#meet Chaos Mavis

[the-dragon-hearted]

Currently writing a chapter

And here's how it's going:

Mavis: You keep treating me like a kid but I'm all grown up! I am 30 years old! 30!

Acnologia: *staring intensely and remembering a 10 year old Mavis chewing on a pencil as she focused, little legs swinging under her seat*

Mavis: 30 years! I've founded a guild, I've fought dark guilds, I won the trade wars for Fiore, I've created three of the strongest spells known to man -

Acnologia: *remembering when Mavis doodled a silly face on all the margins of her book on anthropology, sticking her tongue out as she focused and giggled*

Acnologia: ...

Acnologia: Mmhmm.

[anistarrose]

thoughts on taako and/or magnus babysitting merle's kids and the ensuing chaos that may result (passes you the mic)

oh, what a delight... for starters, I think that Mavis thinks the coolest person from the Story is Lucretia, and Mookie thinks the coolest person from the Story is Merle, obviously, but like, really closely followed by Lup. the second this becomes apparent to Taako and/or Magnus, they immediately dive into Win the Hero Worship of These Small Children mode. they're on that Cool Uncle Grind.

Taako tries to instill a love of cooking in these children, because Jeffandrew knows their father won't (Merle is actually a good enough cook to like, meet the most basic of dietary needs, but Taako's standards are orders of magnitude higher than that), but the furthest Taako gets with the kids is getting Mookie to watch hot dogs blowing up in the fantasy microwave.

Magnus takes them on a field trip to dog school. Taako takes them on a field trip to Taako's Amazing School of Magic, 'cause you've gotta start making an impression early or else they'll go to the competition, like Angus. Taako and Magnus both have big dreams of their respective field trips being interrupted by dastardly evildoers and powerful enemies, allowing them opportunities to save the day and prove to the children how badass they are — but were this a fic, there would be a running gag about Lup having brought Merle along for a Reaper mission where they keep almost crossing paths with their family, and thwarting necromancer's schemes just slightly out of view of Magnus and Taako before a real threat can present itself.

but don't worry, Merle is also constantly bemoaning that he can never succeed at anything cool or even uncharacteristically competent when any of his kids (whether big kids or little kids) are around to see him. they still love him though (even if the way Mavis finally opens up to Magnus and Taako is by discovering a shared love of roasting their father)

[dislyteshack]

Dislyte personal timeline/ will be pinned

*if you feel my interpretation is wrong THAT IS FINE

This is how I interpret this fucked up timeline

I'm going to be constantly updating this and if anyone wants me to add something or I got something wrong please tell me

*I took a lot of creative liberties with this and added false dates so I will be bolding the ones where the dates are completely correct

*I can promise that the years are correct other than when Yun chuan has his transformation because that is extremely unclear

timeline (to fit canon):

2010- narmer and cang ji unearth the Raya/rhea legand that compiles deities and powers and whatnot

*I genuinely have no idea where I got the 2010 date it's either I gaslit myself or I saw it on Twitter / Facebook

1/6/2012- a big half buried purple rock is dug up. Experts find that it's glowing and unlike anything they've ever seen

3/8/2012- funny purple rock is studied and a research expedition is planned

21/10/2012 2:00 am utc- the miracle rises and the first miramon appear

*revealed by multiple times stated by how everything started in 2012

13/3/2014- Abigail girl bosses Jin yuyao's family

*revealed by a flashback in rulers law

10/4/2014- fu shi meets his big titty goth gf

*revealed by fushi in dream of redemption

12/5/2014- Joseph dies , Leon L

*revealed in Hilda's event

9/6/2014- LIAN WTF WAS THAT/cube miracle appears

9/6/2014- Hannah dies lol take the L hyde

*revealed in Lian's event

?/?/2015- founding of the esper union

*line in inescapable fate

2016- embla doesn't have a very good time/ Jiang man doesn't have a very good time

7/12/2016- Hyde seemingly starts a pharmaceutical company and generally is doing better (plot twist he started the shadow decree LOL)

* in Fu shis careers he joined in 2017 and at the end of dream of redemption Hyde said he was in the process of founding the SD*

1/1/2017- su jue gets tf out of tangton

*line in yu ran event

?/?/2017- chaos miracle spawns

*line in yu ran event

?/?/2017- Lü Shang becomes an esper and also becomes a teacher

?/?/2017- Jin Qiu commits murder

*line in cell block chaos

?/4/2017-yun chuan goes to jail :(((

*it can be seen in Yun chuans signed confessional

?/?/2018- rip Archibald

*offhand line in Mavis event

13/10/2019 - Yun chuan death sentence

*sorry the new event confirms he spent two years in prison

* one of his files in truth unveiled talks about when he "died" exactly

?/?/2019- chunhui academy students become mercenaries

2020- shadow over oreville the last event happens

11/2/ 2021 - beginning of Mateo's bullshit

*line in immortal fire

?/?/2021- ollies mom dies in a lab accident (massive skill issue tbh)

*offhand line in lonestar

?/?/2021- chunhui academy becomes deserted

1/6/2021 - Mateo fucking kills a man

*based on the different time skips that happened which I calculated from the beginning time of February 2021 that was specifically given to us in immortal fire

10/10/2021- Ollie's dad takes a massive L and dies (w to Leon)

2022- su jue girlbossing event (and yu rans bullshit ig)

*because of line that states that the chaos Miracle appeared 5 years ago I'm choosing to believe that everything here is taking place in 2022 despite the comment about yu ran's age

27/3/2023- burning of the union, marks the shadow decrees official independence

*offhand line in burning glimmer

2023- garrison incident (rip ikkis dad:( )

15/5/2023- javid causes the death of hundreds of people and gets arrested I shit you not this is what happens

*offhand line in javid's event

2/1/2024- espers become more common due to the shackled miracle

*offhand line in desparado

5/6/2026- Liam escapes from the union like the chad he is

*offhand line in devouring beast

6/10/2026 - Lu yi makes biggest mistake of his life by meeting Brewster

*offhand line in desparado

2026- idk what fumis doing BUT SLAY IKKI

19/12/2026- Ollie's bullshit

1/2/2027- brynns bullshit ig idfc

6/5/2027 - qius bullshit

24/12/2027 - truth unveiled

Onwards:

Event stuff vaguely taking pace after Brynn but also somehow in 2027

Sigh

2028-

-Fumi again with Fu shi

-Chu Yao's massive L

-Amir and Fatimah's shit

-oh shit elif's shit

- the second chaos miracle expedition

[gale-gaze]

✦ Mavis "Vi" Lytte ✦

Knowledge Cleric of Mystra

[ detailed background under the cut ]

--- ✦  VOICE

Theme Song: Meg Myers - MY MIRROR

I’m so uptight, and I don’t know why - am I just being weird? Could you be my mirror? Could you be my mirror? Could you show me who I am? Cause I’ve had my eyes closed.

--- ✦  GENERAL

Age: 37

Height: 5’ 6"

Body Type: Pear-Shaped

Romantic Partner: Gale Dekarios

Orientation: Demisexual-Panromantic

Personality: Loyal, Pensive, Sentimental, Affable, Studious, Worrywart, Inhibited

--- ✦  DETAILS

Background: Sage

Race: High Half-Elf

Father: Ríkorin “Rík” Lytte [High Elf] Mother: Evelyn “Evie” Lytte [Human]

Class: Knowledge Cleric of Mystra

High WISDOM and INTELLIGENCE Mid CHARISMA and CONSTITUTION Low DEXTERITY and STRENGTH

Proficiencies: Arcana, History, Nature, Medicine, Religion, Insight, Persuasion

Interests: Alchemy, Literature, Art, Astronomy, Puzzles, Philosophy, Psychology, Music Boxes, Charcuterie Boards

Hobbies: Herbology, Entomology, Calligraphy, Kalimba, Journaling, Sketching, Research, Macrame, Sculpting, Jewelry Making

--- ✦  LORE

Mavis grew up a sheltered only-child to her father Ríkorin, a High Elf Knowledge Cleric of Oghma, and her mother Evelyn, a Human College of Lore Bard, with a fairly ordinary early life. Her father was well respected in their community with his dedication to preserving knowledge and understanding the world around them, and her mother was skilled in bringing people together to help her husband unite others with transcendent song and craft - their life was harmonious and pleasant, filled with compassion and learning.

Mavis grew up disconnected from many amidst her father’s dusty books hidden away in his grand library and the soothing songs of her mother’s music or the joined tinkering of her parents, but the Lytte’s were content in their personal peace while they analyzed the chaos of the world from the comfort of their home together. As such, many of the people Mavis knew growing up were friends of her parents, but as her love for knowledge deepened, her father would begin to show her artifacts he was working with and she would eventually come with him to the shops to peruse with him, leading her to meet her first and only childhood friend, [REDACTED].

[REDACTED] enjoyed the caring but excitable nature of Mavis - although they were a skilled novice Sorcerer, [REDACTED] had problems keeping their Wild Magic in check, which frequently left chaos in their wake and caused a lot of strife in their early life relationships. Even when faced with this chaos, Mavis remained curious and enamored with them and their magic, eager to offer to be their friend and quickly learned Cure Wounds so that she could keep [REDACTED] safe in case of a wild magic surge.

Mavis was completely smitten by [REDACTED] and as they grew closer, the feelings became mutual, to the dismay of the community that the Lytte’s lived in; due to this, rumors around the Lytte’s dabbling with untamed, wild magic began to stir, causing tension between her parents and the community as time went on. Despite this, the Lytte’s sheltered [REDACTED] and gave them a safe space to try and learn alongside Mavis and did what they could to keep the community at bay - even so, [REDACTED] grew to hate the gaze of the community weighing on those around them and became restless.

