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offtorivendell · 3 months

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The Asteri, the Daglan, and Prythian's Court System

Disclaimer: this is a stupidly massive crack theory that could end up being disastrously wrong. Oh well.

Spoilers: the ACOTAR and CC series to date (I'm halfway through HOFAS right now, slowly plodding along, so nothing beyond that).

Image from ACOSF, Kindle edition.

Buckle up for some more of my nonsense! I think I could have discovered why Prythian's land has the Court and High Lord Systems. This theory still has a couple of wrinkles to iron out, but it's plausible, so I figured I'd share what I've got.

A massive thank you goes to @ladynightcourt3 and @psychologynerd for our chat yesterday morning, which led to this post. I love you guys! 💜

Full warning that this will A) be absolutely cracked, and B) contains Maasverse spoilers, including from HOFAS (up to around 40% I think), but I was mulling over what I'd read so far and this popped into my mind.

Part 1 - The Court System

Bryce made, I think, one hell of an assumption when she said the following in HOFAS:

Vesperus, the only Asteri left on this world, lay dead. - CC HOFAS, chapter 26

@wingedblooms and I have previously theorised that some of the barren regions in Prythian may be so because the death gods were trapped there, drinking the magic of the land, rendering it spent - lifeless - and possibly unable to power up a gateway to an interstellar rift. We both also think it's very interesting that one Elain Archeron was referred to as “a rose bloom in a mud field,” but I digress.

However, in HOFAS, we learnt that there was a Daglan/Asteri, called Vesperus (who considered herself the Evening Star and their god), trapped in a crystal coffin far below the Prison, which was once a land of Dusk.

The female’s long nails scraped along the lid of the coffin. She didn’t look at them as she tested the lid for weaknesses. “I am your god. I am your master. Do you not know me?” - CC HOFAS, chapter 24

It's interesting, no, that the region was named after the Daglan who ruled it? Was this common practice? Because we just so happened to learn, in Feysand’s ACOSF bonus chapter, that there was once an ancient Night Court goddess named Nyx.

You know, their son's namesake? Yikes. 🫣

“You may call me Vesperus.” The creature’s eyes glowed with irritation. “Are you related to Hesperus?” Bryce arched a brow at the name, so similar to one of Midgard’s Asteri. “The Evening Star?” “I am the Evening Star,” Vesperus seethed. - CC HOFAS, chapter 25

Silene, Theia's second daughter, who “escaped into the night,” gave us further information that appeared - to me, at least - to be incomplete. Or perhaps inaccurate? She had been taught by her mother, so she could have been fed certain things as facts. For example, was the land of Prythian really divvied up into seasons and times of day before the Daglan came to town?

The land strengthened. It returned to what it had been before the Daglan’s arrival millennia before. We returned to what we’d been before that time, too, creatures whose very magic was tied to this land. Thus the land’s powers became my mother’s. Dusk, twilight—that’s what the island was in its long-buried heart, what her power bloomed into, the lands rising with it. It was, as she said, as if the island had a soul that now blossomed under her care, nurtured by the court she built here. - CC HOFAS, chapter 19

The Cauldron was of our world, our heritage. But upon arriving here, the Daglan captured it and used their powers to warp it. To turn it from what it had been into something deadlier. No longer just a tool of creation, but of destruction. And the horrors it produced … those, too, my parents would turn to their advantage. - CC HOFAS, chapter 19

My sister and I grew older. My mother educated us herself, always reminding us that though the Daglan had been vanquished, evil lived on. Evil lurked beneath our very feet, always waiting to devour us. - CC HOFAS, chapter 19

Reading between the lines, I think it's just possible to link the powers of each land with the Daglan who once ruled over them. Perhaps each region - each “precursor” to a modern day Court - had a Daglan/Asteri buried underneath a barren peak, or in a body of water? Is this why the lands have frozen seasons, pools of starlight*, or powers based upon the light of the time of day? Because of a monster buried far, far below the surface?!

*Is there a Daglan entombed in a crystal coffin far below the surface, or is it a cache of firstlight, one that may be refuelled each Calanmai? Or, as @psychologynerd has suggested, is there a Made object of power that will draw Elain to the Spring Court?

Our home had been left empty since we’d vanished. As if the other Fae thought it cursed. So I made it truly cursed. Damned it all. - CC HOFAS, chapter 21

Despite my efforts to hide what this place had once been, a terrible, ancient power hung in the air. It was as my mother had warned us when we were children: evil always lingered, just below us, waiting to snatch us into its jaws. So I went to find another monster to conceal it. - CC HOFAS, chapter 21

I left, wandering the lands for a time, seeing how they had moved on without Theia’s rule. They’d splintered into several territories, and though they were not at war, they were no longer the unified kingdom I had known. - CC HOFAS, chapter 21

As a quick aside, I still suspect that Fionn may have been a Daglan - or similar, perhaps an Under King - who tricked Theia into thinking him a normal faerie and used her to overthrow his peers in order to gain more land for himself. It seems exactly like something a rogue Asteri would do.

Like I suggested earlier, could each region be named for its ruler? Because the names of at least one of the Midgard Asteri was, shall we say, coincidentally similar to the Daglan of Prythian, and others appear to match at least the solar courts.

Solar:

Dawn - Eosphoros

Day - Rigelus

Dusk - Hesperus

Night - Sirius

Seasonal (incomplete/unsure/probably incorrect):

Spring - Austrus?

Summer - Octartis?

Autumn - ?

Winter - Polaris?

As I said, the Midgardian Asteri don't perfectly match up to the seasonal Prythian courts, but it's too close to not consider as a possibility, imo.

Perhaps the lands of Midgard were broken up into solar regions and something else that wasn't seasonal? But given the Vesperus/Hesperus competition... maybe whatever species Asteri and/or Daglan are are strongest when travelling with a full complement of powers? And each "clan" (for lack of a better word) that travelled together had dawn, day, dusk, and night “lights,” as well as spring, summer, autumn and winter lights? Could it weaken them to be without a full cohort of powers? As @ladynightcourt3 said, it would explain why they were so upset about Sirius. Could Rigelus be hoping for a replacement to find them and return them to full strength, and that's why he keeps an empty throne?

Part 2 - The High Lords

No one knew that the infant who sometimes glowed with starlight had inherited it from me. That it was the light of the evening star. The dusk star. - CC HOFAS, chapter 21

An Asteri being buried under each Court could explain the high lord magic as well.The HLs are “a different breed,” per Lucien. Did the Asteri/Daglan need a Starborn Fae who is predisposed to holding, or withstanding, their magic? If this is the case, it would explain why the next in line to inherit the power - or who the magic chooses - isn't always a direct descendant of the previous high lord. Does it pass to the Fae with the strongest Starborn blood? And why the mountain shook when Mor got her first period. There has to be a Daglan/Asteri buried under the Hewn City.

That being said, why is it only men who can inherit the magic, and not women, especially when we now know that high ladies used to exist? Did Theia's betrayal made them distrust females in general, or was it something Seline did? Or is it because the women have the most/purest/strongest, starborn power, so did the men keep them down to use them as “breeding stock” in order to legitimise their rule, similar to what Pelias did with Helena?

Part 3 - Further Thoughts

I still wonder how Hybern and Hel could come into play here, because I think those lands are linked. A Valg/Hel Prince population on a different island?

