#have also done the second one but imma post it later

[whataduck]

ostober: sundown

tfw you were planning to do a challenge and then forget on the very first day.

[fluffyprettykitty]

SELENE‼️‼️U AND UR DIRTY (and super talented may i add) MIND ARE GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME😵‍💫😵‍💫

i saw ur ✨dbf!sam✨ post yesterday... so imma add fuel to the fire... and suggest *drumroll*

sugardaddy!sam😏

Warnings: oral sex, daddy kink, age gap, oral fixation, penetration, pretty much everything. if I missed anything major please let me know!

WC: 900 words

Author’s Note: thank you and sorry, this took a while sweet nonnie but it's here several heatwaves later & onto winter! still accepting requests for any sam wilson au particularly!

Main Masterlist ・❥・ Sam Wilson Masterlist

Sugar daddy Sam is a bit older than you, very confident in himself, loves showcasing his love at any second, and never hesitates to present you as his woman.

He loves to gift you things, of course, he loves learning each and every unique trait that represents to you to better determine what you need. He loves to say that every want and a whim is actually a need so he never hesitates at all.

Besides getting you a whole new wardrobe for each one of your dates, (Because you need to change at least four times to know what you look good in the most) completely set with shoes and jewelry and booked nail and hair appointments, a driver with fancy limousine waiting outside your house for as long as you need, he also likes giving you a big bouquet of flowers.

Once you complain that you don't have enough vases, he starts moving on to plants. Suddenly your garden is the prettiest in the whole neighborhood.

He has so many nicknames for you, sugar, love, baby girl, sunshine, and yet his favorite one is when he calls you a good girl when you are struggling to take all of his cock inside you. No matter how many times he has done that he still finds a little trouble going too deep. Only when you whine and beg that you can do it does he let himself loose.

Now he is a busy man, so he always makes sure to coordinate your schedules to spend as much as you need but also to make sure that he doesn't demand way too much of you. He knows that the time you dedicate to him is a privilege for him. He respects your job and your love for your family, he would never want to have you only living and breathing for him. So for every holiday, he books holidays for you and your family to take you all on.

He always takes his time to dote on you, a weekend getaway here or there, a day trip down to the beach, or the rooftop of a hotel booked exclusively just for the pair of you. He likes an inside pool just as much as he likes an outside one.

His favorite memory to keep through a busy day is the image of him on to you, his chain hanging above your lips, with sweat dripping down from both of your bodies as he pounds hard inside, your breasts vibrating just for him, he has thought of asking you to get nipple piercings many times but he still hesitates a little to ask you confidently.

He dreams of his fingers inside your mouth as you are sitting comfortably next to him on his velvet couch and he always misses you when you are not around.

He keeps little reminders of you on him all the time, besides love bruises. He loves keeping a necklace you got him for his birthday with your initials tucked underneath his chains. He has your name written on his cuff links, and he keeps a pair of your panties inside the pocket of his dress suit to remind him what he can return to after a long day.

Now each morning he texts you good morning without fail, he calls you when he knows you're getting ready for work, and he tries not to distract you too much but sometimes you end up being late for work, that's what happens when your phone has such a nice camera on it and his voice just sounds sweet and sensual like that.

Most of all he is a giver, when he's with you, he wants to spend his time worshipping you, asking you how much you love him as his tongue stays close to your pussy lips while his fingers caress your skin. He loves taking his sweet time eating you out only to relax you, and because as he says it's much easier for you to focus on anything with two orgasms drawn from out of you.

Sam always smiles whenever you call him daddy outside of the bedroom setting, he loves knowing you love him this much. His favorite moniker and the only thing that makes him harder at any given second. He loves tracing your lips with his fingers as you sweetly tell him about your day and he always listens, there's no piece of information that he ever forgets.

From diamond bikinis to expensive lingerie, to luxurious faux fur with nothing underneath, he never seems uninterested, in anything you do, or anything you wear, he likes them all as long as it's you and what you want.

And when he gets a little too frustrated at work he doesn't hesitate to call you for some sort of emotional or sensual relief and whenever you are available to get whisked away to his apartment or his office he makes sure to reward you in every way possible.

And he shows up to your house the day you've decided to deep clean everything, he takes off his shirt and helps you with everything. Never was afraid to get a little dirty.

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[unreadpoppy]

down by the river - chapter 1

Raphael x Warlock!Tav

A/N: Imma be honest that I don't know where I'm going with this. Had the idea for a long time and then got inspired by a reddit post and a few things said in a server. Also, there will probably be a second chapter.

Read on AO3

Chapter 2

While Tav was taking her precious time looting the corpses of their fallen foes, Astarion gathered the others around. 

“What a strange leader we have, don’t you think?” 

“What do you mean?” Shadowheart asked. 

“I mean, she barely speaks to anyone about anything, when we try to ask her about her life, she shuts off. I mean, I have my doubts that ‘Tav’ is even her real name!” Astarion said. “Besides, she has that…weird… writing on her collarbone that looks like a burn scar that no one can figure out what it means.”

The cleric looked at Tav, who was far away and with her back turned towards them. “Well, we all have our secrets. I know I have mine.” Then, she addressed Astarion. “However, I will say, I don’t even know what her…deal is.” 

“Deal?” The vampire asked. 

“You know. You’re a rogue, I’m a cleric, Wyll’s a warlock, but Tav…” 

At that moment, Wyll put his head in between the two of them. “I think it’s best if you leave the gossip for later.” He motioned forwards with his chin. “Tav’s coming.” 

They tried not to look suspicious, each looking in another direction. Tav eyed them with a raised brow. 

“Ah Tav, finally done turning every stone you could find?” Astarion asked. She merely grumbled and turned towards Wyll.

“We will go find that devil you need to kill.” Tav said, and began walking away. The three eyed each other and followed along.   

Later that night, now with Karlach in tow, the group was visited by Mizora, who punished her warlock for not keeping his part of the deal. Before the she-devil left, she turned towards the leader.

“Oh and dear Tav, I would keep both of my eyes very open.” She smirked. “Your master is looking for you.” Engulfed in flames, the cambion left the party alone and filled with questions. 

There was silence all around, only the crinkling of the fire being heard, as everyone turned to look at Tav, who had anger written across her face. 

Finally, Karlach spoke. “What…the…fuck.”  

“So. Do you have anything you’d like to tell us, Tav?” Astarion asked, having daggers shot in his direction.

“No.” Tav replied dryly. She sighed. “I’ll go to sleep now. I’d recommend everyone do the same.” She turned her back on the group, gathered her things and laid on her bedroll. The others shared confused and worried looks, but most shrugged and moved on.

 Tav closed her eyes, almost immediately falling into a dream. In it, she saw herself, alongside her companions. It was night and they were near a river, the moon shining above them. There was a figure, waist-deep inside the body of water, surrounded by weird, hook like shapes that turned into fish. 

Tav waved a hand, setting the water ablaze. She entered the river and walked towards the person. After the flames had died down, Tav looked around and then glanced at a familiar face she knew all too well. 

The face of the devil who had saved her many years ago. Whom had burned his name onto her skin. He looked at her and smirked. 

Tav woke up, the mark on her collarbone burning. She breathed rapidly, placing a hand where it hurt and whispered 

“Raphael.” 

[raenizza]

Post-Workout

Sypnosis: Jey pulls up to the house after his long workout with his brothers. He originally planned to be home at an earlier time to help the Reader prepare dinner, but it has been over two hours since. In order to make up for it, he bought her flowers and her favorite candy to sweeten her up for his lateness while also laying down another surprise for her.

Characters/ Pairings: Jey Uso x Reader, Jey Uso x Black Reader, Jey Uso x OC, Jey Uso x Black OC, Jey Uso x Y/N

Word Count: 2,688

Warnings: Cursing, WAP, a little bump and grind, creamy glizzy, and some good ole luvin’

Author’s Note: Hello my loves! It has been a while since I’ve written something so I decided to surprise yall with something short and sweet to read over the weekend. Enjoy 😊

~~

“Aight y’all, I gotta hit the road” Jey says to his brothers after placing down the weights and moving towards the lockers to get his gym bag. 

“Already? Bro we just started” Jimmy chuckles. 

The boys planned to do a quick 3-hour session in, but then 3 hours quickly turned into 5, due to their competitive nature. Jimmy and Solo stopped their routine and stood up from their machines as they watched their brother gather his things. 

“Uce it's just 30 more minutes. It won’t take long” Solo spoke out. 

“Nah man, I gotta go. I promised y/n that I’d be home like 2 hours ago.” Jey responded to them heading in their direction.

“Maaan she goin be aight, we just got finish up this one last set-”

“Listen, yall can get it done without me, aight, I really gotta go. Plus I promised her” 

Jey said to his brothers as hugged them goodbye and sprinted tothe front of the gym.

“Uggggh, fine. But you owe us!” Jimmy said.

“I know, I’ll see y’all later, Love u!” he shouted as he opened the gym’s door.

“Love you too!” They both shouted back.

~

Jey realized how late it was getting and knew that he was going to have to make up for it big time. As he drove out of the gym's parking lot and headed down the main road, he pulled out his phone to give you quick call.

“Hey baby,” he said with such softness.

“Well Well, look who finally called. I was wondering when I was gonna get my husband back” you giggled on the other line.

“Look baby, I am on my way home now, aight. Imma be there in about 15-20 minutes tops.” He responded. 

“Mmhmm you said that, lemme check. about 3 whole hours ago.”

“I know I know I know things just got outta hand at the gym, you know competitive me and my brothers are plus we-” He stopped for a moment as he sat at the stoplight staring at the Target sign that lit up just a few miles down the road. 

“You know what baby, on second thought, make it 30 minutes.”

“THIRTY MINUTES?!?! Why?”

“ Don’t worry, I gotta surprise for you okay, just be ready when I get home.” 

You let out a deep negro sigh.

“Okay, just please come home safe, love” you ended the call. 

You wondered why he was so hesitant to end the call. Hoping that it was an actual surprise and that nothing actually happened to him on his commute home. You got up from the couch and entered the kitchen, looking at the mess you made from the meal you prepared. A small wave of sadness flooded you as you set aside his plate of food. The food looked amazing and came out great, hell it would’ve been perfect if he was here to enjoy it. You and Jey agreed that after his workout session, he’d come straight home and help make dinner, together. Like you always do with him, but sometimes things don’t work out as planned. And that’s okay, but when becomes a frequent occurrence, things start to change.

It’s not that you don’t mind your husband working and getting the things that need to be done, it’s just that some days you want him all to yourself. You want to feel his presence, his love, and warmth but due to the change in his schedule things have been quite difficult. You started to miss your man more often and try to spend every second with him as much as possible. 

After washing the dishes and putting dinner away, you swept up the kitchen making it as clean as possible. As you headed towards the staircase, you heard the machine for the garage door, open, indicating that your man has finally reached home. Excited as you are, you rushed towards the garage eager to grab the doorknob. But it sprung open before you could even get the chance. Jey’s beautiful face pierced out from the doorway. 

“IM HOMEEE!!” Jey said with his arms lifted in the air and the biggest smile on his face. Showing his bottom grills. He hugged and then picked you up all at the same time, flooding you with kisses and nibbles all over your face and neck.

“Ahhh!” you yelped out once he started to playfully bite your cheeks. You pushed him back, looking at the object in his hands.

“Are these for me?” You grabbed the large bouquet of flowers in his right hand.

“They most certainly are. They didn’t have any Roses, so I got these.” You looked at the beautiful bright pink carnation flowers and smiled at the kind gesture. Jey proceeded to go down on one knee, holding the flowers, and looking up to you. 

“Baby, I would like to apologize for my lateness, tonight. It won’t happen again, I promise you.” He handed the flowers to you. “Oh and one more thing.” Held in his other hand were three of your favorite candies. 

“I know you’ve been craving these for a minute now.” He said with a chuckle.  You laughed, grabbed the bouquet and kissed him deeply. 

“Thank you so much, baby. Your apology is accepted and I sure have” Trying to open up one of the candy bars. For a brief moment, the both of you stood there in each other's embrace, his cologne was so strong that even a few hours of the gym couldn’t stand a chance. All you could think of at that moment was how much you missed him. 

“I have one more surprise for you.” He said in a deep tone. Jey lifted you up, bridesmaid style and carried you up the stairs and into the master bedroom. He grabbed the bouquet and your candy from your hands and placed it on the dressing table. He placed you gently on the bed and started to undress you pulling off your sweatpants and t-shirt (his t-shirt to be exact) and worked his way from your beautiful brown thighs all the way up to your gorgeous face covering you with kisses, love bites, and massages. Before he reached your neck, he stripped himself of his clothes, leaving him with just his bright red briefs. You stopped him quickly.

“Wait, hold on baby. You’re not tired from the gym?” you asked with a concerned look.

“I got one more session in me.” He responded, going right back down to you. He finally reached your lips and started to kiss you slowly and intimately. The tip of his tongue swirls against yours as he exchanges saliva with you. You moaned in his mouth with every kiss, feeling him press his body against yours. You felt his dick harden in his undergarments as it grazed perfectly on your entrance. Jey slowly started to grind himself into you, without even stripping you down to your full nude. Kissing you still he grabbed his left hand and slid inside your damp panties, rubbing your already wet folds.

“Mmhmm baby, look at you. Already wet for me,” he said in between kisses. You couldn't help but only moaned as he spoke to you. It’s been a hot minute since you’ve felt like this, his heat mixing in with yours. He continued to rub your entrance, teasing you as his fingers would slide over your clit. You wanted him to pick up the pace just a bit more, and within a second he did. You grind your hips against his thick large fingers. ‘Fuck this feels so fucking good’ you thought. His breath was on your lips as he tempted to slide just one finger in, but he backed down instantly. He pulled his hand out from you and sucked your juices off his fingers. 

“Mmm you taste so good, baby girl,”  he says to you looking at your full lips. “Come taste it” as he kisses you again crashing his tongue once more into your mouth. It felt so good to have him in your face again. You closed your legs and started to shift your position a bit so you can kiss him even deeper. You feel yourself getting warm and hot as he slid his hand underneath grabbing your ass.

“I wanna cum so bad” you whispered on his lips.

“Mhmm, you wanna cum? Mmmmm” he moaned out

“We haven’t done anything yet baby, just kissing makes you wanna cum huh” he moans in your ear. You nodded your head in agreement. 

