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labomi · 3 years

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a demon’s promise | (18+)

summary: You didn't want to spend your Friday night trying to summon the king of all demons in your tiny apartment, but here you are with your best friend by your side reciting an incantation from a strange book. To your utter relief, the spell doesn't work or so you seem to think.

pairing: sukuna ryomen x f!reader

words: 4.2k

warnings: explicit sexual content, slight dubcon, smut, explicit language, choking, overstimulation, rough sex, pet names, not a particularly happy ending

notes: read on ao3 here! first sukuna piece and i don’t have much to say except aahhhhh!! i initially planned it to be more of a cute, fluffy story but obviously that didn’t happen oops. well anyways thanks for reading!

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” you ask hesitantly, watching your best friend finish drawing a pentagram on your living room floor. Kimi dusts the chalk off her fingers, admiring her work with a satisfied smile.

“Oh, come on,” she says, a little exasperated at you. “Don’t bail on me now. Aren’t you the tiniest bit excited?”

“About summoning a demon from a weird book you found in the back of a sketchy thrift shop? Yea, I’m absolutely thrilled,” you deadpan.

It was about a week ago when Kimi surprised you with her new find. The book was bound in torn leather and filled with handwritten notes about how to conjure the supernatural on ink stained, wrinkled pages. It certainly looked old, but you couldn’t help but think it was a scam. Some kid might have decided to replicate the look and feel of an ancient book, filling it with absolute nonsense that your best friend was clearing falling for.

Unfortunately, once Kimi had gotten a hold of this book, she would not shut up about it. For the past week, you tried your best to feign interest in her new obsession as she flipped through pages, oohing and aahing at the sketches and descriptions of different types of demons. They ranged from little mischievous creatures to incubi and succubi and even a terrifying being that ate the souls of its prey.

For the most part, you think the book is absolutely absurd, but you can't ignore the tiny voice in your head that is just a little terrified about the potential existence of demons. Kimi had begged you nonstop to try one of the spells. You were hesitant and initially said no, but she kept begging you over and over again. Eventually you gave in because she was your best friend, and she was clearly excited about trying out the book with you. There is no harm in humoring her a little, right?

Kimi finishes lighting the five candles that surround the pentagram as you place a small bowl in the center.

“Alright!” Kimi says, clapping her hands. She looks at the open spell book next to her, double checking the instructions. “The only thing left is a drop of human blood.” Kimi looks at you expectantly.

You blink and point a finger at yourself. “Me?” you squeak. “But isn’t this your idea?”

“But you know how squeamish I get about pain and blood! Pretty pretty pleaassee,” your best friend begs.

You sigh. “Alright, alright. You owe me big time for this. Hand me the knife.” Kimi happily gives you the small knife that you had grabbed earlier from the kitchen. Scrunching your face, you make a tiny little cut on your index finger and squeeze one drop of blood into the bowl. You suck on your finger, hoping it would scab over quickly. “Ok, now what?”

Kimi turns the page. “Now we just have to say this incantation together. Come here.” You scoot over to sit next to your friend as she holds the book between the two of you. Together, you both recite the words scribbled down on the crumbled page.

You wait.

And wait.

And nothing happens.

“Umm,” you break the awkward silence. “Nothing happened.”

“No, this can’t be right.” Kimi groans and starts aggressively flipping through the pages. “We followed the instructions exactly. It should have worked!”

Part of you feels relieved. You weren’t particularly thrilled about inviting the supernatural into your tiny apartment on a Friday night. Now you’re more convinced that the book really is a fake.

“What were we supposed to summon anyway?” you ask, a little curious.

Kimi frowns, still re-reading the instructions. “A creature named Sukuna Ryomen. Apparently he’s the king of all demons.”

Your mouth falls open in shock. “What the fuck, Kimi? The king? You chose to summon the king of all demons? What were you thinking? I thought we were going to summon those harmless creatures that steal people’s left socks or something like that!”

Kimi huffs. “Well, I did ask you what we should summon, but you said you didn’t care and that I should pick something. So I did!”

You rub your temples, trying to keep calm. “You’re right, you’re right. My bad. I’m sorry.” You could tell that Kimi is already quite upset that the spell didn’t work, and you were just adding fuel to the fire. “Hey! It’s ok. Let’s just take the rest of the night off. I’ll clean everything up, don’t worry about it. And listen, maybe we can try a different spell next week. Perhaps there’s not enough spiritual energy in this room or something to summon the big guy.”

Kimi perks up a little at your words. “We can try again next week? Really?”

You nod. “Promise. Take the book back to your place and choose something a little bit more tame, ok?”

Kimi giggles. “Ok, I promise too!” She grabs the book and carefully places it in her bag before getting up and heading towards the door. You follow her and give her a quick hug.

“Talk to you tomorrow,” you say.

“Yep! Good night!”

Once Kimi leaves your apartment, you let out a deep breath. You survey the mess on your living room floor with a frown. You truly love your best friend to death, but she’s just a little too adventurous for your tastes sometimes.

A sudden wave of lethargy washes over you, causing you to lean against your kitchen counter for support. You rub your eyes, struggling to keep them open as your eyelids start to feel unusually heavy.

Weird.

It isn’t particularly late, so you are a bit surprised to feel so tired out of the blue. You figure the excitement of tonight’s activities likely got the best of you, so you decide to retire early for the night. Walking into the living room, you blow out all the candles around the pentagram before retreating into your bedroom. You will clean up everything tomorrow. No harm in letting it sit out for the night.

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You wake up with a start. The darkness of your bedroom greets you. Groaning, you grab your phone in order to check the time but it was dead. You silently curse at yourself for forgetting to charge it before passing out. You lean back in your bed with a sigh. Normally, you sleep through the night undisturbed. You briefly wonder what had woken you up.

Crash!

You instantly freeze and hold your breath. The noise came from the living room. It sounded like something had fallen. You try to calm your racing heart as you convince yourself that it was just one of your decorations falling off the wall. But you know you won’t be able to comfortably go back to sleep without checking, so you quietly slip out of bed and open your bedroom door. You peek into the living room, but you’re unable to make out anything clearly in the darkness.

You fully step out of your bedroom and hit the light switch for the living room. Squinting your eyes, you try to adjust to the sudden brightness. Once your vision finally clears, you gasp.

There’s someone in your living room.

The first thing you notice about the intruder is his tattoos. Intricate symbols mark his entire body, including his face.

The second thing you realize is that he’s completely naked.

You open your mouth to scream, but the intruder appears right in front of you within the blink of an eye and clamps his large hand over your mouth to shush you.

“Be quiet,” he growls deeply. “You can’t act so surprised. After all, you’re the one who called me here.”

You feel a chill crawl down your spine as your eyes widen in realization.

No. No. It can’t be.

Once the intruder is convinced you won’t start screaming, he removes his hand from your mouth. He stands back and takes in your appearance as you stand there numbly in your pajama shirt and shorts.

“A woman, huh.” He licks his lips. “I wasn’t expecting a woman to be the one to resurrect me, but I’m not complaining.”

This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening!

You try to convince yourself that you’re still dead asleep in your bed and dreaming about this entire encounter. There is no way that damn book actually worked!

“Ryomen Sukuna,” you whisper to yourself, suddenly recalling the name of the demon you tried to summon with Kimi.

You don’t miss the way his eyes light up. “Oh! You’ve heard of me!” He grins. “You should feel honored to be in the presence of the Great King of Demons.”

You shudder at his voice. There’s a certain aura of power, strength, and pure evil that you can feel radiating from the demon, but his appearance is still rather surprising. For the Great King of Demons, he looks rather...human. You could have easily mistaken him as a normal man who just really liked tattoos. No tail. No wings. No horns. Perhaps your view of demons was a bit outdated.

“I have to admit. I’m a little disappointed,” Sukuna says with a small frown, surveying his own body. “It seems you didn’t summon me correctly. My power is nowhere near what it should be, and it took me forever to spawn into this measly physical form. I normally have four arms and two faces.”

Your eyes bulge out of your head. Did he say four arms? And two faces?

The demon taps a finger on his chin in thought. “I did start off as a human before becoming a demon, so I guess it makes sense I’m reborn looking like a human at first.”

You silently thank your friend for messing up the ritual. If Sukuna had spawned immediately at full power, the two of you would have both been in danger. At least it’s only you in harm’s way. Kimi is safe and sound, far away from your tiny apartment.

“It’s ok,” Sukuna purrs, approaching you. “It doesn’t matter that you messed up the ritual a little. You can help me fix it now, pet.”

You stumble backwards, heart racing and body quivering in fear. He reaches out to place his hands on your shoulders, steadying you before pushing you against the wall. You instantly freeze, breath caught in your throat as you wonder what he’ll ask of you.

Sukuna lightly strokes your cheek with one hand. You want to recoil in fear and disgust, but your body remains frozen in horror.

“You haven’t noticed?” he asks. “It was your blood used in the summoning ritual. That means we are bonded.”

No. No.

Sukuna places two fingers underneath your chin and lifts them up so you look directly up into his eyes. You tremble uncontrollably as you meet his dark gaze.

“The way I regain my strength is by sucking the energy out of you. You might have noticed that you felt tired and sluggish after the ritual. That’s because the it took a lot of energy from you to give me a physical form. Don’t worry though, it’s not enough to kill you. But you are pretty weak, so it might take me awhile to regain my full strength.”

You gulp. The Great King of Demons at full strength? You know you have to prevent this from happening somehow, but your phone is dead, the book is gone, and Sukuna is not likely to let you leave his sight long enough for you to figure out a plan. Was it even possible to fight back against him? Maybe your best bet was to comply with his demands and hope he spares you.

“But there is a way to speed up the process.” He looks down at your body hungrily before leaning his head towards you until his lips hover over your left ear. “Sex,” he whispers huskily.

You stiffen slightly and try to ignore the spark that travels down your body and lights up your core.

“Wh-what do you mean?” you stammer nervously.

“I feed off your body’s energy, and everyone knows that there’s nothing more powerful than sexual energy. Sex gets your heart racing and blood pumping. It’s the perfect energy source for my complete resurrection.” Sukuna moves away from your ear and grins at your stricken face. “You are the one who summoned me here. It would be rude to not feed your guest and accommodate his needs.”

He places a thumb on your bottom lip, rubbing it back and forth. You try not to react, but your body won’t listen to you. Sukuna’s presence is overwhelming. His bare chest is practically pressed against your body. His eyes are dark with lust as he gazes at your face. His thumb continues to rub your lips which leaves you flustered. Your mind feels hazy, and your body feels unusually warm. A small, sane part of you tries to fight back. A little voice in your head reminds that this is the king of all demons. How could you fall for the literal embodiment of pure evil?

“I know you’re turned on,” Sukuna says smugly. You look away feeling absolutely mortified, but the demon grabs your head and forces you to look back at him. “Ah ah. Keep your eyes on me. No need to get embarrassed. Like I said before, I was resurrected from your blood, so we share a connection. This means I can feel your blood pumping in your own body, and I can tell exactly where it’s headed.” Sukuna drops his gaze down your body to emphasize his point. He doesn’t miss how your thighs suddenly clench together.

With a dangerous flash in his eyes, Sukuna hoists you over his shoulder and throws you on your bed. Before you could even think about saying no, Sukuna is on top of you harshly nipping and sucking at your neck. One hand is already underneath your shirt, fondling one of your breasts and playing with your hard nipple. He sucks at a particularly sensitive spot on your neck which leaves you moaning shamelessly underneath him. Any doubts or reservations immediately leave your mind.

Your body feels like it’s on fire being this close to Sukuna. He chuckles darkly, leaving your neck and pulling out his hand from underneath your skirt. “That’s my good pet,” he purrs. “So eager just for me.” Sukuna kisses you roughly, leaving you gasping as you try to match his fervor. Eventually he leans back and admires how swollen your lips look after his harsh treatment. Your pupils are blown wide with lust. With Sukuna’s face hovering just above yours, you can’t help but admire his unique markings. Without realizing, you reach a hand out and start tracing the lines on his cheek. Sukuna stills for a moment, enjoying your tender touch.

The moment of gentleness shatters when Sukuna rips open your shirt with his bare hands. He immediately latches onto one of your breasts with his mouth and roughly gropes the other. You grip the back of his head, digging your fingers in his short hair. He bites down a little too sharply on your nipple, causing you to yelp in slight pain. Sukuna lightly chuckles at your reaction and finally pulls away, giving your now sore breasts a break. He suddenly flips your positions so that you are now hovering over him as his back hits the bed.

You stare at his chiseled chest and can’t resist rubbing your hands up and down his prominent muscles. Sukuna observes you with an amused look as you openly admire his body.

“You like what you see?” he smirks.

You ignore the question and begin peppering light kisses down his chest and over his abs. The demon hums, enjoying your soft touch all over his body. However, he eventually has enough of your teasing. He pushes your head down until you’re forced to look at something you’ve tried to avoid glancing at the entire night. Your heart flutters with a little nervousness as you’re greeted with Sukuna’s dick. It’s long and thick with just the slightest curve. You wonder how you’re going to be able to handle his impressive size.

Sukuna can sense your hesitation, so he decides to give you a little push. He grabs your hair roughly and brings your face closer to his throbbing dick. “Be a good girl and open wide.” With a shaky breath, you take the tip of Sukuna’s cock into your mouth. He’s so thick that you can barely fit him in your mouth. With the demon’s hand still on your head, he coaxes you take him in deeper and you oblige. Sukuna groans as your hot, wet mouth takes more and more of his length. You look so good with your lips wrapped around his cock.

You start to bob your head up and down to Sukuna’s delight, but he’s rather annoyed at your languid pace. “Too slow,” he growls and that’s the only warning you get before the demon jerks his hips up sharpy. You gag as his dick hits the back of your throat, but Sukuna's firm grasp on your head keeps you in place. He tightens his grip and then begins to roughly thrust into your mouth. You try to relax your throat and keep your composure even as tears start to fall from your eyes as the demon ruthlessly fucks your face.

“You feel so good,” Sukuna groans. “You were made to take my dick.” A particularly rough thrust leaves you gagging again and drooling all over his cock. “Fuck yea, just like that.”

Once the demon is satisfied, he releases his grip on your hair and you immediately pull back to catch your breath. You wipe the spit from your mouth and the tears from your eyes, panting heavily from the rough treatment. Sukuna silently admires the way your breasts look against your heaving chest.

“Take the rest of your clothes off,” he demands. You shakily get off the bed and shimmy out of your pajama shorts. As you roll down your underwear, Sukuna doesn’t miss how it’s already drenched with your arousal. As you climb back on the bed, Sukuna roughly places you underneath him once again. He spreads open your legs and presses a finger against your entrance to test your wetness.

“Damn,” Sukuna growls. “You’re this wet from choking on my cock.” You moan in relief as you finally feel some friction against your throbbing core. “A good little whore just for me.”

The demon strokes your folds at a leisurely pace which drives you insane. You unconsciously grind against his hand, silently begging him to pick up the tempo, but Sukuna just chuckles and continues to tease you. He barely brushes your swollen clit with each stroke, causing you to whine in frustration.

“Please,” you whimper.

Sukuna raises his eyebrows with a smirk. “Please what?” He suddenly stops his ministrations to your immediate displeasure.

You bite your lip feeling slightly embarrassed, but you decide to swallow whatever pride you have left. “T-touch me. I want to feel you. I n-need to feel you.”

“Only because you asked so sweetly,” Sukuna hums. He finally rubs his thumb over your throbbing clit, and you immediately cry out as pleasure wracks your body. The demon’s touch becomes faster and rougher, leaving you a writhing mess underneath him. Just as you’re about to hit your climax, Sukuna pulls away and you can’t stop the frustrated whine that leaves your mouth. He strokes his dick amused by your reaction and leans down to whisper in your ear. “Wouldn’t it feel better to cum around my cock? Come on. Tell me that’s what you want, pet.”

The fire between your legs only grows as you listen to his words. Desperate for any sort of release, you beg for Sukuna’s cock. “P-please fuck me. I need your dick so badly. Please please please.”

Sukuna answers your pleas by lining his cock against your sopping entrance before pushing into you in one go. You groan at the slight burn as your walls stretch around his wide girth, but you’re so wet he manages to slide his entire length into you without much resistance. Once he’s fully sheathed, the feeling is completely overwhelming. You feel absolutely stuffed to the brim with his giant cock pulsing inside you.

“Oh my god,” you breath. “You’re so big. Fuck.”

Sukuna doesn’t give you much chance to adjust to his size as he immediately pulls out until only his tip remains before ramming back into you at full force. You yelp at the sudden movement, while the demon softly groans. He sets a brutal pace that leaves you absolutely breathless. With every snap of his hips, you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Your toes curl in pleasure, and you rake your nails down his muscular back as the demon fucks you senseless.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Sukuna growls as you continue to moan and whimper wantonly underneath him. When the head of his cock hits that sensitive spot inside you at just the right angle, the tension in your body finally snaps and a wave of pleasure completely washes over you. You cry out as you reach your climax, squeezing your eyes shut as you surrender yourself to the sensations of pure bliss.

Once you start to come down from your high, Sukuna pulls out of you and adjusts your body so that you’re on your hands and knees. Your arms are still quivering from your orgasm but you have just enough strength to keep yourself from collapsing. Both you and Sukuna groan as he enters you once again. He somehow fucks you even harder than before. The lewd, wet noises of your bodies slamming against one of another fill the bedroom. Sukuna grips your waist with such force as he slams into you over and over again that you know you’ll wake up with nasty bruises tomorrow. In this position, it feels like his cock is pushing even deeper inside you at such a brutal pace.

“You going to cum on my cock again?” Sukuna pants. He slaps your ass, and you squeak at the unexpected sting. “Answer the question, pet.” He gives you another slap.

“Oh god, yes,” you gasp as your cunt clenches around him. “F-fuck. Your cock feels s-so good.” Satisfied with your answer, Sukuna reaches around to rub your clit. It was just the right amount of extra stimulation you needed to reach your climax again. Your body shudders as you lose yourself to the white hot pleasure. Sukuna pulls out of you, and you immediately collapse on the bed.

“Who said we were done yet, pet?” The demon picks you up and places you on top of him as he lays back on the bed. You instinctively wrap your arms around his neck as your hard nipples rub against his chest. You can feel his still erect cock poking at your entrance. “I want to watch your face as I fill you up with my cum.”

You wince as he slips back into you. You’re already starting to feel overstimulated and sore, but Sukuna hasn’t shown any signs of slowing down yet. He ruts into your limp body, only concerned about chasing his own pleasure.

You don’t think it’s possible for you to cum again, but Sukuna’s cock is continuing to hit all the right places. The pain from overstimulation only seems to egg you on further as you feel the familiar tension building within your body once again. Sukuna groans as your walls start to clench down on him. His thrusts become more erratic as he approaches his own release.

As he continues to pound into you as you’re splayed across his chest, the demon tells you about all the humans he’ll kill once he’s at full power. Not even women or children will be safe from his destruction. He’ll lay siege to all Japan, perhaps even the world. Sukuna mentions how the golden age of demons will begin once again.

You begin crying, but you can’t even tell if it’s from the overstimulation, the shame of letting him use you like this, or the guilt of bringing such a horrifying demon back to Earth. With one more rough thrust, you come undone again for the third time during the night. Sukuna follows right after you, pumping you full of his cum. There’s so much that you can already feel his seed leaking out of you.

Sukuna remains still, trying to catch his breath as you quietly sob against his chest. The demon rubs your head with surprising tenderness.

“Don’t worry, pet. I promise I’ll spare you,” Sukuna says. “You’re mine now. No one else will ever touch you again.”

You hiccup through your tears as Sukuna’s words fill you with dread. It’s all your fault. He’s going to be reborn at full power and wipe out human civilization because of you. The guilt tears at your heart.

What have you done?

Sukuna can already feel his power returning to him. It’s only a matter of time before he’ll be unstoppable. Perhaps a couple of more days of indulging himself with your body will get the job done. He rubs your back, feeling how your sobs rack your body. Your tears only amuse him. Just another sign of how weak humans really are.

“Get ready for the new age, pet. And it’s all thanks to you.”

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redhoodssweetheart · 3 years

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Until Midnight

Pairing: Damian Wayne x Gender Neutral!Reader

Requested: Yes (REQUESTS ARE CLOSED, this was for my 1.5K follower celebration) (Also I noticed on the last several stories that I posted that I accidentally left this part as No. I am so sorry :’( I didn’t mean to do that it’s just sometimes I forget to change things)

Word Count: 1.3K

Warnings: Fluff, swearing

Description: You and a man named Dami have been in a secret romance for a while now. One day he invites you to a masquerade ball that the Wayne’s are hosting and you learn that the man you’ve been talking to is really Damian Wayne.

Your mask was secured on your face, your outfit absolutely perfect. Everything was ready for the masquerade ball tonight. Your friends would be here any moment to pick you up. You glanced at your phone and saw that you had a text message waiting for you.

Dami: I can’t wait to see you tonight, beloved. Officially, that is.

You had been secretly talking to someone named Dami for over four months at this point. You had met on an app to make new friends. He had told you that his family said he needed to make more friends and he was trying the app to see what he could find. One thing led to another and two months after you had met the two of you had started seeing one another, and neither one of you had seen a picture of the other. You didn’t mind, you were just happy to have found someone as loving and caring as Dami was.

You had found out a month ago that both of you were going to the masquerade ball that the Gotham City Public Library was hosting to try and raise funds. They were offering a magical evening like one from a book and Dami had said he was going to be there. You had agreed to wear a pin of a robin that he had sent you so that he could find you amongst the masses.

Your friends arrived and off you went, each of you talking excitedly about what the night would entail. Your friends were hoping to meet some mysterious stranger that would sweep them off their feet and offer them the thrill of a lifetime. You kept quiet thinking about finally meeting Dami. Your friends asked you how you wished the evening would go, none of them knew about your secret relationship with someone from the internet. That was something you had wanted to keep to yourself.

“I just want to have a little fun,” was all you said.