@psychologynerd noted that we’ve previously connected the solar and seasonal courts, such Dawn = Spring, Day = Summer etc., and that it would track for Autumn and Dusk - an appropriately matched pair - to migrate together to Midgard. As an aside, this could tie in with the parallels shared by Azriel and Lucien, who may be/are linked to Dusk and Autumn. What if their power was connected via their “stars”?

@ladynightcourt3 wondered if Hesperus may have changed her name, hence Vesperus’ anger.

I can understand how a Daglan's presence may impart their magic into the land, especially if they're left buried - steeping? - in the soil for millennia, but how would that magic shape the faeries living there? Is it like I suggested in this post, that prolonged exposure to a powerful object allows a tie to be forged?

A bonus crack theory for fun - what if Merrill is a trapped Asteri? Either Nyx or Sirius, whom Apollion ate, and perhaps she escaped the pit of Hel through the base of the House of Wind library; nobody knows where she came from, she's descended from Rabbath of the Western Wind… her room is described as a cell and she called Nesta “girl” like Amren - an ancient - did. I dunno, but there's something about Merrill.

As always, thank you for reading! 💜

#hosab spoilers #hofas spoilers #acotar cc tog crossover theory #acotar theory #the dusk court #dusk court #the night court #night court #prythian #acotar #sjm books #maasverse #feysand #feyre archeron #rhys acotar #crack theory

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ash-arts-but-sinful · 7 months

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This is burning a hole into my brain, but what if new game+ gave you the option to summon Carlo instead of Specter and he offers stupid/witty commentary for each boss you fight with him. Tbh this is just for fun, but I wanted to share in case anybody else might like it

Might have to put this one under a cut it could get long. Also spoiler warning!

Scrapped Watchman

• I never liked cops, this is going to be fun!

• Do we really need a watchman this big?

• Okay Sparky, let’s dance!

• (if he gets picked up) Shit-! -> Ugh- okay that might’ve hurt a little.

• Haha! Good riddance! Don’t know what the local kids saw in that thing.

King’s Flame

• Oh boy, a walking furnace.

• Have I ever mentioned I hate the heat?

• The floor is lava! Shit!

• (if he’s set on fire) I know I’m hot, but this is ridiculous! / Hot! Too hot!

• Sigh, thank god. I could never work alongside that… thing.

Archbishop

• Oh wow, that is… hard to look at.

• Watch the chicken legs!

• Really?! With its tongue?! Disgusting!

During phase 2

• How did he manage to get even uglier?

• You should’ve stayed in your shell!

• God chose you to be an Angel alright. Just not a living one.

Black Rabbit Brotherhood

• Some rabbit, the big guy looks more like a pig to me!

• Would somebody shut her up!

• Half of you aren’t even rabbits! That stupid bucket looks like a dog!

• You are too full of yourself, bunny boy.

• These guys need better fursuits

• Pathetic… And don’t bother coming back!

King of Puppets

• Something feels wrong about this.

• That voice…

• No… It can’t be-!

Second phase

• Romeo?!

• Romeo please! Why won’t you stop, it’s me!

• How do we get through to him?!

• No!!! UGH Why wouldn’t you LISTEN?! *shakey inhale* Damn it, just go! Get out of this damn place.

Victor

• What do you want? Are we killing my best friend in disguise again?

• I finally get to see this guy in action and I’m the one who has to fight him! Seriously?!

• This guy really is all washed up.

• That can’t be good for you.

• Yikes, those fists pack one hell of a punch!

• That Simon guy is a real piece of work. Good luck with that.

Green Monster

• Ohh this thing looks disgusting.

• It sounds disgusting too, I think I’m going hurl!

• It slimed me!

Phase 2

• Not the giant cop again!

• Would you! Just! Sit! Still!

• I can only imagine what it smells like in that puppet chassis.

• That was truly vile. If you ever need help fighting a giant slime monster again PLEASE hesitate to ask.

Black Rabbit Brotherhood 2

• Didn’t you learn your lessons last time?

• Lord, are these guys full of themselves.

• If you couldn’t beat us last time what makes you think you can this time?

• Looks like the pig wants his bacon cooked again!

• You had to mutate yourself because you wouldn’t beat us last time? Now THAT is pathetic.

• Still losers. Still pretentious. Still pathetic. How disappointing.

Laxasia

• Hmm. Big sword.

• Oh and it makes lightning too, great!

• How can she move so fast with all that armour!?

Phase 2

• Ohhhh good, now she’s even faster!

• Weakness to it or not electricity still hurts like hell!

• There she goes into the air again. Coward!

• Well that wasn’t fun, but I suspect it’ll be even less fun in that tower.

Simon

• Isn’t that the guy from the exhibition?

• This guy is a real piece of work.

• And I thought the rabbits were full of themselves!

Phase 2

• I didn’t think it could get any worse!

• Who needs this many hands?!

• God or not this guy is going down!

• The last like after Simon is defeated depends on your playthrough: Truth “Until next we meet. Which will be sooner than you think, I can’t wait.” Punctuated by a dark chuckle. Lie “I’ll see you again soon. For what it’s worth though… I’m sorry.”

Bonus: depending on what playthrough you did the Nameless Puppet will actually talk and have different dialogue

Truth playthrough/Lie playthrough

• I’ve been waiting for this for too damn long. / I didn’t want it to come to this.

• You don’t deserve that heart! It’s rightfully mine! / Please, you have to understand! I need that heart!

• You stupid puppet, I hope you didn’t think father actually cared about YOU! / Gepetto never cared for you, I wish he had, at least you could’ve known love.

• Why won’t you DIE ALREADY!? / I deserve to live too, this isn’t fair for either of us!

• You will NEVER be me, just give up already! / You may not be me, but you deserve better than this.

During Phase 2 the puppet won’t speak, but Carlo’s dialogue will be inserted along everyone else’s, tbh I want to have him say something during phase 2, but there’s already so much going on during that fight. In a truth playthrough the ending will play out as normal and Gepetto will die, calling Pinocchio a useless puppet, Pinocchio will be the one to finish off Carlo’s vessel. In a lie playthrough Carlo will finally be able to control his actions and is unable to finish off Pinocchio, he shuts himself down while giving one final line.

“Maybe in another life we could have been… brothers.”

Gepetto is distraught and instead of shedding tears for his father Pinocchio sheds them for Carlo

A lot of his radient dialogue would consist of laughter that borders on unhinged and the usual exertion and damage taking grunts. Regardless of what playthrough you do he wants to keep either his heart or Pinocchio alive, so if his health falls below half he has a chance of reminding you to heal. Also depending on the playthrough he’ll either compliment perfect blocks, parry’s, dodges or hits for lies and for truths he’ll be a snarky asshole, claiming he could do just as good if not better

#lies of p #lies of p spoilers #sfw #Pinocchio #Carlo #Specter Carlo AU

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rainydaydream-gal18 · 1 year

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Oooo, what about how The Bad Batch would react to catching you singing to yourself? I feel like that would be cute.

(The Bad Batch) He Catches You Singing

Author's Note: In celebration of season 2 starting, here we go! I'm sooooo excited!!!! No worries, though! There are no spoilers here!

Hunter: He was seated in his chair, eyes scrunched shut as he mulled over the most recent mission. It was a habit. He thought about everything that went right, everything that went wrong, and everything that went downright ugly.

The Bad Batch made a quick getaway, thanks to Tech’s rather chaotic but skilled piloting. Things were quieting down aboard the Marauder as it flew through hyperspace.

