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Sapere Aude - Part 8A

Book: The Royal Heir

Pairing: King Liam Rys x Queen Riley Brooks

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

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Series Description: I developed a theory of what I think will happen in TRH Book 4, and I was encouraged by some very lovely people to turn my theory into a fic, so here it is. Basically, Riley is recruited to join the Via Imperii, this series will follow her as she joins them to try and bring them down from the inside, and all of the drama and bombshells she learns along the way. Sapere Aude is Latin for “dare to know” it seemed like an appropriate title.

Rating: M -MATURE

Warning: Adult language, smut (🍋🍋🍋) and other adult themes.

Word Count: 4,049

Notes: I know I’ve sucked at updating and posting. I hit kind of a personal slump in my writing, there was a lot of self-loathing involved. I really struggled with writing chapter 9, and I eventually had a revelation that it was likely because I wasn’t done exploring everything that happened in chapter 8, so I’ve made a sub chapter. We follow Liam when after he leaves their quarters and get into his thought process in dealing with the bombshell that was dropped on him.

And yes, you read that rating right, my lemon tree has had its first bloom. I really stressed myself out over this, so I hope it’s worth the time I spent trying to convince myself that I was doing a good job, not to mention the time my friends had to spend (see below) to boost my ego.

Thank you so so much to @txemrn for reading a couple of snippets for me and being the cheerleader I needed when I was feeling really down on myself and my work...even though I was supposed to be the one giving YOU a peptalk!

And a super special thank you to my fairy smutmother @jessiembruno. You listened to me complain, and doubt myself, and a million other things multiple times a day while I was trying to find my way, and you never once came off as annoyed or frustrated. I am so lucky to be able to call you a friend.

Finally, thank you so much @twinkleallnight for my UPDATED moodboard! She took it upon herself to update it to better reflect the feel of the story, and she did a kick ass job!

Tags: I’m officially rocking my new tag list. Everyone is listed below as well as in the comments for safety. If you’d like to be added or removed, let me know!

“Liam, where are you going?”

“I need to take a walk. Gather my thoughts.”

“Do you want me to come with you?”

“No, I need to be alone right now. You stay here, I’ll be back shortly.”

Before she could stop him, Liam was out the door. He knew she just wanted to be there for him, but he needed to be alone. The royal quarters, his home, his sanctuary, suddenly felt so small. He was suffocating there, he needed to get away, to breathe.

“Your majesty?” Bastien stopped him.

“I’m fine, Bastien, just going for a walk. Please stand down.” Liam tried to keep his tone and expression neutral, but it was obvious to Bastien that something was wrong. He bowed to the King, following orders and remaining at his post.

Liam continued walking through the palace, unsure where he was going, he just needed to get out. He found himself walking through the gardens, approaching the maze. One of his mother’s last projects before her passing...or rather, before she abandoned him. It was always a special place for Liam. Growing up, he would often go there to hide out when he was feeling lonely, or missing his mother more than usual. It was one of his favorite spots on the grounds, possibly in the world. How would he ever be able to look at this space the same again? It would serve as a constant reminder of the insurmountable betrayal he had faced at the hands of the woman that gave him life.

As he walked the familiar path through the maze, he considered his options. Perhaps he would burn it to the ground, and salt the earth to prevent any attempts at regrowth. Would that make him feel better? Would it take away the pain?

Likely not, but it would feel good to know that I took something away from her that she cherished so dearly. A metaphor for what she has done to me. My memories of her, her kindness, her generosity, they mean nothing anymore. Because, to her, I meant nothing. I couldn’t have. If I did, she wouldn’t have left.

He continued his journey, getting lost in his thoughts. He would look back at his childhood memories, trying to remember something, anything, that could ease this moment for him. Nothing came. His mind then wandered to the relationship he could have had with Thomas, his brother. He had another brother this whole time. All those times when Leo had run off to god knows where, he wouldn’t have had to be quite as alone as he was. Sure, he had Drake to keep him company, but Drake wasn’t a prince. He didn’t have the same expectations, the same limitations, that Liam faced. He could have had someone else by his side that understood all of it.

How was he supposed to feel about Thomas now that he knew the truth? His first instinct was anger, but he quickly rejected that. It wasn’t his fault that they were kept apart their whole lives. He was suddenly very curious about Thomas’s life.

What was his childhood like? How did he feel when he learned that he was also royalty? Has he ever wanted to say anything to me, to come forward? Would I have believed him if he had?

Even though he wasn’t supposed to know any of this, he hoped that things would get to a point where he could talk to Thomas, and ask those questions. Ideally in a casual setting over drinks, and not an interrogation cell.

Liam soon found himself in the center of the maze. As he took in his surroundings, his mind kept racing back to his childhood. The picnics with his mother, the games of maze tag with Drake.

I wonder if Thomas would have liked to play maze tag with us, had he been around.

He felt a sudden calming come over him at one point. When he took a look around, he realized that he was standing in the exact spot where he and Riley had landed when he inadvertently tackled her the night of the masquerade ball. The night he learned she had traveled halfway around the world just for a chance to be with him, because she felt what he was feeling after just a few hours together one night in New York. Even now, all these years later, he still felt the same butterflies in his stomach thinking of that moment.

Wistfully, he walked a bit further, to the spot where they stood the night of his coronation, where he had finally managed to say those three words he had been feeling since the moment his eyes met hers. He smiled as he replayed the memory of her saying it back to him. He was fairly certain at the time that she felt the same way, but to hear those words fall from her beautiful lips, he had never felt a high quite like that in his life. His mind then wandered to the events that those words led to, another moment he had long dreamed of. Physically expressing the love they had just declared. He felt his heart start to race thinking of their first time together. All of the sudden, anger quickly replaced all other emotions, as he remembered that there was a tape of that moment. A tape that was recorded, and held, by her group. He quickly searched the area, digging his arms through the hedges, looking for anywhere a camera might be hidden. He came up empty. Given how long it had been since the recording, it made sense that they had likely removed their surveillance from the area.

Another reason to be rid of this maze once and for all. Another reminder of the deceit. Only this time it’s worse, they brought Riley into it.

Liam needed to move on from the center of the maze, so he continued walking, finally coming across the wishing well. The wishing well his mother had told him about when he was a child.

Can you take back wishes? I wished so many times that my mother would come back to me, for her death to have been a misunderstanding. Well Liam, you got your wish, now look at you. How many other wishes have I made that will come back around to bite me in the ass?

His mind began to wander again. This time, to the night of the Homecoming Ball. The night Riley was officially presented as the Duchess of Valtora, and more importantly, his fiance. They both made wishes that night, he remembered his wish: to never let fear dictate his choices, the way his father did.

He let fear dictate his choices because of the loss of his wife. Had he known what truly happened, things would have been different. Perhaps he wouldn’t have interfered with my choice during the social season. I could have been with Riley all along. The way things were always supposed to be. I know we ended up together, and the struggles made our bond that much stronger, but there was a very real chance that I could have lost her forever, I almost did, over his choice.

Thinking of Riley reminded him of her reassurances that night, she was so confident in his ability to be a good King. She believed in him from day one, and never faltered in that. Even when he didn’t believe in himself, thinking of Riley, and her faith in him gave him the strength to continue on. To be the best man, and King he could be. To make his Queen proud.

In that moment, Liam had an epiphany. This maze was so much more than his childhood and memories of a mother that betrayed him. This maze was about the love he and Riley shared. It had played a paramount role in their story. When he looked around, he saw memories of them, their stolen moments, their heartfelt confessions. He couldn’t get rid of this maze, if he did, he would be destroying a piece of his heart.

From this moment forward, this maze is not about her, not about the lies that she raised me on. It is about the love and support I have shared with my soulmate. This is where our love, much like the flowers that adorn these hedges, blossomed.

Riley...my heart, my world, my Queen. She gave up her life, her freedom, to be with me. She left her family and friends, her job, everything, for me. She has dedicated her life to my country, she has taken on my responsibilities. What have I done in return? I’ve put her in this impossible position. I’ve put her in harm's way, yet again, for the good of Cordonia. A country had never even heard of before I came in and turned her life upside down.

He needed to get back to her. Walking back toward the palace, he started considering how she might be feeling in that moment. He had been so caught up in his own mind, that he didn’t stop to think what all of this was doing to her. She had to deliver devastating news to the man she loved, and his reaction was to abandon her. His heart sank as he approached their quarters, he felt so small. He entered their bedroom, overwhelmed with shame for the way he had left her.

Of course she’s still awake. She probably stayed up worrying about me. I was so selfish to just leave her like that.

He kept his head down, too ashamed to look her in the eye, and walked straight into his closet to get ready for bed. His mind working overtime, trying to find the right words, but nothing came. He exited the closet and walked toward the bed, hoping something would come to him.

Finally, Riley broke the silence in the room.

“Liam…” She said barely above a whisper, he turned his head and looked at her for the first time since arriving home. “I’m sorry.” She placed her hand gently over his.

She thinks I’m mad at her. She’s blaming herself. How does she not understand that she is the only thing keeping me from going off the edge? I’m the one that dragged her through all of this, and she’s apologizing to me. I don’t deserve her love.

He was overwhelmed with anger at himself, and heartbreak for his wife. “Riley, you have nothing to apologize for. I am the one that wanted you to do this. You did nothing wrong. None of this is on you.” He tried to smile, but he knew it was unconvincing. He could feel the sting of tears beginning to well up in his eyes.

“Fine, but you’re not allowed to blame yourself either.”

Even to this day, after all of these years, it astonishes me how she can see right through me like that. I’ve had years of training to hide my thoughts and emotions, that training proved useless when it comes to Riley.

“What you just said, telling me you were the one that wanted me to do this. I know you Liam Rys, better than anyone. You’re thinking about how you brought all of this on yourself.”

It’s the truth. None of this would have happened if I hadn’t talked you into joining.

For the second time that night, Liam couldn’t bear to look his wife in the eyes. She was right, but so was he. Liam felt the firm, yet loving touch of Riley’s hand holding his chin and lifting his gaze to meet hers. There was a fire in her eyes, unlike any he had seen from her before.

“This is all on them, it’s the Via Imperii’s fault. That’s why we’re going to take them down. Together. Just like Anton, just like Auvernal, just like Barthelemy, just like any other enemy that has ever, or will ever come our way. We are the King and Queen of Cordonia, Liam and Riley Rys. We are a force to be reckoned with.”

Liam was taken aback by the determination in her statement. He knew she was strong, she had been his rock since the day they met, but this was so much more than that. He didn’t know it was possible, but he felt his love for her grow.

Awestruck, he took the hand she had planted on his chin in his, and brought it to his lips, kissing it softly. “You always know just what to say, love.”

“Years of diplomatic training. I need to be prepared for every possible scenario.” She winked at him.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at the comment. She made it seem so easy to turn his mood around. It was something he would never understand, but always be grateful for.

God, I love this woman.

Riley smiled and leaned into him. “C’mon, let’s try to get some sleep. We can circle back to this nightmare in the morning, start working on a plan.” They both laid back onto the bed, and into each others arms.

In the middle of the night, Liam’s eyes shot open, his heart pounding in his chest, worry overcoming him. He needed a moment to get his bearings, turning to his left to make sure she was still there. She was.

He had been dreaming, a nightmare, technically. Riley was gone, he wasn’t sure where she had gone or why. All he knew was he felt empty, broken, more so than he ever had before. He watched Riley as she slept, a single tear rolling down his cheek. He thought back to his family, the people that were supposed to be there and care for him above all else.

His mother, who had lied to him from the second he was brought into this world. She was his benchmark for love and support, but it was all fake. Because of her, he lived his life based on false ideals. Then he met Riley, she showed him what love and support truly was.

