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itspileofgoodthings · 3 months
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Good afternoon, today I am thinking about the end of the Feast of the Seven Fishes when Tony is talking to Katie about why he can’t get back together with her and/or just fall into bed with her and he says “I love you too much not to love you enough.” Thanks for listening.
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jointherebellion215 · 19 days
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His Kiss, The Riot
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Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x female!reader
Summary: When you and your secret lover make plain to Feyd-Rautha your wishes for a life together, despite the proposed arranged marriage, he surprisingly acquiesces. But he can't let you go so easily, can he? Loosely based on the song from Hadestown.
Word Count: 1.6k
TW: manipulation, Dark!Feyd-Rautha, arranged marriage, NONCON elements, gore, violence, she/her pronouns, female!reader, tragedy, star-crossed lovers, songfic, not quite a happy ending (oops), dark dark dark interpretations of Hadestown and the story of Orpheus and Eurydice.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who read If It's True and liked, reblogged, or commented. I appreciate every single one of you. As always, I would love some feedback, likes, comments, and reblogs if you can :)
This is Part Two to my Feydestown trilogy (I'm so sorry for the pun). You can read Part One here.
AO3
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dune properties, characters, or storylines-- nor do I own anything related to Hadestown. The images used in this are not my own, and any similarities to stories or events other than what are directly referenced are strictly coincidence.
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The devil takes this Orpheus
And his belladonna kiss
“So you wanna get married? Take away the woman I just offered my hand to, to whom I all but have legal claim?”
Your beloved’s replied words of affirmation to his words hold the slightest tremor, but like a dog to fresh meat, Feyd-Rautha sniffs this out immediately. Another smile graces his face. Feyd speaks to the crowd now, “Yes, I was promised the Lady’s hand in marriage. But! I am a benevolent figure, so I guess I’ll let the lovebirds go.”
The crowd starts to give polite applause, while your knees grow weak at the news. You can go? Has love really prevailed on this day?
“However,” and with that, your heart drops “I have some conditions for these… nuptials.”
You could sense the air growing thick with tension as the reality of the na-Baron’s ruling twists out of your favor.
“Conditions?” You whispered.
“Of course, my darling! I can’t make this too easy on you, now can I?” Feyd paces back and forth on the steps from which he speaks, making your eyes dart back and forth with each step he takes. Vigilance overtakes your body in case of any rash decisions.
“You two can leave the city, but it won’t be hand in hand. This pair will have to walk in single file, with the boy in the front and my darling Lady at least thirty paces behind. No ships, no speeders, no running. Walking.”
The energy of the room starts to grow more electric as the points of this term seem to set in.
“The Lady cannot speak out or make any indication of her following behind. You’ll be faced forward the whole journey. Once you reach the edge of the city and passed the threshold, you can be together for eternity.”
Your breath hitched. Seems easy enough, right?
“But, if the boy so much as turns his head to check and see if the Lady is following, the deal is off. She’ll return to me, and we will be married.”
Nothing makes a man so bold
As a woman’s smile and a hand to hold
“Is this a trick?” Your beloved asks plainly.
Feyd tilts his head, pacing down the steps to ground level. “Now, what makes you say that? I’m being generous. I’ve set my terms.” He is now nose-to-nose with the man attached to you. 
“Now meet them or face the consequences.”
The hand holding yours is now pooled with sweat. You quickly and subtly jerk the arm of your beloved when he starts to protest, not recognizing a gift when he sees one. You bow, the picture of poise and grace that you were raised to be. There is still time to leave with all of your limbs intact, you could not afford to slip up now.
“We offer our most sincere gratitude, my Lord na-Baron. Thank you for this most auspicious opportunity. We will not squander it.” 
Your beloved gives a clumsy bow to match yours. Feyd’s manic smile grows as he clasps his hands together. The sound echoes through the hall.
“So it shall begin!” 
But all alone his blood runs thin
And doubt—doubt comes in
The pair of you hold hands, side-by-side, at the entrance of the palace gates. A crowd has followed you to the edge, with onlookers from the outside spectating the unexpected appearance of a noble. Occurrences like this did not happen often, if ever.
“You heard the terms. The Lady must walk thirty steps behind. She must not speak to you.” Your hands reluctantly separate, following the orders you were given. You can feel your heart pounding with each step that you take away from each other.
“Some of my guard will accompany you, to ensure that you comply to the letter.” Four Harkonnen warriors step forward and encase you in a square formation, leaving the love of your life alone and vulnerable. He looks back towards you, fear and doubt creeping into his eyes. You nodded at him, believing that you could succeed in your task. That you would prevail.
“You may begin.” Feyd voices, and with that—you start your journey. Step by step, you walk further through the foliage that immediately surrounds the castle gates and into the city square.
Once you and your beloved reach the horizon, Feyd turns to walk past the crowd and back into the corridor.
Your father, the Duke, bows quickly and offers his gratitude, but is ignored as the younger Harkonnen goes to gather his blade and shield. With a yell, he summons his guards to formation. As Feyd checks the integrity of his weapon, one of the Baron’s advisors tentatively steps towards him.
“My Lord, perhaps you should consider letting them go—” In the blink of an eye, the man is silenced with a swift slash to the throat. Blood spills through the advisor’s hands as he struggles to put pressure on the opening. His body flops to the floor and Feyd carelessly steps over the writhing body to march forward.
“Let’s go fetch my bride.”
Dangerous this jack of hearts
It had been almost an hour of walking by this point. There had been almost a dozen times where you wanted to give any audible indication to your lover that you were here. A whisper, a whistle, a stomp of your foot. Anything. But now you could see the edge of the city, you could almost taste it. 
A life with your love was within reach. 
The guards accompanying you shifted inward, almost boxing you in. You were hopeful, but nerves were creeping in.
This was going well. Too well.
The grand arch signifying the edge of the city was above your lover now. The field that you used to meet at in secret lay just beyond it. You’re almost there. Just twenty more steps and you could be together, forever. 
He steps over the threshold, you see his shoulders lift and fall in an exhale. Then, the man you had fallen in love with— who you wholly believe in— slowly turns his head to lock eyes with you. A pale figure steps out from behind a pillar accompanying the arch.
The growing smile on your face immediately falls. You call out his name.
Oh no. 
The na-Baron tsked and shook his head, as if scolding a child. Harkonnen troops flanked the area, giving Feyd-Rautha enough berth to have his fun. The three of you were surrounded, but only one really had the advantage.
“You were so close!”
Your beloved held out a hand, “Wait, wait! I made it over!” He started to back away in fear, unarmed and exhausted from the long walk. Colorful, ripe foliage brushed his legs as he back into your field.
“Ah, but she didn’t. So, face the consequences.”
Then his blade pierced the man you love. 
Your ears started to ring, throat working itself raw as you wailed. Tears blurred your vision, you could hear the gurgles of the blood leaving your fiancé’s mouth and the slosh of his newly disemboweled entrails hitting the lush field before you.
With his kiss, the riot starts
His body made a sick thud on the floor, and your body jumped along with it. 
You ran towards your dead lover, cradling his face and sobbing for the soul that was just ripped away from you. He didn’t deserve such a violent end. His only crime was loving you and being loved in return.
A chuckle sounded from above you, and you turned your tear-stained face to the brutal Harkonnen. He was covered in the blood of your lover, his spoils of war staining his pale skin. Black teeth on full display, his shoulders gave a slight shake as he expressed his humor. His laughter sparked a rage in you like you’d never seen before. It didn’t matter what bonds you may or may not have formed over the conversations you had the last week. He’s a monster. He needs to pay for what he’s done. 
Red flooded your vision.
With a roar, you lunged for the man. His laugh grew more manic as you smacked, punched, kicked, and hit every visible part of him that you could identify. In your grief, every ounce of training that you received flew out the window. He took every blow with a smile, as if he enjoyed the punishment you were attempting to bestow on him.
“There we go, my darling. Show me your pain. Your rage!”
Your mind started to clear with the more hits you landed. With a quick swipe, you had the weapon that killed your beloved against the naBaron’s neck. The Harkonnen soldiers immediately stepped forward, but Feyd stopped them with a wave of his arm.
“Ah ah ah! Leave her be.” His grin almost split his face in half, specks of dried blood making a painting of his face. 
“Do it. Go ahead, come on.”
He pressed his neck forward, purposefully putting pressure on his own blade. Fresh blood started to trickle down his neck, adding to the gallons already spread all over his uniform. 
The shock of his willingness to put his life on the line made you hesitate, which made him cackle in your face. Your anger made you draw the blade back and slice it across his chest. A groan left Feyd’s mouth, 
“Good girl.”
An unexpected thunk to the head made your vision start to spin. Feyd’s arms braced around you, slowly lowering you to your knees and down to a lying position. He cradled your head as if you were a precious commodity, when he leaned forward and captured your limp lips with his. 
As black started swallowing your vision, you heard him say,
“Don’t worry, my darling bride. It’ll all be alright. You won’t feel a thing.”
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lxkeee · 1 month
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I absolutely love your writing!! And don't get me wrong, I love Lucifer, but they way you write Azreal and the Eveningstar family lives in my head 24/7. The AU where reader ends up with Azrael is my absolute fav to come back to, along with the main series it stemmed from. I'd love to see more content of him in general. I've been driving myself crazy imaging a part 2 to the AU with Lucifer wanting to reconnect with reader and having this family unit with them, only to realize that he lost them completely when he fell and that they've moved one and found happiness without him. Very hurt/no comfort for Luci while reader finally experiences a returned unconditional love with Azrael.
TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN
—ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE
Pairing: Azrael Eveningstar x Seraphim Angel! Reader
Genre: angst
Warnings: hurt and no comfort for our short king
Notes: an alternate universe where [y/n]'s family is complete, Xavier doesn't have any daddy issues nor has any hatred for Charlie as he doesn't give any crap about her and Lucifer (well, he did at some point but forgave them), where it was simply the wrong person and wrong time. Where it was Azrael who is endgame. This isn't canon to the fanfic storyline, simply an au.
Additional notes: I LOVE IT WHEN READERS WANT MORE AZRAEL CONTENT OMG
CH. 1 | CH. 4 | NAVIGATION
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They finally have done it. Hazbin Hotel is finally booming in business, many sinners are finally checking in and giving redemption a try.
Though, Lucifer cannot help but be nervous. Heaven or specifically, the Seven Virtues requested a meeting with him and his daughter and along with Vaggie, they wanted to talk about the hotel and also about his punishment.
Why wouldn't he be nervous? The last time he was in a meeting with them, they absolutely crushed his hopes and dreams and to add to the fact that his first wife, now ex-wife is part of the organization.
Lucifer doesn't know how to handle it, he's afraid of how he'll act once he sees her and the fact that Charlie told him about his son that he left her with. Absolute guilt.
He misses her, he misses [y/n] so much and he regrets how he treated her. He neglected her, abandoned her and their son. Even after all these years, his heart still longed for her.
“Dad? You okay?” Charlie asked worriedly, holding her bag. Currently, they are waiting for the portal to heaven to open for their meeting tomorrow. She noticed that her dad seems to be in deep thought, she knows what's plaguing his mind—meeting his ex-wife again and seeing his son for the first time. She too is nervous about what will happen when that moment comes.
“The portal seems to be taking a long time to open.” Angel Dust snickered and Vaggie elbowed him on the side, somehow both Alastor, Niffty, and Angel Dust wanted to join them. Leaving the hotel underneath [f/n]'s care, another overlord who joined the hotel.
“You're really complaining when you're not even invited,” Vaggie muttered before turning to look at Alastor, “I am even surprised that even you also decided to join us, how come?” Vaggie deadpans at Alastor and the taller demon just laugh, radio static filling the air, “Myyy~! I am merely curious what the heavenly realms looked like. Nothing more~” He grins, quite mischievously. Vaggie narrowed her eyes at the radio demon.
Lucifer sighs and shakes his head and gives Charlie a small reassuring smile, “I'll be fine, I'm just a little... Nervous.” he admits softly and Charlie nodded in understanding, placing a hand over her father's shoulder. She understands him, she too is nervous in seeing her half brother. Last time she saw him, he was giving her judgmental looks.
“I'm sure we'll be fine... Maybe this will be your chance to reconnect with them?” Charlie suggested, hopeful that somehow the two families can find a neutral area to get along with each other. After all, she always wanted an older sibling or siblings in general. She hopes that she and Xavier can get along.
Lucifer smiled, he too is hoping that this meeting will be fruitful and won't go so horribly.
A golden portal opened in front of them and they looked at each other, nodding as they finally took a step inside.
Heaven, is very bright compared to hell. Too much white, gold, and blues.
The crew looked at Lucifer, urging him to take the lead as he did come from here. Lucifer sighs, despite the nervousness, he decides to approach the pearly white gates of heaven. Standing in front of the counter of Saint Peter. The others are following him.
“Welcome to heaven, can I get your names please?” Saint Peter asked, opening his book. Lucifer sighs, twiddling his thumbs nervously.
“Lucifer... Morningstar...” Lucifer says, almost a whisper. Cringing slightly as he watched the Saint slam his book close, “Oh... Fuck!” Saint Peter exclaimed with a nervous chuckle.
“Um... I wasn't aware that you will be visiting today...” the Saint said with an awkward chuckle, Angel Dust just smirked while Alastor just grins, clearly interested in what heaven has to offer.
Charlie stood nervously beside Lucifer, unsure what to do next.
“Saint Peter, please grant them access. They are here for an important meeting.” a young masculine voice says, surprising the hell citizens. Turning to look at the gate and their eyes widened to see an almost exact replica of Lucifer—except for the eyes and height.
Lucifer's eyes widened and Charlie can be seen to become more nervous as the young man approached their group.
Saint Peter eyes widened, not expecting to see the young general today. “R-right. Please, come in.. heaven officially welcomes you.” Saint Peter says, opening the gates wider for the group.
Lucifer couldn't think, his ears ringing as he looked at the newcomer. Lucifer examined the angel's appearance—an almost exact replica of him and of course, he knows those eyes very well. The same [e/c] eyes his ex-wife has. The angel wearing a white military-ish uniform with gold shoulder pads, elbow length black leather gloves and knee high leather black heeled boots.
Charlie gave his hand a gentle squeeze in assurance, he squeezed it back, grateful for her support.
Alastor grins, not expecting a twist in the scenario.
The young man turned to look at them with a gentle smile, “Greetings, I am Xavier. I am tasked with showing you guys where you will stay for tonight.” Xavier says.
Xavier looked at his obvious half family from hell, before, he had anger for them but because of his mother's influence, he was able to manage his anger on them. But it doesn't mean he'll accept Lucifer and Charlotte his family, he already has his own family in heaven. He doesn't need them.
“Please follow me and keep up.” Xavier says, almost emotionless. It's a habit of his, it might come off as rude or cold to people he just met but he doesn't care. His mother is the angel of kindness, he needs to inherit her kindness instead of his father's pride.
The hell citizens just looked at him with slight nervousness—aside from the smiling one—before eventually following him.
Lucifer just stared at the back of Xavier's head, the golden halo shining brightly against his light blonde hair. He wanted to speak to him but words wouldn't come out of his mouth. He just follows in silence, his demon kind just looking at him in worry—except Alastor, who just gave him a teasing grin.
They followed him, it took a while but they finally arrived at their destination. A large white mansion with black and gold accents, surrounded by fluffy white clouds and trees. Sunflower and tulip fields decorating the front garden. [Y/n]'s favorite flowers.
“This is where you'll be staying so please, come inside.” Xavier says, the gates to the large mansion opening for them.
They admired the scenery, it is completely different from hell. Clean and tidy. Almost blinding to the eye.
They finally arrived inside the large mansion, completely in awe with its exterior and interior designs.
“Don't worry about the palace being too crowded, it's just me and my family living here.” Xavier explained, ushering them to follow him. Walking towards the supposed living room, they weren't able to see the large family portrait on the wall as it was mounted on a wall that they couldn't see.
“I am surprised we're staying somewhere luxurious this time unlike last time. How come?” Charlie asked and Xavier gave her a raised eyebrow before sighing.
“The guest rooms are currently full while waiting for new buildings to be created for the new souls. The seven thought it would be a good idea if one of them houses you guys.” Xavier shrugs before continuing to tour them around. Angel whistling in admiration.
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“And this will be your room.” Xavier says as he showed Lucifer his room. The others are already settled in.
“Thank you.” Lucifer says, almost a whisper as he went inside the large luxurious room. Xavier nodded as he stood at the doorway.
“It's nothing, I'll get going now and if you need me, I'll be in the living room.” Xavier says before turning around to leave.
“Wait!”
Lucifer doesn't know what he was thinking, he just acted out on impulse. Xavier stopped, turning around to look at him with a raised eyebrow.
“What is it?” Xavier asked, looking down on him. Mom, why is he so small? He thought.
Lucifer gulped, clearly nervous, “Are you... My...?” he couldn't get all the words out as his ears were ringing.
“Son?” Xavier completed, crossing his arms to look at his blood father, “Yes.” he says flatly and Lucifer's breath hitched.
Xavier sighs, already done with this, “Look, I am going to be straight with you dear father of mine.” Xavier says flatly, Lucifer looking at the taller boy in front of him.
“Just because you're my blood father doesn't mean I want you back in my life, whatever you're trying to do. I don't welcome it. I couldn't care less about you or my half sister. Do you understand? So, stop. Don't give me and my family a hard time. You've done enough damage already.” Xavier says coldly, catching Lucifer off guard. The fallen angel's heart shattered at the boy's harshness.
“Excuse me, I still have work to do.” Xavier says as he quickly walked away. Lucifer nodded, almost robotic. He went inside the guestroom and cried.
Lucifer doesn't blame Xavier for acting that way. After all, he's a horrible husband and father to [y/n] and Xavier.
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Dinner was oddly awkward, a tension between the three blood relatives. Xavier didn't join them, opting to only have a drink instead.
“Aren't you going to eat?” Charlie asked hesitantly as she sat beside her dad, Xavier didn't bother looking up from his golden holographic screen that came from his wrist watch, his other hand typing into the hair and into the hologram.
“I'll eat later.” Xavier answers nonchalantly, they can clearly see him texting his mom.
M: Don't be too harsh on them sunshine.
X: I'm trying.
D: Well you better try harder, kiddo.
X: 🙄
X: What time will you come home?
D: Late as usual.
M: Indeed, there are still many things to finish but your father and I will make it quick to join you for dinner.
X: Alright, stay safe.
D: Love you, kiddo. Goodluck lol.
M: We will, sunshine. Love you<3
X: love you guys too.
Xavier was grinning slightly as he texted some people, Lucifer assumed it was [y/n] and somebody else he doesn't know of.
Lucifer avoided Xavier after that, clearly heartbroken. Lucifer assumes the D and M profiles meant Mom and Dad and Lucifer assumed that [y/n] remarried and he can clearly see how happy Xavier is talking to them.
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To shorten this all up, the meeting went smoothly. The Seven Virtues promised to fund the hotel and also asked for Lucifer's forgiveness for how harsh they treated him. Heaven took back his punishment and he can freely visit heaven anytime. Lucifer was able to find out that Azrael married [y/n] and she's happily married to the man. Though, she doesn't hate him and forgave him but she did make it clear that she doesn't want him back to her life and so did Xavier and Lucifer respected their wishes.
Finally returning back to hell, Lucifer was extremely heartbroken. He lost before he even got to start. But part of him is glad that [y/n] found a better man than him, someone who treats her better than him.
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End notes: I got a little lazy at the end lmao.
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jade-jini · 3 months
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HI been thinking abt g!p loser yunjin getting emotional during sex 😭 can i request a somno one where she comes home drunk late at night, looking for reader only to see her asleep on their bed! yunny getting hard at the sight and emotional as she remembers their argument, she couldn’t help herself but touch her gf, soft “sorry’s” and “don’t leave me” leaving her mouth as she fucks reader 😖
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TW: somno, angst, happy ending ig. Dubcon. Dacryphilia. Yunjin is insecure.
Can I give you g!p loser somno Yunjin? Yes. Is it from the same storyline as the previous posts? Hell no. That baby would never. That one is fluffy fluffy this is a completely different one ok? Ok 🤨. After clarifying that…😈
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“Hey, a*hic*nother one, please…” Yunjin said, raising her empty glass, her vision not good enough to catch where the bartender actually was. The guy sighed as he dried a washed glass with a towel.
“Listen kid, we’re already closed. Why don’t you go home already?”
“Home?” Yunjin asked unconsciously, the memories of that day hitting once again.
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You guys were supposed to get home together after a long day. Yunjin was gonna pick you up after your last class of the day, the orange sky and sunlight hitting against her own hair as she waited for you. She had a nice flower in hand, excited to give it to you. Softly placing it near her nose to smell it one more time, she made herself blushed thinking about your smile once she saw you. However, you were not alone. Her smile dropped right away as she left the flower fall somewhere.
There you were, standing with a friend she very well recognized. It was this one girl from the women soccer team of the university. Yunjin knew her name, everybody knew her name. But she never liked using it, making it clear she did not like this person at all.
“She seems to like you a lot…” she murmured after the first time she saw you talking to Yeji.
“I like her too, she’s a good friend, and she’s friends with Yeojin already so it’s cool” you explained, apparently not getting the message right away.
“Hmmmm, not what I meant but whatever..” she said as her pout got bigger, letting go of your hand and crossing her arms in front of her chest. That’s when you finally noticed.
“Huh Yunjin, are you jealous?” You asked, trying to stop a giggle.
“Maybe? I mean she’s athletic and popular, and you’re so pretty, baby. Who wouldn’t want you? I wouldn’t be surprised if one day you decide you want to give her or somebody else a chance…”
“Omg shut up, that could never happen. I love you. You, Yunjin.” You told her, taking her hand and kissing her cheek. You didn’t have eyes for nobody else but Yunjin, so you didn’t wanna hear none of that nonsense.
