#yes he named he crossbow after his sister

[howlingday]

What if Jaune was a Xiao-Long? Does he either inherit Tai’s puns but are actually good, or Summer’s obsession with weapons, specifically swords.

Well, let's talk about the changes that would come with Jaune being born a Xiao Long. I'm assuming that he's Raven and Tai's son and Yang's twin brother, since him being Ruby's twin would potentially give him silver eyes and take away Ruby's role as the innocent and pure soul that she is, since she'd have to share the big hero spotlight.

As a Xiao-Long Branwen, Jaune's eyes would be red, blue, or purple, which is a choice of colors I love. Like, Yang isn't red like her mothers or blue like her fathers, but a lovely mix of purple to show she is both her mother's and her father's child. So Jaune also being born with these would be nice, though him having either Tai's or Raven's colored eyes would be a nice contrast to Yang. Also, fourth option, just putting it on the table so it's there, Jaune being heterochromatic with red and blue eyes. But to be honest, that feels a little too OC for me. Honestly, I'm leaning to Tai eyes since it would give Raven more reason to not stick around.

Jaune would grow up with Yang and help raise Ruby, but I could see him acting more like a brother than a father with her. He plays video games and reads comic books with her, while Yang is acting more as a mother-figure, filling in the space Summer left. I can also see Jaune having a Luigi dynamic to Yang's Mario, with him being the more timid and cautious twin of the two. Like, I'm imagining the three leaving to look for Summer with Jaune making constant whines like "Yaaang, we should go back!"

Now, with Jaune's weapon, let's address the goliath in the room. Crocea Mors? Not a thing. There's no family heirloom for him to take from the wall to attend Beacon. Instead, since he'd attend Signal and Beacon with his sisters, he'd make his own weapons. What weapons? Ooh... That's... Oof... If you're familiar with my Ru-Ja-Gun-Con series, you know that there are A LOT of weapons Jaune could choose and be inspired by. I even hinted at one being a solid choice for me if I had my way, BUT that was Jaune in canon. This is an entirely different Jaune. However, since this Jaune is still, essentially, Jaune, I would still like to keep the Jaune Arc style, so I'll let him keep the sword and shield and say he was inspired by the fairy tale stories he would read to Ruby, and yes, it is the Rusted Knight. However, I'd also like to borrow from the Joan of Arc inspiration and give Jaune something from her arsenal. I'm thinking a sword and shield/sheath that can be turned into a crossbow! But wait, there's more! Since both Ruby and Yang use theirs for combat AND mobility, I'd like to suggest Jaune has a rappelling line/bolt that he can slide on. Neat, right? Now we just need a name... How about... Juniper Rose, named after his favorite character from his favorite fairy tale.

"But what about his semblance?!" The voice in my head cries, mimicking what I think is what you're asking. Well, since he is heading off to Signal and Beacon with his sisters, it would only make sense to have Jaune unlock his aura and his semblance, but instead of coming up with something wild like Juniper Rose, I'd suggest keeping Aura Amp as his semblance BUT obviously have it unlocked sooner. I'm imagining a scenario during training where Ruby or Yang got really hurt, so he rushes over to help them and uses his semblance to quickly heal them.

But yeah, there's my Jaune Xiao-Long for you.

#rwby #rwby au #jaune xiao-long #jaune arc #ruby rose #yang xiao long #my answer #my thoughts

[jynxeddraca]

Hi yes, more Baldur's Gate brainrot. Sorry not sorry.

First of all look at my Tav:

She's adorable yes?

So fun fact I did not at all realize that 'Tav' is the default name given to all custom origin characters. I thought it was randomized and liked it so I kept it. So meet Tav Moonridge y'all!

Tav is a tiefling bard who grew up in the Outer City of Baldur's Gate, lives in the Lower City, basically raised her sister - Temerity Moonridge, and is currently 'on an adventure' that she really didn't want to be on and desperately wants to get back to her sister. I am also picturing her as like 5'2"/157 cm and often described as "willowy" or "reedy".

And now head canons of Tav interacting with the other characters. There are some spoiler-y things ahead.

No one has any idea how or why she ended up leading them, not even Tav. Tav is constantly baffled why anyone listens to her, but accepts it if it means she can talk everyone out of killing each other.

Tav broke Astarion's nose when they met via headbutting him in the face.

Karlach and Tav gossip in Infernal at camp. They never use anyone's names while doing so, but Astarion has a suspicion about which phrase might refer to him. Spoiler, it's Infernal for 'pretty boy' and it absolutely is referring to him.

Tav is a flirt when she's been drinking and kissed Shadowheart (during her first romance scene) and felt awful about it the next morning.

When they found the hat that is located near Alfira, Gale was able to tell it was enchanted but not really sure how. Tav laid claim on it and wears it at night to cover her eyes when she doesn't want Gale to bother her because he doesn't really get social cues and she doesn't want to hurt his feelings by just telling him to leave her alone for a bit. Gale thinks she's doing it because she had a headache or is about to go to bed.

Tav winds down in the evening by using her long tiefling talons nails to essentially fingering out tunes on her lute, without actually plucking the strings, and quietly humming along. She often does this leaning back against a stump or a rock with her eyes closed. She hasn't noticed that the camp tends to get quieter around this time because everyone likes to hear the humming - even if they refuse to admit it. She sometimes does this while wearing the hat.

When Astarion accidentally reveals he's a vampire and Tav ends up offering her neck to him - he ends up concluding that Tav has zero survival instincts. She also jabbed him in the armpit with her thumbnail to keep him from making her a corpse.

Tav fully is aware Astarion's flirting and seducing is him using her - but she thinks he's using sex as a way to secure blood from her willingly rather than his actual plan.

Lae'zel, after having to save Tav's ass one too many times, teaches Tav how to use a sword. Wyll helps out. Everyone learns that Tav is not good with blades and she is informed that she is to stick near Astarion and snipe using her crossbow.

Halsin can pick Tav up one handed and has done so to keep her from rushing into potential trouble without a plan. Tav deeply dislikes when he does this and Shadowheart has compared her acidic looks to him to a disgruntled cat. Karlach calls this 'air jail'.

Karlach will also put Tav in 'air jail' from time to time after her heart gets fixed. Astarion nearly doubled over laughing at Tav's betrayed expression when it first happened.

Astarion constantly thinks Tav has some ulterior motive for letting him drink her blood that she is really good at hiding. He eventually begrudgingly accepts that she doesn't.

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #Yeah #brainrot #Astarion #Karlach #Lae'zel #Shadowheart #Halsin #Tav #tiefling Tav #bard #Still can't play #so my brain does the thing

[bluesdesk]

Wars headcanons because it's a trend now??

He and Linkle are siblings, Wars is about 6 years older than her! They don't have other siblings.

He's a descendant of Twilight! They're distant relatives so Wars doesn't really recognize or know him! This headcanon comes from the fact Wars and Artemis/Athena are based on Twilight and Dusk the most, so yes Athena is a descendant of Dusk. Also I ship TP Zelink so theoretically Wars and Athena would be both descendants of Twi and Dusk and sk be distant relatives, but too distant to be considered family at all.

Wars was born in the countryside. A rural town was built around a well known ranch some time after Twilight’s adventure. And when Wars is a kid the ranch is inhabited by his grandmother, while he lives in a nearby house.

So, story time! His parents looked like good and respectable people. They didn't know much about swords, but the grandmother was secretly able with crossbows. When the first kid of the couple was born, they noticed the triforce mark and went crazy. They named him Link because he was going to be a hero, they began to spoil him, accommodate every whim, give him gifts like every day. The grandma pointed out it wasn’t good or healthy for him but the parents didn't listen. As soon as he could run without losing balance, the situation changed and even if he was still treated as the purest angel who couldn't be corrected or scolded (he couldn't do anything worng because he had the triforce, they believed), he began his sword training, that took hours every day and was exhausting. When he was 6 he got a sister, but apparently she didn't have a triforce mark on her hand. The parents were too focused on their Link and didn't bother to find a better name for her, they named her Linkle. While she was still loved, the parents treated the kids way differently. Linkle didn't get gifts every day, she didn't get training from a young age, she could make mistakes and get scolded (even when it was clearly Wars's fault). And mostly, the two kids couldn't spend time together the most of the times because Wars was often too tired to do anything other than sleeping after the training. The grandma couldn't stand that and decided to bring Linkle to her house/ranch and raise her by herself. She also taught her to use crossbows. She and Wars didn't meet again for years. In his teens Wars is sent to Hyrule Town to continue his training, it's hard for him at first because he was treated really differently at home. After being scolded too many times for acting superior, he learns modesty and teamwork. Then, when Wars is 21 and Linkle is 15, HW happens and they meet again. They're both heroes and they live at the castle. Their parents died in a fire some years before, and the grandma died shortly before HW.

Speaking of Linkle, she's the bearer of the rriforce if power. She didn't have it during HW because it was trapped in Ganondorf's spirit. After HW the triforce piece went back to the Sacred Realm but the day after it was already with Linkle.

Wars's hair is probably a darker shade of blonde, but he dyed it lighter. Why? Because Artemis/Athena is naturally a brunette like Dusk but chose to dye her hair blonde, and Wars tried her dye too!

Wars learned the scarf isn't really part of the tunic of the hero, and most likely a gift from his Zelda. That's one of the main reasons he's almost always wearing it, like Sky with his sailcloth!

Linkle will eventually teach him how to handle cuccos, he and Sky will be the "heroes with a long cape thing and the ability to hold cuccos"

Wind reminds him of his sister, he's 14 and Linkle is 16 during LU, their behaviors are kinda similar!

Yes his or Linkle's descendants will take care of the ranch in the future, one of these people is Makimi!

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #zelda #the legend of zelda #hyrule warriors #lu warriors #lu wars #linkle #lu linkle #lu artemis #lu athena

[gwenmontrose]

Of Crossbows and Lawyers

@jilymicrofics February Prompt List | No. 8: Uncertainty

Words: 1.6k

First time writing in English, so I really hope it's decent! Inspired by one of my favourite scenes of one of my favourite tv series, Fleabag 💕

Lily Evans never had problems with the law during the first twenty-eight years of her life.

On the contrary, everyone who knew her would describe her as the model citizen. No speed tickets, no minor thefts, not even a single fine for a book returned late to the local library.

Nothing.

Even her appearance was one of a sensible, intelligent young woman, polite and well-mannered, with that kind of innate beauty that made people in the streets turn around to look at her.

She was, in her words, completely and utterly ordinary.

So, it was with a little bit of a shock that she found herself – at the ripe age of twenty-eight and two days – walking down the corridor of a posh London law firm, in her best suit, desperately trying to keep up with the marching pace of her sister, and just a few moments away from meeting her brand-new solicitor for the first time.

It was even more shocking that Petunia, of all people, was the one helping her out of the legal mess she found herself in, but life had taken a very unexpected turn just a few days before, so Lily had wisely decided to accept any given hand and not to question her neurotic older sister.

Besides, it wasn’t as if Petunia had decided to help her out of pure goodness of heart, or in the name of sisterly affection. When she had found out that Lily had been arrested during a peaceful march for women’s rights, which had unfortunately turned into an out-of-control riot, she had been positively horrified.

«Just think of what this could mean for Vernon’s imminent promotion!» she had hissed on the phone when Lily had called her, as if her precious’ husband’s boss could care less about his sister-in-law’s misdeeds. «We have to clean up your reputation quickly, before anyone else comes to know about this. You need the best defence attorney we can get»

She hadn’t even wanted to listen to Lily’s explanation.

«I don’t care if you were wrongly mistaken for the person who actually broke that window with a homemade crossbow» she had said, almost growling. «I just want to fucking erase your criminal record and be done with this nonsense»

Petunia had probably cursed only three other times in her entire life. Lily had been so stunned that she forgot how to speak for a good twenty minutes.

Therefore, Lily found herself in a truly surreal situation, but maybe this time her sister’s love for order and propriety was going to be her salvation, instead of a constant pain in the ass.

As they were approaching the attorney’s office, Petunia started to rattle off a long and interminable list of dos and don’ts and basic rules of what she defined as “civil interaction”, adding here and there sparse information about the man who was going to represent her.

«He’s on top of his game» she said, stiffly, marching with unexpected sureness down the corridor. «Maybe a bit too young, but he managed to pull Dave Thomas out of a very, very tight corner last year»

«Wasn’t Dave Thomas the one who broke into his ex-wife’s house to steal her –»

«Yes, Lily, and we don’t talk about this in public, please. He was Vernon’s groomsman at our wedding» Petunia levelled her with an icy stare and then went on. «Now, I hear this lawyer has the best success rate of his firm and he agreed to take your case because he’s apparently a feminist» Her mouth twisted in a strange grimace as she said the word. «Or something like that»

«It appears he still has a little bit of integrity left after defending Dave Thomas» muttered Lily. «Good for him»

«I’ve already filled him with the basics» Petunia ploughed on, ignoring her comment. «Just be serious, will you?»

«I’ll do my best»

«And do whatever he says»

«What if he asks me to –»

«And don’t flirt with him»

Lily was so taken aback that she almost burst out laughing. She rearranged her face in the most disbelieving expression she could manage, as if she were extremely offended by Petunia’s admonition, and scoffed: «I’m not going to f –»

Then the door of the office in front of them opened abruptly and the most gorgeous man Lily had ever seen appeared behind it.

«– fucking hell, okay» she concluded in a whisper.

He was tall, dark, handsome in a very effortless way, with warm hazel eyes behind stylish glasses and a stupid, infectious grin dancing on perfect full lips. He was wearing what was with all probability a tailored black suit, for it seemed almost stitched on his lean and athletic body, and he carried himself with that type of self-confidence that could only belong to a person who didn’t know the feeling of uncertainty.

Lily had always thought lawyers were kind of sexy, but she had never seen such a fine specimen and for a moment she almost felt grateful for the absurd situation that had led her to meet him.

Then she remembered she was going to be taken to trial for vandalism and private property damage and her enthusiasm dimmed a little bit.  

«Right on time!» he said, almost jovially, as if he hadn’t just flipped Lily’s world upside down. «Miss and Mrs Dursley, I assume?»

«Miss Evans» Petunia hastily corrected him. «She’s my sister. I’ve taken my husband’s last name»

The exquisite man in front of them smiled kindly – Lily noted that a dimple appeared on his left cheek when he did that – and then hold out his hand to her.

She shook it weakly.

«I’m James Potter» he said.

Even his name was attractive, for fuck’s sake.

«And I suppose you are the dangerous criminal who smashed open a shop window during a very illegal and reprehensible revolt against the status quo» he continued. «How disappointing of you»

Lily blinked.

«I’m joking!» he exclaimed, after a beat. Then he smiled, almost in a mischievous way. «My mother was at the march, too, you know?»

«What?!» Lily and Petunia gasped, the former with incredulous surprise, the latter with clear distaste.

«Oh, yes» he confirmed to both, proudly, before turning again his attention back to Lily. «But I dare say she was a little bit more fortunate than you, since she managed to hail a taxi and come home before everything went south»

«Lucky her» mumbled Lily.