Leo, he was a great brother growing up. He made sure Liam got to have fun, and took the heat when it would get out of hand. However as he got older, his priorities changed, and he was around less and less. When he finally abdicated the throne, he placed the weight of the world on Liam’s shoulders. The bright side to that, was that becoming the Crown Prince, and having a social season, brought Riley into his life. She helped him believe that he truly could carry the weight that was thrust upon him.

His father, a King above all else. As hard as Liam tried to break through that wall, it was duty and his country above all else. That never mattered to Liam though, he still looked up to his father and held him to such a high standard. Until it was uncovered that he attempted to destroy his son’s one chance at true happiness. Despite his attempts at ruining her name, and putting her in harm’s way, Riley stayed and fought. She fought for herself, and she fought for their love. She forgave him for his actions, something Liam was never fully able to do. And when Liam mourned his loss, she was there by his side, holding his hand.

Riley, his bright spot in all of the darkness. His constant source of goodness and joy. In all of that pain, Riley was there. Who would be there if she left him? He would have nothing, he would be nothing. He felt a tightness in his chest at the thought of losing her. He reached his hand out and gently stroked her arm, needing to touch her.

He saw her eyes slowly start to flutter open.

She’s cute when she’s tired.

He watched as she lifted her hand and ran her fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.

“Hey, are you ok?”

He unsuccessfully tried to swallow away the lump in his throat before answering. “Please don’t leave me, Riley.”

Liam watched as she sat up in bed, a confused look on her face. “Liam, never. I love you, you’re stuck with me for life.

He knew she meant it, but he also knew these things weren’t always under their control. “I just…there have been so many people that said they cared about me, and then left. Losing them was so hard. But if I lost you Riley, I don’t know how I would be able to continue on. You are the most important part of me, my everything. I don’t exist without you.”

A sadness overtook Riley’s face, Liam felt horrible for making her feel that way. He looked down before feeling her hands on either side of his face, her thumbs softly stroking his cheeks. “Liam, I promise you with all my heart, and everything I am, that there is nothing on this earth that could take me away from you. My husband and my daughter are the greatest joys of my life. A world without the two of you is not a world I would ever even want to think about.”

In that moment, all Liam could think about was being as close to her as he possibly could. He desperately needed to feel her body tangled with his. He surged forward and kissed her with everything he had. It was a kiss loaded with love, longing, and need. He lowered Riley from her seated position and rolled on top of her.

“Show me.” He whispered.

“Yes, my king.”

He shuddered at her words. Pinning her hands above her head, he slowly rolled his hips into her so that she could feel just how desperate he was for his wife. Riley closed her eyes and moaned at the sensation.

Liam’s mouth moved to her ear, nipping at the lobe before saying in a commanding, yet tender tone, “Open your eyes Riley, I want you to see everything I am going to do to you.”

Riley’s eyes opened as she met Liam’s hungry gaze. “Yes, my king.”

“Good girl.” He kissed her deeply, removing one hand from hers and slowly moving it down her body, traveling the familiar curves that drove him crazy time and time again.

Liam’s lips moved away from hers, treading across her jawline and down her neck. Riley hissed at the feeling of his teeth running along her tender skin. “Liam, calm down. You’re going to leave marks.”

“Good, they will serve as a reminder that you belong here, with me.”

Riley freed her wrists from Liam’s grasp and brought his face to hers. “Liam, I don’t need a reminder, I’m right here and I’m not going anywhere.”

He silenced her with a searing kiss. One hand traced the curve of her breast as the other traveled downward, rubbing her center through her panties. “You’re so wet for me already, love.”

All Riley could do was groan in response. She felt his lips return to her neck, as his hands traveled to the hem of her tank top, he gently lifted the shirt over her head and deposited it on the floor. His mouth continued its descent, kissing her shoulder and quickly moving to her breast, taking the nipple into his mouth, slowly circling it with his tongue. He kissed across her chest, paying the same attention to the other breast.

The quiet moans and whimpers coming from his wife were the encouragement Liam needed to continue moving south, kissing down her torso until he was met with the waistband of her panties. He paused and looked up at her.

“Liam, please.” She whispered, desperate for him to remove the lacy barrier.

He gave her a wolfish grin before taking them between his teeth and quickly dragging them down her legs. Once they were removed, he lifted her foot and softly kissed the inside of her ankle, his lips moved at a painfully slow speed, resting her leg over his shoulder as he moved closer to her wanting center.

As soon as Riley felt Liam’s breath on her glistening core, her own breath hitched. Liam heard it, and it satisfied him to know that in that moment she needed him just as much as he needed her. He tantalizingly licked up the length of her slit until he reached her sensitive nub.

She gasped as he began sucking and licking, his tongue moving in calculated circles. He knew her body inside and out, he knew just what to do to her to get the reaction he wanted.

Riley’s hands quickly found their way to Liam, running her fingers through his hair and gripping tightly guiding him exactly where she needed him. The pressure caused Liam to moan into her, Riley felt the vibration against her body and trembled.

Sensing that she was close to her release, he slowly slid one finger inside of her, and curled it slightly. She bucked her hips and moaned Liam’s name, that was all the invitation he needed to add a second finger.

“Yes Liam, don’t stop.”

He looked up at her with an unmistakable mix of lust and adoration. “Never, Riley.” Before continuing his efforts, causing Riley to plummet over the edge, loudly moaning his name. He worked through her release, savoring every second of her ecstasy.

As she started to come down from her release, Liam kissed a path up her stomach, positioning himself on top of her. Once they were face to face he kissed her deeply.

Their tongues intertwined, and Riley’s hands drifted to the front of Liam’s pajama pants, palming his hardness through the fabric eliciting a deep groan from him. Riley smiled into the kiss, moving her hand into his pants, wrapping it around his length and pumping slowly.

“Mmm...are you ready to take all of me, love?” He asked as he thrust into her hand.

Riley nipped at his bottom lip before responding. “Yes Liam, I need you.”

He quickly removed his pants, lining himself up with her entrance. Pressing his forehead to hers, and looking deep into her eyes, he eased himself into her carefully, desperate to feel every inch of her. He paused for a moment, allowing her to adjust before slowly rocking his hips against her.

As they moved together, Liam began sucking and nibbling on Riley’s earlobe. Riley whimpered in response, her hands running up and down his muscular back. She wrapped her legs around him and dug her heels into him, urging him to move faster. He complied, and almost immediately, he felt her walls starting to clench around him.

“That’s it Riley. Cum for me, love.” He locked eyes with her again, bringing one hand to her cheek to ensure she held his gaze through her release.

Riley’s back arched as she lost control, the muscles in her body tensed, and she screamed out in pleasure. “Oh god Liam, yes!”

Watching and feeling Riley come undone was all Liam needed to push him over the edge. He thrust into her one last time with a guttural groan as he filled her with his seed.

They laid still for several moments, Liam resting his face in the crook of Riley’s neck, breathing in her scent as his breathing slowly began to return to normal. He then removed himself from her and laid on his back, pulling Riley to his side. She rested her head on his chest, and he responded by planting a gentle kiss on the crown of her head.

“Are you feeling better?” She tilted her head up to look at him.

He stroked her cheek and smiled softly at her. “Much. Thank you Riley.” Their lips met in a brief kiss.

“Good. Now please try to get some sleep, we’re going to have a lot to figure out in the morning.”

“Of course. Riley?”

She looked up at him, eyelids heavy. “Hmm?”

“I love you, so much.” He kissed her on her forehead.

She smiled and leaned into him, placing several light kisses on his chest. “I love you too, Liam. Always.”

He let out a content sigh and tightened his arms around his wife as they both drifted off to sleep.

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imma-lil-teapot · 5 years

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Which Turtle I’d Get Along Best With :)

This is actually in response to @aurora-the-kunoichi ‘s post =

Ignoring the facts on why they are your favorite turtle based on looks and character traits. Based on your personality alone who do you think you would get alone with the best and give me reasons.

I was going to respond to it in the comments, but found the more I thought about it, the more indepth I wanted to actually go into the subject, and it’s been a while since I posted something of my own (sorta) so here we go~

Also, please beware the typos and errors. They bite.

A few things before we start... (Feel free to skip if you’re really not interested, it’s cool) ;)

-- Since a Bay!verse gif was used in the original post (points up), those are the Turts I’m going with in response to the post. :)

-- I have a handful of personal issues that I’m going to take into account when considering which guy I’d get along with best, namely: social anxiety and awkwardness, depression, panic attacks and low self esteem.

-- The general comfort setting I assume is during after the initial reaction of meeting them. So the friendship is still in its early stages but past the ‘OMGOSH, GIANT, TALKING, EXTREMELY BUFF, TURTLES WITH WEAPONS’ phase.

-- I really wanted to talk a bit about each one and how I’d feel around them, so how this is gonna work is basically least comfortable (first) to most comfortable (last) and of course as to why. :)

-- Please don’t think for a second that I dislike any of them based on this! I ADORE all of these boys (even though I do have a fav) and I fully believe that just about anyone (with good intentions) can get along with all of them and vice versa, even if it were to take a while (I’m looking at you, Raph ;P). I don’t see these boys being especially hostile to anyone without good reasoning, but like with all friendships, it takes time.

And with that outta the way~ (Drum roll)

(4) LEAST COMFORTABLE~

RAPHAEL~

Aww, Mr. Big Cuddly Teddy Bear himself? Why would I be the least comfortable around ol’ Red? Perhaps because, first of all, his SIZE!! :O Yeah, technically, Donnie’s slightly taller, and granted, they’re all pretty gigantic, but Raph’s on a whole other level! Skip shoulder day? I think not! And here I am, 5′1′’ and have to look to the sky to see this hulking mass staring down at me with such a piercing gaze and a toothpick poking out of his lips... Yeah, that social anxiety and shyness I spoke of earlier would be busy wetting itself whenever I’d be in the general vicinity of Raphie-Boy. Now let’s get real for a sec, it’s not like Raph’s gonna have a Leatherhead moment and turn savage at the sight of me, but in my irrational mindset, from his displayed temper and the way he goes at that punching bag, he could at any time... Not to mention how he often butts heads with Leo. It would take quite a while to completely dispel the tension and discomfort I’d be in whenever I’m around him. Maybe even a few years since I get really nervous around others that show a lot of anger and physical irritation. I’d definitely feel like he’d find me a bother, irritating or in the way a lot, even though he probably wouldn’t really since he tolerates a lot from others, but that’s just how I’d interpret his actions from my own point of view and I’d always try to stay a little clear of him for the most part. Seriously, I adore you, Raph, but you’d scare the cr@p outta me. :O

On a brighter note, I would admire his dedication to his family, his heroic actions and just the way he works out all the time. But you know, just from... afar. :) At least for a while until I got use to him more, then we might even hit it off after that!