People were already gathered inside talking and laughing, the clinking of glasses, and the sound of the band mingled with one another. You looked around in wonder at the ballroom that had been chosen for this event. The chandeliers were winking at you in the low light. Everyone was dressed in their best and your friends broke away to find some refreshments while you stood in the doorway wondering if Dami was here yet.

On the other side of the room, Damian stood with his brothers, sisters, and father. It was his father’s idea to hold this fundraiser event and while Damian normally hated these things he couldn’t wait to meet you. He had imagined this moment for months and now that it was finally here he wasn’t going to lie, he was a little nervous.

Though you wouldn’t have known that by looking at him.

Damian’s face, even covered with a mask, was as unreadable as ever. Jason elbowed Dick and asked, “Does the demon spawn seem off to you tonight?”

Dick took a closer look at his younger brother and said, “I don’t see anything off about him.”

Jason, however, still wasn’t sold on anything. He was about to ask Damian what was going on with him when Damian said, “I’m going to take a lap.” Then he broke away from the group leaving them all watching him for a moment before shrugging it off and going back to their own conversations.

You had been here for fifteen minutes and asked to dance three times by random people, none of them Dami. He was supposed to be wearing a matching pin just like yours so that you would know it was him. You were beginning to think that maybe he had stood you up. Maybe he was never coming in the first place and just got a kick out of making you look like an idiot. You were almost ready to throw in the towel when you heard a voice said, “Found you.”

You turned and there stood Damian Wayne, and on his lapel was the matching robin pin that he had sent to you. For a moment your brain did the Windows shutdown noise and your mouth hung open. “You… you’re…. Oh my God,” you couldn’t form a coherent thought let alone a complete sentence.

He smiled at you, “Would you care to dance with me, beloved?” He offered you a hand and for a moment you didn’t want to believe that this was actually happening.

How had the man you had met on that app be Damian Wayne? How had you not known that this entire time you were talking to Bruce Wayne’s son?

Taking his hand he led you out onto the dance floor and pulled you in close and in that moment the entire world felt right. Everything outside of this ballroom didn’t exist and he wasn’t the son of Bruce Wayne and you weren’t just someone he had met on an app. For a moment it truly was like you were in a book or fairytale, and you were the only two people in the entire world.

The song came to an end, but Damian still held you in his arms. “Why didn’t you tell me?” The one thought that had been on your mind since the initial shock wore off slipped past your lips. “Did you not trust me even after you got to know me better?”

Damian had known that this might be one of your questions, “Can we go somewhere else? Somewhere without my family’s prying eyes and the patrons staring at us like we’re cannon fodder for gossip?”

You glanced around the room and noticed that there were people staring at you and Damian. “Yeah, I think that’s a good idea.”

His fingers intertwined with yours and the two of you dashed from the room. He hailed a cab and took you to a private club in the upscale side of town. There he found a private couch away from the others and the two of you sat. His eyes searched your face as if he were trying to memorize it. “You asked why I didn’t tell you after we got to know one another,” he began. “It wasn’t because I didn’t trust you or didn’t want to tell you. I just liked how things were. I wasn’t Damian Wayne when I was with you, I was just Dami. And I knew eventually I’d have to come clean and when this opportunity presented itself I figured what better way to tell you than at the masquerade ball.”

You could understand that he probably felt normal when talking with you. People probably used him all the time and when he was with you he didn’t have that same pressure placed upon him. “I understand,” and you saw him relax. “I’m glad I know now, I gotta say I was beginning to grow curious as to what you looked like.”

“Am I better or worse than what you had pictured?”

You acted like you were considering the question before saying, “Better, definitely better.”

He grinned and tugged you closer, “You don’t know how glad I am that I can finally touch you and hold you. I’ve been imagining this moment for months,” he confessed.

“Yeah?” You gave him a shy smile but leaned into him more, your faces growing closer.

“Yeah,” his voice soft and you could almost feel his lips on your when—

“DAMIAN WAYNE, YOU’VE GOT SOME MAJOR EXPLAINING TO DO!” A new voice shouted and you and Damian jumped apart as if caught doing something inappropriate.

When Damian looked up he growled, “What the hell?! Did you all follow us here?”

You noticed three boys and two girls coming your way and you realized that this was Damian’s family and you felt your nerves spike. The girls greeted you with bright smiles while the boys started arguing with one another. “They’re always like this,” Cass leaned over and told you.

“You’ll get used to it,” Stephanie said.

You watched the four of them bicker, a fond smile on your face.

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hermitcraftheadcanons · 3 years

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Scattered AU Masterpost Part 1

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Due to post length limit (which is apparently a thing), find Part 2 of this AU here.

A few ideas to get us started:

- Tango and Zedaph spawned relatively close to each other, but they haven't found each other yet and each think they are alone. They keep just barely missing each other in their exploration of the area. Maybe, with the powers of Zed's perfect sense of direction and Tango's laser-sharp perception skills, they'll finally stop walking circles around each other...maybe.

- Xisuma spawned alone, deep underground in a massive, confusing cave system. He desperately wants to figure out what's going on and how to fix it, but a bad run-in with the Warden damaged his helmet, leaving him unable to use admin commands.

- Mumbo spawned the farthest out of anyone, right next to a woodland mansion. He quickly realized that hoping to stumble across another person this far out is a lost cause, so he's trying to create some form of communication using a combination of redstone and Evoker magic. The Evoker isn't very helpful, and it isn't going well.

- Joe and Vintagebeef were the only ones to successfully spawn at spawn. They aren't really sure what's going on, but they've decided to build a small village as a base of operations while they figure it out (and to signal signs of life to anyone who might successfully find their way back)

- Cleo spawned in a village, and is currently hiding out in a house while trying to convince the villagers to trust her. Let's just say they aren't thrilled to have a zombie in their midst (and the iron golem is even less pleased)

- Impulse had the misfortune to spawn in a guardian temple. Between the guardians and the constant threat of drowning, he's been in a death loop since the world started.

- False and Stress spawned right next to each other. They figured out pretty early that something was wrong with regen, and using their combined strengths, they made it to the Nether to get ingredients for healing potions. They are now on a mission to find the others and distribute the potions to whoever needs them.

- Ren actually managed to travel a good distance back to the world center, before getting pretty badly injured. With no regen, and knowing he'll have to start the journey all over if he dies and respawns, he's decided to pull together a small base and take shelter while he waits to be found.

- Scar spawned on an outer End island, with no idea how to get back to the Overworld. He keeps finding strange glitches in his surroundings, and he swears he can hear soft Vex laughter whenever he turns his back...

- Keralis spawned in the Nether, and he is absolutely terrified.

That's all I have for ideas so far. The location of the others (and what happens next) is up to you!

Contributions so far:

- Bdubs spawns in the void, but he just doesn’t die. Maybe it’s spawn protection, maybe it’s the glitches, but he just keeps falling and falling and falling further from the bedrock, unable to do anything to help himself as he descends further into the void

- @fluffy-papaya

- After wandering around aimlessly for days or maybe weeks, Tango finds an automatic farm for... well... he's not sure, exactly. But he does know who built it- it's got Zedaph's mark all over it. So he stays there, fixing broken Redstone, trying to figure out what it does. And when Zedaph returns to collect melons (so that's what this thing is for), he finds Tango waiting for him.

- @rayveewrites

- Etho spawns in a underwater cave, but there is air in it and for some reason a shipwreck so he can get some wood and tools. But he has to get out to contact anyone because the reception in caves don't happen to be the best, little does he know just outside the cave is the monument where Impulse is, they're so close yet so far from one another

- anonymous

- Maybe Etho ended up spawning at the very top of a mountain, he could see far from up there and has a general idea of where he is, but no idea how to get down as all around him is powderd snow hiding ravines, and cliffs. . . And a few goats that Etho has narowly avoided getting headbutted by. (Etho went to the mountain after escaping the cave)

- @ciaravixen

- Welsknight spawned in the Nether

- (paraphrased) Ren fell down a ravine in the mountains on his journey to the world center, and decided to make a small cabin base rather than try to carry on injured. Doc spawned in those same mountains, and may find him eventually.

- anonymous

- Grian spawns on the tallest peak of the highest mountain. Surrounded by thick fog and almost ever-falling snow, with crevasses and cliffs that drops thousands of blocks to the ground around every corner. No trees, no life, and barely enough air to breath. It's so cold. A thin red sweater isn't nearly enough to keep him warm.... he's likely caught in a death loop for quite awhile as he refreeze over, and over, and over again. And when he does manage to climb down, an ice pillager lies in wait...

- @therainofsweetmelody

- Scar’s End spawn is on a single island- he can see other islands around him, but they’re just out of jump reach- he tried, and fell and died, and respawned back onto his little island with the whispering voices around him a tad louder, and the islands just a bit farther away. He stops trying to jump to them eventually, out of fear they’ll vanish and he won’t have anything to focus on besides the whisper of ice cold hands and wings on his skin

- anonymous

- Oh! Maybe since Xisuma’s admin helmet is broken and he’s unable to run any world commands, that means mob hermits like Cleo, Doc, and Jevin aren’t quite the same. Maybe Cleo locked herself in that house for the villagers protection as much as her own. Maybe Doc eventually joins a lone creeper pack. Who knows! -💧

- anonymous

- Zed and Tango spawned in the same jungle biome, explaining the melon farm and why they could be literally three blocks from each other and still not be aware of each other’s existence. -🟣

- The first thing Scar does once he first spawns in (besides from almost having a panic attack) is take a jump into the void. This of course does nothing. He checks out the rest of the end islands around him, and finds a rather large end city just in render distance. There should be treasure or something that could help him survive, right? -🟣

- Keralis was lucky enough to spawn in a warped forest biome and next to a basalt delta, so he’s got wood and stone. It takes a bit, but he gets full gold armor and finds his way to a nether fortress. He figures with the broken regen that the other hermits will try to go for potions. Maybe he finds Stress and False, maybe not. -🟣

- I apologize if I'm sending too many asks, please feel free to say if so! I'm just already so invested in this idea, and absolutely love where it's all going! Shattered au brainrot go brrrrr - anyways; Cub spawns in a valley within the messa. To one side an abandoned village covers the cliff, and to the other, mines drill deep into the rock. A stream luckily runs through the valley, though it's slowly drying up. He can hear strange sounds in the mines, and feels something in the village watching

- @/therainofsweetmelody

- what if the hermits caught in death loops start gaining scars and marks from all their deaths? like impulse had permanent scars from the guardians and grian’s hands are permanently blue from freezing to death all the time

- anonymous

- X finds some axoloyls in a lush cave and falls in love. He gets some wood from said cave and gets some buckets so he can keep them -🟣

- Cleo gets stuck in a death loop with the iron golem, who is blind to her not attacking the villagers. One of the smarter villagers realizes she’s not fighting back, and calls the golem off. -🟣

- (paraphrased) After the iron golem is called off, Stress and False find Cleo badly hurt in the village house. They make sure she's comfortable and safe before going to the Nether to get potions, where they find a battered Keralis and carry him back. They turn the house into a little hospital while they brew potions and take care of Cleo and Keralis until they're strong enough to move on.

- anonymous

- Stress and False have set up a Nether Portal near a Nether Fortress, for easy escape to the relative safety of the Overworld. Keralis has never been more relieved in his life than when he found that portal.

- @/rayveewrites

- Doc spawned a thousand blocks away from ren, not knowing hos friend was there he happened to go in that direction. He managed to get materials, tools and food for himself before he sees rens little hut

- anonymous

- Jevin was one of the luckier hermits, when it came to where he spawned. He woke up in the shallow green waters of a floral cave, illuminated by glowing rocks and berries. He wasn't... quite alone. Although no other hermits could be seen, he quickly found a small family of axolotl living in the closed-off cave. They became his companions as he tried to assess his situation, and served as comfort when he realised his communicator was almost useless. Being slime, the environment was very welcoming

- @/therainofsweetmelody

- Xb spawns in the middle of a desert, with not even a village in sight. While he's used to being in distant lands with limited resources, he's very much not used to it on the Hermitcraft server with limited contact to the others. As the nights go by and the sands grow more hostile thanks to never-burning husks, he grows more and more lonely.

-@/basaltdragon

- At first, Doc is elated when he spawns on a mountain surrounded by goats. That is, until he discovers that none of his fellow hermits are there with him. After being headbutted down the mountain into the snowy tundra below and left on precariously low health, he hunkers down in a nearby igloo. But it's not exactly easy in a food-scarce biome when his only contacts are two villagers and the horde of strays that gather outside each night...

-@crows-in-space

- in one sense of the word, scar is safe. There's enough chorus fruit on the island to keep him alive, and despite his concerns the enderman don't even bat an eye at him. Theoretically, he could survive for longer than many of the others. But the whispers keep nagging at him, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. Sure, he could survive, but how long could he stay on this deathly quiet piece of land before someone would find him? He can see the faint outline of an End City on one of the fading islands, and every passing moment it haunts him. If he could just give in for a moment, let the powers of the vex harness his body for just a few seconds, maybe he could make it over and gather some gear- maybe even an elytra- and then he'd be set. But fear and logic talk him out of it. He's made deals with the vex before, and that quick trip across the islands could put him in a much more dangerous position than only being stranded...

- @/crows-in-space

- What if after scar gives up, he finds his vex mask lying on the floor with a tag saying ��do it, it’ll help you get across’ (shade's note: Scar does it)

- anonymous

- For the Scattered AU: Scar gets an elytra, and after much internal struggling he decides to take a chance and leap into the darkness for hope of finding another island. During his terrifying glide he hears a distant scream from the void that is so familiar, but he can't quite place it, and he's in no hurry to risk flying any lower to check it out. - M

- @petrichormeraki

- Iskall and doc's robotic eye glitch out so they don't have any depth vision, so no mater where they spawn, they Are bound to die a few times from missinterprating how far away an Arrow or trident is, and how fast something is coming at them.

- @/ciaravixen

- I initially thought of this for Ren, but since there was already an idea for him, it could probably work for Iskall instead; He spawns in the middle of a scorching desert. Dunes of sand for as far as the eye can see, with barely a cactus or dead Bush in between. No water, no life - only the ever-present heat of the sweltering sun, and the large skeletons everywhere. He manages to find an abandoned temple after days of dragging himself through the sand, and spies a desert village on the horizon

- @/therainofsweetmelody

- Scattered AU! The way the "not killing Bdubs in his own spawn in the void" glitches work is similar to the forgiving void mod works where when you hit the bottom of the void you are teleported to the top instead of taking damage, but since Bdubs can't see anything in the void he doesn't know this (beyond a constant falling) feeling until he manages to "fall forward" enough to find some end islands, he finds scar this way but is so excited to see him he died from fall damage right in front of him

- @theclockworkowl

- (Scattered AU) Piggybacking off the death loop scars ask, when/if Bdubs is rescued from the void, he's in ROUGH shape. His external limbs are blackened and freezing with frostbite from the void (voidbite?), and his bones are permanently weakened from his form being subjected to the cold abyss for so long. Bdubs needs to relearn gravity after falling for so long, and doesn't use elytra anymore. The solid ground under his feet is something he'll never sacrifice for convenience ever again. - M

- @/petrichomeraki

- Wels spawned in a giant crimson forest in the nether. Towering mushroom trees, thick red vines, with piglins and hoglins he constantly has to run away from. But he finds something.... interesting as he's exploring. A house has been built into a wall, a mixture of nether and overworld blocks. Stepping inside, someone clearly lives there - someone who's not a piglin. Imagine his surprise (and relief) when a certain familair knight walks through the door. "Helsknight?"

-@/therainofsweetmelody

- xB wakes up in a dripstone cavern. It's damp and cold and the spikes are very tall, forming a sort of natural cage around him. At the very least, zombies and mobs can't get through, but the longer he stays there, the weirder the sounds get. There... wasn't a new mob for the dripstone caves, right? Right? (i'm trying VERY hard not to do new hermit OR crossover headcanons for scattered au. i swear) ~@betweenlands

- Scattered AU! Everyone Etho dies He spawns in a new place, first it was the underwater cave, then it was the top of a mountain, but it wasn't until he spawned inside an ocean monument and saw impulse trying to escape just as he was dying he realise the importance of the pattern, He was cycling though each of the other hermits spawn locations, which made all the wierd almost hermit made wierdnes make sense, the underwater one was his but the mountain was Grian's spawn spot,

- @/theclockworkowl

- Can the hermits see death messages? (They can) I'm imagining the potential angst of that, where normal world messages (achievements, commands, deaths) go through just fine but the others can't chat. The helplessness of watching their friends' names endlessly filling the chat and having no idea where they are, having no clue how to help, not even being able to offer comfort.

- @/basaltdragon

- Someone had mentioned xisuma also ending up in a floral cavern with axolotl, right? What if this was the same cave Jevin found himself stuck in? After days and days of clawing at stone, xisuma finally breaks into a cavern filled with faint light. After discovering the friendly acolotls, he notices a strange blue mass floating in the water.... and is almost startled to death when he sees the skull faintly showing through the slime, and the familiar wobbly voice coming from it. "Xisuma?"

- Doc and Grian (and later on, ren) spawned on the same mountain. Grian, of course, at the very top: stuck in the endless snowpeak, towering high above the clouds. Doc, meanwhile, ended up at the base, surrounded by snow and goats and giant taiga trees as far as the eye could see. Once Ren got stuck in the ravine, he often heard a familiar scream before a sickening splat every now and again, as the ravine lies almost completely below the highest peak. He's afraid to check his communicator.

- @/therainofsweetmelody

- grian’s practically given up since there’s not much for him to do. there’s no food and his hands are too frozen to mine. a little fox stays by his side at least. he’s about to freeze again and his health is low and he hears crumching footsteps approaching. he assumes its the iceologer coming for him but instead he hears “grian?” and he can make out blurry figures before he passes out and wakes up wrapped up in a blanket infromt of a fire. (whoevers managed to find and rescue him is up to you :D) (Shade's notes: the person who found him was Doc, and he took him back to Ren's cabin to warm up)

- anonymous

- Scar isn't the only one changed by the time he reaches spawn. Impulse drags himself up onto land finally, breathing heavily, and there's something different about him. Sharper teeth. The shadow he casts more inconsistent. Always faintly smells like saltwater. And his eyes glow faintly, a pale washed-out non-color like light at the bottom of the ocean. Something suggesting nonhuman geometry. Something sleeping that had to reawaken to escape. ~@betweenlands

- Eventually, Etho spawns in a jungle. By a complete stroke of luck, he sees the smoke of a campfire. Tango and Zedaph are happy to see someone- anyone- else. Especially when it turns out Etho somehow managed to get the coordinates of a certain Ocean Temple. Sure, it's far, but they can make it. After all, there's an 'I' in team ZIT, and they aren't leaving him behind.

- @/rayveewrites

- (summary of a couple different writing peices) After escaping the Guardian Temple, Impulse set out to find any other Hermit he could. He has gained some unnerving qualities and abilities that he doesn't really understand, but he's trying not to think about that right now. After defeating several mobs he should not have been able to defeat with his level of progress, he now possesses one Totem of Undying. He met up with Zedaph, Tango, and Etho on their way to find him. They are now hosting him at their campsite and are glad he is safe, but Etho is unnerved and suspicious of his more unsettling attributes.

- I had sent this idea right after the inbox closed, rip. But anyways - what if mumbo ended up befriending the evokers and pilligers in the woodland mansion? Of course, it wouldnt be like that at first- the constant death to the axes and swords and magic, the growls and yelling and cursed glares. But he always came back to work on the redstone and evoker magic in a desperate attempt to contact the others. Eventually, the evoker stops sending their vex, and the pilligers stop swinging their weapons

- @/therainofsweetmelody

- (Scattered AU) After Scar gives in to the Vex. Bdubs is barely conscious to begin with; dying to the void so many times really took it out of him in every way possible. But when he is awake, what he sees makes him scared. Scar with faded, cold eyes. Scar with transparent wings, gone in a blink. Scar being able to do things he shouldn't. Scar says it's to get them out of there, but every day he gets a little paler, a little colder, and Bdubs grows more worried. - M

- @/petrichomeraki

- Perhaps xb and Iskall are on opposite ends of the same desert? On one side, high sand dunes covering miles, with a single desert temple and isolated desert village hidden amongst the cliffs and hills. On the other, the deep flatt valley next to a Mesa mountain, flat nothingness stretching far past the horizon. It would still take quite a long time for them to find each other, but at least there's a change they could meet... and, perhaps, over that mountain, cub could be somewhere in the mesa

-@/therainofsweetmelody

- Iskall and Xb eventually find each other in the desert. Sunburned, dehydrated, and sand-blasted, they hug when they first meet despite not knowing each other well. And they try their best not to die, because what are the chances they'll ever find each other again? Two heads are better than one for finding their way to the rest of the hermits.

-@/basaltdragon

- Its probably a week or so of falling before bdubs managed to move enough to finally see the end islands just barely rendering in the distance. As someone had mentioned, perhaps he became so hopeful that he missed his mark, hitting the ground with a sickening splat just blocks beside scar. It took bdubs almost another week to get forward enough to see the islands again. This time, he landed right on scar... sending the vex back to his spawn several islands away, and leaving bdubs alone for days

-@/therainofsweetmelody

- While Bdubs and Scar are more than happy to have found each other again, their moments together are tense and filled with gaps of uncomfortable silence. There's an unspoken agreement hanging over them: Scar doesn't question Bdubs' frozen and frail state, and Bdubs pretends not to notice how Scar's skin has gotten pale and ghost-like, or how he glances behind him often, like he's being followed by a shadow only he can see. Though of course, Bdubs does notice. The whole server does. Grian wakes up in a cold sweat from a dream of Scar's ruthless attempts to destroy the mycelium resistance. Cub feels his own ties to the vex magic acting up once again, now worrying more than ever what Scar may have encountered in this broken world. Even Mumbo's evoker friend begins acting different, though Mumbo can't seem to determine whether it's out of excitement or fear...

-@/crows-in-space

- Scattered AU After the Wels meeting Hels Headcanon I imagine maybe Hels offers a deal to insure his safety on the Hermitcraft Server in exchange for Wels safety in the Nether. Wels very reluctantly agrees adding to the deal that Hels won’t hurt anyone. To bad he didn’t notice his Evil counterpart cross his fingers while shaking on it.

