#oh glad him coming out went well :•) BUT ALSO as i said in the tp!! the moment when they were singing was nice :•)

[arcadianmoonshadowjedi]

Let The Bells Ring (A Stricklake Wedding)

Good news everyone! I was finally able to motivate myself to finish this fanfic, which took me weeks due to work and weak motivation lol. Since I’ve been sick this week with not much to do, I was able to motivate myself to power through!

So this is a continuation of my Making Things Right fic, which is an alternate ROTT ending where the timeline is NOT reset and everyone lives and gets to attend the Stricklake wedding! This in general is how I imagine a Stricklake wedding going, regardless of the overall plot of ROTT. I got so much inspiration for this from throughout the fandom, including @bklily & @undeadchestnut <3 Enjoy!

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In the weeks to come, the people of Arcadia and perhaps, the whole world would continue to recover from what would’ve been a large-scale apocalypse. To celebrate the end of this war and help everyone with healing, Barbara and Strickler felt that they should get married as soon as possible. Barbara nearly lost Strickler in his attempt to save Jim and stop the ice titan, and she was never more determined to tie the knot and be with him for the rest of her life. It was thanks to her excellent medical skills that both him and Nomura were able to recover from their life-threatening injuries, even though his wings were permanently damaged from the blast.

The day of the wedding arrived on a bright spring as the flowers began to bloom in the trees across Arcadia. Everyone was busy and super pumped getting ready for the big day. Claire, along with Aja, Darci, and Mary were all getting ready in her room. With Papa Skull music playing, they did their hair, nails, and makeup while also fooling around quite a bit. Aja sat right in front of the mirror back in her human form after a very long time.

“I’ve never been to a human marriage party before!” She squealed in excitement as her girlfriends did her hair and makeup.

“We’re so glad you can be with us, Aj,” Darci responded wholeheartedly as she pulled Aja’s light blonde hair into a beautiful, flowery updo with some loose hairs falling to the side. Claire and Mary both focused on getting her makeup done and when they were finally done, Aja gazed into the mirror in awe. 

“Wow! I look.. I look soo..”

“Lively!” The girls cheerfully finished the sentence for her.

“Hey Claire Bear, Darc and I are gonna grab a few things from my car. You and Aja finish getting ready, ok?” Said Mary as she and Darci left the room. Claire helped Aja get into her hot pink strapless dress, and Aja couldn’t help but squeal in excitement and twirl around in her high-low skirt. Aja quickly enveloped Claire into a tight hug.

“Oh thank you so much Claire! This is amazing!”

Both girls chuckled and smiled at each other.

“Also,” Aja started. “It’s so nice to have another girl to fight side by side with, I don’t get to do that a lot. And your shadows of magic are so lively!”

“Thanks! And yeah same. Boys clubs can get pretty annoying, haha,” Claire joked. "We should definitely hang out more," Aja nodded in agreement and they both smiled warmly at each other. 

“We’re back!” Mary said as she and Darci finally came back with more accessories. After they all finished getting ready, Mary took out her phone and they all posed for a selfie.

“Aw C-Bomb! It’s so good to have you back! We missed you like crazy when you left Arcadia! You and Aja!” She squealed cheerfully, squeezing Claire into a tight hug. Darci joined in and grabbed Aja as well. “Yeah girl! Don’t ever leave us out of nowhere like that again,” Darci said with a frown as she hugged Claire tighter. Claire chuckled and took both of their hands. “Don’t worry, I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon. It would be nice to take a break once in a while, hopefully,” She assured her girlfriends and hugged them again.

Moments later, the girls rode in Mary's car to Jim's house. When Aja got out from the back seat, the front door suddenly flew open and Steve ran out to her.

"My royal, ninja-kicking angel is here!" He yelled. 

Without any hesitation, he swung Aja up from her feet and spun her around as she screamed joyously. He kissed her so passionately that Aja eventually started pushing him.

"Steve!" She chuckled. "My makeup! You're going to mess it up!" Steve laughed and then they both pressed their foreheads together and smiled lovingly as they held each other.

Jim stood at the front door watching and shaking his head while the remaining girls chuckled and let out some "awws" from the car. Claire eventually opened the door and walked out from the front seat, and Jim couldn't help but let out a "woah."

Claire stepped out in glimmering heels and wore a beautiful, midnight dress with a slit to the side. She smiled at Jim and her smoky eyeshadow made her beautiful, brown eyes glow even more. She walked up to him and he gently took her hands in his.

"You ready to be the greatest best man?" She asked. 

"Ready as I can get," Jim chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head. Claire smiled, then cupped his cheeks in her hands and leaned forward to press her lips against his. When she finally pulled back, she carefully stroked his hair and tucked it behind his ear.

"Good luck, I know you got this," 

Jim smiled and put his hand on hers, letting out a sigh of relief. 

Toby and Aaarrrgghh walked out of the front door beside them and the three trollhunters smiled at one another. It's good they were all back together. And actually happy this time! Toby walked over to Jim and Claire for an affectionate group hug while Darci and Mary walked over.

"Toby!" Darci screamed as she ran over to hug her boyfriend. With a massive smile on his face, Toby hugged her back and held her tight.

"Oh TP! It's so good to have you back! I missed you so so much!" She started, her eyes tearing up. Toby on the other hand, after everything he went through, just wanted to revel in this moment

"It's good to be back, Darc," he responded softly. 

Darci smiled at him and was totally digging his wedding look. "Looking good in a tux, TP,"

Aaarrrgghh nodded in agreement. "Mmm, Fancy,"

Toby put his hands on his hips and smirked. "Oh, well, yeah I do gotta look awesome-sauce for Dr. L's wedding, am I right?"

The gang laughed and finally went inside the house. Everyone headed towards the backyard except for Jim, who waited by the stairs. Toby and Claire looked back at him and gave him a nod of good luck before walking out the door.

Later that evening, more guests arrived and filled the seats in the backyard and Strickler waited for his bride at the altar. Blinky stood behind the stand mic with a piece of heartstone in his hand. Nomura stood by where Barbara soon would be. After all the help she's gotten and the time they spent together, Nomura became so close to Barbara that she gladly accepted her request to be her maid of honor. They were surrounded by a magical, embellished flower arch made by none other than Nari. Bright lights twinkled all around the place and soft, mellow tunes filled the atmosphere, played by both Krel on his keyboard and Douxie on his guitar. They high-fived each other for successfully setting a romantic mood.

Jim stood inside his house and then suddenly, he heard click-clacking from the stairs. It was his mother, so beautiful in her lace white dress. He couldn't help but tear up at the sight of his mom finally being happy again. She made it down the stairs and wrapped Jim in a warm hug. 

"I love you so much, kiddo," Barbara told her son as her voice began to break. "I'm so proud of how far you've come and couldn't be any happier to be walked down the aisle by my beautiful boy,"

Jim held her even tighter as he chuckled lightly, tears falling down his cheeks. Barbara then looked at him lovingly as she wiped his tears. She leaned forward to kiss his forehead, then put her arms in his as they began heading towards the back door.

The guests looked around as the beautiful bride made her way down the aisle. Strickler couldn't stop gazing and smiling at his soon-to-be wife as she walked towards him, returning his smile. Barbara finally stood looking towards him and Jim stood by Strickler's side as his best man. Blinky finally cleared his throat and approached the mic.

"Greetings everyone. We are gathered here today to join our dearly beloved Barbara Lake and Walter Strickler in holy matrimony. After everything that has transpired in Arcadia over the past few years, what a blessing it is for all of us to congregate here to cherish and celebrate this union. Despite all the trials and tribulations that have been faced by this lovely pair, well of course the unusual beginning they’ve had..." 

Strickler cleared his throat, interrupting Blinky’s speech. Jim couldn’t resist letting out a little chuckle. “Uh, Mr Blinky,” Barbara whispered. “We don’t need to go into all the details. What’s in the past can stay in the past. What’s most important is the here and now,”

“Right, right, right,” Blinky continued clumsily. “These two warriors have persevered through it all, the thick and the thin leading up to this very special moment. From this day forth, they will continue to strive and triumph together for the rest of their lives. Now may I have the rings?” 

The audience clapped while Blinky signaled for Archie to fly over and bring the cushion that bore the rings.

“Now both of you place your hands on this heartstone as you say your vows. Do you, Walter Strickler, take Barbara Lake to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

Strickler took a deep breath, then smiled wholeheartedly and answered. “Yes, I do,” Followed by the clapping in the audience, Blinky turned to face Barbara.

“Do you, Barbara Lake, take Walter Strickler to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do” Barbara responded softly, with light tears in her eyes as she smiled brightly at her soon-to-be husband. They let go of the glowing heartstone, then took their rings and gently placed them on each of their left ring fingers. They finally held hands tightly in excitement and couldn’t take their eyes off of each other.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss,” 

Strickler pulled Barbara closer to him and they finally leaned in for a warm kiss. Loud cheers spread throughout the audience with some sniffles of joy. Jim stood by wiping tears off his cheeks. Finally! Nothing brought more happiness into his heart than to see his own mother finally again, just as she deserved. And never did he expect that someone he once resented would eventually become someone so dear to both him and his mother. 

Claire looked towards Douxie across the front row and they both nodded. Absorbing shadows from around her, she released a couple of black and purple shimmering doves into the sky and in turn, Douxie cast out beautiful blue sparkles to light up the scene even more. A round of oohs and aahs echoed was followed by a standing ovation.

A few moments later, Barbara turned around and was ready to throw the bouquet to a competitive crowd of single ladies of all ages and… Varvatos, who’s made it his quest to be the next in line for Nancy. As the bouquet suddenly flew into the air and was falling back down, out of nowhere, a shadow portal opened and swallowed it up. The audience gasped and looked around in confusion as another portal opened and the bouquet was caught by Claire. She glanced over at Jim whose eyes widened and cheeks turned pure red. In response, she winked at him as he sheepishly smiled back and waved. All the other ladies grunted and Mary and Darci approached her. 

“Claire Bear! You’re not supposed to do that here! That’s cheating!” Darci told her with her arms crossed while Mary nodded in agreement. Claire chuckled and held the bouquet victoriously as she went to sit back down. “Um, I don’t remember there being a rule book for bouquet tosses as far as I’m concerned,” 

“Preposterous!” Exclaimed Varvatos. “It should’ve been I who won this battle for Nancy!” He heard Nancy walk up to him giggling and grabbing his arm. “Oh Varvatos, you don’t need a bouquet to marry me! I’m way past that!” Varvatos’s eyes glew up and he let out a big smile. “Glorious!” He yelled. laughing maniacally. 

Later that night, everyone got up and slow-danced to the sweet, charming tunes that Krel played. Douxie danced with Zoe, who he finally caught up with and they got to hunt niffins and grab burgers together as promised. Toby and Darci danced together and enjoyed their well-needed reunion, sharing a few kisses here and there. While Steve and Aja danced, they discussed their future plans and whether they would be together on Akiridion-5 or remain long distance.

“Well now, since we got wormholes and stuff, maybe I could come to you more often on Akiridion-5 while finishing college and who knows what will happen next?” Steve started as he held Aja and slightly dipped her. She smiled back at him and pushed her hair behind her ear. “You know, I really miss this mudball and seeing you more. I think maybe I too, should come visit and go on more Earth dates,”

Jim shared a short and sweet dance with mother then hugged her so tightly, before Strickler walked over to them and asked if could borrow his wife for another dance. Jim went over to Krel’s turntable and whispered something in his ears. Suddenly the music stopped as Krel plugged Jim’s phone to his turntable and pressed play. 

Claire sat and chatted with Mary and a couple of friends when she suddenly froze. It was a familiar melody that took her back to the night of Spring Fling, her first ever dance with Jim. The guitar strings of Eres Tu played as she turned around and saw Jim hold out his hands to her. She looked up at him smiling and grabbed his hand. She got up and walked with him further away from the crowd until they were almost alone but could still hear the song. They started dancing as the Spanish lyrics began to be sung, while Jim sang along parts of the song, just like last time. 

“Nice little trick you did back there with the flowers,” Jim joked as he spun her around. Claire chuckled and blushed a little. “Oh I bet you wanted me to be the one to catch it. But don’t worry, there’s no rushing into this. We just enjoy every moment together and take this all little by little, ok?” She assured him. He smiled back at her and stroked her cheek. It was so good that they finally got to enjoy this moment of peace without needing to defeat gumm-gumms or evil wizards trying to destroy the world. For both of them, it was a relief that neither of them felt the need to dread any upcoming battles hopefully for years to come. Without any further talking, they just danced together slowly reminiscing their beautiful memories they’ve had throughout their relationship, putting a warm smile on each of their faces. Jim spun Claire, then hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek, while Claire’s smile only got bigger and brighter.

From a distance, Barbara and Walter watched Jim dance with Claire while they too danced. “You’ve raised an amazing son, Barbara. Young Atlas has come so far in life and he wouldn’t have become the man he did without an amazing mother like you,”

“He’s also had a wonderful person like you come into his life and help him grow a lot. I couldn’t be more thankful he had you and Mr. Blinky help him become a strong trollhunter,”

The stars continued glimmering in the night sky as everyone enjoyed the rest of the wedding. A cool breeze blew through and the petals on the flowers and the twinkling lights slowly flowed along. The heroes of Arcadia have truly found an adventure worth telling for generations to come, whether it was on Earth, the caverns below, or on Akiridion-5. It was a one of a kind adventure that each hero will continue to remember and hold onto no matter what comes next. Despite all the trauma and heartbreak they all went through, they have also gained so much strength and wisdom, along with many great allies that will always stay together whatever comes next.

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Thank you so much for reading this fic! I know this was super long but I definitely put in a lot of stuff that I wanted to see in the TOA series, including Aja and Claire bonding and a happy ending with a Stricklake wedding! I know this isn’t the best I’ve written and that I wasn’t able to give each character but I’m glad I was able to get it done! Stay tuned for more and hopefully more focus on other characters!

#stricklake wedding #stricklake #waltolomew stricklander #walter strickler #barbara lake #Jim lake jr #jim lake junior #jim lake #claire nuñez #claire nunez #jim x claire #claire and jim #jlaire #steve palchuk #aja tarron #aja and steve #staja #darci scott #Toby/Darci #Toby Domzalki #tobias domzalski #aarghaumont #aaarrrgghh #blinky galadrigal #blinkous galadrigal #mary wang #nancy domzalski #varvatos vex #douxie casperan #hiserdoux casperan

[fruitcoops]

If you’re up for more of a series could you possibly write the part of Remus recovering at home after leaving the game (the one with the stick to the face) and Sirius having to take care of him and all that?

Yes, I can! I’m so glad you guys are enjoying the continuation of something I wrote so long ago <3 Side note: I would give my left foot to be part of the Lions groupchat. Sweater Weather credit goes to @lumosinlove!

TW for bruises and blood

Sirius was worried. Even though Remus claimed he felt fine, he was just fine, everything was fine, a small seed of doubt lingered in the back of his mind. He had dozed off in the car on the way home—Sirius’ heart had stuttered for a moment before the swelling-enhanced snores started. His phone lit up every few seconds, but he didn’t dare take his eyes off the road for even a millisecond, just in case.

Remus woke when the car stopped and immediately winced. “What’s wrong?” Sirius asked, taking the hand that rested on his thigh.

“Just hurts.” Remus kissed his knuckles as best he could. His skin felt strange, and the edge of the tape was an unfamiliar sensation next to the softness of his lips. Sirius collected their gear from the trunk, then helped him up the front steps; just as he went to unlock the door, he felt Remus’ hand tighten on his forearm. “I hate not being able to see well.”

Sirius kissed his temple. “That’s what you’ve got me for.”

Hattie stopped in her tracks as soon as the door opened, and Remus frowned. “Hatters? Where are you, sweet girl?”

“She’s here.” Sirius whistled for her and crouched, setting their bags aside while Remus sat crosslegged on the floor and held his arms out. Hattie’s tail wagged low, almost as if she was afraid; she glanced up at Sirius, who tilted his head back toward Remus. “Go on, mon chou, he’s not going to break.”

“C’mere,” Remus said softly, shifting in her direction. “C’mere, babycakes. I need some cuddles right now—there we go. Okay, Hat Trick, okay.”

Sirius carefully closed the door as Hattie climbed into Remus’ lap and let him hug her, resting her chin on his shoulder. “Good girl,” Sirius said softly. A quiet sniffle led to a flinch. “Re? What’s wrong?”

“I fucking love our dog.” His voice sounded even more clogged than before.

“Are you alright?”

“It really hurts.” A shuddering breath made Hattie nuzzled closer. “Hey, good girl. I love you.”

Sirius sat down next to them and wrapped his arm around Remus’ shoulder, tracing a pattern with his thumb. “Deep breaths. You can take more Tylenol in a few hours. Let’s go get some ice, yeah?”

“Can I stay here with her?”

“Of course.” Sirius kissed the top of his head and gave Hattie a gentle pet before walking into the kitchen and grabbing an ice pack out of the freezer, as well as a towel to wrap it. The last thing Remus needed was a freezer-burned bruise. They were in the same position when he came back, though Remus raised his head from her thick fur when he heard him coming. “I’m going to put it on your face, okay?”

“Okay.” Remus sighed when the ice pressed against his eye and one hand came up to cradle Sirius’, running carefully down to his wrist. “Love you.”

“I love you, too. I was thinking about making some soup if you want to hang here for a bit.”

Remus nodded silently, though his lower lip wobbled in the one spot it wasn’t puffy. Sirius carefully transferred the ice pack to his hand and ran his thumbs over Remus’ cheekbones—usually they were sharp enough to cut glass, but now they were purple and overheated under his touch. He kissed each one before going back to the kitchen.

After grabbing some soup from the freezer and turning the stove on, he finally took his phone out. You Have: 20 New Messages

Message From: J ;)

Did you get home safe?

Call me when u can

Lil is worried ☹

Tell Re we send big hugs

 Message From: Tremz <3

Lmk when you get home

Leo is making soup for u

Bringing it over demain matin and won’t let us have any :(((

 Message From: Bliz

Nat sends her love for Re

Remember ice packs and NO IBUPROFEN DUMBASS

Ily

 Message From: Dumo

Sa mère est inquiète

Send text when home safe, love you

 Message From: Walkie Talkie :P

U okay? Sending lots of love

Lmk if you need soup or smth <3

 Message From: Hope <3

Thank you for the call honey <3

Tell Remus not to look at his phone and keep us updated please

Love you so much <3

 Message From: Baby Rookie

I’m bringing y’all soup and that’s a threat

NO IBUPROFEN OR I’LL TP UR HOUSE

Big hugs for Re <333

 Sirius laughed under his breath.

Message To: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

Home safe. Re is fine, getting lots of cuddles from Hattie. Thanks for the messages.

 He sent a few more texts to the individual people and, after a quick conversation with Hope, stirred the soup until it began to bubble. Remus entered the kitchen a few seconds after he took two bowls out of the cupboard. “Smells good.”

“It does. Are the lights bugging you?”

“Nah. At least I can see.”

Sirius poured out two portions and set one in front of Remus, handing him a spoon as well. “Careful, it’s hot.”

The corner of his mouth twitched. “Can’t cook it cold.”

Sirius’ phone began to ping several times in rapid succession and he turned the ringer off quickly, checking the screen to make sure there wasn’t an emergency. “Leo’s bringing us soup in the morning.”

“Neat. Is everyone else okay?” Remus blew the steam off his spoon.

“The guys are all worried about you.” Sirius glanced back up, only to see Remus staring down at his soup bowl, frozen in place. “Re? Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”

“Is this my mom’s?” he asked in a small voice.

Sirius wracked his brain. “…I think so? It was in the freezer. Is that okay?”

He nodded silently and a tear dripped down his cheek. “ ‘s fine.”

“Are you sure?” He reached across the counter and pressed Remus’ hand between his own, wiping his cheek dry.

“God, I miss them. You called her, right? To let her know I’m fine?”

“I did. She told me to give you something.”

Remus’ eyebrows drew together and he looked up. “What?”

Sirius scooted around the table and wrapped his arms around Remus, pulling him in for a tight hug and pressing his face into his curls. “This.”

“Thank you.” Remus went a little boneless against him. “I needed that.”

“I bet. Do you want me to give them another call so you can talk to her?”

Remus squinted at the clock. “It’s pretty late.”

