Greetings SVTFOE fandom! So, i know the finale was tuff on a lot of us. It sure was for me, but did you hear the amazing news!?!?! The show is coming back in the SUMMER!!!! Not only that, we’re even getting a 4th Season!!! I don’t know about all ya’ll, but I am PUMPED!
Anyways, this comic is based on the live chat after the finale when Starfan13 (Daron Nefcy) said that she is a starco shipper, and she writes juicy fan fiction about Star and Marco. So that all inspired me to make this comic :)
Vivid memory: being a lovesick twelve year-old and finishing “His Dark Materials” while on vacation, then climbing onto the roof of my great uncle’s house to have a cry where no one could find me. Once the tears were no longer blurring my sight, I lay back on the shingles and realized that I could see more stars than I even knew were possible, and just felt this deep sense of betrayal that I had lived my whole life without them.
I don’t know, I just really like the idea of the boys in the anbu (under the hokage). So before Sasuke feels comfortable back in Konoha, whenever he finds himself alone and cornered, Naruto always swoops in! (He just knows, man, he just knows!) And every time, Sasuke berates him for it (as does Tsunade, hehe).
Then I like to imagine Sasuke misses Naruto too much and takes long visits in Konoha (after Naruto reforms it a bit). He usually doesn’t wear the anbu garb but he will sometimes. Basically, Sasuke is the Hokage’s main security like when they go to Kage gatherings and every Kage has two body guards, but Naruto only needs one (Sasuke wouldn’t trust a second anyways :P). And he likes to act super possessive of Naruto *u*.
Naruto: Erm… why is everyone being so awkward…?
Naruto: Sasuke… have you been scaring our allies? And our potential friends?!
i have red hair too, which is pretty awesome. and also horrible, sometimes, because being ginger affects so much more than the just the pigment of your hair. so anyways here are some facts about dex and his hair bc i can relate:
he’s so pale
he’s so pale
even when he kind of manages to get a little darker after a sunburn fades, he’s still paler than everyone else’s normal skin tone
he does not tan. ever.
yeah sure, he may work on a lobster boat all summer, but buddy, i promise you, he’s not gonna come out of it looking nice and bronze
(why do people write fics where he comes back from the summer with a killer tan??? no bro, he probably just looks like a lobster. it sucks)
his skin just slowly gets pinker until he has a terrible sunburn, and then sometimes if he’s lucky it will turn out a little tanner when it fades
he probably uses at least spf 50, lbr here
actually, nah probably higher than that if we’re being honest
and he has to apply it like every hour
ugh and oh my god, he probably gets splotchy sunburns!!!
SPLOTCHY SUNBURNS ARE THE WORST
basically you think you’ve put sunscreen everywhere and spread it evenly but NOPE
random blotches of your skin will just be bright red while the rest is ridiculously pale and you look like you have some sort of disease-ridden rash
it has probably happened on his face and it’s the saddest thing
he has freckles for dayssssss (especially after the summer because they come back in full force during that season)
in the most random places
some are on his lips and on the back of his knees and his elbows and just very odd places
its a never ending cycle of freckles fading while new freckles form
he kind of gets a tan through his freckles???
bc he has so many and as they fade they kind of blotch together and make him look tan, but when you look really close you’re just like, oh, those are just tiny dots bunched together, not the actual pigmentation of your skin
he has. SO MANY. freckles on his shoulders
if you are of the male specimen, you probably go out shirtless in the summertime, and the sun hits you really hard on your shoulders, and thus, so. many. freckles. there.
(this is literally the most prominent place of freckles for redhead boys. please ask my brother and all of my cousins)
“does the carpet match the drapes?” ;)
why do people ask this
he gets this all the time, and it’s not just from people hitting on him
PEOPLE JUST GENUINELY WANT TO KNOW FOR SOME REASON???
and it’s super awkward
especially when they don’t match. bc um. a lot of times they don’t. just so you know.
“haha, firecrotch, huh?”
will wouldn’t find this funny even if it were accurate
back to the sunburn thing, it’s nice in the winter when he doesn’t get fried!! JUST KIDDING BC BLUSHING IS A THING
yeah anytime he gets remotely embarrassed or flustered, his face is the color of a tomato okay
even if he’s not actually uncomfortable, it still happens
“dex, nice shirt, man.” ➝ red face
“dude, nice assist!”➝ red face
*accidentally bumps into someone* ➝ red face
anytime nursey says anything ever, his face is red. i promise you this. i know this to be true
HE NEVER WEARS RED
or pink or orange, for that matter
(but i mean he goes to samwell so the red thing is kind of hard)
he unintentionally gravitates towards green and blue clothing bc his mom probably accidentally instilled in him that they compliment his hair as a child
this is so real. this is the realest, most relatable thing
going to samwell was probably super weird bc he had to start buying spirit wear and stuff and when he did, he realized he didn’t own any other red clothing
people always make irish jokes or assume he is irish, especially around st. patricks day
dex has no idea if he is irish
people always ask if another redhead they know is related to him
he has heard every “ginger” joke under the sun
no one has ever actually bullied him for it
but everyone makes the same jokes
will basically mouths the words as people say them bc he knows them so well at this point
he’s not actually bothered or offended, it’s just like… dude. he’s heard this before. you’re not being original
it’s very boring and a little irritating
but if he gets annoyed or doesn’t laugh people think he is a bad sport, so!!! he laughs them off even though he’s very disinterested and wants to tell them to maybe get some new material so they can actually say something remotely humorous next time
and he totally knows its not a big deal at all, bc some people have to deal with racist or homophobic jokes, and this doesn’t remotely compare. it’s just… very eye-roll inducing.
