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bridgyrose · 4 months

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Any chance you have some Cin-Win dubcon in you?

(Yall have been warned: this is dubcon. Dont like, dont read. Dead dove, all those warnings that this is what you are going to get. If I get a call out for this drabble, I'll be disappointed in yall)

Winter’s breath hitched as she felt a claw from Cinder’s grimm hand trace around her neck, almost careful to not draw any blood. She sat quietly as she watched the fall maiden smile at her and pull her hand away. Just a few short hours ago, Cinder was trying to kill her. Now, she sat chained against a wall, unable to focus enough to use her semblance to summon anything to help her.

“You know you want this just as much as I do,” Cinder said as she turned away from Winter, her voice calm as she made her way to a table. “If you didnt, you would fight back more. Where are those grimm you like to summon? The glyphs you use to give yourself an advantage? You’re rested enough to use them, so why dont you?”

Winter grunted as she tried to free herself from the chains, only able to rattle them. Small glyphs started to form around her as she tried to summon her grimm, each glyph shattering before anything could form. “When I get out of here-”

“If you get out of here.” Cinder grabbed a collar from the table and grinned at Winter. “You still cant get out of those chains, can you? Why fight this when you know this is exactly what you want?”

“I want to be free!” Winter grunted as she pulled at the chains once more, wincing as she felt the cuffs on her wrists start to cut into her. She relaxed her arms, listening to the chains rattle once more as she put her arms to her sides. “What do you even want with me?”

Cinder gently put the collar around Winter’s neck, locking it. “Cant I just want you? You want me, dont you?”

Winter looked away, unable to answer Cinder without saying yes. She wanted Cinder dead, she wanted Cinder to pay for what she had done to Penny and to Atlas, for breaking her family apart. But she knew that was what Cinder wanted her to say. To say yes and give into whatever it was she wanted. “You have me, you can take the winter maiden powers, why do you need me anymore?”

“Because I want you.” Cinder smiled as she used her hand to make Winter look at her once more. “And now, you’re mine.”

Winter wanted to argue, but was quickly stopped as she felt Cinder press into a kiss with her. Her body trembled as it gave into it, pressing into her captor for a touch she never knew she craved. As Cinder broke the kiss, she felt herself wanting more, a blush crossing her cheeks as she tried to convince herself that she hated this. Her words still wouldnt leave her lips as she felt Cinder cut her clothes away, feeling the cool air on her skin.

“If you dont want this, all you have to do is tell me to stop. Yell at me, use a glyph to stop me, threaten me.”

Winter swore she could feel the collar start to tighten around her neck, keeping her from speaking as she tried to protest. But no matter how much she tried, she couldnt. She wasnt being forced into any of this, but she couldnt say no. She wanted to pull away as Cinder groped her, but only moans would escape her lips. Even the smokey taste of Cinder’s lips was intoxicating to her, and once she was able to speak, only a single word escaped her lips. “M-more.”

“More?”

Winter slowly nodded, holding back a moan from Cinder’s touch as she felt the woman strip away the last of her clothes, leaving her naked and wanting. Her legs rubbed against each other in anticipation of feeling Cinder again, her breath trembling as she felt her kiss her neck. “I… I need you.”

Cinder grinned and nipped at Winter’s neck. “Then you’ll be my pet with no turning back.”

Winter felt a shiver of pleasure run down her spine as she felt Cinder’s breath against her skin, her body continuing to betray her as she felt Cinder press into her. No longer was she thinking about trying to get away, all she wanted was the pleasure that she could get. A moan escaped her lips as Cinder pinched a nipple, biting her lip to try to stifle it.

“You know you dont need to fight this anymore,” Cinder said as she removed her own shorts, grinning as she freed her cock and pressed it against Winter’s stomach. “You’re my pet and I’ll take care of you.”

Winter felt her legs open, lust starting to build up inside of her as she panted as she stared down at Cinder’s cock. She licked her lips, almost begging to have a taste of it. For a brief moment, clarity came to her mind and all she wanted to do was yell at Cinder to go away. She created a glyph once more at her fingertips, gripping the talons of the nevermore she started to summon… feeling it all slip away the second Cinder’s cock entered into her.

Cinder grinned as she thrust into Winter, pressing against her. “There’s no need for any of that now, pet.”

Winter nodded as the glyph shattered just in reach of her, all will to fight leaving her as she started to fall into a fit of moans, back arching as she felt Cinder thrust into her over and over. Pangs of pleasure ran through her body as she started to move her hips in rhythm with Cinder, her fingers reaching for the source of her pleasure, straining against the chains that held her. Just as she felt herself start to get desperate to climax, she felt Cinder pull away and a small whine left her lips.

Cinder smiled as she stood up, bringing her cock to eye level with Winter, gently tapping the tip against her lips. “I know you want a taste.”

Winter slowly kissed the tip, succumbing to the feelings of lust that ran through her. Her body ached to feel Cinder inside of her again, her lips gently wrapping around the cock in front of her as she began to bob along it, taking inch after inch as she felt it twitch against her tongue.

Cinder slowly started to undo the cuffs around Winter’s wrists, smiling as she put a hand on the back of Winter’s head. “This is what you truly wanted, why I could never leave your mind. Always at the back of your thoughts, and now, now you’re mine.”

Winter swallowed as she felt Cinder cum down her throat, slowly pulling away and gagging at the taste. Every bit of this was wrong. She needed to defeat Cinder, needed to get revenge for what she did to her family, and yet, all she wanted was to be close to Cinder, addicted to the taste that she had gotten.

#rwby #cinder fall #winter schnee #cinwin #rwby snowfall #dubcon #dubious consent #nsft #dl;dr #dead dove fic #trans!cinder

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goatpaste · 2 years

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That "Joseph doesn't like being held to the Joestar name standard" thing made me think. AU where Joseph, age like 10 or something, runs away from home after being compared to Jonathan one too many times. Meets some funny friends (one with a stand and one without any powers and maybe a dog too) and commits Bizarre Adventure. Not sure what the plot would be? Also for some reason when I try to think of his friends my brain comes up with Emporio, kid Avdol but from the early 1900s lmao

i love this for likea number of reasons between like

avdol wouldnt be alive until joseph was in his twentys at least, so the idea of abdul just somehow being there is just a lil funny

also i KNOW josephs ass would suck at running away. 10 year old joseph would say he's running away, pack a bindle and sit on the curb down the street. the only way he would end up actually "running away" is when he finally gives up on sitting on that curb, starts to walk home but gets dragged into some bullshit

lastly, this reminded me of this fucking joseph post i made forever ago back when i had been under the assumption joseph grew up in new york

i do love the idea of a runaway teen joseph going under erinas maiden name, because he is tired of everyone knowing him and his grandfather and their name

whether its about being treated as some heros grandkid, or the brat from that rich family. and getting some stupid idea about making a name for himself that he doesnt need to lean on jonathans legacy to be his own person.

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attourney-at-lycan · 2 years

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garroth + zenix's dynamic makes me cry ugly gross tears

oops i rambled🐏 too much again have a penny 🪙 but yea thoughts because i feel like not much in s1 is really elaborated on zenix's side of their relationship and i just think theyre both verr neat + g = garroth and im just lazy

(#he sees vylad in zenix or projects vylads image onto him as well as zane #but in a way where hes like oh zenix ill show u how to shoot just let me help u #and hes like ok old dude how bout i show u how to get some bitches #commits arson and lyerally breaks his heart and whatever self worth he had left over and had built for himsef in pdh pre aph #like the image of and him fighting but he's screaming at g. to give in and fight for his life but at this point garroth is just broken and (this isn't canon just a thought) after g. had landed a real bad blow on zenix (deep enough that he needed to retreat to regen sk style ) and garroth still reaches out for him helmet slashed and torn so u can see blood dripping from his wounds but like his eye is clearly visible and like instead of running back to pd he just stands and zenix stops just out of line of his sight where he could've just gone but takes this chance to tie a necklace that g got them both to signify their mentorship / relationship arround his arrow and lets it off straight into g's chest #he stood there and took it falling backwards slow mo style and zenix disapperaed into the forest

I JUST WOKE UP I WILL GO REPLY TO TOHER STUFF IN A BIT

but oh my god. OH MY GOD. YOU

your mind. YOUR MIND

“he sees vylad in zenix or project vylad onto him as well as zane” THIS IS IM LITRLY INSANE RN? this concept is so good its sooo fitting- garroth “knows” he’s a coward and feels like shit probably for doing this but he can’t help it?

garroth, i feel like, feels so responsible abt everything, maybe call it older child syndrome that he feels responsible and that everything that went wrong with his siblings is all his fault. that maybe if he spent more time with zane or maybe if he hadn’t left vylad would’ve still been here. these thoughts just keep bothering him and then zenix comes in. he’s a younger man who needs help, who needs him. i have no idea where this point is going BUT I LOVE THAT SO MUCH.

zenix teaching garroth how to get maidens so canon fr pls. “cmon old man we’re gna hook u up w/ molly” “is she not she dating dale?” “…okay, and?”

AND OUUUUBTHE LAST PART :wailing: THEBFIGHT OUUUU THE FIGHT MY HEART MY MIND YOUR MIND UR SO BIG BRAIN- garroth being so broken and barely fighting during this break my headt into so many puzzle pieces— and zenix… oh my god zenix. my hc (or in my rewrite at least) is that zenix doesn’t want to do this but has to bc he has to become a shadow knight- so him fighting garroth he doesnt want garroth to at least go down without a fight but at the end, realizes he doesn’t want to hence running away with a finaly flourish. AND YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT ZENIX DOESNT CARE BC LITERALLY TO BECOME A KNIGHT YOU HAVE TO KILL SOMEONE YOU ARE CLOSE TO- bc why else would zenix kill him.

the slashed fucking the fucking fuckingggggg the helmet part and then reaching out plssss- garroth is just so shocked and tired bc he thought for once they were doing a good thing, they had a good thing, he had the relationship with this kid that he never had with his brothers and to see him turn against him. he once again feels like he did something wrong. i wouldnt even be shocked if as they were fighting garroth would just beg, wanting to know what he did wrong, so that he could fix things. he doesn’t wna lose someone again

ANYWAY UR BRAIN ISBSO AHDIAISVAG THIS WAS SO GOOD THIS INDUCED MY GARROTH AND ZENIX BRAINROT

#aphmau #minecraft diaries #mcd garroth #mcd zenix #garroth ro'meave #aphmau minecraft diaries

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chaoticnerdsstuff · 1 year

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What if after Vi left Jinx instead of being found by Silco Jinx gets found by Gomez and Morticia and gets raised as an Addams? Like she would still relatively be Jinx cuz they wouldnt force their lifestyle onto her and I like the name Jinx Addams

YES YESSSS YES FUCK YES.

I'm writing this on my phone so like sorry if it seems weird lmfao-

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Powder couldn't do anything but cry as her sister turned her back on her and left. She should've done run to her and beg for her forgiveness. But she couldn’t- no matter how hard she tried her body wouldn't listen as it stayed on the floor and simply watched the corpse of the man who brought her up. She couldn’t look away. Not as his blood infused with shimmer leaked out of his transformed body. Not when her nails clawed deep in her arms enough to draw blood seeming the only thing she could fe. Not even the soreness of her throat as she plead for someone. Anyone. To come back. She's right. I've jinxed it now. I'm alone.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid-

"You." A voice. Not Vi's.

