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The Wrong Fake Identity | Twisted Wonderland [pt.2]

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The lot of you decided to eat around the garden instead, all of them exhausted from all the running, not you of course, you are safe and secure in Jack’s beefy arms and the cushion of his abs. Although the mental panic and bashing of yours had left you sleepy and mentally drained. 

“I thought they are going to give a chase! I have never ran so fast in my entire life!” The orange head said sprawled in the grass.

“I second that! Vil is definitely going to kill me!” The purple haired boy said, sprawled as well near your feet. 

“Worse, riddle is definitely going to collar us like a dog and make us sleep in the flamingo cage! Erkk! The thought of it makes me shiver!” Deuce followed.

“If— if me, the great grim have to run like that again, i think i will just give up!!”

“Leona is going to make me run laps….” Jack more composed, still holding you in his lap.

“All of us could take sanctuary in ignihyde dormitory you know! I’m sure brother will take us in happily.”

“You! I can see through your pla—“Grim shouted

“I… i…”

“I .. i can’t believe it … i betrayed waka-sama, 

I BETRAYEDD WAKA-SAMAAA ARGHHH… how could i even repay this!! I have betrayed him! I am the unworthiest pawn in existence, ARGHHH…. What is wrong with mee. I beg for your forgiveness!!!! Kuuuuhuuu… please forgive this stupid lowly crocodileeee~.”

Sebek is curled up, hand gripping his hair tightly, crying his heart out and start to degrade himself. 

“D-damn… not so loud!” Grim grumbled

“Hey.. uhm.. don’t cry.”  deuce unsure how to console the green hair guy, sitting up. 

“Uwah.. he turns out to be quite a crybaby..”

You slide out of jack’s lap and hold, much to his disappointment, and crouched down in front of Sebek.

Sebek looked up at you, cheek wet from his teary eyes and mouth quivering. 

“Whaat…?” He whimpered lowly. 

Your plan to smack his head to the ground for being loud and hurting your newly enhanced ears, vanished as your eyes dilate into a full round. Then your self control broke.

“WHA—WHAAAA.”

Followed by a numerous “AAAA!!!!”

The lot of them froze from shock at your uncharacteristic behavior.

You had licked his wet cheek and the tears that is falling in his face. In a moment the red wet face of his had become a raging red as he hold the part where you licked him. 

“HUMANN! WHA—-…..are you trying to console me?”

You had your ears covered when he shout, bow that he is talking. Your sleepy brain went on over-drive and went full cat. You went to nuzzle your head to the crook of the aligator’s neck. 

Blushing even more Sebek then hug your waist as he scoop you to his lap. “OH HOW KINDDD! ill accept this with the greatest honor!” 

The sun shining on you had made you even sleepier, so you don’t mind getting a cuddle from the aligator man. Plus his toned abs and muscle had made a great cushion for you to sleep on. 

“HEY!! THATS NO FAIRRR!!!” Epel now snapped out of his trance stood up and point at the both of you.

“ you cheating scoundrel! I also want to hold themm!!” He continued.

“Yes not fair at all!!! Why does the one doing a half assed job get it all?” Ortho followed 

“Yeahh! Why do you have to be the one holding them..” deuce asked.

“We also deserved a rewards for saving her you knoww!” Ace said

“It should’ve been me the great Grim that they hold and pamper not you guys, i am the original so shooo! Find someone else!” 

“C’mon guys.. we can take turn.” Truth be said, Jack is disappointed that it is not him that you fall asleep on, but he is trying hard to save his dignity and so he chose to act mature as begrudgingly that is.

You had gone far from reality and off to the dream world. 

The lot of them decide to spend rest of the lunch break eating their food while also passing you around.

“Heyy.. heyy .. y/n.. its time for class.”

“Hnn.. what time is it?” 

You had woken up in deuce lap. Enjoying the plush of his thighs as pillow. You slowly wake up. Then your instinct told you to lick him and so you did.

“AA.. AA.. what ..”

“Oh sorry.. i didn’t realized  what im doing” you yawn.

“No no its alright!! you could do more if you want.” He mumbled the last part so you couldn’t quite hear it. The tip of his ears are now red.

Deuce has determined, he will never wash his face again.

Thankfully no one saw that action or the whole group is going to go for a whole banter show again. 

Then it’s time to separate to different class much to epel’s, sebek’s, jack’s, and ortho’s disappointment. 

“Ah.. i wish you are in my class y/n” epel said

“I double that!”

“Hehe.. too badd so sadd..”

“They belong with us.”

“Whomp whomp.” 

The trio idiots jeered making epel and the rest, veins popped out in frustration.

“Just ya wait ya bastards!”

Surprisingly even jack is quite annoyed as he let out a low growl.

Ortho is planning some mischievous prank to follow the trio. 

Sebek is hiding his jealousy although it is very apparent on his face how annoyed it is. 

Adeuce and grim are sneering at them like they had win something. 

Sulking the rest of them go to their respective classes.

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Finally the last class has rolled. Adeuce and grim not reallg excited to have to share you with the other four, and the other four anticipating your presence. You better prepare to say goodbye to your privacy time.

“Oh we dont have enough mushroom for this potion. We need to get more of it.” groaned grim your lab partner.

“Ooo..! Dont worry ill take it!” 

“Really?!! Thanks a lot y/n”

“No problem!” You hopped off your seat and begun to make an exit.

Into the glasshouse you go. 

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“This campus is too big im getting tiredddd..”

You groaned as you open the glasshouse. You begun to make your way to the garden-shed. 

A hand suddenly grip your ankle making to fall.. into a soft cushion?

Your hissing starts to quiet down as you slowly processing who just grab you.

Before you know it you are hold captive in the embrace of the great lazy lion. 

“Ohh.. look who is here, herbivore.” 

“Leona, you scared me.”

He chuckled in response. 

“Please let me go now.” You try to wiggle out.

“Why would i do that.”

“I need to go back to class before professor crewel kills me.”

“Hahaha, don’t worry you are safe within my arm.”

“But—“ 

Before u could continue your word Leona had rubbed the spot just behind your ears shutting you up. 

All of that human instinct thrown out the window.

Revert bacc to cats

You nudge your head toward his hand as you purr. 

“You like that don’t you.” he chuckled. 

He removed his hand away from that spot, craving for more you nudge your head to the crook of his neck.

“What should i do with you. Demanding a royalty to scratch your ears tsk tsk..”

“You better stick around with me you hear, after all who can protect you better if not me.” 

He lazily said

Leona’s sleepiness begun to affect you as you begun to feel comfortable in his hold. You decide the lion hair is messy you give it a lick.

“…”

“Ohhhh… sorry... i dont know why i did that…” you snapped

Leona held the back of your head and place your head to his chest. 

“Moving on too quickly on the relationship, are we? What an impatient and impudent herbivore of mine. I should teach you properly. but for now, let’s sleep”

Yawning He placed his arms and legs caged you and his tail intertwining with your new ones. He doubted anybody would disturb the sleeping lion, but this is you he is talking about. Everybody would do anything for you. Not taking any risk he draped over a tarp to cover the both of you, learning from experience that they are a good disguise material.

After all, the hunting game would start at the end of class, it will be an easy win for him, plus nobody could blame him or call him cheating, since technically you fall down to his arm and got caged. And on the extra side he wanted to see malleus dread angry face as he saw the both of you with burning jealousy.

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Meanwhile in class,

“Hey grim where is y/n?” Ace approach the doodling werebeast. 

“Oh they went to get more mushroom for the project. “ 

“Since when?” Deuce continued

“Around.. an hour ago..?” 

“GRIMM!!!” The both of them exclaimed

“Whatt.. i got distracted!!”

“The class is almost over noww!”

“And they are still not here!!”

“Ehem.. little pups, why are you making a fuzz over here?”

“Eeek!!!!” Trio idiots turn around finding crewel with the whipping. 

“One.. two.. three…, where is the other pup, or should i say kitten now?” 

“Uhmm you see proff, we ran out of mushroom.” Grim swallowed his saliva

“So they left to get some..” ace half mumbled.

A large heavy sigh escaped his mouth as he hold firm of his whipping stick.

“And they haven’t returned yet is that it?” The man tone getting lower.

“Eeek!! YES SIRE!” The three of them shrieked. 

“what am i to do with you, tch i know i should’ve prioritize that adoption paper sooner.” he whispered half of the part. 

“Well you better find them sooner— “

The bell has rung and in the same exact time the door flung open to reveal Epel, Jack, Ortho, and Sebek. 

