#liam thread; general

[cohenblake]

𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 @liamxadair

"I'm still trying to figure out how we can back and won that." Cohen stated, his attention focusing on the other as they left the home. Playing dungeons and dragons wasn't something that he'd been able to do a lot over the course of the last few months for whatever reason, but, as he was determined not to lose himself, Cohen had started attending regularly again. "I was sure they were going to win overall for the night, honestly. They're a tough team to beat." he admitted, placing his hands in his pockets. "Thanks for showing me that last move a few weeks ago. I don't think I would've won it for us if it wasn't for that."

[josiahhuddington]

Josiah wasn't one that liked to sound cocky, nor was he one that liked to give in when other people tried to do it either, but in this particular instance the other wasn't wrong. Josiah had learned early on that he was an important asset to the town, and whether that was to everyone or just to Sheriff Peterson was still a question; he just didn't care enough to know the answer. "I'd likely be the one fishing you out, man, so I think you have a point, let's refrain." he laughed, shaking his head. "My life would be boring if there was no chaos." The truth that was in that statement though. @liamxadair

THE END

"I'll be sure not to test your limits, then," he said with a low chuckle escaping his lips. "I'm just getting settled and I can't be run out of town as the guy who took out Josiah." He continued to tease, "I think I'd end up in the ocean." Liam laughed once more, matching the other's walking pace. "Snow is pretty until it's not." His head said with a small nod of his head, "Funny how weather can stick with us like that," he continued, "one bad shift and it shapes how you feel about a whole ass season." Liam chuckled, "But that's just chaos leaving an impression, am I right?" @josiahhuddington

[auraisereigh]

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[utilitycaster]

to me i feel like the hells were meant for a campaign more like cr2, which i feel like that's been discussed before even on your blog? like idk orym and braius were the only characters who actually fit this campaign, maybe imogen for obvious reasons. but laudna, fearne, ashton, chetney all felt like they belonged in a lower stakes, more personal campaign

Yes, I have talked about this extensively: honestly, either a Campaign 1 or Campaign 2 structure would have served them better. For what it's worth I feel like everyone other than Laudna managed to make something of it - Fearne and Chetney frankly did a lot of work to explore their concepts, it was just never rewarded or frankly in many cases revisited in any way (again, consequences do not mean punishment; they quite literally just mean that one's actions lead to results that follow from said actions), and while I ended up not caring much for Ashton as a character, I actually think Taliesin played them with a strong logical throughline. But it is true that the plot really, in the end, served none of them, not even Orym or Imogen (Braius it kind of did, but he was developed so late in the game that he was designed around its flaws). There was just never space to really explore the dark fairytale Ashley talked about early on; Tuyen and that other toymaker back in Marquet were never revisited nor was Ruidus's impact on Chetney nor was there an appearance of Doreo, and even Drixlich and the offers to the pirates vanished (side note but Travis is perhaps actual play's best plot thread generator and I think it's telling that he kind of gave up on that eventually because it never fucking went anywhere, after two campaigns where it consistently did). When it comes to Imogen I am reminded of the possibly apocryphal theater review for King Lear that went "the lead actor played the king as though he momentarily expected someone to play the ace;" she was a great concept but at no point inhabited her decisions meaningfully on the rare occasions she made them. Orym was never really given the opportunities Caleb had to explore grief and while I personally am okay with his deal with Morri being canceled, it plus the whole Vax thing really feel like a thumbing of the nose at Liam's RP choices across the decade. Ashton's temporary growth and then regression honestly feel very real, just deeply unsympathetic, though the ending of the story where nothing about the All Minds Burn or his talk with Shady Sally or the titans or the Hishari came up and the genuinely great moment of sacrifice turned into another "and then Essek fixes it for you" was narratively empty. But the more I think about it, the more this was largely a failure of Matt to tell a different kind of story with any measure of success. I think this campaign in many ways played hard to Matt, Marisha, and Laura's weaknesses in particular (and a little bit of Liam's if I'm being honest in the end) whereas the others embraced their strengths, and this is what happened; the rest of the cast kind of made the most of it.

[in-a-spring-way]

After the gunshots, the smashed radio, and relieved hugs in the empty hospital, Liam had said, “Let’s go,” and Theo followed wordlessly.

The wetness in his eyes stuck around. He didn’t care to wipe them; the dam could crumble if he did. There was some kind of fragility to Theo in that moment despite his strength, endurance, history, and everything else. Despite, despite, despite. He couldn’t even be frustrated at himself because of it. Something heavy covered his mind, threads of sorrow and grief sewn into a blanket of numbness. It almost scared him, feeling like that. Distress tied a knot against his sternum. Instinctual masking—a skill ingrained too strongly to abandon now—kept his hands from shaking, kept his heart from racing, but it didn’t feel like enough. Echoes of phantom pain crept up his forearms as if the black veins were still there. They weren’t. He kept glancing at the skin anyway, following the stretch down from his hands which somehow sat relaxed against his steering wheel.

Theo didn’t remember the drive to the school; he parked his truck mechanically, auto-pilot keeping his body moving when his mind wasn’t following along. It was concerning. There was safety in awareness, and yet he started missing everything.

He didn’t notice Liam’s gaze until a moment too late for it to seem natural. A foot already over the blacktop, Liam paused halfway in his attempt to climb out.

