was nothing from new.

You both grew up in the same area, both of your fathers being screwed at the hip allowing yours and Ellie’s friendship to sprout.

It wasn’t till your father got sick where Ellie’s dad pulled back a little, you’d like to think it was nothing out of resentment. Some people grow apart that’s all.

And unfortunately that’s what also happened with you and Ellie. Because even though you’re both on good terms and every time the both of you see each other it rarely goes without interacting, you truly weren’t as close as before.

And you don’t spite her for that. Because if anything you pulled back a bit more as you both grew up.

It really just happened since you were no longer forced in close proximity with her. You and Ellie weren’t similar.

“Ah- I see then.” She nods before picking back up her words. “Surely waiting out here can’t be to fun? Would you care to join me for a drink in the saloon” She ask, despite the length you are apart you notice how her teeth tugs in her bottom lip, something she does when she’s nervous.

“As much fun as that seems, quite busy today? James has me out running errands.” You sigh out, dragging you hand to swipe across your sweaty forehead.

James was your husband, it wasn’t your choice but he wasn’t the worst man. At least compared to the others you’ve seen that is. Either way, say you had a choice being with him would not be on your list.

You can tell he’s also not to fond of the marriage, you assume he sees you as a weight. Shackles which are tied to his ankle. He used to get around, at least that’s what people around town talk about. Either way you disregard it.

Not like you can pull back, leaving him and moving far away wasn’t in the playbook.

She only nods in response, getting out a few words in the process. “Drink can’t hurt?” She smiles.

You probably shouldn’t, you have a long day and the last thing you need is James yelling at you because you “Took to long” which would be nothing from new.

He wasn’t always the happiest person in the world to say the least.

But as Ellie looks at you, you start to cave. One drink truly can’t hurt. Catching up with your childhood best friend, it sounded enticing.

“You tryin’ to get me is trouble Miss Williams?” You smile and stand up. Tilting your head as if you’re questioning her. Knowing your decision has already been made.

“Never Ma’am? Just simply puttin’ out a suggestion.” She smiles right back at you, tilting her head in the direction the saloon, only being a tiny walk over.

“Then i’m sold I suppose.” You smile. Feet moving on their own to start to walk in the direction.

Getting there took less then a minute, the longer process being as Ellie hops off her horse to tie it outside, making eye contact with you once again.

Ellie pushes past the doors finding a spot pushed up against the bar. You follow after her sitting down watching as she gets you both a drink.

“So…” She pushes your drink in your direction before bringing her own to her lips, dosing a quick swig “Tell me about yourself, seeing as we haven’t had a proper conversation in awhile.” She ask.

You can only shrug in response. “I wanna say nothin’ you don’t already know. I’m sure not as interesting as you law stories.” You chuckle bringing your drink to your lips.

“Please-“ She shakes her head, waving her hand dismissively. “Im sure your stories are just as interesting.”

You smile and shrug “Made lemonade this morning?” You chuckle. “Living up to your expectations?” You ask joking around with her.

“I’m intrigued!” Ellie jokes hand cuffing her drink once again as she brings it up to her lips, green eyes not leaving yours in the process.

“What about you miss sheriff?” You ask your smile not fading.

“I might just quit if that stays my nickname.” Ellie chuckles looking at you. “And just like you, nothin’ you don’t hear about.”

“Husband?” You ask.

“No.” She quickly responds, having her eyes trail down, you see Ellie build up a guard, it happens quickly but definitely isn’t ignored from you.

Yet before you could mention it she’s already talking.

“James, how’s he?” She questions.

Ellie is aware of your marriage, not like you’d have to hide it, or really like you could hide it? If you’re honest she had to be one of the first to hear about it. You were still young when you were married and yours and Ellie’s friendship hadn’t hit the point where you rarely talked.

Ellie was actually one of the first to know. And when you told her she wasn’t secretive about the dislike to him. Saying that he’s a pig. Telling you about the different stories she’s heard from girls around town.

She tried to convince you to deny it, tell your dad to find some different guy that would be sure to waltz in. Knowing you got a lot of attention from then men around town.

But even if you wanted to, your dad wanted a man to be able to care for you when he’d reach those doors, the ones which were death.

And unfortunately, after falling ill, he was just about there.

So the decision wasn’t changing. Not when James and his family had money which would guarantee that your life would be set.

Especially when his health was drastically getting worse.

“He’s okay, tomorrow he’s headed off for the mountains.” You nod.

Ellie looks at you and nods. “Oh yeah? And why’s that?” She questions taking the last sips of her drinks, waiting for your response in the process. 

“To sleep outside apparently- that’s what i’ve got from him.” You say. Trying to ignore the clear dissatisfaction in the fact he doesn’t share much with you.

“Families well off. No?” She questions, eyes continuing to look at you. Ellie assumed there hunting for money, having big animals like bear and moose being up around those parts.

“Think it’s some manly bonding thing with his father. Not for the money.” You joke looking at her.

“Oh, as always.” Ellie smiles right back you.

Soon your eyes trail to the bottom of the glass, seeing that it’s now empty causes you to frown. The conversation was nice but you were behind due to this little side quest with Ellie. And you had to be soon returning back home to make some food for James.

So you bid Ellie a smile and sigh out. “Well I should be goin’…early mornin’ and I feel i’ll be having a late night.” You nod towards Ellie, thankful for the drink she ending up buying for you.

“Shame- we should do it again, maybe can swing by your place tomorrow?..” She looks at you. It’s random to say the least.

You and Ellie have gone a few years with just little back and forths, and not that they were bad, detouring you from meeting up with her. It’s just you and Ellie are now grown, no longer living in your kid fantasy. So her wanting to meet up was random.

“It’s a hassle, the house is off trail. The last thing i’d want you to be doing is riding at night.” You say. Hoping maybe Ellie will get the little memo.

“It’s fine. Swear by it.” Ellie doesn’t get it.

So you comply.

“Okay- maybe after the sun falls below the horizon, James will be gone by-“ You start, not before Ellie’s voice laps yours.

“After sun goes down- okay!” She smiles. 

You weren’t sure if she was going to show, the sun was far below the horizon at this point.

James had left early in the morning, not waiting for you to get up to give you a proper goodbye. But then again.

Waking up without his dent in the mattress wasn’t horrible.

So now you feel like you’re a sitting duck. Waiting to see if the auburn hair girl really does show. Which was starting to seem like it wasn’t going to happen.

It had to be an hour past sun down, and now as you wait you’re starting to feel extremely fucking stupid. Your legs moved themselves standing up to get out of the chair you’ve unfortunately got comfortable in.

The chair had your tiredness slowly start to creep on the sidelines, your eyes growing heavy. So you feel like biting the bullet will be a bit easier. You’re a few seconds from sliding down your dress when you hear a pair of knocks.

You knew it was Ellie, there’s never people who go off trail to meet your little home. So you just sigh out. “Ellie best you get goin’, I’m headin’ to sleep any minute now” You close your eyes while still standing, hoping you hear the sound of her horse galloping away, a sign she’s gone.

But no.

“Can I come in?” She sighs. “Please?..” It’s followed by a long silence, Ellie on the grasp of giving up, but then she hears your door open and both of your eyes meeting.

You weren’t excepting the sight of Ellie. I mean you didn’t have something in mind, but to see her face having dried blood and her eye a dark purple.

That wasn’t even in the picture?

“The fuck- what happened?” You say helping her inside your home.

“Law stories” She smiles, calling back to the conversation inside the saloon. Yet you weren’t laughing because you were actually fucking worried.

You find yourself grabbing a rag and going to get water out of the bucket planted inside the kitchen. “Don’t joke.” You look at her rubbing the rag down Ellie’s face.

“Yes Ma’am” Ellie jokes closing her eyes as the cloth drags along her face. “Just a couple of men came down to Mr. Rivingtons store, waving there guns like a couple of fools.” She sighs out.

“And you did what, run head first into them?” You joke rubbing the cloth lightly against her bruised eye.

“No-“ Ellie chuckles opening her eyes. “But they were dealt with, so nothin’ to worry about” Ellie shakes her head.

After a long silence, you mainly trying to figure out what “Dealt with” meant Ellie finally speaks once again.

“My face clean?” She looks at you.

Ellie’s face had to be clean a solid minute ago, it just happened to…blank on you.!

You quickly nod backing up and going into the kitchen. The fresh water now turning dirty due to Ellie’s beaten up arrival.

Dreading for the morning where you’ll have to run over to the well to collect fresh water.

Ellie talks from the living room. “You’ve never invited me to your place y’know?” Ellie says, the tone has something hidden, maybe a tinge of sadness. You’re not fully able to read it..

“You never asked?” You reply sheepishly from the kitchen cleaning off your hands, making sure there’s now no more grime.

“Once you got that husband of yours- we never hanged out much. You know if i’m being honest.” Ellie says clearing her throat.

And now the tone is easily recognizable as jealously, yet you couldn’t pin why she was feeling jealously.

Maybe it was the fact she didn’t have a husband yet.

But Ellie was pretty, so understanding why she didn’t. You never understood it, she was capable, she just fucking didn’t.

“No one ever stopped you from coming down here Ellie.” You say turning your head to look at her from the kitchen. “You’re always welcomed, you know that.” You say.

“Fair.” Ellie says and looks at you from the kitchen.

There’s so much undoubtable tension now. She doesn’t seem like the Ellie you remember, which wasn’t shocking. You’re both old now. But the way she’s talking about you and your husband almost seems condescending.

Ellie senses she should’ve thought about her word choice a bit more. Making the quick decision to nervously stand up and starts making her way towards you. “Sorry-“ She starts.

You just shake you head and smile. “Don’t apologize- sure you meant no harm from it.” You clear your throat spitting out your next sentence to clear the awkwardness. “Do you want a drink or-“ You ask your eyes shifting to your hands.

Ellie smiles and nods. “Please- thank you” She says, eyes watching as you pour her a glass of what seems like whiskey.

You hand her the drink watching as Ellie takes it, she takes a quick swig. “You alright there?” Ellie questions looking at you.

