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noidsome · 7 years

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The big issue with the digimon tri movies, and why you should be pissed too.

I just finished watching the 5th digimon movie, and to put it short, i excpected nothing and im still let down. This is a big negative critique on what ive seen so far from the tri movies, but its also more of a vent for me, because theres something about these movies that really fucking grinds my gears and i feel i finally need to let that out somewhere. Look at this as a sort of....badly written analyctic rant. So far this movie, in short, was as i dreaded, 70% meiko bullshit and 20% kari...which is so fucking insulting i dont even know...but thats why im here.

Now before you assblast me with your stupid crap, please try to understand that as harsh as im writing this, im trying to look at this movie from a critical standpoint, and no im not going to put in the effort to be “nice” about it because if digimon tri can get away with half assing everything about itself, then wont bother. If you cant handle that, move on. If your interested, click the read more and we can begin this shit fest, because i think its about god damn time someone put these mediocre movies in their place.

The pacing.

I dont know about you guys, but to me it feels like these movies, or episodes, are either dragging on forever, or they rush really fast. This movie especially took its sweet ass time to give us 2 whole half an hour scenes of meiko being depressed about her shitty OC digimon, to leave the actual interesting fights and plot to 1 and a half episode, out of 4. Im sorry but i feel like ive been following this fucking story for 6 years, its so fucking slow and it drags on for fucking ever sometimes.

I do understand that its important to establish character interactions, and god damn does this fucking series need some, but sometimes it really stops the action dead in its tracks, and as much as i appriciate the movies giving each character some focus, it goes on for too long. the ending to movie 5 was....well rushed as shit.

But despite all this, its just really frustrating that half the entire series is just them standing around and TALKING...talking talking talking, exposition exposition exposition. It also feels really slow and stagnated sometimes, and the cheesy music in the background of the sad scenes dont really help much. And other times things are glossed over so fast that im standing there wondering if i missed out on something because i accedently blinked. Like how they entered the digital world, only to just suddently fall out of it immediatly after from a big digital gate just like that. Or how meiko just...SUDDENTLY appeared in the digital world with no warning or real reason. huh?? shes here now?? what?? meicoomon is still infected? what?? gennai is back with the dark masters? what where did they come from? why are they following him!? WHAT?? HUH??? HELLO???

im just….frustrated. im frustrated that i have to wait for 6+ months every a new movie comes out, only for the movie to stall for fucking ever and leave the actual OH SHIT moments to the last part, AND END ON A CLIFFHANGER. Its such fucking god damn bait to get us to watch the other movies, its almost INSULTING how incredibly obvious it is. Last movie ended with gennai fucking around and choking meiko. Then, as i saw my fat ass down in the chair, waiting for the big battle, no meicoo just...opened portals and then left with her copy paste army. Oh well so much for that.

Then the digidestined actually FALL OUT OF THE DIGITAL WORLD, and they are right back to standing around and getting chased by the cops...and then they spend THE REST OF THE EPISODES on meikos useless crying and baiting for meichi shipping material. im sorry but was that neccecary? was it neccecary to stop the entire god damn movie just so we could have tai standing there with spaghetti falling out of his pockets? and the mega evolutions for the other digimons felt really rushed too, i had hoped for more build up...but guess i get fuck alll.

The filler.

Now i do enjoy myself a little “filler” once in a while, i wont lie. and i will also not lie when i say that i really enjoyed seeing my boi tais hot nipple-less body. But, again…. DID WE NEED THE FIRST HALF BEING JUST THAT?! i swear to fucking god if you cut out all the filler content from these movies your going to get the entire series down to 5 episodes. Movie 2 was just...filler. fucking filler. i didnt have much issue with movie 3 but they just NEEDED to shove more meiko in..

movie 4 was kind of a bitch to sit trough because the whole damn “plot” made no sense. why was soras digimon the only one who was mad and while the others were just like before? why JUST her? why couldnt the others be like that too? Its just plot convenience at this point. and then it was pretty much just watching tai and matt spew spaghetti out of their pockets and be awkward because sora cant communicate with her friends like a normal person. Honestly it was a little charming at first but it got old pretty quickly…and then dark masters out of nowhere that died as fast as they came on. what a rushed little cameo for that extra nostalgia bait.

Honestly i found myself first liking the character interactions a little once the movies took a break from the action and fighting...but i much more often found myself angrily tapping my foot and going “REEEE MOVE ON.”

The god damn meiko.

Alright you all saw this one coming probably. Now let me just start by saying, i originally didnt mind meiko, or the idea of a new digitestined in the first place. Its welcoming to try and add something new to your otherwise soulless nostalgia cash grab. However we need to look at her from a critical stand point. im not trying to start a hate train, im just going to analyze her for how shes written as a character.

Im sorry to say this guys, but no matter how you look at her, shes a mary sue. Im sorry but all the tropes are there!! but why do i feel this way? heres why:

Her digimon is the sole reason for everything going to shit.

her digimon is in adult stage like gatomon just because.

essentially her digimon is “special”

all the other kids befriended her really fast just because.

everyone likes meiko and nobody seems to have a problem with her

shes the typical “uguu” shy type of girl.

her digimon OF COURSE won the costume contest in movie 2 or 3

leomon finds HER DIGIMON adorable enough to make the others run off... of course….

she cries constantly and does nothing but wine as the others hold her.

She takes up MAJORITY of the screentime for almost all movies. Almost.

POSSIBLY a relationship with the main character, if they actually are baiting us with those scenes in movie 5.

acts and feels like a self-insert OC in a canon universe.

The reason i dont like her is just because im SICK OF HER!! im sick of seeing her fucking face every god damn movie. im sick of the others shoving a friendship speech or talking about her belonging to them for the 700th GOD DAMN TIME, im sick of constantly hearing ME-MEI and MEIKOOOOOO, and im so fucking sick of seeing her sit down and cry or act sad and do NOTHING! shes just THERE TO BE THERE! her “cute little sneezing quirk” wasnt even something they bothered keeping any more. Shes so god damn obnoxious and shallow, and the ENTIRE HALF OF THE 5TH MOVIE WAS SPENT SHOVING MORE FRIENDSHIP SPEECHES IN HER FUCKING HEAD UNTIL SHE NUTTED UP AND STRAIGHT UP TOLD THE OTHERS TO AXE OFF MEICOOMON, while kari got 5 fucking minutes and got posessed or some shit i dont fucking know, does anyone care at this point?!

shes such a god damn self insert its PAINFUL! and ive read plenty of crappy OC digimon fanfiction in my days to be able to tell when someone props their crappy OC in a canon story. IVE DONE IT MYSELF!! its INSULTING that im watching a canon produced digimon FANFICTION more then an actual OVA. If you like her, FINE, but you CANT ignore how incredibly shallow and flawed shes written. This isnt someone “hating female characters” this is someone whos frustrated a shittly written character who is just causing repetitive sob scenes over and over and over. im sorry but have we not gotten enough flashbacks from meiko and her digimon? do we need 4 more in the fifth movie??? WE GET IT! ITS SAD! SHES SAD!! THEY ARE FRIENDS! MOVE ON ALREADY!!

i dont feel bad for her anymore, its just getting repetitive now. She ate up the entire 5th movie and left nothing to kari but the sloppy leftovers at the end, and because she ran off like an idiot to meicoomon she got tai axed off too……………...but i will get to that.

