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arcadia-of-pluto · 4 months ago

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Twist of Fate; Twenty Seven

Pairings; LADS OT4 x reader

Word count; 3,883

Themes; isekai, slow-burn (smut will be in the endings <3), canon divergence

Rating; 18+ for excessive swearing

Notes; So sorry it took me so long to update 😭 procrastination has been a real bitch + I got really into writing my Caleb fic. Also, I lost the 50/50 on Rafayel's birthday event banner and wanted to Alt + F4 my life ;-; I had 39 pity from last event, so I pulled 30 times and got a double of Sylus that I already had maxed out 😞 so now if I want them new Raf card, I have to spend money. I might just miss out on this one, as much as it pains me to say. I hate to miss out on a birthday card (since I've prided myself on having all b-day cards so far), but I can't justify spending for 50 more pulls (bc my luck is bad, I know it'll take all 50 times). I'll just save my guaranteed for the next banner. In all the gacha games I've played, I've never had as much bad luck as I do in lads 😭

Anyways, I have two more chapters of this already written and once I write some more in my Caleb fic, I'll officially post it! And then I really need to work on Divisa. But ToF should be getting close to ending soon? I'd say maybe 10 or more chapters. And there will be smut, however I can't find a way to work it into the plot right now so I'm not sure if it'll come in the Epilogue or in separate one-shot fashion. (I'm also very excited for chapter 28, it's the whole idea I wanted to write this in the first place, so I hope it comes out right! I haven't written in third person in so long…)

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After Xavier left that day…after Xavier’s figure disappeared from the doorway as he left, you didn’t see him again. His ominous final words ringing in your head and you internally curse him. You’ve been constantly wishing to see him, wanting to - needing to, but alas, he didn’t magically reappear in front of you like you wished him to.

Not even when his crowning ceremony rolled around, and no one found this odd. No one spoke word of Xavier, no one told you why. It was as if he never existed.

One whole month after your light had left you, you passed the exam to join the Order of the Lightseekers. Your first step to becoming a Grandis Knight, a dream you weren’t even sure you had anymore without Xavier. But you chose to continue down this path, it was all you had.

…Seconds…Minutes…Hours...

…Days…Weeks…Months…

Years.

The King had passed away and due to Philosian tradition, there was to be a 200-year mourning period before his successor took the throne.

200-years in this dream? Nah, surely…

Year after year, fewer people of Philos cared about whether someone would be King. The seat has been empty for so long now, and the planet has been so peaceful. What need is there for a King with no conflict?

During these 200-years, no one spoke of the prince nor of the ceremony to bestow the title of crown prince.

You felt as if you were losing your mind. Every day felt the same - monotonous. No Xavier, no Rafayel, Zayne, Sylus…Anyone. Well, besides Jeremiah. Your only friend in this world, in this dream. The only person keeping you afloat during these past 200-years.

How long have you been asleep?

A few hours?

Days, even.

How would you even know?

All you could do was continue this dream and hope the ending would be sooner, rather than later.

For 200-years, you swing your sword and work your way up in the Lightseeker ranks, making your way up to becoming the Commander of an elite squad of knights. Still thinking of Xavier, still hoping he’d come back and claim his throne so that you could be by his side, as his Grandis Knight.

And today was a monotonous day.

A day you felt like you’ve seen countless times.

You were leading your squad through the depths of a forest, fighting against Wanderers for several days at this point. And when night falls, you’re alone, perched on a boulder, planning the squads next move.

“Starfall Forest has always been home to an unstable Protofield…Not a single person made it out alive these past few months. I doubt we can take down the beast.” You turn your head as you hear Jeremiah walking toward you. A flask held out in front of you and you sigh before taking it from him to drink. “You’re ruining the mood. If the best knights in the Order of Lightseekers can’t defeat it, no one can.”

The beast was a gargantuan Wanderer, a monster of unprecedented proportions. You never expected to see such a creature in your lifetime. Though, you’d only seen it from afar while scoping out the area. You planned for your squadron to take out all of the smaller Wanderers and Protocore clusters first, and then take on the beast. But if Jeremiah is feeling doubtful…

The knights can’t afford to leave without, at least, trying. If this Wanderer escapes Starfall Forest, the whole planet is in danger.

“Xavier’s Gladius Ceremony took place here…Always brooding over that. Your persistence is - No, could it be…” Jeremiah’s eyebrows furrow and he looks at you with an amused expression on his face, as if ready to tease you.

“Nonsense!” You quickly brush him off. It’s not like you led your squad here, hoping you’d find Xavier…Jeremiah was always too damn perceptive. Afterall, he was one of the best knights under your leadership and the only person you could talk to about Xavier during these 200-years. “I wonder what happened to Xavier, but I would never sacrifice my squad just for that curiosity.”

Jeremiah sighs, “No need to get upset, it’s just…with the death of his majesty, your teacher went on an expedition into the starry sea.The Ligthseekers are supposed to serve the crown prince, but that bastard Xavier…We’re all scattered in the wind. Who knows how many already abandoned their knighthood. If things turned out differently, we wouldn’t be in this mess.”

While you can understand Jeremiah’s anger, there’s no use in venting about it. You shove the flask back toward him and shake your head, “Stop whining. We should rest while we can.” Jeremiah gives you a sullen look before he pats your shoulder and turns to walk away, “Will do, Commander.”

Then, silence.

You could faintly hear your squadron laughing amongst themselves before retiring for the night, the sound of leaves rustling in the wind, the sweet serenade of birds, the crackle coming from the fire in front of you as it slowly died out.

Darkness.

The trees in this forest were so ancient, their canopies so thick that not even moonlight could trickle through, but you stayed awake throughout this darkness. Well, more so, you couldn’t sleep. Not when you could faintly see a white figure within the depths of the forest.

With how dark it was, you shouldn’t have been able to see anything, but for some reason, this figure was cast in a soft light.

Your gaze met before it turned to walk away.

“It can’t be…” You mutter under your breath.

You don’t care what it was. Whether this was a figment of your imagination or just a delusion from how tired you were. You didn’t care. All that mattered was the possibility that this figure was Xavier.

You jump up to your feet and race into the forest.

You knew this was obviously a bad idea. What if you get lost within the darkness? How would your squadron go on without their commander? But none of that mattered with Xavier in front of you.

“Xavier!” You shout as you run, feeling the wind whipping against your cheeks. You could see his cloaked back and his movements weren’t too fast, but it was as if he wanted you to see him, but not catch up to him.

Maybe your mind really was playing tricks on you, but…

What if this was really Xavier?

“Xavier, wait!”

You could feel your breath hissing from your lips in harsh pants, your heart pounding in your chest, and in a moment of exhaustion, you blinked - and the figure was gone.

The forest…also vanished.

You were in the center of a starry galaxy, its expanse unending.

“Ah…so it was an illusion.” A broken laugh slips from your lips and you fall to your knees, defeated. “Fuck…” You squeeze your eyes shut as more curses slip out. “Damn it!” You run your fingers through your hair as you seemingly feel yourself spiraling through the galaxy around you. Spinning and tumbling through the endless nebula of space.

Was this an illusion too? Or some effect from a Wanderer? What was going on?

Darkness overcame you. You weren’t sure which way was up and which down. If it were night or day. Dreaming or restless.

But after what felt like an eternity, you hear it.

“Y/n…It’s you, isn’t it?”

That voice…

“Answer me! Where are you?!”

Why did he sound so worried? This was all an illusion anyways.

You felt so tired. You couldn’t even bring yourself to speak, tongue feeling like molasses in your mouth.

“Y/n!?”

Before you could give in to sleep, a brightness stung your eyes and you recoiled back with a wince. A beam of light?

You slowly, cautiously, opened your eyes, not sure if you were worried you’d see an illusion or if you’d still be encased in darkness. As this sense of exhaustion crept under your skin, you could still hear the anxious and terrified voice of someone - Xavier? - begging you not to fall asleep, pleading for you to just wake up.

Within the void of light, you could finally see Xavier.

Head drowsily tilting to the side as you squint your eyes. Is he really here this time? A hand, your hand, reaches out to lightly brush your fingertips along his cheek. His skin felt warm. A soft gasp leaves him before he shakes his head, grabbing your hand. “You can’t fall asleep…Let’s go home. Together.”

It was like a dream - this was a dream, so a dream within a dream, perhaps? Xavier returned to you…after 200-years. You should definitely be pissed off, but you weren’t. You were just happy to see his face, to hear his voice once more.

He was…also a Lightseeker? You won’t ask questions. Though it is a bit odd that he was one even though he seemingly went missing for 200-years.

After saving you from whatever darkness you were trapped in, he took you back to his base camp - on the other side of Starfall Forest. His squad was by no means official. Different badges donned the jackets on every single knight you passed by, each from another order. Though, you wouldn’t question it. You didn’t have the heart to ask anything, to shatter your reunion with Xavier.

“To think you were actually here! We all thought you went missing.” Jeremiah scoffs with a hand on his hip. “But 200-years, seriously, is that how much we mean to you?”

“I’ve been investigating the forest for the past few years. It’s always infested with Wanderers. I believe something is afoot.” Xavier says with his hand up to his chin as he thinks. Then, he shakes his head with a sigh, “The Lightseekers hunted down Wanderers in this area only for them to be reborn…What a waste of time. I figured we attack the problem at its source. We’ll be done with it once and for all.”

A command center had been set up using various equipment. While it was a makeshift set up, it proved to work surprisingly well. Xavier stood in front of a virtual map, calmly explaining his discoveries over the years to you and Jeremiah. His voice was monotone, yet firm. You watched Xavier walk to and fro before the big screen with a heavy heart. He seemed like his old self, but also…not.

Eventually, after all the other knights cleared out, you have a conversation with Xavier, one that would stick with you. It would cement the fact that while Xavier has always been in love with you - no, the main character - he would never dare to make the first move. You would bring up that you could have fallen in love by now, and he would calmly say, “Good.” As if he would’ve been okay with that. Even though 200-years ago, he had gotten jealous over Jeremiah standing too close to you. So instead, your gaze would be drawn to the tassel on his sword. It was the same charm, but the string had been swapped out.

You would bring up how much he cherishes the tassel, then ask if he remembered who gave it to him, yet he’d quickly change the subject to his squad’s spaceship.

It seemed he was always too busy for you lately, he was actively avoiding you as if he knew something you didn’t. He must’ve been keeping something from you.

You stitch together a quick plan with Jeremiah over the next few days and decide to act it out as Xavier’s squad returns from the forest.

