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theyoungeragrippina · 4 months

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🫶🏻 15 gentlebeard/blackbonnet fic recs

(17 if you squint)

hey legends, in this bittersweet period where a lot of a us are feeling gutted but simultaneously, rebelliously hopeful, i've emerged from my reading den to showcase to you all some of the brilliant talent we have in this fandom! these fics are some of the best of the best, and i hope you love them just as much as i do! <3

they are all complete, do not feature any ongoing steddyhands/edizzy/stizzy, and are above 20k words.

peruse part 1, part 2, and part 3 at your leisure if you want to compare our tastes/devour more fine literature, or check out my masterlist as an ao3 collection.

adrift between the dreaming seas by @dandy-pirate-time

49k, mature, locked

stede lives a cursed life on a moving island, until the monotony of his days is suddenly interrupted by the fearsome kraken.

this was such a fascinating & incredible idea! i love how it manipulates aspects of the original story and transforms them into parts of the cursed island <3 sweet & unique & magical. i want to hug poor stede.

Five Birthdays and a Funeral by @bizarrelittlemew

58k, explicit

"When Ed and Stede's friend groups merge, they meet at a birthday party, and Stede's life is turned upside-down. As they collide again and again, he not only has to figure out what Ed means to him, but what he means to himself."

stede gets to be oblivious and a bit of a silly goose as a treat. also: treasure hunts, lucius is the best, ed has a cat whom i would die for, such a sweet & heartfelt fic. you will be so unbelievably fond of this version of every character.

The Ghost of Frigate Point Lighthouse by @piratecaptainscaptainpirates

53k, explicit

"When history professor Stede Bonnet goes to investigate rumors of a ghost haunting the local lighthouse, he's thrust into a mystery centered around the ghost of one of the most famous pirates of all time."

was SO eager to read this and it did not disappoint!! it has everything - fun, magic, mystery, tired TA lucius, and a lil bit of seduction. good enough that i am worried the author may actually just be a sea witch recollecting events he personally witnessed.

Haunted by @thepirateroo

60k, explicit

"The Kraken is a famous spiritualist, working the music halls of 1920s London to help families communicate with their dead. But Stede Bonnet knows that underneath the fame and illustrious title, Edward Teach works as a ghost hunter, debunking the spirits he makes his living off."

this is, genuinely, in the top 5 fanfics i have read for any fandom EVER. i wouldn't bat an eyelid if i read this exact work as a published novel in a bookstore. the mystery is so good and had me guessing and re-theorising constantly, the characterisation is brilliant, and the emotions are perfect. i cried, i laughed, i felt sick with worry for the characters, and i couldn't stop reading until i was done.

haunt me, then by @hyruling

28k, explicit

"He releases the ropes slowly, barely registering the burn as they slip through his fingers. Then, fallible as Orpheus, turns to meet his ghost."

post s1 fixit fics ily. everyone needs some therapy. really VERY well written and a joy to read.

Homeward Bound by mari_who

51k, explicit

"In the long-ago year 2000, bouncy blonde boy-band member Stede Bonnet is 17-year-old Edward Teach's gay awakening. Decades later, Ed hears a voice he could never forget."

i said 'ohhh no poor ed/stede' so many times while reading this. a lovely exploration of emotion and human connection, and finding yourself when everyone else has always defined who you are on your behalf.

I just need some air by @cuddlytogas

26k, teen

"Stede Bonnet's been having panic attacks for almost as long as he can remember, suffocated by pressure and expectation... When [he] finally takes his life back — divorces Mary, moves to Melbourne, starts his own event management business — things get better, but he's still no good at parties. He still needs some air, even at the very events he's brought to fruition. Meanwhile, Edward Teach, renowned chef and owner of Blackbeard's Catering, is wondering why the newest bigwig in events still hasn't hired him."

zoomed through this faster than lightning mcqueen. such a lovely writing of stede, ed and the whole crew - it feels like there's depth in every character, even background ocs.

also fantastic australia rep (i was jumpscared by mention of the cotton on group) AND i've been to the bar the final scene takes place at!!!! most exciting reading experience of my life.

i'll be your treasure by @monksofthescrew

48k, mature

"Wasn't the Dread Pirate Blackbeard rumored to have a hoard hidden somewhere near Essex? It's a metal detecting AU. They're detectorists. They fall in love."

i LOVE this fic so much it is just,,,, so sweet. stede does self-discovery and is seduced. ed is a bit of a goose and i'm obsessed with him. doug and mary are lovely. alma is so cool and i love her.

+ the sequel! drift o'er the rolling hills, swim through the briny sea (made me cry. btw. doug keeps being the best.)

The Kraken's Sacrifice by @trinityofone

22k, explicit

"Every year, a person is chosen—supposedly at random—to be sacrificed to the Kraken, to quell the sea's worst storms and to stop the taking of ships... Stede discovers that there is much more to the creature than he was led to believe—and that they have a deeper connection than he could have ever dreamed."

i LOVED this okay. it was funny and sweet and gave an interesting spin to the ed-is-the-kraken genre. get both of these boys some self-esteem asap. also comes with art by @avatoh!!!!!

lovers in a dangerous time by @veeagainsttheday

52k, explicit

pacific rim au - "Edward Teach becomes a jaeger pilot, first with Izzy Hands and later with Stede Bonnet. It’s not easy trying to save the world and falling in love with your drift partner…"

made me feel every emotion under the sun, including foaming at the mouth jealous that i don't have a drift partner. absolutely, masterfully written. i've popped this link first since its the fic that focuses on stede & ed, but it was written as a prequel for:

+ catagory five: a shatterdome romance by @owlinaminor (27k, mature), which focuses predominantly on jim & oluwande, and which i also massively recommend reading (first). it's told through lucius' words and made up of journalistic notes and transcriptions, and its really terribly clever. i knew nothing about pacific rim before this, and now i'm really very invested. if i wrote something this fantastic (& creative & wildly unique) i would never shut up about it.

More of the Gravy Basket than of the Grave by @veeagainsttheday

36k, explicit

"Ed and Stede’s ‘unorthodox friendship’ ended four months ago when Stede left Ed without a word after Ed asked him to run away to a parallel universe with him. They’re thrown back together when they’re summoned to perform a supernatural exorcism at the Hillside Hotel during a blizzard."

this has got to be one of the coolest and most creative fics i have ever had the pleasure of reading. genuinely kept me guessing and so so intrigued, PLUS the most sweet stede & ed dynamic!!!

Nothing Missing in My Life by @semisweetshadow

63k, explicit, locked

"Hollywood action star Ed Teach is bored with his celebrity life. Everything changes when he meets Stede, a sweet extra working on the set of his latest film shoot. Stede doesn't know who Ed really is and treats him like a real person and Ed can't help wanting to keep him."

ed plays an action hero called jeff the accountant, and if that's not immediately the greatest synopsis ever idk how else to win you over. hilarious, clever, & so heartfelt. i gasped and said 'oh no' with a hand over my heart nearly as many times as i laughed out loud.

not pickles by smallestchurch

84k, explicit

"Ed's minding his business when the new neighbor's kid comes around holding a human puppet. It's creepy as hell, but as soon as the kid's father rounds the corner, Ed doesn't mind."

i actually feel a bit ill when i think about this fic because i love it so overwhelmingly. there's family, and healing, and good food and friends, and ed teach and louis bonnet become the dynamic duo they always had the potential to be.

Our Fangs Mean Death by @flawedamythyst

87k, teen, locked

"Master Vampire Blackbeard's afterlife is enlivened by the arrival of a new coven in town, lead by the self-styled Gentleman Vampire. Now here's a Master who doesn't mind shaking things up by wearing clothes 300 years out of date, buying a massive gothic mansion for a lair, and leading the most eclectic coven Blackbeard has ever seen."

ridiculously fun. this is the vampire novel/fic i didn't know i needed and i loved every silly second. stede really gets to fulfil his dad-ness. i'm furious i can't join the gentleman vampires coven irl, will just need to embrace the gothic vampire aesthetic in my own life.

Wayfaring by @justkeeptrekkin

35k, explicit

"The downside to being stuck on a desert island is that Stede's not awfully good at adapting. The upside is that he and Ed can finally have some peace and quiet– that is, if Ed ever wakes up from the gunshot wound in his stomach."

the sweetest desert island fic, feat. the cutest piglet in the world, a little bit of pining, a helpful skeleton named dusty, and some of the best & most accurately written stede and ed content ever (imo).

#really cannot emphasise how brilliant every one of these fics is #they are all worth 100 million kudos and eternal love #please lmk if i have mistagged anyone or not tagged u!!!#or lmk if u have any favourites or other recs #i would love to talk more about any one of these #ofmd #our flag means death #renew as a crew #save ofmd #ofmd fic recs #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #blackbonnet fic recs #gentlebeard fic recs

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locution-youngster-enjoyer · 2 months

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One headcanon for pretty much every wordgirl villain

Amazing Rope Guy's birthday is April 1st

The reason BLHG has a.. big left hand is because he has the condition Hemihyperplasia (which from what i've seen causes a part of a person's body to be larger than the other. Pls correct me if this is wrong, i am not familiar with the condition)

Brent is multilingual (since Chuck is his half brother, Brent's father spoke spanish, which inspired Brent to learn more languages)

Captain Tangent binge watches pirate movies in his spare time (E.g: Peter Pan, Treasure Island, Pirates of the Caribbean, etc)

Chuck has a video game collection that he's very proud of. It's full of older, retro games, and he also owns all the consoles to go with them.

