#that sounds like Joey and Xornoth…

[thatonehomosexual79]

Don’t kill me yall im just a girl living her life🙏

Babe wake up new rare pair just dropped!!🎉

Y’all know when I said “don’t take this as a ship” or what ever in that one post? I lied🙂

I’ve given them some thought and it would be just a really funny dynamic because they’d hate each other…in a gay way

*SCATTERS AWAY*

Edit: if any of y’all make art or like fanfics of these 2 PLEASE show me🫶

[fruitisthenewvegitable]

I’m relistening to Empires: The Musical again

And can I just say, having Oli the Orionsound voice the prophecies in the background was a fucking spectacular choice in my opinion

There’s something about the way that he says the prophecies that scratches my brain in the right way. And the way that his voice overlaps itself in The Prophecies sounds so intimidating compared to most of the songs around it, which makes it feel like we now know something we shouldn’t, something ancient, something once discovered, something that was left behind when all the things that knew of it were dead because of it.

And it’s really fucking cool

Also I don’t care how distorted Xornoths voice is, Your Old Friend Xornoth is a fucking banger and Lizzie’s lines in that song are my favorite part, and Xornoth referring to themself as “Big Daddy Xorxor” is comedy at its finest because the only person who would actually call them that is Joey, and Xornoth doesn’t socialize with anyone else (with the exception of of Sausage, but tbf Sausage is…. Sausage)

Tldr: please listen to Empires: The Musical if you’re into Empires smp s1, I need someone to shout into the void with 😭

[daisy-mooon]

Portraiture;

Portraits of the Emperors, and what those paintings mean to them.

Portrait Two - Shrub

Back at home, they had a thing called...

Shrub doesn't even remember its name anymore. Not exactly. She sounds the syllables out on her tongue. Cam-uh-ruh. It could take pho-toes of someone, print them out perfectly, albeit in black and white. She has one, tucked safely next to her heart in the pocket of her silky coat. She doesn't show it to anyone. Who would believe her? They don't have cam-uh-ruhs here. She tried to explain it once, to Fwhip and he looked at her in confusion so... she let it go.

She- well. The Undergrove is not empty of its people, it's only that it is filled with spirits and supernatural beings that don't understand the rules of human made empires. It's a wild place for wild things. Shrub is just the head of it, the gnome in charge of making sure other mortals don't interfere with it. Chosen by the land. Some of the more pretentious nobles in Mythland or Rivendell might huff at that, but it's true. It can't be challenged, not without a lot not of wrath on the behalf of the spirits.

Becayse the spirits are spirits and don't abide to the laws of mortal-kind, the Undergroves Empress- (Empress? The word doesn't feel right for her. The spirits refer to her as Lady Shrub, sometimes, and that doesn't feel right either) -is mysterious. There are no paintings of her. But that doesn't mean she doesn't need one. Gem says they need paintings for historical purposes, and Katherine says they need paintings for diplomatic purposes, and Joel says they need paintings for the fun of it and manages to drag her into a long winded conversation about gnomeish art practices that she only half-remembers.

But she can paint- can't she? A little bit. Well. She can make an okay flower. She more remembers her parents weaving. But there's no reason why she can't make her official portrait by herself.

Shrub takes one of the fallen logs in the grass outside of her home and splits it into two. She takes the wooden face, takes the paints that Katherine had given her and places them alongside the tubs of dye she has prepared herself, and readies her brush. It's homemade and scruffy, but it should get the job done.

It takes her a long time. Longer than she thought. How did Mezealeans do this? Katherine offered to hire one for her, one of the travelling Mezalean painters that seemed to have paint every nobleman under the sun, but Shrub is determined to do it herself. It wouldn't feel... right, otherwise.

When it's done- oh, when it's done-

It doesn't look like her.

Shrub picks the paintbrush back up. She's nothing if not resilient, so this time she buys a smaller paintbrush from the Crystal Cliffs and the grabs obsidian mirror from her bedside table, and tries again. At least, now, she has a foundation. Painters need foundations to paint on, don't they?

And she tries again.

And again.

And again, until it looks just right.

Xornoth almost ruins it once. Then Joey. Then the rain itself, because she tried painting outside and almost forgot to take it back in. But she keeps going. She has too, doesn't she?

Katherine is the first person she shows it too, and Katherine gasps upon seeing it. Katherine will gasp upon seeing anything that Shrub makes, delighted to see her crafts, but she can tell that she genuinely does love this portrait. "It looks just like you!" She cries in delight. Grinning, Shrub leans in and stares at Katherine's eyes as she talks. "Can we replicate it?"

Shrub has no qualms with House Blossoms artists making copies of the painting. "Of course!" And so it becomes the official portrait of her, and becomes worth far much more because the original was a self portrait, but she doesn't care about that. What she cares about-

Katherine has one done on a polished wooden panel and has it hung in her bedchambers. And then she has a miniature produced, one tucked inside a locket necklace that she can wear around her neck and open whenever she misses her. And then, because everyone wants to know what gnomes look like, Gem asks her to make a sketch of herself for research purposes, and then because Joel is supremely egotistical he asks if he can use one of the copies of her official portrait to create an eight foot tall mural of her. Joey wants one too, which she declines because whilst she's fairly sure Xornoth can't do anything too her through a painting she'd rather not find out. And then, and then, and then-

Shrub keeps the original in her house. It still has the tree bark on the back. A fae assistant had offered to sand it down for her, but she kept it. It feels better that way. It makes it feel weight. It makes it feel real, in a way that she struggles to feel with the grandiose oil paintings that are now scattered across the lands.

At the very least, she thinks too herself somewhat sadly, people will know what the gnomes looked like when they die out with me.

-

Historians note: Empress Shrub Berry of the Undergrove (or, as she is referenced to in spirit talk, simply, Lady Shrub or Lady Berry) is the only known gnome to exist in this world pre-Rapture. Whilst later developments in rifts, world walking and evolution meant there are now species similiar to the original gnomes that go by the same name, they are unrelated species and Empress Berry was the last gnome of her genetic species. There were no known survivors of Prince Xornoths massacre in her home dimension, and it has never been retraced.

As the only known, and last, member of her species, art of her is worth far more than other pre-Rapture art pieces. The original may be one of the most valuable pieces of art of all time, and is kept under careful care and constant surveillance to ensure its survival. All existing portraits of Empress Berry, other than a badly damaged anatomical sketch recovered in a Crystal Cliffs Others textbook, are all copied from this original, although others exist. The two most famous are the two miniatures were commissioned by her lover, Empress Katherine Elizabeth of the Overgrown, one a single locket with just Empress Berry in it and the other a double locket with both Berry and Elizabeth depicted.

