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unagrancantidaddepanes · 3 years

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by popular demand (literally 2 people lmao) i have decided to actually write the snufkin moominvalley theme song essay that i was screaming about here

I AM GOING TO GO THROUGH. EVERY. SINGLE. LINE.

so obviously this is snufkin just as he is leaving the valley yknow ‘fly away like a leaf in the wind’ OH MY GOD WAIT AS I WAS TYPING THIS I JUST REALISED THIS ALSO MIGHT BE REFERING TO THE FACT THAT AUTUMN HAS JUST ENDED BECAUSE THATS WHEN WINTER STARTS AND THATS WHEN ALL THE TREES LOOSE THEIR LEAVES IT JUST GOES DEEPER THE CONSPIRACY NEVER ENDS

anyways so originally i was confused about this because why would snufkin be refering to his mother??? we dont even know if he knows who she is??? BUT THEN I REALISED IT SAYS WHEN ‘YOU FLY AWAY’ NOT ‘I’ WHICH MUST MEAN THIS IS IN THE POV OF SOMEONE WHO ISNT SNUFKIN. yes i think we all know its moomintroll and moominmama is literally refered to as just ‘mama’ in the show thats pretty self explanitory.

im gonna be honest idk what ‘paper rolls from that other place’ means. the only thing i can think of is that maybe the ‘paper’ its refering to is snufkins letters? idk?

‘where the bluebirds sing’ i just looked it up (NOT ME DOING ACTUAL RESEARCH FOR THIS FUGYUTYDF) and most bluebirds migrate south in the winter so the ‘where’ its talking about is the south.

it says ‘my fantasy’ and this is in the pov of moomintroll so clearly its about something he wants. ‘on the coast’ means hes very close to it/getting it and ‘theres a hope for a change’ means that the thing he wants is something he specifically has to change something to get. this could be him wanting to still be with snufkin during the winter but it could also yknow. just be him being the queerest troll to ever exist TFGYYFGYUH

tbh this just reminds me of that one part of starlight (the song that plays at the very beginning of the series when moomintroll flies on a cloud with snorkmaiden)

^^^^ STARLIGHT LYRICS ^^^^ (NOT THE THEME SONG)

WAIT THIS ACTUALLY HAS WAY MORE SIMILARITIES THAN I THOUGH SGGFFGFDFG OK SO

yea im basically just stealing half this point from this video so just go to 2:39 lmao

i think we can assume the fantasy in starlight and fantasy in the opening are the same thing (its both in moomintrolls pov) and both the theme and this specifc verse are refering to how snufkin leaves every winter. so theres a lot of evidence for the fantasy simply being that snufkin stays with moomintroll during the winter or it could be the point the video was making about how the change/fantasy could be being in a romantic relationship with snufkin instead of snork maiden because yea they are pretty gay i dont think anyone is disagreeing there KJKASGGFIGAFG

OK BACK TO THE THEME SONG

ok i take it back this is right after the whole ‘on the coast of my fantasy theres a hope for a change’ and this sounds way more like some gay internal conflict instead of just something ambigiously platonic like wanting to be with snufkin during winter so either theory works i guess TFYGYFGYDYTFGY

STOP snufkin considers moominvalley his home im CRYING

‘im far away’ i think we can assume is about snufkin being pretty far south and because of the change in pronouns (‘my’) so the song has now switched to snufkins pov

i had no idea what ‘stars in the storm meant’ originally but the offical music video literally just shows a shot of moomintroll so damn i guess snufkin just called moomintroll a fucking ‘STAR in the storm’ these bitches gay good for them good for them

obviously the next part is just snufkin and moomin being gay this whole thing is just them yearning for eachother what did you expect and not even this song thats literally every song and also the entire show what did you expect

‘on my way back’ is just snufkin travelling back to moomin valley and ‘your door’ surely is refering to moomintrolls ‘door’ (moominhouse) because yknow. snufkin doesnt have a house. he doesnt have a door. and also this is still snufkins pov and it specifically says ‘your door’ so it cant be something that belongs to him.

wait im SCREAMING ok so ive just realised this line is clearly a parallel to ‘im, im far away from my home’ which means the ‘home’ snufkin was talking about earlier isnt just moominvalley BUT ITS ALSO SPECIFICALLY MOOMINHOUSE AND PROBALY SPECIFICALLY MOOMINTROLL im SCREAMING

to be honest im a bit lost with this second verse DFYUUYDRFUGY

OK SO I WATCHED THIS VERSE IN THE MUSIC VIDEO (0:58)

‘mama’ as we already established is refering to moominmama which means its probably moomintrolls pov again.

in the music video ‘from the house on the hills’ shows the moominhouse. this could just be because the music video shows loads of visuals from the normal opening sequence but it does literally talk about a ‘house’ which is ‘on the hills’ so i think its pretty self explanitory.

‘let it shine’ could be? kind of like?? when you ‘shine a light’ on something?? like revealing or realising something?? idk??? WAIT this might not make ANY SENSE but in the first line it says ‘take the light from the house (moominhouse)’. so if we assume this is the same ‘light’ thats being talked about and its some sort of revelation or realisation to do with moominhouse/the people (OR SOMEONE) living in it then TLDR: gay. the revelation is that he is gay for moomintroll. I rest my case. (this would then mean this verse is in snufkins pov tho and not moomintrolls???? idk this is all just theories yall im going insane ydtfuYTF)

‘foreign night’ is probably refering to the places snufkin has stayed during nights in his winter travels. mans realises hes gay during his south trip sucks to be him.

‘when all hearts are still’ is when the visuals of the music video fade to the first shot in the series (the one of the camera circling around moominhouse before moomintroll flies on a cloud with snorkmaiden). yea idk what this means but its probably something gay and maybe a bit angsty idk fgyUYDFGYGYF

NEVERMIND I FIGURED SOMETHING OUT ok so normally people interpret beating hearts as the person feeling romantic attraction so surely ‘when all hearts are still’ would mean a complete lack of that. interesting how it plays this line when showing the only shot in this whole video that is (the beginning of) a snorkmaiden and moomintroll scene. interesting.

but like i guess beating hearts could also mean feeling anxiety so it could just be refering to being calm idk tfgyuTFGYUFTYDF

i would also like to mention that the scene being shown is the same scene where the song starlight would play. BACK TO THE STARLIGHT LYRICS

^^^^ STARLIGHT LYRICS ^^^^ (NOT THE THEME SONG)

so weve already esablished 2 different interpretations of this verse but lets just assume its refering to moomintroll yearning to be more than besties with snufkin instead of dating snorkmaiden and just essentially being queer as fuck.

wow no way whats this??? the line ‘on the clouds of my fantasy’ plays conviently while the music video shows the scene where starlight plays?? the scene which literally shows moomintroll on a ‘CLOUD’??? which also conviently happens to have a song that talks about a fantasy??? wouldnt it be crazy if all these coincidences were hinting to it all being the same fantasy??? wouldnt that be crazy????

‘we’ll be pushing the storm’ wow no way that also seems familiar??

remember this lyric?? when snufkin refers to moomintroll as a ‘star in the storm’?? what a crazy coincidence???

‘we’ll be pushing the storm’ could more specifically mean ‘pushing for the storm’ so possibly pushing for some kind of conflict? maybe the ending of snorkmaiden and moomintrolls relationship if were going to assume the lyric directly before (‘on the cloud of my fantasy’) is refering to the undeniable not heterosexuality going on between moomintroll and snufkin fytfyfyuUYG

i think we all know this part is refering to snufkin coming back to the valley

and then the final part of the song is just the chorus again bUT THIS HORRIFICALLY LONG TUMBLR ESSAY IS NOT OVER YET

I WOULD ALSO LIKE TO PUT FORWARD A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THEORY ABOUT THIS SECOND VERSE VGYFTYGHYFG

so alternativley this verse could be a metephor for the moominhouse acting as some sort of lighthouse for snufkin when he returns

there is a lot of talk of ‘light’ coming from moominhouse in the first 3 lines. ‘let it shine in a foreign night’ weve already established that ‘foreign night’ is refering to the places snufkin stays during nights in winter and if we assume the ‘shine’ is coming from moominhouse or moominhouse itself then this turns it into a kind of metaphor for moominhouse being a lighthouse to snufkin (something that leads him back to the valley) IF THAT MAKES LITERALLY ANY SENSE

anyways yea then snufkin is led back to the valley nice good for him

ALSO this is EXCATLY WHAT HAPPENS IN SNUFKINS DREAM SEQUENCE (which has an absolutely stunning title btw)

at 1:13 he sees a light coming from moominhouse (’the light from the house on the hills’ ‘let it shine in a foreign night’)

then relaxes which means his heart rate would slow down (’hearts are still’)

‘on the clouds of my fantasy’ this is a dream about him returning to moomintroll this is quite literally the definition of a fantasy

‘well be pushing the storm’ (1:32) this is when hes reminded of his fears of being forgotten

‘so ill be where i need to be’ (1:45) this is when he returns to moominhouse

then the chorus begins again

its talking about how hes ‘far away from (his) home’ again so the begining of this chorus could signal when when he wakes up from the dream and is still in the south

then the final line is him deciding to go back to moominvalley (tO sEe mOoMinTroLl aS a mAtTeR oF fAcT i rEaLlY wAnT tO sEe hIm)

guys PLEASE i spent 2-3 HOURS WRITING THIS IM GOING INSANE

ANYWAY SHOUTOUT TO @syrene04 AND @frognun69 FOR BEING THE 2 PEOPLE WHO TOLD ME TO DO THIS SDTYETSRDYRD

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cdroloisms · 4 years

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gonna be honest you are literally the only reason i like ever look at twitter other than to look at cc's tweets, so it's really cool to see you here!!! i hope you enjoy your stay lmao- if you don't mind me asking, do you have an opinion on the dream and foolish brother dynamic? i think it's really fun, especially because those two probably have the least/some of the least tainted dynamics out of everyone on the smp :DDD

aww, thank you anon!! i think i’ll be staying for a bit, at least - tumblr has been lots of fun so far (tho im still working out a writing schedule, haha). foolish and dream brothers my beloved ,, the canonicity at this point is debatable but i love the concept both in canon and aus. (pls just give dream a support system ,, pls)

anyway, take this quick foolish + dream oneshot :D !!

tw: panic attacks, trauma, emotional distress

“You- uh, want some help?”

If it were any other time, it would probably be a little comical; all 23 feet of the totem god hunched in a ball as he awkwardly squats in front of the wooden skeleton of his (adopted) little brother’s beginning of a house, trying to squeeze himself down so he can look inside the half-finished door frame. Inside, Dream freezes, shakes, curls into himself more from where he’s pressed himself into the corner, and Foolish’s heart clenches; unfortunately, he’s caught him in the middle of a panic attack, so he doubts that Dream is really up to laughing right now.

He lowers himself down further, kicking his feet back as best as he can to end up on his stomach. He doesn’t exactly know what set off Dream - it could be anything, honestly; Foolish has seen a lot in his millenia of existence, but the horrors of the prison and the scars it left on Dream feel like foreign territory, even to him. Even so, panic attacks are still panic attacks, so he hums low and quiet as he waits for the fear to abate.

“I was thinking about a new project, honestly,” Foolish smiles, keeps his voice soft, normal. “Maybe something jungle themed, this time? I could do something cool with vines, add some of those birds that you like so much. Papa Puffy would like them too, I think; it’d fit in with her whole pirate thing at any rate.” Dream’s shoulders shudder as he breathes in, out, face lifting from where it was pressed into the inside of his arms. “I don’t know what would pair well with the wood, though; maybe I’ll just be lazy and use oak. Bamboo would be nice too - what do you think about a bamboo garden? With waterfalls, maybe, and flowers? We could maybe catch a panda or two too; that could be nice.”

“Sap likes pandas,” Dream looks up, face red and splotchy, but seemingly no longer struggling to breathe. His voice is hoarse, and Foolish digs into his inventory for a bottle of water to hand over.

“Yeah - I think that could be fun. We could invite him over, when you’re ready.” Dream looks away, eyes going distant again, and Foolish stifles the urge to sigh as he shuffles himself forward, water in hand - well, held as carefully as he can between finger and thumb. “I’m thinking we could keep the ceiling open - or maybe throw in a leaf one? That or glass to let the sun in, maybe.”

“Sounds n’ce,” Dream mumbles, and Foolish blinks at him once, twice. Dream huffs, slightly, but a small smile appears on his face. “Your idea, I mean.” His voice grows louder, more confident with every word - still hoarse, but less out-of-it, and Foolish grins brightly.

“Yeah. It does, doesn’t it?”

They fall into silence, relaxed, comfortable. With every minute, Dream uncurls more, muscles untensing, until it almost looks like nothing’s happened at all, like Dream’s a gangly-limbed teenager again and they’re just sitting down for a chat. It’s not a perfect replica - Dream’s eyes are still duller than they had been, skin paler, a new collection of scars peeking out from his clothing - but it’s close. It’s enough.

“I- um,” Dream hesitates, looks up like he’s asking permission to speak, and Foolish waits; Dream clenches and unclenches his hands, steels himself, shoulders lowering in determination and a well of pride grows in Foolish’s chest. “I was- making a house; it’s uh, small, sorry. Big is still- too much, right now. But a creeper snuck up- and. Um. I guess I panicked.”

Now that Foolish looks, there does seem to be a small crater near the back side of the spruce frame, and he hums in understanding.

“Don’t worry about it. You feeling better now?”

Dream’s eyes widen in shock. A moment passes, then another, as Dream looks up at Foolish and then down at his own hands and then up again.

“Yeah,” he says, quiet, breathless, almost to himself, before looking up, something hopeful and brilliant shining in his eyes, so familiar that it physically hurts, even as Foolish’s smile grows wider. For a second, it’s Dream, seventeen, lip stuck out stubbornly as he taunts the universe for daring to limit him with something as simple as impossibility - Foolish watching, proud, then. Watching, proud, now. “Yeah, I am.”

#yay something fluffy for once lmao #tw panic attack #tw trauma #tw emotional distress #when the garden is finished #dream ends up spending a lot of time in it #bc the running water and chirping birds #and other ambiance #remind him that he's not in the prison anymore #also pandas <3 #plsss just let him recover #im begging u canon #my writing :D #my asks !!

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zooone · 2 years

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ZONE MY BELOVED WHAT DO I DO IF I HAVE A CRUSH ON MY NOY BEST FRIEND??

CRACKS KNUCKLELS IVE GOT THIS

OKAY so,. i was in the same boat as you, my friebd. and now ive a girlfriend and so i hope this helps u lol (@l34f-0 i hope you dont mind me revealing our origin story lol)

but, basically, im the type to flirt with anyone im cloee to. i dunno, its really how i show affection and its always platonic and i dont mean a single thing of it whenever i do. i dont even need to feel romantic feelings to flirt with someone, if i consider thema friend then i will just unleash it with a huge /j.

although, when id "jokingly" flirt with leaf in the past i found myself never, i guess, feeling like it was platonic. if im gonna be honest i had a crush on her the moment i met her and whenever she'd "jokingly" flirt back id just go blue screen.,

however, we were close enough that we were both comfortable with the idea of mutual flirting, and so like it was very easy for us to click i guess?? im rambling again but,. from what i can remember it was always sort of an inside joke that we would kiss but it would "all be /j!!!! all be /p!!!!!! not romantic at all!!!! ^_^" type beat.,,

eventually i had stoppped because the more i flirted the more she wouldnt respond, and i thought i was making her uncomfy (i think it was onyl cause she was too flustered to talk LMAO) and i went out to like other people blah blah blah,,., though i remember i got a text from her saying somethint along the lines of like "hey i know you like another person but ive liked you for a while now and i guess i just wanted to tell you before something happens," stuff like that

i was happy that my feelings were mutual but at the time my.mental health was like lol no and i thought i couldnt withstand it

but! when i was ready and i told her, she was more than welcoming and here we are!!

so basically, i guess this is just a long winded way of saying as long as you two are close and feel a nice connection, what worked for me was just simply easing into it. dont force anything if you feel like its too much, and definitely dont rush things!! stuff like this takes time, and the more patienve the better outcome! of course, if he doesnt feel the same it shouldnt affect shit at all! if you two are really good friends, then it would just be a simple interaction, so dont stress out on that kinda stuff.!! yayay

#i rambled a lot #but the lesson is at the bottom #this prolly doesnt help bcs my situation is veeery specific #but whatever haha #yeah :))#asks #mutuals!#jovie! <3

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sweet-xoxo-thatcares · 3 years

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Pan? Polysexual sounds better now

Back to guys, gay girls, nonbinaries, pan, bi, gender-fluid, and queer people.

I might have to take a recap on matches who are trans for right now,

I still have a lot to learn about what my true identity is for right now.

Because I really can't stick to just one label...

Aye, that's just me. And dating apps are starting to feel like a job, there's too many people matching with me and trying to remember names is getting a lot to handle when you're on 3 different apps and about 20 conversations going at the same time. And still 99 people waiting on you to swipe right on them, on each one. And plus I'm not as picky about looks as I was before, so I'm mostly reading just bios, analyzing photos to see what could be their interests in, and making sure I'm not being too passive on red flags when people talk to you.

