#heck this is long i am so sorry

[redbootsindoriath]

My already-belated Fëanorian Week took another hit when I realized my half-finished Curufin piece might not meet Tumblr guidelines so I’m going to have to start over with that one.  In the meantime, here’s something from a few months ago that feels more like something I might have made in 2019 or thereabouts.

[pokimoko]

The One-Way Waltz of the Moth and the Wild Flame (and the Incident of the Authorial Intrusion) - A Good Omens Fic

Written by pokimoko

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: ~25K

Fandom: Good Omens (TV)

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley & Muriel (Good Omens), Crowley & Nina (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens) & Original Character(s)

Characters: Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale (Good Omens), Muriel (Good Omens), Original Characters, (who is technically not an original character but I've got to keep some secrets ;) ), Nina (Good Omens), Background & Cameo Characters

Summary: A story in which Crowley does not prevent forest fires, a radio sends out thoughts and prayers, an angel misuses the emergency contact, the local duck population invents socialism, trees are threatened to varying degrees of success, a waltz is indeed played, and an author considers the nature of tragedies.

Tags: Ineffable Divorce | Aziraphale and Crowley Break Up (Good Omens), Post-Break Up, POV Crowley (Good Omens), Emotional Hurt, He/Him Pronouns For Crowley (Good Omens), They/Them Pronouns for Muriel (Good Omens), Crowley & Muriel Friendship (Good Omens), Angst and Humor, Crowley-centric (Good Omens), Canon Continuation, Post-Season/Series 02, Post-Episode: s02e06 Every Day (Good Omens), Pre-Season/Series 03, No Aziraphale Slander Here but it is also Crowley's POV so expect at least some Thoughts, Angry Crowley (Good Omens), Running Away, Both in the Emotional and Literal Sense, Because You Don't Have to Deal with Your Romantic and Personal Issues in Washington State. Obviously, (incorrect: you very much do), Crowley is a Mess (Good Omens), (even if he won't admit it), Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), (another thing he won't admit), Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), They're just being stupid, Not A Fix-It, References to God(s), Romantic Angst, America, United States, Fire Lookout, Remember Only You Can Prevent Forest Fires (Unless You Are Anthony J. Crowley), hey is it healthy to repeatedly relive a past trauma to deal with a breakup? asking for a friend, Scene: The Bookshop Fire (Good Omens), Fire, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Isolation, When You're Trying to Cope Badly in the American Wilderness but People Keep Talking to You, Radio, Inspired by Firewatch (Video Game), Character Study, Crowley and the Woes of Being In a Narrative That Won't Let You Go, (Fleabag voice) This is a Tragedy, But oh? What's this?, Angst with a Happy Ending, Ambiguous/Open Ending

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Chapter Four: Let Me Explain Everything About Magolor…

Elfilin and Magolor were getting closer to Kirby's house. Magolor cast an anxious glance over at Elfilin. He began to slow down, and then they came to a halt. Kirby’s house was just below.

“Hey… So, you know that stuff I said about Kirby back there? Let's uh… Let’s keep that to ourselves, okay?” Magolor said with a smile.

Elfilin grew anxious as he looked down. He seemed to have forgotten about the lies back in town. It might be difficult to explain to Kirby how they managed to bring back so much fruit.

“Magolor…You lied about Kirby...Why would you do that?”

Magolor took a deep breath then looked down below.

“Kirby has saved Planet Popstar many times. I’m sure you’re aware of that. You’ve seen Kirby in action; isn’t he amazing?…Well, that fool seems to have forgotten just how important he is. Kirby isn’t just some ordinary citizen. He’s a hero and he deserves to be treated as such! Wouldn’t you agree, Little Dude?”

“Well…yeah! Of course, I do! But…What will Kirby say when he finds we stole everything?” Elfilin asked.

“Kirby’s not going to find out!” Magolor winked.

“W-what do you mean by that? You’re gonna lie to Kirby?!”

“What!? Of course not! I'd never lie to my dearest friend!” Magolor said, almost outraged by the remark. “...Besides, he'll be so completely thrilled about all this food we’ve brought him that he won't care a bit where it came from!”

“But Magolor, stealing is just wrong!…I…I can’t go through with this. I’m sorry, but I’m taking everything back!” Elfilin turned around and prepared to fly back but Magolor quickly appeared right in front of him and held up his hand, preventing him from doing so.

“No way, Little Dude! Kirby’s waiting on us! We can’t let him down!” Elfilin anxiously tried to move past him, but Magolor wouldn’t budge.

“Calm down! To be honest…we technically didn’t steal anything because…Well, I’m gonna go back and pay for it all tomorrow!”

“…You are?”

“Of course!…I do it all the time.” He smirked.

“But…Aren’t you banned from that place?”

“…Oh… That obnoxious jerk has such a nasty temper. He’s never liked me, and I don't know why; I’ve never done a thing to him. He’s always blaming me when things go wrong for him because, well, he’s just bad at his job. It can’t be helped. He's a pathetic old fool.”

“Are you sure?…or is this another lie?” Elfilin asked.

“Okay…fine. I'll admit...I occasionally tell a little, white lie to some of the folks around here…but to Kirby? Or you? I don't lie to my friends anymore!” Magolor said, smiling and nodding.

Anymore?…

“Aw, don't give me that look.” Magolor said with a pout. “I only lied about Kirby like that because I was in a hurry! Normally, I wouldn’t do something that drastic, but I had no choice. He was taking way too long, you know?”

“I wonder if he’s okay after what happened with that Black Hole-”

“Like I said, Little Dude, it’s no big deal! No one got hurt! No harm done!” Magolor snickered. He seemed to have no regret at all for what they had done. He seemed like he might have enjoyed it even. He pointed below to Kirby’s house and smiled.