Powder was quick to turn her head even with her eyes brimming with tears she focused on a girl about her age look at her without any pity but simple interest.

"W-Whaddya want from me?" She hoarsed out. Her throat felt as it her from flames from the screaming she unleashed minutes prior.

"I've witnessed the mass destruction you caused." The girl in braids said, in awe?

Powder sniffled and rolled her eyes." And? What?You're gonna snitch on me?"

The girl who got closer shook her head. Walking closer with no signs that she was jinx and stared at the corpse of her Father with interest. By her quirk of the eyebrow she seemed self accomplished.

"Of course not. I've haven't seen such a show in so long. I've heard rumors of Silco's return but you seemed to just take the show for yourself.... that's impressive." The girl complimented with a dry tone.

"I was trying to help!"

"And you did dummy. You killed Vander, ending what would become another war in Zaun. You shouldn't be crying, you should be happy."

"Y-You don't seem happy." Powder said helplessly, not knowing what to feel.

The girl turned her head immediately to her almost in offense making powder tense up. Her brown eyes shined with a light that Powder couldn't decipher

"Yes I've been told that. But believe me, I'm in awe. What is your name?"

"Jinx. "Powder.

"No maiden Name? Excellent you'll make a worthy Addams. Follow me, Jinx"

"You're an Addams!?"

"Wednesday Addams, but yes."

#Wednesday Addams #Jinx #Powder jinx #Arcane x Wednesday

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ikusayu-no-hana · 2 years

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kiden!! act i

first off. I watched kiden with the most kasen-biased lens, and even after like 6ish rewatches there are things I might have missed out. second, this is long. hehe. so that's a much needed disclaimer before I unload everything I've been thinking of for the past few weeks.

ofc......this is an abandoned timeline. even so, the only flowers that bloom are those near gracia.

Kokin’s shriek thank you very very very much

they skip half of the plotline of iden and straight away make it clear that everyone knows who the touken danshi are . and the fact that they know they are living in an abandoned timeline. no existential conflicts here?

takayama ukon, I think, as far as I can remember, is the first sute human ive seen that justifies not killing the touken danshi on the basis that they have the same hearts as humans, and are not mere objects. He’s so emptathetic towards them it almost makes me uncomfortable bc well….we know whats going to happen in the end .

jizou running away with gracia is the softest portrayal of a touken danshi denying his duty we’ve ever seen. maybe its the hand holding, treating gracia like she’s fragile.

Urghrjdnf I know it’s a world that came into existence from gracia’s wish but hearing don francisco say “what if we let her be free?” leaves a bad bad taste in my mouth. Sure it may be what she wanted but does she anymore? Isn’t she already supposed to be free in this new world? But then again, would her happiness ultimately lie in her husband living like a depraved madman…..? debatable.

i feel terrible for the honmaru that lost their daisanbutai...all six swords broken in one investigation....*logs in to my honmaru to poke all six of them to make sure theyre ok*

Kokin’s message…

Always always alwaysssssss mouthing the opening dialogue…fuck ive been waiting to hear it in kasens voice forever and ever.

why is kasen so beautiful. like. they really set his wig and did his makeup to make him look divine, like one of those sad noh maidens (thoughts on the op here)

(A bit of an aside, but I find it funny how some of them still have flower petals on their costumes www. Chougi looking fully serious while having a petal lodged in his cape as if just seconds earlier he wasnt dancing. and shishiou scattering petals in his wake as he runs.)

SITTING AROUND A FIRE HOW CUTE. i forgot that this scene in almost its entirety was also in kahakugeki, because this time it’s a completely different setting and theyre doing something other than walking. this feels more lively :)

they discuss a little poetry! specifically the poem kokindenjunotachi recites in the incoming call. kidengumi poetry discussion session in full swing! i still am surprised to find out shishiou also liked poetry bc his former master was an accomplished poet, and also that chougi and nikkari are well-read in old literature. I wonder if that was their own acquired knowledge or from kasen's influence.

feels like everyone has an appreciation (or at least, an understanding) of the arts that kasen likes ("please group me with people who understand elegance").

kasen voice: in most cases the 'uta' you're talking about is not the 'uta' I'm familiar with! (he mustve heard a lot of kotegiri's songs already.)

kikkou truly must be a good cook if kasen is relishing the food he made........mmmm watching them made me a little hungry ngl

who's the sender of the message??? does kasen know????

"well I do have a feeling of who it might be–"

"one of your old friends, perhaps?"

I love how kasen and nikkari have this exchange between them, where nikkari consistently sees right through kasen and his discomfort and frankly cuts right to the point. nikkari’s role here is to act as a foil of sorts to kasen.

I feel like. kotegiri and shishiou bring the much needed light-heartedness to this unit. tsurumaru, koga, mutsu and horikawa did that in iden but in kiden we’ve got like. more somber characters havent we. like seriously in any other setting I wouldnt imagine characters like kasen and nikkari doing an enthusiastic group shout . (kikkou looks at chougi bc hes the only one not doing it lol. and i think nikkari also gestures to chougi to go along w it

so the farmers mention that katō kiyomasa was defeated and bc of that the christians made kumamoto-jo their hideout. looked him up and....this guy was absolutely brutal towards them....stabbing pregnant christian women and cutting off their children's heads. making kumamoto castle a christian place feels like the ultimate fuck you to kato kiyomasa.

seeing kasen give out instructions feels so..........and everyone looking at him. thats his unit. thats his daisanbutai. thats their captain. and hes such a trustworthy captain <3

the reason why nikkari’s so set on poking kasen about his ‘mukashinajimi’ is definitely bc kasen is mysteriously reluctant about to bring it up (shinpaishite iru yo). in kahakugeki kasen begins to say kokindenjunotachi’s name in the first scene when nikkari cuts in and i wish theyd have kept that little bit in kiden. i think kasen......definitely didnt want to face his past. ive said enough abt that in well...a lot of posts. but also, i think he was also a little fearfulof what meeting old friends would mean. itd be too many coincidences, wouldnt it

it just occurred to me that tadaoki, most definitely, like in giden, thought kasen was a geisha just standing in the middle of his way. just like that. thats why hes like ???????????

oh man. kasen. it mustve fucked him up to see tadaoki like that. i feel like having watched kahakugeki took a little shock out of it bc we all expected it, but it really mustve been a massive shocker and eye opener to kasen to see what a fully christian country entailed. (if gracias wish hadnt come true tadaoki wouldnt have to suffer like this would he...? but then neither wouldve been able to make the other happy if their repsective wishes came true) its jarring to see your father, who was once full of pride and one of the wealthiest lords in the country, fall to the bottom of the barrel.

obsessed with the way kasen shows his nervous tics: tucking his hair, tapping his sword, flourishing his cape. kuma does it all so naturally.

???? chougi smile out of nowhere???? i think he only did that in daisenshuuraku stream bc in 4/3 stream he didnt much smile at kikkou kjsndv thank you for that though

chougi and kikkou r literally . team rocket but more cunning and scheming. its like theyve already had experience in reconnaissance together.

if im not wrong kikkou says “even though it’s god’s country, there’s no equality among its citizens” yes king thats been the problem w christian kingdoms throughout history! *cough* europe *cough*

"bluffing is also a weapon of war" go kikkou go!!!!!!!!

i wouldnt want them as enemies ever theyre genuinely terrifyingly good at drawing out information. but also theyre just bluffing it as they go huh lol

still, its impressive they came up with all that on the spot.

DEATH BY KIKKOUS WHISTLE

jk rowling wishes she couldve made draco malfunction as sexy and ruthless as chougi

MAN THEYRE SO ANNOYING D SJKNDV everyone whispering "hidari! hidari!!!!!!" but he still gets slapped. imagine ur just here to protect ur religious country and these meddling touken danshi LIE to ur face and give u weird riddles to solve and u still get clocked while the other guy is having the time of his life whistling at ur misfortune. and the blue cape guy tops it off with “i have utmost respect for ur guys’ devotion to ur faith :)”

theyre so good. chemistry is out of this world. digging my grave as i speak

“where is she?!?!?!?!?” *stomach suddenly starts rumbling* sorry i know its like. a plot point to get tadaoki to where shishiou and kotegiri at the eatery but i couldnt stop laughing

i think its safe to say kiden part i is more of a comedy to a certain extent. to a certain extent only though.

kotegiri is so earnest and it feels like shishiou is his elder brother.

they finally got to sit at the same table T-T

i really like how the three sets of touken danshi move to different places to gather intel; kasen + nikkari going to the crowds near the castle to observe them (i loved the bgm here), chougi + kikkou slyly making their way to the church, shishiou + kote going to a restaurant. it feels characteristic to each of them.

that one guy inthe background doing a double take @ nue

shishiou talks to kogarasumaru a lot for a guy who claims to not like being treated like a kid hmmmmmmm admit u like being spoiled like the rest of us

also i wonder if shishiou simply didnt ask kogarasumaru for an explanation or if kogarasumaru didnt go into too many details or if shishiou simply forgot about what the former meant by a ‘troublesome’ mission. he may be a himbo

nveeeveerrrrrr getting tired of shishious koga impression. ever

and his smile while talking about his jicchan....... :D

shishious the kind of friend that has No Shame and No Reluctance to be full on weird in public settings and honestly good for him ! (kotegiri nodding to the other people in the restaurant wwww like yeah excuse us, im sorry)

shishiou knows archery confirmed.

he’s the first one to sense that the ‘humans’ arent actually humans. its his innate sense isnt it? he’s more knowledgeable than he lets everyone else in on.

i love how theyre all told gracia was taken by a touken danshi but they dont suspect the other members

honestly i dont want to delve too much into the historical figures bc that would make this post longer than i think its goign to turn out :(

kotegiri’s wavering confusion at the sight of tadaoki........i love how touken danshi retain their former master’s bonds and feelings toward the people in their lives. in a rudimentary sort of way kote must have felt like he was looking at his father.

well. can you really blame tadaoki for wanting to kill gracia? actually no this isnt really a story about who bears the blame. if you try to search for moral validity in this play youre going to spend eternity here. its simply a story about desire. in kidens case, gracia gaining something meant making tadaoki lose something, namely his wealth, title, lands, perhaps even sanity. and because of that he hates her. but because of his memories he also loves her. and thats the central conflict of his character.

like ive always thought: in tkrb there is rarely black and white morality, what they define as ‘good’ or ‘bad’ depends upon whether they can carry out their orders and protect history, and thats also apparent in a few later scenes. its the fact that the swords are drawn from so many different stories (+ also the fact that modern morality has no business being applied to the people of yore. also re: the oda swords’ different views on oda nobunaga. hasebe hates the way he did things, but yagen thinks it was fitting for a man of that period) ok ive derailed enough lets go back to the play !

ofc kote follows after tadaoki,,,,,,,,

right before meeting him, a strong wind blows over kasen and nikkari . personally i think that “wind” that notoriously blows in some scenes is a sort of euphemism for kokindenjunotachi -> in the keichou kumamoto chousa in the game he tells us to call him kaze at first. ofc, this is just a speculation but it ties in with later scenes too so bear w me

i love how kokin straight up lies to them ‘i called you so we could recite poems’ kasen is right to see through his bullshit jkdsnvjk. still, i think kokin was sly to have waited until he was sure they were trustworthy and strong enough to handle the mission to formally tell them the details of what happened.

this little exchange between kokin and kasen is my favourite bc it says a lot without many words. its almost like a fight between siblings but not exactly, kokin has this emotional distance that kasen cant get through to. id liken it more to a father-and-son thing. the son never being able to understand his father is such a famous trope isnt it? thats whats happening here. kokin’s got something up his sleeve and kasen is dissatisfied bc he cant guess what it is and why kokin’s keeping it from them.

