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murmel-malt · 1 month

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I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT DAERA!!!! Sweet girl!!! Feel free to go on about her endlessly

How long does she live? Does she take lovers? Remarries? Does Baelon live? Does he become king? What is going onnnnnn!

Anon, I love and appreciate you!💕💕 And I am using this as a prompt to talk about Baelon and my current plans for him within this AU.

Let me preface this by giving my reasoning for why Hedaera survived Baelon’s birth but Aemma didn’t: Daera is perfectly willing to throw an absolute fit and fight and refuse back-to-back pregnancies like Aemma was subjected to. She is very much a spoiled princess and hasn’t really heard the word ‘no’ that often but is very proficient in using it herself and does so with abandon. Thus Daera was healthier than Aemma was. While Aemma had several failed pregnancies in canon, Daera had only one (two years after Daenys was born) and didn’t let Vizzy near her for the next three years.

But now that Heir McSon is here, things can go two - well, three - ways:

option a) Baelon continues to live and becomes king, there is no Dance and everybody can focus on more important things. Which is nice but also kind of boring so I present

option b) Baelon does live but not long enough to become King. At the point of his death Viserys is pretty sick and Daera, still grieving, even less willing to try for another child. Like in canon Vizzy is pushed to name Rhaenyra heir to keep Daemon away from the throne until there is another boy (which they just kind of expect and try to pressure Daera into). The game changer here is that both Rhaenyra and her sister are already married.

Because Daera was never given the chance to have any say in her future she is extremely pushy about her daughters having it and Vizzy being kind of uninterested in his daughters until Baelon’s death agreed just so Daera shuts up about it.

So Rhaenyra is happily married to Harwin Strong and Daenys to Tyland Lannister. Jace is already born so Rhaenyra already has an Heir McSon of her own.

and option c) Baelon dies pretty early, before Rhaenyra’s marriage is secured. She is made heir, kind of forced to marry Laenor (to Daera’s displeasure about the forced part and pleasure about the Laenor part) and has her sons with Harwin. tbh I haven’t completely figured this option out yet because it is too close to canon for my taste (also there is no way in hell Daera will let Rhaenyra screw herself and her future over by having such obvious bastards) but maybe I will come up with a nice little twist to make it more appealing to me.

But with Daera alive and unwilling to go through any more childbirths, there obviously won’t be any brothers for Rhaenyra to compete with for the throne so the Dance as we know it won’t happen. That doesn’t mean there won’t be any conflict though.

As of now, I have no plans to have Daera die anytime before seeing her grandchildren grow up happily and know the Realm is moving towards a stable future. And be a sassy grandma in the process.

#oc: hedaera targaryen #I haven't thought about Daera remarrying or taking a lover yet #but if she does take a lover it is 100% after Vizzy is dead. she is not willing to compromise herself #mail #fic: hedaera-verse

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honeybunniii333 · 2 months

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GENO ANGST :00 ( or geno and Edward fluff, whatever you choose )

I had an idea of geno having a panic attack in class but I wanna see what you would write abt him.

(YESSS, I love them so much. It's a crime that there isn't more for them! Siblings dynamics are a soft spot for me. ♡)

To say Edward was feeling guilty would be an understatement. He had committed the awfullest of awful things. He'd made his baby brother cry, and oh boy, was it eating him alive. Sure, he teased Geno like any other older sibling, but he truly adored the little brat, and genuinely hurting his brothers' feelings was something the jock would NEVER do on purpose. He was stressed out majorly, which was NOT an excuse, but still. Everything had been so chaotic. James was acting off. He had a big test to study for, Isaac was being isaac. So many supernatural related things had been happening, and don't even get him started on Felix and his shit! Ed was beyond overstimulated at the moment. He'd snapped, and he'd shouted at the boy. Which was something Ed never did. Ed yelled a lot, but never at Geno. He prided himself on his immense patience when it came to the little rascal... but he'd broken that streak... and over the stupidest of things, Geno had just wanted to play with him...

"Geno, I don't have time..." he'd warned in a tone that usually got the message across that he was too stressed or upset to talk. But the kid had pushed further, clearly desperate for his attention. "You never have time! Come on, just a game or two! I'm bored!!" he'd complained in that whiny voice Ed usually found annoyingly endearing but at that moment had made him want to rip his hair out. Everything had made him want to rip his hair out. The sound of faint construction happening down the street and the soft whirl of his fan were too loud for him. The feeling of his shirt against his skin made him want to set himself on fire, and the room had been too bright even with just the sun from the window to light it. He just couldn't handle it right then, but words had never been his strong suit, ESPECIALLY in moments like then. "Geno..." he'd warned again. "Come on, come on, come onnnnnn-"

"STOP! GOD FUCKING STOP!" He'd slammed his hand down on his desk as he'd glared daggers at the other. "GO AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE! WHAT PART OF THAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND!? YOU ARE SUCH A PEST!" He'd shouted. Geno had looked astonished for a moment. His eyes were wide, and jaw slacked before his little mouth started to quiver, and his eyes started filling with tears. Ed had been so overwhelmed that all he'd been able to do was turn the away again in his seat, close his eyes and press his palms into them as he tried desperately to tune everything out around him. It wasn't until he'd finally managed to get his bearings that he'd really realized how harsh he'd been. And now he'd been sitting by the younger boys' door, trying to figure out how to express how bad he felt. Geno was still sniffling, and the noise wasn't helping him at all... He knew he was just stalling because he didn't want to see the red tear stained face his brother always had after crying.. but he also knew nothing would be resolved if he stayed there. So... he forced himself up and knocked as he peeked his head in. "Geno... can we talk, please?"

