#i asked her to go see marc she told me to fuck off lol
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To Cry for the Moon Part 10 (Moon Knight x Female Eternal!Reader)
Author's Note: The one is going to be tough, but I promise it will pay off. We actually do have a plan for this story.
Please do not take, copy, or translate without talking to me first. Reblogs, likes, and comments are encouraged. But anything else please message me first. I work really hard on these, I was a writing apprentice for a comic book writer and learned this craft despite having issues I had to overcome, like essential tremors, a mild reading disability, and aphantasia. I put my heart and soul into everything I write. Thank you.
The story idea, and most of the voicemails to Steven & Marc were written by @jupitersmoon167 (the original post I saw is here!) Also realized I should probably add content warnings, so I did and tagged them. If you think I missed a warning please send me an ask. I try to tw tag even the tiniest thing so no one has to suffer if I can help it.
Y/N = Your Name. Y/N/N = Your Nickname. Reader pronouns She/Her. Story is 3rd person POV. Italics are the reflected alter talking.
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Tagged: @rosaren2498, @yuugenmomo, @faefanatic, @urlocallsimp @assassinsasha23, @queenariesofnarnia, @rmoonstoner, @crypticruler, @animelover18, @philiasoul, @distinguishedmakerpandapatrol, @22carolina08, @preciousbabypeter
Primary Pairing: Steven Grant x Eternal!Reader, Marc Spector x Eternal!Reader, Khonshu x Ma'at!Reader
Content Warning: Mental Illness, Injury, Death, Violence, Fighting
Word Count: 2k+ (for those curious the whole fic wc is 17,332. And it is nowhere near done lol)
WIP Series Masterlist
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 11, Part 12
Part 10: Seemingly the End
After getting off the plane painful memories came rushing back. Y/N had not been back here since the Eternals separated. It was a painful memory but she pushed through it. After taking a short trip to a small city, Y/N pulls out her phone. She makes one last call before they venture too far from the jungle-surrounded city to have signal. She calls Steven and isn't surprised to hear his outgoing voicemail again.
“Screw the theatrics, I don’t even know if you’re even going to get this. We’re in the middle of the god damn Amazon because Druig thought it would be a grand fucking idea to place his cult here of all places. He’s a stubborn bastard, but if we’re gonna pull this off we need him. I'm sorry, Marc, Steven. I am so sorry. Osiris can tell you what is happening, all Khonshu has to do is ask. Khonshu was more right about me than he could have ever known. And well, I meant it earlier when I said you should talk to your dad, you uh, never know when he’ll kick the bucket, so to speak. I miss you guys, I wish I could talk-” she lost signal as they got further from the city. She hoped enough of the message went through. She put her phone away and took to the air to attempt to narrow down Druig's commune location.
Her feet touch the ground as they near the modest commune. She could feel the people around them. Their hearts are kind and welcoming. She watches the people around her as the others talk. They all feel like good people. She can feel their loyalty. It's quiet and content. Her focus is drawn and she feels herself truly smile for the first time since leaving London when Druig finally walks out.
"Please," Druig says with a smirk, "Make yourselves at home."
He studied Y/N as she got closer. "Who do I need to control off a cliff for taking the stars from your eyes?" Druig asks as she finally near him.
"Wouldn't kill him, or them, if you did, but you'd probably still enjoy it," Sprite told him. Druig raised a brow.
"Doesn't matter," Y/N says, knowing it was so much more than her issues with Marc and Steven. "It's good to see you." It wasn't a lie. She always missed Druig. He was more her brother than the others. Druig could always understand how overwhelming her powers were. How being surrounded by people was a blessing and a curse. He could feel the minds around him like a constant buzz. Y/N always felt the same thing but instead of minds, it was hearts. Having to sit back and watch the wars and conflicts as time went on weighed on her heart as it did his mind. They had an understanding of things that the others just couldn't comprehend. The heart and the mind were vital to human existence after all. The only difference was he could control minds, she had to judge hearts as is. And honestly, he thinks he was given the easier task.
Druig rolls his eyes but hugs her, he didn't need to read her mind to know how broken she was. "Told you that you should have come with me. They would have loved you. No one would have broken your heart." He gestures to the members of his commune.
"Ask me again after you talk to everyone else," she tells him.
"I might just hold you to it." Druig grins.
"I might just let you." Y/N hugs him again.
Druig chuckles as he pulls away, and goes to the main hall with her just behind him.
She knew he was stubborn but she had hoped he wouldn't resist them so much. He gets under everyone's skin so easily sometimes. And Ikaris made it easy. It didn't help Sersi's phone went off. It made Y/N want to check hers, but she knew she wouldn't have anything. Marc didn't want anything to do with her. No need to waste the battery. Instead she reached out with her powers to feel the community Druig had cultivated for years. They were so content. It wasn't easy knowing if the team failed, these people would die. Her attention was drawn back by Ikaris saying Druig was wasting their time. Druig hadn't agreed to join them. She wasn't really surprised. She had been hopeful, but not unrealistic.
Y/N follows Druig out. "You told me to ask you to stay again," he says.
"I did," Y/N replied.
"Would you?" He asks.
"Not if it means I'd just have to stay here and watch them all die without trying to stop it. Osiris and Isis believe we can stop it. I have let them down enough ready, I have to try."
"And you're here to convince me to help," he states.
"I'm here because I missed you and I would feel better if you were there. Is it so bad I wanted to see one of my best friends one last time before we all might die or get reset? Yes, I was hoping you would help us, but I'm not going to make you."
"You still wouldn't join me, would you? You love your human too much, the one that broke your heart. You could always bring him."
"His mind would drive you up a wall. They have at least 3 personalities and Khonshu in their head."
"Sounds crowded," Druig admits. "But does sound amusing. Haven't had a new challenge in centuries."
"If you want a challenge then join us, forcing a celestial to sleep, I don't think you could find a bigger challenge."
"I see what you did there," Druig says, shaking his head.
"And you know me too well to know I can't just let humanity end because of Arishem's lies. I've always been willing to die for the truth, only this time I genuinely might."
"Try not to," he says. Before they can say much more, they hear Sersi shouting. Deviants. Deviants had found them. Y/N takes off running, summoning her wings as she did. She flies and joins Kingo in trying to buy the others enough time to get the villagers clear of the fight. As Kingo focuses on keeping one of them busy, Y/N tries to keep them away from where Sersi is leading the people. She shouts for Sersi when the other Eternal is hit while trying to fortify the building. Y/N immediately launches a round of feathers at the beast to draw it away from her friend. Her attacks are joined by rifle fire and her heart sinks when she sees a number of villagers under Druig’s control shooting at the beast. She goes to volley another attack when Druig jumps over the deviant and shoots at it.
“Seriously?!” She shouts as she drops down to block the creature's tail as it swipes at the humans. Her wings took the brunt of the blow. She hopes that Druig is paying enough attention so that she doesn’t end up with a bullet in her back while trying to defend his people. She doesn’t even have enough time between blows to get a hit in. She focuses everything she has on staying ahead of the deviant's tail. She was starting to think that splitting her powers may have actually been a mistake when she feels herself losing her footing. Unable to get into the air was limiting what she could do. She tries to summon a blade but the deviant shifts faster than she can, wraps its tail around her leg and slams her into the dirt, before she can get her wings back up to protect herself, the jaws of the beast latch onto her side. Ripping a scream from her as it does.