“Are you sure?” Jeremiah raises a brow as you get comfortable in the grass. To which, you give him a quick thumbs up and a smile, “I’m counting on you to find out the truth from Xavier. Don’t overdo it, now.” The man chuckles with a small shrug, “Unnderstood. At least I can be of some help to you after all these years.”

As you spot Xavier and his squad returning, you quickly close your eyes and rest the back of your hand over your forehead. You have to mentally fight the urge to laugh as you hear Jeremiah put on his best panicked voice as he says, “Hey - Y/n! What’s wrong? Are you having another fit again?” To hide the smile creeping up your lips, you grimace instead and furrow your eyebrows together.

“What happened to her?” You hear Xavier question, his voice almost sounding a bit angry.

“I haven’t the slightest clue. Her condition only worsened ever since she escaped the illusion. We…weren’t able to tell you until now.” As Jeremiah finishes his sentence, you finally open your eyes with a squint, noticing how Xavier’s expression became grave. “Does it involve her heart?”

Oh…poor baby is probably reminded of his previous MC. While that does make you a bit upset, you can’t exactly do anything to stop this charade since you’re practically a puppet on a string in this dream. Which is why you can’t stop the next words that leave your lips.

“Yes…!” You wince, bringing a hand up to your chest as you fist the fabric of your shirt in your fingers. “It hurts so much…Like I’m being stabbed….Some weird energy must’ve…-”

“I swear on my honor that she was crying.” Jeremiah cuts you off. Man…He really does love dramatics. Not sure why he’s swearing on his honor though, when he’s lying. As you wrestled with the urge to complain about Jeremiah’s poor acting, Xavier turns his headset on and then picks you up.

“Are you still on the spaceship? I need to borrow it. Put Operation Backtrack on hold for now.”

Operation Backtrack…?

“Yes, at this very moment.”

“No, wait, Xavier!” You begin to panic for a moment, not wanting to ruin Xavier’s plans just for a little joke. Why was he freaking out so much anyways? “It’s fine, Xavier. You don’t need to use the spaceship! Everything’s okay.” You even jump a few times to show you’re just fine, but what truly hurts your heart is Xavier’s reaction. An expression akin to a kicked puppy washes over his face as he questions, “You lied to me?”

“I…had no choice. You wouldn’t tell me anything, wouldn’t talk to me…wouldn’t even look at me.” You frown, looking down at your boot-clad feet. Then, you hear him sigh before his hand plops on top of your head to ruffle your hair, “As long as you’re healthy.”

“Were you anxious? Hmm…What did you discover? Does it have to do with someone’s heart?” You question, tilting your head to the side as Xavier lets out another exasperated sigh, “It’s all just speculation. Hence why I didn’t tell you…It’s not just a person’s heart. This concerns the entire planet. We found out the secret Philos has been hiding.”

What you learnt next, you’d never forget.

The Wanderers that Xavier killed - the ones you’ve all been killing…weren’t just Wanderers. They used to be civillains, knights…affected by Protocores and the Ether. Turned into these creatures by the unstable energy on this planet. In exchange for the planet’s longevity, the royal family sacrificed their people to fuel the core. And Wanderers would be born as a result of this. The only ones who knew of this dark truth were the royal family themselves and their loyal Lightseekers. But, for some reason, the royals stopped sending people to Philos’ heart. This should be a good thing, however…That only means they found the perfect sacrifice, one that could power the planet for longer than thousands of civilians.

A woman who could die and be reborn without end. A sacrifice who was seen as the planet’s very life force for she was the only being who achieved true immortality. The royal family was planning to send her to the planet’s heart when the time was right and, if they did so, all of their problems would be solved. Though one person stood in their way, and that was Xavier.

He was one of the only ones who felt empathy for her. For how no one asked how she felt, if she wanted to be a sacrifice - knowing that she’d be left in a hole to die and be reborn again…and again. Her duty was to save Philos because her existence works in such a manner.

This was the justification for why Xavier didn’t hold his crowning ceremony. Why he disappeared for 200-years.

After this, the topic was never spoken of again. You didn’t wonder who the woman, the perfect sacrifice was. The only thing on your mind was the ever mysterious “operation backtrack” that Xavier had mentioned. A plan that brought Jeremiah to his side, but also a plan that you knew nothing of. The only information you knew about the plan was that he, Jeremiah, and a few others were planning on leaving Philos. Leaving you behind. The trip was purely experimental, to go through time and space. No one wanted to risk losing you if the operation went poorly, so you would stay with thousands of other people on this dying planet while they looked for a way to keep it alive.

While they did successful test runs, nothing is ever perfect.

That’s when Xavier tells you the true reason he wanted you to stay behind. Well, ‘tells’ is not the right word, but he insinuates his reasoning. He speaks of how he isn’t the only one who could sit on the throne to which you remind him of what he said over 200-years ago. That he wouldn’t allow you become another’s knight nor let you stand by someone else’s side. Then, the conversation turns toward the girl who gave him the star-shaped tassel. He wasn’t wearing his sword today, but you were still reminded of it every time you looked at him.

With the soft tone in his voice, that was all it took for you to realize…She was the girl. The ‘perfect sacrifice’. The one who could die and be reborn. Your heart was in shambles, but you’re glad you’re not actually this knight version of yourself. The heartbreak of this whole situation would be too much for you, along with the embarrassment that comes afterward when learning that she was you this whole time. That you were jealous over yourself.

That’s when you decide to stay on Philos. While you staying was set in stone already, you wanted to make this decision. You would stay here to protect everyone on the planet while Xavier and his group left to find a way to revive Philos and save his love in the process. And as you voice your conviction, your heart stills as Xavier’s reply.

“The King in the legend, who leads Philos into an age of light and immortality…The wearer of the crown will instead be Queen.”

After 200-years of silence, the planet would finally greet the light of a new hope.

As you go from Knight to Queen, you take off the star-shaped badge from your jacket. The badge that signified your knighthood and placed it in Xavier’s open palm. “While I can’t accompany you myself, my heart will.”

“Is this the little star your majesty promised me all those years ago?” He has a glint of amusement in his eyes and you quickly backtrack, “Forget what I said! That tassel is really important to you, I could never dare to replace it.”

“Hmm…” Xavier hums for a moment before he decides to say something, something that you don’t quite understand. “Your majesty doesn’t need to do that. Allow me to divulge a secret…Only one person has given me a little star.”

A few weeks pass and now today is your coronation. You were never trained on how to be a Queen, what you should do, how to rule over the populous. Your knights, the Grandis Knights and Lightseekers should be by your side, but the one you truly want next to you, refuses to do so. His group, the Backtrackers, left the Lightseekers and were now regarded as traitors, so it’s clear as to why he won’t stand by your side, but…It’s frustrating.

Years pass as the Backtrackers leave for a prolonged period of time and come back empty handed. It seems they haven’t found the right time period yet.

The goal of the Backtrackers…It seems Xavier had lied to you yet again. You don’t believe they’re trying to save Philos anymore. And when you bring this up to Xavier, he stays silent and looks away. Your eyes notice something new adorning the hilt of Xavier’s sword. In place of his star-shaped charm on his tassel was the badge you gave him. He brushes your worries to the side with ease, saying that he hasn’t changed, but you’re unsure of his true goals at this point.

After he leaves, you step out onto the balcony, listening to the cheers of civilians, praising their new Queen. Your eyes dart around, searching for Xavier in the crowd, yet you don’t catch a glimpse of him. Instead, you sigh and brace yourself against the railing, thinking back to the day Xavier saved you in Starfall Forest and came back into your life.

You remember how Xavier spoke with a worried tone, words dripping with anxiety as he asked if you were hurt, if you were alright. You recall the confusion swirling around your head, the paranoia that you were dreaming, and how you stretched your arm out to touch his cheek. How he nuzzled his face into your palm. His hand reached up to grab yours, reassuring you that you weren’t dreaming. How furious you were at him, hitting him and he told you to hit him as many times as you wanted to. Hit him until you felt better. You remembered how you stood up to walk away, almost falling over in the process. Still terrified and weak from your time under the illusion. How he effortlessly lifted you up onto his back, telling you that even if you could walk, he would gladly carry you regardless. How you both looked up at the stars and reminisced about Uluru, your little planet.

And finally, you recalled how when he thought you were asleep, he promised he’d always be by your side.

But he lies.

He’s lied to you time and time again. Over and over and over again.

He said he’d take you to the new planet he discovered. He said he didn’t want to be King, but refused to let you stand by another’s side. He said he’d return when you miss him…He said when you became the Queen of Philos, he’d be your knight. He abandoned you.

Your hand clenched into a tight fist as you tear your gaze away from the dazzling fireworks that illuminate the night sky. You leave the balcony and retreat to the darkness of the cold and empty throne room.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown.

As you leave the balcony, a spaceship soars across the sky like a shooting star, disappearing into the night. Your footsteps echoed in the empty room. No one would be by your side. You knew, deep down, the Backtrackers wouldn’t be coming back this time.

Not now. Not ever.

Your star has left you and this time…he will not return home.

Today is a BIG update today, so i hope yall are prepared for a Divisa update, the first drabble of my Caleb series (not the moon and sun, but another one), and maybe a little poll for another one I want to work on.

This won't be that edited though, because my Tumblr is freaking the fuck out just from 3k words.

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squib-fandoms · 3 months ago

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LADS Royalty AU (Xavier + Rafayels story!)

The royalty AU is pretty much like any royalty manga you could read. The story would be split up mostly, with the kingdoms interacting occasionally for trades or to help out their allies, but each kingdom also has their own problems to focus on! Though I'm also trying to keep elements of Love and Deepspace still present in the AU Also I've put my ocs in the story but please feel free to put your own ocs in my AU's! If you do anything with my AU tag #stars royalty au PLEASE!!! I would love to see literally anything!! esp if you put your own ocs in and what you do with the little story I have so far!

Philos Kingdom

A kingdom in the sky, literally a floating island! The kingdom is ruled by Xavier's parents, making him the prince and soon to be king

Xavier isn't really interested in being the prince or becoming the king, too much work. He'd rather spend his days sleeping and eating or practicing swordsmanship with Jeremiah! Anything else is just too much work and not what he wants in life.

Jeremiah comes from a wealthy family that has close connections with Xavier's parents, making Xavier and Jeremiah friends since they were really little. Xavier isn't very expressive in general and Jeremiah does not get special treatment, no matter how much Jeremiah means to him. Still, the two of them understand each other better then anyone else.