“Yeah but still…” she murmured, and you simply sighed and continued walking hand in hand, trying to be extra sweet and clingy to your girl to distract her from those thoughts.
You thought it was cute the first couple times, but then her attitude started becoming more serious every time. It wasn’t your cute girlfriend being a little jealous and protective. It was like a completely different person taking over your sweet girl. You guys have already had more arguments about this situation. They were never too bad.
Until today.
“Oh, hi baby!” You greeted your girlfriend once she met you guys, smiling at her like you did every time, with love and excitement like it was the first time you saw her.
“Hi, Yunjinie.” Yeji tried, as always, to be on the good side of the taller girl. Yunjin just looked at her, nodding at her and humming. She looked back at you.
“Ready to go? Maybe we can go get something to eat at your favorite restaurant before getting home.” She asked while smiling at you only, not wanting to acknowledge the other girl’s presence more than necessary.
“Oh nice! Wanna join us before going home, Yeji?” You asked your friend, knowing she lived very close to your building. Yunjin’s smile left again, rolling her eyes.
“Oh! Actually-”
“Don’t you have somewhere else to be today?” Yunjin murmured, a bored tone that she didn’t try to hide. In her mind, this was the least rude she could be towards Yeji.
“Huh Yunjin…” you warned her, a challenging tone growing in your throat and your eyes telling you weren’t gonna tolerate that.
“It’s ok, y/n.” Yeji said with an awkward laugh, trying to avoid yet another conflict. Unfortunately, she has been present before when your girlfriend showed clearly discomfort with her presence near you. “I can’t go anyways, Lia’s class must be almost done, and we have a date today so…” she commented, a slight blush appearing on the girl’s face. “Anyways, see you later.” The older girl said with a smile, waving her hand as she walked away quickly to go pick up her own girlfriend. You smiled and waved back at her, and once you turned back at Yunjin, her face was still showing she was upset. You shook your head, starting to walk. She followed you behind.
“What, you’re gonna leave me here now?” She asked as you didn’t give her a chance to walk beside you. You rolled your eyes.
“What the fuck, Yunjin?” You asked her as you slowed down a bit so she could catch up. “I’m tired of you being rude to every friend I have. First it was Chaeyoung and Yeojin and now-”
“Yeojin wouldn’t stop touching you! Am I supposed to be ok with that?!” She interrupted you, her voice getting a little louder and shaky.
“And now!” You interrupted her back, making her go quiet. “She barely looks me in the eye when you’re present ‘cause she knows you get easily jealous.” Yunjin scratched the back of her neck as she opened the car’s door for you. Once she got in the driver’s seat, she spoke again. Her voice changing to a sadder one.
“I’m just scared of losing you, y/n. You know that…” she said, as she started driving. You looked at her, examining her face. You could tell she was in distress about this. However, being insecure didn’t give her the right to treat your friends bad. You stayed quiet for a little while as she drove. Once you were walking to your apartment, you spoke again.
“I’ve told you Yeji has a girlfriend, yet you’re still treating her like this.” You heard her huff.
“Am I supposed to believe that?”
“Excuse me?” You looked at her with a frown, clearly offended.
“If she had a girlfriend she wouldn’t be stuck to your side all the fucking time.” Yunjin said, her voice getting deeper than normal. She was very upset, but so were you.
“Because she’s my friend, Yunjin! Friends spend time together! Why can’t you understand the concept of that?” You told her in the same tone, seriously tired of the constant fighting about such an insignificant thing as you hanging out with your friends.
“I don’t spend all the time stuck to my friends.” she remarked once you opened the door.
“Even if you did, I wouldn’t be making these scenes because I actually trust you. Do you even trust me?”
“It has nothing to do with that-”
“Do you even trust me, Huh Yunjin?!” You asked her again in a louder tone. You were not gonna let her evade this question. Yunjin didn’t like your tone nor the accusations. So instead of processing what she actually felt, she acted impulsively.
“No! I don’t trust you nor your fucking flirty friends! I’m tired of all this!” She yelled, her breathing becoming irregular.
You went quiet, feeling your heart hurt. The girl you loved didn’t trust you. You’ve done everything in your power to show her she’s your one and only. That nobody else comes even close to her in your heart. Yet her insecurities were hurting you both.
“Then go.” You said after you swallowed the lump in your throat, your eyes already getting watery.
“What…” she whispered, starting to panic as she felt her heart sink.
“Trust is the most important thing in a relationship, with honesty. If we don’t have that, we don’t have nothing.”
“Oh my god I am so sorry, y/n… I didn’t mean to say any of that.” She tried apologizing, the weight of her words hitting her. Hard. She fucked up.
“If you don’t even trust me, then why haven’t you left?” You asked her, feeling that even speaking was hard at the moment.
“I’m sorry. I’ll work on it. Please give me another chance, baby. Please.” Your girlfriend said, trying to hold your hands but you put them close to you avoiding this, such action breaking her heart a little more ‘cause you’ve never rejected her touch before.
“I’ve been patient and understanding but your jealousy just keeps getting worse. I need some time right now…”
“No! Please don’t.. please baby, don’t say that…” tears were threatening to come out already, her hands trembling at the idea of losing you.
“At least for tonight. I need to think about us, please go Yunjin.” You almost begged, voice getting softer due to the sadness taking over the anger now.
“y/n, please…”
“Just leave, Yunjin. I need some space today, please.” You said, not even looking at her. You couldn’t, because if you did you would ask her to stay and you actually needed some alone time to calm down. You heard her hesitate, but nevertheless her steps resonated in the now empty room.
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“My home doesn’t want me at home…” Yunjin said as she began sobbing again. The bartender, weirded out, tried comforting her after calling a taxi for the young woman.
“Listen dude, I don’t know who hurt you, but you gotta go home. There’s a taxi outside ok? Just tell them where to go and I don’t know, get some makeup sex or something.”
“Makeup sex? Hmm..” the idea of it already causing an effect on her intoxicated mind. She quietly went home, with only the image of you in her thoughts, feeling her friend reacting to it.
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“y/n? Baby are you h*hic*ome?” Yunjin asked once she stepped foot on the living room of your apartment, clumsily looking for you. “I-I’m sorry baby… please I l*hic*love you. Let me show you I love you.”
When she didn’t get a response, she made her way to your shared room. Her messy hair in front of her eyes making it a little extra complicated for her to see where she was going, but she wasn’t that messed up yet. Once she got to the bedroom, she found you deep in your sleep, looking beautiful as ever. She always thought you looked cute when sleeping, but tonight when she noticed how you were using nothing but her big shirt, the blanket barely covering your naked legs, cute wasn’t the word she’d use to describe you.
“God you’re so sexy, so perfect… I could never lose you…” she said as she got closer to the bed, falling sat next to you. The new weight made you move a bit, but it didn’t wake you up. “Please w-wake up, darling. I need you…” she whispered as she fixed her member, that was already getting hard by the view in front of her. Her other hand traveled to your thigh, caressing the skin as she slowly made her way to your ass. With the shirt going up a bit, she could see that you really were using nothing but her shirt.
“You knew I was c*hic*oming, Hmm?” She hummed, getting rid of her jacket and unbuttoning her pants to get her hand inside them, touching herself on top of her boxers. Soft groans escaping Yunjin’s lips as she felt her member getting harder and harder. She couldn’t help but put your shirt a little higher, leaving kisses on your stomach. Her lips slowly going up until she was kissing your chest, going from one nipple to the other. She was straight up moaning against your chest as she slowly sucked on them. With her dick already out of her pants, she needed to have you. She needed to prove to you she loved you always. As she made her way between your legs, she slowly started stroking her cock, licking her own lips before starting to eat you out. Yunjin could feel you softly moving under her, but you were a heavy sleeper. “So good.. tastes so good, baby.” She said as she made out with your pussy in such a messy but sensual way. The little whimpers coming from her as she stimulated both of you, and the little groans you’d let out in your sleep, were the only sounds Yunjin’s ears could catch. “P-please don’t leave.. if you do.. You’d break my heart..” the taller girl said, kissing your thighs, the idea of you actually leaving being an option got her sad again. As her eyes got watery, she fixed herself better between your legs, her member against your now very wet cunt, making sure to get herself wet too so she doesn’t hurt you. More soft sounds were coming from you, similar to the ones you do when awake. Yunjin’s clouded mind was thinking that maybe, if your body was reacting to her like this even when asleep, then you didn’t really want to leave. “Oh fuck…” she moaned as she slowly entered you. “Please don’t leave, I’m gonna miss this pussy too much…”
She started thrusting inside you slowly, sighing as your tight pussy grabbed around her so good every single time. She loved how well your bodies understood each other, and the thought of it being like this even when you’re not awake got her dick twisting inside you. This didn’t stop her from being sad though, knowing that after your argument that day, you probably wouldn’t have accepted this so easily.
“Please…” Yunjin whispered, her voice breaking in between pleads, tears threatening to fall “please d-don’t leave me.. I can be better than them.. p-promise..” she sobbed, the warmth of your body bringing both comfort and sadness, scared the next morning you’d be gone.
“What.. what the.. fuck? Hmmm.. Jen?” You murmured as her rougher actions slowly started to wake you up “w-what are you-”
“Please l-let me do it, if you’re gonna leave..” she said in between sobs “let me have you one last t*hic*ime..”
“W-who said I- fuck~ was gonna leave, baby?” You asked her, confused in between moans. Your hands automatically hugged her shoulders as you felt her cock reaching those spots inside you only Yunjin could ever get to know.
“I r-ruined it.. but please don’t go. I’m s-sorry, y/n. I love you…” she said, her moves now a little softer and slower. However you weren’t angry at her, how could you when she felt so good deep inside you, and her tears making her look so cute and pathetic, turning you on so much for some reason. You didn’t care to understand it though, your mind also getting clouded by desire for her.
“So cute when you cry. Do you feel sorry, baby?” You asked her, grabbing her face. She nodded eagerly, tears running down her face. “Why.. why are you sorry, tell me.”
“Hmmgh y/n.. I’m sorry for b-being mean, and jealous…” she dragged her words, but you were able to make out what she was saying. “S-sorry for not asking for permission first…” her sobs became more intense, but so did her thrusts inside you and you weren’t sure if her tears were more sadness or pleasure, probably a mix of both. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry y/n.. Hmm please…”
“Shhh, keep going baby, don’t you dare stop.” You threatened her, her teary eyes making your pussy clench around her cock, making your girlfriend moan loudly “such a fucking good cock, feels so good…”
“Hmmm fuck… you feel so good too, wanna be inside you forever…” she said as she pounded your pussy so good. Even when drunk, she knew what your face was saying, knowing she was hitting you in a spot you really like, getting you closer. “Like this, baby? D-does my cock feel good here?”
“So good… don’t you fucking stop.. Hmm fuck, baby!” You came intensely as her name kept coming from your mouth again and again, music for her ears. The sensation also making her moan, feeling herself too close.
“y/n, I’m gonna come…” she warned you, but you weren’t done with her punishment. You turned you guys around, holding her wrists against the mattress and riding her “oh god…” she moaned as she bit her lip. When you felt her dick inside you twisting, meaning her orgasm was just seconds away, you quickly got off her, ruining her orgasm as she finished untouched “Ahh! F-fuck.. nooo.. fuck!” She whimpered and cried as her cum ended on her thighs and some on her abs. “Why… that hurt, y/n..” she complained, hissing a bit when a cold wet towel made contact with her skin to clean her.
“That’s what you get for being a bad girl.” You told her, receiving a groan for her. When you turned around to see her, her eyes were still full of tears, a pout on her face. You simply laughed before holding her closer to you. “Don’t worry baby, tomorrow when you’re sober I’ll make sure to take care of you good.”
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hiiii okay so I had an idea for like Coryo x little sister where she’s about 12 years old and she looks just like her mom and Coryo, Tigris, and Grandma’am just love her so much BUT she somehow ends up in the hunger games s a tribute and she becomes like besties with Wovey, Reaper, and Lucy- plus she’s giving Coryo a heart attack every five minutes especially during the bombing- finally during his peacekeeper era when he finds out they were evicted she was taken from their custody and so when he comes back with the plinth fortune and all that she just runs up and is all cuddly with him and he’s like “u know what fuck custody paperwork” and just snatches her back home- thank u sooo much💗
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pairings: coriolanus snow x younger!sister!reader, lucy gray x younger!sister!reader
summary: somehow you’d ended up in the games, snow and lucy would do anything to keep you safe.
warnings: murderrr, possessive/selfish thoughts, child endangerment, cheating, rude ass corio, fluff in the end nd a little happy fam, deter from og storyline, protective lucy and snow, family dynamics, theyd do anything to make sure you’re okay
a/n: i did change the story line a little!!
the drones were whirring about you.
people were being knocked down as lucy grabbed you and ran to safety. “keep with me baby girl!” she shouted as you ran, your legs ached but you knew what would happen if you stopped.
coriolanus couldn’t breathe until you were safe. which is why he exhaled a long and heavy breath when you and lucy settled into the vent again. everyone around him was quiet for once, they laughed at all the tributes except you. they all loved you, every time coriolanus brought you around their horrible personalities and stuck up selves melted away with your adoring smile and sweet voice.
reprieve, or so you thought, came in the form of the large tube in front of you. but based off of lucy’s face you knew something was up, and as wovey walked towards it you couldn’t help but shout and cry for her.
“down goes wovey!” thank god. coriolanus thought. that idiotic girl was impulsive and silly, she shouldn’t have lasted as long as she did. she almost killed you with her stupidity, brung you along to her execution as you cried for her to stop.
you’d survived. somehow.
in the history of the games there had only been two victors. so far.
but at what cost? your brother had been sentenced away to district 12 and the only other person who shared any understanding for what you went through was no where to be found. in the wind, gone.
so you did what you thought best.
you ran.
all the way to twelve and the comfort of your dear older brother.
he was going insane. he’d lost you and lucy. sejanus was god knows where and probably planning something illegal. he was stressed the fuck out and all he wanted was a hug from you. for you to put secret braids in his hair when you thought he was sleeping, for you to kiss his cheek every morning before rambling on about school.
the place was alive as she sang. everyone danced but coriolanus stared. he’d found one half of the puzzle. lucy looked amazing and he found himself relaxing at the sound of her voice.
you’d peeked through the window. the noise had drawn you to it. it was your first day alone, ever, and in the worst district. you were scared beyond measure but soon to be saved as you caught a glimpse of lucy twirling on stage, her eye-line drawing you to corio.
the hug from behind caught him off guard but had his mind spinning as he recognised the small hands gripping oh so tightly at his waist. the bracelet he’d made so long ago and the smell of roses, which for once wasn’t himself, and hadn’t been for a while.
“y/n.” he breathed out as you laced your arms around his neck, “i came from the capitol. i hate it corio. they took me away from our family and put me with some random family. i don’t like it, i miss you. please, don’t take me back.” you cried as he lifted you up, resting on his hip as he made his way outside, lucy following in tow as she wiped away tears after seeing your sweet face.
the lake was quiet and tame, slow waves lapping at the jetty and land as you lay curled up in corio’s lap, lulled to sleep by lucy’s melodies. and whilst the trio of you all had no idea what the future held it all didn’t matter in this moment. you felt happy, and you hadn’t felt it in so long. corio and lucy were your family, and you loved them.
corio had done horrible things in his life, the second you were drawn into the games nothing else mattered besides keeping you safe. those horrible things were known to few, one of them being the songbird to your left.
and no would ever tell you these things.
all that mattered?
you were safe and sound with them, they’d made sure of it.
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✧Magic Spell✧
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BEBE! Bada Lee x Jam Republic! F Reader: Jam Republic was probably the most anticipated group of this season of street woman fighters. With the season going international, you find yourself being a part of the talented group. While battling, you catch someone else's attention, the famous Bada Lee.
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Warning: The events aren't accurate to the actual show and were tweaked to fit the storyline.
Note: The reader is Korean, Tongan (Tonga), and Cuban. It's a little fast-paced.
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All the groups were seated in their respective recording areas, and in front of them was a TV, where all the crews were about to be introduced.
When every crew watched, everyone felt the exciting atmosphere really come to life. The vibes heightened once more as Jam Republic was introduced.
Jam Republic decided to send a team that would represent other women worldwide. Choosing the members Kristen Dodgen, Ling Zhang, Latrice Kabamba, Y/n Ramos, Emma Huch, and Audrey Lane.
Everyone checked out the information of each member, but everyone couldn't help but stare at Y/n's long list of achievements. You began as an underground dancer and competed in several competitions, winning about 95% of them, before entering the world of choreography.
Through several YouTube videos, you became well-known for your b-girling, house dance, and bone-breaking specialty. When continuing down the list, it showed the several artists you've worked with. Big names like Usher, Beyonce, Normani, Bruno Mars, and Ne-yo were just a few of those names.
You were the third youngest on the team, yet your triumphs showed your thorough background in the dance scene. At 23, you were known worldwide for your work and skills, even being popular amongst the general public.
They began to show some of your videos, and some dancers couldn't help but be in awe of you.
So when the day finally came, and everyone had to film together, the crews went in anticipating the impressive performances they'd get to see.
You and the girls entered the building with a bright energy and all smiles. "This is so exciting," Audrey squeals, and you pinch her cheek due to her adorableness. You made your way up the stairs. Linked arms with the youngest, with a similar vibe in your outfit choices.
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The group makes their way to the hot pink room and waits for their call. As you wait, you check your outfit, rotating your body often and posing.
"You look amazing. Stop worrying so much," Latrice says as she pats your hip. "Dude, I'm just so pumped right now," You tell them with much adrenaline pumping through your veins as you jump every so often.
"Is anyone excited to meet a dancer?" Emma asks, chilling comfortably on the couch. Audrey says, "Definitely wanna see Tsubakill."
"Bebe is fire, though," Kristen tells the girls, and you nod.
"They have a youthful energy you wanna bounce to," you state, fond of the team full of younger dancers. When you sat with the rest of your girls, watching through every team's choreography, Bebe was the one that caught your attention. The filming of their crew preview video, the outfits, and the high teen energy sparked something in you. They looked like they enjoyed the dance and had terrific chemistry, which made you happy. You almost couldn't stop grinning as you watched them.
Before you can even continue the conversation, all of you get startled by the loud bass of the TV, signaling them to enter the fight zone. They began to walk out, and as Kristen led them through the corridor, they stopped at the entrance and looked amazed at the setup.
Making it down the stairs, everyone's eyes were on Jam Republic, and you couldn't help but roam your eyes around. You didn't make it that far because you couldn't look away as soon as you locked eyes with Bada Lee.
You give her a kind grin, and she gladly returns one.
Walking past some of the crews, you heard many whispers.
"Wha~ Kristen is really here."
"Their vibes are totally unmatched."
"Jam being here is actually crazy."
Everyone's eyes then linger on you and Audrey. Your pretty faces shocked many of them. Bada can only look at the two in astonishment, "Audrey and Y/n are so pretty."
Other comments like you two looking like princesses or angels could be heard through each crew's murmurs. Yet none of the Jam Republic girls were fazed.
You then watched the video that provided unwanted comments as you stood at the center. Most of the words targeted Kristen, but they sure left you and Audrey with a bitter taste in your mouths.
"Audrey is a baby. She can just sit there, look pretty, and do nothing."
"Many people praise Y/n's skills, but I believe most people watch her just to see her pretty face."
"I wanna say I'm proud that Y/n is famous as she's half Korean, but I feel we've been let down by her. She's lost her touch after a while."
Your eyebrows raise at the comment, and you can't help but sneer.
"Lost your touch?" Ling questions as the same confusion lingers in the mind of your entire crew. You chuckle a bit as you begin to see the no-respect stickers.
Kristen had two, while you and Audrey were evenly split with five. Audrey, who stood beside you, raised her two thumbs in happiness, and you gave her a high five. You understood what she was feeling right now. You two had mandatory battles to show your abilities.
"I don't really get it. You're one of the greatest battlers out there, and they decide to comment those things?" Emma whispers to you, but you smile, "I guess I'm just gonna have to prove them otherwise."
As you stay seated, paying attention to the announced judges and host, Audrey nudges you slightly, 'We're gonna kill it out there."
"You're damn right we are."
As you listened, your eyes traveled to your left, and you saw Bada, who was paying close attention. The younger girls on her team seemingly notice and whisper to her, causing Bada to look back at you with seduction.
You weren't one to back down either, so you focused on her, inviting the flirtatious look as you unconsciously bit your lower lip, unaware of how sensual it looks on Bada's end. Bada looks at you up and down, pleased by your reaction with a sly grin on her face, and returns to paying attention to Kang Daniel as he speaks.
"And now, what the hell was that?" Emma asks you playfully, and the girls can't help but turn their attention to you. "What? She's hot," you shrug, and they can't help but just laugh at you.
"Wait, who?" Kirsten asks, a little confused, and Emma just says, "Bada."
"I can't blame you, though," Emma comments, and you giggle, knowing how much of an effect Bada seemingly has on many of the women in the studio.
"Well, if you are done silently flirting, please pay attention," Latrice gives you a joking glare as you give her a mini salute.
Before battles commenced, everyone was told to get changed and be ready in 10 minutes.
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You tell the girls to head out because you need to reply to someone's message, but suddenly, you hear a knock on your door.
"Come in," You say and see Bada's face peaking through the door. She smiles at you, "Am I interrupting you?"
"Oh, of course not. Please, come in and sit." You pat the seat right next to you, slightly adjusting your hat as you do so. You two sit down, and Bada introduces herself properly, "I'm Bada Lee of Bebe. I'm actually a fan of yours."
"That's so sweet. Well, Miss Bada, I'm Y/n Ramos," You shook each other's hands, "So, biggest and trendiest choreographer right now, huh?"
"I can say the same thing about you."