The only reason it doesn’t kill her is that Sersi traps it in a metallic tree and Druig pulls her out from the shocked creature’s gaping maw. She pushes him away. She doesn’t have the energy to tell him how stupid he was being. She left Sersi to talk sense into him. Y/N took to the sky to get a better chance for an attack. The pain in her side was unbelievable, but she focused on attacking as the deviant broke free from its improvised cage. She’d never been so glad to see Ikaris in her life when he shows up to take on the deviant now heading for Druig. He took the beast out swiftly with his eye beams, before going after another. She tried to give him aerial support, but it was becoming harder and harder to build up enough energy for an attack. She feels water hit her as Sersi battles a deviant by hand. Y/N is just as shocked as the rest of the group when Sersi transforms the deviant into a tree.
Y/N begins to feel her wings fade and flicker, and her vision grows fuzzy around the edges. She knows she won’t last much longer. Her heart is beating too fast and the bite on her side has already soaked her shirt and jacket in blood. She knew her phone was probably smashed in her pocket. There went her chance at telling Steven and Marc goodbye. She tries to lower herself gently to the ground but her knees buckle and she falls. She hears shouting and feels hands on her. They move her and she stares at the tops of the trees. She wishes she could see more of the sky. She loves the sky. She loves flying. It felt natural. She wishes she could see the moon, one last time. To know that maybe, just maybe she'd get to say goodbye. She tried, but all that came out was a choked sob. She wanted to tell them all that she would see them in the next life. It wasn't until hands gripped her face and brushed back her tears that she focused on the figures now blocking small bits of the canopy.
She tried to reach for them and her blood-soaked hand was pulled into Sersi's own. She shook her head at Druig as he tried to help her. Her other hand gestures for them to come closer. They do. She summons up as much energy as she can. "Save them for me."
"We will," Sersi says.
She leans her head up with the last strength she has and bumps Druig's forehead earning a sad laugh. Her head drops back down but he returns the gesture.
"You've got nothing to worry about now," he says. Her strength is gone, she closes her eyes and knows it's over. A fleeting thought of goodbye and then darkness.
Druig was on his feet as soon as he knew she was gone. He looked at the destruction around them and the blood on his hands. Sersi squeezes the limp hand in hers before she stands up. She needs to think. She has to call Steven. Sersi feels another piece of her heart shatter. But before she can do anything she's called because Y/N isn't the only loss. Gilgamesh had fallen defending Thena. And Thena was inconsolable.
Egyptian Underworld
Osiris hears shouting. He approaches the scales as the chains of the plate holding the feather break. He picks up the feather and it feels wrong. Very wrong. Too much like a normal feather and the ethereal glow dims slightly. That was not good. He gently sets it aside. "Time to intervene," he says and gestures for Anubis to follow him as he opens the gates and they pass through. Summoning their avatars he opens the path to Y/N. "Oh little feather, what did you do." He nods at Anubis who has his avatar carefully lift Y/N and they return to the temple. "Fix her up as best you can. Her master may have forsaken her, but we shall not. Teach those Celestials that they have no more power over death than we do."
Osiris was quick to retrieve the feather of truth, encouraged by the slight glow that it still held. It was her, she had told him. Now he would use it to put things back the way they should be. A devoted goddess like Ma'at deserved at least that. If she was too far gone and beyond his reach, he would have Anubis do what he was best at, what he was worshipped for. But Osiris felt it would work. They would not be saying goodbye to Earth. It was not their time yet.
Ruins of Druig's Commune
"Where is she?" Kingo asks as he goes to retrieve Y/N to place her alongside Gilgamesh.
"What?" Druig pushes past him to find Y/N's body gone.
"You're sure she was dead?" Ikaris asks and earns a vicious glare from Druig.
"Yes," Druig spat.
"Maybe an animal-"
"Don't-" Druig warns.
"Druig," Kingo starts.
"Then we have to find her," Sersi says.
Sprite and Thena stay with Gilgamesh while the others search and find nothing. No signs of tracks, no trace. Nothing. They eventually decide that they had to give Gilgamesh a proper send-off. And Sersi still had something she needed to do.
Once Sersi was able to clean her hands she found her phone and found Steven's number. She calls it. They don't answer, though she wasn’t surprised. They probably thought Y/N had borrowed her phone to call. So she left them a message she knew would destroy them if and when they do get it.
"Steven, or Marc, it's Sersi, I…I hate having to do this in a voicemail. I would rather do this in person, or even in a real phone call, I…if we had more time I would do this in person, but we lost Y/N. Part of me hopes Khonshu knows, she always found it annoying when he boasted about knowing all that happened under the moon." Sersi let out a shaky laugh. "She…well, she fought to the end. She loved humanity, she loved you all. She loved you, both of you. She would want you to know."
Sersi hung up and just hoped the message got through. But she would find a way to reach them, to save them, and all of humanity. Druig was onboard now. They would end this for all of them. Their deaths would mean something.
Temple of the Gods
The first thing that registers to Y/N's mind is the cold. She feels cold, the cold stone beneath her makes her shiver.
"Welcome back, Ma'at," the voice of Isis' avatar says. "The goddess will be glad you pulled through." Y/N goes to speak but is hushed. She hears footsteps approaching followed by a whispered conversation she cannot process. Y/N finally opens her eyes but puts up no fight as she is lifted. The avatar of Anubis sets her back down but this time on a soft blanket that the goddess' avatar gently wraps around her. "You have been through quite the journey, and you need rest. Sleep now."
The next time she wakes Osiris is there, his avatar looms above her as he updates her on what has happened. Her family had lost another soul. Gilgamesh had fought and earned a warrior's death and were it up to Osiris he would be rewarded in his afterlife. Sadly, Gilgamesh, like Ajak, was beyond his reach.
"But your feather saved you," he told her. "Your commitment to serving humanity in this life and the next is what brought you back. Your strength will hopefully return with time, but your heart beats again, and when the time comes you will show the Celestials that we gods are not to be underestimated. He sat the feather gently beside her, the faint glow although weaker than before still shown. "You have earned more time, feather. I know you will use it wisely."
She wakes again in a bed with soft light shining through the open window. "You are safe," the voice of Osiris' avatar spoke. "You will find everything you need in this room. Bathroom, if you feel like you have the strength is through there." He gestures to an open door. "You are safe here. Osiris will summon you when the time comes."
"I need to call my family, to call-"
"If you wish to help them you will not waste your energy," another voice spoke. She recognized the avatar for Horus. "You wish to join your friends again to fix things, do you not?"
"I do," she admits.
"Then do not waste your energy or tax your healing system with concerns that won't matter. You do not yet know if you can join them or if they will succeed. Why make them suffer your death twice?"
"And Khonshu has not graced us with his presence, even Taweret is surprised, but no need to worry the old bird over things he cannot change. Heal first, then you can right your wrongs."
#To Cry for the Moon Fic#eternals!reader#moon knight eternals crossover fic#eternals x reader#egyptian gods x eternals!reader#marc spector x eternals!reader#marc spector x y/n#marc spector x female!reader#marc spector x reader#steven grant x y/n#steven grant x female!reader#steven grant x reader#khonshu x reader#tw: death#tw: violence#tw: fighting#tw: injury#tw: mental illness
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my mother is drinking an estrella galicia in barcelona rn
why does it hurt so much to see others live your dreams
#also why is this woman never at home#shes there for work but still#i asked her to go see marc she told me to fuck off lol
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tw sexual assault
I get so much anxiety about if other people think that i’m too weird. I overanalyze my social interactions so much and its odd because i rarely used to get social anxiety. Generalized anxiety was more of a constant, like i was pretty much always in fight or flight mode. Nowadays i’ll go over something i’ve said and pick out all of the ways that i could have communicated better, wondering how the other person interpreted me, worrying that i was misinterpreted or that they were secretly judging me. I have a hard time trusting people and that makes me closed off to others….which is fine i guess because unless i want a relationship with someone, then i don’t necessarily care about what they think of me. So its like whyyy am i getting anxious about being misinterpreted?
