#I am so very normal about Black Pearl

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Doodles of my dnd oc Talia ft "holy fuck why did my dm allow me to choose whoever I wanted for her patron"

[ghostofhyuck]

Gang AU Series 1

Bodyguard! Mark Lee x Mafia’s daughter! Reader

Summary: “I’ll be happy to die, if it means protecting you.” 

cw: violence and mentions of death. 

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“You know, it’s a bad idea —-”

“Mark please!” you let out a deep sigh. “Stop being an overthinker! You’re making me nervous.” 

“See! Even you're nervous about it, that means there’s something wrong with it!”

“I’m nervous because I might fuck up my speech if you don’t stop talking!” you shouted, proceeding to go to your dressing room and slamming the door against your bodyguard. 

You felt peace now that you’re not in the same room as with Mark. You went to the drawer full of jewelries, pulling the first slide as your mother’s collections of pearls went on full display. You only smiled bitterly as you recall how your mother is so obsessed with pearls. You remember when you’re just a kid, you watch your mother dress up and wear her sets. Now, it’ll be you who’s wearing it. 

You felt your heart tightening. It’s been a year since your parents died. A year since they left you and your older brother Johnny to take over their empire. An underground black market that sells illegal products and trades with guns.

It’s been a year and yet you still couldn’t comprehend how they died. An ambush, during a mayor’s dinner party. There weren't any other casualties aside from them. As if they’re the targets. After all, after their death, a lot of people attempted to take over the empire. Luckily, your brother is already accustomed to managing the market. Your brother was a powerful man, that’s why they didn’t stand a chance against him. 

On the other hand, you tried your best to live a normal life even though you never had a normal family background. Coming from a family who’s been in a gang for years, there’s a huge part of your life that needs to be hidden. Not to mention, being the only daughter means they’re much more protective when it comes to you.

That’s where Mark comes in. He’s used to working under the gun trades but Johnny seems to be fond of him along with some of the other members, that’s why he made Mark your personal bodyguard. 

“Yn, are you done? Because it’s almost 8 am, and we don’t wanna get stuck in the traffic,” Mark said behind closed doors.

“Yeah! Just a minute,” you shouted back. Wearing the last assembly of the set which is the pearl necklace. You went to the full-size mirror to check your fit. You only smiled because the pearls complimented your outfit. You went out and saw Mark on his phone. He glances at you and stands up from his seat.

“So,” he clears his throat. “You’re really going —-” 

“Mark, shut the fuck up,” you cut him off. “I am going whether you like it or not, Johnny already gave me permission plus it’s a school event!”

Mark became quiet, he was about to say something but then thought that it’s a bad idea.

“What is it?” you asked with gritted teeth.

“I’m just trying to look after you,” Mark justified. 

“Well it’s not helping, you’re suffocating me,” you answered one last time before storming out of the room, where the others are waiting. 

“Damn, Mark-hyung got you already?” Donghyuck teased.

“Shut up Hyuck, is the car ready?” you asked. 

“Of course it is princess,” the latter said.

You had Mark as your bodyguard four years ago. He’s three years older than you but your brother assures you that he’s a skilled fighter along with the others.

Having Mark as your bodyguard meant having another annoying older brother. He’s overprotective and an overthinker too. At some point Mark was definitely much worse than your brother who’s very chill with you as long as you come home alive. 

It got worse when your parents died. Something shifted inside Mark that he became twice as overprotective and overthinker than before. It went to the point that you feel like you have no freedom at all, and it sickens you. 

You tried numerous times to shove him away, even complaining about it to Johnny who only laughs at your complaints. 

“Soon, you’ll understand why you need someone like Mark,” Johnny winks at you before leaving you alone in your room. You sat there, surprised because of your brother’s words. You tried to understand his side but as day passed by, Mark just didn’t do anything but to get into your nerves. 

The car ride was tense, you notice how many times Mark glances at you in the rearview mirror while seated at the passenger seat. You tried your best to keep calm, practicing your speech numerous times. You are required to attend a school event because you’re the awarded student leader in your college department. It was an honor for you and you also wouldn’t miss the opportunity to hold a speech and talk for your fellow students. 

The university was bustling with people, perhaps it was because of the annual school festival. There’s a lot of booths, activities, and events prepared for the whole week. Mark became more tense as they arrived inside the campus. You stepped down from the car, the remaining others getting out of the car. 

You were about to leave when Mark grabbed your arms. 

“Mark, we’re inside the school campus, it’s okay —-”

“It’s not okay yn, just this once please,” he said with a soft tone. “I can just accompany you alone if you want, there’s no need for the rest to come.” 

You raised your eyebrow but you saw the worried look on his face and somehow, you couldn’t help but to soften. He’s right, and you feel like you’re being too harsh to him. You could only tug your arms away from him before proceeding to walk. 

“Donghyuck can come too.” 

“You heard her!” Donghyuck chuckles. “See you later losers.” 

All eyes are on you as you walk towards the auditorium where the event will be held. It couldn’t be helped especially when your family’s background earned you quite a reputation too. And to think that you’re walking around the campus with two guards behind you just adds more to your image. 

As you reached the auditorium, you were welcomed by the event organizer who’s a friend of yours. You only smiled as she ushered you towards the backstage but you remembered the two. 

“You two just stay here, get a seat maybe, the talk will start in a few minutes. I just need to freshen up,” you told them. Mark only nods while Donghyuck gives you a thumbs up and “Good luck!”

As Mark watched you walk away, he couldn’t help but to let out a sigh. Donghyuck glances at the older. 

“Stop worrying too much,” Donghyuck chuckles, playfully slapping Mark’s arms. 

“I don’t know man,” Mark replies. “I just feel like something is off.” 

The program started a few minutes later. Mark and Donghyuck stood there and watched you enter the stage with a bright smile on your face. Their eyes are locked on yours as you went to the podium and started delivering your speech. 

Mark still couldn’t feel at ease as you delivered your speech. Everything feels off and he wanted to to trust his guts despite what you and Donghyuck said. He glances at Donghyuck who’s only smiling proudly, watching you deliver your speech in front of your fellow students. As Mark glances at his right, his eyes widen. 

There were two men talking to each other. They were wearing caps and shades, trying to hide their identity. He nudges Donghyuck who only ignores him. As the older nudged Donghyuck harder that’s when the younger complained.

“Hyung what the fuck —-” Donghyuck wasn’t able to finish his words when he heard gunshots. 

“Fuck, get yn!” Mark shouts, as the sound of another gunshot was heard.

You didn’t know what happened, all you knew was the first gunshot was heard and the next thing you knew, you felt something painful scraping against your arms. You fell down out of shock, and the continuous firing can be heard. You watched as the students panicked, trying to find their way to exit the auditorium. 

You were helpless as you tried to stand up and escape when someone grabbed your arms. You almost screamed when you were welcomed by a familiar face. 

“Yn it’s me!” Donghyuck shouted. 

“Where’s Mark!?” you asked.

“Handling the guys, we need to leave —-”

“ — wait, what about Mark!?”

“He can handle himself, don’t worry,” Donghyuck said one last time before dragging you and escaping your way out of the auditorium. 

You watched as the school ground turned into chaos. You couldn’t believe that what’s supposed to be a great day turned into a nightmare not only to yours, but also to innocent students. You wanted to help them but Donghyuck’s strong arms dragged you away from the chaos. 

“Hyuck!” You saw Jeno approaching along with Jaemin. 

“Help Mark-hyung there! We need yn safe,” Donghyuck orders. 

“Renjun’s already had the car started!” Jeno shouted before going inside the auditorium. 

You couldn’t help but to cry as you entered the car, Renjun immediately drove away from the campus as soon as the doors closed. Donghyuck could only pat your shoulder lightly, trying to assure you that everything’s going to be alright. 

“It’s my fault Hyuck, I should’ve listened to Mark,” you said between your sobs. 

“Hey, it’s not your fault,” the older one said. “Also stop worrying about Mark-hyung, he can handle it. He wasn’t hired by Johnny-hyung if he was weak.”

“This is bullshit, who the fuck would do it at a school event!?” Renjun muttered angrily as he drove. 

“Hyung! Focus on the road!” Jisung shouted.

“It’s obvious that it was a perfect timing for them, especially since it’s yn’s first appearance after Mr. and Mrs. yln died,” Chenle explained. “But they probably hired the wrong people, look, they barely shot you.” 

That’s when you remember that you grazed your arms. Your sleeve was stained with blood but it wasn’t that deep. You only wince because of the pain, while Donghyuck covers it with his handkerchief. 

“You should rest for now yn, we’ll just tell you when we arrived,” Donghyuck said. 

And you couldn’t even protest. That’s when you slowly felt exhaustion get into you. A few minutes later, you doze off to sleep. 

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You don’t know that it was already night when you woke up. As you sat up from your bed, you couldn’t help but to groan in pain due to the sudden movement. You look around and notice that you’re in your room, and as you look at your clothes — someone changed it into a comfortable tee and cotton shorts. Your arm had a bandage wrapped around the graze, that it’s most likely your bodyguards’ doing. 

You noticed that the pearl set that you were wearing is resting idly on your side table along with your bag and phone. You grabbed your phone and saw that it was almost eight in the evening. You were asleep the whole day. 

That’s when you decided to get out of your bed and have yourself some food. You opened the door and was surprised to see that the hallway was empty. Usually, your bodyguards will be there waiting for you. Now that you notice it, the house was eerily quiet. 

But as you enter the kitchen, you heard small noises and to your surprise —

“Mark!” you shouted.

As he turns around, he only gives you a smile, making yours drop. 

“What happened to you!?” you asked as you saw his cuts and bruises, not to mention, the arm sling. 

“It’s nothing, just a fracture bone —-”

“Are you stupid!? How can you say that it’s just nothing?” you shouted. You couldn’t help but to cry, seeing Mark all rugged-up because of the event earlier. 

Mark approaches you and slowly places his other arm around you, pulling you closer as you continue to cry. 

“Hey it’s okay, I’m okay see?” Mark said softly. “I just fell on the wrong side, that's why I broke some bone.” 

“I can’t believe you let yourself be left behind, what if you died!?” you shouted. 

“Well that’s my job, if it means dying to protect you, I’ll do it,” Mark explains, and because of his words, you punched him in his chest, making him exclaim in pain. 

“Stop that,” you said. 

“No seriously, I swore that to Johnny-hyung,” he said in a serious tone. “I’m going to protect you no matter what.” 

You became quiet, your swollen eyes staring at his brown ones. Mark only gave you his sorry smile and you don’t know what to say. Perhaps this is what your brother is trying to say to you. 

Mark’s loyalty cannot be compared to the others. He was dedicated to protecting you no matter what, even if it means sacrificing himself, he would willingly do it for you. You only fall into your own thoughts as your eyes wander around his wounds. You don’t know why but your hand intrusively reached for his cuts, you saw how Mark tried to cover up his pain. 

“Can you promise me something?” you asked. 

“Anything you want, I’ll do it,” he swore. 

“Don’t die for me,” you stated. “If you want to protect me forever, you have to keep yourself safe too.” 

Mark only chuckles, grabbing your hands as he kisses the palm of it. “If that’s what you want, then I swore to you that I’ll be safe.”

[miss-hyoko]

His Clothes

Character(s): Jade and Floyd

Summary: You wear his clothes and he caught you red-handed

Tag(s) and warning(s): GN!Reader, fluff, romantic, established relationship, a bit spoiler for the character's dorm uniform voice lines

Note: Although I said I would post something once every three days, but this idea has been stuck in my head for a while. So, here I am delivering these two eels for you (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

1. Jade Leech

Wishing to spend more time with your boyfriend, you decided to help him at Mostro Lounge. Even if it's a little tiring, at least you get to spend some time with Jade. But while you were busy taking the customer orders, one of the customers accidentally spilled their drink on your shirts.

Seeing that your front shirt was soaked with juice, Jade just chuckled while shaking his head before handing you his bedroom key, saying that you could borrow one of his clothes.

So, here you are, in Jade's room and going through his wardrobe. When you find his spare dorm uniform hanging neatly, there's this sudden urge in your head to try it on.

And what can you do besides following that urge of yours? So, against your better judgement, you took his dorm uniform and started trying it on. The result….

“The uniform is too big….” You winced, looking at your reflection in the mirror.

When Jade wears his dorm uniform, he always looks very gentlemanly, while at the same time he still has this dangerous aura around him. But when you try on the same clothes, you look like a child trying on their parents' clothes. It's all because of your height difference with him is quite far. But really, there weren't many people who could rival Jade's height. So, the problem is not your height. Jade is just too big for human size.

When you try on his uniform, the light-purple undershirt is long enough to cover half of your thighs. As for the pants…. well, the waist was too wide for you to fit into, so you decided not to wear them and continued wearing his white bow tie, Octavinelle's signature lavender-gray scarf, and the black suit. With white gloves and another spare black fedora that Jade has, you successfully nailed your boyfriend look.

But for some reason, it feels like something is missing, doesn't it? Oh, that's right! His signature smile! Jade wouldn't be Jade without his ever present customer service smile.

So, putting one hand in front of your chest, you mustered your most polite smile, and with the softest voice you have, you try to imitate your boyfriend's way of speaking.

“No need to be so concerned. I only wish to help. Ha ha ha, it's an honor to have you call on me. I know the secret to making all your dreams come true.”

“Oh my, I didn't know you had this kind of hobby, my pearl.”