«I must say, though, I’m very curious about the whole homemade crossbow affair» he went on. His eyes, which were sparkling with mirth, searched her in a way that made her feel strangely seen. «I know you don’t just judge a book from its cover, but you don’t seem the type to assemble Medieval weapons in her basement as a hobby»

«Usually I prefer something more traditional as reading a book on a park bench, but sometimes I like to change, you know, to liven up my life» Lily immediately said, forgetting everything about her predicament and her sister’s rules and not flirting with one’s lawyer.

«I think it’s a wonderful way to do so» James agreed. «Even if it occasionally lands you in the local prison»

«It was just a police station»

«My bad, miss Evans» he said, before smiling again. «Apologies»

«So» Petunia interjected, stiffly, before Lily could open her mouth, interrupting their conversation with the timing of a huge pimple on the day of an important date. «I see you hit it off wonderfully»

If James heard the razor-sharp quality of her voice, he didn’t seem to be put off by it.

«I think we’ll get along fine» he commented.

She really needed to stop thinking about him in very different and spicier scenarios.

«Yeah» she said weakly, trying to ignore the “don’t fuck your lawyer” look that Petunia was furiously sending her. As if she could afford to risk her dignity and pristine criminal record just for the thrill to sleep with her attorney. Even if he was something akin to a model. «You can go, Petunia. I’ll manage on my own from here»

Petunia scrunched her nose in a very irritated way, but didn’t dare to argue with her in front of a relative stranger. So, after giving her a stern and reproachful look, she hitched her bag to her shoulder and said a polite and detached goodbye to James.

«I’ll see you later» she said to her and, with a last warning stare, she went off in the opposite direction, disappearing down the long corridor and finally leaving them alone.

For a moment, they both remained silent.

Then James chuckled, almost to himself, and took a step back into his office.

«Shall we get started?» he said, beckoning her to follow him inside. «I’d hate for you to go to prison, miss Evans»

«I really hope you’re good at what you do, because I have no plans to do so in the immediate future» she replied, honestly, and then, feeling strangely bold now that her sister wasn’t there, she added: «You can call me Lily, by the way»

«I don’t think it’s proper for me to be on a first-name basis with my clients» James argued, but his voice was teasing. He sat behind a large mahogany desk that probably was worth a small fortune and invited her to take a seat in front of him. «But maybe I can make an exception for you. Lily»

Lily laughed and shook her head.

When she woke up that morning, she didn’t think that at the end of the day she would find herself in much more trouble than she already was, but it seemed like it was totally going in that direction.

And she certainly wasn’t going to complain about it.

#jily #<2k #jily microfic #james potter #lily evans #muggle au

[inatafortuna]

Renuions

Merle Dixon/OC When the world went to shit, a woman and her daughter ended up in a tank with a guy, in the middle of Atlanta. When a nearby group helps them, they meet someone they never thought to see again.

Months. She, and her daughter have been on their own since the outbreak. Her husband went on a hunting trip with his brother, and she went to visit her own sister with their daughter when the world went shit.

Then her sister died. A horde came, and everything happened so fast, and her sister was gone. Grieving? There was no time for grieving, even when all what she wanted to do was crying. Bonnie was a tough woman, so she pulled herself together. Her daughter was still alive, and they needed each other more than ever now.

Her husband taught her to hunt years ago. Oh, at first she always begged him to let her go with them, when they went hunting for a weekend and after a while, her husband gave in. Over the years, Bonnie kept getting better, and now she was thankful for what she had learned. It meant she and her daughter don't starve. But every now and then they needed other supplies. That's how they ended up in this mess, with a guy in a tank, in the middle of Atlanta.

"Ya know, we in this mess, because you started shooting, Rambo."

"I'm sorry." Bonnie sighed, the guy seemed like he really meant it, but he was still an idiot. Well, her daughter had to think the same thing.

"They attracted to the noise, ya don't know nothing?" Skyler was fourteen years old, with a big attitude, just like her mom and dad, but was just as skilled for this new world. Rambo wanted to say something when the radio in the tank started to beeping.

"Hey, are you guys still alive in there?" They looked at each other, then Rambo grabbed the radio.

"Yes, we are alive! You can see us?"

"Yeah, I can see you. You're surrounded by walkers. That's the bad news."

"There's good news?"

"No. Oh man, you guys should see it from over here. You'd been having a major freak-out." Bonnie grunted, she had enough, and take the radio.

"Listen, while you and Rambo here having a nice chit-chat, I wanna stay alive, so any advice?"

"Make a run for it. It sounds crazy, but listen. There's one geek still up on the tank, but the others climbed down and joined the feeding frenzy where the horse went down. The street on the other side of the tank is less crowded. Got ammo?"

"Me and my daughter had two guns, a crossbow, and some knives. Rambo here has a beretta with one clip."

"Jump off the right side of the tank, keep going in that direction. There's an alley up the street, maybe 50 yards, be there. Good luck."

"Well, shit." She wiped her forehead looking at Rambo and Skyler.

"We try, right, ma'?"

"Hell yeah. C'mere sweetie." Bonnie hugged her daughter, then glanced at Rambo. "What's your name?"

"Rick. Yours?"

"Bonnie, and my daughter Skyler. But I going to call ya' Rambo." For the first time, Rick smiled.

"If we can make out of here alive, you can call me whatever you want."

"Deal." And with that, they opened the tank and then run. Boonie shot the geek on the tank, and Rick with Sky the rest. They managed to reach the alley and run into an Asian guy.

"Whoa, not dead! Come on, come on!" They followed the guy, up on the fire escape, through the building. When they were inside, a blonde woman held a gun in Rick's face.

"We are all dead, because of you!"

"Andrea, back off!" Someone of the group shouted, but she has not lowered her gun. Bonnie grabbed her hand, and took her gun.

"Hey, Blondie, next time ya' wanna hold a gun on someone, maybe take the safety off." The woman's expression turned a little embarrassed, but still angry.

"Give it back."

"Why, you can't even know how to use it."

"Ma', don't be an asshole." Bonnie snorted at her daughter's comment.

"Even you know how to use a gun, and ya' just fourteen." She then glanced back at Blondie, then sighed, giving her gun back. "Here."

"Thanks." Andrea said, and Bonnie just nodded. "By the way, I'm Andrea, not Blondie."

"Sure thing, Blondie."

"She calls me Rambo." Rick chuckled, then turned to the Asian guy. "What's your name? You saved our ass outside."

"Glenn. The others are Morales, Jacqui, and T-Dog."

"I'm Rick Grimes. And she's Bonnie and her daughter Skyler."

"Yo. We were on a supply run, just like you guys, when Rambo here rang the dining bell. We're trapped in the tank, but Glenn here saved the day." That's when they hear a shot, then another from the roof.

"Oh, no, is that Dixon?" Andrea said, and Bonnie's heart stopped for a moment, looking instantly at Sky. Dixon? Could be...?

"What's that maniac doing? Come on, let's go!" Glenn said, and everyone went to the roof.

"Dixon, are you crazy?!" Morales shouted.

"Hey, You oughta be more polite to a man with a gun! Only common sense." She just stood there, frozen on her spot, and stared at the man she thought she would never see again.

"Holy shit... Merle?" Hearing his name caught him off guard and looking at her direction, his eyes widened, lowering his rifle.

"Bon?" She sobbed and started to run toward Merle almost tipping him, and throw her hands around his neck. He hugged her back tightly. not believing this is really happening. He started stroking her brown curls. "C'mon sugah', ya' never been a softie, don't cry."

"Shut up, asshole." She pulled away just enough to see him smirk. Bonnie always loved that smirk, and she grabbed his head and kissed him.

"Daddy..." At their daughter's voice, they pulled back, and Merle just looked at his girl. The next moment, Sky was in his arms and he kissed the top of her head.

"Hey there, Pumpkin." Skyler was fourteen, but right now she clunged on his dad like a six year old. Bonnie just smiled, almost forgetting they were not alone.

"Um... can someone explain what's going on?" It was Glenn, and looking around she saw that everyone in the group stared at them, especially at Merle.

"He's my husband."

"You're a Dixon?" Andrea's expression was dumbfounded. Nobody wanted to believe that an asshole redneck like Merle Dixon has a wife, let alone a daughter.

"Yup. I have been Bonnie Dixon for seventeen years."

"And ya' still has the nicest ass, babe." Merle grinned, slapping her bottom, and Bonnie returned his grin.

"I know."

"And ya' guys are still gross." Skyler grimaced at her parents, but a playful smile was in the corner of her mouth. But then her expression turned into sad while looking at her dad. "Uncle Daryl?"

"He's in camp, went on hunting." Merle looked at his wife. "Your sister?"

"Tannya is dead. She died at the beginning when a bigger horde came."

" 'am sorry."

"But we're here, nothing can kill a Dixon, but a Dixon, right?" She smiled, and Merle laughed and wrapped one of his hands around her shoulders.

"Yeah." Merle was never a good man, but he was good enough for Bonnie. They lived in the same neighborhood in their entire life, so she knows all of Merle's bullshits and still loves him. They started hooking up in their teens, but never really dating, but at one point, she had enough of Merle's one-night-stand bitches. Then he man up, and started dating her.

When years later he asked to marry him, it was not romantic at all. It was a simple day, and they just fucked - yeah, not just Merle is the only vulgar and pervert in their relationship, - and he simply asked, and Bonnie said yes. Then they had Skyler, and the little girl warped her dad around her finger, but Merle never admitted this to anyone. She was a sweet girl, but with the Dixon's short temper and her mom's attitude.

The group then managed to get out of the building with Rick's plan, so Bonnie started respecting him a tiny bit more, but she still called him Rambo. The camp was in a quarry near a lake. When they arrived, a blonde girl ran for Andrea, looks like she was her sister, and a woman with two kids to Morales. But what surprised Bonnie the most, was when a little boy started running towards Rambo.

"Dad!"

"Carl!" He hugged his son, and then looking at a woman, probably his wife. Skyler hugged her own dad with one hand while smiling at the scene in front of them. Then a man with a rifle also came up to them, apparently a friend of Rambo or something. He seemed to be running the camp. His eyes turned to Merle, then the girl at his side, and to Bonnie.

"Who are they?"

"Fuck off, Walsh, they with me." Merle said with a scowl, putting his hand on Bonnie's waist, but this made him even more distrustful.

" 'm Bonnie Dixon, and she's our daughter, Skyler."

"Now stop pointing a gun in our faces, dumbass." Merle chuckled at her daughter's comment.

"That's 'mah girl." Walsh lowered his rifle, and a lot of people from the camp were stunned by the fact that Merle has a wife and a daughter.

"Well, you're definitely a Dixon, that's for sure." He looked at Skyler, then at Bonnie. "I'm Sahne Walsh."

"Have ya' seen my brother or he's still hunting?"

"He not come back yet." Shane said.

"Daryl gonna shit himself when he sees ya' two." Merle grinned, and Bonnie laughed.

"Yeah, he's the sweet one out of the two of ya'."

"But you still married pa'." Bonnie shot a playful glare at her daughter, then kissed Merle.

"Yup. He's my asshole." Merle slapped her ass for her remark.

"C'mon Bon, ya can take your stuff in my tent." Skyler was happy seeing her parents together and went after them.

"It's so strange... there is a woman who married Merle Dixon willingly." Said Andrea, and the others laughed, but Lori seemed worried.

"And he has a daughter. It's really a good idea to let them sleep with him in the same tent? Who knows what Dixon is capable of?"

"Well, yeah... Dixon is a rude, sexist inbred redneck." It was T-Dog, but Rick stopped the argument.

"He's a man who just got his family back, just like me. And Bonnie and Skyler are good people. They were in trouble because of me, but still helped me. Well, they both called me an idiot, though." Rick chuckled, then continued. "Bonnie was on her own for weeks, she can handle herself, seems she can hunt too. And her daughter is good with a gun."

"The girl is more armed than either of us." Lori said, and then Carl smiled at his dad.

"Her mom has a crossbow, just like Daryl." Rick looked at the others a little confused, so Dale answered.

"Daryl is Merle's brother, he's on a hunt, maybe coming back tomorrow. And I need to agree with Rick here. The girl seemed happy to be with her father." They talked a little more, then everyone went on their own until gathered around the fire at the camp. It was a rare occasion when Dixon joined them, but now with his family. He was sitting on a log, Bonnie in his lap while drinking a beer.

Bonnie took the beer from his hand and drank it in, grinning playfully at him. He snorted softly.

"Why are ya' always stealin' my beer, woman?"

"Because ya' let me every time."

"Cheeky." Merle kissed her neck and Bonnie smirked. She missed her husband and now was happy to be with him again. Someone cleared his throat but neither of them seemed too embarrassed by the fact they were a little too intimate.

"How long have you two been married?" It was Dale, and while he defended Dixon earlier, he still rather looked at Bonnie.

"Seventeen years. We grow up in the same neighborhood, went to the same school, have been friends since we were kids. But this bastard was always a cooky womanizer, so nothing happened between us for a long time before we were married."

"Ya' are just as much a perv like pa'..." Skyler mumbled under her nose.

"Don't be a smartass." Merle said, and Sky stuck her tongue at his dad. The others just looked at them, waiting for Dixon to snap at his daughter, but he just let out a deep laugh. It was still strange, seeing him like that, when he was always sexist towards the other woman at camp. What they don't know, he may say some stupid and rude thing, but Merle Dixon never holds a hand on a woman. Not after growing up with their drunken, abusive father who beat his wife and his sons.

Slowly everyone started talking about something else, and they just sit there in silence, drinking beer, and enjoying each other's company. Soon Merle started kissing her neck again while stroking her waist.

Bonnie closed her eyes for a moment, sighing contently. She missed this, missed his touch, his kisses on her. She then turned around to face Merle, straddled his lap, and grind against his bulge.

Merle's smirk turned smug, he doesn't see or touched her in weeks, and now they cannot keep their hands off each other. He stood up still holding his wife, and Bonnie warped her legs around his waist. They went to their tent, Merle planned to ravish her.

"Hey, guys, ya' have an extra tent or something where I can sleep?" Skyler said and Andrea raised her eyebrow.

"Why, you don't wanna sleep with your parents?"

"Hell no! They not going to sleep." When the others looked at her a little confused, she grunted. "God, they went fucking! I ain't sleeping in the same tent with them, and they don't seen each other in weeks. Yuck."

"Oh!" Andrea turned a little red, and Dale laughed.

"You have a sharp tongue, little miss."

" 'm used to it, my parents are always like that with each other. God, I can't wait to see my uncle, at least I can hang around with him, while my folks busy with each other."

"You close with your uncle?"

"Yeah, he's like my brother. He's quieter than my 'pa, but he's funny."

"We're still talking about the same Daryl?" Dale asked smilingly and Sky grinned.

"Yup. My uncle is a grumpy bastard, but he's not a bad person."

"Looks like you and your family have a temper."