“WHERE IS Y/N ?!!” Jack barged

“Geez you can’t wait can you.” Ace groaned.

“This is importantt!!” Ortho interjects

“It’s not thatt!! Its just—.” Epel word was cut off.

“THESE PUNY HUMANS ARE MAKING A HUNTING GAME OUT OF THEM!!” Sebek shouted. 

That is it, that is the breaking point for crewel. Fuck that bird brain crow, he is going to shave him bald. And for his naughty puppy, well lets just say disciplines awaits. 

“Is that so.” Slapping his whip to his hand creating a loud sound. 

“Oh goddd look he is emitting black aura! “ Ace shooks

“We are in trouble!!” Grim stammered.

There is a collective gulp throughout the classroom. 

“Well then what are you doing? FIND THEM!” 

“Yes, sire, yes!” The lot of them immediately jumped out of the door to find you. 

Soon news that you had gone missing spread throughout NRC.

Meanwhile in Heartslabyul,

“Where could they be? I hope those insolent fools haven’t broken any rules and trapped you!”Riddle hoped before he gave orders to his soldiers ,including ace and deuce, to find you. 

Riddle had thought that it is better for you in the care of heartslabyul since both he and trey have experience dealing with a cat beastman, hecc they can even invite Che’nya to help you adjust into your life as a new cat beastman, he just hoped che’nya won’t teach you anything wierd or questionable. 

Meanwhile in Octanaville,

“ oh my what a turn of event! My angel-cat fish is missing, i shall be the one to find her first. Jade, Floyd, our perfect plan can wait, for now its time to search them.” 

“Yes Azul.”

“Yes Azul~”

Meanwhile in Scarabia,

“Eh?!! They are missing?!! I hope they just got lost in the campus! Oh how scared must they be if they’re under the hands of one of the students.”

“Not now Kalim, we need to focus on finding them.”

Meanwhile in Pomefiore,

“Rook, did you manage to target the spell onto them?”

“ Non, I’m embarrassed to say but since they were covered by jacket belonging to jack howl I am unable to track them down.”

“Tch. where can they be… Rook change of strategy, it’s time for a different kind of hunt.

“Oui, Roi du Poisson, let your wisdom guide us through.

Vil shudders on the thought that any other dorm leader had gotten his hand on you, and most certainly he hoped it is not Leona. What a lazy lion could do to affect your beauty potential, keeps him up at night. 

Meanwhile in Ignihyde,

“ what ortho, y/n is missing, and just before the hunt. My luck could never be better.” Idia moaned. 

“I’m sorry brother.” The robotic voice of ortho can be heard through his tablet.

“Thats alright, you’ve done well. Now if you could scan all the campus and i will access all camera.”

“It will take about 30 min with the school slow internet.”

“Its good enough. Now leave it to you brother. Its going to be an eazy Peezy catch. LAWL.”

“Heheheh, of course brother!”

Meanwhile in Diasomnia, 

Once the news had reached the ears of Malleus Draconia, a loud thunder light had blasted through. 

“ calm down Malleus, it’s not like the hunt is over yet.” He chuckled.

“ you’re right lilia. I need to make haste to find them. Silver, come with me lets us play this game of hunt.”

“Yes, Malleus.” Silver anticipatingly answered. 

“Khufufufufu, they can hide all they want but it will be an easy game for us” 

Meanwhile in Savannaclaw,

“Ohhh? Y/n is missing? Shishishi…Leona might’ve captured his prey on record time afterall. Oh well, less work for me and I get the spoil too, Yeahh! Lucky!” Ruggie chuckled as he can’t seem to find Leona as well. 

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>> to be continued<<

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[stomach-bugg09]

hiii,i saw that requests ante open and was wondering if we can get a fali fic? 🫢 I don’t really mind/have a preference for what it’s about but maybe angst with some fluff at the end??? idek you’re the writer so you can choose, that’s basically it, and btw your fics are lush!! i love themm

thankyouuu <3

a/n: okay, hey !! took me a lil bit to ponder this idea and what would be the best approach , but i think this suits it with a lil bit of angst and then some comforting fluff. thanks so much for the kind words !! please, please, please comment feedback + reblog ( everything's easier when you have the motivation of your readers )

summary: fali is recovering from the bullet he took to save neteyam, but he's never been very patient.

tags: @rafeslovergirl @wxnderingthoughts @liyahsocorro @bonnibuckets @hjkshshjkhklhkl @theycallmesia @grierpilots @23victoria @nyotamalfoy @gcldtom

healing is hard

after eighteen years of existing, fali was never once considered patient. even when young, his mother could recall the numerous times where she scolded the poor na’vi for not waiting for her or his father before he dove right into the reef. she could also recall the way her heartbeat would flare when he let out a mischievous feat of laughter followed by a loud splash.

she had to say, though, that she would much prefer those small spikes of fear over the moment in which she witnessed tsireya speeding back atop her ilu, a limp body draped in front of her. 

vi’ieo and fpai had just been discussing the whereabouts of their son in concerned, hushed tones when they heard the olo’eyktan’s daughter yell, “help! it is fali!”

nothing could prepare either parent for the rush of nausea and dread that flooded their bodies at those four words; if they weren’t thankful for ronal beforehand, they owed their lives to her. no mother wants to experience the unforgiving event that it the loss of a child.

not again, at least. not after they lost what was supposed to be their first baby girl just before she was born. 

but now… now fali was okay. or, getting to it, at least. he was alive, and he was healed, but he still hurt. every movement he made, everytime he attempted to go through with tasks that he used to consider as easy if not daily.

he couldn’t even walk to the edge of the shore and back without help from someone else.

after being raised the only child of his parents and the supposed older brother to tsireya and ao’nung ( and then eventually rotxo ), fali picked up so many subconscious habits. he was reliable, he was independent, he was strong. now he was reliant, dependent, weak. he didn’t feel like fali te auahi fpai’itan.

everybody around the healing na’vi felt his frustration. they felt this sadness, his mourning of who he used to be. they felt the anger that surged through his body at the limited movement his left arm and leg now possessed after the bullet just barely impacted his spine enough to cause mobility issues.

it hurt. it hurt him, it hurt them, it hurt everyone.

and fpai and vi’ieo also missed the child he used to be. the child he was before he grew up, the child he was before he became the warrior, the child he was before they let war touch him. before they let war hurt him. but, they would forever be grateful for his mere survival above all else.

while fali saw their perspective, while he recognized the blessing that was his life, he was so sick of it. he was so sick of being thankful, of being gracious for eywa. he wanted his life back! he wanted his arm and leg back! for all he knew, fali would never even see battle again — he would never see the thing that he spent his entire childhood training for.

an impressive warrior whose skills were wasted on an avatar’s stupid bullet.

while everyone else tried to push a positive perspective onto the angry and healing na’vi, [y/n] knew better. she knew that wasn’t an option — not based on his personality, at least.

was she happy he was still alive? well, of course! in fact, she often jumped awake in the middle of the night and pressed a hand to his chest from where she slept right next to him, checking that he was still breathing. checking that he was still there.

but, [y/n] could never expect him to share the same exact outlook that she did, and she could never pretend to understand what he was struggling with. that would just be a lie, and she could never lie to him. not to her love.

so, instead of trying to get him to rest every time he stood up, instead of stopping him before he limped out of the marui, she gave him a soft smile and a nod. and then, of course, a wink followed by words meant only to push buttons ( which would hopefully only motivate him to success ), “scream if you need anything.”

he would roll his eyes, waddle out, and after about five minutes, [y/n] would be outside the marui. her eyes would be caught on his figure in the distance, oftentimes leaned up against a tree or paused while trying to catch his breath.

sometimes, although her heart shattered the most during these moments, he would be paused with his makeshift cane in hand, back hunched as sobs echoed through the breeze.

but [y/n] knew better than to barge in. she knew that, as much as every part of her body and soul itched to go and help him — to insist that it would be okay — it was only up to fali to decide whether or not that would be true.

it was only once, though, that [y/n] came running to him.

he’d been walking, small grunts of frustration heard all the way from where [y/n] stood. her gaze was soft against his back full of tattoos, scars, and muscles that she knew all too well.

and then, in a split second, everything broke.

the na’vi before her let out a yell of fury before throwing his cane into the sand, knees shaking as he fell onto them. the soft, wet sand was imprinted with his weight, allowing him to dip an inch shorter. 

