#order of the flame au

[kajilychnis]

I had a weird idea + headcanons + Arcane Order AU Fanfiction (?)

What if the members of the Arcane Order didn't want to wipe out humanity ? What if they lived a bit like humans ? Is this a fanfiction idea ?

I don't know why I asked myself this question while I was taking a shower, but in any case I looked like a crazy woman giggling in my bath. First of all I want to say that Bellroc and Skrael, in this alternate universe, although they do not seek to annihilate humans, they remain quite skeptical and distrustful of humans. Nari tries to change their minds by always giving them a new reason every day. Skrael is quite wary of humans, but he recognizes that humans have created good things, even if things for him are more black than white.

Skrael is a bit of a nerd of the trio, he spends his time reading books created all over the world and he is often on his computer. I don't know what came over me to imagine Skrael with a headset with cyan blue neon lights and cat ears.

The trios observe the humans from afar, in general they rarely communicate with humans and Bellroc warns them to have as little contact with them as possible even if Nari does not respect this instruction so much.

Nari is the gardener of the trio, not very surprising actually. She works as a florist in secret, behind Bellroc and Skrael's back, of course Skrael is not as gullible as Bellroc and he quickly understood that Nari was doing something behind them. Of course, Skrael is not a charitable soul, he keeps Nari's secret in exchange for some materials that he needs.

Bellroc spends their time hanging out in the castle or outside in nature in general, they are imperative on this, they does not want to be exploited by the human way of life. Although sometimes they let themselves be convinced by Nari and Skrael to watch a movie on TV in the evening. They really are the boomer of the group, Skrael likes to tease him about it, even if Bellroc doesn't understand what it means to be a "boomer".

If Bellroc is so adamant about trusting humans, it's because they knows humans very well. Their past, which comes from a very distant time and era, is loaded with traumas and regrets. This is why Bellroc remains very adamant about humans.

Anyway, I know I'm swamped with college and I still won't be able to write and draw my story/manga so instead I figured a fanfiction would take less time. So what about this ?

[kittyflufi123]

Human arcane order AU!!

I finally present to you my human AU of the arcane order!! after so much time planning their designs and everything... I made this little graphic with information about them!!

I'll leave some bonuses for you to be curious about!! and maybe I'll do short stories on ao3.. but nothing so relevant just short stories hihi

information:

skrael:

• is 27 years old

•works as a stylist at a fashion agency and in his spare time works in a cafe.

•likes fighting games and stories (god of war, red dead redemption, dark deception, etc.)

•lives in the united states in las vegas with bellroc.

• loves cold foods, especially iced coffee and vanilla and mint ice cream

• married to bellroc for 3 years and has 10 years of friendship with nari and bellroc

bellroc:

• is 29 years old

•works as an architect in a very old construction company.

•likes boxing in his spare time and karate on the weekends

•lives in the United States in Las Vegas with Skrael (but has lived in China and Japan)

•fluent in English, Japanese, Chinese and knows a little Russian and Brazilian Portuguese (thanks to Nari is Skrael)

•likes hot and sweet foods (hot chocolate, cappuccino, cake, chicken and cheese snacks)

•He likes to sleep cuddled up in Skrael on hot nights and travels to Australia on summer holidays to see his country.

nari:

• is 25 years old

•works as a biologist for a TV show and takes care of a sanctuary in Canada.

•likes gardening in his spare time and hiking in the mountains for camping.

•lives in the united states in new york with douxie and archier.

•He likes to visit Bellroc and Skrael during the summer holidays and always prepares his famous feijoada (a typical Brazilian dish) with lots of pepper, because he knows that Bellroc likes it.

•fluent in English, Russian and a little Japanese.

•nari likes any type of food, but prefers less industrialized things as some can give her allergies.

•She goes to Brazil with Douxie and Archier almost every Christmas so she can be with her family.

Well!!! This was a little information about them!! I hope you like it and I'll see you later!! :3

[falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand]

okay. i caved

(individual versions under the cut!)

i had SO much fun rendering their skin tbh

[albentelisa]

Hi! Here's a slight angsty idea. What if Jim was taken at four and raised by Bellroc and Skreal due to them finding out he would be the next trollhunter?

Wow, an angsty idea, indeed!

I say that the Arcane Order will do everything to disconnect Jim from humanity. Obviously, there will be indoctrination about humans being vile and wretched creatures, the true scum of the planet, only deserving to be exterminated. I also feel that Bellroc and Skrael will pour their magic into Jim, attempting to alter his species as well, though they pick a gradual approach, so that Jim still ages like a human and they have their champion ready fast enough.

Obviously, Jim is oblivious that he's one of loathsome humans - he thinks he simply looks like one. He believes that Bellroc and Skrael are his true parents, and as he has some control over both ice and fire, it seems plausible.

Green Knight is Jim's sword teacher in this AU, and he's the only member of the Arcane Order Jim doesn't like as Green Knight is rather hostile and cold towards him. Jim also joins Green Knight on his missions where he either hunts Merlin's associates or looks for Nari and is forced to kill people there.

However, Jim doesn't follow the Order's indoctrination blindly. Seeing the human society on his missions makes him question if humans are actually that irredeemable as he sees some good sides rather regularly. Bellroc and Skrael simply explain it with 'the humans are just that good in hiding their viles'.

The Order initially doesn't go for 'let's start a magic apocalypse'. They keep it as a last reserve, planning to bet everything on Morgana's plan (which is teaming up with Gunmar). They are fine as long as humanity is erradicated.

Bellroc and Skrael decide to team up with the Janus Order and put Jim there as their representative and supervisor (they are the only party that knows about the latter though). Nevertheless, Stricklander feels that something is off and takes Jim to live with him (and enrolls him in the school) to have him busy and under constant surveillance. Strickler isn't that sure what kind of being Jim is, but he can bet that Jim is at least partially human (much to Jim's chagrin). They have a lot of arguments about humanity.

Jim meets Toby in the school and befriends him (well, more like Toby forces himself into the friend position, and Jim has no idea how to say 'no'). He also sees Claire and starts to develop feelings for her (which he cannot explain and is a bit scared of). Barbara is Strickler's girlfriend in this AU, so Jim meets her when she visits. Barbara believes that her son is dead, but talking to Jim invokes some odd familiarity (and Jim feels the same).

All those new connections make Jim waver a lot. In the end, he isn't evil - he's still a rightful guy who believes he does the right thing, protecting magic creatures from humans.

