RAHH DRAGON PRINCE SEASON 6 COMING OUT ON MY BIRTHDAY

RAHH DRAGON PRINCE SEASON 6 COMING OUT ON MY BIRTHDAY

@myfairkatiecat @sasharcyreal @permanently-stressed

I present to you, a sokeefe fanfic of the gang finding Keefe in the hotel in Stellarlune…

FEATURING TAM CAM!

Sophie could feel the sharp twinge of pain in her palms as she dug her nails into them, her stare unwavering from the floor tile slightly to the left of her sneaker as if something, anything worth looking at, was stuck to the paint. She refused to turn her gaze. The silence was uncomfortable enough; she didn’t need to make being in Keefe’s presence any harder for herself. 

     She sat there, dripping all over his unnecessarily tiny futon, trying to pretend their knees weren’t inches away from each other’s and thinking of ways to mentally smack herself. She took a deep breath to calm her (stupid) racing mind.

Wind.

Salt air.

Something a little citrusy.

Shit.

     She heard clashing from down the hall and silently prayed her friends would be back to break the silence before she bolted out the door and back into the pouring rain and cold London streets. Tam had insisted they help Keefe pack and rushed past the kitchen with a white-knuckled grip on Dex’s wrist. They probably wanted to go through his stuff, Sophie assumed. 

     Sophie decided she would have to think of something to say. She could make a joke. acknowledge the awkwardness and laugh it off. Be brave and look in his direction. Be out-of-her-mind insane and bring up the note. Excuse herself to use the bathroom and climb out the window. She could-

"I’m sorry I ran off like that.”

     She might’ve flinched. She wasn’t sure. She might have jumped out of her skin and screamed for all of England to hear, and she honestly couldn’t tell you. 

“I just-“ Keefe started to say.

     Against her own wishes, her mouth ran almost on autopilot. “You don’t have to explain yourself. I get it. I'm not mad.”

“You're not?”

     Something in his voice forced her to look over, and something in his expression forced her to open her mouth again.

“No. It wasn’t even the worst idea you’ve had.” she said, praying her voice wasn’t as shaky and quiet as it sounded in her ears. “But... you could’ve told me where you were going. I wouldn’t have told anyone. You could’ve taken me with you.”

“You’d leave the lost cities? just like that? without your family or friends?” He asked almost timidly.

“I’ve thought about it. It’s not exactly easy for me to be there, either.” 

     Her heart pounded once, as if trying to slap her brain. 

“I mean- obviously, what you’re going through is-“

   He laughed. A stupid, beautiful, stupid laugh. how dare he? His voice was still raspy from sleep and his stupid dimples were taunting her. it’s cruel, she thought.

“Relax, I get it.” he assured her.

     Sophie’s hands toyed with the fringe at the edge of his pillow. The pool of emotions she tended to save for inflicting had started swirling around in her gut, screaming at her to get out of there before she said something dumb and embarrassing. She wanted to grab him, light leap home, and be done with this whole thing. Maybe go into hiding. Maybe never see him again.

     Of course, she said something dumb and embarrassing anyway. 

“I probably would. With you. I think I might.” she whispered, stupidly and idiotically and like a true moron.

     Keefe stopped breathing for a second. Not that Sophie was paying any attention to his breathing. Or the way he was blinking a little harder than usual. Or the fallen eyelash that rested right on the tip of his nose. 

     He started to say something. Probably, he was going to call her a weirdo and say he’d rather take his father with him. His hand twitched like he had thought for a moment about moving it. It wasn’t like Sophie was paying attention to his hands, either. She couldn’t care less if they were rough and scarred and torn up and really, really pretty.

     His breath shook and he suddenly reached for her own hand with all the grace of Silveny tripping over her own defecation. Sophie couldn’t focus. He was saying something. she couldn’t focus. 

     She found the courage, or perhaps the idiocy, to look up. She considered meeting his eyes. She thought she might be about to, when the bedroom door burst open with a thud.

