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yougetoneshot · 6 months

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Stardust: Royal Pains

Chapter 1: Blood Moon

Summary:

Two mysterious figures resurrect all of the Stormhold princes but they come back in the wrong bodies.

Warnings:

All of the princes’ bodies are exactly as they were when they died. Elements of body horror associated with their injuries will be present.

Notes:

Based on events from the 2007 film- not the book. The Stormhold family is Fey and all have unique Fey traits. None of the traits or ages are canon.

Primus: 58 (Killed at 58). Badger Fey. Has tripes down his back, smells like parchment and wax, and super strength when angry. Sixth to die. Throat slit in bathtub by the witch Lamia. Possessor cannot talk.

Secundus: 52 (Killed at 52). Platypus Fey. He has webbed toes, smells like almond butter, and can speak to animals. Fourth to die by Septimus pushing him off a balcony. Body is completely unusable.

Tertius: 48 (Killed at 48). Fish Fey. Has gills, smells like fresh brownies, and can teleport. Fifth to die. Poisoned by Septimus. Possessor suffers from shortness of breath and random intense chest pains.

Quartus: 46 (Killed at 34). Bird Fey. Has a feathered spine, smells like mint, and darkvision. The second to die frozen to death in a freezer at the hands of Secundus. Possessor is constantly shivering.

Quintus: 42 (Killed at 28). Dragon Fey. Has small bat wings, smells like sandalwood, and can breathe fire. The first prince to die in his bed with an axe to the head from Septimus. Possessor suffers from memory loss and impaired mental capabilities.

Sextus: 40 (Killed at 35). Lizard Fey. Has a lizard’s tail, smells like coffee, and can camouflage. 3rd to die. Killed in a fire set by Septimus. Possessor cannot touch things without part of their skin sticking to it.

Septimus: 38 (Killed at 38). Shark Fey. Has a second hidden row of sharp teeth, smells like the ocean, and never sleeps. Last to die and was drowned via voodoo doll by the witch Lamia. Sustained fire damage, piercing and slashing wounds to the chest along with a broken leg and arm. Body is partially unusable and possessor struggles with breathing.

Una: 42. Una and Quintas are fraternal twins. Traded off by Septimus to Ditchwater at the age of 27. Has cat ears she hides under her hair, smells like lavender, and has the ability to charm any man that gets close. Still living.

Chapter 1: Blood Moon

Amidst rubble and broken glass, buried beneath a heavy chandelier lay the body of Prince Septimus. Only a matter of hours had passed since his death and partial reanimation at the hands of Lamia the witch. Over the chandelier, two cloaked figures stood and lifted it off his corpse.

“You’re sure this is one of the princes?” The taller of the two figures whispered.

“I’m sure. Let’s get the body and put it with the others.” The shorter replied while grabbing Septimus at the shoulders to start lifting.

“We have all seven now?” The other lifted his feet.

“Yes. Now we can commence reanimation.” They took the body out to a wagon and set it in the back next to six other bodies. The two figures rubbed their hands together as a cool wind whipped their cloaks about and a red moon rose in the distance.

“Quickly. There isn’t much time.”

The wagon was pulled into a large clearing where a circle was formed of seven large stones painted with varying symbols surrounding a pedestal holding an iridescent crystal.

“Now, we just set them by the correct stone and their bodies will reanimate at the height of the blood moon.”

“How do we know which stone goes to which body?” The taller cloaked figure looked around at the stones.

“…I thought you knew that?”

“No, I thought you knew that?!”

“Why would I know that?!”

“You painted the stones!”

“Yea but I wasn’t told what the symbols mean!”

“Well, I’m sure it won’t be a problem to guess.. we were just hired to bring them back. The boss didn’t say they had to be in the correct bodies, right?”

“Right. Now let’s move them.” The two cloaked figures moved the bodies, all in varying degrees of decay, positioned with their heads just below the stones and their feet at the base of the pedestal in the middle of the circle. As the crimson moon rose directly over the circle, the crystal and paintings on the stones lit up crimson red and the bodies underneath them began to rise into the air. They floated for a moment before illuminating and falling back to the ground with thuds.

“..did it work?” One of the cloaked figures looked around at the bodies as the other pointed and moved towards the body of Quintus.

“That one moved.”

The two slowly moved to the body as it suddenly sprang up with a loud gasp and wide eyes set on the two cloaked figures as they screamed in surprise.

“Would you quiet down! I’ve got a splitting headache-“

The two figures exchanged looks as Quintus suddenly stood up and walked over to the body of Septimus. He stood over it as Septimus sat up spewing out water with pained gasps before looking up surprised.

“Quintus? You’re alive?”

“..I’m not Quintus.”

“You sure look like Quintus to me- wait… why do I sound like-“

“Septimus? Because I’m Septimus and that’s my body.”

“Septimus?! Why am I you and why are you Quintas?!”

“Who are you?”

“Primus.”

“I think I preferred the witch controlling my body.” Septimus rolled his eyes as he held his- or rather Quintas’s- head. He grimaced as his fingers felt a large axe shaped hole in his head. “What is happening?”

“I think they know.” Primus pointed to the cloaked figures watching them. He attempted to stand but yelped as his -or rather Septimus’s- right leg wouldn’t bear any weight. Primus moved to touch it but found Septimus’s right arm was broken in multiple places as well. “What didn’t the witch break?” He groaned as he decided to just sit in despair at his condition.

“Maybe we should have asked which bodies went with the different stones.” The taller cloaked figure mused out loud as the brothers began reanimating one by one- not a single one in the correct body.

“Too late for that now. Let’s just get them back to the boss.” The smaller one gestured to the wagon as they spoke to the group of resurrected princes. “Please climb into the wagon and we will take you home.”

The princes groaned as they complained about their swapped bodies that were still in various stages of deterioration. Primus sat grumpily in Septimus’s broken body while Secundus- shivering in Quartus’s frostbitten body- tried to help him to the wagon. Tertius fumed as he tried to speak out of the body of Primus but to no avail as the slash to his throat had cut the vocal cords. Sextus, who possessed Tertius’s body, stared at his own charred body that was possessed by Quintas and sighed in relief that he got one of the few healthier bodies instead of his own. Quintas was smiling ear to ear at Septimus having to endure the splitting headache from the axe blow he’d delivered to kill Quintas while he was sleeping- a well deserved irony in his humble opinion. Both Quintas and Sextus had to help Quartus as he had the misfortune of possessing Secundus’s body, which had taken a rather lengthy fall from the top of Stormhold tower and broken every bone in his body. Once all of the princes had managed to climb on or be helped into the wagon, the cloaked figures began the journey to Stormhold castle.

#stardust (2007)#Stormhold princes #Prince Septimus #Prince Sextus #Prince Quintas #Prince Quartus #Prince Tertius #Prince Secundus #Prince Primus #shows up 2 years later with a fanfiction for a 2007 film 🫣

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worst-siblings-tournament · 19 days

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Round 1, Match 3

Krauss, Eva, Rudolf and Rosa Ushiromiya (Umineko) vs The Princes of Stormhold (Stardust)

Propaganda under break

Krauss, Eva, Rudolf and Rosa Ushiromiya

The four children of billionaire Kinzo Ushiromiya. Every year, they return home to Rokkenjima Island for a family conference. With Kinzo's health declining, to the point where he hardly ever leaves his room, the only topic on their minds is how to carve up his fortune.

Krauss is the eldest, and Kinzo's successor. Even if he's not the smartest of the siblings, his position as heir and imposing physique let him push them around. He even used to beat his younger siblings. Now, they suspect him of abusing his position as Kinzo's caregiver to embezzle their rightful share of the family fortune.

Eva is the second child, and incredibly resentful about it. She despises the fact that despite being so much more intelligent than Krauss, he's always above her just because he's older and a man. She's devoted her whole life to usurping Krauss' position, and then devoted her son's life to becoming the next heir instead of Krauss' daughter. When not scheming against her brother, she loves finding ways to torment and cruelly provoke her siblings, sister-in-law, and the servants.

Rudolf is the third, and with little hope of becoming heir, became a conman and a playboy (though he eventually settled down as a married man and white-collar criminal). Suffering from his sibling's bullying, he turned all their physical and emotional abuse on his sister Rosa. Though unlike Eva, he's stopped being cruel to her as an adult.

Rosa is the youngest sibling, and she's had a terrible life. Even as an adult, she's still terrified of Eva and acts dumb around her for fear of provoking her. But if she was given the opportunity, she could easily make them pay for what she's suffered.