He pulled away and got up. Positioning himself right in front of you, Jey went straight to taking your panties off to unclasping your bra with the swiftness. He pulled his member out and began smacking it against your pussy lips.  As he slides the tip in, he let his spit fall directly on his shaft before fully entering and then making direct eye contact with you. Growling as your walls start to expand on his girth.

Jey started with slow and steady strokes, making you feel every inch of his dick, watching you moan in pleasure. 

“Oh you taking it baby, you taking that shit.” He says passionately on your lips. You felt him pump in and out of you slowly, making sure you adjust to his size just right. “Mmmm you feel so good.” you moaned out to him, as you dig your nails deeper into his tatted skin. Your eyes began to roll back as his strokes quickened. Moving at a much faster rate, you feel him holding your waist down as he fucks deep into you. You glance at the ceiling for a moment and then look back up to him in awe.  His gold Cuban link dangling over your face. 

“Mhmm mhmm, how that shit feel bae,” he said breathlessly in your ear.

“It. feels. So- mmmmhm.” You replied biting down on your lips and in between his strokes. Him pounding your shit felt so good you couldn’t even get any words out.

Jey slowed down a bit so he can reach his hand down to your pussy to rub your clit. He gently wrapped his free hand around your throat. This sent you over the edge, him pleasuring in ways only you could only imagine. Your pussy felt so good wrapped around his dick, taking him in. He watches you tense up at his strokes and as you moan in ecstasy. 

 “FUCK!.” he groaned to seeing your juices covering his dick, the room filled with wet noises coming from his deep strokes and his thighs slapping against you.

Jey then pulled you closer to him and decided to slow down for a bit, he lowered his head in the vape of your neck kissing it. He pulled back looking at you. 

“Look at my eyes.” You divert your attention from watching his waist and movement to his beautiful face, avoiding eye contact.

“You see how good you make me feel. Just look in my eyes. Can you see my desire for you?” he said in a breathy and lustful tone. You stared at the grills in his mouth, still not looking directly at him like wants you to.

“You see how bad I wanna fuck you. LOOK. AT. ME.” He grabbed your face instantly, forcing contact. You finally looked into his eyes. His beautiful dark chocolate brown eyes. He fucked you even deeper now that he made you look, his pelvis making a deep connection to yours. 

“That’s right baby, Look at me.” He says to you. You sensed your body feeling warm again, as you felt yourself coming close. Jey sensed this too and immediately stopped. “No baby don’t stop please don’t, keep goin.” You begged. 

“Mhmm, baby you gotta put in some work too,” he said as he slid out and laid on his back next to you. 

“C’mere. Come ride me.” He patted his lap signaling you to come. You quickly took position facing him. 

“Uhn Uhn turn around.” Shocked by this you turned yourself around, ass facing him. You arched a bit, so you can grab his tip gently placing it at the front of your entrance.

“Look at that. Look at that,” he says in between slaps on your ass, adoring every inch of you. He grabs your waist pulling you down onto him making it easier for the both of you. You started off slow, moving up and down at a good pace. 

“That’s it, baby. Keep going.” Jey started to grunt and moan. 

“Fuckkk” he whispered under his breath, watching your ass bounce on his dick made felt so fucking good. You felt his dick pulsate inside you, you started to pick up the pace.

“Mmmm yes, Daddy.” You breathed out to him, gripping your hips tiger, keeping that rhythm flowing. Riding him was always a favorite position of his and yours as well. You loved the satisfaction it gave you, his grunts and moans as you bounce on his dick, turns you on the most.

“Mmmhm That ass taking this dick. Gimme that ass baby” Jey growls under you. You proceeded to follow his request, giving him what he wants. Hell he deserves it. 

“ Ooouuu fuckkkk, that ass sounds so good on my dick baby! Shit!” He moaned out, this time slamming himself into you, fucking you right back, deeper and harder. 

From the sounds of your ass clapping echoes in the room, turning you on even more. Then on to the sounds from his Cuban link, heaving on his chest as he watches your ass shake all in his face.

His balls slapping against your clit made you cream so hard that it kept slipping out.

“Get it back in. Get. It. Back. In” he said through gritted teeth. You placed his dick right back at your entrance sliding it in. “Mmmmmm” you moaned out

Jey continued his pace from before but then quickly change positions. Instead of laying on his back, he got up and began hitting you from the back.

“Ouuuu Jey please-” you bawled out as your face is mushed in the mattress. Jey pounded himself into you, ignoring your cries. 

“Baby pleaseeee, please” You shifted your head forward looking at the full-length mirror on the wall in front of the bed. 

You watched your man focused on fucking you from behind. You started to feel yourself reach your climax. He glanced up at you through the mirror.

You try to pull back just for a quick second because of how close you are. 

“You tryna push me away huh.” He says feeling your pussy grip on his dick. He knows you are close.

“Don’t run, cum on this dick baby.” He spoke to you through the mirror.

“Fuccckkkk.” you looked at him

“Cum on it baby, that’s it.” He says grunting. “Ouuu shittttt!!!” you screamed out, closing your eyes and gripping the sheets. You came at the exact moment, as he started to fuck you even harder, reaching his own climax.

“That’s it, baby bust your fucking nut. Let that shit out.” He said fiercely. Jey felt himself reach his breaking point after watching you cum all over him. 

“Fuck I’m close as shit. Damn!” He looks down at the creamy substance covering his dick.

 You realized how much work he was putting in, and wanted to help him out a bit. So you fucked him right back, with the same steady pace. You turned your head around to face him, now locking eyes.

Jey bent down and gave you a quick sloppy kiss. 

“I'm bout to nut! Im bout to fucking- uhhhnnn uhhnn FUCK!!” he whined out grabbing your hips and putting you to a stop.

 “Fuck!” Jey pulled himself out and collapsed right next to you, taking a minute to catch his breath. You follow suit, laying on his tatted chest. Both of you panting on the bed, staring at the ceiling. 

You looked up at him giving him soft kisses on his face. He held you in his arms, kissing you right back. You both stopped and gazed at each other for an instant, embracing each other’s love.

[this-aint-massachusetts]

My future man au is finally done!!! After 1000 million years, so now ima yap about it. Warning for a long ass post.

First imma say all the characters that will be in the series:

Josh Futturman

Gabe Futturman

Diane Futturman

Ty-Anne ‘Tiger’ (her real name is Ty-Anne but goes by Tiger because I felt that made sense and would be less confusing for another character)

Cory ‘Wolf’ Wolfhart

Stu Camilo

Ty-Anne (I’ll explain this later)

Elias Kronish

Lucy ‘Lugnut’ Wolfhart (yeah she doesn’t canonically have a ‘real’ name but I gave her one cuz I can)

Jeri Lang (yay she’s not a bloody pulp!!)

Joosh Futturman (once again I’ll explain later)

J26 (will once again be explained later)

The Cluster (they might be taken out later though because I’m not quite sure how they’d fit into this au)

Marigold Kronish

[more might be added or removed later]

Here Biotics do still exist but they’re more calmer and less murdery so humans and Biotics now just coexist without wanting to kill and so there’s also no resistance. As well as Tiger still has part biotic in her.

So to explain a few character ‘duplicates’; Joosh, Josh, and J26 here all are separate people despite looking similar. Joosh is a far off cousin to the Futturmans who is still famous off his video games and energy drinks (and is still an asshole), J26 was another kid in the foster system like Josh he just got adopted way before him. As for Tiger and Ty-Anne, they’re both cousins, Ty-Anne being Stu’s daughter still and Tiger only living with the two because her mother is currently missing and/or just dead.

Following up with the foster system, this au is inspired by @dottsdraws foster au so J26 and Josh were both adopted yet J26 was adopted way before Josh was so he’s around 17 while Josh is 14.

Speaking of ages, this is kinda like a high school au so I think I should get into that a bit.

The school is a k-12

(The only ages that follow canon is Kronish, Marigold, Diane, Gabe and Stu so I won’t be putting those down) The ages in this is:

Josh - 15

Tiger - 15

Wolf - 15

Joosh - 23

Ty-Anne - 17

Jeri - 16

Lugnut - 13

J26 - 17

So Jeri is still a biotic yet since biotics are more peaceful here they don’t have the bombs in their necks anymore yet I still wanted to involve some kinda explosion thing for her so I made it that she has an interest in explosives because I’m silly like that.

Josh here also still has a crush on Jeri, she doesn’t like him like he likes her but like in canon she’s still a bit manipulative so she kinda screws around with him but doesn’t like him at all.

Now here is where I get into some headcanons for this so if you don’t like that you can skip this part or don’t yet please don’t be an ass about my headcanons.

So it’s implied in this au that Tiger is sapphic, it’s not really said directly and she doesn’t have a love interest but she is sapphic. As well as she’s nonbinary yet still uses fem pronouns (remember! Pronouns ≠ gender!). Josh is trans FtM that’s a main plot point of his character arc so it’s more main, as well as he’s bisexual. Like Tiger it isn’t directly said but Wolf is bisexual as well and his also FtM trans yet that also isn’t very much of a main plot point. For Jeri I wouldn’t consider her aroace but she doesn’t have interest with getting with anyone but still flirts with basically everyone no matter gender so I guess maybe she’d be demisexual and aromantic? And she’s transfem because I’m js silly like that.

K now that I’m done with that ima move onto some family relationships.

As said earlier, Tigers mother and father are either dead or missing so she lives with her uncle Stu and her cousin Ty-Anne. Lugnut and Wolf are siblings but Wolf is technically her legal caretaker because like Tigers parents they’re either dead or missing. Josh and J26 are both adopted siblings by Gabe and Diane as well as Joosh being a far off cousin.

Now ima get back to the school au thing for a second.

So since it is a school instead of Kronish and Stu being scientists, Kronish is the principal and Stu is the vice principal. Jeri is the class president yet Ty-Anne keeps trying to take that role over. J26 is there yet everyone in the school thinks he’s dead because he just hides in a classroom all day.

Not related to much but Josh has a pet chinchilla named Chimmy :3

Everyone except for Josh has a sorta love-hate relationship with Jeri. As well as in the story it won’t be brought up much but it’s implied that Jeri and Tiger dated briefly but it ended up in a messy break up which is why Tiger doesn’t like her all to much. (Oh and the explosives too, she doesn’t like her explosives)

Okay that was… a lot…. But that’s it for now. Like I said more will be added/removed if I decide to but that’s all I got for now. I’m tired see y’all sometime

[mothsakura]

oc post!

so i wanna start talking about ocs more but i got no clue how to do this so imma put my iterator ocs here since currently i am most fixated on them!

DAWNS_ABOUND local group:

(from oldest to youngest)

Seniors:

>RB (Rotting Balance)

- big edgelord man

- has LOTS of lore

- is rather reclusive. Isn't online often but when he is all of the local group gets pretty tense as he doesn't have the best relations with them (he is deemed dangerous by his ancient whom he got abandoned why, and later the rot incident will add even more tension between him and his local group)

- was built to withstand the rot, the first and last prototype of this experiment due to the zap incident

- thinks he doesn't owe the world anything. if the world has been mean to him, then he'll be twice as mean back (so edgy omfg .....) (get this guy water he's very dehydrated btw) (blame his ancient for that) (oh his ancient's name is Reflections in Last Fracture, Speaks of Mirrors, however that is too long to write so i call him bob instead) (bob stands for big ol' bastard)

- has immense guilt for withholding life saving information from LF during the rot incident, tried to tell himself its not his fault but deep down he knows it is

- has the feistiest evilest red lizard scug mix that was named "The Mauler"

- has coded in "Restriction Protocols" that take away 50% of his water supply for the zap incident

>LiBL (Living in Blissful Light)

- iterator who also used to double as a malware creator before she stopped doing that.

- actually the reason she stopped making malware is because she knew it was very taboo, she did it in secret of course with only the members of her council knowing this.

- has a very strong sense of morals

- is trying to keep her local group together

- her council had to leave her to build CoG once she stopped doing malware, she still kept a portion of her colony but a large part of the colony moved to CoG when she was done being built

- has very good relations with her local group, basically the local sweet old grandma who might or might not be hiding skeletons in her closet (from her previous job as a malware creator </3)

- very distrusting and even more paranoid

>CoG (Crescent of Gold)

- golden child of the council (quite literally, she's decorated in gold with some of her structure's parts being painted gold too!!!)

- active malware creator who is disguised as a normal iterator, once again only her council and LiBL know this. LiBL actually was used to train her (against LiBL's best wishes)

- helps LiBL watch over the local group (pretty big local group, actually has 13 members, however i do not have that much ocs) (techincally the local group is 2 local groups merged but shhhhh don't tell anyone!!)

- has a very large and politically powerful colony, her Grand Master of Cabinets (basically like the council of the councils) always had beef with KARMAS_GATE group's Grand Master of Cabinets

- also has beef with RB post-rot incident

Second gen:

>MLtT (Marbles Lost to Time)

- were on good terms with pretty much almost everyone in their local group

- couldn't do much as their structure was never finished being built, ancients used to describe it as "an abomination of scaffolding and terrible business decisions"

- never stayed with the same group of ancient either, always got handed from one ancient to another

- collapsed pretty early, even before SoS's ascension, so i think if you were to tell them about how an iterator sent out a triple affirmative their mind would be blown

- managed to get out of the ruins of their structure, walked around hanging on for dear life, got adopted by scavengers

- trying to make it to the nearest communication array or group member to send out a signal that they're alright and alive

- actually did send out a signal similar to that before right after collapse, but it was automatically done by the structure, and was rather weak due to their ruined communication arrays. it was a distress signal, which got the attention of SUDoR and EoE

>EoE (East of Eden)

- oh he's so edgy too <3

- is currently trying to see what the hell happened to marbles because he noticed that they are no longer at their ruins, however cannot pick up signals from them as their antenna are damaged, thus they can no longer be tracked down easily

- 3rd rank malware hunter doubling as an average iterator, the group's anti-virus dude basically!!!

- was very good friends with marbles before they collapsed

- also was unfortunate enough to be friends with Eye of the Storm (what happens next will shock you) (3 am) (EoE gets used as a method for storm to have her work done, regrets it instantly)

- sort of distrusting, but will be fine with you as long as you aren't causing trouble!

