#it's a little angsty but not too bad

[cylove]

pre-battle of fairy tail fraxus yay

[sloasis]

When someone finally questions or brings up Eddie's feelings about Buck , he's just gonna be like ' Huh is that what that feeling is ? Is that how love is actually supposed to be like ? It makes sense , Buck's always been there , a real constant in my life and he loves my son like his own , I definitely love him way more than I would've ever realized . ' meanwhile when someone questioned Buck about his feelings for Eddie , he crashes out and hooks up with his ex and denys denys denys because if he were in love with Eddie wouldn't he know ? Wouldn't he just be a cliche , a queer man in love with his straight best friend ? Wouldn't he have to want to sleep with him if he had feelings ? And he thinks about it and is like ' Huh maybe I haven't been totally normal about him , I moved into his house because he left and everyone I ever love leaves me so it all checks out . Eddie's probably not gonna come back because I've unpacked now and this is how my story always goes . '

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Forget Me Not

Omega hears a new name and of course she's intrigued

Did I get inspired by @the-bi-space-ace post about seeing Echo laugh? Yes! Did this turn out how it was originally supposed to go (or anywhere even remotely in that ballpark? Errrrr… no comment.

Enjoy! :D

Omega pushed another box into the hold of the starship and walked back to the pile a few steps behind her. Echo and Rex had needed a hand shifting some cargo and with the others held up with various tasks around Pabu, Omega had offered to lend them a hand. It wasn't the most exciting work, but it was something to do, and she wasn't going to miss an opportunity to hang out with her two older brothers. With them being away so often, it opened up an opportunity for them to talk. How things were going with the Rebellion (usually answered by “that's top secret��� and a wink), if Omega was up to anything new and interesting (flying lessons with Tech were going great and they shouldn't listen to anyone who told them otherwise) and if Crosshair was still brooding over the cheeky comment Echo had made about him on his last stop by (did Crosshair ever stop brooding?).

She grabbed the edge of the next crate and went to pull it towards her only to find that it barely moved. She tugged at it again. Still nothing.

“Rex!”

“Yes, Omega?” The captain appeared from behind another stack of boxes.

“Can you help me with this? It's too heavy.” She jabbed it accusingly with her finger.

Rex chuckled. “Sure thing, kid.” He dragged the crate off the pile and took it to the ship. Omega pouted slightly at how easily he'd managed to move it.

Echo came over and rested his hand on her shoulder. “Don't worry about it, Megs.” He said playfully. “Keep helping us out and you'll be stronger than him in no time.” He lent down to whisper in her ear. “Not to mention Rex is getting old.”

“I heard that!”

Omega failed to stifle her giggles.

“I don't know why I continue to put up with you.” The captain said pointedly at Echo, though the comment held little actual anger. “But he's right. Keep working at it and get your strength up. It's better to ask for help than to try and prove something and injure yourself.” He rolled his eyes and grinned. “I had enough of that with Fives.”

Omega felt the hand on her shoulder tense. She looked up and saw that Echo's smile had disappeared. She glanced back at Rex. “Who's Fives?"

She felt the hand slip from her shoulder as Echo walked over to where he has originally been working. His eyes skimmed over a datapad though it didn't appear he was actually reading it.

Rex looked stunned. “You haven't told her?”

Echo's hand was gripping the edge of the table, knuckles likely turning white under his blacks. There was an awkward pause and Omega's gaze flicked back and forth between her brothers. Eventually, Echo turned back around to face her. He observed Omega for a moment, with a look that she knew meant he was hoping for someone to change the conversation, but Omega was still confused. Who was Fives?

Echo could clearly see the question was still hanging, waiting for an answer. Omega's brows were furrowed. He sighed.

“No-one.”