- anonymous

- Scattered AU: TFC spawns on the main end island, dragon and all. With out proper preparation he’s been stuck in a death loop since the world’s start. Sometimes, right before he dies, he wishes that the janky respon would de-age his body; he’s not the agile young man who could take down the dragon solo anymore.

- @liagrace-b

- Scattered!Grian can’t fly. His normal down-featherly wings look like every feather has been plucked off, leaving the very sensitive skin open to the elements. But the world’s code itself has altered the physics of the wings themselfs. Grian can feel how much heavier the wing structure sits on his back, meaning that they couldn’t let him glide even if fully feathered. Poor Grian hasn’t survived the freezing cold long enough to know if his feathers would grow back with enough time.

- anonymous

- EX somehow gets into the scattered mix. Spawning in the Deep Dark, the exiled admin is terrified, and will stop at nothing to find his brother. 🌙

- (Scattered AU) Scar and Bdubs, after months(?) of travel, make it to the Ender Dragon's island. Bdubs is scared for both of their lives; he is in no condition to fight, he can't even STAND, and he's so, so afraid to die and be condemned to falling forever in the void once again. Scar says nothing, only gently setting his friend down behind an obsidian pillar before his skin goes completely translucent, his eyes clouding white. (Paraphrased: Scar defeats the dragon, him and Bdubs meet up with TFC)

- @/petrichormeraki

- the plugins do not work, so singleplayer sleep is out. Beds do reset spawn point, so the Hermits who spawned in a place where they can get them would do well to make several and use them as checkpoints along their journey (and hope that they don't get broken, especially for those who had to escape death loops....)

- (my answer to some questions)

- Those trapped in death loops change, adapting until they aren't harmed anymore or till they escape. After all, what are players if not adaptable?

- @permafrost782

- Xisuma blames his broken helmet for being unable to admin, as some sort of comfort. But there is no comfort there. The truth is, not even Joe, Tango, Cub, or Hypno can access the chat, can even begin to run commands to fix what has gone wrong. If they could, they would have teleported everyone to 0,0 and reset the worldspawn. Those partnered with any of the admins feel a certain kind of hopelessness. Those without feel a different kind of hopeless.

- @/basaltdragon

- To add to the scattered AU: Though i had seen someone explain the void connecting to the end so Bdubs gets out of that fall, i had the thought of this; What if eventually the void loops around with the overworld's sky, so he's basically in a continuous loop if falling to his death and respawning in the void until he finally is lucky enough in his falls to get over water and live. After that he just has to stay alive otherwise he returns to the void..

-@aetosofvalla

- Somewhere, in the back of Scar’s vex-addled mind, there’s the worry of Jellie. Where is she? Is she with another hermit? Did she spawn in with another village again and will he have to find her again? -🟣

- (Scattered AU) Cub and Scar have been linked by the Vex ever since their deal. One day, Cub's iron armor burns against his skin all at once, and through the searing pain is a horrifying realization that Scar has given in. - M

-@/petrichormeraki

- After a while Cub gets the resources to build a nether portal, but then he finds his portal has connected with someone else's. He finds himself lost again, without access to the farms he's built or the resources he's gathered, but at least he knows a friend is close.

- anonymous

- The End duo come across another end city. There’s a boat at the far end. Scar flies up on delicate vex wings to get the spare elytra and other loot. They’ve been walking for far too long. He floats down (as if he had the slow-falling effect. There’s only health in the brewing stand. Bdubs’ worry for Scar increases) with an extra set of trousers, boots, an elytra, the potions and a pic. Scar offers the elytra to Bdubs. He refuses. It’ll take longer to walk, but he never wants to fall again🟣

- Mumbo gets caught up in redstone work and doesn't bother trying to find anyone else. So when another hermit finally finds him, he has to stop his evoker friend from attacking. Whether or not he's successful is another thing.

- Anonymous

- (Scattered AU) Consider. When Doc finds Grian on the mountain peak while exploring the terrain, a message sends through everyone's communicators. <Grian was blown up by a Creeper>. Doc doesn't get a death message that time, despite both of them suffering the consequences of a surprised Doc in a server where mob-oriented hermits are more volatile than they should be. Doc doesn't go looking for other hermits again after that, and Grian is shocked into numbness at the dawning realization that his monster friends might be so much worse off than he thought. - M

- @/petrichormeraki

A summary of where things stand so far

- scattered au pog!!! hypno is in a seemingly endless flowery field. it was nice at first, but there's no trees, no food, and hardly any water. the sun is so hot. flowers aren't filling. hypno thought he liked being alone.

- Anonymous

- Mumbo doesn’t succumb to the magic of the mansion like perhaps Cub and Scar have, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t entirely unaffected- his skin becomes a little more washed out, instincts a little more violent- he certainly can’t go into villages anymore, otherwise the iron golem will smash him to bits

- @/fluffy-papaya

- With Scar using Vex magic, the Vex turn their attention to Cub, trying to tempt him at every turn. More then once he's found his mask in one of his chests, staring up at him, or awoken in a cold sweat from a dream full of vex. So far, he's resisted the temptation. Wether that lasts is another question entirely.

-@/bat-connoisseur

- Maybe eventualy hypno realises Even flowers would need water to grow, or that the bees must have a bee hive somewhere around here, and the bee hive is always connected to a tree(I think thats the case in Minecraft). So he tries to find where the buzzing comes from and follow the bees around.

- @/ciaravixen

- cleo bases a lot of her identity around being a zombie, right? she probably isnt too happy to be cured. she probably cries all the time it takes her to heal. it had to be done, but that doesnt mean she has to like it. and she doesnt, not one little bit.

- Anonymous

- that ask about Mumbo not bothering to look for anyone got me thinking.... Mumbo getting too caught up in his work with the evokers to look for the others. Mumbo making friends with the illagers. Mumbo knowing that it's completely reasonable that nobody has found him yet, but still getting the creeping feeling that no one is coming for him. Mumbo spending all his time with his new friends because, after all, they're here, and the hermits aren't... All this to say that, when the hermits eventually do find him, he might not be very inclined to leave...

- @/crows-in-space

- At one point, Mumbo's new friends are just...watching him try to do his stuff, observing. Mumbo's getting increasingly frustrated when ne of the evokers watching him breaks off and hands him something. At first he thinks its a totem of undying, its shaped like one, but its strange. Made out of iron, and its eyes are diamonds instead of emeralds. Then it starts to burn his hands and he passes out from the pain. When he wakes, its gone and he moves on, a bit more wary of his 'friends'. Maybe it was a mean joke, or some kinda of strange inhiation for the mansion maybe Except next time he's frustrated, he thows his hands up annoyed and fangs rise out of the ground around him and snap at the air. He cries out, confused, before looking at his hands which almost look like they've been painted with gray paints. it wont come off. He seems mentally the same but now he starts to experiment with his new found abilities. Maybe they can help with his redstone or even find others.

- Anonymous

- after trying a poisonous flower, hypno respawns back in the field. this time, he tries walking in a different direction. maybe this is the way out.

- Anonymous

- The flowers in Hypno’s area are just so perfect... blooming dandelions don’t lose their seeds when he brushes against them, petals that are crushed underfoot quickly regain their shape- and if his mind wasn’t so affected, he would’ve noticed the flower he picked was quickly replaced by another

- @/fluffy-papaya

- The Moobloom has one unique feature: The ability to leave behind flowers in its path... that is, the ability to alter the world around it simply by walking. These flower plains are not particularly large, maybe eight or so chunks across in each direction, but glitched world generation spawned in a herd of mooblooms, and all they've been doing is walking around causing little distortions, one on top of the other. From the inside, where Hypno is standing, the plains go on forever. The air is thick with buttercup pollen that's slowly dulling his sense of space and time. He has to pull it together, somehow. Force the world to recognise that he's walking forwards in a straight line. Or he'll be wandering in circles forever...

- @/draconic-dreams

- another hermit- maybe beef? sees the edge of a deep, fragrant field. on the horizon, not far away, is hypno, walking in circles. he calls but he cannot hear beef. something tells the man not to go into that field- at least, not without a flint and steel. (Shade note: Beef and Joe saved Hypno and are currently sheltering him (unconscious) in their spawn sanctuary)

- anonymous

- Maybe if they went through the exit portal and it glitched but good. They don't think about the fact it should send them back to their spawns, Scar feels something at the back of his mind that very much isn't him tell him to change his mind, stay in this place becuase they'll just be trapped if they try to leave, but Bdubs grabs his arm and jumps in before Scar can say anything. For a second, blessed silence, Scar's mind feels clear and normal. then they show up at world spawn and scare theother

- anonymous

(Shade note: people at the spawn haven now include Joe, Beef, Hypno, TFC, Scar, and Bdubs)

- Once Keralis and Cleo are healed up, the village gang starts going to 0,0 to try to meet up with others. On the way, they find a flower forest (potentially the same one Hypno’s in). They find some mooblooms and fall in love (this was def not done bc I want some fluff, nope not at all /s) -🟣

- Mumbo receives a set of robes from his evoker friend. He’s loathe to get rid of his suit, but at the same time... well, all the better to fit in, right? This is a glitch and fluke anyway, and he might as well blend in if the illagers ever turn on him. That’s it. That’s the only reason he tosses the suit jacket into the fireplace, don’t be silly. It has nothing to do with the feeling that he just doesn’t want to leave...

- anonymous

- I’m imagining Shattered Impulse looking like the Fishman from Shape of Water + the teeth of an Angler fish and the ability to unhinge his jaw. Poor guy probably gets mistaken for a glitched mob when someone finds him.

- @/fandomrecycling

- Yes hello it's me again. After the pollen spells breaks for Hypno (and whoever else might have tried to save him beforehand...), he notices he's a little different. he can't always control how he moves, he doesn't like eye contact, and he takes an even bigger interest in his, well, interests than before. Basically Tourettic Hypno go brrr (I am tourettic so feel free to ask me clarification!)

- @/fireflower-dusk

- I don't think Keralis has been mentioned except for being in the nether so I would like to contribute that he spawned in that soul sand and skeleton biome that has almost nothing in it.

- anonymous

- Mumbo, being hundreds of thousands of blocks out from spawn, is the last hermit to be found. Even after the glitch was fixed, Mumbo was so caught up in his research and new abilities that he no longer felt it mattered. He'd been apart from the hermits for well over a year now; and a long time ago he gave up hope that they'd come back for him. This was, of course, until he woke up one morning to a disturbance outside. When he goes to check the source of the racket, he's left frozen in place at the sight of Iskall on his mansion's doorstep. And at the end of it all, despite Mumbo telling himself that he was better alone, Iskall's hand on his shoulder, reassuring that "Yes, I'm here, yes, I'm real, and no, I'm not leaving, you spoon." Is enough for Mumbo to break, clinging to Iskall as if he'd disappear at any moment, murmuring "I'm sorry" over and over like a broken record. -🧸

- Maybe after Wels and Hels make their deal, and Wels gets some gold gear and a respawn anchor to click, Hels shows him how to create a portal to Hels the place to which from there, they think they can get into the overworld. The only catch being that to get in to Hels the place you need to focus all of you emotions onto pure hatred and anger, but the question is could Wels do it?

- Anonymous

- Hels taunts Wels about how no one came to get him, and plants ideas about how this was done on purpose, about how he's the only one to spawn in the nether for a reason. He tells him the hermits want him gone. And Wels of course becomes angry but he becomes angry at Hels for trying to tell him his friends didn't care about him. He's also angry at himself though, maybe for thinking he hasn't done enough to make his friends want to keep him around. He is never mad at the hermits though, never them

- TFC's concerned. Even if he thinks it's great he found Bdubs and Scar, the latter shouldn't be able to just kill the ender dragon alone. TFC doesn't know much about Scar but the man can barely fly usually, why did he turn into a vex, anyway? vexes don't exist in the end. TFC need to ask, at least to make sure he's ok, but everytime he tries he stops in his track once the cold, icy blue eyes stare back at him. devoid of the usual warmth his green ones have.

- Anonymous

- (Scatter AU) Saw someone mention the other ops on the server and had a thought: Tango is a programmer with a specialty in game programming. He’s probably sitting at the campfire thinking of every single way the game must have been corrupted to cause this many problems. If he could just get into the code, maybe he could fix some of these problems. I’ll bet he’s driving himself a little crazy thinking of everything that could be done to fix the world and not being able to do anything...

- Anonymous

- Cub was lucky, he thinks. Seeing the many death messages in chat, he's torn between gratitude that he's ended up with what almost looks like a normal spawn, and worry for his friends. After gathering enough resources to stay reasonably safe, he knows what he has to do next. So when he encounters Xb, he eventually suggests he takes some resources and a bed he's salvaged from the abandoned village and heads towards 0,0, hoping there'll be someone there. (1/3)But as for him... well, there's an obvious place to head as far as he can see, for someone with a safe enough spawn point and the ability to gather resources. A place where he knows for sure he'll find someone else, someone who needs help. After all, unless this world is even more messed up that it seems, there's only one place where a player would be killed by the Ender dragon, and he knows exactly how to get there. (2/3) (Shade note: Him and xB were not successful in finding the Hermit who the mystery portal belonged to. They must have died in the Nether and returned to their spawn point. XB resists the idea that they split up, but he sees the logic in it and agrees to start the long journey for 0,0.) (pt. 3 was eaten by the inbox)

- Anonymous

- Maybe one of the reasons Cleo doesn't like being a human as much is because she had chronic pain (particularly in her back) when she was alive, and when she gets cured after meeting up with False, Stress, and Keralis, her back pain comes back (along with all the other pains of being alive)

-@/justme123abz

- Whenever Etho spawns, wherever Etho spawns, he takes it upon himself to tell each and every Hermit he can find to head towards 0,0. He's not sure why, but he believes that if they get everyone together, they can figure out how to fix the broken world.If there aren't any Hermits in sight, he'll make a sign out of whatever's avalible before going searching. It's a complete pain to try and build anything coherent out of sand and cactus, but he has to try. He has to get everyone together. It's their best hope. It's their only hope.Even Evil X. Even Hels. Everyone. He doesn't care about past grievances. They need to get through this. And their only option is to do it together. (Shade note: He doesn't stay with Team ZIT for long. He probably dies trying to protect them from something, knowing that it will only result in him finding another Hermit anyway. Even though he himself isn't making any progress toward the origin, he counts it as a victory every time he can guide one of his friends just a little bit closer.)

- Doc Ren and Grian himself thought that him being found and safe would fix everything right? yea no he has horrible fevor, he struggles to retain warmth depsite 2 feet from a fire, he's tired and has a hard time stay awake becuase on the mt he slept alot, he barley eats cuz he cant hold too much down rn. He cant stand being alone or he'll start to panic, ands he's just trying to ignore the new fox fetures he has desperately when he's aware enough to do. Doc and Ren have a hard time ahead of them.

- Anonymous

- Mumbo was trying to make a machine with redstone and evoker magic to contact the hermits right?so what if he did build the machine ad at first his only way to get the magic was to go annoy the evoker hoping he would try to hit him and instead hit the machine to power it. Plan backfired so many times because of the vex killing him before. So when Mumbo becomes apprentice he wants to try power the machine himself but it breaks because he can't control how much magic he uses yet.time to study magic

-@/artsarasp

- Etho dies with the Zit and ends up back in it. Next he ends up in X's spawn, there's no one around but he finds the bloody tunnel X punched himself, and races down it to see in the distance Xisuma and Jevin in a cave.He calls out to them, only to get overwhelmed by zombies that just spawned, He manages to gurgle out 0,0 before he dies again. (He's now determined to be the messenger of meetings, even willing to die on purpose to find them all). After that? Ren's old spawn, now he has to track ren

- anonymous

- I guess hypno’s been... hypnotizd 👉😎👉

- We need more Jevin and xisuma interaction content, be it fluff or angst, how aware is jevin by the time Xisuma gets there? How many axolotls do they take with them on the way to the surface?

- @/ciaravixen

(Shade comment: We need more Jevin and xisuma interaction content, be it fluff or angst, how aware is jevin by the time Xisuma gets there? How many axolotls do they take with them on the way to the surface? )

- Mumbo having to learn how to use the magic, the evoker will probably also try to teach him how to summon the vex, even if Mumbo really wants to just focus on the magic and not the evocation.What if he's able to summon Scar since he gave his name to the vex? just by accident and Mumbo gets so startled by Scar's new appearance that he immediately interrupts the evocation and makes Scar dissappear. Scar reappears where he was before confused cause for a moment he saw Mumbo?did he allucinante??

- @/artsarasp

- Scattered AU! So what if what happened with EX and Hels happened with old hermits to? Like Biffa, Generikb, Jessassin etc etc. Everyone is concerned as it is but then they see a death message from one of them and realize it's even worse then they thought.

- Anonymous

- Once Wels and Helssknight are in Hels the have to sneak around a lot. Hels isn’t as popular there as he had previously boasted, that’s why he had tried to take over the over world. Cue heart to heart talk before a Hels version of another hermit cuts them off. (Can you pick the Hermit I’m kinda stuck here)

- Anonymous

- Iskall must have not even known the direction he was walking from his desert spawn, so its purely by luck he ended up finding the mansion mumbo resides in- his cybernetic eye is fixed almost instantly upon his arrival by mumbo and iskall feels his hope fades as he realises they’re /so/ far from the hermits. I also guess he must be worried about whats happening to his friend right before him, mumbo wouldnt willingly give into the vex and evoker magic right? 1/2 But he isn’t so sure anymore, the days at the mansion are quiet and uncomfortable as Iskall has to be wary of the illagers that walk the halls, mumbo assures him of his safety, but theres no light in his eyes - he doubts the illagers welcomed mumbo at first- The usual banter isn’t there at all, its dead silence as mumbo keeps on working and Iskall can see how paler his skin becomes and the blue scars that litter his body 2/2

- Anonymous

- Etho died and respawned at the true spawn once. Beef was elated to see him and was afraid if he let him go, he would disappear. He didn’t want to lose his friend again. In the end, he does, he was actually with Etho when he dies, and he never lets the feeling go.

- @/harley-the-pancake

- aww poor etho! At least he's okay with this new role as messenger. Now i can just imagen he ends up at Ren's spawn and manages to track the man, nearly dying but staying alive and- thats a house in the distance! He goes over and nearly runs into Doc, who invites him in surprised and they catch each other up, their spawns and Etho's situation. They're overjoyed to hear about the others and Ethos glad to see them realtivly okay. Grian's condition is worrying however, changed and still weak (1) They agree they need to start heading to 0,0 but Ren is nervous about leaving safety, Doc wants them safe, and with Grian still sick and weak from laying in snow for weeks it'll take a bit until he's stable enough to travel (he'll probs have to be carried anyways). Etho stays for a few days at their insistence for rest, he wants to keep going there is more hermits out there he hasn't found, they are insistent that he take time to recover. Then, he lets himself die. Off to the next hermit! (2)

- Anonymous

- This is for the very very beginning, but maybe before False meets up with Cleo, she spawns in a warm ocean biome. Coral structures fill the water around her, and tropical fish dart between them. It would be almost peaceful, were it not for the fact that False was encased in a cage of coral.It’s a gamble every time. She has to try and smash her way out of her colorful prison before the tide rolls in, slow and steady water rising up her body and over her head. The water makes her movements clumsy and arduous as she tries to free herself, racing against time to escape the awful tide. (Pt 2) OH SORRY I HAD AN IDEA (this is from the coral False anon)What if Stress and False both spawn in that biome and they have to try and help each other out before the tide comes in?? Added angst if one of the times one manages to escape but the other doesn’t

- Anonymous

- (scattered au) Every time that a hermit dies the universe and the world file starts to corrupt, the way that things are going if everything doesn't go back to normal soon, then the world will crumble on itself with the hermits inside.

- Anonymous

- Admins log, day: ⬛⬛⬛ I've finally managed to find my way to the drip stone caves, weirdly I think I may have a good connection down here, I'll try to contact the others, if they haven't forgotten about me yet. (Shade note: Far away in the woodland mansion, Mumbo rubs his eyes and marks down another failure on his latest contraption. How long will it be until he can generate a signal? He has no way of knowing that, for a single moment, it worked. He stopped checking his communicator a long time ago, so he doesn't see the single message until much later: <Xisuma> can anyone hear me?)

- At some point Etho cycles round to Doc's spawn. His friend is long gone but there are five creepers in formation watching him. Waiting for something.It takes a moment for him to recall the trick of unfocusing his ears just right, so that their hisses resolve into words. He hasn't had to do it for years, after all. He hasn't run into General Spaz since he left Chocolate Island.“It'ssss been a while, Esssssho” the General says. “Let'sssss make a wager”The General reaches out for a handshake... it seems the glitch finally gave him a pair of arms.(ancient Etho lore go brrrr)

- Anonymous

- Both the snow and the void are cold, and getting stuck in there means getting frostbite a lot is fairly likely, so Grian and Bdubs would be unlikely to get out with all their fingers...

- @/bat-connoisseur

- Based on a little piece of this ask where it was mentioned that Hypno passed out only three steps outside the flower biome, I start to wonder, how long was he wandering in circles without food? Why did he collapse so immediately? Was the biome itself perhaps sustaining him? Keeping him "healthy" (if you could call it that) and alive? COULD he have starved to death if he hadn't been pulled out? Or would he have just kept walking? And walking. And walking...

-@/asexualbert

- An idea focusing on evil xisuma. He ended up spawning on the nether roof, stuck with nothing but mushrooms and bedrock as far as the eye can see. No communication, no water, no way out. He can probably eat the mushrooms, at the very least.... but there may be some bad side effects from it. It's disheartening and lonely up there, dying from starvation over. And over. And over. At one point, etho may have spawned there as well... but of course, he wouldnt last long. Condemned to endless roof...

