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atopearth · 17 days ago

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The Legend of Heroes: Trails in the Sky the 3rd Part 2 - First Meetings and Growth (Chapter 4)

I guess Ein calling themselves a dog of the church is fitting in the sense of what she says (sniffing for sacraments and tearing through the throats of those enamoured by them). But it sounds like such a sad job. Kevin definitely seems to like Rufina so I can see why Ries is a bit more reluctant to show him how she truly feels towards him. I wonder what happened to Rufina. How very saddening that it seems like Kevin blames himself for Rufina's death and has been doing all the "dirty" jobs as punishment to himself, pushing away Ries but still forming bonds with Estelle and them, so Ries is jealous yet happy for him, until she realised that they're all superficial. It's understandable though. I've always felt even from SC that Kevin was like an outlier. I don't blame Ries for being fed up with this "fake" Kevin, but dang everyone resorts to slapping people in Trails huh! It'd be refreshing to get a punch or something instead one day haha!

Anyway, I'm glad Ries got to say what she wanted to express though, I think she needed it. As for Joshua, I agree with him that even though Kevin did nothing to stop Estelle getting abducted etc, what he did with the stigma on Joshua allowed him to free himself from the "ending" where he would have killed Estelle under mind control and I can see why he would be forever grateful for that. If he killed Estelle, I'm not sure if even killing himself would be enough to make him feel like he could repent for that sin. Awww!! We get to see how Kloe was when she first transferred to Jenis Royal Academy! She's definitely crazy polite so I can see why people would be interested in her haha! I guess that red hair dude that was on the rooftop was the Student Council President before Jill. I wonder if there's a romance line there for Kloe hehe! LOL Anton and Ricky went to Jenis Royal Academy?! Can I ask how did Anton pass the entrance exams, he's always so silly😂😂 LOL I was about to say how did Anton graduate but of course he's repeating the year again hahahha, he really is silly! He should have listened to Ricky and not chose social studies since he's bad at memorisation haha!

Trust the Student Council President, Lechter to tell Kloe that she's too uptight and not enjoying herself at the academy enough. But I think one thing he said/asked was right when she was talking about how she'll work hard at such a great academy etc, it's that, is just working hard at studies really what she came here for? I can see why Leo and Lucy are fed up with looking for him haha! It's funny but I guess Lechter is like the academy version of Olivier, a troublemaker wherever he goes, and everyone who follows is there to apologise for his actions haha! Lechter got some good reflexes to escape from Jill and Hans on the roof lol! Even Sieg couldn't see where he went lol. It's so funny how Jill and Hans were more impressed with how Kloe could talk to a falcon than Lechter escaping somehow hahahha. Lmao at if you talk to Clara and Monika in the clubhouse, Clara is abusing her seniority trying to get Monika to give her eggs to swap with her carrots and broccoli, most likely everything she doesn't want to eat lmao. It's pretty amazing how the guy gets around everywhere. Not only does he sleeps on the Dean's sofa, sits in the faculty room but he even passed by Felicity and provoked her so she would become the head of her club lmaoo, he's doing good by being a troublemaker.

I feel so bad for Lucy LOL, she's at her wits end, she even stuck Lechter to herself with handcuffs and he still somehow escaped😂😂 Honestly though, going to the auditorium after searching for Lechter all around the school really makes you want to laugh because of his silly face lol. I was wondering what was the book everyone mentioned Lechter was reading, and it was Kitty Talk for Dummies HAHAHA. I wanted to say it's cute how Lucy drags Lechter to go study for exams and how maybe they do go well together, but I think condemning her to a fate of chasing Lechter around for the rest of her life is cruel so I think she can definitely do better especially with how beautiful she is. Lechter can communicate with Sieg!! Husband material right there. Lechter pissing everyone off is hilarious. It's so funny how Ms Millia is usually happily grading papers after exams but because of Lechter's comment that it must suck to be a teacher to grade exams, she had to go back to her room to cool off because of how annoyed she was😂😂 It's crazy how Gilbert was a part of the Student Council before and was so smart and proper, guy really fell baddd. I feel so bad for Lucy because she feels like punching Lechter every time she sees him and she just can't help it, it's a terrible dilemma especially because he deserves it, can't believe the guy went gambling as a student lmao. Kloe really is so kind. When she first met Clem, she found his pretty stone for him, and since she was worried about him going home by himself, she asked if she could go home with him since she's lost and needs directions so he wouldn't feel embarrassed to have someone escort him, she's so graceful and sweet. Seeing Kloe show her anger, and seeing Jill feel so bad and talk to Hans was sweet. Kloe has always held herself back so this is improvement. Just for fun, I decided to have Jill stay in Hans room to see what happens because I was 90% sure someone was going to come in and lmao, she starts snoozing away and Leo comes back and says they're sleeping outside now haha, very gentlemanly of them. Rhody is so petty LOL, he confessed to Lucy and got rejected and knows that she's interested in someone else (probably Lechter) but he doesn't want to tell Hans so he can experience the misery of getting rejected too😂😂 Lechter just withdrew from school and disappeared?? Then they meet two years later?? I'm very curious. I mean, I think it'll be hilarious if he becomes king alongside Kloe lmao. I'm kinda curious to know what happened to Lucy and if Hans confessed to her though.

Even though I also think it's a waste for Kilika to be a guild receptionist considering her combat skills, I do agree with Zin that she hasn't been standing still and has been walking forward like Zin and Walter in finding her own answer to what living a life following the Living Fist is. Her job may not be combat-centric but it's so essential because she paves the way for bracers so that they can walk an easier and clearer path to achieving their objectives. Even though they're not there yet, I think it was sweet of Kilika to ask Zin if he wants her to return to Calvard as a final consideration as to whether she'll accept the job from Ambassador Cochrane to be division chief in the intelligence agency Calvard will be implementing in their country to combat terrorism and all the other issues that a country lacking unity is facing. I've always liked how headstrong Kilika is so I love that when Zin expressed that he wanted to stay in Liberl and wait for her to train her successor and then they can go back to Calvard together, Kilika told him that they'll be spending lots of time together whether they like it or not when she gets back anyway so he should just go back now haha. I look forward to seeing how they develop. I'm definitely surprised to get Anelace as a party member! Does that mean we'll get to use Carna and Grant too?🤗

Oooh how interesting! Once upon a time, Anelace's grandfather trained Cassius! I think I can understand why Cassius doesn't plan to pick up the sword again and how the staff fits his way of living more. He's not criticising the way of the blade as Anelace chooses for her path, but I guess it's a matter of conviction, and Cassius sticking with the staff is his way of sticking with the ideals and beliefs he's fought for and decided upon the moment he picked up the staff and gave up on the sword. It's interesting to see that Richard hails from the same type of swordsmanship but has developed in a more defensive way to suit his style of fighting to protect his country. His actions were wrong but his heart was never in the wrong place when it came to what he was fighting for. Wow that Cassius gave Anelace a sword he once used himself! I guess it's understandable to give it to her though, because there's really no one else to give it to lol. Since Richard has decided to start a research company as a civilian, I am curious how his life will go from now on. Considering we always only get to see a more silly side of Anelace, I enjoyed this side story getting to see Anelace try to find her reason for taking up the sword and getting to know how Cassius and Richard view it, and then once again reflecting upon herself to not focus on merely getting stronger but also strengthening her resolve as to why she picks up the sword.

No way!! Schera chopped off her hair!! I loved her long hair, I'm so sad. Lmao young Schera really was rude huh! I'd say she's worse than Estelle as a junior bracer because she just called Aina a waste of time to her face because she went to the Bracer Guild to find someone who can sightsee with her LOL. I'm glad Kurt came to intervene because just as Estelle needed lighthouse guy to kinda remind her of what being a bracer is, it seems like young Schera needed that understanding from Kurt. Poor Kurt though, I can't imagine juggling being the Guild Receptionist and doing all the hard jobs. Just looking at all the guild requests makes my head hurt, I can't even blame Schera for being stressed and thinking Aina is a waste of time with all of those, but as Kurt would say, bracers are here to help people so none of it is a waste of time. Awww, Percy first went to join the Fisherman's Guild when Schera was a junior bracer! It's been so long ago then! Wow, Fisher sold his house to establish the Fisherman's Guild, now that's dedication. I guess Lloyd has been here from the very beginning haha. Ooh so this is set around three to four years before Kloe's story which is understandable lol, but it's funny to see Anton being so happy to get accepted into Jenis here, and then think it's a curse later on lol. Awwww young Dorothy is so cuteee!! Of course she's lining up for ice cream lmao. It seems that Aina is running away from people...and it's crazy that Sorbet (popular ice cream stand girl in East Block of Grancel) has been doing this for so long!! So it started as a part time thing when she was a student and I guess it just blew up hahaha, great for her! Nial being introduced/labelled as "Unkempt Man" is rude😂😂 LOL at Dorothy and Nial's first meeting, what a nightmare for Nial😂😂 Legit just takes his camera and starts opening and closing it and then taking photos😂😂 Lmao at Patty and Ralph, he's been wrapped around her finger since the very beginning! She wanted to move to the city, so Ralph bought a house here and he's been doing all the chores😂 Guy's been having this dilemma with doing all the chores for years since they first moved here hahahaha.

I love how Aina fights by using her briefcase to hit people hahaha! I guess Aina's grandpa is the Saul Holden related to the Liberl Orbalship company and if she's inheriting all that, it's definitely a crazy amount so her uncle and them going after is understandable lol. Aina should have definitely disclosed the dangers of this job though. LOL Aina makes her own original blend of grenades😂 The laughing mushroom ones sound very useful. I can see why Schera felt so distraught when Luciola left and the troupe was gone. She lived a terrible life in the slums pickpocketing, stealing from the rich, then getting robbed by the poor who found out she got money with an endless cycle of violence of robbery, of course she wouldn't want to go back to that life and would be afraid of going back to that once she felt "abandoned". I'm glad she had Cassius to go to, otherwise who knows how lost she would have felt. I don't blame Aina for not disclosing everything though. If people like her relatives who she should have been able to believe in became such "monsters" after hearing the will, trying their best to kill her in any manner possible like pushing her down the stairs, poisoning her etc when she's just a minor, I don't know who you can really trust. I'm glad she doesn't blame her grandfather for giving her the inheritance and is instead trying her best to fulfil his wishes and receive it. I can't believe the Men in Black were ready to kill Schera in the middle of the city, crazy people. I was waiting for Kurt to save the day so I'm glad to see both him and Gundolf. Nice to know that even Kurt knows how much of a drunken lunatic Schera can be between jobs that he told her she needs to tone it down now that she's a senior bracer hahahah. I'm not surprised Aina donated all the money and she's not the type to regret it either. Nice side story but I'm still sad that Schera cut her beautiful long hair🥲🥲

Awww, Tita hugging Agate when he appeared from the stone was so cute. Btw it's pretty hilarious how if you talk to Tita and Josette who are around Ries, the get influenced by her words and are basically like Kevin sucks😂 I have to admit, even though I very much enjoy how cute Agate and Tita are, it is pretty weird of everyone to ship a 13 year old with an adult lolll😅😅 I don't think the age gap is the biggest problem here lmao. But it's always so cute to see Agate worry about Tita, and Tita always looking forward to seeing him. I'm so excited for Part 2 of Moon Door 1, let's goooo Erika vs Agate!! Agate having an ill sense of foreboding the moment he gets off the airship is hilarious😂 LOL I find it hilarious that Knowles (kid of the general shop owner in Zeiss) is teaching Monika (girl who is always running errands for her father) how to pick apples because it's impossible for her to know what is "good"😂😂 She's been running errands for three games and she's still having trouble on how to pick stuff that "looks good", which honestly to be fair can be difficult, but I agree with Knowles, just go with your gut! If it tastes bad, oh well, better luck next time! Waaait, Dan (Tita's father) was a bracer around the time of Cassius?! I find it very amusing that Muriel (Randall's granddaughter that was working at ZCF in the archive room who wanted to take over the receptionist job lmao) is now working at the bar! She was bored so I guess this is better for her hahaha! I miss Yuriel dissing Louise all the time. She's right that Louise needs to rely on herself to get up and not be late for work instead of getting Ursus to wake her up all the time, but considering how busy and demanding her job is, I'd cut her some slack since Yuriel won't lmao.

LOL at little Erika back in the day wanting to become a sister at the church but Father Vixen said not with her personality, so she went to cry to Cosimo and then launched a flying kick at him lmao, the poor guy😂😂 Everyone is a victim of Erika in this city😂 Woww! I guess after the Liber Ark fiasco, the Arseille has asked Faye to work on it as their mechanic! I'm so happy for her! Glad to know Constance (archive room lady) is consistently not cleaning the room😂 Also nice to know that Muriel hasn't quit, she's just skipping work to work somewhere else lmao. Ooh so Dan quit being a bracer around the time Cassius joined. I'm very happy that Agate isn't afraid to confront Dan about them allowing Tita to develop a weapon considering how young she is because I still don't approve even though the kids in this game are very mature and become engineers etc at very young ages. It was sweet to see Agate appreciate how much Tita has helped him more than he has helped her, but I think it's very balanced between them. They've always been there for the other when either needed them. When Agate was going through his roughest moments, Tita was there to care for him and remind him of what's important. When Tita was lonely and sad, Agate adjusted his busy schedule to make sure to have dinner with her at the end of every month. They both extremely care for each other and I'll always love their relationship.

Lmao I feel so bad for Agate for getting involved with the Russell family😂😂 When they all started laughing at starting the orbal gear experiment and Agate said what's wrong with this family, I died lmao😂😂 LOL at Erika's success dance hahahahah. Erika's "grrr" after Agate won against the Orbal Gear was hilarious, especially when she kept saying he cheated😂😂 Oh wow! Dan taught Cassius the basics on how to use a staff! I'm glad Erika and Dan got to witness how much Agate has helped Tita grow as a person though. He doesn't baby her, he tells her to never give up on things she's decided to do and has the resolve to do, he's blunt but he's got a beautiful heart and that's enough for me. He is definitely my best boy haha! Erika planting traps at her house to welcome Agate was the funniest thing ever😂😂 A hammer and then lances popping out of the ground lmao😂😂 I wish we got to see the actual dinner though, I think that would have been so fun too😂

Gilbert crying in the Le Loche Lodge makes me think I should cut him some slack but when I think about how he scared all the kids at the academy as well as the teachers, I can't forgive him no matter how pitiful he is. But I guess the biggest reason I don't like him is the lack of remorse towards any of the actions he has taken. I pity his circumstances but these were his choices and he should take responsibility for them. It's nice that Ries could finally come to terms with her anger and understand that what's most important is her desire to protect Kevin just like he and Rufina did for her. It was reckless of her to fight against a devil herself but it's nice to see just how strong Kevin can really get. I think it was very sweet to have Joshua be the one to unseal Estelle. If Kevin faints, I guess it's time for Ries to lead! These doors can be so long but I've been really enjoying all these memories tbh, all these first meetings are so cute and funny hahaha.

#the legend of heroes #trails series #trails in the sky #trails in the sky the 3rd

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maeve08 · 7 months ago

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who does i want to repent to? *sobbing* okay let's just overreact because i clearly can't take some things normally(some?) i feel too much and that's disgusting. one thing i hate about me would be- um idk lol, i dont hate me (really, vaibhavi?) okay fine, sometimes i do, somethings i do. but like, nobody can love themselves completely, can they? (ohmygod im about to get into a whole new lesson of self-love, no no no..) coming back, i can't stop thinking about that one night xyz person(whom i would like to stab 32 times on chest) said to me that, "you dont look good, im so much better looking than you." (hahaha like who decides this hierarchy?) and that little kid in me got offended (ik im good enough for me, my parents, my big bro, my friends and few more people i deeply am in love with.. else im not concerned about) but i still got soo offended that now after decades im writing about "that person" because i can't sleep *innocent smile*. why did they say im not good enough? WHY?! *aggressively walks in a huff* now guess what did i reply them with? lol- nothing good, i just said, "no, i am!" lmao because cmon idk what to do in such peculiar situations *shamelessly chuckles* before you (the reader) bash on me, lemme explain, it's just a thing! i cant expose myself verbally to any human. i need a paper and pen to convey my feelings (am i a qualified writer now? hehe) no wonder i want that despicable person to step on lego and.. (..perish? no no, so mean that is!) maybe just get doomed by god(as if this is less mean haha). i read Geeta in 9th grade *proudly inhales a deep breath* and i know according to krishna it's a weak human's tendency which we shall keep in ignorance, human who is bad tends to speak shit.. what's inside, comes out unwittingly (of course krishna said this in a better manner, unlike me) hence, i ain't anything less it's just; that plonker lacks kindness. either way if you say shit about someone to put yourself above, you are a beastly grody horrid macabre monstrous icky! (did i take this too far? hahaha sorry im just little dramatic.) anyway, say something nice to someone today! because krishna said so(not me) *cheers* :D

#rant post #love people #self love

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madstronaut · 1 year ago

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OMFG OMFG OMFG SHE UPDATED JOHNNY BOY!!!!!!!!!

