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doudouneverte · 9 months

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Secret Wife?

a/n: let's start this world cup with a little thing...

*not my GIF*

Pairing: Fridolina Rolfo x NORWNT!Reader: NORWNT + SWEWNT x Reader

Summary: You have a secret realtionship with a certain Swedish player and you come out public after her final against Wolfsburg

Type: Fluff

Warning: nothing

word count: 2154

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Opposites attract each other; that is what a lot of people say. In your case, it was totally true. You married a woman who was your opposite in every aspect, even the professional one, Fridolina Rolfö. You both play football, but since you first met at a professional level, you have never played together.

You faced her for the first time in your first season in the Swedish league; she played for Linköping and you for Rosengråd. It was surprising how quickly you became friends after your first match and more a few months later. Except for some teammates, nobody knew about you two; they just assumed you were good friends because you didn't show too much in public, but that didn't mean you weren't there for her. To be honest, you were her number-one fan. Always here when she played, not so far from Malmö, and always cheered for her.

Then 2017 came, and you both received an offer to play for a different championship, the Frauen Bundesliga. It was a great opportunity, but you were a little sad when you learned that Fridolina wouldn't play with you again because she chose Bayern München, where you chose to play for Frankfurt. Even if you were always enemies on the pitch, when you were off, nothing could be better than when you asked her to be your wife one season after she moved to Wolfsburg.

After three years in Germany, you left the country to join one of your favorite clubs when you were younger, Real Madrid. Your first season, even if it had been interrupted, was very great, and you were ready for the next part of history until your wife joined your rivals, FC Barcelona.

Two wives playing for two rival clubs but also playing for two different countries, and that leads us to this day. A friendly game opposing Sweden and Norway—honestly, you loved this type of match; you always found her very attractive when you played against her, but it was on another level when she wore her national colors.

You were in the locked room, preparing yourself for the match in a few minutes, when your phone buzzed next to you. It was a text from Frido. A few moments later, you were so focused on your conversation with your blonde girl that you didn't notice that everyone was waiting for you for a captain's speech. Maren Mjelde cleared her throat, but you just giggled, visibly whatever the Swedish said was more interesting than this.

"You giggle like a schoolgirl," Ada Hegerberg commented, and you finally looked at your teammates.

"Oh, shut up, Hegerberg," you replied, rolling your eyes. "So, are you finally ready?" you dared to ask.

"Are we....?" Guro Reiten repeated a little offended "I swear I'll..." She didn't have time to finish before she got interrupted by Maren.

"We were actually waiting for you." the defender said, and you looked at everyone.

"Oh sorry. So let's go," you said, standing up and extending your arm, waiting for them to form a circle to start your usual speech.

In the other locker room, the Swedish team was impatient to play—a certain player more than others. "You looked excited." Magda commented, and Frido looked at her, confused.

"Yes, I mean, aren’t you?" Your wife asked.

"Yes, of course I am; I like to play against Guro even if I prefer to play with her." the captain replied.

"I totally understand you; it’s really cool to play with Ingrid, but I don't like to play against her, even if it’s fun," the forward said.

"Oh, I’m a little disappointed. I thought you were talking to Y/n." Kosovare commented.

"What do you mean?"

"We saw you glued to your phone when Magda was doing her usual captain's speech. Great speech, by the way." Zećira said this time getting a little ‘thank you’ from her Chelsea teammate.

"I think it’s Y/n!" Kosse said across the changing room, gaining the attention of everyone. "What? It’s true," she added when she felt every gaze on her.

"Yes it’s true, but—" The forward tried to defend herself but was cut off by Sofia Jakobsson.

"Why don’t you ever think about playing together? We wouldn’t have to support you missing each other."

"You’ve got a point." Zećira said.

"It’s not that easy. It’s not like she can play with us suddenly." Your wife said.

"Yes but you can always play for the same club. And I don’t want to force you to do anything, but I heard that a Londonian club wouldn’t mind having a new power couple in her team." The goalkeeper commented.

"I need to stop you right now; if they need to play for the same team in London, they will definitely play for Arsenal." Stina protested.

"And why?" Magda asked, raising her eyebrow.

"Because we all know that Y/n considers Frida like her little sister, and according to that, she’d choose Arsenal." Unfortunately, the conversation couldn’t go further because it was already time to enter the pitch.

The match went pretty well; well, it ended in a draw, but 3-3 is a pretty draw. After the game, you thanked the supporters and made your way to the Sweden team. Even if your relationship wasn’t public, it was not uncommon for the fans to catch you being touchy with the Swedish player; honestly, they loved it. That's one of the reasons they loved when you faced her, of course there was also the sportive part, but they couldn't help themselves every time you interacted together, and it didn’t take a lot of time before some edits shipping you two appeared online.

After a little session of sweaty hugs with Ingrid, much to her dismay, you finally made your way to the third Barcelona player in this match. Some cameras were still recording, and they didn't miss the goofy smile the tall forward gave you—definitely good content for the fans later. "Hey pretty girl," you said, and the captain of Chelsea next to you two rolled her eyes.

"Good game, girls. You played very well." Ingrid said, giving her club teammate a little side hug.

"You too, even if I'm better." Fridolina replied, and you playfully hit her arm. "What? It's true."

"Your only goal was when I didn't defend on you." You reminded her.

"Yeah, I know, but it's still a goal," she said while she opened her arms, and you fulfilled the gap. "You played very well." she whispered before landing a quick kiss on your head.

"Even when you try to be sneaky, you are still so obvious." Frida said.

"Are you jealous?" You joked, "You can come here." You opened your arms, and even if the midfielder tried to resist, she knew she could never deny your hugs. You looked like a little family, and you obviously knew that the fans would edit it, but you were too comfy between your wife and your claimed little sister.

When you broke the hug, you made your way to the changing room with Ingrid and Rolfö, not too far from Frida and Stina. You were talking about anything and everything when the Arsenal forward called you. "Y/n do you ever think about playing with Frido on the same team?"

"Uh uh, don't start that." Zećira said, coming out of nowhere.

You looked at the Sweden players confused. "Don't listen to them; they're just arguing about which is the best team between Arsenal and Chelsea." Fridolina said.

"It's more than that." the keeper protested.

"Let me guess, you just want us to join Arsenal or Chelsea?" you asked.

"Yes." Magda and Sofia said rolling their eyes.

"No!" Stina and Zećira countered, "It's more than that; imagine being with your wife 24/7, training with her, playing with her, and just wearing the same jersey."

