#im just living and trying to bring joy to the world

[uncannydevotion]

Can you do toby, hoodie, and masky being instructed to kill their s/o by slender? Would they actually go through with it?

a/n: picture me rubbing my hands together evilly upon reading this request okay. this is so so so short but i felt like it would drag on if i made it any longer im sorry </3 but i hope you enjoy it!! thanks for the request, i love angst <3

warnings: major character death in tobys part!! murder, attempted murder, blood, descriptive death, memory loss, overall everyone has a bad time, but hoodie is like... vibing. also not proofread im incapable of rereading things i write.

MASKY

It's certainly not an order he intends on following, but he's well aware that he's susceptible to Slender's influence, so he's not quiet sure how to avoid it.

The only one of the three to actually try and negotiate with Slender. You weren't a threat to anyone, let alone it. He didn't understand why the being was hellbent on getting him to kill you, especially since it knew that he loved you.

And that's just the reason.

He loved you, so you were a distraction. You were a weakness, and Slender doesn't take well to its proxies having weaknesses.

But it was a reasonable being. For Masky, at least. The man was logical, so they saw eye to eye a fair amount of times. He had yet to go against any of his other orders, so Slender was willing to negotiate.

Its terms? Masky would have to cut all contact with you and your memory of him would have to be taken so to ensure you wouldn't try finding him. And in exchange, you would get to keep your life.

Now, obviously, he didn't want that. Masky loved you, so why would he ever want to part ways with you? Almost as if to show him what would happen if he didn't accept its terms, Slender caused the man to black out, and when he came to...

He was in your bedroom, standing over your bed as you slept, a gun pointing at you. His finger was on the trigger, and he quickly dropped the gun before anything could happen.

The thought of you dying, the reality of living in a world without you in it, was enough to make him agree to Slender's terms. Masky disappeared from your life, and your memory of him went with.

Though he remembered you. A sick form of punishment, perhaps, for falling in love. He remembered everything about you.

HOODIE

Hoodie is, out of the three, the one most likely here to blatantly disobey Slender without fear of consequence. Though Slender is technically his boss, he's not the type to blindly follow orders unless they make sense to him.

No amount of punishment has been able to break him, but he's too valuable of a proxy for Slender to rid of him.

When the order first comes to his mind, he almost laughs from the sheer absurdity of it.

He does not care what reason the entity might have for wanting you dead. Hoodie loved you, so he would not kill you. And should Slender try getting one of the other proxies to try and kill you, Hoodie is not against harming them.

His loyalties lie with you, first and foremost.

You are one of the very few things in his life that brings him joy, there's just literally no way in hell he'll let anything take that away from him. Not even his evil eldritch boss can force him away from you.

And unlike Masky, he won't distance himself from you. He's... pretty selfish, to be honest. His very presence puts you in harms way, and you might have people actively trying to murder you from now on but don't worry!!

He'll keep you safe, trust him.

TICCI TOBY

The only one here who will actually kill you. He doesn't want to, believe me. Toby will actively go out of his way to try and defy Slender like Hoodie, even, but he is the entity's most loyal proxy, so it's a short battle.

Toby's loyalty to the faceless being runs deeper than anything else, even his love for you. If Slender wants him to kill someone, then he will.

But he doesn't kill you willingly, if that makes you feel any better. Toby ignores the order for as long as he can, until Slender runs out of patience. And when it does, it will hound Toby with endless static and agonizing pain, punishment for disobeying its orders.

It will break Toby down, and once it's sure that Toby can't disobey it again, Slender will demand he kill you. And this time, in a mindless haze, Toby does it.

Maybe he thinks he's killing someone else, your screams and cries falling upon deaf ears as he slams his hatchets into you over and over again under you could no longer be recognized, your blood staining his clothes and skin.

Toby won't remember you. You were a weakness that had to be purged, so Slender ensured that every memory he had of you was repressed. But even so, there's this aching feeling in his chest. As if he was missing something important, something he can't quite place.

He mourns you, and yet he can't even remember you. He just feels... anguish, for some reason.

[starlit-miasmas]

actually have so many thoughts & feelings about ekko arcane

he really lost his entire family, found a tree, and went fuck it if the tree can make it so can we and started a whole community/revolution about it. he is the figurehead of a whole little sect of a society fresh out of his teens. what the hell dude

his best friend/childhood crush became a crazy murderer and he was mostly fully on board with the idea of getting rid of her but then he finds a world where she is happy and goes fuck it im helping my universe's jinx get there too

he is so incredibly present-oriented for someone whose powers are going back in time, he doesn't want powder back even after seeing the universe where powder is happy, he wants jinx in this universe

he's an optimist and a realist he is finding the possibility of life and joy and then doing absolutely everything he can towards that end, but he won't sink the effort into something he doesn't see as possible. he doesn't want to help vi "bring powder back" when they first reunite because he's in the present where powder is gone, but the moment he knows it's possible for him and jinx to work together and be happy and whatnot he finds her and gets repeatedly blown up for his troubles. and like. he watches her try to kill herself over and over again just for a chance to talk. he throws a bomb at god. he flips off a cop as a kid. ekko my beloved no one is doing it like him and i hope his funky little tree lives forever <33

[loloelia]

Hey so.....i already have an au BUT....I got an idea for another one....

So basicly Lamb gets executed and meets Narinder and all the basics but when the Lamb comes back to life BUT

The Bishops havent left ,and when Shamura sees the red crown ,theyre a little shocked but start to think that the Lamb is just Narinder ,a little sibling ,and theyre so happy that all the younger sibling dont really want to take their happiness away and so they dont try to stop it ,and the Lamb theyve never felt such love so they accept it,they accept Shamura's hug,and before akyone could do or even say anything ,Shamura just walks away the Lamb still close to them and orders the other to follow ,wich Leshy does first cuz hes kinda confused ans hes like "maybe it is narinder,but whys he Nice now ?" But the older siblings follow because theyre concerned ,the lamb could still hurt them.

And time passes and Shamura DID NOT let go of the Lamb ,they bring them to their sermon ,and theyre like "Oh my dear followers five had become four and now four becomes five again"(still thinking the lamb was Narinder) followed by mostly them reapeating that sentence ,

now now the Lamb was confused because the GOD OF WAR WHO KILLED THEM is all happy ,telling stories ,being always so happy Narinder's back and hes being better (hes very much not )

And Leshy after a while when Shamura's telling stories to all the siblings he kinda grabs the lamb's wool ,and realizes its the lamb not narinder and honestly......HES DOES NOT GIVE A SINGLE FUCK

Hell hes happy he got another sibling to annoy ,and one that is smaller than him so its even better to annoy. And this one cant really hurt them ,since their arm is always in the claw of the god of WAR ,so they kinda just accept it ,and plays with this New sibling(he just pulls their wools, trows dirt on them ,and play with their bell)

Now after a while ,the Joy of shamura is replaced by their usual headaches,so shamura stays in bed ,and you know the lamb doesnt have to be glued to their side ,so they go out into silk cradle and everyone bows to them because you know ,shamura introduced them as the fufth bishop ,as narinder. But as they go deeper into silk cradle ,and they stumble on some random dissenter,and they get killed because ,well ratau was never there to teach them how to fight,

And so they die and narinder is fucking PISSED, because the lamb was supposed to free him ,not follow shamura around as the fifth sibling ,as HIM . But lamb ,they liked being cradled like they never got to be by anyone ,so they ask "But my lord... what if instead ......i convinced your siblings to free you.....?"