GOD WHERE DO I EVEN FUCKIN START

emma telling mama her secrets?!?!

can she smell johnny on mama oh god the awkwardness

mama equating whats best for her is (not) whats best for emma re: (failing spectacularly at) pushing johnny away?

mama disdaining charlie aka mr. mid milquetoast fuckboi but putting up with him cos she hates johnny even more? RAAAAAGGGGGGHHHH

so many fuckin bangers in this chappie, a selection of some (not all) of my faves below:

“You searched around for anger, or even mild irritation, but it was gone, used up entirely by Johnny.”

“Why couldn’t you just let sleeping dogs lie?”

“That was the thing that made you consider it. Johnny. He was your kryptonite, your achilles heel, and you needed to burn his touch off your skin.” cue me biting my pillow to ABSOLUTE FUCKING SHREDS

“He wouldn’t share food with anyone, not even Tom, but if you asked he would always tear whatever it was in half and put it on your plate.”

“Johnny texted back something enthusiastic and barely legible.” LMAO picturing him just responding something super scottish and/or switching to gaelic cos hes so excited

also fucking obsessed with the full moon behavior lore and also johnny absolutely running to text her back immediately

“You planned on grabbing it for her for Christmas, a token of your appreciation for her help with Emma.” also smol sidenote but this is just an adorable lil touch i love friends who do this <3 (and try to do this for my friends as well)

“To see it for what it was felt…odd. You had heard about wolves claiming human spouses, putting a bite on their throat like a wedding band and never, ever letting go.” hahaha mama’s confusion 100 and brain bluescreening trying to comprehend johnny’s feelings for her is very relatable

“You didn’t think it was possible to hurt Johnny, but you did. It flashed across his eyes, his jaw tightening into a straight line.” YAHAHAHAH BOTH CLUTCHING MY CHEST AT THE ANGST BUT ALSO REVELING IN HOW DEEELICIOUS IT IS

“I’m not a good man, kitty. Hell, I’m not even a man, not really. I know I’ve hurt you, and I’ll repent every fuckin’ day for it, but if you let him touch you, I’ll gut him like a goddamn fish.” slow clapping at this whole exchange - mama being able to hold her ground and look him in the eye to cut him right back with her words while he literally has his claws sinking into her is E X A C T L Y why you’re such a good match for johnny, just give up no never stop fighting it is fucking hot as hell

"Your words weren’t working–they were working him up instead, like Emma when she watched the neighbor’s squirrels chase each other in the trees." fucking l o v e this line and also how from her outsider's perspective re: wolfish ways is also sorta from the inside thanks to emma

"Emma shouldn’t see Mum and Dad argue.” yes “arguing” indeed is that what they call it these days

"The audacity of men." a-fucking-men indeed

"You took a bite, just to appease them. You could still feel the small, stinging cuts his claws had scraped on your jaw." honestly feeling v empathetic for reader - when i am in emotional turmoil food just tastes like ash and i get an upset stomach afterwards even if im physically starving and eating something delicious

RAAAAAAAAAAA @ghostgorlsworld sending you so many smooches and chef's kisses for these developments MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH 😘👌😘👌😘👌😘👌😘👌😘👌😘👌😘👌😘👌

guess wot my fellow hoes (fellhoes?) you’re getting a two-fer-one deal

obligatory alpha post link below:

because I have been deep in my werewolf/hybrid!CODmen fixation while I was drunk off reading moondrunk I decided to take a break...

....by reading johnny boy and i dont want to even look at that ao3 history stat that tells you how many times you've visited this story IT IS A LOT

my record for one of my comfort stories is 79 times and that was back in january last i looked, and it doesn't count the copypaste backup i have in my notes in case of airplane mode. don't look at me rn (cough obligatory @the-californicationist G&G reference/tag here)

ANYWAY MOVING ON 🐺🐺🐺

Reading: Moondrunk Monster by @ghostgorlsworld

so I went to watch the Love Death Robots episode referred to here and UNFFFF forgot how good that whole series was! wolflovers, go watch the Shape-Shifters episode from S1

once again i love a good fleshed-out reader backstory and this one is no exception

also as a certified graves simp the spittake I had to clean up at reading the phrase “Captain Graves”

also wolf-friendly pain medication? please i would happily read an appendix or endnotes/footnotes about the lore/worldbuilding here <3

"They weren’t used to humans being kind to them."🥺🥺🥺🥺

me to myself: tbh in many ways this is the world we are living in rn

that line about reader sleeping in the back of the med bay reminded me of this famous pic I saw way back when:

U.S. Army nurse Amy Stuart of the 5th MASH unit deployed in Saudi Arabia naps on a cot while hugging a teddy bear sent by her family during Operation Desert Storm (February 22, 1991)

getting a little too real but at my age, always hurts my heart and deeply disturbs me to see people younger than me who i consider children going off to/waging war COUGH ANYWAY SRY ESCAPING REALITY BACK TO FANFIC-

piney has such a succinct, tight way of writing to set the scene and story premise up so well - fucking salivating at ghost taking reader to their tent and him getting miffed at her sitting on soap’s bunk until she sits on his <3 LMAO I SEE YOU GHOSTY YOU LITTLE LOVESICK PUPPY YOU~

You glanced down, seeing the Scottish flag on the wall, the photos of a couple that looked exactly like Johnny. “Oh, sorry.”

ok but also johnny WOULD have selfies of himself up on his own bunk

“ahm easy on the eyes, aint i LT”

“shut it”

You were American, so you didn’t have much taste for tea unless it was iced and sweet.

me, a rabid tea swiller, raising my hand: UM NOT ALL AMERICANS HATE “TREE PISS” AS TED LASSO CALLS IT OKAY (okay but I love that show so much)

unfff wolf!ghost crowding reader into his own bed forcing her to sleep in it is just *so many chef’s kisses*

Gaz was healed within a day, coming to visit you with a Snickers bar as thanks. “I’ve been saving it for an occasion,” he said. “Wolves…well, we can’t really have chocolate without quite a bit of pain so I thought I would give it to you instead. As thanks.”

ok this was the most adorable loredrop ever also literally heartbroken at the idea they can’t enjoy chocolate!!!!

The adjustments were freezing slabs of raw beef and plating it up still half-frozen. this reminded me of this frozen organic dog chow i kept getting insta ads for after dogsitting for a friend (if u can hear this siri/insta ad algorithms, FUCK YOU RESPECT MY PRIVACY) anyway in the ad the way the person plated it for their dog and the way their dog ate it with such gusto made me, a human, want to try the dog food lol

“Not everyone in America lives in Texas, Soap.”

👏thank👏 you👏facts👏

You smiled. “A small town in Oklahoma.”

“Bloody hell, that’s just Texas.”

👏also👏 facts👏 (don’t come for me texans this new yorker will (lovingly) fuck you up; god bless amurica)

He was wearing gloves, as always, but they were warm when he pressed them against the scars, fitting his fingers into the obvious claw marks.

The 141 was silent, watching Ghost with a mixture of surprise and horror. Price looked as if he were about to intervene, his knuckles white around his fork.

i fucking l o v e this entire scene

They were still strangers to you, but the base felt too quiet without them, and your skin felt bare without Ghost’s stare upon it.

i am shivering at how good this sentence is

ghost: has a record for being more wolf than human and acts of aggression against humans

also ghost: makes tea for reader regularly when she can’t sleep

also reader if you’re having a eat-three-powdered-donuts-in-one-sitting kind of day, you eat that whole box girl no one will fault you for it <3

Ghost hummed, then came the unmistakable sound of licking the sugar off his fingers. There had also been blood on his fingertips, from the night’s previous activities.

You don’t want to think about why that makes your belly clench.

😏😏😏we love the feral ones

also unexpected gifts are some of the best ones

i felt the adrenaline of the humvee ambush like i was watching a live action movie - i could picture the entire scenes very easily in my head <3

and ghost taking off her boots >>>>>>>>

A man in a skull mask was asleep in the chair in front of you, his head tipped back against the wall, his legs relaxed and spread wide.

ah yes, classic submission position~

The meek little nurse that had put a Colonel’s son in the ER.

meek is one of my favorite words. i have heard an alternate definition for this as “meekness is great power under control” and it stuck in my head ever since; pls bow before medic reader my meek badass queen

Your heart raced. It was such a human instinct, to see a predator and want to either kiss it or run from it.

ah yes imho the heart of why wolf/hybrid and enemies-to-lovers etc. etc. etc. tropes and fics are so popular~

Ghost seemed to like your attention, his ears perked at the top of his head. It was oddly endearing, and you normally considered yourself a cat person.

hehe big ghost wolf, smol floppy ears - i will not let this image leave my head

ok and the wolflore about the recessive genes!! eating it all up <3

also i know this is a ghostfic but soap blushing and mumbling bout his coffeeshop crush is soo <333333333

"you’re too young to feel old and miserable like me.” Soap smiled, a bit of cheer back in his eye. “You’re only three years older’n me, lass, I wouldn’t call ye old.”

literally me to anyone <30/even a year younger than me

"ALSO, yes i'm setting up for a future soap/cafe!reader fic"

okay the unholy screech that erupted from me at reading this author’s note i’m-

Graves sat in a simple metal chair, cool, calm and collected without a single blonde hair out of place.

me fully knowing graves isnt even doing anything here, just sitting: go off, king

“I wasn’t going to let that boy take my soul, sir,” you said calmly. “Not for something as worthless as a career.”

well said indeed <3

You wondered if he would come visit you, if you asked. If he would sit in your dusty, frilly living room and drink from your pumpkin shaped mugs.

PUMPKIN-SHAPED MUGS <3 <3 <3

Price looked up from a paperback, a twitch in his brow. He preferred to keep out of conflicts between the pack, only interfering when blood was spilled.

oh please my headcanon for price is that he inhales gossip like oxygen and keeps it filed and sorted alphabetically and chronologically in his mind palace to pull up as needed

They were on active duty, for Christ’s sake, it wasn’t like he could bend her over against one of those cots and stake his claim, COUGHOMGWHYTHEEVERLOVINGFUCKNOTCOUGH no matter how badly he wanted to.

The 141 hunted at night, so during the day Gaz and Soap would occasionally bring you a muffin for breakfast or a stray cup of coffee. Even Price, the fatherly man he was, brought you one of his extra novels to read while you were awake during the night shift, one of those cheesy detective thrillers that helped you get through the night without passing out on a patient.

who doesn’t love familial!141 🥰🥰

it’s nice to remind yourself that you’re still a simple woman that appreciates a nice mani-pedi and a good hair day.

this is so real - taking care of yourelf/reminding urself to feel human is so important <3

You had the rank and the experience, so of course, you got the lion’s share of reports. ahem this a small almost throwaway line but much appreciated - LEADERSHIP IS FOR SERVICE. TO SHOULDER THE BURDEN FOR THOSE UNDER YOU, AND LIFT THEM UP. TAKE THE HITS SO THEY DON’T HAVE TO - ONES THEY AREN’T EVEN AWARE OF IF YOU’RE GOOD AT IT. anyway stepping down once again from my soapbox-

ah reader i can think of many MANY MANY spicy ways to motivate ghosty to do his patriotic duty~

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AND ALSO Reading: Johnny Boy by @ghostgorlsworld

first off being thrown into the deep end of the incredible lorebuilding had me ready to swim and dive deep without even taking a breath of reality because the story!!!! the worldbuilding!!!! absolutely immaculate

a recurring daydream/brainrot scenario ive gone back to time and again with my blorbos through the years is getting knocked up with their spawn and having to escape and go on the run and hide the child then have an implausibly wild reunion, often with some physically impossible makeup sex and then birth my own private sports team's worth of children to build our world empire (drama, romance, intrigue, adventure - i would buy out opening night tickets to the movieplots my brain spits out, anyway ty for coming to my BedTedTalk) anyway this has such a unique niche in the CODfics ive read with the almost enemies-to-lovers-back-to-enemies flavoring with brother’s best friend trope in play

on that note, shaking tom’s hand vigorously for sneaking johnny back into reader’s life, then backhanding him with my other hand - also for sneaking johnny back into reader’s life

cute-ass mactavish sire emma needs to eat raw meat to survive? her supernatural senses make her an old soul in a child’s body? no further comments, absolute perfection. i love the explorations of “hey scenting/being a hybrid, ESPECIALLY growing up as one, ain’t all its cracked up to be and is not just all 100% sexy times and funsies” and her picking up on mom being sad all the time a certain someone is near and declaring “if mommy doesn’t like him, I don’t either” just UGGHHHH i just want to give her a hug and tell her it will all work out, shes is in good hands (including but not limited to her own!) also tear the throat out of anyone who would dare steal her childhood (fistbumping my fellow immigrant first gen firstborns&eldest daughters who had to grow up too fast/take care of adults)

also one of the reasons i love this fic is the very fierce and protective love reader has for her emma and their really beautiful bond <3 fanfic can be so healing and tender in very unexpected ways and their relationship slipped past all my walls and armor and just stuck me right in the feels <3

the conversation about grandpa jack haunting them and turning the book pages for him was so sweet i think my molars rotted away on the spot, 🥺🥺🥺 piney i will be billing you for my dental visit expenses; be prepared to pay cos ive always wanted to secretly try out grillz as a new yorker girlie

also random brainrot but 1000% positive grandpa jack was a fucking hottie in his glory days (underground fighting rings? picturing tyler durden rn)

also please give mama reader a fucking medal, cutting up raw meats and organs first thing in the morning (EVERY morning) is a feat indeed

also johnny/reader’s first meeting at the funeral home is absolutely exquisite, the perfect amount of drama and angst!!! raaaaaa biting my pillow and tearing it to pieces

- reader’s physical reaction to the “he’s behind me, isn’t he” revelation

- johnny’s physical glow-up described through reader’s eyes is just UNFFFF *chef’s kiss*

- reader going straight into panic/mama bear mode re: emma

- “it could have been longer, john” HOLY FUCKING SHIT MY ICE COLD QUEEN PLEASE I CANNOT KNEEL BEFORE YOU FASTER OR I’LL BREAK MY KNEECAPS

- “your voice so cold it stung your tongue as you spoke. The ache in your chest was overtaken by rage, pure and hot. “Excuse me.” i am f e r a l for this line, this is PERFECTION i can taste the emotions here like viscerally on my tongue

- honestly kudos to reader for not punching tom’s lights out when she’s running to get emma from him

“I don’t care.” You wanted to scream. You wanted to cry. You wanted to dig your nails into his skin and hurt him like he hurt you. “We don’t need you, we never needed you. I loved you, and you left for years . Deal with the consequences.”

Johnny Mctavish, a wolf, a soldier, flinched from you.

It wasn’t the victory you thought it would be.