“They’re still awake.”

“Could we?” Remus dug around in his pocket and handed it to Sirius, who dialed Hope’s number and put it on speakerphone.

The call connected on the first ring. “Hello?”

“Hey, mom.”

“Are you okay, love?” Hope sounded like she was on the verge of tears already. “You sound a little funny.”

“A little banged up, but I’m alright.” Remus gripped Sirius’ hand tightly. “We heated up the soup you left us.”

“Oh, I’m so glad. Have you taken any Tylenol? Ibuprofen is bad for bruises, but I don’t know how much pain you’re in.” Her voice hitched at the end of the sentence.

“Mom, it’s okay,” Remus said gently. “It’s okay, I promise I’m fine. It looked worse than it was.”

Looks pretty bad to me. “Hestia took really good care of him,” Sirius said instead. “We got home safe and we’re icing up now.”

“What’s the healing look like? Sirius said you didn’t have a concussion.”

Thank you, Remus mouthed before turning back to the phone. “About two weeks, mostly for the little scrapes.”

The ‘little scrapes’ were held together by strips of medical tape, but once again, Sirius kept his thoughts to himself. “The blood was just a regular old nosebleed and a cut on the lip.”

Hope paused and they heard a new voice in the background. “Alright. Is it okay if Jules and your father say goodnight?”

“Yeah, totally.” Remus sniffled and Sirius silently handed him a tissue.

The line crackled for a moment. “Re?”

“Hey, buddy!” All trace of pain and exhaustion disappeared from his voice. “How’s it going?”

“Are you still bleeding?”

“Nope, my nose is a-okay. I’ve got a pretty cool black eye, though. Kinda look like a pirate.”

“The announcers were saying you were really hurt.” Jules’ voice wavered and Sirius’ heart broke a bit.

“Well, they were wrong.” Remus leaned closer to the phone, as if he could reach right through it. “In two weeks I’ll be good as new. I was really lucky.”

“Okay,” Jules still sounded unsure. “Mom says I have to go to bed.”

“Yeah, it’s late, buddy. Sleep well. I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

There was a rustling noise. “Remus?”

“Hey, dad.” The exhaustion returned and Sirius rubbed his back gently, letting him lean on his shoulder.

After a moment of hesitation, Lyall sighed. “Alright, they’re in the other room. What actually happened?”

“High stick from the Ravens caught me in the face. No concussion, just bruises and swelling.”

“Do I want to ask Sirius to send me a picture?”

Remus winced. “Probably not.”

He sighed again. “I’m sorry we can’t come out and see you.”

“Don’t worry about it, dad,” Remus said softly. “Really, I’m okay. It sucks, it hurts, I’ll ice it and be fine.”

“Sirius, are you there?”

“I’m here.”

“If he starts pulling some ‘go back to practice early’ bullshit—”

“Dad—”

“—don’t let him. If you have to lock him in the bathroom, I promise to cover for you.”

“Yes, sir,” Sirius laughed.

Lyall chuckled on the other end as Remus groaned. “Love you.”

“Love you, too. If Sirius locks me in a bathroom, I’m citing you in the court case.”

“There won’t be enough witnesses if he does it right. Sleep well, kiddo. Thanks for calling.”

“Love you,” Remus said again as the call ended. He blew out a long breath and leaned his forehead on Sirius’ chest. “Thank you for that.”

“Ne rien, mon loup. You should eat and then take a shower.”

“Are you saying I smell?” Remus teased.

“Yes, I am. I also think you’ll feel better if you do.”

They ate in silence; both were hungry, so it wasn’t long before Remus walked carefully up the stairs. Sirius checked the groupchat as he poured himself a third bowl of soup. You Have: 7 New Messages.

Message From: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

DETAILS CAP

That is the blandest fucking response I’ve ever read

I’m guessing y’all are alive then???

Y’all

Haha y’all

Ok gator boy

Give Hattie lots of kisses from us and also GIVE US DETAILS

 Message To: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

What do you want to know??? We got home, ate soup, called parents, and now Re is showering

You’re so fucking nosy jfc

Also cut Rookie some slack it’s hard being so far from his swamp

 Message From: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

From the bottom of my heart, go fuck yourself.

He doesn’t have to he has Remus

Pots I’m going to remove your kneecaps

 Sirius paused just before responding. Despite the quiet of the house, he couldn’t hear the shower running. “Re?”

“Up here.”

“Did you take a shower already?”

“Not yet.”

The bathroom door was ajar and the light was on when he entered their bedroom; Remus stood at the sink, staring into the mirror as he felt along the edges of the butterfly tape at his lip. “Did something happen?”

“It’s worse than I thought.” Sirius stepped inside and joined him, staring at their reflections. The stripes that marked the stick’s edges had turned almost indigo since they left the rink; no less than six pieces of tape decorated the places between mottled bruises. Remus reached up to touch his cheekbone and Sirius guided his hand back down.

“Poking it won’t help.”

“Two weeks, huh?”

“That’s what Hestia told me.”

“Will you help me get the tape off?”

Sirius patted the edge of the counter and Remus pushed himself up on it, leaning forward for easy access. The first one was easy—a small cut just below his brow. It slid away without an issue and Sirius pressed a gentle kiss to the spot, then moved on to the next one. They fell into a rhythm—one side, second side, slow pull, and a kiss, until only two were left.

Remus hissed in pain as he lifted the edge of the tape across the bridge of his nose and Sirius shushed him softly, moving to the other side. “Two more, sweetheart.”

“Just rip it off.”

Sirius gave him a look. “Absolutely not.”

“I’ll do it.”

“No, you won’t, because that would be a stupid idea.”

Remus huffed, but didn’t protest. His jaw ticked as Sirius pulled the last bit off. “Can we leave the lip one?”

“Not unless you want an infection.”

“You’d be a good PT.”

“I would be the worst PT.” Sirius worked the inner edge free. “I know, like, ten stretches and basic first aid. My bedside manner sucks, too, and I’d pass the fuck out if someone asked me to set a bone for them.”

“Good points all around,” Remus laughed.

The motion pulled the last of the tape off and Sirius held it up with a grin. “All done. Hey, your swelling is down. I can see your eyes now.”

The slight gleam of amber brightened as Remus smiled. “I thought I could see a little better.”

“Do you want company?”

Remus thought for a moment, prodding the cut on his lip with his tongue. “As much as I’d love to invite you in, I think I need a second to myself.”

“Cool.” Sirius kissed his cheek and stepped out of the bathroom. “Yell if you need anything. I’ll be in bed.”

He made a pit stop downstairs to gather Hattie and bring Remus’ ice pack up, and by the time he finally slid between the sheets it was nearly midnight. Remus came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, looking happier but still incredibly worn out. He took another Tylenol and snuggled up against Sirius’ side with a quiet hum, laying the ice pack over his face once again.

“Sleep tight, Re.”

“Love you.”

[fromforeigntofamiliarity]

The Other Lodge | Lodge!reader

Summary: Your from the Southside and Hiram is your father, you and Veronica don't get along and Hermione has had enough.

It was bad enough you had to live with them, but now Hiram wanted to show you around along side him, Veronica and Hermione.

He was trying to control everything in your life. He moved you into the penbrook with his family, made you transfer schools and he even had people dress your tonight.

Needless to say you were far from happy and Veronica's present wasn't making it any easier.

The only good part about tonight was that your friends from the Southside. were here. 

"How about you put a smile on your face Y/N?" Veronica asked. "It would be a nice change, don't you think."

"How about you bite me Satan?" You asked sarcastically with a bright smile on your face. 

"Oh I'll do a lot more that's that." She glared stepping towards you.

"Girls that enough." Hiram interjected. "Veronica be nice to your sister, and Y/N it wouldn't hurt you to smile here and there would it?" 

"Hurt no, but kill maybe." You replied before walking off to nowhere in particular.

The night went on and you stuck with Toni.

"Hey, How you holding up?" She asked.

"As good as I can be after having my whole life uprooted and forced to live and go to school with people I hate." You replied not seeing Veronica standing not far behind you, close enough to hear everything you were saying along with Betty, Archie, and Jughead. "It would be a lot easier if I didn't have to sleep under the same roof as the The Seed Of Satan.

"Um, excuse me?" Veronica asked walking up to you. "You know no one is forcing to to live with us you welcome to leave at anytime." Sh said.

"Well thats where your wrong Mobb Boss Barbie, you father is the one that forced me to come here." You shot back. "I was perfectly happy living with Toni on the southside."

By now everyone at the party including Hiram and Hermione had noticed the commotion and had stopped to watch.

"All because your mother couldn't keep your father on a short enough leash." You snarled.

"My father maybe if your mother could keep her legs closed and not sleep with a married man.You would have been able to live out your life with your southside scum."

"Scum? Wow we may not have the money you snobs have here on the Northside but at least we know what the word loyalty means, why don't you tell your friends here what the Lodges are really planning for Riverdale."

"All Daddy is trying to do is turn Riverdale in to a safer place maybe if it was safer your mother wouldn't be 6ft under right now, but if you don't want to be apart of that your welcome to join her."

You flinch at the mention of your mothers death it was only a few months ago and you hated when people brought it up even more so when they were trying to be disrespectful. Your eyes were glued t the floor

You started tp lift you hand ready to deal out the hardest slap to Veronicas face, but a loud crack echoed around the room. You snapped your head up in order to see what had caused the loud noise when another crack was sounded followed by a shooting pain to the side of your face. 

You turned your head back and see Hermione standing in between you and Veronica a look of diappointment in her face.

"That is enough from both of you." She spat. "It's time you both knew the truth."

"Hermione," Hiram shared but was cut off by his wife.

Everyone was standing around mouths slightly open and eyes wide as to not miss any of the action. Alice Cooper had pulled out a camera and began to film.

"No Hiram its time for this to stop they need to know." She said to her husband. 

"Mom, what do we need to know." Veronica asked.

"The only thing I need to know is why the hell you just slapped me." You said glaring at her.

"I did it because your mother would be ashamed of you." She said. "And everything that just came from your mouth that is not how you were raised."

"You don't know anything about me or my mother just because you husband couldn't keep it in his pants doesn't mean you suddenly know anything about us." You yelled. "You probably hated my mother, you probably glad she died-!"

"I LOVED YOUR MOTHER!"  Hermione yelled back. "More than your will ever know." She said as her eyes start to water.

"We loved your mother, and you." She continued.

"What?" You asked.

"We loved you both." Hiram answered. "After Hermione and I got married and moved to New York we met your mother." He started.

"We fell in love with her, to say the least." Hermione said. "When we first told she thought we were crazy but eventually she admitted that she loved us too. And that's how it started."

"So you both were in a relationship with Y/N's mother." Veronica asked.

"I believe the word is polygamy." Hiram explained.

"Excuse me for asking." Toni interrupted. "But if you guys were so in love how did Y/N end up on the Southside and you guys still in New York?" 

"When Hermione became pregnant with Veronica we were all happy." Hiram started. "Then not long after we found out that we were going to have Y/N as well."

"And we were overjoyed, Y/M/N and I did everything together from shopping to the baby shower, and Y/N and Veronica came after that only a month apart. Everything was great we raised you together." She said before looking over to you. "You called me mommy and you loved when I would bake sweets for your father when he got home from work."

"But that still doesn't explain what happened." Veronica pointed out.

"Well mija like they say 'all good things must come to an end.' One of your fathers...business associates wanted him to sell half of Lodge industries to him and your father refused. In response he had you both kidnapped and threatens to.....harm you if his demands weren't met."

"Luckily." Hiram added. "It didn't get that far and we got you both back unharmed." He explained.

"But Y/N you were never that same after that." She said resting her hand on your should causing you to flinch. "No one could touch you without you flinching, you were more quiet, didn't smile as much as you used to. We tried everything to get you back the way you were but nothing helped. And in this business as expected the threats kept coming and then one day..."

"One day we woke up and Y/M/N was gone and she had taken you with her." He finished. "She left a note saying that this life was too dangerous and that she didn't want you hurt or worst."

"Veronica you cried for so long after your mother and sister left, eventually you stopped and had convinced yourself that your sister was just an imaginary friend."

"Of course we knew where they were the whole time but we respected Y/M/N wishes and kept our distance and helped whenever we could." Hiram said. "Survived from the pictures we were sent and returned the favor with photos of Veronica. We were devastated to find of that she had parishes and we wanted nothing more than to make sure that you were okay but we knew you would no longer recognize us as your family because you already had one."

"But now we are your family weather you like it or not and you two are sister and I think until you learn how to act like it you both grounded."Hermione stated. "Starting now you go to school and you come straight home nowhere else, no visitors. So you girls should say goodbye to your friends and Andre will drive you home."

"In fact I think that's enough excitement for one night we will join you, let's go girls." Hiram said gesturing for you to follow him of to the door.

• 2 Weeks Later •

It was the middle of the night and Veronica was awoken form her sleep by a scream.

Without thinking she jump from her bed and ran to the source of the sound. Flinging the door open she was greeted with the sigh of her half sister thrashing around in her bed.

"Y/N wake up." She called gently shacking her arm. "Y/N it's okay." She said shacking with a bit more force.

Veronica jumped back as Y/N finally jolted awake. "What are you doing in here?" She asked still trying to catch her breath.

"You must have been having a nightmare, I heard you scream." She answered.

"Oh....well thanks for waking me." She replied awkwardly.

"Your welcome." Veronica said backing away from the bed and towards that door.

"Veronica."

"Y/N."

You both called at the same time.

"Maybe if you want....I could stay with you."

"I mean if you want I wouldn't mind." She answered.

Veronica let a small smile slip into her lips as she walked back towards the bed and Y/N slid over as her sister climbed in.

"You know I had nightmares a lot as a kid and sometimes it still do." She tried to comfort.

"Thanks Veronica." Y/N muttered.

"You know you can call me Ronnie or V, my friends do." Veronica suggested.

"Maybe. But probably not." Y/N replied.

They slipped into a comfortable silence not noticing the two figures that stood outside the door also having been woken up by the screen of the youngest Lodge.

"Y/M/N would have loved to see this." Hermione whispered still not looking away from the teenage girls.

"I'm sure she's watching." Hiram replies. "Now let's go back to bed." He said building her away.

#riverdale masterlist #veronica lodge #hiram lodge #hermione lodge #archie andrews #bettycooper #masterlist #riverdale imagine #lodge!reader #kevin keller #southside serpents #toni topaz #cheryl blossom #jughead jones

[elianamarie-blog]

The Things You Give Part 2 Steven Hyde x Reader

Author’s Note: I hope you really enjoyed Part 1! Here is part 2 and I’ll put a link to access part 1 if it’s your first time being here. Leave a heart and subscribe to my blog if you want more! Thank you and stay safe, folks. 

Warnings: None

Part 1 here: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/elianamarie-blog

The next morning, Y/N found herself waking up at noon. She cursed at herself because she hated waking up late knowing her day was now gone, but at least it’s Saturday and her day off from work. She dragged herself out of bed and trudged her way down into the kitchen where she was greeted with Red, Kitty, Steven, and Eric eating lunch at the table.

           “Well, good morning, sunshine,” Kitty greeted, looking up from her glass of lemonade. “Or should I say ‘afternoon?’”

           Y/N yawned as she plopped herself in a chair across from her mother. “I was up late last night.”

           “Doing what?” Red questioned like she didn’t have any good excuse.

            Y/N eternally cursed herself as her eyes flitted towards Hyde’s wide ones for a split second. She didn’t think this through. “I-I just couldn’t sleep. Tossing and turning.”

           “Again?” Kitty asked. “This has been happening for the last couple months. You might be suffering from insomnia. At first I thought it was because of your finals and looking for colleges, but this has gone longer than that. You might have insomnia.”

           She chuckled to herself, relieved. “Yeah, probably do.” She grabbed a sandwich from the middle of the table and at the bag of chips, dumping it on her plate.

           “Eric, what’s your plan for today?” Red asked.

           “Well, since I’m on my one year of doing nothing, I’m going to answer with nothing,” he responded with no emotion in his voice.

           “Wrong,” Red answered harshly, like he normally does when he spoke to Eric. “You’re going to trim the hedges, sweep the driveway, and fix the dent on the Vista Cruiser.”

           “Dad, that’s like eighty bucks!” Eric cried. “I don’t have that kind of money.”

           “Then it looks like you’re going to have to get a job!” Red said.

           “But that just interferes with my plan!”

           “Exactly,” Red responded slowly. “If you’re going to live in my house you will do as I say. Or you can drive around town with that big ass dent.”

           Eric thought it over for a split second before pointing at Red. “Can’t Y/N pay for it? She has a job.”

           “No!” he said. “She’s not the one who put the dent there.”

           “Neither did I!” Eric argued. “Mr. Fitzgerald ran into me.”

           “And don’t worry, I already talked to him, but unfortunately our insurance won’t cover it. So it falls on you to replace it.”

           “This totally blows, man. I’d rather drive around town with the dent.”

           Red rolled his eyes at his son and turned to face him fully. “Why can’t you be like your sister? She got a job straight out high school working at the bridal store, applied for college in Denver, and has her life planned out. While you sit there eating my food, taking up my heat, taking up space, being a no-good bum.”

           “Red, honey, that’s enough,” Kitty interjected. “Let’s just enjoy our lunch.”

           “Dad, I only stayed because of your heart attack!” He shot back at his ill-tempered father. “You know, to take care of you guys. I could be in Madison right now.”

           “And that’s worked out great so far, hasn’t it?” Red spat.

           “You’re so ungrateful!” Eric said, clearly hurt. “Why can’t you just say ‘thank you’ for once?”

           “I would if you just do something around the house,” he responded, his voice raising. “Pick up on household chores, work and bring a paycheck home, help your mother out, take me to doctors appointments. Anything other than sitting around all day playing you’re your toys.”

           “Red, you’re going to give yourself another heart attack,” Kitty informed him. “You need to calm down.”

           Red put his hands up. “Fine, fine. But I want those chores done today, Eric. And if you half-ass it, I’m going to make you do it all over again, plus cleaning out the gutters and fixing the leak under the bathroom sink.”

           Eric grunted. “Fine, I’ll do it.”

           Red nodded, pleased he won the argument and turned back to his meal. It was silent for a moment, the air thick with tension. Hyde and Y/N just sat there, eating quietly and stiffened. Well, not so much Hyde because it was always amusing seeing Red yell at Eric, but for Y/N it was different. Even though she was used to the constant fighting, their argument had never been this intense.

           “So,” Kitty said, clearing her throat, trying to ease the conversation. “Steven, how’s work going?”

           “Oh, you know, working at the kitchen is great,” he said, taking a chip to his mouth. “Ever since Kelso and Eric left, things have been pretty quiet. We hired a new server so it makes things a little easier.”

           Kitty beamed proudly at him. “I’m glad to hear it. What about you, dear?” she asked turned to Y/N .

           “It’s good,” she responded. “Helping brides pick out their dresses. It’s nice and easy.”

           “Well, good,” Kitty replied and patted her hand. “I’m so proud of you. Although, you’re going to have to leave me to go to Denver.” Her smile turned into a sad one and her voice cracked.

           “Mom, I haven’t even been accepted yet,” Y/N responded, trying to comfort her mother. “Who knows, I might end up going to the college in Kenosha or staying to go to the community college here.”

           Hyde sat up a little straighter, hope filling him.

           “Have you applied to them?” Red asked.

           “Well, I applied to Denver first and then if I didn’t get in, I was going to apply to Kenosha. If that didn’t work out, then the community college here since I can just go sign up.”

           Red beamed at her proudly. “That’s my girl.”

            Y/N smiled up at him. He can be a hard ass, but seeing him smile proudly at her and being the softy he was with her, made it all worth it. “Thanks, Daddy.”      

           “What are you going to study?” Kitty asked and suddenly all eyes were on Y/N . Kitty was hoping she’d follow in her footsteps and become a nurse, but Y/N wasn’t too sure if she even wanted that.

           “Um,” she stumbled, gulping. “I’m not sure. I was thinking either engineering or automotive.”

           “Oh, honey, you don’t want to do that,” Kitty said, handing her another sandwich.

           “Why not?” Red asked before Y/N could. “She’s knowledgeable about that kind of stuff. Hell, I’ve taught her all about cars and the mechanics. Unlike dumbass over here.”