[y/n] feet started moving before her mind did, practically running down the wooden docks and through the sand. the squishy substance tickled between her toes at each new step, until eventually she strut right past the tearful na’vi and grabbed his cane.

she spun around on her heel, looking him right in the eye, and she extended her arm towards him. the long piece of drift wood he’d adapted to be his mobile assistant faced him in an offering.

but, just as fali reached up and attempted to take it from [y/n]’s hand, she pulled it away and threw it about ten feet to her right.

stunned, fali blinked at her. “[y/n],” he gasped, shocked. “what are you —”

“get up.”

[y/n] voice was solid, firm. authoritative. all of sudden, fali couldn’t take his glassy eyes away from her, jaw dropped in complete shock due to her attitude. what was she up to? “[y/n],” he tried again, voice soft and shallow due to the sobs that sat at the base of his throat.

she merely shook her head at her healing lover. “no,” she refused. “no, you’re going to get up.”

“i —” he paused, checking his words carefully. “[y/n], what are you doing?”

[y/n] locked his eyes, not once making an effort to assist him in any form. “i’m telling you to get up. get on your feet and walk.”

once more, fali opened his mouth, but this time… this time it shut in a pregnant bubble of silence. instead of arguing any more than he already had, he placed two hands on the ground and attempted to push upwards.

and then, just like that, fali was back in his own head. not once did he realize, as he pushed himself over the edge, that he wasn’t alone, and yet… for the first time ever since he started leaving every afternoon to try and make progress… he was finally able to do it.

by himself.

but he wasn’t by himself. [y/n] was there right next to him, words of encouragement flooding from her lips with every noise of desperation or anguish. everytime he even made a signal of falling back down, more words spilling right into his ears.

and soon, before he even knew it, he was standing. by himself.

and his arms were wrapped around the familiar body of [y/n]. the same warmth he adored every night. the same build that made him feel safe. the same na’vi that made him rethink every part of his life.

he could have never made it without her. anywhere. not just to a new point in his recovery, but he couldn’t have made it to the person he considered himself to be then.

fali without [y/n] would be the same arrogant na’vi that pushed ao’nung’s buttons. the same na’vi that made dumb decisions. the same na’vi who prided himself only on his abilities on the battlefield.

with [y/n], he finally realized there was so much more to himself than he ever knew or knew to recognize.

he pressed his face into [y/n]’s hair, the soft strands soaking up his salty tears of joy. his shoulder shook every so slightly, and fali could feel [y/n]’s own trembling body.

it’d been so difficult.

“i’ve been wanting to help, you know,” [y/n] sniffed into his chest. “i just knew it wouldn’t have helped. the last thing i wanted to do was make things more difficult.”

fali swallowed. “i know, yawne, i know.” his voice was quiet, barely above a whisper. he couldn’t manage to summon anything louder, for he was world this beauty of a reality would disintegrate into a dream.

“but,” she continued softly. “i also knew you needed to be open to help. help from me, help from your parents, help from everyone. you can’t do everything alone.”

fali paused, silence overcoming them as he thought. she was right, of course, but he hated that idea. he was already vulnerable with his injuries. the last thing he wanted was pity from anyone else.

“i just…” he trailed. “i’m scared.”

[y/n]’s heart broke, her breath hitching in her throat at the big confession. “that’s okay.” she looked upwards, eyes locking between the two. “it’s okay to be scared.”

“what if i don’t get better?” he admitted, tears creating shiny streaks against his blue cheeks. “what if this is it? what if i can’t fight anymore?”

and then, as shocking as  it was to fali, a laugh bubbled from [y/n]’s throat. he gave her a quizzical look and asked, “what’s funny?”

“well, it’d be fine by me, is all,” she admitted, a smile resting on her lips. “i like it better when i know you're safe and not at war.”

he couldn’t help but feel a smile rise to his own mouth as well. “well, you’d still be fighting.”

she gave him a look that read duh before continuing. “plus, if you do learn to lead the village from the interior… you could be at home.” she paused, shrugging. “if we ever wanted a family and all.”

fali paused, looking into her eyes deeply. suddenly, all he could feel was his stupid grin. “and you couldn’t stay home and care for the kids?” “we’d get a babysitter.”

fali let out a loud laugh, leaning his head down and kissing her square on the lips. “maybe eywa made a good decision.”

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[f-loqweres]

spread some love  💗

talk about your favourite mutuals and why you like them

hihi !! (i luv so many ppl help)

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[found-wings]

Thinking of how Phil wasn’t always the Angel of Death; how the title was bestowed on SMP Earth and persisted until now.

He loved Kristin beforehand, of course, loved and married her in his constant escapes from death’s gentle harbor. She found him surviving, stubbornly, in a world where death was permanent and took to him, an eagle to an aerie (/ref)- appeared to him, in various forms at different times and, once they became eachother’s forever more, she blessed him and his wings, black as nightfall and dotted with light just the same, to be her (one and only) most beloved seraph.

Then, on SMP Earth, all the power of the Antarctic Empire at Phil’s beck and call and free, at last, to fly again… it’s with Kristin’s touch at his back. He flew as he never had before, a comet in feather and flesh, and took viciously of the lives before him and basked in the vivacity of his connection to his goddess. It lingered like an addiction, an incentive to bare his teeth and draw his weapons, to fulfill this sudden purpose and newborn desire.

Now, on the QSMP, wings destroyed- his main connection to Kristin, gone- and experience having quieted his bloodlust, he finds himself taking solace in the violence. When he fights the monsters the Island throws at them, when he fights the codes- he lets that sensation rush over him, that belonging and bond to Death unbroken by the Federation.

When he spars with Etoiles? Well, he tries to keep it under wraps- he’s gotten good at that, with time- but every now and then he slips. He slips and a swing is too vindictive, and Etoiles sees the shadow of death behind Phil- the shadow of seraphic wings, poised to block out the very sun- and even when the moment passes, Etoiles finds naught but admiration all the more for his sparring partner.

They go another round.

~ 🐝

Finally responding to this properly and I‘m so RAAAAH I AM ON THE FLOOR

I am aggressively chewing the last sentence especially, it‘s so??? QKWKQNNW

" They go another round " hits so well with all of this and I‘m so not normal about it, PLEASE

I am so in love with how you describe things, from Phils time before the Antarctic Empire, wandering a lone world of where Death was meant to be the most terrifying thing for how permanent it was meant to be and yet it was the most fascinating & beautiful thing to Phil.

Death followed him everywhere he went, even while co-leading an entire Empire where his connection to Death was more out there than ever - especially when you have a best friend who is not scared of Death, instead willingly embracing the path just the same.

All the way up to ending up on an Island that finds ways to cut his connection, but not entirely. Never entirely, because when Death isn‘t following Phil, then Phil is following Death.

Those closest to him recognise when Phils swings aim to be deadly, though it was never aimed maliciously or serious at any islander - usually only for fun with the now lack of a limited life for him.

Yet with Etoiles, he slips.

He finds comfort in his sparring sessions with Etoiles, finding himself back to his Antarctic roots, so it’s almost natural when he lets Death guide him - and Etoiles lives for it, does nothing but admire it with the slightest of hopes of seeing Phil let entirely loose like that with him.

RAAAAH THEMM

#I am so normal about THEM AAAAA #🐝 anon I am rattling you intensely JAJAJAJ #ALSO AGGRESSIVELY RATTLING THE REFERENCE #qsmp #🐝 anon #winged.rambles

[wellthebardsdead]

Lucien: Wait- Flynt you fought in the Great War? For the empire I hope.

Flynt: mm… *keeps walking*

Taliesin: Lucien please don’t press him you won’t like were this is going.

Lucien: I? What? Why not? *hurries after Flynt* What rank were you in? Why have you never mentioned any of your accolades? I’ve seen how well you fight now surely you were unstoppable then! Oh did you lose your eye sight in battle-

Flynt: *turns and glares in his direction* SHHUT UP!!!

Taliesin: Flynt it’s alright calm down-

Flynt: N-N-NO! I WROST! EVERYHING FOR TH-THEMM! AN THEY FORGO ABOU ME!!! *now getting even angrier because his tongue won’t allow him to say what he wants to*

Taliesin: Flynt. *steps between him and Lucien ushering the dragonborn away* I told you to leave it Lucien…

Lucien: …I’m sorry…

*That evening*

Lucien: *sitting alone by the fire, Flynt, Kai & Inigo all asleep*

Taliesin: *sits beside him quietly* …The thalmor captured him when he was on the front lines… They, blinded him, cut his tongue. And sent him back as a threat to the empire. But by the time he got back, the concordat was signed, the front lines abandoned… he’d been declared dead, got no pension. No honours… he was a war hero and the empire just forgot he existed… he sold all his possessions just to survive and spent the last few years before meeting us begging… he was particularly upset about his sword though… *looks at the young imperial* I know you have a high opinion on the empire and their armies, your mothers a captain after all… But they hurt him just as badly as the thalmor did…

Lucien: I didn’t know… I should have listened to you I was just, I was hoping maybe he might have seen my mother fighting in her heyday… I never meant to hurt him.

