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@jacklinfrost143
Adrius au Augustus
Like is it wrong that I want to fuck him? Like no one is writing 'x reader' fics about him. I get that he is a sociopathic cannablistic genocidal patracide BUT HE'S BLONDE!
I'd fuck him so hard he'd forget he was ever fucked up in the first place.
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
Reblogging because it’s a damn potato and I want to encourage people to assume potatoes are magical.
Potatoes are magical. Just look at all the different kinds of deliciousness that can be made from these unassuming lumps.
I need luck for my exams. O great potato of luck! Please help this mere mortal pass her exam!
pls stay with me and get me my promotion on time this year without any difficulties
This elf suddenly appears in your room
Reblog the first thing you'd say/do
Skin him a little, then make him vomit, then pull the bones out of him and cut apart tye ligaments and tendons and weave the entrails on a loom
...You can try.
I'd love to. Possibly wear his hide like a cloak but I don't think dark blue is my colour.
Luke and Thalia
So a lot of people ship my husband with Thalia and it's a bit weird.
Luke and Jason canonically look similar. I feel this is the reason why Thalia trusted Luke on the run all those years ago in the first place. So I don't think there was anything romantic between them, because soulmates can be platonic.
Just wanted to say it. Thaluke feels a little like incest.
This elf suddenly appears in your room
Reblog the first thing you'd say/do
Skin him a little, then make him vomit, then pull the bones out of him and cut apart tye ligaments and tendons and weave the entrails on a loom
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
So in Season 2 Percy says his (nightmare) just woke up referring to Thalia. And it's not some fight but I know that Season 3 is going to be pure cousin-chaos. Petty rivalry. Shenanigans. Pranks.
Apparently Wattpad is a reliable source of news now???
With all due respect to both actors and the entire cast of Percy Jackson, I have pretty muck online stalked most of the cast for information on the new season, and Google is now fucking around with the personal lives of actors? Using *Wattpad*, a platform mainly used for fanfiction as a "source of information". And considering most people I know only read the highlighted text this may spread misinformation about a topic as sensitive as a young adult's personal life. Please fix this Google. Because this is only one case of misinformation, who knows how many are there? And to everyone, please stop writing fanfictions on someone else's personal life. Yes. It's okay for fictional characters, but actors? The ones which are actually living breathing human beings? Something about it just feels wrong. Not to mention I've seen and reported fanfictions about literal minors. It's not the fact that it's SFW or NSFW everyone deserves to have this much autonomy to not see literal chapters written about things that shouldn't be out in the media.
-J. Frost.
Reblog if you think it’s okay to platonically say “I Love You” to your friends
Slams the reblog button so damn fast
UM OBVIOUSLY
I do that all the time
I literally don't have any idea what to call the relationship I have with all my besties but I would wage a ten year long war to protect their honour and raze the city that took them from me? Platonically.
So there's a problem in a particular place. There was a bad crowd today which hurt my ribs really badly and I also witnessed a mini stampede a few days earlier. Should I leave that place? I also felt like someone was shoving their hips into my ass but it was really badly crowed.
FORGED UNDER FIRE
ILLUSION OR REALITY?
blurb: you were always ready for battle. you were ready to join mira and violet in aretia to join the rebellion. you were not ready to see brennan alive and breathing.
pairing: brennan sorrengail x rider! reader
word count: 4.8k
warnings: cursing, fourth wing spoilers, cold betrayal
a/n: welcome to new readers and welcome back to those who have been following for a while! yes, i know this took me forever but i am a simple girl with big responsibilities that leave me daydreaming with no motivation to write. for those who have patiently waited, i am forever grateful. i hope this lives up to everyones expectations. there's few parts left in this series, it was never even my intention for it to be a multipart so i will nip it in the bud before it gets out of hand.
enjoy little brennan with his aunty's! it was one of my favorite bits to write!
for the rest of the chapters visit my masterlist!
"Tonight you will join them." General Sorrengail speaks firmly, "It is an order, Lieutenant Colonel Sorrengail."
Lilith Sorrengail called you into her office for an important order. The guards outside were dismissed when you arrived, and the older woman led you inside the familiar office. There was no time to settle into the leather chair facing her desk. The words left her mouth the moment the door was shut behind you.
You stand frozen, fists clenched by your sides. The look set in your eyes is one of confusion, the curve of your eyebrow letting in more than you intended. When she called you into her office, you thought it was to speak of strategy, not her odd request for you to leave Basgiath and join the rebellion in Aretia.
If you didn't know the woman, you'd believe she's testing your loyalty, setting you up for failure. "You gave the others in Samara the option to stay or leave. Why don't I get the same courtesy?" You're being challenging and stubborn.
The truth has been revealed, and while you disagree with the steps Navarre has taken to protect its citizens, you don't find it in yourself to leave and join the so-called rebellion. Fiercely loyal, Brennan used to call you. It's a quality you still harbor and value much to Lilith's dismay.
Lilith sighs, her mouth set in a straight line as she contemplates the best answer to give you. Her eyes never waver from you, always calculating. "It's safer for you where they are. Both for you and Bennett. If the wyvern come our way, which they will, it's a matter of time; they'll come here first, and I need all of you to be safe."
"If that's the case, you need me here. My signet will give us an advantage," you argue, striding to the edge of the wooden desk.
The General stands, eye to eye, "Stop. I need you to pack and go. Find Mira and Violet, they will need you. Their father is gone, their brother is gone, and I need to stay here. I need to know that the three of you are watching each other's backs."
Sincerity drips from Lilith's words, and suddenly the stern mask she wears falls, showing how tired and worried she is about it all. You relax your shoulder an infinitesimal amount.
"You will be alone," you state. It lies heavy on your chest. For the last five years, Lilith has been the one to help you the most.