The lack of animation.

The biggest insult, and this is….dare i say…….something coming from an animation student, is the insufferable animation. The first movie is fine, but from thereon, i feel like the quality dropped significantly. and oh boy, dont get me started on the amount of time they just pan a fucking picture instead of animating them doing shit.

im sorry but did i wait 4-6 months for a fucking clipshow? I know that animating is hard, and the animation industry in japan is absolute fucking shit, but come the fuck on guys. i think movie 5 had so many times where they just panned pictures of the digimon fighting, and the kids running. I guess when you put all your budget into overanimating the short action scenes you got, you dont have much left for them to trow a punch outside of that. and i wouldnt mind if they had just bothered not doing it so much. they do it WAY TOO OFTEN!

in the 4th move they didnt even fucking bother drawing the kids wet while they were in the water. no wet droopy hair, no indication the clothing was soaked, nothing. not a god damn fucking detail or anything.

The nostalgia bait

Hey kids, remember the bus in the digital world??? remember the gear desert? remember the house mimi was a princess in?? remember the pink forest? remember seadramon? remember the dark masters???? remember any of that shit!? remember primary village?! YEAH??? REMEMBER ALL THOSE COOL 01 THINGS??? ok cool, anyway moving on.

The lack of personality/soul

one thing im really passionate about is expressions. expressive characters and facial expressions i something i enjoy drawing a lot. in the original digimon, every character was spesifically designed to be its own thing. sure they stank of the 90s, but they wer UNIQUE. Digimon tri has trown all that shit out the window. Now they all look boring as hell. the only unique thing about them now is their hair. take that away, and you get a bunch of similar looking, boring samefaced characters.

the digimon movies are just so fucking SOULLESS! everyone looks so god damn watered down and tame compared to their former selves. everyone wears a school uniform even when they got summer vacation. they even wear school uniforms as they get to the digital world, and they have NO facial expressions. NONE! the way they talk and show emotions is almost nonexistant. even once they are seriously screaming at someone or focusing on something serious, they still have that stale, boring as shit facial expression. stone faced and COLD! its like you dont even care!! seriously its so frustrating to watch sometimes because they are so god damn bland and barely deviate at all from their typical “idle” face.

^count how many fucking times tai makes this face troughout the entire series.

^am i the only one who thinks they looks very..bland and dull here? and this happens way too often.

seriously, watch the movies again and notice just how little the animators bothered giving them any fucking emotions. the screenshots here are just from a few minutes in the new movie.

And dont get me started on how everyone seemed so.........accepting of tais “death” i mean sure they might still be in shock,.....but......why did none of pic under appear????

WHy was everyone so.....noble??? except kari...who got....fucking owned.

and the digimon....most of them are just....comic relief now. i feel like most of them have little personality, but fucking agumon. what the FUCK have they done to agumon!? hes just a walking talking “i like to eat” joke. hes fucking nothinng. an empty boring sack of shit who just talks about food and NOTHING ELSE!! oh and maybe fights sometimes...but seriously.

The BAIT.

The trailers for these movies have made me fall into the bait they put out. But its getting infuriating now. All the trailer bait for movie 5 was just taken form the last 5 minutes of the film. that little teaser we all thought were going to show the dark ocean? yeah that was what….5 seconds at the very last minute of the movie? Hime was the one who went there, and they even rushed that part.

remember when we all tought that tai was the kaiser because the animators thought they copy the excact same hairstyle? remember how they all baited us with the kaiser thinking we were gonna get some 02 action? i sure as FUCK do.

i LOVED the last minutes of the movies. i loved the last half of episode 3 and the entire episode 4… but im so fucking angry that i have to wait 4-6 months for the conclusion to when the movie was JUST GETTING INTERESTING! i fucking hate it!!

The 02 kids, or lack thereof.

Ok honestly ive completely forgotten about them, and i dont understand why they bothered putting them in this movie. and they give us absolutly nothing to go on for ALL of the movies! WHY? WHATS THE POINT?! with this series endless stalling, how can they possibly explain their absence or death or whatever in what little time we have left?! how will they half ass this?! i seriously dont get how they can begin with something so intense, only to give us absolutly nothing till the last movie, IF AT ALL!

Taichis “””””””””””””””””death.”””””””””””””””””

So the fuckers had the BALLS to kill off my boi tai. They actually went there. they fucking killed him off. AND LEFT IT ON A CLIFFHANGER! wow fucking good job guys, you sure got me there. i cant believe tai is fucking dead.

except wait a second here…..tai isnt dead. of course he fucking isnt. i mean come the fuck on, are you really expecting them to kill off their marketig king? the face of all their merc? PLEASE! we all fucking know that hes going to come back. THEY BASICALLY SPOILED THE MOVIES FOR US ALREADY, didnt they say in an interview far back that these movies were whats going to lead everyone up to their careers? so why the fuck would tai die when we know hes going to be an ambassador?

i dont fucking understand why they even bothered with this fake ass death. WE KNOW HES GOING TO COME BACK! im not mad that tai “died,” im mad that they actually bothered making it a cliffhanger, as if we arent going to fucking figure out hes coming back in the next movie. WHATS THE POINT?! Are they going to just shove him off till the last 5 minutes of the last movie? is that it? are they going to do what they did to kari? or are we FINALLY going to see tai resolving his persional issues that have been shoved away to make room for everything else? who knows, who cares at this point?!

The conclusion

Digimon tri was something enjoyable for me to look forward to..but now, its just a bunch of frustrating, medicore, nostalgia cash-grabbing shitfests of movies, and i need to get it out of my system.

Im angry because i have to wait 4-6 months between each movie only to get nothing. im angry that i have to wait 4-6 months for an hour long movie that has actual content thats 20 minutes long. im sick of having my excpectations set to low, only for them to be lowered even more. im sick of seeing meiko basically becoming the main characters as the others are somewhat side characters at this point. im sick of the shit-tier animation quality and the stone-bored dull surprise faces. im sick of wanting this to be good, only to see that the fucking directors and animators arent even fucking trying anymore. Im sad, that the sequel was put in the hands of incompetent fucks who only know digimon trough their most basic character traits, and nothing more.

i do like tri...and im sad to see it go so soon….but part of me wants to get this over with, because if you like it or not, tri isnt a passionate fan sequel. tri is a boring, mediocre cash grab, and im sad it cantt be more then that, and im sad its over soon...