The kid was curled up under his blankets. The superhero patterned comforter, shielding his tiny body from the other. Ed knew the feeling of faint relief at not having to see the hurt he'd caused was selfish, but it was there regardless. "...ok.." his voice was crackly from crying, and Ed forced himself forward once again, moving to seat himself at the end of the bed to give the other space if he wanted it. He was silent for a moment before taking a deep breath in and letting it out to steel his nerves. "...I'm sorry I yelled at you." he started,"I shouldn't have done that, we don't yell at each other, and that wasn't okay."

He watched the lump of blanket shift before half of genos face peeked out. "... why did you yell at me?" He asked cautiously, he didn't understand. He pestered his big brother like that all the time, and it never triggered such a harsh reaction. At the worst, he'd be gently booted out of his room and banished to the hallway... Edward didn't know how to explain it. He didn't know why he got so overwhelmed sometimes... he just did. But he'd made a vow to himself that when his baby brother asked him a question, Ed would answer it. He wouldn't sugar coat it or dance around it. He'd always tell him the truth in as age appropriate language as possible. Because Geno was smart and he needed to know things. "...I was overwhelmed." he answered, fiddling with the hem of his shirt as he fished for words. "I've been... really stressed lately. There's a lot of stuff happening right now, and I've been pushing through it fine.. but I guess today... I just can't." he admitted running a hand through his own hair as he heard Geno shuffling again. He'd come out of his hiding spot, his knees hugged to his chest. "Is that why you're never home, cause of the stuff?" He asked.

"Yeah... cause of the stuff..." Ed mumbled back. "I'm sorry too..." Geno whispered his voice quiet as he wiped at his eyes. "What for?" Ed raised an eyebrow. "For pushing when I knew you were busy. I know you're in high school, and you have a lot of stuff to do.. but I miss you... you're always busy now... you never have time to play anymore." he admitted. Ed hadn't thought about that... how he'd been home less and less, and brushing geno off more and more. He always tried to make time to play with Geno, at least on weekends, if anything... but he'd not been doing a very good job at that lately. "I..." his attention shot back to his little brother again at the sound of the boy's voice cracking. "I'm not a..actually a pest, am i?" he croaked out, trying to wipe away the tears that spilled once more.

Edward's face twisted into a frown, shushing the other gently as he scooped him up and moved to sit with him in his lap, his arms wrapped tight around his poor baby brother. "Shhh..sh sh sh... of course not Genie... you're my little buddy, I love having you around..." he insisted, "I...I'm sorry I haven't been home much, I'll...try and cut back on some stuff, okay? I think I need it..." he spoke softly and let out a sigh. They sat in silence for a long time. Genos tears turning to faint sniffles as his brother rubbed his back. "You wanted to play that new game you got, right?" Ed voice broke the silence. "Yeah..." he mumbled, moving around a little to look up at the older. "Wanna play a couple rounds?" relief flooded Ed at the way Genos face immediately lighted up. "Yeah!"

He couldn't help but giggle at the enthusiasm as he was quickly yanked up off the bed and tugged towards the door "Okay okay I'm comin, relax." he snorted, His little brother could be a pain sometimes, but it was a pain Edward couldn't possibly live without.

#ibvs posts #ibvs #isaac beamer versus the supernatural #edward quinton #geno quinton #Ed is an undiagnosed autistic person and doesn't have good ways to cope with issues relating to it! so he snaps at people a lot #i love them

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zahri-melitor · 8 months

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I then proceeded to look up Rick Flag on Wikipedia for further character history and uhhhhhh

After his death, Flag appeared in an issue of Captain Atom, where his soul was saved from an eternity in Purgatory and reunited with Karin in Paradise. His Purgatory self also appears in the Day of Judgement, limited series. Along with other Purgatory bound souls, he battles heavenly agents on the behalf of a still living superhero team. As stated in issue five of the series, his rebellious actions earned him another after-life chance.

All pretty normal so far, this is pretty standard shenanigans for a dead character during the 90s.

One Year Later in Checkmate (vol. 2) #6, Rick Flag is revealed to be alive and is rescued from a secret Quraci prison by the Bronze Tiger. He had been imprisoned there for four years until Amanda Waller discovered him and alerted the Tiger to his whereabouts. Rick was later revealed to be leading a clandestine Suicide Squad unit at the behest of Amanda Waller, and against the expressed mandate of the Checkmate organization.

…well timeline wise at least 4 years is consistent with other readings on the passage of time in DC. This is gonna be some Superboy Prime nonsense isn’t it? Also typical Waller move.

Bob Greenberger, who co-created the Suicide Squad alongside John Ostrander, has publicly objected to the resurrection of Rick Flag. According to Greg Rucka, Rick Flag's subsequent re-appearance had nothing to do with Infinite Crisis, and John Ostrander has stated that he knew how Rick Flag could survive the explosion at Jotunheim when he first wrote it.

NOT SUPERBOY PRIME????

Rucka. Rucka I love you but how did you and Ostrander figure out how to get Rick Flag out of standing immediately next to an atomic bomb as it went off?

As seen in Suicide Squad: Raise the Flag #2, Rustam used his Scimitar to teleport both Rick Flag and himself to Skartaris.