“Let’s go,” he repeated, and Theo didn’t follow. Instead, his eyes flicked away.

When he found his voice, it still sounded as stilted as it had when he spoke to Gabe. “You go ahead.” Liam’s pack—Scott’s pack—were surely waiting inside, and Theo had enough sense to know that the pardon they’d briefly granted him for the sake of a war wouldn’t last. It would be a pack reunion, a celebration, and Theo already felt disconnected enough without standing on the sidelines for their touching moment.

Liam stayed silent for a few beats. In the quiet, Theo glanced over to be met with an unreadable expression. Maybe he could’ve figured it out if he tried harder. He didn’t, instead waiting until Liam spoke. Almost abrasive, almost cold, but not quite there: “Are you leaving?”

Whether he meant the parking lot or Beacon Hills in general, Theo wasn’t sure. Either way, he answered honestly. “I don’t know.” Why would he stay, yet where would he go? The internal back-and-forth wasn’t unfamiliar.

Liam pressed his lips into a line then, looking at the school before turning to him again. After seeming to debate himself for a moment, he asked, “Are you okay?”

It caught Theo a little off-guard. Before he could try to think of any real answer to give, though, a response came out automatically. “I’m fine.” His steady heart concealed the lie, of course, but his low tone betrayed it. Still, he vaguely remembered digging the bullet out of his own shoulder at the hospital; physically, he was fine. That was what really mattered anyway. “Are you?”

Liam nodded dismissively, eyes somewhere else. “Fine.” Then, “Tired.”

With a slow nod back—even though Liam didn’t see it—Theo said, “Makes sense. You went through a lot.” Too soft. There was a hum in response. “…you should get in there before they think something bad happened.”

That seemed to wake Liam up, as if he’d forgotten where he was. “Right—“ He finished climbing out of the passenger’s seat, holding onto the edge of the door instead of closing it. A moment of hesitation followed before, “I need a ride home.”

A family full of people able to drive Liam home stood in that building and they both knew that. Part of Theo didn’t want to see any of them, including Liam, ever again. Another part couldn’t say no to their requests, as if that would ever mean anything. The same part always won out. “Yeah, I’ll drive you, Liam,” he said, quiet and knowing.

Letting out a breath, Liam nodded. “Okay.”

[gen-d-vap]

you there! do you like monster prom?

c'mere...come a little closer...

✨i made a discord server!!✨

Spooky High ~ 20+ unofficial Monster Prom server for gamers, artists, writers, and more!

this series has recently taken over my brain, so what better to do than embrace my inner liam and create a discord server (you can't tell me he wouldn't do that). safe, chill zone for brainrotting, rp, gaming, streaming, and sharing fandom creations together!

there are channels for bouncing ideas around, sharing fics and art, and plenty of space for general discussion and antics. there are separate categories per game, so if you want to avoid spoilers or don't have an interest in certain games from the saga, you can avoid them!

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writers, artists, and casual gamers are all welcome!

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roles to get pinged about your fav characters

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[marcussour]

C3E115 random thoughts and bits

That stream with Matt, Liam, Iffy and Emily sounds really fun

Nice reminder that many of the ruidian population were on their way to the Bloody Bridge while Vox Machina and the rest of the exandrian armies were attacking it

Fjord's nipples, serious business

"Motherfucker, I don't even know you"

Love the change of disposition in Caduceus the moment the Hells told the Nein that some of the gods, including the Arch Heart, wanted to go away

"Do you want to fight a snowman?"

"Does it ever blow your mind that you're travelling with Chetney Pock O'pea?"

I sometimes wonder if the c-poppers and all of that always existed, or are a result of Nana Morri's intervention. Like, don't know if she can alter the past, but maybe her tinkering with the threads of fate made some kind of cascade effect.

Grappling Guns Assault!

"What's a jet, Jester?"

Stop eating the slime

Chisel on the flesh guy, tattoo equipment on the stone guy

"we were never meant to be important", oh Laudna, sweetie

Orym's pride in Imogen's growth was a nice thing to see

Yasha's marriage counceling hour was amazing

"Seeming, seeming everywhere"

"That's a good reason to adopt kids: the death of an old, rich, very powerful wizard"

CHAFFON

"When the moment comes, do what feels kind"

DORYM!

Oh no, Braius (also, God dammit Sam)

"I would do any fucking stupid thing you would ever be down for", see, that's love

Oh no, Braius (also, God dammit Sam) X2

Unwarranted was the right choice for words. That whole Liliana whiplash after the whole calm before the storm.

Also, motherfucking Ludinus man. He went right ahead and absorved Lilliana through the funnel. My best guess is that is a desperate attempt to get some Ruidusborn power or something in order for him to awaken and absorb Predathos.

Also going with the Mighty Nein after the break and leaving us hanging with whatever happened with Bells Hells. Devious.

As someone who hasn't watched C2 still (only 1 and 3 so far, plus the many EXU), but has gotten a somewhat pretty good picture of how the M9 operates -kinda impossible to not being spoiled and having like a general picture of what happened in the campaign-, I do have to say, I love being able to spend time with them through this, and also, never felt lost or anything regarding the events of C2 and how they've been operating in this stretch of the campaign. Looking forward to finally watch C2 eventually.

7 rounds to ascend the cable? damn

Sam doing shocking grasp on the cable just to fuck out with Marisha

They rolled really bad traversing through the cable

Hilarious that Laura wanted to say giant beetle, but instead said "Dire", and now I want to see what a dire beetle looks like. Also Caduceusbeetle.

