#tldr; if you think about it too hard you realize that SILVER is actually the person responsible for the deaths of Flint’s partners that he

[starbuck]

I’m certain this point has been made before but it’s truly WILD to think about how different the entire plot of Black Sails would be if Silver didn’t exist.

Like. Say the original cook had been the one to present himself to Gates. 1) there’s a high probability that, by stealing the schedule, he intended to bargain for his life and a share of the profits and, in that case Flint and co. would have gotten it immediately or, alternatively 2) if he did try to lie, we saw from his interactions with Silver that he’s a terrible liar so, in that case, it’s likely that Gates would have smelled something fishy and remembered to search him, finding the schedule regardless.

And, if the Walrus crew already had the schedule in the beginning of 1x01, there would have been no need for Flint to go see Richard Guthrie, meaning that he likely would have been arrested by Hume without incident. Following this, Richard wouldn’t have been there to interfere with Eleanor’s negotiations with Bryson, who would have said no and then been detained by Eleanor’s men, forcing him to give over his guns immediately - meaning no battle with the Andromache, no letter from Miranda, no Billy falling over the side, no rift between Flint and Gates. After that, they could have sailed for the Urca gold without incident.

It’s likely that Vane and the Ranger would have acted as consort bc obviously Jack would’ve still tried to broker that deal if he got wind of what Flint was sailing for and, with no Silver or missing schedule to get Max involved, the whole Max-Eleanor fallout and subsequent Eleanor-Vane fallout would never have happened, Vane’s crew would never have been banned, Jack and Anne would never have come into ownership of the brothel or gotten close to Max, who also likely would not have risen to power as quickly as she did.

This all being the case, Max either would not have been in a position to or would have had no motive to sell Eleanor’s lead about the Good Fortune to Ned Low which means it’s likely that Abigail would never have been kidnapped and ransomed and, even if she were to be, it would have been a moot point because Flint and Vane would have already captured the Urca gold by that point. So no drama over the fort, no Vane-Eleanor breakup, no Eleanor getting arrested, and no Charles Town plot which, of course, means that Miranda, like Gates in s1, would have survived.

From there, you can imagine all sorts of potential ways the plot could have moved forward… It’s likely that an arrested and condemned Richard Guthrie would have taken the same deal Eleanor did in assisting Rogers in exchange for his life, which then would have put him in direct conflict with Eleanor herself, so how would that have played out? Would Jack still have become a captain (either by usurping Vane or by striking out on his own under different circumstances)? How would Flint and Miranda’s relationship have progressed if he actually got his “war” for Nassau’s independence in precisely the way he’d always hoped and she feared? How would the Maroons have ultimately factored into all of this?

I don’t know the answer to any of these questions, but the more I think about it the more awestruck I am by the degree of impact that John “Just Some Guy” Silver has on the show that removing him affects the plot This drastically.

[decembermoonskz]

{rest.} ✉️

hey guys update time. this was honestly coming pretty soon, but not being on tumblr the past couple of days made me realize that i need another break. this was actually probably going to happen some time this month anyway due to this week being hella busy and also bc i’ll be starting school again. 

i also really just want to write without much distraction and tumblr has become just that without it meaning to. so i’ll probably be less active for a while and post infrequently. edit: it’s the 22nd now so I’ll be able to post a bit but still like it says before this, just infrequently.

i’ll go on with some more explanation under the cut as i have a couple others things to say but it’ll get pretty long, so this is the tldr! :D i hope you guys all stay well and i’ll miss you guys and checking in regularly, but know that my inbox is still open even if i’m less active although i don’t think it’ll have a ton of messages or anything haha alright take care for now!! <33 i will be back keep that in mind !!

