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wren-of-the-woods · 4 months

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This Accident and Flood of Fortune

Lizzy and William are looking forward to a quiet date watching their sisters perform in Twelfth Night — but when they discover that George Wickham is waiting in the wings, they must use Lizzy’s wits and their combined nerdery to help William get his revenge. Or: In which Lizzy comes up with a scheme, and even Shakespeare would be proud of the chaos that ensues.

This was written by @bloodsoaked-rainbows and I for @friendoftrees! It's the third installment in our Pride & Prejudice series Once Upon a Text, though it should be readable on its own. It's about 3k of silliness and can also be read on AO3 here!

Lizzy is finally going to see William again.

It has been over a week since their first date, and while they have managed to keep up their habit of texting regularly, the chaos of the holidays (and the inevitable Collins-avoiding that entailed) have kept them from being able to meet in person since that fateful day. Fortunately, their sisters have given them a way to escape their respective houses.

The two of them are meeting at a public rendition of a Shakespeare play in which both Mary and William’s sister Georgiana will be performing. It should be highly enjoyable, or at least entertaining; it’s hard to do a performance of Twelfth Night without making somebody laugh. After the play, they plan to spend some time on their own, but at this point Lizzy thinks that she’d be satisfied to see William in any circumstances. Being stuck with her family throughout the holidays has started to make her feel mildly insane.

Her phone buzzes with yet another notification from its messages app. The Bennet Family Group Chat has been very active this morning, to no one’s surprise.

Lizzy checks the notification and rolls her eyes.

Bennet Family Group Chat

Trouble 1: sooo lizzy are you excited for your ✨date✨

Typical Lydia behavior. The name Lizzy added as her contact has never proved to be inaccurate. Lizzy barely has time to sigh before her phone buzzes with another notification as Kitty and their mother chime in, and it hardly takes a minute for the chaos to spread to the rest of their family.

Bennet Family Group Chat

Trouble 2: OOH YEAH👀

Mama Goose: i hope you don’t scare him away to soon!

MaryBerry: *too

Mama Goose: he’s quite rich, you know

Father Goose: We know.

As usual, Jane comes to Lizzy’s rescue as the only sane one in the mess that was their group chat.

muffin: Just be nice to poor Lizzy, for heaven’s sake! She’s probably nervous enough

Lizzy: Thanks, Jane You’re my favorite Hope you and Charles have a good time at the play, too

Trouble 1: HEY favorite???? rUde

Trouble 2: :((

Lizzy: <3

Lizzy closes her phone and resolutely ignores the notifications that continue to flash across its screen. She has more important people to talk to than her family, after all.

Lizzy gets to the theater with minimal trouble and, after she greets William with an enthusiastic hug, they go to find their seats. Jane and Charles are here as well, but they have settled in an opposite corner of the theater and are completely wrapped up in each other, so Lizzy thinks she will have William to herself today.

“I trust you have been well since our last meeting?” asks William, completely genuine like the outdated dork he is. Lizzy cannot help but smile.

Lizzy sits down as they talk. William settles beside her. “I’ve been fine. A bit frazzled, but you already knew that from our texts.”

“I understand the feeling. I currently live with Caroline Bingley.”

Lizzy grimaces. “That must be unpleasant.”

William nods gravely. “There is little escape.”

“Oh! Fitzwilliam, dear!” calls a terribly, horribly familiar voice. “Fancy seeing you here! What a surprise.”

William sighs. “Speak of the devil.”

A dog barks as though in agreement. Lizzy turns to see Caroline Bingley, dressed to her usual ostentatious standards. In a flowery handbag, she carries the smallest, most absurd little poodle that Lizzy has seen in her entire life. Its curly white fur is shaved on most of its body coiffed neatly on top of its head and on the tip of its tail. In both places, it is finished off by a lacy pink ribbon tied in a bow. Lizzy is simultaneously awed by its absurdity and utterly unsurprised by Caroline’s idiocy.

“Hello, Caroline,” says William tiredly.

“I cannot wait to see our dear Georgiana perform,” says Caroline, flouncing closer.

“Nor can I,” William says unenthusiastically.

There is an empty seat beside William. Caroline’s intentions are clear. Lizzy looks around in panic.

“How about we go sit over there, William?” she asks with false cheer, pointing at two empty seats surrounded by other strangers. “There’ll be a better view of Georgiana’s entrance, don’t you think?”

“What a fabulous idea,” William says, standing up.

They hurriedly make their escape, leaving a somewhat confused Caroline and poodle behind.

The play begins only a few moments later, and Lizzy sits back, enjoying the familiar opening lines of Twelfth Night as they are spoken across the stage.

“If music be the food of love, play on,” William whispers into her ear, quoting along with the actor playing Duke Orsino. “Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, / The appetite may sicken, and so die.”

Lizzy giggles quietly. “Do you know the whole play?”

“Only most of it,” says William with a smile.

They quiet down and watch as the play begins to unfold. When Georgiana makes her entrance as a storm-disheveled Viola, William catches her eye and gives her a thumbs up. Lizzy thinks she sees Georgiana smile before she returns her attention to her role.

Everything is going wonderfully, in short— right up until the middle of the next scene.

When a handsome young man emerges onto the stage as Sir Andrew, Lizzy feels William go worryingly tense beside her.

“Sir Toby Belch! How now, Sir Toby Belch?” cries the man. Lizzy thinks he is doing a rather good job of capturing the silliness of the role, but when she glances at William, he looks horrified.

“What’s wrong?” she whispers to him as Sir Andrew banters with the other characters.

“I know that man,” William says quietly. Lizzy is rather concerned to note that his words sound more like a growl than a whisper.

“Who? Sir Andrew?”

“His name is George Wickham.”

Lizzy’s eyes widen. She knows about William’s childhood friend and the way he had betrayed William by attempting to gain more than his fair share of William’s father’s inheritance and generally being an asshole.

“That’s him? I thought you hadn’t seen him for years!”

“I haven’t,” says William grimly. “I have no idea why he’s here.”

“Why would he be playing Sir Andrew, of all people?” asks Lizzy as Sir Andrew — Wickham, apparently — pretends not to understand French.

William’s eyes go wide. “Fuck.”

Lizzy doesn’t think she’s ever heard her boyfriend curse in the entire time she’s known him. “What?”

“Georgiana’s been talking about a charming friend she made in theater. A friend named George.”

“Do you think he’s trying to befriend your sister to get revenge on you?”

“It’s certainly possible.”

Lizzy considers this. Onstage, Wickham and the other actors make their exit.

“Shit,” she agrees.

As they sit there, reeling, Georgiana enters the stage again. Her character, Viola, has now disguised herself as a man. Lizzy blinks. In this costume, Georgiana looks startlingly like her brother.

Lizzy thinks about their new conundrum. She thinks about the play. She thinks about how the plot proceeds from here. She turns to William.

“I have a brilliant idea.”

“This is a stupid plan,” William grumbles as Lizzy pushes him in the direction of Mary, who had managed to escape her place backstage and bring out a costume.

“It’ll be great,” says Lizzy. “Trust me. I’ve been texting Mary and we figured the whole thing out.”

“And Mary is fine with this?” William asks doubtfully.

“Completely,” says Lizzy, conveniently failing to mention the part where she had offered a thirty-dollar Barnes & Noble gift card as a bribe.

“And the rest of the cast?”

“Absolutely on board,” says Lizzy confidently. She had promised them some of Jane’s cookies. “Just get changed and wait for the right moment.”

“You’re going to owe me if this goes wrong,” William mutters darkly.

“And me,” Mary says, handing William the costume.

“Nothing is going to go wrong,” Lizzy says, grinning confidently.

She shoves William in the direction of the bathroom and hurries back to her seat before anyone can get suspicious about her absence.

The play continues. Mary makes her entrance as Lady Olivia, looking commendably unruffled by the sudden change in plans backstage. They perform well, and for a few moments, Lizzy happily loses herself in the play and forgets about her nerves and her glee about her plan.

Then things are set into motion.

At the beginning of act two, it is revealed that Georgiana’s character, Viola, has a twin brother named Sebastian who survived the shipwreck in which everyone assumed he had met his demise. The actor who walks onstage at the beginning of the scene, conversing emphatically with his friend Antonio, is not the person who was originally cast. In fact, the actor who was going to play Sebastian has made his way into the audience, sitting next to Caroline Bingley. He is petting the poodle.

Onstage, the character is instead portrayed by a very wet William Darcy.

“By your patience, no,” says William gravely. His voice is deep and carries well throughout the theater. “My stars shine darkly over me. The malignancy of my fate might perhaps distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave, that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love, to lay any of them on you.”

