#oh dear you've found a scenario that is too sad for me I like to live in oblivion hahahahaha

[002yb]

Ok ok

A glutton for punishment.

What about jaydick, after Jay comes back and after everything, bridges are built, relationships mended, and... the Gotham Gazette reports about the coming back of the lost second son, after a cover story about getting lost in Europe and amnesia.... and it's very public all in all, and this is the Kardashians Waynes!

...and Dick and Jason fall for each other.

And while Bruce has trouble with the concept, and he does his damndest best to try and wrap his head around this,he is kinda Victorian after all, the press is Volatile (tm). And when the paparazzi get a glimpse...!

Cue in the hard life of the rich and famous!

Oh~ but what if all this starts because Dick is caught with some mysterious stranger by a random Gotham citizen. Nondescript as Dick and Jason are, lowkey as the places they go to are - the masses are 👀✨💦 when it comes to Dickie Grayson-Wayne, so pictures inevitably surface online. Just excited inquiries of 'Dickie back in Gotham?? Who's he with?'

And then more pictures surface with other people seeing them out and about and it becomes a witch hunt.

Bruce has always been good about tamping down formal media outlets when it comes to Dick though. Bruce has never been shy about causing a stir to get attention off his boy either. There's only so much he can do against the general public though. That besides, he sees blurry pictures of the man Dick is with and it doesn't matter that Jason wears a hood - Bruce would recognize his babygirl anywhere.

Which leads to crisis for Bruce because he can't understand it. Hell, he doesn't have the time to begin mulling it over to determine how he feels; everything in him screams at him that it's wrong but those are his boys - his sons. But again, no time to process because somehow Jason's identity comes out and all focus goes to damage control.

Bruce thought he would have more time. He shouldn't have underestimated the enthusiasm of today's youth. In other circumstances, Bruce would be proud of these young detectives in the making, but this time? For fuck's sake. ):

Anyway, damage control. Where they have some time as the family 'processes and copes in light of this development - the return of a lost son; please be respectful of their privacy at this time,' yadda yadda.

The cover story: European love affair. Dick goes abroad, meets a local. Love at first sight. They stay in touch. Jason goes by an entirely different name; he has a different identity. Amnesia convenience after experiencing forgotten horrors when he was lost and 'died' all those years ago. To their surprise, Talia has already laid a trail if anyone looks into it. All their means will make this go away, it's just...

Something something Dick and Jason having to give an interview because it's such a scandal and Dick gets the brunt of a lot of nasty accusations involving grooming and Jason has none of it. You know who groomed him? Gotham. Because news outlets chose to talk about garbage gossip instead of things that really matter. Like the kids working the streets and turning tricks, paying favors to those in the judicial system and those that run everything in the shadows. The abuses of Gotham's elite and how a payout shuts up anyone that can do anything about it while the victims suffer. Fuck them. Spinning the one kindness the world gave him into a cruelty - making him leave it; fuck them.

And Dick is just sat there. Not a care in the world as he watches Jason, all heart eyes and smitten smiles as Jason goes on a rant that extends longer than their allotted time.

But yeah they do 'break up.' Publicly, at least. And it's clear as day that it's out of obligation more than any real desire and people are confused. Some insist it's for the best, others contemplate the circumstances, and more still stir up drama that never quite sticks. In the end it's a forgotten thing though. Moved past as soon as the next scandal comes around.

Or better yet 👀: this is the jumping off point of Keeping Up With the Waynes. If I remember right the og started over a sex tape? For the Wayne's it opens on a joke about the scandal and is it weird he fucked his brother? Maybe. How was Dick to know the boy he thought he buried would become this (cue hot toddy slap and Jason shoving Dick off the couch they're sat on).

[zoeykallus]

Hello!! I have a angsty Suggestion! What if Jedi! Reader was caught being (sharing a kiss, mentioning said relationship…etc ) with their clone significant other by another Jedi member or an anonymous ratting them out? Maybe reviving a subtle punishment ? Suggestion: Maybe in one they managed to dodge the convictions but at a cost?

Aloha!

That in fact is an angsty idea. Well, the outcome would depend on who catches them, I guess... I picked some clones that came to mind in a scenario like this, hope that's okay:))

Oh dear, okay, let me try something ^^'

Hunter/Echo/Fives/Rex x Jedi!Reader HC's - Forbidden Love

Warnings: Angst/Hurt/Violence/Death/Fluff/Suggestive

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Summary: You are stationed on Kamino to help train the clones. At first, you are not really enthusiastic about it. But unexpectedly, you meet a clone who makes your head spin, and the feeling is mutual. You both know that what you feel for each other is forbidden, both by the Jedi Code and by the regulations of Republic law regarding clones. Yet you cannot let go of each other, leading to a situation that could endanger your careers and even the life of the clone.

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Hunter

He has his arms wrapped around you as you are involved in an intense, intimate kiss. You can't get enough of Hunter, even though guilt and fear of failure nestle somewhere in the back of your mind with each of your clandestine encounters. You're a Jedi, you should be above these things, but Hunter is so wonderful, passionate, strong, loving. He makes you weak, and you are only too happy to give in.

But your affection becomes your undoing when Jedi Master Shaak Ti catches you in this precarious situation. Hunter hastily lets go of you, and you quickly tug your robe back into place.

You hear the Jedi Master sigh.

"There will be repercussions," she says, sounding more sad than angry.

"Master please, I-"

With a simple wave of her hand, Shaak Ti interrupts you.

"You are a member of the Jedi Order, you know this kind of association with others is forbidden to us, and then with one of the clones. Do you have any idea what will happen to this clone if the Kaminoans find out?"

You shake your head silently.

Hunter knows, he turns pale next to you.

"I'm being decommissioned," he says quietly.

Shaak Ti sighs softly and says, "No, you won't. I'm not going to tell anyone about this. Not this time. I can only advise you to end this connection between you. If I catch you again, I'll have to pass it on, even to the Jedi Council."

You lower your gaze and say with a racing heart, almost breathlessly, "Thank you Master."