And with that he picked up the datapad and left the room. Omega stared at the door, not entirely sure what to say. She hadn’t expected for Echo to walk out like that. Dance around the question a little and crack a joke to distract her? That was more likely. But to just walk out…

She glanced at Rex. If he had looked surprised before, he looked downright shocked now. His jaw was almost on the floor and he was still staring straight ahead. But what stood out the most to Omega was his eyes. There was a sheen across them, almost as if he was about to cry.

“Rex?”

He blinked a couple of time before shaking his head and looking at her.

She swallowed. “Did I say something wrong?”

“What?” Rex's brain hadn’t quite caught up with him yet. “Err-” He shook his head again. “No. No. You didn't. It's just-” His sentence was left unfinished. He chewed his lower lip nervously before clearing his throat.

“Err, do you mind shifting some more boxes for me? Just do what you can. I'll go and talk with him.”

Omega just nodded weakly. Rex gave her a small smile, hesitating for a second before he left. She stood still for a moment, watching him disappear through the door Echo had vanished through, before she finally reached out and grabbed another box.

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It turns out Rex didn't have to go far. He found Echo sat just outside of the building, hunched up on the floor with his knees to his chest. He was picking at the end of his scomp, the datapad discarded next to him.

“Echo?”

His brother looked up before hastily wiping away a stray tear he didn't want the captain to see and looked down. Rex sighed and slid down the wall next to him. Neither of them said anything for a little while. The only noise was the slight rustle of leaves in the breeze and the sound of Echo's nail picking at metal.

Rex turned his head to observe his brother. Echo still refused to look up.

“You okay?” Stupid question. Rex already knew the answer, but he was hoping he could nudge something out of his brother. No response.

Rex chewed his lip and tried again. “She doesn't know about him.” Less of a question and more of statement. With Echo, it usually helped to be direct.

“I don't talk about him much.” The response was mumbled and barely intelligible but it was something.

“I gathered.” Echo didn’t continue so he tried again. “Any particular reason?” Rex knew the reason. It was Echo. And Echo had a habit of keeping certain feelings bottled up somewhere and guarding them from anyone he stepped a little too close.

Once again, the question bore no answer. So this is how it was going to be, huh?

“I didn't think you cared so little.”

That got a response. Echo’s head shot up, his eyes narrowed. “What the kriff is that supposed to mean?”

“I'm just saying. I thought Fives meant more to you than that.”

“Of course he did.”

“It didn't seem like that to me.”

“He was my twin.”

“I'm not the one that said he was no-one.”

Echo's face dropped. Whatever anger he had felt dissipated immediately. He opened and closed his mouth a few times. When nothing came out, he hunched up, drawing his arms around himself tighter and resting his chin on his arms.

There we are. Rex thought.

He'd known Echo long enough to understand that coaxing him out never really worked. You needed to rile him up, push at his weak points until eventually the dam burst and all of his emotions came out in one go. Maybe not the healthiest way of dealing with things, but that's how it was with Echo.

The captain didn't say anything else. He would let Echo stew with his thoughts until he eventually grew too uncomfortable with the silence to not do anything about it.

It took several minutes, but eventually Echo uncurled slightly and leant against the walk. He tilted his head back until his headpiece made a small clunk against the concrete.

“I didn't mean it.”

He turned his face until his eyes met Rex's.

“He's not no-one.”

“I know.”

Echo's eyes grew watery. His lip trembled and his voice cracked when he spoke.

“He's not no-one.”

“I know.”

Rex wrapped his arm around Echo's shoulder, drawing him in. His brother collapsed against him, shaking with unrestrained sobs. The captain gently stroked the curls on top of his head and held him tighter. “I know, Echo. I know.” The I miss him too went unsaid.

This wasn't the first time the two of them had ended up like this. It was less frequent now, but it didn’t mean it had gotten any easier either or them. It was a loss that had hurt them both deeply.

Rex squeezed his eyes shut, trying to hold back his own tears. He made an attempt to swallow but there was a lump in his throat. He didn't want to break down too, lest Omega came out to find both of them in a wet heap on the floor. He wrapped both arms around Echo and rested his chin on his head, breath stuttering.

