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hopepaigeturner · 1 year ago
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what happens after lucy runs away? also does she fully gets her memory or she just remembers who Gregory and the others are and what happened after she discovered her powers?
Lucy runs out of the chapel and heads into the garden, the large majoirty of which is a maze. As she runs all her remaining memories come back, the most persistant being the ones before the apocalypse. With her powers fully returned it is a sensory overload that causes her to run blindly, the ground and hedges starting to shake...
Back at the church, pandemonium erupts. Gregory has broken free and followed Lucy out of the church. As has Sophie, so concerned with Lucy that she doesn't notice the rest of her siblings in the congregation.
At this point in the season, and in this scene, the remaining Bridgertons/Umbrellas have roughly split into two groups.
The firts group consist of those who have spent their time as the working class: Kate (with a three year old Neddy), Simon, Daphne, Eloise, Phillip (and their set of twins), Colin, Gareth and Benedict. They are outside the church having followed a frantic Gregory, in a failed attempt to stop him entering the church without a plan.
The second group are the ones who became gentry, and are present in the church: Anthony, Penelope, Hyacinth, Michael and Francesca. This group runs out of the church, in an attempt to follow Gregory. At their coattails, a man with a cane and a pocektwatch with the initials HD rises, and calls his team with a smirk. Finally his prey have revealed themselves....
Him and his team, with pistols and other weirdly advanced weaponary, chase the second group of Umbrellas/Bridgertons, cornering them in a section of the maze and raining a cascade of bullets.
Just as Francesca goes to throw up a forcefield the bullets halt. They hover in the air until they transform into a flock of tiny, sharp-beaked birds that with one bird call, rip the soldiers apart.
The group turns to find round Kate, Simon and Benedict with their arms outstretched. The others crowded behind them.
"What the?" Anthony whispers, when Benedict closes his eyes motions his hands out and up--erecting a wall to protect them from bullets without breaking a sweat.
A beat of silence--and then they are rushing together.
Anthony barrels into Kate, Hyacinth leaps into Gareth's arms, Daphne practically sobs as she pulls Francesca into a hug ensuring that the latter doesn't sqush her baby bump.
Penelope holds back even as Colin walks up to her with a small smile. Gingerly she allows him to take her hand and kiss it, her guarded expression softening for a moment.
Various whispers and declarations--apart from Benedict whose blue eyes are cloudy and seem lost in another space.
Kate clutches Anthony as he says over and over,
"I love you, I love you, I love you." Their kisses are rushed, their tears rolling down each other's cheeks.
Kate pulls away with her eyes as bright as her beam.
"I love you too...now, there's someone I think you should meet." She turns slightly and lifts Neddy out of his sling and onto her hip. Anthonys eyes widen.
"Is that?"
Kate cannot contain her smile as Neddy's eyes widen and he cries,
"Papa! Papa!"
"Anthony," she says, her heart finally settling. Her boys finally together. "This is your son--Edmund."
Kate's smile falters as she watches Anthony turn as white as a sheet, shivering like a spectre.
"No, no--he--I--"
"Anthony?"
"Where is Gregory?" Daphne asks, distracting all, and allowing Anthony to turn away from Kate whose heart starts to crumble.
"We need to find them, and Lucy," Simon says. "We need to protect her." He says with unwavering conviction.
"I'm not sure," Michale says, "I know Luce ran off into the maze, Greogry and Soph followed--"
Michael is jerked back around.
"Did you say Sophie?" Benedict asks, his blue eyes finally crystal clear.
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Thanks for the ask nonny! I know it ran on quite a lot--lol, this AU has me by the throat. 😂
As always hit me up or @bridgertonbabe for any headcanons, drabbles etc!!
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virtues-end · 1 month ago
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I sometimes feel so sorry for the other ROs lmao because this blog including myself.. ☺️
Is very Shea heavy 😭😭😭 other ROs are like...