When you are alone again, you look at each other. The shock is still in your bones, you feel that you are shaking.

"What do you want to do now?" asks Hunter softly.

"I don't know," you say uncertainly, "but I don't want to part with you."

He smiles, "Then I guess we'll just have to be a lot more careful from now on."

Echo

You have found a quiet corner. Your arms are leaning around his shoulder, again and again you exchange soft kisses. Echo can't believe how happy he is, and so are you.

But you let go of each other, startled, when you hear someone clearing his throat to get your attention. As you turn around, your heart nearly stops. A Republican officer is standing there, looking directly at you. You don't know him by name, but you've seen him before.

Echo salutes hastily.

"Sir!"

The man crosses his arms behind his back and sighs.

"I have to say, I'm surprised to see a Jedi, of all people, cross that line with a clone."

An overwhelming sense of helplessness came over you.

"Well" he continued "I don't know what the Jedi do to their own kind, but I know what's in store for you, soldier".

"Sir?" said Echo uncertainly.

"Decomission."

Your heart gives an unpleasant leap.

"With all due respect," you say as calmly as you can "Are you really willing to condemn a capable soldier for falling in love like this?"

"Rules are rules," the officer says impassively.

You know what decommissioning means. Clones who broke rules were, depending on the offense, either redeployed, assigned to penalty work, or disposed of. Decommission meant disposal.

Echo next to you is eerily silent, he knows what he's in for, he's still in shock and can't believe what's happening right now.

Your gaze is silent over the surroundings, other than you and the officer, there was no one out here on the outside platform, no surveillance cameras. You're way too emotional, you know you're heading down a dark path right now, but you're not going to let this man take Echo away from you.

You reach out into the Force, grab the officer, smash him against the railing of the platform, knocking him unconscious, then you drop him over the railing into the depths and into the endless water below.

Your heart races. You have just deliberately killed this man. He was unconscious and would drown in the water. Echo rushes to the railing and looks down. The man is not to be seen, already disappeared under the surface of the water. Finally, he stares at you and his look is almost worse than the guilt you feel over this murder.

"What did you do?"

"I saved your life"

He shakes his head and says, "But not like that! We could have tried to run, to escape. Putting him out of action temporarily would have been enough!"

You realize with horror that he is right. You acted hastily, in panic. The thought of losing Echo had completely thrown you off balance. Maybe the Jedi rules weren't so wrong after all. A tear rolls down your cheek.

You swallow and look at him. Echo comes closer, his expression softening, he wipes the tear away.

"Mesh'la, I know you were panicked. But now take a breath, we need to focus, I will not leave you alone with this. We'll find a solution. Maybe running away is still a good idea."

Fives

Fives is a risk taker, he steals a kiss, a hug from you at every opportunity. You love that about him, but at the same time you have a bad feeling every time, because he is much too careless.

In fact, this risk-taking will be your undoing. You don't know who betrayed you, but you are called together to Shaak Ti's office. You are so nervous on the way there. You know something is wrong, something has gone wrong.

When you arrive at the office and Fives is already standing there, you see the worried look on his otherwise cheerful face. At the same moment, the door opens and Shaak Ti invites you in.

The Jedi Master paces in front of her own desk as she speaks, "I want to keep this as simple as possible. I have been presented with evidence that you both broke the rules, together. There is a reason why Jedi do not form romantic attachments, and why clone soldiers are forbidden to do so."

You swallow. You both remain silent, but your thoughts are so loud that you almost fear everyone could hear them.

"This relationship is hereby terminated," Shaak Ti said sternly, "Y/N, will turn themselves in to the Jedi Council and depart from Kamino later today, and very likely will not return here. Fives will continue to serve. We will handle this matter discreetly within the Jedi Order."

She sighs, finally stopping and looking at you, hands clasped behind her back.

"Fives will not be punished?" you ask cautiously, hopeful yet incredibly sad.

"No, he won't, because no one outside the Jedi Order will know. I see no reason for a Jedi's transgression to cause a very capable soldier to be mustered out."

Fives looks at you warily from the side, then back at Shaak Ti.

"This was not only Y/N's transgression, it was mine as well. Will they be punished severely?"

The Jedi Master says calmly, "That is not for me to decide, but for the Council to decide. I will go to Hangar 5B now, I expect you to follow me in five minutes at the latest, Y/N, I will personally escort you to the Council."

Once Shaak Ti has left the room, Fives says, "Okay, quick now, we need to find a shuttle and get out of here."

You shake your head.

"No Fives, I have to face the council and you are far too dutiful a soldier to turn your back on your brothers".

Fives looks at you pleadingly.

"But I don't want to be without you."

With a sigh, you lean your forehead against his and say softly, "My love will always be with you, at all times, no matter where you go"

"That's not enough, I want you by my side" he says in a brittle voice.

You kiss him long and heartfelt.

As your lips part, you say very softly,"Goodbye Fives, please take good care of yourself".

He looks after you, feeling helpless. This pain in his chest is brand new and very unpleasant. He whispers softly, "I love you…"

Rex

He is supposed to leave the planet soon, a new mission. You are hiding in one of the shuttles, the otherwise well-behaved Rex is making out wildly with you in the hold, his and your hands are everywhere at once, you are grabbing hungrily at each other.

You know you won't see him again for some time once he leaves the planet, all the more greedily you absorb his every touch.

"I wish you didn't have to go on this mission," you moan between wild kisses.

"So do I."

You don't have time for anything more than groping and kissing, but you wish it were different. But when you suddenly sense another presence near you, you pause, freeze.

"What's wrong, love?" he asks, kissing your face.

"We are not alone"

You hear someone clear their throat. Rex hastily lets go of you and jumps up, knocking his helmet off the crate next to him and it thumps loudly to the floor. You straighten up as well. Master Skywalker stands in the middle of the hold, his arms crossed in front of his chest, his look a mixture of reproachful and amused. You feel panic rising in you and can clearly sense that Rex feels the same way.

"Busy, Rex?"

"Uh, no, sir," the captain stammers a little beside himself.