Taliesin: I know. Just try to be more understanding in the future if you can, I might not be able to stop him from kneecapping you next time~

Lucien: *laughs a little as an idea goes off in his head* hm…

*a few weeks later*

Flynt: *opens the door to breezehome hearing the courier outside* Hi?

Courier: ah good morning! I got some mail for you, let’s see here, there’s a museum opening up in dawnstar. Someone enquiring about able bodied fighters to wrangle some goats away from a giant who stole them and, a package for a Mr Lucien Flavius. It’s got a bit of heft to it too. *hands the bosmer the package and letters*

Flynt: *takes it with ease* Th-tha-nnk you. *nods his head and closes the door* Lou! Maill.

Lucien: Oh good! I was hoping she got my letter! *hurries over taking it and quickly unwrapping it to find her letter and smiling tearfully* … Ehem. I, Captain Lyra Flavius, Here by present with great pride, this badge of honour and service to Mr Flynt Hollowfoot, for his excellence and bravery on the front lines of battle. And it is with deepest sympathy and sorrow I extend my personal apologies on behalf of the legion for his injuries at the hands of the aldmeri dominion, and the neglect followed by our own hands… *wiped his eyes* Thank you, for looking after my son despite all you have been through, soldier. Long live the empire. *sets the letter down and unwraps the rest of the parcel revealing a very old and battle worn glass sword* I? A sword? But-

Flynt: *standing there in shock unable to believe he was finally remembered by the empire, only just snapping out of it as he sniffs the air recognising the smell* my?… windchime?… *steps forward holding out his hands*

Lucien: Your-… *sees the name scribed on the scabbard, Hollowfoot* Oh Flynt. This is your sword! My mother found your sword!!

Flynt: *takes hold of it and hugs it tight* m-my windchime… sh-she foun it… I’m remembere-d… *reaches out his hand and feels for lucien before hugging him* th-thannk you L-lou…

Lucien: *hugs him back* don’t mention it friend… oh there’s more in the packag- sweet merciful stendarr. *picks up a bag of gold bigger than his head, shakes it so the bosmer can hear*

Flynt: …Dinner on me at tavern…

#Flynt dragonborn #Bosmer dragonborn #skyrim taliesin #Lucien skyrim #skyrim

[theinkbunny]

☽ (OOC): HEY INK UH BIG QUESTION TO YOU AND YOUR FOLLOWERS THAT KNOW TAIKO

Uhh

Should I-

Should I make an ask blog for Mastwr Bachio?

With art for the answers to the asks??

Please answer I needa know-

ABSOLUTELY YOU SHOULD

MAKE THE DRUM STICKS

MAKE THEMM

#taiko no tatsujin #rhythm games #ask

[inthe-afterglows]

this ask has been a long long time due cause your fics have been my major source of comfort ever since i found them so this is gonna be a super long rant and im not even sorry cause your fics deserve all the appreciation and im so glad they exist. alsoo, hiiiii can i please have an eternity to scream about how every one of them is this overall total brilliance and love-packed masterpiece!????? your writing is incredible, like on every mortal and supernatural plane that exists.

"tis the damn season"??? I SPENT AN HOUR TEXTING MY BEST FRIEND AFTER I READ IT ABOUT HOW I WANT MY OWN PERSONAL LILY EVANS OR JAMES POTTER THE WAY YOU WRITE THEM (to quote red white and royal blue, "bisexuality is truly a rich and complex tapestry") but seriously, your lily and james are so in love and its so fucing lovely and giddy and just present in every word, reading them feels like listening to a song taylor wrote about joe, or one they wrote together, like "yes i want that kind of love" which brings me to the next thing i need to scream about, THE TAYLOR SWIFT REFERENCES, just when i thought your stories couldn't get more perfect, we get the bumping in hometown and lily wearing a CARDIGAN to meet james from her parents house and even the other james and betty and augustine and william bowery's refrence too and the references in the proposal????? fucking golden.

alsooo i dont even know what to say about the orchestred coincidences universe series except for AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. unorchestrated surprises is top of my list of reads for a rainy day, it felt like being drowned in fluff and cuteness and i loved every fucking moment of it. james's parents and jily's friends and how you even made the dreaded petunia and vernon dinner so funn. and the whole plot and cuteness of orchestred coincidences was amazing, literally everything- how they met and then following each all over Europe and he played "love story" for lily (!!!!!!!!!) and their rambling voicemails, such great material for sirius's best man speech istg. also i absolutely loved lily standing up against petunia's bullshit in both of themm.

andd "illicit affairs" was an emotional rollercoaster that I'd take happily any dayy, the way you wrote all those little elements of the song into the fic, the dont call me kid, dont call me baby and you know damn well i would ruin myself and parking lots and like the subtler more emotional ones, "You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else" and "You showed me colors You know I can't see with anyone else" were just so perfectly potrayed in the lily's feelings that it honestly made me cry.

im convinced that everything you write is literary genius at this point. the oneshots only prove that more cause honestlyy "say you wont let go" (once again kudos on your music taste and the fic? so adorable i could cry) and "between the aisles" (that made my dayy and i literally danced when saw the notific in my inbox) and "the girl in the ivy house" !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i realise that im literally word vomitting right now but i cant go without screaming about "at the beginning" because holy fuckkk, its like all the most interesting troupes everrrr in one!??? like anastasia au + outlander au + childhood bestfriends + a war period era fic + royalty and memory loss? just WOWWW. i literally love it so so much i can not tell you enough, Thursdays are marked on my calendar and i love the updates and the cliffhangers are torture but i love them too. james' and lily's dynamic in your writing never fails to take my breath away and with atb that was all the more true. also, when lily played "dream a little, dream of me" i loveed it so much, i just pictured her singing it like the kina grannis version and definitely went awww on how james humed it later when they danced!! the mystery is so good and the plot with lilliana evander and the order and time travelling is everything. cant wait for the next one and im honestly ready to jump into the fic and punch voldy moldy and his death eater cronies if they hurt james and rem.

i haven't read "amateurs at war" yet but safe to say that im gonna ramble in your asks when i do. and ahh speaking of which, im sorry for rambling on for so fucking long, i just really hope you know that you're a truly brilliant writer and paint magic with your words and your fics are appreciated so much

i don't even know where to start because this is making me cry (in the best way) and will forever be crying at "your writing is incredible, like on every mortal and supernatural plane that exists" :') :') This whole ask is so touching I'm just :') and please, come ramble in my asks anytime because I will totally ramble right back at you so strap in for a long response!!!

It makes me so happy that you like my James and Lily enough to text your BFF for an HOUR about it!! Like AGAJHDJASDLKJ and thank you for your appreciation of the Taylor Swift references!!! They were some of my favs to work in :):) Also tho, if Lily isn't wearing a cardigan at some point is it even a taylor swift au???? because like 'standing in your cardigan, kissing in my car again'

Sirius' best man speech would've been equal parts epic and embarrassing for them both ahahahhaha Fluff and cuteness was basically my whole vibe when writing these fics!! I'm so glad you liked James' parents because that bit was one of my absolute favourite pieces to write and yes the dinner with Petunia and Vernon as well ;) And I'm so happy you mentioned the rambling voicemails!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was just trying to give illicit affairs it's due respect because it's one of my favs and hearing you talk about how you think I portrayed all the emotions in the song so well has me so soft right now!!

"im convinced that everything you write is literary genius at this point" actually deceased after reading this!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! <3 <3 And so so excited that you've even read my older fics!! The Girl In The Ivy House and Say You Won't Let Go will always hold such a soft spot in my soul for me so beyond happy that you liked them!!! And you danced when Between the Aisles came out?????? Again SO SOFT RN!!!

ATB does have a lot of troupes I just hope I'm pulling them off!! Thursdays are marked on your calendar??? *insert heart eyes x100000* AHHHH so so happy you liked the Dream A Little Dream Of Me part!!! It was one of my favs to write!! I know I'm the writer but can I also jump in with you to punch out Voldy and his cronies? Pls & thx. Don't wanna say too much because spoilers but I hope you enjoy the rest as much as you've enjoyed the start!!!!

