#the everafter war

[cantheywinthehungergames]

Sabrina Grimm from the sisters Grimm.

She’s 12 (or I believe she turns 12 in the books)

Restrictions: none really bc she doesn’t carry magical weapons with her or have supernatural powers.

Tribute Name: Sabrina Grimm

Age: 12 (Magic and Other Misdemeanors)

Restrictions: None

If you would like to see a character aged 12-18 enter the Hunger Games, please submit them through my asks. 19+ aged character submissions are currently closed.

[lapluieellepleut]

[mybrainisalibrary]

I wonder how often Sabrina guilt trips Puck with this later on

Like - 'ugh I don't wanna do the dishes - hey Puck remember how you made Pegasus poop all over me that time? Wanna do me a favor to make up for it?'

Also the fact that Relda knows exactly what's happening 😂

[undying-lilies]

hello, 911? I’m being emotionally attacked by a children’s book

[howlingday]

Ask

When the Great War was fought between Between the gods and there creations. More than just the men, they created many of the beasts that now live in the ever afterwork cursed and banished to the everafter for sideing with the humans.

Of the few creation stuck by their side with a grimm and gients. Grimm are found beasts made of negative emotions. Terrible things, but useless against magic and aura in the grand scheme of things. Often leaderless in going off of basic instant.

The giants, however, were not. Lumbering monsters of men Standing thirty feet tall Their cries were as loud as thunder and their footsteps caused earthquakes so the legends say.

As for humanity, seeing as they did not all turn against their creators, they were punished but not as severely. They would now be hunted down by the grimm stripped of their magic. And be allowed to be eaten by the giants.

The two leaders of the rebellion were cursed with immortality. The thing they saw after so bad. Force to watch as their kingdoms crumbled, and their people eaten and slaughtered.

Centuries upon centuries go by. Eventually, human society rebuilds. Giants for their part retreated to the forest. But the grim never ceased having a leader who wants not but the end of the world, and their last words from their gods fight humanity.

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Fee-fI-fo-fumm I smell the blood of a patch girl

Ruby was hiding under the covers of her blanket As she heard these words wrung out.

Quickly grabbed from her blanket, being launched into the air screaming. Caught under her armpits by her father as they both were laughing.

How was School today ruby. Tai asked his Precious daughter.

It was fine. Said in a muffled voice She was never good at socializing. Tai did not worry about bullies. Yang was there, but still, he wished for her to make some friends. Pulling her into a hug and offering to make her some cookies. A smile appeared on her face as they made their way to the kitchen.

Ruby, why don't you go play outside with yang while I make you some chocolate chip cookies.

Ruby ran out to the back door to go play outside on there, playhouse and sandcastle. Yang was already outside doing what she did best. Trying to see how hard she could hit so she could train to hit harder.

YANG!! ruby shouted as she rushed over to her sister. Before leaping in two her arms.

Let's play hide and seek. Ruby said in a demanding tone, much like any young five year old

All alright, but you only get a three second head start. Yang said Enjoying catching up to her sister and a matter of seconds when she was found.

Yang suddenly snap behind and shouted out one. Panicing rubynot knowing where to go on such notice.Ruby ran into the woods. Running further Into the Woods.As she heard her sistart , looking for her ruby giggling.

Deeper, she ran into the woods Until she found A tree growing out of a hI'll side. She curled up next to the side of the tree and waited for her sister to come find her.

THUMP THUMP

Loud footsteps were heard approaching her. Looking over her shoulder and up the tree.She saw a giant hand resting on it with a head leaning over the tree. Her breath hitched and was held in her chest.

Stepping out fully into her was at an eight foot tall man with blue eyes and blonde hair. Is covered in a patchwork of pelts in the shape of clothing. Barefoot as well. Opening his mouth wide almost as if to eat Is her whole like the giants of legend.

Hi, I'm jaune. Why are you so small? Do you wanna be friends? I don't have a lot of friends. Jaune said in a childish voice full of wonder. Ruby and this moment had so many questions, but one persevered above all others.

I not short you're just freakishly tall. She shouted, definiting her honor she was perfectly tall for her age she told herself that despite being one of the shortest in the class.

I'm not tall. You're just short. You're freakishly short. I'm not freakishly tall. Jaune said, feeling attacked by this short person.

Ruby I hear you shouting. Yang said in a singing voice

Crap, my sister heard me, I got a hide. Ruby said, looking around and her immediate area for a hiding spot.

But why do you have to hide. Jaune said in a confused voice.

Because I'm playing hide-and-seek and if I get caught I lose, and she'll brag about it all day. Jaune Eyes lit up like a christmas tree upon hearing her.

Can I play too. with a big smile on his face. the golden triver and human form or rather giant form said

No, the game has already started, and I need to find a place the hide so stop distracting me. Ruby said in a hush tone

Well, what if I could hide you. Jaune said in a simmedesperate voice.

Ruby looked up to him with a gliber of hope. If you can hide me for my sister. I promise I'll be your best friend.

With a smile, jaune grabbed Ruby by her armpits and slung her onto his back. Sinking his fingers into the bark of the tree. He climbed at an extreme rate. Giants are more than just big. They're deceptively strong for their size, even As massive as it is.

As they made their way to the top of the tree, Ruby could see he sister in the distance make her way tords were she was.

When she reached the base of the tree. Yang was befuddled. She could I have sworn. She heard her sister over here.

And then she was pounced upon. Not by grim or any malicious creature. But 4 bandits.

Pinned down by the four men as rope was being tied around her arms. Quit fucking struggling Bitch. The chiefss wants to see you. One of the four baronets piped up

Ruby was not For action sitting fifteen feet in a tree. And most of her life being rather timid. However, that's her sister. And with a leap of faith. She jumps, landing onto the back of the one trying to tie sister down and tryies to hit him on the back of the head. her fist did connected. But They were doing nothing to the aura enhanced man.

Reaching around and grabbing the little girl's leg.He slammed her hard into the tree. ruby made a sickening coughing noise as the air was knocked out of her.

Yang shout at her sister's name before being shut up by a gae.

What should we do if the other one.

Just Fucking we don't nead her.

Yang begins screaming and crying through her gag even more. Jaune is many things, but so on who will Abandon His friends isn't one.

Leaping from a tree falling ruby's example. He went on to the one who recommended killing her. Despite being the same age as ruby. He Wade several hundred more pounds. Landing feet first onto his shoulders in slamming him into the ground.The man let out a cough.