The Princes of Stormhold

(Primus, Secundus, Tertius, Quartus, Quintus, Sextus and Septimus)

The last male descendant of the King gets to become the next king. So the brothers all go off killing each other so they can inherit the kingdom. they are pretty terrible to each other in that respect, but also a kingdom based on such succession is not going to be thriving like it could be.

(luckily they have a sister)

#worst siblings tournament #Round 1 #Poll #Umineko #Stardust #stormhold #krauss ushiromiya #eva ushiromiya #rudolf ushiromiya #rosa ushiromiya #poll tournament

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bitchkay · 1 month

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I just read the prologue to book 5 of the princes path

I saw Quartus and I moaned.

You know the sound Lou made when Quartus grabbed him by the hair that was me sorry I didn't mean to moan that loud, ah I'm so embarrassed🤭😣😣

#im so delusional about sexy evil man #hey daddy🥰🥰#i need him in a way that is concerning to feminism #court of darkness

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ladykailitha · 9 months

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Look, do I know I have 12 billion AUs already? Yes. Are they getting written any time soon? Eh....maybe. But have another one anyway.

Stardust AU

Steve as Tristran. (We're going to have swap Jonathan and Steve's canon backstories for this but shush!) the shop keeper's son, left on the man's door step.

Nancy as Victoria, the woman Tristran is in love with, but has a boyfriend who is about to propose. But is only really interested in his wealth.

Joanthan as Humphrey, the rich toff.

Eddie as Yvaine- the falling star.

Robin as Captain Shakespeare- she's been dressing up as a man to be captain and chase women. The party is her crew (mainly because the rest of this cast are pretty much bad guys).

For the witches we would have Henry, Billy, and Tommy who want Eddie's beauty for themselves.

The prince brothers would be the same. Primus, Secondus, Terius, Quartus, Quintus, Sextus, and Septimus.

Hopper as the Wall guard, but the rest of the cast is filled with the characters from the story, because like I said this story is very thin on the ground when it comes to good people characters.

#my writing #steddie #stranger things #ladykailtiha writes

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free-for-all-fics · 1 year

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Obscure Characters List - Male Edition (N-Z)

Obscure Characters I love for some reason (N-Z). (By obscure I mean characters that have little to no fanfic written about them. Not necessarily characters nobody’s ever heard of.) Don’t ask me to explain why. UPDATED: Tumblr is being a butt about post length or something so I’m splitting up the lists.

Nigel Billingsley (Jumanji 2 and 3)

Night’s Cavalry (Elden Ring)

Nothing (The Night House)

Pazuzu (The Exorcist)

Pierre Despereaux (Psych)

Prince Anton Voytek (Vampire 1974)

Prince Escalus (Romeo and Juliet, no particular adaptation)

Prince Quartus (Stardust)

Prince Septimus (Stardust)

Professor Petrie/Phantom of the Opera (Phantom of the Opera 1962)

Peter Quint (Turn of the Screw, the book and maybe some other adaptations. Not the Bly Manor Flanagan show.)

Reese Kelly (Scarlet Hollow)

Rene Belloq (Indiana Jones, Raiders of the Lost Ark)

Roland Voight (Hellraiser 2022)

Ronin (Star Trek)

Rorschach (Watchmen)

Rupert Giles (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Rusty Nail (Joyride trilogy)

Salem Saberhagen (Sabrina the Teenage Witch)

Sam Wayne (Scarlet Hollow)

Silver Surfer/Norrin Radd (Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer)

Simon Jarrett (SOMA)

Sir Lancelot (Night at the Museum 3)

Sportacus (LazyTown)

Starscourge Radahn (Elden Ring)

STEM (Upgrade)

Sutter Cane (In the Mouth of Madness)

Thantos DuBaer (Twitches 1 and 2)

The Auditor (Hellraiser: Judgment)

The Babadook (The Babadook)

The Black Knight Ghost (Scooby Doo 2 Monsters Unleashed)

The Curator (Dark Pictures Anthology)

The Designer (Devil’s Carnival 2)

The Djinn/Nathaniel Demerest/Professor Joel Barash/Steven Verdel (Wishmaster series)

The Faun (Pan’s Labyrinth)

The Fox (The Little Prince 1974)

The Jester (The Jester, A Short Horror Film series)

The Kinderfänger (Crypt TV)

The Knight/Tarhos Kovács (Dead by Daylight)

The Look-See (Crypt TV)

The Man (Carnival of Souls)

The Merman (Cabin In The Woods)

The Metal Killer (Stage Fright 2014)

The Mirror (Oculus)

The Narrator (Stanley Parable)

The Other (Hellfest)

The Phantom (Phantom Manor)

The Projectionist (Pearl)

The T-1000/Cop (Terminator 2, Terminator Genisys)

The Tall Man/The Entity (It Follows)

The Thing (The Thing 1982)

The Torn Prince/Royce Clayton (Thirteen Ghosts remake)

The Torso/James “Jimmy” Gambino (Thirteen Ghosts remake)

Thomas Alexander “Alex” Upton (TAU)

Tiger Mask/Dave (You’re Next)

Tommy Ross (Carrie, 1976)

Valak (The Conjuring)

Valdack and his real world counterpart (Black Mirror)

Van Pelt (Jumanji 2)

Venable (Wrong Turn 2021)

Viktor (Underworld series)

Viktor Frankenstein/Dr. Whale (Once Upon a Time)

Vladislaus Dracula (Van Helsing 2004)

Wade Thornton (Nancy Drew, Ghost of Thornton Hall)

Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Westley/Dread Pirate Roberts (The Princess Bride)

Wildwind/Dark Skull, Stormy Weathers, and Lightning Strikes (Scooby Doo and the Legend of the Vampire)

“William”/The Headless Figure (Crypt TV)

William “Billy” Butcherson (Hocus Pocus 1 and 2)

Xenan the Centaur (Xena Warrior Princess)

#Obscure characters list #Obscure characters #Obscure fictional characters #will be added to over time

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ladynox · 2 years

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WIP Wednesday

@beautifulcheat and I have finally started working on part 2 of our malexa Enchanted Forest fusion. So figured I'd drop a snippet here

Many years ago, the country of Bexamer had set forth a decree. No dragon should draw breath in its borders, nor the borders beyond.

Quite frankly, Prince Quartus Alexander Manes had never really seen what the fuss was about. No one had seen scale nor tooth of a dragon in decades. Wherever they were hiding, if there were any left, they had learned a bloody lesson.

Or so he had thought, until his father had presented him with a missive claiming that his betrothed had been kidnapped by one and spirited away to live in a tower in the Enchanted Forest. And now, he was honor-bound to seek the dread beast out, slay it, and win the fair maiden’s hand back.

Or something.

Truth be told, Alex wasn’t particularly interested in slaying any dragons or winning any fair maid’s hand back. If he’d had his wishes, he would still be fighting on the front lines of the seemingly endless war in the east. But some time ago he’d been sent back with a grievous injury, deemed not whole enough to fight to protect their people anymore.

And yet somehow I’m supposed to fight a dragon, he thought, with a snort, as he secured his horse, looking up at the large, ivy-covered tower

#malexa #rnm #my fic #collab fic #roswell nm #malex #miluca

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brielledoesastrology · 2 years

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Asteroids in astrology that is named after Kings and Queens, plus the meaning of the asteroids in astrology ✨👑

Credits to : wikipedia from google and other astrology websites because i didnt wrote this all

If you want to know what the asteroid means in astrology go to google and search the story of it. (Example : asteroid "hatshepsut (2436)" was named after the female pharoah hatshepsut from egypt, and then i checked her story and it was said that she was the greatest female pharoah of all time but receive jealousy from men because of her sucess , so then i interpret that into what the asteroid means in astrology, as simple as that)

(i will update and keep updating this post of I found some of the meanings of what the asteroid means is astrology)

12 Victoria (officially named after the Roman goddess of victory, but also honours Queen Victoria) - this asteroid also means victory in astrology so in astrology this asteroid symbolize "victory"

45 Eugenia (Empress Eugénie), with its moon Petit-Prince in part for her son Napoléon Eugène, Prince Imperial - displacement to the source of nourish, like migratory birds in nature

115 Thyra (Thyra, consort of King Gorm the Old of Denmark)

216 Kleopatra (Cleopatra VII of Egypt) - a femme fatale, amazing sex appeal, messy love life, having power over your lovers

220 Stephania (Princess Stéphanie of Belgium) - being in a unhealthy relationship and then break up and suddenly be in a healthy relationship with someone else