Glen owns a body pillow, im not specifying of who. That's up for interpretation.

You know how Dr Two Brains is based on the myth that mice like cheese? In reality, mice prefer grains and berries. I'd think it would be funny if in a situation where he was forced to exclusively eat berries and grains, it'd make him ill (similar to how cheese really affects mice).

Eileen's last name is 'Rucker,' which is a German last name meaning 'thief' or 'Greedy'

Maria and Eileen are the absolute bestest of friends, with Eileen treating Maria like a little pet.

Granny May used to do ballet when she was younger, which gave her some of the agility she now has.

I couldn't think of a headcanon for Guy Rich specifically, but his brother's name is Duke.

Hal and Granny May went to the same school when they were young. They do not like each other at all.

Invisi-bill is simultaneously the worst and the best at playing Hide and Seek. He can just go invisible to hide, but is usually way too fidgety to stay in one spot permanently.

Lady Redundant Woman is a heavy sleeper. She also snores really loudly

Leslie is actually a mixed martial artist, but generally prefers Karate

Miss Power is fully capable of blinking, but is also capable of licking her eyeballs just to freak people out. She thinks its funny

Mr Big is really fond of 80s music because it reminds him of his band

Ms Question didn't realize this immediately about her powers, but she can produce electricity. If you touch her bare skin, she can accidentally shock both you and her. She can also stick magnets to herself.

Nocan.... ok im gonna be completely honest, i can't think of anything for this guy.

Reason and Rhyme have a secret handshake. Rhyme is the one who made it, and Reason messes it up everytime they try to do it

Royal Dandy calls Dave dad :) (but in a british way so probably something stupid(/j) like papa)

Seymour is insanely good at poker. He's perfectly capable of playing any version of it, but he's also really good at cheating at it. He hides cards in his sleeve and in his shirt and then swaps them out for whatever hand he has.

While it's not obvious, the Butcher likes jewelry. He doesn't wear it much, but you'll always find a ring or two and earrings in his house. (Reginald x Butcher shippers, do with this as you will)

The Coach was actually a highly successful man before trying to trick the Whammer. Most people don't realize that he went to really prestigious schools when he was younger.

The Learnerer's real name is Alfred, in reference to his voice actor

The Whammer was an actual pro-wrestler at one point, but was forced to stop because 'whams' aren't a legal move in the wrestling world.

Timmy Tim-Bo is the Coach's nephew

Tobey will play little puzzle games when not building robots (Crossword, Sudoku, etc)

Victoria Best tries to sneak into the villain convention, but usually gets caught pretty quickly.

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invisiblequeen · 3 months

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Noe Bodi Gameplay: Day 27, Part 2

The first stop for Rain Drop (@riverofjazzsims) in the community area was the food stall. Some tropical fruits only added to her bright mood.

But look, from up yonder...our first neighbor interaction. Look at him go!

Riaan (@wibblywobblytumblywumbly) didn't remember seeing this new girl on his local networking rounds. He'd already declared himself the finest sim in Sulani. But this girl seemed so enchanting, Riaan was no longer sure. He HAD to meet her.

"Hi! I'm Rain!"

"...I'm...Riaan." In his head: our names sound too similar, why is she wearing purple like me, her hands are webbed, dammit she's a mermaid, probably came to rule the town, gotta keep my guard up--

But far from threatening his position, Rain merely asked him to help her build a sand sculpture. Right there in front of the food stall.

....This man has HAD IT.

But they weren't there for long, and the sand sculpture ended up looking perfect.

So teamwork made the dreamwork, therefore they can be friends now, right?

Wrong. Riaan still had this mean mugging look at my girl. And I did not like that.

Rain wasn't perturbed whatsoever. This guy presented a challenge, and Rain likes a challenge.

How about a little siren song?

Honey, that mean mug was ABSENT.

So the rest of their conversation was smooth as butter, and when Rain sent him on his way, he was still floating in a flirty haze.

When Rain returned home, she went straight to making a vegetable platter.

And while she was doing that, Townie Paka'a Uha just decided to ENTER. RAIN'S. HOUSE.

UNINVITED.

UNANNOUNCED.

UNWELCOME.

Now I personally would have been pissed enough to call down a storm as a mermaid. But Rain simply called out, "Yoohoo! Hello there!" And Paka'a came running out like he didn't do anything wrong. "Oh hi miss, I seemed to have gotten lost, I was looking for the shipwreck, blah blah blah--"

And rain said, with a sweet smile, "That's quite alright. Just, you know, never enter my home again. If you want a long and happy life."

He left BIG mad. Ha!

.....WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING DOWN THE--

(JFC I gotta figure that bug out ASAP it's weird AF)

ANYWAY, while the BBQ Searer was doing its thing, Rain had the urge to beachcomb. A lot. And she got THREE PIRATE TREASURE MAPS!!!

By the third map, the meal was ready.

And look at this lil pose she made when she entered the house. What a precious pearl.

Anyway, after dinner, she took out the ambergris she found that morning, opened up her handy-dandy Mermaid Tome and started making ambergris wax. Apparently sailors put this on their nets to ward off mermaids. It's not like Rain would ever use this herself, but knowing how the enemy makes their weapons could only keep her safe, even on an island where mermaids are celebrated.

And, oh look. The Mothman (@occultradio) is back again--

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERREE---

Luckily, Rain wouldn't be traumatized by such a sight, because she finally fast asleep. With the windows open and sound and scent of the sea as her lullaby.

[previous] - [next]

#sims 4 #the sims 4 #sims4 #simblr #n0bodygameplays #noe bodi gameplay #other people's sims #the sims 4 gameplay #sims 4 gameplay

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nopoodles · 7 months

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As a queer author the casual inclusion of queer characters is important to me, so if that's your jam I think we'll be friends. Feel free to hang around or look around or even throw me a question or two. It takes me a hot sec to respond but I usually do.

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cottoncandiescupcakes · 2 years

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My post ‘cute fops for Stede Bonnet fans’ https://cottoncandiescupcakes.tumblr.com/post/681541201692917760/as-a-fop-expert-here-are-some-cute-fops-for was such a success I offer you more good( and not so good this time ) fops! :)

The Scarlet Pimpernel - Brave gentleman pretends to be a silly fop to save aristocrats from the guillotine. A rare heroic fop! This is a must-see for it’s new take on foppery.

Pride and Prejudice - by Jane Austen, Mr. Bingley is Mr. Darcy’s sweet, innocent foppish friend who stands in stark contrast to him. Pure cinnamonroll.

Pirates of the Caribbean - Has a TON of fops, most noticeable evil tiny fop Lord Beckett, dreamy navy Commodore Norrington and Elizabeth’s sweet derpy father the Governor. Wigs reign freely up in here.

Downton Abbey - evil/misunderstood gay valet Thomas Barrow, who has the reddest lips I’ve ever seen, and pretty footman Jimmy are a more dandy or victorian take on fops.

Barry Lyndon by Stanley Kubrick - An aesthetic movie featuring foppish characters, beautiful ladies and a wonderful sumptious rococo look. Every scene is a painting.

Guy of Gisborne from Robin Hood BBC - Richard Armitage as vain evil henchman who wears eyeliner and suffers. Not sure if he’s not too rugged to be a fop but he’s just really attractive and the people must know.

Labyrinth - David Bowie as the Goblin King. This is a stunningly beautiful glam fantasy film starring David Bowie as the prettiest goblin that ever lived. Fans of Thranduil from the Hobbit will love this character.

Harry Potter - Lucius Malfoy, I posted about Gilderoy Lockhart in my last post but forgot all about this other evil foppish wizard, Death Eater Lucius and his perfect hair deserve to be here too!

Please add more suggestions if you have any.

#the scarlet pimpernel #barry lyndon #pirates of the caribbean #Harry Potter #downton abbey #pride and prejudice #thomas barrow #lucius malfoy #David Bowie #Labyrinth #jareth the goblin king #james norrington #lord beckett #mr bingley #fops #dandies #stede bonnet #our flag means death

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ohboi · 1 year

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The Rental AU: Midnight's Edge

(sorry for the long pauses in between, been kinda on a weird spell mentally, that and i've been in college)

CW: naughty words, suggestive innuendos

"This is sector one checking in on sector three, all is well?" the comm in Feral's ear beeped.

"Copy that, Lester" Feral replied,"all is fine and dandy over here."

The lights of Midnight's Edge shone brightly through its door. As always, the club was busy, with patrons dancing, drinking, and partying. Due to its strategic position, Midnight's Edge has various clientele, from the average party-people celebrating birthdays or going all out for the weekend, to rather expensive patrons looking to enjoy the most famous club in the city.

And with expensive clientele, there will always be a risk.

"We love to hear it, Feral", Lester replied. He then sent a similar message to sector two.

"Everything good over there, over?"

"Nothing suspicious on my end", Savage said in response.

That's why Claudia desired only the best for her security. Although many were enthused about finding three new members to grace their security, especially ones who seemed to have ample experience in such fields, Claudia was still skeptical.

Until they proved their mettle. One task after the other, they proved themselves strong, wise, and resourceful. The rate of fights that broke out dropped significantly, instances of attacks against workers disappeared, and the other security team members now knew multiple forms of combat. To say their arrival ushered in an improvement to the establishment would be an understatement.