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waitinginthedarke · 7 years

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Sometimes Rain Falls

A BTS Fanfiction

Type: AU/Alternative Universe

Summary: Sometimes a normal life is a good one to lead; its nice…its easy… But sometimes, normal isn’t the way that things were meant to be. And when you’re chosen as a possible candidate for one of the kingdom’s 7 princes, life isn’t as nice and easy as you always presumed it to be…especially when you catch the eye of more than one of them…

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Chapter 20 - The End

‘....I told her to Run...’

You don’t hesitate.

Giving your body over to the survival instincts that were screaming to take over, you instantly turn around and begin to sprint in the opposite direction to the monster that stood before you, having to bunch your dress into your arms to run so that you didn’t trip over it, and not even caring that you had no idea where you were going as you bolt away, not when the voices in your head were all screaming one word over and over again.

‘Escape.’

Its when you register the sound of maniacal laughter echoing behind you, and you hear his footfalls begin to thump against the ground, that your heart almost doubles the speed it was racing in your chest, and you will yourself to move faster, the adrenaline in your body complying, despite your legs screaming in protest.

‘Do you remember the first time you looked at me, Y/N? Do you remember the way you’d felt drawn to me?’ He calls as you run, the sound of his voice causing terror to reign down on you as you try to focus on weaving desperately through the trees, continuing to listen to him as you go.

‘…I made you feel that way. I made every princess feel that way…but you were the easiest to manipulate.’

‘Its always been my plan you see; to destroy each princess so that my father’s fairytale ending is ruined…and from the second I met you riding the horses in the fields, I could feel the interest you had in me; you so wanted to know why I was so closed off that I felt tempted to indulge you, to bring you into my world and make you see things my way. But before I could, Hoseok had become smitten with you…the stupid bastard barely let you out of his sight…but I guess that just made it more fun to make you my prey.’ He calls, the evil dripping from every word and you knew he was smirking without even looking back at him, the image in your minds eye causing a whimper to escape you as you feel your ankle twist, but you refuse to stop running.

‘Even when you saw me in the corridor that night, when I showed you my true form...I could see the fear as it burned in your eyes…it intrigued me, it made the monster within demand to hunt you.’

‘And then at the ball, you looked so beautiful in that dress that I couldn’t help but be tempted by you; for a minute, I even questioned whether my need genuinely was to do with wanting your blood, or whether I’d betrayed myself and it was actually because I’d grown a want of you…’ he says, the words sounding like a whisper in your ear, and you stumble as you turn your head quickly to the side, only seeing the denseness of the trees, before hearing his deep laugh behind you and once again beginning to sprint forward, praying to whatever power there was that you’d make it somewhere, anywhere out of the forest, before he got to you.

‘Your observational skills surprised me; that first time you asked me why my eyes go black? I was taken by surprise to be honest- that could have added to the reason why I chose to kill her that night, since I was so frustrated at how you could notice something that none of the other Princesses seemed to…

‘Do you remember the day she died, Y/N? Does it all make sense now?’

You did remember the day it had all happened. Only now, rather than the memory being painted in tones of warm colour, a shadow of sickness infiltrated any moment of happiness that surrounded the horrific situation...the way Taehyung’s princess had been silent the entire time the princesses had spent getting ready, and then the way she’d left the room and disappeared till you’d seen her floating in the fountain later....

...the memory of seeing Taehyung alone at the ball, face carved like stone, appearing completely separate from the world begins a checklist in your mind of all the times when you should have known that something was wrong, that you shouldn’t have trusted him. Its in that moment that the memory of what you’d seen from your window comes back to your mind in full HD, the image of Namjoon stood with the King, their expressions of minor panic and concern, and the memory of hearing Jimin and Hoseok talking outside of your room as they’d asked the frantic question of where Taehyung was… it all seemed so obvious to you, so utterly, effortlessly, obvious, that you want to hit yourself for being so oblivious to the reality behind the situation.

‘…And the way you continued to come back to me, time and time again, seemingly becoming ever more interested by how cut off I was from the others and their delirious dreams of a perfect life with their princesses, it just made it so much easier for me to draw you in- to make you believe the lies as a reality.’ He continues to call, his voice sounding closer pushing you on despite the air growing thinner as you drag it into your lungs, ignoring your protesting limbs as you press on towards the sound of water up ahead, and the sight of light filtering thickly through the trees around 200 yards in front of you.

‘It was almost endearing, the way you were so determined to find out the truth, the way you refused to believe the way things had happened- although Namjoon continuously trying to make you forget because Hoseok was too cowardly to tell you what he was only aided in your curiosity for answers; you see despite being the wisest of us, Namjoon tends to forget the little things that matter.’

‘Of course, when you began to get aggressive in your need for answers I started to become worried that the others would cotton onto the fact that you’d become my new target. When Namjoon had first found my Princess in the fountain, I’d told him I’d simply lost control, that it was an accident…which worked for a time…but then the suspicions started coming in. And of course, Namjoon had been there to witness it. …But if you would have been trampled under that horse like you should have when you began to ask too many questions, things wouldn’t have become this messy. In fact, I probably would have made my way through more of the princesses before they were all changed. But you ended up stalling my progress. …although im not that angry about it, you’ve made it very entertaining…’

You could barely hear him at this point, your heart thundering so loudly in your ears that you think your head was going to explode from lack of oxygen, your breaths raking against your throat as you cough desperately, beginning to grab onto each tree as you passed, creeping closer and closer to the opening you could see up ahead that you prayed would take you closer to the castle. The minute you’d started running you’d known it had been useless; you’d witnessed the supernatural speed and power that the Princes possessed, however the fear within you still told you you had to try, and with that being your only chance to escape, you’d sprinted as fast as you could.

‘Do you know what your blood smells like, Y/N?’ he calls again, his voice having changed in some way, almost as though he was getting excited, and the thought has the voices in your head pleading with you to keep going as he continues to speak, ‘It smells like power; like the richest, most perfectly flavoured wine- although don’t flatter yourself, most people’s do. …I think your fear just makes it seem that much more tempting to me.’ he chuckles.

‘...Do you remember the first time I kissed you, Y/N? Do you remember what I showed you?’ he continues to call as you continue sprinting through the trees. Despite your better instincts you find yourself involuntarily doing as he says, the memory he’d shown you of the night his Princess had died penetrating your mind, the way he’d held her warmly, how sweet he’d been with her, the tender kiss they’d shared, and the fear of seeing Namjoon lurking in the shadows, all of it being ripped back by the tendrils of his power as you physically felt it curl around your mind, peeling away the facade to reveal a much clearer, more obvious reality as you feel the imagined warm body in Taehyung’s hands in your mind’s eye, and you look down-

-to see the recently lifeless, bloody, body of his princess.

