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valdederon · 11 months ago

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FLAMES JOURNEY CHAPTER #24

raykore and novas heart to heart talk about valdederon , a new hidden threat and valdederons rage.

soon after valdederon enters his trance nova sighs un able to properly meditate as her mind is in chaos when she looks up at raykore who is takinga puff from her smoking pipe.

nova-- ray..raykore.

raykore chuckles softly

raykore--- you can call me ray if you want hun

nova-- ray is… val.. is he realy ok to be taking me in ..to be adventuring and ervything.

raykore stops mid puff and lets out a chuckle.

raykore--- as wise as i am even i dont know the answer to that one pup. id say yes personaly as having seen him grow over the years in this world.. the kids changed physicaly emotionaly and mentaly . and since he took you in as part of his family his drive to improve him self has grown significantly personaly i dont know if hes fully recovered from his traumatic past hell i garuntee he hasnt. but i can say it now longer drives his evry thought hes learned to ignore those impulses and think …. some what lodgicly ha ha ha… some what . he is still verry much a walking army.. but a more foucsed and determined army. though i do expect any demon he encounters may end up causing a flare up in him.

draggo----- uh yea ive seen it first hand.. he has no mercy or remorse when dispatching demons. its like watching him go from happy toddler playful and curious to a battle hardened adventurer.. eyes as cold as the arctic mountain air and a stare that can cause a volcanoe to explode.

raykore--- thats not surprising to me honestly .. nova you dont have to worry about your brother you can trust that he will protect you and should any one do anything to harm you. well god rest thier soul ha ha ha.go ahead ank keep trying to meditate hun try to block out the noise in your mind .

for the next few hours raykore tries to help nova meditate mean while 5 days walk to the south east in a small town with a hidden away bar the magmar who attacked novas tribe comes in and sits down ordering a volcanic eruption == ( imagine vodka if made with carolina reapers mixed with pure capsasin oil with 3 fresh chillie pepers ground into paste and all of that mixed into a 40 ounce glass cup ) == and begins downing it in second slaming his fist down on the table.

the barkeep a scared up machoke named dead eye leans forward.

dead eye-- the job aint finished yet you killed the old man but that little spit fire of his is still loose and from what i hear has joined a guild with a .not so delicate delphox rumor hase it this ones special.. and tougher then an onyxe on black obsdian powder. you get paied when its complete the boss aint happy bout it either.

the magmar looks up at dead eye as he slides a picture recently taken via psychic pokemon power

zorgon the magmar---- so all i have to do is flatten a stuppid little riolu girl tschh barely even a challange.

dead eye--- the way i hear it its not her you need to be worried about its that guild some what shes in but mainly that delphox. he is an unknown. reports are all over.. uses ligning fire.. even got a report of him using water moves. tread lightly you heavy foooted dolt.

the magmar grunts and pockets the picture and begins gathering information about the guild.eventualy coming up with a plan he thinks will work with out a hitch. heading to a den of goblins known for thier greed of ancient gold coins throwing them 7 bag fulls and a map of an ancient long deead kingdom castle fortress complex. in another continent. after a month valdederon wakes up and notices nova is gone from his room and that his head feels off as the effects of a heavy sleeping agent have just warn off his blury vision clearing to show the room a mess after a few minutes clearing his head he uses a spell that uses residual life essnce to reconstruct events into a magical holigram.

40 minutes later the air through out the entire guild grows ice cold and silent the silence broken by a loud explosion guild staff russing to valdederons room to be met face to face with araging blood red flaming inferno beams of wood falling into the flame and 2 piercing green eyes with in the flame taiga the serperior guild master using his vines to hold evryone back as the green eyes vanish into the flames .

kleo--- ok water types put out the fire.. psychics figure out what the fuk just happened.. AND NO ONE .AND I MEAN NO ONE IS TO CHASE VALDEDERON.. unless you want to get hurt. somthing has set him off.

raykore--- gods help his enemies..

kleo-- what does that mean.. i can sense the magic he used he reconstructed the events that happened before he woke that fire.. was fueled by pure rage anger and hatred.. gods worse then when i first met him. who ever angered him. may the gods help thier souls because hes going to kill them.

kleo--- why.. i think nova may also be involved i dont sense here near bye.

kleo-- mother mew.. i hope she is ok.

--------------------mean while near bye--------

valdederon finds a tavern and rips the door open and slams his staff to the floor causing an ice nova to freeze evryone in place.

valdederon--- im looking for a magmar.. scar across his eye probably in posession of a young riolu with minor burn scars. ill know if any one is lying and that wont end well.

the room falls dead slent as the tavern owner comes down from the top floor offic having heard the yelling.

myran a levanae --- your powerful..im not sure what info i may have for you but if youd kindly please release my customers then we can speak.

valdederon--- my little sisters life is on the line ill release them when i have answers.. even if thier vague guesses of were my target is.

she sighs and bangs her heard into the side railing then comes down .

the next few hours are tense untill some one finaly mentions that a near bye town would have such filth and scum and valdederon releases evryone heading out to that town. eventualy ariving after 5 days and breaks the door down and looks around the room growing tense with shock.

valdederon--- this tavern will answer to me.. any one who tries to escape i will cut down. recently one of your patreons stole somthing verry precious to me.. this patreon is a magmar with a scar across one of his eyes. talk and live… stay silent.. and youl sufer greatly

dead eye--- and why should we believe you

apon that coment valdederon fires off a holy javiline pircing the wall behind the bar counter flaming wood splinters flying ervywere the stone red hot and molten and valdederons staff aimed directly at machops arm.

valdederon---- the next one tears your arm off old man. dont fuk with me. i know that the patreon was here recently..

dead eye--- …mmmmmmpph.. fine.. zorgon mentioned he would be setting up camp at a castle some place some dead city called bakoonsk or somthing.. thats all i know.

valdederon heads out after that but causes an earth queake to tear the tavern down traping them all temporarily and begins the long journey to the dark continent of baroovien. using old maps he had gotten form a laibrary only to encounter a hoard of goblins the size of a nations army.

valdederon--- you idiots actualy look intelegent for goblins.

they chuckle and grin untill a bolt of ligning strikes the hobgoblin general the shear electricity causing him to explode into a goopy purple mess the goblins looking at the once great general and back at valdederon .

valdederon--- your in my way scatter or die.

in seconds a battle erupts mean while in the castle the distant sounds of battle can be heard.

nova--- le..let me go… please .. who are you.

zorgon-- im your death..tsch looks like ive been found. . is that.. lignting.. and fire. god now ice.

nova whimpering in fear crosses her legs a puddle growing beneath her chained feet

nova--.s..sounds like my brother is here.. your in trouble now.

----- back at the beack front---

valdederon sslashes his staf out word causing a wave of energy to slize many goblins in half once jumping at his face only to be grabed by the throat and fall limp after a loud crack as valdederon crushes his throat and tosses the goblin to the side the gasping and wheasing as it struggles to breath and then whimpering as it bursts into flames for hours the battle rages valdederon getting to the citty edges and begins to walt through as he summons meteors to fall into the citty the explosions reverberating through the citty and castle walls.

zorgon--- god how many are there i hired an entire army out there .

nova tears up hearing the screams and explosions in the distance. hoping she will survive each passing second the explosions and yelling turned screaming grow closer and closer after awhile zorgon runs down to the entrance of the castle just as 6 hob goblin generals crash through thier boddies practicly turned inside out via magic and a shadowed figure slowly aproaching with the clack…. clack… clack….clack of a staf on stone the torch fire on the wall lighting the figure up . a delphox furr drenched purple with goblin blood the sounds of crumbling buildings in the distance followed by a loud crash as a wall falls over blocking the exit.

valdederon---- what is your name ass hole.. id like to know the name of my victim you kidnaped my baby sister and i wont let that slide.

the magmar stares frozen with fear barely able to mumbler zorgon untill he steals him self.

zorgon--- my name is zorgon and you will be my victim peasant theres no way your not exausted after all of that

valdederon---- SILENCE YOU IDIOT. YOU HAVE NO ROOM TO SPEAK HERE ive lost far to much in my past to loose what i have now.. prepare your self to fight .. .. tsch.. prepare to be slaughtred im not going to fight you.. im going to end you. painfuly… slowly.. brutaly… just one thing first,.. were is the riolu you kidnaped..

zorgon growls--- top of the castle tower.

with in seconds a full blowne onslaught erupts fire lightning ice water stone bullets fire balls and hundreds of others spells fly out in all directions for 6 hours the battle rages untill valdederon lands a heavy blow with a sizable chunk of boulder to the magmars chest snaping his ribs as it hits after words he picks up zorgon bu the throat and tosses him against a pillar causing it to fall over and smashing into his back…youl never escape that.. but if you do rest asured ill end you if we ever meet again.

clack… clack…clack… clack.

valdederon turns and walks away from the slowly dying magmar his lungs punctured by shards of rib and his spinke broken paralyzing him from the hip down passing out from the imense pain nova hearing the silence begins to sob untill the sound of wood on stone comes up the stares and the familliar shape of valdederons body fills the blury void

valdederon--- chin up princess. your big brother is here.

nova---..y,.. you.. they are.. so.. so many

a gental flick of her nose silences her jumbled thoughts

valdederon------your life is far more important to me.. he hired monsters. no one will miss a pile of goblin filth and the mag mar was a acriminal

nova--mmmpph.. i…w..wet my self.. i..

valdederon-- lets go find a hotspring to wash up at .

he gently unchains and picks her up and lets her sob into his shoulder ignoring her claws digging into his flesh and soon enters a hotspring with her and rubs her back gently letting her have her time to let out all her bottled up fear and sadness for a solid 3 hours she cries and cries and cries settling into hickups.

valdederon---- feel better now..its ok to cry you must have wanted to cry while you were beeing held. but wanted to apear strong.. im proud of you for holding strong untill i got here for you

nova---im hungry i havent eaten in a couple days…

valdederon--- i have some berries in my item box for you lets get washed up first though ok.

she sniffles and nods and avldederon gets up out of the hot spring and lets her wash up on her own in private then washes him self after shes finished sitting at the edge to share a pile of oran berries with his baby sister.

nova--- will you be in trouble..

valdederon chuckles neverously knowing he nuked his room

valdederon--- maybey.. i did vaporise my bedroom.

she giggles hearing than and falls asleep in his lap paw in her mouth for comfort as she shivers still stressed but noticably comforted by his presence.

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the-firebird69 · 6 months ago

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This is the car that I raced and I did a track time. And I've been reviewing super cars and he said he built this one now he designed it with his wife Hera And here she's tall and beautiful and he says yeah I'm trying to grow she's like 9 foot Regions. Your 10 foot and he says OK you're halfway there and that's ridiculous you'll never fit in that it says I can fit in two that's roller skates. That's pretty funny it'd be a little bit small or big or would have you. I got the track record and it was over 800 miles an hour and people still can't beat it. And they won't let them use the same car. No I want to do a movie and I want people to come to me I have a script idea and a few pages I don't have writers block I know what it's about it's it's about my story and trying to get into racing and I can't. And he says that there is a way because the Morlock need people and the women go into combat. An idea what to say i'm not over there either but they want to compete so I can name the movie the boss I don't really think so but maybe. I have my own genre of songs and maybe I'll name it something like that because we're gonna compete in the Midwest he says and he wants a lady to challenge me to a real race on a real racetrack and it would be in a race not one on one those are two dangerous and I get it so I'm gonna wait for that.