Over time Echo's sobs turned to whimpering, which gave way to sniffles and then deep breathing. He pulled away from Rex and wiped his cheeks furiously.

“Kriff.” He never liked crying in front of the captain and Rex new that. Echo sighed deeply and slumped back against the wall.

He began to pick at the end of his scomp again.

Rex also tried to compose himself, clearly his throat and running a hand over his own head, letting it rest on his neck for a second before dropping it back into his lap.

“I miss him so much, you know?” Echo's voice still wavered. “It's just… I never know how to talk about him.'

Rex raised an eyebrow.

Echo huffed a little in frustration, trying to piece together his thoughts.

“I… I never feel like I can do him justice. It's like… whatever I say just won't be… him.” He waved his scomp aimlessly. “It will just feel like some fanciful version of him.”

“That's not true. You know him better than anyone.”

“But it is!” Echo was frustrated. “Fives was just so… Fives. Whatever I say about him will never capture that. I'd be telling stories about someone, but it wouldn't be him.”

“So you think it's best if the world forgets about him then.”

“What? No!”

Rex looked at Echo pointedly. “But you realise that that's what's going to happen, right?” Echo's eyebrows furrowed. “We never truly die until the stories people tell about us cease to exist. We live on in people's memories for as long as those stories are shared. If we never speak about him, then his life ends with us. Do you want that to happen?”

“No. Of course not.”

Rex put a hand on Echo's shoulder. “Then tell people about him.”

“But-” Echo but the inside of his cheek. “But it won't be him.”

“Yes. It will.” Rex's voice was gentle. “Look at this way. I don't tell Omega about all of the banthashit I have to put up with when dealing with you, otherwise I'm not sure she'd think of you so highly.”

Echo glowered at him.

“But.” Rex squeezed his shoulder. “It doesn't meant that anything I say about you is any less true.

“Don't let the world forget him, Echo. He deserves so much more than that.”

Echo nodded. “Yeah. Yeah he does.” He smiled at Rex. There was still a sadness in his eyes, but the worst part of the emotional storm seemed to have passed.

The two men sat in silence for a bit, listening to the leaves shuffling in the wind.

Echo turned towards Rex. “Do you really tell Omega stories about me?”

“Of course I do.”

“Please don't tell me you've spoken about the early days.”

“Of course I have.” Rex grinned. “That's the best bit.”

Echo groaned.

“Not that that's the only thing. I've told her about your ARC trooper days, too.” He waved a hand. “Of course, I had to glaze over some things, paint you in a better light. If I told her about the real you, she'd fly away and never come back.” He smiled cheekily at his brother to let him know that he wasn't serious. That earned him a shove to the shoulder.

But it also got a small chuckle out of Echo.

“Err, Rex?” Both men looked up to see Omega poking her head around the door.

“Sorry. It's just, I've finished loading the shipment.”

“Thank you, Omega. You've been a great help.”

Omega smiled nervously and kicked the dirt. She glanced at Echo. “I'm sorry about earlier."

The corner of Echo's mouth twitched. “It's okay.”

“It's just… I didn't know and I was curious and I just wanted to ask and-”

“Omega!” He stopped her ramblings. “It's okay.”

“Are you sure?”

Echo held out his arm, inviting her to sit down next to him. When she was huddled up next to them, he pulled her into his side and rubbed her shoulder. “Everything's fine, Kiddo.”

She buried herself even closer to him. “I'm sorry I made you sad.”

Echo stroked her hair. “It's okay, Megs. You didn't know.” She hummed in response. He ran his hand over her hair a few more times before he spoke again.

“Do you mind passing me that datapad?”

Omega reached over and picked it up off the floor, handing it to her brother. Echo didn’t say anything as he flicked through several folders. When he found what he was looking for, he held the device out so that Omega could see the screen.

Two 501st troopers stared back at her.

Rex smiled.