Hearing your boyfriend's friendly voice, you suddenly turned around and found his standing in the doorway, looking at you full of amusement. With his usual smirk donning his handsome face, he walks towards you with unhurried steps.

“I came to check on you because you took a while to change. But it seems there's nothing to worry about, seeing you enjoying your time trying on my uniform and trying to impersonate me,” he said while fixing the bow tie you were wearing.

“Are you angry?” You ask, a little nervous. “Since I wear your uniform without your permission…”

Hearing your question, Jade chuckled softly. “Why should I be angry? It's a little surprising, but it's a pleasant surprise.”

Just as you were about to breathe a sigh of relief, Jade suddenly leaned over and whispered softly in your ear.

“Besides, I also like your little impersonation of me. Say, how about we wear the Octavinelle uniform for our next date? I can get one for you from Azul, you know.”

2. Floyd Leech

When you visit Mostro Lounge, you expect to see your boyfriend working. Unfortunately, you came at the wrong time. Floyd is still at school because the basketball club is suddenly holding an impromptu meeting regarding the game they will take part in next week. Normally, Floyd wouldn't join a boring meeting like that, but this time the whole team tried hard to make him stay because he is one of the key players.

Jade or Azul will usually chat with you until Floyd comes back and takes your attention away. But today Mostro Lounge was too crowded so the two of them couldn't accompany you. And because you didn't want Azul to ask you to help in the lounge, you immediately fled to Floyd's room.

Once you enter his room, you find that Floyd's room hasn't changed at all since your last visit. It's still a mess.

Sighing, you rolled up your sleeves and started cleaning Floyd's room. Even though you call it cleaning, you're actually just throwing away the trash and returning things to their original position.

While picking up his things, you find his dorm uniform suit lying on the chair. Looking at the suit, you suddenly imagine your boyfriend's figure when working at Mostro Lounge while wearing his dorm uniform. With his droopy eyes, wide grin, and lazy voice, Floyd Leech always manages to catch your attention. If you wore it, would you be look as good as it is in Floyd?

…. He won't mind, right?

With that kind of thought, you started looking for the other parts of Floyd's dorm uniform. After successfully finding all the other parts, you immediately put on the uniform.

Standing in front of the mirror, you stare in awe at your reflection. Even if you're only wearing the top of the uniform -because Floyd's pants are too big for you- you really feel like totally a different person. The uniform is a little big on you, but you still feel satisfied with your new appearance. The light-purple undershirt covered in a black suit, accompanied by a white bow tie, makes you seem like an intellectual. Guess what Vil said is indeed true, clothes can change people.

You then wear white gloves, a lavender-gray scarf, and a black fedora hat that is the trademark of Octavinelle's dorm uniform. Satisfied, you then started trying to imitate Floyd's character when he was doing his job at Mostro Lounge.

Putting your left hand on your right shoulder, you tilt your head a little while your face is donned with a cheeky grin. Then, with a lazy-like mannerism, you said to the mirror in front of you.

“You got a very serious problem? There might be something we can do. Heh heh heh... Don't be so scared. I just wanna give you a nice squeeze.”

Before you can compliment your imitation, something -or rather, someone- has already seized you up.

“Guppy!”

Floyd's unique shriek entered your ears, stopping you who were about to struggle. Well, it's not like you can really free yourself from the eel's strong embrace, considering how tight his hands wrapped around your body.

“My little guppy is so cute, tryin' to imitate this eel~” Floyd nudged his cheek on the top of your head while chuckling.

“You… you don't mind me wearing your dorm uniform?” you ask rather anxiously.

“Nope~” Floyd answered quickly without having to think twice. “If it were someone else, I would definitely squeeze them dry. But since it's you, I don't mind at all.”

You just breathed a sigh of relief, but then Floyd let go of his arms and looked up at you with a frown.

“But it feels… somethin' is missing.”

Floyd's words made you suddenly nervous, “W-what's missing?”

Floyd doesn't answer your question, instead his hand reaches out to the bow tie you're wearing and yanks it off, leaving the bow tie hangs around your neck. He also unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt before finally the frown is gone from his face.

“Now, that's more Floyd-like, don't cha think?” He smirked playfully at you, before he leaned closer and gave a lingering kiss to your exposed cleavage.

“Hey, little guppy, why don't you wear my clothes more often in the future? That way, people would know that you're mine. Good idea, right?”

[moeblob]

You know, I'm sorry for another story time but my life has been very stressed lately and today I got a huge boost. SO.

As some of you may know, I moved states at the end of July and have been here since August 1st basically. Social anxiety is a struggle but I'm making it. And there's this easy to reach by walking convenience store and almost every time I walk there I walk past a gem store. And I think to myself almost every single time "I love the store has a bouncer". I didn't say anything to him at first! But one day I got brave and proceeded to make an absolute FOOL of myself as I am on my way back from buying some sodas and ask him "are you like the store bouncer?"

The man looks at me and smiles and gives a little chuckle and says pretty much yeah? And then I say more awkward things and then promptly leave feeling very embarrassed. I purposefully AVOID that lil corner for a couple days and then finally feel brave enough to walk by cause it's ... like. Literally right by my destination. Man isn't even outside that day and I think phew! I can't be creepy if I can't talk to him!

BUT THEN I SEE THAT HE IS DIRECTLY INSIDE CHATTING TO A WORKER. And he sees me. And smiles and stops whatever conversation he's having and exits the store to say hi. (I am definitely beaming, like a normal person, because I apparently am NOT creepy enough to this man more than a foot taller than me who could easily kick my ass if he wanted) So we just chat. For maybe ten minutes? It's very nice! We have a Very Normal Conversation! I feel better about the first interaction because I had a second interaction.

So now............ today. I am once again wandering around and on my way to lunch when I pass the gem store and I'm like "hello again!" to the gem store bouncer. We begin to chat again and he mentions a pendant they recently appraised that he likes and I, thinking this entire time that the store was ONLY appointment only and I would never be allowed inside, am casually mentioning "yeah, I was born in June and we have three birthstones and like.... none of them are dark enough for me. I mean there's pearl which I'm not a fan of and then moonstone and another." And so he's saying they have a sheet inside to show birthstones so we walk in together to find out the mysterious third stone.

And the sheet only shows pearls. And I'm like "this is a crime against June babies" and then I somehow start talking to one of the female workers and I'm saying "yeah I just kinda like walking by here and seeing the bouncer" and she looks at him and is like "oh I like that." and I admit I have no other idea what to refer to him as (I don't know his name at this point anyway) and she's like "most often security guard."

Ah. Yes. Like a normal person would think. Security. Yes. Not "gem store bouncer". She then leaves to grab a coffee from across the street and I leave with the bouncer and somehow we get into talking about wearing mostly black and how he's pretty goth and then I mentioned a sweatshirt my aunt sent me once saying "I'm only wearing black until they come out with something darker" and he grins and says it's a life motto. Then the woman returns with her coffee and he tells me to tell her what I said, so I repeat it and she looks me dead in the eye and says "that was made for me. Also I love that you called him a bouncer it's hilarious".

I now observe that he (all black suit black shirt black tie) and her (black sweater with black/white striped pants n black shoes) are indeed somehow the gem store goth club. And then she heads back in and he says he's sorry they don't have any cookies to offer me, they normally have cookies in the back for employees, and I'm like "ah no it's fine thank you".

And then I left feeling like I was somehow allowed to join the Cool Goth Club at the gem store.

Anyway, sup, my new favorite person is the goth bouncer at the gem store and he makes me smile so much when I see him.

[finnickyy]

//SPOILERS FOR BIGB'S SECRET LIFE EPISODE 1 (ALSO KINDA LIKE ANALYSIS AND THEORY)

(if i make any grammar mistakes or typos, please tell me. I am very tired rn and can't be bothered to reread it) If this doesn't make any sense, I'm sorry.

Why did Grian want to team with BigB in DL so badly? They're relationship in DoubleLife was mostly based around secrets (cuz like, it was an affair), but why? Because if we look at earlier seasons, I don't think they interacted a lot. I know BigB was in Evo as well, so that means they've been friends IRL for a while. But that doesn't really constitute much in game.

If we look at Grian and BigB's thumbnails, they both have the secret keeper. While Cleo and Pearl also have it as their's, it's different, they're looking AWAY from the secret keeper. It's not the main focus. It looks more like a normal thumbnail.

While Grian and BigB's is different. The secret keeper is the main focus.

In Grian's, he IS the secret keeper.

In BigB's, he is looking STRAIGHT AT IT.

Obviously the everything about BigB's task was different. The animation was Red and Black (Grian's Color Scheme) and it wasnt interaction based like the others. It was to dig a big hole. Why? I don't fucking know. But what's interesting to note was him after the task. It was fucking hilarious, sure, but why? There was no reason for him to gaslight people. He was finished with the task. So why did he still keep it a secret?

I think this might be connected to grian SOMEHOW?

BigB was looking straight at the Secret Keeper, while Grian was the secret keeper. Coincidence? I THINK NOT! I think this is connected to the secret relationship they had in DoubleLife.

Also interesting note: BigB was playing ominous music whenever he was at the secret keeper. So yeah, he def has SOME KIND of connection with it.

Check out this person's tweet aswell, cuz they made me notice the task being grian colors.

[patrickztump]

hello fall out boy fans who sim and simmers who listen to fall out boy, i have a build for you all:

i spent the last few days creating a little home where every room is a different album or ep (soul punk and truant wave included, as i made too many rooms. oops), even the exterior has a theme. i did use a cluster of packs but it’s limited to six, and none are expansion or game packs, so hopefully everyone can place it fairly easily.

ea id: stumpymatic lot name: 412 Phoenix Valley RD

everything is based off visuals and vibes, but i do believe a large chunk of rooms will get the point across. the common thread between them all is that this is a home for plant lovers! every room, minus the basement and kid’s room, have at least a couple plants.

a breakdown of the rooms + their themes and additional photos below the cut:

basement (take this to your grave): this one was a bit hard for me because tttyg isn’t one of my top albums, so i ran short on visual references, but i do believe i got the vibe down just enough. the general basement atmosphere helped significantly. ironically i added the boneyard fish tank without any thought to the theme.

MAIN FLOOR

living room (american beauty/american psycho): this is arguably the most normal room in the house. abap to me is very bright with warm yellows and cozy greens, its summer. tried to tie into the lyrics of “the kids aren’t alright” with the bear chair and photos of (what i presume) those long gone.

bathroom (pax am days): the thing about pax am days is while it’s fall out boy going back to their hardcore roots, they are in a mature state as individuals and an band. so this one ties back to the brick walls of the basement, but classier. it’s also just straight black. because i love dark bathrooms lol

kitchen (mania): this one was hard, and i erased everything i previously typed because i had a different idea and reworked the entire room. the new version is more cohesive than the original and spacious. small references are the obvious purple wall, but also a glass ceiling over the breakfast nook for "i hope the roof flies off."

dining room (soul punk): this one is definitely more stylized and i actually love it a lot, probably my favorite room. i just picture parties where the attire is formal but fun happening in here. if you place this lot for any reason whatsoever, please let it be because i spent at least 20 minutes making the boxes off the album cover out of individual neon lights.

SECOND FLOOR

main bedroom (folie à deux): this was like mania in as much as it was kind of a bad decision, but i think i made it work. references: color (obviously), butterfly photo ("disloyal order"), baseball bat ("headfirst slide"), mirror ("pavlove"), black dress ("tiffany blews"), and of course, the gnome in the bear outfit (which i affectionately call the "folie gnome" and try to remember to place in most of my builds).

master bath (truant wave): this is all color palette vibes. i just kept picturing the cover and love a brown toned bathroom with pops of green. but also the lights over the sinks, so you can have your own spotlight.

hall bath (so much (for) stardust): again with the black bathroom theme, but this time with pops of pink and touches of yellow. plus dog art! gotta have dog art. used the string of pearls light fixture again because a) love plants, and b) bubble-like.

kid's room (infinity on high): was absolutely bless with the photos that came with this album. it's not exact by any means, but it's similar. no sheep or grasshoppers in basegame, but we have a couple llamas and some ladybugs for replacements.

teen's room (from under the cork tree): to be honest this was a struggle to find the right vibes with the wallpaper and paints, but i ultimately like it. references: made sure to use a bed with proper bedposts, yes there are 16 candles on the dresser, postcards, and more!

shared bathroom (lake effect kid): this one is like the master bath, color vibes more than anything.

EXTERIOR

landscaping, etc. (save rock and roll): of course i saved my favorite album for my favorite part of building <3 lots and lots of red, layers upon layers with the flowers. apple trees to tie back to the videos for "young volcanoes" and "just one yesterday," as well as the pickup truck, and of course a fire pit*. all tucked away within a classic picket fence – which is the entire reason i created this, had "miss missing you" in my head then thought to myself, "i do love the picket fence in the sims.." and here we are!

*the fire pit that should be functional (it's one i pulled from another build i made and it did work), just have you sims light the tiny fireplace in the middle.

(the halls are very generic, to give the illusion that this is a normal house lol)

just a photo of the dining room because i need you all to see the boxes aksjfs

a few final notes:

• place with move objects ON • packs used: – my first pet stuff – backyard stuff – romantic garden stuff – desert luxe kit – blooming rooms kit – holiday celebration pack

info again, for those who made it this far: ea id: stumpymatic lot name: 412 Phoenix Valley RD

[naffeclipse]

Mer fic has been read and thoroughly enjoyed!! \o/

I simply love how you adapted the world to an underwater environment! From the weapons and the ways of life, to the way the vocabulary shifts in the vigilante’s inner dialogue that reflects how they perceive the world!