"Nice work as always, Hunter."

Lester then sent one last message, and this was to Claudia's requested guard of the night.

"All is well where you're at?"

"No unsavory incidents to report", Maul replies, "for now."

"A relief to hear, Raven. Let's hope that doesn't change."

Although both of them were assumed dead from a rather infamous altercation on the pirate planet Florum, Maul and Savage still decided that having aliases would help with keeping a low profile. However, since Feral was not a criminal, or, at least he kept his misadventures more covert, he had no need for such anonymity.

Claudia liked to mingle with her customers as they enjoyed the wonders of the night life. Whether it was people drinking to love gained or love lost, or people celebrating a milestone, or a "first-time" in their life, or people just letting the music control them, grooving and twisting their bodies with abandon on the dance floor, one thing was for certain.

This was the place they wanted to experience it in.

And that pleased Claudia immensely. It made her feel as though all of the hardships, the loss and all of the sleepless nights from the headaches and heartaches were not for naught.

That's where she'd normally be, however, this was not a normal night. Tonight, she was in the more private part of the club, attending to the "higher priority" clientele. When she first began to grow her business, she was smart enough to get on the good sides of many prominent figures who she now uses to obtain only the best food and finest spirits for her guests. In turn, she will often help these "businessman" in safeguarding their own assets by letting them borrow some of her security workers who she knows would be up for the task.

Claudia swirled a glass of wine as she sat. "The last shipment of wine was a hit, you were right, my friend," she said with a smile.

"Why, only the best products, for the best club in town", her client said as he slightly lifted his glass in respect.

"Here, here! And you always spoil us every time we come stay in your resorts," the woman next to him chimed in. She had short, ivory cocktail dress with a neckline that left little to the imagination. She was a new girl from the one he brought with him before.

"A pity, I was actually beginning to sense a bond with the other girl", Claudia thought as she sipped from her glass. "She certainly dodged a blast by leaving him though. Hmmm, I wonder how long this one will last."

She had made her business partner's infidelity into a little game in her mind to guess how long until the next time he would meet her with a new woman in tow. If only his wife knew.

No worries, however! She will find out soon. But not after Claudia was done taking his credits, of course. She liked to play with weasels like him, to lull them into a false sense of security, of comradery. She would let them confide in her, and like a dog that lies on its back, they exposed their weaknesses. Their exposed their secrets. They exposed their lies.

It was then that Claudia would strike.

Once she no longer needed their services, she would set their lives ablaze. This was her little game, and she was good at it, having no remorse for those who fell for it. Why should she? These were space-trash excuses for people, and if anyone figured out, they would simply see Claudia as their karma, coming to exact judgment upon bad people for the harm they've done to gain their power. To those who did know, she was Justice personified.

"Alas, I must return to my business", the man said after he drained the rest of his glass. " However, it was good to see you again, Claudia."

"The feeling is mutual", Claudia replied. They both stood and gave each other a firm handshake.

"Thank the Universe that's over", Claudia remarked to Raven with a sigh as they both walked away, "I was starting to think he was never gonna shut up."

"Oh, Claudia dear!" a familiar voice called out. Terrific, another rich phony she had to fake smiles for. And this one was particularly annoying. This night was far from over.

"Suzi, so good to see you!", Claudia painfully choked out in her best attempt at cordiality.

"Oh, the pleasure is all mine!" Suzi exclaimed. Claudia knew she was lying. Suzi was conniving, temperamental, and entitled. The only reason that Claudia even looked in her direction was that she was soon to be wed to Suzi's brother, and didn't want any more conflict between them than there already was. Besides, keep your enemies closer, right?

"How is my dearest little brother Jean? Is he well?"

"He couldn't make it tonight", Claudia replied. "Unfortunately, he felt ill and wanted to stay home."

"Awh, Unfortunately indeed." Suzi lamented. Her tone then shifted suddenly. "Oop! Silly me, I almost forgot! I have a gift for you!"

She rudely snapped at one of her servants and ordered them to retrieve the gift. "I'm sure you'll love it, I think it REALLY suits you," she said, turning to Claudia with a saucy grin.

"How...kind of you, Suzi," Claudia stated reluctantly.

Suzi was then side-tracked by another guest that she started chatting, much to Claudia's relief. She then noticed Suzi's returning from the shuttle with the gift Suzi had bought. It was a simple, yet elegant handbag, with diamond-studded edges, and a gorgeous lock clasp. It looked like the most recent collection from a brand she followed very closely. Claudia was actually surprised.

'It's not authentic", she heard someone whisper to her. It was Raven.

"What do you mean?"

"The bag, it's not authentic. She means to humiliate you with it if you accept it."

Claudia was confused. It looked so real, how could it be fake? However, something inside of her told her that Raven was telling the truth. The servant had finally arrived with the bag in hand and Suzi presented the bag with glee. "Here it is! The FIRST of its kind!" She declared., giving the bag to Claudia.

"Wow, look at that!" Claudia said, holding the bag. "I would say it ALMOST looks real."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh my dear Sister", Claudia continued, "I believe your supplier has deceived you, for, as beautiful as it is, it is not from the authentic collection."

Suzi stammered for a moment, trying to find a way to backtrack from her foiled plot. "What? How dare they! I told them it was a gift! So sorry, dear Sister", Suzi exclaimed in an attempt to look ignorant.

"It's quite alright, Suzi",

"Nonsense! I will not allow some manipulative fop to give me-er-you anything short of the highest fashion! I will have him dealt with immediately!"

And with that, Suzi took the bag from Claudia, rudely snapped at her servants, and left the building. As she watched Suzi go, Claudia turned towards Raven.

"How in space did you know the bag was a fake?"

"The lock on the front", he replied, "The keyhole was designed incorrectly."

Claudia was astounded. "My oh my, It's as if I learn something new about you every day!"

Suddenly, they both heard someone scream to their left. A rather inebriated man was about to relieve himself in the corner of the club. He was apprehended by Feral before he could sully the floor and taken to an appropriate place to urinate.

Closing time rolls around, and like always, Claudia finds her new security hires helping the other employees clean up. She had a good feeling about these three. Hopefully, that feeling would last.

#the rental au #savage oppress #darth maul #feral oppress #clone wars ocs #akira #adohira #idk what other tags lol

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alphashley14 · 1 year

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One Of Us

A Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated/Mystery Skulls Crossover

Chapter Three

In My Dreams

A few days after the incident at the Haunted Museum, The Mystery Skulls had just left Lewis’ Manor and were on their way to the Burlington Library. Through their investigations through the records of Crystal Cove (and what they already knew from what their source had told them), they’d discovered a reference to another Mystery Incorporated group: The Benevolent Lodge of Mystery. They knew that other groups like theirs had existed in Crystal Cove throughout the town’s history, but this was the third actual concrete example they’d found, the first being the Mystery Fellowship (aka: the Darrow family) and the second being The Fraternitas Mysterium (but their source had already told them enough about them that they didn’t need to do any further investigating). They were hoping to learn more about the Benevolent Lodge of Mystery, and maybe even to find clues about other groups as well.

“I’m gonna ask you again, Arthur. Are you sure you’re okay? You don’t look right. And the library is still gonna be there tomorrow.”

“Nah, I’m fine, Vivi. Just… I dunno. I’m just feeling kinda sleepy today.”

And indeed, it was visible to all of Arthur’s friends that the bags under his eyes were back. But Arthur, who all too often hid his pain from his friends, was vastly underexplaining how he was feeling. The fact of the matter was, he’d felt increasingly over the past couple days as if he was becoming disconnected from his own body, and it had reached its peak this morning. Arthur felt as if he could fall over at any moment ever since he’d gotten out of bed. Not to mention that his whole left side was throbbing - he really needed his meds adjusted, they weren’t working as well as they should.

But he didn’t want to trouble his friends with his issues, and he knew how important this investigation was. And above that, he was afraid of being a burden. Which led him to where he was now, sitting in the back of the van trying not to doze off.

Unaware of the true nature of their friend’s condition, Lewis was driving and Vivi and Mystery sat in the front with him. “Do you think he’s okay?” Lewis asked quietly.

“I don’t think he’s as okay as he wants us to think. You know how Arthur is.” Vivi replied in a hushed tone.

“Maybe it’s his meds?” Mystery suggested.

“Possibly.”

“Whatever’s going on with him, the Burlington Library is also a historic home.” Lewis said. “We were planning to spend the night anyway. Maybe when we get there they’ll let him turn in early? Lie down somewhere while we look for clues?”

“Lewis! LOOK OUT!” Vivi shouted.

“Oh, SHIT! ” Lewis slammed down on the brakes and the van came to a screeching halt just a foot shy of hitting a rather unusually dressed fellow standing in the middle of the road. His motorcycle sat parked not far off.

Lewis stuck his head out the window. “Hey, what they hell, man? Are you trying to get yourself killed?!”

“Stand and deliver! I’m the Dandy Highwayman! And this is a robbery.” The man said, pointing his guns at the windshield.

Lewis, Vivi, and Mystery were not impressed.

“What’s going on guys, why did we stop?” Arthur asked sleepily, poking his head over the backseat.

“Apparently we’re about to be victims of a ‘robbery’ .” Vivi explained dryly.

“Looks like another one of Crystal Cove’s fake monsters.” Said Mystery.

“What do you guys think? Shall I whip out the bat?” Vivi asked.