           “Hey!” Eric called out. “We both know that I am not strong enough to hold up a tire.”

           “Yeah,” Red said, dragging it out and glared at him. “I know.”

           “Mom, why shouldn’t I study those?” Y/N asked.

           “Well, you don’t want to work in a man’s place,” she responded. “It’s dirty and hot, and it’s super hard to do. Besides, you’ll just distract the boys from doing their jobs.”

           While Hyde’s mind went to dirty places after hearing the words dirty, hot, and hard, he noticed Y/N getting visible angry.  

           “Really?” she hissed. “You think I can’t handle it because I’m a woman? Or smart enough? If I can do the job, why does it matter? I am not and will not be responsible for the other guys not getting their job done because they’re too stupid to do their job.”

           “C’mon, Y/N , you deserve better,” she said. “You don’t have to work there. Why don’t you work at the hair salon? Or better yet, sell Tupperware?”

           “No, mom!” Y/N said. “I want to do something meaningful with my life. I don’t want to fit into societal norms. I deserve a well paying job just as much men do.”

           “Kitty, let her decide what she wants,” Red spoke up. “We’re not going to be living her life. You didn’t say anything to Laurie when she went to beauty school.”

           “Yeah, well, it’s not like she has many options anyway,” she responded.

           “But I do and you’re trying to limit me?”

           “Oh, honey, don’t take it so personally,” Kitty said, trying to deflate the conversation. “You’re the smart one out of all of us and I just want you to have a better life.”

           “I’m sitting right here,” Eric whined.

           “Yeah, but you don’t what you want to do yet. Figure it out and then come talk to us,” Kitty said and turned back to Y/N . “We just don’t want you to get hurt.”

           “Kitty, you can’t limit her just because you don’t want to her get hurt. That’s not fair.”

           Kitty sighed. “Fine, do whatever you want.”

            Y/N rolled her eyes and stood. “I’m not hungry anymore. I’m going to go check the mail.” She slammed her plate in the sink and stomped out the swinging door.

           “Way to go, Kitty,” Red said and stood up tp put his plate in the sink. “You had to anger her by telling her that.”

           “What, this is my fault now?” Kitty defended.

           Red looked at her emotionless. “Yes.”

           “Well, excuse me for wanting a better future for my baby girl!” She cried. “I’m relieved that we don’t have another Laurie and all I wanted for her was to be safe! But. I’m just terrible mother who can’t control her kids. Is a peace of mind for a mother really too much to ask?!” She screamed and finished her huge scene by grabbing her emergency bottle of wine and stomped upstairs to her bedroom.

           “Aw, crap,” Red groaned. “Even when she’s wrong, she’s right.”

           “Women, man,” Hyde said and put his plate in the sink as well. “From what I learned about women, they’re always right and we’re always wrong.”

           “Well, I’m glad my Donna isn’t like that,” Eric spoke up, also bringing his plate to the sink. “She will apologize to me if she did wrong. She’s smart like that.”

           “Yeah, but she has you whipped like 99% of the time,” Hyde shot back.

           “Not true!” Eric defended.

           “Man, you so are!” Hyde said, laughing. “What happened last week? You wanted to go watch Star Wars for the billionth time and she wanted to see a chick flick. And what did you end up seeing? The chick flick.”

           “Well, if I hadn’t she wouldn’t have let—” he stopped dead short when he saw Red staring at him. “She wouldn’t have let me kissed her goodnight on the cheek. Like the innocent and responsible adults we are.”

           Red rolled his eyes. “Can it. I’m going to check on your mother and if I don’t see you doing what I asked in five minutes, I’m going to put my foot so far up your ass, I’ll be able to control you like a puppet.” With that, he pushed the swinging door open and exited out to check on Kitty.

           “Forman, you should write a book ‘Things Red Threatened To Put In My ass.’ Chapter one: His foot.”

           Eric could only roll his eyes and exit the kitchen to start on those dreadful chores.

           Hyde decided to go check on Y/N once Eric was out of sight. He took the steps two at time until he came across Y/N’s room. He knocked on the door and gently opened the door.

           “ Y/N?”

           She was sitting at her desk, looking over the college pamphlets. “Hey,” she replied miserably.

           He shut the door and sat on her bed. “You okay, man? That was intense what happened down there.”

           “Yeah” she replied curtly, but not towards him. “It’s so typical of my mother to try to control everything I do. I’m not Laurie so she feels like I’m not good enough to make own decisions.”

           “She just doesn’t want you to be like her,” Hyde defended. “You’re the only child that your parents don’t worry because you have your head screwed on straight.”

           She looked at him with a defeated look. “I know, but there’s other ways about it,” she responded and sat down next to him.

           “Your mom doesn’t want you to leave,” he continued.

           “Well, I need to,” she said without thinking about it. She noticed hurt flash across his face. “I mean, it’s not like I want to, really. I want to explore the world and see what it has to offer me, but staying here is not going to give me that.”

           “I know,” he sighs. “It just sucks hearing you talk about it.”

           “I know, I’m sorry,” she said and grabbed his hand. Right there, she wanted to invite him to come along with her, but she was afraid. Afraid that he would run away. Then what if she doesn’t get accepted? Then she’s going to have to deal with seeing him everyday and make it harder for her to move on., but little did she know he was secretly hoping for the same thing. Just like her, he was terrified to ask her. He didn’t want to show too much vulnerability. After seeing what his mom went through, he doesn’t want to get into a relationship and then move away only for them to break up. And then what? He’d be stuck there, or worse, she’d see him for who he truly is and run away. It was easier for him to keep everything hidden than to spill it.

           “Anyway, it doesn’t matter,” she said. “I’m going to do whatever I want regardless what my mom says.”

           “Did you check the mail?” he asks, changing the subject.

           “Yeah, nothing yet.”

           He stared down at their entwined hands. “I don’t know why this is so hard for us to talk about,” she said. “It’s not like we’re in a committed relationship. “

           His heart dropped at hearing that, but why? They were both on the same page. It’s not like it meant nothing, but it meant something. It may have even started off that way, but it definitely wasn’t like that now. They wanted to make it official but the sneaking around and hiding it from everyone kind of prevented it from happening. Even if they did, it would be saying goodbye so much harder.

           He knew he was in for it when they started. He had never felt this way about anyone before. And that scared him. He was afraid to lose her which sucked because he never felt that fear with anyone, but she was different. She made him feel at home, at peace. She made him a better man. He was actually happy. Before, he had trouble running in with the law and relatively being a jerk to everyone. Hyde was a good friend, but showed it differently than the average man. When it came to women, he hardly ever got attached. Women would leave anyway once they found out the true him. Or at least, the side that he wanted them to see. She saw his heart, through the wall he built up, and tore it down. With her, he wanted her to tear it down because for once in life, he was able to trust someone that wasn’t within his normal group, but even then this was way different with him. He finally felt safe and didn’t have to be ready to run if he had to.

           She knew that if she stayed here, she would have Steven, but her future would be bleak. She knew if she left the state, she would be able to accomplish so much more. But the thought of leaving him was almost unbearable to her, which confused her. She knew what she was getting into when they started seeing each other. She knew it would be just a fling, but the more they did it, the more they connected; spiritually and physically. It wasn’t supposed to end up like this. She wasn’t supposed to develop feelings for him, but she did. Even though they clearly like each other, she didn’t want to suggest anything more in fear of rejection. What if he didn’t feel the same way? It’d be easier to leave, but she doesn’t want to forget him and go without him. If more than anything, she wanted him to join her. The only way she would find out is by asking.

           “Yeah,” he scoffed. “It’d be stupid of us to do that since you might be leaving.”

           “Well, um,” she began, suddenly feeling so nervous that she started shaking. He felt it and held her hand tighter.

           “Are you okay?”

           “Yeah, ‘m fine,” she responded and looked into his shades, even though she was trying to look into his eyes. “Maybe, we…we don’t have to split up.”

           His eyebrows came together which made her more nervous for his answer. “What d’you mean?”

           She took a deep breath. “Maybe…you can come with me.”

#that 70's show fanfic #that 70s show #steven hyde #steven hyde x reader

[narsh-poptarts]

I came here to tell you that your art is amazing and AAAAA I love it so much!! Your Angry Sky honestly made my day

Also, I don’t know if you’re still doing the “ask me about Sky” thing but if you are...what are your thoughts on the silent realms? I don’t see enough Sky content related to them but to me they have so much angst potential??? And also are a proof that Sky didn’t have it easy at all during his adventure?? Idk I find them very interesting

aaaaaaa thank you so much!!!!! honestly every tag and every message yall send me just makes me so happy, i’m so glad y’all are enjoying it!!!! :DDDD

OH BOY THE SILENT REALMS!!!!!!!!!

YEAH you’re right!!! there’s not a lot of content there!! lucky for you, this is also another topic from Skyward Sword that I have thought extensively about, I have many many headcanons for what the Silent Realms are like.

okay first of all, the Silent Realms are a very unique kind of think in the LoZ series. The concept itself is repeated a couple times but the reasoning WHY is different. Usually link has to go through trials in multiple different games to prove himself and his courage or whatever in order to get the master sword or other such very important item. and then in Twilight Princess (it did come first but whatever) you have those light trial things? i don’t remember what they’re called but you collect the tears of the Light Spirits and they’re all trapped in bugs or whatever. So the basis for the trials or their main mechanic is not a new concept.

But! what is very interesting and unique is, like I said, the reasoning WHY Link has to go through these trials. in botw (this may be wrong, i haven’t played it), you have the trial of the sword, basically a big gauntlet to improve the sword and prove your worth, in addition to the “you must be this tall to ride” thing with your health. but that’s about the sword. in TP, the light trials are about restoring light to the land. they’re not even really trials, and iirc, there’s not,,, really trials for TP. i may be wrong.

anyways, what makes SS different is that it’s specifically about upgrading your spirit. the Hero’s Spirit. Link never has to prove himself to the sword because,, well, the damn thing is his companion. in the zelda timeline, he’s one of the first heroes ever so there’s not even a Hero’s Spirit to have because he hasn’t made it yet. same with the Master Sword. 

so therefore, no other Link has had to create or upgrade their Hero’s Spirit. It’s simply not a thing they’ve had to do because Sky did it all those millennia ago. One and done, cool and awesome. He has a uniquely different and alienated experience because he set the foundation. Probably feels alienated from the others because he never had to prove himself to the sword, and then because of the prominent upgraded spirit, got them easily and recognizably cursed (thanks Demise).

SORRY i realize i just went on a related-but-not-your-question tangent, but now to the actual Silent Realms themselves :D

so, in terms of what I think Silent Realms are like.... first of all: terrifying!!!! If my own playthroughs of them are anything to go by, Link is terrified out of his mind!!!! no weapons, no items, no Fi, you’re completely on your own, you have a time limit, and you’re being LITERALLY HUNTED. and god, that music when the Guardians wake up is actually a heart attack, botw guardians have NOTHING on these bad boys.

From the inside perspective, I imagine the Silent Realms are just that: silent. not dead quiet, not still, silent. There are no sounds in the Silent Realm, not even a ringing in Link’s ear. and also these trials are a test of the Spirit. the body stays behind. This is a plane somewhere within the overworld, a layer formed from many. There’s no air there. They’re spirits, and entities, they don’t need it.

And having no air is a little disorienting at first, hell being a spirit is a little disorienting at first, but Link finds it a little cool, not feeling the need to breathe and not being able to feel air move in his lungs when he does.

And when Link is safe, whether by standing in that first safety circle or by virtue of collecting a tear, it doesn’t feel calm. Calm is exactly the wrong word because calm is flying out on the open air with your loftwing. Calm is sitting, for just a moment, on a stool to regain some health (and maybe take a nap). Calm is not whatever this is. This is like sneaking through the sleeping dragon’s nest, or feeling the chill of a graveyard, or walking down a dark alley at night. Every inch of link is telling him something is very very wrong and he is in danger. and, to be fair, he is.

Now for when the guardians are awake, it’s like a bomb of adrenaline and panic goes off. He doesn’t hear anything but he can feel them coming, feel their presence just behind him, ready to take him down, ready to make him fail and start over. He is a trespasser, taking pieces of an ancient spirit and make it his own, and he is hunted for sport. every inch of him, every screaming inch of him is crying desperately for him to move, run, flee, desperately grab at the next tear, we don’t have time, we’re going to die. screaming screaming over and over, a pounding in his brain like war drums, a sharp, painful insistence out of desperation to survive.

He can’t hear them coming so every other sense goes into overdrive, and he can feel where they’re coming from. The screen in the game actually has pulsing rings at the edge of your screen to indicate that there’s a guardian off screen right over there (which is a very cool indication imo!) and their intensity indicates how close they are. it’s like this sense of dread goes into overdrive in a desperate attempt to keep him alive and he just knows by feeling it that “don’t go that way, you’ll die”

And dude, do you know what the official explanation is for when you fail? the wording they use is “your spirit will shatter”. Shatter!!! that’s gotta hurt!! what do you think it feels like to have your spirit shattered?? Luckily i think both for gameplay and the story itself, if you’re determined enough, you can retry as many times as you like.

but i imagine, for the sake of drama, getting your spirit shattered has Link shunted back into the real world, clutching at his chest in pain, heaving and crying as his spirit stitches itself back together piece by piece until he’s ready to try again. It’s not a pleasant experience.

and speaking of coming back, i imagine actually succeeding isn’t all that great either. the silent realms are silent. there’s no sound at all. coming back to the real world and suddenly getting hit with the sound of the wind and the birds and the ambiance and the sounds of your clothes and the sword and your heavy breathing and too much too much too much!! I imagine it’s very overwhelming. the silence is not a pleasant experience so Link is very glad to have sound again but it’s just too much at once.

you’re very correct anon, there is a lot of angst potential here. i’ve really wanted a Skyward Sword manga or something like that for so long because I really wanna know how the Silent Realms would be interpreted. 

also i’ve kinda got a fic idea were basically Sky has to end up doing the Silent Realms again while on the LU adventure because something something Hero’s Spirit is messing up and he has to reupgrade it. and it’s bad and traumatic and the other boys have to watch as each instance (there’s four of them by god) just leaves Sky an utter mess and they don’t know how to help and he won’t tell them what’s wrong either or what exactly happens in the trials to get him to react so badly when he gets back. i don’t have anything written down but basically “Sky doesn’t know his own limits and won’t ask for help” the fic.

also oh boy this is long, sorry

#asks #anonymous #not art #long post #long #listen yall are asking me about my hyperfixations this is bound to happen okay #there's so much cool stuff to talk about for Skyward Sword and for Sky #very underrated game #the motion controls are one of the things that made people eh about it but honestly it's not that bad

[holyfuckthisfishcandrive]

Waiting and Ghosts

First, Previous, Ao3

Word count: 2459

Warnings: mentions of murder, cops, drugs and feared robbery

Patton kept his phone on the counter for once.

The twins were still upstairs, having stayed the night and even though they seemed to be fine now Patton couldn't help but worry.

It had been a long time since he'd wanted a Tuesday to just end but Logan wasn't coming today anyway. Still, he couldn't just close.

He had closed early yesterday to catch Logic at the university. And that hadn't worked out either.

Patton sighed.

He could already tell that this wouldn't be a good week.

Out of the window, he spotted a dark figure.

Some teenager in a black hoodie.

They lingered by the door and paced in front of the shop windows before stopping at the door again. Their hands were buried in their pockets.

Patton froze.

In all the years he had owned this shop he had never been robbed. He should have known that his luck would run out sooner or later. But not today!

Not when Roman and Remus were upstairs and probably in no condition to defend themselves.

The teen didn't come in but he didn't go away either.

Patton knew that many bigger businesses kept weapons under their counters but for him had had never been necessary. He could defend himself but a florist wasn't supposed to be able to fight the way he could and he couldn't risk his secret identity like that.

He wished the teen would just go away.

The fingers on the clock seemed to move slower than usual.

It felt like he should've closed hours ago while he still had two more hours to go.

Patton groaned and opened his phone.

He still had never asked for Logan's number, he realized. Maybe he should have done that instead of kissing him. Maybe then they'd be able to text and talk more.

Who knew if Logan would even come back? What if the kiss had pushed him away and he didn't even want to come back anymore?

Patton shook off the thought.

The teen still stood by the door. Patton guessed it was probably a guy.

Maybe he wouldn't come in if Patton stayed on his phone because like this Patton could call the cops quickly. Then again, calling the cops didn't mean that they would actually bother coming.

"Patton," Remus called from the back. "We're leaving or our sperm donor is going to be super pissed!"

"Could you not call him that?" Roman asked. "See you tomorrow, Padre!"

"See you," he answered and heard the door shut.

Somehow being alone made Patton feel even less safe.

Great.

A dishevelled man came in and bought a bouquet while rambling to Patton that he was about to meet his hopefully future in-laws and his boyfriend had told him that his mother was violently allergic to the flowers he had bought and that he couldn't just show up without any gift. Patton offered a few words of encouragement and the man smiled nervously when he left again.

Patton smiled after him but it dropped when he noticed that the teen was still there.

He just needed to hold out till closing time.

Thirty more minutes.

He could do this.

Slowly he began sweeping the floors glancing out once in a while.

Fifteen more minutes.

He filled up some of the vases and self-watering systems for the night.

The teen outside stared at the sign with his opening times as if trying to decipher it. Or maybe burn a hole into it with his eyes. Patton wasn't sure.

Five more minutes.

Almost done.

He'd only have to figure out how to get the door locked faster than the teen could get to him. But he could do that.

The bell over the door chimed as the boy came in.

Fiddlesticks.

Patton put his keys in his pocket and kept his hands close to his body as he watched the teen wander around the plants looking almost lost but definitely like he was making the conscious decision to stay away from the register.

Patton watched him for a few minutes until he found the courage to speak up.

"Can I help you with something?"

The teen looked up startled and then sunk into himself again.

"I- Don't know," he mumbled barely loud enough for Patton to understand.

"There has to be a reason you came here, isn't there?" Patton asked, more and more confused by the kid's behaviour.

"It's uhm... My Pa comes here regularly and he can't today and uh... It's her deathday so I thought I should maybe get her flowers or something, I don't- Sorry, it's probably too late now anyway. Fuck. I'm sorry, I should just go-"

"Wait!" Patton stopped him.

The teen looked like he was expecting to get scolded for something.

"Are you Logan's son?"

He blinked.

"I- Yes."

Patton took a small moment to get a proper look at the kid. He didn't look very similar to Logan. Small and nervous, messy hair and patches and tears on his jeans and jacket. Eyes just as dark but bigger than Logan's and outlined in pitch black.

"Did you mean your mother with 'she'? Patton questioned on.

The teen seemed to realize his mistake and looked away from him again.

"Yes."

Patton did his best to smile encuragingly.

"Well, I'm sure we can find some nice flowers for her! What kind would you like to bring her?"

"I don't really know," Logan's son let his gaze wander over the different pots. "I'm not sure what Papa usually gets for her..."

"He picks out flowers for their meaning," Patton told him. "To send little messages. Is there anything you'd like to say through flowers to her maybe? Like how you feel about her or something like that?"

"I mostly... feel quiet indifferent," he admitted. "It's not like I've ever really known her. I guess I... I'd like to know more about her? But I don't think that's a good message. I think about her from time to time and kinda wish Papa would talk about her more. So I could at least know some things. I don't know."

Patton pondered over his words.

"That's not easy to put into flowers. But probably no easier to put into words, huh?" he managed to get a minuscule smile from the boy before it was gone again. "I think I might have some ideas though. Viola tricolour stand for separation "he pointed at the flower," Sycamore for curiosity, Lunaria for honesty or fascination and... Candytuft for indifference! Oh, and Asphodel stands for 'My thoughts follow you beyond the grave'. That might fit too."

The boy studied the flowers Patton had pointed at.

"Is there any flower that stands for like sorrow or something?" he then asked.

"Yeah, multiple," Patton nodded and tried not to think about the fact that Logan had never once bought any of these flowers. Maybe their relationship really hadn't been too good. that would also explain what the boy had mentioned - that Logan didn't talk about her much. "I have purple Hyacinth or Yew over there."

"I... I like those," the boy pointed at the Hyacinth and the Candytuft.

"Alright," do you like any of the others?" Patton began picking out nice ones.

"Those uhm something tricolour? And the white ones are also quite nice."