[eepersdoesthings]

owl house empires au masterpost - this will be edited and updated with new ideas!

hello! i am currently in progress of writing an empires owl house au fic, and i am currently in the planning stage! ive decided to show this off to the hellsite because why not

spoilers to the owl house under the cut so dont read this if u havent finished

the plot will be similar to the main series, with some tweaks and extra adventures to add something to it and not just make it a nameswap fic

the characters!

shelby - luz - 15, lives with her gran (camila noceda character)

katherine - amity - 15 and in the plant track at hexside,

gem - eda - the deer lady

sausage - basically just king but he can speak spanish because gem has some spanish books from the human realm

jimmy - willow - healing track, younger but more mature brother to lizzie, romantic interest is scott

lizzie - gus - oracle (and later potions) track, jimmy's older yet less mature sister, tries scamming people occasionally

mattholomule - joel - construction, rivals with jimmy, tries to help with new hexside during the collector's reign, but joey shuts him down.

emperor xornoth - belos - formerly a full human, now half demonic with the palisman curse, who was transported to the boiling isles with his older twin brother, scott. scott found love in a witch in the isles and xornoth murdered scott after finding out

the golden guard, scott - a grimwalker of the original older twin of xornoth, about the age of 16

fwhip - lilith - the older twin brother to gem, cursed her when they were children so he could enter the emperors coven. is the head of the emperors coven. attains half of gem's curse at the end of arc 1, where he becomes a

pearl - raine - beastkeeping coven head, gem's (former) best friend

joey - boscha - oracle (and later beastkeeping) track, katherine's friend(?)

pix - oracle coven head - a part of the rebellion

false - construction coven head - a part of the rebellion

(false and pix take the place of darius and eber, but would have vastly different personalities and motives from the original characters)

oli - steve - bard oriented emperors coven member who doesnt care anymore, is tasked with scott a lot on missions

i have another post in which i am asking for some help on the cast, but if any of yall have ideas, i will gladly take suggestions for chapters in this series! hopefully i can fully flesh out the story, otherwise i might just do one shots, but nonetheless i hope you enjoyed the idea!

(also all of my posts will have the "owl house empires au" tag so hopefully you can find them easily)

edit: new idea from @litteralflower17: gonna have the original xornoth and scott go by cohnal and alinar when they originally come to the boiling isles (like how philip went by belos and named caleb's clones hunter) so the original brothers would be cohnal major (sounds silly but whatever) and alinar major

[minecraftbookshelf]

Who Speaks What Language: The Fae Squad Edition

Scott: Speaks Quenya and Sindarin as dual first languages. Is fully fluent in Silvan. Fluent in Mythlandic but has a notable accent and speaks very formally. Decently fluent reader of Pixandrian but his pronunciation sounds like he learned it from books, because he did, and constructing sentences is difficult. His comprehension is much better than his functional vocabulary though he gets caught off guard when words aren't pronounced in a way he thought they were and it throws him off. Can recognize some common Galactic words but just in the basic pattern recognition sense. Only speaks a few basics of Mezalean and none of the Oceanic Dialects. (This results in a distinct lack of overlap in languages he speaks comfortably and languages Jimmy speaks comfortably, which is a surprise tool that will provide us with dramatic tension later ;) )

Xornoth: Speaks Quenya and Sindarin as dual first languages. Is fully fluent in Silvan and Mythlandic. Does have an accent in Mythlandic but it is less strong than Scott's. Does still speak formally but that is less a lack of familiarity with the language in an informal setting and more general social awkwardness. Is actually more comfortable with the Helianthian dialect due to most of their casual interactions being with Pearl. Has their Helianthian trash talk down to a fine point. Has learned a significant amount of an, ahem, specific category of Lost Empire vocabulary via Joey. Can read Galactic fluently against their will. (Thank you, head demon.) Speaks enough Mezalean and Pixandrian and Manual Oceanic to fake their way through formal greetings but no more.

Katherine: Silvan is her first language, fluent in both Quenya and Sindarin. (She and Scott were unofficially pre-engaged at one point before Shit Went Down so they both learned each other's languages. They were also each others only friends at that point so there was that.) Has made it her mission to be able to speak to everyone in their own languages as part of her quest for peace and neutrality. Has mastered Mythlandic, is passingly familiar with the Helianthian dialect. Can hold a basic conversation in Oceanic, substituting her wings for fins on the manual side and her vocal chords are close enough to most Sea Folk that she can manage some of the verbal components that are beyond the other Land Dwellers. Not all of them, but some. Only started learning Swamp Speech and Lost Empire Language recently, is still a bit unfamiliar with them. Fluent in both Pixandrian and Mezalean. Played hooky on her Galactic lessons. Has been learning Gnomish as well. Is maybe focusing a bit more on that language over Swamp and Lost Empire, despite the lack of political gain.

Shrub Berry: Comes from an entire different dimension, is operating at a distinct disadvantage linguistically. Joey and Katherine have been helping her learn Mythlandic, with some basics in both Lost Empire and Silvan. They have both also been learning Gnomish in return, which she appreciates more than words can express. Of the writing systems in the Empires, Mezalean is the one they've had the easiest time with, which has resulted in an interesting mish-mash of languages anytime they have to resort to written communications. Prefers to stick to speaking when possible.

-

The Ocean Alliance Edition

The Wither Rose Alliance Edition

[mistymountainsmc]

Brothers' Fate

*shakes this like a bag of treats* Come and get this, Scott and Xornoth angst enjoyers!!

This chapter takes place between A Force Apart's bonus chapter and chapter 6, enjoy!

Geminitay followed the human-like Zebrak to his ship to end the ongoing war of the Galaxy. Scott was silent after they left the medical room to the ship. Probably worried about confronting Xornoth.

“Are you nervous?” Gem broke the silence and spoke her thoughts.

“Yes,” Scott replied almost flatly. “Confronting a Sith is fine for any Jedi, but one who’s your own blood? It hurts.”

“And you know it might end in death?” Gem pressed.

Scott stopped in front of the ship door, attempting to hold back tears. Attachments are forbidden in the Jedi order, but that's hardly an excuse for killing your brother.

“Maybe it doesn't have to result in that.” Gem continued.

Scott turned with a pained expression on his face with a small hint of confusion. “How is that so?”

“Could you not convince him to stop? Remind him of the bond you had with him when you were young?”

Scotts countenance sunk more. Gem and him both knew their relationship was tentative in their youth. As if that thought was carried to Scott, he replied: “Xornoth is never the type to listen to what I have to say. Me attempting to remind him of that could just make it worse for both me and him.”

“Or heal your relationship,” Gem encouraged. “ Take Mythical Sausage for example.”

“Your padawan?” Scott raised an eyebrow.

“Yes,” Gem replied, ignoring the pain of hearing that title and what he said previously. “If it's possible to draw out the Dark Side of the Force within someone, separate that Dark Side, why can’t you draw back the Light Side of the Force in someone?”

Scott looked in her eyes, his deep blue-green slightly sparkling like the stars canvasing the night sky. A small look of hope appeared and swiftly vanished. “It's too risky, and who’s to say he will even have any Light Side left in him.”

Gem mirrored the same hopefulness. “At least do what you can. You can’t do things half-hearted, you have to do it all the way.”

Scott looked back to the ship, thinking of the upcoming events. “I’ll do what I can, but I’m still doubtful.”

“Let the Force do what it wills, it may will Xornoth to be given a second chance.”

“Maybe,” Scott seemed to brush off the comment, but Gem knew him well enough to see he was considering it.

***

Scott marched across the battlefield past the stormtroopers who were aiming and shooting at his allies. The blasts flew past his ears multiple times but none deterred him from his target: Xornoth. Gem was going to get Joey out of the way while he got to his brother. Joey would be the hardest to get away from him since he felt so attached to Xornoth, but when you need to talk some sense into your sibling, nothing will get in your way.

Scott could see Xornoth standing on a rock ledge staring right at him, the black and magenta Zebrak igniting his red lightsaber. He leapt down from his perch and landed ten feet in front of Scott.

“So, the perfect person has come.” Xornoth taunted, stepping closer.

Scott bit back the temptation to retort harshly, “You and I both know that’s not true.” Not the best way to start.

“Despite it being false, you constantly press on with this belief.” Xornoth’s words were filled with hate and a small amount of hurt that almost didn't fit the body the voice came from. But Scott knew why he was hurt.

“You don't have to do this, brother. We can talk about this!” Scott attempted to sound bold and compassionate, but that didn't come across to him.

“You chose your fate, I chose mine! Who’s to say this is not what the Force willed!”