“Oh yeah” You shake you head before looking down. You move your body once more, grabbing a glass pouring yourself a drink.

“Sorry my patchin’ up skills aren’t the best” You chuckle easing the previous awkwardness, then turning your head to get a good look at Ellie’s cuts.

“Better then what I would’ve done.” Ellie smiles and shakes her head, emphasizing your job was more then okay. “I would’ve just let them sit.” Ellie smiles.

“What- Ellie you can’t just let cuts sit? You could get sick.” And it was true. There’s been many infections from open wounds. Despite them being small. And the worry Ellie might have that fate did worry you.

She nods. “I’ll just swing by over here every time I need assistance” She chuckles looking at you.

“Doctors are sure to be better then me.” You chuckle.

Ellie shrugs and just looks at you. “Your company will make up for it.” Ellie sighs out. Eyes still Inattentively watching you.

You smile and look at her. “What are you thinkin’ about?” You question, her eyes nervously peeling to the wall behind you.

“Nothin’, honest!” But Ellie definitely wasn’t being honest with you, not even one fucking bit.

Ellie couldn’t remember a time she wasn’t fond of you, since she was a kid you caught her attention. It was pathetic in all honesty, it should’ve ended when you got married. But it just didn’t..

It was making it impossible for her to get out of this loop.

Ellie knew it was gross and messed up. She should have had eyes for the multiple men rested in Redwater. (The town you and her grew up in)

But none of them hit the boxes you did.

it’s like she couldn’t help falling in love.

If Ellie could call it that, if anything she may have been a slight bit infatuated, knowing those feelings were not reciprocated, and never will be..

But it didn’t matter when you two would talk.

Because in love, or infatuated. Talking to you was worth it.

When you two slowly fell apart Ellie found herself a little lost. Not sure if trying to save the friendship would work, or maybe it would just have her come off too strong or pushy. So she didn’t try.

She watched, of more so heard you got married. Refusing to show up to the wedding. Telling everyone else she caught a bug. Because she couldn’t be honest that she felt physically repulsed by the idea of you with James.

And selfishly she did wish it was her. Knowing that she would 100% treat you better than that asshole.

James was scrum of the earth. She knew that.

He would talk about you as if you were a prop for his life.

She would hear him constantly in the saloon late at night, as she was drowning her feelings, an unhealthy but easy coping strategy. He would talk about stuff she wouldn’t repeat. Often painting you as some disgusting figure, Ellie knew it was all a lie.

He was disgusting, he knew no one would say shit to you, and he was right.

Because even Ellie said nothing, And it’s not like she could. Say she did it’s not like you could leave him. That wasn’t in the playing cards for woman.

“I should be goin’ bit dark out?” Ellie sighs out looking at you hesitantly. Hoping that you can’t read eyes.

You shrug. “You’re welcome to stay over?” You offer. “Better then riding back into town?”

Ellie immediately smiles and nods. “Yes!” She then clears her throat, realizing that ‘yes’ seemed a little desperate. She quickly rearranges her words.. “I mean as long as i’m not intruding’ your space” She says.

You then chuckle in result of Ellie’s fast and eager yes, it reminded you of when you were little girls. Your father always said how energetic she was. Never bein’ able to sit her down.

“Wouldn’t have offered if I believed you were intrudin’?” You say while looking at her bringing your glass back up to your lips.

“Don’t want to be sendin’ a bruised up girl home anyway..!” You chuckle watching as a laugh falls between Ellie’s lips.

And the environment ending up changing once your eyes met Ellie’s lips. Because suddenly it felt like a lot of tension sprouted which was overall weird.

And you can’t even understand why was tension being created with you and Ellie. All you were doing is watching her laugh, no weird intent was behind the closed doors. Yet you’re not sure if Ellie got that message because you watched as her eyes were dancing between your lips and eyes.

Maybe it was innocently, but it was weird.

So you quickly turn your head a bit sideways to the living room. “Would you like to sit?” You ask looking at Ellie.

Ellie was quick to snap out of that “sappy” moment. If you could call it that, it was hardly a moment. Either way it had her attention fully dwell on it, she couldn’t help but wonder if that was her open. A chance to kiss you, and maybe she just missed it?

Maybe you wanted her to kiss you..?

And Ellie wasn’t thinking.

Like always.

But she didn’t want that to be the last chance she ever gets, so with that she leans forward pressing her lips to yours.

And when that happens your mind didn’t skip the chance to go shell shock? Because why the fuck was Ellie Williams, the girl you’ve known almost your whole life, someone who can easily still be considered your best friend kissing you!

What was even happening??

You quickly pull your face back, watching as her eyes shoot open, colour draining from her face, having her turn pale and sick looking.

She knows she made a fucking mistake. What if you told the law about what she’s done, she’d be lucky to live after that moment. So she quickly stutters out a sentence.

“F-fuck i’m so-so sorry?” Ellie says running her hands through her hair and stepping further away from you, she doesn’t even know why she did it- you have a husband, Ellie fuking knew that??

She didn’t understand why she couldn’t just get that through her thick skul-

Her thoughts blanked.

And she didn’t even process why.

Her mind just stopped.

Obviously not processing the lips which are now planted right back on hers.

Ellie’s lips were far softer then James, while his were chapped, hers were soft. She was gentle moving her hands along you face with care. While on the other hand he was a bit more rough.

She was also warm, something you picked up fast as her a hands rested on your cheeks reciprocating the kiss.

Ellie’s lips leave yours, kissing your cheek and down to your jaw and neck, her tongue poking out in the process.

“We shouldn’t be doing this..” You say hands in her hair. Ellie only replies with a quick. “Do you want me to stop sweetheart.” And she does mean it when she says it.

All she needs is a simple yes and she’ll pull back in an instant, but a part of her wishes you’ll response with be a solid “No”.

And that it was, because as she said it you were quick to shake you head giving her a short “No-no keep going.”

Ellie nods and continues to kiss your neck, hands on your waist as you both move to your bedroom.

Once you get to your bed you’re laid down, Ellie lips once again finding yours as she stays on top. Her hands trail down your dress, her fingertips just reaching the bottom hem of it before you speak up.

“Can we..just kiss please.” You ask looking up at her.

“Course darlin’..” Ellie says as she nods fast and leans in moving her hand up to cuff your cheek, as she once again as she kisses you. She was honestly a bit relieved you stopped her. Ellie didn’t know what the fuck she was doing, and she really didn’t want to disappoint you in any way. So your interpretation saved her in a way.

You lean your head a bit more up breaking the kiss to connect with Ellie’s neck, you heard her breath in your ear. It was a bit irregular and fast leading you to understand that she’s definitely just as nervous as you. It gave you closure knowing you weren’t the only one freaking the fuck out.

Your lips continued to trail all over her neck, hearing short noises of approval. Your hand went to the back of her neck to rub it slowly and softly, trying to ease her nerves as you work on your own.

Ellie pulls her head up a bit so your lips disconnect with her neck, she’s eager to feel your lips back on hers. So once she makes that gap she moves down to kiss you once again.

“You’re so pretty..” She sighs into your mouth once your lips meet once again, she’s quick to intertwine your hands with yours. “It drives me crazy” She says softly.

You and Ellie stopped kissing after what felt like forever, it was getting late and both of you were in need for a good rest.

Her hands wrapped around your laying down figure, head finding it’s way in the crook of you neck. That being one of the final things you remember before you drifted into a deep sleep.

You couldn’t remember if you’ve ever felt warmth in your bed like you had with Ellie.

You had James for awhile now, but every time you woke up with him it was never warm. He would never stick by your side even in sleep, not that it bothered you. Say he did you probably wouldn’t have liked it.

So it was so weird how with Ellie you didn’t question or interject it.

You let everything happen on your own accord.

She was still well rested arm draped over your stomach as her lips found a spot on your neck.

It was weird, being so intimate with Ellie. A girl.

You knew it was wrong, but it was Ellie. She wasn’t just somebody you could throw to the side and act like it never happened. That just wasn’t realistic.

But you didn’t know what to do, because this most likely couldn’t continue. It made you feel as if you were gross. Sneaking around with a girl, knowing how that’s perceived and looked at.

You’ve heard how some have died from that, even deemed witchery from some. And really, you weren’t sure you were ready to be on that list..?

Ellie’s eyes slowly opened watching as yours were planted on the ceiling, she saw the look in your eyes, she could tell you were thinking. It almost made her nervous. Wondering if you were thinking of no longer being friends or something. Ellie couldn’t take that.

“Hey.” Ellie says, your eyes turn to the sound of her voice, far more raspy in the morning.

“Hi.” You look back at her.

It’s never this awkward with Ellie, most of the times you can’t get her to stop talking. But not today apparently, because she was silent. Not really sure what to say?

Ellie sits up on your bed, looking around your bedroom. She sees the many shrines which represent your husband. Little stuff filled with the hobbies he probably enjoyed. The only thing she could distinct for you was your clothing.

She hated it.

Neither of you wanted to mention how Ellie ended up in your bed, or even what transpired last night. Fearing that if you say it out loud it might just become all that more real.

You sit up too, turning your head to look at Ellie.

Finally she speaks. “Sleep okay?” She ask moving her hand up to bite her fingernails a nervous tick she’s had since she was a kid.

“Mhm.” You nod slowly. Not wanting to admit it maybe just be the best sleep you’ve had in years. You didn’t want to be that theatrical.

“Good.” Ellie nods and looks at you.

Ellie then looks around, she knows she can’t stay here any longer..not when the items of your husband feel like it’s staring her down.

Judging her..

“I should really head out.-“ Ellie says looking at you.

You only nod. Her leaving might be the best thing right now, you can’t take this awkwardness which is so fucking foreign for the both of you.

“Yeah- yeah that’s a good idea.” You say looking at Ellie as her figure stands up straightening out her wrinkled clothing.

“I’ll be seeing’ ya then.” Ellie says clearing her throat leaving your bedroom, the sound of the front door closing following no to long after.

And you want to punch yourself for being so naive?

You foolishly believed that things would quickly go back to normal. You and Ellie would have your small greetings, like every time but you quickly realized that wasn’t happening.