‘Oh my god.’ You breathe, blinking through sudden tears as they erupt from your eyes, the words not even being coherent as your lungs scream for air, and you hands shake uncontrollably with the need to get the imagined blood off of your skin, the patch of light ahead of you filling you with hope as you grew to within feet of it; a hope that is dashed as soon as his voice appears behind you.

‘You believed me so easily, Y/N. So, SO easily. I even cried in front of you! Just to complete the picture, to really cement the vision as reality…’

‘But you forgot the most important thing, Y/N. …Our eyes don’t just change colour when we’re passionate, or angry…

...they change when we’re using our powers too…’

You suddenly lunge forward onto your hands and knees, the hard compacted earth hidden beneath the grass of the meadow that opened up in front of you barely cushioning the blow, but as soon as you register the open space before you you continue to move, crawling for a few meters, before you feel your dress get caught on something, and you collapse on your stomach, rolling over quickly to detach yourself-

-only to come face to face, with Taehyung.

‘…it would have given it away so much quicker, beautiful girl. If you would have simply remembered what I told you that day in the forest, you would have figured out that almost every time I was with you, I messed with your head; I manipulated what you saw. But the moment you accepted my word on that night’s events as the truth, you must have been completely consumed with the lie… that you never expected anything else.’ he smirks, the quietness of his explanation as he tilts his head in mock compassion causing bile to rise in your throat as the cold night claws at your burning limbs.

‘After Hoseok rewound time I thought you’d have forgotten. I mean…it even took me a little while to remember, although already knowing I was after you helped. But I kept getting flashes of you being with me in the forest, and so it wasn’t until I overheard Namjoon and Hoseok talking about it, that all the memories came back to me, and I thought I’d have to reboot my plan- despite being too impatient to be as thorough in my movements again; however, you made it quite easy for me when you made it clear you still remembered on some level.’

You knew that night better than any other, could remember it detail for detail due to how it had concluded; the way you’d felt like something was wrong all day, the moment you’d thought you’d heard Hoseok talking to you during the kings speech, before realizing he hadn’t said anything, and later understanding that it had been your subconscious memory trying to clue you in on the situation. And then you’d seen the skeletal, inhuman faces of the guests, and the same fear as before had caused you to realize that the whole night had happened before.

‘It really was quite something; …the way you remembered so quickly, so easily, when you ran over to me at the ball I expected the questions about my eyes again, but I was shocked when you asked me to help you understand what was going on. Of course, I couldn’t let on to my brothers that I knew,…I almost felt bad for you when I told you I had no idea what you were on about, but, to be honest, it only made it more fun when I decided that I should let you in on the family secret.’

The second he removes his foot from your dress you continue scrambling backwards, the whimpers slipping from you being uncontrollable as you pant desperately, feeling the earth bite at your palms, but ignoring it as you glance behind you to see where you were going, turning back to see him following you, his eyes glowing with anticipation, and causing you to blurt out the first thing you could think of to stall him.

‘What about you saving me from Hoseok’s room? Why would you do that if-‘

‘Oh, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N… I was so close to killing you even then, you cant even imagine… just how close you came to death- if it wouldn’t have been for Hoseok coming back quicker than anticipated, you’d never have seen past that day; you would have met death in a dream. …And you were just so easy to coerce out of that room…all I had to do was embed a monster into your mind, use your human fear of the dark, of shadows- use it against you to conjure a pitiful creature with glowing yellow eyes that appeared to be readying to pounce…and you came sprinting into my arms faster than I thought possible.’ He explains, his voice soft as he smiles at you sadly, laughter still dancing in his eyes as he stalks silently towards you.

‘He was telling the truth about you making me see him as a monster yesterday-‘ you whisper when your brain catches onto the mention of ‘yellow eyes’, the devastating regret you felt toward Hoseok at not having believed him when he’d first told you that Taehyung had made you see him as a monster when he’d lunged for him the day before making more tears spring into your vision as you continue to crawl backwards, wanting to throw up with the sound of his evil chuckle in response to what you’d said.

‘I think that was my favourite; Watching the fear take over you whilst my brothers watched in complete confusion, I barely managed to hold it together with how much I wanted to laugh. Gosh. When Namjoon put the puzzle pieces together after that I thought he might take me out then and there-’

‘You’re sick.’ You whisper, fear letting any and every thought fall from your lips as you continue to exhaustedly drag yourself back through the grass, your heart racing faster and faster with each step he takes towards you, his movements like a lion as it hunts prey, shoulders arching behind him as his pitch black eyes focus solely on you, tongue coming out to run over his lips, and breaths becoming audible to you as blood appears to drip from his mouth, the sight startling you, but not making your heart attempt to break its way out of your ribcage as badly as his next words do.

‘I really am going to miss playing with you, Y/N, you’ve made this game so much more enjoyable for me, and i am quite sorry to see you go…’ he sighs, eyes dancing over your body where you were pretty much laid out for the taking, your shoulders suddenly coming into contact with the bottom of a hedge, and the second you look back at the long perimeter of the bush, and you see the sparse dent in the leaves a few meters away, you finally realize you were as far from the castle as you could possibly get.

‘…but im afraid, now its time for the hunt to come to an end; …I cant control the thirst anymore.’

As soon as he says those words you force yourself to your feet and scramble toward the gap, crying beneath your breath when you hear his animalistic growl behind you and lunging forward through the leaves. You didn’t have a plan; you knew the clearing didn’t go anywhere, but simply seeing the sight of the flowers, the space you’d shared with your prince, and the edge of the cliff conjuring the memory of how he’d saved you from falling down to its depths; the image instilled some inhuman sense of peace within you, and so despite the way you continued to scramble across the ground, before suddenly being forced onto your back and having the sight of Taehyung, fangs bared in a smirk, greeting you…

…somehow it made it seem like your prince was still with you.

‘Im sorry, Hobi.’ You whisper, seconds before Taehyung is leaning over you and his fangs pierce your neck.

The last thing you remember was screaming.

‘Y/N…Y/N…please…please, jagi….please, don’t leave me.’

His voice was too far away, it sounded like it was coming through a pipe; like no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t get any closer to him; could only hear him from a distance.

Hoseok.

‘Beautiful, please don’t leave me…please…I cant- you cant die on me…’

Some urge within you springs you forward in your mind, and the bindings over your vision suddenly don’t seem so heavy anymore, the lead weight of your eyelids gradually peeling back with the more effort you put into trying to see him, until his angel’s face finally appears in your vision.

‘H-….Hobi….I-‘

‘Shhh, Jagi, its okay…you don’t need to speak…you don’t need to-‘

‘I cant move, Hobi…’

Its the first realization you make.

You hear the way he cuts his sob short at your words, the way his face crumples in determination as he closes his eyes momentarily, before looking back up at you with the attempt of a reassuring smile as his warm brown eyes sat dimly in his face, the sight instantly telling you that something was very very wrong.

