The Less You Know (GT) (Part 1/2)

The Less You Know (GT) (Part 1/2)

This is prompt from the 100 (GT) Themes Challenge. Feel free to send a number/word from the list for me to write about, and a specific character to go along with it, if you like!

For this prompt I chose Robbie and Claudia from Midsummer Nightmare, a piece I wrote for a contest. This is an AU of sorts, where the events of Midsummer Nightmare did not happen.

Claudia leaned back against the wall, drumming her knuckles on the bricks as she grew more and more impatient. The night club Arcadia had cleared out half an hour ago, and she had followed the crowd out, not wanting to make Robbie suspicious that she was going to pounce him. Again.

She totally was.

He was still inside, taking his sweet time. It was strange. Claudia swore she had never seen a single custodian or the like at the nightclub. Maybe they came in during the day, but hell, there wasn’t even a bouncer or any sort of security at night. She’d never heard anything about an owner. The only staff she’d seen was the bartender, but he always vanished before closing.

Which left DJ Robbie. The guy that no one seemed to remember existed until they stepped into Arcadia.

The door swung open, and Claudia perked up. She waited until she heard the door lock before making her move. Strangely, she didn’t hear a jangle of keys before the lock clicked, as if Robbie somehow had a way to lock the door from the outside without anything in hand. Just another strange thing about him to add to the ever-growing list.

As he came out from alcove, Claudia leapt away from the wall. “Robbie!”

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You mentioned Pride and Prejudice in your post about classic novels, and I was wondering about a) your opinion of Mr. Darcy in general and b) your opinion of Darcy and Elizabeth as a couple.

Don’tlet my mocking tone in that post fool you. I adore Mr. Darcy with all my heart,I merely object to the way he’s popularly associated with the image of this perfect, brooding hunk,when really he’s just a socially awkward loser.

Okay,okay, so our first introduction to Darcy is at a ball, where he:

Doesn’t dance

Can’t make small talk

Is generally rude and embarrassing

Stands awkwardly in the corner the whole night

Decides he might fancy this one girl, so heinsults her.

Loudly.

Where anyone could overhear.

Including the girl.

Gets roundly insulted to his face by said girl, and hisreaction is ‘…damn.’

Later on, he gets to know this girl a bit better. He warms up to her, and starts to act a little less like a standoffish jackass.

Thencomes the infamous ball where the entire Bennet family, except for Jane andLizzie, embarrass themselves. He convinces Bingley not to marry Jane because itwould degrade him.

MONTHSpass, and Lizzie meets Mr. Darcy again. She finds out that he separated Jane andBingley and she is SIMMERING with resentment. Darcy, on the other hand, (whomust have been pining over her and doodling ‘Mrs Elizabeth Darcy’ in hisnotebooks all this time) decides this is the perfect time to propose marriage.He BURSTS into her house, completely unannounced, ignores her chilly reception,then makes awkward small talk and wanders around in agitation. Finally, heconfesses that he loves her, against his better judgment, and insults her and herentire family before standing back, quite pleased with himself and convinced that she’s going to accepthim.

Butshe doesn’t.

Shelets him have it. She tells him how much she loathes him and exactly why. He isstunned. Mortified. No one has ever spoken to him like this. He’s quite used togetting everything he wants, and this just shakes him to his core. He stands therefor a while with a face like a slapped arse, then, unable to defend himself, he slinks away with a haughty goodbye and goes off to wallow in shame and resentment.

Andthen.

THEN.

Thenext day Lizzie is walking around the grounds and Mr. Darcy finds her. Has hetaken this time to compose himself so he might talk to her and explain himselfbetter?

No.

Hewrote a letter. He wrote a fucking letter. He probably spent all nightagonising and poring over this thing. Then he skulked around the grounds ALLMORNING in the hope of finding her. His exact words: “I have been walkingin the grove some time in the hope of meeting you. Will you do me the honour ofreading that letter?”

Andhe shoves it in her hand.

Thenhe runs.

RUNS.

(Darcyyou fucking walnut.)

Lizziereads the letter, and of course it’s beautiful and eloquent and it sayseverything he’s too socially inept to say to her face. It radically alters her opinion of him.