This victory was brought short as the other two men quickly brought out their weapons. a bow staff shotgun. And a flamethrough halberd. The man currently sat on Yang also eyed jaune but was more concerned about keeping their targets still.

The man with a halberd struck quickly, aiming for jaune leg. No matter how tall and strong he is compared to a human for his age, he is still just a 5 year old.

The blow shruck right on the back of his knee cap. Tears begin to ring out of his eyes as the man with the bow's staff laughed spun and hit him in the side of the head. Let out a deafening crack.

The skull may not be broken, but it definitely was rattled and potentially fractured. Now, on the floor with tears running his eyes. He quickly leaped towards yang and ruby, pushing them underneath him and shoving the one man out of the way that held yang down as he put his back to them.

The other two pulled out their weapons and began beating onto his back scrapes, and cuts formed on it, yet he held strong.

Why does everyone in tiny bum fuck no Wear a communities , stick out for each other.

I know, right. It's so fucking stupid. This big idot could have lived a long, miserable life. As prey instead, he's decided to die now.

One man with a blunderbust axe put it to the back of his jaune head. Hey Big fella if you start begging now i'm may sta-HHHHHHAAAA

Whatever that man was going to say was interrupted. Jaune father had appeared behind him. Thoroughly pissed off. The man was grabbed by his legs and arms and slowly twisted apart screaming, beging to the gods for mercy. When he finally came apart, with a sickening squill and pop and crack, his guts hanged from his torso as a sickening display, almost as if streamers on a christmas tree. As blood and spinal fluid dripped down onto the floor, the other three men ran scrimming various profanities.

The first man the tide yang down was stumped flat with a stomp. The second man to die was kicked into a tree. Splash him against it like a water balloon.

The fourth man was running with all his might.His lungs were running out of breath. In three sharp lunges, the arc patriarch. Was upon the man grisping him by his waist, fitting neatly into his palm.

Fuck you you motherfucker. And other various profanities left his mouth.

With a quick opening of the jaw, man was split in half chewed and swallowed. The children for their part hid themselves from the gore.

Soft thumps were heard as ruby and yang huddle closer to jaune. Crouching down the arc.Patriarch asked his son a question. They didn't hurt you too bad did they.

The deep guttural voice sent a shiver downe yang and ruby spine. No, but I think my new friends may be hurt.

Jaune turned his back to his father. Revealing to Ruby and Yang jaune father. Instead of the monster with gnashing teeth and a hideous face. They saw the look of what appeared to be a concerned middle-aged man.

Sending up to his full height of thirty-four feet, he lifted all three of them up into the crook of his elbow. Would you young girls mind telling me where you live that so i can drop you off.

With a sniffled ruby pointed in a direction, so he went. Ruby ignyang , for the first time in their life , were seeing their home in a new light from this high up.

Flocks of deer in the distance to how the dirt made funny shapes when looked from a different angle. Even saw the tops of trees and were even higher than some. So, mister jaune dad.

Please just call me nicholas.

Mr nicholas, are you going to eat us.

Huff-No, i'm not going to eat you. Before you ask yes, some giants do eat people. But they all live up in Atlas.It's so cold up there.You can barely get anything to eat. Nicholas said telling only a partial truth.

The man said, covered on a large tapestry of woven hids and other bits and pieces of cloth he for his wife could find. He shared a very striking resemblance to jaune. Down to the calming smile on his face, telling you everything would be all right.

The children in his arms began.Doing what children do best and talked and talked. Jaune revealed his family of six sisters, his father, and mother. Is Yang and Ruby talked about their mother's summer, their father, Tai, and Uncle qrow.

Is this your house. The house in question had three people in front of. Ruby recognized tai and qrow but not the third one a woman with raven black hair was talking to them.

If you would shut up and just listen to me, Yang and Ruby are a danger. The mysterious woman said.

They're in danger because you put your fucking goons up to try and get yang Because you all the suddenly to finally trying to be a mother. The man known as tai said.

It doesn't really matter right now.I saw a giant stop them from me saying my daughter. Raven said, cutting out the part where they were going to try and kill Ruby, not that she would have let them.

The other two took a deep breath Giants for no joke. Then they turned the tattled tail sides of thumbs of a giant's foot steps.

Play turned around only to see Ruby Yang.And what they're guessing is the giant's child waving at them.

Dad I made a friend.

Qrow simply took out his flask and took a hard drink and promptly walked into the house.

When all was said and done , another play date was set up for them to properly play together. Tai told Raven that as she ever tried some Shit like this again, he would sind her to prison himself.

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Now its your turn. I'm curious if you Make a reason for jaune joining beacon. If you have anymore questions about Feel free to ask me.

First of all, Happy Late Birthday to @greatkittydream, and I'm sorry this didn't get out to you sooner.

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Shortly after the introductions were made, Raven made her leave. She looked back once to Yang before shaking her head and disappearing into the treeline. Ruby, Jaune, and Yang all sat on the back porch, since Jaune couldn't sit inside their home at his height. Qrow watched from inside at two separate windows as the children played innocently while the men were on the other side, discussing more serious matters.

"So, you'll be the last giants then." Taiyang reaffirmed.

"For now," Nicholas rumbled, "and hopefully ever. There are few giants as honorable as we, even in Vale. I have too many mouths to feed on beef and nuts alone."

Taiyang nodded in understanding. He was well aware of how limited the space on Patch was, and even moreso for the resources. A giant choosing to avoid eating humans had no choice but to leave for the mainland in the south.

"There is a farming community for giants at the southern coast. A blind veteran of the great war herds sheep with his hands and won't say no to any giant who offers their help."

"It'll be sad to see you go." Taiyang said. "I'd love to get to know you and your family more before you left."

"My wife and our daughters have already crossed the waters. By next week, Jaune and I will make the last journey alone." A chuckle thundered from his throat. "Father-son bonding."

"Well, I don't know exactly know about sons, but I've got my own girls to look after."

"It was nice to meet you," Nicholas reached down, "Taiyang Xiao Lo-"

CLANG!

Faster than Tai had ever seen her, Summer Rose clashed her blade against the giant's sword. In her eyes was powerful rage, a storm of silver ready to blow away any who threatened the ones she loved. She landed in front of her lover, stopped only by his hand on her shoulder.

"Honey, it's okay!" He said, keeping his grip firm. "We were just talking."

"Daddy?!" Jaune ran around the corner, followed closely by Ruby and Yang. Summer's heart began to wrack with pain as she saw her girls look at her with fear. "Are you okay?!"