"I'm not too sure about that. Everyone on my TikTok was dancing to Rover, while I haven't seen many do my dances," you joke.
"It's because your choreos are advanced. I work in a world where the dance has to be a trend, so it appeals to the Kpop audience."
"I've noticed that in Kpop too. It's admirable, you know? Being able to have so many fans dance something you made."
You two loved the conversation's comfort, even teasing each other about wearing hats, but the moment was cut short as the staff began calling everyone back onto the set.
"Let's continue later?" Bada asks, and you nod as you approach the fight zone together. Both of your respective groups were teasing you two as soon as you took a seat.
As they began rolling the cameras, we headed straight into battles.
Redy of 1Million was called up first, and as she picks, she walks around, teasing to pick someone from Deep N Dap, but makes a fast 180 turn and chooses Bada instead.
"Redy, do you have anything to say to Bada?"
"I just don't respect you," She tells the taller girl right to the point.
"Not Redy, Soobin-ah, you're still an 8th grader to me," you gasp at the roast, and a light chuckle comes out. Ling looks at you confused and asks what happened and when you tell her the exact translation she audibly gasps, "That's gotta burn man."
"After hearing that back story, I'd be pissed at Bada too," you say, making her laugh. Redy began first, and while you watched, you felt it was a bit messy and failed to captivate you.
When it was Bada's turn, you watched her intensely. She grooved and taunted the younger girl, making her dance entertaining. You found yourself making a face of surprise, not expecting Bada to be so confident in battle as she was known to be an avid choreographer.
Nearing the end, you two make quick eye contact, and with a smirk, Bada takes a paper in her mouth and blows it in Redy's face. "That made her ten times hotter," you groaned, amazed, and Emma chuckles after hearing your statement, smacking your leg due to you being silly again.
You sat there, watching some of your teammates go up several times before you, making you itch to dance.
Audrey was the first in your crew to be called, even being chosen by two dancers immediately. You were never worried about your youngest, though. She had one of the most unique styles of dance in your eyes. Every move she made, you cheered or had faces of disgust, enjoying every move of Audrey's freestyle.
Then, you were on an emotional roller coaster on Kirsten's several turns. During these moments, you came to see who, from each crew, would be a formidable opponent to your team.
Emma then went on stage, and it was the loudest you cheered. Due to the similar specialties you and Emma had, you unconsciously hype her dance up with the same amount of energy. Bada watches you, adoring the faces you make each time your team is up.
She noticed everything about you: the side tilts your head did when Monika showed two team cards instead of one, the little tap your feet made when you got nervous about the winner of specific battles, your large jumps when you got hyped over a move. She was expecting you to be one of the calmer ones on your team, but after some thinking, it was probably because you were on the younger side of your team.
Bada knew well that when younger dancers worked in a team with older ones, their inner child came out much more often. You clearly had close relations with each of your members, appreciating everything about them, even when they lost.
Soon, it was the turn of Deep N Dap's Minny Park to choose her no-respect dancer.
"I choose Jam Republic's Y/n," You jumped off your seat, feeling more energized than ever. "Minny-nim, why did you pick Y/n as a no-respect dancer?"
"She's rusty, and I'm gonna prove that."
Many people enjoyed the laugh, and you responded, "Don't worry, I oiled up for the show." People go crazy at your clapback, and as you give Kristen your mic, the music begins for Minny.
"Let's go Minny!"
"Show her how it's done!"
The encouragement of her team gave Minny an impressive start. She starts by posing to the song's beats and looks at you with eyes of determination.
You watched very closely, staying calm and composed. That was the version of you that Bada expected. Seeing your new sides made her want to know you even more.
Minny was good, you'll give her that. She had a sassiness to her that carried the energy of her moves. She even added provoking dance moves which had you nodding your head occasionally. However, no matter how much credit you give her, you would provide her with a fight, and it would be a beat down.
"3! 2! 1! Switch!"
The music began to change, and you heard "Beggin'" by Madcon, which excited you. You said, "Perfect," telling yourself that you'd win with this song, no problem.
"Oh, she's gonna eat this song up," Latrice tells the crew, having pure faith in her best friend.
"Come on, Y/n!"
"Show them how battling is done, girl."
You start with grooving in the beginning, and as soon as you hear the first, 'I'm beggin' ~,' you give a pout as you kneel with praying arms to Minny. As the beat builds up, you smirk and hit a one-armed handstand freeze, then remove your arm quickly to do a small headspin.
You tutted, with some bone-breaking, and led into getting more in Minny's personal space. You see Bada's from your peripheral, whose jaw literally means dropped. You smirk and decide to give her more of a show.
Your hips rotated, and you swayed your ass to show more variety. As you drop to the floor dramatically on your knees, you grind your hips forward before going into a 1990 to Windmill. As the music subdues, you just end with a slight spin.
Everyone was already wild as it was, but they all gave you a standing ovation. Your face goes into a pout as it warms your heart.
"Judges, please reveal your votes," Kang Daniel signals, and you sigh in relief to see the 3 pink cards. Your team jumps and cheers excitedly for you as you bow at the 3 judges.
All the judges still stare at you in shock, and only Monika finds the words.
"I'm here to be as truthful as possible, and I can proudly say with my chest that battle was the most entertaining thing I've seen in a while. Minny, you are terrific, and if you picked anyone else in this room, you had a higher chance of winning. But Y/n is just on another planet."
Monika gets a bit passionate and decides to stand up, "As professional dancers, we know how difficult freestyling is. It's a completely different mind game than choreographing. Y/n tutted, b-boyed, did bone-breaking AND theatrics? If I could give you an award right now, I would." You bowed with your hand over your heart at the high praise and returned to your team.
Before returning, your eyes meet Bada's, whose face is still the same. You find it amusing, letting out a laugh with a wink, causing Bada to get all flustered.
After a few more battles, you were all given a 30-minute break, so after a bathroom break, you took advantage of the time and went to the lobby of the building, taking in the silence as you rested on the blue velvet chair.
You sip on your ice-cold water and observe your surroundings until you see the tall woman coming down the stairs, giving her a small wave.
"What're you doing down here?" She questions, taking a seat in the velvet chair right beside you. "I needed to get away from the noisiness. Besides, it's nice and cold down here."
"I can agree with that."
"I honestly need to know how you move like that when you dance."
You giggle at the older's comment, "A lot of training and stamina. I wasn't even that flexible back in the day. I stretched daily to get my body to where it's at now."
She only nods, appreciating the fact you shared your efforts with her to become a better dancer.
You two let the silence engulf you until Bada decides to get daring. "You were so hot out there."
Your eyebrow raises, and you smirk. "I'm hot? I could say the same about you, Miss Bada. Whenever I make eye contact with you, I can never look away until you do. It's like you've cast a spell on me," You lean closer to Bada.
She does the same, her eyes traveling to your lips and eyes, "Me? Spell? Maybe you did that to me?" Bada leans in closer, the tension between the two of you rising quickly, and now the two of you feel your breaths hitting your lips. "I don't think you understand what you do to me. You have my hands clammy, face heated, heart racing? I wanna know how you're doing this to me."
Staring at each other, you had an idea and gave Bada a little peck before running away into one of the empty rooms, giggling as you heard Bada gasp and chase after you.
As you got into the room, you tried to shut the door, but Bada beat you to it and was able to stick her foot in, causing the door to open. She comes in and closes the door softly behind her, and smirks, walking over to you.
"You're actually gonna be the death of me," Bada tells you, hooking her fingers around the waistband of your pants and pulling you into her. Leaning down, she pulls you into another much longer and loving kiss. Pulling away, her forehead still stays connected to yours.
"How about I take you out later tonight, Miss Ramos?"
You kiss her on the cheek with a cute smile, "I'd love that, Miss Lee."
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I don’t think Eddie and Bobby are having the conversation about Eddie’s job. I think that new promo has two different clips of Bobby speaking. It’s sorta like a red herring. I don’t think Eddie is the one questioning his job. I think it’s Buck. From what we’ve seen of Buck, he doesn’t seem like himself. He has stubble which indicates sadness (from what we’ve seen of him in the past).
Now let’s take into consideration what we know. We can probably assume he’s newly single once again. We’ve seen him looking sad in almost all the trailers. He’s not his usual happy self especially when he’s at work.
We also know that Tommy will be back to help the 118 find/save Bobby and Athena. Not only that but we know he’s going to be back for the 100th episode which is ironically an episode titled “Buck, Bothered and Bewildered”.
Now we know these writers love to parallel the characters storylines. When Eddie was shot in s4, we didn’t have him questioning his job until the following season. Buck died in s6, which would make sense if he starts questioning things this season. So what if he’s the one questioning his job as a firefighter this season.
What if he meets Tommy who is competent in his job and brings a new light onto someone Buck can be. Maybe have a more fulfilling role instead of being a firefighter? He’s clearly bothered by something and we know this by the still we got of him in his civvies while talking to a somewhat stressed looking Eddie.
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Maybe he runs his doubts by Eddie, which prompts Eddie to freak out a bit over the possibility of losing his work partner. He’s clearly lost and seeking some kind of reassurance from someone he knows is his safe space. He’s looking at Eddie like he can give him answers he’s looking for.
Maybe the reason Tommy is here for a bit longer is because he’s there to answer any questions Buck may have over his own job and what that entails. He then invites Buck to play basketball with his own team where he introduces Buck to them and lets him get acquainted with others in his department.
I think that episode is going to be more about Buck possibly exploring whether or not his job is making him happy and fulfilled. Exploring other opportunities.
Meanwhile he asks Bobby for advice and Bobby tells Buck that he can’t tell him about the job. I think it’s likely that maybe even Eddie reaches out to Bobby because he doesn’t know how to help Buck out but he knows he has to. And he doesn’t wanna lose his partner but he always wants to help Buck out. So he’s in this weird predicament on what he should say to help his partner so that he’s not in this weird funk anymore. I think it will mirror s5 but differ a bit because Buck is telling Eddie he’s thinking about leaving whereas Eddie didn’t and just decided himself. I think we’ll see some conflict between the two while Buck tries to figure things out a bit.
Now maybe all that questioning can bring forth questioning other things. Such as why Eddie seems so affected by Buck’s choice to possibly leave. Maybe it will arise questions on their codependency, who knows? But suffice it to say, I think in the end Buck will realize he is meant to be a firefighter, by Eddie’s side and ultimately choose to stay with the 118.
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Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss – Chapter 6 (Part 1)
Following is part 1 of my translation of Chapter 6 of Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss. This part contains only Episode 7-88 (it’s as long as several episodes put together, so I had to give it its own post)
Main storyline spoilers after the cut.
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Episode 7-88
Grim: Ugh… Where are we?
Sebek: This is… I recognize this place. This is where the Darkness engulfed us earlier! We’ve returned!
Silver: Where’s father and Sir Baul?
Sebek: They set off for the Moonless Forest, but…
Silver: !! You guys, look at the ground over there! Looks like some soldiers went this way!
Sebek: Appears to be the Silver Owl’s men…!
Silver: Father and Sir Baul are in danger. We need to hurry and find them!
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Iron One A: W-What amazing power!
Iron One B: If our magicians hadn’t deflected those flames just now, she woulda burnt us to a crisp!!
Knight of Dawn: Focus! You’ll get trampled if you don’t watch out!
Meleanor (Dragon form): Rooooooaaar!!
Iron One C: Don’t give her even a moment’s rest! Charge!! Chaaarge!!!
The Iron Ones: Uoooooooh!!
Sebek: Ahhh…. Lady Meleanor!!
Grim: Get a move on, Sebek! We gotta make sure to stay close to the dreamer, right? We’re gonna lose sight of Lilia at this rate!
Sebek: You needn’t tell me that! I understand full and well this is but a dream, I just…. Dammit!
Yuu: I know this is hard for you, but we need to keep moving.
Silver: …Right. We have to hurry or else the rain’s going to wash away their footprints. Let’s go!
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Grim: Geez, the rain’s comin’ down harder an’ harder!
Sebek: The roads are all muddy, and the sun’s set, too… You need to go faster, the both of you! Their footsteps are vanishing before our very eyes!
Grim: Oh, save your breathe, dude! I’m already runnin’ as fast as I can! Can’t ya just use that spell you showed off when we were lookin’ for Silver earlier? You know, the one where you were glowin’ an’ zoomin’ around all over the place.
Sebek: I take it you mean “Living Bolt”?
Silver: I’d never seen that spell before, either. Just when did you develop your Unique Magic?
Sebek: ‘Twas during the period when I trained alone in the valley, after you’d enrolled at Night Raven College… While refining my celerity, so that I might rush to our Lord’s side in the event of an emergency, I found an opportunity to develop it. However… I’ve far from mastered it. My Unique Magic allows me to transform my body into a bolt of lightning, and in that state, I can move rapidly and fire off attacks. …But as I lack the skill to properly use it, I become momentarily impaired after casting it. I’m thankful my opponent just now was our resident slouch, for had I tried to use it on a real enemy, they wouldn’t have waited around for me until I recuperated. It’s out of the question for me to use it to catch up with Lilia and my grandfather right now, as I would only be a hindrance to them as soon as I reached them. In truth, I had intended to hold off on demonstrating it before others until I’d mastered it. To think, I’d end up having to waste it rousing this sluggard here…
Silver: I… I’m sorry. But you know, it’s a really fitting spell for you.
Sebek: Hmph.
Sebek (whispering to himself): …As this is a dream and all, I should have liked to have pulled it off flawlessly for once…. Geez…
Silver: Something’s been on my mind ever since we crossed into father’s dream. This dream was made by Lord Malleus’s magic, so I don’t understand why it’s just been one tragedy after another this whole time.
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Yuu: Now that you mention it…
Silver: In Sebek’s dream, he had it so father and Lord Malleus were about to go off on their internships together. If what Lord Malleus said before is right, then these dreams we’re trapped in should be based on what would make the dreamer happy… Dreams that would keep us spellbound forever. In father’s case, he should’ve been dreaming about Lord Malleus’s parents being alive and well, and not having to fight any wars against the humans. And the Land of Briar should’ve remained as it was, not chopped up into Briar Valley.
Sebek: Hmm… You certainly have a point there.
Silver: Lord Malleus said he’s observing everyone’s dreams… and that he’s reigning over them, too. If he knew that we were here, then he probably would’ve tried to get rid of us by now, like how he did in Sebek’s dream.
Sebek: Hmm… ‘Tis only speculation, but perhaps something is preventing Lord Malleus from observing Sir Lilia’s dream.
Silver: That’s possible, yeah. I wish we could wake up father already and have him help us, but…
(Swords clash in the distance)
Everyone: !!
Sebek: Someone’s fighting yonder!
Silver: It sounds like it’s coming from close by. Come on, let’s go!
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Battle Map Conversation
Imperial Guard A / B: Gyagyaaa! Giii!
Iron One A: You assholes just don’t know when to give up!
Sebek: Look there! Some guardsmen are surround by the Iron Ones!
Silver: I don’t see father or Sir Baul with them. Maybe they stayed behind to buy them some time.
Iron One A: Ack- Looks like they got some back up! Doesn’t matter, you guys have no hope of beating us! Now lay down your weapons and surrender, or you’re gonna regret it!
Grim: Sorry, but the dictionaries we got at NRC don’t mention anything ‘bout “surrender” or “regret”! GET ‘EM!!
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Battle Map Conversation
Silver: Augh, their reinforcements just keep pouring in…!
Imperial Guard A: Goeeee! Garururu!
Sebek: What!? You say you’ll take over for things here, and you wish for us to go on ahead!? But that’s…!
Imperial Guard A: Gyagyaaa!
Sebek: …Yes, sir. I promise you, we shall deliver His Eggcellency to the palace, together with Sir Lilia. Please, stay safe!
(Silver and co. depart)
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Battle Map Conversation
(Something sparkles on screen)
Silver: …! This light, it’s…
Grim: The sparkles are showin’ us where to go! Must be magic!
Sebek: This magic… Doubtless it must be my grandfather’s spell. He left behind these landmarks to guide us. He trusts that we’ll be able to regroup with them… Let us hurry!
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Land of Briar – Woods
Baul / Lilia: Haaa, haaa, haaah….
Lilia: Did we shake ‘em off?
Baul: !! General, look out!
Iron One A: Found you, Vanrouge!
Iron One B: Do you even have any idea how much pain you’ve put us all through!? Once I kill you, then my grandfather will finally be able to rest in peace!
Iron One C: Be careful where you aim! We can’t leave even a scratch on that egg!
Baul: Dammit, we’re surrounded. Looks like they’ve got ten… No, 15 men on their side. General, you go on without me and I’ll handle this. Hurry!
Lilia: Bullshit! There’s no way you can take these guys on by yourself.
Baul: What they’re after is your head, General, and the heir’s egg. And we cannot allow them to take either. As you can’t very well fight while lugging around the egg, I, Baul, promise to wipe out these miscreants myself. I’ll rejoin with you later. Now hurry!
Lilia: Dammit…! And I’m going to have your head if you die on me!
(Lilia departs)
Iron One A: Vanrouge is getting away! After hiiiim!!
Iron One B: Uwaaah!? What was that attack just now?
Iron One C: He cut down that massive tree with one swing of his Magearm…!? Shit, now the road’s blocked!
Baul: LISTEN WELL, HUMANS! MY NAME IS BAUL ZIGVOLT!!! I AM A MEMBER OF THE IMPERIAL GUARD OF THE LAND OF BRIAR – A TITLE I BEAR WITH PRIDE! THOSE WHO WISH TO SULLY MY AXE’S BLADE, STEP FORTH NOW! I’LL DEVOUR EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!
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Grim: Woah! Look, you guys! Somebody’s fightin’ for their life over there!
Silver: That crocodile mask… It must be Sir Baul!
Sebek: The Silver Owl has got him completely surrounded. We must assist him! Quickly!
Grim / Silver: Okay! / Right!
Iron Ones A: What the!? His reinforcements snuck up on us from behind!?
Iron One B: Wait they’re… They’re’ humans!? The hell are they siding with the fae for…!?
Sebek: This has nothing to do with being a fae or human! It is simply that we do not like you! And so, we must fight!
Grim: That’s right! If you don’t like somebody, then you gotta show ‘em what’s what! That’s our motto at NRC!
Iron One C: Who the hell are these guys!? Troops, get in formation! We’re retreating for now!
(The Iron Ones depart)
Grim: Hey, look! They’re runnin’ away!
Silver: It’ll be bad if they come back with reinforcements… But chasing after them could end up costing us. Right now, we need to focus on tending to Sir Baul’s injuries.
Sebek: Sir Baul! I apologize it took us so long to find you!
Baul: Y-You guys…. Augh!
(Baul collapses)
Silver/Sebek: Sir Baul! / Sir Baul!
Sebek: What terrible injuries. Please, take this potion at once-!
(A whistle sounds)
Grim: Yikes, sounds like they really are callin’ up their buddies!
Sebek: We must get away from here. Sir Baul, please come with me! Here, rest yourself against my shoulder.
Baul: I’m staying here. It’s my duty to fight. You boys go after the General.
Silver: No, that’s… We can’t leave you behind!
Baul: Silence! I told you before, I don’t need help from the likes of you lot!
Sebek: ………. Silver, Grim, Yuu. Go on without us.
Grim/Silver: What!?
Sebek: I shall stay here with Sir Baul, and we shall buy you some time.
Silver: What!?? No, you guys can’t- …Besides, there’s no telling what’ll happen if you get too far away from father.
Sebek: WE’VE NO TIME FOR HESITATION!!! As he is carrying His Eggcellency, Sir Lilia isn’t able to move around freely and defend himself right now. You must go now and protect him! Protect what is precious to you! And I… I shall protect what is precious to me!!
Silver: Sebek…
Sebek: Hmph. You best not take me for a fool, Silver. We shall dispose of the enemy and regroup with you in but a moment.
Silver: …Okay, I understand. Let’s go, Grim and Yuu!
(Silver and co. depart)
Iron One A: We finally got the armored excavator past that block in the road! This is the end for you bastards!
Sebek: Hold your tongue! As if a pathetic little piece of scrap metal stands a chance against me! Sir Baul, please get behind me.
Baul: Human… Why are you doing all this for me…!?
Sebek: I know that even if I fight here, it won’t change reality one bit. However… There are things in life that I simply cannot concede on. Listen well, you wretched Silver Owl! I, Sebek Zigvolt, shall be your opponent! NOW LET US BEGIN!!
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Sebek: It ends here! Haaaa!! Haaa… Haa… That was… the last one… S-So what did you think, Sir Baul! I’ve done it!
Baul: Amazing, you really did defeat them all…. You fought splendidly.
Sebek: !! Truly, I am underserving of such kind words…. Augh…!
Baul: Human… Why are you so desperate to help us fae?
Sebek: Though my father is indeed a human… My mother is a fae.
Baul: !!
Sebek: My maternal grandfather was not at all fond of humans. One could even say he despised them. And when his only daughter announced she was betrothed to a human… I couldn’t even begin to describe how terribly they fought. Presently, my father and my grandfather remain at odds with one another. However, not once has my grandfather ever distanced himself from us grandchildren. He’s a taciturn man, always with that same stern expression upon face, and I can’t recall him ever greeting us when we called upon him. And yet, he always kept his house stocked up with brand new children’s books, as well as candies and sugary refreshments that he’d never dare consume himself. I truly respect my grandfather, from the bottom of my heart. And that is why I… that is why I wish to be of help to you- to you all!
Baul: …..Hmph. I’m not sure you’d be of much help to anyone walking around looking like that. Your baton’s about cracked in half, and your defensive gear is in pieces.
Sebek: Y-You needn’t be concerned! Here I’ll – I’ll simply borrow some equipment from that collapsed Iron One over there and…
Baul: Human… Nay, Sebek Zigvolt. I give you my thanks for your actions today. As you’ve damaged your gear in battle, I’ll grant you your own suit of armor.