“Nah, stay here. I think I’ve got this one.” Lewis said, getting out.

“Lew, please don’t kill him.”

“So, what’re you supposed to be? The ghost of the Dread Pirate Roberts?” Lewis asked.

To be fair, the Highwayman was very smooth in recovering from the initial surprise of failing to intimidate Lewis. He pointed the barrel of one of his weapons directly at Lewis and said, “I believe you fail to understand, my dear fellow. I am the Dandy Highwayman, and this is a robbery. I’ll be taking all of your valuables in this bag, if you don’t mind.”

“Uh-huh. So like… what are you though? A ghost?”

“My dear lady!” The Highwayman said, walking past Lewis like he was trying to pretend he wasn’t there. He walked up to Vivi’s window. “What a captivating woman. I see an intelligence in those eyes that could only belong to someone worth listening to for hours and hours on end.”

“Oh, really ?” Vivi asked, playing along.

Lewis was shaking with anger. His eyes turned black, his irises glowing a malevolent pink.

The Highwayman, bless him, was oblivious to the fact that he was enraging one of the single most powerful spirits in North America. “Yes, really. I ask, would you like to accompany me? I would be absolutely thrilled to hear all about your life, your hopes, your dreams, and your aspirations.”

“Honey,” Vivi said dryly, “if I told you about half of my life, you wouldn’t believe a word of it. Seriously though, Lew-Lew has me curious. What exactly are you supposed to be? A ghost?”

The highwayman didn’t say anything.

“Yeah, I didn’t think so. See, around these parts we know a ghost when we see one. Do you know how?”

The Highwayman looked at her confused, so Vivi pointed in the direction of the increasingly bright pink glow.

“Please don’t kill him, Lew.”

When the Highwayman turned, he came face-to face with an absolutely furious spirit. Lewis had gone full ghost - his head a floating skull above his broad shoulders, flames engulfing his cranium and shoulders where his hair should be. And his body was covered by his frightening black and white skeleton suit, the familiar golden heart throbbing with emotion. The Highwayman was so terrified when he saw Lewis that he screamed and ran, nearly knocking his bike over in his efforts to get on it, and nearly running it off the cliff when he tried to race away.

No sooner were the sounds of his engines fading into the distance, Vivi was laughing herself to tears and Lewis was begrudgingly resuming his human illusion and getting back in the car. Mystery was trying (and failing) not to giggle too, and though Arthur was smiling, he was too tired to laugh.

“It’s not funny.” Lewis grumbled.

“Oh come on, Lew.” Vivi giggled, taking off her glasses to wipe the tears out of her eyes, “It was a little funny. I almost feel sorry for the guy, he was so scared! ” Then she burst out into laughter again.

“Do you guys think we should maybe-” Arthur yawned - “call Mystery Incorporated? That seemed like it’d be right up their alley, don’t you think?”

“I don’t think we ever got their phone numbers.” Mystery said.

“No, I don’t think we did. We ought to next time we see them.”

“Oh! I got Mrs. Dinkley’s phone number. I insisted after that mishap at the Haunted Museum, just in case she did need our help with anything after all.” Arthur said, getting out his phone.

He dialed, and the phone rang for a few moments before Mrs. Dinkley picked up. “Hello, Mrs. Dinkley. It’s Arthur, from the Mystery Skulls. We just had a run-in with something… weird, and we wanted to get word to Velma and her friends about it. Would you mind giving us her number? Or just passing the word along?”

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Back at the Crystal Cove Library, Scooby Doo had fallen asleep while looking for clues about the Highway Dandyman with the gang. This should have come as no surprise - the great dane hadn’t been sleeping well lately, plagued by terrible and vivid nightmares. Shaggy had been really drowsy the past couple days, too. This time however, Scooby’s dream was more than just a dream.

Within the world of slumber, Scooby lifted his head off of the tome on which it rested to find his friends had left their seats, the pile of books they’d been using back on their shelves. At the familiar sound of a bell, Scooby turned to see Nova standing by the doorway. Without a word, she turned and left. Curious and confused, not fully aware he was asleep, Scooby hopped off the chair he’d been sitting on and followed. When Scooby walked through the doorway after her, he found himself in an unfamiliar corridor. The walls were covered by crimson curtains, and the floors were a strange, smooth black and white zigzag pattern.

“Nova?” Scooby called.

He looked in the direction it looked she’d gone and there at the end of the hall by a marble statue was another doorway. Scooby walked down the corridor and through the doorway, and found himself in a room.

The walls and floor were the same as they had been in the hall, but the middle of the room was tastefully furnished with black chairs and tables and silver lamps in a very simplistic and modern style. A very nervous and very familiar looking teen wearing a yellow and white striped t-shirt was sitting in one of the chairs, and over in an empty space of floor, a strange, very short man in a red suit was dancing to a jazzy tune. Scooby couldn’t help but tilt his head and cock his eyebrow with confusion.

The little man finished his dance and gave a bow, and then said in a voice that echoed throughout the entire space, “Welcome, to the sitting room, Scooby Doo.”

It frightened Scooby so much that he awoke, his head shooting off of the book he’d been sleeping on with a frightened yell. The sudden movement moved the pages and revealed a piece of old parchment that had been hidden between them.

The gang had paused their research, and Velma was on the phone with (Scooby realized after a few seconds of listening) Arthur Kingsmen, one of the Mystery Skulls. Whatever they were talking about must have been good, because she let out an excited “Jinkies!” near the end of the call.

When Velma got off the phone, she reported to the gang that Arthur had called to let her know that the Mystery Skulls had just had a run-in with The Highway Dandyman, but he’d failed to rob them or to get Vivi to go with him, but it was just weird enough that they figured they’d let Mystery Inc. know.

Fred was actually relieved that they hadn’t caught him, because he was eager to get to trapping again after his opportunity to trap had been thwarted two mysteries in a row, now.

After that, the gang returned to their books, and not a minute later Velma found their first clue. All of the books on “dashing rogues” and “devinaire thieves” were checked out by the women who had been abducted. Fred found their second one not long after: a members list for a book club with all the ladies’ names on it, including Daphne’s Mom. Which was odd, because Nan Blake hated reading (unless it was a shopping catalog).

That was when Velma noticed the piece of parchment.

“Where did this come from?” She asked, picking it up. “Cuarto Llave!” She read off of it.

“It’s the fourth key!” Daphne cried.

“But like, we haven’t found the third. I thought we were like, finding these in order.” Shaggy said, rubbing his eyes from where he was resting with his head in his arms on the table.

“Guys, I don’t think it was any accident that we found this. But why here? And how does it tie into the Dandy Highwayman?” Velma asked.

“All I know is we have to come up with some answers fast, or I might never see my mother again!”

“I’ve got it! I’ve got the perfect plan to trap this Dandy Highwayman!” Fred declared giddily.

And like that, it was trapping time.

Unfortunately for Fred, when the time came, he would eat his words about being glad the Mystery Skulls hadn’t caught the Highwayman, when the next girl he took was Daphne.

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Daphne and the other women, lucky for the gang, were under no kind of “spell”, as the men of Crystal Cove seemed to think. Rather, being the clever meddling kid she was, she’d gone along with the Dandy Highwayman on purpose to get on the inside and make sure the other women were alright. One act of deception by Daphne and a trap involving some nets and a shed full of TNT later, the Highwayman was unmasked (as the librarian - who would have thought?) and all was well in Crystal Cove once again (at least as “well” as it ever was in Crystal Cove at any given relatively peaceful moment).

… That is, until Scooby fell asleep in the Mystery Machine on the way home.

Shaggy and Scooby were both really tired. Shaggy had been getting increasingly “out of it” the past few days, and he seemed really sleepy - Velma and Scooby were convinced he was getting sick, but he insisted he was still well enough to solve mysteries with the rest of the gang for now. And Scooby of course hadn’t been sleeping well, Kriekstaffebots and “Nibiru is Coming” Nova haunting his nightmares (but that was just too many donuts before bed, right?).

One of the Mystery Skulls’ songs was playing on the radio (Velma had started listening to their music as part of her research about them. Suspicious or not, they were really good.) Shaggy and Scooby weren’t contributing to the conversation much, opting to enjoy Lewis’ voice playing softly from the radio instead. Both of them were looking forward to being back at the Rogers’ residence where they could eat three dinners and then go straight to bed for some well-earned rest.

"When I see you in my dreams,

You can fly so high it seems.

Took me to another level,

Of your love."

And the next thing Scooby knew, he was back in the sitting room.

The dog trembled in fright as that same little man in the red suit walked out from behind one of the red curtains. “Scooby Doo. The time has come. She is… here.” He said in that same echoing voice. The curtains opened once again, and Nova stepped into the room.

“Nova?” Scooby said hopefully.

“I am not Nova.” The cocker spaniel said. “I have only borrowed her body so that I may bring you an urgent message.”

Scooby got down from the chair in which he sat and the two dogs sat across from each other to talk.

“Scooby Doo, your life is in danger. All of your lives are in danger.”

“Huh?”

“I am of the Anunnaki: inter-dimensional beings that visit the planet Earth every few thousand years. We arrive at a time called Nibiru , when the barriers between our worlds grow weak.” Not-Nova explained. “The Annunaki have a long history of helping humans, but we have no physical form and must inhabit animals. This is why some animals - our descendants, like you and Professor Pericles - can talk, and others cannot. This is also why populations of fantastical animal-like creatures exist across the world. They belong to bloodlines that are much closer relatives of ours, and given such they have retained many of our powers.