William’s character has boots that are almost knee-high and a flowing white shirt with long sleeves. He has just survived a shipwreck, and as such, he is wet and disheveled. He is, in short, gorgeous.

Lizzy hears a distant shriek that she assumes is Caroline Bingley. She feels rather similar. She realizes that she may have made a slight miscalculation. There is only one flaw in her genius plan. At the end of the play, Sebastian will marry Lady Olivia, which means that William will have to pretend to marry Mary. If he is going to look like this the whole time, Lizzy does not think she would be able to stand that.

She watches him onstage. She thinks. She is interrupted when her phone buzzes.

Bennet Family Group Chat

muffin: LIZZY WHY IS WILLIAM ONSTAGE

Trouble 2: he’s WHAT

Mother Goose: i thought it was his sister who’s int he play

MaryBerry: *in the

Trouble 1: Lizzy WHAT IS GOING ON PLEASE TELL ME

Lizzy: It’s fine guys don’t worry

muffin: THAT DOESN’T CLARIFY ANYTHING

Lizzy: We have a plan It’s fine

muffin: What kind of plan could possibly require him to be IN THE PLAY

Lizzy: Remember when i told you about his childhood friend’s betrayal The friend is in the play He’s Sir Andrew

muffin: His childhood nemesis is Sir Andrew??

Lizzy: NO The actor

muffin: oh

Trouble 1: oOoOo

Father Goose: ???

Lizzy: Anyway y’know how in twelfth night there’re multiple duels In one of them the character Sebastian fights Wickham’s character

Trouble 1: OOOOO

Lizzy: So William is playing Sebastian now And he’ll have an excuse to beat Wickham’s ass :D

muffin: LIZZY LIZZY THIS IS PROBABLY UNETHICAL

Father Goose: Excellent scheming. I approve

Lizzy: Thanks dad <3

Lizzy sighs and puts her phone away. She looks back at William. He is still as unfairly handsome as he was before. He knows all the lines and is delivering them flawlessly because he is, deep down in his heart, beneath all the brooding and handsomeness, a complete and utter nerd. After a moment, he exits the stage with Antonio and the next scene begins.

Lizzy heaves a sigh of relief at the success of the first part of their plan. Now all William has to do is hide backstage between his scenes and keep Wickham from noticing until their plan comes to fruition.

Ignoring the notifications still coming from her family’s group chat, she opens her Discord conversation with William.

TheWittyFool: good job out there babe!!!! TheWittyFool: you did great <3

Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: I’m hiding behind a barrel right now. Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: I think Mary is laughing at me. Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: I am so wet

TheWittyFool: rip

Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: I’m remembering why I never got into theatre. Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: Oh no Georgiana is back Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: She saw me

TheWittyFool: 🫡TheWittyFool: good luck lol TheWittyFool: maybe explain that her friend is actually an asshole?

Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: Now? Really?

TheWittyFool: i mean it’s better than later

Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: I guess Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: Wish me luck

TheWittyFool: gl :D

Goodnight_Sweet_Prince: D:

Lizzy’s Discord goes silent. It shows William as offline, presumably explaining things to his sister, so she puts her phone away again. She leans back in her seat. She watches the comedy unfolding on the stage. She thinks about the fact that, despite their vastly different personalities, she and Mary actually look fairly similar to each other.

After a moment, she opens her phone.

Bennet Family Group Chat

Lizzy: I have another brilliant idea

MaryBerry: Oh no.

Lizzy: :)

“I can’t believe you convinced me to do this,” Mary sighs as she helps lace the back of Lizzy’s costume.

“I mean, you’ll get seventy dollars at Barnes & Noble out of it,” says Lizzy. “Seems like a pretty good deal to me. Besides, you can do the rest of the play in the next few performances.”

“This whole situation is absurd,” Mary continues, ignoring Lizzy.

Lizzy ignores her in turn, flipping through the copy of Twelfth Night the actor playing Sir Toby had lent her and muttering lines to herself. When the costume is on properly, Mary sighs and leaves her be. She is typing something on her phone. Lizzy assumes the group chat is dissolving into further chaos. She does not care.

Satisfied that she knows the part well enough, she puts the play aside and turns to peek at the performance from her place backstage. William is on the stage. It is the first scene of act four. Soon, the moment of truth will arrive.

Indeed, after only a few minutes, Wickham makes his entrance onto the stage. Lizzy relishes the look of complete and utter shock on his face when he recognizes William. He stumbles. He opens and closes his mouth. His face goes pale. For a moment, Lizzy thinks he is going to completely abandon his part, but he recovers after a long minute of silence.

“N- now, sir, have I met you again?” Wickham stutters after a moment. “There’s for you!”

Wickham attempts to glare at William threateningly. William is glowering at him, looking for all the world as though he actually intends to duel him to the death.

Wickham takes a deep breath — Lizzy assumes he is trying desperately to remember his blocking — before he walks forward and slaps William in the face.

William raises one eyebrow. He draws his fake dagger. He scowls, and then, like a striking panther, he lunges forward.

“Why, there’s for thee,” he cries, striking Wickham in the stomach with the hilt of his dagger. “And there” —a hit to his side— “and there!”

As he delivers the final words, William gives him a blow to the shoulder that sends Wickham sprawling on the floor.

“Are all the people mad?” growls William, and Lizzy swears she hears Wickham whimper.

Another character, Sir Toby, intervenes in the fight. The actor appears genuinely concerned. “Hold, sir, or I’ll throw your dagger o’er the house!”

One character delivers a line and exits the stage. Lizzy winks at him, and he stifles a laugh.

Onstage, the actor playing Sir Toby takes William’s arm and holds him back. William is glaring daggers at Wickham, who is just now returning to his feet.

“Come on, sir, hold!” says the actor.

“Nay, let him alone,” Wickham pants, clutching his side. “I’ll go another way to work with him; I’ll have an action of battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria. Though I struck him first, yet it’s no matter for that.”

“Let go thy hand!” William snarls at the remaining actor, Sir Toby.

The character begins to protest, but before he can finish his line, William breaks free and draws his fake sword. Sir Toby says a few lines and draws his own sword, but Lizzy is no longer paying attention. Her turn has almost come.

Taking a deep breath, she enters the stage as Olivia.

“Hold, Toby,” she cries. “On thy life I charge thee hold!”

Everyone turns. The actors all stare at her, blinking. There are varying levels of shock on their faces. William’s eyes are very wide.

“Madam—” says Sir Toby’s poor actor weakly.

“Will it ever be thus? Ungracious wretch,” she says, glaring directly at Wickham.

She launches into a series of insults until all the actors except William slink from the stage, then proceeds to deliver a series of loving lines to William.

William looks just as confused as his character is supposed to be.

“What relish is in this? How runs the stream?” he says weakly to the audience. “Or am I mad, or else is this a dream?”

They exchange a few more lines, as Lizzy’s character professes her adoration for William’s character.

“Nay, come, I prithee,” she says. “Would thou’dst be rul’d by me!”

“Madam, I will.”

“O say so, and so be!”

Lizzy walks up to William and, gently cupping his cheek, draws him into a kiss. It takes a moment for him to catch on, but soon he is kissing her back. The crowd applauds as they embrace and then walk offstage, hand in hand. Lizzy even hears a bark that sounds like a strangely approving poodle.

The moment they leave the stage, William turns to glare at her halfheartedly. “Why didn’t you warn me?!”

“There wasn’t time,” says Lizzy. “Also, this was funnier.”

William sighs, the effect slightly ruined by the smile he cannot quite hide. “You’re a menace.”

“Yep.”

William shakes his head. “Do you realize that was our first kiss?”

Lizzy blinks. “Huh.” She frowns. “I guess it was.” She turns to look at him. “Is that okay?”

William considers this for a moment. “It seems rather fitting, I suppose.”

“What do you mean?”

“Our relationship started with mistaken identities and general confusion. It was only right for us to continue the trend.”

Lizzy laughs, loud and bright. Mary runs up and hushes her.

“Give me your costume and get out of here!” she says. Beside her is the actor who was supposed to play Sebastian. “You’ve had your fun and given that barbarian something to remember you by. Now let us do the play properly.”

Lizzy and William change and surrender their costumes without complaint. They leave and return to their seats as everyone resumes their proper parts and brings the play to a close. Lizzy is satisfied to note that, when he comes back onstage, Wickham is sporting the beginnings of a rather spectacular black eye.