"Okay let's not talk about it right now because I'm exhausted, but we'll think about it." you said before heading to your locker room.

The next few weeks you came back to Spain, and you managed to spend a lot of time with Frido after the end of the season before her final at Eindhoven. You tried to not attract attention in the stadium, but it was almost impossible. You couldn’t enter the stadium before some fans of both teams recognized you. And there you took some pictures with them, some of them questioning you about who you were supporting. You were wearing a light jacket, so they couldn’t see your Rolfö’s national jersey. Of course you were there to support your wife, but as a Real Madrid player and fan, you couldn’t say it loudly.

"I’m just here to see some teammates play." You replied with a little smile. Thankfully for you, they let you leave rather quickly. In your seat, you were mentally preparing for the next ninety minutes.

After those ninety minutes, FC Barcelona were sacred European champions for the second time, and Frida scored a goal. You were ecstatic in your seat during the game, acting like a groupie when your blondie touched the ball. When a member of the security came to escort you on the pitch, you were a little shocked because you didn’t really think the Swedish forward would spot you in the crowd, but she definitely did.

On the pitch, you came to congratulate your national teammates, and Ingrid gave you a sweaty hug, making you quickly pull away with a grimace. "You look good in yellow," the midfielder commented.

"But something tells me she would look better in blue and red." Caro Hansen added, and you rolled your eyes.

"Let’s not start it now." You didn't have time to say anything else until you felt arms wrapping around your waist from behind you. you didn't have to turn to know who they belonged to.

"Oh no, the lovebirds are reunited again," Caro said, faking annoyance.

"Hey, don’t you have some Spanish girlfriends you want to see?" You said making them leave, but not before they mimicked how the Swedish player was clinched to you.

"Why do you wear my national jersey?" Your wife asked while her head found her space in the crook of your neck.

"Are you kidding me?" you asked, a little offended.

"I’m rather on the girl’s side this time."

"Oh no, we’ll not start that, not today." You groaned and turned around to finally face her.

"But I really think about what the girls said the last time, and, well, it’s been like, what, six or seven years since we started to play against each other. I know you would rather die than wear a Barcelona kit, but if one day I leave, would you come with me?" She asked with a pout.

"Honey, one day I asked you if you wanted to marry, and you made the mistake of saying ‘yes’ so unfortunately for you, you’re stuck with me wherever you go." You joked.

"Even if I receive a proposition from Chelsea?" she tried.

"Okay don’t push your luck, Mrs.Rolfö." You replied dramatically, pushing away from her grip. The tall woman obviously didn’t give up and wrapped you close to her again.

The two of you were so much in your little bubble that you forgot that her team was celebrating and that the stadium was not totally empty when you pushed your toe to land a passionate kiss on her lips. When you heard some wolf whistles from Catalan players and the public cheering loudly, that's when you came back from your trance and remembered that you were not alone.

"Oh my..." you mumbled, hiding your face in your wife’s chest, who was laughing at your action.

"Don’t be shy, I think most of them already knew; it’s not like we’re good at hiding our behavior every time we’re together." Frido joked, "And at least now, everybody would know that you’re off the market, Mrs. Rolfö."

This night, like you assumed, you broke the internet, and a photo of you and Fridolina kissing was on almost every Woso fan’s Instagram stories and some of your teammates’ too. You received a lot of support from some teammates and even other celebrities. Magda and Pernille shared a cute picture of the four of you on a double date just after the Euro, and things went more crazy when Z posted almost all the cute pictures she took of you when you didn’t notice.

"I think that after today, if someone decides to sign one of us, they will definitely have to sign the other." The Swedish player said while she came to lay beside you.

"I still think we could have announced it in a better way." you said after you left your phone on the nightstand.

"Yes, maybe, but right now it’s just the two of us." she said, pressing a shy kiss on your head.

"I love you, Frido."

"And I love you more."

#woso x reader #woso fanfics #fridolina rolfö #fridolina rolfö x reader #norwnt x reader #swewnt x reader #barcelona femeni x reader

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wileys-russo · 3 months

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niamh charles, "me jealous? Yes." morocco pre-season camp

niamh charles

normally post a covid world there wasn't any shared rooms on camps and that was something you were immensely grateful for. however with a slight mess up from the hotel booking system you suddenly found yourselves all sleeping three to a room until alternative arrangements were made.

it suited you well enough, you'd grown up with five siblings and shared a room for most of your childhood. you'd learn to take up as minimal space as you could, keeping your head down and taking whatever you could get.

so when you were slotted into a room with niamh and jessie you breathed a sigh of relief, much to the canadians protests she didn't want to be the third wheel or witness 'adult activities' as niamh smacked her upside the head and told her to shut up.

the three of you grabbed your bags and raced for the elevator, stepping in and sticking your tongues out at jess, erin and guro who were forced to wait for the next one.

"dibs!" jessie dropped her bags and dove onto the double bed, leaving you and niamh with the single. "oh in your dreams fleming get off!" niamh grabbed the poor girls ankles and dragged her to the floor with a yell and a thump.

"m'lady." your girlfriend gestured to the bed with a charming grin as you helped jessie up who huffed. niamh squared up to her as they went chest to chest, the canadian letting out a war cry and tackling the defender to the floor.

"but you're the third wheel? sure jess!" you rolled your eyes with a chuckle, stepping over them and dropping your bag to the bed, grabbing out your toiletries and moving them to the bathroom.

"babe help!" you heard your girlfriend cry out as you returned to the room, finding jessie sat on top of the taller girl with her arms pinned beneath her, quite the amusing sight as niamh struggled and squirmed.

"i wrestled for fun in college." jessie beamed to your questioning look as you laughed. "of course you did flem." you patted her head and dove onto the bed, niamh finally shoving her off as the two of them continued to smack each other around.

leaving them to it you grabbed your book out and settled on the bed getting comfortable, though before you could even turn a page there was knocking at the door.

"oh i'll get it shall i? no worries." you rolled your eyes as neither of the other girls made a move, too busy now laid down and arm wrestling on the floor as you stepped over them again and hurried for the door as the knocks continued.

"im coming im coming!" you huffed flinging it open, barely able to step aside before a horde of bodies piled inside. "oh do come on in!" you rolled your eyes as they made themselves comfortable.

"you brought it right jessica?" zećira asked impatiently as the canadian jumped off the floor with a nod, rummaging through her bag and unpacking her switch, making a move to connect it up to the tv.