Hunter let out a sigh, leaning farther back in his seat.

A small sound caught his attention. The way it rose and fell in a pleasant, rhythmic way was unmistakably a song. Hunter held his breath and focused. It was you.

You were singing a song to yourself as you moseyed down the hall.

It was such a simple thing, but the small act of joy brought a smile to his face. He rested his head against the back of the chair and just listened, the lines of his features smoothing out as the tension began to leave him.

If there was an opportune moment later, he’d ask about it and chuckle at your sheepish reaction.

Wrecker: He rounded a corner aboard the Marauder, hearing the barely-audible sound grow louder as he entered the space where you were doing routine tasks and singing to yourself. You were so in the zone that you didn’t notice his approach.

It wasn’t often that Wrecker’s presence went unnoticed, so he took advantage of the moment to just hang back. A soft lopsided grin adorned his face as he admired the way you swayed back and forth, just enjoying a second in your own little world.

So cute, he thought.

Then, after he had the precious moment of appreciation, he couldn’t help but join in. He waited for the right moment when you hit the chorus and burst into the room with a huge smile. Was he singing off-key? A little. Did either of you care? Not one bit.

Tech: “Vital functions of the ship seem to be operating suitably,” he said aloud to himself. His nose was buried in a data pad as he walked down the exit ramp. Just in time, too. It was only a matter of letting Hunter know so he could assemble the team and get them onboard.

His boots landed on grass, and Tech turned every which way in hopes of spotting the sergeant, or any of his teammates for that matter. He felt a rush of familiarity at the sight of you waiting patiently a little ways away from the ship. A breeze swept through, carrying your voice to his ears. Tech adjusted his goggles while he listened, the corner of his lips turning up in a soft smile only reserved for you. Eventually, you turned around to see him standing there, and you suddenly felt embarrassed.

“Yikes…Hi.”

“Hi,” he chuckled.

Echo: Singing? At this hour? Echo couldn’t understand how you could be so cheerful, but he’d be lying if he said it didn’t lift his mood even a tiny bit first thing in the morning. He even held back his usual grumbles and complaints to whoever was listening, just so he could hear you from down the hall a little clearer.

Before long, he was smiling. You had that effect on him, he noticed. He’d find himself smiling at the strangest of times, and it always felt weird. It felt like ages since the days he’d smile for no reason.

He followed the sound of your voice, pausing at the entryway to observe you putting on a concert for yourself. You’d pause every few minutes or so to sip your caf before resuming the tune. It was very endearing to see you so content. When you finally noticed him standing there, you clamped your mouth shut, giving him an apologetic look.

“Sorry, Echo. Am I bothering you?”

He shifted his stance, folding his arms. “Not at all.” Humor crept into his tone. “Please, don’t stop on my account. ”

Crosshair: When he first heard your voice through the wall, he just about rolled his eyes, but not out of disdain. You and your unbridled joy. It was actually quite endearing, even if the way you expressed it was very different from how he would. It fascinated him.

He lingered in the hall a while longer, enveloped in shadow, as you began singing a different tune entirely. It was softer, slower. Crosshair didn’t realize just how intently he was listening until you rounded the corner and nearly bumped into him.

“Oh, Crosshair,” you said in surprise.

He knew that you were still nervous around him. Seeing you all flustered, he couldn’t resist having a little fun with it.

“What were you doing?”

“Nothing. Just- nothing.”

He smirked before thinking twice. You’d just started to warm up to him, and he realized just how much he wanted that to continue. So, he wiped the infuriating smirk and flickered his eyes down to meet yours.

“You have a nice voice.”

And with that, he walked away.

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smeagol-on-my-deagol · 8 days

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PART 3

reading 'the secret history' by donna tartt for the first time, here are my thoughts after reading through chapter 3:

[CONTAINS SPOILERS] obviously

— jesus fucking christ richard

— i hate that this chapter not only makes me feel bad for richard, but also makes me actively like henry (which like yikes, my richard-ification era)

— i feel like richard gets roped into the murder plot when he realizes that it'll create an "opening" in the group for him

— cause he still feels like an outsider to me despite spending time mostly with the greek class, but also that could be on purpose to try to separate himself from the fact that he helped/participated in murdering a dude

— the scenes with him looking over the river like "man it would be horrible to fall, to die that way" like ugh

— FUCK bunny corcoran

— trying to avoid being lured into the trap of feeling like they were slightly justified in killing their friend because as much as bunny sucks, i do realize he did not deserve to be murdered

— henry winter, standing in the unheated purple warehouse with a giant hole in the ceiling that richard spent nearly an entire vermont winter in: damn bitch you live like this??

— henry's middle name is MARCHBANKS ????

— also he has a photo of julian on his closet door?? yikes man

— henry not knowing about the moon landing, then hardly knowing about marilyn monroe

— i am shocked at how shocked the twins were last chapter that richard picked up on henry being irritated with bunny like what

— i wonder what francis and henry were plotting at the end,,, second thoughts on murder perhaps??

— does richard know anything about camilla's personality as a separate entity from the group or as more than just a girl he spends time around??

— richard papen they could never make me like you

— no but seriously, i am both charmed by all of the characters and horrifyingly put off by them

— henry and bunny got divorced in italy

[edit to add one more thing]

— why does everyone want richard soooo bad??

#the secret history #tsh #tsh donna tartt #donna tartt #richard papen #henry winter #bunny corcoran #francis abernathy #camilla macaulay #charles mcaulay #julian morrow #finally a shorter chapter

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081314 · 10 months

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Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss – Chapter 4 (Part 1)

Following is part 1 of my translation of Chapter 4 of Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss. This part contains episodes 7-56 to 7-61.

Main storyline spoilers after the cut!!

Episode 7-56

???: Silence, human. Do not speak unless you’re spoken to.

Silver: …!!

Strange-looking Soldier: Who are you? Spit it out. Now. And you better not lie to me, lest you wish for me to dirty my blade.

Grim: Eep! This guy’s gonna chop us into protein bars!

Sebek: I-I assure you we are trustworthy people. We hail from a school for mages-in-training. We’re students!

Yuu: We’re from Night Raven College.

Strange-looking Soldier: Night Raven College…?

Sebek: Indeed. It’s located on Sage’s Island, and-

Strange-looking Soldier: How many times have I told you idiots, I don’t give a rat’s ass about a shitty school run by humans!

Everyone: !?

Strange-looking Soldier: You’re gonna teach me something about wizardry, eh? Even though all you brats can use your magic for is pranks and shit. So a letter wasn’t enough for you? The school had to go and send a couple of errand boys, too? What a persistent lot you are. There isn’t a damn thing for me to learn from you jackasses. You trying to say I’m stupid? Is that it?

Grim: Ack! No, we never said that!!

Silver: Ah, erm, we…

Strange-looking Soldier: I already got enough on my plate with the “Silver Owl” running amok. I don’t have time for your stupid games. I’ll let you go, just this once. Now hurry up and get the hell out of our country, humans. Kishaaaa!

Strange-looking Soldiers: Gigiii! Gyagyaaaa!

Grim: The heck!? Did NRC really send an invite to this guy!? He’s a monster!!

Sebek: A monster!? Hold your tongue, beast!! Gaze upon the pattern emblazoned into their armor. That is the coat of arms worn by Briar Valley’s Imperial Guard. However, it’s certainly an antiquated variation. Just what is going on here…?

Silver: Judging by that magical stone weapon, and the light I saw flying around that soldier just now… He has to be…!