Sherry

no no jenna mine

sarah

both

jenna

and we shall challange you and have cars now and they built them used the ideaas owe him. we try for tht too. we do this. need it and we are on the same side figh now hope it stops. this helps i think

Saray and me jena

and good we fiht abit. haha lol are stupid now lol

sherrry

yup malroy

oh boy damnit

Hera

fn wow bad

Zues

bad too yes

Olympus

Introducing a new movie from the B rated movie company starring Sherry and she'll have a stage named of course . It is an action drama movie with low amounts of violence and she says it's true. It is about a struggle for women in competition yet also it is a struggle for their men who are precluded from driving the car and she surprised them at the racetrack and they were surprised that the speed record is holding they're trying to suppress it and oppress it. It is a fact that rebel women fight alongside their men it's not the same for the Mac Proper I think i'm told it's not really the same thing. And it is about universal suffrage coming along way but being held up by those who are against everybody really. The story is quite rich the world of racing is a very tough world. Even though it's not for much money prestige or even making the cars doesn't make that much it seems like it's everything it's about technology and the road but really it's about winning. That helps people believe that they can do things. I'm the founder of the B rated movie company as well as my wife Hera and she is Jen and she is Melissa and a few others.

Zues

We wanna do this movie and we wanna make it work and we want people to stop picking on my husband. You put him in the situation and he's worth a lot and she try and treat him better than horrible. A lot of people are trying and people aren't should stop they don't have to do tons of stuff it's hard but really awful. Show me would be great for us and great for everybody and I believe in it and she has a script idea and we want to fund her movie. And she says she'll do it in her area and there's three areas so far and foreigners have a 4th and it's gonna be different. Because they'll circulate the movies around in their areas and will bust out it's going to be interesting. These are some pretty big titles very big names and they're going to be in a different type of movie. So let's get going on this we started a group we're going to start a formal one pretty soon and my husband is kind of a renegade and he's been doing this for a long time so here comes a crazy one.

Hera

I have a script and people know it's me and we are accepting people for this movie and it's called it sounds like

"the competition"

Sherry

The B rated movie co

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barnesafterglow · 3 years ago

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another world

summary: when jefferson shows up in your world unexpectedly, you don't think twice before grabbing his hand

pairing: portal-jumper!jefferson x princess!reader

word count: 670

warnings: a dash of soulmate au here, simbelmynë is a flower from lord of the rings, there's no connection i just needed a fake flower name rip, i've never seen ouat so sorry in advance <;/3

a/n: here is day 14 (and the second to last) of my valentine's blurbs challenge!! the prompt was character a giving character b their favorite flower. thank you so much to my sweet friend @itistimeforusalltodecidewhoweare for basically teaching me a course in jefferson, i could not have done this without here

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The first time you ever saw him, it was through billows of purple smoke. It clouded your senses with its sickly sweet scent, so dark you could no longer see the glimmering sunlight. When the smoke finally cleared, you locked eyes with a man so gorgeous it made you ache.

Then both hissed in pain, grabbing your wrists. When you each pulled your hands away in mirror movements, it revealed a bright ring of light shining. A soulmark.

“What the hell is this?” He asked, twisting his arm in front of his face, admiring the way the light moved.

“It’s a, holy gods, it’s a soulmark. Everyone has one, except me, until now. Who are you?” You gasped, the feeling of heavy baggage, the whispers of the kingdom, and the glaring disappointment of your parents falling off your shoulders as you stood just feet from the stranger.

“I’m Jefferson.” He was still looking at his arm in wonder. “I’ve heard of soulmates, in other worlds, I’ve just never encountered it before. Amazing”

“I’m sorry, did you just say other worlds?” You were trying to wrap your head around his worlds. You knew of magic, of course you did. You had met the sorcerers in the kingdom, knew the power of soulmates had to come from somewhere, too, but entire worlds existing entirely separate from your own - that left you in shock.

He extended his hand, the one still shining brightly. “Let me show you.”

Knowing in your very soul you could trust him, you took one last look at Volandia - your home, your kingdom, the beautiful gardens you had tended to since you were young - before gripping him tightly, the smoke surrounding you once again.

You never regretted a single moment. You had known from the moment your parents placed the crown on your head you would never be content with being a princess, a plaything for others to bend to their will.

Jefferson had saved you, and your love for him would hold just as strong without that soulmark that still gleamed every time he was near.

But sometimes, even as you sat amongst the beautiful flowers surrounding your cottage, ones you had grown by your own hand, you felt a small ache for the small patch of flowers you would never see again.

No matter how far and wide you searched the Enchanted Forest, you couldn’t find a trace of Simbelmynë - a delicate white flower that grew in abundance around your old home.

That’s how Jefferson found you one day, sitting with your face towards the sun, even as the tears streamed silently. He panicked at first, never wanting to see you upset, and when you explained why, he nodded solemnly, sitting down beside you and stroking your hair until the sun set.

Days passed, and you tended to the gardens as usual, not thinking much more about your conversation with Jefferson. It was early one evening when he ran through the backdoor straight to the kitchen where you were preparing dinner. He spun you around with one hand, the other tucked tightly behind his back.

You giggled as you danced around the kitchen, face pressed into his chest as you began to slow down, out of breath. When you finally stopped, he revealed what he had been hiding behind his back - a beautiful bouquet of Simbelmynë, looking like they had been picked fresh from your gardens.

You gasped, holding them gently with one arm and pulling him into you with the other. Then you busied yourself with putting them in a vase, each touch tender as you arranged them. You were so consumed with your own actions you didn’t notice when Jefferson pulled a small sachet from his pocket, grabbing your hand to place it in your palm.

“May you grow us a garden full, my love.”

You opened to find the distinct color of Simbelmynë seeds, and squealed in delight as you threw yourself in his arms, letting him swing you around the kitchen once again.

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fandom-puff · 4 years ago

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Arrangement

Pairing: Petyr Baelish x Lannister!Reader Requested by: @caelys ‘I see you’re writing for Baelish and can i request something with him? An arranged marriage possibly? Or literally anything that you'd like! Thank You ❤️’ Note: First time writing for baelish, so hopefully this is okay :) I wrote the reader as a Lannister, because we all know Tywin loves arranging marriages. Also I know its cannon that tyrion is the youngest but... yeah he isn’t any more idk how bc Joanna died giving birth to him but,,, eh

Warnings: Arranged marriage, older man, younger woman

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“Father, I won’t!”

Tywin arched his brows at your outburst, so unlike your usually placid demeanour. You stood across from him at the desk, gripping the edge of it as you stared him down.

“You will,” he said simply, not even looking at you, instead looking back down at his paperwork. “You will marry Lord Baelish and your son will be the heir to Casterly Rock,”

“Father, how would that even work? Baelish has nothing to do with Casterly Rock! Tyrion is your heir, and you know it!” the door to the chamber opened and your older siblings filed in. You turned to them. “Tell him, Cersei,” you said, and your sister frowned between you and her father.

“Tell him what?” She questioned, pursing her lips.

“He want to marry me off to Baelish. Tell him he’s wrong. Tell him I can’t marry Lord Baelish,”

It was Jaime who spoke. “Father, surely you don’t mean to marry sweet YN to Petyr Baelish. He’ll end up whoring her out to fund her own wedding,” your eyes widened with fear and you looked quickly at your father.

“Enough,” Tywin held up his hand. “YN, you are my daughter and you will do as you are bid,” his eyes softened ever so slightly when he saw your lower lip tremble, the same way it did when you were a little girl causing havoc in Casterly Rock. Steeling himself, he stared you hard in the eye. “You will marry Lord Baelish and sire an heir to Casterly Rock,” he said lowly. “That is the end of the matter,”

Your face crumpled and you turned on your heal, storming out of the room. You refused to let Tywin see you cry. You refused to let anyone see you cry until you were in your own chambers with the door bolted. For what felt like hours, you sobbed and sobbed, and you didn’t hear the door opening.

“YN? It’s Cersei, let me in,” your sister spoke softly at your door. While she could be a conniving bitch when she wanted to be, she truly cared for you, acting as a mother for much of your childhood. You unbolted your bedroom door and let her in, wiping at your eyes to get rid of your tears. “Not like that,” she said gently, getting her own silk handkerchief out and dabbing gently at your face. “You don't want your eyes to be puffy and red when you meet with Baelish,”

You nodded obediently, and let her lead you to your vanity, sitting down in front of your mirror. Gently she removed your hairpins and undid your messy braids, before beginning to brush your hair gently. “I tried speaking to Father,” she said, running her fingers through your braids to undo the knots. “I tried to change his mind. He won’t. He has already drawn up the papers,”

“Why me, Cersei? Why was you marrying King Robert not enough for him?” you said quietly watching as your hair fell in smooth waves over your shoulders.

“I don’t know. I tried to tell him to marry you off to somebody else. But Joffrey is already betrothed to Sansa Stark, I believe he intends Myrcella to be a Dornish princess when she’s old enough. The Vale awaits Robyn Arryn to come of age, and the Reach... well, Loras Tyrell is hardly a match for you- he’s too busy playing at soldiers,” you nodded.

“Thank you for trying,” you mumbled, willing your eyes not to fill up. “I’m scared,”

“I know you are. I was too. I nearly collapsed when Robert cloaked me,” you smiled weakly as she began arranging your hair. You looked at her questioningly. “You are not going to get out of this marriage, YN. So we must put on your armour. What is our sigil?”

“A golden lion on a field of scarlet,” you recited off by heart.

“And Baelish?”

“A black mockingbird on a yellow field,” you said and she nodded.

“Good. You are more powerful, more influential than he will ever be, and we will remind him of it. Every time he sees your golden hair he will be reminded of the lion’s mane. You will wear red to your wedding, reminding him of the only house you are loyal to. Your children will be lannisters, not Baelish’s, and they will hold titles and riches he could only dream of,” you smiled softly as cersei began braiding back the front of your hair. “Let him see your pretty face,” she murmured, finishing one braid and beginning a smaller one just beneath it. You watched in the mirror as she wrapped and wound and piled the braids and twists into an intricate style. “There,” she murmured, putting in the last pin. You smiled gratefully up at her, but she was already rooting through your wardrobe. Soon she pulled out a scarlet gown, with long sleeves and a stiff, low bodice. “Here. Put this on. I’ll be back soon,”

You nodded, stepping out of your plain dress and into the rich gown (which was actually one of Cersei’s cast offs). You called in your ladies’ maid to help with the bodice, pulling it tight, nipping your waist and pushing up your breasts. Cersei smiled softly from the door way before the maid curtseyed and was excused.

“Here,” she said, holding out some of her own golden jewellery, and soon a ruby hung just above your heart, another at your throat. “There. You’re ready,” you nodded and bit your lip.

“He won’t really... do what Jaime said, will he?” You whispered.