Skywalker looks at you and sighs softly, "You two need to pay much closer attention."

Rex nods hastily, "Yes, sir. Will we."

"We're leaving in 20 minutes, Rex," Skywalker says, turning back around to leave the hold.

Puzzled, you look at Rex, "What was that?"

Rex laughs softly, "Well, I keep his secrets, he keeps mine."

"Oh," you say in surprise before Rex pulls you back close to him.

"Twenty minutes," he says thoughtfully "Can we make it?"

"There's only one way to find out," you say as you hastily begin to undress.

Rex chuckles, "That's my girl."

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[cosmic-rainestorm]

Jealousy looks good on you - Brainy x reader

Warning:jealous Brainy. Also spoilers for S5E10.

This was requested by @diva-1992

It was strange to say the least, seeing multiple versions of your boyfriend in the same room. Ever since crisis and the rebirth of the Earth, many things have changed. A few examples is the fact that there is no more multiverse, everyone we have met on the different earth's is on one earth, Lex Luthor is liked by people and now there is multiple Brainiac 5's.

Other than the initial strangeness, the initial incident of when they all saw you and the mild discomfort from how the other Brainy's looked at you that went after a couple of minutes, you found it absolutely hilarious how they all contrasted from each other. Plus, they were generally great people to be around once the staring got to a bearable amount.

Happy Querl was easy to talk to and very enthusiastic, maybe a tad bit too much. Scared Querl had great fashion style and could have a nice conversation with once he wasn't in a constant jittering mess. Female Querl was confident and was straight to the point whilst also considering her words, although she could be kind of cold at moments. However none of them were the true Brainy, your Brainy. The one you fell in love with. He was a mix of all three but even better, and you loved him for him.

He, however, couldn't get past his own insecurities and jealousy over how well you got on with the others, and what they all did when they saw.

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Situated in the room where eyepatch Brainy was left to rest, you couldn't help but feel sadness towards the man laying in front of you. He looked exactly like your Querl, except for the eyepatch, so how could you not feel an emotion to a dead man who looks identical to the one you love, even if you are yet to say it.

Prime Brainy strode into the room, pulling you out of your thoughts almost instantaneously. He pulled you into a hug and kiss you softly on the head in a form of reassurance that things would be okay.

"Brainy, I-I know that it isn't you lying on that table, but hunny, I can't help but feel grief towards him," you whispered to your partner "he looks exactly like you, probably thought like you as well, I can't help think of what his life was like on his Earth, if he found someone who got him like you and I get each other. Plus, knowing there is a killer coming after Brainiac 5's doesn't help ease any worries that you could be next. I-I-I can't lose you Querl."

Tear started pricking in your eyes at the mere thought of losing your Brainy and he could clearly tell the rodeal was upsetting you. As a couple of tears started falling down your cheeks, Brainy cupped you face ever so softly to try and centre you as he spoke,

"y/n, if you are feeling guilt for grieving for this man, don't. Your right, he does look like me, except for the eyepatch, sprock it is cool," he exclaimed with a small smile making you laugh "and he probably thought like me as well. If anything, you feeling grief towards my doppelganger shows how much you care about me, and it flatters me. And darling, you don't need to worry about me dying anytime soon. I'm not ready to leave you and I won't be for a very long time. Everyone is trying to figure out how exactly eyepatch me died and how to stop it should it happen again. In mean time, do not worry about whether I am alright or not okay?"

"Okay"

With that, you both got back to work to try an figure out how the other Brainiac 5's got to your Earth. However, that got disruptive when a certain ponytailed Colouan squealed your name and pulled you into a kiss, leaving both you and Querl stunned to say the least.

"Sprock y/n, I am so glad you made to see you, but why are you on this Earth?"

After the initial stun of the kiss, you blinked your back into exist to see two very similar but different Brainy's infront of you. I didn't help that when the other Brainiac's walked into the room, they also kissed you (angsty Querl on the top of your head and Female Querl also on the lips) and asked the same question. All you could do was stand there frozen until you fully comprehend what ahd just happened.

"Ummmmm, I'm on this Earth because I - live - hereee, " you uneasily resonded "I'm y/f/n y/l/n, I'm uh guessing you knew my dopplegangers huh."

You laughed slightly xnot knowing how to act as they all gave you looks of apologises. However your Brainy seemed to look more pissed off than apologetic to what just happened. Especially since his fist was slightly clenched whilst he rested his face atop it.

"Yes, it seems they do," he gritted out when suddenly he became very calm "y/n, do you mind if I have a word with my fellow Brainiac's, I would like to ask them questions surrounding how they got here but would prefer to ask them alone."

He simply smiled at you waiting for your answer. If you were honest, it not only scared you a little, but also intrigued you.

" Um yes of course dear. I have diagnostics to run anyway. It was uh lovely meeting you all."

With that, you left the room that all the Brainiac's were situatedto run diagnostics and simulations to try and solve their problem, whilst also getting away from all the staring and awkwardness of what just happened . However, Brainy wanted to know the reason as to why the other 3 were continuously looking at you and to why they kissed you

"If you don't mind me asking, why exactly were did all three of you kissed MY y/n"

All three turned to each other then looked at him. It wasn't until female Brainy spoke up did he get his answer.

"Well on my Earth, y/n was my wife for a year and a half and my partner for 4"

"Ah yes, she was also my girlfriend for 2 years, 7 months and 13.5 days. And what a tremendous girlfriend she is, well was I guess." Happy Brainy explained with a hint of sadness.

"ye-yes, y/n was m-my girlfriend for nearly 3 years as w-w-well. I loved her dearly, I would do absolutely anyth-thing for her."

Brainy was finding this hard to comprehend. Not only were they all him, they all had relationships with their Earths' version of you. It gave him a strange feeling, a feeling he severely did not like.

With his anxieties running wild, he left the room to run calculations and to try and keep his mind off the whole scenario.

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It was only two hours later when you found Brainy huddled up in a spare room with a tablet. The other three had apologised to you and aexplained their situations and how it would take getting used being around a y/n that wasn't their own.

