#mention of serious injuries

[prokopetz]

I wonder if any adaptation has ever seriously entertained the "Watson fought in a war overseas, suffered a disabling wound, was discharged, came home, had a bunch of adventures with Holmes, recovered from that wound, re-enlisted, fought in a second war overseas, suffered a different disabling wound, came home again, and just never mentioned the second war in any of his memoirs because he didn't think it would interest his readers" solution to the Sherlock Holmes timeline conundrum.

[adiduck]

Chapters: 1/8 Fandom: Top Gun (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Pete "Maverick" Mitchell Characters: Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Tom "Iceman" Kazansky, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Sarah Kazansky, Tom "Iceman" Kazansky and Sarah Kazansky's Children - Character Additional Tags: Past Sarah Kazansky/Tom "Iceman" Kazansky - Freeform, Mentions of Cancer, Serious Illness and Recovery, Serious Injury and Recovery, Hospitals, Disability, American Sign Language, growing older, Complicated Relationships, Fathers and their children, Slow Burn, get-together, Slice of Life, Warning: Author Is Easily Distracted By Planes Summary:

“You have a fractured left scapula, left humerus, right radius and ulna near your wrist, and thoracic vertebrae ten, eleven, and twelve,” Doctor Oliean said, glaring at him like he’d done this on purpose. “You’ve also sustained a hairline fracture to your right femur, and micro tears to your right achilles tendon and left ACL, as well as extensive bruising along your torso and hips. I have no idea how you are walking at all.”

“Ah,” Maverick said. “Honestly, when you put it like that, neither do I.”

(Or: There are consequences to ejecting twice in the span of two very, very long weeks. Maverick deals with them. Ice, recovering from his own bout of nearly fatal pneumonia, inserts himself like he always does.)

If you can walk away from a landing, it's a good landing. If you use the airplane the next day, it's an outstanding landing.

—Chuck Yeager

And here we are! The end of one leg of this journey (writing it), and the start of another (posting it for all of you!) It took me nearly a year to the day to finish the first draft of this and then another week and a half of editing before I felt confident beginning to share it. I want to give a VERY HEARTY thank you to my betas: Yoshifan456 for the overall readthrough for understandability (especially for non-native English speakers), Firecracker_aka_Teaminator for the very thorough scrub (especially the open battle conducted against my commas), Henley for the down and dirty plot thread tracing and advice on where to fill in and how to adjust my flow (as well as holding my hand through the great ‘smile’ purge of June ‘24), and Serie11 for the absolutely essential cheerleading throughout this entire journey, and for the quick initial scrub of Part 1. I love you all, this fic would not be half as good without you!

This fic is complete, and will be posted every other day. There are eight chapters. I hope you have as good a time reading as I did writing!

[simmyfrobby]

What are your top 3 nhl teams with the best vibes?

ooh ok. yea. fun. love this. im going to declare all my biases upfront: im a pens, bruins & wild fan so obviously my nr 1 is:

minny

they have flower. they have kaprizov. they go on homoerotic little holidays together. they have two deweys and one foligno. their captain is pretty and everyone is short. every game is somehow embarrassing. even if they win. especially if they win. 11/10 cant lose.

nr 2: philly

i dont follow them or root for them but i will have nightmares about the dog mask every day for the rest of my life. also they made drysdale come hang out w them during the all star break and that was cute. also the conga line. hardass coach but we stay silly. 9/10 solid vibes.

nr 3: yotes

jason zucker lives there.

[pfhwrittes]

a soap and isla drabble for the daemon au below the cut

"ye can't ignore me forever, isla." soap sing-songs, reaching out to flick at isla's dark ear. she huffs and pointedly gets up from the sofa in the rec room to flop on the floor, facing away from him. soap nearly smirks at her dramatics, his highly-strung other half of his soul.

"c'mon bonnie girl." soap whines, more doglike than the belgian shepherd that shares his soul, and stretches out into the vacant space, nudging his toes into the sable fur of her flank. there's a zing of irritation down their bond and soap has to fight to keep his face neutral.

soap pokes at her again, and again, and again, jostling her over and over until finally isla whirls around to click her teeth noisily mere millimetres away from soap's medical boot.

"steamin' jesus, ye nearly had my entire leg off there!"

"well stop bein' such a wee cunt then!" she snaps, her lips curling away from her teeth in a snarl.