In response to her criticisms, Darcyreally does make an effort to changehis manners. He was never a bad guy – it’s obvious how much he loves his friendsand his baby sister, and Lizzie too, he just tends to be rude and haughty and socially awkward,something that’s understandable considering his station.

Lizziemeets him at Pemberley and he introduces her to his sister (which,over-protective big brother alert, is the biggest compliment he can give) andseeing how he treats her makes Lizzie just a tiny bit weak in the knees. JUST ALITTLE. NOT THAT SHE WANTS TO MARRY HIM OR ANYTHING HAHA wow his house is big.

THENHE’S EVEN A GENTLEMAN TO HER AUNT AND UNCLE AND MAYBE JUST MAYBE SHE MIGHTTHINK HE’S A BIT HANDSOME???? JUST A LITTLE?????

Then she hears her sister Lydia has run away with the renegade Mr. Wickham.

Mr.Darcy be like

NOTON MY WATCH. NO SIR.

Hecomes to the rescue, finds Lydia and Wickham, and persuades them to marry with ahefty sum of money, thus rescuing the Bennets from disgrace. But. BUT.

HEDOES ALL THIS WITHOUT TELLING HER. OR THE REST OF HER FAMILY.

HERAUNT AND UNCLE TELL HER, MUCH LATER, THAT DARCY DID IT ALL AT GREAT PERSONALEXPENSE.

AndLizzie’s just like ‘oh no.’

(Because every girl’s a slut for a gentlemanwho treats her and her family with respect.)

BUTTHAT’S NOT ALL.

OHNO, THAT IS NOT ALL.

BINGLEYCOMES BACK. MAH BOY BINGLEY COMES RIDING INTO TOWN TO SWEEP JANE OFF HER FEET.

Gee,I wonder who could have been behind that? I wonder who could possibly havepersuaded Bingley that Jane truly did love him, and that her family was notbeneath his station after all? WHO COULD POSSIBLY HAVE DONE THAT????

Bythis point Lizzie’s a hive of conflicting desires and emotions. That’s whenLady Catherine de Bourgh comes into her house, unannounced, and tells her notto marry Mr. Darcy.

Howdoes Lizzie respond? Miss “From the very beginning – from the firstmoment, I may almost say – of my acquaintance with you, your manners,impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and yourselfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form that groundworkof disapprobation on which succeeding events have built so immoveable adislike; and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the lastman in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to marry” ?

Shesays, ‘WOW. FUCK YOU LADY. YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO. HE’S A GENTLEMAN AND IAM A GENTLEMAN’S DAUGHTER. WE ARE EQUALS. I’LL MARRY WHOMEVER I PLEASE. NOW GETTHE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE.’

(Oooooh, girl, you got it bad.)

After this, Darcy shows up and starts talking to Lizzie. And it KILLS me, because obviouslyhe’d given up on ever winning her hand. He did all those things for her notbecause he wanted her to like him, but just because he loved her. He was upsetwhen he found out her uncle had told her about what he did for Lydia andWickham. UPSET. And while Lady Catherine had raged about how inferiorLizzie’s family was, just as Darcy once had, now Darcy says that he respectsand loves them. He says Lady Catherine spoke to him of their encounter, and it filledhim with hope that maybe she didn’t think he was an insufferable jackassanymore. ONLY when he receives this encouragement does he renew his proposal,and even then he adds, “one word from you will silence me on this subject forever.”

IMEAN???? Just LOOK at this precious sunflower, dumb and stuttering and full of “awkwardnessand anxiety,” so fucking in love with this girl that he was willing to give hispersonality a complete overhaul and re-evaluate all his life choices, notbecause he thought it would make her like him, but JUST BECAUSE he loved her. And if she had refused him a second time, he would never have bothered her again.THAT is how you gentleman.

Thename of the novel says it all – Pride and Prejudice. He’s proud and haughty,she’s prejudiced and rooted in her negative first impressions. These are thethings they have to overcome, this is how they have to grow and evolve. Heneeds to lay aside his pride, she her prejudice, and only then can they betogether.

Becausethey are perfect for each other. Absolutely,unequivocally. And when Jane Austen says they live happily ever after, Ibelieve her.

A Midnight Encounter

Okay so @obwjam inspired me to write this, so here I am. Includes Thor and Borrower reader. Will probably write a sequel eventually if enough people actually like it. Pretty short overall, but it was fun to write!

