oh, here's a fun eswap Sausage fact that I think you'd appreciate— the tunnel to Dawn was one of the first he established. It both gives him opportunities to visit Dawn more frequently than he would without the tunnel system in place and gives him ample opportunities to bother Katherine at times.
He has learned that she Will Not Respond if he shows up when the sun isn't up, so he will occasionally check the sky for these purposes alone. Everyone else will have him show up whenever he feels like showing up, though.
ABJSDBKHAGJHE I LOVE that!!! He takes his gossip tunnels to go bother his bestie <3
I just. Imagine him showing up at midnight. It’s fine!!! He’ll just wake her up :) and after five minutes of trying to wake her up she yawns, rolls over, and doesn’t wake up
he’s got a clock above that tunnel fr fr
The caves of Gobland were always alive with sound: the humming of the forges, the crackling of lava, the rattling of the minecarts—and, currently, the soft pitter-patter of small goblin feet. Sausage scrambled over the pipes, checking them for any leaks. It was a simple but important thing, just something to keep himself busy. He wasn’t tired, and it was time for a routine checkup on the pipes anyway. A lava leak could be disastrous.
He was bored, though, and he was almost done checking them. Sausage took great care to keep the pipes up, and he hadn’t found a single leak the entire time. He still hadn’t found any when he finished observing the length of the pipe, leaving him nothing else to do.
He could go bother another emperor, maybe? Actually, he quite liked that idea. He hopped off the pipes, darting to his gossip diplomatic tunnels. He hovered before them, trying to decide which one to choose. He could visit Scott? He didn’t really want to visit Jimmy. Maybe…
He turned slowly to his favorite tunnel—which also happened to be the longest tunnel. Longest meaning it took several hours for him to finally arrive.
But it was the tunnel to Dawn, the kingdom of his good friend Princess Katherine.
He hopped over to the track to Dawn, checking the minecart to make sure it would run fine. He hoped the track didn’t have any holes in it—it was a hotspot for creepers due to the low light levels, and it would be a pain to deal with any issues in the track.
He should probably grab some rails and slabs to fix it, just in case. Actually—
Sausage scampered to the entrance of the cave, peeking around the entrance arc. Perhaps he didn’t need to go that far, but it would at least help him to get a closer estimate of the time.
The sun was completely absent in the sky, save what the hopeful might call a hint of pink at the edge of the horizon. The moon, at least, hinted more towards the arrival of day, hidden by the mountain on its way to sink below the horizon.
So, basically, it looked like it would be night for a while.
But Sausage was hopeful, and wouldn’t it be day by the time he arrived at Dawn? Probably?
Yeah, that sounded right. He scuttled back down into the caves to the tunnels, hopping into the cart without a second thought. He reached forward, pulling the lever to send himself shooting off down the track.
It was not quite morning when Sausage arrived. By which Sausage meant the sun was not yet visible; only her radiance shone slightly over the edge of the horizon, like a knight preparing the way for its queen.
And perhaps the sun was a queen. Or perhaps it was a princess.
Either way, he knew which one he’d come to see. And he knew the one he’d come to see wasn’t awake yet.
Well, the sunrise was pretty.
After a moment, Sausage began heading towards Katherine’s castle. Even if she wasn’t awake yet, he could still make the trek ahead of time. And the view of the sunrise would be better up there.
The sunrise was nice. There was just something special about seeing the dark of the night sky fade into a color not far from the pink of Katherine’s dress before bursting into ginger reds and pumpkin oranges and golden yellows.
The sun was fully visible when Sausage began scrambling down the tower, meaning that Katherine was almost certainly awake. That was good. There wasn’t really a point in visiting a friend if you never saw them.
If Sausage had to guess, he’d say it was about the time Katherine usually had breakfast. Taking that knowledge, he found his way down to the kitchens to indulge in whatever was for breakfast. And talk to Katherine, he supposed, but that wasn’t as important.
He was just kidding. Partially.