With that last sentence, Xornoth swung his lightsaber around for a blow, but Scott ignited his and blocked it. Their fight commenced further, to the point where they both, unknowingly to Scott, manoeuvred onto the previous rock ledge. Scott was backed to the lip of the rock where it dropped into a ravine he could not see the bottom of. He regained his footing and held his saber in front of him toward Xornoth. Xornoth knew of this ravine. It is a trap.

Xornoth saw his plan working and stepped closer, unfazed by the teal lightsaber poised in his direction. He let out a sinister laugh and opened his hand forward, lifting Scott up and slowly pushing him over the edge of the cliff above the ravine. Scott felt a gripping pain around his neck growing tighter. He instinctively grasped his neck for the source even though he knew that would do nothing. He hung there, struggling for breath and footing while Xornoth stood with a devilish grin painting his face.

“Even the strongest Jedi can fall,” he spitefully said, holding strong eye contact with Scott, his once purple eyes now burning amber with hate. “Now for you to be shown as an example.”

Scott felt the grip on his throat loosen and had a gut feeling this will end with his body crumpled on the ravine floor below. In one last attempt to save both his life and Xornoth’s, he coughed as he spoke.

“D-do you, remember-meditating in-in the fields?”

Xornoth stopped Scott’s descent and was taken back by the question, but refused to show any response. Scott continued.

“You said you saw a t-tree, not just a tree, b-but a tree with a different branch grafted into the other branches. I-I saw it too,” Scott exhaled sharply due to suffocation, but Xornoth continued the thought. “The tree had purple bark, while the grafted branch was a deep teal.”

Scott relaxed his tense body, thankful that memory wasn’t lost. “I understand the vision now, the tree-was you, is you. The grafted branch is me. Though the branch is not the tree, it is grafted into the tree. It is still part of the tree.”

“And you let that choose your destiny! You forgot the tree became black while the branch turned white! We both followed the vision how it showed, you stayed with the Light, I followed the Darkness. I’d say this is how the Force orchestrated this!”

Scott’s voice became soft. “That was what you saw after the dreams. I continued to see the tree turn black, but I also saw the tree turn back to purple after a while. Did you not see?”

Xornoth stood silently for a moment, seeming to recall the memory Scott was prompting. “Even if I saw the tree revert to its original colour, that may not speak in my favour. Mother and Father might have learned to accept you, but that will never mean I will!”

“M-maybe we can-rewrite our fate. Together.”

Xornoth pulled Scott back to him and gripped his garments, pressing his lightsaber against his neck. In Scott’s blurred vision he could see tears swelling in his brother's eyes, the amber colour slowly fading to peach. Xornoth choked, “After everything I did to you, I can never forgive myself.”

Scott’s eyes in turn, started to form tears as he replied, “Then let me forgive you first.”

Xornoth let go of Scott and held his own garments where his heart was positioned and knelt down. He gasped for air as if he was strangled instead of Scott. Xornoth let go of his lightsaber, making it retract. He then cradled his head in his hands as sobs came out of his shaking form. Scott knelt down to him. This could be another trap, he was deceitful before, what's stopping him now? Scott pushed the thoughts down, only focusing on the voice in his heart, Your brother needs you.

Scott put his hands on Xornoths quaking shoulders. Xornoth lifted his head slightly, only revealing his now purple eyes still filled with tears continually running down his cheeks. Scott could not hold back his emotions anymore. “I thought I’d never see those eyes again.” Xornoth sprung unto Scott in a hug as he continued to cry, only able to form a few words between gasps. “I am so sorry.”

Scott held his older brother tight, “I forgive you, brother. I love you.”

If you wanna look into the tree reference, I recommend reading Romans 11:17. You can read further than that, but it doesn't really apply.

God bless

[keyslox]

I watched both their end dragon killing episodes. I’m not the same man I was 30 minutes ago.

THE GLITCHES ARE FUCKING VISIONS PIXL GETS. THEY SOUND SO FUCKING PAINFUL?! THE WAY THE VIGIL LINES UP PERFECTLY. THE WAY I CAN PICTURE THE EXPRESSIONS AND SHIT IN MY HEAD. FWHIP SOUNDING EXHAUSTED AND DEFEATED?? PIXL LITERALLY BORDERING ONTO PANIC UNABLE TO LOOK AWAY AS THE DRAGON DIES?!!?!???

It sounds like fWhip gets a bit closer to Pixl and it’s just- LIKE WHAT THE FUCK. Pixl literally sounds fucking distraught, you can hear the guilt seeping into fWhips voice WHAT FIKEBEVSIDKEBEH IM NOT OKAYYYYYY

It’s like- they’re the only two voices in this part, focusing on Pixl and the vision but wrapping around fWhip because he’s the root of the tragedy. He did this-

AND THE GUILT FWHIP MUST FEEL. HE DIDN’T THINK JIMMY WOILD TAKE THE BAIT BUT HE DID AND NOW HE HAS TO SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES. Even if he tried to right his wrong before LITERAL HELL BROKE LOOSE, he’s still at fault.

and the fact that no one wanted to die by the void again. The fact Pixl says he’s sick of dying by the void, implying that it’s probably really fucking painful and traumatizing in a way AND MAYBE HE DIDNT KNOW THAT XORNOTH WOULD ESCAPE THIS WAY BUT HE WAS GIVING THE FINAL BLOWS BEFORE JOEY GOT THE LAST SHOT AND THAT IN HIS NEXT VIDEO HE FUCKING EXILES HIMSELF FROM ALL THE GUILT ABOUT THE VIGIL AND HIS CITIZENS NOT FEELING SAFE AROIND HIM??

THE FUCKING SHRINE??? THE THUNDER STORM?

THE WAY HE WENT BACK TO THE END TO FARM FOR END CRYSTALS TO BRING BACK THE DRAGON?? LITERALLY REVISITING WHERE HE GOT THE VISION THAT MADE HIM RUN AWAY FROM HIS HOME.

[its-xornoth-bitch]

Xornoth what is your relationship with the other empirers/empiresses

(I really don't know how to spell shit-)

uhhhh

Joey - uh. Idk. Not platonic, not romantic, but a secret third thing. (As he's put it)

Scott - well, he's Scott. My baby brother. (yes I'm 8 minutes older stfu) But I'm also pretty sure she hates me and keeps me around out of pity. (That might just be my dumbass brain tho)

Jimmy - I don't really like him but Scott does so I have to at least pretend to. 50-50 on if he feels the same.

Lizzie - Cannot fucking stand her she is so annoying but she's Jimmy's sister so I can't tell her how much I hate her or he'd be upset and then scott'd be upset and I just got her to like me again after... exor

Joel - Who? /j He ignored me so I ignore him. Sounds like he'd be cool though. I'm just petty.

fWhip - I don't even know tbh. He's alright but I have no idea what his opinion on me is so I can't really talk to him much without thinking "oh fuck he hates me" at everything he says (i do this with everyone but with him i don't have enough previous knowledge of what he's like to remind myself that he doesn't hate me that's just my inability to see that people like me and believe it)

Gem - She's kinda annoying but she's Scott's friend so...

Sausage - Eh. He's alright. (Yeah he's one of the people I corruption, he was a fuckin easy target. He just wanted power and exor took advantage of that)

Pearl - Eh. Don't really have much of an opinion on her.

Katherine - Little bitch. She acts innocent but she's so fucking mean. Cannot stand her. She's almost worse than Lizzie.