Now ,Narinder is NOT CONVINCED ,because he doubts his siblings would ever do that but he rolls his eyes and says "little lamb. Your plan is doomed to fail. But i will give you one single chance now go ,vessel. Youre next time here will be the last thing you will ever see"and so he let them go

Back to the living world their back in shamuras temple ,right next to shamura's room ,where shamura is bleeding right there on their bed ,while kallamar gets them new clean bandages ,the lamb is obviously saddened and tries to step in the room but is stopped by Heket grabbing their collar holding them in the air looking at the lamb with a cold glares ,the lalb knows that while shamura always want them around ,leshy plays with them all the time,and kallamar is too scared of the red crown's powers , Heket never even looked their way,

And now that she did,it was terrifying ,no words were qpoken until one moment when her gaze left the lamb's eyes and she said "not...now.....little lamb....not....now....." before putting them down gently and getting in shamura's room and closing the door behind her

.........

(Wait......im turning this into a fucking novel when no one cares ,so anyway if you see this @joffyworld (sorry for the tag)or anyone really,well first thank you oh my god and also can ya tell me if you want me to continue or if il being a weird ass bitch ??)

( also lil drawing of this)

( Short story )

[just-an-enby-lemon]

'He was the one that told me: love is selfish'

Barnes isn't blind.

He knows the way Zolf and Wilde look at each other, the way they appear to live in their own bubble sometimes.

He is quiet but he is not blind.

He knows the way they look at Carter. Wilde is better at it, more self-aware maybe, more aware is not really Carter's fault, his expression screams foundly annoyed boss more than it does 'you're not Sasha' nowdays. Zolf is not as kind. Barnes knows the cleric does have the same annoyed foundness for Carter they all do but to Zolf everything is still a bit too much about Sasha.

Carter isn't Sasha and it is unfair to him to pay the consequences for other people's grief.

Between that and how much Zolf and Wilde were deeply connected im their own messy way, Barnes thinks things must've been very alone for Carter before him.

Zolf and Wilde have their own world.

Barnes looks at Carter and think they can have that as well, maybe.

Barnes isn't blind. Even if sometimes he wishes he was.

He notices the way Carter looks at him, the touches, the feelings and the forever talks about everything.

He loves Carter. He doesn't think he loves Carter the same way Carter loves him.

He hopes one day he can.

.

'They are the one that told me: funny how things are, we do thousands of them at the same time without losing our ways'

Cel changes things irreparably.

Of course they do. The idea of Cel somehow being somewhere and things still being the exact same is insane.

Instead Cel smiles at him and talks about the universe and Barnes is completly smitten.

He loves Carter. He loves Cel the way he wishes he loved Carter.

Wilde dies and Zolf does not hesitate when they ask for someone that can bring him back. They will always follow each other.

Carter dies and Barnes doesn't think he should be the one bringing him back. He doesn't know if he could. Carter has been falling apart for longer than they've known each other and Barnes doesn't think he has the words to ever fix it. And maybe just maybe it is a coward way to admit that he's been lying when he act as if they were two duos all the way back in Japan, instead of a duo and two people trying their best to fit together.

He asks Cel about it once. Years after. They tell him feelings are complicated and everyone is always just trying their best to fit together. Carter and Barnes are a duo, they say, just like Cel and Barnes are partners, one can be more than one thing.

He asks Carter once. The day Carter leaves the Venga to go be an archeologist. All archeologists are thiefs. Carter says and his smile is as bright as it used to be when the two of them thought they could be one. All archeologists are also historians and Barnes doesn't think he ever realized how much joy Carter finds in learning when it is all about unknown dead languages and mysterious other gods.

Cel smilles at Carter and asks about buildings and life. Barnes has never realized that "joy for life" was a turn on until he sees these two beutifull people talking about the way people lived thousands of years ago. He has never saw Carter as passionate, as content. And it was Carter himself, and it was Azu and he sure hopes it was somewhat him, but it was also the magic of Cel awakening the best on people. They are just like that and Barnes loves them.

Zolf leaves and Wilde says he will not wait for him. Wilde waits for him. Of course he does. No one was expecting anything different.

Barnes thinks he is the only one that notices, in a very rare visit, that Wilde actually changes the sheets of a single way too particular guest room every day.

Carter leaves and Barnes thinks is better that way.

Zolf comes back. Of course he does. Zolf is likely the only one surprised by that.

Carter stays in Egypt. Barnes is the only one unsurprised by that. Carter always wanted to settle roots he just never was able to find somewhere that would allow him to. Barnes used to think he could be that place.

Barnes always wanted a place as well. Cel offers their hand to an unpromptu slow dance at a random wendnesday for absolutly no reason besides the fact they are both alive and Barnes knows he found it.

.

'He was the one that told me: close the door and open your eyes' | 'They were the one that told me: dreams turn into bigger dreams'

Zolf and Wilde are living together for a whole year before deciding they should open an inn.

Barnes does not need to read Carter letters to know they are filled with jokes about old age. The one he sends Barnes is offering to bet that Wilde actually wanted to do a nightclub and got heavilly vetoed. Barnes is not a betting man anymore. Cel takes the bet.

They miss the opening but are there two days after. Hamid already left. Azu stays another day so she can see Carter before also making her way home.

Carter gets three days and six hours two late and becames fourteen gold richer. Cel only betted five gold so Barnes has no idea where the rest came from. Is probably for the best.

Carter's skin is tanned know. He smells of whisky and sand and dust. Hugging him still feels like holding the world in his arms.

Barnes is not blind but he somehow missed the two most important people in his life becoming close friends.

They are talking about a stone, Cel talking faster than even their usual rants and Carter is answering just as fast hands flying everywhere. And the vision strikes like a realization. As if suddently Barnes can see all the visits in a different light. How sometimes only Cel gets letters from Carter nowdays.

He fells horrible about the pang of loss the realization gives him. He fells even worst about the pang of lust.

They leave the inn and Barnes misses hearing the egyptian talks the most.

It does not take longer till they are all together again. Carter discovered a whole old language and he wants to get drunk over it. Cel cannot wait to learn all about a different language and Barnes cannot wait to see Cel and Carter talk in ways he barely understands.

Barnes isn't blind so is really frustrating that it takes Wilde for him to realize he, Carter and Cel are a trio.

Cel invented a non-magical mobile stone and now their weekly letters to friends became weekly calls. They are in Egypt again. They seem to spend a long time in there even if Cel is the only one actually visiting Hamid. And for some reason Barnes decides to stop Wilde's rant about Zolf's 'stupid refusal to get a knew appron' to talk about how Carter stopped being an aid in taking Cel out of their makeshift lab and instead now spends almost as much time in there helping Cel with some form of interactive atraction about how the pyramids were build that can be used on local schools. Apparently people started talking about gods and other plannar creatures and Carter was very annoyed by those theories. And Wilde the ultmost traitor answer to that with 'you're a lucky man, James, to find one person to share a life is hard and yet you found two' with the faint irish accent he seems to be slowly regaining these days and the idea is ludicrous and still the only honest answer Barnes has is 'you are lucky too'.