“Well, let’s go!” As Magolor tightened his grip on the hefty sack of fruit, he noticed Elfilin still appeared to be a bit hesitant to return. He jabbed him on the shoulder with a lighthearted punch.

“Remember, Little Dude! I’m going back tomorrow to pay for everything we took today…and then some, even!” He said with a wink.

Regardless of how horrible he felt about the situation, Elfilin couldn't help but believe Magolor. He just brimmed with sincerity. So kind and friendly. He certainly had a mischievous side, as Elfilin could see, but was it really such a bad thing? He clearly took a lot of pride in his friendship with Kirby and valued it above all else. Elfilin was impressed and inspired by his dedication to being such a good friend, but was also a little concerned and somewhat curious about the obscure and dark past he seemed to be hiding.

“Hmm. In fact, I'll throw in a little extra to help repair the damage caused by that nasty black hole!” Magolor continued.

“Really!? Wow…That’s very…cool of you!”

“What can I say? I’m a pretty cool dude…And so are you! Nice work back there!”

“You really think I’m cool!?” Elfilin exclaimed, his eyes wide with awe.

“Of course, and you'll be even cooler if you remember what I said about keeping what happened back there a secret! Just follow my lead, Little Dude. Remember, we're not lying; We’re simply keeping it between us. I’ll handle everything and you won’t have to say a word! Now, let’s get down there and show Kirby all this delicious fruit! Last one there’s a rotten egg!”

Magolor sped off flying down below to Kirby’s house. Elfilin quickly caught up to him and even surpassed him. Just as he thought he would make it to Kirby’s door first, Magolor emerged directly in front of him. He twirled about, giggling.

“You almost beat me! Looks like you'll have to pick up your pace juuuust a bit, there, heeheehee!” Magolor winked. Elfilin blushed, humiliated at yet another defeat.

“Don't worry, I won't tell Kirby about it..heehee!” Magolor opened the door and they went inside to see Kirby and Bandana Waddle Dee continuing their chess game from earlier.

“Yo! We’re back! We brought lots of good stuff too! I made sure to get plenty of apples, just as you wanted, Kirby!” Magolor tossed him a bright red apple.

“The most delicious apple in the universe!…Just for you!” He smiled.

Kirby's eyes sparkled as he gazed at the apple. Then he inhaled it all in one go.

“Wow, that was delicious! The best apple I’ve ever had! Thank you, Magolor! Thank you, Elfilin!” Kirby jumped around happily.

Magolor bounced around joyously with Kirby, while Elfilin chuckled nervously. Magolor then took both sacks of fruit and poured them out on the floor. Kirby's eyes grew wide as he gazed at the mountain of fruit surrounding them.

“Alright, Kirby! Dig in!” Magolor smiled. Kirby was practically drooling on himself from his excitement.

“Wow! Look at all of this!! Apples, peaches, and even strawberries! Imagine what we could do with all of this! We could make cobblers, pies, fruit tarts, even parfaits!! The possibilities are endless!!”

Kirby frantically rummaged through all of the fruit grabbing every piece he could possibly fit in his hands.

“That's right, Kirby! I made sure to get only the best! I know just how hungry you get, so we made sure to grab plenty!”

Magolor smiled as he sat down next to Kirby.

Bandana Waddle Dee was amazed by how much fruit they brought back. It almost seemed too good to be true that Magolor could bring back this much. Kirby, of course, was so eager to devour everything that he didn't seem to care where it all came from. He was just happy to eat. Bandana Waddle Dee then spotted Elfilin standing alone. He quietly took a few steps towards him.

“Pssst…Elfilin!” He called out. Elfilin turned to see Bandana Waddle Dee motioning for him to come closer. While Magolor and Kirby were preoccupied, they met in another corner of the room.

“Hey, Elfilin…how did it go?…” he asked, speaking softly.

Elfilin sighed and glanced down. He then turned towards Magolor, still beaming with happiness as he sat with Kirby.

“…It’s Magolor, isn’t it!? What did he do this time!?” Bandana Waddle Dee said angrily.

“I just knew he was up to no good! He did something horrible again didn’t he!?”

“What? No!” Elfilin said hastily. “Magolor is…Well, he’s great! He showed me the sights, introduced me to some new people, and helped get all this food for Kirby!”

“Yeah, about all this food…” Bandana Waddle Dee said as he looked around the room. “How did you guys pay for all this?…”

Elfilin froze in panic. He remembered Magolor’s plea to keep everything between them. He couldn’t tell Bandana Waddle Dee about what really happened. But he couldn’t lie either. He took another uneasy glimpse around.

“Well…you see…” Elfilin stammered. “Um…Magolor…”

Bandana Waddle Dee shook his head in defeat as Elfilin stumbled over his words.

“…He handled everything like a total pro! It’s all been taken care of! There’s no need to worry Bandana Waddle Dee!”

“Are you sure? You seem anxious…”

Elfilin was determined to keep his promise to Magolor but…he wasn’t quite as good at lying as Magolor seemed to be.

“…Yep!…he…” Elfilin sighed. “Paid for everything…”

“Oh, Elfilin…you can be honest with me. I won’t tell Magolor anything you say…It’s not like I ever wanna talk to him anyway.”

“I don’t know why you seem to hate him so much…He really is nice, you know? He’s awesome! Ooooh, and I think he wants to be my friend! Isn’t that cool!?”

Bandana Waddle Dee exhaled deeply. He was well aware of Magolor's ways. Using his charm to win over anybody he wants and get whatever he desires. He watched him do it to Kirby and now he was doing the same to Elfilin.

“Elfilin…” Bandana Waddle Dee said.

“Look, I know you seem to like Magolor a lot…and I really hate to have to tell you this…but he’s not this super cool guy you think he is.”