-@/therainofsweetmelody

- Okay, hear me out: after Hypno’s been out of his illusion for a while, he starts to get headaches. He doesn’t think anything of it, until he wakes up one day with small horns growing and flowers in his hair. In conclusion: Moobloom!Hypno

- @/harley-the-pancake

Art:

- An Impulse

- A Grian

- A Guardian Impulse

- A Void Bdubs by @/sweetest-honeybee

- This Hypno by @/irys-97

- an Iskall and a Grian

- a fox Grian

- A Guardian Impulse

- a suffering Xisuma

- Mumbo and Evoker doodles

Writing:

Up. He needs to go up. He spawned too deep in the world, and though he'd heard of underground spawns there was no way, no way in the world that being so deep under was normal. Every cave he crawled up either came to a dead end or opened into a massive, mob-filled cavern, and somehow he still hadn't found even half a mineshaft. He could spend hours upon hours painfully clawing his way through the stone, but he keeps convincing himself it'll be faster to find a cave that leads to the surface. The pounding heartbeat of a warden stills rings in his ears, an ever-present reminder of his terrible luck. If only he could get some wood. Just a few planks, some torches. Anything. It's almost as if the stone doesn't want him to leave.

- @basaltdragon

- Buried by @arts-and-drafts

- Cleo grits her teeth and pulls a leather cap low over her head and stays on the outskirts of the taiga village, where the less scrupulous people go. She can't stay here long, if an iron golem catches her she's going to end up social spawning a bunch of less sapient friends and wiping out the village. The air is cold and thin out here, close to the mountains. The strays leave her alone. She's not sure how to feel about that. ~@betweenlands

- "A poem, by Impulse" by @/rayveewrites

- Pulse by @/arts-and-drafts

- Unnamed Impulse fic by @bat-connoisseur

- Another Impulse fic by @/betweenlands

- Don't think about it by me (@shadeswift99 )

- A poetic fic by @irys-97

- this short anon piece

- If I lose myself by @/arts-and-drafts

- Mountainside by @/basaltdragon

- Sleepwalk by @/betweenlands

- This Grian fic by @silverechosandsmileymasks

- A Jevin fic by @/basaltdragon

- This Hypno piece by @/fireflower-dusk

- This Iskall anon

- Alternate Impulse fic by @/rayveewrites

- Short Grian fic by @rk9-mew2

- an alternate headcanon for Mumbo

- This Xisuma fic by @/bat-connoisseur

#hcraft #hermitcraftheadcanons #hermitcraft #hermitblr #mod shade #masterpost #scattered au #long post

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thebookwormfairy · 4 years

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Kelpto!Marinette Au: Ft. Captain the Retired Police Dog

(Daminette)

In this au Hawkmoth isn't active (yet) so Marinette doesn't have her miraculous (yet)

Daminette Masterlist

First things first, Captain loves his girl

Even if she had sticky fingers

He knows she's never stolen anything from stores but she does "borrow" stuff from her friends

He first noticed it when her friend Luka came over

She kept taking his guitar picks and giving them back

At one point she took it out of his hand as he was playing

Luka didn't seem mad about her taking them in fact he seemed amused if not a little fascinated by her ability to do so

The there was the time she was with her other friend Kagami

She took her fencing foil right out of her hand

Captain expect the usually cold girl to get angry at Marinette so he jumped up from his place on the side lines to protect his girl

But as he made it to his girl's side Kagami started to laugh

Kagami: I should really stop being surprised by you Marinette

Captain was surprised by the girl's reaction but was happy that she wasn't mad at the girl

Captain started to notice that his girl's friends took Marinette skills as a challenge

They would set up mini heist for Marinette to do

They always have different objectives

One of them was to steal a ring off Luka's mom's hand without her noticing

Which of course Marinette succeeded

Anarka was very impressed by this

The loud music man, Jagged Stone, and his mate, Penny Rolling, also seemed to join in on the fun

One time the objective was to steal Fang

Marinette got it done in 30 minutes and just had Fang hang out with her and Captain

The crocodile was in Marinette's room for half a day before Jagged realized that Marinette had already got him

Captain notice that these heist would usually happen whenever Marinette was stress, like when she had a lot of commissions or it was exam time at her shool

It seemed that Marinette had her sticky fingers under control until they went to Gotham

Captain could tell that Marinette was excited to go to another country

But he could also tell that she was nervous to be without her family and close friends

She wasn't on bad terms with most of the class but she wasn't exactly on good terms either

It was almost like a stalemate in a war

A war between Marinette and Lila

They were civil was the best way to describe it

But that didn't mean that Lila wasn't looking for every opportunity to to push the stalemate to her favor

For that reason Captian snucked onto the plane so that his girl would have somebody with her

Of course Lila tried to make it out like Marinette did it on purpose

But luckily Marinette was quickly able to prove that she had nothing to do with it

Marinette: I have absolutely no supplies with me to take care of Captain! What kind of irresponsible dog owner would sneak a dog into another country without making sure they had to proper shots, food, and supplies?!?!

The class had to admit if there was one thing Marinette would never do it would be putting Captain in a situation that would put him in danger

So Marinette got Captain everything he needed while the class was out shopping

Though Marinette was thrilled to have Captain with her she was stressed that Lila was going to do something to the good boy

Marinette knew Gotham was a dangerous city and she wouldn't put it past Lila to cause some sort of "accident" to either her or Captain

So with her stress level up Marinette felt her fingers begin to itch

Usually she would turn to Luka and Kagami for times like this but they were on the other side of the planet

She could feel her fingers start to twitch as she walked around the block that her class was exploring

She always been good at controlling her kelpto tendencies but her nerves were really making them act up

She started to fidget with the stuff in her pocket when she heard shouting

Marinette looked up and saw a man running from a woman

Woman: Stop that man! He took my purse!

Marinette angled her body so that she would be in the man's path

The man not paying attention to the girl now in his path ran into Marinette

He was in such a hurry he didn't realize that Marinette had switch the woman's purse for a used poop bag when he ran into her

The man continued running not realizing the switch as Marinette walked over to the woman

Marinette handing the woman her purse: Here you go

Woman: Thank you so much

Marinette: No problem

Jason in the roof across the street: Guys you would not believe what I just saw

Tim over com: let me guess you are once again for going work to do patrol during the day

Jason: Yes but you got to hear what I just saw

Dick over com: What Jason?

Jason: I was watching over the shopping district and some guy snatch this woman's purse. I was about to jump in, when he bumped into this girl with a dog who switched the woman's purse with a use pop bag! The guy still hasn't realized the switch I can see him two streets over still running!

Dick: What?!

Tim: Really?! How did she manage that?

Jason: I don't know! She got some quick fingers on her! But we can't tell Bruce. She's right in his MO for adoption

Tim: Black hair blue eyes?

Jason: Exactly!

Damian over com: Will you three idiots quiet down! Unlike you three I still have school work to do, and it's hard to do that with you three chattering in my ear. Coms are only suppose to be used for emergencies during the day!

Jason: Oh calm down Demon Spawn. I just couldn't wait to tell y'all about this girl.

Damian annoyed: Well why don't you just ask her out then?

Jason: Nah not really my type, also she's a but too young for me, she looks around your age Demon Spawn

Dick: Ohhh, maybe we should set them up together

Tim: With such quick hands she would be a great addition to our team

Jason: And she has a German sheperd with her

Dick: She sounds great! Right Little Bird?

Damian: I've have enough of this, Damian out.

Damian turned off his com cutting off his brothers' laughter

The last thing Damian needed right now was his brothers trying to set him up with some random girl who was able to trick some low level criminal

The incident with the purse snatcher relieved a bit of Marinette's stress but she could still feel her fingers twitching as she ran them through Captain's fur

She couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen soon

She had the okay for Captain to come with her on all her schools outings

But that didn't mean that something wasn't going to happen

She just didn't know what

The next day when Marinette was walking Captain in the park when sheet a nice (and cute) boy named Damian and they hit it off

He was such a sweet boy with his own dogs

The two just seemed to click

All Marinette's free roam time was spent with Damian, Titus, and sometimes Ace

Captain got along great with Titus and he seem to have the same instant connection to Ace

The two were often seen cuddling when Damian brought her along

Captain was a little sketch out about this new boy

He couldn't get rid of this feeling that Damian was hiding something from his girl

He tries to ask Ace and Titus about it but the two just brushed him off

Though Captain did notice as the two got closer his girl's twitchy fingers calmed down and she didn't reach to sneakily borrow something from the people around her

So he begrudgingly accept this strange boy

Marinette had to say the best part about the whole Gotham trip was meeting Damian

The two were just friends but Marinette couldn't denied the spark she felt

There might have been a bit of flirting between the two but Marinette was hesitant to form a deeper relationship with Damian because she knew how hard long distance relationships were

On her final day in Gotham Marinette and Captain went with the class to get a tour at Wayne Enterprise

It was the finally stop before they were to return home

As Marinette entered Wayne Enterprise she was surprised to find Damian their waiting for them with an older man who had black hair and blue eyes

Marinette broke away from her class who were too busy talking among themselves to notice

Marinette: Hey Damian! What are you doing here?

Damian: Hey Angel, Captian-

Dick: Wait you didn't tell her Baby Bird?

Damian blushed at the use of his nickname in front of the girl he admittedly had a crush on

He had done his best to keep her away from his family and had succeeded

The only one he really talk to about Marinette was Dick who promised to keep Marinette between the two of them

But when Damian found out that Marinette and her class were going to be touring Wayne Enterprise on their final day in Gotham

Damian tried to tell Marinette before the day arrived but whenever he was ready to tell her, he would get lost in her big blue eyes or Captain would interrupt them

So as he stood in front of the girl who has wrapped himself around her finger in such a short time he was once again at a lost for words

Marinette wrapping her hand around Damian's and giving it a squeeze: Damian are you okay?

As Marinette pulled away she realized to her horror that she accidentally stole his watch

Damian and Dick stood wide eyed as Marinette held out Damian's watch

They didn't even notice her taking it off him

Marinette: I'm soooo sorry! I really didn't mean to take this! I'm so so so sorry!

Captain moved so that he stood between Marinette's legs ready to protect her if either of the two males in front of him tried to do anything to his girl

As Marinette freaked out a little bit Dick couldn't help but laugh as this young girl was able to pull off that trick without him or Damian noticing

Damian snapping out of his shock: It's okay Marinette, that's actually a really great trick. Not many people can sneak one by me

Marinette blushing: Thanks Damian, but you didn't answer my question. What are you doing here?

Damian scratching the back of his head: Well you see Angel I'm here to help my brother give your class a tour of Wayne Enterprise

Marinette: So your Damian Wayne?

Damian: Yes, I hope that doesn't change anything between us

Marinette smiling: No, it definitely doesn't

Marinette and Captain walked back over to the class

As Damian watched Marinette walk away he went to put his watch back on only to see that it's gone from his hands

He hears a small wuff as he looks up he sees Captain sitting in front of him holding his watch

Dick: That some girl you got there Damian

Damian sighing: Yeah she is

Bonus

Jason seeing a picture of Marinette and Damian together: THAT'S THE GIRL I SAW!!

#maribat #captain the retired police dog #pet headcanon #damian x marinette #marinette x damian

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dessarious · 4 years

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Misconceptions, Miscommunication, and Misinformation Pt75

Inspired by @ozmav Maribat AU

AO3 Beginning Previous Next

As his siblings finally got tired of teasing Jason, Damian found himself the center of attention again. He was not thrilled to say the least.

“So Demon Spawn, you want to stay in Paris in case they break up so you can swoop in? It’s a good strategy, not a lot of relationships last at your age.” He didn’t even bother looking at the idiot.

“That’s crass even for you Todd. I believe you’ve heard Marinette say, multiple times, that I’m not interested in her that way and I’m not.” Dick came over and put an arm around his shoulders that he immediately shrugged off.

“Friend zoned huh? A lot of people will tell you you can’t come back from that but it’s not true. You just have to be patient.” Damian could feel his eye twitching. If these morons didn’t shut up he was going to finally kill them. Then Brown had to jump in as well.

“Don’t listen to them. If you want something you should go after it. If you can come between them their relationship isn’t strong enough to survive anyway.”

“Enough! All of you just shut up. I don’t like her romantically and I’m already in a relationship so back the hell off!” He groaned internally as he realized what he’d just shouted, for his entire family to hear. He suddenly remembered all the other reasons besides Luka that he wanted to stay in Paris.

“Now that’s just sad Demon Spawn. If you want to make her jealous you’re going to have to come up with something better than a fake girlfriend.” He tossed one of his throwing knives without conscious thought but did smile slightly when Todd cursed as it bisected his earlobe.

“I do not have a girlfriend, fake or otherwise. I am however content with the way things are currently progressing with my boyfriend.” Dead silence. He’d finally gotten them all to shut up even if he knew it wouldn’t last. His entire family was just starting at him in shock while Marinette gave him an encouraging smile and Chloe actually gave an approving nod. He was honestly too scared to look at Luka though he’d never admit that.

Damian expected an explosion when they came to their senses. They’d be yelling all sorts of nonsense at each other and him. He didn’t expect them all to turn to Drake, obviously upset with him.

“How could you not tell us that? Honestly Tim, that's a need to know information.” Drake could only blink at Dick for a moment. Most of them would take it for sleep deprivation but Damian knew he was stalling though he wasn’t certain why.

“Damian’s private life is his and none of us have a right to it unless he wants to share.” He was certain Drake didn’t know about him and Luka, but he was going to let the rest think he did. Damian wondered how much of it was to help him and how much was to keep the others from teasing him about not knowing about something that was right under his nose.

“A boyfriend?” Damian turned to his father. He looked confused more than anything else. “I can’t say I expected that, granted you haven’t shown much interest in anyone at all. When do we get to meet him?” The words ‘you already have’ luckily didn’t make it out of his mouth. He had no idea if Luka was out, or if he’d want anyone to know they were dating. He didn’t seem like the type to hide but it wasn’t something they’d discussed.

“When he’s ready. I’m hoping that day never comes given the likelihood you’ll all run him off. If I’ve learned anything from the rest of you bringing home dates it’s that the level of crazy in the family is something no one else wants to be a part of.” A couple of them looked ready to argue but Cass shrugged at him.

“That’s fair. I’d start sweeping everything I own for bugs after this if I were you as well. I’m pretty sure Dick already stuck at least two in your bag.” And that was why Cass would always be his favorite. Dick had that fake innocent expression on his face that fooled absolutely no one.

“You’ll all leave Damian alone until he’s ready to talk to us.” Damian could only frown at his father. The man literally felt the need to know everything. There was no way he was just going to let this go until Damian was ready to talk. “Honestly half the reason you all end up single every time someone meets the family is because of all the research done beforehand. It’s rather creepy to sit down with a bunch of strangers and have them tell you things about your life you forgot. I’m not about to have you all ruin possibly his only chance at a relationship.”

Damian couldn’t decide whether he should be touched or insulted. As his siblings started in on each other about who’d ruined the most relationships Damian was able to chance a look at Luka to see how he was handling the craziness. He almost sighed in relief when his boyfriend just gave him a calm smile. Just the fact that he hadn’t bolted from the room was promising given some of the ways most people reacted to his mentally unstable family.

They were going to have to have a long take when they got back to Paris. So far everything had been just between them. Sure Marinette and Chloe knew they were dating but neither one was invasive about it and they’d all been friends first. Now everything was going to get complicated because no matter what his father said his family would do their best to make his life miserable. He needed to know where Luka’s boundaries were, not to mention find his own.

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MC:SM Mafia - Round IV 👻

THE 4TH ROUND OF MAFIA

The sun was already setting when a group of eleven wannabe-ghostbusters headed to a haunted woodland mansion they've heard of in a tale. The tale told a story about a cursed house, in which several people had died from murder. The ghost of those victims would still be wandering through the rooms, torturing any intruders in their dreams.

The curious group walked through a moldy, abandoned looking grave yard. They got goosebumps when they looked at the huge, cobweb-shrouded mansion which was behind...

But they did not slowed their step. The creepiness would not scare them off. They swallowed as they entered through. To their big surprise, the abandoned mansion was not abandoned – they were faintly greeted by a young lady, who was completely dressed in dark; only her red hair almost glowed in the dark. Suddenly, she raised her voice.

„Who dares entering my old, fancy mansion!?“, she spoke furiously, reminding them of an old witch. Although; witch do have red hair, don't they? Maybe she was about to cast spell on them!!

A thunder growled, as a calico cat jumped to her side.

The group did not know what to do, they were stunned from the happening; some managed to recollect themself and tried to run away, but a horde of zombies had scattered over the grave yard.

All at once, the red haired girl put herself a white carved pumpkin on and pulled a lever to her right. At a stroke, it was pitch-dark. The group could absolutely see nothing; but they suddenly felt a heavy block falling on their head, which very surprisingly smelled like pumpkin! Was that just weird fashion, or were they dressing up as ghosts now??

Anyhow, there was no time to do hide, nowhere to run, and danger at their feet.

Living beings, it is time.

To scream.

And HAUNT THE CASSIE!

🌑 Results of Night 1:

Isa did not dare to take one step further in this haunted place, but covered it up by admiring the front door the whole night.

Radar hid in the living room, as he totally couldn't die there! SO HE LIVED ON and went to sleep after writing in his journal.

Olivia went to the library to craft some arrows. Actually, spectral arrows would be great for ghost hunting...

Stampy wanted to sleep in the library, but paniced at the sight of Winslow. He tried to slyly make his way to the bed chamber by running in circles, but Winslow wouldn't let him escape.

CASSIE sneaked to the dining room, waited under the table, and grabbed Jack, gagged and fettered him, and put him to sleep in the cat-paradise of a basement. Satisfied with her work, she went to sleep.

Jack went back to the grave yard and slept a night with the zombies... Just kidding! He was in the dining room, planning to make Petra one of the dead! So he eased his way to the suspicious button at the table, ready to press it- but, wait- SOMETHING COVERED HIS MOUTH- it was a hand- someone was grabbing him from behind!! Jack tried to fight back, but lacked oxygen... he passed out... and dreamed of ONE AND A THOUSAND CATS! OHH, HERE COMES ANOTHER TRAUMA.

Lukas climbed up to the scariest place of them all - the attic! The thrills of the ghost was enough for him though, so he told Dewey to sit on Aiden while he sleeps, for safety reasons... and to not be interrupted while writing in his journal.

Aiden didn't really mind any place to sleep, so he just went to the attic and cuddled in the spider webs. They make a great blanket, duh.

Petra enjoyed a spooky feast with the ghosts in the dining room. But she was really curious about this button... so she pressed it. She heard a block moving, but nothing happened... wait, where has Jack gone?

Stella only wanted to have nightmares in the comfiest bed she could find. So she tried the bed chamber, but being alone was just... too fricking scary! So she grabbed her cozy llama and ran away to the attic.

Jack has gone crazy.

Isa’s pet Benedict laid a chicken egg.

Olivia crafted 4 arrows.

☀ Results of Day 2:

The living beings decided that it was too early to make any votes today, and happily played hide and seek with the ghosts instead.

The Last Night 🌒

On the evening to the second night, Petra, holding slight suspicions against CASSIE, followed her to the dining room to see what she was up to.

Of course this was a quite unusual place to be - unless she really wanted to have a feast with ghosts, but that would actually be even more fishy -, so Petra decided to press a rigged seeming button right under the table while CASSIE wasn't looking. She took the risk of killing Stampy, but for everyone's luck, the next second CASSIE fell - and got entwinded by the ground. Oh.

Uhm... oops. Welp, I'm sure nobody will notice-

To her surprise, a ton of calio-cats started creeping in from shelfes, doors, everywhere. They gathered around the exact spot where CASSIE was sitting one moment ago.

For at least a minute, they just... stood there. Watching. Griefing?

...

Suddenly, they turned round, and began gnarling at Stampy and Petra. They creepily sneaked closer and closer... the group was in danger of getting encircled, so they they made a quick getaway.

It wouldn't stop. The cats chased them through half of the mansion, eventually getting all the other guests involved in the chase too. They even grew more and more, more... it sure felt like the house was SPAWNING them everywhere!

Already out of breath, the survivors managed to make it to the front door. They HAD to get outta the mansion. But what about the zombies!? Or, even worse, THE GHOSTS!!!!

Well, they had scant time to make a decision. What they did not expect, was an enraged voice calling after them... The group fearfully turned around - and saw CASSIE's ghost, slowly floating towards them, a clean diamond axe in her hands.

WELP, WHAT'S A FEW ZOMBIES AGAINST A MURDEROUS GHOST WITH HER MILLION CATS, RIGHT!?!?

So they just ran!

And ran!

And... gasp... phew... oof... oh my gosh KEEP RUNNING!!

Did... did we made it? All the way through the grave yard? How even!??

...Eh, enough ghost hunting for today.

The guests have won the game! 👻

#mcsm #episode 6 #mafia

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Why New Nightmare is the Best Nightmare Movie - 7/27/2020

The Nightmare on Elm Street series, to me, is the finest in all of horror. It has quite possibly the most iconic villain in the horror genre in Freddy Krueger, as played by Robert Englund. Starting with the first film written and directed by Wes Craven in 1984, the series would spawn 7 sequels and one remake. Each film would become event viewing for any horror fan, and would offer something new for audiences with every installment. It goes without saying that such a franchise would ignite debate amongst fans about which film is the best. Well, I’m here to tell you that without a doubt Wes Craven’s New Nightmare is the absolute best in the series.

Wes Craven’s New Nightmare was released in 1994, ten years after the debut of the first film. By then, the Nightmare films had grown to become just a little bit stale at that point. They had supposedly killed Freddy off for good in the previous film, in an effort to end the story and the series in a definitive way. However, you can never keep a good villain dead for long, and the fans demanded that he come back. Since the prior film was not greatly received by fans and critics, the decision was made to bring Wes Craven back to write and direct a true definitive ending for the series. And boy, did he ever deliver.

Prior to New Nightmare, Wes Craven had only been involved with the first and third films of the franchise. Writing and directing the great first film, but only coming back for writing duties for the excellent third film, Dream Warriors. After the third film, Wes Craven would again go on to pursue other projects as new filmmakers such as Renny Harlin were given the opportunity to see what they could do with the franchise. During this time, the franchise would veer off into a more comedic tone than the more horrific one from what Wes Craven had initially started it off with. It wouldn’t be until Wes Craven came back with New Nightmare that Freddy would become scary again.

