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hi, this is something i wrote for my sonic x dunmeshi crossover. in my mind i've been calling it SATBK 2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO because i think it's funny. thanks and enjoy 💜
Sonic the Hedgehog was having a good day. In fact, it was a great day! The sun was shining and there were no ugly robots in sight. He was also hanging out with his best buddy, Tails the Fox. Tails was telling him about some new techno-thingamajig that he'd invented, and Sonic was bobbing his head along, listening but not really understanding as Tails rambled on and on about slicers or splicers or splinters.
"...But that's not even the best part!" Tails was saying now. "With just the press of a button, this device should be able to undo the damage caused by..."
Suddenly, Sonic's ear twitched. He was still listening to Tails' spiel, but now he was distracted.
Tails noticed Sonic's lack of attention and turned pink with embarrassment. "A-And that's pretty much it!" he said in a rush, hoping he hadn't lost Sonic to whatever white rabbit had caught his fascination this time.
Unfortunately for Tails, Sonic's quills were tense. "Something's up," he said cryptically as he scanned the horizon. But even with a hand placed across his brow and a strategic lean forward, he couldn't make out any rotten eggs in the distance; the only things he could see were grass, trees, and other people's houses.
Still, Sonic's eyes narrowed.
Tails stuffed his new invention into his backpack and hurried to Sonic's side. He thought about all of the things he could do to help--Maybe he could run inside and grab a pair of binoculars from his workshop?--but just when he opened his mouth to suggest something, Sonic snatched him up and held him over his head.
"Woah!" Tails said in surprise, his eyes huge.
"Check it out!" Sonic said, gesturing with his foot at the place where Tails had just been standing.
Tails looked, and saw a small... Well, he wasn't really sure what it was, exactly. It was round, so bright it was glowing, and growing larger every second. Not only that, but when Sonic took a step back, it seemed to move and chase after him, too!
With Sonic still holding onto him, Tails began to spin his namesakes so the two of them could lift off and escape the strange glowing circle. At first, that seemed to do the trick, but then the thing peeled itself off the ground and rose up into the air. Yikes!
"Hang on, Sonic!" Tails said as he flew up higher. But no matter how high he climbed, the mysterious circle followed them. "I think it's a portal!"
"That's no good," Sonic said, not sounding particularly worried. If anything, he sounded a little excited.
Typical.
Then, the portal swallowed them up, leaving Tails' backyard empty. It spat them out in an unfamiliar place--at least, it was unfamiliar to Tails. The dirt path they landed on was well worn, the sky was painted a dazzling blue, and the forest to their left was lush with life. In front of them was a lake with water so clear and still it could be mistaken for a mirror. Tails took a closer look and couldn't help but think that if he wasn't a boy of science, he might say the place had an almost magical feel to it.
Sonic rubbed his nose. "Y'know," he said, "I'm not usually one for return trips. What gives?"
Tails reluctantly tore his gaze away from the water so he could look back at Sonic. "You recognize this place, Sonic?"
Sonic stopped rubbing his nose. "Yeah, there's no doubt about it." He put his hands on his hips and then took a slow, sweeping look around. "This is the same place from the storybook!"
If this was an anime, Tails probably would've turned monochrome as a glass breaking sound effect played in the background. Unfortunately, it's just a fanfiction, so that can't happen. But the sentiment remained the same: Tails was shocked.
Sonic shrugged. "I guess someone wrote a sequel," he said, like that was normal. Then, his expression turned sly as he side-eyed Tails. "Unless you think we're both dreaming this time?"
Before Tails could reply, someone walked out of the forest. They were riding a black horse and their face was covered by a dark hood, casting their face in shadow. However, not even their cloak could hide the shining armor they wore, as it twinkled brilliantly when they stepped out into the sunlight.
When the stranger spotted Sonic and Tails, they pulled on the horse's reins and stopped dead in their tracks.
This made Sonic quirk an eyebrow.
Tails asked, "Is that a friend of yours?"
The stranger removed their hood and revealed their face. Or, what could be seen of it through the helmet they wore. The intricately engraved metal was accented with red, which matched the stripes on his quills. Then, the dark hedgehog pushed up his visor so he could get a better look at Sonic and Tails.
In a quiet, disbelieving voice, the stranger asked, "My king?"
"You haven't changed a bit, huh?" Sonic chuckled. "Still dramatic as ever!" With a shake of his head, Sonic's mouth quirked up in a grin. "Hey, Lancelot. Long time no see."
Lancelot quickly got down from his horse so he could kneel to Sonic. Sonic, of course, just waved his hand dismissively. "Let's skip all that royal stuff, okay?" Sonic said, acutely aware of Tails' huge, disbelieving stare as it flicked between him and the knight. "There's someone I want you to meet."
Lancelot looked up and was dazzled by Sonic's grin. The blue hedgehog then motioned to Tails, his hands practically radiating sparkles as he showed off the small fox. "This is Tails. My little bro. Whatever world-ending problem brought me here this time, he'll be sure to help us fix it!"
While Lancelot processed this information, Tails barely stopped himself from spouting off a million questions. The first and most pressing of which was: Why does this guy look exactly like Shadow the Hedgehog?
Sonic offered his hand to Lancelot. Tails watched as Lancelot froze in place, but he didn't smack Sonic's hand away like Shadow would've. In fact, he seemed almost flustered at the friendly offer. He pulled his visor down to cover his expression before eventually accepting Sonic's hand and pulling himself up onto his feet. Maybe he thought it would've been rude to refuse? After all, he did refer to Sonic as his "king"...
Tails' head was spinning. He felt like he was going to burst with all his unanswered questions, so he finally voiced one. "Since when are you a king?"
Sonic grimaced. Tails pretended not to notice when Lancelot bristled at the question. Instead, he stubbornly kept his eyes locked on Sonic so the hedgehog couldn't run away from his question.
Rubbing the back of his neck, Sonic said, "Since I caught that cold a few months back? I dunno, dude. To be honest, I kinda thought..."
None of it was real.
Sonic trailed off as his eyes drifted over to Lancelot. Then, he cleared his throat. "What's it matter, anyway? We're here now! There's gotta be a reason. Isn't that more important?"
Tails frowned. It was clear that Sonic was uncomfortable, if his anxious foot tapping was any indication. Tails knew his big bro hated the limelight, so it made sense that he'd hate being someone as important as the king. But that still didn't answer his question: how did this even happen?
Thinking back, Tails could indeed remember when Sonic had caught that cold. It was hard to forget, since he'd gone through approximately twenty boxes of tissues in the span of about a week. But... "Amy said you just made all that up."
Sonic rolled his eyes. "Does this look made up to you?"
Tails looked around at the very real-looking fantasy land they'd found themselves in, and he had to admit that it didn't.
"Great," Sonic said. "Now that that's outta the way..." He turned back toward Lancelot. "Any dragons in need of slaying? Or not-so-evil wizards who need a talking-to?"
Lancelot shook his head. "I'm afraid not, King Sonic. Your appearance is--"
"Just Sonic."
Lancelot stiffened. Sonic looked at him expectantly. Like he was waiting for the knight to challenge him, like Shadow would've back in their own world. Tails almost laughed at the absurdity of it all, but thought better of it.
"...You've earned my respect, my king. I cannot simply refuse you your title."
Sonic's eyes twinkled. "Oh, yeah? Then how 'bout I cut you a deal?"
Lancelot was wary, but he waited for Sonic to explain.
Sonic jerked his thumb at the forest. Tails realized he was pointing at the treetops--no, at what was beyond them. Barely visible, the top of a grand castle could be seen peeking out from the distance.
"Let's race. If you win, you can call me your king. But if I win, you drop it. Sound good?"
Under the visor, Lancelot's eyes hardened. "I won't lose."
"I'm countin' on it," Sonic replied easily, but there was an undercurrent of excitement running through his words. Then, he turned to Tails. "You take care of the horse, okay, pal? We'll meet you there!"
Before Tails could object, the two hedgehogs were off. In their wake, they left a cloud of dust, and Tails sighed a long-suffering-but-fond sigh. No matter where they were, Sonic would always be Sonic, he supposed.
Taking the reins of Lancelot's horse, Tails began to head toward the distant castle. However, when he was about halfway through the forest, he stopped. The fur on the back of his neck stood up. Looking around, he couldn't see much amongst the thick foliage--just a mass of homogenous green.
Tails forced himself to relax and keep walking. Maybe a little faster than before.
Eventually, Tails made it to the front steps of the castle. It was even bigger up close; the massive structure towered over him, its tall stone spires piercing the sky. Lavish tapestries fluttered from the windows and golden ornaments glinted in the light of the setting sun. It even had a moat!
Lancelot stood proudly in front of the grand doors, his smile visible even with the visor shadowing his face. Sonic rolled his eyes as he stood next to him, but he was smiling too.
"I would've won if that frog hadn't been there," Sonic said.
"Of course, King Sonic," Lancelot replied, emphasizing Sonic's title a little more than necessary.
"C'mon, dude," Sonic said, exasperated, "you saw it! It was in trouble. If I hadn't jumped in, something bad would've happened!"
Lancelot nodded. "Yes, my king," he said again. "Helping the frog was much more important than claiming victory."
Sonic groaned.
Tails cleared his throat.
Sonic perked up immediately. "Buddy! You made it."