Shrub - Shrub can go fuck herself for all I care. He is nothing and no one to me. I actually do not give a shit that she's Scott's friend, he knows our... history. (Killed her civilization under Exor's control)

[siriannatan]

How to get fWhip to dress up - fWhipScott

I have no excuse. An idea along the lines of 'what if fWhip dresses up like stereotypical handsome vampire' came to my brain and this came out of it.

fWhip was fed up with everyone telling him to dress better ever since the stupid crown picked him as the new Lord Emperor. And it was only two months, meaning two dumb monthly meetings he hosted just so he doesn't look bad following Katherine in wearing the damn thing. Meaning Gem and Pearl invading his mansion and trying to force him I to the depths of his close he didn't visit since becoming the Count of Grimlands.

"If I dress up once will you two leave me alone?" He sighed the evening before the third meeting. 

"Fine, but only so you can see that it actually makes a difference with how others talk to you," Gem sighed as Peal almost dragged her out. fWhip just sighed. He loved his dear twin a lot but she could be a bit much. Especially when it came to how rulers from outside WRA saw fWhip.

With another sigh and almost full glass of wine he went deeper into his walk in closet than he did in years. Luckily his staff made sure, against his wishes, that everything in there actually fit him and wasn't from when he was twelve. Meaning he had no trouble finding a sufficiently elegant shirt, pants and fitting vest. Coat seemed like a bit too much. He also dug out shoes more elegant than his usual heavy work boots.

Sitting through having his hair styled properly was instantly worth it as he walked into the meeting room. Putting on his most annoyed expression.

All the jaws hit the floor and Gem beamed with joy at seeing her brother in something that actually fit him properly and looked nice at the same time. And his hair was properly brushed and tied together. And there was a dark purple ribbon in his hair, nicely matching his vest that together with his rather open dark gray shirt showed just enough to remain decet. And he had his nails painted and...

But Gem's unbridled glee wasn't the best reaction. 

The best was Scott freezing in panic as his face got more and more red. Quickly hiding it behind his fan and wafting himself faster as frost formed on his and Jimmy's glasses of water, and the windows behind them. Though that was barely visible wth the shutters closed tightly so fWhip doesn't burn in his own house.

"Don't get too used to this, it's damn uncomfortable," he grumbled while making his way to his seat. His shoes clicking on the floor being the only sound aside from Scott's fan.

Scott had no idea how he managed to get through the meeting. How any of them did quite honestly. Without it devolving into a discussion on where the hell was fWhip hiding this nice clothes and all this sex appeal he was radiating. He was maybe starting to understand all.the trashy vampire romance novels he read when he first realised he maybe liked fWhip a bit more than as just a strong ally.

And... Did his pants have to be so tight? Scott wondered, as Sausage' rattled on about some bandit's. The other members of WRA didn't seem as shocked by fWhip's appearance. But they knew him longer than Scott. He only jointed the alliance when Joey - and by extension Scott's traitorous older brother Xornoth - joined the Cod Alliance. Scott himself could not care less about some fish.

But he did care about the sexy vampire and his darkened, usually sky blue eyes. He had to be hungry. Likely having to sit through hi staff doing his hair and helping him get dressed properly. Fancy really looked good on him.

It looked so good on fWhip, Scott made up some stupid excuse to do with something his council was bothering him about to stay longer. It wasn't really an important or interesting to him matter but it worked. And he was now following a likely at least slightly hungry vampire to his private office where he usually dealt with matters do to with his allies.

"So, that tunnel you mentioned," fWhip started, leaning against his desk instead of sitting in his chair. It meant that there was no desk separating him from Scott.

Scott needed a second to remember what damn tunnel fWhip meant. "Ah. Yes. My council have been bothering me to ask if it'd be possible," he rambled, feeling more and more embarrassed. Avoiding looking directly at fWhip, especially since he decided to ditch his damn vest and indecent amount of his chest were on full view for Scott.

"Your council, you say. So you wanting to talk to me alone has nothing to do with how you were practically drooling over me that whole meeting?" fWhip hummed and suddenly, with far too much fluidity and grace was suddenly very much in Scott's personal space. Knee between the elf's legs. One hand gently guiding Scott to lok at him. Other helping him support himself but Scott was quite sure it was there just to cage him in. "So?" The vampire grinned, barely flashing his fangs.

"I... I tho... You look nice today..." Scott rambled, his gaze shifting to the crossbow mounted behind fWhip's desk. Anywhere that wasn't fWhip's face actually. "Not that you don't usually, you always do but especially today..." Scott mumbled and finally managed to make himself shut up.

"Nice you say?" fWhip hummed, his hand on Scott's chin gently moving to his shoulder but not for a second stopped touching him. "Push me away if it's too much," he said and started leaning in.

Scott was sure he was about to be bitten. And strangely since he's been sheltered his whole life, was excited by the thought. But that wasn't what fWhip had planned. 

He instead kissed Scott. Effectively stealing his first kiss. But the elven prince didn't mind. It felt nice even if he wasn't sure how it was supposed to feel. It certainly didn't feel like he imagined based on his books. No one in the books grabbed other by the shirt and pulled them closer as Scott did with fWhip. There was no sudden explosion of heat or feeling in his stomach. Just light tingling where fangs nicked his lips, not enough to draw blood. And the fWhip's neither cold nor warm lips, and...

And fWhip pulled back far too soon. Pushing Scott into the chair as he tried chasing his lips purely on instinct. "Careful darling, unlike me you need to breathe," fWhip chuckled as Scott realised he did indeed forget about that need of his. As the elf caught his breath he studied the vampire's face. He was as calm and collected as always, and the way he picked his lips had Scott blushing. 

"Can..." Scott started but stopped himself. How does one ask a vampire to bite them? 

"If you want more kisses we'll have to move somewhere else, somewhere where you won't be at risk of neck cramps," fWhip chuckled and to Scott's dismay left his personal space. He did not do anything to fix his shirt though.

"Oh... That was kind of my first kiss... But it's not what I meant to ask... Would you be willing to bite me?" He rambled out on almost single breath. He had no idea what had fWhip looking as shocked as he did and had no idea which would be better for him.

"I almost forgot how sheltered you were your whole life," fWhip groaned, once more leaning against his desk. "Ar you sure you want me to bite you?" Luckily he took a small mercy on Scott and did not mention the first fact...

"Yes," Scott nodded. He was quite curious how it'd feel.

fWhip nodded and led Scott to what turned out to be his bedroom. Or simply a room he rested in since vampires apparently need some rest from time to time...

Waking up in some amount of pain here and there in his body next to fWhip's almost motionless self was almost worth the talking to he got from his council. Or how Sausage and Pearl looked at him at the next WRA meeting. So what if he had to cover his neck from time to time? At least Gem was too happy with her brother dressing up nicer more often to notice...

[ice-cap-k]

Kyanite

So... accidentally read the wrong prompt when writing yesterday's story, so it's getting flip-flopped with today's story. Consider this the day 2 prompt submittal for Whumptober.

Cross-posed on AO3 here: Kyanite

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The emperors blinked spots from their eyes as the flash of light dissipated. The supercharge of magic was depleted. The demon was no longer in the center of the circle. No more charred skin that flickered with the nether’s dying embers. Gone were the imposing horns and wicked grin. Missing was the brother who ceased to be a brother many lifetimes ago.

Where Xornoth once stood was now a cerulean crystal. Its jagged blue facets glittered coldly in the light of the dying flames. The remaining emperors blinked down at it, not really sure whether to believe their own eyes.

Joey was the first to come to his senses. There was an irony to that, considering the demon no longer held sway over him. After all that time under the influence of a master, the man looked lost. “Wha- what happened,” he whimpered. “Where’s Xornoth?”

“He’s gone.” The emperors turned to the man at the front of the circle. The elf’s red eyes were wide. His mouth stretched into a growing smile as the gravity of the situation seemed to dawn on him. “It’s over,” he added, sounding a little less stunned and a little more proud of himself. 