I will admit, I still swipe right on them if they're trans and I'm attracted to them. I just know me, I'd rather date someone who was fully transitioned or somebody who is still on the nonbinary, before part. Only because I know me.

I had to watch someone I had already grown into getting to know and getting attached to, and then when I finally got comfortable with them for over a yr, they changed that drastically during those 3months we were separate and I had no idea about it.....I'm not sure if I could watch it happen before my eyes. Cause then I would have to miss the way they were before, because of my attraction to their naturally mixed feminine/masculine looking features and actions. So, ideally I wouldn't have changed anything about them.

I don't wanna grow attached to a voice or a face or a body that will no longer be there tomorrow. I know that person before is still in there, but it's different when you're romantically attracted to them, been intimate with them vs when you're just a friend. My experience shocked and scared my paranoia and fear of change. I remember crying when my dad started growing white and grey hairs in his beard. Cause I never want my dad to change, cause I've grown up with him being this strong man that always was there for me, held me, made me feel safe, calmed me down when I had my moments, and tucked me in when I wanted to feel comfortable. He showed me that he always loved me, always cared about me, and that he was never gonna leave me. As if he's never gonna die during my time on this earth. Seeing his greyishly, white hairs, I thought death and that my daddy will soon no longer be the fun, happy, strong dad that I've always been with as his princess. And that's kind of what vibe this particular person was to me, even though they weren't as smart, strong, or always there for me....cause most of the time my nights alone cause they couldn't or didn't know I needed them to be there fo r me like that to feel loved or just to feel wanted. Cause I couldn't speak up.

But now, that they has turned into a he. I feel like its brutally denying me to chance to not only say goodbye to them as they, but I would have to get reacquainted to HE, with a totally different name, maybe different personality, maybe different sexuality, and I won't know if I like the new evolved version of this person. The fear of the unknown is high for me. Especially when there's a 40% rate of fems that decided to change their sexual orientation after taking testosterone. I 'm possessive about my partners and I would hate to know that after seeing this person physically change and go through so much emotional/mental changes that one day they decide "Hey, I think I like men now, I wanna give this a shot. Could we make this work?"

I would tell Him, to go right ahead and go on a date with that coworker or guy on Tinder/Grinder. But I'm not gonna be here when you come home. Because to me that's some bullshit. And I've known this person well enough to know, that they don't mind using other people to meet their sexual needs that I can't possibly give them due to my actual gender and my body as such. I wouldn't want to share my partner, nor watch them get fucked by another man...because I'm not a man, im a woman...theres a huuuuuugggeeee difference.

And if it ever came to that point 3 yrs later and He became someone I didn't know anymore, because of the hormones changing how they feel as a man, dysphoria gone....I get it, you've hated yourself for years and now you're happy in the dream body you always asked for. But, I would be scared to lose you, to whoever else you decide to open up to in your selections. Cause you're that type to leave to please you and not make it work. I don't want somebody who changes their mind all the time about who they wanna be, who else do they wanna smash, and who else they can flirt with. That's cheater mentality.

And I'm sorry trans community that I'm basing my recent experience with someone as the example for the rest of you. Because I know there are some ftm's who've already changed and stayed with their partners. I just don't know if I could trust this process, knowing the effects, the research on whether or not they become completely detached to women or become bisexual... I can't.

And I'm thankful for the ftm's that have been posting youtube videos and tiktoks for viewers like me who are curious about the possible cons, and physical or emotional changes they've overcome. I was shocked the first time I ever watched a bandaged ftm, who finally unrevealed their scars from top surgery. I've always been preparing myself for this. Because I knew one day, that this cute, fluffy, soft skinned, white latino looking, but really just mixed mocha, nonbinary person was gonna be...changed over a year or so. I thought I could prepare for it, so that when it does happen it doesn't hurt as much to watch to them in pain if the bleeding from the scars are irritating them or if one day they're super cranky and obnoxious for what seems to be no reason. Or if one day they end up feeling they dont need anybody like Zanthos, with the 4 avenger rings lol.

But I'm too damn fucking sensitive. I was born this way. I've always prepared myself with the worst and the best information, that way when it does happen, the tidal wave of emotions from the reaction, doesn't end up torching my soul or blowing me out the water. Cause I am gay. I adore women, men, and when I met this person I loved them as an in-betweener as nonbinary. They are so brutally harsh, twisted, manipulative, jealous, and possesive. But I've always liked that they had these emotions inside of them that they hold back because they don't wanna seem so soft, always hiding this feminine quality about them because ideally, they're pretty looking, gorgeous eyes that can turn black cold like obsidian, and those fucking cheeks and cat nose. I've only seen the slight hips, but I didn't mind it. And they've always hid their body away even when we would try to have sex. I knew the dysphoria was there, cause again I prepared myself to be patient and kind.

So, I'm glad they're turning a new leaf to make themselves feel more confident about being recognized in society as a full, grown ass man. I'm pretty sure HE, is gonna get cocky af, cause that's just the way he was when they were they.

I know it's selfish of me to say, but I'm afraid of what will happen down the line years later. But that's just me being afraid. If He ends up not liking me anymore, I know it won't be the end of the world and I walked away at the right time when I did. Because this person is currently separated from me, and I'm still insecure about that part too. Not knowing how they are during this transition for what may become years or not...I hope HE is doing okay and not piercing everyone with their new, world domination, ego.

I just don't wanna imagine them get fucked by a guy....sorry that's just me. And will their buttery ass kisses, still be as sweet anymore?

Will I be ok with HE having chest hair?

Will I love the sound of their new voice or will I just hate it, while still missing the old, brodie, sexy, slightly feminine voice?

Especially when they used to go all soft and cuddly on me over the phone, it was soooo cuteeee. I miss our phone and text conversations.

Will they grow into another relationship with somebody else because they started to become unattached and unattracted to my body, my tits, my hips, my vagina even....just because they completely changed their identity?

And I still a woman? I've only thought about wearing a binder a couple of times, and yes, I do watch ftm and trans porn because I did like the fantasy of being intimate with someone who had a bigger clit size or just having a big clit of my own that felt like a dick.

I'm willing to admit that. Because let's be honest, boys get away with so much more shit as a male, compared to us females.

I wish I could grow a dick overnight and nobody not know I'm still a chick! Lol, but I still don't like the all over hair body growth and I still want my vagina back. Like a rental suit with an actual dick and no tits. Those are the onllyyyyyyyyy things I've thought about, but would never admit out loud. Only because I still like my body and my gender identity as is. I feel like the blue girl from X-Men could get away with it, cause she can be anybody she wants to and go back to being herself at the end of the day. And still camouflage behind walls. Lucky chick. Especially if she could teleport, oh he'll yeah.

It's gonna take me awhile to get over this, so please be patient with me. As I'm trying not to cry as I watch my ftm porn get fucked by a guy. Cause I used to be heavy into it, now I feel wrong for watching it and then I'm reminded "40% chance, you're watching it" 😞🤮😫

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keeperofthe-mxxn · 4 years

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Prompt: Hold

Hold. Sometimes the big legends out there have moments of uncertainty. I knew he wasn’t immune to them but that he would trust me with his back makes my heart swell. I swear to all Twelve I’ll not let him regret this decision. I can see his faith is as shaky as a leaf, it must be burning him to look this weak. I think that’s a little absurd, this was earth shattering stuff we all just survived you’ve earned a moment of weakness. Of uncertainty. Though I just said my heart was swelling it’s also breaking watching him try to act like he’s not falling apart at the seams. It’s gut wrenching hearing him up at all hours of the night screaming bloody murder in his sleep. I took the responsibility of watching him so the others could focus on their tasks. Alisaie helps as well, she’s a headstrong one that girl. Wouldn’t let me say no to her help, not that I was gonna say that anyways. They’d say im coddling him if they saw half the stuff I do but I’d fight them on it. Maybe coddling is what he needs right now. I certainly don’t hear him complaining. I know he likes to look tough especially for the twins so they can talk about their problems if they need to but, it’s not good to bottle those feelings up. How can you expect them to be honest about their feelings if you can’t be honest about yours?

They tried to ask me if I wanted a break, it’d been a month since we returned to the Source, maybe give him his space. Wrong sir. The last thing Mhol’ito wants is to be alone. “I’m perfectly fine thank you.” Shut them down quickly, I know this coddling will pay off in the long run. Alisaie seems to understand this need as well, she hardly makes any comment on it and will jump to his defense if Alphinaud questions the amount of time either of us spend with him. We have to start small so it’s usually just me and Alisaie talking while Mhol’ito tries to get some sleep, in my arms naturally. That’s been doing the trick lately, he’s getting some good hours in as well. Today I was reading a book on Allag I had acquired when who should bust through that door? No one else but Alphinaud, had enough of speculating what we’re doing in here. It’s a good thing he’s a heavy sleeper cause that would’ve thrown a wrench in his whole attitude. “have you come at the behest of the others to once again try to convince me to abandon this course of action?” I didn’t even look up at him while flipping a page.

“I came at my own behest thank you.” He walked up to us and looked at the man in my arms. Then what did you come for? To sate curiosity? He nods to himself then leaves. I looked over at Alisaie but she just shrugged. The afternoon passed quietly and uneventful.

I almost want to rub it in their faces that they were wrong. This coddling in the quiet hours of the day has paid off. He’s finally going out in public again, he asked me to accompany him to visit some old faces. We went to Gridania and spent some hours with another bard, just sitting around. He played some music that mixed with the sounds of nature. I can see the bard appeal. It’s the closet I’ve seen to an actual smile Mhol’ito’s been for a long while. He asked about a man named Sanson so they talked about him for awhile. I know who will wanna see him next if it’s not already on the agenda. That should perk him right up. I’ve never seen him anything other then smitten talking about him. As the sun was setting I told I had an idea of somewhere we could go and took his arm. He seemed confused and when we got to Ishgard he started to catch on and fell apart. But not in a negative way, more like the way you get around your crush. I hauled him up over my shoulder like a sack of popotoes then made for House de Borel. He protested on the way there but I didn’t listen; it’s light protesting. It’s time to be honest with yourself friend, you’d be over the moon if he said he loved you back. And if he doesn’t I’ll be here to pick you up off the ground. I knocked on the door and when it was answered I entered into the foyer asking the manservant to fetch Ser Aymeric. “Tell him the warrior of light wishes for a word in private.” I’ve never seen the man sprint so quickly into the room. I set Mhol’ito down and I couldn’t tell if his face was bright red from being over my shoulder or blush. I stepped outta the room to give them space. I can hear him stammering, voice occasionally cracking while he’s tryna talk. I just want him to be upfront with the man he loves. Put more positivity in his life. He sorely needs it right now.

I checked back in on them after stepping out for an errand. I didn’t come completely into the house, just asked the manservant who answered the door how my friend was doing. That errand took longer than I had anticipated, and it was late in the night. Not that I don’t doubt Ser Aymeric could handle a meltdown, but it’ll make me feel worse. The man stepped aside so I could see for myself, so I went into the room I left him in. well I see this was a productive evening for us both. “Would you like me to wake him?”

“No you can leave him thank you. I’ll be back later.” Wouldn’t wanna break up the new couple’s cuddle. I showed myself out and returned to Mor Dhona.

Oh how love can make one feel invincible. I keep telling him you can’t rush recovery but he wants to get back out into the world again. I insist he take me with him. “make good on your promise of adventure.” We take this one day at a time.

#seaswolchallenge #graha tia #aymeric de borel #aymeric x wol

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A Second Chance Chapter 219

I received an amazing number of reviews on this chapter and I wanted to share them/address some of them here to show my immense appreciation for those who take the time to drop me a line or two for what I write.

Some of you have decided after this chapter you can no longer follow my story and while it saddens me, I expected it. I write first for myself and I know where I want this story to go and while I hope you all keep reading it -- I know that not everyone will continue it.

Devereaux13: I can’t. You really just did that to us? Started this story with a oh! Sirius is gonna live! But NOO u had to frick us all over. Oh my god. I love you for this story but hate you for this story. I cried more this time than the cannon one. Goddamn

Lightningscar: Huh, well, judging from the reviews, this chapter is getting you a lot of heat... personally, I though it was great in many ways, both in action, description of thoughts/feelings and great descriptions of what was going on. My biggest beef, though, gotta be this: *Ginny grabbed Luna's hand and the two of them climbed onto the wolverine's back* Ehm, it is likely it was explained in previous chapters, and if memory serves, Animagi are generally slightly larger than their natural counterparts, but... a wolverine is generally about the same size as a medium dog, shoulder height being around 30-45 cm (12-18 inches), 65–107 cm (26–42 in) long (not counting the tail). Basically, Ginny and Luna are crawling on top of a Spaniel or a Golden Retriever (on the small size) Yes, wolverines are ridiculously strong compared to their size, capable of carrying prey many times its own size... carrying dragging it. One big difference between carrying something in its powerful jaws, compared to carrying something heavy on its back. A few other minor beefs Ehm, why did Voldemort pull a Jafar on the cat (Lady G, was it?) and not outright kill it? So they got giants wandering down mid London without anyone being the wiser? I'm sure you have thought of the logistics about it :) Well, all in all, great chapter. Things have advanced rapidly compared to canon, for better (less Horcruxes) and worse (Ministry bye-bye)... though, in the latter case, it can be interpreted somewhat ambigious. Fallen as in the place (which was a given, seemed to be completely overrun suddenly... makes one wonder where all of the defence forces went, guess we will find out sooner) or if it has fallen as an orginazation like they did in canon. Curious to see what happens next. Yours sincerely, Lightningscar

Menna Taha: Ok let me just say.. Sirius was going into battle with the intent to save his son, knowing that his Fiancée who he was very much in love with was pregnant with TWINS. I mean you’d think he would be more careful than in the books where he was reckless, lonely, rusty and under house arrest in a place he hated. Also the ministry fell! Just like that! After all the preparation and the relations with the french, Bulgarian and Russian ministries AND the fae and the army they made AND the warning they recieved! What were they fucking sleeping! I love you please don’t hate me.

They were not sleeping, but they weren’t prepared like they should have been. It’s a problem that will be addressed.

HGRHfan35: Well...shit... This was a really bad idea: to read this in bed. How the blazes do you expect me to sleep, now?!

Daddy: WTF! Why end it here. WHY!

Wade Bradford: Noooooooooooooooo!

AZfangirl: i cant believe you killed sirius. this one really hurts

Ofglitterandgiggles: I’m broken

axelvaz: Started this about a week ago and I’m finally all caught up! But oh my gosh! What a cliffhanger! Sirius!

Emeralds and Rubies: I thought we might get off easy when Pettigrew fell through the veil, butI’m heartbroken for Harry and Zee, but you definitely did this whole plot point justice.

maximusrexmundi: Eeeeeehhhhh so I was with you until the very end. I just can't imagine a Voldy who is objectively in a weaker position (than in the books) being able to muster a force that could attack and defeat a FULLY prepared ministry who both knew he was coming AND had international allies

Runningtwiceasfast: I have to say I am incredibly impressed with this chapter. I am obviously sad as I was in canon when Sirius died but due to the more uplifting tone of your work overall that you would shy away from a turn like this. Sirius' death is so important in canon a it really is a turning point in the story. Obviously when Cedric died it was sad but Sirius' death made everything all the more real. Your Harry has gotten so much more of a life and childhood than canon Harry but he too is now faced with the reality of life without Sirius. I can't wait to see what happens next.

Joanne: Wow! I’m so sad. I’ve been listening to Led Zeppelin in honour of Siri. I had hoped that this part of canon would be ignored but alas. War is war. Amazing storytelling: you made us feel this loss and that takes talent. I both dread and look forward the next chapter. Will Harry take Ginny with him? Will the breakup occur? Did Remus and Tonks make it out? Will there be a funeral? So many questions! Enjoy your birthday and rest while we all grieve.

Ahugefun: I need you to undo sirius death. Im not joking He shouldnt Not with zee pregnant and harry so attached to him Its not fair to us the readers who enjoyed your story so much andddd already mourned sirius a little bit when he was kissed before you changed that.. Im hoping that you wont kill remus and tonks in the end of the war. U are your own story and if somthing happen in jkr world doesnt mean it should here!

Everything that happens in JKR’s world is what inspired me to write my story so of course it affects it. Some will be the same, some will not -- includes character death. Not everyone will die who did in canon, but some will, and some who survived in canon, will die here.

jakegarrett94: nooooooo not sirius

Leaf Ranger: ...I'm sorry...but this...this is exactly why I called fucking bullshit in the last chapter. Because of all this. This. My problem isn't the pacing of your story. My problem is all this death and carnage and bullshit happened...not because of something realistic...but because the Grey lady, for no reason, was a cryptic dumbass. That is my problem. While it'd be hard to swallow, I'd have accepted most of what happened in this chapter if there was an ACTUAL reason, in the story, as to why they weren't able to be told where the diadem was. but there wasn't. The only reason was solely because YOU wanted it that way. And it's your story, fine, but at the very least, there should be a damn good reason WHY, in the story itself, things happen the way they do. It should never...EVER be just because you, the author, want it to happen that way. because then it breaks the immersion of the reader, if something happens solely for the sake of you, the author, having it happen that way. *sighs* To be honest? I'm sorry, but this, this just is too much. You killed off Sirius and had the Ministry fall DESPITE the preparations they had already made, despite the warnings they had. That just...no. I'm sorry, but no. I'm done. Thanks for what was a pretty entertaining story up to this point, but after this? Just nope. It's not worth it. It really isn't.

