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mangosrar · 5 months

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never say never.

matt sturniolo x fem reader.

warnings: smut. angst idk????

an: not proof read. more parts coming soon 😛😛😛

"matt have you seen my car keys" she hollered at him as she scurried around the kitchen.

"where are you going?" he asked as he peaked his head aoundd the door.

"i have to go home" she tilted her head and watched as he walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his hands on the small of her back, pulling her close.

"you dont have to go home, just move in with me" he brought his face closer to hers as her hands fiddled with the buttons on his dress shirt that was now creased and exposing his chest.

"i cant matt you know this, i need my studio" she told him.

"ill build you a studio here, hell id build you a whole art gallery if it meant i got to live with you doll" he moved his face to her cheek and planted a soft kiss there.

7 months ago.

just as she was bending down to press a display sticker to one of the signs, she felt a hard slap to her ass, spinning around she was met with violet smirking, leaned back against nathan. the two of them looked picturesque together. she wore a shimmery champagne dress while he wore a black suit.

"you look great rue" violet gushed.

"thanks vee" she wore a white dress tonight. it was a little more showy than she wouldve liked, low cut and short, but she had bought it last minute and didnt have time to change her mind. violet loved it, of course, she lived for dressing sexy.

"you did all this rory?" nate asked. gesturing to the room around them as he spoke. the place was heaving, every single piece of art in there was either already sold, or bring inquired for, thr room was decorated 'diligently' as her boss byron described. never once had that man complimented her so she was taking whatever she could get.

"yeah, worked my little ass of and byron wont let me display one piece of my art in here" she huffed out a breath rolling her eyes.

"Douch bag knows yours would sell for more than hes ever made" violet uttered.

she didnt even get the chance to reply before one of the artists was tapping on her shoulder making her spin around. "someone would like to make an offer on one of my pieces downstairs."

"oh yes of course" she turned back around. "drink, mingle, have fun. ill find you guys in a bit"

after an hour of running up and down the stairs, about half the pieces were sold and the place was completely packed. the smell of liquor wafted through the air, mixing with the loud conversations.

"hey rory" voilet called from across the crowd. she gently made her way through the sea of people muttering soft 'excuse me's to everyone. when she finally made it to violet she had a wicked smile on her face that made her suspiciously squint her eyes.

"what?" she asked apprehensively.

"nate has a friend here that he wants you to meet. voilets words were saturated with intent, but rory couldnt place it. she tugged on her arm, walking them across the room.

she could see the back of nate, standing and talking to someone. as he turned to face them she saw who she was talking to.

the man was taller than nathan, and more built. his stare was intense. shockingly blue eyes and a strong stubbled jaw. he had dark hair that fanned out around his head perfectly. he wore a flawlessly tailored suit, designer by the looks of it. she could see tattoos peaking out from under his sleeves onto his hands, gripping a hilariously small looking glass.

"sorry to pull you away from your fun, but this is my childhood best friend, matthew sturniolo" nate reached over, patting his friend on the back. "matt this is aroura jovans" he introduced her by her full name, keeping it formal for the time being.

matt stared cooly down at her, extending his hand. "nice to meet you aroura"

despite hating the sound of her full name, hearing it on matts tongue made her swoon. she had never seen a man so handsome in her entire life.

finding her head, rory reached out, placing her hand over his, the size difference was stark and it made his cock jump. "nice to meet you too Matthew" she replied looking up at him. "you can call me rory"

he had picked up on the colour of her cheeks when they touched. this bookish little sweetheart was the last thing he expected to find when nate invited him here. to say he was intrigued was an understatement.

now.

he continued his trail of kissed down her neck. her hands came up to tug on his hair, earning a hum from matt.

"stay here with me" he muttered as he sucked dark circles into her skin. she sighed and leaned her head back, giving him better access. she wanted to give in so bad, she wanted to let him have his way with her right now.

"i cant matt, i have things to do" her chest was rising and falling at a rapid pace as she desperately tried to keep it together, but matts groping hands and his mouth were proving to be a real challenge.

"let me take care of you baby" and before she could even protest. he had hiked her up onto the kitchen counter and shoved his hand into her panties, his lip between his teeth, eyes watching her face intensely. his fingers traced up her folds making him let out a low groan as he left light circles on her clit, pulling a shaky whine from rorys mouth.

"look at that honey, youre soaked" she couldnt help but whine at his words. his fingers quickened and his touch became firmer, prompting her head to lull back as she gripped one hand on his shoulder and the other smacked down onto the counter behind her. her hips started rocking in rhythm with his hand. he knew just how to work her.

"it would be so mean of me to leave you like this doll" his voice was patronizing and cocky. matt once again brought his mouth to her neck and licked a stripe up her throat, pulling a lewd moan from her.

"dont stop matt ngh- pl-" and before she could even finish her sentence, he cut her off by yanking his hand away from her and plopping his fingers into his mouth.

she stared at him wide eyed, mouth hanging open and the feeling of her approaching high fizzling out.

matt gripped her hips and pulled her off the counter, standing her back on her own, now shaky legs before reaching into his back pocket and pulling out her keys. he placed them in her hand before pressing a firm kiss to her lips.

"have a great day baby ill see you for dinner" and with that he was off, sauntering back off into his office.

matt returning to a normal life once he met aroura never seemed like anything out of the ordinary, business was well, he was going to dinner parties, he had fake manners, all prepared for a complete disregard for his past life. he wondered if the straw would ever come and he would return to his late affairs, then again he wondered if that straw had already been pulled. he knew he couldnt hide from himself much longer. his biggest enemy was the man he saw in the mirror. he was filtered with anger and disgust for himself. each day, in and out, he knew what rory didnt. surely the truth would come out, it was just a matter of when. every time his phone rang and her face came up he was sure this was it, thinking of some excuse or lie he could tell before answering and of course each time he was wrong, after a few months of him fighting with himself he gave up. realising there was no way she would ever find out. but never say never.

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chvoswxtch · 1 year

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happy valentine's day

pairing: matt murdock x fem!reader

summary: matt has a special date planned for your first valentine's day together.

warnings: light cursing, loads of tooth rotting fluff

word count: 2.2k

a/n: since I violently ripped all your hearts out with violets (even tho that was a request & not just me being evil) I thought it was only fair I made up for it as promised with the fluffiest fluff that's ever been fluffed. to reconcile the heartbreak, I offer a romantic valentine's date with our favorite human disaster, matty murdock. happy valentine's day my darlings. ❤️

“Shouldn’t I be the one leading you?”

“As far as anyone can tell, you are.”

“You know if you told me where we were going, I could.”

“That would ruin the surprise. Not to mention, you still haven’t familiarized yourself with Hell’s Kitchen yet.”

“Are you saying you don’t trust my sense of direction?”

“Considering you get lost on your two block walk home from work at least once a week, absolutely not. If I let you direct us, it would be like the blind leading the blind.”

“Hey! I’ve gotten better, thank you very much. And, there is this magical little app that gives you directions, Matthew.”

“Will you quit being stubborn?”

“Really? You get to say that to me?”

Matt chuckled as you two stopped at a crosswalk. He gave your interlaced hand a quick squeeze, turning his head in your direction to flash you a megawatt grin, complete with your favorite set of dimples that made you weak in the knees. He was turning that signature Matthew Murdock charm all the way up to eleven, and you both knew it would get him exactly what he wanted. It always did.

“Can I just surprise my girlfriend, please? I’m trying to be romantic here.”

Matt loved the way your heart skipped a beat everytime he referred to you as his girlfriend. He could feel the grin that spread across your lips, chuckling to himself as you huffed quietly and squeezed his hand back in return with a quiet grumble.

“Okay, fine. But if you trip, I want you to personally explain to everyone around us that it was your fault so I don’t look like a horrible person.”

“I’m fully prepared to defend you, sweetheart. Don’t worry, I’ve got my opening statement ready.”

It was a chilly February day in New York, but luckily the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. You couldn’t tell if the warmth you felt was being radiated from the rays kissing your face or the man beside you caressing your hand. Matt could hear your heart rate start to pick up a bit once you finally started to piece together your surroundings.

“Are we-is this…is this Central Park?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

Matt could practically feel you rolling your eyes as you laughed and squeezed his bicep.

“Matt!”

He couldn’t help but grin as he tugged your hand to lead you off the main path to find a secluded spot in the grass. He eventually settled on a spot close to a large tree, away from other couples that had the same idea. Folding up his cane, he let it drop by his feet as he shrugged his backpack off of his shoulders to retrieve a blanket from inside. Once the blanket was spread out across the grass, Matt sat down in the middle and held his hand out for you with a tender smile.

“Come here.”

A timid smile tugged at the corners of your mouth as you gently took Matt’s outstretched hand, moving to sit beside him on the blanket. You eyed him curiously as he laced your fingers together, tilting your head to the side slightly.

“What are you up to, Murdock?”

Matt brought your hand up to his mouth, pressing a featherlight kiss to the back of your hand as a proud smile overtook his lips.

“You’ve been wanting to see Central Park since you moved to New York, and I’ve been promising to take you. Also, Karen let it slip that you’ve never celebrated Valentine’s Day before, and well…neither have I, really. So, I thought we could share this first together.”

Your heart was going wild in your chest, and Matt could taste the saline that brimmed your waterline. Your hold on his hand became a little tighter as you swallowed the lump in your throat, leaning in to press your forehead against his as you laughed breathlessly.

“I had no idea you were such a hopeless romantic, Matty.”

“You bring it out in me, sweetheart. I just…wanted to do something special for you. For us.”

“Mm, I’d say a date in Central Park is pretty damn romantic.”

“Oh? And what if I said we were having a picnic?”

Matt gently nudged your nose with his, finding himself mirroring the huge grin that took over your mouth after you gasped. Falling into a synchronized fit of giggles, you cupped Matt’s jaw as his other hand found it’s home on your neck.

“I’d say you’re lucky we’re in public.”

“What do you think the blanket is for?”

“Matthew!”

“Relax, I’m joking.”

“No you’re not.”

“No, I’m not.”

Matt grinned wickedly as he leaned in to capture your lips in a deep kiss, reveling in the way you instantly melted into his embrace. That was one of his favorite things about you. Everytime he pulled you into his arms and held you close, or kissed you deeply, he could feel your body physically relax into his touch. He chased your mouth when you pulled away, eyebrows furrowing slightly until he felt your fingers gently removing the crimson glasses from his face.

A shy smile covered his lips as you cupped his jaw once again with both hands, leaning in to peck his lips slightly.

“There you are, handsome.”

The first time you saw Matt without his glasses, you told him you thought he had the most beautiful eyes you’d ever seen. It took everything in him not to cry at the sincerity in your words. Ever since then, you begged him not to wear them around you, unless it was to make himself feel more comfortable if you two were in a public space. He nuzzled his face into your palm, always finding himself melting into your touch just as much as you did with him.

He hadn’t realized just how touch starved he’d been until he met you. You were a very affectionate person. Even the first night you met, you’d hugged Matt goodbye like he was an old friend you hadn’t seen in years. He found himself craving your touch the more you came around, even feeling agitated or jealous if he felt like Foggy or Karen were getting more of your attention than he was.