Of course, we start off with y/n being very smug about sabotaging Eclipse hehe XD Which thankfully, despite his later arrival, was not in vain since the weapons seem to be now unretrievable. Too bad this deal was important enough that the boss himself arrived to see it through.

And oh. My goodness.

Mer Eclipse does not hold back! However, he does indeed hold, as the vigilante can attest to gflñghfd I mean, tentacles are after all pure muscle. And this guy has no problem showing how strong he is, seeing how he both just outright threw his trident so hard it got stuck into a rock wall, and then effortlessly got it out of it too. (I am very normal about that by the way glfkdgjl) And I have a feeling Main verse Eclipse would be ecstatic to leave as many marks as this one did in one go oof. 

(sidenote: I love that he refers to them as Pearl, because it makes so much sense with their pearly scales! Oh and I love that you kept the black and white color scheme so characteristic of them!)

And ahhh it fits so well that he is an octopus like mer! With how touchy he is, and I’ve said before how he is so imposing and takes space and attention, so this form definitely lets him do that physically at a next level! But I also kept thinking how an octopus can technically fit itself into very tiny spaces! So what if y/n at one point is fleeing from him and gets through a tiny fissure that they are sure Eclipse’s massive figure couldn’t go into, but then surprise! Not only is he squeezing through, he’s doing so with ease and there is a wide sharp grin approaching very fast as he claws at the walls for momentum and y/n can only hope there’s an exit they can find at the other side… 

(But I digress, back to the fic XD)

He seems even more willing to use lethal force against y/n too!It really seemed he was going for a join me or die approach, even if the vigilante was assuring themselves that he wouldn’t. Even I was unsure for a moment there, whew!

And oh, that was so smart how they used their own blood to entice him into listening to them. With how blood stays in the water I can only imagine Eclipse has had more than enough encounters with y/n to grow addicted to the smell of theirs. Freaky but useful to entrance him enough to make him more agreeable. Though I can’t see that working next time with the way he delivered that ultimatum.

And then aaaahh!!! Sun and Moon!

(Oh but before I get to that, I really like the way you handled the conflict of the two sides that were originally humans and animatronics, with the humans being the sunlight mers, and the animatronic being the twilight mers, though that really has me itching to know the backstory for the celestial trio!) 

I laughed at Sun’s exasperation at having a wide open entrance but y/n chooses the cool risky one XD I know they were trying to not get detected, but to Sun it must look like so extra for no reason other than to show off (and you just know he loves it all the same >:3c). And he glows gold!! That’s so fitting and so cute and he really shines like the Sun!! And smart as ever, he does not let the vigilante brush off what happened so easily, and even manages to get them to rest when they obviously wanted to go in and out. But also as fluster-able as ever too with that cheeky bed comment gfkdhgkfdjhg

And oh my gosh, the part that caught my attention the most with Moon was when he was warning y/n about getting involved (more than they are) with Eclipse and y/n responded that “he can’t hold me”, while guiding Moon to hold them. And ahhh that means so much, because it’s a silent way of telling him “you can, though.” Him and Sun, because Sun was also asked to stay when they were lying down for rest and aaaaahhh that has my heart melting into a puddle. But also Moon’s defeated “you are going to leave” had me clutching my chest a bit. I know he probably knew that the moment he went for the snapper they would be gone but aaagh you can just hear the yearning and so many things unsaid in that statement.

As a final note, I adored how you incorporated the similarities between the three brothers! The fact that Sun shares the same venomous spikes that Eclipse does (and yet they do not worry y/n as Eclipse’s do), and that Moon has a crown of tentacles he hides, that Eclipse also has (and I wonder if he hides them specifically to not make their familiarity obvious, since spikes might be common among the mer, but maybe tentacles surrounding the head is a bit more specific?), and not to mention the photophores that are in a similar pattern to Eclipse! Since they are organic in this Au, this means they very well can be birth brothers, with Eclipse inheriting both the traits of which Sun and Moon got only one each. But since he has the octopus theme and Sun and Moon have tails, I wonder if in this one he also did adopt them at first and they are just similar species and the photophores sync with those they have chosen as family? Hmmmm, this au has me thinking so many possibilities about how they grew up!

…And god dang it now I have the image of a baby octopus mer Eclipse and then an older but still young one being responsible for baby mer Sun and Moon and why does my brain give me cute when I just read this man do what he did XD

Anyways, I loved reading SJ mermaid style, Naff! Amazing work as always! <3

Ahhh, Chaotik! I'm so happy you enjoyed it, babe! ♥

Thank you! I love writing about a mer Y/N, especially with the vigilante, and it was so fun to figure out the little tidbits in the ocean.

Ah, yes, unfortunately for the vigilante, twilight mers have great strength. I didn't work this line into the fic, but Y/N would never dare try to throw their trident for the fearing of not having it in their hands and that they don't have the strength to throw an object like that through the water at a strong enough speed. Eclipse, however, can.

EEE thank you! I wanted to keep the vigilante's essence as much as possible hehe

Oh gosh, with Eclipse squeezing into a narrow space because of flexibility, your comment made me think of this meme:

Eclipse was a bit upset when he found out what the vigilante had done, to say the least. He wanted to make it known how he felt. You're right to be concerned about the same trick not having the same effect next time around ;-;

Ahhh, I'm really glad the human/animatronic conflict translated well to the sunlight/twilight mers! I had to think about how to go about it to keep the prejudice against the boys and figured that would do the trick.

Sun and Moon are doing their best, and oh, how they endure their sweet little vigilante! I'm glad Sun's light hit well and Moon's little comments had an impact, ahhh!

Okay, I'm so glad you're curious about the boys' backstory and talked about their physical similarities because I've been itching to talk about it! I'm going to tuck it under the read more as I warn that it involves Death and Sickness.

The boys' mother is Comet and the boys' father is Quasar.

Comet is an octo twilight zone mer. She has deep purple and dark blue flesh and yellow suckers. She also has heterochromia eyes, one of red and one of blue, and black sclera. She has tentacles on the back of her skull and her face has a crescent marking.

Quasar is a fish twilight mer. He has pale yellow and silver flesh, broad fins adorning his long tail with a crescent-shaped tail fin, golden scales with scarlet patches like stars, venomous spikes crowning his head, and yellow irises and pale sclera for his eyes.

The twilight zone is a dangerous place, even for the mers that inhabit it. Predators, wicked mers, and the darkness prove lethal to even the most skilled and adapted.

Comet and Quasar loved Eclipse, and he was so clingy as a babe. He had the rare inheritance of both of their head features. Eclipse doesn't remember this time except for the vague care and tenderness that permeates dreams. It was happy.

Quasar was killed by a gang of twilight zone mers before Sun and Moon hatched. Comet did everything to take care of her children alone, at times going hungry but ensuring her little ones had full bellies.

Comet taught Eclipse to always take care of his little brothers. She made certain that he knew that he and Sun's venomous spikes could never hurt anyone they were related to by blood. She also showed Eclipse how to tuck away his head tentacles and that one day, they'll show Moon how to do the same as well.

Eclipse always had a deep connection to his baby brothers, gazing at them in his mother's arms as she cooed and sang lullabies. Eclipse missed his father terribly, but his mother's expectations made it clear that they would make it, they would survive.

A few years later, Comet became deathly sick while they were still young. She instructed Eclipse to go to the Reef to ask for aid. He took his still baby but not-so-small brothers with him. When they ventured to the edge of the corals, they were met with scorn and chased off before he ever had a chance to beg for medicine for his mother.

When he returned, she was laying still, cold, the current tugging on her weightless body.

Eclipse took care of his brothers, finding food and shelter, keeping them safe from dangerous mers and hungry predators alike. His hatred for the Reef and the sunlight zone mers festered, and Sun and Moon longed to escape the darkness, and at last, things changed. The twilight zones could live among the sunlight zone mers.

Eclipse couldn't stand it. Sun and Moon tried to convince Eclipse to leave the darkness behind and stay with them, but he wouldn't.

Tragic backstory aside, baby octopus mer Eclipse is very cute, and oh, he did take care of his younger brothers. Though they have different body types, that never separated them. It was Eclipse's choices later in life that tore the family apart, but they all survived. Eclipse made sure of that.

[iwillstealyourjawbone]

My fic for the MCYTblr Holiday Exchange! For @hydrobugz, beta'd by the wonderful @blocky-tides

1.

Grian Dreamslayer, Ex-Watcher and Evo Admin, was bored. His executive function had decided that he didn’t need to be productive in the time he had set aside for working. No, instead his useless brain thought that what he really needed was to lie on some chests and let his thoughts run, because that always turned out great. 

He considered going to bother X, but didn’t want to get up from his (uncomfortable but simultaneously the only place he could be without becoming even more restless and despondent) sprawl across one of his several chest monsters. 

He was just dozing off when he was QUITE RUDELY awoken by one ImpulseSV yelling in his ear.

“Grian Grian Grian Grian Grian wake up! Wake up!”

Halfheartedly swatting him away, he rolled over to try to see what was going on, but forgot that he had sprawled on the edge of his chest monster, and fell flat on his face. Onto Impulse’s boots. 0 stars, would not recommend. The laces hurt your face. Grian should make laceless boots, they’d be better to fall on.

“Gri? You gonna move, bud?”

Oh yeah. Impulse. 

“No, I live here now.”

Problem solved. Grian wins. At life. Yeah.

“Grian, I will call Gem. You don’t want to get Gem angry, right? Remember what happened to Etho. You need to build the back of Dwayne. It’s an eyesore, and Scar just built a castle, you can build half a base,” Impulse said, presumably staring down at him with a stern look on his face. 

“Nooooooooooo :(“ Grian whined, pouting. Rolling closer to Impulse so that he laid curled around Impulse’s legs.

“How did you make that sound with your face. Grian. Grian how,” Impulse said, a look of utter horror written across his features. 

“Don’t worry about it!” Grian said, grinning in a way that stretched his void-black eyes just so to strike fear into even a mines-hardened dwarf like Impulse. 

“Grian,” He half-pleaded, half-sighed, a weary look on his face, the look of a man who has seen the Horrors (Grian, sleep deprived).

“:)”

Suffice to say, Grian didn’t have to finish the back of his base, and instead chugged a Slowness potion right after a Weakness to send himself into the closest thing he had to the sweet release of death on a respawn server, sleep. Doing that in the middle of the day had the unfortunate side effect of making him wake up at 3 AM and go for a night walk, terrifying Cub, who just wanted some water.

2.

“Hey Xisuma!” Grian said, sock-sliding into the room where the poor overworked admin was sitting at his desk doing smart-people work.

“What now, Grian,” Xisuma sighed, already anticipating Grian’s antics, spinning around in his gamer chair. (He denied it’s true nature, but Grian and Pearl had gotten it for him in the first place, it was supposed to help with posture, and the description that the seller had given it was ‘Posture Correcting Chair for Gamers’, so there Xisuma)

“Your desk is very messy for someone who works on code, notably not on paper,” Grian said, fully off-topic from what he originally came in to do.

“Why are you of all people here, Grian? Normally you avoid me at all costs until you’ve finished the back of your base, which you haven’t done. So what is your plan here, Gri?” Xisuma said, tenting his fingers like one of those old-timey movie villains.

“You look like that old guy, what's-his-face … DR EVIL! That's it. You look like Dr Evil. You know, from the movies?” Grian clapped his hands in a satisfied manner at having figured that out. “Anyways, I was wondering for no particular reason if you knew how to sew or weave anything, just for funsies.” Grian tried to look innocent, but Xisuma had seen him in the midst of prank wars several times too often to be fooled, and had to clean up his messes far too many times. 

“Grian, go build your base. I can tell from experience when you are hiding something or trying to get out of doing something, and right now, I see both. Stop procrastinating.” Xisuma said sternly, turning back to his Very Important Server Business and leaving Grian to find his way out of his base. 

“Fine, I’ll just ask Pearl, I didn’t need you anyways, Ixay-Soomay-Vhoyad. Harrumph.” Grian muttered, standing there for a few moments waiting for Xisuma to change his mind. When Xisuma didn’t, Grian turned around, striding out of the base, arms crossed and nose scrunched up angrily.

3.

Grian shot off a rocket to propel himself over Decked Out 2, taking a moment to admire just how much effort had gone and was still going into it. He waved to Tango, who was working on the exterior of the base, doing a loop-de-loop in the air as the blazeborne smiled up at him, then continued on his journey to the lands of Soup, also known as Gem, Impulse, and Pearl’s bases. 

A few minutes later, he alighted atop the great alien fungus that one PearlescentMoon called home, and (after sneezing a few times, alien pollen apparently still triggers allergies) began trying to get his friend to snap out of her building focus. 

“PEARL HELP!”

That should do the trick.

Sure enough, a second later he spotted her take off from her workplace on some rocks, and fly towards him.

“Grian, what? What’s happening? Why did you yell? Are you okay?” She said, landing next to him with her sword out, scanning the area for any danger.

“I didn’t want to walk around looking for you, your base is too big!” He said, bouncing over and bumping his head against her shoulder affectionately.

“Grina, you scared me, jeez. You are such a nugget.” She chided, putting her sword away and slumping.

“Sorry… anyways, do you know where I can acquire a bolt of fabric large enough to cover an area the size of the back of a base, for reasons of shenanigans?” Grian asked.