And he also cannot escape from his fate as he finds the amulet one day. The right thing from his point of view should have been delivering it to Strickler, but Jim decides to keep it and play his own game. He pretends to be the enemy of Bular and the protector of the Trollmarket, claiming it's for giving the Janus Order more space and time for finishing Killahead in peace. He promises to bring the amulet after that.

Yet new bonds with both humans and good trolls make Jim question all his previous actions, and he betrays Arcane Order at the last second, choosing to walk his own path and decide for himself.

Bellroc and Skrael don't know about it for a while as Jim keeps reporting to them finding plausible excuses. Only after Jim contacts Merlin and slays Gunmar, they realize that Jim, like Nari, has abandoned them.

The Arcane Order is deadset on returning and punishing Jim afterward (much like Nari) as he is a family member for them.

[slic3d--br3ad]

Arcane Order Eli has been on my mind for a few years. Eli is one of my favorite characters and has been since I joined the fandom sometime after season 2 aired; he's baby, yk? Bellroc and Skrael are sexy so full of potential that got crushed with the movie's release, which fuels my love for them. It's only natural I'd want to pair them up, which is challenging when Eli hasn't interacted with any of them in canon.

When it comes to Eli actually joining them, I've been stuck on what makes this twist of fate liable. The Arcane Order hates humanity, why would they accept this rando kid as one of them? Eli has probably the most sunny disposition of the cast, how on this green Earth would he get along with Bellroc and Skrael?

Now I'm at the point where I can post a concept that I agree with, though it surely needs some tweaks.

Eli's Side

• As we've seen at the ending of RotT, Toby isn't nearly as assertive against Steve's bullying and this continues for quite a bit even after becoming the Trollhunter. As a consequence, Steve doubles down on his bullying because no one has the nerve to humble him. Eli and Steve never become close enough to become the Creepslayerz and their relationship rots after they're paired together by Jim, who, missing the finer details of their friendship, assumes that they will become close eventually.

• Because they aren't friends, Eli doesn't bond with the Royals; he instead sees them as his bully's girlfriend/the girlfriend's brother, prompting him to keep them at arm's length for his own safety. Krel becomes the one to bond with Steve the most, though he vetos being called a Creepslayer lol.

• After being brought into the Guardians, his friendships don't seem to extend beyond talking at school. He obviously doesn't vibe with Steve, but Eli doesn't have a chance with the tight-knit Toby Trio. Douxie, Zoe, and Claire are the resident Wizards, and Eli obviously doesn't have magic(yet). Krel, being a tech genius, provides all the technological knowledge the group needs which makes his computer skills lackluster in comparison.

• Key events that previously led to Eli's discovery of the supernatural are disrupted; Jim already knows about Bular and the changelings using the museum, so there's no need to stake out Eli's house when he shows everyone the picture of the dead goblin. Toby can't keep a secret as cool as being able to form a suit of armor with a magical amulet (despite Jim's best effort lol) and manages to humble Steve sometime after Bular's defeat. Toby becomes Steve's go-to for reporting supernatural incidents, like the wild goblin in his garage. With no one believing him, Eli ultimately gives up on his conspiracy theories, instead opting for small self-improvement, like indulging in his love for scriptwriting or jogging at night.

• The supernatural worlds are gradually revealed to the public by Toby and Co., which leaves a bitter taste in Eli's mouth when he receives no credit for making his discoveries before them.

• All in all, Eli is left feeling unappreciated and isolated; Toby still entrusted a Troll Market key to him but Eli doesn't utilize it much and keeps his distance from their missions.

Arcane Order's Side

• Merlin, the only one aware of Jim's status as a time traveler, utilizes Jim's memories of the alternate universe to convince Morgana that she's on the wrong side of history so she deflects from the Order and kills her mind-broken brother to put him out of his misery. Whether time-travel shenanigans take place or not is in the air right now.

• Douxie levels up and KO's Bellroc and Skrael, the Guardians win, Merlin lives, the city remains under their protection, and the Arcane Order scurry away to plot for another 900 years...supposedly.

• Bellroc feels an odd connection to the town(actually the Heartstone below the town that they managed to briefly connect with in the movie) and risks their discovery to relocate their damaged ship behind the mountain and fix it up.

• Bellroc has generally been preoccupied with chasing Camelot around and has little time to indulge in hobbies; Skrael has slightly more freedom to chillax. As they hadn't quite written out the kinks in a wonky fixer-upper spell, Bellroc is drained after repairing the castle and comically tucks in for a week-long nap.

• Skrael takes it upon himself to explore their surroundings and perhaps find Nari in the town. Speaking of Nari, her magic signature is dulled with a device that Krel creates for her safety. Not even Merlin can track her while she wears the collar device so he decides that there's no need for her to flee while Douxie is around to keep his eye on her in the safety of Arcadia. Nari feels owned grateful for Merlin's wisdom and generosity and, while she has to keep a low profile and Merlin advises her against using her magic, she enjoys her time with the kiddos.

• The Arcane Order is now without a Champion and an Enforcer, while Nari shows no interest in returning to them; things 're tough for them at the moment.

• In hindsight, a mind-broken, undead king and a witch who worked for them on emotional impulse weren't the most ideal candidates to employ.

• What they really need is someone who's ready and willing to learn from them and fight for their cause with their own free will, but fat chance of that happening anytime soon lol.

Meeting

Their story starts after the battle between the Arcane Order and the Guardians of Arcadia, which happened around the same time as it happened in Wizards. Obviously, Eli doesn't become the ambassador of Akiridian-5 and only has surface-level knowledge of the events.

Eli finds Skrael entirely by accident while running in the forest, still habitually accustomed to staying up late working on his conspiracy board; when Skrael tries to leave, he grabs onto them and is teleported to the castle. This wakes Bellroc, who's a little peeved at being disturbed two days into their nap and is like "!!????"

Eli is not aware that they are the ones who caused a bunch of damage to the town recently. Seeing the majesty of their newly repaired castle is the tipping point Eli needs to finally geek out over something supernatural after restraining himself for months.

He fawns over the castle, strokes their egos a bit (which saves his life, because it's a smidge harder to kill someone who's being nice to them), and asks them if someone like him has any chance at learning magic.

Bellroc and Skrael are baffled at this twist of fate and while they certainly debate killing him, they drop it after Eli innocently tells them that he's a part-timer for the Guardians(and if they are lost wizards needing advice from the Great and All-Powerful Merlin then he can work something out blahblahblah).