I know that I tend to assume that people are acting in bad faith a lot. I put defenses up before knowing what a person’s intentions are because its easier to protect myself that way. If I’m always on guard, then the risk of being tricked or manipulated is lower, right? And it makes me feel like I’m victimizing myself by acting like i know that everyone is out to get me. But it’s very hard because i’ve had people take advantage of my trust. I wish that i could just say “fuck them” and move on but the wounds are just so deep. There is so much that I still haven’t processed yet, so i don’t even know how to heal. My therapist told me to write unsent letters to people that have hurt me. I wrote a couple and they helped. But when I went in to write one of them in particular, I had so much ready to go but once i got there i could barely think of anything to write down. All i could do is sit there and cry. I could barely even describe what happened to my therapist. I still haven’t really. I’ve only ever told Marc and my best friend about it and it wasn’t very detailed because, again, haven’t even touched the surface of that stuff myself. The pain is so heavy, but its like I’m unable to process any of it. I think about it every fucking day :( its like i never even left it. I just want to belt it out so bad. “I loved you i loved you and you didnt even care. You laughed at me when i told you and you kept me around for your own gain.” and here i am, feeling a crushing amount of guilt for hurting them. it follows me everywhere. worrying myself sick that i looked like the bad guy for putting my mental health first. i could have handled it better. i know. but i needed to help myself. I ask myself “Did I do the right thing?” and i say yes but quietly, and my voice trembles as say it
It gets so bad sometimes. I dread socializing with most people nowadays because i can’t see how they would accept me. And I want to screammmmm because I know that I’m worthy of love and acceptance!!!! I have so many people in my life that genuinely care about me!!!! Like!!!! Not everyone is going to hurt me!!! I don’t matter to most people and thats good!!! And yet I still place myself at second-best for everyone. Its so frustrating. l deserve to be my most authentic self god dammit
I think about how shitty Hayley was to me when we were friends and sometimes i legit sit there and say, “well maybe I misinterpreted what happened and she wasn’t actually being shitty. maybe i incorrectly thought that what she did to me was abusive.” THAT BITCH PUNCHED ME UNTIL I GOT BRUISES!!! SHE PULLED MY SHIRT UP IN FRONT OF PEOPLE WHEN I WASNT EXPECTING IT!!!! THAT SHIT ISNT OKAY. Hayley made me to fucking uncomfortable soooo often, she really had no regard for how others felt around her. At least not for me lol. And yeah she was traumatized too or whatever but fuck you bro you mentally tortured me throughout our entire “friendship.” And then she tries to crawl back into my life in the saddest ways possible. Following me around at the gym. Calling my mom to try and contact me. Getting her ex boyfriend who worked with me to try and get me to message her. Sorry i don’t exist to make you feel better about yourself. fuck herrr
i really need to be nicer to myself. i’ve felt empowered to speak my truth to my mom about my stepdad’s abuse, and if i can do that i know that i can get through whatever im going through right now. i craved my moms validation and i spoke my truth about my abuse and got it. The difference is that i don’t want validation from these other people, I’m just…really angry at them. A “How dare you take advantage of me?” type of a thing. God am I just going through the same cycle of denial, anger, then whatever comes after? I know that I have to allow myself to feel my emotions or whatever, but anger is the most difficult one for me to feel…. Why cant it be easier lol
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Ronnie & Joe
Ronnie: [is gonna rock up late despite literally living with Charlie so enjoy the entrance everybody]
Joe: [when you weren’t invited but still gonna show up like you have somewhere better to be, love that for you, the effort we’ve not gone to because we live here so it’s kinda okay but not really Joseph, also I imagine kinda shook she ended up showing]
Ronnie: [likewise in the sense that she dresses the same everywhere she goes unless it’s a job interview or court appearance lol but we know she looks good if you’re Joseph and into it, I imagine her zoning in on Jamie immediately like who the fuck is this and then oh I’ve heard nothing about you kinda energy soz gal]
Joe: [rude but not untrue in this case, at least Charlie can make it seem like you’re joking and Joe can go get you a drink like soz this is all we have energy ‘cos in jokes]
Ronnie: [I highly doubt they have enough seats around that table so I also imagine her dragging up something to sit on like yeah I’m here to stay bitches and drinking Joe’s drink while he’s gone as a throwback to when she did when they met at that gig and cos we’re obvs claiming him LOL]
Joe: [we know the food is gonna be studenty anyway so having smaller portions won’t kill any of us lmao, just dying at how shocked Sophie is having to conceal she is, host on queen, boring boyfriend having no opinions of course]
Ronnie: [don’t worry gal depending how much of a jealous rage we get into we probably won’t be eating it so you’ll still have brownies left, her face would be iconic and I totally picture Marc on his phone the entire time because Paul used to do that when he was with Trace]
Joe: [giving nothing to this bizarre situation, too real, Charlie and Sophie holding this together, soz guys, Joe jus amused af, do we sit opposite or next to hmm]
Ronnie: [read that as soz gays, ILY mum & dad, I think he needs to sit opposite Jamie so that she can accuse them of eye fucking each other or whatever so probably next to]
Joe: [okay yes gather ‘round everyone]
Ronnie: she lives here
Joe: yeah I told you, Silent Bob’s gf
Ronnie: you said he had a bitch not shes been chained to the radiator since youse lot moved in
Joe: maybe that’s his secret
Ronnie: whens he letting you have your go
Joe: got my own radiator you can have a go on when this is over
Joe: not to brag or nothing
Ronnie: wont be over til the fat flatmate sings & the other one sucking you off while her & mariah duet and the boyfriend pretends he aint watching youse instead is fuck all to brag about
Joe: be lucky if it got close to that level of mildly interesting
Joe: where are you in all this then
Ronnie: under the sink looking for drain cleaner or whatever else i can drink
Joe: why do you get to have all the fun?