(3) SECOND TO LEAST COMFORTABLE~

LEONARDO~

Sorry Boi Blue. :’( You may be my fav, but I’d be an awkward mess around you. Now I dunno if the favoritism would hold true if I were to meet them in reality (there’s still a good chance it would), but like with Raph, Leo’s someone I’d admire from afar, though the nervousness wouldn’t be as hectic as with his younger brother in red since Leo doesn’t tend to display it as much and not in the same fashion. I tend to have a good amount of respect for authoritative figures (or at least I try to) and he’d be no exception to that rule, but because of this, I’d both enjoy and dread our little interactions for the fear of saying something stupid or to annoy him in anyway, even though I’d probably enjoy his presence since he’s someone to look up to (and no, that wasn’t a short joke ;P ) and to feel protected by. Again, I’d feel like a burden and an annoyance to him but unlike with Raph, I would have to at least open my mouth first to get that same amount of discomfort with him as opposed to Raph... That last sentence wasn’t meant to sound NSFW, just FYI. ;P But with Leo, I think I’d actually try and work around that amount of nerves to get into his good books since he’s proven he can be a bit more on the gentlemanly side so I feel I’d stand a better chance with him... But still pretty nervy and that is why he’s in the no.3 spot. Sorry, Leader Boy. :’(

Up side, the admiration is strong. Leaders have a lot upon their shoulders to bear so that alone puts him in high respects in my eyes. Not mention I’d be in complete awe whenever watching him practicing with his katanas and performing katas... I promised myself I wouldn’t fangirl, but DAYUM, BOI! It’s getting awful warm in the sewer~ Expect applause and compliments after practice! ;P

(2) SECOND MOST COMFORTABLE~

DONATELLO~

Despite us talking about the smartest Turtle, this one’s a no-brainer, really. :) Don’s a sweetheart so I think someone would really have to try their best to get this pacifist to at least not tolerate them. That’s not to say he doesn’t have enemies - like Shredder and Krang of course - but as long you’re not posing a threat to his family, friends, the innocent or the earth, I think you’re pretty much A-okay to him. He’d without a doubt be the brother I’d feel most comfortable around after the first as he seems to take into consideration the feelings and reactions of others and is just pretty laid back in general, not really loud and ranty and for that, I’d definitely feel more at ease around. Plus, he has a bit of a fun and quirky side that comes out every now and then. Heck, even a little bit of a potty mouth. X’D Don is definitely the one I’d go to for advice on just about anything, or just to share random information and trivia with. I feel he’d be a great listener, share his own opinions in a gentle fashion, provide heartfelt solutions and just genuinely be ready to help where he’s needed. Heck, he may even try to engage me in some simple tasks like helping him with a gadget he’s busy whipping up... This is however where the comfort will start to wobble: Don-Bon’s a genius, and I’m intimidated by brilliance of the mind. :( I’d start to feel compelled to stop talking to him after a while for the sheer sake of seeming too dense to be in his presence, especially if he were to start explaining equations and science related topics. His brilliant mindset would be too much for me to bear so I think I’d probably not spend too much time around him. That’s not to say the others aren’t smart, heck, but Don’s on a whole other playing field!

Other than that, I definitely would feel comfortable around this sweetie nerd. He’s adorable! Even though the brilliance is what scares me, I would in turn be in awe of it. :) He’s a regular Einstein and then some with a lovely personality to boot!

When there’s something strange,

with your home wi-fi,

Who ya gonna call?

DONATELLO~

*Is boo’d off the stage* X’D

And finally~

~(1)~ MOST COMFORTABLE~

~MICHELANGELO~

*Lets off balloons and streamers* Well, what a surprise, am I right? ;P Raise your hand if you saw it coming! :)

But seriously though, there wasn’t much to question; Mikey’s easily the one I’d gravitate towards first and feel most at ease around. :) He’s so laid back, fun, non-judgmental, accommodating, sweet, hilarious and charming, just to name a few things! What can I say, the youngest brother of the Turts is adorable and I genuinely feel I’d get along quite well with him. <3 With all my own personal baggage, he seems like the one that would be most patient and understanding with me if anything was to surface, and he’d be so chilled about it or even joke around in a non-offensive manner to help ease the tension. That’s something I’d really appreciate with him, especially in certain situations. His goofiness could quell any nerves, that’s for sure. Even though I’m no prankster of any note whatsoever, if he were to rope me into a very harmless and innocent one here and there, I’d probably be game for it, so the two of us would probably have quite a bit of fun together. Watching movies together too, with pizza, of course! Even laughing at him showing/goofing-off during training.

So yeah, Mikey’s hands down my go-to Turtle boy in terms of comfort level, emotional support and just about everything in that relation. I see no reason as to why I’d not get along with him. He’s just a really great guy whom I feel would really go out of his way to make any human with good intentions feel welcome in his family. Someone who’s really in tune with others’ feelings and emotions and would try to help them when needed in the best way he could think of. A real cutie-pie with a heart of gold who just wants to fit in with the rest of the world. Someone who wouldn’t really care what the person looked like as long as they meant well. That’s Mikey for you, and the one I’d probably be most comfortable around! :D

And there we have it! :) Definitely a fun and enjoyable post to type up! Although the ‘winner’ was a clear cut choice, it really got me thinking how I’d feel around the other three so am really glad I got around to doing this. :) Also, I’m sure @aurora-the-kunoichi would love to see more people respond to the question so if you’re interested, feel free to respond to it. ;)

Thanks for reading~

#tmnt #tmnt 2016 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2k14 #tmnt 2k16 #leonardo tmnt #raphael tmnt #donatello tmnt #michelangelo tmnt #response post #this took forever #no seriously #i started it last year #fail #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey

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tfw-needs-baby · 5 years

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midam | mated

read on ao3? -- mated

‘Castiel, I thought Michael and I were already mated!’ Adam huffs, sitting across the table from him.

‘Well, no. You aren’t mated. Both of you are simply dating, he just calls it mating.’ Castiel replied, showing Jack how to solve a chemistry question. ‘He wants to spend the rest of eternity by your side, joining his grace and your soul together.’

‘But isn’t that more of a friendship thing? Like you, Sam and Dean?’ He replies, and the angel shakes his head in disagreement.

‘What the three of us have, it’s powerful. I bonded with two soulmates, which technically makes me their third soulmate. My grace is interwoven with the souls, making us sense each other’s emotions and telepathically talk to one another. I’m able to enter their heaven.’ Castiel smiles. ‘We also have marks, to show that we are fully and truly mated.’

‘Really? Do you get to choose?’ Adam’s curious now.

‘Yes. You will have the option to choose your own, and fate herself will have one to place.’ Castiel spreads his wings wide, and Jack jumps at the sight of them.

‘Awesome! Can I show uncle Adam my wings too?’ Jack jumps out of his seat before Castiel can give a reply, and light, golden wings, similar to Lucifier’s appear on his back. He gives it a tentative flap or two, smiling at the sight and stretching them out. A couple of feathers fell to the floor.

‘Kid, they look beautiful.’

‘Thanks! I make sure to clean them almost everyday, sometimes me and dad take our other two dads out flying.’ Jack flushes with pride, and Castiel smiles at the two of them bonding, flapping his wings to grab Adam’s attention.

Castiel’s wings are a midnight color, more raven than black. They look like they hide the stars. He takes off his trenchcoat and regular suit coat, losing the tie and unbuttoning the shirt, and Adam puts his hands up.

‘Woah, okay, I’m currently in a relationship --’

‘I know, Adam. I’m simply trying to show you my bond marks.’ Castiel takes off the white shirt, turning around and closing his wings together, then arching it above his head, revealing two marks.

S.W. D.W.

It looked familiar, and he realised he saw those same engravings on the table that Michael has shamelessly fucked him on. Castiel looks at Adam’s flushed face with a curious tilt and a small smirk, like he knows what his big brother has been doing to Adam.

‘The two of them wanted their initials.’

‘Possessive much?’

‘Possibly.’

Jack looks at the marks, grinning. ‘You have to show him the stars!’

‘Oh, right. I forgot about those.’ Castiel spreads his wings out, making sure they face Adam and then, dots. Small, glowing white dot spreading everywhere, lines fading in and out to show constellations. Huh. Guess they really do hide the stars. ‘These are the ones fate gave to me. She was very considerate, for Dean has his constellations hidden in his freckles and Sam has it all over his back, upper shoulders and thighs. A speck or few on stomach and chest.’

‘Oh my -- I can’t even say God, because he’s an asshole. Okay, can I touch it?’ Adam jumps across the table and Jack is already touching his wings.

The angel nodded in agreement, more focused on Jack touching his wings and reading the constellations aloud. ‘This one forms a pentagram, which is the same thing as my anti-possession symbol! And this one is Leo!’

‘Awesome!’ Adam says eagerily, pointing to one forming right in front of Jack. ‘What’s this one then!’

‘Oh! That’s Aquarius, well, now it Aries!’ The nephilim replies happily, and Castiel turns around, beaming.

‘I don’t remember teaching you about the zodiac constellations.’ Castiels says, and Jack thrusts his right arm backward, book flying right into his hand to show his dad, catching it with ease. It’s a leather notebook, decorated with band stickers and says <A Guide To The Stars Above, by Jack Kline - Winchester.> It’s even got the cute <keep out!> sticker posted at the bottom in bright red letters.

‘I’ve been teaching myself, when I’m at home with Raphael and you and dads are on a case.’ Castiel reaches over his shoulder to grab the book, skimming through the pages and notes and doodles.

‘I’m impressed.’

Jack beams with pride again, and that's the same moment the Winchester duo runs through the library door, worried and glowing dots showing through their clothing and Deans face.

‘Castiel? What wrong?’ Sam says, scanning the area and relaxing a bit when he sees no threat of immediate danger.

‘Ah -- I forgot to tell you, Adam.’ Castiel lowers his wings, stars disappearing and the Winchester’s spots stop glowing. ‘They can signal your mate, telling them that you are in danger and a small line will appear in front of them, leading to you.’

‘You want to be Michael’s mate?’ Dean asks, and Adam nods his head.

‘Oh.’ The older Winchester doesn’t exactly know how to feel about that, he has to keep reminding himself that this isn’t the Michael that took over his body. He sighed, giving a thumbs up as a sign of approval.

‘Wait, does that mean -- are you and Uncle Mickey getting married?’ Jack jumps excitedly, and the Milligan blushes.

‘No, I’m just -- well, maybe? Does this count as marriage?’ Adam asks, and Sam shrugs.

‘If you want to, then go right ahead. Except you have to be naked for this.’

‘What?’

‘And it hurts alot. Make sure you don’t die of blood loss.’ Dean adds on, just to scare him.

‘Not helping!’

‘Michael, can we be mated?’ Adam asks a few hours later, and Michael looks up from the book he’s reading. He’s in a human body, chocolate skin and blue eyes, black hair slicked back. And annoyingly tall for a vessel that size.

He blinks twice. ‘Adam, did I not ask you to be my boyfriend?’

‘What! No, you did, it’s just…’ Adam scrubs a hand over his face, spinning on his heel to leave. ‘Nevermind. It’s stupid.’

Michael appears in front of him then, book making a loud thud as it falls to the floor. He holds Adam’s hands into his, not gently, but possessive, making him smile. ‘What is it? Please, I don’t want you to worry, it causes wrinkles on your human form.’

‘I wanted to be mated to you, for all of eternity. Like Castiel, Sam and Dean.’ Adam tries to say it firmly, but his voice keeps cracking and and Michael’s breath hitches.

‘All of eternity? I do not even know if we have that, with the threat of fath-God keeping everyone awake at night.’ Michael replies, and Adam kisses him. Softly, gently, pouring in nothing but love. It’s only a few seconds, and minor kisses like those somehow manage to make butterflies in his stomach.

‘Then why not now? Even if we don’t have that much time left, I still want to be by your side.I’m sorry, that probably sounds desperate --’

Michael kisses him quickly and hard, and passes a soft smile. ‘That was both meant to shut you up and tell you that I love you. Castiel told me about it.’

‘Can we not talk about Castiel in the middle of heartfelt moment?’ Adam says, but still ends up giggling like a kid.

‘But, I want to be mated to you too. But, you will not die. I’m an archangel, so if you do die, you will end up in the empty. Castiel bonded with two humans, so if he dies in his angel form, he will become a human soul and live in the Winchesters heaven.’ Michael was nervous. ‘Are you sure you want to spend the rest of eternity with me? I’m know to be… commanding.’

‘Oh, I love it when you command me.’

‘Adam! I’m serious!’

‘Alright, alright. I really do love you and want to spend eternity with you. Besides, I spent ten-thousand years with you in the cage after all.’