Offing the guy would risk Merlin's suspicion and him striking them in a weakened state would be a major blow, like kicking a wasp's nest.

Sleepy Bellroc isn't really in their right mind but nonetheless has an idea and decides the best way to get rid of this human without homicide is by accepting his request to learn magic.

No, really.

Sleepy Bellroc plays along with his delusion of magical expertise and, after giving him a few dozen sheets that make up a single beginner's spell, makes him an offer: if he learns that spell within the week, less than five days at this point, entirely by himself, Bellroc will accept him as their apprentice. If he fails, however, he has to consent to a memory wipe of the past week and get lost. Eli accepts.

Skrael, in shock at Bellroc's supposed generosity, looks over this "beginner's spell" they gave to the boy. He quickly picks up on Bellroc's trickery and wishes Eli the best of luck before taking him back to the forest.

What Eli doesn't know is that the papers (translated to English for his convenience) are actually the directions for performing a combat spell that even young master wizards can have trouble with; about as far from the basics as a wizard can get. In other words, Eli will fail no matter how hard he tries and get his memory wiped and probably chucked off a small cliff to pass off his memory loss as an accident. Skrael can't wait to bear witness to the greatest prank ever.

Unfortunately, they severely underestimate Eli's reawakened enthusiasm for the supernatural and intense desire to belong in a group. Fueled on nothing but coffee, dreams, and that happy feeling of having passion for something new, he manages to awaken the magic inside him. Accident, or perhaps fate?

With a rough estimate from Douxie (who takes his secrecy at face value and innocently wants him to succeed) that a new spell on a beginner's level takes a few hours to around 3 days to learn, Eli manages to pull it off within 4 days, just hours before his deadline. All in all, Bellroc is pissed at his success but doesn't want to pull back on a promise. Skrael just thinks it's hysterical that Bellroc's trick completely backfired on them and is engaged in the progress of his companion's bizarre new apprentice.

Bellroc's method of "teaching", while unorthodox and not at all providing their desired result, has some basis in reality: not specifying to someone that a task is supposed to be "hard" can increase the likelihood that they can complete that task with little struggle. (Get Anyone To Do Anything! David J. Lieberman!) This doesn't work on everyone but it worked on Eli lol.

[funeralscythe]

you know what, fuck it. i'm making an effort to move on into the genloss fandom. i tried a while back but it didn't stick, but now i'm back on my crossover au bullshit tossing rgb trio into elden ring. gl!ranboo character study disguised as an elden ring au. he's melina now. specifically we're working with the theory that melina is the gloam-eyed queen, rebirthed and repurposed by marika as a final safeguard to ensure the perpetuation of the golden order that usurped her. if this gets refuted in the dlc i don't care.

the tone starts out as a funny roadtrip comedy with sneeg and charlie as two tarnished who are desperately trying to get ranboo to adventure with them instead of just kind of tailing them while incorporeal and it progressively devolves into darker territory, reaching its darkest point when ranboo remembers his purpose, and sneeg and charlie meet shabriri, who promises them he can help them save ranboo from his destined death. from there it is of course a shitshow.

[pinkytoothlesso11]

This is pretty dark, but if the Arcane Order had taken Jim as a baby from Barabra in order to turn him into their loyal champion, how different do you think that Jim would turn out?

Whether or not Barabra witnessed the kidnapping of her son is up to you.

Oh, and I will say this: The Green Knight and Jim downright hate each other.

I think a Jim taken by the Arcane Order as a baby would be VERY different from Canon. He would verge on being a villain, being raised to kill at a young age and to view all other humans as contemptable.

I think Barbara would believe her son died, as that would be easy enough to make possible by Bellroc and Skrael, and in their eyes of she thinks her son is dead, then she won't try and find him.

The Green Knight is all but a puppet to Bellroc and Skrael and Jim hates that he's bigger and stronger than him and the fact The Green Knight takes every opportunity to remind him.

[featherlouise]

Psst will mothfriend meet Holly? Or you havent had plans for him in the root of evil au yet? Otherwise, how will they meet?

Oooooo I've not really considered it if I'm honest??? Mothfriend lives in a kingdom that's a pretty long ways away from Hallownest

But if I can squeeze him in I am 100% doing that

I imagine the Order would be very interested to find out that their goddess is trying to regain her body

[pellucid-constellations]

Lessons in Care

Pairing: Line Cook!Azriel x Reader

Summary: Azriel loves you so much. Even though you can't cook. You're trying though.

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: A small injury

a/n: Consider this a small gift to make up for me disappearing for a month <3 This is part of the line cook au, but as I've mentioned, nothing is really in order so read however you want :) The rest of this AU can be found in my masterlist right there ⬇ love you <3

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“Like this?” You shook the pan a little harder, the handle's weight tweaking your wrist at an odd angle. 

“Almost. Try not to hold your elbow so close to your body. It won’t flip right.” 

You pressed your lips together and narrowed your eyes. “This is so hard.” 

“I believe in you,” Azriel teased, an amused upturn of his eyes as he watched you struggle. 

“Why is this pan so heavy? It’s literally like 40 pounds.” 

“It’s cast iron, baby.” 

“That’s stupid.” 

Azriel barked out a laugh, red tinting his cheeks as if he hadn’t expected the sound to leave his lips. Your mouth quirked up in a small smile despite your struggle. You shot your gaze to the side to try and catch the sweet expression that still lingered on Azriel’s face.

“Would you like me to do it?” Azriel posed after clearing his throat. 

“Of course not. I came early so you could teach me.” 

“I could teach you another time. You have class soon.” 

“Why do you want me to fail?” 

“I don’t—” 

“You totally do. You want me unable to cook for myself so I’ll always have to rely on you, and then I’ll never be able to leave you.” 

Azriel laughed again, a quiet, rumbling sound. “You caught me. Now hand that over before you hurt yourself.” 

You groaned and turned slightly to evade your boyfriend’s reach. “Az, I’m serious. Teach me how to flip these stupid eggs right now.” 

“Okay, okay. Just let me help.” 

The feel of Azriel’s hand lightly sliding over yours startled you. You jumped and your fingers twitched, the sudden motion sending the tips of your fingers too far forward until a simmering pain shot through your skin. You flung the pan back on the burner instantly, its contents splattering along the stove and into the open flame. It burned a bright orange and then settled as you held your hand close to your chest. 