Ronnie: i dont waste my time asking bullshit questions
Joe: how are we gonna waste our time
Ronnie: im gonna kill your shared girlfriend & youre gonna cry about it
Joe: I don’t think I am
Joe: no amount of tragedy is gonna breakthrough the chemical fog
Ronnie: you would if you could
Joe: [🙄 at her]
Ronnie: [tips however much is left of her drink into his lap not at all accidentally but we know Charlie and Soph will pretend it was]
Joe: [whip them off to go get changed boy]
Ronnie: [when you wanna follow him but you just gotta glare instead]
Joe: [probably taking whatever we’ve got in to make this go easier, ‘scuse us, so much missing out]
Ronnie: [you know she turned up already on something so do what you gotta do Joseph]
Joe: [Jamie should be talking to you about uni things thus alienating everyone else a lil ‘cos that is a bit rude and will annoy you gal]
Ronnie: [fully just opening up a wound over here literally cos she was already jealous but did not realise they had this much shit in common or anything in common actually so we’re just livid and bleeding]
Joe: [Sophie just running with the kitchen roll like omg do we have bandages guys like oh babe you truly only mean well, Charlie just giving the can you not looks of it all, Joe just jealous because we’ve obviously got our long sleeves]
Ronnie: [a spoken out loud fuck you at everyone but mainly Joe as we go to the bathroom to not deal with this but instead evoke the energy of when Mae downed that mouthwash because she definitely would and also go through the cabinets for anything sharp obvs]
Joe: [at least you can go under the guise of checking on her but really you’re just seeing what she’s doing]
Ronnie: [1000% have not locked the door because we wanted him to follow us but that won’t stop her telling him to get out because walking contradiction forever]
Joe: [locks it behind him in response]
Ronnie: [the most intense glare in response because could not be more livid rn]
Joe: [grabbing wherever the wound is like we’re gonna kiss it better or something like Soph for a casual bit of blood drinking]
Ronnie: [obviously have to push him away really hard because we’re obviously really into it and excuse you boy we’re trying to be angry and hate you, soz to all the flatmates when you hear that crashing about]
Joe: [lmao this tiny bathroom getting destroyed, steady yourself and her despite that clearly not being what she wants right now, roll up a sleeve ‘you never did the X’]
Ronnie: [the glorious visual of trying to get past him to leave/push him away again at the same time in a small space so you just end up pressed up against each other and the door making eye contact and it’s hot af ‘you never took me anywhere’]
Joe: [‘so let me’ do you mean let’s get out of here or in a saucy way either or you skinny as hell girl so if you not really trying to leave it’s easy not to let you]
Ronnie: [‘she’ll let you’ because we’re not just dropping this even if we want to]
Joe: [‘who?’ like an oblivious boy ‘cos clearly not where our head is]
Ronnie: [a really vicious read of Jamie based on what we’re learned this evening that I’m not gonna do because I am not that mean but it’s obvious it’s her and not Sophie we’re talking about, hope you don’t hear us gal]
Joe: [‘I’m not interested’ in every sense right now ‘and you know that, stop pissing about’]
Ronnie: [‘wasn’t any other cunt round the table hanging on her every fucking word, I know that’ because that was blatant Jamie]
Joe: [‘I can’t help it that her fella’s an accountant’ what do you do Marc, do any of us know lol, shrugs ‘we go to the same school, that’s it’ and a look like whatever the fuck this is is clearly more]
Ronnie: [she would wanna lol but we can’t because still mad ‘that’s it?’ not actually a question though more like you better be telling the truth boy ‘why the fuck have you never told me about her then?’]
Joe: [‘I thought I had when I said he had a girlfriend’ not not a lie ‘none of them are what I want to talk about, that’s it’]
Ronnie: [‘you were thinking with this’ grabbing his dick when we say so ‘that’s it’ cos even if that was true Joseph we shade the rest of the flatmates often and you know damn well we love doing it]
Joe: [shakes head even though we are very clearly into that ‘she’s no Soph’ like it wouldn’t be as funny soz]
Ronnie: [‘is right’ like yeah I know you actually seriously wanna get with her, and moving away but not to leave but to pick back up whatever implement we were gonna hurt ourselves with before he came in but didn’t get chance to because we’re genuinely upset]
Joe: [literally putting ourselves in front of it like no ‘Ronnie’ like I don’t know how you’re going to even put it into words boy so it’s mainly a !!! look]
Ronnie: [a look that starts out like don’t try and stop me/fuck you but turns into !! when his does like say something/do something if you mean it]
Joe: [got to go in and kiss you whilst making her push whatever she was gonna use on herself into him, now or never, enjoy the tension finally getting released]
Ronnie: [obviously we’re kissing you back so we all know what’s gonna happen next lol, soz flatmates I really hope you can’t hear anything, especially Charlie cos you actually know they’re related]
Joe: [it is not a big flat so keep quiet, just think he’s comforting her for all this time or what, god bless]
Ronnie: [she would be trying to keep quiet but not for y’all more so he thinks she’s unimpressed/not that into it but that would literally last all of a second because she’s obviously very into it]
Joe: [the levels you aren’t gonna wanna go back in but can’t be seen as being romantic lads]
Ronnie: [I could easily have her leave if we want though because it’s a fact that she doesn’t wanna be here and everyone would be relieved except Joseph]
Joe: [that probably makes sense, honestly, and you’ve freaked them all out, as was the point]
Ronnie: [and lbr you’ve freaked yourselves out with how good that hook up was too so]
Joe: [just go hide in your room like you’re very taxed by that in an acceptable way boy]
Ronnie: [god knows where you’re gonna go gal but please don’t OD again like you literally did in Margate no time ago]
Joe: [the headfuckery]
Ronnie: [poor Charlie just like UMMM WTF cos she must look bad even for her rn and we’ve behaved terribly and then literally legged it so]
Joe: [thank god you’re such a natural party go-er so you can make up some excuse to put them all at relative ease but yeah, for sure like excuse me]
Ronnie: [might be fun to do a convo between them when we’re done with this one]
Joe: [I’m down even though I really haven’t used him yet, I’ll give it a go]
Ronnie: [yeah it’s been forever since we did the group chats with them and Bronson and Bea it feels like another life, I can send you the convo we did where she told him she met Joe if you like cos I re-read that the other day and it was pretty good]
Ronnie: [but the real question is who’s gonna break first and start a convo and how long are we leaving it?]
Joe: [please do ‘cos did not realize we’d done that tbh]
Joe: [I could make a case for either of them, him to prove he meant it as he left it last time but her so she can’t automatically be on the ‘it meant nothing’ total defensive hmm]
Joe: [some hours later when the party is over, or could be]
Joe: Charlie was going pub, he’s left here though
Ronnie: [even later because whatever she’s doing she’s messy and can’t reply to the extent that she doesn’t need to because he won’t be expecting her to and yet here we are]
Ronnie: did whitney ask you to pass it on to us cos hes still disappointed like
Joe: couldn’t say
Joe: just letting you know that you’ll have a free gaff for a while longer
Ronnie: where have i chucked the other one for the sake of this free gaff in your mind mckenna
Joe: alright, free rooms better than fuck all
Ronnie: its his emmy oggie i aint there either
Joe: anywhere good?
Ronnie: compared to what
Joe: established it’s no brag compared to tonight
Ronnie: not gonna stop you comparing me & her
Joe: compare to what?
Joe: pleasantries over cocopops
Ronnie: youll be interested in eating her out now youve got what you wanted off me
Ronnie: 9 is easier to carve than an 8 and you wont look like youre trying to copy the infinity sign one of your other exes wouldve got inked on her
Joe: it’s not remotely the fucking same
Joe: if I was arsed about getting my numbers up there’s millions of girls in this city I could hit up before you
Ronnie: yeah youre not related to any of em and theyd have less clue how to shoot up than you do
Joe: even if the related bit was ringing 100% true, you’re the only user in town now?