navi

so one of the other main reasons that i’m taking time off from tumblr is that it really overwhelmed as i mentioned in a prev vent post. if you didn’t read it i basically said that seeing the (for me) overwhelming amount of support and understanding of the struggle for interacting with ccs actually did the opposite for me and overwhelmed me along with making me feel supported. it began to be too much as it was the ONLY THING BEING REBLOGGED ON MY BLOG. none of my fics were even noticed anymore and recently they’ve only gotten likes anyway, since deleting that post to ease my anxiety, none of my fics have been reblogged (literally, there has been zero reblogs in my notifs). it all became too much to the point i deleted tumblr off my phone. i know to some of you this may be a silly reason to be overwhelmed but for me it caused me a lot of stress and anxiety and made me overall feel really weird about my whole blog for a moment. like “should i keep writing these fics?” or “why am i posting at all?” and i hated feeling like that. so i had to put a hard stop on everything.

in the end it was the best thing for me and so i know that taking a break from here is also a much needed thing in my life right now. i just want to write my stories in peace and just enjoy them without the worry of the effects of social media and so on and so forth. 

as for any fic updates. i will still occasionally come on here to update my wip trackers as that is a personal thing i’m doing for myself. you can check my wip trackers in my navi if you’re curious about them. my main focus is to write my remaining collabs that you should expect to see posted in october for halloween, and the next part of gold and silver is also a priority of mine. as for tenth feather and dragon dahlia (my other two wip trackers) those will be done in time as well as they are not my focus tho you may not see them till the end of the year or so. my updates with fics will be slower right now so please do not expect anything. i am considering opening requests as a way to celebrate the blogs 2 year anniversary but that is not guaranteed, it’ll all depend on how i gauge my business for this semester. 

i think that’s really everything this time haha so if you’ve made it all the way down here congrats thank you for reading. for mutuals, you know where to find me if you wanna talk, and i’ll see you all when i’m back. i’ll make another post at some point to let people know i’ll be active again, but for now this is a hiatus i’m going 

[ettadunham]

I think with some distance, I'm able to think about the fanfic I have in my head. Now that we're more or less closed canon with Legacies...

I forget if I told you the fic idea already but this is basically my idea:

Timey Wimey style:

An assassin is out to kill Hope Mikaelson but ends up in the "present" time during the time when Cleo arrived and Golem!Landon is present.

The assassin tries to kill Hope but is thwarted, and attempts to do so again, as the assassin jumps back in time when Hope was still a baby. New Orleans.

Except the spell was botched, probably because Hope was there-- and they get dropped between the events of 2x01-2x02 at the height of the war against the Guerreros and Esther manipulating the werewolves.

This is where the Super Squad finds themselves. Dropped in the middle of a war. A real guerrilla war.

Hayley gets to talk to Hope, giving her a silver lining to the future. Meanwhile, Hope is having a hard time not revealing the future so she can save the life of her parents. (And uncle Elijah, she guesses).

The Squad manages to subdue the assassin but not before the assassin botches the return time spell for one last time... into the future.

100 years into the future.

They come upon an older!Hope is on her way to rescue someone. Lizzie guesses its Landon, because who else would Hope go all out to save?

older!Hope only looks at Lizzie weirdly and doesn't comment.

tldr: Hope and Lizzie are together in the future. Hope rescues Lizzie from another group of supernatural hellbent on destroying "the godslayers".

I haven't actually thought of anything beyond this point! The point is present!Hope and Lizzie find out about their future selves being together. Shenanigans and fights ensue, and Hope, Lizzie, and Cleo send the Super Squad back to the past.

The Golden Trio of the Future also ensure that they forget the future. The end of the story, ends almost the same as how the series ended (my series ending LOL). Hope and Lizzie standing on the docks together, more hopeful, about whatever will come for them.

