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RP Start; The Firestorm’s Queen for @the-redheaded-pilot

“Andun, I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” Akarias grumbled to his second in command as they strode down the long hallway to the landing area they had set up for their new ally’s airships.

“We can’t lock ourselves on this island forever,” the dark-skinned man said back. He stood a little taller than Akarias, but was quite a bit bulkier, his muscles freely visible with his brown, sleeveless robe. “With how the waters make it difficult to sail, these airships are our only chance.”

“Maybe,” Akarias shrugged. His family may have founded their nation, but he’d never liked ruling. The crown sat crooked on his mane of red hair, and as much as he might have liked the style of his fiery red sleeveless jacket and pants with gold trim, the fine silk would tear easily in a fight. It wasn’t practical. “I still can’t believe they want me to marry their daughter as part of the deal though. Why?”

Andun snorted a laugh. “Well, you had to pick someone eventually. You’re our king, and you need an heir.”

“Yeah, pick being the important part there. I would probably find someone to settle down with eventually, but I was hoping to pick them myself.”

Andun sighed. “At least meet her before you ruin this for us?”

Akarias smirked at him. “Really gonna talk to your king that way?” Not waiting for a reply to his teasing, he sighed and turned back as they reached the door to the courtyard. “I’ll meet her. Have to at this point. They’re already here, and they brought her to ‘present her’ to me after all.” With that, he pushed the door open and strode out into the courtyard set aside for their guests airship to land.

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Congrats on the 1,000 followers! Your stories are really freaking good and I'm glad to see you are back. How about a *different kind* of headcanon request? What headcanons would you have for a canon divergent Aizen in which he did *not* betray Soul Society?

Thank you! <3 It always lifts my spirit to know anyone likes what I write. :) I recently did a post similar to this that was more tongue-in-cheek/comedic so I’ll try to do something different and touch on some of what may have happened.

* Aizen would have remained a Captain. He may have also gone on to be considered for the position of Head Captain at some point. The Visored would never have been created. The arrancars would never have been created or been a threat. Although there may have been some of the Vasto Lordes that evolved on their own but with no Hogiyoku, there would be no Espada. With the Quincies, Aizen would have fought along with the rest of the Court Guard and had his bankai stolen. His bankai in Quincy hands...big time bad news! But, I do think he would have been one that survived. He’s incredibly strong but he would have suffered some loss or injury in that war since no one really came out unscathed. (The dark part of me thinks that Momo would die causing him deep anguish or he would have some sort of disfiguring injury that mars that beautiful face of his.)

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“I-- need you to get those shuttlepods up and running as quickly as possible, Lieutenant.”

The Klingons were closing in fast. An evacuation may be their only chance of escape.

“I’ll-- do what I can to prolong the battle. Give you more time.”

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"Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? What got you in such a state?”

“S-sorry. Sorry.” The night before hadn’t been great. Pretty shitty actually. Maybe flying wasn’t such a great idea. Groves sat down instead. “Rough night with the storm and all.”

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He waited nervously until it was clear that this was the woman Steve was supposed to be meeting. He’d had a description, after all, and a promise that this “would be his girl for the job” but he’d never actually used any of Scott’s references before, and this was an important job. Still, it was a risk he needed to take, and therefore a risk he was willing to as well.

With a nervous huff Steve Rogers squared his shoulders and approached the redhead sitting at the table. “Ma’am?” he asked quietly, avoiding the name he’d been given and relying instead on his gut and on the fact that she’d recognize him instead. “I believe we have an appointment,” he continued as he circled the seat for her to get a good look at him. He extended a hand. “It’s good to meet you.”

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Pennies for a Show

Akarias stood in the center of his cage in the rags they’d given him, struggling against the enchanted chains keeping him trapped on display. They kept him from switching to his elemental form and slipping out or unleashing more of his fiery potential than they needed for their show. And if he did get out of control they had a pool of water rigged to drop on him. He couldn’t believe he’d let them trap him like this, but when he got out…

“Come on fire man! Show us what you can do!” One of the audience members jeered.

“How about you let me out and I’ll fuckin show ya what I can do alright!” Akarias roared back.

A bit of water spilled down on him, sizzling against his flesh. He cried out in pain and rage, his flames flaring up in an aurora around him, making the audience cheer at the display.

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I need a James to rp with omg. And I miss him in POTC

same and same and same

he and the navy boys deserved so much better

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Chamomile - Amaya falls asleep on Akarias.

Akarias looked down, where Amaya had been sitting in his lap reading. He’d been working on adding a new coat of finish to his staff and she had just walked over and sat down, saying it was more comfortable than a chair. He hadn’t been about to complain, and just kept working, enjoying her warmth and weight.

But she must have been tired, because she was now just curled against his chest, her book forgotten on the ground where it fell from her hand. He smiled down at her contently, reaching down to strokes her hair, his staff forgotten on the workbench as well.

Well...he didn’t need to get up for a while anyway.

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