You hissed a breath through your teeth and Azriel’s hands were on you. 

“Shit, baby, let me see, yeah?” he stressed, mindlessly turning the burner off without taking his eyes off you. He tugged your hand at your chest with gentle fingers. “Let me see.” 

You released the tight grip on your fingers and rested them in Azriel’s open palm. “I was just surprised. I don’t think it’s that bad.” 

Azriel’s brow furrowed as he examined your burn. He tsked, pulling you gently by your wrist over to the sink. “It’s going to blister.” 

Cool water rushed from the pipes and soothed your skin. Azriel held your wrist in a soft grip and turned your hand slowly, back and forth in a repetitive motion. 

“I don’t think so, Az. It’s not that bad.” 

Azriel shook his head. “That pan was pretty hot—I’d be surprised if it didn’t.” He looked up at you. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you.” 

You offered a gentle smile and pressed a kiss to his jaw. “You didn’t scare me.” You raised your brow playfully. “You just made me nervous. A cute guy like you holding my hand—reaching over to help me to cook. Made me all jumpy.” 

Azriel breathed out a disbelieving scoff. “I’ve done far worse than just hold your hand.” 

“Scandalous!” you proclaimed, affronted. “How can you say such things at work, Azriel? You’ll be fired.” 

“I can only hope,” Azriel grumbled. 

Azriel directed you to keep your hand under the water as he dug through a cabinet for the first-aid kit despite your protests. You truly felt that you were fine and didn’t even need a bandaid, but it was easy to forget the multitude of scars that littered Azriel’s hands and how they contrasted with your completely unmarred skin. 

That was purposeful, meaningful—Azriel worked hard so you wouldn't have to. Azriel found peace in keeping you safe and happy. 

So you let him fuss. 

“Okay, let me see again, baby,” Azriel requested, flipping the water off and reaching for your hand. Your skin stung as it met the air beyond the sink, but Azriel’s caring touch was like a balm. 

He dried your fingers with a towel and uncapped a spray bottle, coating your burn with too much of the medication before grabbing a set of gauze and tape. You stared at the materials in exasperation. Azriel didn’t notice the expression and continued to admisinister care as if you’d been in a fire.

“Az, I love you so much, but I don’t need all of that. It’s a small burn. I’ve probably done worse with my curling iron.” 

Your boyfriend only hummed and continued his work. “I don’t want it to scar. It blistered already.” 

“Yes, but—” 

“Almost done.”

You let him work. A few moments of silence passed. Azriel kept his gaze hard and his brow set in a harsh line. 

That wouldn’t do. 

Once your finger was fully wrapped and protected from everything Azriel could fear, you puckered your lips in contemplation and shook your head. 

“Still hurts really bad,” you admitted, leaning back against the counter. Azriel followed your movements, leaving little space between you. 

“What?” he questioned, a tinge of panic in his tone. “That should’ve numbed it. How bad does it hurt?” 

“Really, really bad. Like my whole hand is on fire, actually.”

Azriel—who had yet to release your fingers—stared down at them in startled befuddlement. He turned them one way and then another as if that would answer his questioning gaze, and then looked back up to meet your eyes in a way that was almost pleading. 

“I’m sorry, maybe I should—”

“You have to kiss it,” you revealed, not wanting the sad expression to linger on his face any longer. “Duh.” 

Azriel let out a breath that bordered on relief, but most of it seemed founded in exasperation. He shook his head and brought your fingers up to his lips all the same, smiling to himself as he began to kiss each of your fingertips. Even the ones that clearly weren’t burnt. He flipped your hand over and kissed the knuckles, too, capturing your eyes as he glanced at you from beneath his lashes. 

“‘M sorry you got hurt,” he mumbled with his lips against the back of your hand. “Told you you shouldn’t try cooking, baby.” 

The warm feeling that had begun to seep into your chest paled in comparison to the offended scoff that echoed in the empty kitchen. Azriel’s poorly concealed, devious smile was hidden in the kisses he started pressing into your palm, and although it would have fit the sound you let out, you didn’t pull away. 

“Azriel, you are just asking for me to—” 

“The hell is going on in here?” The kitchen door smacked against the frame as Cassian made his entrance. “Someone get hurt?” 

Azriel dropped your hand just as soon as Cassian had spotted him pressed against you, clearing his throat and turning to the disheveled first-aid kit on the counter. You brought your knuckles up to your mouth to hide your laugh at Azriel’s expense, his face flushing in vulnerability. 

“Oh, I see what was going on. You were romancing your girl, weren’t you, Az? Well, don’t let me interrupt. You came in early and everything,” Cassian teased, his hands raised in surrender. 

“We were just finishing up,” you countered, a laugh trickling through. “I have to get to class, Cass. You can start your shift.” 

“Uh huh,” Cassian smiled, raising his brows and then lowering them when he caught your hand reaching for your backpack. “You okay?” 

“She’s fine,” Azriel interrupted. He took your bag from you and slung it over his shoulder, pressing a nonchalant kiss to your head that you knew was actually not nonchalant. “I’m going to take her to school. Cover for me for 20?” 

“Sure, man.” 

“Az, I was going to take the bus you don’t have to—” 

“C’mon, baby.” 

“But I don’t even have my helmet for your bike.”

“I always bring your helmet.”

[otaku553]

♠️ SPADE PIRATE SABO AU MASTERPOST ♠️

Reference

Comics (in chronological order):

Sixis: First Meeting | About Dreams | Flames (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) | Fire (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) | Rocket | Landing

East Blue: Muscle Memory

Grand Line (Paradise): Observation | Good company in a moment of calm

Asks & Misc:

One brain cell between the two of them (or less)

Differences between canon Sabo and Tage

Silhouette and early designs

Who's the impulse control

Tage’s Observation Haki

Tage’s name (1)

Tage’s name (2)

Where is Deuce

Doodles 1

Doodles 2

Fashion

Tage and his emotions

Happy Holidays

[sunseed-fandump]

The Witch must have been crazy to have made such a Bad Batch of cookies...

(Sorry it's not any of my other AU content, but this was an idea I just really wanted to get out of my head.)

More Info under the cut!

The kids are EEEEEVIL!!!!

Wizard is in his Azure Flame costume from ovenbreak. Strawberry is Wild Strawberry from Twizzly Gummy’s Crew. Gingerbrave is emo a zombie, kinda.