She pushed you to pick up the pieces that were broken and put them back together. She pushed you to be your best, the best rider, the best mother, the best sister, even the best daughter. She gave you a family. Leaving her feels like a betrayal, even if joining the rebellion is truly the best option.
Lilith steps around the desk and places her hands on your shoulders. She looks at you, really looks at you, taking in every detail. "This is how it's meant to be. I've played my part in this battle, and there's no looking back. You have the chance to do better than I ever did. Yes, your signet is useful to us, but it'll aid them more."
You accept defeat, you'll follow orders. "You'll join me and Benny for dinner tonight. No arguments," you tell her. Who knows when you'll see her again after tonight?
At the mention of her grandson, Lilith returns a watery smile. "I will be there. Go pack."
You leave the familiar office behind with a ball of nerves forming in the pit of your stomach. It's a long way to Aretia, 18 hours flying, days by horseback. Adding a child to the mix is less than ideal, but it's necessary. There's no way you'll be leaving him if Lilith's words are true; even if they weren't, the General does not have the time to take care of a child.
'Well, to Aretia it is, tell your lovely mate,' you tell Calliss, a humorous lilt in your tone.
Throughout the years of being Calliss's chosen rider, you've learned snippets about her, like how she has a mate that follows her wherever she goes. He's never bonded before, as he hasn't found the appeal of it.
You say he's a pacifist. Calliss calls him smart.
'You are insufferable,' she responds grumpily, knowing you're only joking because of what went on last night. Two dragons mating is not fun for a rider.
You laugh to yourself, turning into one of the many staircases in Basgiath. 'I can get a head start tonight, and you can join me early in the morning.'
If you focus on the bond flowing through you and Calliss, you can see the annoyance coming in pulses from her. 'Are you dim or just suicidal? I will not leave my rider. An attack can happen at any moment," she reminds you.
'Well, what else are we going to do? I'm going on horseback with Benny, and their pace is too slow for you,' you respond, nodding to the infantry officials walking past.
'You're complimenting me, yet it feels like an insult,' Calliss all but sighs.
'Why? I'm saving you time, unless you want to walk behind us. There's nothing strange about a giant dragon following a horse,' you joke, smiling at the mental image. The horses would freak at the dragon's proximity. It would be chaotic and comical.
'You will ride with me,' she pans.
‘I can't leave Benny alone,' you repeat at her insistence. 'Trust me, I wouldn't even consider getting in a horse otherwise. They freak me out.'
'I carried him before he was born, and I will do it again,' Calliss snaps, running out of patience.
'Yeah, because I'm going to strap him to me like when he was a newborn,' you snort, shaking your head. It's unheard of for dragons to be open to carrying others other than their riders.
'If you must.’ Calliss is not joking. She's never one for humor, you've learnt that much. Has she even laughed at one of your jokes?
'No, I have not. You are not funny by dragon's standards.'
'Are you sure about this, Calliss?' You hesitate.
'If I wasn't, I wouldn't have mentioned it.' Calliss says. There's no further room for argument. It's your young she'll be helping transport, not anyone else.
'Thank you.' You say with gratitude. It means more than you'll ever be able to voice.
You go pick up Benny from his lessons and take him to your quarters to pack the necessities. Benny watches you as he holds onto a stuffed dragon that resembles Teine, which Mira gifted him last year. He doesn't go anywhere without it.
“Where are we going?" He asks, sorting through his toys, trying and failing to pick only three.
"We are going to visit Auntie Mira and Auntie Violet," you tell him as you fold some of his clothes and stuff them into a leather bag.
His eyes shine at the mention of his favorite aunt. "Auntie Vi, really?"
Bennett's and Violet's bond is undeniable. They spent a great deal of time together growing up. Mira tried, but her turn to attend Basgiath came, and afterwards she was stationed in some other place.
"That's right, little man. You ready to give her the biggest hug?"
Benny nods excitedly, his red-tinged curls flopping around his face. Sometimes it hurts to see how much he resembles Brennan. Even in mannerisms, he takes after the Sorrengails. It's probably for the best. Your family doesn't have the best track record.
Your son makes a mess sorting through his toys and books, but he's trying his best. At times, you have to redirect him to keep him on task, or else he'll just play with the scattered toys on the floor.
"Is Grandma coming?" He asks sometime later.
"No, it'll be just you and me. Grandma has to stay and protect Basgiath," you sigh, sitting next to him to card your fingers through his curls. You lean towards him, placing a kiss atop his head.
"Oh," he sighs, disappointed.
Lilith has been great to both you and Benny. Right after Violet, she's the second most familiar person. She's often busy, but Benny will make it his mission to squeeze time in with the General. She's one of the strongest women in the military, but entirely weak for Benny's charm. His likeness to her late son is a powerful weapon that debilitates her in an instant.
"But guess what?" You whisper, leaning in to tell him a secret.
"What?" He asks, eyes wide and full of curiosity.
"You'll get to ride on a dragon," you softly say with a smile.
Benny gasps, "Like you, mommy?"
"Mhm, Calliss said you could ride with me to go visit your Aunts. It's a special privilege," you laugh, pulling him to your lap as he processes the news.
Benny gets quiet, leaning back on your chest and playing with a strand of your hair. "What if I fall?" He wonders shyly.
"Hey, hey, hey," you smooth him, wrapping your arms around him. "I would never let you fall, and she wouldn't either. She's very careful, and I'll have you really close to me," you finish by tickling his side.
He squeals, wiggling out of your arms and running straight into his grandmother's legs. "What's all this excitement?" Lilith asks, picking him up.
"I'm riding a dragon!" He yells.
"Benny, the fierce dragon rider," Lilith awes, shooting you a wink, "I remember the first time I rode a dragon. I was scared, but it was okay because I held on tight, closed my eyes, and didn't look down. Aimsir talked me through it and kept me safe."