"Well, we are Dixons." She said like that answers everything. Dale just smiled, Skyler was not like the other kids at the camp, she was more mature, more confident. He can see the resamples between Skyler and her father, that's for sure. But she was like her mother in appearance, had the same dark brown curls, just shorter. Her mother, Bonnie seemed a tough woman who can handle herself and a man like Merle Dixon. Dale turned his attention back to Skyler.

"You can sleep in the RV, I have a spare bed. I'm staying up anyway to keep watch."

"Thanks, Hatman." Sky smiled and went to the RV, and Dale just shake his head smiling.

-

In the morning the camp came to life, but Bonnie was in her own bubble. She felt his naked chest against her back, and smiled while turning around.

"Mornin'."

"Best mornin' I had in weeks." Merle said and just looking at his wife. He arched an eyebrow in question when Bonnie started laughing so hard she clasped her hand to her mouth.

"Poor Sky."

"She's a big girl."

"I know, but still. She missed ya, and Daryl too." Her voice went a little quieter. "Me too."

"I missed my girls too." Merle pulled Bonnie closer, kissing her forehead. He had a bad temper, but loved his family fiercely. Bonnie was like a big sister to Daryl since he meet her. Her dad was almost as bad as theirs, but Bonnie's dad died when she was ten, and her ma' was always kind to the Dixon boys when they needed a place to stay when their father got too drunk.

"Ya guys are still naked?" It was Skyler's voice outside of the tent, and Merle grunted in response.

"Fuck off, baby girl." He heard her laughing and he smiled. Little bastard.

"C'mon, it's almost noon, and 'm bored to death."

"Give us ten damn minutes, Sky!" Bonnie yelled annoyed and Merle started laughing too. She smacked his chest. "It's your fault, ya always spoiled her."

"Nah, she's just clingy like her momma."

"Oh, yeah?" She asked as grinning and started hugging her husband a little too hard, but Merle was on top of her in an instant. He kissed her, then get up and started dressing. Bonnie just watched him a little, letting her gaze wander over his muscled body.

"Like what ya see, sugah'?"

"Mhm. Ya still sexy, old man."

"If 'm old, then what are you, woman?" She just laughed then put her clothes on, and put a kiss on Merle's shoulder. They were both in their mid-forties, but they acted like two horny teenagers. When they stepped outside the tent, Skyler face lit up, and was on her dad's side in an instant.

"Finally."

"Give a damn break for your old man, will ya?"

"Nah. I was with 'ma for weeks, if someone needs a break, it's her."

"Thanks, baby girl, ya can annoy your dad."

"C'mon, the Dixon girls against me, and without Daryl it's not fair." He groaned, and Bonnie just laughed.

"Life isn't fair. Have fun." And with that, she left them, she wanted to speak with Rambo Rick.

Some people from the group stared at them, but said nothing. They both ignored the stares and started talking about everything that happened to them in the past few weeks. She then said about Rick's son Carl, and a little girl Sophia, they wanted to invite Skyler to play with them but she found them too childish, too young.

"They are so naive. They want to play around, while I wanna stay alive."

"My tough big girl, just like your 'ma." She grinned up at him, then her eyes sparkled, and took out her gun.

"Look, I still have the gun ya gave me for my birthday. I used it on some geeks."

"Ya have ammo?" He asked.

"Just a few. I try using my knife usually." Merle reached into his cargo pants pocket, and took out a little box, full of bullets, and give it to her.

"Here."

"Thanks, dad." It was when Lori, Rick's wife came into view in front of them, holding a basket of clothes. She looked angry.

"You giving her bullets? You are careless, dangering the camp by giving your daughter a gun, Dixon. You really are just an asshole redneck who should not be raising a child, let alone a girl." He scoffed, but said nothing knowing her daughter too well.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch. I can handle a gun, my 'pa taught me how to use it when I was seven. "She sneered at the elder woman, who stormed away, then turned to her dad. "A bunch of pussys...

"Look at ya, all angry and feisty." Merle grinned, a smug expression on his face. But in truth, he was touched by how her daughter defended him. Officer Friendly's woman was right, he was an asshole.

"Well, I don't care if ya are an asshole, or somethin', you're my dad." She then giggled a little, leaning closer to Merle. "And I kind of like it that my daddy a badass.

"C'mere, you little shit. Love ya." She clinged to her daddy, and smiled.

"Me too."

-

Later that day they heard Carl yelling for his parents, probably a walker, but Bonnie and Merle remained on their spot, half of the camp was already there, no need for more people to fuss around one walker. That's when they heard an all too familiar voice.

"Merle! Get your ugly ass out here! I got us some squirrels! Let's stew 'em up."

"A got something better than squirrels, lil' brother." Daryl turned to his brother, but he doesn't even had a chance to say something when he spotted two familiar faces behind him.

"Uncle Daryl!" He dropped his crossbow and hugged her niece when she runned up to him, and picked her up. She don't minded he was sweaty, and dead squirrels hanging on his shoulder.

"Dare!" He looked up, still too stunned to say a word, putting his niece down. Just one person called him Dare. The next moment Bonnie hugged him tightly.

"Bon-bon, ya really here?" She was maybe not his blood, but he loved this woman like his own sister since they were kids.

"Yeah, run into Merle and some other people in Atlanta. God, I missed ya so much."

"C'mon, Daryl, I help ya with the squirrels while ma' telling you what happened in Atlanta."

"All right, Sky, then grab this." He handed her a couple of squirrels, while glancing at his brother. Merle just smiled, and Daryl started smiling too. Their family was together again, the Dixons against the world.

They all sit down together, four sets of hands skinning the animals in precision, while discussing what happened in Atlanta.

The others, especially Lori, watched them, and how comfortable the mother and daughter were while skinning the animals Dixon brought like this was the most natural thing in the world. And maybe it was. Bonnie never minded when her hands get dirty, and that's how Skyler grew up, seeing her parents and her uncle doing this a million times.

They don't know what the future holds for them, but they face it together. After all, nobody can kill a Dixon, but a Dixon.

End

#fanfiction #twd #walking dead fanfiction #the walking dead #merle dixon fanfiction #merle dixon #merle dixon x original female #daryl dixon #original character

[wickedsrest-rp]

Name: Jade Bloodworth Species: Hunter (Slayer) Occupation: Delivery Driver Age: 29 Years Old Played By: Mary Face Claim: Yasmine Al-Bustami

"If I couldn't eat garlic bread again, I'd want a stake to the heart too. What’s the big deal?"

Being the fifth-born child to two prolific slayers gave Jade an unique upbringing. The hands-off approach from her eternally busy parents shielded her from the soul-crushing duties and expectations her much older siblings were burdened with, but in turn, the parental guidance and love (albeit misguided) the rest of the Bloodworth clan experienced growing up were absent from her life. She was the outlier. An afterthought, and though never outwardly articulated, an accident.

Jade took her first steps amid blades and wooden stakes, always in the shadow of her siblings, who, on top of everything, shouldered the responsibility of raising her while their parents took on hunting responsibilities. It didn’t sour her personality; rather, it made her louder, funnier (and yes, a little insolent). Desperate to stand out. 

As the appendage in the abundant Bloodworth lineage, her training was delayed compared to her siblings' and only began because she was too much of a nuisance to keep at home. She tagged along with her oldest brother and sister, accompanying them in the odd hunt here and there. Less like an active participant and more like a caddie to a golf player. But they showed her the ropes, and sooner rather than later (she had a penchant for picking up weapons faster than the rest) she was allowed to hunt like them. 

Although she didn't get her parents' love nor interest, she yearned to impress them. Gain their respect. If not as a daughter, at least as a slayer.

Hunting was fun, Jade loved it. Despite her parents' flaws, she always believed their morals and principles were worth upholding. Ridding the world of the undead. Protecting those who couldn’t protect themselves. Preventing innocents from becoming monsters. And unburdening said monsters from their horrific fate. For the Bloodworths, mercy was the goal.

Unsurprisingly, her talents didn’t earn her progenitors’ esteem. 

Until her father came home injured, incapacitated, and forced into retirement. Questions emerged about the future of the Bloodworths without their patriarch, though many qualified options were willing to rise to the occasion. For Jade, it was an opportunity for action. Impulsive thoughts spun too fast in her head. She’d take over his territory, exterminate the monsters faster and more effectively than he ever could at his old age. And when she came home with the news, her parents would finally shower her with the adoration she deserved.

Her plan? It was a hot mess. 

Not at first, though. Not the first half hour, armed with her mother’s crossbow, and the cemetery at large like her favorite playground. She was at the top of her game, ruthless but merciful, making her siblings proud. 

What came after? so not ideal

Adrenaline overrode red flags, inexperience made her smug. And the abnormal chaos in the cemetery awoke a different kind of beast. She saw it—her? It? Amid the shadows, looking every bit the tales she grew up scared of. The claws, the wings, the feet. Ew. A monstrous creature. How could she have known? Her father spoke a total of ten words to her throughout her adulthood, not one of them about an elder vampire who apparently hid in his turf. Worse of all, the beast fled, sparing no glance at Jade, but sending an extra horde of creatures to take care of her.

It should’ve been the end of her, really. The cherry on top of her insignificant life. Miraculously, she lived. Saved by her siblings, who knew better than to trust the youngest of the bunch. Because they knew her limitations, knew she wasn’t capable of taking the mantle. As if her ego hadn't already been bruised, having to come clean about an elder escape was even more humiliating. 

Any attempt to rectify her mistake was in vain, the elder’s coffin long gone when she returned the following night, the place wiped of any signs it had been infested at all. (Small…victories?)

She fled town before word could get out to her parents. She didn’t need a lecture on the dimensions of her screw-up. So she wrote a letter, and set off on a path to fix everything. When her siblings called, and boy did they blow up her phone, she assured them she was alright and would return shortly. And when she faced her nemesis? she’d call for assistance. Her siblings had her back. Her parents? Well, they had four other kids to spare, they didn't try to find out about their youngest's whereabouts. She got it, they were old. They were always too old for her. She forgave them long ago for their shortcomings. All water under the bridge. Yep.

Tracking an elder vampire? Oof, all kinds of hard. No one ever asked her to track anything before. Too young, too green, too…open, ready to spill secrets and locations to anyone who asked. But she kept her head down and got to work, learned the skill. Went through archives, records, compiled evidence of this monster’s presence across country. Found patterns, conducted even more research.

Jade jumped from place to place for almost a year, until a tip of an elder causing some commotion near Maine led to the east coast. She was hot on her tail, but still had a long way to go.

One extra problem? Wicked’s Rest didn’t suit her. Even when she was unhappy, she never showed it. It was her whole schtick. But the town sucked ass, especially the weather. And the food. She wasn't too fond of the people either, though she would find a way to make friends. Besides, she wasn’t here for pleasure (though she was so heading somewhere sunny when she’s done). She was getting closer to coming head to head with her biggest screw-up again, and she needed to let those small grievances go. Get her head in the game, like that one philosopher once said. No matter the cost, she won’t fail twice. Because… how would she explain that to her parents?

Character Facts:

Personality: Charming, jealous, easy-going, impulsive, uninhibited, irreverent, clever, deceptive, daring, self-indulgent

What she may lack in physical prowess she makes up for her weapon mastery and people skills. Unfortunately, the “people” in Wicked’s Rest are unlike anything she’s dealt with before.

Knives and other blades are fun, but her preferred weapon is a small crossbow she stole from her mother’s vault. Other than that, she has an old set of stakes she had customized back in the day. There’s one named after each member of One Direction. Nowadays, it’s hard to keep them all in one bag. Plus, she keeps losing Zayn.

She has reached the last available level on Candy Crush. Constantly sends messages asking for more levels.

Roxie, a Triumph Street Twin, is her most prized possession. It belonged to oldest brother, Onyx, who gave it to her before embarking on her elder hunt. She traveled across the country with her, as she’s terrified of planes.

Loves singing (can carry a tune too) and will always be down for karaoke. Though her go-to song is nothing melodically challenging, instead she prefers the beat of Eminem’s ‘Lose yourself’, which she can rap to perfection. 

Other than vampiric creatures and adjacents, she has limited knowledge of the supernatural world. She knew they existed, but couldn’t tell you what’s a squonk or a cu-síth. Wicked’s Rest is proving to be more than she bargained for.

#bio #taken #taken human #human #hunter #taken hunter #yasmine al bustami #pandora

[multifanimagines34]

Petty Crush to Full on Lovers?: Takehisa Hinawa and reader's relationship 's story (Gender Neutral Reader )

Suggested song:

A/N: Fire Force and Mha are so ingrained in my head rn, so expect a lot of fics, if I have the time. Also, expect super long hcs cus I love this brain fart I had

•Your Little brother suddenly succumbed to the Spontaneous Human Combustion when you were a teen, and the fire soldiers didn't put him down with a prayer, and treated him as a statistic in their game.

•Ever since then, even if you had an ignition ability, you never joined the Special Fire Force.

•Until one day, your boss became an infernal. You tried to put him down respectfully, but you were too weak.

•He blasted strong blows at you and you fell back into the arms of a person. You recognized him. Lieutenant Takehisa Hinawa of Fire Force Company 8.

•"Stay Back!" He took out a gun. You recognized what seemed to be a nun's habit flash past.

•You heard the famous prayer.

•"The flame is the soul's breath"

•"The black smoke is the soul's release."

•"Ashes to Ashes, dust to dust."

•"Return this soul to the raging flames."

•The lieutenant finished the prayer. "Latom." And finished the infernal too.

•You tented your hands.

•"Are you ok?" The sister, whose name you eventually found out is Iris, asked you.

•"Yes sister." You walked out of the building like nothing happened.

• But, in a nearby alley, you collapsed, presumably from smoke inhalation and burns on your body. Unluckily, you werent that flame proof. Luckily, the lieutenant caught you.

•Once you woke up in the hospital, you saw the lieutenant sitting beside your bed.

•"Don't stress yourself alot, Doctor Huang's healing might've kicked in by now"

•"But What is your name?" He asked.

•"Oh, It's Y/N L/N."

•"Any ignition ability?"

•"Yeah, Third Generation."

•He stood up and was going to walk out, but you held his hand.

•"Thank you for taking care of me, Sir."

•"No problem. It's a fire soldiers duty after all." He walked out.

•You thought to yourself; "He's Handsome, I guess."

•He admitted to Obi that he has taken a liking to the person he saved a few days ago.

• After finally seeing a company of the Special Fire Force respecting the infernals that they put down, you joined them.

•You had been training In Company 4, after all, but the death of your brother kind of stopped you from joining.

•Hinawa was genuinely surprised to see you there, as he knew your reason why you didn't want anything to do with the Fire Force.

•He introduced you to Captain Obi, who asked you to explain yoir ignition ability to them.

• " My third generation ability allows me to create anything in my imagination. It can generate a barrage of arrows, and I can shoot them from the crossbow I can form."

• You made Irises for sister iris, and she delighted at them.