"oh come on! we're in morroco and you're gonna spend the night playing fifa?" you sighed in disbelief as the game loaded and jessie tossed niamh and guro a controller each.

"what else are we supposed to do? we've got curfew remember, no leaving the hotel after eight." guro shrugged moving over so jessie could slot in between her and maren.

"its only six!" you laughed, only receiving dismissive waves and shushes as you sent a pleading look to your girlfriend who was busy selecting her team. "fine!" niamh groaned as she was unable to avoid your gaze any longer, handing the controller to sophie and wriggling off the bed.

"come on then." niahh took your hand and allowed you to drag her out of the crowded room. "i love you." you grinned happily, kissing her cheek a few times as she rolled her eyes as if bothered, cracking a smile and moving to properly kiss you before the doors opened.

"so miss tour guide where we goin then?" niamh chuckled as the two of you strolled out of the hotel, pausing for a moment to look around as you pulled your phone. "theres a beach over there!" you pointed in a random direction.

"or maybe there?" you frowned as you turned your phone making niamh chuckle. "i'll do the navigating then. you just look pretty!" niamh cooed taking your phone and kissing your cheek.

"well that comes easy for me." you shrugged cockily, swinging your intertwined hands as niamh guided the two of you away from the hotel. "oh ice cream!" you perked up, niamh nearly dropping your phone as you yanked her into the small shop.

"see! easy." niamh grinned happily as the two of you arrived to the beach, taking a seat on the sea wall overlooking the ocean side by side. "you nearly done babe?" niamh sighed, head falling to your shoulder with a pleading look upward as her bottom lip jutted out into a pout.

"why?" you laughed, taking another bite of your ice cream. "its gettin more attention than i am." the girl huffed as you gave her a look. "annoyed my lips are touching something else are we?" you teased as your girlfriend groaned, laying down and glaring up at the sky.

"niamh!" you laughed in disbelief, poking the sliver of skin which poked out where her shirt had rode up. "what?" the brunette pouted as you took another bite of your ice cream.

"are you jealous of an ice cream?" you challenged with a smile. "me jealous? yes." she laughed then looked at you dead serious making you shake your head. "you're ridiculous charles." you tutted, gently tapping her nose with your ice cream and a grin.

"baby!" niamh gasped as you did it again, leaving a trail of ice cream against her lips, ducking down and pressing your own against them as her breath hitched in surprise.

but the moment was ruined as something sticky landed in niamhs hair, your girlfriend gently pushing at your chest as she sat up. your hand flew to cover your mouth with a guilty smile, a now empty cone in your hand as the last small mound of ice cream sat melting into your girlfriends hair.

"i mean love you did say you wanted to wash your hair tonight right?"

#woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso blurbs #woso x reader #niamh charles #niamh charles x reader #woso community #engwnt

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callsign-rogueone · 3 months

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not joking - r.g.

Ridoc Gamlyn x rider!reader There aren’t many things that Ridoc is serious about, but your safety is one of them. [requested by anon] wc: 519 (sorry it’s short, I’ll definitely write more for Ri in the future!) 🏷: IRON FLAME SPOILERS, slight violence and injury, Cat (and her gryphon) being a bitch. no pronouns are used for the reader!

The first two hours of the “team-building” hike that the Lieutenant Colonel had been so enthusiastic about have done nothing to soften the relationship between the riders and fliers, and you’re doubtful that the next ten will do it, either. Exhaustion is starting to set in, shortening everyone’s patience, and the freezing temperature isn’t exactly helping.

Having Cat and her gryphon directly behind you is wearing on your nerves. The creature is equally nasty as its human, and has made its distaste for you known all morning, snapping its beak whenever you turned to check on the rest of the squad behind you. It’s already lunged at you once, and it likely will again.

You slow toward the top of an ascent, filling your lungs. You can see flat land ahead, which according to the map each squad has been given, means you’re nearly a quarter of the way there. But the sense of relief is temporary.

You cry out in pain as claws rake down the back of your calf, and Ridoc whips around from where he stands ten feet in front of you. It’s easy enough for him to piece together what happened from the way you’re clutching your leg and the smug satisfaction on Cat’s face.

He glares up at Cat. “Control your fucking bird," he warns.

Cat doesn’t react, just glares at Ridoc with contempt.

“I’m not joking. Tell him to knock it the fuck off, or we’ll barbecue him for dinner at the top of the mountain. Should be enough for everybody.”

Cat simmers with anger, but Sawyer has already placed himself between you and the flier, who looks at the squad leader expectantly, like a child whose classmate has just pulled their hair and wants the teacher to make them stop. The irony.

“Five minute break, and we continue. Hydrate.” Rhiannon declares in her squad-leader voice, not acknowledging either of them. You know she's on Ridoc's side, she's just too responsible to say so aloud.

Ridoc kneels in front of you, cold hands pulling your foot up to rest on his leg so he can dress the three short wounds.

“I’m fine, Ri. It’s just a graze,” You say quietly, attempting to soothe him. You've haven't seen him like this since the first day of gauntlet training, which feels like it was years ago with how much you've all been through.

He takes a long strip of cloth from his pack, wrapping it around your calf tightly. “It’s not about the severity,” he responds, inspecting his work, “it’s that they dared to hurt you at all.”

Cat still looks like she wants to kill you, but she remains silent. If she can shut up and keep her gryphon out of trouble for the next ten hours, everyone will make it up to the summit alive.

“Are they tied to one another in the same way you and Lieutenant Riorson are?” Maren, the kind flier, asks quietly.

“No,” Violet answers, still watching the pair of you. You’re smiling again, laughing at another of his jokes. “Their dragons aren’t bonded. That’s just love.”

#ridoc gamlyn #fourth wing #iron flame #ridoc gamlyn x reader #reader insert #imagine #mine #fourth wing fanfic

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candymay · 1 year

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Talking Shame in Bones And All

My problem with Bones And All is ultimately how it’s been promoted to the public: a lust-filled love story about two cannibals in the American landscape. Then, some are left disappointed from expecting a gritty, consuming kind of romance slash horror. Or perhaps it’s the sweet remnants of Luca’s success of depicting love and passion through Call Me By Your Name (and other films from the desire trilogy) that wasn’t quite the same in this one. But to me, it’s just simply not what Bones And All wants to talk about.