295 Theresia (Maria Theresa Walburga Amalia Christina Empress consort of the Holy Roman Empire and Queen consort of Germany)

326 Tamara (Queen Tamar of Georgia)

344 Desiderata (Queen Desideria of Sweden and Norway)

359 Georgia (King George II of Great Britain) -

392 Wilhelmina (Queen Wilhelmina of the Netherlands)

525 Adelaide (Queen Adelaide, consort of William IV of the United Kingdom)

545 Messalina (Messalina, Roman empress) - uncontrollable sexual desire or having nymphomaniac.

546 Herodias (Herodias, wife of Herod II and mother of Salome)

562 Salome (Salome, daughter of Herod II and Herodias) -

598 Octavia (Claudia Octavia, Roman empress)

650 Amalasuntha (Amalasuntha, queen of the Ostrogoths)

653 Berenike (Berenice II, Egyptian queen)

689 Zita (Empress Zita of Bourbon-Parma)

816 Juliana (Queen Juliana of the Netherlands)

823 Sisigambis (Sisygambis, mother of Darius III of Persia)

831 Stateira (Stateira, wife of Artaxerxes II of Persia)

832 Karin (Karin Månsdotter, wife of Eric XIV of Sweden)

888 Parysatis (Parysatis, wife of Darius II of Persia)

911 Agamemnon (Agamemnon)

1068 Nofretete (Nefertiti)

1128 Astrid (Astrid of Sweden)

2436 Hatshepsut (Pharaoh Hatshepsut)

3362 Khufu (Pharaoh Khufu)

4414 Sesostris (Greek version of Senusret, name of four pharaohs)

4415 Echnaton (Pharaoh Akhenaten; German spelling of his name)

4416 Ramses (Pharaoh Ramses II)

4568 Menkaure (Pharaoh Menkaure)

4721 Atahualpa (Atahuallpa)

4846 Tuthmosis (Thutmose, name of four pharaohs)

4847 Amenhotep (Pharaoh Amenhotep IV)

4848 Tutenchamun (Pharaoh Tutankhamun)

4906 Seneferu (Pharaoh Sneferu)

5009 Sethos (Greek version of Seti, name of two pharaohs)

5010 Amenemhet (Amenemhet, name of four pharaohs)

5242 Kenreimonin (Empress Dowager Kenrei)

7117 Claudius (Emperor Claudius)

7207 Hammurabi (Hammurabi)

7208 Ashurbanipal (Ashurbanipal)

7209 Cyrus (Cyrus II of Persia)

7210 Darius (Darius I of Persia)

7211 Xerxes (Xerxes I of Persia)

7212 Artaxerxes (Artaxerxes II of Persia)

8740 Václav (Václav I, Duke of Bohemia)

10293 Pribina (Pribina, ruler of Nitrian Principality)

11014 Svätopluk (Svätopluk, ruler of Great Moravia)

16951 Carolus Quartus (Charles IV, Holy Roman Emperor and King of Bohemia)

18349 Dafydd (Dafydd ap Llywelyn, prince of Wales)

20969 Samo (Samo, ruler of Samo's Empire)

25340 Segoves (Segoves, Celtic duke)

44613 Rudolf (Rudolph II, Holy Roman Emperor, king of Bohemia and Hungary)

48844 Belloves (Belloves, Celtic duke)

53285 Mojmír (Mojmír I, ruler of Great Moravia)

151834 Mongkut (King Mongkut, or Rama IV, the king of Siam)

326290 Akhenaten (Akhenaten, a pharaoh of the 18th Dynasty of Egypt) - forcing people that they don't like

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etjwrites · 3 years

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OC Backstory - Emotion Edition - Week 0: Introduction

Week 1: Fear || Week 2: Joy || Week 3: Disgust || Week 4: Sadness || Week 5: Anger || Week 6: Courage ||

HELLOOOOO WRITEBLR!!! I'm super excited to be participating in this spring's @yourocsbackstory event. I don't do a lot of writing events/challenges due to level of interest/time constraints, but this one has sparked my imagination from its first iteration, and I always get some great pieces of writing out of it, as well as finding new stories and writeblrs to connect with.

Last time I participated I focused on my villain from my current WIP, Zora, but this round, I'm going with the love interest, Brom! I really need to flesh him out more so this is how I'm doing it 😅

Write a scene or a monologue, where your character introduces themself to the reader, or to a random, friendly stranger. (c) Have them stuck in a police interrogation (guilty or not...)

(This one is not *technically* backstory, as it happens during the events of the novel, but it is a “deleted scene” of sorts, in that it is referenced, but never explored in detail.)

“Please state your full name and occupation for the records.”

Brom looked at Tajon in disbelief. “Sir, you know who I am.”

“For the records, lad,” Tajon repeated, and the chronicler behind him adjusted his glasses in a sort of “get on with it” manner.

Brom stuffed his hands into his pockets to keep from fidgeting. “Bromleigh Stableton. I paint, sir, and draw.”

“By your own admission you were at the ruins when the spy approached you.”

“She's not a spy,” Brom said, “I told you, she's the princess.”

“I know you think that, lad, but you've been deceived. Have you ever met this woman before today?”

Brom flushed. “Yessir.”

“And did you believe this woman to be Bytheinia's lost princess on any of those occasions?”

Brom nodded.

“Aloud, if you please.”

“Aye, I believed her to be the princess from the moment we met.”

“Then why did you not immediately make your concerns known to Her Majesty?”

Brom sank lower into the hard wooden chair. “I didn't have time. The enemy found us and gave chase, and when I looked behind me, she had disappeared.”

“Back to her queendom, no doubt. It is likely the prince orchestrated the affair to make you sympathetic to this spy, thus prompting you to be agreeable to her plan of sneaking into the palace.”

“That was my idea, not hers,” Brom protested. “I thought things would be less overwhelming that way.”

“Or you wanted to be a hero and redeem your family's tarnished reputation. The person who could return our lost princess would forever be remembered in Bytheinia's histories, not to mention the accolades the Queen has promised to any who could reunite her family once more.” Tajon stepped forward, looming over Brom. “That's quite alluring for a young man like you.”

“My family's name isn't tarnished, and I have no need of fame or glory. I simply wanted to do my duty.”

Tajon withdrew a little black book from within his blue officer's jacket. “According to the reports in here”—he tapped the book with a gloved finger—“you were seen traipsing around the city with this girl for hours before you attempted to breach the palace. That doesn't sound like a man who simply wanted to do his duty.”

The tips of Brom's ears burned. A hot flushed suffused his face, and he found he could no longer look Tajon in the eye. “She's the princess. I'm the son of the former stable master. I knew once she got to the palace I'd probably never speak to her again. I only wanted a few hours to remember her by.”

“And your foolish youthful desires meant that you led a spy though our city—into our most sacred places! Who knows what sort of damage she could have done with that knowledge if Aton and I hadn't apprehended you.”

“But she is the lost princess, you must believe me!”

“I've heard those exact words more times than you have years, lad. A pretty face deceived you, it happens to the best of us. Well, I think you've told me all you know. I shall remand you to your brother's custody once he finishes his shift. Your belongings will be returned at that time as well. Until then, sit here here and think about how close you came to helping a spy assassinate our queen. This interrogation is over.”

Tajon slid the book back into his jacket and straightened the garment before leaving the room and locking it behind him.

Brom looked at the sunlight coming in through the window and groaned. It would still be another few hours until Quartus was relieved of guard duty. He hoped Candi was alright. He couldn't bear it if something happened to her.

And that's where we end for now! The other backstory prompts will be more firmly set before the events of Afallon, but this WIP adjacent scene was a nice way to jump into Brom's POV to kick things off.

Tag Crew: @adie-dee @bbcalamity @catharticallysarcastic @francestroublr

#writeblr #am writing #writeblr community #spilled ink #yourocsbackstory #emotion edition #etjwrites #afallon #Brom

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sisterwinchester1031 · 5 years

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Stardust

So I think I may have just figured out something interesting in the 2007 movie, Stardust.

Okay. So, anyone that's watched the movie knows that the kingdom of Stormhold's king had 7 sons and one daughter. The 7 princes are Primus, Secundus, Tirtius, Quartus, Quintus, Sextus, and Septimus. Now I realize at 4 am that all of their names translate as numbers. Friggin NUMBERS! This guy had so many sons that he said "Screw it! Your 1, 2, 3, 4 ect." And since the system clearly worked, by the time Una came around he just started over! Meaning that he's got not one but TWO kids that are effectively named #1!