???: I bring neeeeeews!!!! Reporting for duty, General!

Strang-looking Soldier: Keep it down, Baul. What is it now?

Sebek: D-Did you say “Baul”!?

Grim: What’s the matter, Sebek? You know this guy?

Sebek: N-No…. But could it really be…

Baul: Hm? Who are these people? …Wait! Those round ears…. Are you the “Iron Ones”!?

General: They’re just some brats who got lost. Forget them. What were you saying before?

Baul: …Yes, sir! We’ve received a report from the forest patrol concerning the “Silver Owl”. They have erected tents at the base of the Mystical Mountain and are laying waste to the surrounding area.

General: Tsch… Those bastards never learn their lesson. Come on, we’ll go chase ‘em off.

Silver: Please wait!!

General: What?

Silver: P-Please… Please let us come with you!

Episode 7-57

Silver: P-Please… Please let us come with you!

General: ….The hell did you say?

Grim: What the heck, Silver!? He was just about to let us go!

Silver: We can’t just go back to school empty handed… We’ll show these guys just how strong Night Raven College’s mages really are. I promise you we won’t get in your way. We’re not just experienced in magic, but in martial arts, too!

General: And here I thought I was speaking clearly enough for you lot to understand me. …Am I just not getting through to you numbskulls? Be gone, humans. Lest you wish to step foot into the gates of hell.

Grim: Yikes, I’m gettin’ goosebumps! This is just like when Tsunotarou was starin’ us down!

Silver: It doesn’t matter what you say, we aren��t leaving! Please, just let us come with you!

General/Silver: …………..

General: …….Fine.

Everyone: Huh!?

Baul: What is the meaning of this, Genera!? We know nothing about these people. We can’t just let a bunch of suspicious humans accompany us!

General (whispering to Baul): Will you just listen to me for one second? If we let them go now and they go causing trouble, it’s gonna be a pain in the ass for us down the road. But if we spook them a little, we’ll send ‘em running with their tails between their legs.

Baul: Argh… Yes, that’s… You have a point….

General: Listen up, brats. You can come with us – on one condition.

Silver: A condition?

General: Yes, you can come with us… If you’re able to harm at least a single hair on my head.

Strange-looking Soldiers: Giigiii! Shyaaaa!!

General: Now show me what you’ve got, humans.

Silver (whispering to himself): …This might be our chance to give him a shock and wake him up. But can we… Can we really beat him? No, fretting about it won’t do us any good now.

Silver: Let’s go!!

Episode 7-58

Grim: Haa… haaaa… This guy’s waaaay too fast! None of my hits are landing!

Yuu: But those two are keeping up with him!

Sebek: That swordsmanship, those maneuvers… And that magical stone weapon! Could it be, standing before us is…!

Silver: Did you notice it, too, Sebek? That’s right. This man is most likely…!

General: What’s the matter? You brats sure did talk big. Is this all you got!

Silver: Shit….! Sebek, I’m going to rush him!! Go circle around back!

Sebek: DO NOT TELL ME WHAT TO DO! Hiyaaah!

Grim: Aah, you guys almost had ‘im!

Sebek: We’re not done yet! O Fire!

General: Too slow! Your backs are wide open!

(Lilia strikes Sebek)

Sebek: Aauugh!

Silver: ….O Light!

General: What! When did he get into my blind spot…

Sebek: Now’s our chance! Uoooooh!

Silver: Haaaa!!

Sebek / Silver: Haaa, haaaa….!

(The General’s mask falls to the ground)

Everyone: !!!!!!!!!

General: You… You humans knocked off my mask…?

Yuu: T-That face…!

Silver: Father.

Lilia: *Father? I don’t remember having a son. Let alone a human one.

Silver: Ah… M-My apologies.

Sebek: Am I dreaming? Am I truly being graced by the presence of The General of the Right himself, by Sir Lilia from his time in service….!

Silver (Whispering): Get a hold of yourself, Sebek. I’ve said it before, but this is all just a dream.

Baul: GENERAL, ARE YOU INJURED ANYWHERE!!!? DAMN YOU, HUMANS!! Men, what are you dallying around for! Apprehend these insolent fools at once!

Strange-looking Soldiers: Gigiiii!!

Lilia: Stop making a racket. All they did was knock my mask off. I’m fine.

Baul: But…!

Lilia: Oi, humans. You’re no ordinary school kids. Where did you learn how to fight like that?

Silver: Ever since we were young, Sebek and I have been training under a fae - a certain follower of the night.

Lilia: A follower of the night, huh…. No wonder your movements seemed so familiar. Hmph. I guess you weren’t lying when you said you were confident in your abilities. Alright, then. Just as I promised, you can come with us.

Baul: Wha- General!?

Lilia: We fae don’t go back on our words. Isn’t that right, Baul? “The Night’s blessing upon ye”.

Baul: “The Night’s blessing upon ye”.

Episode 7-59

Lilia: Seeing as you’re all envoys from Night Raven College, you probably already know my name… But at any rate, my given name is Lilia, and my *courtesy name is Vanrouge. My country forced the most annoying title in the world on me, but… You’re not my subordinates, so you can call me whatever you want. Well, anything except for “Father”.

Silver: Understood…

Baul: Sir Lilia Vanrouge is the General of the Right of the Land of Briar’s Imperial Guard. He is a distinguished individual – entrusted with our country’s safeguarding! I’m sure humans in even the most distant lands have heard of the “Running Rampart of the Verdant Moors”! Scum like you normally wouldn’t ever be able to have an audience with him. BOW DOWN BEFORE HIM!

Sebek/Silver: Yes, sir…!

Yuu:(Feels like I’m watching a period drama.)

Lilia: And what are your names, humans?

Silver: …I’m Silver.

Grim: I’m Grim the Great. This here’s my henchman, Yuu.

Sebek: And my name is Sebek Zigvolt.

Baul: …What? DID YOU SAY “ZIGVOLT”!?

Lilia: That’s the same surname as Baul here. Actually, it feels like you two resemble each other quite a bit…

Baul: What!? Me?? Resemble a human!? That’s absurd!

(Baul removes his helmet)

Baul: See!? We don’t look a thing alike!

Sebek/Silver: !!!

Grim: Woah! He looks just like Sebek!

Sebek: Gra….Grand….Grandfa…..

Baul: What!? *I don’t have any grandchildren! CEASE WITH THIS NONSENSE, HUMAN! This boy lacks the signature Zigvolt family scales. It’s nothing more than a coincidence that we have the same last name, that’s all.

Sebek: I speak no nonsense! Fae blood runs through my veins - the blood of the Zigvolt clan! And my mother has scales, just as you do.

Baul: Then why don’t you have any!

Sebek: T-That’s… That’s because my father is… No, never mind. Please excuse me.

Lilia: Baul did emigrate here from Sunset Savannah, though. It’s nothing unusual to have some distant relatives here and there. Consider this fate, Baul. You’ll be looking after these kids.

Baul: Wha- …But why!? General!

Lilia: Come, we have to find the “Silver Owl’s” stronghold and kick them outta here before nightfall. We’re heading to the base of the Mystical Mountain! Hurry up and let’s go! Shyaaaaa!!

Imperial Guards: Garururu! Shyaaaa!

