#tangled up

[gunk404]

BRO.

ITS ALL

D MINOR A MINOR E MAJOR A MINOR

#will wood #will wood and the tapeworms #ww #wwattw #wwatt #wee woo #tangled up

[markophoenix]

love me this song so drew these 2 mf’s, phoenix and juniper dancing on the red carpet cus why nawt, also i am NEVER going to make an animation meme on this 🥰

womp womp

Tangled up by Caro Emerald

#ieytd #i expect you to die #ieytd fandom #drawing #ieytd2 #john juniper #agent phoenix #Tangled up

[unclejenn]

I feel so unholy to post this BUT LISTEN TO ME THAT MAKES SENSE-...

#prohibitedwish #scarab #scarab adventure time #scarab the god auditor #tangled up #tangled before ever after #tangled the series #tangled Cassandra #Spotify

[chloe-spade]

Tangled Up Act One: Finally Free

Silver gasped at the body that just collapsed onto the floor of the tower. He took a breath before looking back at his animal friends and just backed away.

"D-did I…" Silver stammered, "Did I kill him? I hope not.."

Epel scurried into the body and began to tap the face repeatedly until he was stopped by Deuce.

"Yeah, he's dead," Epel confirmed.

"Wait a moment, Epel," Deuce spoke up, looking around the body. "He's breathing! He's alive, just unconscious."

"Wow, Silver knocked out that guy good," Ace chuckled.

"Ace," Silver gulped, "Well….I think so. Otherwise I wouldn't knock him out like that. I hope he's not a criminal, or a thug, or a cannibal." Silver carefully examined the stranger, seeing if he had anything on him, like a weapon, but only a handbag. "What if he's..?"

"Dangerous?"

"Yeah," Ace nodded, "Maybe he has sharp teeth?"

"Should we check for anything else?" Deuce asked, "Like, you know, like your father said?"

"I thought you didn't believe what my father says?" Silver whispered.

"Doesn't mean we should check!" Ace called over, "Like, what if he's a demon!? With sharp teeth!? Or horns!?"

Silver gulped before using the frying pan to carefully tap him. First, he went to the unusual ears that were on top of his head, unfortunately, he couldn't remember what sort of ears they were. Then he went closer, removing some hair from his face, and using the and to reveal sharp teeth, but surprisingly, Silver didn't jump or back up, he was already transfixed by the stranger. It was strange, but Silver felt a…a comforting essence…before the stranger awoke and another wake knocked him unconscious once again.

"We need to do something about this." Silver concluded, lifting the body.

"Well, if the sun's location is telling me, your father is going to be here soon," Deuce informed, "We need to hide that body,"

"Or throw him out of the window?" Epel recommanded.

"No."

Silver nodded and grabbed the body. Many trials and errors began to commence. Firstly, Silver tried to simply put him inside and close the door, but the body collapsed on Silver as soon as he closed the door. He thought the door was strong enough for it, but he was wrong.

"How about… swinging him in? No one gets hurt?" Ace recommended.

Silver groaned and tied the stranger around his hair, climbing onto the boards. He then cleverly used his hair to swing the body inside. Which did work, but the unfortunate payoff was that his hair was now stuck with the body, so that was a fail.

"..this stinks," Silver muttered spitefully, opening the door and letting the body fall, "Let's see if I can find that broom.."

Silver huffed and grabbed the broom from the supply closet, and with a deep breath, grabbed the body and pushed him into the closet, using the broom to officially push him in closing the door and grabbing a nearby chair to keep it shut. He sinks to the floor, panting to himself.

"I got a person..in my closet.." he slowly whispered, getting up, "I got a person in my closet..I got a person in my closet!" Silver grinned in victory, taking the frying pan with pride. "And father says I can't take protect myself. I know how to use a weapon." Silver chuckles to himself, before accidentally hitting himself on the head. ".. Nevermind.."

"Hey! We got the body and that'll change your Father's mind," Ace reassured.

"now let's snoop through his stuff!" Epel suggested happily.

Silver rolled his eyes as he watched Epel scurry inside the bag, now messing around inside it. He walked over and took Epel out, his mouth holding a crumpled paper of the man.

"Moonfang," Silver read aloud, "Bounty for 10,000 dollars if caught. If seen, please contact the royal guard of Sol…so he is a crimanal. But," Silver looked back at Moonfang with a confused look, "he has different ears than this photo."

"Well, still a crimanal."

Silver then pulled out an unfamiliar object to him, but all he could think of was how beautiful it was.

"I don't know but it looks very beautiful," Deuce spoke. Silver takes it and puts it around his arm, thinking about it as an oversized necklace.

"…it's definitely not that." Ace declined.

Silver grabbed it and began to use it as a magnifying glass, but resulted in accidentally hurt his eye due to the light.

"No…" Silver looked at the mirror behind him and looked at the object once again before setting it on top of his head, and it fit perfectly. "Wow, it feels.. perfect," Silver remarked, "Like it was perfectly made for my head. And the colors, they just look so beautiful with my eyes."

"It fits you," Epel complimented, "like it was made for you."

"I don't know. This could fit on anyone's head," Silver sighed, taking off the crown, now noticing the engraved letters. " 'Constant as the Stars above, always know that you are loved', to my beautiful son, Silver."

Silver stared for a moment, "Silver? That's strange…I would've remembered such a thing if it was addressed to me. But my father has raised me all my life. And besides, he threw away all make makeshift crowns after I turned 13, he wouldn't let me keep a real one.."

"…or have the thought to make you one," Epel muttered.

"Epel," Deuce lectured softly.

"Silver!" called out Divus from the ground, "Silver, let down your hair!!"

Silver gasped softly and immediately hid the crown inside a bot and opened the window.

"Oh, sorry for the wait, Father!" Silver called out and started to let down his hair, letting Crewel get on.

"I got a surprise for you, my dear!" He called up with a grin.

"Oh, I have one, myself."

"Oooh, I hope my surprise is bigger!"

Silver rolled his eyes and helped Crewel onto the tower. Crewel gave Silver a big hug in an instant, and Silver watched as Crewel began to present a couple of cupcakes, a few drinks, and a delicious-smelling hazelnut soup.

"Father.."

"Oh, my sweet boy," Crewel grinned, "I am so sorry for our argument, and I wanted to do something. And that I am grateful that you are my son. Surprise!"

"I would like an apology," Silver muttered under his breath but he took a sigh and hugged Crewel. "Thank you, everything looks great. But now, it's time for my surprise!"

Silver went over to the closet, getting ready to grab the chair.

"So, speaking of our argument, you thought I couldn't defend myself, but you are wrong."

"How am I wrong," scoffed Crewel, "I know you can't defend yourself, darling. But I am simply happy being your father and we should eat. We don't want your hazelnut soup to get cold, now do we?"

"Aren't you at least a bit interested?" Silver quipped, "I finally have proof of my worth and you don't want to see it? This is what I've been waiting for and now this is proof I'm ready to be outside with you now, to see the world."

"Silver, we are done talking." Crewel protested.

"Trust me," Silver assured, "Once you see-"

"Enought about the lights, Silver! You are not leaving this tower! EVER!" Crewel exploded.

Silver gasps and grips the chair briefly before removing his hand away and taking a breath. It wasn't the first time Crewel had an outburst, but most were about small things, this was more than a small thing, but he couldn't bring himself to do it after that outburst.

Crewel's face softens before slumping onto the chair, resting his face into his hand.

"Great," he moaned sadly, "now I'm the bad guy."

"N-no," Silver spoke up, "I'm sorry…I should've listened to you. and I should've dropped it. I got overzealous again, I'm so sorry."

"Silver," Crewel sighed, "I was young once, and I wanted to do things that proved that I was a strong man. But I have seen so many horrors in the world, and the world isn't ready for someone who's…has a massive heart like you. I was once that boy, and I could never do that to my own son to the horror."

Silver gulped, and he quietly grabbed a stool and handed the brush to him.

"Oh, I can never stay mad at you." Crewel softly said and began to brush Silver's hair, "You always know how to make me feel better." Silver looks back and smiles, humming his song.

"You know," Silver finally spoke, "I decided what I want for my birthday."

"And what that be, my dear," Crewel whispered, still brushing his hair.

"New paint," Silver suggested, "Especially the ones from that market you talked about all the time. And some new canvases? I ran out of space in the tower."

"Oh, that would be perfect for you," Crewel grinned and kissed his hair. "I would love to see what your creative mind would do next. But, you do know that it takes a week if not longer, depending on the weather. Are you willing to wait a week for me, my dear?"

"Oh, I know," Silver smiles, "I have waited before and I can do it again. I'm strong enough."

"…alright."

After the session, Crewel got up and sighed.

"Then I shall take my leave. The earlier I go, the easier I get to the market."

"Smart as always, Father," Silver complimented, "Let me pack some food for you, all right?" Silver took a basket and filled it with enough food for an entire week or even, considering he filled it up to the brim.

"I'll be back in an week," Crewel repeated, "Shame that I have to miss your birthday. I know it must be painful for me to miss such an importance day."

"It wouldn't be the first," Silver murmured before handing Crewel his basket, "I'll be fine, Father. I can…take care of myself here."

Silver sighs and lets his hair onto the hook, letting it down. "You know I love you so much, my dear," Crewel spoke, walking towards the mirror and grabbing his hair.

