Artistic-Princess

Twisted Wonderland Confessions part 2
          	
          	Cindy: You’re a bad idea, you know that?
          	Ruggie: Am I? I wasn’t aware. *grins teasingly.*
          	Cindy, pausing, before kissing him on the cheek: That’s what I thought. But then I realized you weren’t. You’re kind, and no matter what you don’t give in. So, do you know what you are?
          	Ruggie, blushing: A bad idea?
          	Cindy, sincerely: Someone I fell head over heels for.
          	Ruggie, chuckling: I take that back. You know, you’re not so much as a bad idea yourself. 
          	
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Aww.
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When the young elvenking declares he will marry you one day despite the fact that you already have a soulmate...
          
          Young Thranduil, once he comes to trust Mbali: I've got a secret to tell you. I’m falling in love with you.
          
          Mbali, who's married with children: Shh, you're still getting to know me! I'm five times your age and I've been married ever since marriage was invented!
          
          Young Thranduil, lovingly: Well, nothing else matters ’cause one day, I'll carry you home.
          
          Mbali, endeared: I can walk, but thanks, and if my husband says it's okay, you're free to carry us both home. Good luck getting him to share though. *indulging him*
          
          Young Thranduil, flustered: Uhh...I...uh... *turns redder than Maedhros's hair*
          
          Many years later after Mbali becomes a widow and takes time to mourn...
          
          Thranduil, carrying an elderly Mbali home after their wedding: I told you so.
          
          Mbali, chuckling: So you know the future then?
          
          Thranduil: I know ours, yes.
          
          Centuries later, when Dagor Dagorath has wrecked most everything in the universe...
          
          Mbali, looking at Thranduil with love in her eyes: *tears streaming down her face* It'll be okay, Thranduil. We'll keep fighting and we won't give up until we win the day. Can I carry you home this time? It's my turn. *holds out her arms to Thranduil*
          
          Thranduil, carefully climbing into Mbali's arms: *weeps as he buries his face in her shoulder* I love you more than I ever thought I could...
          
          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rp44kYhuEgM
          
          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CS0760GZ6EU
          
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Twisted Wonderland, Chapter Six (Fathoms Below/Twisted Secrets Crossover AU, inspired by Where’s my Juul by Lil Mariko): Where’s Azul!?
          
          Rook, cheerfully with his signature smile: Bonjour, Islanders of woe! I am a seeker and defender of beauty! They call me Rook Hunt, le Chasseur d’Amour! One of the people you abducted was my boon companion! Now I have come to-
          
          Rielle: Oh for goodness sake, Rook! Give me that! *snatches the drone from his hands and puts it close to his face, his rage and fury clear and no longer restrained* I swear to God, b*tch, if you hurt my f*cking cousin, I will break each and every one of your godd*mn f*cking fingers!!! And if I find out you did, aha, I will f*cking ram my fists so far down your throat, you're gonna be f*cking coughing up blood for the next month, you godd*mn useless little b*tch!!!!!!!! F*cking give me back my f*cking cousin!!!!!! WHERE’S AZUL!?!?!? WHERE’S AZUL!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
          
          Rook, shocked: I-Roi de la mer…
          
          Idia, terrified: *nearly craps himself in terror*
          
          Neige and Che’nya, looking at each other: *wince in sympathy* Rielle’s on papa wolf mode. Idia’s so dead.
          
          Azul, who was expecting this: I’m assuming Rielle is on the phone?
          
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             Idia: Understood. *lets them all in.*
            
            Meanwhile…
            
            Najma, watching as Jade, Cecilia, Dominic, and Floyd watch Madrigal for Rielle, now in charge of Scarabia as Kalim was taken with Jamil on account of his near-overblot: Cecilia, I don’t mean to be that person, but what if they don’t come back? What if I won’t have a brother anymore? What will happen to Madrigal?
            