With Wes Craven writing and directing again, he would craft a story that would see Freddy becoming a dark force trying to escape the film world and coming into our own. The idea was that the Freddy character had become a host for a demonic entity while the films were being made and released, and after the character was killed off and the films stopped, that entity, having gotten used to being Freddy and liking it, would now make an attempt to cross over into the real world as a purer and more evil version of Freddy.

With the change in tone becoming more horror centric again, Wes would also change and update the look of Freddy to better represent the demonic entity that had taken the character over. This version of Freddy in Wes’ story would have the claws coming out of Freddy’s own hand, as opposed to just having him wear the iconic razored gloved. Freddy would also be wearing a trench coat as this image of Freddy was in Wes’ original nightmare that helped inspire the original Nightmare on Elm Street. Since this version of Freddy was meant to be more evil than before, he would also be given more demonic features on his face with the skin looking more ripped than burnt, as if the demon was trying to force its way out, and also having more prominent shoulders.

With Freddy coming into the real world, the film also features characters from the previous films coming back as the actors who played them. Heather Langenkamp gets to return getting to play both herself and Nancy. Robert Englund gets to play his fun self along with the new evil Freddy. John Saxton returns as both himself and Nancy’s father in a sizable role. We also get a few fun cameos of previous cast members at Heather’s husband’s funeral. Finally, along with producer Bob Shaye making an appearance, we get the man himself, Wes Craven, playing himself throughout the film.

Wes essentially plays the part of soothsayer and narrator, providing Heather with an explanation of what is happening, and with a warning about what is to come and what she must do. To defeat this new version of Freddy attacking her and her son in the real world, Heather is going to have to play Nancy one last time.

The story that Wes Craven crafted here is one of the most engaging and inspired of the series. The meta storytelling style of real people knowing that they are becoming a part of a horror film would further be explored by Wes Craven in the Scream series. He would even blend the story with fairytale elements such as Hanzel and Gretel shoving the mean old witch in the oven, and having Heather’s son Dylan leaving breadcrumbs for her to find him. This story would lead to one of the most satisfying climaxes in the whole series, and the best ending out of any of the movies.

With Freddy coming into the real world and attacking the people that Heather cares about, we even get to revisit one of the most iconic kills in the entire series, when Freddy kills babysitter Julie by dragging her up the Hospital walls and slashing her to death. We also get to revisit the moment of Nancy sinking into the steps from the first film. We even see the return of the original house on 1428 Elm Street when the movie world and the real world start to fully merge, and the actors become their movie characters once again. Heather even gets Nancy’s gray hair streak during the last act of the film, along with her pjs.

Speaking of, the last act of the film is the best in all of the films. With Heather fully becoming Nancy, she goes to Freddy’s realm to face off with him just like in the first film. It’s an intense and thrilling sequence that has you fully invested in Heather getting her child back and saving him from Freddy. Heather also gets to fully take charge here, and completely owns her role. Crafting this final climatic scene just like a fairytale has to be my favorite choice that this movie makes, and it gives this Nightmare the best final shot in the whole series.

If there’s one criticism that I have from the previous Nightmare films, it has to be how most of them ended and concluded. The first film had a great final confrontation, but that last shot is a little cringy and confusing with the story. The second film had different rules than the others and it wasn’t really made clear how Freddy was ultimately defeated. The third film was great for most of it, but it had some questionable character deaths in the last act that never sat right with me. The fourth film had a pretty decent ending and protagonist for Freddy to face, but this was the movie where Freddy started becoming more funny than scary. The fifth film has some odd tonal shifts throughout it, with Freddy’s final defeat being weirder than the rest. Most of the sixth film was pretty mediocre with Freddy’s supposed final demise not being nearly as flashy or satisfying as the others. This film though, it offered a great and satisfying conclusion: That of a mother saving her child while defeating the evil monster by burning him in an oven and blowing him up.

I can also understand while some people might not prefer this film over others. This film explores a new concept that the other films didn’t, and that can make it a letdown for people expecting more of the same that they got before. Dream Warriors gets a lot of praise from fans as being the best, and I can see why. It has some of the best kills of the series, great set pieces and designs, Nancy and her dad coming back, and Freddy is still the menacing slasher that we are familiar with. My only problem with it as I mentioned before was some of the story choices that they made with a few of the characters at the end that didn’t satisfy me as much as the story and the ending of New Nightmare. As any horror fan will tell you, killing off a character that you really want to live can leave you with a sour taste in your mouth.

There’s nothing sour about New Nightmare for me, though. Every decision and path the story takes is one that I can fully get behind. It doesn’t have any of the budget constraints that the first film had, it makes Freddy scary again, and the deaths more meaningful. While it’s true that it gets some criticism from straying from the familiar Nightmare formula like Freddy’s Revenge did, it does it in a way that makes sense, and it gives the series a satisfying conclusion. Freddy wouldn’t return again until the special one-off of Freddy vs. Jason was made in 2003, and it was strictly made for fans of both horror icons as a thank you.

If I had to pick the best thing about New Nightmare, it’s that it provides a proper and satisfying ending to a horror series, which can be rare in the genre. Many series can fade into direct-to-video obscurity with one bad cheap sequel after the next. However, the Nightmare on Elm Street films always made for appointment viewing at the box office, and you couldn’t have asked for a better way to end the series. It ensures that Freddy Kreuger will always have a great legacy as one of the premier villains in horror, and it will always leave us begging for more. With Wes Craven’s New Nightmare, Freddy got to go out on top, and he will have us always go on loving him.

#wes craven's new nightmare #wes craven #new nightmare #nightmare on elm street #1994 #robert englund #heather langenkamp #john saxton #grave cinema #video essay #review #critique #horror #slasher #best

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COVID-19 Isolation:

Day 0

For a day & a half, my husband (hereinafter “Hubs”) & I pondered (read: lowkey argued about) the boundaries & limitations we should be imposing on our selves & our kids given the increased prevalence of coronavirus in our area. Was avoiding everyone all weekend really necessary? Can we eat takeout food? Should our kids go to school on Monday? What about after-school activities? What about the fantasy baseball draft we were supposed to host next weekend? Or the slew of small children’s birthday parties scheduled for the coming weeks?

Hubs was already planning on working from home, which he does often the last few years after his firm moved to a “hoteling” style office. My work is very flexible part-time & gets done whenever I can fit it in around everyone else’s schedules, i.e. can also take place from home if needed.

Then, today, we got word that all local schools will be closed for 2 weeks. So at least that’s settled.

Now, we’re confronting the challenge of how to go about our daily lives under these strange new circumstances. Namely:

The need for some kind of scheduled routine. We have a first-grader & a preschooler. They are absolutely wonderful, but go entirely bonkers if we’re home without any structure. They’re also in completely different places as far as personality, temperament, & educational needs.

First-grader (hereinafter “6yo”) is kind of a high-strung, type-A, preintellectual. She needs a full briefing about what’s happening every hour of every day. If plans change, she has a million questions about what the alteration entails. (If she’s conscious, she has a million questions, period.) She enjoys so many great activities - artistic pursuits, imaginative play, dancing, & really anything else that involves running around like a banshee - but constantly asks for TV time and/or a snack anyway. Historically, it’s been nearly impossible to set her up with an activity & walk away for more than 10 minutes; she’s just the sort of kid who needs/expects an adult caregiver to provide companionship, guidance, & answers at all times. I’m hoping that having an agenda mapped out for each day will remind her of school & she’ll be more amenable to doing things independently for a relatively short, set amount of time. I can also meet her halfway & do my work at the dining room table while she embarks on a quiet activity. Finally, it sounds like the school district is hatching a contingency plan for remote student learning, complete with daily homework posted online, which is comforting to say the least.

Preschooler (”4yo”) is a rambunctious ball of energy, but tends to be pretty easygoing overall. If left to his own devices, he’ll wander over to his trains or his blocks or even a book & play on his own. The problem, of course, is that when left to his own devices for too long, he’s probably up to no good. His favorite pastime of late has been playing in Hubs’s office, using some old printers & other computer accessories to “build Robot Marty” (a.k.a. the robot that roams the aisles at Stop & Shop). This activity will be mostly off-limits while Hubs works from home - a deprivation that I’m sure will be ill-received & spawn all sorts of disruptive discovery missions, i.e. let’s see what happens when we stick the end of Mama’s headphones into the electrical outlet. Oyyy. My hope is that if I break out some toys he hasn’t used in a while, & a few shiny new (read: held in abeyance since his birthday) ones, he’ll amuse him accordingly while 6yo & I do our thing.

Getting fed. I am really, really nervous about consuming commercially prepared food right now. The chances of contracting COVID-19 from it are small, but it doesn’t seem worth the risk. As it is, I’m a bit of a DIY food purist, frequently eschewing restaurant food for my own creations. I have a whole separate blog detailing my experiences with Whole30, in which I take my appreciation for clean-eating to the max in order to improve my health. Tl;dr I cook a lot of fresh veggies & lean meats & try to minimize the amount of processed foods in my diet. Doing this is hard enough under ~ordinary stressful circumstances, let alone a global pandemic. I’ve already slid into some unhealthy reflexive stress-eating that needs to be curtailed ASAP.

The biggest point with this, I feel, is establishing a meal+snack schedule. Else, the kids will constantly be asking for things to eat, interrupting any hope of sticking to a playtime/learning/physical activity schedule. On certain days spent mostly at home, I feel like all I do is stand in the kitchen cutting fruit, & we will not survive the next few weeks if that’s how it’s gonna be. Granted, this is sometimes exacerbated by my own penchant to use a free minute here or there to chop & roast some Brussels sprouts or eggplant. But there has to be a point at which “oh look, Mom’s in the kitchen” doesn’t automatically translate to “let’s give her something else to do”.

A possible strategy to alleviate this involves cutting a bunch of fruit in advance, portioning it out, & storing it on a fridge shelf the kids can reach, so they can get it themselves. I don’t want to deprive them of food; we just feel that they shouldn’t be eating a constant stream of processed garbage. This is a particular risk for 6yo, who has the metabolism & appetite of a hummingbird & openly fixates on the constant quest for treats.

Dealing with life’s other extenuating circumstances. As others with young children can likely attest, our life is constantly in several different states of flux, limbo, and/or disarray. Some other things we’ve been dealing with lately and/or will be dealing with shortly:

Hubs’s dad is having a hip replacement tomorrow. Several people tried to talk him out of it, but he’s been having terrible sciatic pain for a long time & as long as the surgeon/hospital will have him he feels he needs to go ahead with it. Who will take care of him afterward, & whether/when we can visit, remain uncertain. LATE-BREAKING UPDATE: surgery cancelled. A relief insofar as one variable eliminated.

Last week I definitely herniated/tore something in my abdominal area while pulling the kids in a wagon, & need to see a doctor for that. I’m not thrilled with the idea of being in a highly-trafficked public place, but I also don’t want to put off getting myself looked at & aggravate the injury in the meantime. As it is, I’m trying not to lift heavy things (e.g., our 4-year-old) or spend too much time on my feet, but that in itself is a struggle. Right now my appointment is scheduled for a time at which Hubs has a very important (virtual) work meeting, so I need to reschedule it and/or find someone else who can watch the kids. I’m praying for the former outcome because it begs the question “Who should we be letting in the house?!”

We’re in the early stages of renovating our kitchen. This means that we’ve met with a few designers/contractors about possible layouts & options, inching towards finalizing a plan & selecting one of them to carry it out. It sounds like Hubs wants to move ahead with this process as before, but suffice to say my mental bandwidth is now sufficiently occupied with other shit.

I’m always in the middle of 187 different things, & it feels like they’re all now on hold: purging the house of outgrown clothes & toys, organizing the basement, learning German, catching up on continuing legal education credits,

Processing the fear + existential woe. None of us have ever lived through anything like this. It is fucked up. I try to take comfort in the fact that the isolation protocols are empowering: by staying away from others who might be carrying the disease, we’re taking control of an uncertain situation.

But there’s still so. much. uncertainty. Right now, the kids are scheduled to go back to school March 30th. Then their spring break will start on April 8th, to coincide with the start of Passover (as well as Holy Week & Easter). Last year, we hosted a seder for 18 people. Can we do that this time? I have tickets to one concert (locally) in late April, & to another (abroad) in early June - will either one actually be happening?!

These are, decidedly, #firstworldproblems. But I think I join the rest of humanity in being utterly pissed off & daunted by the whole ordeal. Until another few weeks pass, all we can do is wait. And wash our hands a lot. 🧼 💦 🙏🏼

#covid19 #coronavirus #social distancing #self isolation #parenting #kids

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HAPPY ONE YEAR WRITING A FUCKED UP NOT-A-ZOMBIE DUDE

I'm following suit and doing my own #FollowForever to celebrate my one year on this blog (Which actually was April 30th Oops!) Just wanted to take some time to appreciate my ride or dies and friends I've made over the course of this year. I'm so glad I made the choice to give Tumblr RP a chance because I've met so many fantastic people and inspiring writers. Overall this RPC is incredible and deserves all the positivity I can possibly fling at it. I can't believe there are 649 following this trash fire. Thank you all for the support!! Every single one of you liking threads, fics, participating in events, and sending in asks means the absolute world.

RIDE OR DIES

@hellrager

Just as you started with me, there's no one else I could have started with but you. I was so shocked by how instantly we connected. Even before we talked OOC our writing meshed together so flawlessly without any prior plotting or discussion. We've always been on the same wavelength to the point it's almost creepy and yet in the same breath, we can still inspire and surprise each other with new ideas and plots. I never expected to find a friendship like this in the RPC, and so quickly. We've said this before but you are a breath of fresh air into my life and the first person I've been able to bond with so closely in a long ass time. Grim, you inspire me not only in terms of writing but also in my day to day life. I don't think you'll ever understand how much of a blessing you've been to me. You've given me the motivation to work harder, to constantly improve myself, and do better each and every day. You've empowered me to take control of my life and stop coasting through it mindlessly. Our relationship means so much to me and I gotta stop now or this whole post is going to end up being about how truly incredible you are. 🐱 ♥ 🐺

@youngsouthey This time I actually get to write a bit for you instead of someone I just watch from afar! It was my first Follow Forever that actually got us talking and contrasting how we both played Brian! I'm never going to forget that moment when your incredibly talented self told me that you admired me – when I was the one admiring your work. It felt like I had been noticed by a celebrity honestly. It was insane. I'm so glad that its spawned a solid friendship where we can sit and talk about our OCs for hours on end just shooting the shit. I cannot wait to see where another year takes us. God your art and writing ideas just take my breath away. It's honestly crazy to see how rapidly you keep improving. Just when I think your artwork can't get any better it does with the very next drawing or sketch and I have to pick my jaw up off the ground. Your artwork and headcanons made me feel so validated with my own (and I'm so glad to have someone else in Team Top Damien Bottom Brian – but you me and Grim go on about that for hours haha

@shadow-of-fear-and-doubt / @a-poisonous-gamble By now almost everyone has heard about how you were the first blog I encountered in the Monster Prom community. About how I was scared that I was going to be the only Monster Prom blog before we found each other and screamed about these idiots. I'm so proud of all the progress you've made personally and how you tackle challenges that come your way. A lot of other people would have let that defeat them or made them turn bitter. I admire your genuine positive attitude towards people around you. It's absolutely awesome.

@woofjock

Where would a Follow Forever list be without you? You've installed yourself as a centrepiece to this community from the get go. You've spent so much time and energy maintaining the Masterlist. You're constantly showering the dash with them positive vibes and reminders that the RPC tends to need more often than not. Not to mention your version of Scott is absolutely flawless. Brian and Scott have not gotten to interact as much as I would like but he will support him dating his purple eldritch daughter any day. One day our jobs will stop kicking our asses collectively and we'll be able to interact ahaha.

@zombfear / @d-e-lioncourt Honestly the best duplicate I could have asked for. I love how we forged a relationship between our Brian's that works so well for our canon. The idea of them as cousins is so fucking heartwarming and I want to make an effort to get more zombie cousins back on the dash again soon!! I also super miss your Liam and the 'dirty little secret' plot between Brian and Liam in their ship verse. Interactions with you are always so much fun to watch and take part in!

@hellrexgn / @gruselhigh

I don't think I have EVER seen a multimuse run so smoothly. You run the gold standard for multimuse blogs. How you keep interactions between all the muses even and active is just astounding and I only wish I had more energy to play with the ships we have concepts for because I love them all! Honestly, I do not know how you do it but other multimuse blogs should look to you as an example. You're so fun to chat and plot with or just talk stupid headcanons about their day to day. When things do go amiss in the plotting phase you are so easy to work with and have things rectified and it's never felt awkward or forced. I also LOVE that you indulge Grim and I with three-person threads! So many other people are scared of doing them, but I love that we can have our characters slip in and out of threads as they are needed. You're so accommodating and adaptable. I love it. Thank you for putting up with my shit.

@screvvedloose / @outofthemaiinstream

AAAAAHHH !! The relationship between Vicky and Brian is one of the most simultaneously heart wrenching and adorable thing I've written. The way you so readily took the role my Brian needed in his life is incredible and exactly what I pictured when I first conceptualized the headcanon and I'm so thrilled that you had a similar take on the relationship between these two! I also am a huge fan of your Liam and hope he and Brian will also get to interact more soon as what I've seen of them already is fantastic.

@loveyourfears

I think it's so rare and fantastic to see someone so invested in other people's storylines on the RPC – I think you were the Damien/Brian ship's original cheerleader on this blog and at some points Oz became the mouthpiece for what a lot of others in our captive audience were thinking at the time when Dame and Bri were torturing themselves. It's really good to see someone try to foster platonic connections and take part in being part of a cast of characters rather than the one on one stuff you see most often on the RPC. It's been cool to get to know you over the past year and here's to another year of fun times.

@spoiledfins / @idowatercolours / @revcnga I LOVE YOU! Even though you aren't active on Miri so much I still love your take on her and I've got a Brian/Miri ship with your name on it whenever you wanna start working towards it. I'm so glad we've started to get to know each other OOC because you make me laugh so fucking much. Your stories are fucking gold as is the cursed content you provide! I can't wait to get to know you better as I think this is the start of an amazing friendship.

MORE FANTASTIC PEOPLE (Lets Interact More I Love Your Shit)

#Follow Forever!#I know I've missed some people #it's 4AM #catch me adding more when I wake up ahaha #sneakily putting this up when everyone's sleeping >>#this way they can't assault me in discord #added some people I interact with over on Nate too :P

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anastasiaskarsgard · 5 years

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Meeting Nadia

Chapter 2

(for the backstory on this, go to my masterlist where you will find meeting roman, followed by meeting nadia )

“So where are you taking me beautiful?” I asked.

Nadia froze and then slowly looked up at my dopey smiling face.

“You mustn’t ever be distracted by these things Mommy,” she cried out urgently. “It’s the dark one's greatest ally.”

“What on earth are you talking about baby?” I asked as I sat down on the top stair to get eye level with the mysterious child.

“The dark ones greatest ally is beauty, the deeper the beauty, the darker the evil.”

“That can't be true. You and your Daddy are the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen,”

Just then the little girls' eyes changed from bright blue to bright violet. She looked away and over my head changing her facial expression so I swore I felt the blood in my veins run cold. I touched her little face, but her eyes stayed trained on something behind me. I cautiously stood and slowly turned, to come face to face with my very own mother. I immediately grabbed for Nadia, attempting to shield her from my mother.

“I don’t understand how this is possible,” I gasped. “Don’t hurt the child, she has nothing to do with-“

The hysterical giggle and laughs of Nadia interrupted my pleas.

“Oh mommy you’re so funny. You are trying to protect me from her when she’s the one that needs protection!” Nadia shrieked.

I looked between my mother's horrified face and Nadia’s face filled with glee, as a chill ran down my spine.

“DADDY!!!” Nadia shrieked and as if by magic Roman appeared in front of me and Nadia, putting himself between the unknown visitor and the 2 loves of his life.

Romans eyes searched mine before spinning around and facing my mother.

“Oh, Lauren. You silly little fool. I knew you were a bit slow but you’ve outdone yourself. An Upir and his demon spawn? Can’t you feel the darkness here? They only want to consume your light. You aren’t safe, ” my mother spilled out.

“SILENCE!” Nadia shrieked, marching around me and Roman. Hands-on hips glaring up at the statuesque beautiful angelic figure before her, eyes glowing so bright, they cast a violet hue across her skin. “How did I not see you coming? I’ve never been surprised and here I am downright befuddled and I don’t like it! Not one bit.” Nadia said shaking her finger.

“Nadia, I think-“ Roman started to say.

“SILENCE DADDY! You don’t know how bad this is, how bad she is. I’ve got to think.” She said as she started to pace back and forth.

I looked to my mother and peeked around at Roman and their eyes were both wide yet their mouths were sealed shut. They both looked absolutely panicked and I knew Nadia was causing this.

“Nadia sweetie, ” I started.

“SILE-“

“YOU WILL NOT SILENCE ME NADIA GODFREY! YOU ARE GOOD AND YOUR HEART IS PURE AND YOU WILL NOT LET THIS CURSED POWER MAKE YOU ANYTHING LIKE THEY HAVE PLANNED FOR YOU!” I boomed scaring myself a little.

Nadia turns to me, eyes glowing a bright red with a cruel little smile at her lips. “You challenge me?” She whispers.

“Never,” I said falling to my knees opening my arms to the terrifying little entity, emanating violent dangerous energy. “I only want to help you fight this evil in you. You’re not alone. I can feel your pain, I feel the darkness writhing inside you. I know you only get relief when you hurt things but I’m here to share in that pain. I’m here to protect you from it, and find a way to destroy it, or die trying.”

Nadia’s eyes flicker back to blue and she runs into my arms. “No Mommy you cannot die! Never! I’m sorry mommy, just your mommy came to hurt you.”

“Well then let her mother finally do something good,” Roman said, kneeling down embracing his girls.