They applaud louder than anyone else as the actors take their bows. They leave the theater before Wickham can emerge from backstage. They are not disturbed by Caroline — she seems to have fled at some point after the onstage kiss. Lizzy and William hold hands as they walk down the street, enjoying the quiet and the sunshine after the chaos that had been the last few hours.

“That was the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever done,” says William. “It was a terrible idea. I’m going to have to properly deal with Wickham eventually.”

“It was fun though, wasn’t it?”

William is silent. Lizzy takes this as the agreement it is.

“You’re welcome,” she says with a grin.

William sighs, rolls his eyes, and kisses her again.

Together, they walk into the sunset.

(Two hours later…)

Bennet Family Group Chat

muffin: drama.mov I filmed the whole scene btw

Lizzy: wHAT

muffin: :)

*Many people are typing*

#pride and prejudice #pride & prejudice #p&p #elizabeth bennet #fitzwilliam darcy #jane austen #wren writes #bloodsoaked-rambles #i had so much fun with this ngl #bloodsoaked-rainbows and i laughed very much #and got to reread parts of twelfth night which is always a bonus

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stars-in-our-oceans · 1 year

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Scroll past if you dont wanna read my incoherent rambling while brainstorming the FUCK outta this fic

Avatrice au prompt that I also wanna write lol TM TM TM TM TM TM MOTHERFUCKERS

Beatrice is a sculpture amongst five artist who were selected to go through a paid internship (paid internships amirite) at the louvre. This internship would allow artist to push their creative bounds outside of all the boxes that may have constricted them in their daily lives.

When they all finished their pieces their predecessors would pick and choose which pieces were “worthy” of being apart of the museum's modern artist showing. Each of the artist who were selected had only a year to finish all of their pieces, but Beatrice finished hers in under 8 months.

Mostly due to the fact that she would stay working until the sunrise because she was a perfectionist but also... she was passionate.

However so was Ava once upon a time, but now all he can do is sit and watch through the lifeless eyes of a statue... [BANGER]

Ava can only sit and watch Beatrice work through one of the paintings in the museum

- So maybe… Sister Francis who’s like the wicked witch, cursed Ava to watch her life pass her by (kinda like an continuation for her time spent in the orphanage as a paraplegic) so like being trapped in a painting/statue, was sister Francis’ way of “sparing her from death.” THIS CAN STILL APPLY IF I PLAN ACCORDINGLY ND SWITCH UP SOME THINGS BEAR (haha pun , im so funny iykyk) WITH ME

- WAIT SO LIKE WHAT IF AVA STILL HAS THE HALO JAMMED IN HER BACK AFTER HAVING ALREADY BEEN KILLED BY SIS FRANCIS (WHICH SISTER KNEW THIS BUT USED HER TO HIDE THE ARTIFACT IN THE PAINTING/SCULPTURE ALONG WITH AVA WITHOUT REALIZING THAT IT WOULD RESURRECT HER LOL) this is kinda contradictory lol

- I was also thinking whichever pieces Ava is “trapped” in or “bound” to, belonged to one of the predecessors that was also selected at one point just like Beatrice. Which obviously makes this person very likely to have had something to do with what happened to Ava. I mean technically the predecessor could have smth to do with what happened to Ava, like this person worked with sister Francis and made the sculpture so she would have somewhere to hide the halo (not anticipating a entire human being apart of the equation but ya know life or whatever 👁️👄👁️)

- Beatrice however does end up finding out about Ava’s situation (SOMEHOW) Beatrice probably things its just sleep deprivation when she sees a singular teardrop fall from the eyes of the statue or like fucking uhhhh???

- Beatrice then is somehow convinced later on that she can break the curse (bc Ava’s smart ass would definitely find a way to fuck w bea) so bea maybe finds out about the existence of another witch (Lilith) to help her break the curse, if shes will lol

- the part im having trouble with is incorporating Lilith into the story because odds are bea doesn’t know about the supernatural 🤩 so like the FUCK would she seek out a random witch for???? Uhhhhh mayhaps Lilith senses the halos energy AFTER it activates and goes to investigate in the museum but also figured thatd draw too much attention, so she finds a way to get a job there.. which is how she comes across BEATRICE HUZZAH 🎉 YALL I JUST FIGURED OUT MY OWN PLOT HOLE IT MIGHT NOT MAKE SENSE TO YALL BUT HELL

- Also, Camila, Yasmin, Mary, Shannon, along with Beatrice are the candidates for the internship. (Camila and Beatrice are roommates) (Shannon and Mary are married and roommates WHAT ARE THE ODDS!!?!??) and YASMINE UHHH lives nearby (bc the internship also paid for housing, and Yasmin didn’t really require the housing still determining whether or not she is a nun)

- so Shannon and Mary were never nuns nor part of the convent, Beatrice is a reformed nun who decided art was more important than her vows (slay sister artist), Camila was getting her masters in cyber security but had always felt her true calling was art and saw this opportunity and took it, and yea I guess Yasmin is still a nun in this au but like of the more chill variety (so in terms of where she stays which is the convent, she was able to get lucky enough to commute back n forth to the museum due to the short distance)

- also Camila decided to either stay late with Beatrice one night/come pick bea up and witnesses the weird aforementioned thing Ava does in the sculpture or painting after being revived by the halo and unlike ya know screaming when she awoke 🥹😖 (god this is somehow sadder than the actual storyline wth imo) she has to silently cry instead out of the sculpture LIKE IN THAT ONE SCENE IN THE SHOW OMFG YOU KNOW THE ONE WHEN AVA AND MARY SLEEP IN THE CHURCH IN THAT ONE TOWN YEAH

- okay… so it is 5am but I am sticking with the sculpture idea bc the fucking teardrop sounds cool lollll like bea sees it, wipes her eyes blinking hard, and Camila is just like 🧍🏻”ayo they done sprung a leak in here???” BUT THIS TIME IT AINT A FUCKING LEAK YO WHAT??!??? CRAZY!???!?

- also yea Lilith DEF a security guard (so she has clearance to being in the museum late at night idc if thats not how it is irl this will be biblically accurate information in my au) and that is how she comes across bea and Camila (ooh woo *winks*) bc you already know im going to have Beatrice use Camila as leverage to steal Lilith’s heart so they can help get Ava outta the sculpture (also Camila and bea are allowed to stay late too yea yea bc they sectioned off apart of the museum for them to work where Ava’s sculpture happened to be hehehe, im scheming, gay scheming, if I may HEHEHEE)

- so like idk what else to add currently bc if el halo is still in Ava’s back when she gets out of the sculpture then she can magically walk again but like not immediately (bc like after she gets out bea, Camila, and Lilith too lol bc she will be the witchy bestie chasing after Camila like a lost puppy , ANYWAYS they realize that they cant just take a freaked out, unstable, Ava to the hospital w/o questions arising bc in this she was declared “missing” from the orphanage, ANYWAYS X2 Sorry I have adhd unmedicated, they take Ava back to bea and cam’s apartment nd call Shannon and Mary bc Mary is a nurse (we love a multi tasking queen) who helps alba and what not. Mary and Shannon come to find out what happened, but also bea and cam let ava stay “secretly” in their apartment so they can figure out wtf to do from there)

- nd like tbh i dont wanna make huge conflict bc ava already been hurt enough but after she gets out of the sculpture she gets to know bea and all that cute shit and gets to experience the life she missed out on, but that would create a plot hole bc if Lilith can sense the halo that means Francis can too (so who knows ava may find out the halo gives her powers and kills Francis by “accident” in this timeline too HAHAH) so maybe Francis sends the predecessor who created the sculpture only to find it shattered

I know this is getting away from the internship aspect of the story (im trying to be consistent bc like bea, cam, and Lilith needed to have a reason to be in the museum that late at night but like if they all worked there thatd be BORING so im improvising but THIS IS JUST BRAINSTORMING) and also kinda overshadowing yasmin (so as much as I love her she may just be a far removed side character reeeee)

- ANOTHA ONE, OKAY SO LIKE WHAT IF BEATRICE FOR SOME UNGODLY REASON HAS A NECKLACE THAT HAS DIVINIUM IN IT STARTS GLOWING AFTER AVA WAKES UP ANYTIME BEA IS NEAR THE SCULPTURE REEEEEEEE (yall the smile on my face bc I feel like I’ve cracked another code, or you could say YOU COULD SAY IVE CONNECTED THE DOTS)

- also like what if mommy- sorry mother 🥸 superion was like the person who overlooked their progress on their pieces, obviously bea is way ahead of everyone else, overachieving bichass [endearingly] 🙄 , but yea LOL

FUCK OKAY TIME TO PUT THIS IN A DOC BC MY HEAD HURTS STARING AT THIS WHITE SCREEN

#warrior nun #avatrice #warrior nun au

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pokeexehasstoppedworking · 9 months

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Applin Of My Eye Ch4 New Territory In Turrffield

(Warning: mentioning of death. The backstory for Milo and his brother is NOT cannon and is only for the story. Thank you to everyone who suggested a name for the new Pokemon. The wooloo shall now be named Mary Lou.)

