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rubye402 · 2 years

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Happy Valentine's Day / Singles Awareness Day, everyone!

Below/Under the cut is some Turtle boyz headcanons for their first Valentine's with their S/O bc everyone is gonna want 'em! Their S/O is you/a gender neutral reader!

Incarnations: 2012/2k12, Rise/Rise of the TMNT

Warnings: Cursing (bc I swear like a sailor and thus I will let the boys say(?) fuck as well.)

Other things: All of the TMNT boys are around the same age as reader, while not specifically any age, this is assuming everyone is in the same-ish age range.

Also, there's no specific part of either show these take place in, but it does have some mentions of season 1 places and things for both.

Cool? Cool.

2012:

Leo:

Leo is such a cheesy ass dork. We know this. So it's not shocking that he has the day planned for you.

He has everything planned a few days before in advance, in fact.

Leo 100% stole from a flower cart while nobody was looking the night before V-day, and then dropped some money off to "pay" for it.

Look he's trying OK? There's only so much he can do as a mutant turtle. That just goes to show how much he loves you if anything.

Knowing the Leader's luck, they probably wilted a little bit RIP (please tell him you love the flowers)

Somehow Lee convinced Don to borrow the Shellraiser to drive you out far enough from NYC to do a stargazing date.

He loves space, he loves you, it's a perfect date!

"I love you, my comet."

Raph:

You'd think not in a MILLION years would Raph be into Valentine's Day.

...I mean, you'd be half right???

Look, in front of his brothers and acquaintance, he would just call it Single's awareness day and call it all overpriced fucking nonsense.

But then he manages to get you both alone in either his room or yours, and then it all melts away, albeit with hesitance.

He takes out a little stuffed animal he managed to knit together for you, the stuffed animal being either your favorite animal, or a teddy bear. It's red for obvious reasons.

Raph's spontaneous date for Valentine's is honestly just saying "fuck it" and relaxing with you. Whether that's watching something on TV, or reading something side by side.

But if you have something else in mind, he'll happily do it. He just asks that whatever date, and the stuffed animal in turn, is your guys little secret.

"...Love ya, doll."

Donnie:

If the eldest brother was cheesy, Donnie is the goddamn king of sappy. We love that for him though.

Hon, he was on top of doing something for Valentine's since midnight rolled into Febuary.

First off, no duh he built you a little mechanical trinket. That part is obvious.

But Donnie also managed to talk to Murakami-san and set up a little after hours dinner date just for the two of you.

Everyone say "Thank you Mr. Murakami."

Poor thing is so nervous the entire day though, even after y'alls date, baby boy n o-

Please reassure him you loved everything he did and give him validation.

"You know I love you... Right, my sweet?"

Mikey:

He's nearly bouncing off the walls from excitement today.

He didn't plan anything in particular, but he's so excited to stay by you the entire day.

Somehow managed to make chocolate for you? Ho w did he even get the ingredients to make it??? The world may never know.

It's either really good, or you have to make an excuse to save them for later and toss them when you get home.

There is absolutely no in-between when it comes to this boy. I mean, it's the thought that counts I guess?

No matter what, Mikey takes you to a skate park for a date, just to show off.

If you can skate, you can skate with him! If not, he'll show off his moves even more to you!!!

"Man, I love you so much, baby cakes!"

Rise:

Leo:

Someone help our boy in blue, he's SUCH a trainwreck.

Our usual suave faceman has left the building, folks. He is so nervous about Valentine's with his partner, and he always wants to so earnestly do a good job.

Leo is going the whole nine yards when it comes to you, we're talking roses and chocolates when he comes knocking, dinner date at Run of the Mill pizza, probably busts out the suit, all of it.

He probably forgot that, maybe a pizzeria and suit is a bad combo, but leave him alone he's fucking tryin g-

Let's be honest with ourselves... He probably tripped a couple dozen times just GETTING to the Pizzeria with you, so he's more then likely got his suit all dirty in some fashion </3

Also, Señor Hueso 1 0 0 % shits on Leo the whole time, and if you weren't dating him and thus feeling bad for Lee, you'd laugh your ass off at Hueso's snark to the now dying inside turtle.

After that dinner, please build him back up, he'd be over the moon knowing he didn't completely screw up Valentine's.

"Thanks, babe. I love you so much."

Raph:

You'd think his nervous stink would be starting up... But surprisingly, no, he's actually feeling really chill.

He just wants to hang out with you all day, and if you have any plans, he'll happily go with but otherwise??? He didn't plan anything particular.

Now that is NOT to say he doesn't care, hell no. He just really wants to chill with you and vibe and have a lazy day.

And knowing how momma hen he normally is? Yeah that honestly WOULD count as a date for him to just not worry about a thing besides hanging out with you.

He probably does make you a little something though. He's not as arts and crafty like Mike is, but he probably can make you a little stuffed animal or, at worst, a tiny card.

Big guy honestly wants to spoon you and/or cuddle all day and not have to move a muscle aside from that. That's his own version of heaven.

And honestly? No giant teddy bear compares to the one Raph is on Valentine's.

"Just know that I love you, honey."

Donnie:

Now this is the boy you'd assume would be the chill one, swapping any sort of nervousness with Raph, but FUCK no.

Don is, much like his twin, is running around like a chicken without it's head on Valentine's.

Normally he was never this so hyper aware of the February holiday, but then you entered his heart, and that dismissiveness went FLYING out the goddamn window like a rocket on one of his inventions gone awry.

But eventually once everything is planned out and ready, he leads you into all the dramatic flair that is so incredibly Donnie, that it's no surprise how utterly romantic it is.

You adore it all, maybe even lightly teasing, and it's enough to take all of Donnie's stress away, and just... Enjoy the night.

Like the chaotic but corny nerd he is, our boy in purple legit MADE fireworks just to set off for you to watch with him. (And if you're sensitive to them, he just made a little robot with sparklers.)

If you're not, let's hope your date isn't in the middle of NYC, or there are gonna be fucking COMPLAINTS about them fireworks oof-

"I adore you, my love. My everything."

Mikey:

OH THIS SWEETHEART

He made the BEST chocolates just for you, no cap. Nobody except you can have them.

All three brothers whined about it for the rest of the month TBH that Mikey didn't at least ask them to sample the test chocolates.

Mikey argues back though that they can suck it up bc the bae comes first, always. <3

Besides the chocolates, Mikey didn't plan much of anything for Valentine's day. He just wanted to eat chocolate and vibe.

If you have a date idea or date planned though, he is going to ASCEND.

Doesn't matter if your only date idea was watching a movie, if it's any sort of date idea, he just,,, full of love,,,

"Have I told you how much I love you, sweetie-pie?"

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phoebe-delia · 3 years

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harry potter characters ass musical songs (i'm not big with musicals, and so only have ideas about regular music and am interested in your thoughts)?

My dear nonnie, thank you ever so much for this question. I love getting these types of asks.

This was a challenge in the best way. I loved thinking of the HP characters and matching them to a song that captured their development or personality. I hope you enjoy this list, and that it might spark further interest in musicals for you. And if you'd like any recommendations of shows, just shoot me an ask or a DM!

Also--if you want to watch something super funny, look up "A Very Potter Musical" by Starkid. They've done 3 parody musicals based on Harry Potter and they're fantastic. Lauren Lopez, who plays Draco, is fantastic. It also has Darren Criss as Harry; you might know him from "Glee" or the Gianni Versace show.

Without further ado, here are HP characters as musical theater songs.

Harry Potter: "Totally Fucked" from Spring Awakening--This boy has been through it. He's cynical but still pushing through life. This song would really fit from 4th year on, when he starts to realize the world just seems stacked against him, out to kill him.

Hermione Granger: "Everything Else" from Next to Normal--She puts a lot of pressure on herself, and all she wants to do is put her head down and succeed. She's a little bitter, but still hopeful, and she focuses on her studies and interests to keep her going. She's constantly stressed but she knows she had to keep pushing in order to achieve her goals. She studies and works as a coping mechanism, hoping that the world will be okay if she just works a little harder.

Ron Weasley: "Mister Cellophane" from Chicago--Oh, poor Ron. He feels so underestimated and overlooked. He's the youngest boy in the family, and he doesn't have the traits that make his brothers and Ginny stand out. He seems average in every way, especially in comparison to the fucking Boy Who Lived and the Smartest Witch of Her Age

Draco Malfoy: I have two songs and they're both from Heathers.

1. "Candy Store"-- Tell me this isn't Draco offering his hand to Harry. Just. Someone pleasseeeee draw Draco and Pansy and Blaise as the Heathers I need it stat please and thank you.

2. "Lifeboat"--This is Draco in 6th year, desperate and paranoid and terrified. This is him realizing what he's gotten into by being a Death Eater and being scared for his life. He's questioning everything he's been taught and wishing for it to be over.

Ginny Weasley: "Right Hand Man" from Something Rotten--This is Ginny proving that she's just as strong and helpful as any man. She's constantly had to prove her strength against her rowdy brothers, but when her husband (or wife if she's with Luna or Pansy bc that girl is gayyyyy if not bi) needs help, she'd be like "let me help you damn it!"

Luna Lovegood "Sonya Alone" from Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812--This is my dear, sweet Luna. She's sort of been quietly protecting and helping the Order during the war, never imposing but always there when needed. She's strong in the way most of the other characters aren't, in that she has a quiet fortitude that makes her in some ways more powerful. She has that in common with the character of Sonya, who does the right thing to help Natasha in this song. Luna is loyal, dedicated, and selfless, and this song reflects that.

Pansy Parkinson "Charming" from Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812--Just, this is Pansy. Helene is Pansy Parkinson, it's a fact. Manipulative, seductive, confident, and smart. It's just perfect for her character.

Thanks sm again for the question nonnie! This was so fun.

Send me an ask about Harry Potter, broadway/musicals, The West Wing, and/or Taylor Swift! Or just about life in general :).

Also, I have a playlist of my 99 most listened-to songs of the year so far. Pick a number 1--99 and send me an ask and I'll write you a fic based on it!

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mandoalorian · 3 years

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do you have any thoughts about maxwell dating when he was younger like do you think he dated in his teen/early 20s, did he ever find someone he really liked 🥺 I feel like young maxwell would have been nervous about girls

Be Someone [College!Maxwell Lorenzano x Reader]

Warnings: descriptions of bullying, poverty

Rating: 13+

He was different to the other guys in your class. During every seminar and lecture, Maxwell Lorenzano would sit at the very front, nibbling anxiously on his pen as he profusely took down notes. He paid attention to every single detail. Instead of asking questions during class, he'd always stay behind at the end of the lesson to talk to the professor alone. He was shy and a little fussy, but you admired the determination in him.

Unlike the other guys who attended your college, Maxwell Lorenzano hadn't had his parents pay him in, that much was certain. The other guys wore designer three piece suits worth thousands, but you recognised Maxwell Lorenzano's shirt and tie from clothing section in the supermarket where you worked. You admired his simple nature and his hard work ethic.

You weren't even sure if poor Maxwell had friends. You rarely seen him out of class, and when you did, he was alone, nervously fumbling with his fingers or biting at his nails. You didn't speak to him much— nobody did— but he did intrigue you. You'd caught him staring at you for the past few weeks now. It didn't bother you, in fact, his attention felt warm and you were open to it (since you hadn't been getting attention from anyone else). Your friends and your boyfriend, however, weren't pleased at all. Your friends would walk by him, teasing him and tormenting him, and once your boyfriend caught on about his little crush on you, he was furious.

"Why are you even here? How are you even paying for this degree? You come from nothing. I know who your dad is. We all do. You're nothing." Your boyfriend spat, and your heart sank. Maxwell swallowed and slumped his shoulders, ducking his head down to avoid any more confrontation. As he went to walk away, your boyfriend slammed him against the brick wall. "Hey! I was talking to you!"

"Get off him!" you cried, ripping your boyfriend away from Maxwell and, with all your strength, throwing him to one side.

Maxwell Lorenzano couldn't catch his breath. His eyes were wide and he was shaking. And before you could apologise on behalf of your boyfriend's actions, he'd ran away. He was scared. He was afraid. He felt powerless. And he wanted that to change.

You never understood Maxwell's determination, or where it came from. The truth is, he wanted to be someone. Just for once, he wanted to feel special and important. He wanted to escape this God-awful life and he wanted to build a brand new Empire. He was sick of the comparisons to his father, sick of getting told he'd get nowhere in life because of where he came from. He screamed when he got home that night. He cried. He had never felt so fed up with life. He could never get his own way. He liked you so much but what use was it if he just embarrassed himself in front of you? What use was it if he couldn't even pluck up the courage to talk to you?

You knew Maxwell was studious, which is why you woke up early the next morning and checked in at the college library in search for the brown eyed boy. You were right, he was there. You slumped down next to him and offered him a polite smile. Max found his heart rate pick up speed just by your mere presence. What were you doing here?

"Hello," you looked over at him and reached your arm out. You brushed your hands over his and Maxwell gulped. "I'm sorry about yesterday. My boyfriend and my friends and... it isn't right. I've seen it happen and I should've done something sooner. Should've stuck up for you."

"N-no," Maxwell stammered nervously. "It's okay. I could never expect that of you. I- we- we don't even know each other."

"That's true," you hummed, opening up your business and economics notebook and clicking down on your pen. "But the truth is, I admire you. I always see you working so hard and. Guys like my boyfriend, I don't think they'll get far in life. Money can't buy success, no matter how much they believe it can. But working hard... and all the extra hours you put in doing homework and extra credit work. And you have the right attitude. I like you a lot, Max."

Maxwell shuddered at the nickname. No one had ever bothered to give him a sweet, abbreviated nickname like that before. It was always slurs and curses and disgusting words that made him feel nauseatesd. But he liked it. Max. He could get used to being called that.

"I honestly didn't even think you knew I existed." Maxwell chewed on his lower lip.

"Are you kidding? Everyone knows who you are. You get the best grades in the damn college. I just know you're going to go far in life. Tell me, what are your dreams? What are your ambitions?"

Maxwell pondered for your question for a moment. Truthfully he didn't know what sort of career he wanted to go into. Business made sense, since that was the nature of his degree, but the truth is, he always wanted more. "I guess I want to help people who are less fortunate, like myself. Somehow figure out a plan where people can earn money through making investments and they can finally feel like someone. Someone important. And powerful."

"It's a great idea in theory, Max. But I'm not sure how well something like that would work out in practice." you admitted.

"I guess I'm still figuring that part out." Maxwell shrugged, looking back down at his financial equations.

"Well," you began, dipping your hand in the top of his back. He stiffened under your gentle touch and squeezed his eyes shut. "I have no doubt you're gonna go far in life. Remember me when you're rich and famous."

Maxwell tried to repress a smile. No one had ever believed in him the way you did— and hell, you'd only just met.

"Would- would you like to maybe- come for a coffee- with me- sometime?" Maxwell asked, looking up at you with a hopeful glint in his eyes.

You smiled warmly. "I'd like that a lot Max. See you around."

"Bye." Maxwell flushed, watching as you strutted away.

You were beautiful, and somehow or another, he swore to make you his.

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purplerose244 · 3 years

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My thoughts on Seabound!!! 🌊🌊🌊 (3/4)

SPOILERS ALERT!!!

Yep yep yep, I'm liking this season a lot! 😍 Although I hope we'll get into a more frantic situation now, like with more battles and more bonding moments (Nya and Maya hopefully, but with Bentho too 🦈🦈🦈)! We got half a season to go, I'M READY!! 😎😎

Alright, here we go!