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Yes. 😌 I do get it, though! Shea and the MC have such a unique relationship, and there's numerous different ways it could play out between them... plus, they're a very prominent fixture at this point in the story, and are arguably the one you spend the most time with (or are forced to spend the most time with).
There's a lot more story to come, and perhaps as people get to know the others more, it might shift some of the interest... though I do believe that Shea will most likely remain the most popular out of all of them, lol.
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sharlleglerg · 1 year ago
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ageless-aislynn · 11 months ago
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"15 Minutes - a John x Reader mini playlist"
(for my fic of the same name)
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"Someone To You" - Banners I just want to be somebody to someone I never had nobody and no road home I wanna be somebody to someone
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"Love Me Like You Do" - Tanner Patrick Yeah, I'll let you set the pace 'Cause I'm not thinking straight My head's spinning around, I can't see clear no more What are you waiting for?
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"Silhouette" - Aquilo The devil's on your shoulder, the stranger's in your head As if you don't remember, as if you can forget It's only been a moment, it's only been a lifetime But tonight you're a stranger Some silhouette
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"Don't Give Up On Me" - Andy Grammer I'll reach my hands out in the dark And wait for yours to interlock I'll wait for you
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"Here With Me" - Robot Koch ft Susie Suh Caught in the riptide I was searching for the truth There was a reason I collided into you
~💖~
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araiz-zaria · 7 months ago
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Joyeux Anniversaire Monsieur Le Marechal Lannes! 🐏
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kaimaciel · 2 months ago
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Friday prompt! Ageswap portbra :)
Oh, that's interesting.
Let's suppose it's a alternate universe, where Luciano was already a teenager when Afonso, who was a little kid, reached South America.
Afonso was a little tyrant. Bossy, possessive, sulky, who wanted to see and try everything. Luciano actually prevented him from dying several times because the brat swam wherever there was water and ate every sort of poisonous fruit.
He felt like the nanny of a spoiled prince who demanded all of his attention. And puberty and hormones, made him a very bossy, horny teen!
By the time Luciano became independent, Afonso's rage was beyond words. He vowed he would never see or talk to him again and, for a long time, he didn't.
It was a shock to Luciano when he met Afonso again, now a young adult who resembled nothing the spirited kid he had known. Afonso's adulthood had made him a quiet introvert.
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astrodances · 11 days ago
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Happy Halloween!! 🥳🎃👻🌟✨
Here are some of my own Halloween shenanigans this year - been wanting to do Thriller nails for a couple years now, finally did them! 😊❤️🖤🧡
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dolores-hazy · 2 years ago
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I'm not dominant. And I'm not submissive.
I'm recessive.
::recedes into the background::
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supersoftly · 2 years ago
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I love Canada, but damn do Canadians make it difficult 😂
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fisherkings · 1 year ago
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anyway i’m about 4 days out from relocation to my new city so consider this the official “i’m starting my PhD in the U.S. this fall” existential reckoning post. i am trying not to throw up or combust about it but the theme of life right now very much is “i’m scared” / “do it scared!”. and i’m also very very excited.
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musewrangler · 2 years ago
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Veers turned and hurled his mug back into the kitchen. It shattered satisfyingly, spraying multiple surfaces with the caf. Immediately, small droids sprang forth to clean up the mess and he sank back against the sofa, covering his face with one hand.
He didn’t do things like that. He waited for a moment, fearing he might have woken Matt, but the boy was very tired and this suite was well built. He hadn’t heard.
“Sorry,” he muttered to the tiny grey droids. One of them chirped at him as they finished cleaning the evidence of his rage.
He got a fresh mug of caf and moved slowly back to his chair and his schematics.
He should have got Firmus off the damned ship sooner.
He should have resisted his slide into moral lethargy.
Been able to stand up to people like Malustan no matter the cost.
In this moment, he desperately wished he could talk to Myra. Lay out his fears and guilt before her and hear her calm voice. The ache of missing his wife joined his turmoil.