"i'm no' bein' a cunt!" johnny defends himself, "i'm just bored! ye ken what it's like!"

isla grumbles and gets up to pace a circuit of the rec room, her teeth chittering quietly as she lopes in circles from exit to exit.

soap sighs noisily and starts tapping a rhythm on his thighs.

christ, how the fuck is he gonny survive another three weeks of this?

[spinchip]

Turn You to a Colder Summer

(a/n: I wrote and edited this during my breaks at work, don't judge my grammar mistakes too harshly hehe)

(Warnings: frostbite (descriptions of numbness), violence, blood, injury, torture, mentions of past self harm, mouth trauma, threat of potential death. Kai does not have a good time, but he lives. The Ice Emperor is a Bad Guy)

(Wordcount: 2600)

Cold fingers drag along Kai's cheek in painful friction, ice crystals cracking and cutting into his skin like nettles as the hand arcs up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind his ear. The Ice Emperor's eyes are uncanny where they piece Kais gaze- black sclera where there should be white, burning electric blue where there should be warm sky, little flecks of gold that shift in and out of existence in the glow of the ice spires around them. No love. His expression is blank but not in the way Zanes usually is. It's cruel, clinical, and coldly detached.

Kai is bound in the floor, laid sideways to avoid the throbbing agony of brushing his frostbitten shoulder along the too-cold stone beneath him. That mark is hand-shaped, pressed brutally into his skin with a purposeful touch because Zane's ice couldn't get past the fire in his blood normally, not without excessive force or access to unlimited power. The ice blocks binding his arms behind his back and his ankles together don't sink frost as deep as when the Ice Emperor had torn him from his friends with an iron grip around his bicep. Their ambush failed. They were trying to escape, back through the tunnels Krag had shown them but he hesitated to follow, a part of him wanting to try and succeed where Lloyd had failed and draw Zane from the tyrant wearing his face. Kai knew better, he knew he couldn't get caught.

But he did, and now the Emperor is crouched over him with strange eyes and snowflakes trickling from his palm.

"He's not himself." Lloyd had said after stumbling back into the village- he’d left to look for the land bounty and had stayed gone three days, "If he catches you, he'll kill you." He promised, the sash from his ninja suit rewrapped tight over his belly and stained with his blood. The Staff of forbidden spinjitzu had a blade, after all. The Emperor was not afraid to use it. It was pure luck Lloyd had avoided the thick of the blade and hadn’t dropped his guts on the throne room floor.

To further prove his point and to save a life, he'd been dragging behind him a girl with each of her limbs encased in ice and delirious from blood loss, her mouth smeared with red where she'd coughed up bits of her lungs. He’d tapped her- just a tap against her sternum, the barest of hits that she’d nearly dodged, and he’d pushed ice into the delicate capillaries lining her lungs and frozen her blood half solid. The first breath she’d taken after had been agony, the second had torn. Akita. Lloyd had to tell them her name because she had passed out not long after arriving in the village- and when she tries to speak she was too out of it to form the right words. The blood flooding in her mouth wasn’t any help, either. Her body gave out once they began to chip her limbs free of ice, exhaustion claiming her. She was holding on to her life by a thread. Zane had done that.

No, the Ice Emperor had done that. It was an important distinction.

Kai, who'd just gotten his power back- the weak flicker that it was- had gone and gotten himself caught by the man.

The Ice Emperors eyes cut paths along his face, searching for something he knows is there but can't quite place. He'd been pacing around Kai for a long while, agitated and upset as he stared daggers at his prisoner. The frost on the edge of Kais cold and chapped lips reminds him not to speak. The Emperor has no qualms about forcing his silence. At first he’d thought the man was guarding him, too worried about the threat his powers might impose to regulate him to a typical cell under the palace. He was wrong. The Ice Emperor has no fear of him at all. Now he's so close Kai can smell oil, tracing burning cold lines into his skin as if finding the right path across his face will reveal what he's looking for.

Kai prepares for the eventual question. He also prepares for the scenario where the Emperor asks no questions and freezes his heart in his chest, but he hopes it doesn't come to that. He imagines what the Ice Emperor might ask- what the part of Zane still alive in him might push him to ask. There's no doubt that Zane still lives, because if he didn't the Emperor would have no reason to take any interest I'm him at all. He'd have been dead ten times over. Maybe he'll ask who are you? Or how do I know you? Or how do you know me? And Kai can explain to him that he loves him, he loves him, he loves him and that will make everything okay. It will. It has to.