Jeremiah has grown accustomed to having non-expressive friends as he also grew up with Daye. Jeremiah met Daye at school when they were thirteen, training to be Grandis Knights. Daye isn't very expressive but is pleased that Jeremiah doesn't seem to mind and even learns to read her emotions easily(From being friends with Xavier!)

Daye's family is filled with knights, it was drilled into her head that she would dedicate her entire life to royalty and protect them. Part of this is why Daye isn't so expressive, knights don't need emotions, only loyalty, something that Daye is. She quickly became the best in the class, known for striking her opponents without hesitation or care. That said, she was also avoided a lot because of this, but no one could doubt her skill.

Her and Jeremiah passed and became knights! Jeremiah was quickly promoted as Grandis Knight because of his skill AND close relation with Xavier. Meanwhile, Daye stayed a normal knight, easily overlooked most times. Jeremiah recommended Daye to be Xavier's second Grandis Knight, explaining that Daye was the best in the class and that he thinks that Xavier would get along with her. Xavier trusts Jeremiah's judgement and promotes Daye to his Grandis Knight.

Things are slow between them since neither of them are talkative, yet both are drawn towards each other from curiosity. Daye is curious about Xavier carefree personality, someone who can just sit back and relax, someone who would rather eat or sleep then do their duties. it was a life Daye could never even imagine. Xavier was curious about the woman who never spoke, who never let a hint of emotion come to light, and yet still sparkled so brightly when talking to Jeremiah. He was curious of her skill, someone else who surpassed Jeremiah skill wise, he wanted to train with her.

Xavier kept trying to get Daye to say more then 5 words to him and eventually found out about Ellie, Daye's childhood friend. Apparently her parents had worked for the alchemist lab in the castle. Xavier instantly got Ellie the head alchemist title, trying to get Daye to like him.

Years ago, Ellie's parents were in the lab, doing experiments when it all went wrong. One of the subjects began to grow black crystals all over their body, experiencing a major mood shift and making them extremely violent. An outbreak started with a new disease titled Protocore Disease. Coming into contact with the people infected is enough to spread the disease. The cure is being worked on actively and can be fought off early on(It doesn't go away and you'd have to be monitored, but it can be held back in a non-infectious way), but once the black crystals completely take over the only known cure is death. Ellie has been working hard to find a cure for the Protocore Disease, feeling guilty for her parents mistakes.

Xavier gets extremely jealous seeing Daye interact with Jeremiah and Ellie. Xavier realizes his growing feelings towards Daye and tries to make advances with her, which she bluntly shuts down. What Xavier is interested in though, is the fact that Daye never rejects him based on her feelings, but rather that she's a knight, its her duty to protect him and how it would never work out between them. Which gives him hope. Daye ends up being more then just Xavier's knight one day, since Xavier requested that Daye personally help him out just so he could see her more.

Daye and Ellie are childhood friends who are now living together! The both of them are actually HUGE nerds, but Daye never got to pursue anything educational since that was not her purpose in life, still, Ellie is the only one that Daye allows herself to be super nerdy in front of(and just expressive in general, just like how Ellie is the least nervous in front of Daye) Funfact!! Ellie has reading glasses so she doesn't need them all the time, whereas Daye actually needs glasses and wears contacts to see! Anyways, Daye helps Ellie out whenever she can because she REALLY likes what Ellie does and understands it! The only other person Ellie really yaps to is Jeremiah, but it's always an accident. She just gets so carried away when he talks to her first and then he listens so carefully to what she's saying, she can't help but explain everything she knows, and then gets embarrassed and worried that she's being annoying. Though Jeremiah doesn't mind Ellie speaking at all and really likes it because his friends are Xavier and Daye, the least talkative people ever, so its really nice to have someone that makes having a conversation easy!

Lemuria Kingdom

Rafayel is the prince of the Lemuria Kingdom, a large kingdom located deep underwater. Recently however, more and more Lemurians have begun to go missing. Rafayel has never been too fond of his princely duties, he hates being tied down, but with the disappearances his guards have become more and more strict in keeping Rafayel caged and safe.

One day however, he managed to slip past and swim away, off to explore the ocean and catch up with his fishie friends! On his expedition he got caught in a net trap and brought upon a ship, forced into a tank that was too small, and was going to be sold.

On the ship, he met Rayne, also held as a captive. Days passed and the two of them talked to keep each other company, unable to do much with their hands and feet bound. Every day he watched Rayne struggle against the rope binding her wrists, until she had finally cut through them using the anchor that was on the ground. She had cut the ropes from Rafayel's wrists and grabbed the tank, slowly inching him towards the small window and helping him escape.

Unfortunately, she does not know how to swim, so she must remain in the ship. Rafayel, however, works with his fishie friends to cause massive waves, crashing the ship and saving Rayne, bringing her to the nearest island. From there, the two learn that they are both royalty that like to live carefree an escape from their duties. Rafayel brings Rayne back to her kingdom, but the two still sneak out to meet up.

Rafayel 100% talks about Rayne to Talia, clasping hands together with the biggest smile on his face LOL Anyways, speaking of Talia, since Rafayel's parents have been missing for some time, Talia has taken over raising Rafayel and being a stand in ruler.

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katyahina · 7 months ago

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Dark Souls 1 faces references Part 9: Patches, Siegmeyer, Sieglinde, Mildred, Crestfallen Knight, Crestfallen Merchant

Patches

According to Rayan, his hair data is black, and I can honestly believe it seeing how on Demon Souls we did see him with black facial hair (cursed), and in Dark Souls 3 and Elden Ring his hair data is also dark! You can sort of tell from what body hair looks like too but personally I write this off as NPC models limitation and ignore it. This man never grew a single body hairling in his entire life.

His eye color appears to be inconsistent; dark green in DS1, greyish green in DS3 and just bright grey in Elden Ring. I suppose this is the spectrum, just as long as it isn't blue or brown?

Siegmeyer

Looks just as goofy as he is supposed to! I like how they did put effort in making him 'smile'!

Sieglinde

I previously assumed that she and her dad would share an eye color, but turns out her brown is also different! It is more amber eyes than it is brown eyes, to think of it...

Mildred

From the 3/4 view, you can see how strong her skulls are supposed to be! I like when characters are still distinct despite creator's limitations like that. And.. yeah, yet ANOTHER person you thought had blue eyes but it is that same shade of greyish-green!

Crestfallen Knight

Crestfallen Merchant

The guy in a nook in outer Sen's Fortress if you've missed him. (I didn't >:3 ) Also the one who is made to artificially look taller than player by his model moved slightly up in invisible collision above the floor level. I suppose I see the intent here and he is supposed to be tall.

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So yeah, thanks everyone for dealing with dashboard being bombarded with these checking all of these! This is all of them! I am very happy with them and to learn the truth about eye colors and some extra stuff as someone who wants my fanarts to be accurate!

A little shame that there are no screenshots of exact sliders so characters could be easily recreated in the game to play as, but I say this is still a VERY good start! I remind you that it's been over a DECADE and this is still the very first instance of actually getting proper look at the faces @_@ Maybe some time later? I am also very surprised that nobody still was curious about weird glitch with Grana's model where two models belong to the same NPC.. but who knows, maybe from this point on, someone could finally shed a light on how exactly Fromsoft managed to do THIS?

Again, you need to remember that Dark Souls 1 creator didn't have much room for things like scars, freckles and such compared to later creators, so there are valid things to add as headcanon! However, for some reason, 'male' models have a mole on their left sholder and 'female' models have a mole on their neck by default?

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Part 1: Oscar, Ricard, Solaire, Anastacia

Part 2: Reah, Petrus, Vince, Nico, Leeroy

Part 3: Pharis/Evlana, Americus, Forest Hunter (Cleric), Beatrice, Dusk

Part 4: Shiva, Shiva's Bodyguard, Forest Hunter (Sorcerer), Forest Hunter (Thief), Forest Hunter (Bandit)

Part 5: Quelana, Jeremiah, Grana, Cut Content Character, Domhnall

Part 6: Darkmoon Knightess, Lautrec, Lautrec's Helper (Sealer), Lautrec's Helper (Warrior)

Part 7: Ingward, Kirk, Oswald, Havel, Tarkus

Part 8: Griggs, Logan, Rickert, Crystal Knight, Laurentius

Part 9: Patches, Siegmeyer, Sieglinde, Mildred, Crestfallen Knight, Crestfallen Merchant (you are here)

* Shots of characters' faces datamined and provided by RayanTheMad on Twitter + rayanwasalsotaken on Discord!

* Twitter thread with the faces here: ( x )

* Data for characters Ciaran, Darkmoon Soldier (Balder) and Darkmoon Soldier (Berenike) doesn't exist and they simply copy the last face loaded, when there wasn't any loaded they use default placeholder data

#siegmeyer of catarina #sieglinde of catarina #maneater mildred #crestfallen knight #crestfallen merchant #trusty patches #dark souls #dark souls 1 #dark souls reference #screenshots #datamined faces #not art

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scoonsalicious · 1 year ago

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Oh pookie my pookie🩷🩷 As usual, u r the absolute best! DELIVERED. LAWYERED.

Literally my face when reading

Okay, I did not see that coming. She spiralled out real BAD. At the same time i was cheering for her (yeah fuck that bad decision and leave him dry!!) i am also worried for her mentally and physically which can be seen at the end of chp 24 P1.😭😭 She’s going to self destruct until she feels like she absolutely fuck Bucket out of her system. (Pocket really really loves him which makes this an infinite amount of times sadder)

Oh Bucky…. you suck butt

About Sam being here… for now… please don’t let anything happen to Dark Chocolate😂 So other than Sam being injured, or Pocket getting kidnapped… what if Buckwheat somehow replaced Sam in the mission (is that even possible?😂) because he’s going to reappear in chp 25. There’s a lot of possibility that I can think of but i don’t think Sam would just leave Pocket alone. He’s not that kind of guy. He will stick with her just like how Tony would. So something must’ve happened to him.

AND, if Bucky is there… then fucker cunthage will be there which is NOT good for our Pocket. Because you did say Pocket and John only have one more confrontation? (is that the word you use? but u know what i mean😂)

I do hope Bucket will be able to ‘escape’ from the claws of that bitch. But my end theory about Buckaroo and Jennifer having a show down is FIXED. I need him to beat the shit out of Jeremiah PLEASE😭😂.

I can’t wait for the next part and Buckdoodles reappearance, Pocket’s so called knight in shining armour😂. Also a tiny (like really tiny) shoutout to Bucket for not giving up. Possessive little shit. My heart did the flutter when he calls her ‘baby’😂. Can’t imagine what he’ll do knowing our Pocket fucking around.