‘I know, Jagi…’

‘Why-‘

‘Don’t worry about that right now, Y/N. Just-Just look at me, Beautiful girl.’ He pleads, a tear rolling down his cheek too quickly for him to wipe it away before you could notice, but despite seeing it, you become distracted by the way you found yourself laid in his lap, the faint feeling of his arms clutching you to him making you frown in confusion as you try desperately to look around you- but to no avail.

‘Hobi…where are we?’ you ask, your voice croaky, and you find your emotions getting the better of you as you force yourself to attempt to swallow down tears, beginning to become aware of the feel of emptiness in your chest, your entire body feeling cold despite being clutched in Hoseok’s warm arms.

‘…We’re in the meadow, Beautiful girl. …We’re in our meadow.’ He whispers, where he had his face pressed to your forehead, his lips touching your skin, but the feeling barely being tangible to you makes you begin to panic, your breaths coming in shallow pants.

‘Hobi…please…tell me what happened… he was going to kill me-‘

‘Shhhh, Jagi, its okay…you’re safe now. …He cant hurt you anymore…’ he explains quietly, pulling away from you slightly where you were clutched in his arms and smiling sadly as he brushes your hair from your eyes, gaze raking slowly over your face as though he was trying to memorize every tiny detail of you.

‘I’m sorry I didn’t believe you, Hobi.’ You breathe through the tears that were clawing up your throat, wanting to reach up to touch his face, and becoming frustrated when you couldn’t, tears dribbling down your cheeks as you pitifully continue to try over and over, only becoming more and more frustrated when it feels like your whole body was out of your control.

‘Its okay, Jagi…please don’t be sad…I know you were scared…I know, my beautiful Jagi-‘

‘Why cant I move, Hobi?’ you ask again, this time the question wheezing from you as it battles against your want to cry out, Hoseok leaning down to press a hard kiss to your mouth curbing your need for an answer momentarily, until he lets out a stuttering, scared breath against your lips.

‘Tell me-‘

‘I got to you too late, Y/N.’

The way he whispers the words in the past tense has your brain slowly working to try and work out what he meant, the fact that he was there before you, clutching you to him, proving that he’d managed to save you, despite what he was saying, and therefore all you can do is frown up at him in confusion, watching him closely as he leans away from you slightly, continuing to avoid your eyes.

‘They pulled him off of you; knocked him out and bound him so that he couldn’t hurt anyone else…but it took us so long to find you, to realize where he would have taken you, that by the time we made it through the forest…by the time I found you lay here-‘

‘Hobi-‘ you croak, still not understanding where he was going, but sensing the fear and lack of hope in his voice, and finding the tears brimming over in your eyes as you watch him, locking eyes with him as he goes on.

‘Do you remember when I first brought you here…a-and I told you about my power…how I only thought I could turn back time? H-How I hadn’t worked out how to pause it yet?’ he stutters in a whisper, the raspiness of the question causing you to take a few moments before you realized where he was going, and together with the inability to move your body, the lack of air flowing around you, and the silence you were encapsulated in within the meadow, the puzzle pieces slotted together in your head.

‘You-‘

‘I dont know how I did it....but it was the only thing I could do. …the only thing I could do to stop you from-from dying.’ He breathes, the tears continuing to run quietly down his cheeks as his eyes bloom a faded white, veins of red decorating the orbs with how emotional he was, and all you want to do is hold him, comfort him in some way so that you didn’t have to acknowledge the truth;

He’d managed to stop time…to stop you from dying.

‘…what happens when-‘

‘-Don’t-‘

‘…What happens when you let the world resume?’ you continue, having to ask the question since you knew you couldn’t both sit there forever, too tired to refuse truth any longer, but still managing to conjure a small smile when he touches his mouth to yours again, his lips quivering against your own.

‘Im not going to.’

‘Hobi-‘

‘I cant.’ He whimpers, his forehead touching your cheek as he crumples over you, a sob escaping him, his chest jolting against you as he does so, and the movement causes more tears to fall from your eyes as you force yourself not to close them again, not knowing if you’d be able to open them once you do.

‘I could hear your heartbeat the moment I touched you; its so weak, Y/N. …I froze it, and i froze you, when I froze time…but you wont survive if I unfreeze everything again. I dont know how this works, how you’re conscious right now, but i do know that....’ He whispers, his lips brushing your chin as he talks, and you get side tracked by the strange sensation of being able to breathe without feeling your heart beat in your chest, or hearing it thunder in your ears.

You’re both quiet for a moment, the night sky above you calming you as you think over everything, wishing you could go back to the ball, wishing you would have found the real Hoseok in the crowd of people instead of Taehyung’s perfect mimicry. You think back to the night you’d shared with your Prince, hating the fact that it was marred with the events that unfolded the next day, but pushing them aside for the feeling of him cradling you in his arms after you’d made love, kissing you gently and holding you like he was never going to let you go.

‘...But we can’t stay like this forever, Hobi.’ You whisper, biting your lip in denial of the words, and feeling your chest ache as he shakes his head sadly against your cheek, pulling himself up heavily so that he could look you in the eyes, and drawing in a deep breath that rakes into a sob as he lets his head fall back to look up at the sky, the sound being the most heartbreaking thing you’d ever heard.

‘I don’t want to let you go, I cant let you go, Y/N-‘ he whimpers, allowing the cries to leave him as he bows his head once more, crumbling against your chest, and holding you tightly to him as you fight against your own tears at the sight of your Prince breaking down, the fact you couldn’t comfort him in any way making you focus on what you wanted to say since words were all you had left.

‘You can, my Prince. …You have to keep the others safe…and you cant do that by letting us keep this moment forever.’ You whisper, smiling sadly at him despite the way he continues to sob into your chest, ignoring the tears that streamed from your eyes and pulling in a breath to clear your throat so that you could go on.

‘You just have to remember…that I love you. I’ve loved you since the moment you kissed me in the dining room, since the moment I understood how gentle, and compassionate, and warm you are. I’ve loved you with all of my heart, and I will forever love you…even if I have to do it from a world away.’ You whisper, watching him closely as he lifts his head, and looks up at you, suddenly stopping your words with a kiss, and you allow yourself the moment to sink into it, wanting to memorize the taste and feel of him, despite the fact that you soon wouldn’t be able to remember anything.

‘And will you-…will you remember how much I love you?’ he whispers raggedly, his thumb stroking over your cheek as you smile sadly up at him, willing a sob not to escape you as you see the truth being acknowledged in his eyes; the truth that he’d have to face the inevitable sooner or later.

‘I feel it in my heart everyday, Hobi….I don’t think I’d be able to forget even if I was forced to.’ You breathe, swallowing thickly past the tears before he places another kiss on your lips.