Sebek: What….?
Baul: In the name of Baul Zigvolt, Imperial Guardsman of the Land of Briar, and in celebration of the birth of this new warrior… The Night’s Blessing upon Ye.
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Sebek: T-This armor… And this magearm, it’s…!?
Baul: The same ones we Imperial Guardsmen use. That magearm belonged to a fallen comrade… But I’m sure it’s preferable over your half-broken baton.
Sebek: Oh, ‘tis far and beyond preferable! I have no words! To be granted the privilege of wielding the very same equipment as the Imperial Guard!
Baul: All that’s left is your mask…. Hmm. This one should work well for you. In my troop, I’m the only one allowed to don the crocodile mask. As we share the same surname, and if it is true that your grandfather is a fae… Then perhaps the General was right. Perhaps our meeting was fate – Sebek Zigvolt, the half-fae warrior. I’ll be expecting great things from you.
Sebek: …Yes, sir! I vow on this mask, and on the Zigvolt name, that I shall fight with glory. Grandfa-… I mean, Sir Baul!
Baul: Alright. Now let’s hurry after the General!
Sebek: Yes, sir!
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Battle Map Conversation
Grim: Where the heck did Lilia go!?
Silver: Black Scale Castle, the Imperial Palace, is located in the northern region of the Land of Briar. So let’s just head north for now.
Iron One A: Don’t stop looking! There’s a nice reward for whoever finds that dragon egg!
Silver: A reward…? …How dare they! We can’t let them lay a single finger on father or Lord Malleus. Come on, we’ll have them take a nice little nap for us.
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Battle Map Conversation
(The ground beings to rumble)
Grim: What the- Is that an earthquake!?
Silver: !! Grim, Yuu, look out!
Grim: Waaah, that tree right in front of us just got hit by lightning!?
Silver: Lady Meleanor must still be fighting right now. We need to hurry and find father while she’s distracting the enemy for us...
Iron One A: I heard voices coming from over there!
Iron One B: It might be Vanrouge! Search the area!
Silver: Damnit, they heard us. I’m sorry, but we’ll be forcing our way through!
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Battle Map Conversation
Silver: Have you seen my fath-… I mean, General Vanrouge anywhere? Ah! I know I’m a human and all, but I’m not your enemy…
(ring ring… ring ring….)
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Grim: The fae are waving at us to follow ‘em. Maybe they’ll take us to where Lilia is!
Silver: I guess they believed me… Thank you!
Land of Briar – Woods
Iron One A: There he is, it’s Vanrouge! Capture him!
Lilia: Augh!
(Lilia collapses)
Iron One A: He’s down! Surround hiiiim!
Iron One B: …So this is the Land of Briar’s General of the Right, eh? The feared “Dragon’s Right Hand Man.”
Iron One A: Aww, he looks like a wee li’l bat that can’t get off the ground. Just breaks my heart.
Iron One B: It’s over. Just give us that egg and we’ll spare your life.
Lilia: Kishaaa!!
Iron One A: The guy doesn’t know when to give up, huh... Sounds like he wants us to take it from ‘im by force, then! I’ll give you my mercy as a knight and end this quickly. Haaaa!!
Lilia: …!
(Someone blocks the attack)
Iron One A: The Knight of Dawn?? …No, wait you’re… Who are you!? State your name!
Silver: …My name is Silver, and your tyranny ends here. NOW DRAW YOUR BLADES!
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Land of Briar – Woods
Silver: Now’s my chance! Seyaaaah! …General Vanrouge! Are you okay!?
Lilia: Somehow or other, thanks to you. You made it just in the nick of time…
Silver: We ran into tons of Silver Owl on our way here, and there’s probably still a bunch lurking around. We need to hurry and press on.
Lilia: …Silver, you’re not at all obligated to take on this request, but I need you to listen to me.
Silver: Huh?
Lilia: I’m not gonna make it much longer… My body’s just about called it quits.
Silver: W-What are you…
Lilia: Please, take this egg… to Black Scale Castle for me. Go to Mystic Mountain, you’ll find an Imperial Guard’s camp site near the base... There’s a unit out there that patrols that whole area. First just… aim for there.
Silver: Are you telling me to leave you behind…?
Lilia: You probably can’t hear it, but there’s a bunch of soldiers headed right this way. There’s way too many for you to fight off alone while trying to drag me along. Once they get here… I’m gonna tell ‘em I got sick of carrying the egg and threw it into the ravine. That should buy you some time…. *cough cough*!
Silver: …..Alright. Yuu, could you hold Lord Malleus’s egg for me?
Yuu: Just leave it to me!
Grim: Man, this thing’s even bigger up close.
Silver: Please excuse me, General Vanrouge. …Okay.
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(Silver lifts up Lilia onto his back)
Lilia: The hell do you think you’re doing!? I’m not a damn baby, you don’t need to carry me around! Don’t tell me… You’re gonna try to climb Dragon;s Tail Mountains with me on your back? That’s ridiculous! Just leave me here, dammit…! *cough cough*
Silver: I’ll be fine. I grew up around the mountains and have plenty of experience hiking with heavy gear. My teacher always used to say, “As long as you’re still alive, things will work out in the end.”…. So you can’t just give up on life already… You can’t!
Lilia: You little… The hell do you think you are, trying to lecture me… …Ugh…
Grim: Lilia passed out.
Silver: I’m amazed he was still standing when we found him. Let’s take a break for a little while. Now, should we head for that camp site, or just cut straight through to Mystic Mountain… In either case, we’ll be heading up north. Come on, you two. We need to get father and Lord Malleus to Black Scale Castle.
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Battle Map Conversation
(Lightning flashes)
Grim: !!! Didja see that, Yuu! There’s a big ol’ mountain way over there. Looked like it was jet black.
Silver: That’s the sacred mountain known as Mystic Mountain. According to legend, the Thorn Fairy herself used to reside up there… And now, this country’s imperial capital, Dragon Capitol City and Black Scale Castle, sits on its peak.
Grim: Wait, so we gotta climb up that thing!?
Silver: We might be able to get them to loan us some flying mounts once we reach that camp site… But the mountain is always covered in dark clouds, and I heard anyone who climbs it without the dragons’ permission gets struck by lightning. Apparently, it’s to keep out any intruders. So I doubt we’ll be able to get there by air travel…
Grim: Yeah, but ain’t we carryin’ their egg!?
Silver: Everything depends on us getting to the camp site, I suppose.
(Soldiers march close by)
Silver: !! Those footsteps…
Grim: It’s the Silver Owl! What should we do?
Silver: Let’s hide in the thicket and wait for them to pass by… And then, we’ll pick off any of their men who have their guard down. We’ll be able to minimize any damage to our side that way.
Yuu: So we’ll have to fight them, then.
Silver: Yeah, if we don’t take some of them down and reduce their numbers, there’s a good chance they’ll just end up surrounding us. You know… The way he talks is all different, but the things my father says now really aren’t all that different from what he used to say when he was on the Guard.
(The soldiers approach)
Silver: …They’re here. Let’s go!
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Battle Map Conversation
Silver: There’s some buildings up ahead, past the forest. Is that the camp site General Vanrouge was talking about?
Imperial Guards: Gyagyaaaa! Gyaruru!
Grim: Ooooi! We brought Lilia. Hurry up and come help-
(The guards brandish their weapons)
Grim/Silver: !?
Imperial Guard B: Human, enemy! Comrade, give back!
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Grim: Crap, they think we’re the bad guys!
Silver: Damnit, and Sebek’s not here. We don’t have anyone who can translate for us…
(a projectile lands in the camp)
Everyone: !?
Iron One A: We found the fae’s campsite! Men, chaaarge! Ah! That huge egg that human’s holding… Is that the dragon egg!?
Iron One B: What luck! Out of all 15 units that entered the mountain, ours is the one that ended up finding it!
Iron One A: That egg is ours! Chaaarge!!
Imperial Guards: Gyagyaaa! Firume! Garrururu!
Grim: Grrr, it’s just one problem after another with these guys!
Silver: We have to help them. Grim, Yuu, we’ll need to fight our way through!
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Battle Map Conversation
Silver: Phew… We were able to chase off the Silver Owl. But still… I can’t believe they have 15 of those units prowling the mountain. We won’t be able to stay here. Let’s go.
Imperial Guard A: You, not enemy? You, beat iron one…
Grim: That’s what we’ve been sayin’ this whole time, man!
Silver: We’re trying to deliver General Vanrouge and the heir’s egg to Black Scale Castle. The general is badly injured.
(The Imperial Guards huddle tighter and talk amongst themselves)
Imperial Guard A: Okay. We, enemy, search, beat. You, castle, go. Comrade, we, protect, far away.
Grim: Uhhh… Are they sayin’ they’re gonna handle whoopin’ the Silver Owl for us?
Silver: Yeah. And they’re even offering us their protection.
Imperial Guard A: Attack, sorry. Night’s blessing, upon ye.
Silver: …Thank you. And the Night’s blessing upon ye all.
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Battle map conversation
Grim: Haaah, haaah… Geez, the road’s gettin’ steeper an’ steeper. Ya better not drop Tsunotarou’s egg, henchman!
Yuu: It sure is heavy…
Silver: You okay, Yuu? I don’t see anyone trailing us, so I’m fine if you want me to hold the egg for a while.
Grim: What, you’re gonna carry both Lilia and the egg at the same time!? Don’t you ever get tired?
Silver: Of course I’m tired. But it’s weird… I also feel like there’s this strength welling up inside me. Maybe because I’m thinking of “that day”.
Grim: Whaddya mean?
Silver: The day I found out my father and I aren’t related, I ran away without even thinking. It was a night kind of like this one, it was raining really hard and the forest was pitch black… the weather was just awful. I couldn’t go back home, I couldn’t move forward, I just sat there and cried… But my father came and found me, and he carried me home on his back while I was bawling my eyes out. And that’s why… I know it’s probably not really appropriate to say this given the circumstances, but that’s why I kind of feel happy right now. I’m happy that I’m now able to carry him on my back. And this time, I’ll be the one to carry him home.
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Battle map conversation
Grim: Hmm… Is Malleus really inside this thing? Looks more like a big ol’ jewel than an egg to me.
(Grim pokes the egg)
Yuu: Something moved inside! …I think.
Silver: For as long as I can remember, Lord Malleus has looked pretty much the same as he does now. Makes me wonder what he looked like when he was born.
Yuu: He was probably in his dragon form.
Silver: Ah! …Maybe that’s what’s stopping Lord Malleus from interfering with father’s dream, because he’s dreaming of a time before Lord Malleus was born… Imagination is the root of all magic. And maybe it’s hard for Lord Malleus to control something he knows nothing about, something that’s beyond his imagination…
Grim: Whatcha mumblin’ about, Silver?
Silver: It’s nothing. There’s no use wondering about this and that. Let’s keep moving.
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Silver: Huh? …The smell wafting from this forest, it’s so familiar. ...Ahh, that’s right. The house father and I lived in is across Mystic Mountain. …It’s okay. I have all those memories of the time we spent together in that house right here with me. No matter what happens here on out… I’ll never lose my way again.
Land of Briar – Woods
Silver: Haaa, haaah…. That bridge up ahead… goes over the gorge that connects Dragon's Tail Mountains and Mystic Mountain.
Lilia: Ugh… Where are we…?
Silver: Are you awake, General Vanrouge? We’re just about to reach the bridge that goes up to Mystic Mountain.
Lilia: So you really did climb up the mountains carrying me on your back…?
Silver: Yes, sir. And there weren’t any issues along the way.
Lilia: And what about the egg!?
Grim: No worries. Yuu’s got ‘im.
Lilia: *sigh* …Oi, Silver. I can walk by myself, let me down already.
Silver: Are you sure? I’m fine carrying you to Dragon Capitol City.
Lilia: Heh, you’ve gotten so cheeky. Listen, you might not be able to sense it, but the fog that envelops this place is rich in magic. My wounds’ll heal up in no time here. …Easy does it.
(Lilia climbs off Silver’s back)
Lilia: Yuu, I know you’ve been lugging that heavy thing around for a while now. Here, give me the egg.
Yuu: I’ve kinda gotten attached to him.
(Lilia takes back the egg)
Lilia: I don’t see any cracks or anything on it. ….*sigh*… It’s so damn heavy. Ah, and before I forget, I don’t see Sebek anywhere. Did something happen?
Silver: He stayed behind with Sir Baul to hold back the enemy for us… We haven’t met up with them again yet.
Lilia: I see… So he’s with Baul…
(The ground rumbles)
Grim: Eep! Was that an earthquake!?
Lilia: No, that awful noise has to be…
Iron One A: We finally found ya, Vanrouge!
Iron One B: Take out the bridge with the armored excavator! We have to slay Vanrouge and get that egg at all costs!
Lilia: Tsch. They’re bringing out that huge thing again…!
Grim: And there’s Silver Owl guys pourin’ in from left an’ right!
Silver: General Vanrouge, Yuu, Grim, you guys hurry and cross the bridge! I’ll buy you some time! I WON’T LET ANY OF YOU PASS THROUGH! I’LL BE THE ONE TAKING YOU ON!
Iron One A: Ha! You’re just a stupid kid, you seriously think you have a chance against us? We’ll smash that bridge and throw all you guys to the bottom of the gorge with it. ARMORED EXCAVATOR, FULL SPEED AHEAD!
???: I call upon thee, Lightning – Pierce through the clouds above! Living Bolt!!!
Iron Ones: Guwaaaaah!!!
Silver: That flash of lighting just now, it’s…
Sebek: T-To think, you would be standing around dawdling here of all places…. D-Did you fall asleep along the way? …Yowch!!
Silver: Sebek! ...That armor…!?
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Sebek: Ha! So you’ve noticed, have you! I should very much like to flaunt it off right now, but… That will have to wait until after we’ve dealt with the enemy! Ouch!!
Iron One A: Reinforcements, huh! Arrgh, hurry up and get that Armored Excavator up and running again!
???: Oh, no you don’t! Haaaaa!
Baul: There’s no way we’d let rotten scum like you take even a single step on these sacred mountains! I’LL DEVOUR THE LOT OF YOU!!!
Silver: Sir Baul! You’re okay!
Baul: …Hmph. You did good making it this far. I’ll commend you for your tenacity, if nothing else.
(Bats fly across the screen)
Lilia: Heh… Looks like you’ve escaped death as well, Baul.
Baul: General! I apologize for taking so long to get here.
Sebek: Sir Lilia! Where are His Eggcellency, Yuu, and Grim?
Lilia: I had them wait somewhere safe, beyond the bridge.
Sebek: But should you not be recuperating with them…!
Lilia: Dumbass. I wouldn’t be much of a general if I sit this one out, now would I? You don’t need to worry about me, my wounds are all closed up now thanks to our blessed Mystic Mountain. Now then, Silver Owl… If you want to run away, now’s your last chance.
Iron One A: Hah, you talk big for somebody who looks like he’s about to pass out. You guys don’t stand a chance. We’re gonna take both your head and that egg of yours and go home heroes! You aren’t gonna have your way with things any longer! …YOU MONSTERS!
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Land of Briar – Woods
Iron One A: T-That’s impossible… How are they beating us?! There’s only four of them, why the hell can’t we bring them down!?
Iron One B: I heard fae can draw in magic energy from nature. They must be absorbing the evil energies on this mountain and healing themselves while we fight! They’re gonna wipe us out at this rate. Commander, please, give the order to retreat!
Iron One A: Damn those blasted monsters….! To make it all the way here, with that egg just within our reach… Dammit! MEN, RETREAT! RETREEEEAT!
(the iron ones depart)
Everyone: Haaa, haaah ,haaaa….
Sebek: Did we… Did we chase them off?
Lilia: Looks like it…
Silver: T-Thank goodness…
Baul: Praise be to the Mystic Mountain’s divine protection, praise be to the Night’s Blessing…
(The ground rumbles)
Silver: !? An earthquake!? And it’s a big one!
Sebek: The storm’s raging even worse now… Augh! I can hardly open my eyes!
Lilia: The land is resonating with the dragon’s- with Meleanor’s rage.
Baul: What on earth! There’s a bunch of black clouds and thorns covering the Verdant Moors.
Silver: !! This is just like when Lord Malleus overblotted…!
Sebek: Don’t tell me, is Lady Meleanor-!
Lilia: Shit, the bridge is about to collapse!
Baul: Hurry, everyone!!
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Battle Map Conversation
Lilia: Haaa, haaah….  I can see… Dragon Capital City up ahead… We’re almost there, Black Scale Castle isn’t too far off. Soon as we drop off the egg, I’m heading straight back to the Verdant Moors….!
(Something rumbles in the distance)
Everyone: !!??
Grim: Eep! I think this earthquake’s the biggest one yet!
Baul: Everyone, to me! I’ll put up a forcefield!
Sebek: I-Is it over?
Baul: Appears so… Ah! There’s a bunch of boulders blocking the path we just came down.
Silver: We’re not out of the woods yet. Let’s hurry!
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Infinity and Beyond - Looking Into The Sweet Signals from Space Update!
We’re finding the imposters among us with this one!
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The aim of this concept is to have it be a multi-update deal akin to the Dragons storyline with how they say “like the dragon series, we’re diving into a story set in a rich, expansive universe”. This peaked my interest, I’d love to see what they have in store! I know there are some folks who like or don’t like the Dragons story, so I wonder what you all think of this!
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Meet Astronaut Cookie! She’s cute, has an ice cream sandwich satellite for a pet, even has a cat cookie motif with her costume? What more could you want! Yeah, her skill might be a bit too reminiscent of Cyborg’s (who also got a skin after 84 years lol), but I’m willing to look past that.
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Alright, I’m kind of vibing with the setting already, cookies are probably toothpaste, wonder if they clean your teeth when eaten. How does one “escape” or even fortify against a blackhole? The event itself sounds similar to the Sugar Maze event to me…in a way somehow. Wait, why is Stollen Cookie here?Also Planet H A M B O R G A R
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I’m now getting Star Wars: Rogue One flashbacks. Just like Cyborg, it’s been 84 years since he got attention, so I’m happy to see he got a cool skin to deck himself out with!
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The Surprise Bears. They can either go well or go very poorly, still means I don’t have to run over and over again for the god damn legendary ingredients. However, I do hope the challenges aren’t meant to be a cap in any way, since that already drags it down when you were able to AFK for hours beforehand, even if it sucked. Team Fight getting a gem boost might give me more incentive to play.
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(Gmod flatline sound effect plays)
The Deal with Legendaries is canceled, y’all /j. I can’t keep up with their pace, bro. I’m over here trying to write it from time to time and they already have another one on the way, I’m dead. Xylitol Nova himself is getting flak for having a supposedly dull design unworthy of the rarity, I’m already seeing it in the QRTs on Twitter lol. For me, I’ll wait until I cast judgment, he has a pretty cool skin though…
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(Astronaut Cookie looked all around her new setting, seeing the city’s sleek, clean, futuristic design she hasn’t seen much of back on Earthbread. The cookies here didn’t look all that different too, save for their ingredients being possibly toothpaste in some capacity. She was caught staring at this one cookie in particular, she observed them inspecting the shield and instructing the robots to different spots close to the barrier, Xylitol Nova Cookie chuckled at her once he noticed.)
Xylitol Nova Cookie: Ah, I see you’ve taken an interest in one of my cookies. That would be Xylitol Y/N Cookie, they’re in charge of making sure the barrier is in peak performance, they’ve been hard at work ever since we’ve seen reports of the blackhole.
(Xylitol Nova walked over to them as Astronaut followed. Meanwhile, you were instructing both cookies and robots alike on the status of the barrier, making sure that no fault in any way was detected. Until the voice of someone very familiar to you called your name..)
Xylitol Nova Cookie: Hello, Xylitol Y/N Cookie. How are you doing?
(You greeted Xylitol Nova in return and proceeded to ramble on about the barrier. You did your best at trying to speak to him, but couldn’t ignore that cookie next to him staring at you. It also looked like Xylitol Nova wasn’t taking your analysis seriously with that smile of his, something that bothered you to no end!)
Xylitol Nova Cookie: How routine of you, Xylitol Y/N Cookie. Always thinking about the barrier when we haven’t had any issues in the past couple rotations. We have a guest here today and I’d like for you to meet her-
(You couldn’t, you had to inspect the rest of the barrier-when Xylitol Nova Cookie suddenly hugged you from behind with a strong grip, a scene that made Astronaut Cookie feel…envious. You complained and grumbled as you try fruitlessly to free yourself)
Xylitol Nova Cookie: Xylitol Y/N Cookie. You are taking a break from now until further notice, I’d hate to use my authority on you, but this is for your own good. Feel free to interact with your fellow cookies, come and see me in my residence, or even introduce yourself to our guest here~! (I’d prefer you pick the second option in my opinion)
(You continued to struggle until it felt tighter to move, you looked to your front to see Astronaut Cookie hugging you from the front, her head resting on your chest. You swear she’s…shaking a little bit?)
Xylitol Nova Cookie: What do you know? Even our visitor is agreeing with me, she appears to have taken a liking to you too.
(…Who was this?)
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starbylers · 11 months
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Mike thought Will liked Angela (and he was not happy about it)
I think a lot of us already agree on this, but I wanted to talk about how it was definitely intentional. The basis for this theory is the fact that we are shown Mike remembers multiple things from El’s letter. Why would they have him recall a bunch of information but not this specific, intriguing detail about Will liking a girl? Answer: he clearly does remember, and his behaviour in the airport (and after) is supposed to demonstrate this. (Btw I don’t believe Mike 100% understands his feelings for Will, I’m on the fence about how aware I think he is).
The audience is shown that…
Mike knows about Joyce’s new job (he was frustrated by it)
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And about El missing the flowers (so he brings her some)
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And about El’s ‘friends’
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So why not Will’s ‘for a girl’ painting?