[lilithofpenandbook]

au where when a Death Eater is killed, they can actually not die, on one condition:

Their heart must be pure.

This doesn't mean they never ever did anything wrong. That's impossible if you're human. No, this means that whatever they've done, it's for a selfless reason. That whatever bad they've done for selfish reasons, they've fully regretted, repented, and set out for redemption. That in their heart of hearts, they are no true Death Eater, because true Death Eater have no compassion, or selfless love. Selfless Love is a pure thing, and if that exists in the heart, then they may survive being killed.

And there's another thing: they return to the physical state they were in before taking the Dark Mark. It's all effectively "wiped clean", as it were. Of course, the actions remain, as do the mental scars, but the physical body is now back to when it was still pure of this evil as a little nod to the purity of their heart.

During the second war, then, there are a few Death Eaters who do not die. But only the fewest:

The most famous example? Severus Snape, who is all but a mere child, barely touching adulthood. Who's small and underweight, whose body is still riddled with scars from the Good Guys. Who's so young it's frightening to think he became a death eater at this age because there's something so broken and fragile about him. How did he manage to survive through that?

And then... And then there's Bellatrix. Bellatrix Black.

Who... Who's a literal child.

[keydekyie]

"You’ve seen the very worst of me, and you’re still here, and I don’t know why. And it scares me so much, not just because I’m afraid you’ll realize what I am, and that I’m not worth it, but because… because now I’m afraid you won’t."

[drdt-headcanons]

Are survivors predictions fine for headcanons? I have two right now, so I thought I'd share them. It's Chapter 2 so I don't really believe either of them, it's just for fun.

Thanks!

:(

[reddje]

currently writing a bevrichie traveling europe wip where they meet the rest of the losers along the way…. will anyone bite? does anyone want this?

[grapemoon]

He’s the world’s most trusting and hopeful person evar

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

I gotta say, a personal pet peeve of mine is when people get really into Scourge (making aus and fanart and fics and posts and whatnot) and go "OMG Scourge needs someone to be like his Tails" and then they either make a whole new oc or assume Fiona takes that spot

Miles Erasure

[demodoggonetired]

" I'm Batty 4 U "

For the @steddiemicrofic September Prompt: Charm || 548 Words || Rating: T || Warnings: implied verbally absuvie parent, implied period-typical homophobia

It sweeps through the group like wildfire after the whole Vecna ordeal. Something about everyone trying to go back to normal, re-engaging with non-world-ending topics.

Out window shopping, El happens upon a charm bracelet display and within the week convinces Hopper to buy one for her and Max. And who’s to deny the girl that's suffered through so much. 

El states it as her “momento of who she is, and those who helped her find that definition.” All while thumbing the rainbow and sunflower charms. 

So it’s no surprise when Robin, Nancy, and Erica are seen wearing their own charm bracelet designs after Girl’s Night. Then through a spidering chain of conversations and convincing, the rest of the party soon each have custom bracelets.

For Steve though, the issue is that he’s just not a bracelet sort of guy. The occasional pinching when it doesn’t sit right. Constant jangling and shifting every time you move. It’s not for him.

(Plus he knows his Dad would make him throw it out if he ever saw it. “Jewelry isn’t for men.” and all that. (Of course I don’t agree, Robin. But I still don’t want to risk it getting tossed.))

Until Robin solves the problem for him. Turning his bracelet into a keychain for his car keys. And he didn’t realize just how much he’d come to care for said keychain once it’d stop pinching his wrist. 

Exactly as El had painted it from the get-go; a constant reminder that he’s more than the harsh words his dad sneers as “encouragement”.

Of who he matters to and of who matters to him. His family. 

But it’s not for another few months that his keychain gains a companion.

“Hey, uh. Hey, Stevie.”

They’d danced around one another for weeks. From exchanged glances at the hospital, to touching under the guise of lending a hand, pulling excuses to spend time together.

“Yea?”