‘I don’t know if I can.’ He breathes, leaning his forehead against your own as he cradles you in his arms, picking one of your hands up and clutching it in his between both of your chests, the move making you smile thankfully as you will yourself to keep looking at him, to watch him till the very last moment and not to acknowledge the fear of death as it clawed at your mind.

‘You can, my prince. You have to do it for yourself, and for the others…

…you have to let me go…’ you whisper, locking eyes with him as the words fall from your lips and feeling the air escape you slowly as the wind suddenly begins to caress your face again, letting your see your prince in all his glory once more as time resumes around you and the air curls through his hair, the sound of nature mingling with the sound of the other prince’s heavy breathing nearby as they struggle with Taehyung.

In the last few seconds you manage to squeeze his hand, telling him silently that it was okay, and you’re rewarded when you feel the full pressure of his lips against yours, just as your eyes slide shut for the final time.

‘…but I don’t have to let you go like this…’

.....................

As he climbs from the carriage, he can feel his hand trembling against the door, quickly letting go as he straightens up, and forcing a pleasant onto his face as the crowd of people cheer for the Princes as they appear before them. He nods at Namjoon as he comes to stand beside him, staring into his eyes that were none the wiser to what had gone on, for the first time since the brothers had learnt of his power, his obliviousness leaving Hoseok alone in his grief.

He’d only allowed himself that morning to cry, simply not having it in him to use his power to rewind past that point after he’d found himself alone in the meadow once more, the pain of letting her go crippling him as he’d curled into the grass, and allowed the sun to curl in around his limbs, reminding him of her touch.

He couldn’t bring himself to look out at the crowd as his brothers line up beside him, Jimin standing next to him, and beaming at him excitedly when he catches Hoseok’s eye, forcing the older prince to grin back, despite deep inside feeling his heart in pieces. When he peers at Taehyung a few feet away he could see the tense expression on his younger brother’s face, the other prince already showing the signs that Hoseok should have been aware of before, signs that the younger prince ended up hiding only too well from his brothers.

Its takes the entire 10 minute introduction ceremony for Hoseok to prepare himself, the sound of her voice reaching his ears as it cuts easily through the crowd of gleeful shouts and applause, and causing him to grit his teeth as he readies himself to face her...

…knowing it would be the last time he did so...

It had been whilst he was laying in the meadow a few hours before, numbly staring at the clouds after his sobs had been swallowed by numbness, that he’d made the decision.

Because even though he was prepared for Taehyung to turn this time, even though he knew how the story played out- had lived the darkness and devastation, Hoseok knew that the same events would play out again, and he’d still have to wait for Namjoon to realize what was going on before they could do anything about it, since his brother wouldn’t believe Hoseok when he was unaware of the events that he’d caused never to happen.

And its because he knew the danger was still there, that he knew she could still maybe become sucked away by his brother; even if they maybe restrained him, or they maybe imprisoned him and kept her away from him…Hoseok knew now, that his brother’s power was stronger than they’d ever thought possible…

…and he wasn’t ready to sacrifice the love of life for a maybe.

Its with that thought, and his final acceptance of his decision that he looks up, his eyes drawing to her corner of the crowd like a magnet and seeing her joyfully grinning up at all the Princes on stage, expression turning to awe as she takes in their inhuman grace.

She looked so beautiful.

...and that was how she would forever stay in his mind.

‘Hey, its your turn.’ Namjoon suddenly murmurs in his ear, informing him that it was his turn to select his princess, and while every cell in his body screams for him to choose her, to keep his eyes on her, to grab her and never to let go, he forces himself to look away, eyes scanning the crowd blindly, and picking the first pretty face he sees.

He doesn’t dare to look back toward her, he doesn’t dare to look anywhere but at the floor as he wills the tears not to fall, forcing himself to smile as he blinks his vision clear once the ceremony was over, looking up without seeing as he waves at the crowds politely.

Moments later he climbs back into the carriage, and with one last glance out of the window he sees her standing sadly in the slowly dispersing crowd, eyes catching his momentarily.

But it was too late.

He was already gone.

THE END

(Epilogue, coming soon)

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jesus christ the more i think about them fighting the more difficult the scenario becomes to actually justify

though i can roughly track the idea. after the first failed attempt to ‘rescue’ Seora, which was a small team led primarily by the Captain (on a boner quest), the light kingdom sets up an army to full on storm the castle where she is being kept. the captain bursts down the door. Seora and Esther are waiting together in the main room, and probably with one or two more Warrior Maidens. It’s a last chance to negotiate. somewhat inevitably, it doesnt succeed. he has backup in the form of at least one Ritual Maiden (and someone that Seora knows personally). he also has A Gun. when he draws it, either Seora knocks it out of his hand and sends it flying across the room, OR redirects the bullet he fires and THEN knocks it out. the captains pretty peeved by this. of course he is. he wants to stick his assholish little peepee in this bitch and shes clearly been tainted by ~The Darkness~ so time to sort that out. a minor melee ensues wherein the goal is for one of the two sides to grab Seora and drag her back. Esther rushes in with sword raised and power ready to fuck up the Captain, so the two of them end up in their own tango. the Captains backup attempt to tackle Seora to the ground so she cant interfere (and also to recover her, i guess) while the Warrior Maidens attempt to protect her. She’s also protecting herself. In this complete chaos, the Ritual Maiden who was brought on this mission is left further back and proceeds to deflect Esther’s magic, leaving her to rely on her swordsmanship instead.

it then likely proceeds mostly as a straight up sword fight between the two, surrounded by complete chaos as both sides fight over Seora and Seora tries to get away so she can help Esther. At some point she is likely nabbed with some form of magic cancellation (which earlier on took the form of magic handcuffs that Esther used, but this time probably takes the form of like, a specially crafted gauntlet with the same properties. if shes ‘contained’ by such an item, she cant use magic. this is the advantage that the kingdom has, because all of their troops have stuff that cancels magic. it doesnt /work/ as protections, per se, but it works as PREVENTION. proactive, not reactive. like handcuffs dont stop bullets but they stop a guy from grabbing his gun) which prevents her from really protecting herself because her sole skill is magic. she has no training in self defence, or certainly not enough to be impactful to a great degree.

at some point, that Ritual Maiden up back works out that Esther is focussing on the swordfight aspect and not the magic, and so starts using her magic to actively hinder her ability to proceed. Blinding light (which also hurts the Captain soooo oops), gusts of wind, making her blade slippery and hard to hold. its not anywhere near as effective as the Maiden might like, because Esther is a fucking professional, but it definitely puts her on the defensive rather than the offensive.