Ellie was avoiding you, that was no secret. It’s been a week since that moment that you two shared in your house and you haven’t even seen her. You heard around she left Redwater a few days ago.

Lawman said she’s chasing a couple folks for a bounty, but she’s “sure to be back any day now.” But that had to be at least 2 days ago, and again no sign of the green eyed girl you’re starting to long for.

James also still gone, somewhere in the mountains with his father. You hated how you missed Ellie more then the man you should love. It was messed up.

You were starting to get worried, what if Ellie had reported you, the lawmen showing up to your place to arrest you, throw you in jail for the rest of your life. Or worse, being punished by death.

It had you living in an endless loop of anxiety, you felt like people were looking at you, like they knew what went down in your house that night. Weather or not it was impossible for them to know.

“You’re lookin’ pale” A soft voice comes from beside you. You’ve been sitting at the saloon all morning, drowning your worries in booze. And really, it was working.

The voice could only belong to Dina.

You eyes met her soft brown doe eyes and you give her a lazy smile. She didn’t know what happened, and as nice as she is you’d never tell her. It puts you and Ellie both at risk.

“Why don’t we get you some water?” Dina questions.

“N-no it’s okay, to far?” You look back at her, you watch as her eyes trail your face, silently trying to understand what’s going on with you.

“You missin’ James” She questions not waiting for a response before she continues. “Jesse and his father do this all the time, always doing their bonding stuff- but don’t worry about it, he’s probably thinkin’ about you.” She smiles and sits beside you on the stool resting her hand on your shoulder.

You couldn’t reply, worrying that you saying you miss James would easily be recognized as a lie, which it was.

“Have you seen Ellie?” You question looking at Dina, ignoring the whole conversation you both had. Or more one she had with herself.

Dina then shrugs “Heard she got back earlier last night.” She says.

“Do you know where she is.” You stand up a bit to fast for someone who’s been rested in the bar all day.

“She’s been sat at the train station all day” Dina nods and looks at you.

And now with your new found information you’re moving your feet straight to the train station, you’re fully ready to give Ellie a piece of your mind. Insult her for ignoring you, acting like just a week prior she wasn’t kissing you, telling you how pretty you were.

You felt like you hated her, but as soon as you saw her back rested on the train station walls, your words were forgotten. And you suddenly didn’t have the urge to insult her.

You decide to continue walking over hitting her shoulder a bit harder then you should have. Wanting Ellie to turn and see you. Reminding her of the girl she’s was sucking face with.

“What the fu-“ Ellie stops her words when she sees you, she seems like a child who’s been caught doing something they shouldn’t have been doing.

“Hi” Ellie looks at you.

“Why have you been ignoring me?” You ask arms resting in a crossed position.

“I haven’t.” Ellie shakes her head and looks down, hat now covering her eyes.

You lift her hat up taking it in your left hand. “You have- now don’t lie, you haven’t said anything since we kis-“

Your words are interrupted by Ellie shushing you, causing in your opinion more heads to turn. “Are you drunk?” She questions raising her eyes.

“No!” You shake your head fast.

Ellie’s lips turn into a smirk and she looks at you. “You definitely are.” She says eyes slowly shifting to your lips.

It’s times like this were she wishes loving you wasn’t a crime.

Either way she saw herself committing this crime in every lifetime, it would all be worth it if it meant feeling your lips against hers.

You were worth it.

“If you’re mad, I’d prefer you tell me?” You say slurring over a few words, either way knowing she’ll get the point.

“I’m not mad?” Ellie says looking at you before clearing her throat. “I thought maybe you would’ve told people so I left for a few days.” Ellie says.

Ellie truthfully has been having the exact same amounts of anxiety as you, ever since she left your house her mind had been in spirals.

She knew deep down you wouldn’t say anything but the risk was still there, so she cleared from town for a few days. Making sure 100% no one knew anything.

Because she kissed you first, and if you told people that she knew the consequences which would occur. And that scared her.

So she ran, using the excuse that she had leads of some bounty target..

“Okay..” You look at her and nod, your eyes now looking at her lips.

You hated yourself for even looking at Ellie in a romantic sense, it was gross.

Ellie watches your eyes go to her lips, understanding that since your drunk your self control might be a bit worse than normal.

“Not here.” Ellie says slowly watching as you eyes shift up, slowly giving her a nod.

“Sorry” You say, Ellie only replying with a nod and a small. “S’okay.”

“After sundown- would you like to-“ Your sentence can’t finish, Ellie’s quickly nodding her head like an idiot, bidding a quick and short “Yes!”

“Okay-“ You smile moving your hand back up near her face, for a second she believes maybe you’re cuffing her cheek. But that was a short lived fantasy because all you were truly doing is putting her hat right back on.

You look around quickly, making sure no one was near or around. You think fast and you press a short kiss to Ellie’s lips. “I’ll see you in a bit.”

Ellie’s blushing like crazy, and she just nods. How does she react? You literally just kissed her AGAIN.

- -

Ellie was at your house as soon as she saw the sun go down. Not wasting any time to be late.

Her hand practically controlled itself when she knocked on your door. She was eager to see you again.

Ellie wasn’t sure what tonight was going to bring, but she knew whatever it was, it was finally going to ease the longing tension she’s had since she had met you. Finally breaking down those walls which scared the both of you.

You opened the door and Ellie immediately smiled. “H-hi.” Ellie smiles

You smile right back at her and open the door a bit more wide allowing Ellie to enter.

Ellie walks in before taking off her boots and looking at you. “You look nice” She looks you up and down taking in your appearance.

“You too..” You smile looking at Ellie taking notice at how her cheeks turn a light pink.

Ellie’s always been nervous around you, it’s just heavily intensified since you kissed. Now she feels like she’s walking on eggshells, hoping she doesn’t accidentally mess something up, or worse, self sabotage.

Ellie sits down on your couch watching as you grab two drinks from the kitchen, filled in a glass cup.

“Haven’t had enough there sweetheart?” Ellie jokes, calling back to your drunk self just a few hours ago.

“Har har” You roll your eyes handing Ellie her drink, finding a comfortable spot beside her as you did so.

Ellie looks at you as she takes a sip, despite her nervousness not breaking eye contact. Both of you are facing each other while sat on the couch. You being the first to speak. “Why didn’t you tell me about this secret little crush” You smile tilting your head.

“It was hardly a crush” Ellie rolls her eyes at your statement..

Yet it definitely was a crush that lasted years among years, but she’s not sharing that just yet.

“Can I at least get a timeline or something?” You smile looking at her. You’re not sure when Ellie’s feelings developed, your assuming not over a long period of time. Your guess is maybe a little after you got married.

“No.” Ellie chuckles, trying to play off she’s not scared of telling you that she’s had this “little crush” for multiple years. Fuck since you two were children.

“So you’re plannin’ on hiding it then?” You ask hand creeping to her knee. Sliding you fingers lightly on it.

“Mhm! Seems like i’d be savin’ myself the embarrassment” Ellie tilts her head before leaning in a bit.

“I wish you told me earlier.” You say looking at her. And even though you said those words you wonder how different everything would be if Ellie told you earlier. If your reaction would have been different. If you would even let it get as far as kissing.

And Ellie thinks the same, she just says it. “I don’t think it would’ve changed much-“ She sighs out, eyes peeling from yours.

Your shoulders slouch slightly but you quickly rise them. Moving your hand to cuff Ellie’s cheek so she looks at you again. “Maybe- maybe not.” You sigh out, your body moving itself to lean in and kiss her.

Ellie’s hands move to your face, and even though she knows it’s wrong, knows the consequences and how this can affect the both of you she doesn’t pull back, she just leans further into it. Scared that if she pulls back she’ll lose you.

Both you and Ellie are leaning back on the couch Ellie on top of you while her lips are hastily trying to keep pace with yours.

You both seem in a starved state. Scared of what these actions might follow, yet both refusing to stop them. Kissing harder and more passionately each time.

Ellie’s lips go down your neck and she’s dragging her tongue down as she does. Even though she hasn’t done this, hasn’t even been close to doing this your little moans of approval is enough for her.

And she’s almost sure she hasn’t heard something so sweet, it just makes it more concrete that whatever this is, it’s not stopping anytime soon.

Ellie’s hand is finding it’s way to your chest, squeezing one of your boobs lightly. The moan that left your mouth meant whatever she was doing was good.

You’re smiling through the kiss making Ellie smile too. “What..?” She rasp out pulling back from the kiss.

“I didn’t say anythin’ did I?” You question, lips finding hers once again.

The moment the two of you are having is only getting more intense as your hand starts trailing to her pants. Ellie quickly pulls back, out of pure nervousness. It might have been because she’s never done this, or because it’s with you but she’s freaking out. “I- I just haven’t done this- and I don’t want to fuckin’ like disappoint you.” Ellie sighs out.

You look up at her nodding slowing, it’s not like you’ve done this stuff either. With a girl that is, and you’re really just as nervous as she is. Maybe you’re just better at hiding it. “We can figure it out- if you’d like too..” You say.

Ellie nods and leans her lips back to yours, feeling as your fingers starting moving to undo the button.

Ellie starts to lean back off of you finding herself on the other side of the couch. Watching you as you slowly go over her now finding yourself on top.

You kiss Ellie again before peeling back to move you hand down, getting a good look before you fingers reach her the waistline of her underwear.

You know that if you cross this point there’s truly no returning. You’ve set yourself up for this kind of life and that has you worried. If in the long run it would be worth it, seeing as your father got this “perfect life”. You almost feel like doing this would make him disappointed in you.

With a husband, enough money to live comfortably, all the shit you could ever need. And now you’re throwing it away.

But for Ellie, to be with Ellie.

That seems to easy.

Like the decision was made before you could deny it. So you hands reach inside her underwear letting contact with her extremely wet folds.

“Fuck-“ Ellie says closing her eyes and buckling her hips forward craving the new found feeling of your touch. “It feel okay..?” You ask fingers still moving in circle motions as you put more pressure on her clit.