OH COME ONNNNNN

Though admittedly I can’t not laugh at the idea of escaping an old USSR bomb by travelling to Skartaris. Mariah Romanova would approve.

In Raise the Flag #5, General Wade Eiling admits that Rick Flag Jr. is not actually the son of Rick Flag Sr., but is a soldier named Anthony Miller who was brainwashed by Eiling into believing he was Flag's son.

*pinches nose* was this necessary?

Miller's conditioning means that Eiling still has control of him, and uses him as part of his takeover of the Suicide Squad. Forced to activate an explosive implant in Amanda Waller's brain, Miller breaks free from his mind control enough to activate Eiling's implant instead, leaving him helpless enough to be captured. Confronted with the possibility to give up his presumed identity and return home, Miller decides that the Suicide Squad needs a Rick Flag, and refuses the offer.

… comics, man. This is the most OH MY GOD COMICS thing I’ve read this week.

Why does this plot exist. Who thought teleporting out from a nuclear explosion into Skartaris was a good idea. How did Rick Flag end up BACK in that Quraci prison? Did he and Rustam share a classic Skartaris sword fight that ended up in Rustam’s favour?

According to Raza he [Rustam] was a US covert operative in Qurac who was apparently betrayed by the United States, a situation which led to the deaths of his entire family.

FFS!

All of these wild shenanigans are going on in comics written in 2007, might I add. You don’t even have the excuse over the start of the Iraq war - that was 2003, four years prior!!!

#z canon read throughs #what on earth #Rucka. Ostrander. What were you DOING HERE

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us-the-voices-and-more-voices-2 · 3 months

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happy not celebrating Australia Day

(to the Australians)

Yeah, why the fuck won’t they move the day :(

I actually do not hate my country lol, I just wish Australia Day wasn’t literally a symbol of the start of the 100+ year long genocide fr.

like come on, we have been saying this for the last 200+ years when will we get it moved.

literally 1 or 2 days or even like ANY OTHER DAY, like come onnnnnn.

(Yeah sorry non-Australian moots who are confused, real quick horrible overview. Australia is like 5 times racist (motherfucking racist to the Irish/Scottish that’s how racist) anyway when the colonial empire of England was like “Ello, time to start taking over this place for the king!” And literally started a 100+ year genocide against aboriginal Australians, some highlights include! The massacres and genocide of the people of Tasmania, the literal serial kidnapping and displacement of THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF CHILDREN, intense extremely intense violence and racism, the ethnic cleansing and eugenics, desecration of holy lands and other crimes, and uh the insane amount of torture??? just anything you can think of? Probably was done. Plus the children stealing only “ended” like 30ish years ago barely. Yeah no it’s fucking horrifying. And I don’t even know that much.)

so like a good percentage is against Australia Day lol, I haven’t celebrated it actually ever.

like if they just changed the fucking day, no one would care anymore but hey! They don’t!

Anyway time to reflect and probably cry everyone, fuck genocide all my homies hate genocide.

shout out to everyone who’s not celebrating, slowly we are wearing the government down let’s go!

#-pop #activism stuff #anticapitalism stuff #anarchism stuff #australia day

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nanamiwifeyy · 19 days

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Head cannon: Being Gieve's little sister

Anime: the heroic legend of Arslan

• You two are something, it's either good and healthy relationship or just straight up gaslighting each other

• Pure. Chaotic. Siblings

• You two can be the best of friends, helping and supporting each other

• And a second later, you two fight over the smallest thing

• You are, just like your brother– specialised in romance, flirting, playing instruments

• You two earned money by with your plays, Gieve plays an instrument and you dance to it

• That made you two the talk of town multiple times

• There were posters of your faces hanging in walls, a famous harmoical duo

•But also a famous robber duo

•You can't convince me otherwise, the two of you have stole things, quite alot

•Well mostly you. Gieve is there to distract your chasers or will help you hide

• You two fill each other in. If that's in battle or poems

•And then, you two joined the Prince's company.

•You sure had a thought of robbing the prince but after some time saving, running, ploting, killing you two grew a soft place for the prince in your heart.

• You make moves on the prince, where the poor soul only blushes at the comment or the contact

•Save to say you two are the company's main entertainment

• You are skilled, mostly in long and short swords. Dancing helps you to react and move swift.

• You support your brother in winning over Farangis

• The Priestress is tough, but who can resist your brother charms?

• You are a big teaser, to anyone, anywhere

• But when it comes down to the real work, you are a bussiness woman.

• When the prince asked you and your brother to go on a mission up in the mountains. You did without complain.

• Only to see a backstabbing take place. Poor Hilmes

• Oh well

• And when you returned, you two hoped for a warmer welcome with wine and music

• Not whoke ass ducking war

• Moving onnnnnn

• You also try to smile alot, you believe a person heart is won by the smile for the heart

• And when it doesn't, you aren't afraid to dance a bit seductive

• like I said, you are tease

• And when man have the audacity to ask about your age, well they don't tend to stay a......a man very long as they get their nuts busted.

#the heroic legend of arslan #Gieve #anime #Arslan senki

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dear-mrs-otome · 2 years

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What is even going onnnnnn rn?? (Silvio Chp 20 ramblings):

Ok so...Silvio ilu but kinda not liking you after that Chp 19 checkpoint. BUT BUT things just got bizarre before the ending choice.