what probably cinches the deal for the Captain is Seora probably gets actually dogpiled as some point. like this guard is clutching her wrist p tight to prevent her magic and then in attempt to get him the Fuck off she backs up but then like tackling ensues??? it doesnt go great. she topples to the floor and its a notably /thud/. mostly because of the knights tripping on her dress but also like, yknow, 3 full people fell on the fucking floor. its a notable ENOUGH thud that Esther gets distracted. and because Seora stands out QUITE a bit in that chaos over yonder, its VERY obvious that she isnt there. as in, not standing up. she’s like 6′3 and pale blue with like plat blonde hair amidst a pile of sweaty knights of various heights but notably wider and all human coloured, and a pile of dark blue maidens with blue-white hair who aren’t anywhere near as tall. she’s the tallest fucker in the room. so her not being upright is immediately noticeable. she wouldnt necessarily be visible on the floor depending on where the guards are relative to her. Esther would lose her cool. even if just for a second, the fact she cant see Seora immediately disconnects her from the swordfight. from there, its a one two and the captain is holding her throat with his off hand and preparing his blade with the other. she lost the advantage.

its at this point that the Ritual Maiden backing up the captain likely loses her cool. Ritual Maidens, unlike their Warrior counterparts, arent military. they have very little connection to the military. her presence here basically came about because the Captain forced her to do it and managed to convince everyone it was necessary. she’s not a fighter, and she’s not comfortable with war. this whole scenario has been pretty upsetting for her. now, seeing the Captain preparing to murder Esther, she’s not taking it well. Neither is Seora, who can see whats happening between peoples feet.

in the tumble, whoever had a grip on Seora let go. she’s magically unrestrained, and seeing her friend battered and bruised and at the mercy of a guy she’s always thought was a Cunt, she probably fucking wind explodes. bwoosh. everyone in the crowd flies back. the captain wobbles but does not fall, and retains his grip on Esther throat, blocking Esther’s magic. the Ritual Maiden up back probably falls over and bursts into tears, completely removing any protections she had placed on the Captain (which had likely prevented him falling). Esther’s still on the ground desperately tryna claw his hand off but has probably briefly halted out of sheer ‘oh fuc’ which is reasonable but probably not the best choice she could have made.

then uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. yea. im not positive from there. if seora is sufficiently pissed and has time she’d just immediately blast the Captain off and then try to kill him. but she doesnt have time. so how does that occur? he has to stop her from taking direct action against him. for instance, by using Esther as a shield. Drop the blade, take both hands, pick her up and hold her by her neck in front of him, probably then grabbing one of her own daggers to use as the direct threat. you raise a finger, she dies. Seora, who has now gotten up off the floor, can’t directly react. she cant move him, because he’ll react by immediately drawing the blade. she’s short on time, because yknow, Esther is getting choked tf out. at best, she can stall for time by like. putting extra air around esther for her to get while she figures out a plan. that plan likely being to play off of the Captain’s superstition that she’s been tricked or possessed or something of that ilk by Esther. So if she can time a sorta heel-face turn properly, she can lull the Captain into genuinely thinking that her prior behavior was linked directly to Esther, and that Esther is now no longer an issue. its difficult to time, because it basically requires Esther to pass out, which is pretty dangerous. yknow, for obvious reasons. but if Seora can time it (perhaps pretending to partially lapse as Esther starts fading off and then ‘full lapsing’ BEFORE Esther actually passes out), then the Captain will drop Esther. Probably flinging her in the direction of her battered and bruised Warrior comrades (at least some of whom were probably killed in the chaos, as the same on the other side) and accepting Seora back.

The warrior maidens are absolutely furious. a) because they also think that the Captain just killed Esther, which is A HUGE ISSUE and b) that Seora was fucking with them the whole time. which is an issue, because of a lot of Seora’s time in the dark kingdom was spent with her and Esther convincing the other warrior maidens that Seora planned to help them. So Seora pulling a heel-face (or face-heel, in the eyes of the Warriors) is a complete betrayal of trust. a few of them might vaguely suspect its an act, but the whole group are very confused and very angry. for the most part, nursing their injuries (both from the fight AND from being flung willy nilly by Seora) they resolve to simply grab Esther and hang back. the Captain’s men start celebrating. at least one of them goes to comfort the absolutely distraught Ritual Maiden, who likely only got more upset when Esther was flung aside because UHMMM IS THAT AN ACTUAL DEAD BODY???? shes losing her poor mind. poor dear. today was not a good day.

the Captain, being that he is on a Boner Quest™, moves to claim his prize. Seora doesn’t fucking want it, you bet your fucking ass, but this is part of the plan. they kiss. the Captain is probably an awful kisser also, just to make that less fun. the light side cheer. the dark side wail. noones really paying attention as the Captain’s discard sword gently floats directly up into the air and then moves gently into Seora’s open hand. noone notices as she pulls her arm back and orients the blade. noone except the Ritual Maiden, perhaps, who sees it through her tears and attempts to warn someone, anyone. but the guards attending to her assume that she’s referring to past events.

shick. the dark side stop wailing abruptly. there a brief moment of silence as the light side also abruptly stop cheering, with the only noise being the Ritual Maiden’s wails. then Seora kicks the Captain away. he stumbles. before he can fall, she says some slick one line (while probably also spitting because odds are solid her mouth is full of his gross saliva and possibly his blood, nasty) and with windy magic, blasts his backwards through the wall. whoosh. there he. fucking goes. theres still quiet as everyone processes what the fuck just occured. Seora probably tosses the Captain’s bloodied sword to the floor (because what amateur would leave the blade in the wound? this is stylin) and thennn????? im not completely sure how she resolves that. because like, make no mistake, the Captain is dead. the Ritual Maiden is in complete distress and theres no way she can heal him in this state. Seora won’t. the dark side wont. even if he were collected and promptly rushed to the nearest willing AND able maiden, it’d be too late. everyone knows it. Everyone knows thats why she blasted him through the wall. he’s dead. Seora, nominal leader of the Ritual Maidens of the Kingdom of Light, just killed the Captain of Kingdom of Light Military. in their hearts, the light side all knew she was potentially capable of it. she’d attacked him the last time they’d come to get her, though to a far lesser extent. bruised in body and in pride, he’d survived. but they’d all bought into the Captain’s belief, because they had to. they couldnt believe that such a figure could kill without some tainting influence. they had to believe their superstitions, because the reality of the matter - that Seora had chosen her own side and was going to stand for it - was terrifying. it was a sort of moral quandary the kingdom of light hadnt been forced to wrestle with since the civil war.

but there she was. wild.

odds are solid the light side wouldnt retaliate. how could they? how could they attempt to harm the person theyd come to rescue? how could they fight her, when she had just killed their leader and had the power to kill them, too? the upper hand, psychologically, and in timing. she would see them move. she would react. she could preemptively attack.

the light side stood their ground and screamed. someone hesitantly began to move over to the hole in the wall, constantly stopping and looking at a motionless Seora, expecting her to stop them. when she did not, they gestured for someone else to come with and rushed through the hole. how could they not? they had to attend to the captain, no matter what.