Matt started asking you to lead him every chance he got just to have you close. There was an unspoken rule between him, Karen, and Foggy that you would always take the seat closest to Matt wherever the four of you went. He always asked you to be his partner in pool at Josie’s. A few times when he felt emboldened by the liquid courage coursing through his veins, he’d slip his fingers through yours and hold your hand in his lap. The more you responded to his touch, the more pride swelled in his chest.

The first night you took the initiative and grabbed his hand first, he felt you tense up slightly. He knew it was wrong to take advantage of your alcohol induced state to ask questions he knew you couldn’t help but blurt out the truth to, but he desperately wanted to know why you were more cautious with your affection towards him than the others. After you drunkenly confessed it was purely because you didn’t want to overstep any boundaries of his, or make him uncomfortable in any way, Matt made sure you understood that he didn’t find anything you did a threat to his independence. As a matter of fact, he actually enjoyed how much you went out of your way to make sure he felt comfortable and included. You made him feel seen in a way he’d never experienced before.

“Hi pretty girl.”

“What are you thinking about, hm? You look like you went somewhere else for a minute.”

“Just thinking about the night you confessed your undying love for me.”

“Oh, God.”

Matt couldn’t help but laugh loudly as you pulled away from him, covering your face with a disgruntled whine. He quickly wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in close between his legs so that your back was pressed against his chest.

“Aren’t you supposed to be wooing me, not embarrassing me?”

“What’s more romantic than the night you told me you were in love with me?”

“The ending of Carrie.”

“It wasn’t that bad.”

“I puked in the bushes.”

“Because you challenged Foggy to shots on an empty stomach.”

“I was…going through something. Mind your business.”

Matt snickered as he nudged his nose against your cheek, tightening his arms around your waist.

“You were upset because you thought I’d gone on a date, and you were so…heartbroken.”

“You are such an ass, I can’t stand you.”

“I was just calling to tell you I hope you’re enjoying your date and that I decided I’m no longer in love with you and will be finding your replacement tonight.”

You groaned loudly and let your head fall back against Matt’s chest as he mimicked your voice, wishing the ground would open wide and swallow you whole.

“Why do you even remember that so vividly?”

“Because I don’t think I’ve ever gotten out of bed so fast. I had to make sure I got there in time before I was replaced.”

“I liked you better when you were being a sappy romantic.”

Matt lightly grasped your chin between his thumb and index finger to turn your head towards him gently, baring his teeth in a huge grin before leaning in to kiss your lips softly.

“Alright, alright. I’ll pause the walk down memory lane. For now.”

A devilish smirk curled at the corner of his mouth, and you would’ve been annoyed if it didn’t make him look so damn good. Matt reached for his backpack and proceeded to pull out various items that he spread out over the blanket. You watched in awe as he produced a bottle of your favorite wine along with two glasses, a box of chocolate covered strawberries, and a container of pizza from the Italian restaurant where you two had your first date.

“How the hell did you fit all of that in there?”

“I’m a really good lawyer.”

A fit of giggles immediately erupted from your mouth as you sank back into Matt’s chest, enjoying the feeling of his own laughter vibrating against your back.

“Is that what they taught you in law school?”

“Oh, there was a whole semester alone on surprising your girlfriend with a romantic picnic in Central Park. Very informative.”

For the next few hours, you and Matt traded memories between stolen kisses and slices of pizza. You had him rolling over in laughter as you tried to feed him a chocolate covered strawberry with your eyes closed, “to make it fair” you’d insisted, but you kept missing and bumping his nose with it instead. As Matt topped off your glasses with the last of the wine, he held his glass out towards yours with a satisfied smile.

“Hey.”

“Hm?”

“Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Your heart fluttered in your ribcage, and Matt’s smile only grew wider. You lightly clinked your glass against his in a toast, a smile full of content gracing your lips.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Matty. It’s the best one I’ve ever had.”

“Another thing we have in common.”

Matt rubbed gentle circles on your lower back as you laid on his chest, closing his eyes as he listened to you describe the sunset spreading across the sky above. He always went to you when he wanted to know what something looked like. You had a way with words and descriptions that made him feel like he could actually see what you were seeing. As the sun began to disappear into shades of deepening amethyst and navy, the warmth bid goodbye with it. He felt you shiver slightly as the temperature began to descend along with the moon.

“We can start heading back if you’re cold, sweetheart.”

“Can we stay just a little longer? I wanna show you the stars. We’ll be able to see Venus and Jupiter soon.”

Matt felt his chest swell with pure adoration at your words. He pulled you as close to his body as he physically could, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head as he sighed quietly in content.

“Of course we can, angel.”

“Matty?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

He would never get tired of hearing you say that.

“I love you, sweetheart. More than you know.”

“Thank you for today. It really meant a lot to me. I do feel bad I didn’t get you anything, though. I mean you did all this-”

Matt cut your words off with a kiss, cradling your face in his hand as he nuzzled his nose against yours with a tender smile.

“Hey, you are my gift. The greatest one I’ve ever gotten. I don’t need anything else but you.”

Matt closed his eyes once again as he listened to you paint the night sky behind his eyes. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt so relaxed and at peace, not a single worry plaguing his mind. He allowed your sweet voice and gentle touch to transport him to a place of pure serenity that he was only able to visit when he was with you.

Matt Murdock didn’t think he’d ever have a reason to celebrate Valentine’s Day, but he was more than happy it was you.

#matt murdock #matt murdock x y/n #matt murdock x you #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x fem!reader #matt murdock x f!reader #matt murdock x female reader #matt murdock fic #daredevil #daredevil fic

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slutforsnow · 4 months

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Health and Hell

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

A/N: Genuinely love how much attention these are getting ty and ily everyone 😭🫶🏼 reblogs, likes, and comments are appreciated but not required🫶🏼 (please gimme some fanfic title suggestions in the asks or inbox!/nf)

Summary//Joseph and Violet bonding before his diagnosis & death (I haven't hit episode 4 yet cause I keep rewatching Billy calling out Henry for stealing from Kathleen im sorry 😭)

Cw// foreshadowing Joseph's death, Billy being his own warning again, Billy being emotionally not there, talk of death, whore mention

Billy stood by Mr. Upson, waiting for Violet. He had asked her yesterday to stop by and watch over Joseph while his ma worked, and he was at the ranch until he could get the doctor to come look at him about his nasty cough. He trusted Violet more than anyone, aside from his ma, to look after Joe and considering Antrim was nowhere to be found, he knew that Violet would be a better choice.

"Good mornin' sir, mornin' Billy," came her voice, and Billy looked up. He looked puzzled to see her in a dress. Her bright red hair was in a braid, which was in some kind of bun, and being held together by a dark pastel green ribbon. Her hair and eyes were complimented by her different shades of pastel green dress, which made her look quite beautiful.

"Mornin', Violet," He greeted, turning to her and taking off his hat in respect towards her. "Mr. Upson, this is Violet Evans. Violet, this is Mr. Ash Upson—he's takin' me to a rancher, Billy Matthews, to see about a job."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Upson," Violet replied, smilin politely to him as she shook his hand after he took off his hat in respect to her as well.

"The pleasure is all mine, Ms. Evans," Upson said with a gentle smile.

Billy smiled faintly at the two before leading Violet to meet Kathleen. He found her getting her shoes on and smiled a little more; seeing his ma always made him smile no matter the consequences.

"Ma, this is Violet—she's gonna watch over Joe til we can get the doctor," He said when she looked up.

Violet smiled and waved to Kathleen. "Hi, ma'am."

"Oh, why hello, Violet. I thought you weren't coming until later, but thank you so much for acceptin' to look after Joseph," Kathleen said with a gentle yet worrisome smile. She didn't want to feel like she was putting pressure on a girl that she barely knew.

"I'm just happy to help," Violet reassured with a gentle nod as the two led her upstairs to Billy and Joseph's room.

The harsh hacking and coughing almost brought tears to Violet's eyes. She hated seeing little kids sick—it made her heart hurt because no kid should deserve to suffer to painfully. Violet grimaced a little, remembering how she lost one of her friends to consumption (she was also whores but that wasn't what killed her).

"Hey, Joe."

The sudden appearance of Billy's voice, sound soft and comforting, snapped Violet out of her memory of her friend. She watched from the threshold as Billy told Joseph about Violet and he soon gestured for her to come in.

She walked into the room, sitting in the now empty chair.

Billy and Kathleen left the pair to head off to work and the ranch, leaving them in complete silence.

"Hey, Joseph," Violet greeted softly, brushing some of his dark hair from his face. Her tone was much calmer and collected compared to how she spoke the day before—it wasn't rough and tough. It was gentle and ladylike.

"Hi, Ms. Evans..." The young boy responded before falling into a series of hacking coughs once more. Violet wanted to hold this poor boy and hug him tightly. He was too sweet, too young.

"No need to call me Ms. Evans, buddy. You can just call me Violet," She commented, putting the wet rang, which she had seen on the tin tub on the dresser, on his forehead to hopefully help with his fever.

After a few moments if silence, Joseph spoke up.

"Billy would like you as his girl. Real pretty lookin'; you look real tough too," He murmured, earning a soft giggle from the older woman.

"What makes you say that I'm tough?" She inquired, smiling a bit*

"Those cuts along your nose, Vi. Only a real tough girl would have her scars out in the open."

Violet's smile faded for a moment. She forgot to hide her scars.

"Oh- why thank you, Joe." Her voice was still gentle and soft, not wanting to make him think he made her angry or upset.

As the hours went on, the two had grown close. Joseph was telling her about stories of his life with Billy and Kathleen. She was telling him tales of how she'd grown up in Silver City, aside from her trauma, and how she'd sometimes dress as a boy to play poker and help Jesse with work instead of waiting for some marriage proposal from some sleazy guy.

Joe was having more fun talking with Violet than he'd ever had since his family left New York. He felt happy, even with his awful coughs and occasional vomiting.

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blond-jerk-tourney · 8 months

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Brackets + Participants Masterlist

Have you ever thought who is the JERKIEST and MOST LOVEABLE MEAN BLOND ASSHOLE?? Well then this is the tournament for you!

read this if you're new

complete list under cut. the order of images does not reflect matchups.