GENERAL THOUGHTS

I do like the season a lot, maybe MoM was a little more cohesive? Idk but it's not a big complain, I still love it so far 😍

Also maybe I would've liked more interactions between Nya and Maya about how they've been apart for so long, they had a chit chat but I would've loved even more. Maybe with Nya saying that it was fine and she grew up only to realize she is still hurt by that, even though it wasn't Maya's fault. I still like how they did it, I wished there was more that's it 🤷‍♀️

While I do make sense to Maya's behavior, that while it seems a little different from Hands of Time it had its logic in my opinion, maybe Ray feels a little weird? He seems less courageous than before, and it was established that he is a hothead like his son so that came off as unusual 🤔🤔

But I do love the fact that he's here and he's bonding with his son, for real, I've been waiting for this for so long so I'm happy nonetheless 🤩

Maybe I'm just easy to please and I take all I can get idk 😅

THE STORM AMULET

Oh, are we gonna address the wind element? It feels like we haven't really seen a Morro reference since Hands of Time, that would be cool! 😍 I mean, why even mentioning the wind then 😅😅

Well what do you know, they tracked them, who saw that coming?... me, I saw that coming... we all did probably 🤷‍♀️

Jay took upon himself making a quick recap on how Ninjago will be destroyed this time, thanks Bluebell 👌

Yep nyeheh electricity makes Nya go crazy for sure ❤💙 ... wait it wasn't a Jaya pun?

Jay wear your seatbelt please, you risk you life enough 😅😅 Pff lol "are we there yet" and they are actually there, biggest plot twist I've ever heard of 😂

LEGO HUG 💜💜💜

And with someone who might as well join the League of Jay apparently 💙

I liked The Island yet it was not as exciting as I hoped for, but now understand the meaning of it. The ninja helped the keepers and they are all allies. Without The Island the moment where Mammatus gives Nya the amulet wouldn't be as meaningful

Is it just me or Nya looked even more gorgeous during that moment?... just me huh? Okay then 😂💕

Wait that's a fake? Wait... UNCLE POWERS?!? OMG THAT I ACTUALLY DIDN'T SEE COMING 🤯

Here I thought he was just messing around, he always makes things harder 😅 Or maybe better? I mean, they kinda missed a bullet on this one...

BENTHO IS SO SWEET AND COOL OMG HE IS ALREADY OUR FRIEND 💙🦈💙🦈

Jay somehow had his own TV show in the past and yet he's got that horrible acting skills wth 😂😂😂

Kalmaar is a very cool villain, like, deeply evil. Not only he's calculated and merciless, he stops at nothing to get what he wants. And the people that get in the way? He wants them to suffer because they had dared to confront him 😳

And yes the voice does help a lot, I'm sorry I'll keep saying it until the season is over 😂 (or even beyond? Please cast Giles again LEGO 🥺🥺🥺)

Awww Nya no my poor girl 😢 Jay wanted to hug her to comfort her he is so sweet my SHIP ❤💙❤💙

MOM PEP TALK MOM PEP TALK!!! 🤩🤩🤩 How cool was it?

Like, this isn't even Maya asking Nya to believe in herself, this is her saying that she KNOWS her daughter can do anything when she puts her mind into it. FINALLY SHE SEES HOW AMAZING WATER GODDESS IS 💜💜💜

MORE LEGO TEARS OMG THIS SEASON IS FILLED WITH TEARS 😱 Which... kinda makes sense considering it's a water based season 😂

Nice one, and now? NOW WE GO BACK TO KAI COLE AND RAY YAS!!! ❤🖤❤🖤

RIDDLE OF THE SPHINX

That is... surprisingly Egypt theme like? It feels like a title coming from the Fire Chapter of season 11... well we got two fire elementals so 😍😍

SPARRING KAI AND RAY

I REPEAT SPARRING KAI AND RAY!!! SPARRING KAI AND RAY!!! ❤❤❤ Lol Ray got old, but how can someone blame him? He did touch death while aging in Hands of Time, I'm just happy he is alive 😂

Yep, master prankster Wu, that's what I love 👌👌 I always thought Wu had become a father figure for Kai at the beginning, so seeing Ray and Wu in the same picture feels very wholesome to me 😚

Ah, uncle Powers, I both love you and hate you so freaking much 😌😌 But you make cool slides nonetheless 😂

ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME WITH BEAUTIFUL SMITH INTERACTIONS??

BECAUSE I LIKE IT KEEP GOING 🤩

Oh no you guys are stranded on an island whatever are you going to do?? It's not like you had already before and managed to survive (Skybound) or you got stranded on a rock in a sea of sand filled with giant monsters (Fire Chapter) or you were on a freaking COMET in SPACE (Rebooted). Yeee, this is the worst yet 🙂

I'm starting to think these ninja are just a bunch of drama queens so no matter what happens, it's always hopeless 😂😂 I feel like I'm kinda right on this one honestly 😛

Whoa whoa WHOA WHO IS NYAD THIS SOUNDS VERY COOL???

Aww I like that, while Ray told his kids stories about dragons and how they traveled through the Underworld, Maya told them about Nya the first water master that could summon whales 💙❤💙❤

Pff imagine if it turned out Nya was the master of fire, carrying a very water based name? Lol

Maya: I would know if it was possible!

Nya: Yeah, like she knows that I can control a bit of ice because it's frozen water

Maya:...

Maya: YOU WHAT

I find both interesting and very annoying that this explorers club thinks so highly of themselves, to the point the deny to aid even the FREAKING SAVIORS OF THEIR FREAKING LAND 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

Misako got good reflexes after all, Kai was probably ready to melt this guy's face 😅

Oh, so a trial by Sphinx is a challenge? A mental one? A cultural one? A physical one? Idk but Misako is actually taking charge and that is cool I guess 🤷‍♀️

Okay this is kind of weird, how is Ray so afraid? Is it because there's fire?... did he... did he grow afraid of fire for some reason? Because it feels a bit off for now, but if there is a deeper meaning that could be interesting 🤔

Wait is that the riddle from Decoded? That's fire right?

IT IS FIRE 🔥🔥🔥

Lol at least in this one Kai wasn't completely ignored 😂 I know my flame babe isn't the most rational person, but I do like that it was an answer connected to his element where he used his head!

Ah Clutch, you really got no backbone 😅 And apparently you're the only explorer who doesn't, dang look at the others go! I'm having a bit more respect for them now 😚

LOOK AT SENSEI GO FINALLY!!! 😍😍 FIGHTING SCENES HECK YES!!!

Kalmaar: I'm your conquerer

Wu: so after skeletons, the serpentine, nindroids, the Stone Army, Chen's army, ghosts, oni, more snakes but on fire and people from a game, that makes you the tenth. Have a free cookie

Kalmaar:...

Wu: you're not special

Is this a little throwback to Possession too? Nya seems to always control better water when she doesn't actually think about it. When her feelings are free, so are her powers 🌊🌊🌊

Also this opens up more possibilities! Creatures connected with other elements might get summoned too! I would love something like that 😍😍

This was NEAT, or maybe I just missed Kai that much ❤ What's next??

PAPERGIRL

ANTONIAAAAAAAA!!!! MY GIRL IS BACK!!! All my girls are back in this season, I'm so happy 😍😍😍 And if she is here, sweet little Nelson has to be around and I cannot wait! Bring in the purple ninja! 💜

Owww Antonia's last day as a papergirl? Nooo why??

She's got a job at the... DAIRY DRAGON??? OMG OMG OMG IT'S THE ICE CREAM PLACE BRAGI TOLD US ABOUT ON TWITTER!!! 🤩🤩🤩 I remember the post, he was asking about names for the place and ice cream flavors. Now I can't wait to see what did he choose 🍦🍦🍦

UNAGAMI BABY HI HONEY!!! 🙋‍♀️ I hope he's doing great 😘😘

This is so cool honestly, Antonia got her own character arc going on! Living in a chaotic city like Ninjago City must be pretty dang exhausting 😅

Was... was that Dareth in the garbage can? Am I wrong? Poor brown ninja 😅🤎😅

SPINJITZU SWIRL, BANANAKHAN, ORANGE SERPENTINE, I'M DYING 😂😂😂

Their friendship is so wholesome, I'm so happy they are still together no matter what happens 💕

I thought Kalmaar wasn't much of a fighter but DANG he's got skills! Also the fact that he uses tentacles makes the fight very cool to watch! 😚😚

RAY RUNNING IN AFTER KAI GOT HURT HECK YES ❤❤❤

Well at least you tried Ray 😅

Ah, little cameo of the original Weekend Whip, always nice to hear it again... AND DO THE WEEKEND WHIP!!! 🌪🌪🌪

EVEN NELSON GOT CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT I'M SO PROUD 💜

I don't even know what is cooler, the kids being mad lads on their bikes, Kalmaar driving a TRUCK or Kai going full parkour on the buildings to follow them 🤯

I'm sorry... am I the only one that during the Kai and Kalmaar talk kinda thought of Jestro and Clay? I miss my boys from NK, they're even more at odds now 😭😭

KAI YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO DIE OR EVEN TRY TO DIE GET BACK HERE AT ONCE 😱😱

Kalmaar just loves to make everyone feel inferior, gotta be his hobby 😶

Oh good Kai is back

OH NOT GOOD KAI IS NOT BREATHING?!? FLAME BABE I TOLD YOU YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO DIE 😱😱😱

Antonia, Nelson, you guys are now my heroes. You saved my fave, I'll be forever in dept with you ❤❤❤ Am I being overdramatic? Most likely, but Kai is one of the few that didn't almost die or did die in a dramatic situation and he is also my absolute favorite character so that... kinda keeps my sanity in check in this show 🥴

I wonder... does he still not know how to swim? He saved Lloyd in Possession but I wonder if he was only trying to float on the surface... THAT'S TERRIFYING

This episode was so adorable, I love Antonia and Nelson so much 💜💕💜💕 It's nice to see what the other people of Ninjago do while everything goes mad 🤣

Wait hang on my Ninjajan is a little rusty

"Ninjago City. City that never sleeps" well if that ain't the truth 😂

MASTER OF THE SEA

Like Master of the Mountain? Wait are we going back to Shintaro?? VANYA?? ANOTHER BEST GIRL RETURNS??? 💛

Hey hey hey, we got a full Nyad backstory! I really like when they do these little drawn shots, they feel more like legends! And... the ending sounds terrifying? Like, they wouldn't let Nya sacrifice herself and die... again... right? 😱

Bentho: and the world was in balance, until now because of my brother

Lloyd: and the Overlord before of course

Bentho: the what now?

Lloyd: the evil one my grandpa the first Spinjitzu Master fought?

Bentho: YOUR WHAT NOW

Why do I like this offscreen "hiiiyaaa" that sensei Wu does before actually going into the scene? 😂😂

No matter if they come from the underground or the sea, these are all snake-like creature with the same intellect 😅 Kalmaar and Garmadon would have a lot to talk about, sea king dealing with his minions does remind me of Lord Garmadon in season 2 a lot 😂😂

KAI AND RAY FIGHTING TOGETHER KAI AND RAY FIGHTING TOGETHER ❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤

OMG Kalmaar is such a brat and petty villain I love him so much 😂😂😂 Yes I didn't even mention his amazing voice!... AH DANG IT 😳😳

*Misako kicks Kalmaar and is actually useful* 🙆‍♀️🙆‍♀️🙆‍♀️

*Misako gets taken as hostage immediately after* 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

KAI LITERALLY JUST GOT SAVED FROM DROWNING WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO HIM!!!... and Ray and Cole and Wu of course, I care okay 😅

OMG that face 🤣🤣🤣

That some meme material right there

Whoa Vincent that voice just got super up when the Unsinkable showed up, it kinda sounded like Jay's lol

NO NOT BENTHO!!! 😢😢😢

Kai: Nya talks to whales now? (I snorted so hard at this 😂😂)

HECK YES NYA GOT THE AMULET!! 😍😍😍 ... we got, like, four more episodes to go so something needs to happen in between... do I need to be scared? I feel like I need to be scared 😅

Jay starting a fire then blaming Kai?... this is so in character I got chills 😂😂

SHARK BOY IS STAYING TO THE MONASTERY THIS IS SO PRECIOUS!!! 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 I want all the shenanigans and we need to write fanfictions about more shenanigans and AAAAHHHHH 🦈🦈🦈

Bless these two fire idiots

They own my heart ❤🔥❤🔥 Also Vincent, this is supposed to be a fun little gag moment, your amazing voice acting is kinda distracting me 😭😭😭

ANOTHER LEGO HUG

YOU GUYS ARE SPOILING ME OVER HERE HECK YES 💙🌊💙🌊

Maya learned that her daughter is capable of everything, I love that. Nya simply understood that she doesn't have to give up when something gets difficult. She is AMAZING and can do anything she puts her mind into. She simply has to hold on until the end 💪💪💪

Omg Benthomaar playing billiard with the guys I already love this 😍😍

YES IT IS SHINTARO!!! THE UPPLY ARE HERE OMG!!! HI VANYA YOU LOOK AMAZING GIRL MISS YOU I HOPE YOU'RE DOING OKAY!!! 💛💛💛 ... I just really like Master of the Mountain okay 😅

I love how Vanya doesn't even question it. It comes from Cole and he said it needs to be protected? Done and done 👌

Wait what, did something fall?

IS THAT THE FAKE?!?!? WHAT HOW WHEN??? UNCLE POWERS??? OR KALMAAR DID SOMETHING??? SOMEONE??? I'M LEGIT CONFUSED AND EXCITED??? 🤯🤯🤯

Well dang, I didn't see that coming, now what Seabound? What do you have for me?

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arce-elliot · 3 years

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Magnus Archives - First Impressions (126-150)

Season 4 is a doozy, but we’re gonna make it through I swear. As usual, as an intro, I had about 75% of the show already spoiled for me and now I’m getting through it and recording my initial comments. Here we gooooo

