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Ajax and Emmie both feel very betrayed and angry after Ronnie not being on their team this season and have both swore to not hold back when and if they see him.

Emmie and Ajax even if you could have called them close before hand are a lot closer this season then any other, being the only ones in their team to have gone through so much together and knows how the other can get because of some things.

They are both always looking out for the other even if it's not always the most obvious

Ajax fears the day they'll wake up and won't be on the same team as Emmie and Ronnie, that Emmie will leave them also

When Ajax gets too frustrated about Rayko being there he goes and rants to Emmie

Emmie puts her wings around Ajax while they sleep, as a dragon she has to protect her horde, and currently that only really includes Ajax (because Ronnie left them)

Ajax and Emmie are very close to becoming QPR for the fun of it and to mess with Ronnie more.

Rayko watches the way Ajax interacts with the others and still sees the person they left behind and regrets it, but not much, he has to get to the people he cares about.

I cooked on this edit in like two hours, look at themmbb <333

and that's Beck's (PossiblyAwesom) acting

The past two streams (A boundSMP stream and TerramortisSMP stream) plus all the previous ones but those two are fresh in my brain- it's just kind of hit me.

Terramortis especially. Owen's nervous behavior, semi-panicky efforts to ease the conflict and just watching quietly when he cant- almost like he's watching for danger. Like a scared cat trapped in a cage.

Leo is uncomfortable, so Owen is uncomfortable. Daisy is bubbly as always, chatting along with Julius. Owen's always watching for that line, for something to snap, to go wrong, and how he can stop that and fix that before it happens. The issue is here that there's nothing he can do. Leo and Julius aren't anyone he can sway with fixing things.

And Beck portrays this so well- to the point where I can feel that sensation (Don't worry, it doesn't effect me past that!). The perfect tone, stutters, the usage of the in-game glow effect when someone says something that makes him nervous, etc- it's so great. Even the particular of Owen sticking so close to Leo but immediately backing up the second he lights a cigarette.

Additionally- Sylph is a character I'm becoming increasingly attached to. He's overexcitable and a bit abrasive but well meaning. But after Gaverin called them childish- repeatedly during interactions with Rune, Rune says things like "Don't do that-" or sort of mild, unintentional scoldings-

And Sylph's energy drops. And she goes quieter, muttering "i know"s or "I wasn't going to-"s. Because those comments sort of prove something- that he's childish. At least that's how he's taking those comments. Thats what they think they prove.

*cough cough* totally not for fic reasons-

Well yknow.

Mags/Maggie, to play on the whole magpie thing.

Cadere, obviously. Last names used as nicknames are my favorite trope.

Combat Skirt, that's gonna be a common one now.

thanks for the trauma ✨

Hehe I can use this as an excuse to talk about the ranking system!! Children can be recruited anywhere from 0-8 typically. At this point they become "Tertial" rank. Tertials will either rank up when they pass their final exam (typically around 16), or be turned into birds for the blood children's flocks if they fail.

Taking my own thoughts of, Enderian dates Perix first then Isla

Both Perix and Enderian had access to where Isla's ring lead to (later on for Perix bc it started as a spot for Enderian and Isla to talk war talks)

This in turn leads to some days when Isla goes there, Perix just so happens to be there and help comforts Isla until Enderian shows up

Also leads to all these dates end up here bc it's a good blend of the overworld and the end all in one spot

you're Icarus, you've just had a very long conversation about *so much* with the person you're slowly growing to call your best friend (maybe more than that; maybe you're more than just best friends at the end of this all) and you're tired. these conversations are so draining, and you're tired, so as the conversation comes to a close, he drags you home. he drags you to your bedroom, watching with a laugh as you crawl into your nest and just flop - so very done with the world. and with permission, he crawls in beside you, sitting back against the bedpost. he runs his hands through your hair, and tells you how he's going to stay at the least until you fall asleep, and you *believe him.* you feel comfortable enough around him to fall asleep, and fall asleep without your coat on, and *take your coat off* around him. you feel safe. *hes* safe, to you. comforting arms that hold and protect when they need to, and words that seep with the deepest admiration as he watches you do the things you feel most passionate about. words that coat with anger for your father you won't understand for months, but when you do, gods you're *glad* he hated him. (even if you wish it was you instead of him for a long long while.)

you're icarus, you're drunk out of your mind and you've been dragged back home. your best friend - a title you've given him with a smile less reserved than most you give, and a title he's accepted with hesitancy - just told you he was going to die; *where* he was going to die. you won't remember this. you won't remember much of this. despite that, it mirrors the last time. he drags you home, laughing at your antics. this time, however, he crawls into your nest first. he smiles at you as you ask him the question on your mind - if he was really staying, *again?* if he was really going to put up with you? (because you don't think you're worth being put up with) and when he says yes - because of course he will - you simply melt. you're vulnerable and uncoordinated but that *doesn't matter* because you trust the man in front of you enough. he does what he did last time, running his hands through your hair as you curl up against him - your wings are a *mess* around you, but that doesn't matter curled up and comforted like this. you're comfortable and *okay* for just a little bit, like this.

Malitae : I have feelings for you. Midas: Why? What's wrong with you? Are you sure you're okay?

Malitae : Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time? Midas: AS ENEMIES?! Malitae :

Malitae : You got a date yet Midas? Midas: No… Malitae : Well you do now! Get your ass up and hold my hand!

Malitae : Midas, I… Malitae : I love you! Midas: Not my problem.

Malitae : Holding up a pack of pencils These are kinda cute. Midas: Malitae , that’s gay. Malitae : We’ve been dating for 2 years—

Midas: We both look very handsome tonight. Malitae : You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you." Midas: I couldn't take that chance.

Midas: Do you love me? Malitae : We’re literally married. Midas: Yeah, but as friends or—

Centross: Are you an F5 key? Because that ass is refreshing. Icarus: Are you a software update? because not right now.

Centross: My hands are cold. Icarus: Here, let me hold them. Centross: My lips are cold too. Icarus: covers Centross's mouth with their hand

Centross: Ugh, crushes are so dumb. Icarus: I know. Whenever I’m near the person I like I just start acting stupid. Centross: But you’re always acting stupid? Icarus: … Icarus: Yeah, don’t think about that too hard.

Centross: Can you cut me some slack, Icarus? I’m sort of in love. Icarus: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem. Centross: I’m in love with you. Icarus: blushes Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

Icarus: What are you in the mood for? Centross: World domination. Icarus: That's a bit ambitious. Centross: You are my world. Icarus: Aww… Centross: Icarus: Centross: Icarus: OH.

Centross: You look good in that hoodie. Icarus: You know where else I'd look good? Centross, zero hesitation: My bed. Icarus, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?

Momboo, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often? Arisanna, confused: I mean, this is my house, so yeah.

Arisanna: Relationships should be 50/50. Momboo cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

Arisanna: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl. Momboo: Okay. Arisanna: And make out during the scary parts. Momboo: Th- Momboo: The scary parts. Momboo: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

Arisanna: We’re getting married, bitches! Momboo: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

Momboo: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Arisanna! Arisanna: You can’t expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.

Arisanna: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Momboo: I wrote you a poem. Arisanna, already crying: You did?

Arisanna: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Momboo: steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely Arisanna: That one. I want that one.

Momboo: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night? Arisanna: It was autocorrect. Momboo: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."? Arisanna: Yes.

what if

what if i made a fic

based on toxin by derivacat

and what if that fic

was prison duo?

and what if that fic