Ellie just moans and nods, not being able to get out sentences anymore. She’s almost sure they wouldn’t be coherent anyway.

Your fingers continue to move, collecting her wetness. Ellie’s moans were only increasing and you weren’t sure how long she’d be. But she was 100% reaching the boiling point that threatened to overflow.

You slowly slide in one of your fingers with straight ease due to how wet she was. Ellie’s hips rolling practically begging for more, despite her lack of words. “Right there..” Ellie moans her eyes still screwed shut.

Your lips plant back on Ellie as your fingers continue to work on her lower region. Ellie moaning as you do so.

“I’m gonna..” Ellie’s words trail off as her eyes continue to stay shut. “Eyes on me- open your eyes.” You say holding her cheek lightly. “I want to watch you.” You say slowly, wondering if your words were far to much. Which seemed stupid because one of your fingers were literally inside Ellie.

Ellie’s eyes open and she’s looking back and forth between your eyes. Her breaths are getting more irregular and she’s starting to feel herself being pushed over the edge.

You watch Ellie’s eyes roll, eyelids fluttering shut. Her back arches running off the little high she has left once you pull out your fingers. Ellie immediately smashes her lips back onto yours. Not giving you a chance to pull back.

Her hands are tugging up your dress before moving your underwear to the side as her fingers reach your folds. She’s obviously not trying to waste any time!

“Feel okay..?” Ellie ask looking at you for your reaction.

All you reply with is a short nod and a moan leaving your lips.

Ellie’s fingers are moving in slow taunting circles as her face stays in the crook of your neck, kissing all around your throat. Moving up to then reach your lips.

You feel Ellie’s fingers start to speed up, kissing you more passionately. Tongue lapping around yours, zero plans to stop.

Ellie hands leave your aching clit pushing in her fingers.

As soon as you feel Ellie move her finger inside you, your hips are rolling themselves, having Ellies fingers go deeper inside of you.

You’re continuing to moan louder holding onto Ellie’s face while you continue kissing her, you can feel yourself reaching that boiling over point. “Please look at me baby..” Ellie says between kissing you.

Your eyes open, looking up at Ellie as your lips break apart. Ellie’s eyes on you was all it took, her looking down you with pure lust fingers deep inside you. You’re body finally lets go, eyes fluttering shut as Ellie’s fingers ride you through your orgasm.

Ellie slowly pulls out her fingers looking at you, hoping what she did ending up feeling okay for you. “Was it okay..?” Ellie ask looking down at you.

You can’t even form coherent sentences so you just lean forward and kiss Ellie.

And that’s what it soon became with you and Ellie. The both of you would sneak around town, kissing behind buildings, inside your house on the rare occasion your wouldn’t husband be there, even sometimes in Ellie’s.

It was risky and both of you knew it. You both were playing a game where the odds weren’t in your favour. But neither of you could quit. It felt like a drug for the both of you..

Ellie’s lips on yours, it was something that wasn’t quite explainable, why it felt so good. Knowing it was wrong.

But you couldn’t help but wonder why it was wrong, you didn’t know if this was love. You’ve never actually been in love. You weren’t even sure if that was real.

But with Ellie, it felt different then any man you ever been with, like she blew everyone else out of the field park.

And it came all that more apparent when your husband came back. If he tried to kiss you, you found yourself pulling back, complaining of some faux sickness. Just so you wouldn’t have to touch his lips.

While you’d find yourself sneaking out late to be with the auburn hair girl. It was inevitable for a mess up. It was a silent thing you and Ellie both knew. There was no one you’d be able to do this with no one finding out.

You were deep in thought, sitting in town letting the sun fall down on you. Trying to ignore you the thoughts about Ellie. Realizing you probably have to end it..tell her you can’t do whatever this is anymore.

“Hey Ma’am?” Ellie says planted on her horse. Patting its neck lightly to ease him. “You alright?” Ellie questions looking at you. She sees that your eyebrows are furrowed and you blocked out everything else around so your definitely thinking. She’s seen these actions since you were both little, how you ignore everything else.

“Yeah, hey Ellie” You put on a fake smile, fast enough for Ellie to maybe not question it. But she recognizes it almost immediately. Looking at you before she hops off her horse tying it to the fence post.

“What’s wrong.” Ellie says looking at you, as her hand lightly touches yours, leaving you to move your hand back. Retracting from her touch. There were people around and Ellie’s a bit more careless than you. “Sorry.” Ellie sighs looking at you.

“It’s fine- just people.” You say looking at her, you don’t know if you were wrong for thinking it. But you truly wish she was a boy. If she was you wouldn’t have to question every time you both were physically intimate.

Life would be so much easier if girls could like each other..

She nods looking at you. Trying to think of how to talk to you in private. She sees how your eyes trail down, avoiding hers. But she couldn’t read you. “We can talk later. Just once James falls asleep behind the saloon.?” You ask looking at her.

Ellie nods. “Yeah. Okay.”

- -

Ellie was there way before you, if she had to guess maybe an hour. She was fucking panicking, she never saw you like that. It hurt her to say the least.

You couldn’t even look at Ellie, and honestly it filled her with insecurities, unsure as to why you’re suddenly pulling away from her. After she’s spent so long dreaming for the both of you to be close, in the way she wanted at least.

And now that it happened, even it’s it’s just for a bit. She doesn’t want to end that. But she sees how it’s now it’s crumbling. And she hates that-

“Hey.” Your voice cuts off her train of thought, watching as you come behind the the wall of the saloon. “Hi.” Ellie smiles looking at you before walking forward towards you.

“Are you okay, you seemed like something was on your mind?..” Ellie questions her hand reaching her her nails to her mouth out of nervousness. “Yeah- no, I mean. I just want to talk.” You sigh out looking down at the ground. Pulling down her hand, you knew that she would bite her nails during nervous occasions.

Ellie’s hand reaches your cheek, thumb moving back and forth.. “You can talk me” Ellie sighs out looking at you, despite you avoiding her gaze. “Ellie this is dangerous- us doing this is dangerous.” You finally look at her.

Ellie feels like she’s biting back tears as she sees your teary eyes once escaping and falling down your cheek. “So- we’re fine. We haven’t got caught” Ellie then shakes her head. “We won’t get caught?” Ellie says looking at you. Almost trying to convince herself.

“I-I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.” You say leaving Ellie to just sigh. It’s not like she can deny it, if you get caught. You’re both dead. You’d be lucky to live. People don’t often act to pleased when the sin of homosexuality is shed to the light.

Ellie leans in and kisses you, her hands finding the back of your neck.. “I wanna be with you- and if that’s what leads me to the end then so be it.” Ellie says in between the kiss.

“Ellie-“ You start.

“No- s’okay. Promise.” Ellie shakes her head kissing you. Holding you tight, as if she lets go she’ll lose you forever. “I wanna be with you..” Ellie says.

You and Ellie continue to kiss, lost in the feelings of holding each other. Your soft lips clashing. Then something which could have sounded so quiet came down in a big crash. There was sounds of a stick breaking behind the two of you, both of you pulling back from each other.

Both of the colour drains from your faces, looking around to see nothing. The dark is caving both of your figures and now you’re worried. “Ellie- Ellie what if someone saw” You say looking at her. Hands shaking slightly.

Ellie looks around and shakes her head, trying to convince you and herself that no one was truly there. Like it was an animal. “No- it was probably just a rabbit, they’re all around these parts.” Ellie says looking at you.

But Ellie was just as nervous as you. Wondering if this was it. If that was a person.

And you hadn’t know it yet, considering you and Ellie haven’t talked about what would happen say you two were found out, but Ellie’s already understood that she would immediately take the blame. Because Ellie realized your life was set for you, you had a husband who you were sure to have kids with eventually, while her life didn’t have much worth living for, as sad as it seems.

She didn’t have a husband, nor planned to ever get one, she didn’t have much friends, and in all fairness she assumed she’ll grow old in this town. So really, once she reached the end, being death of course, what would she had accomplished..?

Ellie knew a life without you wasn’t one she wanted to take part on, and the thought of you both getting caught was enough for her to make the decision. Even though it was on her own.

She thought about what she would say, something Ellie came up with was saying that she forced you, one that made you commit theses acts. The heinous crime which was loving her. If you even did.  

It was easier this way, because it would save you.

Ellie looks at you. “It’s getting late” Ellie sighs turning her head to the ground, unsure of what tomorrow may bring.

You reply with a short nod. Realizing it’s time to say goodbye to her.

You were up bright and early, trying to get out of the house before James woke up. Not trying to deal with his instructions that he often assigned. Today you wanted to see Ellie, you had the plan to knock on her door.

But as soon as you walked into town the atmosphere was different. You knew it wasn’t in your head this time, because everyone was looking at you. Like you were some curse. And much to your despair you weren’t sure why.

But that was soon to to become evident and clear..

You see Dina and Jesse trail towards you hesitantly, their faces are reading something indescribable, like they can’t tell weather talking to you is safe. It was weird to say the least.

“How are you feeling..?” Dina spits out looking at you. Jesse talking right after her. “She’s gone now, lawmen have her in cells.” Jesse says tilting his head. “Don’t gotta worry about her.” He continues.

And now you’re confused, you don’t know a lot of girls, much less that committed a crime. And your mind only trails to one, Ellie fucking Williams.

“What do you mean? Who?” You spit out, now looking for the girl who’s often on her horse walking all around town. Patrolling to make sure everything is in order.

“Ellie?” Dina says, she’s looking at you with eyes that seem worried. “You heard what old man Walter said surely? It’s travelling all over.”

Old man Walter was the town drunk, it was nothing new. If there was no one in the saloon early in the morning or late at nights he was sure to be there, and now your heart sinks. Because if he was at the saloon late at night. He could have saw-

“He said- he was going to empty his bladder- as everyone does. But he saw Ellie and you.” Dina doesn’t spit out the final sentence, scared to speak such acts into words. But Dina didn’t have to finish the fucking sentence, you knew exactly what she was talking about. You and Ellie. What happened behind the saloon. A time where you believed everyone was sleeping.