Rough sexy time? 😏 Or full puppy cry?😂

Our sexy macho❤️

Anyways as usual, amazing writing Pookie. I love you sooo muchhhhh.🩷🩷

Meowahhh~

Thank you so much, Bestie! Literally my face as I wrote it:

She's gonna try to fuck Bucky outta her system, that's for sure. How successful she'll be, well, who can say? I mean, she loves him SO FUCKING MUCH, she's over here like:

It's Buckback Mountain up in dis bitch.

Don't worry 'bout Ole' Sammy. I'll say that part of your guess is correct, but I'm not going to tell you which one! And I'll say this: Bucky shows up without his shadow. When Cunthage eventually does reappear, it's not Bucky who she's coming for. Is that vague enough? lol

When Bucket Finds Out about Pocket's Fucking Around, he's upset, obvi, but he handles it differently than I think any of us would expect him to, and I'm absolutely going to fully address it in a post-series smut oneshot.

Also, thank you for that Bucky gif; it is giving me (to quote The Giver) stirrings. lol

I thank you so much, as always, for your kind words and your thoughts and discussion! Pookie loves you oodles and oodles!

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missheavenfield1215 · 1 year ago

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Ok but- Hear me Out, Fakiru fans!!

For years, I've been reading so many Fakiru fanfictions that I'm surprised I didn't realize this, until about three days ago...

I was cleaning my house while my music was playing and that's when I found my sketchbooks from 5 years ago... And I was really surprised that every song that was played had some relation to my drawings...

So here I will leave you the songs that I feel fit the most with the Fakir x Ahiru couple.

This song talks about a war and the singer mentions that when he thinks he is fighting the war alone, he remembers her with him on the front lines of battle. He also says that as hope fades, he now only needs her name to know the reasons why he is fighting.

If you ask me, it sounds exactly like the plot of the first part of the series.

If I can let the memory heal

I will remember you with me on that field

When I thought that I fought this war alone

You were there by my side on the frontline

When I thought that I fought without a cause

You gave me a reason to try

Turn the page I need to see something new

For now my innocence is torn

We cannot linger on this stunted view

Like rabid dogs of war

I will let the memory heal

I will remember you with me on that field

When I thought that I fought this war alone

You were there by my side on the frontline

And we fought to believe the impossible

When I thought that I fought this war alone

We were one with our destinies entwined

When I thought that I fought without a cause

You gave me the reason why...

This song gives me so many Fakir vibes... He needs the love of the person he loves to keep fighting his fatal destiny. He's completely used to putting his own needs aside to protect Mytho and Ahiru, so deep down he must think that he just needs to be by her side so that his motivation doesn't disappear.

The here and now will bow to him to only serve one purpose

To keep your peace

He takes on the world all in a stride

And your wounds will be his scars

So won't you remember when the night comes

He will need your open arms

For to be invincible

He needs your love

I truly believe that if Fakir wanted to confess his love, it would be with this song.

The writing is beautiful without falling into the explicit and far-fetched... The song is cryptic enough to let Ahiru know what he wants to tell her without feeling so ashamed of his desperate feelings.

Chills come racing down my spine

Like a storm on my skin, with shaking hands

I'll guide your sweet soul into mine

Until I feel you within and I know

I know that it's all about understanding

Am I hidden inside your beautiful soul as it's crying for love

To conquer the day slowly dawning

I want you to know you're the heart of my temple of thought

So when you're restless I will calm the ocean for you

In your sorrow I will dry your tears

When you need me I will be the love beside you

I'll take away all your fears

I'll take away all of your fears

So you can let go all your fears

These songs have inspired me for years when writing my fanfiction Fakir x Ahiru, I would be very happy if more people knew about the existence of these songs so I could get some inspiration...

And I'm going to put here a drawing of me while listening to Temple Of Thought

The Loyal Knight and the Princess of his Dreams

#fakiru #fakir x ahiru #fakir x duck #princess tutu #poets of the fall #spotify #ahiru arima #ahiru #fakir #princess tutu fakir

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cilantroodon · 6 months ago

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The Foretelling

@thesorcerersapprentice tagged me a while ago (my bad) to find tarot cards that represent my characters in acts 1, 2, and 3 of my project. This was a fun challenge, because I've actually been working on a second ✨unique✨ cartomancy deck based on this novel, and I'm not very familiar with tarot.

The Vulture

The High Priestess -> Knight of Wands -> Ace of Pentacles

In Act 1, the Vulture is the only main character with solid intuition, and her perceptiveness is what initiates the whole conflict. She is the one to push for her and the Wizard's journey, one which changes dramatically the lifestyles available to her in Act 3.

The Wizard

The Hermit reversed -> Six of Swords reversed -> Temperance

The Wizard begins as a literal hermit, one whose loneliness is destroying his well-being, and the middle act covers his deep struggle to move on from the isolation he is used to. In Act 3, he has moderated his extremist views to be able to work with others.

The Princess

Two of Pentacles -> Judgement -> The World

The Princess' path is one of moving from precariousness and indecision to a sense of balance. The world opens up to her once she pulls away from the people using her and begins to see the reality of her situation and relation to power.

The Queen

Page of Wands -> King of Cups -> Two of Cups

The Queen is both impulsive and independent, and an empathetic leader. She plays foil to the Princess, so, as their differences become less extreme, they are able to form a balanced partnership. And kiss about it.

The General

King of Wands -> Five of Swords -> The Tower

The General has a staggering degree of usurped power in Act 1, which he ruthlessly defends over the second act, and ultimately, that is what causes his downfall. His destruction of others' trust makes his cruelty more and more transparent to even his inner circle by Act 3.

I don't post about my writing much besides the occasional context-less blorbo tag, but I would like to change that. So I "tag" anyone else who has a writing project that they don't normally post about! Also @coffeeandcalligraphy (would LOVE to see this for Callahan or Jeremiah et. al. + I think you know more about tarot than I do 😭) and @featherword (I don't know nearly as much about your wip as I'd like to and everything I see intrigues me). :]

#writing

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mikaela-granger · 7 months ago

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The Long Wait (Season 5) Chapter 13

Map of the Seven Knights

Fandom: Grimm

Pairing: Sean Renard/OFC

The Long Wait Masterlist

A/N: The group get their hands on some more keys.

***Lorelei’s POV***

The next morning, Sean and Lorelei checked out of the hotel and went in their separate directions. Sean headed to work, while Lorelei had to get her iron infusion done before heading home. After being hooked up to the IV, Lorelei pulled out her phone and was checking her email when Nick called.

“Hey bro, what’s up?”

“Hey, uh, did you have a good weekend?”

Lorelei nodded. “I did. But I get the feeling you aren’t calling me about that.”

Nick chuckled. “No, you’re right. Uh, I just left Monroe and Rosalee’s. Monroe got a call from his Uncle Felix in Germany about some Grimm books he got his hands on.”

Lorelei raised an eyebrow. “Oh really?”

“Yeah. He contacted Monroe because he knew he was friends with a couple of Grimms. Thought we might be interested in buying them.” Nick sounded almost giddy. “He sent through a photo of one, and I gotta tell you. It looks really old. There were wesen in there that even Monroe and Rosalee had never heard of.”

“Do we know how many books? How much he wants for them?”

“No, not yet.” Nick replied. “He’ll get back to us once he’s appraised them or something.”

“Alright. Well, let me know and I’ll see what I can contribute.” Lorelei told him. “Maybe they can replace some of the ones we lost in the fire.”

“Yeah, that’s what Rosalee suggested. Anyway, I better go. I’ll keep you updated.”

As Lorelei ended the call, she felt her inner history nerd getting excited at the prospect of gaining access to some old books. How many hands had those books passed through? What new wesen would they learn about through them?

Less than an hour later, Lorelei was pulling into her driveway, eager to see the kids. Before leaving the hospital, Lorelei had called Adalind who advised her that her and Angela had the kids over at Nick and Adalind’s house. After setting their luggage under the stairs and greeting the pets, Lorelei headed next door.

“Mama, you’re back.” Diana greeted Lorelei as she entered the back door.

“Just in time for lunch.” Angela told her as Diana gave Lorelei a big hug.

“Mama!” Olivia squealed excitedly from the highchair she was perched in.

Lorelei pressed a kiss to the top of Diana’s head before moving over to Olivia and doing the same. “What’s for lunch?” Lorelei asked taking a seat beside Olivia.

“Tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches.” Adalind replied, placing bowl of soup and a sandwich in front of Diana.

“Sounds delicious.” Lorelei commented as Angela served up a couple of dishes in front of Olivia.

The women and children ate their lunch, with Lorelei helping Olivia with her soup. Angela asked Lorelei how she was feeling following her iron infusion. “Maybe a little bit of a headache and some nausea, but other than that. I feel ok.” Lorelei answered before finishing up the last of her soup. Thankfully, the nausea wasn’t so bad that she couldn’t eat.

“Perhaps you should go take a nap, make sure that headache doesn’t get any worse.” Angela suggested.

Adalind nodded. “Angela’s right. We’ve got the kids. Go and rest. I imagine you didn’t get a lot this weekend.” She said, waggling her eyebrows.

Lorelei snorted. “I suppose you’re right.” Lorelei said before glancing at the girls. “But I should spend some time with them.”

“They’ll be here when you wake up.” Angela reminded her.

After a short debate, Lorelei eventually conceded. She was tired and the headache had increased in intensity. Stopping in the kitchen to get a bottle of water from the fridge, Lorelei headed upstairs and got changed before curling up in bed. She was out like a light.

***Sean’s POV***

It was late afternoon when Sean had his meeting with Andrew, Jeremiah and Rachel to discuss Andrew’s campaign. “Polls have got a dead heat. If the election were held tomorrow, it could go either way.” Jeremiah explained to them.

Rachel looked at him. “We’ve taken the high road and Galligher hasn’t.” She pointed out as she looked at Andrew. “We have to stop being the nice guy.”

Andrew shrugged. “I’m not trying to be a nice guy. I just don’t want this campaign to be like every other campaign. I don’t want to get elected because I’m the guy they hate the least.”

Jeremiah scoffed. “Pointing out a couple of flaws about your opponent does not make you the bad guy.” Jeremiah told him.

“If you wrestle a pig –.” Andrew started to say.

“You get dirty, and the pig likes it.” Rachel finished. “But George Benard Shaw is not running for the Mayor of Portland.”