I may just have been really slow to figure this out, but I still think it's funny enough to share.😂

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the-spam-specialist · 6 years

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Ethereal Gates Chp. 13

Chapter 13 of my Ratchet and Clank AU. Enjoy!

Just a little key to follow to avoid confusion during this chapter, when Orvus is inside the Mnemonic Station:

Italics = present Orvus thoughts and speech

Normal text = past/memory

Becuase the memories get pretty lengthy and it would be annoying to read them all in italics. So when Orvus is in the Mnemonic Chamber, that's how the text will work. Okay? Okay. Let's get this emotion rollercoaster rollin'.

"Mmm…" Orvus hummed irritatingly as he scrolled through the reports that were documented by the numerous search parties sweeping through the Solana Galaxy, attempting to locate their lost prince. The elder Zoni's eyes burned with exhaustion and he was having thinking clearly. It felt like he was only putting in half the effort when he spoke. "Batalia, negative. Novalis, negative. Aridia, negative. Oltanis, negative. Kerwan...negative."

"Those are a lot of negatives," Sigmund said, who had been quietly observing from the other side of the Orvus Chamber. He hadn't actually left the chamber since they sent the first search party group out, and neither had Orvus. They had been getting reports from the group of Zoni that were searching the many planets over in Solana, but each one had the same result as Orvus was reading: negative. Still no sign of XJ-0461.

Orvus placed a hand on his forehead and tossed the datapad onto the control console, shaking his head as a look of bewilderment came onto his face, "This is simply unbelievable. How in the cosmos have we not found him yet? How far could he possibly get in just two days?"

Sigmund pulled up his screen and uploaded the Zoni's reports to his computer so he could take a look at them himself. "Your son is one smart cookie, that's for sure. Looks like he had this more planned out than we thought. That or he's just really good at hiding."

"My stars...I do wish that he could just be found and this whole ordeal can be over. I haven't felt this drained since I brought XJ-0461 to life." The Zoni rubbed his large eyes, attempting to wake up a bit. He had been awake this whole time and his worry had been wearing him down. Keeping his eyes open was becoming a chore itself. But his panic was the one thing keeping him awake. He grabbed the datapad and scrolled through the list again. "The search parties have moved on to Rilgar, Quartu, and Daxx. I do not know what he would be doing on any of those planets, but we cannot afford to leave a single planet unchecked."

"Hey, sir? What happens if we don't find him on any of the planets in the Solana galaxy? It's not that I don't think we will, I just want to know what the plan is in case it does happen."

"Then we move on to the next galaxy. Bogon, perhaps. We will scour ever planet in the omniverse if we must. As long as we find my son, it will be worth it…"

The Zoni trailed off and he the side of his head tiredly. He was completely exhausted, but every fiber of his energized being was telling him to stay awake for the sake of his son, and it was what he planned on doing. His son came before his rest. But it seemed that Sigmund thought otherwise, as he floated over and got Orvus' attention. The robot knew that his boss was overcome with worry for his lost child, but he had to take a break at some point. Orvus looked like he was going to collapse at any moment.

Sigmund took the datapad into his own hands and tried to keep the tired Zoni's attention, "Sir, you really need to get some rest. You look exhausted. More exhausted than I've ever seen you look before."

"I assure you, I am fine," Orvus said.

"Sorry to disagree with you, sir, but you're not fine. You're working yourself to death trying to look for your son. And while that it understandable and noble of you, you need to think about your own health, too." Sigmund held up the datapad and tapped on it, "I'll take care of things here. Remember, I want to find XJ-0461 as much as you do, so it's not like I won't be as cautious as you are. I've got everything covered."

As much as he wanted to argue and stand his ground, Orvus knew for a fact that Sigmund was right. He knew that he was exhausted and he knew that he was working himself to death. The Zoni hadn't felt this terrible in a long time. Besides, he didn't know how much longer he would be able to keep himself awake. It would probably be for the best to simply retire for the time being instead of eventually falling on the floor with exhaustion.

Orvus sighed and glanced at the exit of the Orvus Chamber. Mnemonic Station Iota was nearby, just a few chambers down, so that was probably going to be his resting place. He looked at Sigmund and nodded, "Very well. I will retire to Mnemonic Station Iota for a few hours. But if anything comes up, please come and get me immediately."

"Of course I will. Now go get some rest, sir. I'll make sure to keep an eye on the reports."

"Thank you, Sigmund. I appreciate you looking out for me."

"Eh, it's all part of the job."

Orvus smiled for the first time in what felt like eons and gently set his Chronoscepter down against the main console. He averted his eyes to avoid looking at XJ-0461's Chronoscepter and hovered in a bit of a hurry out of the Orvus Chamber, offering Sigmund a small wave as he left. The last thing he needed to do was look at one of his son's possessions and become riddled with more guilt and anger and despair before he rested.

The Zoni then realize that he was going to Mnemonic Station Iota, the same station that his son had made a pun about a few days earlier. The feelings that he didn't want to feel were now creeping up on him. He gave another sigh, feeling defeated. He simply could not win no matter what the circumstances were.

Practically half asleep when he arrived in the chamber, Mnemonic Station Iota was glimmering with the same gold and blue as the rest of the Clock. It was the last Mnemonic Station built before the completion of the Great Clock eons ago, but it still functioned like the rest of its brethren despite its slightly younger age. It would be the perfect place for Orvus to rest. Though, he didn't simply plan to go completely "lights out" when he went inside. That would simply be a bore. If he was going to rest, the least he could do was take a trip inside his own mind and head down the literal memory lane. It would be like having controlled dreams that he could feel nostalgic over.

Orvus couldn't remember the last time he visited his memories, as he had been so busy for the past twenty years that he simply didn't have the time to explore his own memory banks. And all of the memories he had been making with his son satisfied him in a way that he simply didn't have the need to look over old ones. But now that XJ-0461 was missing...perhaps some of his fresher memories could help feel the void he currently had inside him. Even if it was slightly.

The glass casing of Mnemonic Station Iota hissed and slid open to allow its creator inside. A beam of light came down the middle to shine upon whoever would lay dormant in its casing. Orvus floated inside and took his position underneath the light, closing his eyes and allowing the chamber to open the path to his memory banks, Simply closing his eyes felt nice, and the exhausted burning was now stopping. The Zoni's consciousness began slipping away from him. The smallest smile came onto his face as he became completely knocked out, now oblivious to the waking world.

Orvus could feel himself floating around his own mind. This was the normal drill, so he knew exactly what to do. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, the sound echoing throughout the seemingly dark place. One by one, a series of lights lined up on both sides of him, each one taking the shape of a sphere. This wasn't how every person's memories looked, but its how Orvus liked his to look. Each one was like a spherical treasure and a light to guide him back to the past. That was how it was in his memory banks: the past became the present and the present became the future.

He glanced through several of his memories, trying to decide which one he wanted to look at first. There was a point in the line that started the time of when he attempted to create his large number of children. Four hundred and sixty-one memories, all lined up. Orvus frowned as he went past some of them. There were memories in his memory banks that he simply wished he could get rid of or at least stop remembering altogether. The journey to creating XJ-0461 was a very rough one. One that he hadn't told his son much about.

With hesitation, Orvus reached toward to observe one of them. Knowing that he had successfully created his son, he wondered how he would feel watching one of his failures. They were memories that haunted him, but he still felt the need to move on from all of the children that he failed. Perhaps just a peek at one of them wouldn't hurt?

Taking a deep breath and mentally preparing himself, Orvus grabbed one of the memory spheres and looked inside. The area around him became the familiar Orvus Chamber, and he could see himself through his own eyes. Of course, he remembered this day. But was he prepared to watch something like this all over again?

~Memory: XJ-0332~

Orvus pushed all of his energy into the Great Clock's core, his heart racing and his head pounding. He could feel it...he could feel something! This was working, right? Was today finally the day that his son was going to be born?

He had spent an almost sleepless week balancing out a new equation for stabilizing a Zoni offspring. After three hundred tries, he thought that this was going to be the end of the line. But, if his calculations were correct, he would give enough energy to stabilize his son's form and make him into a living being. He was confident about this one, more confident than he had been before about one of his children. XJ-0332 was going to be born today. He was going to become a father today.

Sigmund watched worryingly below, not sure how this child was going to turn out. Orvus seemed really confident with his new breakthrough on balancing quantum energy and lifeforce from across the cosmos. But he couldn't help but worry. Orvus always exhausted himself whenever he tried to make his son and it couldn't be good for his health. He was ready to help his boss the moment he asked for it.