>ikuzo, aoe. ah, yarou! killed me x2. two of my favourite swords interactignrgksndfjnvdfjnvkjnsd

this bgm slaps

low-level kokin ganbatte

NITOU KAIGAN LETS GOOOOO

ahhh canon that nikkari and kasen spar a lot!!

man kasen is so sarcastic . ‘have you lost your poetic spirit?’ bestie chill he’s doing his best at the level he’s on

NOW kokin trusts them after they rescue him. he suddenly goes all serious and then says those words like theyre coming from his heart.......in this investigation, he specifically asked for kasen didnt he? it wasnt like iden where hizen called for all competent touken danshi. i suppose that was part of his plan as well, to strengthen kasen (we dont get to know if like in iden, the saniwa deliberately also wanted kasen to grow. its simply not mentioned but the mission pays off doesnt it?). what a roundabout way to do it tho. though, kasen wouldve been petulant if he Knew what this investigation was meant to entail right from the start. thats why kokin couldnt fully go into the details right away.

:(((((((((((((((((((((((((((( gracia...........

‘why did that man order my death?’ god this reminds me of musou’s dainibutai’s chapter where kasen just. randomly asks ‘do you think tadaoki wanted gracia......dead?’ its so out of character bc he’s being vulnerable for the first time since the mission, and namazuo tells him ‘it doesnt matter how it happened, if someone precious dies, anyone’d be sad’ (paraphrased from the jp game i didnt play the en version dont tell me im wrong vdbjsndvkjdsfnvkj)

haraiso.......inferno.........they’ve read their dante alighieri

as far as i can make out the touken danshi that perished were......kashuu, yagen, ichigo, nihongou, horikawa, and izumi

AHHHHHHHHHHH jizou’s internal conflict AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

‘just like me, you’re also taken captive’ ah it strikes again, the fixed and unflexible nature of the touken danshi’s duty that is the root cause of all pain in tkrb.

this is so funny and cute awwwwwww. its so hard for jizou to comprehend human relationships. its easy to understand at a superficial level, but hard once you actually are a human. and thats what’s happening here: jizou is getting humanized.

oh jizous so cuteeeeeee

yeeeeee the table scene !!!!!!

i came to the stunning realization that this scene references the scene of The Last Supper. but ofc.......there are supposed to be 13 people in the painting, but ukon and yukinaga and gracia aren’t there. i initially thought gracia would be representative of jesus, but she’s betrayed them and run away right? jesus is the one that stayed and was killed. with that logic, it’s otomo sourin that’s symbolic of jesus since......well........he gets betrayed in the end. this is a table of traitors.

so i looked up what seisan meant and

oh my god it IS EXACTLY THE LAST SUPPER TOUSUTE DID IT DELIBERATELYYYYYYYY

ahhh i really love the proverb kikkou uses here: 郷にっては郷にしたがえ . i didnt get it immediately at first but i did get a sense of it being similar to ‘when in rome, do as the romans do.’ i love this kikkou’s characterization so much

otomo sourin feels like their babysitter rip

theyre so pretty I loved the set-up of this scene

this scene is significant in so many ways 1) we dont have enough scenes in tkrb where touken danshi are subtly given the position of unbending, ruthless, unnegotiable villains. 2) it reiterates what we already know: that protecting history is a touken danshi’s instinct. 3) it makes a distinction between the concepts of ‘instinct’ and ‘justice’ 4) kikkou likes to wave at people 5) chougi is the more passionate one, kikkou the cooler, level-headed one.

yoshitaka says that no one is in the wrong. hmmm

kotegiri’s face as tadaoki is denouncing tama 😭😭😭😭😭😭

shishiou talking aboutkasen😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

even though he’s a government sword, kokin displays so much human emotion, wanting to save jizou even after they parted ways. it reminds me of kasen when he’s with sayo orz

kasen has this air of resignation as he recites the origin of his name. i feel like shaking him and saying NOOOOOOO cant you see nobody thinks those 36 dead people were your fault?? youre respected and loved just as you are!

‘kasen kanesada, will you kill gracia? you, who was tadaoki’s sword, will you kill the person he loved?’ crying screaming throwing up ripping my curtains apart smashing thw windows tearing out all the pages from my books this line isso bonkers insane . and kokin using kasens full name too

holy fuck kasen has so much of an internal crisis about it its insane.

ofc kokin smiles bc he also Knows that.

ofc kasen bites back w his own questions. thats just how those two are . its like they view human emotions as a sort of weakness, that kasen is inherently weak for not feeling completely sure about killing her, and that kokin is weak and denying his purpose as a touken danshi for wanting to save jizou.

>scene ending with kokin alone, talking to no one in particular (or is he?) wondering if he’s naïve.

>next scene starting with jizou saying ‘kaze ka?’ you see the connection?? The heavenly wind and kokin???? The hecking amatsukaze???????????

God. Isn’t it ironic how jizou prays to his god so that he can preserve gracia’s connection to her god? (note: in kahakugeki he only used one hand for this line, in kiden he uses both)

Hmmm aren’t flowers ephemeral and fragile? I understand where jizou’s coming from, heck my guess for what he’d call her was also a flower, and why kokin calls her a blossom of the Hosokawa, but I cant help but wonder if that’s a way to simply emphasize her weakness and inability to live as she liked, having her life mostly dictated by the men around her. Tadaoki’s the only one who calls her a snake, capable of biting back. The same snake that threw humanity into sin. Ironically enough it’s the person who loved/hated her that could understand her. But then again, its tadaoki’s heart inside jizou that’s also calling her a flower. Honestly she can (and does) symbolize both.

Having no home to return to must hurt…….

Im so happy they can finally fight with real enemies instead of like last time ><

The reason im so glad they paired up Kasen and Nikkari is bc both of them are haunted by the sin of what they killed, and seeing them get along so well, like they know each others intricacies, what the other is thinking, its like a genuine bond.

Ok and now one of the most emotionally charged scenes ever………..

hmmm how to put this simply. it’d be easy to leave it as simply ‘straight married couple argument’ but it begs a more deeper nuance than that. lets see. gracia and tadaoki meet for the first time in what is probably, a long time. all this time tadaoki was so worked about hating her and wanting to kill her and yet his first instinct is to let out all his pent up feelings and.....cling to her........ ‘why did we become this way?’ ..........even though they loved each other and were married for over 20 years, held on even through akechi mitsuhide’s betrayal, tama’s conversion. ….how were they reduced to this? Its precisely because of that bond that gracia asked him to kill her, and precisely because of that bond that tadaoki couldn’t. its so so simple to say what we want to do but when the reality of the situation catches up, can we really stay the same?

and tadaoki’s last words to her were literally ‘my snake’

oughoughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhOUCH rip

and thats her breaking point. shes literally driven to hysterics. and she didnt want to ascertain tadaoki’s heart....she simply wanted to be forgiven (the reasons that cut the deepest are the most simplest ones) for the sin of hating the person she loved.

but,,,,,,,as much as i loved thisscene, as much as i couldnt bear to watch it in consequent rewatches,,,,,this gracia isnt the real gracia.....she just isnt. the humans in altered timelines never are.

‘let’s go, aneue’ ‘where?’ ‘anywhere. maybe even to hell’ <- wtf twfffffffffsdjnfffffffffffffffffff jizou said GOODBYE TO KARMA AND MORALITY I’D FOLLOW MY BELOVED ANYWHERE

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭tadadsifkofjkasensdnfkasjfnkjnsakjfnajnfajsnjcksanfwehfiuhwenudnjfuwfnzsexdrctfvgybhnjkmgbhjnk YOURE GOING TO DIE IN YOUR BEST FRIEND’S ARMS AND YOU PLAY ALONG BECAUSE ITS WRITTEN DOWN YOUVE MEMORIZED IT ITS ALL YOU KNOW 😭😭😭😭😭😭

tadaoki’s honshin was that he didnt want to kill gracia and jizou and kasen inherited that same heart are you listening!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!111!1111!!!!!!!!!!!!

it physically hurts to see kasen so very nearly crying . its like everytime he meets tadaoki he’s left perplexed and dissatisfied and so so upset and he doesnt know what to do with all these feelings

ending with all the revisionists so far......ito, ryoma, takeuchi, toyou, those two from tenden/muden, the black armour, oboro manba.......kuroda kanbei.......who’s absolutely digging that long hair............

#watch the act ii post become even longer than this #tousute #kiden ikusayu no adabana #revisiting this like no this is not even 25% of my thoughts . i have more each day these are jusf the base

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jyfrnd · 3 years

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rymin masquerade/ballroom/prince au my beloved <3

#min would be the prince of some country #and hed have to be married so his country would host a ball (or smthing like that)#and ryan...god im SO tempted to make him an assassin #or a theif?#like he gets sent in to the ball by whatever organization hes a part of to steal the familes riches #(he ends up taking silverware JDJFJF)#but yeah. he dresses up as a 'fair maiden'#which i think he wouldnt mind bc he likes to fuck w/ gender stuff #(and honestly? i think hed pass pretty well. he has long hair and a 'slim figure' after all)#and hed end up dancing w/ min somehow (maybe min freaks out bc of all the girls approaching him and. ryan just straight up whisks him away)#djdjdjdjdj #but yeah i think either 1) the two would end up talking outside #and ryan would take off his mask at the end (flustering/surprising min)#but !! they would become friends (n eventually fall in love bc....gay djdjdjjfjf)#or 2) min would choose like a group of 'girls' he wanted to continue seeing and eventually hed end up w/ ryan #either ver. would end up with them running away though i think.#or with ryan moving into the castle at least #sskkdkfk WOW this got long #but yeah. rymin brainrot real #finn.txt #rymin

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kaz11283 · 3 years

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46. “I’m in love…shit” with Loki. If you are still wanting requests. No pressure your stuff is amazing!

46) I'm In Love....Shit

I think I'm in Love

Summary: you and Loki spend some time together, later while talking to Thor in their mothers garden Loki comes to realize that he is absolutly in love with you.

Announcement: I havent been very with it these past few days and I feel like I have been slacking in a way. I have been so busy that by the time I finally get home and I am able to relax a pass out because I am so tired. I am trying to get better at this though and I am trykng ro work out a schedule for Fire and Ice maybe set a day of the week for that and just do requests durimg the rest of the week. I love you all and thank you so much for the love that you guys give me!!! 💚💚💚💚

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"Darling! It was absolutly hilarious." Loki laughted looking down at you.

"It was not and you know that very well Loki!" You said reaching up pulling a twig from your hair. You and Loki had decided to go out and ride since it was a pretty spring day and there was nothing else to do.

"Come here and let me help you." He pulled you to a stop so that he could help pull leaves and twigs from your hair. "You should have held on tighter." He smiled pulling the last of it from yojr hair.

"You should mot have slapped her tonmake her run off, Mr. Mischief." You said playfully smacking him on the arm.

"Watch yourself my dove." He warned stalking over to you.

