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I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater…

Pairing: azriel x reader, the ic, lucien and elain, and helion mentioned

Summary: angst, no happy ending for him, a bit ooc azriel bc he’s an absolute ass in this. also I can’t make elain the villain bc I love her. bittersweet ending, cassian and feyre being the most wonderul people ever. some swearing, like a tiiiiiny nsfw scene, like it barely counts, but i’ll warn you anyways.

Author’s note: yeah, this was inspired by heather, so definitely listen to it while reading💔 i just think this was the perfect day👀 never again am i writing angst, plus i might have been a bit dramatic when said this was gut-wrenching, i don’t think this was very angsty, just a bit tragic. but i hate angst so any angst is gut-wrenching in my eyes🤷🏽‍♀️ also there’s no revenge better than rising above…

Word count: 6,5 k words

If you see any grammar errors or spelling mistakes, no you didn’t ❤️

"Y/n, I practically hear your teeth chattering. Here, wear this." Azriel removed his sweater, passing it to you with a hint of concern in his eyes. You bit the inside of your lip to keep from smiling, he was always so thoughtful and observant. It was on of the reasons you fell in love with him.

"It's okay, Az, you'll freeze." You attempted to return the warm clothes, but he firmly pushed them back, fixing you with a stare that left no argument.

"I won't freeze. You know I'm used to this weather. Bet you miss your old home right about now." He alluded to your home court, The Day Court where the sun always shines, and standing on the balcony on a crisp December morning doesn't make your fingers feel like they'll fall off.

You arrived in Velaris to assist with document translations, given your expertise. Your services were in high demand across various courts. And initially, a month-long stay extended to two, then three. Eventually, enchanted by Velaris and its people, you asked Helion if you could make it your permanent home. The support of your friends added to the whole experience.

You slid into Azriel's warm sweater, feeling its comforting embrace. The fabric whispered tales of comfort and safety, an unspoken promise against the biting cold. As you adjusted to the newfound warmth, your heart felt a different heat—one that spoke against the unspoken feelings you had towards him. The subtle scent of his cologne lingered, intertwining with the softness of the fabric, creating a scent that seemed to make your heart flutter twice as hard. In that moment, you couldn't help but let the warmth of the sweater mirror the warmth within you.

“ Feel better?” You nodded, avoiding his eyes in fear that he’d be able to see the emotions portrayed on your face.

“ Thanks, Az. For the sweater and all. It’s really warm.”

The corner of his lips twitched as his eyes remained on you, “Keep it. It looks better on you than it ever did me anyways.”

He grabbed your hand before you could respond and walked back in, closing the balcony doors. Stuck between friends and something more, you felt lost. Wanting to confess your feelings to Azriel but scared it could mess things up, you were torn. The shared laughs felt like good friends, but those lingering looks sparked a longing for more. Balancing this act, you wrestled with risking the friendship for a shot at something deeper. In the middle of all this, you were standing there, not sure which way to go.

As you hesitated walking further with him, Azriel noticed you stopped walking and furrowed his brow. "Hey, what's up?" he asked, his eyes reflecting genuine concern.

You wanted to tell Azriel how you felt, but doubts held you back. As you looked at him, the sweater felt heavy with unsaid words. You wondered if it's better to say what's on your mind or keep it to yourself. Fear answered for you as you shook your head and gave him a reassuring smile.

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Later that day, during dinner, Azriel asked you to meet him in the upstairs library while your friends were distracted, to which you accepted, head spinning at the possibilities.

In the quiet sanctuary of the library, the air thick with unreadable energy, Azriel's eyes met yours. Without a word, he closed the distance and gently pressed his lips to yours, a silent acceptance of the feelings that had lingered in the unspoken spaces between you. The unexpected kiss marked a sweet transition between friendship and the uncharted territory of something more.

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For over a year, you and Azriel kept things under wraps, not really calling it a relationship. It was a secret, a kind of unspoken understanding. The stolen moments and shared looks formed the backbone of whatever it was between you. You regularly fell in each other’s beds and spent intimate moments together. There was however one specific night you’d always cherish.

You were in his bed, cuddling after he gave you yet another amazing time. Your legs were h thrown over his hips as you occasionally kissed his plushy lips. He held you tighter and ran his hand under your sweater. His eyes were lidded as he whispered intimately,

“ This sweater looks so fucking good on you, please never take it off. I’ve never given anything to another woman, but there’s something special about you. I love it when you wear it, like a reminder that you’re mine. No one else will wear it.” He pulled you closer and kissed your neck and collarbones. His hot breath made yours hitch as he fondled with your stiffened nipples.

Your attempt to come up with a response faltered as he brushed over another sensitive area, prompting a moan to escape your lips.

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But as time passed, the lack of clarity started to wear on you. The hidden nature of it all was both a source of comfort and frustration. You yearned for more, a real relationship, a label to put on what you had with Azriel.

But with the war and Feyre's sisters entering the scene, everything got complicated. Your attention got scattered, and the chaos made the unspoken thing with Azriel less of a priority for a while.

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After the traumatic and bloody war, you tried to seek Azriel for comfort, but he busied himself with Elain. His focus seemed to be on her, making it hard to find a moment to reconnect. The situation left you feeling unsure about where things stood between you two.

As the days went by, you noticed Elain entering Azriel's world completely, capturing his attention in a way that left you filled with jealousy and pit growing in your stomach. Her presence became a subtle intrusion, and the shared moments that were once exclusively yours now seemed to be scattered between you and her. The laughter and conversations, once intimate, now carried a different tone, a rushed tone to hurry away to Elain. A pang of jealousy crept into your heart, and the undefined nature of your connection with Azriel began to feel more fragile. The fear of losing him to someone else tugged at your emotions, leaving you questioning the unspoken relationship you had shared for so long.

You couldn’t even blame him. Elain was a sight for sore eyes, a beautiful girl with an even more beautiful soul. She had only treated you with kindness, giving you thoughtfull Solstice gifts and advice when needed.

You couldn’t justifiably be mad at her.

You’d pick her over you too.

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Maybe you should just face your problems head on and ask him for some advice to break the newfound ice. His grunts were heard as he punched cassians face, getting some blood on his knuckles. Approaching him in the training pit, you hoped he wouldn’t dismiss you. “ Hey, Az, can we talk?”

Looking at you with an unreadable expression, he sharply replied, “Yeah, sure, quick. What's up?”

You tentatively asked, noticing his mood, “ Um, you wanna go for a walk? I haven’t seen you for a while. Also, we’re supposed to meet tonight, are you still up for it?”

He glanced around, eyes searching for an out, “Can it wait? I've got something I need to take care of.”

You felt dismissed as he didn’t even address what you mentioned and used whatever power you had left and asked, “ I just thought-“

"Look, I'll catch up with you later, alright? But yeah, I guess i’ll meet you tonight." After Azriel quickly walked off, you felt a sting from his unintentional rudeness. He had been acting like this for a while now and they way he hurriedly accepted your offer was making you feel like a second choice. But why? You did want to meet him and he did say yes, so why in the mother’s name did this feel so…?

Trying to shake it off, you found a quiet spot to gather your thoughts. Doubts crept in, making you wonder if his abrupt exit meant something more. Left alone with unanswered questions, you thought about having a straightforward talk about where you stand in his life.

“Hey, you okay? What was that about?” Cassian’s tone was so gentle and inviting and it almost made you spill everything right there, but he already had his own issues and problems with Nesta so you didn’t want to burden him further.

"It was nothing. I, uh, I'll see you later, Cas." You hastily departed, your eyes stinging with impending tears.

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He was late. Again. This had happened seceral times before and despite agreeing to see him tonight, his prolonged absence weighed on you. Feeling a bit pathetic, you rose from your armchair and slipped under the covers, opting for a deep, dreamless sleep.

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As war flashbacks filled your mind, and a suffocating panic took hold in the middle of the night, leaving you sweating. You threw of your sheets, gasping as you made your way to door. Desperate, you rushed to find Azriel, your heart beating louder than the echoing footsteps in the quiet hallways. You hoped to find comfort, a break from your horrors, as you hurried along.

Turning a corner, the world shattered around you. Azriel and Elain stood in an embrace, lost in a kiss that felt like a thousand daggers piercing your chest. The air in your lungs disappeared , replaced by a crushing weight that threatened to swallow you whole. Time was lost as you grappled with the horrible realization that the sanctuary you sought was crumbling before your eyes.

Your Azriel wasn’t yours anymore.

Your Azriel wasn’t ever truly yours, a taunting voice spewed in your head

Quietly, your broken heart mirrored the shattered moonlight, pain etched into you, stranded in heartbreak's silent hallway where quiet screamed louder than war's echoes.

He had chosen to be with Elain even though he promised you he’d see you.

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Your heart was in your throat as you went downstairs for breakfast. The memory of Azriel shoving his tounge down Elains throat was still so fresh and it made something in you ache.

The dining room buzzed with the voices of friends and family as you dropped into a chair between Feyre and Lucien, saving space for more seats in front of you. Glancing to the right from your plate, you noticed Lucien, as he cut into his eggs. Oddly, you hadn't known he was back, despite being good friends. Ever since he learned about his father, he'd been curious about your old home in the day court, where his father ruled. You two became fast friends, and you promised to take him on an exclusive trip there anytime he wanted.

“ Hey, Lucien. How was your trip and when did you come back, I didn’t hear you enter yesterday.”

Yeah because you probably cried yourself to sleep, maybe that’s why.

He flashed his charming smile, tilting his head with playful eyes. "Missed me, Y/n?" he teased, laughing as you playfully punched his arm. Only he would crack jokes so early in the morning.

Deciding to tease him back, you couldn't resist digging into the details of his trip to the continent. You never got tired of his adventures, loving how he narrated them with grace and humor, making you feel like you were right there with him.

"Yeah, so what if I missed you? I enjoy having you around, Luc. But seriously, spill. Did you take down any monsters? Save any damsels in distress?"

Lucien chuckled, leaning in with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, I did fight off a swarm of overeager pigeons. Does that count as saving the day or just a triumph against feathery creatures?" he quipped, his laughter infectious.

You howled at the thought of a flock of birds surrounding your friend, pecking at him while he irritatingly tries to remove them.

The room fell silent as Azriel walked in with Elain, and your laughter faded.

A mix of hot and cold flashes hit you as you saw Elain wearing your sweater.

The sweater Azriel gave you a year ago—the one that meant a lot to you.

The one you had grown to love and was a reminder of what could be.

The one that cemented your feelings for him.

He gave it to Elain.

The one he was kissing last night.

The one he swapped you with and then got irritated when you tried to approach him.

The one who was mated to the seething male next to you.

The weight of everyone's stares bore down on you as Elain and Azriel took their seats in front of you and Lucien. Feyre and Cassian's eyes felt like lasers on the side of your head as you couldn't look away from your sweater now worn by Elain. Confusion gnawed at you – you'd tossed it into the laundry basket, yet there she was, flaunting it. The fact that Azriel didn't seem to care only added to the bewilderment, even when he knew what it meant to you. Irritation sparked in you as you got ready to chew him out, because who the hell wears something that doesn’t belong to them. And maybe Elain didn’t know but Azriel sure as hell did and you had enough of whatever bullshit this was. But before you were able to speak up, Feyre beat you to it.

“Elain, where did you get that sweater? I’m pretty sure it’s y/n’s.” Everyone looked back at Elain as red colored her cheeks, she meekly looked at you as she sputtered her explanation.

“ I hope it’s okay y/n, I didn’t know it was yours. I was in the laundry room with Azriel and I got… Well I, I um, got dirty, so he handed me this shirt and told me it was okay but I should’ve asked. Do you want it back?”

Numbness was all you could describe what you felt like. There was no way to miss the insinuation. They fucked and he gave her your sweater to wear after. And she didn’t even know it was yours, so you didn’t blame her. You found a new level of respect for Lucien, because you weren’t even mated to Azriel and you felt all this pain. You couldn’t even begin to imagine how he felt.

Not having the energy for this you gave her a sweet smile and said something that made Azriel’s eyes stay on you the rest of the meal.

“No worries, Elain. The shirt means nothing to me. Keep it. It looks better on you than it ever did on me, anyway.”

You casually picked up your fork, trying to eat away the tension that lingered in the air. Throughout the meal, Lucien remained tense next to you, his mate leaning against the shadowsinger, his arm around her. The gesture practically shouting that he didn't care about Elain's mate sitting across from him, much to Rhysand's dismay.

"Lucien, I'm full. Do you want to accompany me to town? There are a few things I need to get, and I could use some help carrying them." You extended your hand, and he took it, ever the gentleman, placing it so you held onto his arm with a smile.

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Reaching the pathway to the town square, the open nature felt like a breath of fresh air. Despite you and Lucien being able to winnow, a walk through the cold December morning seemed necessary to clear your head. Glancing at Lucien, you sensed a shared need for clarity. Unable to contain it any longer, you decided to spill everything, the weight of unspoken words demanding release.

“I’ll be honest, I suspected something along those lines. I mean you weren’t being subtle about it. But the sweater threw me off.”

“Oh, I suppose our subtlety is not relevant anymore. Lucien, I just want you to know how much I appreciate you and hold you in high regard. Feel free to share anything; I'm here to listen. I can't even fathom how hard it must be when you're mated.”

His sad laughter echoed, tugging at your heartstrings, confirming that it wasn't an easy situation. As he opened up, every word he shared made perfect sense, resonating with what you were feeling.

After wandering around The Rainbow, sipping hot chocolates, and sharing your thoughts, you headed home. However, upon your return to The House, you were greeted by a pacing and visibly upset Azriel. Furrowing your eyebrows, you looked at Lucien who looked just as confused as you. Azriels pacing came to a halt as he quickly made his way over to you.

“ Where have you been? I looked for you everywhere. Why where you out with him?” Hot fury coarsed through your veins as you snapped at his tone. Just who the hell did he think he was?

“Where I am and who I'm with isn't your concern. Now excuse me, I'm going to my room. Lucien, I'll see you around. Thank you for your help.” You stood on your toes, giving Lucien a kiss on the cheek, and then briskly walked to your room, leaving Azriel with his thoughts. Though he certainly didn’t think very long as his footsteps inched closer behind you.

Azriel stood before you with a tense expression. “Why were you with Lucien?” he demanded, his eyes searching for answers.

As much as you missed him and ached for him, there wasn’t a single planet where you’d let him disrespect you and then demand answers like some jealous boyfriend. Anger took over as you stood tall and laid everything for him.

“Listen, I don’t know what you think you’re doing but you can’t talk to me like that. Lucien is a good male, you should know, your fucking his mate and he hasn’t murdered you yet.”

His face was back to it’s neutral state, the state of the shadowsinger and spymaster of the night court. He stepped closer, jaw tight as he spewed words that made your blood boil.

“I don’t want to see you around Lucien again. I don’t care that you’re friends because it looks like you want to fuck him. You belong to me and I don’t share.”

The possessiveness normally would’ve turned you on as it once did when a male tried to hit on you a few months ago. But this just made you want to punch him clean across his face.

“Azriel, I’m not sure you’re hearing me. I may see whoever I want because you’re not my father or mate or anything. And I’m not a thing, I do not belong to you so I will do whatever pleases me.” You stepped closer, interrupting whatever he was about to say.

“Unless you’re actually disturbed, then you’re capable of understanding that you’ve chosen Elain, you’ve neglected me and have chosen her. I don’t blame you, the heart wants what it wants. But atleast grow a pair and say it to my fucking face. How dare you come to me and demand I stop seeing my friend?”

“ Y/n, let me just-”

“ No, i’m saying what I’m going to say then me and you never have to talk unless it’s absolutely necessary.” The last bit of anger you had, fired up the question you had been asking yourself for a while.

“Why did you give her my sweater when you said you’d never give it to anyone. Why would you ever give her what’s mine? From my laundry basket? Are you truly heartless or just plain stupid? And why do you care about what im doing? You’ve made it clear we’re over.” You swallowed back your tears, determination winning over the burning behind your eyes, no fucking way would you cry in front of him.

His words devoid of any sense of emotion rattled you. He ignored everything you said as he gave his stupid answer.

“First of all, it’s just polyester. You’re acting like a child over a shirt. And you’re my mate, so I think I get some say in who you see.” As if his words triggered something, an obnoxious golden thread snapped itse in your chest. The weight of it heavy with sadness and betrayal.

He looked bored and uninterested as he stared you down. “I’ve always wanted a mated and when you first arrived, the bond snapped into place, hence why I fucked you for over a year. And I almost told you about it but then Elain came along and I realized I love her more than I want a mate. You know, The Mother is cruel, she should’ve just made me and her mates so we could’ve skipped this ugly little moment. Oh well-”

A grunt escapes as he staggered back from your punch. That arrogant, hypocritical piece of shit knew you were his mate, he knew it every single time he bedded you, he knew it when you cried and laughed, he knew it when you told him how much you wanted one.

He knew and he didn’t care.

A whirlwind of emotions hit you as the bond intensified. A headache crept in as you turned away and left in silence, your head filling with questions.

How could you face him without the urge to punch again? Did Elain know all this? Did anyone? How could you stay here without wanting to kill him? And why was your face wet?

You halted, a trembling hand reaching for your face. Tears flowed, and a humorless, empty laugh escaped you. You hurried back to your room, sobs breaking through. Collapsing onto the bed, waves of sadness, heartbreak, and betrayal overwhelmed you.

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You stayed in your room, wallowing in self-pity for the next few days without eating or seeing anyone. The House put several plates of food on the table next to you but you just felt nauseous. Your friends had reached out and tried to talk to you only to be met with your silence, it speaking loud enough for them to understand you didn’t want to see anyone.

A knock made you snap your head up as the person persisted. Irritation sparked in you as the knocks kept up. Letting out a sound of annoyance you got up, letting your legs get adjusted from the days of not using them, before strutting over and throwing the door open only to be met with by Cassian and Feyre.

“ Oh, what are you doing here, I think I’ve made myself very clear. I’m really not inte the mood for this.” You sensed an intervention and there couldn’t possibly be a worse time. They ignored you, much to your dismay, and just stepped in and plopped down on one of the plush sofas that decorated your room.

“ Y/n, we haven’t seen you for almost a week. I’ve accepted you don’t want to see anyone but i’m starting to get really worried. Please know that whatever’s burdening you doesn’t have to weigh on your shoulders alone. We’re here for you and if you don’t want to talk to us then maybe Azriel? I know you like each other and have some connection.” Your stomach dropped when she mentioned his name.

"No, absolutely not Azriel. I never want to see that lying son of a bitch ever." They appeared alarmed and confused since you always spoke highly of him. Feyre and Cassian were the only ones aware of the true nature of your relationship with him. They had supported you, and were the only ones shocked about the sweater Elain wore, knowing its significance to you.

"What do you mean? What did he do?" They rose to give you a hug, noticing your eyes glossing over. Sitting on either side of you, they held you as you poured out the details. In the safety of your friends’ embrace, you told the painful details of Azriel's betrayal. The room echoed with the weight of your emotions as they listened, offering comfort and understanding.

"I feel so stupid. I know he's my mate, but I still feel betrayed. He made it clear we were just sleeping together, but there were so many mixed signals, and I just... I don't know. I have no anger left; I honestly don't care anymore. And I know it's not Elain's fault because she doesn't know we're mates, but I'm afraid I'll hurt her if I see her near Azriel. Gods, I really admire Lucien. I wonder how he's gone this long without breaking down." You shook your head as you looked to them. Their expression was laced with sadness and anger towards the spymaster.

“ I’ll kick his ass today at training, I’m so sorry honey.” Cassian was filled with conflict and anger at his dear friend being put through this. And Feyre didn’t look better as she glared at the door as if Azriel might suddenly appear. They were finally both mated and could imagine the pain of their mate doing something like this.

“ Y/n, do you want to come with me and stay at the River House? Maybe some time away from him will do you good. Lucien is also staying there and he has been down lately too. I’ve talked to him and your situations are very similar. Maybe you should talk to him.” Feyre held your hand, her voice gentle as she gave you a smile when you nodded, accepting the offer.

Cassian walked over to your closet and packed you a bag of clothes while Feyre led you to your vanity and brushed through your hair. She pulled it into one of the simpler styles you usually went for. You went onto the bathroom and took a quick shower. Cassian knocked softly and handed you a change of clothes. You felt an overwhelming gratitude for your friends caring nature as tears welled up in your eyes. They approached with laughter, and it sparked a genuine smile from you. Gods, you loved your friends.

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Azriel flew back to The House after spending the day with Elain and dropping her off outside the River House. Though he loved Elain, she hadn’t reciprocated his feelings and it grated his nerves. He threw away a perfectly good mate. She should be loving him back too. As he entered The House, the unusual silence struck him. Cassian and Nesta’s typical noise was absent, and the absence of any sound from you heightened his worry. Azriel anxiously opened doors and searched every corner, looking for any sign of anyone.

He remembered that it was Sunday, the day of their usual family dinner. He let out a sigh of relief and changed before flying to the estate.

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Your wineglass paused mid-air as Azriel walked in, placing a kiss on Elain's shoulder. She glanced at Lucien, subtly distancing herself. Despite her evident discomfort, Azriel nonchalantly put his arm around her. You felt bad for Elain. Maybe she wasn’t feeling Azriel anymore but didn’t have the heart to tell him.

A snarl ripped you from your thoughts as Lucien stood up looking murderous. Elain looked up at him with a hint of relief as Azriel simply pulled her closer and stared at him, face unreadable.

“Get your arm off her before I kill you.” Luciens voice came out gritted and you instinctively moved away a bit, not daring to get too close to the seething male witnessing his mate feel uncomfortable. Lucien was a levelheaded male and it took a lot for him to get really angry, so anyone with half a brain knew not to tread to closely. Rhysand next to him, stood up aswell, sensing that there probably would be a fight, ready to intervene.

“You’re going to kill me? I’d like to see you try.”

That was definitely the wrong thing to say because Elain frowned and pushed his arm away, making her way over to Lucien, calming him down by grabbing his hand shyly. He still held eye contact with Azriel, slightly smiling as Azriel grew angry.

“Don’t lay your hands on her again. If i ever see you making her uncomfortable, I’ll hang you with your own insides.” Elain looked at him with wide eyes and dragged him further down the table.

“Okay, what the actual fuck? What is going on and why are you looking at y/n like that?” Rhysand’s voice broke whatever trance was going on. Your interest peaked as your eyes slid over to Azriel’s only to find them filled with his usual boredom mixed with anger.

You let out a laugh, not being able to stop as you thought about how ridiculous he was being.

“ Well, let’s see. Azriel is my mate and he kept it hidden from me since the day I met him. Oh, and we fucked around for a year or so before he became a dick and started ignoring me, stopped coming to our planned meetings and I finally understood it was because of Elain. But I don’t blame her, I blame him. Hmm… what else? Right! He knew about us being mated and wished he was mated to her instead, and look how that turned out. The one you left me for doesn’t even want you anymore Azriel, how does that make you feel, mate?”

You bit out the last words with poison as you gave him a half smirk. Elain approached you, as everyone soaked up the information. She held your hands in her shaking ones and looked at you with a pained expression.

“ Y/n, please believe me, I didn’t know you two were seeing each other, let alone were mates. He told me you were just friends and nothing more. Had I known, I wouldn’t have ever been with him. And if i’m honest I thought i wanted to be with him, but I want to get to know my mate.” Before she could ramble on you pulled her into a hug, feeling bad for her. She hadn’t know and still apologized.

“Elain, I assure you, I don't hold any blame towards you. I'm happy you want to get to know Lucien. Trust me, he's genuinely funny and nice when he's not being a sarcastic ass.” Laughter filled the air as you and Elain shared a moment, lightening the mood.

You let her go as she got closer to Lucien. No matter how much you wanted to seek your mate out for comfort, you couldn’t let it happen. You knew there was only one thing left.

“ Azriel, I reject the bond. I don’t know how I can ever be with you after this. Not only did you lie to me, you lied to everyone. I’m never going to trust you completely and I think we need to work on ourselves. But it won’t be with each other.” With that you turned on your heel and left for your room, leaving behind a shattered bond and pleading a mate.

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Azriel's three-month-long begging for a second chance haunted you, likely triggered by witnessing Elain and Lucien's kiss in the courtyard. While you were happy for them, a lingering sadness stayed you, realizing you would never experience a shared bond. Azriel had robbed you of the beauty of a mating bond, and forgiveness felt out of the question. Suffocated by him, you made your way to Feyre and Rhysand's office, ready to ask the dreaded question that had lingered within you for a while.

“ Come in!” Feyre’s gentle voice probed you to open the door as you slithered in. They both looked at you with caution. After breaking the bond, you had been bedridden for three weeks. The physical and mental toll it took on you was overwhelming and some days you questioned your decision. But then you remembered what led you here and just powered through.

“ Guys, I promise I feel much better, so please no more mother-henning. Especially you Rhys.” Feyre let out an amused giggle as Rhys just narrowed his eyes in mock irritation. The weight of what you had to say hung heavy on your shoulders, but you knew they'd support you. Opting for honesty, you decided to rip off the bandaid.

“ I want to move back to the Day Court. I love it here but I miss my home, my siblings, my parents, my friends. I wasn’t supposed to stay this long and even though I love velaris, I can’t live here so close to… him. Not only that but I’ve been sending letters to Helion and he is very eager to meet Lucien and has asked me to check if he wants to come.” You decided to drop the last bomb, asking them for a huge favor.