Oh I absolutely love this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m always a sucker for a good time-travel story, but I also just tend to imagine these very types of specific scenarios a lot in my head, lmao. I just think that it’s an inherently fun idea to have characters interact with different stages of their lives! (I especially have a soft spot for the characters meeting their future adult child trope, hence why I'm never ever gonna change my url ✌👱‍♀️)

I love using early s2 of The Originals for this too, because that was definitely a moment where Hayley needed the reassurance that her daughter would be fine, and mixing that up with the inherent angst of Hope interacting with her mom, knowing all that was to ocome... *chef's kiss* This could also be a great opportunity for Hope to see that her mom was just as capable of being messy and violent, and that's something that she doesn't only share with her dad.

"Meanwhile, Hope is having a hard time not revealing the future so she can save the life of her parents. (And uncle Elijah, she guesses)."

😂😂😂 I cackled, I'm always here for the Uncle Elijah shade.

I love the 100-year timejump as well, because, yes! Hope and Lizzie are immortals!! They have all the time in the world to mature and figure their shit out. I'm even on the record as well predicting that this would happen in a century or two, so we're definitely on the same wavelength here!!

(I just realized that this exact scene happens during the Golem!Landon era, once again demonstrating that you have a perfect understanding and grasp of the timeline and when these events would make sense in them 🤗)

[marvelousmaize]

4 (in this life), 15, 21 :D

Hi ilu!! <3

4. Did you have any ideas that didn’t make the final cut of [in this life]?

Oh boy. I had to actually go back and consult my outline to answer this. In this life is weird because it’s the first fic that I tried to properly outline because I knew it was going to be Long and I needed it all to Make Sense, and usually my writing process is writing a whole bunch of little scenes that come to me in frantic spurts and then trying my damndest to tie them all together with prose. 

Anyway, I initially planned on having Jaskier meet Ciri in modern verse and having him invite her and Geralt to his show where Geralt finally Remembers all their lives together. The crux of the scene stayed, but I swapped out Ciri for Renfri, Yennefer, Lambert, and Eskel instead. We don’t meet Ciri in modern verse, and I decided that would work better for my eventual Ciri and Yennefer, mother-daughter sequel whenever that happens. 

There was a scene where Jaskier says what his favorite thing about Geralt is and Geralt is surprised that anyone would see him that way. I cut that because I for the life of me could not come up with what that favorite could be ;__;

And this snippet that I thing was one of the scenes I wrote in a frantic burst and then I realized after outlining that it didn’t make sense because I wanted Geralt not to remember the past lives:

“Will you love me in the next one too?” Jaskier murmurs. His fingers curl in the damp blades of grass. In the moonlight, his eyes look almost silver.

“I’ll always love you,” says Geralt with conviction. He turns on his side. Like this, they’re pressed up against each other from chest to ankle. He feels Jaskier’s heart thrumming deep and steady and just a tad too quickly.

Jaskier hums, “Always is a long time.”

15. What is the fanfic you’ve written that you’re most proud of? 

It’s gotta be in this life hands down because it took legitimately months to plan and write, and it was hard and awful and painful and wonderful all at once. I’d never really written anything like that before, where I could clearly trace a character arc, and track growth, and do a sort of character study all at the same time. I poured more love into that fic than I thought I could possibly have for fic writing, and I’m so proud of it. 

21. Is there an idea you’ve always wanted to write, but haven’t yet?

Aaaah so many! If only ideas could spring from the brain and onto the page into neat and tidy and perfectly done stories amirite?

There are tons of things I want to do, particularly within the Witcher because there’s such a wealth of potential and wonderful characters, and also because there’s a ridiculously long time before we get to see any sort of second season, and that just means endless opportunity to play out all sorts of different scenarios. 

I really want to focus more on Yennefer, because I love her truly, and although all my stories have predominantly focused on Jaskier (i love that ridiculous disaster with my whole heart) I want to write some Yen-centric fics really badly. I’d love to write something exploring Yen and Tissaia’s sort of mother-daughter relationship, because their dynamic is endlessly fascinating to me. 

I’ve been playing with the idea of a Modern College AU where Jaskier and Yennefer are friends first and the only rule they’ve ever had between them is they go after the same person. And then they separately meet Geralt and like some fun shenanigans ensue. 