Taking the steps two at a time, Sonic joined Tails at the foot of the stairs. Lancelot joined him shortly afterward and gratefully took his horse from him. "My sincerest thanks for guiding Dark Rider, young Tails," Lancelot said.
Tails offered Lancelot a small smile. Dark Rider, huh? That sounded familiar. "You're welcome," Tails said. Then, after Lancelot disappeared around the corner to return the horse to her stable, he shot Sonic a pointed look. "I still have questions," he said seriously.
"Yeah, I figured," Sonic replied.
"A lot of questions," Tails added.
"Just you wait," Sonic said mysteriously. "There's more where that came from."
Lancelot returned. "They won't be expecting me so soon," he told Sonic and Tails. "When I discovered you on the outskirts of the forest, I had only just left in search of the mad mages."
Sonic raised an eyebrow. "The mad mages?" he asked.
Lancelot's face darkened. "Yes," he confirmed. "There's much you don't yet know, King Sonic. Things have changed since you were here last... and not all for the better. But this is no place for conversation, let's head inside."
The three of them did so. Once the giant wooden doors closed behind them, Tails had to try his hardest to keep his eyes from popping out of his skull. There was just so much to look at: the mounted suits of armor, the stained glass windows, and even the wonderfully detailed carpet. The whole castle also had a unique smell, like that of a delicately scented candle. It really was like something straight out of a storybook!
Lancelot led Sonic and Tails through the halls of the castle. Occasionally, Tails could catch bits of whispers as the staff noticed who exactly it was that was wandering the halls. Their excited chatter made Tails feel excited too--excited to learn exactly what was going on here.
Finally, they arrived before a set of important-looking double doors. Lancelot went to push them open, but then stopped.
"What's up, Lance?" Sonic asked.
"There's no telling how the Round Table will react to your return," Lancelot said slowly. "We've remained together despite some... differing opinions."
Sonic tilted his head. "Trouble in paradise, huh?"
"It's far from that."
Tails bit his lip. "What's going on here, Sh... Lancelot? Really?"
Lancelot looked from Tails to Sonic.
Sonic snorted. "Anything you tell me, you tell him. He's with me no matter what."
Lancelot gave a small nod of acknowledgement. "Very well," he said. "In truth, your departure left us in a bad state. I had faith you would return, but the wounds of the false king were still fresh for many. Sir Gawain, among others, couldn't move on so easily. To say nothing of the wizard's sudden betrayal..."
Sonic held up his hands. "Woah, wait. You mean Merlina?"
Lancelot replied in a grave voice, "The very same."
Suddenly, the doors were pulled open. From inside the room, a purple cat poked out her head. "Ah! Sir Lancelot, I thought I heard your voice. Was there something...?" she started to ask, but her question was forgotten when she saw Sonic and Tails.
Sonic waved. "Hi, Percival."
Percival covered her mouth with her hand to stifle a gasp. Then, she snapped to face Lancelot. "Swear to me that the mad mages aren't behind this. I have no time for trickery now, Sir Lancelot!"
"I swear, what you see is true," Lancelot replied. "Our king has returned along with his brother, the fox."
Immediately, Percival dropped into a respectful kneel. Tails cringed in sympathy for Sonic, sensing that this would become a trend. But Sonic just ignored it, saying, "Yeah, yeah. Nice to see you too. You know, we were just talking about Gawain. Is he in there with you?"
Percival tensed, then stood. After not-so-subtly pulling the door shut, she said, a little tightly, "Yes. However, it might be best to return later. Sir Gawain has become somewhat... prickly... since your departure, my lord."
"So I've heard," Sonic said, sounding bored. "Look, I know he's a knucklehead. That's not news to me. But from the sound of it, things are a bit rocky here. I'd like to be able to count on everyone if things get tough."
"'Rocky'...?" Percival repeated. Her face softened somewhat as she made a realization. "Oh, well, yes. They have been. But now that you've returned, King Sonic, the political unrest will surely resolve."
Sonic tapped his foot. "I'm not talking about politics," he said, irritated, "I'm talking about Merlina. I thought we'd buried the hatchet last time, but I guess some people need a Round 2."
Percival glanced at Lancelot, whose expression remained hard. She clasped her hands tightly in front of her. "If only it were that simple," she sighed. Then, she explained what had happened in Camelot since Sonic's departure.
Sonic struggled to pay attention through it all. Mostly because it involved a bunch of complicated political stuff that he couldn't care less about. Basically, the void of power left by Sonic returning to his own world had fractured the kingdom. Cool. Personally, he thought these prim-and-proper types should've been able to figure that out on their own, but maybe he was being insensitive.
...Had there always been this many flowers in the castle? The vases were a little gaudy for Sonic's taste, but the flowers were nice...
When Percival finally brought up Merlina's name, Sonic started listening again. Apparently, she had disappeared without a trace not too long ago. But recently there had been sightings of her alongside another magic user. They weren't pleasant reports, though; wherever they went, destruction was sure to follow. So, that explained the whole "mad mages" thing. Sonic's expression soured. Something about this whole thing didn't sit right with him.
Last time he was here, he'd been called by Merlina. So, how'd he and Tails get here this time?
By the time Percival finished speaking, Sonic was deep in thought. Tails, too, was pensive.
"I understand it's a lot to take in," Percival said sympathetically. "But we need not worry ourselves over it all at once. After all, you've returned! The tide of Camelot's misfortune will turn, I'm sure of it."
With that, the doors behind them opened. "I've heard enough," Gawain said as he appeared in the doorway. "So, you're back, are ya? Had enough of running away, huh?"
"Sir Gawain..." Lancelot warned, his hand moving to the sword sheathed at his hip.
Sonic stepped between the two of them, facing Gawain. "I missed you too, Gawain," Sonic said. When Gawain just growled, Sonic held up his hands placatingly. "Look," he continued, "I get it. You're mad. So, let's cut to the chase, alright? Meet me out front and we'll duke it out like old times. Cool?"
Gawain glowered at Sonic. "A deserter is hardly worth the effort," he spat.
"Even if I let you pick the terms?" Sonic asked.
Lancelot and Percival's eyes widened.
Gawain considered this. After a moment, he said, "Your defeat ends in banishment. And your victory..." Gawain leaned fully into Sonic's space, attempting to intimidate him with his cold stare and bared teeth. "...It shall not come to pass."
Sonic crossed his arms over his chest, refusing to back down. "Uh huh. Deal."
"M-My lord!"
"King Sonic!"
Sonic waved his hand. He didn't look away from Gawain. "I'm looking forward to a real challenge. It's more fun that way. So don't let me down, got it?"
The preparations for the duel were carried out quickly. That was good, because Sonic didn't want to wait--he was practically buzzing with anticipation. One of the castle staff had brought him his old gauntlet, but Caliburn was nowhere to be found. Sonic didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed to be given a non-talking replacement sword instead.
By the time the knights, Sonic, and Tails had gathered in the front courtyard, the news of the king's return had spread through the whole castle as well as the town. Spectators ringed the courtyard, whispering to themselves about who would win.
Sonic and Gawain stood opposite each other. The crowd hushed when Gawain shifted, his gaze intense. "I'm Sir Gawain of the Round Table," he stated. "My duty is to protect this kingdom and its people."
Sonic leaned on his sword, a small smile playing at his lips. "Yup, that sounds just like you. But where's the rest? C'mon, I'm waiting."
Gawain's nose twitched. It was obvious he wanted to curl his lip in disdain, but instead he settled for setting his mouth into a hard line. "You call yourself king, but you abandoned your own people. I refuse to bow to a deserter!"
Sonic sighed. He couldn't argue, because Gawain was right: he did leave. Instead, he said, "I don't want you to bow, Gawain. Don't you get it? Your kingdom's in trouble!"
"And what of you, knave?" Gawain hissed, and the crowd gasped. "Could you be an omen yourself?"
Shaking his head, Sonic replied, "I'm here to help."
"Enough!" Gawain snapped. He raised one of his swords, and with that, the duel officially began.
Gawain was faster than Sonic remembered--had he been training since he'd last seen him? The red knight crossed the courtyard in the blink of an eye, slashing at Sonic with what must've been months of pent-up frustration. Sonic raised his own sword to block Gawain's attack, and the subsequent clang of steel resounded throughout the whole courtyard.
Then, Sonic tried to knock Gawain's feet out from under him, but the knight blocked his kick with his other sword. Dang! That was annoying. Even so, Sonic couldn't help but grin. After all, he did say he'd wanted a challenge.
Flipping backwards, Sonic freed himself from the stalemate. From the relative safety of a few feet away, he taunted Gawain with a wink. The red knight grew angry and charged at Sonic again, not unlike a bull.
This time, Sonic dodged Gawain's attack with a simple side-step, but he quickly realized that Gawain wasn't as nimble as him; while Sonic could stop on a dime, Gawain, being taller and heavier, could not. If their fight was happening in the middle of an empty field, then that wouldn't be a problem, but there were people surrounding the arena!
In a flash, Sonic spun around on his heel, and with his super speed, he managed to catch the back of Gawain's metal collar before he could barrel into the crowd.
Gawain blinked in surprise, but quickly recovered. "You won't be so lucky a second time," he told Sonic.
Sonic let go of Gawain's collar and replied, "Prove it!"
They clashed for a while longer, a blur of blue and red across the cobblestone courtyard. Gawain managed to graze Sonic with the business end of his blade a few times, but so did Sonic. Maybe if Gawain didn't want to look like he was covered in paper cuts, he should've designed his armor more effectively! At least, that's what Sonic thought, anyway.
