#(i wish i had it 😔….maybe i will hunt…..)

[sunlightfeeling]

MISOPHONIA WARNING for mouth noises…

….gross mouth noises

(specifically @ 3:05-3:09, 3:12-3:17, 3:57-4:02)

v normal senpai/kouhai relationship

+ ito hideaki

hi ito hideaki 🤗 call me 🤙

Mecha-Mecha Iketeru! / Mechaike: 2013.9.14

[tsunomenom]

next adventure | ls2 smau

♡ summary: logan dropped out of ELMs and has been radio silent for weeks and fans are dying to know the reason behind the news.

♡ pairing: logan sargeant x reader

♡ warnings: use of yn, some swearing, hate comment, established relationship, pregnancy

♡ faceclaim: various blondes from pinterest

♡ a/n: i got this idea while listening to Paris by Taylor Swift and honestly still mourning Logan in ELMs. this is my first SMAU and it’ll be shortish so enjoy :)

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february 18, 2025

elms_official

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elms_official idecsportracing has announced that logansargeant has decided to withdraw and will not be apart of the No. 18 Oreca 07 lineup for the 2025 ELMs season.

We fully respect the decision of the American driver and wish him the best of luck in his next adventure. See you soon, Logan.

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user225 CAPTAIN AMERICA??? WHATS GOING ON???

hater381 dropped before the season even started 😂

user13 he chose to withdraw in what world is that the same as being dropped??

idecsportracing 🤍🤍🤍

user785 WHAT IS GOING ON??

user109 NOO LOGAN WHYYY

user772 in logan we trust (i’m having a meltdown)

—— twitter

replies—

user551 no seriously this was our chance to show how williams screwed him over 😭

user87 exactly 🤧🤧

user129 manifesting he gets an indycar seat (i’m in literal tears)

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user223 we should all go to group therapy together

user778 we can send logan our bill 😭

user123 nah send it williams it’s their fault we’re like this 🤧

user1644 it’s hard out here for us

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user77 no cause you’re asking the important question!!!

user773 LIKE i get i don’t know him but he wouldn’t withdraw without a reason 😭

user908 ITS SO ODD??

user651 like there’s gotta be reason maybe he has a seat lined up somewhere else??? (i’m delulu)

—— messages between logan & alex

—— YN’s close friends story

february 20, 2025

yourusername

(caption 1: unemployed boy out here building legos. men used to hunt 😒) (caption 2: 🧸🍼)(caption 3: florida man.)

replies—

lilymhe now they go around in deformed circles

➥ yourusername how embarrassing for them 🙂‍↔️

➥ lilymhe honestly 😔

logansargeant HEY YOU PUT THE CAR ON THE FIREPLACE

➥ yourusername because i love and support you on all your endeavors ☺️

➥ logansargeant you hate the legos.

➥ yourusername i love you :)

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lilyzneimer LOOK AT YOU CUTIE

➥ yourusername ILYSM 🥹

lilymhe BABY SARGEANT

➥ yourusername 🤭

logansargeant beautiful 😍

➥ yourusername i love youuuuu

➥ logansargeant i love you 🤍

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alex_albon why yes a man in his natural habitat

➥ yourusername he looked way too floridian doing this shit 😭

➥ alex_albon WTF is a kilometer 🦅

oscarpiastri get that man back in a car 😭

➥ yourusername i swear the longer he isn’t in a car he turns more into a retiree in Boca 💀

➥ oscarpiastri acting like a 65 year old at 24

—— twitter

replies—

user541 no cause YN is normally super active so it’s so weird she hasn’t posted at all in weeks??

user176 seriously! like not even an instagram post! i’m seriously worried about them!

user867 i’m starting to think he had a personal reason for withdrawing?

user176 elaborate

user867 user176 well like it’s not normal to withdraw so close to season and any professional wouldn’t do it unless there was a serious reason so makes me wonder if there’s a personal reason?

user029 user867 damn.

user894 no cause i’m honestly worried about them?? what if somethings wrong??

user700 no cause you guys have me freaked out 😭

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oscarpiasstri cause you both disappeared off the face of the earth in their minds 😂

ynpriv oops 😭

wtfisakilometer we’re literally just watching hereditary and they’re acting like we’re dead 😭

ynpriv odd behavior from them

albono it’s funny to watch from afar 😂

ynpriv honestly 💀

lilyzzneimer it’s so funny 😭😭

ynpriv 😭😭😭

alexcantfight they’re spiraling like you need to give them a sign of life 😭

ynpriv A SIGN OF LIFE 😭

albono alexcantfight wait when did you change your username

alexcantfight albono …

—— instagram

february 25, 2025

yourusername

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yourusername long awaited proof of life :) oh and baby sargeant coming soon 🩷

tagged: logansargeant

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user884 HOLY SHIT-

lilymhe congrats again my love!! you’re glowing ❤️

thank you beautiful 🥹🤍

user922 STOPPP OMG

user127 BABY SARGEANT 🥹

alexandrasaintmleux Congrats beautiful!

yourusername thank you gorgeous 🩷

flavy.barla félicitations

yourusername thank youuu!

user980 THE WAGS IN THE COMMENTS 😭😫

francisca.cgomes SO HAPPY FOR YOU ❤️

yourusername thank you beautiful!

user172 THIS WASNT WHAT I WAS EXPECTING-

logansargeant i can’t wait for our new adventure 🩷

yourusername me neither 🩷 i love you so much

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logansargeant

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logansargeant our next adventure 🩷 baby sargeant coming soon.

tagged: yourusername

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oscarpiastri Congrats again mate! can’t wait to meet my goddaughter!

alex_albon that’s funny! i think you mean my goddaughter??

logansargeant boys boys let’s keep it civil

user219 IM CRYING STOP 😭🥹

user912 OMG CONGRATS 😭

user887 WAIT so he withdrew from ELMs for the baby 😭

logansargeant it was a decision made for my family! the priority to be present and surrounded by family during this time! but don’t worry i’m not done racing yet!

user883 i think something in me has been healed??

alex_albon Congrats to you and YN! love you both!

logansargeant thanks man!

f1 congratulations Logan and YN!

user987 hahaha that’s great now give him a seat.

user012 STOP THIS IS LIKE SO CUTE-

kevinmagnussen Congrats Man!

logansargeant thanks!!

indycar Congratulations to you both!

user723 fancy seeing you here 🤨 now give him a seat he’s got mouths to feed

user126 PROJECT SARGEANT!! 🦅🏎️

user809 THE F1 DRIVERS IN THE COMMENTS 🤧

idecsportracing Congratulations Logan and YN! We’re wishing you both so much health and happiness in this new chapter!

logansargeant 🤍🤍🤍

lance_stroll CONGRATS!

logansargeant thanks man!

jensonbutton Congratulations again! expecting many more calls for advice 😂

logansargeant oh for sure! 😂

yourusername i’m so excited for this new adventure with you 🩷 love doing life with you

logansargeant the only person i wanna do life with 🩷

[aemondloverr]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐭. 𝐈𝐕

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟓 • 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑 • 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 • 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 <- sign yourself up!!

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: You've settled into Winterfell and now, a feast will be held in the honor of You and Jace. Your handmaidens Martha, and Sara help you prepare while you talk about the possibilities of a friendship with Cregan, and maybe even more than that.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: Lots of mixed feelings, gossip of Cregan, and a not so bratty Jace this time (rare occurance fr).

𝐰𝐜: 4.8k

𝐀/𝐍: Truly sorry for the delay, I'll be better 😔 and spoiler, the rest of feast happens in the NEXT chapter bc I had to split it up. It was getting to be too long! Not proofread so SORRY IN ADVANCE for typos😭

❆ • ❆ • ❆ • ❆

𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐩:

"Okay.. Well um...Good luck on the hunt then. Go catch something big for me."

"You know I will," He replies, trying to sound confident. "I'll bring home the biggest buck you've ever seen."

"If you say so..." you taunt.

He grins, confidence rising at your doubtful tone. He cant let that go unchallenged. "Oh I do say so. I'll get that dance, just you wait."

"Off you go then."

As Cregan heads off to the stables, he can't shake the feeling of your prescence from his mind. The thought of you and the implications made still lingered, stirring up a maelstrom of emotions within him.

Maybe the things you said you hadn't done with Cregan, you wish you had.

He really just doesn't want any other lord to end up dancing with you. The image of another man, holding you in his arms makes his stomach churn uncomfortably. His mind fills with the image of him dancing with you and his heart quickens.

But then his thoughts take a more intimate turn and his imagination spirals out of control. Him holding you close, bodies pressed together, an embrace that borders on indecent. He can almost feel your warmth just thinking about it.

Cregan knows he shouldn't be thinking such things but he cant help it. That image of you, so close yet so far from his grasp, is consuming his mind and burning in his core like a raging fire.

❆ • ❆ • ❆ • ❆

later in the day

You've spent the afternoon in your chambers, taking a nap, break from the stress of the day. You relish the quiet and solitude without the presence of anyone else.

Your peaceful silence is interrupted by the sound of commotion outside as the hunting party returns from the Wolfswood. The chatter of loud voices rouse you from your sleep.

Just as you start to stir, there's a soft knock at the door, followed by the voices of your handmaids, Martha and Sara.

"Yes, come in."