[SPOILERS AHEAD]

It almost feels like an antithesis of Luca’s previous romance film. If Elio and Oliver’s relationship grows naturally in a safe environment of acceptance and intelligence, a literal family home in beautiful Crema where nothing happens, Maren and Lee’s relationship builds from their shared nature that seems to stick with them, carrying the family curse of being the ‘others’ in the world without a home but stolen cars, driving fast but going nowhere in particular. If CMBYN is a slow-flowing Italian river, BA is a muddy American pit. Oliver’s snug swimming trunks, versus Maren’s heavy hard-structured oversized jacket.

So I guess it won’t be fair for me to compare them as they are completely different in nature. One is about acceptance, the other is about shame. What stuck with me the most, however, is BA’s concept of love as a partnership. I remember Sully’s words, “You don’t need to be alone. You can bond with me as long as you like,” and Maren’s question to Lee, “Why did you offer to bring me along?” to which he simply answers with, “You seem nice”. Perhaps it seems bleak that these ‘eaters’ are bonding with each other even with the lack of ‘love’ just in order to survive, but hasn’t it been like that for most of us too, our parents and the generations above us, for years and years?

I thought it was an interesting take on the reality of building a family, a discussion about our current period of time where our generation is waking up to break generational trauma cycles, which is painful, confusing, and alienating.

I’m very intrigued with Maren and Lee’s characters as the symbol of hope and sacrifice in the name of love. Maren is on the road to find her mother, but really to understand herself. However she seems aimless most of the time, her intention and actions aren’t clear like Lee’s. Just like our generation, she’s angry and confused. She knows she doesn’t want to be like her mother. She just doesn’t know how.

On the other side, Lee survives for his remaining family who still believes in him; his sister and Maren. He goes out of town, eats people, goes back to his sister, and goes out of town again when hunger strikes. His questions have always been, “Do I seem nice?”, “Do you think I’m a bad person?” (and again for the last time, “Am I bad?”). My favorite scene of him was when he dances to a KISS song, struts to the mirror, and catches the remaining blood on his neck then goes completely shut, murmurs to Maren that he’s going to take a shower. It’s simple, but it tells a lot about his guilt and shame. Hope is a powerful thing that brings hope to others. In this case, Maren seems to be Lee’s last hope for salvation. “Maybe love will set you free.” In the end, he sacrifices his body to Maren knowing that his sister has been eaten like he ate his father as if in an act of atonement.

To me, the chemistry isn’t supposed to be romantic in the traditional sense, because it’s no traditional love after all. At first I was a little dismayed by the lack of ‘chemistry’ on screen, I personally think they’re quite detached from each other. But that only sets the tone of realism on how two people who used to be alone for years would be with one another. How the guard is up as a subconscious act of self-preservation, even with their closest ones - even when they try. They don’t talk about their nightmares, but they take turns driving while watching each other sleep. It’s chaste, and the only times the band snaps are when they ravenously ‘eat’ together or when they talk about their traumas from their parents. The love manifests in the form of protection, sharing ‘food’, and literally killing someone to save the one you love. But of course, that’s just my take.

That all being said, I think the difference between Maren and Lee is their views toward the future. That we can stick to what we know and love the way we always know how, or go further and seek another option, as dark as the future might seem.

“We don’t have many options, Maren. Either you eat, you off yourself, or you lock yourself up like her in there.”

Maren’s future is uncertain, but we can hold on to the fact that she knows she can’t stay still and let her monster dictate her own ambition to better her life. We don’t know how, and she doesn’t know how yet. But one thing is for sure, at least we know that it’s a one step forward.

...

I actually really enjoyed this film despite a few “God I wish it was much gorier” (now I know why Luca hates it when people focus on the cannibalism part too much!) I wish I could deep dive more into Lee’s character (his choice of fashion.. and how embarrassed he got by getting called a slur word by his sister from the way he dresses and sheepishly takes off his shirt). All is just my rambly opinion though!!✌️🖤

#BONES AND ALL SPOILER #journal #sorry english is not my first language lol!#Bones And All #Luca Guadagnino #Timothee Chalamet #Taylor Russell #Mark Rylance

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simlish-fears · 13 days

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The Three of Us || Part 1

-ˋˏ Charlee doesn't get it. how can she? she's married to such a loving, successful man that has eyes for no one but her. she got pregnant and decided to get married, but she was already in a relationship with Josh, it was really just a matter of time. It's different for Maren, she's been with Jamari for 5 years and he has never even brought up or hinted at a proposal. obviously Maren is hurt, but does Jamari care? she's tried talking to him about it a few times but he just shuts it down and says 'soon.' does Lucy know something I dont?

I'm seeing Jamari this weekend for our boardwalk date; I'll bring it up again then...

beginning || next

lot by the amazing @miilkymoonsims - I LOVE it!

#simlish-fears #sims 4 #sims 4 story #sims 4 rp #ts4cc #show me your sims #*ttou #sims 4 maxis match #showusyoursims #ts4

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numberonenat · 6 months

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i asked chat gpt to make a playlist based on each one of the brothers of obey me…

here's part 2 and 3: the dateables + luke / the side characters

here's what it gave me:

lucifer:

"sympathy for the devil" by the rolling stones

"smooth operator" by sade

"devil inside" by INXS

"demon" by imagine dragons

"lucifer" by SHINee

"bad guy" by billie eilish

"personal jesus" by depeche mode

"no rest for the wicked" by lykke li

"highway to hell" by AC/DC

"dark horse" by katy perry ft. juicy j

"i put a spell on you" by creedence clearwater revival

"power" by kanye West

"black magic woman" by santana

"boulevard of broken dreams" by green day

"wicked game" by chris isaak

mammon:

"can't stop the feeling!" by justin timberlake

"money" by pink floyd

"material girl" by madonna

"don't stop me now" by queen

"irresistible" by fall out boy ft. demi lovato

"i want it all" by queen

"rich girl" by hall & oates

"break free" by ariana grande

"gold digger" by kanye west

"born to be wild" by steppenwolf

"counting stars" by onerepublic

"uptown funk" by mark ronson ft. bruno mars

"i love it" by icona pop ft. charli XCX

"shut up and dance" by walk the moon

"take a walk" by passion pit

leviathan:

"nerd" by three loco

"all the small things" by blink-182

"the real slim shady" by eminem

"anime" by riton & kah-lo

"superhero" by 5 seconds of summer

"loser" by beck

"gamer" by karliene

"virtual insanity" by jamiroquai

"no tears left to cry" by ariana grande

"in the end" by linkin park

"radioactive" by imagine dragons

"the middle" by zedd, maren morris, grey

"numb" by linkin park

"gangnam style" by psy

"last friday night (T.G.I.F.)" by katy perry

satan:

"bitter sweet symphony" by the verve

"imagine" by john lennon

"bohemian rhapsody" by queen

"hotel california" by eagles

"hallelujah" by leonard cohen

"smooth" by santana ft. rob thomas

"time in a bottle" by jim croce

"wish you were here" by pink floyd

"somewhere only we know" by keane

"black" by pearl jam

"dust in the wind" by kansas

"vincent" by don mclean

"blackbird" by the beatles

"under the bridge" by red hot chili peppers

"sultans of swing" by dire straits

asmodeus:

"vogue" by madonna

"glamorous" by fergie ft. ludacris

"beautiful" by christina aguilera

"i'm too sexy" by right said fred

"fashion" by david bowie

"confident" by demi lovato

"glam" by christina aguilera

"fancy" by iggy azalea ft. charli XCX

"manicure" by lady gaga

"glamourous indie rock & roll" by the killers

"G.U.Y." by lady gaga

"primadonna" by MARINA

"supermodel (you better work)" by rupaul

"gold digger" by kanye west

"diamonds" by rihanna

beelzebub:

"sugar, sugar" by the archies

"banana pancakes" by jack johnson

"all star" by smash mouth

"don't stop believin'" by journey

"i want to hold your hand" by the beatles

"lean on me" by bill withers

"stand by me" by ben e. king

"with a little help from my friends" by the beatles

"three little birds" by bob marley & the wailers

"can't help falling in love" by elvis presley

"i'll be there for you" by the rembrandts

"count on me" by bruno mars

"lean on me" by club nouveau

"i just called to say i love you" by stevie wonder

"better together" by jack johnson

belphegor:

"enter sandman" by metallica

"lose yourself" by eminem

"don't wake me up" by chris brown

"sweet dreams (are made of this)" by eurythmics

"lazy song" by bruno mars

"sleeping in" by the postal service

"dreams" by fleetwood mac

"mad world" by tears for fears

"lucid dreams" by juice WRLD

"wake me up when september ends" by green day

"hotel california" by eagles

"boulevard of broken dreams" by green day

"i don't want to miss a thing" by aerosmith

"talking in your sleep" by the romantics

"no sleep 'til brooklyn" by beastie boys

this was fun lol

except for the repetitive ones, i acctually liked this - even with the ridiculous or that make no sense...

i'll definatelly make a part 2 with the side characters and maybe with characters from another fandom. i'll put the link here when i do it.

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #obey me!#om!#om! nightbringer #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #chatgpt #chat gpt

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humblequestvinyl · 2 years

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HUMBLE QUEST

HUMBLE QUEST, JJ MAYBANK X ROUTLEDGE!READER

APART OF THE HUMBLE QUEST SERIES

SUMMARY: after john b’s disappearance, and the death of her father, y/n routledge is on a humble quest trying to figure out where she went wrong, what she did to deserve this, and most of all, what the meaning behind humble was.

inspired by humble quest by maren morris

cw; the disappearance of john b & sarah, angst, swearing, slight mention of drugs and alcohol, & big john’s death! (let me know if i missed anything !!!)

lowercase is intentional! word count: 993

note: one of my fav tracks off of this album (literally my username) & i hope i did it justice. also she/her pronouns are used for the reader!!

STANDING BY THE SHORELINE, WITH THE WIND BLOWING AGAINST HER FACE,

y/n routledge could see the storm clouds coming in, darkening the entire island around her.

four days, 13 hours and 42 minutes since she last saw her brother, leaving on the boat the two practically lived on for their entire lives. it felt like an eternity since she last saw her older brother, and one of her good friends. she felt empty inside. the entire group were so caught up in getting the gold, they couldn’t see the storm that was brewing behind them.

“peaches we’ve gotta get inside.”the voice of jj maybank broke through the air, cutting the silence in half, but y/n didn’t budge, “c’mon, i’ll make you something to eat.”

it was silent between the two as jj stood next to the h/c girl, with bags under her e/c eyes. ones that hadn’t left since the day john b and sarah disappeared.

“he’s still out there.”y/n spoke up as the two started to feel raindrops on their skin, and a low rumble of thunder rang through the humid air, “i know he is and i’m not giving up until i find him and sarah.”

“they’re going to come back.”jj reassured her, before the rain started to get heavy, soaking the two, “c’mon, lets get in.”

jj guided the routledge girl towards the chateau, where they were greeted by silence, something that was unusual for the two. almost everyday for the past two years there has been some type of noise. wether that was the radio playing with some new country song, or kie and jj messing around with each other. it had never been this silent.

after guiding the girl towards the couch, jj walked into the kitchen before seeing the cabinets and fridge were completely empty, “actually, do you wanna stop by the wreck?”

“i’m not hungry.”her dull voice rang from the living room, and jj walked over to her with a concerned look coming across his face. crouching in front of the girl, jj cupped her cheeks, causing her e/c to bore into his blue ones.

“talk to me.”the simple three words spilled out of his mouth, and she could feel the walls she had built up starting to crumble below her, “i’m worried, hell all of us are worried about you.”

it was silence as y/n fought back tears, trying her best to not fall apart right then and there. she wanted to hold back the tears, something she had done since her father left and dcs got involved a few months back. holding up a wall, and biting her tongue was half of the battle.

“i can’t lose him.”she finally spoke up, with a tear slipping down her cheeks, “he’s the only person that i can trust that i have left.”

“i don’t know my purpose without following my older brother.”

stressfully running a hair through her h/c hair, she quickly stood up, and started to walk around the chateau, attempting to stop the tears that kept spilling.

“y/n i get it-”jj started, but was quickly stopped by the girl as she quickly grabbed her keys and cellphone, racing to find a way out of this mess.