Adam is sitting naked in a circle made out of white blood.

‘It’s pure blood. From a couple of demons that became angels.’ Michael says. Adam didn’t ask. The eldest archangel lays a knife with a grass handle right in front of him, covered in Enochian. There are 7 bottles, each the color of a rainbow.

Uncapping the red one, he spills it onto Adam, chanting some Endochian prayer, and it feels like a large amount of anger and shame spilled into him. For crying out loud, he’s in their bedroom naked, sitting on the cold floor and being poured with -- what was this? Oil?

Michael places a hand of pure grace onto his shoulder, and there’s a balance of euphoria and anger inside of him, making Adam glance at his mate curiously.

‘Adam, these will make you feel an onslaught of powerful emotions, but do not act on them, or it will be a while before I am able to perform this ritual again.’ Michael says, and Adam can only nod in agreement, not trusting his voice.

He closes his eyes, and lets the emotions run through him. Passion, envy, grief, shock. He can envision the colors being spread on his body too. Focuses on Michael’s voice. And then Michael makes him stand, and he feels a prick in his shoulder. The archangel is writing Endochian all over his body, and the Milligan can feel the blood sliding down his skin. It’s not deep, just enough to open up his skin.

Michael moves Adam’s hand to cover his eyes. ‘I need them closed shut, because my trueform will hurt for you to look at.’

He leaves his hand over Adam’s eyes, just in case. And he kisses him.

Everything is white.

Adam screams.

Nothing.

🌻

‘Adam? Adam, you can open your eyes now.’ Michael says, smiling. Adam is still standing up naked, nothing has changed, the room is still in the same state as before and yet he feels lighter. The enochian on his body and the colorful oils are gone too. Like a heavy weight has disappeared. He moves his wings to rub at his eyes.

🌻

Wings.

Things that birds have.

Those, feathery, flappy, large expandable things that angels have.

Well, yes. Wings. Have you never seen wings before?

Adam jumps at the voice, looking at Michael, whose wearing a smug smile. He’s clearly entertained by his boyfriends disbelief.

Aren’t you going to say anything?

‘I’M AN ANGEL?’ Adam’s scream tears through the bunker, and Michael winces at the sound. Adam clears his throat, using his human voice this time. ‘I’m an angel?’

‘Yes. I forgot to mention, when you are mated to an archangel, if the mate is human, then they can become an angel.’

‘So why aren’t my other two brother’s angels?’

‘Castiel would need permission and grace from an archangel to do so. However, he’s planning on surprising them for their friendship anniversary.’ Michael grins, touching Adam’s wings, and he flinched violently. They’re sensitive.

Michael lets his wings show behind him, pure white with blue streaked at the top. It reminds him of the clouds, forever changing. His hands trace Adam’s back, which is a mess of all sorts of flowers. He couldn’t choose just one, so he went with a flowerbed, hiding a shield underneath. Michael’s mark is two swords starting at his shoulders and crossing each other, flowers intertwined. A blue flame has both the swords on fire.

‘Where is the mark fate gave us?’ Adam looked at himself, and feels a small burning sensation on his shoulder. Michael shrugs of the white collared shirt he’s wearing, and looks at the mark. It’s a cage, but the door is open with a color changing heart, glowing. The same thing is on Michael’s arm too, and he focuses on it. It stops glowing, and it’s just a rainbow striped heart.

‘Awesome.’ Michael states, and Adam kisses him eagerly.

‘MICHAEL!’ Catiel barges into the room, Sam and Dean right behind him. ‘A new angel has been born -- oh.’

Sam and Dean both groan, covering their eyes.

‘Adam! Put on some clothes, man!’ Dean says, wondering what he did to deserve this. Well, he’s committed a list of sins. ‘I can’t bleach my eyes out.’

‘Wait,’ Sam peeks through his fingers. ‘Are you an angel?’

‘I guess? When Michael and I mated, he turned me into an angel.’ Adam replies, waving his hand at them. ‘Can I get privacy now? I’m still naked.’

‘Yes, you may.’ Castiel replies, as Dean starts whining about him not turning into an angel when he mated.

Michael turns to his angel, rubbing his neck nervously. ‘So, all of eternity, huh?’

‘Doesn’t sound that bad.’ Adam kisses him.

#midam #michael #adam milligan #rin write please #wincestiel #[implied]#tfw #or viewed as friends

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nightmarenoise · 5 years

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Just comparing two cartoons I love

I understand that nobody asked in any capacity, but here I go anyway:

It feels fair to compare Ducktales 2017 to Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2018), not only because they're only about a year apart and truly, what is a year, but also because they

1. Both use this style that looks like it jumped straight out of a comic book. Okay, it's mostly the solidly inked shadows, but it gives me, personally, comic-y vibes.

2. They have taken what's arguably the main characters (the triplets for DT, the Turtles for TMNT) and shaken the formula up a good bit. Were the triplets formerly indistinguishable and all had the exact same personality, interests and voice actor, they are now three entirely separate entities with different traits and appearances. And while the turtles had about one defining personality trait and looked basically the same, save for the color of their masks, Rise made them different species of turtle to justify giving them radically different designs and three-dimensional personalities. Both shows faced criticism for this decision from people who cannot deal with change. Despite this, in both cases, it just works and does so incredibly well.

3. The oldest bros wear red.

4. We have two middle bros associated with the color blue who are both voiced by Ben Schwartz.

5. Both shows have a focus on family, with Ducktales especially focusing on found family and Rise on brotherhood.

6. Anime references!

Ducktales has a larger cast overall, with a lot of different characters all interacting with each other and they all have the most pleasant voices I've ever heard in my entire life. It's all solidly animated, the style is consistent and the animation is fluid, the characters are diverse and they're all lovely in their own right, except for those who aren't. The writing is top notch. Everyone feels consistent despite the large cast and it's delightful to watch all those interesting people interact with each other in their own way. The show also handles its mystery elements and occasional action scenes incredibly well, building suspense and delivering laughs and gut punches without hesitation. They juggle different tones like a professional clown, except the true clown was us, the audience, all along, for ever having doubted them.

The overarching plot of Ducktales, for its first two seasons, was mostly to uncover the mystery of what had happened to the mother of the triplets and all that would entail. Mystery and mythical elements will likely continue to be afoot for season 3.

Rise works with less focal characters, we have the Turtles, Splinter and April as well as various bad guys, but more than makes up for it with a lot of animation. A lot a lot of animation and it's all high quality. There's usually so much going on on-screen that a watching it once isn't enough to catch it all. Despite that, it doesn't feel crowded or rushed. Lots of dynamic shots and incredibly-choreographed action scenes, but nothing the thoroughly solid writing has to hide behind. Even when the baddies aren't the main concern, they're still well-rounded, interesting characters with unique abilities and motivations. Although, most of the mutants are just really feral. Still a delightfully diverse cast.

The turtles on the other hand spent their first season trying to foil their various foes, from a yokai trying to mutate all of humanity, to his mutants, to dealing with random mythical stuff, to the nefarious Foot Clan trying to reassemble the Dark Armor in the shadows. It's generally a more action-driven show, but they still find the time for some heartfelt moments.

The triplets 2.0

Despite their conventiently color-coded caps, they were really mostly the same character possessing three different bodies at a time. Well, the times of eerie The Shining like-twins, except extended to triplets, are over!

We have Huey, the oldest brother, voiced by Danny Pudi. He's a gentle, intellectual soul who values red hats, science, scout badges and checklists. Huey is arguably the closest in characterization to the original triplets, with some additional neat freak sprinkled in for flavor. He tries to be the responsible older sibling and keep his brothers under control and out of trouble. He also seems to have the most fiery temper of the bunch and should clearly not be pressed to the breaking point. He's my personal favorite and I heard season 3 will bring more focus to him, which makes me elated to hear. 888/10.

Middle child Dewey, the blue one, voiced by Ben Schwartz, who will inevitably come for all the iconic blue characters. He's very clearly the middle one, because he craves attention and validation and occasionally dreams of being an only child. Dewey is the one who started the investigation into their mom's disappearance and kept it from his brothers, partially to save them from hurt, but also because he wanted to feel special. He's the most interested in going on adventures with their uncle, but can get reckless when doing so. He's a bit of a spotlight hog, who has his own talk show that nobody watches and sings his own theme song when he needs to get hyped up, or just to fill this silence. This may sound kind of negative, but rest assured, he's a good, sweet boy. The focal triplet for the first season. 500/10.

Louie, the evil triplet, a schemer and a conman. Voiced by Bobby Moynihan. The youngest of the bunch. While they call him evil, he's really far too lazy to cause serious harm, except for when it's his laziness that's causing him to take dangerous shortcuts, oops. He dreams of making a fortune, but without having to work for it and preferably without any responsibility either, thank you. He also occasionally dreams of being a spoiled fat cat. Despite his chill demeanor, he can be a bit of a crybaby and those tears are only fake 50% of the time. I feel like he likes getting babied, but mainly because that means there's less work for him to do. Season 2, which focuses more on him, reveals that he's actually quite brilliant, capable of seeing all the angles and giving him some chessmaster-like qualities. He needs to learn to use those abilities for good. 665/10.

Hi, she's Webbie! The honorary triplet, who also got a massive makeover, from annoying token girl tagalong to socially awkward, adorkable action girl. Be careful who you call ugly in middle school, indeed. Like a more ferocious Mabel Pines, she has a grappling hook and years of martial arts training under her belt. Webbie can absolutely decimate you, but won't, because she's a sweet girl. Voiced by Kate Micucci. She continues to like unicorns and the color pink, but assuredly in the most badass of ways. She helped Dewey with his quest to uncover the mystery of his missing mom, but works well with all of the triplets, with Huey taking her under his wing a bit and Louie trying to get her to chill out more. Webbie is a sweetheart and I would die for her, were it not completely unnecessary, since she's more than capable of taking care of herself. ∞/10.

A lot of the supporting cast also saw updates and changes, for instance Gyro being a genius without social skills and Fenton being an adorkable scientist, but again, they work really well. They're interesting new takes on beloved characters. Even the new additions to the cast are great. In short, I love me some birds and am excited for season 3, Disney, get your scheduling together.

The Turtles 2.14.2 - I upgraded my upgrade in the middle of the upgrade

Also, these guys have seen so many different iterations in their, what, 30+ years of existence. As someone with no prior attachment to the turtle brand, I don't have a lot to say here. Leo's not the leader in this one and Raph has more personality than being angry at Leo for being the leader. Donnie is not just a random nerd spouting technobabble and Mikey has more depth than yelling the catchphrase every now and again. Apparently, this made people upset. I don't know how to help you with that. The middle brothers exude some high chaotic energy and should not be left unsupervised, but the oldest and youngest seem fairly stable.

Raphael, the red-bandana'd alligator snapping turtle is an imposing figure. He's the oldest and therefore team leader by default. Raph has no reason to be upset at Leo, so he isn't. Despite his ferocious appearance, he's a soft guy, who likes teddies and doting on his brothers, but fears puppets. He's a bit of a knucklehead, most of his plans involve smashing things with his tonfa and he may refer to himself in the third person in the heat of the moment, but he possesses emotional intelligence, is open about his feelings and looks after his brothers. He is big and and strong, but his heart is bigger and stronger. He especially loves small animals animals, who don't usually return his feelings. RIP in F. This responsible guy is voiced by Omar Benson Miller. 300/10, very soft. Somehow both the heart and the big guy of the group.