Another long moment passes where the Emperor is crouched over him searching. Kai searches him too. Looks at everything in hope of finding the piece of the puzzle he can use to slot everything back into place. He's wearing completely different robes than he was before he was struck by the staff, white and gray and hand embroidered with diamonds made to glitter everytime he moved. His armor is growing fractals of ice in a messy, unkempt way. There's a patch where the icicles have been meticulously chipped away, but that chore was dropped and now they've been left to grow rampant. His face is dented and there's a patch of ice that's holding his jaw in place- an ugly crack from the corner of his mouth, a gap, and Kai can see where the connection between his mandible and skull has been snapped. The lopsided frown makes the break even more apparent.

The hand on his face is covered by a pure white glove. The hand on the staff is bare other than a thick case of ice, and Kai can see clear through it to the mess underneath. The titanium casing on his hand has been split apart to reveal his skeletal structure below. Kai has spent enough time in Jay and Nyas' mechanic lair under the monastery to have at least somewhat of a grasp on the basics of Zanes parts, so he knows what he's looking at. More specifically, he knows what he's not looking at. Wire- important wires, the ones Nya complains about because they have to special order them and they take ages to come- are missing. Not torn out, but neatly trimmed down near his wrist. The structure boning for his pinkie is gone, removed in the same clean fashion. There's more- Kai only knows so much, but he can tell the machinery underneath looks far more barren than a few wires and bone. Lloyd told them about the message in that cave, where he'd tried to fix the mech.

Kai can see it clearly in his mind. Zane, desperate and alone, taking the edge of a ninja star and sliding it along the near Invisible seam holding the casing of his hand together and shoving, cracking the connection points until it pops clean off. He and the mechs used the same type of wiring, after all.

The Emperor's voice is quiet when he speaks, the unfamiliar deep grit softening in the question meant just for the space between them, "Why do I hate you so much?"

Kais heartbreak over what might have happened in the cave stalls, every part of his mind thrown off rhythm with a question he never would have guessed he'd be asked. He can't articulate a response because he can't understand why Zane would hate him, and why that emotion would be leaking out into the Ice Emperor now.

"Zane-" He starts before his mouth is sealed shut with a layer of ice. Brain freeze hits first, sharp and cruel and like an icepick up through the roof of his mouth. Frost invades his mouth and glues his teeth together, crawling halfway down his throat. It hurts all the way to the roots of his teeth and he thrashes on instinct, bouncing his head off hard stone before he can control his reaction. Every part of his face hurts. There's a terrifying moment where the ice spreads over the back of his throat and seals off his sinuses and he's certain the Emperor has finally decided to kill him by suffocating him to death.

But the ice recedes almost as quickly as it came, though the Emperor keeps his hand over Kais mouth as a reminder not to slip up again. That was worse than the first time he'd done it, Kai doesn't want to know how bad it might be next.

The Ice Emperor's face is terrifyingly blank, a mask that gives absolutely nothing to Kai, so empty it scares him more than anything he's done so far. The interest in his eyes has fractured, and underneath is a hatred that makes the black of his pupils seem darker.

"You and your friends," his voice is still gentle, chillingly calm, "I hate all of you so much. I do not know why, but I do. I want to punish you."

Kai’s heart is jack rabbiting in his chest, beating at his ribs as adrenaline floods his system with nowhere to go. Fight or flight and he can't do either.

He takes his hand off Kai's mouth, "Speak." He orders.

Kai is woefully unprepared, stumbling over himself to try and come up with some way to remind Zane who he is. Lloyd told him that Zane said he loved them in his goodbye video. Why did that change? Was it the staff corrupting his mind? But the staff can only feed feelings that were already there. Did some part of Zane, some small part, really hate him?

"You're sick," he tries, his tongue darting out to try and wet chapped lips but its been hours since he's had a drink and his mouth is dry, "The staff is altering your mind, Zane. This isn't you. We're all friends! We love you!" He isn't above pleading and he pours desperation into each word, "You have to remember! I love you!"

The Emperor tilts his head inquisitively to the side as his expression flickers along the edges. Kai still knows Zane well enough to pick up on the minute changes- not a hint of it is kind. Whatever Kai said picked something loose, but not enough. Not enough. The light In his eyes changes but not in any way Kai can understand. He presses his finger to Kais mouth and seals it with another layer of ice, stopping his words. The air is thick, fraught with a tension so strong Kai can barely breathe through it. The Emperor looks at him. His eyes are so dark. He can still see Zane in everything the man does.

