For a moment, imagine yourself in Mithrun's brother shoes.
Your brother - stronger, prettier, more charismatic, but also distrustful and disdainful of everyone especially you - is to be sent to the Canaries. It is the rule, it is the duty of all noble houses. But you know what goes on there, Mithrun knows what happens there. Yet you see him off, bidding a temporary farewell as you do, because someone from the House has to go and it won't be definitely you. Mithrun knows this, you know this. And you wonder, very briefly, if Mithrun hates you now more than he does already.
Your brother - powerful, agile, a good soldier just as he is as an heir, if he could only be an heir - suddenly disappears. The unit he belonged to suddenly disappeared. And you're speechless because - how? why? No one wants to answer you; they will instead try to bring back a body, they promise to you. But that is not what you want. You grieve for your brother. but your own family doesn't grieve with you. Wasn't Mithrun family too?
Then you found out: MIthrun is alive.
Your brother - now weak, despondent, his eyes always looking for something that is not here nor there - is to be sent home where people can take care of him. It is not your first choice, you want him home. But he is - sick. Not quite there. He needs someone who can look after him and you look at yourself - your gait, your constitution - and you know it can't be you. So, you follow the advice of your family and pour out all your resources to find him the best of healers and caretakers. You ask yourself, almost daily, if Mithrun would ever return to who he once was.
Your brother - strong, pretty, uninterested of anything and anyone else aside from what he calls 'the demon' - is now better. He can walk on his own now, eats without throwing up on himself. The color on his skin is back and the scars of his injuries have faded into thick bumps and discolored skin. But he still isn't quite there; still needs help and probably will for the rest of his life. And you can live with that. You can provide that. Just as long as he comes home.
But doesn't. Your brother - now a husk of his former self, and you hate thinking of him that way, but you can't help yourself, the Mithrun you knew is gone - runs straight back to the Canaries. His mission is not over, he says. He doesn't care how long it takes, he says. And you see him off, again, because someone from the House has to go and it still can't be you. Mithrun knows this, you know this, and you can't help but wish, very briefly, if things would've been different if you went instead of him.
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not to be a heathen but i know connie in ur reverb au slang dick like crayzzzz…like he beat da doonies down so bad he have bitches that don’t even eat breakfast let alone cook it (self callout era…) waking up bright and early making him eggs its insane. (also has he ever done a threesome with ony or are they not that heathenish….QTNA QTNAAA) no but seriously i love ur reverb series hope to see more out of u😘🙏🏾❤️
listen…now I ain’t one to tell my boy’s business but you are absolutely correct 😭 he is a S-L-U-T! And not in the way that he’s always chasing ass like Armin. Him and EJ are very similar in the regard that they know that dick be hitting so they can’t be handing it out all loose. (Prince Cee is however a HUGE flirt). Connie is a freak and he’s def had a couple Instagram models mad at him, posting stories and going on tangents after they realized he wasn’t cuffing them. Had ‘em straight losing their shit. And the dick be hitting ofc, but it’s the head game bitch. That nigga will tie a knot with his tongue and have you nutting back to back, just to block your number by the next day shkwgejs. He a lil too nonchalant for girls liking but if he say woof, they gone bark LMAO. Go over to his house on any given weekend and he got the baddest bitch you’ve ever seen, ass naked in the kitchen making him a five course meal and rolling his blunts. Sis wigged lifted and tilting, she walking funny…just ruining lives fr! Got them calling him papi and shit, he’s terrible. And if you thought he was bad by himself…yk Ony is a dick slanging demon too so they’re nothing but problems together. They’re some habitual shit talkers while they’re in it too so you know. All imma say is..I would love to go see the Eiffel Tower 🌚
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looking through the skins i have used for area unknown from an outsiders point of view just looks like my character is getting progressively more messed up as time has gone on
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dunno why but orion black slapping the ‘best protective spells known to wizardkind’ on grimmauld place prompts the image of him knowing sirius ran away the moment sirius made the decision. like the house wakes him up all “MASTER!! MASTER THERE IS A DISTURBANCE!!” so orion goes to sirius’ room in his snork mimimi nightshirt and makes direct eye contact with his oldest son. who is halfway through the window with his school trunk and an ancient broom orion’s quite certain he bought for himself when he turned 23. and sirius lifts his middle finger to his mouth shush and flip orion off simultaneously and orion simply turns back around and goes back to bed. because that’s fair and most importantly something to deal with when he isn’t still half drunk from his nightly nightcap.
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You fell off real bad
yet here you are with my dick ten feet down your throat. Play where it’s safe before I kill you, stupid bitch.
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