In this timeline, Wizard’s need for power in order to survive quickly turned into a lust for it. He craves it, and is under the thrall of the Azure Flame Staff which whispers to him. He is convinced that only the strong will survive, and those without power are worthless. He is terrified of being powerless as a result. He remembers what it’s like to be helpless, and never wants to feel that way again. His prickly and reclusive attitude is a result of trying not to get attached (because attachments are a weakness) yet he can’t help but have a small fondness for Gingerbrave and Strawberry, as they’re one of the few cookies who understand what it’s like to hit rock bottom.

Strawberry was deeply traumatized when she saw her witch eat a cookie before her eyes. When she tried to warn others of what she had seen, she was dismissed. Too quiet, too soft, too shy. Eventually she found herself on Twizzly Gummy Cookie’s crew, and they were a pretty bad influence. She learned to be ruthless, because showing kindness will just result in others walking all over her. This version of her isn’t afraid of speaking her mind and being heard. Twizzly’s gang fell apart due to the TBD, and she felt abandoned as a result. After being spat out into a random timeline she decided to lay low and eventually met Wizard and Gingerbrave. She’s stuck with them ever since and silently appreciates their loyalty.

This timeline’s Gingerbrave didn’t survive his escape from the oven. The Witch caught him just as he had busted open the doors and she smashed him to pieces. However, with a few icing stitches and a bit of dark magic, he was brought back to life and swore vengeance on all witches. Not too long after escaping his Witch, he recruited Wizard and Strawberry to his cause to “fix” what he perceives to be a rotten world. He does truly care for his comrades and considers them his dearest friends, as they were the first to not mistake him for a mindless undead or recoil at his habit of falling apart. He’s retained a decent sense of humor, and is still a bit ignorant when it comes to the world due to being freshly baked, however he’s a lot more closed off when it comes to strangers and not quick to think that everyone has his best interest in mind like his Canon counterpart.

The trio have looked out for one another for a while, at first things were a bit rocky between them, a loose allyship to pursue a common goal; but it’s grown into a deep loyalty towards each other.

If Wizard Cookie is separated from the Azure Flame Staff for too long he starts to experience severe withdrawal symptoms. His fear of being powerless, alongside the Staff’s thrall over him, will cause him to act desperately and get it back by any means necessary.

Wild Strawberry Cookie has seen a lot in other timelines, and as a result recognizes quite a few faces that she otherwise wouldn’t have met. She also has a stash of Time Jumpers, which allows her to dominate a battlefield as she utilizes its abilities to fast-forward and rewind herself.

Gingerbrave frequently has to redo his stitches, as they have a habit of breaking or wearing down due to the icing’s low quality. The worst ones are around his neck, which will cause his head to go flying off and getting lost. Despite the major drawbacks this causes, he can also use it to his advantage, as his individual parts are still autonomous from one another. He can also swap parts out for new ones, meaning if he loses an arm, he can take one from a fallen enemy cookie or cake monster and use that instead. He has a supply of different parts that he swaps out depending on the mission. However, he feels most comfortable with his original pieces.

While it isn’t official, Gingerbrave is considered the leader, as he keeps the group focused on their goal: to steal the Soul Jam and use them to destroy the Witches and their influence.

They actually don’t like Dark Enchantress Cookie and don’t plan to join the Cookies of Darkness. While they both have similar plans of stealing the Soul Jam and wanting to reform the world, Dark Enchantress wants to make a world that is under her control, while Gingerbrave wants to create a world of absolute free will and lawlessness.

Basically, the kids are anarchists who view Dark Enchantress and the Ancient Heroes as Tyrants.

Idk if i'll do more with this concept, but I thought it would be fun/funny considering Strawberry and Wizard both already have "evil" designs.

[kajilychnis]

Chapter I of "Arcane Heterize" a Trollhunters, Arcane Order fanfiction.

Author's Note : Before reading part 1 of my fanfiction about the Arcane order (which are characters from the trollhunters series). I wanted to warn you about several things about this fanfiction. First of all, I don't think I'll insert a ship during this story. I know people are tired of reading erotic fanfiction with ships (me too obviously). So this fanfiction won't contain this HOWEVER for Bellroc's past which would surely be revealed in the next chapters, it will surely have original characters since there "must be" people in their past who made them hate the humans. Secondly, I strongly advise you to go read my previous post before reading the first chapter, it's kind of a summary of this fanfiction. Third, I was wondering if I should continue posting on Tumblr or create an account on AO3 to post this fanfiction ? What do you think ? Is this a better idea idea ? Or maybe both.

Now that the essential has been said, enjoy reading !

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The Arcane Order, a trio of primordial demigods who wished to maintain balance between magic and mortals. Even though in reality, their actions only caused suffering to humanity and magical beings... well yes... that's what we know about them. But in this alternate universe, the trio of demigods are different from the ones we know. Not completely... Bellroc is still the hothead of the three, Skrael is still the sarcastic pessimist of the trio, and Nari is still their only remaining ray of sunshine who always sees the bright side of things. Every day Nari comes up with a new idea to convince the other two that humans aren't so bad. Of course Skrael and Bellroc always try to question her opinion on humans but despite this she does not let herself be discouraged. Bellroc had even almost managed to convince Nari about humans, by saying : "Aren't they the same ones who are trying to raze your trees and pretty plants in order to acquire ever more polluting territories ?".

That day, Nari thought she was sinking into despair and pessimism for a moment. She looked around her and saw humans throwing trash on the ground, humans trampling plants without any qualms, factories that polluted the air and made the air less and less breathable. But she has also seen humans protecting nature, humans defending nature against those who exploit it, humans trying to save our beautiful blue planet and its breathtaking oceans and natural spaces. And for Nari, that was enough to have hope, for a better future. Skrael was always bringing up statistics about the pollution of the earth and its consequences to Nari, only because he couldn't stand her optimism. Skrael is a very pragmatic and rational person, he often tries to make his peers listen to reason. He doesn't really have any bad intentions, he just thinks it's about stating facts and nothing else.

Just today, he had done an internet search on his computer that he almost never leaves except if it's to read a book, and he found an 'interesting' video for Nari. As he entered Nari's room, he saw Nari dressing in a strange green florist's apron. He analyzed her from head to toe, she was wearing boots ! Boots ! He thought outraged. He frowned when he saw the woolen hat she wore to hide her antlers.