"I love you more," Silver spoke, watching Crewel slide his hair down onto the ground.

"I love you most…"

Silver breathlessly watched as Crewel walked away, disappearing into the passageway. But he waited for a few moments before he rushed inside and grabbed the frying pan, looking back at the closet.

"Oh, thank godness," Silver chuckles, "I couldn't wait for him to leave."

"That was a trick!?" gasped Ace.

"Oh, that was nice," Epel chuckled, "You learned a lot from me."

"Wait, so you don't need new paint?" Deuce asked, from his hiding spot.

"Of course not. I have enough to fill up that closet alone." Silver laughs, "It's just a way to get him out so we can do something about this man." Silver opened the closet, letting the stranger fall again.

"That is a good question," Deuce pondered, "What should we do?"

Silver looked around and grabbed the chair that held the closet closed. He started to look at his hair and his eyes lit up for a moment before setting the stranger down on the chair.

"This might take a while."

☀️

Ruggie felt a massive migraine as he opened his eyes. The only thing he could see in his blurry shoes and rope..? Was it rope? As he began to feel consciousness, the rope did not feel like rope, but more like…

"Hair..?" Ruggie whispered, "Is this hair..?"

"Struggling..," stammered a small voice, "Struggling is pointless."

Ruggie's ears twitched as he heard shuffling behind a curtain onto the fireplace. Though still dizzy, he could see a figure, a boy, hiding behind it, and after much looking, he could also see that the hair belonged to the hiding boy.

"Should I be concerned about the hair or the fact you basically kidnapped me and tied me up?" Ruggie questioned, "Because this is certainly something to wake up to." The boy didn't respond, leaving Ruggie to feel awkward.

"Look. I just came up here for hiding and now that I did…" Ruggie trailed off. He watched as the boy jumped down from the fireplace and walked closer to him, giving Ruggie a full glimpse of him, which was why Ruggie trailed off. His violet eyes showed no emotion, being uncharismatically menacing.

"I am not afraid of you." The stranger spoke, holding the frying pan tight in his hand, "I will ask you two questions and you will answer them immeidantly. Who are you and how did you find me?"

"Uh, excuse me?"

"I won't ask again," the stranger hissed, lifting the frying pan, "who are you and how did you find me?" Ruggie gulped and looked up at him.

"I do not know who you are, and I didn't know you would be here," Ruggie asked, "today has been a strange day for me and look, if you let me go, I won't tell anyone about this place. I just need my….satchel?! Hey! Did you take it?! Where is it??"

"I hid it," the stranger answered, puffing his chest in pride.

Ruggie looked around and saw the nearby pot by the stairs, and just deadpanned. After years of thievery, hiding anything in a pot was just trick number one. "It's in that pot isn't it?" That resulted in him being knocked out again.

☀️

"He's good," Ace admitted, "Look, we need to find someplace better." Silver looks over at the tower, finding a new place to hide. He took a look at the broken first step at the stairs and carefully walked to it, lifting it.

"Here is good," Silver whispered, "It's an old hiding spot for all the things I ever painted about the outside. It'll fit here." Silver looks back and puts the suspicious bag inside it, making sure it's hidden from view.

"There! Perfect!" Silver huffed with pride, standing back up. "But how to we wake him up?"

Deuce quipped, "You knocked him out good, Silver."

"I hope I did not kill him…again," Silver gulped and walked by the stranger, lifting his face. "He doesn't look so threatening when you look at him like this. He even seems friendly, if he didn't just intrude on the tower. I mean, what does he want? Does he..know about me? How does he?"

"Then wake him up and find out," Ace suggested.

Epel grinned climbed onto the stranger's shoulder and stuck his tongue in his ear, watching the stranger squirm in panic as he tried to wipe his ear.

"Ugh! Why did he have to lick my ear!"

"Now, it is hidden to wear you cannot find it," Silver spoke up, feeling very brave.

"Clever," the stranger groaned. "I wished this was a dream, but..oh, it's not."

"Now, let's ahve ourselves a civil conversation."

"Civil," the stranger mocked, "you knocked me out, wrapped me into your hair, and knocked me out again because I called you out on your awful hiding skills. You are the…second to last person I would call civil."

"I will knock you out again," Silver threatened.

"Ugh, fine." The stranger groaned, "Look, silver-haired, I am not….woah, woah, put that down," the man tried to move back as Silver raised his pan to protect himself.

"..You know my name..how?" Silver questioned, now more horrified.

"Your name…is Silver? As in the color of your own hair?"

"Yes. What of it?"

"Look, I do not know anything about you or any of this but I can be civil and share my name," he looks back with a smile, "Well, my name is Fang. MoonFang." Silver didn't move a muscle, gripping the frying pan even harder.

"I know who you are," Silver spat, "and I know you are a criminal, as well, but I have no fear."

"Recklessly brave you are," MoonFang chuckled, "and It's been a hard day for me, so I need to leave. So, how about we start with Why am I tied up? Was it because I was trespassing? Most likely that, right? Well, in my defense, this place looked abandoned, and people said that it was and now I know that it's not. And might I say, your tower is incredibly well hidden?"

"I..I have don't have a answer unforunatenly," Silver hesitated for a moment.

"Hmm, then what about the animals? Your pets or something?"

"Who you calling pets?" Epel growled. "Can I knock him out myself?"

"Hah, I like to see you try," MoonFang challenged.

Silver grabbed Epel and glared at MoonFang. "I hope you understand that this isn't your place to mock him. He will do anything to harm you, and if this continues, I won't stop him."

"Wait…you can understand him?" MoonFang gasped, "But you're a human. Humans never understand animals, now beastman are a different story."

"Beastman?"

"….Half man, half any random animal in existence?" MoonFang tried to explain. "Oh wow, you don't know about beastman?"

"I only….Hey! We are getting off topic here!"

Silver raised the pan and lifted MoonFang's head. "What do you want with my hair?"

"Pardon?"

"What do you want with my hair?" Silver repeated, "To cut it?To sell it?"

"Out of the many things I want to do with your hair is to get out of it!" Fang stated.

"Oh, he doesn't want your hair?" Deuce spoke, "Your father's wrong then."

"What?"

"Nevermind that. Hmm, how about we do a trade?" Silver offered, "One where you can't refuse, Fang."

Silver climbs up to the furnace and shows Fang his most recent painting, one that illustrates the stars that have been shown on his birthday every year. With a bated breath, he looks back at MoonFang.

"So, Fang, my offer is more of a trade," Silver explained, "You will take me to where the stars are located on my birthday and once we return, safely, I will give you back your precious satchel and we will pretend that we have never met."

"Stars? Well, first off, those aren't stars, those are lanterns, they appear on the missing prince's birthday,"

"Lost prince?" Silver questioned.

"….have you never left this tower?" MoonFang mumbled to himself. "Uh, yeah, the stars…aren;t stars. They are lanterns, pretty obvious reason you see them every year."

"I knew it," Silver grinned, "Well, then it's settled. You and I will travel to the Kingdom of Sol and see those lanterns up close!"

"Hey! I didn't agree to anything at all! And me and that kingdom are not on good terms, even if I were to be a saint, to bad I am not. Even if it meant not see Azul and that stupid horse again…"

"Heard that," Silver spoke up.

"Well, you can't convince me. The only way is to throw me out of that window and you can't do THAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

Fang found himself now looking down at the ground, screaming. He looked up to see Silver smiling with his hands holding his hair, not even shaking. It was almost a hundred pounds, at best.

"How are you this strong!?" Fang screamed, looking back down at the ground.

"Practice, but if you don't accept my offer, I'm afraid my grip with loosen up and you will onto the ground. Mind you, this is a massive tower, and who knows what'll happen to you when you hit the ground," Silver confidently spoke, "Now, what is your decision?"

"Fine," exasperated Fang as he looked back up, "I'll take you to the lanterns! Just get me back up!"

Silver grinned in victory. "Good choice."

☀️

MoonFang grumbled into himself as he went down to the tower, using the arrows again.

"Oh, please, take your time. We are not on borrowed time or anything."

Silver rolled his eyes, pouted, and gripped his hair as he looked down, his heart pounding. He packed for his journey, food, and extra clothes but he still hesitated as he looked out, his way to freedom just a jump away.

☀️

Look at the world, so close and I'm halfway to it

Look at it all, so big, do I even dare?

Look at me, there at last, I just have to do it

☀️

"Should I?" Silver asked himself, looking in the tower but shaking his head. "No, I'm tired of hiding.."

☀️

Here I go

☀️

Silver looked down at Ace and Epel in his pocket, already tied around Silver's hair for safety.

Silver released his hair into the air and with one jump, Silver was sliding his hair, laughing to himself but he quickly grabbed onto his hair as he looked down at the ground beneath him.

"What's wrong?" Deuce questioned.

"I…I'm…I don't know how to feel," Silver admitted, "This is so new to me.."

"I understand, let me help you."

Deuce reaches his feet wraps around his finger and leads him forward, Silver's feet feeling the grass beneath him for the first time, his breath hitched as he begins to walk around the grass, getting used to the new feeling.

He carefully sank, feeling the grass with his own hands.