Third Gen:

(all of these are basically built only a few cycles apart)

(me and my bestie have nicknamed them the Triple A Batteries <3) (they're all besties)

> LF (Lingering Fog)

- oh oh silly guy very silly guy who let the guy be so silly

- later gets the rot in the rot incident, there are two variants to this, one where he dies and one where he lives

- loved to joke around and be very silly pre-rot incident. Still remains silly post-rot incident if he lives, however is also a lot more tired and gets sick rather easily. the rot did a lot of damage to him

- tried and failed to befriend RB, thought RB was cool and mysterious despite the many warnings he got from other group members that RB was deemed dangerous by his ancient and should be left alone

- forgives way too easily and quickly for his own good

- helped create The Mauler, mostly just providing instructions

- also attempted to help RB get rid of his "Restriction Protocols", accidentally set off RB's paranoia and RB promptly locked himself away from everyone including LF. Later when LF's rot worsened, he tried to ask RB for help but got no response back

- besties with ash and smoke!

>AFfA (Ashes Falling from Above)

- i am not able to write much about them as they are not my oc!

- they are my friend's oc!! if you want more lore for them please ask @ardienothesieno (my bestie <3) - here is the link for ash lore btw!

>SUDoR (Smoke Upon Droplets of Rain)

- sad little thing ....

- anxiety arc is beating them up rn

- was good friends with marbles before their collapse, sent them a lot of neurons in response to their weak distress call

- really hopes that marbles is safe and alright

- smoke, stop worrying about everything challenge (impossible) (3 am)

- bonded with ashes over their backstories, became good friends!

- fog was silly and smoke let fog stick around so now they're good friends too!

- has two little critters that visit them often: The coward (slugcat) and the coward's companion :The Vengeful (scavenger)

- my first iterator oc actually!!

- tried to ascend by deleting all of their code in a fit of sadness, was talked out of it by marbles

- apologizes way too much Filler Characters: - Grim Speculations (some lore) - Visions of Issues Unforeseen (some lore) - Calling Voids (SO MUCH LORE!!!!! at this point more of a secondary character than filler!) - Quiet and Falling (no lore) - Broken Shards of Glass (no lore)

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KARMAS_GATE group (north east of DAWNS_ABOUND group):

Senior:

>FA (False Alarm)

- way too senile and old to deal with her local group

- she's the 8th prototype for the iterator project, so basically pre-gen 1

- can never do anything, max thing she'll say is "oh stop doing that please" if her local group is fighting again

- falling apart slowly and she's not happy with it (rest in pieces... iterator arthritis finally got her ....)

- not much lore about her yet

Late Gen 1/Early Gen 2:

>EotS (Eye of the Storm)

- evil thing

- terrorizes her whole local group

- never does their work either (this does have a backstory as to why actually!), always tries to weasel his way out of it by making someone else do her work for him

- spreads lies and misinformation and not in the silly and cute way :(

- a pain to deal with, even more of a pain to keep her from causing trouble

- very politically powerful ancients

- not much lore either

- oh is based off of a foxglove plant because he's just as toxic as one <3

- i love this evil thing

- rank 2 malware hunter but never does their job anyways so it doesn't matter Filler characters: - 6 Steps Forward - Harrowing Fallacy - Crawling Night

___ STATIONARY_CAUSE Senior: ?? Mid-Late gen 2: >A Piercing Cry - little malware bastard - hides behind a mask of 'oh i am so scary i know malware' but once he's outed as a malware creator and tracked down he becomes his true self: a crybaby coward - bootlegs code for a living, pretends to do work but actually just doesn't know how to - got tracked down and outed as a malware creator by 6 Daggers Dealt Mid gen 3: >6 Daggers Dealt - mean and bitter, her experience as a malware hunter has jaded her view on the world - basically the artificer of iterators, believes that every malware hunter should be deactivated (no questions asked) - never known to be merciful, even among other malware hunters - very protective of the people close to her, but has a terrible habit of jumping to conclusions.. which more often than not hurts the people around her. - she wasn't always like this, she once had two close friends (like a found family basically!), unfortunately said two close friends caught malware and collapsed shortly after. Filler characters: - Exclamation in Desperation (My sona!! some lore) - Towards the Direction of the Water (@17magpiesinatrenchcoat 's filler character!) - ?? - ??? - ???? ___

these are all of the iterator ocs so far! i plan on adding more, and if i change the lore or add another one i will edit this post!

the lore details are very vague on this so if you have questions do ask me about them!! i would love to ramble about the sillies!

do please ask specifically about what ya' wanna see tho, as theres simply too much lore to tell or remember in one ramble! <- none of the lore is written down :(

[breakthrough88]

You brought this upon yourself man, be prepared for my sea of questions.

Given the Sitcom Au Age up AU(that is a mouthful) , and everything Abt it how do the twins react to (idk if your up to date on what little I have for that AU but imma ask anyway) Parker and Micah's Engagement, along with Bonnies multiple arrests for harboring runaways?

An extension of the last question, How would they(all of them, not just the twins) react to Parker's pregnancy?

Because they are both AuADHD how do they do in school? Like give the General, grades, friends, stuff they're good at, ECT,ECT.

Now, Sabrina and Dalia have a three year old named Jasper (I cannot remember if I posted him or not I have the memory of a goldfish. But for the record he's a very chaotic troublemaker who likes Nudibranchs and Sharks) how would the twins react to him? Would they like him, why or why not?

Bonnie would babysit the two in her Pawn shop, have they broken anything? And what do they do when they're stuck with their cousin in said Pawn shop?

Referring to question 1, would they like Micah? Do they like him, and do they like the fact he has a talent for music?

What are their all time favorite songs and movie?

How do they dress? Like, so they dress like Ramsey? Like an off brand Adam Sandler, ect. Ect.

Fav food? (Idk if you said this already I have poor memory)

Lastly, describe their relationship with their parents. Do they like one more than the other? Do they find certain things they do annoying? ECT. ECT.

What have I done?

I'll admit when I first started writing about the stuff down in my previous post I wasn't thinking about it in terms of what I had changed within the sitcom AU, just the boys ten years in the future. I think a shorter name could be "Timeskip Sitcom AU"

The twins are excited about the engagement, they have listened to Parker ramble on about Micah, so they know she truly loves him. However when they were first told that they did eerily stare at Micah for several seconds without explanation. In regards to Bonnie, it's complicated. Because they have Percy for a mom the twins know "Crime is Bad". But since Ramsey is their dad they also know that sometimes bending the rules is necessary. Some people with autism (like myself) tend to be very black-and-white concerning what is right and wrong. The twins are like this but because they are young they aren't quite sure what to think.

I think the whole family would be happy about it. I think some of Percy's traditionalism would have her be slightly upset Parker got pregnant before getting married but for the most part, she's excited. The twins would immediately ask Parker how she got pregnant leading to Ramsey pulling them away because he doesn't want to explain what sex is to his ten-year-olds. Later on Booker and Parker would compete by pitching baby names to Parker.

Both boys do well in school and take more after Percy regarding the pursuit of academia so they are motivated to do well. However, Patrick will get lost in thought, and that unfortunately tends to happen right before the teacher calls on him. Booker on the other hand absently mindedly makes popping noises with his mouth which can be disruptive at times. In regards to socialization, Patrick tries harder but most of his interests don't match his current generation which makes it harder. He still likes cartoons and stuff but his favorites are the ones before his time, so he has a bit of a harder time fitting in and it makes him sad. Booker has an easier time socializing but he doesn't have as strong a need. If someone needs book recommendations he'll rattle on for several minutes. The boys have the same friend group. While they don't need to be together constantly they see little purpose in being friends with someone who doesn't like the other twin. Patrick likes building stuff and is pretty good at it, but his favorite thing to build is marble tracks. Patrick's math skills are somewhat higher than the average ten-year-old but he isn't aware of this. He also has a pretty good track record with those challenges to guess how many things there are in a container. He's also good at staring contests. Booker likes reading and while he doesn't write, he's pretty good at analyzing what he has read. Despite inheriting his father's hair color, he did not inherit his art skills. Booker also has worse handwriting than his brother but has a better memory. Neither twin is good at sports but Booker has remarkable hand-eye coordination.

Patrick and Booker have had to prevent Jasper from eating marbles and wax perspectively. They like him as long as he isn't actively trying to destroy their stuff. However, they are afraid of accidentally making him cry because they don't want Sabrina to "curse them forever".

The twins have probably dropped small fragile objects before and probably cried while apologizing for breaking them. Unlike most fictional twins (like Zach and Cody) the twins are pretty well-behaved and will sit behind the counter quietly. But if Bonnie steps away they will immediately try to man the register so they can "do business like grown-ups" Results are mixed.

The twins do like Micah and are impressed by his talent for music and while they do like it, it isn't their all-time favorite music. Micah is good at babysitting them and that's part of why I feel like Micah is excited for the baby. However, after the engagement announcement, there have been other times when the twins will stare at Micah with no explanation.

Here's the thing. All of our media doesn't exist in the Epithet Erased Universe. But I suppose I can say what they would like if it did. Patrick's favorite movie would be The Lego Movie and his favorite music is classical, particularly piano, and would like the Piano Guys. Booker's favorite movie would be Tangled. In most instances, he prefers the sound of women singing over guys. Despite this his favorite band if they existed in the EE universe would be the Oh Hellos.

Ramsey may like the way he dresses but Bonnie has threatened him with violence if he made the twins dress like him. The twins prefer long-sleeved shirts and pants. Hoodies are also very common. (Listen I don't know much about fashion) They don't wear matching clothes but the stuff they wear looks good when they stand next to each other.

I have indeed mentioned their favorite food before! But just for you I'll add their favorite dessert too! Patrick likes buttered sourdough toast! Percy accidentally bought sourdough bread one time instead of the usual wheat bread and Patrick loved it so it became common. Patrick's favorite dessert is lemon meringue pie. Booker's favorite food is popcorn and he prefers it with an excessive amount of butter and salt. His favorite dessert is frosted sugar cookies.

Both twins love their parents equally however from an outsider's perspective it would look like they love Percy more because they idolize her work and sense of justice. It's just a matter of knowing each parent specializes in different things. Patrick will ask his mom for architectural advice when he makes his marble tracks. However, when it comes to help with talking to people he tends to ask Ramsey for help. Booker likes going to the library with Percy but he also takes drawing lessons from Ramsey. Both kids know if they want to eat something sweet they have better luck asking Ramsey but they are more likely to cling to Percy when they get scared. Both twins get grossed out when Ramsey does tricks with his gold eye and they just look at him when he tells dad jokes most of the time. They don't think they are bad, but they don't laugh either. Percy sometimes has issues when critiquing her children when they ask for her help and she can be a little blunt. Of course, she doesn't mean it and she is trying to be better about it.

[mtel420]

Counter-Exposing Banjo/Tiredite/Lunar Moonyu/Lunar Cheese - Part 2

If you want the whole backstory- https://www.tumblr.com/htcsense5/732278019975151616/counter-exposing-banjotireditelunar-moonyulunar?source=share

Hey guys.

NKYT here.

As you guys know in October, we have exposed banjo for her past self for trying to expose arsik and since our expose did nothing to her, i deciced to speak on my side of my interactions with her that i had back in July 2021 - January 2022 with banjo before i disappeared because of her (we will get to that later on). So i guess let's start with the story..

After the March-June war was declared, i gave banjo a second chance, because i thought she truly changed and won't do those mistakes again but unfortunately, we were all wrong….

In the end of July 2021, things started to get worse because i saw David saying "binoi sucks" and i instantely sended that to my now ex-friend banjo and she wanted me to ask him "is that a joke?". And from there on, people, including my friends thought i was choosing her side, which would come to appearant when she stole me from my friends in August 2021 with some weird ass love message. And everything after that my career was gonna go downhill.

In September 2021, she began going "me mad" over David, doing his series of "Live streams for phones" when i was featured. She started accusing me of her being disappointed of David and then me like YOU SAID YOU WERE GONNA IGNORE VCS WHAT IS THIS???

Then things will get worse when in October 2021, banjo started using "gay jokes" on David for vcing with me which i wasnt ok with her making those jokes to both of us, but she kept going.

In November 2021, it got even worse when she heavily continued calling david gay and thinking of drawing a ship between me and david because we were just only vcing. She was also saying things like "imaging saying gay things to him" and shockingly "imma burn david for being gay" showing homophobia, which is pretty ironic since now in 2023 she became pansexual.

She has already stolen me from my friends but things will get even worse in December 2021, specifically on December 31st 2021 8:28 PM. Hours prior to that, banjo started to get me into Touhou characters by guessing them in what we call her stupid edition server, also known as "The Mayakou Server" thing. While i was already doing the things banjo told me to do, my friends started posting some memes in that bot guessing channel and then something in my brain was like they were trolling me so i sent a meme that had a guy reading a book said "how to deal with idiots" or something like that i dont remember. And then the worst happened. Arsik blocked me shortly after that and there was exchanges between me and my friends.

It makes me sad to know that banjo made me hate my own friends, my own community, the people that made me successful, and i blew it all out because of that one whore. People after that started to hate me for choosing banjo and for insulting one of my best friends over some petty drama. I was already cancelled because of the drama i had with my friends thanks to banjo and in the result that made me quit all social media on January 15th 2022.

When i was out of Discord by that time, i was on still on David's streams and then banjo saw that and started harassing David for being "gay" because he made me alive (umm what?) and she tried to revealed his full name.

11 months later, i would finally apologise for all of the wrong things that i've done in the community and thankfully everyone gave me another chance. 2 days after i returned to Discord (26th of December 2022), Banjo would try to friend me on my new account, but i've ignored it, because if i have accepted her again, everything would have gone downhill just like in December 2021.

Anyways we wouldn’t get any updates from her until February 11th when a weird account by the name of "私について読んでください#4082" sent me a friend request that had a pastebin link which at first didn’t work. But after it got edited to work, it was clear that banjo was again trying to apologise to us and get us back, but we declined it.

Then on April 2nd, Banjo would try to friend me again on her main account, this time with her about me page being "nick i only came to talk to you" which i was suspicious what was she going to talk about so this time i accepted it to see what she wanted to say and a day later, i got a response by her and again SHE WANTED TO APOLOGISE. sigh. So i told her that "it’s impossible to move on to another chapter of your life, if you keep re-reading the last one" and blocked her after that.

Things would finally go back to normal after she stopped trying to get us back, but unfortunately, that wasn’t the end. On June 9th 2023, Banjo again tried to get me to respond on Instagram by her saying that she can’t forget me and that when she sees a bulgarian person, it reminds her of me for some reason (like why?). But anyways, i didn’t bother responding to her so i ghosted her.

But then on July 3rd, i wanted to talk to Banjo for the last time, because she was mentioning our names and i wanted to put an end to this, by saying that she needs to keep our names out of her mouth.