"I'm fine, Jaune." The grown giant sheathed his sword. "She was just scared. Giants are scary."

"Not as scary as moms, apparently." Summer awkwardly chuckled, putting her weapon away. "Forgive me. I heard there were giants, and I saw blood everywhere close by, and I got scared and-"

"It's fine." The giant lifted a hand that could grab hold of a horse's trunk. "You were scared for your family." Jaune came running up to his father, hugging his leg. Ruby and Yang did the same with her. "Same as any other parent."

"Not all of them." Taiyang whispered under his breath.

"My name is Summer Rose." She extended her hand. Fingertips many times larger than her hand gripped her palm and the back of said hand.

"I am Nicholas."

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I hope you enjoyed this half as much as you enjoyed your birthday. To be honest, I'm not sure how to follow up with this. Are giants able to become huntsman? Is there transportation for their to travel by air, since Beacon is in the sky? And would Ruby and Yang remember their giant friend after about a decade of meeting him?

[c-jay-s-text-posts-only]

A Hairy Eulogy

Written with permission from @n6918

The next afternoon, Jaune was wandering around the Academy. He and Team RWBY had left the EverAfter the evening before and arrived just as the sun set.

When they were finally able to reach Shade, Jaune was amazed to see how packed it was. So many people from all the other kingdoms had come.

On one hand, many of the locals were struggling to be around those from Atlas, Vale, and Mistral - tensions between them and the Vecchians were rather high, especially after the war.

But on the other hand, he was glad so many people had gotten Ruby's message and taken it seriously; even Saphron and Terra came with Adrian.

He had gotten an earful from her since he hadn't told the full truth, but it warmed his heart to see his family again, and he promised to keep them out of harm's way.

As he wandered, he noticed the doors to one of the big rooms had been shut. He remembered seeing these ones open yesterday.

'Hello?' He wondered, 'What do we got over here?'

Jaune put his ear to the door, and heard what he could only describe as a wedding march.

'Can people get married at the academies?' He didn't know that until now.

Jaune pushed it open slightly, just enough to see inside. What he saw left him very perplexed.

It was dark inside, save for a spotlight aimed at a podium near the front of the room. Team RWBY were there, as well as Ren, Nora, Oscar, and Emerald. Weiss's sister, brother, and mother were with them too, and so was their butler.

Everyone faced away from the entrance, and so didn't see that Jaune had found them.

"Wha-" he wanted to ask.

Weiss stepped up to the podium, and everyone sat down.

"Dearly beloved." She began grandly, "My Friends. Family. And Ruby."

"Whu- HEY!" Ruby pouted.

Everyone laughed. Weiss hid a giggle behind her dainty hand.

"Oh, come on!" Ruby stamped the ground from her seat,

"Right, right, excuse me." Weiss recovered, "That was very mean of me, and I'm sorry, I won't do it again- moving on!"

"Not funny, Bro." Ruby pushed her lips out.

"We are gathered here this afternoon," Continued Weiss, "Ahem, in the sight of the Gods . . . And the enhanced hearing of our fun-loving-four-eared-friend, Blake-"

"PFFT- shit!" Blake covered her mouth and turned away.

Yang threw her head back to laugh and fell off the bench.

"Ooh, look at me, aren't I being funny?" Weiss sounded amused,

"Get on it with it already!" Nora hollered,

"Okay-okay! Okay." Weiss cleared her throat, "We are gathered here today, on this, most dreadful occasion. To mourn the absolute loss of our Dear friend, Jaune Arc's beard."

Jaune accidentally banged his head against the door.

"The fuck?" He stumbled in and carefully shut the door behind him.

Somehow, no one had noticed. Yang's mouth fell open and her eyebrows lowered as she got off the floor.

"Whu- dude." She took her seat and her eyelids lowered too, "Is this seriously what you dragged us all here for?"

"Yes." Weiss didn't even hesitate,

"Oh- Weiss, honestly." Winter looked disappointed, "I was meant to have a meeting with the Ace-Ops this afternoon, I cleared my schedule for you."

"I- I think our little Snowflake has something important to say about this." Klein interjected kindly, his eyes turned from brown to yellow, "Go on, my dear. What about losing this Jaune's beard has you so upset?"

"Thank you Klein." Weiss smiled at him, "as I was saying-"

"Uh, hold-up!" Interrupted Ruby, "Weiss, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"What do you mean?" Weiss raised an eyebrow,

"Well, like," Ruby tried to find the words, "Is this really something we need to cry about?"

"I still don't follow." Weiss shook her head,

"Dude, it's a frikken beard!" Yang found the words quite easily, "It's not like we need to have a ceremony for it!"

'. . . Thank you?' Jaune wasn't sure how to feel,

"Again, you seriously dragged us here to talk about that?" Yang put her hands on her hips,

"Well, how couldn't I?" Weiss threw her arms up, "I needed to talk to someone about this! Preferably a group of people. I mean, it's a completely, criminally rotten shame he doesn't have it anymore!"

"And that wolf tail too." Blake purred quietly, wiping her nose with a loud sniff,

"You see?" Weiss pointed to her teammate, "She understands!"

"Wait-a-moment, now I'm confused." Whitely raised his hand, "Were you friends with some one named Jaune, or were you friends with his beard?"

"Eughhh . . ." Winter shivered in her seat, "Whitley, please. Don't talk like that."

"Why not?" Whitely was genuinely puzzled,

"The picture it paints isn't one I'm interested in seeing." Winter didn't miss a beat,

"I beg your pardon?" Whitely still didn't understand, "I just want to know who we're holding this funeral for . . . And if I should feel sorry for, um, whomever we're talking about."

"Why is that important?" Winter blushed and wrinkled her nose,

"Well, I'd feel quite offended if someone mourned something so superficial about me." Whitely reasoned, "It'd be like if we held a ceremony for your hair before you dyed it white."

"You dye your hair?" Nora leaned over to see.

Winter glared at her little brother.

'No one was supposed to know.' She thought.

"I'd like to know whether we should do this for your father." Remarked Willow, "I think I prefer the idea of celebrating his mustache rather than the man himself."

The two considered.

"It is what he deserves at the moment." Whitely conceded,

"I like the sound of that as well, Mother." Winter nodded, then she turned back to the podium, "By the way, which one is Jaune again?"

Jaune's stared and gaped. He couldn't tell if Winter was being sarcastic or if she really didn't know, but regardless, he didn't like that at all.