Silver: Sebek. That soldier named Baul, isn’t he your…

Sebek: Indeed. He looks much younger than the countenance I’m familiar with, but… There is no doubt in my mind. That man is… Nay, that gentleman is my grandfather: Baul Zigvolt! To think, the day would come when I’d be able to witness my grandfather in all his military glory - a dream this may be….!

Baul: Oi, what’re you dawdling around for, humans! We’re not going to be helping you one bit. So hurry up already or you’ll fall behind! Hmph!

Sebek/Silver: Yes, sir!!

Silver: *sigh* It’s great we were able to cross over into Father’s dream, but it doesn’t feel like we’ll be able to ask him about Lord Malleus anytime soon. At any rate, looks like Father’s dreaming about something that happened a really long time ago.

Sebek: At the farewell party, Sir Lilia mentioned that he’d received his invitation to Night Raven College approximately 500 years ago.

Silver: …If that’s the case, then Lord Malleus might not have been born yet, depending on whatever time period we landed in.

Sebek: Oh, my beloved Young Lord! I wonder how he’s faring now. Ah, what have I done!! How could I raise my blade against my master…! What would my grandfather say, were he to learn of this…. Surely, it would incite him into a rage. *sigh*

Silver: You can stress out about it later; we don’t have time for that right now. We need to stick close to Father and look for clues.

Grim: Man, this is crazy. Come on, henchman. Follow us - and make sure you keep up!

Episode 7-60

Silver: By the way… What’s with the “Iron Ones” and “Silver Owl” they keep talking about?

Imperial Guard A: Kuaaaa! Gyagyaaa! Fwarumu! Viiramu!

Silver: …? I’m sorry. I’m sure you’re trying to explain it for me, but I can’t understand fae language…

Sebek: He said, “The “Silver Owl” is a group of scoundrels that have been carrying out mining operations all over the Land of Briar. As the members of the “Silver Owl” all don armor made of iron, we have taken to calling them the “Iron Ones.”"

Imperial Guard B: Goeee! Garuru! Garuru!

Sebek: “They hail from a foreign land, and have been clearing out our forests, demolishing our mountains, and plundering our resources without permission.” Just who are these miscreants!?

Silver: My father told me about it before, how you used to be able to find a lot of magical stones and jewels in the Thunderclap Mountains that surround Briar Valley.

Imperial Guard B: Gaugau!! Gyaruru… Goee.

Sebek: “After they strip the mountains bare, the magical beasts that have lost their homes descend into the nearby villages and often cause trouble for the townspeople. Countless fae have been injured because of them.” WHAAAT!? WHAT INPUDENCE!!

Imperial Guard A: Kuaaa! Ho! Dedeii.

Sebek: “The Imperial Guard, under Sir Lilia’s command, have been fighting fiercely to drive out the “Silver Owl”, but as their numbers are so great, we’ve been really struggling.” Grrr… This is unforgivable! LET US ROUT THEM IMMEDIATELY!

Grim: Looks like you really got your hands full bein’ all sour and grumpy by yourself… Anyways, do you understand what the fae are sayin’?

Sebek: Not perfectly, but I do generally understand what they’re saying.

Silver: Sounds like they’re using a pretty old fae language.

Grim: Wait, that’s a language? I thought they were just, like, chirpin’ and makin’ growling noises and stuff!

Sebek: Languages and pronunciation methods vary considerably from one fae species to another, but by imbuing our voices with magic, we are able to communicate with each other. Presently, many in Briar Valley utilize a common language, and those who speak the fae languages are few and far between… But we take great pride in our language, with its long and glorious tradition. My mother and grandfather taught it to me long ago.

Silver: I tried learning it from my father, too, but… My ears just can't make out the words they’re saying.

Sebek: My father said the same thing. Compared with other animals, humans have a very limited hearing range. As I’m descended from fae, I am able to detect even the faintest of sounds, which you humans cannot. WHAT SAY YOU!! IS THAT NOT REMARKABLE!!!!!!!!

Grim: Why do you always gotta be so loud…

(Battle map conversation)

Baul: General! We’ve received word from one of the scouting patrols.

Lilia: Let me guess, there’s a couple of “Iron Ones” up ahead? This place reeks of iron and oil.

Baul: You can stay here, General. I’ll lead the charge.

Lilia: That’s fine, but… Oi, humans.

Silver: Yes, sir.

Lilia: I know this is out of the blue, but I’d like to have you all show us just what you Night Raven College mages can do.

Baul: What!?

Lilia: There’s some “Iron Ones” loitering about up ahead. You all will need to capture them on your own. Don’t let even a single one of them escape. Or else our plan to sneak attack their camp will be ruined.

Everyone: Yes, sir!

Iron One A: Uwaaah! Who are these guys!?

Iron One B: Eeep! They’re wizards! Someone, help uuuus!!

Grim: Ack, they’re gettin’ away!

Sebek: Halt, you miscreants! Truly you are cowards, to turn your backs on your enemy!!

Lilia: Tsch. I told you, don’t let any of them escape!

Iron One A: Waaah, it’s a fae! It’s one of those scoundrel fae!

Lilia: You’re the scoundrels. Shyaaa!

(Lilia strikes the soldiers and they collapse)

Lilia: …Hmph. Waste of space.

Silver: Fath-… No, I mean, General Vanrouge. My deepest apologies for failing to capture them on our own.

Lilia: Hah. You did good kicking them around, but your endgame was shabby.

Baul: General. There’s foodstuffs and fuel in their wagon.

Lilia: All things they stole from us. We’ll be taking them back now. And you “Iron Ones” that we’ve captured, you are hereby banished. Leave this place now and go back to the Canyon of Howling Winds!

Imperial Guards: Gyagyaaaa!!

(Battle map conversation)

Lilia: …!

Baul: What is it, General?

Lilia: Shh…

???: Man, screw Henrick. All he does is sleep in the fortress all day while we’re out here working our asses off. He’s so friggin’ arrogant. I’ve had it with him.

Baul: !! It’s the “Iron Ones”….

Lilia: They haven’t noticed us yet. We’ll use the night to our advantage and sneak up on them in the darkness. And then we’ll chase ‘em off.

Baul: Yes, sir.

(Battle map conversation)

Little Fae: Tingle ding ding🎶

Grim: Woah, a bunch of tiny little fae just popped out.

Lilia: So up ahead there’s…. I see.

Little Fae: Ding ding🎶

Lilia: You don’t need to worry, we’ll get them outta here. Now you all go hide.

Little Fae: Ring ring 🎶

(The Little Fae cast a spell and sparkles appear)

Silver: Our wounds are healing… What is this light?

Baul: It’s a pixie blessing. Normally, they’d run and hide as soon as a human approached… I’m sure they’re eager for us to drive off the “Iron Ones” for them.

Sebek: Then we shall endeavor to meet their expectations.

Lilia: Alright, let’s hurry.

(Land of Briar - Campsite)

Lilia: Look. It’s the “Silver Owl’s” camp. Smells like human… There’s probably about 30 of ‘em here. Doesn’t look like the “Knight of Dawn” is among any of the guards… This should be a piece of cake.

Grim: Piece of cake!? But we only got, like, 15 people on our side.

Sebek: You fool! The peerless and renowned Sir Lilia is here, is he not! ‘TIS ABSURD THAT WE SHOULD FAIL!

Silver: Shh… Sebek, be quiet. I want you guys to listen to me. I’m sure you all realized this already, but this isn’t like the practice fights or training we do at school. …If you get hurt, the shock isn’t going to wake you up. Even though we’re in a dream right now, there’s no telling what’ll happen if you get seriously wounded. Yuu and Grim, don’t leave my side no matter what happens. You, too, Sebek…

Sebek: You have no need to fret for me. You best not lose your nerve, Silver.

