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I crave reading a fic about Ravioli, but it's illegal in their era.
Like
Warriors teases Legend and Ravio for being "roommates", but then they both stop everything and shoot everyone down and explain how they "can't mention this sort of thing here" and how "Fable's done with it, but she can't do anything about the law until she's queen" and Legend tries to really hammer in the severity of the punishment for being caught acting gay.
Does this fic exist?? No one I ask can think of any about this even remotely. If it doesn't, anyone can take this idea. I can't write, but I crave this fic.
Ok so this ask is a little funny to me in the sense that anon is like "I crave.... ✨️homophobia✨️"
I don't know if a fic similar to your idea already exists ? People of Tumblr, do you have recs ?
In the meantime, I liked the idea, so there’s a little snippet under the cut for you ! It's not exactly what you suggested, I re-read your ask after I started, but the main idea is here.
(I have a specific headcanon that I haven't been able to post something about yet which goes pretty well with this : Wars met Ravio during the war of eras, yes... But an older Ravio ! And maybe he was already married to Legend, y'know, maybe he couldn't stop talking about his husband...
So it would make sense for Wars to tease Lege until he snaps, because he literally can't imagine there's a problem.)
Of course, TW homophobia & TW internalized homophobia (not much, but just in case)
“ - Look at that smile ! ” Warriors teased, poking Legend's cheek (and nearly avoiding having his finger bitten off).
“ Someone's waiting at home ? ”
Legend sighed. They had just landed in his era, and had a bit of a walk before they got to his house.
He may have been a little giddier than usual, happy to go home. It had been a while, alright ? And no matter how nice Miss Malon was, seeing her all lovey-dovey with their resident old man made him miss his own lover.
He just... Couldn't say it to the others, of course.
Do you want to see pictures of my cat?
Yes!
No!
Benja’s Brainfreeze
A short little piece for @benjathetrashcan‘s and my own amusement.
Lenn and Benja browsed the menu, searching for something to drink. It had been a while since they’d gone out together alone, and they figured it was time.
“I’ll have a large chocolate thick-shake and a frozen cola, please.” Benja told the cashier, gesturing with his long arms to the illuminated menu above the registers. The cashier smiled cheerily and turned behind her to fill the cups. “Y-you sure you don’t want me to pay?” Lenn asked, their eyes skirting to Benja’s deep red hair and black beanie. He wasn’t paying attention, and was instead pulling a $10 note out of his pocket and handing it to the cashier. Smiling, Lenn took their drink and Benja took his. Shuffling over to their table, the two sat down and smiled at each other. “You know, t-this is nice. I mean, it’s good to hang out with our boyfriends and other friends, but Caddy can be a bit much sometimes, and we d-don’t talk often.” Lenn smiled at him and took a sip of their frozen cola. Smiling back, Benja moved his head forward and took a sip of his thick-shake. His face went slack. Lenn stared at him. His hands flew to his head, and he rubbed his temples as he crashed to the floor. He rolled back and forth, flailing his legs and making a ruckus. Most eyes in the restaurant were trained on the two already, and when Benja started yelling (“BRAIN FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE”), all heads turned to them. Lenn got to their feet, shaking their head. “I don’t understand, what’s happening?” Colour slowly returned to his cheeks, and he gaped at them. “That was one hell of a brain freeze.” He brushed himself off nonchalantly and grabbed his drink, taking a slow, careful sip. “A… what?” Lenn inquired, unfamiliar with the term. Benja frowned at them. “A brain freeze? You know, when you drink or seat something cold too fast?” He expected them to explain that they hadn’t heard him or that they used a different term, but instead…
“What the fuck is a brain freeze?”
"Oh, I just reblogged a Technoblade post from Lenn. I don't want to be a bother and reblog again. She'll get annoyed with me spam liking!"
"Phil, you good?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm good, Mate. Fuck, that was close."
"Phil..."
"Shit, I didn't think we would ever lose them—"
"Phil—!"
"—they must have followed us at least 20 miles! Talk about determined—"
"Phil!"
"Hm? What's up, Tech?"
"...did you really have to behead the statue of their god when we were in the middle of bartering."
"I mean, it was looking at me funny."
"It was a statue, Phil!"
"Yeah, that was looking at me funny."
"It didn't even have eyes, Phil! It was wearing a mask!"
"...it didn't?"
"No!"
"Oh...well, bartering is fucking boring, we should have just robbed them."
"Bruhhhh."
"Hey, Mate, you awake?"
"No."
"Good. I just had a great idea for your roof-"
"No."
"-because, as it is, you are really going to have to replace the roof soon. It doesn't slope enough and holds water. Its going to fucking rot like that! So, I think I should-"
"It's three am, Phil."
"-first redo the whole section on the back side of the house, make it so it drains better. But what it really needs-"
"Why are you like this?"
"-is for me to completely terraform the cliff so we don't have so much icemelt fucking pouring onto the roof all the time. That way, we can-"
"Bruuuuuuuuuuuhhhh."
"-extend the life of the new roof. Who wants to be redoing the roof again in ten years? We can definitely push the life expectancy out to at least twenty years if we use high-quality materials. It will be worth the little extra cost in the long run. What do you think?"
"If I say yes, will you let me go back to sleep?"
"Yup."
"Fine. Try not to fall off the roof and break your old man back."
"Oh, shut it. Where do you keep your tools? It shouldn't take me more than an hour to get the-"
"You're doing it now?"
"Duh."
"Bruuuuuuuuuh."