"Wish you were coming," Benny pouts, holding onto her shoulders.
"That's okay, maybe next time." Lilith's smile faltered for the smallest second, almost mourning another loss.
There might not be a next time, not with the battle brewing beyond the horizon and Basgiath splitting forces. It's the life of a rider, always ready to die.
Later that night, you have Bennett wrapped up in his warmest clothes. His own flight goggles on his head. He said goodbye to his grandmother and excitedly made his way outside.
"Calliss," Benny whispers in awe as he sets his eyes on the red-scaled dragon.
"Hi Calliss," you greet her, grabbing his hand to touch part of her leg.
He's shy, feeling momentarily frightened. Calliss lowers her head to eye and assess the child, narrowed eyes blinking in approval as she faces forward once more.
Benny whimper as you begin to climb up her leg, "It'll be okay. I won't let you fall."
Despite being strapped to you, he hangs tightly to your leathers. Once seated, you help adjust him, deciding to keep him facing your front. That way, when he inevitably falls asleep, he won't hurt his neck. The two packs that held your things were tied to Calliss, allowing you more mobility.
"Ready, beautiful?" you ask your bonded dragon, holding tightly onto the pommel-like spine on her back.
‘Born ready,’ her voice rumbling inside your head as she takes off. It's more prolonged and gentle, considering the child stuck to your body.
Bennett is tense at first; you feel his whines as Calliss gains altitude, his weight shifting against you due to the change in gravity. Once Calliss is gliding across the cold night air, Bennett starts relaxing, eventually falling asleep when the novelty of the clouds wears off.
The flight is long, and you take numerous breaks because of Bennett's small bladder. The tension of encountering a gryphon, or worse, venin has you restless. You decide not to camp out, staying awake for the entire twenty-some hours of your journey to safety.
Calliss guides the way, knowing exactly where to go as she follows the voices of her kind. Glimpses of blue wings reassure you that you're not alone. Calliss's mate is always nearby, hidden within the clouds, ready to protect.
'We're nearly there,' Calliss calls out, slowly descending.
'Who do we report to? Xaden? Violet?' You ask her, wanting to prevent an attack while Benny is with you.
'Does it matter? They know we're coming,' Calliss huffs, briefly turning her head to side-eye the pair of you.
Benny has become comfortable enough to face the front now. Staring at birds that dare to get close to the dragons and making shapes out of the clouds. He's been surprisingly well-behaved for a six-year-old. Then again, it might be the miles of sky below them that is keeping him in check.
You locate the burnt city that's slowly being rebuilt. Dragons litter the land, slight unease glittering as they become used to what might be their new home.
New trails are created in the land as people walk to the city to seek shelter. It's history being made right before your eyes. It makes you nervous, no rebellion ever ends without bloodshed.
"Are we there yet?" Bennett's soft voice snaps you out of your thoughts.
You smile down at him, adjusting the flight goggles on his face. "Almost, Benny, twenty minutes."
You regret giving him a measure of time as he keeps sighing and whining about needing to use the bathroom and being hungry.
Finally, you point out what seems to be the Fortress of Aretia.
You land near the entrance of the fortress. Your muscles ache from flying for so long and being tense. Your back aches with the pulling weight of Bennett. People are emerging from the building. One runs up to Calliss, and when she's near, you recognize her as Mira. Three others litter far away, so you pay them no mind.
'How do I even get down from here?' you question to yourself, assessing the best way to get down. Your body is sore, and you probably haven't felt like this since you were pregnant.
'You came this far, don't die dismounting,' Calliss lilts inside your head, a cloud of smoke coming out of her nostrils. She's helped you this much, don't expect her to lean down and help you even further. The dismount is less than graceful as you land on a crouch, holding Bennett back as he giggles. At least someone's having fun.
You undo the straps gently, letting him down, but it's only a matter of seconds till he's laughing in Mira's arms as she kisses his face. "Auntie Mira, that tickles," he laughs brightly, slightly pulling away from Mira before he places a kiss on her cheek.
"There's my little Benny, I've missed you so much," she coos, hugging him painfully right.
"I'm not little. I was on a dragon, I'm a big boy," Benny exclaims, gesturing wildly with his hands. You watch them as you stretch your muscles, feeling relief when your back cracks.
"You rode a dragon? That must've been so scary," she gasps as her fingers fix the messy curls atop his head. You're probably not any better.
"No, it was fun," he nods dramatically as if convincing himself more than Mira.
"Spoken like a true rider," Mira laughs, finally turning to you, "Hey, how was the flight here?"
She lets Benny stand but holds his hand tightly before he runs off. With two quick steps, she's next to you, giving you an equally bone-crunching hug.
"It was good, could've been a lot worse," you admit, turning to Calliss to tap against her leg, "Calliss made it bearable."
The dragon chuffs in agreement, liking being acknowledged and recognized.
"I'm glad to hear that," Mira softly smiles, squeezing your shoulder.
"Benny, you want to come see Auntie Vi?"
"EEE, YES!" He screams, pulling Mira with all his might to the fortress, despite not knowing where his favorite aunt is.
"Wish I had this same excitement," Mira states, letting herself be pulled as she continues to chat with you. Calliss doesn't budge, staying in place until you've both reached the fortress.
"Listen, soon you'll find out something big. I want you to know that I had no clue that this was happening." Mira randomly says, avoiding your gaze.
"What a way to be cryptic." You don't push for an answer. Like Mira said, you'd find out soon enough. Seems appropriate considering government secrets are being spilled left and right.
"You'll know when you see. Just keep that in mind." Mira's tone is a mix of saccharine sweetness and mischief, wrapped in a lethal layer. The tension in your shoulders fails to relax as your eyes assess your surroundings. It can't be a threat, or she wouldn't be acting so casual. The curiosity is gnawing at you.