She was like "ok, i will move on for real" on my dms, but in reality, the next day (4th of July), she says that we are ignorant like wtf and wanted to be racist by saying that she wants to be a bulgarianphobe and supporting Macedonia. She was saying such nasty things even after i told her to stop, but nothing help, same thing on August 20th (our next confrontation, this time in a gc), nothing helped.

Like imagine hating a WHOLE country only because your crush rejected you like wtaf💀.

And here we are on August 20th 2023. A day prior to that, she tried to befriend our friend and owner of Project Mobile "Gunbo" who actually accepted her friend request which prompted us to tell him to add us to a group with her so we could tell her to just leave us alone for the last time, but while she was like "I will try i will try" she once again was mentioning her drama with us and referred to us as "the nkits" so yeah, nothing helped.

And then here comes October 22nd, 2023 when a guy attacked servers Arsik was in with an exposé of him, in it banjo’s tried to expose our good friend Arsik for him acting sexually to banjo when in reality arsik was 11 and banjo was 13, and she even thought that arsik was 10. And also she purposely hid her name so that people wouldn’t hate her for erping with a 10 year old. So we fought back with our expose which people called "baby drama". And this is where i lost it. HOW CAN YOU CALL ALL OF THIS TRAUMA THAT WE HAD TO SUFFER BABY DRAMA??

Anyways before i go off more, i just want to say that this drama isnt baby drama. This is serious shit that people need into, by taking a look at our exposés against banjo and realise that this is all serious and we aren’t joking around, but sadly banjo didn’t get cancelled over our exposé and people were still supporting her, despite the expose that arsik made being already public, but no one gave a damn sadly. But here i am shining the light on the fact that banjo is an full-on creep who sexualises minors and hypnotises her friends into being on her side.

And now comes December 16th 2023. The day we joined the Java-oriented server "Kahvibreak". We wanted to join with my friend because we were interested in java preservation too, but we knew that banjo was there thought we joined nonetheless since it’s a good server. And hours later, banjo saw that we were in the server and she went "baiii my enemies are here" which made the people in kahvibreak become suspicious that we came to harass her, when in reality, we didn’t want to harass anyone. Soon after she left, she changed her Discord name to "JUST DESTROY ME.." to now "A....". (update: she has returned. no surprise)

So yeah this is the whole story of my own point of view of what is like to be friends with a creep and a nsfw artist. And to everyone who is reading this. It's best to avoid any interactions with Banjo because she is a manipulator and a creep that has been known by our community, but despite that she wanted to return after we told her to move on, but as of now she’s trying to join other corners of our community, never missing the opportunity to say something about us and how we cancelled her and whatnot. It's crazy that people like banjo exist and makes me furious that people call our drama childish. Like can you just take a quick second to see that this is very real and serious? Banjo traumatised us with her explicit art and it’s not a joke. Anyways, i hope we can spread this message across our community and her community so people could very well know her backstory and why they should not be friends with banjo.

Banjo is an attention seeker who would do anything to bring light to her dying career, including in some rather shady ways. She’s using her past for attention and it’s rather pathetic.

Anyways, im working on a folder called "Banjo's Hellhole" which includes all of her moments and once the project gets finished, i will provide a Google Drive link for it so you can guys get a better look at her. But for now, that's all that i have to say about her.

Thank you all for reading this and Fuck You Banjo!😉

[m0ther-of-p3arl]

soooo i'm thinking of writing an au

just gonna throw that out there so yall won't be surprised if i randomly throw a fic or seven in your faces <3

FOR REFERENCE: this is gonna be a long post of me talking about shit i wanna write, it's mostly for my future self to look back and so i have all my thoughts in one place (i'm unorganized ok) and im publishing it so it's easier to find, but this is really mostly for my personal benefit in the future but if you all find it interesting yay thats great :)

anyhow

if i /do/ write an au, and that's a big if as my irl friends know about this acc and the teasing i could endure would be /endless/, it would be:

empires s1, with maybe some traffic characters thrown in- i don't feel like wc meshes very well with empires (else i would add it), unless the witchcraft witches were like at gem's academy or s2 shubble's witch school (OOOH that's an idea in and of itself lol

probably flower husbands based, or maybe mean gills, as they're slowly clawing up my mcyt ship tierlist... i'll have to think a bit on that one, but scott will most likely be the main character, cuz he was my very very first exposure to the wonderful world of empires and mcyt in general (found him through lauren, watched ep 1 of empires s2 and was hooked)

only very loosely based on canon events, i'd more be wanting to play around with the characters. therefore, out of the 3 ideas i have (more on that in a bit) i'd be more inclined to pick the more modern-day ones- though there would be fantasy elements of course like babe its empires

i have 3 main ideas that i feel like i could use- i'll put em in a poll if yall wanna vote, more info on each of them underneath

so yeah the first two are awfully similar- the main difference being that in the first option, the characters would be teachers, and in the second, students. imma go through all these a lil more in-depth, as i have ideas for all of them and i wanna see which one you all would rather read and i shall weigh that in on which one i'll (possibly) (ALLEGEDLY) write

teachers: scott is a teacher/the headmaster (i'll decide which later) at empires university (PLACEHOLDER NAME i swear i will come up with a better one) (probably) and jimmy is a new teacher who's just come onto the scene. he continually messes things up and scott is fed up with him and so they have a CHAT but obviously scott is traumatized by something in his past probably xornoth related or relating to one of the death games (life series) and jimmy is just CUTE but scott doesn't realize it and scott goes on being dumb about it and there is ANGST and such

students: basically the same general plot, but scott lives with horrible parents and jimmy becomes a reprieve and they become like best friends but they both have a secret crush on eachother (like in trust au omdsfksjdlkf go read it right now stop reading this rambling post and go read trust au SO GOOD SLDKFJ its by @/thetomorrowshow) and eventually scott is living at jimmy's house full time (jimmy has a cod tank in his room bc ofc) and then stuff happens heehhehehe no spoilers but again: ANGST

the main deal with these is there's ANGST (but also fluff because the two go hand in hand)

war: this is the main different one sooo it's set in the original empires world, but the cod empire and rivendell have been at war for decades and scott and jimmy hate each other but THEN they like meet one day and neither realizes who the other is until too late because they've never seen each other in real life and it's blasphemy and they like each other and all that yadayadayada ANGST

ummmmm anyway that's my fucking long rambling post done good graciousness this is the longest post i've ever done- anyway let me know (or don't, again, for my personal benefit) which one you would rather read and if any of them sound engaging at all- personally, i'm leaning towards students or war over teachers, i was full-in students but now i have so many great ideas for the war one- god i'm so messed up

that will be all

farewell

[evita-shelby]

Of Gods and Witches

Chapter 19

A/N: so imma be going on hiatus for a while and we know the reason why. So until the situation with Tenoch Huerta is resolved, i will be putting off updating this fic as i cannot write it without feeling a bit 😬 about it all

Enjoy, anyways

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Gif by @kukvlkan

Taglist: @thegreatdragonfruta @urgonnaneedabiggership @v3d3rl1cht

Eva has never considered herself cowardly, but then again, she has been lying about her health for the past two years to avoid the talks that come with it and those looks of pity she loathes so much.

So, after Ch’ah shows Shuri the beauty of Talokan’s main city-state and the sun that rises over it, she finally answers the young woman’s burning question.

“You are not a mutant like him.” She points out when they return to the hut and find her giving Itza to her nanny.

They usually do not employ a nursemaid for the girls, but Eva’s waning health does not allow her to keep up with her five-year-old child anymore.

Once this is over, she will make up for lost time.

“Yes, and no. I am more like the woman called the Scarlett Witch, in that I am both capable of magic, but also have genetic mutations passed down to me from my ancestors.

Despite how great I look; I am actually quite old. You see I was born in the year 1896 in a period known in Mexico as the Porfierato and grew up during the Second Revolution. When I was twenty-two, I was put under house arrest for sedition and due to the immense boredom, that came with it, I decided to try my hand at summoning Quetzalcoatl.” The witch decides against a detailed story about her life, there will be time for that later and while, Shuri seems to have done research on Post classical Mayan artefacts, she likely has no knowledge of Mexico’s history.

“Instead of summoning the true Feathered Serpent God, she somehow managed to summon me.” K’uk’ulkan said with a rather nostalgic smile and a firm squeeze of Eva’s hand. “I saw her dancing on the beach outside of her home and felt a connection to her as if I had always known her.”

“Later I would discover the spell I had found was to summon one’s soulmate but by then we had met, fallen in love and been married for several years.” This was the story they told everyone.

And yet all those details that they hold deep in their hearts occasionally manage to be found in murals, novels and stage productions of how Talokan came to have its queen.

“How did you manage to live underwater, if you don’t mind me asking.” Shuri, who has no real interest in romance asks the question they needed her to ask.

Eva answers by showing her the bracelet.

“The chief sorceress of Talokan taught me the runes that allowed to appear as human in the surface without the need for a rebreather. K’uk’ulkan, as a token of his love, gave me the bracelet made with the fibers of the plant that saved the life of his people, but most importantly, his mother.

I was able to cast the runes on it due to its significance and origin and live just as he does.”

And because it is all that is left of the vibranium flowers, she will have to give it up to live like him in truth instead of dying like the Black Panther did.

When Namor gets summoned onto the surface by the queen, Eva takes her chance.

“There is something else, Shuri. Something I need you to swear you will do no matter what happens.” The seriousness in her face causes worry in the young princess.

Her eyes widen thinking she is asking her to protect her children and the Talokanil, something Eva knows she doesn’t even have to ask for.

“I give you my word, as Princess of Wakanda.” She says readily.

And yet it doesn’t stop her from gasping when Eva removes the bracelet from her wrist.

The glamour fades away and Shuri is presented with a ghost of her past.

Her brother.

“The key ingredient to the cure lies in the vibranium flowers. I cannot make it grow, the soil here does not allow it to, and I cannot risk the surface world.” Eva begins explaining. “You are my only hope.”

“What do you wish me to do?” she asks, and Eva just gives a grateful smile as she gives her the bracelet.

“Take it and recreate the flower in your laboratory. Your people need the Black Panther just as my disease needs a cure.

One flower is all I need to live.”

Eva had not expected the Wakandan warrior woman.

Nakia, mother to Prince T’Challa son of T’Challa, she could see it even as the guards hurried to protect the queen and prevent her from freeing their prisoners.

“Let them go.” She orders the guards who no longer think she is as powerful as she had been.

“My queen, what has she done to you?” the guard holding a knife to Shuri’s throat asks thinking the worse.

“We must kill them.” The senior guard overrides her command due to her sudden change in health. “They have hurt our queen!”

And when Eva lifts her arms to cast a shield on the girls, Nakia fires her weapon and doesn’t miss.

Eva sees the blood on her chest as she slumps forward, and all hell breaks loose.

They took her.

It was a trap.

All there was left was a dying soldier and blood.

So much blood.

This was an act of war.

“Our people invoke my name when they pray for protection. Their deaths will not go unpunished.

Gather the city.”

They took his wife and mother of his children and Wakanda will pay the price.

He had been blinded by the hope of finding an ally in the Wakandan Princess.

To find a way to keep Talokan safe and know there would be someone out there to aid him in that.

And they had killed his wife the moment his back was turned.

If the queen wanted war, Namor would give her what she wanted.

Eva hates the cold white of modernity.

Hates the pastel colors of hospitals and the thin papery feel of the clothes they make her wear.

Her queen’s regalia is replaced by bandages under a loose button-down shirt and pajama shorts.

These too were white.

She’d kill for something darker, like black.

Black is such a nice color.

The nurses and doctors speak in a strange language, Wakandan or Xhosa, she cannot quite place it.

She is awake, she is alive, that much she can understand.

“Easy, your grace, your injury has been giving us a challenging time. Your illness complicates the healing process I am afraid.” One of the women, a bald one with an overly sweet nature, said as they helped her sit up.

Fluffed her pillows and offered her something to drink and everything.

“Where am I?” she asks in English.

“You are in Wakanda.”

[turtles-n--cats]

Warriors AU: 2012 gang pt1

We’re starting with 2012 because they’re the ones i have the most fleshed out appearance/story-wise, and will also be the initial focus of the AU

keep in mind two things as you look through these pictures: -ONE!!! i know very little about cat genetics, so im mostly ignoring it much the actual warrior cats series does. -TWO!!! imma end up mentioning a few cats who won’t be shared in this post. I’ll get to them in a later post.

edit: art is all done. Credit for the bases used goes to Rockyspotted on deviantART

this one’s gunna be a bit of a long post, so info below the cut!!!

Splinter, aka “Magnoliaclaw“: his name is symbolic and a reference to his clan name “Hamato”, which according to the brief google search i did, means “Noble”. Magnolia’s are symbolic of nobilty, as well as purity and perfection. He’s a brown classic tabby

he was born into Nightclan, and in this au is the actual brother of 2012 shredder (formerly Poppystrike before taking the title of Shredderstar) he left to join Sunclan after a falling out with Poppystrike when they were young warriors, and took Spiritpond (Tang Shen) with him. In this au, Leo/Raph/Mikey/Donnie are all his bio kids in edition to Karai. Karai is still stolen, raised by Shredder, and believed to be dead, though it plays out differently than the show (a given XD)

Leo, aka “Bravepaw”: I’ve mentioned in a previous post that the rise gang is the youngest, all apprenticed aged at the start of the au. Leo’s name is a referance to his nickname “fearless”. He’s a lynx-point spotted tabby (like his mom uwu) with blue eyes

I’ve got a warrior name picked out for him (and all his siblings actually) but those get to stay a secret for now. He was stolen along with Karai as a kit, though Splinter managed to get him back (barely).  His mentor is his dad, 2012 Splinter/Magnoliaclaw

Raph, aka “Pricklepaw”: he’s got a bit of a prickly personality at first glance. Raph looks the most like their dad, also a brown classic tabby with green eyes

Because of how closely he resembles his father, the two are often compared. Raph’s got a bit of a complex about it because nothing he does ever seems to live up to expectations. His mentor is 03 Casey, Eagleheart

Donnie, aka “Tallpaw”: Him and Mikey both got physical descriptor names, while Raph and Leo got personality descriptors. He’s a silver classic tabby with orangish-brownish eyes

Second youngest but easily the tallest of of his siblings. He’s a clever apprentice, but has a tendency to get frustrated when things don’t come easily to him. His mentor is Bayverse Donnie, aka “Whisperwatcher”

Mikey, aka “Frecklepaw”: there was no way i wasn’t giving 2012 Mikey a way to keep his freckles. He’s an orange spotted tabby with greenish-blue eyes, and white on his lower muzzle

A quick study, Mikey excels in his training, often to the frustration of his brothers. He gets along pretty well with most of his clanmates, tho he has a penchant for trying to befriend any rogues or loners he comes across. His mentor is Rise April, aka “Sunflowerpounce” (and she’s also the first of the Rise gang to be made a mentor XD)

[siriannatan]

A random thing part 2

Imma just do it and post the whole thing...