Joe: you don’t have to pervert it when it already was
Ronnie: youre already romanticising it like a fucking 13 year old so yeah i do cause one of us has to get real
Joe: you reckon I’m so okay with it just because I can admit I wanted it
Joe: who do you reckon you’re lying to like I weren’t there
Ronnie: who do you reckon youre talking to like i didnt fucking leave you there for a reason
Joe: Fuck off
Ronnie: i did
Joe: for someone who reckons they’re so open, you chat so much shit
Ronnie: open to what soft lad infection
Joe: scars and trackmarks on your sleeve
Ronnie: yeah
Joe: you didn’t miss much
Ronnie: no shit you didnt just invite me cause you wanted to fuck me
Ronnie: can do that anywhere
Joe: yeah and you didn’t just wanna come to make Soph cry, like
Ronnie: i owed you
Joe: get it off your to-do list then
Joe: well done
Ronnie: stop crying youll never look as ugly as horse girl doing it or go for as long as her
Joe: you love her, we all 👀
Ronnie: i said shut up
Joe: no, you say something that’s not stupid
Ronnie: what for fucks sake
Ronnie: what did you reckon id say when you started chatting shit like nothing happened
Joe: alright, I don’t know
Joe: it happened, right
Ronnie: you werent hallucinating
Joe: nothing that makes that happen in the bathroom cupboard
Joe: I don’t regret it, I know that
Ronnie: meant to be made up to hear it am i
Joe: nah, probably not
Joe: but you wanted me to talk about it so I am
Ronnie: i wanted you to take the fucking hint when i legged it as soon as
Joe: you could’ve blocked me, so
Joe: pardon me for not taking it that seriously
Ronnie: not your crazy ex & i couldnt deny you your bullshit heroics
Ronnie: mary aint carrying me anywhere and i know how bad you wanna see me turn blue
Joe: you like having a stalker, is what you mean
Ronnie: block me and get your whore flatmate to tell you what she likes about you
Ronnie: weve established i aint got the talent to sing no cunts praises
Joe: we’ve established I’m not interested in that
Ronnie: cause you want me to tell you how smart you are at fucking me instead of beat the shit out of you
Ronnie: it wont last
Joe: familys forever, sis
Ronnie: not to your ma baby
Ronnie: did i look enough like her for you
Joe: what do you reckon
Joe: your theory, not mine
Ronnie: mustve youve still not fucked off
Joe: you’ve got room for another face tat or two
Ronnie: go do that then
Joe: you can leave out the yes sir
Joe: not my fantasy
Ronnie: no shit like youve been my bitch since you hit send on facebook
Joe: 😂
Joe: I’ve been worse
Ronnie: you trying to turn me on or what its a bit late for it
Joe: just the once, alright
Joe: bit cliche but probably for the best considering
Joe: very sensible of you
Ronnie: cliche that my da didnt stick around long enough for his side of the family to properly cut or sew me up so ive gotta regret not getting chance to put a razor blade inside me before you 💔
Ronnie: now youre gonna reckon i care youve said the once ll do when i just hate you & hate how you fuck even more
Joe: Could’ve said it was about as much fun as
Joe: it’s alright
Joe: both confused, clearly
Ronnie: youre not confused youre fucking smug
Joe: hardly another achievement for the fridge door
Joe: what’s to be smug about
Ronnie: probably for the best i dont answer that if thats how you feel
Joe: come on
Joe: aside from proving you were full of shit about not wanting to as well
Ronnie: fuck you
Joe: you don’t want me to say how I really feel
Ronnie: making me cum earlier dont mean you know what i want now
Joe: right, you want me to declare my love so you get more out of telling me to fuck off, that’s more like it
Ronnie: do i fuck
Joe: then what do you want
Ronnie: like you give the slightest shit
Joe: I do too
Ronnie: no you dont
Joe: I fucking do
Joe: [prove it in a way only y’all would, carve her name or something]
Ronnie: [send him your own pics of the bite marks you’re covered in which is a self harming thing you’ve not done since you were a kid because it’s been a headfuck every second since you two met and we’re not coping honey]
Joe: you hungry?
Joe: you didn’t eat fuck all, I mean
Joe: could get something not dubiously prepared by Soph
Ronnie: hungry as you are funny
Joe: I weren’t trying to be
Joe: on the spectrum, or whatever you said
Ronnie: you wish you had the excuse or the musical prodigy status
Joe: 💔 about that genuinely
Joe: just a dickhead
Ronnie: yeah
Joe: I don’t know what to say
Joe: there’s no point saying I’m sorry
Ronnie: no point is right youre not sorry
Joe: nah
Joe: it’d be lovely for you if I’d found you and you were fine
Joe: but like you said, it ain’t about me or her, it’s about loads of shit and you clearly weren’t so
Joe: just seems pointless
Ronnie: im made up you finally got your head round it
Joe: Yeah well, I didn’t tell you I was a good person
Joe: don’t mean I don’t give no fucks, just ‘cos I ain’t trying to save you
Ronnie: you keep telling me you aint like it matters to me who you are
Joe: yeah, it doesn’t in why you’re fucked
Joe: but what do you want from me
Ronnie: its your fucking fault im like this climbing the walls same as when i was a kid
Joe: yeah ‘cos you were doing really great before weren’t ya
Ronnie: all you give a fuck about is letting yourself off the fucking hook
Joe: Blame me then what does it change
Joe: do something about it other than fucking yourself up, I don’t care
Ronnie: stop lying that youre bothered if your only answer to me losing my mind is that i was before
Joe: I can’t help you
Joe: If you thought I could, though why the fuck you would
Joe: then I am sorry
Ronnie: 💔🖕
Joe: I’ve got my own problems
Joe: if I had any solutions, I’d light ‘em up and shoot them into myself first, naturally
Ronnie: youve got a solution i gave it to you
Ronnie: why the fuck would you make me feel something
Joe: Selfishness
Joe: pure and simple
Ronnie: on your way to a grown up habit im dead proud
Joe: what more could I want
Ronnie: that to scab over seeing as youve finally admitted its bullshit
Joe: I still think about you constantly
Joe: I still want to know everything about you
Joe: I’d rot with you
Ronnie: youve got your own problems to think about
Joe: yeah, and that’s hell
Joe: I’ve done plenty of that
Ronnie: yeah and youve got your escape
Joe: take yours
Joe: can have plan bs and cs even if a is the best
Ronnie: youre the kid who tells the rest to jump off a bridge
Ronnie: cute
Joe: you’re implying I wouldn’t and all
Ronnie: i dont give a shit what you do but i aint giving you the satisfaction of being the last fuck i ever had
Ronnie: youd cling to life long enough to write a pathetic song about it
Joe: that’s the nicest thing you’ve said
Joe: which is saying something ‘cos you’re so sweet, like
Ronnie: youre welcome
Joe: I’ll do a Dylan style ballad about all your 👼🏼 deeds
Ronnie: thats the biggest turn off out of everything youve ever said or done
Joe: thank god, you’re insatiable 😏
Ronnie: once you said
Joe: not for my benefit
Ronnie: its all only for your benefit remember
Joe: if that were true you’d still be here
Ronnie: if it was true i could be
Joe: come back
Ronnie: cant ive got a face tat to get done
Joe: I understand
Joe: my art isn’t there yet
Joe: won’t ruin your beauty
Ronnie: go ed and chuck yourself off a bridge you dont have to wait for me to boot your door in & do you in for chatting shit
Joe: well I am already devvo I’m not a prodigy so yeah, add lack of a steady hand to the list of failures
Joe: probably the meds
Joe: you know being poetic is all I do, why have we downgraded it to chatting shit 💔
Ronnie: why are you calling me beautiful when you could write it in your suicide note for your ma theres your downgrade
Joe: you’re too romantic for your own good
Joe: I wouldn’t be writing a note, sorry to dash your illusions
Ronnie: not me saying i get you mckenna thats your delusion
Ronnie: what are you gonna draw on me then
Joe: you do but it’s more fun to take the piss and pretend you don’t so
Joe: That is the question
Joe: won’t brand you, don’t worry
Ronnie: if i dont want it ill cut it out no pressure
Joe: it’s just skin right
Ronnie: yeah
Joe: how olds your oldest scar
Ronnie: older than you
Joe: what did you do
Ronnie: i used to take headbanging literally