EP 126 (Sculptor's Tool): - good lord lady leave Gabriel alone he's just trying to learn - ah yes Sannikov Land, my favorite amusement park, I hear their rollercoasters are killer - it's nice that Martin has a pet, even if it is just a tape recorder - hey Peter kick rocks EP 127 (Remains to be Seen): - Ah yes, another letter to Jimmy Magnet - "I want that tree obliterated" - alkjflaskdf this poor random man - Basira's trying that's something - EXCUSE YOU RAT MAN - basIRA TF U DOIN EP 128 (Heavy Goods): - JON LEVELLED UP NICE - and so ends the story of our little cockney couriers :C EP 129 (Submerged) - God can Martin and Jon please be friends again I'm suffering - as someone who lives in a hurricane area this is funny EP 130 (Meat): - wonder what entity this episode's about - AYYYY GERTRUDE - meat pit meat piet meat pit - lmao as much as I rag on Gertrude she's great EP 131 (Flesh): - Jon just casually chopping his fingers off, what an opening - "Melanie I'm trying to chop off my fingers get out of my room" - "I need the Boneturner" "Well guess what buddy it's your lucky day" - "is it gonna hurt" IT'S YOUR RIBS, YOU STUPID MAN, OF COURSE IT'S GONNA HURT EP 132 (Entombed): - COFFIN TIME MOTHERFUCKERS - "i think i'm stuck" just keep digging, just keep digging, just keep digging digging digging - guess y'all are just gonna be roommates now - thank GOD now someone get them some damn water EP 133 (Dead Horse): - father son camping we love to see it - okay but "Everchase" sounds badass - can everyone get along for FIVE MINUTES EP 134 (Time of Revelation): - O O F MARTIN'S INTRO HURT ME PHYSICALLY - oh hey Adelard what's good - New Fear Unlocked! - damn that's a lot of bodies - I'm super interested in this fear study we're getting into - Martin yelling at a full ass avatar is hilarious - OH WAIT MARTIN LEFT THE RECORDERS AWWWWW EP 135 (Dark Matter): - time to go back to spaaaaace - that's an old ass tree - YOOOO THEY JUST TRAPPED SOME RANDOM DUDE ON THIS R O C K E T??????? THAT'S FUCKED OH MY GOOOOOD - Elias is such a s h i t EP 136 (The Puppeteer): - why are we all babysitting daisy she's grown - LMAO JON QUIT COMPELLING EVERYONE - spiiiiider tiiiiiime - jon and daisy being buddies now is actually v nice EP 137 (Nemesis): - OH is this the statement that Gertrude had sent over? Did she record it and just never send it back? - MURDER SHIP MURDER SHIP - nice try Slaughter better luck nex- well just nice try I guess - I mean hey Gertrude was right I guess - they DID have to blow up the Unknowing from the inside - also awwww Gertrude's attached to the lil emo man - ERIC DELANO MENTION I know we're approaching that episode and I am not ready actually EP 138 (The Architecture of Fear): - FINALLY THIS MOTHERFUCKER - lmao what a sad old man, him and leitner would be friends - damn I sure hope Jonah doesn't become an avatar of the eye, that would surely suck EP 139 (Chosen): - AYYYY AGNES! - DIY messiah - I feel so bad for Agnes - Jon is so upset about Martin :C EP 140 (The Movement of the Heavens): - "some weird monster disease" - comet boy's a zombie now, nice - YES THE RIB SCENE - Basira and Jon are gonna kill Santa EP 141 (Doomed Voyage): - oh this is a good title seeing as we were JUST planning to go somewhere - LMAO POOR BASIRA - Jon: my tape recorder senses are tingling - OH SPIRAL? - GOOD POINT JONATHAN!!!! Like I love Basira but he's right, they all can't keep wanting him to use his powers and then also being mad at him for not being human - In the same vein they can't keep praising Gertrude and then getting mad when he acts like her EP 142 (Scrutiny): - "I need to speak to a manager" - Martin: I've decided I am the manager now - "he look like shit? ah that's Jonathan" - awww this poor lady - "no one talks to me anymore" Martin that's not fair you're literally avoiding everyone EP 143 (Heart of Darkness): - there's seeing and then there's Seeing - "eye's peeled" LMAO - ayyyy astrophysics lady - jonny boy please stop trying to look at entity shit it hurts ur eyeballs - AYYY HELEN HOW ARE YOU - helen's just like "did you have fun with your playdate? okay go get your sister and get in the car, I'm making pot roast for dinner" EP 144 (Decrypted): - AYYY NUMBER STATIONS - I diagnose you with doom - Martin stop being a shit EP 145 (Infectious Doubts): - GERTRUDE IS INCREDIBLE AHHH - Gertrude: Banishment ritual complete Mother of Puppets: What was that? Gertrude: Banishment ritual? Mother of Puppets: Say it again, slow, just the first word Gertrude: ...Banishment- Mother of Puppets, binding her to Agnes: Wrong EP 146 (Threshold): - Door Time Door Time - OH IT'S THIS KID - okay funny haha aside I'm trying to be forgiving here but everyone constantly ragging on Jon and making excuses for everyone else is gross EP 147 (Weaver): - I SAID TO LEAVE THIS DUMP ALONE - hehe nice Daisy - stop wanting Jon to use his power and then get mad when it drains him for the love of GOD make up your MINDS - Annabelle is terrifying bye EP 148 (Extended Surveillance): - okay Basira is on my nerves rn but this is pretty great get his ass - god I can't believe I'm saying this but I miss Elias, Ben Meredith is a treasure - god I know why people say to take this season slowly it drains you - AUTO-CANNIBALISM, AMAZING EP 149 (Concrete Jungle): - love Professor Mansplain - okay to be fair if I saw a little stone snake I would also pick it up - I'm starting to feel like Martin like "OKAY PETER I GET IT THE EXTINCTION IS REAL" - "maybe he just needs some help" THEN WHY DON'T YOU HELP HIM, MARTIN?? - lmao martin can go ghost now EP 150 (Cul-De-Sac): - "life is hard" me too Herman me too - the MOOSE - i miss when Jon and Melanie would actually get along sometimes rip

#magnus archives #tma

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carnistcervine · 4 years

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Water-Fire Reversal AU

...But then, everything changed when the Water Tribes attacked.

Here's the proper headcanons/outline/AU thing for my own interpretation of Water-Fire reversal AU.

Based on my post here.

-The Water Tribes becomes the perpetrators of the 100 years war, and the Fire Nation becomes the one stripped away and decimated.

-God forgot to nerf the Southern Water Tribe and they joined forces with the North during Kyoshi's time.

-Kyoshi is too busy chillin on her island to bother with them, so they become dangerously powerful by the time Roku rolls around.

-The Fire Nation still goes through with it's industrialization, because, come on it's a volcanic island chain. There's lots and lots of heat, and fossil fuels, and metal ore. They wouldn't not have an industrial revolution.

-The only difference here is that Sozin actually heeds Roku's advice and decides to listen to the Avatar. He accepts that the world needs to remain four nations, and decides to help him uphold the balance.

-Their friendship grows strong once again.

-So when colonies appear in the Earth Kingdom, it's the South colonizing Kyoshi island.

-Roku is like, OH HELL NO- D:<

-He goes to confront the Southern Chief, and she's all, bitch I do what I want.

-But Roku has had time to calm his tits on the ride over so, he tries to be rational and restrained about it.

-So he be like, "Leave Kyoshi alone, or I will string you up by your nipples"(or something like that. :'D)

-Also, uh, Kyoshi may or may not be part of why Roku is so mad. I mean he is her direct successor.

-The uh, the Water Tribes didn't like that.

-At all, lmao.

-They get into a fight, he kills the chief, which only further serves to turn the Water Tribes against him. And makes their chief a martyr. Strengthening her cause.

-However, at the time they see Roku as acting as Avatar, so they leave the Fire Nation be. Their beef is with him.

-The Avatar is at war with the Water Tribes for several years, resulting is heavy destruction for both tribes, and leaving Roku exhausted.

-Rather than see their Tribes destroyed, they decide to temporarily back off, lick their wounds, recuperate, and make a plan to strike back against Roku.

-Tired, Roku retires to his volcano home and settles down with his family.

-Now, volcanoes do not erupt with no warning whatsoever. Roku and the inhabitants of his island simply misjudged when it would blow it's top.

-However, it did not escape the Water Tribe's notice that the volcano was growing increasingly unstable.

-They primed themselves to strike as it grew increasingly violent.

-When the volcano blew it's top Roku was dealing with both an angry volcano, and angry waterbenders using their combined power to summon tsunamis.

-Roku had to stop the volcano and protect the people trying to flee at the same time.

-He put more into protecting the people, as they had nothing to do with it and didn't deserve to be dragged into his conflict.

-Sozin, seeing Roku's island blowing it's top, came in on his dragon and offered his help.

-Sozin works to get the people to safety while Roku battles the volcano and waterbenders.

-Roku is overwhelmed and both he and his dragon are slain in battle.

-Sozin sees the attack as a declaration of War.

-The Air Nomads are not wiped out.

-Not because the Water Tribes are nice or anything. No, in this AU, they are just as bad as canon Fire Nation.

-The Air Nomads are still around because there is no water equivalent to Sozin's comet. And where the Air Nomads live, ridiculously high above sea-level, protects them from the Water Tribes.

-Sozin begs the Air Nomads for help, but they refuse to partake in the war. Even to the point of hiding Aang from the world.

-In this AU, the Air Nomads serve a role similar to the canon North and Ba Sing Se. Where they put up their defenses and sit idly by as the rest of the world drowns.

-The Water Tribes decimate and wash away many coastal communities, only sparing the ones that bow down to them and allow themselves to be colonized.

-Ba Sing Se and Omashu are safe, because they are far away from major sources of water. Ba Sing Se is mostly surrounded by desert and the only water way is protected by sea serpents(plural).

-And also that goddamn wall.

-Kyoshi Island had the Unagi, but... it was killed. :'D

-The South had a feast that night. lmao

-Sozin plans on putting an end to the war using Sozin's Comet(called Agni's Comet or the Great Comet).

-But uh, there's an eclipse.

-It becomes known as the Darkest Day in Fire Nation history.

-The Fire Nation royal family make it out okay, but to say the country as a whole was decimated is an understatement.

-This becomes the catalyst to the war, with the Earth Kingdom being moved to join forces with the Fire Nation to fight back against the Water Tribes.

-The Earth Kingdoms and Fire Nation have some leverage with their metal ships, but the Water Tribes have the advantage of literally being able to use the battle field as a weapon.

-Learning from the Darkest Day, the Fire Nation(with the help of the Earth Kingdom) builds a wall around it's inner cities.

-They make a recovery, but the outermost communities(ie. the fishing villages) are pillaged and ravaged constantly by the Water Tribes.

-Of course, there was a short occupation of the Fire Nation by the Water Tribes as a result of the Darkest Day, but well, let's just say Agni's Comet fixed that. :^D

-As for Aang, he still goes out and explores the world, but only under the strict guidance of the other monks.

-They are careful to hide the war from him, and him from the war.

-However they cannot hide him from his destiny forever, and as the monks grow increasingly worried over the world's state of affairs, they decide to hide him away completely.

-Very, intimately aware of the fact that Water is next in the cycle, and they likely won't hesitate to kill the poor child to get their own Avatar to corrupt to their terrible ways.

-Aang doesn't take very well to be smothered and runs away.

-Unfortunately he ends up in the middle of a battlefield with fireballs, waves and ice going every which way.

-The stress of nearly being killed triggers the Avatar state and he freezes the battle with himself in stasis in the center.

-The other soldiers either escape or die in the icy tomb. :)

-Without Sozin and Azulon perpetuating a cycle of abuse, Ozai, Zuko, and Azula all turn out as much better people.

-On the other side, the familial bonds of the water tribe take a much darker tone. Anyone not within the tribe/the family doesn't matter. The Tribe is all that matters, all others are the enemy. They become colder, much more insular. While they care for one another, they become rigid as ice, family and tradition being valued above all else.

-Also, waterbending lost touch with it's roots, becoming dark and perverted. A way to sway others to your own way, rather than flowing with the natural push and pull of the world, it became the water tribe pushing against all and pulling in what they please.

-This is borrowing from another AU of mine(*eyebrow dance*), healing is perverted into a technique that brainwashes people. Think of Katara healing Jet's mind from the brainwashing, but in reverse. :^)

-Kanna and Pakku are betrothed, while Pakku is willing to let things like only teaching women to heal, and arranged marriages slide, finds actual, genuine brainwashing to be genuinely disturbing. But tries his best to ignore it. It's just how things are, he tells himself.

-When Hama developed her bloodbending technique and shows it off to the North.

-She proposes it as a way to get the filthy ashmakers and dirtstompers to submit to the mind melting.

-When they try to get Pakku to learn/teach his students bloodbending, he breaks. He can't take it anymore and deserts.

-He becomes the first to desert the Water Tribe navy.

-Kanna feeling the bite of shame, agrees to marry someone from the South instead.

-But also, daytime bloodbender Yue.

-When Katara turns fourteen, she is deemed a master waterbender and given the rights to begin higher level training and learn the secrets of the Water Tribes.

-She learns of bloodbending, and mind manipulation.

-Having fully bought into Water Tribe propaganda her whole life, she cannot believe this. Horrified, she speaks out directly calling Hama disgusting and wicked for inventing such a technique.

-She rightfully calls out her tribes elders for using these techniques on innocent people.

-Oh, boi, but calling out the elders amounts to treason.

-Because she called out her elders, she had dishonored her ancestors and as such had to best Hama in one-on-one combat to avoid being exiled.

-And uhhh, she lost her fuckin eye instead.

-Disillusioned from loosing his father to the war, Sokka joins Katara in her exile.

-Seeing as Kya is the chief of the South, she gives an in for Katara to return back to the tribe's good graces. A way to prove herself. She must find the Avatar and bring him to the Water Tribes.

-Sokka having grown disillusioned, sees it as a way for him and his sister to finally get away from the darkness infesting their home.

-They spend two years at sea looking for the legendary Avatar who vanished for 100 years.

-Also Katara wears an eyepatch and 100% looks like a motherfucking pirate.

-And Zuko, sixteen year old, grumpy but well meaning and kind-hearted Zuko, fears deeply for his people.

-Unfortunately, he feels like his nation isn't doing nearly enough to protect the people living outside the walls.

-Ozai warns young Zuko multiple times that his is not permitted outside the walls. "That place is no place for royalty." He would say.

-"Come back to your gilded cage" He would mean.

-It's only inevitable that Zuko sneaks out and invents the person of the Blue Spirit to help the poor folk living outside the walls.

-His uncle catches him, but doesn't tell. Instead he watches over him, he knows that he can't stop Zuko from trying to save his own people.

-Unfortunately things go tits up when there is an attack in the middle of Zuko helping the people.

-Zuko is captured, and taken away, but Iroh manages to sneak on as well.

-Together they escape, but by that point that are far, far away from the Fire Nation.

-While slowly rowing their little dingy back, they come across a certain frozen battlefield sitting in the middle of the ocean...

-And as fate would have it, a certain, hot-headed, one-eyed waterbender and her "slacker" brother happen to be sailing nearby when Aang is freed.

-Aang has no idea that he's the Avatar, but he also doesn't feel like going back home. He wants to know why the people are fighting.

-He wants to understand why they hate each other so much. :(

-Iroh picks up that Aang is the Avatar right away though.

-He subtly tries to pry Aang about how much he knows of this or his destiny.

-And Aang knows nothing, the monks never got the chance to tell him because he ran away.

-Iroh thinks of a way to gently break the news to Aang, and tactfully handle his need to be trained so he can put an end to this war once and for all.

-Hopefully before Agni's Comet, because Iroh knows that even though his brother isn't a wicked man, he will do what is necessary to put an end to this.

-You see, the Fire Nation has begun to withdraw, it's mostly biding it's time for the Comet's return so that they can put an end to this struggle once and for all.

-Ozai doesn't want to destroy the Water Tribes, but watching his father drown, his nephew slaughtered, and his own brother crippled and forced into retirement has brought him to some very dark conclusions.

-Iroh advocates strongly against using the comet for war, but Ozai has made it clear if the war does not end before the comet appears... He will do what he deems to be necessary.

-That being said, finding out that his son and brother had been taken by the Water Tribes throws him into a rage.

-And yeah, loosing Lu Ten and Azulon, broke Iroh. Along with being physically injured himself. So he gave up the throne to Ozai, feeling that there was nothing he could do for his country.

-With the Avatar, now found, Iroh decides to indulge his nephew's desire to travel and help in the war effort.

-Because, well, Iroh is terrified that Ozai will use Aang to take down the Water Tribe violently.

-An unfortunate consequence of this is that for a while, Ozai thinks that Zuko and Iroh are dead!

-And Ozai is the opposite of able to cope with this. lmao

-I haven't decided when Aang should realize that he's the Avatar, but it's def gonna be due to him loosing control and lashing out in the avatar state.

-Iroh ends up being the one to calm Aang down when he goes Avatar-Rage-Mode.

-Because Iroh is big soft man, and basically Aang and Zuko's dad.

-It's too soft to for me to resist okay?? :D

-I'm also not entirely sure when to place this on the timeline, but I am highly considering having Ozai find out that Zuko and Iroh are alive at the end of Book 1, so that it can mirror canon a bit. Because as soon as he finds out they're alive he sends his stronk ass, prodigy daughter Azula to go fetch the two and bring them back home safely.

-But also go get the Avatar, so he can be properly trained in firebending.

-Yes, Azula is good in this fic. But she's still not nice. She's very pragmatic and stoic. She does genuinely care about her brother and Uncle, but she considers the safety of the world and the Fire Nation to be more important than their feelings.

-She's cold and detached, but would do anything to protect the Fire Nation, her family or help the world as a whole.

-Azula is also occasionally playful, teasing Zuko and calling him Zuzu or dum-dum.