Oh this is interesting. First off, the way the Benitoite king treats Silvio kinda breaks my heart. He's dismissive, and just told Silvio if he doesn't buckle down and obey he'll exile him from Benitoite. Meanwhile he's basically gonna reward Rio by bringing him and his speshul lady Emma home to Benitoite to ride out the Rhodolite disaster - tho forbidding Silvio from having anything to do with her. He said to his face that the least the son of that obnoxious woman could do is make himself useful...all before sweeping out without even a second glance at Silvio.

Silvio just wrecked everything with Emma by being a class A fuckface (but now I'm even questioning the motive behind that), the King's putting into motion his plans to break off the alliance with Rhodolite (or rather, orders Silvio to finish the job), and Silvio admits to his servant Carlo that he's out of time to move against the king and 'they're gonna hate him'. fuck you cybird for making it explicitly stated how wan and tiny his voice sounds saying that

And Carlo, blessed meek Carlo, he's so indignant rn on Silvio's behalf. Ranting about how the king knows how much Silvio's done for Benitoite etc. He's all, this is so unfair and BS I can't stand that - the king always puts on such a perfect face in front of Rio and then makes YOU do all his dirty work! Nobody cares more about Valerio than you do!

But we didn't get any more details because Silvio chucked a pillow at his face to shut him up.

So, uh...I guess we know how the king feels about his first wife now. And about his first son... 😭 Also the way Silvio growls and snarls at the king but when the king pushes the right button he just shuts down utterly. Eerily emotionless. Clearly we deal with trauma by just IGNORING

#spoiler #spoilers #ikemen prince spoilers #ikepri spoilers #mrs o loves salty seadogs

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fishandships · 3 months

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i KNOW im biased but i would give so much to have Evil Reptilian in a short, especially a longer one like CoA or the trailer with Alva, not just because i love him with all my heart but because imagine just getting to see him move around with the high-quality animation. how graceful and powerful and terrifying he would look. picture the way every movement would travel fluidly down his spine to be followed by his tail. the way every step is so light and cautious as to belie his weight, then to watch him leap and the restrained strength being released like a spring. how his eyes follow his target with fierce intelligence, his tongue flicking smoothly with almost clocklike regularity.

and that’s all just appreciating how cool the motion would be. imagine how scary it would also be, having these cute little puppets vs this giant apex predator who is relentless, tracking them down by their scent and body heat so there’s no hiding, effortlessly scaling walls and covering huge distances in a leap that shakes the ground on landing. the ruthlessness of a carnivore but a certifiable genius so there’s no outsmarting him. he strikes one of the survivors with his knife, almost as big as they are. he pauses. runs his tongue up the flat of the blade as he watches them stumble desperately away. his fixed grin widens. he continues following at a leisurely pace.

@ NETEASE COME ONNNNNN

#im tipping my hand here about a thing or two but w/e #Luchino is breathtaking in any context and i love him #laughing to myself tho bc all of this but he has SUCH a nerdy ‘evil laugh’#so he’s being all terrifying and then NYEH HEH HEH #river babbles #🦎

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wrenrogue · 11 months

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kuroken au where they've played Truth or Dare casually since they were kids. It went like this:

11/10

"truth or dare"

"why?"

"just choose"

"I'm busy"

"come onnnnnn"

"no"

"please, for me?"

"fuck you"

"we don't use that language in the house, kenma, your mom might hear"

"Fine. dare"

"oho, you want to be a little bit daring toda-OW don't pinch me"

"I'll do it again if you don't give me the dare"

"Fine. I dare you to try this neat volleyball technique with me today"

"I change my mind."

"no take-backs"

"but it's a bland dare"

"YOU'RE bland"

"am not"

"are too"

"am not"

"are toO"

"LEt's just go outside and get this over with"

"I knew you couldn't resist a good dare!"

"It's not a good dare if I do this all the time with you, kuro"

"it is when it's sunday and you rarely go outside sundays"

"fuck You"

"AuntIE, kenma's using swears again!!"

mother figure from afar: "KOZUME KENMA"

"/I hatE you/"

"I'll meet you outside, bye!"

12/13

"truth or dare"

"uh truth"

"did you piss your bed yesterday?"

"KENMA"

"well did you?"

"What makes you say that?"

"it smells kinda funny here"

"maybe you're the funny smelling one, ever think of that?"

"kuro"

"kenma"

"so did you?"

"fine, I did, but only because I peed in my dream"

"what??"

"never pee in your dreams kenma, because then it will not be a dream anymore"

"gross"

"you asked!!"

"and you're gross!!"

"I changed my sheets how did you know though??"

"intuition"

"huh???"

"just help me with my homework already"

"fine"

16/15

"truth or dare?"

"truth"

"did they hurt you?"

"who?"

"the seniors! I saw them follow you this morning. Did they hurt you?"

"that doesn't matter, it's fine."

"so they did?"

"no"

"you don't lie in truth or dare, kenma. that's losing and you don't lose"

"they didn't hurt me... pushing isn't hurting"

"it is to me, they shouldn't have done that! We need to tell-"

"NO it's fine. We don't need to tell anyone"

"but-"

"I took care of it"

"how??? they're not threatening you are they?? I'll deck them if they are!!"

"no, it's fine. I took care of it, promise"

"what did You do??"

"they... might have donated their lunch to the pigeons...kinda"

"kenma... you didn't"

"I did..."

"do they suspect anything?"

"I don't think so?"