As [REDACTED] became distant and stopped coming over as frequently, Mavis found herself sneaking out more often to try and catch up with them and make sure they were alright - at first, it was a fun affair for [REDACTED] to have Mavis chase after them each night, but as their emotions swelled, so did their wild magic surges and the fear that they were going to hurt those they cared about.

With a written note, [REDACTED] tied up a scrying mirror pendant with a note to tell Mavis they were going to seek help with their wild magic, and that they would not be returning, begging Mavis to forget about them. When Mavis finally used the mirror, she saw [REDACTED] hurt and surrounded by a fire blazing at a location that [REDACTED] had shown her in their childhood.

Mavis left home immediately and found [REDACTED] within a ring of fire like she saw, making what she assumed to be cries of pain; as her emotions swelled, Mavis rushed to aid her friend and forgot their golden rule of checking for traps, inadvertently triggering one that pierced through [REDACTED] as they yelled out for her, dropping the letter that they were holding. A fey entity emerged from the fire, then revealed themself to be a hag as they reached a hand out to Mavis with an offer - for the small price of a handful of memories and a helping hand, [REDACTED] would be brought back.

As their hands met to shake on it, Mavis felt the flesh of her hand slip from her bones and fall to her feet; as [REDACTED] stirred to life again, Mavis questioned the hag about the final part of their agreement - the hag smiled and simply said to ask [REDACTED] before both the fire and hag vanished. Kneeling beside [REDACTED] as they regained consciousness, she saw the letter that they had been holding before she found them: “Seek me for solace from your wild heart”

Mavis reached her hand out to touch the letter and get a closer look, but caught [REDACTED] by surprise with her quivering, flesh-less bones outreached - instinctively, [REDACTED] cast Thunderwave to push her away, their voice booming as the answer to Mavis’s question to the hag was given: “Who are you?”

Scared and dazed from the events, Mavis scrambled to her feet and ran home as she left [REDACTED], recounting to her parents what had happened through sobs. The family spent the night curled up with various tomes around them in her father’s library, searching for an answer to her curse. As her parents tended to their hunger in the early morning, Mavis found herself praying for guidance; while she knelt amongst the books, her mother dropped a heavy pot upstairs that thumped to the floor below. With that thump, one of her father’s books on Mystra fell in front of Mavis, and she began to plan.

Mavis gathered her important belongings and penned a letter to her parents, explaining that the best solution was for her to find her own answers and disappear from the community’s eye. And with that, she set off to study at the temples of Mystra, seeking to understand magic and bring some harmony to the chaos in her growing obsession around magic, hopeful to perhaps reunite with [REDACTED] if she could find a way to help their curse.

In her studies at each temple, she excelled but kept her distance, her excitable nature with learning becoming more and more outwardly quiet as she worked on finding answers to everyone’s problems, disconnected from the world like she had been in her childhood. Her mind was frequently wracked with what if’s on restless nights, and she took to writing endless notes to keep herself busy while she developed solutions in her studies, her fingers constantly stained with the various inks. As she found solutions to one problem, another one came up, and her obsessive endless cycle continued on from temple to temple.

Mavis was taken to the Nautiloid after a prayer, after she had seen [REDACTED] in her scrying mirror killing a mind flayer; Mavis is hopeful to connect with [REDACTED] again, but begins to realize that they have been surviving just fine without her and she comes to terms that she should perhaps move on to help those that need her more instead.

--- ✦  NOTES

• The scar across her nose is from the day that she met [REDACTED] as a child; they collided into Mavis while running to rush and return something they had pick pocketed off someone else, after they realized they had taken something deeply sentimental - Mavis was smitten instantly

• The necklace Mavis wears is two silver hands holding a small black scrying mirror, which was the last gift that [REDACTED] gave to her; Mavis uses it from time to time to check in on [REDACTED] - old habits die hard and all that

⚬ slowly, Mavis comes to terms with needing to let go of things outside of her control after the mirror chips while in the Shadow Cursed Lands, which caused her to have a major panic attack and nearly fall in battle, forcing her to retire the necklace from her wardrobe

• After [REDACTED] was cursed, Mavis is terrified of being forgotten, as well as forgetting those that she loves and important details, so she is constantly making notes and keeping small reminders of her journey and studies

• She conceals the skeletal curse on her left hand with an enchanted silver ring she made that utilizes illusion magic to maintain a normal appearance; the ring is fairly unassuming, but has a small keyhole on the front because Mavis thought it was “best to hide a skeleton hand with a skeleton key(hole)”

⚬ the bands on her arm are tattoos that she gave to herself as a means to make the illusion magic of her ring a bit more convincing and easier to keep consistent; she is very proud of them, considering she did it stick-n-poke style with her ink and quill in terribly lit conditions, and the experience did seem to make receiving the brand of the Absolute and Loviatar’s blessing a bit easier

• To keep her company as a child, her mother and father worked together to craft a ring for Mavis that summons a rat familiar; his name is Ailmar, after one of her favorite childhood stories she would read with her family growing up, and she tells him everything despite the fact that he is simply a plain ol’ rat with an unusually long lifespan

⚬ Ailmar is extremely fond of Elminster, mostly because that man knows his cheese; Elminster seems to have a soft spot for the rat as well, and secretly quotes the book his namesake is from to the rat while sneaking him morsels

• The book that Ailmar’s name comes from is called “A Rat with Virtue and Knowledge” and Mavis cherishes it so much that she keeps it with her at all times; the pages and spine of her copy are well worn and loved, a plethora of notes scribbled in the margins that seem to show the timeline of each time she read it with new insight

⚬ on the front page is a handwritten note, eloquently done in tidy lettering - “For my Little Lightning Bug - Your Devoted Papa” - followed by a less-elegant inscription written below in a younger hand - “Property of Mavis Lytte” ⚬ the book follows the charming rat Ailmar and his journey learning from a hare named Virtue and their protective guardian construct named Knowledge after Ailmar is caught stealing apples from them and is cursed to never be able to take the one thing his heart truly wants - the heart of Virtue - no matter how deeply he falls in love through their adventures learning together

• Mavis is used to being alone or only with Ailmar these days, so she frequently mumbles to herself and gets incredibly embarrassed when someone overhears her and asks her who she was talking to, or even worse, to repeat herself

⚬ 95% of the time, she is just making a bad joke or pun - Gale tends to overhear and will chuckle to himself, but doesn’t mention it since she seems to get flustered when it gets brought up at camp by the others

• She has had a few relationships in her time traveling, but she always knew that they weren’t long-term and they were with her more out of convenience, and she just didn’t want to be completely alone despite not feeling emotionally attached

⚬ Mavis doesn’t talk much about them since she was more focused on her studies than the relationships, but she does mention in passing once that her last partner had told her point-blank that they found her too sentimental and that they “would never grow old together” before pressuring her to lose her soft side to toughen up and become physically stronger; while she will laugh as she denies that it affected her view of herself and her worth, her distant eyes tell a different story

• She always has snacks on her because she often forgets to eat when she is fixated on something; she is frequently found enjoying her favorite snack of apples in her tent while reading

⚬ there was maybe one time where Mavis got incredibly sick and nearly died at camp after eating an apple because she didn’t check the ones she picked up in the wetlands before seeing through the hag’s illusion - extensive notes reiterating how awful hags are and the importance of poison antidotes were made afterwards

• She has a few nicknames from people in her life:

⚬ Chipmunk by her mother, because of how she would stuff her cheeks with snacks growing up when she was engulfed in a new book or puzzle ⚬ Lightning Bug by her father, because of how frequently he would catch her using Dancing Lights to illuminate her late-night reading and her fascination with insects ⚬ Nightlight by her best friend [REDACTED], because of how she always seemed to pull them out of dark places when they needed it most

• While she isn’t very strong, she learned to use a mace sufficiently well at the temples she studied at because she enjoys how she can change the balance and force based on her grip position and uses gravity to help with her lower strength

⚬ after finding the Blood of Lathander, Gale makes a joke in the the Shadow Cursed Lands that Mavis is everyone’s Nightlight - the comment flusters Mavis immensely since she had not told him that that was her nickname growing up, and this causes her to nearly break the scrying mirror that [REDACTED] gave to her and have a devastating panic attack

• She keeps magic locks with an encrypted password on all of her journals, just to be safe

⚬ Mavis has removed [REDACTED]’s name from everything, since their name is the password to her journals ⚬ this is likely why Mavis doesn't really notice that Gale talks about Mystra a lot, nor mind his extravagant protocol to bring him back - she gets it

• After spending some time helping clean up from the events at Baldur’s Gate, Mavis properly reconnects with her parents and they finally decide to leave their community to move to Waterdeep and be closer to her; she opens up a semi-faux bookstore with her father, which they named “Lytte Reads” where most of the books are, in fact, not very light at all

⚬ the store acts more as a public library, where Mavis and her family have given up their collection of knowledge to share it with others freely - but if you ask really nicely and offer her something that she can woo her silly wizard fiancé with, Mavis may be willing to part with a tome or two; Dekarios weddings aren’t cheap, you know

• Mavis is extremely fond of flowers after spending so much time inside away from them while studying, and her favorite flowers are bellflowers

⚬ another name for bellflowers is Campanula - meaning “Little Bell” - and is actually her mother’s maiden name; because of this, her father crafted jingling jewelry for her mother in the shape of bellflowers so that it was easier for him to know if she was near, since he would find himself getting startled by her while reading due to how quiet her steps could be - he adores when he hears the jingles as her mother dances through their home ⚬ while not entirely interested in lavish weddings, Mavis is excited to have as many colorful flowers, including bellflowers, at their wedding; you know, once Gale and her can settle on a venue that will meet his standards