Nadia looks to me asking the question that needn’t be asked aloud. My heart sank, but I knew somehow this was the right thing to do. I nodded to Nadia before burying my face in Romans chest. I inhaled his delicious scent and was soothed by his beautiful whispers and fingers through my hair. I felt his warm lips on my forehead and turned my eyes up to his beautiful green eyes. Our lips met and I could no longer hear my mothers screams of terror or pleading for her granddaughters' mercy. I only saw and felt him as he led me down the hall, away from whatever fate was befalling my mother at the hands of my beautiful little girl. Roman turns to me as soon as we step in his room, concern knitted across his beautiful face.

“Are you okay? Is this too much?” He pleads, pupulling close, fearing my answer.

“Oh Roman. I killed her once, she’s just finishing the job. She’s more powerful than you let on.”

“I honestly didn’t know but,” he hesitated as if he’s afraid to continue.

“Tell me Roman, we are in this together.”

“She terrifies me. If you weren’t here right now, I don’t know what would have happened when she gets in one of her fits.”

I looked in Romans eyes and I could see the pure terror and fear that lies there. There was also love and confusion, but as Roman looked into my eyes there was only love and then he saw it. Light. Pure energy and light. He gasped in wonder and forgot all the fear and confusion he had for Nadia, and only felt pure love. He ran from the room to go check on Nadia, as i ran to the toilet to dispel the black tar-like substance that filled me. I heaved painfully, expelling the disgusting substance, having to flush several times in fear of it overflowing. When I finally was through, i turned to find Roman and Nadia watching me with serenely calm expressions.

“Daddy is going to take care of you now Mommy. You are the strongest being I’ve ever come across. The only thing with more power than me.”

I couldn’t help but notice Nadia’s once white dress was now a deep crimson.

As if she’d heard it said aloud, Nadia looked down at her dress realizing she was quite messy. She bit her lip just like her dad, causing a thrill in me , making me chuckle.

“My dear, sweet, brave little savior, the only thing your mommy and daddy are doing is taking care of you. I can wait.” i said as i forced myself to my feet, hiding the sharp bolts of pain that wracked through me. I took a deep breath, stepping forward, reaching out for Nadia’s tiny hand. Nadia took it hastily beaming up at me. Roman shifted awkwardly, before I grabbed his hand too, causing him to jump a little. He looked into my eyes and started to laugh uncontrollably gaining a puzzled look from, both of us.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t recall the last time someone startled me. And when you think about what I’ve been thru, it’s positively hysterical, the touch of my lovers hand while I was trying to feel sorry for myself And be my broody self, is the thing to do it; I’m sorry it’s just too funny.”

“Daddy’s handsome, but he’s not very funny,” Nadia says apologetically.

”He’s a little funny, ” I said gazing lovingly into his gorgeous eyes.

”i can hear your thoughts.” Nadia reminded us.

We both blushed heavily as Roman lifted Nadia into his arms, rubbing their noses together as she squealed with glee. Nadia's face lit up and she got a sly look on her face, ”Daddy do you want to know a secret?” she asked with a mischevious glance my way.

”Whisper it in my ear, ” he said dramatically, playing along.

I walked over to the sink grabbing the mouthwash and spitting several times, before looking up and observing them in the mirror.

Nadia nodded her head vigorously before leaning in and saying something in his ear that made him smile from ear to ear.

”can I tell her?” roman asked.

Nadia looked at me thoughtfully, before turning to Roman and giving him a nod. I looked down, trying to appear in not paying attention but remembered she read minds so looked up to watch them again.

Roman walked over to his shower, turning it on and undressing Nadia. ”hop in little one, we'll go grab your soaps.” he said booping her on her tiny little nose.

I couldn't get over how small, yet confident she seemed. She turned and walked into the enormous glass shower and began singing the ”itty-bitty spider.”

Roman took my hand and led me into his room, kissing me passionately. His hands were everywhere and I could feel my center growing warm as his obvious arousal pressed against me. I broke away from him catching my breath, reminding myself Nadia was only a few feet away.

”Roman! We cant.” I said pulling away.

”i know. I just love you so much.” he purred.

”so what was the secret?” I asked.

”can’t distract you can I?” he asked cocking his eyebrow.

I shook my head, and waited for him to tell me expectantly.

He looked deep in my eyes and I felt like I was looking into his very soul. Complete honesty in his eyes. ”she told me that you are my soulmate and I am yours. You're light to my dark, and your love will protect us both from our dark purpose. You are our salvation.”

What do you say to that? I should be freaking out, but I'm surprisingly calm. I know what he says is true.

Just then there's a polite rap at the door and I turn to see a woman standing in the doorway.

”Tia! Meet my Letha!” he exclaimed enthusiastically, gesturing towards me.

The woman smiled politely, but then looked at Roman with sheer panic, ”i’m very happy to meet the one that has transformed your sadness to happiness as of late, but I must ask what I am to do about the blood all over the top of the stairs? I don't think the carpet can be cleaned. And I hate to assume I have any right to ask this question, but I'm afraid I cannot stop myself from asking if my Angel Nadia is alright, and didn't witness anything to give her nightmares?”

Roman shot a look at me, before approaching Tia and locking eyes with her speaking slowly. ”Tia. You have had an unexceptional day at work. You completed all your tasks and you got a surprise bonus from your boss. He is doing so much better and your dedication and faith are saving his very soul. His little daughter has a wonderful new mother named after her own mother Letha, and she has pure light unsullied by evil. Roman spilled some blood bags going up the stairs since he still feels self conscious drinking blood in front of the love of his life. You must rip the carpet out and have them replaced, and hide all traces of anything happening there, so Roman isn't embarrassed. Letha is napping in their room so you have some time. Now go.”

Tia instantly turns and sets off to do her task.

”does that hurt her at all?”

”no. Not when I make it logical so her mind doesn't fight it. That's why I take extra time to explain it. Most people I just tell them what to do and let their minds, come up with the explanations. I'm gonna go grab her soap. You lay down and nap, I'll join you after I take care of Nadia.

I watch him disappear from the room and lay down knowing there was no use arguing. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I could feel sleep taking ahold. I fought it a few minutes and opened my eyes to see Roman walking by carrying Nadia in a pink fluffy robe, smiling at her sunny smiling face. I tried to wait for Roman, but it was too hard to keep my eyes open as i fell into a deep slumber worrying over how extraordinarily beautiful they both were, and how I couldn't help but obsess over it.

#bill skarsgard #bill skarsgård #roman godfrey #hemlock grove #meeting roman #meeting nadia #nadia #alternate universe #my writing

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fearofaherobrine · 6 years

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Roleplay Server Log #324

“Craft Stuff, The Analyser, Prince Interview”

-Le time passes- [about a week]

[Yaunfen] Is playing with a bunch of random items on a crafting table while Doc organizes the haul from the craft store. -

[Doc] Look at all this stuff.... it's amazing. - Xe's leafing through a small stack of scrapbooking papers with pretty designs.

[Deer] - It really is pretty, is it just fancy paper?

[Doc] Yeah. I don't know what it's for but I love it. And I found something amazing - Xe picks up several tiny vials and turns them in the light, making them sparkle. - I'm almost scared to open them.

[Deer] - Ooooh, that is so shiny

[Doc] And so tiny. They're not even whole pixels and don't have any depth but they look like jewels?

[Deer] - What is it called?

[Doc] I can't read them now, but I think it's called litter?

[Deer] - Litter? Hmmm, maybe we could ask Lie what it's for

[Doc] In the meantime it's shiny though. And look at these. - Xe holds out a bunch of paintbrushes - If I add water to the dye blobs I should be able to kinda draw with them.

[Deer] - That's so neat!

[Doc] I'm going to copy them and give some to Alexsezia. As much as she loves to paint with dye, I think she'll be thrilled. And I got this bottle of white sticky stuff, and some yarn that's different colors in one ball.

[Deer] - That's so cool!

[Yaunfen] Whoah! I made a thing! - Runs over to show them - It looks like a much less fancy command block - But I lost one of your skeletons and a scrap of something stone doing it... sorry mada...

[Deer] - You made that?

[Doc] It's okay... but what is it?

[Yaunfen] Yeah! With iron. But I don't know what it is...

[Deer] - Hmmm, it's seems more up your alley love

[Doc] Well drop it down kiddo, lets have a look.

[Yaunfen] Places the block next to the table which is still piled up with random stuff. - So much shiny stuff!

[Deer] - Yes, Mada found a lot of new stuff while out with you, didn't they?

[Yaunfen] Uh huh! What's this? It smells nice. - Turns over a squared off tube with a bit of sting in one end.

[Doc] It's got a spot to put stuff in and get something out....?

[Deer] - I'm not sure...

[Doc] Looks over - Oh! It's a wax thing. I think you're supposed to burn it? I just grabbed it because of the smell. - It smells like nice apples and cinnamon.

[Deer] - You should make a copy and then we can try it

[Doc] Oh absolutely! But I'm rather intrigued by the mystery at hand...

[Deer] - Maybe it's a real world thing? Should we ask Lie over?

[Yaunfen] Yeah! Then we can show her this stuff too!

[Doc] It is a pretty nice haul.

[Deer] Types into chat- Hey Lie? Could you come over?

[Lie] - Sure, just give me a couple of minutes

[Yaunfen] Is subtly wiggling the cork out of one of the sparkly bottles-

[Doc] Thank you love.

[Lie] Arrives after a couple of minutes wearing looser clothes than usual- Hey, what did you need me for?

[Doc] Yaunfen made something odd and we're not sure what it is. Plus I got to go to a 'craft' store and picked up all this neat stuff. I don't know what all of it is either actually...

[Lie] - Ah, so explanation time, got it

[Yaunfen] Manages to get the cork off and spills sparkly rainbow glitter all over the table and Deerhearts pants - Fuck! I spilled the litter!

[Lie] Looks at the sparkly mess- You... Bought glitter?

[Deer] - Is that what it's called?

[Doc] Darn it...

[Yaunfen] Is trying to scoop it back into the little container but it's suprisingly resiliant once it's flat on something.

[Doc] Is that bad? It's really pretty.

[Lie] - It tends to get everywhere and it's difficult to clean up...

[Doc] I can see that.

[Yaunfen] Huffs at the glitter-

[Lie] - So what else did you buy Doc?

[Deer] Motions towards the table-

[Doc] Tries to help Yaunfen - Little stuff... - there's some glass beads, buttons on cards, a sack of feathers that have clearly been dyed garish colors, and a ball of skinny black string.

[Lie] Starts picking up some things- Well, this is a candle, and it looks like you picked up some scrapbooking paper

[Doc] I like this one - points to one with a marbled design. - whats scrapbooking?

[Lie] - An activity for people with way to much time and money. Basically putting a lot of photo's into books

[Doc] That's a decent idea. I do have a lot of screenshots. And the kan-dle?

[Lie] - You burn them

[Doc] I thought so! Hey... can I have a flower? Something really complicated. Just a copy though in case I wreck it.

[Lie] - A complicated flower? Ummm...

-After a moment she spawns a cold flower-

[Doc] Okay... lets just put it in here and see what happens.

[Yaunfen] has given up on the glitter and glares at it a bit before turning to Deerheart- Mama! Your pants are all sparkly!

[Deer] Looks down and then laughs- I guess your right! And so are your hands!

[Yaunfen] Turns their hands around in the light, making little rainbows. - Litter is messy! But pretty.

[Doc] Watches the block for a moment and then - Umm... well then. This is what came out. - Xe lays a rather normal looking white flower, a snowball and what's obviously a doily in front of Lie. - Xe points at the flat thing- what is that? It's weird.

[Lie] - A doily, it's meant to put on tables under vases and other decorative things, or stand alone... Did you just deconstruct my flower?

[Doc] I think so... Whatever this is, it looks like it's made to take things apart?

[Yaunfen] Did I do good?

[Doc] Yes. Congrats Yaunfen, this is really unusual.

[Lie] - Weird...

[Deer] - So are you having a comfy day Lie?

[Lie] - Hm? Yeah, felt a little bloated earlier so I'm just wearing loose stuff today...

[Yaunfen] Is now looking for something else they can take apart. - Can we put more stuff in it?

[Doc] Did you eat something with mushrooms in it? I understand they can be a bit gassy.

[Lie] - No... Not sure why I feel bloated, but I just do

[Deer] - Sure, we can put more stuff in, why don't you go find something to go in

[Yaunfen] Can we have more flowers Lie?

[Lie] - Sure- She spawns an oil flower, a love blossom, and a couple lightning berries

[Doc] Feeds them into the machine and waits fascinated before bringing the results back to her- The oil flower gave us a regular flower and a glob... it's like a really smelly slimeball? Think I'll put this in a bowl, it could make a mess otherwise.

[Yaunfen] Let me help! -Imitating Doc's analytical tone- The love blossom gave us a flower and a... mada it's a heart!

[Doc] Let me see that!

[Lie] Moves closer to look at it as well-

[Deer] - A heart?

[Doc] Squeezes it gently - Oh good. It's not actually a heart, it's soft. I think it might be red wool. Like a little pillow.

[Deer] - Yaunfen, do you want the plush heart?

[Yaunfen] Yes please! - They take it and give it a little squeeze. - What's in the last one?

[Doc] Pulls the vine from the machine, and it releases the tiniest cloud that floats like a soap bubble towards the ceiling. - Hmmm... and there's this - Xe takes out a fuzzy little ball of statick.

[Lie] - Appropriate

[Yaunfen] bumps into one of the skeletons and it pops away- Fuck. Wait, can we put this in?

[Doc] Maybe?

[Lie] - Let's see what happens

[Doc] Puts the bones in and watches it warily- It's doing something.

[Yaunfen] Walks over to Lie- Can I have a hug aunt Lie?

[Lie] - Absolutely- She holds her arms open to the dragon

[Yaunfen] Gives her a nice hug but also gets glitter on her- Sorry you don't feel good. You should get mada to fix you up all better!

[Lie] - There's no need for that, it will pass on it's own

[Doc] Lie? What's a Quagga?

[Yaunfen] If you're sure...

[Lie] - A quagga? I... I'm not sure...

[Doc] Then what is D.N.A.?

[Lie] - It's the building blocks for all life

[Doc] So it's an NPC model?

[Lie] - I don't know...

[Doc] Cradles the small golden sphere where she can see it. It has a small outline inside that looks vaguely horselike.

[Deer] - It doesn't look human

[Lie] - More like horse...

[Yaunfen] Is it an egg?

[Doc] I don't think so?

[Deer] - May I see it?

[Doc] Passes it gingerly to her. It's heavy and glassy.

[Deer] Frowns a little- It's missing something...

[Doc] Lie what can humans do with DNA?

[Lie] - Research... Cloning...

[Doc] What's cloning?

[Lie] - Recreating the original creature from their dna

[Yaunfen] Has climbed the stairs to get a better look at the tiny cloud-

[Doc] That sounds like a big clue... hey... I wonder if... Oh, I'm dumb! Maybe it's like when I made my irl body from that bit of you and Cp? This is the seed? Sort of?

[Lie] - Yeah, kinda

[Doc] So it needs something else... but what? Just a container?

[Lie] - Something to cultivate it?

[Deer] - This just feels... Like it belongs on a different seed...

[Doc] Well the bones came from TLOT's seed.

[Lie] - So maybe theres more clues there?

[Yaunfen] Pokes the cloud with a stick and it starts to rain in a very small area - Hehe! Look at this!

[Doc] Snorts -That problem I can fix- Xe gets a bucket and puts it under the downpour-

[Deer] - This is quite the mystery...

[MA] -Poking around the castle, and peaks in on them, leaning on his usual staff- What's a mystery?

-There's the tinest rumble of thunder from the bitty cloud.

[Doc] That's adorable, oh hey Ma!

[Yaunfen] Hi Alex!

[MA] -Moves to join them, eyeing the cloud with amusement- Did one of the clouds have a kid?

[Doc] Yaunfen made a block that takes things apart! It was part of one of Lie's flowers!

[MA] Oh really? Lie's flowers are sometimes made of clouds? How amazing! What else have you taken apart?

[Deer] - One of the fossils we found on TLOT's seed, it made this- She shows the DNA

[MA] Oh hey, DNA. Have you seen what it makes yet?

[Doc] Points to the doily, snowball and oily ball on the table- Just several flowers and a bunch of bones so far. And the item tag says it's a Quagga?

[MA] Quagga... Quagga... Not ringing a bell... Have you tried cultivating it?

[Deer] - Cultivating?

[Doc] That's a good word. What does it mean?

[MA] Not a clue.

[MA] I'm gonna guess you don't have a cultivator though.. Give me a second and I'll make you one. -He goes to the nearest crafting table and gets to work-

[Lie] Sits on the stairs-

[Yuanfen] Is watching fascinated-

[Ma] ... Shit. I don't have a water bucket. ... Can I use the one you've got under the cloud? -Steps back from the table-

[Deer] - Sure- She takes the bucket and hands it to MA

[MA] Thanks. -He resumes crafting and soon has a green tinted glass block looking thing held in his arms- Is there anywhere I can put this that it's penned in? I doubt it'll derp out, but sometimes It does and produces.. weird things.

[Doc] Do you need anything else?

[MA] A milk bucket.

[Yaunfen] I have milk! Cookies too!

[Doc] Derp out how?

[MA] Just a milk bucket, but I bet cookies would work in a pinch too.

[Yaunfen] Gives the milk bucket and three cookies to Ma

[MA] Sometimes when it's cultivating it might spew things out and you have to destroy it to start again, or it explodes and releases a monster or a Failure Flower. Never know what you'll get though.

[Doc] That sounds dangerous... And fascinating... - Xe's getting that look again

[Lie] Looks at Deer- We know that look

[Deer] - Yes we do

[MA] So, where can I put it?

[Doc] We'll just.... Let's take over one of the recovery rooms. No one is using the one by the blaze cage and we can easily make it bigger,

[MA] Fair enough. I'll need the DNA too. -Starts toward said room-

[Deer] Follows with the DNA-

[MA] -Sets the block on the far side of the room from the door and pops the milk in before taking the DNA- Here's to it not exploding. -He puts it in too and a small embryo shape forms inside the cultivator-

[Doc] Has followed them in and is watching closely- so it was iron, water bucket, glass and...?- Xe's obviously making notes

[MA] Cactus. Uh... Green dye.

-The cultivator chugs away at it's task-

[Yaunfen] There's a little creature inside!

[MA] Well, it's far enough along, I don't think we have to worry about it derping...

[MA] It's a baby.

[Lie] - This is so cool

[MA] I thought so the first time too.

-He's checking on the progress periodically-

[Deer] - I wonder what a quagga is?

[Doc] First time Ma? Is this a normal thing for you? [Yaunfen] We're gonna make a baby?!

[MA] I found out on accident once, fuckin' around at a crafting table. We didn't have fossils or anything to use but we did have amber with little insects inside. NK handled turning it into DNA and I'd put it in. It was mostly Thorntails though. Got a few Lightfoot and one Redeye once. That was a fun time...

-Cultivator ceases it's chugging-

[Ma] Oh, It's done... Huh... Never seen it as one of these.... -He pulls a syringe with a tag on it that has something similar to a horse on it- Uhhhh....

[Deer] - What do we do with that?

[MA] I'm... Not completely sure. I'm used to it giving me eggs. Any ideas? -Turning syringe over in hands-

[Doc] I see a syringe and a tag with a horse, so... I say we click it on a horse.

[Lie] Sighs- I guess that means you want me to take it?

[MA] -Holds the syringe out to Lie- If you'd kindly.

[Doc] Only if I can go with. I want to see what it does!

[Yaunfen] Me too!

[Lie] - Alright, I've got Beau up in your pen. I'll meet you at my place?- She takes the syringe and puts it in her inventory

[Doc] I may beat you there! Come on guys, lets go!

[Deer] Giggles- Are you coming MA?

[Lie] Heads for the pen-

[MA] Why not, I'm interested.

[Doc] Is as giddy as a child and races Yaunfen to the outside door-

[Yaunfen] Shifts immediately and barrels ahead -

[Deer] Follows happily, making sure not to lose MA-

[Lie] Is already getting on Beau-

[MA] -Walks after them, humming the whole way-

[Yaunfen] Grabs Deerheart and puts her on hir back before prancing forward- Too slow mama!

[Doc] Makes an effort to just run as xe is-

[Deer] Laughs- Well this is a first!

[Lie] Heads for her place-

[Yaunfen] Corners really well and zooms under Lie's bridge while the others are falling behind-

[Lie] Is the next to show up because she was riding- You've gotten fast Yaunfen

[Yaunfen] Happy giggle-

[Doc] Shows up next - Yeah... you have gotten fast...

[MA] -The last to arrive- Everyone's gotta go fast I see.

[Doc] We're just excited by the thrill of discovery.

[Lie] - Let me go grab one of the horses from out back- In a couple minutes she's returned with a chestnut horse

[Yaunfen] Hi horsie!

[MA] Horses are so odd when you're used to dinosaurs.

[Deer] - I suppose they would be

[Doc] You must have a very interesting seed.

[MA] Faster than the Earthwalkers, but no strength. You don't know true power until you've destroyed a wall on one.... Same with the mammoths.....

[Lie] Pulls out the syringe and talks soothingly to the horses before poking it-

[CP] Is watching from the bridge of the house-

[Doc] Well we do have mammoths. They're pretty cool.

[MA] Flying with a Cloud Runner is the best though. When they're friendly.

[Deer] Turns her head towards the cage, her eyes narrowing a little-

[Doc] Is examining the horse curiously-

[Yaunfen] Mama?

[Deer] -Hm? Yes?

[Yaunfen] Their flowy whiskers are twitching like little antenna and their eyes are super focused - I have an idea... for a block....

[Deer] - What is it?

[Yaunfen] You know how you get arrowheads from gravel sometimes?

[Deer] - Yes, of course

[Yaunfen] What if we had a sift-y thingie block? with metal bars at the top to get stuff out of blocks?

[Doc] Is listening now- That's clever...