I wish they had given Robbie a character to be with the Mighty Nein on the table

I love the subtitles team and the work they do, but they got the song wrong, it wasn't Dee-Lite's "Groove is in the Heart" that Travis and Sam were singing, it was Black Box's "Everybody Everybody"

"Looks like the world's kind on me today" - Gaz Tomo, the myth, the legend

[cyrokin444]

Liam!

Here's Liam Peddington, he's an extraverted, neurodivergent and socially unskilled kid... and he's quite a genuine and generous fellow. He's also quite creative, no matter what he might tell you. His family sucks a lot though.

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The young cat, now flustered, hesitantly reached out one large, bony orange handpaw to shake, as if nervous to touch a member of the opposite sex. Sarah took the initiative and shook his paw, beaming. "We're glad you came." "Uh... thanks." The tabby cleared his throat. "My name is... Liam. Liam Peddington." Boy, if that didn't sound like an uptown name, Felix didn't know what did. It was certainly not the sort of name he'd expected from such a skinny, shabby-looking fellow. Shabby, with the exception of his perfectly-shined brown shoes, which stood out against his otherwise thread-battered and ill-fitting attire. Felix half-wondered who'd bought him such snappy kicks.

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NAME: Liam Peddington SPECIES: Domestic Cat/Maine Coon Cat AGE: 14-15 HEIGHT: 5'6" WEIGHT: 95lbs BIRTHDAY: February 10, 1942 MBTI: ESFP-A LIKES: friends, comics, monster movies, storytelling, sweets DISLIKES: jerks, hunger, being jealous, high society, being treated like a little kid

QUIRKS: -Always moving, can't sit still. -Prim and proper at home, sloppy and obnoxious around friends. -Talks too much, usually about his nerdy hobbies. -Always eating, especially sweets; somehow under 100 pounds. -Rolls his pants cuffs way high. -Sloppily-tied shoelaces because he doesn't know how. -Personal space? What's that? -Pulls his ear. -Total clutz.

[someoneoffthestreet]

I've been listening to cr1 lately- I've just gotten to the group's rescue of Kima, and she said something to Tiberius that gave me pause:

"It's good to see that your scale of color does not belie your intent."

This reminded me that Tiberius later has a racially charged moment with a metallic dragonborn, and brushes it off as "old prejudices" or something like that. And- in the light of cr3 and this sudden argument that The Gods Are Bad and Have Always Been Bad, I mean, there's your foot in the door right there! The racism present in the Platinum Dragon as a result of the endless war between Bahamut and Tiamat, and how the bickering of the gods has had tangible effects on mortals. But it never comes up- even when Braius, a former follower of Bahamut, joins the group, it's never mentioned by anybody. Now maybe Matt and co. decided that wasn't a thread they were interested in dealing with or equipped to, and that's fine, that's their right. But then episode one of Divergence comes out and it's right there, right front and center- I even saw people commenting that they had forgotten about the racial tension between the two factions, and suddenly the idea that the cast just didn't want to deal with it has to contend with Liam and Matt at that table, with Liam making the purposeful choice to be a dragonborn to showcase the issue, even briefly. I dunno, to me, it's just another point to BH's general incurious nature and their ignorance and disinterest in the world around them.

It also leads me down a more speculative path that maybe things had been improving between the dragonborn over the past 800 years, but now that Bahamut and Tiamat are back on Exandria, things will worsen again.

[akirasstories]

hi, bestie! can i ask for 3, 6 and 8? if it’s not too much 🥺

hii! no, ofc not! thank you for asking 🫶✨

wil post is here

A Liam Dunbar Story

okay, so this one is something that is very dear to me bc liam is such a comfort character to me (anger issues and all). i kinda wanted to think about how liam grew up bc we don't know much about his childhood, real dad or family in general. i have this hc that liam has an anxious attachment style bc he was really worried about scott leaving and clearly down bad when hayden had left. besides that, i think liam's ied is something really inetersting to look at! so this wip just kinda shows liam in different life stages. there's no thiam and it's all based on my own perception of liam! i made a thread about him on twt, the link is here.

this is still a wip bc i'm still figuring out some details even tho it's mainly done (i also started working on a jenna dunbar story, which yeah, is more like an oc of me, but hey, im an adult i can write whatever the heck i want lol)

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Liam has always been told that he’s too much.

Too loud. Too angry. Too explosive.

It’s been that way since he was little, long before the wolf got into his blood. Before fangs and claws, before supernatural control was ever something he had to fight for—he was already fighting himself.

It’s exhausting.

Carrying around that much fire, never knowing when it’s going to spill out and burn everything down.

1. It Starts Young

Jenna always said he was just passionate.

That’s how she framed it when teachers sent home notes about his temper, when he cried over the smallest things, when he screamed because someone broke his favorite toy.

"He's not bad," she'd say, firm, even when Liam saw how exhausted she was. "He just feels things more."

But that never made it easier.

Because no matter what his mom said, Liam knew what people thought.

They saw his anger before they saw him.

They saw his tantrums, his outbursts, his inability to control his emotions, and they whispered about what a difficult child he was.

But they never saw how much he tried.

They never saw how hard he fought to hold it in, to stay quiet, to be good.

His father never saw it either.