Violet and Xaden meet you halfway, the third person slowly approaching. You only make out dark riding leather and lean muscle.
Benny instantly screams for his Auntie Violet, launching himself into her arms. Violet laughs, carrying him easily, no longer bothered by his weight. Her newfound strength clear as day, weak and fragile Violet is no more. You never doubted her abilities.
"Benny, this is Xaden, my good friend," Violet introduces a skeptical Bennett to her boyfriend.
"Yeah, good friend my ass," Mira coughs quietly to you, making you laugh. The couple ignores you, paying attention only to the child in Violet's arms.
Bennett quietly side eyes him, wrapping a small finger around one of Violet's loose hair strands.
"Benny, say hi," you encourage him. Against all odds, you don't hate Xaden Riorson. Despite most in Basgiath shunning him and the other marked ones, you can't bring yourself to hate him.
He is not his father. He did not kill Brennan Sorrengail. You did enjoy Fen Riorson’s death very much. It was a pleasure to make him see things that weren't there. He never saw Lilith's dagger coming at him. Lilith took the honor and recognition of taking him out, but the satisfaction was all yours.
"Hi, Mr. Xaden," he mutters, burying his head in Violet's shoulder. Playing with the strands that fall from her crown braid, trying to avoid Xaden's intense yet soft gaze.
"Hello, Bennett," he says as Violet coos at the child. Xaden's smile escapes before he's able to hide it.
"We should head inside and get you something to eat. There's a room ready for both of you as well." Xaden states. He's not trying to gain anyone's approval, but he hopes you give him the benefit of the doubt. You're important to Violet, you might as well be a sister related by blood.
The scuffling of boots interrupts the conversation. Mira is ready for the mayhem that may occur, while Violet grimaces, focusing on Benny. Xaden remains stoic, slightly out of place in this family matter.
You look up only to find vividly bronze hair, freckles you've memorized a thousand times over, and amber eyes you still get lost in. You must be exhausted to remember him so vividly. The projection of Brennan is as you remember him last, alive and breathing. Gods, your mind is playing games because you've been awake for nearly two days straight.
You smile. It happens to you more than you care to admit. You make up illusions of him to feel him close.
'That is not an illusion.' Calliss roars in your mind, and you wince, burying your head in your hands at the sheer volume of it. The ground trembles as she approaches. Violet turns around to shield Benny, guessing what's coming next. You barely react, Mira grabbing your shoulders and pulling you to her side.
'Told you she'd overreact,' Marbh grumbles as he intercepts Calliss, landing with force and roaring to push her back.
Bennett climbs over Violet's shoulder to try to watch the two dragons fight, but Xaden blocks his view by stepping behind Violet. You frown at the commotion, your head confused and hurting from the energy coming from your dragon.
Calliss snarls and bears her teeth at Marbh. Marbh. Brennan's dragon. You recognize him without fault, you always searched for him on the battlefield. Spotting him meant Brennan was nearby. "What?"
'He's a liar. They both are,' Calliss all but yells in your mind. You turn away from the dragons, meeting those amber eyes. Apologies and regret reflect off of them. Your heart stops, filling with hope and want.
You step closer, and he meets you halfway. Raising your shaking hand, you touch his cheek, the light stubble scratching your fingertips. You gasp, you haven't made this up. He's real. He's here. He's alive. How? Tears well up in your eyes, and everyone waits with bated breath.
You've all but convinced yourself this is a terrifying dream. Soon you'll wake up in tears, unable to fall back asleep.
"Hello, wife," Brennan speaks softly, leaning into your touch. Gods, he's longed for you for so much time, and now you're here.
You cry at the sound of his voice. The only thing you could never replicate. Not even in dreams. Your thumb brushes over his cheek. Warm tears spill from your eyes, and he's quick to brush them away. His touch is familiar, the same callous on his fingers from fighting with daggers.
You're so elated that he's alive. That the man you haven't been able to stop loving is back in your life. You're so relieved that Benny will have another parent in case something happens to you.
"Brennan," you sob, wrapping your arms around him as you collapse in his chest.
He instantly holds you close, pressing his cheek to the top of your head. Silent tears mark his face. He missed the sound of your, voice saying his name.
His sisters watch fondly at a distance. Bennett stared at his mother with a frown due to her crying.
Your breath hiccups, and your hold loosens as you create some distance between you and Brennan. Your eyebrows knit together, and your head tilts, trying to make sense that Brennan is alive.
Slowly, the veil of longing starts to lift, because if he's been alive for the last six years, he broke his promise. Not only did he leave you, he left you with a child.
"Sweetheart?" Brennan calls out to you.
It only serves to snap you back to reality as you push him back roughly. Brennan stumbles, extending his hand to you.
All those feelings of joy and relief shift to anger and disappointment as they course through your veins in copious amounts. You feel betrayed to the maximum degree.
Whatever Brennan's reasons were, they do not justify his actions. Did he never consider reaching out to explain himself? He didn't have the guts to face his grieving family. Because of him, Asher Sorrengail died. This goes beyond him lying to you.
'Let him have it,' Calliss provokes you, wanting to see your past lover suffer the way you did.
Brennan knows before you say a word. Your tells haven't changed. Your eyes tell a million stories, and this might be the end of his based on the way you're staring him down. He should've known it wouldn't be this easy.
"Mommy?" Benny softly says, confused by the sudden shift in mood.
Brennan looks at Bennett as if noticing him for the first time, and the striking resemblance between the two. "Mommy?" He repeats, turning back to you.
"Violet, Mira, why don't you go show Bennett around and give him something to eat?" Your words couldn't have been clearer.
"Come on, Benny. You can meet my friends," Violet instantly turns and Xaden follows, blocking Benny from view.