“no jj you don't get it!”she snapped, before ripping the door open seeing pouring rain coming down, “nobody fucking gets it!”

and with that, the door slammed shut, before tires squealed out of the driveway, leaving jj maybank standing at the chateau alone.

with the radio shut off, and the only noise joining her was the rain that came down heavily on the roof. she sat alone in her thoughts, finding herself holding her breath, and realizing she didn’t actually know who she was.

as of late, she wasn't proud of herself. it seemed like as soon as her dad’s disappearance, she kept hitting her head on an invisible glass, poisoning herself on the daily with alcohol, and other substances she was too ashamed to tell her brother or the rest of the pogues about. the h/c girl pulled into an empty parking spot, and sat in front of the beach as she tried to figure out the last time she actually had a hold on her life.

she spent the last few months trying to find a line of fulfillment, and trying to not be full of herself, standing up against rafe cameron, speaking up about something that put her safety in jeopardy, and finally waking up, realizing that being polite wasn’t going to get you anywhere in life.

the youngest routledge felt like she was on a humble quest, trying not to hold her breath, entirely unsure if she would ever be able to find one.

y/n was a hell of a hassle, and she knew that, but didn’t understand any of it until now. it was like all the puzzle pieces were connecting, and everything started to make sense to her. her mind wandered, wondering if she had done her best the past few months, struggling with not only the loss of their mother still, but now the loss of their father.

“i’m on a humble quest.”y/n whispered to herself, realizing what everything meant.

“and damn i gotta do my best.”

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thatseventiesbitch · 10 months

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🎶 My Eric & Donna Playlist 🎶

1. Just the Way You Are - Billy Joel

2. Remember When - Alan Jackson

3. Teenage Daughters - Martina McBride

4. Past Lives - Kesha

5. Shut Up And Dance - WALK THE MOON

6. The Bones - Maren Morris

7. Perfect - Ed Sheeran

8. Still The One - Orleans

9. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

10. Mary’s Song - Taylor Swift

11. Stuck Like Glue - Sugarland

12. Home - Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros

#I'm so excited to start posting this project!#Fun E/D edits 😊#My Eric and Donna Playlist #That 70s Show #That '70s Show #That 90s Show #That '90s Show #Eric and Donna #Eric x Donna #otp: mom and dad #Eric Forman #Donna Pinciotti #Donna Forman

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sora-has-no-vore-on-this-blog · 11 months

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hnng... agent 24...

"Hachi! What the shell were you thinking!?"

"Look, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Maren held Hachi up by the collar of her shirt. The octoling girl had recently run straight into danger to protect the unaware captain, scaring them out of their wits. "Hachi, you are 19 years old now," they hissed at her. "You're getting too old for this sort of recklessness, and besides, you know I can handle myself!"

"You had your back turned, Maren! I couldn't just stand there and let you get hurt!"

"You know, when you two bicker like that, it kinda makes you sound like an old married-"

"SH-SHUT UP, Callie..." Maren interrupted, their face flushed in a warm orange with embarrassment. Marie simply giggled at that, and they turned their face away not wanting to see it. They needed to find some way to shelter Hachi and restrain their reckless behavior. But how?

Suddenly, their stomach growled, and an idea popped into their head. Not exactly the most orthodox idea, but an idea nonetheless. "Callie, Marie, can you please leave the room for a moment?" they asked. "Hachi and I have some... Private matters to discuss."

Callie tilted her head at that. Marie simply grabbed her wrist and led her out, not wanting to intrude on whatever the captain and 8 were doing. And with that, the two were left alone.

Maren set Hachi down on a mattress, giving her more room to breathe. Shortly after, they sat down themself and let out a sigh. "Look, Hachi... I'm sorry for blowing up in your face like that," they said. "It's just... You know, I like you, a lot. And I can't stand the thought of you getting hurt, especially because I was stupid."

"Well, feeling's mutual, Maren!" Hachi worriedly blurted. "If I didn't act, you were almost certainly gonna get hurt!" She didn't quite see Maren's expression at that moment, since they quickly turned away. However, it looked like they were contemplating something, one hand on their chin and another hovering above their torso.

"...hey, Hachi," they asked, "do you think that you could let me..." Unable to form any more words, they opened their mouth wide and pointed into it. She didn't know exactly what that meant, so she just tilted her head in confusion.

"...Ah, go figure, one of the most innocent Octolings I know..." the captain muttered, though they didn't finish that sentence. "Well, I'd like you to shift into your octopus form, please."

"But why?"

"Now, please."

"I just-"

"Captain's orders."

Unable to argue, she simply laid down and shifted into octopus form. Maren was harsh on the outside, but she knew that under that cold, stoic exterior was a truly caring captain. They lifted her, up to their face. "If it's scary, just close your eyes," they said. "This will only take a moment."

They opened their mouth wide, and, somewhat frightened, Hachi shut her eyes. The next couple moments were a bit of a blur. She felt wetness for a bit, then heard a loud gulp. A tight space squeezed her, and she felt some pressure from outside too. And then finally, she was released, and she heard a squish noise as she landed.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now," the captain's voice called, reverberating as if it were all around her. So she opened her eyes, to see rippling walls with a soft orange glow, and to find out that she was sitting in a small pool of orange ink. The same exact orange of the captain's ink.

"Wait, is this...?" she thought. She'd read books on cephalopod biology. "Oh, don't tell me..."

"Hey, sorry for just... eating you like that," they muttered, confirming her suspicions. "Really, all I wanted was to protect you..." Hachi thought about that. Maren wouldn't willingly digest her, and even if they digested her by accident, she was connected to a nearby spawn point, so she'd be easily revived.

Hachi decided she'd be willing to go along with this.. "I'm okay with staying here," she said, "but warn me properly next time, okay?" The captain's stomach let out a few satisfied gurgles while the walls gave her a gentle squeeze. Like a hug that surrounded her completely.

"Well, I would have freaked you out if I did," they muttered, "and besides, I was embarrassed about saying it out loud." Hachi giggled. That was really cute. In both senses of the phrase, Maren was quite soft on the inside. So gentle... She felt a little sleepy, so she cuddled into the walls and settled down.

Maren rubbed their stomach gently. Something about Hachi's acceptance of the situation made them feel... Warm inside. The fact that she trusted them with every part of herself... They couldn't help but feel a bit fluffy. It had been a long day, so they decided to settle down and rest...

#💮sora/satou's bullshit #💮vore stuff #💮sora/satou writes a fic #safe vore #soft vore #sfw vore #splatvore

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imnotoverlyobsessive · 1 year

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Saw Bones & All (up to a certain point). I have many thoughts. Spoilers below the cut.

• the way they listened to the tape throughout so much of the movie.

• Maren’s birthday is one day (and twenty-five years) before mine that’s right bitch Tauruses are the shit

• how Maren shared it with Lee, this part of her past that fucked her up

• her mom waiting until she had finished reading the letter so she wouldn’t get eaten without understanding why.