Or maybe he did and just didn’t care.

Sexy Dagger

as i mentioned in a previous post, this is just pure crack with a very drunk liam who is not aware theo is actually also his theo

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Then Liam, blissfully unaware of the emotional crisis he’d just triggered, grinned and leaned in like he was about to share the world’s greatest secret.

“And he’s so good in bed,” Liam added conspiratorially, as if Theo didn’t already know this. “Like, amazing. I mean, I don’t wanna brag, but...”He trailed off, waggling his eyebrows in what he probably thought was subtle but just looked like an exaggerated attempt at sending some kind of drunken Morse code.

Theo rolled his eyes, his cheeks heating despite himself. “Got it, Dunbar. Your boyfriend’s a god among men.”

“Oh, he is,” Liam insisted, grabbing Theo’s arm for emphasis, his expression deadly serious. “And I love him. Like, so much.” He exhaled dreamily, then announced with great importance, “I’m gonna marry him, you know.”

Theo’s heart did something annoyingly soft at that. “You’re gonna marry him, huh?”

“Yup!” Liam nodded with so much enthusiasm he nearly launched himself off the curb. “So you shouldn’t be getting any ideas, okay? ‘Cause you’re nice. Super nice. But my boyfriend? He’s my soulmate.”

Theo stared at him, caught between laughing and kissing the idiot senseless. “Noted. No ideas.”

can't tell what's real (only your skin on mine)

alright, as i actually am still working very hard on this (i am a liar i have literally almost nothing but i promise i WILL start working on it once march is over and i have more free time) i don't have much more snippets to share other than this:

here's another snippet

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“Someone—?” Liam’s breath hitched, rage and fear twisting in his chest. “You’re not—disposable, Theo!”

Theo’s eyes darkened, his smirk twisting into something bitter. “Aren’t I? Because you sure as hell only call me when you need me.”

The words hit like claws to the chest.

Liam took a step back, jaw clenching. “That’s not—”

“Don’t lie to me,” Theo hissed, stepping forward, his voice low and dangerous. “I know what this is, Dunbar. You use me. I’m the monster you can’t get rid of but can’t stop fucking.”

Liam snapped, shoving Theo back hard enough to make him stumble.

BUT i can share some stuff that will be part of the story:

liam & theo are switches bc i said so

liam feels A LOT, he just doesn't know how to deal with it

scott is a good alpha

theo is an emotionally repressed mess who is yearning and pining after liam like the loser he is (don't worry, istill love you, theo "simp" raeken)

mason is the best and most wonderful best friend (morey is also just very very cute & healthy)

hayden comes back to town

liam really goes through a tough time. the whole pack needs therapy but liam needs it ASAP (no liam, fcking your former enemy is NOT a form of therapy)

[7upslut]

#4 emails part 2

I just wanted to share some emails sent back and forth about my fic Sense of a Foreshortened Future because I need inspiration to start writing it again. In these emails it's referred to as #4 because it was the fourth Thiam fic I ever started writing. I will do my best to remove what I think is spoilers.

Dear friend,

I hope this email finds you well. Hell, I hope it finds you at all.

As you know, I've been thinking of adding a prologue to Sense of a Foreshortened Future. I think it would benefit one of the overarching plot thread of hunters following Liam and Theo for a few of the labs.

This prologue would be short (2/3k perhaps) and would not be required reading to understand the main part of the story. It would follow one of the people who were hired by a group of Spoilera to find the lab. This lab in particular would contain a map (assumed to be the one Theo mentioned he tried to memorize) that gives general locations for labs and this person would give the map, and a few other things, to the group of hunters.

I'm planning to start planting people from that group of hunters around Liam and have him take note of them briefly. If there is already a description of the hunters and their motivations then the audience could connect what was happening before Liam (given that they read the prologue- once again I'll make it clear that it's not required reading and it should still make perfect since without the inclusion of the prologue).

Even if I don't post it or have it on the main doc I think I'll still be writing it. The chapter would help me solidify some of the people trailing the pack as well as help me keep track of their lore and motivations.

Plot point I'm planning so don't read if you don't want to know.

This group of hunters will become more and more important (even if I don't mention them every chapter) because during chapter 5 I'm planning to have Liam run into one of them and that is what makes the hunters realize that Liam and Theo would lead them to the main lab that they want (the one in Portland because on of the documents they would have been given details a tracking device the Doctors were building to search for any and all supernatural creatures) which they wouldn't have been able to find because even though they have the location they don't know how to find the entrance (much like the other labs)

At some point they would also get ahold of the journal Liam has and would use this to their advantage when they confront Liam and Theo at the Portland (this may turn into Olympia) lab.

End of potential spoilers.

Because I'm planning to write it anyway I'll add you to the doc once it's done and we'll go from there. Really I think it would just add more context and the hunters being at the Spoiler lab wouldn't be some big shocker and I wouldn't have to do this huge evil villain monologue (just a little one) from the hunters.

From underneath a kitchen counter, seven

[callsign-rogueone]

Hi! I was wondering if one of my favorite authors had any new thoughts or theories on the new book know that we have a title in place?