“And you don’t wrestle a pig. You take him to slaughter. And you make bacon.” Sean said looking at Andrew.

Rachel leant forward. “How do you suggest we make bacon out of Galligher?”

“Well, first you fatten him up with some youthful indiscretions, and then you slit his throat with a couple of covered-up drug charges.” Sean explained. “And finally, you gut him with gambling debts, some favours paid out to known associates of the mob.”

Andrew had narrowed his eyes and was looking between the other three. A smile had crossed Jeremiah’s face. “Is any of that true?” He asked Sean.

“All of it.” Sean answered. “It was discovered during an undercover operation and then later buried with political favour.”

Andrew sighed. “Look, whether it’s true or not, I still don’t like using it.”

“The public has a right to know who they’re gonna elect.” Rachel told him. “And it wouldn’t come from us; that’s what the press is for.”

When Sean entered his bedroom that evening, he found his wife laying down with a heat pillow resting on her head. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah. Just this headache that won’t go away.” Lorelei told him. “Apparently, it’s a common side effect of an iron infusion. That and the nausea.”

Sean sat down beside her, “They are also symptoms of preeclampsia.” He reminded her.

Lorelei looked up at him. “The headache isn’t severe. It’s just…there.” Sean pursed his lips and Lorelei grabbed his hand. “How about this? If I still have a headache in the morning, you can drop me off at the ER on your way to work.”

Sean gave her hand a gentle squeeze. “I’d come in with you.”

“There is no point in both of us being bored. They’d just be doing tests.”

“We’ll talk about it in the morning.” Sean told her, pressing his lips to hand.

The next morning the headache and nausea was still present. Leaving the girls in Angela’s capable hands, Lorelei allowed Sean to drive her to the ER. There was a bit a debate in the car about Sean staying, but eventually he conceded in dropping his wife off and going to work.

***Lorelei’s POV***

Lorelei was grateful she didn’t have to wait too long before being called back in the ER. The nurse was understanding when Lorelei explained the sitation and got Lorelei set up in a bed. After obtaining a urine and blood sample, the nurse sent them off and Lorelei sat waiting in the bed for the results. As she was waiting, she received another call from Nick.

“How are you going? Sean said you weren’t feeling well.”

Lorelei sighed. “It’s just some side effects from the iron infusion. I’m fine, but I agreed to come to the ER for Sean’s piece of mind.” Lorelei explained to him. “Now, have you heard back from Monroe’s Uncle?”

“I did actually. Met him last night.”

“He’s in Portland?”

“Yeah. And he has 20 Grimm books.”

Lorelei let out a whistle. “Wow. How much does he want for them?”

Nick paused. “$100,000.”

“Holy crap, that’s like 5 grand a piece.” Lorelei sighed. “I figured they’d be expensive, but not that expensive.”

“I know. He says we’ve got less than 24 hours to give him an answer.” Nick paused. “I’m waiting to hear back from H.W. regarding whether they can provide any funds. Meisner is seeing what he can do. Apparently Black Claw may be interested in the books.”

“Why?”

“To destroy them. Eve says that Black Claw wants to eradicate all things Grimm including Grimms.” Nick sighed. “I hate to ask, but how much would you be able to put forward.”

“I could do 25 up front, but I’d need some more time to get anymore. Even then, I’d probably still fall short. 75 max.” Lorelei told him.

“Would that completely wipe you out?”

Lorelei shook her head. “Nah. But a lot of my investments or funds are tied up in things I can’t access right away. Like the trust funds I have set up for all the kids, including Kelly.”

“Damn, you are doing pretty well with your investments.”

Lorelei chuckled. “Yeah. I guess so. Anyway, maybe Monroe’s uncle would be happy with some kind of written guaraentee he was going to get his money.”

“Maybe.”

Lorelei looked up as the curtain was pulled open and a doctor stepped in. “I gotta go. Let me know what happens.” She said before ending the call. “Hi. Sorry about that.”

The doctor smiled at her. “It’s not a problem. I’m Dr Rochester by the way. I’ve got the results from your tests. There is no sign of protein in your urine, and although your blood pressure is high, it seems to be in a normal range for you.”

Lorelei let out a sigh of relief. “So, the headache and nausea is probably just a side effect of the iron infusion.”

Dr Rochester nodded. “More than likely. Although considering your history, it’s better to be safe then sorry. I’m sure you know how quickly things can go bad.”

Lorelei smiled. “Indeed, I do. So, I can go home?”

***Nick’s POV***

The day had certainly been eventful, for a lack of better word. However, it had ended up with the trunk of books worth killing over, in their hands. Tragically, Monroe’s Uncle Felix had been one of the people killed by the men tracking the books for Black Claw. After taking care of Black Claw’s men, Nick and Monroe returned to the spice shop, trunk in hand, so to speak. In the basement of the spice shop, Nick, Hank, Wu, Trubel, and Rosalee stood around watching as Monroe picked the lock of the trunk. “Ok. That should do it.” Monroe mumbled under his breath. Setting his lockpick set to the side, he opened the trunk.

“Let’s get them out of there.” Nick told them.

“Gently, gently.” Monroe reminded the group as everyone carefully removed the books from the trunk.

“There a lot more stuff in here than just books.” Trubel said excitedly.

Nick turned around and watched as Monroe and Trubel removed the panels of wood lining the bottom of the trunk. The removal of the false bottom revealed an array of ancient weapons.

“Oh, that’s incredible.” Rosalee commented from beside Nick.

“That is a lot of stuff.” Wu said in awe.

“Looks like we got our trailer back.” Hank added with a smile.

The entire group was in awe of the contents of the trunk, from the books to the weapons. It was an incredible find. Nick couldn’t wait to show Lorelei. She was gonna go nuts. Old books and old weapons, so much history. This was right up her alley. As the others were gathered around the table, Monroe was examining the trunk. “Something about this lock…” He commented quietly. “It’s bigger than it needs to be.”

“I still don’t understand why they would kill people for all this.” Rosalee said as she glanced around at their finds. “It’s only real value is to a Grimm.”

“Black Claw is trying to destroy everything that has to do with Grimms.” Trubel informed her.

Hank looked up from the book he had. “Hey. Look at this one. It’s not like the others. It’s like some kind of family tree, book of ancestory.” He explained as the others came to look at the book over his shoulder.

“That’s not a – a regular family tree.” Rosalee pointed out. “It’s only following a few individuals from generation to generation.”

“And some of them just dead-end.” Trubel noted.

Nick looked at Monroe. “What’s the name of the guy your Uncle got the books from?”

Monroe looked up from where he was looking at the trunks lock as Trubel answered “Uh, Joseph Nebojsa.”

Nick pointed to the surname at the top of the page they were looking at. “It’s the same last name.” Nick pointed out. “Uh, go to the end.” He told Hank, who carefully flipped a page out. “There he is. Joseph Nebojsa.”

“Oh my god.” Wu uttered. “There all Grimms.”

“That’s why this is worth killing for.” Rosalee told them. “Everyone in this book is a Grimm.”

“See if Burkhardt’s in there.” Monroe commented from his position by the trunk.

Nick shook his head. “No, uh, it’d be under my mother’s maiden name. Kessler.” Nick told Hank.

“Hey, I think I just…saw a Kessler.” Hank said, flipping through the pages. “Here.” He opened up another page. “Is Walter your grandfather?”

“Yeah.” Nick said looking at the page. “And there’s Aunt Marie, there’s my mom, there’s me, and there’s Lorelei.”

Trubel straightened up. “But if you’re in here, maybe I am too.”

“Nebojsa was keeping this book up to date.” Rosalee pointed out.

“This would be real dangerous if it fell into the wrong hands.” Hank said quietly.

Monroe spoke up from behind them. “We’ve got ourselves a secret compartment.” He informed them as he picked something up. “It’s probably just an extra trunk key.” He said, slowly wrapping the cloth. Nick watched as Monroe’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. “Nick. You gotta see this.” Monroe said in a hushed whisper as he stood up and walked over to the table, holding out his fine.

Rosalee rushed over to him. “Oh, my god, another key.”

Nick carefully took it from Monroe, looking at it in amazement. His eyes widened even more as Monroe placed the cloth on the table, revealing there was more than one. “Three of them.” Nick said, looking up at the others. The looks of amazement on their face reflected his own. Nick looked at Rosalee. “Go get the other two keys from upstairs.”

“I’ll bring those.” She said, turning around and running upstairs.

Nick picked up one of the other keys, looking at them closely. Trubel helped him to line them up. Once Rosalee had returned with the other keys, they used the keys to create the map. “It doesn’t all fit together.” Trubel commented, as they compared the map the keys created with an older map and a current map.

“No, we’re still missing two keys.” Nick reminded her.

“But maybe we have enough to figure out where it is.” Rosalee suggested.

“Wait a minute.” Monroe said slowly. He pointed to a spot on the older map. “These three hills here with the two rivers on either side connecting to the bigger river here, that’s an exact match for what the keys are saying.” Monroe looked at Nick. “And it’s in the Schwarzwald.”

“The Black Forest.” Nick confirmed.

Monroe nodded. “Yeah. I mean, I know these maps aren’t as accurate as like, modern day topographical maps, but this terrain.” He said, picking the image created using the keys. “Is a pretty good match for this terrain.” He pointed to the older map. “Which is outside of Wolfach, which is…right here.” He pointed to the modern-day map.

“So, we can figure out where they buried whatever it is they buried.” Nick stated.

“Exactly.” Wu said before pausing for a moment. “Well, not exactly, unless you have the classic ‘X marks the spot.’”

Monroe looked at Nick excitedly as he removed his glasses. “But, dude, we got it. And it’s right here. In the Black Forest.”

Nick nodded. “I’m going to the Black Forest.”

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scover-va · 2 years ago

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I do not know why I'm nervous to ask this But what do you think the hex Characters would be for Halloween.

LUCKY FOR YOU ANON I RAMBLED TO MY FRIENDS ABT THIS ONCE SO I HAVE MOST OF THIS PREPARED IN ADVANCE!!!