Please don't be sorry for rambling in my asks!! This literally made my entire day/week/month/year/decade/century!! <3 <3 <3

#natanswers

[profounddestinycherryblossom]

Really cool tumbler please follow themm

#decor

[konigsblog]

could you please reconsider your tagging practices? you are tagging your posts with a lot of the cod tags ofc, but I'm specifically following certain ships and coming across reader inserts that don't feature that ship in those tags feels wrong (see ghostsoap for the latest one). not trying to be an ass about it, but tags are supposed to help filter the content we want to find after all so mentioning stuff that isn't relevant to the post is unhelpful.

sosos sorry, i dont read them sometimes and accidentally click on ones i dont mean to hit, i just don't end up noticing what im touching but ill try not to click themm next time

#orla speaks

[popquizhot-shot]

Jealousy-Pin Hawthorne x reader

This is Part-1

Requested-Nope

Warnings- Jealousy? Insecurity, wanting to stab someone, sad reader, sad Pin, language, death of a horse (not graphic. part of backstory), this is a bit dramatic for a Free Rein fic. not proofread.

A/n- This is a self-indulgent fic and does not follow the timeline of the show, i’m pretty sure I don’t know what I’m doing.

Summary- Y/n is jealous of Zoe

Tag: @thatfangirl42​

Damn her, damn her for being so perfect. Damn her for getting everything you ever wanted.

Damn her for taking away Pin, your best friend.

Damn her for taking away Raven, the only thing that reminded you of Diana.

Damn Zoe Philips.

Flashback

It seemed as if the world stopped moving.

Your mare, Diana broke her leg.

She had to be put down.

“ Y/n, we have to.” Pin said, “ Diana is in too much pain, do this for her.”

You couldn’t, how could you? The black mare was the one thing that made you happy. She was the sweetest, most loving creature, even Raven liked her, and he hated everybody.

Pin knew how much you loved Diana, and how much she loved you. It broke his heart, because not only was he devastated over Diana, he knew how much she meant to you. You never had the best relationship with your parents, so you decided to come here, to live with your relatives. Diana was there for you, she made you laugh, she’d chew your hair, and she trusted you, more than anyone.

“ Pin, I can’t! She can’t die! She won’t! She’ll heal and we’ll all be fine.” you replied.

Sighing, he came over you and took your hand.

“ Y/n, Diana is in pain, if you love her, you have to let her go, I’m so sorry Y/n/n. Please do this for her. Relieve her from her pain.” 

Sobbing, you nodded and he pulled you into a hug.

“ Shhh, cry all you want sweetheart. Let it all out. Everything’s going to be alright.” he kissed your head.

~~

Pin helped you get over Diana’s death, bit by bit. He introduced you to a new horse Shadowfax. That was when you realized you loved him.

You thought he loved you too, after all, he was closest to you. Always defended you from Mia, you both always rode together, and he liked having you around.

How wrong you were.

Everything changed the day Zoe found Raven.

Raven, who liked you the most, went and bonded with Zoe. 

Pin seemed to hate her at first. But you saw the was he looked at her when he thought no one noticed. 

You thought you could physically hear your heart break.

So you distanced yourself. From Pin, from your relatives. From Becky and Jade. 

You only focused on riding. 

~~

“ Y/n’s acting strange lately. Have you noticed Becky?” Jade asked her best friend as they were hosing down Bob.

“ I’ve noticed Jade, we should talk to her.” Becky agreed

“ She’s been getting better and better at riding everyday. She’s going to make the under-18 team. I bet you.” Jade nodded towards you, who was practicing , “ and she’s not talking to Pin either. I found that so strange! They’re so close! and Pin really likes her!”

“ Let’s talk to her after she finished practicing.” Becky suggested.

“  Yes, let’s.”

~~

“ Well, that didn’t go well at all.” Becky grumbled.

“ Agreed.” Jade replied.

You gave short answers and when they prodded you, you snapped at themm clearly angry.

“ Pin’s the only one who’ll be able to talk to her.” Jade said.

“ What’s up guys?” Zoe came up to them.

“ Y/n.” they said in unison.

“ Oh. what happened?”

“ She’s not talking to any of us.” Becky explained.

“ Yeah, I found it weird. Pin keeps talking to me about her, he’s getting worried. She won’t talk to him.”

“ He needs to go talk to her!” Jade exclaimed, “ I can’t see my friend like this! She’s only focusing on riding, tiring herself out everyday and not talking to any f us!”

“ Pin needs to talk to her! I ship them so much! I can’t let that ship sail!” Becky groaned.

“ Becky! Jade! Calm down. I’ll talk to Pin and tell him to talk to Y/n.”

~~

God, you wanted to stab Zoe, like just lodge a knife in her stomach and watch the-

“Woah! Getting a little ahead of myself there!” you said to yourself. But what else was there to do.

You felt bad for snapping at Becky and Jade and wanted to go apologize to them. So you made your way to the stables and there you found Pin..and Zoe.

They seemed to be talking quite seriously and Zoe looked around before whispering something in his ear.

You couldn’t take it.

Head up, chin out and fighting back tears, you walked past them to Shadowfax’s stable to tack him up. 

“ Shit.” Pin whispered.

“ Go! Talk to her!” Zoe pushed him towards you.

Taking a deep breath, Pin made his way to you.

“ Hey Y/n/n.” he said, coming to pet Shadowfax.

“ Hi.” you reply.

“ Are you okay? You’ve been distant lately.” 

“ I’m fine, thank you for asking. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go practice.” you lead your horse out and quickly made your way to the training area. (i don’t what it’s called).

Pin followed you and took your hand, you pulled away and didn’t look at him, missing the hurt on his face.

“ Shouldn’t you be with Zoe?” you ask him, voice bitter.

“ Zoe? Is this what all this is about?”

“ Like I said Hawthorne, I have to go practice. Good day.” you walked away..

“ Dammit!’ Pin shouted after you left.

~~

After your practice and rubbing down Shadowfax, you made your way to the cafe. You were pushing yourself a bit too much, and walked home tired and on the verge of fainting everyday.

You went inside to find Becky at the register. Good, you still wanted to apologize to her.

“ Hey Becky!” you call out, making her eyebrows go up.

“..Hey Y/n.” she replies.

“ I just wanted to say, I’m really sorry for how I snapped earlier. I don’t know what’s gotten into me these days. I hope you can forgive me.” you apologize.

Becky smiles before reaching out and giving you a small hug from across the counter.

“ I forgive you, now lemme get you a cupcake.” 

~~

“  I just want to know, why are you not talking to us anymore? What have we done? What have I don-”

“ Pin! Stop talking to yourself in the mirror and come down! I need your help with dinner!”

“S-sorry coming dad!” Pin yells and runs down to the kitchen.”

-----

“Y/n, please just tell us!” Jade coaxes.

Clenching your jaw, you refuse to look at them. They started prodding you with questions again and you almost snapped at them.

“ Please, we just want to know what’s going on with our best friend.” Becky puts her hands on your shoulders,

“ Me?” you scoffed, “ isn’t Zoe your best friend.”

Becky glanced at Jade.

There, That’s the reason

“ Y/n, we like Zoe a lot, but she could never replace you. You’re our best friend too! and Zoe’s really nice, but she isn’t you, no one is . We love you!” Jade hugged you from behind.

Tears start forming in your eyes and you hastily blink them away.

“ I’m so sorry. I was such a bitch to both of you.” you hold their hands.

“ Hey, it’s ok, we forgive you.” they sandwich you in a hug.

~~

“ So, what’s the deal with Y/n? She isn’t coming over anymore?” Ted asked Pin,

“ I don’t know dad, she isn’t talking to me, she just glares at me and tells me to go play with Zoe instead of wasting my time.” Pin grumbles.

Ted starts chuckling, clearly understanding what’s going on.

“ Dad, why are you laughing?” Pin questions, unamused.

“ Oh son.” Ted gasps, “ you’re so oblivious.”

“ What do you mean?”

“ Pin, Y/n likes you, and she’s jealous. The same way you were jealous of how much time she spent with Marcus, she’s jealous of the how much time you spend with Zoe. Go now. Talk to her.”

“ What?” Pin asks, a little stunned.

“ Go Pin!” Ted shoves him out.

~~

“ I was jealous, I thought that you didn’t want to be around me anymore. I thought you preferred Zoe and I wouldn’t be surprised, she is lovely. But the truth is, I love you Pin, god I love you.”

“ You know, if you want to practice confessing your love, it’s best not to do it where someone else can hear it.” Marcus’s voice comes from behind you.

“ Oh shit.”