Silver: ….*sigh* Seriously, don’t overdo it.

Baul: Grrr… Those blasted “Iron Ones”. Making themselves right at home, as if they owned the place… This is inexcusable.

Lilia: Heh heh. It’s fine, isn’t it? Since they’ve got everything set up already, setting up camp tonight will be a breeze.

Yuu: Wait, what do you mean…?

Lilia: We’re going to kick their asses and take their camp. Let’s go! Kishaaaa!!!

Imperial Guards: Gigiiiiii! Kyakyakyakya!!

Lilia: And don’t burn down the tents, you idiots! Or you’ll be sleeping outside!

Imperial Guards: Garururu! Gaugau!

Iron One D: !? W-We’re under attack! We’re under attaaaack!!

Iron One E: Thieves! They’re going after the mined goods! All guards deploy!

Baul: Thieves!? We are the Imperial Guard of the Land of Briar, here to protect our country! And we do so with pride! We will not forgive you ruffians. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU, LEAVE THIS FOREST AT ONCE!!

Episode 7-61

Lilia: Hahaha! You idiots are slow as snails. That iron armor of yours weighing you down? Shyaaaaa!

Iron One D: That small warrior yielding that massive magical stone weapon… Wait, is that the *Dragon’s Right Hand Man Vanrouge!??

Iron One E: Commander, at this rate our entire unit will be wiped out!

Iron One D: Shit! Without the “Knight of Dawn” there’s no hope going up against these guys! “Silver Owl” Troop 35 retreat! Retreeeaaat!!

Baul: Gahahahha! You spinless fools! Go run back to your fortress and tell your master this: As long the Imperial Guard of the Land of Briar still stands, we won’t let you go around doing whatever you want!!!

Imperial Guards: Gyagyagyaa! Garurururu!!

(The Silver Owl retreats)

Silver: Pfew…. Looks like we were able to drive them off. Yuu, Grim, are you alright?

(Yuu nods)

Grim: Man, Lilia whooped those guys before I could even cast one spell.

Sebek: Hmph! Naturally. With Sir Lilia and my grandfa- …Sir Baul by our sides, there’s no need for you two simpletons to do anything.

Grim: ‘Scuse me!! You’re one to talk! All you did was stand around and watch!!

Sebek: Ack… I-I was simply waiting for an opportune moment to strike! I wanted not to impede the Imperial Guards! I WAS NOT MERELY STANDING AROUND!

Imperial Guard A: Kekeeee! Gyagyaa!

Baul: What’s this! This wagon is filled to the brim with magical stones and Mysterium… Those blasted thieves. Just you wait, we’ll drive out the lot of you!!

Lilia: And lookie here! Those “Silver Owl” guys left behind a whole bunch of food for us. There’s grains and meat… Haha! And there’s even some fat little jade rats and steel lizards.

Jade Rats: Squeak squeak!!

Lilia: Perfect timing. We’ll roast ‘em up for dinner.

Everyone: !!!???

Grim: Ack! I don’t wanna eat a bunch of rats and lizards!

Lilia: As long as you cook it enough and it fills your stomach, any meat will do.

Silver: General Vanrouge, we can handle the cooking!

Sebek: W-We’re also undertaking culinary coursework at Night Raven College!!

Sebek/ Silver: PLEASE, LEAVE IT TO US!!!

Lilia: O-Okay. If you’re going to make that much of a fuss about it, then go ahead. You can handle meal prep today. Just keep in mind, we have a much more refined sense of taste than you lot. We’ll be able to tell right away if you added something weird to the food.

Silver: Wait, refined!??

Lilia: What is it now?

Silver: No, it’s… Never mind! We’ll try our best to make something you’ll all enjoy.

Lilia: And as for the rest of you morons, get to work repairing the magical stone weapons! There might be other “Silver Owl” members lurking about, so stay on your guard!

Imperial Guards: Gigiiii!

Part 2

Part 3

TL Notes

Lilia: But at any rate, my given name is Lilia, and my *courtesy name is Vanrouge.

Courtesy name: “A courtesy name (Chinese: 字; pinyin: zì; lit. 'character' | Japanese: 字; revised Hepburn: azana; lit. ‘character’), also known as a style name, is a name bestowed upon one at adulthood in addition to one's given name. This practice is a tradition in the East Asian cultural sphere, including China, Japan, Korea, and Vietnam.” (Source)

Baul: What!? *I don’t have any grandchildren!

Sebek was trying to say おじいさま (ojiisama; Grandfather) and he only got out the oji part before Baul interrupted him. おじ (oji) is one word for “uncle” in Japanese, and Baul actually responds “Uncle!? I don’t have any nephews!” But I couldn’t make that work in English, so I just changed it.

Lilia: *Father? I don’t remember having a son. Let alone a human one.

Similar situation as above. Silver calls Lilia 親父殿　(oyaji-dono) which is a combination of oyaji (father/pops/old man/geezer) and dono, a very polite form of address. Combined together you get “Father”. In the chapter, the characters switch around between using the father/old man meanings, even though the word stays the same. Again, it’s not a kind of wordplay that works in English, unfortunately, so I am just sticking with using “father” for any mention of oyaji-dono/oyaji.

Iron One D: That small warrior yielding that massive magical stone weapon… Wait, is that the *Dragon’s Right Hand Man Vanrouge!??

「竜の懐刀」 Could also be “Dragon’s Dagger Vanrouge”. I went with “right hand man” since he’s the general of the right and all.

Please note: We will not know what the proper translations of the new places and character names introduced in this chapter are until the official English localizations are revealed, so please take my translations of them with a heavy grain of salt.

#twst #lilia vanrouge #twst silver #sebek zigvolt #baul zigvolt #twst spoilers #twisted wonderland #the ruler of the abyss

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pebiejeebies · 3 months

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Spoilers below!! Watch iii18 <33

DID ANYONE NOTICE ALL THE KINDNESS THAT WAS TOWARDS CABBY?? AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO DID?!

*sry for these two agh—*

SORRY I HAD TO— LOOK AT THEM 😭😭‼️‼️

BACK TO THE RAMBLES

YOU GO BOT!! BEAT HIS ASS!!

LOOAAADDSS OF THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS I DIDNT EXPECT GETTING AFTER THIS EPISODE

Ramble below if you’re interested <3

OKAY SO WHAT-

THE AMMOUNT OF RECOGNITION, FORGIVENESS, AND LITERAL CONFUSION WITH CABBY’S GOOD AND BAD THINGS IN THIS EPISODE WAS SO FUCKING AWESOME

EVEN PAINTBRUSH, FAN, AND TESTTUBE, WHO WERE THE BIGGEST ENEMIES, WERE SLIGHTLY ON HER SIDE! AND EVEN SUPPORTED HER CHANGE!!