--- ✦  SONG

There was a boy - a very strange, enchanted boy They say he wandered very far, very far over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye, but very wise was he And then one day, one magic day he passed my way And while we spoke of many things - fools and kings - this he said to me: The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is just to love, and be loved in return - Nature Boy by Nat King Cole

--- ✦  MOODBOARD

[chaiwrote]

*mainverse information.

name ... clover d. iselda. moniker ... age ... 34, post-time skip.

species ... human. current location ... verse dependent.

hometown ... village in the north blue. education ... educated in numerous locations; the equivalent of a family who moved around places every two years, thus attending schooling at a number of schools/locations.

father ... tbd, unnamed marine. mother ... clover d. mavis, alive. sibling(s) ... none. pet(s) ... giant wolf, link.

close friends/family ... koby, trafalgar d. water law [complicated]. sig. other(s) ... donquixote rosinante (as plotted with Makenzi/weatherw1tch), verse dependent.

position/rank ... captain in the marines, operating in tandem with SWORD. affiliations ... SWORD, revolutionary army. goal ... finding the truth about ohara and taking down the world government. bounty ... skill(s) ... navigation/a natural sense of direction, windsurfing, mechanical repair, swordsmanship, archery, rock-climbing. chosen weapon ... her left arm houses a weapons system (a reloadable gun in her index finger, while the rest of the fingers can turn into blades, and a storage in her forearm for sea-stone tipped arrows. the metal is infused with sea stone in order to use it for offense and defense against devil fruit users), a crossbow strapped to her back, arrows stored in her arms.

faceclaim / reference image ... may calamawy.

eye color ... golden, like wheat in the sunlight. hair color/style ... light brown with natural highlights from time spent in the sun, curly and thick, hanging down to her lower back or tied up in a messy bun.

dominant hand ... originally, left but had to learn to use her right hand when she lost her arm. after being fixed with a prosthetic, she practices using her left once more, so now she can make use of both. though, she's now more used to using her right for writing and more delicate procedures and left for everything else. height ... 7'2.

tattoo(s) ... tbd. piercing(s) ... a variety of piercings on her left ear, only a couple on her right, tongue piercing, a left eyebrow hoop piercing.

marks/scars ... scar that starts from the right side of her bottom lip to mid chin, scarring at the edges of her shoulder where her arm was severed.

notable body trait(s) ... a metal prosthetic for her left arm.

abilities ... armament haki, observation haki, advanced use of four out of six rokushiki (soru, rankyaku, shigan, and geppo).

fears ...

trait(s) ... outspoken, cynical, suspicious/distrustful, antisocial, selfish, determined to a fault, sarcastic, jaded, excellent memory, always late, patient, self-sacrificing to a cause.

character tropes ... fate vs. choice, the cynic looking for hope, doomed character, no one can save me but me, guard dog-coded, trapped in your own morality, truth seeker, knight-coded, losing your identity to the cause.

in-world information / lore ...

born in the north blue to clover d. mavis, iselda is the grand niece of professor clover. though, she never meets him as her mother has been away from ohara on an exploration of the world for a few years by then. iselda's father is a marine who mavis nursed back to health after finding him shipwrecked and separated from his unit.

despite her wariness, the two fall in love and iselda is born. however, after seven years, her father wishes to return to the navy. holding onto her desire to travel the world once more and to continue her explorations, as well as the knowledge that as an oharan citizen could put herself and iselda in danger, they separate reluctantly.

on the island iselda is born, there's an oracle who reveals she knows mavis' secret as an inheritor of D. she foretells that iselda will bring ruin and chaos "at the appointed time".

iselda loses her arm at 10 years old after a traumatic event, involving bandits on an island her and her mother are exploring. the event results in her cutting off her own arm and nearly dying if it wasn't for the village's doctor.

while mavis' travels aren't with the purpose of finding information on the void century and even more so now that she has iselda, she finds important information regarding the poneglyphs and makes the decision to return to ohara.

on the way to ohara, the pair are shipwrecked and separated. iselda drifts for some time until she washes ashore on an island. the very same one where she'd lost her arm, and they nurse her back to help. she's about 14-15 years old at this point.

a few days later, the report about ohara comes in and she's struck with grief. her mother had shared brief truths about the island and their goal, but had emphasized this as a secret never to be revealed. days after that, they received the wanted poster for nico robin.

at 17 years old, the island is overrun by corrupt marines, seeking to extort money from the village and use the place as a secret base for their dealings. in the year that they occupy the town, iselda listens in on their dealings and hatches a plan to infiltrate the navy to learn more about the truth of ohara.

at 18, before she leaves to enlist for the navy--- as a show of gratitude to the town, she destroys the makeshift base and launches an attack on the marines left behind there while the others had returned to headquarters.

after successfully enlisting into the navy, she is first trained within a unit headed by sengoku, where she meets donquixote rosinante, but shortly thereafter is transferred to be trained under monkey d. garp.

she rises through the ranks to captain, but stops there as she doesn't want to owe more "loyalty" than she needs to do the world government.

she's deeply affected by the death of donquixote rosinante, dropping off the grid for several months before returning to the navy to fulfill her original purpose and to exact revenge on those responsible for his death.

she later joins SWORD --- on a mission with them, she comes across the revolutionary army. from there, she begins to help the army using the navy only in name.

by this time, she meets monkey d. dragon and learns of the inherited will of ohara. (more on present arc tbd).

possible in-world connections ... iselda's world is very open to interacting with anyone, whether pirate, revo army, marines, canon and oc alike. specifically, nico robin, trafalgar law, monkey d. garp, monkey d. dragon, koby, kuzan, doflamingo, etc.

additional information/plot points/tidbits ...

iselda is often late or just on time. she has been left behind a number of times and stranded on islands, needing to seek passage to her destination. she's also late to meetings, appointments, etc.

she pretends to have a bad memory. in reality, she has an excellent memory.

she's deeply conflicted by her position in the navy. regardless of her goals and her reasons for being there, iselda recognizes the conflict it presents to her own nature + belief system.

she has a casual obsession with being a D inheritor. although, she has come to realize that the path she has taken will likely result in her death, some part of her wonders if the reason she hasn't died yet is because the will of D hasn't yet found her death's purpose.

[itssokiee]

Smudged Happiness: Chapter 6/7

Previous Chapter

Chapter one

An: I combined chapters 2&3 so that’s why the chapter numbers will be off. If you already saw chapter six posted, this is the next one

Lucy finds out just how sheltered her private school really was. Turns out, when it comes to illicit substances, she was the odd one out.

Gray becomes weary of the new girls frequent texts, while Erza receives irksome texts of her own.

Mavis finds her new year enthusiasm is already fleeting.

Igneel finds a way to piss off both the Dragneel Brothers

All before first period.

The next morning, Lucy sat in silence on her way to school. Her driver sensed the dampened atmosphere and let Lucy sulk in peace. All she could hear in her head were echos of last nights screaming match. The thought of returning home after school filled her with dread.

After an eternity, the wheels finally slowed to a stop at the front of the school.

“Thanks for the ride. And I’m staying after school today, I have a club meeting after school. I’ll text you when to come,” Lucy said weakly.

Now I have to actually find a club.

Truth be told, she was procrastinating going home, before school even started. Lucy walked through the hallway in a daze, lost in her thoughts. On instinct, she arrived at their usual morning hang out spot.

“Hey Lucy! Sorry about last night!” Erza called out.

“Hey yeah, me too,” Gray said sheepishly, “we just both got caught up with our clubs seems like.”

“Oh it’s cool, Zeref tools is back to their place,” Lucy said. Then she frowned. With all the chaos that ensued yesterday, she hadn’t yet processed her initial bother. “Hey did you guys know that he like, you know… smokes weed? And also Mavis too?” She asked nervously looking around. It felt taboo to say aloud.

“Yeah? Who hasn’t?” Gray said causally.

“UH ME?” Lucy cried before putting her hand over her mouth.

“Uh me neither,” Erza said annoyed.

“Hehe but she sure can’t hold her liquor,” Mira chimed in. Erza’s faced matched her hair.

“Yeah I am really going to start pulling back,” Erza said embarrassed, “I can’t go through that again… and I can’t even remember most of it…”

“And I’m not going to tell you,” Mira sang.

“What? You guys do that stuff too?” Lucy said in disbelief. Nobody had ever done anything like this at her old school. If your skirt was even an inch too short, it was immediately met with a reprimandment on your file.

“I mean, you go to a public school now,” Gray said, “Standards and rules are just kinda overlooked as long as you’re not obnoxious about it.”

“How we didn’t do anything like that last year?” Lucy said confused now. Were they meeting up and purposefully excluding her? She felt a pit in her stomach.

“I mean, I guess we kinda just do really do that stuff together. None of us really have a supplier - so we just do it when available. Like I only ever get lit with my team because Ultear has a fake ID,” Gray explained.

“Yeah, the only time I ever drink is when student council throws a party after the anual debate competition,” Erza said, “Or Mira invites me somewhere.”

“Yeah, the only one of us who could have an easy supply is Natsu but he’s not really into all that stuff. I guess also since you hang out with him the most, makes sense we never did that stuff together,” Gray said.

“Yeah, we don’t really have the means,” Erza added.

“Can’t relate!” Mira giggled, “Cana, Laxus, and I all have fake IDs. We even went out clubbing once. But Erza is too goody to have one.”