I personally hope with the title we will get more xaden contain through dual povs throughout vs not just at the end!

howdy!! my first thoughts were just internal screaming tbh. I’m very excited. I pre-ordered both versions already. I’m locked in.

some of my (many) questions / worries / thoughts (more to come later probably)

onyx = his eyes, storm = her lightning… probably

I really hope we get more Xaden pov! I think we will, as the “special edition” doesn’t mention bonus chapters in his pov like the fourth wing special edition did. but it would be so sad to watch his thoughts slowly turn evil and watch him deteriorate 😭

are we picking back up right where we left off? if we are, my bet for the opening scene or somewhere in the first few chapters is gonna be the three siblings going through their mom’s office / burning her stuff 🥺

how fast does one “turn” after they become venin? like how long do we have to save him? he seems to be cognizant and “himself” right now, but what has to happen for him to slip and lose that control? is it only a matter of time, or is he gonna be okay if he just doesn’t pull from the earth again?

like, Jack touched Dain and he immediately broke down in pain and left dead gray handprints on his skin. how long until X starts doing that too, and he can’t hold Violet anymore? and is Dain okay? is he scarred for life now, or did it go away after a while? 🥺

speaking of Dain… what’s the deal with his dad? I don’t trust that guy literally at all. I would love to see Dain stand up to him more and stop being the perfect obedient and trusting son and give his old man the what for, like a real face to face confrontation and demand answers. I want him to be as ruthless with his dad as Brennan was with their mom (only Mr. Aetos truly deserves it)

and in general I want more of Dain’s redemption arc! but that’s just me, I know other people don’t like him as much as I do (which is a lot, so…)

we can’t forget poor Sgaeyl… I hope we see more of her relationship with Violet in this one, if Xaden is truly detached from his dragon now (how does that work?) she can’t be away from Tairn, anyway, so…

also… there are so many people who might not have survived the battle… :( we know the first years and Vi and Brennan are safe, because they were there fixing the ward stone, and I’m pretty sure sawyer made it through, but everyone else…? though I’m not too worried about that, it think it would be really cheap of her to be like, oh by the way, ____ died. I’d never forgive her lol

speaking of dead people, are we getting more Liam in this book again? I couldn’t handle it… but there’s a group of people on Reddit who are very convinced that Vi can see dead people as her signet from Andarna, which I don’t really believe (they disconnected her from Tairn at the time, so she probably couldn’t reach Andarna’s power either. and side note: think of how fucking haunted Basgiath must be. half the class dies before they can graduate, and it’s been there for hundreds of years presumably.)

that’s all I have for now. I’m sure I’ll reblog this later to add more / make this a kindof thoughts thread, but I’m always down to theorize with y’all in my inbox too! 🖤⛈

[angelasscribbles]

Savage Love Chapter 36: Lost and Found

Series: Savage Love

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Riley x Liam, Riley x Drake

Rating: R         

Warnings: Mature themes

Word Count: 1,982

My other stuff: Master List.

Leo

The world spun as I struggled to put the pieces together. The woman sitting in front of me wasn’t Cora Illiopolis, she was Helena Rys née Samaras and she was my mother.

Or at least she had given birth to me. Eleanor had raised me. I had lost my mother when she was murdered just as much as Liam had. Eleanor had brought love, warmth, and laughter into the cold, sterile world I had existed in with Constantine. She had given me a brother and she had loved me as if I were her actual son.

Helena was barely a memory. A scandal. An unfortunate footnote in the history of the Rys family.

But the framed photo in my hand contradicted everything I had been told about her.

“You were the lady in the park?” It felt like a stupid question. Clearly, she was. I had the photographic evidence in my hand. I had my own fucking memories. They might be decades old, but I remembered her. I remembered her laughter, her smile, and how kind she always was to me.

“Yes,” she seemed sad as she recalled, “Eleanor was generous enough to meet with me secretly so I could see you on a regular basis, even if I couldn’t tell you who I really was.”

“Why?” I demanded as I struggled to keep my emotions under control, “Why did it have to be a secret?”

Her gaze darted from my face to Liv’s as if searching for some backup. She looked stricken as she stumbled over her answer, “Because…ah..your father…I don’t know if you realize….it wasn’t my choice….he….I wasn’t supposed to….I shouldn’t have even been in Cordonia, but Eleanor, she….she saw that it wasn’t right….”

Nausea flooded over me in a rush as the truth hit me. She hadn’t abandoned me, she had been forced out. So many things from my past snapped into place, this one crucial piece of missing information making it all make sense. My father’s over-protectiveness, his close scrutiny of guest lists, the vetting of my mail, more so than his own, or even Liam’s. As if he were trying to keep the world away from me. Not the whole world, apparently. Just my mother.

Liv’s hand on my shoulder shook me back to the present. “I’m sorry,” I managed, “I need a minute.”

“Of course-“ Helena said more, but I didn’t hear it. I jolted out of my seat and straight out the front door.

“Leo!” Liv threw a quick apology to Helena before chasing after me. “Are you okay?”

“I….” I was bent over, hands on my knees, gasping for air. I had just been delivered the shock of a lifetime, and I felt like a fool. I should have known.

Constantine Rys was nothing if not controlling, manipulative, and vengeful. That man could hold a grudge like no one else I’ve ever met, and he did not brook disagreements, insubordination, or independent thought.

Of fucking course he had banished my mother after the divorce. Cordonian law ensured the crown had primary custody, but no, that wouldn’t have been enough for the old man. He would have wanted to make her pay for the sin of leaving him. For the embarrassment. And so what if it wrecked emotional devastation on his son?