“I also wanted to see if you could erase my memories of Azriel. Not everything, just the whole fiasco. I genuinely want to move on, and I feel like I won't be able to if I keep dwelling on it. Believe me, I've tried to avoid him and the situation for the past months, but the thoughts still linger.”

They were silent for a moment, likely speaking to each other through their mind. You met their saddened eyes as they nodded.

“I'm sorry you feel this way, Y/n. I genuinely wanted you to feel at home here, but of course we won't force you to stay. We'll erase the memories, but only if you promise to visit someday. Perhaps even let us come to you? I've heard the Day Court's sun is not to be played with, almost rivaling the Summer Court.” You giggled and nodded at Rhysand's words, tears streaming down your face – a mix of happiness and sadness. Overwhelmed with emotions, you embraced them as they gave you a big hug, one of the last you realized.

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You surveyed your now empty room, memories of passionate moments and heartfelt kisses with Azriel lingering in the air. It felt like a distant past, a different life, a different version of you. Shouldering your bag, you descended the stairs. Rhysand had winnowed all your belongings back to your old quarters in Helion's palace. Lucien and Elain, already packed, awaited you at the breakfast table. It was time to share one last meal as residents of this house.

After announcing the news, Lucien and Elain asked if they could join you, insisting on the top-class tour of the court you had promised him. Delighted, you agreed, more than happy to bring your friends along as you all headed back home.

The table was filled with your friends as you shared one last meal, Azriel's seat empty as he was out on a mission. Unable to face him in fear of lingering emotions, you insisted on leaving while he was away.

Feyre stood at the head of the table, a mix of emotions visible in her eyes. She cleared her throat, capturing everyone's attention.

“Today marks the beginning of a new chapter for Y/n, Lucien, and Elain. Though farewells are always bittersweet, we must embrace change and growth. Y/n, you've been a cherished member of our court and a life-long friend, and while your path diverges, our bonds remain unbroken. Never forget that you will always have a home here.”

She smiled warmly, addressing each one individually, “Lucien, my first and dear fae friend, Elain, my kind older sister, your presence has brought joy to our home. The Day Court awaits, and I have no doubt that your light will shine brightly there.”

She raised her glass, “To new beginnings, may your paths be lit by the stars that connect us all. Safe travels, my friends.”

The room echoed with the clinking of glasses, a heartfelt farewell lingering in the air.

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After tearful goodbyes, Feyre and Rhysand exchanged a glance, understanding the weight of your request. Pulling you aside, Feyre spoke softly, “Are you ready for this?"

You nodded, feeling Rhysand place a gentle hand on your forehead as Feyre held the back of your head. Together, they wove their magic, erasing the memories of Azriel and the pain attached to them. As the magic settled, you blinked, a new easiness in your eyes.

Rhys offered a reassuring smile, “May this bring you peace on your journey, Y/n.” You gave them a final hug, walking back to Lucien and Elain and winnowed back to your home.

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TWO YEARS LATER

At Helion's annual grand ball, you moved through the crowd, the vibrant atmosphere alive with laughter and music. You glanced around as you spotted your friends.

Approaching your dear friends, you hugged and greeted all of your friends, updating them about your life as you heared the uptade of theirs. Then, unexpectedly, you found yourself face to face with Azriel. His expression revealed a mix of confusion and curiosity. This was the first time you had met him simce you moved. Your friends told you that he was often gone on long missions, only staying briefly to report to Feyre and Rhysand before heading back out. Unbeknownst to you, your friends had slowly decreased their conversations and meetings with Azriel and he was now more of an employee than a friend. They loved both of you but there was no way to just let him back in as a dear friend after what he did.

“Hi, Azriel. It’s been a while. How’s everything going?”

He nodded, "Indeed. I must admit, I'm surprised to see you here."

You chuckled, “Really? I mean it is my home after all. Why is it shocking?”

Azriel furrowed his brows, "I thought... after everything, you hated me."

Your eyes widened in confusion, “Hate? I don’t know what you mean, Azriel. Why would I hate you? You’re a dear friend of mine.”

Realization dawned in Azriel's eyes, “Your memories...” But before he could continue, Rhysand pulled him away.

Azriel's realization hit him hard. The weight of the moment pressed upon him, and he felt a deep sense of remorse. Seeing you free from the memories, both good and bad, brought a profound ache.

He swallowed hard, the truth settling heavily in his chest. He had caused so much pain that you chose to erase him from your mind. A sickness crept over him, the regret of his actions piercing through as he watched you move through the ball, blissfully unaware of the history you once shared. Surrounded by the festive atmosphere, he felt a deep loss and the haunting echo of an irreversible mistake.

You looked happier and healthier than you had ever been. Deciding to not disturb the peace you created, he simply disappeared into his shadows, seeking out their comfort as he always had.

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hi!!! i hope this isn’t too late! i was thinking about you opening your requests… how would fives react to his crush being afraid of the dark? hehehe thank you!! enjoy your break!

this was such a fun idea to write, thank you so much for the request! i hope you enjoy it!!

words: 1,633

summary: when the power on the base goes out unexpectedly, you’re not happy. thankfully, fives is there to comfort you.

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What To Do When The Lights Go Out Unexpectedly (Cuddle With an ARC Trooper)

It was a stroke of badly timed misfortune that the flashlight you were holding stopped working in the middle of your attempt to rewire something in the engine of one of the gunships. And it just made things worse when you popped your head up to see if there was another one around, only to be greeted with nothing but your workroom in complete darkness.

Immediately, the situation had you on edge. The dark was not something you found comfort in, and your night vision abilities always left much to be desired, which is why you carried a flashlight with you at all times (you’d lost track of how many times you’ve stubbed your toe on a piece of equipment lying on the floor or accidentally walked into a gunship, so you preferred your surroundings to be as bright as they could be).

Not sure what had happened, you elected to stay where you were at the moment. You weren’t sure if this was some kind of drill or test, or if the base had lost power. And if this wasn’t planned, did that mean you were under attack? You knew that the 501st legion were currently stationed here and you were part of a small team of permanent mechanics stationed at this base, your jobs mainly being to fix Republic gunships and other large weapons, but you had no idea what to do if everything was under attack by Separatist forces, as it had never happened before.

After about 10 minutes of staring into nothing but pure darkness, you managed to pull yourself out of the gunship’s engine and make it back down to the floor without any major injuries (at least no one was around to hear you swear to yourself when you almost fell over trying to get safely out of the gunship). It was late at night and the base was in the middle of nowhere, so even opening the window shades would do you no good and probably just injure you more as you attempted to cross the room in complete darkness.

Eventually, you heard the door open, and you sighed in relief as a flashlight beam filled the room. “Is anyone in here?” you heard a trooper ask, and you were almost positive you knew which one it was.

“I am!” you said, and the beam of light moved towards you, letting you get a glimpse of who had just entered the space. “Fives, what is going on?”

“I don’t know,” he said. “We lost power to the entire base, but as far as we’re aware there’s no droids even in this system, so it could be an energy issue or some kind of weather phenomenon.”

“Okay,” you said. “Is there anywhere specific I need to go while we wait for the power to come back? My flashlight stopped working and I can’t really do anything in the dark.”

“Not necessarily, I was just coming to check on you,” he said. “We’re trying to make sure that all the mechanics are safe, and see if any of you know what’s wrong.”

You nodded. “Is it alright if I stay here then? There’s an old couch in the back corner that I can hang out on until the power comes back up. I don’t know if you have other things you need to do, but you’re welcome to stay here too if not.”

There were a couple reasons why you extended the invitation to Fives. One was simple, he had a working flashlight and you didn’t, so you wouldn’t be stuck in complete darkness if he did stay with you, but the second was a little more selfish. While you considered most of the 501st to be your friends, you had a special affinity for the ARC trooper standing in front of you, and lately those feelings have blossomed into something more than friendship, at least on your part. You weren’t sure if he felt the same way about you, but the prospect of spending some time alone with Fives was already distracting you from the fact that it was still very dark in this room, even with his flashlight.

“I don’t think there’s anything I can do,” he said, and you had to keep your face from breaking into a wide smile as he spoke. “Do you have any blankets? The heat kicked off when the power went out and I have a feeling we may need them if this isn’t fixed soon.”

“Yeah, can I borrow your flashlight to find them?”

He nodded, and your hand brushed his glove as you took the tool. Stop being so weird about this, you told yourself as you searched through the tall closet in the room. You’re going to scare him away!

Finally, you found one large blanket, and you handed it off to Fives as you headed over to the couch. Neither the blanket nor the couch was anything special, as they were just things you had managed to scrounge up enough money to buy when you first joined the GAR, but they have proven useful many times over during your time stationed on this base.

You were surprised to see that he had shed the top half of his armor, leaving him in his blacks from the waist up. At that moment, you were glad that there wasn’t too much light in the room, because you would have definitely stared at the way his muscular frame looked in his body glove. But it seemed that even with your good luck in getting him to stay, the galaxy still had some contempt for you, because the moment the two of you sat down, the working flashlight fizzled out. Even after a couple hits against his hand, Fives couldn’t get it to work, and you were back to where you started at the beginning of all this.

“I don’t know if we have any extra lights laying around,” he said, and you could hear shifting as you assumed he looked around. “If you want, I can see if we have any others in the supply closet.”

The idea of spending an extended amount of time completely alone in this (still very dark) room was not one you wanted to entertain, but you also didn’t want Fives to think you were too much of a scaredy-tooka. He probably saw and dealt with much scarier situations than a little power outage, the least you could do is not freak out now. “Okay,” you said, your voice coming out much smaller than you intended.

You had hoped he didn’t notice anything (because after all, he couldn’t really see you that well), but apparently you weren’t that lucky. “Is everything okay?” he asked. “Do you not want me to leave?”

“I don’t know,” you finally admitted after a few moments of deafening silence. “The idea of more light is always good, but I don’t really want to sit by myself in the dark right now.”

“I can stay here then,” Fives said. “I just thought you might want more light.”

“I do, but I also don’t want to be alone right now,” you said. “I’m sorry, I know you probably think it’s stupid to be afraid of the dark.”

“Actually, I don’t,” he said gently, reaching down to take your hand. It was at that moment that you realized you were sitting way closer to him than you had originally thought, and it was a little nerve-wracking (to say the least, he was just so pretty). “Why don’t you lay against me? This way you know you won’t ever be alone in this room.”

You tried to remain cool as you did as Fives suggested, and you almost didn’t notice the way his heartbeat seemed to speed up as you laid against him. For just a fleeting moment, you had a flicker of hope: that he felt the same way about you that you did about him.

That hope only grew as he pulled your hand up to his lips and placed a soft kiss on the back of it, but you couldn’t stop the way your whole body tensed involuntarily at the gesture. “Was that alright?” Fives asked, clearly having noticed your reaction. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

In a stroke of bravery you didn’t know you had, you raised your head up to look at him. By now your eyes had adjusted to the darkness so that you could just barely see the outlines of his face, and you leaned up to place an equally soft kiss on his cheek. “No, it didn’t make me uncomfortable,” you said. “It was a nice feeling, I just didn’t expect it.”

“Than how about I make you feel even nicer,” he said, leaning in closer. Now, your faces were just inches from each other and was definitely getting harder to think. “Can I kiss you?”

You desperately hoped that this wasn’t a dream as you breathed out a “yes” in response, and he placed his lips on yours. The kiss was soft and sweet, serving as the perfect distraction from the pitch-dark room you were still stuck in, and you couldn’t help the way a soft whine left your lips when he pulled away for air.

“Wow,” you said. Maybe it wasn’t your most eloquent moment, but it sure summed up your current thoughts.

“Yeah,” Fives responded, and you took a little bit of pride in the fact that he seemed equally enamored with the moment as you were. “Can I kiss you again?”

This time, there was no hesitation on your part, and any worry you had about the power still being out melted away completely, because you knew Fives would stay with you as long as you needed him to.

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PAIRING: Jim Hopper x gn!reader WC: 1200+ CW: MINORS DON'T INTERACT!! Swearing, jealousy, implied sex, reader is an fbi agent, unedited work. SUMMARY: You're sent to Hawkins to find out about the disappearance of Barbara Holland and Will Byers' death and resurrection. You find yourself hitting it off with the police chief, but it seems he's only interested in a one time thing. AUTHOR NOTES: This is just a simple bit of fluffy angst that I've been thinking about, it's unedited so please ignore mistakes. First time writing Hopper so enjoy.

Jim Hopper was a stubborn guy, it was a fact you knew all too well from the moment you became friends with the guy. You'd been in town looking into what had been happening with these disappearances and Jesus like comeback of Will Byers. The FBI had become very interested and sent you to investigate. Hawkins wasn't somewhere you'd expected to be, yet you found yourself there.

You'd sat in Hopper's office, the pair of you trying to be more stubborn than the other. You refusing to believe his answers and him trying hard to dodge your questions or giving you a pack of lies. He'd finally given up and sighed.

“We've been at this all day, can I buy you a beer?”

“That's the smartest thing you've said all day.”

That was how the friendship started, you sat in the bar together that night discussing your love for old westerns. Talking about his divorce and about your separation from your high school sweetheart, you discussed law enforcement, and when the night came to an end you both ended up in your hotel room making the beast with two backs.

Of course your supervisor was less than happy when you called the next day to report that you learnt nothing. Orders to stay there till you did were made very clearly and you found yourself stuck in Hawkins trying to interview everyone that seemed to be connected to Will Byers and Barbra Holland.

Since that night with Jim though, he became increasingly distant, always making up excuses so you couldn't talk to him, always saying he had things to do.

He'd been dodging you for nearly a week when you discovered that the reason he was blowing you off constantly was because of Joyce Byers, you couldn't help but feel a twang of jealousy each and every time you heard her name, or saw her.

They were close, maybe closer than close. All you knew was that you and Hopper were now one and done. Especially while Joyce was around.

You began to become frustrated, all the time you found yourself stuck in this stupid town, wanting to go back home. Whenever you went into Melvald’s and Hopper was there talking to Joyce you became increasingly irritated and eventually started to ignore them. Throwing down your stuff, paying for it without a word and leaving.

It had been about four times that you'd done this when Hopper finally had enough and came out after you.

“Don't you think you're being a little childish?”

“Oh I'm being childish am I? Says the guy who has been avoiding me for nearly two months. I've been stuck here, which is your fault by the way!”

“How exactly is it my fault that you keep reaching dead ends?”

“Because you won't talk to me! I need to finish my damn interview with you, but you're acting as if I'm going to jump on you if we do!”

“I've been busy.”

“So I noticed Jim.”

There was a bitterness to your tone as you looked at him, unimpressed and unhappy.

“Tomorrow, I will be at your office first thing so I can get this shit over with and leave this Damn town!”

“Fine!”

You stared at each other for a moment before storming away in different directions. Joyce stood inside the shop smirking as she watched you two.

“What was that about?”

Bob asked, stepping inside and looking at Joyce.

“Young love.”

Everything over the last two months had brought you to this moment, standing outside his cabin. You'd walked into the office bright and early to find he wasn't coming in today. Anger and annoyance bubbled inside you. You stormed out, got in your car and drove to his place.

“Hopper!”

You'd wanted to be calm and collected, but the moment your knuckles touched the door you banged loudly and angrily.

“Open the damn door now!”

You yelled through the wooden door.

“I know you're in there, this isn't funny. Open up now!”

The door opened and you stormed inside, you didn't even bother to look at him.

“It's one thing keeping whatever happened here a secret. But keeping me here when you know I can't leave without some sort of report from you isn't fair!”

You turned to look at him, his nose was red, his eyes glassy, and he had some sort of ugly blanket wrapped around his body keeping his chest warm.

“Your sick.”

“That right there is why you're in the FBI, so smart.”

His voice was croaky and dripping with sarcasm, you couldn't help but find it hot even though he was very sick.

“Can you get out, I'll give you a report when I'm better.”

The door slammed practically in your face as he ushered you out, a soft sigh leaving your lips as you stood there.

You couldn't deny the way your heart fluttered every time you were near him, couldn't deny that you enjoyed his scent, or the way he made butterflies flutter in your stomach.

“Damn you Hopper.”

You left, only to come back armed with cold and flu medicines, vapor rub, soup, and a few other things to make him feel better. The look on his face had been a picture, shock and confusion as you pushed inside and placed down the cold and flu tabs. The Vapour rub, and everything else.

“Take those, I'll get you some soup.”

He stared for a minute or two, before he did as he was told. It had been a long time since Jim had been looked after when he was sick. Every single stubborn bone inside told him to tell you to go, but as he watched you he couldn't deny how badly he was enjoying watching you in his kitchen.

Placing down the soup as well as some fresh bread, you looked at him and smiled.

“You should eat up and then you should rest.”

There was an awkward air between the two of you as you stood there, he sat up and nodded only letting out a grunt before tucking into the soup.

“Feel better Jim.”

Picking up your bag, you headed toward the door.

“Stay.”

His word caught you off guard, you froze too scared to look at him. He was busy slurping soup and you couldn't help but think you had imagined it. Shaking your head, you carried on walking.

“I said stay.”

It was clearer that time, so much so. Your heart fluttered as you turned to look at him.

“Why?”

Hopper took a breath, getting up he hunted around and found a piece of paper.

“Because I like you, and I don't want you to leave Hawkins.”

Walking over you took the piece of paper, you looked at the scribbled messages of him trying to explain how he felt and smiled.

“Joyce has been helping me to try and figure out how to tell you.”

“It's been two months, Hop.”

“I know, I'm a coward.” He said softly as he looked at you.

“You should eat your soup.”

“You should respond to my question.”

“It was more of a demand, Jim. Besides it took you two months to tell me, I'm sure I at least get till you finish your soup.”

Hopper smiled and sat back down, he looked at you and patted the chair beside him. You couldn't help but smile and dropped your bag on the floor and walked over to sit down.

Once he'd finished his soup, he fell asleep. You kept yourself busy until he woke up and told you he was feeling better. But that didn't mean he got out of bed, simply that you joined him.

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Whumptober Day 31 **Prompt Orgy - I used all four!** “emptiness, I thought I was getting better, take it easy, setbacks”

After a minute, John pulled Sherlock’s hands off his face, lowering them onto the bed and intertwined their fingers. He retreated his head a bit so that he could look Sherlock into the eyes again.

“You are right. But apart from this and in order to really move on we also have to keep talking to each other. Like we did here. As in actually talk, saying what we mean and feel. I know I am shit at it and so are you but this…,” John struggled to phrase, “this emptiness for words has to stop.”

“And here I thought I was getting better at the talking thing.” Sherlock deadpanned, not altogether jokingly.

“You made a brilliant start. I’ll give you this.”

“Thanks to Ella’s advice, that is.”

“Anyhow. Let’s keep this up, shall we? Maybe avoid a lot of misunderstandings in the future?”

“So, John, what do you imagine our future would look like?”

“Bright, I hope.” John grinned. “Seriously though, I thought a lot about this when I sat waiting beside your bed.” John let go of Sherlock’s hands and pointed his thumbs at himself. “Look at me here, telling you about my feelings.” He waggled his eye brows a bit, trying to make light of the situation because deep down he was very nervous about what he intended to say.

“I want to move back into 221b. I want to live with you again. I want to bring Rosie. I want us to be family. We could renovate 221c and use it for additional living space. I want to keep working at the clinic but only part-time so that I can help you with the cases and blog about it.” John took a deep breath. “What about you?”

There, I’ve said it. What I truly want. I’ve been given another chance and this time I will make good use of it. I swear! Restart our friendship with a clean slate. And maybe, eventually, there might be more, we could become more. I think I could be more than a friend if Sherlock wants. But no need to rush this. There will be time to figure this out if we take it easy with ourselves.

Sherlock looked at John, gaping, his mouth literally hanging open while all the blood in his body rushed into his head seemingly having decided to have a surprise party in his brain.

“I, I…” Colourful stars exploded behind his eyes and an incandescent shower of joyful sparks buried Sherlock’s heart in a thick layer of blissful warmth. “Yes! Yes! John, I want this too, very much!”

Oh God, yes! Come back to me John, we can be happy together, as friends and family. It will be more than I could ever have dreamed of when I came back after the fall. Let us take it slow and maybe I can show you how I really feel about you, carefully and safely, some time in the future. Maybe then we can be more than friends. But for now, it is more than enough. Much more.

“I have an idea.” John waited for a sarcastic remark but Sherlock just listened. “Let us both take a vow. There will be setbacks, you know. With us. We’re both not good with talk about feelings. We’re both not an easy person to live with. But we already know the worst about each other. So, I promise to do my best for making this work and not stop trying.”

“Yes, me too, John. I promise to never stop making 221b our home.”

Their words kept hovering in the air between them, heavy with meaning and full of promise. Much more than mere words in fact. Both were intensely aware of the significance what had been said and both thought that their promises had an uncanny resemblance to the marriage vow John had taken.

They hugged for long time after this, keeping each other close, unwilling to let go of this magical moment where their future together was about to start.

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I Loved You Like the Sun

a/n: short chapter again but since it’s the holidays i’m mostly just sitting around doing nothing so expect a lot of short chapters quickly i hope you all enjoy!!

warnings: mentions of death, swearing, incest, tell me if i missed anything!!

Daemon Targaryen x Rhaenyra Targaryen x Fem!Reader

Chapter Twenty Nine- The Dragon’s Treasure

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“I always thought you were quite lucky.”

It was late, and outside a storm brewed. The children seemed unbothered by it as they played before you, Jaehaerys, Jaehaera and Maelor.

“Why is that?” You asked her, half turning on the chaise you both shared. If you closed your eye, the sounds of laughing children sounded like your own.

It had been only a few days since Aemond had taken you. You felt like Viserys in his final days, like living was killing you. And truly, without them, you were.

Helaena told you as much as she could, and your friendship burned hot and fast. It reminded you of them, and you had no choice but to push it away lest you would break down sobbing in front of her. You liked Helaena, but you did not trust her. Not quite yet.

Helaena reached out, placed a delicate hand on your red dress. “You look so beautiful in red. I have only worn green all my life.”

“It does compliment you so well, though.” You comforted, but you knew it would not help.

“I suppose,” she sighed. Silence fell between you, rain pouring and thunder cracking.

Helaena told you the entire realm thought you to be dead. But she wasn’t trusted with much more information, only whispering she heard. The Blacks were securing alliances, Jace returning victorious with support from the Starks and the Arryns. Luke returned unscathed from Tarth, pleasantries exchanged and the confirmation of an answer you already knew.

Alicent sat in the far chair, closest to the fire, eyes flicking over a book you could tell she was not reading.

You were not content. Not happy. You were dying.

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Eventually, Rhaenyra had to have Y/N’s chair removed. She stared at it every council meeting, until someone raised their voice to get her attention, Daemon or Rhaenys placed a hand on her shoulder, or when her sadness became too much and she had to look away.

Rhaenyra’s promises to her father were now null and void, because each night her bed was empty and Daemon was not enough to fill the hole. Of course, she appreciated him, she loved him, but he was not her.

Her and Daemon has always been too similar, restless and chaotic, cut from the same cloth, burned from the same fire. She knew he loved her but she also knew that she was not her. Nothing could ever fill the hole she left.

While everyone talked about her in the past tense, Rhaenyra could not bring herself too. She is gone. She is lost. Not was, not were, never, never. To talk about her like that made it real, and she cannot handle it being real.

Rhaenyra misses her so much it consumes her every moment. She thinks about her in wake, in sleep, in that transitional moment after sleep before you wake. There is only twenty-four hours in a day, and it is not enough to miss her.

A soft hand upon her shoulder, and when she turns, Daemon’s signet ring shines in the light of the afternoon sun. It had been 3 days, and Rhaenyra could not take it.

“Yes?” She asked, straightening in her chair.

“Your Grace,” Corlys started, careful in his words. “There is only one option. We show the Greens what happens when you upset us.”

I am more than upset, Rhaenyra wants to say, but holds her tongue. She does not want to be here. She wants to be in her bed, sleeping with a pillow under her head wrapped in one of Y/N’s dresses.

Rhaenyra is lost. She knows it, everyone at this table knows it. Alicent knows it. Otto, too. That is precisely why they took what is most precious from her.

“My Queen,” Daemon says, stepping out from behind her and placing a hand on her face. He fills her field of vision, keeps her attention, and for a moment he is everything until she remembers her again.

“Yes?” She asks, trying to keep her voice level. He holds her so tenderly it makes her feel like a child, and she wants to sob. At her core she is just that, a child who misses her family and wants her best friend back. But the more rational part of her knows she can never get that back. But she has created a new family, filled Alicent’s spot. She will show no mercy to those who have ruined her life, her family.

“I still have contacts inside the city. Let me arrange it. They can use the tunnels, kill whoever you choose, bring us back their heads.”

She stares at him.

For a moment, she is almost disgusted that she would even suggest it. Then she remembers what she has lost, the wild, wonderful, beautiful mother of her children. Her wife, her lover, her treasure.

“Kill all of them.” She croaks, and he nods, but she thinks of her wonderful wife again, and seizes. She grabs his arm. “Don’t- don’t kill the children, or Helaena, please. She would not want that.” She watches as he clenched his jaw, gets that look in his eye where she instinctively knows who he is thinking of.