It didn’t matter anyway, as his guess was correct—Katherine sat politely at her dining table, slowly eating what smelled like warm cinnamon rolls and was sure to be even better than it smelled. It was also certain to have a least some form of honey in it—Sausage was pretty sure that sunborns were literally allergic to making anything without honey at this point.
Sausage tapped his way over to Katherine on soft feet, pausing a distance from her chair. “Good morning, sleeping beauty,” he teased, his face crinkling into a smile. “I don’t suppose you’re willing to share that?”
Katherine startled with a gasp, her head turning so fast it looked as if it hurt. Sausage winced in sympathy. “WH—Sausage! Don’t sneak up on me like that!” Katherine spluttered, turning to wipe her mouth in her napkin. When she’d properly recovered, she turned to him with an exasperated expression on her face. “Is there a reason you’re in my castle this early?” She asked.
“Of course, Kath. Breakfast?” Sausage added innocently, eyeing Katherine’s cinnamon roll. Her face clouded for a moment with confusion before clearing as she laughed.
“What did I expect?” Katherine teased, pushing her chair back to stand up. “C’mon, little goblin man. Let me get you some cinnamon rolls.”
Sausage perked up at that, following her excitedly. His eagerness grew as he watched her dish up the plate, even going so far as to drizzle it with honey. Then again, that was very much Katherine—it had to be presentable; so presentable it was almost too pretty to eat.
It was good that Sausage didn’t have that problem. Within seconds of Katherine placing the plate on the table next to hers he began devouring it. Katherine stifled a laugh at the little goblin—he hadn’t waited for Katherine to get the special chair she had for him, so he stood with his feet on the chair and his head just peeking over the table.
Sausage was too busy enjoying his cinnamon rolls to notice Katherine’s fond expression. And perhaps that was better, because Saint Oli knows he’d bother her so much more if she let on that she enjoyed his presence. He was already enough of a menace, he didn’t need any more reason to annoy her!
Welp, same anon that asked about Pris and El, I'm just adding some things since I've watched the stream now
So Pris said to El that whenever you need me I'll protect you also she messed up a fair bit by unintentionally belittling El but apologized and gave her a gift as 'repayment' and said that she gets nervous around El
Idk I just want angst
it's been so very long,, this has sat in my notes for so long,,, i'm genuinely so sorry abt that i forgot i still hadn't finished this one,,, ANYWAY HERE HAVE AN ELOISE MONOLOGUE
Prismarina was nice.
After hours of deliberating, that was the solution she had come to.
It shouldn’t have taken that long, really—it wasn’t like she knew a lot about Prismarine, or Pris as she had told Eloise to call her.
It’s just, she’d said some concerning things in those few times El had met her. But she’d also said just as many sweet things about El and about her goals to become the Supreme Witch.
For example, Pris had mentioned something about destroying the other witches. That was a problem. El quite liked the other witches, actually. Scott, despite his cursing, was quite sweet to her, and she considered him a friend. Mostly. She hadn’t meant all of the others yet, but they seemed nice.
Besides, El would rather not take this competition that seriously. El would love to become the Supreme Witch—she’d have a home. She’d have friends. People would have to love her!—but she wouldn’t take it so far as to hurt the other witches like that. That just wasn’t nice. Eloise preferred to keep things more lighthearted than that. Otherwise, no one would laugh at her jokes.
So there was that.
But she’d also said a lot of nice things about El. Even if she didn’t seem to think El could become the Supreme Witch, which was a bit rude, she’d seemed to like El. Maybe Pris found her amusing or something.
So there was also that to consider. For now, El had decided that they evened themselves out. Pris was nice until she did something that proved otherwise. Until then, Eloise thought Prismarina could make a good new friend.
She’d have to see what happened. A little murder was okay, that was forgivable. Eloise did that quite a lot. But there were some things she wouldn’t stand for.
She was sure it was fine though. She couldn’t imagine Pris would do anything that bad to anyone. It would be fine! It usually was.