Joe: ah, the floor never saw you coming, yeah
Joe: I have a head scar too [cos he either does or did on the stalker show idk but there we go with a photo like she probably knows hun]
Ronnie: [I just imagine her smiling to herself like yeah I know nerd]
Ronnie: cant both be poets had to express myself somehow before i pushed a safety pin through my cheek
Joe: that explains the permanent 😾
Joe: fucked the muscles, like
Ronnie: your shit jokes do
Joe: it was always easier to just start fights to get hurt
Joe: when I was a kid
Joe: though you work out ways to be sneaky fast, if you have to
Ronnie: they didnt wanna fight me
Joe: everyday sexism strikes again
Ronnie: fuck off not cos im a girl
Joe: why then
Ronnie: wouldnt be me getting hurt and if i was i didnt care
Ronnie: all those mental problems you told that call centre cunt about like
Joe: ‘course you were too proud to make it count
Joe: have to let them get some punches in or there was no point, yeah
Ronnie: no point in fitz flouncing in either fun though
Joe: true
Joe: I’ve got a brother and all, I remember what it’s like
Ronnie: scraps never went far enough
Joe: yeah
Joe: most kids aren’t that psycho
Ronnie: 💔
Joe: being misunderstood served me so well for the whole musician thing so whatever, I guess
Ronnie: i mightve bothered keeping some of my bastards about if they were guaranteed nutters thatd serve you well
Joe: you’d get your own room then, like
Joe: even if you had to pack them to the rafters
Ronnie: for a stalker youre dead concerned about my privacy
Joe: nah, ‘course not
Joe: I’d rather have a place to do the gear without the possibility of Soph or Charlie 🥺ing at us obvs, nothing but selfishness
Ronnie: theres loads of places
Joe: you can show me
Ronnie: is she there now she can let me in
Joe: no idea
Joe: their room is near the door, makes sense they’d be your first victims
Ronnie: youre too selfish to get off your arse and do it
Joe: if you’re coming I’ll carry you in myself, you know that
Ronnie: ill be there and youll still be going on about what youre gonna do
Ronnie: no wonder the other kids kept smacking you
Joe: yeah, all mouth me, deffo what I was known for
Joe: not a euphemism and I don’t think they were wishing it was but who knows
Ronnie: you sure you dont want charlie giving you the eye
Ronnie: how it sounds
Joe: I’m alright, tah
Joe: pretty sure he’s over it now I’m enabling you
Ronnie: hes over everything thats not horse girls from kent but reckons the fucking lost causes are us
Joe: He clearly just gives a shit about appearances
Joe: looking nice, polite
Joe: they’ll never speak again, like
Ronnie: forget him
Ronnie: open the door
Joe: [do that boy]
Ronnie: [boop his little head scar as you come in like oh there it is]
Joe: [‘s’not even a good story’ and producing some takeaway moment from the kitchen as you go through ‘cos the dinner party was not heavy on the dinner bit]
Ronnie: [a look like ffs because people caring in any way ew no but we are gonna eat it because probably haven't since that Margate moment]
Joe: [shrugging like bitch I’m hungry as we tuck in, obviously]
Ronnie: [kick him while you've still got your big boots on but playfully not aggressively]
Joe: [😏 but in a more genuine way than that cocky face looks, I am vibing Chinese not that that matters but there we go]
Ronnie: [weirdly I also thought that maybe because it's one of the grossest haha but yeah eat your food lads]
Joe: [greasy greasy goodness, love the subtle shade if any of them come out for a cuppa or whatever like oh hello again lol]
Ronnie: [I hope it's oblivious Marc just living his life]
Joe: [that’d be most amusing, unbothered, casually]
Ronnie: [I just imagine them doing stuff to try and make him notice like when people stack stuff on a sleeping person but idk what you could do in that little kitchen]
Joe: [for sure, just being subtly annoying/weird and he is just like does not compute ‘cos we mind our own business, so childish]
Ronnie: [love that for you two]
Joe: [we stan the regression for you]
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undercover irid, crown prince seb, elems academy marco, librarian knowledge nads au
Brent and I had some really good ideas in this whole rp Pt. 1
Undercover irid but seb is also there undercover
Maybe irid is from some far off kingdom secretly
And helps/recruited the elems
And surprise she’s actually an agent from the Eastern Kingdom
And the lovable seemingly dumbass refugee who’s been putting his blacksmithing skills to use since the academy changed hands to dm
He looks at irid; and tells her to cut the act, the mission has been accomplished
Irid:
Irid; >:| dammit, sire
Irid: there’s still more to acc-
Seb holds up a hand: it’s high time we stop the charade and make things clear
Seb: we all know how cozy you’ve gotten here, Fire elemental Iridona c;
Irid: >:| 😳 your Majesty
Marco: what
Irid:
Seb: Crown Prince Sebastian Warbourne at your service c;
Irid as one of the palace guards and a close friend of the prince
Irid muttering: >:| we had more to get done
Marco, later: sam what the fuck
Marco: she’s some sort of highly trained palace guard warrior chick
Marco: no wonder she picked up on training so fast, common girl with secret powers my butt
Seb, walking around a corner: that was her original origin
Seb: she really was a commoner who learned to fight rather quickly
Seb: and I’d watch how you talk about her, especially in front of me c;
Sam: 😗🍷
Sam: just your type marco
Seb: 👀
Seb: she hasnt dated much, but you are quite her type as well, Marco.
Sam: great, I love watching marco get his ass kicked
Seb: I do, as well 🍹
Marco: >:|
Sam: we ain't friends, guy
Marco: you get all fluttery whenever she’s near and you practically glow whenever she’s paying attention to you
Marco: me thinks she’s more than a bodyguard to you
Seb:
Seb; 🍹
Seb: my interests are her happiness
Seb, picking lint off of his shirt: she is more than capable of being a mere palace guard
Sam: like a wife
Seb: if I can help her be more, find more of what could make her happy, live up to her potential, I will do nothing to stand in the way
Seb knocks back his drink
All of it
At once
Sam: impressive
Seb: no
Seb: its really not
Sam: I did like 3 at once one time during breeding season a few years back 😗
Seb:
Marco:
Marco: what
Sam: it was hard to position all three
Sam: without spilling it
Marco: OH drinks
Sam: I was already hammered so I dont think I would have noticed anyway
Sam: oh
Sam: yeah drinks
Marco: ...
Sam: and then maybe some very impressed ewes 😗🍷
Marco: what
Sam: anyway your kinglyness finish your ominous speech
Seb: 👀🍹no that was it
Sam: oh okay cool
Marco: will your guard terrier approve of another drink or does she need to test it
Sam: [takes a sip]
Seb:
Seb punches Marco’s arm
Sam as a former party boy for this au I guess
Seb: maybe if its poisoned you should try it first 😒
Sam: oh damn I'll do it, I'd love to die
Seb:
Marco: 😕
Seb: yikes
Sam: jokes
Sam at some point to marco: y'know there's probably a few Samir jr.'s out there somewhere 🤔
Marco: wow
Sam: I know, weird to think about
Sam: I dont know if you wolves feel the same way but sometimes during breeding season some people just let loose
Sam: a lot of hatchlings are raised communally
Sam: dont know who their parents are, 's not really a big deal to us
Sam: sorry, there was just a hatchling that ran past a few hours ago and I got to thinking about it
Starling lore for this au
And maybe in general idk
This is a single dad Sam au now I guess
Marco: what if
Marco: what if you met a kid that was yours?
Is this assuming he doesnt have nadir with him yet?
Sam: I
Sam: I don't know
Sam, elbowing him: maybe this upcoming season eh?
Whichever you think is more fun for this point im the au
Sam having a tryst with a starling from the eastern kingdom and he keeps the egg for himself
Lol she drops it on his desk
she's a badass warrior (maybe another palace guard?) And doesnt have the time/safe place to raise it
a starling version of iris
And is like "this is yours to do as you please"
"Wuh"
“Have fun byeee”
Warrior starling with a dry personality and a love of violence
Yes exactly
"This is soft cushy work, perfect for you"
"Uh"
Marco:
Marco: so you have a kid now?