Sorry to hear that, but again, it is obvious to us the readers where the diadem is, but not to them. The Grey Lady can be cryptic if she wants as she’s dead and has nothing to lose, it’s up to our heroes to find the answer. Sorry you feel it’s not worth it, thanks for reading as long as you did.

Redplayer1998: Please tell me it's a trick sirius can't be dead not after 200 chapters of building his character please no

Dutchie: Oh man Sirius died, bummer! Still a great story.

Whiton: Hey I’m a bit late but I wanted to say happy belated birthday. I love this story it’s fun it’s sad it’s thought provoking and is just a wonderful thing to read. Hope this finds you well and hope you keep writing.

AkashiyaHyrule: What the... this can't be it. What's the point of creating all that military platoons, and gathering allies-if the Ministry are just going to fall so fast? This feels waaay to early for this story plot to occur. But that's just my opinion. Hopefully you got a plan that works, and it's believable. It's also in my opinion that if Sirius Black's "death" is true (hope it's not), Zacharias should not be with anyone else or find someone else to replace him. I suspect you might do something of that nature. You haven't shy away from all the random romances that occurs, even in minor characters. Don't think I haven't notice your tendencies to ship characters! Anyways, it would be annoying, weird, not the same, awkward, and off-putting. I hope that will never happen. But then again, this your AU, so you have the final say on what you want to implement. I invested a lot of my time in this piece of fanfic, so I don't wish for it be ruined by very disagreeable choices (it's all subjective, of course). I mean no disrespect, as I know writing is a tough pastime, and you deserve to be commended for the amount of time you put into your AU. So, good luck. You deserve your break, and hopefully things will be explained Chapter 220! P.S: He's really dead, isn't he? I guess I would have to expect the death of Remus, Tonks, Fred Weasley, Colin Creevey, Lavender Brown (at least in the movies), Dumbledore, Snape, Moody, Dobby, etc, etc. P.S. Why the hell am I just naming character deaths?

Guest: There . Are . No . Words. Saz J

Guest: I, like so many other readers here, have absolutely loved the changes you have made to the story of Harry & Sirius - it has been a wonderful story that we have looked forward to reading every week. However, as much as I love your story, I am upset and disappointed that you had this last chapter play out the way it did. You have, for 218 chapters, written about great changes and strengths for Harry, all the others, and especially Sirius. To have this last chapter happen almost like the original version (book & movie) is a bit of a let-down to your earlier chapters. I will still look forward to reading your story, but maybe without the enthusiasm I have had this past year.

KittenWithAnAx: damn it! I'm crying! Why do I always hope that Sirius survive? even when I watch the movie I hope he don't die! I hate and I love you! yes A break is need! let us mourn in peace! my baby died! and I know that in two weeks I will be back! because I'm too curious and I love how you write! I will still mourning Sirius but I will be back... anyway I will go cry in the shower! have a nice two week break! (and Happy Birthday!)

Blitz90: Hello Breannie ! First of all, I wanna say that your story is awesome ! I really like many of the change that you bring to the HP world! Congrats on that ! Now, about chapter 219, nice chapter all around but I felt that the training they got change nothing but maybe because of the stress to fitgh Death Eater explain it to... maybe you can show me the light on this ? Second, the death of Sirius... I must say that I am disapointed about that. I know that you said in the beginning that it will be ultimately a Hinny story but for me, Sirius was the heart and soul of you fiction. Lets hope that he is just in shock or king of a coma !

Qarz: You put a lot of effort into this, writing so many words is nothing to sneeze at and it shows dedication. However, you don't seem to understand that actions have reactions. If you make changes in Canon then the whole story has to change to make any modicum of sense. You didn't do that and the more than 1.5m words are a waste since it led to the same place and somehow things are even worse than in said Canon. I truly pity those who read this huge story just to be disappointed.

nesciamema: Kinda disappointed by Harry's shoddy fighting since they've all been training for a while, the only one who seemed to be thinking strategically was Ginny before she was taken out. Hoping Zee doesn't miscarry and fights for the babies rights as heir to the Blacks. No way in hell should any Malfoy hold the title with what just happened.

goldenone: thank you for posting this on my birthday it was a great gift but also HOW COULD YOU IMA CRY

aj613: ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod I was hoping Sirius would be spared holy shit oh my god whyyy? Amazingly written as always, BUT WHY?! THEY WERE GONNA GET MARRIED AND HAVE BABIES AND HARRY CALLED HIM DAD I—

Rufus777: I understand why you had to kill Sirius. But it still makes me sad. Well written as always. I've been a fan since chapter one. I had forgotten about the Dursley stuff. Good on you to remind everyone of those memories. Keep up the awesome -rufus

kyle.grimm90: I am so sad that Sirius died again... I was really hoping he would survive this time. I love you story is so addictive but I wish that would have gone different. I was so excited he didn’t go through the veil I was jumping for joy and then wammm he died. I won’t stop reading but it killed me when he died.

Haillie: WHAT! OH COME ON!

yunkol76: HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Thanks for the present! Now time to enjoy another GREAT chapter

coloredwords: First things first. A very happy birthday to you. I hope you have (had) a wonderful day. Second I wish you no riot reviews for your birthday. As much as I want to know what happens next, I respect you too much to shout and riot. But what a chapter! Damn. When Peter fell through the curtain I thought for a second Sirius would be safe. But alas. My last hope lies within some time turner or time room miracle. And all of a sudden we skipped right to the beginning of DH. I'm so curious to see what happens next. Have fun writing and enjoy your two weeks off. I will be here, waiting patiently.

Fruitcake49: I would rather this entire chapter be a nightmare. Why do Sirius and Harry always get the short dirty end of the stick? Such terrible childhoods and Sirius has to die leaving Harry alone. I gotta tell you if anyone other than a character in a story were put under this much pain and unhappiness they would crack and cease to function. As much as I like this story, Harry needs Sirius. I'm tired of people killing him off.

Steelcode: NO NO NO NO NO! HE WAS GOING TO GET MARRIED...HE HAS KIDS! WHAT ABOUT HARRY'S KIDS! WHAT ABOUT SIRIUS' FUTURE! PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS ANOTHER JOKE PLEASE!

X.pix.X: Happy birthday, and great chapter

Undead Gothic Princess: you are mean and a god all at once! I was on the edge of my seat the whole time reading this, then took a sigh of relief when pettigrew died cuz I thought "hey, Sirius will be fine now, he survived!" then wham! I dont think he's really dead dead though. they'll either be a way so that it was polyjuice or maybe they use a time turner. something better happen so that he just appears through the front door/hospital wing and is like "whys everyone so down when my hansome face is here?!" please let it be true, otherwise I dont think I can go on in this cruel world xxx

HarryPotterLover2422: Such an amazing chapter! I have enjoyed reading this story for quite some time now and look forward to each new chapter. I am so sad with what happened to Sirius, but I am looking forward to what’s to come! I loved the Lucius called Theo his son that was amazing! I think one of my favorite things about this story, other than how amazing it is, is how you humanize especially the Malfoy family in terms of Draco and Theo. Amazing as always! Happy belated birthday! Can’t wait for more! ️

Leo: Happy Birthday! I was so excited to see that you have written this chapter, until I read it, I can't believe you've hit us with the double whammy. This chapter both made me cry and amazed at your incredible writing skills. I hope you carry on and finish this story. However, most importantly, please, please please, please, puppy eyes please can you post the chapter. I know you said you won't but imagine puppy eyes, you know you can't say no to that. Keep us the brilliant work.

I am imagining puppy eyes, but no, I’m sorry.

GoldenPotterFan: Chapter 219 and the first time I am commenting. Started reading this story between Christmas and New Year 2018 and read all chapters up to then by the time I went back to work. Since then I have waited for updates every week. Somehow, I don't believe that Sirius is dead. Just a feeling I have. I also think Lucius might be working against Voldemort while still not quite working for the Order. I would not be surprised if he saves Sirius somehow. I cannot wait for another update. PS Happy Birthday, I hope you had a great day :)

devonleney27: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! Thank you for the gift of this chapter, sorry I didnt get you anything!

DoodleBug78: OMFG cannot believe that! Really?!

witchyromy: mmmm i would have thought that with the time living in the magical world, and all the extra training harry has done, with sirius and remus and mischa and the rest of the group as well in the extra defense lessons that this would have gone better, they almost only used stupify and some 1st year spells. The whole thing is 80% the same as the original... i have to say i am a bit disappointed.

Sorry to hear that, but I kept what I needed to keep in there for a reason and I hope you will stick around to see that, but if not, well thanks for reading.

Guest: Welp, I’m crying. I’ve been following this story for a while, and honestly didn’t expect to be so upset about Sirius’ death, again. You’ve done wonderful work at recreating this moment. There are so many tiny complexities in this rendition and I can’t wait to see what comes next. Hoping zee’s fall didn’t hurt those babies. Thank you for your work. ️

snowball0709: Happy birthday! Hope you have a great day:) Now to the story.. HOW COULD YOU KILL SIRIUS? This story is all about his second chance! And the wedding, the twins... come on, siriusly! I really hope you have something up your sleeve and that he miraculously lives somehow. Can't wait to read the next chapter!

Lolikiano: I'm so excited you posted early! I can live with the cliffhanger as an exchange! Your stories have inspired me to write my own fanfiction and I can't thank you enough for that! I'm looking forward to your next update in two weeks! P.S. I love the "Surprise" pregnancy (which i TOTALLY called when Zee got ill!) I can't wait to read Harry's reaction!

Maggie1874: I'm so sad and disappointed that Sirius died. I was really hoping he'd live in your story.

Krazyasibe: Happy birthday! But why would you do that! I love Sirius!

alix33: No need for anyone to shoot Nott senior in his undersized wanker, Ginny will just have bat bogeys coming out of it rather painfully (and satisfactorily for us readers) in a jiffy. Dumbles had sweet fanny adams to do with the six being able to turn into animaguses. I like Lady Godiva's way of dealing with Death Eaters far better than I do any of the light side's humans' only effective for a couple of seconds stupefying. That vile bitch Bellatrix killed Sirius! I wonder which charm was used on the statue which made it keep Harry away from Dumbles and Tom Riddle junior.

wheezing-reader: Happy Birthday! Your story is probably one of my all-time favorite fics! Saying that WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK! No. This is not okay. I'm not okay with this.

Josh: Can't believe you killed Sirius! Hope something miraculous is going to happen. This is supposed to be about "A Second Chance" for him, so he needs to be alive!

Menna Taha: Happy birthday! But still how fucking dare you

jmdaz44: I know Sirius canon-ly dies in the fifth book but I was hoping you’d spare us somehow, especially after the proposal and pregnancy. Instead you were just fattening us up to be slaughtered. You’re cruel. I love the story and your writing but it hurts. It hurts. I truly hate your Bella. I should have waited to read this until this evening because now I feel like my whole day is ruined and it is just starting. I hope you’ve got something feel-good planned because I’m pretty down on this right now. I guess that parallels where we are in the story; things are getting real and nothing is for certain anymore. Hope is a dangerous thing.

alyson3il: First of all, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope you have a wonderful day, and short hiatus to get everything straight! Second of all, WHHHHYYYYYY?! WHY? Why? Y? y? WHHYYYY! I thought Sirius would be SAFE, you lured us into security with Peter, but then it just HAD to happen. I got my hopes up that it wouldn't be him, he had Zee, he had the twins on the way, HE WAS GONNA GET MARRIED! I get that things happen, BUT THIS THING DIDNT NEED TO HAPPEN, or maybe it did. You're the author, you have a plan in place, and you know what you're doing. I'll just be hurt for the next two weeks.

Miss Elyon: 1) Happy birthday dear ! All good for you! 2) Thad Nott - It was too late! (I loved that Lucy killed this son of a troll) And Wormtail ... I'm sure you will be very well received in hell! 3) Bella ... fucking crazy bitch ... something will come to you and it won't be pretty! 4) More importantly - You made me cry so fucking hard with Sirius. I went into depression until you post again. I truly love your story (although it makes me cry like a baby!). The pain at his death was more brutal than the book. I know you have something planned (I hope) and I will be reading (with a sniffling nose) the next chapter! To cure this chapter I'll read the whole story again and cry all over again ... I think I like to suffer ... kkkk See you in the next chapter ;)

chefke: o.m.f.g. omfg. I'm freaking out

xcherry91x: OMG NOOOOOO! I was hoping that Sirius wouldn’t die. I cried when I read that. The babies! They gots no daddy

SuperBossy: Not happy at all.

rolly21: I can’t believe you killed Sirius. I was really hoping that you wouldn’t.

LilyBlack18: I was so not expecting that. I was sure Sirius wouldn't die . My god, reading his death again was pure torture. At least Harry still have Zee, Remus, etc. I'm so sad, though... I really thought you wouldn't keep that part of the story, and you gave me false hope when Peter died x)

greg.is.wilson: You are evil.

Mutt N. Feathers: Yes my dear, I do trust authors. Needless pain is never inflicted by them. I made readers think I killed Sirius too, but instead had other plans. You love him too much. I live in hope. Mutt

supersandman86: Oh man! Not Sirius! He just got his life to perfection. Loving son, a fiance and a child on the way. Nice to see Wormtail redeem himself by shoving zee out of the way and Thaddeus got what he deserved. Now we just need to give Crouch and Bellend Lestrange pain that even they can't endure. This was always the dark point in the whole franchise in my opinion, where Harry felt the most hopeless. Let's see how it goes.

Sirius black411: You are so cruel...so so soooo cruel. They were going to get married...have twins and raise them.. How could you?! I can't imagine what Zee must be going through but she is still there for Harry. She will be a great mother.

Wodril: This Sirius didn't really seem like the guy to be done in while taunting. Not being hit by the killing spell, and the whole "he'll writhe in pain as he dies" spiel makes it a bit more uncertain. I never really appreciated him coming back to life after the dementors, and kinda hope, for the sake of the story, he'll stay dead this time. He will probably show up as an inferi anyway?

Jewels46: Omg... I’m crying! You’ve reduced me to tears. I know it was a very real possibility, but I hoped it wouldn’t actually come to fruition even though I understand the significance. I do really like how you wrote his death though, a much more fitting end. The bit you added with Peter had led me into a false sense of security that the lovable mutt would be safe. I just can’t even right now. Wonderful chapter. I’m going to cry some more and eagerly await the next one

Dianne: Yes I need atleast 2 weeks to emotionally reconstruct myself after this bombshell of a chapter. Deep breaths in and out. Curious about how you've brought a 7th year canon event now itself. I'm not sure I even took in everything coz I was crying so hard and couldn't read clearly, was reading this at clg and I surprised everyone by suddenly crying out loud and sobbing :'( and everyone was baffled when I said one of my most favourite characters just died painfully and I was crying for that, but they don't understand the power of reading or the power of HP thankyou for an early update and kudos you're an amazing writer!

purplevictory: That wasn't nice. I mean, happy birthday and everything, but did your present to yourself really have to be the torture of your fans? I know Sirius will be fine, I just don't know how you're planning to get there. Thank you for the early chapter. But, when your birthday celebrations are over you really ought to write "I will stop being mean to my readers" 50 times. You don't have to use a blood quill.

Write lines as punishment? I don’t have time for that, I need to write the next chapters.

xXMizz Alec VolturiXx: Noooooo I can’t believe that after all this you still killed Sirius! When his life was finally all good with babies on the way!

eternal king of fire: wow this chapter was a tear jerkier poor sirus and zee

speedsONEandONLY: No. Nope. No. I refuse to see this as a real chapter. None of this happened. I mean what was the point of letting them be happy, of getting rid of the Horcrux early. Only to fucking destroy them. To make him want to sacrafice, kill himself anyway. This chapter didn't happen. This is a "what couldve been" I doesn't make any fucking sense. Nor does it for the narrative. So, No. I refuse to think, Believe, You could be so heartless to characters/people you love. That you made us love. I don't see anyway how the story Could really go on, if this chapter actually happened. It reads more like the last Twilight movie from when Aro rips off Carlisles head. Sorry, but no.

Sorry, I guess I’m heartless. Comparing me to Twilight though, that’s heartless.

Ari Black-18: I know that this is a war, but please let Sirius escape death again, don't do this please, please make this better, tell me that Remus and Tonks somehow save him, tell me that even tho he is in bad condition he's still alive, don't leave his twins and Harry without a father, don't live Zee without her love, don't rip away Remus's brother from him, give him a second chance from the original story, let him be there with Harry at the end, the world it's already too shitty for it even to suck in a fanfic. Call me naive or delusional, but I actually believe that this is not over, I trust you enough to know that you wouldn't do this, your story it's to damn good to lose such a character just like that, so I know you are going to fix it, you're going to pull a surprise under your sleeve and make us love it so much. I believe in you, I mean you wouldn't just kill Sirius like that, not this Sirius, your Sirius. I trust you, I know you wouldn't do this. Please enjoy your break, chill, eat a lot of snacks, maybe even party a little, and then, please, bring our uncle Siri back.