Finally, Sonic managed to knock one of Gawain's swords out of his hand with a well-timed kick. His second sword was soon to follow. Then, Sonic slammed into him, sending him to the ground. With one shoe, Sonic pinned Gawain to the ground, his sword held against the red knight's neck.
"I win," Sonic announced.
The crowd cheered while Lancelot and Percival let out a sigh of relief. Tails, on the other hand, just snorted. Leave it to his big bro to be a drama king!
Sonic sheathed his sword and stepped off of Gawain. Then, he extended a hand to him. "We're stronger together. Will you help us keep Camelot safe?"
Gawain glared up at Sonic. When Lancelot and Percival appeared at his sides, he glared at them too. But eventually, he let out a sharp breath. "Yes, but not for you." He accepted Sonic's hand and said with conviction, "For the kingdom."
Sonic grinned.
Afterward, there was a party. The threat of the mad mages had brought unease to the kingdom, but with Sonic's arrival, it seemed as though a beacon of hope had appeared in Camelot. So, the townsfolk decided to celebrate. As night fell, the castle and its surrounding town became aglow with lantern light. Upbeat music drifted through the streets while people danced. The warm smells of street food wafted from stalls, making Sonic's stomach growl.
"Man, I'm starving!" Sonic said to no one in particular.
In response, approximately twenty vendors suddenly appeared with their freshly baked bread, meats, and cheeses. Sonic blinked in surprise before graciously taking what he could carry, then enlisting Tails' help to grab the rest.
The three knights were there as well, although Gawain was keeping his distance. Sonic offered a spiced bread roll to Lancelot and a sticky pastry to Percival. They accepted with their heads bowed. Sonic also offered pieces of his mountain of goodies to the townsfolk he passed, which eventually left him with a much more manageable hill of treats that he happily stuffed into his mouth.
Tomorrow, he and the knights would need to make a plan for dealing with the mad mages. But for right now, Sonic was content to fill his belly and enjoy the party.
Tails bit into a meat-and-cheese-something-or-other and chewed it thoughtfully. It tasted good, and it was still hot, which made the flavors pop out and swim across his tongue. No food he'd ever eaten in a dream had tasted like this, so he had to accept that it was real. Even though it was hard to believe, he and Sonic had been transported to another world. A world of knights and mages.
Tails' expression soured. He thought about the invention in his backpack, the same one he'd been showing off to Sonic earlier back in their own world. It seemed so small in comparison to this bizarre place filled with magic and mystery.
Speaking of which...
Tails was wrenched out of his reverie when he heard someone scream.
"Monsters!"
Tails dropped the rest of the food he was holding. It all tumbled to the ground dramatically, and the narrator urges you to mourn the loss of such delicious food. Especially since things are about to get much, much worse.
A flight of winged, human-faced monsters had arrived. They swooped down to crash the party, their wicked talons swiping this way and that. People shouted and ran for cover, but not everyone was fast enough to avoid their grasp; a small child was plucked from the street by the arm and lifted into the sky by the harpy.
"Hold it!" Sonic shouted. Then, he took a running leap at the kidnapper, using a nearby food stall to bounce off of and gain height. In midair, he tackled the monster, which then released the young girl in its grasp.
She shrieked as she fell through the air, but luckily Lancelot was there to catch her, his armored skates sparking from use.
The streets were chaotic. Townsfolk continued to scream and run, ducking into buildings and slamming the doors shut behind them as harpies terrorized them. The knights fought valiantly, their swords slicing through flesh and feathers. Despite the large number of winged monsters, they fell quickly, and so it wasn't long before their ranks thinned to almost nothing.
But that wasn't the end of it.
After spin dashing into a group of harpies and knocking them over like bowling pins, Sonic froze. He realized the ground was shaking beneath his feet, and looked around wildly to find out why. It wasn't long before he spotted the source: a giant red dragon. Or, what appeared to be a red dragon. Upon closer inspection, it actually looked like it was part dragon, part bird, and part human. And it had just crashed through the town’s protective wall.
Percival gasped. "A chimera?"
Sonic shook the monster blood off his sword before rushing over to where the knights were gathered. "You guys keep these birdbrains busy," he said. "I'll handle the big guy."
"Sonic, wait!" Tails said, grabbing Sonic's wrist before he could run off.
"No time, buddy. Tall, Red, and Ugly over there is big trouble. I'm countin' on you to back me up!"
Tails pressed his lips into a thin line, but nodded. Then, he let Sonic go.
With his super speed, Sonic was able to dodge fleeing townsfolk, hop over toppled food carts, and run along the roofs of buildings. He stopped on a tiled roof not far from the chimera, cupped his hands around his mouth, and shouted. "Heeey! Over here!"
The chimera ignored him. It bulldozed its way through the town, crushing stalls and carts underfoot. Sonic chased after it, jumping across rooftops like he was in Assassin's Creed, careful to keep his soles from slipping on the inclined surfaces. Where are you going? he wondered as he watched the chimera squeeze through a narrow alleyway, smashing in windows with its huge scaly tail as it did so.
Sonic's eyes moved in front of the chimera. Up ahead was the courtyard and beyond that, the castle. That must be it!
But, wait, that was bad. Like, really bad! Because that was where the townsfolk were headed! The strong stone walls of the castle offered the best protection from monsters. That was, until a huge chimera came knocking at their door!
Sonic zoomed across the rooftops until he got close enough to the chimera to leap onto its back. He nearly slipped when he landed on the slick red scales, but stubbornly held on by grabbing a fistful of feathers. By now, the chimera had burst out into the open courtyard. Sonic didn't have a lot of time to redirect it before people got hurt.
Setting his jaw, Sonic crawled up to the chimera's head like a little blue bug. It only noticed him once he was face to face with it--or, maybe it was a her? She bared her teeth at Sonic and swiped at him with her big dragon claws, but Sonic was too agile for her to catch.
With his feet planted firmly on her shoulders, he leaned upside down in front of her face and blew a raspberry. His hand made the L-shape as he held it against his forehead, the moonlight glinting off his gauntlet.
In response, the chimera's eyes snapped to the gauntlet. She no longer attempted to swat Sonic like a pesky fly, but rather, she tried to snatch the gauntlet. Sonic flipped off her shoulders, landed on the ground in the courtyard, and then looked from his gauntlet to the chimera.
"You want this?" he asked.
Her yellow eyes seared against the darkness, never looking away from Sonic's hand.
The blue hedgehog grinned wildly. "Then come and take it!"
Sonic led the chimera away from the castle and into the nearby forest. He didn't stop running until he could no longer hear any sounds from the town, and then he kept running for a little while longer, just for good measure. He deliberately slowed his pace so the chimera wouldn't lose him in the tangled mess of foliage, where the darkness blended together with the roughage.
When he finally stopped, he skidded in the dirt. The chimera wasn't far behind, so he had to think fast: what was the best way to slay a dragon?
The chimera burst out from the bushes as Sonic unsheathed his sword. It lunged at him immediately, but was still too slow to catch him. Instead, Sonic ran underneath her scaly arm, only stopping once he was directly underneath her. Before she had time to react, he plunged the sword upward into her chest... or, he tried to.
The chimera's super tough scales broke the sword when it made contact. Sonic dropped it and hurried back out into the forest. So, that didn't work. Now what?
Suddenly, Sonic heard someone's voice. He looked around, worried someone from the town had wandered out here and was now in danger, but quickly realized it was actually the chimera. She had her hand raised in front of her as she spoke--no, chanted.
Uh oh.
Spikes shot up from the earth, and Sonic narrowly avoided being skewered. The forest floor was now a mess of jagged spikes, leaving very little room for Sonic to run. He had to navigate between the closely-packed spikes, which took precious time and attention, and it didn't help that the chimera was shooting fireballs at him now.
"Sorry, lady! Hedgehog's not on the menu tonight!" he quipped as he ducked under a particularly large fireball. "These quills weren't meant to be barbecued!"
Eventually, the fireballs stopped flying.
A drop of sweat slid down Sonic's face, but he didn't stop moving. He couldn't afford to. This monster was full of surprises, and one wrong move could land him six feet under.
Unfortunately, Sonic had gotten so fixated on her human half that he didn't notice when her dragon tail arced through the night until it was too late. It slammed into his side, knocking him off the top of the spike he'd been perched on. He soared through the air, stunned, until he landed in the palm of the chimera's huge draconic hand.
Oof!
Sonic tried to wriggle out of her grasp, but without a running start, he couldn't overpower her. Black spots swam across his vision, but he just gritted his teeth. If it was the gauntlet she wanted, then he wasn't going to let her have it, no matter what. Using the last of his strength, Sonic removed his gauntlet and buried it deep inside his un-barbecue-able, super sharp quills.
Then, a sickening crunch echoed through the forest, and Sonic drooped in the chimera's grasp.
Without a word, she brought Sonic's body up to her face, searching for the gauntlet. When she realized it was no longer on his hand, she almost dropped him--but then she caught sight of the silvery prize between the hedgehog's quills. With her soft human hands, she reached for it... only to immediately recoil, because she'd been poked!
Scowling, the chimera tried again, only to be poked a second time. Ouch! She sniffed, a single cartoon tear dripping from her eye. Then, she tried to get the gauntlet with her dragon hands... but they were way too big. There was no way she'd be able to finagle that tiny gauntlet out of Sonic's quills when her claws were the same size as his head!