“But not all Annunaki are kind and good.” Nova said. “There are evil ones, and the most evil of all is imprisoned beneath Crystal Cove, and must not be set free.”

Scooby gulped, and began to tremble in fear.

“But you will not be alone in this endeavor.” Not-Nova said. “When you awaken tomorrow morning, you will find a gift I have prepared for you. Its true value may be unclear at first, but stopping Professor Pericles from freeing his master and destroying the evil entity will be nearly impossible without it. And it will make Pericles’ efforts even more difficult. With the help of my gift, you must undo it, Scooby Doo. Save yourself. Save your friends! Save the world!”

Scooby was so terrified he was awake and on his feet in an instant.

“The cursed treasure is evil! Evil! We have to destroy it!”

As his friends looked on in horror at Scooby’s sudden declaration, the Mystery Skulls continued to play in the background.

And I’m back in my waking life,

Wished you could teach me how to fly.

You make me wish that I was sleeping.

But you keep fighting to survive.

Somehow you’re only in my dreams.

Cause’ as real as this may seem,

I used to think that this was real,

Til’ you came down and you rescued me.

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If being around Professor Pericles was like walking on eggshells before Ricky ended up with mutated cobra larvae in his spine, it was absolutely hellish after.

Destroido’s main building was big , and Ricky had to keep making his rounds to keep up appearances. So avoiding Pericles, Brad, and Judy was easy. It took all of one day for Ricky to become a professional at it.

It came at his poor employees’ expense of course, but he told himself that if he somehow survived until their next paycheck, they’d find a fat bonus that served as his apology. He was a lot more thorough than usual in his inspections and duties, hid in the breakroom for hours on end, took all his meals in the upstairs cafeteria rather than in the one downstairs near the labs or in his private rooms (much to the confusion and horror of his staff), and took an extra break in the bathroom to get his shit together when the urge to scream became too much.

(He was fine. Really. He was totally fine.)

Unfortunately though, he couldn’t hide from Pericles, Brad, and Judy forever. All he wanted to do when that happened was disappear - and sooner rather than later, he usually got his wish. When the others weren’t either snapping at Ricky or rubbing his weakness in his face, they treated him like he was just a fly on the wall. After all, he wasn’t a teammate worth listening to anymore, he was a tool.

An idiot human mascot for Pericles to perch upon.

It wasn’t that Ricky didn’t try to give input - the scheme Pericles was concocting to build a fake post-apocalyptic Crystal Cove and give Brad and Judy plastic surgery to trick Fred and the kids into giving away where they’d hidden the planispheric disk was an utterly insane long shot that he doubted would work even if it wasn’t unnecessarily expensive and complicated madness .

He supposed he could have phrased it better, but he still got tortured with the remote again just for arguing.

Still, at the end of the day, when Ricky crawled back into his rooms, laid on his bed and stared at the wall trying to sleep (fuck you, insomnia) and wishing he could cry his emotions out, a voice in the back of his mind reminded him that he deserved this.

It was his actions that had put Professor Pericles in the favorable position he was in now, and it was his actions that had led him here.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

He’d been a fool to think he meant a thing to his old friends. He’d acted like the leader of the group ever since their alliance began (and why wouldn’t he, considering it was his roof over their heads and his resources they were spending to solve their mystery? Pericles had proven he couldn’t be trusted with leadership, and Brad and Judy were a couple of empty-headed followers), and now they were making him pay for his hubris.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid .

To make matters worse, starting the day after Ricky’s failed rebellion, he noticed he was starting to feel… disconnected. As the days passed, he felt himself becoming increasingly lightheaded, unfocused, and sleepy (though he didn’t get much sleep no matter how hard he tried - again, fuck you, insomnia). There were even moments when it seemed as if he was watching his own body move on autopilot from the outside looking in.

Ricky could think of only two possible explanations: either it was a side effect of the poison he was being tortured with (because God only knew what the after effects of mutated cobra venom were), or his depression was coming back.

As ridiculous as it sounded, he honestly hoped it was the former, because now was not the time for his own bullshit to cause even more problems for him.

Still, it was most certainly a possibility. He’d been off his meds for over a year now, trying not to be dependent on them for his entire life. And it had worked - his depression hadn’t come back after he stopped (sending helpful hints to a certain gang of meddling kids had helped with that too). But given recent events, it would make sense if his mental state had changed.

Assuming it was the latter (he couldn’t exactly do anything about the former), Ricky started taking his pills again and did what he’d done in the past to chase his demons off: he poured himself into working.

Ricky refused to let himself fall into the state he’d ended up in in the past. Especially now, when he was vulnerable enough already. So, to keep himself from getting to that point, he forced himself to do basic daily tasks like cleaning and personal hygiene in the mornings. Then once the day actually got started, he put even more vigor into his rounds, looked for non-existent things to fix on the Enigma Machine (he was allowed near the car, but he wasn’t allowed to drive it unless Brad, Judy, or Pericles was with him), and when he wasn’t doing that he was looking for Cassidy.

He had been worried before. He was really worried, now. There hadn’t been a trace of her in weeks - ever since Pericles had said she’d been taken care of. Ricky had been a fool to twist those words for the sake of his own comfort.

She’s not dead. She’s not dead. She can’t be dead.

Still, it wasn’t easy.

Firstly, Pericles wasn’t giving him access to the internet. He was only allowed access to things within Destroido’s own systems, save their communications. To top it off, Brad and Judy kept barging in at random moments any time he was online just to “check in”.

Bullshit . It was another tactic to remind him of his place, and nothing more.

Secondly, no matter how hard he worked or how busy he kept himself, his symptoms persisted. Were the meds not working? Or did he need his dosage adjusted? Perhaps it really was because of the venom. Or maybe it was unrelated, and he was just getting sick?

Whatever. He didn’t care what happened to him. All he cared about anymore was knowing that Cassidy was alright. One evening, Mr. E was using the company’s systems, searching for any trace of Cassidy, when he became aware of a certain pair of back-stabbing leeches entering the room behind him.

Ignore them, and maybe they’ll go away.

“You’ve been on the computer more and more.” Brad observed.

Fuck.

“He sure has, Brad!” Judy piped in, “You’re not allowed on the internet, so what do you do in here for hours on end?”

“There’s been no sign of her for weeks!” Ricky blurted out, turning around to face them.

“Who are you looking for?” Judy asked.

“Cassidy.” Ricky replied, failing to conceal the concern in his voice.

“Maybe she finally gave up.” Brad suggested smugly.

“No! She would never give up!” Ricky said firmly, standing up. “She’s gone.”

“Of course she’s gone.” Professor Pericles said, flying into the room and landing on a monitor above Ricky’s head. “Anyone who crosses me gets… eliminated.”

Ricky’s heart sank to his feet, hammering like a drum the whole way down. Horror twisted his guts into knots. “N-no. You didn’t.” Ricky stammered. The last bit came out higher pitched than intended, his throat was closing in on itself and his vision was blurring around the edges. It took a second for him to realize it was because tears were welling in his eyes.

She’s not dead. She’s not dead. She can’t be dead.

“You were informed she had been taken care of.” The bird said, fluffing his feathers dismissively. Ricky’s legs gave out under him and he sank to his knees. It was suddenly getting very hard to breathe.

You agreed with him that something needed to be done about her. What did you think he was going to do?! Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

And of course, seeing it getting to Ricky, Pericles had to take the opportunity to twist the knife. “Would you like to know how she died?” The parrot asked, fluttering down from the top of the monitor to the edge of the desk.

The only one of us left that was worth saving, the only person left on Earth who might have given a shit about you, and he killed her. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. It’s all your fault. You killed her. You killed her! You killed her!

“If it is any consolation, my sweet Ricky, she likely did not suffer.” Pericles said. “They say that drowning is one of the most peaceful ways to die. If the explosion didn’t kill her instantly.”

“Fuck you.” Ricky wheezed.

“What?”

“FUCK YOU! You bastard!” Ricky roared. “You were always jealous of her! All because you wanted me all to yourself, you just couldn’t let me have anyone else that I loved! And look at what you’ve done to us!” Ricky wasn’t afraid anymore. He didn’t care anymore. He felt as if he was watching from the outside as just a tiny splash of the years of repressed anguish spilled out of him. “Brad and Judy threw away their own son like garbage for that stupid treasure! Anyone with eyes can see what I’ve become! Cassidy was the only one of us who was strong enough to stay good in spite of that stupid curse - in spite of you! And YOU KILLED HER!”

Ricky didn’t even mind the punishment he received for his outburst. Even when his throat was hoarse from his silent screams and his spine felt as if it was being ripped out, the pain was a welcome distraction from his grief and his crushing guilt. Those hurt a thousand times more than anything Pericles could ever do to him.

You deserve this. She’s gone. She’s dead. You killed her. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

When it was over and Ricky came back to his senses, he was alone. Pericles, Brad, and Judy had just left him there on the floor to get ahold of himself. He didn’t know how long he laid there, waiting for the aftershocks to subside, but when he got up he was feeling oddly numb. He took a look around the room one more time before he shut off his monitors, turned out the lights, and left to return to his rooms.

Once in the privacy of his own chambers, he went to the kitchen first, where he retrieved a bottle of wine. Something stronger tempted him, but he didn’t want to completely silence his pain with alcohol. Cassidy deserved better than that. Then he went into his room and shut and locked the door behind him.