            Jade, firmly: Don’t say that, I won’t let that happen, no matter what it takes. *terrified behind his calm facade* I can’t, I won’t, fail to save those I love again. *looks at Madrigal sleeping in his arms.* Rielle made arrangements for him in case of an emergency, but it won’t come to that. *trying to convince himself more than anything*
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@Not_Tireless_158 
            
            Reina:*tells Idia in Arabic.* You better have a good explanation before I curse your bloodline inside out, understood? Thank you very much. *hands the phone to Rielle.*
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            Epel: *curses in Finnish* I think that’s the first time I’ve heard Rielle’s voice. I didn’t realize he was so…
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Twisted Wonderland Confessions part 2
          
          Cindy: You’re a bad idea, you know that?
          Ruggie: Am I? I wasn’t aware. *grins teasingly.*
          Cindy, pausing, before kissing him on the cheek: That’s what I thought. But then I realized you weren’t. You’re kind, and no matter what you don’t give in. So, do you know what you are?
          Ruggie, blushing: A bad idea?
          Cindy, sincerely: Someone I fell head over heels for.
          Ruggie, chuckling: I take that back. You know, you’re not so much as a bad idea yourself. 
          
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Aww.
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https://youtu.be/29HvExqzKbs?feature=shared
          
          Malleus and Legolas are friends (ft. Beorn the skinchanger from The Hobbit and Elias and Elianne of Effenmont from The Sims Medieval):
          
          Beorn: Um, Legolas? We’re not doing that today.
          
          Elias, snottily: We’re not doing that today!
          
          Malleus, hastily scribbling a crude, mocking picture of Elias, the elf prince of Effenmont: *mimicking Elias* Nyah-nyah-nyah-nyah, nyah-nyah-nyah. *gags* Bleugh! *growls and rips it up while glaring at the snotty elf boy*
          
          Elianne, who’s just as snotty but somewhat kinder than her brother: Beorn has something important to say.
          
          Beorn: In three days, our feast of starlight celebration will begin, and here's the best part. There will be an opera contest. Each of you will create an original aria and the one that best encompasses the story behind the feast of starlight will be the winner and get a role as the lead in an opera by one of the most famous composers of our time and they will feature your handwritten aria in their own original opera about the feast of starlight. Are there any questions?
          
          Elias: I have one. Will people who are late to class be allowed to participate?
          
          Beorn, sternly: Elias, that’s not nice. In honor of the holiday celebration, we should be tolerant of others.
          
          Elias, shrugging, not having learned his lesson: Well, there's no harm in asking.
          
          Beorn, rolling his eyes: I want you to use this time today to come up with ideas.

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@Artistic-Princess 
            
            Legolas: I had to.
            
            Malleus: He did. Elias insulted Queen Laegnis. He said Legolas would never be like her and that she deserved to die.
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Lilia: Let me guess, Elias started something and provoked Legolas. And then he gets away with it Scot free? *hands on his hips and scowls.*
            
            Thranduil, sighing and pinching his nose: Legs, what did I tell you? Bullies does things just because they want to. That doesn’t mean that they’re true. If you fight them that means you’re proving them right.
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TW: Death threats
            
            After class…
            
            Elias, rudely: Hey, Greenleaf. Maybe your dragon, I’m sorry, fae can draw a portrait of me when I win the competition.
            
            Legolas, tilting his head: How do you know you'll win?
            
            Elias, haughtily: Because I’m the best singer and composer in the world. *is actually terrible*
            
            Legolas, doubtful: I don't know. I think maybe I can win.
            
            Elias, sneering: Are you daft!? You’re a clay-brained codpiece, and anything you compose will be just as much of a smellfeast.
            
            Legolas, snarling: Oh! *prepares to attack*
            
            Malleus, holds him back but is glaring as well: Mm-mm-mm.
            
            Elias, scowling: You’ll never be like your mom, never, and for what it’s worth, she had it coming and deserved to die.
            
            Malleus, gnarling: *lets Legolas go*
            
            Legolas, enraged: That’s IT!!!!!!!
            
            Malleus: Oh, I’ll draw your portrait alright. Smile!
            