Now your mind was going on a race to understand why you’re still standing her, why you’re not throw into a cell like Ellie. “What, what’d she say?..” You look at Dina and Jesse. Your gaze going back and forth.

“Listen your not in trouble- Ellie explained what she did- your okay.” Dina nods. “What the fuck did she say!” You now yell.

Dina’s startled back. But then understanding what Ellie did probably took a tool on you. “Ellie said she forced herself- well.. you know, onto you. Held you tight. It’s okay to be irritable-“

You’re not even listening, everything around is silent ambience you can’t process, why would Ellie even- she had no need to take the blame. Your feet left Dina and Jesse before your brain could react. You’re basically running into the Sheriffs department, almost stumbling in your dress as you do so.

The lawman watches you speed walk over, he quickly steps forward shaking his head forward. “Hey- hey best you don’t come in here. She’ll be dealt with soon enough. Everything was explained.” He says looking at you.

“Let me just see her- okay I want to-.” You think, if you say you just want to see her you know they won’t let you. “I wanna give her a piece of my mind.” You say as you look at him.

His teeth tug in the bottom of his lip, contiplating if letting you through is smart, but soon enough he steps to the side opening the door.

The department had a couple of cells. Shockingly there was no extra sheriff in the spot where one usually sits. So it was just you, and the figure that sat in the cell. Back to the door.

Her back towards you.

“Ellie” You sigh out.

Ellie’s body flinches, she doesn’t turn around or talk. Ellie knows it’s you, you’re the only one who can sigh her name out like that and give her some sort of reaction. But she knows if she sees you, it’ll make this whole situation worse. “Listen- just leave.” She keeps her back towards you.

“Turn around.” You say before crouching in front of the cell, Ellie slowly sighs and turns around.

Her appearance was another reason she didn’t want to see you, her eye was bruised. Lip seemed busted and she had a few cuts around her face. And now you can’t hold back because you’re crying, realizing that if you two didn’t kiss that night everything would be different. “Don’t cry.” Ellie shakes her head.

She’s moving forward in the cell her hand reaching for your cheek. Now metal bars between the two of you. “Why the fuck did you take the blame Ellie” You say looking at her, you want it to come out harshly, because you’re hurt. But it doesn’t, as you’re crying your voice is just weak.

“Because- I didn’t want you to get hurt.” Ellie says her hand still on your cheek wiping the tears. “Now you’re gonna be hurt..Ellie what if they ki-“. Ellie stops you, she’s sure that’s soon to come, but she knows you’ll just panic more. “I’ll be okay.”

Both of you knew it was a lie, the lawman said to your face she’ll be dealt with. But living in some fantasy seemed better then reality.

“Why’d you say it.” You look at her.

“Because I love you.” Ellie sighs. Knowing this is probably the last time she’ll see you.

Kissing Ellie through the bars was something you couldn’t explain. Because it showed how your actions lead you to this point, yet how you both weren’t able to stop now. Because you literally dug this grave. But this time it wasn’t for you, you’ve single handedly dug a grave for Ellie. Where she was sure to rest.

“I love you too.” You sign out, reluctantly pulling back. Getting a good look at the girl. You look down. “Better get goin’ don’t want him to walk back in.” Ellie says as she nods towards the man outside the door.

With that you picked up yourself feeling like a thousand pounds, walking towards the door before you look back at Ellie. She’s noticeably crying. You want to walk to her, hug and kiss her, but you don’t. You just walk out.

- -

You got word a few days after that, Ellie was killed in her cell. People around town speculated it was one of the lawmen, saying they were the only people who could open the cell, but people didn’t care.

James didn’t even console you, he just said he was busy with his father leaving you alone in your house once again. Not even having Ellie to pass the time.

Everyone in Redwater believed getting rid of a person like Ellie was a benefit.

And soon you realized Ellie would become a distance memory, someone you longed for, but could never truly have.

You’d always remember Ellie as your true love. One you’d meet again, weather it be in another lifetime.

One where you can only hope you both got your happy ending.

A/N -> UM!

This is currently the longest thing i’ve ever wrote and it’s so it can hold everyone over before Summer Blossom. Because currently i’m extremely busy!

I have a huge trip coming up and i’m working so I haven’t been able to work on that as of now, which I do apologize for! Give me another week and I swear it’ll be out.

I hope you enjoyed reading this because I LOVED writing it. I was literally listening to old music as I wrote it, and was doing research to make sure everything sorta made sense!

This is a one shot so please settle with the sad ending, it won’t be continued. I’ve never done a sad ending and I feel like I needed some angst.

But other then that I hope you enjoyed this little one shot!

[sadlittleratboy]

YAPPING! BEGIN!

so music wise i think they’d be very nu-metal. think system of a down, limp bizkit, korn, ect. i also feel like there would be a lot of riffs in their music as well as drum fills (if you can’t tell i was in band so im using fancy words bc god damnit i didn’t do that shit for 5 years for nothing)

ok now lets talk voice types

i think himiko is a mezzo-soprano for no other reason than bc my friend is one (and over the course of our friendship i have heard her sing WAY too much) and it just kinda sounds like her idk

dabi is 100% a bass. like yeah his voice is hella raspy which kinda makes it sound higher pitched (but tbh thats prolly from his vocal cords being burned to shit so i think without that he would have a deeper voice) and idk it’s just like. it makes sense to me ok. (also i always imagined dabi as being that kid who’s voice dropped super early so he just had a baby face with the voice of a grown man)

my husband/mr. compress is a baritone just cus i KNOW this man has a deep buttery smooth voice that makes ppls knees weak (can you tell i love him? ik it’s not that obvious) also at this point im going off of vibes tbh

shiggy feels like a tenor to me. he’s just got a relatively normal voice and probably has good pitch control

spinner is also a tenor for the same reasons

now twice is interesting. i feel like he just has amazing range. like bro can hit rly high notes and rly low notes. like it takes some effort but he can hit em

NOW! for how they got together

i feel like it’s similar to how the league in cannon formed. a bunch of outcasts rejected by society who came together to form a family (they make me want to piss and throw up god i love the lov so much)

now lets talk details for each member

himiko’s story is similar, her running away and stuff. but here it’s because of her mental illnesses and her family having ostracized her. so she was just living on the streets until compress just picked her up like a stray cat and took her home bc his dad instincts were activated

spinner and shiggy are both orphans who grew up in the same orphanage (like pls do you see the childhood friends to lovers vision please hear me out on this) and once they aged out and were dumped on the streets they only had each other to rely on and then they kiss kiss fall in love im going insane please send help

dabi is the black sheep of his family, and he basically disappeared when he turned 18. he pretty much cut contact with his entire family and they think he’s dead. this is bc i have this amazing idea of them having thought he was dead for years and then all the sudden they find out he’s just this fucking rockstar lol

compress is basically the only one who’s relatively normal and well adjusted lol like he had a normal childhood and now he’s just an adult lmao

i feel like twice is an ex-con. like he did a few years for a string of robberies or smth idk i just feel like he’s done time. and as we all know ex-con’s are always screwed over by society.

SO!! how they started out was shiggy and spinner would run a two man show. yk dive bars, random underground concerts, shit like that.

they met dabi bc he was at one of the bars where they played and he just went up to them was like “hey i play guitar wanna hang out some time?” and boom dabi joined the band

similar story with compress. once they started getting a little bigger he approached them and offered to help manage the band bc these are all just a bunch of 20 somethings with no adult supervision

and after compress surprise adopted toga she basically forced herself into the band no matter how much shiggy protested

now i don’t have much thoughts on how twice joined in, so if you can think of any that would be totally tubuler

jesus this is so fucking long and i haven’t even gotten to the hc’s

i think im just gonna leave this as in and maybe i’ll send in my hc’s at a later date idk

anyway yapping over

I love this so much. Personally I feel like Mr. is the one with the insane range, because that man is an entertainer okay he is CLASSICALLY TRAINED IN VOCALS and the only reason the other's take any care of their voices. Shuichi has the heavy metal growls change my mind.

Anyway I feel like Shigaraki stopped caring who joined their band after Compress, because he really does just vibe and let the extroverts do the talking. The one who really protested was Dabi because he didn't want another younger sibling (too bad). Toga definitely brought in Twice. Not sure how they met but you're DEAD RIGHT about him being an ex con.

And listen Spinner and Shigs are in love love no matter how they met (which personally I think was over voice chat in a multiplayer game). They do have childhood friends vibes though, even in canon. It's like they're so perfect it feels like they've known each other their whole lives I'm RABID over them.

[pumpkinsouppe]

I want to expand on botw lacking very strong environmental storytelling. I think botw does have great env st BUT as someone who grew up playing Skyrim, there’s a lot that botw could have done better. I’m not saying Skyrim is the perfect open world game, but there are many things it does right that encourages players to explore to the point where you’re never going to find everything in just one, two, five playthroughs.

The biggest thing that botw lacks that Skyrim has are journals. Yes botw has journals, but they’re extremely limited. Zelda has one, Rhoam has one, that one dlc outfit guy has a few, but that’s about it. There’s no leftover journals in the ruins of houses that tell you who used to live there or what civilization was like when the houses were still occupied. There’s no journals detailing the average person’s experience with the calamity. There’s nothing that makes any of the ruined settlements you find ever seem like they were actually lived in. Nothing personal to anyone, no small quirks like a ton of old cheese bc someone was a huge cheese fan or even a building that has a lot of arrows bc that used to be the arrowsmith’s house. I get that the game is supposed to feel empty in a post apocalyptic world, but empty does not mean devoid of any human touch. You can remove the humans from the environment without removing the fact that the land was once occupied but those same humans, tug on everyone’s heart strings. These are things that Skyrim does really well and encourages the player to explore new little huts they’ve never seen before, even if the arc itself is similar. The story inside whether it be alive or dead will always be different from other huts. Smth you can’t say about botw.

Hell I would even argue that the way the devs copy and pasted all the houses around Hyrule in botw is what led them to thinking it was okay to copy and paste all floating islands in totk. Like it’s fine to have similar elements or copy and paste some things but if you have only a handful of tiny island and 90% of them look the exact same and have minimal rewards… what’s even the point of exploring them?