Finally culminating in Steve getting fed up and testing the waters with a kiss ‘hello’. 

“I know we’ve only been technically dating for a month now. But I’m pretty sure I remember you being a big relationship guy back in high school, and I figured well ‘Stevie probably never had someone buy him the cheesy anniversary gifts he bought for others’-”

“They weren't cheesy, they were well thought out-”

“And so, I got you something as a faux sort of ‘Happy One Month Anniversary’ gift.”

Eddie shoves the little trinket into Steve’s hands, forcing him to drop his book. 

“Small towns, especially Hawkins in particular, suck and so I figured this is as public as we’d be able to be. And I know the bat was maybe a bold choice considering the bites and all that shit but- Actually maybe this was a bad idea- Ya know what, give it back right now, Stevie. This was stupid- I’m gonna do something else.”

Deftly leaning away, Steve hooks his arm around his boyfriend so he can’t lunge for the keychain again.

“Oh hell no. My boyfriend gave this to me, it’s mine now. You can’t take Ozzy from me.”

“Ozzy? What?”

“Yeah, the little bat charm. His name’s Ozzy, he told me so himself.”

“What-?? Shit- Jesus Christ, you’re so lame. Come here so I can kiss your lame, adorable face.”

[yujeong]

For the micro story ask, how about number 7 (silent fury) for Pete? With your choice of other character/s <3

Ohhh, that's a good one, my friend, thank you so much ❤️ ----------------------- "Hey, P'Pete." "Hm?" "You used to do boxing, right?" "Ah... yes, why?" "What was your nickname?" "My... what?" "The name you'd been given as a fighter. Like how P'Porsche was called The Phoenix." "Well-" "Silent Fury." "Bro, you're not funny." "What? It suits him, doesn't it?" "It sounds stupid and you know it." "It does sound a little stupid, Vegas." "I only meant to emphasize your strengths, Pete." "You did a bad job." "Shut up, Macau." "Phi never answered the question. What was it?" "I... didn't have one." "You didn't? But why?" "No point for a fighter who's bad at his job." "Pete-" "No, I refuse to accept it. We're giving you one right now... Don't laugh, Phi, I'm being serious!" "Fine, Macau. Do whatever you want. But it can't be Silent Fury." "It suits you-" "Hia won't participate in the brainstorming. Only me and P'Pete." "Okay, that's it. No dinner for you." "Will I not get dinner either, Vegas?" "It depends, Pete. Are you going to behave?" "Ugh, never mind, I'm out of here. You started being gross again." "Food will be ready in an hour!" "You better have finished until then!" "No promises."

[twpsyn-who]

Soulmates AU in which the red string of fate shows up when a life altering moment takes place between you and your soulmate. Like, Eren killing two grown man to save/help Mikasa kind of important. A moment that changes at least one of them.

And, you know, because this is about JeanMarco as always - these two dorks filling their gas, Marco telling him why he's a good leader and stuff and Jean watching him, shocked about what he's saying... Then he takes notice of the red string tying him to Marco and his eyes widen even more in shock, like it both made no sense and all the sense in the world. Marco doesn't even notice until he's done talking and sees Jean's reaction and his reaction is something similar to 'Oh', both because Jean was his soulmate and because that moment meant something important to Jean. And they're both so awkward, not knowing how to process this.

[suna1suna1]

@shadamytober Day 10, "Fairies"

This takes place a few weeks after the "Story Book" one-shot in that au

Inspired by Away With the Fairies, by Sleepy Fish and Philanthrope

[warriorprincesstramp]

three episodes in my take for bmw season five is that it's low-key flopping... especially after how insanely good season four was basically from start to finish. they ate with like three minutes of jack and shawn stuff and made me laugh with how insanely homophobic episode three was but that's all it's got so far

[reading-writing-dying]

Don't look now but I may have had another scarian fic idea today 🙈

[inkats]

i think having no body to talk to is making me worse.