“GRAY YOU BASTARD!”

Natsu ran down the hall screaming. He screeched to a halt in front of Gray, getting in his face, “WHAT THE HELL GRAY! WE WAITED FOR YOU FOR LIKE 45 MINUTES LAST NIGHT!!”

Gray stood up, meeting Natsu at eye level. “Well dickface, I was about to apologize, but now, I’m gonna beat your ass,” Gray retorted.

“Oh you wanna go? Bring it dumbass!”

“Oh you’re on!”

“Need I remind you, student code section 6 page 4 - fighting on school grounds is forbidden and grounds for suspension,” Erza said menacingly. She shot a hard look over at them.

“Yes Ma’am!” They both said backing down.

Natsu sat down and started to frantically scribble out some homework, while Gray started texting on his phone.

Erza looks over at Lucy, “Hey, the student council is throwing a party next Friday. Do you want to come?”

Lucy froze. On one hand, she was rather curious about the experience. It was so different from her usual schooling. It felt like a rite of passage. On the other hand, she knew there was no way her father wouldn’t find out and ruin anything. And the idea still freaked her out.

“No thanks, but thank you for the offer,” she said. The bell went off and they began to disperse to class. As Lucy walked away - Natsu caught up to her.

“Hey sorry about last night, I understand if he made you uncomfortable,” Natsu said.

“Oh no, Zeref didn’t make me uncomfortable-“

“What? No not Zeref! My dad! After he came in, you ran out,” Natsu said taken back.

“Oh, it’s just that… that car he described… that was my dad…” Lucy stammered.

“Oh.”

“I got to get to class,” Lucy said.

“Hey what’s your fourth period, I’ll walk with you to lunch. You can tell me what happened,” Natsu said.

“Alright I’ll text it to you.”

~

Gray felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He didn’t even have to look at his phone screen to know that the new girl Juvia Lockser sent him another text. She had been texting him quite a lot since their meeting 12 hours previously. Like a lot.

He slid into his desk while reaching in his back pocket to read what she wanted now.

Juvia (swim): Hey what are you doing during lunch period today?

Gray liked his swim team life and normal life separate. Besides he’d feel like a dick because of Lyon.

Gray: I have to attend a study group. But you should totally ask Lyon he mentioned he was free.

Juvia (swim): oh okay

Gray held his breath for a few seconds. When another text didn’t go through he sighed with relief.

~

“Hmm yeah, probably don’t text him again til at least after lunch. You don’t want to seem too clingy,” Meredy said looking at Juvia’s phone.

“I probably already do,” Juvia said anxiously.

“Okay maybe like wait until he approaches you first at practice today. Show him that he needs to come to you,” Meredy replied.

“Okay, I’ll try.”

~

Erza was taking out her laptop to prepare for class, when she noticed a text message pop up.

Devil Himself: guess who asked Mavis to host this year’s student council party?

Seriously?!

Erza was class president, meaning she represented the entire Junior class. She won re-election all three years. Seniors don’t have a class president, instead they were the student council president. This means Mavis is now the student council president, and as such, she has the honors of choosing who hosts this first party.

Of course Jellal would ask. Erza can’t win. Jellal was the head of the fundraising committee, which of course made all the girls fawn over him even more, as he helps raise money for homecoming and prom. During dance season, countless girls flaunt themselves over him. No doubt even more so this year, because as a junior, he can ask someone.

So infuriating

Erza: as if I’d walk through the gates of hell

~

“So Mavis? Are you down?”

“Huh? Sorry?” Mavis snapped out of her daze and looked over at her green eyed friend. He was sitting on his desk with his feet resting on the chair. Their friends were scattered around them looking at her waiting for a response. She looked back at him. His eyes always pierced through her mind sending her back into reality. He frowned.

“Mavis are you even listening? We’re going to the lake after school. You coming?” Yuri asked impatiently.

“Oh well-“

“Don’t tell me you have plans! We’re your friends too, ya know,” Precht said cutting her off.

“Besides summer is going to end soon! Let’s go while we can,” Jenny said.

Mavis and her friends usually met up in their first class, since they were all in the only honors historical literature class. Usually they all arrived pretty early, to start planning their day, but Mavis rolled in barely on time.

“Hey and while I have your attention, where were you this morning? hour car was still here when I left, and when I got to school - it was still in the same spot. Funny thing was, I couldn’t find you,” Warrod questioned.

“I got a ride home yesterday…”

“Mavis, you’re coming end of story,” Yuri said, “You literally saw him last night and today, you won’t die from half a day apart.”

Just as the warning bell rang, Mavis got a text.

Jellal: so mavis, will you let me do the honors and let me host the student council welcome back party?

Oh right. She was the student council president now. Well at least this was one decision off her plate.

Mavis: omg yes! So exciting! Let me know the details ASAP so I can text it out to everyone! I’ll also send out a sign up sheet for handles.

Wow I sound fake.

~

Lucy walked into her first period class and was relieved to see a familiar face.

“Levy!”

“Lulu!”

Lucy took the seat in front of her. “I’m so glad we have class together again!”

“Me too Lucy! Good to know at least one other person will have a brain!” levy said giggling

“Hey I was wondering, do you think I can sign up to be one of those tutors? I know I qualify for Literature!” Lucy asked hopefully.

“Really! That would be awesome! Just meet at the a library after school today, and I can get you started!” Levy said excitedly.

The bell rang and class began.

~

“Alright well, that’s attendance taken care over. Go ahead and start reading chapter 1. Or at least pretend to. I’ll be at my desk,” the teacher said as she sat down and opened her book.

Zeref didn’t even bother to put away his phone, much less even take out the book. Hell, he didn’t even know if he owned it. A text slid in.

Mard Gear: you going to all ur classes today ?

Zeref: fuck no

Mard Gear: meet at spot during sixth

Zeref: bet

He then sent another text:

Zeref: be there 30

Wendy: I’m sorry

Zeref: don’t be

Damn bastard Igneel won’t wake up to take Wendy to school.

Whatever, it’s not like Zeref was missing something important. Hopefully I can force myself to come back before third period…

Who was he kidding. He wouldn’t.

[lovejeziel]

09/11/2024

I had a good day today.

Went to City Hall to submit requirements for the position I applied for last freakin MARCH! I actually thought they wouldn't accept me anymore because they said during the face-to-face interview that they already had people to fill this position, but I'm glad they gave me the chance now. Praying I'd be hired. It's funny because I was with my son Mavi and when we got there, they were saying "Hi" to him and Mavi was waving and giving flying kisses to the staff and in my head "MURA MAG MAYOR AH HAHAHA" because everyone he meets really liked him so much. Buyag buyag gyud!

Anyway, after that we went into my old office. Visited my previous co-workers and had a good conversation with them. Ang daming chismiiiiis! We also went into a coffee shop and had more chismis there.

There was this one topic about a certain person who I had a fight with last year because I suspected him of being the sumbongero sa HR. He actually caused chaos and even my boss didn't even believe me when I told him that this person was ruining relationships between me and my other co-workers, especially the HR. He called me plastic in our GC, the audacity eh mas plastic siya! Glad he was kicked out by the company, he deserved that kind of karma. After niya kong siraan.

So ayun, don't mess with me. I have proof that those people who've caused me pain, got their karma's in the end.

KAYA WAG AKO BES!

[acacia-may]

⭐️ for something about Fairy Tail 💖

Hi there, friend! I hope you are doing fantastic! Thank you so much for your ask. I am so sorry it has taken me a while to respond. I've been so scatterbrained and all over the place lately due to poor health and the chaos of irl, but I would absolutely love to share some director's commentary on one of my Fairy Tail fics.

In "The Jam Problem," there are bunch of recurring jokes about Mavis and Zeref, specifically her appreciation for his abs. It's all very silly (and not meant to be taken seriously at all 😅😂), but it is a reference to an ongoing joke that my sister and I had when we were watching the Fairy Tail anime that Mavis was just really, really into Zeref and his abs (since in the anime, the camera which is in Mavis' pov zooms in on Zeref's abs when they first meet). I'm pretty sure that the line about them "glistening" was a direct quote from some "Mavis thought subtitles" we were joking around about in that scene where they first meet in the woods. One of my favorite things about getting to watch anime with my sister is that we do make these ongoing jokes like this, and it's always so much fun to get to incorporate those into my fics sometimes. Cheers!! 🥰

[selenityshiroi]

The Fairy Tail 100 Year Quest manga has increased my desire to have Mavis and Zeref haunting the Guild Hall a thousand fold.

Like, sure, an eternity of rest with the one they love is nice and all (as is a possible second chance in a ‘maybe we’ve been reincarnated’ ending).

But having Mavis continue to haunt the guild hall (as a real ghost this time) with a ‘no fucks given and no holds barred’ attitude would have been awesome. And then to have her accompanied by her spirit husband, who happens to be the one person who freaks everyone the fuck out (even though he’s somehow just this soft boy who runs around giving hugs to his and Mavis’ spirit children and fawning over his baby brother) would have been COMEDY GOLD.

Beta Heaven was cool and all (my heart absolutely didn’t go soft at the thought of Natsu calling Zeref nii-chan and meeting his nephews...it didn’t...shut up) but THAT COULD HAVE BEEN REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.