Seriuslypadfoot: Hey Breanie, very well written as per usual. I hope Sirius isn’t actually dead, as this story is one of the few Sirius and Harry fics that I have thoroughly enjoyed and don’t want his character to end this way. Powerful moment with Malfoy in this chapter, but I wish he showed more backbone and fully went against the death eaters like his family wants. Again, hope Sirius doesn’t end here, the death will really hurt the story in my opinion. But this is your story so write it how you will. Thanks for your hard work!

Thank you! Malfoy doesn’t have much of a backbone, but I do have a plan for him. I’m sorry you feel that Sirius’ death hurt the story, I think it’s important for what’s next.

DetroitNate: A review? I hated this chapter. Oh the writing is great as usual, but what happened in it? I hated, loathed, detested it. I hope justice comes and comes quicker than Hinny did in this story cause it is getting too difficult to read of how these vicious bastards seem to get away with anything they want. JKR did two things I can't stand in canon kill off Sirius and Fred and now I'm wondering if this story will follow her on that pattern... I hope not, I really do.

Thank you and I promise, justice will come quicker than Hinny -- as in it won't take another 197 chapters, maybe 196, just kidding!

Paola1991: So is this death for real or is he coming back? I mean you tricked us once. I guess i kind of assumed you’d never kill him off because it was kind of a sirius fix it story? Where he gets a better life? This took me by surprise. Its primarily why i hate book 5. I thought someone else was gonna die instead. Hes the one character i would never kill i guess. Especially with zee having his kids! Not sure how i feel.

Guest: can i honestly beg something? can you please bring back sirius alive? please? i know u wont do it.. u have a plan with ur story... but as a big big fan of ur story im really really begging will u please?

Queen Raja: Wow. And I thought the book’s death was heartbreaking! Seriously, bravo. I don’t cry easily, and this chapter made me UGLY cry! Waiting until two weeks will be very hard, but I’m glad you’re able to take some much deserved time for yourself and Dusk. Happy Birthday, Breanie!

Maisie: how and why could you do this to mee im cryinggg please say its looking better in the next chapter

midnitewanderer: Dumbass went and reread it. Not gonna lie, it was a brilliant chapter but I am still this close to hunting your ass down and forcing to rewrite Sirius back in. Where’s my angry emoji when I need it. I can’t help but feel that you wrote Zee the way you have specifically for this chapter. Not only does she come into their lives and becomes the best pseudo mom ever written in any HP fanfic, she basically adopts Harry into her entire family. Sure there’s stories out there with the Weasley’s treating him as one of their own but not like this. ZEE’S ENTIRE FAMILY ADOPTS HARRY. Your sneaky ass has been prepping us from the beginning of her intro! He calls them all Grandad/Grandpa, Grandmama/Grandma, etc. so that eventually he sees that he’s never truly alone. Then enter the Weasleys, McGonagall, Rem&Tonks, Andi&Ted, Dumbles, Nev, Lu, Mione, he’s surrounded by so much love. I just know the next chapter is going to be hard for me seeing as I’m a crybaby but damn it to hell, I can’t wait. 2 whole weeks. What am I gonna do?

Thank you. I guess I was kind of sneaky like that, wasn’t I?

Zacnelson0628: Breanie... I kinda had a feeling that was going to happen. Still really sad though. I hope you kill of bellatrix in a spectacular manner.

I will do my best -- I do know exactly how it will happen and who will do it.

notthatchhavi: Oh, wow! I don't know what to say! This was a extremely well-written chapter When Lucius said that Theo was his son...it was such a moment I went ooooooohhh Well other then that..I cried I literally cried when Sirius died and yes I am still in denial I hope atleast Remus and Tonks will be okay.. Harry needs some support from one father When Sirius died.. it broke my heart.. Harry calling Sirius Dad.. and Sirius saying that Harry was the best thing ever happened to him I feel that he was not saying that just to Harry.. it was to James too because the Potters were the best thing which happened to Sirius I feel really bad for Zee...being pregnant with your fiancée's children and then him dying is not an easy thing to go through But the most importantly...this chapter made me cry I have read many fanfictions.. but i have never cried.. they might have been super good.. but has never made me cry I think the ability for a writer to make the reader both and laugh and cry is extremely important and difficult...I think by this story you have proven yourself as a damn good writer

Having Harry call him dad was vital and every time I tried to change it, I came back to it.

josht1987: Just know, that I am very mad at you you right now. We'll see what happens after the next one. An extremely well written chapter, but... You know what you did.

Daerwin45: not Sirus oh please he is so important it was going so good im sorry i am just a fan and it has been such a great story i did not mean to question your reason. i just was enjoying harrys and Sirus' relationship.

PotterBlondie: Oh my god, I wasn’t expecting Sirius to die! Or for anything to go this badly in one chapter! I hope he gets to escape death again? Pretty please? I hope you had a wonderful Birthday!

midnitewanderer: Nope. I’m done. I’m done. I AM FUCKING DONE! I will have no more toilet tissue by the end of the night. My chicken is currently burning on the stovetop. My emotions are freaking fried right now. Not only was he... UGH! I can’t. I literally can’t right now. I know this is fiction and whatnot, but my heart is hurting. How in the hell did I get so emotionally invested in this damned story?! Now, I’m going to remove my burning chicken and cry in a corner.

scrappy8: OMG what a chapter Poor Sirius is gone

Covley Hatake: Please let Sirius some how had lived. I like cheered when Pettigrew went in the veil instead and then that. You like ripped my heart out with Sirius. Like come on. Still good story but wanted Sirius to be there for the happy ending. I picture Harry though being the best big brother to those babies and protecting the hell out of Zee and the babies. Betting she tells Harry soon as well. Also question if he is dead what does that mean for them claim the Black title? With out him to claim them they would be seen as illegitimate and as the deal with Malfoy was made he could take it? curious on that one.

akshutalankar: well this is a really bad chapter to be posted on birthday... plz give us next soon... make Sirius alive pretty please

shooter124: O my god, I am crying. Please don’t take Sirius from us, Zee needs him and so does Harry! However that death scene was crazy good. I’m hoping that you have this elaborate plan as to why Sirius had to fake his death or something. Please please please say he is still alive, Sirius and Zee have not finished their story yet and Remus needs his best friend. This is my favourite story I have read on FF, you are a fantastic writer and I get excited every time you post!

Wolf's scream: Nice set of Bat-Bogeys, Miss Weasley! Yeah, a ticked-off wolverine is NOT something I'd prefer to cross. Greengrass is there? That's ... something I was not expecting. Yeah, Theo's advice to smash the Prophecy seems pretty sound to me. (With the possible caveat that certain DEs might lose whatever semblance of control that they have...) Seriously, Hermione? That's not a "baby." And in any case, Petrification is not intrinsically harmful: it merely decreases the probability that the Petrified one will pose a danger to himself or others. Sheesh. Somebody needs to get her priorities sorted. :-) I'm a little surprised that the DEs that trapped the teenagers in the Brain Room were using less-than-lethal spells. Granted, I'm rather glad that they did, but I don't understand whys. Well..! Lucy IS good for something, I guess... It's rather a pity that Harry hadn't smashed the Prophecy and grabbed another as a decoy. :-} Oh! What would happen if Harry were to chuck the Prophecy through the arch...? Ah - excellent move, Lady G! :-) Remus was dueling Dolohov? But Harry had Petrified Dolohov just a bit ago... maybe another DE released him, or the spell wore off? So - the Rat did something useful before departing... BTW, a fairly effective dueling technique might be to blast the floor/ground out from under one's opponent. Or merely make it incapable of supporting the opponent's weight. Especially if one is in a structure and not on the bottom floor. Well, at least there's no ambiguity at all regarding Sirius's fate. :-/ Well, laughing at Bella is a pretty good way to ensure that she's even more off-balance, yeah. It's good that Dumbledore addresses Tom by his given name (vs. the nom de guerre that he made up)

Guest: You cant do this Sirius can't be dead! Please let him live! P.S. happy Birthday Seriously though bring Sirius back.

dhnysports88: for the love of god tell me they planned to fake his death, DON'T DO THIS TO US

minerdude: Wow this is a great story, even if you killed Sirius, although with the next chapter I hope we discover thinking he was dead was part of the fog of war. If Sirius is dead it was truly well written to get our guard down by sending Peter though the veil

Old-fashionedAnglophile: What. The. ACTUAL. HELL?! Are you trying to destroy us? And you're making us wait for it? Damn your excellent and captivating writing. I'll be waiting for the next chapter with bated breath.

Thank you (I think).

littlehughesy: WHY? Why must you keep killing off characters that I love!? It's like Game of Thrones all over again! I get that it is canon for Sirius to die at the Ministry, but for fuck's sake can't Harry just have a little less suffering for once? For the love of God, if you kill Remus and Tonks in this story, I am done. Just done. I cannot handle my emotions right now. Okay, venting over. As much as I don't like it, your story is still fantastic. And hey, cheers for the early update and happy birthday!

Atea1793: You... are... absolutely... evil... YOU KILLED SIRIUS, KILLED DEADALUS DIGGLE, LEFT ZAHIRA A PREGNANT WIDOW BEFORE SHE EVEN GOT MARRIED, MAY HAVE LEFT HARRY AN ORPHAN AGAIN, AND HAD THE MINISTRY FALL A WHOLE YEAR EARLIER THAN IN CANON?! I'M STARTING TO THINK YOU'RE AS SICK IN THE HEAD AS VOLDEMORT IS! Excuse me while I spend these next two weeks gathering a mob to go after your twisted ass. The Death Eaters will seem like playground bullies when we come for you...

Guest: Omg. Omg. You actually killed Sirius. I cried. I honestly would have rather see Remus die, but maybe that’s what makes this story stronger and more intense. I definitely need 2 weeks to process this. Poor Zee and poor Harry.

lcwintersoldier: Goddamit how could you kill Sirius :'(

LifeonEarth: Oh come on you hand to bring Marauder into this. This hurts.

I’m sorry, but I thought Marauder deserved to be in Harry’s thoughts.

White Squirrel: Why does everyone feel the need to kill off Sirius even when there's good reason for events to play out differently? Honestly, this whole section felt like it wasn't up to your usual standards. You copied so much from the book, even when they had different people there and a different plan. It would have made more sense and wouldn't have been that hard to choreograph a different battle sequence.

I felt that it was important to keep it similar which I will explain later on, but of course you’re entitled to your opinion.

love reading20613: Oh god no please no

alistark94: What an ending! I gotta say I'm suprised you still killed off Sirius. Great story by the way!

Anixara: Wow, I find this story just in time for the latest chapter to be THAT. God damn it. Now I have to figure out if waiting for the next chapter is even worth it with how much that fucked with my emotions.

Breaniefan: This was so unrepresentative of your characters to just shove them back into JK's exact plot. This Harry would never have been so impulsive, Ginny and Theo would have escaped, the well trained Order would have been quicker on the mark and more effective. This was just lazy writing, taking so much of the original story and just shoehorning it in - I'm so disappointed! Also why the fuck would you kill Sirius? The whole point of fanfic is to FIX those stupid character deaths from the original, not go and do it again. I've followed this story from the start and loved it, but if Sirius is still dead next chapter... You've lost a reader.

I’m sorry that I’ve lost a reader over this, but as I said, I knew he would die from the first chapter. Harry would be that impulsive because Ginny was kidnapped and there's no way he wouldn't try to save her. She and Theo may have been able to escape but not unscathed. I don’t believe that fan fiction is made to “fix” stupid character deaths because the original story is amazing and I’m getting the chance to play with the characters we all love so much and Sirius had a second chance on life and he lived it.

Adelite: AAAAH. aaAAAH. I came here for a BETTER WORLD and you killed SIRIUS BLACK of ALL PEOPLE and just when HE LEARNED HE IS HAVING TWINS?!?? I swear to god AaaaaahahahAH the original didn’t hurt this bad I read 219 chapters in 2 weeks just to be welcomed with this I am absolutely gonna riot and also what happened to Tonks? P.S if you kill Rem, Tonks and Fred in the battle of Hogwarts I will personally pee your pants

Pegg7: I can not believe it!!It has been chapter that i'm saying something bad was about to happen, but not this bad!!!!!The only think i can do now is wait and speculate: you had wormtail die through the veil and not Padfoot, so, maybe, there is a chance, i have hope! By the way, the chapter itselff is good, nothing less to say... I'm going to have a lot of speculation as how the thing are going to be next, so i'll dread this 2 next weeks Love you (a little less) as always

lovelyellie: that really hurt my feelings damn

phoenixmaiden13 (Lady Phoenix): I so hate this chapter, yet it was so good. Still can't believe you killed off Sirius, I thought he was safe for a minute but I guess not. At least they will have a body to bury. I'm going to go cry now.

They will have a body to bury and I hope that chapter makes you all feel the emotion as much as I did writing it.

MrToddWilkins: But he is still alive! The blood-Harry’s right!

Bosma18: Happy birthday but why did you have to kill Sirius he was one of my most favorite characters he and zee where supposed to marry and live happily ever after I wanted Sirius to die of old age while being surrounded by his grand children

Jmcglynn522: You killed him.... you killed him... he just found out that Zee was preggers, with twins(FYI: Taking antibiotic potions and birth control potions = Twins. Mine just turned 20.).And there’s no do over this time....no time turner.... just... you killed Sirius Black.I love your story, I’m bawling hysterically right now, but I don’t like you very much at the moment.... you killed him....why??? (Happy parts: Ginny preforming the “bat bogey hex” on Thaddeus’s dick for Theo! Lucius killing Thaddeus for hurting Theo, “his son!”. Ron touching “Uranus”. Lady G not dying. Zee not dying. And Pettigrew’s death was to kind.) And Happy Birthday!!!(Even though I may be traumatized for life.)

Pettigrew’s death may have been too kind but I think it was an important turning point for him in that he saved Zee for Sirius.

LordSmidgeon: I'm hoping so much all this was pushed in his head by Voldemort after the brain room to mess with his psyche. I'm hoping he comes to and they are just getting him away from the veil. Or it was all what he saw in the veil. Like honestly, if you have to have someone die please dont kill Sirius (at least not yet).

Siriuslover: Im in denial. He’s not dead. How could you kill Sirius!! He was the main reason I’ve loved reading this!! Ugh please take it back I’m so sad

kellykat1889: Your evil.

RiverFord: I think I’m going to need two weeks just to recover from this. I’ve absolutely loved this story so far but you literally just killed off my favorite character and I can’t even...

archiveScrapper: Happy birthday! I'm a long time reader and first time reviewer, but I finally felt like I had something to say (plus wishing you a happy birthday is important). I'm actually weirdly... proud? of you for keeping Sirius's death at this point in the story. In the books it's kind of the point at which Harry has to officially grow up, and realize that even though he's a kid, he's the center of a really vicious war where his actions have very real consequences. And he has no one left to fully protect him either. Even in a fic where Sirius matters a whole lot more, and Harry is gonna be a thousand times more hurt by his death, that moment of change, and of Harry accepting his inevitable place in this fight is really important? So I just wanted to say that as much as I'm really sad about Sirius being gone, because I really did enjoy him getting to be happy for once, i think it's an important moment for the story and I'm really happy that it's one that you kept even in a version of this story that's a lot happier than the original story ever was. I've been wondering how you were gonna handle this moment for a long time now, and although I'm definitely gonna go cry about Sirius's death now, I'm really happy with what you decided to do.

xXQueenOfDragonsXx: NONONONONONONOSIRIUS! I WANT TO HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW BUT I CANT ‘T

TheOneWithWritersBlock: Please tell me this is a dream. Please tell me that Sirius didn't actually die. Please tell me that the ministry hasn't actually fallen. Please tell me it's all one big giant nightmare.

leflemmeenrose: Happy birthday!A break is definitely needed. I'm gonna spend it crying until you upload the next chapter haha. Take your time.

Zerius: Yay! Pettigrew's dead!I am struggling so hard not to say I hate you. I don't actually, but why did you feel the need to kill off Sirius?! He was Harry's family, he had Zee, he was in love, he had such an amazing life and now... Now he's never going to see Harry and Ginny get married, he won't see his children grow up... And Dedalus Diggle? What was the meaning of his death? Why did he have to die? And so cruelly... I love the new battle though. I've got a love/hate relationship with this chapter. Great job, can't wait to see what happens next. Please heal Sirius! Maybe he's not actually dead? Maybe there's a cure? Please say there's a cure! Again, amazing job! Update soon! I love it!

LaureWithAnE: I don’t really like you at the moment. But, happy birthday! How is it, after 17 years, the death of Sirius Black still makes me cry?

PurpleLotus (Person of Earth): Why did you have to kill Sirius? I just can't even process everything that happened. You made me cry and my heart is broken for Harry and Zee and the twins. I don't know what is going to happen and it's killing me. The ministry fallen already...I have no words for the desolation I feel. You have emotionally annihilated me, so congratulations. I understand the need for a break, I will be waiting impatiently for the next update. Happy Birthday and Happy Writing!