So here's part 2

AO3

It was weird for Scott to sit with an empty seat to his right, between him and Lizzie but they still silently agreed to keep Jimmy's seat free just in case. Not as weird as having fWhip's for now empty seat to his left. All the rulers were still gathering in the meeting hall. Gem was already there, clearly offended that she was not seated to fWhip's left. Katherine was still to his right due to House Blossom's influence and a wide net of relations and alliances. Scott being to fWhip's left made sense since Rivendell was the oldest of all empires, with Lizzie being second. And Scott himself was the oldest ruler... He didn't think the new seating was at all influenced by the mages' issue. At least Sausage didn't look too bothered as he chatted with Pearl over Gem's head. With Joey separating Joel and him. And Pix's still empty seat between Katherine and Shrub.

Pix arrived soon with fWhip coming in almost right after him. He did look more put together but Scott could see through it, the Lord Emperor was still tired. He didn't say anything, it was not his place to do so but he did keep it in mind. With all the paperwork done, he had some more free time and could maybe try to think of a not-too-rude way to help. Seeing as he had the most experience out of all of them at being Lord Emperor.

The meeting started with Sausage, Pearl and Pix complaining about bandits attacking their borders from the western no-mans lands. Katherine was rather invested in it too since it was rather close to her lands.

"You can do anything you think necessary, and if you need any help from anyone else I would like to hope they would help," all the rulers offered nods and their support. No one wanted any bandits attacking their trade routes so the faster it's dealt the better. "Second big thing," fWhip hummed, almost sighing. "With the defeat of the demon and the evil elven god Exor, elves started awakening magic again and Gem is rather worried about it. Scott already explained it to me but, if you wouldn't mind, could you tell everyone?"

Scott would not mind at all but before he could say anything the door opened and in walked... Jimmy. At least Scott thought the handsome, tall, blonde, built like a statue of gods merfolk was Jimmy. He had Jimmy's hair and a cute smile so...

"I'm very sorry I'm late," he apologised. It took a lot of self-control for Scott to not run to him for a hug.

"You can explain later, take a seat for now," fWhip waved him off pointing to the seat on Scott's right. "Carry on."

"Of course," Scott nodded. "In the past six hundred years no elf was born with magical abilities and most who had magic slowly lost it. The remaining few mages and I speculate it had to do with Exor's influence and now, with him sealed away elves are regaining their magic, not as explosively and violently as I did but I'm a bit of a special case since Aeor was involved," he explained while keeping an eye on Gem's reactions. She didn't seem too impressed. "Most elves have very limited magical abilities, enough to make some light and sparkles, only some are capable of becoming great mages, but without proper training, all can be dangerous, mostly to themselves. My mages want to teach the populace to control their magic. It would also help to find those with more talent..."

"I can not allow it," Gem protested. "The Cliffs Academy can..."

"Gem. It's Scott's turn to explain," fWhip cut her with a warning glare. 

"We're talking about a population of a whole country here, Gem, can the cliffs fit that many people? And what about their everyday jobs? Not even talking about differences in how humans form spells and how elves do it," Scott carried on, doing his best to not be to annoyed. "We saw what happened when you tried to teach me to control my magic," he added, not yet feeling like he should mention tiny children. "If not for my advisors I would go right to the Rivendell mages, unfortunately, we were in a hurry. I visited them for pointers before leaving for my exile and with that managed to get it under control. I would, for the safety of all parties prefer if my citizens learned from my mages," he finished and gave fWhip a nod before sitting down.

"Gem?" fWhip turned to his sister. "Why can't I let Scott deal with it?"

"We have no idea who his mages are and..." she protested.

"From what I know they have at least six hundred years of magical knowledge and understand elven magic more than anyone else. And as Scott said, we're talking about a whole country needing to learn, I doubt Cliffs have enough personnel to deal with that? Scott? At what age do elves manifest magic?" he asked.

"Well, I received reports of children as young as two manifesting magical ability," Scott said a bit coldly. He was not sending his people to Gem's little school. "Highly unstable magical ability needing very careful handling no elf needed in six hundred years."

"And humans?" fWhip asked Gem. 

"Around sixteen..." she admitted a bit bitterly. "But that's not what I'm worried about. Magic is powerful if a war..."

"In the whole history of Rivendell, mages partook in wars three times, every time when the opponents also had strong combat mages, and they mostly focus on enchantments, I have no plans of changing that tradition," Scott cut her. He was a bit shocked fWhip didn't stop him.

fWhip only hummed. "Anyone else wants to add something?" he asked looking over other emperors. 

Sausage raised his arm. "I think Scott should take care of his people, teaching this many people can upset the way the academy works. And his mages understand what his people need, but, so everyone is happy I'd like to offer that a mage from Cliffs visits elven mages and talks with them?" he proposed. 

"Would you mind that?" fWhip asked Scott. 

"No, that should be fine," Scott shook his head.

"Gem?"

"I... I can work with that," she sighed but still glared at Scott. The white streak was still present in her hair. "If you need any help from Cliffs we will help," she added, probably to save face. 

"Excellent," fWhip nodded. "I approve Rivendell building any facilities they need and all that, but a mage from Cliffs will be coming for monthly visitations for a period of one year to make sure everyone is safe..."

No one had any problems with that so they moved to the surprise third issue - Cod Empire being suddenly back. "So, care to explain where you were? All this traditional stuff was rather vague," fWhip shifted slightly to focus on Jimmy.

"Well," Jimmy chuckled standing up. He got real tall in those two years. Like seven to eight feet tall. "I kind of went through puberty but it required me to be in a special pod for an undisclosed amount of time, it's supposed to take less than a year but cod gods got involved and it took longer," he explained. "And my council tried to meddle so... yeah, they kind of got struck by thunder..." he added and fell silent.

The whole room was silent for a moment before fWhip nodded and moved the meeting forward. 

Scott zoned most of it out slowly realising he was seated between two very handsome men. Whatever puberty merfolk go through hit Jimmy like a boulder. His previously awkwardly long limbs finally fit him. His face was a bit sharper and his teeth... Scott thought he only had a thing for fWhip's teeth but Jimmy's sharp, needle-like teeth were making it for him as well. And his arms... unlike fWhip, Jimmy had no trouble with exposed skin or tight clothing, he never did but it was so much worse for Scott's poor feelings now. His strong arms were in full view. Faint scales reflected the light as muscles shifted under tan skin. The tight tunic he wore exposed his shoulders, it covered his neck almost to his gills. Scott was glad they were sitting, mostly because of Jimmy's tight pants. Skin tight, dark green, matching the tunic pants that fit him like a second skin.

Then there was fWhip. Looking like he was about to pass out as Katherine droned off about trade routes and some deliveries that went missing where they should have not. Wrapped in a thick knit scarf and his leather trenchcoat was modified to fit his wings. With his wings almost serving as a mobile blanket. , Scott had no idea why fWhip wasn't using magic to hide his wings.  Maybe no one ever taught him that trick? His goggles were fighting with the scarf for room around his neck since the Lord's crown had to stay a crown and could not be made into horn decoration unlike the Grimlands crown - golden bands decorated with gems and chains affixed on his horns. fWhip's choice of knee-high boots meant his pants were nearly as tight as Jimmy's... And he just could not sit straight and be constantly shuffling and fidgeting. And, being a half-dragon radiated inhuman amounts of heat that were in no way unpleasant to Scott's always cold self.

The mix of that heat and Jimmy's new storm-like aura had Scott silently fighting to pay attention to what was happening. The fact that almost none of it was connected to him anymore did not help. He did not care about Joel and Joey's arguments any more than absolutely necessary. At least the meeting eventually ended and Scott could do several things. Wait for Lizzie to stop talking Jimmy's head off for just vanishing and not explaining himself properly and talking with him after. He could talk to Gem. Or... He could talk to fWhip to see how he was doing. Or just go home.

He decided to just go home. On paper, he and Jimmy were just friends and allies. Nothing more. Nothing more, so it might have been weird if he was too eager to talk to him. Instead, he bid his farewell to fWhip and said something about sending some documents about the whole mage thing to him and Gem and left. Jimmy knew where to find him if he wanted to talk. And it would be much more private too.

At home, he dealt with the necessary paperwork to get all the previously prepared plans for magic classes for the public and once that was done... dismissed all the helpers and took the rest of the day off. Only the necessary staff was allowed to stay in the palace, with explicit instructions to stay out of Scott's way as much as possible. 

Since the weather in Rivendell was nice, a bit chilly but that was normal, he decided to spend his day in the gardens. Tending the more resistant to cold, harsh mountain climate plants. Tiny little flowers clinging to rocks in the harsh winds. Thorny vines with few thick leaves. And snow roses, delicate blue flowers usually growing in protected from wind crevices. All the other flowers were in carefully constructed greenhouses at the back of the palace. It was among these bushes that he got surprised by a pair of strong, bare arms picking him up and pulling him into a tight hug. 

"Jimmy, I'm holding very sharp shears," Scott scolded the swamp merling ruler. There was no bite in his voice though. If anything he sounded fond, and if anyone pointed that out they's join his new ice statue collection. "How many times do I have to tell you to put on a jacket before coming over? Your arms are shaking from the cold," he sighed as Jimmy just held him close. "Jimmy... Love?"

"Mhm?" Jimmy hummed into Scott's hair. The elven king was glad he left his crown inside.

"Want to go inside and have some tea and treats with me? Cuddle a bit more?" Scott offered, rubbing Jimmy's arms. "I missed you too, Jim, I really did," he sighed.

That seemed to be just what Jimmy was waiting for and Scott was gently let go and instantly dragged his guest inside and to the less formal part of the palace. Close to Scott's bedroom, in case they wanted a nap... or more... Not that they ever went that far. Not with Scott's, now frozen, meddling advisory council. Keywords - now frozen. Not that Scott would push Jimmy to do anything, cuddles were nice too. As they entered Scott called out for tea and snacks to be brought up to the informal sitting room and dragged Jimmy there. Neither of them could hold back their grins, but who would blame two just reunited after two years of lovers? 

"You got tall," Scott pouted as they cuddled under a shared blanket. Jimmy would not let him sit anywhere but in his lap.

"You like me being tall," Jimmy huffed fondly. "Joel would not let me go with how upset he was. Not that Lizzie was willing to help me go away," he sighed, glaring at the cup of tea in Scott's hands.

"You could have some tea if you didn't insist on holding me all the time," Scott chuckled, noticing the glare out of the corner of his eye. "You know how hard it was to not run up to you when you walked in all tall and handsome with this dumb smile of yours? If it were Katherine I would..." he admitted, setting the cup on its little plate. "I wanted to touch you the whole meeting but that would be inappropriate," he added shuffling to sit sideways, to better look at Jimmy, of course.

"Apparently fWhip had to stop Katherine from marching her troops here, multiple times," Jimmy hummed. "At least according to Joel. Lizzie grumbled something about him not letting her take care of my lands... I doubt she'd be willing to let me move back in and rule on my own without an argument."

Scott huffed and gave Jimmy's nose a little kiss. Now, that was curious. "Katherine didn't tell me anything about that, or Joey and Xornoth for that matter," he sighed, cuddling into Jimmy.

Jimmy nodded, gently petting Scott's back. "What happened to your wings?" he asked, clearly not too eager to talk about their closest friends wanting to take over their lands. 

"Oh, that. I learned how to hide them so they're not in the way, I might need your help preening them a bit more often though," he grinned and yelped as a cold hand snuck under his shirt. Even if cold did not bother him all that much it was still not the most pleasant. Especially since it meant his beloved was still cold. "You need to warm up, and drink some tea," he instantly started to fret and escape Jimmy's hold but to no avail. "Jimmmm~ please, I'm really worried here," he whined. That didn't work either.

"Don't you have a nice warm bed we can cuddle in to get warm?" Jimmy asked, right into Scott's ear with an unfamiliar undertone. He hoped it was lust and not tiredness or upcoming sickness.

Scott just happened to have a really warm and fluffy bed they could cuddle in so he took Jimmy right to it. Cuddles with a potentially shirtless, very handsome boyfriend were much nicer than the best cake and sweet treats his kitchen could make. Sorry kitchen staff, your pastries don't have abs.  But Jimmy did have abs, and very nice ones too as Scott discovered when Jimmy, with no issues, tossed most of his clothes off. He felt slightly self-conscious about his own lack of definition. Sure, Scott was pretty, he knew it well but Jimmy... he was hot. Very hot and... Scott felt a bit... he never felt like that before.

"Scott? You okay?" Jimmy asked taking Scott's face in his hands.

"I... yeah, just... How can you expect me to be normal when you're here being all handsome and stuff," he huffed, shuddering at how cold Jimmy's hands were still. "And your hands are still really cold."

Jimmy sighed. "I know, petal, I just really wanted to see you, I should have at least grabbed gloves" he smiled pushing some errand strands of hair off of Scott's face. "Want some help with the buttons?" he asked but did not wait and slowly started working on many buttons that keep Scott dressed. "I hope you haven't been overworking yourself as soon as you came back," he hummed working the buttons as Scott just relaxed and let him do as he pleased.

"Not as bad as fWhip seems to be. Though he did look a bit better today," the elf hummed, "but he looked half dead when I visited him on Tuesday."

"Could be because the meeting was close?" Jimmy wondered, freeing Scott from his jacket. He could only sigh at the even more buttons that hid under it. At least Scott looked good and was warm in all these layers. 

"I don't know. He moved his smaller projects to his office and they were dusty. His crossbow too," Scott sighed. He was a bit worried that fWhip was overdoing it but they weren't that close. Not anymore. "But he could just have had a busy week before I came back, it wasn't that much dust," he decided to be positive.

Jimmy hummed, fighting the urge to just rip Scott's shirt open. "We can try and keep an eye on him? Interfere if we decide he's overdoing it? He did keep our lands safe while we were gone, according to what Joel said," he proposed slowly undoing button after button. Scott would not appreciate his shirt being ripped, as attractive as he'd probably find it.