Weasel Kid - Superhero or pirate bc those strike me as typical teen boy costumes. No real big explanation here

Bryce - Someone suggests werewolf to him and he goes w/ it because he was struggling to come up with any other ideas. Not scary at all, basically just a big fluffy dog

Chandrelle - Realistically nothing but ideally, vampire or a classic witch costume. My explanation for this is because im gay

Rust - Doesnt really know what Halloween is and the group sucks at explaining it so hes kinda just got a mashup of a lotta things goin on. If i had to pick one thing tho, maybe a zombie bc thats a familiar concept to him probably

Lazarus - If hes low on energy, sheet ghost. If he actually has the energy to make a costume, headless horseman or something along those lines. Maybe a ghost knight as the in between option energy-wise

FPP - Grim reaper or plague doctor. Im basing this on vibes and also i think they'd want a mask

Sado - Some sort of popular fictional media serial killer of sorts. Not pennywise bc she knows thats way too predictable. Other option would be a devil costume

Reggie - A month old rotting corpse, fully realistic detail and everything. This man is SEVERELY fucked in the head and would think this is a very fun and innocent idea. He's gonna scare the shit out of someone

Jeremiah - Tried to do no costume, Reggie talked him into needing to do *something*. He just shittily put on some of Reggie's leftover makeup to match because he doesnt care to think up a proper idea

Irving - Also tried to go no costume but Lou installed a big ol halloween aesthetic into the gameworks database so Irving didnt get a choice. Also went with pirate because at least he could insist if asked that he was just wearing Captain Barnay's outfit because his usual uniform was in the wash (he doesnt need to do laundry)

Lou - Devil costume next question

Lionel - He probably insists hes too old to be dressing up for Halloween but inside he really wants to wear some sort of costume. Probably a character from a game he likes (cant do his favourite game unfortunately because. Well. That would be Cooking Granny and im sure you see the issue here)

Carla - Also a serial killer. Like creator like creation

Rebecha - Also a werewolf but in the extremely low effort way

Rocky - Also a mashup like his pops but its less because hes confused and more just because theres so many different things he wanted to go as that he picked all of them

Im not doin anyone else but additionally to add my hexsona in with this. Vampire. Because well. Gestures at my pfp

#scov.txt #the hex #super weasel kid #the hex bryce #chandrelle stormblaze #rust mcclain #lazarus bleeze #the hex fpp #rootbeer reggie #the hex jeremiah #the hex irving #lou natas #lionel snill #carla dosa #the hex clown #the hex rebecha #rocky mcclain #the hex rocky

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saintsir4n · 2 years ago

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WARNINGS: PANIC ATTACKS, MENTIONS OF DEATH AND ILLNESS

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1914

EDEN had forgiven Tommy.

But she hasn't forgotten, why? Because she doesn't have the memory of a fucking goldfish, all his misdeeds were prominent in her mind and she wouldn't forget, nor could she.

As time passed, Tommy gave her a few lessons with a gun and if she could at least shoot straight, he would ensure she carry it for protection whenever he wasn't around, despite her yelling that he wasn't her knight and saviour.

But the thing was, Eden, couldn't use a gun to save her life.

Tommy stood behind her, whilst Eden held the gun with her healed hand. Her finger curled around the trigger just as his hand moulded around hers for aid.

"Just like that. Just shoot at the bottle," he whispered to her ear, smirking at her shudder and blush at their proximity.

She missed completely, shooting in the opposite direction.

"Eden, what the fuck?!" Tommy shouted, though, thoroughly amused by her lack of aim.

"You told me to shoot."

"At the bottle, not the bloody sky!"

So instead he gave her a knife, which he bought a while ago, and even scratched 'S' on the handle. He wanted to see if she could manage a weapon.

And yes she could.

How Eden was so good at handling a knife was a mystery to everyone. Still, Tommy believed it was because she was so efficient with a needle, her fingers were nimble, rarely callous like his and his brothers, but it was only a matter of time before they would match theirs.

As of late, she strapped the knife around her garter, so all it took was one tug and she could slice the flesh of whoever threatened harm.

Looking down at the babe in her arms, Eden thought about all the things that could drive someone to harm another, what age did it start, the violent tendencies, and what was installed in them or were just born that way? How could something so adorable, so fragile, grow up to do the opposite?

"You're a natural with gettin' her to sleep," Martha commented, sounding exhausted and looking it too, "Katherine does my head in half the time, must get it from her dad."

Eden chuckled, still not taking her eyes off little Katie, "Indeed she does."

"What tune were you hummin' Edie? Need to learn it if that's all she responds to."

"You've got milk in your breasts all for her to consume, of course, she's not gonna sleep with you teasing her with it," Eden joked, "and I was only hummin' some old lullaby my mum used to sing, couldn't sleep without it or I'd be up for days."

Moonshine Tonight, was the lullaby that she also heard Jeremiah hum to Isaiah whenever the nutter kept him up at night, she even had to sing it to him whenever Finn had their shared toy, but luckily her father gifted him a new one.

Martha unclipped her hair, letting it roll down her shoulders, "Teach me it will ya?"

"Of course."

Eden stared at her friend. Martha was a natural stunner, with long brown hair, gentle hazel eyes and a shy smile. Pregnancy changed her body, widening her hips and growing her breasts. She was gradually losing the baby weight, even though Eden didn't see why she had to so quickly, but what society says, goes. Unfortunately.

Katie looked more like her mother than her dad, inheriting her dark hair and eyes, but everyone could see the teasing glint in them whenever she was being difficult, much like John.

"You thinkin' about havin' one with our Tommy?" the Shelby woman asked, smiling softly at her daughter yawning in her sleep.

Eden flushed at the thought, "It's only a been a couple of months since we've been seein' each other."

Martha giggled, "For you, he's been seein' you in his dreams for years."

Eden smugly smiled and innocently shrugged at her remark. Many people had told her that he's been obsessing over her for years despite never saying a word, only looking in her direction whenever she visited, but she felt his soft stares turn to glares when she walked the streets with a Changretta by her side.

"Shelby boys and their women," Martha chuckled, "we're right lookers ain't we?"

Eden winked, "You could say that again."

Martha slowly got out of her chair and came over, "Let me put this little one down, I'll be upstairs if you need me."

Eden already missed how Katie felt in her arms, now looking up at the mother-daughter duo. Martha was truly glowing, motherhood suited her so well, it was only a matter of time before she had a few more.

"I'll be up to check on the boys, all that sugar they won't be waking up for a few hours," the Dawkins girl said softly, sitting back in her chair.

The last time she checked, Isaiah and Finn were resting in John's room with sugar and powder decorating their faces.

Martha shook her head, "It's all those sweets, you spoil 'em."

Eden bashfully bowed her head, "They flash those toothy smiles and I'm grantin' wishes."

"Change that soon, or you'll be giving 'em that throne the King sits on."

Eden made a face, "With his health, won't be hard to."

Martha softly chuckled and left Eden to pick up her book and begin to read, getting lost in the pages, and the imagery, leading her to the fantasies that were between the words she took in.

She often pondered if she could make something up like this if she could make a piece of work so enticingly special or if she would be able to keep her name on the cover or change it to appeal to the masses. E. Dawkins... potentially E. Shelby, with the way Tommy persisted.

She was so engrossed she didn't even hear Tommy walk into the room. He leaned against the door, watching her, seeing the small smile that graced her rose-coloured lips and how her eyes lit up whenever she turned a new page. Hearing from Martha how she took care of his little niece he couldn't help but picture the family he wanted to start with her, how she would look with his child in her belly, nurturing and growing until it finally pushed from her womb.

What a mother she would be.

Finally feeling his presence, she smiled up at the man who strolled over to her, "Tommy, thought you were out all day, did something happen, Arthur get into another scrap? I'm all for stitchin' 'im up but bein' your designated nurse is fuckin' tiring."

He chuckled, "'M just hear to see you darlin'," he pressed a kiss to her lips, then another and another, missing her taste and her touch, "you missed Martha pinchin' my sides."

She teasingly pulled away from him, "And whys that?"

Crouching in front of her, he murmured, "For upsettin' you, know there's a whole league of your defenders after me when that happens."

"Be aware of my soldiers," she playfully pushed his chest, extracting a laugh from his lips, "wanna read with me, it's a good book."

He picked it up, careful not to let go of the page she was on and looked at its contents, Peter Pan by J.M Barrie. Three years since the book was published he was sure of it and wasn't surprised that she let herself get caught up in the tales about the mischievous bandit. He was a reader, not as much as his woman but he liked to read, mainly about horses, but poetry caught his eye also.

Tommy turned to her with a strained expression.

She caught how each time he smiled or laughed, it never reach his tiresome eyes. Something with wrong, he even physically looked weak.

So she folded the corner piece of the page she was on, taking it from his grasp and settling it down on her lap before cupping his face.

"What's wrong handsome?"

He didn't bother to fight the heat creeping up his face at the compliment, too tired by the news he had received.

"Let's go on a walk."

He stood up and held out his hand for her to take, she accepted it and smiled.

"Yeah, a walk would be nice."

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Eden quickly lit a cigarette, after seeing his fingers wrinkling together, itching to wrap them around the paper. The couple had been walking for a while, no destination in mind, but she followed his steps, waiting for him to unload the weight on his shoulders.

He spoke after taking a deep drag, "She's dying."

That stunned Eden, "Who?"

He looked away, "Greta."

Eden's lip's parted in shock. She blinked rapidly, wanting to come to terms with what she heard, it couldn't be right, could it? Maybe she misheard him, but no, the distant look on his face, teary eyes and clenched jaw told her all she needed to know.

Bringing her hands arms around his waist, she asked softly, "How?"

"Consumption." the disease of the poor, he was surprised that it hadn't killed off half of the lane.

"Oh, Tommy I'm so sorry."

He let go of the cigarette, needing Eden's comfort much more than a bunch of nicotine, wrapping his arms around her, tighter than he thought possible. Breathing the cedarwood she always smelt like, hoping that the scent would never be foreign to his nostrils, wishing it could soothe the embers burning in his chest, the pain storming his heart.

Losing one of his best friends was breaking him down, he wondered if he could ever recover.

"It's not your fault. Doctors say she's got a month at best."

He turned away from Eden, pulling out of her hold, still not wanting to come to terms with the hands on the clock ticking and taking away the life from Greta's eyes.

Eden covered her mouth with her hand, thinking back to the last time she saw the sick woman, it's a cold, the words echoed in her mind, rumbling like a train going through a tunnel.

"Tommy, why are you here? She's your best friend," she whispered, dropping her hand and coming up to him carefully. He shouldn't be here.

"I... Just... I can't look at her, not like that," she was pale and fragile, not like his Greta. His Greta was up and moving, lively and vibrant, nothing like the mummified woman he and Freddie saw earlier in the morning.

Being the ambitious man he was, Tommy didn't see much of Greta, over the last few weeks, he tried and always brought by pearl drops believing that her being under the weather was just that, nothing more.

"She needs you," Eden uttered.