"Oh what are you going to do about it Mr. Trickster?" You laughed pulling up you dress so you could take a few steps back. "This whole prowling thing doesnt intimidate me like it does your other fair maidens." You laughed loudly. He stopped and stared at you.

"My Lady y/n for you to think there are other besides you I would rather spend my time with." He placed a hand on his heart. "Why, you are absolutly right." He took off after you while you squealed with delight and ran away.

You ran from him up one of the paths that lead between the orchard and the castle walls. There were hidding spots all through there were the two of you use to hid when you were younger, the tall bushes being the perfect hidding spot to keep out of view from him. As you two chased and played you didnt realize there were two others observing.

Thor and Frigga warches from the balcony of her quarters as the sounds of screaming and laughing rose to them.

"How long do you think it will take for them to realize how in love they truly are?" Thor turned to his mother.

"Son, they have been doing this same song and dance now since before they were teenagers. Sometimes it takes a while for somethingblike that to become obvious." She answered leaning onto the rail.

"It is very obvious to others." Thor was happy that Loki had you but he knew that his brother wanted more he could tell by the way his eyes would light up when you were around.

"Though it is obvious to us it may not be as obvious to them. They are simply best friends that spend every hour of every day together." She sighed. She had taken you in and had let you start training with the other ladies working on how to be a princess.

"I dont understand allmother why I should start these. I am not fit to be a princess." You stated after your first class.

"But one day you will be. You may even rule over the kingdom." She said with a knowing smile.

"Thor, call for your brother please, it is time to start preparing for the banquet tonight." She placed her hand on his shoulder and gave a final look down to the garden where you and Loki where laughing loudly after he had caught you.

"Yes mother." Thor walked off.

"Loki! Mother wanted to let you know its time to start gettkng ready for tonight." Thor yelled through the garden trying to find the two of you.

"Ah, Lady Y/N, will You be joining the festivities tonight?" Thor bowed to you.

"Yes, I do hope you save a dance for me, will you Thor?" I asked smiling up at the blonde prince.

"As long as Loki doesn't stab me for it, I would love nothing more Lady Y/n." He took your hand and kissed the top of it.

"I shall see you both later." You curtsied and walked away.

"Brother," Thor smiled placing a hand on his brothers shoulder. "Does my eyes deceive me or could you possibly have a crush on Lady y/n?"

Loki moaned looking at Thor. "For the thousandth time, I do not have a crush on her. She is my best friend, someone I can talk to. Vent to when everything in the castle is just to much."

"Then I guess it would not bother you to bad to know that Fandral has asked if she would be attending tonight." This caused Loki to stumble slightly. "Said that if she wasnt escourted by anyone he could possibly have a chance to 'get to know her tonight'."

"Y/n wouldnt give that oaf the time of day much less attend anything with him. She has more class than that i dare say." Loki rolled his eyes.

"Well he hasnt asked her yet. Saod he figured he would wait till tonight and just meet her there. Said he couldnt wait to see just how pretty she looked." Thor gave Loki a sode ways glance and smirked.

"She can do so much better than him. She has better taste in book, though I doubt that he can even read," he tutted, "more grace, she is a wonderful listener, and he cant even dance that well." Loki stopped in front of his chamber doors.

"Loki, is that jealousy that i am sensing from you?" Thor raised an eye brow.

"By Norns, no Thor. It is not. I simply worry that she will be stuck with him the rest of the night and not be able to get away from him." He opened his door and walked inside his room. His heart was pounding, he did feel jealous. He was jealous that the time he would normally be spending with you would be spent with someone else. The only smart thing for him to do was to get ready and meet you.at your quarters so that he could escort you there and keep Fandral away from you. Of course time wouldnt work in his favor that night.

When you had arrived at your chambers you noticed a box with a note on top of it with Thors messy handwriting.

Lady y/n, I decided to take the liberty and pick out a simple dress for you for tonight. Though I realize that you must already have one but when I had seen this one I knew that i had to get it for you. I know the one you chose must be just as beautiful as you are i would greatfully appreciate it if youncould wear this one.

You rolled your eyes at thw thought of Thor picking out a dress for you, red and gold, he is by no means quarting you butnhe would do that type of thing just to get under Loki s skin.

When you opened the box the first thing you noticed was a beautiful golden chain that you assumed would go around your head, with an emerald that would sit lightly between your eyes. You removed more of the paper and noticed the dark green hues from the dress, when you pulled it from the box you noticed that the skirt hit midthight and the sleeves had cuts in them the material hanging from your shoulders to the ground. Next to the box was yet another note feom Thor.

Just go with it and lets see how you like it, the matching shoes are shoved under your bed. Dont worry thank me later by dancing with me.

You could see his face in your mind, picture him winking at you. You would surly kill him for this, or at least step on his feet.

After you finished pulling your hair half up and half down with a few braids falling from the side and finished your makeup you took a deep breath and stepped out of the door. You didnt understand why you were nervous but you were, its wasnt like you had never wore green before but this time it was different, this time there was nothing but green. It looked as if you were trying to say something.

You had always liked Loki, you has been friends since you were kids. Loki was your best friend, he was kind, caring, giving, compassionate in things that he truly cared about. You could talk to him about anything and he would listen, what you loved more than anything isnthat when he was with you all of his guards were down, you were the only one that got to see that side of him. You knew in your head though that he would see it as a compliment from his best friend as he sanced the night away with numerous other girls vying for his attention.

"You look....lovely?" Fendrel glanced at you as you walked into the dinning hall. "Might I be lucky to have a dance before you are snagged away by one of the princes?"

"Of course you may." You smiled holding your hand out to him. "You have always been a good lead Fandrel."

He took you spinning you onto the dance floor were some couples parted to make room for the two of you. He placed his hand on your lower back and pulled you closer to him. "You are quite a beautiful woman Lady Y/n, any man is lucky to be able to spin you around the floor." You blushed looking away from him, as you scaned the room you noticed Thor and Loki quietly talking to themselves. Loki looked handsome in his royal outfit, black and gold elegantly intertwining woth each other causing the emerald green to pop and to being ojt his eyes.

"Honestly brother, if she had planned on coming with him why did she have to wear my color? She knows by now what that stated." Loki rolled his eyes looking back to you and Fandral twirling around the dance floor.

"Maybe she didnt think much about it. You do realize that it is simply a color? There are many others here wearing it also." Thor said grabbing two glasses of wine and handing one to Loki.

"You truly are an idiot if you that she just so happened to pick out something like that, that just so happened to be my color. She wanted to make a statement." He handed his glass back to Thor and walked down the few steps leading to where you were dancing not noticing the small smile on Thors face.

"You know you are just as mischievous as your brother." Frigga came to stand beside him causing him to jump.

"Mother, I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Of course you dont son, just be careful, you could possibly be playong with fire on this one. Once they find out it was you setting this all up there no telling what they might do." Thors face dropped at the thought of the two of you teaming up aginst him.

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ANNOUNCEMENT: OK Annon, I havent put the "I think I'm in love" prompt in this one because in all honesty this one I got carried away on and it was getting so long! I am making a part 2 and will add the link in once I am finished with it, i may actually have time today or tonight to start on it. Thank you so so much for the request and I love that it actually took me away and I didnt even realize how much I had wrote until I looked at it this morning! Keep an eye out for part 2 coming soon!!!

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diavolosthots · 4 years

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Oh hello fair scrib could a peasant such as I trouble you for a sfw alphabet for Levi? 😶👉👈

Yes my love you may 😌 thou are not a peasant but rather the fairest maiden of them all.

LEVIATHAN SFW ALPHABET

Argument: Do they argue? How bad does it get?

Oh yes lol. He just cant help himself and does start a lot of arguments which are mainly born out of his own insecurities. He has raised his voice and almost went physical but caught himself just in time. He just needs some time to cool off and will apologize.

Babies: fur baby, scaly baby, or no baby?

Scaly babies all the way! Whether that be filling up his aquarium even more or getting another snake, but definitely some other scaly baby.

Cocktails: are they extroverted? Introverted? Both? With their s/o?

Lol he's an introvert and we all know it. Same with a s/o; you barely get him out of his room let alone his shell.

Dance: would they encourage their s/o to join become "sinful" so they could stay in hell/the devildom? How would they take it if they did?

Oh definitely. Hes not gonna let you go now that he found you! He'll try anything to convince you to stay with him and much like Mammon, might ~accidentally~ make you sin to ensure your stay.

Exit: Do they like to travel? Where would they want to go?

Eh he has a few places he wants to go (aka Japan and maybe Indonesia) but other than that hes content with being home. You can convince him with a lot of pleading to go though.

Food: what's their favorite date with their s/o?

He likes it when his s/o drags him out of the House of Lamentation and makes him go shopping or go eat somewhere. He won't admit that though.

Grease: what's something special they made for their s/o?

He didnt make it, but he bought it for them; he got them a body pillow of their favorite anime character/celebrity crush. As much as hed rather be the one being held, he just likes the content look on their face when they hold it.

Honesty: would they ever hide something from their s/o?

His ~feelings~ because ew whats that. His centuries of locking himself in his room and avoiding any and all social interactions have caught up to him because now he doesnt know how to healthily communicate.

Independence: what type of lover are they? Clingy or carefree?

Hes quite clingy, mainly because he doesnt want you to leave him like so many others have done. Will try to be around you 24/7 if given the chance and keep you away from his brothers as much as possible.

Jealous: are they a jealous person?

Uh… hes the avatar of envy. Jealousy is kind of his whole deal. He doesnt hide it either and quickly acts with passive aggressive comments or turning into his demon form.

Kindness: how far would they go for their s/o? Ride or die kind of thing?

He would commit all sins for his s/o if it meant they'd stay with him. Hes very overwhelming and doesnt care how it affects anyone in the long run as long as he and his s/o are happy.

Love: what's their love type?

Quality time and words of affirmation. He usually spends his time by himself and online, but he quickly finds himself inviting you over and needing your attention more than his games. He also tries to tell you how much you mean to him as much as possible, though hes not the best with words.

Mouth: where's their favorite place to kiss?

Your cheek because thats what he sees in a lot of anime. Lol. Its comforting and sweet and doesnt make him blush like some other spots.

No: anything they wouldnt do with or for their s/o?

As much as he loves Ruri-chan and her story, he'd never give up his demon life to go live up in the human world. Thats just a no chief.

Odor: what's their favorite scent? On a s/o?

Anything water or beach. He also likes sunscreen because it reminds him on warmth and happiness.

PDA: how open are they to PDA

Hes quite shy about it but actually holds your hand a lot or wraps an arm around your shoulder. Its just the need of feeling you by his side.

Questions: will they be an open book or not?

Uhm… no but its easier than some other demons *cough* Lucifer *cough* to get information out of him.

Reserved: what's something that only his s/o would know about?

Probably all of his insecurities and worries. And he has a lot so you better be ready to listen. His favorite nights are the nights where you and him just lay down and open up your hearts to each other.

Serious: how long until they start to get really serious with their s/o?

He's very cautious of you at first. Are you playing him? Are you messing with him? Why'd you wanna be with him? He doesnt trust immediately and it takes him a while.

Type: what's their type in a s/o ?

Someone open-minded and preferably someone who enjoys water. Someone who accepts him and doesnt judge. Someone kind and someone who tries to get him out of his shell a bit. A confident type of person.

Untouched: have they been in a relationship before? How many?