“No. And you’re to make that clear from the start. You are the sister of the Queen regent, and he will treat you as such. Now, head up. Father said Baelish will be waiting in the gardens. Don’t worry, I have my little doves listening,”

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You walked to the gardens, reciting the Lannister motto and Cersei’s instructions over and over in your head, willing your hands to stop shaking. In the garden, you found Baelish, staring into pond, his jacket buttoned up to his throat, mockingbird pin stark fabric. You cleared your throat.

“Ah, Lady Lannister,” he said softly, smiling. You felt your stomach lurch. “I take it your father has... discussed things?” His eyes drank in your intricate hairstyle, your attire, your jewellery, so different to what you usually wore. “And the Queen too,” he added. You arched your brows as haughtily as you could.

“Indeed,” you said simply. “We are to be wed in a fortnight. My father will name our son heir to Casterly Rock,”

“A Baelish? A Baelish will sit at casterly rock... if only my brothers could see me now,”

“No, my lord. A Lannister will be the heir to casterly rock,” you straightened your back, glad he was not a particularly tall man. You remembered what cersei had said.

Baelish frowned, tucking your hand into the crook of his elbow as you walked. Your eyes flashed with anger, but he didn’t seem to notice. “My Lady, I know that you are young, but surely you understand how marriages work? I will put a babe in your belly, and that babe will be a Baelish, for you will no longer be Lady Lannister, you will be Lady Baelish,”

You tugged your hand away from him. Glaring at him with a rage to challange that of the Mountain. “Don’t you dare speak down to me, Lord Baelish,” you hissed. “Don’t you dare. I may be young, and I may be a woman, but I have more and I know more than you ever will,” you made to storm away from your betrothed, but just as you were about to leave the gardens and go back into the keep, where Cersei was waiting just behind the door, you called over your shoulder for all to hear: “and Lord Baelish? If you ever call me Lady Baelish I will slit your throat in your sleep,”

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morosemagick · 4 years ago

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Warriors of Menace | Finan x Reader One Shot

My entry for Rosie's 100 Follower Challange!!

Prompt: “You are very well behaved today. What have you done?”

Warning: Absolutely none, just a shit ton of fluff lol

Words: 2121

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Life is much different for you now than it was five years ago. Long gone are the days where there was a shyness about you, and your nerves rattled at the idea of forming friendships of this ragtag band of warriors. Time has been good to you, and after years of being a part of this little, mix-matched family founded by Uhtred of Bebbanburg, it’s safe to say you knew these men well. You understand all of their quirks and knew all the signs of how they behaved. The good days and the bad days were easy to recognize, and when mood swings would accord or the occasional argument between them would happen you’d know just how to put out the fire.

It’s this ability to understand these misunderstood warriors that brought you close to Finan, and in what felt like a blink of an eye… you were his wife.

And he was an excellent husband.

You understood him the most. Finan could not hide his moods from you. Happiness, frustration, anger. You knew the calling card for all of his moods, and he knew all of yours. When you first realized he had feelings for you, you could pinpoint all the little things he would try to do to get you to realize he loved you. It was heartwarmingly adorable and you didn’t let him go long without telling him you felt the same. Since your marriage, you have been a unit in sync. There is nothing Finan can hide from you after almost four years of marriage.

Including when he’s being an absolute menace.

You're in your kitchen making lunch, a large pot of stew over the fire because part of you already expects to feed more than just your family. It’s what you do at this point. You may have married Finan, but you feel like you married the whole crew of warriors with the way you care for them. The food is just about done when, just as expected, Finan comes bursting through the front door with Sihtric in tow.

By the way they come in giggling like children, you know they’re up to no good.

“I know you are not tracking dirt through my home, Finan,” You tell him as you stir your wooden spoon through the pot, and you can hear your husband coming up from behind you.

He kisses the side of your head, “I would never, darlin’,” Finan snickers, placing a hand on your rather round belly, “And how is the wee man today?”

“You are going to regret calling her that when she reveals herself as a daughter,” You smirk as you glance his way and he gives you another kiss, “Speaking of wee men, where is Aethelstan?”

“With Osferth and Eadith,” Sihtric explains as he sits at your table, and you can hear Finan walk around your home. When you glance back, he’s making the table for four.

“And what is he doing with Osferth and Eadith?” You ask as you fully turn around to look at both men, only to find them poorly failing at hiding their smiles, “Finan?”

“Yes, my love?” He asks as he returns to your side, and by his smile you know he's up to no good.

"Where is that boy of yours, and do not lie to me," You tell him with a raised brow and arms crossed so he knows you mean business.

You call Aethelstan just his when the two of them are on your nerves, but the boy is yours. Even though, technically, he is not.

"He's doing us a favor, Y/N, he will be home shortly," Sihtric tells you, trying to save Finan from whatever hole he's currently digging himself.

"Uh-huh," You smirk and now Finan is carefully trying to push you away from the food you are cooking, "What are you doing?"

"Finishin’ for you," Finan tells you with another kiss on your head, "Go sit, I'll bring the pot to the table."

You glance between the two men and head to the table anyway, sitting down next to Sihtric, "Who are you two, and what have you done with my husband and his best friend?"

"We are always this compassionate, Y/N," Finan chuckles as he brings over lunch, "Oi, go grab bread," he whistles to Sihtric and the Dane stands and does as he's told, "You shouldn't be workin' so hard when you're busy makin' us such a wonderful child."

Okay, now you know they're up to no good.

Before you can ask what they’ve done, Aethelstan all but bursts through the front door, slamming it rather hard for a child before realizing you are at the table staring at him. He smiles wide, the cheeky grin a telltale sign of trouble he picked up from Finan in the year of you raising him. He walks directly to you, like he hasn’t done a thing wrong, and places a kiss on your cheek. (Another sign he’s gotten from Finan, as well.) “Hello, Mother.”

“Go clean yourself up before lunch, you little trouble maker,” Your smirk at the boy, and Finan ruffles his hair as he runs off. The two of you aren’t really supposed to let him call you by those names, but neither of you has the heart to tell him otherwise. Besides, it’s already been a year and if he wants to call you Mother and Father that’s exactly what he’s going to call you.

Aethelstan cleans himself up and then joins you all at the table, sitting down across from Sihtric and next to Finan. The two of them move in sync as they fold their hands over together above their food, and to the side of you, Sihtric lowers his head in respect for your religion.

“Thank you, Father, for this delicious meal we are about to receive, and for this family you allowed us to grow,” Finan prays and you just stare at him with eyebrows scrunched and your lip curled into a smirk.

Because you know that getting Finan to pray before meals is usually a hassle.

“In your name, we pray,” Aethelstan continues, “Ahem.”

The three of you sign to your God and Sihtric just keeps his head down till you are done, and then the three men start to eat. You, however, just continue to stare at your husband until he finally looks at you and smiles, “What?”

“You are all very well behaved today,” You start to tell them all, and Finan just smiles wider as you lean forward and rest your chin in your hand, “What have you done?”

“You know us, Y/N, nothin’ too awful,” Finan starts to explain.

“It’s true, Y/N,” Sihtric adds as he rips himself a piece of the bread loaf, “We only do things out of love. That’s just the kind of warriors we are.”

“Aye, he’s right.” Finan agrees as he continues eating.

“Oh, I am sure,” You say in response even though you don’t believe any of them, but luckily enough for them your too hungry to push the topic further. So instead, you start to eat the lunch you’ve slaved over and enjoy this time with your family.

The meal is mostly quiet, albeit some sweet words of gratitude from the men at your table, thankful for the meal you prepared for them. You almost make it through the whole thing in peace, when a knock at your door startles the men.

“Finan? Sihtric! I know you are in there,” It’s Osferth, and he sounds rather frustrated. He knocks on the door again, a little harder, as the two men at your table start to slowly rise and head for the back room. “Open up! We need to talk, now!”

Finan and Sihtric start to sneak for the back door, shit-eating grins on both of their faces, “We were not here, Y/N, we have not been home all mornin’.” He tells you as they make their escape, leaving you there to roll your eyes and answer the door yourself.

When you open the door to greet Osferth, he looks absolutely flustered, “Osferth, how are you today?”

“Lady, I have been better,” He’s always so polite, the sweet former monk, and no matter how many times you tell him not to call you lady, he cannot seem to shake his manners, “I hate to bother you, but I need to speak with Finan and Sihtric.”

You chuckle, folding your arms across your belly, “You just missed them, but I have some stew left over from lunch if you are hungry.”

“I should be on my way, I really need to speak with them,” Osferth explains as he rubs at the back of his neck and you chuckle at the shyness he holds after years of friendship.

"Osferth, come in and tell me what my husband and Sihtric have done," You open your door wider and move to the side so he can come in, and after a second of hesitation, he sighs and complies.

Osferth walks over to the table that Aethelstan has managed to vanish from without you noticing and slumps into his seat, "I am going to kill them." He groans half-heartedly.

You laugh, grabbing him a clean bowl before joining him at the table, "What did they do?"

"Sihtric told Eadith I am interested in her, and then Finan had Aethelstan pick flowers for her saying they were from me," Osferth sighs heavily as you serve him some stew, "They've ruined everything."

"I thought you did fancy Eadith? What's the problem?" You ask him as you put the bowl of stew in front of him.

"She does not think of me in that way," He groans, looking defeated, "Now she'll think I'm a pervert who only wishes to hump her."

"Or she will think you are shy, and that Finan and Sihtric should mind their own business," You tell him as he eats through his frustration, "My husband may be a menace, but he does the stupid things he does out of love."

"She does not think of me in that way, Y/N," He tells you as he temporarily lowers his spoon, "She is beautiful… and I am just- a baby monk."

You laugh with a big smile across your face because your friend couldn't be any more wrong, "Is that really what you think? Osferth, she is clearly fallen for you."

"Do not pity me, Lady, I do not need your lies to lift my spirit," He tells, looking defeated as he finishes his stew.

"Enough of this," You tell him as you take away the dirty dishes and rise from your seat, "You will go to Eadith and confess your feelings, or I will send Aethelstan to do it for you."

"Y/N-"

"Go! Now, before the day is over," You command, shoo-ing him from your table, as he reluctantly rises, "And be sure to come back to thank me when it's over."

He groans as he walks out of your home, making you laugh as you start cleaning plates. A moment or two after he's gone, you can hear creaking coming from your bedroom, and then two big arms wrap around your body.

"Where is Sihtric?" You ask your husband, not needing to turn around to confirm it's him because you would recognize these arms anywhere.

"Gone home to his own wife," Finan tells you with a kiss, "Enjoyin' his final days before Osferth certainly murders us all."

"He will not murder anyone," You chuckle as you turn around, still in his arms, "Osferth may not have your confidence or Sihtrics' flirting skills but I am positive he will find that Eadith shares his feelings."

"How are you so sure?" Finan scrunches his brows in confusion, "And what do you know of how Sihtric flirts?"

You chuckle, standing on your toes to reach your husband's lips as you give him a kiss, "I just know things, my love, it is my gift from God."

Finan grabs you by the cheeks as you lower yourself, kissing you with much more passion, his lips still on yours as he growls, "If I find out Sihtric has tried to bed my wife-"

"It was long before you were mine," You tell him with a smirk, "No need to start anything over it now."

"That is my gift, mo ghrá," He snickers as his kisses move from your lips to your neck, "I am a Warrior of Menace, after all."