"Yeah, but what can we even do? It's not like he'll listen to us," Scott sighed, taking over the unbuttoning of his shirt. "We can't force him to rest."

"We could..." Jimmy hummed as he tried to come up with an idea. "I could hold him down while you guilt-trip him into resting?" he offered. His breath caught as more and more pale skin was exposed with the shirt sliding off of Scott's arms. 

The elf sighed and shook his head. "Forcing fWhip to rest might be the only option. Unfortunately," he sighed quickly removing his pants. "But that's for later, I want cuddles. And just how freakishly strong are you now?" Jimmy was shockingly strong for his slender build before puberty hit him with a boulder. "You're really sure you can?" fWhip was no pushover either.

"Of course, theoretically he'd be exhausted too," Jimmy's confident reply turned into a sigh. "You got so much prettier, you know..."

"Yes. Do you know who else is pretty?"Scott asked finally opening the last buttons of his shirt.

"fWhip?" 

"fWhip. And no touching until you get warmer," he huffed staring at Jimmy's hands. "What..." How could he miss these... Jimmy's fingers were covered in thin, resembling thunder scars. "Jimmy? What happened to your hands?" he asked, a bit more sternly than he wanted to.

"This stuff? Um... you remember how your magic gave you freeze-burn scars? My new thunder...um... lightning magic. Kind of did the same before I went into the pod. Kind of what tipped the priests I had to go in the pod," Jimmy explained, raising Scott's hands to his lips to kiss his fingers. "It doesn't hurt but my hands get colder easier, I should have told you sooner. Sorry.."

"It's fine, we're not used to having time to talk about things we think are small. We never had that much time before." Scott assured with a small smile. "Now enough about feelings, cuddles," he decided and pulled his shirt off. He tossed his pants off on his way to the bed.

Jimmy for a second stared at the complicated, resembling a snowflake pattern of runes on his upper back. It spread to his lower back and neck a little too. The sigil hiding his wings. "My advisors said they'll take care of re-settling and that I need to rest since I like just left the pod," Jimmy chattered following Scott. "I'm supposed to not overexert myself for a few days. Like, no duties for a week unless I'm absolutely necessary like today's meeting for example," he grinned and pulled Scott into a hug. "And you no longer have your advisors to get in our way..." one of his hands slid lower and lower to Scott's hips, stopping on the line of his underwear. 

"Feeling bold?" Scott chuckled leaning back into Jimmy.

"There are no more advisors that would get in the way," the blonde seemed to shrug. "They always seemed to get in the way whenever I tried."

"But now they're not here..." Scott grinned and finally kissed him properly for the first time since their date.

[yandere-monoma]

good evening it is 4am and i have writer's block so imma reread one of my fave recent fics and reminisce about having the ability to write lmfao

so WHOO, eat your young: director's commentary:

the fuckin song gets stuck in my head every time i read the title HJGKFGS originally i was stuck between this one or another title from aNOTHER song but i forgot what that song was so note to self: edit this post when i remember LOL

lines like these are ones that potentially make me dissociate to reread HAHAHA. i don't even know if it quite portrays the atmosphere i'm usually referencing with lines like these (there's something about the lighting that accompanies irl traumatic memories for me that i always end up focusing on and trying to allude to in writing even when i'm not necessarily trying to project... being drenched in darkness with only one point of light to focus on... @_@) but idk its tasty and i love how i opened this fic teehee

this opening scene is very much a love letter (and quick summary of) all the FUCKIN stridercest fics i've read throughout the years, like one of the many things i love about any darkfic niche part of fandom is that there tends to be these few locations that everyone settles on and obsesses over for their ships. for todocest it's the dojo, for goyuu its the basement, for a lot of stridercest fics it's bro's couch/futon. i wanted something that was quickly recognizable for anyone who also has been reading their way through the tag like i have HJSKFG

one of those teeny tiny lil motifs that i had fun sprinkling in ghsdjfkg very fun to play with homestuck's use of color motifs and what it could provide for dave in this new context. it's also a reference to the epilogues, which i'm more obvious about when i bring the motif back later:

in the epilogues, there's a few moments where john waxes poetic about the slightly unsettling environment of earth c

and the thought of that drove me crazy. earth c and the way it's supposed to represent this unfitting paradise that's just a little bit wrong and a little too perfect and the way that perfection grates at you when you start to notice it. i love the metaphor of paradise being uncomfortable because of all the trauma and grief and fighting that preceded it. rly reminds me of how hard it is irl to adjust to happiness and love and comfort after being abused and hurt for so long 😩😩😩

don't even ask me where the bro drinks hibiki hc came from but it's something i carried over from the brorose pornverse because ~consistency~

nothing to say besides being proud of this LOL

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man i have such a love/hate relationship with writing dave dialogue and by that i mean i hate it cuz i never think it's enough LMFAO. i envy anyone who can adopt homestuckian humor and wit easily because i can Not. like i try my best but just know every second i gotta write this idiot talking i'm screaming in agony and bleeding out my ass about it internally JHKFGS

wonder if i'd feel differently if his dialogue was in the pesterchum fonts tho...

CRAZY how much i like that better HAHAHFGKSDFG

one day i'll do a fic where the dialogue is done like the epilogues but until then i suffer and die every time i have to use proper grammar for dave's speech, anyway,

ANYWAY john being a terrible parent is one of the sexiest things that has ever been done with his character i'm so thankful for it godjskfgsdfg and i love thinking about dave's misplaced guilt on the matter. "You want to be on your best friend's side for this, sure, bristling with the instinct to defend him, but you can't commit to it. The sad kid in front of you, put out and missing his father's love, that's who has all your sympathy right now." dave being unable to keep from projecting onto harry from the start, unable to keep from instantly empathizing with the child's point of view in this scenario (partially because he can't unsee himself as anything but an abused child even despite his growing age) and immediately feeling himself distancing emotionally from john at the thought that he could be anything like bro as a guardian.

it's actually a shame i didn't rly get a chance to elaborate on this further because i think there's a lot of fun to be had with thinking about dave's reactions to john's parenting from this point on, like... GOD. when john tried to kidnap tavvy as a kid???????????? feel like that's a fucking GOLD mine of possibly triggering ammo against dave's psyche goddamnit

if harry didn't change the subject here, he would have started bashing john for his drinking habits and canon tendency to traumadump on him while drunk HJSKFG he's made harry incredibly uncomfortable more than a few times doing this and i think it's definitely made an impression on him, but harry decides not to because he doesn't want to do the same thing to dave. he also doesn't want to remind dave that they're doing anything 'bad' here

writing shit like this into a story rly is just for the purpose of practicing interiority in characterization hehe. i feel like it's also a side effect from writing for theatre, trying to mimic as many naturalistic structures of dialogue as possible. fun to fit in tangents that just never really get answered or directly referred to

THE WAY THERE WAS NO ROOM TO TALK ABOUT DAVEJADE FAILED MARRIAGE BUT GOD I WANTED TO TALK ABOUT DAVEJADE FAILED MARRIAGE SO BAAAAAAAD tfw you spend all your free time hanging out with teenagers to avoid having sex with your loving wife

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this part of the fic is fun because originally this idea came from a discord convo

and it is SO FUCKING FUN to write prose around someone else's dialogue and thoughts 10/10 will recommend

it's especially fun too because all of dave's thoughts and dialogue from around this point on is mostly outlined by my friend, so it was so fun getting to work their insights and characterization into my own interpretation of his character

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the build-up where dave and harry start snuggling drives me fucking crazy every time like every time i reread this bit i'm always biting on my knuckles and screaming goddamnit goddamnit dirty wrong awful intimacy that suddenly overwhelms you and crushes you and you don't even notice the way you're dissociating from your every action but you aRE

originally this paragraph was also supposed to have a davejade mention but i just couldn't figure out how to make the thought flow well with everything else. originally there was supposed to be something about the way he always shrinks away from jade's touches, how they always make him feel worse and feel colder than he did before she'd tried, but yeah... didnt fit... and ultimately i think the fic is stronger as is. jade being an afterthought that only vaguely gets talked around feels very ic for candy dave anyway HJGFK and rly everything that he feels towards her is more just a side effect of everything he's suffered by bro's hands. no need to focus on his discomfort about jade when his discomfort about harry is more than enough

that being said every time i remember everything i had to omit i WAAAAAAIL

"Syrup clogs your throat. Your throat burns dully, your tongue feeling heavy with that leftover numbing weight of sugar and liquor." lines i cant reread without rly badly craving booze

literally the biggest challenge of this fic was the fact that its secretly a johndave/daveroxy/daverose fic HAHAHGFJG like trying to balance the fact that one of dave's biggest driving forces when it comes to his attraction to harry is that he's just been hosting a million and one ultimately unrequited crushes all his life that he's now projecting forward and trying to showcase that without drawing tOOOOOOOO much attention away from the other main driving force (brodirk and the incest fetish he'd instilled in him)... so sooo hard to balance but i like to think i did a decent job

'let him escape this feeling like he might still be a good person' is such a fucking good line/thought/sentiment that i'm so upset i had no room for cuz it's so good HJGKFSGS who knows maybe one day i'll be able to figure out a way to squeeeeeeze it into an edit cuz god knows i still tweak this and all my fics every now and then

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 i love this part... go off past ricky... do find it funny tho that i was ~vibing~ so hard with the prose that i forgot dave's canon ages just a tad HAHA shhhh

these are some of my favorite kisses i've ever written goddamnit

literally the funniest and most inspiring words my writing partner has ever said like LEGEND... it was this phrase specifically that made me drop everything and start writing this fic cuz i KNEW i needed to slap that onto the summary pls JGKLFSG

(Did you ever have a chance? Did he?)

i feel obligated to speak on this line because it's like. one of the huge major themes of the fic HJSKDFGSFG the inevitability of dave continuing a cycle that he's been trying to avoid. really, what can i say, though. this fic follows a timeline that's alluded to but still has yet to be written out (and who knows if i ever actually will write it out, i'm kinda just updating this fic series based on impulses) where dave moves on to project all his trauma with bro onto dirk after they win the game. i love the thought of them trying their best to keep up the brother routine before dave's need to retraumatize himself and dirk's own fucked up inclinations results in them becoming sexually involved. like, honestly, i could go on forever about dirkdave and the ways they make each other better and worse but yeah. the second dave gave into that self destructive urge, he was done. and it's something that bled into his marriage, that bled into his inability to rly engage with karkat, that fed on his ability to be his own person and work on his own recovery. dirk died and the universe went stagnant and with it, dave's ability to grow out of the mold he was forced into by bro

so yeah. he's already at this huge disadvantage. and while this fic focuses on dave's perspective, there's a lot to be said about harry's mindset as well. the way he's egging this on, the way he's encouraging it, the way he's trying to poke into any sort of vulnerability that dave may or may not have. the way he wouldnt quite have the words to pinpoint and identify shit like emotional incest or grooming but he can see that there's something wrong and exciting about what they're doing that he wants to take part in. being set up to failure because of john's neglect, already thinking he's more mature than he is because of it, perhaps knowing just a bit too much about romance and sex because of whatever weirdass confessions about his own relationships john had unwittingly given him. not to mention his feelings for dave and the way he makes him feel like they're equals and the way he gets attention and affection freely from him without really having to fuss and fight for it like he does with vrissy.

so yeah. these two were doomed from the start 😌💙

'That saccharine sear of shame that washes over you then only makes it worse. You can’t fucking believe you’re popping a boner ten seconds into a make-out session.'

so like, i wrote this before getting deep into the show succession and thank god cuz this def would have turned into a ramble about how dave probably was completely unable to get it up during sex with jade. that absolutely was the case because i like to think that dave really is just hardwired into having rly bad sexual hang-ups where his body is just so conditioned to react to a lack of consent and boundaries and an abundance of incest but now thanks to my intimate knowledge of roman roy i also know now that dave occasionally (frequently) has rly bad erectile dysfunction in the face of anything '''healthy'''. thanks a lot succ

this isn't where the wordplay starts but it's where a good amount of it is HJGKFG i feel like 'bro' is a silly word to use in big deep serious prose sometimes HAHAH so my reluctance to use it here is part of why this wordplay started but the other reason is because i have a BIG stylistic thing(tm) about playing with pronouns and names and what omitting them can do for the narrative. blurring bro and dirk by refusing to name them but letting their actions speak for which splinter is being referred to was a very fun experiment (though, perhaps less successful than other iterations of mine where i did this same sort of pronoun play... OH WELL they cant all be perfect)

mentally dave switches from aggressor to aggressor. this possessive need to destroy harry starts to bleed in, inspired by bro and what he'd done to dave and what he'd taught him of sexuality and domination. a part of him resists that, reminding him of the terrifying impact of it all, the horror of initiating and acting on a fucked up desire, and then he switches to dirk, projecting that forward instead. dirk, who he is currently choosing to see more as a victim, who was just trying to help dave as he pushed and pushed at him. it's simultaneously a moment where he can start to blame harry just a little bit about what's happening instead of himself (because harry keeps pushing, he keeps begging to do this, he thinks it's what he wants and dave is just helping him because he doesn't feel he has a choice) and it's a moment where he finally puts himself in dirk's shoes and realizes (fears) that maybe dirk didn't want this as much as he might have acted. that dirk had likely gone through a similar internal conflict that started to kill him inside.