#a second chance #breanie #a second chance spoilers #harry potter fanfiction #fanfiction review

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the-kipsabian · 4 years

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1,4,6,7,29,30 for the ac asks x

1. Are you of the “Tom Nook is a crook” or “Tom Nook is an honest businessman” opinion? definitely the honest business man. this tiny tanooki man doesnt do this to trap you, he offers you a chance to start a new life and helps you to the best of his ability, giving you an OPTION to pay for your house (its not even a loan youre not taking money from him hes building you stuff and you pay for it AFTERWARDS without any interest ever and just ooooooof) and everything. sure you have to put in a lot of work but thats just. life. you know. hes a business man and i respect the fuck out of tom nook

4. Who were your first villagers? renee and biff! out of which i dont have biff anymore, he moved out, renee i love to death and shes probably not gonna leave me anytime soon lol

6. What villager personalities do you typically get along best with? now i need to check the personalities of my villagers LOL welp this concludes that it seems to be the lazy, normal and sisterly villagers <3

7. Who is your current best friend in the game? im assuming this means out of the villagers, which i. have no idea LOL since the game doesnt keep a visible tab about that. i’d say def my originals so renee and nana for sure, potentially also kyle? maybe vivian

29. If you’ve played Animal Crossing before, are there any animals you’re nostalgic for? If this is your first game, has any animal in particular left some effect on you? i was looking at this question earlier and thinking about this, and honestly i. dont remember any of my old villagers from the previous games LOL. i’d need to open up my new leaf to check, but i guess that just kinda answers that that no not really. theres like. few old names that i remember (like apollo, for example) but as for being nostalgic for anyone, no not really, apart from the npcs

30. Share a story from your gameplay. would you care to learn about the time i learned to love claude lol. cause i was always very indifferent about him since he moved in, but then he turned into a soft sweet child when first he had a conversation with pashmina about wanting her to teach him how to be scary like her, in which she made him cry twice by being too scary. and then later the same day claude had another conversation with dobie where he said he wanted to be a cool adult like him and just showered the old grumpy wolf in compliments and it was the absolute sweetest thing <33

animal crossing asks ~

#bless u babe <33 #coughedfeathers #thank you for asking!

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The Way Home

“So, since we weren’t on the boat, I gotta ask… How did you dispatch the adults?” Lucian asked the scientist as he followed him.

“Hm? Thought it’d be obvious. Euthanasia, than cryogenics to preserve the coprses.” The scientist smiled. “It was honestly rather easy once we had them under wraps. They’ll do anything for their young. Quite different from normal sharks.”

“Is that so? Did they… say anything? I just find it frustrating that you didn’t try to talk to them first, to study their intelligence.”

“That’s what the juvenile is for. The adults were already past their prime anyways.”

Just keep talking. The court is gonna eat this up. You all are going to jail for murder.

“Honestly, isn’t it exciting? We’re introducing a new species to the world!”

The scientist opened up the door to the supply room, sliding a rather hefty cart with a collapsible sling on it.

“Oof, here!”

“Thanks… Mind if I ask you one more thing?”

“Hm?”

Lucian rushed him, slamming the man into the wall, grabbing him by his neck.

“How much does this hurt?”

“AUGH!”

These sickos… They were a couple. They were in love. They were trying to raise a family.

“I’m going to ruin your life.” He whispered before hitting a pressure point as the man slid to the floor unconscious. Lucian looked through the man’s pockets, finding an ID, a keycard… and the man’s wallet.

“.... This’ll do.” He took out the cash in the wallet, pocketing it. “Consider it your payment for me NOT killing you.”

He grabbed a few other supplies before hurrying off with the cart, locking the supply room behind him, leaving the man where he was. No one would be going there, at least, not right now. He knew Eiji wanted in and out as fast as he could.

Soon as he was in the room with the tank, he composed himself, waving his “colleagues” over.

“Got ‘im. Our guide had to… go away.” He smiled thinly, a cold look in his eyes.

No one wanted to know what he meant by that.

“What do you got for us?” Eiji asked.

He held up the key card, a wicked grin coming across his face.

“...Oh, you absolute genius.” Eiji rubbed his hands together. “Let’s roll.”

“Right, just follow me. I saw an elevator in the hall.”

“Perfect.”

They hurried off, heading right on to the next level of the building.

Now, they were on the level that lead to the tops of the different tanks. Most were empty, nothing but concrete awaiting below.

“Just act normal. Perfectly normal.”

“We’re alone.” Lucian looked up and down the hall, scoffing a bit. “Besides, I wanna have a few words with the rest of ‘em.”

“Lucian, we can’t go to jail for killing murderers. I’m already pulling in enough favors so we don’t get slapped with vigilante justice.” Skyler hissed, smacking his shoulder.

“I know, I know.”

Chase looked around, noting the cameras in the area were on the ground. He occasionally got a glimpse of a shadow along the wall.

“I think we’re getting a warm welcome.”

“Good.”

Before long, they were at the old Great White enclosure. The filters caused the water to ripple and shift on the surface.

EIji turned to his team, giving them a serious look, taking off his glasses.

“You guys ready?”

“Ready. Hikaru’s not gonna come to the surface willingly. He knows their tricks.” Skyler frowned, looking down into the depths. “One of us is gonna have to go in… Unless…”

“He’s also still a shark.” Eiji knelt in front of the water, rolling up his sleeve, reaching his hand in, splashing at the surface of the water, creating ripples that disrupted the filter, creating a sound.

They didn’t have all day to wait for him. If he didn’t come up on his own after this, Eiji would go in himself… but he wanted to give the kid a chance to make his own decision.

“Come on Hikaru…” He whispered.

Chase kept his BB gun aimed at the hallway, not taking his eyes off of it.

Skyler pulled out her bat, stirring the water with it, causing more ripples.

These movements should at least make him curious. It should be close enough to the “yummy hum” regular sharks fall for.

There was movement below, coming right up at them.

“Do you hear that?” Lucian whispered.

“Their stupid hum trick? Or the footsteps?”

“The footsteps.”

They narrowed their eyes, getting into position.

“Lucian, you keep by EIji, Hikaru might be hurt.” Skyler pulled her bat out of the water. “Eiji?”

“Skyler… Go sma-ACK!”

A sandpapery hand gripped his as tight as they could, clawed fingers digging into his skin. Eiji bit his lip, bracing himself as Hikaru pulled hard, nearly sending him into the water.

“Whoa! Hikaru! Easy! Easy! I’m not gonna hurt you!”

The boy’s head surfaced for a moment, his eyes full of anger as he pulled harder.

“Liar…” He hissed. “Liar…”

“Easy… Easy…” He pulled out his pendent, showing it to him. “I’m like you!”

Hikaru froze up, hesitating, swimming closer, curiosity coming to his eyes.

“You’re not with them?” He murmured.

Eiji shook his head, giving him a gentle look.

“I promise, I’m not with them. You can trust me.”

Hikaru growled, moving back.

Eiji frowned, reaching into his bag, turning the ghost box up to full volume.

“Hikaru.” The box blared out, in its monotone voice. “Hikaru, we are here.”

That, made the boy pause.

“... You can see them?”

“No… but my son can. And they lead me to Hideki. My name is Eiji. I’m from the Memoria coven.”

Hikaru sunk deeper, eyes growing wider.

Eiji held his free hand out to him.

“C’mon. Your mom and dad helped us every step of the way. We can send these people to jail.”

“I… I can see Hideki?” Hikaru’s eyes were dark, keeping his distance… still keeping a grip on Eiji, in case he had to pull him into the water with him. He was faster. He reasoned he could outswim a human running for their life.

He wanted to trust him so badly… but he was still scared. The outside world seemed like a far away dream, compared to the way he was living now.

A test subject, ran day in and day out. Fed stuff that’s not even fit for cats. Poked and prodded. Mocked….

His eyes stung, reaching for Eiji’s hand.

“You can see Hideki. We’re going home right now. Okay?” Eiji grasped his hand, pulling the boy up, partially lifting him out of the water.

“P-Promise?” His tail swished, unsure… something felt wrong.

“I promise.”

An alarm blared overhead, causing them to jump.

“Sorry to interrupt such a sweet theft-ACK!”

“LIKE HECK YOUR INTERRUPTING THEM!”

Eiji looked over just as Skyler swung her bat at a guard’s head, knocking him unconscious.

Chase was using the end of his BB gun to hold another back.

“You guys better get your butts moving! Time is not on our side anymore!”

Hikaru huddled against Eiji, shaking like a leaf.

“It’s okay. You're okay.” He looked at the guard with disgust. “What do you wanna do to him?”

Hikaru looked between the adults before a dark look crossed his eyes.

“Into the water….”

“You heard the boy! Eiji, go!” Lucian slid the keycard into his front pocket. “Swipe this on any doors you see and make a break for it.”

“Right.”

“You thought it’d be that easy?” Hikaru asked, as Eiji bolted off with him.

“Let’s just say I was hoping faking being a horrible person would work.”

It wasn’t long before the team rushed to catch up to them, Chase’s BB gun missing.

“Took all my effort to not go over the side too.” He panted as they entered the elevator.

“Basement level.” Hikaru whispered to Eiji. “They brought me in through there. It’ll go outside. We are going outside… right?”

“All the way out.” Eiji held him close, cradling him in his arms.

While Hikaru was trying to keep quiet to keep minimum exposure away from them, he knew it was just a matter of time.

“One small problem…” Hikaru reached behind him, brushing a piece of plastic.

“... Frick.” Eiji knelt down, turning him around seeing a tag protruding from the boy’s dorsal fin. “Be honest, does that hurt?”

“It did when they put it in. I know how to pull it out though. They can’t track me without it. This is tag number three.” Hikaru fumbled for it behind him. It was harder to grab it, dripping water like crazy. “If I change back it’ll be stuck in me still.”

“We’re almost to the basement.”

Skyler checked her phone, noting a message.

“One of my friends from the force just messaged me. They’re already storming the building from the front.”

“So we go out the back!” Eiji helped Hikaru reach the tag, making sure it didn’t shift, until the boy could unclip it.

It took a few minutes, the boy sighing in relief as the tag fell free from his fin. The next time he transformed into this form, the hole would be fully healed.

“How long does it take to change back?” Eiji asked.

Hikaru sighed shakily, looking at his form. He was so tired. It normally was easy to force a shift back to human, but right now… He wasn’t sure.

“I… I don’t think I can… Not right now. You guys have no idea how hard they ran me until you guys showed up.” Hikaru looked up at the team, a frown on his face. “... Did you mean it? About… them going to jail?”

“Every word.” Eiji offered his arms to him, the boy wrapping his own around his neck. He stood, lifting him up.

“Thank you.”

The basement floor opened up to them, rushing out.

“Left!” Hikaru cried out as Eiji veered that way. “The door’s this way!”

“Right!”

He fumbled for the keycard, sliding it into the door as it was pushed open into the light of day as the sun shone down on them.

There was chaos outside, police were swarming the building.

“Skyler? Be honest, are we gonna be screwed if we leave now?” Chase asked, crossing his arms. “I mean, we did our damage.”

“I’ll handle this…. Buuut.” She grabbed Lucian by the arm. “I’ll need Lucy.”

“HEY! What did I say about LUCY!?”

“Chase, go with them. I got this.”

Chase nodded, hurrying off to handle damage control. Eiji slowed his jog to a walk, knees becoming shaky as he reached his van.

“We’re almost home free, kiddo.”

“Deki…?”

“Deki’s gonna spoil you like crazy.” Eiji unlocked the car, setting Hikaru along the back seat.

The boy’s eyes were drooping, threatening to close at any time. He didn’t want to sleep yet. He wanted to know exactly what was happening.

Eiji squeezed his hand, giving him a gentle smile.

“You’re a tough one. I can appreciate that. I’m a twin too.”

“Yeah?”

“Yup. Older than my sister by ten minutes. How about you?”

“Five minutes older… Deki’s technically my “little” brother.”

“You’re a good big brother then for hanging in there so long.”

Hikaru shrugged, curling up on himself. He was quiet, his body shaking still.

Eiji frowned, hesitating before looking through the van, finding a blanket Carmen had stashed in there. Mainly for the times where Ken had dozed off.

“Is this okay?”

Hikaru looked at him, nodding a little.

“Yeah… Thanks.”

“Welcome.” Eiji wrapped him up.

Hikaru curled up more… sniffling, as he tried to hide it.

Eiji frowned, sitting beside him, stroking his back.

“I’m so sorry, Hikaru.”

“Why…? Why us?” He whispered, a small sob escaping him. “What’d I do bad? What’d Okaa-san and Otou-san do bad?”

“You didn’t do anything wrong. I promise that.” Eiji kept stroking his back, frowning. “You didn’t deserve anything that happened… and I can’t promise everything’s gonna be perfect.”

“Nope… Hello foster family… New town…”

Eiji shook his head, confusing him.

“When I said we’re going home… Hikaru, you boys are NOT going to be alone in this. I won’t allow that.”

Hikaru sat up, rubbing at his eyes.

“Why?” He sniffled. “Why do you wanna help two freak kids and risk getting killed like that?”

Eiji gave him a gentle look.

“Because, I’m a dad too. If someone murdered me I’d want someone to watch out for my son. And…” He sighed shakily, rubbing the back of his neck. “Ho boy, I wanted to tell you when we got you back to your brother, but you two really are similar, y’know that?”

Hikaru tilted his head.

Eiji smiled a little.

“My friend, Skyler, she’s a social worker. She’s helping my wife and I.” He offered an arm to him. “Hikaru… we want to adopt you and Hideki.”

… What?

The boy gave him a bewildered look, tilting his head.

“Why?”

“Like I said, we want to give you a chance. I can’t turn back time… but we can make sure you guys have a chance to just be kids.” Eiji gave him a warm look. “To go on dates, to go after your dreams, get into mischief and feel weird, in the way every normal teen does.”

“That… That sounds amazing…” Hikaru sniffled, looking down. “I… I’m sorry. I just don’t…”

“Don’t know how to process all this right now?”

He nodded, wiping at his eyes again.

“But I do want that… I wanna… I wanna be normal. I wanna tinker with my stuff again, I wanna eat normal food and rough house with my brother and… and…”

Hikaru lunged forward, tackling Eiji a bit, hugging him tightly. Eiji brought his arms around him, stroking his back.

“I wanna go home…” He sobbed a little. “Please… just take me home.”

Eiji hummed softly, rocking back and forth a little.

“We’re gonna take you home, kiddo. To Hideki. You can meet my wife… and our youngest son. You okay with having a really young little brother?”

“How little?”

“He’s just six.”

Hikaru chuckled a little.

“Just a lil shark pup…” He relaxed a bit, curling up to Eiji… his dark brown eyes sliding closed. A small glow overtook his form, as a long tail became lanky legs. Rough, shark skin adorned with tiger stripes faded to pale skin, the fins on his head, fading away into messy black hair.

He was dressed in a purple t-shirt and khaki shorts, but he was there.

Eiji held him close, stroking his hair, taking in the boy before him.

Safe and sound.

Right where you belong.

ooooo

“Hikaru.”

He winced, rolling away from whoever was speaking. He was just so comfy. He didn’t want to move. It was warm… So warm…

Where am I though?

“Hikaru, wake up buddy.”

He opened his eyes slowly, looking around blearily. He was still wrapped up in the blanket, strapped into the car. He was still leaning on Eiji at that.

“Hey there.” Eiji smiled. “Sleep well?”

“Y-Yeah…” He paused, yawning into his hand. He buried his face into Eiji’s jacket, not quite ready to move just yet. He stopped, looking at his hands, opening and closing them slowly.

Not having to stay in his predator born form to keep alive in the water… He was actually himself again. He grinned, tears of joy stinging his eyes.

“I’m…” He laughed a little. “I’m really okay.”

“That’s right, kiddo.” He ruffled his hair, grinning. “You changed back after you fell asleep.”

“Good…” He yawned again, shaking his head. “Alright, I’m up.” Hikaru, looked up at Eiji, giving him a grin. “I’m ready.”

“Come on then.”

He helped him out of the car towards the house. Unlike Hideki, Hikaru didn’t even blink at the large house. He took note of it, more so wondering where his brother was in this large house.

Eiji didn’t even get to open the door before it was thrown open.

“HIKARU!!!!”

The boy cried out as Hideki tackle hugged him right to the floor. His eyes went wide, looking up at his twin.

“You’re okay… You’re okay…” Hideki laughed, hugging him tightly.

Hikaru returned the embrace, burying his face in his shoulder.

“Yeah… M’right here. Nii-san’s here.”

“Karu-Nii…” Hideki nuzzled him, a churr escaping. His grip tightened a little, keeping his sibling close to him. “Sorry, I-”

“Missed you too.” Hikaru finished, tears of joy running down his face. “I’m home… I’m really home.”

“We’re home.”

The twins looked up at the towering house, the last of the daylight bouncing off the windows.

It wasn’t the house they grew up in… It would take time to adjust.

Hikaru ruffled his hair, helping Hideki to his feet.

“So, where’s this room I was told about?”

Hideki chuckled, pulling him inside.

“First, come meet the rest.”

Carmen and Eiji were just inside, sharing an embrace. They had been watching, keeping their distance to let the boys have their moment. Ken was hiding behind his mother, a timid look on the child’s face.

“Hikaru, this is Carmen and Ken. They’re part of the family too.”

Hikaru bowed a little.

“Thank you for… for taking us in and…. and for everything.”

Carmen smiled gently.

“You’re family now. We’ll always have our family’s back.”

“Even weird shark kids?”