“My Queen?” Lord Corlys asks, and she suddenly realizes they had been speaking in hushed tones. But she doesn’t look at them. She looks at Daemon. When she speaks, she digs her nails into his arm, louder so the entire room can hear.

“We are dragons, and our treasure will be avenged. The realm will know the meaning of fire. Kill them all.”

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Mine | Chapter 3

Colson x Original Female Character

Synopsis: Presley may look sinful on the outside, but deep down, she's innocent, guarded, and terrified of intimacy. Colson, on the other hand, is living up to his womanizer reputation as a way to cope with heartbreak. When his new guitarist invites his twin sister to join them on tour, Colson discovers that he's actually capable of feeling. Will Presley and Colson be able to push past all of the barriers trying to prevent them from happening?

Warnings/Content: alcohol & marijuana usage, swearing, drunk person, mentions of vomit but nothing graphic (don't worry, your girl has a phobia), col & presley pining for each other, col talking about his dick again

Again, thank you all for such a positive response to this story!

Presley

I enjoy the show even more tonight after my talk with Colson.

His apology seemed genuine and it was nice to hear that he wants me to be comfortable around them. As much as he makes me nervous, a part of me can’t help but go soft with relief knowing that this is who Cash spends all his time with.

We’re going out tonight, and since I promised last night that I would, I can’t fake a headache and curl up in my hotel room with room service and a movie, much to my dismay.

I don’t bother changing clothes after the concert. I’m good with my outfit. I freshen up my makeup and spritz a little perfume, then meet up with the rest of the group in Slim’s room. Colson and Rook aren’t here yet, but I recognize the two ladies Cash introduced me to yesterday, Ashleigh and Olivia.

“Hey, Presley!” Ashleigh greets. “You’re hanging out with us tonight. Forget the boys.”

“Deal,” I say with a smile.

Once Rook is here, everyone is ready to go. Confused, I turn to Ashleigh. “What about Colson?” I ask.

“Oh, if he isn’t here early then he’ll be late,” she explains. “That’s Colson for you.” I feel slightly disappointed. Is he going to meet up with us eventually? I shake my head a bit to clear my thoughts. God, what am I doing? Colson is clearly seeking a friendship and nothing more. He might not even find me attractive. I need to stop pining over him before this gets embarrassing.

We pile into two cars and are taken to a bar nearby. It’s pretty deserted, thankfully, and I’m happy to follow the girls to a private corner where the music isn’t very loud. I watch as the boys find a table, too, talking animatedly about something. I smile softly. I do want to hang out with Cash, but it’s also kind of fun to just observe.

“So Presley,” Olivia says, and I meet her eyes. Gosh, she’s beautiful. Everyone here is beautiful. “Tell us all the dirt on Cash.”

I lean my head back and laugh, then turn as a waitress approaches our table. Both women order a Sex on the Beach. One drink is usually my limit and that sounds pretty good, so I order one for myself.

I sigh once the waitress is gone. “There’s not much, really,” I say. “He really is as sweet as he seems.”

“Is there a girlfriend back home I should know about?” Olivia continues, leaning onto her elbows on the table with a little smirk. “What?” She says when Ashleigh laughs.

I grin. “Nope. He’s single,” I say. And she’s just his type. I already know he’s into her, he’s told me, but I won’t tell his secret, as much as I want to.

“Interesting.” Olivia nods slowly. “Very interesting.”

Ashleigh and I laugh. “So you’re a piercer, right?” Ashleigh asks, and I nod. “For how long? Tell me more.”

“I’ve been at my current shop since I was, like, 20,” I explain. “Obviously had to start as an apprentice and the girl who I was apprenticing for ended up leaving the profession, which made for a super seamless transition into her spot for me.”

“That sounds like such a cool job,” Olivia says.

“It is, for the most part,” I say with a nod.

Ashleigh wrinkles her nose. “I bet you get gross clients sometimes,” she says. “I don’t mean physically, but behavior-wise.”

I grimace thinking about the creep I had to pierce right before Cash invited me to join him on tour. “Yeah. Trust me, you don’t want to know,” I say.

“I do, though. That’s my toxic trait,” Olivia says, and we laugh. The waitress drops off our drinks and the first few sips go down easily. It’s one of the best mixed drinks I’ve ever had.

“Yum,” Olivia sighs.

“Right,” I agree. “So how did you guys get into the industry?”

Ashleigh grins and takes out her phone. “It might be easier just to show you,” she says, scrolling for a moment. She turns her phone around, and on the screen is a picture of her sandwiched between two teenage boys. Upon closer inspection, I realize they’re Colson and Slim.

“No way!” I say. “Y’all are babies here!”

“Yep,” Ashleigh says, pocketing her phone again. “We’ve been friends forever. I managed them when they were young and broke as shit, and I’ve been there ever since.”

“That’s insane,” I say, glancing over at the boys. Huh. I hadn’t noticed Colson walking in, but there he is, standing beside Slim. I feel oddly sentimental about the fact that they started out as nothing and now they’re some of the biggest musicians in the world. It gives me lots of hope for Cash.

Colson catches my eye right away and my heart stutters in my chest. It’s impossible to look away when he’s spearing me with his eyes like that. They’re so blue and intense, even from across the bar. He lifts his chin in an invitation to come over there.

“I’m being beckoned,” I say, grabbing my drink. “I’ll be back.”

I almost feel out of control of my own body as I walk towards the man for which I definitely shouldn’t be feeling butterflies. “Hey,” he says when I reach him. “Sex on the Beach?”

I nod, taking another sip. “Best one I’ve ever had.”

Colson smirks, obviously finding some double meaning in my words, and I blush. He has no idea.

“Are you drinking?” I ask, and as I do, the bartender slides a thick glass to Colson. Straight whiskey. He holds up the glass and I cheers with him, finishing my drink.

“Another?” He asks me, but I shake my head. He arches an eyebrow. “No?”

I shrug. “Not really a drinker. One is usually my limit,” I explain.

Colson studies me for a long moment and then nods slowly. “That’s cool. I should take a page out of your book,” he says.

“Definitely makes it easier to get out of bed in the morning,” I say.

“You smoke though, huh?” He asks.

I nod. “Oh yeah.”

“It’s the best,” Colson says.

“I agree. Way better than alcohol,” I say.

Colson sighs. “Damn. You’re right.” He studies his whiskey, tosses it back, and declines another when the bartender asks. “You wanna go outside and smoke?” He asks.

“Sure,” I say, feeling excited about having a moment alone with him. I follow him out the back door of the bar. With the sun down, it actually feels like September and I shiver, wrapping my arms around myself.

Colson pulls a joint and lighter out of his pocket and I bite back a grin. So careless. He lights it and I try to ignore the way his jaw and neck look when he’s inhaling. He passes the joint my way and I breathe deeply, inhaling the earthy flavor. As I blow it out, I immediately feel lighter.

“Thanks for sharing,” I say, passing it back to him. Our fingers brush as he takes it.

“What did you think of the show?” He asks, bringing the joint to his lips.

“It was great,” I say. “You put on a super fun show.”

Colson smiles faintly and passes me the joint. “We try,” he says. “People pay a lot for our tickets. I want them to cost less, but that’s not really in my power.”

I nod. I like that there’s a humbleness about him. I sense that he’d love a small, intimate show where no one had to pay. I could be wrong, but it’s just the vibe I get.

He’s known as such a wild, party boy in the media. A guy that sleeps around — well, maybe that one’s true. But from what I’ve seen so far, Colson is chill, friendly, and conversational. Like Cash says, the media is totally wrong about this dude.

We pass the joint back and forth a few more times before I speak again. “So, I saw a picture of you as a teenager today,” I say.

Colson snorts. “Which one?”

“Ashleigh showed me,” I say, watching his face. “Can’t believe you guys have been together for that long.”

Colson nods, looking up at the sky. “I’m the luckiest motherfucker on the planet,” he says. “I have some serious ride or dies with me.”

“Has everyone else been around that long?” I ask.

Colson shakes his head. “Nah, we picked them up along the way like lost puppies.” We laugh. “Yes, your brother included.”

I grin. “Yeah. He’s a puppy, that’s for sure,” I agree.

“He says you two are close,” Colson says, and I nod.

“He’s my best friend,” I say, and I’m surprised that my voice breaks a little on the last word. “Shit. I hadn’t realized how much I missed him.”

Colson studies me. “Yeah. I bet it’s tough having him so far away.”

“Yeah. It is,” I say, “but I’m so happy for him. He deserves this.”

“You’re not getting him back at this point,” Colson says, bending down to snuff out the joint. He stands back up to his full, intimidating height. “Ready?” I nod and follow him inside, and shit, I’m high. That was some good stuff we were smoking.

I join the girls again, this time sipping a cherry Coke, and with my inhibitions lowered by the weed, I can’t help but watch Colson. Luckily, the girls don’t seem to notice, too engrossed in their conversation. But man, Colson is just…a wonder.

Tall and lithe, the way he moves is so strangely intoxicating. Though some of the others are tall, he towers over all of them. Covered in tattoos and piercings, he should be intimidating, but when I can see the shadows his long lashes cast on his cheeks, the warm way he smiles at whoever he’s talking to, he takes on a soft, angelic quality. In the deepest parts of my soul, I know this man is so much deeper than most other men I’ve met. It’s almost haunting.

It isn’t long before the night takes a turn. I suddenly see Cash with his head down on the table and anxiety spikes in my chest. I get to my feet to go over to him, putting a hand to his back. “Cash?” I say. He just groans. We’ve gotten Colson’s attention and he comes over, brows furrowed in concern. “Do you know what’s wrong with him?” I ask.

“I think he’s wasted,” Colson says with a wince. “He was pounding the shots.”

Cash groans again. “I’m gonna puke,” he says suddenly and my eyes widen.

“Slim!” Colson barks, and Slim hurries over. They get their arms around Cash and hurry him out of the bar where I can only assume he pukes up everything he’s drunk tonight. I grimace. I have to share a room with that tonight.

I love my brother, but god dammit.

Colson

It’s a good thing I don’t have a weak stomach, because Cash puking all over my fucking boots would be pretty insufferable otherwise.

Slim and I dump him into a car and climb in with him. Presley takes the front seat. Lucky for us it’s a quick drive to the hotel and Cash manages to hold it in until we’re back. Slim and I get him up to his room and immediately he’s in the bathroom again.

“Alright, I need to go change and shower,” I say, grimacing.

“I’ve got him,” Presley says with a sigh, rubbing Cash’s back as he throws up.

“You sure?” I ask.

She looks up at me with those gorgeous green eyes. “Yeah. Go wash the puke off you.” She smirks a little, the sexiest smirk I’ve ever seen, and I swear my dick twitches in my pants. I nod and make a beeline for my room.

After a long shower, I decide I need a drink. I grab a bottle of whiskey from the minibar but upon realizing I have no ice, I sigh and pull on some sweatpants over my boxers, grab the ice bucket, and go on a search of the ice machine.

On the way there, I pass a little lounge with a couch and some chairs, and something catches my peripheral vision. I pause, stepping backward, and when I look inside the lounge, I see Presley sitting on the couch. She’s changed, and her hair is up in a messy bun. She wears sweats and a cropped tank top, showing off some of that toned, tan stomach. She holds a book in her hands but she looks up when she sees me. “Hey,” she says.

“Hey,” I say, stepping into the room. “What are you doing in here?”

She shrugs and places a bookmark in her book before setting it aside. “Slim is taking care of Cash and I can’t with the vomit.” She shudders.

I frown. “It’s almost four AM,” I tell her.

“I know,” she mutters, and stifles a yawn behind her hand.

I study her and shift on my feet. Don’t do it, Colson. Don’t do — “You can come stay in my room.” Nice, idiot.

Presley blinks those gorgeous eyes and her lips part. “Oh,” she says, shaking her head. “That’s not fair to you, I—”

“Nah, it’s no big deal,” I assure her. “I’ll sleep on the floor or the couch or something.”

“You’re, like, 12 feet tall,” she says, and I laugh. She smiles a little but then it fades. “Seriously. I can’t kick you out of your bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“We’ll figure it out,” I say. “Come on. Don’t stay out here all night.”

She chews her lip for a second and then nods. “Alright. Thank you so much,” she says sincerely, getting to her feet. God, how does she look good in everything she wears? And Jesus Christ, there’s no bra under that little tank top, but there are nipple piercings. A flush breaks out on my chest and I’m glad my tattoos hide it.

I change my mind on the ice. The last thing I need is liquid courage to do something I’ll regret. I lead the way back to my room and let us in. I set down the ice bucket and turn on the TV. I can’t sit here in silence with her. “Make yourself comfortable,” I say. “Go ahead and take the bed.”

“Colson,” she says, shaking her head.

“We can both hang out on the bed and we’ll figure out sleeping arrangements later,” I say. “Deal?”

Presley nods. “Alright, deal.” She smiles softly at me and I smile back, crawling onto the bed. She takes a seat, too, and I relax slightly.

“Are you tired?” I ask.

“Honestly, not really,” she says. “Cash kinda freaked me out.”

I nod. “He’s fine. But I get it.”

She nods, too, chewing on bottom lip. She does that often, and it’s way sexier than it should be.

“Wanna smoke?” I ask, pulling a blunt from behind my ear.

She looks over at me and nods. “Yeah, actually. Do we need to go outside?”

“Probably,” I say. “But, eh.”

Presley giggles and curls her legs beneath her, turning to face me. “I’ll try not to get ashes on the bed.”

“You do then you’re footing the bill,” I tease, and when she sees that I’m being playful, she snickers, shaking her head. I light the blunt and inhale the sweet taste of the wrap, then hand it to her, depositing the blunt between her thin fingers. “So, you’re a piercer. You play in a band. What else is there to know about Presley Carver?”

She smiles and takes a hit of the blunt, leaning her head back to exhale the smoke. She hands the blunt back to me and shrugs. “I don’t know,” she says. “I’m not that interesting.”

“I find that hard to believe,” I challenge her, and for some reason, there’s now tension in the room. I wonder if she feels it, too.

She grins and wets her lips, resting her head back against the headboard. Her eyes close. “I’m actually pretty boring. I like to be home.”

“You don’t go out?” I ask.

“Not really.”

“So, you play shows and you go to work. Don’t you hang out with friends? A boyfriend?” I shouldn’t add that last part on, but I do. Cash already told me she doesn’t really date. But I need to know more about her. I don’t even know why.

She snorts, opening her eyes to look over at me. “Hasn’t Cash told you? I’m chronically single,” she says.

I grin a little. “Me too.”

“Why?” She asks, and then she looks a little surprised that she did. I pass her the blunt.

My smile falls a little. I’m not going to tell her the real reason, even though she feels like someone I can trust, someone who won’t judge me. “It’s just easier with my career,” I say, half-true. It is difficult to be in a relationship when I’m never in the same city for more than two nights.

“That makes sense,” she says quietly.

“What about you?” I ask. “Why are you chronically single?” I need to put the blunt down. It’s making it too easy to be truthful and open, and that was the whole point of changing my mind about drinking the whiskey. But I put it between my lips again.

Presley shrugs and her eyes drift away from mine. “Honestly, I have issues,” she says.

“Don’t we all,” I snort, and this makes her laugh.

“Yeah. I guess so,” she agrees. “Just easier to be alone. Safer.” She twists the ring on her pointer finger.

“Agreed,” I mutter. She has no idea just how much I fucking agree. “That’s why I just sleep around.” Presley laughs softly, but her cheeks get pink. I cringe a little. “Sorry.”

“No, don’t be,” she says, her hand falling onto my arm. I’m surprised by the touch. Her hand is warm, and her long nails graze my skin, making me shiver a little. “I’m not judging, I promise.” Her jade colored eyes meet mine and there’s a sincerity in them that pierces through me.

“It’s okay if you are. Everyone else does,” I say. I’m not sure why this is all pouring out of me right now, but I can’t stop it. I’m sure I’ll regret it tomorrow.

Presley looks sad, her brows drawing together. “No one gets to judge you,” she says. “You’re allowed to do whatever you want. As long as it’s consensual, then it’s totally fine.”

I blink. “Really? Most people just think I’m a man whore.”

“And what’s wrong with that?” She shoots back.

I slump a little, looking off into the distance as I consider this. She’s not wrong. It’s always consensual. Could I be a little more respectful to the women I fuck? Probably. Deep down I know I’m doing it to cope with big feelings, but she doesn’t need to know that.

“I guess nothing,” I say finally. “Casual sex serves its purpose.” Presley nods, but she looks a little stiff. It’s a weird reaction after what she just said to me. “Hey,” I say, and she looks at me. “I’m not judging either, if you do the same thing.”

Presley laughs at that, and I’m taken aback. “Sorry,” she says, blushing a little. “I just…I don’t. Do that.”

“No?” I ask, still confused by her reaction.

She opens her mouth like she’s going to say something but then she clamps her mouth shut. “Yeah. Um. I think I might get some sleep.”

“Oh. Okay,” I say. I put her reaction in the back of my mind to explore later. “I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“No, Colson, it’s fine. I’ll sleep on the couch,” she insists.

“Just sleep in the bed. With me,” I blurt. She looks over at me. “I’ll stay on my side. I promise.”

“Are you sure?” she asks.

“Of course,” I tell her. “If you’re comfortable with it.”

“Yeah. That’s fine,” she says slowly.

I nod. “I’m gonna go brush my teeth and stuff,” I tell her, getting up. She nods and I go into the bathroom. When I come back, she’s under the covers, all the way at the edge of the bed. I bite back a grin and climb into bed, staying on my side, too. I switch off the lamp.

As attracted to her as I am, it won’t be hard not to touch her. I respect her too much to want to use her like that. As tempting as it would be to do some bad, bad things with her, I promised Cash I wouldn’t, and Presley is worth more than that.

She’s complex. That much I can tell. I want to know her so badly, to figure out her secrets and learn her personality. It’s the first time I’ve felt anything close to this since what happened. I didn’t know I could want anything other than sex with a woman again. It scares me, and because of that, I need to stay far, far away from anything with her. Not even just because of Cash, but for my own good.

Because when I get too close to someone, when I actually admit feelings, I get hurt. Badly.

It’s been a very long time since I’ve been able to sleep in.

I wake up slowly, all of my senses fading in at a lazy pace. Before my eyes are even open, I can tell I’m not sleeping alone. No, definitely not alone.

I pry my eyes open and my temples throb slightly from how much weed I smoked last night. I blink a few times and shift slightly, and that’s when I really notice my current situation.

Somehow, at some point, Presley and I found our way to the middle of the bed. So much for staying on our own sides. Not only did we gravitate towards each other, but somehow, she ended up halfway on top of me, her leg draped over my hips and her head and hand on my chest.

I look at her face, and Jesus, she is breathtaking. She breathes slowly, looking incredibly peaceful asleep on my chest. Her hair is messy, falling out of its bun, but she’s still the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. I frown a little, wondering if she’ll be embarrassed when she wakes up.

I definitely need to piss and brush my teeth, but there’s no way in hell I’m moving when this is probably the closest I’ll ever be to her. I relax into the bed and hug her a little closer, gently, not wanting to wake her.

I must fall asleep again because I’m drawn back to consciousness when Presley moves. I blink my eyes open slowly and look down at her as she stretches. She freezes when she realizes she’s on top of me and I close my eyes, pretending I’m asleep. I can feel her head shift as she looks up at me, and I’m surprised when she doesn’t immediately pull away. After a few moments, I slowly open my eyes to find her looking at me. She blushes and smiles sheepishly, but she doesn’t pull away.

“Hey,” she says sleepily.

“Hey,” I croak. Fuck, my throat is dry. She rolls off of me then, and I’m cold in her absence. I want her back immediately. We fit together like fucking puzzle pieces and I can’t deny that.

“Sorry,” she says. “I don’t know how that happened.”

“Me neither,” I say. “I’m sorry, too.”

“No, don’t be,” she says, laying on her back and looking up at the ceiling. “I haven’t slept that well in a long time.”

“Shit. Me neither,” I realize. Usually, it takes forever to fall asleep and I toss and turn. I haven’t slept that deeply in longer than I can remember.

“Thanks again for letting me stay here,” she says, looking over at me with sleepy eyes. My heart softens. Fuck.

“It’s no problem,” I assure her.

She sighs and stretches, back arching slightly. It’s impossible not to stare at her tits as they reach towards the ceiling as her back bows. I didn’t have morning wood but I definitely do now.

“I should go check on Cash,” she says, slowly rolling out of bed.

“Yeah. Probably,” I say, although all I want is for her to stay right here with me. All damn day.

She scoops her phone and book off the nightstand and slips back into her sandals. “Thanks again, Colson. I really appreciate it,” she says, smiling.

“Yeah. Of course,” I say. “I’ll see you later?”

“See ya,” she says, and leaves the room.

I roll onto my back and groan loudly, sliding my hands over my face. Fuck, why is this happening? I don’t even know who the fuck I am, experiencing feelings like this. I need to get them in check, and quick.

But first…I need to get this boner in check.

Shit.

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acacia-may · 1 month

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Acacia, since you’re offering, is it okay that I ask for your thoughts on Josele x the Fausts? 🥺👉👈

I’d be fascinated to hear your thoughts.

Of course, Erika! I was actually really hoping you would ask me because, as I am sure you know, I am just obsessed with Nacsele. Sorry Morgen. I love him. How could I not? He’s a total sweetheart, and him and Josele were very cute, but I am unapologetically Team Nacht all the way! I adore their deep friendship and the quick wit & banter that they share, but it's really the angst of that pairing that just elevates it for me. I mean they support each other through their trauma and grief, and then, fall in love?! Even when they believe they're too broken to ever be loved and to be happy again, they show each other that they can be. 😭 I'm going to sob. It's beautiful and is more compelling to me than I have the words to express.

I'm sure it's no secret that I am not much of a romantic, but what you may not know about me is that I do actually have some favorite love stories one of which is a movie called "Return to Me" which is about a man, Bob, who loses his wife in a tragic accident and swears off love forever, but he eventually finds healing and falls in love with the wonderful woman whose life was saved by receiving his deceased wife's heart in a heart transplant. (This is literally all established in the first 5 minutes of the movie so it’s not a spoiler, I promise). The heroine of this film, Grace, is just so incredibly sensitive to his loss and so supportive of him, and one of the main conflicts of the movie is that she cares about him so much that she is heartbroken to learn that even though this transplant saved her life, it caused him so much pain and suffering. The other conflict, of course, is Bob (the main man) coming to realize that even though he truly loved his wife and is always going to miss her, that doesn't mean that he can't love Grace just as much. It's real. It's beautiful, and it's so sincere that it just pulls at my heartstrings every single time. Needless to say, I have an extremely intense passion for stories about finding love after unbelievable tragedy and loss, and Nacht x Josele fit that category so well so of course I'm going to eat that up.

This pairing was just made for me to love. I mean, it also has a complicated brother relationship and they're childhood friends to lovers. Gah! It just has everything. Nacsele is just everything!

I don't think I'm even making any sense right now, but it's so, so good. I find myself just randomly thinking about them like I would with any canon character x canon character ship. I guess that just means they're canon to me. 😁

#nacsele #nacht x josele #clearly i am so normal about them #they're in love your honor #i don't make the rules #and yes i realize *you* do in fact make the rules here erika but like...they are. they are in love.#thanks for the ask #sorry for these probably incoherent ramblings. honestly my main thoughts about nacsele are unhinged squealing followed by ASHHDHHSDSFHF 😅😂#erika 💙#acacia's ramblings

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messengerhermes · 2 years

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Are You Holding Out for a Someday Promise?

There's this thing that can happen in romantic relationships, friendships, family connections, jobs, etc that I call the Someday Promise. The Someday Promise is when someone--Your boss, your partner, your bestie, your mom, swears that one day, that thing that you want to do with them/want them to do will happen, eventually, you just need to be patient and understanding until the time is right. "That thing" could be anything--a raise, going away together, starting a podcast, doing family therapy--whatever it is, it's something that you really want and having that happen would really transform your relationship with the other people involved for the better. And that thing will happen--someday! If you are good and patient and willing to put in the work for it to happen. The other person isn't ready yet. But they will be. If you wait. Are you sensing the problem yet? Someday Promises push us to go without getting a need or a want met by borrowing off the goodwill and love we have for someone. After all, we trust our loved ones or (hopefully) respect our workplace, sure there's this area over here where we would really like this thing to happen, or this area over there that isn't working for us, but they've promised those things will change eventually and they're nice in all these other ways, so surely someday will come soon, right? I'm not saying every "eventually, but not right now" promise someone gives is a Someday Promise. But I am saying that intentionally or unintentionally, promises that lack timelines or steps to back them up can leave us either strung along or doing the stringing. I'll give you an example: Jax really wants to start therapy with their partner Kelly. Kelly has agreed to go with them to therapy, but says they don't feel ready yet. When Jax asks what their concerns or needs are to be ready, Kelly says they just need time. After three months, Jax brings it up again, and Kelly acts hurt, asking if Jax is unhappy in the relationship since they're in such a hurry. Jax then feels guilty and apologizes, insisting they're happy, they just think therapy could help them work through some repeating issues. Kelly promises they'll be ready soon, but need time since work is busy right now. Jax is satisfied with this and gives them time before asking again several months later. Kelly feels hurt again, offers a different reason they need more time, but promises it will happen eventually. Jax accepts this again. Rinse and repeat, with Jax feeling more and more unsatisfied each time. The issues with Kelly's Someday Promise: 1. Kelly's reasons are all vague. They never say how much time they need before they'll be ready, or offer what makes them hesitate to start therapy in the first place. Each time Jax asks about the subject, Kelly has a new reason why now is not a good time to start.