its likely then that what brought Seora out of her brief ‘state’, if you will, is an involuntary sob from the dark side. after all, they’re still upset about Esther. and Seora is too. and its that sound, a sob from behind her, that snaps her out of her brief moment of contemplation. probably spits one last time (for now, at least - bet your fucking ass she washes her mouth out once this is all over as many times as necessary to feel like shes cleaned it) and then rushes to Esther’s side. everyones basically gonna stick to their sides for a while as the light rush to the Captain and the dark huddle around Esther and Seora. Esther is fine. she’s injured, but she’s fine. Seora is well equipped to help her recover, at least as a result of her wind magic being able to help Esther breathe. what with the choking and such.

the first one to probably break the tense quiet is probably one of the Warriors. the defacto leader since Esther’s not really up for that right this second. its basically just something fairly simple - ‘i think perhaps its time for proper negotiation?’. one of the fighters gets up (leaving their weapons down) and approaches with an open hand. the defacto leader gets up and shakes their hand. the deal is set. everyone present in this castle will return to the border of the two kingdoms and negotiations will be had. the dark kingdoms creeping darkness will finally, finally, be dealt with. Esther bursts into absolutely delighted tears. its basically been her life’s work to get the two countries to work together. The Warriors, satisfied that Esther is fine and safe with Seora, come slowly over to the light side to help them tend to their wounds. everyone sorta mingles a little. the fighters who’d attempted to tend to the captain return from the other room and also help. esther and seora embrace a/o kiss. curtains close.

then the negotiations come and a solid chunk of it is arguing what should actually be done with Seora. because the light wanted her back, she WANTS to be with the dark, pluuusss she killed one of the military leaders straight out. noone can (or would) argue that it was some sort of crossfire incident. it was very deliberate. admittedly the only real witness is the traumatised Ritual Maiden who, understandably, really doesnt want to talk about it. so, yknow. it’s a tough negotiation. Seora is only allowed to take part as though she were on trial, basically explaining that the Captain has always been a dick and that yea, she doesnt deny killing him. like at no point does she deny it. she even explains - in detail if pressed - the moment she formulated a plan to attack him with intent to badly harm if not kill, and how she tricked him and used her magic to get his sword. the entire negotiating committee agree yea, she’s guilty, we get it. but what to do with that? Seora is probably willing to go to light kingdom prison provided the darkness cleanse goes ahead. so it’s possible her fate would be left up to the end of the negotiations once the plan of ‘attack’ has been agreed upon. its a big mess. she’s completely up for prison, but Esther is Very Adamant that this not be the course of action. im not actually sure how it could resolve without anger. potentially the dark kingdom offer to put her to work as the darkness cleanser. part of a grand metaphor to ‘absolve herself of sin in the eyes of your patron deity’. which could actually work. the light kingdom love that sorta shit. so if the dark kingdom said ‘hey, ok, an idea - we take her into our custody. we- im not done, hold on - we put her to work primarily in our agreed upon darkness cleaning groups. especially in the city, where the darkness is most concentrated. it’ll be hard work, we’ve established that, mmn? and, and, as she cleans away the darkness, she can clean away this mark upon her soul, dont you think? then hopefully when she is done - when the kingdom is clean - she’ll be capable of being forgiven. how does that sound?’. the only hitch would be ensuring she works. Esther is forbidden from saying a fucking word by the second in command, who is.... a bit more diplomatic on this specific front. Seora will be assigned to a group of assorted Dusk Maidens who will watch her 24/7. she will stay with them. if she doesnt work, punishment will ensue. if she doesnt work for a period of time - a few weeks, maybe - then the dark kingdom agrees to hand over Seora to the light kingdom to face a more.... judicial form of justice.

its uh. good fun. i’ve been here for three hours.

uh, tldr; Seora disarms the Captain, who orders his men to capture Seora. Esther goes to fight the Captain, while the dusk maidens and light army start fighting over a Very Unhappy Seora, who defends herself. Esther and the Captain fight with swords, with a Ritual Maiden backing up the captain and sabotaging Esther. just as Esther starts having to go on the defensive due to the Ritual meddling, Seora gets her magic blocked by a light army soldier who manages to grab her arm to stop her from fighting back or aiding Esther. in attempting to wriggle free, she falls back, followed by that soldier and possibly a few other people. Esther, being distracted by her gfs shenanigans, is quickly disarmed and pinned to the ground by the Captain, who starts choking her (cancelling magic) and prepares to run her through with his blade. Seora, on the ground and free of the soldiers grasp (and they had let go during the fall) basically explodes w/ the Windy Magic, sending the group blasting back. the Captain remains crouched where he is over Esther in part due to the Ritual Maiden, who falls over and starts crying. Before a completely unrestrained and pissed Seora can get up and prepare to fuck with the Captain, he drops his sword, picks up Esther, and positions her between him and Seora, and still choking her. Seora, thinking ~fast~, decides to play to the Captains superstition that she’s being controlled, and pretends that Esther’s control over her has lapsed, just as Esther starts proper passing out from the whole lack of air deal. Captain chucks Esther aside into the waiting arms of an absolutely distraught group of Warrior Maidens, and prepares to “claim his prize”. light kingdom cheers, dark kingdom boos and swears revenge (since they think Seora was pretending to be on their side the whole time) and ritual maiden keeps crying. then seora uses her magic to grab the captains sword (or maybe Esther’s sword, both are good) and uses it to run him the fuck through, before blasting him through at least one wall (holding onto the blade).

everyone freaks, she rushes to Esther’s side and uses magic (and/or cpr what the fuck do you want from me im way too gay for that to NOT possibly happen) to help her recover. eventually the two groups come to an agreement and start tending to their wounded and dead (including the captain who is straight up deceased fuck that guy).

then in the negotiations the big Issue (beyond the whole ‘cleaning the tainted darkness’ thing) is What the Fuck to do abou Seora. who absolutely and undeniably murdered a guy. the end result is more than likely that she is placed into direct Dusk Maiden servitude, ‘forced’ to cleanse the darkness under constant supervision. of course, what the light kingdom dont know or dont really comprehend is that she’s gonna get put into a squad including her basically gf Esther and a bunch of other Warrior Maidens who think she’s the bees knees, AND a bunch of other dusk maidens who have heard alllllll about her and adore her. she’s basically gonna get pampered as fuck. it’s gonna be great. she’s going to have a great time. she basically gets to do exactly what she’s wanted to do since a little after she was first kidnapped, AND gets to hang with a bunch of folk she thinks are pretty cool even if they probably tried to kill her or torture her at some point. she gets it.... to a point. there a few she doesnt hang with. everyones cool about it.

tl;tl;dr;dr esther gets beat and then seora kills a man but then seora and esther get to be happy and gay so frankly it all works out Pretty Well

#story blogging #long post #trust me its Fucking Long #lotmv #ok 3000 odd words isnt /long/ long but its still nothing to sneeze at. nice a

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