Ricky uncorked the wine and took a long swig straight from the bottle, before he set it on his bedside table, walked into his bathroom, stood before the sink, and took a long look at himself.

Fuck , he hated himself. He didn’t realize it was possible, but he hated the man that scowled back at him in the mirror even more than he hated Professor Pericles. Disgustingly fat, hair that had grown past his shoulders simply because he didn’t give enough of a shit about himself to cut it, dark bags under his eyes that carried the burden of his existence.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

His own self-loathing stabbed through the cloud of numbness that had been shielding him, and without even thinking about it, Ricky screamed and punched the mirror as hard as he could.

It didn’t shatter. Rather, it left a crater-like crack where his fist hit the glass, and he wasn’t sure if that said more about the mirror or about what a damn weakling he was. Either way, his hand was bleeding.

Ricky was tempted to leave it as it was, but he begrudgingly disinfected and then bandaged his bloodied knuckles before walking back into his bedroom, that familiar numbness returning. Then he sat down on the edge of his bed and took another few gulps of that wine, ignoring the throbbing pain in his hand, and he… existed. He honestly wasn’t sure how long he just sat there, numb to the universe, occasionally taking another drink, before he turned his head and his eyes fell upon the framed photo of Cassidy, his beautiful Angel, on his dresser.

Just the sight of her broke the spell. Ricky’s throat closed again, he choked back a sob, and he wiped his tears away with his sleeve. Then he set the bottle down on his bedside table, reached down under his bed, and pulled out a box he didn’t touch very often anymore - it was custom made, made of dark mahogany with a certain logo in the shape of a magnifying glass on the lid. He unlatched it, opened it, and took out a large photo album before closing the box and sliding it back under from whence it came.

With a level of carefulness he didn’t use with many other things, Ricky opened the book to his favorite pages - the ones that were about her .

Angel Dynamite.

When they had first reunited when Cassidy first returned to Crystal Cove, he’d never said anything about the fact that she used his old nickname for her as her new alias. But damn , did she rock the DJ look. In spite of everything, she’d managed to move on from the trauma of their youth, something he had never been able to do. Cassidy had continued to grow and change in a way he hadn’t, and she’d made something of herself. “Angel Dynamite the DJ” wasn’t quite as grandiose as “Mr. E the wealthy and powerful CEO and founder of Destroido Industries”, but unlike him the person she’d become was good , and she had found and kept her happiness where she could.

He’d never told her, but he had always admired her for that. Why had he never told her that ?

Cassidy Williams, their first day of their freshman year at Crystal Cove High. She looked so dorky and cute in her pigtails, those square glasses, and that pretty green dress.

Angel Dynamite standing by her radio station for K-Ghoul’s grand opening.

Cassidy eating with a younger him at Skipper Sheldon’s.

Angel Dynamite DJ-ing an event in Crystal Cove.

Cassidy standing with him in her parents’ foyer just before he took her to prom.

Cassidy sitting with him on the hood of the Enigma Machine.

Cassidy Williams, with her Mystery Incorporated pin proudly pinned to her dress in the photo they took of her for the club’s page in the yearbook.

‘Thinking of Cassidy again,’ him-of-the-past had written next to this photo. ‘Remembering when we first met. Professor Pericles was there and I could tell he was jealous. He didn’t want to share me with anyone.’

Meeting me was the worst thing that ever happened to you.

Ricky cried that night in a way he hadn’t cried in twenty years. I’m so sorry, Cassidy. How could you ever forgive me? My Angel Dynamite.

Insomnia be damned, his exhaustion finally took over and he eventually cried himself into a fitful slumber.

Fitful that is, until the dream.

Ricky opened his eyes to find that instead of on his purple bedspread, he was for some reason laying on the floor. But it was most certainly not his floor or his room. He was in a corridor. The floor had the strangest black and white zigzag pattern, and the walls were covered by crimson curtains.

Ricky sat up, rubbing the wetness from his eyes. He swallowed nervously and stood. There was a doorway at the end of the corridor, and standing next to it was… him . The younger, thinner, healthier version of himself. Back when he was seventeen, the last time he had ever been happy. Solving mysteries, in love, and still thought he was surrounded by loyal friends. The version of himself he’d wanted nothing more than to go back to for the past twenty years.

God, you must think I’m such a piece of shit.

But, the other him wasn’t looking at him with disgust. There was something warm yet sad in his expression. He walked through the doorway. Ricky followed.

The room he found himself in was a circular intersection between the corridor he’d just come from and two other hallways. At the center of it sat a small, vaguely familiar cocker spaniel. And right as Ricky entered, two other figures walked through the other two doors with just as much trepidation. But Ricky wasn’t paying attention to them. The doorway to his left… for some reason he felt compelled to go there. Was that where the other him had gone?

Curious, he walked into the room, past the cocker spaniel, and stepped into the dark corridor from which one of the other two figures had come.

As Ricky continued onward, it was so dark he couldn’t see a thing. The doorway behind him had disappeared, and its light along with it. He wasn’t exactly sure when he fell asleep. But the second he opened his eyes, he was suddenly wide awake.

Coming face-to-face with the bared teeth of an angry great dane will do that to you.

Fun, angsty bit of trivia for you all because not enough people caught this in the show: ‘Thinking of Cassidy again,’ him-of-the-past had written next to this photo. ‘Remembering when we first met. Professor Pericles was there and I could tell he was jealous. He didn’t want to share me with anyone.’ I didn't make that up for this story. That's canon. In Season 2, episode 24: 'The Gates of Gloom', in the scene where Ricky is shown to be looking for Cassidy and he first learns she's been killed (part of that dialogue was used in their conversation but I made his reaction more devastating for ✨spice✨) If you zoom in on the book of photographs he's looking through, you can see the captions of one of them reads: "Thinking of Cassidy again. Remembering when we first met. Professor Pericles was there and I could tell he was jealous. He didn't want to share me with anyone." I don't know if Professor Pericles ever loved Ricky, but one thing's for sure: he was obsessed and extremely possessive of him. That's not love, but it's toxic and dangerous as hell. It's a small detail that's easy to miss but for those who notice it, it says a LOT about their relationship.

And yes - I know. I'm warped. But there can be no comfort without hurt! And come on - how much did I reeeally change Ricky's suffering from the canon material?

Chapters 1 through 10 of One of Us are currently posted on Archive of Our Own.

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calimera62 · 2 years

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Today is Julius Caesar’s birthday! To celebrate him, here’s a post about my favourite story about this drama and bisexual icon from Ancient Rome

I. It is suspected he once was the lover of Nicomedes, King of Bithynia and that he was the passive one (homosexuality was accepted in Ancient Rome, as long as you weren’t the submissive one). His contemporaries never made him forget. Among his titles were “queen of Bithynia” “every woman’s husband and every man’s wife” as well as “mattress of the royal bed”. It got so bad he took a public oath that he never slept with Nicomedes. It just made things worse.

II. While in his 20s, Caesar was abducted by pirates who demanded a ransom of twenty talents. Far from being afraid or even impressed, he burst out laughing and demanded they asked for a much higher ransom. While he stayed as their prisoner, he pretty much acted around them like they were his servants, exercising with them, reading poetry… while calling them savage and threatening them to have them all killed once he was free (which he did)

III. He once burst into tears when he realized he was the same age as Alexander the Great when he died and how he accomplished little compared to his hero, and he feared he could never live up to him.

IV. He once tripped ad fell face on the ground while he was getting off his ship while landing in Africa. Such thing was a bad omen to everyone else, but he saved face by saying: “Africa, I embrace and hold you fast”. What a guy.

V. One time, Caesar and his long time political adversary Cato were having a debate in the Senate when a servant came in to give Caesar a note. Thinking Caesar was in touch with an enemy of the Republic, he demanded to have the note being read out loud. It turned out it was a love letter (or maybe a not so innocent love letter) from Caesar’s lover Servilia, who also happened to be Cato’s sister. They basically ended up fighting in the Senate.

VI. While he was boasting after a success, someone remarked such victory would be an easy matter for any woman, to which Caesar replied Semiramis had been queen in Syria and the Amazons reigned over a great part of Asia. Like, I’m sorry “woman”? Did you think it would offend me?

VII. Caesar was something of a dandy, always well dressed and well shaven. He was quite extravagant about the way he dressed. He was reported to have worn quite off and loose clothing. He also knew how to comb his hair which he would do forward because he was embarrassed about his baldness. His laurel crown was also quite the useful item to hide his lack of hair!

VIII. Along with his friend and ally, Mark Antony, he was the man his soldiers talked the most in camp. He was often eating with them, sleeping with them, giving equal share to each of them, without taking most of the money to himself. Needless to say, he was quite loved by his men!

IX. He was was from being extravagant about food. He didn’t drink often and he once ate rancid food at a dinner as not to offend or embarrass his host.

X. He pretty much invented his very own secret code, as to prevent attempts to intercept his personal and, most importantly, his military correspondence.

#julius caesar #gaius julius caesar #history #ancient times #ancient rome #my main source is suetonius

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philtstone · 2 years

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“summertime” ch. 6

[full fic here]

“What d’you think, Aunt Sarah?”

“Hm?”