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(Here’s a refresher of this painfully awkward interaction)
Mike enjoys Will’s art. This is canon. He has a book full of it, it’s all over his walls. Yet, after he asks about the painting-looking thing in Will’s hand, Mike awkwardly shuts down the conversation like he has no further interest whatsoever, like he wasn’t the one who brought it up. It’s the definition of pretending not to care. Why would they have Mike behave like this unless to show the topic was aggravating him on some level?
Also, hearing that your best friend likes someone is kind of a big deal. It’s something you are very likely to question and tease them about. But Mike doesn’t say anything. He’s with Will the entire season, yet he never once brings it up. That is the most incriminating part. Why would he not mention it unless he felt weird/uncomfortable for some reason?
Obviously Mike believes the painting is for a girl Will likes. Jealousy ensues (but again I don’t think Mike fully understands what he’s feeling). Now the Angela specific part. Mike gives Will this faltering look when he says Angela’s name:
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Then when Angela approaches them at Rinkomania, we get this blink-and-you-miss-it glance from Mike to Will after El introduces her:
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I’ve seen people say Mike was looking at Angela’s friends here, but I don’t think I agree. Plus from the perspective of this theory it just makes logical sense he would check Will’s reaction to the girl he presumably likes. Also he sneaky glanced at Will multiple times in the airport (see this post), so I don’t think it’s far fetched they’d have him do it again here.
I think this is how it happens: Mike suspects the rolled up thing at the airport is a painting (educated guess). He asks Will ‘what’s that?’ in such an abrupt, random way that it seemed as though he was desperate to know but trying to act casual. Then Will confirms his painting suspicions, and (courtesy of the letter) Mike assumes it’s for a girl Will likes, which is why Mike shuts down the conversation so fast. He doesn’t ask any more questions because he thinks he’s already got the answers. Then hearing Will repeat only Angela’s name back to El must’ve sent alarm bells off in his mind, and at Rinkomania he’s like so this is The Girl huh? (Obviously after the skate incident he finds out he was wrong lol).
This whole thing is a very subtle element of the storyline, but it’s undeniably there. I know there’s a general agreement on this idea already but I like looking at the details :)
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Hey it’s been a bit! The Mammon episode finally came out, so here’s my review!
Pros:
- The sign language scene was cute. Kinda weird that a kid was seeing a show that was clearly for adults but I love me some representation so it gets a pass.
- Despite Blitz not really needing to be in this episode, I thank god he had little screen time and more time was dedicated to Fizz.
- The fish ladies (despite having wonky color palettes that made them EXTREMELY hard to look at) were cute.
Cons:
- Mammon is so flat and uninteresting but I don’t know what I expected from a creator who always hypes her characters up that always end up being one of the three go-to personalities she picks for her male characters. In Mammon’s case he’s just a loud mouth cursing bum so way to ruin another Deadly Sin and make them boring af, moving on.
- I don’t like how Mammon and Fizz’s relationship are similar of Val and Angel’s, Viv keeps recycling stories, characters and plot lines ect, it makes Angel’s story for Hazbin really predictable/underwhelming and not exciting to look forward too especially since we already have the “mafia bad daddy” aspect to him too that they pulled for Moxxie. I guess the idea of Mammon being a controlling ruler is fine on paper but not much is done with it, Fizz just quits in the end like it was easy with zero consequences so what was all that build up for.
- Fizz himself once again feels REALLY out of character, he’s just too soft compared to how he was introduced in season 1. He’s constantly nervous in this episode and insecure, as well as walking on eggshells, and even in Oops he wasn’t THIS sensitive. I’m all for characters struggling and being kicked down but it has to make sense and not feel forced, and once again it feels like Viv is trying way to hard to make the characters she once introduced as snarky assholes to uwu innocent babies. I refuse to believe Fizz was actually INTIMIDATED by this random geeky imp who insulted him, as well as the fish ladies whom he was weirdly nice and welcoming to. It’s also weird seeing how uncomfortable/nervous he was around his fans when I thought the whole point was that he LOVED praise and loved being famous, at least that was season 1 Fizz. Now he feels retconned. Seeing him say “I just need this gig” is weird too, the explanation to why he went through all of this makes no sense, Fizz still has Ozzie and is famous in the Lust ring, and I understand Mammon is his idle but to go through all that abuse for so long for something that could have been so easily avoided feels forced to fit the plot, but it also makes Fizz look dumb.
- There’s confusing lore stuff regarding Mammon and Ozzie, and it makes me realize that Viv should have picked ONE storyline aka ONE Seven Deadly sin to go with Fizz’s story because this is getting mixed up. Fizz acts like if he looses this completion, he looses everything, which confused the heck out of me because no he wouldn’t have? First of all, Ozzie is a fucking powerful sin, how would you loose him? Second, from what we know from season 1, Fizz is a jester who performs at Ozzie’s club. It was Ozzie who built the sex robots across the rings of hell, NOT Mammon, and in season 2 we see that Fizz is under Ozzie’s care and lives in his house. Yet for some weird reason Mammon also represents Fizz and uses him for profit, but it’s not really explained in a way that makes sense, like Love’s art had said in her Fizz redesign video, Fizz’s job is really confusing on what exactly he does. Having both Ozzie and Mammon represent him overcomplicates things and the show did a poor job at explaining how this goes.
- Once again Viv dumps trauma and struggle onto her characters without building it up first. When did Fizz ever give off the impression that he was being controlled or abused, or even that he was so insecure and constantly walked on eggshells to be perfect. In Oops he was happy to be in the spotlight and happy to get the attention, he bragged to Blitz about how successful he was. He seemed happy to perform for Mammon and talked of him highly, and now you’re pulling an Angel Dust situation where he’s expected to be perfect 24/7 and it gets to him emotionally, while also being someone who’s physically and mentally abused. Yet another season 2 episode that wasn’t planned, same as how Millie wanting to feel important wasn’t planned, same as how Stolas seeing Blitz as genuine love wasn’t planned. Different episode, same issues.
- I’m so done with the Hell lore bro, this place officially has no rules and demons can just do anything without consequences. There’s no class system, there’s no rankings, there’s no power dynamics, screw anything that Viv says. There was no fucking reason why Ozzie and Fizz’s relationship needed to be a secret. There was no reason showing Ozzie threatening his workers to not tell anyone about his love life if he was just going to admit it to EVERYONE THE NEXT EPISODE IN FRONT OF ANOTHER SIN ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME— what was the POINT. What is the point of Stolas and Blitz’s conflict. What is the point of Stella being classist. What is the point of these class systems and rules if you can just announce that you technically broke a hell rule and no one gives a fuck and you get off scott free. Mammon telling Ozzie “you’ll regret that” like a cartoon villain doesn’t do anything either. What is he ganna do? Tell Lucifer, the character that canonically won’t appear in HB because the sins won’t appear in HH? If Lucifer rules over the sinners, who the fuck is in charge for the rest of Hell. Where’s the authority? And Mammon is just ganna come back for another episode to give the gang trouble cause lord knows we don’t have enough fucking villains already.
- It feels weird that Ozzie would just sit back while someone whom he knows is a piece of shit is treating his loved one badly. I get he was concerned but you’d think one of the seven deadly sins would have more power and authority.
- I was expecting some big gross bug-like thing to appear when Mammon was transforming into his final form, only for it to the exact same design but with small extra eyes and a spider lower half that isn’t even visible in most shots….GOD VIV.
Watching this episode also made me remind myself that this is supposed to be Hell. Seeing Fizz feel better and stand up for himself was sweet but these soft lessons and morals don’t belong in a show like this, and it’s extra aggravating regarding Viv’s double standard, how she can just pick and choose which characters she wants to be evil and which characters are saints. Overall not anywhere near the worst episode of season 2, but I am officially done with Helluva Boss so-
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httplilyyy · 1 year
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𝐏𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐒 || 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑
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pairing: tara carpenter x reader
summary: the ghostface killings are happening again, but this time it's on a whole other level
warnings: descriptions of violence, guns, swearing, scream vi spoilers, bad writing
words: 3923
a/n: sooo, i got bored and decided to give it a go at writing a series. this will follow the storyline of scream six and that means this will contain scream six spoilers so if you haven’t seen the movie yet don't read this, or do, if you want? :) 
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001. pumped up kicks - foster the people
‘But he’s coming for you, yeah, he’s coming for you.’
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“Oh shit, yes! Yes!-”
“Tara-” You groaned, looking up at the ceiling.
“I know.” Tara huffed, getting up from her spot on the bed.
She made her way to the door, slamming it open before shouting at her roommate, Quinn. A ‘sorry’ got sent back along with a ‘we’ll be quiet’ causing the two of you to voluntary eye roll, knowing that wasn’t true.
“You’re going to get so many noise complaints one day.” You chuckled, sitting up as you looked over at Tara, shutting the door behind her.
“Don’t.” Tara said, pointing a finger at you in an accusing way which made you laugh.
“At least she’s getting some.” You muttered, sending a condescending smirk to your best friend.
“Oh, I'm sorry you have such a high sex drive.” Tara replied sarcastically, sitting beside you.
“Only when you’re near.” You rebutted, causing Tara to grimace.
“Shut up.” Tara said, bumping her shoulder into yours, hands covering her face.
“I’m joking, I’m joking.” You laughed, holding your hands up in mock surrender.
“I don't know how I put up with you.” Tara mumbled, getting up from her position, opening up her wardrobe where her halloween costume was.
“You love me.” You said, dragging out the ‘o’ in love, a smile displayed on your face.
“I tolerate you.” Tara said, looking over her shoulder.
“I'll take that.” You shrugged, getting up as well and making your way next to Tara, taking your own halloween costume in hand.
“Chad and Mindy will be here soon so hurry up and get ready.” Tara said, beginning to take off her top.
“Jesus, a warning next time.” You exclaimed, slapping your hand over your eyes.
“We’ve known each other for years, stop being an idiot and get changed.” Tara sighed, shaking her head at your antics as she let a small smile grace her features.
“Yes boss.” You mumbled, sending a salute her way before getting into your costume.
The two of you were quick to get ready and before you knew it the doorbell rang. Chad and Mindy stood at the door, grins plastered on their faces as they hurried the two of you outside.
Tara told Quinn she would be back later and her response was ‘yes’ but you all quickly interpreted it as a moan. Rushing out of Tara's apartment, the four of you made your way onto the streets of New York.
As each of you continued your walk to the frat party, you were stopped by Jason wanting to talk to Tara.
You didn’t pay attention to their conversation, wanting to get some alcohol in your system as fast as possible. Tara bid her goodbyes, joining back up with you, continuing on the way to the party.
As soon as you stepped through the door to the party the smell of cheap booze and sweat overrides your senses. Making a beeline for the drinks table, you poured yourself a random concoction which was mostly alcohol.
After you were happy with your drink you mingled with a few other people. Chad went off and met up with Ethan and Mindy went off to see her girlfriend, Anika.
Not realising it, but you had left Tara when all she wanted was to be by your side. The younger Carpenter didn’t really enjoy larger crowds since the incident last year, always preferring to have you by her side.
Shoving and pushing through a mass amount of people, Tara made it to the drinks table, where you once were. She had a couple drinks herself, before going off to talk to some other people.
After having enough social interaction, deciding she needed more alcohol, Tara walked back over to the drinks table once again.
You had your eye on her the whole night, making sure she did nothing that she would regret in the morning and you soon realised that she was approached by someone, immediately recognising who the person was.
His name was Frankie and he had quite the reputation of being a fuckboy, never treating a woman respectfully and only wanting them for a good time.
Not liking the idea of where their conversation could go, you left the people you were with and made your way to her.
Drink still in hand, you watched as Frankie dragged Tara through the house. Anika tried to talk to Tara but she shrugged her off, continuing to follow Frankie, hand in hand as they walked towards the stairs.
Jaw clenching in anger, you pushed through more people making your way to Mindy and Anika.
“What the hell is Tara doing?” You asked, steam practically coming out of your ears as you gripped onto the red cup in your hand.
“By the looks of it, going to hook up with that guy.” Mindy said, an unpleasant look on her face.
“Fuck!” You exclaimed, clenching your jaw, you quickly followed after Tara, placing your drink down on the way.
The two of them watched as you stormed away from them in hopes of catching up to Tara, knowing that they may need to get Chad.
They searched the house for Chad and they finally found him standing with Ethan. Anika quickly told him that he was needed and the three of them followed Mindy who was making her way after you.
“Hey dude!” You shouted, watching as Frankie and Tara stopped on the stairs, turning to face you. “How about you leave her alone, huh?”
“Sorry, I don't think I heard you clearly.” Frankie replied, a small smirk on his face.
“Tara’s good down here, don't you think?” You said, a little louder knowing he heard you perfectly fine the first time, nodding your head to the younger Carpenter.
“Hey, no, y/n, it's fine, I want to.” Tara said, stumbling down the stairs towards you.
She stood in front of you, swaying from side to side as she placed her hands on your shoulders. You shook your head, moving your eyes away from Tara for a split second and onto Frankie, which involuntarily made you clench your jaw.
“See, y/n, she wants to.” Frankie said in a mocking tone before turning back up the stairs where he took a hold of Tara’s arm and made her trip.
“How about you get your fucking hands off her.” You said through gritted teeth, pulling the boy away from Tara and down the stairs.
Frankie tumbled into the wall opposite the stairs but he quickly recovered and made his way towards you. Just as he was about to push you back, Chad stood in front of you and shoved Frankie.
Tara pulled you back towards her where she rested against your arm, desperately trying to get the boys to stop pushing and shoving each other.
“Guys, yeah hi, sorry to interrupt,” Sam said pulling Chad and Frankie apart before turning to Frankie, “I'm just gonna tase you in the balls real quick.”
Sam pulled out her taser and within a millisecond Frankie had doubled over and was writhing on the floor in pain.
“Don't ever lay hands on my sister.” Sam threatened, looking down at Frankie.
“You fucking bitch!” He spat out, clutching where Sam had just tased him.
Tara stumbled out of your arms and took a few steps in front of you. She swayed a little so you placed your hands on her waist, making sure that she wouldn't fall over.
“Sam, are you fucking kidding me?” Tara shouted, laying one of her hands over yours, steadying herself. “You’re stalking me now?”
Tara looked at her sister, letting out a scoff before making her way out of the house. She gripped your hand harder as she pulled you outside along with her.
The younger Carpenter rushed down the street, you following in tow, trying to keep up with her. For someone so short you were surprised how fast she could walk.
At multiple points along the way, you had tried to get her to stop and calm down but it was no use. That was until you jogged a little closer to her, taking her hand in yours and pulling her around so she was facing you.
You held both her hands in yours, resting them on her chest as it heaved up and down. Your bodies were close, almost touching.
Looking into her eyes you watched as hers darted everywhere else other than your face, her lips were slightly parted, breath fanning over you as she tried to calm herself down.
“Hey,” you said softly, “look at me.”
“Why would she- I can't-” Tara rambled breathlessly.
“Calm down.” You smiled, pulling her into you.
She wrapped her hands around your waist and buried her head in your chest. You held her tight against you, feeling as she slowly decreased her breathing, back to its normal state.
You parted slightly, holding her shoulders, watching as a few tears fell from her eyes. You raised a hand and your thumb gently swiped them away. For a moment it seemed as if it was only the two of you and nobody else. But that moment was ruined when you heard Sam call after Tara.
“Tara!” Sam shouted, walking up to you both as Chad, Mindy, Ethan and Anika followed behind her.
“I can not believe you did that, you embarrassed me.” Tara shouted, moving away from your grasp.
“That guy was a dick, he was going to take advantage of you.” Sam said, pointing back behind her, gesturing to Frankie.
“So?” Tara snapped.
“So?” Sam repeated, shock evident on her face.
“If I want to hook up with an asshole, that's my decision.” Tara exclaimed, pointing to herself. “It's my decision.”
“Okay.” Sam sighed, trying not to roll her eyes.
“It's not about you, I mean- you're out of my life for five years and now you can't leave me alone for five minutes.”
“Because you are not dealing with what happened to us.” Sam remarked. “Have you even gone to see the counsellor? Once?”
“No, I'm not going to.”
“Why not?”
“Because I'm uninterested in living in the past like you are.”
“What's that supposed to mean?”
“Okay, Tara-” You tried, reaching for her but she just pushed you away.
“It means I'm not gonna let what happened to us for three days define the way I live the rest of my life.” Tara exclaimed, continuing the argument with her sister.
“So you're just gonna pretend it never happened?”
“What are you doing here, Sam?” Tara asked after a deep breath. “In New york? I mean you're working two shitty jobs and you help out or whatever but what's your plan?”
“I-” Sam stuttered, trying to think of something to say.
“I know what I am going to do, okay cause I'm gonna keep going to college and I'm gonna get my degree and I'm going to live my life.” Tara said, pointing to herself again. “My life!”
“Tara come on-” You tried again.
“Y/n, God! Shut up! You’re just like Sam! You both follow me and wont let me out of your sight.”
“Wha-? Hey, we’re just trying to look out for you.” You said, shocked that she snapped at you.
“I- I know, I know you both are but Sam, you can't do it for the rest of my life though. You have to let me go.”
“Hey!” Some random woman shouted, coming over to you all before she threw her drink over Sam. “Murderer!”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Sam questioned, pushing the girl into her friends causing you and Chad to quickly hold the older Carpenter back.
“Bitch.” The woman uttered, standing back on her feet.
“You got a problem with me?” Sam exclaimed, raising her arms in question.
“You guys should stay away from her, she knows what she did.” The woman said, pointing at Sam before walking away with her friends.
“I didn’t fucking do anything!” Sam shouted, trying to wring her shirt out.
“Okay, walk away Sam, walk away.” You said, gently pushing her away from the woman.
“I’m fine, y/n.” Sam sighed, looking up from her shirt and at Tara walking away from her again. “Go after Tara, before she breaks something in the apartment.”
“She didn’t mean anything she said, you know.” You smiled, trying to reassure her.
“Go.” Sam said, sending a small smile back and you gave her a nod before doing as told.
Once you finally made it back the door to Tara’s apartment was shut so you spent at least five minutes knocking on the door before someone heard and opened the door for you.
“Hey, where’s Tara?” You said just as Quinn opened the door.
“Oh! Uh- I think she wants to be left alone for a little while.” Quinn replied.
“Is she in her room?” You questioned, walking past her.
“Yeah but- y/n!” Quinn said trying to catch up to you before you got to Tara’s room but she was too late.
You opened Tara’s bedroom door and you were met with Chad and Tara leaning in for a kiss.
“Woah! Sorry!” You said, surprised, eyebrows raising in shock.
“Quinn!” Tara exclaimed, looking at the woman who was peaking over your shoulder.
“I’m sorry! I tried to keep them away!”
“You knew?” You asked incredulously, turning around to face Quinn who sent you a sheepish smile.
“Sorry.” Quinn winced.
“Unbelievable.” You muttered.
“What do you want, y/n?” Tara wondered, making you turn back to her.
“Oh uh- nothing.” You said, sending her a small smile as you rubbed the back of your neck. “I’ll leave you two to it.”
You backed out of her room, closing the door behind you but before it shut properly you heard Tara call out your name.
“Yeah?” You hummed, poking your head back in her room.
“Chad, could you give us a minute?” Tara questioned, turning to look at the boy beside her.
He gave her a nod with a small smile and left the room with Quinn, shutting the door behind him, leaving you and Tara together.
You stayed standing by the door, not really knowing what to do with yourself. You looked around Tara’s room but never looked at her.
Tara sighed and patted the space beside her on the bed, you obliged and sat down. Not knowing what to do you stayed quiet, playing with your fingers in your lap.
Tara instantly felt guilt creep up her, knowing that she was the reason for the tension between the two of you. She gingerly reached out her hand to touch yours but pulled back just before they could touch.
“I’m sorry.” Tara said quietly, it almost came out as a whisper. “I didn't mean to snap at you.”
“It's okay.” You smiled. “You were angry at Sam and I got in the middle of it.”
“Still-”
“It doesn't matter, it's all water under the bridge.”
“I may have told Sam to back away but I don't want you to.” Tara said, turning to face you.
“I’m not going anywhere.” You replied, taking Tara’s hand in yours. “You’re stuck with me.”
“Thank you, for not letting me go up those stairs.” Tara said quietly, resting her head on your shoulder.
“It’s no problem.” You smiled. “I doubt he’s very good in bed anyway.”
“True.” Tara snickered, thankful the two of you were back to normal.
“So you and Chad, huh?” You teased, knocking your elbow against Tara's side, causing her to remove her head from your shoulder.
“Oh, no, I don't like him like that.” Tara chuckled, causing you to cock your head to the side in confusion.
“But you were going to kiss?”
“No, he was just trying to get something out of my eye.”
Hearing Tara say that you felt the little green eyed monster crawl back to its hiding place and you let out a small sigh in relief.
You’d never tell Tara what you were feeling right now, especially since you’ve been friends since you were little. It wasn’t until after the events in Woodsboro where you started to develop feelings for her. Feelings that went a little more than friendship.
Unbeknownst to you, whilst you were caught up in your own head, in the other room Anika turned up the tv, showing the news.
Quinn ran back into your room and ushered you and Tara into the living room. Confused, you both followed her.
As you walked into the living room, you quickly noticed how everyone’s eyes were on the tv. Showing a man who was talking about how two university students were killed.
Looking to your left you caught Sam’s eye and you knew what was going to happen. You shook your head silently telling her to back down but she didn’t listen to you.
“Pack a bag, we leave in ten.” Sam said, before she walked off to the kitchen.
“Sam! Wait- Sam!” Tara called out as she followed her.
“We’re getting out of the city.”
“Sam! Hold on. Let's talk about this for a second!” Tara said. “Cause this might not have anything to do with us.”
“Are you serious?”