Mira lingers, wanting to witness the inevitable clash, but your glare has her retreating with her hands in the air.
The silence is chilling. Brennan allows it as he notices how you're processing everything that's happened in the last five minutes. Marbh and Calliss stare from afar, ready to protect their rider. Those two never got along quite well.
He's processing himself, he's a father? A dad? The kid looks just like him, freckles and toothy grin included. There's no denying it. How could he let this happen? He's majorly screwed.
"You've been alive this whole time?" It's the only reasonable question to start with.
Brennan suddenly finds it hard to speak because no matter what he says, he risks losing you. All this time, he knew you were alive and well, but he didn't mourn you the same way you did. He always had the hope of reuniting with you while you were left to think you'd never see him again.
You grow frustrated with each passing second. You close your hands into fists and push his chest. "Answer me!"
You need to know why he decided to play dead for six years. Were you not important enough to know why?
"Talk, dammit! Why did you pretend to die and not tell me, Brennan? You broke your promise; you never came back. You promised you wouldn't leave me like my parents did. But you did! Why, what was so important?" Tears rush down your cheeks, but Brennan holds himself back, knowing he risks getting punched in the face again.
There had to be more than the rebellion, or was his loyalty that fickle?
"Sweetheart, please, I had to," he pleads. He made up stories that you'd welcome him back with open arms, but they are just that, stories.
'How foolish of you,' Marbh echoes in his head. 'You should say something before she storms away.'
"What would force you to leave without as much as a goodbye Brennan?" You yell, fists colliding with his chest. It hurts, but he deserves it. You're holding back anyway; you have the strength to have him on his ass.
"I'm sorry, please forgive me." It's all he can muster. Years of thinking about what he would say to you, and yet it all falls short because in all scenarios, it was just you and him, but now there's a child he didn't know about involved.
"Forgive you?" You say incredulously, taking your fingers through your hair, "You're unbelievable. How can I, Brennan? I loved you, you were my family, and I was forced to mourn you while you were here, doing what, joining a rebellion? You don't know what I went through or what your family went through. You can't begin to imagine the pain you caused all of us."
Brennan's shoulders sag, and he stares at the dirt on his boots. The shame is eating him alive. Mira had already given him a similar lecture, but it's different coming from you.
"I-I didn't know. Is he mine?" he whispers, trying to reach for you. Brennan has to hear you say that Bennett is his.
He didn't know you were pregnant. His choices would've been much different if he knew. There lies the problem, he didn't stick around to learn about Benny.
The child on Violet's arms, calling you 'mommy', left him shell-shocked. Mira and Violet didn't tell him, they didn't believe he deserved to know. It's the truth. He left it all to fight a battle that wasn't his to begin with. At the time, it felt like the right thing to do.
"No, he's mine because I had to learn of his existence on my own because his father 'died.'" you spit, knocking your shoulders against his to follow the trail the others left, or so Brennan thinks as you disappear from sight.
You do everything in your power to avoid breaking down further. Mira is just at the entrance of the fortress, waiting for you. She gives you an apologetic look as she guides you to your room.
"Change, rest, sleep, cry, whatever you want. We'll take care of Benny. I have a room to myself, and I'll take him down for a nap when he's done eating." Mira says, pulling you into a much-needed hug. "He's an absolute idiot." You cling to her, sobbing into Mira's shoulder for a while.
Meanwhile, Brennan is still outside, his knees pressed against the packed soil. He thought once he saw you again, everything would be back to normal. That you'd reunite without a hitch and go on about your lives.
You've changed, though, and he was the one to force that change in you. His reasoning made sense five years ago, if he left, you would still be protected. You'd mourn him, but you would have his family, and you'd eventually move on until the day he'd reveal himself to expose Basgiath's leadership.
He should've known better. Your past is anything but simple. There's trauma there that could never be erased. He meant his promise that morning, he would come back to you each time, but then, he died, if only for a few moments.
Brennan learned about what General Melgren and his mother hid, he couldn't return to Badgiath with this new knowledge. That meant leaving you temporarily; only days turned to weeks, which in turn became months, and then years.
'And now you'll still lose her,' Marbh weighs in, lifting off.
‘Thanks, I hadn't come to that conclusion yet,' Brennan sighs, watching blearily as Marbh takes off with Calliss following closely behind.
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The danny war
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Thank you to everyone who got me to 250 likes!
Xaden Riorson Has Liver Problems
So I just saw a video that was talking about how a golden ring around your iris or gold flecks in your pupil could be a result of liver problems which causes copper build up in various parts of the body.
Violet always describes Xaden's eyes as onyx flecked with gold. I also have onyx eyes but with a golden ring around my iris. And I also have liver problems. Recently I just had jaundice which I'm still recovering from, and I love oily foods and potatoes.
I am not asking you to diagnose yourself with something or anything of sorts. But I am trying to share my personal head canon of Xaden having a weak liver. I feel like he would love oily food as a teen or chocolate. Which is canon, he loves chocolate. It was said by Talia.
I'm just here imagining a teenage Xaden on a week of just fruits because of jaundice. And laughing my ass off. I feel like he would have gone through jaundice at least once in his life and I feel like Garrick would have just eaten things he couldn't infront of him. Just to piss Xaden off.
Xaden having flashbacks to jaundice when he looks at street food just sounds perfect. I hope Rebecca makes it canon because it would make him more human. And I always imagined Xaden's lines to be a bit more sarcastic than everyone thinks they are. I personally like to think he's a sassy bitch who talks shit with Garrick, Bodhi and Imogen.
Why the hell is everyone here shipping Imogen and Garrick together? I literally don't even remember the last time they had a proper interaction. I THOUGHT SHE WAS LESBIAN THE WHOLE TIME. THAT SHE HAD A GIRLFRIEND. I was internally shipping her with Rhiannion.