Pouting, the chimera resigned herself to just taking Sonic's entire body back to the Dungeon Master. She'd gotten what he’d wanted, anyway--surely, he could figure out the rest?
So, that was what she did. With Sonic's body held in her arms, she trampled through the forest, back to Thistle.
He was waiting for her along with the female wizard, Merlina, at the lake where Lancelot had originally encountered Sonic and Tails. The two mages were discussing something in hushed tones, but stopped once they heard the booming footsteps of Thistle's chimera approach. Then, they turned toward the forest to watch as the dragon with a human head emerged from the shadow of the trees.
Merlina’s heart dropped when she saw what the chimera was carrying.
Thistle had no reaction to Sonic's body. Once the chimera was close, he simply asked, "Well? Did you get it?"
The chimera knelt down so she could show Thistle the gauntlet trapped in Sonic's quills. When Thistle reached for it, the chimera pulled Sonic's body against her chest and said with difficulty, "Sh... arp..."
Thistle lowered his hand.
It was then that Merlina stepped forward. Her face revealed none of her true feelings, but when she placed her hand on Sonic's head, her fingers trembled slightly. "I sense a great power within this creature," she said cryptically. "Perhaps he could be of use to us?"
Thistle frowned. He looked closer at Sonic, but he didn't see whatever it was that Merlina saw.
"Some artifacts are protected by narrow passages," Merlina added. "In that case, a... smaller... creature would be valuable."
The chimera puffed up her cheeks indignantly. How rude!
Thistle considered this. Then, he looked down. His arms were overloaded with two large books. Carrying them both this far had been a hassle, but he couldn't leave either one behind. They both had to stay where he could see them. But, maybe...
"Dragon," Thistle said, causing the chimera to snap to attention. "Set it down here."
The chimera did as she was told. Now, Sonic's body laid flat in the grass at Thistle's feet.
After rummaging around in his pocket for a moment, Thistle pulled out a glass vial with a single drop of blood inside. While Merlina watched, he popped the lid off the vial before turning it upside down and letting the droplet stain Sonic's chest red. Lastly, he moved one of his books under his arm, then opened the other one and began to read.
Sonic's body glowed as the droplet of blood soaked into his fur and disappeared. Then, he gasped and sat up, clutching his chest. Life had returned to his body, but his head was spinning, and when he looked up and saw Merlina, his head hurt even more.
"What--?"
Thistle didn't let him finish. He transformed the book into a pulsing ball of light that squirmed and twitched as if it was alive. Before the strange orb could escape the mage's grasp, he shoved it into Sonic's open mouth.
Sonic, startled, swallowed it.
Merlina was glad Thistle couldn't see her expression as Sonic transformed before her eyes, his whole body burning with the fierceness of a small star. Feathers grew from his fur and his legs twisted into the body of a lion, all the while Merlina looked on in horror.
When the light finally faded, signaling the end of the transformation, the dragon chimera cocked her head curiously at the newly made lion chimera.
Sonic shivered in the grass, his long tail flicking back and forth.
Thistle gave him no time to acclimate to his new body. "Lion," he said. "Give me the gauntlet."
Sonic growled.
Thistle held out one of his hands expectantly. "Now, Lion," he repeated, more firmly this time. "The gauntlet."
Sonic looked up at Thistle. When their eyes met, Sonic's stiff, defensive posture evaporated. With his strange new eyes, the lion chimera could see something floating just above Thistle's hand. It was about the size of a blueberry and just as round, but glowing with the warmth of a freshly baked biscuit. It looked delicious.
Sonic reached into his quills and pulled out the gauntlet. Now, he offered it to Thistle without hesitation, his head bowed slightly. But his eyes remained locked on that strange magic blueberry.
Thistle nodded, pleased. "Good," he said. And then he took the gauntlet from Sonic.
When he did, Sonic was able to taste that strange blueberry. And it tasted better than anything he'd ever eaten in his entire life--including chili dogs! His wings fluttered in delight as his eyes filled with sparkles. Now, there was only one thing on his mind: how could he get more of those blueberries?
#sonic#sonic the hedgehog#i don't have a writing tag#chimera sonic#now introducing: a guy who loves set up and character interactions saurrrrrrrrrrr much#(it's me. i'm the guy.)#usually i don't put fandom tags on my writing but i worked hard on this and it's long. please appreciate it or i will be sad ok thank you
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Idk if you’re still taking twst requests, but if you are…
Have you ever drawn Leona in your style? 🥺
Your work is so soft and nostalgic and reminds me of children’s book illustrations. It’s such a unique and really beautiful art style and I just love looking at it! Makes me feel like these are characters in a storybook, which is really fun since pretty much all of the characters og tales - what even Disney based their movies on - come from stories. The only odd one out is Ignihyde of course, since Hades is based on Greek mythology.
But yeah… I just really love your art. So if requests aren’t open, just take this as an ask that is complimenting you! 😊💜
First of all!! Thank you so much @the-ace-reader !!! 😭😭😭💜
You have no idea how important this is to me and how happy it makes me!!
Now more than a few are telling me that my art has a nostalgic vibe and you're also telling me they feel from an actual storybook than just fanarts? Wow, that hits a spot.
So really, thank you for your sweet words, they're really precious to me 💕
And! I realised i never actually drew Leona before! So here's a little sketch, hope you like it!!
Have a wonderful day, too☀️
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🖋️ I just finished Blooming Wallflowers and felt so sad that it ended so soon! Can we have a snippet of what happens after? are they going to continue seeing each other? will OC's daughter get to be closer to Mista Joonie? 🥺🥺 I want to see them hang out again in a less stressful time (because poor OC always stressing!). it would be cute to have Joon helping her out with the girls again. he can finally have a taste of OC's homecooked meal and she gets to make him dinner for once. that'll be sweet. I just love the concept of home date night 🥺
💌 for my love letter, I just want to say happy belated birthday 🥳 I've been following you for a long time. even if I'm no longer around much on Tumblr, I still come back from time to time and wonder what you'll be sharing this time. It's always exciting to find out that you post something new. your stories always feel so comforting, even when they are the most heart-wrenching angst ever! Your blog and your presence have always felt so positive too. just like how you are creating this lovely event 🥺 I think that's the reason why I still stick around no matter how much negativity has grown on Tumblr, because I know there's at least one writer here who still spreads positivity and exudes a comforting aura just by being here (and that's you!)
I love how you touch on real life issues and how you present them in your stories. even in the short ones, we get to feel the character growing through your fic and it feels really fulfilling to experience it 💜
For Blooming Wallflowers, I loved how you wrote the characters. even the daughters. often fanfics aren't so accurate when it comes to writing children (how they speak, behave, etc) yet you always make these characters feel so real, and I love that 💜🥺
Thank you for sharing your talent with us. I hope you have a wonderful birthday 🎂
Thank you so much for reading Blooming Wallflowers! I'm glad you enjoyed the story and are loving the characters. Your idea made me think of cute moments between Joon, OC, and the girls, but as always, my mind think otherwise the moment I began writing the ficlet haha. Anyway, enjoy your moodboard and this "little" snippet, love!
— title: Dinner with Mista Joonie | pairings: Namjoon x female reader| genre: firefighter!Namjoon, single mom!reader, mature, friends with benefits!au | word count: 1,150 words — summary | Namjoon comes to join you and the girls for dinner. — ratings & warnings | +18 / M for mature; allusion of a one-night stand, memories of hooking up, sexual tension, implied smut scene: public sex, kitchen sex, morning after sex, food play, implied oral sex.
— original: Blooming Wallflowers by @yoonia — fic drop date: Oct 28th, 2024 — song companion: sleepless
“You should’ve let me help.”
His deep voice draws a smile to your face, yet you make no move to turn around. Not even when you can feel him approaching you from behind.
“You’re doing enough to help already,” you answer him as you rinse the last of the dinner plates under the running water. A large hand takes the plates out of your hand right as you are about to slip them into the dishwasher, taking over your work.
“I don’t see how I’m helping,” Namjoon says as he continues setting the dishwasher to do its work so you can get to rest.
You wipe your hands dry using the kitchen towel before handing it to him. “For one, you took my distractions away from me,” you answer with a whisper, nodding towards the living room where your girls are busy flipping between their assortments of storybooks. “What did you tell them so you could escape?”
Namjoon grins. “Hana asked me to read them a story before leaving. I told them to pick a book each that I could read for them.”
Shaking your head, you let out a soft chuckle. “You shouldn’t fall for their puppy eyes. You were only invited to join dinner, not to babysit the girls.”
“It’s well deserved. They’ve been so proud about helping their Mom prepare the delightful dinner tonight,” Namjoon says, shrugging. He moves to rest his hips against the kitchen counter and crosses his arms over his chest, drawing your eyes towards his toned muscles, his t-shirt straining over them, and a flutter rising in your chest. “Thank you for inviting me, by the way.”
The damn flutter goes wild when he says this with a smile. A dimple appears. Your skin grows warm. “It was a pleasure. I’m just honouring a promise I made to you.”
It truly was. Ever since the night at the supermarket, you have wanted to cook for him. Imagining him eating TV dinner after working to save people’s lives—or pets, maybe?—makes you feel bad.
But seeing him tonight at dinner was a whole other matter.