[celestialflamesme]

FAIRY TAIL NEXT GENERATION

FINALLY!! I'm going to begin writing a complete series about FTNG (do not ask when I will finish, that is up to the anime gods)

I NOW DUB THEIR GENERATION: THE FAERIES

And now for the reveal...... Here are my OCs (credit to@kkumri for a few of these character names and personas and for being 14 year old me's hero!!!) Nashi Layla Dragneel

Parents: Natsu Dragneel , Lucy Heartfilia

Magic: Fire Dragon slayer and Celestial Requip Mage (also known as Swiper for her ability to teleport zodiac weapons straight out of the hands of the zodiacs)

Age: 22 years She's overall the friendliest and most confident person you'll meet. Sometimes a little too stubborn for her own good though. She'd walk through hell and back for her friends, but is hesitant to ask for help, because she feels she is a burden, as untrue as it is. She loves reading like her mom, and missions involving patterns, spells and puzzles are her favorite kind.

Storm Ur Fullbuster

Parents: Gray Fullbuster, Juvia Lockser

Magic: Ice Mage, Weather Manipulation Mage

Age: 22 years He's almost as reckless as Nashi but at the same time, he's as calm as they come (which is more than what he can say about his siblings) and has the world's worst sweet tooth. He can be counted on to make a reasonable decision, and is the first person his friends go to for advice. He'd take your secrets to the grave. His food is to die for.

Gale Metalicana Redfox

Parents: Gajeel Redfox, Levy McGarden

Magic: Archive Mage

Age: 23 years Twin to Genesis Redfox. He's the brains of every operation and can be counted on to produce blackmail info on any of his friends. He's a secret romantic, and once in a while one can find him and Nashi hunched over, discussing crazy theories over milkshakes. He will end your universe if you hurt any of his friends. He plays the guitar like his dad (only infinitely better).

Genesis Lily Redfox

Parents: Gajeel Redfox, Levy McGarden

Magic: Iron Dragon Slayer

Age: 23 years She's the crazy one of the group and is always on the lookout for chaos. She and Nashi together make up FT's Demolition Duo, with the record of most number of buildings destroyed in their pocket. She's the shortest Faerie (damn her brother for abandoning her!) and can kick butt and take ass like no other. She is ridiculously good at playing the drums.

Reiki Simon Fernandes

Parents: Jellal Fernandes, Erza Scarlet

Magic: Requip Mage

Age: 22 years He's the most responsible (and daresay, terrifying) Faerie. He loves training with his friends and has a big heart. He doesn't break rules persay, but a loophole or two never hurt anyway, although most of the time he's forced to string along on the gang's crazy shenanigans to check on them. He is a bear-hugger (and spine-cracker) and is sometimes very oblivious to the things right in front of him.

Kai Makarov Dreyar

Parents: Laxus Dreyar, Mirajane Strauss

Magic: Take Over Mage

Age: 24 years He is S-class but seldom found in the guild as he prefers being alone in his apartment (if only, but unfortunately Genesis and her exceed Frankie seem to consider it their second home) He is very protective of his guild and even in long absences, somehow knows everything that has transpired in the guild and with his friends (Gen is to blame) He takes S-class missions with Gale and Gen sometimes.

Nova Mavis Dreyar

Parents: Laxus Dreyar, Mirajane Strauss

Magic: Lightning Dragon Slayer

Age: 22 years She works part-time at the guild bar with Asuka after she turned 18. Loves scrapbooking, bopping to music and matchmaking. Sweetest of all the Faeries like her mom, always manages to get dragged into Gen and Nashi's crazy schemes (more than often, she's the ring leader but shh, nobody has to know...) Her hair frizzes up whenever she's upset (perks of being a lightning slayer, ugh.)

[darter-blue]

And now for some stucky fluff...

Read it here on ao3

Or part one, two, three, four on tumblr

Bucky’s sense has left him. It left him somewhere back on the dance floor. Maybe even before then.

It’s entirely possible that in fact he’s never had any.

He spent too long talking at Steve about particles… about soulmates… about whatever it is that's happening between them. And by some miracle, Steve is still listening, still looking at Bucky like he’s interesting, like his words mean something. And Bucky needs to harness that. Needs to grab at it before it slips through his fingers.

So he quits his yapping. He grabs Steve and he pulls at him again, marvels at the complete lack of resistance there, at the way Steve just follows him. When he dares to look back over his shoulder, Steve is still there, still staring at Bucky as if he is something wondrous. Somehow not tripping, or faltering, despite not watching at all where he’s going and or paying any kind of attention to the people or the noise or the chaos of the casino around them.

Steve’s eyes are only for Bucky.

Even as Bucky pulls them through the garishly painted doors. Even as Bucky leads him into madness.

Bucky turns away from Steve to face forward, to push clear of the doors and let them swing closed behind them.

It’s much quieter in the chapel.

Bucky sweeps his eyes from right to left and takes in the pastel pink walls, the blue ribbons along the pews, the couple chatting at the top of the aisle. One dressed as Elvis - white jumpsuit and cape, big hair, sunglasses, guitar flung over one shoulder, not slim, but filling out that jumpsuit nicely all the same - the other wearing a hot pink t-shirt that reads ‘we will wed you’ in white lettering across the chest and a fifties retro polka dot skirt.

They both look up as Steve and Bucky enter.

‘He-ey,’ the man dressed as Elvis says, smile and eyes widening as he looks past Bucky and up and up to Steve, then back down and up again. One eyebrow raising in slight disbelief, no doubt, at the existence of such a perfect being.

Bucky can’t blame him.

‘Welcome, welcome!’ the woman in hot pink says, coming forward, arms outstretched, ‘hello boys!’

‘Hello,’ Bucky says, smiling at her exuberance, and her very excellent blond bee-hive up-do, and slows to a stop about halfway down the aisle.

‘Ma’am,’ Steve says, affability dripping from the buttery smooth tone in his voice, coming to a stop on Bucky’s right.

‘Oh, you two look like a match made in heaven!’ the woman says, stopping a few feet from them, she holds up her hands and makes a frame with her fingers, placing Bucky and Steve in it and looking through at them with one narrowed eye. ‘Oh yes. Beautiful, beautiful.’

‘Uh…’ Bucky starts, and falters. At a loss for exactly how to proceed.

He looks up at Steve and Steve looks down at him with an encouraging smile, slides an arm around Bucky’s waist and squeezes him closer.

‘We umm… do we have to make an appointment?’

‘You two?’ the woman says, eyeing them both up and down, ‘no appointments necessary, come come come.’ She spins around and starts heading towards Elvis, checking back to make sure Bucky and Steve are following her, ‘Come with me, I’m going to take care of everything.’

‘Okay,’ Bucky says, looking up and Steve and shrugging his shoulders.

Steve laughs and squeezes Bucky tighter, walking them down the aisle together. ‘How do you make everybody fall in love with you like this, Buck?’

‘Me?’ Bucky says, laughing and shaking his head at Steve. As if Steve has no idea of the kind of magnetism he’s exuding. The uncanny resemblance he has to a greek god.

‘Yes, definitely you,’ Steve says, ‘People are never this easy with me.’

‘I am,’ Bucky says truthfully. Everything about Steve screams home to Bucky. Screams safety and happiness. Bucky couldn’t be anything but easy with him.

‘Yes you are,’ Steve says softly. Squeezing Bucky again. He’s going to have to stop doing that, it's so warm, his arm is so strong, his hand is so big, Bucky feels encased by him. It’s dangerously addictive. Bucky wants to lean into it and let himself go.

But, actually, why can't he? This is a chapel, they are about to leap into the craziest decision Bucky has ever made in his life... So Bucky does lean into it. Lets his side press into Steve, lets them fit together like a solved puzzle.

‘Okay boys, we have some forms, we have some catalogues,’ the woman says, gesturing them into a room off to the side of the chapel, ‘I need you to put your decision making hats on, okay? We have about thirty minutes before the next couple comes in and I want to slot you right in, yes?’

‘Okay,’ Bucky and Steve say together, nodding their heads.

‘Good, good. So take a look over these, sign them, pick your rings and I’ll charge them all to your room. You’re staying in the casino right?’

‘Yes,’ Steve says, moving forward before Bucky can answer, ‘Charge it to my room, please.’

Steve starts pulling out his wallet, shows his identification and takes the pen the lady offers him, and Bucky watches with a sort of fascination, as Steve becomes completely in control.

‘Steve Rogers,’ the woman says with a smile Bucky doesn’t understand. Knowing, familiar. ‘I’m Mavis, it’s so lovely to meet you.’

‘And you,’ Steve says. He opens his arm out to Bucky to gesture him forward, and slides it around Bucky’s shoulder when he gets close enough. ‘This is Bucky.’

‘James Buchanan Barnes,’ Bucky says, holding out a hand for Mavis to shake, ‘pleasure to meet you, Mavis.’

‘Oh well you are just the sweetest thing,’ Mavis says with a chuckle, her cheeks blushing, ‘absolutely adorable.’ She pushes a catalogue towards Bucky, ‘Find your rings, darlin’ while Steve here fills out the paperwork. I just need some signatures from both of you and I’ll set up everything with Larry over there,’ she points to Elvis who waves back at them from the altar, ‘while you pop out and find yourselves a witness.’

‘Can’t you be our witness, Mavis?’ Bucky asks. He doesn’t want to unpack the kind of recklessness that it takes to be getting married in a seedy casino wedding chapel and needing to nab random strangers to be their witnesses.

‘Oh of course I will, darlin’ boy, but you need two. And Larry is the officiator, he can’t be a witness I’m afraid.’

‘It’s no problem,’ Steve says, looking up from the paperwork and handing Bucky the pen, ‘You sign these and pick out the rings, Buck, I’ll go grab somebody.’