Elfilin frowned. Bandana Waddle Dee leaned in closer and spoke quietly.

“He tries really, REALLY hard to make you think he wants to be your friend…He plays it off like he’s a real nice guy…but the truth is..he’s a lying, backstabbing, TRAITOR!!”

“…A traitor?!” Elfilin was taken aback. “Magolor!? There’s no way!”

“He’s a liar and a wizard!! Believe me, Elfilin! Stay away from Magolor if you know what’s good for you!”

Elfilin glanced over at Magolor and Kirby. Still talking and laughing it up. Could he really be this lying, backstabbing traitor!? Elfilin couldn't picture Magolor doing such a thing to anyone, let alone Kirby.

“He might look friendly and nice now-but it’s all an act!- Listen! When he first arrived on Planet Popstar…He told us he was a lost traveler in need of help. Kirby, of course helped him. We all did! You know what happened after that!?”

“…What?”

“HE BETRAYED US! He betrayed Kirby!”

“He..betrayed Kirby??” Elfilin was in disbelief.

“Yep! And he’ll betray you too, Elfilin!…Once Magolor has you right where he wants you, that’s when he gets you! He tricked us into helping him steal something that didn’t belong to him and once he had it- he ATTACKED US!!”

“Magolor attacked you!?” Elfilin still couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He knew Magolor was hiding something…but he never imagined he was hiding something quite like this…

“Yeah! And that’s not all!…He put on this thing called the Master Crown which made him transform into a big hideous looking monster! He had piercing red eyes, long, scary horns and big, freaky hands!”

Hearing this left Elfilin in pure shock. Magolor, a monster who betrays his friends? The very same Magolor who has been so kind to him and Kirby…It couldn’t be true…

“Magolor…turned into a monster?”

“That’s right! After he attacked us, he abandoned us on a strange planet far away from home! We were lucky to make it out alive!”

“What happened after Magolor…attacked you?…”

“Well, we managed to catch up to him thanks to a dragon named Landia. But he was determined to get what he wanted and wasn’t going down without a fight. Kirby had no choice but to face him in battle.”

“You mean Kirby and Magolor actually fought each other?”

“Yeah... Magolor was strong and very powerful but Kirby put up a good fight and ultimately had the upper hand. It was a pretty intense battle but Kirby was able to take him down.”

“…Take him down? You mean like…”

“Yep. Kirby defeated him.”

Elfilin was rendered speechless. Magolor seemed friendly, funny..a bit of a liar maybe, but a monster?…He couldn’t wrap his head around it. And to think they once fought each other in a vicious battle…When you looked at the two of them now, it seemed unbelievable.

“What happened to him after that?”

“Well, he just sort of…vanished…and that was the end of it.”

Elfilin kept his gaze on Magolor as Bandana Waddle Dee spoke, still struggling to process everything he was hearing.

“Kirby took it pretty hard at first but…after a while he finally managed to moved on…Magolor was gone for a really long time but then…one day he just showed back up on Planet Popstar acting as if nothing ever happened. We were all a little confused…But Kirby was really happy to see him again. Magolor has been living here in Dream Land ever since. He claims he’s changed but he still causes all kinds of trouble around here and he’s still a big, fat, liar. I’ll never understand him. But…for some reason…he and Kirby are still friends…” Bandana Waddle Dee sighed.

Elfilin could clearly see the two of them had a very special bond. He could tell they really enjoyed each other's company. Elfilin knew Kirby wouldn’t forgive someone who wasn’t deserving of it. If he was willing to forgive Magolor even after all that, it had to mean something, right?

“Bandana Waddle Dee…maybe you’re being a little too hard on Magolor…” Elfilin said softly. “If Kirby is willing to forgive him, then…maybe you could too.”

Bandana Waddle Dee was admittedly, a little shocked at Elfilin’s remark.

“Elfilin…you heard what I said, right? He turned into a MONSTER!”

While Elfilin could obviously see that Magolor was far from perfect, the more he learned about him the more sympathy he felt for him. While Elfilin’s circumstances might have been a little different he found himself relating more and more to his seemingly tragic past.

“Magolor doesn’t seem like a monster to me…In fact, he is one of coolest people I’ve ever met. I know I don’t know him as well as you and Kirby do, but if he says he’s changed then I think he means it! He just wants to be a good friend! Look at all this fruit he got for Kirby! Don’t you see how happy they are! You really ought to give Magolor another chance, Bandana Waddle Dee. Once you get to know him, he’s really a pretty nice guy!”

“NICE!? Elfilin…are you sure we’re talking about the same guy here?-“

“Yo, Little Dude!” Magolor suddenly appeared right in front of him, his attention to Elfilin. He was beaming with delight. He pulled out a bright red apple and handed it to Elfilin.

“I promised to give Kirby the best apple, but here’s the SECOND best apple…just for you! Heehee!”

Magolor bounced with excitement as he awaited Elfilin to take it. Elfilin was still slightly caught off guard by Magolor’s sudden appearances but still found himself completely starstruck when he had his full attention. Bandana Waddle Dee watched with slight frustration as Elfilin was completely frozen in awe of Magolor’s presence, his eyes sparkling as if he were about to cry.

Oh, give me a break!…

“Go on, take it!” Magolor handed over the apple to Elfilin. He took a careful look at it. It was much larger than all the others ones and noticeably redder too. It looked delicious! Elfilin held it tightly and smiled at Magolor.

“You’re giving this to me!?” He said, choking back tears.

“Of course! It’s the least I can do! You were so incredibly helpful back there! I couldn’t have done it without you!” Magolor said with a wink.

“Thank you, Magolor! Wow! It looks delicious! Are you sure I can have this?”