           Okay, so maybe you shouldn’t have gone looking for food in the middle of the living room. Maybe those dropped snack foods weren’t nearly worth the risk to your welfare. And maybe it had been a little presumptuous of you to assume that no one would be up at midnight and willing to walk there.

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Disappearing Act

Back by popular Demand, Marvel G/t stuff, featuring the reader as Tip, a borrower who’s in way over his head. 

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           You kept turning the encounter over in your head minute by minute, hour by hour. No matter what, you couldn’t get it out of your head. Thor. You’d seen him around the compound and the tower back before it got destroyed. But you’d never really managed to catch his name anywhere. That rarely happened for you. It felt weird to know one of their names. It felt much less like he was just some force of nature walking about, replaced by thinking of the giant much more like… a person? If that made sense.

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These Giant Feelings

Part 2 of a 2 part prompt. Soulmate au where the first words spoken to each other are on your wrist.

A big thanks to @gatlily for the prompt.

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Last night was terrible, Felix never thought there would be an attack, not in Trives. There had been reports of a few incidents, but no outright attacks and no deaths till that night. And yet, Felix thanked the Fates for allowing him to be there to meet his soulmate.

After the fire had been stamped out, the two warring sides had come to an useasey, and temporary truce. In the same hour the fire died, Felix’s father, the captain of the guards, pulled a small team of troops from the city, and sent them to deliver a message to the king. The letter contained a hopeful plea for a treaty, sighned by a few elders of the city and the captain.

The humans of Trives were allowed to continue their daily lives, abeit with tensions high on each side. Before the group left to deliver the message to the capitol, Felix had taken his injured mate and presented her to his father.

“Captain,” he had began. “Allow me to take leave of the city.” He flashed his wrist displaying the golden writing, while his father looked down at the unconscious girl.

“God’s and demons, is she?” He couldn’t finish the question. Felix nodded slowly.

“Yes sir. I didn’t see my flash, but I could just….feel it. Does that make sense?” Felix asked. The captain put an arm on his shoulder.

“Who am I to say?” He shrugged. “No one knows how the Fates work. But are you absolutely sure you want to take her out of the city?”

Felix hesitated, but nodded. “Yes Father. I want to know her better, but I do not think I will have a chance to do that here, she was scared when she found out.” He revealed. “I feel they would take her away from me.”

“Who?”

Felix huffed. “Pick a side, I don’t think anyone will like this!” He ran a hand through his hair.

The captain gave him a firm look. “Very well. You’re old enough to deal with the consequences of your descions.” His father mumbled. “I will grant you leave for two days.”

That hour he left with the group, the girl hidden in the pocket of his cloak. Felix broke away discreetly, after Five hours of walking, and headed for a nearby giant village. In the village he paid for a room at the tavern, and shut the door.

Now she layed on the bed, asleep. Felix sat crossed leg on the end of the cot just watching, just waiting for movement. He didn’t even know her name and yet he felt a certain fondness for her. He wanted to protect her, but that was probably because she was so small.

At last she moved, she rolled to the side and opened her eyes.

“Good morning, how are you feeling?” Felix asked, his tone light, but she stiffened at his voice. She sat up sharply and pushed herself as far away from him as she could.

“You! Where am I? What have you done?” She questioned nervously. She looked around the room. “Oh gods…I’m, I’m in giant lands!” She cried.

Felix winced. This was not how he imagined this to go. “It’s alright, I haven’t done anything to you except bring you here.” He answered. He lowered a hand to her.

“Don’t! Don’t touch me!” She warned, her back against the wall. Felix faltered, but continued lowering his hand slowly despite her pleas. He was tired, tired of fear, not just from her but from other humans.

“I’m not going to hurt you, your my mate, my partner, I would never hurt you.” He said wrapping a loose hand around her and lifting her up. “I don’t even know your name.”

“It’s Sage.” She said bitterly.

Felix smiled. “That’s a pretty name, it suits you. I’m Felix.” Sage wouldn’t even look at him, but at least she didn’t fight him.

“Sage, please, I’m trying here. At least look at me.”