•Hinawa looked at you intently, and noticed some things that weren't really noticeable if you didn't have a good eye.

•You had a burn scar in your left eye, from your brother, and green eyes, which glowed when using your abilities. Your eyelids get little wrinkles whenever you smile. A lot more.

•He enjoyed doing menial and trivial things with you. Things like cooking made him manifest a slight whisper of a smile.

•Thats when he realized, he had a crush on you? When he told Obi about his conflicting feelings about you, Obi just laughed it off.

• "Hinawa, You like them, end of story, HHAHAHA-" he stormed out, blushing.

•You were doing your paperwork, when suddenly Lieutenant Hinawa barged in. You stood up and saluted.

•He sat down beside you, and took a pile of the paperwork you were finishing.

•Lieutenant! You don't have to do that! I'm fine!" You grabbed the pile from his hands.

•He looked at you with those steely orange eyes. At that moment, your feelings burst out without warning.

•"Lieutenant Hinawa ! Do you want to go out with me!" You immediately regretted those words and hid under your desk.

•"Sure, Y/N." He smiled. And blushed.

From this point on; Suggested song

•That's it, you had been in a relationship with the TAKEHISA HINAWA for FIVE YEARS.

•He was actually an angel with an even angelic smile.

•One day, you were in a mall shopping when the infernal alarm went off.

•Since you were the only fire soldier there, you looked for the infernal. Unlucky for you, it was a demon infernal.

•After a few minutes of fighting, you had been heavily injured fighting the infernal. Company 8 had arrived and assisted you.

•Hinawa had widened eyes when he saw you. He had you taken to Company 6's hospital immediately.

•The Company had driven as fast as they could to the hospital, but as soon as they saw captain Huang coming out of surgery with a solemn face, they knew you were in bad condition.

•They had been given permission to see you, and when they saw you hooked up to dozens of tubes, Hinawa sank and held your hand.

•"Brother? Is that you...!?!" You said faintly.

•"No! Call doctor Huang!" You were bottoming out. Your vitals were going slowly down.

•"Ok, I'll come with you..." you flatlined.

•Doctor Huang ran into the room and tried everything. But,

•"Im sorry lieutenant, but not even the rod of Asclepius is strong enough to bring her back."

•Hinawa always tried to keep his composure, but this time he faltered. Tears fell from his eyes and he remembered the promises you mad eto him, promises that were thrown out the window.

•He mourned you for a long time, longer than he thought.

•But he quickly got back to work. It wasn't the same without you. There was nobody that ate the cabbage in his bento anymore. He didn't have anyone to make an extra bento for, he does it out of habit.

•He keeps your desk clean. Clean as it could be. He even eats your favourite food now because it reminds him so much of you.

•But, he delights in the thought that you and your brother are reunited, wherever you may be.

#angst #x reader #major character death #fire force #takehisa hinawa #gn reader #gilded lily #the 1975 #about you #sadnees #Spotify

[lya-dustin]

Someone will remember us

Chapter 76

Cw: death, peril, description of a heart attack

Taglist: @mercedesdecorazon @stargaryenx @arrthurpendragon

Gif by @hvitserkk

He does not like waiting.

Aemma doesn’t either, but Aemond thinks motherhood has done what Teora’s teaching didn’t.

The north wanted four days and Sabitha Frey begrudgingly agreed.

Elmo Tully was needed, if they were to join forces and have the last of his brother’s supporters brought to heel, they needed everyone they could get.

There had been a letter from Aegon.

‘Weep no more, little brother, I live.’

He had taken Dragonstone with the help of Larys Strong, Larys who wasted no time in ensuring he knew what Aemond had done.

Some had deserted him and now he and Cole were branded as traitors.

Cole who stayed because his loyalty to Aegon was a byproduct of his love for mother.

Cole who bent the knee knowing there was a large possibility he would be taking the black for Joffrey Lonmouth and Lyman Beesbury’s murders and for his part in the usurpation of the king’s heir.

Aemond would be dead anyways.

Daemon had come from Maidenpool and demanded only one thing.

Daemon had said. “A trial by combat, let the gods be our judges, nephew.”

“May they judge us true.” Aemond nodded and agreed to the time and place. “We have lived too long, nuncle.”

“On that much we agree.”

And so Aemond seals his fate.

“If you wish to remarry, I only ask your next husband not be Stark.” He said refusing her pleas.

He only asked for a moment to bid his wife and son farewell.

“I hate this is what you want your last words to me to be.” Aemma dried her tears with her sleeve, and he thinks most of their marriage has been Aemma crying because of him.

“No, I will die with your name in my lips.” He said kissing her one last time. “If we cannot be together in this life, let us be in the next.”

She should have told him about Addam.

But she doesn’t because she doesn’t want to ruin his last moments by telling him she nearly fucked her brother in a moment of weakness.

If he lives she will tell him.

If he lives.

Gods, she hoped his seed takes.

Aemond, named after his father. Yes, that’s a good name.

“If you give me leave, I will kill Prince Daemon myself.” Cole suggests as second sons take flight.

“No, I suggested poisoning Daemon and he said he wants to die with the last shred of honor he has left.” The queen shook her head as they watched from Harrenhal’s battlements. “Besides, how would you do it?”

“A Myrish Crossbow.” The Dornish knight said showing him a rather expensive arbalest handsomely decorated with Larys Strong’s personal sigil, a bug in amber. “Lord Strong was given this by the Triarchy and now it is mine.”

“If we ever find him, I do hope you let me borrow it.” Aemma said taking out the Myrish spyglass she pilfered from Strong’s treasure trove.

Ser Osferth Whent would have enough riches to make everyone forget he was a hedge knight.

If Harrenhal survives the battle, that is.

She cannot see much, even with the glass, too high up and gives up because she knows her life will be over when Daemon plunges Dark Sister into Aemond’s eye.

But she can hear the roars, both men shouting and the dragons slamming into each other and biting whatever flesh they can get their teeth on.

And yet suddenly, both beasts and riders come tumbling down into the lake.

She hears Aemond’s screams as he falls to his death just as she had seen it every time she closed her eyes since that night when he told her he loved her.

Aemond thanks the gods he took the one lesson Daemon gave him to heart.

Had he been chained to the saddle as he usually was, he would be dead. Had Aemma not told him how the story ends, he would have not had a chance in the seven hells of making it out alive.

Daemon leapt off his saddle with Dark Sister in hand and walked towards him as if their dying mounts were not falling like stars from the heavens.

The one eyed king moves to block Daemon’s strike and prays to whatever god hears him not to make an orphan out of his son.

“I. Will. Kill. You.” The Rogue Prince’s eyes flash in anger, overconfidence and something else.

His words are garbled, his usually smooth movements replaced by savage and even clumsy.

“Not before I do.” Aemond taunts and uses Daemon’s sudden weakness as best as he can.

He has always loved the singing of Valyrian steel against Valyrian steel, plain steel was enough to get his blood running even as a boy, but Valyrian steel was music to his ears.

Unfortunately, Daemon had earned his reputation. The man was relentless even as it becomes evident he is having a stroke.

“For Luke.” The prince managed to say after disarming Aemond and getting him on his back. They were falling faster now; in the next heartbeat they will be food for the fishes below.

Aemond’s life flashes before his eyes as Daemon raised his sword one last time and bites his lip bloody to avoid screaming in terror like a child.

The sword never comes.

Instead, it falls out of its wielder’s hand as the Rogue Prince clutched his left side.

This had not been the work of man.

The Gods had condemned Daemon for his crimes and avenged all those who died by his hand.

And yet Aemond falls into the Gods’ Eye as his foot got caught in a loose chain.

“Aemma.” It is not the whisper like the singers will claim, it is the terrified screams of a boy only a few months away from his nine and tenth nameday.

#aemma velaryon #someone will remember us fic #aemond targaryen x velaryon!oc #ocappreciationtag #fyeahasoiafocs #fyeahhotdocs #hotd

[roadforged]

sammi. • bodyclaim. • headcanons. • isms. • threads.

BASIC INFO

full name — Sam(mi) Williams age — twenty-five (february 12th) gender — cis female, (she/ her/ her pronouns) orientation — bi-curious occupation — rancher deity connection — nemesis  pet name — tba weapon — (heavy) crossbow + studded leather armor clothing style — girl next door, e-girl and casual mix aka me like, me wear

PHYSICAL INFO

face claim — Chloe Grace Moretz hair — blonde / eyes — green height — five foot & four inches build — slim-ish, but lil curvy thanks to slim waist scars — a few minor ones from ranch work and playing out in the wild as a child, no major scars tattoos — her mother's name and birthdate on her left upper arm with a drawing of her mother's favorite old oak tree they spent a lot of time at piercings — yuss 1 and 2 special characteristics — she's a little mouthy sometimes, short-tempered, but ... mostly reasonable, not giving a lot of fucks attitude sexual preference— switch

PERSONALITY

alignment — chaotic ladies positive traits — , reasonable, loyal, resourceful, semi-good heart, kinda hyper negative traits — short-tempered, stubborn, driven hobbies — hunting, wood carving, tending to animals, driving, hiking, music

MEDICAL INFO

mental — sad but fine tbh physical — fine phobias — fuck spiders eyesight — 20/20 dominant hand — left hand drug use — occasionally alcohol use — ye, but not regularly diet — fast food pls and thx

BACKGROUND

birthplace — reno, NV parents — Elizabeth Turner (mother) & Samuel Williams (biological father) - both deceased, Nemesis (biological mother) siblings — n/a pets — pinky, tomtom, doodle (her 3 fav horses back home) education — high school graduate notable skills — not afraid to get her hands dirty, she's tougher than she looks and used to hard work, drives trucks like no other

BIO

Sammi's father fell for a beautiful woman traveler staying in the same resort he did. The woman never intended to stay, so when she left after they spent a few nights together, Samuel wasn't that surprised. She'd rode into town for a gig - or something, he hadn't asked for more than she had been willing to share. And they didn't spend enough time together to change that. He went back to the ranch he and his older sister had taken over from their parents and life continued.

Nine months later, that man unknowingly became the proud father of a little girl, a girl he wouldn't get to meet at all in his life, because he had been hurt in an accident with the horses at the ranch and never made it to the hospital. His sister took over the ranch on her own after that, hired a few workers in the hopes of making do and didn't expect to find a newborn in her care.

There were two letters in the basket next to Sammi. One for Elizabeth, one for Sammi. Elizabeth read them both, but chose to keep Sammi's hidden until she was old enough to understand. Her own was a plea to look after the child. She did. How could she turn away from her beloved brother's child?

She was named after the most important man in Elizabeth's life. They'd lost their parents early and took care of each other growing up, so losing him had hit her incredibly hard.

They had to give up the ranch eventually and Elizabeth took her daughter and some of the animals she didn't want to sell back home to Kentucky where her uncle owned a ranch himself. Life didn't necessarily change for them, but with more people around, life was easier on them both.

As she grew older, Sammi was taken on hunts in the woods, learnt how to dress animals she caught, she learnt how to use a gun, the bow and how to defend herself. Mostly. She still went to school and planned to graduate, but she knew college wasn’t for her. Honestly, she didn’t know what she wanted to do with her life, but she had all the time in the world to find out. It was HER life after all.

Elizabeth died when Sammi was fourteen and left her in her family's care. She had left behind a box for Sammi to read when she turned 16; the box held money for a car in case she didn’t have her own by then and Nemesis' letter. She'd meant to give it to her, but passed away before she could and her relatives forgot about it at first.

When she read about her true heritage, everything made sense. She had a name, a location and she had a truck.

Road Trip.

#sammi intro post. #pinned post.

[moonsugar-and-spice]

Wait but isn't Soraya also the name of his crossbow? DID LU DA NAME IT AFTER HIS SISTER? 😭

Yes, he did, with intention. Lu Da hasn’t seen his father in decades at this point, and it’s hard to imagine he’d ever run out of bolts... But if he did, he would pull a Jack Sparrow and save the last shot for when he finds him again.

There’s power in a moment when a previously-abused character realizes: I’m bigger. He’s not that a little boy anymore. He’s got a reputation, one that maybe he shouldn’t be proud of but that he wouldn't hesitate to use in order to relish in the glimmer of fear in Ji Hun's eyes.

For better or worse, I don’t think Lu Da would take the high road like Katara, who was strong enough to hold back. Not here, in this scenario. I think he would look his father dead in the eyes, tell him “Soraya sends her regards,” and pull the trigger.

#lu da #atla oc #oc shenanigans #would that act of revenge actually make him feel any better? #quite possibly not- it can't erase the past #but at the very least confronting him is a closure i think he needs

[fanfic-n-tabulous]

I just wanted you to know you are a saving grace to me. You are not simply just a writer, you have changed and impacted my life and brought me happiness when I struggled to find it on my own. Writers like yourself are heros when I need to be saved. You have no idea what that means to me and how much I appreciate and love you for it!

You have created a place where I can go when things are crazy in my life...when I have spent the day managing the ups and downs of having a 4 year old with autism. Or after spending a day having to cope with the hurt and pain that I feel for my 13 year old son who has autism as well and started being bullied on the bus and at school. Kids being so cruel to him that he has tried to kill himself 5 times and has zero self esteem now. You save me on days where my fibro hurts and my depression sucks more than I could explain...kinda like today. I read your work because you help me escape on those days and you're my saving grace in so many ways.

Yesterday was my birthday and it hurt because it went mostly forgotten by the ones I hold dear. Not a text from my brother or a call from my sister. I don't ask or want to be celebrated, just remembered on that special day. And when you feel unimportant to the ones who are most important to you...it stings. So I wanted to turn that pain around. Let the people who have made a difference in my life know how much they mean to me and how much I appreciate them. Wonderful, creative and kind blessings like you are to me. You are so very important to so many! Thank you for sharing your hard work with the world so others can enjoy it. Thank you for your dedication to your craft and creating such wonderful works of art. Yes I know it's just fanfic but boy does it give me what I need when I need it. Helps keep me going and something to look forward to at the end of an exhausting day. Thank you for all you do for me and many others! You are fanfic-n-tabulous and I love and appreciate you!!♡♡

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[bellarkeselection]

Beautiful Rock

Jaime decides to bring his wife Y/n Tyrell to the Rock after he helped Tyrion escape his execution. Freeing his innocent love from the horror that is his twin sister.

Jaime made a choice.

One that would have his sister furious when he'll no longer be living in Kings Landing with her.

Or at least that's what he told me as we reach the ship docks of Casterly Rock. His family's home. The truth of the Rock towers before me. Lannister armies larger than anything. Armed with over a thousand arrows and swords. Yet the castle remains a fortress, sitting ontop a ginormous rock surrounded by the crashing waves. Terrifying to outsiders. But to me it's my beautiful home. Tyrion spoke of a secret entrance in the sewers that his father gave him control over. The ungrounded is where he'd sneak in woman from the city, mostly whores. Jaime has also spoken about his favorite places inside the castle. Ones to the eyes of a child would seem like another world. Specifically for our daughter, Joanna his mother's name. Dismounting my horse I hold our four year old daughter in my arms staring at the castle just before I squeal feeling Jaime pick me up bridal style as the guards open the main castle door. "Jaime! What are you doing?" He chuckles kicking open our chamber door sitting me on my feet. "Carrying my wife over the threshold obviously." I lay our daughter on the golden silk covers as she's still sleeping from the long travel from Kings Landing.