I would love to write a Fake Dating fic because it’s one of my favorite tropes of all time and I’ve never written it. I want to set it in the Witcher era, and it would probably either be Yennskier or Geraskier or Yennskier leading up to Geraskefer, if I wrap it into a post-ep 6 fix-it. 

Wow, well to make a long answer short, I think the tldr is: Yennefer, Yennefer, Yennefer haha. 

Ask me questions about my fics!

[fortune-failing]

Faelian literally can’t live without his clothes

(Night after session 41.2)

[TLDR: A gay skit. I don’t think it accomplished anything.]

((ECCHI WARNING))

Faelian

At the inn in mysterytown? Faelian whines and lays down on the bed. "My outfit got totally ruined by that guy."

London

London pats his back. "Maybe it won't be much to get a new one? Your green one looks okay."

Faelian

"Hm.. well... the blue and silver one was my favorite... I do still have that guys outfit though. Maybe I can sell it and get a look alike of the other one?"

London

"The one time you have an excuse to get something new, you decide to get a replica? Doesn't that sound kind of silly?" It was a nice outfit, though. He admits to himself. But he thinks Faelian looks good in anything.

Faelian

He laughs a little. "That probably does seem kind of silly, huh? It really is my favorite though. It really was my favorite though.. I'll feel weird if I don't get it back. I should have let that guy use the green one to start with but I didn't expect him to get blown away."

London

"I mean, I can't really blame you. I've been wearing the same clothes for..." He's counting on his fingers... "About 7 years? Wow..."

Faelian

Faelian's eyes widen at hearing that. "No wonder you're attached to them so much. I guess I kind of know how you feel now. I'm not sure how long I've had mine for... but I did grow really attached to them as well."

London

"Yeah, but that's my character trait. It's weird hearing it from you..." He teases. "Are you sure you don't want to at least try looking for something new? I'm just so used to you always wanting to shop."

Faelian

He can't help but laugh at hearing that. "Is it really that weird?" He thinks about it for a second. "No... I'm sure I want the same outfit again.. Heh... don't worry. Just because I buy the same thing doesn't mean I won't buy different things in the future too."

London

"Hmm..." London tries to make a duplicate but fails. "I don't think anyone has the skill to make an exact duplicate" He huffs. "It's too detailed to describe."

Faelian

Faelian watches London curiously but then frowns when he says it won't be easy to make the same outfit again. "Is that what you just tried to do? Hmm... I can probably draw it well enough that someone could make it for me. It won't be cheap but I have that guys outfit to sell and it looked like it was worth something decent too."

London

"Hey... what do you think his clothes would look like on you?" London tilts his head.

Faelian

"Hmm.. they were pretty nice. I'm not sure how they'd look on me though." He rubs at the back of his head.

London

"It's not too late to find out...." He smiles innocently. That guy was trash, but he was still curious.

Faelian

Faelian gets the hint. London wanted him to try it on. He was curious too now so he didn't mind. "You don't think it would be weird of me to try them on?"

London

"Won't know till you try it." That was a lie. He thinks anything could look good on Faelian.

Faelian

"Hmm.... alright then.." Faelian gets up and digs through his stuff. He pulls the outfit out and inspects it for a few moments. "I'll be right back." He starts to head into the nearby bathroom with it.

London

"Wait." London interrupted him mid-travel and waved a hand. "What if you got dressed in here? I wouldn't mind. We're both guys anyway. Nothing we haven't seen before, hehe." An innocent smile..

Faelian

Faelian paused when London called out to him and looked back curiously. His eyes soon widened though and he found himself flushing once again. London was right so why was he getting so worked up over that suggestion? They had changed and even bathed together before after all. Maybe he only felt like it was different now because he had confessed. "Alright." He had no reason not to after all.