Barnes isn't blind but he is confused.

He doesn't loves Carter the same way he loves Cel but he loves Carter as much as he loves Cel.

He doesn't know what this means.

He asks Cel and Cel smiles and says "you have two hands" as if it explained it all. They are very wise like that.

He asks Carter and Carter says "i don't particularly care".

So that is it.

The Venga University moves across the world.

But they stay on Egypt.

At least until Cel and Carter decide to take Barnes to another different brighter thing.

Cel giggles when he takes their hand. Barnes smirks when he takes his.

All is fine.

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

JUNK MAIL PT.3

What You Need To Hear Right Now

PILE 1 - Gossip, Envy, Controlling, Vampires, Partying & Drinking.

Girl, you are way too pretty to be dealing with all that. Try following your dreams and worry less about the people chatting. That's all they'll ever do. Chattin'. They don't care what karma it leakes off or how you feel so worry less. Do something good for yourself and find a new hobby.

There are boys who want to treat you right, you just gotta figure out which one fits your needs better. Go to a party, grab a drink. Its your time.

PILE 2 - Living alone, Living for you, Depressive Memories, Resilience, Patients & Timing.

Babe, we gotta get outta that funk tonight! Don't let the past be the reason you sit back and forget who you are and where you come from. Divine timing is in your favor, surrender and be still. Painting is significant for this group, emotions need a new outlet. Journaling can help you figure out some past traumas, but over time you should enjoy the moment and see what you can do with that paint brush.

Let go. Allow your cries to be heard, suffering in isolation is not the answer for you boo. Get up!

PILE 3 - Honeymoon, New era, Crying for joy! Celebration, Remembrance.

Congratulations !! You've got it made in this new chapter. The work you've put in is coming forth to bring a new beginning that forces you to in a state of peace, divine gratitude and love. There could be someone new on the horizon, and its a sweet love. Im proud of you, if no one said it first than I'll be the one to do it.

This season is going to be good luck, lady bugs are significant for this group. Popularity, Having a great time, enjoying life. Yeah baby, thats all you.

PILE 4 - Get out of town. Vacation. Bus Ride. Take A Trip.. Now.

Oh boy, is everything alright ? Feeling clastrophobic? Same show different story? It's time to hit the road, love. Go to that beach, go get you a travel buddy.. Or go solo. You need this break. It'll be a stress relief for you. You need to give yourself a mental and emotional break, so you could have more time to conquer any challenges coming your way.

Take this time time to heal and put energy into the reality you wanna see more of babe. It's not the end of the world. Don't make it out to be.

For each and every group, this is your 'me' era. Focus on you girl, nobody needs to see yall sweat.

[genderqueerdykes]

am I the only person who is kinda sick and tired of the queer experience or whatever being defined by how oppressed you are ?? like .. I thought we were over the oppression olympics y'all come on ..

idk, it just feels like every time I make any post about my queerness, especially being partially tmasc, I have to cover the joyful post with "OF COURSE I EXPERIENCE OPPRESSION AND HATRED BEING QUEER SUCKS AND IM NOT SAYING IT'S FUN OR EASY ALSO OTHERS HAVE IT WORSE" which, just isn't true. being queer is the most positive and fun and freeing thing ever, the homophobia and hate that comes with it isn't. but I don't want to define my identity and my queer joy by a percentage of how hated I am yk ??

i'm sick of it, too, you're not alone.

discussions of oppression are important. that is part of the reason we come together to form community. but it's not the ONLY thing that makes us queer. yes we are oppressed by cishet society, yes we are othered. we know this. we do not need a constant reminder that we are miserable. we do not need a constant reminder that our lives are hard. we do not need a constant reminder that we are suffering.

it's a super unhealthy mindset and it's getting people hurt in real time. i'm not sure why it started cropping up that trans women and transfems are the only ones allowed to talk ever because we're very oppressed, but it's not how this kind of thing works. it's not on a scale of "Whoever has it worst gets to talk all the time and explain other people's suffering to them" it's. everyone is allowed to talk because we're all miserable and we all suffer. there's this sort of transfeminine self-centeredness that's being promoted right now that has to go. we can't keep going like this. while transfems and trans women are important and our stories deserve to be heard, the world doesn't revolve around us.

constantly reminding transfems and trans women of how bad we have it isn't helping us grow from our trauma and flourish. it's keeping us trapped in our misery. i DON'T think it's progressive to reduce a woman/femme's life to suffering. i DON'T think it's progressive to constantly remind women and femmes of how bad they have it. i don't think it's progressive or feminist to equate womanhood to suffering and there's nothing else to it.

i'm just gonna say it, but we're behaving like it does and it's not helping anyone anymore. and for some reason, we're obsessed on our pain and wallowing in misery instead of experiencing trans joy. another transfem told me they tried to make the queer spaces they participated in a bit more upbeat and tried to talk more about what makes being trans good and what there is to enjoy about gender, they were told that "everyone is over trans joy. we're about trans rage right now". and unfortunately, that rage is barely if at all ever being directed toward the people causing the pain we're angry about. the rage gets pointed towards people inside of the community and it helps no one.

let's save the conversations about oppression for their time and place. they have one, just like every conversation topic, but this cannot be the end all be all of our discussions in queer spaces. this behavior will not bring us to liberation. it will keep us trapped in the oppressive system we're trying to break free from. thank you for sending this, so many people feel the same way, it's not just you. you're not alone. i hope we see changes in this soon

[delusional-mishaps]

obsessing over a dust sans in the omega timeline GRRRR

just. hes chill. mostly. sorta elderly neighbour who hates the world vibes. very resigned, snappy, goes to pick up his newspaper from the front stoop in his slippers and boxers and a crusty shirt

he's mostly a hermit, no one knows much about him. he doesn't want to get too close to anyone. he doesn't like the other versions of him, his brother, his friends.

he's got hella survivors guilt, mostly because if his world wasn't destroyed, would they be alive? would there have been a reset, a time, eventually, where he didn't have to kill everyone in a screwed up show of justice? where they could live?

he'll never know, and it bothers him. but he tries to pretend it doesn't.

he's sorta half forced to do therapy because yeah he's actually clinically insane and bro needs to be medicated and it helps a bit ig.

he gets a little better. he Is Not Normal but hes better. somewhat.

i kinda like the idea that he adopts a dog, somewhat an emotional support animal??? or like a straight service dog that helps him with panic attacks GRAAHHH THATS SO CUTE GRRRR RHRGRG RRRGGGGRRR

ok normal again

unlike him LMAOO

anyway yeah he probably eventually comes around to hanging out with some others. he's very picky about who he hangs with but..