Leaning against the wall, you admired the Coluan that you were in love with and smiled softly to yourself.

"So, this is were you've been hiding, I was starting to worry darling."

After not getting an answer back which was odd to say the least, you started to get worried about Brainy.

"Brainy, are you okay. Is the other Brainiacs being here cause you to stress." you softly asked

No answer, only the soft murmuring of jumbled words could be heard from Brainy, a sign of either he was deep in thought or highly stressed.

"Querl, what's wrong, please talk to me"

"why would it matter" he huffed angrily "you probably prefer talking to one of the other versions of me."

You couldn't believe what he was saying, why would you want to talk to the others, you had obviously gone looking for him so you could spend time together away from the drama.

And then it hit you. You almost scolded yourself for not noticing it sooner. The clenched fist, the sudden calm nature of his commanding question, the forced smile, and the lack of contact just now.

"You're jealous, aren't you?" you pondered aloud with a slight smirk.

The question caused his head to whip around to face you, making you smirk more out of amusment.

"I am not jealous" he slightly gritted out.

"Oh but I think you are dear"

"That is proposterus-"

"It isn't though, because all he telltale signs are the-hmph"

In an instant, you were backed up into the nearest wall, Brainy towering over you. His breathing heavy, his hair dishevelled and his dark eyes piercing into your's. (If this isn't definition of scared and horny I don't know what is)

"y/n I am not jealous. I just don't like when they look at you or when they are talking to you or when they are near you. Especially after they had l kissed you. This is highly rational since you are MY girlfriend and you are the person that I fell in love with and I don't want anyone to get in the way of us, not even my dopplegangers since I am that in love with you!" he huffed out.

It took you both awhile for his confession of love to dawn on the both of you. At this point, both of your breathing was slightly erratic due to his confession (and because of Brainy, I mean damn). Brainy couldn't read your reaction to his reveal, whether you were happy, sad or confused. He was about to say he was sorry when your lips started to curl upwards into a smile that could only be described as full of love and adoration.

"I love you too, I have for a long time though I just didn't know how to tell you. And Querl, no one can get in the way of that, not even your dopplegangers, because they aren't you, they aren't the Coluan I fell so deeply in love with."

Brainy was ecstatic and so full of emotions that he leant down and kissed you feverishly on the lips, pouring every emotion he felt for you into that kiss, which you reciprocated with ease.

"Agent y/l/n, Director Danvers would like to see you"

Breaking apart with a slight gasp for air, you leant your forehead against Brainy's, slowly bringing your breathing back to a normal pace.

"How about when I've finished talking to Alex, you and me can work together to figure how the other Brainiac's got to our Earth. And once we have it all sorted out, you and me can go back to my place, order takeout and watch some movies. That sound good.

"Yes, I would very much like that, my love."

As you slowly walked towards the door to leave, a grin appeared on your face as you turned back to Brainy.

"Oh and by the way. You look extremely hot when your jealous love."

BONUS:

As Brainy entered the main control room, he saw you, Kara, Alex and the other Brainiac's standing around the main control panel.

With jealousy still coursing through him, Querl strode towards you and pulled you into a passionate kiss, shocking the others.

As he pulled away, he turned to his dopplegangers and smiled.

"y/n, is mine, got it"

Once they had all nodded, he walked away with a grin, leaving you a blushing mess and ran after him to slightly scold him.

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AHHHHHHHHH, I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS.

14th May - just proof read it as I saw some misspellings

[writerdream22]

requested by no one, but once again @nemesis729 suggested an amazing scenario and wanted me to write a fifth part of this series, so here it is! I really hope you all like this ✨🌻💛

pairings: Thomas Shelby x twin sister!reader, Alfie Solomons x Shelby!wife!reader

warnings: angst. There might be some grammatical errors since English is not my first language

Thomas felt worthless after you showed that you were determined to cut off all the threads that bound you to the Shelby clan

After such a long time, he'd understood that he'd done a mistake, leaving you for Grace— who in the end turned out to be the “bad guy”

He wanted to do something, he wanted to redeem himself in front of your eyes without excessively interfering with your life

So, he wrote you a letter. And this time it was a long letter, full of sadness and grief

He knew he'd done everything by himself, so he began writing his letter like this:

“My dear y/n, I'm writing you this letter hoping you'll read it, someday. I did an unforgivable mistake by estranging you from the family, and I know that neither of us is going to forget what I've done in the past years. Everyone was against my decision, and I understood that they were right way later than I was supposed to. Grace is not who I thought she was, so you were right on that. Something has happened within me, and I need to atone for my faults—”

After spending hours writing, Thomas carefully closed the letter in a beige-colored envelope, then personally went to your house and left it just before the door

He hid behind a bush from which he could see the house clearly, and waited for you to come retrieve the mail

Not much later, you opened your house's door holding what seemed to be a crying newborn baby in your arms

Almost eight months had passed from Samuel's birthday. Were you already pregnant then? And was the baby a male or a female?

It was indeed a female, born just a few weeks prior to the event we were recounting, and you and Alfie had decided to name her Winifred

Anyhow, you instantly saw Thomas' letter and recognized his handwriting

You reluctantly took the envelope in your hands, careful not to drop Winifred, and walked back into your house

After assuring himself that you were far enough to not see him, Thomas walked to one of the living room's windows (he somehow knew you would have gone there) and cautiously overlooked your actions

You sat on a green-colored armchair and put the letter beside you, still holding Winifred close to your chest

“And he expects me to read this?! He wants forgiveness, after what he's done? Never.”