"Viola tricolour and Asphodel, alright," Patton mumbled and started cutting the stems to the right size.

"But isn't the shop closed now?" the boy seemed nervous.

"Oh, don't worry about it, kiddo! I don't mind staying a little longer and I'd love to get to know you a little!"

"Because you want to become my stepdad?"

Patton almost dropped the scissors he was holding.

"I- Well, your father and I-"

"I know that your dating."

"We went on one date, I don't think that can be called dating," Patton tried to argue.

"He said you kissed him."

Patton felt his cheeks flush. "He told you about that?"

"...I asked."

"You asked him about me?" Patton looked up curiously.

"Well, yeah. Afterall I told him to ask you out..." the boy seemed to shrink into himself and become quieter more and more with every word.

Patton chuckled in an attempt to lighten the mood. "I'm glad then! I was worried you wouldn't like me being around your dad."

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Well, I'd understand if you wouldn't want some stranger around and invade your family."

The boy shrugged.

"Papa sounds quite happy when he talks about you."

Patton just barely managed to suppress the urge to ask what kind of things Logan said about him.

"So, what's your name, kiddo?" he asked instead.

"Virgil."

"That's a very nice name."

"Thanks, my Papa picked it out for me."

Patton burst out in giggles. He noticed Virgil trying to suppress a proud smile.

"Do you like the bouquet like this?" he asked and held it up.

Virgil studied it for a moment before he nodded. "It looks quite nice. How much is it?"

"On the house, kiddo."

Virgil frowned and opened his mouth to protest but Patton didn't let him.

"Don't worry about it, really! I'd just like to talk to you a little more if you don't mind."

"Well, I was going to bring them to her grave now," Virgil hesitantly took the flowers, "if you want to you can come along or something?"

"Isn't that something you want to do alone?" Patton asked.

Virgil shrugged. "I don't really care. You don't have to of course-!"

"If you don't mind then I think I just might. It's too late for you to just be walking around on your own. I wouldn't want anything to happen tp you, kiddo."

Virgil glanced over his shoulder to the darkening street. "Yeah, okay."

Patton locked the door behind them and they slowly walked towards the graveyard by the abandoned playground.

"You don't remember your mother, do you?" Patton asked after a little while.

Virgil shook his head. "I was too young back then. Not even a year old."

"I see. I'm sorry," Patton said.

"It's alright. It's just how it is."

They lapsed into silence again.

Patton tried to think of something to say. What did he talk about with the twins when they weren't talking about hero stuff?

"Where do you go to school?" he settled for.

"I don't... Well, at least not right now. Papa homeschools me. I only go to school sometimes if he has too many classes at the university or he doesn't know enough about something to teach me."

"Oh, that sounds kinda cool. I didn't like school much when I was your age."

"From what I know few people do. My mate tells me about it sometimes and I didn't like it either when I went."

Again silence.

The twins sometimes talked about their parents and fights with them but Patton could hardly ask Virgil about his parents. He knew more about them - at least his father - than the boy next to him. Maybe he could ask about that friend Virgil had mentioned?

"Are you going to go on another date with Papa?" Virgil beat him to asking the next question.

"If I wants to," Patton shrugged. "I would love to do something like that again. Maybe without the bank robbery but it was still very nice. And we'll always be able to remember our first date as the day those new villains showed up."

"Vigilantes."

"What?"

"I uhm... I think they're more vigilantes than villains," Virgil looked away from him.

Patton took a moment to get back on track. "If you say so," he shrugged.

"You saw them, didn't you?" Virgil asked and his voice shook slightly.

Patton reached out emotionally and felt a tinge of sympathy. The poor kid was brimming with anxiety and worry. He tried to wrap him up in calm as a way to soothe him a little.

"Yes, we did but just for a moment. It was a little scary at first but they didn't do anything to us. I don't think they were any older than maybe seventeen. Or less," Patton sighed. "With almost every day I wish that I could help the kids from around here more."

He noticed two figures in an alleyway exchanging something, probably drugs. He wished it was an unusual sight.

"Logan probably keeps you away from that kind of stuff, huh?" Patton asked Virgil.

The boy's anxiety spiked and his knees began to shake.

"Uh, yeah, course," he stuttered out. It was probably an upsetting topic. Maybe his friends were involved in the wrong crowds. Logan seemed like the kind of parent who would do anything neseccary to keep his son on the right track.

They reached the graveyard and Virgil mumbled a small "Hello" as they went through the gate.

A somber mood overtook Patton as they passed rows upon rows of gravestones.

Virgil kept looking around as if searching for the right one.

"Don't you come here often?" Patton whispered. It felt inappropriate to speak loudly.

Virgil shook his head. "Not since the funera- There."

He headed towards an old oak tree and finally stopped by a grave near it.

The headstone was rather plain but flowers and vases decorated the grave itself. Virgil kneeled down and took an old bouquet that Patton recognised and replaced it with the one he had brought.

Patton read the inscription on the grave.

     Here lies Caroline Marian Smith  

     Beloved Daughter, Sister and Mother  

     "Do Not Stand by My Grave and Weep, I Am Not There, I Do Not Sleep. " - Mary Elizabeth Frye  

A breeze made Patton shiver.

"How did she die?" he heard himself ask.

"Choked by some cop," Virgil whispered back. "Papa told me that her parents always blamed him though. That's why they don't send any cards."

"Why that?"

"Not sure. He says they never quite liked him. Didn't like when he knocked her up either. Or me, when I was born."

"I'm sorry," Patton said.

Virgil shrugged as if he didn't care but beside the crushing anxiety Patton could also feel sadness from him. To his surprise even a little bit of guilt.

"Thanks for coming with me," Virgil said after a while. "I can go home alone from here. It's not far."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. Still, thanks."

"Your welcome," Patton smiled at him. "I hope we'll meet again soon."

"Yeah, me too. Goodbye," with that Virgil left Patton standing by the grave and trotted towards the gate again. The dead flowers he had taken from the grave still in his hand he vanished down the street in the opposite direction of Patton's flowershop.

"Goodbye, Caroline," Patton told the headstone and decided to head home. It was late.

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[elizabethemerald]

Jlaireby Reunion

@autumnalfallingleaves Done at last. I loved writing this. I hope you love reading it. 

Toby crouched behind a car in his armor, his warhammer in his hand. The rain poured down making a small tinking noise against his helmet and a hissing noise against his hammer. 

He nodded to Aaarrrgghh who was sheltered in an alley across the street then rushed out of cover. Before he could even get his war cry out a wave of water washed over him. His wingman managed to grab him to keep from being washed away. 

“Bring me the royal cores or I will drown this town.” The thing screeched. Whatever the creature was, it wasn’t a troll. It still didn’t seem to care much for human lives. People ran screaming as the monster pulled water up from the flooded canals into the streets. 

“I have no idea what that means!” Toby shouted as the water receded into a swirling vortex around the creature. Whatever it was it was big, and ugly and was able to control all the water around it. 

“Don’t lie to me! You stink of Akiridions!” It shrieked tossing another wave at the young Trollhunter. 

Toby was glad he had worn his armor, the weight helped keep from being washed away. He took a moment to adjust the weight of his hammer while the water pulled against his legs. There was no point in trying to fly at this thing with all the water around, but he could make his hammer drag him closer and closer to it. Aaarrrgghh followed right behind him as he slowly fought the pull of the current threatening to sweep him away. 

“You are probably smelling Aaarrrgghh! He’s the only thing I can smell.” Toby said. 

Toby was almost within striking distance when he stepped on something slimy underfoot. He immediately slipped backwards into the water. From underwater he saw a bright light flash by over head hitting the creature in the torso.Then Aaarrrgghh was helping him stand back up. 

The creature reeled back dazed. Toby was not about to let this thing gain the upper hand again. He swung his hammer back and leaned against his wingman’s large hand. 

“Aaarrrgghh! Throw me!” Toby shouted. 

The massive troll immediately hurled Toby forward. He used his momentum to swing his hammer in a powerful arc smashing into the creature. It was sent howling backwards, flying to the farside of the street.Toby used the backblow of his hammer to bring himself up into the air. The creature roared and pulled all the water in the area to itself, summoning a massive torrent that swirled around its body. Toby could even feel some of the water run off his own body towards it. 

“Now!” A voice screamed out. Was that Eli? Toby wondered.

Before he could ponder further one of the utility poles exploded dropping several sparking live wires, directly into the torrent the creature had surrounded itself with. Toby covered his face with one hand as the electricity sparked and flashed while the creature shrieked. He swore in the flashes he could almost see its skeleton like in the cartoons. 

The flashes of light died out quickly. The creature lay in a small puddle as all of the water it had summoned drained away. Toby held on tight to his hammer as it held him aloft. From his height he could see several figures darting into nearby alleyways. Including two that glowed? And what was that pink light over the next block? A groan below dragged him back to the fight. 

All the water that had started to drain, was pulled back as the creature stood up. It blasted a powerful wave at Aaarrrgghh knocking him back into a car. It didn’t, however, look up. Toby swung his hammer around and increased its gravity as high as it could go. He brought it down with a resounding crash on the creature’s head. 

Aaarrrgghh walked forward and stood with Toby. The two of them watched as the creature seemed to dissolve? It broke apart in small glowing pieces that got smaller and smaller till nothing was left. Toby looked at Aaarrrgghh who could only shrug. He leaned heavily on his hammer.

Toby wanted nothing more than to sit down and rest, but he felt a vibration in his pocket. He carefully pulled out his phone. He smiled, it was still safe in its ziplock bag. He was glad he had thought to store it that way for the fight. His smile grew wider when he saw who was calling. He quickly opened the bag and answered the phone. 

“Hello handsome!” Toby said. 

Jim laughed on the other end. “Hey TP. I’ve missed your voice. Is now a good time to talk?”

Toby glanced at the crater where the creature had been and the gathering Acardians. “Well if you called just to hear my voice, I can’t refuse to let you hear it!”

“Actually I can’t talk long, I have to call my mom next.” Jim said. Toby’s heart sank at those words. He always loved talking with his boyfriend and was sad that the conversation wouldn’t be long. Also if Jim was calling his mom was something wrong? Was he hurt or in danger? “Blinky said he thinks he remembers a gyre station near us!”

Jim was obviously excited, but for a second Toby couldn’t pull his thoughts from his worry. “Ok?”

“That means we can come visit Arcadia! Claire, Blinky and I should be there next week, as long as we don’t run into any emergencies along the way! Isn’t that great?”

“Yeah it’s great.” Toby said with a flat tone. He looked at the crushed, water logged cars around the street, what would Jim and Claire think of their city now? Jim continued talking about the details of their trip, but Toby couldn’t force himself to pay attention. 

“Alright, I’ve got to go. I need to call my mom and tell her as well. I love you TP!” Jim said. Toby didn’t respond immediately. “Is everything ok Tobes?”

At Jim’s pet name for him, Toby perked up. “Everything’s awesomesauce Jimbo! I’m just thinking of what to show you once you’re back. I love you too! I’ll talk to you soon!”

Toby hung up before his voice could crack. He turned away his face sour and almost ran directly into Shannon. He was so surprised to see her he dropped his phone in a puddle. 

“Oh I’m sorry! I just wanted to tell you, great job defeating that thing Toby!” Shannon said. Her eyes seemed to shine in the light of Toby’s warhammer. She paused for a second while he fished his phone out of the water. He noticed that it had died, it survived the entire battle and it dies in an inch of water. “Is everything ok?” She asked. 

“Everythings fine. Jim and Claire will be coming to visit.” With that he turned and walked away. 

* * *

Toby struggled forward. He could hear the screams and shouts up ahead. It sounded like Jim and Claire were in a battle. He tried to take off with his hammer, but it would respond to him, only growing heavier and heavier. He had to get to his two lovers, so he abandoned the hammer. His armor felt heavier as well, like the curse in his hammer had transferred to it. He stumbled out of his armor leaving pieces behind. From around the next corner, just over the next hill, from somewhere up ahead he heard Claire scream in pain.

“Claire! No!” Toby cried as he fought to keep moving. He had no more armor to shed, and still he was dragging into the ground. He fell hard and tried desperately to crawl forward when he heard another scream. Jim this time. 

“No! Jimbo. Please, please.”

Toby sat up breathing hard. He looked around his room in a panic for a few seconds before he realized he had been dreaming. He laid back on his pillow, trying to get his breathing and heart beat back to normal. Jim’s scream still echoed in his mind. The same scream from when Jim had taken the brunt of Morgana’s attack while he and Claire had been bound helpless. The same scream that had often haunted his nightmares since. 

A rumble from across the room brought Toby’s head up. Aaarrrgghh was awake, watching him from the corner of his bedroom. Toby could barely see the hulking brute in the darkness. 

“Nightmare?” Aaarrrgghh asked. 

“Yeah.” Toby said softly. 

“Talk about it?”

Toby leaned his head back against his pillow. He knew the Krubera had plenty of nightmares of his own. Toby had often woken to soft growls and whines from his wingman. Aaarrrgghh didn’t need to be burdened with Toby’s nightmares as well. 

“Nah I’m ok. Get some sleep, we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.” And Toby closed eyes and pretended to fall asleep quickly. In truth it took him hours to fall back to sleep, long after the Krubera was softly snoring. 

* * *

The next day, and the next week Toby tried to keep himself constantly busy. There was a lot of work to be done around Arcadia. There were still large parts of the city needed to be repaired. Business were installing sun shades for the few remaining Troll citizens. And Toby was at the center of it all. Some of the adults balked at allowing a teenaged boy tell them what to do, but Toby illustrated again and again that he knew the most about trolls. 

Toby desperately wished it was still the old days with Jim and Claire at his sides. When they would sneak out at night to fight trolls and investigate mysteries. Now that Trolls were public knowledge, the mayor and the city council wanted to be involved and Toby had his hands full assisting them. 

Despite how busy he kept his days, and how tired he was when he went to sleep, each night he had nightmares. The gyre crashed and Jim and Claire were killed. He was desperately trying to call them but his phone wouldn’t work. They were just in the next room, around the corner, always just a little out of reach and he couldn’t get to them. Sometimes he woke up screaming. Sometimes he woke up crying. 

Both his Nana and his wingman were getting worried about him. It wasn’t hard to tell he was upset, but neither knew what he was upset about. The last thing Toby wanted to do was burden them with his anxieties. 

* * *

“How’s it going Dr. L!” Toby called across the street. Jim’s mom was kicking her car door shut as he walked tiredly to his own door. She turned in surprise and waved him over. 

“I’m doing well. Just a little tired.” Barbara said. Toby noted that she did have dark rings under her eyes and her hair was a little frazzled. Since her arms were already full of bags from her car Toby immediately picked up the remaining bags and hurried to open her front door. She set down her bags inside with a happy sigh. “Thank you, Toby.”

“Of course I can’t let my boyfri- I mean best friend’s mom hurt her back with bags!” Toby carefully covered his slip up. Jim hadn’t told his mom yet that he had opened his relationship and that he and Toby were dating. Barbara didn’t seem to notice and just smiled at him. “What’s in the bags?”

“Baby supplies mostly.” Barbara said, running her hands through her hair. “And a few surprises for Jim. With him coming home in a few days I want everything to be perfect.”

“I know that feeling.” Toby said. Barbara gave him a strange look at that but didn’t comment. 

“How have you been Toby? You look as well rested as I am and I have a couple dozen babies living in my house.”

“Oh you know what trollhunting is like. Never a moment's rest.” He laughed remembering his conversation with Jim and Claire from a few weeks ago. “I’ve been working with the city council to make sure the damage from the Eternal Night is repaired.”

“Oh? Has Walter been much help for you? I know Ophelia is on the council and wants this done as much as everyone else, but I’m sure it is helpful having another voice in your court.”

“Mr. Stickler? I only ever see him when I come by here. I don’t know that I’ve seen him at the city council meetings.” Toby’s face scrunched up in his confusion. 

“He said he had been helping... that you were glad for the help…” Barbara seemed a little lost for a second before shaking her head. “Either way, do you have anything special planned for Jim coming home?”

“Yeah I’m going to make a banner and a cake. I’m not much of a cook but Aaarrrgghh thinks the ones I cook are pretty good. Probably means they’re not safe for human consumption, but at least trolls like them.” He paused for a second, as he watched a few of the volunteers walk by with crying babies. “I was thinking since this house might be a little loud, and uh packed, Jim and Claire might sleep the night at my house.”

“Oh that sounds wonderful. We can have dinner here, then you kids can go over to your house for movies or something. Do you want me to have Walter bring over an extra mattress?”

“Oh that won’t be necessary.” Toby said with another laugh. Then Mr. Strickler lead another batch of the volunteers out of the nursery, Toby was surprised to see some of his classmates among them. Barbara pulled Walter aside while Toby went up and spoke to his friends. 

“I never thought I would see you on baby sitting duty Steve.” He said. 

“Shut up buttsnack.” Steve snapped. He glanced around then smiled at the baby in his arms. “Aja volunteered and I wanted to spend time with her.”

“Ah! Hey Aja!” Toby said, nodding to the new girl. She was a little strange but she was a genius and helped them get the lightning in a bottle. She waved back. 

“Hello Toby of the Robo Teeth!” Aja said cheerily. She kissed Steve on the cheek as she walked by. 

Mary and Shannon walked by holding hands. Toby felt a rush of jealousy. They were all getting such a normal life. Just able to hold hands with their partners. Sure Darci was here in Arcadia, but Toby missed Jim and Claire. As he thought about them his anxiety spiked. He could feel his heart rate go up and knew he was sweating. What if they run into something at the other gyre station? What if something attacked on the way to Arcadia? What if they made it home but they wanted to break up with him? Had he been doing a good enough job as Arcadia’s sole protector? He barely registered Shannon’s face twist with concern. 

“Toby is everything ok?” Shannon asked looking at his face closely. 

“Yep. Everything is awesomesauce.” Toby whispered with none of his usual enthusiasm. Then he turned away walked across the street to his house. 

* * *

It was finally the night that they were coming home. As much as they all wanted to be reunited, everyone decided it was best to wait till nightfall to be safe for all the trolls. The small welcome party was gathered in the woods where they had assembled the Killahead Bridge. With the gyre station in Trollmarket still sealed, and Trollmarket now sealed away as well this was the closest Jim and co. could get by gyre. 

Toby knew he now looked even worse than Dr. Lake. The night before last he had woken up three times with nightmares. Last night he had given up on the idea of sleep completely. He and Aaarrrgghh had played Go-Go-Sushi from dusk till dawn. 

The welcome party had spent the day setting up the...welcome party. Barbara’s house was carefully decorated with black out curtains in place. And the clearing had been draped banners as well. 

Toby and Aaarrrgghh had taken it upon themselves to clear the pieces of Killahead away, so the away team didn’t have to be reminded of it. Now that the Darklands had collapsed, the magic that prevented the pieces from being destroyed had vanished. Toby took out some of his anxiety crushing the pieces into powder with his warhammer. 

Eventually there was nothing left to do but wait. Toby, Darci, Aaarrrgghh, Barbara, and Walter all waited under the trees. Barbara and Walter had set up some lanterns and fairy lights around the clearing to provide light. Those two seemed tense and didn’t talk much. 

Toby found himself alternatively pacing the clearing and sitting with Darci, holding her hand. He couldn’t contain his anxiety. Each passing minute filled his head with worse and worse visions. As he paced Darci watched him walk back and forth, concern clear on her face. She had never seen her boyfriend like this before. 

Aaarrrgghh, suddenly stood up his ears flicking forward. A second later Walter stood up as well. Soon even the humans could hear and then feel the rapidly approaching rumble. The gyre shot out of the ground accompanied by an explosion of rubble. Toby instinctively moved in front of Darci. Mr. Strickler did the same with Dr. Lake. Of course Aaarrrgghh protected all four with his body.

Once the rubble settled, they watched the wheels of gyre spun slowly to a halt. Jim immediately collapsed out of the gyre. Toby was sure he had hoped for a more dignified entrance than that. The half troll shakily turned to help Claire and Blinky exit the vehicle. Toby found himself moving against his will stepping towards them. He halted as they turned to look him. 

Would they yell? Was this where they would break up? Had they been injured during the ride? Was Jim about to die in his arms?