“Oooo, what shenanigans? I want in!” Pearl replied, excited with the prospect of a reprieve from her work.

Grian hesitated. Pearl was one of the most dedicated builders on the server, and he knew from personal experience that she was more than capable of knocking some sense into him if she thought he needed it. 

Pearl gave him a knowing look, “You’re procrastinating.”

It wasn’t a question.

“My base,” Grian sighed. The cat was out of the bag, he might as well go all in. 

“Gri, I’m not going to lecture you, because I know you know what I’m going to say, and when Xisuma gets on your tail about it you’re going to hear the unabridged version whether you like it or not. Now, all that said, what were you planning on doing with those large amounts of fabric?”

“I was going to fashion it up into a cape to cover the back of my base and call it finished,” Grian said, slightly sheepish but knowing that Pearl would find the idea hilarious. 

Sure enough, Pearl bonked her head against his and let out a laugh, “Gri! Oh, that’s amazing.”

He was about to ask if she would help him even still when she grabbed his arm and started dragging him over to her giant mushroom house.

“C’mon Grian! We’re having SOUP!” 

4.

[JoeHills] hey grian, are you available to help me get wood? behind cleo’s base

[Grian] sure! omw

Grian rocketed through the Nether tunnels, beautifully built by Tango and his helpers,  and one of the best ways to get around. As he came up on Cleo’s portal, he sent a quick message to Joe.

[Grian] @ cleo’s portal

[Grian] almost there

Shaking off the vertigo that always accompanied going though Nether Portals, he emerged into the daylight, only to be met with a stern looking XisumaVoid and one JoeHills standing behind him, looking slightly ashamed.

“Sorry, Grian! He made me do it.” Joe said, running back to his base. 

“Grian,” Xisuma stated. “You can’t put it off forever, the season’s almost over. You and I both know it will haunt you forever if you don’t finish before we leave.”

He was right, however much Grian didn’t want to admit it. 

“I know, but ‘Suma-” 

“No ‘buts’, Grian!”

Hehe. Butts.

“Fine, I’ll go try and get some work done, but you know how it is. No guarantees, never guarantees.” He said, all the defiance seeping out of him and leaving a quiet tiredness behind.

“That’s all I can ask for, Grian.”

“Do you have chocolate to give me in exchange?” Grian asked, not expecting anything to come of it but still wanting to try.

“I have chocolate!” Cleo said from around the corner, having apparently been there the whole time.

“Give please,” Grian said, making grabby hands towards her, moving on quickly from her eavesdropping and leaving the bad vibes behind, he didn’t need that in his life. 

The chocolate was very good, it was the fancy dark chocolate that melted on your tongue and that Grian would kill and die for. 

“Cleo, we’ve talked about this! Listening to other people’s conversations is not okay.” Xisuma said, not over the negativity. He needed some crystals, Grian had heard somewhere that citrine might be good for calming? He wasn’t sure. It helped with something!

“Chocolate?” Cleo asked, ignoring Xisuma, he wasn’t the boss of her. Snapping off a piece, she handed it to the admin.

“Are you trying to bribe me?” Xisuma asked incredulously.

“Is it working?”

In the commotion of an increasingly weary Xisuma trying to impart some life lessons onto Cleo, Grian managed to slip away and headed back to his base to ‘work on his base’ (aka go find Jellie for some stress relief).

+1

Grian rolled over in his bed, groaning as the sunlight hit his eyes. He usually had the curtains closed, that’s weird.

“Grian! Wake up!” Gem exclaimed.

Why was Gem here?

“All the Hermits are here! We’re going to help you build your base!”

Okay then.

Wait. What? His base?

“Pearl, X, and Joe helped arrange it! It’s our Hermits Helping Hermits project this week.”

That makes sense. 

Gem ran outside, and Grian followed somewhat bemusedly and still tired from being abruptly woken up. As he stepped out onto his scaffolding, he stopped dead in his tracks. 

All the Hermits were there. Gem wasn’t kidding. Cub and Cleo seemed to be competing over who could place trapdoors the fastest, while Joe fueled both the argument from the sidelines working in a crafting table where he was rapidly filling double chests with materials. 

To their right, Impulse, Etho, and Tango were laughing while Bdubs squawked indignantly, most likely the (lighthearted) butt of a joke.

Directly beneath them were Mumbo and Scar, who seemed to have gotten distracted, with Mumbo looking over Scar’s prosthetic supports for his back and legs while Scar waved his hands as he did when he was off on a tangent. Even from a distance, Grian could hear the words ‘Stormtroopers’ and ‘rides’, so he could make an educated guess that he was talking about Scar’s recurring hyperfixation, Disneyland.

The other Hermits were scattered around, all laughing and chatting and working on parts of the base.

He was snapped back to the present by Xisuma and Pearl landing right in front of him and Gem. Pearl beaming and Xisuma’s body language conveying happiness too, albeit a little more reserved.

“Pearl, ‘Suma, this is amazing! I- You- Why-. I have no words.”

Not knowing how to articulate the unabashed joy he felt at all his friends coming together to help him, he surged forward and enveloped them both in a hug. 

He stayed there, trying to regain his composure, for longer than he would like to admit, but eventually he pulled away.

“C’mon, nobody’s working on the roofs yet!”

[george228732]

Fylass Through the Looking Glass - Chapter Six - Hands of Time

Fylass looked behind, and indeed, he saw Neptune. He had white, gray and black colors all around him and his clothes, with a cape resembling a chessboard, orange eyes, and a sword with a handle of a rose; he looked somewhat watery, but that’s not uncommon for him, as long as Fylass knew. They were quite surprised to see him out of all people - the last time they were able to see them in the real world was when he gave them a shiny pearl, after they offered him a crate full of fish, so they were on good terms with each other, seemingly. Although, that wasn’t the important thing here, was it?

"...You came back…?" Neptune said to Chaos.

"...I guess? I can barely remember you, though… I didn’t even remember you were here."

"Huh? That’s bizarre… Anyways, I saw that you guys were taken out of the castle quite badly, so now I ask, what did you do-" Neptune stopped talking when he realized who were the rest of the people accompanying him. "...Wonderlanders?! Well, that just makes things much easier to understand. How did you even get here, though?! I thought the King had sealed the exit; hell, if he could, he would’ve already destroyed it."

"...I don’t know how, but I was able to get to the Looking Glass thanks to this clock… I don’t even know where I got it." Fylass took out the pocket watch.

"...Odd. Either way, what are you doing here? I would try to get rid of you, but now I am interested in your motivations."

"Man, we just tried to get our friend back home, but that bitter king of yours couldn’t even dare to see him."

"That’s normal about him, we are glad that we have Celeernyx as Queen, to be completely honest. Just give him a moment, he’ll be fine… maybe." He approached Fylass. "So… I assume you are the… what was its name again? Clover?"

"...Club."

"Yes, that, the Club. You are quiiiite young though, and those horns, wings, and clothing, you are one weird little guy, let me tell you that…"

"...Thank you?"

"No problem. Now, if you excuse me, I must leave, for I need to get that Chronosphere, for… some reason."

"Chronosphere? What's that?"

"Oh, you know; that weird looking, spherical, glowing artifact capable of going back, forward, and controlling time? That thing. Our King has been wanting to get it for a while, and he’s growing pretty impatient for it. I wouldn’t want to mess with Time, but at this point, it’s that, or getting probably exiled by the King to who knows where."

Fylass was stunned by what he just said; how would there be an artifact as powerful as that? Why didn’t they know? It all just feels like a world where everyone knows what happens, but you, and that’s oddly scary. Then, they remembered Lucid’s words.

"...If only I could go back, and prevent the Jabberwocky from ending his life…"

They knew what to do.

"...What if I went for it for you? You don’t need to do anything!" Lucid was clearly interested in that too, but after hearing Fylass’ request, he was quickly in denial about it.

"Excuse me?! No! I can’t let you do that! Time is a very cruel being, and will probably kill you if you try to get that thing! I’ve never tried to get it back then, but I know that you probably won’t have it well if you go!"

"Hey, it’s alright! You know me, I managed to not only save all of you, but also defeat the Queen, and come back to life! If things go bad, I have you at my side, and I know what you’re capable of. My mission is to make you happy, along with all of you, and I will get your King back…" Fylass knew that the King he saw was Buddy, but no one was going to believe that, however, if the kid was able to avoid that incident to happen, no one would need to believe them, for everything would be okay.

"...I have the feeling that I won’t be able to stop you… Please, just know what you’re doing."

"Don’t worry. I’ve faced worse… sadly."

"...Want to talk about it?"

"...No." Lucid was worried about Fylass’ statements, but he knew that the kid wouldn’t budge on saying anything else, so he left it like that. 

"...Alright, but please, feel free to tell me anything that’s on your mind."

Neptune spoke up after this little exchange, not really knowing what to say, but he quickly started off another conversation.

"Sooooo, if you’re going there, I would recommend you to take this." Neptune took a map from his cape, which seemed quite wet, but nothing too bad. "There are unholy amounts of fog next to Time’s Tower, so, I advise you to be careful; we wouldn’t want you guys to get hurt, so you better have weapons too."

"Weapons? I have my Javelin right here, so we shouldn’t have much of a problem."

"Are you sure, dude? Who knows how dangerous this world is; hell, it could be even more dangerous than many of the places we usually visit! Killing off beasts surely has gotten your confidence a bit too high."

"...That is one of the most hypocritical things I heard you saying so far." Unicorn said. "However, I have to admit that you might be right on this; do you have any weapons with you?"

"I have my daggers; they are quite fragile since they are made of glass, but they are extremely sharp."

"Kurabe has those big red pins with her!"

Everyone at the group kept saying how they had their own weapons at hand, leaving Unicorn and Banshee quite relieved and impressed; soon enough, only Fylass was left.

"What about you, kid?"

"...I don’t think I have a weapon with me, but let’s see-" Fylass had opened their bag, just expecting to see the pocket watch, book, and key that belongs to them, but there was something else here; from the seemingly endless pit that is that bag, there was a lone cleaver, in pristine conditions, as if it was never touched. However, Fylass knew this cleaver; in fact, they used it before…

"...What…?" Fylass took out the weapon from their bag, and it was like if it didn’t weight at all, being as light as a knife.

"Oh wow, kid! I didn’t expect you to have something as odd as that, and less to see that you are seemingly accustomed with it! It’s like it’s not complicated for you to use it at all!"

"...I’ve used it before, to defeat… some enemies."

"Oh, really? It looks brand new, though…"

"It’s… surprising, I guess…"

"Well, this is good and everything, but can we get going already? Unicorn and I are only helping you so we can get out of this world anyways."

"You are the only one doing that, unlike you, I would like to help these people out; yes, I want to go back home, but our role is to help people from disasters and such, and I can see this as a disaster." Unicorn said.

"Urgh, you are such a pizza cutter; all you have is edge and no point." Banshee spoke up to Unicorn afterwards.

"Let’s get going, please. We need to get that thing."

"Wish you luck! But please, get that back for me. I’ll give you some shiny pearls and stuff if you like; and if you dare mess up something in the timeline, I will kill you, and if I don’t do it, the King or Time will do it." Neptune said.

After hearing that threat, everyone just went down their way to get to Time’s Tower; everyone had hoped that this would make things better for Lucid and everyone; or, well, Banshee and Unicorn were surprised that Neptune would give off that information that easily. Did he even care? Fylass’ attention turned to Chaos, though, who seemingly knew, or was supposed to know what is happening to the world around him, as if he was nothing, and everything at the same time.

"Is everything alright, Chaos?"

"...I don’t know."

Fylass went silent, as everyone suddenly stopped, seeing a wall of fog right in front of them, as the cold winds became stronger with each step that seemingly was taken into this anomaly.

"...I guess this is the path where Time's Tower is?"

"Maybe… Take that map out." Fylass did as such, and when looking at it, the kid noticed that steps had to be taken here, and not before.

"Let’s go…" Fylass said, as everyone delved deeper into this gloomy fog.

The map was a diagram, indicating the path to follow, and right next to it, there were numbers written in red pen, seemingly being the amount of steps that had to be taken to get to their destination; the group had to be more wary of their surroundings; they didn’t want to know what was hidden in the fog. Sadly, that turned out to be a reality, as unnatural steps were heard in all directions, not being able to realize that the voice was far away, or right in front of them, hiding in the mist.

"Stay back-'' A blunt hit was heard, made by Fylass who had been swinging the cleaver around, and when everyone looked to see them, they realized that the cleaver was drenched in tar, smelling like iron.

"W-What?! Kid, are you okay?!"

"Y-Yes, I am! I don’t know what I attacked, though… We must get there, now." More noises were heard as more steps and blunt hints were taken; everyone’s weapons were soaked in tar, but at this point, they were doubting that it was it. Nothing made sense, nothing seemed connected anymore.

Everyone was confused, but Fylass was stranded in fear; this felt too familiar to not be it, right? It played out exactly as that one day.

"Where is that Tower?! My weapon looks like it has been soaked in ink at this point!"

"I don’t know! But please, we need to get out! Fylass isn’t looking too good, and we need to get to the other end of this fog before something worse happens!" Lucid spoke up, as he accidentally stabbed something in the air, leaving out more of that black liquid around his rapier.