#freddy carter x reader #pin hawthorne x reader #Free Rein #marcus x reader #free rein fic #Echo actually writes

[hotgirlstiles]

do u wanna share any fic recs

YES I DO......!!!!!! and here they are!!!!!!! full of sterek goodness and maybe some stiles char study cause hes my baby (": (thank u for indulging my insanity!!!!!!!)

keep it together aka my fav fucking fic ever.. this is the only sterek fic that exists to me. its so so so good and i love everyone and everything

ok literally everyone has a fav isthatbloodonhisshirt fic but i have two because im insane. one is it's not pretend when it's real, the fake relationship one because it has so so many good lines and my fav line is "it started being a little less ‘just in case’ and a little more ‘please don’t leave.’" ! i'll probably include my fav lines cause those r the ones i bookmark with hehe. my second fav one is by any other name (i will always feel the same) aka the old guard au (': just so heartaching and beautiful and my fave lines are "but it wouldn’t be one moment. sese, one with him isn’t enough! i want all of it. / one moment, theodoros. you can have one moment. it’s enough. with him, it’s enough." WHICH IS JUST SO FUCKING CRAZY! once u reach these lines in the fic. dear god. i was actually crying at 2pm while waiting for my dough to rise when i was reading this. it was amazing

binomial coefficients aka the cutest fucking highschool au AND derek fell first which is literally (clenches fist) wow.. "it's always about you." is my fav lkine which is so corny. and derek said it cause hes so corny. nerd.

don't know what i'm supposed to do (haunted by the ghost of you) is so ): stiles sees dead people/ghosts and guess what! he sees talia! its so good! i love it dearly! i love rereading this cause i love stiles and the author wrote him so nicely

in case the daylight never comes is my fav s3a fix it (": it has AMAZING scott characterization AND the cutest stiles scott and derek relationship .. <3 i always giggle cause theres this line where scott goes "as the true alpha" and stiles and derek mock him for it like "there he go again" .. huhuhu its so fucking cute i love this fic dearly

carry on is such a good pick me up if u wanna read hale pack and shenanigans i read it when i wanna cry cause its so good and funny and the best What Couldve Been..........

seafoam and sunshine .. merman stiles (": what more can you want from me. hehe

love like ghosts OK> djifhihjesfjieka im gonna cry this is a fic where derek sees laura and talia yearly as ghosts and idk. he just spends time with them and i cried so hard reading this its so beautiful. im glad they thought of this i like to think its canon

growing. this is a stiles char study abt his hair and what it means that hes growing it out ): its really short but i love studies where its abt stiles and his relationship w his hair (there r more but i cant find themm!!! T__T)

all you have is your fire (and the place it needs to reach) this is one of my faves (": spark stiles and how he grows into it. its a fix it from the start where laura is alive and theyre all a happy family.. i really really love this and how they wrote stiles gwaaaah! my fav line from this is "these moments stick to his lips, like dry lips to a straw, tasting of sugar and sweat. (these moments rest between his ribs)" which is just. WOW!

that's no moon which is a stupid fic that i fucking love so much omfg,. nothing literally happens its just scott helpibng stiles with his Journey To Sexuality and its so funny and stupid and idk. dereks there. hes just there. i read and love this more for the sciles relationship (":

werewolf love songs, vol. 1 is a famous fic but im still including it.. nyehehe i love the stiles here hehehe i love the dialogue and the stupidness. my fav monster of thr week fic!

if i followed you home is so good tooo!!! they meet in new york pero stiles sees the death of laura )-: its still really good ! my bookmark says "well then. i love you. everywhere." and i am 80 percent sure derek is the one who says that omg

THIS IS THE ONLY TIME ILL INCLUDE A HUMAN AU BUT POELASRSJKBGKSHEDB THIS ONE. THIS IS THE ONE!! Is That a Gun In Your Pocket Or...That's a Gun In Your Pocket !!!!! hitman derek who is so in love with stiles!!! ITS SO CRAZY I JUST LOVE IN LOVE DEREK GEHEHEH this has derek reciting spanish poetry to stiles bro. what more can you want. as my bookmark says, "i made you a mix CD. you recite pablo neruda. we’re pretty much terminally gone on each other." GAAAHHHH

another merman stiles fic!!! no oceans left i think this is THE stiles merman fic! i love this so much! its more of a char study which i really really love. i love stiles and his relationship w his mother (-': my bookmark says, "it’s different when you’ve had something your whole life. / well, i’ll always look at you and see a three year old looking back. and a six year old. and a ten year old." and the second one is something the sheriff tells stiles and it makes me cry. i love that line so so much it makes my heart ache

bake to remember, eat to forget is SO FUCKING GOOD!!!!!!!!!! i havent seen this in any fic recs (me feeling special with a fic with 98k hits omfg) but its so. fucking good. everyone is alive except theres a TWIST!!!!!!!!!!! i love it so much i was confused at first but it. is. so. fucking. worth. it!!!!!!! my bookmark helpfully provides: "there’s no moving on. you’re it for me, stiles. you’re my endgame." (":

somewhere to start is an arranged marriage au wahuhu it has fae stiles!! i love the little story abt sheriff and mama stilinski at the start <3 (": its sosos good i love this i always reread this <3 my bookmark says "of course. i’ll keep you safe, from everything. / being lonely with derek wouldn’t be the worst thing at all." gweheheh

atonement is post-nogitsune stiles ): its really. heartaching. and more of a char study and its just. god. i love reading post-nogitsune stiles. my bookmark is "no one’s fault. not his, not yoshiko’s or the oni’s, not anyone but the nogitsune’s." which is really, gaaah.

GAAAAHHH THIS ISNT ANY ROMANTIC FIC its a sciles growing up thingy. dude, bro has ftm stiles and his journey with it and how scott helped him throughout the ugly parts of lifew.. i fucking love this so much it makes me cry when i think about it. my bookmark says "scott doesn’t settle for “most.”" which is (":

if i were you is a bodyswap fic with allison and stiles huhuhu............. its so funny and so cute i love it so much ):

wolf pack: beacon original is so good too.. it has hale pack ANDDD alive laura!! theyre in a motorcycle club! i love that cause my family used to be in one! ehehehe i love it sm its so nice

darling, dearest, dead PLEASE. this is the fucking,. the one. a fic. this fic. dear fucking god. stiles is so fucking weird and beautiful im so obsessed with him. this is the stiles in my mind i think. if theres a fic to describe all my interests in one. this is it. my bookmark literally says it all: "“i’d possess you,” stiles says, like this is a grand romantic gesture."

what's a secret identity? its just derek as superman. thats it,. im obsessed with it

thats all. bwahahahaha maybe ill make another list im on a hunt for good stiles character studies (": i love stiles! i hope you enjoy these fics i tried not to list the common ones but yes! stiles! scott! derek! wow!

#answered #its so long!!!! i hope you get to read them and like some!!!!!!!!!!! #sterek #see im tagging this as that for everyone./... Youre welcome. joke #also i just know tumblr will fuck up the links so just open it on chrome and remove the href thingy before the ACTUAL link /:

[krabmeat]

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𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚕 𝚡 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚛!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 (𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌)

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: Karl(Isaac), Ranboo(Charles), Dream(Ranbob), BadBoyHalo(Benjamin), Quackity(Cletus)

𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: they/them

𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: brief mention of suggestive content, death, murder, explosions, glass breaking, cursing, weapons, water

𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎:

I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS HOLY CRAP!!! firstly, welcome "bee anon" (bee/avian/hive/bottles) to my account! its lovely to have you here and thank you so much for the request! i hope this adds up to what you imagined and i hope you stick around! :]]

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The In-Between. Any entity that normally roamed around there knew the place well. If you visited there, you visited often. Karl regularly roamed around the in between. The only face he saw there was his. Karl’s from different timelines traveled to the In-Between as well, but ever since he had found those ominous books that told him to steer clear of the “alternate Karl’s”, that’s exactly what he did. So seeing a new face there while roaming the brick-white palace startled him.

The stranger didn’t even get the chance to introduce themselves when Karl briskly grabs them by the arm and starts running to the room under the tree. 

“Woah-! Wait are you-“

But before the mystery person can finish their sentence, Karl cuts them off as quickly as possible.

“SSHHHH! Please hold on a second, I’ll let you know when you can talk.”

The mystery person nods and stays silent as they make their way under the big tree.

Once they arrive, Karl flops to the ground exhausted from the running.

“It’s the safest down here, no one can see what we’re doing. But that’s besides the point! Who the heck are you and how did you get here?!”

The mystery person slides down against the wall and onto the floor besides him. They think for a second, trying to recall how they had arrived. 