Scanning the room before me I see the gold and red decorating the room. Going to the window I creak it open feeling the wind and smell of the sea fill my nose. My hair softly blows with some of it pulled back with a golden hair pin. Leaning out the window I watch the waves crash against the rock as Jaime gently rests his hands around my middle humming in my ear. "So what do you think?" Laying my head back against his chest I sigh in relief. "We're far away from the snake pit that is Kings Landing. Jo is protected here...so it's perfect." He kisses my hair as we hear our daughter steering under the covers making us turn our heads.

Joanna has her father's green eyes. A combination of my brown curly Tyrell locks with the blonde hair of the Lannisters. She yawns as I move her to my lap. "Mama, are we finally home?" I nod my head yes smiling when Jaime ruffles her hair. "Yes we are baby. How about you go explore uncle Tyrion's old chambers." She jumped off my lap her hair and dress flying in the air as she rushed off to go explore. Jaime removes his golden hand putting it on the table, laying on his back beside me. Resting myself on my right elbow I gently run my hand through his short blonde locks. My sister Margaery was married to Joffrey but my grandmother poisoned the little murderer. Now she's to marry his younger brother Tommen and become queen.

Jaime and I weren't forced to marry each other. We simply fell in love and made Joanna. His father Tywin had us marry immediately to secure the future of his family. Tyrion, Jaime's brother was put on trial. Accused for killing the king yet Jaime helped him escape death right after...Tyrion killed his father with a crossbow. Tyrion and I got along well during my stay in Kings Landing. It was the queen that didn’t like me. Jaime and his brother both spoke that she didn’t like anyone, except her twin brother. I was no fool knowing the rumors like everyone else. But when Jaime and I started hanging out in secret I got to see the real eldest lion. The one that has a heart of gold, who’s kind and gentle when he’s not with his sister. "I'm happy we're here my darling rose." Jaime's voice breaks me from my train of thought. Seeing his green eyes locked on my brown ones.

"As am I, my lion. You're sister would've never stopped trying to kill anyone who tried to take you from her." Leaning down I softly kissed his lips. He kisses back but rolls me onto my back deepening the kiss slowly. "She doesn't compare to you, Y/n. She never can now that I know real love with you." He broke the kiss admiring me lovingly before I wrap my arms around his neck wanting to kiss him once more. He catches on quickly deepening the kiss running his left hand up my waist with me tugging gently at his locks. Sadly I have to break for air grinning up at my husband. "Let's try for a boy, Jaime." He smiled with a smirk. "Tis tempting. But we have to start-" I cut him off with a kiss. "We deserve a day off before we go on the hunt to find your brother and bring him home."

Finally Jaime gives in passionately kissing me and I replicate the same desire. For awhile we keep kissing until our chamber door is flung open by Jo who tackles us in the covers giggling excitedly. "Mama , dada the horses are ready. Let's go ride, pleaseee!" Jaime snorts at her putting his golden hand back on. "Definitely little Joanna." Climbing from the bed I quickly change into a red leather tunic and trousers with riding boots, my hair slightly braided as I carrying her on my shoulders. The wind blows our hair as I sit her ontop the saddle eyeing Jaime as he climbs on his horse holding the reigns in his left hand. I've seen him still struggle with certain things from time to time and he's accepted my help with them.

Climbing on behind my daughter I take the reins in my right hand holding her on with my left. Jaime clicks his tongue and both our horses run beside each other down the paths to the edge of the rock where the sea washes up sometimes. Joanna jumps from the horse to see a bottle floating towards her. "Dada message in a bottle." She runs over to her father giving him the scroll to read aloud. "Dear, Jaime, Y/n and my niece Joanna. I'm not sure how or if this message will find you, but I hope it does find you regardless. I am very much alive thanks to your help. I'm across the sea in service as Hand of the Queen to Daenerys of House Taragaryn, first of her name, breaker of chains and mother of dragons. I believe she is the ruler Westeros has been looking for. We plan to sail across the sea, I hope to see you both very soon. Along with my young niece and help bring our land peace. - Tyrion."

Jaime has an even bigger grin on his face then the day he got to hold our daughter in his arms for the first time, knowing his brother is alive and safe. Dismounting my horse I take the letter rereading it to myself quietly as he gets down from his horse. He picks up Jo spinning around in laughter. “You’re gonna meet your uncle Tyrion Joanna.” Rolling it close I put it inside the saddle bag on his horse smiling at my husband and daughter, hugging the pair happily. Jaime puts Joanna on her feet allowing us to watch her kick off her boots splashing in the water giggling with innocence that I pray will stay with her as she grows up.

“She’s everything I never knew I wanted after I met you, Y/n Tyrell. I thought - the Kingsguard and by my sisters side is where I belonged. But that’s not true, I belong with you.” Jaime spoke softly pulling me into his comfortable embrace. I intertwine my right hand with his left, grinning up at him. “I love you, Jaime Lannister.”

Leaning up on my tippy toes I kiss him gently. His arms go around my waist kissing me back until we need air. “I love you too, Y/n Lannister and our sweet daughter. Now and always.” Joanna runs up hugging our legs making us both chuckle.

Ceresi can no longer hurt our family here.

#jaime lannister x reader #jaime lannister one shot #jaime lannister imagine

[findingjoynweirdstuff]

DSMP Anniversary Recap: THE DISC WAR

 Chaos breaks out across the server after Sapnap burns Ponk’s Lemon Tree…

The server’s first all-out civil war.

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VOD LINKS:

Tubbo

Purpled

Ponk [unavailable]

Tommyinnit

Punz [unavailable]

Sapnap

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Late the previous night, Sapnap came online and set Ponk’s Lemon Tree on fire.

The day starts when Tubbo logs onto the server.

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- The previous stream, Tubbo lost all his belongings. Chat tells him to check Ponk’s tree and Tubbo runs over

- As he approaches the second Lemon Tree, he sees that it’s on fire. Tubbo quickly towers up to try and put it out. He thinks that it’s his fault and worries that he’ll get blamed for this, as he’s the only one on the server at the moment

- Tubbo tries his best, but by the time the fire is out, the tree is in ruins. He learns that Sapnap is responsible. Tubbo goes back to his house to get wood to patch the tree up. He rebuilds the broken section of the tree 

- While he’s out gathering logs, he notices a little chick following him

Tubbo: “Oh my god, I’m gonna name you Benson! You look like a Benson.”

- He throws a couple eggs at the chick to try and get it to walk after him and one of the eggs hatches into a second chick. Now there are two Bensons

- Tubbo does his best to continue fixing the tree. Ponk logs on. Tubbo tells him he is sorry about the tree. Ponk logs off. Some time later, while Tubbo is mining, Ponk logs back on

Ponk: someone is gonna pay for this

- Tubbo tells him he tried his best. Ponk tells him to save it for court. He says he’s gathering evidence, then logs back off again

- Afterwards, Tubbo goes back to the forest with some leads to retrieve the Bensons. He picks one of the Bensons to gift to Punz and brings the other one back to his house

- Tubbo works on building and Purpled logs on. Purpled wanders around the SMP, trying to find his way around the server. He goes up the path to Tommy’s house and wonders where to set up his own house

- Ponk logs on again, and this time Alyssa does as well

- Purpled runs into Alyssa by her house while riding a llama. He joins VC with Tubbo, who fills him in about Sapnap stealing Tommy’s Netherite and setting Ponk’s tree on fire

- Alyssa tells Tubbo he owes her a diamond. Tubbo goes to her house to talk. Meanwhile, Sapnap logs on with murder on his mind. Tommy left signs at Alyssa’s house framing Tubbo for taking a diamond. Tubbo proves it wasn’t him by getting his first diamond achievement

- Ponk is scared to find that Sapnap has OP gear and asks Alyssa to lend him her horse. Sapnap says he will kill her. As Sapnap chases Ponk, armored with Tommy’s Netherite and diamond armor, Ponk asks Tubbo to help him

- Sapnap asks Ponk to apologize, but Ponk doesn’t want to after Sapnap burned his tree. Ponk borrows Alyssa’s horse. Alyssa protests because Sapnap might kill it, but Ponk says Sapnap wouldn’t

- Sapnap comes over and tells them that this is his and Alyssa’s house. He tells Ponk to defend his tree and runs back down the path

- Sapnap kills Alyssa’s horse and then Ponk. Tubbo wonders if this is a common occurrence. Sapnap says he won’t burn down the house, but that Ponk challenged him

- Tommy joins VC as they reach the tree. Sapnap tells Tubbo to choose wisely

Sapnap: you have all brought fighting to a once peaceful land

Sapnap: I am the law.

- Tommy says he’ll get on later. Ponk and Tubbo both need his assistance. Tubbo wonders if he and Ponk can make their own court to take Sapnap to trial

Ponk: “Right, look. We have to do a reverse of the revolution in America, right? We need to -- the English must take over the server again, okay? And make it British.”

- Sapnap whispers to Tubbo that Tubbo must be on his side. Tubbo, Ponk and Alyssa find Sapnap’s house. Sapnap kicks them out 

- Alyssa asks where her horse went. Sapnap tells her Ponk led it to its death. Sapnap has Ponk’s pickaxe and tells him to say sorry to stop the fighting. Ponk says sorry

- Alyssa sets Sapnap’s house on fire

Tubbo: “Oh my god, is nothing sacred on this server?!”

- Sapnap tells her to say goodbye to her house and he kills Ponk. Tubbo frantically tries to put out Sapnap’s house

Sapnap: an eye for an eye

Sapnap: I am a fair man

- The only way Sapnap won’t destroy Alyssa’s house is if Tubbo builds him a new one. Tubbo tells them off for burning each other’s things. He doesn’t want his own house burnt down

Tubbo: “If I’m on everyone’s good side, then hopefully they won’t break my crap.”

- He rebuilds Sapnap’s house

- Sapnap says he only killed in self-defense after he was attacked. Alyssa drowns. Punz logs on, confused at what’s going on. He decides to pick “the side of justice”

- Sapnap pays Tubbo for fixing his house, thankful. Tubbo leaves and finds Alyssa at his house. Tubbo tells them the house is his

- Ponk and Sapnap come to Tubbo’s house and Sapnap murders Benson. Alyssa gives Tubbo a poppy for his loss. Sapnap and Tubbo declare every chicken Benson. Then Sapnap kills another as Punz comes over

- Sapnap logs off and Ponk eggs the top of Tubbo’s house

Ponk: “That’s for picking sides, Tubbo.”

Tubbo: “I didn’t pick sides!”

Ponk: “For not picking a side at all. Exactly.”

- Punz joins the call and Tubbo says they can be the side of justice together. A fight breaks out between Punz and Ponk. Tubbo and Alyssa join in and Sapnap logs back on

Sapnap: ARE YOU THREATENING MY PUNZ

- Sapnap kills Ponk again. Purpled now has a pet dog with a purple collar named “DogChamp”

- Tubbo plays the ukelele. Sapnap asks him to sing a song, and Tubbo sings “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” while Sapnap dances along

- Fundy logs on and Sapnap leaves. Things are calm again

- Tommy logs on to find that his house has been damaged and is enraged. Punz whispers to him that he saved it from fire. Tommy’s chestplate is gone and he demands to know who did it

- Sapnap logs on and whispers to Tommy that he is only borrowing the Netherite, and “do not fear my friend.” He joins the call and says that he will return Tommy’s things under one condition: Tommy must join his cause

- Tommy walks down the path looking for Sapnap and kills Alyssa along the way. Sapnap speaks with Tommy at the Courthouse

Sapnap: "The civil war is about to break out.”

- Tommy orders Sapnap to give him back the chestplate, as Wilbur helped him with it. Sapnap gives him the chestplate

Sapnap: “Look...We can be the most powerful on the realm, alright? I need you to be on my side, have my back no matter what.”

- Sapnap tells Tommy that his house was vandalized, so he vandalized the vandal’s house back

Tommy: “Who was it?”

Sapnap: “Your arch-nemesis.”

Tommy: “Ponk!”

Sapnap: “Your arch-nemesis, yes.”

- Sapnap explains what happened today, and how his house was burned down. When Tommy learns about Alyssa’s involvement, he decides it’s time for revenge and starts making his way back down the path

- As they walk to Tommy’s place, Sapnap tells Tommy about how he burned down the Lemon Tree

Tommy: “Sapnap, why would you do that?! That’s his prized possession. That’s like if you burnt my music discs!”

- Tommy asks Sapnap why he burnt down Tommy’s house and Sapnap says to just look past that. War is being waged, and he wants Tommy as his ally.

- Meanwhile, Punz tells Tubbo that there is danger approaching, and that Ponk and Tommy are about to duel. They call Ponk, but Ponk hasn’t heard about a duel

- Tommy sees Punz and Tubbo approach the front door and goes to speak with them. Tommy tells them he’s trying to work out who’s the good guy. Alyssa tells Tommy she heard Tommy stole one of her diamonds, and Tommy immediately goes back to Sapnap’s call

- Tubbo leaves them to go back to building his house, feeling like he’s been the good guy today, rebuilding everything. Everyone else is just burning down houses

- Tommy and Sapnap kick Punz out of the house. Sapnap hands Tommy a Swiftness potion, telling him to “run like the wind.” Tommy is confused

- Sapnap goes outside and sits on the bench

Sapnap: “I’m looking at the starlight, Tommy. Beside this bench...This once was a peaceful nation, Tommy.”

...

Sapnap: “Tommy, you’re free to do whatever you want. I will not attack you unless you join their side. If you join their side, then I’ll be forced to fight you in battle. But I think you know what you need to do. I think you know what team you need to choose, and I think you’ll choose wisely. But Tommy...I’m off into the night. Goodbye for now.”

- Sapnap leaps from the bench and runs off mysteriously into the wilderness

- Tommy is more confused now. He still has the Able Sisters Theme playing in the background. But he has a decision to make, and he weighs his options:

Either join Sapnap, whom he despises, join the woman, or join Punz. Yesterday, Tubbo set him on fire and he lost all his things, so he doesn’t want to join Tubbo. Fundy is a furry and Purpled plays Bedwars. Wilbur is busy streaming, but he did get whitelisted and could join the server if he wanted to

- Tommy calls Tubbo asking about his old username. Ponk and Alyssa come walking down the path to his house and Alyssa sets him on fire before they walk away. Infuriated, Tommy goes and tells Sapnap he’s chosen Sapnap’s side and that they need to show Alyssa who’s boss

Tommy: “I’ve chosen so wisely. Maybe not, but still. As long as no one touches my music discs, we’re in the clear.”