Faelian put Daora's outfit on the nearby table and started to change. All the while he felt much more aware of himself and his actions than he usually did.

London

London is sitting on the bed with his legs crossed like a kid. He has a dumb smile on his face, as he watches Faelian undress at a pace far more slow than usual.

Faelian

Faelian notices that he's being a little slower than usual. Half of it was on purpose and half was due to him feeling a little self conscious. He takes a peek or two at the other as he changes. Eventually he's down to the bare minimum and he starts to put Daora's clothes on.

London

When Faelian looks, London does the hand motion of 'keep going.' He is not even trying to hide the fact he is staring at him. If anything, he is a little surprised Faelian isn't commenting on the fact or getting really flustered. Maybe he should make it more embarrassing somehow? "Hold on, Faelian." The iconic 'stop' symbol is shown. :raised_hand:

Faelian

When Faelian got that motion that told him to keep going and saw that the other wasn't even trying to pretend he wasn't watching his cheeks grew a little more red. He paused when asked to wait yet again and looked over at the other. "Yeah?"

London

London stood up and walked closer, eyeing the man from head to toe, as he made a circle around him. Then he tapped his chin, and finally dropped a fist on his other hand to show he had an idea. "I know, Faelian! Why don't you just go out in public like this?!"

Faelian

Faelian's cheeks warmed up even more now that London was even closer and looking his body up and down so obviously. His own eyes watched London intensely as he walked around him. Just as London wanted Faelian grew even more flustered by his suggestion, his ears even grew a bit red. London better not have any ideas like that on his birthday... "There's no way I’ll do that and you know it!"

London

"Why not? As long as you pick the right fabric, it's not against the law, is it?"

Faelian

Faelian looks unimpressed by the idea. "It's not decent to walk around almost naked unless you're at a beach or something, that's why. I'd feel self conscious."

London

"It's okay. I won't make you. Just an idea. You're cute enough to make it work, you know?" He nods to agree with himself.

Faelian

Faelian's cheeks and ears were still red. Hearing London call him cute wasn't helping them cool down anytime soon either. "Well.. as flattering as that is it would be way too embarrassing." He grins. "I won't mind at a beach or something though."

London

"Hmm.. We'll see." He plops back down on the bed. "Are you still insisting on wearing your usual clothes, though? This is the first time I'm offering to go clothes shopping with you without complaining." He thought it sounded like a good idea earlier, but that was before he realized Faelian was obsessed with blue.

Faelian

That grin tugs at the corner of his mouth even more. "I'm sure. I really want the same one again. Once all this is over and I have somewhere to actually keep more clothes at I’ll buy even more, whether you complain or not."

London

London pouts and lies back, so he doesn't have to face him anymore. "Idiot elf."

Faelian

Faelian puts his hand on his hip and stands there for a moment. He moves closer to the other bard soon after though. Leaning over him a bit so that he can see his face. "Hm? What was that? Did you want to buy me something special?" He smiles. "Actually I do need an extra set of clothes to sleep in now that I think of it."

London

“Tch.” He pouts his lips more to repeat the phrase even louder. " Idiot elf. "

"It's not the same, forget about it." This will save him money anyway.

Faelian

Faelian sighs softly. "What is it then? I really like that outfit.. did you have something in mind instead?"

London

"No. My sense of fashion sucks. You are making a really wise decision, so I can't judge you too hard over it." He grumbled.

Faelian

"Heh... it's not that bad. I'd actually really like to wear something you'd pick out for me. I could trade in this flashy green one for something you picked out." He didn't want to carry too many things at a time so he was limiting himself to two outfits.

London

"Nah, don't worry about it." He was embarrassed and covered his face with a pillow. The only reason he was upset was because he got one-upped by a flashy costume. London now realized nothing could come between Faelian and his threads.

Faelian

Faelian pouts a little now too before nudging London in the side playfully. "Aww... come on. I'm really interested to see what you'd pick out. Let's go do it."