Champagne Bracket (alphabetized by media)

Sakyo Furuichi from A3! Act! Addict! Actors! Kristoph Gavin from Ace Attorney Veruca Salt from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (musical) Clotted Cream Cookie from Cookie Run Yoshiki Kishinuma from Corpse Party Jiwoo from Dandelion - Wishes Brought To You - Byakuya Togami from Danganronpa Hiyoko Saionji from Danganronpa Eichi Tenshouin from Ensemble Stars Nazuna Nito from Ensemble Stars Karin Sauer from Fear and Hunger Rufus Shinra from Final Fantasy Zenos yae Galvus from Final Fantasy XIV Sharpay Evans from High School Musical Vace from I Was a Teenage Exocolonist Natsume Minami from Idolish7 Cindy from Kindergarten Felix from Kindergarten Larxene from Kingdom Hearts Kromer from Limbus Company Johnny Cage from Mortal Kombat Mikhael / THE MAVERICK from OMORI Ryuji Sakamoto from Persona 5 Bede from Pokémon Sword and Shield Oleana from Pokémon Sword and Shield Babette from Raggedy Ann and Andy A Musical Adventure Haley from Stardew Valley Joshua Kiryu from The World Ends With You Clownpiece from Touhou Project: Legacy of Lunatic Kingdom Vil Shoenheit from Twisted Wonderland Camus from Uta no Prince-sama Ryuji Goda from Yakuza Honey Bracket (alphabetized by media)

Andrew Minyard from All for the Game Mean Generic Golden Retriever from Anon Ask (link) War from Bonus Links AU by @bonus-links Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes Richard Lazarus from Doctor Who MacKenzie Hollister from Dork Diaries Ryusui Nanami from Dr. Stone The Blond "weird sister"/"bride of dracula" from Dracula Arte Ente Conchita from Evillious Chronicles Dave Strider from Homestuck Dirk Strider from Homestuck Trophy from Inanimate Insanity Emma Frost from Marvel Comics (usually X-men titles) Brittnay Matthews from Most Popular Girls in School Ambrosius Goldenloin from Nimona (comic) Danburite “Danny” Skinner the OC of @porcelain-animatronic Rose Thorburn Jr. from Pact (art by @wraith_ly on twitter) Brandish/Carol Dallon from Parahumans (art by @cpericardium Glory Girl/Victoria Dallon from Parahumans (art by @cpericardium) Goddess/Bianca from Parahumans (art by raikiri on reddit) Tattletale/Lisa Wilbourn from Parahumans (art by monkeyjay on reddit) Shaka from Saint Seiya Thranduil from The Hobbit Achilles from The Illiad (art by ancient greek polychromatic pottery painter c. 300BC) Ianthe Tridentarius from The Locked Tomb (art by @starcanist) Dorian Gray from The Picture of Dorian Gray Adam Parrish from The Raven Cycle Rachel from Tower of God Arlo from Unordinary Mathis Quigley Sr. from Unsounded Benedict from Violet Evergarden Linton Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights

Platinum Bracket (alphabetized by media) Brad Morton from American Dragon: Jake Long Biff Tannen from the Back to the Future Trilogy Patriarchy!Ken from Barbie Howard Hamlin from Better Call Saul Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer Johnny Lawrence from Cobra Kai/Karate Kid Daring Charming from Ever After High Ed Rooney from Ferris Bueller's Day Off Zap Brannigan from Futurama Joffrey from Game of Thrones Gideon from Gravity Falls Heather Chandler from Heathers Helga Pataki from Hey Arnold Simon from Infinity Train Dee Reynolds from It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia Cindy from Jimmy Neutron Ankh from Kamen Rider OOO Villanelle from Killing Eve Regina George from Mean Girls Arthur Pendragon from Merlin Skwisgaar Skwigelf from Metalocalypse Chloé Bourgeois from Miraculous Ladybug Steff McKee from Pretty in Pink Angelica Pickles from Rugrats Gunther and Tinka Hessenheffer from Shake It Up Prince Charming from Shrek Bartleby Montclair from Sonic Underground Illya Kuryakin from The Man From UNCLE (2015) Lyle Lanley from The Simpsons Tom "Iceman" Kazansky from Top Gun Julia from Total Drama / Total Takes Flash Thompson from Ultimate Spider-Man Strawberry Bracket (alphabetized by media) Lilith Bristol from Absolute Duo Rio from Assassination Classroom Mello from Death Note Beelzebumon from Digimon Tamers Laxus Dreyar from Fairy Tail Edward Elric from Fullmetal Alchemist Char Aznable from Gundam Kei Tsukishima from Haikyuu!! Shaiapouf from Hunter x Hunter Anzu Futaba from Idolm@ster: Cinderella Girls Dio Brando from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure Isobe from Kamisama Kiss Nozomu Nanashima from Kiss Him Not Me Hanazawa Teruki from Mob Psycho 100 Katsuki Bakugo from My Hero Academia Neito Monoma from My Hero Academia Arcangelo Corelli from Neo Yokio Cavendish from One Piece Donquixote Doflamingo from One Piece Sanji from One Piece Panty Anarchy from Panty and Stocking Nanami Kiryuu from Revolutionary Girl Utena Jadeite from Sailor Moon Zoisite from Sailor Moon Akagi Ritsuko from Shin Seiki Evangelion Sofia from Space Dandy Kuusuke Saiki from The Disastrous Life of Saiki K Ryou Shirogane from Tokyo Mew Mew Sylvio Sawatari from Yugioh Arc V Malik/Marik Ishtar from Yugioh Duel Monsters Mizael from Yugioh Zexal Yuri Plisetsky from Yuri on Ice The brackets are based on the type of media they are from. It isn't perfect but I think that is okay. I was thinking of posting all the initial matchups, but I've decided I don't want to change them as they are now and I also want them to be surprises.

#blond jerk tournament #participant list #strawberry bracket #platinum bracket #honey bracket #champagne bracket

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wyvernquill · 1 year

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Who Framed Matthew Raven?

(Based on this post by @karalynlovescake, image ID under the cut)

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Art of the Corinthian from The Sandman, a muscular caucasian man with short blond hair and toothy mouths instead of eyes. He is grinning dangerously, wearing dark sunglasses that slip down his nose, and holding a knife delicately between two fingers. He is also wearing the dress of Jessica Rabbit in Who Framed Roger Rabbit, a halter- and sleeveless dark red and sparkly dress that drapes down to the floor, split at both sides to reveal his legs. In addition, he is wearing long violet opera gloves, and posing sexily with one hand propped up on his hip. Above him, text reads “I’m not bad, I’m just dreamt that way”.

Next to him, Matthew the Raven is fluttering angrily, wearing Roger Rabbit’s red pants and a silly blue bowtie with yellow polka dots. He is shouting “Hey, why the fuck am I Roger!?”

#WyDraws #the sandman #the corinthian #matthew the raven #i have to say corinthian really rocks the jessica rabbit dress #and matthew was BORN to be a comedy toon #this isn't ship art but maybe it also isn't NOT ship art #look me in the eye and tell me it wouldn't be funny #i saw that post and blacked out for two hours and then this art existed #sometimes these things just grip you #thanks for the inspiration karalyn!!!

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silverstoryteller · 4 months

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Chapter 2

‘“I’m not one of them,” said Matthew. “They only think I am. Your mother sent me.” A renewed burst of fear.’ A line that hits very differently once you know what happened.

‘I promised your mother I’d help you from inside, and that’s what I intend to do.”’ Honestly, this is all making me very curious about Matthew. How did that conversation go down, and in such a way that he didn't realize Will was the Dark King? Matthew backstory when?

Ooh, there's a crack theory: what if it turned out Matthew was actually working for the Dark the whole time, and he knew who Will really was?

I really love the look of the old language in these books, it’s so neat!

“He had wanted—it was stupid—his mother. But she was dead, and he was unable to go back to her because he’d made a promise.” Lines that hit real differently on a reread, part 2.

Chapter Three

“Swarming over the side of the ship, up grappling ropes and planks, came men and women dressed in a white starburst livery.” On my first readthrough, there was a brief moment where I thought the Stewards were merpeople, because surely they had to have come up out of the water, right? Rereading it, that’s not necessarily true since the ship is docked and the Stewards were probably hiding in the crowds around the docks, but hey, there’s the plot of a mermaid AU for anyone who wants it, lol.

Violet’s chapters didn't interest me all that much on my first readthrough, but I did like her. She, and her and Will's relationship, has really grown on me over time. I do appreciate a good platonic boy-girl friendship.

#dark rise #dark heir #dark rise readthrough

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waitingformysandman · 1 year

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Worse Than Before

Chapter 8

Warnings: sadness, sorry not sorry.

TBC in Better Than Nothing

Morpheus sat in the chair next to you holding his daughter with tears streaming down his face. This was his second child but this time she didn't even make it 10 minutes into the world. He wasn't a good father to Orpheus, his first born, but at least he got to see him grow past childhood and fall in love. Morpheus was so absorbed in his thoughts while staring at his child he didn't notice you had woken up.

"Is she sleeping?"

His head snapped up to look at you. His silence in that moment told you everything.

“No! She’s sleeping! She has to be!”

Morpheus handed the child to Lucienne who had been silently standing in the corner of the room waiting for any further instructions from her grieving King and now Queen. He moved from his position on the chair to sitting on the bed next to you and gathered your sobbing, shaking form in his arms.

“Would you like to see her?” Morpheus whispered.

You took a minute to collect yourself before you nodded and he stood and met Lucienne halfway. He gave her a short nod before he returned to you.

While he handed you your child Lucienne slipped out of the room to start funeral arrangements.

She didn’t allow herself to shed a single tear until she left the room. Her King and Queen needed her and she would be there for them. She would remain strong for them in their presence.

She looked out one of the windows on the way to the library and it was practically black as night outside. The storms were the worst she had ever seen. It was raining so hard she could barely see the lightning that littered the sky across the kingdom and the thunder was deafening. She could barely hear herself think. So she was able to forgive herself when Mervyn tapped her on the shoulder and she practically screamed.

"Woah, hey Loosh. It's just me. What's with the weather?"

Despite the depressing scenario happening in the bedroom upstairs no one in the realm knew about it yet. Only Lucienne. She took in a deep breath.

"The Queen had the baby about an hour ago."

Mervyn looked confused.

"Then why the shitty weather? Isn't this a good thing? Unless...is it not his?"

"No, it is His Lordship's. Well. Was. The child didn't survive the birth."

Mervyn's face fell immediately.

"Oh." Was all he could muster up.

"Yes, well. Don't tell Matthew. You know how he can't keep anything to himself. No one can know about this yet, and I mean no one. NO ONE MERVYN."

"Geez Loosh, I get it. No one. There's gonna be an announcement I'm assuming."

"Good. Now. I'm going to need you to make the casket."

Mervyn lowered his head and walked away towards his workshop. It would be a long day.

Morpheus was staring out the floor to ceiling window in your bedroom. Today was the day. This was the last straw.

“Love, I’m going back down there today.”

You looked at him, your eyes so swollen and puffy you could barely see. It shattered his heart into millions and millions of pieces.

“Make him suffer.”

Morpheus walked over to you. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips and pressed his forehead to yours.

“I will.”

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headingalaxys-sweet · 2 years

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can I have Germany, Denmark, Finland, and a character of your choice with a darling that's very warm.

Canada ( I wanted to write America. But I wanted to give sweet maple boy more time on this blog)

A sweet darling like you is exactly what he needs.

You make his life like a vivid spellbinding daydream. He loves having you around for lazy days that only involve a roaring fireplace, hot chocolate, blankest, and the hottest novels that are trending on #booktok.

His favorite activity involves going out to an early morning breakfast in a cozy bear-themed diner. You two watch the run rise lazily between the cotton candy cloud in the sky. The mellow diner atmosphere in the early morning sun brought with it rare magic. It’s a memory that he saves in his mind and uses as motivation to get through tough days.

Matthew’s cheeks and ears were crimson. He was going to do it he was going to be brave! He maneuvered his fingers across so that he could reach your hands. He gathers enough courage to last as his heart threatened to beat out of his chest.

“Je t’aime Y/N Je t’aime.” (That accent got you down bad)

You’re mesmerized by his glistening violet eyes. You’re enraptured by the moment & didn’t hesitate to reciproacte having mutual feelings.