2. A plan is never created. Now, this isn't all on Kelly, Jax never asks for a timeline, or for them to break down the steps to start relationship therapy. Without an actual plan, the promise can just float in the ether as an end goal for "someday."

3. Kelly turns Jax concerns back around on them. Whenever Jax brings up the promise of starting relationship therapy, Kelly makes Jax feel guilty rather than acknowledging that they promised Jax something. This makes Jax feel like they're in the wrong or pressuring Kelly for checking in on something the pair have agreed on, and buys Kelly more time on the Promise Meter. Now, here's that scenario done a different way: Jax really wants to start therapy with their partner Kelly. Kelly agrees to this, but says they want to take some time with their new individual therapist before starting relationship therapy. Jax agrees. After three months, Jax brings it up again, and Kelly says they're still willing, but feel overwhelmed by a work project that should finish in a month and would like to wait. Jax agrees, but asks if they can come up with a list of traits they agree on needing in a therapist. Kelly agrees to this and the couple come up with a list. After Kelly's work project is done, Jax brings up therapy again. Kelly confesses they're anxious about pursuing therapy together and discovering their relationship isn't as good as they thought. Jax reassures Kelly that they believe in their partnership and think therapy can help them resolve repeating issues. Kelly feels comforted and the pair use their list to look up several therapists and reach out to them, ultimately having interview calls with a couple before starting therapy together. How this went from a Someday Promise to an Actual Promise: 1. Kelly gives specific, timely reasons for delays. This gives Jax something tangible to check in on, since they can ask how long Kelly wants with their new therapist or when their work project will be done and discuss why those things keep Kelly from being ready.

2. A plan is begun. When Kelly needs more time, Jax agrees, but asks for steps to be taken to get them to their goal. Having a plan in place turns a promise from something vague into something actionable.

3. Kelly takes responsibility for their feelings. We often make someday promises to people because there's shit we don't want to name keeping us from doing what that person wants. It could be emotional barriers--insecurity, discomfort, resentment, shyness, etc, or logistical ones--physical ability, money, time. Putting those cards on the table instead of pointing fingers at the person asking for something allows for real, open communication. Jax wasn't asking Kelly to be fearless, they were asking Kelly to be there with them. Kelly confessing their fears created space for them to talk and make things happen.

We deserve to have our needs met and our wants acknowledged and fulfilled as best as possible. While it can be tempting to give people we care for slack around the things they promise us, that slack can start to tangle up around us if things go too long or the promises start to stack up. And on the flip side, the longer a Someday Promise goes on, the more daunting it can be to fulfill it. Some questions to sit with if you find yourself receiving a Someday Promise: 1. Why is it important to you that this promise be fulfilled? What do you feel like it will do for this connection or situation? How can you explain this to the other party in a way that makes you understood? 2. How long are you willing to wait for the other party to fulfill this promise? (Give a tangible time, ie 2 months/6 months, instead of "a while" or "a short time") 3. What are steps the other party can take to show you they're trying? Draft a hypothetical plan for how this Someday Promise could be fulfilled. 4. What happens if the other party will not fulfill this promise in the time you need it to happen? (Ie, How will you change your behavior/boundaries in response to this?) Some questions to sit with if you realize you're giving someone a Someday Promise: 1. What are the barriers keeping you from fulfilling this promise? (Are they emotional, mental, logistical?) 2. What is a step you're willing to take in the direction of this promise? 3. What do you fear will happen if you try to fulfill this promise and fail? (ie, your partner really wants to go dancing, but you have two left feet and feel like they'll be embarrassed to be seen with you once you get on the dancefloor) Why does this scare you? How likely is this to happen? 4. What might happen if you continue to leave this promise unfulfilled? Are you willing to accept those consequences?

#communication #relationships #advice #someday promises #boundaries

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lovinggreeniehours · 6 days

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🥺can i have story time from arion?

i wanna bug you more about artem actually. so tell me more about you two got together? who fell first? slow burn or pretty quick to pick up?

AND ALSO do you and artem have a favorite movie you two like watching together? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 (@comfortingstars)

you will get literally ANYTHING you ask for!!!!! because i like you lots <3

firstly, movie nights are Such a big thing for them wait wait wait i have an old doodle hdsgkfsfhj <3

they have their own set of favorite movies but the mutually agreed upon ones that they've watched together are probably the knives out movies and now you see me 1

okay real story time now >:) (sorry lmao this got so long)

short version: THEY TOOK LIKE. 10 YEARS TO GET TOGETHER 🤡 do you know how stupid they look to their friends lmao

long version they were friends!! in college!!!! hmm the details are fuzzy because it's been a while but iirc they had a class together, and had to work together for a partnered project. they both have horrible people skills so making friends outside of the project was a little hard. and eventually, they just kept gravitating towards each other until they suddenly realized they were. best friends(?) yeah let's go with that

at some point very early on in the friendship, knightley got a bit of a crush on him. which he confessed when they became more comfortable with each other. he was rejected, since ar.tem didn't want to get involved in any kind of dating life yet. but after some awkward tip-toeing around each other they went back to being best friends in no time

halfway into college, they got sick of the dorms and decided they would be much better roommates for each other than everyone else and proceeded to move into ar.tem's house. not in a gay way i promise. they only cuddle sometimes i swear-

okay now the Really funny thing happens after they graduate. and after ar.tem gets every single promotion he could ever get

he Does like knightley, he realizes. but ever since that confession incident, knightley has been incredibly focused on never crossing ar.tem's boundaries ever 💀 which manifests in knightley going "ar.tem's such a good friend <3 he's my best friend <3 that i am not gay about nor interested in at all <3 very platonic best friends <3" whenever asked /hj

this in itself isn't a problem though. ar.tem is actually very happy that his best friend holds him in such high regard. but. he kind of. also wants to kiss him. and he's not sure that's happening anymore. so what now 🤡 he lays awake at night wondering why he didn't go on a date with him like a decade ago

knightley does like him! and want to kiss him! very much. not a single thing has changed at all. it's just that both of them are very used to This now. and they aren't sure what to do about it so they just didn't 😭😭😭

but one day, ar.tem forgets something at home and leaves for work without realizing it. so knightley has to head there to drop it off for him and. ar.tem is never hearing the end of it from his colleagues hi celes.tine ("so 😳 who was that" "none of your business" "is 😳 is it your 😳 boyfr-" "IM GOING BACK TO WORK")

it's mostly her and rosa then trying to nudge him in the right direction 😭 it's a very slow, sweet kind of slowburn. just growing and evolving together as people

i imagine later on, knightley finds out about n.xx. i haven't decided yet if they get together before or after that happens

eventually, they do confess. there's a sort of new year party at the law firm and everyone keeps telling ar.tem to invite knightley

("you know if you kiss someone at midnight on new year they say it's good luck 🤭" "rosa please stop")

between that and knightley hanging around his room that night while he worked, ar.tem's resolve crumbled really fast. with the amount of hesitance and blushing ar.tem went through trying to ask him the question (like. as if he were asking him on a date), knightley had to put two and two together. so yes he did get that good luck kiss 👍 everyone clap. it took them an entire decade for this

#i definitely plan on making a more detailed/formally spoken summary for arte.mrion one day. but this will do for now jdshkgdjgdhn #thank you hazeeeee <33 i hope you have a good night hdshlgddhj #feel free to bug me about anything all the time hfsgkfshhsgjk #ari.asks #mine #meet me at midnight.♡#haze.tag

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robynlilyblack · 2 years

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You’re supposed to be with me

Severus Snape and fem! slytherin! reader

slight Remus Lupin x fem! slytherin! reader

[Requested - see request here]

Summary: Y/n’s been pining after Severus for years and dealt with him ignoring her in his own pining for Lily, however when y/n befriends a certain marauder, how will Severus react?

Warnings: swearing, toxic friendship/relationship, Sev is an arse in this, Lily and Remus are sweethearts, bittersweet happy ending

A/n: 3.8k words, sorry this took so long and hope it's angsty enough for you. Thank you for the request, enjoy x

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You had been friends with Severus forever, same house, year, interests. To begin with he was good friend and beautifully smart, but over the years he grew bitter and mean. His love for Lily made him that way, a toxic obsession he couldn’t seem to get enough of, even after they stopped being friends. You however never left his side, maybe it was because you could see the good in him, or because he was familiar, maybe it was because you didn’t have anyone else, but you knew the real reason, it was clear to everyone but Severus, you loved him.

You’d loved him but he would always love her, and you would never be her. No matter how much you supported him, defended him, did anything he ever asked of you, never judged him for anything, it was her he wanted, her he yearned for.

You and he weren’t a couple by any means but most people thought it, you and he were never apart, yet only a few knew what you talked about. They didn’t see how he would talk about Lily, tell you how pretty she was, how you should wear a ribbon in your hair like her, how smart she was and how you needed to study harder. You should have known in was toxic, known this wasn’t how a real friendship was supposed to be but you didn’t care, you loved him and a part of you convinced yourself that he was yours like this, and that eventually he would see you, for you.

“Y/n seriously it’s not that hard” Severus huffs, annoyed he’s been asking the same thing for the last hour and you still couldn’t get it “We learned this last year, you’re never going to pass if you don’t study” he shakes his head

“I’m trying Sev I really am, it’s just not as natural to me as it is you” you pout, you weren’t the best student but you tried hard, so it hurt that he thought you didn’t, you studied every night and it still wasn’t good enough

“Lily would have gotten it right away” he says casually like he didn’t just insult you “You could learn something from her” he states as if he was still friends with the girl

“I’m sorry” you heart ached, resisting the urge to cry “I’m trying” you say but he’s too distracted to hear the hurt in your voice, but really, he didn’t care

“Sorry doesn’t bring back the last hour of my life y/n” he says harshly, packing up his stuff

Your eyebrows knit together “Where are you going?”

He rolls his eyes “I have other things to study for y/n, unlike you I was smart enough to study 7 NEWT’s” he reminds you patronizingly “I can’t concentrate on my own study with you nagging me”

You nod “Oh okay” you say dejected “I’ll see you later?” you look up at him through your eyelashes

His face softens “Yeah, I think Barty, Evan and Regulus wanted to hang out later once they’re back from Hogsmeade” he nods

“Great” you look at him hopefully

“Bye” he gives you a small smile before heading out

You watch him walk away, muttering a pathetic ‘bye’ as he leaves before turning back to your book. You stared at the words for merlin knows how long, it was gibberish to you, you recognised the words but nothing sparked when you read them. The longer you stared, the more you started to panic, you felt so stupid, Severus was right, why couldn’t you be like Lily. You tried so hard to learn it, tried so hard to be smart so he’d be proud of you but slowly the tears started falling. You felt tragic, it was a Saturday and you were crying over a potions book in the library instead of at Hogsmeade with your friends.

As you cried you didn’t notice the look of sorrow on Remus’ face as he approached the table, he had stayed back since the library was quiet on Saturdays and it meant no one had to see the newest scar on his lip “Are you okay?” he asks softly

You froze at the voice, not recognising it so you quickly tried to wipe the tears before looking up “I…I’m fine” you nod but your eyes were still watery, it was very clear you weren’t okay

Remus tilted his head before his eyes looked down at the now tear stained potions book “Do you need help?” he offers

You look at him for moment then down at the book, you did need help and you knew Remus was pretty smart, not as good as Severus, but still a million times better than you “I’m not very good” you admit “I don’t know anything” you mumble

“May I?” he gestures to the seat next to you, sitting as you nod in permission “It is something specific or a little bit of everything?” he asks, his tone wasn’t like Severus, he was asking in a kind way and it didn’t make you feel silly for not knowing

“Little bit of everything…I’ve been trying to get it for ages I just can’t…” you sigh head hanging

“Hey” he tentatively places his hand on your shoulder making you look at him “I bet you know more than you think” he smiles at you “Let’s start simple and work our way up, okay?”

You nod “Thank you Remus” he looked surprised you knew his name before he smiled wider, you could swear a faint blush grazed his cheeks

“You sure they were in here?” Barty asks “Oh fuck…sorry” he curses as his chocolate frog almost jumps out of his hands before apologising to the librarian

Regulus chuckles “He said they were studying because she was still struggling with Potions” he explains “Oh there…” he starts spotting you but you aren’t with Severus “…she is” he emphasises the ‘she’

Evan squints checking he recognises the boy right “Isn’t that one of your brothers’ pals” he wonders

“Yeah” Regulus nods

“Oh yeah his name starts with a…” Barty takes a second “…M or something right?”

Regulus shakes his head “No I think that’s one of those nicknames they’ve given themselves…you think we should have nicknames?” he muses

“Nicknames are a shout…” Evan agrees “Wait I think it’s it an R?” he ponders before it comes to him “Remus” he nudges Regulus “It’s Remus” he nods before returning to the original question “But why is she studying with him and not Snape?”

“Don’t know but doesn’t she look happy?” Barty says with a small smile, watching as for the first time in a long while you have a real smile on your face as you giggle with Remus

“You think they’re a couple?” Evan asks hesitantly

Regulus shrugs “I always thought…well knew she loved Severus” he says before smiling “A bit of me hopes that’s her moving on though, she seems lighter” he notes

“He isn’t going to be happy” Evan says sadly

The other boys hum “He is not”

“Alright mate” Evan greets as he enters the common room, plopping himself down next to Severus

Severus looks up, giving a nod to Barty and Regulus as they take a seat on the couch opposite “How was Hogsmeade?” he asks closing the book he was reading

“Pretty good, got you and y/n some goodies” Barty holds up a bag and putting some of the contents on the table

Severus gives him a tight smile “Thanks” he says before looking over at the common room entrance “You lot see y/n on the way back?” he honestly thought you would have left and came to him for more help by now, a funny feeling in his stomach that you hadn’t

“Oh we did go to the library but she was busy with someone so we just headed back” Barty says casually, a slightly sinister smirk on his face as he watches for the boys reaction

“Busy with who?” his head snaps up that funny feeling growing

“Remus Lupin” Regulus shrugs, all three boys knowing exactly what they were doing

“Looking pretty cosy, didn’t think she’d be into a Gryffindor” Evan insinuates watching as Severus’ jaw clenches

“You must have seen it wrong, he was probably setting up a prank for…Potter” he says the boy’s name bitterly

Almost like you had a cue, you walked into the common room smiling away “Hi” you wave at the boys as you walk in

“Hey doll” Barty greets you first holding out the bag of sweets behind him on the couch “Got you your favourite” he winks

You take it from him “Aww thank you” you lean forward wrapping your arms around his neck in a quick hug before you look at the others “Hi Reggie, Evan, you all have fun?” you ask upbeat

Severus just watched you, you didn’t say hi to him, you were too happy, were you actually seeing Remus? He hated the idea of you being with anyone else, let alone a marauder, a marauder that after last year he knew to be a monster

The boy didn’t even realise he hadn’t been paying attention until you were walking away to the dorms “Where is she off to?” he turns to the boys

“Her dorm, maybe the loo” Barty fucks with him

“She was invited to hang out later with Remus” Regulus explains before Severus can rip Barty’s head off

“Hang out?” he repeats to which the boys nod “No” he shakes his head “No way” he stands up walking straight up to your dorm leaving the three boys to debate whether they should follow

You changed your jumper and fixed your hair quickly, Remus had invited you to group study session with Lily. It was weird, you never had any malice towards the girl, she unknowingly had the person whose affections you desired most, but you also knew she was innocent in it, it wasn’t her fault.

Remus was really kind to you, he explained things carefully and was so sweet, you were excited to meet with him again because for the first time in ages you felt like you were really learning something

Your happy mood was cut short as Severus barged into your dorm “Sev?” you look at him confused, a little scared by the fury in his eyes

He slams the door shut behind him, muttering a silencing spell “REMUS LUPIN” he screeches “Remus Lupin y/n, seriously” he judges you

You shrink into yourself “W…what?” you stutter

“Don’t play innocent” he points at you “How long you been fucking him huh?” he accuses you making your eyes go wide “He’s a bully, my bully” he points angrily at himself

You just stare at him “I…I only spoke to him once” you splutter out, unsure of what was happening, he never raised his voice with you, never

“Once my arse” he shakes his head “What you pretend to be that dumb at potions just so I’ll leave and you two can canoodle…that it?”

That hurt “N…no Sev you have it wrong” you try to explain

He was too worked up to believe you “You have any idea how dangerous he is” he says ominously “He’s mean and cruel and a bully, you are to stay away from him” he orders you

You look at him in disbelief “Dangerous? He isn’t dangerous” you shake your head “And he’s not a bully, sure he’s friends with them but he’s never done anything to you Sev”

“He’s just as bad, worse” he insists

“Why?” you gain some confidence as you question him, face hardening

“Why?” he falters clearly not expecting you to raise your voice

“Yes, why do you care so much that I’m becoming friends with…” he scoffs making you move from upset to angry “What if I was dating him” you pose “Why would that matter?” then it hit you, was he... jealous?

His breathing becomes ragged “Are you dating him?” he ignores your question, looking beyond annoyed with a twinge of something else in there

“Why does it matter?” you stand your ground

“Answer me” he insists, tone deepening

“No. Why Sev. Why do you all of a sudden care about me dating?”

“Because…” he starts “Because…” his voice cracks as he seems to figure it out himself, mouth parting

He’s loved Lily forever, it was all he knew for years, and you were his best friend. Both you and she were constants in his life, the thought of you leaving just like she did scared him, it angered him. Now he had been pushed so far, he realised what was really been going on.

He’d be a liar if he said he hadn’t known before now, hadn’t known how you made him feel as the years gone by, how he felt his heart began to yearn for you over Lily. How he’d pushed it down, convincing himself it was wrong because it was Lily he loved…now those feels all were rushing to the surface in a fit of jealous rage

“Because you’re mine not his” he claims, stepping forward “You’re supposed to be with me”

That shocks you “Yours?” you whisper but he heard it

“Yes, mine” he moves closer to you while you were frozen in place just staring at him wide eyed “Your mine” he says gripping your face rather harshly before kissing you roughly, possessively

You accept it, kissing back at first but as it continues your brain is racing, his lips moving mindlessly against your own. This was all you ever wanted for him to want you, but it wasn’t the way you wanted. You wanted a sweet confession, him to be soft tell you he loved you and wanted be with you, not to only realise once he’s thought you were already gone.

You replayed his words, how rude he was to you, judgmental, if he loved you he would be happy, sad you were gone but he would respect it, right? You thought about how he acted with Lily, how he cast her out in the same way, this wasn’t love, it was obsession, he just didn’t want you to leave

You pull away from him “No” you mutter out shaking your head

“No?” he looks at you confused trying to pull you back in, face dropping when you step away “Y/n?”

“Sev I’ve loved you forever” you confess, his eyes widening clearly a little surprised but his lips tug up “I’ve stayed by your side through everything, waiting for you to finally see I was right here all this time, realise your heart belonged with me”

“And it does” he tries to convince you, his tone different than you’d ever heard it, like he was scared of where you were going with this

“Then why doesn’t it feel right” you think out loud “Why do you only want me now you think I belong to another?” you ask him directly

He looks taken aback before his face hardens “He doesn’t deserve you, you are far too wonderful to sully yourself with the likes of him” he doesn’t answer the question but, in a way, you had your answer

His use of words stuns you “Likes of him? Sev do you hear yourself?”

“You belong with me, you’re smart and beautiful, you belong with another Slytherin, someone worthy of you” he goes on, trying to convince you

Now he thinks I’m smart? You wonder to yourself, mere hours ago he was implying the opposite, heavily…then it hit you, how badly he really had treated you, how he had abused your heart and tried to mould you into Lily like you were a replacement, hell you were wearing a little green ribbon like her right now

“What makes you think that’s you?” you ask shakily, heart breaking but you knew as sore as this was going to be it had to be done “You call me smart yet you spent an hour earlier making me feel the opposite as you always do” your eyes tear up “You say I’m pretty yet you tell me I should be more like Lily” he winces at that one, his own eyes tearing as you continue “You go on and on about her for years, breaking my heart every day and I let you, I let you because I loved you and stupidly still do even after you’ve treated me so” you were fully sobbing now

“I…” he had no words

“Let me finish…please” you plead to which he nods slowly, a tear running down his face “I was so happy a minute ago, I didn’t know why I felt so light but now I do because in the few hours I spend with Remus he showed me more kindness and patience that you have in years. He was supportive, he could have let me cry on my own, crying caused by the pressure I felt from you, but he didn’t, he helped me and…” you look at the time “I’m supposed to meet him, he’s probably outside waiting” you go to grab your back but Severus stops you

“You can’t leave like this” he refuses to the you go “Let me prove to you that I love you, that I was stupid for acting the way I did and…I don’t want you to be like her” he can’t even say her name “I want you because you are you. I love you y/n, I wouldn’t change a single thing”

You wanted to give in, you wanted to let him take you in his arms, succumb to your heart but you had to be strong, he said it himself, you deserve someone worthy of you, someone who would treat you right. You didn’t know if that could be Remus or someone else down the road, but you knew in your head it wasn’t him, it killed you but it was a sad truth you had to face

“Then why did you?” you turn his last statement back on him “I love you” you say earnestly “But this isn’t healthy…for either of us” you start to walk away

“Wait please” he begs

You stop not turning around “What?” you say broken

“Stay with me don’t go to him. Stay with me please y/n I can’t lose you too” the last part feels manipulative and it disappoints you

You shake your head “Please stop” you beg of him, this was hard enough as it was

“No” he walks up and spins you around to face him cupping your cheeks “Stay with me and we can work this out, don’t throw away everything we have, all those years for that mutt” he was getting desperate and that possessive side was taking over again

“Mutt?” you rip away disgusted

“He is y/n, he’s a monster” he beeches

“No he isn’t” you defend him, he was being insane how was Remus a monster

“He’s a fiend. I’ve seen it and he almost killed me. You’ve seen all the scars” he hints but you don’t catch on “He’s a werewolf y/n, he’s dangerous and you shouldn’t be anywhere near him”

Your eyes widen, that was quite the accusation. You were about to answer before you recalled when the last full moon was, it was mere days ago, you had asked about his cut earlier, he said he caught it with his razor. Even if it was true, which it most likely was, that only furthered why you needed to leave. Werewolves weren’t bad people, Remus was the definition of that, he was recovering and he still went out of his way to help you. That was the kind of person you needed in your life, not whatever you were seeing in front of you

“I’m leaving Severus” you don’t turn back this time, walking out of the door and as soon as you were out the tears fell, pushing by the people who were passing by, not even registering them as your friends when they call out

“Y/n?” Barty says concerned trying to reach out but you were too quick

“I’m gonna kill him” Evan says marching towards the dorm just as Severus comes out

“What did you do?” Regulus asks hurt evident in his voice

“She…I…” he can’t answer “I need to go after her she’s making a mistake” he tries to walk by but Barty steps in front, towering him with his hand to his chest “Bart” he says irritated

“No” the boy shakes his head “You’ve done enough, if you love her you’ll let her be happy and give her space” Barty says, removing his hand, hoping that he’ll come back to the dorm with them

“Don’t” Regulus warns Severus as he is about to continue walking “She needs space, you won’t help if you go after her in this rage”

“Don’t lecture me on relationships Black, it’s not like you have the best track record” he says walking off leaving Regulus shocked

“That was low Severus” Evan shouts after him turning to Regulus “Are you alright?” both him and Barty moving to comfort him

As Severus exited the common room he looked around, deciding to head to Gryffindor tower but stops in his tracks as he rounds the corner to see you on the floor crying, stepping back behind the wall when he sees Remus sitting next to you and Lily kneeling in front of you with her hand on your knee

He hears them comforting you, inviting you to come stay in their common room tonight. As you are about to stand Lily notices the ribbon in your hair about to fall out, saying it looks pretty and asking if you wanted her to fix it. You hesitate before you shake your head, telling her to keep it as it matched her eyes. He watches as Remus stands holding out his hand on one side while Lily does the same on the other, you accept them, not letting go as they lead you away

Severus felt his heart drop, then shatter completely as the days, weeks, months went by and you never spoke to him. He observed how you slowly got better, got happier without him in your life while he fell into misery. It was worse than when Lily left him, it was an all-consuming loneliness, something he would never fully recover from, something he was always going to regret.

His friends distanced themselves too, they spoke to him but it was clear they never forgave him, especially Regulus, he saw how they also drifted towards the marauders. He watched your friendship and rumoured more with one of them grow, he saw Sirius and Regulus bond again, Barty and Evan preform pranks with Sirius and James, as well as you and Lily becoming as close as sisters. He realised how better off everyone was without his toxicity, how he was holding them back.

You were wrong in one way though, he did love you, truly, and as time went by he was happy you were happy, even if it wasn’t nor would ever be with him

Thanks for reading 💛

#severus snape x reader #severus snape and reader #severus snape and you #severus snape x you #severus snape x y/n #snape x you #snape angst #remus x reader #remus lupin and reader #marauders era

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luxora · 2 years

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BTS -> {Military AU} -> Falling for their captain’s wife

Requested: No

Group: BTS

Genre: Angst. Smut.