"they're such good samaritans for feeding the starving school pigeons then, good for them"

"yeah"

"tell me when they bother you though, I want to help feed the pigeons next time, yeah?"

"yeah, okay"

17/18

"truth or dare"

"dare"

"I dare you to give me his address so I can go burn down his house"

"keNma, that's arson and illegal"

"he cheated on you though, he hurt you"

"it's okay"

"No it's not!"

"it's fine, I'm over it"

"are you?"

"I chose dare and there's no take-backs"

"kuro"

"kenma"

"it's okay if it still hurts, you know. you didn't do anything wrong"

"but he said he did it because I didn't give him enough attention"

"it's not your fault"

"but I made him unhappy enough to do it"

"you don't control other people's actions, not even his"

"I guess"

"you know, one day you'll find someone that appreciates you and treats you right"

"I guess"

"can I go burn down his house now?"

"kenmA"

"can I at least throw an egg at his window?"

"Why are you so adamant on committing a crime"

"sometimes violence is the only way to give a message"

"and what's the message?"

"that kuro may forgive, but kenma does not"

"since when are you so embarrassing??"

"PLEASE just give me his address"

"fine, but only if I come with you"

"fine, does your dad have eggs?"

"yeah"

20/19

"truth or dare"

"dare"

"I dare you to move in with me"

"you say that like I wasn't going to in the first place"

"so you will?"

"I can't stand other people and my roommate smells bad, kuro"

"are you saying I smell good?"

"... can I move in next week?"

"so I DO smell good to you"

"... you use good detergent is all"

"you don't say"

"so can I move in next week?"

"you can move in today, just live with me"

"okay"

"this was the easiest dare not gonna lie"

"it's not a good dare if it's something I already wanted to do, kuro"

"still"

21/22

"truth or dare"

"truth"

"do you like the neighbor?"

"huh?"

"do you like the neighbor? you talk to her a lot"

"oh. I guess? she's nice to talk to"

"no, as in 'want to date' kinda way"

"ah. no I don't"

"she likes you that way though"

"huh, how do you know?"

"she looks like she does"

"oh"

"would you date her?"

"... she's not my type, so no"

"she has nice hair, you like nice hair"

"I know hair that’s nicer honestly"

"and whose would that be, my mom’s doesn’t count"

"I’m braiding it right now"

"oh"

"…you should really cut your split ends though, just saying"

"…I’ll do that soon then"

"…okay"

22/21

"truth or dare"

"truth"

"Do you like me?"

"Yes? I don't hang out with people I don't like, you know this"

"Do you like me as more than just someone you hang out with though?"

"Kuro, we take naps together"

"I know! That's why I'm asking"

"what do you mean?"

"I think... I might be in love with you and I don't think I can hold it in anymore"

"truth or dare"

"You Can't Do That, you haven't answered mine yet. them's the rules"

"JUst choose!"

"FINE. Dare. You're such a pain sometimes."

"I dare you to kiss me"

"you can't just take my thunder like that, you're getting penalized for that"

"Kuro"

"I know, you're just so cute when you're impati-" ---

"you know, I don't think it's normal to rip my shirt collar when dragging me down for a kiss, were you that desperate?"

"I'll just buy you a new one"

"you'll just steal it"

"and?"

"take pictures when you do"

"deal"

"so you never answered my question"

"what question?"

"do you like me?"

"I thought you already knew the answer"

"But I wanna hear you say it"

"Yes Kuro, I love you"

"You said ~Love~"

"yeah"

"so you WERE desperate!"

"fuck yoU"

"not today kenken. I know you want me bad, but patience is a virtue you know"

"truth or dare"

"dare"

"kiss me again"

"it's not a good dare if it's something I already planned on doing, kenma"

"then get to it"

"gladly"

#kuroken #kuroo tetsurou #kozume kenma #meow #2022 #ficlet #told in just dialogue

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masterxofxmasters · 11 months

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A new ship

Characters: Master of Master from kingdom hearts and Kayne from Malevolent (all Kayne parts written by @misspelled-magic )

MoM growled as he scrubbed the grass and syrup off of the leather trench coat. At least the water in the stream around him offered a bit of relaxation in this mess of a week he had had. Not only was he trapped in this horrible place but he had also been humiliated online (by his own son no less) and thrown into… various horrid pits.

“Oh come onnnnnn.” He snarled under his breath, “this stuff is really stuck on there- what the hell did they even use for this?”

“Syrup!” a capricious voice called out from… his left. “Agave, to be precise. I think. Or, that’s at least a component!”

A man in a black suit strode forward, his eyes widening at the Master’s form. His hands seemed to be stained with… blood? Fresh, too. And his feet… uncovered, and also fully soaked with reddened viscera.

At once, the many eyes that covered the Master widened. Normally he would have instantly covered himself, but by that point the damage would have already been done, mind broke beyond recognition. However, this didn’t seem to be the case with this bloodsoaked man before him. Sure, he was covered in carnage but him brain seemed to be Relatively intact. Well, best move was to play it off as normal.

“Look at you over there, mister helpful.” He smirked, leaning back on the bank of the stream and letting the coat rest at his feet in the cool water. “Unfortunately that doesn’t do me much good at the moment.”

The man blinked at the Master and then his face broke out into a grin.

“No, I suppose it doesn’t! Not at all. But that’s the question you asked– that’s the answer you get!”