Denmark

He was pleasantly stunned that there is a woman that likes him and can keep up with him. His antics can last for long spans of time.

Your vigor and determination to keep up with him made him want to be around you more.

He was glad that from the moment he met you that you were genuine and kind.

“Hey, Den! I’m bringing back breakfast for you. You look exhausted from the soccer game you had with the other Nordic yesterday. Be right back Den-y Boy.” You give him a smile that's as warm as a soft summer sunbeams kissing his pale side.

He adores you and enjoys having fun with you whether it's sword battles, playing video games, & hiking it’s all like a fun dream for him that he hopes is real.

Finland

Two sweethearts together is a perfect mix for both of you. Your romance will be like high-school sweethearts that do abide by the promise: “Till death do us part.”

The two of you truly enjoy every moment of being together. You’re always holding hands, trying out new bars, or finding scenic (and Instagramable) places to go and have a picnic.

When he packs you lunch for work he creates cute faces and such, along with sweet pun notes to help you get through a rough work day.

“I love you a LATTE Y/N.” have a great day . -Tino

The epitome of a sweet romance.

Germany

The man of muscle, hard work, and logic. Your sweet demeanor throws him for a loop and it wasn’t a fake type of sweetness that he was used to from other nations when they need him to do something for them or get them out of financial trouble. You were gentle and kind even though he could be overbearing and yell all the time. Your patience never wavered. You were fond of the German.

He likes to go in long walks with you with his two German Shepards and his grumpy cat.

He enjoys baking with you. It gives him a chance to show off his soft side that he seldom shows to anyone. It’s more than just his bulky muscles that interest you…but his soft heart with a stone face.

“You’re not as scary as they say.” You lightly press your warm palm against his pale skin and wipe some of the flour off the side of his lips and you bring him in for a deep kiss.

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goldenonigiri · 1 year

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GOLD’S CHRISTMAS SPECIAL

Title: A Yukon Christmas

Pairing: Buisnessman!Alfred x smalltown!Ivan

Word count: 1138

Date: 12/24/22

a/n: sowwy guys i got bored.

( I’m using this post for heavy reference.. )

“Yeah, the cabin I rented should be ‘round there, I’d say-” Matthew said over the phone, an audible grin could be detected. “Hey, knock that off, Gil-” he called faintly, chuckling.

“A’right, I’ll let ya go.” Alfred smiled, “Be safe,” he hung up, fingers tapping on the wheel of his rental. He was in the middle of the Yukon, driving to a small cabin his brother had rented for the holidays. The sportscar was probably a bad idea, he thought, with this weather… His thoughts were interrupted as a moose suddenly appeared from the underbrush and treeline just to his right.

He swerved, just missing it and going into the ditch. The obnoxious tune of Jingle Bell Rock played in the background as he angrily threw his head into the steering wheel. He groaned and rubbed his head against it, picking his phone back up. “Goddangit.. There probably ain’t any service out here- I guess I’ll just look at it myself.” He grabbed his mittens and heavy coat from the passenger seat.

He quickly tossed them on, climbing out of the expensive car. Yikes. That’s gonna hurt.. He stared at the slightly dented front that’d bumped into a rock or something. He leaned down, inspecting the tires. Great. One’s popped.. He grumbled to himself, looking back to the direction the moose had left in. “Darn that thing.” he uttered, getting back in. “Who the hell am I supposed to call.. This is the middle of nowhere.”

Just as those last words passed his lips, a heavy pickup truck came down the dirt road, slowing to a stop just a few meters in front of his car. After a few moments, a burly blonde man got out and walked over to his car. Alfred stared at the beautiful man with a quirked brow. What the cheese.

Alfred rolled down the window a bit so he could interact with the specimen. “Hello!” an evident Russian accent rolled off his tongue. “What’re you doing out here with a fancy car like that..?” he looked a bit dumbfounded, staring at Alfred as though he’d grown a few more heads.

“Yeah, well man, I didn’t know I’d be headed to the middle of nowhere!” he snapped. “Y’know of any trucking companies?” he questioned the large man.

“One moment please.” the large Russian man walked back to his truck, hopping in. He returned a few minutes later in a green and red tartan sweater and an impact wrench. What th-

He crouched to the ground and seemed to inspect the tire. He came back up before concluding, “Yeah, I don’t have that type on hand. I could take y’into town though n’ set somethin’ up with the repair company, da?” he smiled. Alfred reluctantly nodded, reaching to grab his suitcases and valuables, hopping out and following the man back to his truck, who was miraculously in his original attire.

“So, uh, whats y’er name?”

“Ivan Braginsky!” he smiled, putting some of Alfred’s bags into the back.

“Right, Ivan, so how long of a drive is it into town?” He checked his watch, fumbling with it.

“Ah, well-” Ivan pulled over a bridge and a sign came up.

NOW ENTERING LAKEVIEW, CANADA.

GODDA-

He stared into the beautiful scenery, rage filling his insides. Stupid moose. Well, nothing he could do about it, he sighed. “I’ll take you into the repairshop so you can get your paperwork settled!” he stopped at a light, turning to Alfred. His beautiful violet eyes sparkled, making Alfred’s heart palpitate.

“Uh- right, thanks.” he turned, looking out the window. The beautiful man turned back to the road ahead, and after a few minutes, he pulled into an autorepair shop sharing a last name with Ivan..Small town, probably just nothing, he reasoned. He waited for Alfred to exit before following suit, back in his tartan sweater. Odd..

The bell rang as Alfred entered, Ivan shortly behind. He walked up to the front desk and rang the bell about three times before Ivan passed him and walked around the counter. He smiled, pulling out a folder and flicking through it.

“Hello, mister..?” He paused, looking up towards Alfred in a kind yet businesslike manner.

“Ohh.. you work here..” Alfred nodded, pulling out an insurance card. The next hour passed filling out arduous paperwork. “Alright, it should be ready in about a week, since we’ll need to get the new tires in!” he smiled, taking the file to another room, coming back in his original attire.

“..Look man, whats with the outfit changes?” Alfred quirked a brow pointing at him.

“Whatever do you mean, Fredchka?” he smiled, tilting his head like a puppy.

“..Whatever, man. Can you take me to this address?” Alfred handed him a slip of paper Mattie had wrote the address on.

“Ah, of course! Would you like to go anywhere else, first?” he lead the way, bell ringing as he held the door open. Alfred passed under his arm with ease, as the burly man was several heads taller than him.

“Nah.. Jus’ wanna relax, man. Thanks for the help.” Alfred hopped into the passenger seat, clicked on his buckles, and fingergunned at Ivan as he got in.

“Man, this place is empty!” Alfred cried, searching through the cupboards for any sign of food.. A single morsel.. Empty! His lip quivered as he collapsed onto the back of the couch..How could this be… Matthew wouldn’t be here for another few days, his plane had gotten caught up in Germany. “No.. I must take matters into my own hands!!” he yelled, leaping up. He threw his fist towards the sky- or, wooden ceiling- heroically. “McDonalds- or whatever else i can find-, here I come!” he lunged for the door.

He only made it about 4 paces before deciding, I think i need shoes. He clothed himself in his winter attire before he began his arduous trek towards the nearest fast food joint he could find. He walked into the Tim Hortons, entranced by the menu.

“Hello! What can i get you?” A friendly yet familiar voice met his ears.

“Hi can i get an uhhh” Alfred stopped short, kicking the snow from his boots as his eyes met Ivan’s. In a pink and green shirt, this time.

“Alright man, is there anybody else in this town besides you?” he scowled.

“Why, of course there is, Fredchka! Otherwise, it wouldn’t classify as a town- you know, the minimum population for a town is 1,500!” He grinned. “So what would you like?”

Alfred sighed at the cute man, listing off half of the menu. Whatever.. If he was spending the holiday season here, might as well enjoy it-

“So uh.. Y’wanna come over later? To hang out- there’s not good cell service up here and I brought some games-”

“Da!”

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inactive-herbalist · 2 years

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𝓥𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮 𝓙𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓮 𝓓𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭

Hufflepuff • Pureblood • British/French • INFJ • Scorpio • Art Enthusiast • Egalitarian • Alchemist

A/N: Hey, I’m new to the OC game on Tumblr. I’ve been thinking about Violette for a while now, so I’m super excited to introduce her to you guys! She’s my first and holds a special place in my heart. If your OC’s interested in being friends, dorm mates or even a love interest send me a DM or comment under the post!

Name: Violette Jolie Durand

Meaning: Violette – Violet (the flower); Jolie – "Pretty" in French; Durand – comes from the Old French durant, meaning "enduring," derived from the Latin duruo, meaning "to harden or make strong"

Nicknames: Vio (by everyone), Lette (by her grandma), Bijou ("jewel" by her father)

Birthdate: November 20th, 18XX

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio Sun, Cancer Moon, Virgo Rising

Personality Type (MBTI): INFJ – The Advocat

Sexuality: heterosexual

Gender Identity: Witch (she/her)

Blood-Status: Pureblood

Nationality: French/British

Residence: London, England

Hometown: Montpellier, France

Languages: French; English; German; Spanish

Physical Appearance

Face Claim: Mckenna Grace? / Kyla Matthews? / Nora O’Neil / Mélanie Laurent

Hair: very light blond (white)

Eyes: light grey

Height: 171cm

Weight: 58kg

Body Type: tall, delicate

Skin Tone: light, warm

Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.):

mole in the centre of her right palm

mole on her left shoulder blade

small longish scar on her right ring-finger from a paper cut

Voice Claim: Barbara Pravi

Accent: when emotional or rambling, a slight french accent comes through otherwise RP British

What do they carry on them?: Her wand, a photograph of her and her family, oil pastels and a sketchbook, school stuff, enchanted protective gloves that she got from her deceased grandfather, notebook

Family

Mother: Amelia Ellenore Durand née Antubidasbin, second child of Irma Lucinda and Albin Liborius Antubidasbin. Ravenclaw, is great at Defence Against the Dark Arts, Herbology and Charms. Freelance artist, having her own galleries in Paris and London. Mathis and Amelia are childhood friends and got married right after their graduation. Soon Amelia gave birth to their first daughter, Violette. Used to work as an Auror. Activist and feminist. Used to take Violette too art circles and underground feminist gatherings. (FC:?, Taurus)

Father: Mathis Albert Durand, firstborn son of Albert Claude and Coraline Jolie Durand. Skilled duellist and Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministère des Affaires Magiques de la France. Comes from a rather rich and ancient family who know the Flamels. Great at Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts. Can speak with dragons. Taught his children how to defend themselves from a young age, scared that his position could put his family in danger. He’s a loving father and has a great relationship with all of his children. Sometimes feels overwhelmed with all the stress from work. Unwinds by spending time with his family, being silly or out in nature. Supports his wife, her art and activism, loves his family more than life. (FC: Ewan McGregor, Cancer)

Younger Sister: Celeste Avril is 2 years younger than Violette and a bit of a know it all. She likes to learn and has a knack for Astronomy, Asthmatics and Divination. Dreamer. Violette and Celeste bicker a lot but ultimately love each other very much. (Ravenclaw, Virgo, FC: Nastya Kusakina)

Younger Brother: Théodore Albin is 5 years younger than Violette. He’s a very curious young boy but tends to be a bit shy. He has a very close relationship to Violette and looks up to her. When in trouble she’s the first person he goes to. Loves magical creatures and they love him. Inherited the ability to speak with dragons. Emotional. (Hufflepuff, Pisces, FC: Freddie Highmore)

Backstory

The Durands were an ancient pureblood family from France that, held a significant impact among their peers. Begirded by myth, the Durands were said to possess the ability to understand and speak to dragons while said creatures would roam and guard their lands and fort.