-Once she's pulled into the story, she kinda serves as a rival to Zuko. Constantly trying to drag the Gaang home to the Fire Nation, so the Avatar can be taught by proper instructors.

-And Ozai is not a bad dude, but he's STRESSED. And seen some very unfortunate things. Let's just say, the war is not putting him a great headspace.

-Like he isn't abusive like Canon!Ozai, but his desperation to save his country and put an end to the war is driving him to do some questionable things. Like considering using Agni's Comet.

-The people of the Foggy Swamp are still good and left in tune with the true nature of water. So when time comes around to Katara to have her heel-face turn, ya already know who she gon go to.

-Also, they sups spiritual, so yeh.

-I am also considering having the Foggy Swamp be the final point of Katara's redemption arc, like her final realization of what he destiny really entails and what she must do.

-But I do want the first step to be Sokka getting injured while protecting her.

-Like she can't believe this, she's about to loose the last piece of her family, and in a desperate move, she rediscovers the lost art of true healing. Saving Sokka's life.

-I’m also considering having Katara join the Gaang at the end of book two.

...

-Sparkle Sparkle Moon Girl.

#ATLA #Avatar #ATLA AU #Zuko #Katara #Sokka #Iroh #Water-Fire Reversal AU #SPARKLE SPARKLE MOON GIRL #My Take

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royalblue-star · 4 years

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santa fe- zuko

Pairing: Zuko x Reader

Song: Santa Fe from Disney’s 1992 Newsies

Summary: After weeks of seeing families and friends reuniting, the reader gets fed up with it and hides behind false dreams. But Zuko is there to led them out of the dark and back into the light.

(Gif not mine)

It was a beautiful sight, getting to see everyone reunite with their friends and family. Katara and Sokka reunited with their father on multiple occasions, Toph found friendship with the people she used to fight against, and even Zuko was about to see his uncle again. I, however, had no one.

So that's what they call a family,

Mother, daughter, father, son

Guess that everything you heard about is true.

For as long as I can remember, it's been me against the world. I don't have many memories of my family. I remember bits and pieces of but not enough for them to feel real. Sometimes it feels like I dreamt them up for comfort as a child. I didn't need anyone. I was perfectly fine on my own, as had been and always will be. Sure, I had the Gaang, but that wasn't the same. As soon as this war ended, we would part ways and occasionally meet up.

So you ain't got any family,

Well, who said you needed one?

Ain't you glad nobody’s waiting up for you?

Besides, I had dreams to pursue after the war. I was going to head east and find the end of the world. I was going to meet all kinds of people, and no one would be here to stop me. I'll be able to prove that I am just fine on my own. That my dreams can come true, and anyone who stands in my way will regret it!

When I dream, on my own

I'm alone but I ain't lonely.

For a dreamer, nights the only time of day.

Currently, I was sitting in the tent that the Order of the White Lotus had provided, mapping out my adventure. Papers smothered in ink were scattered everywhere. The sound of scratching of my pen on paper was an attempt to drown out the noise from outside. It turns out everyone, except me, knew someone from the Order personally. Even Toph was friendly with General Iroh! I saw no reason to exit this tent and squash the rekindled relationships with my awkward presence. Besides, we were making our attack on the Fire Nation in a few days, and everyone probably wanted time with their old mentors.

"(Y/N)?"

I turned around to find Zuko, entering through the tent flap.

"Hey! Did you talk to your Uncle?"

When the cities finally sleeping,

All my thoughts begin to stray

And I'm on the train that's bound for

Santa Fe

"He forgave me after everything I did."

"Zuko, that's amazing! I told you he would forgive you."

"Yeah, you were right." He said, but I could tell he had something more on his mind.

"Is there something else you wanted to tell me?"

"I went looking for you, but you weren't there. Have you been in here this whole time?" He glanced down at the papers I had sprawled out everywhere.

"Yeah, I've been... planning."

And I'm free, like the wind

Like I'm gonna live forever.

It's feeling time can never take away.

I could tell by the look on his face that he knew what I meant by planning. That was something I loved about Zuko. He could tell how I was feeling just by looking at me. We had spent many late nights together telling stories and laughing. We had an undeniably strong bond, which for me had turned into a little crush.

"Why don't you come out and join everyone? You'll only tire yourself out before the battle even starts." He was right. I would end up overworking myself, but it seemed worth it just to avoid the pain of seeing people with their loved ones.

"That's okay. I wouldn't want to interrupt anyway."

"What do you mean?" He moved to sit down on the floor next to me. "You wouldn't be interrupting anything."

All I needs a few more dollars

And I'm out of here to say,

Dreams come true,

Yes they do

In Santa Fe

"Zuko," I sighed. "I don't have a reason to go out there. I'd just be in the way of everyone's happiness and reunions. In case you hadn't noticed, I don't exactly have anyone waiting for me."

"Yes, you do." His reply came instantly. "Sokka, Katara, Aang, Toph, me- They are all your family. I know it might not be what you had dreamed, but you have people that care about you. I care about you."

Where does it say you've gotta live and die here?

Where does it say a guy can't catch a break?

Tears pooled into my eyes. I guess I had been ignoring the family I had right in front of me. The Gaang was more than just a group of friends, we were a family, I was just too stubborn to see it.

"Look at you, Zuko. You got me all emotional." I joked.

"I'm being serious (Y/N). You mean the world to me."

"Thank you, Zuko, for being here. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Why should you only take what you're given?

Why should you spend your whole living

Trapped where there ain't no future,

Even at 17.

Breaking your back for someone else's sake?

He smiled and pulled me to my feet. "Come on, there's someone who wants to talk to you."

I let him lead me through the camp. Surprisingly, the sight of everyone sitting with their respective master was heartwarming and not as painful as I thought.

The thought of families being together used to leave me jealous and disgusted because I never actually had my own. But now I did, and the feelings of envy went away. They were replaced by a yearning that I had buried deep into my soul. Although, right next to the yearning there was a hint of comfort and peace.

If the life don't seem to suit ya,

How 'bout a change in scene,

Far from the lousy headlines

Or the deadlines in between.

Zuko led me inside a rather large tent in the center of the camp. In the middle of it sat an older man brewing a pot of tea. The man looked up at the two of us once we entered and smiled.

"Ah, is this the lovely (Y/N) that I've heard so much about?"

"Uncle, this is (Y/N). (Y/N) this is my Uncle."

General Iroh's smile was pleasant and comforting. So far, he seemed to be just as amazing as Zuko made him out to be. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, sir."

"There is no need for the formalities, dear. Please sit and enjoy some tea. You look like a jasmine tea girl."

"How did you-?" I questioned, taking a seat next to Zuko.

"Don't ask," Zuko whispered, causing me to giggle.

"So (Y/N)," Iroh began while pouring the three of us each a cup of tea. "My nephew tells me that you were the young lady to help him find a new source to draw his bending from."

Zuko and I both choked on our tea. What was that supposed to mean? I mean yeah, I told him to look inside himself and find something that brought out a feeling of passion, but that was it. Right?

"Uncle." Zuko hissed.

The old general chuckled, "I'm only kidding Prince Zuko," A mischievous twinkle had worked its way into the old man's eye.

'This is the first time I've met one of your lady friends."

"Uncle."

Santa Fe, are you there?

Do you swear you won't forget me?

If I found you would you let me come and stay?

The three of us sat and talked for a while longer before Zuko excused us from the tent. The prince had led me through the camp to where one of the empty bonfires was.

"Your uncle is a very fascinating man," I noted, laying my head on Zuko's chest.

"He is, isn't he." He chuckled. "He seemed to really like you."

"Now, I do have one little question for you."

"And what would that be?"

I angled my head to look him in the eyes. "How did your uncle know that I liked jasmine tea?"

Zuko's heartbeat sped up significantly. I mean, that thing was working so fast I thought the poor boy would pass out.

"I might've told him about you."

"Aw, Zuko, that's so sweet." I smiled up at him. His cheeks turned a bright shade of pink.

"I told him that you were the best thing to ever happen to me. I told him that you were the source of passion for my bending. And I told him that I liked you.. a lot."

Now it was my turn for the heartbeat to go wild. So many thoughts were running through my head. "Zuko I-"

"I understand if you don't feel the same-"

"Zuko."

"I just thought you should know-"

"Zuko."

"-Before the comet comes and the war is either-"

I crashed my lips onto his. It took a second for him to comprehend what was happening, but I felt him kiss back. The passion behind it was so intense like we had waited too long to finally confess to each other. But each us needed to find ourselves before we could move forwards, and we had finally succeeded in doing that.

I ain't getting any younger

And before my dying days,

I want space

Not just air!

"Now will you listen," I mused once we broke the kiss. "I don't know how else to tell you if that kiss didn't send the message, but I like you. A lot."

"You do?"

"Of course I do, you idiot! I wouldn't have kissed you if I didn't."

"Will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend then?"

"You didn't need to ask."

Save a place,

I'll be there.

I did have a family. My family was the Gaang. Zuko was my family, I was just too blind to see it before. My dreams to escape had revealed themselves to be an attempt to fill the hole in my heart. Except I didn't know that it was already filled

So that's what they call a family,

Ain't you glad you ain't that way?

Ain't you glad you got a dream called,

Santa Fe.

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erqixi · 4 years

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It had to be done.

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An Insomnia [Errordream] fanfic

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1589 words

8682 characters

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Warnings- death, slight suicidal thoughts, hella lot of angst, slightly grossly descriptive is an area or two

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Characters- Dream, Error, Nightmare, Ink, and Killer (mentioned)

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Error looked at his palm. This was it, he was going to do it. Tonight was perfect, Dream would love it! Smiling, he tucked a small box into his back pocket. He began to walk over to his portal that led to nightmares place. He never noticed the eyes that followed him.

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Dream was having a splendid day! He was excited to see Error later tonight. He looked nervous, but then again he always did around Dream, It made him giggle! He walked down the forest path that led to ink's house. It lay in an au that wasn’t very well populated, so it allowed him to stay low and undiscovered. He knocked on the door. A sudden wave of negative emotions washed over him, catching him off guard. It left as quickly as it came, but it left him a tad confused. Before he could ask himself what it was, the door opened revealing a grinning Ink.

“Heya Dream, howyadoin’?”

“I’m doing fine, how about you?” He responded, forcing a grin.

…

Ink gave him a searching look. “You sure? You look a tad shaken… are you alright? Come in, You can tell me while you drink some of the hot chocolate i made!”

It was wintertime in the au they were in, so it made sense to make some. But Ink being hospitable? Really? He couldn’t believe his non-existent ears. Next thing he knew, he was being pulled over to one of the rainbow bean-bags that Ink had laying around his house. On the kitchen counter were two cups of hot chocolate, one with rainbow colored marshmallows and the other with yellow ones. Yum! Ink brought over the cups and the two sat down.

He took a sniff of the hot chocolate. It smelled like apples, which made him queasy. Ink must have forgotten that he didn’t like apples- again- and bought the apple flavored hot chocolate that this au’s farmers market sold. Trying not to choke, he downed a sip or two of the mix.”I- it tastes good!”

“Glad you like it! Now if you don’t mind, I forgot something in the other room, I hope you don’t mind if I fetch it!” Huh, apologetic. What was the occasion? Ink quickly darted to his bedroom.

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So that he wouldn’t make Ink feel bad, he continued to drink a bit of it. Not long after he felt a burning sensation in his skull. Headache? No… no this was more than a headache, he was sure. The pain was increasing rapidly, and before he knew it, he was not he ground. He started coughing up a black liquid, and negativity flooded over his body, and a black goops started to pour from his right eye. He let out a strangled scream as the goop started covering his whole body, filling him with feelings of negativity that no person should ever feel. He started forgetting things. Wh- whose house was this!?!? Tentacles sprung from his back, ripping his shirt wide open. What is my name? Ribs cracked.

…

Who was he?

He remembered one thing. Error. And with it came not love, but a desire for bloodshed.

Two gray eyes watched soullessly from a distance.

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Error and Nightmare chatted as they walked through the au. Stars and galaxies littered the sky, as comets flew just miles above where they stood. It was beautiful, absolutely beautiful. What, even destroyers can admire the scenery from time to time! The only reason Nightmare was with him is, honestly, he had no idea where the spot really was. He just told Dream to meet him there, so he had to ask Nightmare to bring him there. The guy was surprisingly supportive. He actually got so excited when Error told him about the proposal that blue apples appeared, glowing in his eyes. That got a laugh out of Error… almost at the expense of one of his fingers… but hey, ink could always make him a new one, right? They walked silently, with a few exchanges, through the sparse forest. The peace didn’t last long though, unfortunately. Nightmare was slowing down a bit, which struck Error as odd. He slowed. “Hey boss, you doing alright?”

“Yeah, just feeling a bit queasy that’s all…”

Nightmare admitting he was a bit weak? Yeah, something was definitely up. “Hey, why don’t we stop for just a minute…?

“Fine…”

They sat behind a large boulder as Nightmare slowly recuperated. Or at least, that was the expectation. But no, the poor guy was getting worse by the second. Neither of them knew what was going on, but it wasn’t good. Growing increasingly worried, both that he is going to be late, and that Nightmare was clearly dying or something, he opened his mouth to tell Nightmare to go home and get some rest or something so he God forbid doesn’t die, when he hears a muffled scream. He whips around to see Nightmare shaking, staring at his hand. Error rushed over to him, soul pounding. His hand. Okay. His hand. His… hand… his… his…

Oh my god his hand-

The goop that covered Nightmares body had parted way, revealing pearly white bones underneath. And it was still going, crawling up his arm. Before he knew it, a small, boy sized skeleton stood before him, shaking to the core. He gaped at what was supposedly his boss.

“This- this isn’t good- oh god-“

“Wh- what the hell- where is the black… stuff!?!?”

…

“This is bad, isn’t it…”

Just from the look Nightmare gave him, he knew it had to be about dream.

“W- what happened to him!?”

“He ate a dark apple- he must have- but why!? He would never purposely eat one! Someone must have made hi-“ he suddenly shoved error into the bushes, with force too strong to have seriously come from something that small. Shaking, he looked at where Nightmare was staring. Oh my God-

“Is that Dr”

Nightmares hand slapped across Errors mouth, and he gave him a warning look. Standing a couple yards away from them was a very goopy, pissed off- what he assumed was- Dream. And he was looking straight at them.

Nightmare and Error looked at each other.

“Run.”

And that they did. As fast as they could. He felt an urge to run towards Dream instinctively, but Nightmare helped him fight it off. That wasn’t Dream anymore.

Demon Dream was quickly catching up to them. “SPLIT UP!” Nightmare shouted.

“ARE YOU CRAZY!?”

“JUST RUN I’LL DISTRACT HIM HE WON'T KILL ME! I KNOW HIM!” Nightmare shouted. Error didn’t pick up the fear and doubt edging Nightmares voice.

Hesitantly he ran in a different direction. He found himself in a clearing where he collapsed, trying to catch his breath, wheezing. This wasn’t happening… please, God tell me this isn’t happening…

he was jolted out of his misery by the sound of footsteps behind him. Dream was standing right behind him.

And dust was dropping from his tentacles. He started shaking. “D- Dream, I-“

One of dreams tentacles wrapped around his neck, snatching him up off the ground, and the ring fell out of his pocket. He couldn’t breathe. “Dream no please stop this isnnnnnntnnt…-“ it got tighter. Multicolored dots and glitches filled his vision. He gagged. “DREAM PLEASE-“ cold, deep orange eyes stared soullessly at him.

Pain pierced his chest, and it all went black.

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A scream pierced the air.

A jolt went through his body. Wh- where was I!? What am I doing in the forest?!?! Oh my god why do I have tentacles?!-

It all came flooding back. He was at Inks house. He… he collapsed… but why? The… the… the hot chocolate? Apples. Apples… ink left him alone… he...

He…

That traitor put a dark apple in his hot chocola-

He noticed there was something laying by his feet. He looked down.