My entire childhood had been spent wondering why my own mother didn’t want me. I shook my head as Liv’s hand landed on my back. I looked up at her from my bent-over position, angry tears in my eyes, “That fucking bastard!”

“Oh, Leo…”

I straightened up and pulled her to me, drawing her into my body and crushing her against me as if the tightness of my embrace could shield us both from the cruelty and capriciousness of the world. “I promise I will never turn into my father!” I sobbed into her hair.

“I know,” her voice was soft and soothing as her fingers threaded through my hair, “I love you, Leo. You’re nothing like him.”

“I love you so much, Livvie,” I sniffled as I finally managed to wrest my emotions into order, “I don’t deserve you. Are you sure you don’t want to find someone with less baggage?”

“Hush,” she scoffed, “We have matching baggage. There’s no one out there better than you. Not for me.”

I pulled away and wiped at my face, “Thanks. We should…we should go back in.”

Helena was coming out of the kitchen as we entered the living room, “I cleaned up the tea, I wasn’t sure if you were coming back...”

I strode quickly across the room and engulfed her in my arms, hugging her just as tightly as I’d hugged Liv, “I’m so sorry for what he did to you. I didn’t know….I would have looked for you sooner!”

She dissolved into tears in my arms, “It wasn’t your fault! You didn’t know. How could you? I’m sorry, Leo! I should have tried harder, I should have-“

“You couldn’t fight a literal king and the entire King’s Guard. I get that.”

“I was going to contact you once you became king-“

I laughed as I released her, “I’m here now and I won’t lose you again, you can count on that!”

“I’m sorry I had to go into hiding, I had to protect Lena…”

“Right,” I had all but forgotten the thing that had brought us here, “Lena. How did that happen? How did you end up with her?”

“I was only supposed to take care of her for a week or two while Eleanor went back to Cordonia for you and Liam. She was leaving him. We were all going to disappear together. She would have her two children, I would have mine, and we would both be free of Constantine. But she never came back.”

“Yes. We know that much.” It explained why Eleanor had planned to take me too. She had been going to deliver me to my mother. What would my life have looked like if their plan had succeeded?

“Jackson thought it would be safest for the baby if she disappeared and no one ever knew she existed.”

“But why? My father is a monster, but even he wouldn’t hurt his own child. I mean, physically anyway.”

“That’s the reason she was running. The baby wasn’t his. He would have killed her if he’d known.”

Now I felt like I was going to throw up. Had he known? Was he responsible for her death? I hoped to all that was holy he had not been, for Liam’s sake. That just might break him.

“Who was the father? Do you know?”

“Yes. It was Jackson Walker.”

Riley

Sigrid excused herself to go and mingle. I had no choice but to let her. I couldn’t seem too eager. People like her could sniff desperation a mile away. Besides, I wasn’t desperate. I was so close I could taste it.

Taking down the Cordonian branch was no longer good enough. Not when I had the entire European division within my grasp.

We could take down the local organization and they would have a stranglehold again within five years. Cutting off a tentacle wasn’t enough, we needed to take the head.

Bringing down the entire Via Imperii would be quite the feat for a GIA agent. It would fast-track my career into upper management and ensure me any assignment I wanted.

That’s what I told myself anyway. That it was all about the feather in my cap. The professional prestige, and that it had nothing to do with the fact that as long as the Via Imperii had a foothold anywhere in Europe, the future king of Cordonian would be in danger.

The moment Leo’s abdication was officially announced, Liam would receive the same offer Leo had and though I had tried to pitch the usefulness of playing along for the sake of gaining a tactical advantage, Liam had been just as steadfast as his brother in his refusal to even pretend to entertain their offer.

I understood his reasons, but Jesus fucking Christ he wasn’t making my job easy.

The social season was almost over. I was running out of time. I had been putting off submitting my report for days now because I knew the mission objective was in hand. The Corodian branch had been compromised. I knew who led it, I knew who all the members were, and I knew where their headquarters were located. After tonight, I would know if the missing Rys heir was a real threat or not.

Command was going to say there was no reason not to breach. The mission's objective was clear: Take down the Cordonian branch of the Via Imperii. That’s what we were invited here to do, and that result was well within our reach.

But it was no longer enough for me. I needed to protect my friends. I needed to protect Liam.

I just needed a little more time to worm my way further into the organization, to gain Sigrid’s trust. To find out if the estate we were standing in was the headquarters of upper leadership and if not, what was. To find out who the leader of the European division was. And if my intel was correct, the leader of the entire thing.

We could rid the planet of the whole putrid, rotting, evil cabal. And who wouldn’t want that?

Hopefully, Lena was an unwitting pawn and not an evil sibling hell-bent on taking down her brothers. Experience told me the chances of her seeing reason were slim. Power corrupts. The promise of a throne and the lure of a crown might be too much to overcome, but a girl could hope.

As we took our seats for dinner, Sigrid stood at the head of the table. Every head turned to face her. Every voice quieted in her presence. She smiled benignly, “It’s so nice to have you all here tonight. Thank you, King Eirik, for hosting us, and thank you Duke Richards and Duchess Ebrim for making the trip. As you all know, Cordonia is next on our list of…acquisitions.”

She paused as quiet laughter rounded the table.

“I heard the crown prince turned us down,” Eirik tipped his head expectantly.