Violette grew up in a rather loving and protected environment, away from the fort, in a smaller Chateau near it. Her father, the rightful heir to their myth-enshrouded estate, had rather left it in the hands of his brother, desiring a more conventional life for himself and his family. Although grown up away from the myths and legends, Violette was taught her family's lore and trained in all necessities before attending the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic where she would hone in on her natural affinity for alchemy/spagyric. She’d spend her summers bouncing back and forth between England and France.

In Violette's third year at Beauxbatons, her grandfather on her mother's side died under mysterious circumstances that have not been clarified to this day. Thereupon her parents decided to relocate to England to be closer to her now widowed grandmother, entailing a change of school for her and her sister.

the Durand Lineage/History

Magic

House: Hufflepuff

Best Class: Potions, Transfiguration, Herbology, DADA, later Alchemy

Worst Class: probably Flying, if any

Quidditch: –

Clubs: Duelling Club

Wand: Maple Wood, Phoenix Core, 13 1/2” Length, Slightly Yielding Flexibility

➔ I have often found that those chosen by maple wands are by nature travellers and explorers; they are not stay-at-home wands and prefer ambition in their witch or wizard, otherwise their magic grows heavy and lacklustre. Fresh challenges and regular changes of scene cause this wand to literally shine, burnishing itself as it grows, with its partner, in ability and status. This is a beautiful and desirable wood, and wand quality maple has been among the most costly for centuries. Possession of a maple wand has long been a mark of status, because of its reputation as the wand of high achievers.

Animagus: –

Boggart: her drowning

Riddikulus: turns into a mermaid cheerfully swimming through the room

Patronus: booted eagle

Patronus Memory: first underground feminist gathering her mom took her to

Mirror of Erised: her working with Nicolas Flamel, having her own family/being a mother

Amortentia (what she smells like): lavender, freshly printed books, vanilla, citrus, almond

Amortentia (what she smells): raspberries, worn leather, iodine, and ink

Magical Abilities: can speak with dragons and dragon-like creatures

Career

9–14: Student at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic

14–18: Student at Hogwarts

18–22: Alchemist apprentice of Nicolas Flamel; Freelance artist

22–??: Freelance/travelling Alchemist and Potion-maker

Joining Deaglán on his adventures, Violette focused on her work as a freelance alchemist and potion-maker. Her workspace neatly hidden away in her suitcase, ready to take it with her wherever they'd go. She'd pair up and learn from fellow colleagues all around the world, sometimes exhibiting her art in small galleries in the cities they’d stay in. Slowly but surely making a name for herself in both fields.

Personality & Attitude

Personality: kind, gentle and calm but steadfast in her beliefs, eager to work hard and learn more, feels a lot, great with people but likes to be alone or to be surrounded by close friends, doesn’t like seeing others being mistreated, even though not too talkative (only with people close to her) doesn’t shy away from discussions or voicing her thoughts and opinions, values integrity and kindness above all, has a deep desire to learn and grow

Strengths: creative, empathetic, tenacious, assertive (if need be), convincing, great duellist, affectionate

Weaknesses: very cautious and guarded around new people (she’s still nice tho), can be sensitive, perfectionist

Stressors: rarely showing signs of stress only when under a lot of pressure or in/on deep bodies of water (where she can’t stand)

Comfort: family and friends, alone with a good book and warm cup of tea, being out in nature, painting, summer rain, the ocean

Priorities: fairness, doing the "right" thing, her family and friends

Favourites

Colours: soft blue, off-white, lavender

Food: freshly backed french pastries

Drink: black tea with milk

Flowers: Lavender, Dahlia, Lilac

Books: North and South – Elizabeth Gaskell; Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen

Weather: warm and sunny, summer rain

Hobbies: art/painting, alchemy, reading, gardening, singing, playing the piano

Style: Violette grew up in a rather wealthy family, so she‘s always expected to look presentable but she doesn’t mind getting dirty. Usually prefers light and flowy clothes over overly constructed garments. Loves lace. Likes to wear pants from time to time.

Relationships

Significant Other/Love Interest: Deaglán Herrity @magicallymalted Violette met Deaglán in their shared Herbology class shortly after she transferred from Beauxbatons in her fourth year. They developed a casual friendship from interacting in class which turned into budding feelings after she helped him through a sudden bout of panic when confronting venomous tentaculas again in review for their NEWTs. They grew closer ever since and once they graduated from Hogwarts and went along their respective career paths, they wrote letters to each other and eventually reunited in Paris.

Best friend(s): tbd

Childhood best friend: Victor Abel Lyon

Friends:

Julian Flamel @potionboy3 Violette and Julian met in class and would occasionally sit together and chat. They quickly bonded over their shared experience of moving to England from France and their mutual interest in Alchemy, soon becoming casual friends. When Violette went to Paris during their last summer holidays to prepare for her upcoming apprenticeship, she came to know that the Flamels claimed not to have any relatives named Julian. A little hurt about her unexpected finding, she questioned him upon returning to Hogwarts, asking him why he had lied. This caused a bigger argument between the two and a period of showing each other the cold shoulder. After a while and after coming to his senses, Julian finally reached out to Violette, inquiring about what she had heard … slowly starting to question his mother's story himself. After their reconciliation and their trust in each other growing, the two became close friends.

Josie Edwards; Lottie Gallagher; Lysander Mercury @slytherindisaster

Delilah Sweets @usernoneexistent Delilah and Violette were alchemy buddies and would spend hours in the lab together. After Hogwarts, they would take the alchemy world by storm, support each other as co-workers and pave the way for more girls in this field.

Abraham Aurelius Henry Alden

Oscar Alatar Erdstern

Open for friendship requests :)

Children: tbd

Random HC:

loves her family to death, although Celeste can be a bit annoying and they bicker quite a lot, all of them support each other

admires her parent's relationship, it makes her insanely happy to see them so in love even after all these years (low-key wants a marriage like theirs)

if her life was a musical she'd be strutting through a field singing Belle (Reprise)

Violette's father uses a port key to travel back and forth between his office in Paris and his home in London

skilled at wandless magic; fierce duellist (has been trained by her day since a young age)

when she was little, befriended a Portuguese Long-Snout named 'Diaval' but called it 'Didi', she would play with it in the fields around the fort; has a broad knowledge about dragons

when she’s not with her friends, she spends a lot of her time in the greenhouse tending to magical plants, studying or just hanging out (she likes the quiet)

she’s used to big gatherings and balls but, if she can, sneaks away to quieter places every now and then; not really into this whole upper-class thing aside from the dancing and sometimes interesting conversations xD

supporter of social movements (of magical and non-magical nature)

loves lavender because it used to grow on the meadows around her house back in France

childhood trauma: when she was 3 years old she fell into a lake and almost drowned, her father was able to rescue her but she’s been scared of deep bodies of water ever since

likes to sing and has a beautiful voice but doesn't really do it in front of other people or big audiences, only her close ones get to hear it

dreams of going to Paris to work with and learn from Nicolas Flamel; her father's side of the family is friends with the Flamels

misses French pastries terribly, her Grandma sends some over from time to time

#hphl #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #mcs #ocs #aestehtic #moodboard #my ocs #hufflepuff #violette durand #hphl profile #wizarding world

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headingalaxys-spicy · 2 years

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How do you think America, Canada, Sweden and Denmark would react to an s/o who thinks it’s amusing to flirt and tease them but basically pops a blood vessel any time it happens to them?

Since you didn’t say Yandere. I’m not going to write it as such.

I’ll add Swedens part in the morning. It’s 1:30am and I have no idea how the hell it got that late.

🇺🇸America 🇺🇸

He loves you but his ego is the size of Jupiter. Anyone who’s not aware that the two of you are together must have been living under a rock. It’s difficult to ignore his faux sweet/menacing stare from across the room with the person who’s trying to impress you. Within 5 minutes or less they will feel his vibrant blues staring back as he approaches.

“Hey there nice to meet you Alfred F. Jones. Nice to meet you. I’m y/n’s s/o.”

He’s going to grip the living hell out of the person who was flirting with you. For the rest of the night, Alfred will be stuck to you like glue and he will embarrass you. He will introduce himself to anyone you talk to as your hero.

When others flirt with him.

Your blood is basically hot lava when you see many who flock to him. He’s an attractive blonde and that’s the price you pay for it. Because people want Mo-moa him. He’ll allow people to fawn over him until he sees your cute face practically overflowing with magma and steaming coming out of your ears. He’ll waltz over to you and won’t be Loki in his endeavors to embarrass you in a sweet way.

“Ladies and Gentlemen meet the one who is Robin my heart y/n my cute S/O!” He’ll kiss you delicately on the lips as people take photos, gasp, pout, or stare in awe at the spectacle.

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If you managed to get into a relationship with sweet maple boy, then congratulations he trusts you and that's a rare thing for someone who’s been abandoned so often. Meaning he does have enough self-esteem to let people flirt with you without the overwhelming fear that someone will take you from him. He’ll glance in your direction every once in a while. If you body language reads as neutral he’s not going to worry about you. Remember this mans has got faith in you. And no one wants to see sweet Mattie cry. He eventually wanders over to you and sees what is going on in your conversation. When it’s confirmed that you’re not taking the bait that the person is giving out Matthew is likely to relax. His savaged heart is soothed. He will give you a quick peck on the cheek. But trust me when I say that the person whos flirting does get a slightly dirty look from his violet irises.

When people try to flirt with him

It’s going to fly over his head. He won’t understand the subtle cues too well.

Also, you won his heart by being over the top and giving him a teddy bear.

Or he will make it really obvious that he’s disinterested that the has a cute S/O and will proceed to talk about you at length.

By the time you approach him the steam coming from your ears has subsided and replaced with slight embarrassment. You wanted to say something scathing to the person who dared to try and take your man. But considering they’re already getting an earful about how you're his sweet maple you don’t see the need to say anything.

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Another who is confident in you and the relationship that you share. He’s the life of the party and plenty of people surround him as they gawk at his antics. He may be a party animal but that does not me he does not have his eyes on you through the duration of the party. He will saunter over to you and your talking partner and interject.

“WHOS DOWN FOR A COMPETITIVE DRINKING GAME!” His laugh fills your ears and leaves a ring.

The game is Cards Against Humanity with a twist: Whoever wins each round has to take a shot of Akvivit. Whether or not you consider that punishment or reward is up to you. I drink like an Irishman so you better believe I’m tryna win. I hope you have a strong liver because this spiky-haired blonde knows how to keep a party going until dawn.

When people flirt with him

He’s going to shrug them off and try to steer the conversation in a different direction. If the person that is flirting with him continues to try to score with him. He’s going to get weird with them and start talking about how Ikea furniture can turn into a superhero robot. To make it even more awkward he will do dumb poses and insist on getting that person drunk.