"I waited for you," the Ice Emperor speaks slowly, sounding out the sentence as if reaffirming its truth. A piece of Zane, just a sliver- a curiosity for the man crouched before him. It's a feeling, a certainty of a grievous crime, "And you never came."

It's bone chilling hatred.

It's betrayal.

Kais heart drops through his stomach and cracks to pieces on the icy floor. No no no-! He can't wrench his jaw free of his muzzle but he tries desperately to. He tries to scream, to howl and pour heat into his mouth- fire reacts to his devotion to his family, rushing through his body but again Kai is not enough.

We didn't know! We couldn't have known! We came as soon as we could! He thrashes on the floor, tries to bash his jaw down to shatter ice. He wants to grab the Emperor by the shoulders and shake shake shake him until his head pops off. I would have torn apart the sixteen realms to get to you! He's crying and the tears sting where they drip down his face. I would do anything!

He slumps, boneless and sore where his skin bruises on stone. He's thirsty, he's starving, and he's so so cold. The fire flickers out of him back down to an ember, faint and comforting if not much else. He blinks the wet from his eyes and sees the Emperors white white robes are stained with blood at the bottom. Above him, the tyrant moves.

Kai pushes himself back, the reality really sinking in. He was going to die here. No! he couldn't! He couldn't let Zane do this because when they got him back- and they would get him back, Kai has to believe that- he would never forgive himself. His back hits a pillar of ice and he looks around wildly, trying to figure out some way to get out of this, a smoking gun, a dues ex machina- anything! To stop what's coming.

He can do nothing. He squeezes his eyes shut as the Ice Emperor cups his cheek gently- but there's no ice stabbing into his brain, no agony of a literal ice pick lobotomy. The Emperors thumb wipes away an errant tear. A heartbeat passes before Kai hesitantly looks up at him.

The Emperor's face is still and serene, "I am not going to kill you, Kai." There is a moment of relief, even an inkling of hope before the chill comes.

It seeps into his skin from the Emperor's hand, down down through his face- It pours like slush through fat and muscle, cutting through his cheek to burn his gums and freeze the nerves in his teeth. It gets colder. Kai tries to dislodge his hand but the Emperor jerks forward and slams him down, holding his head against the stone floor as he pours ice into his blood faster, more brutal. Kai can't scream, his jaw locking against the bite of frost. It gets colder. It burns like the road rash he’d gotten the first time he’d wrecked his motorcycle, but a million times worse. Pain overwhelms all of his senses until he forgets how to breathe, hyperventilating and trying miserably to suck in enough air through his nose. His mouth is still sealed shut, he can't get enough air- he can't- His vision flickers with black spots.

It gets colder.

Feeling stops, numbness spreading like a balm over dying nerves. He stops struggling, taking advantage of the respite to catch his breath. His chest hurts with how hard his heart beats. His head is spinning. He looks up at the Ice Emperor with exhausted eyes and finds no pity, and especially no mercy. As Kai had struggled and sobbed in agony, he’d watched it all happen. He’d just watched. Kai is aware of the hand in his face by pressure alone, feeling blissfully gone.

The Ice Emperor takes his hand away.

He lays there and breathes, a tingling feeling spreading over his cheek. Pins and needles that turn sharper and sharper. With the loss of cold, feeling creeps back in and Kai is slowly aware of every inch of dying skin the frostbite has decimated. It hurts- it hurts like nothing he's ever experienced. He can't comprehend the pain, his mind blanking out as the blood roars in his ear. His vision goes gray at the edges as he struggles to stay awake. He can't pass out- he has to bring Zane back. He has to. He can't let him hurt the others. He can’t fail him like he did with the fight against Aspheera. Kai has to be enough. Please let him be enough.

The Emperor cards a hand through Kai's bangs, deceptively gentle as he wipes sweat slick hair off his forehead.

"I want you to suffer."