            Legolas, proceeding to attempt to break Elias’s arm off: *beats the crap out of him*
            
            Elias, screaming: *tries to fight back but gets his behind handed to him*
            
            Beorn, spotting them: *comes running and breaks up the fight*
            
            Later, with Thranduil and Lilia…
            
            Beorn: As you can see, there was a ‘little’ disagreement…again…
            
            Legolas, to Malleus: If this happens a fifteenth time, burn the evidence.
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When your wife shares the same interest in humor as you. (Grace of Olympus AU)
          
          Adriana: But I do have some bad news. There is a bomb at this wedding as well.
          Hades: What? Where? *concerned.*
          Adriana: Your butt. Your butt is the bomb. There will be no survivors.
          Hades, teary eyed: I love you so much. You’re my dream girl. 
          
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@Artistic-Princess 
            
            Ortho: I already know what that means, Idia.
            
            Idia: Well who taught you that?
            
            Ortho: Your fiancés.
            
            Idia, teasing April and Quetzal: That’s bad! Bad mom award for both of you! *winks*
            
            Quetzal, teasing back: Sorry, Idia, I was besieged by Ortho’s strongest weapon when he asked me to tell him and I couldn’t say no: the puppy dog eyes. *winks back*
            
            Idia: Oh. In that case you’re off the hook, I can’t say no to Ortho’s puppy dog eyes either.
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Idia, smiling: *being a supportive son and joking with them* Not in front of Ortho, you two!
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Fathoms Below AU: 
          
          When your housewarden overblots and puts everyone to sleep and you realize that The Lord of The Rings was based on true events and your bat-fae Dad was there after almost overblotting yourself: 
          
          Silver: Ugh. Where did father send us after I almost overblotted? *still struggling to accept that his bio father was the dawn knight*
          
          Legolas, seeing the group of people after getting reinforcements in the form of his aunt, uncle, Lilia, and Haldir and his brothers: Gimli! Aragorn! We have a situation! Get my aunt and Lilia! *has a preteen Malleus in his arms*
          
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@Artistic-Princess 
            
            Vil: I know, it’s just…
            
            Marian, kissing him: You’re still the prettiest to me, Vil. Come on, let’s go fight before Sauron’s goons burn the house down.
            
            Lilia, while he appears to be more like his present self than before, he looks like he’s about to murder someone: *glaring as he marches to fight at the towers*
            
            Sebek, who’s been assigned to protect Malleus since he snuck along and refused to go back: Is Lilia-Sama okay?
            
            Silver: I’ve never seen him that angry, even at any of us.
            
            Calemir, appearing behind them both: There’s nobody Lilia hates more than Sauron. He doesn’t even hate Chernabog this much. That said, you seem to know him. Is there something you wish to tell me?
            
            Silver, looking at Calemir like he’s seeing a ghost, which he technically is, since she’s dead in the present: Do you want to take this one, Yulia?
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@Not_Tireless_158 
            
            Yulia, deadpan: I know you’re jealous but now isn’t the time to dwell on it. We need to focus on our objective.
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@Artistic-Princess 
            
            Legolas, nodding: Nice to meet you all. Let me ask you one thing: can you all fight?
            
            Marian: Yes, we all can. We’re students of Night Raven College.
            
            Legolas: Perfect! *hearing noise outside* They’re here. War is upon us. Let’s go. *sets Malleus down.*
            
            Preteen!Malleus: Can’t I come with?
            
            Lilia: No, Malleus. Not this time. Stay here with Rúmil,  and don’t move a muscle. Sauron’s forces won’t show you any mercy. They’ll kill you if they get the chance. 
            
            Preteen!Malleus, secretly climbing onto Sebek’s back, casting concealment spells and coming along anyways, reminding Sebek of Shiloh, who they have not found yet: *refuses to let go of Sebek even after he’s been caught*
            
            Vil, still feeling threatened: *sees the other elves* WTF!? Why are they all prettier than me!? *pouts and turns his back while folding his arms and hunching over*
            
            Idia, realizing what’s going on: I know this part! This is the battle of Helm’s Deep! They’re elves, Vil. They all look like that, they’re supposed to.
            
            Vil, upset: That’s not fair!
            
            Marian, concerned: Are you feeling jealous, Vil?
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