Cheers rose up among the leaders. Pearl clanked her sword and shield together in a triumphant battle “whoop” while Gem fired off colorful sparks with her staff. Katherine practically picked up the teal-haired elf at her side and spun him around, despite his apparent discomfort. Joey shrank away, confused by what was happening around him, but Shubble was quick to jump to his side. She would calm him down and better explain what was happening. Next to Scott, she knew the most about what Xornoth was and how he came crashing in to ruin their lives. If anyone could set things right and explain the situation to the newly freed man, it would be her.  

There were pats on the back and excited jokes to go around. Someone even passed out golden carrots to snack on and ease the exhaustion of the fight. No attempt was made to clean up the burnt remains of the demon’s lair. If anything, most of the emperors agreed it would be best to leave the magic circle where it was. Gem’s magic was an intricate art that was best left alone. 

However, Gem said that the magic of the circle would be fine if they took the crystal. That was fairly convenient, considering nobody wanted to simply leave it unattended. “Here Scott,” Gem said. She held the glittering blue stone out to the elf after the others had gone. He raised an eyebrow at it, but took the stone. “We couldn’t have done this without you. And he’s your brother,” she added with a good-natured shrug. “I figured that, out of everyone, you should be the one to decide what happens to him.” 

He smiled, rolling the crystal around in his palm. It really was quite lovely. Not in the way a cut stone looks after the jeweler has polished its facets and wraps it in precious metals to be worn and flaunted. Rather, this stone still had all the frayed edges and uneven facets of a raw mineral freshly plucked from the earth and rinsed under water. Impurities shone like prismatic white frost caught in the blue haze. Even the bladed offshoots of the rectangular base structure were hard white lines against the cold blue.

“Do you know what this is,” he asked, rubbing his thumb against one of the edges. 

Gem! Gem it’s me!

His question caught Gem off guard. “Xornoth,” she said, sounding a little baffled. “I know that light was pretty bright but I thought we were all on the same page here. Do you want me to explain how the magic works again?”

He shook his head. “I know that,” he says, sounding pleasantly annoyed. “What I mean is, do you know what kind of crystal this is?”

She let her eyes skim over the deep blue center and delicate white edges. So much like a glacier, or the sea shortly after the crash of a wave, or the sky split by lightning moments after the sun had set. “I’ll admit, I wasn’t sure it was any known crystal. I never thought the shape he took was supposed to mimic anything in particular. How are you supposed to name something that is a manifestation of a soul?”

Please, Gem! I'm here! I’m right here!

“That answer was a tad more philosophical than I was going for,” he said with a snort. His fingers wrapped tight around the crystal, effectively hiding it from sight. That couldn’t be comfortable considering all the sharp edges. “But I suppose that’s understandable.”

“If I had to describe it though…”  Gem started, then trailed off, humming to herself as she flipped through various names of rocks in her head. All those years spent honing the art of magic had familiarized her with all sorts of crystals, elements, and minerals. “To me, it appears to be a kyanite crystal.” Magical soul rock philosophical questions aside, she had to admit that the resemblance between the stone in front of her and the semi-common crystal was there.

“I would agree,” the elf said with a nod. “I suppose that’s considered a gemstone. I could make a necklace out of this to keep track of him.” 

Can’t you hear me?  Please help me, Gem! Don’t let him do this.

The crystal was promptly dropped into his pocket. 

“You’re not going to risk polishing it, are you?”

He sneers. “Of course not.”

“Good. At least it will match your outfit.”

The elf winced. “Yes. I suppose it does. I should probably get changed after this,” he says, looking down at his ruined clothes. The armor kept him safe for most of the battle, but there were netherack smears and soot stains on every scrap of fabric visible beneath the diamond plating.

“Ugh, same,” Gem says. Her hand immediately goes to the burnt spot on the brim of her pointed hat. That was going to need a patch. “This was my favorite.”

“You go ahead. I’ll be right behind you.”

No! Please don’t leave me, Gem! Gem!! GEM!! PLEASE!!!

She started down the steps, leaving just the elf standing at the edge of the magic circle. He waited a moment or two to make sure she didn’t come back before pulling the rock back out of his pocket. There were small cuts on his palm from where he had gripped the crystal tight. Those bladed edges were no laughing matter. He had feared she might have noticed something during their short conversation; heard something that he had hoped he could muffle by covering up the crystal. That had been worth a few small cuts, but despite the wizard’s skill in magic-craft she hadn’t seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary. He was lucky.

One facet was smudged with his own blood. Through the red and the blue and the misty white veins, though, he could see Scott.

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Scott could see the sharp toothed grin through the glassy blue haze of his prison. The face looking back at him was so much like his own, he shouldn’t have been surprised it had his friends fooled.  It was like looking into a distorted mirror.  Instead of the warped features of the demon staring back at him, it was an almost kindly round face with brightly colored locks. Xornoth had kept up the illusion of teal hair, but illusions only worked if you didn’t know they were there.

Scott hadn’t seen his brother’s true face in over a lifetime. They had the same rounded face and wide eyes. The same shape to their nose and the curve of the jawline. But despite the magic in place, Scott could make out the pink sheen of Xornoth’s hair and glowing red-black eyes. Those same fiery eyes looked deep into Scott’s prison, glaring and triumphant. 

“They can’t hear you,” Xornoth says, sounding just like Scott. His words practically bounce off the walls, echoing back to Scott each word ten times over. “None of them can.” 

“They’re smart,” Scott says. His voice cracks, sending fractals of light breaking across the crystal’s rough surface like a prism. The fact that Gem of all people hadn’t noticed a thing made him nervous. It was her spell that Xornoth had twisted. She should have noticed SOMETHING. “They’ll figure it out sooner or later. And when they do, they’ll get me out of here.”

“They don’t care about you. They didn’t notice anything was off about you. All they care about is their own little empires,” the elf on the outside said with a shrug. “And even if they did, by then I’ll have seen my plans for destruction through to the end, and have contingencies in place.”

“That’s not going to happen,” Scott insisted, and if he could have pounded on the surface of the crystal, he would have. “They’ll stop you!” He didn’t have a physical body to lash out with, but he had his anger and his hate. Those emotions flared up in a kaleidoscope of broken light.

The crystal lurched. His brother’s angry string of curses sounded distant. Everything swirled in a confusing motion of sudden movements and ringing noises. By the time everything seemed to right itself, it occurred to Scott that Xornoth had dropped the crystal. He could see his look-alike holding his wrist. Shards of ice were falling from his fingers where Scott’s magic had managed to reach him through the crystal’s surface. His face was twisted in a pained snarl. “Why you little…” 

Scott almost laughed. At least he wasn’t completely helpless in here. When Xornoth picked the crystal back up, he did so with the fabric of his sleeve covering his hand. 

“Stop me? Just like they stopped me today, hm?” Scott felt a shiver run down his spine as Xornoth ran his thumb along one of the smoother sides of the crystal. “Then I would invite them to try. Really, I should be thanking them. If it wasn’t for your friends, I wouldn’t have you right where I want you: in the palm of my hand and at my mercy.” The echoes of Xornoth’s words do nothing to dampen the venom dripping in his voice. Fingers wrap around the length of the crystal and squeeze tight once more. The walls of Scott’s prison haven’t moved, but they feel like they’re pressing in so close they might just suffocate him. The claustrophobia is made even worse by the sudden rise of temperature as if the man outside was actively trying to make Scott as uncomfortable as possible. If he could gasp for air, he would.

“You know, I once saw a possible future where I hadn’t acted fast enough…” Xornoth’s words were muffled behind his grip. “My god showed it to me. A future where your little wizard friend trapped me in Eudialyte.” 