'I'm so glad the first time I broke you a twenty was also the last time I ever broke you a twenty.' He thought grumpily, 'I worked with you for six months, and you don't even know my name? You literally ditched me in the Central Location like three days ago!'

Suddenly.

"BARK-BARK-WOOF-WOOF-LOOK-AT-HIM!" Nora did her best impression of an excited chihuahua, "HE'S SO HANDSOME AND COOL HERE!!

By now, Weiss had brought up a projected image of The Rusted Knight's true face. Jaune slapped his thigh, he was shocked but mostly confused.

'Who took that and when?!' He wanted to shout.

The picture Weiss used wasn't very flattering. It showed a very frantic Jaune, with his hand on Juniper's snout. His hair looked good, and it captured his beard nicely, but he had been a total mess there.

The look in his eyes did nothing to help.

That this was even happening made no sense.

Where was team SSSN when you needed time to bond with the bros over things we all understood?

"Thanks to Ruby," Weiss was still oblivious to Jaune being there, "the Visage has permanently been made immortal. And you have my eternal gratitude."

All eyes, except for Blake, turned to Ruby, who didn't look the least bit ashamed.

"My beastly bestie glowed up so good!" Ruby insisted, "Everyone deserves to know it! Look at him! LOOK AT HOW GOOD HE LOOKS!"

Blake hadn't taken her eyes off the picture; she didn't need a second telling. She was practically drooling, but interestingly, Yang wasn't very upset about that.

"Well said, I concur." Weiss nodded.

And the others murmured their agreement.

"What's he putting his hand on there?" Emerald tilted her head, "Is that a deer or like an elk, or something?"

"Oh, it's so cute." Oscar smiled,

"Look at those beautiful eyes!" Added Willow,

"That was Juniper." Explained Weiss, "The Rusted Knight's faithful jackalope."

"I WANNA RIDE THE BUNNY!" Nora shouted suddenly,

"Phrasing . . ." Ren sighed and clapped his forehead,

"As far as this creature is concerned," Put-in Winter, "head-pats and ear-scritchies are of the highest order."

"Wait, the who?" Whitely stuck his pinky in his ear and wiggled it out with a pop, "I can't have heard that right. Who's jacks-a-lot did you say-?"

"You heard me correctly, Whitely." Said Weiss, "Juniper is a jackalope, and she belonged to the Rusted Knight."

She smirked broadly.

"Whose hand is on her snout in the picture." She added.

"Wait, what?" Ren perked up,

"Our friend Jaune is, in fact," Weiss said proudly, "The Rusted Knight from the beloved children's story: The Girl Who Fell Through The World."

Everyone but Team RWBY reacted.

"No . . ." Emerald gaped, "You're lying."

"But-!" Winter looked like she might lose her mind, "But the Rusted Knight was an older man! I thought you said this Jaune was a friend of yours from Beacon?!"

"I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT!!" Nora was thrilled, her eyes sparkled like polished gemstones, "I KNEW I HAD A REASON FOR CALLING HIM FEARLESS LEADER!! AND EVERYBODY DOUBTED ME!"

"But how?" Ren was more impressed, "That story was written almost two hundred years ago."

"Wait, that story was real?" Weiss knew she had Oscar's and Ozpin's full attention now,

"Indeed," She said, "The Girl Who Fell Through The World is, as it turns out, a true story. But certain events were either written out or altered to tell a much better one for children."

The others all wanted to know more, but Weiss quickly hushed them.

"As I'm sure this picture clearly shows," She said grandly, "Jaune's beard truly was a beautiful thing. The edges were a bit crooked, and the corners were somewhat unkempt, but it was thick~ and full~."

Jaune furrowed his brow.

'Am I hearing this right?' He was sure he couldn't be.

"The strands of grey mixed in with his blonde hair," Weiss seemed lost in her own little world now, "like veins of silver lost amid a field of gold, forever twirled and twined like clouds in the early morning sky."

Still looking at the picture, the others appraised his look, like critics at an unveiling. Although, none of them could remember a time when the sky appeared gold.

"And lest I dare myself to neglect," Weiss added quickly, "the way it shaped his~ beautiful face~."

Again, the others collectively agreed.

'Wait a sec, my beautiful face?' Jaune couldn't believe it, '. . . This woman is on drugs.'

"To summarize for those of you who are lost in my explanation, because I know that's possible now." Weiss paused impressively, "Jaune's beard was a hot, sexy thing, and it deserved its own article and three-page-spread in a Reader's Wives magazine."

"Why do you know what those are?" Ren was smirking.

"By the Gods . . ." But Weiss hadn't noticed, "Just looking at it had me weak in the knees and positively dripping~! I'm so sure that if I'd taken my panties off and gagged Yang with them, I could've shut her up for once."

"Ew." Ruby grimaced.

"PFFFFFT!" Blake palmed her face and tried not to laugh,

"Dude, I dare you to try that." Yang didn't think it was funny, "I dare ya, I just dare ya!"

Whitely had clamped his hands over his ears.

"I DON'T NEED TO HEAR MY SISTER TALKING LIKE THIS!" He nearly shouted.

Winter and Willow started weeping. Though for very different reasons.

"I can't believe my sister would speak in such a manner!" She gasped and hiccupped, "It's- it's . . . It's undignified! She used to be so precious!!"

"My darling girl is growing up!" Willow dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, "I'm so proud of you my dear!"

Klein just stared blankly and his eyes turned pink. He wasn't sure if he should laugh or cry. And when he decided to do anything, he promptly fainted.

Whitely caught him just in time, Ren and Oscar gave him a hand too, and they laid Klein down on a free bench.

"In closing," Weiss finished, putting the picture away, "I wish to say this. Fare thee well, oh glorious beard and tail! You shall be sorely missed-"

The spotlight went out, and darkness filled the room.

"Agh!" Shrieked Ruby, "I'm blind!"

Winter and Ren readied their weapons.

"Who's there?!" Demanded Weiss, "How dare you interrupt-"

"Okay, I've heard just about enough." Jaune's voice boomed from the back of the room.

The main lights turned back on.

Weiss saw Jaune and screamed for a second before calming down.

"Oh, hi Jaune!" She tried, desperate to save face, "I- um . . . How are you doing?"

"Well enough to know that I could have a three-page-spread in Dazzle." Jaune smirked.

The colour drained from Weiss's face, which Yang, Blake, and Ruby thought looked hilarious. They didn't think her skin could get any lighter.