You couldn't argue with that as your warrior brings you back to bed, determined to show you just how much he was yours.

An excellent husband, indeed.

#finan x reader #finan #finan the agile #the last kingdom #tlk fanfic #tlk #tlk osferth #tlk sihtric #tlk finan #tlk aethelstan #rosies100 #mcloveproductions

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orlissa · 2 years ago

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For the anonymous ask, my favorite fic of yours is Midnight Prayer. I'm not even that religious, so I don't know why I like it so much. Maybe it's because it's something that is rarely explored in darklina fics (at least the ones that I've read). Aleksander has had a long life and that means that he has beliefs and/or cultures that are older than most (as it's made most apparent with language or in this case religion). Not sure if it's canon or not, but it's my personal headcanon that Aleksander (and in extension Baghra) follow (or used to follow) a different religion and hold a different native language than the rest of the set of characters (I don't think the English or Ravkan, whatever you want to call it, is the same as it was, lets say, four centuries ago). I almost imagine their native language to be similar to latin, meaning that it's now a dead language. Sure, people can learn about it, but no one actually speaks it, except of course, for them. It could explain too why, despite everything his mother did or didn't do for him and vice-versa with Baghra, they still seek this companionship with each other. It could be (amongst other things as well) because they are the only remaining piece of that part of their identity. Who else knows about the Old Gods? Who else knows and speaks Old Ravkan (is that the name of the language? let's pretend it is, shall we)? Who else knows the words to the prayers and/or the rituals? Four centuries is a long time for language and for beliefs to change. It's quite possible that there is not a lot of documentations of it as well (I don't think the people/Grisha back then were preoccupied with writing a dictionary, for example. Their priority was survival, the rest was only secondary).

Anyways, I could go on, but you get the picture. Not sure if this made any sense, but yeah that one is my favorite of yours (it helps that the writing is so good too!)

Oh, and sorry for this mini essay lol got too carried away I guess lol

Never say sorry for something like this, never! I thank you sooo much for taking this much effort to write me such a lovely message.

Yes, the questions of language and religion are very interesting in this context.

When writing about Sasha's religion, I take a lot of inspiration from my country's history, and a bit from my personal experience (as a pagan living in a country ripe with right wing Christian propaganda). So... my country became Christian in exactly 1000. It was basically a political move, because all the peoples around us were already Christian, but still, it was an executive decisions--suddenly laws were made that every 10 village had to build a church and everybody had to attend mass every Sunday (except for the person who was minding the fire). The old, politehistic and shamanistic religion was completely eradicated. We literally have no written sources on it. We don't even know the names of the deities. (Which makes for an interesting paradox when you have hard-core patriot guys who are both into Christianity and old legends using pre-Christianity imagery, but I digress.) So in my fics, the Old Religion is something that was forcefully ended to make way for the Saint Worship, and it's just Aleksander and Baghra who remember.

I imagine Aleksander's faith to be casual, but sincere. He is not crazy devout, doesn't have a strict adherence to the rules, but finds solace in the practice. He doesn't have unshakable faith in the existence of the gods (after all, he has seen the Saints rise and fall, and knows there is nothing divine about them), but it still calms him to pray sometimes.

As for language... now that's interesting. I'm honestly baffled by the show's "Old Ravkan" stuff. Language changes, it evolves. Look at texts from hundreds of years ago. Shakespeare is a bit odd, but still pretty understandable, but something from the 11th-12th century? that's a challange. But you can still find familiar words and patterns. And yet, the show's "Old Ravkan" is basically a completely different language. What I can imagine is that pre-fold the territory was held by another people, who spoke "Old Ravkan", then the current guys came & conquered, establishing "New Ravkan" as the official language -- so "Old Ravkan" would be the dialect of an ethnic minority, not the archaic form of the current language. (Personal bit: my dad's family is Danubian Schwab, a German minority living in Hungary. They've been here for generations, and they they speak their own dialect of German--my grandma, my aunt, they're all still bilingual.)

As for Aleksander, I would think that his speech patterns evolved with the language (your speech patterns evolve all the time, you add words to your vocab, leave stuff behind), but what remains, and what he really needs to be careful about is prnounciation. Because the syntax and the vocab might have stayed relatively the same, but the Ravkan language now uses different sounds than hundreds of yours ago--diphtongs disappeared, short vowels turned into long ones, soft th's turned into hard d's... And he needs to sound polished and educated, so he really, really needs to pay attention to how he talks.

#ask #darklina #shadow and bone #fanfic

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maievdenoir · 3 years ago

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So is this the end? Javi Gutiérrez x F!Reader

Hello my beautiful creatures <3 For today im posting this about our favourite puppy Javi. We finally found out the date for TUWOMT soooo its time to celebrate! This is part of my writing challange so story is based on random chooded charecter, place and prompt. (Javi Gutiérrez - Vocation - Is this the end of our relationship?)

Javi Gutiérrez x F!Reader

Warnings: Soft Javi, Jealous reader, little argument,

Ps: Once again - I´m sorry for all the mistakes, I´m not native speaker and this is just my second ff in English, but i hope you will like it.

Enjoy!

You dated Javi for almost 8 months. He was a giant puppy. At the first date he told you that he never had normal relationship. His longest one was couple weeks. “Im not good at these things...” he said. “What do you think?” “Im not good with people. All the girls before just loved my money…” his self esteem was pretty low. You did not understand at all. He was so handsome and easy going. He wasn’t the most intelligent guy; he was pretty simple actually, but he was good man and always polite. He was nearly scared of touching you for the first time. Javi just wanted to do everything right. “Just talk to me and everything will be fine.” you said and kissed him. You never actually fought before. He was honest with you and tells you everything about his past. He told you how Gabriela broke his heart. He was telling you everything. So when you wake up in the morning and didn’t find him next to you, even in the apartment or at the beach, you start worry. He forgot his phone in living room. You were freaking out. You were looking for him everywhere. You start thinking about contacting his CIA friend, but he finally showed at the door. Alive and in a good mood. You want to hit him, really. He showed up after four hours of you looking for him and worrying. “Where the fuck have you been?” you asked. “Just at the yacht with Kay!” he was super calm what makes you even more angry. Were you little jealous? No. Maybe little more jealous than you think. Kay wanted Javier and everybody saw that, expect Javi of course. “We are just good friends, nothing more” he used to say. He would never cheat on you, but you knew Kay would at least try something. “Why didn’t you just let me know?” he still remains calm, and you were still freaking out. “I thought I would be back when you woke up.” “I was worried” you sit on the couch and let the deep breath touch your lungs. “I’m fine… sorry... I forget that damn phone and Kay do not has Hers...” He picked up his phone and looked at the display. So many missed calls till you find it muted in the apartment. “Of course, she will never let you let me know.” You start being little sarcastic, and he starts being little nervous. “What do you think?” “She wants you. A lot. It's obvious. And this whole vocation she tries to steal you from me.” You tried to make it clear to him. He was super easy going with everyone but sometimes, especially when it was young sexy women as Kay, you loose your self-confidence because of it. You knew Javi picked you and you hope he will always picked you but sometimes you actually was jealous of all the attention he gives to random people. “Are you jealous?” He asked with little smile. “Javi I´m not jealous but I´m not blind” Oh, how you hated her. And of course he did not realised. Everybody is always extremely kind to him. There must be something at his magical eyes because there is no way somebody do not like him. You never witness somebody being rude or bad to him. Even the most furious people just calm down next to him. But not you and not now. “You are jealous…” He smiled, but it makes you super angry. “Shut up and listen to me. You try to see always the good in people, but she is not… I wouldn’t be surprised if she knew your cousin.” You actually knew about everything. He told you because sometimes you need to be careful so he can't find you. “Kay is my friend. I feel offended that you do not trust me!” “I trust you. I do not trust her!” you nearly scream. He always loved to make you scream but not at this tone and not from anger. He can´t imagine sweeter sound than when you are screaming his name from a pleasure. You were arguing for a while now. You start regretting that you said something and felt exhausted of this. You wanted just to end this stupid argument and give your boyfriend a little silent treatment for a while. “Okey, Im done with this,” you said, “do as you want…” Javi became silent for a moment. He lowered his head, his curls fall to his face. He looked miserable. “So is this the end?” You looked to him but do not quite understand what he meant. You raise your eyebrows so he asked again. “Is this the end of our relationship?” Your heart aches as you saw his watery eyes. “Of course not, baby” you said, “You are not leaving me?” he asked and looked at you with his puppy eyes. “Why would I do that? Because of one argument? Javi, people argue all the time. Its normal. That does not mean I want to run away from you.” You stand up from a couch to hug him. “Good. Because I love you and I can’t do this without you” “What did you just say?” he blushed. He never told you before. You knew, but he never said that out loud. “I… I… I said I love you” he murmured. “I love you too, Javier Gutiérrez. So sooo much” You kiss his full lips, stroke his curls and realised that you do not need more in your life. Just Javi in your arms and everything other does not matter.

#javi gutierrez x reader #javi gutierrez #tuwomt #javi gutierrez x f!reader #javi gutierrez x fem!reader #Pedro Pascal #THE UNBEARABLE WEIGHT OF MASSIVE TALENT

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mc-critical · 3 years ago

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Could you do a personality reading/analysis on Nurbanu? Her development, crucial points in her story. Also, do you think she truly loved Selim or only cared about becoming a Haseki and then working towards becoming Valide Sultan? Early S4, we see her asking Canfeda if Selim is going to become Sultan, which raises the question if she was plotting for her own benefit or actually fell for Selim?

I find Nurbanu to be a character ripe with personality, despite that she only has a single season of material. Just like with Selim, or perhaps even more so, I find what was done with her fascinating. She's the second character that follows the general pattern of a "SOW" arc and it's interesting to see how much she parralels and differs from that arc.

While Hürrem starts out on the ship that was going to the Ottoman castle, we meet Nurbanu already there, standing right in front of the doors outside; sharing the same fate as the others next to her, yet it looks like she's entering there like an external witnesser of a whole other culture. But she hasn't forgotten who she is. She's used to a fairly calm life she looks very much proud of, the life of a Venetian noble woman with dignity and pride, and that is suddenly snatched all away from her. She justifiably resents those that have done this to her. She wasn't willing to go through the harem life at first, so she wanted to take her own life. I feel this comes from her genuine hopelessness that overtook her in the beggining, the situation she was in might have been way too much for her. After all, she isn't faced solely with a sense of lost identity, her current position in the harem is the exact opposite of what she was meant to do before. But after she was saved by Selim, it was perhaps then she decided to fight and survive in her curcumstances.

That said, while it may be result of her more condensed development, I always remain surprised of how fast Nurbanu found out what exactly she had to do to go on top. Maybe I shouldn't, since part of her motivation may come from not only her natural instincts, but also her will to return to the closest equivalent of her previous position once again, but the way she orients herself, how quickly she tends to react, the way she decides exactly how to act following both instinct and logic. I really like that about her. She reacts so well in tense situations, knowing which buttons to push to get the wanted effect in all her interactions with Hürrem, Selim, Canfeda, etc. It's telling of how much one particular event can change a person, opening up traits and qualities one may not have previously demonstrated. And for me, Nurbanu is one of the best examples of this.