And he froze. His eyes widened. His body stiffened.

Nonono

NONONONO

He collapsed and wrapped his arms shortly around Error's body. He was shaking violently, head reeling. “YOUR NOT DEAD YOU CAN'T BE-“ He frantically searches for a soulbeat. Then a pulse. But nothing. The guardian of positivity collapsed on Error, gripped his hand, and cried. Cried because there was no reason left to live. Cried till there were no tears left to cry. Cried because of the fear, pain, and guilt that came crashing down on him all at once. But those beautiful stars just glittered coldly down on them. Footsteps sounded behind him, and he turned around to see blue and yellow eyes and a wide smile.

Ink walked over to them.

“Get away from him you psychopath!”

Ink stepped over a few feet and picked up a small golden ring. It donned a beautiful yellow diamond at which the likes of that he had never seen before. Horror dawned on Dream's face.

“Nothing personal kid. But the creators were getting a little weary of the lack of action around these places.” He Summoned a sharp, black bone. Error's body disintegrated into dust. “And I have taken it upon myself to keep them interested. So, like I said…”

He readied his fingers for a snap.

“Nothing personal kid!”

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He was an amazing actor. It was Killer who found them there, and everyone came after that. He would act terrified, and his eyes a grayish blue color. When they asked what happened, he won’t respond only with, in a shaky voice,

“I just found them here.”

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sol-tinyrayofsun · 4 years

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Zutara Week Day 6 - Affirm: It Was Always You (Falling For Me)

This little story has been on my mind for quite some time now and I somehow made it work with the prompt. It’s really fluffy, ridiculous, and features a lot of Toph’s brilliance to mess with her friends yet always meaning well. I just had a good time writing it, it was honestly a fun ride.

I hope you enjoy it! As always, thank you for reading! Feedback and comments are always appreciated! <3 In case you prefer it, also on AO3! Title: It Was Always You (Falling For Me)

Rating: G

Summary: When Katara let Toph convince her of giving Zuko a love potion to make him fall in love with her, she knew the chances of the plan going sideways were extremely high. Still, the last thing she expected was for Zuko to act normal. Painfully normal. Operation “Sparky Falling For Sugar Queen” turns out to be a little too complicated. (Set after Ember Island Players but before Sozin’s Comet).

----- “Pst! Katara!”

The waterbender tilted her head. The kitchen appeared to be empty. Still, she could hear someone calling for her, loud and clear. She had been busy making sure they had everything ready for lunch around Zuko’s holiday house at Ember Island.

“Katara!” There it was, that voice again. “Listen up, Sugar Queen!”

Wait for a second, that was Toph’s voice. Definitely.

“Toph?” She asked, walking around the room. “Where on earth are you?”

“Inside the broomstick closet!” Toph chuckled. “Come here for a sec.”

Katara did as she said. Once she opened the door, she found Toph mischievously smirking, holding a little bottle in her hands.

“So, what is it?”

“This!” Toph replied, showing off the bottle with a grin on her face. “This is what I wanted to show you!”

“And you were hidden with all those broomsticks because…”

“Dramatic effect, Sugar Queen, never underestimate it,” she said, stepping into the kitchen hall. “Now, aren’t you going to ask what this is for?”

“Sure, Toph,” Katara let out an amused sigh. “Why is it so important?

“How do you feel about having some fun at Sparky’s expenses?”

In all honesty, the idea sounded tempting. After the dreadful night Katara had endured with that stupid play just days ago, she could use more than a little fun. Although Toph’s idea of fun could sometimes be questionable, at the very least.

“Hold up. What do you have in mind?”

“This little thing,” Toph shook the bottle up in the air. “It’s a temporary love potion.”

Katara broke down in a scandalous laugh. “Yeah, and where did you get that from?”

Toph made a defensive frown. “Hey, it’s the real deal! I bought it from a weird old lady in town. She wasn’t lying, I swear.”

“Alright, I believe you. And what do you suggest we do with it?”

“Yes, that’s the attitude!” she celebrated. “According to the weirdo, two drops of this stuff and you can make anyone fall at your feet. All you need is for the other person to consume it while looking at you. And I just thought, wouldn’t it be hilarious if Zuko just happened to suddenly be crazy in love with you? That play inspired me, that’s all I’m saying.”

Well, that sounded like a recipe for disaster. Especially considering the way that play had contributed to her latest confusion regarding her feelings for two very powerful - and very different - benders. Still, it was a tempting offer.

“Toph, that’s insane!” Hesitation could be heard in her voice. “Trust me, pranking Zuko would be entertaining, but we cannot force him to be forever in love with me! I mean, what on earth would we do then? Seems a little cruel to me.”

“See? That’s the catch. It’s temporary. Two drops would only make him fall in love with you for a couple of days, tops. Come on! I thought you had been introduced to the concept of fun.”

Spirits, screw it. Two days of some harmless fun, how bad could it be? She could use a little distraction from the constant stress they were all under.

“Are you sure the effect will wear off?”

“Absolutely. Say yes, please! You know I can always do it without you. Or to you.” A mischievous smile framed her face. “You know you want to torture Sparky a little bit.”

“Alright… Let’s do it. But if anything goes sideways it’s your responsibility.”

“Heck yeah! That’s the spirit!” Toph gave her an affectionate punch in the shoulder. “Oh man, this is going to be too fun to watch!”

And so operation “Sparky falling for Sugar Queen” was put into motion. The two girls would prepare some tea - which would undoubtedly bribe Zuko in there - and make sure he was left alone with Katara when it came to drinking it. Toph would oversee everything from a cautious distance. It was the craziest, most random idea ever. But it sure sounded like fun.

Once everything was ready, Katara waited for Zuko in the kitchen. Needless to say, she was feeling a tad nervous. Waiting by the countertop, staring at the two teacups in front of her, she felt her heart racing on her chest.

It was just for two days. And it would certainly be nice to laugh with Toph about Zuko’s ridiculous lovey-dovey attitude. Most importantly, she wouldn’t even dream to risk Toph giving her the concoction. No, her feelings were already messy enough without the help of any love potion.

“Katara, are you in here?” Zuko’s voice interrupted her overthinking. “Toph said you made tea for me…?”

Time for the show. She put on her brightest smile as Zuko sat down in front of her.

“Yes! You seemed so tired this morning, figured you could use a little boost.”

She handed him the cup with the two drops mixed in the tea.

Zuko gifted her with a thankful smile. “Thank you, that’s very nice of you.”

Nice of me… Yeah, sure. Just drink the tea and look at me.

He started drinking, only to stop after a few sips to have a little chat.

“So, Aang’s training is looking decent,” he started saying. “But I can tell he’s getting increasingly anxious. We might need to keep an eye on him, I wouldn’t want him to start avoiding our sessions.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Katara intervened. “I’ll make sure he doesn’t slack on his training. Drink your tea, it’ll get cold otherwise.”

“Alright, alright,” he complied, looking into her eyes. “Thanks again for making it.”

Katara observed him as he drank the whole thing in one go. Her golden eyes staring at her with an amused shine to them. She wondered how Zuko being in love with her would be like. He didn’t exactly give off the cheesy type vibes, though she knew how much of a dork he actually was. If you fall in love because of a potion, you’re pretty much doomed to grandiloquent gestures and infatuated declarations, right? Well, she wasn’t an expert on the subject. But she did know a thing or two about having feelings for someone.

Toph sneaked into the kitchen, placing her hands on Zuko’s shoulders and giving them one tight squeeze. “Hello there, Sparky, how are you feeling on this lovely day?”

“Hey Toph,” he greeted her. “Much better after that tea, actually.”

Despite the perfectly normal response, Toph continued with her attack.

“You know what? Sugar Queen over here confessed to me this morning that she felt she looked terrible. I’m clearly not the best judge when it comes to looks.” The vicious smile on her face was a little too obvious. “How is she looking today, Sparky? Isn’t she stunning as usual?”

Oh, no. Katara felt herself blushing. The whole operation had quickly turned into Toph having fun at the expenses of both her and Zuko. But in all honesty, how could she had ever expected otherwise?

“Um, well,” Zuko mumbled, his eyes glued to the countertop. “She looks just the same to me. Like you said, um, she’s got her usual look.”

Katara wished Toph could see the look of utter confusion in her eyes. That was not the response she had imagined.

Zuko abruptly stood up. “Alright, I think I’ll get back to training. See you two later,” he greeted them. “Oh, and Katara. Thanks again for the tea.”

‘Thanks for the tea’? So much for romantic gestures.

Toph grasped her arm as soon as Zuko was out the door.

“What on earth? That was the least romantic interaction ever.” The earthbender exclaimed, looking frustrated.

“Hey, let’s give it some time. Maybe the effect hasn’t kicked in yet.”

“Okay, we’ll wait. Man, what a bummer. I was fully expecting him to start a rant about how beautiful you are.” Toph threw her hands up in the air, grunting.

“Patience, we’ll get there,” Katara reassured her.

But am I even sure I want to get there?

Deep down, a part of her was hoping for it.

The rest of the day was spent with Toph trying her best to get Zuko to do anything remotely romantic regarding Katara, in an attempt to kick off the love potion effects. Much to her frustration, nothing seemed to do the trick. Katara wasn’t sure what to think of it. Did she feel relieved, disappointed, or maybe even bored? Truth be told, it was kind of a mix of all three.

Katara witnessed as Toph did everything she could. From suggesting they paired up in training all the way up to making them meditate together. All she got from Zuko was radio silence. Well, at least in the sense they were expecting.

“Are you sure you don’t feel a little weird, Sparky?” Toph asked him for the millionth time during dinner.

“Um, no? Why?” Zuko had a look of complete confusion on his face.

“You sure you don’t feel a little more sparky than usual? Don’t you sense some new emotions?” Toph continued. “Anything different?”

“Alright, that’s enough Toph,” Katara interrupted. “You’re scaring the poor boy.”

“Yeah, Toph, what’s all that nonsense about?” Sokka asked.

“Why should Zuko feel different?” Aang’s voice showed a tad of concern.

“Nothing, nothing,” Toph replied. “Calm down, you all. I was just wondering.”

Katara noticed the annoyed frown on her friend’s face. She seemed pissed off by the lack of results, the whole plan had been her idea after all.

After the meal, Suki stayed with them doing the dishes.

“Are you two going to tell me what’s going on already?” she asked them, with her hands on her hips and an inquisitive look in her eyes.

“Going on with what?” Toph played the innocent. “We’re just scraping plates.”

“Oh, come on! You have been acting weird all day! Especially you, Toph, asking Zuko the most random questions.”

“What do you say, Sugar Queen, should we tell her?” Toph asked.

“Sure, maybe she’ll even know why it’s not working,” Katara replied. “But Suki, promise not to tell any of the guys, alright?”

Suki let out an exasperated sigh. “Fine, just spill it.”

“Okay, let me see. We made Sparky drink a love potion with his tea so he would fall in love with Katara. For two days. And before you ask, yes, it’s legit. Oh, but nothing’s happened yet.” Toph´s explanation was accompanied by a playful grin on her face.

“You’re joking, right?” Suki asked with a sarcastic smirk. “Katara would never be on board with that.”

“Actually,” she said, blushing. “I thought it was kind of a fun idea.”

“Yeah, so much for fun since Sparky hasn’t shown any signs of love and it’s been hours! He should be acting all lovey-dovey already.”

Suki burst into laughter. “Spirits, that’s hilarious! You gave him a freaking love potion and he’s acting as usual?”

“I don’t get what you’re laughing about! Something’s seriously wrong with him! Or us!” Toph complained. “Katara, are you sure you didn’t drink the potion yourself?”

“Yes, Toph, I’m absolutely positive I gave him the cup with the two drops,” Katara replied.

“Are you telling me you two don’t realize what’s going on?” Suki asked, an amused expression framing her face. “For being the ones to come up with this plan you seem rather clueless.”

A suspicion started to take shape into Katara’s mind. She couldn’t help but ask. “Suki, what are you talking about?”

“Yeah, come on!” Toph urged her. “Do you know something that we don’t?”

Suki let out a soft giggle. “Well, let’s think about it. You gave Zuko a love potion to fall for Katara, right? Toph, you say it’s a legit one. But Zuko is acting painfully normal. Even though he is under the effects of the potion.”

“Your point is?” Toph was sitting down on the countertop with a desperate expression on her face.

“If Zuko acts just as usual when he is supposed to be artificially in love with Katara… What do you think it’s the reason?”

“His heart is missing?”

“The dose wasn’t strong enough?”

“No!” Suki exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. “He was already in love with her!”

Wait. What? That doesn’t make any sense.

“Spirits, Spirits, Spirits!!!” Toph jumped down the countertop, hands on her head, and on the verge of screaming. “That’s it! Suki, you’re a genius.”

Katara hadn’t even blinked. She was not even entirely sure she was still breathing. Zuko in love with her? It couldn’t be. He had even looked embarrassed by the way the play paired them together. Although she had acted embarrassed as well. And a part of her knew very well why.

“Sugar Queen, I can’t believe I didn’t realize it sooner.” Toph poked her cheeks. “His heartbeat is all over the place whenever you’re around but again so is yours, and I thought it was just all that love/hate dynamic you’ve got going on. I had actually started to suspect he liked you, but Spirits, I didn´t realize he loves you.”

Love/hate, what? This can’t be happening.

Suki raised a brow. “Hold up, Toph, are you saying Katara’s heart beats faster when Zuko is around?”

“That’s a lie!” Katara exclaimed, snapping out. She couldn’t let her friends figure out the truth. “My heart is perfectly fine, thank you very much. And Zuko is not in love with me!”

“And I suppose you have unlimited access to his mind and that’s how you know that?” Toph deadpanned.

“No… I - That’s unfair Toph,” she managed to mumble, feeling her heart starting to race on her chest.

“As unfair as the fact that you’re heart is betraying your words in this exact second,” Toph replied.

Katara wished with all of her strength that the ground opened up and swallowed her. The entire operation had gone sideways. But not in the way she had originally expected. No, it was worse.

“Alright, alright,” Suki intervened. “Enough torturing with Katara, this was supposed to be about Zuko.”

“Thank you. Can we please go back to the point?”

Toph let out an exasperated sigh. “The point is Zuko is in love with you, Sugar Queen. But not because of the love potion, it seems like he’s been head over heels for you way before drinking that tea.”

“I seriously can't believe you didn’t figure this out sooner,” Suki said. “The question is, what are you going to do about it, Kat?”

That was a very good question indeed. One she had no answer for.

“Why should I even do something about it?” Katara asked, a confused look in her eyes.

“Because I think deep down you want to.” Suki’s tone got serious all of the sudden.

Toph placed a hand on her shoulder. “Sugar Queen, I’m sorry if my prank ended up bringing you a headache. But Suki’s right, you should confront him.”

“Confront him? We’re in the middle of a war! I don’t need any distractions.” Her head was spinning a little too fast.

“Says the girl who complied to give a love potion to Sparky,” Toph remarked.

“Katara, would you seriously prefer to have a lump on your throat until Aang has taken down Fire Lord Ozai?”

Truth be told, she would hate that. A part of her knew she had feelings for Zuko. For that poor firebender she had given a love potion to. Only to have the whole scheme backfire right on her face. Now, she had to stand up to it.

“No.” She shook her head. “I wouldn’t prefer that.”

“Then hear me out because I have a plan!” Toph exclaimed, enthusiasm written all over her face. “I know how to get one last bit of fun out of this failure of an operation.”

——

The next day went out according to what the girls had planned. Still hoping for at least a bit of extra romance on Zuko’s behalf - which, unsurprisingly, never occurred - the three of them acted normal all the way until the afternoon.

After training, Toph cornered the poor Zuko on his way to the beach. Katara and Suki stayed at the shore, discreetly listening.