Dazzle was a popular Health and fitness magazine, and it often showcased some of the best, most physically attractive people on Remnant.

Yang mentioned once that Weiss sometimes read them, but only when she needed . . . Inspiration.

"Oh." Weiss anxiously bit her lip, "Um, I see . . . Uhm . . . Wh- we- huhhh . . "

She took a deep breath and bit the bullet.

"How much of that . . ." She asked, "how much of that did you hear?"

Jaune was still smirking.

"I came in at around the 'Dearly beloved' bit." He answered.

Weiss's pupils dilated.

"Ah- . . . Ha . . ." Was all she could say.

Jaune's smirk became a smile.

"I'm not upset, just so you know." He told her.

"Ohhhh . . ." Weiss buried her face in her hands, "Gods, I've made such a fool of myself . . ."

"If nothing else, I just think it's funny." Jaune crossed his arms and cocked an eyebrow, "I didn't know I affected you like that."

"I thought you said you didn't think you had an affect at all!" Called Nora,

"I do now, apparently!" Jaune called back,

"Please stopppp." Weiss begged, raising her head, "Look, I'm sorry. I mean it, I am-!"

"Hey."

Jaune put his thumb on her chin, tilting her head up to look her in the eye. Weiss stopped at once.

"I forgive you." He said simply.

And for the third time since they'd met up again, Jaune have her a hug. Weiss's strength returned, and she threw her arms around him, squeezing tightly.

Everyone cooed as they watched.

"But you know," He reminded her, " I could always just grow my beard out again-"

Weiss jerked back in his arms.

"YES!" She didn't even hesitate and blushed when she realised what she'd done, "Uh- ahem! Please. Yes. Please. Please do."

Jaune wheezed and laughed.

“YOOOOOOOOOO-!!” Ruby, Yang, and Emerald laughed too, none of them could believe their ears.

"Okay, okay." Jaune recovered, silencing the crowd, "I'll grow my beard out again."

"EEEEEEEEEEE!" Weiss balled her hands into fists and jittered excitedly on the spot.

Blake was excited, too, and was bouncing in her seat with glee. Once again, Yang, surprisingly, didn't seem to mind. She just smiled.

"But if we want to do this right . . ." Now Jaune bit his lip, "I gotta ask you something."

He dropped down on one knee and took Weiss's hand in his.

Everyone gasped.

Was this happening?

"Weiss Seraphim Winona Schnee." Jaune proposed, "Will you do me the honor . . . of signing a prenup with me?"

The mood died at once. Strangely, Ren was the only one doing his very best not to laugh out loud.

"What?!" All the girls except for Weiss shouted,

"Wh-. Ah- eh- m, what." Weiss fumbled,

"There's always a catch." Winter sighed, shaking her head, "And Seraphim is my middle name!"

"Lousy blood-sucker." Muttered Willow,

"I'm surprised you know what that is." Realised Ruby.

For those who don't know, a prenup, or prenuptial is an agreement made between two people before marriage. It establishes either the husband's or wife's rights to property and support in the event of divorce or death.

Somehow, it rubbed the girls the wrong way, knowing Jaune would want one. Ruby, and Yang especially. They both knew there was no escaping death; they had lost their mother after all.

What they didn't like was the idea of planning for a separation.

Something about that felt . . . Underhanded.

"Listen, Momma raised a smart boy." Jaune liked to pretend he was, "If we really wanna do this, then I think we both deserve a little security. Don't you think?"

Now, Weiss was a practical woman, and she agreed that security was important. She pursed her lips together.

"Ahhhhugh fine," she sighed reluctantly, then thought carefully and clicked her tongue, "how about . . . Ten-thousand lien a month for you to stay by my side, that fair?"

"Well, I was thinking of- you whaaAATT??" Jaune stared at her in utter disbelief,

"What?" Weiss was surprised,

"You- you're kidding me, right?" Jaune recovered with a shake of his head, "ten-thousand?"

"What? What's wrong with that??" Weiss was very confused, "Is it not enough-"

"Weiss, are you trying to buy me or marry me?" He quickly stopped her,

"Ah-" Weiss paused,

"Ah-" Ren, Blake, and Yang paused,

"Ah-" Willow, Winter, and Whitley inhaled sharply through their teeth,

"Ooh . . ." Ruby winced, "Yeahhhh, you- you wouldn't have to pay him to do that . . ."

Weiss felt very ashamed of herself. She must have sounded a lot like her father just then. Throughout her entire speech, in fact.

Jaune's mouth morphed into a teasing smile and Weiss saw it.

"But-" She tried, "But you said-"

"I was joking," Jaune soothed her, "I don't really want a prenup. Are you THAT serious?"

By now, Weiss's face had turned incredibly pink. Any pinker, and she might pass out.

Yang leaned over to Blake.

"It's weird seeing him tease people like this." She whispered.

"Mm-hm." Blake agreed.

"Well . . ." Weiss tried again, "I . . . We've both done a lot of growing since we met at Beacon."

"Well, yeah . . ." Jaune nodded, sheepish.

"And . . . I can see now, with the benefit of foresight . . . And . . . hindsight, I suppose . . ." Weiss admitted, "that I'd be quite happy to share a future with you."

"Foresight and hindsight?" Jaune cocked an eyebrow again.

Weiss was about to speak again, but her thoughts were cut short, however, as a loud voice broke through the building tension.

"Oh, NOW you like him." Nora wasn't impressed.

Weiss jumped.

"Well?" Nora leaned in expectantly, pinching her fingers together and shaking her hand, "Speak-a da Basic! Do you like Jaune-Jaune for Jaune-Jaune, or because you know how sexy he's gonna be when he's your mom's age?"

"A-And- and what if I do?" She tried not to look embarrassed, "I'm grown up enough to admit when I'm wrong. Or- when I have been."

"Ah- excuse me," Willow raised her hand, "I'm not nearly that old."

No one argued that.

Nora put her hands on her hips and shook her head.

"Listen, Weissy, if you didn't like his goofball-hero era, then you don't deserve him as a full-blown DILF." She proclaimed, as if it were ancient wisdom, "I don't care if you don't think you're marrying him for the beard or not, ya gots ta earn the rights to it."

"Nora . . ." Jaune couldn't be angry,

"Look, I'mma be honest," Nora said, turning to him, "You know I've always thought you were hot, but if the chips were down and we didn't have Ren, I'd've totally gone out with you."

Everyone stared at Ren, who nodded.