You had expected it to be awkward. A single man sitting with a single mother and her two kids shouldn’t have seemed so normal. And yet, he blended in so nicely at the table. He even didn’t blink an eye every time any of the girls left vying for his attention. From bragging about their roles in helping you set up dinner, to showing off their artwork from today’s class. Even Suzy came out of her shell and chatted with Namjoon, asking him about his job and if firefighters really do get called to take kittens down from trees.
“Well, I’m honouring the meal I received tonight. Step one is pleasing the princesses over there with good storytelling.”
Shaking your head, you turn back to the kitchen sink to wipe down the mess. “I swear you’re too good at this.”
Namjoon comes to you with a deep chuckle, surprising you when he wraps his arms around you from behind.
“What are you doing?” you hiss at him while looking over his shoulder, afraid that your girls would catch their special guest hugging their mother.
“They’re still busy, don’t worry,” he whispers to your ear, deep voice vibrating from his throat, and those harmless flutters travel down south, settling right between your legs.
“Since you said that I’ve done good—” he whispers, his lips brushing at your skin. “Does that mean you’ll finally agree to go on a date with me? I told you, I’m okay if we’re out on a weekday. I’m not always on night shift, and might be working on the weekend anyway.”
You swallow down your words and the tightness in your chest. You promised yourself that the night you spent with him on your bed would be the only time. With so many things going on in your life, this would be the wrong time for you to start anything. Not even with the first hot guy who managed to catch your eye.
But Namjoon has been insistent. Exchanging numbers had given him the chance to text and call regularly, from catching up with your day, to flirting, and often ends with him asking for a date, or a quick hook-up, a quick repeat of your first night. Yet you have been resilient so far in refusing him.
Some part of you have been expecting that he would eventually give up and move on. Another part of you has always known that you will regret everything if you ever let it happen. While the rest keeps reminding you that he doesn’t deserve to be pulled into your mess, even if you really, really like him.
Feigning your disinterest seems to be futile. But then again, immediately continuing your hookup the next morning after you first brought him to your bed during the morning after breakfast might have sent a different message. Because having him finally have a taste of you on the kitchen counter that morning, with him lathering maple syrup on your bare breasts to lick off of your skin instead of pouring them on his pancake, was not the right way to show each other that there was no passion between you once the alcohol wore off.
But, maybe, just maybe, you have always known what that would do to a man who is so persistent in his chase like Namjoon does.
“Will this Wednesday be good?” you find yourself asking once the fight leaves your body. “I’ll be off work early and it’s my Mom’s day to bring the girls to her shop.”
It’s too easy to give in, after all. And you are surprised to find how quickly the weight is lifted from your shoulders once you stop denying your feelings.
You can feel his smile on your skin as he presses a kiss on the side of your neck. A promise. It draws a shudder through your body when you are reminded of what those lips on your skin did to you last time. “That’s my day off. So it’s perfect.”
You open your mouth, ready to turn to face him, when Hana’s voice calls out,
“Mista Joonie!” she yells from the living room, and both of you are quick to separate, right as your little girl comes barrelling into the kitchen with her books. “I found my book!”
Chuckling softly, Namjoon steals a quick peck on your cheek before stepping away. “Duty calls,” he says with a wink, and off he goes to follow Hana back to the living room.
You watch their receding back as they leave you in the kitchen, smiling to yourself as you watch Namjoon listening with rapt attention as your youngest blabber on about her favourite book and how her sister had chosen something just as good for them to read together.
Thank you for your sweet words. your message really means the world to me. And thank you for following me and staying with me for so long. I wouldn't still be here if not for readers like yourself who has been here with me.
Here's my little gift for you 💜
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Random Monday Update!
CW slightly suggestive images (??)
I’ve been trying to do different format order and decided to try it out like this~ Let’s see how it works out
♥️: He *pushes him with his foot* Won’t *tries again* MOVE! *whining*
🍷: *snoring*
🌪️: So hot… *whines and cuddles his stuffy*
[Set’s heat has started]
💀: I flipped this little dude over to show how Set is feeling right now~
🌪️: *flips her off*
🎧: He BIT ME and then proceeds to HUG ME as if it’ll fix anything *whines*
🗡️: I gotta let people know who my best friend is~ 🥰
🎧: *huffs* you owe me coffee!
🗡️: Coming right up my internal light~
🔮: She wanted to do my makeup…
🪦: *giggling* 🥰
⚰️: ‘Piper says hey~’
❣️: Hmm these heels are taller then what I normally use eeek- *almost falls*
💘: *laughs at him* I love when you ask me to join your shoot days~ 🥰 I’m a cute little maid~
🍹: outfit for tonight~
🎐: Got him away from his desk 🥰 workout day
✨: *groaning and yawning*
🫐: A nice peaceful cafe day~
☔️: I found him outside hiding from the rain~ He’s so cute *smiles*
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#update.txt#♥️ace.txt#🍷dionysus.txt#🍷♥️dice#🌪️set.txt#💀jay.txt#💀🌪️seay.txt#🎧apollo.txt#🗡️ares.txt#🪦hel.txt#🔮hecate.txt#⚰️anubis.txt#❣️eros.txt#💘cupid.txt#🍹emilia.txt#🎐leo.txt#✨jooheon.txt#🫐hades.txt#☔️diego.txt
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@eremorte for some reason i could not post my answer to this ask???? but i love it and have thoughts so we're answering this analogue version!!!! MY ANSWERS ARE AS FOLLOWS:
WHATS CHASE DOIN!!!!! showing him anywhere, doing anything, letting my poor boy come 2 eah and be at peace with friends.. it makes sense for him to transfer!! or the webisode could be him running away from his bint mother n being discovered in ever after by the wonderlandians after maddie heard he crossed thru the portal or something :( i want him to wear normal clothes and hav a nice cup of tea
^^ i suppose thats already quite self indulgent but i could go 4 another one!!!!! i always loved maddie's diary entry where she chases the sound of giles' knock all around the school by herself and wouldnt that be a fun thing to make into a little webisode!!!! a flashback to the days of summer, empty school, eerie atmosphere, maddie-focused episode…. they'd never make it. thats why it would be so good"!!!!!!
i kno this is grand expectations for . an eah webisode. but i would have liked to see the ramifications of thronecoming.... like its fair enough that the student population puts their frets aside 4 the Big Dance because why wouldnt you!!!!! god knows ur not having fun any other time!! but afterwards the storybook is still missing and as far as anyone's concerned, could b anywhere!! scary stuff. i wanted to see briar sweat a little bit. they RLLY sidelined her after her single act of agency in thronecoming and i needed to see that mounting tension!!!!!! maybe a scene with her and apple, the growing schism between them.. her and ashlynn, ashlynn suspecting but saying nothing, their new rebellious camaraderie....we could hav had it all
AFTERMATH!!!!!!! LIKE WHA?????? the storybook has just been destroyed!!! isn't this like the pillar of your society or whatever???? why is nobody flipping out and hoarding cans of kelpie steaks in their fortified basement?? you could even make it funny [?] by having some people take on full doomsday prepper mode after finding out the storybook has been destroyed instead of jus . moving decently and calmly with their lives, deflating all and any influence and tension the storybook plot held. JUST A THOUGHT 👍
HM......... something with duchess and sparrow i think! they really shine as antagonists but i feel like true hearts day wasnt as far as they could spread their wings <- bird pun. maybe the special could b focused on figuring out wht the fuck exactly was up with duchess' white/black swan dissonance!!!! why did she turn into a black swan when she transformed 🤷♀️ what is up with that. what is up with duchess. mattel please answer my voicemails!!!!!! sparrow could help out nd be comic relief and also we could see them be friends because i love them. THERE'S NO LOSING
THIS WAS ALL DEEPLY DISJOINTED BUT SO MUCH FUN TO THINK ABOUT 💜 I LOVE AIRING GRIEVANCES
#ask#eah#ever after high#gum talk#chase redford#maddie hatter#madeline hatter#briar beauty#duchess swan
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Long post sorry
💜👨👩👧👦: Oh. Oh god. Um. Not great. (DISCLAIMER: I wrote the lore on William’s childhood a long time ago and may retcon parts of this in the future). William’s early years were pretty happy. He was the second youngest in a family of 6 living out on the English countryside. It was a sort of storybook life for the first few years of his life- I also don’t think William was a “problem child” exactly, but I think he was a bit… off (dead rodents turned up in the yard a bit too frequently and he almost poisoned himself trying to eat a lot of weird bugs). When he was 6 there was a house fire that claimed a lot of his family and left him with minor injuries (and if I haven’t said this before, my William is scared SHITLESS of fire later in life). His oldest brother David took him in, but in grief and with their entire property burned to rubble, things went downhill pretty quickly. They moved to Eastern London, where David got a factor job. I’m not going to go into details just because it’s not something you want to get jumpscared by on an ask, but David… really wasn’t a great caretaker. William ended up as the sort of weird kid in his town. When David was transferred to a higher position in the company and moved them to the US, William (who was 14 at the time) didn’t adjust well. Also keep in mind my William was a very clearly bisexual Indian kid in Mormon Utah during segregation so obviously shit was not great for him there. When he moved out for college, he quickly got a place to stay away from his brother and never really looked back.
🐻🍦: Evan died first. They’re twins in my au, so Elizabeth was actually at the party with him when he died. I think she acted kind of… numb after his death. Thats sort of the thing about her- she doesn’t let herself feel sad about things, and she thinks if she acts happy maybe it’ll cheer other people up, so she only really broke down about it in private. She died almost exactly a year after Evan when she went to the Funtime Circus for a belated party (William spent the day in mourning and didn’t see her on her real birthday).