Scott had never heard of such a thing, but through the faded back of his consciousness, a picture of a red-black crystal with blunted edges hanging from a gold chain came to mind. And the more he focused on the picture, the more he could make out from the faded edges. The crystal was on a necklace.  The necklace was around his neck. It was not a vision of Xornoth wearing an illusion to look like Scott. It was of Scott himself. And he knew deep down that Xornoth was there as well, hanging from the chain. He had the vague sense that his brother was showing him all of this. 

“But I also have power, brother. And when there is a second possible target that matches the description of the first, there will always be an opportunity to divert such underhanded tactics." 

The pressure on the crystal lessened. Scott felt like a weight had been lifted off his chest. The walls didn't feel quite so close.

"Even if you fooled them today, my friends will still figure something else out. They won’t let you have your way. They love their own empires enough to keep you from ruining it all.”

“You say that,” Xornoth says with a roll of his eyes. He’s clearly tired of this conversation. He pulls open his pocket once more and drops Scott’s crystal inside. “But I suppose you’ll just have to sit back and watch them try.” 

[max05nb]

Day 11:

(Part 1)

(masterpost)

Topic: Shubble lore (Part 2)

So I start off by I read the fandom wiki and it mentions nothing about her being unpopular in her class and I double checked in the videos and yeah my mind was making stuff up (the videos mention her becoming popular, kinda like a highschool legend but nothing related to net being popular previously). She was just disliked by the higher ups '-_-

Well anyway back to the topic!

So let's talk about why is she a Storm witch in witchcraft smp? Well if you watched esmp2 you probably remember the ending where she gets a glow up and switches her themes from general fog witch to specialized storm witch. She even goes to Joel to learn about thunder!( And we also learn Joel is a bad teacher cause you ain't having someone train for 10 years and then they're only power is making rain like I know why but just think about the implications °°)

So why stars?

That's the question I brought up before as well, her design is star and space coded, not storm, why?

Well it's nature wiwes.

If you're unaware esmp2 from Shubble pov (and only from her pov, Katrine cut the scene like wha??) ends with her getting to go on an implied date with Katrine. At previous moments we seen her crushing, and she even fought Pirate Joey for a chance to date her.

After she dies (okay if you really don't know the ending I do sound like a lunatic but I swear all of the stuff I'm telling you happen in 1 ending episode, she's just going through the motions) she has her hair turn white, signifying her resurrection. That color is almost opposite to her brunette hair so it's immediately makes her go from a spring/fall to a cold winter color season making her look out of place in her old clothes. When she meets with Katrine she mentions not liking the hair and thinking about dying it. Katrine to that immediately says that it suits her and it makes her look like moonlight. Later we see her getting her new outfit and based on a comment made by the creator on the video, she basically took Katrine's compliment and made it her entire aesthetic.

So yeah the star theming comes from that, she just took her crushes words and run with it.

However I still don't understand why they didn't just make her a star witch?

Here comes my theory:

Like I stated before I'm pretty sure it was a last minute change. Other possibility: not good enough mods, the fantasy pack they used could have just not have good star related mods.

Another thing I wanted to mention is that, stories change and grow. This happens often on esmp (think of Xornoth, who started out just Scott messing around with a voice changer) (or Hermes) (or the statue in the evermoore being made by Joey but later changed to be made by spirits) (my point is that it happens a lot) but it happens in any story, especially in smp based ones where the viewers could have a directly impact on the story. Watching an smp often like watching a story still in it's first draft, things just happen, you retcon things from before and pretend you have foreshadowed something you just made up 5 seconds ago. So what I'm trying to say that I been thinking a lot about how I tend to think of smp stories as this set in stone, proof-read story that cannot change and everything have been planned out before hand. Shubble must have planned to merge these characters from the start surely! But most of the times they're fluid and changing. Shubble could have planned it from the start of wcsmp and made her design based on that but she could have also just thought about it later. Katrine's comment could have no connection to Shubble's outfit but later on Shubble though it could fit so she pointed it out. Shubble didn't think about what lore implications every funny response she says had so if "I dunno I didn't go to school" was funny in the moment then why do I assume she meant more by it? And just to be clear this refers to all creators I watch, I just thought about it the most relating to Shubble.

Is anyone else in the same boat as me? I think I just have to stop overanalyzing lore details from something that happened 2 years ago (yeah I almost cried seeing that it feels like yesterday, the nostalgia shouldn't be hitting this hard TT)

Thank you for reading my ramble about nothing in particular. Hope you enjoyed this! I'll try to keep it short next time :'>

[blazeismyname]

Pieces from the first part of my Flower Hsubands fanfic that I'm too afraid to release. I might release it if this post gets enough likes though- (I'm mostly joking but maybe):

"He laughed. "Isn't it obvious? We're dead."

I looked over the grass and rolling hills, speckled with lime green and cyan.

"Is there anyone else here?" I added. If this were heaven, then surely one of the others would be here.

"No, this is a land for you and me. And I've been waiting here... alone," he said. He solemnly placed his head on my shoulder. "I've missed you."" -conversation between Jimmy and Scott directly after Scott lost his final life in 3rd life

"“Scott, you’ve known about this longer than me. How do you feel?” I asked.

“Strange. I’m a whole new me. This is the consequence of getting reborn. But strangely enough, I feel like I’ve always known this was going to be the consequence. I feel like... I always knew I wasn’t going to be fully me anymore,” Scott explained. 

"Do-” I hesitated. “Do you think this’ll end badly?”

Scott had a look of concern and questioning. “Why would it?”

“We’re different people… What if we hurt each other?” I worried. 

Scott shook his head. “No- We still have our cores. And at our cores, neither of us is one to hurt people on purpose. Plus, I will always love you.”

“I will always love you too…”" -First person from Jimmy, Scott and Jimmy talking about being reborn

"“So, boys, have you started thinking about who you’re bringing to the Rivendell Ball this weekend?” King Aiden asked.

Scott kicked, thinking. “Can I bring another boy?”

Xornoth sighed. “We know you’re gay.”

King Jack chuckled. “Do you think we discriminate?” He gestured to his husband.

Everyone went silent. I thought about the Rivendell Ball. It was the ball where young princes, princesses, and those in between take their current loves and celebrate another year without the fall of empires. It was super prestigious and only happened once a year. Many of us were old enough to go this year, and I was nervous. I didn’t even have a da-

“I’m asking Jimmy,” Scott declared." -Scott deciding to take Jimmy to the Rivendell Ball

"That sounded delicious. “Mm! At least it isn’t another seaweed pancake. They’re good, but I want something different.”

“Now I need to try these mystical seaweed pancakes,” Scott laughed." -Scott and Jimmy talking about Lizzie and Jimmy's breakfast habits

"My face turned sombre as I embraced him. “Would it help if I shared an embarrassing secret?”

“Jimmy-” He wiped his tears. “Is it serious?”

“Not too serious. Just kinda… Funny? I mean, considering our past life and everything, it’s definitely abnormal for a reborn,” I replied.

“Funny?” he puzzled.

I took a breath and took off my shirt like it was some grand reveal. “I have boobs.”

Scott blinked hard for a second, as if in disbelief. “You’re trans?”

“Yep! This fish ain’t cis!” I giggled.

He burst into laughter and hugged me. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“I was embarrassed-” I stammered. “Especially with the fact I was cis in my last life.”

“Hey! It’s ok, nothing to be embarrassed of,” Scott smiled. “Now you’re the B and the T!”" -Jimmy trying to cheer Scott up by telling him that, funnily enough, he isn't cis in this life

"“Hey, boys! We’re just waiting for Joel!” Lizzie greeted. “And there he is.” Joel swam up through the water entrance in the middle of the floor. His hair was soggy and I let out a little laugh at that. Lizzie helped him out of the water. “You forgot about the roof entrance, didn’t you?”