Sigrid shot him a look of annoyance, “Yes, he did but he’s no longer the crown prince. It hasn’t been publicly announced yet, but Leo Rys has abdicated. Prince Liam will take his place. We anticipate a rejection from him as well however, he must pick a queen, and the two top contenders for that role are members in good standing within our ranks.” She tipped her glass of champagne toward me and Madeleine.

I inclined my head in acknowledgment as curious murmurs broke out and heads craned in our direction.

“That’s fine and well, but on the off chance that he doesn’t pick one of them….” Godfrey shot Madeleine an apologetic glance, “I don’t doubt you darling, but I have intelligence that suggests he might be considering another suitor. In that case,” he turned his attention back to Sigrid, “I have been assured we have an insurance policy.”

“Indeed, we do,” Sigrid smirked as she gestured to one of the guards near the door.

The door swung open. A figure strode through it. I quickly noted dark hair, like Liam’s, the signature Rys chin, and the same ocean blue eyes that belonged to both Leo and Constantine. But the detail that took me completely aback was that the lost heir to the Cordonian throne wasn’t Leo and Liam’s sister at all.

I didn’t know where Lena was at that moment, but she certainly wasn’t in Hidar.

Sigrid smiled lovingly at the newcomer as she announced to the room, “Allow me to introduce my cousin Constantine’s long-lost child. The one I have raised as my own son. Anton Severus Rys.”

Well, shit.  

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@meiloorun-notthefruit replied to your post “yeah, hot take, if you haven't watched the first...”:

Wait if anybody wants to respond to this i have never watched c1 and i am having the time of my life with this week's episode, what is an example of the group actually mad? im curious

​Sorry it took me a minute to respond to this! There's a pretty good writeup of the issue on r/HobbyDrama (though it does have one or two minor errors), but I'll give you the short(er) answer.

So originally, Vox Machina actually had eight members: Percy, Grog, Scanlan, Pike, Vax, Vex, Keyleth, and Tiberius Stormwind, a dragonborn sorcerer played by Orion Acaba, another voice actor who'd done work on video games and anime with the rest of the cast. For a variety of reasons, Orion rather quickly developed a nasty case of Main Character Syndrome, and frequently did things that genuinely angered the cast. A couple notable examples:

When the party fought and defeated K'Varn, a beholder, in 1x11, Orion had Tiberius exit the fight for a plan to rally a group of mindflayers to their cause (which failed), and eventually returned, landed the final killing blow on K'Varn, and generally acted like an ass about it, leading to Marisha demanding to know why he was being so rude and unpleasant.

In Vasselheim in 1x16, in order to escape from a trap, Vex had to fire a nearly-impossible shot and rolled a 35, meaning it was guaranteed to happen and was going to be an incredible moment for her, and Orion had Tiberius insert himself to "help" using Telekinesis. The entire cast yelled at him indiscriminately for it, and while Matt was able to thread the needle live on stream, the atmosphere was generally very tense.

The nadir of them all, 1x27. This one's a twofer:

I don't know if you've watched TLOVM, but the Briarwood arc had just begun at this point, and all the party really knew about the Briarwoods was that at least one of them was a vampire. (I can't remember if they knew Delilah was a human necromancer by this point.) So Tiberius goes on a HUGE shopping trip to buy—among other things—every mirror he can in Emon, and the conclusion most people have drawn, quite reasonably, is that he intended to use them to make a massive light array to just drench Whitestone in sunlight and fry all the vampires. He also tries to write his family in his hometown of Draconia to bring the Draconian army into Whitestone to take care of things for them. Both of those things are frustrating to watch in the moment, but especially so when you realize that they're attempts to essentially speedrun Percy's entire arc and make Tiberius the hero. This and the other things he was doing already took up a ton of solo time, and Travis (known hater of shopping) eventually snapped "how about you get nothing else, and we move on?"

Then, the grandaddy of them all: while the party was discussing what to do and Vex was formulating a plan, Orion announced out of bumfuck nowhere that "Tiberius is getting a half-chub". Every single person at the table was appalled, and you can feel the change in the air if you watch the scene. Travis and Taliesin are both visibly furious; Sam, Marisha, Liam, and Matt are completely taken aback; and Laura looks incredibly uncomfortable. Tiberius had never established this aspect of his character at all the way Scanlan did, and after everything else there was very little patience anyone was going to grant him.

These are just isolated moments; Orion had overall behaved rather unpleasantly on-air and did a lot of metagaming (the reason he left the K'Varn fight was that he knew what beholders were and thought Matt was out to get him), and Matt once explicitly said after Orion left that he used to cheat on his dice rolls. Going from episode 27 to 28 is such a palpable shift in tone and atmosphere, and it's unsurprising that two episodes later they would announce Orion's permanent departure.

So yeah—if you've watched those scenes, you have a much better metric for what the cast's genuine anger is actually like.