-"What is the meaning of this... pitiful attire ?" He hissed in a tone full of disdain.

-"Please... do not tell anything to Bellroc... but..." She retorted nervously.

Skrael quickly glanced her up and down before raising an non existent eyebrow.

-"But what ?"

-"But I work in a plant shop as a florist !" She said quickly without articulating as if she had always been waiting for this moment.

The ice demigod standing before her was speechless, he was opening his mouth then closing it then opening it again. He couldn't find the words. But he quickly pulled himself together, swallowed before adopting a firm and assertive tone.

-"Don't you think I didn't already know what you were doing behind me and Bellroc's back ? Do you think I'm as gullible as the hothead ? You see, my dear, you can't hide anything from me, you always go out on the same days at the same time and quite quickly as if you didn't want to be seen... by us."

Nari's eyes widen, of course yes, she knew that Skrael was the most observant and intelligent of the three, but she didn't think he suspected anything.

-"I... I know that... yes..."

-"Well, what are you waiting for to offer me interesting and tempting suggestions so that I don't tell the whole truth to the mighty and fiery Bellroc ?" He said in a low and mocking tone.

End of the chapter...

Spoiler Alert : Douxie and probably Zoe will be in this fanfic, so stay tuned. Chapters will be longer than this one... Oh and sorry for my bad english.

[kittyflufi123]

"Butterflies"

🇱🇷:Yay!!! Another beautiful art from my skraelroc ship!! only this time.. and a gift for my dear @dreamcrow !!

I don't know if you've ever thought about the possibility of them adopting an abandoned child in the primitive era for your characters... but I ended up having this idea and I thought it would be really cute to make this gift for you!! She doesn't have a name.. because I wanted you to choose yourself, so if you reblog, I'd love to know her name!!:3

She is 5 years old and wears the clothes (in miniature that Skrael made) from Bellroc's childhood and Skrael's old "sleeves" from when he was still human.

she was found by them when she was 1 year old (a baby) in a destroyed city, she was crying a lot and hungry and they ended up adopting her, skrael was the first to get attached to her and bellroc the second, and they take care of her her with great affection ^^

I hope you like the gift!!! and give you good stories too ;3

🇧🇷:Yay!!! mais uma linda art do meu ship skraelroc!! so que desta vez.. e um presente pro meu querido @dreamcrow !!

eu não sei se vc ja pensou pros seus personagens essa possiblidade deles adotarem uma criança abandonada na era primitiva.. mas eu acabei tendo essa ideia e achei que seria muito fofinho fazer esse presente pra vc!!

ela não tem um nome.. pq eu queria que vc escolhe-se, então caso reblogue, vou adorar saber o nome dela!! :3

ela tem 5 anos de idade e usa as roupas (em miniatura que skrael fez) da infância de bellroc e as "mangas" velhas de skrael de quando ele ainda era humano.

ela foi encontrada por eles quando tinha 1 ano de idade ( um bebê) em uma cidade destruida, ela estava chorando muito e com fome e acabaram por adota-la, skrael foi o primeiro a se apegar por ela e bellroc o segundo, e cuidam dela com muito carinho ^^

espero que vc goste do presente!!! e que te de boas histórias também ;3

[falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand]

i’m not finishing this probably so here you guys go 💕

(human AU bellroc and skrael (carseat conversations))

[superscourge]

Resurrected AU [Masterpost]

What starts as a strange, unlikely alliance between Scourge and a mysteriously resurrected Infinite somehow turns into some kind of freaky sitcom situation where a bunch of previously-not-alive villains are all living under the same roof as a family!

[full masterpost under cut!]

General AU Tag (chrono order; includes everything from headcanons to art to extra info)

AO3 Fic

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Characters involved in the AU (so far...):

Scourge the Hedgehog

Infinite the Jackal

Meta the Hedgehog (organic Metal Sonic)

Mephiles the Dark (given a mortal Mobian hedgehog body)

Iblis the Flame (given a mortal Mobian hedgehog body)

Flatline the Platypus (zombie Dr. Starline)

Solaris the Hedgehog (fusion of Mephiles and Iblis)

Julius the Hedgehog (zombie Anti-Jules Hedgehog)

Sonic the Hedgehog

Shadow the Hedgehog

Bangarang the Hedgehog (Scourge, Sonic, and Shadow's accidental chaos child)

Vacío the Jackalhog (Infinite and Mephiles' son)

Black Doom (given a mortal Mobian hedgehog body)

Sunny the Hedgehog (organic Mecha Sonic)

Zonic the Hedgehog

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Character References (some need updating):

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Major Plotpoints So Far:

Scourge "rescues" Infinite from a base built by Eggman Nega with the intention of using him to defeat Sonic, but Infinite quickly asserts his dominance over the situation; Scourge and Infinite agree to an alliance of sorts, but that eventually turns into a mutual familial bond, and they basically adopt each other as father and son figures

Meta (Metal Sonic given a Mobian hedgehog body by Dr. Eggman) discovers Scourge and Infinite and proceeds to be very antagonistic until they are shown kindness and hospitality; Scourge and Meta butt heads at first because Scourge is afraid Meta will replace him in his relationship with Infinite, but Infinite reassures Scourge that this won't happen, and Scourge learns to eventually see Meta as a younger sibling; Scourge, Meta, and Infinite proceed to move into Infinite's old abandoned family home

Scourge accidentally releases Mephiles from his prison after snatching the artifact he was trapped in that was pulled through time thanks to one of Eggman's machines; Mephiles uses Scourge's shadow to take his form, but due to the circumstances of him being out of his own timeline his form is unstable and he must remain close to Scourge in order to tether himself to the timeline; Meta takes interest in Mephiles from a scientific standpoint and decides to study him while Mephiles proceeds to quite dramatically be a nuisance in the three's lives, especially Infinite's; Mephiles eventually takes Infinite's form to mock him but in doing so he becomes weakened, which prompts Meta to suggest he be given his own mortal body as well; Mephiles is given a body and leaves for a short period of time before returning and properly integrating himself into the family because of his attachment to Meta (and Meta's to him); Mephiles and Infinite discover they have feelings for each other despite everything