🛌: It’s Michael! The exact game is set somewhere around fnaf 1 when Evan started trying to torment him through his dreams, but he’d had similar nightmares since before the bite that grew more graphic over time. He has these nightmares when he falls asleep at the pizzeria during his shifts Movie-Mike style.
oh uh also William was like 8 when the Great Smog Of London happened so uh take that as you will I guess
#fnaf#fnaf au#sleepwalking insomniac#william afton#michael afton#elizabeth afton#evan afton#crying child#tw child death#tw neglect
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FISCHL HCS bc she’s so lee but I can’t think of a fic for her rn 💜
A LOT of people tickle her when her tyrannical yapping becomes too much. Mona especially, bc she’s sick and tired of Fischl’s chuunibyou tomfoolery and thinks it’s funny how she screams and gets all indignant with one pinch
Traveler (Lumine in my case) just likes being a nuisance and will tickle her while she’s loquaciously orating, and they'll keep playing along with her act just to be a tease ;)
Like "Oh? Seems the element of laughter is super effective against the Prinzessin der Verurteilung!"
Or the Traveler remains mostly terse while Fischl is babbling and screeching her head off so it becomes silent ler vs. chatty lee tehe
When she's tickled Fischl absolutely loses all ability to form words, even German and fantastical ones, like it’s BAD and the contrast is HILARIOUS
She'll go from "Retreat, perverted miscreant! Mine eyes of darkness behold thy villainous intentions and exhort thee to stay away! S-Stay away..." to "STAahfahfhsahaHAf NAOOOOO!!"
Also her laugh is squeaky, girlish, whiny, and snorty and not at all dignified or macabre.
Bennett prob doesn’t tickle her as much, mostly cuz he never thinks to, but when she unleashes the onslaught of a thousand fingers once again one day he FINALLY thinks to tickle her back.
Ofc, with his luck, he gets all the wrong spots and gets wrecked as a result. It’s probably Razor accidentally sweeping his hair across her neck that reveals it to him.
She's on the ace spectrum. That's not tk-related but it's still an hc!!
Occasionally Fischl will ask to be tickled but because of her verbose language no one can understand what she's saying TT
Lisa I bet tickles her whenever she comes to the library, especially when she would come alone and shrunken in on herself and in such strange attire. She also quotes lines from Fischl’s favorite storybooks and theatre scripts while wrecking her lmaooo
(SUMMER FANTASIA WAS EPIC anyway) Xinyan would sporadically poke her or “strum” her sides whenever she seemed down or distant, leading to a lot of tk fights. Kazuha too, except his attacks would be more deliberate and malevolently soft.
Fischl also def babysits Klee sometimes and tickles her when reading or telling her stories cuz Klee is adorable ♡
Fischl and Xingqiu would be such good friends ANYWAY I'm sure it came up once when they were reading together. Fishxing are both so competitive and prideful so their attacks often end in fights often end in begrudging draws.
Oz definitely rats her out to anyone who seems affectionately exhausted with her antics. Whatever happened to loyalty??
There seems to be a common hc that Genshin characters with skin exposed in their outfits are more ticklish on those spots, and who am I to change that? Anyway, she’s most ticklish under her arms, in the crooks of her elbows and knees, and on her legs, sides, and back/shoulder blades (also where her vision is!) like she has so much fishnet and nylon in her ensemble she’s got to be so tickly (haha get it fischnet??)
On the ler side of things, she’s got long nails, archers’ hands, and an electro bird, so… >:)
#py plates shortcakes#I love my delulu babies 💜#all of this was just an excuse to parade my circumlocutory rambling#writing fischl dialogue is the my favorite thing ever#fischl von luftschloss narfidort#fischl#lee!fischl#ler!fischl#fischl tickle#genshin impact#genshin tickle#tickle#tickle hcs#sorry about all the purple I wanted to make it kind of easier to read???#colored text
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Just me and my ramblings about the new event in Twst EN — A Storybook Adventure: Stitch's Tropical Turbulence Book 1
SPOILERS BELOW CUT!
And me fangirling for Azul as well... >////<
So Azul and Floyd are searching for a book to help decide on what place they want to go to for vacation. The idea that they'll go on a vacation together is just- 🥹🥹
Azul, please let me join you.
Azul looks so cute when he got startled by Lilia 🤭 Just look at his face!! 🩷💜
Meanwhile, Floyd is just chill 😂
AAAHHHHH YES OF COURSE!! ✨
As of now, I'm with Ace, Jack, and Riddle. But Riddle and Jack's reaction upon seeing Azul and Floyd...
*nervous chuckle* ehehe... 😅😅
Moving on, they start talking about plans for the summer!
Ace is going with his family to the Shaftlands. And speaking of it.. Azul asks Jack what place he recommends to visit at the Shaftlands.
Jack talks about his family and this place they went too. It's just adorable to see Jack talking like this ^^ And look at Azul smiling as well!!! 🩷💜
Azul, you should smile more!
Lilia talking about taking Malleus out for a trip! So adorable!! 🥰🥰
Riddle says he's going to summer camp. But this isn't the summer camp I was expecting.. 😔
Of course Grim would be jealous. I would be too 😭
Azul, please take me with you!! >//////<
This is it!! 😳😳 Ask and it shall be given.
We're going on vacation~
So where you wanna go~
(Me? Obsessed with you?)
Forever young. I wanna be forever young~
It suddenly became a TikTok 😳 *insert me doing this TikTok dance with the characters in this event* 😂😂
#twisted wonderland#azul ashengrotto#floyd leech#lilia vanrouge#riddle rosehearts#ace trappola#jack howl#twst grim#twst mc#twst yuu#thoughts and rambles🌻
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You know how you always apologize in the tags when you go on a Paw Patrol rant? Well, I for one really enjoy your little essays, I love how unashamedly passionate you are about Paw Patrol, how you overanalyze and theorize about it just like I do, it's why I love this blog so much, I love nerding out with you over these cute cartoon dogs
How dare you do this to me when I'm sick and emotional (/j) 😭🫂💜 I'm gonna cry (edit: ok I actually did, a bit XD)
Seriously now, thank you so much too. Every time I see you popping up around in any of my askboxes I go like "OH MY GOD COTTON CANDY SENT ME AN ASK AGAIN AAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE THEM SO MUCH LET'S SEE WHAT IT'S ABOUT THIS TIME" - really, Blue and Eryx can confirm, I go nuts for a whole minute or two in our little Discord server XDD it's always a joy to see you around.
I guess I tend to apologize because it's a little like an automatic reaction... It wasn't THAT MUCH or that bad, but I've been told numerous times I shouldn't focus so much on things that are soooooo not for my age. I always have to remind relatives and their friends that it's people my age or older who get to work on producing these things in the first place. And I know people hear these things since early on too, it's annoying, like what the hell, let us live our little lives, we're not actively affecting yours XD
I still find it funny, how passionate I got about Paw Patrol, because when I started watching it, I wasn't expecting to get SO INTO IT.
When I stop to think, most my profile pics on social media/messaging apps are now of Paw Patrol. I've been watching it since January, right after my dog Dakota died. I got now two blogs (and a half bc I'm sorta "helping" Eryx with her askblog of Everest/Tracker/Rex so I was added as a mod there) only for Paw Patrol stuff instead of mixing it around in my personal blog like most my other interests/fandoms. My Telegram art channel has been 90% Paw Patrol arts this entire year so far, except for commissions. I met amazing people in this fandom and even got one hate comment LMAO there's this old Tumblr saying that states your blog hasn't truly started until you get a hate message 😂 Heck I even bought three toys so far! It's been AGES since I last bought anything fandom related for myself, on anything at all. The one thing that comes to mind is the Lightning McQueen origins storybook last year (still gotta remember to buy Jackson Storm's and Cruz Ramirez's too). I usually make/paint/craft my own stuff instead of buying (one of the several reasons I relate to Rocky!).
I just, wow? It's real. I got this whole thing going on and it makes me smile every day and I don't want it to stop any soon. I started watching the show as a way to soothe myself and relax my stressed brain after Dakota's passing. Didn't expect to get so far. I'm glad I did and that I'm here with you guys.
Thanks for being part of what makes it so special for me too, Cotton Candy. You're amazing and I love it whenever you show up bringing more stuff for me to talk about 💜 PAW PATROL IS ON A ROLL, MY FRIEND, LET'S GOOOOOOO
#cottoncandyswirl828#YOU ARE AMAZING AND VALID TOO#I'll try to not apologize so much IT'S JUST THAT I FIND IT FUNNY I GET CARRIED LIKE THAT EVERYTIME#Thanks thanks THANKS#Thanks for the ask!!#Paw Patrol#Positivity#That's it I'm a reference in the fandom now omfg do I need a name to call my followers now??
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Congrats darling! 🥂🎉
May I hit up the chai cookies off the menu please and thank you: “holly” with our boy Tyson?
🫶🏻💜
okay, holly always makes me think of winter and the holidays so that's where we went with this fic. also Tyson being in Buffalo... it fits perfectly.
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It was easy to fall in love. Especially easy to fall in love with your boyfriend Tyson. You believed that you fell for him since you first saw him. And you think you fall in love with him every single day.