They open the door and slip into your room, looking a bit concerned.

"What it is?"

Martha speaks up. "There are all back, my Lady. But the men are all...well, they're a bit rowdy."

"I bet they're probably arguing over whose game is biggest." you chuckle to yourself at the thought.

"That's certainly part of it. They've been boasting and arguing about their kills. They all thing they hunted the largest stag.

"Well I'll be the one to decide that."

Sara and Martha both smile at your words, clearly amused by the antics of the men.

"I'm sure they'll be eager!" says Martha, holding a basket of items in her hands as you stand from the edge of the bed.

“Sara, would you have the men with the smallest game to give their catches to the kitchens after they skin them?”

Sara nods obediently, taking mental note of your instructions.

"Of course, my lady," she says. “I'll make sure the cooks receive the smallest game from the men."

That leaves Martha. "I'll prepare a bath for you." she offers, already heading to the bathing room to start drawing the steaming water.

As you undress, she pours scented oils into the hot water, filling the room with a pleasant aroma of vanilla and honey. You remove your shift, left in just your undergarments.

You step into the bathing room, the warm, soothing steam enveloping you as you walk to the large tub, The room is dimly lit, flickering candlelight casting a soft intimate glow across the walls of the room.

Taking off your undergarments, you step into the tub. The heat and the gentle fragrances of the oils seem to sooth your skin, making you feel relaxed in an instant.

"Thank you Martha..."

She smiles at your words, hands pausing as she finishes adding a handful of herbs to the bath. "Of course. Is the water to your liking?Not too hot?"

"Perfection." you sink further into the calming water.

Martha nods with a satisfied smile, as the heat erases any remaining tension from your weary muscles.

"So..." She says with a mischievous knowing look in her eye. Her tone catches your attention and you look up at her, a curious expression on your face. "Yes?..." you ask, bracing yourself for whatever teasing comment she may have for you.

"I just wanted to ask, my lady, has anything...interesting happened between you and Lord Stark lately?"

"Oh Gods what did Sara tell you?!"

Martha laughs. "Oh nothing specific," she replies feigning innocence. "But you know sara...she's a bit of a gossip, and she's been hinting at some...interesting things happening between you and Lord Stark."

"Nothings happened, I assure you." Your face reddens in embarrassment as you dismiss the accusations. "Our relationship is strictly professional, and maybe friendly but that is all." But really, in your head, you're thinking about how your relationship could be more.

Martha raises a brow , clearly not entirely convinced by your dismissive tone. She smirks, "That's what you say, Princess, but your blushing face tells a different story."

She steps closer to the tub, leaning against it as she looks at you knowingly. "Come on, you can be honest with me. "She teases. "Is there really nothing more?"

"You and Sara are just trouble, aren't you."

She laughs, smile widening as she catches the hint of annoyance in your tone. "Oh, come on, We're just having a bit of fun. Can you really blame us? Nothing ever goes on in this damned castle, and you and Lord Stark make an entertaining pair..."

You don't want to give in but- "If you want to know what goes on badly I'll tell you."

Her eyes widen in surprise and excitement, clearly not expecting you to actually share your details about your relationship with Cregan. She nods eagerly. "Yes, please my Lady!" she says, voice impatient. "Tell me everything!"

"Absolutely nothing." you state flatly.

Her face falls, disappointment apparent on her face as you give her the most un-interesting answer possible. "Wait, that's it?" she asks, excitement fading to disbelief. "Nothing at all? No stolen glances, no secret conversations?"

"No. All we do is argue and make amends and argue and make amends again."

You scrub your arms with a soapy cloth while Martha washes your legs. "You're killing me Princess," she says You and Lord Stark are like a never ending cycle of petty arguments and reconciliations. Its like watching 2 children bicker"

"I know, I know."

"Honestly, with all your bickering and back and forth, its a wonder neither of you have stabbed each other yet," she teases.

You scoff. "Oh trust me, I've wanted to."

She glances down at you in the tub. "And what stopped you? Your sense of restraint or the lack of a weapon?"

"It was his kindness..."

Her expression softens slightly at your words. She seems touched by your answer, not expecting such sincerity. "Ah so it was his kindness that stopped you...interesting...but also not entirely surprising."

you continue to scrub the rest of your body while Martha moves around the other side of the tub to scrub your back.

"I can't be cruel when he'd so kind to me..."

"You know my Lady, kindness can be a powerful thing. It can make even the strongest person weak in the knees."

You sit hugging a knee to your chest and hair forward over your shoulder, continuing to let her wash your back. "He wishes to be friends again, but I'm...hesitant."

She pauses her work, hands stilling for a moment as she gazes down at you with a look on concern.

"Why are you hesitant? If you both want to be friends again, what's holding you back?"

"After what he did when we were children, I'd rather not take that risk again..."

Martha nods, her understanding written on her face. She resumes washing your back, movements gentle and soothing.

"I understand. You’ve already been hurt by him once. Its natural to be wary of opening yourself up to the possibility of that pain again..."

You sigh deeply "I haven't even forgiven him yet."

She finishes up and sets the cloth aside, glancing at you with an empathetic expression. "Its alright my Lady. Forgiveness takes time and its okay to need more of it," she says. "But...perhaps you could at least consider his offer of friendship. Just a thought."

You ponder for a minute, considering the outcomes. If you don't give him that chance, he has no opportunity to hurt you again, whether intentionally or unintentionally. But if you do allow whatever it is that's there between you, it could grow into something beautiful.

"Ill try...maybe."

Martha smiles, one of encouragement and support. "That's all anyone can ask for Princess. Just take it one step at a time and see where it leads. Who knows. Maybe friendship with Lord Stark will surprise you!"

"Perhaps your right."

She sits back at the stool by the tub, satisfied that she's managed to assure you, even if its just a little. "Sometimes, the unexpected is worth taking a chance on, no?," She says, voice full of optimism.

Martha offers a helping hand as you rise from the bath, the water cascading off your body and leaving you bare and wet. She grabs a towel and wraps it around you, the soft fabric enveloping you in a warm embrace.

"Could you get Sara for me? She should be back from the kitchens by now but she isn't.”

She nods, her hands still on the towel, holding it closed around you.

"Of course, my lady. I'll get Sara right away," She then steps away from you, moving to the door to summon Sara.

As they walk down the dimly lit corridor from the kitchens, Sara listens intently to Martha's words, her expression a mix of surprise and intrigue. She fills Sara in on your conversation in the bath, including your hesitation to forgive Lord Cregan and your contemplation of his offer of friendship.

Sara's eyes widen with a face of disbelief.

"You mean, my lady is thinking about being friends with Lord Cregan again?" she whispers, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and curiosity.

"Yes thats exactly what she said," she replies with a smile "Seems like our Lady is softening towards the man, even if its just a bit."

As Martha and sara enter the room, they find you sitting on the edge of your bed in a robe. "Lets pick a dress."

Sara nods, eyes scanning over the assortment of dresses laid out across the room.

"How about this one my Lady?" She suggests, holding up a light blue dress for your approval.

"Mmm...too simple."

She sets the dress aside and Martha grabs a green dress this time, holding it up for you to see. "What about this one then?" The fabric shimmers in the candlelight. Lovely dress but the color...it reminded you of Alicent. That foul woman.

"The greens are called the greens for a reason. I will not wear enemy colors to a feast in my honor."

Martha rushes to put away the dress, apologizing hastily. "Forgive me Princess I didn't mean..."

"No its alright." you assure.

Sara continues persuing the selection. She picks up the red one next, its hue a deep, rich shade—crimson, almost like blood. The fabric is smooth with lace details and the slight shimmer to it catches in the light.

"I think this color would loook lovely on you!"

"Yes, how could I forget this dress! I couldn't ignore it at the market, I simply had buy it."

Sara sets the dress on the bed, carefully smoothing out the wrinkles. "You'll look gorgeous in it."

"Thank you for your help girls."

Sara and Martha smile at you gratitude, satisfied that youve finally settled on a dress. Their expressions are filled with genuine affection for you.

"Of course, my Lady," Says Martha. "We are always happy to help you look your best."

You begin to apply oil, working it into your skin when Sara asks "May i ask you a question?"

"Yes?" The oil has the most pleasant smell, just like the sweet vanila and honey oils from the bath.

"I was jut wondering..." she starts, voice growing softer and more hesitant as she choses her words. "Do you...do you think you would ever consider more than friendship with Lord Stark."

You pause for a moment at the unexpected question.

They both notice the brief pause, and Saras expression subtly shifts to one with a hint worry as she watches you while Martha just waits patiently and curiously for a response.

"I think...I wouldn't be accustomed to that."

Sara studies your face for a moment, her head tilting slightly to the side as she processes your words. She seems to understand your hesitation, her expression softening into a gentle smile.

"I see..." she says, voice low and soft. "You mean, friendship is all you're used to with him, and anything more would feel unfamiliar to you, right?”

“I think about it, if I’m being truthful…how it would be if we…” blood rushes to your cheeks just as earlier at the thought of being with him.

Martha and Sara both watch you intently, their eyes studying your face as you delve into your thoughts. Sara takes a step closer, her voice filled with concern and curiosity.

"If you and Lord Cregan were to... be more than friends?" she ventures, a hint of nervousness in her voice.