“Hey! Bartender! can I get some of the strongest shit you got!?”

When he sees you careening toward shim with rage in your eyes he will be curt with that person and likely leave them drunk out of their mind. Also, Matthias is horny as hell a lot of the time and he wants his booty when he gets home and he will do anything not to jeopardize that.

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The Black Pearl Brigade chapter 15: Shining Diamond, part 1 (originally posted on July 18, 2022)

AN: At long last, the two-part series finale to The Black Pearl Brigade is here! Almost everything that I've been building up to over the past fourteen chapters will all come to this, so strap in everyone, this is going to be one crazy rollercoaster! Or at least, the best rollercoaster that I can make.

Synopsis: While the Diamonds are away, Cinnabar uses this as a chance to conquer Homeworld, and the Pearls must stop her.

Cast:

Deedee Magno-Hall as The Black Pearl Brigade, Black Pearl Guards

Avi Roque as Cinnabar

Awkwafina as Kyanite

Allison Janney as Pyrite

Kimberly Brooks as Dalmatian Jasper

Zehra Fazal as Zoisite

Lena Hall as Bloodstone

Jodie Whittaker as Xenotime

Dee Bradley Baker as Concretes, George, Elaine, Cosma

Christine Pedi as Holly Blue Agate, Fire Agate

Hayley Kiyoko as Morganite, Violet Morganite

Casey Lee Williams as Cat's Eye

Charlyne Yi as Navy

Matthew Moy as Lars

Kathleen Fisher as Fluorite

Enuka Okuma as Rhodonite

Ashly Burch as Rutile Twins

Erica Luttrell as Padparadscha Sapphire, Orange Sapphire

Christine Baranski as Hessonite

Olivia Olson as Citrine

Nicole Sullivan as Sylvia Spectre

Kathleen Barr as Púrén

Alex Newell as Mozanite

Uzo Aduba as Bismuth Guards

Miriam Hyman as Bismuth Guards

Shelby Rabara as Peridots

"Darkness, all I know is darkness." Xenotime morosely monologued to herself in a prison cell. "I have no one to trust anymore. They have all abandoned me due to my arrogance. And now, there is no one left to stand up for me anymore. All that is left is the soul-crushing reality of loneliness." However, her despair was cut off by her jailmate pounding on the wall between their cells.

"WILL YOU KEEP IT DOWN?!" Cat's Eye yelled. "Your whining is so annoying!"

"Like you're one to talk, Little Miss 'I Was Once One Of Homeworld's Biggest High-Rollers Only To Lose Everything Because I Was Outsmarted By a Pearl'!" Xenotime argued with Cat's Eye.

"Hey, keep it down in there, you two!" the Bismuth standing guard ordered the bickering prisoners.

In the time that passed since the Rutile Rebels' base on Revanche 666 was destroyed, the facility was quickly rebuilt to serve as a prison for any supporters that the Black Pearl Brigade had arrested on their missions. Xenotime happened to be one of its many prisoners, and her jail mates included a Violet Morganite, an Orange Sapphire, and a Fire Agate. But some of its most notable inmates were Holly Blue Agate, Morganite, Cat's Eye, and the Ruby commonly known as Navy. Serving as its faculty were numerous Black Pearls that were rehabilitated by the Diamonds, along with many Bismuths and Peridots that formerly belonged to Demantoid.

"You cannot keep us in here for long!" Holly Blue yelled from her confinement. "Black Rutile will attain victory over the Crystal Gems, and she will free us from the prison you put us in!"

"Yeah, right." A Peridot replied with a sneer. "So you can go back to being an irritating bootlicker."

"She's right, you know." Fire Agate waspishly agreed. "There's a reason why so many Gems hate you. You're not only just so abusive, even by our standards, but also completely incompetent at your job as well. I mean, the Crystal Gems could only get away with ruining your life because you didn't notice that the Pearl didn't bother covering her star!"

The other Gems began erupting in laughter at Holly's expense, at least until one of the Black Pearls calmed them down. "Quiet, all of you!" the Pearl commanded her prisoners.

"Yes, ma'am." The imprisoned Gems obediently replied just as alarms began going off, catching the Pearls' attention as they raced to investigate what was happening.

"What's going on?" Morganite asked.

"It's a riddle!" Navy exclaimed cheerfully.

"I wouldn't get your hopes up." Orange Sapphire declared. "It would take a miracle for something to go our way."

Contrary to Orange Sapphire's defeatist attitude, a miracle was indeed coming to rescue them. Fresh off abandoning Torius Vosania and pitting the crime lord against the Pearls so she could cover her tracks, Cinnabar had piloted a Vosania Syndicate ship to fly to Revanche 666. She was plotting a massive breakout to bolster her ranks and conquer Homeworld in the name of her superior and old teacher Black Rutile.

"Look at this. Our old base now a symbol of oppression." Dalmatian Jasper sighed disdainfully. "How did it come to this?"

"Well, you won't have to worry any longer, my friends!" Pyrite declared as she handed each of Cinnabar's colleagues a laser gun to use. "With some help from Bloodstone and Cinnabar, I give you all what I call Rejuvenation Blasters. They're essentially an upgraded form of Black Rutile's override command, which means one zap of these can reduce a Gem to what they originally were made to do with no trace of who they became."

"Whoa, cool!" Kyanite exclaimed and began pointing her Rejuvenation Blaster around before Cinnabar put a stop to her reverie.

"Don't point that thing and accidentally hit one of us!" Cinnabar yelled angrily. "Pyrite just said these blasters will reset a Gem to their original settings!"

"I'm sorry Cinnabar!" Kyanite shrank down in fear of criticism from her boss. "Please don't hurt me!"

"No, no, I won't." Cinnabar said nonchalantly. "With these blasters, we can strengthen our army once again and release all of our allies from this prison. Since the Pearls are probably too occupied with stopping Torius Vosania right now, that will give us the chance to take everyone by surprise. Zoisite!"

"Landing as we speak, my Cinnabar." Zoisite announced as she sat at the pilot's seat and began bringing the Vosania ship closer to the prison. "This should be fun."

"Attention intruders, come out with your hands up!" a Black Pearl commanded the ship's occupants as she and five other Pearls surrounded the vessel in the prison's docking bay. "If you do not comply, we will have to resort to drastic measures!"

"You see, that's the thing." Dalmatian Jasper stated as she disembarked from the ship with Rejuvenation Blaster in hand. "I only have one hand." Using that very hand, DJ then fired at the leading Black Pearl, sending a shock to her system as she writhed in pain before collapsing to the floor. Seconds later, the other Black Pearls were greeted with the revolting sight of their leader rising up with no sense of emotion or identity, and she had only one thing to say.

"All hail Black Rutile." The Pearl droned ominously. Fearing what Cinnabar could do to the rest of them, the remaining guards decided to flee to try and keep the intruders at bay.

"Code red, everyone, it's Cinnabar!" another Black Pearl exclaimed before she was zapped with a Rejuvenation Blaster, reducing her to yet another thrall of Black Rutile's will. "All hail Black Rutile."

The other four Pearls immediately made a break for it, not caring that Cinnabar and her colleagues were in hot pursuit and following them to the main prison area. But by the time they finally reached their destination, the real carnage began. Pearls were being shot down left and right while Gems were released from their cells, starting a massive prison riot. Despite their efforts, the Bismuths and Peridots were overpowered by Cinnabar's superior numbers as she did a few quick errands during the chaos.

"Cinnabar, is that you?!" Xenotime gasped as Cinnabar hacked into the timekeeper's cell to free her from her imprisonment. "What is the meaning of this?! What's all the rioting for?!"

"I was simply buying myself time while breaking all of you out." Cinnabar explained herself. "And yes, that means you too, Xenotime. I have plans for you now involving a certain little planet."

"You mean I'm going back to Homeworld?" Xenotime asked her commander. "I can assure you; I have long since abandoned any thirst for power; you can count on me!"

"Oh no, you're not the only one." Cinnabar corrected Xenotime as she handed her a Rejuvenation Blaster before releasing Holly Blue, Fire Agate, Morganite, Violet Morganite, Cat's Eye, Orange Sapphire, and Navy from their cells as well. She then quickly handed them their own Rejuvenation Blasters to use against the prison staff. "Use these to reprogram whatever Gems employed at this dirt pile you can find. Once you are done, meet me back at the docking bay."

"I am most grateful for your timely arrival, Cinnabar." Morganite bowed to her fellow Gem rebel with her hands clasped. "I am forever in your debt."

"Please, you're making me blush." Cinnabar giggled jokingly before turning serious again. "Now then, get to work!"

At that command, the freed rebels began descending the prison into chaos. Almost an hour passed before every Pearl was subjected to the override command and forced to serve the Rutile Rebels once more. As for the Bismuths and Peridots, they were forced on their knees as Cinnabar looked down upon them with a wicked smirk, ready to execute whichever one of them spoke out against her.

"Why?!" a Peridot gasped in disbelief that Cinnabar was still active. "Why?!" Cinnabar did not answer, instead summoning her sword from her gem and using it to stab the Peridot in hers, shattering her.

"How utterly pathetic that we were able to overwhelm you all this easily." Cinnabar declared, her voice echoing throughout the prison. "Now then, we are standing here right now with 20,000 hardcore rebels wrongfully imprisoned here throughout the Brigade's existence. There may be thousands more of these Gems back on Homeworld, but I believe we are better equipped for a fight than they'll ever be."

"How so, my Cinnabar?" Holly Blue asked.

"We have recently pitted the crime lord Torius Vosania against our traitorous Pearl friends," Bloodstone revealed, eliciting gasps from the freed Gems at the thought of their acting leader siding with someone like Torius. "And once he is defeated, we can swoop in and quickly take control of his forces that he brought to Homeworld, thus giving us the military might to take Homeworld by force."

"Very astute observation, Bloodstone." Cinnabar nodded. "And that reminds me, I have Gems still on the inside who should be informing me of what's going on right about now." After pulling out a black, octahedral communicator and giving it a few turns, the communicator levitated in the air before displaying the fall of Torius Vosania, live from Homeworld for all the Gems to see. "Just as I predicted."

"Yeah, Homeworld, here we come!" Kyanite cheered and convinced the others to start rejoicing as well, for their home planet would soon be theirs to conquer. As the former prisoners celebrated, Holly Blue looked at Cinnabar and smiled. Not an evil smile, but a genuine one.

"Why Cinnabar," Holly Blue declared proudly. "I think Black Rutile would be so proud of you."

"Her applause is all I need." Cinnabar responded. "Now come, to our brightest day!"

With 20,000 formerly imprisoned Gems on her side, plus dozens of reprogrammed Black Pearls and her five lieutenants, Cinnabar took swift control of the Vosania Syndicate as soon as she returned to Homeworld and began reigning terror over her former home planet. Everything she had been planning for had all come to this. And all it took was taking by surprise the Pearls that had been a thorn in her side for too long.

As the restored Rutile Rebels, now aided by the forces of the Vosania Syndicate, began laying waste to a Homeworld fresh off the fall of Torius Vosania and without the Diamonds to protect them, Holly Blue took a moment to gaze upon the carnage below her as she watched the invasion from the Vosania Syndicate's mothership. "Ah, giving inferior lifeforms their just desserts is so sweet, isn't that right Cinnabar?"