Her "tertiary character trait" is very unique for the show, and overall: her ability to read the stars is amazing on its own and should be more appreciated, but the way it complements her character makes it even better. It's like a consitent guide for her: whether she's going on the right direction. And when she sees she's supported by fate itself, she gets even more of a push to rise up in the hierarchy and pull a victory. I loved the scenes where she went out to see the stars and where she told Hürrem of her future - they establish a lot about her. I only wish we saw even more of it. (I feel that ability of Nurbanu's works pretty well in a thematic way, as well: it enforces even more strongly that times/eras change, just like the positions of the stars change. And the motif of changing eras is major for her future conflict with Hürrem and the SOW, as a whole.)

Nurbanu also has a very psychological side of hers that was key in helping her realize what exactly Selim needed to get the motivation necessary to fight for the throne. She so often understood what exactly he needed and what had to be done, making her a voice of reason for him that could give him her word of advice. And that evolved even more as time went on: first she helped him to stand on his feet, then both of them made plans on how to get further ahead in the game, in conjunction with her own rise in the hierarchy. Even her provocations (mostly towards Huricahan, but Hürrem too later on) seemed more intentional than anything even when they weren't. Most of the time, she knew where to hit and what to say.

Even though she had a tendency to work more alone and had the intention to rise to power from the start (similarly to Hürrem), I think she fell for Selim. Wanting power, knowing what you need to do to get it and still caring for the person next to you that advances your power aren't mutually exclusive things, especially not in that time period. Maybe all Nurbanu felt for Selim was gratitude for saving him at first, but when she went to Manisa, she did come to love him eventually. She felt jealousy anytime he touched other women and always strived to comfort him in his problems and I don't think it's solely out of manipulation, knowing the core of her arc.

For me the major goal of Nurbanu's character development, her gaining more agency to fight her way to become Valide Sultan aside, was her slowly and mostly letting go of any possible scruple left in her in order to win- letting go of her more human side. We see in many instances in S04A that there's much humanity left in her and sometimes she isn't ready to do cruel stuff, even if asked to and no matter how much she wanted to adapt, she didn't realize how far exactly did she have to go to achieve her goals until a certain point. Because Nurbanu is a very patient character that goes more "one step at a time" in Manisa. She's focused on one certain aspect of the goal that contributes to the bigger victory: first it was to go to Manisa, then to win Selim over, then to make sure no one stands in the way, then to help him get advantage, then to grow herself, then help him defeat Bayezid, then erase the obstacle of Defne, as well, to become Valide, with little to no break in between. And sometimes both her own mistakes (like beating up Huricihan) and the system's cruelty (like Mustafa's death) tend to surprise her and go to paths she didn't expect to go otherwise.

I summarized most of the major story beats in her development (and talked a bit more about her in general) here, but I'll delve into them more. Her relationship with Hürrem demonstrates the best of Nurbanu coming into her own. It's not to be denied that Hürrem was the one who gave her a head start with giving her the name and sending her to Selim's sanjack, Nurbanu's arc began with her being loyal to someone else. But she's just as brave, ambitious and determined as Hürrem and for that reason their paths were always meant to separate. Nurbanu wanted for her own time to come, not to be bound by someone else, hence she isn't one that would blindly follow orders. From the beggining she had her own compass and instincts she would follow and that slowly made her clash with Hürrem, who envisioned Nurbanu as someone loyal to her first and foremost. The distance also helped in separating them, with them only sending letters to each other, when Hürrem was doing her own thing in Topkapi, while Nurbanu - in Manisa, both working for different goals entirely. The first challange of her loyalty she faced was also connected to her humanity, to the demise of someone close to her. Even though she obeyed the order (albeit more accidentally), she swore not to repeat it again and her remaining loyal was put at doubt right then and there. But what sealed the deal was Huricihan, where I feel Nurbanu got completely disappointed at Hürrem not wanting to cover for her, which is why she put out that ultimatum in the first place. Even then Nurbanu was surprised to detach from her completely, even though the hints were there before. I don't think she truly expected for Hürrem not to support what she worked for with Selim in the end, because it was only natural for Nurbanu to help him fight, not only preventing and covering his mistakes. Turning against Hürrem was more of a necessity for Nurbanu - she knew where she came from, but she was ready to fight for her position, even if it meant fighting against Hürrem herself. She was careful enough with her before they became full on enemies, though- she asked her for help when Selim messed up in Topkapi, she was reporting to her about the progress in Manisa, she showed the necessary respect for Hürrem. But that appeared to be over when she stole the ring, the symbolic demonstration that now, the power is in Nurbanu's hands - that's the truth and that's the future, no need to lean on the past anymore. And it's the main thing she would capitalize on now.

Her humanity shone most in two personal aspects of hers: her relation to Nazenin and her fight with Dilşah.

Her relation to Nazenin is probably the clearest showcase of her old ways she's still letting go of. Once they arrived in the harem, Nazenin seemed to adapt way faster; their dynamic changed to a point they were already on equal ground, something Nurbanu isn't used to and doesn't take very well, as a result. When Nazenin is the one supposed to go to Manisa instead of her, Nurbanu didn't like it, either, and wanted to be the one to take that chance instead of her. And when they reunited, they had to deal with the difference in their changed positions much more openly, with "fighting" about who's superior. It's like their dynamic changed in the blink of an eye and it's moments like these where Nurbanu shows her remaining pride to people in front of her, because seeing a person in a lower position before being elevated as highly as her, no matter how much she would care about her, wounds the pride she once had as a noble woman and that was on her way to keep going on. Even then she certainly didn't want for Nazenin to die and her death was about the last fraction of Nurbanu's past going away and the first step of her human side going away, too. Despite their strained relationship, Nurbanu lost a close person who's been with her from the beggining in this game. [Nurbanu and Nazenin have their share of parallels with Hürrem and Gülnihal: both pairs were together from the start and were forced to stand against each other through an order (though for Nurbanu and Nazenin that wasn't the entirety of it), both Nazenin and Gülnihal wanted to gain their agency and became understandably proud of what they've gained and both Hürrem and Nurbanu were against that and did something to them that put that kind of conflict to an end. Nazenin could also be the "Leo" to Nurbanu in terms of the past to an extent.]

Her dynamic with Dilşah, while mostly being a fight for Selim we knew Nurbanu was going to win, caused another human side of Nurbanu to go away - her bringing a dog in the harem and that dog ending up killed by Dilşah. (similarly to Valide killing Hürrem's horse, which played a role in comforting her during the Isabella arc.) That strongly implied that Nurbanu had a soft spot for animals and that she had a warm, caring side, contrasted with her otherwise cold and pragmatic nature. The killing of the dog, done solely to hurt her, helped to further enforce that coldness and pragmatism and went against any attachment, because perhaps such attachment would only render you vulnerable.

But Mustafa's death was the turning point of Nurbanu's arc, just like with Selim. It sealed even further the path of no return when she saw something she doubted was ever possible ("can a father kill his son?") and while she has "played dirty" before, now the methods she was slowly developing were even more assured. It's like she and Selim had to become unscrupulous at all costs.

In spite of her plans working almost everytime, she has definetly acted irrationally and that is a part of her pride. She acted against Huricihan mostly out of sheer pride and she wouldn't allow for someone to challange her position, even rightfully. That ounce of pride doesn't consume her, however, and doesn't go in the way of her plans, and even if it does, she can turn things around in her favor, like with her part in Huricihan's death.

In the end, Nurbanu has reached a point where she is fixated on her own power and victory at hand, mostly discarding anything else. She looked like a very strict mother the moments we saw her as one - wanting the best for Murad and keeping an eye on who he interacts with. She's developed a huge perceptiveness and sensitivity of future threats that extended to Defne and fixed on Safiye - I feel she realized she would be a danger later down the line during their scene together, even if we leave alone her being raised and gifted by Mihrimah. She may not have expected the amount of Safiye's growing power and influence and that may have caused her to be drastic. We're meant to believe through Safiye's words that Nurbanu became crueler as a Valide Sultan, but that could be coupled by both her development and Safiye's own distinct view on Nurbanu. She probably used means similar to both Ayşe Hafsa and S04 Hürrem.

I see Canfeda as Nurbanu's guide in the Manisa harem itself that also helped her in quite a few ways. But they always came to work more as a unit, considering what is best for Selim and the future in that moment. Both of them are smart, quite opportunistic and dedicated to what they do, that's why they complement each other so well. Canfeda, similarly to Nigar, saw Nurbanu's potential to elevate, but still insisted on following the harem tradition when it was needed. (like with Selim's concubines) Nurbanu seemed really eager to learn from her. They had soft spots for each other, but the quickly changing circumstances they were in didn't allow for many "heart to heart" moments.

#magnificent century #muhteşem yüzyıl #muhtesem yuzyil #nurbanu sultan #ask #nurbanu-baffo

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liums · 4 years ago

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Jade SSR Halloween ( Scary Outfit ) Personal Story - Could you teach me?

Could you teach me?

Jade Leech SSR haloween card “Scary Outfit” personal story- Could you teach me?

As I was translacting I was also reading the story for the first time, so any comment I wrote, i wrote them without knowing what would happen next.

Part 1

-Classroom-

Ruggie- Reached the bill..

Kalim- I’ll ask Jade, somehow it should be possible!

Jade- Kalim, this is a rule. No exeptions are allowed.

Silver- *sleeps*

Floyd- I’m tired of this~

Floyd- Jellyfish (Silver) is also sleeping. Goldfish (Riddle) , do something interesting.

Riddle- Why me!? You should go somewhere else, Floyd.

Ruggie- Wow, they sure are lively. Are you guys busy?

Jamil- Me and Silver are just escorts. Don’t worry about us.

Kalim- Wait a little longer Ruggie. I’m talking to Jade about my budget.

Jade- Kalim. As I said many times, the budget is unnegotiable. Please take some things out. (I can feel Jade patience slowly going away)

Kalim- Don’t say that, Jade. If the show is flashy, the visitors will be pleased, right?

Riddle- Kalim, every dorm has a budget. I’ll have you follow the rules since Scarabia is no diferent.

Ruggie- I’ll finish my business here right away. Jade here, my budget aplication.

Jade- Yes, sure....Mr. Kalim, please follow Savanaclaw example.

Jade- You see, it’s perfectly within the budget.

Silver- *sleeps* (like the angel he is)

Jamil- Silver was tired of waiting and fell asleep....Kalim, let’s go home and reconsider.

Kalim- Hmmm....ok. Oh,but hey, did everyone talk about costumes and decorations?

Ruggie- Ours has already been decided. This year’s theme is pirates.

???- Ah, that’s a noisy theme.

Jamil- Azul , you came too.

Azul- yeah, when I passed in front of the classroom, it seemend to be very exiting.

Jade- The ghosts of the pirates who ransacked the sea in search of of treasures, and left behind numerous legends..... it’s certainly scary.

Ruggie- I don’t think that Jack, who had the idea, thought so much about it.

Ruggie- I think it suits Savanaclaw since we have a lot of physical strenght.

Floyd- Good, perfect for halloween.

Kalim- By the way, is there a Halloween event in the sea?