"WE’RE TRYING! I BET THAT KNIGHT LURED US HERE INTO A TRAP!" Banshee was falling into desperation at this point; The Wolpertinger didn’t know if this situation was more than Banshee could stand, but from the looks of it, he wasn’t taking this well, as his claws were covered in liquid darkness; Chaos was seemingly the most calm of the group, but everyone could see that he was nervous, but not for the creatures that they’re fighting, but Time’s Tower instead; he didn’t know why, but he was repulsed by it.

Fylass’ Cleaver was covered in tar at this point, only leaving the handle somehow intact; but after all of that was happening, they did a run for it, and ran in a straight line to get out of this nightmare; was this really that triggering? 

"FYLASS!" Lucid ran after them, and so did the rest of the group when noticing that things were taking a toll on the worse; what they didn’t expect though, were the sheer cold ambience that followed, as the mist suddenly vanished, and a giant Grandfather’s Clock made itself present on the pure white sky, being surrounded by trees that, from their branches, there were growing up… clocks?

"Ah… Ah…" Fylass collapsed on the grass around them, as the nightmare seemingly ended for everyone, only leaving that stale feeling of emptiness and mystery that made Underland, ironically, a wonder.

"W-What were you trying to do?! If we weren’t so lucky, who knows what would’ve happened to all of us!" Banshee spoke up loudly towards Fylass, who was sloppily trying to get up, only to be carefully lifted up by Lucid, who was worried sick for them.

"Dear God, kid. Do not do that again… I understand that might’ve been horrible, but you shouldn’t have run away like that!"

"...I am so sorry… I just… didn’t want to be there anymore…"

Lucid sighted, patting Fylass on the head, as everyone looked at the giant Grandfather’s Clock in front of them; it was gray, like everything else on this land, but seemingly had golden frames and details around it which gave a nice contrast; on the top, there was a giant clock, that seemed ten times as bigger as Lucid, this one being the tallest of the group.

"Wow… This is something I’ve never seen before in Wonderland…" Mikuto said.

"Well, that’s kind of the point." Fettuccine followed.

Fylass took a closer inspection to the giant clock, realizing that there was a small entrance at the bottom; the door seemed to be locked, and there was a sign embedded into it, which said 

"One minute before the sun, or the moon fully rises, and one minute before she left for good."

Fylass assumed that this referred to the pocket watch they had, and when using the key accompanying it to turn the hands of it to 11:59, the door opened wide.

"...Why is it always 11:59?" Nonetheless, everyone entered.

The inside was filled with gears and machinery, as the cold winds suddenly came to a close; the walls were filled with patterns of gears, and stars, and the floor was made of metal, with a dim gray color for it; There were hanging yellow light bulbs, lighting up the place, being held by black, rusty chains. On the sides, there were two doors, resembling medieval style, and a metallic staircase leading upwards was in front.

"Finally… Let’s get that thing and end this already…" Banshee said, as he tried to go towards the staircase, only to realize that there was a door right in front of him, which was locked. The Knight tried to use his claws to slash the door open, and when that didn’t work, he tried kicking it down, but to no avail; the door wasn’t going to budge that easily either.

"Oh, come on. Let’s try the doors then."

Chaos opened the left door with uneasiness, revealing a wide room, which resembles more of a guest room, than anything; couches and chairs were there, along with many clocks, being stuck on the walls.

"...Why is this place so weird…?" Genesis entered, checking the room out to see if they were able to find something useful; they noticed a lone drawer at the other end of the room, which was locked, even though it didn’t have a visible lock. A note was visible at the top of it, which had written the following.

"Between the beginning, and end of the afternoon."

"...Fylass, could you give me that pocket watch for a second?" Fylass did as such, and Genesis turned the clock to 03:00. When the hands turned to that hour, a click was heard from inside the locker, and it was finally open, revealing an ornamented key, among lots of faded letters.

"This must be it." Genesis said, as they left the room to use the key on the door right at the end of the staircase, but surprisingly, it didn’t seem to fit. "Oh… maybe this key is for the other door we haven’t checked yet? We can try that…" This time, the key fit, and the door opened, revealing a room filled with turning gears, and three giant gears at the other end which had embedded roman numbers from one to three. Right above, there were pictures of clocks pointing to 10:00, 04:30, and 01:00. 

"Wait…" Genesis noticed that there was a safe right behind the gears, and so, they figured out that using the pocket watch again, pointing to those same hours, realizing that the gears stopped moving when pointing at those specific hours; with some combinations, Genesis could retrieve the safe, and opened it to get another ornamented key, among more faded letters. 

The individual stuck in Dull Glass used the key to open the door above, revealing a giant room, resembling an observatory, with the walls filled to the brim with windows, revealing a dark, starry sky, which was weird, since the outside revealed a pure white sky instead; right below those windows, were gear themed telescopes, and at the center of the giant room, there was a plus-sized model of Gamble Galaxy, with Popstar at the middle; Fylass noticed that the planets weren’t organized well on the pedestals they were on, though.

"...Hey, could you help me organize these planets? These are not put together well…"

"How do you know that?"

"...I read about it." Fylass lied.

"Oh, alright." 

Everyone at the group moved the planets around with care, from Floria to Mecheye, and when all of them were up to the pedestals, the planets suddenly floated above them, and a clicking sound echoed through the walls and floor of metal, revealing a ladder sliding down from a trapdoor at the ceiling.

"...Huh." Everyone climbed it up, which was pretty hard, due to how slippery and long it was, but soon enough, they all reached the end of it, revealing that they were on the top floor of the clock with the giant window in of the walls, being the giant clock they saw outside, even though the hands of it were inside the tower; all the walls were filled with ticking clocks, from all shapes and sizes, and at the end of the room, right in front of the clock, there was a bed, being occupied by a mysterious man of dark red hair, gray clothing, and a halo above him, holding the roman numbers of 1 to 12 on its sides.

"...Is this that Time dude? He looks pretty tame, to be honest…" Mikuto spoke up.

Fylass took a closer inspection to the man in question, and realized that there was something embedded on his chest, being the Chronosphere itself; a glowing, golden sphere, resembling a planet more than anything. 

"..." The kid tried to take it by force, but was careful enough to not wake the person up; they turned the sphere around, like if it was the top of a bottle, and thanks to a swift move, the Chronosphere was on their hand. 

"...I did it." Fylass talked as low as they could to not wake up the man, and got out of the room as fast as they could, only being able to see the man in question, seemingly in some low pain as he slept.

Everyone got out of the Tower as fast as possible.

"Phew! We have it in our hands, amazing!" Fetty said.

"...How does this work though?" The Chronosphere suddenly gave out a strong light, and like if it was pure magic, Fylass was now standing on a ship; not any other ship though, but a stylized version of the Lor Starcutter itself.

"Wow…" Fylass checked the controls, and noticed that it was configured for it to send them to a specific point in time.

"...I guess this is it. I’ll come to the timeline when the incident happened, and I’ll quickly go back, alright?"

"Wait, you are going alone?!"

"Knowing how Time Travel works, I would fear that a paradox would happen. Don’t worry, I know what to do…"

"...I wish you luck, then… Please, please, be fine."

"You don’t need to worry about that! I’ll fix this, I swear… See you." Fylass ignored the group’s other warnings, and used the settings, which already were set for them to travel on the last festivity between Underland and Wonderland; if they had a timeline to go, it was that one. Fylass pushed a button right next to it, and suddenly, a portal was opened right in front of the Lor, and right after that, the ship was sucked into it.

The land right inside of the portal was like space; it even felt like it, with stars, moons, and even planets around the area. Another portal was opened, and the ship was sucked into it again.

Fylass was now in a forest, hearing screams of panic around. 

"The Jabberwocky must be there, I need to go there fas-" The Wolpertinger heard a shattering sound, and realized that their jewel was shattered into pieces.

"W-WHAT!?" The kid fell down, and collapsed, starting to shatter, and when they looked behind, they saw that same man, in front of them.

"You shouldn’t have messed with Time, both literally, and figuratively. Guess we will prepare for a war thanks to the Club being gone."

Fylass closed their eyes, and shattered.

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@lostsoulau-ask

@galakianexplosion (CREATOR OF THE DRAWING!)

@theflutteringdreameater

@kachikirby

@den-of-the-blue-dragon

[villiedoom]

Hello. I hope you're having a good day.

I think a couple of Vaerafes have come to visit me today.

I, by no means, mean to sound rude or sarcastic, I just thought that sharing this with you would be the right thing to do. I am one of those shy silent followers, I leave as much feedback as possible through likes and reblogs, but rarely (almost never) dare to write something to creators I admire. As a daydreamer (and a fellow gardener worlbuilder συσ), your blog always seemed especially fascinating to me, and I found great comfort in a thought that there is another person out there who is able to peek into different worlds, just like I do. I adore your worldbuilding and art, but I have always been just a watcher, not feeling that special connection to Vaerafes that you have (which I consider normal) and just tending to my own (not so) little place.

But I saw two of them today, just a couple of hours or so ago.

I often find myself thinking about death during this time, and recently, something happened that made me think about it again. I was in a car with my mom today, we were driving to my grandmother's place. I was in the front passenger seat, listening to music, when Chimeras by Tim Hecker came next in my playlist. For me, this particular piece of music sounds almost similar to death, the way I feel and perceive it. I recommend giving it a listen, it's terrifying but extremely beautiful and soothing at the same time.

I am generally able to "control" what I see in my head while listening to music, but what I saw next was involuntary. It was a cold place, somewhere in the mountains, probably, and the ground was made of black stone, covered by faint, grainy snow. There was a big black rock in front of me, and a Vaeraf was standing on that rock. He had short white fur (I somehow knew he was a male) and dark eyes – not pitch black, but rather brown, similar to my dearest friend's eye color. Her eyes are dark, but turn hazel when the light hits them at the right angle, and this Vaeraf's eyes were the same, I just knew that, though there was no sun and the sky was grey. He looked determined, but there was something cold and bitter in his expression. We stood there looking at eachother for five minutes or so, then his gaze softened and he walked away.

Then another Vaeraf appeared out of thin air. He did not walk, as the previous one did, he was motionless. He had coal black long fur, and his eyes were big, round and white, like two pearls. His face was quite long and slender even for a Vaeraf, looking more like a borzoi dog's muzzle. His expression was blank, he did not move, just observed me, but I sensed malice coming from him. His long fur ruffled on the cold, but damp wind.

He was still standing on that rock when this vision went away. Mild anxiety and uneasiness lingered for some time after that, but, as I'm writing this, I am at peace, more or less.

I'm sorry for this being so long and messy, but I feel like this experience is worth sharing with you. I don't think I'll be giving any special meaning to this (like considering it an omen), but I still admire this vision I had, and would be glad to hear your thoughts about it. Again, I'm very sorry in case I come off as rude and disrespectful to your creation, I did not mean that.

Thank you for being a huge inspiration for me and lots of people out there.

Wow, this is very interesting! Thank you for sharing this with me, it's really a very strange feeling for me when people say that they saw Vaerafes too, in their dreams or visions :D

It's interesting that you connected this vision with your thoughts about death (if I get you right?), because in fact I myself put a lot of such thoughts into my art.

The gray world without the sun, with black rocks and snow, is what I can associate with my "Eclipse" story, which is related to death and which I literally consider to be the reflection of my own fears and thoughts about inevitable suffering, loss and death, including also the death of such things as real and imaginary worlds... this story came to me in dreams (or rather, these were nightmares) and visions, I was obsessed with it and drew quite a lot about it, and it has significantly influenced my art and worlds. And in general, Vaerafes often were the ones who guided me when I fell into the abyss of total depression, filling me with a strange feeling that I can compare with something cosmic and otherworldly, sometimes evoking some kind of existential fear, but at the same time very... homely, caring and comforting. It's weird, I know, but it helped me a little to find motivation to continue to struggle and live.

Perhaps these images from my art somehow impressed you too, giving you such a vision. I hope it's not in a bad way, given how dark and heavy feelings I put into the Eclipse story.

I also really like the way you described the vision itself, I myself was able to imagine it quite vividly! The music also adds a lot to this (spotify doesn't work for me, but I found it on youtube), I really like it and it sounds so familiar, I'm sure I've heard something like that (and this one feels slightly similar, I guess?). In fact, this music really creates a strange feeling that reminds me of my worlds, and also a kind of nostalgia and longing...

Thank you!

I don't know if this has any deeper meaning, as imagination and visions are a very personal thing and only you can know if it means something and if it says something important to you. I myself perceive such visions as communication with myself and my subconscious, as a reflection of my inner fears, desires, or my hidden will and strength, whereas the Vaerafes, and just any of my characters that I communicate with, are a kind of my guides. Maybe it makes sense to you too!

And you are not disrespectful or rude at all! On the contrary, in your message you rather sound like the one of the very few who understood the language of my art and treated it with care. Thank you very much for that ~ 💙

[mysteriouswolf]

ayup

itsa you, Mysterious!

I'm gonna ask you some questions. you! are free to answer all of these questions, or some (or none, but I don't think that's gonna happen). if you don't want to answer a question, that's okay! all I ask is that you put something like n/a where the answer to that question would be :)

idk if I've asked you this, but what's ur favorite life series?