“Sparky, this is your last chance!” Toph exclaimed.

“My last chance for what?” The look of sheer confusion on his face was priceless to say the least.

“Come on! Please tell me you are feeling extra lovey-dovey and maybe I’ll let you walk away without making you even more uncomfortable.”

“Toph, I swear I have no clue what you’re talking about.”

“You’re telling me you don’t feel any special romantic feelings today?”

“Um, no?” His voice had a strain of nervousness to it.

“And what about regular feelings? Got them for anyone? Maybe for someone you drink a lot of tea with?”

“Uh - No? Um, Toph, can I please go now?” Zuko stuttered.

“Ha! I knew it, you sneaky little bastard! That’s a lie.” Toph threw her hands up in the air. “I can tell you’re lying. I was right, heck yeah!”

Zuko anxiously tried to get past her. “Alright, sure, can I please go down to the beach now?”

“Don’t you want to know why I’m asking you this?”

“Do I have to?”

“We gave you a love potion, Sparky! A love potion mixed with that tea you drank yesterday. And you were supposed to fall in love with Miss Sugar Queen!” Toph’s was grinning from ear to ear.

Katara and Suki exchanged a concerned look. That was not part of the plan. Katara was supposed to be the one to tell Zuko about the love potion. After Toph had made sure whether he was lying or not. Then, and only maybe, she would mention the tricky subject of actual feelings.

“What on earth, Toph?” Zuko’s face was pale as a ghost. “Why would you do that?”

“Because I've been suspecting for forever that you liked her! And when I got that love potion it was just too tempting not to go for it. I thought it would be a fun experiment! Katara was also on board with it.”

“But?”

“But it only made me reaffirm my theory! What I didn’t expect is that you don’t just like her, you’re full-blown in love with her!”

“Toph, can you please tone it down? I wouldn’t want anyone else to hear this conversation,” Zuko pleaded.”

Katara was cursing Toph, Suki, Zuko, the moon, the stars, the Spirits, and herself. Toph playing matchmaker as subtle as an elephant trying to fit into her sleeping tent.

“Sparky, don’t you see Katara and Suki over there in the corner? They’re already listening!” Toph waved at the two of them, she had the most amused look on her face.

“What? Toph!” Zuko’s face was now entirely red. “You’re insane.”

“Sh, let me get to the best part,” she shushed him. “I think our dear Sugar Queen has something very important to tell you.”

Toph grabbed him by the wrist and started marching up to them.

Toph, you’ll pay for this, Katara thought as she found herself in front of Zuko.

“Now, I think Suki and I have to go do literally anything else but being here,” Toph resolved. “Alright! Everyone’s happy? See you!

“Kat, I’m sorry,” Suki mumbled. “I had no clue about this but I’ll better go.”

The two girls sprinted back to the house, where Aang and Sokka were probably taking care of dinner.

Her eyes met Zuko’s, and she felt her heart racing inside of her chest. The awkwardness of the situation was remarkable.

“So… I’m taking it you heard everything Toph said?” Zuko asked, sitting down on the shore next to her.

“Yeah,” she replied, nervously playing with the sand that surrounded them. “I’m sorry about the love potion thing. It was stupid of me.”

“I just didn’t understand the logic behind it. Were you going to let me be in love with you for all eternity?”

“The effect was supposed to wash out tomorrow…” She let out a sigh. “But I guess it’s the same now.”

“Because you realized that I acted normal around you even with the potion?”

“Exactly.” Katara took a deep breath. “Look, Zuko, I had no clue-”

“Katara,” he interrupted her. “It’s okay. I don’t mind you know.”

“So it’s true then? Are you…”

“Am I in love with you?” He rubbed the back of his neck, his whole body seemed anxious. “Yeah, I am. I guess even more than I knew.”

Silence. Just sheer silence.

Zuko rushed to continue. “It’s perfectly okay if you don’t feel the same way.”

But she did feel the same way.

“Look, I think I’m in love with you too,” she blurted out, feeling her cheeks turning bright red.

“You are?” His voice was tinted with astonishment.

She nodded in agreement. Then, she proceeded to say something else. “The night of the play, Aang felt terrible about the possibility of us being together. He kissed me and… and I pulled apart. I was horribly confused. A part of me knew he has always expected to be with me. But it didn’t feel right.”

Katara made a pause. She couldn’t believe she was actually saying those words out loud.

“Go on, I’m listening,” Zuko encouraged her.

“Well, I knew I felt something for you for a long time already. But with what happened the night of the play, and now this whole love potion thing… I realize I’m in love with you too.”

Zuko brushed his fingertips against the back of her hand. “Thank you, for being honest with me.”

She squeezed his hand. “Thank you for not wanting to kill me for giving you a love potion.”

“Now what?”

“I don’t know. We still have a war to win.”

A moment of quietness invaded the space between them. Their fingers were intertwined, both of their hearts racing. They were savoring the confirmation of their feelings - and embracing the uncertainty - together.

“Do you want to wait?”

“Wait?”

“Yeah, until this whole mess is over,” he explained. “We can figure out things slowly, I don’t mind. It’s not like I’m suddenly going to stop having feelings for you.”

“So you would still be in love with me… And I would still be in love with you…”

“But we focus on winning the war first.”

Katara tilted her to look straight at him. “Can I occasionally do this, though?”

He made a slight frown. “Do what?”

She didn’t give him much time to wonder. In a split second, she leaned onto him and placed a kiss on his lips. It was sweet, quick, and a little timid. But it was still the first kiss they shared.

“So?” Katara asked, a light smile framing her face. “Can I?”

Zuko placed his arm around her shoulder, allowing her to rest her head on the creek of his neck.

He squeezed her hand, chuckling. “Yeah, I think you can.”

“You know what? I’m really glad Toph convinced me to give you that stupid love potion.”

---- I hope you enjoyed this fluffy little thing I wrote! Feedback is always appreciated! <3 Thank you for reading! @zutaraweek

#zutara week 2020 #zutara #zutara fanfiction #zuko x katara #every week is zutara week baby

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parkkrys · 4 years

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What would be Wolffe's reaction if Comet ever called Wolffe daddy?

Wrote this one heh

Sorry if it's not the best. Once again just typing it on my phone

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Comet blushed every single time one of his co workers would tease him about his boyfriend. He was used to the 'damn he is a cradle robber', the 'maybe he just needed someone younger to keep up with him if you know what I mean'.

It didn't bother him, he actually found it amusing because the age difference between the two of them didn't really bother him.

He is an adult, Wolffe is an adult, what's there to freak out about?

The only comment that has ever made him pause was a female co worker who was talking to another one, quite loudly. It was clear they wanted him to hear them.

"Oh please, that so called boyfriend is his sugar daddy. He will get bored and leave him behind like he's nothing."

The second part of the comment stung, it was always a fear he had. Thinking that Wolffe would get bored and leave but the first part, that is what caught his attention.

Sugar daddy? He never thought of it that way, but the more he thought about it the more he realized that she was right.

Did it bother him? A bit yes, but he loved Wolffe for who he was and he was sure that Wolffe wanted him for him. Not for some poor boy to spend money on.

Comet felt a smile grow on his lips as he stopped restocking the fridge for a moment. He wonders how Wolffe would react to him calling him daddy?

He knew he had to find out.

Comet found himself vibrating in excitement and nerves as he walked beside Wolffe, hands locked together as Wolffe pulled him close to keep him warm from the chill.

"Want to come up?" Comet found himself asking as they arrived to his apartment, he felt himself not willing to say it in public. Yes, he was embarrassed but hey, if it got Wolffe excited it lead to some fun times.

"I don't know Comet. You still have a shift in the morning and I have paperwork to grade."

He was not going to let the disappointment stop him. "But we can at least spend a couple hours together if you'd like?"

He loved it when Wolffe smiled at him, it made him feel light headed. "Can't get distracted."

"Do I make you distracted daddy?"

Comet immediately felt himself flush as he watched Wolffe freeze, his mind completely rebooting.

"What did you just call me?"

Comet didn't know if he wanted to play it off as a joke or not. "Daddy?"

It came out more as a whisper then anything else as the embarrassment crept up. This was so silly, what was he thinking?

Wolffe stayed silent as he took a step closer towards him, tilting his head lightly to kiss Comet gently.

"You are making me feel old."

"Sorry."

Wolffe huffed as he kissed Comet once again as he pulled away. "Try it again later."

Comet couldn't help but to pout because that meant that Wolffe was still not going to come up with him. "But."

"No buts starboy. Tomorrow okay?"

"Yes sir." Comet said softly, turning around to walk to the entrance. He stopped when he heard Wolffe make a small sound behind him.

"Okay I am sure a couple hours won't hurt." Wolffe stated as he grabbed Comet's hand and he found himself confused.

"Wolffe?"

"Be quiet, get your pretty ass in the building."

Oh, oh, OH. Well, that was unexpected but this was something Comet could work with.

"Yes sir."

He laughed as Wolffe swore gently, moving faster than before. It was a fun couple of hours.

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And there we go. That just happened heh.

I feel like Wolffe would have more of a authority kink then a daddy kink.

If you folks want me to rather answer with a mini fic then an answer let me know!

#star wars #tcw #parkkrys writes #wolffe x comet #sugar daddy au #clonecest #commander wolffe #clone trooper comet #anon

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ythankucaptainmccoy · 4 years

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Teasing and Consequences: Commander Wolffe x Grey Jedi reader x wolfpack

While on a mission with the wolfpack the reader decides to do a little teasing with the men, and her secret boyfriend Wolffe believes it to be unfair. Having Master Jedi Plo Koon close she has to be as discrete, but when he is called away and leaves her in charge her playing can begin. WARNING: Smut ahead like serious smutty smut

This was started by an imagine I had of Wolffe “sharing” with the wolfpack, but I twisted it some. I don’t own Star Wars or any characters. I am so sorry that this was super long and took me two and a half hours to write. Happy Valentines Day Yall!

The wolfpack had been deployed to Kashyyyk to bring supplies and help set up communications there. Among the 104th was Master Jedi Plo Koon and (Y/N). (Y/N) had once been Plo Koons padawan, but had left the order after she became a Jedi Knight to then become a Grey Jedi. Once the war started he had called upon her to help with the war effort and to fight by his side as an ally. She graciously accepted fitting right in with the wolfpack. Plo Koon often thought she fit in too well with the pack.

(Y/N) sat on a stack of supply crates in the middle of the camp. Commander Wolffe watched as she used the force to put another log onto the fire. The shadows of the troops dancing on the LAAT behind them. Wolffe noticed that Plo was meditating peacefully until his comm chirped to life. He watched Plo nod along to whatever was being said to him. Master Plo Koon stood to then explain that the Jedi Council needed him back on Coruscant. “(Y/N) will be in charge of the rest of this mission, I will be taking some of you back with me”, Plo told the group. He called several of the “pups” or shinnies to go with him, and a pilot for the second LAAT.

After making sure that they would be okay to carry out the rest of the mission he climbed aboard the LAAT. A rush of wind Master Plo Koon and most of the shinnies were gone. That left Wolffe, Sinker, Boost, Comet, Warthog and Wildfire with General (Y/N). Wolffe placed Boost on watch as everyone turned into their cots. That’s how it started with Boost standing at the edge of camp when he straightened to his full height and shivered. He turned slowly sure to see someone standing behind him, but when he turned there was no one. He could have swore he felt something or someone draw a straight line down his back.

It was a fairly pleasantly warm feeling that he had, and there it was again but this time on the side of his neck. This time it felt like fingers being lightly drawn across his skin and he shuddered. This went on until the sensation felt like a hand being drawn down his chest, down his abdomen and right to where his pants met his top. He was a panting mess by this point and groaned in annoyance when it stopped right before it touched his slowly hardening cock. Boost felt like he was going mad. Then it started again but now felt like two fingers each tracing the V in his hips, and once again stopping before touching the spot he wanted it most.

Boost had to do something and he quickly checked to make sure everyone was asleep. He slowly crept to the other side of the LAAT, and took care of his needs. Once he was finished pants still around his thighs Sinker walked around the corner. Boost yelped as Sinker cursed and turned around. “Kriffin’ really Boost of all the times to do this you picked now!”, he shreaked. “Look I couldn’t help it somethin’ was messing with me. Like I could feel someones fingers and hands on me, but no one was there”, Boost tried to convince him. Sinker elected to disregard the incident and relieved his brother from watch to take over. Boost walked to his cot and plopped down to sleep. It didn’t take long for sleep to find him.

The next incident was that morning as they were getting some crates loaded back onto the transport with Sinker. He was walking with a crate when something felt like it was cupping him and slowly started to almost massage him. He instantly dropped the crate and had to grab hold of Boost’s shoulder to keep from doubling over. “Vod are you alright?”, Boost urged. “I’m fine”, he grunted out. He was hard as a rock right now, and what the hell is that. Then as quickly as it had seemed to start it ended leaving poor Sinker to carry on as if nothing happened.

After a day of unloading most of the supplies to the villages they were offered to stay in one of the guest huts for the night. Wolffe had noticed that (Y/N) had been quiet which was strangely out of character for her, but wrote it off as her being tired. That night Wolffe noticed Wildfire thrashing some as he slept, but ignored him, and tried to get to sleep. Wildfire knew this was a dream, but it felt so real. He was dreaming of General (Y/N) taking off his armor, and the teasing that she was giving him was torture. Once all the armor was off she dropped to her knees slowly tugging his blacks and grays down. Then she did something he never thought would happen. She pulled the tip of his member into her mouth. Wolffe by this time had noticed that the noises coming from Wildfire were that of pleasure, and he looked over to see him buck his hips slightly.

“You have to be kidding me”, Wolffe grumbled as he rolled over to sleep. Wildfire was so close and right before he came she stopped, and she just grinned up at him. He sat bolt upright, wide awake and looked down to see that yes it had affected him. He calmed himself then after waiting for thirty minutes he was able to sleep. That same night Warthog had woken up, but couldn’t get back to sleep. He closed his eyes when he heard (Y/N)’s soft voice in his ear requesting him to pull her hair and spank her. His eyes shot open, and looked at (Y/N)’s cot to see her sleeping peacefully. He closed his eyes again and this time he heard her moan lewdly. At first he tried to ignore it, but it didn’t help. “Mmmmm harder please harder”, he heard her voice.

He once again looked around to see if anyone was awake. Then once confirming that everyone was asleep he began listening to that voice. “That’s it just like that! Please faster! Ooooooh please don’t stop!”, her voice sounded again. “Cum for me. Yeah Cum inside me”, her voice panted. He ended up finishing into his hand, and quietly got up and found something to clean off with. He was able to get back to sleep quickly after that. The next morning Wolffe noticed that (Y/N) was still asleep, but that wasn’t unusual for her. He let her sleep in for ten more minutes then woke her. She looked utterly exhausted and he grabbed some stim packs for her to take.

“Are you alright you look sickly”, he told her. “I’m fine I guess I’m not getting enough sleep”, she explained. Wolffe took her word for it but would keep an eye on her. They had made two more stops and delivered the last of the supplies, but an intense storm had grounded them for the rest of that day and night. Comet didn’t like storms even when he was on Kamino he had hated them. He usually sought the comfort of one of his brothers especially at night. “Comet are you alright?”, the General had questioned. “I just don’t like storms”, he murmured trying not to wake anyone. “Here you can share my cot”, she told him. He hesitated for a moment before another roll of thunder sounded over head.

(Y/N) opened the blanket and he slid in careful not to get to close. “Its okay to get closer Comet I don’t bite unless you ask me too”, she giggled. His eyes widened slightly and she rolled her eyes. “I was joking now get some sleep”, she said pulling him a little closer. He eventually fell into a comfortable sleep. He had to be dreaming or was he. He couldn’t tell all he knew was that General (Y/N) had her top off and was giving him a tit job and every time she would slide down she would lick the top of his head. It was wonderful and he was getting close to finishing when the dream stopped, and he woke up slowly to some of his vodes snickering. He opened his eyes to realize his head was right on (Y/N) breasts. Then he realized that not only was he laying on her, but when he moved he could tell that he had a problem down south.