"I need her alive but where's the good in that? She's fuckin' fallin' off this earth every day and I can't do a thing to stop it."

She placed a hand on his shoulder, "It's a disease it's not in your control, or anyone's."

"You don't think I know that?" He instantly regretted snapping, after noting the frown on her face, "Sorry."

"Don't blame you, I would be on edge if it were my best friend, god forbid," she shook the thought from her mind, "what about Freddie? Where is he?"

"Gone home, he didn't say anythin' to me, nor her, he just saw her... like that and umm, left."

"He's scared."

Tommy tried not to roll his eyes at what she said, knowing she was attempting to confront him, but in turn, he was growing angrier, his best friend was dying for Christ's sake.

There really ain't a God in Small Heath.

"I knew she was sick," he turned back to her.

Eden hummed, "A cold right?"

"She tell you that?" he recalled Eden mentioning how they talked, women talk, no doubt about him and all the ways he fucked up when it came to girls.

"She looked pale when I saw her, like a ghost." her words had Tommy's face contorting.

"Why didn't you tell her to go to the doctor then?" his accusing tone had her taking a couple of steps back, wary of the crazed look in his eyes.

Eden's head hung low, "I did Tom, she's stubborn, she kept sayin' it was a cold."

"Should've forced her," he mumbled rubbing his chest, "should've forced her."

Snapping out of his trance, he turned around, realising where they ended up... the cut, the last place his mother was alive, the last time she took a breath, the last time he had two parents.

Eden gasped when he drew for breath, fighting for air to return to his lungs like some invisible force was snatching it away. His clasped hands rested on his head as wheezed.

"Tom, you need to focus on somethin', shit," she grabbed him, desperately looking around, hoping no one was around to see his vulnerable, knowing it would hate it if he could breathe. "You need to focus on...fuck."

Tears pooled in his eyes, at the thought of losing his best friend, all the moments they shared, all the years they had together were now out of reach and she was given a month, a fucking month left to live as if she wasn't at the pinnacle of health only months before. She was fine or was she? Why didn't he see it, why didn't Eden see it? No, it's not her fault, he thought... it's him, he truly believed it was his.

"Focus on me alright Tom? On my face, my eyes, look, don't think for a second. Just keep lookin' at me, keep your focus. Like you've got those fuckin' blinkers on. Just like a horse."

Those words seemed to click in his head, "Horses."

But instead of looking at her face, his eyes were drawn in by the black Madonna around her neck.

"Right horses, you love 'em," she expressed, rubbing his face. "Wanted to work with 'em since you were a boy, you did."

"Horses yeah horses," he kept breathing out, with his eyes fluttering shut.

Eden brought him into a soft embrace, "Nothing else."

He choked back a sob, "Nothing else."

"Nothing else, my love."

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a/n:

jennifer jones as 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗮 𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗯𝘆

decided to keep greta's consumption in the story, especially because it's canon and although it's upsetting i do believe her death had a big role in his character and will do to his and eden's relationship in this story.

also, i hope no one is too upset with how i wrote tommy's panic attack, i know everyone's experience is difference, i was just going off my own. wanted to tie in how much he also sees himself in horses, and the fact that eden knew how to bring him out of his head by mentioning them.

#wattpad #fanfic #black girl #black reader #edendawkins #tommyshelby and edendawkins #tommy shelby x reader #Tommyshelbyxblackreader

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kamiko1234 · 1 year ago

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Heyaa!! I read your big brother arthur fic a while back and i haven't said it yet but: I LOVE YOUR WRITING! The way you write the characters is so on point like omg go off, You can really capture their personalities! (especially arthur)

So for the questions thing, Howsa bout 1, 4, 5, 10, 13 and 14? Really interested to kno about the fic! Will be waiting patiently for the next update ;)

-Trancy <3!

Thank you so much for the question, and thanks even more for the compliment ! I'm glad you enjoyed the fic. Tbh I was kinda nervous that I fucked up Arthur's characterisation in the Big Bro AU.. Anyway- onto the questions :

1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?

I was trying to capture Arthur as a character if he had grown up genuinly loved. If ya think about it, Arthur is a pretty affectionate guy ! He's almost fanatically loyal to Jeremiah and the Vatican by extention, and clearly wants to have friendships & bonds with people.

It would be cool to see how his personality developed if he got to develope all this by himself without any manipulation. That's also why he's so overprotective in the fic acctualy ! He's still the same brand of loyal and trusting as in canon, just this time it's to his friends and family and not the Vatican. He's also just as obsessive, but this time it's not with being a good exorcist/being a "knight in shinning armour" but with being a good brother and keeping those he loves safe !

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

In the original fic ? "......... I won't allow them to pay for crimes they didn't commit. Even if I have to go against the entier order to do so." From chapter 2. This line is said by Arthur after he found out about the twin's father. I like it bc this shows the diffrences between canon and big bro Arthur really well. Also establishes that Arthur is loyal to people rather than institutions in this fic. If we talk abt the rewritte- the line has yet to be written and published 😅

5: What part was hardest to write?

Nothing rly, it all came to me pretty easily. But if I had to say one thing I'd say that I struggled quite a bit with the start of chapter 7 of the OG fic. Restarted that one quite a bit.

10: Why did you choose this pairing for this particular story?

I don't rly have any pairing for the fic in the romantic sense, as for the reason why I wrote it with an focus on Arthur & Rin ? They are my favs and I think they make a fun pair. I do plan on AngelLight happning in the rewritte tho (once I get off my hiatus) since I just like the ship. The two are cute together and Lewin is the best ship for Arthur imo.

13: What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

I don't rly listen to music to get into the mood for it tbh. I mostly write in short and inconsistent burst of inspiration or inclination to write smth about it. What I DO have however is a spotify playlist with songs that give me big bro Arthur vibes, here's the link if ya want to listen to it. I also have an unlisted YouTube playlist with some songs in it from an idea I had of Arthur singing the twins lullabies ! Rly it's just songs I could see big bro Arthur singing for Rin and YUkio, will props include the idea in the rewritte !

14: Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?

Nope. This fic is supposed to be harmless fun for all of us us. So, that conclused all the questions ! Again, thank you for sending an ask and I'm so glad you enjoyed the fic ^^ I'm trying to get off my hiatus and continue it since I rely enjoy the AU it's in. Ofcourse the fact still stands that if anyone (you included) has specific hdeacanons/wants to see a specific scenario in the fic you can tell me and I'll deffo try to include it it ^^

#blue exorcist #rin okumura #arthur auguste angel #ao no exorcist #arthur a. angel #big bro arthur au #fanfic ask game

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petitmimosa · 2 years ago

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I think they said the whole "cheating" plot wasn't going to be in season 3 but even if it's not I still don't buy Belly leaving Jere for anyone let alone Conrad he's the most toxic trash that the show had to white wash to make him "likable" trying to give some of Jere's qualities from the book and still failed miserably I still don't see a reason why anyone would want him he's so bland and boring. I would say that whole book 3 isn't canon I don't recognize Belly or Jeremiah in it felt like two different characters will their names but not their personalities Conrad on the other hand was the same we knew from the first two books except they tried to give him pov that he always loved Belly and try to white knight him when I don't believe he ever did love her it seemed to me that he only goes after her when someone else gets with her like she's an object which is funny because the conrad stans always claim Jere is in competition and only after Belly because of his brother but I think it's the only way around. I hope Jenny makes Jelly endgame Jere always felt like the male lead to me it would give her redemption after the failure that third book was still wish we got more romance between them in the first two as well didn't like how obsessed Belly was over Conrad that was more of a idealized crush which was a dream and not real whenever Belly saw the real Conrad she never liked what she saw lol I think that also clouded her feelings for Jere because she did get Jealous of Taylor and wanted to take her down I guess she never realized it in the books. Speaking of the books I love the conrad stans whos excuse is read the books conrad is better there I'm like I have read the books that's why I hate conrad lmao he's even worse in the books while Jere is the best in both show and book. Sorry if this got too long I needed to get my thoughts out I really hope Jelly is endgame in the show it would makes no sense otherwise since Conrad belly ship has no development and is boring.

Hiii! Let me just say: yes.

I do hope they don't make him cheat because everyone (except the bonrad cult) will agree it would just not make any sense. Writing wise, they'd make fools out of themselves and with how popular the show is, I think they wouldn't risk it? Also just to put it out there, Jere doesn't cheat. At least for me he doesn't. And it drives me mad how the Bonrad cult will use this storyline to make Jere the worst villain ever when Conrad did Nicole SO DIRTY in season 1. He led her on, used her and trashed her as soon as he saw an opening with Belly. But that's okay because? Bonrad? Kay. This is your glorious ship? A girl blindsided by her crush and said crush using her feelings for him whenever he feels like it? You can give him all the romantic lines you want, actions do speak louder than words.

They're trying to give him some wit but when you have Gavin opposite someone it just fails miserably. Let Conrad be his broody, pouty self. Own it at least.

A lot of people do say/feel that book 3 doesn't resonate with them because the writing and the direction they took make no sense. WHY would an author, who's supposed to love her characters, destroy one of her three mains like that? Just to have her ship as endgame? There are so many ways to turn the story around and do it right. At least when you're a good writer. Maybe it all comes down to this?

They'll make Bonrad endgame. They won't change the ending and that's really too bad because what did we see from them? Toxic behavior from Conrad, sad pining from Belly, a few flashbacks where it's all rainbows and turn to shit in two minutes because Conrad is a selfish entitled boy who believes he can do as he pleases no matter the consequences on people. While with Jere we see them blossom all the way. It's just bad writing I hate it. There are times it feels like I'm just hate watching every episode ahahah.

And I don't hate Conrad. I can't connect with his character and hate how hard he's shoved down our throats because he's ENDGAME SO WHO CARES ABOUT THE REST? It doesn't work like that people.

They'll have two endings if they're smart. But that's a huge if. Jenny is too hardcore Bonrad to have the show end any different. There'll be backlash though and it may be mean but I can't wait. I'm tired of shows pleasing the twitter stans in fear of being hated on even when it's the correct and sensible writing choice to do.

#the summer i turned pretty #jeremiah fisher #belly conklin #conrad fisher

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vilevileposting · 8 months ago

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I am reading Homestuck for the first time (Weeks 8-10)

I'm too lazy and gay to make one single post a week. Anyway!

Andrew Jeremiah Hussie is eschewing the storytelling convention of cause and effect left and right and it's really testing my reading comprehension. I'm really really enjoying myself, even as I begin to compare other things in life to homestuck. My quality of life will never return to where it was pre-homestuck, but I feel more cultured. More alive. I really like Homestuck, I am a true believer, and that cannot be undone.