“Yep! It’s all yours, my friend! Enjoy it!” Magolor said with a nod. “In fact, why don’t the two of you come over here and sit with us! We were just discussing all the fun we’re going to have tonight!”

“Sure!” Elfilin spun around joyously and floated over to where Kirby was sitting. As Bandana Waddle Dee prepared to follow, he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.

“Oh, and Bandana Waddle Dee…” Magolor began, his voice low.

He leaned in closer to Bandana Waddle Dee, who was frozen in fear.

“You should know it’s very rude to talk about people behind their back…” he whispered. He took a few steps forward then turned his face slightly towards him.

“Especially when the person you’re talking about hasn’t had a chance to tell their side of the story.”

Magolor smirked at Bandana Waddle Dee for a moment before returning to Kirby and Elfilin, leaving him completely stunned.

Did…Did he hear everything?….

Bandana Waddle Dee nervously approached them. Magolor intensely looked him in the eye as he headed over. He happily pat his hand on the ground next to him.

“Yo! There’s an open seat right next to me, Bandana Waddle Dee!” He giggled.

Bandana Waddle Dee hesitated for a moment. Kirby gave him a puzzled look.

“What’s wrong?” He said.

“Yeah, what’s wrong?” Magolor said slightly giggling.

“N-nothing…sorry…” Bandana Waddle Dee slowly sat down next to Magolor. He gave him a cheeky smile and scooted slightly closer to him.

“You know, We really should talk more, Bandana Waddle Dee.” He said giggling.

Bandana Waddle Dee sighed and turned away from him.

“Alright, then!” Kirby announced with a beaming smile. “Now that Magolor and Elfilin are back, what do you say we-“

KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK!!

The room went silent at the sound of a loud knocking at Kirby’s door.

“Oh, another visitor!? I wonder who it could be!!”

Magolor and Elfilin froze in panic. Elfilin began to tremble anxiously as Kirby approached the door. He looked across to Magolor, who was looking around the room frantically, and then disappeared with his dimensional vanish. Elfilin hunched down and covered his face with his big ears. Bandana Waddle Dee observed them with perplexity.

Kirby opened the door and smiled big.

“Meta Knight! You made it, after all!”

Meta Knight, the mysterious, masked swordsman and longtime friend to Kirby had shown up.

“Good afternoon, Kirby. Can I come in?”

“Of course! Hey, everyone! Meta Knights here for the party!”

“Party?…” Meta Knight looked around the messy room and noticed Bandana Waddle Dee and Elfilin sitting together. Finally Magolor returned from his dimensional vanish appearing next to Kirby. He looked at Meta Knight and groaned.

“Oh, it’s just you. Now the real fun can start. Yippie…” Magolor sulked over to Elfilin and plopped down next to him. Elfilin stared in awe at Meta Knight, his eyes shining brightly.

“Oh, Magolor. You’re here as well.” Meta Knight said.

Magolor gave him an unenthusiastic hand wave.

“Well, I suppose that answers my first question…” He said glaring at him.

“Hey, Meta Knight!” Bandana Waddle Dee said cheerfully.

“Bandana Waddle Dee.” Meta Knight greeted him with a nod.

“It’s great you were able to make it considering Magolor stole your invitat-“

Magolor quickly jabbed Bandana Waddle Dee in the gut, cutting him off before he could finish his sentence.

“Meta Knight! We’re so happy you made it to the party! We’re gonna have lots of fun! Come on, come on!!” Kirby took Meta Knights hand and led him over to where Elfilin was sitting.

“Kirby, I’m not here for any party-“

“Meta Knight, you remember Elfilin, right?”

Elfilin was suddenly face to face with Meta Knight.

“Elfilin. It’s been a while, how have you been?” Meta Knight extended his hand out to Elfilin for a handshake.

“M-Meta Knight!” He stuttered. “Wow! It’s great to see you again!” Elfilin said happily shaking his hand.

“Likewise.” Meta Knight nodded at him then turned his attention to Kirby.

“I apologize for the intrusion but I am not here to hang out. I’m sorry to interrupt the…party, but I just need a quick word then I’ll be on my way.”

“Is everything all right, Meta Knight?” Kirby asked.

“Kirby…I was just in the village and there seemed to be a disturbance at the Farmers Market. Magolor…you were just there. Would you know anything about that?”

Magolor turned away from him, ignoring his question.

Meta Knight then turned to Elfilin. He began to tremble anxiously.

“Elfilin, I believe you were there with Magolor, correct?”

“Y-yes.” Elfilin stammered.

“Did you see anything…strange happen while you were there?”

Elfilin glanced over at Magolor, who was eyeing him intensely. Magolor very subtly shook his head ‘no’ and gave a small ‘thumbs up’ gesture with his hand.

“No, sir. I didn’t see anything strange…it must have happened after we left!”

Bandana Waddle Dee shook his head in anguish.

Oh, Elfilin. Not you, too…

Meta Knight nodded at Elfilin then took a few steps toward Magolor.

“Kirby, the shopkeeper who runs the Fruit Stand was robbed today.”

“What!? Robbed!?” Kirby said with a gasp.

“What happened!? Is anyone hurt!?”

“No one is hurt, thankfully. But it could have gotten ugly had I not been there to clean up the mess after the culprits fled the scene.” He glared angrily at Magolor. 

Elfilin sunk lower and lower with every word.

“Oh, when I find out who’s responsible for this!…they’re gonna be sorry!” Kirby said, viciously punching the air.

“Magolor…” Meta Knight began, his voice stern.

“Two sacks of fruit were stolen today. Curious…How many sacks did you take off with, again? It was quite difficult to see, given how fast the two of you were going.”

Magolor continued to ignore him. Kirby approached him angrily.

“Magolor…Don’t tell me you stole everything!” He said.

Elfilin panicked.