"It was mutual." He said plainly,

". . . Seriously?" Jaune was touched,

"With or without the beard." Nora smiled, "You're still our Jaune."

Behind everyone, Oscar was just confused.

"Wait-wait-wait, I still don't get it." He scratched his head, "What does the beard have to do with it?"

He came from a certain part of Mistral where beards were considered hard on the eyes, especially if they weren't trimmed properly.

Emerald gave him a pitying look and patted his cheek like an over-concerned aunt.

"Eh, I'll tell you about it when you're older, sweetie." She promised.

Oscar blushed. He wasn't sure how to feel about being called 'sweetie' by Emerald of all people.

Jaune, meanwhile, was blushing too and had looked away.

"Daaaaammnn." He fidgeted, "You got me twirlin' my hair and-"

Jaune reached up, and remembered.

"Oh yeah . . ." He wrinkled his forehead, "The haircut."

Everyone laughed again, even Jaune. Looking out at the sea of smiling faces, from friends both old and new, he felt happy for the first time in years.

It was great to be back to his old self again.

[gatheringfiki]

AUpocalypse - Summary

Thank you so much for all your responses - I had a blast with this event and I hope you did too! Please don't forget to comment and reblog, if you've enjoyed the entries ;)

We've given it a few extra days just in case, but it's time to do the summary of all responses:

Week 1: Drama, Action or Adventure

Memoirs of Hadrian AU by @youuuuegg

The Mummy AU by @silvermoon-scrolls

The Bourne Identity AU by @i-am-still-bb

Brideshead Revisited AU by @i-am-still-bb

Three Musketeers AU by @linane-art

Dracula AU by @youuuuegg

The Mummy AU by @king-on-carven-throne

with bonus The Mummy AU ficlet by @linane-art

Civil War AU by @i-am-still-bb

Moodboard by @stelly38

Week 2: Historical, Fantasy or Sci-Fi

An AU by @stelly38

Memoirs of Hadrian by @youuuuegg

Hawkins AU by @king-on-carven-throne

Sherlock/Watson AU by @metztlilua

Star Trek AU by @silvermoon-scrolls

The Mummy AU by @lazysaturdayonthebeach

Week 3: Comedy, Romance or Fairytale

Guardians of the Galaxy AU by @silvermoon-scrolls

Little Mermaid AU by @youuuuegg

Everafter AU by @king-on-carven-throne

Cinderella AU by @linane-art

Sense and Sensibility AU by @king-on-carven-throne

Please let us know ASAP if we’ve missed anything!

Coming up next: FiKi Week 2024! Stay tuned ~

~gatheringfiki

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Oscar Pine Herbalist Trip

What If Oscar fell in the Everafter and was confronted by a past version of himself when meeting Herb?

What are you? Are you sure you know? You have to be sure of what you are, and of what you’re going to be. 

These were the words Oscar heard as he suddenly found himself in a seemingly endless dark void that was filled with nothing but the very same billowing smoke that the Herbalist had created. His eyes desperately darted around the surroundings as he tried to find his friends.

“Ruby!” Oscar yelled as he continued to scan the void. “Yang? Hello? Ugh, where the heck are we Oz?”  

I don’t know, but the important thing is to stay calm. We need to-

Whatever Oz was about to say ended up getting interrupted as Oscar found himself coughing as the smoke that he inhaled exited out of him. Though things became even stranger as that very said smoke began to take shape until said shape ended up taking the form of himself. Or at least, a past version of himself that still wore his former farmwear attire with a clone now smiling at him. 

“Wh…what?” Oscar stuttered. “Ho…how is this even possible?” 

“You don’t have to save the world you know,” Past Oscar. “You can go back to being just a simple farmhand.” 

Oscar took a step back in shock. He was already confused over being in yet another strange world, but now he was talking to a past version of himself. This didn’t make any sense. 

“What are you talking about?” Oscar asked. 

“Oh come now,” Past Oscar said as he waved a hand dismissively. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. Going back to your old life. A simpler life. A life where all you had to worry about was tending to the farm.” 

“Why would I want that?” Oscar asked. Though even as the words left his mouth, he knew the actual reason why such a question would be asked. 

“Because you don’t want to lose who you are,” Past Oscar explained. “You don’t have to be yet another person forced into fighting in a never-ending war against an immortal monster. You can just go back to being you. Regular old Oscar Pine. No identity crisis, no torture, just you. Isn’t that what you want? To be just you again?” 

Oscar soaked in the words that he had just heard. It was as if this past version of himself had uttered all the doubts and desires that have weighed on his mind ever since his journey first began all those months ago. Even though he’s been inspired to help protect remnant and to step up as a hero despite the threat of no longer being himself, a part of him still yearned for that simpler time in his life. Back when he was living blissfully ignorant about the greater danger that threatened Remnant. Back when his life wasn’t constantly being threatened and worried about no longer being himself. He was being offered a chance to fulfill a desire that he had still yearned for deep down but accepted that it wasn’t possible. But now it seemingly was possible. And with Ozpin remaining silent, it seemed like this was a choice Ozpin would allow himself to choose with no intervention. 

He wanted nothing more than to accept this offer…but then he thought about everything that has occurred to him since the day Oz entered his life. For all the physical and emotional pain, he’s gone through on this journey, there were a lot of pleasant memories as well. He had grown to become the very hero he had dreamt of being with him making a difference in the world. Gotten a big sister in the form of Nora whose bear crushing hugs always made his days brighter. Formed a brotherly bond with Jaune who had taken him under his wing with the two training together and simply hanging out. And most importantly, gotten to meet Ruby Rose, the most amazing person he’d ever met in his life. She was like the very hero of the very stories he grew up reading and aspired to be with her always lifting him up during all those times he found himself consumed by worry and fear. And he now wanted to desperately do the same for her since he’s been noticing how withdrawn she has been while in the Everafter. Accepting this offer would result in not only losing the chance to help Remnant but also helping the people he’s grown to care about. 

With his fists now clenched, he stared back at his duplicate in defiance. “No. Maybe that life was easier, but it was also a life of complacency where I was neither making a difference in the world nor growing as a person. I am scared about no longer being the same person I once was, but I’m not going to let that fear prevent me from doing what’s right. I’m going to help save both the world and the people that I care about, but not because I’m Ozma or Ozpin, or anyone else. I’m doing it because of who I am, and who I am is Oscar Pine!”  

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

I really don't want jaune to ascend if it means he loses his memories.

I'd rather have Jaune be Jaune, old and tired, and jaded, and not the teenager that fell into the everafter, so long as he spend the rest of his life LIVING it!