"Y-Y-Y/N?!"

Felix had to quickly dive in order to make sure Milo didn't drop the giant gift basket they had brought over, practically shoving it back into his brothers hands jostling Milo back from shock and having him stumble to catch himself. You giggled as he straightened back up red faced and embarrassed.

"I-I-I mean of COURSE it's you!" He smiled a bit too widely flustered under your smile. "I mean W-Who else w-w-would it be?! You're the only Y/n after all! *Ahem*...W-What are you doing here?"

"I live here now." You gestured to the house behind you. "I just bought it a week ago and settled all the paperwork."

"Wow! Really?" Felix lit up. "that's great! What made you want to move into Turrffield?"

"I wanted to settle down somewhere quiet and peaceful and Turrffield was the perfect place for it all. It reminds me of Postwick kinda, but there wasn't any space there. And Turrffield offers a bit more open space which I like." You glanced back to Milo whom was still blushing. "But what's this?"

"We brought you over a gift basket." Felix elbowed Milo in the ribs making him jolt.

"UH YEAH THIS IS FOR YOU!!," he blurted out quickly holding out the large basket to you.

"It's got some home grown food and preservatives made by yours truly! It's a tradition of sorts to give any new comers some of Turrffield's very own pride and joy!," Felix proudly explained as you took the basket from Milo, "It was Milo's idea. He's friendly and considerate like that."

Your eyes scanned across the basket you had to use both arms to carry and smiled. "Wow. This would definitely help save on groceries. Thank you!" You then stepped back a bit. "Would you like to come in? I don't have much but you're welcome to stay for lunch. It'd be the least I could do for all the kindness you showed me."

Before Milo could say anything he yelped as his brother pushed him forward into the home. "We would LOVE to!"

He had no choice but to stumble inside the house with Felix pushing behind him. The house looked...Well it was as generic and plain as a home could be he supposed. Barely any furniture was about, he guessed Old Man Jenkins took most of the original furniture when he moved out, and the house looked pretty simplified. He stood there gulping as the door closed behind them and a moment later you walked back into view with a smile.

"Would you guys like some lunch? I'm not much of a cook but I could offer you some food I have in the kitchen."

"U-Um..S-S-Sure." He gulped. "Y-Your h-house looks n-nice."

"Thanks. I haven't had much time to decorate yet." You motioned your head. "C'mon. The kitchen's this way."

They followed you into the kitchen, which also looked plain and simple looking, and watched as you walked over to the counter before placing the basket on the counter. Silver was laying down on the floor probably asleep and barely looked up when you all walked in.

"Sorry if I don't have a lot to offer. Would instant noodle curry be alright?"

"That'll be just fine," Felix confirmed. "So... Turrffield huh? Y'know this is a farming community. Does that mean you're going to be farming and using all those berry trees back there?"

"Actually I was planning on renting the property out." You made for a cabinet where you would find the instant curry cups. "It's too big for me to maintain it all and I know someone else who rents their land to farmers."

"So... You're letting someone use your land to grow their own food to sell and having them pay you for using it? .. That's not a too bad idea. Renting it to anyone yet?"

"No. I was thinking of putting a post up in the rotomi system but I haven't gotten around to it yet." You turned we with three cups in your arms. "I figured it would be a good way to make extra money and ensure the property wouldn't be wasted for use."

...Felix slowly looked at his brother. "You know... Milo's been wanting some more room to plant more vegetables like lettuce and tomatoes but we couldn't figure out how to do that without making it cramped or tearing down one of our barns." He elbowed his brother again. "This sounds like a great deal! Don't you think Milo?"

"Huh?!" Milo blinked. "Oh! U-Um...*ahem* That does sound like a good deal." He cleared his throat straightening himself out with a deep inhale. "How much were you planning on renting it for?"

"Oh. About five hundred a month and a small portion of the money they make from selling the produce they grow. I'll even let them pick all the berries from the trees they want to." You set out placing the cups on your counter and heading for the kettle you previously left on the stovetop.

Felix grabbed Milo's hand, a face of happiness coming over him. "Milo! Restaurants and trainers pay dozens of money for those berries! Jenkins never let anyone touch them. This could be a great opportunity!"

"I don't know Felix. Seems like a bit of extra work for us."

"It doesn't have to be just us! Think about it! You could employ some of your gym workers to help pick berries from the trees and work the fields! They could use the extra money for their families and we can use the extra funds to help restore the geoglyh like you wanted! Or for any charity you wanted. Berries sell for lots of money." With each word Milo looked more and more interested with each word Felix said. "Plus it'll give you more time to be with your cru-"

"Thank you, Felix! I will think about that!" His face got red again just as you turned around.

"Would you like a cup of instant noodle curry?"

"Y-YES! Please!"

In the end Milo did end up getting that offer. It sounded too good to pass up! Extra pay for his town. Funds for restoring the geoglyh and few stone carvings here. Space for the produce he's been wanting to grow for a while.....And maybe getting closer to the woman he liked- UH. HE MEANT GREETING A NEW NEIGHBOR AND HELPING HER SETTLE INTO TURRFFIELD!! YEAH!! THAT'S WHAT HE MEANT!! Ahem. It took one month to prepare everything. He spoke with you again to draw up the legal contract and to make sure you were ok with the idea of his hired workers coming onto the fields to work them of course you agreed. Two days later you woke up and discovered around twenty men and women with LOTS of gear ranging from hoes and shovels to a giant tractor heading to the giant gate in your fence leading to the few acres behind your house. One of those people being Milo who waved and walk over to greet you.

"Hey! Y/n, good morning!," He called with a wave as he walked over to you, "Sorry about all the noise! I figured we should come over to fix the area before we're able to use it."

You smiled. "No. Not at all! The place is a bit overgrown. I was just surprised to see everyone."

He chuckled nervously a hand on his neck and you couldn't help but find his bashfulness cute. "W-Well Old Man Jenkins was a bit too old to take care of six acres all by himself, but he was stubborn and never let anyone tried to help. Liked to keep to himself and didn't like anyone on his property I guess. So it'll take a bit of repairing before we can use it. I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all. It could use some sprucing up." You glanced over everyone and they seemed to go to work immediately. "How long do you think it'll take to fix it all?"

"Oh not too long. We should be able to start planting by the end of this month! But we can start harvesting those berry trees now if you want."

"Go right ahead. I wouldn't want them to go bad anyways. So go ahead and pick as many as you want. All I ask is that you save some for me since that's what I'm using as food mostly."

"Not a problem!," He assured you holding up a hand with a smile. "I'll be sure to tell everyone that. Oh! Before I forget!" You blinked as he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a few dollar bills before holding them out for you. "Here. The first months rent for the land. I can't thank you enough for this. The extra income to Turrffield is great!"

You slowly took the money from him before smiling. "Thanks! I'm glad I can help the community out like this! Anyway I can help?"

"Well I don't think you know much about farm equipment no offense. But if you make sure everyone stays hydrated it'd be very helpful. Hard work can really work up a sweat."

"I can do that no problem. Oh. And Milo." He hummed but froze when you reached up and patted his cheek with a giggle. "I really do think you're a kind and compassionate person."

You then turned and left leaving him there...before his face poofed up a deep red again. "...Oh sweet wooloo knitted sweaters."

The next month wasn't too eventful. Everyone came early in the morning and did work until around four in the afternoon before leaving to break for the end of the day, while you busied yourself bringing out drinks and drinks for everyone there. Of course Milo supervised and helped with everything. Grass mowed, trees trimmed, berries collected, fields plowed, weeds pulled, fallen trees hauled away- By the end of the first month all the hard work had been done and they came back for the rest of the berries and to start planting. You saw someone attached a hand plow to a mudsdale and start plowing the fields as others added fertilizer to the ground or planted seeds. It was starting to get better. Already it looked great now that the entire area was being maintained and used. By the time they were done, everyone was set and now only a few people would come by at various parts of the day to water the plants or make sure things were all going smoothly or to gather more berries. They grew back surprisingly fast. You still saw Milo although and the next time you both met would be a bit of a surprise. You had just gone out to get the mail and turned around when you heard a shout.