“Oh, especially.”

Ken hurried up to him, tilting his head.

“Uh… Hi?”

“Are you a new big brother too?”

Hikaru knelt down to his level, ruffling his hair up, eliciting a giggle.

“Sure am. Anytime you need me, I got your back.”

“Yay!”

Hikaru yelped as Ken tackle hugged him, but didn’t fall over this time. Instead, he just lifted him into his arms, leaning on his twin a little.

“So, what do you think, Bro?” Hideki asked, smiling.

“I think… I think this is what our parents would’ve wanted.” Hikaru replied, looking up to Eiji and Carmen.

“Alright you three, c’mere!” Carmen brought all three boys into a bear hug, eliciting laughter from them.

Eiji chuckled, bringing out his phone for a quick picture.

“Welcome to the family boys. Welcome home.”

#spirits in the shadows #Eiji Miyamoto #Hideki Kishimoto #Skyler Nicks #Chase Armati #Lucian Anameches #Carmen Miyamoto #ken miyamoto #original writing #original characters #merfolk #predator born #shark #family #paranormal #writeblr #storm arashi #yellow rose productions

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andremarcusburky · 7 years

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Red

William Nylander soulmate!au

The whole concept of a soulmate!au (for anyone who hasn’t seen this type of imagine before) is that everyone has a soulmate, someone destined to be with them (a perfect match) and this shows in some way (matching tattoo, colorblindness disappears etc whatever you want)

This is my first time writing an imagine so pls don’t hate on me too much I am very fragile. however you’re welcome to leave constructive criticism. Also I should probably mention that english isn’t my first language.

part 2

masterlist

Every human being is born with a flower tattoo on their wrist, they all differ from each others. However, they’re all in black and white. No one knows how it gets there, it just is there when you enter the world. The flower is supposedly your soulmates favorite flower, which to you is crazy since you don’t even have one. They say that when you meet your soulmate, if you do, the flower becomes of color. Most people never meet their soulmates, some even say they don’t exist, that its all a lie. People still find love though, you can love someone who isn't ‘the perfect match’. Your parents are a perfect example, they met in their mid 20′s and are still happily in love, with different black and white flowers on their wrists.

When you were little you always dreamed of meeting your one true love, and you were always scared you never would. The colorless lily that stained your wrist was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen and you’d often pick up markers of different colors and color inside the lines as well as you could. At the same time, you were constantly in fear of one of your parents meeting theirs, only to split the family apart. Apparently, when you meet the one nothing else matters, no one else matters. They say it’s like your world is whole, yet you never knew you were missing a piece.

At the age of twenty though, you’d pretty much given up. It wasn’t that most people who meet their soulmate does it early in life, its just that most people never do. So by this time you’d accepted the fact that its probably not going to happen, and you were fine. Actually, you were more than fine since you’d just moved to Toronto to go to uni. It was finally time to enter a new chapter in your life and my god were you ready. You’d spent most of the summer working and texting with your roommate to be, trying to get to know her before touching down in Toronto. By this time in mid October, she was a part of your everyday life and you’d gotten pretty close.

“Y/N I've got some great news for you!” your roommate Emily stormed into your shared dorm as you were getting ready for bed. She had a big grin on her face and held onto two pieces of paper, looking like tickets.

“Would you mind telling me the great news or are you just gonna stand there staring?” you asked her when you realized she wanted an answer. You paused your new-found favorite series and closed your computer to look at her.

“We’re going to a hockey game tomorrow!” she excitedly answered. “I know you don’t really care for hockey but I need companionship and its about time you get into some real Canadian traditions.” she continued, showing you the tickets. It was a maple leafs vs capitals game. you’d never really watched hockey, ever. in your small hometown in Connecticut no one really cared for it, and neither did you. but a game couldn’t hurt so why not?

“sure, you’re just gonna have to explain every thing that happens all the time. so you’re probably gonna hate me by the time we get home” you told her while putting your computer away. your friend skipped away to her bed while you laid down to get some sleep, though you couldn’t help but notice the lily on your wrist was itching. you ignored it as best as you could and it eventually stopped, letting you fall asleep.

William woke up early to prepare for the home game. A big breakfast and then off. He got into his car and exited the driveway as his phone rung.

“Willyyyyy” the voice of Kasperi sounded through the speakers of his car once he’d answered.

“Hey Kappy, whats up?” William spoke with a smile on his face. He couldn’t put his finger on why, but for some reason this particular morning was a very good morning. There was something lying in the air, excitement. It was probably just because of the game though, Willy thought.

“Im just excited about tonight, Annika’s coming to watch as well. Its always nice having her there, just gives you that extra edge you know?” Kappy answered. William suddenly caught himself scratching at his wrist, something he’d subconsciously been doing all morning. The black and white rose that clad his wrist was acting up for some reason, it was probably just an upcoming rash or something.

William stopped at a red light and pulled down his sleeve. He continued to itch before taking a good look at the flower, admiring it. William had always hoped that he’d one day meet his soulmate, the one destined to be with him. His mom always used to tease him about the flower, saying that he had ‘one classy girl waiting for him’. He knew she was right, he just hoped she wouldn’t have to wait all her life before he found her.

Y/N sat at the sold out Air Canada Centre with Emily as she waited for the players to get out on the ice. She had to admit it was all very impressive. The sea of blue and white along with chants and cheer really set the mood. She felt joyful. an older couple sat in front of you, and you couldn’t help but notice the colorful tattoos on their wrists. The woman had a yellow daisy while the man had a pink tulip. lucky bastards, you thought.

“I’m actually really happy you brought me here, for some reason I have the best feeling” you told your friend.

“You should be happy, these tickets were hard to get.” Emily told you with a proud smile. You were sitting quite close to the ice, but not directly by it. It honestly made you feel a little a little anxious, since it was pretty much the optimal spot if you want to get hit by a puck. But you pushed the thought to the back of your mind and continued chatting to your friend while waiting.

As the players came out for warmups you had the strangest feeling. It felt good, a weird kinda good. But also your wrist was itching like crazy.

“Are you okay? you’ve been scratching at your wrist all day, are you trying to scrape off the tattoo or something?” Emily asked you, eyeing you carefully. The woman who sat in front of you, the one with the yellow daisy, had overheard the conversation. She sneaked back at you and smiled, looking straight into your eyes knowingly. You gave her a confused look but she just turned back and took her soulmates hand in hers.

“Yeah.. yeah I’m good. Its just itching” you answered once you decided to ignore the strange act of the woman. You tried to focus on the players but the itching really got the best of you, yet you didn’t really mind. You had some strange feeling inside your gut, but it was nice.

William skated around the ice, trying his best to ignore the itching on his wrist which had only gotten worse over the course of the day. It was at warmups that it had really gone over the edge, the weird part was he didn’t mind. He couldn’t really explain why, but the great morning had turned into a great day and now, a great night.

As the puck dropped though he had to remind himself to keep his act together and focus. He failed miserably though, and the caps scored early on. It wasn’t entirely his fault though, but he was off his game a bit. As the second period came around he managed to steal the puck from Carlson and swiftly moved towards the now open net. A quick slapshot put the puck in the net and next thing he knew the crowds were yelling out in celebration as the game was tied. William skated towards the side of the rink and jumped up against one of the boards, happiness filling his body. But everything stopped as he caught the eye of one specific girl in the crowd. She was possibly the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. It was like time froze. Nobody moved. Nothing happened. The goal didn’t matter, nothing did. He just stared into her eyes as she stared back, mouth agape. Nobody else mattered but the two of them.

Auston had made his way towards the goalscorer and jumped him, much like Willy usually jumped Auston. William didn’t break eye contact with the girl though. It wasn’t until Auston grabbed his head and turned it towards him that Willy managed to snap back to reality.

“Dude are you okay? Like I know you scored but you look like the world stopped moving” Auston questioned with a big smile on his face. William laughed a bit as he made his way towards the bench to get his round of fist bumps. he then got up on the bench to take a seat, but not before turning around once again towards the crowd to look at the girl. He smiled and sat down, only now realizing that the itching had stopped. The nice feeling was still there though, spread throughout his body. He took his glove off to look at his wrist, only to see a beautiful red rose where the oh so gray flower had previously been.

I have no idea what this was and to be honest I’ve been drinking but here you go :))))))) if anyone would like a part 2 lemme know

#William nylander #willy #William Nylander imagine #hockey imagine #nhl imagine #imagine #William Nylander x reader #hockey fic #William Nylander fic #William Nylander imagines #hockey imagines #nhl imagines #red

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liminoidal · 7 years

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All the 50 qs for Icio

My fish kid?? 0^0 im stoked

Their age? - They are 420 (blaze it)

Their sexuality/sexual preference? - They can be interested in anyone, but let’s be real, they have only ever been interested in Juni (so Junisexual?)

Any siblings/Only child? - They are an only child by birth, but they like to think they have a found family rn.

Their favourite season? - There aren’t seasons on Dryas like Earth? But they prefer the colder months cuz they prefer long skirts and that lifestyle is not hopping during the warm and humid months.

Who were/are their parents/guardians? - Their birth mother was a bitch, their birth father likely didn’t know they existed, but the Templar Koda (who raised them) was pretty chill.

Their gender? - They are a fish person who was raised by a bunch of trees, gender is the least of their problems.

Their date of birth? - October 23--yes they are the dreaded Scorpio.

What clothing style? - They love long skits and crop tops, and since they don’t need the templar cowl, they love sleeveless shirts.

What is their favourite food after a break-up? - They’ve never had a break-up? The closest they got was when they weren’t able to talk to Juni, and then they just kinda... Didn’t eat lmao.

Their favourite thing to do after a break-up? - They are a meditation freak normally, but when Juni is mad at them they meditate like constantly. Also, painting nails is super relaxing in their opinion.

What happens in the ‘honeymoon phase’ for this character? - I mean them and Juni are soulmates, so they just tease her and also privately worship her, and also like. So much sex. Seriously it’s kinda embarrassing at some point.

How many serious relationships have they been in? - One? With Pan, praise be to him. Lmao, jk, they have only ever been with Juni because templars take a vow of celibacy.

What is their nationality? - They are Dryad by nurture, but half-Theuthidan half-human by nature.

What languages do they speak? - They speak Dryad, Common, Binary, and learned Theuthidan curses just to curse them out.

What is their profession/Education? - They were educated as a templar, so they have extensive magic and religious education.

Their favourite comfort food? - They drink tea to be comforted.

What’s a food they hate? - They hate the idea of fish. Even if they hate Theuthida, it just makes them viscerally uncomfortable.

Their music taste? - They are the person that turns on the “lo-fi beats to study to” playlist and listens religiously.

Is there a story behind their name/meaning? - Their mom didn’t want to be associated with them, so she gave them their father’s surname and picked a random first name.

Something they do that seems childish to others? - Their first time sleeping with Juni was... Rough, to say the least. And overall, they missed out on a lot growing up with templars, so their excitement for parties is kinda childlike. They are also stubborn in their self-hatred, despite all evidence pointing to the contrary.

What is their all-time favourite TV show? - They’ve never seen a TV show? But if they were gonna like anything, it would probably be Steven Universe or Adventure Time.

What is their all-time favourite movie? - They love Finding Nemo. They might have a few issues with their family.

How big is their family? - 16? Their found family is pretty big.

Are they close to anyone specific in the family? - They are closest to Juni obvs, but they are getting really close with Castor and Ciri. Them and Nivviah have a bond through shared heritage (that took a bit to get used to), they are good friends with Val, and Venus (and soon Flor) and them have weekly spa nights where they gossip about the ship and give fashion tips.

Have they got any allergies? - They are allergic to weed. The irony hasn’t stopped hitting them this entire year.

Are they an emotional person? - They specifically are not, mostly because their wild magic and their emotions are tied in odd ways. Sometimes it can lead to gross things like a third eye. Sometimes it can be more... dangerous, like lightning in their hands or poison in the air.

Do they get angry/lose their temper quickly? - No, they have meditation for that.

What are some of their guilty pleasures? - They really like standing in front of the mirror and just... adding spells to make it seem like they are full human, or dryad. It’s a nice thought, but then the spell fades and they get a bit sad.

Do they have pets? Do they want pets? - They don’t have pets and they don’t fully understand the concept like... You just own little creatures? And call them names? Why?

Do they like kids? Do they want kids/have kids? - They have loved kids for years. Between away missions, they would read stories to the orphans and help them go to sleep. They do have kids, and they are working on accepting that. One of them is literally a soul attached to a locket, and the other two are snilds (snake childs).

Who’s cuddle buddy are they? - They are Juni’s cuddle buddy, and sometimes the rest of the team in they feel like they need it.

Do they have any tattoos? - Nope, unless you count the scales.

Do they have any piercings? - Nope, they are not into pain like that.

What is their hair colour? Is it their natural colour? - Their hair color is light auburn and yes, it is that way by nature, despite all evidence that might point otherwise.

Do they like musicals? - They hadn’t heard a musical until [insert name here] introduced them to the concept. Now they listen to Next to Normal religiously.

Do they like marmite? - They don’t know what a marmite is and at this point they are too afraid to ask.

Do they like glitter? - They love glitter but like it’s not very good for their scales cuz if you think it takes forever to get off of human skin, you have never had glitter stuck between a couple of scales.

Do they believe in the supernatural? - They are a religious person, and even if they weren’t, at this point they’ve seen too much proof to refute it.

Have they ever seen a dead body? - Bitch, they’ve caused dead bodies.

Have they ever had a near-death experience? - Yup. It ended in their first son dying and being put in a necklace. They don’t really wanna experience that shit again. Knowing Castor, it probably will happen again.

Have they ever broken a bone? - Nah, they’ve been super careful about that stuff.

What are they like when they’re drunk/what kind of drunk are they? - They are an honest and giggly drunk. It’s not as fun as it sounds.

Have they ever drunk underage? - They barely got to drink overage, they are 420.

What is the first thing they do when they wake up? - They meditate for awhile, usually talking to Heron but sometimes just on their own, pondering… Everything.

Do they consider themselves popular? - Not really? That was always Juni. Their inferiority complex has always been a barrier to them seeking out friendships, and they genuinely like alone time. (They say to themself, quietly dying of loneliness on the side when Juni is with other people.) But they’re working on it. They’ve got the Freedom Vessel now.

How do they like their tea/coffee? - They like that plain leaf water, and can’t drink coffee.

What do they smell like? - Slightly fish-y? Not a lot because they don’t like go in water very much, but a little. Also a lot like trees, specifically Juni.

Are they a virgin? - Not since they left Dryas they’re not. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Do they wear glasses/contacts? - Nope, they got that good fish eyesight.

Are they good at remembering significant dates? Anniversaries, birthdays etc? - Normally yeah. Sometimes it slips their mind, but they are also four centuries old, so they sometimes ask for some graciousness. (*eyes Juni freaking out a hundred years ago for accidentally forgetting to say “happy birthday” one freaking time)

#dnd #icio #reformatted

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darkhymns-fic · 8 years

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Murder with a Side of Lies (Ch. 8)

A discarded notepad sits on the table, crinkled and stained with ketchup...

It doesn't belong here.

Fandom: Undertale Characters: Sans, Flowey Rating: PG Chapters: 8/8 Mirror Links: AO3, FF.net Notes: The sequel to Kidnappings in the Early Evening by Sky. A fusion of detective noir fiction and courtroom drama! All stories, art, etc., related to this main story will be under the tag #undertale noir. (chrono)

Suggested reading music and some rain...

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nice. free notepad. paps must have forgotten it. finders keepers

butts.

hehehheh. butt butt butt. my favorite pie is buttspie with lots of butter.

What did one wave say to the other?

Nothin’ he just waved.

What did the grape say when he got stepped on?

Nothin’ he just whined.

i should probably have someone actually say something for these jokes to be a bit more effective, huh? nah.

What’s a mummy’s favorite music genre?

Mummy wrap.

heh. heh. that one’s really really bad aint it. that’s a keeper.

some reason i get the urge to write more than just bad jokes here. like I wanna say more. that’d be weird tho, wouldn’t it?

heh, and i aint weird.

What did the flower say when his house caught on fire?

Nothin’, he made like a tree and leafed.

Why did the flower need a job?

He was dirt poor.

Why was the flower feelin’ so blue?

Can’t find the root of the problem there.

really got flowers on the mind, don’t i? wonder why that could be.

you know, it’s strange. i keep coming back to this notepad even though my mind says why bother. what’s the point in writing down what I see or feel? not like anyone’s gonna read this, heh.

but why not. let’s give it a go. i’m interested, for whatever reason.

i’m sittin’ here at tori’s bakery shop. it’s raining outside, like always. got a plate of that butts pie im so fond of. it’s good, but(t) could use more butts. table I’m sitting at is uhhh… looks like a table. yep, sturdy. round? It’s round. that’s how these things go. you describe all the stuff here, right?

it’s pretty late here. no one’s around at this time of night. tori’s nice enough to let me hang out after closing and feed me the leftovers she didn’t sell, and I’m cheap enough to take ‘em. she really goats me, i guess.

usually tori would be swappin’ bad jokes with me right now, but she’s been pretty busy since that trial ended. turns out, no one was willing to take over the family’s duties after ol’ gorey got sent away. Not even fish face. kinda expected her to take over. guess she’s too busy playin’ detective with my bro.

tori, bein’ the nice lady she is, decided she’d take up leadership. probably for the best. if anyone can manage building homes for the poor and being generally kind to all us monsters, it’s her. i certainly don’t know what bein’ the leader entails, and im not exactly rarin’ to find out.

although, between you and me, it does get a bit more boring in the shop without her around. oh well. guess that’s why im writing this, isn’t it?

it’s so boring, i don’t think I even have anything left to write. dang. guess i’ll just go back to writing bad jokes.