Marco: mazel
Sam: one that I know about, yeah
Sam, with the egg: I could
Sam: bring it to a hatchery
Marco: ...
Sam: this is the first time I've been face to shell with a product of a tryst
Sam: oh dont look at me like that, it's a normal starling cultural thing
Sam: it's not like your orphanages
Marco: yeah i know but
Marco: 👀 you were saying you could use a bit of something stable
Marco: company
Sam: 🌕🖊️
Sam: look [shows him the egg]
The egg has a face scrawled on it
Marco: you have a support system here too
Sam, egg voice: hi marco, it's me, Samir Jr.
Concept: Iris as a visiting consultant as a favor to Dm as he’s trying to set up the new Academy
Sam: 🤔 I am getting a bit long in the tooth
Iris: Samir, for the last time, I need those reports on-
Iris: 👀|
Iris: that’s an egg
Sam: it is
~
Someone asks Iris if she’s dating dm
Sam: very astute observation, I can see why you get paid the big bucks
“Not my type”
Dm: she likes twinks but like straight
Iris: >👀|
Sam: so like all starlings
Dm: mhm
Iris: >👀C
Sam: I know a buddy who's single
Sam: not afraid to mingle with those of the flesh
~
Iris: you’re about to see my foot up your ass
Marco: this is why I liked having you around
Sam: [cups his hands around his eyes]
Marco: Sam, seriously, it could be nice
Marco: having a little one around
Sam: hmm
Sam: I'll give it a week to decide
Iris: ugh you and your father are so domestic
Sam: he's getting old iris
Sam: he wants to settle down
Sam: maybe with someone from out of town 👀
Sam: isnt that right eggbert
Sam, egg voice: sure is
Iris: your dad met your mother and like a month later “oh she’s so wonderful, I could see us settling down in some house in the Valley or something”
Iris: [fake gags]
Sam: [sighs] I want that
Sam: marco is your dad into single dads
Sam: this could be your step sibling
Marco: dont even joke
Iris, in a bad dm impression; Samir, you’re claws are looking very pointy today
Iris: may I escort you to the Fall Ball in August?
*your
Sam: why thank you Marco, you're so kind~
Sam, bats his lashes: what a gentleman
Iris, pretending to be faint: Oh, Iris, he’s so lovely, we’ll have a June wedding
Iris: I’m assuming you’re the same way in love, Marc-y
Sam: I need a nice, strong man to help me raise my hatchling
Marco: >:| I hate having you around
Marco: No you dont
Marco: you are strong
Sam: not as strong as this little dude's ma
Sam: she could have bench pressed me
Iris: ooh👀
Sam: I think I pulled something when we were together
Iris: oooooh👀c
Iris: gimme the hot goss
^monotone lucretia voice
Sam, scooting closer: so she drops this on my desk, right?
Iris: ‼️
Sam: "here, you live a cushy, domestic life. Take this"
Sam: what am I supposed to do with this? I ask
Sam: she snorts, patronizingly I might add
Sam: "use your fancy academy education and figure it out"
Sam: >:T she must think I'm some kind of coddled highborn
Iris: she sounds cool
Marco: you would think that
Sam: she was that big tall starling his fancy pants-ness brought with him
Sam: look at me forging alliances
Sam: you're all welcome
Sam: you're next marco
Iris: oh, you mean
Eh?
Iris: Shabina?
Sam: is that her name? Huh 🤔
Iris: you didnt even know her name? 👀c
Sam: she doesnt know mine so I think we're square
Sam: she called me desk jockey at one point
Iris: oooh, she mentioned you
Sam: oh?
Iris: “the desk jockey had these soft hands, and knew how to use them”
Marco: uGH
Sam, leaning back: ha, totally me
Marco: what do you mean I’m next?
I like this iris dynamic with sam and marco tbh
Sam: maybe I can teach you sometime Marco, y'know, to get a leg up in his royal ominous-ness
Yeah same
Marco: what the fuck is that sentence
Iris: language, pup
Sam: I mean we're going to help you seduce iridona
Sam: get you a palace guard
Marco: what
Iris: now that you’ve got an egg you’re wanting to play matchmaker?
Sam: yes
Sam: I'm feeling domestic
Marco: oh please after you got Celi in your clutches you wouldnt leave me and Dad and Marse alone about “finding someone”
Sam: you're welcome btw, told you I'd find you a twink
Iris: my private life is not up for speculation
Iris: how did you find him for me?
Sam: oh you think you found him on accident?
Iris: I like to find my own beaus thank you very much
Sam: [snickers] okay
Iris: [narrows her eyes]
Marco: nice
Marco: maybe Sam can get you ankid too
Iris slaps his arm
Sam: yeah, maybe
Sam: my cup runneth over with them, apparently
Sam: I'll keep doing a whirlwind tour of the willing starling ewes that could break me in half in the eastern kingdom and make everyone an egg
Sam: [sighs]
Sam: I'm gonna go to the library to get some books on parenting I guess
Sam: who wants to come with?
Iris, winding her arm thru sam’s: there’s a section on combat training that could be useful for a growing young starling
Sam: just because my hatchling's mom was a meathead doesn't mean they have to be
Iris: oh no no
Iris: not a meathead per say. but a cool and collected young ewe or ram with the ability to defend themselves from enemies
Marco: should you decide to keep the hatchling, you’ll have so many people to help with the kid, they wont even need it
Iris: but they should know
Iris: maybe young master DeSantos can learn some seduction techniques
Marco: >:|
Sam: yeah I've got plenty of that
Marco; Irid has enough on her plate
Sam: what, some kid playing king?
Sam: if the other palace guard has enough time to waste with me I'm sure irid can stomach a date or two with you
Sam: c'mon, let's go to the library
Marco: maybe he was just looking to make friends
Sam: mostly because I don't remember how to get there :<
He was but also sam’s right
Iris: pfft
Iris tugs on his arm
Iris moved over to the capital after losing her first husband. She lost him awhile back when she was just friends with dm
Later when she struggles marco and dm and sam help comfort her
Iris and sam and marco at the fantasy baby store
Trying to figure out what to get a soon to be hatchling
this is a knowledge nads au also
Ooooooo
to prepare you for this variant
is Nads a librarian
nads is a librarian
Bookmage
Book battle mage
We gotta figure out how to incorporate some of this into one of our long standing au’s
Nads: Hi, welcome to Talondrop Library :DDD
Iris: 👀|c hello, young miss
Sam, muttering: it's way too early in the morning for this kind of pep
Iris quietly: I like her, hush
Marco nods
Iris: might we be directed to the section on baby care?
Nads: how can I help you all? c:
Nads: unless you're part of that group that's been stealing books in which case I won't hesitate to use force >:c [pulls out an envelope opener]
Iris: 👀|c like a real life Bilbo
Nads who is probably as tall or taller than Iris
Nads: oh, sure! :DDD [she still doesn't put away the opener]
Nads: right this way
Nads: what kind of baby is it? I've organized the whole section by species
Iris: impressive
Iris: a hatchling, eventually
Nads: ✨✨✨
Nads: I see!
Nads: that explains why you walked in with an egg 🤔
Nads: I didn't want to assume
Nads: what in particular are you looking for? feeding? education? c:
Sam: uh...everything?
Nads: first time parent? I got you c;
Nads grabs one of those book carts
Nads: I'll be back in just a second with a selection!