“I’m Y/n, I’m a time traveler and somehow I got HERE instead of the place I was planning on going to. I was walking around and I saw a bunch of the alternate versions of you around the place but I figured that if one of them were to- yknow, drag me away and under the tree, that’d be the one I’d need to talk to that isn’t a fake.” 

Karl nods in understanding before he realizes. 

“Wait- how did you know about the safety room being under the tree? Or the ‘alternate’ me’s not actually being from other realities?”

Y/n looks at Karl with a deadpan expression and leans back into the wall. They swing their arms out in front of them for dramatic effect.

“Well duh, I have an in between! You aren’t the only one, yknow. Did you get a bunch of those creepy, contradicting books from all around the place? The one that told me the useful information was in all caps, and the other one was talking about how great the place is and constantly used smiles. Not the traditional one though, like, it used the brackets instead of the parenthesis.”

Karl shoots up in surprise, they had gotten those too?! He was never aware that there were other time travelers that existed, let alone were able to get into other peoples in between! He nods, eager to ask them questions.

“So, where were you planning on going? You said you didn’t mean to come here, right?”

Y/n nods, remembering where they were trying to go previously.

“Yeah! I forgot the name, but I know that it’s some place underwater. An abandoned city or something. Enough about me though, one of the main reasons we both time travel is to tell stories, right? So tell me about the places you’ve been! Also, what’s your name? You got mine but I never got yours.”

“Ah, right- I’m Karl-!”

Karl turned around and flipped up his hoodie to show his light gray initials embedded onto the white hoodie. Y/n had a long, white robe with vine-like accents on the hems. The ends of the sleeves had Y/n’s initials on them as well.

“Well… the first place I’ve ever visited was this place I like to call….’The Town That Went Mad’! Ever play the video game ‘Town Of Salem’? It was basically that and I was like the host of it, sorta.”

Karl proceeded to explain the different personas and people to Y/n, there were people like Cornelius the Wise, Helga, Miles Memeington, Mayor Jimmy- Helgas husband, Robin the Orphan, Bob (he’s a builder, yknow), Catboy (very deep voice, no one knows why but it’s a strange contrast to the ears and tail. Mutant or furry??), and Jack the Farmer. He explained from how the orphan had tricked the entire town that he was a murderer when he was instead the Jester, to explaining what the word “dunderhead” meant in Helgas context after explaining how she ruthlessly and openly got her husband executed and then soon proceeded to sleep with Bob. 

Both of them were crying tears of laughter, listening and recalling their own stories. By the time Karl had finished telling his story, Y/n was on the ground wheezing from how funny they thought the story was.

“And your telling me they all just, DIED?! That’s so anticlimactic, I love it!”

It’s been maybe 3 hours or so of them discussing stories and laughing. As much as these two travel across the fabrics of the universe, they would have never imagined being able to finally tell someone about their travels and experiences! 

Y/n then started talking about a Sky Dynasty that lived up in the clouds in a kingdom called The Kingdom Of Synnefa. When they had dropped in, they would have fallen straight through the clouds if a kind man by the name of Galen hadn’t found them hanging off a building ledge for their dear life! Galen let Y/n drop into his wagon and he took them to get Skywalkers, shoes specifically make for walking on clouds. 

Y/n had then explained how a very old looking man who looked to be a pig hybrid approached them, asking them if they were new. Apparently the old pig man was the guardian of the Grand Library, saying how he adored the Kingdoms Greek history and fables. The funny part is that his name is Icarus, a very unfortunate demise that Icarus had in the past but apparently that was a sensitive subject for Icarus and he would get very upset if anyone brought it up.

Another 3 hours went by of this time Y/n telling their stories of their travels to The Kingdom Of Synnefa! Both Karl and Y/n were having a wonderful time chatting with one another about both the confusing rivalries between the carnivores and herbivores of the kingdom, as well as how the kingdom was slowly dying due to the mass amounts of pollution damage the “ground dwellers” have been inflicting on The Kingdom Of Synnefa.

Soon though, Y/n had to jump into their next travels- as well as Karl. They said their goodbyes to each other, both obviously upset about having to stop the fun and interesting chat. 

“Look, when I leave I’ll figure out how I got in, okay? If I don’t figure it out, it’s been a real pleasure Karl Jacobs. Anyways, off to the abandoned water city I go!” 

Karl nods and waves his hands frantically at them, eager and hopeful for Y/n to visit him again. 

“See ya around Y/n!”

Y/n then proceeds to take out a small book and pen from inside their robe. They open it and quickly scribble something down before closing it and putting away. Y/n gives Karl a last friendly smile before disappearing in a snap. Before that, they manage to give him one last message.

“Hopefully!”

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Isaac wakes up in his bed by the sea docks. Meeting what seems to be his friends and roommates, Benjamin, Cletus, Charles and Monroe. Distant arguing can be heard from the docks. One of the voices sound oddly more familiar than the others to Isaac. Isaac walks over to the dock and finds two people arguing. 

“What’s going on here? Why are you guys arguing so early in the morning!”

The two people stand up and point at each other.

“MONROE DOESNT GIVE ME BACK THE F*CKING FISHING ROD!”

“BECAUSE THE LAST TIME YOU CAUGHT A FISH YOU KILLED IT, CLETUS!”

Monroe? Their voice sounds oddly similar to someone else’s, but Isaac can’t quite put his finger on it. He looks down ignoring the minor situation, when he sees a small leather book- then it clicks. Monroe is Y/n! But before Isaac confronts Monroe (Y/n), he picks up the small leather book. It isn’t the one that Y/n had when they left Karl’s In-Between, but it instead had what looked like the directions and coordinates for The Lost City Of Mizu!

“CHARLES! GET THE F*CK OVER HERE SO YOU CAN GUIDE US TO THESE COORDS!!”

Charles walks out of the shared dockside house alongside Benjamin, I hand him the book and start heading for the boats when Monroe stops me. They whisper loud enough so that I can only hear.

“Karl? Is that you?”

“Y/n?! You recognize me!”

We get on the same boat while the others get on theirs as well, and set off following Charles to The Lost City Of Mizu.

“Okay first, we call each other Isaac and Monroe, okay? Don’t break character.”

“I don’t even know HOW I remember! Usually I don’t until I leave!”

“Well that doesn’t matter right now, just try to act like Isaac and not Karl.”

And that’s what they did. Karl was Isaac and Y/n was Monroe. 

Once they found The Lost City Of Mizu, they met a man named Ranbob. Ranbob was the last resident of the city, and offered to show the group around. Rooms and rooms of full on history! It was like a huge museum filled with information of a place Ranbob called The Dream SMP, and Karl and Y/n were eating it up. Ranbob had suddenly disappeared, but the group didn’t pay much mind of it as they were trying to get into the Tree Dome. 

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The Tree Dome room was as marvelous as it was big. The tree was absolutely beautiful, and was also the supply of oxygen for the now abandoned city- though the tree still looks to be thriving tremendously. The group spots a chest on the tree and nominates Cletus to go and retrieve it. Branch after branch and he’s finally up there! But soon after fallen and blown into oblivion because in suddenly appears Ranbob with loads and loads on TNT. Placing it all around the tree and the room, all he says is

“No one survives when they come here.”

And 

BOOM!

He sets off the TNT in the tree, Cletus. Before he died, Cletus luckily tossed the group the book he essentially died for so before reading it, the group ran out of the room and shut the iron doors.

The rest of the group had also found a book that had a key to a “Secret Room”, and very soon after they were making they’re way down a certain “Secret Room” only to be met with another book and a room to the side full of lava parkour. Apparently the last person to try and make it past the lava parkour failed, but they know the key or next clue HAS to be there, so Benjamin is nominated to do the lava parkour, failing and falling into the lava on the final step. Bravely after watching his friend die, Isaac (Karl) decides he’s gonna take a go at the parkour, and succeeds! He gets the key and directions to the final room before they can escape and heads to the final room with Monroe and Charles.

The final room is...strange, to say the least. Black brick walls and flooring, the walls lined with diamond armour and weapons. At the end of the small hallway rested what looked like a terrarium. One of the walls were made of glass so they could look in, and what they saw wasn’t what they were expecting. A normal flat biome with grass blocks, a mini cave in the corner that had a few gold ores in it if you looked hard enough, and the strangest of all was the statue of a looming, smiling, green figure in the very center. 

“Everyone had a person they idolized.”

Ranbob suddenly appears, interrupting the 3 taking in the room.

“Ranbob? Dude what the f*ck?!”

Y/n reaches for one of the diamond axes lining the wall, when suddenly Ranbob unsheathes a netherite sword. 

“Don’t touch anything.”