He strode closer, seemingly unbothered by all of the eyes and general… unfathomableness of his form. If anything, the man seemed to be… eyeing it up?

“Now, if you were to ask a better question, well, then I might be able to do something worthwhile.”

A look of amusement flashed across the Master's face as his mouth pulled back into a wide smile of large sharp teeth. “Really? Is that so?” The tone of his voice was playful now, “what sort of something would that be?”

The man grinned, and sat down near the edge of the stream.

“Lemme think. Some soap? New coat? Now, of course, I think you look much nicer with it off– but it’s obviously not appropriate to be showing all this off every second. Or, of course, you could keep trying to clean it off with… stream water.”

“Dawwww you flatter me” the Master giggled, a soft iridescent blue rising to his cheeks, “butttt sadly I can’t go around showing myself off like this- don’t want to cause any unnecessary brain damage to people.” He sighed, drumming his fingers against the bank. “That could cause some issues for me in the long run, you know. Not everyone is resistant as you seem to be.”

He was quiet for a few seconds before clicking his fingers together, remembering the offer, “but yes- some soap could be very handy. I don’t think stream water is really an option for me at the moment.”

The man snapped his fingers, and with a stormy crackle, a bottle of saddle soap appeared in his hand. He handed it over to the Master with a little flourish of the wrist.

“OooOOoooo~ impressive!” The Master’s grin widened, catlike eyes dilating at the gift. “Maybe you are Mr. Helpful after all.” He left out another laugh as he took the bottle. It was only a few seconds before he went back to work on his coat, humming to himself. At last, the syrup had started to dissolve and the coat's sleek appearance was on the verge of renewal. “Perhaps I should keep you around.”

“Kayne.” the man said smoothly. “Mr. Kayne, if you would. And you?”

“Ahhh well..” The Master of Masters sighed, setting his coat to the side before getting to work on his pants, “that’s a bit of a tricky one. I’m not really one to hand it out for personal reasons. However..” the angel glanced back up at Kayne, “those who know me typically refer to me as the Master of Masters… or just The Master for short if that’s too much of a mouthful.”

“The Master?” Kayne said with a bit of chuckle. “Alright, Maestro. How’d ya end up in this… spot of trouble, anyway?”

“Maestro huh?” The Master asked fondly. “Can’t say that I’m opposed to it.” Setting his pants aside to dry, he next went on to his boots as he continued, “butttt to answer your question, I came to this place to visit my son that I hadn’t seen in quite some time. And well… wasn’t aware of the showrunner’s whole deal.” He waved his hand vaguely. “Turns out that my son wasn’t even around when I get here and she decided to use me as her little torture toy.”

Kayne made a pained sound, and shook his head. “Honestly, that is so rude! I’m here because I asked one of my followers to send me through– unfortunately, this place is rather closed off, and I didn’t exactly realize that when I sent Arthur through, and– oh, enough about me. Did you know that her revival is flawed? Tested it out, even! All it took was one little human sacrifice offered up to her, and she took the bait. Poor fellow ended up without a mouth. It’s honestly funny how incompetent she is.”

“Ooooo yikes-“ The Master gave a dramatic wince. “You know, she should really test those things out beforehand. Dealing with unexpected anomalies can be a real pain, as I’m sure you know.” Sighing, he stretched up and looked over to his companion. He had finished up with his cleaning and all that there was left to do was relax. “Anyhowww- not like I can die anyway so there’s no need for me to worry. Though- I am curious about you. You seem to be kinda a popular guy.”

“Oh, the– well, I haven’t got any inside this place.” Kayne said with a huff, gesturing to the general entirety of the forcefield. “But yes, quite a number of cults in my name! Or, well– not Kayne. That’s an alias. But dedicated to me, yeah.”

“Now that explains a lot! Seems like you have an impressive resumé there, hmmm??” The Master leaned towards him, elbows resting on his bare legs. “Color me intrigued.”

Kayne grinned sharply. “Now, I’m not gonna just tell you all of my everything because you’ve got a pretty face, Maestro. That’d just be irresponsible!”

He leaned in a bit closer, and dropped his voice to a lower tone.

“But then again… I’ve never been the most responsible entity around.”

Laughter escaped the Master's mouth. Surprisingly it seemed rather genuine. “Oh do I know that feeling. Unfortunately, my life doesn’t always allow for much wiggle room. You know how it is playing the long game and what not. It can be annoyingly restrictive at times, but hey, what has to be done has to be done.”

Kayne nods easily. “Fair enough. Well, then– not all of my everything– don’t want to do too much, y’know– but I’m a bit of a… malevolent entity. Considered a god, by many. Which is why I can look upon your lovely, maddening form!”

“Should have known.” The master closed his eyes, nodding softly. “This damn forcefield is messing up with all my powers and senses. Usually I would have been able to tell if someone like you was around from miles away. Oh well…” opening his eyes once more, he locked them into contact with Kanye’s, “malevolent though? That’s a rather human way of looking at it, don’t you think? For instance-“ he stood up with a flourish and took a step next to him and paced around him much like a hawk circling its prey, “many would call my motives unforgivable- heinous even- an affront against the gods itself- although in the end it’s all work and sacrifice to achieve the greatest end!” Suddenly he came to a stop beside him once more, looking down to him with eyes half lidded, “all that matters is if you believe in the means to the end that you want.”

Kayne blinked, looking up at the Master. He straightened up his posture, though he still remained seated, and squinted at the Master’s facial eyes. The– the main eyes. The ones that go in the eye sockets.