“Magolor, I know we’ve discussed this before but if you wish to continue living here in Dream Land you must behave yourself.”

Kirby frowned and glared disappointingly at Magolor. He looked over at Elfilin.

“And don’t be getting Elfilin here caught up in your antics either.”

“Elfilin, is it true? Did you guys steal everything?” Kirby asked.

Elfilin found himself in the hot seat. He swallowed nervously and attempted to speak.

“Kirby, don’t bother questioning Elfilin.” Meta Knight said. “This was all Magolor’s doing... As for the stolen fruit… I took care of the bill.”

He shot Magolor a disapproving look.

“You can pay back me back later.”

“Didn’t you just say you were leaving?” Magolor remarked.

Wow…Magolor and Meta Knight sure don’t seem to like each other very much…

Elfilin observed the tension between the two of them.

In fact…A lot of the folks around here don’t seem to get along with him…Was Bandana Waddle Dee right about him after all?…

Kirby sighed deeply and shook his head in remorse.

“Magolor…Why would you do this?! And to drag Elfilin into it?…”

“It’s not like anyone got hurt. That shopkeeper is such a crybaby. Listen, the only reason why I took off with everything was because I simply forgot my money! I was gonna go back and pay for it, tomorrow! I’ve done it before. He knows I’m good for it.”

“Magolor, if I’m not mistaken the shopkeeper has made it very clear that you are forbidden from his stand.” Meta Knight continued. “Perhaps I could show you the poster in case you’ve forgotten-”

“Hey! Magolor promised to pay for everything, right!? Um… You’re sorry, right? You didn’t mean to do it, did you, Magolor?” Elfilin chimed in.

“That’s right! Desperate times call for desperate measures. Kirby, you know I am always, ALWAYS, more than happy to clean up whatever messes I make. I was gonna tell you the truth eventually…but sadly, I wasn’t given the chance! Thanks, Meta Knight.”

“Oh, You’re quite welcome…And I’ll be seeing you soon to collect what you owe me.” Meta Knight nodded at Magolor and then to Kirby.

“Again, sorry for the interruption, Kirby. I’ll be on my way now so you can return to your party.” Meta Knight approached the door. He turned around once more.

“It was good to see you again, Elfilin. Enjoy your stay here in Dream Land. Magolor…” his voice took on a more serious tone. “Behave yourself.”

Magolor smirked, floated over to him and gently nudged him closer to the door.

“Well, here’s the door, my friend. You’re certainly a busy dude, right?” Magolor opened the front door and smiled. Bandana Waddle Dee, Elfilin and Kirby ran up to the door and waved goodbye.

“See ya around, Meta Knight!” Bandana Waddle Dee called out.

“Thanks for dropping by Meta Knight! Sorry again for all the trouble Magolor caused…” Kirby shot him a look of disdain once again.

Meta Knight approached the door but then stopped again and turned towards Kirby.

“Oh, Kirby…One last thing before I go…”

Magolor groaned in annoyance.

“Tell me…How are you feeling?…” Meta Knight asked.

“Me?…Oh, well…I feel just fine! Why do you ask?”

Meta Knight eyed Magolor.

“No reason. Well, I’ll be on my way then. Enjoy your party.” Meta Knight waved goodbye one last time and walked out the door.

“Bye, Meta Knight!” Elfilin waved.

“Yes, good-BYE!” Magolor slammed the front door shut.

Kirby stomped over to Magolor in a furious rage. To Elfilin's surprise, Magolor sank low onto the ground hiding his face behind hands.

“Magolor! How could you?! What were you thinking doing something like that!?” Kirby yelled.

Magolor peeked one watery eye out from behind his hands.

“Kirby, please forgive me! I promise I meant no harm by any of it! You know me! I wouldn’t just steal something if it wasn’t for a good reason!”

“There’s never a good reason to steal anything, Magolor!”

“Sure, there is! Truth be told, he deserved it. You should have heard the lies he told about you.”

“Oh, knock it off already!” Bandana Waddle Dee said angrily. “You’ve done nothing but cause problems since you got here! Kirby, just make him leave already!”

“No!” Elfilin yelled rushing to Magolor’s side.

“Kirby! He said he’s sorry! Please don’t make him leave!”

Magolor smiled at Elfilin who returned a friendly nod at him.

“Magolor…you can stay…but please, don’t cause any more trouble! We’re just trying to have fun! Promise me you’ll behave yourself?”

“Of course, Kirby! In fact, I’ll be so good, you’ll forget I’m even here. Heeheehee!” He winked.

Of course Kirby’s giving him another chance…

Bandana Waddle Dee sighed.

Elfilin smiled at Magolor and twirled around joyfully.

“That was a close one, huh?!” Elfilin whispered.

“Too close…Thanks for having my back, Little Dude!” Magolor held up his fist. Elfilin looked at it in confusion.

“Come on, don’t leave me hanging!” Magolor took Elfilin’s hand and demonstrated to him how to do a proper “fist-bump”.

“Got it? Now, let’s try it again.” Magolor once again held up his fist. Elfilin smiled and bumped fists with him.

Bandana Waddle Dee shook his head in disappointment.

Oh, Elfilin…I hope you don’t find out who Magolor really is the hard way…

Kirby frantically rummaged around the room, seeming eager to move on to the next activity.

“Well, Kirby, what’s next!?” Magolor said happily.

“Well, it looks like we’ll have to stick around here for the night! But I have a great idea! Why don’t we go for a swim in the lake right outside!” Kirby gathered a bunch of pool toys and excitedly rushed to the door.

Bandana Waddle Dee was slightly irritated that Magolor’s misdeeds in town were seemingly so easily forgiven, but he was also relieved to finally move on from the situation.

Magolor didn’t seem very thrilled at Kirby’s suggestion. Elfilin noticed his apprehension as everyone rushed out the door.