Sarah’s doing accounts. The one good thing about accounts is that they don’t really change no matter where you are. Math stays the same and all her fuckin’ spreadsheets remain a pain in her ass. Kamala is supposed to be helping her – asked eagerly to do it thrice over this morning – and she is for the most part, but she’s also distracted every few minutes by Michelle, who is across from them sipping solemnly on a diet Pepsi and compiling a list of songs very in her dilapidated sketchbook. The quiet murmur of the pre-noon bar, empty, keeps them company.

“What do I think what,” Sarah says.

“Woman Like Me,” Michelle says. “For the girlboss mixtape.”

“Technically it’s a playlist,” says Kamala helpfully. “He’d listen to it on an iPod.”

An old iPod – it’s one of those novelty colours (blue like his eyes) and scratched. The kids insisted he keep it for himself so that they could foist their respective media obsessions – tastes, fancies, whatever keeps them occupied and distracted in the daily doldrums, they got that DnD game, too – onto him under the guise of cultural education. Sarah thinks mostly they just miss having friends to talk about stuff with at school, and Bucky is a good listener. He doesn’t tease or have stubbornly established taste like Sam does and declares favourite songs in a way Sarah hasn’t got the mental energy to do. All the media files are pirated because official avenues mean imprisonment and torture. And also, because they are insanely expensive.

“Oh, he already knows that one,” she says distractedly. One of those early days, Before, she came home to her brother’s rental in the driveway, her brother in the backyard with the boys, and James Barnes scrubbing down the inside of her fridge and serenely humming the Little Mix song she’d played the previous afternoon in the car.

She’d thought then that maybe life had turned around for the better.

Michelle blinks, then says, “Okay, yeah. The embarrassing white dad energy checks out.”

Kamala giggles. Sarah starts a new column and says, “But God, I thought you girls’d finished that mix weeks ago.”

“It’s a new one,” chirps Kamala. “Part two.”

“I’m doin’ it here so I can get you and Kamala’s takes,” Michelle adds, peering at her list and chewing on the tip of her pen. “It came to my attention that we have multi-generational wisdom at our disposal.”

Multi-generational wisdom makes Sarah think of her grandmother again. She hums behind her teeth and stares down at her numbers. She keeps losing her spot because instead of math her head is full of the previous night’s mundane terror – it amounted to nothing really – and the desperate way she is missing Bucky’s presence. He’s had a couple bad spells. Rhodey’s visit overlapped with their attempt to breathe and move past it and then what happened. She thinks he is okay now, just sleeping poorly. He spent last night downstairs with Sam. But Tuesday, yeah, it was bad: sluggish all day and then at four a.m. she woke up to him sobbing and trembling in a corner. He wouldn’t let her touch him. Sarah knows it was not personal but it left her feeling helpless anyway.

“Survivor by Destiny’s Child,” she says, plugging the last few numbers into their handy-dandy calculator. “And uh, there’s a Kelly Clarkson one.”

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#my writing #sarah wilson #michelle jones #kamala khan #bucky barnes #sarah x bucky #sarahbucky #also michelle and kamala being friends makes me happy #actually just girls having older girls and women in their lives. good #fleur de louve #the arcane au #the falcon and the winter soldier #marvel #ms marvel #spiderman #marvel fanfic

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ladytp · 2 years

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Look who’s back after an epic battle! And with red roses! 😲🌹🌹

#Our Flag Means Death #Blackbeard #Stede Bonnet #Blackbonnet #OFMD #Edward Teach #dandy pirate and his friends #some silly editing #I expect to see loads of others #my edits

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oblivioustoast · 2 years

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since i don't know any of your ocs i want to hear you explain your top three faves :-) (if you can even rank them)

ooh, lemme see. this might be long 😅

1. Aerin Maxwell - Aerin is probably my top fav, ride or die OC. I came up with her in middle school (i’m about to turn 31) (the relentless passage of time makes me 🤪). She was originally a sky pirate in a Firefly-esque world, but without space. Her original plot was a sky captain on the search for her brother who was maybe involved in some secret government project to access alternate timelines? Now she’s the OC i throw into almost every piece of media I wanna engage with.

Since I was a kid, a lot of her characteristics were borrowed from other stuff I liked back then. Her last name and long braid are taken from Duo Maxwell from Gundam Wing. She had/has a cool golden eye implant that was inspired by grown up Enzo from Reboot. (depending what universe she’s in, she has a golden eye under her eyepatch that can project maps, in other worlds it’s just a regular blind eye, sometimes she has both eyes)

She’s also morphed a little more into a pirate-cowboy hybrid over the years (mostly because i was into Brisco County Jr. in college). But her vibes have always been… cool lady with a shotgun 😂 Aerin is pretty much what I always wished I could be, self assured, competent, easily liked by others, good at running around and doing cool action stuff, passionate/compassionate, witty, Tall! Sigh.. she’s so dreamy. Her character colors are red and brown.

2. Adrian Edwards - ok I said Aerin was my ride or die, but i also have so so so much love in my heart for Adrian. He was initially created alongside my wife’s oc Liam Bardsley. Both regency boys - and I don’t remember this at all 😅 but apparently the idea was that Liam was made to reflect Romanticism, while Adrian was made to represent Gothic Literature. which makes sense! but i totally forgot haha

Now Adrian and Liam are part of an rpg podcast we do with our friends called Dandies in Danger! Adrian is a severely depressed poet, with the taste for the macabre and the unfortunate knack for picking up slightly cursed curios. As the eldest son, he’s supposed to take up a position at his family’s newspaper but he doeessnnnttt wwaaannntt ttooooo. This boy is super neurodivergent.

And in the way Aerin encapsulates a lot of traits I would like to have, Adrian is saddled with a bunch of my insecurities - depression, social anxiety, loneliness, too honest at times, self sabotaging. But he feels very deeply and cares a lot, even tho he doesn’t want people to think he does. His character colours are blue, black, silver (sometimes wine red).

3. Exile Redlink - it was hard picking a 3rd actually :0 but i’m gonna go with Exile. Also originally created way back in middle school - based entirely around scrambling my name and substituting some letters. At the time, she didn’t have a lot of substance, just kinda of an edgy goth look. But recently I felt like refurbishing her, while still embracing that middle school edgelord flavour.

So now she’s a teenager (like 15 i think?) cursed with being a demon!! 😱 Her story is set in a sort of fantasy sort of horror sort of sci-fi world. So she lives out in a pretty rural village, when bandits (or are they??) attack. Her mom hides her and when the coast is clear, she comes out to discover everyone has been killed 😱😱 in response to this, she goes to the village temple to fight god 🙂 Said god takes this poorly and curses her.

When I was a kid, I always drew her carrying a scythe - so I repurposed that into a big, evil cursed scythe that she has to carry around. The idea is that it builds up evil energy that she has to regularly disperse by killing stuff - or it’ll build up too much and like… explode. So she decides she’s gonna go around killing other demons. Exile has a lot of attitude and snark (it’s the trauma..) and is generally a rabble rousing little punk. My wife and I have a few characters in the story with her, so she eventually gets friends and a girlfriend. I can’t remember how her curse is supposed to be lifted or if we ever deconstruct the idea of demons and what it means for her to go around killing them instead of humans 😅 but that would be rly interesting to explore. Her characters colours are kind of undecided, but i associate her mostly with black and gold (as a demon she gets bleach blonde hair lol)

#feel like i need to make a note that i grew out of firefly #and truly hate joss whedon lolol #i might reblog this with images we’ll see!#ty for the ask!!

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coreytaylr · 2 years

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ok ok ok ok hear me out. au where stede and calico jack instantly hit it off and become friends and talk about fashion and fabrics and jewelry and high fashion etc and ed is happy at first bc hello his friends seem to like each other and that's rare among pirates so he's like fuck yeah. but then izzy is also like fuck yeah this!! this is how we get rid of stede!! he will realize blackbeard is not like jack and he will go away with him. so ed starts moping. he thinks stede will replace him with jack bc he knows so much more about stede's culture and society. and he maybe gets a lil jealous. maybe. and stede notices bc of course he does but he doesn't know what the problem is! he thought ed would be happy that he finally gets along with another pirate! and then comes lucius and he explains what's happening and stede is like. oh. so he devises a plan where him and jack do like a queer eye makeover for ed so he doesn't feel excluded. and then stede tells him that he appreciates jacks company but it's Nothing like ed's and he assures ed that he likes him the way he is - it's nice to have someone who understands the life he left behind, but he left it behind for a reason and now his life is at sea. with ed. his Co captain. so ed cries bc he's a big softie and the three of them become boy best friends. and they regularly have a makeover night where they dress up various members of the crew. and izzy is in the corner wondering what the fuck happened and how did he get stuck with two fucking dandies on this ship.

#txt #our flag means death #kriss.txt #sorry this got so long nxkxjsjjs but fuck!!!!#i need this so bad 😭😭😭😭😭#calico jack should NEVER have been an 'enemy'#and this isnt like a love triangle. jack isn't interested in eithwr of them #lucius tells him quite early on that ed and stede are co captains eye emoji and jack just goes 'ooooooh'#and hes okay w it. hes like good for them. glad ed finally found someone

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horizon-of-the-lance · 6 months

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Return to Wayreth

Darkember 5th-13th

Party

Konguq-Human Wizard Captain

Ace- Human Rouge Quartermaster

Bron-Dwarf Fighter and Battle Master

Vodren-Human Cleric Healer and Navigation

Ryai-Elf Spellblade Night Watch

Vorlo-Hobgoblin Apothecary and Helmsman

Broud- Half-Ogre Cleric and Scholar

The Dandies return to Ankatavaka to restock on supply and try to find odd jobs to make some steel. When they pull into port, the port master informed them that he knows who the captain actually is, but an enemy of Solamnia is a friend of Ankatavaka. The party now has to consider the fact the Solamic navy is looking for them. While Ankatavaka is friendly other places might not.