“It's a big city. It's halloween, everybody’s wearing masks.”
“Tara, this isn’t a coincidence.” Sam cut in. “You knew him.”
“Barely.”
“Chad, Mindy, y/n back me up.” Sam said, gesturing to the three of you, but you stayed quiet.
“I mean it is a little bit-” Chad started.
“Close to home.” Mindy finished off.
“See.”
“Quinn, your dads a cop, right?” Tara asked after a beat of silence. “Can you call him and find out what’s going on? Before you make the unilateral decision to abandon my college education and flee the fucking state.”
“I’m calling him now.” Quinn said, dialling her dads number.
“Thank you.” Tara said.
Suddenly Sam’s phone went off on the table causing everyone to turn their heads towards the sound, stopping in their tracks.
“Who is it?” Tara questioned.
“Why did everyone just freak out when her phone rang?” Ethan asked, confused about the whole situation.
“You gotta keep up my dude.” Anika huffed, leaning closer to Mindy.
“Sam, my dad wants to talk to you.” Quinn said, passing her phone over.
“Mr Bailey, hi.” Sam said, pressing the phone to her ear.
“Hey, Sam. I was actually just about to call you.”
“My sister thinks I am properly overreacting.” Sam said, causing Tara to roll her eyes.
“Unfortunately you're not.”
“What do you mean? What's going on?” Sam questioned, eyes darting at everyone in the room.
“I'm afraid I need you to come down to the station.”
“I'll be there in a sec.” Sam replied before hanging up the phone and passing it back to Quinn.
“Wait what's going on?” You asked, standing beside Tara.
“I’ll be back soon, I just need to do something.” Sam said, not giving away what she was doing.
“Are you going to tell us anything or..?” You continued, watching as the older carpenter got her keys, phone and put on her coat.
“I won't be long.” Sam smiled before walking out of the apartment.
You huffed, throwing your hands up in the air, not realising that Tara was also putting on her coat.
“Tara, no-” You started, walking towards her, trying to stop her from walking out too.
“Stay here, I'll be fine. Sam will be with me the whole time.” Tara said, placing her hands on your chest and pushing you backwards. “I’ll be fine, trust me.”
“If I don't hear from you-”
“I know, you’ll come and find me.”
“Please be safe.”
“I will, I promise.”
Tara gave you one last smile before she left the apartment too. Due to both Sam and Tara leaving, Mindy, Chad, Anika and Ethan decided to leave too. After everyone had gone it was only you and Quinn in the apartment.
You told her you would wait in Tara’s room till she got back and you got a hum of acknowledgement from Quinn as she rummaged around in the fridge.
Sighing to yourself, you flopped onto Tara’s bed. Staring at the ceiling you tried not to fall asleep and just as you were about to drift off, your phone rang.
Thinking it was Tara, you immediately answered without looking at the caller ID.
“Hello?” You answered.
“Hello, y/n.”
Body tensing, you realised whose voice it was. You pushed yourself to the end of Tara’s bed, eyes scanning around the room for anything suspicious.
“What do you want?” You questioned, hand tightening around your phone.
“Two things actually.”
“Oh yeah, and what’s that?”
“One, for everyone to know your secret-”
“My secret? What the hell do you mean by my secret?”
“And two, I want to see you suffer.” A chuckle passed through the phone.
“Well come and get me asshole! I’m right here.” You said through gritted teeth, raising an arm up beside yourself.
“Hmm, tempting. But I've got my eyes on someone else.”
“Spit it out then motherfucker!”
“Someone you seem quite fond of.”
The line disconnected and you felt your heart rate accelerate, practically beating out your chest. You threw your phone onto Tara’s bed, hands running through your hair.
“Fuck!” You shouted, quickly grabbing your phone, putting on your shoes and running out of the apartment.
Running down the flight of stairs you barged through the doors and onto the streets of New York. Your head snapped from side to side to try and find any sign of Tara.
Suddenly you heard a loud bang, one that sounded a lot like a gunshot. You ran in the direction that it came from and you were met with a corner shop.
Looking through the glass on the door you spotted someone wearing a ghostface costume, holding a shotgun as they looked around the store.
“Tara.” You whispered, watching as the ghostface’s head snapped to something of which you didn’t know.
Using that as an opportunity, you made your way into the store. Realising it may not have been your smartest idea, you quickly hid for cover.
Thinking of a plan in your head, you decided to move fast, hoping to distract the ghostface.
You rounded a shelf into another aisle where you came face to face with ghostface, luckily for you their back was turned and they walked away and into another aisle.
Letting out a quiet sigh of relief, you felt your body get a little lighter until you saw Sam and Tara crawling your way.
They stopped dead in their tracks once they saw you, shock evident on their faces.
“Get ready to run.” You mouthed to them and you put your hand up, stopping their protests. “Trust me.”
They gave you a nod and you made your way towards them, being as quiet as possible. You made sure the Carpenters were behind you when you made a small amount of noise, letting the ghostface know where you were.
Just as they stepped in front of you, in another aisle, you used all of your strength and along with Sam’s help, the two of you had pushed the shelf over and onto the ghostface.
A gunshot rang out and the three of you made your way out of the store. Police cars surrounded you and you felt Tara tug you closer to her so she could rest against your side.
As the three of you looked back at ghostface, they weren't there, only a ghostface mask on the floor with the back door swinging backwards and forwards.
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slut4teyam · 1 year
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I LOVE YOUR WRITING SMM
Can I request reader giving Loak head on his bday and it can gradually turn into some sort of p in v? Idk you decide the storyline boss
TYSMM and once again your writing is worth dying for.
-anon :D
Birthday Gift
(Lo'ak te Suli Tsyeyk'itan x F!Omaticaya Reader)
minors dni!
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Genre: fluff and smut
Warnings: swearing, slight teasing, dom!lo’ak, voyeurism (masturbation), cock riding, missionary, blowjob, tying up, p in v, praising, (please tell me if theres any i've missed!)
Backstory: Y/n and Lo'ak knew each other through their older brothers; Neteyam and Ateyo. Y/n had taken an interest in Lo'ak when she first saw him, which eventually grew into a crush as time passed. They mostly hung out with each other while their brothers did in the Hallelujah mountains, where they lived, but even so they had a close friendship. That all changed four years ago though, when Lo'ak approached y/n at a clan celebration, drunk, and confessed his feelings to her. Ever since then, they have been dating and spending every day together, not to mention they were sexually active with each other, as they were promised mates. It was Lo'aks 21st birthday, and Y/n had the perfect gift for him.
Lo'ak and Reader are aged up to 19+ years old!! (Other characters except for Tuk too! Tuk is 12 here, don't be weird)
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Today was your boyfriend, Lo'ak's 21st birthday, and Eywa did you have the perfect gift for him. You and Lo’ak have been dating for four years now, ever since he confessed to you at the clans victory celebration against another one of the sky peoples attacks. You've had an active sexual life ever since, feeling comfortable to try new things, and sometimes you'd even tease Lo'ak in public to the point where he'd have to pull you away and fuck you hard. Your perfect gift revolved around exactly that topic; sexuality.
"What's your gift for Lo'ak, Kiri?" you asked, walking alongside her to the Sully's tent. "I made him an armlet, he's been wanting a new one for so long." Kiri replied to your question before looking at you, "What is your gift? she asks you now. "Hmm," you hum out, looking up to create a 'thinking face', "Probably presenting myself to him naked, if not a blowjob." you laugh out as Kiri scrunches her face at your response. It was true though, that was EXACTLY your birthday gift for your boyfriend.
Kiri ended up chuckling lightly at your response too, as you entered the Sully's tent. You knew Neteyam was gone with your brother Ateyo, and Jake was probably hunting with his friends for tonights feist, like he had mentioned before. Only Neytiri and Lo'ak remained, as Neytiri was painting Lo'ak's body with your traditional paint. "Hi baby, happy birthday!" you say to Lo'ak, giving him a short hug along with a kiss. "Thank you babe," he chuckles after your kiss, as you follow Kiri to sit down next to Neytiri before giving her a soft smile that she always returned.
"Got me any gifts? Come on, spill it!" Lo'ak asks enthusiastically, making you and Kiri look at each other and burst out laughing at your previous conversation. Lo'ak looks at the both of you, confused. "What? Did something happen?" he asks, clueless of your reasons for laughing. You brush it off with your hand, calming down your laughter along with Kiri. "You're ready, Lo'ak." Neytiri speaks, standing to leave the tent as she holds the bowls of natural paint. Lo'ak nods at his mother as he kneels down next to you, immediately grabbing you by the waist and placing a rough kiss on your cheek.
"I should leave soon, the sun is setting and I still need to change." you state while snuggling into Lo'ak's shoulder. "Mind if I come? To help you undress and stuff of course." Lo'ak chuckles as you playfully slap his arm. "Behave, Lo'ak!" you lecture him once again playfully. Kiri chuckles, as Lo'ak gives you one last peck on the lips before you stand up and head towards the door. "See you in an hour, y/n!" Kiri shouts behind you, as you wave your hand back at her.
You leave the Sully's tent, heading over to your own to make preparations for tonight. You had a seductive, revealing outfit planned already. You quickly make it to your tent, as you didn't live far away from the Sully's.
"Hello, y/n." your mother speaks as you step inside of your tent. The whole clan was invited to the celebration of Toruk Makto's youngest sons 21st birthday, therefore your mother was getting ready as well. "Hi mother, you look gorgeous." You told her, as she smiled at you while thanking you. Your mother was a beautiful woman- she looked young even after two children. Most of your people say you got your beauty from your mother, and that was the best compliment you have ever received.
You walked over to your part of the tent as you gathered the pieces of clothing you had planned out, before quickly putting it on your body. You had put on a short loincloth in a dark shade of red, along with a top that covered your neck more than your chest, made of Pandora's most beautiful flowers, in the same shades as your loincloth. You had planned to keep your hair untied, and that was how you left it.
Pleased with your appearance, you grabbed your pocket knife along with one of your old but pretty loincloths, before sitting down on the floor. You cut a rectangle piece from the cloth, smoothening it with your hand before taking your ink and writing the words 'Meet me at your tent in 20 minutes - (y/n's initials)' on the piece of cloth.
slight time skip, at the party
You entered the celebration premises with the rectangle piece of cloth tucked into your current loincloth. The party was immaculate; the area was lit by torches, as your people either danced around a bonfire, or talked with each other while munching on the food. You smiled at your peoples festive spirit while looking around to spot your birthday boy, but instead you see your brother, Ateyo, with Neteyam. You start walking towards them, saying hi to others you know of on the way.
"Hi Neteyam, hi Ateyo" you approach the two males as they direct their attention to you. "What's up little sister," Ateyo asks mockingly, while slapping his tail on your back. He chuckles as you hiss at him, before rolling your eyes and turning your gaze to Neteyam. "Have you seen Lo'ak?" you ask him. He looks over to his left, trying to get a better view before speaking "Yeah, he's somewhere there" he points to the direction he was looking at "he was talking to dad and his friends." Neteyam adds.
You look the same direction as Neteyam pointed, seeing Lo'ak talking to older men with his dad. You turn your attention back to the two males in front of you. "I guess I'll just have to bother you while I wait for him to be free." a cheeky smile plasters on your face. Ateyo rolls his eyes now, huffing as Neteyam chuckles, before his gaze turns to an individual approaching you. "Hey guys!" Kiri exclaims while walking towards you, making you turn around and smile softly at her. "We're gathering to give Lo'ak his gifts, come!" she adds on, before walking back the same direction she came from.
Your smile grows cheeky once again, remembering your gift for the birthday boy. You follow Kiri while making a 'let's go' motion with your hand to the two males behind you, as they start walking too. You make your way to a more isolated place of the celebration area, where the volume of the music is lower, but the view of peoples festivity is still clear. You see some of Lo'ak's friends already there while you, Kiri, Ateyo, and Neteyam sit next to them in a semi circle. "I brought him, dad got so mad!" Tuk exclaims as everyone turns around to look at her, pulling a chuckling Lo'ak by the arm into the middle of the semi circle.
The people around started wishing Lo'ak a happy birthday, as he thanked them while sitting down. Your boyfriend looked at you, his gaze going up and down your partially revealed body, as he gulped before lookin away. "Let's start giving our gifts in order from the left, to the right side of the semi cirlce." Kiri suggested, as everyone nodded. One of Lo'ak's closest friends, Tsanten, was the first to give his gift, which happened to be a knife. Others went after, giving him gifts that varied from armor, to bracelets.
It was your turn to give him your gift now, as Kiri was before you and gave him the armlet she had made. Lo'ak loved it, as he quickly wore it on his arm before thanking Kiri. "Hands are empty, I wonder what you have for me babe." Lo'ak stated, as you smirked at him while pulling out the folded piece of cloth from your current loincloth, handing it to him. He looked at you, sarcastically smiling before unfolding the cloth and reading the note written on it. You tilted your head to the side as he read, your smirk never leaving your face.
He gulped, his eyes never leaving the note as he folded it right back, now tucking it in his loincloth. He looked up at you, smirking, while raising his eyebrows up and down before looking away. Your smirk just grew wider, before your expression became ‘worried’. "Oh how rude of me, I forgot to bring Lo'ak's actual gift!" you make up, "Can I please be excused to go grab it?" you ask while standing up, excusing yourself away from the crowd without anyone actually dismissing you. Your brother eyes you strangely before looking at Neteyam, who seems to understand what's going on with the cheeky smile on his face.
You walk away while swinging your tail, seductively looking back to see Lo'ak's deep gaze on you. You turn back around smirking, as you move faster. You were headed to his tent to make sure everything was in place, and to of course wait for your boyfriends arrival. You reach the Sully's tent, there was no one inside just like you had expected. You walked over to where Neteyam loaded his arrows, you had hidden two pieces of medium length rope when you came by a couple of days ago in preparation for your night with Lo'ak. You took the pieces in your hand and quickly headed over to Lo’ak’s mat, placing them close to it.
"I knew you had something planned," you heard Lo'ak speak as he appeared at the entrance of his family tent. You smirked as you looked over your shoulder, slowly standing up. “Of course, I planned the best of the best.” you stated while Lo’ak walked towards his mat, smirking as he got closer to you to the point where your back was touching his chest. “Mind leading me through this plan?” he asked in a raspy voice while leaning over to your ear.
You smirked, before turning around to face him. Your chests were touching now, as you looked innocently into his eyes, placing your hands on his shoulders. You started to slowly kneel in front of him, sliding your hands down his body while doing so, never breaking eye contact. You felt him tense up at your touch, as you finally got down on your knees and tugged on his loincloth. He licked his lips before smirking, as you directed your gaze from his eyes to his loincloth, slowly untying it. He watched your every move as the hard on he got from your previous touching grew.
You placed down the piece of clothing after untying it completely, coming face to face with his huge, erect cock, that wasn't so unfamiliar to you anymore. You looked back up at him, and saw him staring down right back at you, with deep, lustful eyes. Without breaking eye contact, you took his cock in your hands, giving it a couple of pumps before licking his tip. His breathing hitched, as you wrapped your mouth around his cock, sucking it while taking it in and out of your mouth.
"Fuck baby," he breathed out while biting his lower lip, "that pretty mouth of yours, taking me in so good." he added on, groaning when you twirled your tongue around his tip. He closed his eyes while his mouth opened, as he took his right hand and wrapped it around your hair, bobbing your head deeper onto his cock. You started gagging on him reaching down your throat, which made him throw his head back, continuously moving your head back and forth on himself.
"Mhm just like that baby, you're making me feel so good." Lo'ak praised you in a raspy voice before biting his lower lip. He was so close, and it got him even closer when he looked back down at you; tears were rolling down your face as his cock disappeared and reappeared at the entrance of your mouth, while you sat seductively in front of him, ass poking out. He let out a load groan as he came into your mouth, eyes rolling back into his head while he continued to bob your head, riding out his high.
He took himself out of your mouth as he kneeled down in front of you, staring at your teary face with a smirk, before leaning into your ear "Swallow it baby, make me happy" he whispered before backing away in front of you once again. You swallowed, never breaking eye contact as you opened your mouth wide for him to see his semen gone. His smirk grew wider, "Good girl." he whispered, before you smiled at him and slammed your lips onto his. He quickly complied to your sudden action, as he held you by your waist, pulling you on top of him while he moved himself to lean back on the wall.
With one swift move, you grabbed the pieces of rope you had placed next to his mat, as you lifted his right arm up, tying his wrist to the knitted branch walls. (i literally don't know what their tents are made of and since they don't have a headboard i gotta use my imagination ykyk) Lo'ak looks at you with pure confusion and shock, his eyebrows furrowing. "Really? Tying the birthday boy up? I think my gift should include touching you." he huffed out, as you smiled cheekily at his frowning and worked on tying his other wrist to the wall. "Hmm, maybe I have a show to put on." you grinned, backing away now that you successfully tied both of Lo'ak's hands to the branch wall behind him, over his head.
He stared deep into you as you sat on your spread open knees, moving your hands from your thighs, to your stomach, over your breasts, and to your neck. He watched your hands touch all over the places he couldn’t, as you started to tug on your top clothing. You smirked at him staring at you, while you removed your top, revealing your breasts to him. He licked his lips, not taking his eyes off of them as you took your left hand and drew circles around your left nipple, shortly before taking your hand down and tugging on your loincloth.
"So unfair" Lo'ak said in a deep voice, as you removed your loincloth, fully exposing your body to him. His open and hanging hands turned into fists when you started to roam your hands from your breasts to your soaking cunt. Fuck, he’d do anything to touch you right now. You bit your lower lip as you started rubbing circles around your clit with your right index and middle finger. Lo'ak moved himself to sit up properly as his already hard on grew bigger, his gaze never leaving your hands working their way on your womanhood. You smirked, and slowly put a finger inside, letting out a moan along with it.
"Baby let me make you feel good, not your finger" you heard Lo'ak say through his clenched jaw, moving his wrists harshly, trying to escape from where he was tied at as you kept thrusting your finger in and out of yourself. You grabbed your left breast with your left hand, moaning louder as you inserted another finger in, your speed gradually increasing along with it. Lo'ak tried to set himself free once again, trying to roughly pull his wrists away, but growled as he failed. "I wanna touch you" he spoke in a low tone, which turned you on even more. You kept moaning at every one of your fingers thrusts as Lo'ak growled out "Fuck".
You were so close to your climax but you stopped yourself, as you wanted Lo'ak to be the one to make you cum. You smirked as you took your fingers out of yourself, crawling onto his lap. He smirked at you, leaning his head back, but never breaking eye contact as you placed yourself on top of him. You lightly sat down on his tip before quickly lifting yourself up again, you were teasing him which led him into growling as he tried to get out of the ropes he was tied in.
You finally fully sat yourself on top of him before lifting yourself up, and repeating. He smirked, biting his lower lip and closing his eyes. "I wanna touch you, let me out of these" he whined out. You leaned in, continuously riding him as you started kissing and sucking all over his neck, making him groan at not being able to touch you. "Please baby, let me out of these, I need to touch you" he pleaded, but you just wrapped your arms around his neck as you slammed your lips onto his.
He kissed back, right before biting your lower lip and entering his tongue into your mouth, dominating it over yours. Eywa, he was so dominant even when he was tied up, it was so hot. You moaned into his mouth as he thrusted his hips into you, reaching deeper in. You smirked against the kiss, as you continued riding him-
You were under him. Moments ago you were on top of him, but now- his hands were next to your head, his body was hovering over you, oh Eywa. You turned your head to the side and saw the ropes you had tied him up with ripped apart, he had let himself out and with the swiftest, most quickest move, gotten you under him. He grinned at your shocked and confused face, "You thought Toruk Makto's son wouldn't be able to escape some ropes?" he stated in a mocking tone, taking his left hand to grab your right, and then left wrists, before placing them on top of your head.
He tightly held both of your hands with his left hand, as he moved himself down to face your exposed breasts. Without another word, he started licking all over your right breast, while sucking on your nipple. You whimpered under him, as he spat on the breast he was occupied with before turning his attention to the other one, now licking and sucking all over it. He was still in you, but wasn't fucking you. "Lo'ak" you whined out, as he left your now swollen breast with a string of saliva attached to his mouth, directing his attention to you and bringing his face in line with yours once again. "Yeah baby?" he asked, responding to you calling his name. "I need you to fuck me, having you in me isn't enough." you replied to his question, as he leaned back on his knees before pounding into you. Hard.
His left hand was still holding the two of yours over your head, as his right hand was holding you still by your hip. He threw his head back as you screamed out his name at the unexpected series of movement. "You like how I'm fucking you, hm?" he asked before licking his lips and sliding his right hand onto your left thigh, pushing it down to reach deeper in you. You nodded at his previous question, trying to calm down the fact that you were a moaning mess, but every one of his thrusts hit so deep in it was impossible to. “Come on baby, use your words. You like how I’m fucking you?” Lo’ak asked once again, as you screamed out “Yes!”.
“Good girl,” he replied to your response while endlessly pounding into you. You felt your previous climax approaching, as he hit right on your g-spot, making you clench around him. "I'm so close Lo'ak, right there yes yes yes!" you screamed out as he continued to thrust onto your g-spot.
He loved the pretty moans coming out of your mouth; it was like music to his ears. He loved how you clenched around him and screamed out his name, it got him closer to his own release. "Mhm me too baby, fuck you're so hot." he panted out, his stamina refilling with your moans as he thrusted in and out faster than ever. He looked at your body, fuck, you were perfect. Your curves, your hair, your tiny waist, everything about you was so perfect to him.
"Lo'ak!" you screamed out, releasing on him as his cock twitched inside of you. "Yeah baby me too," he groaned out as he came inside of you, but took his cock out shortly after to paint all over your stomach and breasts. "Mhm, gonna decorate my birthday gift real nice." he said, biting his lip right after. Lo'ak let go of your hands, as you placed them on his neck, pulling him in and kissing him. He kissed back, and this kiss felt nothing sexual, it just felt like pure love.