Why didn’t the Flower eat chloroform?

He was chlorofull.

heh. really havin’ a bad time tryin’ to think of something other than flowers.

maybe it’s cuz I’ve been thinking about my good pal, flowey, a lot lately. can’t blame a guy, can you? tori literally has him on her person at all times.

Well. Most of the times.

I don’t think Tori knows it, but that little scamp escapes sometimes when she’s not lookin’. Heh, but it’s not like he’d get into any trouble, now would he? No, no, that doesn’t sound like the good natured Flowey I know. His parents would never allow him to get into any trouble.

His parents would probably protect him from anything. Even though he didn’t see ol’ Gorey much, I get the feeling Flowey’s dad really cared about him…and I mean really cared for him.

I shouldn’t be gossiping. But, it’s not like anyone is going to read this anyway, right? There’s nothing wrong with writing down some of my own little speculations. Just a hypothesis, is all.

Now, while I’m sure Gorey was quite the nice guy, he did some awful things. Maybe he did them because he thought they were right. Maybe he did those things knowing it was wrong, but believed it was for a good cause. Honestly, can’t say I blame him all that much either way.

This leads us back to the trial, though. Boy, that trial was objectively a good time. I’m so proud of my bro. He proved me wrong a number of times. If it weren’t for him and fish sticks, I probably would have sent an innocent person away.

Instead, I sent a not-quite-innocent person away.

Heh. heh. Tori had me promise I’d be a fair judge. A good judge. She told me to take it seriously, don’t mess around, don’t favor anyone. Me, like the bonehead I am, I promised her I would.

Why do I keep making promises I know I’m just going to break?

Oh. Spoilers, I guess. I broke that promise towards the end of the case. I don’t think Asgore killed that Burger fella. In fact, I’m pretty sure he didn’t. Still, I let them convict ol’ Fluffybuns.

I wasn’t sure what happened until he took the stand of course, till I heard all the facts from metal head and fish face. The ideas, the guesses, they were always in the back of my skull, gnawing away in the dark, but I suppose I’m good at ignoring things like that.

Something needed to be done with Asgore, after all. He needed to stop those little bad habits of his. I couldn’t see a more peaceful solution than this. Us monsters have never really needed to make a jail, after all. They were strangely forgiving, even knowing what he did.

The monsters in charge of the judicial system, (Mettaton, Gertrude, myself and a few others) decided we’d keep him under house arrest. At least, that’s kind of the best way to describe it. He’s not allowed to leave his home, not really allowed to do anything without The Family (aka Tori) knowing. People can still come visit him, ask him for advice, make a bit of tea, but that’s about it.

So I get what you’re thinking. Asgore (supposedly) kills an innocent kid. A monster kid no less. He only gets house arrest? He got off easy. Well, to be honest, we thought about the death penalty. It was an uncomfortable subject and it was clear there was no monster out there that would be able to carry it out.

Well, heh, guess that’s not completely true.

The guy’s pretty sad still. But, I think he’s feeling a little better. He’s left to those plants and flowers he loves so much. Not many come to visit him, though, but I think they’ll come around. This is probably the happiest ending that could come out of the situation, isn’t it?

Still, if Asgore didn’t kill that monster, though, who did? Who did, I wonder? And why?

Once again, I want to remind anyone reading this (but no one is reading this, so it doesn’t matter) that this is all speculation. I don’t have any proof, and I never witnessed anything myself.

But…

I get the feeling my pal, Flowey, killed Burgerpants. Strange, I know. Very strange. Flowey is such a cheerful, happy, helpful little friend, isn’t he? Why would he ever do something like that?

Well, first, we need to understand why he was with Asgore at the scene of the crime that night. I have a hunch. I think ol’ Gorey finally got enough of what he wanted out of his little bad habits. I think he wanted to give the fruits of his effort to Flowey, hoping that maybe it’d turn his son back to normal.

Problem with that, is Tori wouldn’t let Asgore near Flowey. She was very adamant, believe me, the arguments those two would get into got pretty heated. (get it, cuz fire magic) But, my good friend, Flowey, he’s a crafty little guy. He’s made some escapes; he’s gotten into contact with his father before without his mother’s knowledge.

How do I know that? Just a hunch, that’s all. What? I’m not the type to stalk people.

This brings us to that fateful night. If I had to guess what the scene would be, it’d probably be like this:

The rain musta been pouring like it always is. Asgore probably waited in that alley way for a good amount of time, without an umbrella. He was soaked to the bone, but poor Gorey felt he deserved it. He had soul and he had determination.

Once Flowey actually showed up, he probably did that sickly sweet thing he likes to do. Call him “daddy” and all that nonsense, really get into Asgore’s head. It must have been difficult seeing his son like this, but I bet Asgore was thinking it’d all be worth it. All those horrible things he did, all of it would be worth it if he could see his son again.

Although, thinking on it, human souls and determination are all well and good, right? You can do some great things with those on your side, but isn’t it missing one important ingredient?

Right, right, I forgot. A monster’s soul.

Flowey doesn’t have one of those, now does he?

Still hypothetically speaking here, of course… Asgore knew all this. He knew a monster soul would probably be needed. But, I don’t think he meant for it to be Burgerpants. I don’t think Asgore planned on giving any monster’s soul but his own.

Flowey, being the precocious scamp that he is, also knew a monster soul would be necessary. This whole thing was probably just a misunderstanding.

Poor Burgerpants, though. Wrong place, wrong time. How can a guy be so unlucky? Hey, whenever I’m feeling down, at least I can remind myself some other guy had it way worse.

Anyway, this Burgerpants fella shows up, and here’s what I think happens. Flowey misunderstands the situation. Or maybe he didn’t care. Maybe those dark habits of Asgore rubbed off on him in that moment. Maybe Flowey was just feeling particularly grumpy that day. Who knows? I certainly can’t read that flower’s mind. Don’t want to either. Hope I never do.

Flowey kills Burgerpants on the spot before Asgore can even react. A huge vine, full of thorns, slams him into the dumpster. Looks like a claw mark (or maybe a trident mark), heh. Now, remember, little flower boy is the son of two incredibly powerful fire users. Even if it wasn’t on purpose, I think he’s still got a little heated edge to his attacks. Explains why the time of death couldn’t be figured out. Dust was still hot. No one expected fire magic.

This frightens Asgore. This was meant to be his son, Asriel? How could this cruel being before him claim to be his son, yet be so full of hate? Maybe Asgore blamed himself at that moment.

Either way, he couldn’t go through with it after that. Maybe everything he did would go to waste, maybe those humans died for nothing, but he couldn’t keep making mistakes, now could he? Just because he buried a hole so deep for himself, didn’t mean he had to keep digging and take everyone with him, right?

Probably good thinking, I’d say. Best thinking he’d done in a while.

I’ll bet Flowey lost that sweet charm of his after that. I’ll bet he demanded those souls and that Determination from Asgore. “Why won’t you give it to me?! I’m your son!” he probably said. Maybe even threatened him when things didn’t go his way.

Asgore must have been feeling real bad at that time, but you gotta remember, through it all, he is still a father. A father disciplines his child. For the first time in years, maybe even ever, I think Asgore raised his voice at Flowey. I think he told Flowey “Go home to your mother, never speak of this again.”

“I’m not going anywhere until I get my --”

“I said GO!”

And just like that, Flowey was afraid. He’d never seen his father like this. Ol’ Fluffybuns actually mad? Boy, almost wish I coulda seen that.

But I didn’t.

Flowey must have dug back into the ground, running away to his mama while papa cleaned up after his mess.

Heh, it’s a good thing no one else figured it out, right? If Tori found out about this, would she be able to live with herself, I wonder? I have no idea what she might do. What would everyone think if they found out Flowey was a killer?

I think it’d be a lot of trouble for the little guy. I think he knows better now, though. I don’t think he’s ever going to hurt anyone again, or else he’ll have a pretty bad time.

Luckily, this is all guess work. No one has to know. No one needs to mess up this happy ending we got. No one’s going to read this.

guess this is just between you and me, isn’t it, pal?

...

The notepad had appeared on his bedroom table that night. Flowey knew it wasn’t on accident. He read the thing, read through the crappy jokes and the even crappier handwriting. His leaves trembled slightly, his vision blurred multiple times.

With an angry toss, the notepad slammed into the lit fireplace. The flames ignored it completely, of course. Toriel’s fire was never hot enough to burn.

With the grit of his teeth and the furrow of a brow, the fireplace erupted in flames. The notepad was devoured, disintegrated.

Turned to dust.

The thought unnerved him, haunted his mind. It was best to douse those flames now, forget it ever happened.

The fire cackled at him.

And the rain poured.

That smiley trashbag…

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Gotham Fanfic

Warnings:Language I’m sorry it’s my first time so it’s not great. Bit of a cliffhanger at the end but idk if you’ll make it that far because the writing SUCKS. Words:2,342

CHAPTER ONE Oswald was sitting at the bar, contemplating his drink, when you burst into the lounge. “Penguin !” You shout “I’m sick of this!” “Really?You look quite healthy to me.” He remarks with a smirk. “I’ve been hearing things.” “Like what?” Said a young redhead standing next to penguin. “Ivy” you remember her name is. “Like penguin is losing his grip to the scarecrow, and that if Oswald does ever confront him, he’ll be beaten easily by the fear venom.” “ It’s penguin!” Oswald growled severely, completely missing the point. “ARE YOU HEARING ME?” You screeched trying as hard as you could not to lose your cool. “Your people doubt you, and to be honest, with good reason. If Crane felt in the mood, he could just stroll through here and reduce all of us to quivering sacks of skin and bone.” “And what do you propose we do about that,miss…?” Drawled a cold, cruel voice. “Up yours.” You hissed. “I came here to warn you all of an impending insurrection.” “But you have no plans on what to do about it?” Questioned Oswald “Last I checked, I’m not the criminal kingpin.” You threw back. “And you know what? I’m gonna stay right here until I hear I viable plan of action!” Oswald chuckles and pulls out a gun “Leave or your brains go flying.” “Im not leaving.” “Suit yourself.” Oswald muttered, pointing the gun at your head and pulling the trigger. The gunshot is deafening, and your ears start to ring. “Huh” you muttered “That was anticlimactic” “H-how are you…” Oswald trailed off “Oh, did I not mention I am a previous resident of Indian Hill?”

CHAPTER TWO “No” Oswald’s voice hardens “You somehow failed to mention that.” “Oh” You quipped “Silly me.” “So… The stark blue frozen looking guy murmured, "What can you do?” “I think we’re getting very off topic. Does anyone have any sane solutions to that little scarecrow problem?” You interrupted. “ Well…” Ivy muttered “What?” You spoke feeling a mild sense of dread. “There’s always… him.” Ivy implored hesitantly. “No no no no!” Oswald shouted “How can you even think about considering him as an option?!” “You guys kind of lost me here.” You muttered. “What are you still doing here?” Oswald questioned. “I have certain…skills. I realize that I could be so much more helpful to your organization directly if I’m In your corner.” “Oh I’m just gonna trust you with my life now, is that it?” “Trust me, don’t trust me, I don’t care! What you just saw, that’s only one minuscule sliver of what I can do. I could be extremely helpful and you know it.” “I don’t even know your damn name!” “If it really matters that much to you, then fine. I’m Y/N. You happy?” Oswald glared at you for a few seconds before moving on. “Ivy, that is an incredible idiotic idea, even for you.” “Hey!” Ivy exclaims angrily. “Wait back up.” What even is her idea? It can’t be that bad.“ Oswald looked at you balefully "Her idea.” He huffed “Is that.” He pointed dramatically upwards at the huge tower of ice that took over the center of the room. “Genius ivy over here wants to let ed out.” Oswald spat.

CHAPTER THREE “Who?” You asked “Do you remember that guy that went on a rampage across Gotham a few months back?” Ivy asked you. “He wore a green suit and babbled riddles.” “I remember hearing about him, but I never saw what he looked like. Why is he frozen in your club?” “That’s not important. Didn’t you ever wonder what the story was behind the man frozen in the middle of the lounge?” Ivy muttered “I… well I guess I just assumed it was some random intimidating decoration or something.” You shrugged. “WHO THE HELL CARES!?” Oswald screeched “ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW IS THAT WE CAN’T LET HIM OUT! ADDING ONE PROBLEM TO ANOTHER WON’T HELP!” “I don’t know, maybe we can convince him?” Ivy ventures haltingly Oswald ponders this and eventually comes to a considerably less decisive no. “How could he help anyway?” You ask. “Let’s just say he has an above average IQ. The only downside is, he hates us. So even if he does use our resources to come up with an antidote, he will probably steal all of it and escape.” Oswald huffed “Well, at least it will exist, right?” “Yeah in the hands of somebody very smart who despises us!” “It’s looking like the best option we have” Ivy mutters “It’s the only option we’ve come up with!” Oswald shouts “Exactly.” You hiss. “And if your going to ignore it just because this guy doesn’t like you, than your a lot dumber than I previously thought!” He glares at you and begins to lift his firearm. “Go ahead” You dare “It won’t hurt me and you know it, but go ahead!” Oswald gave you a death glare and lowered his gun. “Fine.” He choked out. “Thaw him out. Train your guns on him and don’t let him do anything but what you tell him to do.” The freezer-popsicle guy gave all of you an uneasy look. “Your actually gonna let him out?” “Well not right now, obviously. We’re about to open.” You glance at the clock. You’ve been here almost an hour. “ Well I don’t know about you guys, but i actually have a life. I’ll be back around 10 am tomorrow to see what happens.” You leave feeling extremely anxious about the next day and may or may not have tripped on the rug on your way out.

CHAPTER FOUR You arrive a bit late to the lounge and it looks like they’ve already started to thaw him out. They had turned off the power on the frozen-bar-thing and had gotten some woman covered head to toe in a strange metal substance to help them thaw the man out. She had a large metal weapon that spurted large gouts of fire. You wait around for about 10 minutes before Ivy notices you. “Hey Y/N. This is so creepy. Why would he even be alive stuck in that ice?.” “I��ve got no fucking clue.” You mutter. You are NOT a morning person, especially since you got less than 12 hours of sleep. You felt like stabbing someone. Particularly the someone who’s clothes where bright as the fucking sun and with vibrant orange to match. She’s smiling. Why is she smiling? What the fuck. We are watching some guy in a suit way to bright, get thawed out of a fucking iceberg and she was smiling like she had won the lottery. What the fuck. You are NOT a morning person. “How long is this going to take?” You yawn “About 20 more minutes.” Oh, great. 20 more long minutes with no excuses to get away from the bright little fucker who was now bouncing from foot to foot like she was preparing for a triathlon. “I need alcohol, bye.” You growl. As you walk over to the bar, Oswald spots you. “Shit, why now?” You murmur. He struts over to you, looking nervous and jumpy. “Why do you look like your going to stab someone?” He asks you. “If you don’t shut up it’s going to be you.” You retort. Penguin gives you a questioning look but doesn’t say anything. “Why are you so nervous about some scrawny guy in a suit?” “I’m not! I’m upset because this could all amount to nothing and just give me more problems.” “You’re the o-.” You’re interrupted by a deafening crack. You look over at the iceberg or rather where it was. All that’s left is one man in a green suit, huddled, soaked and shivering looking around as if he had no idea what was going on. Which, of course, he didn’t.