"Y/N LOOK OUT!!"

You looked up, saw a giant white ball rolling towards you, yelled, and dove just in time to avoid a wooloo rolling past and a second later a pink haired blue dove past. Milo let out a loud 'OOF!' and thud as his chest fell against the ground and his hands grabbed strongly onto the wooloo that baaed loudly as strong hands pulled it back.

"Gotcha! Lucy, you are in big trouble young lady!" With a grunt he pulled the annoyed looking wooloo into his lap as he struggled to sit on his knees and gave a firm look. "You know better than to run off like that! You could've hurt Y/n if you ran into her!" The wooloo only baaed again waving her legs around. Milo frowned before looking up at your form. "...Oh...Uh." He quickly stood up with a worried look. "I'm so sorry. Are you alright?"

You nodded before raising a brow at him. His white shirt was stained brown from the dirt where he landed on the ground. Poor Milo. "You ok there?"

He sighed. "Yeah. Sorry about this. It's sheering day but Lucy doesn't like it too much. She always manages to run away before I can grab her. I never know how she makes it over the fence."

"It's alright. I didn't get bowled over this time so it's good." That made Milo chuckle a bit.

"Oh..Before I forget again, I got something for you." Maneuvering the pokemon under one arm, he reached into his pocket again before pulling out a...wad of cash?! And holding it out to you. "Here. The rent for this month and a portion of those berries we shipped out of here."

You stared wide eyed at it before slowly taking it from him. "Whoa...I just..How much is this?"

"Two thousand five hundred dollars."

Your eyes almost popped out like some cartoon character as you snapped to him I'm shock. "Two thousand five hundred dollars?! Holy Arceus! How many berries did you sell?!"

"Actually those berries sell for a lot of money," he explained, "Some have healing properties so they can be sold to hospitals, doctors, and pokemon centers to make healing ointment and antidotes for lots of things. Others taste really good and are sold to big restaurant chains. There's also plenty of regular people and trainers who want to buy them for their own reasons. That's why I was really happy when you agreed to let us take some."

Your face slowly returned to normal before nodding and leaning over. "I guess that makes more sense now, but hey. That's good to hear." You leaned back up something in your hand. "I bet you could do a lot of good with that money." He blinked as you reached up to plop the hat back on his head which had fallen off in his dive. "There. You look handsome in that."

He paused.... before his face exploded red again and he sputtered. "I- You.....WELL THANKS FOR THAT!" He quickly turned to walk away as you giggled. "I-ILL SEE YOU LATER!!" You giggled again and turned to walk back into your house- "Y/n?" You stopped and turned back to Milo. He seemed to sweat a bit hesitating...before asking. "Would you...l-l-like to come over tomorrow evening for dinner with m-m-me?A-AND FELIX TOO OF COURSE!! HE B-B-BE HAPPY TO SEE YOU TOO!!"

You blinked...before smiling. "I'd love to have dinner with you guys! Is it alright if I bring my drizzlie?"

"Of course! I-Its perfectly fine! F-F-Five o'clock sound fine?"

"Sounds great! See you then."

"B-Bye!!" He was quick to turn and leave your giggling form behind. Cute.

The next day came and you would've gladly waited until evening for Milo's invitation but there iswas one thing that ruined that plan. Early in the morning you heard a man's yell and hurried outside just in time to see one of the workers yelling angrily at a pokemon. And that pokemon was a wooloo. The pokemon angrily stared at the man trying to shoo it away with a foot while chewing on something that looked like one of the small cabbages planted nearby.

"GET OUT OF HERE!! GO ON!! SHOO!," the man shouted nudging a foot at it.

"*BBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAA!!!*" The small Pokemon baaed back once swallowing the food inside it's mouth.

You and Silver exchanged looks before you shrugged and stepped off your back porch towards the two. "Hey! What's going on?"

"THIS WILD WOOLOO'S STEALING OUR CABBAGES!!," The man pointed without even looking up at you from glaring at the wooloo. Which again baaed angrily at him.

You blinked. "A wild wooloo?" You rose a brow at the small Pokemon. "Are you sure? Doesn't it belong to someone around here?''

"NO!! THIS ONE'S A WILD ONE!! I KNOW THE DIFFERENCE!! AND THIS LITTLE THEIF IS STEALING OUR HARD WORK!!"

It baaed again and you hummed looking at it. "A wild one huh?...I guess it's hungry. Are you hungry little guy? Do you want food?" Instantly the wooloo snapped at you and baaed louder again. "Well come with me and I'll get you all set up. I have some food inside." Along with a few extra pokeballs. "C'mon. Let's go get you some food." Silver chirped in question. "*sigh* Yes. You too."

The worker finally stopped yelling as the Wooloo followed you and you disappeared with both pokemon into the house. It wouldn't be wild for too long.

-HOURS LATER-

"I hope she doesn't mind mushrooms."

The stove was hot and the sweet smells wafted through the air thanks to the pasta noodles boiling next to the pot of sauce bubbling and filled with mushrooms and sweet spices that sent warmth and delicious smells into the air. Surely it would attract the attention of Felix soon and his little brother would be begging for food despite the fact that he wasn't done with it yet. Or before a certain lady showed up-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

He looked up as knocks came from the door...before giving a sigh. Guess that hope was dashed. "COME IN! THE DOOR'S OPEN!!" He called from the stove. He couldn't leave and risk burning the sauce.

A second later he heard the door open and a woman's voice call out through the home. "Hello?"

"In the kitchen!," He called back not looking up. A moment later he heard the door closing and the sounds of footsteps and...hooves? "You're a little early!I wasn't expecting you for another hour yet!"

"Well I hope I'm not intruding."

"Not at all!" He turned with a smile. "I enjoy the...company." he blinked. You were standing there with your drizzlie...but there was also another thing there that baaed at him. "...Is that a wooloo with you?"

"Hm? Oh yeah." You glanced at the baaing wooloo with a smile. "That's Mary Lou. I just got her today."

"You got a wooloo? When?"

"Just this morning. A wild wooloo found it's way into your cabbage. Figured I could use a little cutie pie like her. Isn't that right sweetie?" Mary baaed In response. "I hope you don't mind the extra company."

Milo smiled before laughing. "No. Not at all. Its a pleasant surprise! I really like wooloo anyways!" He nodded to the table. "Go ahead and take a seat while you wait. I'll be done in a moment."

"Thanks!" You took the seat he offered you with a smile and sat down before smelling the air. "Wow. That smells great. What is it?"

"Sweet mushroom medley curry. Hope you don't mind it."

"Sounds delicious." You took a moment to look around and settled on the far right wall that was covered in pictures you didn't notice the first time you were here, settling on one that was of Felix holding a younger looking Daisy. Maybe after she just hatched? "How's Felix by the way?"

"Oh he's doing great. Right now he's upstairs studying math."

"I see. How's Daisy? I hope she didn't try to escape again."

"You kidding me? They're practically glued together now."

"He seems to love her a lot."

"Well she's his first ever pokemon. I have him the Wooloo egg but he's the one who took care of it before it hatched into Daisy." He chuckled. "He literally raised her by hand and I'm proud of him for it. He's raised a good wooloo, and according to Nurse Joy she's back to a healthy weight."

"That's great to hear! I'm glad she's going better."

Your eyes called the other pictures. Most were of Felix doing various things or Felix with Milo but there was a few of Milo's many wooloo, his grass type Pokemon, one or two more of Daisy, one of just Milo here and there but you paused when your eyes saw one picture frame larger than all the rest. It was rectangled and it looked like a much younger version of Milo and Felix, MUCH younger. They stood in front of the same house you currently sat in. Behind the two brothers was a man and woman who looked to be around the same age as Gloria's mother. Both had pink hair and green eyes similar colored to the brothers and next to the man right behind Milo was another middle aged man who had darker pink hair and darker green eyes compared to everyone else in the picture. You just...stared at it for a long moment before Milo turned to see why you had gone silent before following your eyes and he also paused.

"....Milo. Who are those people in the picture there?" You gestured to said picture.

Milo didn't say anything at first just looking at the picture before looking away back towards the stove. "Oh... That's..me and Felix of course. We were just kids then."

"And the other people?"

He again hesitated. "That's...our mum and dad. They're uh.. N-No longer with us."

The shock of what he said caused you to stare at him wide eyed and jaw dropped. "...W-Wha-...I just...I didn't know! I'm so sorry!"