Donatello has been upgraded from second-to-youngest to second-to-oldest, not that it makes much of a difference. His color of choice is purple and he continues in the character's tradition of being a nerd, although this time, with self-confidence. Donnie is very sure of himself and his abilities. As a spiny soft-shell turtle, he's less sure of his shell, but that's okay, he's made robotic battle shells to make up for it and his bō is the mother of all multitools. This guy can build you a tank out of a buggie and upgrade your animatronic into something to give the FNAF franchise a run for its money. He's the smartest of the four and when not focused on his phone, very focused on the mission. Due to having to deal with his bros, he can be exasperated a lot. Thinks of himself as an emotionally unavailable bad boy, even though he's just really sensitive and wants his dad or someone parent-aged to tell him they're proud of him. Theater kid. 999/10, give the middle child a hug and some coffee, you can't tell me he has a healthy sleep cycle. This sarcastic nerd is brought to you by Josh Brener.

Leonardo, Ben Schwartz's second blue character (Sonic (2020) being the third under his belt) and also his second ninja after Randy Cunningham. He's not the leader. He's still a good character. Leo has approximately 800 charisma and unwavering faith in both, his family and himself. Mostly himself though. Like Louie, season 2 revealed that he is a master of prediction and playing people like the cheap kazoo you can't tell me he doesn't have to play Darude's Sandstorm on. He dabs, he boards, he will pun you to death and back and he has an Odachi that can cut through space. Leo likes hogging the spotlight when given the chance and wants to be showered with attention and praise. Having four kids really only means twice the middle child nonsense. Leo is a red-eared slider, the original species of the TMNT, as I've been told. He's also the best at being a ninja, but usually too lazy to really apply himself. He's younger than Donnie, but tumblr suggested to read the two as twins, since they're approximately the same age, which sheds a whole new light on their dynamic and frankly, makes way too much sense. 420/10, for our memelord Leonardo.

Michelangelo, the eternally youngest of the bunch. An artiste, who puts stickers on himself, tags the lair, has a spiritual connection to his skateboard and the color orange. Mikey loves all things arts and craft, but he also tries his hands at cooking. He idolizes famous TV chefs and can do pretty much anything out of and into pizza. He's funny, without being annoying, like I feel a lot of other iterations of this character are. It's an easy pitfall for comic relief guys, but this one is more than that. If that's an issue, feel free to leave my house. Mikey is genuinely sweet and happy, optimistic and soft, but also the one brother who knows when it's time to take off the gloves and just get straight to the point. He's open about and in touch with his feelings. He's just baby. Don't treat him as one though. A lot of promo stuff says Leo has taken him under his wing, but he's had more episodes together with Donnie. Not that I'm complaining, they work very well together. Mikey and Raph are both the emotional centers of the group. Does not mind being yeeted after retracting into his shell, as box turtles may do. (Disclaimer, do not yeet actual box turtles!) His weapon of choice is a Kusari-Fundo that can turn into a fire-demon and is about as unpredictable as he is. Likes to jump and bounce around. Probably does parkour. Voiced by Brandon Mychal Smith who is audibly having a blast. 500/10, just an all around Kusari-fun guy.

For last, but certainly not least, April O'Neil, my girl, who saw an upgrade from flip-flopping love interest who was vaguely ninja-ing, but mostly damsel in distress-ing, to all-around spunky powerhouse and by God, she is glowing. Rise has her more as a big sister figure to the turtles, and I will not be told otherwise. She is independent and don't need no man, mutant or no. She has her teleporting pet, her faith in herself, her pinpoint baseball hitting skills and the a complete and utter lack of fear. Despite being a weirdness magnet, April is perfectly comfortable. She would like to be able to keep a job, maybe, but she has loving friends who respect and love her. Surprisingly good a ninja, fearless and fun. Occasionally thinks about being popular at school, but it's really not a big concern, she's not gonna throw a tantrum over it or anything. April is very chill. Not likely to be damseled. More likely to run after the turtles and clean up their messes or save them and everyone involved is fine with that.

The late 10's are really coming in to show us how dynamic and well-written female characters that aren't just "strong", but three-dimensional and relatable are done, huh?

An iconic performance by Kat Graham and ∞/10 for being the honorary better ninja non-mutant non-turtle and best big sister.

Here we have it, two older properties, having new life breathed into them to make them fresh and enjoyable. Have a new spin put on them, to better fit in with our current world. You can feel the love oozing out of every frame. At the end of the day, of course, it all boils down to taste and whether or not you like something. I gave Ducktales 2017 a go because a lot of the staff from Gravity Falls went to work on it and if you don't know me, I love me some Gravity Falls. It's a good show and I enjoy it. I recently got into Rise and while I don't know much about the people working on it, it is also a greatly enjoyable show, easily on the same level as Ducktales, if not above, yet with far less people speaking about it. Which is frankly saddening. I can only recommend the two of them wholeheartedly. If you love animation, yourself and occasionally feeling things, these are for you!

#ducktales 2017 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #huey duck #dewey duck #louie duck #webbie vanderquack #raphael #donatello #leonardo #michelangelo #april o'neil

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cabinofimagines · 5 years

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Those days (Twinbro!Percy x F!reader)

A/N: Well I certainly had a busy summer and so much lack of inspiration lmao but here it is! P.S. I was in the mood for Logan’s Percy so there it is, but you can imagine him however you want <3 -Danny

Request: Idk if the blog is still in activity or anything or if the requests are open but do you think you can write smth with Percy comforting his twin sis that feels like shit? Im sorry for bothering you and thanks for your time

Words: 1,063

Warnings: Mentions of having your period I guess??, Is not one of my favorites and is not proofread but I hope that if someone out there is having a bad night, this will make you feel better.

Breathe in, then out.

Deep breaths, you can put yourself together.

Today was one of those days for Y/N. Woke up on the wrong mindset, hungry as hell and left alone at home since her brother was out with Mom, Dad and their baby sister. She decided not to go last night when they asked, it was her second day on her period and it was Hades on earth.

However, things weren’t looking great from where she stood, the tv had nothing interesting to watch, Netflix didn’t seem appealing and she’d already watched all videos from her favorites youtube channels from the week. To say things shortly, Y/N was having a bad day.

Her skin felt weird, her body looked odd and she was being stalked by these thoughts, hurtful memories from way back, summers ago. People who she would never get to see again; places she’ll never be able to watch. Feelings she can’t take back, or forget she ever had them in the first place.

Now, you can blame it on hormones or she being a naturally emotional person since her father is so moody, but for her, it just was too much to handle at the moment.

She lay on her bed facing the wall and crawled into a ball, already fighting the pout forming on her face. What was exactly the matter? Why was she so sad?

“Ugh, stop it!” Y/N wiped the tears that were forming on her eyes, frustrated by how affected she was with nothing. “Calm down!”

Life was just so hard. And it didn’t matter what she did to make herself feel better there was always something else happening, either on the mortal side or the godly one. She needed a time out so desperately and the gods were reluctant to give it to her.

The world wasn’t going to stop for her to catch her breath, so she had to arrange the rhythm to fit its time.

Caught up on her own mind and whispering hard words to keep the mind steady, she didn’t hear the door opening.

Percy walked into the room to a strange scene, at first he thought Y/N was having a nap, but then heard her harsh mumbles and the way her shoulders were tense and shivering. He immediately knew; call it twin connection if you want, he just knew.

She didn’t hear the footsteps until they were right next to her, jumping out of her skin she sat on the bed, already looking for a weapon when she caught her brother’s eyes.

“Oh, you’re home” Y/N look down while pretending to rub her eyes away from a sleepy state, just needing an excuse to clean them up and if they look reddish, well she could always blame in on the weariness.

“You’re crying” Percy frowned, “what happened?”

Dammit, Y/N thought.

“It’s all good,” She answered in a shaky voice, “really, nothing to worry. You got any food? I’m starving-”

She tried to get up, but Percy got in the way, his eyes hard on her.

“How about I bring some stuff and you wait here?” Percy didn’t wait for her reply, already walking to the door, “That way you stay here so you can calm down before mom sees you and you can tell me what’s wrong alright?”

He left the room and Y/N alone with nothing to say, What was he expecting her to say? It really was nothing, the problem was simply her. It wasn’t even her if she was being honest, it was just a feeling in her stomach, a single idea bringing her down with all its might.

Percy came back after some time with two cups of hot chocolate and blue pancakes, he had taken the time to cook all that on his own, she could tell cause the pancakes were a little bit burned on one side. That simple action made her heart swell with love.

See? Y/N observed the scene in front of her, life can be soft between the hard too...

With that and not being able to control herself, she talked and talked about how things just weren’t looking bright and positive at the moment, and she explained how it didn’t make sense how sad and pressure she felt out of nowhere. By the time she was commenting on how it could be all because of her period the food was gone, and Percy was nodding, very focused on the subject.

“Well that’s all good,” Was the first thing he said, when she looked at him like he was crazy he shook his head, mimicking her frown, “I don’t mean like, you feeling like shit it isn’t good. But it’s valid, I guess. Everyone has those days, I have those days too. It means we need a break.”

“How do you handle it?”

“I have you” He smiled and gave her a gentle push on the shoulder, “I have mom and Paul. Estelle, Annie, Grover...”

“Yeah but you don’t have them right there with you” She replied, “it’ s hard to feel ok when in reality you’re alone”

“You’re not alone” He huffed, “maybe at that second you are, but distance isn’t a measure for how much someone cares about you. You should measure the way people is close to you by how easy it is to reach them. Next time you feel like this and I’m not here you call me with the phone Leo made for us?”

“And what if you can’t answer, at some point that might happen”

“You call ten times more until I do,” He shrugged, “whatever I’m doing, it can wait if my sister needs me.”

“Awww that’s cute, ” Y/N teased her brother, “you’re bullshitting me so hard right now though”

“Am not, dumbass” Percy grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed and throw it her way, “nice of you to ruin my heartfelt moment, that speech was top-five.”

“Dunno, felt a bit forced if I’m honest” Before he could throw another pillow, Y/N sneaked off her bed and ran to the door.

“Face your death with honor, Y/N Jackson!”

“Not today, Prissy!”

Y/N decided that she would have that break. The world couldn’t stop for her to catch up, but she could definitely run faster than her brother.

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Please me if you tease me-Part8

Author: @sabine-leo

Rated: M (18+)

Part: 8 / ?

Genre: Tease, Humor,

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Summary: There is something exhilarating about teasing your secret lover Loki. But are you ready to tangle with the God of Mischief? You are about to find out as the preperations for a grand festivity in Asgard kick in.

Note: I am so happy that you still like to read this story!! LOVE YA!!

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Thor grinned, Sif stared, Volstagg had his mouth open and Fandral shook his head as if he had misheard. Odin looked at Loki and tilted his head. Frigga smiled and nudged Odin softly as he forgot to speak for a second. He was not taken aback of Loki’s choosing, that was not it. He seemed more…surprised…of the certainty in Loki’s eyes. A slight smile tugged up his lips as he cleared his throat and stood to give his next words even more meaning.

“I can´t think of ANYTHING to deny your request, my son.” Odin said loud and clear. Loki’s relieved smile was a sight to behold, but then again. Odin wasn´t finished …

“But..” He bellowed loud and walked down the steps from his make-do Throne for the night.

“…Even if I approve of your choosing and give you my blessing, you still have to ask Lady (Y/N).”

Loki had looked pale for a second but regained his regal composure as he nodded to Odin and turned to you.

In your ears drummed your heartbeat as loud as a thousand war drums. You had held your breath and needed to get the air out to fill your lungs with much needed new oxygen. Loki stepped forward a little. He still was a head taller than you, even with you wearing heals for the night.

Odin stood a little behind him but at Loki’s side. He needed to hear what you would say to make it official, or not…

Loki smiled at you and bowed. “Lady (Y/N), of course I need to ask you too…” he started and took your hand in his. The look in his eyes was pure and heartfelt, but you could see a little hint of angst in it too. Even after secretly seeing each other for a while now, he still was unsure of what you would answer. He still believed that he was not worthy of such true emotions. Yes, you had been uncertain how Odin and Frigga would react to you and him, but after tonight you were nearly convinced that they approved. And there was no question in your feelings for Loki. You had said the truth to Frigga…you adored him.