“What’s wrong, Magolor?” He asked.

“Oh, I’m fine. Just…lost in thought, that’s all.” he stared nervously out of Kirby’s window at the lake.

“Well, are you coming?” Elfilin said as he waited at the door for him.

Magolor took a breath breath and turned to him with a big smile.

“Of course! Let’s go!”

Magolor floated happily towards Elfilin, and together, the two of them set out for the lake with Kirby and Bandana Waddle Dee.

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[balladetto]

the hidden / accepting / @gloryseized ( Shion )

     The thing about staying in a bigger house is that there's more space you need to fill up. Shion's isn't all that big, honestly, but the walls join far enough apart that Link can feel some of the emptiness in the neat, polite decor — seeping through each immaculate placement, each dried flower, each dusty surface that speaks more of some passing wisp than a person.

     It's not that it looks bad. It just doesn't look lived-in.

     Which is funny, coming from him. Travelling gives you an eye for that sort of thing, he guesses.

     Link says nothing of this as he's toured around, of course. He doesn't trace the line of thought further than he already has as Shion helps him map a layout. It's better, having a real roof, Shion's roof, above their heads for today. Tonight. However long it'll be before Shion needs to go, and Link — Grasshopper — needs to go with him. For a while, this is enough for them to follow their usual routine.

     Then, it isn't.

<< I think I've been lonely. I just didn't want to admit it. >>

     They're outside, 'cause being inside itches — at least for Link. They're outside, 'cause the bare spaces have a way of getting to anyone — even them. Maybe especially them. Beneath the starlight, his companion's hands waver. Link feels his own twitch, clenching, from where he's got them on his lap.

     This is a wound he doesn't know how to fix. Bleeding he doesn't know how to staunch, a burn he doesn't know how to soothe. Not for lack of understanding, 'cause he thinks he understands very well.

     He feels it as a mirror imprint on his skin, down to its core. It's constantly putting everything back into their places, packed up in his own inventory or just as he's found it in Shion's arrangements. It's the awkward perfection of having exactly two plates, two cups, two of everything between two people. It's all the space in the world, in a shelter that's only as temporary as they want to make it, and being unable to seriously take up any of it.

     The words stick in his throat, a lump his voice doesn't have the strength to push past. So he swallows it all, teeth sinking into the insides of his cheeks, and slowly lifts his left hand instead. "Me too," he signs.

     Then again.

     And again.

     ( It's Shion and Grasshopper. Link and Link. Heroes, connected through secrets once more. )

[atsu-i]

Because I'm in my 30's too and I feel like an ignorant kid who is lost. I can't seem to grasp the meaning of adulthood and feel accomplished as one, also when I was a kid I saw adults as people who had their shit together and know Lotta stuff meanwhile I am just an grown up with no knowledge about life.

:0

[ofseagraves]

            place :     the lake ,   the woods .             time :       nine days ago ,   nighttime .             for :          @ofdeliverance​ !

     it began as a possibility.   even less so, the possibility of a possibility.   one day,   she’d remembered the beauty of grass,   or touch,   or warm smells,    and after what seemed a long slumber,    she’d awakened again with the ache of uncomfortable    clothes     and thick-toothed combs to brush her hair.     she didn’t know how long it had been,  human time always slipped right through her fingers, she’d never bothered to learn how it ticked   and ticked   in seconds and minutes and hours and days, weeks, months,    years.   the shoreline of Creation Peaks remained the same.    the salmon-like roads to reach were still the same,   though harder now without the mutual-aiding of her sisters to swim up.

     she’d lurked,  found her cave once again and noted that all her little trinkets remained there    -a surprise,   though she figured either the locals had enough urban legends about touching shiny things in the wild to scare even the biggest of non-believers, or the access to the cave was just...  too much haste.   too deep,  too dark,  too far until reaching that one pocket of   air.    for her,  it was no issue.    there was no moonlight in there,   only able to see by the grace of her still-unchanged eyes.   the cave was beautiful,  and hers alone.    amongst her things,   she found a stone that could be confused for a charcoal still intact,   and smiled. upon closer inspection, it glistened as though something within it was shining, no outer light source to reflect off on.     that,  her one necklace,   silver and long, with a heavy moonstone pendant that hung at her solar plexus.    the mermaid ventured off again into the water,    and when she emerged once again,  she did so to reach the shoreline.

       the process to dry was always long,  tedious,   but at least for the first while,   merida enjoyed it.   at some point,     she saw her scales shed,  glistening under the moonlight,  and her body take the form of the human she’d practically forgotten she could be.     forms in the dark became less detailed,   though not lost just yet,   the webs and claws that made her hands now reabsorbing and retracting to reveal the dewy skin of a maiden forgotten.    a sigh,  clear hues looked up at the moon,   then she stood.   and fell.    of course,   legs.   the cliché existed for something.    the mermaid shook her head,  puffing out her cheeks, then tried again,   her bare body barely even noticed to her as her body   remembered   how to do the    walking   once again.   

        once she’d gotten the gist of it, the mermaid turned her back to the lake and walked,   as she’d arrived to the shoreline,   a sight for   -hopefully-   no human lurker to behold and be beautifully haunted by.        just a few steps in,   of course,   lest she wanted to really venture off into town like some maker had brought her into the world   -   kind of.       the sharp stone was layered, porous,  and the water hadn’t done any favours to it,   nor had time.     putting it inbetween her hands,  she pressed until the shards of glass-like stone drew blood as they dug into her skin, then let it all drizzle down onto the sand, a mixture of blood and ancient stone.     the shadows from the pier were just a couple of steps away.             “    ze-el,   “         her voice came out in a sing-song-esque tone.