AAAAAAAA YES THIS IS ME AS I READ THIS REVELING IN THE ANGST

also the last line of ch1 being “Forget him. John always runs.” and summary of Ch2 being “Johnny comes home.” ????? gonna run out of my lipstick giving chef’s kisses to piney here

the way piney fleshes out reader and her story and history with johnny just makes me want to give her a ginormous hug, also like an all-expenses paid weeklong vacation to the maldives or something for the absolute bullshit she’s endured (might have to join you on this though dear reader my salary/responsibilities working in [redacted] means i also need an all-expense paid weeklong vacation to the maldives)

also I FUCKING SUSPECTED JOHNNY WAS SECRETLY TRYING TO SCENT READER WHEN HE SNUCK UP ON HER TO GET CLOSE ENOUGH TO SURPRISE HER BY PUTTING HIS MITTS ON HER SHOULDER; i love that emma picked up on this through her nose

“Because you still smell like me, kitty.” brain going brrrr being overloaded with conspiracy theories about teh many layers what this may mean

wolves were different from normal men. Territorial.

me, reading about fictional territorial wolfmen on tumblr: 🥰🥰🥰

me, reading about IRL men being ‘territorial’: 🤢🤢🤢

“Grandpa was like me,” she said, loyal as always.

i’ll be totally honest the character i fell head over heels with in this story was not johnny taking first place no - EMMA MACTAVISH MY HEART <3 i hope my future children will be brave, kind, wise, funny and compassionate like you <3

It seemed that the only person suffering in this situation was you.

this line + the short almost throwaway line of reader “laughing wetly” just before it just ughhh my heartache! shoutout to all the hardworking parents/caregivers simply Trying Their Best And Getting No Recognition™️ (madstronaut sees you and applauds you, great is your reward in heaven and or the pits of tumblrhell, dealer’s choice)

“It wasn’t your decision to make, Tom,” you said, your voice reaching that pitch that made you feel like your mother. god this got too real, when i hear myself sound like my mother sometimes (esp. when im mad) i literally narrow my eyes at my own reflection and have to check myself before i wreck myself iykyk

also freaking love the lore about hybrids/wolves being discriminated against in society and johnny’s own experience and pitfalls navigating the world! lorebuilding>>>>>>>>>>>>

You were dressed more appropriately this time, a Black Sabbath tee and sweats, your work clothes of pencil skirts, trousers, and wool sweaters currently drying on the laundry lines in the backyard.

ok reader i see you my little rocker <3 you would love saint vitus bar in brooklyn; make tom or johnny watch emma so we can headbang to our heart’s content and you can enjoy a well-deserved night out <3 (on that note #REOPENVITUSYOUCOWARDS)

Emma two-handed it, just like you tell her to. It seemed she was trying to be on her best behavior, the little traitor.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH EMMA YOU LITTLE DEVIOUS ADORABLE SHIT (said goodnaturedly) I LOVE THIS LINE SO MUCH

Something in your chest squeezed when Johnny tucked the blanket around Emma’s skinny arms, more gentle than you had ever seen him.

ok though real talk men being gentle and tender, esp. around kiddos - hi, yes please sirs you can indeed help me mop my panties off the floor

Susan didn’t know what to do with a little boy that chewed on the furniture and got sick when she didn’t let him eat raw meat.

i physically need to see fanart of young wolf!soap gnawing on an armchair leg

This was why you liked Charlie, he was so, so reasonable.

hello charlie or as i like to call you “walking beige flag” the way i would roast him if i was bffs with reader..

also emma drawing that wolf catcher memory and waiting until soap was there to show it to both him and reader - AAGGGGH I freaking loved this and how clever this is i can do an entire pepe silvia conspiracy board meme breakdown of why and how much i loved this whole interaction

emma knowing it is a tough memory for her mama but choosing to draw and show it specifically to johnny - and waiting til they are all in each other’s presences (presence? idk)

i can see reader fighting (a losing battle lets be honest this is johnny fucking mactavish) tooth and nail so far to maintain the armor of assumptions and explanations she’s told herself to deal with the pain of being in love then (from her pov) rejected and how this has bled into how she paints johnny to emma despite her best efforts

and yet as they say sometimes the body says and knows what the mind/heart cannot say yet and 1000% sure that little miss wolf emma mactavish loves her mom but is also sure that momma isn’t sure on where she stands with johnny

also ALSO the fact that jack raised both johnny and emma HAS TO MEAN SOMETHING RIGHT - even though they’ve just met i love the little tidbits of the special wolf-to-wolf and father/daughter connection they have

AND AND AND so my grand theory here is that i believe emma made and showed this drawing to johnny because from what she knows - she perceives mama reader to despise johnny on the surface, yet still wants him - but based on what she’s told her about johnny, thinks johnny may not want mama - and drew this to prove mama is still worthy and a great protector - “You haven’t got any teeth or claws but it didn’t matter.” - and “showing her off” to johnny COUGH ANYWAY THAT’S WHERE I’LL END MY THESIS TYVM

also i love the bits sprinkled around the fic about johnny’s eyes sparkling eerie/brighter when he gets worked up

Perhaps all the war and killing really was good for his temperament.

HAHAHAHA OKAY SHIT, MAMA, WHO IS THE DELULU ONE NOW????????? (tbh it’s me, hi im the probl-)

johnny trying to find excuses to spend his PMC savings & money on reader + emma - IRL me and my bills & student loans crying laughing hysterically at reader turning this down

“Shut up!” Tommy said, frowning at you from the couch. “Fuck, lovie, he’s a friend from work.”

The man in the mask raised a hand in an awkward wave.

HAHAHAHHA SIMON!!! his entrance totally threw me off but ofc tom’s SHUT UP (true sibling energy right here, no greeting, just yells) and simon’s lil wave just UGGGGGGGHHHH such a nice palate cleanser from the intense but delicious angst - also tipping my hat at the subtle way to introduce Bi!Tommy with the “he’s not company he’s a guest” line 😏

You felt Simon’s eyes on you, judging, appraising. You were sure Johnny probably didn’t have the nicest things to say about you–most likely that you were an irritating little girl that followed him around for twenty years then proceeded to get pregnant and raise the child without him knowing,

would love to know what and how TF141 thinks of mama reader from how johnny has described her…despite her own misgivings <3

Johnny was an unsuspecting kind of violent, always smiling and laughing until he wasn’t, until it was serious.

Simon was different. He felt older.

aaaaaa this is SUCH a good characterisation of them both

You had missed him like a lost limb-

ooh i absolutely love this phrase! I have one person in my life i went through a friend breakup with (iykyk - these are more painful than romantic breakups imho) and we mended things and discovered afterwards we both referred to our break in our friendship as ‘having lost a limb’ to other folks (!) sometimes birds of a feather really do flock together

“It’s just…we’re adults, and adults have tricky feelings. preach mama 🙋‍♀️🙋‍♀️🙋‍♀️

but also pls mama i know you have a kiddo but putting on nail polish right before a date? nooooooooooooooooo though chanel polishes ARE superior cos of that fat brush so all is forgiven <3

also obligatory FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING FUCK to charlie for forgetting the date, do you EVEN KNOW THE SUFFERING WE PUT OURSELVES THROUGH TO GET READY FOR A DATE? TO GET READY TO FACE THE WORLD OUTSIDE OUR DOOR, PERIODT?

IF SOMEONE DID THIS TO ONE OF MY GIRLIES I WILL BE READY TO FUCKING SHOW SOMEONE’S BITCH ASS THAT YOU DO NOT NEED TEETH AND CLAWS INDEED TO GET RIGHT FUCKED UP

anyway climbing down from my soapbox on behalf of women everywhere, back to the fic

as a tiny tiny redeemable bit - charlie having weekly dinners with his gran is a huge green flag trait

He stilled, looking at you. His hand came up, pinching your chin like he used to. “You havnae called me Johnny in a very long time.” The rawness of his voice broke you down into someone you used to be, someone that loved him.

me, extremely pleased, reading this: ah yes, in vino veritas~

The alcohol had dampened the anger in your chest, you felt…open. Open to talking about it. Bleeding the poison from the wound.

<3 <3 <3 this line <3 <3 <3

irl sidenote: u can also do this without alcohol my friends <3 trusted friends, therapy, long retreats into nature, safe places, safe people all very effective and cutting right to the heart in the gentlest ways possible, painful but highly recommend over the alternative (and lesser) options of keeping the poison inside <3

Within a blink, Johnny was kneeling before you, his hands on your knees as his eyes bored into yours. You felt a chill, a whisper of fight or flight pricking your neck at his predatory stare.

ahem hello this is it

this is what does it for me

kneelng for your prey <3

also i love that their first real physical intimate contact after reuniting, beyond that hug after the wolf catcher story, is johnny LICKING reader’s tears off her face

“All I had was a picture and letters, but I could get off just from you writing that you missed me, just from your smell lingering on the fucking paper.” whats that phrase? marines make do? 🥰🥰🥰

me, reading about lacy underwear getting shredded: mmmmf yes sexxxxxyyyy

also me: ok i just know that was expensive, cringing inside at having to replace it

also fics that have men talking to ur pussy as they take care of it >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

I CANNOT WAIT FOR READER TO WAKE UP AND SCREAM AT HERSELF

#madstrothought #faficowrimo #johnny soap mactavish #fanfiction #call of duty #ghostgorlsworld #BlackPinecreations #johnny boy #werewolf au

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The White Dragon (19) 2/2

19. Where loyalties lie, part 2

MASTERLIST

Summary: Certain events in your family makes clear where loyalties truly lie

Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader

Warnings: cursing, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, talks about cheating, angst, political plotting, talks about death,

+18, MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 4 k Notes: Don’t hate me for the decisions I made in this chapter, I BEG OF YOU. haha you might wonder, why did you divide the nineteenth chapter in two? well, because, as a normal person that is in reality unhinged and with a little bit of OCD in their system… i wanted the twentieth chapter to be the last one before the Dance starts hahaha IM SORRY OK??? but it looks so good in the doc 😂😂 And it's going to be even better if I pull another 20 chapters for the second part 😂

“Good morning beautiful wife”, Harwin purred in your ear, drawing you to him

“Good morning”, you whispered. He put a sloppy kiss on your temple, as he pressed you to his chest. And you felt his growing manhood in your lower back, “Harwin”, he drop a kiss in your neck, his facial hair tickling you

“Wife”, he purred, dropping more kisses

“I’m sorry, I… I’m not in the mood”, you said. So he released you gently.

“Alright my love, I’m sorry”, he said, dropping a last kiss on your cheek. it was still early, so you enjoyed a few more moments in bed.

“I have to ask you something”, you said, looking at the wall

“Ask away honey”, he whispered

“Why did you marry me?”, you asked, and you felt him freeze in his spot besides you

“What?”

“Did you ask for my hand, or was it my father?”, you whispered

“Why does it matter?”, he asked

“My father, then”, you answered for yourself

“Our fathers had the idea, yes”, he confessed

“And you agreed”, you continued

“Well, you can’t say no to the King”, he whispered

“Oh, right”, you mumbled, feeling your heart break a little. But he hugged you tightly again.

“But deep inside I was jumping in joy”, he whispered, “after two years of not speaking to you because I believed you were betrothed to Cregan Stark, you came back to me”, his voice was sweet

“Is that why you started fucking my sister?”, you asked him, “because you thought I was already betrothed?”, there was an awkward silence

“Yes”

“Don’t lie”

“I’m not lying”, he said gently, “you were sixteen, and betrothed to the wolf”

“And Rhaenyra…?”, you encourage

“I don't think that denying a woman is a manly thing to do”, he said softly , “No matter how much I regret it”

“Do you regret it?”, you asked

“Being with her, yes”, you finally turn to look at him. “Because then I married you and I brought you so much pain”, in his eyes was truth

“Why are you being so honest?”, you asked

“Because I don’t want to hurt you anymore, I don’t want to lose you”

“Have you ever been with her since you married me?”, you asked, this is it, the last truth, what you truly needed to know, “and that includes the time I left”

“I’ve never laid with her again, although…”, he closed his eyes in repentance

“What?”, you asked, in panic

“There was this one time in which she…”, he swallowed, hard, and you feared the worst

“Talk to me”, you pleaded

“Remember after you came back, it was your birthday…”

“Alright…”, you called

“Then Joanna came back, and the accident with her husband”, he continued

“I remember”, yes when you had a man killed because he was abusing your friend. No regrets

“And at night, we had a small feast, just the family, you nodded, asking him to continue, “You went to bed early because you were tired, you were pregnant with the twins”

“Yes…”

“When I was walking back she grabbed me and cornered me in a room”

“What?”, you asked, surprised

“She wanted me, she wanted me to give her another baby, and she kissed me”

“Did you kiss her back?”, you asked

“I refused her, gently, told her I loved you, and that I couldn’t be with her ever again”, Harwin was many things, but he wasn’t a great liar, “So she has hated me ever since”

“What about Jacaerys?”, you asked

“He is my son”, he admitted, “I love him as much as I love our babies, and I missed him, deeply”, he concluded, “I wanted to see him, I wanted to make sure he was practicing properly…”

“I see”, you whispered

“I tried to stay away, but I can’t”, he admitted, opening his heart to you

“You will have to be more inconspicuous”, you warned

“Yes”

Harwin’s confession had turned your head into a spin, a deep spin of doubts and resentments and you spent the entire day evading everyone, even your children, to think… And you came to a conclusion…

Where did your loyalties lie?

You asked yourself

With your husband? With Rhaenyra? with your family? The Crown? Your father?

Rhaenyra has been using you all this time, for her benefit, and in the meantime trying to fuck your own husband. Even though it was 16 years ago.

You walked hastily towards your father’s chambers, it was already late so you were confident he was there, awake.

His guards barely had time to announce to you before you opened the doors widely, storming in. Your father, withered, tired, was sitting by the hearth, a blanket over your shoulders

“Daughter”, he called

“I need to ask you something, and you will answer me with the truth”. You said firmly, he seemed startled, fighting for consciousness

“What is it?”, he asked

“Why did you marry me with Harwin, and not Cregan Stark?”, you asked

“It was 16 years ago!”, he said

“Answer me”, you demanded. Your father’s withered face looked at you, one of his eyes empty with sickness

“I didn’t want you to go live in the North”, he confessed, “you would have been alone in the other side of the World, far from your family”

“You made me marry my sister’s lover”, you accused

“And you had a beautiful family”, he defended

“You took my future away from me!”, you screamed

“What are you talking about?” He said, “I gave you a future! A man that loves you, a home, five beautiful children!”

“It was not your decision to make!”

“But it was, I’m the King! and you are my daughter!”, the fight suddenly escalated, “I did what was best for everybody!”

“You let Rhaenyra choose, but not me, you used me to clean up her mess”

“I didn’t use you, it was what's best!”

“You did used me, and you and Rhaenyra still use me to this day

“You are playing the part you are meant to play, of a Princess”, he said, “you are keeping the family together”

“Now you notice?”, you asked, sarcastically, “you are right I’M THE ONE WHO IS TRYING TO KEEP THIS FAMILY TOGETHER!, where is Rhaenyra now? I wonder, she has done nothing but break it, over and over!”

“I’ve always notice, since you came back, everything has been better”

“While Rhaenyra is living her quiet life in Dragonstone, and then she is going to live the life I’ve work so hard building for her”

“What is it with you? Why now after all these years?”, he demanded, he seemed tired, “It’s because of the Starks”

“Yes”, you admitted, “I discovered my father lied to me for 17 years”

“I did because it was best, and I don’t regret it, even though you are so angry now”

“You cursed us all”, you said bitterly, “I’m not your heir but Rhaenyra and you make me work like I am”

“Your family needs you”

“I needed you!”, you said, “I needed your support, your love, and you did nothing for me, you are not doing anything for me now! you made me take Rhaenyra’s place in your court of vipers, and still you are setting us all to fail!”

“Rhaenyra will be Queen, with you and your family by her side the transition was going to be smooth, and easy”, he said, confident

“We are all going to die”, you said, you walked away from him towards the exit, and you saw the Valyrian model, “you pinned us against each other, a war will break, and we are all going to die”

“(Y/N), Don’t!”, he called, but your rage was such, you grabbed a model of a dragon and you threw it against the floor, and it broke into a thousand pieces. It was childish, but it was a message, you never realized that it was the figurine Alicent had fixed and gifted your father.

And you exited your father’s chambers. It was already night, dark night, the castle was almost empty, so you went to the Godswood, wanting solitude, but of course, there was no such thing in the Red Keep. Because there you found Cregan Stark on the flesh

“The godswood is the only place that makes me feel safe here in the capital…”, he said, looking at you, but when he saw the tears in your eyes, he ran towards you, “are you alright?”, you shook your head

“No, Cregan, I discovered we had been robbed”, you whined

“Don’t cry”, he consoled, surrounding you with his big arms

“I learned that my father refused yours, because he wanted to keep me here, I never knew you wanted to marry me”, you cried.