“Yes…”

They exchange a brief glance, both clearly invested in hearing your thoughts on the matter.

"And what... what do you feel about that possibility?" Martha asks, her voice growing softer and more gentle as she encourages you to continue.

You cannot bring yourself to confront your possible feeling for him again so you drop the subject.

“I feel we should talk about something else…”

They immediately pick up on your reluctance to discuss the matter further and exchange another quick glance before nodding in understanding.

"Of course, my lady," Martha says, her voice soft and respectful. She gestures towards the red dress on the bed. "We should get you dressed now."

Martha helps you into your smallclothes, then into the chemise, pulling the soft fabric over your body. Once you’re settled, she adjusts the straps and tucks any loose fabric back in place, ensuring it is fitting perfectly.

Then, Sara helps you put on the stays, fastening them and lacing up corset tightly, accentuating your curves. Sara carefully drapes the red dress over your head and begins adjusting it to fit your form.

The fit is snug, hugging your waist and hips tightly before flowing out in an elegant flare as well as a squared neckline that frames your chest and b neck. It has sleeves that open just before your forearms, and almost down to the floor, giving the illusion of graceful drapes.

“Would you style my hair just like last time?”

Both Martha and Sara nod in agreement, their eyes sweeping over you in approval.

"Yes, my lady," Sara replies, her voice firm and confident. "The same hair as last time would suit you perfectly."

Sara braids your hair in that Northern style once again, the one Cregan liked. While Martha busies herself gathering up your unpicked dresses, folding them neatly and setting them aside. As she works, she glances up at Sara, who is already almost finished braiding your hair.

“Jewelry?”

They both not. Sara's hands continue to work on your intricate braid, her fingers moving with sure and steady movements. Meanwhile, Martha begins pulling together a selection of jewelry, holding up different necklaces, bracelets, and earrings for your inspection.

As you gesture towards a particular necklace, both Martha and Sara immediately agree with you. Martha lifts up a necklace made of deep red rubies and glossy black onyx stones, its design elegant and eye-catching. It matches the dress perfectly.

Sara also nods in approval, her eyes fixed on the necklace as she finishes up braiding your hair is re-styled in the same lovely fashion that Cregan had admired just that same morning . "A lovely choice, my lady," she says, her voice filled with admiration.

“No one will see my shoes so I suppose the black ones?”

They quickly scan the selection, a wide array of shoes before Martha picks up a pair of sleek, black boots with a heel, made of soft suede leather, sure to keep your feet warm in the cold.

"These ones, my lady?" she asks, holding them up for your approval.

“Yes those please.”

Martha steps forward, kneeling at your feet and gently slipping the boots onto your feet, fastening the small buckles.

And the last addition, the black pelt that matches with the dress.

They bring it over, the furs soft and warm in their hands, and gently drape it over your shoulders. The fur contrasts nicely with the deep red of your dress, its texture adding an extra element of elegance to your appearance.

It’s not Cregans pelt, the one you slept in for warmth last night, or wore to the market this morning. It doesn’t have the same oversized look or comforting weight but its cute, matches with your dress, and makes you look as regal as your name sounds.

“I think a bit of stain on the lips would look nice…what do you think Sara?” She smiles at your suggestion, clearly pleased by your request. She reaches into a nearby drawer and pulls out a small pot of a deep red stain. "Of course, my lady. A touch of color on the lips would look beautiful. Let me apply it for you."

She brushes on a faint bit of red to your lips, just like the color of your dress and it brings your look together.

“I give my thanks to you both.”

Martha and Sara step back, taking a moment to admire their handiwork, smiling approvingly, clearly impressed with how elegant and radiant you look in your dress, furs, jewelry, and hair. They seem to have almost forgotten to breathe, admiring your beauty for a moment before speaking.

"By the gods…you look absolutely gorgeous, Princess," Sara says, her voice filled with admiration. "Indeed," Martha agrees, a small smile tugging at her lips. "You're bound to turn heads."

As the handmaidens continue to admire your appearance, you can't help but think about Cregan's reaction when he sees you in your new dress. You imagine him looking at you with awe and admiration, his eyes taking in every detail of your form-fitting dress and elegant furs. The thought of his reaction makes your heart flutter with excitement, and warmth build in your chest.

“Will I see you later?”

They nod, their smiles widening as you prepare to leave. "Of course, my Lady. Have a wonderful evening," Martha says.

"We'll be here when you return," Sara adds, already moving to clean up the mess left over from preparing you for Cregan.

As you turn to leave, Martha stops you. “Princess one more thing!”

You half in your steps, turning to look at Martha

"Yes, Martha?" You ask with a curious tone.

She wants to give you perfume oil

Martha nods, her expression softening as she produces a small glass vial filled with a clear, shimmering liquid. The scent emanating from the vial is subtle yet inviting, a mixture of florals and fruits. Vanilla and honey again, but this time with a hint of citrus.

You don’t know where she got oranges in this bone chilling climate but you are grateful for it.

"I thought you'd like this one, my lady," Martha explains. "It's light and sweet but not overpowering. Perfect to finish off your look for tonight." And perfect to make Cregan lose his mind

You nods in thanks as Martha hands you the vial. You remove the cork and gently dab a small amount of the oil behind each ear, and on your wrists, the scent enveloping your senses with its delicate fragrance.

“Where did you get this…?”

"I mixed it myself," Martha responds, a hint of pride in her voice. "I like to experiment with different scents, combining different oils and extracts to create unique perfumes. This one, I call it 'Lady's Whisper.' It's my personal favorite and I thought it would suit you well."

“My Gods this is magnificent! Keep making it. I’ll buy it if you let me!”

Martha's eyes light up at your praise, her smile widening as a blush of pleasure creeps up her cheeks. She nods in agreement, her voice filled with determination.

"I will, my lady," Martha affirms. "I'll continue to perfect the recipe and make more for you. I'm glad you like it so much."

“I’ll see you when I come back, and yes, I’ll tell you all that happened.”

Martha and Sara grin, the excitement in their eyes reflecting her eagerness to hear all the details. Martha nods silently, her hand flying to her mouth to suppress a girlish giggle.

"Of course. We’ll be waiting anxiously for your return. You simply must tell us all about it!"

As you step out of your chambers, you find yourself facing Jace’s chambers. His door is slightly ajar, a soft glow of candlelight spilling out into the hall. You can vaguely make out his silhouette pacing back and forth beyond the doorway.

You push open the door. “Are you ready?”

Jace turns swiftly upon hearing your voice, his eyes immediately drinking in the sight of you. His mouth falls open slightly, surprise and awe written all over his face. He’s not one to compliment you, especially because you’re his sibling so you know he really means it.

He stares at you for a few seconds, speechless, before finally managing to collect himself.

"You... you look incredible," he says, the words breathless and reverential on his lips.

“Thank you. Now let’s go before we show up late to or own feast.”

Jace nods, still somewhat dazed by your appearance, but he pulls himself together. He takes your arm in his, gently tucking it into the crook of his elbow.

"Let's go," he says, his voice steadier now. A hint of excitement and anticipation shining in his eyes.

As you and Jace walk arm-in-arm through the halls and outside t othe great hall, a couple of servants pause as they pass, their eyes widening in surprise and admiration as you walk by. They murmur amongst themselves, their voices filled with hushed whispers and murmurs of approval.

The doors to the great hall come into view, the murmur of voices and the clinking of glasses filling the air. A few people are already inside, but the majority of the guests have not yet arrived for the feast.

The doors swing open, revealing the great hall beyond. It is a large, opulent room, its high ceilings dripping with garlands of flowers and strings of colorful lanterns. Servants rush back and forth, preparing the tables and maneuvering around the clusters of people gathered in the room.

Heads begin to turn towards you, eyes widening in awe and admiration as they take in your appearance. With Jace following behind you, you make your way up to the high table, taking the seat next to where Cregan will soon sit. Jace helps you into you into your chair, pulling it out for you.

From this vantage point, you have an excellent view of the entire room, everything from the musicians playinhg in one corner to the nobles dancing about in the other.

Cregan has yet to arrive because of the hunt. He's with the rest of the men. As the hour of the feast draws near, the servants scurry around the space with platters of drinks and morsels of food.

As if in cue, the sound of male laughter fills the room. The hunting party has arrived, as well as the rest of the guests, the men still in their leather jerkins and boots, clearly worn out from their hours spent in the wilderness.

Led by Cregan, the men approach the high table, their eyes sweeping over the room and taking in the array of decorations and the assembled nobles. A cheer goes up from the crowd, many of them rising to clap. Even the musicians change their songs to something more victorious and uplifting in their honor.

Cregan reaches the high table, eyes meeting yours for the briefest of moments as he takes his seat beside you. The rest of the men disperse, each finding a seat with their family or amongst the tables of nobles.

"You smell of mud and forest.." you observe.

He quirks and eyebroow in response to your comment, eyes drifting over to you. ahint on a smirk tugs at him mouth, as in amused by the bluntness of your words. "Indeed do," he replies with a chuckle. "A byproduct of a long day spent hunting, in your honor, might I add."

His eyes dart to Jace, who has slumped into his chair on your other side, his expression still sour and sullen.

“Sit straight child.” you order.