“Means to an end.” he muttered smoothly. “Now, I– I agree with you on that one, Maestro, but I’m talking about the… y’know. Killing.”

He held his hands, palms up, and made a little jazzy motion as he showed off the blood.

“I know I’m malevolent. It’s half of my point. But I don’t let that keep me down! I don’t need to be some sort of protagonist, or villain, or mentor. I’m just here for the fun! Or, well. Normally am.”

“It’s not like my hands are clean either.” The master let a gentle hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. “After all- countless are dead because of my actions- children to be more precise. But I’m not here to air my baggage. All it comes down to is that sometimes there are actions that need taken.” He gave another squeeze and let his hand drop to a sigh. He then took a seat next to him. “It’s good to know that you’re having fun with it though. Only you get to dictate your life,,, well.., fate plays a bit in it but it’s really us that cause our own fates.”

Kayne touches his hand to the spot where he was touched almost with… surprise. He looks over at the Master.

“You’re not like me, dear.” he mumbles, though it is a smooth, intentional sort of speaking still. “You have a reason, a goal, a purpose. You’re not just fucking about. I cause my own fate, I am my own fate. I–”

He sighs.

“Actions that need taken.” he mutters. “That’s… I know exactly what you mean, there. Have to set up the right pins for the end to fall how you want it to.”

He smiles sharply.

“You know, it’s honestly a nice bit of fresh air, talking to you. Having someone else who gets the kind of work we do. Better than most other company I’ve had– I haven’t found anyone else who’s powerful enough to do anything significant who also takes the same sort of interest in humans as you. It’s… they’re cool, right? Little suckers.”

“They do fall into place pretty easily if you adjust their emotions just right I’ll give you that.” The master hummed softly in thought before speaking up again. “Definitely an interesting species. So much can be accomplished in such a short lifetime… though sometimes it isn’t always enough to get through with our goals. Sometimes there are adjustments that need to be made.”

“Oh, of course!” Kayne says, lighting up eagerly. “It’s amazing how much trouble one of my little guys has managed to get into. Nearly died so much! They’re so fragile, poor things. Had to help him out a bit to make sure he stayed up.”

“Awhhh poor things indeed” the master laughed,all sense of pity missing. “And they’re so self important too. The lengths they’ll go to do something that means so little in the universe. Poor misguided souls. They’re like a spiral of ants that chase each other in a circle desperate to reach a destination that they’ll never get to until they inevitably expire.” He cocked his head, looking over to him, “it’s a wonder how their species has even made it this far.”

Kayne nodded, smiling at the Master easily. He reached his hand over and rested it on the small of the Master’s back, as he continued in a softer voice.

“You get it. You get it, you understand them the way that I do! So many of the other gods I know they– they just don’t care, they don’t get the appeal! But you– you see that there’s something remarkable about all of them, that they’re fun, that they’re something you can change and shape. They’re– they can be interesting! And it’s so easy to make em interesting, you just have to throw in a few interesting pieces and they’re like fish on a hook!”

“And they’re an easy catch to reel in…” the master paused. “Usually. They can, of course, be finicky. Those are the ones you have to watch out for.” Leaning into the tough, the eyes on his face closed as a rumble escaped from his chest. “There’s always someone out there that thinks they can change their own fate and mess you up. They’re real pests.”

Kayne smiled and began rubbing a small circle into the Master’s back gently.

“Annoying. Endearing, sometimes– mostly annoying.”

Kayne let out a content sort of sigh and let his eyes close.

The purr emitting from the master only intensified. Geez, when was the last time he had done that? Embarrassing. Ugh. Oh well. This felt nice. “Endearing… yes I suppose they can be at times. Though it's a rarity… I only have a spot for one of them in my life at a time.”

“Oh, understandable.” Kayne said, leaning into the Master’s feathery body. He made a small sort of delighted noise as he felt the soft down of the Master’s chest.

The blue on the Master’s face only darkened. This wouldn’t have been an issue with his coat. The feeling of vulnerability was surreal to him but he tried to push it aside. Gradually, he left himself melt into it and rested a hand against his back. “So-“ he cocked his head, “do you normally take things so fast with gorgeous entities you meet in the woods?”

“Don’t normally meet anything as gorgeous as you.” Kayne murmured, smiling sleepily as he nuzzled into the Master a bit. “But I don’t typically take things slow in general.”

“I should consider myself lucky then.” The Master yawned, letting himself relax into the touch. His extra eyes remained locked onto the man nuzzled into him. “It’s not every day when I land myself in these situations either.”

“Then I suppose,” Kayne said, looking up at the Master’s face and smiling. “We should count this as a lovely stroke of fate.”

He chuckled a little at the word ‘fate’, as if it was a punchline all on its own.

“Sometimes it has pleasant little surprises alone the way.” Absentmindedly, the Master cupped his face and ran a thumb across it. “Who knows- maybe this could be fun for us.”

Kayne grinned, a brought a hand up to touch the Master’s chin, staining it with a bit of blood as he gripped it lightly.

“Oh, very fun indeed.”

#white boy lore #kaymom

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diorstarr · 1 year

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“You should write for yourself or write cause it’s fun.”

How about I write you off the face of this earth?! I hate that “argument” and I find it always comes from someone who has high interactions. 🙄 it’s just so incredibly condescending. Would they say this to Stephen King or another best selling published author? Just because it’s fic doesn’t mean it lacks effort, time, or creativity.