He's had one serious one but they fucked him over so hes been closed off ever since. After that he only had, much like Belphie, his monthly succubus to get him off.

Very: what's something they're really good at outside of hobbies?

He's really good at drawing even though he thinks hes just mediocre at best.

Weird: what's something odd or weird about them?

The fact that he runs Hells navy i mean its just odd that a "shut-in" like himself runs such a big part of hell.

Xylophone: their favorite part about you? Physically? Mentally?

Physically its your hands because theyre so small and soft compared to his and he just likes to run his fingers over them. Mentally it's your ability to understand and relate, not just to him but to almost anyone you meet.

Yearning: would they like a family? How many kids?

Uh maybe marriage but kids arent really his thing. Hes too unsure of how to handle them and honestly doesnt want to spend a huge chunk of his life and putting it on hold for that.

Zebra: Do they change throughout their relationship? Are they truly themselves?

He becomes more open and trusting. At first it's almost like he's walking on eggshells and watching your every move, but slowly he becomes more relaxed.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #leviathan obey me #shall we date leviathan #leviathan avatar of envy #sfw alphabet

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idjitlili · 4 years

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What can I say I like a climb.

Thorin xhalf elf!reader

A/n:Bruh imagine having a crush on Andy from the office before just because you had a dream about him dressing up as Gaston and coming to your old high school only to see you slip on the grass. Yeah it happened a couple of months ago when I was still in high school

Summary:growing up as Gandalf's adopted daughter ,being apart of the company only to pass through Rivendell,only to make thorin rage with jealousy

Word count:1921

It was no secret that Gandalf wasnt your real father, you both looked nothing a like. However this didnt stop him loving you like you were his actual child,you werent sure if wizard could have children. You wondered if he ever got horny,it disturbed you but you did wonder. Anyways yiu didnt know your parents ,they were killed by orcs ,Gandalf found you crying as babe ,and thats all you know. You were half elf ,half human ,mostly Thorin didnt like that very much when he found out ,it just meant you lived longer than a human would.

So how you ended up in the company of Thorin Oakenshield was; simply because Gandalf didnt want to leave you with the elves again ,or leave you at home where you could be in more danger. You were more than capable of defending yourself,due to your many vists with Elrond they had trained you very well. You also became best friends with Lindir since he was responsible for most of your training ,plus being your tutor. Lindir was also abandoned as a child but was taken in by Elrond. He grew to become a marchwaden.

Lindir was a shy elf ,as were you ,yet around each other you were very comfortable. Many of your visits he would have to carry to your room ,because you had fallen asleep against him looking at the stars while he told you a story. You both very much enjoyed each others company.

However your feelings towards the dwarven king were much different to how you felt about Lindir. You knew you liked him as soon as you saw him at Bag end ,yes you were very much taken back by his looks ,you swear you fell in love with him right then and there. Of course you thought he could never like you ;he's a bloody king. Oh how wrong you were. He had no choice but to allow you on this quest ,being gandalf,s daughter and all. Gandalf told him to basically to shut the fuck up ,you were coming.

Thorin would never admit it but he did always make sure you were safe,and eating ,covering up with shes such a burden,or whatever. What about when he found out you were part elf? Yeah so you had just bathed and your hair was wet and pushed back and he saw your ears he was like

"you are fucking elf?" he had literally grabbed your elf ,whilst you were standing up ,looking at it ,you had groaned at the contact. Lets pretend that didnt make want Thorin touch your ears more roughly."part,not full,cant you tell compared to elves im an orge." and with that you had pulled your ear from his dwarven fingers walking away. He was left in shock ,how you could thik so low of yourself. shrek is hot though,but you thought you were an ugly orge.Thorin didnt like elves,but he definitly liked you had thought you were absolutely beautiful. With your e/c eyes ,h/l h/c hair,your height ,our form your personality everhting.

Anyways you had just arrived at Rivendell,Lindir hadnt seen you in a while ,and hadnt noticed you yet. You were led to dinner ,with was all veg,you had to agree with ori you could do with some chips right about now,or even some lembas bread. You werent surprised that he didnt recognise you you had developed more in body wise plus you were muddy and wearing a big coat and hat. He had looked for you when he saw Gandalf but when he couldnt see you he assumed you were at home ,he was disappointed..

Kili was sat next to you and Bofur ,he was admiring the elves,saying they didnt have enough facial half. "though that one isnt bad." he had gestured to a male elf,making the whole company burst out with laughter. "that isnt a elf maiden." kili face flashed red in embarrassment. You had nudged him still giggling "dont worry,young prince, I know which male elf I would fuck too." you had smirked eyeing lindir ,of course you wouldnt but if you had to you would. The company had laughed again "shes got a dirty mouth laddies." dwalin had pipped up, you smirked pulling off your coat and hat,as the company watched in confusion.

Standing up running over to Lindir ,jumping up onto him wrapping your legs around his waist,arms around his/ next. The company had gasped in shock."is she allowed to do that...?" bilbo had questioned,Thorin watched with a scowl on his face,Dwalin noticed laughing at his friend ,who scoffed. You had pressed a kiss to Lindir's cheek,who's arms now went around your back holding you to him,securely. "mellon, Its been a time." he had spoke placing you down,hugging you briefly. "it has indeed , I missed my bestfriend." you stood in front of him ,smiling ,thorin was still not convinced he was just your friend.

"youve grown mellon nin." he smiled ,speaking quietly trying to ignore the dwarves ,Thorin almost scoffed louder than a waterfall,as it was obvious what he meant. The dwarves watched carefually as the next thing out your mouth really made them think that they really didnt know you. "I know! my breasts have grown finally!" you had literally squished your boobs together over your tunic,making lindir blush in embarrassment ,but laughing. Kili and fili had watched you ,before looking at their uncle smirking ,he didnt even look at them. " i meant your slyness," you had giggled at him before hugging him again,before informing him you would talk to him later ,joining the dwarves again.

In which they all stared at you intensely. "so ,you and the elf then?" kili had spoken ,nudging you in the ribs like you had down to him earlier. "yeah we are bestfriends." thorin had scoffed,you had looked at him confused at this gesture. "just friends? right" his tone stern and disbelieving."we have been friends since I was a babe,thats all." you tried to hold eye contact with thorin but he just looked away with a hard expression. "but you said you rough it up with him." Dwalin tried defending his best bud. "it was a joke thats it,hes my bestfriend that all. not that it is any of your bloody businesses. " you stood up abruptly. "thank you elrond for dinner ,may I be excused."he had simply nodded his head ,you gathered your coat,and hat one for Lindir to come over taking them leading to you to your room.

His hand on your mid back,leading you away from the drama ,Thorin had watched you leave almost gulity for making you upset. Once he had gotten you to your room he had began to sort you a bath ,brushing through your tangled hair first,slowly getting you to relax."Ooooh I'm a dwarf I can give a joke ,but I cant take one, also my nose is bigger than my dick" you had mocked as Lindir finished your hair ,pulling you up shoving you in the bathroom. "you know they are only doing it because Thorin thinks you like me and not him. You mouth gapped open as he shut the bath room door aallowing your privacy.

You couldnt sstop thinking about what Lindir said so much so once you were in your night gown ,exiting the bathroom to meet with Lindir for a stroll in the gardens. You had tripped on your own feet, and Lindir didnt see as he was reading a book in a chair. Turns out you landed badly on your wrist ,screamed out in pain,Lindir became sonic rushing to you.You didnt even get a chance to explain before he rushed you to the healers. In which they gave you some herbs for the pain and wrapped up your sprained wrist,putting it into a sling.

Lindir had held out his arm for you ,and led you to a bench in the gardens ,your damp hair pushing it out your face in annoyance. Lindir notices this forces you to sit down,before he braids it swiftly ,before a voive clears their throat. Lindir finishes tying the braid off with a ribbon,he places a hand on your shoulder,before bowing his head at at someone leaving. You turn to see Thorin standing in front of you ,you quickly stand,hiding your arm in robe. You knew he would be furious if he saw what happen. His face is unreadable ,he's scowling as usual.

"uh..hi?" you had spoken unsure where to look,just generally confused why he was here. "you aren't together ,but he braids your hair?" he scowls ,you groan in annoyance,walking closer to him. "you know what you are bloody getting on my nerves, dwarf." you had growled out his eyes go wide slightly at your outburst,before returning into a scowl. "for the last time I am NOT dating lindir. The only reason he was braiding my bloody hair was because I sprained my wrist , and couldnt. Secondly even so he can because to elves and humans braids dont suggest we are bloody fucking." you had pointed your left hand ,pointer finger into his chest harshly. You tried not to go weak at the knees ,feeling the muscle he had on his chest.

Yet Thorin had became unbelievably calm as he forced you to sit with him on the bench,by guiding you with his hand on your mid back. "how did that happen?your arm." his hand reached over to move the robe from covering it,his hand lightly grazing the bare skin on your upper arm. Of course you were wearing an night gown under ,just incase you forgot. "..uh..weell i bathed ,then i walked out and tripped over my own feet ,thats it. Before you say anything thats why I was screaming not because lindir had his dick in me." you looked at him deadly serious ,he had sent you smile which was completely new to you.

"I believe you,y/n. I'm sorry for the way I werent around trying to find out if you were free to court?" you had choked at his words. "wait Lindir was right ,you do want to court me?" you had almost whispered ,he had nodded at you before you threw your one arm around him,hugging him tight ,which he does the same yet carefually,not wanting hurt your arm more.

"Lindir is going to tease me till the end of time,i swear."

bonus~in greenwood .

"and why does a half elf travel with dwarves." Thranduil had asked you circling you both , in reply you had jumped on Thorin ,wrapping legs around his waist.

"what can I say I like to climb" Thorin smirked at the elven king.

"guards remove her!"

"dont tell my dad!"