hear me out okay

cross and dust as besties ❤️❤️

he prob finds epic annoying tho so he doesnt really hang around him

sorry ik im talking abt cross and epic now but theyre my bfs i love them i cant not mention them 😭🙏 me and epic and cross and also dust ultimate power quadruple or wtv

he def wouldnt like CORE at first cuz like. thats frisk. Trauma. but he'll probably come around to them when he realizes they aren't, y'know, a fucking freak. they're probably the reason he got therapy in the first place 😭

whoever his poor therapist is... needs a raise fr 💔

i dont really think he and killer would be friends. maybe hesitant acquaintances..? idk i just dont think theyd vibe when theyre both reformed crazies (affectionate)

i could see him and dream going either way idk like they could be friends or dust couldn't give a gaf about him

he'd probably think dream is kind of annoying with all his hopefulness and joy and whimsey but he's also a certified hater so (so me coded)

"what's there to be happy about" my guy i PROMISE if you stop your edgelord shtick you can be happy too go frolic through a field

he's got hella one-sided beef with error ofc for destroying his world. he doesn't care if it was "falling apart" or if "his story was finished" maybe he could have found a way to bring everyone back

(no he couldnt but dont tell him that)

anyway yea he likes sitting on his porch with a cup of coffee in the morning and he likes yelling "GET OFF MY LAWN!!" at children and he probably plays poker at the bar like every thursday night and hes really fucking good at it.. suspiciously good

his crankiness captivates me...

walking thru the OT and you bump into this fuckass guy who's emotionally attached to wearing his hood up all the time and you always see him smoking whenever you catch a glimpse of him and sometimes you get to see his cute puppy

love at first sight... (you just wanted to pet his puppy)

guys with dogs get all the huzz trust (god why did i type that im cringing)

ok off topic. epic would def say huzz

"rizzing up the huzz 🤓👆" just take ur pants off bro.

OK SORRY i need to log off. (not going to) back to dust

HIS DOG IS SO CUTEEEEEE RHRGGGR sorry i cant stop thinking of him with a dog. it bowls him over when it senses an oncoming panic attack and just kinda lays on his chest and licks his face and digs in his pocket to pull put the tennis ball he keeps in there to distract him

its not actually like a fully trained service dog im ngl but its good at diverting his attention from the panic so. it works ig. man idk

uhm but yea good luck trying to romance him like i said he's hater and itll take a lot of effort

VERY slow burn

idk why im writing this as a little x reader

maybe because in my nonstop thoughts its all been self insert befriending/romancing this fucking loser

dude needs to work on himself before he can even think of romance. im so serious he'll have absolutely zero desire for a relationship until he's mentally stable enough.

he cant go getting attached to someone, especially a partner, if hes just going to go batshit again (his therapist is trying to convince him that wont happen. hes in a safe world. he isnt in danger. he can RELAX)

itll take YEARSSSSS before he's like actually feeling like a normal monster again. his sins weigh heavily on him, but he knows he cant change the past. he wouldn't be alive if he didsnt do what was necessary.

anyway hes real bad at romance when hes finally ready for that stage

like HORRIBLE

he has no fucking clue what the hell he should do. you'll have to hold his hand every damn step of the way.

hes probably freaky tho idk

he likes cuddling you tho. youre all warm and soft and when you lay on him its like a weighted blanket and very very soothing

his bones ache, a lot. so it feels nice.

run that man a nice warm bath with some nice smelling candles or smth and hell make out with you

man idk im literally jst yappin its 4:20 and jm fighting to keep my eyes open 😭😭 ill prob hate this jn the morning but idrc rn ok !!! desire toctalk about omega tlcdust is stranger thanxthe call of sleep

[violetasteracademic]

Vi are you back!? We've missed you so much! Thank you for blessing us with Elriel smut, queen!

Hi lovely anon! Well ... as far as Elriel smut, I never left, my dear! I've put out some of my proudest work on AO3 since stepping away from Tumblr (honestly, my most recent ACOTF chapter might be my favorite thing I have ever written and I have been living my best life with Velaris Memorial Hospital. And I've finally made my foray into one shots!) I've been posting very consistently and am very excited to see where I land for my 1 year AO3/baby's first fandom anniversary at the end of the month!

Am I back on Tumblr?? Sadly, until the ACOTAR fandom is a little more disco and a little less discourse, it's really not my style. I understand there was quite a mass exodus this month from the latest drama, but my personal exodus was a long time ago on an average day because even the basic daily dramas are just not something I enjoy partaking in and witnessing. And artists, writers, creators, and theorists have been quietly leaving this fandom because of the state of it for years.

I respect that the ACOTAR fandom, especially if you are very invested in the next book, is very locked into the shipwar. And if not the shipwar, it's all these little pro IC versus anti IC factions, or bat boys versus Vanserra's, or sisters versus sisters factions, and they are *all* very vicious and unkind to each other. Even without something extremely major happening, most days my feed was filled with trolls being given attention, rude memes about the other side, screenshots of people throwing around insults, finger pointing, ect. I don't think that energy is going to shift any time soon, and everyone has gotta do what they gotta do. But it's not the most inspirational or enjoyable place to feed creativity, and since I've expanded my fandom experience to much more creatively active ones like BG3 and Arcane, I've learned it doesn't actually have to be this way. This is just the way the ACOTAR fandom is. For better or for worse, I'm not sure it will ever change, because it's what a lot of people are looking for and they are gaining whatever it is they need from the environment.

That being said, Azriel and Elain are my blorbos. I wouldn't change a thing about that. I'll probably be writing about my little loves fucking and falling in love a million different ways for years to come, and have been having even more Feysand and Nessian ideas lately! So I'll keep carving out the space that is safe and enjoyable for me while trying to quiet the rest of the noise.

I do think I'll stop by whenever I have a new work that needs a cute lil banner, an announcement, and update to the master list 🥹 especially because a lot of people seem to enjoy getting their fic news on Tumblr! But I've gotta rock the post and ghost for my wellbeing.

I know this is disappointing to some. Especially those of you who have sent me anons expressing your sadness with the state of the fandom, and how exhausting it is. I see you and am hugging you. It's a bummer to come to this space looking for a safe space to connect and find your people and feel like you don't fit in! Honestly, the main reason I'm even responding is because of that. I hope you feel a little less alone. Many, many creatives in the ACOTAR space don't last. I am merely but one of them. And I think I can safely say it's never only one thing that causes people to step away, there's only the straw that breaks the camels back.

Anywho, hope this wasn't too preachy. Im not trying to change anyone's minds or tell them how to behave. I just got a few anons like this and figured it wouldn't hurt to clarify where I'm at with the ACOTAR fandom and hopefully reach anyone who has been feeling similar or alone!

I'm literally just a girl trying to survive an uncontrolled descent into fascism and live in an increasingly unlivable world. But making my favorite characters smash in the garden brings me joy, as I hope it will continue to bring all of you on the hard days!

[raainberry]

Stickers

« silly series - 5 »

Momo x gn!reader

Fluff

synopsis - who knows how you ended up getting stickers glued on the face by a pretty girl but you don’t complain

wordcount - 570

A/N - writer’s block has hands y’all im ngl💀 but i do have a couple things drafted up🤭 (spy!yeji but you didnt hear it from me)

“Stop making that face.”