Jim rushed forward closing the gap between them in a fraction of a second. He picked Toby up and spun him around, hugging him tight. Then he set him back down and stared into Toby’s eyes for several seconds, a large stone hand cupping his cheek. And then Jim pressed his lips to Toby’s. 

Toby could feel Jim’s tusks pressing against his cheeks, but he didn’t mind. All his worries of the past week washed away in an instant. He wrapped his arms around Jim’s neck holding him there while they kissed. This was their second ever kiss. Their first as boyfriends. 

When Jim pulled back his eyes and horns were glowing blue and Toby was breathless. Before he had a chance to catch his breath he felt a new pair of hands on his face. He was turned to face Claire. She didn’t hesitate to draw him into a second kiss. Toby gently put his arms around her waist as they kissed. When he was sure he would pass out if he didn’t break away Claire pulled back, her eyes were shining with a purple light. Toby had never her smile so bright and knew he had the same grin on his own face. 

Toby couldn’t help but start to chuckle. Claire giggled as well. Jim laughed loudly and picked them both up and spun them around again. When he set them down Toby looked first at Darci. She had said she was ok with them being open, but he had never kissed someone in front of her. She was looking away a bit of color on her face. 

“Eh, fuck it.” Claire said from Toby’s side. Then she marched up to Darci and gently put a hand on her chin. The two girls looked deeply into each other eyes, then Claire gave her a quick kiss. Before she could pull away Darci pulled her back and kissed her again, this time longer. 

Jim grabbed Toby again picking him up and pressing more kisses to his face. Toby held onto Jim’s horns as they kissed again and again. Jim’s cheeks were riddled with Toby’s kisses. Eventually Toby’s feet were on the ground again, though it still felt like he floated above the grass. Claire and Darci backed away giggling. Jim put his hand on Toby’s shoulder, and Claire stood next to him, one hand on his waist the other around Darci’s. Darc had one arm across Claire’s shoulder and the other reaching in front of her to hold one of Toby’s hands. And they finally turned to look at the adults in the clearing. 

Strickler was meticulously studying a piece of the Killahead Bridge. Barbara stood with her hands clasped in front of her, her eyes shining. Aaarrrgghh had covered his eyes, but opened his fingers so he could peak. Blinky smiled broadly, two hands tucked into his belt and two crossed in front of his chest. 

“So uh,” Jim started, not sure what to say. “That’s a thing, that happened.”

“And will hopefully happen a lot more!” Claire said confidently, kissing Darci on the cheek. 

Barbara made a high pitched noise and clapped her hands together in glee. “This is fantastic. I’m so happy, for all of you.”

Aaarrrgghh rumbled in agreement and Blinky also clapped his hands. 

“That’s settled then.” The four armed troll said. “I believe we have another party to catch! Shall we depart?”

“Yes let’s!” Jim said. Then he scooped Toby in one arm and Claire and Darci in the other. All three squealed in delight as he hustled to the cars parked nearby. \

Hammer, Sword and Staff. The stories of three lovers, separated by miles but joined by the trials they faced together. Time and distance may drag them apart, but eventually their love will bring them together. 

Previous installments: 

Toby asks Jim out

Video date for Toby, Claire and Jim

All I want in the world

These stories take place After the Eternal Night. Just as my tales of A Doctor and a Museum Director finding love together and my tales of Reckless Slayerz protecting Arcadia

#jim lake junior #toby domzalski #claire nunez #Hammer sword and staff #after the eternal night #jlaireby #writing emerald

[cruddyborderlandstheories]

Fl4k Fl4k Fl4k Fl4k Fl-

i didn’t die i just fell in love with that skill tree creator and have done nothing for the past few days but make skill trees and sleep for 3 hour intervals. im very excited for the gameplay on Wednesday but oh man oh me oh my i gotta catch up on a lot of posts lol

tl;dr: Fl4k is a badass. Stop misgendering them or I’ll show up at your home at 3am local time every time and then eat your spine. Bonus: Mr. Chew being an ‘Eridian skag’ is probably due to some funky mutation from eridium/slag/eridian stuff. Kinda like how Threshers have the ability to make singularities because they are native to Elpis, which is a big ol’ Eridian base (which i totally addressed in this post lol). I also gave my opinion on Fl4k’s skills in general, if you’re interested in that. Overall, a very awesome trailer! Definitely lived up to the hype.

i said it before, this trailer was one of the best ones. definitely #2 for me, Zane is still at #1 because i actually laughed during it. the music in this one is definitely the best out of all 4 tho. seems like they’re all variations of the same song, i like this one best. I need this soundtrack sooo bad.

also i know probably no one else following this blog watches one piece but like

that first footstep with the studded boot and the sound effect immediately flung me back to katakuri. god katakuri was a badass. i was so excited to see that fight animated.

mr chew spinning around is my favorite thing ever. i love that you can tell the personality of the pets just from watching the intro. 

i know fl4k is like a real badass in this trailer, but i get the feeling they’re going to end up being at least a little soft for their pets. i mean... they have stuffed animals of them ffs.

so... we’re near Sanctuary-III in this trailer? I gotta keep my eye out then. i also want to see if that one claptrap area guess i had is correct or not... this looks like an entryway for the garage so im guessing i wasn’t, but let’s seeeee

there is a raised bit up and to the left

also im wondering if this means we’re going to have to rescue ellie from the CoV.

hmmmmmmmm

hmmmmm i don’t think the signs match up.

mr chew is the goodest boy. im so glad we can pet/interact with him!! i want to know what the names of the other pets are

also, a bit off topic but

i could have sworn fl4k’s jabber was cryo/shock. it was blue, wasn’t it? i wonder if they changed it or if it’s skill upgrades change its color. i thought the upgrades just gave it better guns.

yeah it was! i guess possibly upgrading it with the guns gives it a new color scheme? maybe? this could be the gunslinger upgrade!

it looks like their jabber went through the most design changes out of all of the pets. that or this is yet another upgrade (since each pet has 3 states). maybe this is the beefcake version.

‘bitch’. i love how expressive fl4k is with just the eye. very well done.

ohhh you know what that building is in the back?

[we’re near the intro to the game!]*

and tbh i don’t think this place has the building for Ellie’s Scrap in it... i don’t see it anywhere. maybe this is the actual scrapyard and the building is on the other side?

not quite sure tbh. but at least we know this place may also be near sanc-iii, just maybe not the same area as the actual Ellie’s Scrap.

i mean... there IS a shitload of cars everywhere. i wouldn’t surprised if it’s near her garage cause it looks like a scrapyard.

but also where in the fuck are all these ‘normal’ looking cars coming from?? it’s not like we see them being used on pandora. all the ones we see in bl1/2 are clearly dilapidated and rusting. big thonk. at least the vans/busses kinda make sense.

oh yeah that is definitely the same building. [it’s the recruitment center!]*

this scene with the rakk is my favorite out of all the trailers. so fuckin cool

i do hope the jabber goes back to being blue at some point. i like the red design too, don’t get me wrong, but i much prefer the glowy blue. it’s my favorite color and you guys know i love glowing things 👀

<Huge Selection!!!> lol

cat/doggo/monkey. mr chew is my favorite pet but i love the jabber panting like a dog lol

i never knew this is where spiderant mouths were

i always assumed they were below that... f r e a k y

“he likes to chase cars”

fl4k probably took them to the scrapyard for this exact reason ngl. fl4k being a big softie to their pets confirmed

(also, notice how fl4k uses ‘he’ for mr chew. it’s almost as if they understand the concept of gender, chose their own pronouns, and your argument that they only are nonbinary only because they “don’t understand yet” is invalid! Fl4k is canonically nonbinary and uses they/them/theirs pronouns as confirmed by both SungWon Cho and their in-game skills. 

Now that you know, use they/them/theirs for Fl4k or get off my blog. Because by not doing so, you are disrespecting the devs’ wishes for this character AND the nonbinary people who find representation in them and I won’t support that. if you feel like arguing your reasons to purposefully misgender them even after knowing this, please DM me so I can block you. thanks! 

For those of you out there actually making an effort: mistakes happen, especially if Fl4k is the first NB person you’ve learned about. Just make sure to correct yourself then move on, and we’re okay. Everyone has to learn sometime and it’s better to put in the effort than not care at all. It will become second nature.)

Fl4k is such a badass, they really are way different than i expected (personality-wise), but i am not complaining. gearbox knows me better than i know myself, so i know i’m going to end up loving Fl4k anyway. ProZD did such a fantastic job, i honestly did not recognize him at first! i can tell with certain words now, but wow i am blown away. 

i hope we’re able to climb that bird’s nest lookin’ thing in the back. it would be perfect for sniping and/or placing ur clone for maximum coverage.

seriously, what a badass.

idk i feel obligated to give my opinions of Fl4k over here since they were recently released. I am digging them 100%, tho i was kinda surprised (not in a bad way) they’re not as... i guess soft as i was expecting from their character design with the plushes and the face on the backpack and the smiley face pin, but i imagine that’s different when they’re interacting with their pets. im super curious to see how this VH group’s dynamic is going to go. 

mechanically, their skills seem perfect for people who loved sniper Zer0 and in general Mordecai, with a splash of Salvador tossed in for good luck. I am a dirty melee Zer0 main and i prefered Phasewalking over Bloodwing (altho i still play mordy bc he’s best bl1 VH) so, while I am definitely going to give Fl4k a go, they’re not my main bl3 Vault Hunter, that’s reserved for Zane and his lovely ability to befuddle enemies and run around. Funnily enough, I’m not even a fan of pet classes, so Fl4k being second in my play order is pretty funny. Tho, yeah, Amara being last is also pretty weird. I guess I don’t necessarily enjoy melee, I just enjoy messing with the bad guys lol

ohh, also, I am most interested in the upgrade for mr. chew that gives him the ability to create singularities and is called ‘Eridian Skag’. 

so I’m not saying my theory that the threshers on the moon were connected to Eridians was right, I’m just saying they’re the only form of wildlife we know that has a singularity ability (outside of Mr. Chew, apparently). 

im just saying gearbox, you should hire me to write your deep lore for you cause i’d do it for free

im wondering if we’ll be seeing skags with wormhole abilities in bl3. maybe the constant exposure to slag is starting to mutate them further beyond just elemental bonuses (on badass skags). We know Maya’s phaselock has a singularity ability (so does Amara’s phasegrasp), and that is sorta ‘occurring naturally’ (you know, as natural as siren powers can get) unlike the singularity grenades we encounter which use our known technology. plus, uh, whatever happened to the destroyer’s eye in TPS that made it create a singularity/wormhole by injecting it with a fuckload of slag. that probably has something to do with this as well.

but geez i really hope mr. chew is okay with being all slag/eridium-ed up. i guess being badass elemental skags doesn’t appear to hurt them, just make them more powerful, unlike humans. maybe that has something to do with sentience, if slag/eridium/eridian stuff actually is driving bandits crazy. could explain why/if the jabber doesn’t get an element like the skag (eridian skag) and spiderant (fire) do, since they’re described as semi-sentient...

anyway.

Fl4k is cool. Definitely a neat trailer- my second favorite for sure- and the skill tree drop blew me away because i was not expecting it. im expecting a lot of Fl4k mains in the first few weeks of gameplay because they look like a lot of fun!

EDIT: i was wrong, in the newest IGN vid, it turns out we ARE near the recruitment center, because that IS the recruitment center

they gave them little orange flags! good to know!!

#fl4k #borderlands #bl3 #borderlands 3 #fl4k is nonbinary #fl4k uses they/them/their pronouns

[thebestplltheories]

PLL The Perfectionists - 1x03 If One Of Them Is Dead - Review

Overall, another flawless episode. No filler, just adding more bricks to the new house so to speak. As I said before, I won’t be doing these live anymore because pausing every 30 seconds to type a dotpoint on my phone really takes away from the fun of live viewing. I won’t be stopping reviews like this though. Here’s my thoughts on episode 3!

That first scene was sensational. I was worried that we’d dropped down to sloppy writing already by episode 3 because Caitlin asked Ali why she’s helping them and Ali responded with something off topic - thank GOD Ava said “no bitch answer the question: why are you helping us?” It’s a small detail but it’s super important to me that the character’s conversations are meaningful.

Ok, last week I wasn’t a fan of Dana. Now I’m really loving to hate her. She’s breathing down their necks the entire episode and that’s just great television.

But I gotta admit. The whole time I was thinking... why don’t they all just come clean? Dana already knows their secrets. Paint Nolan as the bad guy, he’s dead and can’t defend himself, game over? I guess that would look like they had a motive to kill him. And Ava wouldn’t allow such injustice to Nolan. But still. I’m wondering how it would turn out if everyone just comes clean. Even in PLL I had that burning question.

Another episode, more reasons to love Dylan. Eli is just doing an amazing job especially for the new kid on the block.

This episode had one goal and it achieved it very well: to establish a new friendship, or team, amongst the 3 main new characters. We went from being almost strangers in episode 1 to now helping each other find clues in a murder in episode 3.. I like that!

One thing that annoyed me this episode is that Mona still feels disconnected from everyone else. I see how she fits in this show. She doesn’t feel forced. She has a role. But she’s so distant from everyone and she only ever communicates with Ali. Hopefully she gets entangled in the murder mystery on a deeper level very soon and begins interacting with Caitlin, Ava and Dylan.

Sorry Zoe but you’re boring :(

Why do I feel like Claire is going to drive a wedge between the group.

If anyone calls the scene at the charity event a filler (the one where they throw confetti or whatever)... ding dong your opinion is wrong. Sure at face value it seems like a filler because what happened? They packed bags. Ok, filler. But look at the meaning behind that. That scene was the first moment all 3 truly clicked and even Dylan explicitly said it (I think it was Dylan?) - “I enjoy hanging out with you guys.”

And that car ride! Loved that scene. It’s typical PLL (how many of those did we get?) and it also showed Nolan’s sweet side. And we got our first answer! I’ve updated my list of questions. Ava followed Nolan to Taylor’s cabin. I highlight this not because it’s an important answer - but because let’s look at what this means: Marlene wrote a scene in episode 1 (the car following Nolan) AND SHE KNEW THE ANSWER WHILST WRITING THAT SCENE because she answered it shortly later. Let’s hope this same approach to writing was taken when she wrote Nolan’s death scene.

That scene at the cabin was just perfection. Ali being the one to show up, snooping around, Ali saying she’s going home then going back in.. great.

I legit thought Nolan’s body was gonna be in the trunk. Don’t know why I thought that. But hey we had a pig in PLL and now a rat in TP. What’s with an animal in the trunk??

That final montage was beautiful. I loved Ava’s words about perfection and imperfection.

They’re jumping to conclusions pretty quickly about Mason all because of gum but I’m glad someone (Dylan?) said that many people chew the same gum. It shows that the writers are aware that this is heightened reality. But anyway, I’m kinda okay to pretend that gum is a clue to a murder.

OH AND CAN WE TAKE A MOMENT TO APPRECIATE MONA’S LINE (“do you know why I faked my own death?” — “cos everyone in Rosewood wanted you dead?”) ICONIC

They think it’s Mason now. Therefore it’s not Mason! You don’t need to have seen PLL to know that haha

#pll #plltp #pll tp #the perfectionists #pretty little liars #pll the perfectionists #pretty little liars the perfectionists

[theonethatcompletesyou]

Christmas in Lights | Junmyeon (part 1)

Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Neighbor!AU 

Pairing: Junmyeon x Reader Word Count: 2701 Warnings: None! Summary: Kim Junmyeon has been your sworn enemy ever since he beat you in the annual town Halloween decorating competition and now you will stop at nothing to beat him in the Christmas decorating competition. (This is part 1 of a 2 part story)

A/N: This was written as part of the @exo-writers-net December Collab Event! I was lucky enough to be partnered with @morkmywords I absolutely love all of her fics (I personally recommend Not Really a Cinderella Story and Peaches). And we’re sorta down to the wire on posting these, but better late than never, right??? @morkmywords wrote part 2!

PART 2 HERE

You looked up from your paperwork when the door to your office opened. Walking in the door was Kim Seju, a third grader and also your most frequent visitor. He was holding his elbow and had a small frown.

"Miss (Y/N)?" He asked with a frown.

You gave him a smile, "How's it going, Seju?"

He held out his arm out toward you, "I fell down and scraped my arm while I was playing tag."

You pressed your lips together, trying to not laugh as you reached for your first aid kit. This was the third time this week. This kid always got hurt in some way. Good thing your

He went over to his usual chair in the office and sat down next to you as you opened up the kit. You started to clean his scrape with the alcohol wipe. You started to talk to him to distract him from the pain.

"Any plans for winter break, Seju?" You asked, careful to not press down too hard to cause him more pain.

Seju winced, "Not really. It'll just be me and my dad this year. Dad doesn't have a girlfriend this year or anything so we don't have to go anywhere which is nice."

You nodded as Seju rambled on. You had already placed the bandage on his scrape but he didn't notice. You couldn't help but find his rambling endearing. At the mention of the lack of holiday plans, you had to hold yourself from scowling.

"So you and your dad are just staying home this year, huh?" You asked, a little bitter.

Seju looked at you, confused. "Yeah? But what about you, Miss (Y/N)?"

You shrugged, "I don't have any plans with family. My sister decided to go to the Bahamas with her husband. So I'm all alone this year."

For the third year in a row, you couldn't help but think bitterly. Well, you could blame it on her lavish lifestyle. She had certainly changed ever since she won the lottery.

Then again, she did gift you a house that you wouldn't have been able to afford on a school nurse salary. It was in a nice neighborhood, though you couldn't help but think it was probably the cheapest one.

You didn't have any actual plans for Christmas, but you had more important plans leading up to it. Possibly diabolical ones.

As if summoned by your thoughts, the door to your office opened again.

Walking in wearing a dark gray suit was Kim fucking Junmyeon.

He looked around the office confused until his gaze rested on you. He smiled wide, his eyes crinkling slightly.

"Knew I'd find you here," he said.

Not at you. But the boy sitting next to you.

"Dad!" Seju exclaimed, jumping out of his seat super fast and running to his father.

You watched as Junmyeon bent down to give Seju a hug. And if it were any other parent, you would have found this a cute scene.

Junmyeon locked eyes with you over Seju's shoulder, smirking. It made you seethe.

"What are you doing here?" Seju asked when he pulled away from the hug.

Junmyeon smiled and patted his son's head. "I'm pulling you out of school for your dentist appointment, remember?"

Seju pouted. "I hate going to the dentist."

Junmyeon laughed. "Well, if you don't have cavities, we can make cookies tonight, okay?"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

The bell rang, signaling the end of recess. Junmyeon nudged his son. "You go get your stuff and meet me back here, okay? I already talked to the office and your teacher."

"Okay!" Seju exclaimed, running out of the office. "Be back!"

Part of you hoped that Junmyeon would leave or wait outside, so your veins thrummed when he simply hung around.

"You going to the meeting later?" Junmyeon asked, leaning on your desk. You wanted nothing more than to smack his arms away.

"Do I really have a choice? Minseok would skin me alive if I skipped," you scoffed.

Minseok never forgave poor Baekhyun when he skipped a neighborhood community meeting to sleep early. He had put Baekhyun on cleanup duty for the three months after.

You locked eyes with him and he smirked. You wanted to slap it off of his face.

"I think he's going to announce the Christmas decorating contest tonight. Are you prepared to lose again? Ready for a repeat of Halloween?" he teased.

If you were a cartoon, steam would have been coming out of your ears. He laughed at your expression.

Seju opened the door once again, his backpack haphazardly thrown on. "You ready to go, Dad?"

"Yeah, let's go, buddy." He went to the door but turned around and winked at you. "I'll see you later, Miss (Y/N)."

Seju waved at you enthusiastically. "Have a good day, Miss (Y/N)! Thank you for the band-aid!!"

You gave the child a small wave back. You also tried not to look at Junmyeon's butt as he walked away.

You failed.

Shit.