#thorin imagine #thorin x you #thorin x reader #thorin oakenshield #thorin the dwarf #thorin fic #thorin imagines #the hobbit x reader #the hobbit imagine #the hobbit imagines #the hobbit x you #the hobbit x #hobbit imagine #hobbit imagines #hobbit x reader #hobbit x you #hobbit

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ganondoodle · 4 years

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I'm so so curious abt ur idea of the Zelda canon pertaining to demise n Hylia?? Who is the ""tiny" man that looks kinda like you" crawling up out of a crack in the ground I'm so CURIOUS. Also I WILL spam tf out of ur notes and I'm only kinda sorry bc I'm just discovering your art now and I'm in love;;; I wanna gush abt ur Hylia design bc FDJDJFJDMS but alas an ask can only be so long;;;; pls talk abt ur hc though I really wanna know!! (AH if you would that is;; thank u for reading gjsjrkg)

ill make it short but even that is gonna be a long read, so strap in:

alright SO; i have not read any zelda mangas, my knowledge of the lore is based on the games for the most part, the “tiny dude” is demise, since as far as i remember its said in skyward sword that he showed up from a crack in the earth. so that was just a silly reference at this point BUT to what my actual PERSONAL rewriting of the whole thing is :

hylia is a servant of the three golden goddesses, she was told what would happen and was prepared to follow her orders, (like lifting skyloft into the sky already before demise even shows up). once he does show up and you know, does his thing of destroying stuff hes stopped by hylia, kind of surprised since he didnt expect any resistence, especially not from another deity, and overconfident as he is gets his ass kicked pretty quickly xD now, her orders where to seal him away immediately, however, while hes even taunting her to kill him, she decides to neither seal nor kill him, and thus spares him, and the only reason why is that shes intrigued. she has never seen any creature that was even remotely like her, demise seems to be not just a deity, but also somewhat of a mirror to herself. of course demise takes every opportunity to try and attack/ambush hylia, since she ALWAYS shows up whenever he goes off destroying things again, and well, she always wins. so at some point she suggest a deal of some sort, she wont seal/kill him, and he gets to roam the lands freely as long as he doesnt destroy or attack anyone that is. demise accepts but only because he cant seem to get her out of his way at the moment. now then, demise starts to stop by hylias temple (sealed grounds), where she usually resides when shes not needed elsewhere, at first its just an attempt to get her to spill out her secrets or some sort of weakness he could exploit to FINALLY get rid of her, but as times goes on they sorta start to bond even though they tend to fight (literaly sword fight) alot, its more sparring than fighting really, just the more brutal version i suppose, you know, them being deities and not really having a fear of death- all while hylia sort of ignores the reminders the three goddesses give her, she hasnt completed her duty yet fast forward through a lot (i still want to do lil short comics of their interactions) but the patience of the three goddesses starts to run out, so they give hylia on last chance to finally furfill the order she was given so long ago. she has never talked back to them, or outright refused to follow an order, but for the first time, she does, arguing that there is no need to seal demise, since he has since gotten far tamer than he used to be, and hes not fully "evil" theres some good in everyone, even him ... but naturally, the goddesses arent too happy about that ."she cannot escape destiny". they force their will onto hylia, using her like a puppet that shes always been, but now, without any will or thought left, she goes and mercilessly attacks demise, who of course notices that she doesnt seem to be herself, but all he can do is try to defend himself, while not wanting to hurt her either (after all he doesnt REALLY know whats going on after all) its also in this confrontation that fi loses her arms actually trying to stop "not-hylia", but in the end, "not-hylia" seals demise away, however, she herself succumbs to being possessed by three higher deities at once for so long.

and thus, the events of skyward sword make mostly sense still, i am well aware that this is my personal brain fart, and tbh i never planned to even write it out like this, im not very confident in my dumb fan writing and takes on characters, i just hate the "pure good and pure evil with no real explanation given for anything" trope, sorry for the wall of text of bad writing, but im glad you seem to like my design of hylia, i also hate the "pure good maiden looks basically like a human" trope, but all in all, i wouldnt put this much thought and effort into rewriting/redesigning parts of this series if i didnt care, i care alot, maybe too much .. especially about the villains, ........................i put the blame on windwakers end :)

#ask ganondoodles #long post #loz #writing #???#idk #sorry if this is a bit long #but yeah that is very summed up what has been the background to my art with hylia and demise #of course this is missing all the scenes that i thought of in detail #but this was already so long #;_;

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bridgyrose · 11 months

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In which Salem has successfully conqured the entire world, the only other beings left are Oz and Cinder. Knowing they're both about to die Oz offers Cinder the choice to fix it all. Basically, Cinder time travel fix fic.

Cinder sighed as she watched everything around her start to collapse as the ground trembled under her feet and cracks started to form leaking out grimm ooze. Salem had won and Remnant was dying. It wouldnt be long before everything was inhabitable, only grimm surviving as the world would stop turning. Still, she felt hollow with this victory. Ruby and her friends were gone, she was free of anything that would hurt her, and yet, it meant nothing to her if she was going to die anyway. After all, even if she was mostly grimm, she wouldnt survive as herself.

“You dont have to let it end this way,” Ozpin spoke through Oscar’s body, soul having merged with the farmboy. “You can still stop it.”

“Even if I could, why would I?” Cinder pulled away from the window as another stone fell from the walls. “This is exactly what I wanted. The world will be reborn anew-”

“And then what? You’ll be gone along with everyone else. With what Salem has planned, only the grimm will remain. Is that truly what you wanted?”

Cinder went silent as she thought on Ozpin’s words. Of course this wasnt exactly what she had wanted. What she had really wanted was to be free of the huntsmen system, to no longer be held down by those with money and power, to no longer have to run because she couldnt take the abuse anymore. “And what, exactly, can you offer that Salem cant? If you havent noticed, the world is ending around us and even if we could stop it, this is still the end for us. I’ll become nothing more than a grimm, the very monster you have trained generations of huntsmen to deal with, and you’ll be gone. You have failed your mission, what more can you do?”

Ozpin slowly stood up and held his cane tightly. “I think I have just enough magic left to send you somewhere you can fix this.”

“And why would I agree to that?”

“You have nothing else to lose, right?”

Cinder rolled her eyes and folded her arms. “And why would I agree to stop it? And even if I could, why should I trust you?”

“Because I know you want a chance to really be free. And I can offer you that chance.”

Cinder sighed and took another step towards Ozpin. “Fine. But if this is a trick-”

“I wont trick you.”

Cinder took a step back as she watched Ozpin close his eyes and pull the small lever on his cane as the stored magic started to flow around them. The room started to change, stone walls becoming a clocking face as the hands started to rotate backwards, spinning faster and faster.

Ozpin smiled a bit as his body started to fall apart into green orbs, trying to help power the spell. “I trust you’ll know what to do.”

Cinder tried to lash out with a flaming hand rushing towards him. “What do you think you’re doing?!” As her hand reached him, it slammed into a tree trunk, fire gone and a sword held tightly in her fingers. She paused for a moment when she realized she no longer had the grimm claws, looking over her hand as if it was all a dream.

“Cinder?” Emerald asked. “Are you okay?”

Cinder turned to face Emerald, catching a glimpse of her reflection in her swords. Her hair was short and she was wearing the same red dress when Salem had given her orders to get the fall maiden powers. “I’m fine. Thought I saw something.”

Mercury frowned. “Great, now you’re seeing things. Think you can still pull your weight against a maiden? It was your idea to drag us out here on Tyrian’s word.”

“I can pull my weight!” Cinder snarled at Mercury, though there was still a bit of hesitation in her voice as she paused for a moment. She looked at the glove on her hand and slowly pulled it off with a deep breath. “We’ll still go through with the plan, just not today.”

“Then why the hell did you drag us out here?”

Cinder didnt answer, making her way through the trees and to the tent she had set up. Everything was still exactly how it was that day: her tent slightly torn from the storm that came through, Emerald and Mercury with her to take down the maiden so she could have the powers herself for the Beacon relic, everything exactly as it once had been.

“You're not okay, are you?” Emerald asked.

Cinder nearly flinched at Emerald’s touch, her mind still racing from everything she knew that was going to happen. “I’m not going to get the maiden powers today.”

“What do you mean? I can make sure I’m ready-”

“It doesnt matter how ready we are, I wont be getting the powers today. Ozpin has one of his huntsmen tailing the maiden. He’ll stop me before I can get them, and then we’ll have to delay everything.”

“Then, what’s the plan?”

“I… I dont know. I think I need a bit of time to think.”

“And how long will you need? Salem told you not to come back if you cant get the maiden powers-”

“And we will get them. But… we have to go about it another way.”

Emerald sighed and pulled away from Cinder. “And… what exactly do you have planned?”

“I… I dont know yet.” Cinder leaned against a tree and looked out towards the field that stretched into farmland. The maiden would be here any minute now, just like before. She knew Qrow would be following, she knew they couldnt fight him, but taking the maiden powers would be easy now that she knew he was coming. But the more she thought about it, the less sure she was that any of this would work or matter. What difference would it make if Salem won? Getting the maiden powers would make sure that Salem could win, could get all the relics and bring about the end of Remnant so she could finally get some rest. “I need some time to think.”

“Do you think Salem will allow that?”

“As long as I obey her, I’ll be able to get away with it. Now please, give me a little space.”

“Yes Cinder.”

Cinder closed her eyes for a moment as she listened to Emerald walk off, her fingers trying to dig into the bark of the tree she leaned against. She knew exactly how everything would unfold, and yet, she couldnt bring herself to continue with Salem’s plans now that she knew how it would all end. That even with the power she was given, she still never had freedom. And if all it took to stop this was to let the fall maiden go, then that’s how she’d start. Even if it meant displeasing Salem.

#rwby #cinder fall #ozpin #rwby ozpin #emerald sustrai #mercury black #drabbles #cinder time travel au #cinder time travel

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sir-adamus · 4 years

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I'd like to hear what you think about the possibility of Raven dying. Do you think it's likely? and if you think she will, why?

i think theres a likelihood for it, the way shes set up, a Redemption Equals Death use is a possibility, but i think id prefer if she didnt (and not just because ill be annoyed if Raven dies before Qrow does)

because i dont see what good it would do in the long run; a lot of people think its likely as a way to give Yang the Spring Maidens power but i dont think thats likely to happen because;

from a Doylist standpoint, the Maiden powers were only invented following volume 2, so it wouldnt make much sense in whatever planned endgame for the girls for them to get those powers (not to mention running the risk of making them too overpowered)

from a Watsonian standpoint; it doesnt make sense for Raven to do that to Yang. Raven would greatly prefer if Yang stayed out of this whole mess; she respects Yangs wishes to get involved for Ruby even after trying to convince her to stay, and lets Yang take the Relic and the heat from Salem because shes terrified of Salem and that overrides all her other instincts, and that is so telling during her final scene with Yang in volume 5 where she can only cry and say “im sorry” before leaving

that moment is so revealing about Raven as a character because it makes it so clear that she knows, she knows that what shes doing is awful but shes so scared she cant not do it. and Yang tearing apart her arguments recontextualises so many of her other scenes; all of Ravens posturing, all her boasts, those are all lies shes telling to try and convince herself because she cant help herself, shes that desperate to hide from the truth because the guilt and fear would swallow her whole

just from that, i think its more likely that Raven, faced with a situation where she would end up dying, would be trying to think of anyone else but Yang so as not to doom her into this situation any further - for all of her many, many faults, she does care about Yang, and she knows how the Maiden power transfer works, she wouldnt want to inflict that on Yang if she could help it

and thats why i think it would be more interesting narratively if that dressing down from Yang leads Raven to develop and face her fears much like Blake (who she is foil to) has, and reclaim that person she used to be, and join the fight again, not for Ozpin, and not for any hope that this can be won, but for Yangs sake

on top of that, killing Raven off would only serve to hurt Yang more and deprive her of any real resolution with Raven; i dont think they could ever be in a position where Raven would be a mother to Yang, its too late for that, but that doesnt mean they cant have some kind of healthy dynamic in future if given the chance

and i know the argument is “team STRQ is the team RWBY that failed” as a reason why Raven shouldnt or wont develop but like, thats the thing, they failed, theyve already done that. the failure has happened, but that doesnt mean they cant change and grow now (especially in response to the girls)

like Qrow is trying to combat his alcoholism now thanks to Rubys influence, so i dont see why Raven shouldnt get the opportunity to try and crawl out of the hole shes dug herself into

plus itd be nice to see Raven use her Semblance in a way that its so clearly meant for, not for running away, but running to someone

#rwb/y #Anonymous

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morethanatitle · 4 years

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From Feuding to Friends

In collaboration with @evanderofscots read below the cut for full thread.