☀️

Just smell the grass, the dirt, just like I dreamed they'd be

Just feel that summer breeze, the way it's calling me

For the first time ever, I'm completely free

☀️

Silver laughs as he accidentally walks into the small stream of water and watches how the dandelions fly around him, leading him to the tunnel to his official escape.

His feet only began to move, to start running.

☀️

I could go running and racing and dancing and chasing

And leaping and bounding, hair flying, heart pounding

And splashing and reeling and finally feeling

☀️

Silver walked out and saw the most beautiful sight of a forest, woodland creatures, and a clear sky above as the sun reflected onto him and his hair, finally feeling a new sense of freedom.

☀️

That's when my life begins

☀️

"I did it," Silver gasps to himself, "I did it…I finally did it!" He cheered, "I did it!"

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[writeforfandoms]

The shelter from the rain

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Here we are, second to last chapter of this story. I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Swearing, allusions to violence, allusions to threats, Eggsy being the cutest menace. 

Word count: 2.7k

You were alone when you heard the car. You’d kept your promise to Jack and were still at the ranch, but he’d checked, double checked, and triple checked that he had no appointments booked for the next week. Nobody should be coming to the ranch.

So why did you hear a car coming down the drive? 

Heart suddenly pounding, you grabbed your cell phone, just in case. A quick peek out the window showed a truck rolling to a stop near your car, and two men got out. One was blonde and lean, hair pulled back into a neat ponytail. The other was dark-haired, scowling, and broader. 

A call of your name had you jerking back away from the window, but there was no repercussion. Just silence for a full minute. Then another call of your name. 

“What do you want?” you yelled back, edging over closer to the door to peer out the peek hole.

“A mutual friend sent us,” the blonde one called back. “Said you’d remember him from the coat he wore to the diner, and told us to ask if the banana cream pie was good.”

It took you a moment and then your shoulders fell. Okay. Your… accomplice? Ally? Whatever he was. You opened the door, still eyeing the two warily. 

The blonde one smiled at you, aiming for disarming and falling a little short. “I have a letter from him.” 

“Stay put.” You stepped out of the house, glancing around. Champ was nearby, slowly edging closer, surprisingly quiet for a dragon of his size. That gave you the courage to walk up to the two, where the blonde was holding out the letter. You took it and then backed away, towards Champ. Just in case. 

And then you opened the letter, trying to hold it so you could read and keep part of your attention on the two men at the same time. 

I’m sure seeing these two will be a surprise to you, but I ask that you allow them to stay. They’re both ex-military and I regularly retain their services to guard more precious shipments. Allow them to stay and guard you until your beau’s work is done. Just in case.

Those last three words haunted you and you swallowed hard before you folded the note again. 

“I see,” you murmured, more to yourself than them. “Uh. What do you need?” 

The blonde one relaxed a little. “Not much,” he assured you. “Tovar and I are equipped.”

“Right.” You shrugged. “I’ll be out here for a bit if you need anything.”

The two looked at each other, having an entire conversation between facial expressions and little hand movements, before the blonde one nodded. “I’ll come with you. Best to be careful.” 

You thought about arguing, because you were going to be with the dragons. What could possibly happen to you there?

And then you remembered that Poppy had the resources to kidnap a fully grown Royal, and gave up. “Sure, okay. What should I call you?”

The blonde’s lips twitched as he stepped forward, falling into step next to you as you walked towards the big pen. “I’m William. We’ll keep out of your way, ma’am. We’re just here on guard duty.” 

“So I read.” You grimaced a little. “Nothing personal, but I’m not thrilled with this.”

“I can imagine. You had no idea we were coming.” He slanted a sort of sympathetic look at you. “Our employer likes his little games.”

“Yeah, well.” You sighed, long and slow, reaching up to pat Champ’s nose. “I don’t.” 

William nodded once but otherwise left you to your own devices. Which was actually much appreciated. You didn’t need someone hovering over you until Jack got home. 

It did not escape your notice that Tequila idly ambled around to keep an eye on the two guards. (Which did surprise you - you didn’t know Tequila had it in him.) 

The two switched off who watched you during the day, but one of them was always around. 

And, before dinner, you gave in and decided to be more hospitable. 

"Any food allergies? Or anything you won't eat?" You aimed the question at Tovar, since he was nearby. 

"No." The word was grunted but that worked. 

"What about William?" 

This time Tovar just shook his head, watching you curiously. 

So you grabbed the ingredients you wanted and set to work cooking. It didn't take long for the kitchen to smell delicious. 

"Dinner will be ready in five minutes," you told Tovar. "If you want to tell William." 

"You're feeding us?" Tovar looked surprised, though he still sounded grumpy. 

"Yeah, might as well. You're here now, and I'm not going to let you go hungry. Nobody delivers out here, either." You shrugged. It made sense to you. 

Tovar grunted again but left, the front door smacking open as he yelled something in what sounded like Spanish. 

Jack better finish up and get back quickly. 

Dinner was a little awkward, but the amount that both men ate was quite gratifying. 

And then you had some time to kill before bed. So you went back outside to do one final round before bed. 

Eggsy barreled into you, chittering and sniffing you all over. Warm breaths puffed against your face as he chirped, an inquisitive baby noise that he was almost too big to make. 

“I’m fine,” you assured him, scratching his eye ridges. “We’re fine here. No big deal.” 

Eggsy grumbled (you swore he learned that from Champ) but settled a bit, his scales smoothing out and his wings tucking more firmly against his sides. He did still peer over your shoulder and hiss a little.

“Hey! Behave.” You snapped your fingers in front of his face in reprimand. “I told you they’re fine.”

Eggsy managed to look quite mulish but relented, sulking along next to you as you did your final round. 

The property was dark, as always at night, with only the porch lights from the house and the barn lights providing illumination. Champ had settled down much closer to the house for the night, and Ginger was still stalking the perimeter of the big yard, clearly agitated at the two newcomers while Jack wasn’t around. Tequila had flopped down behind their car, which made you snort. Nobody was using that car until he deigned to move. 

The rest of the property was quiet and dark, and you headed inside after tucking in Eggsy under Champ’s wing. They both somehow managed to look like they were only humoring you. 

And then you made your way back inside, left with nothing much else to do. 

“Feel free to use the TV,” you offered to the two. “Wake me if you need anything.”

William nodded with a smile. “Good night,” he murmured, settling in one chair. Tovar was already in the other, a bigass hunting knife in hand that he was inspecting closely. 

You locked the bedroom door. Just in case. 

Somehow, you had a very hard time getting to sleep, your dreams troubled and interrupted. 

The next day was quiet. You’d gotten one single message from Jack overnight, a quick update that they’d arrived and he’d be out of communication until this was done. 

Leaving you with nothing but time.

Deciding the best route was to feed your guard-visitors, you made a big breakfast. Somehow, William snuck over to do the dishes while you were distracted.

“It’s only fair,” was his only reasoning. “Since you cooked for us.” 

You gave up on arguing with them very quickly. 

Tovar accompanied you outside, keeping a respectful distance while you greeted the dragons and pulled a chunk of beef out of the big freezer for Eggsy. The rest of the dragons were fine for a few more days. 

And then… You stood in the yard, hands on your hips, aimless and frustrated. You weren’t used to being here alone, you weren’t used to being without direction, and you weren’t used to the pervasive low-level anxiety plaguing you. 

Tovar stepped up next to you, silent for several moments as he took in the view. “Has the fence been inspected recently?” he asked, low and gruff.

“What?” The question caught you off-guard, and you blinked at him dumbly for a moment while the words actually percolated. “Uh. No. No, I don’t think so, Jack usually does it.” 

Tovar grunted. “Let’s go.”

You stared blankly at him, but he didn’t wait for you. He strode off towards the nearest section of fence, leaving you to scramble after him. 

The two of you walked the entire perimeter of the fence. Then he insisted on inspecting the barn, inside and out. 

It was about the time he suggested you organize the big freezer that you realized he was distracting you. And maybe you should have been insulted, but… Honestly, you needed it. It was too easy to get lost in your own head, with everything going on. 

So you let yourself be distracted all day. Between the two men, they came up with chores and activities for you to do all day, always with at least one of them by your side. 

You appreciated it more than you could say. But instead of trying, you poured that feeling into cooking dinner. 

Dinner was once again devoured with a fervour that told you that maybe they got the message. This time, Tovar was the one that did the dishes while William distracted you. 

“I’m out to do last rounds,” you told the two, standing and rolling your shoulders. 

“I’ll come with.” William stood and followed you outside. He was quiet as the two of you did one last check, Eggsy bouncing along next to you happily. “How’d you get a little one, anyway?” The question was without judgment, and William showed only curiosity.

“Long story short? I found him under a rose bush.” You huffed out a laugh, thinking back all that way to when you’d found the baby dragon. “He was injured, so I brought him here.”

“And never left.” William smiled, just a little. 

“Something like that.” You shrugged. “Things worked out.”

Ginger hissed at William as she slunk past, making her way over to Tequila. The big boy was once again laying in the middle of the drive behind the cars. 

“They don’t like us much, do they?”

“Don’t take it personally.” You shrugged, your steps turning towards Champ. “You’re here and Jack’s not. They’re just being cautious.”

William stayed back as you tucked Eggsy under Champ’s wing, giving them both good night scritches. And if you stayed in front of Champ for a few extra moments, breathing deeply through the ache in your chest, well… William didn’t say a word. 

And then you were once again adrift, feet unwavering in your walk back to the house, though your mind was miles away. 

You and Jack still needed to have that talk, after all. 

“Want to see something fun?” 

You blinked, jolted out of your thoughts, and looked back at William. “What did you have in mind?”

“Watch.” William stepped past you with a wink, opening the door and ushering you inside. After making sure the door was locked, he turned on the TV and switched over to some game show. 

Tovar didn’t look up from his knife, but he did snort when a contestant answered incorrectly. “Idiots,” he grumbled. “All of them.”

“Oh look, a question on geography,” William said, dropping into the other chair with a barely concealed smirk.

That got Tovar to lift his head, and he nearly growled at the TV. “That is not in Africa,” he grumbled. “How are people so–” He said something in Spanish that was very definitely not complimentary. 

Keeping your laughter to yourself, you settled down as well to watch the entertainment that was Tovar swearing at the game show. 

You woke in bed, still fully clothed but for your shoes. Embarrassment flamed, but you still got up to face the day. 

“You’ll have to come up with your own distractions today,” William told you teasingly over breakfast. “I’m fresh out of ideas.”

You snorted. “I’m sure I can think of something,” you agreed dryly. “If nothing else, there are at least three packs of cards in this house.”

“Poker?” William asked, eyebrows raising.

Your smile turned a little cheeky. “Go Fish.”

Tovar snorted, shaking his head. 

“Actually, I have a few questions.”

They both paused at that, exchanging a look. Tovar shrugged, and William nodded slowly. 

“Alright then,” William said, meeting your gaze. “Ask.” 

“What do you think of your employer?” 

William tipped his head to the side, watching you closely. “He pays well.”

You snorted. “Not quite what I meant.”

He shrugged. “He doesn’t hover, he pays well and on time, and he keeps us as busy as we want.” He paused for a moment. “Even if he does enjoy his little games.” 

“Would you say he’s trustworthy?”

William shrugged, tapping his fingers against the table. “He knows what he’s doing,” he said instead, which was a sort of answer. Not the kind you wanted, but good enough. 

So you simply accepted it and stood, gathering up the dishes. 

Spending time with the dragons was a balm to the anxiety that refused to settle in your gut. Eggsy chirped at you and greeted you with a gentle nose boop, and this morning he finally didn't hiss at William. 

William did start asking you questions about the dragons, which was distraction for a couple hours. He even let you walk him around the property while you told him about the one school trip you'd seen visit. 

"So you don't live here, then." The raised eyebrow from him was not quite judgmental. 

"No," you admitted. "We… haven't quite gotten to that conversation yet." 

William nodded slowly, gaze flitting over you. Then he looked away. "Here." He dug into his pocket for a moment and pulled out a business card, holding it out to you. "If you ever need help, let us know."

You took the card carefully, with a lingering sense of deja vu. "Thank you." 

He nodded. "What else needs to be done out here?"

Still shocked, you allowed him to take over, herding you back to the house. 

Most of the way through the day, William stepped outside to take a phone call. Although he didn't move from his position sprawled across the couch, Tovar watched the door like a hawk. 

You had no idea what to expect, but you weren't expecting William to come back inside and nod to Tovar. "Let's go."

"What?" You squeaked, looking between the two. "But… now?"

William smiled reassuringly at you. "Your beau is returning," he told you as Tovar got up, grabbing the few of their belongings that were both packed already. "He'll be back shortly. The danger period has passed, and it's better for everyone if we're not here when he gets back." 

You had so many questions. So very many questions. But the two didn't give you a chance to ask, making their way out the door again. 

"Thank you, for your help." 

That got them to pause, and they both turned back to look at you. Tovar grunted before throwing himself into the car, whereas William actually grinned. 

"Take care. We'll see you again." He waved before getting into the car as well. Within moments, they were on their way, gone just as suddenly as they had arrived. 

You stood in the doorway watching their car go down the road, and then your heart kicked into overdrive. Jack was on his way home! 

You whirled through cleaning and making sure everything was okay. After whatever had happened, you didn't want him to worry about a single thing. 

It also helped to keep you busy, since your nerves wouldn't let you settle for more than three minutes at a time. 

The instant you heard a car, you were on your feet and at the door, heart thrumming in your throat. Jack's truck pulled down the drive and stopped next to yours. 

Jack got out, already looking over at the house. He met your eyes and smiled, a bit rumpled, a bit worse for wear, but here and whole. 

You threw yourself out of the house and into his arms, holding tight to him. He held you tight, rocking you slowly side to side, one hand cradling the back of your head. 

Everything else could wait. 

#tangled up #dragon rancher jack #jack daniels x reader #jack daniels x you #f!reader

[ituneskisses]

#girls aloud #can't speak french #tangled up #pop #music #audio #2000s

[abcexcite]

#lust #passion #desire #seduction #my edit #tangled up

[ededdneddy-artrefs]

#edd #jimmy #s5 #fistful #jimmy full body #jimmy shock #jimmy sad #jimmy battle royale #edd full body #edd beat up #edd dazed #tangled up #edd lay

[abrighterspark]

i sit in twists within myself,

tangled up in knots

hearing how you're all of that

and thinking how i'm not

#imposter syndrome #poetry #spilled ink #writerscreed #old acquaintances #poems #twcpoetry #tangled up #appearances #success #what is success #adulting #getting older

[an-experienced-gentleman]

Tangled up in thoughts of you.

Six Sexy Words

#six sexy words #ssw #tangled #tangled up #thoughts #you #fantasies #dreams

[do-you-like-this-song]

#poll #tangled up #Spotify #Youtube

[gunk404]

TANGLED UP COVER!

I am working on the Jota cover if you're seeing this. but like I got a bit distracted

#tangled up #music #cover

[ava-ships]

How do you get along with Kingers friends?

Manon and Pomni have a sister like bond and the same goes for Ragatha. Gangle sees her as a sort of comfort from Jax’s bs and Zooble is her partner in practicing acts!

#☀️mailbox! #self shipping #s/i: manon #self ship #the amazing digital circus #gooseworx #balancing act #patch and stitch #cheeky rabbit #tangled up #mismatched

[allticklingallthetime]

Oh to be the vines, lying low in the jungle, waiting for John to stumble along for some divine torture… 🥰 naked and tangled up, all he can do is take whatever they dole out. There’s nobody around to help for miles 😏

I don’t have a place to post uncensored stuff yet, sorry 😅

⚠️ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️

#tickling #art #tickle art #tangled up #vines #tickling vines #digital #minors DNI

[chloe-spade]

Tangled Up Act One: When Will My Life Begin

Seventeen years have passed since that faithful day and the young boy has become a young man with an open window, looking around. He was playing hide and seek with a lovely chameleon he adopted years prior, and now was looking for him.

The Tower's height never scared him anymore as he used his hair to look around for his friends again. It was a morning activity that was fun and helped Silver relax for the day, as predicted. But that wasn't going to deter him from winning the game.

"It seems like Epel isn't hiding out here," Silver hummed as he entered the tower once again.

He stopped for a moment before using a strand of his hair to pull the camouflaged chameleon from his hiding spot and he giggled. "Gotcha!"

"That's so unfair!" Epel pouted, "You always know to find me."

"What did you expect?" Deuce, a bluebird, questioned. "Silver became an expert after a while."

"He's good," Ace, a red hedgehog, added, "You keep underestimated him, and just because you are a chameleon doesn't mean you can't hide from him."

"But I was actually practicing," Epel groaned again.

Silver laughed again and took Epel into his hands, sitting on the window. "Sorry about that. I just like playing this game in the mornings, helps me wake up as well." He paused for a moment, "Well, is it a two out of three?"

Epel made a sour face in response.

"Ok,ok," Silver relented, "What do you guys want to do?"

"Oh, how about we go outside? Like outside, and I mean, outside this tower." Ace recommended, "I heard the grass is much softer when spring slowly turns into summer and I could smell all the flowers."

"And fly around the blue sky." Deuce chirped.

"And maybe I can actually win at hide and seek," Epel added, "This tower is becoming predictable for hiding spots. I need more space and atmosphere."

"No," Silver objected, "Come on, I like it in here and so do you guys."

"Not really."

"I wouldn't so."

"I hate that place."

Silver rolled his eyes, and lifted Ace and Epel, "For you guys, it's not, but it's nice and homey for me, like Father intended. Now, are you going to help me clean?" Silver smiled and grabbed his broom looked at the clock and watched how the clock struck 7:00.

☀️

7 AM, the usual morning lineup

Start on the chores and sweep 'til the floor's all clean

Polish and wax, do laundry, and mop and shine up

Sweep again and by then it's like 7:15

☀️

Silver sighed as he looked up at the clock, it was exactly 7:15. He was almost exhausted from how fast he worked, but he was done.

"Already?" Ace questioned, "That was fast."

"Time flies when you do chores, I suppose," Silver chuckles, "Let's have some fun."

☀️

And so I'll read a book, or maybe two or three

I'll add a few new paintings to my gallery

I'll play guitar and knit and cook and basically

Just wondering, when will my life begin?

☀️

"Ace, stop," Silver huffs, "They're warm, and you need to wait," he puts down the tray, "I don't want you to have a tummy ache before lunch."

"You also ate all the cookies before everyone else," Deuce added, "which sucks."

"You glutton," Epel scoffed.

"It was good," Ace pouted, "and that means eating cookies as well."

"No fighting," Silver lectured, before he looked above the fireplace and stood back, "Hey, don't you think that looks, uh, bland?"

The Animal Trip looked over at the area and examined it.

"Pretty bland," Ace agreed, "It needs something, like your touch. Like, a…"

"Like, a portrait! Or a beautiful painting." Deuce cheered.

"I even have some ideas!" Epel beamed.

Silver smiles and gets up onto the furnace, Deuce delivers his paints and paintbrush, and he starts to examine and looks around, and starts to paint for a while until lunch begins.

☀️

Then after lunch, it's puzzles and darts and baking

Papier-mâché, a bit of ballet and chess

☀️

"Checkmate," mumbled a dazed Silver, on the floor, wrapped around his hair. But it was worth it to finally beat Deuce in chess, even though he'll bruise later.

"Are you ok!?" Epel gasped in worry.

"I told him that dancing while playing what a bad idea," Deuce sighed. "But he was stubborn."

"..at least he wasn't sleeping," Ace piped up.

☀️

Pottery and ventriloquy, candle-making

Then I'll stretch, maybe sketch

Take a climb, sew a dress

☀️

"I hate this," Ace muttered, "It's tight." He struggled as the dress slowly began to tighten his quills, causing some of the fabric to break apart.

"…well, you are ripping it apart," Deuce muttered, resting on Silver's shoulder.

Silver smiles and looks back at the book, "This is what the book says. And it looks nice, and I made sure it'll be good for you."

Epel laughs, "It's nice and funny. And I think it fits you so well."

Ace pouted, looking down, "Stop it…this was embarrassing. Why couldn't Epel wear this?"

"He knows that if he were to touch me, I'm about to bite him," Epel answered with pride.

Silver watched and yawned, having a feeling of a more boring day. He walks upstairs, grabs the books rests on his bed, and yawns once more, looking down at the books with boredom, already prepared to reread everything.

☀️

And I'll reread the books if I have time to spare

I'll paint the walls some more, I'm sure there's a room somewhere

And then I'll brush and brush and brush and brush my hair

Stuck in the same place I've always been

☀️

"Thank you," Silver took the brush from Deuce and sighed, "You guys are right. Outside would be much more fun than all of this. It's got so tiring, being here all day. And with everything here all at once, I need something new, and I want that."

☀️

And I'll keep wonderin' and wonderin'

And wonderin' and wonderin'

When will my life begin?

☀️

Silver climbs down walks over to the window and looks up at the sky, watching the sky filled with different stars above, whenever his birthday comes. He wants to feel it. Feel the fire within the lanterns and feel the breeze that'll allow them to be carried to the heavens.

☀️

Tomorrow night, lights will appear

Just like they do on my birthday each year

☀️

Silver slowly began to paint himself with his new painting, watching the strange stars from beyond the trees and wishing to be there with his friends and his father, enjoying his birthday. The one wish he always wanted to ask every year and he concluded that it was that year he won't hesitate.

☀️

What is it like out there where they glow?

Now that I'm older, Father might just let me go

☀️

Silver sighed as he rested on the window again, but with a more somber face than his previous happiness from earlier. To think he would laugh his friends off about how boring the tower was but now he sees it, feels it, and hates it. He just sighed sadly again, looking up.

Deuce, Epel, and Ace go over to Silver and begin to comfort him, by nuzzling him.

"Hey, it'll be alright," Ace spoke, "maybe this year, he'll stop treating you like a prisoner and let you go."

"Maybe," Silver agreed, "but I know my father. No matter what I said, it would be told on deaf ears. Like last year, and the many years before that."

"Silver, know that you'll get your wish, and we'll be right here beside you, watching those lanterns fly up into the sky." Silver giggles softly and pets Deuce's feathers.

"Hey, I'll be fine," Silver yawned and walked away to his bedroom, "I'll ask him soon…I promise."

He entered his room, looking at the paintings he made when his hair was long enough too. He lay down on his bed, looking up at them before he felt his eyes gotten heavy. He hums and slowly falls asleep, using his hair as a soft blanket, as he tends to do.

"He's been up here for years," Deuce mourned, "I hope he can finally walk on the grass and have fun." He nuzzles Silver's head, "It'll be better than just being cooped up in here."

"Yeah," Ace groaned, "He's so…I don't want to say this but he's pretty clueless about the world. I mean, he didn't know what I was when we met, and he called me a small mini dog, with spikes."

Epel chuckled, "He was only 7, Ace, but it did cement his living situation. Now, come on, we should rest before Crewel comes back." They walk over and carefully rest themselves within Silver's hair and slowly drift to sleep, enjoying the soft hair.

☀

The Kingdom of Sol was not so far, especially to an outsider. With King Lilia in charge, the kingdom is a thriving location with every celebration becoming a long-awaited tradition that everyone knows of.

Another known thing was the thieves.

Three wanted thieves were now on top of the kingdom, ready to go one of the most horrendous crimes of all time.

"Look at the view," Fang hummed, "I could never get old of it."

"Indeed, but we have a job to do," Jade reminded, pulling Fang towards an open window that Floyd had opened, "and don't forget, you owe Azul after that horrendous stunt of yours. It was either this or your tongue."

Fang groaned, "I get it, I get it."

Fanf was a thief, a thief who accidentally stole from Azul Ashengrotto, a man who works for himself, and now has to repay his new debt, the only thing he could steal is the kingdom crown, and it was either his own life or a luxury he could steal.

Many do not know much about Fang, the other being known as the Beastman. He wasn't feared, per se. Just wanted since childhood to steal anything he could eat, wear, and steal. He was caught occasionally, but he had some small allies that always got him out.

"Don't worry," Floyd giggled, "if this is valuable to repay your debt, then you steal it. It's quite simple."

Fang huffs and wraps himself with a rope, "You doubt me?"

Jade and Floyd roll their eyes and begin to move Ruggie down into the crown room. Fang carefully looks around to make sure the guards are around the crown, making sure that nobody comes in or out. The crown sits ideally onto a special case, with the name "Silver" engraved on the podium it remained on, and looks like it hasn't been touched in years, well, until Fang's hand grabbed and stuffed it into his satchel.

He didn't know why Azul wanted such a remarkable yet clearly sentimental item. Fang was appalled when he was told about the job and almost got his tongue ripped out. He was a thief, but he was not low enough to steal something that meant so much. But he had to do it, regardless of his feelings.

He almost jumped as a guard sneezed.

"Ah, spring fever, right?" Fang teased.

"Y-yeah, not the best at the mom-," The guard answered before quickly turning around, locking eyes with Fang.

It was only a moment before his spear almost gutted Fang, and the thing that saved him was a quick pull from the twins.

Fang laughed as he landed on the castle roof, with glares from Jade but a giddy smile from Floyd.

"Was that really necessary?" Jade sighed as they began to climb down.

"Who cares! It was fun, almost seeing Fangy getting gutted," Floyd added with a laugh.

"Guys!" Fang laughed, "Sneaked into the castle, through the guards, and stole the most valuable item all in one morning, and if that doesn't tell you that this was going to be a great day, then you'll be extremely wrong! This just become a very great day!"

☀️

"Today's the day," Silver announced, "Today's the day I'm going to ask him."

"Finally," Ace groaned, "you've been cooped here for years, and now's the day you asked. But I have a bad feeling about this."

"How so?" Questioned Silver, putting away his art supplies, "I think now that I'm older, he's bound to be more understanding. I'm almost 18 years old, and I'm strong and responsible enough to help out."

"We know," Deuce chuckled, "We watched how you trained for this day."

"All the bruises and splinters are all worth it, "Silver smiles and carefully set the paintbrushes down, "I'm excited, and I'm so prepared for this, but I have to be very convincing/"

"Have you practiced in the mirror?" Epel asked.

"Of course I have, not that it works as my impression of Father is not the greatest." Silver admitted. "But I know what to say and what to do and if things do go south, I know how to distract him."

"Silver!" A man called from below, "My little flower!"

Silver gasped and helped the animals behind the curtains. "Ok, just stay here. I got this…just pray for me."

"Our little paws are crossed." Epel whispered as Silver walked away.

"Silver, I'm not getting younger down here," Silver's Father, Crewel announced, fixing his hair. Silver peaks out and quickly set his hair on the small hook and released his hair, watching it fly down onto the ground, easily for Crewel to grab it and use it as a rope, Silver pulled it with all his strength, raising Crewel to the top of the tower's window. Silver helps Crewel inside takes his cape, and proceeds to hang it on the nearby hanger.

"Oh, Silver," Crewel cooed, cupping Silver's cheeks, "how could you do that without fainting? It must've been so tiring for such a delicate flower such as yourself."

Silver chuckled, "I know but I'm used to it, and besides, it makes me stronger every day." Crewel smiles and pats Silver's head.

"That's why I'm so proud of you," He laughed, "such a cute young boy."

"Not that young," Silver protested.

"Tomoto, Tomato," Crewel laughed, smelling the air. "Oh! What delicacy you baked today?"

"Oh, the usual, chocolate chip cookies."

Silver answered, set down his stool, and gave Crewel his brush. He sits down and gives Crewel his hair to brush. Silver begins to hum, but unknowingly to him, he is humming so fast that the magic of his hair comes and goes within a few seconds. That caused a small panic in Crewel as he brushed quickly and gasped as the magic surrounded him.

"Silver," Crewel lectured, "What has gotten into you? That was…oddly fast. What's the deal?" Silver flushes a little, and looks over at the hidden painting, watching Ace, Epel, and Deuce egged him on.

"Well, I was just excited about something."

"Hmm, what about?"

"Well, my birthday, Father," Silver spoke up, "Um…we both know that my birthday is tomorrow, and I have one massive request that would make me very happy."

"Other than the paints, sewing supplies, hair supplies, gardening supplies, and the newest brush after you broke your old one?" Crewel teased and laughed. "Aw, don't worry, if its for my sweet little flower, anything."

Silver took a breath and said, "I want to see the floating lights…"

"Floating lights?"

"….ah, well, I could be more specific." Silver stammered, "I want to see the floating lights that I see every night on my birthday. And I mean, by seeing them, not just from the tower, but outside. Out there, and I know you think I'm not ready for it, but I know I'm ready."

Crewel's eyes darkened for a moment, but kept a kind smile, "You mean those bright stars?"

Silver sighs, "They're not stars, Father."

He climbed up and showed Crewel a star diagram he created years prior, causing a small gasp from Crewel. "I recorded every moment of star movements depending on the year, but these stars only appeared on my birthday as dusk appeared, it's a repeating pattern and I know that." Silver climbs down and shows his newest painting, which surprised Crewel again, "All I'm asking is for this one day to see these in person and that it'll make my life complete."

Crewel was silent for a moment, before sighing. "I understand you, I truly do," he stood up and asked Silver to get down to stroke his hair, "You are already capable but…you want to go outside? Why, Silver."

Crewel chuckled before walking towards the window and closing the doors.

"Look at you, as fragile as a flower. Just a little sapling, just a sprout. You know why we stay up in this tower?"

"Yes, I do, but," Silver began but was interrupted.

☀️

That's right, to keep you safe and sound, dear

I always knew this day was coming

Knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest

Soon, but not yet

☀️

"But—," Silver protested but was interrupted by his father again, finger on his lips.

☀️

Shh! Trust me, pup

Father knows best

☀️

A hip to the tower and the smallest window close, leaving the tower dark but Silver was prepared as he prepared a candle to look around for Crewel but didn't expect a scare from him as he looked. He was now annoyed but kept his composure.

☀️

Father knows best, listen to your father

It's a scary world out there

Father knows best, one way or another

Something will go wrong, I swear

☀️

Silver wasn't exactly convinced, especially when Crewel had to grab his hair to cast an illusion of a thief, trying to steal his hair, that was until he tripped onto the floor and all spooky shadows of things he should fear. It even ended with a crude shadow of a man, ready to grab if it wasn't for Silver's quick reflexes.

☀️

Ruffians, thugs, poison ivy, quicksand

Cannibals and snakes

The plague

☀️

"Wait no!" Silver gasped.

"Yes!" Crewel cackled, shining the green light onto Silver's face.

"Father, please-," Silver begged, only to be pushed onto the floor by a mop, and face to face with a horrible painting of a shared tooth man.

☀️

Also large bugs

People with pointy teeth, and

Stop, no more, you'll just upset me

☀️

Silver sighs and looks around for his father again. He sees Crewel and walks toward him, but once he does, it is just a mannequin. Silver frowns and looks back at the stairs, lights leading up and Crewel walking down with a smirk.

☀️

Father's right here, Father will protect you

Darling, here's what I suggest

Skip the drama, stay with Papa

Father knows best

☀️

"Father, I think you overreacting," Silver groaned, "I am fully aware of those horrible things. I am not stupid, nor naive."

☀️

Go ahead, get trampled by a rhino

Go ahead, get mugged, and left for dead ("Father, enough..")

Me, I'm just your father, what do I know?

I only bathed and changed and nursed you

Go ahead and leave me, I deserve it

Let me die alone here, go on be my guest ("You are pushing it, Father,")

When it's too late, you'll see, just wait

Father knows best

☀️

Silver gasped as he looked up again, and Crewel was gone, only the scent of the candle wax by the stairs. Silver sighs grabs a match and starts to light the candles again, completely unaware that Crewel was putting them out simply with his fingers.

☀️

Father knows best, take it from your popsy

On your own, you won't survive

☀️

A mirror appeared in front of Silver, and Crewel appeared on its side, looking Silver up and down as if he was judging him up and down, which in hindsight, is not a great move.

☀️

Your sloppy, underdressed, immature, clumsy

Please, they'll eat you up alive

☀️

Crewel grabbed Silver and started to wrap his hair all around him, causing Silver to become entrapped, muffling towards his Father to let him out, with Crewel laughing.

☀️

Gullible, naïve, positively grubby

Ditzy and a bit, well, hmm, vague

Plus, I believe, gettin' kinda chubby

☀️

That was until he flung Silver like he was a spinning top toy, which annoyed Silver as Crewel grabbed his chin, so they met eye to eye. "You are not…," Silver whispers, trying to hide his nausea, "…funny.."

☀️

I'm just saying 'cause I love you

Father understands, Father's here to help you

All I have is one request

☀️

Silver finally loses his balance and lands in Crewel's arms, feeling Crewel comforting him.

"Silver?" Crewel spoke softly towards him.

"What is it?" Silver groaned, looking up.

"Don't ever ask to leave this tower again," Crewel demanded, his grip becoming tight around Silver's shoulder.

"Yes, Father…" Silver finally yielded.

"I love you very much, my child," Crewel cooed.

"I love you more."

"I love you most."Crewel grinned and kissed Silver's hair, his hand now caressing it.

☀️

Don't forget it, you'll regret it

Father knows best

☀️

Silver didn't know what to say after that conversation after all that had happened, so instead, he went to his room to get his mind off it.

"Maybe Father is right," he spoke to himself, looking at the mirror, questioning if he was even ready to go out of the old tower, a place that he lived in for so many years. "Maybe I'm asking for too much from him…" He sighs, lying down on his bed.

☀️

I've got my Father's love

I shouldn't ask for more

I've got so many things

I should be thankful for

Yes, I have everything

Except I guess, a door

Perhaps it's better that I stay in

But tell me, when will my life begin?

☀️

"Silver," Crewel called out, "I'm ready to leave again," He announced, getting ready. Silver takes a small breath and walks downstairs, trying his best to look unaffected by Crewel's cruel words, and grabs his hair to let down.

Crewel frowns and hugs Silver, "Oh, don't be like that, my flower, I know what I was was horrible but I need you to know that I'm worried about you."

"I-I know," Silver stammered softly, and started to let his hair down.

Crewel sighs and looks at Silver again. "I never meant to hurt you, my flower, but this world is not ready for someone as extraordinary as you or your hair." He grabbed onto the hair, "I'll be back, ok? I love you, my dear."

"I love you too," Silver mumbled softly.

"No more mumbling," Crewel managed to say before sliding down. As he departed down, he called out, "I'll be back with lunch!"

Silver watched him walk away before letting his hair down and mumbling, "I'll be here."

Silver noticed Deuce on his shoulder and sighed, "I'm sorry. I thought I could convince him, and I just froze up. Like I always do."

"I wouldn't blame ya," Epel talked, climbing onto the window. "Your father seems very mean."

"No, he isn't. He's just…overprotective." Silver defended, "…I hope he's wrong. Maybe I still have a chance."

☀️

Despite running what felt like an eternity, the royal guards are still right on their trail. "Jade, can we do something about these annoying guards," Floyd said, annoyed that he was running away from them instead of doing the chasing. "I just want to squeeze them now."

"As much I want to say yes, we are unfortunately outnumbered," Jade responded, sounding extremely out of breath.

They hear the stomping of the guards' horses getting close, and they all quickly run to the left and hide in the thick brush of the forest. They finally were able to breathe for a moment, just as long they didn't give their location away.

"Okay, once the coast is clear we'll take the long way back," Ruggie whispers to the twins.

"What? I don't want to do that," Floyd answered, "this mission was incredibly boring from the start."

"It's either we have a long walk or get captured."

Their short conversation ended when they heard a horse's whale coming right for them. And as the thieves got out of their hiding spot, a large horse destroyed the bush. Looking more furious than the captain himself "I found them!" The apparent captain shouted, alerting the rest of his team.

Once again, Ruggie and the twins begin to run away. While he and Floyd throw many insults at the guards. They ran farther and farther into the woods, able to lose most of the guards but some were very close by. They were able to stop once again, this time behind oak trees, with some old and withered, wanted posters, of them.

"I didn't expect to see these far out here," Jade remakes.

"I guess it shows how popular we have gotten over the last few months," Floyd responded, somewhat admiring the well-drawn wanted papers.

"Azul better keeps his end of the bargain of his deal, because I'm not going to die over some stupid crown," Ruggie mumbled to himself. "Well that's what you get when you try to steal something from him," Jade said with a smug look on his face.

Before stealing the royal crown, Ruggie was already in hot water when he decided to steal a valuable item from Azul. For him not to get squeezed to death by Floyd, Azul offered him a deal.

"If you want to live for another day, you would have to steal the lost prince's crown, after all, a lot of people are willing to buy it at a high price," Azul told him those few days ago, which at that point Ruggie is starting to wish he didn't take the offer. Ruggie hopes that Azul might be generous enough to lend him some of that money after he's risking his life for this act of service. As they pay attention to their surroundings, Ruggie notices his wanted poster…and gets irritated seeing it.

"Oh come on you got to be kidding me," he spoke, ripping off the poster from the tree.

"What is it, Fang," Floyd asked.

"…they got my ears wrong again." Ruggie showed the twins the poster, showing them a drawn picture of himself, only that his ears looked more like cat ears than his hyena ones. "Are they that hard to even draw them?" Ruggie asked, offended by this discovery.

"I'm rather surprised that finally made you upset, you did have to deal with my brother for the past 24 hours and he didn't make you this annoyed," Jade spoke.

"Compared to your guy's wanted poster it looks fantastic, and then there's mine, they always mess up the ears."

That's when the conversation stopped once more, as they heard the familiar voices of the guards, they all stood low and quickly moved. That's when the three reach a large piece of earth, blocking off their path.

"Well crap," Floyd spoke. "It's best that we think of a plan now before the guards catch up," Jade informed. Ruggie noticed this little cliff was much taller than the twins and himself, but not too tall to lift someone over.

"Okay, I have an idea," Ruggie said. "Are we going to lift someone up?" Floyd asked.

"Glad you caught on," Ruggie stated, "since you two are tall enough, you can help me get over the ledge and I could lift you two up with me." The twins looked at each other, suspicious about Ruggie's idea, but since they had no choice they had to do it.

"Alright, just give us the satchel first," Jade spoke.

"Really?"

"Just because we've known you for a few days doesn't mean we trust you, so you can either hand it over or we make you lift the both of us." Jade threatened with a calm smile.

Ruggie sighed and handed over the satchel, and they quickly made a human tower, Floyd being the support while Jade lifted Ruggie over. Once done, Ruggie looks down, seeing his teammates.

"Alright, pull me up," Jade spoke "I would, but I got my hands full."

"What-" Ruggie showed the satchel, the strap cut and him holding a small dagger along with it.

"Since I have a sneaky feeling that Azul is going to cheat his way out of the bargain, I wanted to do it first," Ruggie stated getting up quickly.

"Why you little-"

"Tell Azul I said thanks for your guy's volunteer work."

With that, Ruggie began to run off, hearing the twins cursing him out, slowly fading away when he got deeper into the woods.

But unfortunately for him, he was still being followed by one of the guards. "And here I thought I was going to get a break," he thought to himself when he heard the cries of the royal guard's horse. Ruggie had to be quick to get this guard off his trail, so he decided to go under steep hills, and duck under some branches while avoiding the many arrows that were trying to hit him.

That's when he saw a perfect opportunity, not only there was another hill to go down but some tree branches were low enough for him to grab on. As he runs towards it, he gets his momentum ready and focuses. Right before going down the hill, he jumps onto the branch, with his speed as well he swings around the branch and surprises the unexpected guard. Kicking behind the head was enough for him to fall off his horse, who ran down the hill in the meantime. But stopped when it noticed his owner fell off. Ruggie lands and is shocked and dizzy.

"I didn't expect that to work but man, that was incredible." Before he could do anything else, he realized that not only did he recognize the horse from earlier, but it stopped in his tracks, turned, and glared at him.

"What are waiting for?" Ruggie asked, then grabbed the reigns, "Let's go!"

The horse continued to glare but his eyes slowly drifted to the bag knowing that the stolen crown was hidden in it. He went to snatch it but was pulled away from Ruggie.

"No. This is mine." Ruggie laughs, "It's not nice to steal from- Hey!!"

The horse took another snap at Ruggie's bag, which began a struggle between the two, pulling the satchel back and forth and it seemed like the horse was winning, the unfortunate enemies anciently let their guard down as the satchel was flung to a nearby tree branch over a cliff. Both stare at each other as if to keep an eye on the other.

Ruggie looks over at the horse before jumping off and sprinting towards the satchel, the horse following suit. This was now a war between the hyena and the horse as they pushed, pulled, punched, tripped, and kicked to prevent the other from going near the satchel. The horse had the upper hand, pushing Ruggie off the branch, but backfired as Ruggie grabbed onto the log with strength.

Ruggie gripped the tree log for dear life. The growl from the horse informed Ruggie that he shouldn't be there for long, so like a little bug, he scurried, also trying to avoid the horse stomping his hooves to purposely break his hands while he climbed.

"This is such a weird day!" Ruggie called out to the horse, "I just wanted to get rich and now I'm trying to escape a horse. Today is not my day."

Ruggie took the satchel in his hands, having a mere moment of victory, only moving to take the satchel away from the horse. A small creek was heard, as the branch slowly tumbled down due to the two fighting and the extra weight they brought. Both stood still, hoping if they stood still, the branch would not break.

But it was false hope as the branch snapped and fell. The enemies looked at each other before screaming as they tumbled down the cliff. A rock broke the branch, separating the two. The horse immediately got back up after he tumbled, looking for Ruggie, and sniffing the area for him.

Unaware of the horse, Ruggie hid behind a boulder, big enough to hide his small form.

Ruggie panted, only hearing faint sounds of the horse walking past, before accidentally falling through the vines behind him. Confused, he walked through, which led to a small cavern, and at the end was a huge tower, it wasn't even that old and abandoned, but nicely decorated, especially with the vines growing around it.

"Why is there a tower all the way out here?" Ruggie questioned, walking over to it, and looking up at the length.

"I mean, if it's hidden, I should be safe from the knights and those pesky twins." Ruggie grabbed two arrows from the knights and started to climb it, surprised at how huge this tower was, and questioned why it was built in the first place. By the time he got to the window, he sighed to himself and entered the tower. Ruggie looks around for a little bit, surprised at how decorative it was, considering it was an old tower hidden from society.

"..well," he laughs, "this is a perfect place for me to hide in. And," he opens the satchel, "we are alone at last." The last thing that happened was a huge clang and a body was now on the floor unconscious.

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Armed with more information about Poppy and the Golden Circle, plans are made.

Warnings: Swearing, allusions to violence and Poppy’s compound, allusions to dragons in captivity and the effects on the dragon. 

Word count: 2.4k

This time, Jack didn’t try to keep you out of the loop. He didn’t quite let you help, but he did at least let you know what was going on. 

“Harry knows,” he told you, focused on making breakfast for the two of you. “He and Merlin will fly out in the next few days. I told Javier as well, he’s got some contacts and will coordinate with them.” 

“And where are you all meeting?” You tapped your fingers restlessly against the counter. 

“Here.” He did look at you finally, shifting his weight. “Darlin’, I know you want to help…”

“I wouldn’t be that much help.” You wilted, just a little, but managed a wan smile all the same. “I know.” 

Jack sighed and tapped his bare foot, debating something. “If you can get the time, come over.”

“What?” You blinked.

“I mean it. You already know everything else, I won’t keep this from you.” His lips twisted and he turned back to breakfast. “Learned that lesson already.” 

You beamed at him. “Okay,” you agreed, wiggling a little. “I promise I won’t cause trouble or anything.”

Jack huffed at that, shaking his head as he brought two plates over to the counter. “Sweetheart,” he rumbled, ducking his head to look you in the eye, “you are trouble. But the best kind.” He kissed you, quick and sweet, before he backed off and took his seat. 

“You’ll let me know when the meeting is, when everyone arrives?” You couldn’t help but double check as you washed the dishes.

“I will. I suspect Wednesday, but it depends on when Harry and Merlin can get here. They’ve got a few things to take care of on their end.” 

“Are they, like, caretakers for the Royal line?” You frowned a little. It had been low-key puzzling you for a while, how Harry and Merlin actually fit into all of this. 

Jack ducked his head but not before you saw his grin. “Not exactly,” he muttered, clearly amused. 

“So? Are you gonna tell me?” You nudged him with your elbow. 

Jack chuckled, shaking his head a little. “They’re more like… secret service. Of a sort.” 

Your eyes went wide. “Seriously?”

“Mmhm. Met Harry on assignment, back with the military.” He shrugged, though he looked pleased. “Since he works with the Royals and with some other dragons, we got to talking. He hasn’t gotten rid of me since.”

You laughed quietly, leaning over a little into his chest. “Well, certainly works out well for us now.”

Jack hummed quiet acknowledgement, his hands landing on your hips to hold you there for a few long moments. “I’m glad you’re here.” 

“So am I.” You tipped your head back against his shoulder, briefly closing your eyes to enjoy the moment of peace while you could. 

After all, it wouldn’t last long. 

After you’d gone back home, Jack confirmed the day and time of the meeting, and you managed to get a couple days off work. Knowing Jack would be busy, you drove yourself out to the ranch and waved at him where he stood with Javier and an unfamiliar man before you headed back to see Eggsy. 

The dragon was no longer truly a baby, as he was growing pretty quickly. He didn’t have to stretch to boop your nose anymore, and he shed scales practically every other day. Which made him itchy and occasionally irritable, although he rarely got snappy with you. (Jack, on the other hand, had had to scold the dragon more than once for bad behavior.) The gold on his wings shone in the sunlight, and he was mottled blue and green and brown as his adult colors came through. 

In short, he looked like a teenager. You felt a little bit bad for him. 

“Hi darling,” you murmured, scratching his eye ridges. Eggsy cooed and snuggled in closer to you, enjoying the attention. 

“So this is the wee lizard.”

You and Eggsy both jumped at the voice behind you, and you turned to see a bald man standing there, arms crossed over his chest, dark sweater pulled tight across his shoulders. He looked very unimpressed.

“And you are?” You shifted, putting yourself between the man and Eggsy. Rationally, you knew that the fact that he was here, on the ranch, unsupervised, meant that Jack trusted him. But you had no idea who this guy was, and you were a little bit protective of Eggsy. 

His lips quirked but he didn’t comment. “Merlin.”

“Oh.” You relaxed a little, shoulders dropping. “I’m–”

“I know who you are.” He took two steps closer, giving you a more thorough look-over. “You’re the one who’s gotten us this far.”

“Um.” You blinked at him, startled. “I don’t know about that.”

“Don’t you?” He didn’t smile, but something in his eyes warmed. “Hm. I’ve been told you named the wee lizard Eggsy.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the sheer disdain in his voice. “Yeah, it made more sense at the time,” you agreed, grinning back at your little dragon. “It kind of stuck, though.”

Merlin heaved a long-suffering sigh. “Well, it can be changed,” he grumbled. “Come here, little one.”

Eggsy hunkered down behind you, wings tucked tight, tail lashing back and forth. You stepped out of the way, shaking your head when Eggsy tried to follow you.

“Nuh uh. You have to meet people eventually and learn to play nice. Might as well start with him.”

Eggsy drooped like the dramatic child he truly was but slunk forward all the same. All of three steps. Before he stopped and stretched out his neck to sniff Merlin’s hand instead. 

“I see you met Merlin.” Jack walked over to you, immediately wrapping one arm around your waist to tuck you into his side. 

“Mmhm. Who else is here?” You leaned into his warmth gratefully, watching Eggsy investigate Merlin with more energy now. Here meaning he began to poke the long-suffering Scotsman. 

“Javier, and Marcus Pike from the Bureau of Dragon Management.” Jack hesitated a moment. “Harry is around somewhere.” 

“He’s talking to Champ.” Merlin didn’t even look at you two, still focused on Eggsy. 

“We’ll have to go fetch him before we start planning.” Jack smirked suddenly. “You wanna do the honors, Merlin?”

Merlin gave Jack a flat look. “No.” Turning, he strode back up to the house, Eggsy following him most of the way before bounding back to you. 

“Guess we’re gonna go get him.” You grinned, reaching out to rub Eggsy’s snout. “Shall we?” 

Jack heaved a sigh but relinquished his grip on you. “S’pose so. Should get this show on the road.” 

“Hey.” You turned and grabbed his hand, frowning just a little. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” But he didn’t meet your gaze, looking out across the field. “C’mon, let’s go get Harry.”

“Jack.” You tightened your grip on his hand, stepping in his way. “Talk to me. Please.”

Jack dropped his head and sighed. “Darlin’... It’s just me bein’ silly. Nothing to fuss over.” 

“It’s bothering you,” you pointed out reasonably. “Let me help.”

He sighed again. “Just… Worried.”

“About the rescue?”

“About leaving you.” He smiled, a little bitter, a little wry, a little self-deprecating. “I know you’ll be safer here. Nothin’ should happen.” He paused for a moment, turning his hand to twine his fingers between yours. “Should. And that bothers me.”

“I’ll be fine.” You chewed on your lower lip for a few moments. “Would it make you feel better if I stay here? On the ranch? So you know I’ll be safe with the dragons.”

Eyes a little wide, Jack leaned in close until his forehead bumped yours ever so gently. “Would you?”

“For you? Yes.” You smiled, lifting your free hand to cup his cheek. “No problem.” 

“You’re amazing.” Jack kissed you, soft and sweet, before pulling away. “Alright. I’m ready.”

“Took you long enough,” Harry drawled from somewhere off to the side. By his sudden stillness, you could tell Jack hadn’t noticed him there either. “Come along.”

You and Jack looked at Harry’s retreating back before looking at each other. You broke first, clapping one hand over your mouth to stifle your giggles. Jack heaved a long-suffering sigh that was about 200% more dramatic than he actually felt, making you laugh harder. Grinning at his clear victory, Jack towed you inside with him. 

Introductions were quick - Marcus was a polite man who smiled and shook your hand and didn’t question why you were there. Javier gave Jack some kind of look but didn’t actually ask. Fortunately. 

“How sure are you of this intel?” Merlin asked once the pleasantries were out of the way.

“Very.” Jack looked a little smug. “Got some old friends looking into the location, but preliminary findings show there’s definitely something big out there. It’s disguised, at least partially. I’ll know more tomorrow.”

“And how are we getting there?” Javier put his hands on his hips.

“We have a jet,” Harry offered mildly. “That will be sufficient to get at least us there, although if you have other agents that need to be there, they will have to find their own way.” 

Javier grimaced and glanced at Marcus, who simply nodded. “Let us worry about that,” Javier grumbled. 

“You two have transportation for the Royal? If she’s still there, she might not be in good shape,” Jack pointed out. 

“Aye,” Merlin murmured. “We’ll have a few of ours on standby, in case they’re needed.”

“What kind of firepower are we expecting?” Marcus asked. 

As they started into the nitty gritty of the planning, you took a half-step back, just watching them all. Though the discussion was calm, all of them were very clearly determined, and you could see rage in more than one pair of eyes. They all wanted to see the Golden Circle go down. 

And even if you couldn’t help, not really, you were glad to be here. Because even just this made you feel better. 

“What about her?” Merlin didn’t even look at you, although his question did make you blink and refocus on the conversation. 

“She’s staying here.” Jack reached a hand back to take yours, squeezing gently. “She’s done her part.” 

Nobody questioned him, thankfully. And the planning moved on.

“When are we doing this?” Javier asked, glancing around the circle. 

“Sooner the better,” Jack said, rubbing his thumb over your hand. “We’ve got the advantage, before she realizes she’s been found out.” 

“How much time do you need to prepare?” Harry glanced between Javier and Marcus. 

“As soon as I can show my boss proof that this isn’t a wild goose chase.” Javier shrugged. “Won’t be hard to convince him after that.” 

“Same with my boss.” Marcus smiled a little. “They’ll be anxious to get involved with this.” 

Harry snorted quietly. “As far as we’re concerned, you two can decide who gets the credit for Poppy,” he drawled. “Although I do believe we’ll have better luck with a smaller force to get in.” 

Javier and Marcus exchanged looks again before Javier sighed. “Big interagency hit like this? Good luck.”

“Unless you misrepresent the start time,” Jack offered casually. “Be on your way before they can give you marching orders, claim technical difficulties in receiving orders, so on.” He smirked. 

“I always forget how devious you are,” Marcus said on a sigh, though he looked amused. “That might have worked for you, but it won’t work for me. My SO won’t have it.” 

Javier just grinned. “I’ll manage,” was all he said on the matter. 

“So, when are we leaving?” Jack crossed his arms over his chest, looking at each of them in turn. 

“Tomorrow, early.” Merlin had pulled a tablet from somewhere and was working on it. “It will take time to get to the compound, and we’ll have to hike part of the way on foot. Leaving tomorrow should give you all time to do what you need to do.” 

Nobody objected, and nobody brought up anything else. Nodding to himself, Jack looked at you before he spoke again. 

“Don’t have room here for all of you to stay, but I can take care of dinner.” 

To your surprise, each man looked at you before agreeing, leaving you a little flustered and definitely confused. Fortunately, they all saw fit to take themselves outside to do whatever they all needed to do, leaving you and Jack to work on dinner prep. 

“Jack?” You glanced at him before refocusing on the potatoes. “What was that about?”

“Hmm?” Jack paused to look at you. 

“They all… I dunno. Like they were looking for permission, or something.” 

“Ah.” Jack ducked his head to hide his grin, very unsuccessfully. “Well, they’ve all known me for a while. Years, most of ‘em. So they may have made some assumptions ‘bout us.” 

“Such as?” You raised one eyebrow, equal parts wary and curious about how cagey he was being. 

“Pretty sure they all think you live here, darlin’.” 

Well. That was nowhere near as bad as it could’ve been. “Would be a bit of a drive to work,” was the first thing out of your mouth.

Jack froze. You froze. Jack opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

“Nope,” he said after a moment. “I wanna have that talk. I really wanna have that talk. But not tonight. Not right before…” He trailed off and grimaced. “One more thing to hold again Poppy, I guess.” 

“Hey.” You set the knife down and walked over to him, wrapping your arms tight around his middle. “It’ll turn out fine. You’ll come back, and everything will be fine, and we’ll have that talk when you get back. I promise.” 

“You’re too sweet.” Jack kissed the top of your head and just… stood there for a few moments, breathing and holding steady. Then he sighed softly. “Alright. Let’s finish this up, feed that lot, and go to bed. I wanna hold you tonight.” 

“Sure.” You kissed him once, a bare brush of lips, and turned back to your work. 

Things would be okay. This wouldn’t be the end of the discussion. You all just had to get through the next few days and it would all be fine. 

#tangled up #dragon rancher jack #jack daniels x you #jack daniels x reader #f!reader