Neighborhood community meetings were always interesting. You figured it was a perk to knowing everyone It gave you the chance to see people you were otherwise too busy to see due to differing schedules. Like Zhang Yixing, who travelled a lot but always made time to come to each meeting. And Do Kyungsoo, who always made enough food for everyone. Especially after the time Jongin was in charge of the food and gave everyone food poisoning because of bad fried chicken. It also gave everyone the opportunity to gossip like the catty housewives they pretended they wanted to be. Like Kim Jongdae, who was once again passive-aggressive in telling Chanyeol that his bushes were three inches too high for regulation. You had no idea if Chanyeol was playing dumb or if he genuinely didnt pick up what Jongdae was trying to tell him. You sat towards the back of the hall that was usually used for these meetings. You looked up when you felt someone take the seat next to you. Oh Sehun slumped in his seat, which you found odd because he usually had perfect posture. He sipped at his coffee that was usually provided at these meetings. His eye bags were dark and extreme. "Everything okay?" You asked. "I've been up for thirty hours," he mumbled. "Why?" He opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted by Minseok who stood at the podium. He looked adorable in his Santa hat. "I'm glad that everyone could make it today!" He greeted warmly. "We have a bit to talk about today but I'll cut to the chase with our more exciting news. We are hosting another round of our Christmas decorating contest!" You squeezed the hem of your skirt tightly in anticipation. "This year's theme is Lights! So make sure you make your house light up the night this year!"  Minseok announced. He rambled on but your eyes trailed over to where you knew Junnyeon was sitting. You had been hyper aware of him ever since he entered the room. He looked over and locked eyes with you, a growing smirk on his face. You scowled. What a dick. "Are you still mad about him beating you on Halloween?" Sehun asked, you could tell from his teasing tone that he was amused. "Of course. What's passed is past. I just think it was ridiculous that he won even though Nightmare Before Christmas is clearly a Christmas movie and not a Halloween movie," you scoffed. "You're such a sore loser," Sehun chuckled. "Just you watch asshole," you grumbled. "I'm gonna beat him this year."

To say that you and Junmyeon had a history would be ridiculous. You had known him for a little less than a year, and for most of it you thought that he was a perfect gentleman. He definitely had his cool and suave sides, accentuated by the way he dressed in his suits for work. There was a charm about him that drew you to him immediately. It also helped that he was incredibly attractive. You felt yourself melt every time he threw a smile toward you. You could say that you harbored a little tiny crush on him. And then Halloween happened. Your neighborhood was famous—borderline notorious—for the Christmas decoration contest held every year. And for the last five years (including the first year that the house was gifted to you by your millionaire sister) the title for Best Decorator had been yours for the last five years. You were gifted a reindeer shaped statuette each year with the title Best Decorator and the year etched under it on its base. It was perhaps a little bit overboard, but you appreciated the sentiment and had each statuette proudly displayed on the mantle of your fireplace. So when a Halloween version opened up this year, you gunned for first place as well. You spent a lot of time researching fog machines and projectors. You went to haunted houses with the intent on taking notes on how to successfully make a scary aura. You had thought that your only competition would be Sehun, who thought that TP-ing his own house counted as Halloween decorating. Oh, how wrong you were. Kim Junmyeon won the title for Best Halloween Decorator. He had managed to turn his front yard into a recreation of a Tim Burton movie seemingly overnight. You could see elements of both Nightmare Before Christmas and Beetlejuice in his decoration. And because of it, he stole the title from right under your nose. It took you until almost Thanksgiving to get over the loss, but you had acknowledged Junmyeon as your rival. You resolved to keep your title for Christmas and crush him. You still adored Seju though, even though the kid got hurt enough at school to where you worried over him, seeing him was still the only good part of your day sometimes. You unlocked the door to your car only to freeze at what was inside. You looked around confused until you found a tiny card on your dashboard and opened it. You immediately ripped the card in anger. A door opened next door, Sehun was walking out, presumably leaving for work. You dropped the pieces of card on the ground and charged at Sehun, your hands wrapping around his neck. He yelped in surprise. “Why did you help Junmyeon break into my car?” you growled. “How did you know?” Sehun asked, voice barely escaping in your grip. “Only you are crafty enough to break into a car without breaking a window.” His eyes suddenly shined at the odd compliment. You thought that it was weird that he was flattered. “You think I’m crafty?” You nodded. “Like how Kevin McCallister from Home Alone is crafty.” You let go of Sehun’s neck, he bent over to catch his breath. “But that’s beside the point! Why did you help him do it?” Sehun shrugged. “He just asked me to do it and I did. He didn’t tell me why.” “He left a bajillion Christmas themed pacifiers in my car,” you said, frustrated. “Along with a card that said, ‘You might need these for when I beat you in the contest.’” “This rivalry you guys have is the weirdest form of foreplay,” Sehun wheezed, rubbing his neck. “What are you talking about?” you asked. Sehun rolled his eyes. “C’mon, (Y/N), it’s clear that you two have a thing for each other.” “I do not have a thing for Kim Junmyeon!” you exclaimed angrily, uncaring if the entire neighborhood heard you. “The way you stare at his butt begs to differ,” Sehun muttered bitterly. You rolled your eyes. In another world you thought you and Sehun would be a good match, but his interests more aligned with musicians who wore too many muscle shirts. Before you could open your mouth to reply—probably to tease him about his petty jealously—Sehun’s front door opened again, revealing Chanyeol who strided over to Sehun with his signature grin. “Sehun-ah!” he called out. He handed Sehun a paper bag. “You forgot your lunch.” Sehun smiled, eyes squinting into crescents. “Thank you, hyung. I appreciate it.” You looked back and forth between them. Sehun, as if remembering what was happening and where he was, looked at you panicked. “This isn’t what it looks like?” You quirked an eyebrow, “Good, because I don’t have the emotional capacity to unpack this right now. Just don’t help Junmyeon break into my shit ever again.” You turned around and stomped away. “I have an ass to beat this Christmas!” “Kinky!” Sehun yelled to your retreating back. You flipped him off.

You opened the door to see Seju shuffling nervously, holding a giant plastic bag in his hands. You blinked, confused, before shaking it off. You smiled, "Seju, how is your break going?" "Good, Miss (Y/N)!" Seju answered enthusiastically. He thrust the plastic bag at you. "I made these for you!" The contents of the bag looked questionable. Inside looked what appeared to be black star-shaped lumps. You hesitated to take them, but you didn't want to hurt Seju's feelings. "Thank you, Seju. What are these?" You asked. He tilted his head at you, confused. "Can't you tell? They're cookies!" You gulped before putting on a stronger, faker, smile. "Of course they are, how silly of me." "I made them to thank you for taking care of me!" Seju grinned. You were touched by the sentiment. "You're very welcome, Seju. Just be more careful when school starts back up again, okay?" Seju nodded, "Okay!" Deep down, you knew that nothing much would change. Seju waved goodbye as he went back to his house, leaving you with the bag of lump-shaped cookies. You closed the door and sighed. Should you throw them away? Another knock on the door startled you out of your thoughts. You opened the door again, surprised to see Junmyeon at your doorstep. He was most certainly dressed down. He wore a plain white shirt with gray sweatpants. His hair, not styled, was pushed out of his face by a headband. His hands were behind his back, and you could see the tiniest peek at how defined his chest was. How did he still look so good even in casual clothes? "Hi?" You asked. "What are you doing here?" Junmyeon sighed. "Whatever you do, do not eat those cookies." He revealed another plastic bag from behind his back. This time, you could clearly see that they were cookies. You gingerly took them from his outstretched hands. "Why are you being so nice to me?" You asked with a glare. Junmyeon shrugged. "My son likes you." You rolled your eyes. "You're just buttering me up so that I could let my guard down for the competition." His lips quirked up in a teasing smile. "Is it working?" "As if," you huffed. "Delicious sweets won't work on me." You were about to slam the door in his face but stopped yourself. "Thank you, though," you mumbled. "I had no idea what I was going to do with Seju's cookies." Junmyeon smiled bigger this time, more genuine. "My pleasure, (Y/N)."

You walked out on your front porch and screamed. "What the hell is this?!" You dont know how, but overnight your front yard had become a reenactment of Nightmare Before Christmas. You had come face to face with Jack Skellington in a Santa costume, smiling in a way that unsettled you. There was a note sticking on his chest with your name written in neat scrawl. You instantly recognized the writing. You opened the note. 'You're right, Nightmare Before Christmas is much more of a Christmas movie than a Halloween movie. Maybe if I gave you these you'd stand a chance at beating me. --Junmyeon' You crushed the note in your hand and pushed Jack Skellington over, screaming. You spied Sehun out of the corner of your eye, who raised his hands in surrender and shook his head, wanting to let you know that he had nothing to do with this one. You stomped over to the rest of the decorations, pulling them down. Kim Junmyeon just struck your last nerve.

PART 2

#exodecembercollab18 #exowritersnet #kim junmyeon #junmyeon #junmyeon/reader #morkmywords collab #ITS STILL DECEMBER WHERE I AM SO THIS IS TOTALLY ON TIME #kiki writes stuff sometimes #mine

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Lucas Friar moved back to Texas at 17, now he’s running for Mayor of Rosewood Springs so best friend Zay and little sister Gigi decide he needs a little help from a political consultant. Riley Matthews found her calling, she found a fiancé, but she never expected to find herself here, of all places.

Cross-posted to FF.net | Soundtrack | Past Chapters

Author Note: Yay! This is done before 11:59pm…the things I promise when I’m falling asleep—yikes! Thanks to everyone who filled out the Reader Survey, I’m gonna close it and share any cool info like favorite multi-chapter, etc. Also thanks to everyone who voted in the poll about who Gigi should be with. I had a feeling Zay was going to win. I’ll have a poll soon about the twins, so keep an eye out for that. I’ll be around all of tonight (Saturday) so if you’ve got any questions/comments my ask box is open and Anon is on. Seriously you guys all rock.

-the only one I dream of-

Lucas was thankful he caught an elevator when he did, and that he knew the hospital layout well enough to find the courtyard. He stopped to catch his breath, whatever secrets he and Riley had would be out soon. Not that any of it was ever meant to really be a secret. Just that they wanted to wait so they didn’t favor one set of parents over the other.

It took him a moment before he heard the muffled cries. He looked around expecting to find a young child, a grieving mother, instead he found Deacon.

His stomach sank as he moved towards the younger man, “Deacon, what’s wrong?”

“I love her.” His words staggered, hanging in the air, “I would do anything I can to make her happy. I’ll wipe her tears away when she’s crying, hold her when she’s sad. I want to have children with her.”

“You’ll have that.” Lucas sat next to him on the bench.

“She came out of the surgery.” Deacon’s voice was slow, “Your parents thought I should be the one to see her.”

“Then why are you out here, rubbing your fist?”

“She started to wake up, she, she said I love you Zay.” Deacon released a breath, “I was so hurt I left the room and went to the waiting room, Zay was there, I punched him, told him to stay away from Gigi.”

Lucas took this all in, “She was coming out from the drugs, right? She might not know what she was saying. Besides nothing has ever happened with Zay and Gigi.”

Deacon studied his fist, “How can you be so sure?”

“I can’t, but Gigi is engaged to you. She’s not chasing after Zay, she goes to you.” Lucas wasn’t sure, he had no idea what was or wasn’t happening with his baby sister and his best friend, but he didn’t think Deacon needed anymore doubt now.

“Why are you out here? Is Riley okay?”

“She’s fine, just sprained her ankles. I had to hide from her Dad, he wanted to steal my shoes.” He chuckled at it now, but he knew when he went back inside he’d have to tell his family the truth.

“Then she’ll be released soon, right?”

“They uh, want to keep her for observation.” Lucas looked back towards the door, “Calm down, come back inside, go see Gigi, you’ll see when she looks at you that she loves you.”

“Thanks Lucas, good luck with Riley’s Dad.”

Lucas nodded, taking a deep breath of fresh air before heading back in to face his family.

Cory came into the waiting room, “Okay, where is he?” No one answered it, it took him a moment to realize that Zay had an ice pack on his face, Bonnie and Grady weren’t in the room.

“Who, Cory, what is wrong with you?” Topanga questioned her husband, seeing the frazzled energy vibrating off his body.

“Lucas” He looked at Zay, “You, you know what he did to my baby girl?”

Zay stared at his former teacher confused, “Man I don’t know what’s going on. Gigi’s fiancé just attacked me.”

Cory crinkled his nose in confusion, “Texas is a weird place, we never should’ve let Riley come down here. Terrible things happen in Texas.”

Topanga rolled her eyes, “Did you see Riley?”

“Yeah, I saw her.” He threw his hands up in the air shaking them as if trying to mimic spirit fingers. “She’s fine, well except for what Lucas did to her.”

Topanga pinched the bridge of her nose as she took a deep breath, “Cory, what the hell are you talking about?”

“Hey everyone.” Lucas came in, moving quickly past Cory and going over to Zay, “I see Deacon did a number on you.”

Zay took the ice pack off, “Yeah, I don’t know why.”

Lucas looked at his friend, “I think you do know.”

“Hey, you, we gotta talk about what you did to my daughter.” Cory tapped Lucas on the shoulder as Topanga tried to pull him back.

Lucas sighed as he spun around, “I promise it’s not what you think Mr. Matthews, as soon as my parents are back, we’ll all go talk to Riley.”

Topanga studied him, “What do we need your parents for to see Riley?”

“Because we just do.” He glanced at his watch, it was still the afternoon, even though the day felt like it had been a week long already.

“You’re going to be okay.” Grady looked at his daughter, “Your Mom is outside waiting to come in. I think you have every right to be mad at her.”

“How’s Riley?” Gigi’s voice was a whisper.

“Sprained her ankles she’s fine.” Grady squeezed his daughter’s hand, “Deacon came in earlier.”

“He did?”

Grady nodded, “Yeah, he did. I’ll send him back in when your Mom is done with you.”

“Thank you.” Gigi couldn’t believe that Deacon had left, how could that be possible.

He kissed her forehead, “Mom will be right in.”

She nodded quietly before he left, she wasn’t sure she really wanted to see her mother, but she needed her at the same time.

Gigi bit her lip as she waited, trying to ready herself for what was about to come.

Bonnie slipped into the room, staying by the door for a moment, “Oh my baby” before she rushed across the room, holding onto Gigi, tightly but still gently, “I’m so sorry for what I said last night, I’m so glad you’re okay.”

“What was with you?”

Bonnie pulled away, brushing Gigi’s hair away from her face, “I just let a little bug get in my ear and didn’t trust you or your brother to make the right decisions.”

Gigi grimaced at the foggy feeling in her body, “What did they do to me?”

“They took out your spleen, and stopped a bunch bleeding inside of you. They’ll explain when you’re a bit more coherent, I’m just so glad you’re alive.”

“I want to see Deacon.”

Bonnie nodded, “I’ll see if I can get him in here okay.”

“Thank you.”

Bonnie smoothed Gigi’s hair one last time before leaving the room, guilt still crashing over her body.

When she returned to the waiting room Deacon still wasn’t there. “Oh, Deacon is still gone, Gigi wanted to see him.”

Zay tossed the ice bag in his hands, “I’ll let him know if he shows back up, Lucas wants you all to go talk to Riley.”

Lucas looked to his friend, “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, go do whatever it is you need you to do.” Zay sighed sitting back in the chair.

“Okay then, Mom, Dad, Mr. and Mrs. Matthews, come with me.” Lucas gave his friend a thankful, but warning look as he guided the parents out.

Riley’s eyes darted around the room, her phone destroyed, she couldn’t get out of bed even if she wanted to so here she was stuck. The channel selection on the TV left her with almost nothing to watch, to try and ease her mind as she worried about what was happening with Lucas, her father, Gigi, all while also trying to let it sink in that she was not only pregnant, but expecting twins.

The door opened, Lucas slipped in and leaned against it, “So, um Thanksgiving was a wonderful idea, but I don’t think we can wait. Especially since you know.”

Riley sighed, “Our parents are outside? Great your mother thinks I’m a gold-digger, now she’ll think I trapped you.”

Lucas smirked, “Oh yeah, um apparently Dixie got that all in her head, she snapped out of it when Dixie was at the house today.”

“That bitch was at our house?”

“Yeah, we’ll discuss that later. Right now, if I don’t let them in your Dad is going to drive the entire staff insane.”

“Let’s do this.” She took a deep breath, adjusting the blankets around her before he opened the door.

It was like a wave crashing against the shore at high tide as the energy in the room changed.

“Are you okay honey?” Topanga immediately moved to her side, glancing at the monitor Riley was hooked up tp.

“I’m fine, just some sprained ankles.” Riley gave a nervous smile.

“Then what’s the monitor for?” Grady looked around the room,

Before they could answer the door opened, a nurse came in, “Okay Mrs. Friar, it’s time for some Tylenol.”

“Thank you” Riley could feel all the eyes on her, she could see Lucas smirk from behind their parents.

Once the nurse left all eyes were on Riley.

“Why do they keep calling you Mrs. Friar?” Bonnie looked at the young woman in the bed.

“Because that’s who she is.” Lucas spoke proudly, already feeling the heat of anger coming from his father-in-law.

“Lucas and I got married in August, we had a ceremony in the Grand Canyon with Gigi and Zay as our witnesses.” Riley explained to the shocked faces all around.

“You married my daughter?” Cory hissed.

Lucas nodded, “Yes Sir, I love her and I plan to be with her forever.”

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Topanga studied Riley, knowing there was more.

“We just wanted it to be between us for now. We also didn’t want to play favorites and tell you at separate times, we wanted to tell you together.” She folded her hands together, “I just went and had my name changed and everything.”

“Why is Rachel your doctor?”

Lucas moved past the parents and sat on Riley’s other side, “Well I hope that you’re all ready to become Grandparents.”

“You got my daughter pregnant!” Cory growled.

“Cory chill out, it’s Riley and Lucas, you knew this was coming eventually. Sit down.” Topanga shot her husband a warning look.

“So, um yeah, found out for sure in the ER this morning.” Riley confessed, “Actually I was talking to Gigi about getting a pregnancy test on our way home from the resort today. But yeah, so the babies seem to be okay.”

“Babies? As in more than one?” Topanga blinked.

“Twins” Lucas looked at the stunned faces around him, “She’s on bedrest the next few weeks just to make sure she takes it easy.”

“Wait, hold up” Grady looked around at everyone, “You got married and now you’re having twins? Were you planning to tell us you were married?”

“We were going to tell you on Thanksgiving.” Riley felt a weight she hadn’t realized she’d been carrying lift from her.

“Are you two sure you’re financially secure to have twins right now?” Grady’s face fell with concern.

Lucas chuckled, “Yeah, we’re very good on money.”

“Yeah, we’re set.” Riley assured their parents, “We’ve got Lucas’ practice, his share of The Wild Z, we’ve got the resort we’re opening, and more than enough in savings to send these two to college and any others that come along later.”

“You own a resort?” Bonnie raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, that’s where she and Gigi were going, it’s in the middle of renovations.”

“We’re not going to meet the New Year’s deadline if I can’t be on site.” Riley sighed.

“Riley don’t worry about that.” Lucas took her hand, “We’ll figure something out.”

“We can help.” Bonnie stood tall, “You need someone at the site, right? Well we can be there, connect via video call so that you can make the important decisions, as long as Rachel—who better be your doctor says that’s okay.”

Confusion twisted Riley’s face, “You would do that?”

“Yeah we would.” Topanga smiled, “You need help, and what are parents for?”

“Don’t any of you have work?”

“Retired” Grady beamed.

“I’m senior partner, I can take time off, especially when my daughter needs me.” Topanga reminded her.

“I have plenty of time I can take off to be here with you.” Cory reminded her.

“Besides, Riley has a deadline, you have an election to win and she as well as Gigi need us.” Bonnie reminded them all.

“We don’t want you putting your lives on hold for us.” Lucas insisted.

“Lucas, we are going to help out with whatever we can and that’s the final decision.” Bonnie stood firm, Lucas knew that he wasn’t going to be able to say otherwise.

Deacon finally returned to the waiting room, finding only Zay. He bit the inside of his cheek as he looked at the older man. Was something going on with Gigi and Zay? Was that why she’d suggested Zay and Gloria May the night before for a partner swap. His stomach turned as he looked at him, “Where is everyone?”

“Lucas took them to see Riley,” Zay kept his distance, “Gigi wants to see you, Bonnie said she asked for you.”

Deacon felt his hands clench into fists, “Have you been in to see her.”

“No” it was one word, but it carried a lot of meaning.

“Good, stay away from her.” Deacon warned once more before leaving. His stomach twisting as he made his way back to her room, he tried to let the anger drain from his face, yet he knew he couldn’t hide the way his heart was breaking.