And so you shred the envelope to pieces and threw it in the crackling flame of the fireplace

Your twin brother looked down, feeling disappointed and hopeless, and walked to his car, which he had parked far away

The long walk made him think about what he'd lost because of his own selfishness and irrationality, because of his desire to become as close to a king as he could be

He'd lost what he cared for the most, the person who had helped him solve every problem of his, who had stayed with him through thick and thin, who had always fought alongside him, against what the world held for them both

He realized way too late that his twin sister, y/n Shelby, had been hurt so much that her scars would have never healed completely

He realized way too late that his twin sister had found complete happiness in the arms of someone who gave her everything, who always helped her and never left her behind, unlike him

Thomas Shelby had completely lost his twin sister

He knew he would have never been the same person that he was before the war, just like you would never have been the same girl who played in the mud by the cut and loved talking with other people

Nevertheless, you once knew that your brother was by your side, that he would have been there forever

But now, because of Grace Burgess, both you and Thomas had lost an essential part of your life

Even though you had found yourself in the arms of Alfie Solomons, the man you went on to marry and build a family with, you always felt an immense void in your heart which had been left by Thomas' betrayal

You weren't willing to get hurt again, you wanted to live as peacefully as you could (even though it wasn't actually possible) and care for family

You had found the courage to start again, away from everything and everyone you knew, and Thomas wasn't going to take it away. Not now, not in a thousand years.

“Oh dear brother, my dear Tommy, you'll never read this letter because I don't have the courage to enclose it in an envelope and send it to you. You need to know that I'll always love you, but you need to understand what you've done even though it hurts. Just think about what you've done to me- you're just feeling a minuscule part of what I felt. I sincerely hope you will gain your senses before it's too late, before you do something reckless (which you've certainly already done) and get hurt, or worse. Even though you hurt Alfie, my husband, he won't be against you passing by our residence for lunch and stay with our children, play with them for a while. A lot of time has passed, so much time since we've properly rode horses around Watery Lane and talked. I hope you're living a happy life, that our siblings and aunt Pol are doing well and that Small Heath is like I remember. I will never forget you, brother. Me and you against the world, remember?— ”

[retvenkos]

not asking you who you'd ship me with in the grishaverse because at this point everyone on tumblr knows the answer to that probably (though any chance of getting more of your wonderfully divine headcanons about matthias & I is a chance I gleefully take), but since you are shipping everyone I have to tell you that I've been thinking about Mal & you together for a little while. I just see it so clearly??

I think you'd have a relationship quite like Alina and Mal's, except healthier and less dramatic lol. but Mal is the epitome of friends to lovers and to me you embody exactly that. you're not the unbridled fury that enemies to lovers can be nor the bittersweet inevitability of soulmates, but really this idea of familiarity and comfort that you only unlock after spending a lot of time with a person, probably in childhood. Mal would represent exactly that to you: home, family, and love, and you're not really sure how or when you realize that it's not the same love you used to feel at Keramzin, that your feelings have shifted in the most terrifying yet beautiful way, but they have.

so in this scenario if you are Grisha, you get tested and your powers found out and you get sent to the Little Palace and your goodbyes with Mal are probably the most tearful moment Ravka has ever seen. You're holding on to Mal for dear life because he's really your family and you don't want to leave him behind, they're taking you to an unknown place without him, and you're so scared - but Mal tries to hold it all together because he has to be strong for you, and promises he will write to you every day and you will never truly be separated because he'll find you when he's older and strong.

(as soon as the carriage leaves he locks himself in the dormitory and cries all evening on his bed because your absence is so loud in these silent halls)

Inevitably years pass as you continue your training and Mal's letters become more scarce - sometimes you're the one who forgets to reply for a whole month, sometimes it's him - until you're not in touch anymore but you don't forget him, you never do, and you dream of him so often and all the words you wish you could tell him but never got the courage to

Until one day, almost a decade later, he is received at the Grand Palace for a particularly triumphant feat of his (Mal, always the hero) and the King wants to meet the First army soldier everyone is talking about, and you happen to run into him as he's trying to find his way to the audience room (because how stupidly huge are these Os Alta palaces, really?) And you literally can't believe your eyes.

so you'd be getting the childhood friends to lovers reunited after losing contact for many years which is TOP TIER romance

and Mal has changed obviously but not so much, and so have you; and he's taken aback by your beauty in your purple Kefta, and suddenly all the petty and insulting stereotypes about the Second Army he used to joke about with his regiment friends leave his mind because Saints - who needs a Sun Summoner when you're glowing like all the stars in the sky?

you'd quickly fall back into your common habits because they never left you, they're second nature at this point - Mal has basically forged your personality from the youngest age and you have his, and you fit together so perfectly

he'd be assigned to a more permanent post in Os Alta thanks to his prowesses in battle, maybe as the King's personal guard, meaning you'd get to spend so much time together

People would raise eyebrows at the sight of a couple between the two rival armies, but you don't care one bit - your love for Mal runs in your blood much deeper than arbitrary oppositions based on foolish pride.

If you're not Grisha, I don't think you'd join the First Army; war is probably not for you. I think your paths would separate too when he joins the Army and you leave the orphanage with what little money you saved over the years (sneaking out of Keramzin and reciting or singing your poems on the streets for a little bit of coin, or selling the meat and fur Mal would hunt for you) to move to a bigger city and try to do something with your life. You could be an artisan, or another kind of shopkeep! I can see you being manually gifted and creative, so you'd probably have an artsy business in the capital, like pottery or tapestry or painting on porcelain or something of the sort

and once again Mal is called to Os Alta probably for the same reasons - he just can't help distinguishing himself in combat, can he? - and he steps into your shop by total chance, and he's like. Olive???? Since when do you do sculptures???? And you're like. Malyen Oretsev???? Since when are you taller than me????

(Though the sculpture part doesn't surprise him that much, because you were always so creative and gifted in the arts, and he's always admired you so much for it.)

(But the TALL part??? ok, you are short, but you left him when he was like, thirteen and he was Not That Tall. how can your forever friend have grown that tall so fast???)

And so you ALSO get the long-lost childhood friends rekindle and fall back in love trope because my heart goes mushy for it ❤

your dynamic would be on point, because Mal knows you better than anyone and so he can read you like an open book. Either when he needs to find the teasing comment that will get you all riled up, or when he senses your discomfort or sadness and has to find the words to cheer you up.