Similar to that, it’s criminal of the devs to make concept art of link’s dad (uncle?) and sister yet no one, not even Zelda, cared to restore his memories about them, especially his sister. His sister, who was the most important character of the wind Waker, the entire reason he even defeated Ganondorf in the first place, is just an afterthought. You can make link a silent protagonist without making him a shell of a human.

In OOT, you learn so much about link. He had a mom who died while trying to save link from a civil war. He has an adopted tree dad who was telling him half truths all his life and died before his very eyes. He has friends and family from a different culture that he can never return to. He has a best friend he could rely on his entire journey and could be his translator, but the moment she disappeared he spirals into such major grief and depression he ends up in an alternate world just trying to find her. He’s silent and the players can connect with him, but he also has extremely strong roots and a strong personality.

Also… you can design protagonists that have the same hair color to look different. You don’t have to design them to look like twins just bc you want them both to look pure and innocent. Different facial structures exist, you’ve done it for over 20 years idk why you struggled so much with botw…

I can find it in my heart to forgive botw. I liked botw for a long while but the flaws of Totk not only highlighted the flaws of botw, but also ruined a lot of bits of botw that I loved (the dragons for one). So I’ve been pretty sour about the game since the release of Totk, barely even engaging in that community and no longer even making botw art.

But without the context of Totk, botw is still a great game. Are there many things I’d want to change about it? Yes. Does it also lack strong storytelling even lacking really strong environmental storytelling? Yes. But at its core, it’s a game that respects the players and tried to shoot for the stars. The art and design is gorgeous and especially in a world of hyper realistic graphics, it’s a game that looked back on its predecessors to have a beautiful stylized environment and stand out from other triple a’s. There’s a reason the botw community was going strong for 6 years pre release of Totk.

I don’t think I’ll ever forgive Totk. Totk spits on the returning players and spits on its own characters. It’s a game that doesn’t respect its source material and acts like you’re crazy for ever caring about it. Totk charges you $70 USD for a game that has even worse storytelling than botw, even worse characterization, and so many storytelling flaws that act like you and all the characters in the game have terrible short term memory. The devs didn’t even have enough respect for the game to write the story themselves. It’s a lazy and greedy excuse of a game, if the devs wanted to make a sandbox game they should’ve just made a non canon game or dlc or even a non Zelda game. I am legitimately worried about the future of 2d Zelda with the way the devs have been talking, that’s how much trust I have lost in them.

[halcyon-writings]

so for the chain of command verse, I’m highly intrigued on how supe!reader and homelander would be as parents

two individuals with issues and no therapy? no problem! (jk it is a problem, please get them help and not a child). minor spoilers for the boys s3

warnings for manipulation, toxic relationship (it’s Homelander are we surprised), mention of a pregnancy but no gender for the reader is actually established, more like a what if thing

if I need to tag anything else please let me know.

First off, I feel like there would be a slight difference between a child that is Ryan, who Homelander kinda just sets down in front of the reader and goes “Hey we have a kid.” But a little more excited bc if anything we’ve seen, he could have been a decent dad???? Shit is crazy y’all.

And he’s not like extremely young either, so he can probably notice that while Homelander is more into being a parent, the Reader lowkey leaving the emotional stuff to him. Like they’ll still be around him and all that but bonding between Reader and Ryan (who is also probably just as traumatized now that he lost his actual mother and the father figure he thought of Butcher) is like walking on egg shells.

also the reader is highkey manipulative of John to get him to do things. They’ve got that man wrapped around their fingers so Ryan would probably end up dealing with something similar. But that’s mostly to lord power over John in another way. They’re already getting under his skin in the last post (“Do you think I like being disappointed in you?”). So I can only imagine a child added to everything else is a time.

Now, it the reader from the verse had a child with him, we gotta think abt two things.

One) for simplicity’s sake I’m gonna use John bc autocorrect is being annoying, but anyway- it would take him so long to convince the reader to have a child. Like, think about a kid asking for a dog but it’s a grown ass man who wants to have a baby with someone manipulating him into thinking he couldn’t survive without the billion dollar corporation that was responsible for like all of his issues and then some. (He could, it would be difficult without the money, the influence, etc. But i think it’s posible even tho it might not be great JDKSJD ??) first time, he got shut down so quick and they even laughed at him. Reader is a career person first and foremost, they aren’t gonna have a child that could potentially take them out of commission for who knows how long bc supe babies are way stronger than normal babies so who knows what can happen.

Two) Depending on how long the relationship has developed bc while I haven’t written them out into like fics fully, I have some form of how it happens in mind. we have the first fic in the verse showing that John and the Reader are both powerful, so in no way can John really have influence on them like he does to Vought employees that are terrified of him killing them. And the reader knows what Madeline did and how she died for it so they basically are just “let’s not do that.” And make him think all the choices are his own (when they really aren’t but semantics). Like Reader would probably have to plan smth that would include either acquiring a baby or birthing them if they have the anatomy for it (idk I didn’t get that far in deciding if reader had a gender LMAO). Bc again, John is a very. volatile. piece in a big puzzle. So they really would have done it if there was some benefit in some way.

All in all, if John had more therapy and Reader was not themselves, maybe they’d be an alright family? Alright is a term that’s a bit of a stretch.

But in terms of canon, do not let them have a kid djksjdks

[were-wolverine]

more of the werewolf!stobin and vampire!edancy au bc they’re rotting my brain

- honestly i love the idea of eddie and nancy being friends

- eddie is actually very smart, he just has ADHD and has trouble focusing and doing schoolwork. nancy is the opposite, she fixates on doing well in school and often ends up overworking herself (also ADHD)

- so they help each other out; nancy helps eddie study and get his work done and eddie helps nancy learn to take breaks and relax

- plus i think nancy would be really grateful to eddie for taking mike under his wing when he needed someone who understood him (after will left) and nancy couldn’t do that for him

- steve being a werewolf is a very closely guarded secret (bc his mom finds it ‘unseemly’ and she has a reputation to uphold) so initially no one else knows

(btw vampires are seen as graceful and beautiful but deadly creatures, most of which are well-mannered and have no chance of attacking humans / while werewolves are seen as violent and aggressive and are often ostracized by humans and vampires alike)

- stancy starts dating, steve falls in love, nancy does not. eventually steve tells nancy he’s a werewolf and she’s like “ok cool but since we’re confessing stuff i’m actually not into you sorry” and he’s a bit heartbroken but he gets over it, they breakup and become good friends

- enter dustin henderson, a young satyr who runs into steve on the night of a full moon and that his wolf takes a liking to (aka that’s his little brother now). steve wakes up at the henderson’s home and dustin explains what happened. mrs henderson (who decided the moment she saw wolfy!steve carrying dustin on his back and beaming that she was going to adopt him) is also there and already has breakfast ready with a plate for steve

- eventually steve meets max lucas el and will (he’s already met mike bc of nancy but they tend to avoid each other) and his wolf decides they’re his little siblings too

(ps mike is a vampire, dustin is a satyr, max is part kitsune, will is half-druid, lucas is a werebear (yes that’s a thing) and el is part fae)

- after a bit of time steve tells them abt being a werewolf and they’re all like “oh cool. anyway” and steve smiles and shakes his head bc he loves these little shits so much

- eventually a rogue werewolf ends up in Hawkins and while steve is patrolling with hopper one night they end up finding a just-bitten robin who passed out from the pain. steve stays with robin while hop goes after the feral wolf

- steve’s wolf instincts are screaming at him “yes, keep this one. we like them. we will protect them” and he’s like yeah okay they’re kinda my responsibility anyway

- so robin wakes up on the couch at hoppers cabin with steve harrington on the floor beside her and promptly freaks out. steve explains everything to her (after she screams at him a bit a lot) and helps her through a panic attack afterwards (bc finding out you’ve been turned into a werewolf is A Lot, okay?)

- anyway, they become best friends like instantly, their wolves are super in sync and at first steve thinks he Likes robin and decides to tell her. she’s like “mmmm explain how you feel abt me” and he does and she just looks at him and gently asks “you’ve never had a genuine best friend before, have you?” and steve’s like “oh” but then robin grins and assures him “i’m proud to be your first- no wait that sounds wrong” and they collapse into giggles

(later they have a talk about Feelings and robin comes out and steve realizes maybe some of the feelings he had about tommy h and jonathan byers weren’t exactly platonic)

- then: eddie waltzes into their lives!!

(eddie was turned a few years back and went to live with wayne, keeping his ID on the downlow bc some humans (for example: his dad) are still shitty to non-humans and he didn’t want to put wayne through that)

- eddie ends up meeting nancy in one of their classes or smth, she notices he’s similar to steve in the way he can’t seem to focus in class and decides to ask if he wants to study together

- eddie’s surprised but agrees and they end up getting along really well

- when eddie realizes she’s a vampire (he knows he’s oblivious shut up) he tells her he’s one too and they become even closer

- eventually nancy decides to introduce eddie to steve and robin (who she’s gotten a lot closer to after jonathan moved) and they all get along super well

(sidenote: jonathan is also half-druid, joyce is fully druid, and hopper is human but fully an ally to non-humans)

(sidenote 2: jancy happened but broke up a while before the byers moved and were still best friends. steve and robin are besties and are friends with nancy but become best friends with her after jonathan moves away. eddie also becomes nancy’s best friend and eventually steve and robin’s too)

(sidenote 3: jargyle!! ronance!! steddie!! byler!! lumax!! jopper!!)

[ramzawrites]

requesting an angsty fic where reader is schlatts kid and they have the same features as him, namely the horns so people avoid them because of what schlatt did, it leads to reader hating their horns and cutting them off/ ripping them out and someone finds them crying, covered in blood with their horns just on the ground or smth, set after schlatts death btw

A Painful Reminder - Dad!Schlatt and Reader - Part 1

Part 2

GN

Pairings: none

Characters included: Quackity, Niki, (mentioned) Schlatt, (mentioned) Techno

Warnings: self harm (destroying own horns with a blunt object), mention of blood, abondenment, depression, cursing

Series: an angst request!