“We were robbed, my beautiful princess, we were robbed”, he said gently

“Aren’t you angry?”, you asked

“I was, when your father refused us, but then I realized something…”

“What?”, you asked him

“Something you also need to realize, and you must understand”

“What is that?”, you cried into his chest.

“Our destinies were always intertwined, but never joined”, he said softly caressing your hair, “asking us what could have been is denying the last 18 years”, he said, “Although I’m sure you’d be the most beautiful bride, and mother if any children we may have had…”, he took a time, to gaze upon your eyes as you did his, “I’m sure you don’t regret it”, he said against your temple, “I know you love your children, I’m sure I love mine, and I wouldn’t had them any other way”, he say gently

“I know, you are right”, you said, finally separating and cleaning your tears

“And this love that didn’t flourish in this generation, might flourish in the next”, he whispered, “you son asking for my daughter’s favor, for example…”, he chuckled

“Seems us dragons have a certain… thing… for wolves, apparently”, you giggled

“And believe me, it’s completely reciprocated”, he whispered. He leaned in, kissing you in the head, “ they found a bride for me”, he told you

“I wish you all the happiness in the world”, you answered. And he smiled warmly

“And to you, as well”, he said gently. But then, his face turned serious, “And I must warn you…”, he said, worried, “I have been approach by men at court, high ranking men at court, who would taste my allegiance”

“What do you mean? Allegiance?”, you asked, “towards what?”

“The male heir of the King”, he whispered, and you paled, “I left it clear that we bend the knee to Rhaenyra, and she was the rightful heir, and they didn’t like the answer”

“What happened?”

“Nothing, but, I saw it in their faces”, he said, “the Lannisters”

“Are you scared for your life?”, you asked, worried, “because I could…”

“No, but I’m scared for yours”, he said, “when the king passes, you are not going to be safe, it could mean war”, you nodded, “Rhaenyra against Aegon”

“I’m aware”, you said

“The plots against you both might be more advanced than you think, the Lannisters are a powerful family, more will follow them”, you nodded, “I want you to know, you have me, and the North behind you, don’t ever forget that”, he said. “for anything you may want or need, the North is yours”

“You mean, my sister’s”, you whispered

“Yours”, he sentenced, smiling softly, “I just needed you to know”

“Thank you Cregan, It means a lot”, he bowed his head

“Now… I believe that someone is waiting for you”, he looked above you and you followed his gaze and met Harwin, who was waiting for you at the entrance of the Godswood. You nodded your head towards Cregan, and walked towards Harwin. He waited for you with open arms and that sweetness in his eyes

The events of the week also brought back one of the most important allies of the crown, Lord Corlys, who sailed for King’s Landing from his home, completely recovered.

And your father wanted to celebrate with a feast in the throne room.

A huge feast for everyone in the castle, your friends, and your foes, all of you, in one room. Your closeness with Cregan had all the Lannisters in the room looking at you with scared eyes, and you looked back with defiance. You had the North. You had the Stark’s Alliance

But it all exploded in one single moment. Your father had gone to bed for the night, and since the Ale and wine had flowed so freely, everything turned into a celebration. You were talking with Cregan, who was seated by his betrothed Alysanne Blackwood and you with Harwin. You really wanted to go to the North, perhaps see the wall and this was turning into just that… a tour… and Harwin even seemed positively delighted by the idea.

You and the wolf sporadically looked towards your son, who was courting his daughter, Lady Sarra, who was a beautiful young woman, with pitch black hair, fine features and gray piercing eyes just like her father. And your son seemed so smitten, he even blushed when he was talking to her.

Alicent looked ghastly, as you were speaking to his father, and the rest of the family that made the trip from Oldtown. She always had this tragic look on her face. And in some faint moment you thought about how unhappy she must have been.

Your poor Aemma seemed positively unhappy, with big sad eyes, seated by Jacaerys, looking all the way over to the other side, where Aemond was talking to a Baratheon. not paying any mind to the young lady by his side. Baela.

Daemon wanted to kill the one-eye prince. He, as you, didn’t want his daughter to marry Aemond, but your father was immovable, and they were both a year to be of age. So…

You keep feeling Rhaenyra’s gaze in you, but for the very first time, you didn’t even bother to look at her. You were done, with her, with your father. You will, from now on, work on your own and your family’s benefit. For yours only.

Did you want the throne for yourself? No

Did you care? Yes. Even though Rhaenyra could fend for herself, since she was the one to inherit it, you will put her there, only to guarantee the safety of your family. If Rhaenyra was Queen, your family would be safe, if the hightowers took power. Nothing was guaranteed, you might stand Alicent, but you hated Otto as much as he hated you back. Aegon was a drunken fool, and Otto had him eating in the palm of his hand. He could manipulate him, you had seen it. And Alicent would sell you all for him, you also knew it.

You even considered leaving for Harrenhal, but… your own children had begged you against it, Maekar had the city watch, Rhaegar was training to become a knight, officially, and Aemma wanted to stay with her family. Your smaller children didn’t have a vote, they were going to stay with you. So no, you wouldn’t be going back to the White hall.

But you could find your own amusement here.

Jacaerys was talking and laughing with Maekar, sharing anecdotes, of course they didn’t count on Jason’s Lannister big mouth.

“It's uncanny!”, he said, claiming the attention of all of them around them, “you two look like brothers”. The two boys seemed surprised, and even fearful

“I don’t know what you mean”, said Maekar, tranquil, “were are cousins”

“Well I don’t know about that”. he said, “I heard Ser Harwin Strong feasted on both the realms delight’s, no need to hide it anymore”, he whispered, but Jace stood up, planting his hands on the table, getting the attention of everyone else

“I will not tolerate this!”, he muttered, raising from his seat

“Jace?”, called Rhaenyra, luckily she didn't hear. “What’s happening?”, but all hell broke loose.

“I will have your tongue!”, the boy threatened. Daemon had to stand up and put himself between Jason and Jace

“What’s happening?”, he asked

“Lord Jason is drunk and doesn’t know what he speaks off”, said Jacaerys, “speaks dangerous and treasonous words”

“Don’t talk to me like that, boy”, mocked Jason

“You are speaking to the heir to the Iron Throne”, Intervened Rhaenyra

“Is he? the heir to the Iron Throne?”

“What you are saying is a vile accusation!”, Rhaenyra was the one to jump, “We could have your tongue for this!”

“Prince Daemon, take his head”, chanted another

Soon everyone was standing and a huge argument ensued. Lord Jason Lannister came to the second plane as all members of the court started to scream profanities, this was a true circus, and in one second, all the masks fell down their faces. Especially Otto, since he smiled triumphantly.

“Why would he? He only speaks the truth!”, one spoke, and since there was so many people in the feast, now it was impossible to find the source

“Harwin”, you called, and he looked at you, “leave, now, to the small council chambers behind the throne”, a door that was just behind you. And he doubted

“No”, he said gently, “I have to own up for what I did”, he said firmly

“This could end badly”, you whispered

“If they harm Jace or our children I would never forgive myself”

“The King will hear of this”, accused Rhaenyra. you looked over to Alicent and she seemed like she was about to cry, nevertheless, she didn’t do anything to stop it. One phrase of a drunk man and Rhaenyra’s claim was collapsing around her

Rhaenyra looked at you, looking for support, but you just sat there, looking back at her. Raising one of your eyebrows

Oh how the mighty have fallen.

You saw panic in her eyes, a clear symbol that she didn't know what to do. But you were done trying to save everyone, she could fend for herself, if she wanted the throne, she would have to fight for it. She could see for herself all the things you had to fight since the day she got back to court.

In a corner, Larys was smiling, a small vial in his hand, it wasn’t poison, not deadly, but it was derived from milk of the poppy which would loosen the tongue and worsen the drunkenness. Maybe they would have Jason Lannister’s tongue, but they still had Tyland, who was the member of the small council

“Lord Jason you are making serious accusations”, Alicent finds her voice to say. “Do you have anything to back up your claim?”

“Of course I have them!”, he laughed, “look at him!”

“This isn’t an audience!”, fought Rhaenyra. “This is treachery!”

“I concur”

“Yeah, off with his head!”. You finished in one long sip the rest of your cup of wine. The last bitter days are taking a toll on you. Finding out the truth, mourning what could have been your life, realizing your father and sister had been using you. And now this.

You saw Aemond walking into the other side of the room, grabbing Aemma gently placing her behind him, when people started pushing each other, you knew it was going to come to blows. Maekar was right next to Jacaerys, and he was the eye of the fucking hurricane. Rhaegar was doing the same as Aemond, he took lady Sarra’s hand and led her to your table, where her father received her.

And then the white cloaks. The Knights that only obeyed the authority of the King entered, five of them, you guessed the other two where protecting the King. And stood in front of Jacaerys and Lucerys. You found Steffon and he nodded at you, letting you know it was his idea

“Due to the nature of the festivities we will give you a chance to apologize before we lock you in the cells and execute you for treason”, warned Steffon.

“You are talking to the Warden of the West”, Jason clamined, “the head of House Lannister!”

“A cunt!”, screamed one. And then came the blows. Of course the white cloaks didn’t even draw their swords, but one squire of the house of the lions received a nasty blow from an Arryn boy.

And when it was getting truly out of control. You decided to act. You just stood up from the table slowly, making the heavy wooden chair resound against the stone tiles of the throne room, and everything seemed to stop. And when they looked at the high table, they saw you, dressed in a blood red dress, with Lord Cregan Stark and his family, and the Prince of Dorne who had been also invited to the celebrations.

“Unless you want to be treated as a traitor I suggest you shut your mouth Lord Jason, only the Gods know how insufferable you result in all of our minds, and also everyone knows you had extended your stay in this court more than anyone can stand you”, everyone laughed, “so shut your wine poisoned tongue before you lose it, I’m sure you are aware of what happened to Lord Vaemond, of course, he got to keep his''. And the Lannister was red with courage and embarrassment. He dramatically accommodated his cape. “Ser Steffon, escort Lord Jason out of the Keep please”

“It will be my pleasure”, he said, and he roughly grabbed Lord Jason and took him out. And everyone applauded. Yes, distracting everyone by offending and humiliating the culprit wasn’t the best of plans, especially if it was a Lannister, but it worked nonetheless.

“You saved your family, but gained a powerful enemy”, whispered Cregan

“Just one normal day at court”, you whispered back, “they were already my enemies, just now they are so publicly”

And Rhaenyra looked at you with an amazed look on his face, everyone looked at you then in the same manner

So the next day, when you send off personally your friends from the North, your almost husband Ser Cregan and their families, and the Prince of Dorne. In their mouths were promises of aiding in everything you needed, and in your eyes there was the promise that one day you will ask them for the highest of sacrifices.

The next day, your father call you inside his chambers, he had used this last days to think, and he called for you

“I was selfish”, he confessed, “I wanted you to stay in King's Landing, and when I saw the need to take Harwin away from Rhaenyra I used you to do it, because I remembered how fond you were of him”, you swallow the tears that wanted to come out, “you blossomed in here, you are a smart, powerful woman, with allies, and good judgment, in your own right, but I took a choice from you and for that I am truly sorry”.

“Father…”

“I am”, he said, “I am dying, and I don’t want to leave this world thinking that you are mad at me”, he whispered. And a single tear fell down your eye, “everything good that this family has it’s been thanks to you”

“I doubt that”, you whispered

“It’s true, you had even made Alicent happy, a feat I thought that no one could achieve”, you giggled. He then, slowly placed his hand on your cheek. “My two daughters”, he whispered.

“Defend us father”, you pleaded, “the vultures are circling”

“I will”, he whispered, “I will”

more notes: quoting pirates of the caribbean for the win.

Don’t hate me, please, but this is after all a Harwin x reader story. Cregan is amazing, but he is a Stark, and at that time they kept their oaths (I’m talking to you… Sansa), so he would never confuse the reader, who is married. I know you all wanted him instead of Harwin, but we are going to need both...

They can be dear friends though… Please, don’t hate me, we have a long road ahead, a bloody one. And Cregan Stark IS COMING BACK

Now if you excuse me... I'm going to go hide in a ditch or sm

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alexanderlightweight · 2 years ago

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As a kid I read this really creepy fantasy book that had a subplot of traitors to the citadel would disappear and people were told 'they repented their ways and now serve the greater good of the citadel'. Later on you find out they were 'serving' in death after being sacrificed to power the citadel's magic barrier. It was super creepy at the time but now makes me wonder about Alec adapting old traditions and sacrificing circle members to the Angelic core to rebuild NY's protections.

a;kjrfkaerfb this turned into a lot of malec but Alec has plans okay! thank you for this prompt, i'm awake enough that I can tell you how much fun I had figuring out where to go with this. this was, hahaha i love stuff like this. i hope you enjoy!

lumine

Alec stares at the warlock, transfixed by the sight of his golden eyes and mesmerized by the ripples of powerful magic flickering just under his skin. Not a hair is out of place, but bodies lay dead at his feet, and it is so very different from Alec's own form, what with his blood-slick hands and clothes that are more sanguine than leather.

"Well now, you’re one I certainly don't know." The warlock practically purrs, and Alec tries not to pay too much attention to the soft lines of kohl that simply add to the other man's appeal.

"Alec," he murmurs and for all that he’s just killed half a dozen men, his own name stumbles from his mouth as though his tongue is numb and unwieldy.

"I'm Magnus.” So, saying, Magnus gives a disdainful look to the body at their feet and with a snap of his fingers, they’re lit with blue flames. An unruly spark springs up and a neatly laced and polished boot snuffs it out, "now then. I'm sure I have someone I can call to finish cleanup duty, care to join me for a celebratory drink? After all, it seems we both had a successful hunt. “

Alec eyes him warily, heartbeat tripping as Magnus unknowingly blows on an ember Alec thought long extinguished.

"A drink sounds fun." Comes blurting out of his mouth and he’s grateful for the dark and the way it hides the flush he can feel burning hotly on his cheeks and the back of his neck.

"May I?" Magnus steps forward, fingers lit with blue though he pauses before actually touching Alec's elbow. Alec stares, unsure of the last time someone actually asked for permission before touching him. Wondering when the last time someone touched him in a way that he didn’t need to defend against was. "Unless you prefer l'oduer du sang." Magnus teased and his golden eyes are gentle in a way that has never been directed at Alec before.

Alec swallows harshly and shakes his head, earning himself a wry smirk and then he is being engulfed, burned without pain and when it's over he feels scrubbed clean and refreshed. He rubs his fingers over his jaw and startles, surprised to find thick stubble instead of dried blood.

Suddenly, he can’t remember the last time he stopped to look in a mirror or take care of himself and while he doesn’t mind the beard, the proof of his distraction is troubling.

"Thank you." He manages to say, a bit late but he can’t help how dazed the display of Magnus and his magic makes him.

"Oh I assure you, I benefit far more than you.”

He’s given a deliberate once over that should leave him bristling but instead a hoarse chuckle escapes his throat. Magnus holds up his hand and with an elegant dance of his fingers, the door to the clubs is open and he gestures for Alec to go first.

And he does.

Alec turns his back to Magnus, his weapon glamoured and his stance relaxed and for the first time in a long time, the urge to kill wanes just a bit.

Alec wakes with his heart thrumming in his chest. He’s alert, mind awake before his eyes open and he keeps his breath low and even. Quickly, he tries to categorize where he is and how he’d been captured, taking note of how he is bare, naked except for a sheet around his waist and-

Alec freezes.

There is something, no someone solid and warm behind him. Equally naked from the feel and they have an arm curled tightly around Alec’s waist, hot and heavy and tightening around him.

“If you’re going to panic, do it without reaching for your weapons,” rasps a newly familiar voice.

Magnus, his mind supplies and he let himself go loose, relaxing into the touch with relief. If Magnus is surprised, he doesn’t say anything, just gives a pleased hum behind him. Lips press against his shoulder and he shudders when teeth nipped at his skin, worrying at a mark he dimly remembers Magnus leaving the night before.