Taking deep breaths, Orvus pushed the rest of the lifeforce out of him and felt like that the entire Great Clock was on his back. An urge to fall to the ground below came over him, but he knew that he had to finish this. Preparing himself, the Zoni reached forward and grabbed the swirling quantum energy and lifeforce and hugged it with his entire body, praying it would stay. What felt like a small explosion erupted from the swirl and Orvus was nearly sent plummeting to the ground. He let out a yelp of surprise and pain, stopping himself from hitting the ground.

Sigmund hurried over, "Sir! Are you alright?"

"I...I-I am fine, Sigmund," Orvus said weakly, still clutching whatever he had now to his chest. "All that matters is...my son is…"

"Eh...geh…"

At the sound of noise, Orvus and Sigmund looked at each other and then down at what Orvus was holding in his hands. The two had looks of astonishment on their faces as they saw what appeared to be an orb taking the shape of a Zoni child. Orvus could feel himself becoming overcome with joy.

"Oh...oh my stars…"

"You...you did it, sir...you did it!"

"I...I did! I really...did…" Orvus felt his voice become quiet. He stared at his child with confusion, wondering what could be putting him off. He frowned, something was wrong. He couldn't explain it, but...something was wrong. The child squirmed a bit in his grasp, seemingly taking shape, but a sudden fluctuation in the child's form startled Orvus. The Zoni slowly shook his head, "Oh no…"

The Zoni child's form began to fluctuate and pulse, uncomfortable and distressed noises beginning to come from him. Sigmund was about to ask what the problem is, but hearing the child's noises somewhat told him what was happening. Orvus tried to calm his child, thinking that this was merely just due to the child being upset, but XJ-0332 kept pulsing and whining. Orvus felt his breathing become heavier. It couldn't end here. It couldn't. His eyes went wide as the child seemingly glitched out of his hands, its voice becoming distorted.

XJ-0332 fell to the ground, his body pulsating violently and his voice being horribly distorted as he cried out in pain. Orvus quickly planted himself over the miserable child and grabbed hold of his son, holding him close and tight. He shook his head as he tried to block out his son's suffering.

"No, please stay with me! We were so close! We were so-" In a large burst of energy, XJ-0332's form finally collapsed on itself and selfdestructed, taking the young Zoni's life with it. Orvus's was practically holding on to thin air are his turquoise eyes went wide, distraught as he was forced to bear witness the death of another one of his children. He slowly lowered his arms as he reluctantly muttered the end of his sentence, "...close..."

Sigmund watched in horror as the child's particles dissipated, and remaining traces of quantum energy went back into the Great Clock's core. The robot looked at Orvus, who looked too distraught to do anything besides stay in the same position. Sigmund tried to say something. Anything. "Orvus...sir...I-I'm so sorry...I don't."

Orvus slowly pushed himself off the ground, his turquoise eyes empty. He frowned and didn't turn to look at Sigmund. "I'm...so sorry that you had to see that, Sigmund. XJ-0332 was too unstable. I should have seen the signs sooner."

The elder Zoni took a deep breath as an attempt to gather himself, but he still felt awful on the inside. He shook his head and floated towards the exit. "I am sorry, my son. Perhaps next time…"

Orvus placed a hand on his chest, closing his eyes and turning away from the memory. After all this time, it still hurt. In hindsight, he should have handled the situation more delicately. Yelling at his dying son to stay with him was not an appropriate move. He was simply overcome with panic and grief that he wasn't able to think straight in that tense moment. But, despite how horrible he felt about that day, he did feel ever so slightly better knowing that he did manage to create a son years later. With hope and luck, he would be able to atone for the sins he committed against all of his children that he failed.

Wanting the feeling of dread to leave him, Orvus decided to travel down to the more recent years of memories, during the years that XJ-0461 was growing up. With his son now missing, these memories were the only way for him to see the child's face. If he was going to be doing that, then he may re-live some of XJ-0461's childhood memories. He hoped that it would distract him from the fact that he had been arguing with his son and now XJ-0461 was nowhere to be found. Like he thought before, there was a void in him that needed to be filled, and these memories might provide him with the littlest bit of satisfaction. Until the Zoni found XJ-0461, it was the only way. Now...which memory to choose…

Orvus picked up a random memory and looked inside. How about this memory? He took a peek and-

~Memory: Life, Pride, and Time~

"No, don't worry about me! Get Rho, find a way to gather my son, and get out of here before-XJ-0461!"

When Sigmund tried to help Orvus and Orvus gave his command to leave, XJ-0461 was approached by another Terratrope that was hidden in the nearby plant life, watching the entire situation unfold. When the other Terratrope failed to get its glowing green prey, the other one took it upon itself to attack XJ-0461. Orvus watched and horror and Sigmund barely had time to turn around and react when the Terratrope jumped behind XJ-0461, opened its jaws and thrust them upwards, forming two parallel cuts in XJ-0461's back. The child flew forward and landed on the ground, not moving.

Orvus quickly pulled out of the memory and shook his head. Not that one! Anything but that one! While it was definitely a memorable moment, as that attack was what gave XJ-0461 the ribbons on his back, he didn't want to watch that horrendous experience again. He had already brought his mood down with the previous memory he watched, he needed to watch one that was a bit more light-hearted.

Moving down the line into XJ-0461 adolescent years, Orvus stopped at one that he was very familiar with. He smiled as he picked up the memory sphere. This was one that he remembered very well, and one that would stay with him until the day he passed on. Knowing that this was the one that he wanted to see, the Zoni looked inside and viewed the memory, the area becoming one of the planet rooms in the Great Clock.

~Memory: First Chronoscepter Lesson~

Young XJ-0461 struggled to carry the Chronoscepter properly. He attempted to hold it upright in one hand like his father did, but it was too heavy for him to do so. He nearly dropped it several times, each time he apologized for.

Orvus noticed his son's struggle and smiled, "You do not have to hold it like me. When you're older, you'll have the strength to carry it in one hand. Let's keep two hands on it for the meantime."

"Okay," XJ-0461 said, defeated. He put both hands on the Chronoscepter and carried it sideways. But the child was still beaming, unable to keep his glee in knowing that he had his very own Chronoscepter now. The complexity of it fascinated him and he just wanted to hold onto it forever. But when he managed to take his eyes off it, he turned to his father. "Dad, why did you bring me in here?"

They were in one of the Polaris planet rooms, which was lined with planet models that were scattered across, of course, the Polaris galaxy. Orvus was leading his son to one of the many models, a plan hiding up his sleeve. If he was going to give his son a Chronoscepter, then it was best to start teaching him how to use it. And because of that, he created a very special lesson in one of the models. He felt excited thinking about it.

Orvus turned around as he brought XJ-0461 to the specific model he was looking for, "XJ-0461, I was more than happy to give you your Chronoscepter. But, owning one comes with its own responsibilities. If you are going to own it, then you are going to have to learn how to use it."

"You are going to show me how to use my Chronoscepter?" The child ask, looking at his staff. He smiled, "This will be an interesting experience."

"Indeed, it will. And this is where your first lesson will take place." The two looked at the planet model they were at. Orvus smiled and admired it, revealing what it was to his clueless child. "Ahh, the Kreeli Comet. Beautiful isn't it? But, what you don't know is that I have programmed this model to act as though the comet has fallen prey to temporal rifts. As caretaker, it is up to you to fix it."

"This is what you do, right? With your Chronoscepter?"

"That's correct. The Clock's primary function is to maintain temporal normality. When that normality is threatened, you must act to repair it immediately. So I will have fake temporal anomalies appear on here, and you will use your Chronoscepter to fix them. Here, let me show you what you must do to prepare yourself." Orvus brought his son down to the platform in front of the model to stand on. He adjusted XJ-0461's stance and helped him hold the Chronoscepter in a comfortable position. "There, that should do it. Are you ready?"

"As ready as I will ever be," XJ-0461 said with confidence.

"Wonderful! I am about to start it. When the rifts appear, focus your Chronoscepter's beam to repair them. And be careful to now blast rifts that you've already repaired, as that will break them again."

XJ-0461 prepared himself. He gripped his Chronoscepter and eyed the Kreeli Comet like it was his prey. He remembered his father telling him what he did as a Senior Caretaker. As Orvus' son, he would have to do this as his own job one day. The more practice he got in during his lifetime, the better. He would become the best caretaker to ever...care...take. The child shook himself out of his confusing thoughts and readied his staff as the model booted up.