‘Ahh... sure,’ Bucky takes the pen and watches as Steve takes off on a mission, ‘I’ll just… pick out my wedding ring from this plastic catalogue…’

‘Okay,’ Mavis says, bustling about in the small room and not watching Bucky at all, ‘Here are your complimentary t-shirts,’ she pulls some material from a storage box under the counter, ‘here is your album,’ Mavis plonks a hot pink vinyl photo album right next to Bucky’s ring catalogue, ’and here’s your notepad.’

‘Notepad?’ Bucky looks at Mavis and then down at the small notepad, blue and pink and with a vegas sign as a watermark in the background.

‘You might want to jot some quick vows down, honey.’

‘Oh.’

It occurs to Bucky, as he looks down at his coloured notepad, at the ring catalogue on laminated sheets of pink paper, at the t-shirts Mavis has put down for them on the counter, that this is perhaps a terrible mistake.

And then he looks a little closer at one of the rings on the last page… plain white gold (plated, he’s guessing) flat bands with an inscription on the inside that reads, ‘For we are but two halves, together whole’ and wonders if in fact it's the opposite of a mistake.

What if this is fate?

‘Bucky, I found somebody,’ Steve comes tearing back into the chapel followed by a dazed looking man, wide eyed and smiling, looking up at Steve as if he just met the messiah. ‘This is Scott.’

‘Hi Scott,’ Bucky says, dragging the man’s attention away from Steve, ‘thank you so much for doing this.’

‘Are you kidding?’ Scott says, beaming back up at Steve, ‘for this guy? Anything.’

He looks starstruck - Bucky can totally understand where he’s coming from.

Scott is absolutely bouncing on the balls of his feet, ‘You are a lucky guy, Bucky.’

Bucky looks at Steve, who is looking worriedly between Scott and Bucky, reminding Bucky momentarily of a confused puppy, and has to wholeheartedly agree.

‘You still sure about this, Buck?’ Steve asks, puppy dog eyes kicking into full gear.

Bucky can’t help but smile. ‘I um… found these I sort of like,’ Bucky says in lieu of an answer, pointing to the picture of the rings on the laminated page, ‘what do you think?’

Steve looks down at them, at the inscription decsribed underneath the picture and looks back up at Bucky with the softest, sweetest smile. ‘They look perfect.’

‘Yeah? You think so?’

‘I do.’

And Bucky’s heart melts. He feels the warmth of it spread right through his chest.

‘Perfect!’ Mavis cries, swooping in to grab the catalogue and disappear into the chapel, yelling back ‘get yourselves to the altar boys!’

‘I guess we ah… head out there?’ Bucky gestures over his shoulder with his thumb, to the altar, ‘let me just um…’ he jots down a few lines and then rips the page off and hands the notepad to Steve, ‘for your vows.’

‘Ahh…’ Steve looks adorably terrified at the notepad Bucky has just handed him and looks over at Scott who is smiling at both of them now.

‘You guys look good together,’ Scott says, grabbing them both around their biceps and pushing them together, ‘this is really special. Thanks for letting me be a part of this, Cap.’

‘You’re welcome,’ Steve says, calm but bemused as Scott’s hands keep squeezing.

Bucky looks up at Steve and then back at Scott who almost seems to be tearing up.

‘You guys know each other?’

‘I wish,’ Scott says, shaking his head with a laugh, ‘what a dream this night has turned out to be.’

And Bucky can’t help but laugh. It’s just crazy enough to be perfect for this evening. ‘For you and me both,’ Bucky says. And Scott squeezes his arm a little tighter. ‘We even have this t-shirt for you.’

Scott takes the t-shirt Bucky offers him reverently. ‘Viva las witness,’ he says with awe. ‘This is amazing.’

‘And for you, sir,’ Bucky says, handing one to Steve.

‘Thank you, Buck’ Steve says, standing back from them both to pull off the button down he’s wearing.

Bucky can’t stop the gasp that escapes as Steve’s shirt slides down his arms to reveal the wide expanse of chiseled porcelain perfection underneath.

Steve smiles at Bucky’s no doubt slack jawed expression but Bucky can’t look away. It’s… a lot. IKt’s more muscle than Bucky has ever seen on a real live person. Toned and smooth and carved out of marble.

What is Bucky getting himself into?

Steve is pulling the pink ‘groom’ shirt over his chest and down over his washboard abs and Bucky has to hold his hand back from reaching out to touch him, to slip his fingers under the soft material of the t-shirt.

‘Your turn, Buck,’ Steve says, staring at Bucky with one eyebrow raised, handing him the blue shirt.

‘Uh-uh.’ Bucky shakes his head. 'Nope, not after that,' he waves his hand in the direction of Steve's chest, 'no thank you.'

'Buck?'

'I don't look anything like that.'

'Nobody looks anything like that,' Scott says, his eyebrows still at his hairline.

'Scott, could you give us five minutes?'

'Yeah, I'll just…' Scott backs out of the room and towards the altar, 'let me choose you some music. Be right back.'

'Bucky,' Steve steps closer as Scott disappears, 'you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with.'

Bucky lets him closer, but doesn't move.

'But this,' Steve puts his hands to his giant pecs, nearly breaking through the t-shirt, 'this is not what makes me, me.'

'I know,' Bucky tucks his hair behind his ear, nodding his head 'I know that.' He does know that. But it’s hard to not be intimidated by his perfection.

'And as beautiful as you are,' Steve says, reaching out to take Bucky's hand and hold it, put it up against Bucky’s chest, 'this isn't what makes you, you.' Steve presses the finger of his free hand against Bucky’s forehead. 'This is, Buck. This is you, yes?'

'Yes.' And it’s true. He forgets that sometimes but it’s true.

'And it's amazing, you're amazing.'

'I am?' Is he? Bucky doesn’t feel amazing. He feels like he’s just scraping by most of the time.

'You are.'

Steve is looking down at him with so much affection, Bucky knows it’s not a line. It’s what Steve really thinks.

'You are too,' Bucky lifts his own free hand to touch Steve's forehead, 'you're so lovely.'

Steve leans in as Bucky traces his hand down to his cheek and rests his forehead against Bucky's. 'You don't have to wear the t-shirt, Bucky,' Steve says softly, running his hand through Bucky’s hair, 'You don't ever have to do anything you don't want to do.'

Steve's hands on him are like a balm. They radiate care and calm, and they speak Steve's truth.

Bucky’s insecurity washes away. He wants to be part of this. He wants to be all in. 'I do want to wear the t-shirt,' Bucky whispers, 'It's cute.'

Steve laughs and almost snorts. 'It's perfect for you.' Steve nods. 'Want me to give you some privacy?'

'No,’ Bucky doesn’t want Steve to go anywhere. ‘No I want you to help me.’

Bucky takes Steve’s hands in his own and places them gently at the hem of his t-shirt - faded and worn and washed too many times, all the more comfortable because of it.

Steve slides his hands up under the hem and over the bare skin above Bucky’s waistband, dragging the tips of his fingers across Bucky’s stomach. Bucky breaths in a sharp gasp of air as Steve’s thumb runs over his hip bone.

‘Gorgeous,’ Steve sighs the word, his breath on Bucky’s lips, he’s so close.

Bucky lifts his arms to let Steve run his fingers up further, taking the material of the shirt with him and lifting it slowly over Bucky’s head. He runs his hands back down Bucky’s chest, fingertips burning into Bucky’s skin, charged and electric.

They slow at Bucky’s stomach, sliding around the smooth, slightly rounded softness of Bucky’s waist to settle on his hips, rubbing circles over the bone with his thumbs.

‘Beautiful,’ Steve whispers, ‘you’re perfect, Bucky.’

‘Thank you,’ Bucky whispers back. Not because Steve has said it, but because he’s made Bucky believe it.

Steve’s nuzzles closer, reaching up to kiss his lips against Bucky’s forehead, Bucky settles his hands on Steve’s chest, up to Steve’s shoulders and around his neck-

‘Showtime boys!’ Mavis says, bursting into the room and then throwing a hand over her eyes as Steve and Bucky jump apart, ‘Oops! Sorry, but you need to get your sweet little butts out there, we’re running out of time.’

‘Yep, sorry, sorry,’ Bucky grabs for the blue t-shirt, ‘Elvis said we do’ plastered across the front in bright pink lettering, ‘coming right out.’

‘Better late than never,’ Mavis says with a wink to Steve and Bucky laughs at the blush that creeps into his cheeks.

‘Shit,’ Steve writes quickly in the notepad as they both hustle out to the altar, Scott off to the side pairing his phone with the sound system as ‘Fools rush in’ starts up over the speakers and Larry-Elvis smiles down at them as they move into position on either side of where he stands a step above them.

Steve tucks the notepad into his pocket and shuffles his feet. Bucky stands straight and reaches for his hands, pulls them into the space between them, holds them there, safe between Bucky’s own.

‘Welcome folks,’ Larry-Elvis drawls, ‘We’re gonna keep this short and sweet, I as a certified official in the state of Nevada, do preside over these two young men, to bring them together in holy matrimony-’

Steve catches Bucky’s eye and bites his lip. Bucky can only look back and try and keep from vibrating out of his skin.

‘-James Buchanan Barnes, did you have some words for Steve,’

‘Ah, yep…’ Bucky says, grabbing the torn out page from the pocket of his jeans, ‘Ah, Steven-’

‘-Grant,’ Steve says quietly.

‘Steven Grant Rogers, somehow it feels like I’ve known you forever. Somehow I feel like tonight I have met the kindest, most wonderful man in the world.’

‘It’s so true,’ Scott says quietly from behind them, and it makes Bucky smile.

‘Whatever brought us together, whatever force has drawn us to each other… It feels like fate, Steve. I think maybe you’re my person.’