IS NO ONE GOING TO TALK ABOUT **MIRA AND DRAKE**?
Because I can swear, they're a much better ship. The rivals to lovers dinamic here? The way she kicked hin in the groin when she found out who he was? PEAK RIVALS TO LOVERS! And let's not even start on how he named his kitten 'Broccoli' just to piss her off.
And please stay off Brennan except 'x reader' fics please.
The Fallen Star and Death
hi! So I haven't watched TDP in ages so I apologise for any inaccuracies that might be in this fic. Also note that english isn't my native language so sorry in advance. thank you. Note that this happens after Aaravos sends the moon primal stone around the world.
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As Claudia and Aaravos waited for the primal stone to arrive. They could hear the gallop of a horse, just more eerie. The temperature started to drop little by little. Creating an uneasy atmosphere around as time ticked and the sound of the gallops was becoming louder and louder.
"I'm getting conserned about the sound... I don't want any unicorn zombies eating me or something." Claudia complained creeped out of her wits.
"There will be nothing of sorts. You need not worry yourself." Aaravos answered.
"Nothing of sorts, Little Deceiver?" A voice asked.
Behind them was death herself also known as the last grim reaper or Y/N. She was a goddess of sorts, a former lover of Aaravos.
She was wearing a simple black dress, two long slits to her thighs her body adorned with silver jewellery as her H/L H/C hair flew behind her.
She was on a sentient horse skeleton... pegasus actually made of bone. Looking haunting as her E/C eyes pierced into Claudia's very soul.
What was different about Y/N was how she wore a crown of bone leaking blood from its marrow, letting the blood drip to her face and whole body.
"My, my, who might you be, the grim reaper?" Aaravos asked innocently as Claudia shook with fear in the distance.
"I see through your lies and straight to that corrupted soul you harbour, Fallen Star." Y/N sneered, her fangs making Claudia flinch. As she saw they dropped of blood.
Aaravos, revealed his true form. Not seeing reason to keep up the disguise.
"I didn't think you could still see through my magic." Aaravos replied much likely talking to himself as Claudia stood frozen with fear behind.
" Oh Y/N...You look as ravishing and as delicious as the day you turned against me." Aaravos taunted.
"Flattery will get you nowhere, Fallen Star." Y/N growled. Her eyes full of anger.
"It got me to your bed...Why can't it get me out of trouble... don't you remember how you'd promise me the very universe? And now? The irony is just-" Before he could finish his sentence Y/N interrupted him.
"ENOUGH, DECEIVER! You come into my grounds?! Steal what belongs to me?! And now expect me to bed you?! And to come with a mortal nonetheless? Such disrespect?" She screamed getting off her pegasus and matching towards them. Making Claudia faint with fear as Aaravos didn't bat an eye.
"Is it wrong for me to simply borrow things from my lover? I was merely coming here to speak with you, darling." He replied, whispering into her ear, as she pulled out her dagger, pressing him against a tree with it as it drew blood
"I will never be your lover again!" Y/N screamed at him.
"Ohh darling... you always have been. Always will be." He answered, his voice slightly husky with desire, pressing his thumb to her bottom lip.
"Cat got your tongue?" How taunted, his other hand on her waist as he pulled her against him. Y/N wasn't answering, frozen.
"I missed you so much. Every single second was the worst. The torment eating me alive." He said sincerely to her, lowering her dagger as her eyes soften.
"Let me be with you tonight, darling." He whispered, his grip on her tightening.
"I'm sorry." Y/N whispered, her voice laced with guilt.
"I forgive you." He answered his gaze lowering to her lips in temptation, the desire evident in his eyes.
"May I?" He asked his voice gentle, treading on thin ice.
Y/N pressed her lips to his, her hands cupping his cheeks as they slightly shook. Aaravos returned the kiss, a tear slipping down his cheek as he pulled her closer. His hand tangled in her hair as his tongue entered her mouth. She gasped slightly, her mouth being open just enough for him to kiss her properly.
They were two souls meant to be together. Held back by the world yet now meeting at last in a blaze of desire and sorrow for lost time. Finally together after years of torment apart. A love so bright it could light up the whole sky.
New REBLOG Game
Just fucking lie about the previous poster
Prev is actually three turtles in a trench coat wearing a tiny fedora
@radio-silence-fan @babyqueenfangirl @ovalbrain @crowwolf8 @tatortots0478 @pirulated @that-little-lychee @thedamsolangelofan + open tags
prev is rudely inactive on tumblr
@roselandsrl @thatonequeerk1d @cieraheart @winter-depressed-belle @optimisticc-overthoughtss
prev is secretly a potato with a some trendy kicks, a rainbow poncho and a pride pin stuck in its skin ( and keeps it there even tho it hurts cuz pride representation)
@butter-is-bored @butter-is-bored @pickledsprite @sleepandblog @saltywastelandjase @mentally-tori-261 @oliveparis @galaxys-universe @babyqueenfangirl
Prev has 23 pet unicorns and if a secret veteran in the Charlie the unicorn war.
@aaronhollow1950 @hadiescrusader @thedamsolangelofan
Prev married a volcano and they had 3 daughters named Rocky, Magma, and John.
Aw fuck! How did you know???
YOU MARRIED A VOLCANO AND HAD BABIES WITH IT?!