- Tommy walks outside and comes face to face with Ponk and Alyssa. They attack, and Tommy runs before getting killed by Alyssa. Sapnap goes to avenge him while Tommy demands his things back. Ponk says he chose the wrong side, and Sapnap kills Alyssa

- Ponk gives Tommy back the Netherite chestplate. Tommy meets back up with Sapnap and gets his items back. Ponk towers up and Tommy shoots at him with a crossbow and misses

Tommy: “I had one shot. Oh actually no, I have multiple shots. I am like Alexander Hamilton!”

- Dream logs on. Ponk and Alyssa both call for his help as Tommy keeps shooting. Ponk falls and dies

- Sapnap congratulates Tommy on his kill. Tommy is eager to kill more people while they’re at it, and Sapnap suggests they kill Dream. Tommy agrees

- Dream is on the path by Tommy’s house in iron armor. Tommy and Sapnap easily kill him

Sapnap: THIS IS OUR LAND

Sapnap: NOONE CAN TAKE US

Sapnap: WE OWN THIS REALM

Tubbo: can I have some?

Sapnap: YOU SHALL PAY US DIAMONDS

- Tommy is disappointed that he didn’t get the killing blow and goes to kill Dream again. Dream is waiting there on the path and he asks for his items back. Tommy starts chasing him down

- Tommy thanks Wilbur for raiding him with 5,000 viewers!

- They chase after Dream. Tommy kills Alyssa and says that if Wilbur ever joins, he and Sapnap can take him under their wing and teach him PvP. They also decide to take Tubbo in as well as the builder of their new kingdom

- Ponk, Punz and Dream come running down the path. Sapnap kills Dream and Ponk. Punz attacks Tubbo and Tubbo is angry. Tommy kills Punz. The one remaining is Alyssa

- Tommy adds Tubbo to the VC. He decides to join them. Tommy spots and chases Dream down again until Dream logs out outside Tubbo’s house

Tommy: “Sapnap, it looks as though we’ve won.”

Tubbo: “I don’t think anyone’s won. You’ve burnt down most of the stuff on the server!”

Tommy: “Other -- don’t phrase it like that. Sapnap -- you know what? Hey, Tubbo, maybe you should --” (he kicks Tubbo from the call)

- Tubbo is not on their side. Dream logs back in and Tommy kills him

Dream: you have made an enemy

- Tommy declares himself now the killer of Technoblade, Timedeo and Dream. They join the general VC and start talking with Punz, Ponk and Alyssa when another message appears in chat:

Dream: I have the music discs

Dream: and I’m going to burn them

Dream: unless my stuff is returned

- Tommy freaks out and runs back to his house. Alyssa and Ponk ask for their stuff back. The discs are gone from the chest, and Punz kills Tommy. Dream arrives at Tommy’s house, now in iron armor, and kills Tommy too. Then Sapnap kills Dream. And Ponk

- Tommy asks Dream where the discs are. He speaks with Sapnap and they go to find Punz to get Tommy’s things. Tommy is angry with Sapnap for bringing him into the conflict, but they’re too far in to turn on each other

- Sapnap tells Tommy they may have to leave the main area for a while, as they’re outnumbered by their enemies. They reach the Community House, but Dream soon arrives and kills Tommy, who respawns and immediately kills Alyssa

- Tommy makes it back to the Community House. Sapnap tells him it’s time for them to blow up all the houses and burn them, but Tommy disagrees

Dream: okay

Dream: no more killing

- Sapnap immediately kills Alyssa and then gets killed by Tubbo

- They head to courthouse, Sapnap and Tommy now facing down Dream, Alyssa, Tubbo and Ponk. Sapnap whispers plans to Tommy about how to kill them. Sapnap shouts at Tommy to run, but it doesn’t work and both die

- Tommy and Dream shout at each other angrily in a call. Dream is furious at Sapnap and Tommy for jumping him out of nowhere while he was walking down the path. Sapnap tells him they thought he was on their enemy’s side

Dream: “You guys are acting like I’m an idiot, I was watching the stream! You guys both shouted ‘LET’S KILL DREAM! LET’S KILL DREAM!’ and you guys ran at me!”

Tommy: “Tommyinnit is not an idiot, I’m the furthest thing from an idiot, I’m--”

Sapnap: “Dream, you don’t understand the TYRANNY that’s going down on these lands! And you are not helping the tyranny!”

- Tommy tells Dream they should trade, offering to work for him. Dream requests an apology instead. Tommy turns around and walks away back to the Community House

- Sapnap threatens to burn it to the ground, but Dream in turn threatens to ban him for a week. Tommy tells Sapnap to calm down

Tommy: “Sapnap, you’re clearly in the wrong!”

Sapnap: “Let me explain this whole story -- I’m not in the wrong. We’re not in the wrong, Tommy. We’re not in the wrong.”

- Dream kills Sapnap and tells them his view of the story, which is that the two chased and killed him when he had no armor. Tommy starts talking. Surrounded by everyone staring at him, he feels like this is similar to another SMP he was on...

Tommy: “Hello Te -- Dream.”

- Tommy explains that Sapnap was in a conflict with someone else before, and tells Dream that he doesn’t think Sapnap is entirely right. Dream says he’ll give back Tommy’s things, but burn the discs for the crime. While Dream is distracted by Tommy, Sapnap runs away behind them

God joined the game.

Tubbo: em

God: Give me the discs.

- Tommy tells Dream he can put Dream’s name in his YouTube title instead

Dream: “All I know is you have committed a crime, and now -- even though I was not gonna choose a side, I was forced to choose the side of these people.”

- Sapnap dies to a Piglin in the Nether and Punz gets annoyed at Dream for calling him ‘these people,’ so Dream goes on to say that Punz saved him. They start arguing over who attacked who and Punz kills Sapnap

- Sapnap calls them vermin and says he’ll see Dream in MCC...They are on the same team. Sapnap and Tommy start bickering with each other

- Tommy starts leading the group back to his house. Dream kills Tommy for calling him “Techno”

- They continue arguing at the bench for a while and start negotiating a deal. Sapnap apologizes to Dream and Dream accepts it, and he gives Sapnap back his things. Tommy gets his chestplate and sword back. Tommy asks for his discs back but Dream refuses

- Dream says Tommy is not trustworthy enough to give the discs yet, but Tommy says he is often known as “Tommy Trusty.” Dream says he will give the discs back when Tommy has earned his trust

- In Tommy’s house, Dream puts an item frame with an enchanted book to remember the day. They leave Tommy with Tubbo and Tommy fills Tubbo in on what happened

- Dream says in that that he’s going to burn the discs when Tommy doesn’t tell the truth, so Tommy starts running back

-Tommy gets chased by three baby zombies. He leads his new army down the path. He tries to get them to attack Tubbo and, while Dream is shooting at the zombies, he kills Tommy

- Dream faces Sapnap at Tubbo’s house. Dream drops a piece of ham labelled “Maxx” and then Mellohi and Sapnap picks Mellohi up, running off

- While Tommy is walking back, Sapnap suddenly shouts that he has a disc and drops it to Tommy, who runs while Sapnap holds Dream off. Tommy reaches his house and goes down into the mines

- Tommy reaches a ravine and hides the disc with his screen blacked out. He turns it back on looking at a pile of granite just as Dream reaches him

- Tubbo picks up the piece of ham labelled “Maxx” and is confused

- Tommy meets up with Sapnap in the ravine while Dream searches for the disc. Dream kills both of them. Tommy comes back down to see Dream digging through the granite

- They keep the fight up for a while until Tommy sees Dream holding a disc in his hand in front of a fire. He tells Tommy to apologize

Tommy: I am sorry if you felt upset by my masculinity

- Dream drops down the disc in front of him and Tommy picks it up and runs until Dream kills him and Sapnap

- The two continue to watch as Dream mines around with thunder booming in the background

- Eventually, they speak with Dream, who is determined to find it. Tommy offers to tell him if Dream gives him the jukebox and the other disc. He whispers to Tubbo that he needs help, to come to the house and bring shields and axes

- Tommy calls Tubbo and Sapnap. With shields and axes and all of them attacking together, they might be able to take Dream. With the three of them no armed, the battle breaks out in the ravine

Tommy: “Why is there so much lightning?”

Tubbo: “It’s pathetic fallacy.”

- All three of them die, but Tommy grabs a bed as he goes back down and they set their spawns at the bottom before retrieving the axes. As they fight, Tommy asks Purpled if he wants to help them

Purpled: (whispering to Tommy) i am switzerland

- They notice gravel at the top of a chamber and break it to make it fall into a blockade with Dream at the top of it. They start getting hits on him and though Tommy dies, Tubbo gets the final hit, killing Dream

- In celebration, Tommy places down the jukebox in the ravine and the three of them listen to Cat together

- Sapnap says they should get out of there before Dream returns 

Tubbo: “I feel like we’ve killed God. God is dead.”

Tommy: “God is dead!”

Tubbo: “And we killed him.”

- Tommy explains how he created the decoy with the granite for the real disc location

- They head back up but Sapnap says Dream is up there, but Tubbo kills him again. Once at the top, Tommy hides the discs again

- While going down to the ravine, Tommy gets shot from Sapnap from above, who says he’s been hired by Dream. Tommy asks him what he’s talking about until Dream comes to Tommy’s house and kills Sapnap and Tommy

- Sapnap says he was just joking. Tommy tells Tubbo to kill Sapnap and Tubbo does. Tommy and Tubbo start running to the roof of Tubbo’s house. Sapnap is angry

- Tommy Ender Pearls out of the attic, leaving Tubbo to be killed by Dream. Tommy runs into the Nether Portal only to discover it was portal-trapped by Tubbo. Sapnap kills Tommy in the trap

- They call Sapnap and he and Tommy argue some more

Sapnap: “I’ve been battling with you all day. You think I’d betray you?”

Tommy: “Uh, yes.”

- Tommy kills Sapnap 

Tubbo: “Dude...why you gotta kill people? Why can’t you just be normal? Why? Why are you like this?”

- Tommy jumps at Tubbo, who immediately kills him. Sapnap asks what their next move is. Tommy says that they got this discs which is what they needed, since the discs are the only things that were irreplacable

- Tubbo says the discs are very replaceable and he was going to make a disc farm...

Tommy: “...AND YOU TOLD ME THIS NOW?!”

- They could’ve avoided a whole lot if Tubbo had said this earlier. As Tommy walks back to the Community House, Ponk comes over and hands Tommy the Sjiba sword

- He, Tubbo and Sapnap meet up in the Nether. Tommy says he won and got an extra music disc

Tubbo: “But I already explained to you how easy they are to get.”

Tommy: “Yeah yeah yeah but have you heard of sentimental value, dickhead?”

Tubbo: “You’re talking about a Minecraft item here. Get out.”

- Sapnap hits Tommy off the hub into the lava and he loses the Sjiba sword, which was George’s. Tubbo says they can always make another

Tommy: “You are a remorseless psychopath, alright? This is not -- You need to understand sentimental value.”

Tubbo: “I do understand sentimental value! And I think it’s a little bit shit.”

Tommy: “Hence my point.”

Tubbo: “Oh.”

- Tommy sees today as a win. Tubbo calls Sapnap “Snapmap”

Sapnap: “Tubbo, I don’t wanna have to kill you.”

Tubbo: “Try me bitch.”

- While he walks back, Tommy runs into Dream, who gives him the Netherite sword and a Netherite chestplate. Dream says he’ll look for the discs and then burn them

Tubbo suggests they make an Ender Chest for the discs: 

A mission for the next day.

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UPCOMING ANNIVERSARY DATES:

July 11: Disc War Finale

July 12: The war over Spins the bee, Wilbur joins the server

July 16: Schlatt joins the server and is banned

July 17: Skeppy joins the server

July 19: Eret joins the server

July 24: Tommy and Wilbur start a drug business

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I'm Not Afraid - Chapter 3

Word Count: 3,195

Characters: Female Reader Argent Character, Original Male Argent Character, Derek Hale, Allison Argent, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Lydia Martin, Chris Argent, Jackson Whittemore

Story Description: (Y/N) Argent arrived at Beacon Hills to put to rest her father’s sister, Kate Argent. For the first time, her family has decided to settle down and sustain a life in this interesting small town. After 17 years, (Y/N) has the opportunity to establish interpersonal relationships but will she be ready to face the complications that come with relating to her cousin’s, Allison, friends; especially, the infamous Derek Hale. She will face the adventure of being associated with the Derek and McCall pack as well as being faced with the discovery of certain aspects of her life she never imagined.

*DISCLAIMER* I do not own in any way Teen Wolf, all credits of the pre-established characters, script, and storyline belong to Jeff Davis and MTV Network. The only thing I own is Argent Reader insert, her immediate family, and her storyline, as well as her effects in the others’ storyline.

Chapter: 3/?

Warnings:  brief mention of attempted suicide

A/N: If you enjoy my writing I’ll also be posting them in AO3 and Wattpad along with other stories (I also hope to start taking requests if ya’ll want) Hope you enjoy and all constructive criticism is encouraged.

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Chapter 3

"Time!" Mr. Harris looked up from his watch. "If you catalyzed the reaction correctly, you should now be looking at a crystal."

I looked down at my beaker and saw a horrible concoction of half crystal and half goo. Thanks to Stiles, my last partner of this weird-ass rotation the chemistry teacher had us partake in. Yet even though I didn't get with Stiles that well I was relieved that he was my partner. Isaac had been completely insufferable these last few days and I couldn't handle that.

"Now this part of the experiment I'm sure you'll all enjoy. You can eat it." I was bummed that I couldn't eat mine and I guess Lydia noticed.

"Hey, (Y/N), we can share mine. Don't frown." I smiled at her and she returned it.

After Lydia gave me half her rock crystal, Scott just stood up and screamed our names to stop, and everyone else just stared at us. We both turned and gave the boy a weird stare before diverging our attention back to the candy. After clinking our candies against the other, we savored the sweet treat.

Allison's POV

"Derek is outside waiting for (Y/N) and Lydia," Scott said.

"Waiting to kill them?"

"If he thinks one of them is the Kanima, then yes. Especially after what happened at the pool."

"It's not Lydia."

"Stiles, she didn't pass the test, man. Nothing happened."

"No, it can't be her."

"Well, it's not (Y/N) either."

"Well, it could be her."

"What is that supposed to mean?!" What the hell was his problem?

"Well, we have no idea who she is, and she hasn't really proven to be a good person. And the attacks did start after she first arrived at Beacon Hills."

"You don't know her, I do. Believe me, it's not her. I've known her my whole life. I think I would have noticed her turning into a killing lizard and I don't think I would be here to tell you. So, we can cross her out." We both sighed. "But it doesn't matter because Derek thinks it's one of them. So, either we can convince him that he's wrong or we've got to figure out a way to protect them."

"Well, I don't think he's gonna do anything here. Not at school." Scott stepped in.

"What about after school?" I asked and he sighed. "What if we can prove that Derek's wrong?"

"By three o'clock?"

"There can be something in the bestiary."