Flatline pulls Iblis from Mephiles' timeline into theirs and gives her a mortal Mobian hedgehog form like Mephiles' in order to distract Mephiles enough to where he can get at Infinite's Phantom Ruby, except he botched the process and made her body unstable; Mephiles ruins Flatline's plans by rejecting Iblis in the moment in order to save his current family, but he quickly returns to reassure her that he isn't going anywhere and invites her to join them instead; Iblis agrees because of her love for Mephiles, and Flatline is forced to stay with them as well to work with Meta to stabilize Iblis' body; Flatline eventually grows fond of the family despite his initial ulterior motives, and he decides to stay for real even after Iblis is stabilized; Infinite, Mephiles, and Iblis become a triad after Mephiles reassures Infinite that his feelings for him have not changed even with Iblis in the picture now; Mephiles and Iblis discover they can still fuse into Solaris, just in hedgehog form, and they can also unfuse at will

Flatline discovers Julius (Scourge's late father) was revived similarly to how he was revived--wild chaos energy--and pulled across space into their world; Julius stays with the family but everyone kind of hates his guts because they know about how he used to treat Scourge and why Scourge took his life; eventually Scourge confronts Julius and tells him the full and honest truth about how he feels and has always felt, which finally puts things into perspective for Julius; Julius and Scourge slowly but surely begin to mend their relationship

Sonic runs into Scourge one day and discovers Infinite is back, but upon seeing how neither of them care to get into it with him, he becomes curious and decides to talk to Scourge one-on-one for a while, slowly discovering how much Scourge has changed thanks to his living situation; Sonic and Scourge eventually develop feelings for each other, but Sonic makes a point to make sure Scourge knows Shadow will be involved as well, which ends up not being a huge issue for neither Scourge nor Shadow, and the three of them also become a triad

Scourge, Sonic, and Shadow accidentally create a baby when a giant explosion of their combined chaos energy happens during a high-speed race; they name the child Bangarang (or Bang for short) and proceed to raise them together, with Bang staying at Scourge's place for the majority of the time as Sonic and Shadow don't really have a solid housing situation; Mephiles sees Bang and suggests to Infinite that they have a similar child, and when he agrees, they combine their essences using the Phantom Ruby and Mephiles' god powers to create a jackalhog named Moon; Moon and Bang grow up alongside each other, and Moon eventually renames himself to Vacío to honor Infinite; Bang slowly discovers his Doom powers as they part Black Arms like Shadow, and while they have an easy time wrangling those, Vacío struggles with his Phantom Ruby abilities that he inherited from Infinite

Eggman revives Black Doom by giving him a Mobian hedgehog body like he did with Meta, with the intention of using him against Sonic and Shadow; Black Doom only complies with the intention of getting revenge on Shadow and possibly forcing him over to his side finally; Black Doom manages to shake up Scourge's family by subtly and slowly manipulating Scourge, and eventually this leads to Black Doom full-on controlling Scourge's mind; Sonic, Shadow, and the rest of Scourge's family are able to break him free from Black Doom's control in the end

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Possible Future Plotpoints:

Mephiles and Iblis have a child, as well as Infinite and the collective Solaris

Some kind of family thing with Black Doom and Shadow (I can't help myself lol. we ball)

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Extra Important Tidbits:

Meta uses they/them pronouns at first, but later realizes she feels happiest when referred to in a feminine way

The entire family hates that Scourge is dating Sonic and Shadow, but they begrudgingly support him because their love for him is stronger than their hatred for Sonic and Shadow

Mephiles and Iblis remember Sonic and Shadow, and Sonic remembers them, but nobody else remembers them as they are from an erased timeline

Iblis is indifferent towards Sonic and Shadow, whereas Mephiles heavily dislikes them both

Infinite is closer to Mephiles than he is with Iblis, but the three of them are still a very solid and healthy polyamorous relationship

The AU takes place a while into the future; Scourge is 23 at the start of the AU, Meta is 22, and Infinite is 37

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That's all I have for now! I have a fic version slowly being written as well as a potential comic version (hopefully). This is an ongoing, still-developing AU that just keeps growing, so things may be changed/added/removed as time goes on! :) I hope you stick around to see what unfolds! <3

[ceilidho]

prompt: forced throuple au; Ghost decides that you and Johnny are his (part 2; ghoap x reader) masterlist

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The hard part is admitting to himself that he doesn’t know how to function on leave without Ghost’s voice in his ear.

Johnny’s two days into his annual leave when that stray thought crosses his brain. Out with chums even, packed into the booth of an old pub in his hometown, the leather well-worn and a match on the telly that he half watches while one of his mates goes up to the bar to order another round for them. In between his third and fourth pint of lukewarm mild, he thinks something like, wonder what Simon’s up to.

The thought comes and then keeps coming. Keeps cropping up when he least expects. At the pub (wonder what Simon’s up to), in line at the grocery store (wonder how Ghost takes his steak), drowsily puttering around the kitchen while making breakfast (no way he wears the mask at home), listening to some guy in front of him hack up a lung at the dry cleaner (Lt’d do his fuckin’ head in if he was here), and even in the shower with his head tipped back, rinsing out the suds (wonder if he’s got a girl tucked away at home). 

Is it so unusual? Johnny can’t remember a time in his life when someone lived in his head night and day, but Ghost’s presence feels like an extension of his own these days. He’s cycled through girlfriends without a care in the world, without contemplating their existence for half as long, but they never cradled his life like a small bird in the palm of their hands and returned it safe and sound, did they?

Still, he feels it like a knot in his chest. Dreams about Ghost even; wakes up hot and hard, and scrubs his hand down the side of his face when he sits up in bed. Phantom memories of a body heavier than his weighing him down (just the duvet) and a thick hand curling around his dick (his own hand wrapped around his shaft, rubbing one out in his sleep). 

He shakes it off, but it follows him out into the real world. Looking at the door of a coffee shop and thinking absentmindedly, Ghost would have to duck under that. 

Johnny puts it out of his mind. As much as he’s able to, that is. Chalks it up to some kind of hero worship. He’s worked with superior officers before—plenty of times, hundreds of times—but there are few men of Ghost’s calibre, both in skillset and mystique. Not to mention the sheer size of the guy. And what is Johnny if not a moth to a flame?

Better not to ruminate. He casts the memory of seeing Ghost’s dick in the showers after their last mission (monstrous thing, uncut, pubes darker than the hair on his head, more than a mouthful—it’d give him lockjaw) out of his head. Doesn’t think about it. Laughs at a mate’s joke at the pub when he didn’t catch a word of it to mask the way he perked up at the sight of a wide-shoulder man until he turned around, giving Johnny a proper look at his face.