LIKE— AND WHEN BOT MENTIONED HOW HARD IT MUSTVE BEEN FOR CABBY TO REJOIN AFTER BEING ELIMINATED BY LITERALLY EVERYONE (MAINLY TESTTUBE) IS ACTUALLY TRUE

YOU REJOIN TO PEOPLE WHO DONT WANT TO SEE YOU TALK OR EVEN BREATHE AFTER WHAT YOU DID, THEN YOU START AN ALLIANCE TO KEEP YOURSELF IN THE GAME WITH SO MUCH HATE AIMED TOWARDS YOU WITH SOMEONE WHO WILL GET ELIMINATED TOO—

THEN SHE SLOWLY AND STEADILY STARTS TO WALK ON THE RIGHT PATH!! SHE NOTICED HER WRONGS, AND STARTED WITH YINYANG, SHE MADE A HEALTHY FRIENDSHIP! AND THEN BOT! TWO HEALTHY FRIENDSHIPS THAT SHE DIDNT EXPECT TO EVEN FIGHT FOR HER SAKE

THE SHOCK IN HER FACE WHEN YINYANG, CLOVER, AND BOT WERE CONFUSED ABOUT HER BAD SIDE WAS LITERALLY HEART WARMINGGGG IM GONNA EXPLODE

WORST PART? SHE DOESNT EVEN KNOW THAT ANYONE IS PROTECTING HER IN THAT JAIL!! SHE KNOWS THAT SHE MADE TOO MUCH OF A WRONG AND DOESNT THINK ANYONE WOULD FIGHT FOR HER!! (Other than balloon,, yikes man,, only two votes 😭)

Okay but let’s be fr, we all collectively got angry from Nickel in this scene right?? RIGHT????

LUCKYYYYYYY??? LUUUUUUUCCCCKKKYYYYYY???? ME OH MY. ME AND CABBY HAVE ONE THING IN COMMON, AND THATS NEVER LUCK! EVEN IF HE DOESNT KNOW THAT SHE STRUGGLED, THAT DOESNT GIVE HIM ANY RIGHT TO DESTROY SOMEONE ELSES STRUGGLES BY COMPARING THEM TO OTHERS!! YES I GET IT, HE’S SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THIS

BUT THIS IS JUST.. PATHETIC 😭

HE’S TRYING TO MAKE BALLOON WIN WHEN IN REALITY, NOBODY AGREES, AND HIM FIGHTING FOR BALLOON ENDS UP BY HIM SAYING ACTUAL BULLSHIT AFTERWARDS

YEAH WE GET IT, YOU LOVE BALLOON AND ADMIRE HIS CHANGE, BUT NICKEL, ONLY YOU NOTICED. HES ANGRY THAT NOBODY CARES WHEN THEY ALL HAVE A POINT!!

THEY ONLY SAW THE BAD SIDES OF BALLOON, AND NOT TO MENTION, BALLOON AND NICKEL!! THESE TWO TORE UP POOR BOT AND DIDNT EVEN SAY MUCH TO THEM!

I admire your care for them Nickel, but actually fucking wake up. Like please, get over your blindness and realize that literally NOBODY saw his arc and how he changed

WOOH. That was a slight vent there lmao.. guess who hates nickel guys…

BUT OTHER THAN THAT, THE OVERALL FUSS WITH CABBY IS ACTUALLY PRETTY FUCKING AWESOME! LOOK AT HER, SHE DOESNT EVEN KNOW THAT BOT AND YINYANG ARE FIGHTING THEIR SOULS OUT TO MAKE HER WIN 😭😭‼️

*ahem look at balloon here aweee <3*

AND LIKE.. THAT SAYS SO MUCH ABOUT HER GUYS, SHE’S HURT, AND SHE KNOWS SHE HURT OTHERS, AND SHE FULLY EXPECTS EVERYONE TO VOTE BALLON OR SILVER OVER HER, NOT KNOWING THE TWO PEOPLE SHE HELPED ARE ACTUALLY HELPING HER BACK AND HELPING OTHERS REALIZE THE VERY SHINY OBVIOUS CHOICE FOR THE WINNER!!

THINK ABOUT IT, BALLOON? HE DID GREAT, BUT HE TOOK, JUST A LITTLE TOO LONG TO CHANGE, AND HIS CHANGE WASNT NOTICED BECAUSE LITERALLY EVERYONE WAS ELIMINATED, AND/OR WAS HIDDEN BEHIND THE FIGHTS THAT NICKEL AND BALLOON HAD! NOBODY SEES ANYTHING IN HIM BECAUSE OF THIS, AND PROBABLY NOBODY WILL VOTE HIM OTHER THAN NICKEL AND GOO (Which I think personally, goo is only voting balloon because of his poetry, which.. really says something about balloon don’t you think?)

Now SILVERSPOON?? DO I EVEN NEED TO TALK?! HIS FAT FUCKING EGO LITERALLY TORE UP FRIENDSHIPS, MANIPULATED, HURT, AND PROBABLY FUCKING KILLED HIS WIFE

DO I NEED TO CONTINUE ON HIM? NO, IM SURE EVERYONE UNDERSTANDS WHAT IM SAYING. RIGHT..??

Maybe I love seeing myself (a cabby kin) get recognition after all the struggles she goes through, but let’s be fr, Balloon? Not really, SILVERSPOON?? HELL FUCKING NO.

That’s why BOT and YINYANG WERE FRUSTRATED!!!! They’re all blind to his fucking ‘Inner flame’ or whatever, which then led his wife, and probably Mephone into so much more fucking trouble. And that infuriates the two that literally lasted so long and saw her grow from each challenge!

They’re frustrated because the obvious option is being pushed away by silver-spoon, again, with the manipulation and the tricks! AGAIN!! to try and win something that you don’t deserve (which is nothing, so like yeowch) is kinda frustrating

As much as I want cabby to win, what will she win? After all this struggle she went through, watching everyone villainize her, as she thought she was genuinely caring to help her team, and to barely survive the votes with yinyang, which then got eliminated, she then struggled to fix her friendship with bot, who both shared an equal struggle with testtube

The actual fact that bot is literally fighting their mom is wild, EVEN FAN EXPECTED THEM TO FORGIVE EACH OTHER!!

But after all of this, she really didn’t win anything

if we remove her boyfriend, (yinyang) and bff forever and ever (Bot) she sorta doesn’t win much, which really sucks

But hey, even balloon has someone to talk to, imagine being silverspoon

Even if he wins, he will LITERALLY win nothing, and good golly gosh Test tube and Paintbrush I’d like to hear why the hecking heck you’d vote for him?? Seriously? All that flattery worked THAT well?!

They do know that he’s manipulating them.. RIGHHTTT??? MAYBE IM JUST VERY FRUSTRATED THAT NOT EVERYONE WANST THE OBVIOUS WINNER TO WIN BUT HEY IM NOT WRONG!!!

I’ll gladly fight with yinyang and bot for cabby‼️‼️‼️

Alright thanks for listening to my Ted talk. Farewell, and do tell me on what you think if you have something to share :D

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Breaking Point

Pairing: Dean Winchester X Reader (she/her)

Requested by: @maddiebwrites

Word Count: 1,668

Warnings: blood and gore, violence, ANGST, death, spoilers for season 11 because mentioned characters

Summary: Hunting ghosts was nothing new for the three of them. Still, Dean had a horrible feeling about this one that he couldn't shake ... he should have listened to his gut

A/N: me delivering a request half a year too late? Sounds about right. This is one of the angstiest pieces I have written so far so be warned

It was supposed to be a harmless little ritual.

Sure, Y/N was the one to start it - a random salt and burn where she had reached for his hand the very second before they entered the kill zone. Her fingers had weaved between Dean's easily and held onto him for the duration of the hunt. He was pretty sure that only her grip on him had ensured that they got out of there alive.