[hpdculture-is]

HPD culture is being glad you have enough unique childhood trauma so you don’t have to lie to get people’s attention

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[spidey-official]

ouchie ouch ouch I got a blister on my foot from some crappy shoes that I've been wearing as civilian!spidey and ouch ouch ouchie don't recommend fighting against criminals in a spandex suit with blisters owwwwww

[possessed-nia]

as someone who read dramatical murder i am very much scared of the "horror" and "serious injury" warnings in touchstarved

[technoxenoholic]

instead of magical healing that can poof your severed limbs right back into existence a la terrified abled person's ableist fantasy of reassurance, i think following the rule of "you can't create something from nothing" and the basic common sense of "if you try to reattach a limb which has already started to rot then you are going to have to deal with the consequences of having a rotting limb" has a lot more potential for storytelling (even aside from the question of ableism, which is obviously a big and important question to be asking and answering about/within your setting, but other people have said it better than i have the spoons to say it)

modern medical science can reattach a digit if it's been disconnected only very recently, but it will never have its full original functionality again. mobility and sensory capability will be limited. and i do think magic should be a little more powerful (because that's kind of the whole point of magic in a story), but not by too much, so maybe if you magically reattach a larger limb straight away (like within the same time frame as for digit reattachment surgery, a few hours or up to a day at very most if it's been kept cool and protected enough) it should successfully reattach, but that limb is never going to work the same again, just like a reattached finger in real life won't. those nerves and blood vessels and tendons and muscle fibers and everything else have been severed, and that's going to leave an impact after reattachment even if the limb in question hasn't deteriorated any!

and if it has already started to deteriorate just don't do it. don't invite gangrene into your life. c'mon now. Gangrene Can Fucking Kill You.

[poughkeepsies]

I was /not/ here for the early days of the coma buck theory, I'm curious what bits of foreshadowing people were clocking, or what bts stuff was tipping people off? Also, have they ever before hidden someone being in serious danger right until the episode airs? Like, we saw plenty of clips/stills/bts that told us someone was getting hit by lightning and that it was probably Buck. I assumed they always showed these things in promos and sneak peeks

for the coma theory, I believe its @loveyourownsmiilee who clocked all the clues first and she also did it early on in 6A which is what's really insane about how fast the fandom came up with the coma theory (I remember in one of the post-ep interviews for 6A the interviewer asked kristen what she thought about the fan theory that buck was gonna end up in a coma and she was like "...no comment" which I found beyond hilarious). but yeah coma buck started because juju and the others noticed oliver's absence in bts during filming and then the bts of him wearing the coma dream outfit which looked super out of character and the other bts of him wearing his recovery outfit and being scruffed, which I believe was the main part of it.

as for the if they hide someone being in serious danger I mean I've only been watching live and in the fandom since the post 5B hiatus so my only experience is with karen and then buck but they definitely didn't try to hide it during those times once it came to promoting the episode. I believe I heard we also knew Eddie was gonna be shot but that could be wrong cause I also heard the shooting scene caught almost everybody off-guard. considering the absolute lack of promo for these last couple episodes tho I wouldn't be surprised if we didn't know about someone (cough christopher cough) being in serious danger.

[amplexadversary]

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[scream-at-a-whisper]

I'm not sure exactly what's happening, but I'm starting to realize that you can always bounce back no matter how hard you fuck up. You can fail out of highschool and still be alive decades later to smoke a cigarette in my garage while you tell me how you got your PhD. Overdose on heroin and grow up to watch the sun dance across the sidewalks. Check yourself out of the psych ward and become a lawyer. Something something, wounds turning into faint scars against a tapestry of stars.

[nimbasamedical-train]

Beware the Blood Doctor

During the 2 year (meant to be 4 ) service as combat Medics / Field Medics in a small war as part of training in way of medical practice , Emmet was severely injured and not by an accidental hit , the attack was planned by the enemy , Emmet took a chest full of shrapnel and Ingo had to perform in field surgery on his brother when he got them to safety .

Now attacking medics or doctors in a battle field INTENTIONALLY or as aggressively target like so is extremely TABOO unless that Medic activity makes the first move but the twins never did as their job was to heal and save lives.

So Ingo once he got his brother stable and safely out of harms way , LOST it , he was always known for his patience, kindness,compassion and PROTECTIVNESS of others ,ESPECIALLY HIS BROTHER.

After leaving his Indeedee assitant with Emmet for protection he pulled out Chandilure and actively hunted down those who harmed his dear brother , with his blood stained hands and coat ( Emmets blood) he trudged across the field having enemies be burned alive by Chandilure though he gave a command not to kill cause he would feel horrible having his precious partner burden with taking lives , no he just wanted the soldiers to feel and KNOW the aching stinging pain in his chest as he saw metal fly into his brothers chest.