Warning: Nsfw. Swearing. Some violence.

A/N: I read too much angsty smut. It is actually a problem. I am so sorry. Never go after someone else’s partner, its bad. Just leave it to fiction instead. I don’t really know a lot about the military aside from movies and from what google has given me, so please take all of this military setting with a pinch a salt. Please let me know what you think.

Jin

It was wrong, so very wrong. His captain trusted him, believed in him, to the extent that he would even consider him an equal and yet Seokjin decides to do the most unforgivable thing, which was to be intimate with his wife.

He did not mean for it to happen, the relationship between the two of you forming due to his captain’s regular absence in your household due to the various missions he is sent on. Your husband, his captain, was an honorable man and worked to serve his country, just as Seokjin was through his own enlistment. But Seokjin saw how lonely you were, just how you yearned for comfort during your dark days and to be able to share a laugh with someone instead of just yourself. Seokjin saw what you needed and he at first had offered himself to you as a friend, the two of you being acquainted due to his captain introducing the two of you together.

But eventually the friendship branched off to something more and Seokjin was ashamed that he has betrayed his captain in the worst possible way, not only as a fellow soldier but as a friend as well. But the shame becomes forgotten each time he sees you smile, sees you light up at the sight of him when he arrives at your home. The shame is all but a forgotten feeling when he presses you onto the bed, the same one you shared with your husband, lips on your neck while his fingers begin to undo the buttons of your shirt.

When he was with you, he forgets about his atrocity and simply revels in your company and warm body, just as you do with him.

Seokjin grunted each time he reentered you, the sounds of fleshing meeting flesh echoing in the bedroom while you gasped at each entry of his length into your womanhood. Your nails were digging into his shoulders and your legs were wrapped tightly around his hips, almost as if you were afraid that he would leave you, just like his captain regularly does due to his commitment to his duties. His lips were hot on yours, swallowing your gasps as he sped up his thrusts, his arm cradling your head as it kept him propped up while his other hand was squeezing your breast.

“Seokjin...Seokjin...” You prayed against his lips, prompting him to keep covering your lips with his own as he felt his own core tightening as he was prepared to unleash himself into you, your legs tightening around his hips even more as you were prepared to follow after him.

“Y/N...” He huffed lowly, warning you about his oncoming release and you responding by tugging him closer to your body by his shoulders, an almost impossible feat due to the two of you already being so close.

“Inside...please...” You begged, your voice always making him so much more aroused due to the desperation attached to it.

Eventually he could not hold himself back anymore. He slammed into you to the hilt and groaned lowly as he finally released himself in you, filling you to the brim with his seed while you shuddered against him, squeezing him tight as you milked him of his worth until eventually relaxing, the two of you breathing in tandem.

He pulled himself up slowly so that he could look at you, your cheeks flushed and your chest still raising and falling rapidly as you tried to catch your breath, but your eyes were just lit up with so much joy. Your always always spoke out to him in so many different emotions, but happiness and love were the two emotions that he saw so clearly as you looked back at him. Your hands moved to cup the back of his neck to pull him down so that you could kiss him, passionate but languid as you reveled in his warm body on top of you.

It was so awfully wrong for him to be so sated right now, especially since the both of you knew that your husband was away for a two week call to attend a very important army conference with allies of the army. But he could not help it, especially when you were curling yourself into his embrace as he finally fell to his side to rest for a bit, his arms automatically wrapping around your waist as you cuddled into him, placing your hand over his heart and feeling it beat wildly for you.

It was wrong. So wrong, and yet he was unable to find himself from stopping as being with you was something that he yearned for, even though you were already a taken woman. It was stupid and betraying for him to keep doing this, and yet he couldn’t find it within himself to stop. Not when you craved for his company just as he did for yours.

“Please don’t leave me.” You whispered against his collarbone, something you always said after each love-making session, it being an apparent fear of yours as you were aware of the wrongfulness you were doing by becoming involved with Seokjin. And as always, he answers with a kiss to your forehead and a whispered promise against your hair.

Never.

Suga

He was a tortured soul who was sworn to hell due to his feelings for a woman that he cannot have, a woman who already belongs to his captain due to her being his wife. And yet even though it is forbidden for him to be with you, he still was, buried deep inside you as you clutched at his shoulders and allowed yourself to become immersed in pleasure by the doings of a soldier who would give his life for you.

You at least at the courtesy to not wear your wedding band when you were in his presence, as well to have no connection to your husband in any way as you met with him to become lost in love and passion. Your respect for your husband was dedicated and yet sad, because even though you were aware of his lack of love for you and becoming lost in the pleasure of other woman, you still willingly played the party of a dutiful wife, hosting dinner parties for his captain and all of his colleagues when they came to your home for dinner, and at times, Yoongi was included in the guests.

Whenever the two of you were in company, Yoongi remained silent in order to not draw attention to himself and to how he was affected whenever you were close to him. He would neither look at you or touch you in any way, only focusing on you when you would purposefully ask him a question of which he was expected to answer. But when he would remove himself from the company of the others, to either go to the kitchen to get another drink or to excuse himself to the bathroom, that was when he would let his feelings be known to you.

He would brush his fingers along your sides or press a kiss to your neck while you were monitoring the food on the stove, to just give you some semblance of reality that his feelings for you was not that of a figment of imagination. Yoongi cursed himself each time he feller deeper and deeper in love with you because it would only end in heartbreak for him as you were a taken woman while he was but a loyal underling to his captain, your husband, who did not treat you the way you deserved.

But could he really call himself a loyal underling to his captain if he is fucking his wife? Or rather, falling in love with his wife despite knowing that he could not have her because she was spoken for? Loyalty is something which is easily broken and if Yoongi was asked to who he was loyal to, you or his captain, then he would choose you. Every time. Any time.

“Y/N...Y/N...Y/N...” He repeated, saying your name like a prayer as you continued to ride him, his hands grasping your hips and squeezing them tightly as you brought the both of you closer to the edge of pleasure, eyes screwed up tightly as you basked in the physical pleasure that only Yoongi could provide for you. You managed to tilt your head downwards and to open your eyes to stare at Yoongi’s face, filled with nothing but love and lust for you.

“Yoongi...”

You cupped his face and smashed you lips to him, hard and passionate that Yoongi returned readily, his hands on your hips forcing you down hard on him as he finally released himself in you, you easily following afterwards as you cried in pleasure against his lips, Yoongi swallowing them as he easily dominated your lips with his. He lazily continued to thrust, helping you ride out from your climax before finally stilling, wrapping his arms around tightly around you in an embrace as you pulled away from his lips to catch your breathe back, body tingling in the after-effects of the passionate session.

No doubt your husband was out fooling around with his own other woman, under the pretenses that he was meeting with some of the other captains, leaving you at home and expecting you to be alone while he wasted himself in bodily pleasure, unaware that you did the same. Yoongi sat naked in the middle of marital bed, holding you closely to him as you allowed yourself to settle back from the high of your climax, pulling away to admire Yoongi’s facial features closely, your thumb absentmindedly tracing his cheek bone as your locked eyes with him.

“I wish...things were different.” You finally said, making Yoongi cock his head slightly as he reviewed you, unsure to what you were referring to.

Did you wish that you were not married at all? Did you wish that you were not involved in the military lifestyle at all? Because then in that case, you and Yoongi never would have met and Yoongi never would have been forced into accepting these forbidden feelings of falling for another man’s wife, much less his captain’s wife. Or did you wish that you were Yoongi’s? That you were his and only his and the two of you didn’t have to wait for your husband’s absence to reunite with one another?

He did not know what you were referring to with your words, and he was tempted to ask, only for you to stop his train of through with a single kiss. You hugged his head to you, arms wrapped around it while you continued to kiss him, not wanting him to break way even for a second. You were holding onto him so tightly, he was certain that he was going to pass out from the kiss due to the lack of air he was receiving.

However would that truly be a terrible way of dying? From your kiss? He doesn’t think so.

A groan left his lips, getting swallowed by your own, as he felt you move along his length again, starting up the fire of passion as you clearly were prompting for another round between the two of you. You finally released his lips, panting heavily as you moved to grasp at his shoulders again, helping you in your movements of riding him. And as the man in love as he was, who was he to deny your need of pleasure and love as he could readily provide it for you.

He grasped your hips again to help guide you along him, his lips enveloping around one of your nipples to suck into his mouth, making you gasp in pleasure as the two of you began to pick up speed, becoming lost in pleasure and passion between each other.

J-Hope

Your body fitted so perfectly with his, almost as if it was made for him as the two of you were like two matching puzzle pieces who fitted together to make a beautiful image, and Hoseok adored everything that the two of you made together since you brought such a light to his life just as he did to yours.

His hands were tightly grasping your hips while your body remained bent over the bathroom sink, your teeth biting down onto your shirt sleeve to try decrease the chances of you being heard each time he entered you, his hips slamming against your backside each time he thrusted into you, the sounds being music to his ears as he allowed himself this moment of pleasure with you before he returned you to his captain after escorting you to the restroom.

It was not an odd occurrence for you to visit the military training facilities as Hoseok’s captain often oversaw the training of all the soldiers, especially with the long range shooting as he was a skilled shot himself. So when he saw you arrive at the shooting range with a packed lunch for your husband, his stomach and heart both burned as dread filled him when he saw you press a kiss to your husband’s cheek in greeting, but his heart flew when he was then graced with an eye contact with you, noticing him amongst the others as he was readying his gun for another shooting round.

It was amazing that the two of you had yet to be discovered for you affair, since his captain was a very observant man and often was able to detect when others were lying. And yet he has not caught onto you and Hoseok’s relationship with each, one filled with love and passion which had apparently become lacking in your marriage to his captain due to his new apparent focus with the military.

Was his relationship with you right? Of course not. Hoseok understood perfectly how painful it was to find out your significant other is unfaithful, as his past girlfriend had once betrayed him with his best friend. And his captain was there for him during that hard time for him, lending him the support he needed as well as the advice to help him get back on his feet and recenter his focus. But you were also there for him, and although you did not have the intentions to pursue a relationship with him, it had somehow happened.

And now the two of you were fixed in a lull like this, meeting up with one another secretly to become lost in moments of passion due to the inability of the two of you meeting up outside as your husband often kept tabs on you despite his unavailability to stay by yourself himself. So when you had requested for one of the solders to lead you to the closest restroom, your eyes glancing at him as you hinted at the possibilities, he volunteered. Your husband thought nothing of it as he was focusing on fixing the accuracy of one of the struggling soldiers, simply nodding at Hoseok as he began to lead you away from the firing range and to one of the lady restrooms in the military main building.

He wished he had more time with you, more time to simply worship your body the way that it deserved but neither of you had the privilege of that time. Neither of you could linger for too long otherwise his captain would suspect something, so he had to speed this up in order to return you to the shoot arrange with an appropriate time of return while ensuring that both you and him are sated. He suddenly sped up his thrusting, slamming into you harder and faster which made you bite down harder onto your shirt sleeve, your sounds of pleasure still squeaking out of you despite your attempts of muffling them.

You tightening around him informed Hoseok that you were close, so he bent his frame over yours, making shallow thrusts into you while one of his hands went to play with your womanhood, circling the bud which was swollen with desire. His lips were at your ear as he huffed against it.

“Come now baby girl.”

And on his order, you did.

You tightened around him and milked him of his worth as he released himself in you, not having the time to pull out as it would only result in a longer time for you to clean yourself up, and neither of you could afford the time of a clean up. He pulled out of you, making you whine from the emptiness before fixing himself up and helping you off the sink, helping you redress your lower half before cupping your cheek and leaning in to press a kiss to your lips.

“I love you.” He said, him needing to say it as it was only that moment of privacy was he able to let you know his feelings for you. You smiled at him and leaned in to press a second kiss to his lips.

“I love you too.”

The two of you eventually exited from the restroom, thankfully no one in the facility to have overheard the two of you. And even though you stumbled slightly at the beginning of your and Hoseok’s return to the shooting facility, you were able to right yourself and able to walk normally to avoid detection of the happening in the bathroom, pressing a kiss to your husband’s cheek again in greeting while Hoseok returned to the shooting range to continue practicing with his fellow soldiers.

He knew that he shouldn’t have feelings for you. Just like you, he was married and his wife was expecting to have his and her first child together, a happy occasion for him and her as the family which Namjoon always wanted was growing. And yet he found himself drawn to you like a moth to a flame, just as you were to him despite being married yourself, to his captain of all people and judging from the small bulge in your stomach, you were expecting as well.

But the question was...who was the father?

Namjoon did the math in his head and he knew that it was very much possible that you could possibly be having his child, especially since with how intimate the two of you were in your time alone. Despite the both of you being married, the two of you fell in love with each and started this affair which burnt on both ends as it was only a matter of time the two of you have to return to reality and your own respective spouses.

They were all returning from a mission, lead by his captain which resulted in victory and so they were finally returning home to their families, his captain returning to you while Namjoon was returning to his wife. He heartily accepted the embraced his wife gave him, running to meet him as he disembarked form the plane with the others, hugging her tightly to him while he whispered his greetings in her ear.

But then he heard your voice calling out his captain’s name. He glanced over his wife’s shoulder as he hugged her to watch you embracing your husband tightly, his captain greeting you just as heartily by spinning you around and then pressing a kiss to your lips. His heart immediately twitched in pain at the sight, even more so when he watched his captain lay his palm against your belly, smiling softly at your baby bump while you covered his hand with your own, smiling at your captain with loving eyes. And then you suddenly glanced over to Namjoon and locked eyes with him.

Even though the two of you were a distance away, the electricity was obvious between the two of you. He noticed the flash of yearning in your eyes, the obvious need for him made so clearly with a single look. He had no idea how the two of you were able to come out from this, especially since the two of you were expecting children of you own, only the difference being that Namjoon was the father of both.

His captain was completely unaware of the truth circumstance of the pregnancy, believing it to be his despite the two of you hardly being as intimate as you and Namjoon were when the two of you secretly met up to become lost with one another. Namjoon could not leave his wife, not when she loves him so dearly and his carrying his child, but he could not let go of you either. You affected him so much that it drove him crazy with emotions, mainly with guilt and love due to the circumstances of both of his relationships.

He did not know what was to occur between the two of you once both babies are born, but he knows that he will be connected to you no matter what, and so he was going to take it however he can as he knew that his love for you never was going to fade away, even though he was already married to his wife.

Namjoon pulled away from his wife’s embrace and smiled at her before leaning in to kiss, taking his hand in hers before leading her away, only stopping by you and his captain to pay his respects. He felt your eyes on him as he saluted at his captain.

“Thank you very much sir.” He saluted, earning himself a salute back from his captain.

“Good work out there Kim.” He then turned to you and swallowed slightly when the two of you locked eyes before bowing his head to you in respect.

“A pleasure Mrs L/N.”

And then he walked away with his wife in hand, feeling your eyes on his back as he retreated from the temptation known at you, his own heart pounding wildly at being so close to you. The two of you would perhaps meeting eventually, a reunion between the two of you to be expected due to how you both longed for each other during Namjoon’s absence.

Jimin

A man should not be judged if he shows emotion, a concept which modern society seemingly struggles with as the belief that men must be stone-cold machines was something which was very much advertised and yet so untrue. Jimin is very much aware that he is more emotional than most, or rather, that he was more in touch with his feelings and accepting towards them than others in the military camp were. So he knew that the feelings that he had for you were not falsified nor the branches from ideas of lust of pursuing you despite being a forbidden fruit.

He loved you. He knew he loved you, and the love that he had for you was attached with the pain of being unable to be with you like he would like to. Because the wedding ring on your finger was all the sign he needed that he could not pursue you, that he could not venture into the charted territory which was owned by none other than his captain.

The alcohol burned down his throat as he slung back the glass and finished its contents in one go, his eyes fixed on your dancing figure as you danced with your husband on the open dance floor with the other military coupes. Parties were fairly common at the military base, or Jimin would rather call them let-loose events as they provided the solders the obvious chance to relax and not remain all winded up with tensity due to training and the odd occurrence which required military assistance.

You remained so blissfully unaware of the feelings that he had for you, even though you plagued his mind every day and every hour, even when he falls asleep you seemingly just invade his dreams so that he could never escape you, and to continuously be taunted with the aspect that he could never have you because of your marital status. His heart throbbed in pain because even though there was nothing more that he wanted other than to take you into his arms and to kiss you, to get a taste of your lips and to finally feel what it felt like to kiss an angel.

But he couldn’t.

Even though he felt himself getting dragged to the dance floor by his own supposed date, her fingers wrapped tightly around his arm as she pulled him to the dance floor as her favorite song began to play, he could not take his eyes of you. Even his own dance movements were too sluggish for such an upbeat song, the opposite of yours as you happily jumped to the beat, a wide smile on your face which you husband shared as he watched you enjoy the music, his own dance movements more energetic than usual as your energy was too infectious for him to ignore.

And when his date decided she wanted to take him away from the party, for a more intimate kind of celebration, Jimin still had you in mind. It was your face that he imagined as he was shoved into an office chair, letting out a grunt as he landed in it, and it was your hands that he imagined that began to undo his trousers buttons, ducking underneath his under and grasping him, making him hard from the soft and yet hard touch of your palms. It was you he imagined that freed him from his material prison and then enveloped him in your mouth, bobbing up and down and pleasuring him to no end as he groaned and tilted his head back against the chair as he embraced the pleasure.

And it was you he imagined enveloping him in velvety warmth, squeezing him during his entrance to your body before lifting yourself off him before impaling yourself on him again. It was you that he imagined doing all of this, no one else. Even though the voice did not belong to your as the gasps from his thrusts filled the room, he still pictured your face screwing up in pleasure while he grabbed your rutting hips and continued to thrust harder and faster into you.

You plagued him in everything. No matter what he did, he imagined you, and the sad thing was that it was only in his imagination that he had you because your were happily married to your husband, to his captain, and he respected you too much to try rip you away from such a loving marriage. But he wanted to be selfish, he so desperately want to, and yet he could not. And that was because he loved you.

He loved you beyond anything else. Even if he becomes lost in the bodies of a hundred woman, it will still be you who holds his heart on your soft hold. It will only be you who can affect him so thunderously. Only you, and yet he was taunted with the fact that he could never have you. As he finally released himself, he couldn’t help but utter the name which haunted him so much

“Y/N!”

“What the fuck?”

Even in his moments of intimacies you were with him, and that caused him much pain beyond the physical as the slap to his face was nothing compared to his heart wretchedness of never being with you the way that he wanted. And it was even more taunting as when he eventually gathered himself up, his partner long gone after his calling out to you when the two of them finally came together, and left the office to only see you coming out of the ladies bathroom, unattended by your husband for the first time that evening. You smiled at him when you noticed his presence.

“Hello Jimin, are you enjoying yourself?” He stiffened at your acknowledging of his presence and he stiffly nodded to you despite his heart swooning at the sound of your voice. You smiled brightly at him again. “That’s good.”

And then you left again, meeting with your husband at the designated table which the two of you had sat at during the evening while Jimin walked out from the party, unable to deal with being in the same venue with you and yet unable to do anything about his love towards you.

Taehyung had eventually managed to find time to himself to finally open the letter which he had feared to be discovered by the others, imagining the possible trouble he would face if his comrades, or even worse, his captain found out who the sender was. His fingers fumbled with his opening of it and his break was shaky as he recognized the handwriting of the woman he was involved with and yet he shouldn’t be because of her connection to his captain.

His wife.

-Dear Taehyung...

The relationship between with you had first occurred when Taehyung happened to come across you after you had fled your home after an argument with his captain. He offered you his ear and his shoulder, being a pillar of support which you needed in that moment and eventually, the only one that could provide you comfort in moments of sadness and loneliness.

-you have no idea how much I wish that you were beside me, to hold me in your arms and to tell me that everything will be okay, that no harm will come to me any longer. I miss your touch my love, so much so that I am only able to fall asleep after imagining you making love to my body over and over again...

You ignited a fire within Taehyung that he did not realize existed because he simply had not found someone who could connect so deeply with him in every single aspect. Physically, emotionally and intellectually, you were his soulmate and he could not imagine not having you in his life any longer. His grey outlook of life had brightened due to you presence, and it only became more colorful the longer he was with you and now he was certain he was at the extent where he could not breathe without you.

He was addicted to your very essence, the deepest part of yourself which you have shared with him during your moments of passion together.

-to just be one with you again...I yearn for it. I yearn for you. Only you can complete me in every single away. Your scent in ingrained in my mind, your touch burns my skin. I burn for you my love, so much so that I am ready to set ablaze when you return to me again...

The two of you made a forest fire of passion. Taehyung worshipped every single part of you, kissing every inch of skin that was available to him before finally tasting you, pleasuring you with his mouth in preparation for what was to come. You always clung to him, wanting to come closer than he already was to you, be it you curling your legs around his head when he tasted you or around your hips when he would finally sheathe himself in you, you craved his body and closeness, hence why you always struggled to let him go when it was time for him to leave.

-I need you to return safely to me, because I cannot imagine my life without you in it. I want to share a life with you, one filled with marriage and children. I am tired of being trapped in a marriage of where I am nothing but a tool. Please return to me so that we can start our lives together, I am preparing myself for the separation...

A future with you was all he wanted, it was all that he intended to have. Be it being a secret lover to you while you remained married to his captain, or to an actually monopoly future together, he will settle for either. Because he just needed to be near you, to have you close by and to be able to worship you the way that you deserved.

-you have no idea how much I need you, how I crave for you. When you return home, I will show you how much I love you. I will prove to you that my love for you is boundless, that it will never waver and that you are the only one for me. I only wish that I had met you first, that way we would not be wrapped up in so many complications...

Taehyung could have gone for any girl, anyone who was not you but his heart decided that you were the one for him. And he does not curse it for doing so. He will go to war for you, he would swim to the end of the earth for you, he will do whatever you wish for him to do just to have a smile on your face. Even though he was away on a mission with your husband this very second, he only looked forward to returning to you and nothing else.

-Please return to me. I love you. Forever yours...Y/N

He reread the letter several times before eventually folding it again, breathing shakily while his heart pounded from the intensity of your word and their effect on him. He was going to return to you, no matter what, and he will remain by your side in every tumultuous journey that will be coming towards the two of you.

Because it will be worth it because it will mean that he will have you.

Jungkook

Jungkook’s head snapped to the side, the impact of the punch sending him flying to the floor while you screamed his captain’s name, your husband who had just discovered the two of you in a passionate embrace in his own home when he had returned early from the military meeting he had with the other captains.

Jungkook at least didn’t hadn’t taken his pants off yet, just being shirtless while he had you propped up on your dining table with his head between your legs, tasting you over and over as he prepared you for the session that he had in store for you, only to be stopped from his captain’s return. Jungkook didn’t have time to get back up again as his captain was on top of him, raining down punches on him while he swore and cursed him out.

“My wife! My fucking wife!”

“Honey please stop!”

Jungkook was spared for a few moments from the raining barrage of punches only for you to be shoved off your husband as you had attempted to pull him off of his underling, making you fall to the floor with a pain gasp. Jungkook’s head immediately turned to look at you, the sound of pain foreign to his ears as he always made sure that you were never in pain when the two of you were together, and to see you being caused pain by his captain only infuriated him.

“Don’t you fucking touch me! How dare you betray me like this? With him of all fucking people?”

It was a kick to his captain’s pride that she would become romantically involved with Jungkook, especially since he was an underling to him in the military, and it was through him being Jungkook’s superior that the two of you became involved with one another. He didn’t mean to fall in love with you, nor you to fall in love with him, but it happened. As cheesy as it sounds, Jungkook fell in love at first sight of you and eventually the two of you became involved with each other, especially since Jungkook had become a golden prodigy in the military due to his talented strength,

And he has used his strength in more ways than one with you, but now he was going to use to to defend you, to protect you from his captains anger. He used his captain’s moment of distraction to get him off him, shoving him to the ground and then rolling backwards so he was back on his feet, ready to meet with his captain’s punch this time as he ducked and swung his own punch at him, easily connecting with his jaw before shoving him backwards and getting between you and him.

“Don’t touch her!” He yelled, which made his captain growl in anger.

“Don’t tell me how to talk to my fucking wife! You little fucker, I took you under my wing and everything! And yet you repay me by fucking my wife?”

He didn’t blame his captain being angry, he would be too if he was in his situation, but instead he was the other man who was in love with his captain’s wife, and his loyalty fell to you and only you, even though he respected his captain greatly for all the help he has given Jungkook during his time in the military. But clearly his respect did not help restrain Jungkook from pursuing you, nor to bring you to a whole different world with his body and love for you.

You were no longer in love with your husband, you were in love with Jungkook, and even though it pained you to stay with him, you did so as you were afraid of what your husband would do once he found out your relationship with Jungkook. Though it seemed your fears were verified due to how your husband was acting, as he lunged for Jungkook again with a murderous look in his eyes, only to be dodged and apprehended by Jungkook.

His training had kicked in and Jungkook treated the situation like it was a life and death situation, which is most likely was, until he finally had his captain pinned to the floor with his knee in his back and his arms pinned behind him. Jungkook looked back at you with urgent eyes.

“Get to your quickly! We have to leave.”

You knew you could not stay here, especially since now that your husband knows the truth of you and Jungkook. So you nodded before hurrying to find the car keys and hurrying out to the garage, ignoring your husband’s curses as he screamed out to you as you ran out the front door. He squirmed underneath Jungkook only to be held down hard, Jungkook refusing to let go until he knew you were safely in your car.