He deserves to be himself, because Ascension strips people of their memories, but keeps the soul, but a person isn't a soul, it's a soul with all the mud and the scars and the Memories that come with the ordeal of being alive.

TIdea of ascension for the one meant for ascension, The Afterans those whose lives are here, where people understand and believe in it, that seems fine. It's a part of life. A part of their lives.

But for those who aren't home? The ones who fell into the Ever After? They die. Whoever comes back isn't who left. Maybe it's the same soul, but they don't know the songs, the stories, the people in Remmnant. It isn't rebirth. It's Replacement.

Jaune ascending is him accepting death. It's him giving up, saying he won't fight anymore. Whether it be sacrifice so RWBY can get home, or staying behind to stop someone, It's just Jaune dying. To his friends. Family. He doesn't deserve it. Ren, Nora, Saphron, so on and so forth. They shouldn't have that happen to them.

Jaune has grown up, but he hasn't Grown. He's been stuck in a loop with the Paper Pleasers for a long, LONG time in order to be able to remember the schedule that well.

Maybe there's an argument to be made about this is what war does. It takes people from us.

But Pyrrha showed us that. Penny Showed us that.

Jaune should show us how war AGES people. Makes them jaded. Makes them tired. Recognizable, familiar, but so SO painfully different to the people that first joined.

[ashyybees-art]

Heh, scenario time. Let's say Jaune reverts back to his original age once he leaves the Everafter but somewhere down the line he and Weiss still end up together. When Jaune starts growing a bit of a beard again, he's considering the idea of shaving it but Weiss begs him to keep it 😂.

Ooohhhh it'd be so cute and funny!

I imagine Weiss would be a little shy about it at first, admitting that she really liked how he looks with long hair and a beard.

But foremost though I've thought about a moment like this from Clone Wars between them lmao

[karmaspidr]

What if certain Avengers fell into the Everafter, went back in time with Jaune and became part of the fairy tale?

Tony Stark/Rhodey/The Broken Cyborg - Body or Armour. It was impossible to tell when the broken machines started and where the broken man lay. It didn't take a genius to realize that the Everafter didn't have the technology to fix him, but he clearly tried. Wax, Rope, and scraps of metal held him together. Or did they hold the machine together? You would never know.

Steve Rogers/The Forgotten Soldier - He looks like a fighter but acts nothing like one. He is kind but has nothing to give. He carries a weapon, but he can only defend with it. He says he was once the symbol of a whole nation, but his colors have long faded. He says he fought countless wars but no one has seen his battles. He is the Soldier that everyone forgot.

Kamala Khan/The Magenta Mage - Her robes were too large and poorly stitched. The colors of the night sky clashed with the red sun in the center. A sad smile was eternally etched on her face as she made the stars dance between her fingers. Like an eclipse that never leaves.

Thor/ The Destructive Weatherman - Noone climbed the hill where it always rained. Those who did often ran in fear. This who didn't run asked that no one else climbed it. Stay away from the Weatherman who is never wrong.

Peter Parker/The Silent Spider - He says nothing. His steps leave no prints. While most creatures in the Everafter sing and dance and laugh, even the mice can speak, this black spider mimicking a human simply wanders and does things with no explanation. He helps, he hunts, he builds, and destroys. But he never speaks.

Vision/The Unkown - What do you call a man who knows everything but nothing? A philosopher. That is the only word that can describe The Unknown. He is different. Different even by the standards of the Everafter. He never eats, never sleeps, and refuses to use a door. He claims to be alive yet he seems to also doubt this claim.

Bruce Banner/Hulk/The Immortal Rage - The green ogre's existence is defined by strength. It's tougher than the toughest Grimm and can flatten mountains with its hands. Despite its strength, despite the anger that never quells, it never aims it at the people of the Everafter unless provoked. The only thing it seems to want to destroy is itself. An impossible task that fuels its rage.

Wanda/ The Red Terror + Pietro/The Blue Runner: The Red Wastes don't belong where they do. They are like a splotch of paint on the Map of the Everafter. Burnt trees and black sand cover the small land. The people of the Everafter say to never go there, for the Terror killed many and never ascended. A streak of lye sometimes runs from the Wastes, takes what it wants, and fixes something as payment before you can blink.

[lapluieellepleut]

[mybrainisalibrary]

Everyone knows 🥰

[garbagecrow12]

I’m going to be annoying and point out two plot holes I noticed now that I’ve finished my reread of the children’s book series, Sisters Grimm. Book 7, The Everafter War, states that Beauty is in Charming’s army camp alongside her daughter, Natalie, however the last book, Council of Mirrors, then goes on to say that Natalie is actually with the Beast in the Scarlet Hand. Book 8, Inside Story, says that the characters inside the book can’t open doors on their own, yet later White Rabbit is able to do just that because of having the magic ball of yarn with him, which is never really stated as being something it can do as it’s primarily just used to navigate doors.

[gwaeddblaidd]

“Do you remember the promise I made to you?” Ellarys asks, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I certainly do. I mean, how couldn’t I? It’s the only promise that has any meaning to an elf… You humans, you burn so bright and so beautiful, but your lives are little more than a flicker to us; blink, and you miss it.”

Ellarys looks around the clearing, forcing his gaze away from the thing before him. Looking at it makes him feel sick in a way he’s never felt before, a deep unease that grips his heart and threatens to cease its double-time rhythm. The clearing is much the same as it always has been; plants have grown, died and grown once again, the ravaging of time holding little power over mother nature’s grand schemes. A field of ghostly white flowers litter the forest floor, beautiful to the untrained eye but a sign of terrible danger to those more knowledgeable in the matter of undeath. Commonfolk believe these flowers to grow on the graves of the fallen in springtime, as a sign that their spirits live on in a new form. Any fledgeling phytomancer will tell you, however, that these are in fact grave lilies – flowers grown from the accursed corpses of victims of wraiths, spectres… and liches.

Forcing himself to look at it, Ellarys addresses the lich once again. “I’ve known about you for a long, long time, now. A lich, in these very woods? It doesn’t take an archmage to figure out what’s going on.” He searches the flesh-bare face of the creature before him for a sign of recognition, of emotion, of anything that even suggests his dear friend is still in there somewhere. “Was your death not good enough for you? I tried. I tried so hard to make sure everything was perfect. I held you as you passed into the everafter. Not your wife, not your children – me.”