Especially the days that you woke up in bed with him, tangled in his arms, his warn skin over yours. Like this morning.
When your eyes opened, fluttering against the early morning light, you sigh at the sight of the worn wooden walls, the lattice window opening up to a wonderland of pine trees dusted with snow.
You knew it was a wildly different sight than most of your friends would be waking up to. Most players who weren’t participating in the All-Star game went off to these topical locations, with white sand beaches and gentle ocean breezes. But you and Tyson decided that wasn’t what you wanted.
You loved the winter and Tyson loved you. So, the two of you rented a cabin in upstate New York and spent the almost two-week-long break in your own little secluded snow globe.
There is a shift of weight on the mattress and your gaze finally directs down to Tyson pressed against you, his curls mussed and his breath coming in gently. You sneak your arm around him, hand coming to rest on his chest and feel the steady beat of his heart under your palm. Another sigh escapes you as you bury your face into the nape of his neck, scooting closer to him.
Beneath your hands, you can feel Tyson move again, his arm moving to cover the hand that rested on his chest, intertwining your fingers with his. You weren’t sure if he was awake yet as it seemed that Tyson always ended up reaching for you even in his dreams. But you quickly got your answer when you hear the mumbled words fall from Tyson’s mouth.
“I never want to leave this bed.”
Your heart softened at his words as you pull him closer to you. You know that he means it as more than just a statement about how comfortable he is. The words convey the weight of a fantasy that could never be true. A world where it was always just the two of you – no distance, no stress, no worries. A storybook. A fairytale. A winter wonderland.
“Then let’s not,” you whisper to him, not wanting to shatter the illusion for him, wanting to fuel his hope a little more even through the two of you knew it was all a lie.
Tyson rolls over, finally facing you and you can feel yourself fall even harder for him when his brown eyes connect with yours, the whispers of his goofy grin painted on his face.
“Just forget the world out there?” he asks, the teasing tone clear in the morning light.
“Run away and never look back,” you reply, matching his timbre.
“You know I’d run anywhere with you.”
“I know. You know I’d do the same.”
There is no stopping the gravity of him pulling you in, your lips coming to meet his in a sweet kiss, Tyson’s arms wrapping around you to press you into his body. You welcome him gladly, deepening the kiss and feeling the trill in your heart at the sound of his gentle groan against your lips.
Tyson’s lips start to wander, departing from your lips to trail down to your neck, his hand coming to the back of your thigh to throw your leg over his hip. You sigh, your head tilting to give him more access, one of your hands tangling in his hair, the soft breath of a moan releasing from your chest.
Unfortunately, before things can progress any further, both you and Tyson’s movements are stilled by a knocking on the bedroom door.
“If ya’ll are fucking, hurry it up. We’re going sledding!”
It’s Erik’s voice that cuts through the calm morning, followed shortly by Jackie’s admonished shriek of his name and you hear EJ’s laughter as his footsteps retreat back down the hall. You feel the vibration of Tyson’s groan against the delicate skin of your neck.
“Remind me why we invited them?” he mutters.
“Because we’re too fucking nice,” you reply, the mood effectively killed as you and Tyson untangle from each other. The two of you stare at each other for a moment before Tyson is huffing out a small breath of laughter, his eyes rolling towards the ceiling.
You stay curled up in the sheets as you watch Tyson lift himself up, his skin pale in the snow-reflected light, watching the way his muscles shift as he stretches his arms over his head. He turns back to you with that infectious smile on his face before he holds his hand out to you.
“Come on. Gotta make sure EJ doesn’t break his other knee.”
It is your turn to let the light laugh fall as you close your hand in his. Tyson pulls you from the sheets, the wood of the cabin feeling delightful against your bare feet. Tyson continues to bring you to him, enveloping you in a warm embrace, one that you happily sink into, your cheek coming to rest on his chest.
The two of you stand there, wrapped in each other for a brief moment before Tyson presses a soft kiss to the crown of your head. He slowly unwinds himself from you and you watch as he disappears into the adjoining bathroom.
You sigh, glancing back at the bed and it’s delightfully ruffled sheets. The call of them is enticing and it takes all your willpower not to sink back into the cotton. But there was too much to do so you silence their call by pulling them taut, making the bed.
#1k cele bakery#nicole writes#tyson jost fluff#tyson jost blurb#buffalo sabres blurb#nhl blurb#hockey blurb
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Hey! I'm a stranger on the internet so I know my opinion is not, like, the most important, but I just wanna say I'm glad you exist and I think people on the aro/ace side of our big gay alphabet are really important to have in my life because they've helped me learn so much about myself and how society has trained me to prioritize one kind of experience over so many others and start to take that apart, which has genuinely made my life better. So I'm glad you exist!! Have a great night!!
Wait this is so-
Thank you for saying this, really. I vent a lot about it here, but this website used to be a pretty bad place for me back when I was a teenager and I was still figuring myself out.
Things have gotten a lot better, both because people have learned and things have gotten better (and the worst people moved to Twitter lol). But it's also because I have learned and grown, and I've curated my space intentionally. Sometimes I still feel a little bit like that scared kid I used to be, and sometimes I feel a little resentful that I had to grow up at the time I did, but all in all being asexual and a little bit aro is a part of me I feel proud of.
I'm glad I can help people understand asexuality/aromanticism a little more because it really did enrich my life in so many ways. I think so many people get stuck in feeling awful about themselves because they don't live up to storybook ideals of sex and romance but there's so much more in life and so many wonderful things about it.
Have a great day, friend 💜
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Chapter 13 Sneak Peek
big thanks to everyone who helped me cope with yesterday!! i can definitively say that we (finally) have a chapter opener 💜💜
“And that’s when we stunned him.”
Just like with Hermione, Clarence’s Pritchard’s words sent a lance of heat through Harry’s middle. He tried not to let his imagination conjure up the situation, but it was all too easy to picture. Rolling the tension from his neck, Harry sucked in a breath with the hope it would stop him from throwing something.
“Did he say anything?” Harry asked, intentionally keeping his voice even, but the underlying seething was still there, even to his own ears.
Pritchard shifted awkwardly in his seat across the table. “Nothing I care to repeat.”
That was fine. Hearing it once from Hermione was enough. Harry scratched out a few notes and slid the parchment across the desk. “If you can sign and date the bottom, please.”
Signing his name in one clean motion, Pritchard finished with a flourish then sat back in his chair.
“How-” He hesitated, watching Harry with clear blue eyes. “I understand if you can’t tell me, but how is Miss Weasley?”
Harry didn’t respond right away, because he honestly didn’t know. He’d spent the last twenty-four hours overseeing Morgan’s transfer into MLE holding, and attempting to check out a pensive from Administrative Services, and dodging Padma’s attempts to schedule a follow-up appointment.
Ron had made it his personal responsibility to check in on Ginny every few hours or so, but beyond reporting back that ‘she’s fine, just quiet’, Harry had no idea how she was processing the incident. He had the sneaking suspicion that if he tried to find out for himself he would just make everything worse.
“She’ll be a lot better once all this is over,” Harry answered noncommittally.
Clarence nodded and rose slowly from his chair. His joints looked like they pained him with each minute movement. Harry stood as well, tapping his knuckles on the table and chewing on the inside of his cheek.
“Mr. Pritchard?” Harry blurted, before he could lose his opportunity. “You’re somewhat of an area historian, correct?”
He smiled like Harry made a particularly funny joke. “Town crier most would say.”
“Can I ask you-” Harry faltered, caught between protocol and intuition. It was a risk, sharing theories, let alone unconfirmed ones. Privileged information during an ongoing investigation could make or break a case and in Harry’s experience it was usually a calculated shot in the dark. He didn’t want to take unnecessary chances, but at the moment, he needed insight more than he needed secrecy. “Can I ask you about Harpies?”
Pritchard blinked a few times, clearly confused. “The Harpies? Surely Aidan Hughes or Coach Bodimont would be better suited than I?”
“No, sorry,” Harry clarified. “Not the Harpies, but the ones from the stories. The ones Rhiannon conjured to help her rescue her son.”
If possible, Pritchard’s brow furrowed even more. “Is this to do with what happened to Miss Weasley?”
Harry kept his expression intentionally blank. “Call it a passing curiosity.”
“Well,” Pritchard sighed. “Unfortunately, there’s not much to tell. Most of the old tales refer to the birds of Rhiannon as mystical beings that acted as omens of death, as opposed to carnal creatures. They’ve been described as impossibly large ravens, angels, or even demons. Some say they do Rhiannon’s bidding, others say they were merely her companions with their own autarchy. Very little is known to begin with. They haven’t been documented in modern times, certainly.”
Harry took this onslaught of info and filed it away for later. “How did she conjure them?”
Pritchard seemed to think on his words. “All sources can account that Rhiannon was a singularly gifted witch, however magic was much, much different a millennia ago. How she found or mastered them remains a mystery. If there is such a ritual or a ceremony, it is lost to us now.”
“Sources,” Harry didn’t mean to sound so skeptical, he really didn’t. “You mean the storybooks?”
“All greatness becomes legend,” Pritchard explained patiently. “Eventually, legend evolves into fable. One day, Harry Potter, you may even be a fairytale.”
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tagging the people who replied: @valfromcall @sleepwalkabouter @cloudywerewolf @blondelunaa @curse-04 @horseneighbor @magical-vibes00 @severedestinytheorist @corneliastreet28 @heartstopping-waves
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URL Song Game
rules: write one song for every letter in your url, and then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL.
