✧･ﾟ:* | THE HIGH KING OF FILLORY ᴬᴾ

on top of all that i’m still very unsure of how i feel about the finale. and i need to figure that out before i can really feel comfortable doing things. there are the obvious reasons why many didn’t like it and found it shitty and really i don’t actually know how much of that i agree with. considering q has never been a fave i’ve definitely ended up with some complicated feelings on this lmao. 

do it i support you

With laughter threatening to bubble past his lips, Quentin clears his throat and crosses his arm over his chest; his eyes cutting over at Margo. ‘Well I mean, why did you bring a gun the first time? Maybe they’re just hoping to avoid a repeat episode.’

“Afraid it’s assholes all the way down, baby,” he whistles, shaking his head in mimetic sort of exaggerated pity, “huge pricks, all of us.” Yes, if a certain spectral sibling is in the room, that goes for him, too. “Is your power eerily good timing? Because you definitely avoided showing up while one of us was on the moon and another’s in L.A. and another’s fuck-knows-where–wait, actually all of us were fuck-knew-where.” Five gets points for having been literally unfindable, though. 

@faeryeyedking requested a starter…

          “… And we’re certain that this isn’t going to lead back to where I came from? I mean—you know what I mean.” The aim was to get home, but he could stand never to see that cave again. In his struggle to escape the inferi he’d managed to open some sort of connection between his world and the Neitherlands, but there was nothing saying that the fountain wouldn’t just drop him back the same way he’d come.

          And he’d be taking Margo with him.

          “Assuming it’s just going to drop us wherever is most convenient,” it was magic, right? “We’ll need to head for some place safe to figure out what’s happened in the time I’ve been gone. And—good Merlin—you know there’s a fucking war going on, yeah?

          “… What if your magic doesn’t work there?” 

     “I can’t promise you anything,” she says honestly, “but I can tell you it’s probably not gonna happen.” They’ve done all they can at this point. Exhausted their resources just to be sure. Margo felt like she could confidently tell him they’d land somewhere different than the spot he came from. But if it turned out to be a lie she knew she wouldn’t enjoy the guilt that came with it. Lying to him would feel like a real dick move.