Summary: Y/N is the child of Schlatt and after his death tried their best to deal with the grief. Hoping to connect with people only to painfully realize that their horns are a painful reminder to everyone for Schlatt’s rule and therefore try to stay as far as possible from them.

Words count: 2428

Authors Note: I hope this is fine! I struggled a bit with it and I think you can tell, I apologize for that. I’m honestly not that good with angst but if you enjoy it I’m happy!! Please give me feedback on how to get better at angst :o

I love you guys and please take care of yourself 💙

After Schlatt died and Pogtopia effectively won the war against Manberg only for the nation to get blown up by Wilbur, the people tried their best to rebuild with the help of Tubbo as the new president.

There was a new sense of hope that swept through the nation. They all suffered greatly to get to this place but this was a turning point for most. A time for healing. A time for rebuilding what was lost. A time for grief.

While Y/N spent most of their time building up their own home inside L’Manberg, they were struggling a lot with grief.

They mourned for the loss of the only parent they had in their life, Schlatt.

The president of Manburg, the tyrant that died surrounded by his enemies inside a van. The only parent of Y/N.

The relationship between the two was complicated to say the least. Deep inside they still loved their father but he brought so much pain and even bloodshed on people that they couldn’t in good conscience support him.

For the longest time they tried their best trying to persuade him, that he would change his way but he never listened. Either too full with his own ego or too drunk to care. The last straw that broke the camel’s back for Y/N was when Schlatt ordered Tubbo’s execution.

The emotions they felt while they yelled and wailed at Schlatt to stop this madness was still fresh in their mind whenever their thoughts lingered back to that day. Quackity had to  physically restrain and pull them back on Schlatt’s orders.

It was the moment they realized that there was no way for them to reach Schlatt anymore. He was set in his way and nothing could change that.

After their death to Technoblade’s blood lust during the festival, they ran away and spoke with Tommy. Y/N didn’t want to kill Schlatt but they saw in Pogtopia a chance to stop him. Make him see what he has done. Make him responsible for his actions.

Only this never came to pass. Schlatt died inside a dirty van. A heart attack or a stroke. Y/N didn’t know, nor did they care. He was dead either way.

While everyone was rebuilding and trying to fall back into a normal day to day life. Y/N was lost. They didn’t feel particularly close to anyone nor did the other seem to trust them. Their eyes were always drawn towards Y/N’s horns resting on their head.

During Schlatt’s rule they became somewhat of a symbol. A symbol for himself, for pain, for blood, for tyranny. So when Y/N walked around town the others couldn’t help but stare at these oh so similar horns that reminded them of a past best forgotten.

It made Y/N unsure of themself. It was a physical proof of their connection to their father. It was a double edged sword. In the past they loved that they inherited similar Hybrid traits like their father but now it was the reason why everyone seemed to avoid them.

The people wanted to move on but these damn horns pulled them back whenever their eyes fell on them. Y/N wasn’t stupid. They noticed this pretty fast.

Hell, if anything the funeral was the best proof for that. Bad tried his best to keep everyone under control and have a proper funeral but everyone was too busy celebrating. Talking about stealing his bones. Destroying a picture of him.

All while Y/N sat in the back. They had hoped they could use this funeral as a way to finally say goodbye, let go off the pain and regret but all this chaos just made them realize that the people will never properly accept them due to their relation with Schlatt.

Schlatt may have put all of the people through a horrible and unforgivable time but he effectively snuffed out any chance for Y/N to live a normal life between these people. This legacy of his for Y/N stung almost deeper than all the time he insulted them or flat out ignored them. It made them wonder if he ever realized what he did to his own child. Even if he did Y/N wasn’t sure he cared enough to do anything about it.

Y/N wrung their hands as they stood in front of Niki’s and Puffy’s flower shop. The money ready in their hands so this transaction could happen faster but even so they were too nervous to step in.

After some mental pep talk they finally slowly pushed the wooden door open. To their horror it begun creaking which made them wince. There was no way Niki hasn’t noticed them walking in seeing how she stood at the counter but still Y/N didn’t want to put more attention on themself than they absolutely had to.

“Oh.” Was all Niki said. She almost sounded disappointed. Y/N realized that she probably would have happily greeted anyone else coming into the shop but them.

Their eyes were glued to the ground. As they suddenly became overly aware of their horns, it felt like their weight increased immensely. Almost as if they tried to press down on Y/N. It made them feel as small and worthless as possible under the gaze of other people.

Y/N put the money on the counter as soon as they reached it “A full bouquet of purple hyacinth, please.”

“Alright.” Niki immediately moved away in order to make the bouquet ready. Though Y/N didn’t watch, they were now staring at the wood of the counter. Following he natural lines of it with their eyes as they patiently waited.

After a few minutes Niki placed the flowers in front of Y/N which pulled them out of their thoughts and made them look up. Niki forced a smile on but she still looked almost stern. Soft crevices building up as her eyebrows formed a painful frown.

“This is too much.” Niki begun pushing some of the money back towards Y/N but they shook their head.

“It’s a tip.”

Picking the flowers up into their arms they tried to put on a genuine smile before turning around to walk out of the shop.

Before they exited the shop they could hear Niki say a soft “Thanks.”

That was basically how every conversation with anyone went. Only short and the most necessary words. At first Y/N tried to start genuine conversation but they soon noticed how the others wouldn’t react. Just trying to get as fast as possible through this conversation. Their eyes always directed on Y/N’s horns.

After Y/N placed the flowers in front of Schlatt’s grave, like they did every week, they made their way towards the river.

Sometimes they would spend their time there since it’s a bit farther away from the city, so it was rare to see someone else hanging out there. Y/N mostly used this place to fish in peace. If they fished anywhere near the others their stares and frowns weighed too heavy down on them.

As they sat at the bank of the river, preparing their fishing line, their eyes fell unto their own reflection.

Dark circles adorned their eyes from their countless restless nights. Only falling asleep after hours of crying.

They couldn’t help but put the blame on their horns. Their god damn horns. Y/N hated them. Hated them so much. What would their life be like without them? Would the others still eye them so incredibly cautiously? Would they give Y/N a chance? After all Y/N was vocal about the fact that they didn’t support any of Schlatt’s decisions. For the longest time they tried to help the others through the hard times!

Yet, now as he was dead, they only showed Y/N the cold shoulder. If it wasn’t Y/N themself then the reason has to entirely lay on the horns. It was a too strong reminder of Schlatt.

A sob escaped Y/N’s lips. Tears now falling down their cheeks onto the green grass. No one was around so they didn’t mind crying loudly like this.

It was just so unfair. They did everything they could and yet all they reaped was disdain from the people and in a sick twist Y/N couldn’t even fault them for it. Whenever they saw their own reflection, their own eyes would be drawn to their dark horns after all.

Back in the day they were always happy looking at them but now they were the reason for Y/N being abandoned by everyone. They used to be somewhat good friends with Quackity due to his position as Schlatt’s Vice President and even he ignored them as soon as Schlatt was dead.

They had no one and at fault were these stupid, ugly horns.

Y/N let the fishing rod fall to the ground as they continued staring at their reflection. Trembling as they sobbed. Feeling so lonely with no way out.

What could they do? Put on a hat? There is no hat big enough to hide their horns. No, the horns had to go. There was no other way.

Shakily their hand snaked through the grass towards the water. Slowly submerging it into the ice cold liquid as the hand continued searching for something. As their hand landed on a stone that fit perfectly in their palm they held it in front of their face. Inspecting it.

As if to test it they softly tapped the stone against the tip of their horn. Their head moving with it. It felt weird. It didn’t hurt, of course, but it was still a weird feeling as the soft vibration traveled through it.

Letting out a shaky breath they reached back with their arm. The stone in an iron grip.

They hated this.

They hated everything about this but what could they possibly do? What could they do to get a proper chance at a normal conversation with Niki while buying flowers? A proper chance to talk with Quackity again, the man who was right there with them as all the bullshit happened.

All they wanted was a real chance to connect with people.

Y/N let out a sobbing scream as the stone collided with their horn, ripping off a good part of the tip.

It softly splashed into the water. Getting stuck between rocks, slowly rocking with the water stream.

“I don’t want to be alone anymore.” They stammered between sobs as they once again pulled their arm back in order to strike the horn again.

Again.

Again.

And again.

Their arm and hand hurt from constantly colliding with the hard material. A huge headache was now spreading through their head as they were sitting between broken pieces of what used to make up their horn.

But they weren’t done yet. The other side had to go as well.

With every new blow their whimpers would increase as well. At first a result of their hopelessness but it soon turned into an expression of pain. But they couldn’t give up. They had to keep going.

They had to get rid off this legacy Schlatt left them with.

After a particularly harsh blow they suddenly felt something warm slide down the side of their head.

Letting the stone fall down onto the ground they frantically stared at their own reflection in the water. It was blood.

Shocked they let out a shaky laugh. As much as it hurt and was horrible to look at, there weren’t any rest pieces of the horn resting on their head. So they picked the rock back up and with a blood curdling scream they slammed it into the other horn again, trying to get rid of the rest properly.

And it worked.

They were light headed from the pain, bleeding and crying but the horns were gone.

They were finally free of the curse.

“Finally.” They mumbled to themself only to finally take the time to rest and cry. They cried their god damn heart out. It was as if all the stress from the last couple of months finally jumped off their back.

Y/N’s back hit the soft ground as they slammed back, staring at the leaves up above them. Dancing with the wind and only occasionally giving away to the sun that was shining down on them.

Dark red blood staining the green grass. Their eyes growing heavier the more they continued to cry and hyperventilate. This pain is nothing. From this point on everything has to get better. It has to.

There was an audible gasp.

It wasn’t Y/N but they were too tired to look where it came from.

“Y/N? What the hell did you do? What happened? By Ender you are bleeding!” it was a male voice. Quackity? They weren’t too sure. Too delirious to tell.

Strong hands fell on their arms and pushed them up in a sitting position. Their head rolled back and they finally looked into Quackity’s pale face. So, they were right after all.