Sam: This vibe is weird
Sam: this is making it all so...realy
Sm@l iris befriending sam after she and celi visit to have their case looked at
Iris and sam gossiping
Iris: true, but we’re at the intel gathering stage
Iris: if you’re gonna decide, you should do it well as informed as possible
Sam: intel gath-
Sam: iris I'm getting baby books, I'm not on a mission
Sam: marco, you've been awfully quiet
Marco: ... just taking it in
Marco: dont want to add more noise
Sam: more than our new "friend"? I'm sure you're fine
Sam: it is awfully quiet in here though
Sam: like more than a library usually is
Nads, with a pyramid of books: I'm back, hi c:
Sam: jeez, this is uh
Nads: just a small selection, I know
Sam: wasn't what I was thinking tbh
Nads: I've got a small sampling of everything you'd ever want to know
Nads: feeding, bathing, teaching; the works
Sam, looking over a book: uuuuh
Nads: and, most important of all, hatching
Sam:
Sam: oh shit I forgot that part
Marco leafs thru a book
Iris: thank you, Miss...?
Nads: Nadia~ c:
Nads: Talondrop Library's head librarian
Iris: Nadia c: I’m Iris
Iris: this is Marco and thats Sam
Nads: ...!!! :OOO
Nads: you're from that academy aren't you?
Marco nods
Nads: I hear you guys are hosting the King of the Eastern Kingdom
Marco: pft
Marco: yeah now we are
Iris: always interesting, having visiting foreign entities
Nads: that's so neat, it must be exciting to swap stories c:
Sam, muttering: and fluids c:', c: ', c:',
Sam: right marco
Marco: oh gross
Sam: marco
Sam: right
Nads: is there anything else I can help you all with today? c:
Sam: yeah, you got any books on seduction so we can help my man over here? c:',
Marco: >:| stop this
Nads: 🤭 we have some romance books if he would be interested
Marco: I am not
Nads: of course! If you'll follow me to the counter
Nads: okay, so you have two weeks before you either have to return or renew them
Nads: I'll just need your signature right here
Sam: alright
Nads: and right here
Sam: 'kay
Nads: and a drop of your blood
Sam: ok- what
Nads: for the blood pact c:
Nads: if you don't return the books on time there'll be a fee, and if you don't return it in a month's time I'll hunt you down
Sam:
Marco:
Iris: 👀
Sam, taking the pin: fine, I don't want to have to walk to the bookstore
sam pricks himself and a drop of blood falls onto the small magic circle on the counter
it evaporates into a cloud of pink smoke
Nads: the contract is sealed
Nads, pushing the books towards him: have a lovely day :DDD
Sam@marco and iris: what, don't look at me like that
Sam: I need these books, I'm completely lost without them
Sam studying the books in his office while marco chills
maybe talking about how irid kicked his ass during training that day?
yes i love this
marco puts his feet up on sam's desk
what does sam do in this?
what if its the same gag
he does everything and nothing
and has an office
I like it
nobody knows what he does
but dm says he's invaluable
marco: so I look up she has the dumbest smirk on her face
marco: and decks me and I fall off the log and loose the whole ass challenge
Sam: HA, classic
marco, throwing the candy wrapper from the candy he nabbed from sam's candy dish on his desk in the wastebasket: stupid
Sam: was your love rival there
Marco: my what?
Marco: I have no such thing
Marco: Iridona is a colleague
Marco: who lied technically
Sam: we've all lied once or twice
So ya know how in older movies, a couple dancing in a big fancy number was like
Lowkey highkey hinting toward their chemistry in bed
That but its how irid and marco fight or fight together
Marco: Samir
Sam: like when you asked what happened to your piece of cake that day in third grade
Marco: excuse you
Sam: and I said your sister must have taken it
Sam: and Marco, you don't have to lie about that absolutely sizzling sexual chemistry you have with her
Sam: and don't let what's his face psyche you out
Marco:
Marco: 😳 n- no-
Marco: aw fuck it
Marco: It doesnt feel right to just up and
Sam: 👀
Marco: “hey so how about this thing I think is between us”
Sam: well sure if you wanna be all
Sam: werewolf
Sam: about it
Sam: take a starling approach
Sam: romance her
Sam: flirt
Sam: flash her that roguish smile
Sam: instead of ballroom dancing to express your feelings you two spar
Sam: it's like its own dance, in a way
Marco: ugh dont remind me. If i was gonna go all werewolf, I’d tackle her during training and growl into her ear about all the stuff i’d love to do to her and see if she’s down
Sam: rhythmic, passionate
Marco: not cool
Marco:
Sam: hey now that's not werewolf
Sam: werewolf is "hello milady, I would like to mount you, do I have thine permission?""
Marco: “would thou consent to be bred-eth?”
*wouldst
Sam: "I think you'll find I'm a suitable caretaker, watch me bench this deer carcass"
Marco: heheh
Marco: seriously, I dont even know if shes interested
Sam: well
Sam: test the waters
Sam: you don't have to be blunt about it
Sam: even though I know it's in your desantos dna
Sam: maybe we should have gotten you one of those seduction books
Sam: I've finished all these books and have to return them, I could pick one up c;
Marco: hatred
Marco: utter hatred
Sam: love you too
Marco: wait you read all of those books?
Sam: yes
Sam: Also I haven't slept
Sam: I'm sure it's fine
Marco: soo
Marco: have you come any closer to a decision?
Sam: mmm
Sam: I don't know
Sam: it's only been one day
Sam: Maybe once I get more books
Marco: I-
Marco: hold on
Sam: and return these before I get stabbed in my sleep or something 😒
Sam: what is it boy
marco: are you gonna chat up the cute head librarian
Sam: is celio stuck in a well
marco: utter loathing
Sam: what? I mean I guess I have to
marco: u t t e r l o a t h i n g
Sam: I'm pretty sure she's the only librarian
Sam: cute eh? should I alert irid that she's lost her chance? 👀
Sam: anyway I need more books because honestly I'm starting to freak out
Marco: aw sami
Sam finding nads one day super depressed looking in the dark by herself
And when he gets her attention she's like "!!!" And tries to put on her customer service persona
He asks what's wrong and she tells him that the library's going to be shut down soon and it's all she has
Sam asking dm if there's any openings for the academy library
Dm: well
Dm: theres a lot of openings since part of every intellectual department was infested with Asrani loyalist so
Dm: yes
Sam: nice
Sam: um
Sam: can I ask for a favor
Dm: and poor Avalene is stretched thin between sorting out the archives and trying to sort out the library
Sam: nothing big this time, I promise
Dm:
Sam: look
Sam: the library in town is slated to be shut down
Sam: and the librarian there has really been helping out with the whole
Sam: surprise fatherhood thing
Dm: ah yes
Dm: that aside, I hope you know you can count on me and Marco for support with that.
Sam: I mean granted loaning out books is a librarian's job
Sam: right, thank you sir
Sam: I'll...keep that in mind
Dm: >:| you mean isolate yourself eventually
Dm: anyway 😤
Dm: I’ll see what I can do
Sam: [bats his lashes]
Dm: the young woman in Talondrop? The enthusiastic one?
Sam: that's her
Dm: hm
Dm: I’ll get back to you
Sam: thanks
Dm dials the extension for the library where avilene has set up shop
The academy one
Dm: would you like to take on an experienced young librarian with enthusiasm for the jo-
Avilene, loud enough for sam to hear thru the phone: yES
dm nods at sam
Sam: great, I'll let her know
Sam: see, I told you I'd be an asset
Sam: strengthening ties between our neighbors, finding new employees
Dm waves him away: yes yes
"So like I heard you knocked up one of my guards?"
Dm: tell my son to stop dancing around his very obvious crush on Ser Velezquez
Sam: I've tried
Dm: 😒
Sam: I promise I've tried
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