When he looked up Warthog and Boosts where grinning from ear to ear. “Sleep well vod”, Warthog questioned. “Oh shut up” he seethed. He didn’t even have the chance to get up when Wolffes booming voice made him shoot up to his feet. “What the Kriff were you doing with the General?!” he yelled. (Y/N) by this time had shot up as well trying to figure out what was happening then she realized. Wolffe had Comet by his blacks and had pinned him to the wall of the LAAT. “Wolffe calm down”, (Y/N) told him putting her hand on his shoulder. “No I want an answer Comet”, Wolffe growled. The others were tense waiting to see how this was going to play out. “I don’t like storms and (Y/N) had offered to share a cot, but I swear I didn’t do anything to her”, Comet pleaded his case. “Bantha shit!”, Wolffe snarled. “Wolffe its true I offered to share a cot with him, and he didn’t do anything”, (Y/N) admitted.

Wolffe released Comet and they prepared to head out. Once they got back to the flag ship they headed for Coruscant. Once back Wolffe overheard the troops talking about the wierd touches and dreams they had and that’s when he realized that you had been using the force to tease the men. He was a little angry at first, but then he decided that you should be punished for your teasing. He gathered Boost, Sinker, Warthog, Wildfire and Comet and told them that the touches and weird dreams were all your doing. “Commander Wolffe how do you know that she can do those things”, Boost asked and the Commander smirked. “No way”, Warthog snorted, but he believed him. “I believe she needs to have a punishment and I think I know the way to do that”, Wolffe told them as he elaborated his plan.

It was quiet today in the 104th racks and as you made your way into the common room the boys were lounging about. Wollfe wasn’t among them and you looked to Sinker and asked where you could find him. After all the teasing you wanted a couple of hours with your loved Commander. At the mention of his name Wolffe came into the room. “Commander Wolffe I was wondering if I may have some words with you”, you smiled. “Its okay (Y/N) they know about us you can drop the formalities”, he nodded to his vode. “You told them”, you said baffled. “Well after all they would have found out eventually and if you are up for it I think you need to be punished for teasing them while we were on Kashyyyk, but only if you are okay with it”, Wolffe looked at you waiting for conformation. You bit your lip and nodded to his relief. The others took that as their go ahead and slowly surrounded you.

Wolffe had already started to kiss you and Boost bold as ever took position behind you and started to run his hands up and down your sides. You moaned into Wolffe’s kisses and gasped when Boost rutted against you. Wolffe pulled away for a moment to be replaced by Warthog as he grasped your top and pulled it up over you head, then unclasped your bra and tossing it to another side of the room. Warthog dipped down to kiss you and continued downwards until he got to your breast and took a nipple into his mouth. Throwing you head back onto Boost’s shoulder he began to nibble at you ear. You quickly looked at the others and they were slowly starting to rub their hardening cocks. You motioned for Wildfire and Comet to come to either side of you. Once they were on either side you palmed them. “Go ahead and shed those blacks boys you won’t need them”, you told them. All of them quickly shedding their blacks and coming right back to you.

Warthog had now moved onto your other nipple and bit down gently. The cry you let out made boost groan, and rut against your backside again. “I love the noises you make. “Was it you that was “touching” me that night at the camp hmmm”, Boost asked. “Yes” you moan out. Slowly you had started to pump Comet and Wildfire at a steady rhythm. Warthog had stopped to pull you pants and lace panties down, and helped you step out of them. You squealed and let go of Comet and Wildfire as Boost picked you up and sat down on the table. He hooked his arms under you knees and spread you legs apart. Warthog got down and swiped his finger over your exposed slit. “Your so wet for us”, he said, but before you could utter a response Boost lifted you slightly and lined his cock up with your other entrance. He lubed his cock with some of your juices and slowly slid you down onto himself. You cried out and dug your nails into his shoulders. “I know sweetheart, it will feel better soon. Once he was fully sheathed Warthog inserted his fingers and started to pump them slowly .He then started to circle your clit with his thumb.

Once Warthog was satisfied he nodded to Boost who pulled out of you. They took you to the couch where Warthog lay down and motioned for you to get over him. You straddled him and once his cock was lined up you sank down on it. He grabbed your hips not ready for that action, and he spanked you. You cried out and he pulled you forward over him and Wildfire had taken the spot that Boost had previously been. Wildfire slowly entered you from behind and they both waited for you signal. Once you told them it was okay they both started thrusting into you. Wildfire was rough with his thrusting. The moans, gasps and screams that left your lips spurring them on. Noticing Comet you motioned him to you and took him into your mouth. Bobbing your head slowly over him you looked up to see him in complete awe so you took him down your throat and swallowed. “Kriff do that again”, he said although it was strangled and sounded like a question more than a command. Wildfire was close you could tell by how he was twitching inside you, and you were sure Warthog wasn’t going to last much longer either.

Comet pulled out of your mouth and you knew what he wanted, and he was willing to wait patiently. Warthog snaked a hand down to your clit and circled it at a fast pace. You inched closer and closer until it all became to much and came. Wildfire moaned behind you as he came. Once he finished he pulled out and Warthog pulled out and you quickly backed down the couch to catch him with your mouth. Going all the way down your throat and holding there. You hummed and that’s all it took for Warthog to come down your throat. Wolffe knew you would need a moment, but you had already pulled Comet to sit down where you started to tit fuck his cock like you had in the dream you had given him. He was a panting mess, you looked up to him as you took the tip into your mouth swirling the head. Rubbing your tongue on the underside of his head he came with violent little thrusts and chants of you name.

He moved off the couch when his legs started working again Boost had lay back on the couch and pulled you down with you back facing him. He lined up with your second hole and quickly filled you. “Kriff Boost easy”, you told him. Wolffe was now kneeling on the couch ready to claim you and you were ready. He slid into like he was made for you. “Easy cyare I have you now”, he told you. He started slow shallow thrust. Looking to Sinker crooking your finger at him he came to the head of the couch. You leaned your head all the way back to take him in your mouth. Sinker slowly started to move in and out of your mouth adding a little more of his cock each time. Wolffe snapped his hips flush with yours and Boost thrusting had started to turn longer and faster. Relaxing you throat Sinker was able to push his cock all the way in. He noticed the way your throat bulged and about came right there from the sight. Boost was so close and you were right on the edge of another orgasm. Wolffe started to rub you clit with his thumb at a maddening pace. It took you a swipe up the center of your clit and you came harder than you had the first time. “Kri-i-i-i-iff!”, Boost exclaimed as he came. Sinker was thrusting a little faster and when you came you screamed sending intense vibrations along his shaft. Reaching up and cupping his balls he came immediately in short violent spurts. Groaning each time a spurt came out.

Once Sinker pulled away Wolffe pulled you up to him to allow Boost to pull out of you. Wolffe pulled out of you to push you face first into the couch only to take your pussy once again. He was snapping his hips into you at a bruising pace. “Teasing my men”, he said between gritted teeth. “Thinking no one would know what you did”, He grunted. “Going to show you who’s boss and who this pussy truly belongs to”, He growled. “Yes yes yes yes yes”, you chanted. “Gonna cum deep inside you and mark you”, he hissed. “Wolffe please I need you”, you pleaded. He started to rub your clit again. “Come for me cayre, come on my cock”, he bellowed. “I can’t”, you sobbed. “You can and will cayre, now come”, with that command he pinched you clit and you came with a wailing cry soaking his cock with you cum, and he thrust three more times and came with a growl of your name.

After coming down from your high Comet suggested a shower was in order. They cleaned you well and you cleaned them well in return. Tired and wobbling Wolffe helped you dress and carried you to his room to sleep. You said your goodnight’s to the wolfpack as they made their way to the racks. Once inside Wolffes quarters he lay you on the bed and climbed in himself. Instantly snuggling into his side you yawned. “I love you”, you said as you fell asleep. “I love you too cayre”, he replied also falling into a deep sleep.

#wolfpack #Commander Wolffe #104th attack battalion #boost #sinker #comet #warthog #wildfire #plo koon #grey jedi #innapropriate use of the force #star wars clone wars

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fallingstormphoenix · 5 years

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“I Can’t Stop It, I’m Sorry”

Occuldous doesn’t dare move for hours, trembling beside the Siren tank, holding his swollen, blood-encrusted hands against his filthy bloodied shirt. He doesn’t want master to have a reason to hurt him more, he doesn’t want to get beaten, he doesn’t want to have his hands crushed again. His hands throbbed so badly even just being held like this, every little twitch sending new waves of pain through the broken bones and severed nerves. The Siren had hummed to him for a while, trying to lull him to sleep, but his magic was stronger than hers and her song had no effect on him even though he wished it had. He wanted to sleep, he wanted the pain to stop.

If only he could use his magick! He could replace the flayed skin and set the bones, they wouldn’t hurt so much then, they could heal properly, and they wouldn’t risk an infection. But Master had threatened to throw him in with the squid if he used magick against orders. So he laid there, suffering, only able to keening softly as he cradled his mutilated digits. He laid there until he heard the crowd in the big tent disperse and the other circus pets return to their tents. Slowly, painfully, with the bruises from his fall screaming in protest he got up, keeping his hands close against his chest. He stumbled off to find Noni. He needed Noni. She could help him sleep. He struggled out of the aquatics tent towards the Freaks tent. That was where he normally slept when they were on the road. That’s where Noni was. That’s where Master would expect him to be so he could be chained up for the night. A pang of terror raced through him. What if Master had already chained everybody up for the night? He would think that Occuldous had tried to escape! Occuldous heart fluttered and threatened to stop beating from the sheer dread that flooded his body. He couldn’t imagine what Master would do to him. He didn’t want to find out.

As fast as he could he struggled to the tent, stumbled past the other captive magickers and collapsed onto his pile of straw, letting out a soft keening breath when the pain shot through his hands and aching head again. He stuck out his ankle just in time for Master to come in with his key and start locking the iron shackle around each magickers ankle. The chain on the shackles lead to a heavy wooden bar that ran the length of the tent, each side staked into the ground for extra security. But none of the Magickers had any will to escape. They were all so tired. So tired. Occuldous was so tired. Master yanked on his chain after locking the shackle. “Show me your hands.” He ordered, towering over the quaking creature lying in the straw. “P-please m-master, d-don’t h-hurt m-me.” Occuldous begged, thrusting his broken hands towards his Master, his face screwed up as he tried to hold in the tears and cries of pain from the movement. He couldn’t refuse, he couldn’t. That would make Master angry, Master would be angry because he was being bad, and Master would have to hurt him for it. But he was trying, he was trying to be good. He was trying so hard. Master took his hands and turned them over, inspecting the damage. He grunted and let go, letting Occuldous hold them close to his chest again. “Noni.” He snapped, looking toward an older woman across the wooden bar from Occuldous. “Clean and bandage his hands. I don’t want them getting infected. I’ll be right back with supplies.” Master left to get the supplies from his camper, only a few yards away next to his brother’s similar camper. Noni nodded. She looked towards Occuldous worriedly, she’s seen how Master picks on him relentlessly, beating and torturing the poor boy for the slightest infractions. She saw the scars and bruises covering his thin body when she would try to comfort him through a nightmare. She slowly limped over to him, the heavy shackle dragging on her leg as she stepped over the bar and knelt beside Occuldous in the straw, reaching out a soft wrinkled hand to stroke his hair. Occuldous yelped in fear, his eyes shut tightly. “D-don’t h-hurt m-me. I-I’ll beh-h-have. D-don’t hu-r-rt me, p-please...” “Don’t be afraid little one,” Noni whispered gently, carding her fingers through his hair carefully untangling sawdust mud from it. Another Magicker passed her a blanket and she laid it over him carefully. “It’s Noni. I’m keeping you warm and I’m going to bandage up your hands so they feel better.” She said softly. Master returned and dropped the toolbox of first aid supplies in front of Noni with a loud thump. Occuldous jerked away from the sound, the sudden movement causing shooting pains to race through the aggravated nerves.

“Patch him up,” Master said gruffly. “I’ll be back to check in an hour.” He walked away again, leaving them alone to handle the unpleasant task. Noni checked the box. There was hydrogen peroxide, alcohol, suture material, gauze pads, rolled gauze, medical tape, wrapping bandage, triple antibiotic ointment, and a thick fabric gag. There was nothing to ease the pain. Noni swallowed hard and gently carded through Occuldous’ hair. She glanced towards the campers where the two masters were probably sleeping. She didn’t want Occuldous to wake them, she didn’t want him to have to suffer any more punishment. “Hey, my little comet.” She said gently, brushing his hair away from his face. “I’m sorry my Comet, I have to clean up your hands, ok love?” She whispered. “It’s... It’s going to hurt, I can’t stop it from hurting, I’m sorry.” “N-no.” Occuldous whimpered weakly. “D-don’t hurt me. D-don’t hurt me.” He begged, staring up at her. She could already see the fever starting in his glazed-over desperate eyes. She didn’t want to do this. She didn’t want to be the cause of more pain for the suffering little guy. But if she didn’t take care of those wounds the infection would set in, and he would suffer even more. He could lose his fingers or even die. Occuldous’ eyes went wide as she gently pushed the thick fabric into his mouth and tied it behind his head. Why was he being gagged? What had he done? How was he supposed to apologize with this in his mouth? His vision swam with fever, turning nausea up in his stomach, throbbing in his head getting worse. He scrunched his eyes closed again. He was under the blanket, at least whatever was going to happen would only bruise, it wouldn’t cut through the blanket, there wouldn’t be more blood. His hands, someone was touching his hands and the pain shot from his fingertips to his shoulders and down into his guts, a deep settling pain that burrowed into his consciousness like a parasite. A despairing plea rose up in his throat but it escaped in only a terrified moan past the thick gag. No no stop, please, i’ll behave, stop please, please master. His thoughts begged, punctuated by the pain as his fingers were carefully spread out and inspected. Something cold was poured over his right hand, bringing a second of relief before the pain exploded, the intensity 100x times worse than before. His mind went white with agony and terror and he thrashed, trying to get away from the pain. A mumbled scream burst from behind the gag, tears streaming down his face. Hands, hands on his shoulders, his hips, his neck, pressing him into the straw, suppressing his struggles as the bruises everywhere else erupted into throbbing pains. Another broken sob escaped from behind the gag as the pain in his hands continued, as more liquid was poured over his hands, the torture continues as something rough was wiped over the tattered pieces of flesh and skin, further aggravating the raw exposed nerve endings. There was someone talking, a soft voice, but he could barely hear them through the fog of pain, the oppressive feeling of the hands all over him, pinning him to the straw, pressing into his bruises. The pain, it was too much, it was all consuming, there was no thoughts or feeling that he could feel beyond the pain as it invaded every part of his physical and mental being, ravaging him, making him feel like a husk that existed only to be racked with agony. He welcomed the fog as it overcame him and he was thrust into a solid, thoughtless darkness.

(Tagging @haro-whumps @imagination1reality0 @castielamigos @thatsthewhump) (If anyone has a trope they want me to subject Occuldous to next, let me know!)

#meet occuldous #fingore #whump blog #whump prompt #whump trope #whump scenario #whump community #whump #fever #wound care #painful caretaking #caretaker #aftercare

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laedraws · 4 years

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I had to exercise myself with writing and I found a prompt generator. This is probably very bad but I tried

Warning: language

Your prompt: Eddie is the barista at a coffee shop and always screws up Richie’s name on purpose + Your prompt: Richie hates coffee, but goes to a coffee shop and drinks some just so they can see Eddie, who works there

Richie Tozier enters the coffee shop that’s across the street the way he always does.