“You fucker! I will make you pay for this, I’ll-”

Jungkook did not listen to the rest as he heard you starting your car and then scream out to him for him to join you, which he did hurriedly as he leapt off his captain’s back and hurried to the door, seeing you waiting for him in the road with the passenger already open. He dived inside and you immediately sped away despite your husband running out the house, cursing after the two of you as you drove off into the night.

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Final Post.

You read the title. I won't be continuing A Second Chance anymore. Below the cut, I explain what the plot was gonna be.

I plan on stepping away from SU as a whole now. The only thing I want to finish is Half a Puppet, which you can read on AO3. ((This is absolutely my. best work, I am super proud of it. Pearl's chapter is my magnum opus at the moment. If anything, please go read that lol.))

Thank you everyone for supporting the blog. This was fun, and it got me though COVID and a lot of 2021. I love you all a lot.

I am still active on Tumblr. I am hyperfixated on Cuphead right now, and run the @cuphead-contract-au blog. I am also working on an original project I eventually want to make into a real animated TV show called Follychromatic. You can follow my journey there. @follychromatic.

Thank you all for everything.

Basically, her thing with Connie was because Rose and Greg had been the same right before Greg made Rose go away. She doesn't want the same to happen to Steven.

Pink yelled at her and banished her. This is why she hates Pink, but loves Rose. She joined the rebellion because of that. Reread the intro bit, Rose knew what she had to do.

Spinel would learn to grow more mature and compassionate about the people around her. She would learn what a healthy relationship looks like and strive to have that with everyone. She makes up with Connie, and they become good friends.

In Future, she winds up teaching the gems how to play games. Her sole episode would be about trying to get Steven to relax, similar to Snow Day but not a replacement. It would happen closer to Mr Universe, maybe before the trip but after Steven realizes he has trauma. She'd see how down he is and try to take his mind off of things, which we realize does not work.

Stop there if you would like. Below is a long, long, LONG post, full of the ENTIRE timeline all the up through Season 4. This is copy+pasted from the google doc I had, and incomplete.

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The full, uncut timeline, following Spinel on her journey! Everything from just single scenes in already-existent episodes all the way to fresh, new content, in chronological order, with all the important stuff, including notes on important visuals and metaphors/symbolism! Timeline starts when Spinel is first created.

17,000 Years Ago

Spinel emerges from her kindergarten.

It was on the planet above the Garden, with the large heart-shaped hole in it

She emerged as her Homeworld-designed self, and immediately recognized Pink and hugged her. Volleyball was present for it.

Pink managed to sneak Volleyball to a couple of playtimes between her and Spinel. The trio was happy, but Spinel never paid much attention to the pearl.

8,000 Years Ago

Volley’s eye cracks.

Pink had been throwing a tantrum at the time and her scream hurt her eye physically

Pink didn’t know about her healing powers before this point, so had no way of fixing it.

She rushed to the other Diamonds, asking if they knew a way to heal her

The Diamonds take Volley away and Pink swears to get better.

Instead of helping, the Diamonds saw that, despite the fact that they GAVE PINK A FRIEND, she still saw her Pearl as one and took her away

This was the moment Pink swore she wouldn’t throw a tantrum again (but note: growth isn’t linear, and yes, she DOES throw a few more first, but that’s later).

A rift is drawn between her and Spinel

Pink likes being equal to others around her, and that was the relationship she had with Volleyball. They were equals in friendship.

That was the only relationship she had like that, so when Volley got taken away, it devastated her

Spinel was created for the sole purpose of serving Pink Diamond, and her friendship is one-way to the point that she doesn’t want Pink to be on equal ground with her. She’s perfectly fine being beneath her, which Pink is highly uncomfortable with.

This is when she started getting annoyed with Spinel, and mostly started going to her to get away from the palace instead of just to play.

Pink starts becoming more mature.

In her quest to A) stop being childish, and thus B) get a colony, Pink knew she needed to grow up. So she began acting more like Yellow and Blue wanted her to.

She wasn’t happy, however, and came to the garden to let loose. She could be as childish as she wanted there.

7,500 Years Ago

Pink is gifted our Pearl

However, she is still throwing tantrums, and at one point, she hurts Pearl during one, causing her to get rejuvenated. Not gonna keep making you Pearls just to get them taken away, Pink.

This causes Pink to never want to use that blasted devise again. She wasn’t aware that it completely reset a gem, just that it erased certain behaviors and memories.

Our Pearl is programmed for no funny business, creating another one-sided relationship that Pink doesn’t want any part of.

Spinel and Pearl met only a few times before the thing happens, but enough that Pearl knows who she is and can remember her later.

6,000 Years Ago (000)

Spinel is left in the Garden

It’s finally paying off. The Diamonds see Pink as one of them (only took 2,000 years, haha!). She’s given Earth as a colony.

However, because the Garden is her place to let loose, she gets extremely annoyed at Spinel for jumping around her like she does. She’s worried they might take her colony away again.

She didn’t mean to forget about her. The way she was always punished was that she was locked in the tower. How is this any different?

Spinel is NOT going to mess this up for her.

Pink comes to Earth

Colonization begins in the Prime Kindergarten

5,850 years ago: (150)

The Amethysts emerge

Pink goes down to Earth with Pearl

They keep sneaking off for about two months before Pink really realizes what it’s doing to the planet

Pink starts trying to persuade the Diamonds to leave the planet alone.

At first, they don’t take her seriously, but when she keeps asking, they start to get annoyed with her. They threaten that this is her colony, she wants it, so if she ever wants to have another, she is to shut it.

Blue is much harsher during this time, and Yellow is a bit softer. Just a tiny bit, though. (Grief changes the both of them)

Coral and Amber approach Spinel and ask her if she wants to play with them. She says no, that she’s already playing with Pink. They insist, having seen that Pink probably isn’t coming back any time soon, but again, Spinel says that Pink wants her to stay still. So that’s what she’s gonna do. The duo retreat into maintaining the garden, but their own worry starts to make the garden run rampant.

5,825 years ago (175)

Blue starts the human zoo

Pink tries to show her life and say that she wants to preserve it.

Blue just kinda rolls her eyes and goes “okay fine” and the zoo is built.

5,800 years ago: (200)

Pink gives up trying to persuade them

Though not entirely, as she does bring it up sometimes.

The Gem War begins

Pink starts leading a double life

5,750 years ago: (250)

Garnet meets Rose and Pearl

Pink starts fighting for gems

Now recruits newly-emerged gems into her army

Rose starts spreading her message

Pink starts to become more isolated, starting rumors about herself

5,650 years ago: (350)

Beta Kindergarten gems are commissioned per Yellow’s request

Rose’s army is now a genuine threat

Homeworld gems start to hear her message and switch, or fear her, depending on what they hear

5,600 years ago: (400)

Coral and Amber try again to get Spinel to move, but she insists that she’s okay where she is.

5,500 years ago (500)

Jasper and the other Betas emerge

There is a massive battle at the Beta Kindergarten as Jasper starts her path of destruction

Word of it gets to Rose, but she’s too late to get there. Jasper took out almost all the Crystal Gems stationed at the Beta Kindergarten.

5,400 years ago: (600)

Eyeball arrives on the battlefield with seven other Rubies, responsible for aiding Pink Diamond as extra muscle around her area

Pink likes to keep her Rubies as far from her as possible, just from the discomfort they bring (and because they make it hard for her to sneak off)

5,375 years ago (625)

Rose and Pearl come across a human child all alone

This reminds Rose of Spinel

She gets her and brings her to Earth

Spinel stood in the garden for about 625 years

Coral and Amber are left behind without a second thought

Two years later, Pink banishes her

Spinel becomes a Crystal Gem

5,300 years ago (700)

The whole thing with Bismuth goes down

Rose doesn’t have Lion by this time, so she stores the bubble away in Bismuth’s forge instead

Spinel is devastated, but not enough to poof herself.

She knew Bismuth for about 75 years.

5,250 years ago (750)

Spinel and Eyeball meet on the battlefield, though nothing too interesting happens. Eyeball gets her pinned at one point, which is really hard to do, but it ultimately ends in a draw

5,200 years ago (800)

Spinel meets Jasper on the battlefield, resulting in a showdown. Spinel is terrified of Jasper’s power and strength, and runs from her. There’s a chase as she and some of her close friends flee.

She makes a huge choice and decides that they can’t run forever, and to save her friends, she turns to face Jasper herself.

The two fight, with Spinel actually doing okay, but she winds up getting poofed

She would have been shattered, but 7TH and 7TP rush in. One throws her gem to the bushes while they fight, resulting in getting poofed. Jasper decides to keep them for information, and can’t find Spinel’s gem.

Spinel reforms and rushes off to the CG base in tears, only to learn that her friends sacrificed themselves to save her.

She swears that she will get them back, and she and Jasper shall meet again.

5,150 years ago (850)

Pink “shatters”

Spinel feels grief even though she knows well that Pink abused her. Pearl has a talk with her about the whole thing, and Spinel feels better, knowing there’s someone else who misses her too. (BUT REMEMEBER THE GAG ORDER)

Immediately, the Homeworld gems start a plan to shatter every Crystal Gem, with new intel from a rebel on a potential place their base may be.

A huge battle takes place, drawing all gems on Earth to it

Yellow comes down in a ship and starts work on the Cluster, heading to the Prime Kindergarten to issue the experiments immediately, while there are no witnesses

Blue follows her, and the two have a confrontation with each other

Yellow wins the argument, and Blue reluctantly agrees, leaving in her ship after grabbing a few more humans for the zoo (to remember her by)

The Crystal Gems are victorious

5,100 years ago (900)

The Cluster’s plantation is completed

Yellow slips back off the planet under the cover of night

5,000 years ago (1,000)

The Homeworld gems flee

Premature celebration happens

Spinel was hugging Pearl in joy when Rose grabbed Pearl, saving Spinel from the attack too

The Diamond Attack blasts the Earth and corrupts the gems

The war is over… for now.

4,500 years ago (1,500)

Amethyst emerges

1975

Greg is born

1997

Greg meets Rose Quartz (22 years old)

2001

Steven is born

Rose “dies”

This is the event that drives a rift between Spinel and Amethyst. Spinel was greedy for all of Rose’s attention there at the end, but her respect for Pearl and for Garnet as leader allowed them to get close to her. However, she literally pushed Amethyst away during that time, and because of that, Amethyst’s time with Rose was reduced from what it could have been. From then on, Amethyst holds a grudge against Spinel, and she retaliates since trying to make it up to the little Quartz failed.

2009

Steven (8) moves in with the gems

August 15, 2013

Steven turns 12 years old, the age he is at the start of the show

SEASON 1

Spinel’s arc starts in “Bubble Buddies,” in which Spinel is jealous of Connie

Man of the Mountain

Spinel feels she and Steven are drifting apart, and decides to try and get close to him again. They play in her room in the Temple, sending Steven off on a quest as a knight (which can be played on when Connie steps into that role irl). During it, things go too far and she has to rescue Steven. They had fun, though, and he confirms for her that they’re still close.

Giant Woman

Not worthy to make an entire ep out of, but basically, Spinel CAN go with Garnet to get the Earth Beetle. Spinel can swim in lava, just not for as long as Garnet can. She’s meant to be backup.

So Close

After “Giant Woman,” Steven stages another adventure to try and get Amethyst and Spinel to fuse, too, just like what happened with Pearl and Amethyst, but spoiler alert, it doesn’t happen. Instead, we learn that their arguments started when Steven was born, which kinda begins his self-blame and awareness of his family’s tensions even more so than “Giant Woman,” wherein he was mostly focused on himself rather than his family getting along. “Emotional hell” episode.

Steven the Sword-Fighter

Spinel grabs Pearl’s gem before it hits the ground with her elastic abilities, and basically stands vigil by it while waiting for her to reform. She sasses Holo-Pearl, insulting her, and in this scenario, Spinel is the one to accidentally start a fight with the thing. Steven, not wanting another family member to get hurt because of it, tries to help out and ultimately defeats the hologram. Spinel remained by Pearl’s gem the whole time, though attacked from a distance. Once Pearl reforms, Spinel hugs her and doesn’t stop until sometime after the star has crossed the screen and ended the episode.

This Just In

Just a fun one. :)

Parody of Scooby-Doo! Spinel starts narrating everything and breaking the fourth wall while she does it, too, creating drama (and giving a reason for the title to be just that).

Mirror Gem

Spinel walks in on Steven setting up a school and gawks, asking why he would want to do that? She went to school back in the 1930’s and it was terrible. When Pearl suggests the mirror, Spinel is just as in awe of it as Steven, showing that she doesn’t know what it is. She is with the two of them all day, and is delighted to find a friend in the “defective” mirror. When Steven wants to tell the gems, Spinel insists that it’s a bad idea, but poor Season 1 Steven doesn’t pick up on her nervousness and tells them anyway. As things tense, Spinel runs to Pearl, trying to tell her that it’s okay, the mirror isn’t a threat, but all this does is separate her from Steven when Garnet tries to take the mirror from him. He runs out alone, and all the gems run out to try and find him. Same plays out as he sets Lapis free. She then yells at the OG3 for knowing she was in there, but not letting her go. She offers Steven and Spinel to go “home” with her, which Spinel knows what she means and refuses. She offers instead to have Lapis stay on Earth, where they’re safe from Homeworld’s cruelty. Lapis refuses, tells them both not to trust the OG3, and walks into the ocean. Spinel is hurt that they didn’t mention Lapis to her, but doesn’t say anything (for fear of what happened between her and Pink).

Secret Team

As Steven, Pearl, and Amethyst run around the Temple fixing their mistakes, Steven stumbles across Spinel. She asks what he’s doing, to which Steven responds “nothing!” and keeps searching. Spins is suspicious, but again, says nothing. She hears Garnet’s speech at the end, though, and realizes that they were keeping secrets from her again.

Left Behind

Spinel calls everyone together, and says she knows everyone is keeping stuff from her. She inquires what that might be, and when no one speaks up, decides to create her own. She enlists Steven’s help, and together, they start creating secrets to keep from the gems. It escalates until it’s just Amethyst, though (as Garnet has future vision and Spinel just can’t do that to Pearl), and Amethyst is aware of it. She calls Spinel out, the others telling her that she has to stop, and she confesses that she feels betrayed because of the whole Lapis thing, then the Secret Team thing. Garnet tells her in her most gentle voice that Spinel couldn’t handle that kind of information, to which Spinel realizes that they don’t trust her. She runs off. Garnet tells Steven she’ll bounce back and get over it, but he follows her anyway. He finds her, just in time to hear her sing about feeling left out in the group. He walks up to her and tells her he feels the same way, and that if she wants to be with them, she’s just gotta try harder. That’s what he does. Spinel agrees, and the ep ends on a bittersweet note.

Fusion Cuisine

Zoisite is teased, as when Steven tries to bring his whole family, that means Spinel too, but because of Amethyst’s and Spinel’s tense relationship, the fusion fails. Instead, she’s left behind again (as Connie mentioned nothing about a sister…), and Alexandrite goes instead. Then it plays out the same way.

Warp Tour

In a bout of pure betrayal Spinel ultimately sides with the Gems instead of Steven, singling him out from the group. She agrees Steven is being silly. However, she stays with him as he stays up, trying to get him to take his mind off stuff. He refuses, and she gives up, heading back into the Temple. If he wants to play, he’s welcome to. Just give a knock. Then it plays out the same way.

The Test

Spinel’s room features a few funky, funny, not-quite booby traps. A cage comes down and nearly traps him (though like the spikes in Garnet’s room, would stop before it actually hit or trapped him), he has to jump around on a few platforms out of the reach of what looks like octopus tentacles, and then he lands in a ball pit after jumping off the platform. Finally, it’s a riddle to guess which door was correct, to which there are three doors, meaning three answers. Each door leads out, but Spinel makes it seem like there’s a pitfall trap in front of each to make it matter. Steven gets the answer right (the answer being a rabbit), and moves on to Garnet’s room. During the gem’s talk, Spinel insists that giving him an actual win would be a lot better, but Pearl states instead that this would work the same way. As long as he can do this, it’ll raise his confidence. Spinel agrees with Amethyst’s assessment of “we’re bad at this,” and the conversation goes the same way, as does the episode.

The Mountain Spire

After the episode “Horror Club,” Garnet discovers that due to two simultaneously occurring “earthquakes,” two Gem structures are bound to collapse. She and Amethyst take one, Pearl and Spinel take the other. Steven insists on coming along, and Garnet allows it. While walking, we see bird and rabbit imagery, as Steven goes on about how the last two times they were on an adventure like this, Opal happened! The other time, though, Amethyst and Spinel fought. But if Opal happened, then there was a chance something could happen this time, too, right? They arrive at a tall structure with pieces falling collapsing more by the second; the Mountain Spire. They have to replace to Sun Goddess statue, which was already up there. Steven’s now getting some flashbacks to a different adventure he was on, and now is determined to make sure he doesn’t mess this one up, too! Not a second time!

Spinel repeatedly runs ahead, appearing to be playing, when in actuality, she’s clearing the coast for Steven and Pearl. She constantly looks for Pearl’s approval. Pearl gets progressively more annoyed. Finally, she confronts Spinel about her behavior, stating that she doesn’t like the clinginess she’s been showing. It looks like it’ll escalate, but Spinel doesn’t try to argue with Pearl at all. She admits that she’s attached to her, maybe more than she should be, but that’s because she respects her. When Spinel was lost, who picked her up and showed her a home with the Crystal Gems? Pearl. She had always believed in Spinel, and Spinel just feels good being around her and being there for her. Pearl says she had no idea, and admits that she maybe has been a bit harsh on her lately, and they both come to peaceful understanding without Steven’s help. (Note: Spinel and Pearl are both lesser gems, and they can connect using that, too. Try to hint at that if possible.)

Climax: the statue has fallen, and the top of the spire is collapsing. The statue is about to fall through the floor (with many many many holes in it), and Spinel can’t reach that far without getting a bit wobbly, so she doesn’t want to risk reaching for it and causing it to fall. They need to be more careful. Spinel and Pearl fuse into Lepidolite. She is agile, stretchy, careful, and self-sacrificial to a fault. She leaps in, bouncing across the room and grabbing the statue before anything can happen to it. Then, the ground shakes again and the floor beneath Steven caves, causing him to fall. She catches him, but only just. She is stretched too far now (as her stretchiness isn’t as much as Spins on her own), and has to make a choice. A vacuum just like the one around the Sea Spire sucks Steven down, making her lose her grip on him, and she makes the decision to go for him rather than the building. She pulls, tossing him up and onto safe land, then falls. She tosses the statue back up to him, and he has to put it back. Once he has, the spire fixes itself, and Lepidolite is saved. She brings Steven down to her level (since they’re going down now), and jokes about the place being a fixer-upper, before unfusing. The three gems head back, mission successful.

Garnet and Amethyst were also able to fix their building, but their victory is short lived as Steven starts gushing about the fusion he saw. Pearl and Spinel smile at each other. Together, they are pretty great, huh?

Frienemies

After “Maximum Capacity.” Another episode to progress Spinel’s relationships with Connie and Amethyst. Connie comes over for the day, and Spinel insists that she hang out with them, too. Everything Connie does is “wrong,” and she leaves in a huff. When Steven offers to play video games with Spinel and Amethyst, the two start bickering with each other. A few days later, Connie comes back over and Steven tries to push Spinel away, but the gem refuses to leave the two alone. Connie confronts her, asking what he problem is. Connie has never done anything to Spinel before, right? We find out that Spinel has made it her mission to be Steven’s best friend, since that was Rose’s final request of her before she died, and both Amethyst and Connie are “getting in the way.” Connie sees through it and notes Spinel’s jealousy, insisting that he is still his own person, too. Spinel tries to retaliate, but Steven stands up for himself, saying anyone can be his friend and Spinel cannot decide that for him. If he’s Spinel’s best friend, cool, but he’s allowed to hang out with other people, too! Spinel is shocked into silence for a moment. All three others come to comfort her, empathizing about wanting a friend (Connie) and missing Rose (Amethyst). When Connie leaves, Spinel gives her an apology and asks if they’re on stable ground. Connie doesn’t know, but it’s a start. She leaves. Spinel smiles and hugs Steven, insisting she’ll try to do better.

The Return

Jasper and Spinel recognise each other. Spinel shakes with rage. Jasper says she’d be interested in taking Spins on again, just for the challenge, but Garnet jumps in before Spinel can answer, demanding Jasper leave this planet. Things mostly play out the same, except when Garnet gets poofed, Spinel acts immediately. She creates the illusion of a battlefield, masking her approach as she attacks from behind. Jasper, however, expects this, and catches her, throwing her into Pearl and Amethyst as they run closer. Jasper then grabs Steven and knocks him out, ending the episode. Jailbreak plays out the same way.

SEASON 2

Crossover Calamity

This would replace the Uncle Grandpa episode! It’s a goofy, non-canon ep in which Spinel and Amethyst visit different SU AUs together, all while fighting.

Starts off with Spinel raiding Amethyst’s room for her timepiece, since she got to keep it in “Steven and the Stevens”. She needs it for a game she’s playing. Amethyst catches her and the two fight over it. It winds up transporting them across dimensions instead of though time, and they wind up in a Steven Universe x Undertale crossover. They meet Steven and Frisk, and when Steven wonders what Amethyst is doing here and doesn’t recognise Spinel, it’s clear they’re not in the same timeline. They have to work together to get back, since the timepiece is cracked.

Next, they visit Bendy and the Ink Machine (since there is officially a crossover with that one now). They walk in on Bendy singing “Welcome Home”, and get attacked by the Ink Demon. They teleport away right as he’s about to catch them, transporting to an equally dangerous situation in a different AU. They run, going through a few more AUs until they wind up in canon SU, during “Other Friends.” They watch Spinel poof the gems, then leave, traumatized.

They end up in front of the Spinel House, where Spinel is instantly drawn to. Henry Stickmin reference! Her options are: Knock, Amethyst, Break In, Remove Layer, or Request Entry.

Knock: Is the correct answer. Spinel knocks on the door and is let in

Amethyst: Reference to Charles! Ames runs off-screen, shapeshifts into a helicopter, and crashes into the building. Fail line: Amethyst, flying in! :D ...You were expecting this, weren’t you?

Break In: Amethyst and Spinel concoct an elaborate plan to break in. It goes successfully, until they land in the middle of the room from crawling through the vents. The Spinels think they’re getting robbed and attack. Fail line: Everyone knows gravity only exists in cartoons when it’s least convenient, c’mon now.

Remove Layer: Animation/drawing joke. A tab is brought up showing all the layers in Ibis Paint, and the layer with the House is turned off. The spinels all stare at Star, and it end in a fail just like that. Fail line: You were supposed to get INTO the house, not make it disappear completely!

Request Entry: Meta joke! I suddenly show up out of nowhere and get pushed into the building to meet the directors and request that Spinel get added to the house. But my social anxiety to talk to them ruins this and I walk back out. Fail line: This is why people typically approach me first.

Back to business. Once Spinel has knocked and is let in, she meets the Spinels! It’s Spinel Hell for Amethyst, and she wants to get out of there as fast as possible. Joke about how the House is a place for Spinels to get away from the cruelty of their actual AU existence, and then ask if Star wants to join. She says no. Spinel asks if it’s possible to repair the timepiece, to which Rejuvenated or Spinny just slaps some duct tape on it and calls it good, sending Star!Spinel and Amethyst back on their way. It works, and they end up back on the beach. Spinel thanks the stars that’s over, and starts to walk off with the timepiece, ready to continue her game. But then Amethyst fights her for it, and they start crashing through several AUs, probably at dramatic/important parts and completely interrupting everything. Their final stand would be in either SU canon or breaking the fourth wall entirely and they exist on Tumblr or other social media accounts. They have a talk while fighting/playing keep-away, and reconcile. They teleport one final time and end back up on the beach. Amethyst decides it’s whatever and lets Spinel play with it, but she gives it back, claiming to not want it anymore. The two wind up dumping it in the ocean.

And that is why Spinel looks like a wreck. She smiles proudly at Steven as she finishes telling her story. He believes her until Garnet warps back in, asking her how training with Amethyst went after Ames threw her in the sea with her whip. Spinel groans, insisting Garnet ruined the mood. But then we go into the ocean, only to see that the dimension piece is actually there, at the bottom of the sea…

Optional: Spinel pulls a Genie and pulls up the bottom of the page, saying “Made you look!” Then the credits would roll with all the AUs present/used in the story.

AUs: SU x UT, SU x BATIM, HTTYM, I Am My Diamond, SU-Revived, The Spinel House, lab-raised-steven, White Diamond Steven AU, (maybe Gone Wrong? But make it more like a joke than anything serious,) Starhair!Spinel, being-monster-au, su-rogue, restore-the-universe, CHITSU, irl, silent films, SU x GF, SU x TOH, that one gif of Spinel doing the Distraction Dance, Perfect Steven, SU Rewritten, Spinel Goes to Homeworld (“I can’t believe I’m talkin’ ta my reflection-“), Corrupted Spinel, SU x Epic Mickey, plus any and all

M E M E S. Also, potentially foreshadow as much as you want.

wow that was a lot lmao

Sworn to the Sword

Spinel teases Connie about wanting to train, but in a more light-hearted way that before. She is serious as she tries to warn Connie about Pearl’s teachings, insisting that Pearl could go extreme sometimes, but Connie ignores her, insisting it’ll be okay. The rest of the episode plays out the same, except when Spinel finds out Connie fell for Connie’s teachings, she remarks that she tried to tell her, earning her a glare from Steven. “Just sayin’,” she says, shrugging, but her concern is evident. Rest of the ep is the same.