When did you start watching HC, and what season of Life did you start on?

are you into EPIC the musical?

what is your opinion on red velvet cake? I made some today and it looked rly good and also we made cream cheese frosting but the frosting had about a zillion tons of powdered sugar and it looked like my phone and I had done crack together

what is your time zone, if youre amicable to sharing

are you a blob shaped person, a person shaped blob, or a blob shaped blob? (person shaped people do exist, but you and I are Tumblr users. we're not without the blob)

Also do you think I'm a blob shaped person, person shaped blob, or blob shaped blob.

what is your favorite way to eat chicken (if you eat chicken)

do you wear glasses

what is your favorite school subject. opinion on science

what is your favorite time o' day

what is your favorite music album

favorite way to consume potats.

one of your favorite fanfics (if you read fics)

are your nails painted? if so what colors? (my left pointer, middle, and ring fingers are silver. all my other fingers are normal)

did you know that you're loved?

did you know that your hair and nails seem to grow after you die because the rest of your body is decaying faster?

what is your favorite animal?

my brain is currently a string of "chicken chicken chicken chicken chicken" and now it's "chicken chicken chicken chicken" but in Halsey's voice. and also there's a different radio station that's just repeating the last refrain of Guilty As Sin? doesn't go very well with the "chicken chicken chicken CHICKEN"

as I am currently falling asleep on my phone, it is time for me to go to bed

I leave you with one last thing

You are. my fire--

no seriously tho

you're awesome. don't let anyone tell you different :)

signing into orbit,

Royal :)

(I wrote this all last night and apparently never pressed the ask button lol)

ROYALLLL HELLOOOO :3

(also you so know that later at some point you're getting a random list of questions too)

Fav. life series: Definitely Double Life- I'm a Grian main, and usually with life series I also watch Scar, Pearl, Scott, Joel, and now Gem. But I absolutely ADORE literally every pair in that series. I mean, the divorce quartet, Desert Duo, The Ranchers, Boat Boys, SO MUCH ICONIC STUFF HAPPENED THERE AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH.

When did you start watching Hermitcraft? I started watching it at the beginning of season six, watching Grian!! Hermitcraft was the first ever minecraft stuff I ever watched on YT acutally- and I've watched the life series since the very beginning as well.

EPIC the musical? RAHHHH I WILL LISTEN TO IT I PROMISE AKFNEANUIJ. My friends keep begging me and I WILL I just haven't had the time yet- I'm a major Greek mytholgy nerd tho so I will probably like it lol

Red Velvet cake? Uhm- I wouldn't suggest doing crack with your phone, but yeah it's okay. It just tastes the same as chocolate to me, and chocolate's my favorite so I guess it's also my favorite...? I've only had it like twice. Also, I don't like frosting/icing cause Bad Texture™

Time Zone? My time zone is EST :P

I am a person shaped blob. I am not a person. Just blob in a skin suit.

You are also person shaped blob. But like, leaning more on the blob side than person-looking side.

Fav. way to eat chicken? CHIVETTA'S (I love chicken sm)

Glasses? Yea, I do wear glasses! Rn they're blue and black. Fun fact, my eyesight is so bad that I'm *technically* legally blind.

Fav. subject? ELA

Opinion on Science? I enjoy science a lot- espcically doing labs and expirments. And space and rocks. But not like. most of earth science. like weather and plate tectonics and junk. that's boring. I LOVE bio though.

Fav. time of day? Nighttime. Like, right around 10pm-2am specifically. It's so pretty outside, and it's cool out during the summer

Fav. music album? Okay this is hard I CANT CHOOSE JUST ONE- probably the Lemon Boy album by Cavetown, Paramore. By Paramore. (I don't understand why bands name albums after themselves) and rn I've been listening to the album Grief Chapter by Mother Mother until I suck every single bit of dopamine out of it.

Potats? Potats. Love them so much. Best food. So many amazing creations. Probably mashed potats, but I love baked potats too--

Fav. Fanfics? That's also so hard man- my favorite used to be like this Divergent High School AU that was never finished but I would check back every day when I was in 7th grade because I loved it so much, but currently it's either @insomnya777's bfop au or Leave Me Be which was a Grian fanfic THAT WAS SO SAD AND ANGSTY on wattpad (look I started reading fanfic there and its got good stories. dont come at me. i love ao3 too) by Hollie_is_cool

Nails painted? I used to get my nails painted a lot but I would always pick the polish off the day after so I stopped

Did you know that you're loved? I actually think I do. I still struggle with believing it sometimes, but yeah. Yeah, I do. And it's amazing <3

I...also did not know that. That's weird. But also cool.

Fav. animal? WOLFIESSSSSS or FOXIESSSSS!!! Wolves because they're just silly lil guys like foxes but they also represent my personality a lot- and I'm not talking lone wolf. I'm talking about the way wolves actually act. How wolves are pack animals, and need to be looked after but also care for their packs so so much, and have lifelong partners. How wolves are incredibly intelligent and are protective of the ones they love, and how they feel lost when they're alone. It is not a wolf's natural state to be alone.

CHICKENCHICKENCHICKENCHICKENCHICKEN

hehe I love how you do the signing into orbit thing it's genuinely so cool akrgjirsdh- also, I want you to know that you're so fucking incredible too, Royal, and I hope you know that you're loved so much too- I was so excited to get home today so I could type a proper response to this lol I love your random questions and just genuine care and love for the people you know. It's amazing :3333

ALSO SIDE NOTE OUR SCHOOL DID THAT TOO WITH THE LIL PLASTIC DUCKS BEFORE??? BUT IN THE CHORUS ROOM?? And our chorus teacher did a complete 180 and made them his lol

[berry-hwa]

As per my suggestion...!!

heres the promised mermaid au fic!!! I might not ever finish it because theres a lot of worldbuilding and writing stuff that i dont have time for😔i havent looked over this in a while and it isnt beta read either so ignore any mistakes!! All that aside now, pls enjoy!!

Well, here I am.

Looking up, her expression hardly wavered at the luxurious and magnificent hotel she stood in front of.

Here it is. Tres Spades.

Her glance shifted low to the dark blue dress she wore specifically for the famous I.V.C held at the hotel. Her pearl necklace reflected the huge amount of light from both the inside and outside and her silk, white gloves held onto a matching white clutch. She wasn't gonna look like anyone present at the party, but she was fine with that. The party wasn't what was on her mind anyway, it didn't matter if she stood out or not.

All she had to do was get to the penthouse.

Walking through crowds and crowds of people, her white heels clicked with every step she took on the recently cleaned floor. As she reached the room the I.V.C was held at, she was suddenly startled by someone talking behind her.

"Woah! I've never seen you around here. Is this your first time attending the I.V.C perhaps?"

She spun around to find two men looking at her, their eyes not leaving hers. She recognized one of the two almost instantly.

"Oh! Why yes, this is my first time here. I was looking for Mr. Ichinomiya? He was supposed to escort me to the party." She flashed a radiant smile, hoping to catch the two off-guard. As she stared at them, she realized the identity of the second man who strangely wore a fedora hat.

"Oh! We're his accomplices, and I haven't heard anything about you from Mr. Ichinomiya...would you give us your name?" The blonde smiled, crossing his arms and waiting for an answer. Her heart slowly began beating faster as she thought of a made-up name.

"Misaki. My name is Misaki." She extended her hand out for a handshake, which the brunette took and gave the back of it a gentle kiss. Her heartbeat slowly went back to normal and her smile slightly fell.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful lady. My name is Mitsunari Baba, but you can call me Micchy or Mitsu for short. And you probably already know who my friend is." Baba glanced back and forth between the blonde and the woman.

"Of course, Kisaki Ota. I'd be ashamed if I didn't know who you were." She bowed and internally cringed, her patience slowly running low. She wasn't here to chat up some men...but, if they managed to get her up to the penthouse, at least the lying would be worth it.

"You flatter me Miss Misaki! Now, what was that about Mr. Ichinomiya escorting you to the I.V.C?"

"Ah, right. We talked over the phone weeks prior to the I.V.C, but he must have forgotten. He's a busy man after all, and so am I." Lying in situations as such was her specialty, but for some reason she felt as if she was being read easily. Can they tell?

"Boss is a very busy man. If you'd like, we could escort you around the I.V.C ourselves?" Baba gave her a handsome smile that would swoon women in her place, but she was barely phased. It wasn't her job to begin flirting with a thief.

She tried to shake off the unusual feeling she felt when she realized Ota's smile had also fallen a bit as he stared at her. Not at her, but her necklace specifically. The only explanation that sat right with her was that he'd been looking at it from an artist's point of view. She didn't know if he realized the necklace was made out of real pearls, however.

"I would appreciate it very much, Mitsunari." She smiled again for the sake of being polite.

From nearly getting lost in the sea of people to stumbling upon a mysterious looking hallway and being sold at a black market auction held in the basement of the hotel, she was only a few steps away from her goal. It didn't matter who bought her, she would escape them either way. Her eyes were set on finding one man and that man only. Her surprise when she heard she was sold to seat #100 came as a shock even to her. She fell right into the hands of the man she had her eyes on.

The cage she sat in had been carried all the way up to the penthouse, her heart racing as she realized how close she was to her target. Even if they didn't speak and wore masks, she knew exactly who the two men that carried her up there were as well.

And when she was brought in, she found herself face to face with him. Eisuke Ichinomiya.

"Who are you?"

"Boss, this is the lady that we-"

"If you let me out of this cage, I will tell you exactly who I am and what I'm doing here."

She stared at the five men who stared back at her. Her smile from earlier was replaced with a fierce gaze at Eisuke, who was staring at her cautiously.

"And how do we know you don't have any ulterior motives?" A strong looking man stood up which she quickly identified as Soryu, Eisuke's childhood friend and a mobster.

"If your security is good at checking whether or not people have weapons on them, then you don't have to be afraid Mr. Oh." She held her chin high and smiled internally at his slightly bewildered face.

"...You know who we are?" Eisuke spoke, eyebrows narrowing as he stared at her through his eyelashes. She could sense he was conflicted and a little confused.

"I know you all. And we'd be able to talk like normal people if you let me out of this cage," She crossed her arms, gaze not faltering as she stared back at Eisuke, "But we probably already know the phrase "normal people" doesn't suit you at all, right Ichinomiya?"

She saw his eyebrow twitch. As she guessed earlier, Baba and Ota took their masks off, their gazes switching back and forth between the woman and Eisuke.

"Is your definition of a succesful individual 'abnormal'?" Eisuke crossed his arms and took a sip of his wine, placing it on the table in front of him afterwards.

"I think we both know what I mean here." Her gaze went to the wine glass in front of him. Lowering her open palm, she aimed it directly at the glass before knocking it over, the wine spilling on Eisuke's leg.

All the men's eyes widened and Eisuke swiftly stood up, panic evident on his features.

"Eisuke, go!" Soryu suddenly yelled at him. Realizing he had to move as fast as he could, he dashed towards the staircase with a curse, managing to make it up before anyone could see anything.

When they made sure he was out of sight, everyone shot a glare at the woman. Only Ota seemed to stand still, still comprehending what had just happened.

"What the hell was that?" Soryu approached the cage, gun in hand now. The woman only grinned as the realization that she'd indeed found the man she was looking for began setting in.

"I think you know exactly what it was." Her fingers tapped at the golden cage as the mobster stared her down. She felt confident knowing she wouldn't be killed in that moment after what she did. They needed answers and she was aware of that. There was also no way they'd let her go unless they heard the full story, unless they didn't let her go at all. She was bought by them after all.

"I...don't get it. How did you knock over that glass?" Baba stared, still a little stunned. She rolled her eyes and glanced at the thief who was looking at her for an answer.

"I'm pretty sure you know that as well." Before looking away, she caught a glimpse of Ota looking almost...solemn, as he stared off into the distance.

"Come on now, you can't all play dumb. I'm here for one reason and one reason only."

"And that is?"

"Eisuke."

Soryu stared at her once more with a stern look on his face. Was he gonna let her out? She made it clear she'd explain everything if she was out of the cage...but how could he trust her like that? Especially when he didn't even know her name?

"Open the cage Mitsunari." A deep voice from the back spoke, the woman recognizing it as Mamoru's. At least he's not entirely stupid, as much as he is lazy.

Baba hesitantly reached into his pocket to take out a key, Soryu stepping away to make space. Opening the cage, the woman stepped out, arms crossed over one another. The men continued to stare at her for a moment before they heard footsteps coming from the staircase.

Her eyes immediately locked with Eisuke's as she looked up. He looked both furious and confused as he walked down each step.

"I'm gonna ask this one last time. Who are you and what are you doing here?" Making his way towards her, he stood in-between Baba and Soryu, eyes staring daggers into the woman. He only recieved a grin in return.

"I heard a siren call from miles away, and it lead me here in your hotel."

The CEO stared in pure confusion. He almost wanted to laugh at how ridiculous she sounded. A siren call. Is she for real?

Sure, it might not have sounded...that ridiculous, given the situation he was suddenly thrust into in less than twenty seconds. His eyes traveled to her neck adorned by the pearl necklace. He could feel his throat going dry even as he swallowed.

Those are real pearls.

And, sure, seeing real pearls hung on a string as an accessory wasn't the most unusual thing Eisuke had seen. But the way this woman was dressed bewildered him.

He estimated the cost of both her dress and heels were most probably around 200 dollars. Her gloves were made of silk, therefore they had to have been a little expensive. The pearls were what threw him off. A single, real white pearl was already expensive, but her necklace consisted of at least thirty pearls that varied in colors and shapes. He even recognized one of the rarest blue pearls hung onto the string, and he could feel the nervousness bubbling to the surface the more he stared.

"You've...gotta be kidding right?" The thief asked, gaze shifting to Eisuke who tried so hard to keep his expression as neutral as possible. Both him and Soryu were begining to catch onto the situation.

"I'm very serious. I came here specifically to talk to Eisuke, on behalf of my people."