Tiny pillars of yellow light appeared all over the comet, the ones pointing at XJ-0461 seemed to reach toward him as he prepared to repair them. Orvus hovered to the side to watch his son at work (and so he wouldn't be hit by the beam).

"Alright, my dear boy, teach these time anomalies a thing or two!" He pointed to XJ-0461's Chronoscepter. "Simply focus the beam on them. Channel your power into the scepter and let it help you."

"Okay…" XJ-0461 did as his father said and channeled his energy into the Chronoscepter, the quantum energy core pulsating. It flashed with a bright light before letting loose a blue beam that focused on the surface of the model. However, the beam came with such energy that it took the child by surprise and he nearly lost control of it. "Wh-Whoa! Dad!"

"Everything is fine, do not worry. The beam just has a bit of a kick to it. You get used to it after a few times. Regain control and focus the beam on the time anomalies," Orvus said.

XJ-0461 grabbed hold of his Chronoscepter again and held it tight, making sure that it wouldn't go flying out of his hands. The power coming from it was intense, it almost felt like it was trying to push him away. The Chronoscepter's power was more than he expected it to be. Orvus made wielding it look so easy.

Believing that he had things under control, XJ-0461 adjusted the beam so it blasted one of the time anomalies. It let out a small chime as it went from yellow to light blue, signifying that it was fixed. XJ-0461 smiled in victory, then went on to the other one, which was rapidly fixed as well.

"Fantastic work, XJ-0461!" Orvus said proudly. He tapped into the model's programming and brought up some more severe anomalies, glowing orange and red. "Let's see if you can handle something a bit more intense."

"These will be no problem," XJ-0461 said, prepared for anything these anomalies would dish out at him.

Believing that these would be no problem for him, XJ-0461 focused his Chronoscepter's beams on one of the red anomalies. He waited to hear the chime of it being restored, but he frowned when they didn't come. That was...weird. He pushed his Chronoscepter to put out more energy, but he felt the scepter pushing back. The red anomaly started to fluctuate and it pushed the Chronoscepter's beam back.

XJ-0461 let out a distressed cry, "Ah! I cannot fix it! Dad!"

"Calm down, son. Those severe anomalies might be too much for you to handle. Try the orange ones."

"Alright, I'll…" XJ-0461 became very cautious as he ripped the beam away from the red anomaly and moved on to the orange anomaly. Hopefully this would give him an easier time.

"GAH!"

Or do the same thing as the red anomaly.

XJ-0461 felt the Chronoscepter pushing back on him as the anomaly resisted his power. It fought against him and his scepter, so much so that the child was pushed off the pedestal he was standing on and sent flying back. The Chronoscepter went flying out of his hand and he became disoriented.

Orvus rushed over to his son to see if he was alright. He steadied the child, "XJ-0461, are you alright?"

"I...believe so…" XJ-0461 said, shaking his head. "What happened?"

"It appears that the severe anomalies were too much for you. As of now, you are simply not strong enough to handle something of that intensity. I'm sorry for putting you through that. If I had known, I would have waited," Orvus said with a frown.

"So...you are saying that I am too weak to handle my Chronoscepter…?" The child asked sadly. He shook his head before Orvus could speak again, "I am sorry, dad. I failed you and your lesson."

"No no no, I do not think that you failed me in the least bit, XJ-0461." The elder Zoni said. He grabbed his son's shoulders, "Deep down I knew that you were too young to handle time anomalies. But you did not fail nor are you weak. You just need to grow into your Senior Caretaker duties, that is all. And you repaired those first-time anomalies like they were nothing, on your first try no less."

Orvus picked up his son's Chronoscepter and handed it back to him, "We just have to remember to not rush this. The more you grow, the more your skill and power will grow. Then one day you'll be repairing real-time anomalies like there's nothing to it."

XJ-0461 let out a small sigh, feeling a bit disappointed in himself that he wasn't able to take care of those anomalies. But what his father said was right. He would have to grow into his abilities first. He just couldn't wait for that day to come. Still, he took his Chronoscepter back and nodded, "I suppose we all have to start somewhere, right?"

"Right."

Orvus smiled as the memory faded away and he held it in his hands once again. They both learned an important lesson that day. XJ-0461 would need to grow and become his own person before handling the duties of a Senior Caretaker. Back then he could barely hold his Chronoscepter. And now he would clean up anomalies so fast that Orvus could barely wrap his head around it. His son had come so far since he was a child. This memory helped him remind him of that. And while his son had some confidence issues back then, he was proud to know that XJ-0461 was a strong and independent Zoni nowadays. So strong that he followed his urge to...run away…

Orvus shook his head. This was not the time to be thinking about that. There were other ways he could think about how far his son has come as a Zoni. Or rather remember. Somewhere in these memories was a conversation Orvus had with his son a few months ago. One that he held very dear to his heart.

The elder Zoni looked through his more recent memories, trying to find the specific one that he wanted. Tracing his memories back to months ago instead of years, he picked out the one that he was looking for. Just like before, he looked into the memory and the area around him changed. It was one of the outer rims of the Great Clock that stared out into the great beyond of space. XJ-0461 and Orvus were sitting on the very edge, nearly floating in the cosmos.

~Memory: Our Place in the Universe~

XJ-0461 held on to his Chronoscepter and placed his chin on top. His shimmering green eyes looked into the black and blue void of space. "It really is massive."

"Indeed it is," Orvus said in agreement.

"How much of it have you been to?" The younger Zoni asked, glancing at his father.

"I've been to countless planets in a variety of systems across three galaxies. But what I have explored only accounts for a small amount of what this universe holds. This multicolored void is as big as life itself."

"Perhaps I will explore what you have not in the future." XJ-0461 smiled, thinking about what the universe held in store for him. He could reach out and grab hold of the void and let it take him. He wanted to explore. Ever since he was a child he was fascinated with what the universe had to offer. It was only a matter of time before he could see it for himself.

However, a small frown came onto Orvus' face, but he agreed with his son nonetheless, not wanting to shut down the mood. "Perhaps."

The young Zoni took his chin off of his Chronoscepter and fully turned his head to his father, "When was the last time you were out there? From what I can remember, you have stayed here since I was a child."

To be completely truthful, Orvus was not comfortable with this question. The last time he was out of the Clock...it was a memory that he didn't want to think about. And he surely did not want to tell his son about it. So, not wanting to reveal anything horrid, Orvus twisted the truth. "The last time I was outside of the Clock was about...twenty years ago. But, when I decided to start creating an offspring, I decided that it would be best to stay in the Clock. After all, what kind of father would I be if I created a son and then left him?"

"You do not have to stay in the Clock for my sake, father," XJ-0461 attempted to argue. "I am capable of taking care of myself, you know this. If you wish to leave the Clock for a day or two, I will not be upset or angry."

"That is a nice thought, but...no." Orvus said quietly. XJ-0461 frowned and looked at his father sadly. Orvus noticed this and quickly dismissed what his son was thinking, "O-Oh, but it is not because I feel the need to stay here and watch over you. I just…" the elder Zoni tried to bring the conversation back up, "I just believe that this is the place where I belong. My place in the universe is not somewhere out in the cosmos, it is here in the Great Clock, ruling over the Zoni, keeping time stable, and attending to be duties as king of the Zoni."

"Your place in the universe…?"

"Yes. Everything created in the omniverse has a duty to fulfill. Whether it be Tetramites working to build their hive or Terachnoids creating new technology and making breakthroughs in science, everything has a place. And mine is here, tending to my duties and raising you to take my place."

"So...does that mean that my place in the universe is here, too?" XJ-0461 asked, hiding a hint of worry in the back of his voice.

"I would answer yes, but it is honestly too early to decide that. You are still a child among our race. While you will have to take on the responsibilities that I currently handle, when the time comes, you will discover where your place in the universe is."

"I suppose you are right." The young Zoni looked back into the dark void. Find his place in the universe...what would that be like? And...what if it wasn't in the Great Clock. There were too many questions about this to answer. "Will you be able to help me find my place if I need it?"

"Of course, son," Orvus said, placing a hand on XJ-0461's shoulder.

The memory faded away and formed back in Orvus' hands. He was smiling a bit. The conversation may have been short, but it was a deep subject that he hoped to help his son with some day. Finding one's place in the universe was not always an easy task. For some, it was laid out in front of them and formed an easy-to-follow path. But for others, their place was hidden in the farthest reaches of the galaxies, waiting to be found at the right time.