Jade- Why yes, of course. Every year at this time, we collect shellfish and starfish for decoration,

Jade- On the day we fill a bottle with luminous weeds and have a luminous party....like lanterns. And we carry them arround.

Floyd- We also play lively songs with instruments.

Kalim- Good! Music is always needed on banquets and festive days.

Jamil- I’m sure that the shape and tone of the musical instruments in the sea are different from those on land.

Silver- Carrying a lantern for a night light party is also an interesting costom unique to the sea. (oya, the sleeping beauty woke up)

Riddle- Yup, It looks like it would be an amazing sight.

Azul- I’m honored everyone is interested in our hometown costoms.

Azul- If you wish, we will make a tour package and guide you during the holidays.

Jade- It looks very fun, but let’s talk about it in another time.

Jade- Well. As you say, Halloween on land and on the sea is quite different.

Jade- I have been amazed with cultural differences since we came to land.

Jade- There are many things I don’t know yet. To live up to the expectations as one of the steering committee members,

Jade- I would like to deepen my understanding of the Halloween on land.

Jade- Can you tell me what kind of Halloween you were having in your hometowns?

Part 1 end

Silver couldn’t keep his eyes open during the whole scene, that boy is precious XD

Part 2

- classroom-

Jade- Can you tell me what kind of Halloween you were having in your hometowns? (Jade pls don’t ask that to these poor kids, Riddle? lets not talk about it, Jamil, probably spent the whole day on the kitchen cooking because kalim was too busy partying, and silver??? the poor boy always got spooked by Lilia non-stop all night )

Riddle- ....Halloween?

Riddle- In my hometown, it seems to be standard for children to gather in the plaza and “have fun together”.

Jamil- It seems like .... you are talking as if it is someone else’s problem.

Riddle- I only participated once. So I’m not familiar with it....

Riddle- What impressed me is that we all did “Apple Bobbing”

Floyd- Goldfish, apple bobbing.....what is it? It’s has an interesting name.

Riddle- You fill a large tub with water and apples, and you have to grab the apples with you mouth. Of course , you can’t use your hands.

Jade- That is ....a game unique to land.

Azul- Yes, as soon as you take your hand off the apples under the sea, they’d rise to the surface immediately.

Jade- If it were a game to chase the suddenly rising apple, it could be done even under the sea.(I’m pretty sure he said this to tease Azul)

Floyd- That might be unexpectedly interesting.

Silver- However, an apple....can you really get it with just your mouth?

Riddle- It is usually done with small apples....but its still difficult. (say that to the tweels and their sharp ass teeth)

Jade- Its a game in which well-build children have the advantage to grab the apple.

Riddle- Yeah. Not only the size of the mouth but also jaw strenght is required.

Ruggie- If we did it in this school wouldn’t Jade and floyd be super advantageous at this game then?

Ruggie- Their body is big. And the teeth are sharp.

Jade- (*angelic smile*) Kufufufu What about it? Opening my mouth wide in front of everyone would be embarassing...

Jade- I may not the able to take the apple because I hesitaded to catch it. ( yes yes, i’ll try to belive you)

Floyd- How do you decide who wins or loses this game?

Riddle- I think the rule was that the person who gets the apple in the shortest amount of time would win.

Riddle- It seems that even in Wonderland this game is played in some areas. ( i didn’t understand what he said, he said” Kiseki no kuni” wich translates to Land of Miracles\wonders, so I assumed he was talking about wonderland)

Riddle- Cater once challanged me on “How many can we get”.

Riddle- I couldn’t get the hang of it ,so my face and clothes got soaked in water....

Riddle- When I think about it now, the result isn’t that important.

Riddle- We laugh and make noises as we try to get the apples. I think that is the main purpose.

Jade- Certainly. It is very interesting the sight of Riddle desperately opening his mouth and chasing apples...

Jade- No, It seems to be worth watching.

Riddle- What do you mean?

Kalim- I understand what Riddle is saying. It’s more important to have fun than to win or lose!

Riddle-Oh...Thats right.

Kalim- Its a bit different from my kingdom, but the Halloween in the Land of Hot Sands is really fun!

Jade- Oh, is there a special characteristic about the Halloween in the Land of Hot Sands?

Kalim- No, the halloween in the land of hot sands its a “treat banquet”!

Kalim- It’s bacause in my country, talking arround the banquet is the most enjoyable thing.

Kalim- So when it’s halloween time, we prepare as many dishes as you can put on the table.

Jamil- So that the ghosts who have returned, can eat as much as they want.... together.

Jamil- We prepare a large range of sweets, salty foods, spicy foods....from light foods to large dishes.

Jamil- When Halloween is near, the kitchen is always at full capacity,starting with the preparation of the ingredients.

Jade- Someday I would like to see susch magnificent banquet. Do you have any traditional dishes?

Kalim- Speaking of haloween treats....I like that

Kalim- It’s a dish that has baked vegetables and sauce on top of each other.

Jamil- so? go on? ( His expression is 5* XD, he be like”I’m not payed enough for this...., but then again,I’m not paid”)

Kalim- Oh,That face is definitely pinpoiting, you see, the ingredients are potatoes, eggplants and tomatoes!

Jade- ..........So it’s like lasagna, but it replaces the pasta with vegetables?

Kalim- Oh, that’s close. When it’s freshly baked its really delicious.

Azul- So that’s it. It seems to be preferred by healthy-minded owners.

Jade-Jamil, can you tell me the name of the dish?

Jamil- Its....Moussaka, it’s a local dish. (It really exits, I looked it up)

Kalim- Oh yeah. That’s it!

Kalim- When I was a kid, and I really wanted to eat it even though it wasn’t banquet day, I’d ask Jamil to make it.

Jamil- It was terrible at that time. My parents and other servants scolded me....“Don’t use fire when you are alone!”

Kalim- Eh!? Is that so !?

Jamil- I was still in elementary school.

Jamil- I didn’t cook as much as I do now...It would have been bad if I had started a fire.

Jamil- Now I can understand, why my parents and the other servants were angry with me.

Kalim-Oh, I’m sorry.

Kalim- But the Moussaka I ate that time was really delicious. I still remeber it well.

Kalim- Now that I remembered it, I want to eat it again. Hey Jamil, Please make it again!

Azul- Please one for me as well. I’d like to include it in Mostro Lounge new menu....

Jamil- I don’t want that.

Kalim- Well, don’t say that~

Jamil- Moussaka is a time-consuming dish that requires 2 kinds of sauces because it requires many ingridients.

Jamil- I don’t think it suitable to be served in a cafe.

Jade- So it’s cooked in a oven, isn’t it.

Jade- The ovens at Mostro lounge aren’t that big....is it really so hard to produce it in big quantities?

Azul- Isn’t there any way to increase the production quantity by making them all together on a big oven?

Ruggie- Octavinelle is still the same.

(I wonder what Riddle and floyd have been doing this entire time, Silver is probably sleeping)

Jade- Fufufu...For more information, let´s eat jamil’s home cooking, and then discuss this again.

Jamil- Wait a minute, I don’t want to make....so many.

Silver- *Sleeps* (oya oya I was right 0.0)

Jamil- You see, Silver fell asleep again while you guys from Octavinelle were exited about the profits.

Jade- Oops, I’m sorry for this. We devianted from the subject.

Jade- Mr.Silver, excuse me. Would you like to wake up?

Silver- Ah...I’m sorry. Was it about the Halloween in the Valley of Thorns?

Jade- Yes, please tell us your story.

Silver- About halloween, I can only remember that my father-....that Lilia was enthusiastic and disguised. ( he corrected himself by sayng LIlia instead of parents because Lilia asked him not to call him his parent while with being with other students, so it wouldn’t be strange for silver, Lilia and malleus are his guardians)

Riddle- By the way, the 2 were in the same town.

Jade- After all people disguise themselfs in the valley of thorns... Disguise is a common custom in every Country isn’t it?

Silver- Don’t the mermaids use disguises too?

Jade- I don’t have the habit of wearing clothes on a daily basis.

Jade- It’s fun to dress in various ways on land because I’m not familiar with it.

Silver- In fact, disguises are not a fun memory. Even as I recall now, it’s horrifying.

Floyd- Eh, wasen’t Mandako-chan (Lilia) smaller than now when it happened?

(Mandako is an octopus, also known as Opisthoteuthis Californiana, look it up and u will see why Floyd calls Lilia this XD)

Silver- Oh, he looked the same as now....

Silver- But the only time I saw such terrifying appearence of Lilia was on that halloween.

Jade- That’s interesting. He is a very cute person, as he is pround of.

Silver- The frighteningness of Lilia disguised is scary...

Silver- I would tremble with Sebek as I was watching with him

Silver- That night was so frightening that the two of us promised that we would definitely stay up until morning.

Jade- If I get this scared, I’m sure I’ll cry out lound.

Floyd- Well, now I want to see. I have been with you since we were born , but I have never seen that.

Ruggie- So, why did you and Sebek pray in tears for the morning to come?

Silver- Oh no....I fell asleep middle way without noticing.

Riddle- After everything.....

Silver- Sebek couldn’t dare going to the bathroom all night, in the next morning he was angry with me and I was called “Traitor!”

Ruggie- Hey, seems like Sebek also has a cute side.

Jamil- So, how was halloween where you lived?

Ruggie- Me? The story of Halloween in the slums isn’t very interesting.

Jade- Well, I don’t think so. Everything about land is fresh and interesting, so please tell me.

Ruggie- Its okay to talk separately,... but don’t listen and pull.

Ruggie- “Trick or treat”.....Isn’t it normal to be mischievous if you don’t receive a treat?

Ruggie- But my usual Halloween isn’t that cute.

Ruggie- If you don’t give me a treat, I’ll not go home until you give me some....24 hours endurance. It was a treats collection event.

Part 2- end

Lilia really did tromatize the poor kids....poor Sebek was left alone XD

Part 3

-Classroom-

Silver, Kalim and Riddle- 24 HOURS ENDURANCE TREAT COLLECTION EVENT!?

Jade- Sweets collection...It seems like something you usually do on Halloween but....

Jade- From what Mr.Ruggie just said it seems this one quite different.

Ruggie- That’s righ. Because treats are a thing we rarely eat.

Ruggie- Just say “Trick or Treat” and you will get sweets for free.

Ruggie- There’s no way that hyenas will miss out this change to eat.

Jade- Mr.Ruggie, when you come to Mostro Lounge,(Ruggie works there sometimes to get money)

Jade- You bring a storage container with you.

Jade-Does that mean that your appetite for food hasn’t changed?

Ruggie- I gathered the children from the neighborhooh, we decided the area they were in charge, and toured the village.

Ruggie- ....Not missiong one single house.

Jamil- That is a tremendous obsession....

Ruggie- If my appearence changes, I’ll get sweets again, so we changed the group members and went to the same houses many times. (When I leaded trick or treat groups I did this too XD)

Silver- If you go that far....It seems to be a problem.

Ruggie- You see, many years ago, our operation got caught by the caretaker of the neighborhood association....

Ruggie- We were charged with “Trick or treat ban” righ away.

Jade- How sad. Didn’t everyone get disapointed?