We Need to Talk

Spinel was doing the filming on the tape Greg and the band was recording, and her cinematography (due to her stretchy limbs) is amazing. She gets along with Greg very well, and thinks he and Rose are cute together. She does join Pearl in teasing him, but her teasing is much more light-hearted than Pearl’s salty, “you’re just a phase” teasing. She is Rose’s best friend, and she doesn’t think Greg can change that. At the end of the episode, though, she is fearful that she was wrong, and Rose and Greg might be closer than any of the other gems to her. She and Pearl share a fearful glance.

Time and Place

The gems are on a mission to recover an object somewhere inside a volcano. Spinel goofs off with Steven, and Garnet commands them to stop. This place is dangerous. Steven stops, but Spinel persists, continuing to make faces and perform silly stunts to try and get him to smile. She does a dramatic flip into a stalactite, bouncing off of it and landing in front of Steven with a “tadaa!” The stalactite cracks and falls, blocking the corruption they’re trying to get to away and nearly getting everyone else hurt or poofed. Spinel herself falls into the lava, but climbs back out perfectly fine. Garnet benches her, insisting that she be more responsible and serious, comparing her to Steven and driving a rift between them unintentionally. Afterwards, Spinel tries to show responsibility as things run awry in the house- the house gets messy and she cleans it, the fridge stops running and she plugs it in, the heater was working in overdrive so she shuts it off. It comes to a climax as a corrupted gem, the same one they were after in the volcano, suddenly warps into the house and wreaks havoc. It’s revealed she caused everything, and after the gem is dealt with, Spinel apologizes, saying that hey, at least she dug the guy out of the rock fall! Garnet doesn’t unbench her, though, and insists that she needs to show real responsibility and start taking things seriously. Steven comes over to comfort her, saying that there is a time and a place for this kind of behavior, and the volcano wasn’t it. She nods, accepting that.

Chille Tid

Spinel is still benched, and so was waiting for everyone at the beach house. She stays behind for the slumber party, though Amethyst and Steven have to team up to make sure she doesn’t go in the Temple. This is because, when Spinel starts dreaming, her illusion powers kick in and she starts showing what she’s dreaming. Tonight, she dreams of playing with Rose and Steven both inside her garden (foreshadowing the Rose/Pink reveal). This provides a bit of backstory for her, too. She’s awoken as Rose wilts away like an actual rose, and Steven vanishes. Her feet are wrapped in roots, and she sits up quickly only to see that the others had been watching.

She’s ecstatic to learn that Lapis is okay.

Amends

The gems leave for a mission, but Steven stays behind with the still-benched Spinel. He plans a full day of fun for the two of them! Later, they bump into Greg, who is just off of another hard day of work at the car wash, being kept on his toes recently. To relax, they decide to jam out together. At one point, Steven would ask how often Rose joined him (knowing that she’s sung with him at least once) and what she played. Greg responds, saying that she would play and sing with him often. Spinel interjects, commenting that the more she hung out with him, the less she was there for everyone else, and the more lonely Spinel got. She realizes she said that out loud, and dives head-first into apologies, throwing back to some of the things she said in Man of the Mountain (“don’t hate me” and “It won’t happen again” etc). Both Greg and Steven calm her down and ask what brought that on. We now find out that Spinel was abandoned a LOT in the past, but with the CGs, she felt better, but then Greg came along and she started feeling that way again. She hates being alone. She likes him, though, so she never said anything. She tries so hard not to blame Greg- he didn’t know. She never told him, or anyone, since that wasn’t a very nice thing to do and friends are nice to their friends (she’s actually scared of being screamed at like with what happened with Pink). Please don’t hate her? Greg insists that no, he doesn’t, and that he’s sorry he didn’t realize. She’s sorry, too. Steven speaks up, stating that it was really brave of Spinel to tell them that, and to overcome her fear of them thinking less of her or something. He’s proud of her. She smiles at that.

The next day, Greg wakes up late (like, it’s NOON levels of late). He rushes outside to see Spinel doing his job for him at the car wash, and doing it quite well! Steven is there helping her. When asked what’s going on, Spinel states that she still felt bad for what happened yesterday and wanted to do something nice for Greg, so she took over the car wash for the day! She turned off his alarm so he could get some rest, and has been doing a good lot of the washing. She also gave the van itself a wash, and cleaned all the brushes inside. Greg, in awe, thanks her a lot and gives her a hug. He makes an offhand comment about her showing initiative like that, and how that responsibility was something he never expected from her. Garnet agrees, walking up behind them. Upon seeing the maroon gem, Spinel apologizes again for the volcano incident, and promises to do better. Garnet, having seen that Spinel is capable of taking control and responsibility, unbenches her. Spinel doesn’t stop helping Greg, though, and at the end of the day, they all get ice cream together. Fin.

Too Far

Peridot doesn’t know what to make of Spinel, not having ever even heard of her before. We find out she’s one-of-a-kind, built to be a best friend! She likes to be friends with everyone! Peridot states that she and Amethyst don’t get along, causing the pink gem to blush and run off.

Too Close (NEW FORM)

Spinel now tries to be Amethyst’s Best Friend, along with LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE where she can! It gets toxic quickly, and she more or less becomes Amethyst’s more-annoying personal Pearl for the day. Peridot is quick to point this out. Amethyst confronts her about it, and they have one last fight before Spinel finally starts to learn that you don’t have to give your everything in order to be a good friend (and stop pampering them GEEZ). That’s unhealthy. It’s obsessive. It can smother people! She needs to find a better balance! Spinel states that if she doesn’t give everything, then she feels like she’s lacking on her end, that she isn’t doing enough. If she isn’t by her friend’s side all the time, who’s to say they won’t get mad at her, or leave her? Steven points out how exhausted Spinel has become while taking care of everyone so obsessively. Amethyst agrees, stating that she cannot run herself ragged trying to do everything all at once. She insists that she’s okay, that she can keep going. She was built to be a friend, and she’s been slacking on her end. She’s not gonna stop until everyone around her is happy! She’ll prove it! She then runs away to make the Best Day Ever for everyone, but Amethyst chases her down, now determined to make her see sense. She tackles the other gem, telling her that if she truly wanted to be someone’s friend, she needed to calm down, back off, and respect their wishes to have her leave people alone! Spinel poofs, mostly from exhaustion, but also because she’s getting Pink Diamond flashbacks.

When she reforms, she walks up to Amethyst and apologizes. If being a friend means leaving people alone, then that was something she was going to have to work on. Being a friend isn’t gonna be easy, but she can try. Just let her know whenever they need her to leave? Amethyst says she’ll do so, and the two hug it out. While doing so, Spinel asks if they can start over, and try being friends again. Amethyst agrees, saying it’s worth a shot.

SEASON 3

Super Watermelon Island

With Spinel and Amethyst finally getting along, Zoisite can now be formed! The battle with Malachite still happens, but now featuring Spinel’s illusion powers and Lepidolite’s feather duster (for cartoony hyjinx).

Barn Mates

At the end of the episode, Spinel is super happy to finally see Lapis again, but surprising everyone, she doesn’t leap into Lapis’ arms or anything. She instead extends a hand to shake.

Hit the Diamond

Spinel plays referee and pitcher. While doing the lineup, she announces that her name is Sarah, or would Sandy be better? She’s shushed. Later, there’s a throw-away line about how if the CGs don’t win this match, she, Sandy, is quitting. She knows what’s gonna happen and isn’t gonna stick around to witness it. Someone smacks her for breaking the fourth wall.

Too Short to Ride

Spinel stretches out without shapeshifting, which makes Peridot even more upset that she can’t do it. During the shapeshifting part, Spinel becomes a dog and a rabbit, playing a game of chase with Amethyst.

Trapped

After “The New Lars”. The hunt for Jasper continues, but Spinel and Steven take a break to go visit Peridot and Lapis. Steven and Peri hang out for a while before realizing that Spinel and Lapis are gone. They go looking for them, discovering them atop the silo. They’re laughing. Spinel apologizes for the whole mirror thing, saying that she knows what it’s like to be trapped and abandoned for years, too. Lapis says that it wasn’t her fault, it was Homeworld’s. Spinel says she knows that feel, having been the playmate of her old owner before she got left behind like a broken toy. She insists that Lapis had it worse, though, since she was forced to stay in one spot whereas Spinel chose to stay there, forever… Lapis tells her not to compare what they went through. They’re both hurt, and they can connect over it. That’s what’s important, not who had it worse. Spinel gives her a side hug, saying that she’s really glad Lapis is here. Steven and Peri decide to give them some privacy and leave, the other pair being none the wiser they were ever there.

Days pass, and the hunt continues. Pearl asks Steven if he’s seen Spinel, to which he says no. Garnet states that they need to find her and she warps them to the barn. There, Spinel and Lapis are continuing to hang out. Pearl is the first to scold, demanding to know where Spinel has been when they’re trying to find Jasper? Peridot hears this and tries to get Pearl to stop talking, but she doesn’t. That rogue gem is only going to cause trouble! Spinel feels awful, starting to apologize, but Lapis cuts her off. She insists that Spinel is always being left behind anyway, and has to constantly wear a smile to keep morale up, which makes her feel trapped, but here, she doesn’t have to do that! She’s free! She doesn’t have to be anyone’s friend here. So back off and leave her alone! Steven asks timidly if that’s true, to which Spinel nods.

She explains that she’s been trying to keep her distance, like Amethyst asked her to, but she feels like she isn’t being a good friend and is slacking off. That makes her stressed, because she knows her friends don’t want her around, so she kept coming here. She doesn’t have to be friends with Lapis or Peridot- that expectation was never there with them. She’s free to just relax here and get her mind off stuff. She didn’t mean to stay away for so long, but she thought no one wanted her there unless they had work for her to do. How can you be a friend if you stayed away? She had no idea, and it was so, so confusing. Spinel says that she was made to be a best friend to one person, and when that person sent her away, she felt lost. The same thing was happening again, and she didn’t know what to do. f

Lapis explains that she used to be a terriformer, shaping planets for her superiors forever and she wasn’t happy. But now, she feels much more free. Playing mediator, Steven builds on that, and explains that she shouldn’t have to feel like she needs to be friends with everyone. That’s an impossible task. If she needs to force it, then it isn’t friendship, and instead, is more just servitude. Lapis and Pearl both agree. Be friends with who you want. Who do you want to be friends with? Spinel thinks, hesitant to say her answer in fear she’ll make people angry, but everyone insists they won’t be. She says she wants to be friends with Steven, Amethyst, and Lapis for sure. She looks up to Pearl and Garnet, and they’re always gonna be family, and they can stay that way. For now. Everyone (sans Peri) hugs her, proud of her, before Peridot interrupts and announces that if she wants to be friends with Lapis, they’d have to fight over it. It looks like Spinel might fall back on old habits for a second before Peridot laughs, saying she was joking. There’s enough Lapis for both of them. Lapis, embarrassed, flies off. The ep ends as Spinel and Peridot look at each other in confusion, wondering what they said.

Together Again (formerly called “Camping”)

After “Restaurant Wars”. Spinel decides to take her friends camping! Lapis was “busy,” so it was just Amethyst and Steven with her. While out, they discover a corrupted gem, a quartz of some kind. She is a powerhouse and overruns everyone, then won’t leave them alone. The monster is big, and the group is in the mountains, so they slip into a small cave in the mountains where the beast can’t get them. As it walks away, Spinel sees the gem, located on its shoulder- it has a scratch in it. It’s 7TP. Her eyes flash in recognition, and she then tries to take it herself. She winds up pinned beneath the amethyst’s paw. She confesses that she knew the gem from the war, and it was one of her best friends. On the battlefield, the fight that occurred just before everyone was corrupted, 7TP got a scratch across her gem, not deep enough to count as a crack, but deep enough to be recognizable. They have to bubble her, quick! Steven and Amethyst get 7TP off Spinel and fighting ensues, but Spinel can’t bring herself to hurt her old friend now that she can put a face to the monster. Amethyst and Steven can’t take her alone, and at one point Amethyst is thrown down next to Spinel. The two agree that this isn’t working, and they fuse.

Lavender Alexite is a smaller, squishier version of Sugallite, now with 85% less visible muscle! Amethyst’s determination combines with Spinel’s frustration, and both of them together are able to bring the fusion down with their grappling hook-like weapon, tying her up and Lavender herself finishing the corruption off. Spinel bubbles her after Steven heals her, sending her off. Unprompted, she explains that when her old owner decided to get rid of her, 7TP was by her side. She’s been by Spinel’s side for so long. Refueled determination to heal corruption.

Note: Maybe mention 7TH at some point?

Monster Reunion

Spinel is shocked that the corruption could be healed as she was, but gives Steven space to be with Neph. At the end, she asks Steven if she could do that again, to which Garnet says no.

Healing Haze

Spinel goes up to Steven in the middle of the night to wake him up. She tells him that Garnet and the rest of the Gems are out on a mission trying to find Jasper, and they think that she’s exploring the desert. She drags him into the Bubble Room, brings down 7TP, and unbubbled her. Steven, having had no say in this (and was half-asleep until just now), freaks out. As 7TP is reforming, Spinel tells him to heal her before she wrecks the place and they both get in trouble! He does, slapping on some healing spit, and 7TP half uncorrupts. Spinel cautiously approaches, asking if the gem remembers her. She shapeshifts back into her War design, to which the gem now recognizes her. Spinel starts calling her Violet. Violet starts to freak out, realizing she’s been corrupted, and rushes to look at her reflection. She’s shocked and dazed. Spinel calms her down enough to switch the topic over to Steven, gesturing for him to come on over. She introduces them to each other, and tells Violet that things will be okay now. However, just like with Nephrite, Violet eventually recorrupts. Spinel bubbles her again, then thanks Steven, giving him a crushing hug.

The next night, she asks the same thing from him. Seeing Spinel so happy the previous night makes Steven more willing to let the gem out this time, though he still isn’t completely onboard. But, they have fun anyway, until Violet recorrupts again.

They do this again and again, with Steven’s unease growing more and more. This feels wrong, and he tells Connie as much on the phone. Connie tells him that he needs to get Spinel to stop. They bubble those gems for a reason- so they don’t suffer. By letting her out, having her back for a while, only to have her become a monster again, over and over and over… that can’t be good for poor 7TP. What if that has some kind of long-term effects? They need to stop. Besides, getting poofed so many times must hurt, even if Violet does just accept it when the time comes. Steven agrees, and when Spinel inevitably comes up to him the next night, he tells her all that. Spinel is devastated, and tells him to go back to sleep.

He wakes up to Spinel yelling. He looks over and sees 7TP running out of the Temple, fully corrupted, with Spinel tearing after her from behind, waving a cloth. Steven asks what in blazes she’s doing, to which she replies that she took some of his spit while he was sleeping and put it on this here very cloth and she put that on the gem and it didn’t work! She’s still corrupted! Steven gets understandably upset, and now the goal becomes catching Violet, and fast!

They wind up bringing her in through music, with Spinel singing a lullaby to her (a nod to Blue Order). Steven can now heal her, but since she’s already formed, it doesn’t do anything. She’s aware enough to have a conversation with now that she’s calm, though (maybe?) and Spinel apologizes for everything. They poof and bubble her again, for good this time.

When the other gems get back in the morning, they ask what happened to the house. Spinel owns up to her mistakes, and accepts the fact that they’re gonna bench her again. Garnet tells her no- Spinel understood what she did was wrong and learned her lesson. 7TP will be better off in the bubble, for now. Spinel asks about, since Garnet has future vision, why didn’t she stop her from unbubbling Violet so many times? Garnet states simply that Spinel was going to learn her lesson, and this was the only way that she’d truly understand. Just words weren’t gonna work.

Catching Up

After “Alone at Sea,” Spinel decides to do something fun with Lapis just like they did with Peridot. Shorty Squad Assemble, now featuring Spinel and Lapis! They decide to spend a day wherever Lapis wanted to be, which for now, was the barn. Understandable.

Next step, make Lapis a bootleg Funland! They all set up a bunch of fun activities around the barn, including a ring toss, a bean bag toss, a dance floor (with a radio), and water balloons! There’s also a game of baseball if people wanna play.

It’s a cute ep that is filled with fluff until, after a while, Lapis keeps zoning out. Steven, Peri, and Spins all try to keep her distracted, but Amethyst is the one who eventually steps up and tells Lapis to just spit it out. Lapis explains that Jasper has been on her mind, and she appreciates what everyone is doing for her- it has truly been fun- but it’s not working. Everything that happened on the boat is fresh in her mind, and she honestly just wants to be alone while she processes everything. Sorry for being a downer. She flies back into the barn.

Spinel and Steven go after her, though Amethyst and Peridot agree it’s best to leave her alone. The two find her on the top floor, and inch closer. Spinel tells her that she shouldn’t be alone to think about this kind of thing- being alone sucks. They both should know that by now. Steven asks if she wants to talk about it. Lapis says no. She appreciates the sentiment, really, but she needs to figure things out alone. They don’t know what it’s like to battle Jasper constantly, how tiring being stuck with her is. Spinel pipes up, saying that although that’s true, she does know what it’s like to fight Jasper. It was 5,300 years ago. They met on the battlefield, and she nearly got shattered that day. She recounts the story. She never had someone to talk to about it, and she thought that she couldn’t, since she was supposed to be everyone’s friend, their relief. But that’s not how it works. Right? It goes both ways? So don’t be silent.

Lapis says that she just doesn’t want to talk about it. There are things that happened down there that she doesn’t really want anyone to know about, and she wants to keep it down. Though, again, she really appreciates the sentiment. Steven and Spinel leave, then meet up with the guys down below.

They play baseball for a while, two on two, before someone hits the ball super far away. Lapis comes back with it, saying she’ll talk when she’s ready, but for now, let’s just have fun. Ends on a lighter note.

Bismuth

Spinel is almost as happy to see Bis as Pearl! Almost. Her weapon upgrade is a serrated blade. While sparring, Spinel turns on the illusion powers, then bounces around her like a ping pong ball. She attacks from behind, but Bismuth, expecting this, catches her. She shoves Spinel away, making room for Pearl to then come in! The rest is the same. Spinel clings to Pearl when Bis is bubbled away.

SEASON 4

Know Your Fusion

Garnet + Spinel fusion as well? Just for a moment? Pearl could take Sardonyx’s place while she’s gone. Spins would likely point out that she’s never fused with Garnet before, and since we’re meetin’ new fusions anyways, could it be cool to add one more to the roster?

Think more about the idea before declaring it canon. Don’t take away from characters, remember? This might not fit into 11 minutes, or maybe make it double length? Two parter? Think about it.

Return to Mask Island

After “Future Boy Zoltron”, Spinel tells Steven she’s convinced Lapis to hang out with them for a day! Steven decides to take the party to Mask Island, since it’s such a pretty place and would be good for unwinding. Lapis is nervous, since the last time she was here, she was Malachite. Whoops. Steven and Spinel both insist this will be good for her, since she wants to get over her past trauma of being fused with Jasper, and balancing some good memories into the mix of bad will do her some good! Amethyst agrees, so Lapis gives in. Steven tells her that fusion feels amazing, but only with the right people. They make camp, and montage of them having fun and unwinding. Show something slinking in the water.

Eventually, Steven breaks out the s’mores supplies. He and Amethyst really start talking, and they don’t really notice when Lapis and Spinel get up. They run out of crackers, and Amethyst volunteers to get more, only to then notice that half their party is gone. Steven will find them, and Ames runs off.

Four Gems and a Baby

Steven was intended to be Spinel’s new Best Friend so she thinks of him as a fellow Spinel playing a game with them at the moment. Like Ames said, being a baby was fun, so this must be going somewhere. Rose said he was gonna be a friend. So that’s what he was.

Gem Heist

Spinel becomes mute: the misadventure/near shattering :)

That Will Be All

She’s FIIIIIIINE…

Ruby Round-Up

Mission: Find and Locate All Ruby Guards

After “Storm in the Room.” Everyone heads back out into space to see if we can’t find the Rubies. We are able to find Army, Leggy, and Doc before Doc calls the cops on us and a Homeworld ship shows up. We find out more about Gem technology, namely that you can only go a straight line while using the gravity engine, so in theory, the other ship can track them. They need a safe place to hide. Spinel takes over the controls, and she takes them to the solar system with the Garden in it.

The whole time, Army and Doc don’t make it easy to escape. They keep making this harder for them to drive, having broken many parts of the ship in an effort to get it to stall, and the other gems have to leave Spins alone to drive while they make sure the three Rubies don’t cause any more trouble.

They hide the ship behind one of the smaller planets/moons floating there, shutting off the engine to help prevent being tracked/seen. The other ship zips right on past, missing them entierly. They power the ship back on, and land on the centerpiece.

The episode ends with everyone stepping out, and Spinel introducing them to the Garden.

Right Where You Left It

We visit one of the gem’s childhood homes…

Spinel takes on the grand tour of the garden, hoping to find parts and pieces to fix up the Roaming Eye. The three Rubies are put in time-out. We see the inside of the room, where Pink’s Biopoison Injector awaits, along with a line of rejuvenators. We also meet the cautious Coral and the untrustful Amber. Coral is in charge of all the plants, whereas Amber is in charge of making sure the buildings don’t collapse, but they only are supposed to be at work when they’re called. No one has called for thousands of years, and they’re too scared to go investigate. Spinel left a while ago, too, giving them zero reason to go out there. If an elite saw them, they could risk being shattered since no one wants them anymore. Where do useless gems go?

The two wind up telling them about the biopoison, and how it was made just for this garden when Pink finally decided she was done with it forever. The rejuvenators were meant to reset a gem, but Pink decommissioned them after a single use. Yellow has more.

They ask Spinel if she’s back to stay, also where is Pink Diamond? This is where we find out Spins and Pearl belonged to Pink. She’s gone, Spins says, and no, she’s not staying here. Do they want to go with them to Earth? After some thought Coral and Amber decide no- the threat of shattering is really scary, and they can’t fight back. They don’t even have gem weapons. Spinel tells them that she didn’t either, until her friend made her one! She pulls out her scythe. They could come along, too. The Earth is a beautiful place. They agree reluctantly, but then state that they don’t want to be a part of anything; if Earth is a place to be free, then they want to explore, maybe fix up or tidy up some Gem ruins there. Fighting is not an option, and they’re tired of staying in one spot.

The others agree, and Spinel apologizes for not paying them more attention when they were here together. She has a history of only focusing on what she wants to focus on, and ignores everything else. All is forgiven, and it’s back to Earth we go now that the ship is prepared.

The three Rubies manage to escape and warp back to Homeworld...

Making Up

Time to be frens with Connie. Finally. Took ya long enough.

and this is where it stops lmao. cliffhanger.

#a second chance #a second chance su au #asc su au #steven universe #su au #steven universe au #spinel #crystal gem spinel #su au art #steven universe fanart #su fanart #star spinel

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shittypieaskblog · 6 months

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Rules 'n Warnings

Greetings, fellow adventurers, and happy Hallows Eve! My name is Ornithophobe, I am the mod of this blog! Or, rather, the one who actively posts on the blog. There is another, but to my knowledge they don't have Tumblr, otherwise I'd give them full access to this blog.

I use he/it pronouns, and the other mod mainly uses she/her but has stated that she is okay with any pronouns. Responses written by me will be tagged with #-ornithophobe .

CONTENT WARNINGS:

Typical canon violence

Foul Language/Swearing

Major character death

Emotional and physical abuse (Canon-typical, but still. )

Possession

Derealization

Murder/Homicide

Blood/Gore

Unhealthy workplace relationships/friendships

Grief

Mentions of animal death/pet loss.

Drug/Alcohol Use RULES:

Nothing sexually explicit, please. We don't want your horny asks.

Don't be an asshole to me or [REDACTED], we're both real people.

If I don't respond to an ask, please don't take it personally! Chances are I either don't know how to respond yet or it got lost! Or it possibly broke a rule, somehow.

Magic anons are chill, we love y'all. All anons are good, but just know your actions have consequences >:)

Rants about this blog will be under the "Read more" section or whatever it's called.

Anyway, this is a blog that mostly sticks to the general themes of canon. Regretfully, this means that this variant of Ghost is a jerk. He'll get better, we just gotta bonk him with Consequences a few times.

Any and all VT characters can appear, if you ask them to. In fact, really anything can happen!

Some of this might be drawn if I really feel like it, but otherwise it will be done in SFM. Eventually I may switch the models from their original GMod models to some I made in popular video game The Sims 4, but until then they're Normal.

#paranormal investigators extrordinaire #johnny ghost #johnny toast #fred spooker #spooker soup #chris ghostie #colon ghostie #chris colon ghostie #taleblr #adventurer's tale #venturiantale #jimmy casket #that smelly bitch #oh also gavin and kat will be involved ;)#lawd i am SO sorry for whats coming

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himbos-hotline · 8 months

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do you have a favorite thing you’ve written, and if yes why? -🐦‍⬛

I have a few things that I consider my "favourite" things ive written. Like theres fics that have a special place in my heart for reasons and theres some that I just think are fucking well written in a great way in a writing style that is just me, and thats pretty fucking great like not to brag or anything but all my years of writing I think right this moment is the best ive ever written. I love the art that im sending and showing to yall guys!