“…so here I stand before you…offering you my hand and my heart.” He took a breath and steeled himself for his next words and your ensuing answer.

“…Would you do me the honour to court you as a lady of your worth should be courted like?”

Your mouth was dry and your eyes were on the verge of filling with tears. You knew that your voice would crack but he needed an answer, he earned an answer. Even if he had dropped this situation on you like a bomb.

Loki almost pleaded you with his eyes to say something.

“Yes…” You said and smiled and laughed out a little to relief yourself of the tension you felt.

Loki laughed too and kissed your hand. He had trouble not to tuck you into his arms and kiss the heck out of you before everybody. Odin nodded with a smile.

“Then it is official. Loki, my son, Prince of Asgard, will court Lady (Y/N), respected soldier and Lady of worth in this realm and all others too.”

Thor erupted into applause and grinned. He hooted and said boomingly loud.

“Good, one son is doing the right thing, so there is no need for me to do it too!”

Frigga stood at his words and said. “Loki, I am pleased with your choice, and I am even more happy that you said yes dear.” Then she looked at Thor. “Thor…I am very pleased to tell you, that it will be me that is going to choose some ladies for you to take a walk with, or have tea, or whom you will join for dinner.” Loki and you had trouble to keep a straight face as you saw the look on Thor´s.

Odin grinned a little and clapped his hands. “May the festivity resume now.”

He turned to Frigga. “My dear wife, it seems you have rendered our loud and booming son speechless.” There was humour in the Allfathers voice.

Loki walked over to Thor and clapped him on his broad back.

“You really do have a treacherous tongue tonight, brother.” Thor huffed and took the ale Volstagg offered him. He downed it in one go and shook his head.

“I should have been paying more attention in our linguistic lessons…”

Everybody around Thor laughed at that and the party resumed like before Odin had begun to play match maker…or fate as he had called it.

Loki lead you to the sitting area and got something to drink for yourself and him. He sat down beside you and smiled as he took a sip of his drink. Now he could openly be courteous with you, nobody would look twice if he took your hand or kissed you outside of his or your chambers. Well, at least if it was a chaste kiss for the next weeks. PDA was ok, but he was a Prince after all…

Leaning in he almost kissed your bare shoulder but stopped himself and sighed a little.

“Let´s take a stroll…I am ready to leave this crowd behind. Besides, I do want to kiss you so badly since I first laid eyes on you this evening, my patience is almost depleted.”

Watching Loki, you see this gleam in his eyes that gets your heart to do a double beat every time he looks at you that way. Nodding you let him take your hand and help you up. It felt a little weird to walk with him hand in hand like that. But in a good way! Loki only paused to bid farewell to his parents and announce that he would walk you to your chambers after a little stroll in the beautiful palace gardens. Even by night they were breathtakingly stunning and delicately illuminated. The both of you left through the front entrance and nodded to the guards as you walked out of the palace and onto the small path that directly lead to a flowery alcove.

3 more steps around the corner and you got whirled against a wooden frame of an arch and felt Loki’s lips crashing onto yours. His arms came around you instantly and pressed you firm against himself.

The feel of his tongue pleading your lips to part, and let him tangle with yours, made you shiver and moan softly. His warm, big hand on your naked back felt sooo good. Loki gasped.

“Could not….wait… any longer!” before he kissed you passionately and full of his need to be close to you again.

A little short of breath after minutes of kissing each other senseless Loki grinned devilish and licked your bottom lip before he darkly and very sensually said

“I would like to gather up your dress…” One of his hands went down to your thig and grabbed a heap of the fabric. Slowly he lifted it higher and higher.

A hot kiss and he continued “Then I would like to open up my pants and pull your leg up to my waist.”

He did not open his pants, but he DID pull your leg upwards to his waist and held it there before his hips pressed against your centre.

“Oh dearest, I could devour you standing here…I would love to drown myself in your hot core just now.” Loki thrusted his hips against you twice and grinned sexily as you softly moaned in pleasure.

“I could take you here…bring pleasure to your sweet body that sings to mine…”

Biting your trembling lower lip, he laughed with his deep timbre. “It would feel sooo good!”

Oh yes, it would… you could feel his thick arousal pressed up against you, even in his tight leather pants there was no mistaking his growing need for you.

“Loki..” you gasped softly “Are you trying to dirty talk me out of my dress in the palace gardens?”

He laughed near your ear and leaned back a little to look into your eyes.

“Is it working? Then, yes!” The both of you started to laugh at his words. You both knew that his little dirty talk fantasy was not happening, at least tonight with all the guests not far away. Slowly Loki let go of your leg and the fabric he still had in his palms and kissed you more languidly this time.

His need for you was still there, but knowing that you had said yes to him courting you eased his mind and let him take it slower than a Midgardian hormone crazed teenager like Thor had compared him to.

After a few more stolen kisses under the night sky of Asgard ,Loki stroked your cheek.

“May I stay in your chambers tonight my love?” he smiled so handsomely that you had to kiss him again before nodding “Yes, I would love that!” Loki took your hand and kissed it, then he started to slowly walk back to the palace with you. Making your way to your door quietly contend with each other he opened it for you and closed it after the both of you were inside.

“A last dance, darling?” soft music began to play out of nowhere and you could feel magic swirling around the room. Turning to look at Loki he smiled.

“On Midgard I have seen lovers do it…it looked…romantic” He turned you and tugged your back against his chest and engulfed you in his arms. He got as close as he could, kissing your hair and starting to sway to the slow music. Since when did your belly host butterflies? Somewhere along the song he turned you and put your arms around his neck, wrapping his around your waist. Not a single hair would have fit between the both of you…and OH, it felt wonderful.

“I do like to dance that way.” You said softly before Loki kissed you deeply and hummed his agreement. His hands went up to your neck and opened the collar of your dress. The hidden zipper on it´s skirt was next. “This is by far the best way to undress you I thought of all night!” He grinned and the dress only stayed where it was because you were still pressed against Loki’s lean body.

“You are mine, love…. everybody knows now!” His voice dropped even deeper.

“Let me claim you with my heart, my soul and my body tonight!”

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King Sized Revelations - 9

This chapter: Liam and his father finally have the talk about the scandal and what it meant for each of them. There is a lot of angst and feels, so for those of you who might be sensitive to those issues, I completely understand if you don’t read it. It’s just an intricate part of this series...

I really struggled with this chapter, trying to capture the deep seeded emotions from both Liam and his father while giving closure at the same time. I hope I did it justice...

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Liam’s POV --

While riding horseback on a trail to the ruins, Constantine suddenly stops, and you notice tears in his eyes. “Father?” He doesn’t try to hide them, and then begins to speak. “Liam, I know I’ve been a fool…”

He pauses, letting those words permeate before continuing. “…everything I did, it was for you, however misguided it was.” “Father now is not the time–” Constantine interrupts. “No. This is the perfect time. We have been at odds far too long and I’m not ready to die until you and I can clear the air…”

“… there is so much that has gone unsaid and...” He trails off as he hangs his head and you notice a sorrowful expression on his face. He is right though, there are many words that need to be said, but is he ready to listen?

“Father, maybe you’re right. But before we go any further with this, I need to know that you are prepared to hear what I have to say. And know that once we’re finished, we will never speak of it again.” Constantine nods in understanding. “Yes, I am aware this might not be pleasant for either of us, but necessary all the same.” With that, you nod in agreement and then dismount your horse. “I’m guessing there’s no urgent need to visit the ruins today, so why don’t we rest the horses for a bit?”

You both tie the horses to a tree, so they can graze and then find a seat on a couple of stumps nearby. After a few moments of taking in the scenery, Constantine takes a deep breath, breaking the silence.

“Your mother always loved it out here.” You are taken back by his sudden mention of her. It had been so long, you thought he had forgotten about her. “Oh?” “When she and I were first married we would ride out here on occasion when I felt that she needed a break.” “I’m sure she appreciated that. Did you bring Leo too?” You hear a slight chuckle. “You know your brother. I think it was because of him that she needed the break to begin with.” You can’t help but laugh a little yourself. “Probably.”

Constantine’s expression changes taking on a more serious note. “She would have been so proud of the man you’ve become Liam.” “And why do you say that?” He smiles as though he remembered some heartfelt conversation they’d had about this very topic. “She always knew you were destined for greatness, but I don’t think even she envisioned it would involve you becoming the king.” You try to imagine her reaction, and you can’t help but smile. “Yes, I think it would have been quite a surprise.”

Constantine’s countenance grows more thoughtful. “She loved you very much Liam… I hope you know that.” “Yes, I do.” There is a long moment of silence and then Constantine sighs. “You might not know this, but after she passed I began having dreams about her.”

How could you have known? He’d been so closed off any time you mentioned her. It’s not unusual that you had dreams, but your stoic, kingly father? “Nothing in particular mind you, but she was always singing, laughing and carefree, much like she had been in life. Many times I would retire early, in hopes of seeing her, even if it was only in a dream.” You wonder if that was his way of coping too. It had certainly been comforting to you. “I had similar dreams as well. I’m not sure I’ve ever heard you talk about mother before, especially not something so personal.”

“I know I should have…” He pauses. “… though at the time, I feared reminiscing would only cause you to withdraw even more. Now I see that perhaps I neglected to grasp the importance of what sharing our thoughts would have provided in the healing sense.” “I won’t lie father, things would have been easier if I had known you missed her too. I understood being the king meant having to exhibit stability to the court and our people, but it was troubling to never witness a single emotion in private. Many times I thought I was wrong for having feelings at all.” Constantine sighs mournfully. “Liam, I know I didn’t handle things with you the way I should have. And as much as I would like to change that, I could never go back to that time in our life. Despite what you may think of me, I loved your mother very much and losing her was…” Constantine stops for a moment and takes a deep breath. “After her untimely demise, I blamed myself for many years. Had I not been the king, I’m certain her life would have been spared. It wasn’t supposed to…”

He trails off again and you look at him as a tear slowly streams down his face. He has never appeared so vulnerable as he does in this moment and a surge of compassion and warmth washes over you. “No it wasn’t.”

“We should have been more careful. I should have been more careful.” You reach over and place a comforting hand on his shoulder to which he turns and embraces you. After a few lingering moments in silence, Constantine breaks the embrace, composes himself and then speaks. “Before we learned she had been a target, I was consumed with grief, but it was soon replaced with anger when the truth came to light. At that point my primary concern was in bringing the perpetrators to justice by whatever means necessary. Looking back, that time would have been better served on seeing to your needs, rather than chasing ghosts.”

You finally have some understanding as to why you had felt so alone after your mother’s death. Your father simply didn’t know how to handle the grief himself, much less help you with yours. You can’t fault him for that, he is only human after all.

There is an awkward silence between you now and your body tenses slightly, knowing the discussion that follows may not end so peacefully. Your thoughts begin to race. What could he possibly have to add that will bring any cause for understanding the travesty he created? The memory of it still fresh in your mind, and the stench of your father’s unjustified deceit hangs heavily in the air.

After several long minutes, Constantine stands and walks over to his horse. “I have something to give you.” You watch curiously as he carefully lifts something from a pouch that hangs on the saddle. When he returns, he places an object in the palm of your hand. “This should be in the hands of its rightful owner.” You immediately recognize it as one of his most prized medals. You look at it briefly and then turn to Constantine with a surprised expression. “But… this is your favorite medal.” “It’s true, it was presented to me many years ago as a reminder that gallantry and virtue is the seed to which our small kingdom will grow and thrive, but after everything I’ve done, it would be a disgrace to keep it. I want you to have it. Consider it a peace offering.”