Steve is nodding, smiling, he squeezes Bucky’s fingers.

‘And Steve?’ Larry-Elvis asks, ‘did you have words too, son?’

‘Yeah I…’ Steve doesn’t reach for his notepad, he looks at Bucky and squares his shoulders, lifts his chin, ‘James Buchanan Barnes, my heart knows you. However our particles have danced together through time, I found you here and now, and I’m going to hold on for as long as I can-’

‘Oh, god,’ Scott sobs behind them.

‘-I think you’re right about fate, Buck, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life, just being a part of yours.’

‘Beautiful!’ Mavis cries, running over with the rings, ‘Rings boys, time to wrap it up.’

Bucky has to smile at the chaos, at Steve’s face as he bites his cheek and tries not to laugh. He checks back at Scott to see him taking video of the ceremony and hopes that he can watch this in the morning, sober, and remember how light his heart is right now.

‘That was beautiful, Steve-Steve Rogers,’ Bucky says leaning in to whisper.

‘You’re beautiful,’ Steve says back and they smile at each other like idiots as Mavis hands them their rings and the song fades out on Elvis singing about falling in love. It couldn’t be more perfect.

‘You may kiss the groom, fellas,’ Larry says with a sweeping hand, ‘I now pronounce you husband and husband.’

And all of the noise fades away around them as Steve steps in, brings their joined hands up to their chests and reaches down to rest his lips against Bucky’s.

‘May I?’ he whispers against Bucky’s mouth.

‘Fuck yes,’ Bucky whispers back, and Steve laughs as he closes that last tiny distance, presses his warm lips softly to Bucky’s and opens them just enough to fit their mouths together.

The tenderness of it has Bucky in freefall.

He sighs into the taste of Steve’s lips, the luscious sweep of them against Bucky’s, and Steve has to let go of Bucky’s hands to reach around and grab him, take Bucky’s weight where he has dropped into Steve’s hold, pressing deeper into the kiss as he does, opening wider to it, gently nudging his tongue against Bucky’s and Bucky pushes back, licks softly into Steve’s mouth, sucks at the plumpness of his bottom lip, reaches his hands up around Steve’s neck and holds on.

The bang of the confetti canon has Steve snapping back up to standing, pulling Bucky with him and wrapping his arms around him, as if to shield him. Looking up and then back at Bucky as the coloured paper rains down on them.

Bucky can't help huffing a happy laugh at his husband. His husband.

‘Congratulations!’ Mavis and Larry-Elvis and Scott all cry from around them, but Bucky’s world is all and only Steve right now. The crystal clear blue of his eyes, the rose of his cheeks, the sharp nose and pink lips, and the look of absolute adoration on his face.

‘Wanna get out of here?’ Bucky asks.

Steve smiles even wider, ducks his head to kiss Bucky again, slow and soft and sweet and whispers into Bucky’s mouth, ‘I do.’

It’s perfect.

[skylights2000]

Switch! (Gundham x Fem! Reader) Part 7

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Music poured softly from the speakers as you drove home. You’d stayed late at the workshop to finish up a dresser that was being picked up tomorrow. The sun was setting, turning the sky a lovely shade of purple.

You were finally starting to get back into your routine, with a few exceptions. Sonia and Gundham came by to drag you out of your house at least once a week. Sometimes, they just randomly came over to hang out.

Sure, you hung out with them before. You were friends, after all, but you weren’t as close to them, especially not Gundham.

You were almost thankful for the whole switching places thing just because it finally broke down the wall between you two.

It felt like you really were friends now, not just awkward acquaintances. Not to mention, it brought you closer to Sonia too. You found that you actually had more in common with each other than you thought.

You’d both grown up mostly by yourselves. You were in an orphanage, and Sonia’s parents were always busy, so she was raised mainly by her governess, Sarah. You both had felt out of place in your own countries and found a real home here in Japan.

You both shared a strange fascination in the supernatural, though Sonia was the one that actually ventured into it. That was actually how you met Gundham.

Sonia had called you one day, saying she found ‘a master of the dark arts’ that she wanted you to meet. That’s how you were introduced to the mysterious and eccentric Gundham Tanaka.

Looking back on it made you smile. You never could’ve guessed the chaos and good memories that would follow that meeting.

You were knocked out of your thoughts when you reached your house. You parked in the driveway and got out. Winter was coming, and it was cold outside. You were making your way up the little path that led to your front steps when you noticed something.

“Is that..blood?” You crouched down to inspect the red stains on the concrete. The second you did the coppery smell of fresh blood hit you. Then you noticed something else. It wasn’t just that one spot. There was a trail of blood leading up your front steps.

You hesitated before rushing up the front steps, only to freeze completely at what you saw. There was a dog on your doorstep, it’s fur matted with blood.

“Oh shit.”

~Time Skip Brought to You By My Lazy Ass~

You’d called Sonia on the way, and after very frantically explaining the situation, you asked where Gundham lived. She gave you his address and said she’d call him to let him know you were coming.

Sure enough, the second you got there the front door burst open. You wasted no time carefully lifting the dog out of the passengers seat.

“I patched her up as best as I could, but I wanted to make sure she’s gonna be okay. Please tell me she’s gonna be okay.” You pleaded, already on the verge of tears.

“Come inside.”

You nodded and followed after him quickly. Neither of you spoke as Gundham checked over your work on the wound. After a minute, he gave an approving nod and looked to you.

“You did well, mortal. This hellbeast-“

“Mavis.”

“Excuse me?”

“Her name is Mavis.”

He blinked several times, wondering if he’d imagined that. “You..named her?”

You nodded awkwardly. “I was panicking. It was something to calm myself down.”

Again, he stared at you for a moment before looking back to Mavis.

He cleared his throat. “She will thrive again once she has healed. For now” He got to his feet and guided you into the kitchen. He turned on the sink and turned to you, motioning to your arms, and you suddenly realized how crazy you must look.

Your forearms and shirt were smeared with blood, and you moved to the sink. Gundham disappeared for a minute, and you washed your hands and arms, watching in a grim kind of fascination as the water ran red.

Once you were done, you dried your arms and straightened up. You heard footsteps approaching you, and when you turned around, Gundham stepped through the kitchen doorway.

“Here, you may wear this.” He held out black sweater to you. “Some mortals will make accusations if you traipse around covered in blood.”

You thanked him as you took it, and he turned away from you so you could swap shirts.

The sweater was big on you, falling off one shoulder and dipping just below your collarbones. You rolled the sleeves up until you could at least see your fingers. It was warm and soft, and you smiled as you thanked him again.

He turned to face you again before pausing. He turned on the sink long enough to dip his fingers under it before turning it off again.

“What are you-“

He held your head gently and ran his thumb across your cheek. While he was occupied, you just looked at him. You’d always been fascinated by his eyes. When you first met him, you assumed he wore contacts, but no, his eyes were really like that. You’d heard many people call them strange, but you found them weirdly beautiful.

You found Miu’s words coming back to you.

“How do you feel about Gundham?”

You weren’t lying when you said you’d never thought about it, but now that you were thinking about it, you couldn’t help but wonder, as well.

How did you feel about Gundham?

You felt something brush your leg, and when you looked, you found Mavis sitting beside you, tail brushing the floor as it wagged. You smiled and crouched down to pet her. “Hey there.” You greeted her happily. “How ya feelin’?”You giggled when she licked your face.

“What tribe did you belong to?”

You stared up at him for a long moment, eyebrows drawn together in confusion before your eyes lit up. “Oh! Are you asking if I’ve ever had a pet?”

“I believe that is how the mortals refer to it.”

You smiled and went back to petting Mavis. “I used to have a dog. My foster mother, Hinako, got her on the same day that she adopted me. We grew up together, but she passed away a while back.”

Knowing she was gone still stung, but you had so many good memories with her that you couldn’t help the way your heart warmed. “I wish you coulda met her. I think she woulda loved you.”

Maybe he sensed your sadness, but Gundham crouched down beside you, petting Mavis gently. “I see she was very loved.”

The words were enough to bring the smile back to your lips. “She still is loved.”

Gundham had a soft kind of smile on his face. It was just barely there, but it was somehow the most genuine smile you’d ever seen from him.

“Hey, can I ask you something kind of personal?”

He shot you a curious glance before nodding.

“What happened to your father?”

He paused, hand hanging briefly in mid air before he resumed petting Mavis. “He was slain in a car accident.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

He just waved his hand dismissively. “Do not be. I do not miss him.”

“Huh?”

Gundham’s expression turned stony, his eyes glowing coldly. “He was cruel to my mother and I.”

You hesitated, wondering if you really wanted to push, but you wanted to know. You wanted to be there for Gundham. “Was he..?”

You didn’t have to finish because Gundham knew what you were thinking.

“Yes. He was abusive.” He admitted somberly.

Your hand stilled in Mavis’ fur. “...So those scars on your arms and shoulders..Were they from him?”

“So you saw them.”

It wasn’t really a question, but you nodded anyway. He sighed softly.

“Yes, they were his doing.”

You felt tears well up in your eyes, and they slid down your cheeks before falling to the floor. You lunged at him and wrapped your arms around him, effectively knocking him backwards.

He stiffened up, but you didn’t let go, and eventually, he curled his arms around your waist. He patted you softly on the back until your crying died down to little sniffles, and you pulled away, wiping at your eyes.

You smiled bashfully, feeling a bit embarrassed by your outburst. “Sorry about that.”

“There is no need to apologize.” He assured you. “It was..nice.” He murmured, so quietly that you almost didn’t hear it.