He’s not ready to think about it. Might never be able to really look at why he eats it up, why he struts around with his chin cocked just a bit higher than usual because he knows everyone else is watching him with equal parts envy and curiosity for being Ghost’s favourite. 

Then, one day, he meets a girl.

Johnny’s not winning an award any time soon for world’s best son, but he knows a thing or two. The first thing being chocolates and the second being flowers. His sisters handle the rest; they fuss about the party, get a gift certificate to the spa, send out the invites—all that fun stuff. He’s sent off for the bare essentials. Practically kicked out of the house by his oldest sister—nearly brains himself on the asphalt and tugs his windbreaker on when it’s thrown out the door after him a second later, grumbling about being the errand boy.

He picks up a box of chocolates from the corner shop (not fancy enough, his sisters will probably bitch, but that’s a problem for later) before heading down the road to the florist. There’s a bench out front stacked with tin flower vases, the only spot of colour on a dreary spring morning. He spends a couple minutes chatting with the cashier and flirting a bit halfheartedly (he thinks maybe it’ll be worth it if it gets him a discount, even five percent off) until the florist comes out from the back. 

“Jesus, who gave ye the right?” Johnny breathes, horse blinders on, vision narrowing on the object of desire coming out of the back in a linen apron and simple t-shirt underneath, scissors poking out of the front pocket. 

“The right?” she repeats back, blinking.

“To leave the house lookin’ so fuckin’ gorgeous. Glad I wasn’t driving when I passed you by—woulda been in a twenty car pile up.”

She’s not impressed in the slightest. It’s thrilling. By that point, the cashier is long forgotten. Probably not the best impression he’s ever made, but he’s made worse ones. It’s not every day he comes across an angel. Hard to be polite in front of a real life miracle. 

He wears her down over the week though, showing up each day for a new bouquet. His mam’s never liked him more, so at least there’s that. His sisters side-eye him whenever he ducks out of the house to head down the road to the florist’s, but even they know better than to bring it up and risk pissing off their mam. He interrogates her about flowers and her job, makes his presence unavoidable, a week long siege that ends with Johnny taking her out to dinner and then letting her take him to bed. 

He wakes up nestled in her cozy apartment above the flower shop, stretching out and making himself right at home. When she trades in her linen apron for a terry cloth robe and stands expectantly by the door, Johnny just grins. Shows all of his teeth. 

“Are ye just gonna use me and kick me out?” he pouts. Folds his hands behind his head and digs a foot into the sheets, trying to sink into the mattress. Little king in his castle. 

“You know, you don’t have to pussyfoot around with me. Weren’t you just trying to get laid?” she asks, brow arched. The disbelief thick in her voice makes it clear what she thinks of him. 

“No’ just some playboy, hen,” he scoffs. “I have feelings too.”

Her other eyebrow lifts. He’s tickled pink.

He plays the part well, he supposes. Lounges in bed and eats grapes all morning while she stares at him from the kitchen like he might dissipate at any moment. He’s used to leaving a false impression, like a lake that someone builds their house next to until years go by and someone says I think this was once a meteor. 

When she comes back to bed around mid morning, Johnny wastes no time pulling her up onto the bed until she plants her cunt over his mouth and sinks down onto his waiting tongue. 

Candy sweet pussy, he thinks blissfully, then says it out loud because he can never keep his mouth shut. It must tickle because she yelps and nearly pulls away from his face altogether, but he wrenches her back down, fingers digging into her ass cheeks a bit too forcefully. He’ll pay for that later. 

In the aftermath, when she collapses beside him in bed and rests her head on his chest while he plays with her hair, he itches in his skin to message Ghost. It perplexes him. They never text, he and Ghost; they don’t call, they don’t write, they don’t email. For all intents and purposes, their relationship ends at the perimeter around base, dissolves to nothing. It’s not Ghost’s fault he trickles into Johnny’s dreams sometimes. 

A week goes by. Calm the mind. He thinks of Ghost and his fingers tremble and the phone stays silent and he lets the thought go. Steady. Breathe in and out. His caryatid girl slips in and out of his sheets, hesitant always like he might leave. Johnny doesn’t know if she wants him to, wants to feel vindicated in her assumption, but of all her wants, that ranks the lowest in his mind. 

He spirals deeper into it, infatuated. She’s sweet but snippy, candy sweet with a sour kick—everything he’s ever wanted in a girl. Ever unimpressed, watching him with a small, hidden smile, amused despite herself. 

Johnny wonders if this is the universe waving its hand in front of his face. Yoohoo, missing something?

He looks pointedly away. 

It’s new, but maybe he’s like every other military man in the world, unable to go with the flow, dissatisfied with seeing where things go. He needs instant gratification, everything now-now-now, the certainty of commitment—he spills blood with everyone he knows, so why would his girl be any different?

Returning back to base is harder this time around. The last day of his leave is an exercise in restraint, tempered only by her smile when he sees her off at the door to her apartment, reluctant to leave. 

“C’mon, promise me you’ll call, hen,” Johnny mumbles into her mouth, catching her answer with a languid swipe of his tongue. His arms press her tight to his chest, digging his hands into her back pockets and giving a good squeeze, relishing in the way she squeaks. “How’m I gonna survive without ye, huh? They’re gonna have to jumpstart my heart after it gives out from missing ye so bad.”

“So dramatic. You have my number,” she says when he finally pulls back enough to let her speak.

“No, please, baby, please—promise me—”

“Oh my god, alright, fine—I’ll call. Now get going already.”

The drive back to base leaves him feeling bedraggled, lost. When he gets in, it’s straight to the barracks, an hour long nap before reporting to Price, dragging his feet the whole way over. Moping, for lack of a better word, until he rounds a corner and nearly collides with someone that stops him with a single hand on his shoulder. 

When he looks up to eyes rimmed in black paint, the world lightens. His shoulders lift. 

“Wipe that smirk off your face, Johnny.”

It takes Johnny awhile to bring her up with Ghost. Something keeps holding him back, choking him when he tries to say it outloud. He blames it on uncertainty (had to be sure she was the one, Lt, ye ken?) but he feels the truth at the core of him. When he does finally muster up the nerve to pass his phone to Ghost where her photo is front and centre, no mistaking his intentions, he waits on tenterhooks for a reaction. 

Only breathes out when Ghost asks to meet her. He can do that. 

“Aye, Lt. Just for you.”