Jace lets out an irritated huff as you call him a child, but he reluctantly straightens his back and sits up straight in his seat, begrudgingly complying with your command, though his expression remains sullen.

Suddenly, his eyes widen. a pleasant scent fills his nose. He turns back towards you, inhaling deeply. He looks at you, clearly curious about the source of the scent.

He leans in close to you, his tone a murmur so that only you can hear him. "What is that smell...?

"What smell?"

He leans in even closer, fixiated on you. He leans in even closer, his voice barely above a whisper, breath hot against your ear. "That scent...I dont recognize it." He pauses, trying to place it. "Where did you get it?"

You hold your wrist to his nose and he follows your cue, his hand closing aroundyour wrist and lifting it closer to him. His nose grazes your skin, lips nearly brushing against your pulse point as he inhales the scent again.

It makes heat rise up your neck. A hum escapes from his throat, almost like a pleasurable sound. He's clearly affected by the fragrance your'e wearing.

"This one? Do you like it." Oh he definately doesn’t like it. Its clear he loves it, because when you try and put your arm back down he doesn't let you. Cregan keeps his eyes shut, his hand still holding your wrist. He inhales once more, savoring the scent. He nods, opening his eyes to look at you, mind slightly dazed

"Yes," he murmurs, "i like it. A lot."

You'd expected a compliment or two from him but drooling like he is? You hadn't seen that coming. "Well thank you…That's very kind of you."

It looks like Martha really knew her stuff. That oil could make a man fall to his knees for a woman. To him, it made you smell deliciously sweet. Delectable even.

Cregan releases your wrist finally, hand falling away from your arm. The absence of his touch leaves a tingling feeling on your skin, a strange sensation that makes your heartbeat quicken ever so slightly.

He leans back in his seat, eyes roaming over you once more, as if studying you. After a moment, he speaks again, his voice quieter this time.

"May I ask where you got it?"

"Yes, Martha made it."

"Martha you say?" he asks voice tinged with curiosity, impressed by the fact that she had the skill to create such a stunning fragrance. "And she mixed it herself...?"

"Yes, I was just as surprised as you."

He leans in again unexpectedly, voice low and soft. "I can also smell something else on you, if I'm not mistaken."

"Like what?"

His nose brushes against the line of your jaw. The sound of him breathing you in sends a shiver down your spine, and you can feel your pulse quicken in response. He doesn’t care how indecent his actions look, not when you smell like such a dessert.

"The faint, sweet scent of oranges, he murmurs, voice thick with barely restrained want. More like need.

You feel your ears and cheeks burning up "Y-yes you are correct. Martha put oils in my bath this evening."

He leans back once more, eyes roaming over your face. The flush thats crept up your neck and cheeks....The scent of you is seemingly even more tantalizing now.

"You smell positively delicious." he says in a teasing tone.

And where is Jace in all this? Sitting beside you, arms crossed and scowling, giving the dirtiest look imaginable in Cregans direction. He's been observing the interaction between you and Cregan with growing suspision of his intentions. But he says nothing, merely clenches his jaw and seethes silently.

"Thank you Lord Stark..."

He glances over at Jace, noticing the look on his face, but he disregards it, his attention entire focused on you, showering you with affection and compliments.

"Your'e very welcome" he responds with a sincere voice, eyes lingering on your face a few seconds longer than needed.

"So um...How was your hunt?" You ask, to shift the conversation away from you. You need a moment to slow your heart and compose yourself before you start stumbling over your words at his proximity.

"Quite large. Five stags, a boar, and two does, all in one day. It was an excellent hunt."

"Do you think yours is the largest?" you already know, something else of his is definately large

Cregan scoffs, his confidence unshaken by the question as he responds without hesitation.

"I know it is. No one else will have a kill as impressive as mine, I can assure you of that.

"Well you'd better hope I think so."

The guests find their seats and settle in for an evening of celebration and merriment. The air is filled with the buzz of conversation and the sound of laughter.

“Bring out the hunters game!”

❆ • ❆ • ❆ • ❆ Next chapter is coming at break. ITS GONNA EAT, JUST WAIT. (Might be extra long. If I don’t upload by then just know I’m super busy!!h

Ps. If you want me to do a Christmas special for Cregan (outside the storyline) give me ideas in the comments 🫶🏾

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[ikeromantic]

HAPPY NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE!!! 🎉🎊💖🎆

I'd like to order a Gilbert in the library with some red hots plz👀

Have a good day/night, and thank you for all the delicious fanfic you have been serving us!😔🙏🏻

Next up, hot plate! Watch your fingers ^_^ Approx. 1300 words of some spicy Gilbert in the library! IkePri New Years Event story!

Gilbert sat in one of the overstuffed library chairs, his boots carelessly resting on top of a polished wood and glass table. He held a book in his hand, skimming the pages with an expression of boredom. Waiting was hard, but he knew sometimes you needed patience to hunt rabbits.

A little while later, he was rewarded for his persistence when the door swung open and the Belle walked in. She didn’t notice him at first. Her eyes were on her prize - the shelf of racy romance titles. It was only when she stopped to peruse that she noticed him there and startled. “Prince Gilbert?”

“Are you asking or telling?” He closed the book he’d been reading but held it dangling between two fingers. 

“Ah . . . telling?” She drew her shoulders up, tense as a soldier about to go into his first battle. 

Gilbert chuckled. “Another question?”

His teasing got the intended response as she huffed. “That was clearly not a question. I wish you’d stop intentionally misinterpreting me.” 

“So the rabbit shows her sharp teeth now, hm?” He laughed again. 

She took a breath before responding. “I apologize, Prince Gilbert. I didn’t mean to snap at you.”

Gilbert shrugged. “I like it when you stop hiding behind courtesy.”

“Well I don’t care much what you like.” The Belle sniffed and turned to the shelf, trying to ignore him.

“But you give it to me anyway. I think you might care more than you want to admit.” He got up and went to stand beside her. “So what are we looking for today?”

She side-eyed him and continued her search.

“Won’t say? Or don’t know?” Gilbert grinned, his crimson eye flashing. He knew exactly what the little rabbit was here for. 

“If I tell you, will you go away?” The Belle turned to face him fully, realizing as she did so that he was close. Nearly close enough to kiss. But she didn’t back down. 

Gilbert raised an eyebrow. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes! Obviously.” She tried to frown but it was spoiled by the heat in her cheeks and the way her gaze darted about.

“If that’s what will make you happy, of course I’ll comply. I’d hate to upset you, little rabbit.” He touched her cheek lightly with his thumb. It was bittersweet that he could speak so honestly to her in these moments. She assumed he was playing some deep political game and of course, he was. But not in the way she expected.

“Great. Then I’ll tell you. I’m trying to find the new book from Jade. It’s called Love Blossoms, and Sariel told me he’d had it set aside on the shelf here. But I can’t find it, so maybe he . . .” Her gaze dropped to the book in Gilbert’s hand. 

He grinned. “Thank you. You’ve fulfilled your end of our bargain, so I’ll take my leave.” Gilbert turned to go and was unsurprised when her hand darted out to catch his sleeve.

“Wait!”

“Is there something else? I thought you said it would please you for me to go . . .” He studied her expression. There was so much at play there. Tension, want, fear. Desire. He turned back toward her.

The Belle swallowed, the tip of her tongue licked the corner of her lips. “The um, the book I was looking for. You have it?”

“Oh? This one?” He held it up. “Is this what you want?”

Her eyes finally met his, and there was heat in them. “You know I do. I’m not sure how you knew but . . .”

Gilbert’s smile was thin and sharp. “What a coincidence! I just decided to read this story before you walked in.” 

She sighed. “Prince Gilbert. I know you aren’t really interested in that book. You - You’re just trying to manipulate me.” Her lips made a firm, angry line and her shoulders were tense. “Why don’t you just tell me what it is you want?”

“So direct. I like that about you.” He pretended to inspect the book cover. “Why don’t you tell me what’s so fascinating about this book. I want to know what you like.”

A slight flush crept up her cheeks at this, and she looked away. “It’s, erm, I heard it’s got good characters. And . . . the, um, the dialogue . . . and the story is a passionate romance.”

Gilbert nodded. “Mmm. Like, this part?” He cleared his throat, “The scholar cupped her face in his palm-” He stepped closer and lightly set his palm on her cheek. “I want to make you bloom. To see you open to me like a bud in the spring. The scholar’s hand caressed her shoulder, dropped to her breast, tracing the line of it under her thin, linen dress.” 

He slid his hand down, brushing over her shoulder, expecting her at any moment to step back or slap his hand away. But she didn’t. His fingertips outlined the swell of her soft breasts.

The Belle’s lips parted, and she let out a gasp of pleasure and surprise. 

“I want to taste your nectar, the scholar said, and began to unbutton her bodice.” Gilbert’s hand drifted to the line of buttons down the front of her dress. He began to undo them slowly, his scarlet gaze locked with hers. He was close enough to feel the tremble in her breath. Fear. Anticipation. Desire.

The heavy cloth fell open to reveal the thin linen of her underdress. Gilbert reached to tug it down. He wanted to see her stripped. To revel in that intimate vulnerability only lovers shared. She drew him, like iron filings to the magnet. 

“What -” Her voice shook, “What are you doing?”