“What time is it?”

“Do you have somewhere to be?”

Alec racks his mind for any reason, anything that desperately needs his attention and finds that he could think of nothing.

“Not at all.”

He can feel the curve of Magnus’ lips as he smiles against Alec’s neck and he shivers at how good it feels, to be the cause of someone’s joy.

—

Magnus blinks, taking in Alexander as he is now. The night before he took to bed a gorgeous, but rough-hewn shadowhunter while they were both still high from the thrill of a successful hunt. Magnus’ own thighs are raw from Alexander’s stubble, the way his shadowhunter had only wanted to worship Magnus’ cock with his mouth and the way he’d nuzzled Magnus’ skin when he needed to catch his breath.

He looks softer now, sweeter in the dawn with his luminous hazel eyes catching the golden sunlight. Alexander seems enchanted and he reaches out, fingers brushing over Magnus’ jaw with an aching tenderness that belies the brutality Magnus knows he’s capable of.

“It’s only dawn—” Magnus reminds him, “good shadowhunters are still sleeping.”

“Maybe I’m not a very good shadowhunter,” he’s told in return, a teasing hint to Alexander’s voice but there’s something hesitant and shy there.

“Oh? I rather disagree. I think you were very good for me last night.”

Alexander hesitates, something soft and pleased in his manner and then he shrugs. “I was supposed to bring the bodies back to the Institute, not dispose of them like they were.”

Magnus chuckles and croons, letting his fingers rest possessively over the imprint of his hand on Alexander’s hip.

“But then we wouldn’t have had time to have drinks,” Magnus reminds him. “Surely you’re not saying you’d rather have gone back then come home with me.”

“No!” Alexander says, quickly like he’s truly worried that Magnus thinks he’d rather haul bodies than be fucked unconscious. “No, I just—” he shrugs, “I’ll need to patrol again soon. My timeline is off now.”

“Such tyrants, the Lightwood must be.” Magnus clucks his tongue and rolls so that Alexander is on top of him, all delicious weight and bruises and runes begging for Magnus’ mouth. “However, they can’t scold you if they can’t find you.”

And Magnus kisses his shadowhunter, wanting to stake a claim, because this won’t be the last time he has him.

Magnus won’t settle for anything else.

— Alec sighs as he finally, finally leaves Magnus’ lair and he settles for a moment against the brick wall of the alley. He’s exhausted in a way he’d never felt before and just knows he’s going to crave. Magnus both satiated a need he didn’t know he had and awoke something in him, something Alec doesn’t have the time for.

Something Alec won’t be able to ignore.

However he has more pressing matters and it takes all afternoon and the better part of the evening before Ale finally manages to draw out the two Circle members who evaded him the night before.

He doesn’t kill them this time, he usually does but he’s running low on time and resources and it looks like he’s going to have to share with Magnus now as well.

The tunnels he takes open for his touch and his grace-imbued stele alone. The wall slides open, an opening forming and Alec drags in the two bodies and strips them, taking away any inorganic material to get rid of.

Then, he very carefully opens the hatch to the core and drops each, still breathing body into it.

“I’ll have more soon—” Alec promises the core and, in a display that the clave would shriek with terror if they ever saw, lets his fingers reach out and cup a portion of light. It purrs, nearly shuddering against him and he can feel it’s ravenous, gnawing hunger. “Soon,” he says again, pulling his fingers free and finally letting himself relax.

Alec ignores the pile of smoldering clothes and the weapons left on the ground, he’ll deal with them later, after he’s rested.

It’s with a delicious, aching limp that Alec makes it to his room and he enters the bathroom, stripping so he can stare at himself in the mirror.

Alec doesn’t recognize himself, or his own body and he showers and shaves before he tries again.

It’s easier this time, to recognize himself, but it’s still odd to see the marks on his body and know they were put there in pleasured fervor, and not from an attack or practice.

“Magnus—” he murmurs and he presses down on a bitemark, the scab reopened and bleeding sluggishly from the shower.

Perhaps, he has something new to look forward to.

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sameheart-sameblood · 4 years ago

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So Show Me, I'll Show You

pairing: captain rex x reader

summary: you make it your mission to teach rex all about halloween even though he's not sure how to feel about the holiday

words: 4.3k

warnings: rex being a bit grumpy at first, the briefest mentions of making out, brief mentions of drinking, a halloween party, trick-or-treating, couples costumes, me rambling cause i love rex too much

a/n: happy halloween @catsnkooks! hope you enjoy this :) also thanks to @lilhawkeye3 and @starwarsfandomfests for organizing this event! and if anyone wants to teach me how to come up with better titles, that'd be cool. otherwise i'm gonna keep using song lyrics/titles hahaha

read on ao3!

You hear a crash from the other room and come running. Your worry soon turns to poorly hidden glee when you see Rex has, for the fourth time this evening, tangled himself in the lights you tasked him with hanging. He looks up at you helplessly from the floor, unsure how to best extricate himself from the decorations.

He heaves a sigh as he tosses his head back dramatically and wiggles his limbs like an overturned turtle. “Why are we doing this again?” he asks pathetically.

You stifle your laughs and offer him a repentant smile as you bend down to untangle him. “Because it’s Halloween, Rex. Decorating is part of the fun.”

******

Throughout your time with Rex, he had taught you so much. He’d educated you in the basics of Mando’a, which you loved since it made you feel closer to him and his culture. Rex had also taught you what his life was like as a soldier, even going so far as to take you to the shooting range once a week (when he was on planet) and giving you hand-to-hand combat lessons (which more often than not turned into make-out sessions).

But the biggest thing he’d helped teach you was about yourself. You used to think of you were some helpless, boring person who lived a mediocre life. But with him, he made you feel like the most interesting, capable, desirable creature, his eyes lighting up when you introduced him to the most basic aspects of your existence.

You were always racking your brain for new things to show him. With Halloween coming up, and it being your first major holiday as an official couple, you’d settled on showing him why you loved it so much. Again, to you it didn’t feel like much, but to someone denied a traditional upbringing, it seemed like a worthy endeavor.

Rex usually took to your teachings with gusto and enthusiasm but something about Halloween was making it hard for him to fully get on board. Maybe because he was used to seeing it marketed to children. Or perhaps because he was one of those rare humans who didn’t constantly wonder what it would be like to be someone else.

He sometimes let slip what he imagined for himself when the war was over. A little farm somewhere on a quiet planet, living off the land, nothing to worry about but a mortgage and the weather. Maybe even someone to share his life with… He imagined a modest existence but in his daydreams, he was always the one there, not some fictional other version of himself. You understood where he was coming from but also knew he needed and deserved more fun in his life, so you weren't giving up just yet.

******

Finally free to stand, he looks down at the boxes of lights and baubles you still have left to place around the room. You’d thought tasking him with hanging the orange twinkling lights would be a safe bet. Now you see that he’s going to need constant supervision. You grab one end of the nearest light string and motion for him to grab the other side.

Looking around the room, you decide to hang it over the main window of your living room that overlooks the city.

You struggle on tip-toes to reach and he steps in and places the lights in their intended spot. “There! Doesn’t that look nice, Rex?” He gives a begrudging hum as you go to put on some “spooky” music to set the mood while you continue decorating. Most of the songs make Rex smile, if only because he finds them so silly, and the rest of the evening is spent with the two of you finishing your work in peace.

Finally, all you have left is a pile of pumpkins. Rex picks one up and looks intently at it, as if he’s never seen one before. “Do you want to do something with this?” You know he’s never been able to properly celebrate the holiday. But honestly, he’s acting as if he’s come straight out of Kamino.

You settle down on the couch and pat the seat next to you. “We’re going to carve them.” Rex sits down gingerly next to you and eyes the dozen pumpkins set on the table waiting for someone to give them a personality.

“All of them?” he asks doubtfully. You don’t blame him for balking at that prospect. Even carving one is usually your limit.

“No, I thought we’d save the rest for the guests to decorate when they get here.” Rex lets out an almost imperceptible breath of relief. He studies his pumpkin intently. You begin cutting out your design but his silence goes on for so long you almost stop to offer some guidance.

Finally, he glances at his discarded armor in the corner of the room and smiles, beginning his work. After a few minutes spent in comfortable silence, the two of you finish. He shyly reveals his work to you and you can’t help how your face transforms with joy. It’s a carving of his helmet, Jaig Eyes and all. He looks at you with bated breath. “I wasn’t quite sure what to do…Does this look alright?”

Fighting through the urge to pounce on him and cover him in kisses, you simply nod. You place a candle inside and light it, watching as his eyes gleam with pride. His first pumpkin carving has been an overwhelming success.

“I think it’s the best pumpkin I’ve ever seen. Much better than mine.”

You turn your work towards him and he offers you that crooked smile you love so much. Your pumpkin is the stereotypical grinning face, triangle eyes and a jagged but happy smile. He repays the favor, setting a candle in and lighting it. He steps back and grabs you gently by the waist, pulling you into his side. “I think it’s almost as cute as the person who made it.” He kisses you on the forehead and smiles down at you. “Almost.”

You want to object that your pumpkin not cute at all but it’s hard to argue with him when the sentiment was so sincere. The two of you regard your handy-work, content with the decorating you’ve gotten done for the evening.

As you cuddle into Rex, you suddenly remember the next part of your Halloween initiation. You pull him closer and ask in your sweetest voice, “Do you think there’s any chance Anakin would let Ahsoka hang out with us tomorrow night?”

******

Rex always knew there was a chance you might try and make him go trick-or-treating but the fact that you were both well past the usual age for that, he was lulled into a false sense of security. But now, after begrudgingly inquiring with Anakin and Ahsoka about what the Padawan would be doing to celebrate, the Captain knew there was no way of getting out of this one.

Anakin had been more than happy to give Ahsoka the go-ahead to spend the evening with you and Rex, giving some flimsy excuse about having made a very important and professional meeting with Senator Amidala. Rex had tried not to roll his eyes at that but instead his face had spasmed, causing Ahsoka to go into a fit of hysterics and forcing Anakin to brusquely change the subject.

Since the workload had been lighter, Rex and his vode spent the rest of the day decorating the Jedi Temple. He found the task even more intimidating without your gentle guiding presence. His brothers were excited but had no idea how to go about their task. Rex tried his best to lead the men with the knowledge he’d picked up from you but it was still slow-going work. Echo had almost fallen off a ladder trying to hang a string of lights and Fives had slightly electrocuted himself when plugging them in.

The boys, and even the usually buttoned up Rex, let out a grateful cheer when the Jedi and younglings joined in to help set up. Seeing the usually austere Jedi masters smiling and joking as they spoke about the holiday made him begin to re-think his unwillingness to join in the celebrating.

When the decorating was done, Ahsoka scurried over to him. She carried a large bag and smiled when he asked what was inside. “My costume! And no, I’m not telling you what it is yet.” Shoulders slumping, Rex sighed in defeat.

“Alright. Guess we better get home.”

As they bid the others farewell, Rex made a promise to try and set aside his misgivings and be open to a new experience. Arriving home, he was shocked to see how beautiful your apartment looked. He had helped set up most of it but while he’d been gone, you had taken it to the next level.

Strings of lights hung from every window and piece of furniture and streamers festooned any free space left over. You’d planted black and orange balloons in the corners of every room and set a mini disco ball to hang from the ceiling. Tables were set up with games and snacks and you’d even managed to find a karaoke machine for the party.

But best of all were your pumpkins, lit up cheerfully sitting in the main window of your apartment, greeting him and Ahsoka as they arrived. Rex had to admit that he was beginning to feel more festive already.

******

The front door unlocks and the comforting murmurs of Rex and Ahsoka chatting filter into the apartment. She sounds excited at the prospect of a night away from the Jedi Temple and you can hear the smile in Rex’s voice as he speaks with the Padawan. You round the corner and they both halt their conversation and smile at you.

You’re glad to see Rex looking cheerful and hope that the reveal of his costume in a few minutes doesn’t change that. He looks you up and down, taking in your outfit. It’s nothing revealing but his eyes widen comically. “Love, you look so…different.” From his tone and body language you can tell it’s a good different.

Ahsoka offers her evaluation, “Nice costume! You look like you’d fit right in with Hondo Ohnaka’s gang.”

While you may not want to be a pirate forever, you enjoy the fact that you look like an authentic one, at least for the evening. Ahsoka asks where she can change and you point her in the direction of the bathroom. While she’s gone, Rex takes you in his arms. “You know, I’ve had to hunt down a few pirates in my time. Am I gonna have to chase you down too?”

You’re surprised at his attempt to play along with your persona for the evening. You feel your cheeks heat up as he studies you with a slight smirk. You bury your head into his chest to get a respite from his intent gaze and let out a warning murmur of his name.

“Can’t get distracted now. We have a busy night ahead of us. And you still need to put your costume on!” Extricating yourself from his arms, you lead him into your bedroom.

On the bed lays a pirate costume for him. You study his face as he goes to look at what you've picked out for him. His features reveal nothing until he gets to the three point hat you’ve placed with the outfit. Honestly the purchase was more of a joke, you expecting Rex to refuse to wear it. You’re shocked when he puts it on and offers you a smile. “Guess we’ll both be joining Ohnaka’s gang.”

******

When Rex finishes dressing, you copy the expression he gave you when he saw you in costume for the first time. He’s traded his armor and blacks for a billowy white shirt and tight black trousers with tall boots and the hat to complete the look. He looks so handsome in it and you love that he seems confident in it too.

Once you’re all dressed, you set out for a more residential neighborhood in the suburbs of Coruscant. Ahsoka charms all of the people giving out candy. She’s dressed as a Porg, and for a costume that she’s made herself, it looks adorably authentic. Ahsoka happily flits from door to door, reveling in the compliments she receives. You see her eye a few kids her age but she shies away from speaking to them. It tugs at your heart when you remember she, like Rex, also was denied a proper childhood.

You and Rex walk up to each house with her at first but soon sense she wants to have some freedom. You hang back at a distance, enjoying the caramel apples a kindly older woman had offered you when she was giving out candy. Walking through the neighborhood hand in hand with Rex, giggling kids running all around you, you can’t help but imagine a future where you do this with your own children. Rex smiles down at you, seemingly sensing your thoughts. He grasps your hand a little tighter as you continue to follow the roaming Padawan.

Once Ahsoka’s bag is overflowing with sweets, the three of you head back to your apartment. While in the taxi, Ahsoka rambles on about everything she experienced while trick-or-treating and recounts all of her favorite costumes she saw. You and Rex just watch her with happiness and pride as she chatters cheerfully. Its good to see her not worrying about weapons training or battle strategies for a change.

Arriving home, you’re thankful you’ve set most everything out before you left. Your trick-or-treating lasted longer than you thought it would and you only have a few minutes before your guests arrive. Ahsoka sifts through her candy while you prepare some hors d’oeuvres. Rex asks what he can do to help, so you task him with preparing drinks, both alcoholic and Ahsoka appropriate.

When you open the door to greet the first guest, you don’t expect it to be Obi-Wan. You’d invited him of course, but you never thought he’d actually come. He sees your wide eyes and offers you an explanation. “Sorry to barge in but Anakin asked me if I’d pick up Ahsoka once you were done with your festivities.” Before you can open your mouth, the Padawan scurries over.

“But the party hasn’t even started yet!”

Obi-Wan stands his ground. “It’s getting late, Ahsoka. We really should get you back to the temple.”

Ahsoka offers no response, instead just staring at the Jedi Master, who stares back, unblinking. You find yourself caught in between the two of them and finally break their battle of wills. “Obi-Wan, the night’s still young. Can’t she stay for a little bit? It’s only once a year.” Obi-Wan strokes his chin.

“I don’t know…”

He’s cut off by the arrival of Commanders Cody, Fox and Wolffe. You didn’t expect them to dress up but they’ve each painted skeletons on their armor. The effort is appreciated and you offer them a grateful smile. They’ve heard the tail end of your conversation and offer their thoughts. Wolffe and Fox don’t see what the problem is with letting Ahsoka attend the party, which doesn’t help your cause that much. But then Cody pipes up.

“I think she should get to stay. People in our line of work don’t get the opportunity for much fun. It’d be good for her. And for you too.”