You quickly realized that you were practically in his lap, and heat flared in your cheeks. Suddenly, there was fur in your face as Mavis burrowed in between you two, licking Gundham’s face before moving to lick yours too. You burst into a fit of hiccupy giggles, almost falling over from the weight of it as you got up.

You held out your hands to him, and when he took them, you pulled him up with an amount of ease that surprised him.

“You are stronger than you appear.

You raised your chin and grinned playfully. “Don’t mind me. Just the female Hercules.” You flexed very dramatically, and it was well worth it because Gundham laughed. Not the maniacal laugh or that deep chuckle. This was a full blown, unrestrained laugh, the kind that made your shoulders shake and your eyes water.

You just stared at him in complete awe. “Damn.”

At first, he thought you were disgusted by his laugh; then, he raised his eyes to find you grinning wider than he’d ever seen. Your eyes seemed to shine when you smiled like that. They crinkled at the edges, turning into little crescent moons.

“You have a beautiful smile.”

He didn’t even realize he’d said it out loud until you flushed and looked away from him, smile turning shy.

“Th-Thank you.”

He felt his own face reddening, so he quickly changed the subject. “Do you wish to keep her?”

You looked down at Mavis and did something that surprised him.

“What do you wanna do?” You asked her.

To your surprise the fluffy white dog stood up on her hind legs, placing her paws on your stomach, her tail wagging wildly behind her.

You grinned and ruffled her fur, planting a kiss on the top of her head. “I’ll take that as a yes, okay?”

Mavis barked happily, earning a giggle from you and a satisfied smile from Gundham. He always loved seeing an animal go to a good home, and when he remembered the terrified look in your eyes as you held Mavis, he knew she would thrive in your care.

[musekicker]

Oh thanks! Could you tell me about your AU where Blitz has kids and gets taken/kidnapped? (unless I'm remembering the au wrong ff)

A bit long so under a read more.

You remember the main Blitz has kids au right (the Blitz raises the kids au is different in that he has the kids but never gets kidnapped for all those years and raises the kids.) is mainly the idea that Blitz has kids (two of three of them I wave away how it happened with hell magic.) but gets kidnapped before he gets to meet them and they are raised in various different ways but find each other years later and eventually find Blitz together, being kept in a lab.

Here's a nutshell version of the kid characters, including Moxxie and Millie's kid.

Glitz: Blitz and Verosika kid. and the oldest out of the three. Needs to be the center of attention and dramatic. Not at all a good singer despite being a pop star (lip synchs, and everyone know she does but just don't really care.) but is a actually good song writer. She and Kalamity ague all the time.

Orpheus: Blitz and Stolas kid, middle child. very owl looking like except the horns and tail, and his feathers are more brown. He doesn't live with or know Stolas is one of his parents for his own safety. In normal version of the au has a very rough and lonely child hood (cult and attempted attacks on his life involved.) and was on his own until he eventually met his siblings.

Very mellow and loves to read.

Kalamity: a Blitz and Striker kid (going with the idea before the stuff that went down Blitz and Striker had a moment that lead to Kalamity) and the youngest. Basically feral dust woman who ended up raised by a outlaw gang that she ended up running herself until her ex girlfriend took over and left Kalamity for dead.

Kalamity and Glitz always arguing. And later Kalamity has a girlfriend in Mavis (a millie/Moxxie kid.)

Jack and Jill: These ocs came along later so not as well engrained into the main Blitz has AU, but show up more in the Blitz raises the kids au.

Basically they are Blitz/Robo Fizz kids and they are chaos twins. Jack wear black overalls and Jill wears green overalls, often with a multicolored tulle tutu.

They go around causing chaos and show up or leave when they just want to. No one always knows what their up to.

Mavis: Millie and Moxxie daughter. Smart and deadly, good at both chemistry and guns. Loves to info dump on both topics and is generally pretty bubbly. She and Kalamity become girlfriends.

[stasammenarchive]

🎰 !!!!!

Send 🎰 for me to put our muses into a random list generator then post the first five as potential ships!

JANE PORTER x MAVIS DRACULA

i mean........... i don't hate it LMAO at the very LEAST there's a fun interaction to be had between these too. young englishwoman meets local vampire.. what chaos to be had!

SOPHIE HATTER X KAYLEY

oh............. listen i don't HATE it. i think it could be cute actually.... i'm kinda just holding this one softly in my hands

MILO THATCH X LADY JULIANA

I'M........... me, sitting here with my fingers linked together: HM. look i'm just saying they could be friends if anything.

TADASHI HAMADA X HONEY LEMON

.................... i mean yeah, list generator. yeah, i know. i'm biased. this is supposed to be funny though. stop calling me out...

NANI x AUDREY RAMIREZ

i'm just gonna look at this with eye emojis for a little while..... because listen i'm not against this.. not at all.

[kenbean]

Decided to also post my Twisted Wonderland ocs on tumblr as I did with my twitter, but I’m not done finishing the other 9 ocs from Pomefiore, Ignihyde and Diasomnia. This post is accompanied by the character/item that they are based off of.

Heartslabyul Students:

Mavis Rosalba (1st Year / 16): The primadonna of Heartslabyul and often a victim to Riddle’s Unique Magic from how arrogant and spoiled they’ll act in regards of the dorm’s rules. 

Cathan Plaire (2nd Year / 17): Cathan is a happy-go-lucky guy with a golden heart, but immensely naive. He often gets picked on for being gullible and always falling for the same trick twice. He has a crush on Riddle, and gets nervous around him.

Elio Flores (3rd Year / 18): He’s a rather laidback student with a usually tired, stoic expression. He’s not often seen around in the dorm, choosing to lounge around in the grass and play a bit of his guitar. He’s quite an enigmatic presence.

Savannaclaw Students:

Dilan Aslan (2nd Year / 17): A follower and fan of Leona, he tends to play Devil’s advocate among his peers, enjoying the chaos that ensues as he slinks into the background. Unfortunately, he’s found himself having a crush on Ruggie.

Liron Allegri (3rd Year 18): Despite the sly look in his eyes, Liron is an honest, bashful dreamer, who enjoys nothing but running laps under the beautiful starry sky.  Boaz Felinus (3rd Year / 19): The always reliable orderly Boaz tends to wander the halls; he is often pointed out as a student willing to give a helping hand to other students, even those outside his dorm. He’s often referred to as a hall monitor in search of students who need help. 

Octavinelle Students:

Lux Seaver (2nd Year / 17): Lux enjoys nothing more the harmless, simple pranks and slacking off from time to time. With his childish charisma, he is often surrounded by people laughing and joking around with him.

Sorrel Ashengrotto (2nd Year / 17): As the younger twin brother to Azul, he has fair share of the limelight as he goes around hoping to do evil deeds, which never work to his favor. If anything, Sorrel does more good than evil with his deeds, fueling his petty inferiority complex.

Uri Strand (3rd Year / 18): With only those piercing red eyes shining through his opaque sunglasses, Uri is often mistaken as an intimidating person, even in his own dorm. In actuality, Uri is a gentle giant with a quiet voice but accompanied by his scary looks.

Scarabia Students: 

Maram Farid (3rd Year / 18): Maram is often described as competitive person, hating to be outsmarted by fellow peers. He is known for the sharp tongue and slight edge he carries with those he interacts with. Very few people have gotten to see the soft-hearted young man that resides in him.

Amasa Nader (2nd Year / 17): Amasa, upon initial meeting, can be egotistical with the way he strides around as if he owns the place, holding his head up high. He is someone who keeps to himself with an uncompromising attitude that is followed by strict moral codes. Despite his introverted nature, Amasa does little things to assist his fellow Scarabia peers.

Vardan Golshan ( 2nd Year / 17): People often mistakes Vardan as a rather active person for his radiating face, but that image easily shatters itself when he can be found napping in class or around school. He can be a tad arrogant about his memory, often relying on it to remember key points in the lecture and passing with flying colors.

[damonalbarn]

Yes, yes, yes, finally!!!!

Press release:

Gorillaz today announce a brand new feature documentary film titled GORILLAZ: REJECT FALSE ICONS, directed by Denholm Hewlett and available in cinemas worldwide for one night only on December 16th.

Released in partnership with Gorillaz Productions, Eleven, Trafalgar Releasing and Warner Music Entertainment, GORILLAZ: REJECT FALSE ICONS documents life in the studio with Gorillaz co-founders Damon Albarn and Jamie Hewlett; producers The Twilite Tone of D /\ P, Remi Kabaka and James Ford; as well as stellar roll call of featured artists including Vince Staples, Jean-Michel Jarre, De La Soul, DRAM, Pusha T, Peven Everett, Little Simz, Jamie Principle, Yasiin Bey, Bootie Brown, Cheick Tidiane Seck, Graham Coxon, Pauline Black, Zebra Katz, Danny Brown, Ben Mendelson, Kelela, Jehnny Beth, Hypnotic Brass, Junior Dan, Shaun Ryder, Mavis Staples, Sidiki Diabete and Noel Gallagher.

In his debut feature, director Denholm Hewlett followed the band’s every move for three years, covering the making of two critically acclaimed albums, ‘Humanz’ and ‘The Now Now’, as well as the band’s most ambitious world tour to date encompassing dates across Europe, North America, South America and Mexico, bookended by its own Demon Dayz Festivals in the UK and US. The result is the first ever all-access immersive journey into the world of Gorillaz and its extended family – featuring never-seen footage, where the virtual meets the real – to capture the wondrous chaos of life under the watchful eye of Murdoc Niccals (bass), Noodle (guitar), Russel Hobbs (drums) and 2D (vocals).