London

He rolls over (half due to the action slightly tickling him). "Nooo. I've lost motivation. Now I'm just lazy."

Faelian

Faelian pouts again. "Aw.. please?" He pokes his fingers on London's side a bit and grins.

London

There is a suppressed noise of laughter as he rolls farther across the bed. Faelian can now see his grumpy face staring at him. He knows what Faelian was trying to do.

Faelian

Faelian grins more. "Come on... we can go now. I don't want to go alone. I can draw my outfit up real quick and maybe if I pay extra they'll get it done by tomorrow."

London

London rolls back far enough so he can be face down again. "Hearing that is less motivation to go." Faelian could hear his muffled voice say. Then London turned his head up enough to speak more clearly, "But nothing's stopping you from going if you really want to.."

Faelian

Faelian moves closer now. He planned on touching London's side again but the other looked up before he could. He smiled nervously with his hand frozen near the other's side. "Hmm.. yeah. I really do. I really want you to help me pick another one out too though. Wouldn't you want a scarf that looked like your old one if it got all burned up?"

London

"I'm not sure..." Faelian was kind of close. He was asking to get memed. London gently put a hand on the arm that was set near him and quickly tugged it to pull him down closer to him. "I think if I lost my scarf, I would accept the fact, actually." He continues the conversation as if nothing had happened.

Faelian

He was surprised when London tugged him down near him like that and quickly grew a little flustered. Did London not care that he was still half naked or had he forgot? Faelian didn't really mind either way and instead snuggled up against the other bard. "Hm.. really?"

London

"Yeah..." After this, he delicately touched Faelian's shoulder with his fingertips and took the chance to stroke his arm. His skin was so soft. London moved the hand back up, not wanting to lose this chance he has been given. Faelian felt the hand brush the back of his neck. London pulled Faelian a bit closer while dangling fingers through his hair.

Faelian

Faelian was going to continue their conversation but his train of thought was soon broken and he grew quiet. He had expected London to tease him or something but not this. He lightly pressed his shoulder into London's touch. His cheeks flushed as his arm was stroked and he shivered slightly at the feeling. It was even more surprising to feel that London was pulling him closer now. He was looking at London with a lot of curious interest now. Did he want a kiss? "Hm..?"

London

" Keep talking. " He whispered in elvish. "I'm really not as attached to my clothes as I make myself out to be. I just don't see a point in getting new ones when what I have now is still wearable." It took special skills to make them last seven years. And now, London was using those special skills to caress down Faelian's neck to his spine and to further feel his back. He inched closer to him all the while.

Faelian

His ears grew a little more red now. "W-Well.. I guess I'm a little more attached to my clothes than I seemed. It's really only that outfit though.. it's actually really surprising to learn you're not as attached to yours..." The contact.. was really nice. It was honestly something he'd wanted for a long time. Even if London later played it off as just teasing him he wouldn't be forgetting this anytime soon. His expression showed that he was happy with what was going on too. He wanted to touch London back but he resisted and decided to see where London was going with this instead. His heart was racing quickly now and he continued to shiver every now and then as the other bard continued to touch his skin.

London

"Heh he..." Faelian was stuttering so much, it really made this worthwhile. Now he brought his hand forward and laid it on Faelian's chest. The pulse was strong enough to feel without any effort. He rubbed a hand across Faelian's skin, moving it down, but stopping early enough to make the motion a tease. Instead he laid it on his hip and moved his own body close enough for a half embrace from the other arm. " Don't stop talking. " He said again, but this time didn't offer any new topics to bring up.

Faelian

London was laughing. He looked like he was having fun teasing him in this kind of situation. He liked it too honestly. Faelian's heart beat even faster when London's hand moved onto his chest and then lower. By now his face was as red as a tomato and he had shivered quite a few times.