“I forgot about the roof entrance!” Joel face palmed. Then he pointed at me and Scott." -Joel being a sopping wet cat

"Scott helped me up and wiped the mud off my face with a handkerchief he dipped in the water. “Maybe this is why fish don’t have wings.”

“Hey! I’m a fully capable fish!” I argued. " -Fish really shouldn't fly

"Xornoth has come in late with Joey and almost didn’t get in because Joey insisted on being shirtless. It was all resolved because Xornoth had brought an extra shirt, knowing this would happen." -I had been hyping this up forever just for a small mention

"I looked around us again. Xornoth and Joey were doing Cod knows what. I don’t think either of them knew how to dance. Then they fell to the floor. Scott took a hand off of me and put it over his mouth to cover his laugh.

“You’re related to him?” I teased, pointing at Xornoth.

Scott shook his head jokingly. “Nope, where’d you get that idea?”" -Xornoth and Joey proving that if Xornoth wasn't evil, this would've been a match made in heaven

"He ran as I tried to grapple with what just happened. We were just friends, so why did he kiss me?

Then, looking up, I saw a broken face across the room. Scott, his face was distraught and filled with agony.

I stumbled over my words. “I-”

“Jimmy.. Did you ever love me? Or was I just… An obligation?” Scott asked, marching closer.

“I love you- I- He-” I tried to form a sentence but my head wasn’t clear.

A tear rolled down Scott’s pale cheek. “Enough!” He put his hands out in frustration. And then he gasped. And so did everyone else.

I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I looked down. Right through me was a blood-stained ice spike. Ice could so easily be broken, and yet it had been running straight through me. Straight through me. The air around me had gone cold. The kind of bitter cold you can smell, that hurts your nose. The tears I cried from the pain and sadness turned to salty ice. And my skin turned pale and my breath clouded as my life gave way to the ice.

“Scott… He kissed me…. I don’t even like him… I love you,” I managed to let escape on my dying icy breath." -This whole scene directly after Sausage kisses Jimmy (IT HAPPENED IN CANON SO I HAD TO)

[rose-lizzzy]

The room was holding it's breath as Shrub came to.

She was expecting to wake up in pain.

It was incredibly off putting when that didn't happen.

Instead she felt...kind of numb. She still felt very weak, like she could barely think, like she can barely move, but she felt... okay.

She opens her eyes, looking around at her surroundings. She sees the mushroom first, and part of her feels comforted. And then she sees the two watching her, clearly anxious.

She quickly looks away, finding her voice enough to mutter ".. what're you lookin at..."

The two sigh, and Gem scribbles in her book.

"Well....we....found you...hurt...and got you here... safe..." Katherine mumbles

The gnome slowly curls in on herself, but it was clear that something was still just...off with her by the way she moved. It was crystal clear that she was most definitely still being affected by Xornoth in many ways.

"Doesn't look very safe. Looks more like I'm a prisoner." She tries to growl out, but it was more just raspy and quiet.

"Well....." Katherine looks down

Shrub rolls her eyes "Thought so." She turns away, realizing that those small movements were taking a much bigger amount of energy than normal.

"..'m gonna kill him.." she mutters angrily to herself, and Katherine frowns

"What? What happened?"

The gnome turns and glares, weakly pulling up her hand to point at Gem who was still scribbling.

"Ask her." She croaks out before laying her head back against the pillow and staring into space.

Katherine turns to Gem with a confused frown. "Gem?"

"Oh...yeah...Sausage and Joey kidnapped me and Scott. Shrub was there, but let us escape."

Katherine gapes while Shrub scoffs quietly. "I only let you go to annoy them."

Gem nods "Uh huh...sure...."

The gnome opens her eyes to just glare at the wizard for a minute before going back to resting her head.

Gem turns to Katherine "Do you have that potion that helped those plants?" She asks, and Katherine searches her pockets before pulling it out.

Gem takes it and does some testing with it. "I don't think this will work on her, but maybe if we can make a stronger one..."

They hear shrub make some noises of disagreement, realizing what they were trying to do.

Gem ignores the sounds, turning and mixing a bunch of ingredients together, while Katherine goes to Shrub.

"Shrub.... we're gonna try to fix you..." She explains gently, while shrub shakes her head.

"I don't need your damn help.." she mutters "I'm not interested in anything you're going to try to do to me."

Katherine frowns "Well ...Gem says that Xornoth has a lot of influence on you. Don't you want to think for yourself?"

"I can think for myself thank you very much." She grumbled. "I don't need any help with that."

"I don't think you can..." Katherine admits, getting a little annoyed at how stubborn she was being. "I think you believe you can think for yourself, but that's just the corruption telling you that. You know deep down you can't really think for yourself. You're forced to do what it tells you."

Gem looks up, surprised. Shrub was left speechless.

But Katherine wasn't done. "I know you're tired of being used as a puppet. I know there's good in your heart. I know there's a real Shrub there, a Shrub that's kind, caring, and funny. And we're going to do anything to bring that Shrub back. Because you don't deserve to be a puppet for the demon."

The two stare at her in shock, and then Katherine realizes and shrugs "Well, I hope so." She mumbles, and her words were so powerful that shrub doesn't fight back when Gem offers her a bottle

She drinks the liquid and immediately feels her head spin, feels the ever present lust for blood and destruction start to fade. For a small moment her head felt empty, and for the first time in a while she smiled, from the happy moment of peace she felt. Before the moment passes out of nowhere, and the twisted thoughts continued, back to the manipulating ways from before.

The other two look at each other and nod, knowing that at least they were on the right track

[queercode-my-minecraft]

Thinking more road trip au thoughts... I just love those out of time feeling liminal spaces like laundry rooms or gas stations way past midnight... just the thought of Xornoth and Joey in silence at one of those..

Oh my god, yeah

The exhaustion as they lean against the back wall, trying to make the out shape of the bag of chips or whatever in front of them, and the electric light (that’s kind of giving them a headache) flickering above them

The sound of footsteps and they don’t even need to turn to know who it is, because as soon as he gets near he just sort of melts by their side- leaning against one another, holding hands and just looking at the bags of chips or whatever in front of them

Or, wait, Joey is especially spontaneous so he probably forgot to bring all that many clothes. Imagine if they have to stop at a laundry room to wash their clothes and they don’t say anything as they sit, time moving not at all as they look at the laundry going round and round

And, they’re always empty places. They’re always alone and there’s something nearly supernatural that makes them scared that if they stop looking everything will start moving again and they’ll lose each other for good this time

[cathumanthing2]

Roseblings Chatfic AU Chapter 5

(Tw: implied child abuse at the end)

magic bitches

3:44 pm

scary fish lady: hey jimmy that one tango dude just called

scary fish lady: Why'd you leave your phone anyways

pathetic fish man: oh my boyfriend called woo

tech wizard: excusemewhat

tech wizard: THAT thing got a boyfriend?

actual wizard: fWhip, be nice.