Anyone who tried to actively attack Ingo he pulled out a -bone saw- it’s frankly a outdated tool for emergencies only and he used it as his weapon , he spilt a LOT of blood that day , he didn’t kill though , every wound he inflicted was just to cause pain to unleash his anger and fury, he knew EXACTLY where on people’s bodies to inflict wounds that looked worse than they are and DRAW blood leaving trails and he would knock out anyone who didn’t stand down or faint from blood loss.

This earned him the name the Blood Doctor.

[quibbs126]

I’m thinking more about the “cartoon show about the Ancient descendants starring Princess Cookie” thing I offhandedly mentioned and I just wanted to share some ideas concerning it

In my head, it’s probably closest to the She Ra reboot, but I’m not sure how much since it’s been a few years since I’ve seen it. But the main character is less Adora and far more so Glimmer. And also we don’t exactly have a big cast of royals to work with

So there’s Princess as our main character and Knight as her bodyguard/love interest/best friend (at the very least Knight starts with a crush on her, whether that gets reciprocated or changes later on is up to you I suppose). She lives in the Hollyberry Kingdom with her parents and an absent adventurous grandmother(I mean absent like she is in the game, not so much she’s a deadbeat. Just imagine this setup like the game)

Custard III is pretty much the team baby and is basically like a younger brother to Princess. The plot probably starts with Princess and Knight meeting him and learning he’s the descendant of Pure Vanilla Cookie, king of the long lost Vanilla Kingdom. Not sure what the plot would entail but this seems like the best starting off point for a show. Other than that, Custard III probably lives in the Hollyberry castle with Princess, since he has nowhere else to go

As for Dark Choco, well it depends whether you want him as part of the main supporting cast or not. If he’s part of the hero group, I’d say make him his Young Prince version, and he’s the oldest member of the group and by proxy most experienced, but he still has things to learn. He’s a family friend and already part of the group at the start. Not sure why he’s a frequent cast member but whatever. He’d be the older brother type and probably the group’s main/best fighter. Also he has issues with his father that would probably get worked through throughout the show

If we’re going with him being like he is in current day, then he starts out as part of the antagonist group, but he eventually leaves and gets his redemption arc, possibly via the power of Princess’s trust and friendship, eventually becoming part of the group but more as an older mentor/uncle figure

Though I’ll be honest, with the first scenario I have this neat idea of Dark Choco losing his eye in this series, where instead of how he does in canon, he loses his eye defending his friends, in some sort of scenario similar to the prom night rescue in She Ra (fun fact: this scenario of the prom night rescue but with Cookie Run characters is where this whole idea started). He then has a character arc about his new loss of an eye but he pulls through it and ends up seeing his injury as a symbol of his loyalty to his friends.

He might also have a slight corruption arc in this series with the Strawberry Jam Sword, but it doesn’t have nearly the same ramifications as canon as the team figures out what’s going on pretty quickly, if not immediately (in that he’s not in control), and eventually help free him from this. He probably also doesn’t join the villains in this scenario, at least not while he’s in control, and if he did it’d be after a very long time skip where he’s basically been broken, which I don’t imagine happening

I admit, this first scenario is the one I like more, I just put the second one since it’s the one closer to actual canon

We don’t really have any more “Ancient descendants” to work with (well there are more, I mean more in descendants from other Kingdoms), but they’ll get added once they show up I guess. I mean I know there’s theories for other characters, but since nothing’s currently confirmed for them, I won’t be using them as main characters

Now for Tiger Lily. So she’d show up occasionally throughout the story as a mysterious character, saving the group on occasion but never go back with them, disappearing back into the wild. Or heck, maybe she only shows up when Princess is alone, so nobody else knows who she is, though maybe the others would meet her later. There’d be hints to Tiger Lily and Princess’s true relation, like Jungleberry and references to Princess once having a twin, as well as possibly an episode featuring Tiger Lily and her wondering what this connection she feels towards Princess is, and simultaneously vice versa with Princess, but their true connection wouldn’t be revealed until like, at least a Season 2 (wait no, don’t these sorts of reveals happen at the end of Season 1s? Eh whatever). But there’d probably be an arc much later on of her trying to integrate into normal society and her trying to connect with her family she’s never known. Princess would be the easiest since they already know each other, but her parents are another story