It’s quiet, and it’s a nice change from all the noise he’s usually exposed to.

Eddie Kaspbrak walked through the same door hours ago, half an hour before the start of his shift. He’s not thrilled about his job, but it’s not the worst he could be doing, either.

It’s quiet, and it’s a nice change from all the noise his thoughts make inside his head.

Richie Tozier hesitates only a few seconds before taking his place in line, not needing to mentally rehearse his order.

Eddie Kaspbrak has had anxiety all of his life, he still checks every order twice, despite knowing each one by heart.

Richie Tozier hates coffee. Don’t get him wrong, he usually gladly throws himself onto everything that could possibly make him develop some sort of addiction; but the light adrenaline wave coffee provides just isn’t worth the shitty taste.

Eddie Kaspbrak has learnt from a very young age that sometimes you have to just pinch your nose and swallow whatever substance your body does (or doesn’t) need. He grew up weak, and medicines helped him, or so his mother said. Caffeine was just another help, a boost for when his useless body claimed sleep too early or too often. A necessity, really.

Richie Tozier hated caffeine, but ordered a cup of coffee anyway. He always did, because the only reason he even entered the coffee nearly every other day was to tell said order to the brown eyed boy working at the counter.

Eddie Kaspbrak saw him the moment he got in line. He ordered the same thing every day, and it was the only time of the day Eddie didn’t need to repeat the order in his head until he had handed the cup to the customer in line.

Richie smiled, Eddie smirked.

“Your name?”

Your name is Richie. I know this. I heard your friends call after you. I heard you saying it yourself while you were trying to sound professional on the phone. You failed, by the way.

“Richie”

Please remember it right this time. I spelled it clearly, for you. I’m only here because of you. Fuck. I don’t even care how much this shit’s overpriced if I get to hear you call me correctly for once. (I want to hear my name on your lips)

Eddie grabbed a sharpie and scribbled something onto the soft cardboard. It made a soothing sound and he dared to quickly look up to the other, curly black hair partly hiding the huge frame of his glasses. He looked so hopeful Eddie almost felt bad.

It’s a cute name really. R-I-C-H-I-E. Has a nice ring to it, too. It would be a shame if someone put a T in there.

He finished writing, turned the cup so that Richie couldn’t see it, and moved to make his coffee. Cupboards sounds tingled in the air. He was aware of Richie’s presence somewhere behind him, but it didn’t make him nervous. He wasn’t overthinking for once. It was their little game, or Eddie’s at least, if the other somehow hadn’t caught up yet.

“Here you go” he said as he finished pouring it, half smiling but carefully avoiding the other’s eyes.

Richie smiled back and took his coffee, then quickly stopped in his tracks.

Are you fucking kid-

“-ding me?”

Eddie turned around, eyebrow raised.

Him and his fucking trashmouth. While he mentally zeroed any possibility he may have had with the cute boy from the shop he could clearly hear the distinct voice of Stanley Uris himself, telling him to stop being so freaking loud all the time. Serves him well for never listening to Stan the Man.

“Is something wrong?”

If Eddie was having a mini panic attack the moment he heard Richie complain (which he was), he didn’t show it.

And then something incredible happened, something so rare it could be comparable to the passage of some comets in the sky. Richie Tozier was left speechless.

“I-“ he started, flushing through his pale skin. “I’m sorry” he finished. “I just…was wondering how you think it’s pronounced? Maybe RiTchy?” He added, a sincere smile softening the joke.

It took some seconds for Eddie to blink away his confusion and pick up that the other was in fact fucking with him.

“You pay for the coffee, not for accuracy”

What the actual fuck was that, Kaspbrak.

“Excuse me?” It was Richie’s turn to be confused now.

“We put names on the cups so they don’t get mixed up, it’s a practical tip which also happens to do wonders for health codes, ‘cause imagine picking someone else’s cup that’d be so anti-hygienic and have you ever heard of a staph infection-”

Richie had honestly lost himself trying to follow the other’s train of thoughts, the only thing he could think about was that all the rambling made the boy in front of him look strangely cute.

“…and basically my point is that in the end the name is not really relevant for the service, so-”

(cute, cute, cute)

“Well yeah okay I’m sorry, I got it, I was kind of a dick-” And then Richie snorted because of course, he had to add “A Dick, get it? Because my name’s Richard?”

The barista blinked, but otherwise had no response. If Stan had been there, he would have smacked Richie in the head, which, fair enough. He suddenly became painfully aware of the line growing behind him.

“Alright, for real now, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you, just… uh, you’ve been butchering my name for weeks now and I guess I overthought it a little? Thought that maybe you didn’t like me which, I guess you’d be right in doing after this..”

Eddie felt like the shittiest person on the planet because you see, Richie’s eyes looked like those of a kicked dog behind those stupid glasses.

So when the other reached for his money and paid, muttering a ‘keep the change’ under his breath, Eddie took a deep sigh and- where’s my inhaler when I need it?

“It’s Eddie!”

“Uh?” Richie turned around, the cup of coffee still warm in his hand, the steam fogging the base of his glasses.

“Eddie. It’s my name. In case you wanna butcher it back”

As Richie looked at him Eddie felt his cheeks go down two shades. And then a wide, heartfelt grin pictured himself on the black haired boy’s face and Eddie felt his chest relax as if he really took a huge spray out of his inhaler.

“Nice one” he decided, and then, as a grin formed on his face: “Mind if I call you Eds?”

Eddie shook his head. Yes, he did mind, but he guessed they were even now.

“No” he lied while moving to the next costumer: “I owe you one”

And with that Richie could have considered himself satisfied, really. Not only the cute boy- Eddie, he quickly reminded himself, would call him by his correct name from now on, but Richie knew his, too.

You could just have asked, he heard Stan’s voice echo in his mind.

But isn’t it enough to just sit into my Hawaiian shirt, lovestruck? He would have probably said back.

(Yes that is the variation of a meme I just quoted. No, Stan, I physically cannot talk ‘normal’)

And so he refused to walk through the door, lingering on the back of the counter, respectfully out of line: “That’s nice to know, Eds. How about Eddie Spaghetti?”

That’s where Eddie drew the line.

“I said I owed you one, don’t push it”, but he was smiling.

Richie noticed it, and that’s why he said: “Alright Spaghetti-head”

He forgot he was holding coffee, because the smug face he was picturing having fell apart as he took a sip of his drink and almost spit it all out. Luckily the other was too busy to notice it.

Eddie handed the order to his current costumer, and forgot all about work policies and ‘professionalism’ as he absent-mindedly slipped in a conversation with the boy he had been purposely misnaming for weeks: “Beep-beep Richie”

“Did you just beeped me?” Richie added, faking indignation.

“Yeah, you’re annoying”. But there was no serious tone in his voice. Then, he quickly added: “Can I ask you something?”

Richie was glowing: “Yeah, sure”

“Why don’t you order something else if you dislike coffee?”

Richie’s heart did something funny in his chest as he realized he was panicking in his spot.

“Huh?”

“Yeah I can see you throwing it away as you walk out, you know. The poor plant outside has probably become addicted to caffeine by now. At first I thought it was me, that I had fucked up your order or something. That’s why I started to spell your name wrong, I was pissed because I thought you didn’t like the service or something. And I used to check every time, and I’m pretty sure that I had done alright”

Richie started to understand how Stan must feel while dealing with his shenanigans, because he suddenly had the urge to smack himself in the head, too.

“Oh fuck, I’m sorry if you thought that! I swear it has nothing to do with you-

(It has everything to do with you, just not in the way you’d think)

“-I just like coming here, and it wouldn’t sit well with me if I didn’t support the place, somehow. Does it make sense?”

Eddie didn’t look too convinced but he wasn’t one to push people too much. He just nodded and bit his lip, going on another tour to the coffee machine.

“If that’s how it is then, I was thinking, how about I make you another one? Another order, I mean. One that you actually like. I promise I’ll spell your name right this time”

“That’d be cool, actually. Do you have anything with chocolate?”

Eddie smiles and gestures him to go back in line.

Richie patiently waits, and when Eddie hands him his new order he forgets about checking his name’s spelling. He smiles at Eddie and maybe stares a little too long before thanking him and finally walking out the place.

It’s only when he passes the poor plant he’d been accidentally feeding with caffeine that he remembers the previous conversation.

On the cup, truth to his word, Eddie wrote “Richie”, the clear handwriting striking on the white cardboard. Under it, there’s a row of numbers Richie takes some seconds too long to decipher.

When it finally hits him, it makes his body warm despite the weather and a sincere smile brightens his face.

Richie Tozier goes home and doesn’t hear the noises of the street over the memory of Eddie’s voice he’s playing in his head.

Eddie Kaspbrak finishes his shift hours later, takes out his umbrella and lets the sound of the rain silence his overthinking, as thoughts of Richie bloom at the edge of his mind.

#it #it chapter one #it chapter two #reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #losers club #the losers club #Richie x Eddie #prompt generator #fanfic

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thephantomcasebook · 5 years

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My favorite entries in the Martha Levinson “All my children are idiots” Burn Book.

On Cora

She didn’t voice these dreary thoughts, because, well, Cora seemed happy enough. Though, since her beautiful little dummy married that idiot, she rather always seemed happy. The old woman always felt like a bad mother, because, she was sure most mothers would’ve been happy that their daughter was happy, yet, Martha couldn’t help but feel sometimes like strangling Cora … nobody is that happy all the time.

On Robert

She didn’t dislike Robert, he was an idiot, he was fancy, and as over sophisticated as the instructions to cheap furniture, but he loved her little girl, still does, and she suspected always will. Robert and Cora were devoted to each other and she couldn’t grudge Twiddle-dumb and Twiddle-dumber for it she supposed.

On Mary

The truth was simply that Martha Levinson loved her descendants, but the word “detests” seemed only slightly stronger than how she would describe her opinion of them all.

The Crawley girls were ingrates. She couldn’t find any other way to describe her granddaughters. Both Mary and Edith walked around this place with airs that was all Cora. Yet, their pride and dignity were so completely unearned. Her Mary was perfect in body and face, her manners rivaled a queen, and she acted like a princess. But why she thought she could act such a way, Martha couldn’t figure. From what she understood, and voiced constantly, was that all Mary has, she had stolen from the dead and a young boy. To be honest, Martha had never had a more fun night in years, than accusing Mary of this at dinner, in front of everyone. Her poor baby always looked a vampire her entire life, unable to get any color in her cheeks. But lord only knew how much a cherry she looked when told that she had stolen her position from a small child. Robert was howling, Mary was rancorous, and Cora could hardly keep the peace.

“Matthew willed the Estate TO ME! ME, GRANDMAMA, NOT ‘HIM’!” Mary did not yell, but her voice raised as she slammed her pudding spoon on the table uncharacteristically that gave it an impressive shake.

Martha knew that it was a sore subject, fore half the county, more over the ones that didn’t have a peerage, often accused Mary of stealing from a young boy. She had been told to her face in recent years that her position was short lived, that she would not rule the county for long. And she hated it, they all at Downton did. The accusation hung ever over Mary’s head wherever she went amongst the common people. It was untrue, Matthew Crawley did will his one true love all his possessions, but Crawley House, to which he left to their son. But in the aftermath of poor Baby Cora, and the exiling of the young master from Downton Abbey, someone, possibly from the house itself, started the rumor that Matthew Crawley’s last Will and Testament was a fake, a forgery by an envious and wicked mama who felt jilted. Martha didn’t know who to believe, but she did enjoy spiting in ‘Queen’ Mary’s beans when she got too uppity.

On Edith

Meanwhile, on the other hand, she loathed being around Edith for the complete opposite reasons to her sister. Edith had more governmental and societal power than Mary could ever dream of abusing and using to walk around high and mighty. But her other baby didn’t use it. To all those bastard intellectuals in bumfuck Russia who claim that God is dead. She could only give proof that he isn’t, and in fact, has a sense of humor. Fore it was only by divine comedy that anyone would give Lady Edith Crawley any modicum of power, much less making her a Marchioness, Lady of Government position, and a Literary tycoon. And it tickled her in irony and prescribed pride for one who was dear to her, despite her flaws. But more so she was disappointed now that this grown woman was still flickered and twisting as a teenager at the prospect of losing her virginity without all the facts. She still acted like the unsure, wishy-washy, and mama’s favorite screw up, despite her ultimate power.

She still watched as Mary continued to step all over her. She still took her sister’s insults, she still allowed Cora to make plans for her, and she still asked Robert for his permission. Even her husband, Bertie, a solid man, as solid as Robert had been when the girls were young, remained nothing special. They seemed like a very happy, very loving, beige wall ornament that is commented on in tours and never noticed again. They loved one another, which was great and all, but they looked rather like the poster couple in the pages of an offensive parody to an idiot’s guide to England. They were full of receding hairline, big inbred nose, panic at the first whiff of a foreigner. Yet, at least in Edith case, both were attractive enough to warm your bed for a few nights, if only because they try so very hard to please when given even the tiniest of attention. But to Martha Levinson that was, by far, nowhere near good enough. Edith was a Marchioness, a multi-millionaire, goddamn it! She should expect someone with that type of power to slap her provincial princess of a sister across the face with her checkbook and show off her name with her titles which should be embroidered on her panties. But instead, she only ever looks with commiseration to her batman of a husband and pokes at her food in disappoint.

Bonus on Edith (Feat. George “The Comet” Crawley)

“What exactly, are you doing?” She asked trying to take a sip of an empty drink.

“Looking for something …” He replied without glancing back.

Martha sighed, getting to her feet and shuffling over to the refreshment table with her lipstick stained glass. “In that book?” She asked.

The boy grunted. “It’s not a book.” He corrected.

The Earl of Warren’s gagged pleas was met with a condescending pat on the head as Martha browsed Robert’s booze collection in decanters. “Could’ve fooled me …” She shouted back over her shoulder as she attempted to open the brandy.

“It’s a diary …” The boy said distractedly.

“Don’t tell me, Edith’s?” She asked.

“No …”

“Yeah, you’re right ...” She agreed. There was an annoyance of trying to open the brandy with one hand. After a moment of looking around, she settled on the Eton Prefect. “Christ knows it couldn’t be Edith’s … You’re still awake.” The youth growled in protest through the nylons as Martha carefully balanced her alcohol glass on the hostage’s head.

On George, Sybbie, and Marigold

(Used adult versions, because I know nothing about child actors)

This famous heir whose shadow Mary flinches at, that Cora and Edith leave twice a day at different times to visit and dine with, she had little hope for. Martha didn’t hear anything that impressed her. Yet, even with all the loyalty of the people of the county, he seemed to her to be a morose and weak child that was still attached at Cora’s tit, and used Edith’s shapely ass as a snuggle pillow as he hid behind her fashionable silk skirts. As for Sybbie, the lovely girl was every bit the priss that Mary was and is, maybe even worse than her ‘mama’. She was as beautiful as a fairy princess, even for one so young. But she also acted like a princess, was treated as a princess, and was in fact as spoiled and unkind as a one as well. Though she was not rude to her family, sweet as a little June Bug. But to the other children and guests, she expected to be worshiped and loved. And worse of all … they did as she commanded. Then, when it came to Marigold, she wished to take her home and cuddle her. The loveliness of this elven creature was stupefying, and she was the soul of kindness and courtesy. But she also had the failings of her secret mama, the same quiet anxiety, the same allowing of less beautiful, yet much meaner aristocratic girls insult and bully her. If this unseen heir hid behind Edith, then poor Marigold buried her ribbon and golden head in Bertie’s chest, or clutched Sybbie’s hand and hopped not to be noticed by anyone, however impossible it may have been. The Ballerina had no fight in her, no strong will, she wished only to dance and love those whom she held in her heart.

#Downton Abbey #Martha Levinson #George Crawley #Edith Crawley

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