He waved a hand at you. "No. It's alright. You didn't know like you said, and it's fine. I'm used to it now. The other man by our dad is out uncle. He used to be the gym leader here before he retired from the position. He uh...took us in when ma and pa passed away. He's uh..." His movements slowed. "H-Hes not with us either actually."

"Oh, Milo." You frowned sympathetically. "I'm so sorry. Must be hard."

"It was. Still is actually but life goes by and I have other things in my life to help with. Turrffield. The gym. My pokemon. And especially Felix. He's the best thing I could ask for...What about you?" He turned his head to look at you over his shoulder. "What's your family like?"

" This time it was your turn to pause and look at him before sighing. "Actually... I'm not on speaking terms with either of my parents." You scowled. " My parents divorced when I was eleven years old and my dad hasn't tried to talk to me since. Then my mom controlled and used me for free labor until I left. Haven't seen or spoken to her in almost two years and I'd rather keep it that way."

"Yikes. She must be terrible if you don't want to see her again and you're a pretty patient person."

''Ugh. She is." You sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring the mood down."

"No, no. It's alright. I guess we all have our own hardships to over come." He finally took the pot of noodles off the stove and headed towards the sink which you now realized had a strainer in it. "Food's almost done. Just got to drain the noodles and we'll be all good to go."

"I see...So did your uncle give you the gym?", You asked as he poured the noodles into the strainer letting the hot water run down the sink.

He nodded. "Yeah. He actually trained me to be his replacement. Felix always wanted the position really though which is why I'm currently training him. When he gets old enough Im planning on signing it over to him and just retiring to run the family farm better. For now I just want him to get a good education and be a kid."

"It's really kind of you to put Felix and Turrffield before yourself, but don't you ever want to do something for yourself?"

"I'm happy to put everyone before me since everyone could use the help and Felix deserves to have a good childhood." He did pause however holding the strainer up from the sink. "Although...there h-h-has been one thing I've wanting to do myself."

"Oh really? What?"

His face instantly went a pink. "W-W-Well...*ahem* There's this...girl I am kinda maybe f-f-fond of." He cleared his throat and and turned back to the stove carrying the strainer full of noodles. Your eyes widened...before you just smiled in amusement. "She's r-r-really nice a-a-and one of the first people who genuinely complimented me. She e-even went as far as to replace s-something she accidentally made me drop."His face burnt more and more as he went on practically feeling his face on fire. "She's also....v-very p-p-pretty. B-B-But I don't think she would like me back."

"Why not?"

He sighed. "I don't really have a lot to offer. I'm not really the richest, and Im really busy with running the farm and gym duties and raising Felix. So I couldn't offer y- HER a lot of my time."

You hummed knowingly. "I dunno, Milo. Have you tried asking her? Maybe she thinks your schedule is fine for her and she doesn't care about money."

"No. I'm really no one special." His eyes looked down. "I'm not a strong trainer like Leon or fun like Piers...Or handsome with millions of fans like Raihan or Gordie even. I'm just a Farmer who happens to be a gym leader. Of course I don't mind not being the strongest, battling should be about having fun!"

"That's what you see in battles huh?"

He nodded. "Simply enjoy battling and have fun is my motto. But yeah...I don't think she'd be really interested in myself."

"Well that's not a fair conclusion. You didn't even ask me those things." Milo paused. "I like you just the way you are, and if you ask me you're pretty adorable.~"

His face whipped around to you wide eyed as you just smiled. "I-...You-...Y-Y-YOU KNEW THE WHOLE TIME?!"

You nodded. "It was kinda obvious with how you were acting."

He just continued to stare at you wide eyed before he groaned embarrassed. "Felix said the same thing. Is it really that obvious?"

"You act like you like me every time we're around each other." You smiled wider. "It's pretty obvious and pretty cute. You already know I don't care about those superficial things."

He sighed defeated. "I guess there's no getting around it. Heh..But if it's alright with you, can we keep this on the downlow and remain friends f-for now? I s-s-still have some feelings to sort out."

"Not a problem. Your feelings and comfort come first."

Wow. She really was understanding. He smiled in thanks-

"What are you two doing?" Milo yelped and both of you looked over at Felix standing in the doorway raising a brow. Daisy baaed next to his feet.

"F-Felix! How long were you standing there?!"

"I heard you guys say my name and assumed dinner was ready." He pointed at Mary. "And where did that wooloo come from?"

"*sigh* Just come sit down. Dinner's ready."

You kept your word from that day on. Everything seemed normal. He'd do his duties, paid the rent and a portion of the products to you each month, Felix would try to wingman and embarrass him, and every so often he'd stop by to check up on the state of your land. Most of the produce was almost done growing so they could harvest it all pretty soon. And every so often you all would share meals together whether it be at your place or hers. However everything would change once a strange visitor showed up. He was tending to his fields rolling some of the new hay bails to be put in the barn for winter when he heard it.

CCCCCCAAAAAAAWWWWWW!!!!!

The loud roar of a giant pokemon breached the quiet community followed by strong wing beats. It made him pause and stop rolling the hay bails to look up as the wing beats got louder and louder. Emerald eyes blinked as his face was blasted by a strong gust of air, his hand just barely snapping up in time to stop his hat from blowing away. In the sky a GIANT black mass was flapping above them slowly lowering with each wingbeat. His many wooloo baaed in fright before scattering off in different directions as the black mass touched the ground just a little ways from him, and revealed itself to be a corvinight. The giant flying Pokemon gave off a loud caw at the land and sat upon the flying taxi as the door opened and someone with Purple hair stepped out. Milo blinked for a moment at the newcomer..before smiling widely.

"Hey, Leon!," He greeted at the sight of the Champion who walked towards him. "Wow. I wasn't expecting to see you today! What do I owe the pleasure?"

The champion smiled. "Milo! Im sorry to say that I can't stay too long. I'm on official league business ordered by the Chairwoman herself. I just dropped by to make sure you and Y/n got an invite." He said reaching under his cape and pulling out two beige letter with a red wax seal before holding it out to him. "Here! Your and Felix's official invite to the first ever Galarian Star Tournament later this year! Dont worry. I already delivered Y/n hers."

He blinked before slowly taking it from him and looking at it. "A tournament huh?"

Leon nodded. "Yep! All the information you'll need is in the letters! Just make sure to read it all thoroughly when you have time."

Leon had left a moment later after giving Milo a good bye and took off once more in the flying taxi more wing beats and powerful wing beats causing more wind. And then it left him there standing with two letters in his hands...Well curiosity got the better of him so he opened one to read the contents inside right there, and he hummed reading over the events. However one part saying he was allowed to bring a date caught his attention and stayed on his mind for the next few days. Maybe it was his crush on her. Or maybe it was Felix encouraging him to ask her. Or maybe it was the thought of bringing a nice date to prove he could get one. Or maybe cupid's arrow was that powerful. But either way he found himself red faced and standing on her porch. Knocking on her door. And fumbling as she answered the door smiling

"Milo. What are you doing here?"

He gulped. "I-I-I wanted t-t-to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"W-W-Will you b-b-b-be my date t-t-t-to the tornam-m-ment?"

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coyotevallie · 10 months

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syd+jeddie chnt

ok im assuming ur doing this for the ask game but tbh even if ur NOT i still win bc i got to talk about my favs forever despite being wrong

SYDNEY SARGENT

sexuality hc: dunno ...... itd really help if he had a canon sexuality (hes gay .)

gender hc: oh idk ..... its not like hes a canon trans guy or anything .... who knows

a ship i like: im a seddie girl til either i die or they do but i also quite like him w soren and juniper :3

a friendship i like: i think his friendship w marisol shouuld be explored more tbh its really interesting to me (:

a ship i dont like: i moderately dislike elijah x sydney <- holding back the burning rage of a thousand suns

a random hc: i think he has a bizarre talent for understanding lyrics first time in songs to the degree that people suspect the bonfire may be providing them to him . which is STRANGE because he has auditory processing disorder but somehow he can listen to one of those really edited drawly goth songs where the lyrics are intentionally incomprehensible and immediately hear all the lyrics right the first time around but will not understand simple sentences you say to him at times

general opinion: hes literally my best friend i love him so much hes so dear to me and so fascinating and i want to kiss him and i love him so much that it actually is killing me i adore his silly little self