Obi’s eyes widen at that and his shoulders slump. He nods, properly chastened.

“You’re right, Cody. We could all stand to have some more fun.”

You smile as you beckon them all in. Rex comes to greet them, offering Obi-Wan a murmur of thanks for attending. He slaps his brothers on the back and turns to you. “Well, love, it seems like we should get this party started.”

******

Slowly the other attendees trickle in. A group of your friends shows up and you whisper at them to go mingle with the Commanders. Rex wants to intervene but you shake your head and he stands down. After a few awkward minutes the two groups find some common ground and before you know it, they’re chatting animatedly together.

A few more clone captains arrive and you beam when you see how at ease Rex looks with his brothers. No worry creasing his brow, the only lines on his face from laughing and smiling. Ahsoka slips up next to you and watches Rex too for a minute. “It’s good to see him like this. I wish it happened more…”

You look at each other, a camaraderie between you, both only wanting the best for the people you love. And once again, you wish she could just be a child. You shake off the gloomy thoughts and remember that tonight is just about fun. You cheer up, reminding yourself of the pumpkins you still have left to carve.

Ahsoka takes to the task with such excitement that it causes most of your other guests to join in. They all chat amiably as they work, laughing when they see the designs everyone else has chosen. Rex offers his assistance to Wolffe and Fox, who seem even more out of their element at the prospect of the task than your boyfriend had initially been his first time. Cody and Obi-Wan sit next to each other, chatting softly to each other. Every now and then, one of them lets out a guffaw at something and everyone just shakes their heads and smiles as they return to their carving.

The party doesn’t truly start until Fives, Echo, Jesse, Kix and Tup arrive. You’ve always known they love a good time and they seem especially excited to celebrate Halloween. Instead of just decorating their armor, they’ve each dressed in Jedi garb. Everyone, even Obi-Wan, gets a kick out of their costumes. You notice the toy lightsabers they carry with them to complete the ensembles.

“Obi-Wan, how do you feel about lending your lightsaber to the boys so they can really complete their ensembles?”

You mean it as a joke but Obi-Wan looks between you and the party guests, all eyes that meet his egging him on to give himself over to the fun in the evening. Though everyone wants it, no one expects when the Jedi rises and offers his laser sword to Fives, whose mouth slacks comedically.

The Arc Trooper takes the weapon reverentially, and then holds it out at arm’s length, not knowing quite what to do with it. Obi-Wan cracks one of his rare grins, “It’s not made of glass, Fives. You won’t break it.” With that reassurance, Fives looks ready to ignite the sword but you intervene.

“No ignited lightsabers in the house, please! If you don’t mind.”

Fives and the others nod their heads sadly and you immediately feel like a grinch. Sighing, you backtrack. “Alright, you can turn them on but please move any duels outside. That’s what the patio is for.” Rex pulls you to his side and rewards you for loosening the reins with a kiss on the head. Ahsoka pulls the lightsaber from her side and holds it up triumphantly.

“You hear that, fellas? She said we could duel!”

The clones roar triumphantly as they and they run outside. You and Obi-Wan move to intercept but the others hold you back. Rex chuckles at you, the one who once argued for Ahsoka to stay at the party now re-thinking everything. He turns you away from the window so you can’t see the now ignited lightsabers. “Don’t worry. They’re more responsible than you think. There won’t be any dueling. At least, I hope so…”

******

Once the clones and Ahsoka have their share of lightsaber fun, they return to find the rest of you breaking out the karaoke machine. The Commanders team up to sing a bubble pop girl group anthem. Obi-Wan surprises you all when he picks a slow ballad to croon. You even manage to rope Rex into singing some show-tunes with you. As Fives, Echo and Ahsoka take their turn belting out a rock anthem, you reflect on what a perfect night it’s been so far. You know that the Commanders and soldiers need to get back to base soon and Ahsoka needs sleep. But you don’t want the night to end yet.

And so, once everyone has sung their hearts out, you suggest some dancing. Everyone has loosened up enough by now that you don’t get any pushback. You set the atmosphere and dim the lights, leaving on the colored ones you and Rex had hung. Everyone refills their drinks as Rex turns on your spooky song playlist. Some are better for dancing than others but you've seen the boys at 79’s and know they can bust a move to just about anything.

Rex isn’t much for dancing unless he’s gotten a few more drinks in him but, like a good boyfriend, he sways alongside you as you get into the music. Fives sees the difference in yours and Rex’s enthusiasm and boogies his way over. He shouts to Rex, “Don’t worry, sir. I’ve got this.” Fives motions that he wants to dance with you and Rex sighs gratefully.

“Oh thank the Force. Yes, she’s all yours.”

You offer Rex a kiss as Fives pulls you into the center of the dance floor. He twirls you around, completely off beat with the music playing but you couldn’t care less. All of your other friends around you dance along with the music, yelling conversations to each other and giggling madly.

After what feels like what was only five minutes, but was probably, more like thirty, you look over to the couch and see a sight that makes your heart melt. While the rest of you were dancing, Rex and Ahsoka have fallen asleep, the two curled into each other’s sides. You tap Echo, your current dance partner, on the shoulder and point over to the sleeping pair. He chuckles and alerts the others who let out their own “awws” at the sight.

You check the chrono and realize that you’re already into the wee hours of the morning. Wolffe turns off the music and Cody raises the lights. Rousing Rex and Ahsoka proves difficult, the poor things so sleep deprived that they're completely knocked out. Eventually, Cody chooses to just pick her up as she groggily protests that she still wants to party. You promise her that there will be plenty of other parties for her to attend and send them off with her bursting bag of candy.

Obi-Wan and the Commanders trail out, giving you their thanks as they tipsily sway out of your apartment. Echo and Kix hold up Fives, who’s still conscious but has had one too many drinks and now can’t seem to stay upright on his own. He grins at you and Rex as he’s led out. “Helluva party. Happy Halloween!”

Rex just shakes his head, knowing he’s going to be the one to have to deal with a hungover arc trooper tomorrow. Before you forget, you halt them for a moment while you pack up all the leftover snacks and candy. Jesse and Tup gratefully accept your offerings, trailing behind their brothers as they already begin to dig into the food. Your friends offer to stay behind and help clean but you tell them you’re just going to leave it until the morning. You thank them for the offer and send them on their way with a promise to hang out again soon.

Rex’s eyes are already drooping again and you feel yourself swaying with fatigue. As the last of your guests leave, you look around at the remnants of the party. Though everyone might be gone, the echos of their laughter and happiness remain. Rex blows out the candles in your pumpkins and takes your hand, kissing your knuckles. “Happy Halloween, love.”

******

If you had asked Rex what he thought of Halloween, even a day ago, he would have scoffed at the notion of it. But now? Now he can’t wait for next year when you and him get to celebrate it again. His mind swirls with thoughts of what costumes the two of you should dress up in and the next party you’ll throw. He falls into bed, wanting so badly to close his eyes. But he fights against it, watching you go through your nightly routine as you prepare for sleep, a smile etched on your face.

Finally, you climb under the covers and snuggle up next to him, You’ve opted for your flannel pajamas tonight, the crisp autumn air beginning to permeate the walls of your home. But nothing warms you up quite like Rex does and he revels in the knowledge that he brings you such comfort.

He strokes your hair as you close your eyes, humming softly to yourself. He speaks softly as you nestle into him further. “Thank you. For teaching me something new. And I’m sorry I was so against it at first.”

He looks down to see you, eyes still closed but grinning loopily. You run your hand soothingly up and down his chest. “Of course, honey. That’s what I’m here for.” Rex pulls himself away just enough to turn off your bedside lamp, then holds you to him. He ponders for a minute, then whispers to you softly, so as not to wake you if you’re already asleep.

“What do you think you’ll teach me about next?”

The silence last for a few seconds, enough that he’s sure you’ve already drifted off. But then, your sleepy voice croaks out. “Well, Christmas is coming up…”

******

#i want to celebrate halloween with rex :'( it'd be so cute #captain rex x reader #captain rex x you #captain rex fluff #rex x reader #rex x you #star wars fic #sw spooktacular #tcw

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wrennsummerz · 2 years ago

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IM PRETTY SURE WE ARE JUST LOOKING TOO DEEP INTO IT NOW.

I’m guessing that there’s gonna be subtitles (or like flashing text on screen) during the MV that’s literally just these footnotes. Its probably just writing out the references. We are probably freaking out over the most trivial thing ever.

I am once again here to throw a thing that I have never publicly shown interest in at my blog because DRDT has a video scheduled all of the sudden. Checked their twitter and tumble, and there’s no updates so far, so I’m guessing that this is just a neat little surprise. Hope the creator is feeling better!

Anyways, some people in the comments are pointing out the description, and I really want to find out what all of these references are. Unfortunately, I only know number 16 and number 8 (because I google searched it. Number 9 is calling me out, and rightfully so.), so hoping that the comments can help figure it out. I kinda want to make a list for it.

Also number 13… I know it, I just can’t remember where it’s from… it’s gonna haunt me, I need someone to tell me please…

#drdt #danganronpa: despair time #hahaha my anxiety’s acting up so now is a good time to say don’t take my word for it #also the song’s description reminded me that I’ve been putting off reading No Longer Human for so long now #I need to read it now. I neeeeeeddddddd tooo.#But also it’s bed time I need to sleep now #goodnight drdt community #please tell me that I didn’t do anything wrong during the process of posting these posts because my moral compass is kinda weak #if I did something wrong please tell me I will repent

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mmvalentine · 4 years ago

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prompt request for part 2 of your utm fic? pretty please? :)

NONNIE I ALMOST SAID NO hahaha honestly @asteria-of-mars is cooking up some WILD dark!Rhys and if you're looking to not know if you're turned on or horrified I can recommend her fic Undone. She is better at this than me. But okay I'll give this a little whirl just for you, because your please was so pretty.

Fuck You, Feyre Darling Pt 2 (Mercy)

Read Part 1

Guilty.

That's all that was swirling around in my head for the next two days: guilty, guilty, guilty. I was a bad person, I was a cheater, I was so full of shame I could have choked on it.

But then Rhysand appeared in the same corner of my cell that he always did, and I had a better idea of where to place my anger.

"You fucking prick," I spat at him. He just raised his eyebrows.

"Dear me," he said. "And just what have I done to raise your ire today?"

"You made me cheat on Tamlin," I said, knowing full well that was neither true nor fair.

"I didn't," Rhys said mildly, flicking a speck of lint off his lapel.

"You did," I snapped. I stepped up to him. "You and your fucking mind tricks." My chin jerked up to stare into his eyes. Most powerful High Lord in all of Prythian? I didn't give a damn.

"I assure you, I don't need mind tricks to coax females into my bed," Rhys said, and his unaffected air was infuriating.

"You forced me," I ground out. "Admit it."

"Admit something that's not true?"

"Admit it!"

"Why Feyre?"

"Because!" I yelled. "If I wanted it then I'm a terrible person and I'm here in this horrible place to save Tamlin only to find that I don't deserve him anyway." My voice broke on the last word, and to my horror, a sob cracked in my chest.

Not again, I thought. I couldn't bear the thought of breaking down in front of Rhys, not again. He already had so much of me.

But Rhys just stood there a moment, with his hands in his pockets. Then he said, "Fine," and then the world blurred and we were back in his room.

Rhys pushed me back onto the bed, and I fell, startled.

"So what, Feyre?" he asked. I realised with shock that he was angry. "What do you want?"

Despite the darkness of the room, his violet eyes seemed to glow brighter than ever.

"Do you want me to have forced you, so you don't have to feel guilty? Or do you want to be forced because you deserve to be punished?"

Rhys pulled his jacket off and threw it onto a chair by the wall. I shrank back against the headboard, suddenly nervous.

"Because see now, I may be a whore but I'll not have some mortal questioning my honour." He knelt up on the bed in front of me, and rolled up his sleeves.

"However, if you were after a punishment," he paused, and removed his belt to fold it in his hand. Then he gave me a grin that was all teeth and no smile at all. "You only had to ask."

The anger still coiled in his voice, and now, now I was scared of him.

I didn't know what I was expecting- I had goaded him, but not thought through what would happen next. And now here we were, back in his room, and I couldn't tell where my fear stopped and my anticipation began.

What I did know is that the heaviness of the shame in my limbs had been replaced by adrenaline and that was a trade I was only too happy to make.

"Well?" Rhys demanded. "Is the cruel little creature here to repent for her sins?

And Cauldron damn me to the deepest depths of hell, my lips parted and I whispered, "yes."

"Good," Rhys snarled, and then quick as lightning he had grabbed my ankle and jerked me back down the bed. Disappeared my clothes by magic, rolled me over onto my stomach, where I tried to drag myself away with my hands but he yanked me back by the hips and slapped me hard across the ass.

I gasped, as pain burst before my eyes. I forgot everything, I knew nothing at all expect for the flash of sensation, and then a flooding peace. Yes. This is what I deserved. Rhys buckled his belt around my ankles.

"Is this what you wanted?" Rhys hissed in my ear. I hadn't noticed him moving closer.

"Yes," I whispered. Rhys spanked me a second time, and that white hot flash popped in my vision again.

"Is this what you needed, you wicked mortal thing?"

"Yes," I said again, and it came out as a moan.

"Beg me," Rhys commanded. He landed three more stinging slaps, and I couldn't help but gasp at each one. "Beg me for mercy."

He smacked me once more, and leaned down to my ear again. "Beg me, and I will deny you."

And I would never know how to admit this out loud, not to Rhys, not to Tamlin, not to anyone. But it was exactly what I craved.

So I pushed my hips up toward Rhys, turned my face to the side, and breathed, "Mercy."

"No," Rhys replied coldly, and then I was spanked on the top of my ass, on the join to my thigh on either side, and then once right over my bare pussy.

The shock of the last had my fingers curling in the sheets. It was so unexpected that at first my legs clenched together automatically- but then as the pain faded it was replaced by a spreading heat and my muscles relaxed completely.

The next touch was a rub of his hand over my reddened backside and down between my legs, and where he had slapped me my skin was so sensitive I shook hard under his fingers.

"And now what, Feyre darling?" Rhys asked. His voice was low and dangerous. I rode the edge of pain and fear and pleasure, and couldn't form words. When Rhys stroked his hand down me again, I realised I was thoroughly wet from being spanked.

"Do you need to be fucked now?" he crooned.

"Yes," I said, and even though he wasn't touching me at all now, my breaths came in pants.

"Do you need to be pounded so hard it feels like you're not in control?" Rhys asked me.

"Yes," I repeated, not able to say any more than that for the shame of it.

"Beg me again," Rhys said.

"Please," I whimpered. "Mercy."

Rhys's fingers slipped back between my legs, finding my clit and rubbing tight, fast circles into it. My hips bucked at the suddenness of the motion, and then the pleasure began to pool. I wanted to push my knees apart on the bed to get closer to his touch, but his belt still bound by ankles together. I arched my back instead, and Rhys's steady rhythm had me careening toward my orgasm faster than I thought possible.

"Rhys," I moaned.

"Yes Feyre?" he said. "Are you going to come?"

"Yes, oh gods, yes," I said, and my toes curled as my climax crested-

And then Rhys pulled his hand away and slapped me across the backside instead.

I let out a frustrated groan, and Rhys purred, "Again."

It took me a moment to figure out what he wanted. Then, "please," I begged. "Mercy."

Rhys's fingers returned, but this time he was sliding them into me and moving infuriatingly slowly. I rocked my hips back and forth on his hand, trying to build his pace. It was almost enough.

"Please," I said again. Breathlessly. Desperately. "Please."

Rhys's fingers sped up and curled to that spot inside me, and then I was chasing my climax again. My head spun, then buzzed as I found-

Nothing. Rhys's fingers slipped out of me and I was spanked again, on the other side, and hot tears sprang to my eyes. A combination of the sudden pain and the sharper frustration.

"Please Rhys!" I cried out. "Please, please, mercy, please."

Rhys's voice in my ear, one more time. "Do you deserve it?" he asked. "Do you deserve pleasure?"

"No," I whispered.

"That's right," he replied. And then sank his cock deep inside me nonetheless.