"Oh, you mean the 900-page book written in Archaic Latin that none of us can read? Good luck with that." Seriously Stiles, not helping. At least I was trying.

"Actually, I think there might be someone who can translate," I said thinking about our guidance counselor.

"Uh, I can talk to Derek maybe convince him to give us a chance to prove it's not either of them or... But if anything happens you guys let me handle it, okay?"

"What does that mean?"

"You can't heal like I do." I stared at him. I wasn't a defenseless baby. "I just don't want you getting hurt."

"I can protect myself." I took the crossbow out of my bag. He said nothing. "What? Did something else happen?"

"I just don't want you getting hurt. Seriously, if anything goes wrong you call me, okay?! I don't care if your dad finds out. Call or text, scream or yell; whatever, I'll find you as fast as I can." He stared straight into my eyes.

"We have until three."

He turned to leave until my crossbow went off. "Ooh." Scott quickly turned around and caught the arrow.

"Aah. Sorry." Stiles handed me the crossbow. "Sorry. Sensed a trigger on that."

Scott's POV

Currently, Stiles was on Lydia's and (Y/N)'s trail, and I was on the field with Boyd trying to find Derek.

"I wanna talk to Derek."

"Talk to me."

"I don't wanna fight."

"Good. Cause I'm twice the size of you" I looked up to find it true.

"True. Really, really true." He smirked. "But you wanna know what I think? I'm twice as fast." I smirked back and tackled him to the ground. Once we stood up, Derek appeared by our side.

"She failed the test." His face held his iconic scowl, and his arms were crossed.

"Yeah, but that doesn't prove anything. Lydia's different."

"I know. At night she turns into a homicidal walking snake."

"I'm not gonna let you kill her."

"Who said I was gonna do it?" I looked back to the school and realized Erica and Isaac were still back in the building. I tried to run towards it, but Boyd threw me down. "I don't know why you think you have to protect everyone now, Scott. But even so, Lydia has killed people and she's gonna do it again. And next time it's gonna be one of us."

"What if you're wrong? For all we know it could also be (Y/N). She didn't pass either, and how is it a coincidence that the attacks started after she arrived?" For a second I could have sworn there was a sign of desperation and worry in his face. But as quick as I blinked the look was gone.

"Lydia was bitten by an alpha. It's her."

"You saw that thing up close. You know it's not like us."

"But it is! We're all shapeshifters. You don't know what you're dealing with. It happens rarely and it happens for a reason."

"What reason?"

"Sometimes the shape you take reflects the person that you are." He gave me his hand and helped me up. "Even Stiles calls her cold-blooded."

"Well, what if she's immune? What if she has something else inside of her that makes her immune to the bite which is why she didn't get paralyzed."

"No one's immune. We've never seen it or heard of it. It's n... It's never happened." He argued.

"What about Jackson?" He looked away. "That's why you tested him, isn't it? Because you gave him what he wanted, didn't you?"

"Scott..."

"You said the bite either kills you or turns you. You were probably hoping that he would die. But nothing happened, right? You have no idea why do you?"

"No." Derek's jaw clenched and I knew I struck a never, so I pressured on buying more time.

"I have a theory. That she's immune and that somehow, she passed it on to Jackson. You know I'm right."

"No!

"You can NOT do this!"

"Look, I can't let her live! You should've known that."

"I was hoping I could convince you but then, I wasn't counting on it." He looked at me frazzled as to what I meant, I just smirked.

(Y/N)'s POV

Being stuck with Stiles and Lydia in the library is torture, an experiment I did not want to know the result of. Actually, just Stiles. Ever since Chemistry he had been on our trail like a lost puppy. Lydia and I had a project to work with, and he was just in the way. He was acting so weird and fidgety, more than usual.

"Hey, Allison. What are you doing here?" Lydia said looking behind her.

"Oh nothing, just wondering if you wanted to get together for a study group."

"Sure, that would actually maybe let the tension leave this group," I said and as we were leaving, Jackson joined.

"Study group? I'm coming with."

"Great." We left through the back door of the library, lord knows why, and we were walking at top speed.

"If we're doing a study group why don't we just stay in the library?" Lydia said. I was asking myself the same thing but since everyone else had stood up, I just followed.

"Because we're meeting up with somebody else."

"Why don't they just meet us at the library?" I asked.

"Oh, that would have been a great idea! Too late."

"Okay, hold on..." Lydia started saying but Jackson stopped her by grabbing her arm.

"Lydia, shut up and walk." Jerk.

We all got inside of Stile's jeep since he thought it would be faster that way because we were already late. It was an awkward ride to what I learned was Scott's house. No one said much except for the casual groan or scoff coming from Lydia.

"If we're meeting at Scott's house, where's Scott?" Lydia asked.

"Meeting us here. I think. I hope." Stiles said as he led us up to the front steps and into Scott's house.

Once inside he closed every single lock there was on the door. My reaction was involuntary as I stared at the slim boy in front of me as if he was another worldly creature.

"Uh, there's been a few break-ins in the neighborhood." He then put a chair on the doorknob and now Lydia joined in the stare. "And a murder. Yeah, it was bad."

"Lydia, follow me. I need to talk to you for a minute." Jackson spoke up.

"Seriously, what is going on with everyone?" Lydia said exasperated.

"Actually, I've been thinking the same thing. What the hell is going on?" I asked once Jackon and Lydia were out of sight.

"Nothing. Like we said it's just a study group." Stiles answered and I crossed my arms against my chest. Groveling for an answer seemed completely futile in this situation.

Allison's POV

"You know what, (Y/N). Why don't you go into the kitchen and help yourself to anything or go upstairs and lay down? I think Scott will take a while."

"O-kay?" She headed upstairs with an audible sigh and I motioned to Stiles to give me his phone to dial Scott.

"Hey, it's me. You need to get here. Quick." I looked outside and saw Derek and his pack waiting. I looked at the phone after Scott hung up and started dialing my dad's number.

"What are you doing?"

"I think... I think I have to call my dad."

"But if he finds you here, you and Scott..."

"I know." I stared at him. "What are we supposed to do? They're not here to scare us, okay, they're here to kill Lydia... Or, or even (Y/N)." We stood in silence and I debated on whether if it would be a good idea to call my father. If I did my relationship with Scott would be completely and truly over and if I didn't there could be a chance I would be down a friend or even a cousin.

"I've got an idea." I looked at a nervous Stiles. "Shoot one of them."

"Are you serious?"

"We told Scott we could protect ourselves. So, let's do it, at least give it a shot, right?" I debated for a moment.

"Okay." I don't think I sounded too confident.

"Look, they don't think we're gonna fight, so one of them gets hit, I guarantee they'll take off. So just shoot one of them." His reasoning made sense. I looked outside.

"Which one?"

"Um, Derek, preferably in the head."

"Stiles, if Scott can catch an arrow, Derek definitely can."

"Okay, ah, just shoot one of the other three."

"You mean two?"

"I mean three." Quickly he moved the curtains aside and looked outside to check on the pack. "Where's Isaac?" Without being able to think I was attacked and thrown to the ground and so was Stiles. I don't know how but Isaac found a way in.

(Y/N)'s POV

I was laying down on the bed of what I hoped was a guest room, scrolling through my phone when I heard a crash downstairs. I guess Lydia heard it too because when I looked outside the hallway, there she was. We moved slowly and carefully. After, I started to hear snarling and crashing.

"What's happening?" Lydia cried and I half hugged her as reassurance.

"Get back. Someone's trying to break in, okay? Go." Allison appeared from around the corner.

"I can help," I said.

"Stay." We didn't move. "Guys, go!" We both ran back to the room she was with Jackson and closed the door. Yet, Jackson was nowhere in sight.

"Jackson?!" Lydia screamed and we made our way to the bathroom locking the door.

"Who are you calling?" I asked Lydia as she took out her phone.

"Hi, I-I need the police. Th-there's someone trying to break in." She turned off the light and I heard the door outside slam.

"Stiles! It's here!" Allison screamed. What the hell was IT? Then the door crashed down. Lydia started squirming so I engulfed her in a hug and tried my best to calm her nerves.

"We're gonna be alright." But honestly, I was just as scared. Once silence was the only thing surrounding us, I checked the room. "Okay, I think it's gone. We'll go out slowly."

She nodded and followed me out of the bathroom and later out of the room. We made our way calmly down the hallway and the stairs. That's when I heard the worst screech ever and it was not human. We both ran outside to see what had made such an awful sound and were met by Derek, Isaac, Erica, Boyd, Scott, Stiles, and Allison. What the hell were they all doing here, and why were Erica and Isaac limp on the floor?

"Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on?"

"It's Jackson," Scott said. What could that possibly mean?

After everyone had calmed down, Stiles took us back to the school to look for our abandoned cars. As I made my way to my bike, Allison stopped me. Claiming that she was too worried about my safety. Not having the energy to fight, I obliged and got into her car alongside Lydia, who was still a bit shaken from the events.

"I need you to promise that you both won't say anything about what just happened." Allison staged the statement as a request but it was clearly a command.

"I promise not to say anything about what just happened if you could tell me what the HELL just happened," Lydia said, exasperated.

"I'm with Lydia on that one."

"It's kinda complicated." Allison sighed.

"How about you start with why Derek was there?" I spoke. "And Isaac and all of those kids from school?"

"Or where Jackson went or what is wrong with Erica?" She looked down. "Need to come up with a possible lie?"

"Part of the reason I am asking is because Scott and I aren't supposed to be seeing each other, okay?" Seriously? That's your excuse "So it's better if you just keep what you know to yourselves."

"Fine. I'll keep what I know about you and your boyfriend, which is nothing, to myself." Lydia started to get out, but Allison held her back.

"Hey, he's not just my boyfriend, you get that right?"

"Let me go." The strawberry blonde spat.

"Just for one second, please try and remember. "

"Remember what?!" Lydia turned.

"Remember what it feels like. All those times in school when you see him standing in the hall and you cannot breathe until you're with him or those times in class when you can't stop looking at the clock because you know that he is standing right out there, waiting for you. Don't you remember what that's like?"

"No."

"What do you mean no? You've had boyfriends."

"Not like that." She closed the door and left. Allison stared at her until she had reached the door to her house before starting the car back up.

"I know you're lying. This has nothing to do with your relationship with Scott. Maybe like five percent but when you look at the whole picture it's not. So, why don't you actually tell me the truth or I swear I will get out of this car."

"We're moving."

"Doesn't mean I won't jump out."

"What do you want me to say?!"

"The truth. Just tell me why the hell everyone has been acting so weird?"

"You're one to talk." She scoffed.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"You! Ever since you've arrived you have pushed everyone away, even though all they have been is nice to you. You're alienating yourself for no reason."

"No reason?! How about the fact that I don't want to grow attached to anyone because I know that once the year ends, I'm gone? It has been like that for almost ten fucking years. Allison, you have only had to move about three times in your life, maybe four. I have been moving every single year since I was eight years old. Don't you think that it doesn't hurt to leave behind people you have grown to love and won't see again, possibly forever?"

"I didn't think..." she sighed.

"Exactly, you didn't think because you don't understand. The last time I grew close to someone, I had to say goodbye and you know what happened?" She shook her head no. "She was bullied into attempting suicide. I did that."

"Are you talking about Josie?" I nodded, roughly wiping away the tears that had spilled. "That wasn't your fault. It was tragic but there was nothing you could have done. You didn't do it."

"I did. She was alone because I left, and I couldn't protect her. She won't even answer my messages. Now, I don't associate myself with people so I don't have to care about what happens to them. That way it doesn't hurt once I leave."

"I'm so sorry, (Y/N), I didn't know you felt that way. But don't push me away. I will always be a constant in your life. I'm your cousin, I will always be with you." She hugged me and wiped away any other tears left. "I love you but get out."

"Dude, you just ruined the moment."

"No, I mean we're at your house and I have to get home. I love you." She smiled and I got out of the car. Before I could say anything else, she sped off. She knew there was a conversation still lingering and she was trying to avoid it. I just hoped I didn't have to explain myself to anyone else.

I entered the empty house, making sure all the doors were locked, and made my way up the stairs. Opening my bedroom door, Brody jumped off my bed and onto me, slathering my face with kisses.

"Hey, buddy. I missed you too," I laughed. Being near him instantly calmed me and helped me feel more at ease after the night I had.

I changed into my pajamas, too tired to shower, and cuddled with Brody on my bed. Talking about my past always made me tense. I tried my best to stray away from the topic and reveal as little as possible as I could, but it always found a way to be uncovered. As hard as I tried it was the dark cloud that would always follow me around. All I could do was avoid the whole thing as much as I could and hope they didn't bring it up again.

With Brody's warmth next to me, I quickly nodded off to sleep and melted the stress of the day.

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CRInktober 10/1: Friends/Loved Ones/Family (Part 2/2—Mighty Nein)

Luc Brenatto to a moment to size up the newcomer from his hidden perch before revealing himself. The human boy was supposedly here for the summer adventurer camp that Mom and Uncle Caleb ran, but they were both paying him just a bit too much attention for that be the whole story. He was a couple years younger than Luc, but already his height, if not a little taller (unfair), and he was just standing there, looking around the seemingly-empty cabin like he didn’t know what to do with himself now that the adults had left so he could ‘settle in’.

(As no one else was due to arrive until tomorrow, this was the perfect time to ‘introduce himself’ with a dart from his toy crossbow...unless the other boy was prone to crying or tattling.... Hm, perhaps a different approach was best—just to avoid getting into trouble before the camp even technically got started.)

Finally, the boy sat down on one of the bottom bunks—and Luc thanked his lucky stars that it just happened to be the one beneath the one he was hidden on top of. Poking his head down over the side, just in front of the other boy’s face, he gave his biggest upside-down grin. “Hi! I’m Luc. What’s your name?”

To his credit, while the human startled at the halfling’s sudden appearance, he didn’t scream or even look that upset as he answered:

“I’m TJ.”

-*-*-*-

TJ still wasn’t exactly sure how his big sister had gotten his parents to agree to let him go all the way to Nicodranas for the whole summer—or even why, besides her off-handed ‘gotta get you out of Kamordah for at least a little bit before it’s too late’—but he wasn’t about to object! This camp was certainly going to be far more interesting than anything back at home, and Beau had also promised that, on the days he didn’t have any activities, she and her wife, Yasha, would pick him up and take him around to their favorite places in town to have fun and hang out.

(He didn’t actually know either of them all that well yet, but he could already tell that they were two of the coolest people he’d ever met, and he figured that he could get up to all sorts of interesting adventures this summer without having to worry about getting into trouble basically at all. Awesome!)

“We can learn magic here—right?” he asked Luc after the two had talked for a little bit and he’d found out that the lady running the camp was the other boy’s mom—now he had an inside scoop!

Luc just wrinkled his nose and shrugged a little. “Not if its your first year. Mom and Uncle Caleb focus on safety and survival kind of stuff first, and they make people wait a bit before getting into the really dangerous stuff.”