"Your...people?" Puzzled, Soryu raised an eyebrow at her, his eyes now also shifting to look at Eisuke.

"I know what you are Eisuke. And we need your help." The woman's tone slowly morphed into one of pleading, as did her expression. Eisuke stared for what seemed like hours before sighing and turning his back to her.

"You have five minutes to explain."

"Five?!"

"Yes, only five."

She stared at his back as he walked over to the couch and sat down, Soryu and Baba following. She was glad she got the opportunity to talk...but five minutes? Really?!

"Alright I...just, do you mind bringing a glass of water?" Her gaze went to the artist who seemed to think about her question a little longer than he had to before nervously answering.

"Sure..." He put on a smile and strode over to the kitchen in the penthouse. Taking a deep breath before exhaling, her gaze returned to Eisuke who now sat on the couch, waiting for his explanation.

"First of all, I'd like to apologize for barging in all of a sudden and spilling wine on you. You were probably all confused and angry, especially you, Ichinomiya." Her heels clicked as she walked over to the four men, Eisuke's eyebrows forming into a frown as he recalled what happened.

"Apologize another time, get to your story." He swiftly crossed his legs and rest his chin in his palm as he waited for her to begin, as if he were a teacher about to listen to a student's excuse for a missed assignment.

By the time she stopped staring Eisuke down, Ota had come back with a glass of water as she'd asked. Funny how she has barely been here for five minutes and is ordering people around as if she owns the penthouse.

Thanking the artist, she set the glass down on the coffee table and waited for Ota to grab a seat, only for him to stand next to the couch Baba, Soryu and Eisuke sat on.

"As I said...I know what you are, Eisuke. Even if you might not know exactly what you are, we desperately need your help." She began, voice brave despite her slowly plummetting spirit.

"Who is this "we" you've been throwing around?" Baba exclaimed before getting interrupted by the woman.

"I'll get there. Let me explain."

"You fell into a pool when you were young in London...right?" She raised an eyebrow and looked at Eisuke for his reaction. He definitely didn't disappoint. His eyes went wide and he was now listening to her more cautiously, the nervous feeling on the verge of overflowing.

"You became a mermaid. Or...a merman. Otherwise known as a siren." She explained like she was some lunatic, but Eisuke knew better than to assume that when she was right. Except he had no idea what she meant by the siren part of it.

"How do you know any of this. Only my manager and some acquaintances are aware of what happened. How did you manage to find out what happened a decade ago?"

"That's not important. What is important is that I'm a real mermaid born at sea, and my people have and I have been threatened by the human race for years," She looked down, remembering the last moments with her family before they were taken from her, "They sacrificed themselves so I would stay alive and get help."

"It took you this long to find me?" Eisuke interrupted, his thoughts now racing. Had she been stalking him? Did she somehow bribe someone to tell her about him? What kind of help did she need exactly?

"I've known about you ever since you fell into that pool. You see, I'm from Britain myself, and all of us have known about you ever since that day." She explained briefly, not leaving any room for questions as she continued quickly afterwards.

"You're the first merman to have ever fallen in the pool in that cave in nearly sixty years. It just so happened that you became a siren on the day the last merman transformed 43 years before you did." She briefly caught a glimpse at Ota looking down at the floor as if he was holding something back. Did he wanna ask a question?

She decided to ignore it, passing it as just him being lost in his thoughts.

"This is...too much information," Eisuke rubbed his temple, her words barely registering. He was finally used to being this weird form of a human after so long, and suddenly there's so much information shoved into him it's almost too overwhelming.

"You think? You gave me five minutes to explain, I'm using that time wisely." She may have been aware of the conflicted situation he was in at that moment as he slowly took in what she was saying. Still though, she figured she might as well drop the bomb as quickly as she could, even if it confused Eisuke at first.

"We've been looking for a siren for years now due to our problems with the human race. And that just so happened to be you..."

Her frightless demeanor began to wear off, quickly replaced by someone in genuine need of help. Eisuke stared at her, her words still registering. So he was a siren. Was it good that he finally knew his identity after so many years? He certainly didn't feel any better knowing, that's for sure. What if she was lying?

"Can you prove to me in any way that you're telling the truth?"

The woman stared at him. Of course, Eisuke Ichinomiya of all people would never believe some girl suddenly showing up at his penthouse, telling him he was a damn siren and that there were real mer-people living in the sea with no proof. The whole story seemed like a sick joke. Even if she knew things many others hadn't known, even if she held information that Eisuke had never revealed publicly...he had to know.

"If you'll allow me to," She raised her open palm once more and focused her energy on the glass of water in front of her. Soon enough, they saw what looked like a bubble rise out of the glass. Eisuke knew she wasn't lying the moment he saw the "bubble" rise higher and higher, but still wanted to see what she would do. As the water reached her head, her hand suddenly dropped to her side, as did the bubble. The CEO's eyes widened as it splashed over her head and he was already begining to count down the seconds it took for her to transform. No sooner than that did Baba get up and rushed over to her, holding her up by her arms as her legs disappeared and were replaced by a sparkling blue tail.

"Is that enough proof for you, Ichinomiya?"

[hanayori89]

Boyfriend

  *Castle Town*

You frantically skimmed the racks in desperate need of something to wear. Link stood outside, his by the shade of a column. His back casually slumped against it; arms folded. You could see a serene reflection in his spaced-out eyes.

He had made breakfast this morning as he did yesterday.  It was equally delicious, even if his company was a bit strange. What little small talk that was made was initiated by you. With Link curtly nodding in agreement or offering close-ended statements. He was to go work on Fado's ranch but offered to take you into Castle Town. He was guarded about the idea of you going to Lake Hylia alone with Aryn. You explained that he had guided you back to Ordon yesterday in his absence.

Link just scraped his food around his bowl, humiliation surfacing on his face. Why had you brought up his outburst? Hadn't you decided it didn't matter, along with the wedding outing? Yet you couldn't help but jab him with it. It wasn't so much to reflect his actions back on him. It was more to smooth over your revenge date. Yes, you came to terms with this as a revenge date. You knew you weren't interested in Aryn. You were interested in the behavior Link was demonstrating toward Aryn. This cemented your resolve to go.

You knew Link didn't trust him. If he was Ilia's friend, why was there so little trust? You also made sure you omitted the way Aryn would scan your body. You didn't want Link to worry, though something about the action made you worry. Surely, the mayor's daughter wouldn't hang out with trouble.

The only thing left for you to do was to choose an outfit to wear. The only clothing you owned were your garments from the Twilight Realm.  Along with your long f/c dress you bought when you first arrived in the light. You noticed the wayward stares you received from being dressed in your clothing from the twilight. Your goal was to avoid looking like an alien while hiding the very thing that made you one. Your markings. The conservative look you clung to didn't seem to fit your image. You continued to pick out minimalistic choices, heaving them back on their appropriate rack with a dissatisfied huff.

With a hard shove of a long, brown tunic, you caught the clerk's eye. She wandered over to you, sensing your aggravation.

"Miss, may I help you?" Her question came out like a song. It helped ease your tension, if only for a moment.

"I... am looking for something for a date." You spun around in your cotton dress, demonstrating how plain it was. "I like conservative clothing, but I feel boring."

The clerk clapped in excitement! "A date? I'd love to help you find something! Actually, there is a new dress we just received. With your e/c eyes and h/c hair, it would make your features pop!" She disappeared in the back. She sang out, "Miss, come on back! Let's get you fitted!"

You walked towards the back, dreading whatever she was going to make you try.

That was until you saw it.

In the clerk's hands was a striking dress. It was a shimmering metallic green. The cut was a bit daring- not something you would normally be courageous enough to wear. Its square bustline would hint at your elongated neck. While the cinched waist would draw attention to your defined waist. The skirt was A-line, flaring out with a splendor of embellished pearls accompanied by pink gemstones. Despite it being a bit more revealing, it had long sleeves and no visible backing. It was perfect. Too perfect, considering the occasion.

Sensing your scattered thoughts, the clerk persuaded you. "Just give it a try. You can make a choice after that. Though I truly think once you put it on, you'll never want to take it off."

I may never get to look so glamorous again. You thought of your signature cloak. Your staple you always wore around the Palace of Twilight. The rest of your ensemble consisted of black leggings and simple black t-shirts. If ever there was a time you were going to go out of your comfort zone, this was it. You checked on Link. He continued to retain the same empty stare, frozen in the same tense position.

You gave the clerk a determined nod. "Alright. I will try it. Thank you." You went into the dressing room and fumbled around for a few minutes. You realized you couldn't zipper the back of the dress. "Um, excuse me? May I have some help with the zipper? Please?"

The door to the dressing room opened.

"Thank you." You held your breath at the suspense of the hands fidgeting with the zipper. The hands gently swept your hair to the side as they pulled the zipper upward. It struck you as odd, for the way they zippered you in was with the utmost care. What came next sent a chill down your spine.

A finger traced your markings beneath the fabric of the dress. Startled, you spun to see Link staring at you.

You yelped in surprise, "Link!"

And there it was once more- his infamous poker face. He stood, not removing his eyes from you. He seemed to appraise your appearance like a blacksmith would a newly forged weapon. Certainly, you felt powerful. Perhaps even a little dangerous. You had officially taken the Hero of Twilight's breath away.

"Link? Say something." He continued to stare without revealing a trace of what was going on behind his blue eyes.

Thankfully, the clerk chimed in, "Ah yes! This is even better than what I imagined! It seems you've taken the tongue out of your boyfriend's mouth."

Boyfriend. You felt your cheekbones bloom with heat. You opened your mouth to correct the clerk, but Link decided to speak instead.

"How much is it?" He asked with a tinge of mischief. He never bothered to defend himself against his title of "boyfriend."

"50 rupees." The clerk responded with a smug grin.

Link reached into his satchel and pulled out the rupees. You grabbed his arm in utter shock. "Link! No! What are you thinking?"

He gave you a sweltering grin. "I'm thinking for 50 rupees, you look like a jewel that deserves to be on display in the Grand Hall of Hyrule Castle. I'm also thinking that from what I have witnessed of you so far, you have never owned a garment like this in your life. If all else fails, when you go back to the Twilight Realm, you will be the most colorful creature. You will be the light."

The clerk looked at Link. His odd choice of words clearly puzzled her. It didn't matter. You knew what he meant. You also knew that this was the most thoughtful gift you had ever received.

You decided then that the real gift was Link, not dismissing the fact that he was called your boyfriend.

A frown shifted on your face when you remembered what Ilia called him. 

Her fiancé.

Soon, he would be called her husband.

*Ordon Ranch*

Link continued to herd the goats back into their appropriate pens. He worked with a rejuvenated vigor he hadn't seen in himself in a while. He tried to do anything he could to keep his mind off of Y/N in that dress.

He lamented that it was wasted on someone like Aryn. Every time Link thought of them leaving together for Lake Hylia, a pit formed in his stomach. Something was not right about Aryn. Even when Link tried to be logical and remove his feelings of envy, all he felt was dread.

For starters, Link couldn't help but notice the way Aryn's eyes frequently stumbled upon Y/N's cleavage in her dress. And here I thought I was no better than these filthy goats on this ranch. Link grabbed a rake and began assembling the loose hay in the barn where Epona's stall was. She seemed to sense Link's affliction. He held his hand up, and Epona excitedly butted her head against it.

"Hey girl. What do you say we go to Lake Hylia?" Epona responded by enthusiastically neighing in her stall.

"Hey Link! Goofing off, I see." Fado waddled toward Link. He gave Epona a terse pat on her head. She snorted and lifted her right front hoof in response.

"How do you own a ranch and none of the animals like you?" Link gave Fado a joking elbow jab.

"It's bad enough the ladies don't like me, Link. Don't take away my animals." Fado groaned in defeat. "Say, that cucco Y/N made was something else! Thanks for bringing it over! You're a lucky goat. You get to wake up to her and then get married to Ilia."

"I'm only helping Y/N, Fado." Defense raised in Link's tone.

"Yeah, yeah. It's okay to admit she's a looker. You always have to act so gallant. Where is she, by the way? She spent one day on the ranch. Did I already scare her off?"

Link felt the putrid taste of acid rise in his throat. "She's on a date. His name is Aryn. He is a vendor from Castle Town."

Fado's eyes went wide. "Link, I'm not just saying this because I like Y/N. I don't like that fella. I saw him yesterday walk her here to the ranch. I overheard some peculiar things."

Link felt his stomach drop like a rock in a river. "What kind of things?" Link was desperate for any information that could justify his uneasiness. He knew he had to accept her curiosity about dating within their realm. However, he didn't have to accept anything that put her in danger.

"Well, I overheard him mention to Y/N that he wanted to say "hi" to Ilia. I never saw him before in Ordon. The funny thing was, when he left, he didn't go in the direction of Ilia's." Fado's eyes seemed to follow the path he had departed. Link understood the nonverbal cue. He followed Fado's gaze to the exit of Ordon.

"He just left Ordon. Why would he mention saying "hi" to Ilia then leave? Well, I was suspicious enough and asked Ilia this morning. Gave her his name and..." Fado's voice trailed off.

"And what?" Link growled impatiently.

"Ilia knew of him, and they certainly aren't friends. He's known as a philanderer. He's quite aggressive with women. He got in trouble with Mayor Bo before; that's the only reason he knows Ilia." Fado began to sound frantic. "When I saw him with Y/N, I assumed there was nothing to worry about. But now that you are telling me they are alone on a date. Honestly, Link, I'm concerned for her safety."

