So I wrote another 13x01 Coda because I hate myself.
“I’m taking off for a few days.”
“Don’t follow me.”
Dean barely stays at the Bunker for twenty minutes before he’s taking off again. Shock of all shocks, Jack tries to follow him, but a couple of insults the kid doesn’t understand and a glare sees Dean peeling out of the garage and gunning it to the freeway.
Dean’s Top 13 Zep Traxx burns in his pocket all the way to Sioux Falls.
Favorite Video Game Characters → Tomb Raider / Lara Croft
“A famous explorer once said, that the extraordinary is in what we do, not who we are. I’d finally set out to make my mark; to find adventure. But instead adventure found me. In our darkest moments, when life flashes before us, we find something; Something that keeps us going. Something that pushes us.“
here is the problem with the chalice: everything that happens in his timeline, magnus has to want.
the first few months were easy. kalen was dead by magnus’s own hand, he can hear steven’s gruff voice again, and julia -
he can hold his wife again. in his own two arms. he can kiss her and laugh with her and pull her close and tell her how much he loves her. gods, he can tell her he loves her again.
julia notices, of course. the rapid upswing in his demeanor. he smiles at her, because he can’t stop smiling at her, because he loves her so much, and he tells her nothing’s wrong, because it isn’t. what could possibly be wrong in a world so full of love?
then, the problem: magnus’s timeline must deviate as far from the original as possible. everything that can change, must. fate has no power here. lady istus does not guide this timeline.
one day, magnus wakes up and something feels…off. at first he panics, believing that the ground beneath him is quaking, that somehow kalen has returned to enact revenge, but julia is warm and sturdy in his arms and the world around him is not shaking. yet the feeling remains. something in his chest tilts off-center.
there’s something wrong, but he doesn’t know what it is. whatever it is, it can’t be that bad - he has julia back - so he ignores it.
word comes in from the old television in their local pub, two days later. tv star taako, chef and cooking sensation, has died. poisoned, the report says clinically. arsenic. sampling food created by his own hand.
and the jagged, off-center part of magnus shatters.
he - he can’t want this. he cannot want this. he cannot want this. he cannot want this timeline if it means that taako is dead.
magnus hardly notices when the world begins to shake around him. his knuckles are stark and white and trembling around his mug, and he stares down at the golden liquid in his hands and sees only taako’s hair, the quicksilver of his smile. the ground cracks beneath his feet but he alone does not fall.
people notice. of course they do. they’re plummeting out of existence itself, and they’re screaming. but magnus, the lone point of stability amidst the chaos, can only think: if taako is dead, how long before merle follows?
how can he protect his family if he’s not with them?
what has he done?
he could never want their deaths. so the timeline around him splinters.
when the mug shatters in his hands, magnus looks up, and sees nothing but darkness.
and for that brief moment, he feels only relief.
the cup in his hand splinters away when he lets it go, little shards of crafted wood thinning and splitting into darkness. magnus tries to stand and finds that he can, though his feet are supported by nothing but darkness. he walks forward, then backward, and there is nothing around him but the void.
“hello?” he whispers, but nobody comes.
he calls first for julia, then steven. his friends in raven’s roost, the long-dead faces he’s seen again (he told every single one of them that he loves them, that he loves them), but nobody comes.
he sinks to his knees.
then, voice trembling, he calls for taako, and merle, and it takes him a moment - it takes him several moments - to notice a point of light on the horizon.
he stares at it. it grows larger. it approaches, and the outline is that of a silver ship, familiar like a punch to the gut is a pain felt before, and on the deck are four familiar faces: taako, merle, lucretia, and lucas.
lucas chatters on about paradoxes and the weakening of the barrier that would only occur when he gave up on this timeline. lucretia watches him with the same cautious affection in her smile that magnus doesn’t fully understand but has grown incredibly fond of. merle’s grinning at him, openly glad, and taako’s hurling insults at him already to disguise the relief in his eyes, and magnus realizes with a start that he’s terrified.
or rather, he was. they have every right to be angry with him, but they’re not. they’re happy to see him.
gods, he missed them.
so when taako outstretches an arm, when merle wraps a soulwood hand around his back to haul the three of them into an embrace, magnus buries his face in their shoulders and weeps.
he weeps for his friends, for steven, for julia. he weeps for all the times he’d cradled her face close and told her he loved her just because he could again. he weeps for his own vengeance, unfulfilled once more.
he weeps for merle and taako and his own horrible fear because he’d lost them and he’d let it happen.
the last thing he hears before the speeding ship spears into light is merle, murmuring quiet reassurances against his cheek, and feels taako’s warm hand still clasped around his arm.
and then he’s in refuge, and he’s looking at the chalice, and june watches him with two blank eyes. he understands perfectly what she’s going through, now, and his heart hurts for her. how awful it must be, to be trapped in the chalice for seven years without reprieve. seven weeks almost broke him.
lady istus is giving him a second chance.
merle and taako have already spoken. they remember nothing. he remembers everything. magnus - more than anything, he can’t lose them again. but his last thought, as he lifts his chin and speaks, is of julia.
he has a new family, now. and she would not want him to sacrifice these people he holds so dear for a second chance he will get when he dies.
and if magnus grabs merle and taako’s hands in his own as he speaks his defiance, well. that’s just how family goes.
How much money do I have to pay to convince an anime studio to make a Monster Man anime where one young woman has to keep all these monstrous (and I don’t mean bishie boys with horns and slight fangs bullshit-I mean 100% monsters) creatures/demon in line and they all start falling for her and-
Basically I want a Monster Man Harem anime and I ain’t even ashamed.
“A famous explorer once said, that the extraordinary is in what we do,
not who we are. I’d finally set out to make my mark; to find adventure.
But instead adventure found me. In our darkest moments, when life
flashes before us, we find something; Something that keeps us going.
Something that pushes us.”