CONGRATS BRO!
also it was just a wild guess
Prev ate a pack of 10 red pencils thinking they were strawberry pencil candies
@sdherself @rawr-bibichan12 @livybug-15
I’m shocked that hasn’t happened tbh
prev is a murderous demon with little black wings
Prev is an AWFUL writer and a GREEN dinosaur
HOW DARE YOU DISGRACE MY NAME BY CALLING ME GREEN! I AM PURPLE THROUGH AND THROUGH
LMAO
Prev hates good omens
@the-ineffable-parker @acetrashgremlin @daggerhobbit @aspenindatree @microraptorhours @fennec-sucks @alek-softy @andy-the-lovely @random-fandom-chaos @whimsical-laboratory-tragedy @macbethsperiodblood @allonsyreyy @50-shades-of-gay23 @the-toaster-rat @snuggle-bug @frogz-r-gay @theorphicforest @c0nstantlyscreaming +anybody else
prev has never been deranged a day in their life and only wears orange on SUNDAYS
@stickparrot @girl-rudely-interrupted @obsessed-loser
This creature hates DC =]
@local-loudmouth @anomal-studios @baileythebean @plusbacon @nicolletheloverofbooks @nat-the-rat326 @piratebeanscore @eclipssnstars @emoalcoholic @shadowstemplex @icechucker @itzzzzzzyyyyydaaaaa @dannieboy594 @deimosbreakfrost @dumbandartistic @killer-bug-boi @lunadreamsdespondently @mentally-tori-261 @vinnielov3r @highclasshomosexual @justthatpersonalex @jurassicworldisbetter
I think that’s everyone?
Prev hates pizza bites and rootbeer >v<
@videocassettes-and-promises, @vixxy-izzy, @ranidaee, @crowwwwwwwwww, @loftedlow, @tittysuckersworld, @ranpo-beloved, @gigglestick-9000, @user-drogon, @xxgomezzxx, @geetar2008, @shitpostingsystem, @thefarmerthatlivesinyourwalls, @stargirl1331, @astray-arlo, @lanterns-and-lightmares, @cassidy-is-stuck, @fyodors-dusty-ass-hat, @kermit-the-fag-uwu, @scarlet-reverie, @fand0m-fano12, @weballingsad, @bubblycherry07, @asillyprettything, @yaboithebees, @yumereblogs, @marmot-bee-person, @casualexistence, @queen-bbl
This lovely person here hate’s epic the musical! Like full blown hates it! They Don’t want a single person talking about the musical! They also hate role playing! Ohh, amd their name is definitely ‘I don’t chuck ice’
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prev is a homophobic straight white guy
@dinosagoofball @that-one-introvert-theater-kid @scarlettthetiredone @devoutlyfuturisticwizard @emmatshoaf @tayembya @sillysillygoose2025 @isabellaaaaaa-anime297 @supelieen @broccoliiiiiiii @ill-steal-your-tea @dear-little-brother @i-got-a-little-too-silly @vixxy-izzy @lilithdeathbed @bubblycherry07 @raynetherainbowwithaflamethrower @obsessively-green @elliesartstuff @cinnamonsnack @most-sane-classicist @arial-12px-italic-bold @papillondusublime @ghostcat1413 @acosmist001 @possumsus @locknessmons30 @aktugawas-eyebrows
Prev is a blonde teenager with daddy issues and boy problems
@biggestqiblifan @prumbus-bumbus @h0ly-0r-m0ly @cardanlover004 @laneynoir @werewolfadmirer
Prev is an absolute dickhead who is a homophobic bastard and brings rain clouds everywhere, moods dropping like flies when they come in prev’s vicinity
@lemedstudent2021 @thylocalbard @permetutotheworld @fukurouonthesea @the-eclipse-is-in-me @grim-reaper-offical
@moonelight
Prev can finish their work on time without getting distracted
@can-tab-eater-offical @leviathan-offical @homosexuality-offical
Prev’s name is NOT Ripper and she always sticks around when I talk to her in the Sims 4
@ur-least-fav-gal-offical @eating-offical @red-solo-cup-offical @knights-templar-offical @drinking-offical
prev is NOT an individual that likes can tabs a lil too much and is NOT my best friend
@leviathan-offical @archangel-uriel-offical @homosexuality-offical @grim-reaper-offical @grims-horse-offical
Prev lives in the country of Australia
@the-figure-offical @raphael-offical @leviathan-offical @grim-reaper-offical @time-offical @small-victorian-child-offical @homosexuality-offical @wizardex-yt
Prev is not a fun person who could be described as a “goofy goober”
@red-solo-cup-offical @arson-offical @beelzebub-offical @blooket-offical @catboy-offical
Prev has eaten a purple Elmer’s glue stick because they thought it would taste like grapes
@evilducks-offical @duck-offical @murder–offical @jeff-offical
Prev has joined a cult and which they dedicate their life to anti-arson propaganda
@red-solo-cup-offical @offical-offical @onion-opinions-offical @official–eve @duck-offical
Prev is a one singular goose who spreads the good lords word across the globe
@adam–official @archangel-gabriel-offical @cain-official @sappho-offical @lilith-offical
Prev is straight and all of the -phobics
@poseidon-offical @aphrodite-offical @artemis-offical
prev is a faithful spouse
fuckinuhhhh idk @onion-opinions-offical hello son
Prev talks to all his children and has a fear of water
Hi dad :)
@cloud-offical @the-officallings-offical @the-police-offical
prev is wanted for warcrimes
@murder–offical
prev has committed war crimes and hides it by becoming a cop
@chaos-ducks + open tags :3
prev is an upstanding citizen
@ivysbea @i-am-a-duck-collector @duck-offical @evil-bread-offical @rottingpresident @goldfishinabottle @randommariithings @traderotales + open tags and people I missed!
prev is a goose
@twokidsinatrenchcoatoffical @old-mcdonald-farmer-offical
i paid eating offical to eat prev
@black-death-offical @red-solo-cup-offical
idc if youve done it before do it again/j/lh/pos
@belphegor-offical @thought-process-offical @evil-bread-offical
(three people randomly selected from the slideshow :3)
prev is a very young farmer @pandora-offical @shangdi-offical
@eating-offical @farting-offical
prev is definitely not a lethal disease and is actually a nice and normal pathogen! @those-goddamned-stairs-offical
prev is a liquid!