[Deer] - Hmm, that's not a bad idea. Maybe we should talk to uncle TLOT about helping us with that and surprise Mada with it

[Yaunfen] Okay mama. - big smile- Is the horsie gonna have a baby?

[Deer] - I think so...

[MA] -Sits down on the ground and pulls a paper and quill out, sketching quietly-

-The horse starts getting a bit agitated-

[Lie] - Easy now

[Doc] Is watching the horse but sneaks a look at Ma's drawing too-

[Ma] -He's sketching the horse on the corner of the page. It's pretty accurate. Lie's making her way into the sketch too, since she's by the horse. There's some small lightfeet on other parts of the paper too. One big Redeye takes up the center of the page though.-

-Rather suddenly, there's a strange little horse next to the one Lie is holding-

[Lie] - Well then...

[Doc] Awww! It's so cute!

[Yaunfen] It's tiny!

[Lie] - And definitely not a normal horse

[MA] That's so teeny.

[Doc] So a quagga is kind of a horse thing? And good drawing Ma! What the big dragon in the middle?

[MA] It's a Redeye. You have a skeleton of one in your castle.

[Yanfen] We made a baby horse!

[Lie] - I'll make a separate pen for these two so we can keep an eye on them

[Deer] - Yeah, we did

[Doc] Oh! I didn't recognize it with skin on it! Haha. Here let me have a look at it-

[MA] Haha yeah, when you add skin and everything else, a lot of dinosaurs look different. -He lets Doc take a look at it, a bit of a flush on his cheeks. He's not used to people admiring his art.-

[Doc] Very nice! But we really should check on the little one, come on!

[Lie] Holds the parent horse in place, the quagga nervously moving around but staying close to it's parent-

[MA] -Pockets his stuff before getting up, using his staff to leverage himself.-

[Deer] - It's adorable Lie

[Doc] Examines them as Yaunfen creeps closer with Deerheart still on hir back. - It's Minecraft code but it's not native... it feels like mod code?

[Lie] - Well TLOT's seed is modded...

[Doc] Yeah but this isn't his seed. Though the fossil was from it.... hmm...

[Deer] - I feel like something is leaking from the cage...

[Doc] Is it bad?

[Deer] - No, just... Feel a little weird

[MA] More and more things from TLOT's seed are so similar to mine...

[Doc] Well if it means we have a sort of expert, then what you know may prove very valuable.

[Lie] - Well, I'm going to put mom and baby away for now

[Doc] Looks around and then waves to Cp-

[Yaunfen] Looks where they're looking- Hi big fire!

[CP] - Fuck off

[Lie] Leads the horse and quagga off-

[MA] I believe the King actually survived whatever happened on our seed... You'd get a kick out of the big guy I bet.... -Fond sigh-

[Doc] As in; I'd think he was cool looking? Or he's actually a good conversationalist?

[MA] Cool looking. He was sort of a prick usually. He tried to kill Mix once so I couldn't let him near her anymore. Dick.

[Doc] Why did he try to kill her? Did she just get in his way or offend him or something?

[MA] Kind of both? I guess now that I think about it... The Redeyes must have known Mix was... used to be? Stev. I guess Stev must have been close friends with the Redeyes. The King wasn't having any of that himself, though.

[Doc] I guess he just doesn't like non-dinos? Wait, how did Stev charm them?

[MA] No, no... He tolerated us if we kept our distance....

[Ma] No clue. Stev was before I was made. I didn't know about him until this server.

[MA] I should ask, though.

[Doc] I should probably talk to Stev anyway. So what's new with your group?

[MA] Uhhh.... I think they were going to put Prince together? They came by for his bits, didn't see them after, I finished practicing and went to sleep... Mix has been pretty moody too.

[Doc] Oh dear, maybe I need to check on Mix... I know she has that crystal thing... and who's Prince?

[MA] Our Notch.

[Doc] They're reassembling a NOTCH?!?

[Deerheart] Little indrawn breath-

[Yaunfen] Good NOTCH like Buff? I hope?!

[MA] -A bit startled look- ....Ssssssuuurrrreeeee?

[Doc] Is already typing in the chat- Mix?! Are you okay?! Forget it, I'm coming over anyway! What's this about rebuilding a NOTCH?!

[Mix] -In chat- You're really late to the party, Doc. That was a bit ago. And yes, I'm fine? What's the worry about?

[Yaunfen] Little whimper.

[Doc] Please take Deerheart home sweetie. Stay inside.

[Yaunfen] Yes mada... be safe please...

[Doc] chat- Nobody told me!

[Mix] -In chat- Oh! Okay, I can see the worry. It's fine, but you can still come over if you want?

[MA] Sorry about not telling you? I didn't think it was a big deal.

[Doc] It's a NOTCH, they can be dangerous and several of the brines are terrified of them. I don't want them just popping in without supervision.

[Yaunfen] Is already trotting back to the castle with Deerheart-

[MA] I can't think of being scared of a blind man... But hey, fears are odd.

[Doc] Is kind of dragging Ma along- I'm still suspicious.

[MA] Understandable, in your case. But I bet everything is fine. -Being dragged and partially walking-

[Doc] I want to meet them at least and you said Mix was behaving strangely- Some Testificates stop to watch as they pass the village

[MA] -Glances at the testificates as they pass by- She's mostly a grumpy grump.

[Doc] I wonder why...

[Celine] Does a tight circle around them as they get closer to Mb's house- Whatcha doing?

[Doc] Hey Celine, just going visiting.

[Ma] Wanna come with? Not a clue. Maybe someone pissed her off.

[Celine] Master is napping, so okay. - Flaps along.

[Doc] We might have to get wet...

[Celine] Water is okay.

[MA] You're water resistant just Like Mix's, aren't ya?

[Celine] Yah! Can't swim good though.

[Doc] Well you're not really built for it.

[MA] Tape some fins to yourself and you'd be real good. God, those were fun days.

[Celine] What's tape?

[Doc] Chuckles and holds up an arm like a falconer -

[Celine] tries to land on hir and ends up upside down and hanging.

[Doc] Almost tips over- Do you sleep hanging down kiddo?

[Celine] Sometimes!

-The gym comes into view and they skirt around it-

[Doc] She really did build far out didn't she?

[MA] My house is right here. -Gestures at a sand dune as they pass by.-

[Doc] Ah, just doing a small build since you get around a lot? Or is it one of those underground base things with just a bit on the top?

[MA] Underground. The Library is the biggest part, mainly because it reminds me of home. But otherwise it's pretty small.

[Doc] Ah, okay. Always good to have lots of books.

[Celine] Master is teaching me to read!

[Doc] I was going to ask, and offer if he wasn't.

[MA] And there's her tree and horses. And the Lightfoot napping spot.

-Lightfeet snoozing... all over.-

[Doc] Lots of lightfeet...

[Celine] Are they fluffy headed dragons?

[MA] Roughlyy.... yeah.

[Doc] Gets to the shore - Shall we just jump?

[Celine] We go down there???

[MA] Yeah, best to get it over with -Stows his staff and eyes the water a bit-

[Doc] Okay. - Xe lets Celine down- You don't have too if you don't want too.

[Celine] I can do it!

[Doc] Hops off the edge and just sinks-

[Celine] Flaps up in the air a bit and then dives straight down with her head tucked like a fishing seabird -

[Doc] Opens the gate for her and Ma both-

[MA] -Dives in and swims to Doc-

-Then proceeds to plop onto the ground inside the entrance-

[Celine] Bounces around shaking out her wings- cold water!

[MA] The stairs going down are warm, Kiddo. -He's scooting over to them himself, yanking one fire shard up to his chest-

[Doc] Shakes hirself off a bit and turns up hir glitch to get warm -

[Celine] Flops on the steps with her wings spread and dries out-

[Doc] calls out a bit - Mix?

-Cluck cluck-

[Celine] Chicken? -

[Benny] -Staring up at them from the bottom of the stairs. He's got the door propped open with his body-

[MA] It's the creepy bird. -Suspicious squint at Benny-

[Benny] -Beady eyed stare back-

[Celine] Butt wiggle and her spiky tail thumps against the wall-

[Doc] He is a bit intense....

[Benny] -Cluck cluck. Leans back into the house and the door shuts-

[Celine] Rude.

[Doc] Knocks on the door-

[NK] Come in!

[Doc] Squeaks the door open, xe's foot shuffling in case Benny is there to be tripped over.

[Celine] Scuttles in, looking around-

-The first room just has NK laying on his side with Stev curled up to him on the patch of floor with blankets everywhere. They didn't bother with a bed. Benny is currently trying to nest himself between them-

[Doc] Aww, did we wake you? I'm sorry. And if you guys need beds I can make you some easy....

[Celine] I wanna play with the birdie!

[NK] We don't need one, it's fine Doctor. And if you touch the bird you'll annoy Mix. She's downstairs if that's who you're looking for.

-bzzzz. -

[Doc] Notes the noise with a small smile- Ah, understood. - Xe starts heading that way-

[Celine] Awww....

[Ma] - squints at them before following Doc-

[Doc] Is just looking around- Mix?

-The library is empty but the garden in the next is full of motion and cursing -

[Mix] Huh-- yessss Doc?

[Celine] Bounces over to her-HIIIII!

[Doc]Mix? What are you doing?

[Mix] I had an idea based on the durability of a new set of shards! Trying to make armor. What are you doing? -small bang as she hits a plate of dark crystal with an axe, watching the reaction. -

[Doc] Checking on you. What's the story on this NOTCH? Who's is he?

[Celine] Oooh pretty!

[Mix] Prince? Brother figure for me, I'm glad he's back. He's resting in the next room right now... You like it kiddo? I can make you some if you want?

[Doc] I need to know what he's capable of, and I presume you're taking responsibility for him?

[Celine] Can I have a little shiny?

[Mix] A little shiny for you. - she awkwardly smooths a piece off and hands it to Celine - He fights a lot, but the energy here is different so he might not. And no, I'm making Stev be responsible for him.

[Doc] Can Stev control him somehow? He's just human isn't he?

[Celine] Takes the piece in her wing claws and turns it over and over- So pretty! Thank you mis Mix!

[Mix] He got along better than I did with him. I can calm him down, but Stev can keep him calm. I'm glad you like it! It's really tough! So you can drop it lots of times and not worry!

[MA] You and your building.

[Mix] Powers.. Uhhhh.... lightning, magic too. I'm not fully sure if he can see here or not. He could sort of... Kind of see? But he bumps things a lot.

[Doc] Does he... need repairs?

[Celine] Goes to peek in the room Prince is in-

[Mix & MA, in unison - He's always been blind.

-Prince is in a small hammock looking thing in a corner. The swoosher is nearby for ease. Its hard to tell if he's asleep. -

[Celine] Sneaky sneak-

[Doc] Oh.... okay, and the magic?

[Prince] - shifts his weight in the hammock, getting a slight swing going -

[MA] Like mine. All seed exclusive abilities and stuff, and some other nonsense.

[Mix] Basically.

[Doc] Hmmm

[Celine] Lifts hir head up to sniff the lowest part of the hammock and accidently makes a tear in it with the unicorn-like horn on her brow, She jumps at the ripping noise and pokes Prince in the butt cheek with it-

[Prince]... This is not the weirdest way to wake up. -He manages to hook the swoosher and waves it around to try and shoo away the tiny creature -

[Celine] Yipes and skitters- No hit!

[Doc] Rushes in because of the noise- What the nether?

[Prince] Then don't poke me in the ass! -waves swisher more as he swings himself into a sitting position in the hammock -

[Celine] Scurries over to Doc and sticks her tongue out at Prince- PPPPTH! Meanie!

[Doc] Umm?

[Prince] Bah. I've barely begun to be mean. - He feels the hammock, searching for the rip while staring straight ahead. Toward the new arrivals. -

[MA] The kid poked him apparently.

[Doc] I'm sure it wasn't intentional. And since you presumably can't see her, she's a young dragon with a rather prominent horn on her snout.

[Prince] Oh boy, company! - frown, he's found the rip and is rubbing his fingers over its surface. - A horn on its nose, huh?

[Doc] Her nose.

[Celine] Scrambles up on Doc's back and peeks over hir shoulder-

[Doc] Oooch, careful with the claws sweetie.

[Celine] Sorry....

[Doc] I take it you're Prince? I'm Doc. Head admin.

[Prince] The dragon has an identity? Interesting. -He smooths his fingers over the rip in the hammock and the material stitches itself back together- Pleased to meet you, Doc. To what do I owe this visit?

[Celine] of course I have an idemniyty! I'm Celine!

[Doc] Well as I said I'm the head admin, and I'm at least somewhat responsible for the safety of everyone here. Consider it an interview. Tell me about yourself and I'll field any questions you might have.

[Prince] I'm old, grumpy and blind, as Mix says. I'm still very confused on what exactly has happened for me to be alive and in one piece again....

[Doc] Chuckles- well at least that's honest. We have several grumpy Herobrines so as long as your not prone to picking fights that should be okay. As for old, the server is set for respawn as default so it's not a bad place for old peeps either. And I'm not sure what happened either. Usually if someone is being brought back to life it was my project and or idea!

[Celine] Is he gonna get goggles like Ashe?

[Doc] If he wants them, I suppose?

[Prince] Oh no, being brought back to life isn't uncommon... It's actually quite normal. We have something quite similar to the.. respawn design. It's just.. I should not have had enough parts for it to work, is all. -His hand unconsciously comes up to touch the gold ingot in his chest- What are goggles?

[Doc] They're little panes of glass you wear over your eyes that correct vision errors. I've actually had quite a bit of experience fixing this stuff. It's sort of a rendering issue. Like a local chunk error. You can touch because you're actually here, unlike a player using an avatar, but the world isn't loading properly for you. Ashe has goggles specifically because he can fly and they protect his eyes, but glasses are more normal for people. They have bits that curve over your ears instead of a strap that goes around your head. As for the parts...? I don't know.

[Prince] So.. fancy glasses for active people, essentially? I suppose if they keep them on your face... It will help me see? I am.. Interested, I guess.

[Mix] -Looming in the door and totally didn't spook Prince into being compliant, nope.-

[Doc] Do you mind if I do a quick scan and get back to you? - Xe pulls out hir command block-

[Prince] A Scan? I.. Don't think so. What do you need me to do?

[Doc] You'd just put your hand on my computer so I can look at your code and see what you need.

[Celine] Sniffs the command block- Blinky block!

[Prince] -Slightly blunt expression toward Doc-

[Doc] If you don't want me too it's fine. I'm just offering.

[Prince] -Thoughtful look, head tilting toward door and looming Mix- ... I don't have a problem with it, I guess. Where do I put my hand?

[Doc] Plunks the block down in front of him, the edge is just touching the toes of one foot. - Just reach straight down

[Prince] -Puts one hand on the block, it's not quite centered, but it'll do.- That good?

[Doc] That will do just fine- xe pulls up the display and there's a bit of whirring as xe finds the ocular files and makes a copy of the relevant material- Perfect. Could you come and visit me, say tomorrow afternoon? All your housemates know where I live.

[Prince] Sure... ... -furrows brow a bit before sighing- And would you happen to know what that glowing is? It's really been annoying me. -He's staring off at a wall, up toward the ceiling.- I can probably check it out then too... -Voice trails off-

[Doc] What can you see that glows usually?

[Prince] Magic. I'm more acquainted with my seeds,-He gestures toward Mix- But there's a particularly bright spot of it up there....

[Doc] Is it moving around?

[Mb] in chat- WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DRAGON?!?!??

[Doc] Whoops!

[Doc] typing- I have her Mb, she's okay.

[Mb] WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE HER?! BRING HER BACK RIGHT NOW!!!

[Doc] Sheesh.... it's been nice meeting you Prince, but I gotta go. The kids dad is having a fit because she wandered off.

[Prince] See you later then, Doc.

[Mix] - ceases her looming in the doorway so they can go -

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EROS - BAR AU [SEASON 2] CHAPTER 3

DISCLAIMER: THIS PIECE IS A MYSTIC MESSENGER AU. IT IS HEAVILY INSPIRED BY THE AMERICAN SITCOM CHEERS, A SHOW CENTERED AROUND A BOSTON BAR CALLED CHEERS AND IT’S REGULARS. EVEN THOUGH I HAVE TRIED TO KEEP AS MUCH OF CANON PERSONALITIES WITH ALL THE MYSTIC MESSENGER CHARACTERS JUST REMEMBER THAT IT IS AN AU AND A FEW THINGS MAY BE DIFFERENT THAN IN GAME OR YOUR HEADCANONS. THIS HAS BEEN FUN TO PLAN AND I HOPE YOU FIND A BIT OF JOY READING IT!

PG13+ FOR SWEARIN’, BOOZIN’, AND ADULT THEME-IN’.

[Season 1]

[Season 2] | Prologue | Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | Ch. 4 |

“Hey doll, could you grab some ticket books from my office?” It looks like you guys are running low,“ Zen called out over his shoulder towards Sunny.

She didn’t look up from the notebook she’d been writing in, only giving him a subtle grunt, “Get Cannon to do it, I’m busy.”

He whirled around and stared at her with a disapproving look, “Excuse me? You’re cheeky today. Keep that up and I may end up falling in love with you. I absolutely adore sassy women.” With a grin he leaned forward to take a peek at whatever she was working on, “What is this, anyway? writing me love poems?”

This interaction between the two had become the norm for them once he opened up the day he returned to Eros. He was a different type of flirty with her and everyone noticed. It was a gentle tone, the comments not as predatory as before. In his defense, his mannerisms around women had changed drastically. It seemed that keeping sober kept him a bit more calm and reserved.

That’s not to say he didn’t relish in the constant attention - no, he still lived for it. But with the regular therapy that he was attending, a lot of the old thoughts and habits returned to him. He had become very aware that many only concentrated on his looks instead of his personality and that was always a sore spot for him.

But when it came to Sunny, it was different. She was one of the few he knew would accept him in every way possible and every compliment - and criticism - was pure and genuine. This quality was something he needed, something he was starving for, without Scarlet. Naturally, he gravitated towards Sunny to fill the void in comfort.

She let out a frustrated sigh and crossed out a few things from her page, “You wish! I write beautiful poetry! I took a few creative writing courses as electives. My professor told me I had talent and to continue practicing!”

“Pretty sure that’s the nice way to say your assignments were shit.” Cannon snickered as he plopped into the seat next to her, “Did he tell you that to your face?”

“Well, no. He always wrote it on my graded papers! See! I would continuously improve and he always encourage me to keep practicing my craft!”

Zen pursed his lips, trying to hold back a laugh, “Regardless of your talent, I would love to read anything you create. I’m sure you put in a lot of effort into everything you do.” He reached out to pat Sunny’s hand but Cannon’s arm shot between the two as he went to grab a napkin, “I used to write poetry too! I studied literature in college! So I know a thing or two. You should have me read it instead of Zen. Who knows if he can even read.”

Crimson eyes hardened towards Cannon as Zen turned his attention from Sunny, “Of course I can read! How do you think I got through all the scripts? I may have dropped out of school but I did learn the basics. Sheesh.” He looked back towards Sunny with a smile, “I bet your poetry is lovely.”

Sunny blushed furiously, her fingers fidgeting with the pen she was holding, “W-why thank you, Zen. That’s sweet of you to say. Let me, uhh, go get those new ticket books.”

“Cannon, go grab the books for her, they’re in the office. You keep working on your stuff, Sunny,” Zen instructed before walking off to converse with some patrons. She cleared her throat and quickly looked down, continuing to write in her notebook.

Cannon watched her reactions to Zen and a wave of anger surged within him. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, “You know, you two should just start dating and get it over with. The flirting is disgusting and obvious.”

Sunny turned her head sharply towards him and even though she was ready to chide him for the comments, she was stopped by how close they both were to each other. Another inch and she would be locking lips with the mouth she constantly tried to silence for insubordination.

Cannon froze immediately; any sudden movements would cause the most embarrassing scene the bar would encounter. As he stood there, hoping she would back way, he couldn’t help but notice how good she smelled. Was it her shampoo? Her perfume? And those big brown eyes that were hidden by the long lashes every time she blinked. Her button nose twitched as it often did when she got nervous - something he always took note of. Her pink lips that he suddenly had an urge to suck on to make them even more plump than they already were.

“I'm going to get those ticket books, “He spoke lowly, backing away like a frightened animal in the wild until he had ample space to run off into the office. Sunny clutched at her chest, feeling her heartbeat racing beneath her palm.

She had felt this sense of thrill before but the last time she acted upon it, she ended up kissing Zen and making him angry. This time, though, the feeling wasn’t due to pity or sympathy. She had never been that close to Cannon before - mostly out of fear that he’d blow up and tell her to get lost - but there was no vibe of hostility just now.

That look in his eye was strangely familiar, though. Where had she noticed it? “Oh no,” She whispered to herself. It was the same look of carnal desire that she often saw in Zen’s eyes when, in the past, he found a woman he wanted to conquer. Now that their boss had discontinued that type of behavior, did it rub off on Cannon? When she heard Zen clank around behind the bar, she straightened out her shirt and buried her face back down into her work.

“Hey, you okay? You look like you just saw a ghost.” Zen spoke to her as he fixed a few drinks nearby.

“Hmm? Oh, nothing! Cannon was just being weird again, you know how he is! Always trying to get under someone’s skin!” She laughed nervously.

He frowned and leaned towards her, speaking in a serious tone, “What did he say? Did he make you uncomfortable? I can have a chat with him. Sometimes he doesn’t know when to quit. I don’t want him hurting your feelings.”

Sunny bit her bottom lip and looked at Zen, shaking her head quickly, “N-no, no! It’s okay! I don’t get offended by him. I know he just acts tough to try to show off.”

“I’ll still talk to him. He’s been pretty off lately, even for my standards.”

Jingle~!

As soon as Sunny was about to further insist that speaking with Cannon wasn’t necessary, Clicks and Sugar came through the doors, their bickering distracting any previous conversation.

“She was just angry, Sugar! She can’t help herself when she’s like that!”

“There is no excuse for that type of aggression, Clicks. I don’t care if smoke comes from her ears and she starts breathing fire. It was inappropriate and uncalled for.” Sugar huffed as he sat on his barstool, “Wine, Zen. Now.”