"Yes, Era 3 left them completely powerless to fight back against us." Cinnabar responded with a smirk. "Their armies are no more, and now the Diamonds have abandoned them in favor of Earth. Once we enslave this planet, we can contact Black Rutile and have her take her rightful place as the ruler of all Gems."

"But Cinnabar, what of the Black Pearl Brigade?" Navy asked, bringing up a screen of the Pearls trying their best to stop the chaos.

"I believe it's about time we bring them over to our side." Cinnabar proudly stated before preparing a Rejuvenation Blaster and turning to Xenotime. "Xenotime, I have a job for you."

"Let me guess, eliminate the Pearls and bring them to you?" Xenotime asked, turning to Cinnabar in a disturbingly inhuman fashion with a smile to match. "I will do as I'm told."

"You sure you're not just lying through your teeth and plotting revenge for having your takeover plot on Blacropolis foiled?" Cat's Eye wondered with a purr.

"Why yes, I am still irate about that," Xenotime declared. "but I'm a changed Gem now. No more megalomaniacal schemes, I am all over that."

"You keep telling yourself that." Morganite frowned sardonically while Xenotime left to get revenge on the Pearls for exposing her back at the party.

Down on Homeworld's surface, the Pearls, Hessonite, Citrine, the Light Prisms, Sylvia Spectre, and Mozanite worked side by side to contain the Cinnabar threat, fighting forcibly reprogrammed Black Pearls, ex-con Gems, and Tenno soldiers reactivated by Bloodstone while trying to think of a plan to stop Cinnabar.

"So, we're just eight Gems, three Light Prisms, and a space heroine against the apprentice of a terrorist and her new army she stole from another terrorist." Tails said while shooting down Tenno. "Anyone got any bright ideas?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Citrine responded. "I mean, here we are with nothing but our wit and our will to save all of Gemkind! Do you think that will be enough?!"

"Maybe it can, but we could use a little more!" Hessonite replied courageously. "Someone buy me time, I have a call to make!"

"On it!" Sylvia exclaimed as she phased out of view and began taking out Tenno and Gems while leading Hessonite somewhere safe for her to call up help. "Over here!"

"Your help is greatly appreciated." Hessonite thanked Sylvia as she went into hiding and opened her communicator. "Hello, Lars? I think now I need your help. Cinnabar's back."

Just then, Mozanite noticed a shadow with an alarm clock-like head hiding in the shadows as she crawled towards the group. "Uh, Prisms, you're seeing this too, right?"

George, Elaine and Cosma tried yelling for Hessonite to turn around, but unfortunately, it was too late as Xenotime suddenly froze time.

"Captain's log, date May 4, 2018." Lars narrated to himself as the Sun Incinerator cruised through the final frontier where no man had gone before. "It's been a routine few weeks ever since our last encounter with any Rutile Rebels. With how quiet everything has been lately, sometimes I wonder if maybe it's time I head back to Earth for a visit at some point."

"Lars is going to monologue to himself again about current events." Padparadscha Sapphire observed while at her station.

"You've been doing that quite a lot lately, captain." Fluorite added while emerging from below deck. "You said it keeps you busy while reminding you of those Earth shows, right?"

"You bet it does." Lars responded. "Still would be nice to get a little action again. Maybe we just need something to get us on the right path." Suddenly, the Incinerator's computer systems began beeping as a message from far off popped up, urging the recipients to open it. "Oh, speak of the devil! Does anyone want to open it?"

"I'll do it!" Rhodonite exclaimed and began playing the message. From what the Off-Colors and their human captain could gather, Hessonite was shown in the middle of a great battle on a familiar planet. "Look, it's Hessonite!"

"Hello, Lars? I think now I need your help. Cinnabar's back." Hessonite stated. "Cinnabar has taken over the Vosania Syndicate and launched a full-scale attack on Homeworld while the Diamonds are away! She also seems to have released all the Rutile Rebels captured by the Brigade from prison! Please, the Pearls and I need your help!" Just then, Xenotime popped out of nowhere, freezing time around Hessonite and knocking her out cold while causing the message to cut off.

"Vosania Syndicate, as in Torius Vosania?!" Lars shouted as the message ended. "Aw, man, I would've loved to go up against him!"

"Regardless, they still need our help!" the left Rutile said before turning to her twin.

"Right, all engines, full power!" the right Rutile added and began setting the ship up to blast off.

"We are heading to Homeworld to help Hessonite and the Pearls!" Padparadscha cheered before the Sun Incinerator began flying towards Homeworld.

The Sun Incinerator finally reached Homeworld in record time, allowing Lars and the Off-Colors to get up close and personal with the destruction Cinnabar brought to the planet and the Gems. Ships and troopers belonging to the Vosania Syndicate began getting things under control when they arrived, forcing Gems into organized lines as they were ordered to give up the freedom Era 3 had given them all. None of them were thrilled to be forced to obey Cinnabar's commands, and neither were the Off-Colors as they watched with shock and confusion over what had happened.

"Wow, did we miss a lot." Lars declared in horror as he saw the Rutile Rebels' sigil planted everywhere they looked. "Come on guys, let's find somewhere safe to land so we can group up with the others."

"I don't think that'll be possible." Rhodonite answered shakily, pressing a button that showed her captain that every likely place for the Sun Incinerator to land had currently been occupied. "From what I can see here, any Gem that tries to land anywhere on Homeworld will be dealt with, if you get what I mean."

"Rhodonite is going to suggest an alternative to landing." Padparadscha declared.

"Exactly my point!" Rhodonite exclaimed. "I think we should try shooting down any ships that try to cross our path."

"Good idea Rhodonite." Fluorite agreed with her fellow fusion's plan. "You've certainly come a long way, dear."

"Thank you." Rhodonite blushed shyly before turning to Lars. "Okay, Lars, you ready?"

"Always ready." Lars replied as he turned on the ship's loudspeakers to make his declaration. "Hey, Rutile Rebels!" he called out to the insurgent Gems. "Guess who's back on Homeworld with a vengeance! That's right; it's the man, the myth, the legend, Lars of the Stars!" He took a moment to pause before revealing the Sun Incinerator's weapons. "NOW EAT THIS, SUCKERS!"

The Sun Incinerator then opened fire on every enemy ship trying to attack them. Many ships fell to the Off-Colors' ferocious onslaught as Lars let out a maniacal laugh in triumph. "Video games have taught me so well!"

"Lars is going for an all-out attack!" Padparadscha exclaimed.

"This oughta show 'em!" the Rutiles added as they kept firing the ship's armaments. Suddenly, however, time began to freeze around the Off-Colors as Xenotime entered the spaceship, having snuck in without anyone noticing.

"Oh, Lars, didn't expect to see you here." Xenotime cackled as the timekeeper stroked Lars's frozen face. "Cinnabar would definitely want to see you and your off-color friends as well, especially after what I did to the Pearls." She then smugly tossed Lars off his captain's chair and took her seat in it before returning time to its normal flow, allowing the undead human to discover her presence.

"Xenotime?!" Lars screamed as he got up from where Xenotime threw him. "How did you get here?!"

"Stopping time. What else?" Xenotime snidely responded. "Ooh, this is a very nice chair you got here. You stole it from Emerald, right?"

"Captain Lars, we've been boarded!" Padparadscha yelped. "By Xeno-"Xenotime then shut the Sapphire up by zooming towards her and stabbing Paddy with her gear-shaped wrist blades, poofing her.

"She was only ever good for stating the obvious and thinking people will laugh." Xenotime rolled her eyes under her helmet before turning to the other Off-Colors, who were now enraged by how she took out their friend. "Anyone else care to join her?"

"You monster!" Fluorite roared as she dropped her grandmotherly persona in favor of charging at Xenotime like a raging beast. Xenotime thought quickly and froze once again with a snap of her fingers before lunging at Fluorite with her arm-blades at the ready, poofing the six-Gem fusion without a second thought and letting out a mighty "WRRRRYYYY!" Xenotime then took out Rhodonite and the Rutile twins, poofing them with just as little effort because she had that little faith in their possible fighting abilities.

When Xenotime snapped her fingers once again to restore the flow of time, Lars was left as the sole survivor of her massacre of his crew, the one thing that kept him sane while he was first marooned on Homeworld and began making his mark as Lars of the Stars. Now they're all gone, and it was all thanks to this sociopathic megalomaniac standing with her arms akimbo and a cocky grin on her face.

Lars couldn't take it anymore, so he let out the only insult for Xenotime he could come up with as he let his young adult anger overtake him. "YOU BITCH!" Charging straight at the timekeeper without a thought on his mind, Lars used his musti-yuddha skills to gain the upper hand against Xenotime. Still, her thousands of years of experience, combined with her unnatural body movements, allowed the controller of time to be an even match for the pink boy.

"Let's see you get off on taking away my friends after I do this!" Lars screamed like an animal as he punched Xenotime straight in her visor, smacking her so hard that her hair started ringing like alarm clock bells. Xenotime had no time to deal with Lars any longer, so she knocked him out in one fell swoop.

"We had some intruders that I felt like dealing with." Xenotime declared while speaking to Holly Blue through the Sun Incinerator's communications system. "I shall bring them in posthaste."

"Exemplary work, Xenotime." Holly complimented her fellow insurgent. "You know, maybe you have changed after all."

"I'm only doing as I feel like doing." Xenotime replied before ending the call and beginning to pilot the Sun Incinerator towards the Syndicate mothership.

As Homeworld continued descending into organized chaos, Cinnabar gazed upon her masterwork with a pleased grin on her face. She could imagine only how elated Black Rutile would be of her old student as the Rutile took her rightful place as supreme ruler of all Gemkind after destroying the Crystal Gems once and for all.

As Cinnabar began picturing the praises that would no doubt be showered upon her, she felt like giving one last grandiloquent speech for the road. "My friends, it has often been said that I like war." She declared to the troops standing with her on the mothership. "Friends, I like war. NO! Friends. I. LOVE. WAR. I love genocide; I love destruction, I love causing confusion and delay, I love chaos, I just love every act of war that can occur on this or any other planet."

Cinnabar continued her speech, thriving in how much she worshipped the subject matter Black Rutile had carefully taught her for thousands of years. "My heart leaps with joy whenever there are enemies that try their best to resist, only to have their hopes completely dashed by our superior numbers and firepower. And the sight of traitors being strung up like the cowardly wretches they are is just as much an irresistible pleasure." Then her sadistic smile faded, as if mourning the loss of someone she cared for so deeply. "But unfortunately, it seems now that I am forbidden from doing what I love doing, what I was meant to do. But thanks to all of you, my love for war has been reignited."

The Gems began chanting while pulling their weapons from their gems, bellowing in reverence of Cinnabar, Black Rutile, and the Rutile Rebels' just cause. "My friends, all I ask for is war." Cinnabar continued. "A war so grand that it shall make the cosmos quiver! We may be but a large battalion, but we will remind all Gems what they were meant to be! We will remind them what it means to be warriors, to take what's ours with no remorse for who we take it from! My friends, all I ask is to bring them all hell."