     Tam toppled down the hall and into the living room and looked at Keefe, then at Sophie, then at Keefe again. He glanced at Dex, too, then back to the two sitting on the futon. 

“I knew it.” he muttered, seemingly to himself. 

     He looked Keefe in the eyes. How he could do that without stuttering like a loser and passing out, Sophie had no idea. 

“I knew something was up. I felt it.” he spat. 

     His whole body was tense and, very slowly, he turned his head to the side, as if looking straight into the lens of an imaginary camera.

He raised one eyebrow higher than she’s ever seen, and very quietly uttered two single words.

…

“Tam cam.”

11 yr old Keefe: *anonymously calling Cassius*

Cassius: Hello?

Keefe: *mimicking* This is Gisela.

Cassius: Oh…uh, do you need something, sweetheart?

Keefe: *still mimicking* Oh shut up, I hate you. I never want to speak to you again.

Keefe: And also—you’re a terrible father to Keefe.

Cassius: Wait—WHAT? Hold on-

Keefe: *hangs up*

Keefe: *devious asf* My work here is done.

His conscience: …

Keefe: Don’t look at me like that. The jerk had it coming.

Whoops it’s been quite awhile since I made that lavacake mermaid au post BUT IM BACK WITH HEADCANONS YALL (I’m sorry for leaving everyone ): ) (also it’s really late at night so my brain is fried so I’m sorry if this is crap)

soooo

- fitz is Ariel

- marella is prince eric

- tritons whole arc with being angry at Ariel and learning to accept her is very very fitting for Alden like guys it’s honestly perfect

- this whole conflict Ariel had with leaving the sea is parallels how restrictive the lost cities views are like the whole bad match thing

-I HAVE ONE ISSUE THO I REALLY DONT KNOW WHO URSULA WOULD BE

- THERES SO MANY GOOD VILLANS IN KEEPER I CANT DECIDE

- oh and Mr snuggles is flounder

Guys idk if this makes sense I’ll probably have to edit a bunch of stuff later urghhh it’s too late at night for this y’all

I realise these aren’t head canons I guess it’s more like uhhhh explaining the au

Also I can’t find the person who I originally made the anon ask for :( I thought I was following them but I can’t seem to find them

Also again I apologise if the stuff I’m saying don’t make sense my rambles are in shambles today :(

Whoops it’s been quite awhile since I made that lavacake mermaid au post BUT IM BACK WITH HEADCANONS YALL (I’m sorry for leaving everyone ): ) (also it’s really late at night so my brain is fried so I’m sorry if this is crap)

soooo

- fitz is Ariel

- marella is prince eric

- tritons whole arc with being angry at Ariel and learning to accept her is very very fitting for Alden like guys it’s honestly perfect

- this whole conflict Ariel had with leaving the sea is parallels how restrictive the lost cities views are like the whole bad match thing

-I HAVE ONE ISSUE THO I REALLY DONT KNOW WHO URSULA WOULD BE

- THERES SO MANY GOOD VILLANS IN KEEPER I CANT DECIDE

- oh and Mr snuggles is flounder

Guys idk if this makes sense I’ll probably have to edit a bunch of stuff later urghhh it’s too late at night for this y’all

Honestly as a blind person I’m so tired of seeing fictional blind characters who don’t use white canes or other guides. “They have special powers so they know what’s around them” or “they’re confident enough to not need a guide” are common tropes, and I’m tired.

Are people scared that using a white cane will make their blind character seem weak? They can’t use a cane because they’re so special that they already know what’s around them, and other blind people who use guides are inferior because they’re not special?

I’m tired. Give your blind characters white canes and other guides. Let them hold onto their friends, let them have guide dogs. Don’t make white cane users feel ostracized for not being “strong enough” to go without.

Another thing that pisses me off is when a sighted character comes up with the fantasy equivalent of braille and teaches it to the blind character. Braille was invented by Louis Braille, a blind man, in 1824. The blind character should be the one coming up with it.

Tldr I’m blind and tired of sighted people lol

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