Rhys was not gentle, Rhys did not give me time to acclimatise. Just pushed inside my already soaking pussy and fucked me hard with my ankles tied the entire time. As wound up as I was, he had barely gotten started when my orgasm slammed into me. I came soundlessly on his cock, tears blocking my throat, my lips mouthing his name into the sheets.

Once my high had subsided, Rhys pulled out, removed the belt from my ankles, and turned my over on my back. I was so wrung out I barely registered the movement. And then with a shocking gentleness, he came back to me. Pulled my legs around his waist and slid inside me again- but this time moved with a rolling consistency that had me building up again, coasting on the brink of pleasure rather than screaming toward it, and when this orgasm came I was in the middle of it before I had known it'd begun.

My back arched up into Rhys's arms and he pressed kisses down my sternum as I came, and then just when I thought I'd start coming down his hips got faster and his own release triggered a new wave for me, too. I held on to him as he shuddered into me, and it wasn't until he had rolled onto his back and pulled me into his chest that I realised he had stopped punishing me.

"Rhys?" I asked softly.

"Mm?"

"Am I a bad person?"

Rhys sighed into the dark, and when he spoke he did not sound like his usual, arrogant self. He just sounded tired.

"No Feyre," he said, "you're not a bad person."

"I'm betraying someone I love," I argued.

"We're Under the Mountain, now," Rhys said. "We're only just surviving. And here, that is enough.”

We lay there for a while longer, until I thought I could almost fall asleep there in the High Lord's arms. What an absurd thought.

"I'm ready to go back to my cell now," I whispered.

"In the morning," was all Rhys said, and then he turned us and tugged me back against his chest facing away from him. He wrapped his arms around me, and I gave in. After all, there would be plenty of time to feel bad about it all if we survived at all. And maybe that was a mercy I could grant myself.

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Eeee stop making me go UTM anons, it's toooo sad I'm gonna leave this dark edgy shit to Liz now and go back to my palace of fluff 🥺🥺

MASTERLIST

TAGLIST: @ghostlyrose2 @highladysith @stardelia @feysand-loml @tillyrubes10 @ratabrasileira @live-the-fangirl-life @maybekindasortaace @annejulianneh111 @thebonecarver @rowaelinismyotp @loosingdreams @whythefuckdoiexist @inejsarrow @swankii-art-teacher @sjmships @courtofjurdan @teddytdr @positivewitch @thalia-2-rose @darling-archeron @rapunzel1523 @fairchildjace @philosophorumaurum02 @story-scribbler @allthecolorsneverseen @asteria-of-mars

#asks #prompt fill #feysand #feysand fic #acotar #smut #angst #mine #am I doing it?#am I writing dark!rhys now?

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dreamii-yume · 5 years ago

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New Episode Update Let’s GOO!!!

Warning : This is just Yume having a mental breakdown, seriously. This episode update was WHACK.

~ MAJOR SPOILERS FOR 68-75 ~

I know we ain’t participating and all but the game reminding you that there’s 10 minutes left to prepare is seriously bad for my heart.

Aah, shiet. Vil is still hurt.

He still has small wounds and scratches that he hid make up. Daddy, I’m worried.

Apparently, yeah, I’m not the only one cause my homeboy, Epel just asked to switch the center role with Vil. THE CONFIDENCE.

Aw, he’s worried about him falling over during stage (And make the performance look bad) Come on, Epel just be honest-

...He finally became the ideal poisoned apple that Vil wanted, huh?

Vil being proud a mom.

But the queen inside him is STRONG.

He’ll embrace the villain in him, OUR QUEEN CAN STILL GO. INJURED, WHO?

...AAND he proceeds to roast Epel again lol Typical Vil.

I love how Epel just accepted a nickname like “Doku Ringo-chan” lol It’s so cute, senior-junior relationship goals right there.

HERE WE GO.

Everyone is actually really confident hahaha

I really wish Deuce’s mom, Ace’s brother, Jamil’s sister, and Vil’s dad were here in person to watch.

HECK I WANT KALIM’S WHOLE FAMILY HERE WHY NOT

T-THEY’RE REALLY LETTING US HEAR THE FULL SONG.

IS THAT JAMIL RAPPING.

Look at Jamil’s solo SD dancing. LOOK AT IT.

I really fucking love Vil’s singing voice aaa

HIS VOICE IS SO GOOD.

Album when disney.

Is Vil okay.

...aight im hearing some high quality panting here

...dont mind me listening to it a bit too much...

...they’re going to be great reference for some spicy- leave me alone

Vil panting is making me feel SOMETHING.

ANYWAY. THE CROWD IS A MOOD.

IS VIL OKAY.

Unmei no megami is giving me idia ptsd here.

Heartslabyul Senpais are watching their kids, looking all proud *sniff

Oh god, after playing Obey Me, it just occurred to me how similar Cater and Asmodeus’ voices are...

Watch these Senpai dorks act like Ace and Deuce’s second family. Trey being the dad, Riddle being the mom, and Cater being the supportive big bro. It’s so beautiful.

Riddle’s voice is a lot more softer now, I just realized...It’s so soothing...

God i miss u too octavinelle never change

Yeah, why tf did Floyd not audition for this

Bro, can you imagine Nobuhiko Okamoto in the squad as well??? IMAGINE-

Of course, he wasn’t in the mood back then. Of course. Why did i even ask.

IMAGINE FLOYD BEING IN VDC NEXT YEAR.

Omg i miss u too octavinelle never change

Azul’s gonna overblot again with Floyd’s marketing skills lol

Jade coming in like welp i guess thats that. Too bad, huh Azul?

GOD i miss u too octavinelle never change

SAVANA BITCHES HI

I wonder if these mfs knew that Vil just overblotted and malmal was the one who fixed the stage lol

oooh Leona’s sus about something he a sharp boi

Speak up my guy—

still so weird leona taking his job seriously

Malleus looking happier seeing this performance rather than Lilia’s lol

I miss the simpery in Sebek

Silver’s not in the verge of falling into a coma for once wow

Chenya’s so cute.

AND WE’RE BACK TO CUTE HEIGH HO TEAM

fcking shotacons man...im not one to talk

Aw, they didn’t show Neige performance...

The simping in the crowd is a MASSIVE mood.

WHO WINS TELL ME

These night raven fuckers better vote for us and not pull a “oh shie my hand slipped lololol” i swear to god- im gonna throw hands

*me holding my phone and pretending to vote as well

Suspense music intensifies be like-

HAAA

BOIS, ITS ONE VOTE DIFFERENCE WHO IS IT AAAA

WHAT.

HOW DARE- HOW!? HOW DID WE LOSE!?

WE LOST BY ONE VOTE!?

EVERYONE’S SO SHOCKED LOL

vil pls dont overblot again-

Noooo grim’s tuna cans-

WE REALLY LOST TO A LEGIT KIDS SONG.

These children do not have the right to be this cute. I wanna take Timmy, Toby, and Shelpie home.

I swear to god one of these dwarves sounds like Cheka lol Is it Toby?

EPEEELLLL DONT CRRYYYY

KALIMMMM DONT CRRYYYY

KALIM HAVING THE AUDACITY TO SOUNDING LIKE A BIG BROTHER AND THEN CRYING HIS OWN RIGHT AFTER LOLOLOL

I HATE THIS EPISODE YALL MADE MY TWO BOIS CRY IM FIGHTING THIS EPISODE. BURN THIS.

This background music too though im deeeeddd

KALIM IM SO SORRY FOR MAKING A SINFIC ABOUT YOU PLS DONT CRY-

Jamil impressed about Vil being “calm” and Vil just going “h e h. you dont even know.”

....ha...

Monsieur Rook. WHAT did you say.

ROOK VOTED FOR ROYAL SWORD. Are you kidding me. You snek how could you- i loved you

WHAT DID I SAY- Ya’ll night raven fuckers shall not slip by their fingers when voting rook.

Vil is in the brink of passing out aaaaa

I have never heard Ace this pissed before whoa- lol he sounds like Deuce in his delinquent mode

Aw...Rook felt that Neige’s performance carries a stronger bond than theirs :’( it’s hard to put the blame on him when he’s saying all these stuff

It’s just like what they said in the past episodes that it’s really hard voting for your own team when you know the opposing team is better.

Aww...He just wanted Vil to believe in himself more...Rook is such a best man. Im crying-

Oh noooo is Vil gonna cry too nooo- daddy turned to baby really quick SOMEONE GIVE HIM AN EMERGENCY HUG

Well- at least...at least the 100 year record of not being able to win is still going, yeah? Um...bad joke? Sorry, i’ll see myself out-

NEIGE NOT NOW AND YOUR VII-KUN BULLSHIT- we’re having a moment here

Neige is such sweetheart but aaaahh— This makes it worse, we can’t even hate him aaa—

OMG JUST WHEN I THOUGHT THINGS COULDN’T- AAAAA

MONSIEUR ROOK. YOU’RE A FAN OF NEIGE!?

MOTHERFUCKER just got exposed by Neige himself lol

Going to Neige’s shake hand events, sending him letters, buying all his merch and shie- HE’S A FULL BLOWN NEIGE STAN

WTF YOU SNEK GET OUT OF THIS SCHOOL-

OOOOHHH THAT FUCKING ALBUM- HIS “LIFE’S WORK” or whatever bullshit IS FULL OF NEIGE

...actually- my japanese is lacking- im not sure lol what is a ブロマイド??? Lol I feel like a clown.

Rook is sweating profusely LOL

...what do you have to say for yourself, monsieur rook.

Wait- huh is that-

IS HE GONNA CRY-

WHY IS EVERYONE CRYING!??!?!?!

HE’S SILENTLY CRYING AS HE INTRODUCED HIMSELF TO NEIGE WHAT. THE. FUCK IS THIS EPISODE.

Neige fanclub??? Eternal Snow??? What kind of creepy-ass- OH, HE EVEN HAS A MEMBERSHIP NUMBER TOO-

Props to Neige with his :) expression unfaltering.

I’m- I’m speechless.

Vil is just looking down at Rook in disappointment like- “you’re more pathetic than I am”

Queen just went “I think you need this handkerchief more than I do now” THAT’S RIGHT. REPENT MOTHERFUCKER.

Rook crying is cursed.

But damn, I’m kinda liking this new relationship this bitchy relationship they have

Neige just dragged everyone’s ass back on stage and his snow white energy just said “LETS ALL BE FRIENDS AND SING”

NEIGE IS FUCKING GREAT- HE REALLY DID GOT THESE BITCHES TO SING HEIGH HO LOL

ACE’S RELUCTANT SINGING AND DEUCE LOOKING LIKE HE’S HAVING FUN

KALIM IS SUCH A MOOD, SINGING EVEN WITHOUT KNOWING THE LYRICS AND JAMIL JUST HAVING THAT “i want to die” ENERGY

AIGHT. ROOK IS HAVING WAY TOO MUCH FUN AND EPEL IS TRYING HIS BEST. HE’S SO CUTE-

OMG NEIGE AND VIL HAVING SUCH GOOD HARMONY—

YAHOO Y A H O O TANOSHIINDA~~

YA’LL SURE ABOUT GIVING ME THIS BLESSED MOMENT??

What a somewhat happy ending, even though Rook just backstabbed us I’m crying Beauté 100 points!!!

LOL Vil realizing he’s having fun singing with Neige- “SOMEONE JUST END ME RIGHT NOW-“ The desperation in his voice-

I love how Neige’s yahoo yahoo is messing with everyone’s head, even Vil wants to pass out lol

haha Crowley is so depressed lol

WHA- WHO-

HEADMASTER OF ROYAL SWORD!?

He looks like your typical grandpa- and his outfit looks like that one mickey mouse wizard outfit but blue—

Old man just went “we won lol” just to piss Crowley off I like this guy’s energy already-

Crowley being most likely as old as this guy—

ooohh this man just sensed something in this stage- Leona did too, didn’t he???

* Damn. Crowley talking so fast sounds like he’s making a load of bullshit lol

Anyway, I’m just glad that it’s not mickey mouse who’s the headmaster— I would’ve lost my shit.

We’re back in our dorms and I forgot that the squad doesn’t live with us anymore. It’s suddenly so lonely now...

Grim is getting the yahoo yahoo ptsd too lol it’s too goddamn catchy

oooohh shiet- mickey is calling us again

YES we finally got a good picture of this motherfucker

It seems like nothing is disrupting our communication this time, so MC thought to call Grim but—

Grim is not here.

Uuhhh...Grim? Where you’ve gone??? We’re getting flashbacks of the first parts of the game.

We went out to find Grim and HE’S CHOMPING ON ANOTHER BLACK STONE ON THE STAGE-

GRIM SPIT THAT OUT YOU LOOK TERRIFYING

AAAAAHH GRIM HAS GONE FERAL— He’s attacking US

Is this because we didn’t win his tuna canss nooo

NoOO SWEET BABY COME BACK.

Legit I’m sad, please baby don’t overblot like this...

He learned a new move though- SCRATCH

Ooh— We’re seeing some Ignihyde scenes here~

P U H I H I

Idia getting a lot of emails from bigshot companies whoa—

THAT OLYMPUS—?! EXCUSE ME??? Ortho what- Are we finally getting that Hercules episode—

Damn getting a hot chance in olympus only to put them down the recycling bin oof— Idia why edit : Yume was informed that olympus is kind of a company that sponsored VDC sorry she was mind-fucked at this moment and the ability to understand proper Japanese just went whoosh lol Thanks to @starshiningsirius for pointing it out for Yume~ ♥︎ HONESTLY YUME’S JUST GONNA WAIT FOR ACTUAL PROFESSIONAL TRANSLATORS AT THIS POINT LOL Don’t trust me for important situation too much lol

Aaaahh...We’re getting this shut-in out of his room in the next episode, are we?

And that concludes the whole Pomefiore Episode! JESUS CHRIST 75 CHAPTERS ALL IN ALL!? How long is the Ignihyde chapter going to be, huh!?

This was a really, really fun episode lol I’d consider this a fan service episode actually cause of all the things we get to experience— The singing, dancing, and the new songs, THE DRAMA. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

But then, the plot thickens, no? What’s going to happen to Grim? In the Ignihyde episode? And those reoccurring memories of us? And our relationship with Tsunotarou lol ALSO WE NEVER REALLY DID FIND OUT WHAT ROOK’S UNIQUE MAGIC IS. DISNEY EXPLAIN—

Thanks for reading this shitpost of Yume losing her shiet lol See you all in the Ignihyde Episode~ ❤

#twisted wonderland #spoilers #episode 5 #Talk with Yume

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The Freedom of Expression Ep 56 - Dir en grey live with audience scheduled! and, Thinking about the aftermath of inappropriate remarks.

K: Hi, this is Dir en grey's Kaoru, with this week's episode of The Freedom of Expression. Joe, Tasai, welcome. Um, I think it was two days ago, Dir en grey announced that we will do a live show.

T, J: *applause*

T: How long has it been?

K: Well, as for proper lives, its been since last year in February when we were on the European tour. We did do the no-audience lives since then, but as for lives with an audience, thats how long its been.

T: Its a big decision, isn't it?

J: Yeah, and people have been waiting, right?

K: Well, I think people will have a lot of opinions about it, and its a bit hard to say to people, 'Please come!'... Well, as for why we havn't been doing lives, of course its because of corona..there was a risk there. As for the live venues, within these restrictions we weren't sure whether we would be able to complete the type of show we wanted to do...Like, the audience can't use their voice etc. So I was a little concerned when I thought about that, but at the same time, it's strange to say 'it can't be helped', but I thought we could at least try it once. You know, like a live show within these restrictions. We might even get some new feeling or new atmosphere out of it that we've never had before. I mean, we might not, but like, rather than not doing it and worrying, we could just give it a try once, and it might even turn us in some new direction. Then after we do it, we can think about what to do next.

J: I see. Yeah, if you spend all your time thinking it over, nothing will happen, right?

K: Yeah. Well, its not bad to do that though, I just wonder whether we might be able to create a new kind of experience in this way. We won't know if we don't try..

Kami: Um, if you don't try, you won't be able to say what it was like, will you?

K: Well, yeah, thats right. I'd like to experience it.

T: Yeah, within the restrictions, see what type of performance you can create.

K: Well, and people are slowly beginning to restart this kind of thing.