[wingedarrows]

SLAPS THIS DOWN AND YEETS

[tj-crochets]

Every time you post you make me want to make something!! How do you manage to start and finish so many projects constantly? I’m also disabled and its always so hard to find the spoons to finish my projects 😭

I definitely feel you on the difficulty finding spoons thing, I had multiple days this week where I did absolutely no crafting at all because I was just completely out of spoons. This explanation got long, so it's below a read more

For me, crafting is a...I'm not sure how to word it. A load-bearing hobby? Making a physical, tangible object gets me those good "finished task" brain chemicals while at the same time letting me learn a skill (one of my favorite things to do) and ending up with an object that I will probably eventually give to someone (also one of my favorite things to do, matching objects to the people who will love them). If I go too long without crafting I get antsy and grumpy and I get frustrated easily. Other load bearing hobbies for me are reading and making music; too long without any of them and I feel off-balance, metaphorically. I have a variety of crafts I keep supplies for on-hand for different spoon level days; for me crochet takes less spoons than knitting, which takes less spoons than all but the simplest plushie sewing, which takes less spoons than most quilting. There's some differences; plushie making is less physically taxing for me than quilting but takes a lot more focus, so if I'm having a good physical spoons day but a bad mental spoons day I might opt for quilting instead of plushies? The other thing that's helped me a lot is forgiving myself for unfinished projects. I used to feel guilty when I got hung up on a project and couldn't finish it, and I'd struggle through it and not want to craft and it would take forever and I'd be unhappy the entire time, or I'd set it aside and try to make other things but feel guilty the whole time because I thought I should be making something else. These days, I have gotten a lot better at accepting that I have limits, both physical and mental, and it's okay for me to respect them. Not finishing a crafting project is a morally neutral thing; for me, crafts are for enjoying, and if I enjoyed making the part of the project I made then I got something out of it even if I never finish it. I also think no crafting effort is wasted, you'll learn something from it even if all you learn is that you don't like that particular craft. The other other thing that helps me start and finish so many projects so often is that I am lucky enough to be able to keep the basic supplies for a wide variety of projects on hand at all times, so that I can make almost anything as the whim strikes me (like grumpy bunnies this week). I think of it like keeping a stocked pantry as a baker; you might not know what you'll want to make tomorrow, but you know you'll probably need sugar and flour and salt, and as you learn more about baking you can tailor your stock of supplies to what you like to make (for me in sewing, that means keeping a rainbow of minky and some faux fur on hand, so that I have many colors to choose from because I really enjoy working with color. In knitting, it means keeping a particular yarn in any color on hand because I pretty much only knit beanies these days and I don't care what color they are but do care about the yarn. Your "staple supplies" will vary based on your craft, your preferences, your budget, and your storage space, but I absolutely love being able to impulse craft things)

[aeriedwelling]

TIME TO INFODUMP ABOUT A PIXIE

[goleb]

Have you ever incorporated or made a Roylore version of what was established in the lost pilot, Wakey Wakey? Or are you not too keen on it in general? I know you’ve already given Roy’s hometown a name!

Anon, I am so sorry it took me until now to respond, I've been meaning to do it so much sooner!! I need you to know how much you've contributed to the publication of various Roylore… well, lore, because it's a lot, and it is APPRECIATED. Seriously, it means so much. Thank you. 🥺😊

Ah, the lost pilot… Unfortunately I've only seen bits of it - as much as I could, considering the it being lost and me living in Poland thus not being able to see it live and all else - so I unfortunately can't obnoxiously overanalyse it frame-by-frame for my own Roylorish purposes, but I can still try to get something for you!

Under readmore because long + rambling, as always.

Alright, well, immediately you got me there XD I'm not too keen on it in general - I mean, Roy's not even really in it! You just can't have the Roylore without Roy. But, ah, seriously now XD

Yes! Roy comes from the city of Craywall. Which means, fun fact, unlike Duck Guy and Red Guy, Roy's not even a Londoner. I mean, Duck Guy's from Clerkenwell, and Red Guy's… probably from there, too, I don't know - I never bothered to ask, but they're like, childhood friends, right? Or at the very least they met long before Roy met either of them. You get my point. [Update: I asked. I was wrong. Red Guy's from South London. Doesn't matter.]

Craywall is a relatively modern city that is currently best known for 1. Roy living in it, and 2. it having a mall that appears to be stuck in the 80s-90s. Well, I'm kidding of course, but I'm also not lying XD The people of Craywall are an even mix of puppets and otherwise, but it's nothing particularly out there. There's also significantly more Craywall citizens than one could reasonably get to know, but Roy still somehow manages to have acquaintances and contacts all over the place. That's just how he is. Makes it a whole lotta easier to accomplish when you've invested in half the city, but you know how it is.

Craywall is… regular sized. If you wanted to lock Craywall down, you'd need a significantly bigger gate. I mean, there's, you know, the usual stuff: a couple more than just a few houses, the previously mentioned mall, the park with the playground and the ice cream stand that Roy and Yellow buried Shrignold in that one time, a couple cafes, several couples of shops, a local university, a school that Roy vehemently refused to send Yellow to for several years…

And speaking of Yellow! You know me. You know I care about Yellow immensely. He is my boy. Roy's boy. Well, our boy. And if anyone were to make him sad on his birthday, I would throw hands so fast. With that said, he cannot have a puppy (also, what the fuck!). He did once have a pet loaf of bread though! It was not sentient - or even alive, actually - and died soon after from a bad case of the mould, and it was promptly buried in the garden, but it was an important lesson on responsibility and the mortality of things for the boy. He does eventually get two pet rats, a male one named Ratty / Roddy, and a female one named Eighteen-Hundred's Industrialist George Cadbury (and yes, that is her full name, and yes, you have to say the whole thing every time). He's very good with them!