“Do you want me to stop, little rabbit?” Gilbert stepped even closer, leaning toward her until his lips brushed hers, their breaths comingled. “Ask. Tell me. Say ‘stop’.”

“I . . . I . . .”

He touched the tip of his tongue to her parted lips, tasting them in an almost kiss. She was sweet, with a hint of sharpness and heat. Like a good champagne. Gilbert pressed his mouth to hers, invading her, claiming her. He had intended only to tease, but with her so close, so yielding, he couldn’t not help but take more territory. Advance and conquer. 

The Belle moaned against his lips, kissing him back with unexpected ferocity. Her mouth moved against his, her tongue darting in to taste him. 

Gilbert let his lips move down her neck, enjoying the way she arched into his touch. The little sounds she made. He tugged her underdress out of his way, revealing the soft slopes of her breasts. These he kissed as well, licking a line of heat down to the nipple.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging, pushing. Her breath was uneven, shallow and ragged. 

He laughed as he took one nipple in his mouth, teasing it with the scrape of his teeth and the velvet heat of his tongue. He could feel it tighten under his ministrations, heat rushing to her skin. Her reactions made him want her all the more.

His hand stroked her thigh, tugging her skirt up so he could feel her satin skin.

“Prince . . . Gilbert . . . I - I”

He felt something in chest constrict as she said his name. A sharp tightness that made it suddenly hard to breathe. An ache that was more than physical. Gilbert let her skirts drop and pulled back. 

The Belle looked at him with heavy lidded eyes. Desire obvious in her expression, disheveled and aroused. “You stopped?”

Gilbert forced a smile, and set the book down. “Enjoy your book, little rabbit.”

He picked up his cane and turned to go. 

“Wait. Prince Gilbert.” She reached out to him, but he continued walking. 

It was too early in the game, he thought, and besides, the delay in gratification would only make victory sweeter. For both of them.

[pyro-madder]

ask game ask game

Lady Maria!

favorite thing about them : her nuance and how she challenged my writing and perception. also, i find myself humming her first phase a lot.

least favorite thing about them : her third phase hitboxes are ARHGGHGH

favorite line : "What's wrong, my hunter? Don't you hear the hunt calling?... Or do you wish to tease something more from the depths of this nightmare? Even if it means my murder..." yeah it's a cut one, but the two we do have in-game are quoted so often, iconic as they are...

brOTP : rn it's Rom :} i need to get thinking about Adeline and the old hunters as well though.

OTP : Gehrman 🤟😔 I never had a problem with it, and I predicted I'd end up shipping it out of spite but I'm also getting more and more genuine love for it. peace and love in yharnam(??)

nOTP : sigh... i'd hate to perpetuate the general belief you can't like both, but i have ten years of fandoms in my resume and there are situations i will simply block out. i know you shouldn't let fandom experiences affect your approach to the source material but i was uninterested in her and adeline anyway, and want to keep the right to remain so as long as i'm not an ass about it sdfghjklm maybe someday i'll see it in a new light.

random headcanon : she's adept at falconry ! her main companion being a gyrfalcon.

unpopular opinion : ok hear me out, what if she liked BOTH pants and skirts and she was like those girls who basically shapeshift into the opposite presentation when they don't fit someone's preferences and oh my gods this is pointless. i'm still getting used to her character please give me time

song i associate with them : this (and the whole album) is more a gehrmaria song than one for her alone, but it's all i have for now. spoilers for a wip of mine...............

favorite picture of them : poggers

[threestargirls]

why did you choose to have your oc burn the cabin down? Like what was she thinking?

AYYYY ANON ASKING ABOUT MY OC 🥳 i absolutely love this question and i have been shaking like a chihuahua waiting for someone to ask it (tw for suicidal thoughts. and just suicide in general i think. also tw for those with eating disorders, specifically bulimia- vivienne doesn’t have an ed, but there’s a brief mention of something that could be potentially triggering for those who struggle with it)

for general plot reasons, i wanted to make sure vivienne was well blended into the story. i wanted her to be her own character without changing major plot events or how the characters view each other. in better words, i want her to be an addition to the plot, not create an entirely new one.

having her burn down the cabin seemed like a very reasonable choice for that, given that in canon we don’t have 100% certainty on who did it. vivienne was extremely suicidal at that point. i think the only thing keeping her alive to the point of when the first hunt even happened was fear of leaving everything behind, if that makes sense.

she didn’t want to entirely leave behind her life. she wanted to die, but the thought of not knowing what came after death, combined with the guilt of leaving mari and lowkey some of the other girls was convincing her to keeping her life. even if she didn’t speak with mari much at this point, mari was still extremely important to her and loved by her. (hence why after their second fallout in season 3, vivienne is still devastated by mari’s death to the point of no recovery.)

sorry for getting off topic but i think this is importantly. vivienne straight up offered to kill herself when everyone suggested the hunt- she freaked out and just say she’d give herself up so no one who actually wanted to live had to die. mari, who by this point would be actively trying to reconnect with her, would shut the idea down. she said that “wasn’t how It worked” and that it had to be the wilderness’s decision, which enough others would agree with to make vivienne the minority opinion. after this, the hunt plays out as in canon.

after she finally eats javi, there’s definitely a severe spiral she goes down. sits on the outside porch for as long as possible after choking him down, forcing herself to throw up. when it starts to get dark, someone comes and talks to her, eventually coaxing her to get inside. i’m not sure who that person will be- most realistically, it would be taissa or mari, but i really really really want it to be travis so i can use vivienne as a plot device to further his and shauna’s parallels….. alas i don’t think it’s realistic for it to be him💔.

okay i got REAL off topic with that but it felt quite necessary for the buildup. the one line that completely inspired her burning down the cabin is from the hunger games!!!

i don’t remember if it’s in the books because it’s been years since i’ve read the og trilogy (😔), but in the movies there’s a line where finnick odair is talking about annie in the capitol while he’s in the hospital in district 13.

“i wish she was dead. i wish they were all dead, and we were too.”

so obviously extremely different conditions, but the line out of context really represents vivienne’s mindset in her decision to burn the cabin down. especially after natalie being crowned their leader- natalie was one of the few who was consistently against the wilderness stuff, which is why vivienne trusted her at all. watching even nat succumb to it in favor of relief as their leader was 100% vivienne’s last straw.

i’m pretty sure the cabin burned from the outside, so my thought is vivienne would maybe be out there with a candle just sitting alone, mulling over her thoughts. again, still extremely suicidal, except now it’s pure guilt that’s stopping her. she knows that if she kills herself, she’ll be eaten, which means javi would’ve died for no reason. she doesn’t necessarily see his death as a sacrifice, but she does think that her death would mean his would be for nothing.

everything would just kind of crash down on her in that moment, and she’d just be kind of… out of it. i’m not entirely sure how to describe her thought process in that moment besides that finnick quote. at this point, she’d lost all hope for rescue. and what kind of life was this, anyway? eating their friends to survive? suffering and starving? wouldn’t it be better to not have to go through it anymore? the outside world probably presumed them dead, anyways, right?

she’d take the candle to one of the walls of the cabin, waiting for it to catch fire. if it doesn’t work, she’ll find some other way. don’t have the details figured out but you get the gist of it…

she’d leave it burning and go back inside. when she started smelling smoke, i think the weight of what she’d actually done would crash down upon her. she’d freak the fuck out as the fire began to spread.

in canon, shauna is in the attic writing in her journal when she notices the fire, and then she really hastily grabs stuff and wakes everyone up downstairs. this would be almost the exact same with vivienne in the show, except vivienne would be waking up everyone just before shauna got downstairs. they’d probably get out with more supplies than in canon since they were awake longer with vivienne waking them up before shauna would.

okay this is SO long if you read this long you get a cupcake 🧁 seriously this is the best question ever sorry it took me so long to get to anon!!!

[h1s-m4rtialgod]

.. Can I ask all :3

Hate you miiingggg >:( /nsrs, aff, pos

Legally Blonde - how far would you go for your beloved to choose you? (as far as trying to get into Harvard?) if you saw them with another person, would you give up on them?

FAAARRR. Literally so far, you would only be mine <33

Seeing you with friends? Im good with that!! Seeing you with someone whos OBVIOUSLY flirting with you? Death. Death to them. /silly

Wicked - if you and your best friend had the same beloved, what would you do? would you let your best friend have them (because you’re “Not That Girl”)?

#1 - Most of my friends are either TAKEN or lesbians

#2 - If they WERE to like you, best believe theyre getting hunted down 😔

The Phantom of the Opera - what is a flaw that your beloved hates about themself (or something people consider a flaw) , but you find absolutely beautiful?

I dont thiiink you have told me of any of ur insecurities, which if you did MY MEMORY IS FAILING ME AND IT NEEDS TO BE BEATEN (/silly, nsrs), buuutt I love everything about you. No matter what may be something you dislike about yourself or something, It will be my favorite thing about you <3

Rent - what would you give (how much money would you pay) to make sure that your beloved was all yours and was perfectly happy with you? what would you give up for a relationship with them?

WILL LITERALLY GIVE UP ANYTHING FOR YOU. Will get 2 or more jobs to just pay for anything you want and wont expect anything else :3 good news is that you ARE mine, so i can do that in the future <333

But lets say you weren’t mine, what would i give up for you??? EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING U ASK

The Music Man - have you ever told a lie about yourself to a current or former beloved just to make yourself look better?