he gets horrible bruises for the stupidest shit, and sometimes just randomly and he’s not sure where they came from, bc ya gotta love that sensitive skin!!
oh and back to the ginger jokes thing, someone always makes a comment about that redhead temper!!
which is kind of unfortunate, bc dex kind of does have some temper issues
those jokes do not make him less angry either
(dex, seriously man. just chill for a sec)
wow this got really long and i could go on forever and ever but yeah basically this is the gist of it. also i’m aware some of this can apply to lots of people but anyways hooray for redheads!!
Everyone always talks about how tiny Alix is. But consider her shooting up in height over the summer and coming back on the first day of school as one of the taller students; much to everyone’s surprise.
I think I might leave,” he whispered.
She almost tripped. “Leave?”
He wouldn’t look at her. “I’m going down to Eyllwe - to Banjali, to be precise.”
“For a mission?” It was common for Arobynn to send them all over the continent, but the way Sam was speaking felt … different.
“Forever,” he said.
“Why?” Her voice sounded a little shrill in her ears.
He faced her. “What do I have to tie me here? Arobynn already mentioned that it might be useful to firmly establish ourselves in the south, too.”
“Arobynn -” she seethed, fighting to keep her voice to a whisper. “You talked to Arobynn about this?”
Sam gave her a half shrug. “Casually. It’s not official.”
“But - but Banjali is a thousand miles away.”
“Yes, but Rifthold belongs to you and Arobynn. I’ll always be … an alternative.”
“I’d rather be an alternative in Rifthold than ruler of the assassins in Banjali.” She hated that she had to keep her voice so soft. She was going to splatter someone against a wall. She was going to rip down the sewer with her bare hands.
“I’m leaving at the end of the month,” he said, still calm.
“That’s two weeks away!”
“Do I have any reason why I should stay here?”
“Yes!” she exclaimed as loudly as she could while still maintaining a hushed tone. “Yes, you do.” He didn’t reply. “You can’t go.”
“Give me a reason why I shouldn’t.”
“Because I’ll miss you, damn it!” she hissed, splaying her arms. “Because what was the point in anything if you just disappear forever?”
“The point in what, Celaena?” How could he be so calm when she was so frantic?
“The point in Skull’s Bay, and the point in getting me that music, and the point in … the point in telling Arobynn that you’d forgive him if he never hurt me again.”
“You said you didn’t care what I thought. Or what I did. Or if I died, if I’m not mistaken.”
“I lied! And you know I lied, you stupid bastard!”
He laughed quietly. “You want to know how I spent this summer?” She went still. He ran a hand through his brown hair. “I spent every single day fighting the urge to slit Arobynn’s throat. And he knew I wanted to kill him.”
I’ll kill you! Sam had screamed at Arobynn.
“The moment I woke up after he beat me, I realized I had to leave. Because I was going to kill him if I didn’t. But I couldn’t.” He studied her face. “Not until you came back. Not until I knew you were all right - until I saw that you were safe.”
Breathing became very, very hard.
“He knew that, too,” Sam went on. “So he decided to exploit it. He didn’t recommend me for missions. Instead, he made me help Lysandra and Clarisse. He made me escort them around the city on picnics and to parties. It became a game between the two of us - how much of his horseshit I could take before I snapped. But we both knew he’d always have the winning hand. He’d always have you. Still, I spent every day this summer hoping you’d come back in one piece. More than that - I hoped you’d come back and take revenge for what he’d done to you.”
But she hadn’t. She’d come back and let Arobynn shower her with gifts.
“And now that you’re fine, Celaena, now that you’ve paid off your debt, I can’t stay in Rifthold. Not after all the things he’s done to us.”
She knew it was selfish, and horrible, but she whispered, “Please don’t go.”
He let out an uneven breath. “You’ll be fine without me. You always have been.”
Maybe once, but not now. “How can I convince you to stay?”
She threw down the torch. “Do you want me to beg, is that it?”
“No - never.”
“Then tell me -”
“What more can I say?” he exploded, his whisper rough and harsh. “I’ve already told you everything - I’ve already told you that if I stay here, if I have to live with Arobynn, I’ll snap his damned neck.”
“But why? Why can’t you let it go?”
He grabbed her shoulders and shook her. “Because I love you!”
Her mouth fell open.
“I love you,” he repeated, shaking her again. “I have for years. And he hurt you and made me watch because he’s always known how I felt, too. But if I asked you to pick, you’d choose Arobynn, and I. Can’t. Take. It.”
The only sounds were their breathing, an uneven beat against the rushing of the sewer river.
“You’re a damned idiot,” she breathed, grabbing the front of his tunic. “You’re a moron and an ass and a damned idiot.” He looked like she had hit him. But she went on, and grasped both sides of his face, “Because I’d pick you.”
And then she kissed him.
The Assassin and the Underworld (The Assassin’s Blade #4) by Sarah J. Maas