Erika was starting to head out with Kara to take a stroll around the castle grounds. "Slow down, young one." She said as she pulled the little one to look at her. "We do not run indoors, especially when it is not our castle." Kara groaned. "Yes. I am ruining your fun..." she replied sarcastically. As they kept going, she saw Evander coming from one of the rooms leading into the hallway. "One moment, Kara..." she called out to the girl before turning to him with a curtsy. "Good afternoon, Chancellor. What are your plans this afternoon?"

Evander exited his office that afternon with a pounding headache. He had listened to one of his laird's lament for over an hour about how the termites were destroying all his lumber. How exactly that man expected the crown to help, Evander had no idea, but he was glad to be rid of him and leave the actual handling on Alasdair's desk. Evander heard the giggling of a young girl as he exited into the hallway, and looked up to see the Lady Erika approaching with her charge. He ground his teeth, still feeling the humiliation of their match through the yellowing bruises on his ribs. Still, when she courtsied before him, he was cordial. He bowed his hed as he greeted her, "Milady Erika. A pleasure to see you again." He told her, though the words were somewhat twisted by his displeasure with their history. "I've just finished my duties for the day and was hoping to clear my mind," preferrably with a bottle of whiskey.

“That’s not what you are supposed to call her. You have a deal,” Kara spoke up as she returned to Erika’s side. “Now you need to address him properly too.” Erika replied. Kara rolled her eyes before giving the man a curtsy and muttering. “Good morning, Chancellor.”The older woman patted her head to show approval before turning back to Evander. “Well, we are about to head outside to take a walk. You are more than welcome to join us if you like.” The little girl’s face lit up. “Please join us, Thor!” Erika cleated her throat and have the girl a look to behave. “I hope you can join us, sir.” Erika has been working hard to teach her proper decorum once they were in public.

Evander's eyes traveled down to the child and he grimaced. He had never been fond of children. They were messy and loud and often interrupted at the most inopportune times, and her pointing out Evander's supposed indiscretion only made him dislike her further. But he still turned back to Erika with a smile and said, "Good afternoon, my Commander," He gritted the title out between tight teeth. He was considering politely dismissing the offer, when the Child's declaration caught his attention. He creased his eyebrows and looked from the lass back up to her governess, one eyebrow raised, "Did she just call me a God?" He asked, arrogant mischief dancing in his eyes. He still wished to chase his headache away with whiskey, but he sighed and decided a few minutes outside might do him well, and she would at least provide a pretty sight. He sighed and nodded, "I suppose I can spare myself for a few minutes."

It was hard for Erika not to laugh when she could tell how hard this was for him. She chuckled and shook her head. “She says that you remind her of Thor based on your appearance.” She smiled at him accepting the invitation. “Well, we would be happy with your company.” Kara briskly walked enough, just slow enough to be considered walking but practically running. Erika rolled her eyes in defeat. She couldn’t scold her for following the rules. “So, how are the affairs of Scotland today?” She genuinely wanted to make peace with him. He did put up a good fight, and she was always interested to learn more about fellow army leaders.

Evander took up an even pace next to Erika, arms clasped behind his back. He was happy to see the child run ahead. At least they might be able to speak as adults after all. He snorted unceremoniously at her question. "I'd much rather handle affairs on a field of battle than behind that damned desk. I didna realize being Chancellor would be so... banal." He probably should not have voiced such opinions so openly, but somehow her connection to Svala made him feel as of he could take the same candor with her.

She chuckled at his response. “I can understand that. While I am happy for my position here, I do miss commanding an army. There are clearer strategies in place for tackling a battle than there is battling a stubborn child.” She smiled with him. “It was nice to duel again. It has been quite some time for me, and I appreciated the exercise. I must admit I thought several times throughout that you were going to win. You have been trained well for someone who is used to battling on land.”

Evander understood what she said well enough, although he didn't much see the difference as he had thought more than once that herding soldiers was not much different from handling children. He looked over at her and smiled playfully at her assessment of their duel. "I have trained extensively by land and by sea. I still hold that I might have won if I hadn't gotten so cocky." The one and only time he would ever admit such a thing.

“I knew that would be your weakness, so I kept that in my mind. You are not the first man that has held that weakness when battling me. Most men are cocky when they battle me because I am a woman. But you will never make that mistake with me or any woman.” She smiled playfully back at him. It was shocking to believe he admitted to his cockiness so easily.

He gritted his teeth at her response, but replied flirtatiously, "Well hard be it for any man to keep from getting cocky with a maiden like you pressed against him."

"I definitely saw that at the duel, but I think that cockiness when you had me against you was what caused me to deliver the final blow to your most precious area." She wanted to use the term similar to cockiness, but she didn't want to have someone overhear her.

Evander smirked at her. He could see the teasing glint in her eyes and knew she was not shy about having touched him there as so many other girls might be, and he laughed, "I'll admit I had hoped to have a more enjoyable contact between you and my... cockiness." He scoffed to himself. "But as per our bet, I suppose I shall never know."

She rolled her eyes but smiled to show she was okay with his teasing. "Perhaps, but I would still like to get to know you. It may not be a date, but I have a feeling we have much in common."

He decided he liked this girl. She was unapologetic and confident, and clearly skilled. As much as he wished to bed her, he wouldnt mind calling her his friend. Perhaps it was something about Norwegian woman that they had a knack for gaining his respect. "I am quite fond of your queen," he confided in her, "It would please me to have the same relationship with you as well."

She smiled and nodded. "Well, you will find we are very similar and yet different at the same time." She chuckled as they left the castle and the sun appeared when they stepped outside. "Now, is there anything you want to know about me?"

Given permission to pry, Evander asked the one question that had played him since their duel. "Where on earth did you learn to fight m"

She had a feeling this was going to be his first inquiry. "When my father was a child, his younger sister was killed when walking home, and he vowed if he ever had daughters that he would teach them to defend themselves. My father started my training, and I enjoyed learning it more than my younger sisters. He helped me get more formal training when I joined the Norwegian army. The more I rose through the ranks, the more training I received."

He nodded thoughtfully at her answer. So she had received both formal and informal training. That offered some explanation to her unexpected skill as he told her, "I've found that informally trained fighters provide challenges of their own. I, myself, learned everything I know here, at the palace. And the rare opponent to have bested me has often been of an informal fighting style." He explained to her, referring mostly to the pirates and bandits he managed on the seas. "And you have the advantage of both."

She nodded as she processed where his training was from. "That is true. I have learned to use both in battle to get the upper hand. That last move I used to win was one of my father's tricks. He called it that 'SING' maneuver because you hit four areas: the solaplex, instep of the foot, the nose, and the groin."

Evander gave a signature Scotish snort to learn the specifics of the move she had used to disable him so quickly he hadn't been sure what had happened. It made much more sense now. "I will have to remember that," he told her, "Although I suspect I will have far less opportunity to use it."

Erika smiled. "It could always be used if you are ever grabbed from behind. I am sure you have had many chances to use that during your times in the war." She kept the stroll at a decent pace. "How did you come to become a soldier?"

Evander shook his head chuckling, "I'm far too tall for most to attack from behind, lass. And on the occasion someone tries to jump on me, I do as you did to me and throw them over my shoulder." Evander looked out at the horizon, where the child had already run far into the fields ahead of them. That was fine with him. She was not his responsibility. Her next question hit him in a personal spot, despite being so simple. It wasn't something he had talked about much. "Alasdair asked me to, long ago, before he was King. I had lost my wife and he had lost his father. It was the right thing for us at the time."

"I have seen taller men," she said as she assessed before chuckling. Her eyebrow raised at his comment. "You have been married?" He didn't seem like to get married. "How long ago did she pass away?" she was wondering how long he had been a soldier.

Evander laughed at her disbelief and replied, "Much to my dismay. It was not a very amicable union," He explained. "Over 15 years ago now. It was as short lived as it was loathesome."

"An arranged marriage?" She had to admit she was grateful her father never pressured that sort of thing on her or any of her sisters. "You did not get along based on your tone."

Evander nodded as he walked, "My father made the match in hopes that it would bring peace between our Clans, but her father was not so happy when she died birthing my child. I'm afraid 15 years later, there is still not much peace to be found between them." He said all this very matter of factly, no emotion attached. After all, Evander had never cared for his wife or his child, and had fo uh and it a convenience to see them both gone. "I donna have much patience for Scotish women, and they have even less patience for me. In case you hadn't guessed, I'm not much a fan of being told what to do."

Erika gasped when he explained how his wife died. To lose a wife and a child all at once must be horrible, but he seemed almost glad that she was gone? He didn't seem to mourn the child either. "I am so sorry. My sister lost her child when she was halfway through her pregnancy, and she and her husband have never been the same." She nodded in agreement. "I have noticed that a few times."

Evander waved her off, "As I said, I never got along well with my wife. And I've never wanted children. I believe I gained far more than I lost joining Alasdair in the Navy. It was the right place for me."

She stayed silent and looked at Kara down the way. "Stay where I can see you!" she called out to the little one. She thought about Svala and all they went through. "What are your most memorable times in the Navy?"

Evander looked up, considering for a moment. His most memorable moments on the next had been primarily in Alasdair's bed, but he couldn't tell her that. So instead he said, "Perhaps the times we got to watch ships sink. It's a rather stirring sight. Particularly when you've set them aflame yourself."

She nodded and smiled, understanding what he meant. "The satisfying visual of your victory. I can understand this." Erika chuckled.

He smiled, quirking one brow at her. He had never thought about it quite like that, but he supposed it was right. It was always the taste of success which he savored most. Evander watched as the young girl ran up to a group of ladies sunning on the lawn, and asked Erika, "Should she be doing that?" He asked, displeased to see her causing a commotion among the guests of his palace.

She looked over and saw Kara trying to start a conversation with the women that were sitting over there. "They don't seem bothered by her," she replied. The women seemed to chuckle with the young girl. She let the girl have a moment before calling her back over. Kara said a goodbye and got distracted by some of the dogs relaxing. The dogs seemed happy for her attention as she stroked their fur. "Bless her heart. She doesn't have anyone her age to play with. It gets lonely for her sometimes." Her attention went back to her conversation with Evander. "What is your ideal type of battle? Unarmed? Sword? Something else?"

Evander grimaced at her lack of concern with the child's behavior before he let it go, returning his attention to Erika. He question caught him off guard as it wasn't something he had considered before. "I canna say," he responded, deeper hints of his Scottish accept revealing themselves as he grew comfortable with her, "It has always just been about the thrill of the fight."

She enjoyed talking about strategy with someone. She was curious about how he got to where he was and what his fighting experience was like. "Is there a particular fight or moment during the fight that you were the most proud of? Or a favorite strategy?"

A smirk came to Evander's face as he considered this. He was an expert strategist, it was one of the things Alasdair needed him for. Whenever the King was at a loss on how to manage their troops, Evander could waltz in and cut a clear path through the enemy without a thought. But his methods were sometimes less than convention. "Hmmm..." he started, "I once took back a port from and entire fleet of English with a single ship."

She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Did you?” she replied curiously. “Did you use some sort of “attack the weak area strategy?” She was curious how other commanders would have approached it.

Evander scoffed, "The Englishmen's primary weakness is that they are a bunch of bumbling idiots who let their guard down way too easily." He smirked at the memory, it had certainly been one of his most daring attempts, "Myself and a group of men waited until nightfall under the new moon, then sailed out to the port in dinghies. Once we were close enough, each of us swam to a different English ship, climbed inside, and lit a fuse in their legs of gun powder before jumping out into the water. 23 ships, all up in flames at once." His expression quirked for a moment as he remembered the scar on his shoulder from being hit with burning debris during that attack, "The swim back was not quite as exhilarating."