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about me!

tagged: @florxdexcerezos courtney I love and miss you xo

tagging: I feel like anyone I could tag in this is someone I probably already know these answers for, but umm you should do this and tag me

name: bridge

pronouns: she/they

most active muses: depends. a lot of my writing is affiliated with other people. like, when certain people are active, I'm here more. outside of that, it's always pretty easy to write henrik, liam, and joel

experience/how many years: 10 years writing on here, longer writing elsewhere. i started off in the d.isney space, and then comics, and then settled in with the characters I have now

fluff, angst, or smut?: solely? angst will hold my attention the most because there is more variance, but if something is solely one genre, I'll get bored pretty quickly. I need a variety. fluff and smut tend to get redundant when that's all a thread is, and replies tend to drag. it's about the epic highs and lows. <3

long or short replies?: whatever it takes to respond. it's about ending your reply where it feels right while also yes and-ing. sometimes that doesn't match what your partner writes. at the same time, sometimes you don't need to write multiple paragraphs. shorter is usually better. I try to live by the rule of edit out 10% of what you end up with

pet peeves: when someone doesn't match your energy, I guess. or you send a detailed idea only to get a couple words back as a response. or even planning a whole plot out just to have it never talked about in either writing or conversation. also, when someone doesn't sufficiently research something that they're writing about, and that's as specific as I'm willing to get on that one 😅

are you like your muse?: some of them. they have parts of me, but I hate to psychoanalyze myself. in general the themes and characters that come up a lot tend to mean a little more to me

time to write?: I mean, in theory, sure. I do write quite a bit with just my characters. also on discord in some servers. I haven't been consistent here in a while though, and I'm not sure I see that changing permanently. though, next week is the last before spring break

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8 (as unhinged as you can), 57, 58, 77

yessss im so excited

from the fanfiction ask game !

8 - Post an out-of-context spoiler from a WIP (as unhinged as I can)

hmm ok ok

George and Alex were currently bickering– no, have been bickering, for the last half an hour– the debate is something about a cuck chair? For some reason, both men are absolutely convinced one of them has to be plopped in The Chair™ while the other two fuck. Logan doesn't really understand why they can't just fuck him at the same time; its not like they haven't done that before. A while ago Logan had accidentally stumbled across George furiously jacking off Alex in the Williams motorhome. The pair fervently tried to shoo him away– which, first of all, rude; the motorhome is a shared space for both drivers– and second of all, well…  Logan may have ended up having sex with them. Both of them. At the same time.  It was messy and rushed and hardly even sex at all, but since then, the two older men have been absolutely enraptured by the young American. “Guys,” Logan tried to interrupt, “guys!” He shouted, eventually finally catching both men's attention, “what is the point of this argument at all? Couldn't I just be in the… cuck chair? If it's such a debate,” Logan grates out, overcome with embarrassment at the prospect of having to ask at all, “No–” both older men try to intervene at the same time, talking over each other. With a glare, George wins the battle and gains first speaking rights, “It just makes sense, no?,” the Brit said, his tone uneven and wonky, as if he's also embarrassed all the sudden, “Yeah, Loges, it's just the logical course of action,” Alex interrupts, gesturing with his hands “or it would be if someone wasn't being so difficult,” he says, sending a pointed look toward George. Logan could tell this was getting nowhere, and that both men were about to start arguing again, “What if you just... both have sex with me?” The youngest man states plainly; the two older men freeze, “What– did you guys not even consider that?” Logan huffs out in disbelief, “Well– we, um–” George begins, stuttering out syllable after syllable,

this is from an old logalex WIP I eventually abandoned; I was going for kind of a romantic comedy type thing but it just wasnt working out unfortunately :/ but maybe I'll finish it one day who knows

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57 - how conscious are you of including symbolism or foreshadowing in your fics?

not too much tbh it just kind of happens as I go? sometimes I'll make a comparison or foreshadow something I think might happen as the season unfolds, but its not something I pay too much attention to in the grand scheme of things lol

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58 - do you have a favorite piece of figurative language you've written?

ohhhhh this is a really good one, and I have been utilizing this a LOT in my recent works

The blanket on top of him seems to be the one he had seen thrown on the couch yesterday. It was soft– a dark navy with white threading frayed along the edges. It was obviously well loved, but it wasn't stringy or flattened; Logan clearly takes good care of it to balance out the overuse. There are loose smatterings of dog hair strewn over the surface of the fiber, embedded into the follicles, sticking out like fresh crops of black and brown grass; hints of a part of Logan's life he had never let Liam in on.

this is from my Liam/Logan fic (that I promise will be finished soon😭😭). I use a lot of figurative language in this fic specifically bcuz it's a lot more like... introspective than a lot of my other fics? but the visual of dog hair sticking out of the blanket like grass made me particularly teary and idk why😭😭 it's one of my favorite lines in the entire fic

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77 - why do you enjoy writing fanfiction?

ohhh good question. I mean obviously as a form of creative expression but I feel like writing fanfic in particular is easier for me than just writing in general; I've always had a tricky relationship with creative expression because I have a hard time being artistic through typical means. Like, I can't just pick up a pencil and draw out an idea, it just wouldn't scratch it itch in my brain? I've always had to find more obscure forms of media to express myself in a way that feels satisfying. obviously writing and drawing are the big two main categories, but I can only ever express my creativity through hyper specific means of those forms, does that make sense?

I think I enjoy writing fanfic because it's creative, but in a more obscure way? it's about characters and people and it gives me a more strict guideline to follow so i don't get stuck on the tricky creative hurdles that make me lose motivation.

but I also enjoy writing fanfic because I know other people enjoy my work! not in a selfish way, but in the way of like... I'm providing content for a fanbase that other people consume. especially for like ships like sargebon or LiLo that are kind of more obscure; it makes me happy knowing im creating content for something that has a lack of it, if that makes sense?