NGL theres a lot cuz im getting better at like, being proud of myself nowadays

We made our peace with weariness and let it be. I wrote this on a train going to see Bonnie and Clyde in the theatre. I like how I write kenny here- how I focus on the more unsure, shy almost unwilling participant in everything his body and brain says.

An open hand [for your other man] Again a fic that means a lot to me personally for just how its written. Again I focused on more on the fact that Kenny Omega will do anything for the people that he loves, even if that comes at the expense of said people he loves and himself.

I'll tell you my sins and [you can sharpen your knife] The first of what I think is three fics starring my OC Jay. The most recent fic ive written. It focuses a lot on Jay and Cole relatioonship and the terrifying idea of being known and Cole learning to forgive himself fopr his sins back in NXT. Both Jay and Cole learn that betrayal doesnt always mean the end of everything.

The ghost story would be over Another Jay fic that focuses more on his friendship/brotherhood with the BCC and eventually how she joins the Elite. I dont know why this means a special place in my heart and I swear I know where this fic is going despite my utter lack of updates with it

I find myself alone at night [Unless I'm having sex] Yknow how I constantly talk about Kenny being too scared to love and therefore having to constantly leave Hangman and Hangman constantly expecting to wake up alone. Yeah, thats this entire fic and I know it was meant to be like, a happy fluffy fic but its one of personally, the saddest fics Ive written because at least while writing it, you feel hangmans utter sense of lost and longing consume him by the end.

To you I'm just a man [to me you're all I am] My first ever aew fic. Written when I couldnt tell the Bucks apart and i was producing content daily. It means a lot to me because i think that ive gotten better as a writer but theres some scenes that I think are ngl movie quality; like the flashback would be all sad and hazy and I think the fic feels the same as listening to piano man by billy joell

Would you love me more [If I killed someone for you?] Adam Cole gets murdered the fic. I think this is the fic that has the most fanart potential of mine. Like theres some great imagery that would like, explode so much fanart or other content.

Getting you off is my new favourite hobby The last of the Jay fics on this list, and my first time writing smut. Theres something about this fic that feels so deeply emotional and soft despite being about sex in hangers kitchen. I think its the underlying acceptance adam shows to jay and the utter love that he has for zem before and during and after sex.

Blood is as rare and as sweet as cherry wine 4 thousand words of hangman being so deeply in love with kenny omega it hurts him. Kenny is deep in his cleaner persona [or in my world, cleaner is fronting and kenny is trapped, watching him ruin everyone kenny loves] and this fic, reading it again makes me wanna throw kenny omega into a wall and just let hangman beat the fuck outta him and then fu- *gets shot by TK*

#mouse has pals #blackbird anon #mouses writing adventure #fic rec

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geometropolis · 1 year

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grt3D episode 11: catch my drift

the early morning light pierced octagon’s closed eyes. she shut them tighter.

…but she could hear the sound of footsteps nearby.

“you’ve been cooped up in bed for hours,” a muted voice said.

octagon pretended to not hear it.

“i know you’re not asleep, octagon.” it was trapezoid. “please just listen to me.”

when no reply came, he continued.

“i’m not going to lie to you. it was because of you that pentagon was eliminated. we were mad at you, octagon. but we aren’t now. and at no point have we hated you for it. we’re friends, octagon.”

“stop saying that!” octagon cried, getting up suddenly. “you’re just gonna make it worse for yourself!”

“you do realize we were going to lose a challenge eventually…” another voice pointed out. octagon blinked her tears away, now seeing that it was hexagon.

“no, we were doing so well until that point!” octagon countered. “i just screwed it up! you never should’ve trusted me with your friendship!”

“...octagon, do you know why we were doing so well?” trapezoid asked.

she was silent.

“it’s because we became friends with you. we all get along and work together and make each other happy… no other team had that. that friendship is what made us go for so long without losing even once.”

octagon shook her head in disbelief. “you’re lying. you’re just sugarcoating things for me.”

“no, we’re not.” hexagon grabbed her hand. she did not pull it away. “listen, octagon, we’re so glad to have you on our team. you’re so passionate and dedicated…”

“you were already doing a lot for us before we really got through to you,” trapezoid continued, “such as helping a ton in the power of two challenge, and the soccer challenge. but our team really flourished once we really became friends with you; you pushed me to make up with pentagon, you were always so keen on helping us out, and remember that time you saved the day during the race? you’ve always been a great teammate… and a great friend.”

octagon’s gaze flitted between her two teammates. her two friends. “but what good is that if it got pentagon eliminated?”

“hey, i think we can safely say that if any of us was gonna be eliminated, going out laughing is probably the best way to do it.”

hexagon chuckled and reminisced. “you taught her part of that song we came up with together, and that itself came about after trapezoid’s crazy stories about camp… you’re a part of helvetica. we’re nothing without you, octagon… or should i say sweet girl?”

octagon couldn’t help but laugh at that. “oh my primes, hexagon. hey… we’re nothing without you either, cookie thief.”

“did i miss something?” trapezoid grinned.

“nothing you can’t join in on!” hexagon replied. “octagon, what do you think he should be called?”

“i’m thinking… camp crasher,” octagon’s face settled into a warm smile. “we’re nothing without you either. i guess pentagon is snack stealer then?”

hexagon nodded and took out her ukulele. “you think i can add this all to the song?”

“please do!”

“i swear i did not play hooky,” hexagon sang, catching octagon’s eye. “i just want to eat a cookie…”

“i am a girl who’s oh-so sweet, but i just want a little treat!”

“please don’t take a lookie, inside your jar of cookies…”

trapezoid cleared his voice. “for if you did you’d see that i have had a bite to eat!”

octagon chuckled. “nice!”

“sorry for not respecting,” hexagon continued, “your job of camp directing… after i crashed it you implored i get this golf cart out your door!” she winked at trapezoid.

“i guess i’m just projecting,” he sang, “to think she is prospecting… to do the same and steal your snacks and be so sweet no more!”

the three collapsed into laughter. octagon wiped away a tear.

“...you okay, octagon?” hexagon asked at length.

“yeah. it’d just been a while since i’ve heard us all laugh at once…”

“well, you better get used to it,” trapezoid said. “cuz i have more incredible jokes to tell you two…”

“i can’t wait!”

…

origin flashed into the field with oval stuck to him.

“it’s good to have a face again,” oval said.

“it’d be best if you could have your lines again too.” origin sighed. “i still don’t know where the grapher is…”

oval wasn’t sure what he was talking about.

“don’t worry, i’ll just add them back myself…” as origin released oval, his limbs reappeared.

oval shook out his arms and legs. “ah, that feels great. hey, you call these things lines?”

“they’re just line segments with endpoints.”

“huh.” oval blinked and looked up at origin. “should i go gather everyone for today’s events?”

“well, you could… or i could get everyone here so you’re more of a surprise!”

“that’d be great! go do your thing, origin. i’ll be waiting right here.”

origin manifested a thumbs up and translated over to the cabins.

“my dearest shapes,” he sang, “begin to wake… and make your way into today!”

droplet yawned and left her cabin, square following behind her. “hey origin,” she mumbled.

“good morning!”

soon enough everyone was awake. origin started to lead them back to the main field.

“there’s a surprise waiting for you all!” he said eagerly.

“i wonder what it could be…” heptagon said sarcastically. “surely not our new co-host oval…”

“it’s our new co-host oval!!!!”

and there was oval, doing jazz hands. “good morning everyone, and welcome to this new stage of race to the 3rd dimension! in which möbius strip has mysteriously vanished and origin has become your new host. i’m his co-host, oval, and it’s time for the elimination!”

but before he could continue, oval was immediately hugged by parallelogram; heptagon hung back a bit, but smiled at his old teammate. “glad to have you back!” parallelogram exclaimed.

“yes, yes… and now, without further ado…”

“the homeslices won yesterday’s challenge, meaning that they are safe!” origin went on. “thus, um, go the DSTance and nothing without pentagon are up for elimination. please take this time to talk to one another, if you’d like.”

octagon had been chatting with her teammates, but her smile fell.

“what is it?” hexagon asked.

“i dunno… i still feel bad, i guess. about pentagon being eliminated, and now the possibility of one of you being eliminated…”

trapezoid put his hand on her shoulder. “and you’re allowed to feel bad. just remember that you aren’t a bad person.”

“okay. fine. whatever…”

square looked at droplet and shrugged. she shrugged back. “at least we tried,” she said.

“most people haven’t been trying lately,” he replied. “so i guess that’s worth something.”

“i guess.”

“how much do you wanna win?”

“i’d rather like to… but i wouldn’t be very mad if i didn’t. i just want to if i can.”

“got it.”

“how about you?”

“eh, maybe i did at some point, but not really anymore. though i’ve learned the hard way that trying to get myself eliminated isn’t worth it.”

“hm.”

“i hope you don’t get eliminated!”

“thanks.”

“is everyone ready?” oval asked. he received various nods. “okay then! take it away, origin…”

“the eliminated contestant is… trapezoid! i’m sorry, bud!”

trapezoid looked a little taken aback, but not particularly upset. “oh… oh, it’s okay.”

“now you’re also eliminated because of me!” octagon sobbed. “i’m so sorry!”

“oh, hey–” oval interjected. “i have a message from the paradox. from pentagon.”

“what is it?” nothing without pentagon asked in unison.

“she said that she’s not mad at you, octagon. she said you’re one of her best friends ever.”

octagon was speechless.

oval continued, now facing the entire team. “and nothing without pentagon, pentagon said that she loves you, misses you, and wishes you luck.”

trapezoid and hexagon smiled. trapezoid turned to his teammates and grabbed their hands. “we’re all the best friends forever,” he said. “don’t ever forget that.”

“we’ll miss you, camp crasher.” hexagon smiled, tears in her eyes.

the three hugged. origin started buzzing, and trapezoid stuck to him.

“aw darn, i won’t be able to tell you all of my awesome jokes…” trapezoid said. “hey, origin, can i just tell one now?”

“go ahead.”

“okay. how does a circle kiss?”

“how?” hexagon asked.

“with their e-llipse! get it?”

“okay, that’s enough out of you!” oval chuckled. “safe travels!”

origin and trapezoid flashed away.

octagon was frozen in place; hexagon took her hand. “don’t worry,” she said, her own voice tinged with emotion. “we’ll talk.”

“okey dokey, my friends!” oval said. “our challenge will begin once origin returns.”

“what is it?” star asked.

“i haven’t the faintest idea. origin hasn’t told me.”

“wait, how does he know what the challenge is?” square asked. “möbius still isn’t here.”

“or how about the elimination?” heptagon asked.

“those are questions for him, not me,” oval replied, shrugging. “sorry!”

soon origin reappeared with his camera lens. oval relayed the contestants’ questions to him.

“like i said, möbius tells me in advance,” origin replied.

“how far in advance?” heptagon asked.

origin didn’t hear him. “today’s challenge is a game of flies up!” he manifested a frisbee. “oval, um, is it okay if you’re our starting thrower?”

“yeah, sure.” origin handed it to him.

“okay. so oval will start with the frisbee, as the rest of you stand in a crowd. oval will throw the frisbee out into the crowd, and you should try to catch it! whoever catches the frisbee becomes the next thrower and their team gets a point; if nobody gets the frisbee it gets returned to the thrower and the thrower’s team gets a point. the team with the least points after 15 minutes will be up for elimination.”

“oh, i’ve played this before,” star said.

“is everyone ready to start?” oval asked. “please form a crowd!”

“hey, can i just grab something real quick before we start?” square asked.

“yeah, sure!”

droplet watched, intrigued, as her teammate ran off towards the forest. he returned shortly with her wooden wings!

square fit the joints back together. “it had just come apart a little. if you wear them you’ll be able to jump higher to catch the frisbee!”

“that might work!” she smiled and took them. “we’ll only be using them over a short distance, after all!”

“okay everyone, let’s go…!” oval beckoned. the contestants formed a little crowd in front of him. he started aiming the frisbee. “oh yeah, for fairness’ sake, somebody from the homeslices should sit out.”

parallelogram and star both glanced at heptagon.

“don’t look at me like that!” heptagon exclaimed. “i wanna help!”

“okay, then i’ll sit out,” star offered. he immediately wondered whether that was the right decision…

“so is everything ready?” oval asked.

“i think so, oval,” origin replied. “so… go!”

oval threw the frisbee.

droplet jumped and the wind caught in her wings, lifting her farther upwards. she caught the frisbee!

“nice!” square exclaimed. “now you’re the thrower!”

oval stepped away from the game and stood beside origin. “that’s one point for go the DSTance!”

“i’ve never been the best at throwing…” droplet murmured. she jumped and threw the frisbee, but it sailed over square’s head and got caught by parallelogram.

“that’s one point for the homeslices!”

“hey, heptagon,” parallelogram started. “which are you more afraid of: the paradox or the 3rd dimension?”

“...the 3rd dimension. why?”

“i’m gonna make sure you don’t go there.”

parallelogram ran up to the front and threw the frisbee far away from his teammates. hexagon caught it.

“that’s one point for nothing without pentagon!” oval exclaimed.

“what are you doing?” heptagon cried.

“i’m making us lose, so you can get eliminated.”

hexagon went up to the front and threw the frisbee towards octagon. preoccupied with her own thoughts, octagon didn’t see the frisbee, and it just hit her in the face and fell. “oh! sorry!” she picked up the frisbee and threw it back to hexagon, who was still the thrower.

“...two points for nothing without pentagon!” oval announced. “i guess!”

“so how are you feeling, octagon?” hexagon asked, throwing it to her.

“i’m sad.” octagon caught it. she went up front.

“three points for nothing without pentagon!”

“me too…” hexagon said.

octagon threw it back to her. “but at the same time… i don’t know. i feel funny.” hexagon caught it.

“four points for nothing without pentagon!”

“we gotta step up our game!” square said to droplet. “those two are so in-sync… maybe you should try to intercept their throws!”

“gotcha!” droplet replied, giving him a thumbs up.

“funny how?” hexagon asked, going up front. “funny ha-ha or funny strange?”

“funny strange,” octagon replied.

“hm.” hexagon threw the frisbee – only for a light blue blur to fly in front of it and catch it!

“two points for go the DSTance!”

“yes!” droplet exclaimed. she came up to the front. this time, she only jumped a little while throwing, meaning it did not sail over square’s head – he easily caught it.

“three points for go the DSTance!”

“nice job!” square smiled at her, taking her place in the front.

square was going to throw the frisbee towards droplet, but it slipped out of his hand and went flying towards heptagon.

heptagon reached out to catch it when parallelogram pulled him away. “you don’t need to help me win right now!” parallelogram said.

it dropped down; heptagon had to throw it back to square.

“four points for go the DSTance!”

“like…” octagon began, “i feel warm inside. but heavy. i… i don’t know how to describe it.”

“well that’s the thing about loving people,” hexagon replied. “it’s so hard to describe that feeling.”

“what? who said anything about loving anyone?”

hexagon smiled.

square got a stronger grip on the frisbee now. he nodded to droplet, who jumped up, her wings carrying her further north. she successfully caught the frisbee as square threw it to her.

“five points for go the DSTance!”

the game continued on at a brisk pace – go the DSTance and nothing without pentagon were neck and neck, with the homeslices’ score massively impeded by parallelogram’s staunch desire not to win the challenge.

heptagon’s desperate attempts to stop him were in vain. he kept jumping for the frisbee, but parallelogram would either drag him away from it or hit it out of reach.

“ten points for nothing without pentagon!” oval announced as octagon caught the frisbee.

“and five minutes left in the challenge!” origin proclaimed.

octagon went to the front of the crowd and aimed for hexagon. “anyway, what does it even mean to love someone?”

“what do you think it means?” hexagon asked in response.

“i don’t know.” octagon threw the frisbee. “that’s why i’m asking you.”

hexagon jumped in front of droplet right after she jumped in front of her. droplet still caught the frisbee, though. “well, what does it mean to be friends with someone?”

droplet took octagon’s spot at the front and nodded to square, who then ran to the back of the crowd. she jumped really high and threw the frisbee over everyone’s head.

just as square was about to catch it, however, heptagon snagged the frisbee out of the air.

“what in primes’ name are you doing?” parallelogram cried.

“i’m doing the right thing,” heptagon replied and went to the front.

“two points for the homeslices,” oval said. “parallelogram, what is going on?”

as parallelogram was about to respond, origin interjected. “let’s get back to the game!” he now addressed oval. “i’m sorry, but it’d be best if you avoided interacting too much with the contestants right now.”

“why? don’t you do that all the time?”

“i do that outside of challenges. also, as you were once their teammate, it’s important that you don’t pay parallelogram and heptagon too much extra attention. you can be friends with contestants, absolutely – in fact i’d recommend that – but you don’t want that to affect your hosting abilities.”

“makes sense,” oval conceded. “i guess i’m just worried about them.”

“you can talk to them after the challenge if you’d like.”

“yeah, i think i will.”

heptagon stood with the frisbee, uncertain of what to do. i would throw the frisbee to parallelogram, but it’s not like he’d catch it. if anything, he’d help the other teams get a point instead. suddenly he had an idea.

instead of aiming for his teammate, heptagon flung the frisbee way off to the side, where it landed without being caught. square had to pick it up and throw it back.

“three points for the homeslices!”

“stop it, heptagon!” parallelogram protested. “why are you doing this?”

“well, why are you making us lose on purpose?” heptagon countered, catching the frisbee. he flung the frisbee again, this time far behind the crowd. again, it had to be picked up and thrown back to him.

“four points for the homeslices!”

heptagon flung it again. but this time… parallelogram caught it.

“so you can get eliminated!” parallelogram cried. “so you don’t have to go to the 3rd dimension!”

“five points for the homeslices!”

parallelogram went to the front and threw it directly to square. “i’m doing this for you, heptagon!”

“eleven points for go the DSTance!”

“one more minute…” origin proclaimed.

“but you’re hurting yourself!” heptagon cried. “what if you get eliminated instead?”

“of course i won’t!” parallelogram responded. “why on earth would the viewers vote for me and not you?”

“what viewers?” heptagon and origin exclaimed at once.

square threw the frisbee lightly, so it could fly to the front of the crowd; droplet popped up in front of octagon and caught it.

“twelve points for the go the DSTance…!”

“and that’s time! …didn’t i tell you all?” origin said. “möbius strip has already told me everything ahead of time.”

“everything?” parallelogram asked in disbelief. “even who’s gonna be eliminated?”

“on the first day he, um, told me the order of challenges and the order of elimination per team. when a team loses, he has me take the next contestant on that team’s list to the paradox. and the homeslices have lost, so, um, one of them will be eliminated tomorrow…”

everyone was standing still. droplet dropped the frisbee.

heptagon turned to parallelogram. “listen. if there were viewers, i would’ve been gone after the first day. oval didn’t deserve to be eliminated! i did!”

square paused, thinking about his brother.

“heptagon…” oval murmured.

“so i…” parallelogram said in a monotone voice, “i might be eliminated tomorrow.”

“that’s what i was trying to tell you!” heptagon cried. “i’m so sorry!”

holding octagon’s hand, hexagon looked up at origin and frowned. “hey, but this morning there were two teams up for elimination – us and go the DSTance. why did trapezoid get eliminated?”

“möbius told me when that happens to eliminate the contestant on the larger team,” origin replied.

“oh…”

“this is so messed up!” parallelogram cried. “how does möbius strip plan everything out like that in advance? how does he choose the order?”

“i don’t know…” origin answered.

“what even is this? what’s the point of this all if any of us could be eliminated at any moment for no reason?”

“i don’t–”

“stop saying ‘i don’t know’! shouldn’t you know? who even are you, anyway? and who’s möbius strip?”

oval put his hand on parallelogram’s shoulder. “it’s okay, parallelogram.”

“no, it isn’t! möbius wrenched me from my life for this stupid show, and now that i want to win i might get eliminated out of nowhere for absolutely no reason! it’s not okay, oval! it’s really not!”

“i–” heptagon stammered.

“don’t be sorry, heptagon! it’s not your fault… it’s möbius strip’s.”

octagon rubbed her arm. “when will he be back?”

“i don’t–” origin stopped himself. “i wish i could tell you all, but i’m not sure. he should’ve been able to come back already. i don’t know what he’s still doing in the 3rd dimension.”

“he doesn’t seem to care about us much at all…” square muttered. “he did seem to get a kick out of seeing us fight, didn’t he?”

and he did seem to want me to show that to the eliminated contestants, origin thought. what is möbius strip up to?

star had been silent this whole time. “there’s a chance i’ll be eliminated as well,” he said at length.

“but i thought you said you didn’t care about winning…” heptagon replied.

“i might’ve changed my mind. i don’t know. but it might be too late for me to find out…”

“i’m going to bed,” parallelogram stated. “if i wake up tomorrow morning and möbius strip is back i’m gonna kick him in the face. well, i would if he had a face, anyway…”

he was about to start walking when oval stopped him. “hey, parallelogram.”

“hey, oval. sorry for snapping at you back there.”

“don’t worry, it’s alright… look, i’m sorry about this whole mess. origin hasn’t told me who’s being eliminated tomorrow, but i really hope it isn’t you.”

parallelogram smiled sadly. “i’m afraid there’s nothing hope can do for me now. my fate is set in stone, after all…” he continued going towards his cabin, with his teammates behind him.

maybe it doesn’t have to be set in stone, oval thought.

droplet took off her wings. “hey, square! the wings really helped, didn’t they?”

“they sure did!” square exclaimed, giving her a high-five. “i’m glad we tried them out.”

“i’m glad you had the idea!”

“the wings were your idea. i just put it to good use.” he smiled.

octagon squeezed hexagon’s hand. “you kept asking me questions… so i never got to ask you. how are you doing?”

hexagon smiled. “thanks… well, i love trapezoid, so i really miss him… but you’re here. and that gets rid of some of the sadness, i think.”

octagon smiled back. “that’s what friends are for.”

…

the eliminated contestants had said goodbye to oval as he left to join origin as his co-host.

“wish me luck!” he had said.

later, the instant trapezoid entered the paradox, pentagon sped over to him.

“trapezoid!” she exclaimed. “i missed you so much!”

“i missed you too, snack stealer.”

“hey!” she chuckled.

“the challenge is on!” rectangle exclaimed. “c’mon everyone.”

everyone gathered around to watch the day’s challenge.

“droplet’s wings really do work,” rhombus mumbled. “i was a complete idiot.”

heart nudged them. “in all due respect, it was never about you being an idiot. it was about you b-being a… a jerk.”

they chuckled. “i suppose you’re right.”

triangle watched square apprehensively. “rectangle, why exactly did square join the race to the 3rd dimension?”

“well, he wanted to go to the 3rd dimension, just like you and me,” rectangle replied. “he rarely admits it, but he’s bored out of his mind here.”

“so why doesn’t he want to win anymore?” circle asked.

triangle sighed. “...he’s seen what the challenge does to people. either that’s turned him off from the prize altogether, or he’s just repressing any competitive spirit he still has. he doesn’t want to be like me…”

“and see how he’s helping droplet win, even though he doesn’t want to himself,” rectangle noted.

“and parry’s helping heptagon lose…” kite said to herself. “he clearly cares about him, which is great! but…”

“this isn’t gonna end well, is it?” rhombus noted wryly. “we all know there are no viewer votes. i bet he’ll be eliminated tomorrow.”

“but guys, we can’t keep focusing on the bad stuff,” trapezoid interjected. “yeah, parallelogram might be eliminated for it, but he’s friends with heptagon now! and he used to hate him!”

“that’s true…” kite conceded.

“and yeah, it sucks how square’s desire to win has up and vanished, but now he’s willing to put his feelings aside to help droplet!”

“and octagon smiled again,” pentagon said. “it’s been so long since she’s been happy!”

“right.”

“not to mention how m-much star has changed…” heart pointed out.

“you all have a point,” rhombus said, “but i can’t help but feel like everything’s orchestrated so we end up hating each other.”

“i mean, yeah, just look at the eliminations,” triangle piped up. “they’ve always been the most damaging possible blow to the teams they’ve targeted until, like, just recently.”

“every elimination so far except for triangle’s and trapezoid’s has fundamentally caused an element of a team’s structure to break – it’s almost as if möbius strip planned that from the start. they’ve all just caused resentment and guilt to bubble up and, y’know, make people destroy themselves over a stupid prize.”

“but it isn’t only the game!” circle countered. “we all have personal problems that are just coming to the surface now.”

rhombus sighed. “sure. but möbius strip is definitely doing something weird with the eliminations. and i don’t like it.”

trapezoid and pentagon moved away from the discussion.

“they’re talking to one another,” pentagon said. “octagon is talking to hexagon.”

“i know,” trapezoid replied. “and i’m proud of them.”

“this game hasn’t broken us yet!”

“and it certainly tried to… but we’re stronger than that!”

“yeah!” pentagon exclaimed. “get pent, möbius strip! we’re best friends forever.”

#story #object novel #osc #geometropolis #geometropolis: race to the 3rd dimension #grt3d

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