Kami: Um, doesn't it kind of feel like having a school fieldtrip, but being sick so you couldn't go, and then afterwards feeling sad that you missed out?

T: Haha

K: No, its not like that.

T, J: Hahaha

J: Nearly, Kami.

T: Yeah, nearly.

Kami: I didn't get it.

J: Your example was very easy to understand, but it was wrong.

T, K: Haha

Kami: Ok.

K: Well, well, I mean, it wasn't the right example, but the feeling is similar I suppose.

Kami: Ah! See, it is similar! I was right!

J: Oh, Im sorry Kami.

T: Haha

K: So, we're gonna do it. So for anyone who wants to experience this, I'd like you to come and see us... Ok, well..

J: Yes, today's topic is...well, this topic is a little old already, its about Mori Yoshio and the Olympic committee. He has made a run of problematic comments like 'if there are a lot of women, the meetings will last longer', and 'famous people could carry the Olympic torch only through rice fields', and has been forced to resign. Well, this has been big news, but well, this program is about 'The Freedom of Expression', so from that perspective, could you not say that he just slipped up? He slipped up, but shouldn't he still have freedom of expression? Of course, I think these were careless remarks, uttered without a sense of responsibility, but whats the best way to deal with a situation like this? What about just telling the person in question to stop it? Is that enough? So, thats the theme today, in regards to freedom of expression, of course you are free to say what you want, but what should be done if what you say is thoughtless, or clearly at odds with the common view in society? Is it ok to just criticize the comments only? So its quite a serious topic about the freedom of expression today.

T: Well, as for me, if I had to say...I'd say im in the 'if it creates further discussion then its ok' camp. Um, he's a tv celeb now, but do you remember when Sugimura Taizō won his first election? He said, 'I want to go to the high-class restaurants', you know, like political meetings at high-class restaurants? And he was criticized a lot for that. But when I interviewed him in person, I asked him about how he had felt at that time, he said he was simply just curious about whether this type of thing really went on in the world of politics. It was a pretty innocent thing, but when he said it, he was called into question massively. Thats what he said when I asked him. So I don't really think we will make any progress in situations like this, if we don't stop and think about why a person might say things before we launch an attack.

J: I see. Kaoru, what do you think?

K: Nothings come out it in terms of making a bad thing better. I think its a good thing to start a discussion out of it afterwards.

J: Yeah

K: Of course if its wrong, its wrong, but it seems natural to ???*1

J: This all reminds me of this difficult word we hear in the media a lot, 'political correctness'. Like, being forced into the political medium ground, and if you ever make a small mistake with what you say, you'll be accussed of being wrong. People are scared of being targeted like this...Even when you see press conferences, people will only ever talk about thier own position, so as an observer, even press conferences get boring. I'd like people to speak their raw words more, I want to hear what they really think. But if they did, they would be accused of saying the wrong thing. Its like you said Kaoru, if their mistake was shared it might end up heading in a better direction, but if people just immediately and triumphantly scream, 'Thats wrong!', then I have a feeling its gonna carry on like this forever. Its important to think about whether the mistake can be repaired. Anyone makes mistakes. Whatever you say, it will be different from what some other people think. And rather than fixing the mistake, I think some people see it as a game of winning or losing.

K: You can't just say 'sorry', can you?

J: No, you can't. Why is that??

K: This type of person (*Mori*) can't say it for some reason.

J: Like, 'I'M SORRY, I'M REALLY SORRY FOR WHAT I SAID!!

K: ??*2

J: Then they would understand their mistake, and be able to fix it. I think that would be ok!

T: Yeah, we should give people a chance. If you don't point out their mistake, and let them say sorry..

J: Even though it would be good to create that kind of grown-up environment, with everyone on the attack so much these days, people are so cautious about what they say now, the press conferences are more like rituals. Its become a kind of never-ending ritualistic exchange.

K: If nothing is done, Mori will never learn, right?

J: Thats right.

K: If someone just tells him he needs to change his ideas, he can take that to heart..well, did he?

J: Haha, well, I don't know, when he's that old, I don't know. But I think he probably felt something, surely. Also, we ourselves are getting old, and when we get that old, some stuff that was correct for our generation will suddenly become wrong, right? We could say something, and people would be like, 'Eh?!', even though it was fine for our generation. We are bound to be caught up like this eventually. Honestly, there will be people who saw this press conference with Mori, who didn't realise what was wrong at first. You know, with Mori's remarks.

T: People from his generation may even sympathise with him, they might not understand.

J: Yes, yes, yes. But if it was made into a public discussion, they might start to understand the problem. There might be people in that generation who don't understand that saying this type of thing about women is complete prejudice.

T: But as you said Kaoru, when people get that old, the don't like saying sorry.

K: Ah, yeh.

T: So, I want people to be aware of the discussion that can happen after that.

J: It just makes me think eventually, we'll be in that generation. It will happen to us.

T: You might say this type of thing, Joe.

J: Yeah.

K: You already do, don't you?

J: Maybe. I might have harrased people without realising it. I might have said things to people which I thought would make them happy, but actually made them think I was really annoying.

K, T: Ah, yeah.

J: When you're in that kind of position with a huge public stage, you will suffer huge effects, but when you're in my kind of position, its not as decisive, so there is a possibility I'm also doing that. Its possible Im becoming like Mori.

T: Will your radio listerners be saying, 'Joe always says that kind of thing!'?

J: Yeah, now you mention it, Hiranabe was pretty bad. haha

T: Yeah, you could just write Hiranabe here instead of Mori, and it would fit. haha

J: Haha, he would definitely say that kind of thing. So, anyway, yeah, we have to be careful with this.

K: Well, even just discussing it like this is a good step.

J: It is, yes. Ah..Kami is quiet today.

Kami: Well, I thought this was pretty bad.

J: It was bad?　

Kami: Yeah, a long time ago I used to say things about women, and I got a fierce backlash, and realised I was wrong. Um, it was a road trip with a few adults to an onsen, we went in a few different cars. During the drive I was talking about how women always take ages in the toilet, and one of them said that she is actually really quick in the toilet.

J, T: Haha

Kami: It was possibly bad timing that she started to need the toilet just then. She said she'd be quick, so asked us to stop at the next convenience store, so we stopped at some place like that. And I was like, 'Eh?! Already?! You're back?!'. She was so fast! So after that, I repented, I realised it wasn't the same for everyone. Then I gave up the front passenger seat for her.

J: Hahaha

T: What kind of story is this?! Kami thinks the front passenger seat is some kind of treat?

Kami: Well, anyway, that happened to me. People usually have this image that women take a long time in the toilet, don't they?

J: Yeah.

T: Are they fixing their make-up and stuff?

J: Some might be, yeah.

K: Well, men also have the stand-up option, right?

Kami: I realised at that time that it all depends on the person.

J: I see.

T: Ah, thats good, Kami learned something new?

Kami: Yeah.

J: Yeah, in regards to toilets.

K: If you took a long time in the toilet at school, they used to say you were doing a poo, right?

J: Ah yeh. You had to do it quickly, or they would be saying it all day. They would be saying like, 'This guy did a poo'. I wonder what its like for kids these days?

T: Yeah, I'd like that to disappear. I want the toilet to be peaceful.

K: You felt something was coming if you went in the stall, right?

J: Yeah, they would throw water over the top, and shout 'This guy's doing a poo!'.

T: Yeah, yeah.

J: What was that all about?!

T: Well, I think boys' toilets should all be just individual stalls.

J, K: Ahh, yeh.

J: So you can't tell whether someones doing a no.1 or a no.2?

K: But recently there are people who sit on the toilet on their phones not actually pooing, aren't there?

T: There are, yeah. Even if I'm outside desperate to go.

J: Yeah, you can tell they aren't even trying to go, or they've already finished. Its totally silent in there. Or you suddenly hear them answering their phone. Its like, 'Hey! That cubucle is for doing a poo!'.

T: This is a big problem amongst men.

J: It is.

K: Ok, shall we finish on that note, haha. Please subscribe. Thank you very much.

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Remember when during Halloween Zabaniyya managed to use the flames of passion~? Have you guys tried letting him use it? I mean it'll a good way to force someone to talk in a less violent way... also Jacob did they tell you about this? Zabaniyya going mwah~ to passerbys?

"You did what!?" Jacob is ecstatic.

"PLEASE DO NOT BRING THAT UP EVER AGAIN!"

"Hahaha, that's so sweet, Zabaniyya! And you participated in Halloween!? What were you dressed as? Did you get a lot of candy? Or were you only looking for non-chocolate kisses instead?"

"I-I wasn't looking for anything!! I was simply accompanying Lord Arsalan as instructed! And using my flames that way. . .it was outside of my control. . .!"

"Sadly, he doesn't even like to think about that day. He won't even let us talk about it, let alone repeat that performance! Truly unfortunate, but someday! I know there's a certain someone he'd do it for!"

"L-Lord Shaytan--no, I mean--MC doesn't need to see that again either! Least of all them!! I. . .I only use violence to punish sinners. Sparking such passion. . .would not be much of a punishment. I don't torture people for information unless they've committed some wrong and I need them to repent. . . ."

"Oh, I dressed him as a mummy! And I was Frankenstein's monster! Wahaha, it was quite the exciting holiday--you should join us next time! It's only about two months away, after all!!"

"I wish I could have been there. . .! Maybe I can. . .make my way back here. . . ." Local American loves Halloween, of course!! "Hehe, maybe I'd get a kiss from Zabaniyya, too."

"I ap--I apologize, but that's out of the question. . .!"

"You won't acknowledge Arsalan's anointed one's request, then. . .?"

"It's. . .it's not that. . . ."

"I understand, Zabaniyya. I'm only teasing you. Please relax, you're smoking from embarrassment again, aren't you? I can smell it. . . ." Jacob gives the angel a friendly clap on the shoulder.

"I truly do apologize. . . ." He's still smoking, albeit slightly less.

"Well, we could always teach Jacob how to blow a kiss! You probably don't really know what that is anyway, right?"

"I can't say I do." It's largely a visual act, after all. . .and not something anyone would've needed to explain to a former ruffian like him at any point. "I can imagine some things it might be, but I can't truly say I know, myself. I don't think it really fits my style of showing love--I would rather give or receive a real kiss--but I won't say no to being taught."

"In that case, don't you think it's about time you came back to school?"

"Not a snowball’s chance in hell."

#long post #anon #answers #event | special guests

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Piofiore: Episodio 1926 Part 1 - Gilbert Redford Route

I'M SO EXCITED!!! I like to follow recommended route orders so I'll go with Gilbert first which I honestly don't mind because I love his personality and his respectful relationship with Lili, so yeah he's one of my favourites haha. Orlok is really the only one I'm iffy about but I guess we'll see. Love how the route already starts with Lili and Gil having a lovers spat in the lounge and everyone is just like .... Even Luca was there haha. Lili wanting to learn accounting to help the family is very her, so cute. Lmao when Gil wanted to show his repentance towards her by kissing her. I didn't expect to hear Yang so soon, I miss him so much🥹🥹 I'm surprised Lili isn't living with Gil already tbh haha. I love how playful he is though, I miss that. Seems like there's new characters from the Liu Huang Hui (head organisation of Lao Shu?) who are here to kill Yang so that's amusing. Loll at Lili being repeatedly hit on, she is beautiful though so what can I say🥲 Is Eugene Gil's father? Didn't expect the guy to be selling drugs even though he looked dodgy😰 Luca wanting to learn how to read so that Gil can give him instructions without personally saying it to him every time is so cute. He's such a good boy. Something I completely forgot about is that the LIs like to call Liliana Lili and it feels so weird to hear my name hahaha.

I hope Sister Sofia isn't dead, that would be terrible. I was so relieved when Gil appeared. It just feels really reassuring to have him there even if it's after everything happened. Luca is the sweetest boy ever! I love how he came all the way to the church to check if she was okay, and he spent time with the children learning with them too, it made me so sad but happy when he was like is this what going to school feels like🥹🥹 Oliver being sincerely concerned for Lili's wellbeing was very sweet too. OMG THE CG! I LOVE IT. It was so unexpected that I had to exit the game because I was playing on the TV though lmao. But yesss, them sharing a bathtub is so hot. I loveee Gil's wet hair. Little Gil looks like Luca haha! Lili is quite bold now! She kissed Gil on the cheek to motivate him to go to work haha, that's so cute, especially since she wasn't embarrassed at all! Anyway, Yuan has a very different appearance from what I expected. He looks very elegant. Honestly, with how reckless Luca is, I get so scared that he'll get himself killed. Jack really would have killed them if Orlok didn't appear. I'm glad Oliver and them reprimanded him but made sure to convey to him that they were mainly concerned about his and Lili's safety. I'm so glad that Orlok told Lili and Gil about how Eugene was ready to sacrifice Lili and Luca to protect himself because she hasn't thought of Eugene negatively at all but really, he's a selfish ass and Lili needs to get away from him. It was so cute how the twins appreciated Gil standing up for them against Yuan when he said that they're his guests. This is the reason why I love Gil! Another reason why I love him is because of how reassuring and kind he is. Even though it's risky to take Lili out, he recognises that she can't stay cooped up inside forever. Every time he says that the safest place in Burlone for Lili to be is right next to him, I admit that I swoon because when he says it, I feel like I can really believe in his words and feel safe, so I'm sure Lili feels the same haha.

Elena is the sweetest girl ever! I love how she made Lili realise that they won't necessarily be together forever since it's possible that she could find a husband somewhere else too and leave. Nothing is permanent, but as long as they let each other know that even if apart, they will always love and care about you, then that's enough. I can't believe Yang got injured so badly by Yuan. Why did Yuan just leave though? Suspicious.. Anyway, I can't help but feel bad for Dante... It just doesn't feel right for Dante to not have Nicola beside him. In other news, I love Jack's design, he's hot. ls Jack Gil's brother? Is that why I think he's hot?😅😅 Yuan is such a nut, can't believe he bit Lili and licked her blood to taste it, what a guy. Wow, the ruthlessness of Yuan to sever people's limbs, I feel sorry for those people.. I forgot about how Gil's father used to hit Gil and his mother. It was obvious that Eugene is a terrible father but he's even worse than I thought. I feel bad for Gil and Jack that they have such a father who doesn't care about them at all. I feel so sad that Orlok sacrificed himself to help Dante and Gil escape. Well, the ending really wasn't very compelling. It felt pretty rushed that everyone had to basically leave with Gil going Chicago and Yang very easily accepting to just go Romania. I guess I kinda feel robbed by how emotional it should be for Lili to leave her home and everything to follow Gil to Chicago but they just kinda left and it was like whatever lol. I don't even feel like the thing with Eugene was resolved all that nicely because he basically just left as if he never came, it really didn't have much effect on Gil's character imo lol. Like yeah, he was a piece of shit to the end, which I liked, but it never really felt like Gil got over it all, which I guess can be understandable in real life but it's just not very satisfying? Lili telling Gil all her feelings of loneliness and how she wants to go with Gil to Chicago at the beach was really sweet, I wouldn't have expected this to be the tragic ending at all. Honestly, Yuan dying at the sacrifice of Lili getting a concussion and losing her memories is a pretty good deal LOL, obviously there's other problems but still haha. I think the ending was quite bittersweet to have Gil stay with Lili in Burlone.

Overall, Gil's route was okay. I don't think it had the same charm as the original but I did enjoy Lili being more comfortable with physical affection. I really enjoyed seeing Gil tease her and make her all embarrassed, and I also really liked seeing Luca have a better chance at life with the help of Gil and Oliver. I didn't mind Jack but I think his character was wasted by being the random background guy chasing after Eugene but never actually doing anything. As for Eugene, I was excited to see his clashes with Gil but I guess there wasn't much to expect from him because he was quite disappointing as a person and as the "problem" of this route. It just felt very boring with how he constantly tried to take advantage of the people around him with his dumb decisions, there's now closure for Gil but at the same time, since I thought his father was dead and non-existent, the writers just basically brought up a problem that no one really cared for imo. I think I would have enjoyed the route better if it was just fluffy romance as they thought about their future and whether Lili would go with Gil to America.

#piofiore #piofiore episodio 1926

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