Erika listened intently as he described the strategy. “That is clever. I am personally a fan of divide and conquer situations. I believe they allow you to do the most damage to your opponent without drawing attention to yourself too early. And you were smart to resort to destroying the ship rather than attacking man to man. That was a strong use of your limited resources.” She was doing this not only to boost his ego but also show her understanding of military strategy.

Evander smirked, his chest puffing out as he preened under her praise. "Why thank you, Milady," he said theatrically, throwing her a dashing smile.

Erika realized quickly he was too focused on himself to actively ask the same questions about her. This might explain the tensions with his wife if he didn’t make an effort towards learning about her or her days.

Evander noticed a silence fall between them, but didn't understand why. Had he said something wrong? He thought about it for a second and remembered the stupid title he'd sworn to in his bet. Thinking this was the reason, he spun around to face herz stopping them in their path, "Excuse me, I mean, thank you, my... commander." He still couldn't get it out without gritting his teeth, but he smiled through it.

She chuckled and rolled her eyes. “Kara isn’t here, and no one else around us for that matter. You don’t have to call me that when it is just us,” she replied. “I am surprised you made that effort to keep calling me that. You could have refused Kara earlier.”

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Evander narrowed his eyes at her in mock incredulity, "But I am a man of honor, and honorable men always keep their bets." He bellowed. Although he did feel better to hear she did not actually expect that of him. The whole thing was preposterous.

“I might remind you of the bet every now and again to keep you humble,” she teased playfully. “Did it actually seem so inconceivable that Queen Svala would have a female commander. I know you know her well enough to know she is not the conventional sort.”

Evander sighed. He supposed he should pi uldnt have been surprised that Svala would do such a thing, but it was not as if going from Commander to Governess was a common path. "It would not be hard to believe if you looked like Svala, but you do not carry yourself like a shield maiden." He commented, looking over her clean dress, although plainer and more functional that what most ladies wore, it was not like the fur and leather and armors her Queen adorned.

"I would if you saw me in battle. That is also why I wore pants to the duel." She chuckled. "When I am at court, I tend to wear dresses and gowns since that is more appropriate attire for a lady, even if I am not a noblewoman." She didn't mind wearing skirts form time to time, if she were honest. "However, I feel like the female servants should wear pants. It would make their work easier."

Evander scoffed. The idea of gaggles of servant girls running around in pants was absurd. They would look ridiculous. "You have a rather peculiar view of the world," he told her.

"What is so peculiar about it? Why shouldn't the servants wear clothing that is best for their work?" She was curious what kind of reasoning he would try to give for this.

"They would look ridiculous!" He spat our without thought. "Women, running everywhere in pants?" The image was absurd. And he thought further to the sinful thoughts he'd had of her seeing the right pants she'd worn to their duel and followed it with, "And I canna imagine why a woman would wish to worming something so... exposing."

"Why would we look ridiculous? Just because it is not common. We women have legs, do we not?" She crossed her arms. "What is the reason you don't wear your finest suit to the battlefield? Because it would not be the best for battle, correct? You wear what is best for the job. With everything servants have to do, the freedom of pants would be much better than a skirt.

Evander scoffed incredulously, "And would the unwanted attention from men be so much better too? You put them at risk for a... frivolity!" He snapped.

Erika raised her eyebrow. "I would dare for you to call it a frivolity until you have tried to win a battle in both a skirt and pants. I assure you the difference is more substantial than you give it credit for."

"I never said you should wear skirts in battle. That would be I'll advised. But to wear pants in the palace! It would be completely out of place!"

"I was simply making a point. Clearly I couldn't make you understand." She looked at him. "Why would that be so ridiculous? Men wear pants in the palace. Why can't women?"

"Because they're men!" He snapped at her, eyes going wide. How could she be so dense? He was about to go off on a rant about the temptations of women when the child ran back up to them and screamed 'WHY ARE WE YELLING?" Evander rolled his eyes and groaned, turning away. Children really were a nuissance.

"You Scottish men wear kilts, which are simply very short skirts. If you can do that, why couldn't women wear pants?" She chuckled when Kara came in. "The chancellor just got too excited." Kara nodded. "Can I ask the servant to bring some treats for the dogs?" Erika agreed as the little girl ran to find the nearest servant.

Evander stammered for a minute. He had never given much thought to the similarities between Kilts and skirts. So instead he simply stated childishly, "Well we wear kilts into battle, you should be just as capable of working in your skirts."

"But if it is not ridiculous for men to wear some sort of skirt, why is it ridiculous for women to wear pants? And our skirts with four layers and a bustle while your kilt is shorter and one layer. Fighting in our skirts may not be the same thing." She opened her eyes as if gesturing to herself. "Did you think I looked ridiculous wearing pants the other day?"

Evander scoffed indignantly, crossing his arms and looking away as her no-nonsense expression noted into him until he finally snapped meeting her eyes darkly, "I thought you looked positively fuckable, and that is exactly my point."

How many times must he make her roll her eyes? She scoffed at his comment. "I don't think that is the fault of the woman. The man should learn to think with his brain and not his cock. The pants could also be looser to not be so tempting."

Evander narrowed his eyes at her, eager to be done with this topic, "Ye can dress yer women however you like in Norway. We'll keep ours covered here in Scotland." He turned away from her and began walking again at a slow pace for a few steps before turning back and looking at her, "Are you coming?"

She rolled her eyes once more, knowing he didn't have any way to argue what she just did. Erika nodded and checked where Kara was. As she picked up pace with Evander, Kara caught on and made sure to stay where Erika could still see her.

Evander couldn't think of much to speak about after their little tiff, and so he resorted to his typical gambit of small talk, asking, "Is it your first time in Scotland, Milady?"

"I am enjoying it. The mountain landscapes are just breathtaking." She replied as she followed him. "I am happy that we never had any wars with Scotland, so I could enjoy the landscapes properly."

Evander smiled, preening with pride for his homeland. "She is a beauty," he said fondly. "Even in days of battles there is always beauty to be found here. It makes it easy to lay one's life on the line for their country."

"I find I can never enjoy the beauty of any country when I am at war. My focus is strictly on the battle." She smiled. "Is there a specific place here in Scotland I should try before we go back to Norway?"

He considered her question and said, "There are any number of beautiful sights throughout the highlands, but most of them would be a three day trip at least. Not much fit for a tourist's journey."

"That is a shame. Perhaps I will need to come back and stay in the highlands then." She looked back to see where Kara was, and she was happily exploring some of the different flowers.

"I would be happy to show you some time, and your queen and her children as well," He said. He would much rather be alone with the two women, even if he knew he would never bed them, than with their gaggle of girls, but he knew it was unlikely to get one without the other, and he would take any excuse to explore the Scottish countryside. The thought also reminded him that her Queen had no sons, and he furrowed his brow in thought, asking absently, "Does Svala mean for her eldest daughter to rule?" It was not as if it was unnatural, such a thing. After all, Svala was a queen in her own right as well, but he knew also that the struggles of such women to retain their power when it came time for ruler's to change were not easy to overcome.

Erika looked at him and smirked. "I shall bring it up to the Queen and see if that was something she would enjoy." His next question did not surprise her. He had already shown his narrow minded perspective on women to make it not seem shocking. "Of course she does. That is why the two of us have worked hard to train the girls on self defense and basic combat. They should know how to do so as possible queens."

Evander nodded earnestly, "I hope that she can continue the amicable relationship her mother has made with Scotland." He had never given much thought to the girl. She was too young to be on his radar as a conquest, and even if she weren't his respect for Svala would never have allowed him to give her a second glance. He turned his gaze back to his companion, "And what do you think you'll do? When that time comes?"

"I believe that is the plan as long as no problems have arisen between our two countries." At his question, she looked away. "I have to admit I am not sure. Erik and Svala want to have another child, so I thought I would have some time before I need to know that step."

Evander nodded thoughtfully, "It is well enough to know your place in the world. I must say, it is not a feeling I am particularly familiar with. Except, perhaps, by his Majesty's side." It was an unusually candid confession for him, but she seemed to draw that out easily in Evander.

"It seems that both of our positions rely on the favor of the current monarch," she replied with a smile. "It does seem that the king is greatly trusting of you, and I am sure you can have his son swayed to your side as well."

Evander nodded, though he had never figured he would be at risk even if the monarchy in Scotland did change. He supposed he would return to the Navy, though upon deeper thought, any events that might culminate in Alasdair's loss of power would most certain require Evander's death as well. At the mention of the young prince, Evander grimaced slightly. "If his mother's silver tongue does not poison him first." He bit out bitterly.

Her eyebrow raised at his talk about Alasdair's mother. She was not aware that the woman had such a reputation, but he spoke as if it was common knowledge. This woman was never a queen, so what power could she possibly have over this? "Does his mother actively disapprove of your title?"

Evander raised an eyebrow at the phrasing of her question, seeing that she may have misunderstood his meaning. So he said pointedly, "The Queen Valentina and I have not yet gotten stuck of each other, but she is borne of the Medici snakes, and I do not trust that she will not betray Alasdair as she did his brother. I do not know what type of Prince she will raise his son to be." He knew he should not speak such conspiracies so openly, but he did not mind if word of his suspicion made it back to the Queen. Perhaps it would keep her on notice.

Erika couldn't help but laugh. "Oh. I thought you were referring to Alasdair's mother," she replied with a chuckle. "Well, if we are to be quite honest, I am not a supporter of the queen," she whispered. "I have the same worries for Alasdair and anyone who supports her. She has not shown any evidence to be the most faithful of sorts."

Evander was relieved to know that she was on his side, despite already knowing that Svala agreed with his sentiments. "Only time will tell," he said absently. They had wandered near a marsh, and in the distance he could see Kara jumping from one stone to another across the muddy group. He raised an eyebrow and no sooner had he said ,"I donna think that is a wise activity, " than the child lost her footing on a loose rock and tumbling into the mud with a plop.

She sighed and nodded. Their conversation was becoming very interesting when he made the comment and she paid close attention to the terrain around the rocks. Before she could call out, the little girl fell in the mud. "Kara..." she immediately ran to her and helped her up. "Are you alright?" Kara had a big smile. "Yeah! Look! I could hide in the mud to scare my enemy in battle." Erika chuckled. "Yes you could, but aren't in battle. We will need to get you changed."

Evander grimaced and the giggling soiled child. She would leave a mess trekking through the castle to get changed. Another one of the many hassles with children. He watched Erika fuss over the girl with a complete lack of ability to relate to her concern. As a boy, he had fallen into the mud many times and never worried about getting hurt. He shifted uncomfortably at the scene and said, "I suppose I should leave you to take care of this."

Erika looked up to him with an apologetic look. "I am sorry. I do have to get her cleaned up before she goes and gives the Queen a hug..." she chuckled. "Thank you for joining us on your walk. I have enjoyed your company and conversation. Perhaps we could have more of these conversations in the future?"

The image she painted of the child soiling her mother's gown only made Evander more averse to the child, even though he knew it likely wouldn't bother Svala as much as most. He nodded graciously to his companion and said, "I would like that, Milady. When you are less... occupied."

"Thank you for your understanding, Chancellor," she replied with a smile. "Of course. Perhaps I can find a time once the king and queen spend time with the children to talk with you."

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