pathetic fish man: Heyyy :( 

jungle bitch: jimmy doesnt have rizz he cant have a boyfriend

pathetic fish man: Yep I have a boyfriend, his name is Tango, hes awesome and he lives in hermit city

buff buff farmer: you do realize that that sounds awrully like the old excuse of, "oh they go to another school you wouldnt know them"

pathetic fish man: but I'm not lyinggg 

pathetic fish man: Lizzie help you know im telling the truth

scary fish lady: no :) 

glitter starboy: sorry but it sounds like ur lying ngl

pathetic fish man: guysss i swear im telling the truthhhh

father: Jimmy, I'm sorry to say this, but it does really sound like you're lying

hopeless romantics

3:58 pm

engineer salmon: i want to scream

engineer salmon: this is pain

Shroom: literally me all the time

elsa boi: fWhip…. I just realized who you like and

elsa boi: get a better taste in men. Please

simp for elves: scott you do know that xornoth told me all about your crush on jimmy last year

elsa boi: im gonna kill them-

elsa boi: but seriously fwhip why. Why. i thought you hated him

Shroom: …I JUST FIGURED IT OUT JUST FROM THAT

Shroom: fwhip. why.

simp for elves: fwhip you like HIM????

engineer salmon: I CANT CONTROL IT OK HES SO PATHETIC ITS SO CUTE-

Shroom: …hes gotten to the point where he thinks the patheticness is cute

Shroom: hes too far gone

elsa boi: best to let the sickness run its course hel cometo it eventualkly

simp for elves: still i cant believe you like jimmy

elsa boi: shh, joey, we're all too gay for this you fucking like my sibling

Shroom: fwhip if jimmy does like you back tho itll take like 6 monts for him to realize it and another 6 monts for him to make a move and by then itll have faded so gl

engineer salmon: kill me now

holders of the sacred braincell

4:02 pm

Queen of all Ducks: should we tell the truth or should we let them keep thinking jimmys lying

Water Cat: lets just wait till tango inevitably visits hermit city bcause that'll be funny

Sandman: As one of Tango and the others' "stalkers", as they call us, I can help nudge it along appropriately. Unless you want to, Pearl.

Queen of all Ducks: Yesssss meddling in others' relationshipssss

Magic Nerd: Ooh can I join? 

Magic Nerd: Actually no I have too much work to finish i cant help

Queen of all Ducks: Cmon, whens the last time you had some fun Gem

Queen of all Ducks: Please join?

Magic Nerd: Sorry, but I seriously have too much work to finish to be doing fun things right now

Queen of all Ducks: fine 

Gem set down her phone, eyes watering. It stung to have to turn down an invitation to do something fun with her friends, but she had to.

She glanced at the C she got on an essay she stayed up an entire night to finish, a reminder to work harder and do better work.

She wiped her tears away and began to type. No use in dwelling on past assignments that she failed miserably on.

(Her mind kept drifting to her parents' reaction to the bad grade, and she shuddered. It didn't help her focus at all.)

[thecoddaughter]

Lungs by F&TM as Empires S1 Characters

*disclaimer I only have watched a few perspectives so they are biased around those characters and those characters interactions and the wiki page*

*also this is a longer album than I thought, so this is a LONG post (hence collapsed post) and there are some character repeats*

Dog Days Are Over - The Ocean Queen

This song reminds me of what her mindset would be like while losing her memory

Rabbit Heart - Gem the Wizard

We’ve been over this one, there's a beautiful piece of art by @happyrome0 for the cover <3

I’m Not Calling You a Liar - The Copper King

Idk why really, kinda because of the cod alliance but befriending the twins. Not really his mindset, but what people think about him? Again, not really sure.

Howl - Shrub Berry

Her whole wolf vibe kinda falls under this song. "If you could only see the beast you made me" and "Like some child processed, the beast howls in my veins"

[note: this song immediately makes me think of Flower Husbands, but the context isn’t in this universe {“be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers’}]

Kiss With a Fist - Emperor Joey

I feel like I don’t need to explain this one… but I will with one word: Xornoth

Girl With One Eye - Dark King Sausage

Um, I am just gonna leave this quote “I took it home and watched it wither and die” and “my reputation's kinda clouded with dirt”

Drumming Song - The Codfather

I feel like it could be about the Cod constantly talking to him and his inevitable destiny, also “as the water fills my mouth, it couldn’t wash the echoes out”

Between Two Lungs - The Mezalean King and The Ocean Queen

This song gives soulmates vibes and those two are forever married in every universe (even when they aren’t)

Cosmic Love - The Mezalean King and The Ocean Queen (again...)

After the memory lose… sorry

[note: there are a lot of love songs on this album (some can be made platonic or singular) but I only ship like 3 s1 ships...)

My Boy Builds Coffins - Lady Katherine

Totally not bc I couldn’t think of any other song for her… totally… anyway next song! No but seriously, it fits her head-collector vibe a bit.

[Note 1: I was gonna make this the biggest supplier of wood but Joey is the only one who exported wood according to the wiki and the vibes didn’t fit]

[Note 2: I thought the lyrics were ‘my brother’ not ‘my boy builds’ for a good few weeks]

Hurricane Drunk - The Codfather

This is how I imagine Jimmy would’ve reacted to Scott being a part of the Wither Rose Alliance. 1. the water metaphors (which this album has a lot of!) 2. this quote "And in the crowd, I see you with someone else. I brace myself cause I know its gonna hurt but I like to think at least things can't get any worse"

Blinding - King Scott of Rivendell

He's just a guy living in the wrong time, not getting to be with the boy he loves… “no more calling like a crow, for a boy, for a body in the garden” Come on that’s flower husbands! But also his pov of the rapture is captured in this line "And I would hear the thunder and see the lightning crack and all around the world was waking, I never could go back." !!!!!

You’ve Got the Love - The Codfather

The date… “When food is gone you are my daily meal. When friends are gone, I know my savior's love is real”

Swimming - The Seablings

So this is before they remembered who they were and just that they felt like they were missing something.

Heavy in Your Arms - Count fWhip

I feel like this is what would play as fWhip found Sausage’s body in the Blood Circle and obviously blame himself… So technically it is sung from Sausage's POV. I am going to give big quotes for this one:

"And is it worth the wait, all this killing time? Are you strong enough to stand? Protecting both your heart and mine... Who is the betrayer? Who's the killer in the crowd? The one who creeps in corridors and doesn't make a sound."

"This will be my last confession 'I love you' never felt like any blessing. Whisper it is like it's a secret, only to condemn the one who hears it with a heavy heart."

[note: I wanted to say Jimmy cuz the river metaphor but as stated before there are a lot of water metaphors in this album]

Falling - Queen Pearl

The falling without fear metaphor reminds me of the Xornoth fights, but this line “This is a song for a scribbled out name and my love keeps writing again and again” reminds me of her feelings toward Sausage)

Are You Hurting the One You Love? - King Sausage

This feels just right… here are some of my favorite lines: “you say you’ve found Heaven, but you can’t find God” “bite your tongue til it tastes like blood” and “was it something you could not stop”)

Addicted to Love - Queen Pearl and King Sausage

All about Xornoth…

Pearl: “you like to think that you’re immune to this stuff. Its closer to the truth to say you can’t get enough.”

Sausage: “The lights are on, but you're not home. Your mind is not your own. Your heart sweats, your body shakes.”

Bird Song - The Codfather

This is about killing all the Cod and the Godfather head drama. Not sold on this one though, but it fits Jimmy's crazed and frantic tone when things go wrong.

[note: this song reminded me of Monster Hunter Katherine and I almost put that bc I had my seasons mixed up]

Hospital Beds - Queen Pearl and King Sausage

Oh, come on! The song is about fire and dying friends! “I did not choose him, he did not choose me. We have no chance of recovery” and “Put out the fire on us. Bring your buckets by the dozen.”

Hardest of Hearts - The Codfather and King Scott of Rivendell

This is all about love that hurts you because you are emotionally unavoidably (which is both of them). “the sweetest of words have the bitterest taste” “Darling heart I loved you from the start, but that’s no excuse for the state I’m in” and “my heart swells like the water at a wave, can’t stop myself before its too late”