TJ deflated a bit—he’d heard that one of the people running the camp was a wizard who’d traveled with his sister, and he’d been hoping that this would be his chance to finally learn some magic instead of just ‘things you’ll need to know when running a business’.

“But, if you can keep a secret, I can give you a sneak peek—Uncle Caleb gave me a magic book to learn from, and a notebook for when I start learning spells of my own. Wanna see?”

Yeah, this was going to be his best summer ever!

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In the end, it was hard to say if it truly was the best, but it was the first of many great ones, as TJ got to come every summer and attend camp, hang out with his best friend, Luc, and spend time with Beau and Yasha.

(And, yes: he did start to learn magic, eventually, to Caleb’s delight that he had such an eager young protégé and Beau’s mock-despair that her little brother had ended up ‘that kind’ of nerd. Still, she’d always tell him that he was doing a great job and that his spells were cool, and to let her know the instant that Dad started to give him any trouble about not wanting to take over Lionett Wines. Even all these years later, TJ wasn’t sure how his sister had gotten leverage on their dad, or what it was, by the had come to realize just how fortunate he was that she had already blazed her own trail away from Kamordah and was standing ready to help him do the same.)

Luc took a little longer to find his own, eventual path, as he found that he was equally drawn to magic with Uncle Caleb, chemistry with Dad, and fighting and sneaking with Mom. Still, he had time, he knew, and he made the most of each and every day (he’d learned early on not to take anything for granted and to enjoy each day while it lasted, whether at home, at camp, or even visiting TJ or some of Mom’s friends).

Eventually, he came into his own by finding his own niche rather than another’s, and combining his interests in potions, magic, adventure, and tinkering into one. (A skilled artificer in his own right, the sheer unpredictable force that could be unleashed when he collaborated with TJ had all the Mighty Nein exchanging glances and chuckling about ‘Chaos Crew 2’.)

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By the time the two of them set out together in search of adventure of their own (and a party of their own as well, eventually), they were equipped, not just with skills taught and advice imparted, but also with the knowledge that they had a whole family behind them, just a sending spell away (not that Aunt Jester had gotten any better at keeping track of 25 words, over the years...)

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The Artist Family? (new movie)

A month has passed since Marc and Nathaniel met and fell in love at age fourteen, now they’re dating

To celebrate their one month anniversary, they decide to visit one of the most romantic spots ever- The burned-down forest they met in- Only to run into some trouble

The mobs from their previous homes have still been looking for them since the incidents and were finally able to track them down

The couple manage to escape the angry mob with the help of Marc’s spiders and a friendly severed hand who cause a distraction

So they can get away quicker, That drives them in an old hearse he found in a graveyard

Marc: Mi querido, why must hoards of angry villagers follow us everywhere?

Nathaniel: *Kissing Marc’s hand* Meyn ziskeyt, I swear to you, we will find someplace so dark, so sinister, so dastardly that no one in their right mind would be caught dead in!

*They arrive in Paris*

Nathaniel: Huh. I see it’s changed over the last few centuries. And I’m noticing a lack of guillotines.

As they lament about how they can’t keep running for the rest of their lives, That, who was recklessly driving, runs over something in the middle of the road, right near an old funeral home shrouded by fog and cut off from the rest of the city

Marc/Nathaniel: *Excitedly* We hit something!

They rush to see who or what they’ve hit, and see that the figure is a blonde, pale young man who seems to have most of his organs missing

They realize that the person they ran over is Félix Culpa, a young man who died centuries ago, but was never given a funeral because the mortician prepping him got the plague. He regains consciousness and goes to attack the two, but Nathaniel just hands him their bags

Nathaniel: Thanks, man. Hey, you mind showing us around the place?

And that’s how Félix became their butler

When they arrive at the old funeral home, they’re given a very warm welcome.

Spirit of the House: GET OUT!

Marc: ... It’s hideous.

Nathaniel: It’s horrible...

Marc/Nathaniel: It’s home.

Weeks goes by, and more people begin to occupy the home, making amazing first impressions

Marinette and Alix actually snuck in and have been living in the walls for a short period of time until Félix found them

Marc found Rose resting in one of the open graves in the backyard

And Juleka Samara-crawled out of the swamp with her hair covering her face

The six of them share their backgrounds, sympathize with each other about how they were run out of their homes, and make the decision to change their last names to Artist

Now they’re sixteen while Alix is still fifteen

Meanwhile, down in Paris, Gabriel Agreste is taking the fashion world by storm, and his clothing (All basic and dull) is a big hit in Paris (For reasons no one understands but they won’t say anything for fear of not fitting in)

His son, Adrien Agreste goes for a bike ride through the woods with his two friends, Nino and Alya, where they come across the gate that separates outsiders from the Artists’ home

They’re immediately scared away when Marinette opens the creaking gate that sounds like the end of the world when opened

Also, Alix’s sinister sixteen is coming up in a few weeks, and part of the celebration is a swordfight, which she is nowhere near ready for

Nathaniel: Alix, you need to practice. It’s the day your family and friends judge you and pass judgement on your worth as a human being!... It reminds me of Hanukkah.

During one dinner, Marinette asks a question that shocks everyone

Marinette: Do you guys think things beyond the gate have changed?

Juleka: ... What?

Marinette: It’s been years, surely things must be different now. Earlier today, I swore I heard people.

Marc: Outside is forbidden.

Marinette: But-

Marc: Forbidden!

Back in the city, Gabriel is anticipating the arrival of tourists to buy his new line of clothing which he calls, Conformist

While filming a commercial, a red balloon floats astray and makes its way towards the Artists’ home, which Marinette finds as she’s “helping” Alix prepare for the Swordfight

Alix: Why are you helping me?

Marinette: Because. You are like my sister... And... I... Love... You...

Alix: ... You seem trustworthy.

Big mistake

Marinette: *Walks inside with the balloon* Good news, Alix is gone.

Marc: *Holding a sword to Nathaniel’s neck* Mari, go dig up Alix.

Marinette: You and Nathaniel are once again weakening this generation.

Nathaniel: *Points to balloon* Mari, where did you get that?

Marinette: I’m not sure.

Marc: Strange. There’s usually a murderous clown attached to the other end of these.

Juleka: *Gasp!* And what is this?! *Plucks a piece of pink confetti off of Marinette’s shoulder*

Nathaniel: Smells like cotton candy. *Off their confused looks* I was young and stupid, alright?

The Artists go outside where they find rainbow confetti raining down, and the fog that covers their home is lifting up, revealing to them the town

Much to Marc’s protests, Nathaniel suggests they go see the place for themselves

Marinette: This day is becoming most miraculously disruptive.

While filming another commercial, the Artist Family’s house is in the camera’s shot, and Gabriel passes out the second he sees it

*Somewhere else* Nino: ... I feel an overwhelming sense of... Joy.

The Artists arrive in their hearse, and immediately capture the attention of the other Parisians. They’re given strange looks wherever they go, and sometimes people run away screaming

No one has run them out with pitchforks yet. Yay!

Alix: Guys! *Pulls a tire off of a police car* They’re just giving these away!

Juleka: Alix, mind your manners, people might want tires, too.

After getting coffee grounds, the Artists come across Adrien, Alya, Nino, Chloé, and Lila in the park, prancing around in pink and blue outfits and singing about being conformists

Rose: Wow... That is absolutely horrible!

Marinette: ... *Dumps coffee grounds* I’ve suddenly lost my appetite. However, that blonde boy... Intrigues me

And it seems the feeling is mutual when Adrien steals glances at the gothic girl with braids

Rose: ... Yeah, I’m done with this song. *She hikes up the hem of her robe, releasing hundreds of bats that scare off the crowd* Done and done!

Done with these people, Marc wants to leave, Nathaniel insists that things have changed, but his boyfriend is still reluctant... Cue Gabriel

He insists on hiring interior decorators to fix up the Artists home (So tourists aren’t scared off) Marc, with some urging from Nathaniel allows him to do so.

Marinette: That man seems deranged. His face reminds me of a death mask.

*Somewhere else* Nino: In the future... I will have a new friend. Blue hair. Braids.

Back at the Artists Home, Nathaniel, Juleka, and Rose help Alix prepare for her Swordfight

Rose: Of all the Sinister Sixteens I’ve seen, Nathaniel’s was the stuff of legends.

Juleka: So no pressure!

Gabriel, Adrien, the design crew, and the news crew arrive, ready to remove the gloom and macabre form the Artists’ home

Félix: *Answers the door* Youuuuuu raaaaaanng?

Adrien: *Calling Alya and Nino* Hey, so I’m going into the creepy mansion. If I don’t come back, I’m dead... I love you too, Nino... Yes, Alya, I know he’s your boyfriend.

Much to his relief, Adrien is left outside and goes around back to explore

Gabriel: I do hope this isn’t a bad time.

Nathaniel: The worst!... Do come in.

Gabriel spends most of the time making light criticisms and jabs at the decor, the Artists themselves, their clothes, and Marc’s spiders (Which he considers the greatest insult)

Meanwhile in the backyard, Adrien is nearly killed by a crossbow. To his horror and awe, he finds the shooter: Marinette in all of her dark glory

Immediately, he develops a small crush on her. She’s not like the other girls at school who constantly cling to and flirt with him because of his father’s wealth

He tries his hand at impressing her by shooting an arrow, but accidentally shoots Rose, which actually does impress Marinette

Adrien: So, why haven’t I seen you and your siblings at school?

Marinette: We’re coven-schooled. But, blondie, do tell... *Leans in close so she can hear Adrien’s rapid heartbeat* Can anyone attend your school?

Gabriel and his crew leave, having made no renovations to the Artists’ home. And when Nathaniel explains that family and friends will be coming over for Alix’s Sinister Sixteen, that just motivates the designer even more

Down in Gabriel’s secret lair, he spies on the Parisians through a social media app where he fills the comments section with rumors about the Artists, saying they’re anarchists and breed spiders... Okay, so they’re not all rumors

*The Next Day* Nathaniel: Monochrome, I know the man is an eccentric, but- *Marinette appears behind him* Aah!

Marc: Mari, you know Nathaniel scares easily. Practice your lurking on someone else. *Marinette appears behind him* Better. Now what’s on your mind?

Marinette explains that she wants to atener school, much to Marc’s horror and Nathaniel’s excitement. She needs to torment more kids her own age.

Marc doesn’t want her to go, worried she might fall under the influence of the... Conformists, but Nathaniel somehow convinced him

Marinette walking into school: Ah, so these are the gates of hell.

Adrien, while being crowded by girls he doesn’t even like (Especially Lila and Chloé) becomes awestruck when he sees Marinette walking in. She looks like a beautiful demon queen

Lila and Chloé see this and try to intimidate her, but this is what Marinette says,

Marinette: Listen you future plastic surgery disasters, I’m not locked in here with either of you. You and your outdated, distasteful “outfits” are locked in here with me. And don’t you forget it.

Alya just might dump Nino so she can ask this girl out. Polyamory works too. / Adrien: Back of the line.

Mendelive’s biology class: They’re dissecting frogs.

Adrien: Aw, I feel bad for doing this.

Marinette: Relax. Rose showed me how to do this hundreds of times. *Cue Frankenstein equipment* FLIP THE SWITCH! *Adrien flips the switch and electrocutes all of the frogs* LIVE! LIVE MY CREATURE!

The frogs come to life and attack Lila and Chloé. Karma at its finest. Alya and Nino are impressed by her more than ever

Alya: It is an honor and a privilege to watch you work, spooky girl.

Back at the Artists’ Home, it’s game night! They’re playing the game of Death, but Marc isn’t focused. It’s late and he’s wondering where Marinette is

Finally, she arrives, but much to Marc’s horror, she has a Ladybug hair clip! He’s in so much shock that his face flushes red and a bat has to drink his blood

Marc: What. Is. That?

Marinette: Adrien calls it a “Pop of color” says it brings out my... Smile.

Marc: You don’t have a smile.

In order to see what’s going on with his sister/friend, Marc suggests they do ‘Tea & Seance’ like old times... Only she bails to hang out with Adrien, and they give each other makeovers as acts of rebellion

Meanwhile, Alix is upset because she still can’t get the hang of sword fighting and Nathaniel has been working so hard to help her

Marinette returns from her hangout with Adrien, almost making Marc faint when she shows up wearing pink and her hair in pigtails.

Marc: Okay, this is where I sever the line! You are not going back to that school!

Marinette: *Gives him the evil eye before leaving* You can’t tell me what to do.

Juleka: Dear Hades, that is some evil eye.

Horrified by Adrien’s new gothic look and attitude, Gabriel spreads more rumors about the Artists

Frustrated by the lack of support from her family/friends, Marinette runs away and goes to stay with Adrien

Alix: I always knew it would end up like this. Just didn’t know when.

Marinette: Farewell, Alix! I will never forget you, but I’ll try.

The next morning, Marinette, Alya, and Nino are helping Adrien look for his phone, which Gabriel his hidden punishment for his new look

While looking, they stumble across Gabriel’s lair and discover he’s been spying on everyone in Paris. Gabriel discovers them snooping and locks them in Adrien’s room while he goes to greet the tourists... And some unexpected guests

Nathalie: *Dials Gabriel* Gabriel, it’s an emergency. They’re here! The Artist Family!

The Artists more... Eccentric family members (Gina Dupain, Uncle Wang, Master Fu, Luka, Fei, Jagged, Penny, and the art teacher for example) have arrived to attend Alix’s sinister sixteen.

Things are going well so far. Juleka reunites with Luka, Fei battles Gina to the death, but Marinette still hasn’t arrived, so they do the sword fight without her... Which Alix fails.

As Nathaniel consoles her, a cannonball shoots through the wall. Gabriel somehow got a catapult for the mob to use

Marc: It’s Gabriel. He’s turned the town into a mob.

Juleka: I oddly admire his determination.

While the mob fires more cannonballs and destroy the house, Alix tosses her sword and grabs her explosives, successfully protecting her family... Until a cannonball blocks their only exit and she runs out of ammo

Just as the ceiling begins to fall and it seems like the end, Marinette, Adrien, Alya, and Nino come in just in time and save them all thanks to the possessed tree

She and Marc reconcile

Marc: I’m so glad you came back.

Marinette: Of course. There was no way you all could survive without me. You’re like weak kittens.

The Parisians begin having regrets about attacking the Artists (Mainly cuz they almost killed a bunch of kids), but this is interrupted by Gabriel

Gabriel: I will relish hounding you all until that nuclear waste dump you call is house is destroyed with you all in it!

Juleka: Oh, you are just begging to be dragged down to hell, aren’t you, Gabriel?

Marinette: And this family will never run from the likes of you again. *Her death glare stuns Gabriel*

Nino: Damn, I gotta learn how to do that.

Adrien finally stands up to his father and exposes how he’s been spying on everyone in the city while Alya live streams everything. Gabriel is now ruined

Months later, the Artists’ Home has been rebuilt by the guilty Parisians who learn to accept their new, weird neighbors. Also, the Spirit of the House has returned

Adrien and Marinette start dating while Alya and Nino share a mutual pining for the girl

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