Ellarys spits the last word out with so much fervour, such passion, that he surprises even himself. He takes a deep, steadying breath that is far shakier than he ever thought possible for an elf. “I offered you the greatest honour I could possibly bestow upon you. Not everyone gets to be buried here, you know? Royals, war heroes, friends of the rich and powerful… but not some sheep herder from the middle of nowhere. Do you know how much ridicule I endured for laying you to rest on these hallowed grounds?

“But it was worth it. Nothing anyone could say could threaten our bond. None of it mattered in the way that you did.” He falls silent for a moment, eyes downcast as he considers his words. “And I kept my word. For a thousand years, I’ve dedicated my life to that promise. Over thirty-five generations of your descendants… I protected them all; offered myself in service to them. Some were wonderful; reflections of yourself so close to the you in my memories that I could’ve sworn you’d been reborn. Others were terrible people; warmongers and murderers and all sorts… but still, I gave myself to them. Because your legacy deserved to endure.”

Ellarys closes his eyes and shakes his head slowly, fighting back a surge of memories demanding to be re-lived. When his eyes open there’s a newfound determination in them, a coldness that would shake the confidence of any living being planning to face him. “But now they’re gone. All of them. Every last branch of your family tree has reached its end, and my promise is complete. Now…” Ellarys draws his blade from his side and points it towards the creature. “...I must uphold another vow. I will do what I must.”

Moonlight glints from the curved, silver blade, highlighting the runes etched along its length. Few speak the ancient language of the dwarves, and fewer still can read their writing. Those that can, know of its power; of its command over the magics of the world. Where elves and humans call upon the power of mancy, the dwarves instead conquered nature with science, eternalising their learnings in the form of imbued runes. This blade in particular was crafted by an incredible human using the finest elven materials, then fortified with the unmatched knowledge of the dwarves. By no right should it belong to Ellarys, but the punishment for larceny matters little to an elf of his age.

“I brought you to this place, this sacred place, and you polluted it with dark magic and the filth of undeath. Tell me, how long before your death were you planning this? How many meals did we share, how many hunting trips? How long did you hide your true self from me?”

No answer comes from the creature. It remains sat against a great stone obelisk, the bones of animals and humanoids both formed into a rough throne beneath it. Dark, barbed vines bind the grim collection together, weaving through rib cages and skulls and wrapping around the base of the monument. The lich itself is little more than a skeleton, with threads of fabric hanging from its limbs and a thick miasma encompassing its lower half. Fumes rise from the smoke and wisp away, becoming one with the night sky.

“Why did you do it?” Ellarys asks, taking a step forward, before repeating: “Why did you do it!? Answer me!” But no answer comes. “Was it just human arrogance? Refusing to die when the appointed time comes? You wouldn’t be the first, and you probably won’t be the last. You’re not special; just another stupid, greedy human…”

Tears prick at Ellarys’ eyes, but he makes no move to wipe them away. No, this has been a long time coming and he’d regret not speaking his mind before the chance is lost. “The Watcher, the Hunter, the Eraser and the Fool… The Architect, the Wanderer, the Pathmaker and the Teacher… They will all bear witness, and the rest too! You have no place in their designs, and they will guide my hand to strike you down. So, tell me…”

One last try; a final plea for some sort of closure before the end.

“Why?”

A stirring from the creature takes Ellarys aback. He takes a step back and falls into a combat-ready stance, his sword held in both hands at head height, pointed forward and ready to strike. Bone fingers flex and the miasma spreads outwards as the creature rises from its throne of thorns. The lich is taller than its human counterpart, standing at nearly twice Ellarys’ height as it takes a shambling step towards him. Bright eyes the colour of sapphires shine from the sockets of its skull, but they lack life. They remind Ellarys of the eyes found on a hunting trophy.

“You’d be lonely without me.” The voice is hoarse and gravelly, reverberating throughout the clearing unnaturally.

“I… What?” is all Ellarys can bring himself to say.

“You looked… so very sad,” the creature says, its mouth unmoving but its eyes flashing with each word. “Whenever we talked about what would come after my death… It’s like you couldn’t imagine your future without me. You weren’t ready to say goodbye… Are you ready now?”

Ellarys finds himself dumbstruck. He expected a monster; he was prepared to face what his friend had become. But this? Hearing his voice, his words… It’s all just too much. After much deliberation, he finally answers. “I accepted your death a long time ago.”

“Then kill me. I deserve it. I’ve killed… so many in the protection of this place.” Its voice seems to break in a way that one wouldn’t expect a being without a throat to be able to.

Ellarys scoffs. “Protection? This wasn’t your place to protect! Do you have any idea how many graves you’ve desecrated with your filth?”

“I’m sorry… El, I’m sorry. I was waiting for your return. I wanted everything to be perfect…” It shouldn’t be possible for a lich to shed tears, but upon its face is the undeniable streak of a liquid stemming from its eye. It’s black, though, a painful reminder to Ellarys that much as he might wish for it not to be the case, his friend is undead. There’s no getting around that.

Ellarys sighs deeply before readying his weapon once again. “May you find peace in the everafter, with your family.”

“Oh El, we both know my soul belongs to the void, now. The great dark awaits me.”

“Then may you find peace in its silent embrace, until we meet again at the crossroads of oblivion.”

The creature nods its head, before kneeling down before Ellarys. “I’m sorry, El.”

“As am I.”

Two tears fall in tandem as a flash of silver pierces the night. Two souls reunite before parting, a final understanding between them achieved. Two birds call out and fly away, before silence falls upon the forest forever more.

Long ago, a young elf met a young human in the forest of Eternia and they became best friends. Now, a millennium later, that same elf faces his old friend, the now terrible lich lord, in the same forest.

[superbcandyangel]

#'s 2 & 17?

2. top five books of all time?

oooo that's difficult but I'll list a couple I really love

• We Were Eight Years in Power: An American Tragedy by Ta-Nehisi Coates

• The Weight by Jeff Boyd

• How to Read Literature Like a Professor by Thomas C. Foster

• The Setting Sun by Osamu Dazai

• How Long 'til Black Future Month? by N. K. Jemisin

17. top five children's books?

as tempting as it is to just list sisters grimm books I'll try to limit myself to one per series

• The Everafter War from the Sisters Grimm series by Michael Buckley

• Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle's Farm from the Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle series by Betty MacDonald

• The Complete Tales and Poems of Winnie-the-Pooh by A. A. Milne

• The Wonderful Wizard of Oz from the Oz series by L. Frank Baum

• Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein