#the best ship for the both of them i swear healthy full of respect of each other and lovey dovey

[littlespacestarbun]

they are so cheesy about affection i love it

#starbuns art #transformers #jazzop #jazz #optimus prime #the best ship for the both of them i swear healthy full of respect of each other and lovey dovey #we hate magatron here lol #i'm trying to be better at drawing the bots please be gentle on me i love robots...but being a mech nerd who can't draw mecha is pain #their trans bi4bi

[fishfarmfrankie]

Bakusquad as types of Relationships

The type of romantic relationship the bakusquad would have with their s/o(You)

+ Your relationships theme song bc why not

Trigger Warnings; none :)

feat. Sero, Bakugou, Denki, Kirishima and Mina 💞💕💘💝💖

Sero Hanta

Summer Fling

-Sero give me big summer energy. 

-I imagine him being that relationship that randomly sparks after you two spot each other at a beachside bar. You instantly hit it off and fall hard. 

-It’s an even combination of Lust and Love, as well as solid companionship.

-The two of you just seem to click so fast, as if you were soulmates. And since it’s the summer holidays, you two have all the free time you could ever want. 

-You spend every available minute with Sero as you two enjoy each others company, sharing ice cream, going surfing, gate crashing random parties together, getting high and just sharing the vibes. You can’t get enough of each other. 

-Kiri, Denki and Bakugou would be so confused yet surprised at how Sero was able to even approach you. And then how he managed to convince you to go out with him, only ten minutes after meeting you? HE’S SMOOTH ASF (And was probably a bit drunk 😳)

-But as Summer ends, you learn that Sero is only spending the summer holidays in your region. You follow Sero to the plane and he offers to have you go with him, but you can’t. So, as the sunsets, you watch as your summer fling Sero flies away on the last day of Summer vacation.

-Though Sero never officially broke it off with you, you think this is because it was obvious enough, but this is actually because Sero was hoping to see you again next year 🥺🏖

-Then when you try to tell all your friends about your hot summer fling no one believes you 😔

Relationship Theme song: Borderline by Tame Impala, Pineapple Skies by Miguel

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Denki Kaminari

Partners in Crime

-Okay so you two were chaotic enough without being a couple but THEN THE TWO CRAZIEST CRACKHEADS HAD TO GET TOGETHER AND CAUSE PURE ANARCHY AMONG EVERY STREET YOU ROAM HUH?

-Students  s h u d d e r  when they see you two roaming the halls at school. Like you’re the couple that has a reputation for causing chaos wherever you go. Whether it be stupid dares or crazy pranks you try to pull on class 1-A. UA can never get a break with you two around.

-You two are connected on a different level I swear. Like you two would be hanging out with the gang and Denki just makes a snort sound and next minute you’re both having a full conversation in rat language🙄

- Ngl there’s a lot of lust in this one 👀, the second your parents’ shoes leave the front door Denki is right there in your bed O-O

-lemme just say ‘horny weebs’. That is all good day.

-The worst thing about this is you two always seem to be together. Like Denki loves keeping you around to show you off. If you’re not physically with him, he’s showing people his phone’s lock screen and background (Which is a photo of you)

-omfg y’all tried to start up your own little podcast one time but you found that you guys were literally just laughing for 40 minutes straight.

Relationship Theme Song: Greek Tragedy by the wombats (Oliver nelson remix), Touch You (The Yarichin Bitch club theme song lmao)~

~~

Bakugou Katsuki

Secret Forbidden love/Star crossed lovers

-Okok I know a lot of y’all think that Bakugou would like to show you off and I think this is true to a certain extent, like I feel like a long period of time he would want to keep the relationship a secret in fear of being ridiculed. 

-This relationship would be filled with love, you being the only one Bakugou will obey ;)

-You two would always play little games where you try to steal kisses from each other while no one is looking. Of course no one notices.

-!Secret dates! Constantly trying to search for the most secluded cafes around. There would be tons of little moments where Bakugou spots someone like Sero and is forced to hide lol

-You’re the only one who sees Bakubabe’s soft side 🥺

-Though because no one knows you’re in a relationship you do get quite a lot of people flirting with you and this fucks Bakugou off to the max.

-One day some person straight up tries to kiss you and Bakugou rips them away from you and fuckin socks him, drop kicks em’ like a rugby ball. The person is splayed on the floor, blood nose, and shocked as all fuck, stuttering; “What the hell? what’s your problem man!”

-Bakugou is like; “STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM THEM! THEY’RE MINE AND ONLY MINE AND I’M SICK OF FUCKSTICK EXTRAS LIKE YOU THINKING YOU EVEN HAVE A CHANCE WITH MY S/O!”

-No one saw that coming 🤭

Relationship Theme Song: Sofia by Clairo, Asshole by hooligan chase, LOOK AT ME! by xxxtentacion (im sorry yall 😭)

~~

Kirishima Ejirou

Power couple

-Kirishima would honestly be the best boyfriend ever. 

-Everyone shipped you two together, but was surprised when he actually asked you out, AND you said yes. 

-You two are the power duo that can do anything together. Dude when y’all are teamed up in practice fights for training no one can beat you two. Not even Bakugou. UNSTOPPABLE POWER.

-fucking dates at they gym🙄 nah but kiri’s dates are always full of adventures, like rock climbing (( ͡• ͜ʖ ͡• ))

-There is a lot of respect here, and a lot of support. Kirishima feels comfortable sharing all his insecurities about his quirk and ‘manliness’ with you, of course, he’s there for you whenever you need. Very dependable. THIS IS WHY YALL ARE SO STRONG 💪👹

-We love a functionally healthy toxicity free relationship💫🤠

-You two do tend to rival each other a lot too. Since you’re both complete equals on all levels, it’s always uncertain on who will win when you two wrestle, or even when you do take the exams. It also gives you both motivation to work harder.

-With this combined power You and Kirishima possess, you sort of become the parents of class 1-A. Helping keep students motivated n stuff. Even Tenya Iida has trouble contesting your guys’ authority over the class. 

Relationship Theme Song:  Trip by Ella Mai including Duan Yi, Sunflower by Rex Orange County

~~

Ashido Mina

Opposites attract

-Ok I’m sorry if this isn’t you but if you like Mina then you’re likely to be her opposite. I’m talking quiet kid, more on the masculine side/Tomboy-ish, you’re probably like a fucking emo (Don’t worry tho I like Mina too 😌)

-Fr though you two are fashion icons, the most aesthetic couple either.

-Mina likes to drag you to all her little social events, and although they can be tiring, being with her helped you come out of your shell a lot.

-tbh because Mina is so friendly and lowkey touchy with everyone no one even thought y’all were a couple. Like you guys didn’t really act that different to before your were a couple because she would always flirt with you before hand too.

-Best thing is you guys don’t even tell people you’re a couple now. So they get such a shock when you two start joking about kissing and then actually kiss. You two did this to Denki one time and he just short circuited. Though you have a suspicion it was more because he was turned on than from being shocked.

-Also y’all lowkey freaky as hell. Freaky as fuck. Mina brings out a different side to you ;)

Relationship Theme Song: Pretty girl by Clairo, Say So by Doja Cat 

~~~

Ayo take a shot every time I used the word ‘ Y’all ‘

#sero x reader #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #mina x reader #denki x reader #mha headcanons #mha #bnha #Sero Hanta #kirishima ejirou #bakugou katsuki #mina ashido #denki kaminari #denki headcanons #kirishima headcanon #mina ashido headcanons #sero headcanons #bakugou headcanons #my hero academia #my hero headcanons #anime

[cassyapper]

Apart from Jotaro and Kakyoin (unfortunately) what are your other favourite jojo ships? I’d love to know

OHHHH POST YOUVE OPENED A CAN OF FUCKING WORMS LET ME GO OFF

i have a disease that makes me invested in the joestars’ happiness to an absurd level so bc of that a lot of ships i enjoy involve,,,one joestar,,,but there r others i swear let me just start rantingi

jonaeriwagon is soooooo so so cute it involves the most wholesome and purehearted jojo characters and it makes me smile so wide. erina and jonathan r childhood sweethearts and erina helped jonathan back on his feet after he lost EVERYTHING in the first fight against dio at the mansion. jonathan and speedwagon are best FRIENDS OKAY!! SPEEDWAGON LITERALLY CHANGES HIS ENTIRE WALK OF LIFE BECAUSE OF JONATHAN AND THE KINDNESS HE SHOWED HIM. i know erina and speedwagon didn't interact a whole lot in part 1 but like they're BEST. FRIENDS. in part 2, so much so joseph thought something was going on between them. i bring this up bc then it’s proof that this ship is full of ppl who just care for each other so much. they just adore each other and love each other and I'm crying

caejoseq is my FAVVV OKAY they're so stupid and in love. i love love love love imagining caesar and suziq falling in love slowly when he’s first training as lisalisa’s student and like they never do anything about it cause they're both so shy (yes caesar is shy bc these feelings r more genuine romance rather than sexual, unlike his other flings) but it’s obvious enough they both understand to a degree the other knows they like them sjkd;dn cuties. but then JOSEPH BARGES IN with his stupid hamon-breathing mask and his stupid blue-green eyes and his stupid lax personality combined with the moments he takes thing seriously during which is works hard as fuck/smart as fuck. he just completely sweeps them off their feet they had no fuckin warning whatsoever. so after a bunch of messy and intense pining from the both of them they eventually sit down and are like okay. we should do smth about feelings actually. so they Do and it ends with the polycule and I'm (”: smiling so wide they loved each other do u understand

AVPOL!! DO NOT GET ME STARTED OKAY it’s the survivor’s guilt and cherishing and longing for me sis!!!!!! I'm just saying both have pasts (araki said avdol’s backstory was so sad he didn't wanna put it into sdc so that’s where I'm drawing this from) that leave them focused on things other than their direct happiness/their own futures but then they connect and even though they're so fucking different they are SOOO different they're still the same on this level and i think!!! that would be everything for them finally someone who understands...listen I'm ging to go insane do you hear me. avdol loves this stupid fucking Frenchman so much because said stupid fucking Frenchman just cares so much about everything. meanwhile polnareff is in love with this fuckin god of a man who’s patient and kind and funny and a skilled enough fighter it’s stated explicitly in canon “oh avdol’s the one we need to worry about most not jotaro” like fuck polnareff is ENAMOURED WITH HIM!! AND I DONT FUCKING BLAME HIM!! and just dude. when pol thinks avdol came back to life and he starts crying tears of joy and hugs him so tightly and avdol just laughs but hugs him back imfmfjfj help. help. help. help. help. POLNAREFF LITERALLY ASKS HIM OUT ON A DATE THIS IS FUCKIN!!! CANON!!! i cant do this stupid fuckign idiots i love them

JOSUYASU!!!!!! TWO GUYS BEIGN DUDES WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT??? like listen we have such a SLEW of wholesome moments between these two the opening to the tonio episode is literally just them going on a date OKUYASU WAS GONNA FEED JOSUKE AND JOSUKE DIDNT EVEN FUCKING QUESTION IT OKAY THAT’S KINDA GAY THAT HAS ROMANTIC FUCKING UNDERTONES!! and them fighting against shigechi idk man i just love their dynamic it’s such a pleasant bro relationship and i love them. but even beyond the wholesome moments when okuyasu fucking dies josuke loses his SHIT!!! DO YOU HEAR ME HE GOES FUCKIGN INSANE!!!!! HE’S SCREAMING AND CRYING AND BEGGING OKUYASU TO WAKE UP AT THE EXPENSE OF HIS LIFE FUCKIGN HAYATO HAD TO SHRIEK AT HIM TO MOVE HIS ASS OUT OF THE WAY OF KIRA’S BOMB LIKE!! listen the recklessness and furiousness of josuke’s tactics after okuyasu “”died”” haunts me. he didn't want to live in a world without him and meanwhile okuyaus LITERALLY TRIUMPHS OVER DEATH BECAUSE HE DOESNT WANT TO LEAVE JOSUKE’S SIDE HELP ME GIRL FJKF;NDJN FUCK. fuck. so yeah i lvoe them

fugionara... any combination of this ship makes me go nuts okay okay. the dynamics in the bucci gang will forever leave me in tatters but THE ONES BETWEEN THESE THREE IN PARTICULAR. FUCK ME UP. it’s the healing it’s the animosity it’s the regret it’s the trying to figure out your own mentally ill self while also the world ur in with these ppl u love so much and I'm going crazy okay okay okay. idk how to quite put my feelings for them in worlds i just have a lot of them and they are fuckin. overhwelming. just narancia for example meant EVERYTHING to fugo as evidence by purple haze feedback (literally every other paragraph is a flashback) and the only time giorno cries in the anime is when narancia dies. meanwhile fugo saved narancia’s life and giorno knew when to take narancia seriously as opposed to a joke. and then THE WHOLE DISCUSSION ABOUT GRIEF FUGO AND GIORNO HAVE IN PURPLE HAZE FEEDBACK? listen something about these three make me go insane and feral

foolymes like okay. okay. I'm shaking like a dog trying not to go overboard on this justification just listen to me. hermes and jolyne first find someone to trust in prison in each other. jolyne cares abt her enough that she first learns how to use stone free’s string-on-a-telephone ability bc she wanted to watch over hermes. hermes loves nd respects jolyne that after she wakes up from getting a stand shes like “hm. wonder where jolyne is” and goes to find her before all that bullshit happened just hey okay LISTEN TO ME!! and then they get foo they save her it’s just like fucking kakyoin they give her another chance and they show her what relationships are supposed to be like (fulfilling) they enjoy her company and make her laugh and she makes them laugh in return ohmy god EVERYTHING FOO FIGHTERS DID WAS FOR JOLYNE AND HERMES DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!!! the marilyn mansion debt collector arc. the kiss of love and revenge arc. foo fighter’s death. I'm going to eat rocks in an attempt to stop feeling oh my god JOLYNE DIDNT EVEN BELEIVE FOO FIGHTERS WAS DYING AND THEN SHE GOT HYSTERICAL LIKE “BUT WE CAN JUST REMAKE YOU RIGHT WE HAVE YOUR STAND DISC??” SHE DOESNT WANT HER TO GOOO HELP ME HELP ME. I'm in tatters these three girls loved each other so fucking much they just wanted each other safe and they DESERVED to be safe and happy together but araki is fucking evil

jotaweather I KNOW THIS IS A CRACK SHIP I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW DONT FUCKIGN LOOK AT ME JUST HEAR ME OUT. jotaro and weather r both of similar demeanor that is quiet soft-speaking intimidating strong big aura of sadness coming from them. both have powerful stands and both had real fucked up luck in the love department. i also hc both to be autistic so that’d be another similarity. i jus think them settling down together after everything went down in a stone ocean au would be very soft and sweet yknow? they wouldn't even necessarily start it off in a romantic sense but they just take the time to try and heal with each other and eventually it just kinda veers that way. yeah

gyjo for OBVIOUS reasons like are you serious? gyro changed johnny’s fucking lfie from the SECOND they first interact johnny begins to push himself and tries to reach further/go further. and in turn johnny shows gyro you cant always be a wet blanket you need to take a stand this both helps his resolve to save the kid AND helps him to take the measures necessary to get to his goal. like gyro would not have been able to find johnny in the “who shot johnny joestar?” arc if he hadn't gone through, say, the ring roadagain arc with johnny first. listen man their relationship is literally the catalyst for this whole part it’s the driving force i just. they love each other they love each other thank you goodnight I'm emo

yasugap is just so so so so sweet it makes me so happy,,like okay josuk8 literally has a daydream where all that happens is he gives yasuho some candy and she eats it and is like “aw josuke this is so good thanks!” and she smiles at him and that’s IT THAT’S THE DAYDREAM 😭 listen they just love each other so much and i am emo. they literally SAVED EACH OTHER OKAY LIKE yasuho pulls him from the dirt and like she mentioned during the flashback chapter with the hairpin and her dad, it was also the other way around....saving josuke also saved herself and just LISTEN TO ME. THEY LOVE EACH OTHER. it’s a very sweet and healthy relationship and i hope to god araki makes it canon please sir ill bite you

anyway yeah these are the main main ones ? that i ship ship. like you'll get me excited if u mention them. anyway this post has gone on long enough so I'm gonna end it here by saying i really do have a thing where the relationship focuses on healing/helping one or both parties to save/improve themselves

#THIS IS SO MESSY IM SORRY I DIDNT PROOFREAD ANYTHING #uhm but yeah these guys. drive me nuts! #jjba #jojo spoilers #nothing too heavy but just in case #cass cries #iwannagrill

[embracethecringeside]

OK, here's one: do you think that there's any genuine good in Rick? I can't make up my mind about that one. I don't think he's evil or a sociopath (a lot of fans called him that in the early days, that term is so misused), but his intense self-hatred seems to be the only redeeming thing about him. He must have some sense of morality because he knows he's done horrible things, but he makes zero effort to stop doing horrible things unless it benefits him somehow.

My short answer is yes, Rick has genuine good wrapped up in there but my full answer is a bunch of examples from the show that I would like to call Soft Sanchez moments, where Rick either does something good/says something real and genuine/or his goodness is talked about in some fashion.

Meeseeks and Destroy 

Morty: Look, I want to leave now. You win the bet, okay? (Searches Rick's lab coat for the portal gun) Just give me the portal gun and let's go, please!

(Rick sees the badly beaten Mr. Jelly Bean walk out of the bathroom and pieces together what happened)

Morty: Please, I just want to... go h-home. (Tears up and holds onto Rick)

Rick: Okay. Listen, Morty. I just won a bunch of shmeckels. Why don't we use 25 of them to pay slippery stair here for a ride back to the village, and then we'll give the rest of the shmeckels to the villagers, huh?

Morty: Really?

Rick: Sure, Morty. Yeah. You know, a good adventure needs a good ending.

Rick: Good job, Morty. Looks like you won the bet.

Morty: Thanks, Rick, but I don't know if I should. You know, you were right about the universe. It's a crazy and chaotic place.

Rick: Well, you know, maybe that's why it could use a little cleaning up every now and then, you know. This one's wrapped up neat and clean because we did it Morty style.

(They portal away, but Rick makes another portal back and sticks an energy pistol through it and shoots Mr. Jelly Bean, splattering him all over the screaming villagers)

A Rickle In Time

(Puts his own collar on Morty, who disappears) 

Rick: I'm okay with this. Be good Morty. Be better than me. Holy shit, the other collar! I'm not okay with this! I am not okay with this! Oh, sweet Jesus please let me live. Oh, my God I—I've gotta fix this thing, please God in Heaven, please, God, oh Lord, hear my prayers. Yes! Fuck you God! Not today, bitch.

Mortynight Run

Rick: Screw this. I’m out.

(Rick forms a portal and leaves through it. Morty tries to start the car as a Gromflomite approaches, but it stalls.)

Morty: Oooh…! Come on, come on!

Gromflomite: Get out of the vehicle made of garbage or we will open fire!

Morty: *still trying to start the car* Oh no no no!

Gromflomite: Open fire!

(A portal appears directly above the guards and water pours out of it, flooding the room. Another portal appears on the floor, and the water and Gromflomites are sucked into it. A third portal then appears and Rick emerges through it, walking up to the car.)

Rick: Stupid-ass fart-saving carpet-store motherfucker! *shoves Morty out of the driver’s seat and takes the wheel* Move!

Auto Erotic Assimilation 

Rick: You got that right. But... baby, listen. Y-you're talking about taking over planets and galaxies, you gotta... you gotta just... remember to let go sometimes, you know.

Unity (Administrator): I can let go! Hey, look! You see that town across the river? Watch this.

(Planes fly past and bomb the town, blowing it all up)

Rick: Whoa!

Unity (Administrator): Ha ha! Woot!

Rick: Whoa! That's not what I meant!

Unity (Administrator): [laughing] It's okay! It's okay, I evacuated! I evacuated the town, look!

Unity (Townspeople): Hey! Right here! We’re fine!

Rick: (laughing) Oh, that was awesome! My grandkids weren't in that town, right? A-are my grandkids alive? ... H-hey, my drink is empty

Get Swifty 

Rick: Take it from me, Ice. *burp* You can’t just *burp* float around space not caring about stuff forever.

Morty: Tammy… gross. Birdperson, you always stick up for Rick, but he doesn’t care about anyone but himself. He doesn’t think about the consequences of anything he does.

Birdperson: And as a result, he has the power to save or destroy entire worlds. And he is the reason you and I know each other. And the reason I’m alive at all.

Look Who’s Purging Now

Arthrisha: Wait, stop! Please, don't kill me! I-I never intended to harm you, I swear. I am trying to end the festival. W-w-what do you mean? I was going to use your ship to destroy the rich assholes that run our society and save my people from the horrors of this yearly festival.

Rick: I'm not here to judge. I'm just a guy from another planet. But this girl is one of your poor people, and I guess you guys felt like it was okay to subject her to inhuman conditions because there was no chance of it ever hurting you. It's sort of the socio-political equivalent of, say, a suit of power armor around you. But now things are evened out, so, Arthrisha?

Morty: I can't help but feel ashamed about what I did back there, Rick. I guess you were right. I've got a lot of repressed stuff. I need to deal with. 

Rick: Don't worry about it, Morty.Remember those candy bars earlier that we got in the first act? 

Morty: Yeah, what about them? 

Rick: Turns out they have a chemical in them called purgenol that amplifies all your violent tendencies. 

Morty: Oh, boy. Whew! Thank goodness for that, huh? That's a relief. 

Rick: Yep. Don't even sweat. You're still the same old Morty. Your character's totally protected. (camera pans out to reveal the label on the chocolate bars reads “now purgenol-free”)

The Wedding Squanchers

BirdPerson: The guest list at this wedding includes 17 of the federation's most wanted. We have committed numerous atrocities in the name of freedom.

Rick: But... but... Here's the thing. Birdperson is my best friend, and if he loves Tammy, well, then I love Tammy, too. (Cheers and applause) To friendship, to love, and to my greatest adventure yet... opening myself up to others.

The Whirly Dirly Conspiracy

Rick: And you know what? I’ll cop to it. I put a lot of strain on your marriage. It wasn’t fair. I’m sorry.

Jerry: What?!

Rick: I didn’t respect your marriage. I certainly didn’t do it any favors. And for what it’s worth, I’ll apologize to Beth for it when we get home. Whoo! Whirly Dirly! Yeah!

Pickle Rick

I’m trying to let the scripts show all the ways Rick is good before I jumped in but since this is really weird without just watching the episode I’ll just explain that Rick doesn’t kill Jaguar after he finds out he has a daughter and then they work together to escape. 

The Old Man and The Seat

Tony: Can I look at a photo of my wife while you kill me?

Rick: Sure, but I'm doing her a favor. She either has terrible taste, or she's trapped in a marriage to a toilet thief. 

Tony: She's dead. And I don't mind joining her. Life has been hollow since I lost her. Using your toilet was nice, though. I'm a bit of a shy pooper. I'm ready when you are. 

Rick: Stay there. (goes through a portal, comes back with another Tony) Tell him what you told me.

Other Tony: What is this? What's happening? 

Rick: Tell him what you told me. 

Other Tony: My wife's still alive. Sh... sh... she went into remission 10 years ago.

Rick: And what did you do today? 

Other Tony: Oh, I, uh, pooped on a really awesome toilet I found... Oh, ow, ow, ow, ow, oh! (Rick shoves him back through the portal)

Rick”: Don't use your dead wife as an excuse. You ( Bleep ) on my toilet because you don't know your place, and your place is nothing. So next time you stumble onto a toilet that feels too good for your ass, trust me, it is. 

Tony: You're not gonna kill me?

Rick: Don’t tell me what to do!

Tony: You can make a perfectly-realized, toilet-filled simulation of heaven, but you can't share a toilet? 

Rick: Don't insult my craft. The chemical is Globaflyn. It connects the whatever-you-want section of your brain to the whatever-you-have section. If your heaven is toilets, that's on you. 

Tony: All of these people... 

Rick: Are living their wildest, meaningless dreams and leaving me out of them.

Tony: People you refuse to kill and refuse to let into your life.

Star Mort Rickturn of the Jerry

(Rick reveals he has saved what he could of PhoenixPerson)

Okay and on to the big one where I am actually going to talk instead of just letting the script go off Rest and Ricklaxation. We see two sides of Rick, Healthy Rick and Toxic Rick. After Healthy Morty slaps Healthy Rick, and he slaps him back, he discovers the machine doesn’t actually know the difference between what is truly healthy and whats actually toxic, it goes by each person’s individual definition. Shortly after we as the audience learn that Healthy Rick? Is actually apathetic. He doesn’t care about others. All the caring and emotions are wrapped up in Toxic Rick. Everything Healthy Rick did and said is all stuff he believes are good, he apologies, he takes responsibility for his actions, he’s polite, he’s trusting, and he doesn’t try to control others, but he is doing all of this simply because he thinks he should. So it is completely selfless when he makes the bargain so Toxic Rick will merge with him, because, and he even says it, he hates having what he considers his toxins inside of him, but it’s the right thing to do.

Then of course Healthy Rick calls Toxic Rick out, knowing that he is the one with all his, “irrational attachments” as he puts it, and as much as Toxic Rick no longer wishes to be a part of Healthy Rick, he merges with him under the pretence that he will then be able to save Toxic Morty. Both act selflessly for different reasons, Healthy Rick believing it is the right thing to do, while Toxic Rick does it for Morty. 

So do I believe that there is good in Rick?? Heck yes!! Good is stored in the garbage grandpa! 

#rick sanchez #rick and morty #this took forever im sorry #ellie answers #long post #rnm #ram #rick sanchez has morals and a heart y'all #ellie's answers #love my awful grandpa

[lauwrite1225]

Broken Crown || Finan x OC || Chapter 4.

Summary :  Since the day he has been enslaved, Finan never thought that he would have to face his origins. But when an old friend made his arrival to Wessex, the Irishman his forced to deal with his past.

A/N : I messed up with the tag on the last two chapters, so you should check if you have read them :)

Other chapters

(Flashbacks are in italic.)

English isn’t my first language, if you see any mistakes, tell me :)

Warning : None.

04 || DEAL

Ailis was waiting inside King's Edward office. It's been ten minutes since the priest, who present himself as Father Pyrlig, led her here. He had knocked at the door of her room, telling her that the King would like to see her. She was surprised that he decided by himself to have a discussion with her. She didn't know what to expect from him. 

She heard a lot about King Alfred, Edward’s father. She knew him as a strategic man and mostly ambitious with his dream of a united England. A dream which was still far from being real, Nothumbria remaining in part to the Danes.

She started to walk around the room. There was a huge table in the middle, full of maps and documents. Some of them had painting representing battles. Ailis lost herself in the beauty of the artwork, causing her to jump when the door opened. She turned back to face Edward. His expression was neutral. She couldn’t say if it was a good thing due to their discussion of the morning.

“Lord King.” She said as he walked to her. Without a word, he walked to the table and took one of the documents that intrigued Ailis. A soft smile appeared on his face, with some sort of nostalgia.

“This are pages of my Father’s Chronicles. He wanted peoples to know how England was born, event centuries after his death.”

“But he didn’t succeed.” She looked up to him, wondering what will be his reaction. But he did not seem upset. He just put down the paper delicately.

“He didn’t. But I intend to fulfill his wish.” He turned to Ailis and crossed his fingers together. “That’s why I can’t accept to fight the Danes with you. I need to keep peace in England, for a time.” The Lady gnashed, still astonished by this supposedly agreement between Wessex and the Danes. Even though, she kept her doubt for her this time and listen to Edward as he spoke again. “But, if we can’t be ally of war, we can be ally of peace.”

“And how will you do that?” She frowned. The King’s hands were now in his back as he walked toward a window.

“I can negotiate with the Danes, to maintain peace between you and them.” Ailis tried her best to not scoffed at his sentence.

“And why would they listen to you?” He turned to her, rising an eyebrow. “We are not a part of your Kingdom.”

“No, but we could be bounded.” He smirked lightly.

“A marriage?” She asked, after a moment to figure out what he could have in mind.

“Your King has many daughters, I am sure one would fit to my son.” His smile didn’t disappear. He was right, Dealla gave Conall four daughters and no living son. But the Queen was still in age to provide a healthy son to him. Rohan and Bran were both sturdy boys, why couldn’t she have others?

“And you assume that the Danes will leave our lands just because of a marriage?” Her tone was slowly gaining the disbelief one she had during the Witan.

“No, they won’t leave, that’s for sure. But they’ll stop the bloodshed.” He said, more serious.

“Our lands had never been theirs.” She snapped but Edward didn’t flinch.

“But you don’t have any other choices. Your army isn’t one anymore, the next time they’ll attack you, the whole Kingdom will be theirs.” Ailis bit her lips, he was well informed. She had hoped that maybe the news that their army was weak wouldn’t have come that far, but it was. “What I propose you, is your only solution.” He finally said, letting Ailis thoughtful.

“I need to think about it.” She needed to be sure that Conall will accept. And knowing him, if she returned with a proposition of peace who would disadvantage them instead of men with swords, she doubted her King will be pleased. But as Edward mentioned, did they have other choices?

“You have until tomorrow to give me your answer.”

 …

 As promised, Finan was waiting for Ailis on the palace’s stairs. Dawn was falling and the Irishman was waiting since half an hour now. Most of the day, he thought about her. She seemed to be the same person, but he could also feel that she wasn’t. For sure, she wasn’t the young girl he left in his old life. She was determined to fulfill her duty, like she had always been, but now she really knew what it meant. And just like him, her duty was heavier than what she thought as a child. However, she kept following it. In a way, it made her stronger than him.

Suddenly, Finan was taken from his thought by footstep behind him. Ailis was walking down the stairs. He stared at her, noticing she looked different from the morning. She had no warrior outfit anymore, only a blue dress assorting to her eyes and a cloak to protect her from the cold. Her hair was down and still humid due to the bath she surely had earlier. But even like that, her warrior soul remained. Her skin now clean, revealed a scar on her cheek and another one on her neck, so close to her jugular. The past years had been rough for her too.

He stood up as she smiled at him. “Sorry, I am late.”

“Don’t worry. Did you have your meeting with the King?”

“In fact, he asked for me.” She answered as she seemed more concerned.

“Really?” She nodded. “Did you find an arrangement?” She slowly ran a hand behind her neck.

“He proposed me a solution.” She sighed and shook her head. She looked up to him and her bright smile appeared once more on her face. “But that’s not what matter. Now, I want to know everything about you.” She said pointing a finger toward him.

“One night won’t be enough I think.” He laughed.

The two of them started to walk in Winchester, Finan leading her in the same alehouse than in the morning. This time, they took a table in the back of the room.

“So… Where do I start?” Finan demanded before taking a sip of ale. Ailis pinched her lips as she let a finger ran across the edge of her cup.

“Well… Maybe the beginning?” Finan did not need more explanation, her eyes where clear enough about what beginning she meant. He took a deep breath and straightened on his chair. He never liked to talk about these days and he always avoided the subject with other peoples. But Ailis wasn’t them.

“I spend three winters on the slave ship. Slaves usually don’t leave that long.” He tried his best to not meet Ailis’ eyes. He didn’t like the pity that it usually engendered to tell the story. “I met Uhtred after the second winter. We tried to escape once, but failed. His brother saved us the following spring.” He made the story shorter, avoiding the whip who bloodied his back more than once, the bare flesh in his palm by pulling the oars, the scars on his ankles due to the chains and the cold that petrified his muscles after dark. His whole body was the reminder of this three years of suffering.

“And then you decided to follow him?” He finally let himself meet her gaze. He almost jumped from his chair when he didn’t see the pity in Ailis’ eyes. There was just understanding. Finan slowly nodded as he drank a long gulp of ale.

“I had nowhere to go, after all.”

“He seems to be an incredible man. We heard of him even in Ulaid. But now, I know he isn’t alone when he achieves his exploits.” Finan laughed a little. Following Uhtred was probably the best decision he made in his life. Even if being a warrior wasn’t easy, he enjoyed it. He loved fighting and the feeling of being alive that it occurred.

“And hum… How are my sons ?” He asked, hesitant. He hadn’t mentioned since a long time and it was strange to say this word. He never considered himself as a good father and events didn’t bring him the chance to improve. But he still cared for them. They were his blood.

“They are well. They live in a monastery near Navan Fort. To be honest, Rohan spend more time outside than inside.” She lightly laughed. “Bran is more… Pious ?”

“Who sent them to a monastery?” Finan frowned.

“Well… It’s Conall. After being crowned, he married Dealla.” The Irishman raised an eyebrow, not knowing if she was serious. But as she pinched her lips, he understood she was telling the truth. “He feared for his throne so he sent them away. But Dealla can see them whenever she wants.”

“I thought your father supported him, it should be enough for him to keep his throne.”

“He did. But my father isn’t here anymore.” He kept his breath for a moment, seeing the sadness of Ailis. Her father was a great and powerful man. He didn’t have a lot of wealth or immense land, but his strategist’s talent in battle as much as in politics own him the respect of all the Lords. He has always been impressed by him.

“How?” He finally asked, his voice knotting.

“Illness. He had a bad wound during a battle and it infected.” She explained as she tried to hide the emotions in her tone. He knew she loved her father as much as he admired him. Finan wasn’t good with words when it came to comfort people and after being gone for years, he wasn’t sure of what to say. So, he simply rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. She softly smiled at the feeling of his touch. “I am alright now.” She breathed as he let go of her hand.

The two old friends remained silent for a moment, drinking their ale. But the moment did not last long when someone shouted Finan’s name. A wide smirk appeared on his face when two men approached their table.

“We were looking for you.” Spoke the older one as he wrapped his arms around the other’s shoulder. His accent was clearly Dane and the Thor’s hammer hanging at his neck, confirmed Ailis judgment. But he was slender than all the Danes she crossed the way. The younger one was as intriguing. She could swear that he was a monk with the typical robe he was wearing and his haircut, but there definitely was a sword tapping as his thigh as he walked. “We didn’t know you were in good company.” He noticed, turning to Ailis.

“This is Ailis.” Announced Finan. “An old friend of mine. Ailis, this Sihtric and Osferth, they are fighting for Uhtred too.”

“The two other bastards?” She smirked.

“Right.” Answered quickly, knowing the meaning of her question.

“A pleasure to meet you.” She announced as she turned to them. “Finan was going to tell me your adventures with your Lord.”

“There’s much to say, Lady.” Spoke the one called Osferth.

“Call me Ailis, please.” She tapped the place next to her and the two warriors take place at the table.

They started to talk about how each one met Uhtred and how many battles they have fought since then. As the ale flowed, the three men started to laugh at any anecdote. Ailis was captivated by their stories. But what warmed her heart the most was Finan cheerfulness. He always had the talent to make her smile or laugh and she truly missed that.

 …

 Ailis was in the corridor’s castle when she perceived Finan and Moira. It wasn’t the first time she caught them together. In fact, it was more and more common. She had seen them walking in the garden few days earlier. That day, she noticed the light in her friend’s eyes when he looked at her. He was smiling like she had never seen him before and she didn’t like that. It was no jealousy, far from it. But she was scared of what could bring their relationship. And right now, it was nothing good.

Not long after she saw them, Moira walked away from Finan. The young women bowed her head when she crossed Ailis, trying to hide the redness on her cheeks.

“Good morning Ailis.” She said, not even letting her the time to give her back the greetings. She watched her leave and then turned to Finan who was going to the opposite side. She started to run to catch him. When she arrived next to him, she grabbed his arm, forcing him to stop.

“What were you doing?” He frowned at her, removing his arm from her grip.

“Discussing. That’s all.”

“Don’t lie to me.” She scoffed. He did not answer, continuing his way. Ailis clenched her jaw, not appreciating that he was ignoring her. But she needed to know. She needed to know what was going on between them. “You love her?” She declared.

Finan suddenly stopped. His fingers were nervously moving as the rest of his body was froze. He slowly turned to her, his expression telling her all she had to know. She couldn’t explain what she felt right now. It was a mixture of anger and fear.

“Finan, she’s your brother’s wife!” She almost shouted closing making a step toward him.

“And you think he loves her more than me?” He snapped. Ailis bit her lower lips. He was right on that fact, Conall was slowly getting uninterested by his wife. He was flirting with the maids and she wouldn’t be surprised he lied with some of them. But it couldn’t justify.

“Finan, you can’t do this. You have a wife. You have children.” She tried to resonate him, feeling the fear of what will happen if it went further. But Finan couldn’t hear what she said. He shook his head and plunged his eyes into hers.

“All of this is my father’s doing. I never asked for any of this.” Ailis’ mouth opened for a moment, shook by his words. How could he say that? Indeed, he never wanted to marry Dealla, but yet she was good to him. She even gave him another son few weeks ago. Wasn’t that more important?

“Can you hear yourself? This is a dangerous game Finan. For both of you.” She warned him, still not leaving his eyes.

“Don’t talk to me like I was a child.” He grumbled.

“But you behave like one!” She shouted, raising her hands in the air. They remained for a moment, staring in each other gaze to see which one will speak first. Ailis lost this battle. She sighed, looking up to the ceiling. “You have a duty Finan.” She said, her voice stern.

“My duty can go to hell.” On these words, he walked past Ailis, letting her alone in the corridor.

The young red hair clenched her jaw once more, knowing that the situation could only get worse.

A/N: OMG I am so proud of this one because he’s the longer chapter I’ve written so far ahah. I had a hard time to figure out what deal could have Ailis and Edward, one that would fit with the rest of the story. So it’s probably not really historically accurate... 

I can already tell you that next chapter will be quite angsty (finally ? lmao)

Tagged : @astral-finan​ , @geekandbooknerd​ , @pokeasleepingsmaug​ , @ucancallmechlo​ , @naihqh​ , @queen-manning​ and @kelly-fasel​ <3

#broken crown #the last kingdom #finanxoc #fanfiction #finan the agile #finan #finan fanfiction

[tuffdwightwest]

For the fic writer ask game I have a lot of questions, which you don't have to answer all, of course! You can choose and I would be very happy to read your reply. 😊 1, 2, 14, 29, 31, 32, 45, 47, 50, 56, 61

1. For HTTYD its https://archiveofourown.org/users/dendraica/pseuds/dendraica. But after that it would be a mix. I hate to admit usually pay attention to fic name not author so Dendraica stood out cause I read everything they wrote. Even fandoms I'm not in lol.

2. Hm more of in fanfictions. That's a tough one. In general I guess more healthy relationships that still have angst. Like not sugar sweet but not full out abusive if that makes sense. And for myself.... more Dwight, Tuffnut, Remy and Wally West 1 fics lol.

14. Can I quote an App? Got Pocket Writers for fun and it introduced me to not only writing but RPing. Except it was unique cause you had to play the other persons oc too. You both wrote a chapter. So I had to learn how to play someones personality well so as not to pisss them off. A lot of fun and got me into fanfiction and writing.

29. I do indeed! Common commenters on mine are Cosmoe, Firerose17 and SugarIntus. And I am very thankful for the comments and love! You guys can honestly send me fic suggestions at anytime and I'll attempt them. Even NSFW ones << lol

31. My Roommate and Best friend and that's about it. Otherwise I just say I was writing in my 'book.'

32. I do not. I get distracted super easy and music makes it hard to focus. Even instrumentals and jazz. I do have writing playlists I listen to when I need to plot though.

45. Perhaps sometimes. I really do like recieving plots or reading their reactions and excitment. However I am kind of an awkward person so perhaps it would be too much ^^

47. I think the closest would be Tuffnut which is perhaps why I feel the most comfortable writing him. But even then it's a stretch. I honestly can't think of one off the top of my head. Or even now when I just came back to this question. So I'll just say Tuffnut.

50. I wouldn't mind!! Most people interact with me most on Archive. And this account is obviously my fandom account. You guys haven't seen my ocs before after all. But yeah love talking and perhaps headcanoning with people.

56. Ooo favorite ships:

Tuffnut/Snotlout

Tuffnut/Dagur

Tuffnut/Astrid(grew on me)

Gambit/Wolverine

Wally/Linda

Dwight/David

I honestly am probally forgetting fandoms and other pairings but they are the first that came to mind

61. It's a mix between these four but:

Tuffnut: You are my cinnamon roll that deserves way more love then you were given.

Dwight: You are always a leader in my books. No matter what people say. You were the first and they should damn well respect it.

Gambit: Please divorce her so I can read you again ;~; I mean love you bitch. Gonna never stop loving you..

Wally: I swear if they kill you one more time I'm rioting. Just let my boy have happiness ;~;

///Thanks for the Asks by the way!!

#httyd #dead by daylight #dwight fairfield #tuffnut thorston #tuffnut #wally west #gambit #remy #headcanons

[ramblinganthropologist]

N7 Challenge 25 - Lost

Summary: The Shepards get lost on a strange planet.  So, like the siblings they are... time to ask how it’s going with your love interest I guess?

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“Some N7 you are...”

“Hey, you're lost too you know.”

“Yeah but I'm not the one with the hyper-modded omni-tool.”

Ok, fair... but at the same time, no.

Alistair sighed as he tapped his omni-tool. All he got out of it was a lot of static and a headache blooming behind his eyes. He would have taken his helmet off to massage the pain, but... well, they weren't in the atmosphere for it.

Oh the joys of on-planet missions going to shit.

“I think the storm's causing interference.”

Bo, also in full armor, snorted as she crossed her arms. “Of course it is.”

At least they weren't being exposed to the elements. Instead, they were in a ramshackle building that had probably been an outpost for the illegal mining setup they had been sent to investigate. It might not have been the nicest, but it was built to withstand the elements. Right then that was a bonus, because outside was hell on earth.

He had heard the planet had super concentrated acid rain, but the report had stated it was a rare event. How shitty was his luck?

“Maybe the guys we're looking for got caught in it and are out melting there now.” Bo peered out the window. “Nope... don't see any melting corpses.”

Alistair shook his head as he kept trying to get his omni-tool to connect. “We probably would've heard them screaming first. Acid isn't a pretty way to go.”

“Eh, don't ruin my daydream with facts.” She waved her gloved hand in his general direction. “Whatever, here's hoping they pick up our signal soon. I don't know how strong this roof is, but I'm pretty sure our armor can't hold out long.”

Actually, it could hold out five minutes... though the joints were the weakest part of that. Not that he had tested it or anything...

In the end, he gave up on his omni-tool. With any luck, it would clear up when the storm did. So until then, they were both effectively grounded in the small building they had sprinted towards when the skies had opened up. At least it wasn't anywhere animals could get to – this was the perfect opportunity to get eaten by a bear.

Given they had both survived a thresher maw, that would've been really embarrassing.

“So... since we're stuck here... what are you planning to do to Saren once we catch up with him?”

Alistair picked up his head. Bo was still leaning against the wall, glancing out the window in the hopes of spotting the storm clearing up. Outside there really wasn't much to see as the colorless rain fell. Rocks got pitted, the puddles were toxic, and anything organic caught outside that wasn't native was going to get a nasty surprise. Basically it was like regular rain, only more toxic.

So it was boring to watch.

He shrugged his shoulders as he took a seat on a somewhat run down chair that barely held his weight. “Turn him in, I guess? Though I doubt he's going to go quietly, especially since he's been working with the Reapers.”

Bo snorted at his assessment. “God, you're such a boy scout.”

“Oh, and what are you planning to do to him, headbutt him into a paste?” He chuckled. “Maybe that'd knock the implants out of him.”

He could almost picture Saren splatting against the wall like a cartoon character once Bo got a hold of him. If he really closed his eyes and focused, seeing his implants go flying was almost comical. At the same time... probably wasn't going to happen.

But it kept him busy.

“No, I'm going to rip his carapace off and beat him with it until he stops breathing.” She made the motion of cracking her knuckles, but the effect was impossible with gloves on. Maybe she realized that, because she frowned as she looked down at them. “It's the least that bastard deserves.”

Alistair nodded at this. “It's going to be hard to get his carapace off with the implants, though. You might tear it.”

“I'm not trying to pop him out in one piece, I just need a big enough chunk to beat him over the head with. That part on the back of the neck should do just fine.”

Apparently, she had been studying turian anatomy in her spare time. Good to know, maybe it would prove useful when they actually caught up to the rogue ex-Spectre and took him to task. Of course, that felt like light years away as they sat there, watching acid melt rocks and turn dirt into a biohazard.

At least the rocks were in cool shapes...

“So, speaking of turian anatomy... you got a plan on how you're getting into Vakarian's jumpsuit or what?”

Bo's sudden question rose above the hissing of the acid outside. Alistair's face immediately turned crimson, and he was glad for his helmet's visor hiding that. No doubt it showed on his body language, though – he was shit at hiding that.

“You know, I should really be focused on if the weather c-”

Bo snorted at his response. “So that's a no.”

…

Yeah.

Her brief bark of laughter rang out across the small room, which made his face burn even hotter. Even worse, he didn't have an omni-tool to dick around with to help process that. Right then, he was getting his XO at full power.

And he hated it.

“He's part of the crew, and we're barely ok with each other. I should respect that.”

The other Spectre in the room shrugged that off with one of her patented bored gazes. “He's not part of the Alliance, so if you're worried about fraternization you're good.”

Yes, but that wasn't the point. He was still pretty sure the turian hated him, and more importantly they were trying to nail another turian to the wall before he fucked the entire universe over. Whatever he had going on, it was secondary to that main goal of catching Saren before everything went to hell. After that, maybe, he could consider it.

But like... shit, how?

“We've got other stuff to worry about right now.” He tapped his omni-tool. “Damn it, come on. It's only a little acid rain, why are you so fussy?”

His XO rolled her eyes as she shifted her position. “You said that the last time and then our entire unit got eaten by a thresher maw. If that's not an indication you should jump on a situation, I don't know what is.”

Proof the universe hated them? Alistair didn't know, and he didn't care to question it as he sat there, praying his omni-tool would finally connect so he could call the Normandy. Anything would be better than this, possibly even getting hit by acid rain.

Yeah... that was how much he hated discussing his love life or the lack thereof. Maybe that was why he was single.

“Proof that I shouldn't even consider this until I'm out of the military.” He shrugged. “Besides, I could ask the same thing to you. How are things going with Tali?”

Not that he hadn't seen plenty of awkward moments between the two before this moment. After all, he hung out in engineering plenty when he had nothing better to do. Maybe that made him a massive nerd, but it also made him the perfect audience for watching human and quarian interactions play out in a military ship.

So... yeah he enjoyed it a little bit. Just a little.

Bo's posture shifted a little. “Fine.”

“Why does it sound like you're at the same impasse I'm at?”

She shot him a blank look. “Your problem is a combo of generalized anxiety disorder and a possible curse by the universe on anyone you have a crush on. My problem is that I'm scared I'm going to break her in half or breathe on her too hard and give her the flu.”

He was pretty sure that last one wasn't going to happen, quarian enviro-suits were well supported to keep nasty humans from giving them the flu. Once the visor went up, he didn't know. Quarian biology wasn't his specialty.

The former... well... he was going to think the best of her.

“You have good control, and she's pretty healthy.”

Bo groaned at that. “Yeah but I keep freaking out about it! I know she can handle it, she's tough and gorgeous and smart as hell but it's always in the back of my fucking mind that I'm going to get her killed!”

And this was why he kept trying to get her to go -

“I know what you're thinking and fuck off, if I didn't go to therapy after Akuze I'm not doing it for this.”

Apparently she was also a mind reader. He made a mental note of that as he checked his omni-tool one more time. It was still not working, but the static wasn't nearly as bad. It was probably due to the rain – there was a little less hissing. Maybe it was passing over.

Excellent, they could get out before they delved too deeply into each other's pathetic excuse for a romance resume.

He shrugged off her attitude regardless, though. “You already know my recommendation there, I'm not going to say it. But I think she knows what she can handle.”

“I know...” another groan. “Is this how you feel all the fucking time?”

Alistair checked his omni-tool again. “Worried about things with logical answers? Yeah, pretty much.”

“Well it fucking sucks and I want off the ride.”

That made two of them, which was why he took medication for it. It didn't always work because Saren had replaced quite a few things as his top anxiety producers over the last couple weeks, but it helped. It wouldn't help her, though – he didn't even want to think of the dosage she would need at her size.

Did pills even go that high? Maybe he'd ask the doctor about that the next time he saw them if he got out of this alive. Talk about motivation.

After that little outburst, they were quiet. The rain was definitely starting to slow, though. Even better, the sky was beginning to clear up as the sudden storm began to pass the area. It wasn't completely safe yet, but they were getting there.

“Is that thing working yet or what?”

Someone was testy. Alistair gave her a shrug as he tapped it one more time. Much to his relief, this time the static cleared. He could hear something on the other end beeping softly. A connection had been established.

“Yo is anyone out there? Matt, Waters? You two better not have fucking died out there, I swear-”

Nope. That wasn't Joker.

Bo's eyebrow lifted as she looked over at her CO. “I feel like a little stress relief, how about you?”

“I mean, we did come here for a mission.” Alistair was already working to locate the source of the call. It was probably nothing, but at least it would keep them busy until the Normandy could dock safely to pick them up. Maybe they could finish this mission after all.

At the very least, running around would clear both their nerves a little. He was feeling more than a little twitchy, and no doubt his XO felt the same. Maybe a little head smacking would help them settle down for the ride back.

If not... well, they'd work that out before she got back to Tali. It wouldn't do to accidentally break her in half or anything.

#n7month #ramblinganthropologist's writing #Alistair Shepard #Bo Peep Shepard

[mistress-alexandria]

Alex and Aviva Reunion

Alex: The sky was just beginning to lighten in the east when her ship reached port in the southern area of Barley. Alexandria made quick work of disembarking, bringing Henry along with her as she saddled up and began the ride north to where Aviva and Seth’s cottage was located. Even in the dim light, she hurried the horses as much as safely possible, wanting to get there as quickly as possible. -d-

Aviva: Aviva lay there, half-smiling as she heard the hollering and hooting.  Her siblings were celebrating the fact that she had woken up, Alden with Arendt spreading the word, Alynne with Abeile possibly being scolded for being the girl she was. Sighing softly, and with a shrunken belly full of bone brother, she glanced at her newborn son in her arms, amused by his fair hair, while both herself and Seth had dark hair. "You little light of my heart are going to raise questions." []d[]

Alex: Dawn had already broken by the time Alex and Henry finally came into sight of the cottage and those gathered. Heart and stomach clenched at the scene around the cottage as they quickly drew near. What had occurred? What was all the racket about? Was Aviva still among the living? Heels spurred her mount into a fast trot, dirty blonde hair flying out behind her as she hurried forward. -d-

Aviva: She could hear the crowds moving, she had asked her mother Helena specifically to keep them from her home, and she had managed to maneuver them away and carry on their celebration further away from the home Seth and Aviva shared. Heavily pregnant, Helena waddled, slowly back over towards the Orphanage Aviva normally maintained herself, and thought of her other children all causing a commotion in Barley, and shook her head with a little laugh. Aviva shifted slightly, eyes cast towards the open window, relishing the cool air. []d[]

Alex: Several minutes later had them arriving at the quieted cottage, the sudden silence making her nervous as she dismounted and quickly moved towards the door. Thankfully she still had enough respect to knock, quietly even, upon the door and await Seth or another person of the family to come and answer the door. Meanwhile, she stood there, shifting from one foot to another while her hands fidgeted together. She wanted to check on her patient....her friend. Like, now. -d-

Aviva: Eyes opened when she heard the sound of a knock and eventually the silent movements of her husband Seth move towards the door.  She couldn't hear words shared, and was left wondering who had even thought to knock.  Her siblings simply entered, though her mother was a bit more polite, though she wouldn't have knocked and wondered who else had come about. Whispered words from Seth, she tried to sit up quietly, but found herself a bit too weak to move and waited to find someone she had not expected. Lips parting as she offered a small smile and nod of her head. []d[]

Alex: Seth was lucky to reach his wife and give her notice before Alex barged I’m like the room was her ward and she owned it. “I am very glad you are awake, so you can see me glaring at you for not listening to me. And to know that I very much want to throttle you and your husband both, but will do my best to make you healthy before I do so. I make no promises about Seth; however, even if he thought to write and warn me of what happened.” Tirade finished, she took a breath and did a visual scan of her friend. “How are you feeling? What hurts? Details, from one of you, please. Now.” -d-

Aviva: She rather appreciated the scolding , and smiled sheepishly at her. "it is good to see you, princess." and watched her step in further.  Looking to her son, she held him up a bit. "I suppose it could not be helped.  Lucien." she offered and closed her eyes a moment, "My mother is here, she sent her ally to help, I labored for close to 2 days." and shook her head, unable to remember much more about her labor. Seth would have reluctantly shared what had happened, for he had spared her the details.  Yet, he shared that while her labor had lagged on, moved into new positions to give the babe a chance to come into the world, eventually she had begun to spasm, knocking her into a deep sleep once the babe had come. Aviva was still unaware of how many days had gone by, but she had begun to suspect it had been some time, if Alexandria was here, now. "I...my milk came when i was...asleep, and Alynne has been nursing him, but I want to bring him to my breast, but I am producing so little." Seth filled in she had barely begun to eat. []d[]

Alex: “You need to eat to be able to produce more milk, and your body needs to be strong. You have no strength, energy, or nutrients so therefore your body has none to give away.” Hands came to rest on her hips as she regarded the child a moment before taking him to do a quick health inspection. Golden/green light flared briefly even as she continued to speak. “Well, he is not wanting for much thanks to your sister.” Babe was handed off to Seth while she gave them both the worst look. “No. More. Children. Ever. At all. Adopt or nothing. Do you both understand me? The next time this happens I guarantee you will not wake up. Do I need to take a blade somewhere to remove the necessary parts to ensure there isn’t an oops?” Oh Alex looked dead serious as she stared between the two of them. “I am not a cruel person and you both know this, but I swear to you that if I do not have your word and honor in this than I will not help beyond verbal advice. I will not fix you up only to have you die, Aviva. You are like my sister, and I will not see all these kids without their mother. Do you understand me?” Okay, maybe not done with the Tirade. Or even close to done. -d-

Aviva: She tried to laugh, lightly, but nodded, "Yes, I know...no more babies." and leaned back on the headboard. "I am glad you are here...." and when Alexandria took on the newborn, she grinned. "Apparently he has quite the lungs, I have yet to hear it myself." and rested her hands on her lap and nodded at the mention that she needed to keep eating right for her milk to come with more frequency. She loved Alex as a sister more for the harsh scolding and nodded again, "No blade needed." and listened on as she reached a hand out for her. "You are my sister...and my vagabond of a husband knew well enough to call for you.  He wanted you here, and I am more than happy to know he did." Breathing out gently, she cocked her head to her, "I may have been asleep for a moment or two, but I hear you are not traveling alone." and raised her brows in question. []d[]

Alex: The look that came in her face plainly told Aviva to not even go down that line of questioning. “Your husband talks to much, and put your eyebrows back where they belong. Your thoughts are far enough off to be in space.” Leave it to Aviva to think would those things at a time like this! Hand waved as she turned away briefly to grab a chair so she could settle herself beside Aviva in preparation for what she planned to come soon enough. “I am glad he wrote to me as well. Had I learned of your condition after the fact I would have several faces to put my fist in.” All three gathered in that room near just what level of angry she would be at if that had happened. “Now, do you want me to replenish some of your energy so that you can eat? As well as provide you wish a check up to ensure there are no unseen issues?” Her magic and energy was what had kept Aviva alive before, and now hopefully it would help her begin the road to a full recovery. -d-

Aviva: "He does talk a lot, why do you think I found myself pregnant?" and tried to laugh, while those shadows around her eyes faded, for the moment.  Breathing out she shrugged, "I can not help but think someone to focus your energy on is a positive, more than the smells they exert." and waggled her brow once at her, before she settled back again. "I spared him the truth really...he did not know how hard it had become during the last moons.  I wanted to keep up, but I know, I know I should not have." and sighed gently, "My body was giving out, but as we both know...our bodies protect the baby first." When asked if she could provide assistance, he nodded slowly. "Is your magic finite princess?  I would never want to take from you like that...." but she thought first of Lucien, "I want to be able to nurse my child." she explained. []d[]

Alex: “The energy within my own body is finite, yes, but I also pull from the Earth when my magic is used.” She offered a quick smile. “For me, it is nothing a little rest can not replenish. How do you think I managed to keep you alive with your little magic user?” Her own brow lifted as she settled back in her chair. “He’s a trainee and a charge I have been given. We’re friends and nothing more. His attentions are else where.” Best to put that to bed before Aviva tried to arrange things from her sick bed. “After my broken engagement I am really not all that interested in getting my heart broken again. 4 times is enough for any one person, I think.” A sidelong glance was offered towards Seth and the new babe. “Not everyone can be lucky enough like you and your family have been with men...and women alike.” And she quickly decided to change the subject. “Lay back and close your eyes and hand over a hand so we can get you on the mend.” -d-

Aviva: "Veda..." she mentioned and glanced at her hands. "Alexandria...she is who guided me back.  her song really." she admitted, and found herself smirking when Alex shared about her traveling companion. "Ah...so you are the teacher, befitting of you." and despite words that were used to usurp her intentions, it would remain an idea, not yet extinguished.  "That simply proves that someone was not worthy of you, but as always take your time.  I know you know." and grimaced learning this was the 4th broken engagement, "These men simply can not handle you..." she mused aloud and laughed lightly, "I must tell you, we are all proving quite fertile.  Alynne has three daughters, brought her latest daughter, still under a winter old.  Alden had five..." and shook her head, "a set of triplets and twins.  I do not know how they do it.  Arendt is still a young buck, and Abelie, well...I hope you see her while you are here." and smiled again, "And my mother is waddling about, round with child, yet again." and grinned and finally nodded her head.  "I shall princess." and slowly slipped back onto her back instead and closed her eyes. "Your time will come...I know it." she proclaimed, unable to help herself.[]d[]

Alex: “Add not talking to the list of things I need you to do.” A gentle glare was offered as she leaned forward to take her dear friends hand. “Along with plotting. No plotting.” Because they both knew what Aviva was thinking at the moment. “I look forward to catching up with the rest of your family and seeing the little ones now that they are grown. Especially my god daughter.” One of them any ways. “Yes, I know. No one can handle me or keep up with me. I scare all the men off because I’m strong, independent, and know what I want.” Recited as if she had heard those words more than once. Maybe four times? Giving her hand a squeeze, Alex allowed her own eyes to close as she fell into a light trance. The first step was to check Aviva for any internal injuries or complications from the birth what might need to be mended or brought to light. If there was nothing of concern, then she moved into sharing her energy. Aviva would feel the sudden boost of strength and life flow into her like a gentle breeze, as all the while that golden/green light flared around their joined hands. -d-

Aviva: Aviva lay there, lips pursed for she still wanted to speak, she wanted to remind the Princess that it was good that she knew what she wanted, that it made her stronger, and a better person, but she listened to Alex and stayed silent. She could have almost gone to sleep with how serene she felt as that light energy coursed through her body, seeking out the tears she had suffered bringing this tiny child into this world, the adept stitching she had endured as well.  The blocked milk ducts which had continued to cause her pain, while both Juliette (Helena's ally) and her mother consulted on how best to strengthen her and to keep her healthy enough to nurse her own child. The energy surged through her, where in return she let out a content sigh, where one eye peeked open, watching her a moment. []d[]

Alex: “Close that eye before I smack you.” Without a twitch to show how she knew, those words poured from Alex’s lips as her healing Earth magic worked to mend the strained muscles and ligaments, the tissues that took a beating. The stitches would find themselves being worked out of flesh as the wound was mended with a tickle of flesh repairing itself till only a scar was left. Ducts and lymph nodes were cleansed and cleared, and then the body strengthened. By the time that the light finally faded, Aviva felt like a normal mother should after just giving birth...exhausted and spent, but with enough strength to do what needed done. And she would find her appetite returned ten fold. Like a pregnant woman with triplets. Releasing Aviva’s hand, Alex sat back with a soft sigh. “You’ll need a few more of those to get back to full strength, but I think in a few days you’ll be up and about like you should be. Just tell your husband to do the majority of the work for a time and you focus on eating and feeding the little one.” Least if he was kept busy he would keep his hands...and other things to himself. “And then I can kick both of you in your arses for this terrible scare.” -d-

Aviva: She could not help but laugh lightly as she chastised her, and eventually closed her eyes again and settled back into that zen as that green energy coursed through her.  She felt small changes, the little notes of repair, the stitching falling away, her body releasing their hold on the toxins that still lingered, keeping her weak and tired, and let out another content sigh when she released her hold on her hand. Slowly, she peeked one eye open and then the other as she slowly tested her strength as she pushed herself back up into a sitting position, leaning against the headboard again. "Then I need to have a place for you figured out.  My mother is minding the Orphanage and hospital, she has taken over the responsibilities...even as round with child as she is." and smirked.  There would be little question as to where she learned to push and persevere.  "She will love seeing you and your boy toy.  I am sure you both will feel right at home."  And laughed at her own antics. "Is he younger than you? Is he appealing to you?" she teased, but soon relented when they spoke of Seth. "Yes yes...he minds the children, has responsibilities here in Barley that at times keep him away for the majority of the day.  I think he participates also on some sort of council here." And shifted slightly in her bed, keeping the blankets up to her waist, "I knew...yet could not stop that had already started." []d[]

Alex: “Do better at stopping before getting to that point again.” She managed to choke out amidst clearing her throat and turning slightly red at all the words coming out of Aviva’s mouth. “Firstly he is not my boy toy. Secondly I have no idea and thirdly I’m not answering that because it doesn’t matter because as I said his attention is focused solely on someone else.” Standing up from the chair she paced away to the window and back again. “You’re insufferable, Aviva! So hush before he happens to wander in and hear all this! I did not hire you as my matchmaker that I can remember. I think Tisha had that job before you came along and even her antics failed.” One of the four heartbreaks mentioned came from her attempts. “Focus on your health and babe and less on my love life. I promise it is beyond any help. And the Light help me if your mother gets wind of all this because I feel she would help!” Did she mention she needed a drink now? Cause she did. “I can sleep in a tent in the woods if need be. Wouldn’t be the first and won’t be the last.” -d-

Aviva: "If you feel more comfortable in a tent..." but she continued to smirk, loving the rise she was getting out of her and shrugged. "You did not...yet I still refuse to relent." but did not go on, "Stay in the Orphanage (& Hospital), my mother would love to be spending that time with you, pushing on like she does all of us." and laughed lightly at the way Alex attempted to phrase life between a husband and a wife and cocked her head. "Per your instruction, I shall." As Alexandria shared about the stranger with her, she nodded again, "I learn more every moment you are here.  He is welcomed in the Orphanage as well, adjoining rooms." she teased and then held her hands up, 'promising' to let up. "Lucien, getting better, and returning to my duties here, yes...I remember." she added softly. []d[]

Alex: Another glare was offered her way. “As long as I can have alcohol in my room. If I have to spend time getting teased during your healing sessions than I want to be able to drink.” Aviva was poking the bear incessantly, but instead of biting this one grumbled. “I am sure you will meet him yourself soon enough. He will be learning how I use my magic to heal and restore and may give his own a try.” For he had magic too as she left Aviva to read between the lines with that one. “Now, if you are done poking at me for the day, I will instruct your husband to make you a healthy and filling dinner and be on my way to track down the rest of our lot who are probably having a drink or two already without me. Or do you have to get one more jab in before I go?” Brow lifted as once more her hands came to rest on her hips. “And before you say a word remember who is in charge of your care for the rest of the week.” -d-

Aviva: "My care? you mean my mother? Juliette? oh, you?" and wrinkled her nose playfully at her, "Go, enjoy Barley, you do not want to be stuck with a drag like I." and waved her off, "I know I have not said it yet Princess, but I am more than elated you are here.  I have not seen you since Veda, it will be good to have your kind of energy about." and laughed softly at the mention of alcohol.  "I am sure we can provide something." and blinked at the idea that her companion would be making an effort in her healing as well. "Well, so that means I get to meet him, how wonderful indeed." she added. []d[]

Alex: “On second thought maybe I should think of the many reasons why he can’t help....” She trailed off with a meaningful look at Aviva before she began to chuckle. “I am going, but only so I can down a couple drinks and maybe some sleep.” She had not truly rested since hearing of Aviva’s state, even throughout the journey here with Henry. “And don’t you worry, in a week you will be up walking about giving me the grand tour. That way I can keep you away from Henry and your plotting.” Another very pointed look offered. “But it is good to see you two. My sister by heart though honestly with the way we act your mother might as well be mine. A terrible thought, that, as I would have way too many siblings to train to not try to match me with anything male that can walk. I’ve already trained my cousins and my Snow siblings know better.” Well, the sisters hated her and Caspian couldn’t get his own crap together...so yeah. -d-

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Status // Ethan Dolan

Summary: Maybe keeping such a huge thing from the fans what’s the best decision and the repercussions are the worst. Especially when it’s not the girl the fans shipped with Ethan for years, the one it seemed everyone was okay with him being with.

Characters: Ethan Dolan x Reader, Grayson Dolan, James Charles, and Emma Chamberlain

Words: 2.1k

Disclaimer: I honestly don’t care if Emma and Ethan are together in real life nor do I care if Grayson and James are together either. As long as the boys are in a healthy relationship, we shouldn’t care who they are with. Shipping is all fun and games but not when you start labelling people with genders and orientations without consent (I called them boys because they’ve stated they are boys, men, guys and dudes many times in the years I’ve been here).

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Warnings: Swearing, angst, and lots of fluff

A/N: I’m sorry it’s been so long since we’ve posted. I’m struggling and recently actually made the decision to seriously consider taking an official hiatus but would appreciate some feedback.

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One of the things you knew about the fandom was that they were both protective and very well versed in being dating detectives. With the knowledge, you had managed to keep your relationship with Ethan extremely quiet to the point that you had managed to even quietly get engaged after three years of dating. It helped a lot you had James, Emma and Grayson to help combat any rumours and keep the fandom in the belief you were only friends.

However, now that you had recently gotten married back in early September you both had begun the discussion of introducing the relationship to the fandom. It would be necessary when you finally would go on your postponed honeymoon, planning the wedding had taken up a lot of time from the creative abilities for the guys. There was literally no time in the world to go on a honeymoon so soon after marrying.

“Hey, guys!” You caught the tail-end of the intro, one you knew would be fought in as usual, as you walked by the studio. The next few sentences of the boys fighting over how the intro should go.

Instead of silently watching them you continued on doing the chores you had finally decided to tackle. The laundry had piled up from Ethan and you whereas Gray had left a few shirts in the dryer this morning. You took the next few hours to wash the laundry and make a list of groceries you needed. The fridge was started to become empty once again.

“Hey, sweetheart.” Ethan spoke stepping up behind you to kiss the top of your head, “How are you?”



“Tired.” You chuckled, “Jenna’s has this massive portfolio we’re doing for a new client.”

“That’s why you’re doing Gray’s chores?”

“Yeah.” You mumbled leaning back against his chest, “I can’t wait until things die down to finally go to Europe.”

“Me too.” Ethan sighed wrapping his arms around your waist tighter, “We also need to figure out a way to tell the fans about us. I’m honestly shocked they hadn’t truly discovered us.”

“The pros of dating a YouTuber with connections.” You teased pushing his back, “I’m going to head to the store for things for supper.”

“Want me to come?”



“Maybe later.” You breathed with a quick, probably awkward looking, wink leaving Ethan in a daze. Everything you did took his breath away, and the slightest hint of desire made him squirm in anticipation.

Leaving the house, you trailed over to the older model car you drove since you had bought it with your own money years ago. The drive to the store was smooth sailing with a few young adults pointing over in excitement, they often thought you had the boys with you regularly.

You were only halfway through the list when your phone quickly sent out a full tune of Ethan’s ringtone. You were tempted to ignore it to finish getting everything, but when another two followed consequently, you had a feeling it was important.

From: Ethan    Babe, can you come home? From: Ethan    It’s kinda an emergency, and I don’t want you alone right now.

From: Ethan    Sweetheart, you’re gonna get mobbed if you don’t leave now.

You sighed quickly before quickly making your way to the cash register to pay, the straightforward tone of the messages had worried you. You barely even put the shopping cart away before you were driving off, unaware of the group that had started making their way to the store.

By the time you had gotten home the top trend on twitter was about you and Ethan. The boys were in the living room with panic curdling in the air.

“Okay, what the hell is going on?” You demanded as your arms crossed over each other.

“We put the Tuesday video up,” Grayson spoke training his eyes on Ethan’s form. Ethan was sitting on the couch head hanging down with his arms on his knees remarkably silent.

“Okay?”

“Ethan forgot-“

“Watch the video Y/N.” Ethan interrupted his brother but keeping his gaze on the ground. His worst nightmare had started, the one that irritated him since Gray and he first started getting noticed. The fear of his significant other being cast into the media with fans bloodthirsty for attention and jealousy.

The video was already queued up on Ethan’s laptop, so you settled next to him to watch the beginning. At first, you didn’t understand, but with the twitter on half of the screen, you understood. Barely visible was Ethan’s wedding band. Maybe visible for a millisecond but it was enough for the fans to see. Countless tweets to the boys, even James and Emma, included vulgar words, and just plain rude tweets and confused ones as well.

“This wouldn’t have happened if he had agreed to remove the ring,” Grayson spoke shifting off of Ethan’s kick.

“I took a vow.” Ethan retorted fast standing up, “I really didn’t want everyone to find out this way.”

“I’m well aware of that Ethan.” You sighed. You knew that the top rumour would be about Emma and Ethan, the fans shipped them so hard since you had time and time again spoke out against dating Ethan.

That was, of course, a few months before you finally got together with Ethan but the fans still thought he had been with Emma. The two had never dated other than meaningless flirting before Ethan found out he had feelings for you. Maybe they would have dated if it kept going, but you were always there in the back of his mind.

“You guys would make a video.” Grayson suggested, “Post it today as raw footage.”

“Or you could ride the increase of interest in you by teasing pictures and videos of us before next Tuesday.” You suggested.

“I don’t want to use you to get more attention.”

“You aren’t using me. I offered E. It doesn’t bother me, all that matters is that we know we love each other. This marriage is between you and me, their comments don’t matter.”

*New Snapchat Story*

“Hey guys, I want you to know that who I married is someone that I’ve loved for years. We decided back when we went on our first date to keep it quiet. It wasn’t because I’m ashamed of the relationship at all-“

“Snapchat isn’t the best place to address this so prepare for a lot of posts. I got married a few months ago, we’ve been planning on how to go public with this. We’ll post a video next week addressing this more, but please be happy for us.”

You watched Ethan’s new snapchat interested in if anyone would guess it was you having Ethan’s ring. He collapsed next to you leaning his head against your shoulder in relief.

“I hope they don’t freak out.”

“I find it amusing that people still think you and Emma are together. Or how little people suspect it’s actually you and I.” You chuckled, “I’ll admit it does bother me that people still ship you but I can’t really be mad when we haven’t given them anything.”

“I can’t wait to show my hands in public again.” Ethan chuckled to himself, “Or wearing long-sleeved shirts in videos.”

“It’s a lot of videos nobody caught the ring.” You shoved your legs over his own to curl closer to him.

“I love you.” Ethan happily spoke kissing the side of your head.

The fandom was going completely insane over the upcoming sit-down video, a video that would be serious instead of the typical energy. You were nervous to watch the comments, but you had to know if people approved or not. Screw your words of their opinions not mattering.

“And it’s up,” Grayson spoke sitting down to play the video for you. Ethan had nestled into your side.

In the video….

Grayson set the camera to be centred on the little bench you were sitting on in New Jersey. You had all flown back for a few weeks to keep the fandom from ambushing you. That meant you had decided to film on a remote location at Sean and Lisa’s home.

“Hey, guys.” Grayson started off with a wave to the camera, “A lot has happened in the last week, and it’s about time we address it.”

“You all know by now that I wear a wedding ring, I’ve been wearing it since early September when I got married to the love of my life. It’s not Emma before the comments blow up. I met my wife when I was a kid in New Jersey on a complete whim, and we were friends for years before I realised I loved her. We lost touch when Gray and I moved to LA, but we reconnected a few years back. Emma and I never dated, we’ve never liked each other in the way that many of you had wanted.”

“She helped them get together actually.”

“Emma, James and Gray have been huge parts in keeping my relationship quiet, and I’m forever grateful for my best friends. I want you all to know that I haven’t changed. I won’t be shoving my relationship in your face, but I hope you can respect my family and my decision to keep my life private.”

“It means a lot you care for us so much, but we can’t stress it enough that you be kind to others. We don’t tolerate bullying.” Grayson spoke up, “You’ll love her. She’s absolutely perfect for Ethan, and I know our family thinks so as well.”

“So instead of being basic and just inviting her into the video, we thought it would be better to show you some of the adventures we’ve gone on together over the years. Here’s the montage.” Ethan winked.

The video slipped into a full black screen before pictures, and short clips appeared for five minutes only to trickle off leaving the boys sitting on the couch. You were nestled on the couch on your knees to hide your face from the video.

“This is my wife,” Ethan announced as you transitioned to sitting on the couch like them.

“People have been going insane over you guys.” James announced dropping his bag on the couch in the twins living room, “You’re trending on Twitter.”

You were snuggled against Ethan watching some generic Hallmark Christmas movie when James barged into the home. You barely sent him a questioning glance before returning against your husband’s side.

“That’s nice James.” You shrugged, “I did see the hashtag against us though.”

“It’s a shock to the fans Babe.” Ethan murmured against the side of your neck. His fringe tickled your bare neck as you settled on continuing the movie.

“They’ll get over it Y/N. Emma’s been doing damage control for hours now, I could barely drag her from her computer.” James rolled his eyes as Emma dragged her feet into the room wearing an oversized shirt and jean shorts with some rips in them.

“Emma.” You breathed shocked as the tired girl came into the room.

“I’ve been posting a lot on how Ethan and I were never together or interested in each other,” Emma spoke shifting her eyes around the room.

“It’s not your job Em. I should have gotten over my fear and told the fans.” Ethan admitted.

“How do we fix this?”

“I’d offer to fake date you for the fans, but that may cause something worse.” Grayson offered from a comfy chair in the corner with his laptop open. He had decided to watch something that interested him instead of the romantic film among you both chose.

“That would be even more terrible.” You inserted, “You’d literally start a twitter war over a love triangle.”

“What?” Emma questioned frowning in your direction. The bags under eyes catching your attention more than the ‘problem’ at hand,

“A large part of the fandom ships James and Grayson together. The prenup tweet you did Gray.” You countered turning your attention to your brother-in-law, “Just don’t speak out about it. You’ve announced our marriage and showed pictures of us. It will blow over.”

“But-“ 
“Guys there are more important things to address in the fandom then our relationship statuses.” You finished, “I honestly don’t care. We’re all healthy, happy and safe. That’s all that matters. Now can we finish this movie or not?”

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harley quinn & poison ivy

TW: abuse (physical, emotional, verbal) 

buckle in kids, this is going to be a long one.

so lately I've been seeing people talking about how ivy is abusive to harley as well, just to a lesser extent, but is as equally toxic as joker x harley. it’s been used as a justification for supporting/shipping harley x joker and for shit talking harley quinn as a character. so im here to clear some stuff up.

now don’t get me wrong-- harley & ivy’s initial relationship was awful, especially as portrayed in the 2007 Harley & Ivy comic book. ivy was pretty physically aggressive with harley and said some hurtful things. i’m not going to sugar coat it, because the beginning of their relationship was not healthy whatsoever. 

HOWEVER, keep in mind the past of both characters, as well as more recent media.

a lot of people know harley’s backstory and how she was abused by the joker. but i feel like a lot of people forget that ivy was also heavily abused. she didn’t become poison ivy of her own free will, and there’s a reason she hates men. as pamela isley, she was seduced by her professor, jason woodrue (floronic man) and he uses her as his test subject in his experiments, completely using her and abusing her trust. he nearly killed her twice and drove her insane. when the authorities began to close in, woodrue just ups and leaves ivy in the hospital. her heart is broken, she feels betrayed, and she swears to never trust anyone again-- especially not men. so yeah, harley isn’t the only one with a messed up, ptsd inducing past

as those who have been through abuse may know or have experienced, it’s not uncommon to develop unhealthy coping mechanisms and/or behaviors as a result of a traumatic event. especially when the victim does not get proper help from professionals or other available resources. for ivy, she became hateful to the world, trusting only herself. when harley tries to get close, ivy pushes her away in the only way she can think will make harley permanently leave her alone: physical violence. now i am NOT condoning her behavior or saying it was okay in any capacity. there is no excuse for being violent towards anyone, especially a ‘friend’. but i’m just giving an explanation for the behavior.

at the same time, however, harley isn’t exactly the pinnacle of being the perfect partner. she doesn’t respect ivy’s space and is actually quite emotionally manipulative. despite the fact ivy constantly tells harley to leave joker, knowing that it pains ivy to see harley leave again and again to go back to her abuser, she continues to do so. harley has straight up left her ‘best friend’ for the joker, and no matter how many ultimatums ivy gives her, harley always chooses the joker. if you have a best friend who did this to you, how would you feel? 

so yeah, they both had some awful tendencies and treated each other awfully in the beginning. that’s just the fact of the matter. but also remember the context: they’re both abused individuals who have been through hell and back, and who are trying to cope the best way they know how. once again, it does NOT excuse their treatment of each other, but it does give in context.

however, despite everything, they watch out for each other and they stick together. they see each other as kindred spirits, and it’s what brings them together, and also what helps them to grow together, both as friends/a couple and as individuals. ivy learns to trust again, and is no longer physically abusive to harley. while she does have some tough love for harley at times, in recent years (2011-) she is doesn’t verbally accost harley anymore either. harley has learned to stand up to the joker and that she has self worth, and has since left the joker’s side, breaking her cycle of abuse as well as letting herself have healthier behaviors in terms of her relationships with others, especially ivy. harley & ivy have changed since the 2007 Harley & Ivy comic, where most people draw examples of their unhealthy relationship. not to mention, most people in comics know a lot of things get retconned, but one thing that has always been constant since Harley’s conception 27 years ago is that the joker abuses and uses her.

but unlike the joker, who discards harley time and time again, ivy is always there for harley no matter what. ivy even went as far as dressing up as harley so the joker would shoot her instead of shooting harley. in harley’s first comic appearance in batman adventures #12, when barbara hits harley a bit too hard in the head, instead of leaving harley out to dry or continuing her fight with the batgirl, ivy pushes barbara out of the way to check to see how harley is doing. when she saw harley on the verge of death after the joker tried to kill her by strapping her to a rocket, she healed harley up and even gave her immunity to her poisons and toxins despite not being terribly close to the clownette at the time. harley, despite her dislike of bugs and the outdoors, willingly goes to the amazon with ivy to help collect plants. she makes time out of her schedule, no matter what is going on, to visit ivy and take her on trips. she always checks to make sure ivy is okay with her relationships (such as when harley was interested in mason, or when harley picked up a ‘pet’ from the beach). she constantly reassures ivy of her love and affection for her, and to let ivy know that she has her back no matter what.

no relationship is perfect, and harley and ivy aren’t an exception to the rule. as I see it, you can either see the old harley & ivy (2007) as being retconned (seeing as since new 52 they’ve changed harley’s backstory anyway) or you can see it as a starting point for the development of a relationship between two abused individuals with unhealthy coping mechanisms who slowly heal together and push each other to improve as individuals and as in their relationship, and who now have a strong, loving, healthy relationship.

if you need instances/’proof’ of what i’m spewing, hmu. if you think I'm pulling the abuse leading to toxic behaviors out of my ass, hmu. like i said, i do not condone any abusive behavior, no matter what the excuse is behind it. however, context gives new meaning to things, even if it doesn't justify it. yes, harley and ivy did not have the best of relationships at the beginning, but their relationship as portrayed since 2011 is extremely healthy and loving. 

honestly for just about any relationship in comic books you can find an instance of abusive behavior. do you really think it’s a healthy relationship for catwoman & batman to be together, given they have physically fought each other repeatedly? I honestly have nothing against selina x bruce, but one can easily point to that as being abusive and unhealthy. same goes for lois and clark, seeing as lois has constantly shoved away clark until she found out he was superman, and suddenly he was good enough for her. anything can be twisted, but when given the full context, things change. and that goes for harley & ivy as well.

but one thing has always remained no matter the continuity: harley & joker are an abusive, unhealthy couple no matter what context. (yes, even in white knight-- i mean the joker/jack didn’t even recognize the fact the harley was proposing to wasn’t even the real harley. what does that say about him and how he viewed harley all those years?)

#dc comics #dc #harley quinn #poison ivy #harley quinn x poison ivy #harlivy #parsley #rant #harley x joker #vent #abuse #comic book abuse #harleyivy

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25 fics to pick you up

Humor, crack not crack, romcom fics for @cuttlemefishwrites and y’all. I tried to make this list short, I SWEAR idk ENJOY!! Also you can check some other fic recs by moi here, here and here.

(i'm) the boy you'd die for by jenmishe 

Canonverse, Rated T, 6K

v-nikiforov ✓

[Video: A short clip where Victor is laying dramatically on the couch with miserable expression. “Heartbreaker” by Marina and the Diamonds is playing.]

13,481 likes

v-nikiforov✓ Am I the another one? (((

vitYASS victor,,,, honey,,,, i lvoe you so much,,,, but WHY are you like this.

red-blue-gay but??? does that mean that somebody has broken victor’s heart???? I DON'T UNDERSTAND

christophe-gc ✓ You’re ridiculous.

starsaregay But who recorded it?? Makkachin???

vityathebabe user @starsaregay asking the real question.

--- The adventures of Yuuri "Heartbreaker" Katsuki, or: how Yuuri became known as a cold player full of himself who doesn't care about anyone. (Hint: it's an anxiety and obliviousness.)

• ADORE!!! oblivious heartbreaker Yuuri + social media fic. The best description is actually one of the tags: everyone is in love with Yuuri: the fic.

  He Should Know by Lady_Ganesh

Past Yuuri/Chris, Canonverse, Rated T, 2K

A public service announcement Chris and Yuuri made for the Sochi Olympics comes to light.

• HI HI this speaks to me directly: Viktor is a dork and jealous and Yuuri is precious.... I just love this so much. 

Master Plans by Qwertzu (@qwertzu824)

Canonverse ish, Rated T, 17K

Who wouldn't want to date Yuuri and/or Viktor? Nobody is immune to their charm - including random strangers, who unfortunately have no idea the two are happily married and totally smitten with each other...

• This series!!! outsider pov, identity reveal, and the last installment!!!!! I die. You'll laugh and you’ll feel sorry for these people at the same time.

The Way to Life and Love is a Curved Trajectory by crossroadswrite  (@crossroadswrite)

Canonverse, Rated T, 5K

“Do you know Katsuki Yuuri?” Victor asks Chris, two minutes later, when he finally manages to convince himself to stop looking at the dip of Katsuki’s back and his powerful thighs in those tight Mizuno track pants, and the way his hands are poised in the air mid-skate, and his slicked back hair and brown eyes and flushed cheeks.

Christophe hums into the phone in a way that suggests he not only knows Katsuki Yuuri but he’s acquainted with him. Chris’ version of acquaintance is very physical and usually involves a healthy amount of groping. “Don’t you?”

“He’s Japan’s Ace,” Victor says, trying to rack his brain for more information. “His step sequence is good?”

Chris hums again. “You’re not that oblivious that you haven’t heard of Unfairly Beautiful Yuuri.”

“Who?”

(Or, the one where Victor falls - literally and then figuratively - for Yuuri. Also something about a Best Ass Poll that is way more official than it should be.)

• Alternate first meeting <3<3<3 you have it all: social media, pining and THAT ASS. I would say 12/10 would read again, but I have already, a bunch of times.

What you should know about dating a man with children by SassySalchow (diedraechin) (@diedraechin​)

Canonverse, Rated G, 2K

Based off a tumblr drabble prompt and then grew too big...

"AU scenario where the skaters mistake the triplets for Yuuri's kids when they first meet him, possibly when he brings them to the skater-only area as a b-day treat, or something? (Kudos if you can work in jealous!Victor somehow, but the skaters having a fun reaction would be A+, tbh. Would be lovely if you could include Chris and/or Yurio :D )

• Ahhhhhh my quick fix for whenever I’m feeling down, this Viktor is such a dork and extra, I love him.

5 times Viktor encountered culture shock in Hasetsu + 1 time Yuuri did by forochel (@forochel)

Canonverse, Rated T, 3K

this fic ... basically does what it says on the tin.

• I adore not so smooth Viktor in an environment he can't control (or at least do some research lol), good stuff.

Five Times Chris's Dating Advice Was Ignored By Russian Skaters by liliths

Canonverse, Rated T, 3K

—and one time it wasn't.

Christophe Giacometti. Twenty-five. Cat lover, chocolate eater. Professional Swiss figure skater and confirmed Grand Prix finalist. Running an unofficial dating advice ring for Russian skaters who don't listen to him to begin with. How did his life come to this?

Chris-centric, in which he is done with literally everyone. Except the dog.

• Chris is heaven sent and deserves a medal for dealing with awkward russian skaters.

just like me they long to be by sparklespiff (@todaythesamesky​)

Canonverse, Rated T, 3K

"Haven't you noticed that Yuuri gets everything he wants?"

"Everything that's in somebody else's power to give him," Mari says, before Victor can bring up last year's GPF. "He's not magic, just pretty."

"But it's like magic. My theory is that it's because he's sneaky beautiful, so you're not expecting it, and then, under all that stuff, whoa! Gorgeous. And it's too late to save yourself."

"Stuff?" Victor keeps smiling but makes his voice cold, the way he does when reporters overstep. His Yuuri doesn't have stuff. Everything about him is beautiful.

or:

Yuuri lives in a Beautiful Person Bubble. It's Victor's responsibility to make sure he never finds out.

• Again with oblivious heartbreaker Yuuri, this is ridiculously funny. Also, Mari and Phichit??? A++

The Boyfriend Paradox by japansace (@japansace​)

Canonverse, Rated T, 3K

For some inexplicable reason, Yuuri speaks Russian.

Now, as everyone knows, there are only two viable reasons why anyone ever learns a foreign language:

1. For school. 2. To impress a foreign love interest.

And Victor can’t quite bring himself to believe that Yuuri would be at all studious enough to hunt down Russian classes in Detroit of all places.

(Or: Victor gets jealous of a boyfriend that doesn’t exist.)

• We all think Yuuri is dense and oblivious but like Viktor is just????? SO BLIND???? it’s adorable.

The Thirst Trap by CharmingMonsters

Canonverse, Rated M, 12K (WIP)

Victor Nikiforov reads Thirst Tweets for a Buzzfeed video; Yuuri is anonymously quoted and wants to die. Phichit makes sure everyone is properly hydrated.

• Awkward meet cute, Yuuri the fanboy, sad pre Yuuri Viktor, hilarious but the feels omg 

Giacometti & Co. by Anna (arctic_grey) (@finleighsaid​)

Past Viktor/Chris, Past Yuuri/Chris, Canonverse, Rated M, 7K

Against his shoulder and into the fabric of his t-shirt, Yuuri mumbled, “HaveyoueversleptwithChris?”

He choked on his breath. Oh. Uh. “Errrr…” His mind raced. “A little?”

aka the fic where both Viktor and Yuuri have slept with Chris.

• Amazing!! I owe this fic so much! like really, this is cute, fun and jealous Viktor is the cherry on top.

The Early, Awkward Years by Nomanono (@nomanono​)

Viktor/Chris, Canonverse, Rated E, 6K

Victor Nikiforov wasn't always smooth and suave. His singular focus on skating created a pronounced inability to people, and Chris winds up bearing the brunt of his sexual incompetence.

• This is beyond funny, I had to stop reading 3 times to properly laugh. Inexperienced, not a playboy Viktor is the best best and Chris tries so hard, poor thing.

it's like you're photoshopped by Metis_Ink

Actors AU, Rated T, 10K

Not-So-Local Ex-Dancer Upsets Coworkers by Failing to Communicate with Celebrity Castmate, details at eleven.

//Yuuri just wants to retire already.

• The actual movie is amazing? the author literally wrote an entire musical for this fic, mad respect. And at some point I cried, legit tears, because I was laughing so hard. 

Pinning and Pining by Multiple_Universes (@witharthurkirkland)

Porn actors AU, Rated E, 51K

Victor starts his career as a porn star, working for a studio that has a somewhat… artistic approach to the whole genre. But that’s not the problem. The problem is: he can’t find a way to ask his hot co-star to be his boyfriend.

An AU where Victor and Yuuri are both porn stars who, despite all the hot sex filmed for a ton of movies, still end up in a situation where Yuuri is oblivious and Victor is pining away.

• The porn movies are so cheesy and bad but like artistic so you just laugh and laugh. Viktor is such a softie and there’s so much unresolved romantic tension, a big fave.

though the stars walk backward by alykapedia (@alykapediaaa​)

Space AU, Rated T, 8K

“Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.” - E.E. Cummings

Yuuri's only ever wanted to send a message out into the great vastness of space, maybe witness First Contact during his lifetime. He gets his wish. And then some.

• Alien viktor!!! an intergalactic booty call!!! fantastic!

Much Ado About Something by eternalsunshine13, Skowronek (@eternalsunshine13, @kaja-skowronek​)

Space AU, Rated T, 33K

By day, Victor Nikiforov is the head of European operations for LearX, a company on the forefront of private space travel. By night, he is makka-baby on Tumblr, a prominent figure in the small but passionate poodle fandom.

By day, Yuuri Katsuki runs F.O.O.L., a subsidiary of Katsuki Enterprises, whose stated goal is to bring LearX down one lawsuit after another. By night, he’s oodlesofpoodles, an active member of the poodle fandom and possibly makka-baby’s biggest fan.

By day, they duke it out in court. By night, they become friends—and maybe something more—as they fall for each other one Tumblr message at a time.

Or: a romantic comedy starring two idiots in love, the Katsuki family, the mothers Nikiforov, the husbands Chulanont-Giacometti, two doggos, six hamsters, one Yurio, and many, many schemes to get our favorite lovebirds together.

• Do they really hate each other?? are they falling in love?? is the tumblr app gonna crash all the damn time? I won't tell, you gotta read this.

The Vastness of Space by shysweetthing (@shysweetthing)

Space AU, Rated E, 16K

As chief communications officer on board the Interstellar Alliance Fleet’s Star Ship Victory, Yuuri doesn’t have to think about who he actually is on his home planet. He just has to listen to his captain, do his job, and…not fall in love with his best friend, the ship’s science officer, Victor Nikiforov.

Well. Two out of three’s not bad.

Then his mother calls with the worst possible news: She, the Empress of New Nihon, has arranged Yuuri’s marriage. There’s only one thing Yuuri can do: Fake a boyfriend, and fake one fast. Who better/worse to play that role than the friend he wishes was more? What can go wrong? It’s not like Yuuri can fall more in love...

• Mutual pining, fake dating and arranged marriage AND SPACE UGHHH all my weak spots. So sweet and good and the writing is on point, i cry.

The Unknown Unknown by opalish

Superpowers AU, Rated T, 7K

Yuuri never meant to become a supervillain. These things just happen to him. 

• One of the funniest fics I’ve ever read, the author has the best comic timing and this fic is beyond me like I practically laughed the whole time.

Dr. Shiny and the Case of the Beautiful Man by ShatteredPrism (@etherealalchemist​​)

Doctors AU, not rated, 6K 

There are about five things that Victor, in this very moment, is absolutely sure of.

1. The spawns of satan are here 2. they are not accompanied by their angel of a mother 3. they are with the most beautiful man he's ever seen 4. his scrubs are wet from where he'd dropped water on himself 5. and Victor is very, very gay.

Emphasis on point five, with a side of cupid's arrow and "ba-dum ba-dum" on a plate.

Because he is Very Gay, and not only is he Very Gay but he is also Hopelessly Attracted to a man who is undoubtedly Very Straight and very Unavailable and is perhaps the Most Beautiful Man Victor has ever seen.

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in which Victor is a doctor, Yuuri is a godfather, and Yuri just wants some peace and quiet and a larger stash of lollipops.

• So pure and fun and Viktor is so so so extra.

pass that dutch by kiaronna (@kiaronna​)

High School/Mean Girls AU, Rated T, 5K

Maybe Viktor shouldn't have watched Mean Girls before he started his first day of high school in the United States, but he can't help it if he is suddenly inducted into his high school's very fashionable, Instagram-obsessed royalty. He can't help falling in love with the cute soccer player in his literature class, either. Even if he's supposed to be off limits.

• This captures the feel of the movie just right and Viktor is a mess, it’s just so cute.

esnake artist by sizhu (@sizhu)

Neighbors AU, Rated T, 1K

Yuuri meets the disarmingly attractive neighbor from upstairs, courtesy of Phichit forgetting to feed their scale baby.

Snakes like to go on adventures, too.

• Sassy Yuuri defending his reptile baby, a blessing.

all the types of dating by igneousbitch (@makkachinning)

Geology AU, Rated E, 8K

The only type of dating geologists are good at is radioactive carbon-dating. The rest goes completely over their heads.

(Viktor and Yuuri are geology professors leading a field course in Western Australia. Chaos ensues.)

Alfred shifts awkwardly. Looks at Viktor and Yuuri, and asks, “So, uh. Are you guys dating?”

Yuuri greatly misunderstands, and Viktor panics.

Of course we are, Yuuri says. Rather critically, he thinks to himself: why else would he be here, in the scorching, godforsaken heat, surrounded by a hundred kilos of rock, if not for the purpose of radiometric dating?

• I have no idea about geology and I still enjoyed this AU a lot, they’re pining so hard and ugh friends to lovers, my kryptonite.

Unconventional by so_shhy

Fandom AU, Rated M, 4K

After freezing up in front of his idol at a comic con panel, Yuuri decides that he needs an awful lot of alcohol to get over the embarrassment. It is a decision he will regret.

The fandom AU I can’t believe I wrote, featuring movie star!Victor Nikiforov and fanfic author!Yuuri Katsuki.

• So much second hand embarrassment but in a fun way, just brilliant.

If you can't take the heat... by mtothedestiel (@summersteve)

Reality show/Chef AU, not rated, 81K (WIP)

Stay tuned, coming up next it's Top Chef: International! Join thirteen chefs from around the globe as they battle it out for glory and prizes in the one and only New York City (and share all their innermost thoughts along the way!) Who will emerge victorious, and who will burn out?? Heartwarming triumphs, devastating eliminations, and even ~forbidden romance~ are all coming your way on this showstopping season of Top Chef!

• The script format threw me off for some time until I decided to read it and omg?? what a fool I’ve been for so long!!! this is incredible and well researched and makes me hungry all the damn time.

Coming Home Again by carafin (@carafinn)

Roommates AU, Rated T, 10K

Yuuri, given to periodic bouts of paranoia, would often wonder if Viktor is, in fact, a Russian drug lord on the loose, seeking refuge in a nondescript town in America. This would explain a manner of things: his evasiveness whenever probed about his job; the way he’d unpredictably throw out incisive, thoughtful commentary about the morning news over breakfast; his expensive tastes in shirts, watches, and wallets alike; why he’d want to stay here with Yuuri, of all places, when the contents his wardrobe alone could probably afford him a year-long stay at any condominium of his choice in the trendiest part of town.

And then he goes on to discover that Viktor actually has a premium account on club penguin, and that his five penguins are named Peanut Wigglebutt, Luke skyhopper, Zing Zing, Otto Von Longdong, and Mooshoo Vegetable, and beats the idea to death in his head.

• High quality hyper realistic amazing Yuuri the medical student being a mess, Viktor being a mystery but still a dork. Cute romance!!

#yuri on ice #fic rec #yoi fic rec #it's incredibly difficult to not rec z her own stuff #chel fic recs

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Devil Tied in a Chair

So recently I reblogged a post asking writers to reblog, and that kinda made me want to post some snippits of my WIP and some short stories that take place in the universe I’m playing with. So below the cut there’ll be a bit of that. This bit is actually 2 short chapters. It doesn’t really have a place in the current story I’m working on, but it is a little side adventure, maybe something that happens shortly before the main story. Either way it’s a pretty fun romp if I say so myself.

Prologue: A wizard known as Wanderer stays true to his namesake, scouring the solar system for knowledge and new magicks. As one would imagine, this is dangerous work. Like any final frontier, the cold black is full of all kinds of desperate riffraff, liking to survive by taking from another. Today Wanderer found himself on the losing side of a conflict with such riffraff, and it’s time to sort this out the way a wizard knows best.

Story below the cut

There are 99 pirate clans in Federation of Flags. Out of the 99, Wanderer has had dealings, or otherwise running-ins with 72. Out of the 99, only 6 recognize wizardry as existing and utilize as a tool in their ranks. Out of the remaining 93, all of them are incredibly superstitious and the bulk of their crews straight up fear magick. As they should. Today Wanderer found himself with his hands tied, sitting in a chair, with a bag over his head.

“So, that’s a bit of a junker ya were flying in our sector.” Came a voice from the black. Lesser voices snickered and chattered from beyond. “We found yer stash in the vents. I suppose you fancy yerself a smuggler. You must be new to it as ya’d know that all smuglin’ goes through us in our sector. Or if ya ain’t new, you musta missed the memo that this here sector changed to our hands last year. Wanna tell me what’s in those boxes before I have one'a the boys torch it open and damages what mights be inside?”

Wanderer stared into the black and sternly asked “What colors are you flying?”

“Oh, he thinks he’s interrogating me?!” the room erupted into laughter and howling. “Listen to me when I say I’m the one asking questions. What’s the combination to yer boxes? We wanna take a look inside, and I’d be sure ya wanna keep your fingers.” The dominant voice reached out of the darkness and Wanderer felt it grab his wrist, a pressure on the first digit of his right pinky.

Wanderer rotated his hand in his bindings and grabbed the hand of his captor, with the ring and middle fingers curled and contorted against their palms. Warm blood escaped the edge of the joint where the pirates blade slipped across in the movement.

“Tell me what colors you’re flying and I’ll give you the combination to the first box. We have a deal?” The voice was silent in the dark for a moment, then an answer came with a slight quiver.

“That-That sounds fair.”

“The blue box, labeled ‘toiletries’, 487A685G. What colors are you flying? Don’t worry, if I’m lying you can take that bit of pinky. Send a guy to check my stuff.”

The darkness made an audible gulp as the hand shook loose from Wanderer’s grasp. A few people were heard leaving the room. “We’re ah- We’re Crimson Concordant. We own this section of-”

“Awesome.” Wanderer said “I want speak with Ralph”

“Ralph? Which Ralph are you talking about?” The voice spoke with a clear of the throat.

Wanderer turned in his seat, lifted both his bound together arms and pointed, with his ring and index finger of his left hand, into the crowd he could see clearly in his mind, and said “I want to talk to that Ralph.” As a scream came from the direction he had pointed and someone could be heard running out of the room, as some others entered. It would seem that there was a Ralph and he nearly shit himself as he ran past those who went to check the cargo.

“Sir.” Came a younger voice. “The blue box were full of bottles filled with… things? And this silver statue. I don’t know what that is. I’ve never seen anything like it…”

“I want to talk to Ralph the Red. The guy who commands this floating pile of shit? The Captain? Orange box. 654B5874. Go ahead. Have a look and get your boss down here.”

There was silence for a second and then foot fall headed back towards wherever they were storing Wanderer’s goods. Time passed as Wanderer sat idly in his chair. The room has gone quiet, aside from the odd whisper here and there.

“Sir. I don’t know. It’s dark stuff, Sir. We opened the box and a bunch of moths flew out. Shrunken heads. Bones. The whole inside is crusted in this… black. Sir, I don’t think we…”

“Lad, you don’t think. You do want I ask of you. Stranger, how’d you know Ralph Biggins was sat over there? And how do you know our Captain?” The voice asked, appropriately in the dark.

“If you ever make it to Captain, you’ll know me too, Sam.” There was the sound of stumbling over chairs.

“What kind of Devilry is this? Somebody club the demon! Knock him cold before he lays a curse on us all!” The interrogator shouted as more chairs fell, draped in panicked men. It sounded to Wanderer that the whole of the room’s occupants were backed up against the walls, save for the couple cautiously making their way, step by step, towards their prisoner.

Once they were a few paces away, Wanderer suddenly stood from his chair and began floating several inches off the floor, as the chair flew across the room with supernatural force, smashing the door control panel and locking the crew in with him. Screams let out, as the bag lifted off Wanderer’s head and he could see his was in the mess hall. His interrogation was probably meant to be this meals entertainment. Sam was near the door, begging for a security detail to come and unlock them from their new hell, as the door opened and he and everyone else bolted past the tall man with the red beard who freed them.

“Oh hey Ralph! Long time no see!” Wanderer exclaimed, hovering a foot and a half off the ground.

“So there I am, flying for Ganymede when one of your boys shoots a fucking harpoon through my cargo hold? Like, not a mag-graple, but a literal barbed harpoon. When the fuck did you guys start using harpoons? I had to shut off air to the back half of my ship and shit. It was kind of a pain in the ass.” Wanderer was understandably upset.

“Well, my boys didn’t know who you were. Kind of hard to let the patrols know you’re on the 'Don’t Fuck With’ list when your name and ship ID changes every time we see you. And you still swear you’re not a smuggler?”

“That’s fair, but nothing on my ship is illegal. Frowned upon, yeah. Dangerous as a portal straight to hell, certainly. But I’ve got the proper paper work for the human remains, which I’m transporting to put to rest, by the way, and everything else more or less in the clear to most local governments, or at least they wouldn’t know what they even are, so they can’t charge me with anything.”

“So why did you put them in the vents?” Ralph inquired

“Because…” Wanderer hesitated. “Because they wouldn’t shut up…” he answered, staring deep into the coffee Ralph had given him.

“So how did you know Sam’s name?” Ralph wanted to change the subject

“Oh, I’ve got copies of Ganymede’s entire police record stored in my prosthetic eye. And it’s not just a computer and a camera, ya know. It’s got audio capture functionality too. I just ran a vocal analysis on those records once he started interrogating me. I knew who he was around the time I got them to search  my first box. I had an audio map of the whole room and half of the crew in it by the time Sam drew blood.” Wanderer explained like it was just another average day’s occurrence.

“I figured you had some kind of trick. So how’d you pull off the flying?”

“…I’m a fucking wizard, Ralph. You tie me up and sit me in a chair for 20 minutes, I can find a way to levitate. I could imposed my will over quantum forces, pleading with the machine spirits of the grav-pads in your mess hall for their aid, or just fucking blast magick out of my ass like a rocket. I’m a fucking wizard, Ralph.”

“Sure, Stranger.” Ralph was skeptical of what he’d just seen, but knew to take what Wanderer said with a healthy dose of respect. “If anyone could do something like that, it would be you.”

“But seriously.” Wanderer took a sip of his coffee. “When did you guys switch over to fucking harpoons?”

#short story #novel #scifantasy #wizard #magic #space pirates #the wanderer of sol

[bronzeflower]

Who The Fuck Writes A Ten-Page Rant?????

Chapter 11: Matesprits and Moirails

Also on ao3

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling tentacleTherapist [TT] --

CG: ROSE.

TT: And who might this be?

CG: THIS IS KARKAT. CG: DAVE GAVE ME YOUR CHUMHANDLE.

TT: And what caused you to contact me on this lovely day.

CG: DAVE TOLD ME THAT YOU WERE FREAKING OUT ABOUT KANAYA’S BIRTHDAY AND NEGLECTED TO CONTACT YOUR’S TRULY FOR ADVICE.

TT: Ah. TT: Believe me, I have everything under control.

CG: ARE YOU SURE? CG: BECAUSE DAVE WAS KIND OF WORRIED ABOUT YOU.

TT: Dave? Worried?

CG: YES.

TT: You know I jest, correct? TT: Dave is always worried, but he hides that worry under shades and a poker face.

CG: DAVE HAS THE WORST POKER FACE I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE. CG: HE’S EASIER TO READ THAN JOHN, AND THAT GUY PRACTICALLY WEARS HIS HEART ON HIS SLEEVE.

TT: I think that may be more due to the fact that you spend so much time with him rather than Dave having a horrible poker face.

CG: THAT MAY BE TRUE, BUT WE AREN’T HERE TO BLABBER ON AND GOSSIP ABOUT DAVE THIS ENTIRE TIME. CG: WE’RE HERE BECAUSE DAVE EXPRESSED THAT YOU MIGHT REQUIRE MY EXPERTISE.

TT: And what kind of expertise would that be?

CG: ROSE, YOU’VE KNOWN ME FOR HOW FUCKING LONG? CG: AND YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT MY EXPERTISE IS IN?

TT: I have known you for several weeks, and I still do not know.

CG: ROMANCE, ROSE. ROMANCE. CG: I AM A CERTIFIED EXPERT IN ROMANCE. CG: AND, BASED ON WHAT LITTLE DAVE TOLD ME, YOU NEED HELP GETTING A GIFT FOR KANAYA. CG: IT DOESN’T EVEN HAVE TO BE ANYTHING BIG. CG: YOU CAN LITERALLY JUST USE ME AS A SOUNDING BOARD, AND I CAN TELL YOU HOW MUCH KANAYA WOULD LOVE A CERTAIN GIFT.

TT: I… TT: I suppose I could let you offer help.

CG: I GUESS THAT’S THE BEST I’M GOING TO GET OUT OF YOU. CG: WHAT WERE YOU PLANNING TO GET HER?

TT: A handmade scarf with some crochet flowers sewed onto it. TT: In hindsight, it is rather embarrassing to say that out loud. TT: Maybe I should try doing something else.

CG: ROSE. CG: ROSE. CG: I’M GOING TO NEED YOU TO LISTEN TO ME FOR A QUICK MINUTE. CG: JUST, TAKE A MOMENT TO BREATHE. CG: IN, OUT, IN, OUT. CG: FORGET ANY AND ALL WORRIES ABOUT EVERYTHING. CG: NOW, LISTEN TO ME. CG: YOUR IDEA WAS FANTASTIC, AND I CAN’T CONCEIVABLY UNDERSTAND WHY YOU WOULD WANT TO SCRAP SUCH A GREAT IDEA. CG: FUCK THE PART OF YOUR BRAIN SAYING THAT WAS A BAD IDEA. CG: IT’S IDIOTIC AND STUPID, AND YOU SHOULD REFUSE TO LISTEN TO IT.

TT: I don’t believe it is that simple to merely turn off that part of your brain.

CG: WELL, WHY DON’T YOU LET MY WORDS SOOTH YOUR MIND AND SOUL? CG: I, KANAYA’S MOIRAIL, AND THEREFORE THE INDIVIDUAL WHO KNOWS KANAYA THE BEST, AM TELLING YOU RIGHT FUCKING NOW THAT KANAYA WILL LOVE WHATEVER GIFT YOU GIVE HER. CG: SHE WILL ALSO LOVE GETTING A HOMEMADE SCARF. CG: I HAVE NEVER MET A SINGLE PERSON MORE APPRECIATIVE OF HANDMADE THINGS THAN KANAYA. CG: I GUARANTEE SHE WILL LOVE IT WITH ALL HER HEART. CG: HAS THIS HELPED YOU AT ALL?

TT: … TT: You know what? TT: It actually has. TT: I appreciate your help, Karkat.

CG: IT WAS A PLEASURE.

TT: I apologize for asking this, but would you go to the knitting store with me? TT: I want to find the right kind of yarn to use for the scarf.

CG: SURE, I’LL GO WITH YOU. CG: WHERE DO YOU LIVE? I’LL PICK YOU UP.

Once you had successfully secured Rose’s address, you went there to pick up Rose. She got out of her place and into your car.

“Okay, so you’re going to have to tell me where the fuck we are going to go because I have never been to a single knitting store in my lifetime. Fabric stores? Sure! I can navigate anyone to any fabric store in the entire goddamn town. I can also tell them which ones are full of shit and which ones are actually decent. But, knitting stores? That is out of my jurisdiction.”

“Take a right at the next intersection, and then you go straight before taking the first left you see. There will be a parking lot with a bunch of craft stores nearby.” Rose explained.

When you get to the knitting store, you are somehow surprised at the amount of yarn in it.

There are so many kinds of yarn. Thin yarn, thick yarn, colorful yarn, scratchy yarn, soft yarn, yarn in balls, yarn in these weird oblong shapes, gradient yarn. You were pretty glad it wasn’t you who was trying to find a specific material to use to make a scarf or sweater or something because you were pretty sure that you would have absolutely no idea what to do or even where to start.

Instead, Rose wondered around the store, while you stared at various objects. Like yarn. So much yarn. Who even needs this many types of goddamn yarn.

Eventually, you got to the point where you gave up attempting to help Rose find yarn and went to a box of clearance yarn to feel the yarn and squish the yarn balls.

Rose comes up to you with various things of yarn.

“Karkat, I request your assistance. I would like to know what kind of material Kanaya would like the best.”

“I’ll try, but, like I said earlier, I only have any sort of prowess when it comes to fabrics.”

“You can tell me what colors to use for the scarf. I was thinking of using this gradient yarn for the scarf.” She hands you some yarn that is several shades of green. “Do you have any advice for what color to use for the flowers?”

“I would use lavender for the flowers.” You decide. “A lot of trolls wear the color of their quadrantmates as a way of telling everyone who they’re with. Usually, it’s the blood color, but humans only have one blood color. You do type in lavender though, and trolls have the habit of hemotyping, so, at this point, I kind of associate the color with you, and I’m sure that Kanaya does too.”

“Oh.” Rose blushed and chose out some lavender yarn. She also grabbed a few more of the green, gradient yarn. Once she bought all the yarn she wanted to buy, the two of you returned to your car.

You drive Rose back to her house, but, before she goes, she turns to you.

“Thank you, Karkat. For going to the knitting store with me.”

“It wasn’t really any big deal. I mean, I barely did anything.”

“I still appreciate it.”

Rose left, and you just drove back home.

What to do. You guess you could troll Aradia for the first time in years. It would be nice to hear from her again.

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling apocalypseArisen [AA] --

CG: I CAN’T BELIEVE NEITHER OF US BOTHERED TO CONTACT EACH OTHER FOR YEARS. CG: HOW HAVE YOU BEEN DOING? CG: DAVE TELLS ME THAT YOU’VE BEEN DOING ARCHEOLOGY. CG: THAT’S PRETTY COOL. CG: OH YEAH, THIS IS KARKAT BY THE WAY. IN CASE YOU DIDN’T RECOGNIZE MY HANDLE.

AA: hello karkat! AA: its very nice to hear from you again

CG: HOLY SHIT. CG: YOU DON’T PUT ZEROS FOR O’S ANYMORE.

AA: yes it is quite the development AA: you still type in all caps

CG: AND I STILL HAVE NO VOLUME CONTROL. BIG WHOOP.

AA: the amount of swearing you do seems to have lessened as well

CG: I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I AM A MATURE ADULT WHO IS FULLY AWARE THAT ONE DOES NOT NEED TO SWEAR TO LAY DOWN AN INSULT THAT IS GUARANTEED TO BURN AT THE HIGHEST DEGREE POSSIBLE

AA: people still tell you that you swear too much dont they

CG: YEAH. CG: I’M PRETTY MUCH USED TO IT BY THIS POINT THOUGH. CG: ONCE I SAID HELL IN FRONT OF THIS LADY, AND SHE CLUTCHED AT HER CHEST LIKE I WAS LUCIFER HIMSELF. CG: I INFORMED HER THAT I WAS, IN FACT, A DEMON SENT BY SATAN HIMSELF THAT WAS THERE TO BRING CHAOS, DESTRUCTION, AND SIN UPON THE WORLD ONE CURSE WORD AT A TIME.

AA: did you really

CG: NO. CG: IN REALITY, I IGNORED HER AND WENT ON WITH THE REST OF MY LIFE.

AA: that was very mature of you

CG: YEAH, WELL. CG: I’M NOT IN MIDDLE SCHOOL ANYMORE. CG: I’VE LEARNED THAT I SHOULD CHOOSE MY BATTLES VERY CAREFULLY.

AA: that sounds fake but ok

CG: WOW, RUDE. CG: I AM TOTALLY CAPABLE OF FIGURING OUT WHAT BATTLES I SHOULD AND SHOULD NOT FIGHT. CG: FUCK YOU. CG: BUT IN ALL SERIOUSNESS, I AM GETTING BETTER AT IT. CG: BY THE WAY, I ALSO HEARD THAT YOU WERE DATING SOLLUX? CG: HOW’S THAT SHITHEAD TREATING YOU.

AA: speaking that sollux and i have been in a committed relationship for several years AA: really well

CG: HOLY SHIT. CG: SOLLUX COMPLETELY NEGLECTED TO TELL ME ANY OF THIS. CG: WHAT ABOUT YOUR OTHER QUADRANTS?

AA: ive only really filled the one quadrant AA: its difficult to find someone who would be willing to go out with someone who they are unable to contact for months at a time

CG: I GUESS THAT WOULD PUT A DAMPER ON THINGS.

AA: what about you AA: are you still moirails with gamzee

CG: *GOD* NO. CG: WE BROKE UP A LONG ASS TIME AGO. CG: MY MOIRAIL IS KANAYA NOW.

AA: i bet that nepeta was both disappointed and excited at that

CG: I THINK AT SOME POINT SHE RECOGNIZED THAT GAMZEE AND I WEREN’T VERY GOOD FOR EACH OTHER AND UPDATED HER SHIPPING WALL WITH THAT KNOWLEDGE, SO SHE WASN’T NEARLY AS DISAPPOINTED AS SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN HAD WE BROKEN UP WHILE OUR RELATIONSHIP WAS STILL PRETTY HEALTHY. CG: ACTUALLY, NO. CG: IT WASN’T A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP FOR EITHER GAMZEE OR ME, AND I’M GLAD WE WERE BOTH MATURE ENOUGH TO REALIZE THAT.

AA: it sounds like you have a lot of experience dealing with pale romance now AA: what about your other quadrants

CG: EMPTY. CG: NO ONE REALLY WANTS TO DATE SOMEONE WHO VACILLATES LIKE A FUCKING MADMAN TO THE POINT OF IT NOT ACTUALLY BEING VACILLATING ANYMORE. CG: IT JUST BECOMES A WEIRD SORT OF MESS OF FEELINGS THAT CAN’T REALLY BE ORGANIZED INTO THE CATEGORIES OF RED OR BLACK ANYMORE.

AA: i guess we are both in similar boats of not being able to date because of our respective circumstances

CG: YEAH. CG: … CG: YOU SOUND LIKE A VILLAIN.

AA: how so

CG: THE ENTIRE “YOU AND I ARE THE SAME” TROPE THING THAT VILLAINS IN MOVIES AND TELEVISION SHOWS DO A LOT.

AA: i suppose so AA: certainly not the worse thing to be told that i sound like AA: but karkat AA: i have something to ask you AA: youre still a self proclaimed romantic master correct

CG: YOU BET YOUR BOTTOM DOLLAR I AM. CG: WHAT DO YOU NEED? CG: I’LL HELP YOU FREE OF CHARGE.

AA: i sorry to ask you something like this when our first time talking in a long time AA: but not many of the people that i know and talk to have any sort of knowledge about romance AA: particularly pale romance

CG: GO ON.

AA: im pale for someone

CG: NO SHIT, SHERLOCK. CG: I THINK I KNOW WHO IT IS, BUT TELL ME WHO IT IS ANYWAY.

AA: its dave AA: i dont even know if he does quadrants or anything like that AA: but i wanted to ask you if you knew how i could best ask him out

CG: ARADIA, THIS IS MY ADVICE TO YOU. CG: BE AS BLUNT AS POSSIBLE AND DON’T BEAT AROUND THE BUSH. CG: I HAVEN'T KNOWN DAVE FOR LONG, BUT WHAT I KNOW ABOUT HIM IS THAT HE’S AS OBLIVIOUS AS A BRICK FUCKING WALL.

AA: so just go for it

CG: YEAH.

AA: thanks for the advice! AA: sorry to cut this conversation short but if i have to do this while im feeling motivated to

-- apocalypseArisen [AA] ceased trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

You figure you should probably leave both Aradia and Dave alone for a while, so you decide to spend some time reading an old romance novel that you’ve had in your collection for years.

You’ve probably read this book a thousand times, and you practically know the words by heart. It’s your favorite one because of the complex quadrant vacillation included in the story, and the romance was much better done than in most romance novels you’ve read.

It was about the main character, Epiciu Goshum, a blue blood who became flushed for a jade blood despite their moirailship with a purple blood. Meanwhile, they also struggled with their moirailship with another blue blood, a morailship that soon dissolved. With the dissolution of the morailship, Epiciu soon finds themself pale for both a yellow blood and a rust blood, feelings that they struggle with because of their status in society.

Oddly enough, it was one of the few troll romances that focused more on red romance than black romance. While there was some black romance and vacillation, the majority of the story had feelings that showcased the complex dimensions of emotions directed towards a singular individual, which might have been part of why this was your favorite story.

Anyway, in the end, Epiciu ends up with both the jade and purple blood in a polyamorous flushed relationship, which was something that sounded like a bad idea, but the sequels to the book showed that it ended up being perfectly healthy.

As for their pale interests, they ended up only becoming moirails with the yellow blood, but they did become very good friends with the rust blood, and they ended up becoming an activist for blood color equality.

While there were sequels to the book focusing more on the actual relationships the protagonist was in, something you appreciated because of the way most romance novels ended when the protagonist and the love interest got together, the first book had always been your favorite.

You get maybe a quarter way through the book before you find that someone has started trolling you.

At first, you thought it was going to be Aradia messaging you back about how asking out Dave went, but, to your surprise, it ended up being Sollux.

-- twinArmageddons [TA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

TA: KK TA: ii need two a2k you 2omethiing

CG: WHAT IS IT?

TA: ok 2o dont freak out but iim planniing on proposiing to AA

CG: WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, HOLD UP CG: YOU’RE GOING TO FUCKING PROPOSE? CG: HOW LONG HAVE THE TWO OF YOU BEEN DATING?

TA: KK ii told you not to freak out TA: but yeah iim goiing to propose TA: ii’ve programmed a viideo game about fiindiing artiifacts and 2tuff for her TA: and the fiinal level has the fo22iil2 2pelliing out that ii want two marry her

CG: THAT’S ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE, AND I’M REALLY HAPPY FOR YOU. CG: HOWEVER, AT THE SAME TIME, I’M PISSED THAT YOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU WERE DATING HER SOONER CG: I LITERALLY LEARNED YOU WERE DATING HER TODAY FROM HER CG: AND THE ONLY REASON I TALKED TO HER WAS BECAUSE DAVE OF ALL PEOPLE KNEW HER FROM COLLEGE OR WHATEVER CG: AND I HADN’T TALKED TO HER IN FUCKING YEARS

TA: wow ii’m 2urprii2ed you only u2ed one cur2e word

CG: OKAY, WOW. CG: FUCK YOU.

TA: ii thought you in2ult2 were more creatiive than that, a22hole

CG: MY INSULTS ARE PLENTY CREATIVE, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. CG: I JUST DIDN’T FEEL LIKE WASTING MY CREATIVITY ON YOU.

TA: ii’m hurt KK ii really am

CG: SUCK IT UP

TA: anyway ii need 2omeone two te2t my game out who i2n’t me two tell me iif there are any bug2 or whatever that iive overlooked

CG: I’LL NEED TO KNOW TWO THINGS BEFORE I AGREE TO THIS: HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN DATING ARADIA, AND HOW LONG WILL THE GAME TAKE TO PLAY?

TA: we’ve been datiing for a few year2 and the game wiill probably take about an hour or two dependiing on how much you take your tiime

CG: ALSO, IS THERE ANY PARTICULAR REASON THAT YOU’RE CHOOSING ME OF ALL PEOPLE TO REVIEW THE GAME?

TA: ii don’t really talk to many other people and you’re the 2uppo2ed “kiing of romance”

CG: ALRIGHT, I’LL PLAY THE GAME. CG: SEND ME THE LINK OR WHATEVER YOU NEED TO SEND ME IN ORDER TO TEST THE GAME.

TA: yeah here you go TA: (link to game) TA: tell me any problem2 you miight have

CG: WILL DO.

TA: thank2

-- twinArmageddons [TA] ceased trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

You click on the link to the game, trusting that Sollux didn’t just send you a virus and began playing.

It was actually a pretty well-made game with Aradia shown as the sprite, and each time you found a fossil, a message box popped up talking about what a great job you did. All of the messages talked about how much Sollux loved Aradia, and it was honestly sickeningly sweet.

It really only took you an hour to play, and the final ending honestly made you tear up with how open and honest Sollux ended up being in his proposal, and you immediately messaged him the moment you finished the game.

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling twinArmageddons [TA] --

CG: SHE’S GOING TO FUCKING LOVE IT. CG: SHIT, FUCK, I’M CRYING. CG: YOU BETTER INVITE ME TO THE WEDDING, ASSHOLE.

TA: 2o no bug2 found?

CG: NO, IT WAS PERFECT, AND I DIDN’T KNOW YOU COULD BE THAT SAPPY AND ROMANTIC.

TA: yeah yeah shut up there2 no need to announce iit two the world

CG: THAT’S LITERALLY WHAT MARRYING SOMEONE IS FOR, BUT OKAY.

TA: iim goiing to do a few more ediits before 2endiing iit two her but iim defiiniitely doiing iit 2oon

CG: I’M JUST SO HAPPY FOR YOU. CG: LIKE HOLY SHIT; I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE GETTING MARRIED!

TA: diid you ju2t u2e a 2emiicolon

CG: I DON’T NEED YOUR JUDGEMENT FOR WHAT KIND OF PUNCTUATION I USE. CG: IT’S NOT MY FAULT THAT YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO USE A SEMICOLON.

TA: ii know how to u2e a 2emiicolon but iim not enough of a nerd to u2e them

CG: YOU LITERALLY DESIGNED A VIDEO GAME TO PROPOSE TO YOUR GIRLFRIEND. CG: YOU ARE JUST AS MUCH OF A NERD AS I AM.

TA: yeah but ii’m a cool nerd

CG: DON’T THINK I WON’T FIGHT YOU!!!

TA: aha good luck wiith that

-- twinArmageddons [TA] ceased trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

CG: HEY! CG: GET BACK HERE SO I CAN FIGHT YOU!!!

But Sollux was gone. Whatever. You didn’t really care as long of you were invited to the wedding. You would probably actually fight Sollux if he didn’t invite you because that would be a real dick move.

You may or may not be salty about the one time someone didn’t invite you to their wedding. But you wouldn’t name names.

You get back to your book, and you actually get pretty far before being trolled again. This time, it was Aradia.

-- apocalypseArisen [AA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

AA: karkat! AA: thanks for your advice!!!

CG: ARE YOU MOIRAILS WITH DAVE NOW?

AA: yeah!!!

CG: I’M SUPER HAPPY FOR YOU!!!

AA: yeah im glad we got that sorted out AA: it took a while to iron out the details and stuff but weve basically established our moirailship AA: but yeah you were right i did have to be very blunt AA: which i should have maybe known since ive known him for longer but you know what they say AA: hindsight is twenty twenty

CG: THAT’S A REALLY WEIRD PHRASE.

AA: it is AA: i wonder where it came from AA: … AA: hindsight means thinking about things after theyve happened and twenty twenty refers to perfect eyesight AA: which in hindsight makes it pretty obvious

CG: A LITTLE BIT, YEAH.

AA: well i should get going! AA: i need to pack for the next trip im going on!

CG: GOOD LUCK! CG: I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD TIME.

AA: i always do! AA: ill be sure to troll you when i can

-- apocalypseArisen [AA] ceased trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

TG: holy shit karkat youll never guess what just happened

CG: I’M GOING TO GUESS THAT YOU BECAME OFFICIAL MOIRAILS WITH ARADIA.

TG: shit howd you know TG: did ara already tell you TG: you already had a sick ass convo with her

CG: I HAVE.

TG: awesome TG: well i was just here to drop the news on your fine ass TG: i mean TG: you know what TG: fuck it TG: you do have a nice ass but forget i said that TG: i was here to give you the official dave strider seal that ara and i are now rails but i guess youve already got a hold of that sweet info so im gonna ollie out of here k TG: got others to bless this information with TG: dont be stranger

CG: I WOULD NEVER DREAM OF IT.

TG: awesome cool right message you later karkat bro

-- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

You basically spend the rest of the day reading your favorite series. Thank god for days off.

#davekat #arasol #aradave #homestuck #karkat vantas #dave strider #aradia megido #sollux captor #rose lalonde #rosemary #pesterlogs

[friendlyunclej]

From Scarab to Sand Lord

Prologue

     Like every other Half-Elf, I wasn’t born in Serhya. I came over on a damn boat as their only cabin boy. My mother tried to receive safe passage for me and her after our home became too dangerous for us to stay in. The asshole High Elf Quartermaster killed her and tossed her overboard while I was looking over a book she told me to read. Before I could look up, he had me in shackles and tossed me in a jail cell in the brig. When the ship’s Dwarven captain came back, he didn’t enjoy the Quartermaster’s company and attitude anymore so he smashed his head to pieces against my cell door. He unshackled me and had me working to pay for my passage from Tyriok to Zealor. Honestly, it was probably the best thing to happen to me.      It was about a three month trip across the Solemn Sea. Within the first week, I had my first taste of rum. By the end of the first month, I out drank everybody on the ship while the captain pat me on the back with a proud laugh. By the end of the second month, the captain made me his First Mate, but it didn’t change anything important. Once the third month came to an end and the dock was in sight, the captain offered to make me the new Quartermaster, despite me only being eleven years old at that point. I probably would have said yes if I hadn’t seen how beautiful the women were in Serhya.      Seeing my interest in the soft bodies which always seemed to be on display in Zealor, the captain took me to his brother, who ran a pretty decent brothel at the time. He dropped me off with him and I went through the same thing I did on the boat. When I wasn’t working, I was travelling the streets of Zealor, surrounded by so much color and life that I couldn’t help but be in awe from it. Each day I was there, something new came from nowhere it seemed like. What I loved the most was that I never felt alone, despite having no real family. At least, I felt like I didn’t have any real family until a few days after my fifteenth birthday when I met a red-headed smooth talker named Ronan who was about half my age and double as confident. He was part of a nomad tribe so he wasn’t always around, but, when he was, we’d turn the entire city into a playground. My ass got in more trouble than I ever thought I would be able to get into with Ronan around, and we both had huge smiles on our faces whenever we did. I was even sent to travel with his family a few times to transport goods between the city and some neighboring villages or trading posts. We were practically brothers by the time he told me about his tribe’s “Nightingale Trial” for something called “The Solovey”. It almost broke my heart when he told me that he might not live through it and that I shouldn’t come looking for him if it turns out that way. I didn’t see him for a good number of years because of it.      During those years he was gone, I became owner of the brothel once the old man passed away. Before you get any ideas, he officially signed it over to me in his will. His son was pissed that his father felt like I had been more of a son than he had, so he ran his own brothel out of spite. Believe it or not, I was about nineteen at the time and I still hadn’t been with anyone. In a few years, I turned the brothel into the greatest sin bin in Zealor history and I never partook in my own merchandise. It wasn’t until my boy, Ronan, came back that I mustered up the courage for some strange.

The Old Serhyan Adage

     There’s an old saying in Serhya; “There is nothing we do which we don’t want to.” I heard that for the first time during the first year as the brothel’s owner. A female Dragonborn who came to me, wanting to be part of my house, told me that when I asked why she would leave a comfortable home in the marshlands to pleasure the highest bidder in Zealor almost every night. I had her working the next night and caught a smile on her face that grew wider with each client. When my brother, Ronan, came back and let all of my workers know that I still hadn’t got laid, I shouldn’t have been surprised when she was the most eager to show me a good time. I’ll be honest, I never saw myself getting with a Dragonborn, but I got to say that that was the best damn night of my life. Well...maybe a very close second.      After a little over six long years, I had my brother back. Despite being older, stronger, missing an eye and carrying a massive hammer which should have broke his back in two, it was still the same Ronan as before. He told me that he was in some sort of magical coma that somehow kept his body alive, well, and healthy. So healthy, in fact, that he wanted to make up for as much lost time as possible. His jaw dropped when he heard about my rise to fame as the brothel’s new owner and I was more than happy to help my boy out. Unfortunately, I forgot to tell him about the importance of pulling out.      For almost an entire week, he went from girl to girl in my house, tasting everything I had available. I told all of my workers not to ask for payment, and they were more than happy with not getting paid. Laying with the wielder of the Solovey was more than enough payment for all of them. The fact that he was more handsome than half the guys in the city helped pay for it as well. However, he always paid up front, despite many insisting that he didn’t need to. Just from that, he gained the respect of my entire house quicker than snake venom. Unfortunately, one of them decided that she wanted the fame of mothering the child of the Solovey’s wielder instead of just laying with him for a single night. It’s been nine years since Najka was born and none of us know if she’s actually Ronan’s or not. Ronan would give up the world for her either way.      After giving birth to Najka, Selise, her mother, decided to keep her from him for about a year or so. As a whore in a brothel, she knew she didn’t want to raise her in a place like this, so she told Ronan about her and he jumped at the chance of being a father. He raised her as best as any father could for almost a decade. I had the great honor of being her “Uncle Pho” and godfather. Whenever he had business in town, I’d turn my house into a sort of a daycare for her. She didn’t fully grasp what was actually happening here until she got older anyway. She just thought that everyone liked to wrestle and scream with each other for no reason.      When she turned nine, Ronan did something I would have never expected. We were walking around Zealor together when he told me his plans.

     “Wait, you’re leaving?” I asked, dumbfounded.

     With a sigh, Ronan responded, “Yup, grabbing a boat to Kalldor in a few minutes. I have to. There’s something I need to do and I can’t bring her along.”

     I placed my hand on his shoulder and said, “Well, I’ll check in on her whenever she comes to the city. I got work on my Oasis soon, which is near your tribe’s walking pattern so I could join them for a mile or two. She ain’t staying in the house, though.”

     “I know,” he stated, “I already told her about everything. Well, everything I felt she needed to hear, at least.”

     “What should I do if she asks about when you’ll be back?” I asked, worried about what she’d want to do.

     “I bought a pair of Sending Stones and I’m leaving one with her,” he told me, still staring at the docks, “If she ever gets too lonely, she can send me a message on that.”

     I chuckled a bit before saying, “Look at you, Ro! Pining for that ‘Responsible Father’ title, I see!”

     He chuckled before taking a deep breath. He continued, “Pho, I know you got other plans, but-”

     “Say no more,” I interrupted, “I’ll keep track of her as if she was the most precious emerald in Serhya.”

     “She is, Pho,” he responded, sternly, “She is.”

     I glanced over and saw him with a look serious enough to make a war general back down. I smirked a bit, seeing my best friend more responsible and concerned than I ever thought he was capable of.

     I put him in a headlock as I teased him, saying, “Hey, you get any more serious, I’m going to have to tell the girls at the brothel to hide their smiles whenever you come around.”

     Cracking up, he responded with, “You better tell the guys, too. I pretended to flirt with a Half-Orc and I swear he blushed at me.”

     Putting up my fingers, I playfully said, “ ‘Pretended?’ I could’ve sworn you were serious with half the guys in my house! Even me, that one time.”

     “Who said that I wasn’t?” he said with a straight voice.

     I released his head as we both erupted into laughter. We laughed so hard that my eyes started to water. I wiped away a tear as I said, “You stay safe, you hear me? I’d rather not cross the Solemn Sea to collect your handsome corpse, ‘Nightingale’.”

     “You have some courage while I’m gone, alright?” he spouted back, stone faced.

     I nervously chuckled as I asked, “Courage with what?”

     “With that Halfling woman you fast-tracked up the ladder,” he said with full confidence. “She joined your house less than a few months ago and you already have her pined as your replacement while you start that...uh...”

     “Oasis,” I reminded him.

     “Oasis! That’s what it was,” he shot back at me, “But, seriously, I gave you a niece. I’d like to have one as well, brother.”

     “Pfft! Me and that Haifling? Whaaaaaaat? Nothing’s happening there,” I shakily retorted.

     “You truly are a shit liar, Pho,” he said, laughing a bit.

     I paused and looked down at my hands for a second. I sighed as I said, “Yeah, you always could see through my bullshit, Ro. Unfortunately, what ain’t bullshit is that ship of yours that’s taking off in about ten minutes.”

     We both stood up and took a deep breath before drawing each other in for a hug.

     He whispered to me, “Thanks for being my brother.”

     I whispered back, “Thanks for not dying to that thing on your back.”

     I slapped him on the back of his neck as I said, “Now, move, fool! The ship’s dropping its sails.”

     He rushed off and caught the ship just before the wind carried it off, shaking hands with a purple-skinned Tiefling. Najka, who had been searching for us for a little bit, caught up and dashed right past me. She ran all the way to the end of the dock and almost fell off into the water as she waved goodbye to her father. I walked her back and asked about where she got a stuffed doll of an odd-looking mastiff that seemed to be wrinkly with a slightly squished face. She told me that some old lady said that it’s a special breed of dog which hasn’t been seen in decades. We continued to talk about it until I returned her to her grandparents.

Epilogue

     It’s been a few months since Ronan left for Kalldor and life’s been pretty good. My Oasis is damn near ready to be home to a sizable village’s worth of people. I kept its name simple because I wanted it to be known not just as an oasis, but as “The Oasis”. Damn near all of Serhya lives under a government that chooses its highest according to wealth. As the previous owner of the greatest brothel in Zealor history, I had become a Lord of the Sands and I felt the need to make my own town since Zealor’s technically ruled by a kid. I should have told Zita that before leaving her the brothel.      I made the right move placing my Halfling girl in charge of the brothel. She’s made more money keeping everyone happy, healthy, and safe than she ever did telling guys to either get it up or shut up when some clients only wanted a shoulder to cry on. I visit her whenever I return to the city. I check in on the brothel and she always finds a way to make me stay an extra night or two.      Najka’s been happy and Selise is starting to try to develop a relationship with her, now that she’s a barmaid instead of a member of my house. Najka wants to see her dad again and she always asks if I’ve seen him when I check in on her. She seems to always get sadder when I tell her that I haven’t. I always change the subject to keep her spirits high, and she told me that she met “Auntie” when she and her grandfather went to the brothel asking for me once. She said that she was sweet to her and that it was fun talking to someone the same height as her. I smiled wider than I thought when I heard that.      The only thing that worries me is that there seems to be some scary reports coming from all across Serhya. I’ve heard some travelers speak of a monster in the bogs on the west coast that spit acid. Others have talked about seeing activity at ruins we all thought were uninhabited for years. The worse I’ve heard of is the pyramids. Of all the awful legends I’ve heard of in regards to the history of Serhya, the absolute worst have been surrounded the pyramids. I’m sure it’s nothing, but paranoia stems from caution according to my old ship captain and, right now, I’m more paranoid than a Drow running from the Underdark.      Even if some issues do come, it doesn’t matter too much. I’m not the same Scarab that crawled off of a ship. I’m a Sand Lord now and I’ll be damned if anyone’s taking that from me. The only thing that does matter is if I can keep my family from being caught in the crossfire.

#dnd #npc #short story #tales of baicia #half elf #Pho Dhizzle #Najka Aijo #Ronan Aijo #Zita

[redrobin-detective]

Zuko and Azula's Relationship

Unpopular opinion: most people agree that Azula's downfall began with the betrayal of Mai and Ty Lee but I'm going to stand here and say it really started with the betrayal of Zuko during The Day of Black Sun.

Zuko and Azula have always had a bit of a troubled relationship but we see in Zuko Alone that they did get along somewhat as children. I don't see Azula as being someone who's needlessly cruel, ok maybe under the right circumstances, but she is someone who is willing to be cruel with reason. Have you ever been in a situation where you idolized someone and, once you got to know them better, you realized they were a disappointment? I bet that was the beginning of the breakdown of young Azula and Zuko's relationship. Young Azula would have loved her doting, attentive big brother but as she surpassed him, she began to see he wasn't as great as she'd originally though. Azula probably became bitter at Zuko for not being the excellent big brother she'd envisioned while, at the same time, building a lot of her self-confidence on being better than Zuko.

So Zuko is banished and Azula is able to disassociate from him so to speak. Out of sight, out of mind. He was a failure of a Prince and brother, she and her father don't need him. 3 years he was just an idiot on a ship looking for the Avatar, I can see her being able to separate Book 1/2 Zuko from the brother she had known and loved (at least a little bit) as a child. It's why her early interactions with Zuko are so strict and formal, she's in control because Zuko is just another problem to be dealt with. With a straight face she can pull out the childhood nicknames because, despite knowing that this is her brother, 3 years is a long time to separate oneself. But then we get to Crossroads of Destiny.

Remember how I said Azula was able to push Zuko aside because he was such a disappointment? Well suddenly he's not anymore. Yes, he's still emotional and wishy washy and she can play him like a fiddle, but fighting alongside her Zuko is fearsome and ferocious and he works pretty good along side Azula. Together, they're able to take out the Avatar and control Ba Sing Se. Now Zuko has proven that he has what it takes to be a Fire Prince; he's ruthless and loyal and strong enough to be allowed to return home. We know Azula talked to Ozai before Zuko's return, I'm 100% certain it's Azula who convinced her father that Zuko was worth keeping despite not 'capturing' the Avatar. Because Zuko has earned a bit of her respect and has redeemed himself in the eyes of their father, she now feels free to rekindle the sibling bond they once had. I'm not saying this was always a healthy bond, Azula having been cultivated into the cunning, relentless Princess we love, but we can see the relationship is important to her in her own way.

Throughout early Book 3 we see the complex give and take of the relationship. Zuko is clearly very conflicted over his choices and his morals which makes him even more temperamental and angry than usual. And we see Azula actively trying to help him through this several times. Because some part of her does love Zuko and she's trying to steer him away from Uncle (treachery) and back towards her and Ozai (strength and loyalty). There are several reasons why Azula likes having him around. One, someone else within the Palace besides Ozai she can interact with must be nice after 3 years alone. Two, Azula clearly gets a kick out of manipulations and Zuko is a barrel full of monkeys in playing right into her head games. Three, again, Azula measures a lot of her esteem by being better than Zuko and by 'helping' him, she can feel superior. And we see Azula's (and Mai's really) efforts do help settle him down during those episodes and they seem decently close, at least from Azula's perspective.

Zuko clearly states he never felt comfortable around Azula during those times, probably too many bad memories from his childhood and Book 2 which is reasonable. I don't want to say Zuko doesn't care exactly but I think it was easier for him to let go of Azula than it would've been for her. And thus the first cracks in Azula's shell begin to show when she hears from Ozai that Zuko has commit treason. Because Azula thought she had Zuko pinned, both in being able to predict him and keep him in his place. She had mocked and threatened him yes, but she's always done that, she also comforted and reassured him. She made an effort to try and please/get along with Zuko and he still left, just like her Mother. Now Azula doesn't know who or what to trust. She put a lot of stock in her ability to intimidate and make people do what she wanted, and yet two people she had loved have left her. This is only exasperated by the Boiling Rock when her two, possibly only, friends chose Zuko over her.

So much of Azula's pride was being better than her brother. She was a better heir, better bender, better at everything. And yet Ursa loved Zuko more, Mai did and Ty Lee took Mai's side. Zuko was supposed to be the failure and yet he thumbed his nose at their father and ran off with the Avatar to help defeat him. Zuko was always predictable and now suddenly he wasn't and it drove her (quite literally) insane. That attack of hers in The Southern Raiders was incredibly half-cocked and sloppy by Azula's standards in every way. But she was angry and emotional and once again Zuko was able to get the better of her. She fought terribly and it almost cost her life, but she had to save herself while Zuko was saved by the Gaang. Zuko always had an easier time making and keeping friends while Azula struggled and that just twists the knife deeper.

I'm wrapping this up now I swear but as we creep closer to Sozin's Comet Azula is really losing her grip on everything. Everyone is betraying her and the straw that broke the camel's back is Ozai's dismissiveness of her skills and place, treating her like another pawn instead of an equal. From there the slippery slope becomes steeper and she falls right down it. By the time Zuko confronts her, she's already half-gone. While Zuko has found himself through hardship and exile and enlightenment; Azula had put faith in her brother to be as pathetic and docile as she remembered. Zuko breaking away from that is what helped start her breakdown, a fundamental part of her life (being better than Zuko) had crumbled leaving the remaining structure unstable and, therefore, she collapsed.

TL:DR- Azula's downfall was first caused by Zuko's betrayal because she'd built a lot of her life around Zuko and Ozai's encouragements that she had to be better than her brother. When Zuko suddenly became worthwhile, she made an effort to be a sister, had cared for Zuko as best she could given her own abusive childhood because she probably did want a sibling who knew and understood her. By betraying the Fire Nation, betraying her, Zuko not only broke out of control which is how she defines relationships but also broke her heart in a way that only Ursa had been able to do. Two family members she'd loved but who called her a monster and left her, that destabilized her a lot. Mai and Ty Lee's betrayal cracked her further and Ozai's thoughtless cruelty led to her complete breakdown.

#Avatar The Last Airbender #Zuko #Azula #Avatar meta #this got waaay too long sorry