A shadow of guilt crept up on Orvus' back as he realized something about the memory, or rather about his past self. When XJ-0461 asked about the last time he was out of the Clock, he did lie a fair bit. While Orvus did have the intention of watching his son grow over the years, that alone wasn't what was keeping him inside the Great Clock. For fifteen years he had been trying to convince himself that it was the reason, but he knew better. He knew the truth. And that truth he had been hiding from XJ-0461 all his life.

He had come close to telling XJ-0461 that he was being dishonest, but it was only when his son was a mere infant at several months old. But, even if he did tell his son the truth then, it would have mattered because XJ-0461 wouldn't be able to remember it because it was so young. It was a sad time for Orvus in those years. And even today he didn't have the guts to tell his son what happened.

Orvus scrolled down the line of memories and came across the one he was thinking about. It was packed in with XJ-0461's baby memories, within a year after he was born. The Zoni gave a sad sigh, thinking that he might as well take a look while he was thinking about it. Activating the memory, Orvus looked inside and saw his past self outside the Orvus Chamber holding his infant son. A solemn look on his face as he pondered something tragic.

~Memory: I'm Sorry~

Orvus looked over his kingdom with sad and tired eyes. Zoni flew back and forth, tending what needed to be tended to around the place that they called home. Ribbons of quantum energy flowed throughout the place, providing energy where it was needed. His kingdom really was a magnificent place. It was a place that he didn't mind spending the rest of his days in this universe.

In his arms, an infant XJ-0461 sat peacefully, looking up at his father with his large eyes, being content as usual. Though there was something bothering the child, he was too interested in what his father was doing to notice. He reached up and smacked his father's chest in order to get his attention. Orvus acknowledged his child's need for attention and gently grabbed the infant's hand.

"Forgive me for being so quiet, XJ-0461. Daddy is just...thinking. I do that a lot nowadays."

"Bah!" Was all XJ-0461 could says, as he hadn't learned how to say any proper words yet.

"Very insightful," Orvus joked, trying to lighten the mood a bit. But not even his sense of humor was coming through for him. All he could think about was...that day. A day that no one in the Clock dared to bring up. Not around Orvus, at least, and he appreciated that. He closed his eyes and frowned, "You do not know this, son, but I did something...awful. My subjects and Sigmund assure me that I had no control over the situation, but despite the logic behind it, I cannot help but think that it was entirely my fault. I am supposed to protect my subjects. What kind of leader am I for...abandoning them like that? I had no control over it."

"Ehh…" the child said, listening to his father despite not understanding.

Orvus continued, happy that there was just someone there to listen to him. "When it was over, the only thing I could feel was pain, grief, and guilt. I still feel it to this day. But, when I thought of the idea to start creating an offspring, I thought that the joy of having a child would free me from that dark prison. But it only lessened the pain. I was so happy when I was able to stabilize you and let you live. But, in a way, I partially ended up using you to help my own emotional state…"

Orvus stopped for a moment to gather himself. This was a tough thing for him to talk about. It was something that he had barely discussed with anyone, even Sigmund. It was just too much for him to think about it. But that didn't excuse what he was doing. His son didn't deserve to be used like this. He loved his son, he really did, but part of him felt guilty for trying to have his son help save him from his grief.

"I have not been completely sincere with you or myself. I thought that, if I managed to create you, the pain would finally stop. But..." Orvus sighed and shook his head slowly. He spoke in a quiet voice, "I have been a bad father, XJ-0461."

XJ-0461 could feel the solemn tone coming from his father. Unsettled, the young Zoni fussed and let out some distressed cries. Orvus frowned and his eyes went a bit wide as he realized what he was doing.

"O-Oh! I'm sorry, my son. I didn't mean to feed you negative energy..." The elder Zoni cursed himself for giving off such a strong negative aura. With a good portion of willpower, he tried to retract the negative energy so his son wouldn't be affected by it. The child let out a few more cries before calming down. Orvus held his son close and spoke with regret. "I'm so sorry that I did that to you. I suppose that...for the sake of you...I will have to repress my grief. Grieving over what happened won't fix it, after all. You cannot change the past."

The child let out more noises, this time a bit happier because he was no longer sensing the negative energy. But Orvus wasn't paying attention. He glanced at the Orvus Chamber and frowned again, "And time must not be tampered with, no matter how much you want the past to change."

Orvus took a deep breath and tried to hold himself together as he put the memory back. That one was a hard one to watch. After all of this time and all of the bonding he had done with his son, he still felt bad for that day. Of course, he no longer thought that he was merely using his son, but he still regretted that train of thought. And to feed his infant child negative energy and making him cry...Orvus shook his head and floated away from the memory, wanting to get away from it.

It was true that what happened twenty years ago still hurt him, but not as nearly as much as it did back then, when it was still too fresh in his mind. But the effects of it were still lingering to this day. The disruption in the Zoni Dimension was caused by what happened on Quantos and the dimension and the Zoni who lived there were still horrified about what happened. Orvus didn't think much about the incident nowadays compared to how often he thought about it years ago. He had learned to cope with his grief by raising his son for the past fifteen years, and it definitely helped. Though XJ-0461 running away was definitely bringing back some bad memories.

Speaking of which, Orvus couldn't help but glance as a very certain memory that he tried his best to ignore this entire time. One that sat and appeared just like all of the memories but still stuck out like a sore thumb. Orvus turned to it, shooting it a glare. The memory he was trying to forget during those twenty years and was still trying to forget to this very day. His hand turned into a fist as he tried his best not to think about it. Coward...he was such a coward. He was a coward back then and he was a coward now. Even with the strength his son gave him, he…

With a thought in mind, Orvus went over to the awful memory and stared down at it. The strength his son gave him...maybe...if he could gather up the courage to…?

The elder Zoni picked up the memory. It had been two decades since it happened. Just like his son, he had grown since then. The confidence and strength that raising XJ-0461 gave him made him a much more confident person. Perhaps, after all this time, he could bear to take a look at it? It wasn't like the memory was going to go anywhere anytime soon. Maybe, with his newfound strength that came from being a father and recovering over the years, he could relive what happened and attempt to reflect on it instead of just running away and trying to forget about it.

He thought that he was insane for doing this after all the effort he put into trying to forget this event. He put so much work towards repressing it that the memory's name was corrupted. It looked like he put more damage on this memory than expected. Still, he wanted to give it a try. Gathering every ounce of courage that he had, he slowly looked into the memory, his mind yelling at him to close his eyes and now watch. Of course, Orvus ignored this and let the area around him change. It was gray and raining. There was smoke. Quantos had never looked so terrible before.

~Memory: N̷͍̯̟̭ͫ̒̂̃́ȧ͕̹͚̰̺͙͊̊͌̐̾m͔̻̤͇͇̱̝̈́ͦ̅̀e̐̓҉̯͈ ̛̣̳̪͚̻̤̦͕͌͘͟N̾̉ͫͮͦ͏̙̘͓͚̯̤̩̭o͑̏̂́҉̨̩̭͈͖t͍̪͈̜̿ͪ̈ͨ ̜̙̮͕̦̓̆ͧ̐F̍ͮ̽ͦ͒҉̵̹͍̠̟͢ö̡̧̺̓͡u̮̞̦͚ͩͨ̎̄ͩͥ͜n̢͕̠̱̤̯͖̫ͨ̿͛ͫ̈̊͂̋d͓̳̟̽ͪ̿͟~

Orvus let out strained breaths. He pushed himself out of the mud, clumps of it falling off of his suit. The rain poured on him hard and soaked him. He was back...he was finally back...and everything was silent. Unable to hover, he looked up to see what happened when he was gone. Were any of them left? They would have to regroup and get back to the Clock. But they would have to check on the Fongoids before they left. And there were some that would need healing before...before...

The elder Zoni looked around, noticing that he wasn't sensing anything. There was nothing here. The only thing he could make out in the rain were piles...of...suits...

"No..."

Pieces of Zoni suits laid scattered across the area. They looked like that they were ripped from their bodies piece by piece. And the Zoni themselves were nowhere to be found.

"No, please..."

Orvus's eyes went wide and he began to breathe heavily. No. It couldn't be. Those Zoni. They were...they were...

"I...cannot..."

They were all dead.

"I...I CANNOT DO THIS."

With great force, Orvus ripped himself out of the memory and threw it aside as hard as he could. In a rush of panic and fear, Orvus decided that it was time to get out of the Mnemonic Station. He yelled out the words to end this sequence and to be released from the station.

"Program terminated!"