You were a panting mess when Lo'ak pulled away, smiling, as he plopped himself down next to you. You snuggled into his rising and falling chest, as he wrapped his arms around you, placing a soft kiss on your forehead.
“You are the best birthday gift I could ever receive." he said after some silence, which got you blushing like the first time he ever confessed. “Kiri’s gift was thoughtful too I’d say” you chuckled out, making him chuckle too. “I guess, maybe. You’re more useful though.” he replied to your previous response, making you place a soft kiss on his lips once again.
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I dedicate this fic to my bby @henrycavillswifey <33 genuine wifey and I think you deserve good Lo'ak smut 🤭 
Overall I REALLY enjoyed writing this, and I hope you enjoy reading it haha :))
I have some Neteyam requests I'm planning on getting onto soon hehe, and thank you so much on your support on my other fics <33
Until next time,
-dero
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eggsaladstain · 1 year
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so i thoroughly enjoyed season 2 even if it was extremely rushed and the fact that it’s not a 1:1 adaptation is genuinely so fun to me.
like i get it, things are different from the books, the characters have developed in way they did not in the books, but the books still exist. the show canon does not negate the book canon in any way - we just have twice as much canon now and honestly i fail to see the downside to that.
book/show spoilers under the cut.
let me start with the not so good before i get to the good.
the crows really got shortchanged this time around and most of their storyline definitely felt more out of place this season compared to the first. and as satisfying as it was to see kaz beat pekka, all the wesper and kanej moments, and have 5 of 6 crows all together (sorry matthias, better luck next time buddy), the show was not nearly as successful integrating the crooked kingdom plot points as it was the storm and siege and ruin and rising ones. but i get it, the crows were always going to be secondary to alina.
that said, i do love the idea of taking this heist most of us are already familiar with and turning it on its head with these new character dynamics. imagine an empowered and free inej returning to ketterdam to help a less burdened, less haunted kaz plan the heist. imagine jesper in his element, confident and proud of his grisha abilities now that he’s made peace with his past. imagine wylan and jesper openly flirting at the most inopportune moments. imagine nina and matthias presumably actually getting some screen time together?? the possibilities are endless and i can’t wait to see where they go with this.
now, onto alina’s storyline, which has the biggest departure from the books.
the show ends with alina killing mal, amplifying her power to singlehandedly destroy the fold, bringing mal back to life with merzost, and then killing the fjerdan intruder with the cut summoned from shadows instead of light and seeming to enjoy her newfound shadow power. this is the story of a savior who becomes a saint who finds herself turning into a heretic - dark alina arc let’s go!!
i love this direction for the show because it’s incredibly consistent with alina’s journey and the way she is constantly presented as a foil for the darkling, following in his footsteps even without realizing it. she has tremendous power and a desire to protect those she cares about, and she’s clever and cunning and willing to do whatever it takes to reach her goal, whether that’s burning a set of maps so she can join mal in his trip across the fold or agreeing to a political engagement to give ravka hope for the future. though she has mal and nikolai and her other allies, this is really her journey and hers alone - her journey of discovery to embrace her own power, even as she becomes that very evil she worked so hard to destroy. the message of the show is that power corrupts, and it corrupts even those with the best of intentions, perhaps especially those with the best of intentions.
in contrast, the book ending is pretty much the exact opposite - alina fights the darkling’s forces inside the fold alongside both the first and second army. she kills mal to amplify her power but ends up losing it altogether. instead of amplifying her, the amplifier gives her power to the first army soldiers and other non-grisha around her and they, an army of sun summoners, destroy the fold once and for all. alina then kills the darkling, mal is resurrected using regular grisha-means, and alina and mal live a quiet life running the orphanage in keramzin. this is the story of a savior who is allowed to die a saint and live a quiet, happy life afterwards - poetic cinema, beautiful in its subtlety and restraint.
there’s a lot of criticism about the way ruin and rising ends and i get it, i really do. was it necessary for alina to lose her powers in order for the other sun summoners to gain them? why is her love for her power seen as something greedy, something to be punished and taken away? god forbid women do ANYTHING. but i will defend this ending with my last breath because it’s such a wonderfully subversive way to conclude alina’s story and i really don’t think it deserves most of the hate it gets.
the original trilogy started out as a pretty generic story about a chosen one who was destined to defeat a great evil and ended instead with a group of ordinary soldiers and orphans being the heroes instead. call me sentimental, but i ADORE how it comes full circle - alina was, after all, an ordinary soldier and orphan when we first met her. throughout the books, we see how she struggles under the weight of her power and the burden of her responsibilities, and i just really love the way ruin and rising said no, you do not have to do this alone, you are not the only light in the dark, here are your fellow countrymen to support you in your greatest hour of need. so often, these stories end with the heroine saving the world and then being expected to continue keeping watch with the knowledge that they will be called upon again the next time the world needs saving. and ruin and rising again says no, you have done your duty, let someone else stand guard, you have earned your rest and you deserve it.
all this is to say that i loved alina’s ending in the books, and i love that it’s different in the show. we get to explore the other paths her story could have taken, we are not just limited to the one. i love the crows as they are in the books as well, and i don’t entirely mind how different they are in the show for the same reasons.
this is an adaptation that knows when to pull from the source material and when to create something entirely new. it was never meant to replace the books, it was created in addition to them, and i hope we get many more new stories after this.
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I was once again flicking through the Sandman comics and thinking about the changes made to the show (as I am pretty much always doing) and something that struck me as interesting is why they chose to swap out Tales in the Sand for Men of Good Fortune.
In the comics, The Sound of Her Wings is the last story in Preludes and Nocturns. Dream’s meeting with his sister Death closes out the first of the overarching storylines within the Sandman saga, and it ends with Dream finding some measure of peace after speaking with her, and finding joy in hearing the sound of wings.
This can be interpreted as the first bit of real foreshadowing of Dream’s desire to die. Anyone who has read the Kindly Ones knows how important The Sound Of Her Wings is as it is called back to heavily at the end.
In the comics, the next issue can be seen as a one off, but is included in The Doll’s House book. This issue is Tales in the Sand - the tragic love story of Dream and Nada.
Right after Tales in the Sand, we get to the Doll’s House, which begins the exact same way that episode 6 of The Sandman Netflix show ends - with Desire calling on Despair to begin their scheming over the existance of the vortex.
I found it very interesting how the show swapped out Tales in the Sand for Men of Good Fortune - a story which in the comics comes much later within The Doll’s House storyline.
On the one hand, it makes sense to move Men of Good Fortune outside of the Doll’s House story for pacing reasons. But by putting it where they did they have drastically changed the tone of the story in a few ways.
1. It changes the end of The Sound of Her Wings. Show!Dream doesn’t leave his sister to sit and find peace in the thought of death, instead he does the opposite, he immediately goes and seeks out the one person he knows who is quite literally the antithesis of death - someone who finds joy in living. It still ends the Preludes and Nocturns story with Dream finding some manner of peace and happiness, but not in the sound of wings. Instead, it’s in the reunion with his friend who loves life so much he refuses to die.
2. It takes the place of the only love story we are given for Dream at that point in the comics. The Sandman comics have a tendency to avoid revealling too much information about Dream too soon and up until this point in the comics, all we know about his love life is that he condemned a lover to hell 10,000 years ago, based on a very brief conversation in A Hope In Hell. Tales in the Sand is the expansion of that brief conversation, giving us at least one perspective of how the tragedy played out.
I am really curious about why they decided to leave it out of the show completely. Partly I think its because it isn’t exactly a flattering look at Dream as a character. Probably didn’t seem like good business sense to the people who wanted The Sandman to perform well to basically destroy your main characters likeability half way through the first season (imagine all the Twitter puriteens and anti types who would get on their high horses attacking Sandman fans and Neil Gaiman alike for daring to like a main character who comes across a little bit rapey in this particular story - among other horrific character flaws).
Also, Tales in the Sand generally fits better with the Season of Mists story arc overall, and I think we will get a much kinder and more forgiving version of this story in the show.
So instead of being introduced to the first of Dream’s lovers, we are introduced to Hob Gadling. Make of that what you will.
3. It makes the immediate cut to Desire at the start of The Doll’s House story all the more eyebrow raising. Part of the reason why I think Desire’s scenes follow on from Tales in the Sand is because Desire had a lot to do with Dream’s bad behaviour in that story, and what ultimately happened is partly their fault. It is brought up both in comic and show when Desire tells Despair that “Nada was a mistake” but in the show, this comment remains a mystery, whereas in the comic, it goes some way into explaining the horrific story we have just read.
In the show, instead it makes for absolutely beautiful subtext as they cut to Desire’s realm and the song Desire as Desire says “Attend sweet Sibling” whilst we have just watched Dream reunite with Hob and smile the first real smile he has had all season so far. For a split second on my first watch I legit thought Desire was talking to Dream at that point and encouraging him to hook up with Hob. It was a very confusing few seconds!
At the end of the day, I think the change to the order of these stories was a very good idea, even without the added level of shipping fodder it gives us Dreamling shippers. In changing the end to The Sound of Her Wings in the show, it removes the foreshadowing of Dream’s desire to die, which I’ll be honest, so far I can’t see at all in the show version of the story. Instead, we get a Dream who is happy for the first time after reuniting with his friend - who apparently waited an additional 33 years for him and built/refurbished a pub in that time.
I have a bazzillion more thoughts on the changes from comic to show on the Men of Good Fortune issue in particular, but that’s for another post. I just had to get my thoughts down as the more I read and re-read the comics, the more I feel like the show is considering a different direction, a more hopeful happy direction. But I guess we’ll have to wait and see.
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Lady in Waiting
A/N: first off I’d like to offer a disclaimer- there are some time jumps and I altered the storyline a bit just to save myself time. We’ve all watched the series and know what really happened so this is just me taking creative liberties. This is one of the longest fics I’ve written and I’m so happy it’s for our sweet boy, Osferth ❤️
Summary: you are Aethelflaed’s lady-in-waiting and are offered protection by Uhtred and his men, specifically Osferth. You’ve fallen for the man but you cannot give yourself to him fully until marriage. However, marrying the man you love is not going to be as easy as you hoped.
Warnings: a shit ton- dry humping, fingering, oral (f receiving, m receiving mentioned), unprotected p in v, violence, swearing
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“Thyra!! Thyra!!”
“Lady Aethelflaed!! Find her!”
The screams of the men were what drew you from the safety of the woods. Finan was the first to spot you as you stumbled your way back into camp.
“Lord, it is y/n,” Finan said. Osferth’s head snapped in your direction and his feet were immediately moving. Before he could reach you, however, Aethelred had his hands on you.
“Where is she? Where is the princess?” He didn’t give you a moment to answer before he was shaking you, asking you again.
Behind you, Thrya was in Beocca’s arms sobbing. She explained that you had all split up in the woods and that Aethelflaed was gone.
“She saved me,” you whispered. All eyes turned to you. “She hid me while the Danes, they…they took her.”
“She gave herself up for the likes of you? It should have been the other way around, should it not?” Aethelred was angry as his grip on your tightened.
“You will unhand her, lord,” Osferth snapped at him.
“I would listen to him,” Finan growled. Though you had not known the men all that well, you were Aethelflaed’s lady-in-waiting so you were familiar with them. You enjoyed their company and how respectful they were. The same could not be said for your lady’s new husband who had already made passes at you.
Aethelred let you go and you fell back against Osferth. He steadied you on your feet while staring down the lord of Mercia.
“We must head back to Wessex,” Uhtred said, looking around the destroyed camp. He watched as Aldhelm whispered to Aethelred who glared at you. “Osferth, you will bring lady y/n back to Winchester and keep an eye on things there for me. We will return to Cookham where Alfred wishes me to stay until we have news to share.”
“I will not be returning to Mercia, lord?” You asked softly.
“No, lady. I do not trust that turd to treat you kindly. Osferth here will protect you,” he said with a kind smile.
“I will take care of you,” Osferth said confidently.
“I know you will.” Finan and Sihtric exchanged a knowing glance when the young monk’s face tinged pink.
Once the camp was salvaged as much as possible, everyone hit the road. Uhtred made sure to keep you close to him and his men.
“I do not understand why I am being protected as if I am treasure,” you chuckled sadly.
“You are as good as gold, lady,” Finan told you.
“Better than,” Osferth added. You ducked your head to hide your smile at their flattery.
You could see Aldhelm and Aethelred scheming ahead of you but Uhtred assured you that all would be fine.
Once Uhtred and his men split off from the group, your nerves began to build. You trusted Osferth but you knew he was no match for the conniving lord of Mercia.
Osferth escorted you to the inn where you were informed that there was only one room available. Osferth paid for it and you brought your things to the room.
“I can find somewhere else to stay, lady,” he offered.
“Nonsense. You paid for the room, you should at least use it,” you told him. “We will be fine and now I know I will be safe.”
Osferth nodded and unpacked his bag. He allowed you to freshen up first before escorting you to dinner. The conversation flowed easily and you found yourself at ease for the first time since the camp was raided. You still worried about Aethelflaed but you knew Uhtred would do everything in his power to retrieve her safely.
“I wonder if they have made it to Cookham already. I am sure Lady Gisela will be happy her husband has returned. They are truly blessed,” you said.
“Gisela is a wonderful lady and they are both happy. That is all any could wish for,” he smiled in agreement.
“Yes that is true. It breaks my heart that not all get to marry for love. Should I ever be lucky enough to secure a husband, I hope he is kind.”
Osferth paused for a moment and looked deep in thought, conflicted almost.
“Any man would be lucky to have you and if anyone treats you with anything less than kindness, I will be sure to handle it myself,” he said. His words surprised you but also made your stomach flip.
You were fond of Osferth and knew he was a good man. But he was a warrior and you were not sure where he stood on the matter of taking a wife.
You finished your supper in silence before returning to your room. The two of you stood awkwardly, looking at the one bed.
“I will sleep on the floor.”
“No, we can share. It is big enough for two,” you said quietly.
“Lady, I’m not sure if that is a good idea,” he said. You feared you had offended him in some manner but waited for him to explain. “It’s just… you are… beautiful. And- it would not be appropriate for me to lie with you- sleep with you- sleep next to you!” He stuttered. You tried your best to hold back a laugh.
“So you cannot sleep in the bed because I’m…beautiful?” You tried your best to stay composed as the reddening monk but a small smile slipped through.
“For my own sanity, lady, I think it is best if I sleep on the floor,” he said rather embarrassed.
“As you wish,” you said. The two of you turned around so you could undress. He made a small spot on the floor for himself while you crawled into the bed.
Every time you would fall asleep, you were startled awake by Osferth tossing and turning, groaning in discomfort.
“Please, for my sanity and my sleep, get in the bed!”
“But-“
“Now!” You shrieked. You tended to get cranky when you were tired and you were exhausted.
“Yes, lady,” he mumbled. He laid as far as possible away from you, stiff as a board.
“I will not try and steal your virtue, Osferth. You may relax.”
“It is not you I am worried about stealing virtue, but myself,” he whispered. You turned toward him with wide eyes. He turned toward you as well and you just stared at one another for a moment.
“I must admit, since I met you my thoughts have been at war in my head. I wish my thoughts to remain pure, but- I do enjoy the impure ones as well.”
“And what is the subject of these impure thoughts?” You asked, filled with hope.
“You- Naked usually,” he admitted.
“Just usually?”
“Sometimes there’s not enough time and I just have to lift your skirt and take you right then and there.”
Your breathing was as heavy as the heart beating out of your chest.
“And which do you prefer?” You asked.
“I prefer when I get to have you completely bare before me and I get to take my time worshipping your body.”
Without another word you closed the distance between the two of you and kissed him with such passion you didn’t know you were capable of. He wasted no time allowing his hands to roam your body and claiming your mouth with his tongue. You moved closer to him to allow him on top of you. He was already grinding against your clothed core and you could feel how hard he was.
He began to press kisses down the column of your throat, making you moan in response.
“Osferth, fuck. We can’t,” you whined. As much as you wanted to, and shit did you want to, you couldn’t.
“I’m so sorry,” he said, scrambling off of you.
“No you have nothing to be sorry for! It’s just, I’ve taken a vow of chastity until marriage, which I’m much regretting right now,” you sighed.
“I understand, lady,” he said.
“Please, just call me y/n. And just because we can’t do everything doesn’t mean we can’t do some things,” you hinted. His eyes were as big as saucers when he realized what you meant.
“Are you sure? Because we can stop and that’s completely fine.”
“Always a gentleman,” you chuckled. “Yes, I’m sure. If it is a means to not break my vow completely then I am sure God will overlook.”
He needed no further compelling to resume his position and the heated make out session from before. His hand slid between your legs and cupped your center, making you jolt against him. He continued to rut into your leg as he slipped beneath your night dress and undergarments.
He moaned when he felt how wet you were and all for him. He slid his fingers between your folds and you were already trembling beneath him. He circled your clit slowly, building up the speed until you were moaning loudly.
“Where did you learn to be so good at this?” You asked breathlessly.
“Hanging around Uhtred and the others has its perks,” he smirked. “I hope this will please you without having to even enter you.”
“Oh it is pleasurable, but one finger might not hurt,” you whimpered pathetically. You wanted him so badly you were a hairs-width away from breaking your vow.
“No, y/n, this will have to do for now,” he chuckled.
“Will you make me beg, Osferth?”
“I would, lady, yes. Perhaps another time though.”
He sped up his ministrations on your clit and you threw your head back into the pillow. He took the opportunity to nip at your exposed neck. You encouraged him further and he began to leave love bites along your soft skin.
You felt a knot begin to form in your stomach and you began to thrust your hips to meet his fingers where you needed them most. He could tell you were close so he became focused on pushing you over the edge.
He was still humping your thigh and his moans were becoming louder which was enough to ignite the spark that sent your body ablaze. You screaming out his name triggered his own orgasm, which surprised you both but you found it incredibly attractive.
“Shit, I’m sorry,” he groaned.
“Don’t be,” you said before pulling him into a searing kiss.
“Let’s clean up and then we can sleep,” he said softly. You nodded in agreement and made your way to the water basin.
You slept wonderfully that night and that is how the evenings continued for the next week or so.
The first time he used his mouth on you you swore you saw heaven. You returned the favor of course and Osferth decided if it was going to send him to hell then it was worth it.
It wasn’t just sex though, there were feelings there. He was gentle and loving all while making sure to protect you from any angry Mercians.
Aethelred already word that the princess sacrificed herself to save you and that did not sit well with many. Osferth comforted you and told you that not only were you worth saving but that everyone else could be damned for thinking otherwise.
Uhtred and his warriors arrived in Winchester with news of the princess. He went straight to the palace while Finan and Sihtric went to find Osferth.
“Baby monk!!” Finan shouted as soon as he laid eyes on him at the ale house. Osferth immediately stood and welcomed both men with a hug.
“Lady,” Sihtric said, bowing his head.
“Oh come here!” Finan yelled as he pulled you into his arms. “Thank ya for keeping my baby monk safe in our absence.”
“It was no trouble at all,” you laughed. “I will go get you both some ale.”
“So is she your wife yet?” Finan asked. Osferth choked on his spit at his friends words.
“No! Why would you ask that?”
“We know how ya feel for her,” he chuckled.
“It does look like he has some repenting to do though.” Sihtric smirked as he pulled down the collar of his robe, exposing the marks you had left on him the night previous.
Sihtric and Finan howled as Osferth glowed red. You came back over with a jug of ale and two cups, a smile gracing your face.
“What’s so funny?” You asked.
“I see it’ll be a confessional for two,” Finan added, pointing to your neck. Instead of hiding from the teasing, you placed a kiss on Osferth’s cheek.
“We will confess when we’re done doing all that needs repenting,” you told them. Their eyes all went wide and it was your turn to smirk. You sauntered off to your room and left the men to catch up.
“Good thing ya left her in one piece- I don’t think that’s what Uhtred had in mind when he said protect her,” Finan chuckled.
“It’s not what you think,” Osferth rolled his eyes.
“So make her your wife and make it what we think,” Sihtric told him.
“Uhtred would not permit me to marry.”
“Why not? She is a nice girl and we like her. She’s good for ya,” Finan replied.
Osferth considered his friends’ words. He cared for you, loved you even, but would you feel the same?
Uhtred eventually joined and filled them in on the plan. They were to travel north to negotiate for Aethelflaed’s safe return.
“How is your lady holding up?” Uhtred asked Osferth.
“M-my lady, lord?” Uhtred and the others chuckled.
“He wants permission to marry her, lord,” Finan said. Osferth could not believe the audacity of his friend, well, maybe he could.
“So she is well then?” Uhtred laughed.
“She is, lord. And I would like permission for when the time comes.”
“Permission granted, Osferth.”
He couldn’t help the giddy feeling that bubbled up inside of him, but also the nerves.
“Come, let us drink our fill. The ale in the north isn’t nearly as good,” Sihtric said.
The men were fairly drunk by the time Osferth found his way to your room. You had fallen asleep but woke up when you heard him stumble into the room. You watched in amusement as he stumbled around trying to undress himself.
“Well hello there,” he said when he finally laid eyes on you.
“Hello, Osferth,” you replied. You pulled back the sheets for him so he could come to bed.
“Don’t mind if I do.”
He flopped onto the bed and it took some adjusting to try and get him comfortable.
“You will not have a good day tomorrow,” you said.
“Yes I will, because I get to marry you,” he said before drifting off into a heavy slumber. You, however, could not find sleep over the words he just said.
What did he mean he gets to marry you? You never agreed to such a union, although you would not protest. You would also both need your lord and lady’s permission before anything moved forward and your lady was a bit preoccupied at the moment.
The next morning, you waited to see if he would say anything. However, the only sounds emitted from him were groans when the light seeped through the window.