You'd just make so many sweet memories with Mal, and he'd be down for every single thing you want to do as long as he gets to spend time with you. Want to be rambunctious on the streets of Os Alta and pull pranks on passerbys like you are 8 again? Yep, can totally do that. Feel like breathing in the fresh air of the wilderness and getting out of town to see a beautiful sunset, like you would in Keramzin? Of course! Just want to chill together doing your own thing and relishing in each other's presence? Absolutely.

he loves when you read to him, whether that be a book you own or a story straight from your imagination that you just wrote, and he's absolutely mesmerized by your voice and how much emotion you put in it. (though he can't help himself from making little jokes every now and then or trying to guess what will happen next in the story because he's what my mom calls a Culo Inquieto™)

you'd generally be such a cute couple who never lost that mischievous but oh so comforting and familiar spark from when you were kids, and is willing to stay with the other through thick and thin. you've found your other half in each other and I'm so soft for that. 💜💜

sorry I rambled but I just think that idea is so cute and you deserve a ship! (also, don't even get me started on the Chaos BFF Duo you would make with Jesper...) my head is killing me so I won't write any more but just know I hold this ship in extremely high regard. <3

clara, i will have you know i waited until i got ice cream in order to read this, because i knew it would be an experience™ and now, i,,, 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i'm so goddamn soft, how dare you make me yearn????

you mean to tell me you came up with all of this... for me? you think of ships for me??? how—how dare? how dare you be such a good friend, to the point where i am baffled by your kindness??? how dare you be this thoughtful and poetic,,,,,,, and just, big brained, ma'am.

because all of this is so perfect!!!! ohmygod i'm soft. i'm in love. everytime you write a ship or fanfic, i sincerely wish i was a romantic like you so i could have a proclivity toward fathoming such soft romantic scenes,,,,, you, clara, know how to do a ship™.

(also, i have to say i love the childhood friends torn apart, only to come back together,,,, it has laughter lines by bastille energy,,,, listen to this song and tell me it doesn’t have the same vibes that that very specific and heartwarming trope,,,)

but, since you gave me such a beautiful gift, and since i would do anything for you, here are some more headcanons for you and matthias:

first of all, i think that you and matthias would spend a lot of time finding the beauty in small things. i think that it would be good for him, since he’s reevaluating who he is and his place in this grand world, and i think since you’re a romantic, small things would be important to you both.

— for example, you guys definitely star gaze together. it’s hard, since you are in ketterdam and the smoke is impossible to see through, but maybe you guys leave ketterdam for a while, and you spend a lot of time looking up at the stars. matthias loves to learn about everything you know, and repositioning himself underneath the sky is a good start to figuring out who he is. 

— you also like to sit by the water and talk. there’s something about the water that pulls memories from you both. matthias talks about what it was like, far away, in his little village before the drüskelle. (i get the feeling his dad was a fisherman or something,,,, the vibes are there), and you get to talk about people you once knew, dreams you once had. point is, you do a lot of talking - swapping stories and hopes.

— oh! another idea i can’t get out if my head is that matthias asks you so many questions. i feel like it’s a sign of real love and trust, when matthias starts asking you questions, because you have to be like,,, level 50 in order for matthias to admit weaknesses, and one of his biggest is that there’s so much he just doesn’t know. i think you also get really good at just,,,, telling him stuff so that he doesn’t have to ask, and he really just appreciates it.

i also just love the idea of matthias giving you to strongest hugs, or tbh, just holding you, and it’s all because he’s the big, strong one™! you know he’s got a protector complex, so that kind of feeds into his hugs,,, just that intense need to protect you, but also, he’s deathly terrified of losing another person he cares about, so he clings. (but only when you’re alone. the drüskelle in him is too Proud, but if you hang onto him in public,,,, he’s not complaining, just getting used to it)

okay, but i got a little bit ahead of myself, because i didn’t even talk about when you guys first meet, and the whole dynamic that is that™

— so, clearly, you are bffs with nina, whether your a grisha or not, and since i want fluff oNLY we’re just going to pretend like helnik didn’t happen,,,,,, they’re just friends. anyway, she’s the first one to pick up on your feelings for matthias because a) heartrender, and b) you two are the best of friends, and she just knows.

— and so you know a lot of teasing ensues, and almost everyone gets in on it and constantly makes jokes about you and matthias,,,, sometimes while he’s right. there. you’re Mortified But Coping™ and you can’t imagine what is going on through matthias’ head, because there’s no way he can feel the same, right?

— wRONG, we’re all idiots when we’re in love, and no one is more of an idiot than matthias. he is definitely ~soft~ for you but refuses to let it show because (1) the dregs are crass and he doesn’t want to give them fodder, and (2) you seem very uncomfortable about this whole thing, and he doesn’t want to make it worse

after some time, the teasing dies down, because both of you are too boring to tease. it would be funny if one of you freaked out, but you’re just,,,, suffering in silence. boring. and besides, inej and kaz are way more funny to tease. have you seen the murder in both of their eyes whenever you mention anything??? scary, but golden.

for the most part, the jokes die off, and i think after the jokes stop, you and matthias become much more comfortable with one another, and it leads to so! many! good! moments! 

— did i ever tell you matthias is in love with your stupid humor? your enchanting laughter? you’re so infectiously light and it makes him feel like he’s walking on clouds or something,,,,, he’s enchanted by you, but doesn’t have the words to explain it. 

— you know he remembers all of the little things his dad used to say about his mom,,,, and he feels all of that awed respect and soft warmth for you, but what to do with it???? he can’t really remember what his parents would do - it’s been so long and cold without them, but he tries to remember, and it’s the little things he does. he’ll tell you something really sweet in fjerdan and you’re just like ??? but it doesn’t translate super well, so you’re just left with the way he said it, and it means the world (plus, if you really get the courage, you can ask nina to explain it,,,, fair warning though, she scoffs at it every time. because it’s fjerda, alright?)

— you definitely end up reading him some poetry. it’s all under the guise of him ‘learning about the beauty in other cultures’ but really, it’s just an excuse to read him romantic shu poetry (they really know how to do it, let me tell you). and you also end up telling him stories about your childhood and your life, and he finds your rambling so adorable. especially since he has seen your work on paper! he finds it so sweet that your mind is so full of life that it wants to go everywhere at once, and experience every possible detail.