Mnemonic Station Iota awakened Orvus from his slumber and opened up to release him. The elder Zoni was very quick to get out and go all the way to the other side of the room. He breathed heavily as his adrenaline and fear rush began to die down, leaving him room to start calming himself. His eyes were still wide and he placed a hand on the wall to keep himself steady. He shook his head as he thought about what just happened. He was wrong. He wasn't ready to relive that memory. The pain of it all was beginning to return. He could feel every once of joy that he ever felt in the past twenty years begin to slip away as he saw the pieces of Zoni suits laying across the mud, empty and lifeless. Orvus tried to shake his the images out of his head, but he couldn't. He couldn't forget what happened. He...wasn't...strong enough…to get over it...

Orvus felt tears welling up in his eyes and he closed them, lowering his head. He spoke out loud even though there was no one there to listen to him.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry I wasn't...there…to protect you...I am so sorry..."

The elder Zoni stayed there and grieved, wanting to be saved from this misery and to just have the memory erased from his conscience. If he had arrived at the Clock in six minutes it would have been erased and he could correct the past, but he was too weak at the time to do anything. Those Zoni...all of those poor, innocent Zoni. They were dead. They were dead because of him. And he would never forgive himself for as long as he lived.

Alright everyone, the feels train is rolling into the station. Please keep your hands in feet in the vehicle and do not get up until the ride has come to a complete stop. Thank you for riding Chapter 13 of Ethereal Gates.

Intense chapter, eh? This is a chapter I've been looking forward to writing for a while. I love going in-depth into characters and their past. And you finally got to look at Orvus' inner turmoil. He's been holding a lot of things in a telling lies that he didn't want to tell. Oh yeah, and the whole dead Zoni thing on Quantos...*clears throat*

Also, "Life, Pride, and Time" is an actual oneshot that you can read. I just threw it in as a cool easter egg. Get it? Cuz it's Easter. Ha!

Likes and Reblogs are appreciated! Thanks for reading!

#ratchet and clank #ratchet and clank fanfiction #ratchet and clank au #ratchet #clank #sigmund #orvus #zoni #great clock #fanfiction #au

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yougetoneshot · 6 months

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Stardust: Royal Pains

Chapter 2: Danse Macabre

Summary of Body Swaps:

Primus - Septimus (Can’t walk)

Secundus - Quartus (Constantly Shivering)

Tertias - Primus (Can’t talk)

Quartus - Secundus (Can’t move)

Quintus - Sextus (Can’t touch anything or their skin will stick to it)

Sextus - Tertius (Intense chest pains and shortness of breath)

Septimus - Quintus (Memory impaired)

Chapter 1

The seven brothers glared at each other in tense silence for a while. Secundus, who currently possessed Quartus, finally spoke up through his intense shivering.

“W-what k-kind of m-m-ma-magic can d-do thissss?!”

“The ironic kind?” Quartus smirked from Secundus’s broken body.

“How are any of us living right now?” Primus frowned through Septimus’s brows. “These bodies are broken- some more than others.” He’d look over at the body of Secundus.

“I don’t mind. I can’t feel any of it.” Quartus gave a self satisfied smirk from Secundus’s body. “Besides, whoever hired these goons to bring us back must know a way to fix us.”

“Even if they do, I’ll just have to kill you all again seeing as I’m king now.” The other brothers looked over to Septimus possessing Quintus’s body.

“You’re n-n-not king.” Secundus growled.

“I found the stone. I’m king.”

“Septimus, you’re dead. Our nephew, Tristan is king.” Primus explained.

“Who is Tristan?! Which one of you had a son?!”

“Una. Don’t you remember?”

“Of course I remember… who is Una?”

“I think that axe wound might be treating your memory poorly.” Quintus smirked from Sextus’s body.

“What axe wound?” He lifted a hand to feel the gaping hole in his head then back down at his hands before looking over at his body staring at him. “Why is my body looking at me?!”

“Because our souls are in the wrong bodies. I’m Primus.”

“Why did it have to be you?” Septimus grumbled and Primus sighed heavily.

“Why couldn’t you have been in my body- then you’d at least be quiet.” Primus looked over at his body who he knew from process of elimination must be possessed by Tertius who was glaring at him angrily.

“Una has a son?” Septimus whispered and shook his head. “I traded Una to a witch over a decade ago how does she have a son?”

“You sold off Una?!” All the other brothers glared at him.

“..what? I didn’t kill her.”

“We all loved Una, how could you do that?!”

“Because you loved her! She made us all soft! I never could have killed Quintus if she stayed around.”

“Una didn’t deserve that, Septimus. Your quarrel was with us, not her.” Primus frowned and Septimus became even more irritable at his own face glaring at him.

“I should have killed her.”

“If you had, we’d all be stuck as ghosts right now.” Sextus growled from Tertias’s body.

“As opposed to these broken bodies?!” Septimus growled back before clutching his head and blinking a few times before looking up at Primus.

“..why is my body looking at me?”

“Oh here we go again.” The other brothers groaned.

“Keep it down back there. We’re approaching the castle.” One of the cloaked figures yelled back to them. “We don’t need to concern anyone with you all looking.. like that.”

The princes grumbled but all silently agreed they did not want to be seen in their current states. The wagon was pulled into the castle and escorted to the royal stables. The cloaked figures came around to the back of the wagon once it was stopped. “Alright, let’s go.”

Septimus furrowed his brow at the cloaked figure and saw the stone they were holding. “That’s my stone!” He reached for the crystal but the cloaked figure backed up just out of his reach. Septimus leapt from the back of the wagon, bat wings unfurling from his back and fire slipping out the side of his mouth as he snarled. “Give me the stone!”

“Oh no, he’s going full dragon.” Quintus looked over at Primus. “You’ll have to stop him before he gets too heated and burns the place down!”

Primus barked at his brother as he painfully drug himself to the edge of the wagon. “Septimus! That’s not the stone!”

Septimus turned around and furrowed his brow. “Who are you?!” He stormed towards Primus and lifted him from the wagon and shoved him against the nearest wall.

“I’m your brother! Primus!”

“You expect me to believe that?!” Septimus spat small sparks of flame.

Primus grabbed onto Septimus’s arm and looked over to Quintus who nodded. “Sorry brother.” He bit hard into Septimus’s arm- which was really Quintus’s. Septimus howled as he was bitten by his own body, feeling the sharp pain of his second layer of teeth. The cloaked figures came over to help Primus but as the did, a burst of flame shot out of Septimus’s mouth and into the air. The crystal one of them had been holding fell to the ground and shattered causing all the princes to fall unconscious to the ground.

“Well… that went well.” The shorter cloaked figure quipped.

“Let’s just get them inside before they cause any more trouble.”

#stardust (2007)#stormhold princes #prince Primus #prince Secundus #prince Tertius #prince Quartus #prince Quintus #prince Sextus #prince Septimus

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red-moon-witch · 6 years

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Hermione? Please info dump about whatever you want

I Also have an anon for this particular ask! Hermione Granger: Is there anything you know a lot about? There's a couple things actually! I know an alarming amount of facts about Corvids! (Ravens, Crows and Black Birds!) Like the fact that they have no biological reason for hopping but they do it anyway, just for fun! I know a TON about Stardust! my favorite fun fact about the film is that the Princes (named Primus, Secondus, Tertius, Quartus, Quintus, Sextus and Septimus consecutively) Have the roman numerals that correspond to their names, embroidered in their wardrobe!

- Aesa Heres the list of questions!Answered: Hermione Granger

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ask-valerian-40k · 7 years

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Upon the quarantined world of Gladius, the Drukhari Wych Cult of the Seventh Woe fight their way into the great fanglined fighting pits of the World Eaters in search of a challenge. The violent duels that result are amongst the fastest and most vicious that Gladius’ Daemon Prince masters have ever seen. Though dozens of Wyches and World Eaters die upon one another’s blades, Khorne is pleased by the intensity of the carnage, and blesses the occasion with a rain of blood that brings the dead back to life. A bond of wary respect is forged between the two factions, ultimately leading to the invasion known as the Great Blood Wager of Anathema Quartus.

Gladius Anathema, Chaos Space Marine Codex

#kind of adorable #dark eldar #world eaters #chaos space marines #wych cult #wh40k #gladius anathema

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bitchkay · 8 months

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Yall...

I'm so unwell

I wanna have sex with Quartus.

I'm not even tryna be funny

I'm unwell I'm so unwell

I'm not normal at all rn

Yall shouldn't never made me read that chapter of the princes path, Quartus had no goddamn right looking that fine😭😭