“What face?”

“You keep scrunching your cheeks everytime I put one on, it messes it all up.”

“Oh because it’s supposed to be structured?” You asked, feeling the mess on your face.

Several stickers, all pink and white following the Barbie color theme she loved so much. You thought they were pimple patches, and you were foolish enough to ask about them, believing her when she told you they were.

You trusted her, as one would their girlfriend, so you let her on your lap, her makeup half-done as she took a break to cover your two pimples that had popped out overnight.

You found out they were regular stickers about two minutes later, when she couldn’t contain her laughter anymore. By then it was too late to get her to stop, she’d tasted how fun it was.

Her giggles kept leaving the sweetest smile on her face. If it weren’t for it, you’d have whined her out of your lap far long ago.

She seemed happy. The way her eyes never failed to smile along with her lips, you swore it was the most beautiful sight this world had to offer. What an honor to be the cause behind it.

So long as it was harmless, you were okay with whatever could bring her joy. Even getting stickers on your face that would definitely make you break out more.

The things you’d do for that woman.

“Yes it is structured.” She said as she focused on another sticker. “I’m trying not to overbear your cheeks.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the way her lips mindlessly parted. You’d think she was dealing with something with much higher stakes.

She was so effortlessly endearing. Was she even aware of how easily she could make you weak?

“Why not? That should be the point. It’s like blush, no?” You argued, making her chuckle.

“That’s ridiculous. No, it’s not.”

“Why not?”

“It’s just stickers.” She answered, focused on yet another one she applied to your chin this time.

“Are you gonna be done any time soon?” You wondered.

As much as you loved Momo, your muscles were starting to strain from trying to hold still for so long.

“I am actually. Do you want to see?” She grinned, reaching for the pocket mirror in your hand.

You nodded, smiling back at her before the sight was replaced with your own self.

“What do you think?” She asked, and you couldn’t help but laugh in response.

“Momo, why?”

“What?” She whined despite joining in on your laughter.

“Just—Why?”

“I don’t know, you asked and then I saw you looked pretty so I just continued. You told me I could!”

“Oh, so I’m not pretty without them? Do I have to live with these on my face forever? Look at me!”

“I am! You look nice, I wanna kiss your cheeks so bad, but it’s going to mess it all up.” She pouted, running her thumb over the stickers ever so gently.

“I’d rather kiss your lips anyway.” You shrugged.

“Just say cheese.” She rolled her eyes, grabbing her phone to capture the memory she’d just half-forced on you.

You simply laughed, following her orders as you looked into the camera. She took a few pictures, different angles catching the love you shared and gave each other so happily.

The two of you looked awfully wholesome in all of them. Looking at them, you were almost jealous of yourself before remembering you’re the one she loves.

What an honor. Hopefully you’ll stick around each other for a long, long while.

[ravennaortiz]

Ok Sis.... My man Hap!!! 6,8,13,17,18,30,32 with angst with happy ending. Baby Happy on the way and he freaks out at first! He would be the bestest Daddy ever!!

Alright daddy happy( get ya mind out of the gutter lol) with angst and a happy ending? I believe I can whip up some magic for ya!

Prompts

6. Are you afraid of me?

8. Your drunk. No im not

13. I promise

17. I love you

18. Go slow

30. I need you

32. Your mine

Life

Happy stared down at the pregnancy test on the table for a moment before simply walking out of the house and riding off into the night. You laughed at yourself as tears streamed down your cheeks. How could you have been so stupid to have expected any other reaction from him? You two had not been together long and what more could you expect from an outlaw biker? Tossing the test away you locked up the house and made your way to your bedroom where you collapsed into a sobbing mess.

***

A month later you were stepping out of the bathroom after your shower when a figure rose from the bed in the dark. "Shh, just me" slurred Happy as you screamed and he turned the light on. Heart pounding you just stared at him thinking your mind was playing tricks on you. "What are you doing here?" you asked as you clutched the towel around you as tight as possible with your distended belly. "Are you afraid of me?" questioned Happy his eyes boring into you as he ignored your question.

"What?" you questioned as he put his hands in his head. "I don't want you to be afraid of me" he stated sadly as he kept his gaze on the ground. "I mean breaking in unannounced is a reasonable reason for me to have been frightened but I'm not afraid of you" you replied a bit of annoyance in your voice. Who was he to want to be comforted after running away? He stood up and made his way to you the smell of alcohol made your stomach churn as you put your arms out.

"Your drunk Hap" you stated as you gagged some. Happy stumbled back slightly. "No I'm not" he pouted as he frowned at you. "Are you okay?" he asked watching you run back to the bathroom and dry heave. "I'm sensitive to odors and you reek like a brewery to me" you replied. "I'm sorry. I can shower if that is okay?' replied Happy as fought the urge to pull you into his arms.

By the time Happy had showered you were sound asleep. Watching you sleep so peacefully he kicked himself for having missed out on so much time. He moved to his kutte and retrieved the tiny black box he had bought a week ago and put it on your nightstand. He then grabbed a pillow from the bed and made himself cozy on the floor. He hadn't yet earned the right to be in your bed like he hadn't fucked up majorly. Until you invited him back the floor was good enough for him.

***

You awoke the next morning to sunlight filtering through the blinds. You stretched as you sat up and shook your head when you saw Happy asleep on the floor. Looking to your nightstand to grab your phone to check the time your eyes caught on a small black box. Your heart pounded and your breath caught in your throat as you reached for it. Opening it tears well in your eyes as you found a simple silver band with a tiny heart shaped diamond set in it.

You hadn't realized you were crying until Happy spoke. "Was supposed to bring you joy not tears" he stated as he looked up at you. "Its beautiful" you murmured as you turned your eyes to him. I promise to never leave you and to always cherish you. I love you so much and I can't live in this world if your not in it or apart of my life" stated Happy as he moved to kneel at your feet with his hands on your thighs.

"I love you too Happy" you murmured as you caressed his cheek before trying to lean forward to kiss him. Your bump stopped you making you both laugh softly. "Here" murmured Happy as he moved to the bed and kissed you deeply as he pushed you back down on the bed. You moaned as he moved his mouth to the sensitive spot on your neck where he bit down before giving it a soothing lick. "Going to go slow with you baby girl. Show you how badly I need you and make sure you know you are mine forever" he whispered as he trailed his fingers down your sides as he carefully grinded against you.

***

"Mr. Lowman, would you like to hold your little girl?" asked the nurse as she held your beautiful tiny daughter in her arms. "I'm... a little nervous" replied Happy as he chuckled and held out shaky arms. "Your going to be fine. Just tuck her close, support her head" murmured the nurse as she helped him take her.

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[tackytigerfic]

hi!!! im loving first watch of night SO MUCH!!!!! your world-building is incredible, and i LOVE the creation of spells!! i am so excited to dive deeper into the multiverse ahh!!

THANK YOU!!! this is so nice, i know i am a broken record about this but it took me so long to write and a fuckload of thought went into all that world-building lol. I said in one of my replies to a comment on the fic that I may not actually address every single thing that comes up in the fic in terms of the world-building or the magical theory, but even if I don't actively wrap it up or bring it to a conclusion, you can be damn sure that i thought about it and know what happened with it. i think i was just living in the world of the fic for so long that it makes sense to me, but the key was trying to translate that into it making sense for other people too 😅

This comment has brought me great joy, thank you so much for your kindness!