Ruggie- That’s right. I was a kid too, so I greedily made a mistake by pushing it too far.

Ruggie- I was the most anoyed since I was like a big brother to the children of the local area.

Jade- I was wondering what you were talking about earlier, but Mr.Ruggie is surprisingly good at taking care of children.

Jade- I had the impression that you only do it when there is a reward....

Ruggie-.....Well, let’s leave that matter aside.

Ruggie- My grandma would do pumpkin pie, for the children who were sick.

Riddle-Pumpkin pie....it seems delicious.

Jade- We have a new candidate for the Halloween manu

Ruggie- Ah, it’s a secret recipe that only the Bucchi family knows, so if you ask me for it, it won’t be cheap. Shishishi!

Jade- As expected , Mr Ruggie is astute.

Jade- It looks better than cookies and muffins, and above all, it shoud be satisfying to eat.

Ruggie- Of course. I was sick. But it wasen’t gorgeous.

Ruggie- The pumpkin pie was made from Jack-o-Lantern’s hollowed-out contents.

Jade-.....I would have never thought of that way to use it

Ruggie- So, from the next year, I started a part-time job to make Jack-o-Lantern for pumpkin pie.

Azul- You really have experienced various part-time jobs...I’m impressed.

Ruggie- A job where a free bite from the pumpkin pie was provided to the client for free.

Ruggie- You could take the hollowed out contents for free...

Ruggie- Isn’t that amazing !? It sure feels like it is. Haloween, banzai !

Jade- Amazing! I should take those business guts as an example.

Silver- ....Everyone has enjoyed the Halloween in different ways.

Kalim- Yes, Let’s enjoy Halloween at the school and make good memories!

Floyd- Enjoy it to you heart’s content?

Azul- Good memories....?

Kalim- ......? Don’t you enjoy Halloween?

Jade- It wasen’t an event with that meaning for us mermaids from the sea of the north

Jade- Those who die in the sea often have regrets and despair.

Jade- Those who were devoured by a storm, those who lost the route to their destination and died on board....

Jade- In any case, it is not uncommon for the returning ghosts to be ferocious.

Azul- Yeah, defeating the ghosts of the sea usually comes first.

Jamil- Didn’t you just say “ The Halloween is celebrated with lanters party and bright music”?

Floyd- The lanters are a landmark to prevent the mermaids from accidentally going to the ghost world.

Floyd- Playing music is also to keep the ghosts calmer.

Azul- It also seems that there is the intention to calm toughts and sadness.

Riddle- .....There are ghosts all over the ocean?

Jade- I haven’t seen them but....

Jade- During Halloween school would even send home a notice.

Jade- Places you shouldn’t approach, times you shouldn’t go out, etc....Every year, there are missing people (0.0)

Ruggie- Wait a minute....that’s too scary.

Floyd- Come to think of it. When I was in middle school, I think I saw three Jade in different places~.

Jade-I tought I was talking to floyd once, but the next day I remember he told me “I haven’t heard that”.

Jade- I didn’t really notice at the time that it wasen’t him....

Azul- It was Halloween.Such things happen.

Jamil- That sort of thing...

Silver-The sea is a terrifying world that we can’t imagine....

Jade- At the sea’s Halloween, you can enjoy thrills that you wouldn’t normally experience.

Floyd- Well, you won´t get bored~

Azul- As Mr.Ruggie mentioned earlier, I’m proud that there are many business opportunities!

Jade- Aside from Azul’s work, I like the Halloween event, whether by sea or on land.

Jade- I’m exited to think of what kind of unexpected things will happen.

Jade- I was selected as a steering committee member, and I would like everyone on land to experience a different feeling than usual.

Jade- We can deliver a different kind of thrill because we are from the sea.

Jade- Let’s have a darker Halloween this year, which will be second to none. Fufufu....

Jade- Happy Halloween

END

So, what did we learn? sTAY AWAY FROM THE SEA AT HALLOWEEN

wow, so much lore in Jade’s personal story

Add me if u want uwu

Disclaimer- I don’t own Twisted wonderland or any of its characters, This is a Fan translaction therefore it’s not oficial

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msmarvelwrites · 4 years ago

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Vienna Waits

Summary: The reader has a hard time around the holidays because it brings up a lot of unhappy memories. Bucky knows trauma all too well and he’s always there to lend some Christmas cheer.

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: mentions/flashbacks of assult, ptsd, 18+, swearing, but truly a fluff piece...

Word Count: 2.5k

Authors Note: Hi again! It’s ya girl, back at it again with the plot all to based on her own predicaments. Please read the warnings because the last thing I’d ever want to do is trigger anyone- but at it’s core I wrote this as an aid. Like My Girl, this was written to bring us together, because we are so much stronger that way! This is also my first submission to the Merry Hoemas Challange, so with that please enjoy! Sending love and light to all you beautiful holiday babies.

Thank you to @amythedvdhoarder @chrissquares @drabblewithfrannybarnes @pumpkin-and-pine and @starlightcrystalline for hosting this holiday challange!

It was, of course, the most wonderful time of year. Christmas Eve at the Avengers Compound.

The snow cascading from the dark sky acted as a sheet of white as you nervously sipped on your tea, checking the time once again. Your best friend was supposed to be back from his solo mission hours ago, and yet here you were, alone and completely overwhelmed.

He was always better at these things. Always knowing how to avoid the holiday slump with ease. Bucky was who you turned to when you needed a quick coping mechanism.

Christmas with the world's mightiest heroes had its perks for sure, but this was certainly not one of them. The joyous holiday music echoing through the Avenger hq living room was doing nothing to settle your nerves. In fact, quite the opposite. It lingered around you, pulling memories you buried deep down in the back of your mind.

“I really think it’s better if I just head home… It’s getting really bad out there and…”

His lips cut you off, lazily trailing down your neck as the taste of bile rose into your throat. He was just drunk, you thought. So were you. You had given him the wrong idea. If you just explained you didn't want him to touch you…

He would understand, you thought… You really did.

“Honey, I’m home” Bucky called, cackling to himself as he shook off the snow caked to his winter coat. His voice shot you back into the dimly lit living room you now resided.

You lunged from the recliner, spinning around the corner to find Bucky, hands full of gift bags and a candy cane dangling out of his mouth as a goofy grin tugged at the corner of his lips.

“Where the hell have you been?” You tried to sound angry, but he was just so damn cute.

“Okay, first of all, you're welcome.” He scoffed sarcastically, gesturing to the gift bags as he placed them on the floor. “And second, you're the one who sent me out in the middle of a snowstorm for last minute christmas presents… So, you get what you get.” He chuckled.

“No, no, I appreciate you- it… I appreciate it so much Buck.” You stumbled, though you didn't let the blush creep onto your cheeks before you spoke again, “You know how I get this time of year.” You sighed, crossing the room to help him with his bags of gifts. It wasn't lost on Bucky that the holiday season was difficult for a lot of the team, including yourself. Though he didn’t know everything about your past and how it brought you here, to the team, and one of the most ruthless fighters the Avengers had ever seen, he did know it was rough and dark and definitely off limits to talk about. Bucky didn't mind, however. As long as he had you by his side.

“Ya know, if you help me wrap these gifts there might be a Christmas movie marathon in your future.” He wiggled his brows causing you to laugh.

“That really sounds like a lose-lose on my end here, Buck.” you giggled.

“Are you by any chance at all into hot chocolate?” he bribed, though you would have caved regardless. Any time spent with Bucky was all you wanted for Christmas.

Once all the presents were wrapped, Bucky was true to his word, puttering into the kitchen, whipping up his famous hot chocolate recipe. Honestly, if the world knew the famous Winter Soldier was as jolly was he is, they probably wouldn't believe it. Something about Christmas just brought out the best in him.

“So,” You started as you sipped on your whip cream topped hot chocolate. “What is it about this holiday?” You pried, looking up at Bucky as he wiped a dollop of cream off the tip of your nose.

“I don’t really know. Getting my memories back after all that time, Christmas with my Ma and sisters was always so clear…” He paused, his eyes fixing themselves on the floor. “I guess it’s one of the only really decent memories I have.”

You only stared at Bucky for a moment as you let the words sink in. He never really spoke about his family and what, if anything he remembered. You never pushed him, thankful that he respected you the same. Though you had only been friends for a year now, those things just aren't privy to your relationship.

“You never told me that before.” You finally spoke, watching as his eyes met with yours.

“Yeah well, it’s hard to talk about sometimes. But… I don't know. I trust you, doll. More than anyone, I think. You kind of pull it outta’ me.” He sighed into that goofy smile you loved so much. You wanted to tell him that there was no one in this world that you trusted more, that you could and would be an open book for him, if that's what he wanted… But you supposed it went without saying. Instead, you rested you head on his shoulder, sinking back into the couch as you watched whatever sappy Christmas movie Bucky had picked out for you to watch.

It wasn't long before the compound started to buzz with disembodied voices and echoing footsteps. A team was getting back tonight, and soon the living room would be filled with your friends booming laughter.

You let your mind wander, tiptoeing into the darkest parts of your unconscious as the movie faded further and further away…

Your body shook, hard. You heard yourself plead, begging him to stop. Could feel the tears wet and hot as they rolled down your cheeks pooling onto your chest as he wiped them away. Such an act of kindness in such a nauseating scene. Your whole body ached with how hard you were trembling. So weak. You knew it, and now he did too-

Wanda was the first to round the corner, plopping herself down on the couch between you and Bucky, almost sitting right on your lap.

“Good evening!” She chimed, resting her head against your shoulder in a complete and utter disregard of yours and Bucky’s closeness. Wanda was always the best at diffusing tension you hadn't even realised was there. Though now, as she sat there, it was very apparent that's exactly what it was. However you were thankful for her halting your train of thought.

“Hello, darling.” Bucky chuckled as you wrapped your arms around her.

Tony rounded the corner next, snickering when he saw the three of you bundled up on the couch together. “Well, isn't that sweet. The trauma triplets are back together.”

“Dont hate us cause’ you ain’t us, Tony.” You sang, watching as he rolled his eyes and puttered off to his lab.

“So, any plans for this evening?” Wanda asked, grabbing your mug of hot chocolate without a second thought and taking a sip.

“This is kind of it. Most of the team is back home with their family.” You explained, looking behind Wanda's head to Bucky, “Do you have any plans with Stevie?” You asked.

“Nope.” He popped the P. “Just us tonight. Steve’s out on a solo mission until tomorrow morning.”

“About that… Nat is actually setting me up tonight. A double date, I think? So, it's just you guys tonight.” Wanda spoke sheepishly.

Bucky and you both gapped at her before you finally spoke, “Traitor.” You glared while she only chuckled, shoving you playfully.

“You guys will get along just fine without me. Just don’t watch The Holiday until I’m back! You guys know that’s my favourite”

As the compound quieted down for the night, you and Bucky fell into your daily routine of comfortable silence. It was just like every other day, or at least that's what you tried to tell yourself as the end credits of another holiday movie started rolling onto the screen.

“So,” Bucky finally spoke, shifting in his seat to reach for something out of your eyeline. “It’s technically christmas now… And, I know we said no gifts, but I saw this and it was just so you. I had to pick it up.”