What would she say to this?
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araiz-zaria · 6 months ago
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somedaytakethetime · 1 year ago
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On a holy Sunday of our Lord, I would like to leave..
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One of my favourite stills from a game... 😩😶
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themeganator5000 · 2 years ago
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Just a little something to keep you warm during these cold winter nights.
Unfortunately, Luca did fail No Nut November 😔
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thebigshotman · 2 years ago
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News of the fight had spread throughout the city . When locals began to panic her majesty declared an investigation to find whatever was causing the smog , shutting down several outputs and demanding residents to install "ad blocker" . A foolish request , but one that would hopefully minimalize whatever danger might be near for those who weren't able to flee in time . For Eileen it was radio towers . The high frequency along with metal scraping across the pavement made it impossible to focus , and with her magic reaching it's limit she had no choice but to find other methods to aid in Spafnir's combat . Alas , her efforts to climb were met with further distress . Words were exchanged , wings swirl among the exhaust fume leading her straight down a incline ; toppling into a pile of freshly disposed bags which burst on impact . - 5 HP With particles of code , and whatever mess had been compacted into those bags clinging to her skin she took a moment to collect herself before attempting to make her way back to Spaul's shop . By the time she arrived there was little but the smell of burnt plastic , the air still heavy bringing quite the coughing fit as Eileen trekked aimlessly . * You called out to Spafnir ! * ... But nobody came . ❝ Spafnir ! Spaul ! Where are you ?! ❞ * .... Nobody came . It's here the Lightner bumped her shoulder against something . A potent smell , mixed with copper and grease adding to her grimace . That's when she sees it , the partially melted blaster . Umbers trailed the magenta pattern until she sees not one , but two Heartbreakers slumped against the pile . It's enough to frighten her , even more when she sees their host . ❝ Oh my God ... ❞ ❝ Non . Nonono , il ne t'a pas tué . Il ne le ferait pas- ❞ An audible splash drew her attention to the puddle of oil , the heel of her boot coated with it . However , it's the flecks outside of their source that lead out towards the abandoned shop , a bigger smear left outside as the distinct mark of Spafnir's paw tinted the metal frame . She wastes no time .
The remains of the NEO suit, now that its core had been removed, were truly a ghastly sight to behold. Hardened metal completely coated the arm where the cannon had been, locking it in place on the ground in which it lay flat. The head of the suit was dim, black with no power. The Heartbreakers were flailed out in all directions, but unmoving. The strings Eileen hadn’t managed to sever draped around its lifeless form.
And finally, its chest has been cut open, exposing the many, many more lime green wires within. Black oil had begun to leak out of it since the battle had ended as well. But once the terror of this once alive-and-insane body subsided, one would press forward and enter the mess that was Spaul’s shop.
Buttercups from Saffron and various other precious gems were scattered everywhere, but far more striking was Spaul-little, puppet Spaul-lying lifeless in the center of the shop. Spafnir has deposited him there, as evidenced by the paw marks Eileen saw. He was laying in a pool of black oil, oil which had come from the suit he was forcibly removed from. His glasses pitch black, with static only visible if you squinted. He was unresponsive, but alive.
The feather Eileen had intertwined in Spaul NEO’s feathers was laying on top of him; it would be much more visible in the puppet’s hair if Eileen chose to do what she had done before again.
Perhaps if the puppet was attended to, if he was cared for while his systems processed the sudden separation from the suit and he came back online, he would become responsive again. But who would do this for someone who had caused so much chaos? For someone who had abducted her out of both love for her and paranoia and concern for her well-being?
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juniperhillpatient · 2 years ago
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Did you guys like the Jet/Azula/Katara hook up in Happenstance? Wish there was more? Well you’re in luck ‘cause I can’t write smut but luckily Theo can 😉 I’m promoting this excellent one shot just in case you missed it 😈💞
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