When prompted to continue talking yet again he furrowed his brows and seemed to think for a few moments. In the end he just continued talking about what he had been before. "...A-Are you sure you don't want to come help pick me out another new outfit.. or some sleeping wear at least?" Hesitantly he moved one of his arms to half embrace London in return.

London

But while Faelian made that move, London's own smile twisted into a smirk. Moving the hand up from Faelian's hip, he finally reached his destination - and followed the move with a fast tickle at his side.

Faelian

Faelian laughs and clamps his arm down to trap London's hand as soon as the other tickles him. He narrows his eyes and furrows his brows at the other while a smile tugs at his lips. "So that's where you were going with that..."

"That was an awful lot of work just to get a tickle in, you know." He smiles more.

London

London did a light laugh in return - half in fun and half in fear at being tickled back. "Yeah, well, it was worth it." He said proudly. "You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

Faelian

His smile looks a little nervous suddenly and he blushes again. "I did. It felt really nice... You should watch what you're doing though. If you kept that up for too long it might have put us both in an awkward situation."

London

With those words said, London's the one getting embarrassed now. "Oh. Well." ... "Were you serious about not doing anything until we were together?" His blush subsides (for the most part), and he smiles.

Faelian

Faelian's silent for a few moments while thinking about it. "Hm... I suppose I might be able to be talked into something before then... maybe." He looks off to the side a little while blushing. A smile tugged at one corner of his lips.

London

London smiles and then frees his arms to push him off the bed. Next, Faelian sees him peak down with a sneaky grin. "You said you didn't want me if you knew you would be sharing me, remember?" The week wasn't over, so he is alluding to his three potential flings going on.

"So I'll have to say 'no' for your benefit, this time. Unless you don't mind being friends with benefits.." When London mentioned he tried to hit up a skeleton, Faelian asked why he didn't go to him first. Maybe friends with benefits or flings weren't totally out of the question.

Faelian

Faelian makes a oof sound when he hits the floor. He gives London a not so amused expression when he peeks down at him. He narrows his eyes and smirks a little in return after London speaks. "I suppose that's for the best then." He didn't really want to mention that he was sure London hadn't found any flings yet. He would have bragged about them after all. "Friends with benefits doesn't sound as nice as lovers, I don't mind waiting a while."

Slowly he moved to get up and headed back over to Daora's outfit and started to pull it on.

London

London lies on the bed while watching him with a sigh. "Being friends with benefits for just two days doesn't sound too bad, I think. It'd be fun to experience different things with you, and maybe we can have that threesome you wanted. Who would you be interested in for that sort of thing anyway?"

Faelian

He pauses while hearing that. "Hm... well.. two days isn't really that long..but you already said no, didn't you? And if you think that'll change my mind after whenever we finally become a couple you're wrong." He looks back over at London while getting dressed. "I think you're confusing what I said. I said I was willing to do a threesome because you were interested in it."

London

"Yeah, I said no in place of you. Mmmm." London realized he was really changing his story a lot. He wasn't sure what he was trying to say. "I think it would be fun to have a lot of different experiences with you, whether we're friends, lovers, or friends with benefits - both good and bad ones."

Faelian

"Ah, I see." By now Faelian was fulling wearing Daora's cloths. He eyed himself in the nearby mirror while still talking to the other. After looking at himself for a few moments he looked back at the other and rose one of his eyebrows. "..Well when you put it that way it does sound kind of nice.. it would only be for around two or three days anyway.. and like I said before I might not mind open relationships in the future as well. Did you want to give that a try then..?"

London

"Three days doesn't sound long.. I wonder what kind of specific experiences we can gain from it..." London at this point was so distracted by his own thoughts, he did not notice Faelian was full dressed. His hands covered his eyes, as he tried to figure out the actual benefits to being friends with benefits.

Faelian

"Also how can bad experiences be fun anyway?" He decided to mention that part before he totally let it slip from his mind. "Hm.. I can't think of anything specific from that either." Sex would be there but that would be in a normal relationship too. He wasn't really sure what London was thinking or where he was going with this idea.