(First Watch)

[shizunitis]

hello, i ended up stalking your blog for like a few hours, you have a fascinating mind and i am slowly acclimating to the terrifying bags of skin and fat that roll tenderly and peacefully through this fandom.

i was wondering if you could provide a list of some of your favorite svsss aus? thank you for your service, and god bless the skin beasts. there is no one on this world who is intolerable by both heaven and earth.

good morning and welcome!

i'm glad you've met the bingcreatures. they're beautiful, plump babies we love dearly. i hope they can bring joy to you, in time.

also, i'm going to not think about what my blog looks like from an outside perspective. please forgive, just. so much. or you're welcome? my interpretation of your opinion of me hinges entirely on how much thought you're willing to put into shizun's ankles and bingge's whole thing, which i won't ask about.

i didn't have a lot of time to compile a list even approaching comprehensive, but! i did my best to think! i'm in the middle of my christmas-themed lying down and thinking time, which is taking a lot of energy. hyperlinks included, because i'm so great at technology, you're so impressed.

from tumblr users:

the master post to system possession au by artsarasp

first post to the asshole roommate binghe au by allpiesofourown

first post to a wonderful dragons au by sinn-bee (nsfw sketches)

the scum disciple’s self saving system au comic by kimbapchan (link to the comic on ao3)

part 1-2 to bingyuan reverse transmigration au by piooojo, which i've been in love with since i first saw it last year and i really really love a lot

AU fics on ao3 i quickly grabbed from my bookmarks:

(with my bookmarker's notes because they're my favourite passages ever)

bingqiu ballet au, “songs of a wayfarer” by foxflowering

Shen Yuan, Binghe wrote, a secret in the margins of some dilapidated English workbook, is very beautiful. He’s so beautiful, I don’t know what to do with myself.

bing-ge stuck in bingqiu’s reality replacing bingmei for a bit au, feat. exasperated shizun, “benign deviations” by benwisehart

“I would never leave you alone here with the likes of me.” “So you admit, then, that you’re a menace,” Shen Qingqiu said in an exasperated tone. “That was never in doubt,” Luo Binghe said, stretching.

binghe passing the time until shen yuan is reborn, feat. sigmund freud, “but until then, tragedy” by tshirt

"He was-- he is everything to me." "Including..." Dr. Freud paused a moment. "Mother?"

(could be considered canon divergence, but that's a kind of au, and i do what i want)

tianlang-jun lives just long enough for binghe to see him die and swear vengeance on yue qingyuan for it au, “forgiveness is beyond our reach” by anonymous user

“Although his attitude might be harsh sometimes, he’s ultimately a good child,” said Yue Qingyuan’s voice softly. “Is he, now,” said Shen Qingqiu’s voice coldly.

bingge comes sniffing around shen qingqiu’s peak while bunhe is yet to be abyss’d, “through the eye of a needle” by funeralstrut

Luo Binghe, what do you want from me?

(my forever favourite. im so normal about it i promise i swear i make normal human noises whenever i think about it and don't just whine pathetically towards the sky)

and of course this list ends with my shizun becomes the human emperor of the demon realm au, which i put so much time and effort into and have posted just, sooooooo much about. it should be your favourite. please. im desperate

i hope you find something to your tastes here!! i'm terrible at compiling things, but i did try my best. maybe. it's the end of the year; all my energy was left in august, when the sky had light and everything was less suck-y. at least we still have shizun...

[swifty-fox]

writing prompt request: buck/bucky or rosielemmons & domesticity - muse a rests chin on muse b’s shoulder to read/see what they’re holding

congrats on ur fic !! 💕 /solittles

this is so old but thak youuu ee

sorry i wrote them slow dancing im in a fluffy mood

if you were the only girl in the world

"sometimes when I feel bad, and things look blue..."

Gale taps his pencil against the paper in front of him and tries to decide if this was a sad song.

"I wish a girl I had… say one like you. Someone within my heart to build a throne"

He's sat on the sofa, feet tucked up underneath him like a child and trying to headache himself through the sort of mathematical problems that left even him feeling stupid. Bucky's supposed to be in the kitchen cooking a roast, but Gale isn't sure how much singing a slab of beef really needs in the cooking process. He's been banned, regardless of the signing, because the mess John left behind every time he cooked left Gale twitchy and irritable. He doesn't think it's hard to clean as one goes, but John thought it was faster to do it all at once.

"And what if you need something that's dirty?"

"Then I'll wash that one."

The singing draws nearer, bringing with it the smell of woodsy cologne and cigarettes.

"If you were the only girl in the world, and I were the only boy," John croons.

Gale looks up to find him leaning in the doorway, shirtsleeves rolled to his elbows and hair flopping out of its careful gel from steam. He looked good, looked healthy and whole and Gale thinks maybe five years out they were getting somewhere close to okay.

He recognizes the song now, an old Great War ditty that he'd heard crooned from open saloons and bars as a child.

"Bucky," He sighs, hunching over his work defensively, "I told you I'm all yours after supper."

John smiles at him, sweet and broad and eye-crinkling guileless and Gale isn't fooled by the beast underneath for a single second.

"Nothing-" He slides around the sofa and holds a hand out for Gale to take with a challenging smirk, "-else would matter in the world today, we would go on loving in the same old way."

His voice was still awful, but when it was less quiet and booming there was almost a melody to it, something Gale found pleasant if he were pressed to admit. Maybe it was rose-colored affection, maybe John just loved him enough to make the words sound good.

Gale takes John's hand but he makes sure to sigh at him enough to show his reluctance but John presses a bristly kiss to his cheek on the tug up and places his hand at a respectful spot on his waist and gets them swaying.

"A garden of Eden, just made for two," John says, leading him around their small living room, "with nothing to mar our joy."

Sometimes they bicker about it with their hands and their steps, who was leading. Nothing beyond playful, but they were both pilots both left-seaters and giving up the yoke wasn't something they did without good reason. But tonight Gale is content to give it over to John, starving for any moment where the other man's eyes were bright and clear and present. Better every year.

"I would say such wonderful things to you, there would be such wonderful things to do."

John gives over the lead to him, passing it off flawlessly and Gale sways them as John nuzzles his way into his shoulder.

"If you were the only girl in the world, and I were the only boy."

"Think those guys on base know you're such a softie?" Gale asks.

John scoffs, pulling back and freeing Gale back to his seat, "They think I'm somewhere between God and Captain America himself. I don't think it's even crossed their minds."

Gale hums, adjusts himself as John wraps arms around his waist, chin hooking over his shoulder to peer down at the paper.

"It's done wonders to heal your issue with humility"

"mm," John's lips press against his neck, "You're off by two numbers."

Gale pauses and then squints, curving his mouth into a crooked smile.

"So I am."

[midnight---hollow]

Ok i need to yap for a second

I love how well written and thought out the ipc is in honkai star rail. I feel in general we dont always get the best discussions about capitalism and giant corps because said giant corps are usually sponsoring or are creating them most of the time so there is usually bias. I just saw some of the boothill story lore leaks and im not gonna talk about them here cus leaks but it gave me real big appreciation for how the ipc is handled.

Im personally a real big fan of complicated situations in my fictional stories. Ever since mob psycho ive gained a new lens of trying to find sympathy and reason for any situation, keeping my own opinions and preferences while still understanding the other side. I feel star rail has done a great job at show casing the many sides of the ipc even if i for one really dont like the ipc and its my least favorite organization

(I feel i should also say this is an opinion piece and im not informed enough on the real life issues as i would like to be. I just want to yap my opinion out and express why i find joy in this and maybe even come back later with more research to make another post but with references and proof to explain why besides what i remember and like. If i do get anything wrong then please inform me cus i would like to learn more about this and plan to)

|Spoilers for basically all the ipc related things in hsr|

I started out hating them cus i just dont like capitalist corps and they just rubbed me the wrong way. When the arum alley event happen i was originally pissed at it because even though it was confirming my beliefs of “big corp bad” it felt cheap and like almost every other story told by a big corp trying to tell us big corps are bad. Yknow the “look at this obviously in the wrong guy dont be like him, look at him get his comeuppances in the end and ignore how we actually are alot more complicated and worse than this super evil and obvious example”

arum alley then did something i didnt expect. It gave nuance to the story. It started out with that obvious example yes but the next one wasnt that obvious, the next part of the event talked about how some workers feel they wont be able to sustain their lives as independent workers and feel they need to work for the big corps for a safe job and it started getting into the logistics of big corp vs independent business. Yeah we where fighting them but there where reasons and concerns and fears to be given. It wasnt just big corp bad it was “yeah big corp bad but here is why and here is also how its good” and it brings up the questions on what can be done so we dont need to rely on big corp

Topaz and her whole arc is another situation i find interesting. Topaz is a character i dont care to much about to be honest but i think she plays a good role in this whole ipc debacle. To me she feels like she represents someone who used the system because they needed to and made it work and flourished in the system. Her planet was basically unlivable and she lived in a capitalist waste that failed. In comes the ipc and they are almost what her world was but better for they offer to help and save them. All they need to do is sign their lives away to join the ipc and they did and their planet flourished because of it. Topaz herself was able to rise the ranks into being a cornerstone. I think her story shows both the light and dark of the ipc because they saved her planet but they only did it because it benefited them, if they didnt sign their lives away it is very likely topaz and everyone on her planet would have suffocated from the toxins and died. They had no choice but to join the system and its stated in game that topaz’s planet is one of the few that where able to be saved.

That’s probably what i like most about the playable ipc characters, it reminds us that these big corps arent just mustache twirling bad guys, it reminds us there are people there just trying to keep going and some of them are genuinely trying to do right and think what they are doing is right. Again topaz for example, she genuinely believes what she was doing was for the good of belabog. She saw a planet so similar to her own and i think she did what she thought was right and tried to help them (i dont think what she did was right but i can see where she comes from in thinking its right) i also think its showing that when she learned their was a way out for belabog that allowed them to not give their lives away to the ipc she gave in and stopped trying to convince them. She risked her own job security to allow them that right and because she didnt force an entire planet of innocent people who just got out of a horrible situation to sign their souls away (including the children mind you) she got demoted. Im not saying that she deserves a pat on the back for doing the bare minimum esp after she tried killing us, she is a rich, a conerstone, owns an exotic pet that she throws into battle and design her gun after, is a high member of said capitalist big corps, im just saying this is a very nuanced and interesting situation that i like to think about because there are so many thoughts and arguments

The whole belabog vs ipc thing was interesting in general for me because i think it was just such a good concept to bring forth the conversation of the goods and bads of big corps. Technically the ipc does have the right to want their century old debt repaid (ignoring the fact we later learned the robots where never used i think idk the end was confusing ngl) yet also at the same time we as people have a hard time siding with them when belabog didnt even know they where in debt because they where so isolated because of the stellaron and they just got out of the stellaron crisis and are trying to make their world habitable and yknow survive. We cant blame them for being unable to pay a humongous debt when these where the same people who stood in awe as march shower them a photo of their planet that she took while on the express. It creates a situation where yeah technically the giant corp has a right to take that money because its theirs but its still feels so cruel to make them have to cough it up right now with only a few days time. Belabog is basically forced to sign that deal because there is no way they could have payed that off they where doomed the moment topaz set foot on the planet. I remember talking to each of the people in belabog and getting their opinions on the matter and constantly having to rethink my stance because there where so many good points for why they should and so many for why they shouldnt. I can go on and on about this but this bit is already to long.

Aventurine!!! Aventurine aventurine oh where to start. Unlike topaz i actually like aventurine alot he is just such a well written character but we arent here to talk about how amazing him and the games writing is we are here to talk about the capitalist cooperation he is a cog in. Aventurine in a sense has a similar story to topaz but its more cruel and less happy. The ipc didnt save him, the ipc what going to arrest him and its thanks to his luck and a deal with the devil (or in this case a bet with a snake) that he was able to become aventurine.

I havent seen the writen stuff for him in his characters story because i dont have him but i will say from what i saw during the main story, something i question alot is what the ipc did during the avgin genocide. This might be a small tangent but the avgins said they had the support of the ipc. What happened that caused for the entire avgin civilization to be wiped out when they had the help of people with better weapons and armor and equipment. Apart of me is nihilistic enough to think the ipc didnt really care for saving the avgins and might have used the katakans attack as a way to know out the two groups that where causing them the most trouble but at the moment i dont know if theres anything supporting this theory so its just a crack theory

Aventurines spot in penacony is again interesting. Penacony is a prison planet of the ipc, that was taken over and turned into a party paradise thanks to the hamrony, family, and a stellaron. Aventurines goal was supposed to be to put penacony back in the ipcs control and to be honest i cant tell if thats his plan or not because of how crazy and confusing the story was (i loved it) but that being said it is another example how how grey ipc is. It isnt just a big bad corp there are people with lives and in avens case, people trying to gain their freedom with any risks necessary. I also think again the ipcs role in penacony is like belabog, very interesting, just for different reasons.

Penacony is based off America and in this case im assuming the ipc is their Britain. I feel like if you ask most people they would say that the ipc is the only group in penacony they hope fails (minus aventurine again i feel everyone wants aven to succeed even if we want ipc to fall) but i think the family being as grey as they are (basically a cult and also a representation of newer day amarica and its “its us or them” mentality in a way. I can make another yap ses about that lmao) adds an air of mystery and confusion on who we want to succeed since they are on two very different sides of the board so if one wins the other loses. It makes it feel like a fight of two big corps against each other and not really knowing who to support. Do you want to support the capitalist or the cult, pick your poison. We need the rest of penacony for me to go more in-depth on my opinion of ipc here and to rant but i can say its already making me question and argue both sides with what we have seen so far

That was fun for me. I havent ranted on tumblr in a long long time but hsr has been my recent hyperfixation and again boothill makes me crazy. While writing this is made me start to think about how much i wanted to talk about the hidden story of immigration i feel penacony is aso trying to tell. I think penacony is handling so many deep and interesting topics and im very excited for the next update. This has made me hyped to talk about the immigration stuff but i want to do reaserch and gain a proper strong stance besides “thats just my opinion.” I think this is an interesting topic and yapping about it made me want to do more reaserch on the topics of capitalism and big corps cus i hate them but i also think its important to know about it and understand there is more to the issue than just stingy old white rich people. I havent even gotten to jade yet. When we learn more about her imma have some words prob

Srry this was long but anyways cant wait till boothill comes out so i can get him and his light cone

[duchess-of-mandalore]

Do you have any thoughts on what Satine and Obi-Wan's lives and/or the galaxy at large would have looked like if she'd survived the events of The Lawless?