He took a deep breath and walked in, Gigi was laying in bed, holding a blanket tightly, a frown on her face. “Hey” he spoke softly looking at her as she lit up when she saw him, the way her frown twisted into a smile.

“What took so long? I asked to see you ages ago.” Gigi’s eyes were clouded with sadness.

Deacon sat next to her, “I um was here earlier, you weren’t exactly awake yet, I um, I needed some air.”

Gigi grabbed his hand, “When the car was rolling over, when I couldn’t stop it, all I could think was please God let me see Deacon again, let me tell him how much I love him.”

“Really?” he was trying to fight back the love washing over his body.

She nodded gently, “I love you Deacon, I don’t think I realized just how much until I almost died.”

He gave her a stilted smile, “And Zay, do you love him?”

#Thunder Chasing The Wind #Riley Matthews #Lucas Friar #Rucas #Rucas Fanfic #GMW fanfic #Girl Meets World #Gigi Friar #Topanga Matthews #Cory Matthews #Zay Babineaux

[fearofaherobrine]

Roleplay Server Log #209

“Ineffective Cool Down With MB”

[Steve] Doc... Can you take care of Smile, he wore himself out helping us. [Doc] Of course. I'd be glad too. [TLOT] oh good... -He gives Steve a throughly debauched look and the two tp away without further ado.

[Doc] preps some meat and a water dish for the exhausted dog and tucks a blanket under and around him before giving him a pat on the head.

[Smile] Gratefully drinks the water-

[Jeff] Stumbles into the kitchen, still limping from where Smile bit him-

[Smile] Tail thumps the ground a little-

[Doc] Jeff! You look like you've had a bad day. Want me to stitch that up for you? Sit down at least.

[Jeff] - Fuck off, where's my dog?

[Doc] Points down at the dog-

[Jeff] - What the fuck happened to him!?

[Doc] I'm not sure. He took TLOT and Steve into Cp's dream to help him withhis nightmares. I think he's just tuckered out.

[Jeff] - Doing just that wouldn't make him like this...

[Doc] That's all I know, I wasn't there.

[Mix] We did sort of run around the server before this to save Jane... Maybe all the exercise got to him?

[Jeff] - Speaking of that bitch, I have her knife- He kneels next to Smile to check him over

[Jeff] Wobbles a little since his leg can't take his full weight, even when kneeling-

[liu] -on the floor- hi jeff

[Jeff] - Fuck off Liu

[liu] remember when you said I couldn't fight well I can jane is also looking for her knifes so you should find where she is

[Jeff] - Eh, she'll find me eventually

[Smile] Licks Jeff's hand-

[Doc] Unbalances Jeff so he falls back on the floor and starts working on his leg-

[Jeff] Kicks at Doc with his other leg as hard as he can- FUCK OFF!

[Doc] Is kicked and comes back even more determined. - Hold still you stupid ass! You're bleeding all over the floor.

[Jeff] - I don't need your fucking help!

[Doc] Wrestles with him to get a grip on his injured limb-

[Jeff] Pain shoots up his leg- FUCK!

[Doc] Told you! -  Xe gives up trying to stitch it and slathers a handful of the cold healing paste on it instead-

[Jeff] - GET THAT FUCKING GROSS STUFF OFF OF ME!

[Doc] Is thumped on the floor by his thrashing and just hanging on- Stop moving around!

[Jeff] - NO!

[Doc] Little help here? Anyone?

[Mix] Liu, sit on him

[Jeff] - DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!

[liu] I can try -gets up and sits on jeff-

[Mb] Wanders down the shrine stairs and just walks past them totally unconcerned and opens the fridge. Celine is clinging to his shoulder and there's scratch marks all over his neck and shoulder through his shirt.

[Jeff] - Fucker!- Grabs one of his knives

[Doc] Grabs at his wrist- Cut it out!

[liu] come on jeff I want you to be better

[Deer] - Hello MB

[Jeff] Is scrambling for his other knife as well- Sure, I'll cut you're fucking brains out!

[liu] -grabs his other wrist-

[Mix] I'm very tempted to sit on him too, or to zap him... -Thoughtful look- Getting up right now requires effort...

[Doc] Gets overly frustrated and decks Jeff.

[Mb] Mumbles a sort of greeting-

[Jeff] Is a bit dazed and briefly ceases his struggling-

[Doc] Uses his confusion to patch him up- Idiot.

[Jeff] - I will fucking stab all of you

[Deer] - Are you okay MB?  We noticed you died again...

[Mb] Oh yeah. The little potato over here put up a damn good fight - thumbs at Liu- and the girl with the soulful eyes - indicates Mix- Has some very interesting weaponry.

[Mix] -Stuffs pancake in mouth- What

[liu] as your brother I feel like it's my duty make sure your health so stop and accept the help

[Deer] - Why did you take Jane anyways?

[Jeff] Is coming out of his daze-

[Mb] Bites a chunk off a porkchop and starts feeding the other part of it to Celine- Oh, just a bit of fun. I think she mostly went along with it out of boredom. Cp was out and I was in the mood to rumble.

[Celine] Happily chews on it-

[Deer] - Yes well CP got in trouble as well

[Mb] Ha, well, that's what we do isn't it? What's the fun in being a Herobrine otherwise? Did he piss his wife off again?

[Deer] - Well yes...  And everyone else

[Doc] Watches Jeff from a short distance. - You should give me Jane's knives, I'll likely see her before you do.

[Jeff] - No

[Doc] okaaay....

[Jeff] - Fucking hell Liu, GET OFF YOU FATASS!

[Doc] Don't talk to your brother like that!

[liu] -get up shakily- I am going to be feeling that fight for awhile

[Mb] Good job! I take it the mess is already cleaned up and he's off grooming his whiskers somewhere?

[Deer] - Not whiskers, he escaped that, basically had his wife withheld from him for a little while

[Jeff] - I'll talk however the fuck I want!

[Doc] Pulls out a gold apple and stuffs it in his mouth. - Shut up and eat.

[Jeff] Spits it out and Smile grabs it- I don't need food!

[liu] you need food jeff

[Doc] I... I'm going to have some coffee. Anyone else want any?

[Jeff] - No!

[Deer] - Sounds good love

[liu] no thank you

[Doc] Stumps to the kitchen to find Mb standing there and shudders involuntarily-

[Mb] Grins hugely - No sugar please.

[Deer] - Should we find out where Jane is?

[Doc] Give me a minute and I'll look myself. - At Mb- Please move.

[Mb] Lingers long enough to be obnoxious and slides out of the way.

[Doc] Starts making coffee on the brewing stand and filling bottles with it

[Jeff] Sits up and looks at Smile- So what the fuck did you do?

[Smile] - I went in one dream, then went to another!  And the another!  And then to Slender's!  And then back to the previous one!  And then back to the one before that!  And then back to the first one!

[Jeff] Groans- Smile, you know that's way more than what you can actually handle

[Mb] Intentionally reaches over Doc to take one of the black bottles-

[Doc] Flinches-

[Celine] Wiggles around and jumps forcefully off of MB's back and skids onto the counter-

[Doc] Instinctually grabs at the baby so it doesn't slide off

[Mb] Bonks Doc with the bottle trying to reach the baby as well-

[Celine] Slides off the other side of the counter-

[Mb] Hits Doc with the bottle a second time as he races around the counter to check on Celine.

[Doc] Ow.....

[Celine] Wags tail at the sight of MB-

[Mb] Kneels down and speaks very quietly- You okay there?

[Doc] Awww.

[Mb] Shut the fuck up.

[Celine] Jumps up and bonks her nose on MB's-

[Yaunfen] - Burp?

[Mb] That's my tough little girl-

[Jeff] Stands up and shakes his leg trying to get the slime off-

[Doc] Comes around as well to supervise hir baby - Play nicely....

[Mb] Yeah, cause Celine could kick your kids ass.

[Celine] Cocks head curiously at Yaunfen-

[Yaunfen] Jumps around a little- Burp!  Burp!

[Jeff] - Hey fucker!  You better not let Smile do anything else!

[Mb] Yeah Celine, that's Doc's candy dragon.

[Doc] Excuse me? That's camoflage thank you.

-The two baby dragons sniff at each other-

[Doc] And it's not a matter of letting him do things Jeff! He volunteered!

[Mb] Tries to clandestinly offer Yaunfen a bit of the meat-

[Jeff] - I'm saying don't let him do anything else for a little while!  He's used to much energy doing what he did!

[Yaunfen] Sniffs and then sneezes-

[Mb] What the fuck...? Is this one a vegetarian or some shit?

[Doc] Find Grinny then. He stays pretty still when the cat is laying on him- And yes, actually. Xe only eats sugary things-

[Jeff] Groans and heads off to find the cat-

[Mb] Makes a disgusted face. - Weirdo. Perfect for you.

[Doc] Bite me.

[Mb] You wanna be next?

[Deer] - Love, your coffee is almost burning

[Doc] Dammit! - Dashes back in the kitchen.

[Mb] At Deerheart- Hmph, nice save.

[Deer] - But of course

[Mb] I wonder what it would feel like to butt heads with you? Though, - points at her antlers- they look a bit... soft.

[Deer] Moves them- They are

[Mb] Eyebrows up- So what furry corner of the internet did you come out of anyway?

[Deer] - This seed

[Doc] A bit too loudly as xe fusses with the brewing stand, pouring more powder into it- She's the server!

[Mb] The fuck..?

[Yaunfen] They and Celine are playing, rolling about on the floor-

[snake] -comes down the stairs to the kitchen kazooing- hello everyone

[Mb] At Deerheart, smoothly - So what's a guy gotta do to get an Op around here?

[Doc] No fucking way!

[Deer] - Not happening, other than Doc and I, Lie's really the only other one who's op'd, and that's because she was a human struggling with her brine...  Although she's never used it...

[Mb] Dammit... - He leans close enough to breathe sensually on Deerheart's throat - Are you sure there isn't.. anything I could do... to change your mind?

[Doc] Stop that!

[Deer] - Hmmmm...  I don't know...  I mean, I'm not the only one who can op you...

[snake] -passes mb- you are going to far

[Doc] Don't fucking hit on my girlfriend!

[Mb] What are you gonna do? Get Cp to beat me up again? And what the hell is that?!

[Doc] Bristles angrilly-

[Deer] - I mean, Lie can technically op others, but she can never remember how...

[MB] Oh I'm sure I know the commands...

[snake] -pulls at doc's pant to get hir attention-

[Deer] - Actually, do you think Flux would naturally be op'ed?  She is a server as well...

[Doc] Looks down, hir face is a bit red - What is it Snake?

[snake] do you want me to call gem to beat up mb?

[Doc] Growls, - No. He won't get anywhere anyway.

[Mb] Is making a rather satisfied face-

[snake] also gem has been working on trying to make sweets she remembers

[Mix] I'll fight him again,  as long as I get more food?

[Doc] I prefer my kitchen not be wrecked. And you can have as much food as you want Mix.

[Lie] Comes in, still a bit shaken from what she had seen in CP's mind-

[Mb] Eyes narrow- Hello Lie....

[Mix] Well I want more food but I can't.. get up. My leg fell asleep. -Shrugs-

[Lie] Tenses up a little- Oh, um...  Hello...

[Doc] Looks rather stressed.

[snake] -pulls a cookie with not chocolate chips in it out of his inventory and hold it out for doc there seem to be sugar on to top of it-

[Deer] Grabs some bacon and quickly cooks it before taking it to Mix-

[Mix] Thank you Deer!

[Doc] Takes it distractedly-  Oh. That's odd.

[Deer] - You're  very welcome

[snake] it's a sugar cookie

[Lie] - Doc, is there anything to calm nerves readily available?

[Mb] Slides over to her like a shadow, his voice is throaty and deep. - Nice to see you again. I bet I could calm you down....

[Lie] Yelps and jumps away-

[Doc] Dammit Mb!

[Mb] Tps behind her and brushes her shoulder with a hand- Ah, so jumpy....

[Lie] Tries bolting away-

[Mb] Just gives a low chuckle and watches her with a nasty smile- Not as much fun as fighting but still entertaining.

[Lie] - How about we don't fray my nerves anymore?

[Doc] Sorry Lie. He's just being an asshole to rile people up.

[Mb] But it's so much fun!

[Lie] An enormous amount of calming flowers spring up around her because of her stress-

[Mb] Saunters over to her and picks one-

[Doc] Growls-

[snake] -runs into the flowers to play in them-

[Mb] Looks Lie dead in the eyes and bites the bloom off the flower and swallows it. -

[CP] Feels his mates distress peak and teleports in, kicking MB in the balls from behind- Fuck off!

[Mb] Was already feeling the effects of the calming flower and just ragdolls with the kick, landing in the doorway to the magma room. He just lays there dazed- Owwwwwwww

[CP] Growls at him before approaching his mate-

[snake] -is curled at the bottom of one of the flower in front of lie-

[Lie] Quickly is next to CP, shaking a little-

[CP] - Geez...  Why didn't you stay upstairs if you were still this stressed?

[Deer] Begins working on tea for Lie-

[Doc] Well it probably would have been okay if Mb hadn't wandered in. But then he did just defiantly eat one of Lies calming flowers. If you hadn't kicked him he probably would have slumped to the floor in a few moments anyway.

[Mb] Fuuuuck. -sarcastically- Thanks for the flower Lie! Getting kicked in the dick would have hurt way more if I didn't feel like someone replaced my bones and muscles with slime block pixels.

[Lie] Unsure sure face as she kinda hides behind CP-

[Doc] Checks on Celine and Yaunfen-

-The two are chasing each other around-

[Doc] Can't help but smile softly. - At least the babies are getting along

[Deer] Finishes the tea and gives it to Lie-

[Lie] - Thank you Deer

[Mb] slides a small sugar cane tune out of his inventory and conceals it under his hand

[CP] Catches a small whiff of the tea and purrs a little before he can stop himself- Fuck!

[Mb] puts a wheat seed in the end of the tube and blows in it. The pip goes flying across the room and pings off Deerheart's butt.

[Deer] Yips-

[Doc] only heard Cp cuss and Deerheart yip- what the fuck?

[snake] -sees the wheat seed and goes over to it to picks it up-

[CP] - There's fucking catnip in the tea!

[Doc] Good call Deerheart. Cp...  Catnip works on people too, it's tasty with mint and makes you feel warm and sleepy

[CP] Grumbles- Fine...  If it helps her nerves...

[Doc] it should.

[Mb] softly snickering-

[snake] -gets closer to mb and throws the seed at him-

[Lie] - Doc, would you be willing to contact Dawn soon?

[Mb] little worm...

[Doc] I tried, it's night out there right now. No one is answering. Let's give them a bit to get up.

[Lie] - Okay, it's just that whatever CP ran into, she might be able to help

[snake] I am a snake worms don't have forked tongues

[Mb] whatever. Beat it before I tell my dragon to eat you.

[Celine] Licks Yaunfen-

[Doc] Notices - aww good thing neither of them have the moisture allergy

[snake] you do and gem is going beat you up -slithers away from mb-

[Mb] ppppppppppth! - he's sticking his tongue out at Snake. So mature.

[CP] - I'm just glad Slender can work dreams too...

[snake] -makes a kazoo noise at mb-

[Notch] in chat- Uh, Doc? Can we borrow you? And maybe Cp as well.... You could use some help around Stevie's house, kind of- now-ish...

[CP] - Do I have to?

[Yaunfen] Baps Celine and then they chase each other around the table-

[Doc] Cripes. I have no idea... - Looks down at Mb- Will you behave while the babies play?

[Mb] I'm too relaxed to give a flying fuck.

[snake] I want to go it sounds like an adventure

[CP] - You two go have fun then

[Notch] Can you hurry please...? Stevie is a bit.. overwrougth right now....

[Doc] You can go with me then. - Xe scoops up Snake and puts them in hir waist pocket.

[CP] Grumbles, on the fence about going-

[snake] -pokes his head out of the pocket- yay adventure!

[Mb] Blaaargh. Why the hell did you make fucking knockout flowers?

[Lie] - They're calming flowers, not knock out

[Mb] Try eating one... you'll feel differently....

[CP] - Fuck it, I wanna root for what ever's scaring my brother

[Lie] - I don't understand why everyone tries eating my flowers...

[Doc] Deerheart, can you watch the... - looks at Mb- children?

[Deer] - Absolutely

[Mb] Fuck you and the deer you rode in on.

[Doc] Stomps up the stairs-

[CP] Follows-

[adoringdanniray-blog]

Mrs.Cotta’s Home

“Welcome to your new home, Jocelyn. I’m so sorry that you had to come here but the circumstances you were living in, I would have left too.” Mrs.Cotta said “You’ll be in this room. It currently has seven other kids, you are the eighth. Right now your roommates are out and about looking for a summer job, they should be back for dinner time.” She continued talking but I ignored her. The room wasn’t huge but good enough for eight kids. There were two sets of bunk beds on each side of the bed, with dressers on each side of the bed. In the back were eight desk in a row, they looked as if they belonged in a classroom in a high school. Mrs.Cotta moves to a bottom bunk. “This would be your bed right here, your dresser is the left one right here. So, you can just make yourself at home. Dinner time is at 6:30, don’t be late.” she said.  She walked out the room, and I was left alone in my new home.

I put my duffle bag onto the bed and started to unpack. I had 4 drawers to fit all my clothes. I didn’t mind the small space because I didn’t carry much stuff. After finishing unpacking my roommates didn’t come yet so I decided to find out some information about them myself. First, the person sleeping above me. Their dresser was too the right of the bunk bed. On it was a few picture frames, two pink journals and as notebook. One picture frame, had a family in, a mom, a dad and 2 kids a boy and a girl. Another picture frame had a little girl on the beach holding a seashell. She had a huge smile on her face. On the bottom of the picture had the name Mi-Cha “Emma” 2004. This must be the girl above me. Then another, looked more recent of the girl. She was sitting on a stoop with ripped jeans and a red hoodie. Her smile was small.

“Oh goodness another one” a deep voice said from the door. It was a girl and a boy. The boy had a slim build, rosy skin, long face with almond brown eyes. Thick brown hair slicked down. He had a white V-neck with black jeans and black converse. The girl next to him had a circular face, long straight brunette hair, with big hazel eyes. She wore legging with a long blue T-shirt. The boy came toward me with the girl following behind. “Hey, shrimp. Introduce yourself” he said. “My name is Jocelyn.” I told him.

“How old are you”

“15”

“Hobbies”

“Dancing I guess.”

“Do you have a bunch of product for that hair of yours?”

“Yes”

“Mhm, Why are you here”

“I got kicked out”

“For what”

“For being different”

“Can you stop being so vague”

“I got kicked out for being bisexual”

“Oh. Well I’m Hunter, 17. I love to do videos, I want to be a director on day. This is Cammie.” He said pointing to the girl.” Also 17.” She smiled at me and did a slight wave. “Welcome to your new home. We are the two oldest of this room. The youngest are  boys, 14 years old. The youngest girl is 15. That the girl above you, the girl you were snooping on her dresser. She is also a girl who likes girl. Everyone else that belongs in this room left together so they’ll be back together. Cammie and I are going to the rec room, you can stay here and snoop around some more. And remember 6:30 on the dot it’s dinner time.”

          Hunter never told me why he got kicked out but before I could ask he left and I was left alone again in this room. I decided not to do anymore snooping, in fear I would be caught again. Instead I took a nap, my bed already had a bed sheet and a bed comforter with one pillow.

          I was awoken by the sound of footsteps and laughter. I woke up to see two young boys. Those must be the youngest ones Hunter has been talking about. They sat on one of the bottom bunks snickering to themselves. They were both short and scrawny. They both get up and walk up to my bed with smiles on their faces. “Hi, my name is Axel “says the first boy. He had a long face, brown eyes, short black hair skin with a light brown tint. “Hi, my name is Rami” said the other boy. He had a round face, light brown eyes, thick black hair and brown skin. “Dinner time is almost here, like in five minutes. You should get down to the cafeteria soon.” Said Axel. “Yes, just press the last button on the elevator” Rami said. They both left, still snickering but I never questioned them. I got up and made my way to the elevator.

          “Hey there” I heard behind me. It was the girl in the picture. “I saw you in our room, sleeping, you sleep right under me. My name is Emma nice to meet you” she put her hand out for me to shake it and I shook it “Hi my name is Jocelyn.” She had almond brown eyes, heart shaped face, long brown hair, and pale skin. “You are just in time for dinner” she said. The elevator door opens. We walk in and she presses the last button.