Vodren goes off to help farmers for next year's harvest by blessing thier crops. The people recognize him and they are more than willing to bring him thier seeds in exchange for alms.

Ryai goes to find work as a translator. He finds a young Baronette who wants a plant book translated into Ergoth. While Ryai can read it, he can't write Ergothian and enlists Ace's assistance in translating the text. They split the pay.

Konguq looks for additional passengers they can take and finds a half goblin woman named Cicle looking to sell 20 extremely well trained hunting dogs. Konguq tries to enquire where she got the dogs but Cicle is willing to pay more so she doesn't ask questions. Konguq deduces that the dogs were definitely stolen, but is willing to take her on if she doesn't mind Zim on board. The two agree and Cicle joins the ship.

The group plot's out their path and makes the trek to Wayreth. They travel through Qualinesti waters on their way and Vodren notices a white ship tailing them. Ryai recognizes the ship as the Qualinesti coast guard and makes his way below deck to hide. He hides his things and slips into the hidden compartment on the ship. The ship pulls up to board them and the crew let's the elves on board. Captain Cayono boards and introduces the ship as a part of Coastal Defense Force(Known as Coast of the Fence Force in Abanasinia) and informs them that they are allies of Solomnia and therefore have been informed of the Dandy Rose's status as a pirate ship. Konguq and Ace play dumb about their pirate status and Captain Cayono informs them of thier status as pirates. Captain Cayono asks to look around the ship and they allow him, Ace standing next to where Ryai has hidden himself and keeps the the Captain distracted. The captain finds no evidence of piracy on the ship and eases up on them. Cayono inquires about the elf that was supposed to be traveling with them going by the name of Ryai with the family name Aedlock. Ace lies and tells them that Ryai was with them in Ankatavaka doing translation work for a Baronette, but stayed in Ankatavaka. Captain Cayono accepts the answer and then asks about the Clerics on board. Vodren and Broud both make themselves known. Cayono offers them the opportunity to come to Qualinost and help with their defenses and be rewarded handsomely. The two decline.

Cayono leaves and apologies for the inconvenience, and let's the crew go. He let's them know that he'll still be keeping an eye on their ship but saw no signs of piracy. Once the ship is out of sight Ryai comes out and stays below deck until they are out of Qualinesti waters. Vodren tells Broud what happened during the Test of High Sorcery and what they encountered with Paladithel. Broud seems unbothered, saying that he wasn't going to be friends with Qualinost to begin with.

Before leaving the bay another ship starts coming up from south towards the Dandy Rose. Ace recognizes it as a Tarisian ship, which should be impossible since it's been landlocked for the past 300 years. Konguq checks her telescope and sees the entire crew staffed by undead. They decide to outrun the ship and Vorlo manages to leave the ghost ship in their wake.

The ship makes it to a small village called Greentown without incident after. The Dandies leave the ship and tell the crew to hang out for the next few days while they go to Wayreth. Konguq asks Celiea if she can make Zim a cloak to have him go through the village. She returns with a very loud and garrish cloak. They pass through the village stopped by a baker named Radi trying to sell the group *magic pies* (which are just really good pies) the party buys some and Agratok goes to tell the crew to stop buy and some while they are docked.

The party sets off into the forest on thier way to Wayreth. On the way, the group hears echoing laughter in the distance. The party debates checking out the disturbance, and Broud suggests that Ace go and check it out. Ace sneaks by and sees three large rock like creatures with wings laughing over a red robe wizard's corpse and playing with it's things.

When Ace returns, he describes the creatures and Ryai and Konguq recognize them as Rock Elementals. The party takes a vote and they decide to take them out. They split into two groups in an attempt to sneak up on them. Vodren, Ace, and Ryai manage to hide. Konguq, Bron, Broud, and Vorlo however all fail to sneak up on them, causing them to take off into the trees. With the element of surprise Ryai manages to burn off a branch causing one them to fall and hit the ground hard. The elemental gets up and lunges at Ryai striking him. Ryai returns the favor by striking him back with thunder and force damage. It tries to flee but Ace finishes it off with his cane.

Another elemental leaps off the branch and sinks deep into Broud, hurting him pretty badly. Bron gives the elemental a good smack while Konguq has it explode from the light of her blade. She then dives for the spell book. Vorlo tries but fails to get any hits on the enemy.

The final elemental tries to huck a large rock at Ace, but fails so poorly it also hits the ground with a large thunk. Bron, Ace, and Ryai surround it and quickly dispose of the creature.

Ryai checks to see if there are any identifiers on the dead wizard and finds the name Winifred. He recognizes the style of the elementals being from the Northern Plainsfolk and that the wizard herself was one of them. Looking at her spell book she was mostly into conjuration with her spells being:

Conjure elemental

Find Familiar

Magic Circle

Magic weapon

Planar Binding

Vodren deduces however that at Winifred's age (being in her 80s) she suffered a heart attack in the last 12 hours. The party takes her things and her body and continue to Wayreth.

Once they get to the tower Ivelos is there to greet them again. He is saddened to see Winifred's body but takes her so she can be buried and allows the group to keep her things. He then tells the two wizards to report to the heads of their order.

Ryai heads up to meet with Par-Salian and recaps quickly what happened while they were away, leaving out certain details. Ryai then rapid fires into asking if there has been any progress on the Dragon Orbs. To which Par-Salian tells him to check in with Justarius since he's been doing more research on them. Ryai also asks if there is any way to discreetly get in touch with an elf in Qualinost and Par-Salian tells him the sending spell is the best way to do so discreetly. Ryai pauses for a moment to think on his options and Par-Salian tells him he looks different from when he was last in Wayreth. Ryai looks at him confused, since his major change happened while he was still in Wayreth. Par-Salian tells him that he's seemed to become more settled in who he is now than before, which leaves Ryai a little speechless. He gives him a flustered thanks and before heading out asks if there is any news from Qualinost. The old wizard tells him that they did not know that's what Paladithel had intended during Ryai's test, but that it is true he intends to sacrifice clerics to boost Qualinost's defenses. Ryai leaves with a checklist of things to do before leaving the tower again.

Konguq and Vodren both go to see Ladonna, something Konguq bemoans. They find Ladonna in her lab and Konguq also gives her a recap, showing the wizard Zim. Ladonna is impressed by the undead creature, saying that he's well on his way of becoming a dread zombie. They enquire further and she tells them that dread zombies are incredibly difficult to make since no one can accurately replicate the process to do so, often getting themselves killed. She tells them that he will eventually gain sentience and how it will behave and become will depend on how Zim is treated. He however will not have the personality of the person before. Ladonna recommends looking into how the Icewalkers preserve thier dead to slow Zim's decay to a halt, practically mummifying him. Konguq promise's to take care of and look after Zim, feeling a strong attachment to him. Ladonna reminds her that she is having strong feelings for a corpse. Ladonna also requests since they're making their way to Ice Reach, that they also try to deal with an elven black robe wizard named Feal-Thas. She explains that he turned coat and joined up with the dragon army and is claiming to come for her position in the tower. Vodren recalls Galera telling him about him earlier. The two agree. Vodren tells Ladonna that Konguq has made a good black robbed wizard. She takes it as an insult.

Ace spends time in the common area while waiting and Jabbie catches Ace and asks him to step into his office (a broom closet) He calls in the IOU from earlier and tells Ace he needs one of his pet projects put down. He describes his creation has having the antlers of white stag, the maw of a large wolf, and the wings of a silver dragon. A fae chimera that refused to listen to him. It unfortunately took off into the woods and is hanging around where the others gather their spell ingredients. Ace tells him they'll handle it but Jabbie wants it done discreetly. Ace agrees and presses for more information about weaknesses. After some flattery Jabbie admits that everything he makes is weak to lightning. But not to tell the others that out right. Ace tells him and waits for the others to return.

The rest comeback and they update everyone on their talks. Ryai confirms that Paladithel is doing exactly as he thought, and needs to get more information from Justarius. Konguq tells them that Zim is possibly becoming a dread Zombie and that how he turns out depends on how he's treated. Ace gives the party the job Jabbie gave them. Both Konguq and Ryai recognize it as a chimera and it's usual trappings. (Can't be put to sleep, has three heads. Silver dragon breathing ice instead of fire) and Ace implies it's weak to lightning, something Konguq is very good at. Ryai looking through Winifred's book recognizes that the spell Magic Circle can be used to trap a fae creature, giving them a chance to trap and whallop the creature to death. The only snag being how long it takes to cast. Vodren has access to Sanctuary to help keep the monster off him, but not until the next day. The group agrees to go after it the next day so they can prepare.

Konguq and Broud go to the library while Ryai goes to speak with Justarius. Before Ryai goes however he asks Konguq what she knows about Ice Wall castle. She recalls that it's moved since the cataclysm and the guy that runs it isn't the greatest. But there is a secret entrance and a guardian that no one has ever snuck past. He thanks her and takes off.

#dnd stuff #dragonlance #dnd campaign #session recap #Wayreth

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