Oh man, this premise has an infinite number of answers depending on where you go with it. But I think I can give some general principles.

Like ... for example, Satine survives The Lawless but Order 66 is subverted. Actually, I wrote a fic about that (Tethers of Inconvenience), where Satine pursues an arranged marriage with a senator from Kuat (Giddean Danu, a character in the RotS deleted scenes) who would be able to help her rebuild and protect Mandalore, which she finds difficult to do on her own since she humiliated Palpatine and the Senate in TCW Season 2.

But more generally, if she survives The Lawless, I think Obi-Wan takes her back to Coruscant and she lives with Padme. She begs the Senate and Jedi to assist in dealing with the mess on Mandalore. I think that Bo's able to take the planet back, and she and/or Korkie lead since her brainless, idiot, fake-news-believing people are still convinced that she killed Pre Vizsla with her own hands and caused the downfall of their city.

Then, let's say that Order 66 does happen. You've got two diverging roads: 1) Obi-Wan is able to find her and bring her to Tatooine with him, in which case they get to raise Luke together and have a kind of strangely (im)perfect happily ever after living a quiet life neither one of them had before (wonderfully explored in @mg024's Two New Hopes) ...

Or 2) He can't get to her and has to leave her when he goes into hiding, like in @the-obiwan-for-me's Krennictine AU. This has a similar premise to my Marriage AU but with Orson Krennic. In both our AUs, I think we're of the same mind that Satine never loses her personal idealism, but she becomes much more practically minded. I think the run-in with Maul proves to her that "Even extremists can be reasoned with" is much, much too hopeful. I think she's always prepared to sacrifice her personal happiness for her people if need-be, but there's always that piece of her that's longing for her happy ending.

Imperial-era Satine is fascinating because she's the one who characterized the idealism of the Republic but who was really spared suffering by dying before the rise of the Empire. Personally, I think that Palpatine would take very great joy in trying to smash her like a bug once he has no guardrails, given that she was one of the only people who publicly stood against him during the Clone War. I mean ... we kind of forget that after the Republic and the CIS, the largest political entity at play in the Clone War was the Council of Neutral Systems, led by Satine. She's a symbol of the Republic era and she wouldn't go quietly into the night once the man she's always despised proclaims himself Emperor.

I think Palpatine would immediately try to take over Mandalore (canonically, he did within the first year of his reign because he was still using a clone trooper army). In a SatineLives AU, whether he immediately succeeds would probably rest on whether she's willing to negotiate for her people's freedoms (like Bo did with Gideon in The Mandalorian), but even if she did, Palpatine would probably just renege on any agreement they had.

In general though, I lean more toward her giving up any claim to the throne permanently because she thinks Bo (and a Korkie hardened by both The Lawless and the rise of the Empire) can meet Mandalore's needs more than she can.

And if that's the case ... if she has no Mandalore and no Obi-Wan ... I could see her doing something like creating a relief organization that essentially goes from planet to planet cleaning up the effects of the Empire and then eventually becoming a secret organization focusing on saving and rehabilitating injured rebels. It's her way of maintaining her pacifistic ideals in a world where she no longer has the ability to remain fully neutral.

If anyone has any thoughts on these ideas or others of your own, I'd love to hear them!

[slowburningechoes]

hii, i apologise in advance for this being a very long message and do not feel compelled to read it, as it is a lot of writing

I just really want to thank you for posting all of this stuff because as weird as it sounds Robert is kind of the only reason for my happiness these last few months, and i am so so so appreciative... i listen to the selected shorts when i go to sleep LOL so thank you so much for uploading all this stuff

im also so happy for you to meet him, he is so so sweet, as well as you being so sweet when you met him, and as an artist it makes me really happy to see him love your watercolours which were BEAUTIFUL by the way

im 16 and live in the uk, so i was heartbroken when i couldnt come fly to america to see betrayal. but to be honest seeing everyone meet him and seeing how kind he is has cheered me up!! i just really hope hell do another play someday and im worried he wont do another one again or for a while, but at the end of the day i just want him to be happy so ill be pleased no matter what

also, thank you in advance if youre still uploading the audiobooks into mp3s, i love his voice so much!!! i have bridge to terabithia on CD which is the only one i could get in the uk LOL so i am so excited to hear more thank u so much!!!!

i just wanted to share my love for him, and tell you how thankful i am for your posts : )

(ps i dont know how tumblr works so im sorry if ive sent this wrong, or given you loads of notifications for sharing your posts.....)

oh, this just made my entire week!!! thank you for this sweet message.

first off — no need to apologize! I adore reading any drop in my inbox, no matter how brief or long!

secondly — you are so welcome. your expression about RSL being one of the only things to bring you joy lately is not weird at all. it’s honestly very relatable. these past few months have also been difficult for me in numerous ways. there is so comforting about his work, his voice, and his overall presence that is difficult to explain to someone who doesn’t understand — but i definitely do!!!

i am so glad that seeing our interactions from Betrayal brought you some happiness. i’ve said this before but i really tried to bring all the love for him from across the world and give it to him. i wish everyone could’ve been there and gets the opportunity to see/meet him at least once! i felt very honored to have that opportunity, so i tried to communicate just how loved he is around the globe! (i’ll keep my fingers crossed you get to come see him in a show one day — or that he makes his way back over across the pond! you never know!) i hope he’s taking time to rest and spend time with his girls, but doesn’t disappear entirely for too long!

thank you for your kind words about my artwork! they were truly a labor of love. i remember bringing up making them to @ridethecyanide as a bit of a hypothetical, but i am so glad i went through with making them. he is such a genuine soul with such a warm heart, it felt so nice to try to give back some of the happiness he has brought to myself and so many. his reaction and our interaction in general was more than i ever hoped for!!!🥹

i am definitely still planning to convert the physical copies of audiobooks i have to mp3 files to share with you all very soon! i have to get over this last hump with dissertation, but know that they ARE coming!! likely sometime in the summer.

i agree! his voice is so smooth and wonderful, i could listen to him talk and narrate for hours. i love hearing him do different accents and tones within them. my southern heart adores his attempts at country twang, like when he voices the mother in bridge to terabithia! it’s adorable.

thank you again for dropping this in my inbox!!! i am so touched my content has helped spark some joy in your life. i hope more happiness comes your way soon!! and if you still need an RSL fix, there is much more to come on my end, love. <3