You stare at it for a few moments and then turn to him.

“Father, I… I don’t know what to say.” “You don’t have to say anything, but I on the other hand…” Constantine hesitates for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as you carefully place the medal inside your breast pocket. “…I know my actions hurt you in many ways Liam and there hasn’t been a day since your coronation that I haven’t regretted it.”

Maybe there is more to this than you had originally thought. “Father, I’ve tried to understand what was going through your mind when I realized you were the one behind the scheme, but I never found a single reason to justify your motives. You say it was for me, but how can you honestly believe that? I had given up so much to become the Crown Prince after Leo’s unexpected abdication, but not once did you ask if that is what I wanted. You just assumed I would be your successor when the time came, and in fact you were so hell bent on it that not only did you exploit your authority against the lives of innocent people, you did the same to your own son. I have to say, ‘hurt’ doesn’t even begin to describe how I felt.”

“Liam, you have every reason to be bitter, and quite frankly I don’t blame you. I’m not proud of what I did, and I have many regrets in my life. But this? This is the one that shames me the most. I don’t expect you to understand my reasons, but with so much at stake and knowing how you felt about Catherine, I just couldn’t stand idly by and watch as everything I… we, had worked so hard for, be taken away.”

You take a deep breath trying to stifle repressed emotions that threaten to erupt at any moment. Your father, the one you had thought to be an upstanding man and honorable king, used his power for something so unspeakable. If it had not been for Catherine’s determination, he would have carried that secret to his grave. “Father, the part most concerning to me is that you wouldn't have given it a second thought had we not discovered the truth.”

“You have no reason to believe me son, but I had already resigned to acknowledge the truth to you on the engagement tour.”

After hearing these words, a sudden rush of anger forces the veins in your neck to protrude slightly and your stare becomes menacing as you turn, square shouldered to face your father. “Just when did you plan to reveal this deception? After my marriage to a woman whom I could barely tolerate…? While the woman I love stood helplessly by to watch? All because she had been blatantly ridiculed and cast out due to the unwarranted accusations you brought against her…? After any hope of resolving the scandal was completely lost!? And for what? For the sake of preserving the monarchy’s integrity and alleviating your guilt!? What about me father? Did you ever consider the effect it would have on me? Your own son!?”

Constantine is not surprised by your reaction nor does he try to dissuade it. He knows he is in no position to dispute the validity of your argument. He turns to you as you stare off into the distance with a less than pleasant expression. “I know you’re angry and I certainly don’t blame you. If I could change any part of it I would, in an instant. The burden I placed on you was far more than anyone should have had to bear, but if it’s any consolation, I’m thankful that it turned out the way it did.” You sit firmly, staring out at the landscape and Constantine sighs. “Liam, I had planned to reveal the truth to you as soon as possible. I was simply waiting for an opening in your schedule. And as it were, I wound up in a hospital in Shanghai before I could tell you, and by then you already knew.”

When you think of how feeble he had looked that night and how he had almost seemed relieved to admit his guilt, your expression softens somewhat. “I’ll admit, you did seem eager to make your involvement known, but why was it so important?”

Constantine drops his head for a moment and when he turns to you, there is a mist in his eyes. “Because seeing your misery reminded me of how things were after your mother passed…” He pauses as his shoulders slump and then he takes a ragged breath. “Liam, whether you believe it or not, I do love you. It was hard not to notice the emptiness and hopelessness you felt. In truth, I first saw it the night after the news broke, and those photographs went public. I… I never expected your reaction, or how it would affect me.”

“Did you honestly not know how I felt about Catherine?” “Not really. I knew you cared for her of course, but it wasn’t until the night of your coronation that I realized the extent of that love. And it became even clearer after her arrival back to court. It was obvious there was more than just a simple admiration between you two. I knew you weren’t happy with the arrangement, but you managed to maintain credibility during the engagement tour. And while Catherine displayed poise and grace, there were a few instances when I would catch a glimpse of anguish in her expression as you and Madeleine interacted together. Call it instinct, but if things had continued that way, I feared you would abdicate like your brother.”

“Don’t think I hadn’t considered it father. Catherine is the only reason I didn’t. Even in her own struggles, she encouraged me to keep fighting and that gave me strength to endure for however long was necessary. She was and is my rock and I would have done anything to be with her. She is everything to me.” “I’m fully aware of that son.” “Do you? Do you truly understand just what she means to me?” “Yes I do. And honestly, I couldn’t be happier. Seeing you happy is all the proof I need. Catherine certainly has been an inspiration and I’ve even told her as much, but her modesty precedes her. She reminds me of your mother to be quite frank. I’m sorry I didn’t realize it sooner, and I can’t say enough how sorry I am for… well, for everything.”

Constantine catches a tear rolling down his cheek, wiping it to the side. “I realized a long time ago what a terrible mistake I made. When I first met Catherine, I had no idea just how much her presence would bring life to this court and to you as well. In all my years, I’ve never seen it quite so unified and peaceful.” You contemplate his words for a moment and then sigh.

“Father, I won’t deny that my feelings toward you have been troubled, but I believe your attempt to make things right should be acknowledged. That’s not to say that I haven’t found comfort in knowing your actions failed, but what kind of man… what kind of son would I be if I gave in to ill will against my own father? It’s only for that reason that I can say, while I won't forget the breach of trust, I can't harbor animosity any longer. If Catherine can find it in her heart to forgive you, then so can I.”

“Th-- Thank you Liam. I know I don’t deserve it, but I find peace in it nonetheless.”

Once you and he have mounted your horses, you begin the journey back to the estate. You feel lighter somehow and most of the trip is spent in satisfied silence. After arriving back to the stables, you can see the press is already setting up for the conference that is being held soon. You both enter the estate and then head to your respective rooms.

Catherine’s POV --

You are sitting at the vanity putting on the last of your makeup when Liam enters the room. He walks straight over to you, bends down placing a kiss on your cheek and then smiles at you in the mirror. “You look beautiful, my queen.” You smile back, then stand facing him and wrap your arms around his neck and his rest on your hips. “And you my king, are extra handsome today.” He kisses you tenderly and then looks toward the bed where you have meticulously laid out his clothing for the event. “I suppose I should get cleaned up, so we can get this conference behind us. I am in desperate need of some quality time with my lovely wife this evening.” You smile. “Sounds perfect.”

Sometime later, after the press conference has concluded, one of the farmers walks up to you and Liam with questions about excavating a section of the orchard. Since this is a subject that doesn’t really require your input, you kindly excuse yourself and head inside.

While waiting for Liam you undress and slip on your robe, climb into bed and grab a book on the bedside table. As you lay there reading the door opens suddenly and Liam enters. His expression is unreadable. “Liam, what is it?” He walks over and sits beside you. He takes your hand and stares intently into your eyes. “Regina told me what happened this afternoon. Is there something you forgot to mention?”

Next chapter: With the relationship between Liam and his father on the mend, things couldn’t be better for the royal family. After the press conference, Regina tells Liam some disturbing news.

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trr-fangirl · 6 years

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TRR Theory!

(^^^ me)

I’m not sure how long this theory is about to be but I’ve got screenshots for days and this theory has been on my mind since then. I know damn well PB is going to punch holes in my theory once Chapter 11 releases on Friday but hey, it’s worth a shot right?

Okay, I have a few suspects, although... I’m not too sure about Leo but if you suspect him, let me know why! I seriously am curious because I can’t think of why he would want to kill his own parents and brother. This is mostly just me babbling about the random foreshadowing I’ve seen and my three suspects. Stay with me here! This is a lot!

Foreshadowing!

Royal Palace

Chapter Nine and Ten is littered with hints of something going down. It’s the first time the court is back at the palace since the attempt. With there being a large group of people gathered in one small space, something is bound to happen. (I was waiting for something to happen in both chapters… this is Pixelberry were talking about.) This is also why we all know the big ass courtly event of a wedding is a bad idea aka Stop! Putting! MC! In! A! Ballroom! 2k18!

Defense Training

That was a clear tip-off to us that somewhere down the line, we’re going to have to fight. I think this is the reason Mara and Bastien aren’t seen immediately after the explosion (I thought they were going to rush towards them as soon as the first bomb went off) In Chapter Nine before going to the training room, If you choose, “Is this necessary when you’re around to protect me?” Liam says something along the lines of, “Mara can’t be everywhere at once.” but she does say that she’s working on it. (Sorry, I didn’t have those screenshots) I felt like this was giving us a hint that, ‘Yo, you’re gonna have to defend yourself soon.’

Constantine

Another thing that they foreshadowed is pretty much Constantine’s death. His heartfelt speech to Regina, making amends with Hakim, being soft with his sons, and apologizing/offering the Cordonian Crest necklace to the MC (All those SS are below). These situations seem more like a ‘goodbye’ rather than just being soft and genuine. From the way Lucretia spoke about him and the way he was in the past two books, he’s not very sentimental in my opinion but that’s just me.

I personally think Constantine is going to pass before the wedding. From the explosion? Maybe. Maybe not. I’m not sure. These last two chapters with Constantine just gave me the feeling that he really isn’t going to be around for much longer. I thought that they would let him go to the wedding but from the way he was speaking and then the explosion... I’m not sure. (Watch PB throw this out the window and let him live.)

My Three Suspects (aka they look fishy af)

Neville (aka Ratatouille)

The duel between Drake and Neville seriously confirmed my thoughts that Neville’s ass is apart of this terrorist group! I’m not even trying to be funny but enlighten me if I’m missing something: I do not remember Drake and Neville ever having a conversation in book two. I don't even think they interacted in book two.

So, why does Neville have this burning hate for Drake? Where did it come from? If he is apart of the group, it would make sense for him to be upset that Drake stopped the bullet that would have killed the Duchess/Future Queen. Why else would he be so mad at a man he’s never had a decent interaction with?

There is also the fact that out of everyone that attended the Homecoming Ball and witnessed the attack— They showed some kind of emotion while talking about it. No matter if it was anger or sadness, they had emotion. (i.e Olivia, Bertrand, Kiara, and Penelope) but with Neville? He has none.

If he’s talked to Drake prior to book three, let me know! But I don’t remember off the top of my head. If he isn’t apart of the group, I’m going to be surprised because there’s a lot of things against him.

Lucretia (this part is actually pretty long)

I’m telling y’all! Lucretia knows something we don’t! She just does! I can’t put my finger on it but she knows.. something and it’s possibly pretty big! Now, I’m not sure she’s apart of this assassin shiz but if her sister was corrupt, I’m not putting it past her to be the same way.

I’ve been reiterating this to myself for months. I highly doubt that Olivia is apart of this! She’s not! I’m not just saying this because she’s my baby and if she would have became an LI, I would have dropped Liam like a hot-potato but because she’s been with us practically the entire book! She even called her own parents ‘traitors’! I cannot stress this enough.

Lucretia is a different story.

As I read through this scene, I got a lot of information at once. I had to read it over a few times myself. Lucretia seems to have a (bull spit) reason for why she didn’t come to Lythikos to take care of Olivia once her parents died. It seems like she was trying to keep Olivia safe in her own twisted and unique way.

Because of these five screenshots, she knows something about Constantine that we don’t and whoever these assassins are-- know this too. They called Liam a ‘scion of tyranny’ and from what Lucretia is saying here, it might be hella true. We already got a glimpse of how Constantine uses his power for his own personal gain aka the scandal.

The first video from the Five Kingdoms Festival now makes sense (to me at least) This group is afraid of Liam becoming power hungry and corrupt like his father and taking advantage of The Crown. So, in order to keep that from happening, they want to eliminate him (and his future wife if that’s your route) at all costs. If you're a duchess, I feel like this goes back to when Constantine said about having power around others who don’t.