"Fado," Link ordered calmly, "do you have any weaponry on the ranch? I'll take whatever you can spare. "

"L-link, what are you going to do?" Fado stuttered. "I feel responsible. I heard Y/N say, "See you later, Aryn," not thinking later would be today and-" Link placed his hands on Fado's arms to ground him. He could feel Fado's tension simmering beneath his fingertips.

"Fado, listen to me," Link begged. "You and Y/N have something in common. You're both trusting. There's nothing wrong with trusting people. You can't blame yourself. Go grab me a weapon. I'm going to Lake Hylia, now."

Fado attempted to nod, but his neck was too stiff to move his head. He disappeared from Link's sight. Link took Epona out of her stable. He grabbed a carrot from the feeding bag in the corner of the barn. He stroked Epona's mane, nudging his forehead against hers. He knew Epona could sense the panic in his tranquil maneuvers.

"Listen, girl, we need to hurry. Someone special may need our help. I can't forgive myself if something happens to her. Let's do our best to get there as quickly as we can. Ok?"  Link gently slid the carrot up to her mouth. She nibbled gentle bites of it. Each bite was like the tick of a clock as Link waited for Fado. Until he finally returned, bow and quiver in hand.

"Link." Fado shoved the bow and quiver into him. He gave Link a resolute nod. "Don't let that pig touch my girl."

Link mounted Epona, ferocity emanating from his eyes. He gripped Epona's reigns so tight that he could feel the blood slipping from his fingers.

Correction Fado. My girl.  The possessive thought surprised him as it infiltrated his mind.

Epona galloped with a velocity she hadn't used since Link had to fight Ganondorf. The immensity of something important to protect coursed through Link's veins. It wasn't just the image of the Realm of Light he wished to preserve untainted in Y/N's eyes.  It was the image of him.

The Hero of Twilight.

And the greatest title yet. The boyfriend. 

Y/N's boyfriend.

A/N- Edited 11/26/22

Aryn the vendor isn't as friendly as he seems. Is there a deeper connection to Aryn and Ilia? A connection that is more... wicked? Will Link make it to you in time before Aryn tries any funny business and ruins your image of the light and love for good?

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binge read your norrington/elizabeth fics and im OBSESSED. you briefly mentioned having an au in your head where james and jack are brothers — do you have any more thoughts about that? i’d never considered it before and now you’ve put the idea into my head i can’t escape it!!

Hi Anon! Thank you for the ask!

I really love the James & Jack dynamic in the film series because it's quite an unusual protagonist/antagonist dynamic (which one's which is up for discussion!). There is actually a fic on fanfiction.net where James and Jack are brothers, though I can't remember the title for the life of me, so it has been done before.

I'm going to spend too much time gushing about what I would do with the concept, so I'll put it below the cut to avoid clogging anyone's feed.

I haven't managed to put it in a fic yet but I really like the idea of James having a really poor relationship with his father. Because then you can play with the idea that James's career ambitions are either 1. a way to prove himself to a father who will never think he's good enough, 2. him trying to succeed to spite a father. If Jack is his older brother this adds in another interesting dynamic of there being a black sheep in the family that James is trying to escape the shadow of but is also somewhat envious of, because Jack has the freedom of not caring what other people think of him and also being very successful in his own right.

Focusing on Jack for a moment. I think that Jack is a character primarily defined by his selfishness and in the films we rarely see him do something that isn't at least a little self-serving and the moments where he does do something unselfish are really nice. I like the idea of Jack having someone that he does actually value above himself, because (as far as I'm aware), we don't ever see that in the films. Jack debates becoming Captain of the Flying Dutchman himself before ultimately giving it to Will, but it wasn't like he had his heart set on the idea. He votes for Elizabeth to be Pirate King, but doing so didn't do anything to his own chances - he wasn't going to get voted in. I want to see him truly sacrifice for someone else.

If I had ever been able to write this idea I think it would have gone something like this.

Curse of the Black Pearl happens as normal just with a touch more "I'm going to arrest my law-breaking brother because I am the GoodSon(TM) and he keeps flirting with my girlfriend" and "hey bro, long-time no-see, whoa what's with the hostility? anywho I have things to do, let's catch up later".

James still goes after Jack in Dead Man's Chest, still on the "I must prove myself to Parental Figure That Sincerely Does Not Give a Fuck" bandwagon. Hurricane happens, only this time Jack and the Pearl go back to fish him out of the water. Cue lots of James being "I hate you, you're the worst brother ever, please leave me to die" and Jack being "Idgaf, I love you and you're going to stay on my ship and I'm going to take care of you while you have your existential crisis/breakdown."

Will and Elizabeth individually turn up for their respective plotlines and Jack deals with them with James just in the background still in his emo-teenager "life is meaningless, woe is me" phase.

From here it gets a bit fuzzy. In this verse, James doesn't steal the heart and betray everyone because, despite all his very dramatic angst, he does actually appreciate that someone gives a shit about him. I think this is one of the tragic aspects of his character in the films - he doesn't have anyone that cares for him. Governor Swann kind of does but I imagine that relationship dissipates when James is no longer a prospective son-in-law. His men respect him but I imagine a lot of that again goes when first he loses the Interceptor and a load of men in the attack on the Isla de Muerta and then again when the Dauntless is sunk in the hurricane. Elizabeth ditches him for Will. He just doesn't have anyone.

That's why I really like the idea of Jack and James being brothers, because it can give James someone that will love him unconditionally and it can give Jack someone he values as more than just a means to an end and also (crucially) something that he can lose. If you think about it, all the consequences Jack faces in the films are temporary - he dies and comes back, he loses the Pearl and gains it again.

I'm not sure when or how it would happen, but I like the idea that James still dies (possibly at the end of Dead Man's Chest) and Jack just loses it. His motivations during At World's End change from the rather impersonal 'Save Piracy and Stop Davy Jones', to 'Find Someway to Get James Back and Fuck Everyone and Everything Else'. There's now a solid motivation for him to try to become Captain of the Flying Dutchman and I feel it would be really interesting to see him sacrifice his principles and screw over people he cares about to achieve his goal. Like all bets are off, the ends will justify the means. And not just his innocent "Yes I betrayed you but it all worked out in the end", but legit life-ruining, "we will never forget or forgive this" betrayals.

I like to think in the end Jack succeeds, potentially without having to become Captain of the Dutchman. Like maybe he's able to make some deal with Davy Jones (and/or the EITC??, prob not though). He gets James back but at some huge cost. Would be super interesting if Elizabeth ends up dying because of Jack's actions and he has to lie about it to James because he knows James wouldn't forgive him if he knew what he had done.

Anyway those are my extensive thoughts on the subject. I like the ideas but I'm not motivated enough to commit them to paper and write the fic.

[lichens-art]

Some Life Series interpretation lore (Some people call them headcanons... BUT NOT I!)

Basically a list of what I'm going to draw everyone as + some disjointed thoughts about how the biology/geology/magic works because I am an autistic little FREAK

(Okay to rb, just not putting this in the main tag because I'm embarrassed.)

Species list (● = More Human looking - ■ = More Furry looking)

Grian - ● Wither Skeleton + Vulture (Vanilla + Semi-Vanilla) (^ Resembles a turkey vulture specifically, unadded mob) Scar - ■ Cat (Vanilla) (^ Specifically a Jellie Cat) Mumbo - ● Human/Player (Vanilla) (^ Worlds most normalcore dude ♡) Jimmy - ● Tiny Bird (Twilight Forest) (^ Gold Finch Variety) Joel - ■ Hedge Spider (Twilight Forest) (^ Spider Centaur btw) Scott - ● Guardian (Vanilla) (^ Head 'crystals' are guardian thorns) Impulse - ● Minotaur (Twilight Forest) (^ Long Horn Cow, Pansy Moobloom) Skizzle - ● Valkyrie (Aether) (^ Wings are small and unusable) Tango - ● Blaze (Vanilla) (^ Has blaze rods circling his head) Etho - ■ Leucistic Fox (Vanilla) (^ Has Dark Gray/Light Brown markings, 'Domesticated' Fox) Bdubs - ■ Glare (Semi-Vanilla) (^Acts akin to skulk, but with docile moss, Unadded mob) Cleo - ● Zombie (Vanilla) (^ Doesn't burn in daylight due to mutation) Martyn - ● Creeper + Cat (Vanilla) (^ Makes Creeper noises but cannot explode) Ren - ■ Wolf (Vanilla) (^ I am implementing "More Mob Varients" ♡) Lizzie - ■ Aerbunny (Aether) (^ She rides on Joel's shoulders, also ears blend into hair) BigB - ● Human/Player (Vanilla) (^ He's just some guy ♡) GeminiTay - ● Deer + Skeleton (Twilight Forest + Vanilla) (^ Themes of chronic wasting disease, has a skeletal arm) Pearl - ● Boar (Twilight Forest) (^ Think about it, everyone's like "oh a passive mob i don't gotta worry-" and then THEY DIE AND DIE AND DIEEEEEE)

In my interpretation there's more dimensions than just The End and Nether. There's also the Twilight Forest and The Aether because those two mods register as Vanilla+ in my mind. (Also stuff like Glares, Mooblooms, Copper Constructs, etc. are here too because I'm a salty jackass and this is MY silly thing ♡)

People in this are more or less furry-esque due to exposure to magic. Scar lived in a more magical environment than Martyn, so he's more cat-like instead of more humanoid.

"Undeads" are just their own thing and not actually dead! They have light sensitivity to the point of burning/melting due to the sun leeching their magical energy. Skeletons are very thin naturally and have a high metabolism and very good eyesight. Their eyes are sunken and black but their pupils reflect lots of light like a cat's would. Zombies are slower and have a symbiotic relationship with a bacteria that helps them survive on less food but makes them smell kinda gross. Wither skeletons are similar to normal skeletons but are much faster, taller, and more muscular. Though, their bones are much more brittle.

Planets/Dimensions Radiate magic from within themselves, and Stars burn away their own magic and neutralize it with their light. (Hence why undeads burn in sunlight) The farther you go underground the more magical the lifeforms are. The Nether and Twilight Forest are both underground dimensions due to their planets being closer to their stars. The End is a gas giant with magic infused islands of rock that float naturally, though it is close to its star it's atmosphere is so dense that it isn't effected very much. Btw the Nether is Venus. I know this in my heart ♡ (the other three are just random high-magic planets that linked to The Overworld) The Aether is also a gas giant but is more linked to The Overworld's magic, thus when you fall into the core you wind up in The Overworld's atmosphere. Bedrock is infused with so much magic that it isn't breakable by mortal lifeforms.

Humans do exist! Btw! I know I only have two but listen... I'm a furry. Humans generally are more effected by magic than anything else, hence why there are so many human-like people in my interpretation.

That's all I have for now lol, enjoy my ramble. ♡

[thecookiefoster]

Hello again, it's Herb Anon! I am so sorry it took me so long to update you about our Cookies! Bear with me, this is going to be a DOOZY.

Okay, remember how we only had an Herb, a Capsaicin, a Madeleine and an Espresso Cookie at first? Yeahhhhh, that list doubled in less than 2 months.

First, we found a Clover Cookie singing near some squirrels, and it seems that he saw Herb on my shoulder and wanted to join him on his adventure! They're hanging out by the window, watching the sun shine brightly on the trees.

Second, we found a Moonlight at our window on a half moon night, with a Sea Fairy to accompany her. Sea Fairy wouldn't let us hold either of them until we earned her trust through giving them time, a lot of space, and having an Herb Cookie really helped out. Neither of them had a chip on them, so we went to the vet to verify, and it turns out they're both strays, so we adopted them and Herb Cookie is so happy!

Third, we found a lonely Black Pearl Cookie swimming in a cat food bowl (on the water side). She looked hungry, so we took her in and fed her, then brought her to the vet. They said that she also doesn't have a chip, so we adopted her too and she's really happy here! She wasn't very bitey though, is that normal?

Finally, we were at another location when an unchipped Pitaya Dragon Cookie weakly flew to us and passed out in my hand. We rushed him to the vet straight away, and they said that he should be fine, he's just very tired, hungry and thirsty. Little guy must've had a long trip. They had to put some fluids in his system to help him regain some strength, and we all helped nurse him back to health, although now he doesn't want to leave, so we kept him too! The vet said that he should rest for a little while, so we gave him a nice bed so that he can rest for the time being.

Any tips on how to care for the five Cookies I named above? I would really appreciate it!

Woah, now THAT’S a big increase-

Alright, I’ll give quick little bits of info about them all :D

-Clovers are fairly similar to Herbs. Both are nature lovers, so their caring tactics are very similar. You might also see some wild animals become attracted to your home whenever they start playing music, but the animals in question are usually docile and will leave by the time the music is finished.

-Moonlights and Sea Fairies are also easy to care for, especially since they’re together. Just keep a body of water nearby and do the normal caring procedures you’re all good! Also, as a lil bonus of having a Moonlight around, you have less of a chance of nightmares and more protection from Alluring Crescent Moon Moonlights :3

-I suppose the reason why your Black Pearl isn’t as bitey is because she already developed enough trust for you! Just make sure you keep the water they swim in clean :]

-The only thing I’d be REALLY careful of with Pitayas is things catching on fire, since their dragon breath has a VERY SMALL change to cause spontaneous combustions on nearby objects. Also, they might want to have some friendly spars with other cookies, so you’ll just have to make sure nobody gets severely hurt