“So, why are you here?”

Not another interrogation

“I got kicked out”

“Oh, why?”

“Because of being bisexual”

“Oh, I got kicked out for being a lesbian. I hid it for a while but then my mom caught me kissing my girlfriend at the time in front of my old school. They did not approve and disowned me as their daughter. “

“Wow, but you feel safer here, right.”

“I do, and more welcomed. I’m so gladded I found this place.”

The elevator stopped and opened up to the cafeteria. “I bet a lot of people told you 6:30 sharp for dinner. That is because if you don’t get here on time, you won’t be able to eat. The kids here can eat so much.” She said. The cafeteria looked more of like a buffet. There were three tables in the middles of the room with all kinds of food on it and you just serve yourself. And it’s all you can eat. Surrounding the tables were many tables with benches on each side. The place was already packed with a lot of kids. “Just get whatever you want and you can meet me and that table in the back.” She pointed at a table in the back corner. I nodded and walked towards the food. I picked up a chicken breast, carrots and mac and cheese. I headed over to the back table where Emma was waiting for me. She had corn, mashed potatoes, mac and cheese with a side salad.

“All sides” I said as I sat down on the bench across from her.

“Yup, I don’t eat that much meat. So, what do you think about Axel and Rami?”

“How’d you know I met them?”

“You have a drawn mustache and unibrown on you. I was going to tell you but you look too adorable” she took her water and poured some on a napkin “Here, they never use sharpie, so it should come off easily.”

“Thanks” I took the napkin and wiped my face.

“You want to get them back”

“I’m not really a vengeful person, however I do love prank wars”

“Great, all we need is toilet paper. After dinner we could sneak into the boy’s bathroom, they don’t need it anyways, and just take as much as we need”

“Okay, I’ll just follow your lead”

“I think we are going to make a great team.

“Okay, just stand out here. If any boys want to come in stall them” Emma said to me as she snuck into the boy’s bathroom. She went in and came out in what felt like a second but was really a couple minutes. We ran to our room with Emma holding rolls of toilet paper.

“So, what’s the plan?” I ask her.

“We just wrap their bunk bed in toilet paper.” She said as she started to wrap their bunk bed. We wrap their bunk bed in two layers of toilet paper and then the door starts to open. I ran into my bed, Emma joined me in my bed since she didn’t have enough time to climb up to her top bunk. The two boys came into the room. “Oh, c’mon” said Axel. “It must’ve been those two girls, Emma and the newbie”

“Look at them, acting like their sleeping. I know Emma has to go up to her bed at one point” said Rami.

“Let’s just take off this TP. If Emma gets up and goes to her bed then we will know that they did it” said Axel.

          The bed was big enough for both of us to fit but not too comfortably. We had to stay close together but I didn’t mind, I didn’t want her to leave and get caught by the boys.

“I guess I am going to stay here all night.” Emma whispered to me.

“That’s fine with me” I giggled.

#story #lesbian #biseuxal #writing #short story #funny #read #lol #writers #goals #relationship goals #couple goals #art

[chandelierslayer]

So... I also noticed while going through my archive that I tend to reblog other people’s stuff and go on huge rants/rambles/analysis-fests, while still piggybacking on their stuff, instead of making a whole new post. So I figured I’d fix that while I’m at it. I meant to start this sooner but NaNoWriMo has me pretty preoccupied. And I was sleeping way too much for a while. BUT ANYWAY ENOUGH ABOUT MY PERSONAL LIFE. Here’s the big rant about Zelda and how much I care for her (even though hearing her speak irritates me):

Also, keep in mind that this is in regards to the end of BotW, so if you don’t want spoilers... Well, I tagged this as spoilers so yeah.

I hate that she only talked about Link and Ganon and the fate of Hyrule etc. Just once, I wanted to hear her say ……

…..Actually, I don’t know what I wanted to hear her say. I don’t know. In all honesty, I just wanted to hug her. Like. I just want to sit her down and hug her and be like NO girlfriend, let’s talk about YOU for a minute. I’m gonna make you some fruitcake and tea and we’re gonna just chill and you can cry it out as much as you need to or whatever, just focus on YOURSELF for a minute.

You’ve been locked in this situation of keeping the reincarnation of the demon king sealed away so he can’t hurt anyone for a hundred years. A HUNDRED YEARS. 100 YEARS. There’s no way that was easy, even WITH the power of the Goddess and the Light Force and the Triforce of Wisdom (um… Triforce? It looked like the whole thing when she killed him. Are we departing from the “each of these three people gets one” system? ANYWAY). I can’t even begin to imagine what that would be like. How did your mind stay intact, honestly? I just.

You gave up everything. You wanted to have a fulfilled life, chasing your dreams, being a total fucking nerd and studying the things that fascinated you. You had goals. You had a life. And when the signs of the Calamity showed up you jumped to the task willingly, thinking “Oh yeah, my knowledge of ancient shit is gonna help us save the world, this is gonna be great” but then your dad forced you to leave that behind and go try to awaken the power of your bloodline. And you went. It was the RIGHT decision, because that power would be needed to take down Ganon, but that doesn’t make it FAIR. In ten seconds flat you went from happy kid studying things she loved for fun, to stressed-out kid beating herself up relentlessly because no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t feel the sacred power, couldn’t do the ONE THING that was expected of her, the one thing that could help her save the world. You took the weight of the world on your shoulders, literally, and even when your power finally awakened, you STILL felt like a failure because it was too little, too late. Your champions had all fallen, including your knight. You had to go take on the demon king. Alone. And a hundred years later when everything’s over you’re like “I’ve been watching over you all this time” like wtf get out of town are you serious right now? You didn’t even think about yourself, you just. I’m crying right now, y’all, for real. Oh my gosh. This woman.

Okay now that my face is dry…

I’m not even gonna BEGIN to get into how much I hate that Sacrifice at the Expense of the Self is always portrayed in shit as this great amazing noble thing because it’s BULLSHIT, it’s NOT noble, it’s fucking STUPID, and I get that in this case she had no choice BUT to sacrifice everything to save the world etc. because she was literally the only one, but PEOPLE WRITE SCENARIOS LIKE THAT ALL THE EFFING TIME. Especially with female characters. Like. You have a CHOICE. The people who wrote this story had a CHOICE, and they CHOSE to go this route. …Oh look, I said I wouldn’t go into it, and here I am, going into it.

Seriously though, I’m glad this was a Zelda who actually DID THINGS (there are more of them than people think), but I hate that her doing things happened at the expense of herself. Her life. Even before she lost her dad and saw her kingdom torn to pieces, she had to turn away from the things she loved and her very way of life as she knew it to chase some faerie tale she wasn’t even sure would work. Nothing is of her own agency, except that one final decision, once everyone else had fallen and her power was finally awakened, to walk back up to the castle and imprison Ganon by herself. And I mean. Hah. Right. “Decision”. Like she really had a choice in the matter. That moment is the most bittersweet. I just. UGH.

Zelda never really gets to shine without being diminished in some way. The Zeldas in the first three games (And ALBW) were just there to be rescued, the Zelda in Ocarina of Time got to help out a ton while in disguise (via cross-dressing! A++) but once she reveals her pink-dress-wearing, non-ninja self she’s reduced to yet another DiD. And an overly helpless one at that, for the sake of a last-minute race against the clock challenge. I mean, you can blast Ganon with a huge-ass beam of light, and lift up iron bars like it’s nothing, but you can’t dispel some flames and kill some basic monsters? I call bullshit. Oracles Zelda was only there for the linked game ending so the bad guys could try to sacrifice her to resurrect Ganon (weeee), and the Zeldas in the Four Swords trilogy were hardly there. WW and TP’s Zeldas are finally badass, though, the one in TP was forced to surrender her rule to a usurper king and sit by quietly - though she did get to do stuff later in the game. Tetra, on the other hand, was a badass pirate captain. Buuuuuut once her identity is revealed, again, she’s reduced to Princess Form, even having her clothes change magically from pirate garb to a pink dress (is that… did you put MAKEUP on her? With MAGIC? That’s not her skin tone! UGH.) for no reason whatsoever. What makes me happy is that in Phantom Hourglass, she’s gone back to her pirate threads and refuses to be called a princess. And rightly so! The world in which she was a child of the royal family is gone now, sealed beneath the ocean forever. She never knew that world. The Great Sea is where she’s really from. Just because you have a bloodline doesn’t mean anything, it doesn’t change who you are. Thank you for letting her be herself, Nintendo. YES I HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS ABOUT THIS.

Spirit Tracks Zelda probly did the most out of them all, because she came along on the journey the whole way, albeit as a ghost most of the time (it’s a long story). And SS Zelda is another self-sacrifice person. Impa’s like “Lemme explain what happened forever ago and who you are and what you need to do and why” and she’s just like “Okay!” and does all the things. No second-guessing, no complaining, she just goes on this long journey and eventually seals herself away to save the world (please tell me this is not gonna become the trend) with nothing but faith that it’s gonna work out. I just.

YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD CHILD FOR SAVING THE WORLD AND DOING WHAT’S RIGHT BUT YOU ARE A PERSON TOO AND YOU MATTER AND YOUR THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS MATTER AND YOU DESERVE TO CARE ABOUT YOURSELF AND I LOVE YOU AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M SAYING ANYMORE IT’S LATE AND I NEED TO GO TO BED I HAVE WORK IN THE MORNING BUT PLEASE CHILD JUST TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF OKAY?

Here, have some old tags, just because they add to the ranting:

Zelda, The Legend of Zelda, spoilers, ranting, rambling, thoughts, sacrifice, self-sacrifice, writing talk, female characters, tropes, Damsel in Distress, crying all over my damn keyboard, WHY CAN'T A FEMALE CHARACTER JUST SHINE WITHOUT BEING DIMINISHED OR DEGRADED IN SOME WAY???, NINTENDO YOU'RE BETTER THAN THIS, YOU DO WELL, YOU DO SOME REALLY GREAT THINGS, BUT YOU NEED TO WORK ON THIS SHIT OKAY?, I'M SERIOUS, I'M LOOKING AT YOU TOO SQUARE ENIX, KAIRI LITERALLY JUST EXISTS TO BE FOUGHT OVER SACRIFICED FOR OR TO JUST SIT THERE AND WAIT OR BE IMPRISONED ETC., IF I CAN'T PLAY AS KAIRI IN KINGDOM HEARTS THREE I'M GONNA FLIP ALL THE TABLES, YOU TOO DIGIMON, DON'T THINK I DON'T SEE YOU STILL FAILING IN THE FEMALE REPRESENTATION ARENA AFTER SEVEN FUCKING SEASONS, YOU HAVE HAD SO MUCH TIME, COME ON, APPLIMONSTERS IS AMAZING AND I LOVE IT BUT GIVE ME MORE FEMALE CHARACTERS, AND LET ERI-SAMA ACTUALLY PUNCH SOMEONE, FUCK, I'M TIRED OF HEARING ABOUT DOKA-PUNCHES AND SEEING NOTHING

#Princess Zelda #Damsel in Distress #sacrifice #sacrifice at the expense of the self #is a stupid concept and needs to stop being glorified #tropes #tropes meets Zelda #writing talk #characters #The Legend of Zelda #Breath of the Wild #SERIOUSLY THOUGH TETRA'S NAME IS NOT ZELDA SO FUCK OFF WITH THAT

[lovelyexistentialcrisis-blog]

seven deadly sins

summary: virgil and roman accidentally kill each other and are sent to hell where they have to get past the seven deadly sins before their body is found or they're disintegrated

paring: prinxiety

word count: 1879

roman groaned as he sat up. he looked around the room to take in the scenery. the floor was a dirt texture but black, the sky was blood red. there was shuffling beside him and he looked over and saw someone he would have never expected to see.

"dr. gloom? i thought you were dead." roman scoffed. virgil pursed his lips.

"y-you're kidding.. right?" virgil asked. "also don't call me that prince not so charming."

roman's eyes widened as he clutched his chest. "how dare you insult me! i am the hero, i will not accept this disrespect!" virgil laughed and shook his head. "i see that ugly stutter has came back, too. what happened? are you scared of me?" roman taunted.

"fuck off." virgil spat. "and why would i be scared of you out of anyone. you were scared of a puppy for goodness sakes!"

"i was not! and you would be scared of me because i killed you once i will not hesitate to do it again!" roman went to get out his sword when it wasn't there. he gasped and narrowes his eyes at virgil. "you wouldn't!"

"i didn't." virgil said. "but are you actually serious? you don't understand what's going on at all..?"

"no!" roman groaned and ran his hands down his face. "is this your layer or something?"

the amount of stupidity you would have to have to not understand what was going on here was high, and virgil clearly saw roman had that amount and more.

"let me give you a hint. we share something in common right now."

"uhhh... we both have enemies?" roman asked, virgil said nothing, only sighed. "oh! we're both trying to get out of here."

"are you honestly that stupid. do you  not see the blood red sky?! or how about the literal ashes on the ground!"

roman furred his eyebrows and looked at the ground. "i'm really bad at hints okay.." roman frowned and waited for virgil to explain.

"well i guess common sense skipped over you but we are in hell!" virgil shouted. "and unless we want to get out of here, we're going to end up like everyone here. burned to ashes."

roman yelped as he brushed what he thought was dirt off his clothes. "why didn't you tell me sooner?!"

"you were too busy fighting with me." virgil defended himself. "but you know what, fine. i'll just find out how to get out myself."

"but how?! there is no possible way tp get out of here!"

"yeah there is, unless someone finds us dead. then we literally disintegrate." virgil's voice got darker as he spoke. "thanks for killing me and leaving me in your field."

"no problem." roman noticed virgil glare at him. "ah, i'm sorry..."

the younger man completely ignored the older one and walked to the big building that looked deserted. "wait up for me!"

inside the building was an abandoned library. virgil looked around in amazement. many different colors of books were on old wooden shelves. it was cold looking on the outside but on the inside it looked so warm and accepting.

virgil walked up and saw his favorite book on the shelf. he gasped and picked up the book. looking over his shoulder at roman he saw roman go over to a huge king sized bed. it looked incredibly comfortable.

he looked over at the rest of the building. he saw a table filled with food. suddenly he caught on. "princy! don't lay down!"

"why not?" roman asked. "you have your book, i have my bed."

"it's the seven deadly sins, i'm guessing we have to resist them. it makes sense just look around."

roman nodded, but said nothing. it was like he completely ignored virgil. "roman!" roman flinched at the sound of his name. he looked over. "do you want to get out of here or not?"

"yes. i apologize. what should we do?" and with that, the two started planning out what to do.

as the two were planning a girl sauntered over to them. "hey, boys." she was wearing a mini skirt and a blouse that showed way too much cleavage. "can i help you with anything?" she asked, sticking her chest out.

that was clearly lust. virgil looked at her in disgust. "sorry, sweetie. i'm gay." virgil snapped, trying to get her away. roman's jaw dropped open, causing virgil to groan. virgil shoved the girl aside and grabbed roman's face, kissing him.

roman was immediately snapped out of his trance and kissed virgil back. virgil pulled away when he saw lust leave them. "sorry. i needed to snap you out of it somehow but don't get any ideas." virgil turned around and saw thomas, his ex. "huh..?"

thomas put his finger up to virgil's lips. "shh. i know what you're thinking, how the hell, right?" virgil nodded, stepping back. "i was killed a day before you and i've been trying to get out. i'm so glad to see you."

virgil stammered over his words. he tried to make sense of what was going on. "no. i am sorry, i can't trust you. i didn't see you before outside of here so i can't trust you." virgil grabbed roman's wrist and began to walk away.

"what are you just going to ignore me and be a whore with that guy?!" virgil understood exactly what was going on, roman not so much.

thomas was clearly envy that turned into anger. as much as virgil wanted to turn around and get thomas back or curse him away he managed to stay calm.

the two walked into a new room filled with mirrors and virgil knew it was the last sin, pride.

"keep you- jesus christ you're unbelievable." virgil looked over to roman staring at himself. "roman i will leave you here."

"sorry! i just look so good, i've never seen myself like this before."

"no duh, cause this is what you wish you'd look like, just stop looking at yourself." virgil grabbed roman's wrist dragging him through the maze of mirrors.

it didn't take long for virgil to get out of the maze. in front of the two was a throne. it was a deep maroon with three spikes.

there sat the devil in the throne. striking eyes and pitch black hair. his suit had flames and his skin was tan. "great job, boys! you've successfully gotten past my challenges. and for that, you have a choice either stay in hell where you can do anything you want for passing or rise from the dead."

"bring me back to life please, and soon! i need to feed my cat." virgil rushed out, already knowing what he would choose. the devil nodded and snapped then virgil disappeared.

"i would like to be alive, too. see you soon." roman said out of habit as he was brought back to life.

roman groaned, sitting up. he still knew what happened so he got up and raced to the kitchen to see if it worked for virgil. it did.

out there in the field stood virgil. roman smiled and ran outside to where a bloody virgil stood.

"want to call it a truce?" roman put his hand out for virgil to shake. virgil smirked and nodded, shaking roman's hand. "so about the kiss-"

"shut the hell up!"

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virgil sat on his couch thinking back to a few days prior. specifically the kiss that happened. it was definitely only him but he started to like roman and it doesn't help roman keeps randomly visiting him.

his cat jumped on his lap and started rubbing herself against virgil. "am i stupid for falling for that stupid prince?" he asked, stroking the cats white fur. "i am aren't i? god i'm going crazy."

the doorbell rang abruptly snapping virgil out of his self loathing trance. virgil placed his cat onto the couch and went to answer the door. "hello!"

virgil's heart fluttered when he heard roman's voice. "hey, what's up?"

roman cleared his throat and straightened his shirt. "would you like to go out sometime?"

virgil could have fainted there. "d-do you mean on a date?"

"i-uh um i mean o-only if you want it to be." roman stuttered, blushing bright red.

"of course i would want it to be!" virgil smiled. "i uh mean, yeah sure whatever." roman smiled widly at virgil. "wanna come in?"

"um, sure!"

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it was date night and virgil was freaking out. "i don't look good enough.. do i?" virgil was on the phone with his father, patton. "i know we're going to a restaurant then watching some movie but i don't know if i look good enough though!"

"calm down, either way roman will love what you're wearing. stop worrying bud, i see the way you two look at each other. no outfit will make him not like you anymore."

virgil sighed and rubbed his face.. "thanks, dad. i just- i want him to like me."

"he will love you, okay? now go get 'em tiger!" and with that virgil heard his dad hang up on him.

"you think i look nice, veronica?" virgil pet his cat until he heard a knock on his door. "bye sweetie." he kissed his cat and then answered the door. "h-hey, roman."

"hi.." roman extended his hand for virgil. "you look stunning.." virgil blushed and thanked him as they walked to his car. "so i may have lied about what we're doing.. but i think you're going to love it.. a little hint is it involes where we first properly met."

"we met in high school at the school's musicial- wait. no way!"

"yep.. wanna guess the show..?" virgil sat there, thinking of the most significant musical to him or their relationship.

"heathers?" roman nodded and virgil squealed. "oh my gosh! no way! this is amazing!"

roman asked virgil to hook his phone to the aux and play his heathers playlist. they sang every song that came on perfectly and had so much fun before getting to the theatre where heathers was being held.

the whole way there, virgil couldn't contain his happiness. back before virgil and roman were story-like crime fighters, they used to be best friends in high school.

it was theatre that brought them together. virgil was geeking out about the school's production of guys and dolls when roman overheard. the two hit it off fast and other than guys and dolls, the first ever musical they both equally loved was heathers. virgil ended up developing a crush on roman, and when he got a cat he wanted her name to be relevant to roman.

he decided on veronica, it wasn't obvious at all and the only one who knew the true meaning was his father. and maybe now roman.

the show was amazing, after the show, roman took virgil to a fun restaurant. after they finished at the restaurant, roman took virgil home. the two didn't talk much on the drive home.

roman walked virgil up to his door. "i had a great time tonight, thank you roman."

roman smiled and held virgil's hands in his own. "no problem.." roman leaned down and kissed virgil. "i'll see you later, bye."

"bye.." virgil blushed.

oof that sucked

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