CHAPTER FIVE You stare at the man, slumped and shaking and completely befuddled, and he looks at you. You suck your breath in. “Holy shit.” You thought. “It’s him.” Luckily no one heard your little gasp and you managed to compose yourself. “ I thought he was dead.” Flashes through your mind. You aren’t tired now, at least. “Ed!” Oswald shouts. “Your only out of the ice because I let you out, you understand? If you don’t do what I say, your going right back in!” “And if I do do what you say, Oswald? What will happen then?” “We’ll see, I suppose.” “What did you want so badly that you disturbed my beauty rest? You know I’m not a morning person.” Ed says with a smirk. You kept your head bowed, being careful not to make eye contact. Which would’ve been hard enough in a room of 5, but of course Ed recognized everyone there. “Don’t look at me, don’t look at me, don’t look-.” “And who is that?” Ed asks “Goddammit” you think. “That’s Y/N.” Oswald informs him. “The newest part of our little organization.” You hesitantly look up, cursing yourself for ever coming into the lounge in the first place. You wondered what would happen if you bolted then and there. “Stop overreacting Y/N.” You scold yourself. “He’s smart, he won’t make a big deal.” You reassure yourself. You force yourself to look up into his eyes, plastering on the most innocent face possible. You see recognition pass through his gaze, and maybe just a bit of shock too. But he doesn’t let on much more than that and continues to bicker with Oswald. “GUYS!” You holler. “You thawed him out for a reason, and unless there’s something you’re not telling me, we ne-” “Oh, Y/N, there’s always gonna be something he’s not telling you.” Ed spat. “Ed, Ed, Ed.” Oswald scolds. “How many times do I have to say it, Oswald? You can call me the riddler!” Ed howled dramatically. “Just because I can doesn’t mean I should.” Oswald jibed. “OKAY, ENOUGH!” You interrupted. “You guys can bitch back and forth all day, but not right now.” Ed and Os both turn to glare at you. “Fine.” Ed mutters “What do you want this time?” You explain the scarecrow situation to him. You tell him that your gonna need an antidote for the fear venom. “In order to produce an antidote, I will need some of the venom itself.” Ed states. “ I’ll also need a lab and plenty of resources.” “Fine.” Oswald grumbles. “ Anything else, princess?” Ed glares at him but doesn’t say anything. “No? well let’s get to it then.” Ivy commanded.No use standing around, right?“

CHAPTER SIX After you provide Ed with the things he needs, he tells you all to shoo so he can work. "Why so cooperative, Ed?” Oswald demands. “Maybe I’ve turned over a new leaf.” Ed supplies, glancing at you knowingly. Luckily no one notices this and everyone quickly clears out. You are left feeling very stressed about this whole situation. You have no idea what your going to do once the time comes around and Oswald wants to freeze Edward over again. “Ugh.” You think. “Why couldn’t I have just sent someone to warn penguin about the scarecrow, instead of being a hothead and coming myself. I am SO fucked.” You look around, suddenly realizing that it’s only you and Ed left in the room. “So, Y/N, is it?” You look at him strangely, confused as to why he’s acting this way. When you look at him, you see him gesture to the corner of the room. Of course, your an idiot. In this specific room that penguin had placed Ed, there were probably cameras and microphones everywhere. “Paranoid bastard.” You think. You look meaningfully at Ed, then leave the room. “This is gonna get complicated. If it hasn’t already.” You mutter. “What was that?” Oswald asked. “Oh, nothing.” You say cheerfully. He gives you a suspicious look but moves forward. “I don’t know how long it will take Ed to figure out the venom, but be prepared. He’s come way to quietly not to be planning something. As soon as he says he’s finished the antidote you train your guns on him and make him take the antidote first, just to be sure.” Penguin announces.

_One week later_ “I’m done.” Ed announces, walking into the main room of the lounge, holding a clear serum in multiple syringes and looking grumpy. The antidote had taken him 6 days longer than he wanted. You felt grateful that you had chosen today to stop by and check on things. After all, your alliance with Os is less than trustworthy. Who knows if he would’ve given you the antidote otherwise. “Good job Ed. Now take it yourself.” Oswald demanded. Ed set all the serums on the table but one, and did as he was asked of. After a few minutes of Ed staying healthy, he grins at all of you. “Happy now?” He asks sarcastically “Yes.” Oswald states menacingly. “Get up.” Ed does, looking completely unconcerned. “So I think that concludes our business.” Penguin says slyly. “Victor?” So that’s his name, you think, feeling stupid. As soon as you realize what’s about to happen, you panic. At the lounge, there are no good ways to leave. “Shit shit shit.” You mutter. Luckily no one can hear you over the powering up of that weird-ass frozen gun-thing. The gun seems to finally power to max and he pulls the trigger. (WOOSH WOOSH WOOSH AND OTHER ICEY GUN NOISES) The icey substance flows from the gun towards Ed. Once it reaches him, it passes right through his chest and hits the wall behind him. After a few seconds of this, Vicky turns off his gun and everyone looks at you. What the hell, Y/N?!“ Oswald screams. "I know this is you!” You look at penguin with a guilty but stony expression. “So sorry Oswald, but I can’t let you freeze him.” You say (Not looking sorry at all). “Well why the fuck not?” Oswald screeches at you madly. “Because he’s my brother.”

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andremarcusburky · 7 years

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Red part 2

William Nylander soulmate!au

A/N: Soooo thank you soooo soooo much for the notes and everything!!! I really didn't think I was gonna get requests for part 2 (even though I kinda wanted to do it anyway) but there were a few and I'm so excited honestly so thank you all so much!!

Requested: yes

[Part one]

Auston sat down next to William, but not before noticing his stare into the crowd, also not before noticing a girl staring back at Willy.

“So thats why you're acting weird, who is she? And why were you staring like that? Its weird.” Auston questioned his teammate. William didn't answer at first, too dumbfounded by the color on his wrist. He just looked up at his teammate, a smile growing slowly on his lips.

“Okay dude you're seriously acting weird” Auston said, now a bit worried.

William turned his wrist to show him the tattoo, Auston going dead quiet once he saw. His mouth was agape and he quickly turned to look at the girl in the stands. She was sitting down with a smile on her lips, a faint blush tainting her cheeks. Auston turned back to his teammate and gave him a big hug.

“Dude fuck the goal, you’re gonna go get that girl!” he exclaimed loudly making the rest of the players on the bench turn towards them. Auston grabbed Williams wrist, showing them the colorful flower.

It was like a dream. Y/N barely even saw the goal, it all happened so fast. The puck was suddenly in the net and her wrist was itching worse than ever before The player, number 29, jumped the boards just in front of her. She cheered happily and stood up, just before catching his eye. The itching stopped, just like that. Everything stopped, to be honest. They looked into each others eyes for what seemed like a year, yet at the same time only a split second.

His teammate grabbed his head and ended their staring contest. Her entire body felt light. She felt like she was flying, like her entire life was without any worries. She felt whole, like her world was complete.

The woman sitting in front of her had once again turned around, this time her husband had too. T/N didn't notice though, too caught up in whatever had just happened. They both looked at the young girl fondly, before the man broke the silence and snapped Y/N back to reality.

“Congratulations, honey. We wish you the best of luck” he said, confusing you.

“What?” you asked, still feeling a bit out of it. Maybe they’re soulmates because they're both weird as fuck, you thought to yourself.

“I saw the way you and Nylander looked at each other. The itching has stopped, hasn't it?” the woman asked you. You just stared at her for a second, before turning your head towards your friend who was looking even more confused than you were. You slowly pulled your sleeve up. The black and white flower which once clad your wrist was gone, replaced by a fiery red lily.

You couldn't believe what had happened, it couldn't be real. You just stared at your flower while you heard Emily gasping beside you.

“Oh my god! What the hell Y/N? Nylander, as in William Nylander?” she practically yelled, catching the attention of several people around you. You quickly covered your wrist and hushed your friend, not feeling comfortable with peoples stares. You could’ve sworn you looked like a tomato, but a very happy tomato.

You turned your head towards the bench which William was sitting on, only to realize that pretty much the entire team was watching you. If you looked like a tomato before, you didn't want to know what you might’ve looked like at that moment.

Eventually, you saw where William was sitting. He too had his gaze on you. As your eyes met, he smiled warmly before mouthing a “hi”. You smiled back, unable to break the stare. It wasn't until the person appearing to be his coach got in the way that you once again managed to snap back to reality. You looked at the couple in front of you again, giving them a big smile.

The news had made its way to Babs. He came up to William as he once again was sharing a moment with his soulmate.

“Willy, I get that you're a bit distracted but you have to keep your head in the game. I’ll get someone to make sure you'll meet her later. But until then, impress her. Okay?” Babs gave him a stern look before a smile broke out. “Im real happy for you” he said before standing back, watching the game once again.

It was hard, trying to focus on hockey when all he wanted was to talk to girl whose name he didn't even know. He managed to score another goal though, along with getting one assist on Matts goal. The caps apparently also found out about what had happened. As a fight broke out right before third period ended, Nicklas skated up to William and gave him a big hug. He said something about looking forward to seeing a new team Sweden fan before going off to his bench.

The game ended that way, 3-1 for the leafs. William looked towards the stands where the girl had been sitting, being met by a warm smile and a wave. He waved back before before going to the locker room.

Y/N felt nervous as she and Emily followed a security guard to what probably was an area only for players and their closest. The guard eventually stopped and told them to wait. A few other people were there as well, some with jerseys and some in normal clothing. They all seemed to know each other. A couple people came through a door, hugging their relatives or friends or whatever they were.

“They’re players, Y/N. William should come any moment!” Emily whispered in your ear excitedly. A few of the players eyed you before looking at each other. “He’ll be here any second, media wanted some interviews but he’s doing all he can to speed it up” one of them spoke, looking at you. It took a second before you realized he was speaking to you.

“Oh, okay, thanks.” you answered awkwardly. there was no protocol for how to act in a situation like this. What do you say to your soulmates teammates when you haven't even met your soulmate? Before anyone could say anything else though, the doors opened again, reveling a blonde haired beauty.

He looked around the room before his eyes landed on yours, a smile breaking out on his face.

“Hi” he spoke. “Hi” you answered, a smile now making its way onto your face. he made his way up to you, unsurely sticking out his hand for you to shake.

“I’m William, its.. its really nice to meet you” he spoke softly, seeming a bit nervous too. You shook his slightly clammy hand, not minding it at all. His grip was somewhat rough, like he didn't want to let you go. yet it was also soft, you might even say it was loving.

“I’m Y/N, its nice to meet you too” you answered, laughing lightly at the weird situation. He repeated your name to himself in a whisper. “thats a really pretty name” He looked down at your wrist to see the red lily. “I really do like lilys”

A blush once again made its way to your face. You let go of each others hands, but you immediately wanted to touch him again. You didn't really say anything for a few seconds, just looking at each other. Eventually though, William started giggling. He probably didn't know what to do in this situation either. “can I hug you?” he asked. You didn't really answer, you just wrapped your arms around him and help him tightly. It wasn't awkward anymore, it wasn't weird. It was right, it felt right. It felt like you'd been waiting your entire life for this, just to hold him close.

William introduced you to the team, all while keeping an arm around your waist. He then insisted on taking you out for dinner, which you complied to after convincing him it couldn't be a fancy place. you were after all in jeans and a hoodie.

About 30 minutes later, you were sat in a booth at a nice bbq place not far from your campus. He told you about the places he grew up in, including Sweden. in return you told him about your family and Connecticut, and though your life could in no way compare to his, he seemed so genuinely interested that you kept talking. he had a way with you, he got you to open up in a way thats never happened before. you're not normally extremely shy, but you're also not the center of attention kind of person. with William though, it seemed as if everything came rushing out of you. every story you’ve always wanted to tell, every joke you've been too afraid to make. and he seemed to love it.

William had bought you a red rose on your way there, it was beautiful. you’d never really cared too much for roses, but right now you couldn't help but adore the cliché flower from Prince Charming. in that moment you decided that it was your favorite flower, only to now realize you still didn't know what was etched into the skin of Williams wrist. you gently took his hand and lifted the fabric of his shirt. I guess I really do have a favorite flower now.

i gotta be honest I didn't really like this part that much but I realized I don't know what to put in this part so here ya go

this was the last part, however Ive realized I kinda like writing so if I come up with ideas I might post something here and there. thank you all for the feedback I got from the first part! it really meant a lot 💕💕

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maaaads can i ask for all of them w asagao!dan? (minus champagne cause y'know, he'd technically be a teenager here)

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?i really wanna say that hes more of a summer boi tbh? he wouldnt mind winter, its really just the facts that putting on so much clothing can be annoying plus with the crazy hair during winter when it gets all static and stuff? yeah thats a pain (plus during summer he can. wear ponytails so!!)

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?he tries to be as honest as possible. sometimes theres little white lies to protect friends feelings if they are required in the moment, but usually hes very honest and straightforward with things tho

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?oh, space for sure. first of all, dan thinks space is amazing. second, hes afraid of big bodies of water and sharks so. yyyyeah

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?hes not. super willing tbh? he will if he absolutely has to, but more often than not hes happy to just be a follower in most cases. unless its. something hes very passionate about, like music or such, then hes more likely to take charge of things

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?i mean. he has his issues tbh? but hes not like. completely broken. he is an emotional man i can give him that, but in a really good way. mentally, well.. he struggles with some things more than most people, but then again, dont we all

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?i. really wanna say unicorns to this tbh lol

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?oh im sure. some examples that come to mind would be saying something to a friend that he regretted or having like a really bad breakup or something similar. nothing too drastic tbh, but something along those lines

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?nah. like, not really at all. he does his best and knows his limits and doesnt push them too hard unless its. something he really cares about, so if anything its usually others being envious about dan and his work ethics tho?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?well. technically not a coward, but in fight or flight situations he would definitely choose to flight as he tries to avoid confrontation as much as possible? if this is not like. physical confrontation related, i’d say he can be very courageous tho? like stepping on a stage to perform or sing in front of a crow and whatnot. that he can do without a doubt and not be afraid of it tho

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?it depends? who hes talking to and what about mostly? he can be very blunt, mostly for comedic purposes tho, so i guess he beats around the bush more often? i mean dan says things fairly straight, but not in a blunt way? does that make sense??

currant: what's something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?mmmmmm is there. really such a thing?? like apart from obvious stuff like inconsiderate assholes and just generally unpleasant people and stuff? mmm probably like. most fast foods? i mean also kinda not as he doesnt care if you consume that stuff, just really dont force him to eat it and hes good? idk dan likes. pretty much everything as long as its not harmful to anyone so like. yeah

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?oh, VERY. extremely passionate and he loves to share those things with his friends cause he wants everyone to be able to experience them and yeah

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?sssskittleeeees. he consumes them like. ALL the damn time. which is probably bad but also he doesnt care tbh

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?..my instant first thought was ‘what do unicorns smell like’ so mmm. something slightly sweet maybe? i high key wanna say vanilla but idk?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?welp for starters im sure dan has like. songs he associates with each of his friends and such. as for objects, he absolutely treasures any gifts he ever gets, and then theres. the game grumps club jackets woo ~

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?i wanna saaaaay he prefers to actually be awake during the day more? he can be a very sleepy boi and has more energy during the night to take care of things so yeah. plus hes. relatively loud so its much easier for him during the day time when people arent constantly yelling at him to shut up when they want to sleep tbh

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?oh, a LOT. dan isnt a hating type at all, like you have to pretty ruthlessly fuck up something really major for him to hate on you, and even then hes. pretty fast to try to forgive and forget and patch things up honestly? hes not one to hold grudges at all

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?i mean. personally not much as he doesnt really have those kind of things? and even if he does, dan is pretty open to talk about his life and stuff thats happened, even if for nothing else than to share things with others to show that hey shit can be fucked up but you’ll survive and come through as a stronger person, you know? as for others, yeah if you tell him you dont like certain topics around them hes completely down to not bring them up for you and thats really that - hes not gonna question you or tease you about it or anything like that. dan just gonna take it as it is and be cool with it

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?he can get very physically affectionate tbh. a lot of hugs and cuddles and hand holding. hes very much into sneaking little kisses on your face if your close enough. if youre not down with pda or are a friend or family, then its using words to tell you how much he likes and cares for you, and getting gifts to people of things he knows you like and stuff that makes him think about you when hes picking it out

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?bbbbllluuuuue. like, a soft shade of blue. not like baby blue, but. blue. cause its his favorite color and i mean maybe this is a personal thing, but to me blue has never been a “cold” color, and knowing what kind of a soft warm personality dan is. yeah

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don't deserve it?he knows his self-worth, thats for sure. tho hes. really bad at taking care of himself if he has a lot to work on, especially when it comes to thinks hes passionate about? like if dan is in a creating mode its really hard to get him to sit down and chill out even for a hot moment, but outside of that he takes pretty good care of himself - doesnt put himself in situations he doesnt like and that get him stressed, actually eats pretty well and gets a decent amount of sleep too, spends time with friends and whatnot

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?mostly he would tell his younger self that things are going to be alright and get better, no matter how things seems to look like now (see ‘danny dont you know’ for example lol)

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they're thrust into?hes pretty fast to adapt to new things, honestly. he gets along with people really well as long as they arent straight up assholes, and he loves to get to know new people and places all the time so being thrown into new stuff isnt scary or uncomfortable to him pretty much at all

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?oh he doesnt really care one way or another tbh. hes a tall boi with a crazy hair, its already hard enough for him to find fitting clothes and keep his hair in some sort of order, he doesnt need to stress about anything else lol. as for others, he doesnt really care either as long as. you dont smell awful tbh. hygiene is the one thing that he cares about honestly

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?hes an optimist for sure. sure like everyone he has low days, but even then hes trying to keep the outlook on life as positive as possible, no matter what

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?..i just high key wanna say to visit his grandma cause we all know how much he loves her mmmm. probably some other places too, but as far as im concerned, dan is just mostly content being anywhere he is or going or anything as long as he has people he loves around him tho

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?a stable music career tbh. and/or having people he cares about and who care for him around him

black: does your muse have a 'bucket list?' list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.im sure he does, dan is the kind of a person who would like to have some kind of goals in mind for life mmm. well, again with the music career tbh cause thats. kinda obvious. he probably would want to visit as many places in the world too. have like so many dogs. know that he has made someone happy in their day to day life, no matter in what way or who they are. stuff like that ~

colorful headcanons ~

#asagao!dan #this got loooooong oops #tho i mean. you asked for all of them so yeah lol #i left out champagne and coral cause obviously but other than that i tried!#for once my six years of grump knowledge can be used for something LOL #blue-bismuth #thank you for asking! <3

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