JEDIDIAH MARTIN

sexuality hc: doesnt label it . if he thought abt it for long enough and really cared to label it theyd probably identify as bi gay but he isnt planning on ever doing that so

gender hc: cisgender man who has very normal emotions about gender and experienced very reasonable and rational amounts of jealousy from the moment sydney transitioned onwards (worlds most closested transfem nonbinary 2 exist bc they were so fucking christian all of their life and the second they left christianity they were dealing with fucking debilitating guilt for the sydney thing so not really thinking abt "hey am i a girl")

a ship i like: again i heart seddie but i also like jed w soren and marie ann :3

a friendship i like: i am NORMAL about yvonne and jedidiah . i am NORMAL about yvonne and jedidiah . i am NORMAL about yvonne and jedidiah . i am NORMAL about yvonne and jedidiah . i am NORMAL about yvonne and jedidiah . i am NORMAL about yvonne and jedidiah . i am NORMAL about yvonne and jedidiah . i am NORMAL about yvonne and jedidiah . i am NORMAL about yvonne and jedidiah . i am NORMAL about y <- lying

a ship i dont like: i dont see a lot of jed ships that arent seddie and that i didnt like . make up lol

random hc: really really likes good smelling things . like VERY sensory seeking in that regard if they find a good smelling candle theyre keeping it w them forever . its why syd made their sheets peppermint scented thats a thing they do for them a lot to cheer him up

general opinion: my opinions on jedidiah martin are so complex and multifaceted and borderline deranged that if i attempted to synopsize them we would be here all week it would never end

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victorianpining · 2 years

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I wanted you to know that I haven't stopped thinking about From A Drop of Water since I found and read it last week. It is a masterpiece. I've also devoured your Great Heart essay and the first four episodes of Better Story. Thank you for writing and making them. I was a fan on the outskirts when everything went down, and context is everything.

Thanks to all that, my brain sent me a dream last night of a slightly reworked version of the final confrontation in FADOW... the dream had it occurring at the Roland Kerr college of S1E01. Hope you don't mind but um, here's what the dream had... (oh btw, all the dream said of the earlier parts of the series was the birth of baby Watson, followed by Mary disappearing (back to Moriarty.)) Warning, very... stream of conscious writing ahead.

Moriarty has been baiting Sherlock with texts and other things, but Sherlock has ignored them because he knows Moriarty wants John dead and Sherlock as his prize.

But the strain is wearing on him, and John notices, worries. Though he grapples with his feelings and doesn’t say anything, thinking Sherlock would dismiss his concerns as fussing.

Then Moriarty gets Mary to text John in a calculated move. After some back and forth (possibly over the phone, instead of text?), Mary baits the trap, suggesting John offer himself in Sherlock’s place (or rather, leads John to suggest it).

“There is another option, you know…”

Perhaps she suggests taking Moriarty down together, and tries to sweet-talk him…

But in the end, that’s not what causes John to decide (though the audience might think so at first).

John hands himself over and Mary says: “I knew you’d see sense eventually” with a smile, then leads him to Moriarty (she hopes she’ll get to keep him, after).

Meanwhile, John’s written Sherlock a letter, asking him to take care of little Watson… and revealed his mental state, and a vague outline of his plan.

Some sort of confessional thing. Though it stops short of saying the final confession (love).

It’s enough for Sherlock to realise things are Dire, and he wants to rush off and find John (ooh, perhaps Mary sent a timed text, some sort of ‘save John Watson’ thing?).

Yet there is baby Watson to consider, and John’s entrusting her to Sherlock’s care… he tries to leave and hail a cab to take them to Molly’s, but the streets are eerily quiet.

Then Mrs H arrives back from bridge earlier than expected, having had to walk the last part due to traffic blockages… entrances to Baker St have been cordoned off, and she feared the worst.

(Mycroft, being “helpful” – to John. Prioritising Sherlock’s safety.)

Sherlock summarises the situation to Mrs Hudson, then gives her baby W in exchange for the keys to Mrs H’s car.

“Get inside and stay there, stay away from windows. … if I’m not back with John in an hour, call Lestrade and tell him to make with all haste to Roland-Kerr Further Education College!”

Sherlock goes to be the hero and save John for a third time… back where it all began, at the old college where John shot Jeff Hope for Sherlock.

John nearly sacrifices himself to blow up a Semtex-clad Moriarty or something (a la Drop of Water)… shooting Moriarty with his gun would do it.

But he hesitates too long, and then Moriarty stops him by telling him Sherlock’s arrived and Mary’s got her sights on him

A role reversal scene of The Fall … and Moriarty’s first mistake is reminding John of that

This helps John start putting the pieces together, and he makes a speech of his own… the reason John decided to walk into the apparent trap wasn’t because of Mary, he couldn’t care less about her now.

No, it was his thoughts on Sherlock sacrificing himself for John countless times over the years – most notably The Fall and Magnussen’s shooting – that did it. He did it for Sherlock… just like at The Pool, five years ago.

Moriarty laughs, and makes his second mistake, reminding John that if John had been faster, and Sherlock had run off and left John that night, all of this could have been avoided by John and JM’s deaths. “But he never seems to be able to leave you alone for long, does he, Johnny? And tonight, you’ve signed his death warrant.”

Sherlock is led in by Mary during this speech and he and John stand together against Moriarty… the confrontation forcing John to put the growing revelation on hold.

But still, it’s impossible for anyone not to notice that John and Sherlock are able to communicate with just a handful of glances… “you okay?” “yes… baby okay?” “safe” “why’d you come here, I was trying to stop you having to”

“we’re stronger together” Sherlock says aloud.

Soon, Mary realises that Moriarty was never going to let her have John, and Moriarty kills her with a bullet through her forehead before she can become a liability.

The whole ‘burning heart’ thing happens – Moriarty cuts John’s chest with a knife/ dagger that’s been “sterilised” (as JM puts it) in fire (it’s still white-hot)…

Sherlock screams John’s name when this happens, and John looks over and finally starts observing.

Then John realises… he wants to live. (Not just because of the potential of Sherlock, not just for baby W, but for himself.) He finally stops blaming himself for things that weren’t his fault and decides to live.

Of course, that means getting rid of Moriarty first…

idk how, because he’s wearing Semtex, so how do John and Sherlock escape when there's no water to absorb an explosion?

After, there’s the “John? Say you’re not hurt!” moment.

The final confirmation… and John knows.

Which would, of course, lead to a love confession… back in Baker Street.

Thank you so much for sharing this with me! I hope you don't mind me posting it too. I'm so fascinated by the bits of my version your dream kept AND the ways you took those details as a springboard for a new scenario. Great job to your subconscious, very symbolically resonate detailing here, all very in character, I love it.

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supernatural s15e13 destiny's child (w. brad buckner, eugenie ross-leming)

so was showing cas and the pizza man interlude just all part of pizza clips. not the pornducation of castiel the angel

all right, shakycam not good with the nausea (that's back for reasons unknown) so i guess tbc. ok, thank fuck, it was only one day. i had 5-6 days of nausea from presumed norovirus literally a week and a half ago and i Could Not Do That Again.

ok while simultaneously dying a little inside i couldn't help but smile at the song choice. i had completely forgotten who savage garden was, but i want you is iconic. it's so cute and fluffy, what a sweet bop. and having the captions i'm realizing i didn't understand a number of words in this song 😂 pullin for jay on the music for the rare win, but it was christopher lennertz and alexander borstein :p

SAM The Occultum? Occultum, that's, uh, Latin for "hidden." Where do we find it? BILLIE I don't know, it's hidden.

glad to see billie getting some punchier moments. not glad to see yet another new random super powerful whatever thing pulled out of nowhere :p

every time i hear danneel, all i can think is katie siegel. her face is sort of familiar and her voice is higher but i dunno, man.

SISTER JO An old friend of yours... Ruby. SAM Wait a second. Why would you give it to her?

ok... so we could have both wives in an episode? all righty. i was thinking like what, ruby made it out of wherever she was (do dead demons go to the empty too? i can't remember) but alas no, i guess this flashback is to the year or whatever she was in this vessel

SISTER JO Stashed. By her. In Hell.

of course

JACK I used to feel things. In my bones. It was glorious, and sometimes unbearable. But I felt them. Now, I understand joy or sadness, but... I know those things aren't in me. I understand why Sam and Dean were angered by what happened to Mary... CASTIEL By what you did to Mary.

haha yes, no passive voice here. thank you, cas

JACK Yes. I see that I've caused them pain. And it's clear that things have changed. Especially with – with Dean. Will he ever forgive me? CASTIEL You know, Dean, he – he feels things more acutely than any human I've ever known. So it's possible he could work through this. One day, he may explode and let it all out and breathe deeply and move on.

what a weird thing to say. dean feels things more acutely than anyone else? how would you know? compared to who? lol

SAM Well, we have Rowena's notes for the spell so... DEAN Okay, "Samwitch."

did they take that from fandom? anyway, it's cute

???? speaking of weird interactions. dean obviously knew they banged, sam gave him those details over that naked writhing flashback in 4x09, so i guess the stinkface is because of cas's phrasing/mentioning it??