— you definitely end up showing matthias his way around ketterdam, and he keeps all of your hastily drawn maps, and whenever he goes past a street corner, he remembers the way your eyes sparkled in the light of the streetlamps.

i definitely have the feeling that you confess your feelings first. matthias has been trying to get the courage to do it, but he just can’t, and one day you tell him late at night - when, for just a moment, the world is still and quiet, and you can’t hold in all that warmth in your chest. you’re a little shy about it, but so is he, and when he hears you confess, all he can do is smile, because you have all of the confidence and strength he wishes he had. and all that courage laced in his chest, he’s learned it from you.

that’s ll i got for now, but i believe in clara x matthais supremacy.

[moonraccoon-exe]

Gladnis AU(10 year time skip tho) where Ignis gets his sight back, and the first thing he sees is Gladio. But 32 year old Gladio and his reaction is like "Oh my gods you've gotten even more beautiful,"

I received this back on Monday, while I was in school, and let me tell you, dearest anon, IT MADE MY ENTIRE EVENING AND NIGHT AND THE REST OF TUESDAY BECAUSE GODS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

I was sat there in the classroom and just casually checked the hour, saw the entry, read it and I was just like “Aaaaw ;______;” and couldn’t focus for like ten minutes AND IT WAS FANTASTIC I regret NOTHING, ahahahaha *evil gladnis laugh*.

Seriously, though….this scenario is…so perfect?!?!

I’m sitting here, reading this again and feeling like it’s the first time all over again and I just- *deep breath* this is so gods damn amazing and I can’t stand it and I’m just hyperventilating becauSE 

*DEEP BREATH*

*ugly sobbing*

THIS IS SO PURE, GODDAMMIT, I’d love to turn this into a proper fanfic but time won’t let me and I just ajsdfd gods damn ;A;

You know what would make it super extra fluffier? The fact that maybe Gladio’s a bit scared of Ignis’ reaction to seeing him again. ♡ ～(‘u^人)

Wanna add it a little angst? It happens after Noct’s sacrifice.

And we make it a tad bit bittersweet? We make Ignis looking at Gladio for first time a surprise for Gladio himself, surprise of sorts, I guess. 

So maybe someone has found a way of healing Ignis’ injuries and blindness, and he decides to take the risk. So there’s the Gladnis post-story, finally leaving in peace, together, with no more duties than live for themselves once more. When they scheduled Ignis’ surgery or whatever process it can be to give him back his sight, he and Gladio spend an entire evening discussing and sharing happily what things Ignis has to see, where Gladio has to take him, where they’ll travel for Ignis to see again, the people he should see and their change, and of course, the first thing that Ignis should see.

The conversation turns a bit sad, rather bittersweet by that point, and there may be some silence. And then, Gladio suggests it.‘Dawn. The first thing you should see should be dawn. You should see how precious it is. Noct left the most precious, most beautiful dawn for us to see. You should see that first.’

It was harsh for everyone. Prompto sometimes still tears up in the mornings, and he hasn’t been able to return to Insomnia ever since Noct’s funeral. Gladio sometimes finds himself to wake up and find out he had been crying midsleep.But he knows how deep it affected Ignis in particular.Prompto was the best friend, and Gladio the older brother and sworn shield, but the thing with Ignis was that he literally grew up only for Noctis; Ignis basically didn’t live, all that he ever did since he was 6 was only to aid Noct’s life. He did it proudly and joyfully, but that was the truth; Ignis did nothing other than attend Noctis. Noct gone, somehow the biggest part of what Ignis used to be was no more. So it was pretty harsh on him. Maybe not more than in the other two, maybe just different, but definitely a particular kind of pain.

So Ignis doesn’t even reply. He just nods in silence, serious. 

Sometimes, in the days waiting for his surgery or whatever brings his sight back, when the mood was lighter, Ignis said that he was eager to see Gladio. Sometimes, he said that was the first thing that he wanted to see. Sometimes, he said that ‘after dawn’, the first thing he wanted to see was Gladio. He insisted that he wanted to see it, first or not, but he was so, so eager like he had not remembered to have ever been before about something. He wanted that, he wanted, he wanted. 

And Gladio would joke about it. Would give away comments the ‘But let’s be careful, my beauty may be too bright and could blind you again’ (don’t worry, Ignis doesn’t take that as rude and just delivers a joke back).But sometimes he would just chuckle or give a vague agreement.Because, truth is, he’s a bit scared of what Ignis will think.

At first he had not thought about it, but as the day got closer, Gladio had started to look at himself more often in the mirror. At first it was a glance or two. But he soon found himself overthinking and overanalyzing his looks, staring at himself more than he had ever done before, look at spots, and he starts growing a bit anxious about it. Because he’s young, but not as young as when Ignis last saw him.

He’s wrinkle free (for gods sake, he’s just 34), but he knows he doesn’t look like a brand new young man. And his scars, gods, did they look better when he was 23 or will Ignis see them the same? And his hair…Gladio liked it much better than when he was younger, but he’s now senselessly thinking on it and whether he looks as good as he thinks or not really. And what about his mustache asojdsofdj should I shave should I not shave and whataboutthis and did I have this spot before and whatisthisthing and whatwillIgnissay  gods FUCK  (Come on, we all know older Gladio looks AMAZING, but he doesn’t see that like we do, so…).

So Gladio grows nervous on that. Because he sees Ignis and gods, dear Astrals above, he’s just so sure Ignis is like wine; he just gets better with age. But what about him? Does he get better, too? Maybe it’s that Gladio had seen Ignis all across that time and he didn’t notice his change in a snap but rather step by step But Ignis…the last that Ignis had seen of him was when he was 23. Eleven years is quite a number. 