That’s enough to get Y/n to back up from both the weapons AND Ranbob. 

“How are you even here? We thought you DIED!”

But Ranbob didn’t seem to be bothered nor wanted to be bothered by such minuscule questions, and instead walked towards the glass of the terrarium. 

“This is my idol. His name is Dream.”

“Was he a good person..?”

Karl questioned hesitantly. He didn’t wanna anger or irritate Ranbob after seeing what he said to Y/n.

“Hmm, yes, he’s a good person. Depending on what you think.”

Karl walks up to the glass and shatters an opening with his elbow. He, Charles and Y/n step into the terrarium, observing the statue and its habitat more closely. But they didn’t get the chance to say much more. Ranbob unsheathes his sword for the last time, trapping everyone inside the terrarium. 

“No one makes it out alive.”

GASP!

“What the- where are we?”

…

“Y/n…? Y/n! Your back!”

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“Abomination”, Ch. 17

  Narvuk ran his hand over the crystalline monolith, watching as soulfire danced under its surface. "Zivath, can you scan these? Perhaps there's something about them that makes them... special." She nodded her shell and a blue cone of light shone out, encompassing the statues one after the other.

  "Looks like standard molecular structure, only real difference is a small amount of... wait, that can't be right." Zivath shook her shell and re-scanned one of the statues as Narvuk cocked his head at her. "I'm getting trace amounts of sterile neutrinos in these!" She flitted over to her Guardian, who looked puzzled. "Right, sorry. Sterile neutrinos are normally found near sites of Taken activity."

  The implications dawned on Narvuk, and he stepped closer to the statue, laying his hand against the cold idol. "I feel nnothing. But these" - he gestured to the faces carved into the top of each statue - "look familiar. There mmust be something that gives names to themm."

  "The soulfire inside, it sounds like words. Eir, Ur--"

  "-- Xol, Yul." Zivath looked over inquisitively as Narvuk finished with her. "How do you know those?"

  "Thosse are the names of the four Worms. They gave our king the Logic, and it is the pact with them that compels us to fight and kill. If our own worms are not fed, they consume us from inside. We kill to survive, not simply to kill," Narvuk explained without looking away from the statue. "None of us asked to be thrust into a life of wwar, as no Guardian asked for a second life. But my people have chosen their path. Now, can we return to the task at hhand?"

  Zivath's shell drooped for a few moments as she turned away to a different statue. "Um, well, there's runes carved in the base of this one. They read 'Visage... of the... Disliked'? No, hold on... Unfavored! 'Visage of the Unfavored'. Aaaaaand this one" - she flew to the third statue - "has runes as well! It says 'Visage of the Scheme-Mother'. Those titles aren't in the database, which is odd. We accessed the World's Grave years ago, so we shouldn't be missing anything."

  She glided back to Narvuk, maneuvering under his arm to get a closer look. "The titles are not familiar to mme. Little Light, I amm sorry for being... terse. My people... they are lost, and none can see it." Zivath half-turned to him, then returned her gaze to the stone. "Zivath, please. I did not mean to dismiss you. I--"

  "Look, I'm trying to translate what may very well be a viral language here, so maybe hold on a minute," she snapped. After a moment of tense silence, the Ghost spoke up. "Final runes translated. 'Visage of the Warpriest', it says."

  "That one, I know. The Warpriest was one of Oryx's champions, and fed the king's worm through conquest and slaughter. He conquered five hundred and eighty-five worlds, salting them with ash and painting the void with fire. According to the Vanguard's own rrecords, he died shortly before the king."

  "If you don't wanna join them, bug, I'd recommend you drop the sword," a familiar voice called form behind the two. They turned as one, and before stood DeMarcus. On either side of him were the six Guardians Narvuk had seen in the hangar. The Knight noted the Warlock on the left as the same one who had questioned DeMarcus' plan. "I gotta thank you, bug. An accident in the patrol zones, that's one thing. But here on the Shore, ain't no rules but Spider's. And he doesn't much care for meddling in Lightbearer business, unless it messes with his," DeMarcus mocked, drawing a hand cannon from the back of his waist and aiming not at Narvuk, but at Zivath. His companions unholstered their weapons as well, though they pointed at Narvuk.

  "Let's be honest, bug. You were never gonna be one of us. Just 'cause you got a Ghost, doesn't make you a Guardian, just makes you lucky. Deep down, you're just another Knight in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now, drop. The sword," he finished. Narvuk extended his arm to the side and let go, the Cleaver thudding to the ground.

  "DeMarcus, just get it over with already. We're not here for you to monologue," the Warlock scolded, glaring at his friend from the corner of his eye. "We've been here too long already."

  "I'll do it when I'm ready, Edal, got it? Just keep your gun on him," DeMarcus barked, turning his attention back to Narvuk. "Now, bug. Sienna and Poppy" - he spit at the ground, and Narvuk clenched his jaw - "may think you're alright, but me and the boys here? Well, general opinion is you're a walking time bomb. Probably a trap from your great-aunt, in fact." DeMarcus' face lifted in a smug grin. "Bet you thought no one would find out, huh?"

  Narvuk was puzzled for a moment, then the meaning became clear. "Hhow did you... Sienna." The Titan nodded. "Hrnn... well, you sseem to be holding all the... corpses?"

  "I think you mean cards. 'Hold all the cards'," Edal interjected. DeMarcus shot a glare at him as Narvuk nodded thanks.

  "Cards, then. Hhow are you going to pplay them, is the question," Narvuk half-mocked, gesturing invitingly to the group. "Yyou clearly aren't scared to face me wwith allies, but can you stand on your own?"

  DeMarcus stormed forward, stowing his cannon. "Titan's need only the strength of the Light! You're nothing without the girls behind you!" He balled his fists and shifted into a fighting stance. "Bet they didn't teach you how to fight without your fancy magic sword in those tunnels you bugs love so much, huh? C'mon, you ugly son of a--"

  DeMarcus' inevitable stream of insults was over before it began as Narvuk's rock-hard fist crashed into his chest, caving it in instantly and sending the Titan flying back. One of the Hunters ran to where he landed and crouched. After a moment or two, he looked back to Edal and shook his head. A Ghost materialized above the body and pulsed with Light, and DeMarcus shot up with a gasp. The Hunter offered him a helping hand, but he batted it away and stood shakily. "Cheap shot, bug," he spat, advancing once more. "This time, I'll--"

  "Do nothing, Lightmonger," a raspy voice finished form above the Guardians. Their gazes snapped to the cliffs in unison and were met by at least four bright eyes for every Guardian. Narvuk hid a small grin as he recognized the speaker: the Vandal that had spoken to him earlier. As he looked around, he noticed that the rest of the Fallen from before had returned as well, all armed with shock pistols or wire rifles. "Drop weapons, or we shoot-fire." The demand was followed by the sound of charging wire rifles.

  Edal and the others hesitated for a moment, glancing at DeMarcus before slowly placing their guns on the rocks. DeMarcus stood, fuming with clenched fists, in front of Narvuk. The Knight simply stared down at him, neither willing to back down. Edal came up behind his friend and laid a hand on his shoulder. "DeMarcus, let's go. We can't start a fight with the House of Spider, and you're not in a good state of mind right now anyway. Let's go home." The Titan glowered at Narvuk for a moment before turning, marching past his companions, and transmatting away.

  The rest followed one by one until only Edal was left. "Narvuk? I- look, DeMarcus doesn't speak for anything close to a majority of Guardians. If he tries something else, shoot me a feed, alright? I've got practice reining him in," the Awoken said, more than a hint of apology in his melodic voice. Narvuk merely nodded, and Edal vanished.

  A Vandal wearing the red and gold of the House of Light dropped down next to Narvuk and said something in Eliksni. It stared at Narvuk for a few seconds, awaiting a response, then realized its mistake. "You save-rescue us. Much thanks-gratitude, Hive," it rasped in broken English. "Mithrax Light-Kell will hear-learn of this, that we may help-aid you."

"Think nothing of it, ffriend. I did what hhad to be done."

  "I am called Vytkos. I am in your life-debt. You will always-breathe have an ally in House Light. For now, we must return-go to our Kell." With that, Vytkos and her fellow Fallen disappeared, along with those from the House of Dusk. Spider's Vandals simply began walking away, leaving Narvuk and Zivath alone once more.

A/N: Hey, guys! Sorry this chapter took so dang long! School has been a bit hectic, and I've been slacking! But here we are, at the end of chapter 17! Only a few (relatively) more to go, and then it's on to the sequel (yes, there's gonna be a sequel)!

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