"Hey, look." He tries to copy how Daora stood.

London

"Bad experiences can make life more exciting. Don't you think?" He uncovered his eyes. "All that really comes to mind is that threesomes seem more possible, but I can't think of anyone to have a threesome with. Maybe there's not much to gain from it, hm.."

London sat up to look as told and laughed. "Now say that 'my goddess' line of his!"

Faelian

"I think they can help me learn but.. bad experiences are usually just that.. bad. Maybe I'm just misunderstanding though." He rubbed at the back of his neck a little. "Are you thinking of people in the party? That would be pretty awkward, wouldn't it? I just assumed we'd find some good looking stranger in a tavern or something."

He laughs now. He had been planing on saying that to start with. He clears his throat and does his best impression of Daora. "My Goddess told me to help you all."

London

London laughs at the impression, then calms down to speak again.

"A stranger might be okay if they seem friendly. Did you want to try that tonight?"

Faelian

Faelian laughs too but looks away while deep in thought when London asks that. "Ah... I'd rather my first time with you be only with you actually."

"If you really want to do that we'll have to have a private moment first." A smile tugs at his lips again and he looks at London with serious looking eyes.

London

He smiles with a little blush on his cheeks. "That's fine! Then.. we can probably just forget this threesome thing. Three days as friends with benefits isn't enough to do both, I'm sure."

Faelian

Faelian feels pleased at hearing that and seeing that he caused London to blush. "Yeah, three days is pretty short. It's not like we won't ever have the chance to try out other things eventually anyway."

"Anyway... my goddess demands that I go sell this outfit right now. Do you want to come with me?" He started changing again. This time wasn't nearly as slow and he was back into his green outfit in no time.

London

"Hold on!!" London stands up quick to hurry over to the elf and nabs the pocketwatch. "This might have more value on its own."

Faelian

He looks surprised. "Oh! I forgot about that. You're probably right. Does that mean you're coming with me to shop?"

London

"Sure." He smiled. "Let me see that belt, too! You never know..."

Faelian

Faelian hands the belt over to London before putting the outfit in his bag. "Hey, can I borrow a piece of paper and your pencil?"

London

"Sure.." He gives it to him while putting the accessories away.

Faelian

"Thanks." Faelian draws up his old outfit and makes notes about it on the paper. Once he's done he puts it in his bag and hands London his pencil back. "Here. You ready to go now?"

London

"Sure."

Faelian

Faelian raises an eyebrow at him. He sure was saying sure a lot. Was he still sad that he wanted his old outfit back? "Come on then." He says this and moves towards the door. He holds it open for him soon after.

London

London gets up and follows. He hopes the watch and belt can give him big money.

Faelian

Faelian leads him into the town to sell the clothes and put his order in for a new set. Once that's done he turns to the other and smiles. "Hey, let's go look at some other clothes. I want to see what you'd pick out for me."

London

"No, it's late. I'm ready to head back." He was already turned around walking toward the door.

Faelian

Faelian moves in front of him and pouts. "Aw.. please? This might be my only chance since you said you wouldn't complain while shopping."

London

"I said I wouldn't complain if you didn't get the duplicate of your clothes made." He shrugs. “You have two sets of clothes now, that's more than enough.”

Faelian

He pouts more. "No fun.. I already said I'd sell this green one.. also that other one isn't done yet... so I still officially only have one outfit at the moment."

London

"Nah. You can buy what you want. I already told you my conditions, so that's that." He said with a stretch.

Faelian

Faelian frowns a little and sighs heavily. "Alright then... I guess we can just go back to the inn then. I'll come pick up my new outfit in the morning."

London

"Okay! But are you sure you don't want to stay longer and pick your own new clothes?"

Faelian

"Yeah. I wasn't planning on getting anything new unless you picked it out anyway."

London

So they headed back. Next time: Dawn of the final day.