Now, the last part when she says ‘And a reason why all of the plots against him failed.’ has me stumped. I honestly don’t know what she means by that. Help? Cause, I really don’t know.

Side note: I just wanted to point this out. The way her lines are written, it seems like she has no respect for anyone apart of the royal family. She’s not too fond of Constantine (I don’t think anyone is) and the way she speaks about Liam is... questionable. Not to mention (if Liam is your LI) she emphasizes on the fact that he’s marrying an ‘American’ and even called the MC an ‘unorthodox future queen’. Then there’s this:

So, I’m not completely sure where Lucretia stands with those two.. 🤷🏽‍♀️

Justin (aka Court Dweeb)

Because of this post here (credit to her for having a good ass memory bc it sounded familiar but didn’t know from where), I think he is a Nevrakis. Whether he’s Olivia’s first cousin removed, long-lost brother, or her father, someway they might be related! Or, he’s working with Lucretia and she said this to him as a mantra. But that wouldn’t make much sense if he was in the hospital for nine flipping chapters. I honestly think the family thing is the best bet because from what Olivia said, the quote was from her father.

And lastly,

The Explosion

Firstly 😑

Formerly Crowned Prince Leo has THE. WORST. TIMING. EVER. Like damn boi, why you always here when something dramatic is about to go down? You ain’t even that special! (Though, I have no problem with him attending my wedding. That would be cool, lowkey) Anyways... This is what I was extremely excited about writing.

The first bomb that went off was a distraction but the second one was obviously for the Royal Family and MC. The position of the bomb and the timing was almost perfect. Right next to the King. How would the assassins know where to put the device to go off right next to the Royal Family and the MC?

It has to be someone from inside the ballroom. Yet again, a noble. It was way too close to Liam for it to just be a coincidence. They could have been anywhere in the ballroom but it was planted right next to Liam. If it was a nobleman, it would have been easy for them to slip out, place the bombs, and slip back in like nothing happened.

Going back to the Homecoming Ball, if a noble is on the inside working against the monarchy, that makes it easy for the assassins to walk through the front door (quite literally). Out of my three suspects, its either Justin or Neville and if PB wants to do it, make it an unknown third party.

Conclusion

There could be a third or fourth party. All these suspects could be working together or might not be apart of the conspiracy at all. Who knows? These last chapters gave a lot of information that I still need to go through and make sense of. This book is about to get good and I’m here for all the drama and theories that are about to come out of this! If you guys want me to continue to do something like this, I can. (I’ve got a lot to say about Lucretia, tbh) There was just too much in this last chapter. I had to get it out somehow! I hope you enjoyed this and please don’t hesitate to comment! I would love to see your theories and what you think! 💗

tagging those who I think might be interested: @blackcatkita @drakewalkerwhipped @trr-duchessofvaltoria

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A smile to remember

Chapter 25

Author: @sabine-leo

Chapter: 25 /?

Genre: Fluff, Humor, Romance, Insecurity

Special Guests: Benedict Cumberbatch, Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth

Note: I could use a fun night out with these lot! Thought you might appreciate it too !

Sophie and Elsa shared the stories of their first outings with you and said that you should avoid the internet or newspapers in the next weeks if possible. Tom had said something similar. You knew that there would be people outside that would not approve or be happy and they might say some disturbing things, but Tom also mentioned that he had some really great fans that would be happy for him and tell the nasty folks to shut it.

“Just try to act as normal as possible…” Sophie said. “I know this will be challenging in the first weeks but when you seclude, it will only get worse. And don´t be afraid to make mistakes…we all made them.” Evans grinned. “Hell, I still think I just fall over when walking the red carpet. Or when I leave the house to get the newspaper and hunker down that my trousers will burst or something.” That made you laugh out loud. Tom who was standing at the pool table with Ben glanced over and smiled at you. Chris leaned in a little and said quieter then usual. “He adores you, you know. Please try to cope with it. I haven´t seen him smile that much or talk so much about anybody in the last years. He is my brother, not only on screen.” He grinned and kissed his wife. “I know we can be a hand full sometimes, but we are worth it!” Elsa rolled her eyes but nodded to you.

Everybody in this group somewhen along the night got hold of your phone and put in their numbers. There was a wall of friendship coming your way and you loved them all so much for it.

Watching Tom play pool was a bit distracting. Him leaning over the table and showing of his behind made you grin several times, and blush when Evans good naturedly teased you about it.

“Come on, let´s challenge them to a double…” Evans said and tucked you up.

“Hiddleston, You and Ben against me and your lady, the winner gets to hold her hand walking outside!” Tom arched an eyebrow but Ben grinned “I´ll double that. If Tom and I lose Chris and I will hold the hands of each other´s wife’s and give the press something more to talk about!”

Chris laughed and Sophie and Elsa rolled their eyes but grinned. “If you lose Ben, I´ll walk out with Elsa and you have to walk out with Chris!” Sophie teased laughing!

“Oh, Mrs Cumberbatch you are ON!” Ben said and began to arrange the table.

You took a cue and smiled at Tom.

“Show me what you got Hiddleston!” You goaded. Tom came over to give you a hard kiss.

“You know this means war, right?!” Nodding you patted his butt to the hoots of Evans and Chris.

“I know Thomas, I know…” You leaned closer and whispered in his ear.

“Let´s up the challenge…Winner gets a naked massage later!”

Tom grinned and his eyes lit up as he whispered back.

“You better have oil at your home, because you will massage me from head to toe darling!”

“Stop the flirting you two! Let´s play! You are in my team now (Y/N) don´t side with the enemy, distract him!!” Evans shouted out and gave the first hit.

This was fun, Evans and you had the half balls and Tom and Ben the full ones. It was a pretty eye to eye game, until Tom dropped the chalk and bend down as it was your turn. You missed the ball…

“Oh my, I am so sorry love…did I distract you?” Tom chirped but grinned mischievous.

Chris laughed and snapped a picture as Tom grinned very handsomely but very Loki-like at you. He put it on his Instagram with the caption.

Loki is out to play... He and Strange teamed up against Cap and a Midgardian beauty. AND Loki is cheating!!!

Now it was Toms turn and you were not having any of his teasing without retaliation. You saw which of the 2 balls left he wanted to play and bend down to lean on your elbows on the opposite side of the table. Tom would have a pretty good view of your cleavage now.

“Not working darling!” He hissed out and took a deep breath…looked at you, the ball…you again...

“Don´t say that when your pants are getting to tight mate!” Ben grinned and Tom missed the ball.

Evans high fived you and Tom looked exasperated at his team mate.

“Ben?! Seriously?!”

Ben just pointed at Toms pants and grinned. “Seriously…!”

Evans made quick work of the 3 left balls of yours, but missed the black one.

Ben measured up and had a pretty good, easy shot left to win the game. He looked at you and then at Tom and grinned. “It seems I do hold the future in my hands now. How very appropriate for Strange!” Everybody laughed and Ben plunged the 8 in…

The grin on Toms face was the funniest sight. He seemed to have won the lottery. Losing his cue and walking over he tucked you against him and kissed the heck out of you.

“I won, I can´t wait! Let’s go home!” You laughed as he leaned his forehead against yours.

Evans, Chris and Ben snapped a picture. Uploading it to social media. All with the same caption.

And another picture of them together giving a thumbs up.

Loki finally won! #HappyLoki #HappyTom #AvengersApproved #AvengersProtected

They all wanted to make sure that you and Tom got off to a good start and had the support from their fans as well. Tom had only asked Ben and Evans to be here tonight, but Chris being there to support him too meant the world to him. He loved all 3 men and treated them as brothers.

Despite Tom wanting to leave all of you had a bit more fun before Chris called the driver to wait outside. Getting ready Tom looked down from the first-story window and made a face.

“Oh boy…” Ben looked outside too and made an equal distraught face.

Closing your eyes for a moment you breathed deep.

“Doesn´t matter if its 5 or 25 I had the best night with all of you and I won´t let them change that!”

“Double that love, but I am very proud how you keep up. The next weeks might get a little crazy, but I hope it will dial down when we just keep getting seen together. Can you manage that?!”

This time you engulfed Tom in your arms and nodded. “For you….yes!”

The smile he gave you was precious and loving. “Then….let´s go!”

At the entrance Ben and Sophie went first, Chris and Elsa followed and then Tom, You and Evans.

Tom held your hand and waiting in front of the car for ben to climb in he smiled at you and kissed your hand. Flashes going of constantly and questions shouted at him. Tom ignored them and helped you in before he followed, Evans closing the door behind him.

The next morning you woke up to find Tom already awake and watching you. It had been a pain in the ass to get home with all the tails following the limo. You had decided to get dropped of at Toms place to keep your home private a bit longer. As the door had closed behind you Tom hat crushed you against him. His heart beating a frantic rhythm. “Are you really alright?!” His voice a bit hoarse and his eyes searching yours. You gulped but nodded. The way home had been a whole different level but Tom had kept you save as he had promised. Following that experience the both of you had talked and cuddled a lot to reassure each other that you would manage that situation together.

Now Tom smiled and kissed you softly. “Good morning love!” he murmured. You smiled sleepily and cuddled up against him. A soft laugh escaping him. “I´m glad you still want to cuddle this morning after the frenzy of getting home yesterday.” Huffing you stroked his chest. “I never DON`T want to cuddle. Please get that in this handsome head of yours!” Tom laughed slowly and kissed your hair.

“I have to show you something…” he fished for his phone.

“Did you know they snapped pictures of us yesterday!?” He showed you the pictures and you laughed out loud at the words and the captions bellow them. “No, I never noticed!” You said and smiled at Tom. “We do look rather happy!” You said and Tom nodded. “Yes, very much so…and that is what the fans saw as well…” he showed you some comments that were heartfelt genuine and sweet. “I think they caused the frenzy of reporters, but did a good job getting the fans on board.”

There were also questions like “Why her?” but you tried your best to ignore that.

Tom put his phone down and turned sideways so that you were facing each other.

“You are really something else…and…” he waved his hand through your hair. “… wanted to say it yesterday, but it didn´t seem right with all the people around…” Tom smiled and kissed your nose.

“I haven´t just fallen for you (Y/N)…and I am not having a slight crush either…” Your eyes focused on his and your heart stumbled a bit. Your whole body started to tingle as he gave you another sweet kiss. “…I am in love with you…I love you!” he finished quietly but strong voiced.

There you were, laying in his bed, in his home, in his arms and he just said he loved you..in the quiet of his bedroom for just the two of you. He couldn´t have gotten it righter than this. A smile broke out of you and your eyes got very emotional. “Tom…” Your voice wasn´t that strong because all the feelings tried to get out with your next words. “…I love you too! For a while now…I can´t think of a better place to be then at your side!” Tom let out a breath he didn´t knew he was holding and smiled so bright that you both started to giggle a little before he crushed his lips on yours!

“But don´t think I forgot about the price I won!” He teased into the kiss…

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romanticatheart-posts · 6 years

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King Sized Revelations - 9

I really struggled with this chapter, trying to capture the deep seeded emotions from both Liam and his father while giving closure at the same time. I hope I did it justice…

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Liam’s POV –

“… there is so much that has gone unsaid and…” He trails off as he hangs his head and you notice a sorrowful expression on his face. He is right though, there are many words that need to be said, but is he ready to listen?

You stare at it for a few moments and then turn to him.

“You have no reason to believe me son, but I had already resigned to acknowledge the truth to you on the engagement tour.”

“Th-- Thank you Liam. I know I don’t deserve it, but I find peace in it nonetheless.”

Catherine’s POV --

Next chapter: With the relationship between Liam and his father on the mend, things couldn’t be better for the royal family. After the press conference, Regina tells Liam some disturbing news.

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