Funny thing is, Craywall has an established 'mayor' person. And when I say established, I mean that there is a statue of him in the centre of one of the roundabouts. The head of the statue got knocked off some years back and to this day it remains headless, and is officially recognised as such by the locals, so nobody's willing to do anything about it. Well, he tried to get it fixed once but that was deemed a waste of taxpayers' money that wasn't beneficial enough for the rest of the people in power so it never happened. And nobody even remembers what that guy looked like anymore, but that roundabout is best known as the hotspot for a number of fast food vendors, including Roy's favourite salad place.

Okay. I admit. I find the "Duck Guy is weirdly horny for a bowling ball" thing to be absurdly funny, and I've referenced it a few times (such as in that one old mermaid drawing, which, huh, I completely forgot its May already, I should draw something about that!) so you can safely consider it Roylore canon. Also his interest in politics and his interest in the military all match up, considering everything we know about him. Duck Guy is just Like That. I mean no offence, but I think if you play your cards right and flatter him well enough, you can get him to do a lot of things your way.

I've nothing to say about Red Guy in this, cause he just kinda… walked off. Saved the day. Y'know, this is kinda a reverse Jobs scenario, now that I think about it. You know what I mean?

In regards to Fizzy Milk, all you need to know is that I had this whole thing going on with Dont-Hug-Me-Aesthetics (cheers, btw) back in the day that included me making this:

so you know! And Yellow going through his teenage rebellion phase is, frankly, adorable - just not under these circumstances.

Am I forgetting anything? AH. Yes.

I always enjoyed the taste of keys.

[abianeverdecides]

Helloooooo I think you guys can tell but it's taking me a while to finish the reference sheet. Things were going smoothly at first but then high school is back at it again to stress me out for another year I've been going really slowly since I have a lot of studying and I have super high expectations thrown on me. I don't want to upset my family who want me to get full marks in almost everything nor do I want to upset my teachers so this stuff will be on hold/I'll be going a lot slower than before until all this stress subsides (which may be a while). And if I'm caught drawing when I need to study or something, I get a whole lecture, so that's another point 💀

Again, I'm really sorry. I can guarantee though that I'm more than halfway through. I actually finished the most important parts! For those of you who have been sitting here watching me struggle, thank you so much for your patience. It is not going unnoticed 💖

[amplifyingtrace]

“   you  know  i  always  have  your  back .   ” / from ochako!

𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 - Accepting

While heading back to UA after visiting her grandmother, a large crash like boom had caught her attention. Making her turn quickly towards the sound and catching a building suddenly starting to crumble down from the bottom up.

Before the dust and smoke even started to appear from the building collapsing, she was already running towards it. Needing to take a higher path to avoid the civilians who had stopped after hearing the large noise going off, wanting to get there quickly.

Just as she arrived she caught glimpse of Ochako who also looked to have just ran there herself. Neither of them had a lot of their hero gear as they weren't expecting to jump into action, but both of them were still determined to help out best they could.

"Uraraka!"

Leia just managed to call out to the brunette to let her know she was there too, giving her a large smile just before a child's voice yelled out in panic pleading for help.

Without a second thought she quickly headed towards the voice, using her gymnastic abilities to get there much faster. When she arrived to where the voice was calling from, they were physically shaking while trying to free their friend under some rubble, thankfully only the other's leg had been caught.

It was clear the place wasn't very stable, it was creaking under the weight above and below, but she needed to get them out before it gave way. If only she had her capture weapon with her, she'd be able to gently bring the child who wasn't caught to safety first before getting the other. All she had was her collapsible bo-staff she always keeps on her person, it wasn't quite long enough.

"Everything's going to be okay. I just need you to stay where you are, alright?" Leia spoke softly while giving them a reassuring smile hoping to help put the kids at ease.

Before she could take one step closer, what was left of the ceiling above them started to fall and she rushed towards the kids. Extending out her bo-staff to keep the ceiling from crushing them, it strained under the pressure but it was holding for the time being.

Swifty she scooped the one child who wasn't caught under rubble into her arms, they were sobbing at this point and clinging to her. Prompting her to use the unamplified side of her quirk in order to calm them down, not wanting to amplify their quirk as they were currently terrified. Giving them a warm and comforting feeling while she freed the other who was currently unconscious. Working fast as she didn't have a lot of time before her staff inevitably broke, it creaked along with the building as she placed the second child into her arms.

All of a sudden her bo-staff stopped straining and she immediately turned in order to bolt out quickly as possible, fearing it finally lost the battle with the ceiling. However, when turning she saw Ochako at the opening, using her quirk in order to hold up the ceiling.

“   you  know  I  always  have  your  back .   ”

Leia paused a mere moment in awe once again at how amazing Ochako is while a wave of relief washed over her before moving quickly towards her friend. Grabbing her bo-staff as she went and collapsing it once again to place at her side.

"Thank you and I always have your back too" She beamed in return, giving Ochako a high-five when exiting out of the building to safety.

[lolixnotes]

Oh my gosh I found your blog randomly while browsing through the rvb fandom and I want to say thank you for creating this masterpiece! I've been scrolling through it and it keeps giving me such good laughs. I love the way you write them ❤️

Oh my goodness thank you so much 🧡 It's kinda wild to me that people still are just finding this blog, and it's even more wild that there are people who enjoy this silly little idea I had forever ago. Seriously, it means a lot to me :) thank you so much for the ask!!

[polarfarina]

I'm watching soooo much adventure time. I play it all day while doing my tasks. I played it while I baked a cake

[leieryx]

[twisted-legacies]

YA’LL DISECHANTED TRAILER DROPPED.

And you know what that means.

More Quentin lore is coming as soon as that movie drops. Especially since Morgan seems to have a bigger role than in the original movie.