'Jade tries, but something about her touch disgusted you.' IT WAS SUCH A STRUGGLE TO FINALLY MENTION HER LMFAOHSDJFKG such a relief... altho the line after this one rly kicked my ass i could not figure it out for the longest time hjskdfgsg jadey i love you im so sorry

this was an interesting divulgence from the original thought:

which i couldnt rly fit in especially with how balls deep we're into dave's thoughts at the moment but i love it

this line is so stupid HAHAJFGSFG its so funny to me. its a shoutout to me realizing halfway through the initial outline that they're actually half brothers instead of JUST uncle/nephew AND it's a reference to this specific incest joke in the epilogues

(the way harry is there to witness this moment and also say the word incest right after dave... a ship made for mE)

i love this sequence so much i'm so proud of it like FUCK

some of my friends have started to use this line as a copypasta now and it cracks me the FUCK up every time they do HJSKFDGSDF

generally, whenever i write stream of consciousness fics, i'm always building up and waiting for the moment where the stream suddenly goes off track. there's always gonna be a super fun part where i get to just ramble out a bunch of run-on sentences and hopefully even format them in a fun absolutely-inspired-by-poetry way. and i can't stress enough how fucking SATISFYING it is to get there and have it come out (almost) exactly how you thought it would whee

THOUGHTS THAT GOT LOST BUT GOD HARRY CRACKS ME UP... and i love that part of john's personality... and i love the way it unknowingly grates on dave hjsdfg he definitely has a very clear image of victimhood and the way harry doesn't fit into that mold drives him fucking crazy.

one of my favorite parts of dave's unreliable narration, him projecting onto dirk because of his own guilt. it's the only way he can really bring himself to admit that, in that moment, after everything he's done, he's immediately feeling suicidal and bereft with his guilt on the whole situation.

i mention this in a comment as well but i love to think about ult dirk and dirk's internal corruption of his own character. i think it's a fun chicken or the egg scenario, trying to decide if dirk was still himself when he allowed dave to seduce him into this, if dirk's guilt helped guide him into his eventual instability, or if that instability is what lead to him acting on his incestuous urges. did his actions lead to him being labeled a villain, or did he decide to prove his villainy by lashing out?

and it is VERY fun to have this be something dave had done, knowing that in the future, he will be guided into his own metaphorical and literal suicide, abandoning a life he's more than ready to run away from =u= and the cycle continues nyehehe

final thoughts that may or may not be used in a future fic (i'm the black):

what the hell is wrong with harry in d e e d... stares at john

[shutthyface]

Bendy and the Dark Revival Playthrough Thoughts:

Imma post my raw dog thoughts on Bendy and the Dark Revival as I play (currently in chapter 1), I shall bury the spoilers so continue at your own risk, I will also be completely honest about my opinions on everything, my qualifications are my 100% achievement score for Bendy and the Ink Machine and a deep adoration for the entire Bioshock series (yes, this is relevant)

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- first impression, hand animations are a lil weird but I can get past it

- Audrey is adorable, her winged liner is pretty thicc

- I knew a jumpscare was coming in that hallway but did it stop me from screaming? no.

- "Who put this here?" YESSIR LOVE THAT THROWBACK THANK YOU

- ALSO after coming back for the key you get a nice view of the signed photo of Bendy from Henry ���� So cute I can't even

- cut to me continuously ramming my body into the first Boris the Wolf poster throughout different points in the walkthrough area because I was looking for Meatly... (he was not there 😭)

-I hate Wilson, as a character, and I'm confused at his importance. But I also hate him as a person, as he makes me v uncomfortable (well done on that part)

- ahhh yes, the Ink Machine activation. I wish it wasn't so similar, maybe the podiums set up in different areas of the museum room like exhibits would have been a nice recollection without being exactly the same

- ohohoh, is that a Bioshock Infinite baptism I see? And a title screen eerily similar to the Bioshock logo. Not complaining really, I honestly miss the feeling of Rapture

•∆ Entering Chapter 1 ∆•

- PIPER I KNEW YOU WERE THERE AND YET??? SCARY

- Alice could have explained a bit more, I also feel like there's a lot of things I need to explore but can't yet, I love exploration and collection

- Gent Pipe is coming back and we gotta hide from these squishy men, so far so good. Really enjoying the new hiding mechanics, feels much more like a classic horror game, more immersive and anxiety building

- these ink men and women are getting rekt, cool that you can loot from their bodies

- puzzles BAYBEEE gotta love em, the first one is pretty easy to find but it almost feels like there's more to see there later?

- ooo we have another Bioshock-esque gameplay tool, sending ink creatures back to the ink puddles, like removing the adam from little sisters. Not sure if it will have an impact on ending or anything like that, but it adds a nice choice to more sneaky routes than head on aproaches

- I don't know what I expected but mr.hang-in-there editor made me feel more uncomfortable than I thought it would lmao

- BABY BENDY 😭 he's soooo cute and his LIL ANIMATED FACES!!!! i can't believe he was just chillin there all smol and adorable

- Audrey gotta be careful with that power she hurt the baby 🥺

- "do not knock" audrey: hmm .... this won't stop me, I can't read

- not the Ink Demon appearing and TALKING???? HELLO??? SIR?? 🥵🤒

- 😳😳😳 "sweet name to devour" lord almighty

- his new form is SICK, I LOVE the glove/white animation spots peaking through the ink, the multi horns, ugh so cool I want a better look 😩

•∆ Entering Chapter 2 ∆•

- Ink Demon: "You were born from it", me: "MOLDED BY IT!"

- I no longer enjoy the hiding mechanic because I am now more scared

-OOOH it tells me when he's coming, that I enjoy, thank the lord 😩✋

- I like these lil drawings mr. no-knock did, they're so cute! I think the Ink Demon likes em too that's why he's angry I'm collecting em 😮‍💨

- me after collecting the fifth drawing: damn he MAD mad he wanted those sketches bad 😳

- bro mr. no-knock attacking me after collecting his shit is NOT the vibe how DARE you sir

- the ink demon literally was about to attack me when I was writing that last thought, I thought I was about to have a break but NOPE not only did I almost die I almost pissed myself that was TERRIFYING

- I am now constantly on edge and I feel like mr. ink demon is coming for me at any second

- good news I haven't died yet, bad news my heart rate is goin NUTS

- second puzzle, finished, and Ink Demon only visited once! Yay!

- "come say hello" h mm don't mind if I do

- audrey: *crackin open this big ass spotlit box*; me: no no no no no; box: scary ass shy-guy-esque lady; me: noooo no no no...; audrey: *turns away to hide in barrel, turns back and box is empty*; me: NOOOOOOO THANK YOUUUUUU

- dude F*CK THAT GHOST B*TCH she scared my entire TIT off and made me slam my knee into my desk WTF is that 😭

- I survived the shy-guy-lady, thank the lord, but I had to run like hell and murder the lost ones in the area. I hope I grabbed all the collectables 😭

- Winnie the Porter stuck in the pipe is pretty adorable and I love him

- down the rabbit hole we go, I guess!

- NOT PORTER RENAMING ME 😭 AND A GIFT!

- oh my gosh I was thinking the glowing hand reminded me of Dishonored and now we can fuggin SHIFT just like Dishonored, love that

- the menus looked pretty familiar too, now I can't help but see little Dishonored pockets everywhere

- dude so many squishy lost ones how am I supposed to deal, I have realized I should not have eaten every snack I came across before 😭

- it's time for a break, I'm currently in the locker rooms for anyone curious, I'll come back sometime tomorrow for more thoughts ;)

[wench-and-jezebel]

The Musketeers Reaction: The Challenge

Jezebel (@typicalopposite) reacts [with occasional asides by Wench (@scripted-downfall)]

Now with BONUS: meta analysis :) (But Wench might post that separately later too... she hasn't decided)

[Oh, no, a prisoner transfer!  That always goes badly; just ask CTU (from 24)]

Well shit 

Well…. SHIT THIS MAN A BEAST [Yup!]

“Stay out of this, damn you”  Let us get our asses kicked by one man.. on our own  [Red Guards be prideful dumbasses]

Wot?  WOT?!  WHAT!?!  [Tenth Doctor-coded, you are]  ☠️☠️☠️ [But also, agreed.  They explicitly warned the Red Guard.  And then tried to help.  Not their fault the RG didn't listen 💀]  Right!?!

No one asked you, man child

WHAT, ARE THEY ALL CHILDREN??? [Yes]

OOOP- awwwwww  [Dangerous for him and Constance to do that in broad daylight tho]  

Well their relationship has escalated

[OH, LOOK, HER HUSBAND; WHAT.  DID I SAY.]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️ [Awkward, that is.]

Blech

Sweet lord  [Indeed]

Do they not get paid?  [Kinda but also... money got spent… It's not much, I don't think]

[They're Tinder-ing in church ☠️]  Im dying  [Porthos swiped right on the widow alkdsfj]  Trying to say something and these two are distracting me  [I adore them] Ok, so anyway… I’m guessing D’art does it, wins, and then becomes a Musketeer

Poor d’Art

Y’all two really trying to swindle money from grieving women… MEN  [Only one was grieving.  The other was having an affair, since those are highly common]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

Imma.  Oooop… Second-hand embarrassment  [She's covering for him :)]  ☠️☠️☠️

☠️☠️☠️ Oooop she ain’t grieving too hard  [I'm sorry, but they're kinda cute]  They are

“You’re cute”

☠️☠️☠️ Aramis is gonna get the money and Porthos is gonna get a wife  [adslkfjlksadjf]

Candle sniffer?  Is that a person?  ☠️☠️☠️  [Candle snuffer, dear]  I know 😂

["Too often, you let your emotions get the better of you"  "Can we just get on with it"  Sir, that.  Proves the point]  ☠️☠️☠️

Oooop, I see what you’re doing, Athos

Blech

[I love Peter Capaldi]

Oooop.  That might not go well

[Love lines like "I can see you are a man of quick intelligence"... they’re always passive-aggressive digs]

How did he not see him?  Or hear that?  They are quite incompetent

[OH SHIT I REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENS AFTER THIS]

Oooooop

“You killed my father”  [he’s making a habit of this]  “I mean, burned down my farm.  Prepare to die”

Well damn  [This has gone badly for young d'Artagnan]  d’Art, how do you really think this is gonna play out

[Of course Athos had to save him ☠️]  ☠️☠️

Awwww  [They turned it in a different direction, but I usually detest "I'm not like *you*" statements]

“Get some rest!”  How about dry off?

Bruh where did the rain go?

Bitch (Milady), why ain’t you ded?

[This is what I meant by “I remember what happens after this” btw]  Let me breathe on your mouth for a moment  [Shut up]

“Leave me alone, Athos”  Ma’am you came to him???  Womennnn

“I thought you had brains, but clearly not.”  Athos, what has he done for you to think that?  [alskdfjlsakdjf This is a valid question]

– – – 

Jezebel: Welp! First off the level of ack I feel about friends having to fight each other in a competition is like…. Skyrocketing.  Idk if it’s gonna be as awkward (they each think they will win, disappointment if they don’t) but I feel awkward about it lol!

Wench: You underestimate their loyalty, dear… I'm reasonably — like 90% — confident that they're only, like, half-competing.  Because this is the current main way they know to get d'Art his commission and he's running out of time.  And these three are, it's heavily implied, the best of the regiment so it’s kinda foolish to send a new recruit unless it’s more about getting him the commission.

Jezebel: Ohhhh they letting him win?

Wench: I suspect they've already gone to Treville and been like.  “Don't consider us for the tournament.”  I don't know for sure, but that's always been my interpretation.  Also, it's less "letting him win" and more "nudging him in the right direction and giving him sway with Treville."  Buddy's from Gascony and got that hot-headed pride thing going; he wouldn't accept their charity any more than he'd accept their money

Jezebel: Ohhhhhh! I see!!  I love them! 🙂

Wench: At least Athos, since he's heavily training d'Art to compete.  I'm less sure about Flort because they seem to kinda need the money 💀 

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️☠️  Gonna be another: (Athos) “We weren't gonna try to win” -> (Porthos) “Weren't we?” -> (Aramis) “Next time let us know” things

Wench: aslkdjflkadsjf Exactly!!!

Jezebel: It feels like as of rn they have put Milady in the ep…. Just so she’s in the ep ☠️ Not that I’m complaining she’s aight but she just seems random

Wench: You ain't seen shit yet.  Also, in case you missed this, they're Heavily paralleling Athos and d'Artagnan in this ep.  Her being there is definitely intentional.  

Jezebel: Yes! I have 😂 Athos even said it ☠️

Wench: Ma'am.  He said one overt "you're more like me than you know"; that is not paralleling ☠️  And, if it were, it’s not the extent of the paralleling either 

Jezebel: Aight lay me out the parallels 😂😂

Wench: I'll tell you in endpoint; it's easier to avoid mincing my words

Jezebel: Speaking of tho!  I LOVE ATHOS TRAINING DART SM OMG!!!  And Flort are just fucking chaos. ☠️☠️ I love them! Porthos trying to talk to the widow tho was fucking adorable

Wench: I adore them all

Jezebel: Ready?

Wench: Yup!

– – – 

Ooooop

Ma’am!

She is so pretty tho 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

Oooooop!  Oooooooooooooop!!

No, she didn’t

Oh nooooo  ["Who else is just going to walk up and hand me 30 livres"  Well, ya see-]  THIS IS WHY YOU ARE DUMB  [Constance was]  

PORTHOS!

OOOOP she’s giving him that look

[never trust "it doesn't matter"s]

HE BRUSHED HER HAIR BACK WITH HIS PINKY!?  THAT WAS ADORABLE

Ooooop!

[I kinda adore them; sorry to your Portamis plotting ☠️ ]  (Porthos) “What was I supposed to be getting again?”  (Aramis) “….. NOT THAT”

[Shocker, the marksman won the shooting competition alksdfj]  Aramis and that damn hat ☠️☠️☠️  [Oh, and the close-combat dude won the close-combat skirmish; who knew? :)]  OH THIS GIF SET!

Athos watching all proud  [*simultaneously* Also, in point of fact, I'm not actually sure Athos is competing at all]

Angry face

HE DIDNT FLINCH

“No control….”  Buddy. You knew this. Ahead of time. Why are you acting like it's new???

I see what you’re doing… Le gasp!  CARDINAL YOU ARE INSANE!  

PORTHOS!

Dawwwww

Ma’am!  SO ARE YOU 

Okay, not the last one.  But two out of three isn’t bad!

[Whoops]

Ma’am… It- Y’all- Sir.  THEY ARE SO PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER  [Because they're so dumb? :)]  Yes

OOOP

He gone beat the hell out of herrrrr… Those things were allowed back then

Oooop

OOOOP

[Protective!Athos unlocked asldkfj]  Ooooop!

Treville knows he’s letting the guy fight huh?  [Not saying :)]

POOR DART!  [Poor Constance]  I KNOW

💔💔💔💔  The break in his voice when he said I want you

POOOR CONSTANCE

“Her name’s Alice”  Oooop-  [Callback to your earlier “Aramis is gonna get the money and Porthos is gonna get a wife” !!!]  Jealous Aramis

The Musketeers are like WOT

[Bruh.  Swordsman???  It's a.  Sword contest.  I know Athos didn't seem to be competing in the initial bracket.  But also. If the point is to win. ???]

They look like guard dogs ready to attack

[Once again, a very Doctor Who score… (Again, same dude, but it especially shows here)]  lol!