So, since then, it was Dean's lucky charm. Whenever a hunt was made out to be risky (for their standards), he took the time to squeeze Y/N's fingers until she was laughing and demanding him to stop. Made him feel calmer. Grounded. Sam would say he was reassuring himself of her presence by reaching out to touch - and Dean thought it was exactly that. Not that he would ever say that out loud.

But this hunt was easy right from the beginning. They knew what attacked the vics, the M.O. was more than accurately pointing to a bunch of restless spirits that the men of letters had encountered before, and most importantly, Y/N and Sam were right by his side.

Still, Dean couldn't shake the queasy feeling that had settled deep in his stomach the moment they had gotten out of the car. He hated it with a burning passion. His damn gut was always right, and today, it was telling him to pack Y/N and Sam up and get the hell away from this crap house.

Obviously, that wasn't an option - people were in danger, and Dean would sooner make amends with Zachariah than let innocents die because he got a tummy ache. At least he could hack into some spirits. To take the tension out of his brain or whatever.

"Dean?" Y/N glanced back, rifle slung over her shoulder, "you okay?"

He didn't even have to fake the smile that hard. His girl with a gun she could use with her eyes closed. Jesus, that shouldn't be as hot as it was. "Just peachy, Sweetheart."

She chuckled. Then, she took a closer look at his face and paused. Thought for a moment. Reached behind herself without looking. "Just take my hand. You know you want to, I know you want to, and Sam is checking out the building. Your masculinity is safe with me."

"You know how to sweet talk a man, baby." Dean aimed for sarcasm, but her hand was a solid weight in his palm, and she was looking at him with those eyes, and yeah, maybe he should shut up now.

"A kiss for good luck, too?" He asked innocently (as if her presence wasn't the best good luck charm he could ever get).

Surprised laughter spilt through her composure, and Y/N leaned closer.

"That can be arranged."

Unfortunately, it was nothing more but a short peck as Sam rounded the last corner.

"They're in the back," he informed them, breath coming shorter than usual. And then - "One's been following me."

So yeah, it got pretty hectic from there. Dean lost Y/N's hand when she aimed and shot a round of rocksalt into the spirit threatening to take Sam's heart. In the literal sense. Yikes.

With the first one fended off, the rest was quick to follow. They had to burn the bodies asap.

"You got a look on the graves?" Dean shouted in the general vicinity of his brother.

Bitchface nr. 53 hit him. "Behind the building!"

"Y/N!"

"Right here." Her shotgun dissolved the ghost that apparently had been about to jump his back.

Huh, still a turn-on when his girl was being badass. But Dean had more important things to focus on. "You gonna help me dig up some corpses?"

"Thought you'd never ask," she replied with a savage grin and grabbed for his hand again.

With only one arm each to defend themselves, they made their way to the backyard.

Dean could already see the graves when he felt Y/N's hand being torn out of his grip.

He swerved just fast enough to shoot the ghost of an english gentleman in the stomach that had been twisting Y/N's arms to the breaking point.

She fell forward with a gasp and Dean caught her just before the ground received a round of kisses.

"'ve got some bodies to burn," Y/N said through her teeth as she pulled herself back upwards.

"Let's get to digging then."

It was no use distinguishing the graves - there were maybe seven of them and six ghosts swarming them, so Dean went straight for the first one. No matter which bones they burned, it'd be the right ones.

For now, they were alone, so they went to work in grim silence - thankfully, an old shed supplied them with rusty shovels. Soon, they both were drenched in sweat.

They collected the bones in a messy pile. If they wanted to haunt them together, they should burn together.

Dean stood in the last grave as Y/N pulled the lighter fluid out of her jacket.

"Let's burn some ghosts, baby," she said with a wink and flipped the zippo open.

Dean watched the bones turn up in flames from his lower viewpoint - they illuminated a wild grin on Y/N's face while the fire was crackling and distant screeches tore through the night.

Only that one was closer than the rest.

It was all the warning Dean got before Y/N disappeared from his line of vision, a smoldering cloud in her place.

She screamed like he had never heard her scream before.

Dean was out of the grave in seconds, gun in his hand, and aimed at the grey smoke. But he couldn't shoot anything, Y/N was right in the center of whatever this ghost was becoming.

And made noises Dean never wanted to hear again. That was the worst part of it all - he couldn’t see a thing beside the burning remains and the smoking creature that was wrapped around his girl.

With the next scream of pain, he grabbed the nearest iron, and stabbed it into the burning ghost.

It disappeared with a hiss and destruction in its path.

"Y/N?" Dean whispered and fell to his knees next to her crumpled form. Her clothes were burnt, there were ashes all over her skin, and blood ran down her neck. It coated her shirt.

There was so much blood that Dean was afraid to even touch her.

She couldn't -

"Dean?" Her voice was scratchy and nothing more than an exhale, but he heard her.

That was all that it took. She was alive. Breathing and talking to him. He couldn't see where she was hurt, but it couldn't be that bad if she was still talking. Even if her shirt was wet with her blood. They could fix it.

Dean all but crumpled over her, his hands reaching to cup her face. "I got you, sweetheart. We're gonna get you out of here and we're gonna get Cas to heal you up and-"

"Baby." Cold hands wrapped around his heart in time with her hand covering his own. It shook from the exertion of raising it, her facr paling under all the blood.

He refused to listen to his gut once more tonight. "No. You're gonna be fine. We're gonna get you out of this goddamn graveyard and you're gonna get a nice warm blanket-"

"You're the strongest person I ever met, do you know that?" Y/N grimaced but reached up to put her hand on his heart. "And I don't mean the physical part alone. You're kind and caring despite everything that happened to you, you never think of yourself first - you're the best man this world has to offer. And I'm so grateful that I could call you mine."

"Stop." He didn't recognise the voice that came from his lips.

But Y/N did, and she didn't listen. There were tears running down her face, washing off the blood, and she would be looking just fine if it weren't for the pale skin that it revealed.

"I love you so much." Her voice broke, and she hissed in pain. But she kept going. "Nd I'm going to give Chuck hell until you come and join me."

"Please-"

Dean knew that he was begging on a lost cause. Perhaps he had known from the moment that he heard her scream. That didn't mean that he had to take it lying down. He wouldn't lose her, not to a ghost - not to anything.

So he started praying to every angel he knew, commanding them, bargaining with them, flat out begging them to heal her.

No one came.

And Y/N kept talking.

"Don't let this break you. The world needs you, Dean - I need you to stay alive and yourself. Please don't let me break you." The words had dwindled down to nothing more than soft breaths she squeezed out between flashes of pain.

"Sweetheart, I-"

Her grip on his hand relaxed, and the hand on his heart fell down. On her own unmoving chest.

Y/N wasn't breathing anymore.

Dean gripped her hand, pressed it against his chest again. Praying that something else was happening. Anything else than reality. "Please, Y/N, don't do this. We can fix this, sweetheart, c'mon, show me your eyes."

Water dripped down on her unmoving cheeks - Dean was crying.

"Look at me, baby. Please"

It was no use. Y/N didn't start breathing again. Her blood didn't stop seeping into his jeans where he was kneeling, and she didn't open her eyes.

Don't let me break you.

What she hadn't known was, that he had always been broken - way before they met. Dean was nothing but a pile of sharp edges of broken hopes and jagged pieces of lost dreams. And with her last breath, Y/N had ripped the bandages off that held them in place.

The world would pay for what it did to her.

Dean would make sure of it.

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