Your eyes landed on the small velvet box in his hands, your breath hitching in your throat for a moment as your brain forze. You could feel your body trembling as he held it out, waiting for a reaction, but all you could do was stare.

“Such a good little thing.” He finally spoke. Your eyes were so glazed over you couldn't quite tell where his voice was emulating from. You could hear his belt, feel his hands on either side of your face as he whispered in your ear. “Happy Christmas, baby.” He chided, dropping the small velvet box in your hands as he left the room.

You couldn't bear to touch it, whipping it across the room as it shattered open, the small diamond necklace rolling across the hardwood floor as it tumbled to the ground with a harsh crack. Your fingers burned where the rough velvet had been, and you remembered thinking you'd feel this way forever.

“Y/n?” Bucky spoke your name and it shocked you back to reality. You blinked at him, tears welling in your eyes as you stared at him. He looked absolutely terrified and it broke your heart. Absolutely tore you apart that you could ever be the reason for that face.

“Hm? Oh, yes. I’m so sorry, I was so far away there for a moment.” You reached out but before you could take the small box, his hands covered your own and he let his thumb stroke your skin, sending a shiver up your arms and all around your neck.

“You know I would never judge you, right?” He smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. “God knows you've never judged me. I’m here. Whatever it is, it’s not your fault.”

The words hit you like a ton of bricks. ‘Not your fault.’ Did he know? There was no possible way. You had Fury burn your physiatric evaluation from when you first started a year ago. No one knew. This was a fresh start, and there way no way that-

“I can see your mind turning, and I just want to assure you, we are good. Okay? You and me, that's easy. It’s always been that way. Whenever you're ready, if you ever want to talk… I’m here, alright? Always.” His voice melted over you like a warm bath, calming you as you met his gaze. There was a sweetness you haven't seen before. It was new and yet there was something familiar about it. Had he always looked at you that way? Surely you would have remembered as it sent butterflies to explode in your stomach.

He dropped the rectabled box in your hands and you finally felt the weight of it. Definitely heavier than a necklace, though you guess that wasn't really Bucky’s style anyways.

You slowly clicked the box open, your eyes falling on the small black object resting on the pillow inside.

“It’s a knife?” You spoke, just above a whisper as your hands traveled over the cool metal looking up at Bucky in surprise.

Bucky chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck as he explained. “Remember that mission a year back? I think it was one of our firsts.”

“Vienna.” You chimed, the memory coming back to you now.

“You stole my knife.” He laughed, shaking his head at the memory. “I remember, I had it in my hand, you ran out of ammo and in a flash it was in your hands. Those Hydra punks didn't see you coming. God, doll. That had to be the hottest-” He blushed, clearing his throat, “I mean, that was the coolest thing I've ever seen. Been trying to find you one like it ever since.”

“Oh, Buck.” You signed, gripping the knife in your hands and effortlessly flipping it through your fingers as it sparkled in the dim lighting.

“Do you like it?” He hummed.

“Like it? I absolutely love it… I feel like such an ass for not getting you anything.” You confessed, averting your eyes to the floor.

You flinched as Bucky’s cool metal fingers tipped your head up, and he tried not to notice, though the reaction wasn't lost on him. He really didn't know about your past, but trauma knew trauma.

“Darling, this…” He motioned to you, “This is all I need for Christmas.” His voice was like honey in tea, warm and sweet and so smooth.

“You flirt.” You giggled, shoving him playfully as you placed the knife back in its box and resting it on the coffee table.

“I would never.” He sarcastically gasped, causing you to laugh at his dramatics. Bucky wasn't truly himself around the others, but you wished sometimes they could see his goofy side. Though it warmed your heart he reserved it for you.

“What do you say? One more movie before we call it a night?” You asked, relaxing into his shoulder as you clicked through the options. Bucky’s silence caught your attention, pulling you back to his gaze. He stared at you as if startled by your words.

“What?” You chuckled nervously, raising a brow when he didn't speak.

“You're willinging requesting we watch a Christmas movie? Are you feeling okay?” He jested, lifting his flesh palm to your forehead as if to check your temperature. You swatted him away, rolling your eyes as you did so.

“I’m fine. I just…” You watch him carefully as his laughter faded and he focused on you. “I never really thought I could enjoy Christmas. Someone stole that luxury away from me a very long time ago, but with you… With you it comes so easy. I know it must be hard, but you never let it show. I honestly can't tell you the last time I’ve properly laughed like that during the holidays. God, it's been years and yet here we are. You just pull it out of me.”

Bucky smiled softly, holding his hands out for yours and you quickly accepted the gesture. His eyes crinkled at the corners as he grinned pulling you into his chest as he hugged you. It was something that was very new, and yet just felt right. Like this was how your bodies were meant to be, fit together like puzzle pieces.

“Doll, I’ll pull it out for you whenever you want.” He cooed, sarcasm lacing his words and your head fell back, laughter bubbling out of your chest.

“God, I love you.” You finally got out, but as soon as the words left your lips you knew how impulsive you had been. Bucky stilled beside you but you kept your eyes trained on the ceiling above, terrified to meet his gaze. It wasn't a big deal, just two friends admiring each other. You knew, however if you were honest it was much more than that. Bucky felt it too.

“Darling,” He murmured, so low you almost didn’t hear him. Your eyes slowly returned to his as your heart nearly jumped from your chest. “You’ve had me wrapped around your finger since Vienna. You’re it for me. Always have been, I think.”

You stared at him for a moment, unsure of where your voice went as your mouth ran dry.

“As if I even need to say it, I love you too.”

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fairydust-stuff · 4 years ago

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I hated Bonnie McCollough in the vampire diaries books she was silly, shallow, and overly coddled and said the dumbest crap. And she felt like a LM Smiths creators pet. I hated the Bamon route they were going in the books because Book Bonnie always felt like the child of the group so her being with Damon just felt weird to me.

Also their attraction sprang from no where and it was basically cutesey nick names and kisses but there just wasn’t the substance Damon Elena had they were into each other for the wrong reasons but their involved into something geniue and heartfelt.

I’m fine with Book Damon letting Elena go with Stephen .Since it forfills Damon’s character arch and shows his personal growth so i’m cool with it. Character arch triumphs relationship end game in my opinion.

but like Bonnie M just can’t compare to what Damon had with Elena. He’s in love with her because she’s an innocent fragile bird. They have nothing in common, they have no deep emotional moments and she’s supposed to be his soul mate? this child who knows nothing about the world? And Bonnie just seems to like him because he’s hot and mysterious and he saved her once. Its just not very deep and feels like a case of pair the spares.

Bonnie Bennet has a way better connection with Damon she calls him out, she pushes and challanges him and Damon respects her and values their friendship so much he goes and saves her. That’s a whole other ball game. And I cann’t stand Delena in the show because it devolved into the kind of co depedent I have no agency love story, I hate. (Why I could never get behind Stelena in the books).

The vampire diaries books will always be Delena for me but I do like Bamon for the show.

#vampire diaries #vampire diaries books #tvd damon #bonnie bennett #delena #anti bonnie McCollough.#pro bonnie bennett #show bamon

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richincolor · 3 years ago

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New Releases

New week, new books! What's on your TBR pile? What have you been reading and loving? Here's what's launching tomorrow, 11/9!

Himawari House by Harmony Becker Living in a new country is no walk in the park―Nao, Hyejung, and Tina can all attest to that. The three of them became fast friends through living together in the Himawari House in Tokyo and attending the same Japanese cram school. Nao came to Japan to reconnect with her Japanese heritage, while Hyejung and Tina came to find freedom and their own paths. Though each of them has her own motivations and challanges, they all deal with language barriers, being a fish out of water, self discovery, love, and family. — Cover image and summary via Goodreads

Year of the Reaper by Makiia Lucier

The past never forgets . . . Before an ambush by enemy soldiers, Lord Cassia was an engineer’s apprentice on a mission entrusted by the king. But when plague sweeps over the land, leaving countless dead and devastating the kingdom, even Cas’ title cannot save him from a rotting prison cell and a merciless sickness.

Three years later, Cas wants only to return to his home in the mountains and forget past horrors. But home is not what he remembers. His castle has become a refuge for the royal court. And they have brought their enemies with them.

When an assassin targets those closest to the queen, Cas is drawn into a search for a killer…one that leads him to form an unexpected bond with a brilliant young historian named Lena. Cas and Lena soon realize that who is behind the attacks is far less important than why. They must look to the past, following the trail of a terrible secret—one that could threaten the kingdom’s newfound peace and plunge it back into war. — Cover image and summary via Goodreads

You’ve Reached Sam by Dustin Thao

Seventeen-year-old Julie has her future all planned out—move out of her small town with her boyfriend Sam, attend college in the city, spend a summer in Japan. But then Sam dies. And everything changes. Heartbroken, Julie skips his funeral, throws out his things, and tries everything to forget him and the tragic way he died. But a message Sam left behind in her yearbook forces back memories. Desperate to hear his voice one more time, Julie calls Sam’s cellphone just to listen to his voicemail.

And Sam picks up the phone. In a miraculous turn of events, Julie’s been given a second chance at goodbye. The connection is temporary. But hearing Sam’s voice makes her fall for him all over again, and with each call it becomes harder to let him go. However, keeping her otherworldly calls with Sam a secret isn’t easy, especially when Julie witnesses the suffering Sam’s family is going through. Unable to stand by the sidelines and watch their shared loved ones in pain, Julie is torn between spilling the truth about her calls with Sam and risking their connection and losing him forever. — Cover image and summary via Goodreads

Sway With Me by Syed M. Masood Arsalan has learned everything he knows from Nana, his 100-year-old great-grandfather. This includes the fact that when Nana dies, Arsalan will be completely alone in the world, except for his estranged and abusive father. So he turns to Beenish, the step-daughter of a prominent matchmaker, to find him a future life partner. Beenish’s request in return? That Arsalan help her ruin her older sister’s wedding with a spectacular dance she’s been forbidden to perform.

Despite knowing as little about dancing as he does about girls, Arsalan wades into Beenish’s chaotic world to discover friends and family he never expected. And though Arsalan’s old-school manners and Beenish’s take-no-prisoners attitude clash every minute, they find themselves getting closer and closer—literally. All that’s left to realize is that the thing they both really want is each other, if only they can get in step. — Cover image and summary via Goodreads

A Snake Falls To Earth by Darcie Little Badger Nina is a Lipan girl in our world. She’s always felt there was something more out there. She still believes in the old stories. Oli is a cottonmouth kid, from the land of spirits and monsters. Like all cottonmouths, he’s been cast from home. He’s found a new one on the banks of the bottomless lake.

Nina and Oli have no idea the other exists. But a catastrophic event on Earth, and a strange sickness that befalls Oli’s best friend, will drive their worlds together in ways they haven’t been in centuries. And there are some who will kill to keep them apart.

Darcie Little Badger introduced herself to the world with Elatsoe. In A Snake Falls to Earth, she draws on traditional Lipan Apache storytelling structure to weave another unforgettable tale of monsters, magic, and family. It is not to be missed. — Cover image and summary via Goodreads

#new releases #ya lit #year of the reaper #a snake falls to earth #you've reached sam #sway with me #himawari house #Journey to the Heart of the Abyss

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