One of his arms went around their back in order to hold the crying Y/N upright as he took a better look at the wounds.

“I have to get you to someone who knows how to make healing pots. Maybe regeneration? Hell if I know. Did you do this? Your hands are covered in blood.” He was frantic.

Y/N shakily moved their hands up in order to grab Quackity’s hand that was holding their head in place and pushed it away from them, smearing his hand with their own blood “Don’t worry. I freed myself. The horns are gone. Now, you guys don’t have to be reminded of him anymore. We can all finally live in peace. No more reminders to him.”

Quackity’s eyes widened. His mouth opened up in an expression of pure shock. He hated that he could tell immediately what they meant exactly. After the war he did avoid them as much as he could. As Y/N said they, or rather their horns, reminded him too much of Schlatt and he needed time to heal but he never imagined this could lead to this.

He felt incredibly guilty. Realizing that he never really thought about what everyone’s behavior did to Y/N.

“Don’t worry, Y/N. We’ll find a way to help you.” His arm went under Y/N’s legs and with some straining he managed to get back up, holding them in his arms. Y/N leaned their head against Quackity’s chest, staining it with their blood in the process.

“See. It’s already working.” They whispered just before passing out.

“Fuck.” Quackity had to find someone who knew how to heal them as soon as possible. Jogging back into the city calling frantically out for help.

[dellinah]

Oh my god this post unblocked a childhood memory that was long forgotten

But ok so when I was a kid, some TV channel decided to have a shark week (haha) where they showed a movie about sharks every day for a week late at night. And I happened to catch 3 or 4 of those movies after dinner

Well the first ones were fine. They were the regular "People are in boats/people are near the sea" movies where it was PLAUSIBLE for them to be attacked by a shark, yknow? (I think one of them was the original Jaws movie even). Overall they had some crazy concepts like a shark wanting revenge or genetically altered sharks but still, it wasn't anything TOO out there in terms of reality vs fiction

But me being a tiny kid with no concept of time and space, I suddenly became paranoid that a shark would suddenly attack us. It didn't matter that we were at home, kilometers away from the closest sea, in my mind it was completely possible that we'd still be attacked by a shark, somehow. And I was so scared I didn't sleep right for a few days

After I told my dad why I was so scared, his argument to calm me down was "well, we are far away from the sea. No shark can get you here, you are safe". And that convinced me bc my fear simply vanished after that

Fast forward to the last day of shark week. I was completely fine with sharks now, bc hey, they can't get me, so Im excited for the movie

Only the last movie they decided to show was one of those over the top, silly shark movies where the creators don't give a shit. Think Sharknado levels of insanity. I wish I could remember which one it was specifically but all i know is that it was a movie about sharks that could attack on land maybe? Or traveled through sewers to reach the city? Smth like that. All I know is that the people in the movie were not safe at home anymore, bc the sharks could get them on land now

And yeah, nowadays I'd look at that and think ha, it's cgi with the budget of a peanut, a ridiculous story, and terrible acting, where it's so bad it's almost kind of good

But for a little kid who was scared shitless of sharks and whose only comfort came from the fact that sharks were confined to sea and could not attack me at home? That just felt like the big fuck you ever. Like no, youre not safe at home, and there will be a shark crawling through the toilet next time I go there to eat me alive. Totally plausible

And suddenly my dad's argument no longer made me feel safe, and I was as scared as before, if not more, bc now I was convinced they could get me anywhere I was and there was no scape

So I became very paranoid, scared shitless, ans didn't sleep for like a week bc of a bootleg jaws-rip off that probably took them like a week to make. Memories

I was going to say "Now this is just getting silly", but I think we already passed that point a long time ago.

[phantaloon-books]

Things about Tower of Nero that I want to highlight to remember them forever:

Lu being an absolute badass woman, I just love her too much

Piper McClean being canon wlw, she was actually kissing another girl, we really fell in love in october

Chaos being canonically female (just chaos being mentioned as a deity rather than what's below tartarus)

nobody DIED, like no one on the good side at least?? yes plenty of beings have died throughout TOA, but nobody died in TON?? so many died in TLO and BOO, I expected to mourn someone and I didn't have too??! it made me so happy

solangelo. that's it. solangelo makes me happy.

will being incredibly supportive of nico, and instead of stopping him, going with him on dangerous adventures because he doesn't want to leave him alone. also them treating Nico's PTSD for what it is

WILL SOLACE CANONICALLY GLOWS IN THE DARK. HE'S A GLOWSTICK BABY.

also will just appearing at the gates of the throne room, glowing in rage because someone touched his boyfriend (and tried to kill his dad), and him just marching through everyone (everyone else letting him), just to pick up his hurt precious boyfriend and take care of him.

meg McCaffrey got her happy ending. she's baby, she deserves her family and her happy ending. also Lu being the mother and the 12 children being siblings?? that's one hell of a way to tell nero to fuck off and right his mistakes. we love meg.

dionysus being the best olympian after apollo. the duo content we needed, and now will never get

nico mentioning bob and how he wants to go look for him, because he can still be in tartarus

rachel still being a Total badass and hitting people in the eye with her blue hairbrush thus being iconic

meg acting as lester's anchor and only reason why he didn't let go of the ledge, not falling into chaos, is top tier 'reasons why I cried reading', because if you think about it, Meg is the first ever friend apollo ever had, and them being best friends is everything to me

also apollo choosing to go looking as lester rather than apollo because lester feels like home is on top tier 'reasons why I cried reading' too

again, the only thing apollo did in the end (once he was god again) that could be described as 'godly' was be in several places at once, fly his chariot, and get meg her unicorn

but apollo shooting fucking fire out of his hands is crazy asf, it was so cool. he really got amazing godly powers this book.

rick being bold enough to showcase abusive parenting knowing that a huge porcentage of his readers are minors, helping many realize that they could be in abusive households, and giving them a tool to reach out for help

apollo defeating nero was so satisfactory, because you realize in the end, that nero wasn't really a monster, he was monstrous, but still very much human (if only with some godly power), and pretty useless once he couldn't hide behind props and weapons, his being wasn't powerful, he was just under layers of protection

the jackson/blofis scene was so warm and loving, they really are willing to put their family in danger, baby estelle in danger, to help 'percy's friends' even tho she knew percy didn't like apollo, but she still takes in everyone who needs help, and paul being a loving and accepting husband

sally working on her SECOND novel, she really is having her best life

none of the big heroes from other series having protagonism, besides nico and will, instead giving the other kids from camp halfblood their chance to show they're just as worthy as the "heroes of olympus"

(still I would have loved to see a scene with everyone else, like the heroes of olympus guys, fighting together one last time, just for nostalgia's sake - I legit hoped to see percy and annabeth arriving with chiron in triumvirate tower, but yeah)

the arrow of dodona may have been a dumb, cringey, and slightly ridiculous thing at first, and I personally rolled my eyes everytime it said anything, but it knew what would happen from the start, and without its sacrifice, apollo would have achieved nothing. we stan one arrow

nico wearing a white cowboy hat. idky but it makes my heart swell with joy. he a gay cowboy

y'all know I love Apollo's arch, and I just gotta point this out. his trials, his time as lester, started with him falling to earth, and ended with him getting up after purposely throwing himself off the earth, towards tartarus, almost falling to chaos. that's really clever writing.

the olympians watching over him, and some actually being concerned for him rather than his progress.

poseidon not really giving a fuck about the world or council meetings anymore because percy's not there anymore

athena being the only one apart from artemis who trusted apollo could do it makes me warm fsr

lester deciding that the best way to retell his adventures is by singing is hilarious to me, he really thinks it'll solve everything

Grover not telling percy and annabeth jason died seems so funny to me, he really said "nah it doesn't matter much, field trip, yes"

"hey man" my heart broke in twenty million pieces. like I don't know where I expected to see jason. but that wasn't it. and it hurt me as much as it hurt apollo man.

(also I kinda hoped we would see nico summon his spirit or smth, but I'm actually happy nico realized that jason went by his own choice, and he was in peace, so he decided not to summon him, because it was alright. that hurt too)

kinda love how lester passes out after literally every battle. it reminds you that even tho he's apollo, his body isn't. I'm sure we all would pass out too if we did a quarter of what lester did in the span of 4 days. his body isn't made to endure that, it doesn't even have a halfblood endurance, it's a weak mortal body

the trogs were fucking hilarious. their screeches and grrs, idk there's something ridiculous and so childish about them, it's so fun

really happy that apollo never had a /real/ love interest (reyna doesn't count), cause that wasn't what his story was about. instead he got to make so many friends, and have quality time with them and his children, it's amazing

apollo being thankful people were telling him he'd grown, and was more human, because he realized that was the best thing he could have learned from his time as a mortal

also him saying fuck you man to zeus and his speech, like "no asshole dad, I did learn, I'm not going to see this as punishment, it was a great time in which bad things happened but I enjoyed it." yes, we love apollo not letting zeus win

getting to see what everyone will do now. nico and will figuring out rachel's prophecy, probs saving bob. rachel living her best life away from her parents. leo doing what leo does, always helping those who have no one else. the hunters' open storyline about this fox, possibly hinting at content? piper settling down in a quiet life is what she deserves tbh, she's earned quiet life with a cute gf, wish her the best. Frank and hazel being the best praetors, and I bet they will continue to be so. And annabeth and percy, who chose their happiness over all, at last

kinda wish we got to see someone still really miss jason after apollo becomes god again tho lmao like apollo missed jason more than the others, nico and piper being the exception. I mean, leo is fine and dandy, hazel and frank are okay, percy and annabeth are done mourning... I just we got to see any of them really mourning, rather than reading they mourned. it would have made it feel more emotional

the last conversation and the last words in general. "the sun always comes back" and "we're friends now. call on me. I'll be there for you" that shit got me sobbing my heart out. rick really managed to do right by the books and end it like he should have, unlike BOO. he took what made TLO good and used a similar formula. it's very different from "and for once I didn't look back", but it still fills you with warmth and the feeling that even though it's over, it's okay.

I'm just really emotional, this is all I can think about, but you bet I'm gonna add more when I remember