“Good morning, love,” you laughed.
“Is it?” He grumbled.
“Yes, I believe it is.”
“Go on ahead to breakfast, I’ll catch up,” he groaned. You pressed a kiss to his forehead before going to find food.
“Lady! Join us!” Finan smiled as soon as he saw you. You sat at the table happily and picked at some food.
“We leave tomorrow morning for the north,” Uhtred informed you.
“All of you?”
“Yes, all of us,” he said with a sad smile.
“We will all return to you in one piece,” Finan joked.
“You better,” you tried your best to smile.
“You will be going to stay with Thyra until we return. You will be safe with her,” Sihtric said.
“Perhaps you should go spend the day with your man; remind him what he’s fighting to come back to,” Finan said with a smirk.
“I think I’ll do just that,” you sighed, filling a plate to bring back with you.
You spent the day with Osferth, nursing him until the hangover passed.
You wanted to give him all of you, but you simply could not. You wanted to ask what he meant by what he said last night, but could not find the words in case he would regret what he said.
The next morning, you saw him out to the stables where the men were readying their horses.
“Promise you will return to me,” you said softly.
“I swear, my love, if you will make a promise in return.”
“Anything, Osferth.”
“Marry me.”
Your heart was racing as you processed his words.
“I- yes I will marry you,” you said, jumping into his arms. His friends all watched on in amusement and happiness.
“We will discuss it further when I return,” he said, unable to contain his smile. Thyra came and found you to bring you back to her house. You waved the men off and you couldn’t contain your excitement for their return.
All you had to do was get the Lady Aethelflaed’s permission. She was always so kind to you and you cared for her deeply, you were sure she would grant you permission once she was recovered.
The time passed slowly, but you found that Thyra was great company to keep. You waited for word of your lady’s recovery but you could tell there was unrest in the city.
Uhtred had sent a messenger back to the city to explain to Alfred the cost to buy back his daughter.
All of Wessex and Mercia was to help pay the ransom but what they did not know was that the princess had no plans to return south.
Osferth had sent a message of his own, alerting you to your lady’s plan and reassuring you that he was safe. You burned the letter as soon as you read it.
You wanted Aethelflaed to be happy and if this Northman was capable of doing that then blessings to her.
More time passed and men marched from the city. You became anxious and prayed every night that everyone you cared for would be safe.
You found yourself at the secluded lake one day, washing and enjoying the nice weather. You were lost in your thoughts and didn’t hear the person walking along the banking.
“What a sight for sore eyes.”
You whipped around in the water, clutching your chest.
“Osferth!”
You swam to the shore as quick as possible and ran into his arms, not caring you were wet and naked.
“If I’m welcomed back this way every time, perhaps I should leave more often,” he smirked.
“You should not,” you laughed, pulling him in for a kiss.
“As much as I’m enjoying this, perhaps we should get you dressed and back to town.”
“Yes- wait! What of Lady Aethelflaed?”
“She is back safe. The Northman did not make it. I will tell you everything later, I swear.”
He helped you get dressed and you made your way back to town. You greeted your friends who were already drinking the ale house owner out of house and home.
“I’m so glad to see all of you!”
“As we are to see you, lady,” Uhtred smiled.
“Aethelflaed is spending time with her family I’m guessing?”
“She is. I would give her a few days to settle in before going to the palace. Her husband is not in the best mood despite having his wife back,” Uhtred grunted. You rolled your eyes and sighed.
“Yes, he is a bit of an arse,” you mumbled.
“Just a bit?” Sihtric scoffed.
“Perhaps more than,” you laughed.
“Well luckily for you, your husband will be a kind man,” Osferth smiled. You pressed a sweet kiss to his lips while the other men pretended to vomit.
You gave the princess a week to recover with her loved ones before approaching her. She pulled you into a tight embrace and apologized for any terrible things her husband may have said.
“I am used to your husbands sharp tongue, lady. And I’d rather it be directed at me than you,” you said softly.
“You are too kind, y/n,” she replied.
“Speaking of husbands…I wanted to ask you something, lady.”
“Of course. You may ask me anything,” she said.
“I have had a marriage proposal and wanted to seek your permission.”
She grabbed your hand in hers with a huge smile on her face.
“Oh that is wonderful news! Who is it?” She asked.
“Osferth. Uhtred has already given his permission.”
Aethelflaed’s smile slowly fell as she considered your words.
“I am afraid I cannot allow that.” She said sternly. Your heart fell into your stomach.
“May I ask why not?”
“He is my father’s bastard and any children you may bare could lay claim to the throne in the future. I cannot permit such a thing to happen,” she said coolly.
“So you would deny me happiness due to the risk to your family? A risk that would not even occur!”
“You could not ensure that,” she snapped.
“But I could! He will have children of his own some day whether it be with me or another. Wouldn’t you rather it be with someone you are close to and would be on your side in the matter?” You tried reasoning.
“I have given my answer. Besides, I need you now more than ever,” she said in hushed tones, cradling her stomach.
“I did not put that babe in you so why should I have to care for it? And I’m guessing it wasn’t your husband who did either,” you said.
You knew your words would cut deep but you did not care. She had just robbed you of your happiness for her own selfish reasons.
“You will go to my chambers and pack my things. We leave first thing tomorrow. I order you to stay away from Osferth and any of Uhtred’s men.”
You said nothing as you turned on your heel and left the room. You could not believe her. You wanted to run to Osferth but you knew she could have you seized for disobeying her.
You rounded the final corner to the chambers and ran into Father Beocca.
“Child, what’s wrong?” He asked, noticing the tears on your cheeks.
“Lady Aethelflaed will not allow Osferth and I to marry for fear of our children trying to stake a claim to the throne,” you sobbed.
“That is absurd! I will speak to Uhtred and she will be reasoned with,” he reassured you.
You packed the princess’s belongings rather quickly in hopes of sneaking out to find Osferth. As if reading your mind, you heard a knock on the chamber door.
“Y/N?”
“Osferth?” You asked quietly. You met him in the hall and found an empty room where you could speak in private.
“You have heard the news?” You asked sadly.
“I have and I have more,” he sighed. “Uhtred went to speak with your lady but she is not having it. I gave her my word that any children we have would not be a threat to the crown but it was not enough.”
“I am so sorry, my love,” you cried. He pulled you into his arms and held you as you cried. He kissed you like it was his dying wish to feel your lips on his one last time.
“Time to retire,” you heard Aethelflaed call from outside the door. “Say your goodbyes.”
“I will see you again, my love,” he whispered.
You could do nothing but nod sadly, parting from him with one last kiss.
The next day you journeyed back to Mercia with the Lady Aethelflaed and her men. You did not speak to her and she did not speak to you other than what was necessary.
That is how it continued for weeks on end. You were miserable and as much as she tried to reason with you, you refused to listen. The weeks turned into months and slowly life returned to as close to normal as it would.
Your lady swelled with the child and when she was born, you were torn between joy and pain. You were happy for her, for her healthy baby made from love, but you resented her from tearing the same opportunity from you.
4 years later…
“Men! There are men in the kitchen!” One of the nuns shrieked.
“Bar the door!” Aethelflaed yelled.
You hid yourself in a corner while everyone was quiet.
“Is it Danes?” Someone asked.
“What if I am Saxon by birth but Dane by heart?” Uhtred called from above.
“Uhtred? You came!” Aethelflaed sighed in relief. “Open the door.”
The nuns opened the door and the rest of Uhtred’s men, including your beloved Osferth. Your heart nearly stopped in your chest when you laid eyes on him for the first time in years. He hadn’t noticed you yet and you let yourself drink him in.
He looked like your same, sweet Osferth, but more of a man. His jaw was sharper and he looked more muscular than you remembered.
As much as you enjoyed admiring him, you couldn’t help but wonder if he had found another to marry. He was handsome and a fierce warrior, you were sure he caught the attention of many ladies.
“Would you please helps the nuns in the kitchen please, y/n?” Aethelflaed asked you. Osferth’s eyes darted to yours and it looked like he had seen a ghost.
“Yes, lady,” you mumbled as you joined the other women in the kitchen.
Osferth wanted to follow, but he knew he shouldn’t. He had missed you greatly but he knew if he held you in his arms once more that he wouldn’t be able to let go.
Aethelflaed kept you busy while the men were there to keep you distracted from Osferth. It wasn’t an easy task but you managed to avoid him other than at meal times.
One morning, you were all eating breakfast when you heard a scream outside and nuns came running into the hall.
“Danes! Outside and they have hostages!” The abbess shrieked. “They’ve asked for the Lady Aethelflaed.”
“You must go and speak to them, tell them she is not here,” Uhtred told her.
“I cannot!”
“You must, even if it is only to buy us time to make a plan.”
“I will do it,” you offered.
“No!” Osferth argued.
“I will go,” the abbess said, taking your hand in hers. “It is my responsibility.”
The door was barred shut behind her as Uhtred and Aethelflaed watched from the window. You found yourself mindlessly gravitating toward Osferth until your side was pressed to his.
Finan and Uhtred discussed a plan forward when you heard the abbess scream outside. She was dead. And you feared that you were all next.
“Ladies, to the back. We will handle this,” Finan said, ushering you and the nuns to the back of the hall. Osferth gave you a small nod before readying himself with the other men behind the door.
The action broke out before you could even register it. You did your best to remain calm while you watched the battle in the hall before you. Uhtred seemed to have the advantage but a few Danes managed to slip by them.
“Hello, ladies!” They laughed menacingly.
“Leave them!” You yelled, standing in front of the nuns with your sword drawn.
“I like them feisty,” one chuckled. The other easily knocked your sword from your hand and grabbed you. You thrashed against him but it was no use as he overpowered you.
“Come men! Outside!” Haesten yelled. You were dragged toward the door but before the men could get any further, the one that was holding you suddenly released his grip.
He fell to the floor in pain while the other tried to fight his attacker. You watched Osferth fight the larger man but he eventually bested him and drove his sword through the Dane’s heart.
He swept you into his arms and held you tight.
“No one will take you from me again,” he sighed.
Uhtred drove the remaining Danes from the nunnery but you knew that was not the last you’d be seeing of them.
“We must travel to Aegelesburg, to tell my husband and father of what has happened here,” Aethelflaed informed everyone.
“We will accompany you,” Uhtred said. You glanced at Osferth who offered you a shy smile.
The journey was not too long and it was no surprise you were met with resistance at the gates.
“You are welcome, lady. But the outlaws must remain outside the hall,” Steapa told you all.
“Y/N, please secure food and ale for these men in my absence,” she told you. So off you went in search of provisions for the warriors.
“Lady, wait for me!” Osferth called after you.
“I thought I told you not to call me that,” you joked.
“Well those were different times,” he sighed.
“Yes, I suppose they were. Perhaps you should call me lady out of respect for whoever you’ve chosen to take as your wife.”
You entered a storage shed where you knew they always kept an extra supply of food and ale.
“I have no wife, lady. I could never,” he said quietly. You turned to face him and you could see the sadness in his eyes.
“Surely there have been others?”
“I could never,” he repeated.
Against all reason, you flung yourself into his arms and pulled him into a kiss. You tried to pour every ounce of emotion you had been feeling for the last few years into the kiss so he would understand how much you had missed him.
He had you pinned against the counter as he allowed his hands to re-familiarize themselves with your body. His tongue fought for dominance with yours and you could not control the moans of contentment that were spilling from you. Your body was on fire and you wanted nothing more than for him to take you right there.
“Osferth, my love, please. Please, I need more,” you whined.
“We cannot, not here.”
“Then take me elsewhere, anywhere,” you begged.
“As much as I would love to ravage you right now, you know it would not be right.”
His words caused frustration to bubble up inside of you and for a damn to break.
“I am sick and tired of people telling me what is wrong and what is right! I am tired of people telling me no and controlling my life, denying me happiness and what I want!” You snapped.
Osferth was surprised by your outburst but he understood. He often felt anger whenever he thought on the situation and of how it was unfair.
“It was your wish to remain chaste until marriage and you know we cannot,” he said.
“Well then I take back my oath. I will never marry if it is not to you and therefore give you permission to ravage me,” you said defiantly.
“Are you certain, my love?” He asked.
“Please do not make me beg,” you whined.
“I did tell you perhaps another time,” he chuckled. “Tonight then. Because our first time will not be in a storage shed in the open.”
“Tonight it is.”
You couldn’t help the smile that enveloped your face. The two of you sorted yourselves out and grabbed some food and ale to bring to your friends.
“Jesus! We thought we were gonna starve!” Finan yelled when he finally laid eyes on the two of you.
“Yes, you look as though you’re withering away,” you joked.
“We are!” Sihtric argued.
You set the food down before them and joined them, sitting next to Osferth. He kept a hand on your leg at all times which did not help the growing fire in your belly. Tonight could not come soon enough.
Uhtred was eventually allowed into the hall to speak with Edward and Alfred. The men were finally full and content, allowing you and Osferth time to sneak away.
“You are still certain you wish to do this?” He asked.
“Do you not wish to bed me, Osferth?”
“I do! I do, I just wanted to make sure.”
“Well I am sure, and I thank you for asking,” you said.
You silently led him to your chambers and closed the door securely behind you. Neither of you moved for a moment and all of a sudden you both burst into a fit of giggles.
“It is not like we have not done anything before,” you laughed, finally breaking the tension.
“I know but it has been so long and I get to have all of you now,” he said, stalking toward you.
His nimble fingers unbuttoned your dress, and you allowed him to pull it from your figure. You helped him with your undergarments while he rid himself of his own clothes. You took a moment to drink each other in before your hands were grabbing at anything they could touch, tongues entwined once more.
He guided you to your bed where you landed softly on the furs. Your legs fell open naturally, welcoming him between them. His nose grazed your inner thigh while you waited for him to act.
“I have missed this,” he sighed before diving into your cunt.
He licked a fat strip between your folds before settling on your clit. You had been untouched for so long that every ministration sent shockwaves through your body.
“Fingers, I need your fingers, Osferth,” you moaned.
“No, nothing shall enter you before my cock. After that, my love, I shall give you whatever you want,” he said.
He licked and sucked until you were mere moments away from the edge. You did your best to be quiet but it was difficult with the gorgeous man with his head between your thighs.
“Osferth, I am close!”
He focused on the spot he knew was sure to send you into your bliss. You thought about what was to come next, having him inside of you, and that was enough to throw you over the edge.
Your body writhed on the bed but he held your hips down while he lapped at your soaking cunt.
“I need you, please,” you begged.
He crawled his way up your body and kissed you, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue. You could feel his cock poking your entrance and it caused your heart to race.
He slid it through your slick folds a few times before slowly sinking into you. He went slowly, trying to allow you time to adjust. He knew he would not last long either so he wanted to savor the feeling for as long as he could.
“You feel amazing,” he grunted, finally fully sheathed inside you.
“I must have died and gone to heaven,” you sighed happily.
He began to pull out gently before rocking back into you. The more you grew accustomed to his size, the faster he began to thrust.
He hid his face in the crook of your neck, trying to hold on as long as possible. Your walls fluttering around him were torture as he didn’t want it to end.
“I am afraid you feel too good wrapped around my cock,” he groaned.
“Cum, Osferth. Let me feel you,” you told him.
A few more thrusts of his hips and he was emptying inside of you. Your name fell from his lips like it was the only prayer he knew.
His hand slid between the two of you and found your clit. He rubbed you slowly, still fully seated within you.
He felt you clench around him and he knew you were close. He sang sweet praises in your ear until your back was arching off the bed and you were cumming for the second time. If he was not already so spent from the first time, he would have begun fucking you again. But to feel your sweet cunt swallowing him up as you came was satisfaction enough for now.
He cleaned you off as best he could before joining you in bed. You pulled the furs over the two of you and laid on his chest.
“What are we to do, Osferth?” You asked sadly.
“Sleep?”
“No, silly. I cannot go years without seeing you again- without touching you.”
“Do you think your lady may be persuaded now that time has passed?”
“I doubt it. Perhaps I could just run off with you…but she would know who to find me with,” you sighed.
“We will find a way. I swear it,” he told you.
Days had passed and the leaders prepared their armies for battle. You did not want to let Osferth go but you knew he would be returned to you safely. Victory always favored Uhtred and his men.
A year or so later…
“Beg me, my love. Beg me to fill you with my seed and you will have it,” Osferth whispered into your ear. He pounded into you as you could barely register what he was saying.
“Please! Please, fill me. I need you, my love,” you cried.
Your vision went white as your orgasm crashed over you, his hips still slamming into you. Your nails dragged down his back, causing him to lose his rhythm and spill into you.
The two of you had spent the better part of the last year speaking behind Aethelflaed’s back. You considered getting married in secret but Osferth said you deserved better than that.
Change was coming, you could feel it. So you tried to enjoy your lover for as long as you could.
“Aye! If you two are done in there, we need to get going!” Finan yelled.
“Be there in a minute!” Osferth yelled, rolling his eyes. “My apologies, my love.”
“I understand you must go. Battle awaits,” you sighed.
The Danes had sacked Mercia while Aethelred played king in East Anglia. The hope was to best them in Tettenhall, luring C’nut there through his sons, who he thought to be slaughtered.
“I will return to you, as I always do,” he smiled.
Waiting to hear word of either victory or defeat was always a challenge. Losing Osferth before you even really had the chance to live a life with him would surely be your undoing.
A weeks time had passed while you busied yourself around Aegelsburg. Your heart dropped into your stomach when you heard the call for the gate to be opened. Men rushed in with a body on a cart. It was not your Osferth, but Aethelred.
The lord had been injured in battle and you wished you could say you felt sorry for him. His treatment of his wife, and any other woman really, did not allow for such kindness.
Aethelflaed and Edward began preparation for a new lord to be chosen should her husband perish.
Aelfywnn was an obvious path but that was not suitable for she was just a child. Many of the young men of prominence in Mercia had been slaughtered by the Danes.
Unbeknownst to Aethelflaed, Edward went behind her back and sought out Uhtred. Uhtred was popular with the people and Edward felt he could be inclined to follow Wessex.
Aethelflaed objected, of course. Her love for Uhtred did not outweigh her duty to her country. He was not the right choice, she felt, but then men could not be dissuaded. Uhtred’s men were over the moon, thankful to finally have some wealth and power.
“Uhtred, do you swear to lead Mercia on a path that is righteous and beneficial to all Mercians?” Ludeca asked.
“I swear.”
“Does the wittan agree to appoint Uhtred the next Lord of Mercia?”
“Aye! Aye! Aye!”
Aethelflaed watched on in discontent.
“Then Uhtred, we hereby proclaim you Lord of Mercia! You may take your throne!”
Uhtred stood before the Wittan with a sly smile on his face.
“I am grateful for this opportunity to rule over Mercia. However, I do not feel like I am the best choice. There is someone who will put this land above all else and that is the leader Mercia deserves! So my first act as Lord of Mercia is to relinquish the throne in favor of the Lady Aethelflaed.”
Gasps erupted around the room and Edward was furious. The princess was as shocked as anyone else.
“A woman cannot sit on the throne! What if she chooses to remarry? That man would be the new lord therefore bypassing the Wittan,” someone argued.
“If it pleases the Wittan, I will swear an oath to remain chaste so long as I sit on the Mercian throne.” Aethelflaed offered.
“You will also swear one thing to me,” Uhtred said.
“What is it?” She asked.
“I will relinquish the throne to you if you swear to allow y/n to marry Osferth. End their suffering and allow them to be wed. There will be no threat,” he whispered.
“That is what you require? Not land nor silver?”
“Everyone deserves happiness and they have been denied long enough. Plus I am tired of them sneaking around,” he chuckled.
“Fine. I swear to you, Uhtred, I shall allow them to marry. And I swear before the Wittan that I will remain chaste as Lady of Mercia!”
“Then it is settled. Lady Aethelflaed, take your throne!”
Meanwhile, the men were celebrating in the ale house unaware of what was occurring. You took the time enjoy everyone’s company, certain you would have to leave with the princess some time soon. You doubted she would stay in Aegelesburg and were certain she would take you with her.
“Men, lady,” Uhtred said as he walked through the door.
“The Lord of Mercia visiting an ale house? How scandalous!” Finan laughed.
“I was lord for all of five minutes,” he chuckled. “I gave up the throne in favor of Lady Aethelflaed.”
“You did?” You gasped.
“I did- but not before some oaths were made.” The smile on his face was cunning, that of a cat who swallowed a canary.
“Care to share those oaths, lord?” Osferth asked.
“Firstly, the Lady of Mercia will remain chaste as long as she sits on the throne,” he said.
You knew how upset that must have made him; his love for your lady was no secret.
“Secondly, a marriage has been arranged.”
“Who is it, lord?” Sihtric asked.
“We have a wedding to plan, boys,” Uhtred chuckled.
“Lord?”
“If y/n still wishes to be married to the baby monk, that is.”
“That is not a funny joke, Lord Uhtred,” you said, the nerves evident in your voice.
For so long you wished to hear those words but now that you had, you couldn’t allow yourself to believe them to be true.
“It is no joke, Lady. I told Aethelflaed that if she wanted the throne, she needed to let the two of you wed. So you have our permissions.”
“This is true, lord?” Osferth asked, standing in excitement.
“Is it true? How many times do I have to repeat myself? It is true!”
“Let us find Father Pyrlig! We shall marry at once!” Osferth pulled you into his arms as you cried in happiness.
“Father Pyrlig may need a few minutes,” you heard someone groan from behind you.
You all turned to see Father Pyrlig laying on the table surrounded by empty cups of ale.
“We shall marry tomorrow then!” Osferth laughed. Your friends cheered for you as you clung to the man you loved most.
God had blessed you at last and you hoped for that favor to continue in your marriage as you hoped to one day have a family with Osferth- in a small home with the safety of your already made family surrounding you.
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