• their first kiss!!!! The way they’re both so unsure, so hesitant and wanting to make absolutely certain that this is what the other person wants

• also he basically said he’d follow her anywhere, that’s cute as fuck

• his tendency to just like attack her whenever he kisses her

• the dancing scene, what a dork, I love him

• when he walks out with his shirt off, wtf Tim you can’t be doin that

• her leaving and his utter devastation!!!!! Totally heartbroken, loved it

• Lee is a whore and so are his knees

• Sully is a creepy mf. He was LAYING on her BOOBS those DO NOT BELONG TO YOU SIR WHY ARE YOU SUCH A PEDO G R O S S

• being domestic, he couldn’t even resist making out with her while he was on the phone with his sister

• the causal intimacy of her being in her panties while he makes breakfast!!!!!

• Lee survived, he’s fine, I refuse to accept anything else and if you disagree you’re wrong, don’t talk to me, we can’t be friends, I didn’t even watch his supposed death, there’s no way a stab wound like that would be fatal and yet not prevent him from dragging a dude into a bathtub and murdering him, I’m sorry, there’s no fuckin way, he’s absolutely fine and any sane person would’ve told him to shut up if he said he wanted to not get medical attention. If—if!—he said that, Maren immediately said, “what? No. Shut the fuck up, we’re going to a doctor and that’s that” because that’s what you do when you love someone. “Dying wish” my fat ass. He’s fine.

• that’s it end of story

• I need all of the fanfiction about these two and I need it now

• they definitely get married and have babies and live happily ever after isn’t it romantic

#bones and all #bones & all #timothée chalamet #Taylor Russell #Timothee chalamet #shut up Maggie

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pinky-in-blankets · 3 months

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"Oh dear.. it's almost February and I still haven't the faintest idea of what to gift my little scaredy cat.."

"It's rather irritating.. what do you even get a Popstar? She receives gifts from her subjects all the time.. So something usual is out of the question. None of my subordinates have any decent gift ideas for a Conjunx Endura, so I'm placed in an annoyingly compromising position."

"Ha! That sounds more like a You problem. I know exactly what I'm gonna end up doing for Cottontail. She'll never see it coming~☆"

"Really..? Because I just overheard you speaking with The Maren about how you have no clue what to do for such a 'Mushy Holiday'. Or was that just my imagination..?"

"Might wanna take abreak from stewing in darkness. All that negativity must've gotten to your brain, big guy. You're totally crazy if you think i had no idea what im doing."

"Funny, Because is that not exactly what you said to me five minutes ago?"

" Shut It Reala-"

#{ a peak inside the castle; f/o status }#{ dash commentary }#{ the storybook's pages; interactions }#{ castle guards; platonic f/o }#{ heart harem; f/o }#ic #{ tricky troublemaker; jax }#{ stoic guardian; lance }#{ decepticon king; megatron }#{ pumkin king; jack skellinton }#{ nightmare hunter; reala }#f/os #f/o community

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bu11seye · 24 days

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@anthrcpophagi .

it had been miles and jessie still couldn't muster up things to say to replace her anger and outrage over maren eating someone . the betrayal still runs deep , but her love for her wife is still louder . buzzing in her ear and making her face hot and achey at even the thought of maren leaving her behind . at least she's doing better now than when she left without emily . at least she's not forcing herself to throw up or slamming herself to the ground at even the thought of messing things up with maren . the blood isn't on her hands now , it's on theirs . so even with jessie's good track record , it's like it doesn't matter .

they stop at a gas station, and jessie picks up her first pack of cigarettes since she was sixteen and a bottle of cherry coke . she gnaws at the crackers she found laying around in her bag from who knows when before she finally rests her head on the window and lets herself be lulled to sleep by the sound of the tires against the pavement . jessie wakes up again to the sound of the car door slamming shut , and jessie worries that maren is going to leave her again.

they're at a motel and everything's dark and dingy compared to their house . she misses her bed . jessie slumps behind maren, hugging herself as she lets maren do the talking at the front desk . the woman looks displeased , whether it was from the two girls themselves or the fact it was about midnight by the time they got there .

the desk clerk gives jessie the keys, and jessie mumbled something about wanting to take a bath and go to bed .

the room is ugly . not like their house . jessie keeps noting how different everything is from their house . their house they worked so hard on. jessie's hanging onto maren's word about going back so badly that she's deluding herself just as much as maren was , even though jessie knows that she can't go back. her heart and brain are screaming at each other and jessie doesn't know what to do.

so she kisses maren. hard , hands at her waist as she doesn't even get a moment to think about what it would entail . jessie just kisses her roughly , angrily , like she's saying something within those kisses . she's always been a fighter , whether that was with her fists or her words , she fought just as hard as her brother did. but she couldn't use those with maren, so she's fighting using her lips instead . using her strength to push whatever was on the desk off to practically throw maren onto it, inserting herself between the woman's legs and using a palm to keep her legs spread . she is so angry that she can't even tell what she's doing with her hands anymore, just that she wants maren all the same, pulling away to kiss her neck with a small sob.

#she's going thru it #CARRYING ON FROM THE OTHER THREAD #anthrcpophagi #♡゙ : in character 𓈒 ୨୧ ⌇﹒— ( threads ) .

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wellthebardsdead · 10 months

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The loved & the forgotten pt13

Part 12 here

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Vivienne: *seated in the shamans house with the rest of the group as they fuss over him and his injuries* it’s not that bad Taliesin-

Taliesin: There is a HOLE! IN YOUR STOMACH!

Vivienne: there was one in my chest when I fell asleep and now it’s g-hHhone- ow that hurts! *whimpers as Taliesin cleans it so Storn can sew him back up*

Taliesin: Oh gods can you please just stop getting hurt for one day Vivi, you’re going to turn my hair grey!

Vivienne: I think you’d look quite nice with white ha-

Taliesin: Don’t. Even joke about that.

Vivienne: *giggles softly and hisses as Storn starts sewing up his wounds* is… everyone else okay?… I sort of… lost my mind when mora stabbed me I… don’t really remember anything.

Storn: oh yes, everyone’s fine thanks to you my friend. My daughters headed to raven rock to inform them of your victory. I imagine they’re all a bit rattled from those shockwaves you sent out fighting old herma mora. I swear we could feel the earth itself shake in your presence, I’ve never known one of a person who could hold such power.

Vivienne: it’s… not my power… it… was his…

Storn: his? Herma mora?