It really sucks out there; the ratios are shit. It’s gotten worse over the years especially with fandoms turning dormant faster and faster, which is insane.

Just know I’m a fan of your Daemon fics!! ❤️❤️

ITS LITERALLY THE MOST ANNOYING ARGUMENT EVER LIKE COME ONNNNNN WHY WOULD YOU EVEN SAY THAT????

+for sure comes from ppl who never have the problem of never getting any interactions and also ppl who just don't understand how much work it takes to write!! like bffr. wdym writing for myself?? of course i wrote it for myself and im posting it so other ppl can see it. like.

and literally, ppl shit on fics all the time but its still a piece of creative work is it not? someone put time and effort into MAKING something. hello??? and also so many fic writers go on to publish their own works (and even if they don't, who cares?? they are still MAKING something)

ur so real for saying its gotten worse (im choosing to blame tik tok for that) bc fandom has become 'who can pump out content the fastest?' and once a new fandom takes over everyone moves on and no one cares abt the 'old fandom' and its so!!! frustrating!!!

Just know I’m a fan of your Daemon fics!! ❤️❤️ - and just know im literally giving u a kiss on the mouth. ur so sweet tysm 💌🫀

#asks

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zylian · 1 year

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U can’t blame me for screaming about every Mapicc & Subz interaction

They’re both so fkn feral and hate eachother yet are somehow always crossing paths

when Mapicc went against his teammate’s wishes after using an overpowered glitch in the game to get Subz’s gear but Mapicc felt BAD and gave it back resulting in Ro having to fight Subz AGAIN

Now Subz said he would have dropped fighting Ro and Mapicc after the 2nd glitch use cause he got away from the 1st but they attacked him twice more afterwards so it was unfair and felt targeted

Thing is, they only attacked again cause MAPICC GAVE SUBZ HIS STUFF BACK WHEN RO WANTED TO KEEP IT

Like I can’t make this uppppp they bring bad luck for the other even if it’s good intentions

Imagine these two on the same team ALONE, they would have no issues in holding the other up, but it’s always a 3rd party that is favoured more that stops them.

Why did vitalasy say he never wants to team with Mapicc after season 1?????? Your evil now too so it’s okay with all the glitch abusing come onnnnnn

Subz who wants nothing to do with them still accepted his fate when they forcibly moved into his base (the flat base) its so plausible for them to be on the same teammmmm

I’m only ever getting them working together when it’s not on lifesteal ._.

#zy live thoughts

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aspoonfuloffiction · 2 years

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what are some grucy songs?

Hi nonny please come off of anon so I can hug you for asking the important questions. I love this question!!!!!

Buckle in I have a few—

First Love/Late Spring-Mitski. She’s scared of the hold the person she loves has on her. She’s begging them not to tell her they love her because she can’t give in to her feelings. Because they’d lead her to reckless abandon. She’s not used to being vulnerable after being alone for so long. Also "I was so young when i behaved 25, and now I find I've grown into a tall child" is so Lucy.

Stubborn Love-The Lumineers. A song about a man that consistently will pick love. Even when everyone around him is like its not worth it. That she doesn’t deserve his love. He digs his heels in tells her he’ll love her anyway and not let her push him away. It’s very much giving Gregory Bridgerton running twice through London, even when his family tells him she’s not worth it.

Better-Khalid. (Listen there’s a violin remix/cover on YT that if they ever did S8 I would need in the show) A song about being friends (or fwb)…but something about the being with the other person feels unlike anything else. It feels very early Greg/Lucy but especially post kiss but pre ILY. Where they’re both thinking that they’re just friends but both kinda reeling with how right the kiss felt?

God Only Knows-Beach Boys (also the John Legend/Cynthia Erivo cover). I think its applicable for them a lot think “Not as long as Lucy walked the same earth there could be no one else” but ESPECIALLY second epilogue Gregory and Lucy. The song is about loving someone so much that they’re so much a part of you that if they weren’t there. You could survive but you don’t want to. “The world could show nothing to me. So what good would living do me”

Back to December-Taylor Swift. I picked a Speak Now song that isn’t Speak Now lol. But I think Back to December is the better Gregory/Lucy song. Its about the right person but the wrong time and loving someone even when you should move on. BTD is asking the person you love for forgiveness for not being able to love them they way you think they deserved before and I think this applies to both Gregory and Lucy.

Rapid fire picks because vibes with no explanation mostly:

Everything Has Changed-Taylor Swift & Ed Sheeran

Young Love and Old Money -Elizabeth Gerardi (This is Lucy’s personal anthem. “You know my appetite is quite expensive. And his summer home is quite impressive. You and I were made for a season” for when Lucy halfheartedly tries to convince Gregory she wants to be a countess.😭)

She Will Be Loved-Maroon 5

Eleanor Rigby-The Beatles

Do I Wanna Know-Arctic Monkeys (There is a VSQ cover and I think it should play over their dance at Daphne’s party…seriously listen to it)

Dancing Queen-ABBA

Haven’t Met You Yet-Michael Bublé

Strawberry Blond-Mitski (“You tell me you love her, I give you a grin” come onnnnnn)

Lovebug-Jonas Brothers

#this was such a fun ask and honestly the cure for my sinus headache #i would do more of these #bridgerton #gregory bridgerton #lucy abernathy #grucy #or gercy?#idk #asks

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