“A ‘please’ would be appreciated, Sugar. I’m not your slave.” Zen furrowed his brow and passed the drink tray he was working on towards Sunny, “Can you take this to table six for me? I have to appease his highness right now.”

“I don’t need your remarks right now, Zen. Just get me my damn drink.” Sugar growled.

Shooing her off, Zen turned to stare down Sugar, “I’m not the one that came in here making all sorts of demands. You could always walk your happy ass behind the bar to pour yourself a damn glass.”

Clicks sighed and sat next to Sugar, “Don’t mind him, Zen. We had a small run-in with Goldie at my apartment. You know how they don’t get along.”

Sugar stiffened, jaw clenching tightly, “Small? You call that behavior small? She threw a water bottle towards us! Be glad I dried off before we got here!”

Zen let out a low whistle as he poured the wine, placing it in front of Sugar, “Shit, she threw something at you? I mean, I knew she could say some real nasty things but I didn’t know she got physical.”

“It was a plastic bottle!” Clicks let out exasperatedly, “She doesn’t get physical, it was just this one time! Come on, don’t you get so mad that you want to throw something?”

“Sure, but I’m in therapy for my issues.” Zen said flatly, sliding a whiskey on the rocks over to Clicks.

“That’s different, you were drinking.”

Zen’s eye twitched slightly, backing away from the two, “Yeah, like Sugar said. There is no excuse for that type of behavior. Anger, no matter the reason of provocation, should not cause harm to anyone.”

Clicks’ eyes opened wide as he immediately became apologetic, “I’m so sorry, Zen. I didn’t mean anything in a spiteful way. All I’m saying is that this was a one-time ordeal and once she’s cooled off, I’ll talk to her.”

“You always say you’re going to talk to her but she continues to act up. That or you temporarily break things off. Why bother at this point? It’s obvious that she will always take precedence in your life. I just have to adjust now.” Jumin responded, running a finger along the edge of his glass.

Clicks looked down at his drink, swirling the amber liquid around, “That’s not fair, Sugar. You know I try to keep everyone happy. I thought you understood what I had to do in regards to her.”

“For a while I did. But if you think I’m going to sit back and allow my best friend to be stepped on by some spawn of Satan then you are sorely mistaken. And now she has turned her bad mood towards me? I have half a mind to sue her for assault. Maybe you’ll finally understand how serious I’m being.”

Zen cleared his throat loudly, clapping his hands a few times to get their attention, “How about we all take a few deep breaths, yeah? Calm down a bit? We can talk about this when the threats of lawsuits are dropped. Come on, you two-”

No, you’re right Zen.” Clicks interrupted, “I think we both need time to calm down.” Finishing off his drink, he dug around his pockets for money, slamming a few bills on the counter, “Keep the change. I’m going for a walk.”

Sugar rolled his eyes as Clicks left, motioning to Zen for a refill of his wine, “He’s being irrational and ridiculous.”

“And so are you.” Zen chirped as he poured the drink, “Dude, I get just as frustrated about Goldie but I’m at least tactful. Clicks is sensitive about things and you know he’s trying his best. Cut him some slack.”

“I’ve been cutting him slack for years now, “ Sugar said bitterly, “She has no respect for boundaries or any other human life, for that matter.”

“Hey now, just drop it. Fighting with him won’t make her stop being a bitch so I beg you, please, try to keep the arguments to a minimum.”

Jingle~!

“Hey Everyone!”

Zen turned when he heard Red’s voice, “Hey! What brings you here on your day off?”

“Eh, forgot to ask Cannon if he needed anything from the grocery store. He wasn’t answering my texts so I just stopped by. Where is my brother, anyway?”

Zen opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out as he realized he wasn’t quite sure where his waiter had snuck off to. He took a look around to see if he spotted the twin and when he didn’t, he began to think if he had assigned him a task for the evening. He snapped his fingers once he remembered asking Cannon to grab supplies, “Ah! He’s probably slacking off in the office. That or he went to use the restroom.”

Red shrugged and started walking towards the back, “I’ll find him, thanks!” Knowing Cannon, he was probably taking a nap since business was slow. He rubbed his hands together as he stood at the door, hoping that kicking the door open suddenly would scare his brother.

“I found you-” Red started yelling as the door swung open, but he choked on the rest of his statement when he saw Cannon flail about and cover his lap with a cushion from the couch. “What the fuck, Red? Can’t you knock like a normal person?!”

Red looked around and noticed, on the floor in front of his brother, a group picture of the Eros staff and a few dedicated regulars. “Dude, were you-”

“Get out of here!” Cannon howled, throwing the ticket books he was sent in for earlier. Red ducked and quickly closed the door. He stood shocked for a moment as he internalized what he had just witnessed. When it finally registered, his shoulders started shaking until he progressed to a grand fit of laughter. Barely able to breath, he made his way back to the bar.

“You alright, Red? Hey, do you need water?” Zen asked worriedly, “What’s so damn funny?”

Red went behind the bar, took a few deep breaths to gather his composure, and leaned in to speak in hushed tones towards Zen and Sugar. He was so quiet that even they had to focus to hear all of the words but once he made the obscene gesture with his hand - the one that was universally recognized as a symbol of pleasuring oneself - Zen too burst into a fit while Sugar managed to let an amused smirk cross his lips.

“What picture was he looking at?” Sugar inquired, clearly interested in all the details.

“All I saw was that group picture we took a few weeks ago. You know, boss, the one you have framed on your desk?”

“What?!” Zen cried out between staggered breaths, “Why would he be using that?”

“Perhaps he is attracted to someone in that photograph. Interesting indeed.” Sugar contemplated, now thoroughly distracted from his previous anger.

“I don’t know, but I don’t think he’s going to need anything from the grocery store. Unless they sell pills to reduce embarrassment.” Red chuckled, still clearly proud that he walked in on his own brother.

“He just needs to get laid. Crap, I hope he cleans up after himself. Sunny goes in there a lot and I don’t need to explain this to her.” Zen said, now calmed just in time to see Cannon rush out of the office. “Hey, hope you didn’t make a mess! I work there!” Zen yelled out after him.

The tips of Cannon’s ears turned bright red, his eyes honed onto his twin, “You’re the worst, Red!”

Red burst out into laughter once more, waving a hand as he stepped away, “I need to go before I either die by his hands or of lack of oxygen. I’ll see you guys tomorrow!”

Zen chuckled a bit and turned back to Sugar, leaning himself against the bar, “It’s always something, isn’t it?”

“Yes, something is the correct word.” Sugar sighed as he looked over at the empty seat beside him, “I should try to go talk to him. I know I shouldn’t have lost my temperature when he really is doing everything he can.”

Jingle~!

Clicks came back in silently and made his way over to Sugar. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he motioned his head towards the back, “How about a game of pool, friend? We can talk about things.”

Sugar nodded and stood, leading them both, “Sounds like a good way to spend the evening.”

Zen smiled softly to himself, glad that the two were in better spirits. His attention was diverted, though, when Cannon approached with a tray of dirty dishes. He slide over and put an arm around the waiter’s shoulders, “Alright. Spill it. Who was the focus for you in that picture. I promise I won’t tell!”

Cannon closed his eyes slowly, the annoyance of his boss making him want to smash the tray to the ground. But instead, he let out a slow exhale and looked up with a shy expression, “You mean, you don’t know? It was you. Sometimes I can’t help myself when I’m around you. I have needs too!”

Zen blinked slowly at the response. Cannon had spoken so sincerely that it was damn near believable. He leaned forward and whispered, “For real?”

“No!” Cannon barked into Zen’s ear, “I wouldn’t look at you if I didn’t have to. Idiot.” He shook Zen’s arm off and went to clean the dishes.

Zen let out a flustered sigh, disappointed that he fell for Cannon’s hijinxs.”Fine! Don’t tell me. See if I care!”

“You do care, that’s why it’s even better for me to keep you guessing.” Cannon said over his shoulder, “Always remember, boss - you try to get under my skin and I’ll retaliate twice as bad.”

Zen looked over towards the tables where Sunny had taken to reciting some of her old poems to patrons, then looked back at the smug man bent over the sink. He shook his head slowly, rubbing the back of his neck, “Yup, it’s always something.”

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Oathbringer Liveblog, Part Four: Chapters 88-92

Part Four: Defy! Sing Beginnings!

Interesting. Both in this and the prior title, we get what almost sounds like part of a poem. There’s a massive, massive list of POVs here: Adolin, Shallan, Kaladin, Dalinar, Navani, Szeth, Taravangian, and Venli. Hoo boy.

A group of our heroes are on a very strange road trip, and we touch in with Szeth and his sword, who is sulking.

Another flashback, this time to eight years ago. He’s still...not over the Rift. Obviously. You never get over something like that. When he just looks at people, this happens:

He saw fires reflected in their eyes, and heard the weeping of children in the back of his mind. Don’t be weak, Dalinar thought. It’s been almost three years. Three years, living with what he’d done. Three years, wasting away in Kholinar. He’d assumed it would get better. It was only getting worse.

Sadeas managed to fucking pull a spin job on them putting a town to the torch by saying the fire itself had been an accident and their hands had been forced due to the “killing of Dalinar’s wife.”

Bullshit. But it worked--the message here is that Gavilar doesn’t want to send Dalinar on missions, because who knows what could happen? Nobody wants that. So everyone will go out of their way to give Gavilar any option that is not fighting.

So efficient. All it had cost was one city. And possibly Dalinar’s sanity.

Here we were thinking that Gavilar’s death was what broke Dalinar--and it did, in part, but he’d also broken long, long ago. Dalinar can’t stand to be in the same room as fire anymore. He can’t stay in his own keep anymore.

Renarin is burning incense in their rooms--the same scent Evi liked. I’ll bet this is Renarin’s way of mourning, but...I can’t imagine that Dalinar will take that well. Dal, if you’re shitty to Renarin at all I will find a way to go back in time and manifest in the cosmere and kick your ass.

He can’t find any wine--he thinks Gavilar may have moved it, although he says he only drinks “on bad days.” I...doubt that. I’ve literally heard the excuses of alcoholics, and that’s one of the main ones.

He can’t even really interact with Adolin. Adolin says he has a duel set up, he’s fifteen and cheerful and thrilled and:

Emotions warred inside of Dalinar. Memories of good years spent with his son in Jah Keved, riding or teaching him the sword. Memories of her. The woman from whom Adolin had inherited that blond hair and that smile. So genuine. Dalinar wouldn’t trade Adolin’s sincerity for a hundred soldiers in proper uniforms. But he also couldn’t face it right now.

So he admonishes Adolin for not acting like a proper soldier. Because he wanted to be excited at his dad about getting a duel set up. Because he wanted Dalinar to be proud of him.

There’s a beggar on the beggar’s porch called Ahu, a strange man who always has a bottle. Dalinar goes to find him; he calls Dalinar “little child.” And he’s ethnically strange, too dark to be Alethi.

...DID DALINAR GO GET WASTED WITH ONE OF THE HERALDS ON THE REGULAR?????

“How are the voices?” “Soft, today. They chant about ripping me apart. Eating my flesh. Drinking my blood.”

DALINAR ABSOLUTELY GOT WASTED ON THE REGULAR WITH ONE OF THE HERALDS. JESUS CHRIST.

“Which one got to you, child? The Black Fisher? The Spawning Mother, the Faceless? Moelach is close. I can hear his wheezing, his scratching, his scraping at time like a rat breaking through walls.” “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” “Madness,” Ahu said, then giggled. “I used to think it wasn’t my fault. But you know, we can’t escape what we did? We let them in. We attracted them, befriended them, took them out to dance and courted them. It is our fault. You open yourself to it, and you pay the price. They ripped my brain out and made it dance! I watched.”

Yeah. Definitely a Herald, talking about the unmade, talking about how humans draw them to them, about how you have to let them in, just like you have to let the Voidbringers out. They wait for you to be vulnerable, and they make you vulnerable, and then they take and take and take.

And he gets back and hears Adolin talking to Gavilar about how worried he is about Dalinar. Oh, that’s heartbreaking. Elhokar is there too--Dalinar is surprised that Elhokar isn’t a child anymore. He calls Dalinar a drunken fool, and we get that Gavilar didn’t remove the wine--Dalinar already drank it all.

Adolin snaps at Elhokar; Gavilar has to calm them down, assuring them that Dalinar will fight through it. Dalinar goes to ignore them, collapsing on the nearest couch.

We get a bit of a map of “the sea of lost lights,” which I’ll bet is another name for Shadesmar. Unclear whose it is, but it has notes in it like “I hate this lake” and “I managed to ride a manda from here to there so you owe me money” so like, could be Nazh, could be Wit, could be another shithead worldhopper.

An Adolin viewpoint, and epigraphs here are from the Mythica, the book on the Unmade. I’m so glad we’re getting good information on them.

Adolin is like 99% sure he’s in Damnation, which, no, but you could get there from here, I’m pretty sure Braize can be accessed from Shadesmar it’s only like one planet over.

Adolin tries to summon his Shardblade and the spren with scratched-out eyes screeches at him, pretty much confirming my hunch about who it is. It’s his sword’s spren, isn’t it.

“That is your sword,” Pattern said in a perky voice. He had no mouth that Adolin could see. “Hmmmm. She is quite dead. I don’t think you can summon her here.”

God, Pattern must be so unnerving to Adolin. Hi here’s this vaguely eldritch-looking creature with no visible face. He’s always chipper and thinks you’re nice and, although you don’t know it, was considering marrying you for a moment.

The fact that Pattern got excited about that line still kills me.

They try to get Kaladin to do something and Syl is just standing by him, a hand protectively on his back, going “Kaladin’s not well.” She’s trying so hard to protect him. I love Kaladin and Syl.

Anyway, a giant claw shoots up out of the sea of beads--the physical form of the Unmade. Yike.

More emerged in other directions. An enormous hand was reaching slowly upward through the glass beads. Deep beneath them a heartbeat began sounding, rattling the beads.

Adolin, still understandably freaked-out, stumbles and comes face-to-face with the eyeless spren of his sword again. He is very, very sure he’s in hell right now.

We cut over to Shallan, the only one there with the surge of Soulcasting and thus the one most likely to get them a boat. Unfortunately, Pattern says that soulcasting something here might not actually work. She manages to use a shield’s bead to make a solid replica of it out of stormlight and beads--one that Pattern can jump up and down on without sinking.

“You, sword lady!” Shallan said, pointing at Azure. “Help me over here. Adolin, you too. Kaladin, see if you can brood this place into submission.”

Shallan is repressing pretty much everything again, focusing on the task at hand. She finds souls--spren of swords, who feel that they’ve failed if their owners have fallen. For a moment, she finds Drehy the bridgeman, panicking--but he’ll have to find his way through alone. She manages to make a copy of the Oathgate control building, letting them climb onto its roof. She basically uses a door and a building to make progressive stepping-stones, letting them get to the river.

So the Oathgate in Kholinar is corrupted, but it looks like Sja-anat succeeded in trying not to kill them. They didn’t end up in a great place, but they’re alive. Meanwhile, Adolin is feeling useless--understandably. But he helps Kaladin move along.

“Hey,” Adolin said. “It will be alright.” “I survived Bridge Four,” Kaladin growled. “I’m strong enough to survive this.” “I’m pretty sure you could survive anything. Storms, bridgeboy, the Almighty used some of the same stuff he put in Shardblades when he made you.”

That is simultaneously the most heartwarming and most badass compliment i have ever heard.

Adolin keeps talking to Kaladin--Kaladin snaps and asks why, and Adolin admits that he talks when he’s frightened. Adolin works to keep Kaladin talking and keep him moving, though, which is good. Kal’s in shock right now. He needs something to keep him going and hey--out of the lot of them there, Adolin’s the one who’s best at empathy and intuition.

Azure followed, her shoulders sagging. In fact, her...her hair was fading. It was the strangest thing; Adolin watched it dim from Alethi jet-black to a faint grey as she sat down. Must be another effect of this strange place.

Nope, that’s just that’s she’s Vivenna.

Also, although Adolin is saying that he’s useless, he’s the one insisting that they camp because Azure, Shallan, and Kaladin are all exhausted. He finds a good place, he gets them to move and set up. He’s...he’s good at this. I love Adolin.

Adolin: I’m useless Adolin: is singlehandedly keeping the group focused and together

Adolin also realizes that, um...he’s third in line to the throne, and little Gav is gone, and Dalinar has abdicated--meaning that technically, Adolin is king of Alethkar.

Yikes.

Anyway, we’re over to Szeth! Who we haven’t heard from in a while. Apparently, in restoring him, Nale was almost too late and Szeth’s soul didn’t attach right to his body. Those who are close to the Surges see him leave a glowing afterimage as he moves, which is, I admit, a little creepy. Also, Nightblood is talking to Szeth again and remains, well, nightblood:

You should draw me, Szeth! I would love to see the lake. Vasher says there are magic fish here. Isn’t that interesting?

I love Nightblood.

Anyway, Szeth is like “this sword is an interesting test from Nale, I don’t know what it’s supposed to teach me yet, but--” and I’m like. Nale was just sick of Nightblood yelling in his head and pawned it off on you Szeth it’s not a test it’s Nale just trying to get rid of constant excited sword noises in the back of his head.

Anyway, we get that Szeth is not entirely sane--he’s hearing whispers in the spiritual realm of the people he’s killed, and they keep him up at night, sobbing. Also, Nightblood has Opinions of the superior Skybreakers.

“Hopefuls,” [Ki] said in Azish, “you have been brought here because a full Skybreaker has vouched for your dedication and solemnity.” She’s boring, the sword said. Where did Nale go? “You said he was boring too, sword-nimi,” Szeth whispered. That’s true, but interesting things happen around him. We need to tell him that you should draw me more often.

Nightblood also complains that Vasher always drew him, which...is untrue. Of course. But hey, Nightblood is sulky. Apparently, nobody has sworn all five of the Skybreaker ideals in centuries--although I suspect that might have something to do with how rigid and unyielding a system the Skybreakers have.

The ideals are as follows--The Ideal of Radiance, which is the first one; the Ideal of Justice, to seek and administer it; the Ideal of Dedication, requiring having bonded a highspren, after which they’re taught Division as a surge; the Fourth is Crusade, choosing and completing a personal quest to the satisfaction of a highspren. The fifth is to become the Law, to become truth--no wonder a group so dedicated to following the law is having trouble.

I don’t know if anyone else in here reads Discworld, but Sam Vimes absolutely has all of those ideals down. Especially the last one. Hell, a Sammy is what they call a cop in Ankh-Morpork. Although Sam is probably not the kind of Skybreaker Nale is looking for.

Nightblood is still sulking.

Anyway, over to Kaladin. The Mythica says that the Unmade were almost definitely still spren.

Kal is flashing back to when he was in Amaram’s army, a time he froze on the front lines and was assigned to crem-clearing duty. Kal says he didn’t freeze because he was scared of getting hurt, it was because he was scared of hurting someone else; Tukks, his sergeant, notes that that’s a different problem, says he manages it because his squad is like his family, and he can’t let them down. But he didn’t tell Tukks the truth. It wasn’t that he was scared he was going to hurt someone. It was because he had realized that he could, if he needed to, and that terrified him.

All shadows, in Shadesmar, point toward the sun. Syl comes over to sit by Kal, in the present day, while the others are still asleep. She thinks it’s strange that Pattern is so nice. Kaladin is refusing to talk about the real problem, though--the fact that he froze up in battle.

Over to Szeth again. He’s seeking down a convict who escaped into a lake; they have tattoos on their foreheads marking them. Much like Kaladin, then. Szeth suspects the test is of more than that, though--because if it was just about “how fast can you kill the guilty,” it wouldn’t be much of a test.

Szeth says that he knew a voice in his mind like Nightblood’s, when he was young, but that “he hopes things go better this time.” Hm. Was he going to be a Radiant even then? Was he being pushed to talk about having visions of the Desolation?

Hard to say.

Anyway, Nightblood is getting irritated at the lack of killing evil that is happening. A convict was hiding and jumps out at Szeth; he stops himself from killing him, knowing that he needs to question him instead. Anyway, Szeth is almost being drowned in the Purelake, which is great. And he drops Nightblood.

And, given that it’s Nightblood, the convict instantly grabs for it. Good old Nightblood, drawing evil to it. Szeth paralyzes the man and leaves him to drown, saying it’s less cruel than the alternative--feeding him to a greatshell.

Vivenna used to tell me that cruelty is only for men, as is mercy. Only we can choose one or the other, and beasts cannot. “You count yourself as a man?” No. But sometimes she talked like she did. And after Shashara made me, she argued with Vasher, saying I could be a poet or a scholar. Like a man, right? Shashara? That sounded like Shalash, the Eastern name for the Herald Shush-daughter-God. So perhaps this sword’s origin was with the Heralds.

Close, but no. Interesting that Shashara’s name is so similar to Shalash, but we know Shalash is alive and Shashara is dead from Warbreaker. Szeth figures out how horribly-maintained the prison was and that there was only one guard, and that nobody stopped them from making weapons.

Szeth turned from him to Ki. “Do you have a writ of execution for this man?” “It is the first we obtained.”

There’s the test. Not “catch the criminals,” but “find out who the true lawbreaker is, find out how this happened.”

And Szeth draws Nightblood. Colors change around him, Szeth’s skin is in pain, and the entire poor nobleman vanishes into smoke. His hand, which he used to wield it, has been bleached grey-white. He’ll need some stormlight for that.

Anyway, we get that Nightblood--of course--forgets when he’s been drawn and also doesn’t really have a good sense of time. Or scale. Or...well. He’s Nightblood.

Anyway, Ki has decided to take Szeth on as her squire. Turns out there was an argument among the Skybreakers over who got to, because he’s clearly one of the best of the hopefuls.

Szeth nodded. “I swear to seek justice, to let it guide me, until I find a more perfect Ideal.” “These words are accepted,” Ki said.

That’s...that’s an interesting way to swear an oath. Until I find a more perfect Ideal. Well, it’s very Szeth-esque. Also, he’s got the sky back now!!!

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