Oh right, I should also mention, since this is in the form of a kid’s cartoon, all the main characters are children/teens. Staring off the show, Princess/Tiger Lily/Knight are around 14, Custard III is somewhere between 7-9, and Dark Choco is around 17-18, in the scenario where he’s part of the supporting cast the whole way through

Clotted Cream and the Creme Republic might show up as a late addition as well, never being made part of the group but more like a guest character that pops in from time to time. Though we might spend more time with him in an introductory arc with the Creme Republic and this being where Custard III’s family is from, though nobody knows until the name Custard is mentioned. Though in the end, Custard III chooses to stay with Princess and friends

The main antagonists would probably be Dark Enchantress and the Cookies of Darkness, and the Ancients would also be featured characters, with Hollyberry eventually appearing again, or perhaps her first showing up as a normal huntress but later being revealed to have been Hollyberry watching the kingdom from the shadows. But the Ancient stuff would really only happen during Plot Time, as I like to call it

And uh yeah, think that’s about it, just thoughts I had. Tempted to make this an au, but I don’t know how considering the characters aren’t different in design or anything and there’s not too much different from canon in a vacuum, it’s just that the story is being told in a different format and with different main characters. It’s more a bunch of neat ideas I like

Also not sure what role the dragons would play. I mean I feel like they should play some role, at least Pitaya, but we already have a group of antagonists and they don’t really fit in with them

[forestofforever]

Dying Breath (open starter)

The pain was all consuming. It seemed to override all other senses, leaving Sylvester in a dizzying state of agony. He was lying in a puddle of what he was quite certain was his own blood. It had been warm before, but much like his own body, it was beginning to grow cold.

The doorbell rang. He wanted to open the door, desperately so. If there was someone there and they saw the state he was in, they might call an ambulance, he might still be able to survive all this... but he couldn't move, any attempt to do so simply resulted in his vision, which was already quite blurry, to go fully black and for his ears to ring.

He would've screamed for help if he could, but that too was no longer possible. His mouth tasted like metal and the only sound he could force through his throat was a wet, raspy groan. He wanted so badly to close his eyes and to let the exhaustion take him, but he feared that if he allowed himself to give in, he wouldn't be waking up again.

The doorbell again. He thought so, at least. His thoughts were slow and hazy and honestly? The doorbell didn't matter because he would never make it to the door. Benjamin's men had probably left the door unlocked. Probably hadn't even bothered to close the door to begin with... he could only hope that whoever was on the other side of the door would be bold enough to just walk right in. It was his only hope.

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If you’re still doing the ask game, crash with Wars?

(continuation of pine sap. Warnings: (warnings are a bit spoilery bewarb) serious injury, Warriors thinks the word 'die' in relation to the serious injuries, loss of consciousness, ambiguous ending.

Wars angst just for you, Captain >:)

PSA I will never write character death. My blorbos always make it out alive. Just... remember that as you read this.)

Drip.

Water dripped slowly somewhere in the back of the cave. Warriors was focusing on the sound and letting it consume his mind; anything was better than focusing on the pain.

Drip.

Wild hadn't wanted to leave him behind, of course he hadn't. They'd argued about it for what felt like hours to Warrior's pain-addled mind. But, in the end, Warriors' pragmatism had won out. Warriors needed medical attention.

He needed help or he was going to die.

Drip.

So Wild left in search of anything to help. Finding a fairy would be the best case scenario, but it was ranked low on Warriors list of possibilities. Finding the other heroes would do, as well. One of them surely had a fairy, or at least some healing potions.

Drip.

Wild said he knew how to brew elixirs. He knew how to do them with ingredients from his Hyrule, though, and they were in an unfamiliar era.

Drip.

Warriors wasn't sure how long ago Wild left. Time was passing strangely. Between blinks, the tiny sliver of light shining into the cave moved further and further up the wall. Wild said he would close the cave off so nothing could get in, so there was only a small bit of light coming through.

Drip.

Warriors' worry grew with every movement of the light. Why wasn't Wild back yet? Had he gotten himself into trouble? Warriors trusted the kid, and he knew Wild was one of the most resourceful among them.

Drip.

Warriors could feel his grip on consciousness fading.

Drip.

The injuries and blood loss were taking their effect.

Drip.

Against his will, Warriors' eyes slid shut.

Drip.

He heard stone crashing and crumbling, and then there was nothing.