So the day finally happens. The whatever process required of Ignis to keep the eyes bandaged for at least 12 hours, so they do it this one evening, and the morning after, before sun comes up, they wake up as arranged, in an excited but silent air, and they get up to be prepared. Gladio drives Ignis to the Citadel and takes him to the rooftop, one of the highest spots in the Citadel to watch in the distance. The drive is mostly quiet, but the joy is almost tangible. Eleven years in the dark, finally fixed. 

And so, the moment soon comes. Gladio takes him close to the edge, facing East, and both talk quietly every now and then, a few comments here and there, before Gladio guesses it’s time. So, quietly, he tells so to Ignis, and turns him around, standing behind him, and Gladio himself starts undoing his bandages. Once they come off, Gladio keeps them to his eyes a few moments.

“Ready?”

“As much as I can be.”

Finally, Gladio removes it full this time. 

Ignis still keeps the eyes closed for a moment, and they start blinking. And so, he opens them.And he can see.And there’s that tiny dot of light in the horizon.And he can see it.He’s sensing it, and seeing it.

And here there could be two options that I’ll melt into one because #timeandspacelol. So Ignis watches the sun start to rise. Sees the little dot starting to turn bigger, and watches the sky turn from black to a line of golden, that eventually paints the sky in red. And it keeps growing. It almost feels like music, quiet and bittersweet. There’s light going in every direction, born from the astro king. From the sun of dawn.From the King of Light.From Noct. 

Ignis watches it, watches all. The sun, its beams, the sky, its colors, the clouds, the change of palette, gradual and eventual, the buildings of the distance, the tiny silhouette of the outside wall, the sea….it’s beautiful. Impossible to look away.

Yet, he does. He looks away.

Out of nowhere, Ignis turns around over his heels, eyes closed. Gladio’s a bit startled at the motion, because he had not expected Ignis to look away from the sun of dawn for at least fifteen more minutes, but there he was, facing him now, eyes closed. Gladio feels his stomach drop to his feet, and some black hole behind the lungs swallowing his organs, because he’s impossibly nervous. He feels like this is the most important event of his life, that Ignis is about to see him again. He should be excited, but he’s not. He’s scared and nervous.

Without seeing, Ignis takes his hands without saying anything, and he brings them up, placing them quietly and gently on his face. Gladio’s still startled and nervous, but he doesn’t question Ignis and only keeps the hands on his beloved one’s face. 

And so, smiling softly, with Gladio holding his face, Ignis opens the eyes.

And he can see Gladio.And he’s seeing him.And he’s seeing him.

And the reaction is immediate; Ignis’ soft smile immediately vanishes, and his expression softens in a way that makes Gladio’s heart stop and ache inside. If he had to describe it in some way, he would say Ignis’ expression dropped. Because it felt like someting falling and shattering. Like a child running downstairs with the biggest of joys reflected on his tiny smile because he’s about to see Santa, but suddenly walks in on his dad putting the presents under the tree.It feels like disappointment. 

So Gladio says nothing and tries forcing a smile at him, but he can’t help the clear signs of worry and some sadness in his expression. Ignis doesn’t seem to catch it; he’s still staring at Gladio in awe. Soon enough, the recently healed man moves a hand up and places it on Gladio’s cheek. It hesitates an inch from his skin, before landing, and Gladio feels a bit rejected at the motion. Ignis’ hand slightly trembles against him. 

“My gods…Gladio…”

Ignis sounds breathless and he still has that shocked expression. Gladio eventually lets go of Ignis’ face, but the man’s other hand catches one of Gladio’s midwair and keeps it gripped. Gladio stares at him, trying to hide all his fear, and he suddenly feels something inside himself drop when Ignis’ eyes get all watery.And, suddenly, Ignis is smiling at him in a way Gladio had not ever seen before.Like a groom seeing his bride in her dress for the first time.Like Prompto stares at dawn.Like those videos of people reuniting with their family after ten years.Like Gladio had died, and had just come back to life after a decade.

Because besides smiling, Ignis starts crying.

“Gladio, you’re even more beautiful than before…”

And, of course, that takes Gladio off guard. All that he can do is look at Ignis eyes widened and mouth slightly opened. He grips back on the hand that Ignis is holding, and he looks a bit puzzled at the shorter man. Some moments later, Gladio smiles at him with a little exhale escaping him, and he feels his eyes start to water as well. Both grin at each other, and Ignis is still staring at him and holding his face and still crying. His eyes move everywhere, on every single inch of Gladio’s face. 

Gladio just lets him, and every second he does but widen the smile, because Ignis is looking at him like Gladio really is the most beautiful thing  in the entire universe. 

“Iggy, sweetheart, you’re missing the rest of dawn…”

“The past where it belongs” Ignis tells him. “Noct is gone and I have to accept that. But you’re still here. With me.” Ignis takes both of Gladio’s hands with his own. “Enough of looking at the past. I want to look at my present and future. And both, my darling, both are you.”

It’s then when Gladio drops his own tears. It’s joy, of course. But it’s so much joy it also hurts. Like excess of ice burns, the amount of happiness is so great it’s aching. Ignis had always had a way with words, had always been a silent romantic, but this was far more than Gladio could handle. It was not just their romance; all this involved Noctis, too, their loved friend and brother. It involved Ignis’ accident and injury. It involved everything they had lost and won, everything they had to let go, and everything they were earning now.

Gladio, crying as well, nods at him only, because he can’t speak anymore. He brings Igni’s hands up and kisses them, before Ignis lets go of one of them just to hold Gladio’s face again, caress it gently, clean away his tears while Ignis himself cries. 

They had planned to look at dawn that morning. That was literally the only thing on the list. But none look at it. They look at each other’s crying eyes and nowhere else for as long as sunrise happens. None look at their past. Both focus on their present and future, both held in each other’s eyes and just that. 

And the sun shines particularly soft and bright that morning.Like it’s happy to see them like that. Carrying on, together, and finally out of the dark.

Aaah…

Anon.

Anon this is a beautiful scenario. Thank you so much, anon :’)

Edit: Well, damn, this is longer and more formal than I intended.Almost-a-fanfic. ‘I don’t have the time’, I said. ‘I’ll keep it short’, I said.