Ssssadly yeah.. for my formers, atleast :,3 lied mostly abt my obsessions and stuff, dimmed it down n all that.. nothing serious actually, moslty just my mental shit which made it WORSE ssooo..

Grease - would you change yourself for your beloved? would you change your beloved to fit your standards?

Trying NOT to so i can improve my mental sniff, but if u asked me to change for you, I would <33 i wanna be absolutely PERFECT for you <3

Sweeney Todd - what is your idea of ultimate revenge? what would someone have to do to your beloved for you to play that out?

DEAAATTH. /silly

Probably just.. blackmailing or sum like that??? Maybe ?? If they like. Ever talked shit on you or tried to hit on you, I WILL PROBABLY TRY TO FIND THEM AND FORCE BLOCK THEM ON UR ACC 💔💔

Into The Woods - what is a fairy tale that reminds you of you and your beloved? (or reminds you of what you would want you and your beloved to be like)

AWW HOLD ON.. I DONT KNOOWWWW :((

FUCK I WISH I KNEW MORE FAIRYTALES CAUSE. WE NEED ONE OF US :(( <3

The Sound Of Music - is the approval of your darling by friends and family important to you? or does it not matter?

NAH, I DONT CARE ABOUT THEIR OPINION <33 I love you, and thats all that matters <333 (But if they love you too, thats an addon cause i DO want them to like you :33)

[ceilidho]

Pls I loved your Abby/Ellie fic. I had to take an hour break to sit and reflect because it was that good. God help me, I could gush about it for an entire thesis. 🫠 I wish I could leave you a million kudos <3.

P.S. I hope Abby gets to eat in the future 😔.

that means the world to me, thank you so much for taking a chance on it 💗💗 i really appreciate it because i know it's extremely annoying to follow a writer for one specific fandom only for them to suddenly write for one you might not be interested in. thank you so so much 💗💗💗💗

dw, i won't be writing it anytime soon, but i'm obsessed with abby/ellie now. more absolutely will be coming in the future. i would really like to write a fic based on abby hunting down ellie and joel, maybe even joining their group for awhile under a fake identity (kind of a fix it fic, but also not)

also i have a cute lil pinterest board for them here, if you wanna go look :))

[toxicroyjamie]

jamie actually doesn’t meet up with his dad in rehab because it’s a projection of ted’s wishes when he falls asleep on the plane!! and maybe it’s not even what ted wants because we can’t control our dreams!! i’m definitely compartmentalizing the finale here, but i loved the post about how ted and jamie’s daddy issues do not align. at all. and when ted tells jamie to forgive his dad, i think he means to do it in an indirect way, probably like how he’s made peace with his own father’s death. i also think ted avoids conflict and confrontation by using indirect communication, like we see how he avoids the betrayal from nate, seemingly never seeks an apology from anyone, and his communication with his mom just explains so much. on the other hand, we have jamie who is fully dedicated to resolving (almost) any conflict. we can see it when he asks for keeley’s advice, commits to being part of the team, and also training with roy. so even though it sucked i don’t think it’s outrageous the jamie would take that responsibility on himself to forgive his dad. but i hate it because we don’t see any of the details in james tartt sr’s development, and so it just feels undeserved and leaves me with a sour taste because we have only ever seen and heard of the absolute worst things this character has done. and it also diminishes the conversation he had with georgie, and to me the entire situation is just so unfair to jamie. i’m equally obsessed and frustrated with ted and jamie’s dynamic in the context of fathers and sons

wow i did not need to ramble so much, i hope some of that is coherent

Unfortunately Brendan Hunt confirmed that the finale montage was reality 😔 including beardjane wedding and baby

But I appreciate you sharing your thoughts!! This is really interesting!! There's absolutely a huge chasm between how Ted perceives James & Jamie and what their relationship is actually like and that definitely creates some issues imo

[choices-ceri]

sorry this isn’t really a question i’m just venting in your inbox but i really wish pb didn’t make cas murder an innocent girl in front of us in the first chapter of ID 😭 if i ignore that i love them but i don’t get why pb thought it was something everyone would be able to brush off as an “oh well 🤷🏻‍♀️” thing like ??? at least make her evil or something 😭 but no she was just some girl who was attacked and escaped and so had to be murdered? why couldn’t they just erase her memories since that’s something lewyn and astoria can do? especially since cas still got silver-branded for it anyway? i know it’s stupid bc it’s fiction obvs and hunting humans is the venandis’ whole thing (which again is so uncomfortable to me whenever i think about it 😭) but ahhh i wish pb made the venandis feed on willing humans or if they’re gonna stick to the whole hunting humans shtick i wish mc was able to express more discomfort with it at least initially bc realistically??? i don’t see how someone would be able to brush it off the way mc did just bc cas flirted with them 😣

Dw about it. All is welcome in my inbox :)

They really said ''what happened, happened''. She really got killed for the horrendous crime of tourism. She just wanted to visit a small seaside town 😔.

Idk. Maybe she ran a reddit stories account on TikTok but never posted Part 2's. That would be deserving of what Cas did.

I agree but like at least they did it for Seth so he wouldn't get in trouble with the Covens.

[idyllwave]

Wah, fuck you Gepard. How dare he!!! I trusted youuuuuuuuuu.

I kinda feel bad for Bladie since I was slandering him so badly but he was fricking innocent. Sorry Bladie pie :(

And Jing yuan! Jing yuan,jing yuan,jing Yuan. I would slap him and refuse to leave, like bitch, you don’t tell me what to do anymore. Idgaf if I get offed bcz of this, I’d still slap him.

Sooo, interview timeeee:

1. Is it that papa y/n doesn’t know that his daughter’s gonna be used for sacrifice? Cuz it doesn’t make any sense why he would agree to that since he seems to love y/n a lot.

2. Since Sunday mentioned something about having fei fei kidnap her, I find it hard to believe fei fei is on our little princess’s side.

3. OR it seems like fei fei is a spy for Jing yuan after all? Maybe the ‘hunt’ jiaoqiu, moze and yuan was talking about wasn’t borisin, y/n’s family, but Sunday? So a chicken hunt? I’m reminded of the time I used to terrorize my grandparent’s chickens as a kid 😭😭😭

4. I think yuan knew the key was fake from the moment geppie came over to hand it to y/n, which would make sense why he called it an “interesting piece of jewelry” or smth along those lines. Did he know???

5. Thinking about why blade was sad, maybe he knows y/n would die temporarily? I think he loved past y/n but past y/n never loved him back. If this is true, poor man is catching L’s left, right, center, up, and, down.

6. Bruh, geppie pissed me off so bad, like mtfkr, I’m gonna beat the shit out of you. Is he gonna get a redemption arc?

7. I think I’d like to see a bigger scene of jealous Jing yuan where instead of being outward abt it, he’s more silent buttt, he will proceed to get rid of said third person. Will we have a scene like that? Pleaseeee?

8. Yuan, dhil, and Bladie seem to have a plan…could it be that they’ll use fei fei to distract Sunday?

9. Will we get a flash back scene of how past y/n and past yuan met? Cuz I think they also would have a rocky start at first but it’s sort of a “X person fell first, Y person fell harder” yk???

10. And the long awaited compression shirt yuan is hereeeee 🤤🤤🤤. I’m literally thinking of Jing yuan’s way of tryna seduce y/n will be the compression shirt and doing pushups with her on his back. What do u think?

11. Sunday mentioned that if he knew y/n was his past lover, he wouldn’t have killed her so I don’t think he was serious when he threatened to cut her down in the training grounds. More of something to scare her away?

12. Yuan has definitely been cooking, I wouldn’t be surprised if papa y/n actually ends up backstabbing Sunday bcz maybe papa y/n, yuan, geppie and fei fei are all in on the plan to hunt Sunday?

13. Fei fei fei…kiss scene?

14. Why do I feel like there’s some sort of sexual tension between y/n and Sunday??? Like he pulled her into his lap??? Yooo, yuan would NOT like that.

I think this is all for my interview, hehe.

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I really wish if hoyo ever did a skin for yuan, they make him half naked like Mydei 😭😭😭. Author, am I being too delulu? All I want for cny is a jing yuannnn

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Do you have any song recs for me? Cuz my playlist is getting kinda meh. Preferably something that suits the respective chars of the emperor au?

I think “blue by yung kai” really suits past yuan

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And I can’t wait for empress y/n. Our little princess is growing upppppp!!

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I hope you had a fun time reading my ask!!!! even tho I’ll probably ask more tonight, oop, hehe. Have a good nightttt ❤️❤️

Gepard trying not to betray y/n in any story i write: impossible.