She turned her head and glared at him, all fear had faded, replaced by a smoldering anger. “Oh well forgive me for not wanting to look to look into the vile face of my captor.” She spoke sarcastically. “What do you expect me of me after you do something like that? Bow and thank you for dragging me away from my home?” Sage asked viscously.

Felix’s ears burn. “We’re only about half a day’s march from Trives, I can take you back whenever you like.”

“Well I want to go back now!” She twisted in his hand. “I want to help my people after what you giants did last night!”

“That wasn’t even our fault!” Felix defended. “You humans were the ones that started it!”

“WE didn’t start it! But if we did, we did it to get rid of you lot!” She yelled at him, A hatered flashed in her eyes. “Your kind has done so much to us!”

Something in Felix flared. “No.” He stated darkly. “Humans aren’t perfect either, humans send teams to kill us in our sleep because you’re to cowardly to fight us, you use tricks and secrecy to win your battles.”

Sage’s face flushed. “We wouldn’t even think of doing that if giants didn’t plunder our villages first! The few cities we have left are crammed with people because they’re to scared to live in open fields.” She argued. “But does that make a difference? No, because your kind decided to take over our city!”

“My kind!? We have orders to keep our kind out! We protect you from rouge giants who want to hurt you!”

“By placing a curfew on us?” Sage accused. “By harrasing my people and causing fights a the time?!”

Felix ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “It’s only because of instigators, and trouble makers that we place those rules down! He fought back, his voice raising. “If we could just get rid of all the stupid bull-headed humans who cause us problems, you wouldn’t have to deal with those rules!”

A silence hung in the air, Felix wondered if he had scared Sage into silence, his face softened and he was about to apologise.

“I’m one of those bull-headed humans.” Sage whispered, an edge in her voice.

Felix’s mouth hung open. “What?”

She looked him in the eye definitely. “I’M one of those humans, who causes the trouble.”

“Seven hells and seven Fates” Felix swore. “You’re one of them?”

Sage nodded and watched his face for any sighns of madness. She waited for him to snap, to crush her or tear her in half, but he just held her. More silence followed, and Sage began to panick. Finnally, Felix did the last thing she expected.

He chuckled.

“Were you the one that put the chickens in the captains tent?” He asked.

Sage’s face burned and she looked away. Felix’s laugh only increased.

“It’s not like it was hard to do.” Sage muttered, her face a brilliant red. Felix stopped laughing after a few minutes.

“You know what? I don’t care.” He decided. “I don’t care if you hate me, or that you’re a rebel, I don’t care anymore.” He moved Sage’s head to look at him. “I know why your my mate,” he stated. “You can hold your own against a giant in a fight, and not many humans can do that.”

He sighed.

“Well,” Sage said slowly. “You should meet my mother then, if you think humans can’t hold their own against a giant.”

He smiled. He would like to meet this family, the people who raised this strong girl. It would be interesting; He would also like to have her meet his father.

Felix shifted. “I’ll take you back to Trives today.”

“….thank you.” Sage said gratefully.

He gave a small smile. “It is no problem, besides, I wish to meet the rest of your rebel family.”

Sage stiffened. “I have no family in the rebellion.”

Felix snorted and lowered her down to the bed. “I’ll take your word at that officially but,” he raised his eyebrows. “I hope you don’t take me for a fool.”

She stood on the blanket. “What happened after….” She trailed off. “You know, last night.”

“After you fainted?” He suggested, bringing a small glare from her. “Well we took out the fire, and after that everyone just sorta stopped.” He explained. “My captain sent a message to the capitol, we’re hoping for some sort of compromise at least.”

Sage let the news settle. “That’s good! It’s a start.” She said hopefully.

He nodded. “I suppose it is.”

“When you meet my uncle,” sage said suddenly. “,don’t ask about anything related to the apothecary trade, or he’ll talk your ear off.”

Felix smirked. “Oh? Am I allowed to meet them then?”

“Yes, I guess you’ll have to one day, might as well get it over with.” She smiled slyly. “But first we must eat something.”

“I’m willing to accept that deal.” He laughed, lowering his hand next to her, letting her climb on. Lifting her to his shoulder, he moved from the bed, and walked out the door.

Yes it was a start. Hopefully the start of a long and and prosperous relashionship.

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Thank you for reading! I hoped you enjoyed reading it. As always, feel free to send me a writing prompt and I’ll do my best.