Starting from now, posts are going to happen differently, instead of not happening at all as it's been for the last eight months. My main fics I plan to update at least once every other month, though this may not work properly until i finish That One Vfh fic. (i love that fic but ALSO it's such a pain to write you don't even know,,,)
There will very likely be drabbles posted in between that time! more specifically, of the coffee shop au variety, but also of any asks in the inbox or just anything i felt like writing. writing request will still be open, but very likely will take longer bc I don't want to burn myself out as horrifically as I did last year- it depends on my motivation for the drabble!
There is also a voting system I plan to institute after i finish That One Fic! Every other month I'll post a vote for which current fic will be updated, and then I'll write a chapter for that fic! (don't worry if a fic you like doesn't get voted for, though- every fic i have will get at least one more update! and if you ever want to know more about a fic, I would love to ramble about them!)
Finally, because it's Christmas season, and also because I very much want to start writing again, I'll be doing drabble requests for any fics I currently have or have mentioned at some point!
So!!! basically what's happening is just a reorg of the blog so i don't get killed by writer's block again. And to all those people who still have requests in the inbox, I'm so sorry I'll finish those I promise-
when there's gonna be another updates for the fics?? not forced ofc!!! i just miss them 0;;
oh, it depends which fic we’re talking about! I definitely have favorites, so some get updated more than others! I’m definitely willing to work on another chapter for an fic you’re particularly interested in, though! also ALWAYS feel free to comment or ask abt a fic!!!! I love talking about them and will rant about them if given any excuse
can we talk about home. not the word, not the place.
do you know what it means to say that?
do you know what it is when home is not a word or a place, but a feeling? And when those words or places are meant to bring about that feeling—but they come up short?
do you know all those books and stories and shows where the hero made it so far and fought so hard, and in the end found that one special feeling that we cannot describe as anything other than home?
do you know—do you remember—what it feels like to say I want to go home without referring to anything at all, except that special sense of something that you wish you had?
have you ever said I want to go home in the midst of your house and your family, yet still referring to that something else?
do you remember wondering what home was, because you wanted it yet never really experienced it?
does anyone else have. that problem. where they keep pausing a film or putting down a book because something emotional is happening. or is that a me thing
LUZ. SWEETHEART. I UNDERSTAND YOU WANNA BE THE CHOSEN ONE BUT WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TRUSTING A STRANGE MAN AND GOING ON A QUEST IN A WORLD YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT. AT LEAST DO SOME RESEARCH
does anyone else have. that problem. where they keep pausing a film or putting down a book because something emotional is happening. or is that a me thing
LUZ. SWEETHEART. I UNDERSTAND YOU WANNA BE THE CHOSEN ONE BUT WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TRUSTING A STRANGE MAN AND GOING ON A QUEST IN A WORLD YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT. AT LEAST DO SOME RESEARCH
does anyone else have. that problem. where they keep pausing a film or putting down a book because something emotional is happening. or is that a me thing
LUZ. SWEETHEART. I UNDERSTAND YOU WANNA BE THE CHOSEN ONE BUT WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TRUSTING A STRANGE MAN AND GOING ON A QUEST IN A WORLD YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT. AT LEAST DO SOME RESEARCH
does anyone else have. that problem. where they keep pausing a film or putting down a book because something emotional is happening. or is that a me thing
LUZ. SWEETHEART. I UNDERSTAND YOU WANNA BE THE CHOSEN ONE BUT WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TRUSTING A STRANGE MAN AND GOING ON A QUEST IN A WORLD YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT. AT LEAST DO SOME RESEARCH
does anyone else have. that problem. where they keep pausing a film or putting down a book because something emotional is happening. or is that a me thing
does anyone else have. that problem. where they keep pausing a film or putting down a book because something emotional is happening. or is that a me thing
does anyone else have. that problem. where they keep pausing a film or putting down a book because something emotional is happening. or is that a me thing
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