Just then, Fire Agate arrived from Cinnabar's left and began delivering her some good news. "My Cinnabar, we have just received word that Xenotime has successfully captured the Black Pearl Brigade." She revealed to Cinnabar's delight. "We've also just learned that the Off-Colors have arrived on Homeworld as well, only for all of them to be poofed while Lars was knocked unconscious, and their ship claimed by Xenotime."

"Ah, that is music to my ears." Cinnabar declared happily before she began to walk away from her troops. "The rest of you, keep spreading Black Rutile's good word. I shall attend to some old friends of mine."

The past few minutes were all a blur for the Pearls. One moment, they were busy fighting rebel Gems and Tenno alongside Hessonite's team, Sylvia and the Prisms; the next, they found themselves taken prisoner by their old foe Xenotime. They barely even realized that the timekeeper had returned to get her revenge on them because she took them all by surprise after freezing time to capture all five of them plus their allies. With no knowledge of what could be in store for them, the Pearls were shoved inside the same interrogation room where their adventures first began.

"Did anyone know what just happened?" Cap gasped in shock.

"I haven't the foggiest what had occurred either." Braids replied, just as alarmed at their current circumstances. "Did anyone catch Xenotime either?"

"I barely got a glimpse of her." Tails answered. "It's almost as if Cinnabar released every Gem we've ever defeated."

"Then how come we're only seeing one of them?" IQ asked. "Seems like kind of a waste of time if you're only going to put one Gem to use."

"Still, I can't believe we lost that easily." Pony declared. "And who knows? Maybe it'll be the last time we'll lose altogether, depending on what Cinnabar does to us."

"We did indeed have some good times together." Braids remarked nostalgically. "Remember when we visited Sergione-29? That was a fun planet to hang out on, prejudice aside."

"Yeah, that gave me some really good character growth there." Pony responded. "Or what about getting invited to a Brain Brawl? I had a lot of fun there too!"

"Yeah, why can't we go back to the old days of having adventures and fighting evil together?" IQ replied, now shedding tears of nostalgia. "Because right now, I'd give anything to get those times back."

"Me too." Tails sighed in defeat as she started crying as well. "Guess this really is it. No matter what happens, I hope we can still be a family regardless."

"Ditto." Cap concurred with her sniper. "Makes me wonder how Púrén and Sculder are doing." As the Pearls began sharing a tearful goodbye, the door to the interrogation room opened, and in stepped Cinnabar with a pair of Concretes by her side, cutting their touching scene short as Cap glowered at her Rutile Rebel counterpart. "You!"

"I have to admit, Pearls, your sense of family is one of the things I find most admirable about you five." Cinnabar stated snidely. "Well, that and your refusal to know when you should give up. However, neither will be useful against me anymore, for I hold all the cards now."

"It does not matter how many cards you hold; good will triumph in the end!" Braids yelled at Cinnabar before she tried to punch one of her accompanying Concretes, only to be met with a bruised hand. "Ouch! Curse you!"

"Where is everyone else?" IQ asked Cinnabar.

"As you may know, I sent down Xenotime to deal with any remaining threats to my power," Cinnabar proclaimed. "which means that not only are your Off-Color friends my prisoners, but also Hessonite & Citrine, that Coalition brat, the Light Prisms and that Mozanite you dragged along as well. We have also sought to claim your ship and your android companion for ourselves."

"Whatever you monsters do with Púrén and Sculder, I swear I'll make you pay!" IQ screamed angrily.

"What do you plan for us now?" Cap asked, just as furious at their archnemesis.

"You know, over these past few months, I think I've had an epiphany." Cinnabar declared. "With all that's been happening lately, you've all certainly grown in both skill and personality, which is why I wish to make you an offer." Before the Pearls could answer, she immediately cut them all off. "I think we should let bygones be bygones and maybe start working together, I could even make you commanders of my new army!" She then extended her hand. "What do you say, Pearls?"

Unfortunately, none of the Pearls took the offer. Instead, Braids took Cinnabar's hand, curled it into a fist, and used it to punch her in the face repeatedly. "Oh my, why are you hitting yourself?! Do you have that little faith in your own abilities?!"

"Oh ha ha, the old why are you hitting yourself ploy, very funny." Cinnabar sneered, stopping herself mid-punch before flipping Braids to the floor. "I only want us to be friends here. Is it really that hard?"

"Of course it's that hard when you're plotting to conquer us all!" Pony stated. "Admit it, you're just a diet Black Rutile. Fitting as you were her apprentice."

"I am far beyond what my master is!" Cinnabar yelled back. "I am my own Gem these days, and none of you can ever change that!"

"Touched a nerve there, haven't we?" IQ snickered evilly while pretending to adjust a pair of imaginary glasses. "It seems you're rather touchy about living up to Black Rutile's expectations, aren't you?"

"You're lying!" Cinnabar snapped in embarrassment. "And I'm going to make sure you never lie again, friends." She then turned to her Concrete companions. "Bring the Brigade to the stand. It's high time I finally execute them for their crimes."

"Oh, my head." Lars moaned as he slowly regained consciousness. Though his vision was blurry, he could barely make out the shapes of Hessonite and Citrine, along with Sylvia Spectre cradling his throbbing head in her hands. "Did I die and go to beautiful alien woman heaven? Oh wait, I can't die."

"No, we're prisoners now." Sylvia declared as Lars finally came to, and he realized what had just happened.

"Oh no, where am I?!" Lars yelled worriedly. "Where are the Off-Colors, the Prisms! Mozanite!"

"Hey, calm down human. They're all fine." Kyanite declared as she stepped into the interrogation room to confront her four guests. "We're just going to shatter the Gems and reset the Prisms back to their original setting later, that's all."

"You monsters!" Citrine yelled as she pinned Kyanite against the wall. "If you want to hurt any of our friends, you're gonna have to get through me first!" Unfortunately for Citrine, her threats proved utterly empty as Kyanite freed herself from the vigilante quartz's trap and thoroughly trounced her in the most one-sided fight she had ever fought.

"Let's make one thing clear, Citrine." Kyanite growled with a foot pinning Citrine to the ground as a way of threatening her other prisoners, the opposite of the pleasant sycophant she always presented herself as. "I'm not in here with you, you're in here with me! Let me clue you all in, you are all in danger, and that danger is me! A Gem opens the door and gets poofed, you think that of me? No, I am the one who knocks!"

"Oh my, so forceful." Hessonite began trembling in fear of Kyanite's more brutal demeanor. "This is a side of you I never saw before."

"Yeah, why are you only now breaking this out?" Lars asked. "This seems completely out of nowhere!"

"You may think I just pulled it out of my butt, and you're kinda right." Kyanite replied nonchalantly. "I just never had the right opportunity to act this way."

"So, what will happen to us?" Sylvia asked Cinnabar's bodyguard.

"Once we're done with the Pearls, we have plans for the rest of you." Kyanite explained. "You shall be imprisoned in the tower, where you shall await your punishments. Hessonite, Citrine, and Mozanite will be shattered along with the Off-Colors for their treasonous crimes against Black Rutile's new Homeworld order. The Prisms shall be reverted to their original functions as tools of war." While Hessonite gritted her teeth in anger and Citrine looked down ashamedly, Kyanite then looked at Lars and Sylvia. "And as for you two, we shall send Sylvia back to the Coalition as a declaration of war. But for Lars, well, Bloodstone would love to learn the secrets of your immortality."

"Oh no, I'm gonna get dissected." Lars predicted shakily. "Please, I don't care what you do to me, just leave all my friends on Earth out of this!"

"Sorry, pinkie boy, but I'm afraid Earth will be our next stop once Homeworld is ours to control." Kyanite laughed smugly just as a Concrete stepped through the door, catching her attention. "Hold on, gotta take this." She then turned around to walk over to the Concrete, who began speaking in groans that she could somehow understand. "Yeah? I see. Uh-huh. Okay? Got it." Her conversation ended, and the bodyguard returned to her captives as the Concrete walked away. "Good news you guys, you're getting front row seats to the Brigade's execution!"

"No!" Lars, Hessonite, and Citrine cried out in horror at the news.

"You won't get away with this!" Sylvia added furiously.

"You know, they always say we won't get away with this, even though we've already done it." Kyanite pondered. "Why do people keep saying that?"

A few hours later, Cinnabar and her cohorts had the Pearls lined up for all their fellow Gems to see. Lars, Team Hessonite, and Sylvia were also there, now forced to watch from the sidelines as their friends were set to be wiped off all discernible personality traits. "Gems of the Rutile Rebels, lend me your ears!" Cinnabar announced loudly. "At long last, our finest hour has finally come! With the Diamonds away from Homeworld and Torius Vosania imprisoned for his crimes, we now have all we need to restore the Gem race to our former glory!" The assembled insurgents began cheering in response. "Now we have no one left to oppose us! And to anyone that still won't obey, I suggest you pack your things and leave, or fight us all and die!"

"You know, being a rebel isn't bad after all." Cat's Eye meowed. "I didn't care for Black Rutile's goals at first, but after the Crystal Gems ruined my life and I was turned from high-roller to criminal, I think maybe she does have the right idea."

"Glad you could finally join us, Cat." Holly Blue grinned at the aristocrat turned failed lawyer.

"I bet the boss will be pleased as punch with what we've done with the place." Morganite commented while standing next to Navy. "Now I can finally regain all the attention the Crystal Gems have stolen from me and put my talents to good use again."

"I agree!" Navy cheered. "Eyeball will be so happy with how I helped."

"Enough talk, all of you!" Cinnabar ordered while arming herself with a Rejuvenation Blaster that she presented to the audience. "I present to you all the latest in disciplinary technology, the Rejuvenation Blaster, developed as a collaborative effort between myself and two of my servants, Pyrite and Bloodstone." Pyrite began blushing, and Bloodstone beamed with pride as their efforts were applauded. "Using an override command that our lord Black Rutile bestowed upon me as the base, this weapon can zap any Gem it targets and reduce them to their most basic functions." Cinnabar continued. "The real kicker, there's no way to reverse the changes this time. Observe."

Cinnabar knew exactly which Pearl to shoot first, that one being Cap. With a single pull of the Rejuvenation Blaster's trigger, the leader of the Brigade became the first to lose all trace of her original identity and be reduced to nothing but a mindless soldier. "All hail Black Rutile."

The rest quickly followed. Pony, Braids, IQ, and Tails were then zapped next and met the same fate, droning the exact words as they got up. "All hail Black Rutile."

"ALL HAIL BLACK RUTILE!" the Rutile Rebels began chanting as their conquest of Homeworld seemed absolute. "ALL HAIL BLACK RUTILE! ALL HAIL BLACK RUTILE!"

"Victory tastes so savory." Cinnabar said as she reveled in the adulation. "Who could possibly stop me now?!"

"Hello, Pearls? Can you hear me?" Púrén begged as the Servant was now Rutile Rebels property, alongside Sculder and the Sun Incinerator. "Pearls? Pearls?! PEARLS!"

Well, that was certainly a harrowing note to leave off on! Who could possibly save the Pearls now? Is there really no way of returning them to who they once were? Is there really no stopping Cinnabar? All these questions and more will be answered when The Black Pearl Brigade returns for the ultimate final chapter!

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