I enjoy completing these every time because they still challenge my crappy memory. Thank you for the tag, Jenna 💜 (@fireplceashes)
I'm gonna check out some of your songs btw
Mysterious Ways by U2
Oh Love by Green Day
Oh Ms Believer by Twenty One Pilots
Need Your Love by Cheap Trick
Raunchy by Duane Eddy
I Want You by Savage Garden
Sweeter Than You by Ricky Nelson
Emylie by Steigerwelt
BYE BYE by Red Velvet
Love Me by Yiruma
U + Ur Hand by P!nk
El Scorcho by Weezer
Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles
You Make Loving Fun by Fleetwood Mac
Elegia by New Order
Stop And Stare by OneRepublic
No pressure tags: @nooneisstraight, @mental-breakdown-machine
@moderatelyluckypenny, @theannoyeddragon82, @gothhobbithoe
@storybook-tiles, @elpantalones, @silentspacebee and anyone else who would like to join
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Wednesday Update!
🌪️: *huffing with a pout in his jackal form, laying on his fluffy bean bag*
⚰️: *giggles*
🐍: He’s huffy that his ma showed us baby pictures of him~ He’s so tiny though, holding him was the best thing too *laughs* just wait till I find Anubis~
⚰️: 😐
🗡️: BABY! BABY! LOOK WHO I FOUND! 🥰 His name is Frizz
🎧: Miss Persephone gave me flowers and Cupid did my makeup I’m so pink and pretty today 🥰
💀: This or…a suit for the ball tonight…
🌪️: *whispers* I think you look hot in both~
♥️: I finally got it on! :0 now I just have to redo it later for the ball…or just not take it off-
🍷: There’s no real reason for this- I’m tired and Ace is dragging me out tonight so this is my reward 🤭
🎐: He said yes 🥰 *giggles and finishes his makeup*
❣️: I went out with Teddy and he started climbing his favorite little tree, he’s so cute 🥺 *happy baby*
💘: I’m so tired *flops* I still gotta go out later *whines and wiggles around*
✨: *snoring*
🫐: Maria and I went on a walk *smiles* She misses you dear, would you like to join?
🍹: Dress for tonight~ I wish it was a bit more red
🪦: My little strawberry, I love her so much *giggles and holds her happily*
🔮: *shy blush and cuddles into her chest* I love you too mon amour
possible new residents: @monsterhigh-cb [🐟🤍💍 && ⚡💙 && 👻💜 && 🐺💕] @faywithlove @theinvitation-bot @badbf-cb @welcome-to-maniac [🐇🖤 && 🌻❤️] @clubwnderland @supernaturalcb @domxbot @fantasyaespa [💚🐈 && 💎☀️] @thepatchedpaw @dawnswonderland-entertainment @k-pop-shelter @chooseyourboycb [🔪❤️🩹] @beastfights-starting @divineblood-cb @urtwice @welcometosector1 @9ateez-multiau-bot @mxthxbot @lunaaofthemoon @littleboywooyoungie @musiclovermino [🎶💛] @k-venturetime [🍓❣️] @multi-joong [🌧️🧡] @reve-rv @k-half-blood @multi-esme @the-hellhounds @kingtaythecute [🥧💗] @logan-oc-cb @cheerxcaptainxhongjoong @kardpackcb @3rachabot @kingdom-of-dicentra @starhunters-reign @elemental-dream @namiras-rose-tattoos @glamrockpop-cb @storybook-nct @dreampodcast @beaconhillsxbot @fantasycafexbot @thenine-cb @screamcb @hoteldelluna-rp [DM +/-]
#update.txt#🌪️set.txt#⚰️anubis.txt#🐍loki.txt#🗡️ares.txt#🎧apollo.txt#💀jay.txt#♥️ace.txt#🍷dionysus.txt#🎐leo.txt#❣️eros.txt#💘cupid.txt#✨jooheon.txt#🫐hades.txt#🍹emilia.txt#🪦hel.txt#🔮hecate.txt
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❗Admin Notice❗
Okay... It's been a long time coming and I'm sure most of you have expected this.
I want to say in advance that I'm extremely sorry to everyone I've interacted with, I've not been active at all with anyone in the past few months, life has gotten in the way and it's brought me up to this point, where I think it might be time for me to step away from the roleplay community for a while at least. I've absolutely loved my time here, I've made so many amazing friends and I really hope we can stay in touch and continue our friendships, you all mean so much to me and have been a massive support to me (even if you don't know it)💜
Although I know I don't really have to, I feel like I owe you all an explanation, Recently, my mental health has not been good. The past 3 years or so, I've been working through a lot and it has been completely mentally and physically draining. I am chasing multiple different diagnoses with doctors and therapists and it's all just a big mess and it's taking a massive toll on me. I have been looking into getting a diagnosis for a serious neurological dissociative disorder that affects my daily life and memory (some of you may know this) and it has affected my time management and abilities to do simple things on a day to day basis.
If anyone is wanting to know more for those who aren't already aware of this, I'm happy to have a conversation in dms, as I have had some conflict in the past regarding how it affected roleplays in the past.
I'm also retaking my final year of university for one of my two courses as I had to essentially drop out due to the time I've spe in hospitals and mental health services the past 3 years.
I don't want to be using these as excuses for my poor treatment of you guys in roleplays, and again I really do want to make it clear that I have thoroughly enjoyed (almost) every interaction I've had here. There have certainly been ups and downs, but recently it has only really been downs. I've lost my motivation to continue, it takes a lot out of me to be running so many storylines and relationship and it's started to make me fall out of line with my own life for being so focused on my characters and their lives.
There may come a time when I might want to reopen again and join back into the community, but for now, it's time for me to take a step back and focus on myself and my future.
I want to keep my OC blog open still, but it will only really be writing about them rather than roleplays. If anyone is interested in keeping up with them, do let me know, and if anyone wants to keep in touch via my main account, shoot me a DM and I'll send you the @ if you don't already know it :3
Again, thank you all for such an amazing experience, I really hope to stay in touch with many admins and continue to be friends and keep up on your roleplay adventures, even if I'm not directly involved in them, I love seei the character development and storylines I wish you guys all the best!
💜: @fallenangel-oc @supernatural-shinee @storybook-nct @dark-royals-cb @sxryjn @moongods-cb @sugardaddybangchan @modelseungsik @oc-acehouse @ocmyths @thegreatdahliacase-cb @the-hellhounds @chungha-oc @k-half-blood @multi-esme @9ateez-multiau-bot @shangrixxla @xiao-mingi @kardpackcb @vivzie-kpop-cb @mxthxbot
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Hi! :) You're HOTD OCs are absolutely amazing -- as you might have seen from my reblogging spree.
Can you tell us more about House Oleander's political agenda and their role within the power structures of the Reach? Did they back the Tyrells during AC or were they one of the houses that meant to be Lords Paramount themselves?
Vivienne is a fable beauty and probably sent to court to advance the family's position by marriage -- what's her opinion on this? Is she also ambitious? Is her lighter colouring symbolic of her nature?
Feel free to treat this as a safe space to tell us stuff you wanna share but no one has asked yet. I'd love to hear more details!
And finally can you tell us the faceclaim for Mikael Oleander? I would like to get a better look at him.
Your faceclaims are super well chosen btw, the actors are largely unknown and share the family characteristics.
aww thanks so much for your kind words. i will do my best to answer tour questions below. 💜
house oleander is a house that basically built themselves from nothing. from the get go their motives were all about what could pull them higher and higher socially. they are not as powerful politically as the tyrells, but they do share a long history with them. members of the house married into the tyrell house and vice versa over the years. in the dance of dragons era, house oleander has a fairly large influence in the reach. they have solid connections both within and without the reach. especially once the Hightowers start making moves in the capital, as the matriarch of their house is otto’s sister. juliaena marries into house tyrell during this time period as a show of solidarity between the two houses during this period as well, while her sister’s hand was claimed by rhaerion targaryen. the oleanders never ruled the reach in name but were certainly one of the most well known houses. i certainly think that if they had their way they would’ve taken over as lords paramount of the reach, but opted to keep their enemies close instead.
vivienne is certain a passioned storybook damsel. i based her off of a large combination of fictional and historical characters. her beauty was definitely more of a curse than a blessing as it resulted in many of her woes. it’s what initially resulted in her mother shipping her off to the capital alongside her older sister. vivienne has always been a dutiful woman. thus, it wasn’t difficult for her to go along with being used as a pawn because in her mind it was for the greater good. she never really had ill feelings about it, nor did she hope to gain more from it than what was necessary for her family. the woman didn’t really have any personal ambitions. all she wanted was to be happy alongside her beloved, jaegor. however, even that wasn’t possible for her ultimately. thanks to her family (the Hightowers and the oleanders) she was forced to marry rhaerion instead. while he claimed to love her, the only good thing that really came out of that arrangement that worked in her own favor was that birth of her daughter aeva. also, her coloring is most certainly an ode to her gentle nature and innocence. great eye!
last by not least, mikal oleander’s faceclaim is the adorable giorgio belli. thank you so much for your compliments to my fc choices. i do my best to cast families properly and use people that aren’t as mainstream. 😊
#ask#*answered#misskatiewrites#hotd oc#hotd#*house oleander#oc:vivienne#oc:mikal#oc:juliaena#fandom:house of the dragon#mobile post#thanks for the ask!
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