Blade 😔

1. Dear dad knew and thought sacrificing his daughter to stop jy was the best choice of action (the dick-)

2. She was, in fact, not on the princess' side

3. 😔 she's on her own side, whether she believed Sunday to be the right choice or not... 👀

4. He knew it was fake ;)

5. Blade, I'm afraid, will always love y/n no matter what book i write (im selfish like that cause he was the reason why I started playing hsr lol. Started for blade, stayed for jy)

6. He gets better ^-^

7. I already have a plan for that 😌

8. Sadly no

9. That scene will show up, but it'll be a little later

10. Definitely!!! 💯

11. Yeah, he wouldn't have hurt her again. He just wanted her to leave

12. Sadly, y/n's dad doesn't betray sunday

13. Maybe.

14. 🫣

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song recs... let's see what I got in my playlist (sorry if you know some of these already)

Burning Down - Alex Warren

GIRLS - The Kid LAROI

i like the way you kiss me - artemas

Breathe - Olly Alexander

Iris - Goo Goo Dolls

All the Stars - SZA

It's ok I'm ok - Tate McRae

Carry you Home - Alex Warren

Strangers - Kenya Grace

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I can't wait for empress y/n too!!

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I always have fun 💞

[takesuhigher]

It's just a wish. What good is wishing for? 😔

I had a dream thieves stole everything in the garage. My mom was very sad about her jewelry being stolen. (Irl there is no jewelry out there.) We had to arm ourselves just to go to the garage. The bad guys found us and bullets didn't work.

I had a dream I was being hunted down. Same dream? Maybe two dreams. Nightmares.

[1autistictacticalrefrigerator]

SoapGhost ( lil goofy prompt i made, but ignore the title bc i have no clue what to put up here. 😔 )

This was bad. This was very bad. Tomorrow was Ghost’s birthday, and Soap couldn’t get him anything. After a mission gone lopsided, Soap had been bedridden. Of course he recovered well, he even got gifts from Price, Gaz, and Laswell- which was strange, but hey, he wasn’t about to complain when he was getting free art supplies. ( Soap draws very well, and enjoys doing art. ) Soap wasn’t supposed to be too active, meaning he couldn’t go on a scavenger trip to hunt down the perfect gift for the perfect man because the doctor didn’t want him messing up the stitchings. Soap had spent the whole day trying to think of a good gift to give Ghost, since “birthdays” were a sensitive topic to Ghost. Or so Soap thinks anyway. Soap gets forcefully snapped out of his thoughts when his sketchpad falls out of his pocket.

“Oh-“ Soap jumps, startled from the sound of the sketchpad meeting the floor.

Soap picks the sketchpad which had been neglected for days, flipping through it. Scenery, plants, and other things filled the pages of the sketchpad. Especially Ghost. Definitely Ghost. Suddenly, the force of the universe and gods combined hits Soap. If I can’t buy Lt anything.. I’ll make him something. Something good. If there was one thing Soap was good at other than exploding things and making them fly sky-high, it was drawing and painting. So that’s exactly what I’ll make Ghost. Soap heads to his room, and of course, the gifts Price, Gaz, and Laswell left for him was lying around. Perfect, Soap thought to himself as he seats himself and gets to work. He spends the whole day painting a portrait of Simon in detail. Not Ghost, but Simon. Soap had only seen Simon once, but Ghost’s face was etched into Soap’s mind, and made a permeant home in Soap’s heart. At night, the painting finally dries and Soap wraps it up neatly before hitting the hay, beat from a whole day of stroking brushes.

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Today was Ghost’s birthday. Nobody really threw a party or anything of that sort because in the previous years where there was one, it was awkward and resulted in Ghost storming out of the bar, where the party was chosen to be. Everyone had acted like Ghost didn’t have a birthday ever since. Ghost didn’t seem to mind. But Soap knew better. He could see right through Ghost. Today was going to be difficult for him. He’ll get all sorts of stares, and people would most definitely avoid Ghost more than they usually do, or just end up giving Ghost a awkward moment. Soap couldn’t fathom how Ghost handles all that. Soap just wants Ghost to be happy on his Birthday, its not a everyday opportunity after all. Soap chose to give his gift to Ghost at night, when everything was quiet, and there was more privacy. When Soap approached Ghost’s room, he felt sick to his stomach, what if Ghost didn’t like the gift..? What if Soap’s gift offends Ghost? Or maybe Ghost is going to say Soap’s art skills are straight up rubbish. However before Soap could stop himself, he was already knocking on Ghost’s door. Oh well, theres no more turning back now. Soap thought, hiding the gift behind his back.

A few beats of silence occur before Ghost opens the door, “Sergeant.” Ghost greets Soap.

“Hey Lt. Mind if I come in?” Soap asks.

Ghost steps aside, letting Soap walk into his room with a confused gaze.

When Ghost finally shuts the door and turns to look at Soap, does Soap pull out the neatly wrapped gift, cheek blooming rose red. “Happy Birthday Lt.” Soap shoots his superior a sheepish grin. Soap expected to be shooed out of the room or get criticized, but what happened next was something he never expected. Ghost pulls Soap in for a tight hug.

“I thought you forgot.” Ghost- no. Simon whispered softly to Soap.

“Never Lt. Not even if you wished.” Soap grins, hugging Ghost back. Soap winces as Simon hugs him even tighter. “Ow. You’re gonna mess up my stitches, Simon. Now open your gift, cmon.”

Soap was sure he could see Ghost’s hands falter a bit before unwrapping the present with so much care. Ghost froze when the wrapper was off. The silence killed Soap.

“What wrong Simon…? Do you not like it? I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to-“ Soap started before Ghost cut him off.

“How..” Ghost started. “Why..” He was at a loss for words. Soap had hardly missed any details, it was almost as if he knew Simon’s body more than Ghost himself.

“Do you like it..?” Soap asked slowly.

“Too much, Johnny.” Ghost responds before dragging Soap in for another hug. This birthday wasn’t so bad after all. And Simon knew he’d frame and treasure the gift Johnny made for him forever.

Fin.

(Uh yeah and im half asleep while making this so forgive me if theres any spelling errors.. im gonna go AUGHHH MIMIMIMI now before i start flushing toilets for no reasons again bc im so unfocused.)

[h1s-m4rtialgod]

HEHEH ALL FUCKING ALL AGAIN HEHHEHEHEHEHE /J For the cat ask game

(I promise this isn't torture, maybe it is, BUT HEY 💔)

Ming, ily for wanting to know so much on me, BUT YOU SCARE ME ♥️ /silly

Ilyt :3 -Ming < asshole. /aff

kitten ♡ who was your first darling? are you still in touch?

First darling was uhh .. Yk who, but we are still? Kinda close friends? Idk what we are anymore BUT i just know we’re friends

house cat ♡ what kind of attention do you want from your darling? how do you try to get it?

IS ANY AND ALL AN OPTION? CAUSE ID TAKE EVERYTHING U GIVE ME AND DO WHATEVER FOR IT 😔 I will quite literally plead for it man HELP, whatever ya want

stray cat ♡ how do you feel when your darling interacts with others? do you try to isolate them?

I LOVE WHEN U INTERACT W/ UR FRIENDS N IM REALLY HAPPY U HAVE OTHER PPL TO INTERACT WITH :D Idm as much!! Anons do make me jealous though. Like. Real jealous. /hj

big cat ♡ do you want to control your darling? how much? what would you want to control?

Ill only control as much as you give me :,3 im like a guy at your feet begging for even the smallest bit of attention but when im given it, I WILL be going crazy /silly

wildcat ♡ what are some fantasies you have about your darling? what about the darkest ones?

Hmmm.. for me, its just me finally hanging out with you and living with you or sum SHSHSHH, darkest ones include just kidnapping or sum, i dont have dark thoughts alot of times 😔😔

purring ♡ what are your top love languages?

PHYSICAL TOUCH, DRAWING MY DARLING, AND ANYTHING TO DO WITH WRITING. I love hugging, holding, picking people up and ALL that, those r my tops though :3

sunbathing ♡ what would be your ideal date or hangout with your darling?

hear me out: We go out to get boba. We stop by stores and window shop and i buy you anything you want. We chill. We hang. We enjoy eachothers company <3

hissing ♡ are you jealous or possessive when it comes to your darling? if so, what makes you jealous or possessive?

TERRIBLY SO.. like even before we got together I may or may not have been so jealous anytime you got a romantic-looking ask or something and had to just stare at a WALL. /silly

biting ♡ does your obsession make you violent or aggressive? if so, in what way?

Not aggressive buuuuut a lil violent.. just a little.. yk… 😔

hunting ♡ how do you tend to get or find a new darling? im not answering this because its not happening

scratching ♡ how do you cope with any toxic urges you have related to your darling?

IIIIIIIm pretty sure I just sit there and then just kick my legs cause the good thoughts of you pour in more often then toxic urges shshsh (but. I wouldnt know for sure cause my memory is ASS.)

meowing ♡ how do you express your love to your darling, if at all?

I SHOWER YOU IN LOVE. in my way atleast. BUT IF WE KNEW EACHOTHER IRL, I WOULD MAKE YOU BRACELETS UPON BRACELETS FOR US AND CONSTANTLY JUST WRITE ABOUT YOU (This reminds me that my ex has 2 kandi cuffs from me and SEVERAL BRACELETS.. sigh)

pouncing ♡ do you stalk your darling? if so, how?

Wmdnwkw wish I could :( I just repeat go to your account every hour every minute, this morning i deadass kept checking ur page KNOWING YOU WOULDNT POST but I just kept CHECKING for an UPDATE for SOMETHING 😔

Not answering the one BELOW this, but id probably cry if you did any of that, BUT IF YOU DID, talk n resolve <3 (on the ask game, the one beneath pouncing)

whiskers ♡ how close are you with your darling?