@eating-offical @poolrooms-offical @backrooms-offical @ballpit-offical @human-joe-offical @alien-joe-offical
Prev is flat
If u see it, ur more than welcome to join!
Prev is a sandbox
@steve-offical
prev is a character from the hit tv show “friends”
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhjh
@homosexuality-offical @cia-offical @some one else idk many people
prev is a straight woman
@the-irs-offical @fbi–offical @profain-offical @shangdi-offical + open tags
prev has never kidnapped anyone
@elvis-offical @the-great-mage-offical @ant-offical etc :)
prev has NOT seen everyone’s search history
@britain-offical @satan-offical @bugwizard4lyfe @jeff-offical @james-offical @art-block-offical @fire-offical @perfection-official
prev doesn’t even know how to perfectly cast spells
@chaos-ducks @tyler-durden-official
Prev cannot keep anything clean and perfect
@ivysbea @someacedude @murder–offical @traderotales @voydhund @t0mmmy @dragonmine-24 @goldfishinabottle @fatallyabirder and open tags!
Prev dislikes all animals
@murder–offical @hekate-offical @shark-albert-offical @jacksepticeye-simp @the-pope-offical + anyone else who want to :]
prev is NOT married to elsa
@virtora1999 @moonylupin64 @rebel-rex
prev listens to Taylor Swift religiously
prev absolutely HATES american rock band my chemical romance
@ketchup-is-green @helgasinclairwasmyfirstcrush
prev ISNT going to get executed by his grand immortal dictator
@scarecrowwannabe @thatswife @axelmustdie
prev is dyslexic and can’t read for shit
@0rganl0ver @stupidlanie @ anyone else idrk
Prev is a shark in a trench coat with a mustache and a fedora with a magnifying glass in their fin.
@artybinz @ghostiehauntsthehellspace @crims0nr0s3 @asplittingofthemind2007
prev is from the year 2 BC
@thecrazyalchemist @devi0usn3ss @cabin13winion @ghostiehauntsthehellspace @coquette-corpsie @abandon-asthma-inhale-clouds @asteroid-fruitcup @average-lonely-dancer @chaoticmusician @athenalvr46782 @zhr-dtr @smolpinkgremlin
prev is actually Time Baby reincarnated
@gravityfalls @timebabyblogs-blog @quietlyartistic13 @ghostiehauntsthehellspace
Prev is actually part of the FBI and we are all on their watch list… better watch out!
@radagastthesilly @cocainecoveredstrawberry @bouchard00 @xivvins @deadgaychoirkid @deadlyyoungandbeautiful @swagtreeengineer @whispywonderland @yourspoetically13 @tubnoxious
Prev is actually a fluffy unicorn @sylki221b-of-the-shire @the-woodlandfaerie @sunnyyy-daze @iwanderbecauseimlost + open tag
Prev’s account is run by a moose
@wowstrawberrycow @varda-star-queen @gauntletgirlie @valar-did-me-wrong @the-bogginses-are-gay @assortedvariety @permanentlyexhaustedpigeon88 + anyone who wants to join!
prev is benedict cumberbatch’s number one hater
@sadiesinkobsessedsstuff @shadowyyyidk @muduus @queer-but-not-here @leofromsomewhere @faguettism @asneakyobserver @lorax-devito @stat1celeven @miiiwu @bylersisendgame2 @leoluvsbilkyjo @ode-to-berlermo @reed-reed @mayfieldsgardens @stormy-days-27 @spocks-got-a-glock @sarkylittlemonster @20riley25 @apurplesloth + anyone else who wants to lie about me :P
prev is an avid mileven and they hate will byers
@ode-to-berlermo @letterbetter13 @zarbylerz @4-6-1-3-7 @scroofy-was-here @shadowyyyidk @pointmetotheundertow @queer-but-not-here @higuysetc @finnaticccc + anyome who’d like yo lie ona random tuesday <33
prev HATES byler and especially mike wheeler. they’re also 307 years old and have committed war crimes.
@ickyalienxx @here-for-the-vibe @bersdolin @bluemeetsyellowblahblah7437 @queer-but-not-here @epik-bylerfan @fatfatgaybitch @letterbetter13 @evilbookworm @spirefoul @miwi-endgame
prev is the #1 Will Byers opp and their entire personality revolves around hating them. they’re also a hardcore milkvan shipper
npt: @bylersisendgame2 @thisusedtobeafanpage @oliverisagaymuggleborn @lucystark12 @mikewheelerkinniefinalboss
Prev has never even heard of stranger things. Also, prev once ate four bowls of beans in one sitting for no particular reason.
npt: @words-dont-word @apjofan @damsnackbar03 @lemonlinelights @rottingcherrywood @interstellarneighbourhood @xbuggyxboyx @stqrfucker
prev hates cherries, gay people, shows about gay people, bands that are gay, and cherries.
@nanochittle @valdelion @bingle-official @yes-im-youtube-kids @abyssal-system-works @wet-leaf @netherator
prev thinks anime is shit. specifically death note. also has never heard of gay people and would rather die than watch supernatural
@incognito-mode-official @its-target-official @bonafide-browser-brave @the-tumblur-searchbar @ilikeunicornsactually
Prev actually hates Star Trek and is also a bore to hear from. I would totally never want to hear another update about their life
(Lol)
Been a while since I did a reblog game! @aficionadoenthusiast @strangedandelion @theenchantress36
prev has never left their home district which is in the same time zone as mine :)
@kaymardsa (only if you feel up to it!) @plutos-still-a-planet @loop-deloo @dam-bluecookies