Vivienne: no… it belonged to Vivec but… even then it wasn’t rightfully his I… I saw him.

Kaidan: *looks up from his food* you… you saw Vivec? In apocryha?

Vivienne: *shakes his head* no I… saw through his eyes, his, memories… he was raised by a blind netchiman. I was raised by a blind fisherman. We both got abandoned as teenagers in some way or another… we both had to sell our bodies for money… but he… got saved by a very handsome mer, he had gold skin, white hair, he said his name was Neht…

Lucien: *suddenly chokes on his wine*

Inigo: *pats his back* you are meant to swallow not breathe it my friend.

Taliesin: *looks to them then back at vivi* what else did you see dear?…

Vivienne: I think he was in love with neht at some point they… they made love but… then I saw him… he… killed him. Vivec he… cut off his face I think?… but then I woke up and I was a baby.

Kaidan: oh aye, I’ve had one of those dreams before. Nothin more weird than seeing your grown self wearing a diaper being-

Taliesin: *glares at him*

Kaidan: oop… I’ll shut up now. *clears his throat* g-go on love.

Vivienne: I’d… just been born… vivec was holding me he… didn’t look well. He looked sick, and tired… so tired… he cut my cord with a knife and put me in a basket on his guar… I watched him collapse and bleed out in the Ashland’s before I woke up in apocrypha… im… sorry I brought miraak back with me… I couldn’t bring myself to kill him.

Taliesin: don’t apologise my love… if you trust he’ll behave himself then we trust you.

Kaidan: aye… but he’s still sleeping outside tonight for the shite he’s out you through.

*meanwhile outside*

Miraak: *seated under one of his dragons shivering* I deserve this.

*Meanwhile in Raven Rock*

Nerevar: *helping the councillor try to calm the towns people as they run about frantically trying to secure their homes and possessions terrified the mountain is going to erupt again thinking the shockwaves came from it* Please people calm yourselves, the mountain is not going to erupt-

Drovas Relvi: It’s because he brought that sharmat here with him! We’re all going to die he’s going to make the mountain erupt again!

Lleril Morvayn: Drovas! Hold your tongue and calm yourself! Lord Dagoth is not responsible for this-

Bralsa Drel: I-it’s not fair! The mines only just opened back up and now I’m going to lose everything again!

Voryn: Nobody is losing anything I assure you we will find the cause of all of thi-

Meden Maren: I-im not listening to the l-likes if you! Y-you’re the reason it blew in the first place-

Adril Arano: ENOUGH!

*silence*

Adril Arano: If I hear another insult towards lord dagoth or disrespect towards the Hortator the mouths responsible will find themselves eating rotten ash yams in a jail cell for the rest of their lives! We do not know what caused this! But we do know it was not the mountain! You are all safe. So please. Just be calm and allow us to handle this.

Frea: *suddenly emerges from the crowd holding a letter from her father and the chief* Greetings of the all father upon you. I am Frea of the Skaal, and I know of what caused these disturbances, but it is not a threat to any of you.

Nerevar: *steps forward and bows his head to her* greetings Frea, you know of what caused these tremors in the earth?

Frea: yes. It was the dragonborn. In his quest to defeat miraak he asked for our help, but we were all tricked by herma mora. The demon tried to kill my father but the dragonborn leapt in the way. His wounds would have killed any ordinary man, but all it did was awaken an inhuman rage within himself and he tore the beast to pieces, quite literally. *suddenly pulls a cloth from her pocket and unwraps it revealing half of one of Hermaeus moras eyes making everyone recoil in disgust*

Nerevar: *looks at it then at the letter as she hands it to him* the dragonborn?…

Frea: Yes. This letter is signed by our chief and my father as witnesses to his battle. He returned at sunrise with miraak as his prisoner, the threat looming over solstheim is now at rest.

Nerevar: *opens the letter and reads it before looking back at Voryn who nods to him* … *looks back at frea* what… is this dragonborns name? If you don’t mind me asking?

Frea: He calls himself Vivienne. But I heard old Herma Mora call him Vivec.

Everyone: *silence* …

Nerevar: *clears his throat and nods* I. Yes… thank you my friend for delivering us this message, um, councillor can you arrange some compensation for her travels?

Lleril Morvayn: I- oh yes of course. *gestures to Frea to follow him and leads her off to the councillors office*

Adril Arano: Well then. If that’s settled. Everyone please return to your dwellings. Everything is alright.

Voryn: *sighs watching the crowd disburse before pulling on his helm once more*

Sen Dres: *walks past him slowly* Tsk Tsk. All this time and all you’ll ever be remembered for is all the death you caused. *waves his hand to him as he walks off towards the temple* oh well.

Voryn: I was hypnotised by the heart of a dead god. You walk as a proud slaver and son to a traitor.

Sen Dres: … *stops in his tracks gritting his teeth, knowing he can’t say what he wants to with nerevar so close by*

Voryn: At least I may take solace in the fact I can rest my head at night and be forgiven still. I was given another chance by the good daedra to redeem myself. How you can sleep at all knowing how many people despise you though… I’ll never know… *glares at him with all 3 eyes glowing red in the fading light of the sunset as dusk finally falls*

Sen Dres: *huffs and storms off to the temple*

Nerevar: *watches him leave before looking up at voryn* we need to make sure we get to him before he does…

Voryn: chances are he’ll be arriving here in a few days, or even tomorrow for all we know… we need to keep our guard up…

Nerevar: …do you… know why he’s been attending the temple so much?…

Voryn: something wretched is afoot…

*meanwhile*

Sen Dres: *storms into the temple* Galdrus! *hurries over to the priest* You were right! He is vivec after all!

Galdrus Hlervu: You see~ my sources are never wrong my lord~

Sen Dres: *sighs* I always knew there was something… Godly about him but I could never put my finger in it…

Galdrus Hlervu: yes, quite. But I have something you’ll be greatly interested in~ I had to steal this from Elder Othreloths study after he locked it away in there. But I’m sure it’ll be of more use to you, especially when it comes to, wooing our ‘god’ to lend us his powers~ *opens a box revealing the ash mask of vivec*

Sen Dres: *has no intention of helping the priest get Vivi or his powers, wanting instead to keep him all to himself and just using Galdrus, unaware he’s being used just as much* gods- *gasps softly and carefully picks it up* oh, it’s him, it’s my vivi…

#vivienne dragonborn #dunmer dragonborn #vivec #voryn dagoth #nerevar #Skyrim

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