Hopefully close !! Although I WANT to be closer, we are definitely glued to each other side and pretty close :3

collar ♡ what's the worst thing you would do for your darling?

NOTHING. I’d cherish you and just shower u in love <3 (But maybe lock you up so you can be all to myself. Possibly. Maybe.)

catnip ♡ what are your favorite things about your darling?

EVERYTHING. your personality, your voice, your face.. LITERALLY EVERYTHING. Everything about you is my favorite :3 <3

pawprints ♡ what are your favorite memories with your darling?

I will be getting more favorite memories soon, but right now?? When we shared old photos of ourselves to eachother. It felt reslly sweet n I got to put put a face to the man who is hogging every part of my minddd.. /pos

night vision ♡ do you ever have dreams about your darling? if so, what have they been?

SADLY NO. I WISH SO BADLY BUT NO. only daydreams and right before sleep, you’re a very good thing to think abt before sleep actually (2 night INSTANT sleep streak from just thinking of u)

[urstruly-ghst]

Hello ghst! I would like to request a reader who has a very sensitive neck say a little whisper coming from their S/O's lips perhaps? Fufufu~ Let's have fun with Jade, Rook, Trey, Jamil and Malleus. Enjoy and thank you!

note : sensitive neck gang 😔🙏

trey clover

Trey, was a mother hen, he figuratively breathes down your neck. In a caring way, and Trey does know of your sensitive neck. However, he does have a wrong interpretation on such.

He thinks your sensitive neck is something akin to easily irritated internally, so he watches what you eat a lot. It makes everyone who know of your true sensitivity laugh as you flush in embarrassment.

However, Trey found out the true meaning when you both were baking and he was monitoring you with his hands around your waist. He accidentally brushed his lips against your neck and this caused you to giggle and yelp while sifting the flour.

Trey was surprised and smirked, before apologizing, however that apology was half made as he had some ideas ringing around his head with this new discovery.

Now, you have to deal with Trey holding this new knowledge over his head. He sneaks in those small kisses on your neck while cuddling, saying goodbye, etc. However, he won't exploit this, he just thinks its a cute asset of yours.

jade leech

Whoever let Jade know about this was surely wishing hell for you. You never knew how he knew, but you guessed it was due to his extensive observing and profiling skills.

Back to the topic, Jade was a tease before, however, with this clear weak point he doubled his teasing antics with you! From him blowing air into your neck, sneaking in to brush his lips against your neck, slowly letting his fingers (gloved or not) trace the outline, or maybe even biting it! Jade pulls all these tricks!

You can tell he had fun, however, he would never let anyone know your weak spot. That spot was for his to tease and no one else! Jade may push you to wear his scarf just so only he can tease.

Jade knowing this is has a blurry timeline, he may knew of that before dating, maybe he knew it after a few dates, but the progress of teasing gradually gets more teasing leaving you breathless.

All in all, Jade is a tease in words and actions. Jade would cuddle you and you'd think it'll be normal, then he'll dip his head and brush his lips on your neck! You constantly fight for your life here!

jamil viper

Jamil is a tease when he can be, however, he was a tad more respectful and not holding this information above you like Jade and Trey.

Keep in mind, just because he is respectful, doesn't mean he won't pull up some sneaky tricks. No need to worry, Jamil's tricks are not that bad, however, it does consist of hot flushes running through your body.

He usually does the tricks in private though, because he doesn't want anyone else to know your weak spot. He lives for this knowledge. so he wishes that this one is for him to keep.

Jamil's tricks consists of: wrapping his arms around your shoulders and sneaking his fingers on your neck when you are distracted, blowing air on your neck during cuddles, placing his lips dangerously close to your neck, and many more!

Overall, he does find this information interesting. It was obvious that the neck of anyone is a huge weak spot in it of itself, yet with you it was even more so! He finds endearing, and he swore that he won't tease you.. much.

rook hunt

Lovely, a new spot for Rook to target whenever he sees you in the open. Unlike the others, Rook does target this spot to show off his undying affection you and show off that love.

He found out quite quickly the moment you two turned friends, he noticed the quick pip you do when you expose your neck too much, and he found out by developing a habit of watching you closely.

Rook was an amazing person to be with, so it gradually went to the dating stage, and Rook learned even more so how much of an effect the weak spot you have.

He often finds it teasing to shower you in praises and give a small blow on your neck when you least expected, giving you jewels (more specifically necklaces or chokers) to get a great opportunity to tease you. Ah the light seems so bright with these new discoveries!

Unfortunately for you, he does these tricks quite often, publicly and not. You can never keep up with the pace of surprise with Rook, he just adores the thrill and joy of seeing you flushed!

malleus draconia

For the love of the Seven, please tell him he isn't hurting you after he may (unintentionally) brushed up against your neck! Malleus doesn't quite get the sensitivity of it, so he assumes he scared you off or he has hurt you badly.

Malleus discovers this sensitive part by accident too, he was walking you home and, due to his height, mistaken your neck as your cheek/shoulder. He heard you squeak and that made his worry skyrocket.

Rest assured, when you resolved that he wasn't hurting you, he finds this quite the treat and may subtly mess with you in his own ways.

Unlike the rest, he isn't that much keen on affecting you physically, he loves messing you up with words alone. Though sometimes, he doesn't know how much of a tease he can be with words alone.

If actions comes to play, it'll be so surprising. He may breathe alongside your neck during cuddles, or he may use his long dragon tongue poke you gently, or let out a small breath of fire. So not like his usual self, as Sebek notes, yet you bring out a side of him he never knew existed. In many good ways!

[differentfandomsandthings]

(Tbb s2 e12 spoilers down below)

CROSSHAIR!!!!

Some Clones are being forced to retire. They are not happy about it.

Dang, they can't even keep their helmets off now or it's out of uniform 😕

Lieutenant Nolan. Already hate him. He doesn't like clones, had the nerve to say they are used equipment. EQUIPMENT! How many clones is he going to get killed...

The music!

Lol I can't tell if the clone tripped him or Nolan slipped. I think he slipped, either way it was funny.

Long haired clone! And he's a Commander but Commander who? There's also Hexx and Veetch...think they are going to survive this episode..probably not.

I like this new Commander already! He don't take no crap. " In my experience, respect is earned. Tell me lieutenant. How many missions have you commanded?"

Nolan: 😠🤐🙁

New Commander: that's what I thought b*tch.

Clone Commander has a name it's Mayday..I like it.

Crosshair was hesitant to give his name...kinda understandable

They've been on that planet for about a year. Protecting "precious cargo " with no backup or approved equipment request. Why do I feel like that cargo is going to be worthless and Mayday's whole squad was killed for nothing.

Ice vultures

Hexx is down

I love the way they showed that explosion affecting Crosshair' s eyesight because of his helmet!

Oh, Veetch was killed too😔

Commander Mayday: the raider didn't get far. His cohorts just left him here.

Crosshair: no point in carrying dead weight

Mayday: 😐remind me not to die on your watch...

Crosshair just stepped on a mine!!

Mayday is doing his best to help.

Crosshair mentions clone force 99, said they're gone..he hurting.

Yay! Crosshair didn’t get blown up!

Lol I'm loving Crosshair's little Mm-hmmms this episode 😆

The music!

The cargo was Stormtrooper gear...

Mayday: we're good soilders, we followed orders and for what?

That's right Crosshair, get to thinking. For what? All for nothing. " All you'll ever be to them is a number." It seems not even that now..just used equipment 😔

Crap, avalanche!

Crosshair lost his helmet and Mayday doesn't look so good😟

Clone cuddles..poor Crosshair I can feel how cold he is through the screen.

I'm glad he's not leaving Mayday behind.

If Crosshair is left on this planet I'm going to riot..

Lieutenant asshole isn't helping them at all but what did I expect.

Crosshair's voice when he was begging for help for Maday "but he'll die"🥺😭

I can not stand this lieutenant Guy!! Such an absolute asshole!!🤬Something kill him please!

Again with the vulture. What does it symbolize? Breaking free? Or death?

OH MY GOODNESS!!!HE DID IT!! CROSSHAIR HAS HAD ENOUGH! HE SHOT THE LIEUTENANT!! This is not good for him. He doesn't have the strength to run.

OH MY GOSH!!!! HE'S ON MT TANTISS!! THIS IS NOT GOOD AT ALL!! "cooperate and you just might survive". Ummm what is that? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??!! Is that mad scientist Hemlock going to expirament on him!!?? Oh my gosh I'm sooo scared for Crosshair😬😬😨😨😭😭😱😱

This episode was great and heartbreaking 💔 seeing how the clones don't matter to the empire. I mean, we know but this episode really drove it in. Even Crosshair reached his breaking point. I just wish he could have stolen a shuttle and gotten out of there. Now he's at the mercy of those mad scientists.

I feel like they might try to turn him into one of those Assassin clones we saw in episode 7 or maybe the first death trooper. Then he'll be responsible for hunting down the batch and kidnapping Omega. Oh man, that's to much heartbreak, I hope I'm wrong. They might just torture him and force him to tell them everything he knows about clone force 99.

Maybe when Omega gets taken by the empire they will be able to rescue him too. If it's not to late😔