There goes the hat

[Also, gotta love Athos getting ready to throw hands the second Treville's arm got injured alksdjf]  Yes!!!  [Man was taking off his cloak in 0 time]

Welp ok.  King making up for all the childish behavior

[d'Artagnan needed to have his heart broken to not let it sway his actions ☠️]  💔💔💔💔

Ooooop!  He’s doing the thing! The thing Athos did!  [:))))]

Whoooop whooooop!  [I must say.  It's.  It's kinda biased.  To have the King.  Judging an assessment.  Involving the King's Musketeers]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️

Oooooo!  Whoooop whoooop!

[Adore the fact that Athos gets to give it to him]

Ooooop!  She’s been had!  [Why is she surprised that the scheming, manipulating, control-freak Cardinal was being a scheming, manipulating, control-freak??]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️  [Also, I'm sorry, but the Athos/Milady storyline is something that is so delectably twisted I can't even... I'll explain some in endpoint]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️

“d’Art is the key”  ‘Cause he’s dumb

Sighhhh, womennnn

💔💔💔💔💔

Ack!  DON’T DO IT

HE DONE IT

HE DIDN’T DO IT

OOOOP!  She’s confused!

– – – 

Jezebel: Basic summary: Poor d’Art!  But also YAY D’ART!  But then poor Constance.  No really 💔💔💔💔 POOR CONSTANCE.  But Miladys face when he didn’t get in the carriage?  stunned 😀

Wench: Indeed

Jezebel: Also I didn’t absolutely hate the king this episode.  He seemed competent ☠️☠️ I retract my earlier statements about him 😂😂

Wench: Ma'am. He was still being the same childish king he's always been; he just happened to be childish in favor of the protagonists.

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️ ok fair

Wench: He just threw a competition as a way of proving that his men were better than the Cardinal's, and then he rigged that competition, and then he took the prize money on top of that laksdjf

Jezebel: This… is also true 😂😂  Anyway 😂 ummmmm… oh yeah! Porthossss 💔💔 he was so soft and non-tough-guy with Alice it was adorable.  And the “Who’ll look after you?” to Aramis???? 💕💕  (When she leaves)

Wench: Yeah  :) 

Jezebel: And Papa Treville! And how they all was like yeah fuck the competition soon as he got hurt! I love it!  And I did mention up there the look on Milady’s face when the lil dummy she was so sure she could seduce didn’t take the bait ☠️☠️ Now that may change I guess! But that was satisfying that he wasn’t like “well, bye, Constance; hello, Milady!”

Wench: This is true, and it's nice that he's not fickle... Fits in with his character, though, for the most part, so I'm not horribly shocked

Jezebel: Athos tho! I loved him this whole episode!  And his little "get down there before he changes his mind" (with a smirk)

Wench: Yesssss

Jezebel: Uhhhhh… the only thing I can say about Athos and Milady’s scene together was already said in the react, but how she was all “lemme stalk you” and then all “HMPH stop stalking me”... Like!?!?

Wench: You still don’t see the parallels?

Jezebel: Nope ☠️☠️ Just tell me

Wench: *sigh* Okay

Jezebel: 🙂

Wench: For reference, btw, we only have two more s1 episodes left.  Now, first, some contextual parallels: Have you noticed the running theme of scarring/binding/tying in Athos' and Milady's backstories?

Jezebel: Um. I- no? Maybe? You say that and all I think is her being hanged but I can’t remember where else it is happening or do you mean figuratively

Wench: Yes and no.  That’s the obvious example.  She was hanged.  She still "bears the token of [his] love" in the scar that remains.  She covers it up with a fine necklace --- a choker --- to obscure her past.  But less obviously... He still wears her locket.  She says that he gave her a necklace, and he still wears the chain that represents her around his neck.  Half the time he's drinking, his head is literally bowed by it.  Also, in his intro, the locket is the first real thing we see of his character.  He's hungover and drinking first, yes, but the second he gets his bearing/sits up, he pulls out the locket.  And that's before he even gets dressed/does his wake-up ritual.  Within that locket is a pressed forget-me-not (or an icon of the flower, but the point remains... a forget-me-not).  Additionally, the first time we see her, she's manipulating things so that he gets imprisoned --- weaponizing justice the same way she feels was done against her --- and quite literally manacled in the process.  Et cetera, et cetera.

Jezebel: Ok, so see! This is what I mean by I may see a parallel but would never see it that deep! I would see he wears her locket with a forget me not inside and be like ohhhhh he is like tormenting himself. And this I would not think about it again.  I would have never caught the choker being symbolic just that she needed something that fit to her neck… or she couldn’t hide the scar

Wench: And that's shown in their interactions too… In "Commodities," for example, when they both are back at Pinon: after she’s knocked him to the ground, she literally pulls him up to meet the dagger by the locket chain.

Still Wench: And yet it’s also why she can’t go through with killing him; she's so distracted by it that she takes too long and d'Artagnan shows up.

Jezebel: ☹️☹️☹️☹️ see now I caught that that threw her off ☠️☠️ I’m not fully unaware! 😂

Wench: Not surprised by this, but the scene still means more in context of the larger symbolism.  Then you've got the episode we just watched, where you have the alley scene, in which she literally tugs him closer via the chain.

Once again back to Wench: But even beyond the literal symbolism that's emphasized overtly on screen, it's their literal storyline… They're each orbiting the other, unable to let go completely but unable to forgive and forget and move on either.  Tied together by their mutual scarring --- whether literal or metaphorical --- and the literal ties that bind.

Jezebel: ☹️☹️☹️☹️ that is so sad and makes so much sense once pointed out omg

Wench: So.  Why have I spent so long yapping about this?  Because all of this context boils down to Milady deciding to sponsor d'Art.  And what does she do for him?  She gives him money, BUT.  Attached to that money.  Is nothing less than:

Still Wench: A necklace.  More than that, a forget-me-not pendant on a chain.

Jezebel: I meant to mention that more! I think I was like oooop or something but at first I thought it was THE locket! Like i thought she’d got it off Athos

Wench: It's not, but what it is is a cheaper-quality pendant.  It's not a locket; it's just an oval with a carving.  It's stark and cold, harsh and engraved.  Molded.  Like, one might say, a woman who's been through shit and decided to embrace the role of criminal she feels shoved into.  Athos', meanwhile, is a locket.  It's got the actual flower, soft and natural and encapsulated in time.  A happy memory encased in pendant form.  But it's also not intact.  It's old and withered and slightly tarnished: the necklace equivalent of that warm and happy glow they always use for the Athos/Milady flashbacks.

Jezebel: I am sitting here reading this like…. Bruh, these are blink and you’ll miss them moments and here she is just pulling full detailed parallels out of her ass…. But they make sense and make the characters so much deeper and sadder… ack

Wench: I'm boutta add a bit more, whoops :)  Because this shows up in the context of Milady offering to sponsor d'Artagnan, right?  She's offering him money.  But the chain comes with the money.  Her influence comes with the money.  They have to go together, or they don't go at all.  If he takes that money, he becomes even more indebted to her than he already was.  And he does take it.  And he takes the necklace (her "care," her influence, his debt to her) too.  AND… this is what gets him and Constance in trouble.  It's Bonacieux seeing d'Art and Milady together and discovering that necklace that prompts him to follow d'Art.  It's Milady's meddling influence that keeps screwing things up for them.  BUT it’s not all bad because, when the necklace goes missing and Constance asks about it, he dismisses it --- her influence, his debt to her --- as unimportant.  He lets it go.  She does it again --- not with a necklace, but still --- at the end: she offers him a ride in her carriage, and it’s just a simple offer, but with strings --- literally --- attached

Jezebel: (I was waiting cause it seemed you were gonna add more to that! Since he declines the offer)

Wench: Oh, no.  Nothing immediately attached.  But I will say... The more I (re)watch, the more I realize that she's got a lot of the archetypes of the devil figure.  (That's the character who offers a temptation but gets control of you in return)

Jezebel: Oooooo! 👀 I can see that

Wench: She consistently offers things to people --- love to Athos, power to the Cardinal, a hodgepodge of things for d'Art --- but it's not as easy as it seems.  With the sole exception of the Cardinal (because he's an unstable force that she can't fully manipulate), she gets nearly interminable power over the people who take her up on it 

Still Wench: Anyway, that's the main but extensive parallel between Athos and d'Artagnan in this episode.  Athos outright says, "you're more like me than you know" (paraphrased), and they show it, bit by bit, with this running symbolism.  They're alike, but not the same.  They have similar necklaces --- similar ties to Milady --- but not identical ones.  d'Art hasn't and never will have the same opportunity to be influenced by her as Athos did --- he first met her when she framed him for murder, so he's not quite as inclined to trust her as Athos (who met her when she was either not the same person or pretending to not be the same person, depending on your interpretation) --- but he's nonetheless swayed by her.  Similar, but not the same.  See?

Jezebel: Yes! I do! 😂 though I never would have before! So thank you 😂😂😂

Wench: :)  np!  Any overall responses though?  ☠️ I kinda took over

Jezebel: More of a question… Am I just seeing her look confused he didn’t get in the cart, or is that gonna play into this little “she can sway Dart to come to the Cardinal men” thing she had because she doesn’t have the hold over him she thinks?

Wench: Wot

Jezebel:

Wench: Hellooooo?

Jezebel:

Wench: Good night, dear

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*the next morning*

Jezebel: I was falling asleep ☠️ but I can’t remember if you ever commented on if there was a point to be made about him not getting in the cart with her. Like he can resist her and she didn’t expect that, or something. And because it seemed like you hadn’t responded I was asking basically if I was looking too deep into it. Like sure maybe she was like: oh ok then. But to me she looked legitimately shocked, as this came right after her telling the Cardinal it would be easy to sway him in their favor. If that makes more sense ☠️😂

Wench: It does a bit, yeah, and, to answer…  I kinda adressed it, but only a bit, with the "She does it again --- not with a necklace, but still --- at the end: she offers him a ride in her carriage, and it’s just a simple offer, but with strings --- literally --- attached.”  It's another way of drawing him closer/getting him under her influence.  And she's feeling Really Confident --- as you said --- about her skill at influencing him.  But what he does is a) show loyalty and b) show love.  (Both for Constance, but still).  This is particularly important because, if you think back to the pilot when they *coughs discreetly behind my fan* laid together, he saw the scar around her neck, asked about it, and, upon hearing that her husband had her almost killed, offers to kill said husband for her.  So what we have here is a conflict between her influence and the other people in d'Artagnan's life, and she's been counting on her influence being strongest.  (Which is partly because that's how it worked with Athos... even now, buddy can't move on.)  But she just got proof that it's very clearly not.  He just prioritized Constance (someone who'd just broken up with him, too, and seemingly very cruelly, even if Milady didn't know that) over her, and that's a sign that maybe she's too used to her own allure working and she's misjudged d'Artagnan's character,  But it's just a minor thing, so it's not panic yet, just confusion.  Does that make sense?

Jezebel: Yes! 🙂

Wench: Good... I feel like half of this shit is not what it is in my head laksdfj

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ doubt it, because everything you say makes so much sense

Wench: ☠️😭

Jezebel: The emojissssss

Wench: Shut up  But I have had months to think about this.  And more since the book.

Jezebel: That was all I had for endpoint though! I just really wanted your two way more than two but I love it cents on that look

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Wench edit, many days later: It's occurring to me that those "oop"s are very incomprehensible but idk what they referred to, so I can't put in signal phrasing... sorry :] (Blame Jezebel)

[silvery-stars-above]

Reaching for the Light  Chapter 1: Down

(Based on the twisted personality swap AU by @twistedtavern) (Also Leer is the name of my mc character. I'll probably post more about them later) “Hey-” “Grim, for the thousandth time, we will get tuna AFTER I finish my Potions homework. You nagging me isn’t going to make me work faster.”

“You do when Riddle does it, why not me?” Leer broke his eyes away from the paper in front of him to gaze down at the little cat monster sprawled out on the grass without a care in the world. A gentle breeze blew, rustling the grass and blowing a few leaves off the tree they sat under. 

“Yeah, because Riddle is a Housewarden. And YOU-” Leer poked Grim playfully in the stomach, causing him to let out a surprised squawk. “-are not. So bunker down for a few more minutes, okay? I’m almost done.” 

He reached down and ruffled Grim’s head. Grim mumbled under his breath but didn’t protest further. However, he also refused to let Leer have his hand back. So Leer spent the remainder of his assignment awkwardly balancing his paper on his knees while mindlessly scratching Grim with the other. 

Eventually, Leer packed his notes away. Grim pouted when Leer removed his hand, but grinned like a little kid when that same hand was offered to him. He walked up Leer’s arm and took his comfortable place on Leer’s shoulders.

“You ready, Grim?”

“Of course! Imma gonna get me some tuna! Onwards minion! TO TUNA!!!”

Leer let out a snort. 

“Alright, alright. To tuna!”

Leer began to make his way to Sam’s store, Grim smiling and making a totally-not-purring sound on his shoulder.

On the way to Sam’s store, they had to pass by the well. Leer didn’t think much of this. It was just your everyday well, and he passed by it everyday on his way to classes. You could even get drinkable water from it (though he only knew that because Ace had dared Deuce to chug as much as he could in one go. Didn’t even get sick.)

So when Leer nearly tripped and fell, he’d assumed it was just a raised stone in the path. It was an old path, and the stone came loose all the time. So naturally, Leer looked down.

God he wished he hadn’t.

Because instead of a loose stone he was met with the sight of a creepy shadow hand slowly wrapping itself around his boot holy shit.

It happened too fast.

One second Leer was staring horrified at the inky writhing hand at his feet, and the next the hand snapped out, wrapping around his calf and pulling. Leer’s weight was thrown off and he crashed into the pavement, feeling rather than seeing the wounds and bruises form on his arm. Grim hovered in the air for a terrifying moment, a look of surprise that quickly gave way to fear as another hand shot out the well. 

And then Grim was gone. Didn’t even get a chance to scream.

Leer however, did.

“SHIT!” Leer digs his hands into the stone, trying anything to pull himself out of the grasp of these horrible tendrils. But his struggle only seems to encourage more to sprout from the well like a sick geyser and completely cover his legs. The tendrils pull again. Leer bites down on his lip as one of his nails splits. The tendrils pull again. And on the third time, Leer’s grip gives way and he is pulled off the ground for a moment.

The last thing he sees (or rather thinks he sees) is a pair of horrified eyes staring into his.

And then he is pulled down.

Down.

Down.