CASTIEL I think we need to ask Ruby. JACK Who's dead. CASTIEL Yeah. In the Empty. I need your assistance. JACK Uh, sure. Anything. CASTIEL I need you to kill me. Almost.

go me for remembering something. this sounds like an excellent plan. but also they can just pop down to hell no muss no fuss so why not make a phone call to ruby in the empty

fill up the flask of castiel grace, ok

JACK Cas, I-I may not have a soul, but, uh, I know killing you is wrong. What if I screw up? CASTIEL Well, then I'll be lost forever. But I think you'll do fine. Oh, um, you need to feed the spell bowl to keep the rift open for Sam and Dean, or they'll be lost forever. Let's do it. JACK Are you sure? CASTIEL Not at all. Give me one hour. Then bring me back.

no pressure! but i imagine having no soul means no anxiety, so, that's a win

i think i've seen some porn like this :p

jo making a deal with demons to kill sam and dean? ok. whatever

meg!! boo, not meg. but still very happy to see rachel miner

RUBY I'll help you on one condition. That you get me the Hell out of here.

uh huh

RUBY Why do they call this place the Empty? This place is full. It's full of sorrow and despair playing over and over again, of angels and demons dreaming about their regrets. Forever.

ok, well. that seems like a really shitty place to send angels? that presumably god was cool with? sorry you're dead, now spend eternity in misery. but i can't remember whatever nonsense there is about the empty's history or why angels and demons ended up there after dying

CASTIEL Oh. You made it back. DEAN Yeah. And so did you. You're an idiot, by the way.

don't be an ass, dean, you have done similar idiotic things on numerous occasions

DEAN It's a "place"? So you saw Ruby. CASTIEL And I got the location. Am I still an idiot? DEAN Well, yeah.

fetch the squirt bottle

having the au sam and dean cosplay this sam and dean in the case chuck checks in on them is the thinnest excuse to have this whole subplot but whatever :p

SAM Wait, your dad is... still around? DEAN And he "spoils" you? ALT!SAM Well, he did. We don't know where he is now. Uh, we all went through the rift together, but, uh, guess we got separated. ALT!DEAN Mm. To Dad. ALT!SAM Best guy ever.

you know i'm here for the john shade

aha, i had seen huntercorp and never connected the dots that it was a s15 thing. all making sense now :p and that au!john started it lol

all cozied up there. so what's the plan though, they surely can't stay alive on this earth?

goofy ass da vinci code shit :p like that requires so much particular timing....

could they not fucking drop the busty asian beauty thing. i'm fine with making the dean has porn on his laptop joke, but do casa erotica or whatever else and not the asian fetishization, please

this ugly ass highly fake looking set is the garden of eden, ok. contrasting with this...

s5e16 dark side of the moon

SAM This is heaven’s Garden? DEAN It’s-it’s nice… ish. I guess. JOSHUA You see what you want to here. For some it’s God’s throne room; for others it’s Eden. You two, I believe it’s the Cleveland Botanical Gardens. You came here on a field trip.

shaking my head.

JACK I was told this place might change me somehow. THE GIRL Perhaps. If you were the one meant to find it. You'll know soon enough.

i have lost the plot yet again

talking to the snake now too! okay!!

did he get his soul back?

completely nonsensical. just sending them off to brazil

got the interstellar-ish music again now that jack's feeling things. which consists of plonk plink plonk plink. completely not noteworthy except the first time i heard it, it reminded me of interstellar cornfield chase, even though it's really not that similar 🤪

pov you've got 3 dads, you're having a major emotional breakdown and no one thinks to give you a goddamned hug

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 15x13 #spn interstellarish music #brad buckner #eugenie ross leming #spn clip #spn musical score #christopher lennertz #alexander borstein

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SS Finals - Everyday: Chapter 4

Location: Shrine Characters: Hiyori, Jun, Nagisa & Ibara

Nagisa: …You’re in rather high spirits, Hiyori-kun. Jun too.

…We’ve been very busy lately, so I’m glad to see the fatigue hasn’t taken over you.

Hiyori: Aha! We’ve used to having a full-on schedule, after all! It’s the sad destiny of a popular idol!

I thought we would be able to relax in an elegant manner during the Qualifying Rounds since we acquired a Seeds Ticket for “SS”.

But I didn’t think they’d fill our schedules to the brim, so that’s one part I’m not happy about.

My body was already on holiday-mode, so I had a hard time re-adjusting and getting back to work.

Jun: Oh? I respect how you can do your work perfectly despite that, Ohii-san.

Hiyori: Heheh ♪ Praise me more!

And I guess you did your best in your own way too, Jun-kun.

It seems your reputation is excellent too. Well, I don’t think you’re at the level where you can be on your own without us around, though.

Jun: That last part was unnecessary. You’re always like this, huh.

Nagisa: …Hehe. We’ll do all sorts of work and produce results in a variety of fields, while the other strong units busy themselves with the Qualifying Rounds.

…That is “Eden’s”, or rather, our “producer’s” – Ibara’s – plan of action.

…Playing while the cat’s away will serve to be a huge benefit for us.

…I do feel sorry that I’m not able to do a good job with the work, though.

Jun: Well, it couldn’t have been helped, right~? You’re an excellent idol, Nagi-senpai, but you don’t have a lot of experience working solo, do you?

Nagisa: …Or rather, I don’t know what’s “right” if Ibara doesn’t tell me.

…And if I were to make careless mistakes and show an unsightly side to myself, then that would ruin the image of “Eden’s” Nagisa Ran.

…If it’s all going to come crumbling down either way, then it should be a positive change. Love is blind, after all.

Jun: Oh, is that why you stopped putting on that weird personality on stage?

Honestly, I didn’t really like that aggressive and pompous version of you, so I’m grateful you decided to stop doing it.

Nagisa: …I see. It’s easier for me to act based on what others tell me, though.

…Pursuing one’s own comfort at the expense of burdening your comrades is slothful and perhaps even insolent.

Hiyori: Yup, yup. I also don’t think it’s right for Ibara to be giving you a piggyback ride all the time, Nagisa-kun…

Working solo was a good idea since you were also able to experience new things, right?

…Well, it looks like you also had something else you wanted to do. You must have had to prioritise that instead, so nothing could have been done.

Jun: Yeah, it looked like Nagi-senpai was holed up and doing something in that abandoned temple.

And just when I’d thought he’d finally come out, it seems he decided to travel all over the place.

…You’ve been kinda weird lately, Senpai. I’m not saying you have to tell us everything because we’re your comrades, but it makes us feel so distant.

If you could tell us what you’re doing at least, then maybe we can give you a hand.

Nagisa: …No. There’s nothing you can help with this time.

…This is my own personal matter.

Hiyori: …………

Ibara: Good day! I see everyone is here! Salute~☆

Hiyori: Ibara, how could you be grinning from ear to ear after being so late! You have the lowest social standing out of all of us, so you should learn to live in a more regretful manner!

Ibara: What is with you all of a sudden…? I am the “producer” for “Eden”, so I’d think I stand at the very top, wouldn’t you?

Hiyori: Non, non! This is the hierarchy in “Eden”!

First, the ones at the top are Nagisa-kun and I, since we’re of the same rank! Then, it’s my favourite pet, Mary!

Followed by Jun-kun and lastly, you, Ibara!

Jun: As usual, this guy thinks he’s the centre of the universe, huh~

Ibara: Well, it actually feels rather refreshing to see you being so straightforward. If I had to point out something, then it would be about including your dog as a member of the unit.

Hiyori: What? Are you saying Mary isn’t family? How could you say something so cruel towards someone who doesn’t have any relatives, Ibara!? You monster!

Ibara: Well, that dog may be part of your family, but it’s not a member of our unit.

Jun: That’s true. But if that’s the case, then why is Mary coming with us to work?

Ibara: I’ll explain as we talk.

I’ve been rather busy myself – Although, I should probably apologise for giving you all such a delayed explanation first.

Jun: You were busy too? I don’t think you had any jobs that stood out in particular in comparison to us, though?

On second thought, “Adam” has been pretty suspicious ever since that event in Shikoku.

Ibara: Hehe. Even if we’ve come to bring confusion to the table, “Eve” is very dependable and will no doubt produce results for us, so I’m not worried in the least! “Eden” is very secure!

Rest assured. …The ones to have the last laugh will always be us – “Eden” ♪

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