I am also 100% in the trolls now, they're here.

Week 8:

1579: musk slut

1582: Rose’s imps don’t seem shadowy at all, but it seems like that might just be what they’re made of. The other guys were tar, these guys are chalk and marble.

1592: Knight of Time! I had a feeling there might be an “of time” because of that linkedin post, but I wasn’t certain it’d apply to Dave. Obvious open question of what everyone else is “of.”

1595: I hope there wasn’t any lore in there because I didn’t read it

1599: Almost missed the ghost hand saving the bunny

1609: She looks a lot like the shadow queen and is being handed a crown. Sus!

1613: Ahhh but the light queen has a scar and missing arm.

1617: YOOOO

1621: I can see 12 pages into the future. mogs the camera

1626: Seer of Light! Interesting title for someone presumably asleep on the shadow planet.

1630: Scar, missing arm, much like Spades Slick AND the Light Queen!!! And, on double checking, the Shadow Queen. When the Light Queen un-prototyped herself, she lost the tentacles, jester hat, and scar, and gained an arm. It seems kinda like the scar+arm thing might be similar to whatever it is the kernelsprites do to their respective kingdoms, if not the same thing. Maybe Spades Slick jumps into a kernelsprite. Who knows! (Remembered later on that the harlequin doll that prototyped John’s sprite first had a fucked up eye and missing arm. Still weird that that happened to Spades Slick!)

1637: I’m remembering that ancient shot of the prototyped swordbird hovering over the remains of Cal. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!

1641: HEEEEELLL YEEAAAAAAAHHHHH

1651: That’s allowed!?

1655: 100% on the money, mwah

1663: Cutest shit ever

1669: I really like that Jasper’s secret was “Meow,” but also a genetic code? Aside from that I’m happy everyone’s +1 is still in play, chillin on everyone’s planet. No clue how John’s Dad got to the Land of Wind and Shade! It’s also interesting to see the genetic code on Rose’s walls, being coded as a MEOW, being the secret Jasper told her. Also interesting to pear with the fact everyone’s Pesterchum handles (with the exception of John’s current handle but not his old handle) is genetic code.

1674: I had a feeling reading this would clear up a few points I was stuck on, and I was right! Here, it’s clarified that Spades Slick is an alternate version of Jack Noir from the trolls’ session, who was exiled along the way. Same with Snowman being an alternate version of the Black Queen. It’s also pointed out to me that there’s a server/client relationship with the Exiles.

1736: Well I have an idea how that Sassacre time loop closes.

Q: Why might both the White King and Queen have abdicated just to aid PM in delivering Jade's package? Having seen its power in [S] Jack: Ascend, what do you think is inside the box?

A: They said from the start that light was fated to lose, so this might have been a “fuck it, let’s try it” moment.

Q: Why do you think gallowsCalibrator tricked John into getting killed by his denizen? Why do the trolls care so much about the kids?

A: It seems like at some point in some way the kids are going to fuck up the trolls’ game, but the trolls’ actions aren’t exactly completely revenge-oriented.

Q: What implications might Dave's future time powers have for their group? Why did Hussie refrain from showing us Dave's entry to the medium?

A: I’m sure Dave’s time powers will be used sparingly and keep the timeline very sane. Maybe Time Shit is the reason we didn’t see Dave enter the medium, but I mainly think it’ll be because something cool hatched from the egg.

Q: Why does Lil Cal have a dream self?

A: I’m not sure to what extent the dreams are dreams and you can manifest shit in them. Maybe Dave dreams of his brother’s puppet, maybe Cal is alive and is also asleep and dreaming.

Week 9:

1846: Homestuck predicted AI art, sad to discover Dave is an AI bro

1857: First mention of some outer gods type shit, hopefully not a consequence of those cool spooky needles.

1873: December 3rd is my birthday 😊

1884: BRO HE’S HUFFING THAT THING

1902: Man I’m curious about the relationship between everyone’s +1. It’s weird to me that John’s grandma was ectogooped and not his dad.

1905: Did Dave’s brother even make lil cal…

1915: COLONEL SASSACRE!?

1928: Halley has eyes and a smile and Bec has no eyes and a frown. I feel like we’re gonna see Bec get ecto-cloned in a manner similar to the mutant cat.

1929: Hehe, knew it was Jack

1939: So there’s a reason we don’t see it…

1943: Yooo john sheets

1961: YA LOST ME

1972: This is fucked lmao

1987: The Harley line are freaks FOR REAL

1988: This recap mentions the frog temple that would later root itself near Jade’s house, and I actually am thinking about that. The frog temple meteor is shown inside a crater on top of a flat, dark bottom. The frog temple on Earth is shown to be built on top of cooled lava flowing into a crater where a meteor landed. Further, the frog temple the exiles live in is right beside a huge hole where the volcano used to me. This might be another stable time loop thing. Maybe the meteor temple with bec and sburb crash lands beside the volcano, and then is sort of recreated? And then somehow that temple gets uprooted into being the meteor temple. This recap also seems to be the only way to know what happened on 1961 because on god there is no mention of a bunny and then the bunny just appears with no explanation

Q: How does the process of ectobiology work? Is Dave's bro really his brother, and are John and Jade's grandparents really their grandparents? Where does John's dad fit in with this?

A: Ectobioloy makes a clone of a thing using its paradoxified goop. I don’t think Dave’s bro is necessarily his dad though. In an even sampling, 50% mom and 50% bro, then Dave would have the same genetic relationship to his brother as one would with their dad. But the goop mixing wasn’t the same process of chromosome pairs doing their thing that guarantees a 50 50 split, it was just a mixture of goop. He could share 25% of his DNA with his brother, or any other percentage!

Q: How do all three bunnies that John receives relate to one another? Who do you think Jade's pen pal is?

First, Nicholas Cage returns the bunny to the props department of that movie, and from there it changes hands at various Hollywood auctions until somehow Dave is able to snatch it up. Dave sends it to John, who later fucks it up with oil and shit. John gives the fucked up bunny to baby rose, who repairs it later in life, and sends it to John. John gives the repaired bunny to baby Jade, who upgrades it with the help of her pen pal, none other than her own grandfather (going by how he talks and the time shenanigans in play). Jade then sends it back to John, but it’s intercepted by the plot.

Q: How was Bec created, and how might he become important to the plot?

He was made from the DNA of Halley and whatever genetic code was in Rose’s book. It’s probably fine! Probably doesn’t indicate anything that Jack Noir is most likely the one to have set it up.

Q: What are the implications of someone's dream self dying, as Jade's did in [S] Descend?

Probably means nothing happens when they dream, which means no more future vision. I hope Jade isn’t too upset about it, if I see her sad I WILL take it out on my surroundings.

Q: What does the reckoning do? What might it mean for the kids' session that theirs has started early? Do you think they're doomed to fail?

The reckoning seems to be what ends the game session by blowing up Skaia and the planets. The kids might be doomed to fail, cause anything goes in a webcomic, but I’d rather see them overcome.

Week 10:

1989: GREEN AND PINK MOONS!!! TROLL PLANET!!!

2011: Tentative favorite

2032: I wonder if the exiles mimic the tropes of the other planet. If this game is representative of typical entertainment, maybe the highly civic Earth exiles are based on Alternia’s entertainment, while Alternia’s exiles mimic a mafia webcomic on Earth.

2055: This is how I met Lexi

2062: Yo

2074: I feel the weight of millions of teenage brain chemistries forever altered.

2099: Shit I’d ban frogs too if they were always this cryptic.

2117: Can the paraplegic community please tell me if this is good representation so I know how to feel

2119: SAGITTARIUS BABYYYYYY!!!

2145: I know you, Vriska

2161: Competing for favorite. Also these fucking amateurs need a better roleplay format. All you need is third person and quotations!! Come on!!!

2164: TINKERBULL!!!!!!!

2178: Leo point

2179: Not feeling so hyped about Sagittarius anymore…..

2184: I meant to note earlier that the various roleplay accidents don’t seem to be the same accident, which I assumed they would be.

2188: Catgirl and Gamzee will be my co-favorites, no doubt putting me in line with virtually everybody else. These guys suck!

2190: Oh she’s *gotta* be dead

2191: dreamworks face at the camera

2195: dreamworks face at the camera

2222: Nightmare blunt rotation

2253: Oh yeah, it’s all comin together~

2280: My 9th ever note predicted how much of a freak Equius was going to be about this.

2282: He’s NICE with it!!!

2293: Man

2295: Why are they suits

2302: Man Troll Jack is just the realest

2311: Say…. This guy wasn’t ever a tumblr sexyman was he?

Q: Of the nine trolls introduced so far (plus one about to be introduced), who are your favorite? Who are your least favorite?

A: Gamzee and Nepeta are neck and neck. I identify strongly with Gamzee’s oppressively chill vibe and Nepeta’s animal autism. I would invite them both to my server. Conversely, I’ve been granted a powerful understanding of Vriska’s place in the culture. She’s done enough to be vehemently condemned, but there’s enough still there that I could see how some people latch on. Unlike Equius, who just sucks.

Q: What can you glean about Alternian society? Who is at the top of the hemospectrum, who is at the bottom, and where does Karkat fit into it?

A: Seems to be a spectrum with red at the bottom and purple at the top, and Karkat at the very rock bottom.

Q: ,,,wha+ wood 7our +7ping quirk be,,,?

A: Vile leans back on his throne, his eyes narrow, and his smirk wide. His answer occurred to him immediately, but he didn’t blurt it out. The windup before the punch. “A superior roleplay format,” he calls. “To show these amateurs how it’s done.”

Q: What catalyzed the cycle of revenge between Vriska and her former FLARP partners? What consequences has it had, and do you think it'll threaten the success of the trolls' Sgrub session?

A: Seems like Doc Scratch meddling is the catalyst, but I’d hesitate to say he’s the cause. He’s kinda right, he sort of just pointed Vriska in a direction. It’s gonna cause a lot of mistrust leading into the Sgrub game, which probably won’t have any consequences.

Q: Who is Doc Scratch, and who is his equivalent in the kids' universe? Why do you think he's meddling with the trolls?

The shit he’s doing to the trolls may be for the purpose of getting Lord English in play. It’s not lost on me that the space server that summons that demon is shaped like the last GameFAQs server sent by Rose. He seems equivalent to Bec, unless there’s more than one unique special genetic code lying around. And who’s the kids’ equivalent to Lord English? Ass pull: Jack Noir.

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