#/ dagger ur gonna get them in trouble

[pupacirci]

" Oy I'm comin' I'm comin'. " Doll chuckled under her breathe, creeping over to her accomplice. She threw her arm over his shoulder and loudly whispered " Whatcha got for me? "

— @pupacirci !

" doll , pssst ! doollll , ov'r here ! " he whispers loudly ( and not at all discreetly ) , waving the other over from his hiding place behind one of the tent poles . " c'mon now ! i haven't got all day , y'know ! "

[wosoragebaiter69]

that’s enough

barça femeni x teen!reader, alexia putellas x fem!reader

request: here

A/N: this is a mess. the plot is like when ur writing an english essay and you let your subconscious mind write it so it ends up splitting into three topics with no context.

TW: throwing up, coarse language

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Last night, I went out again. It isn’t unusual for me and if I get caught it gets me in trouble with Alexia. I’m not even doing anything bad most of the time, just driving around to take the pressure away. What I don’t factor in this time is the fact that we have an early morning session and a late night session. So if hell was a day, this is it.

First, we have a video session discussing tactics. Which is at 7am, then at 6pm we have a field session. Of course when I wasn’t there when Alexia woke up she immediately called me.

“Where are you? Where’s your car and why aren’t you in the house?” She questions clearly annoyed.

“Relax Alexia, I went out on a little drive, I’ll be there for the video session don’t worry.” She’s about to say more but I hang up. I know I won’t hear the end of this but there can’t be too much harm.

Turns out there can be.

I walk inside the room with my mcdonald’s coffee, I’m not the last person there but Alexia is in the room and shoots daggers at me. I shrug my shoulders, moving to sit next to Ingrid.

“Alexia is really mad, what did you do this time?” She asks, looking at me with a slight smirk.

“I went for a drive to clear my mind. I guess it’s illegal to do that now. I got a coffee though.” She wrinkles her face in disgust.

“Out of all the places to get coffee, you choose the worst one? Honestly kid, please find some place better. Staring at that makes me physically sick.” I roll my eyes.

“I was in a hurry and they call it fast food for a reason. Imagine if I was late? I’m already in trouble.” She nods her head in understanding.

“So, any plans for today or are you going to play Hogwarts Legacy all day.”

“I’m going to watch a movie.” I reply.

“The whole day?” She questions confused.

“Well… I never said I was seeing the movie IN Spain.” She sighs pinching the bridge between her nose.

“That’s not a good idea. Why would you do that?”

“Because I hate subtitles and I don’t want the movie to be in Spanish.” I shrug.

“That’s… a good point. If Alexia finds out you’ve left the country again she’s gonna lose it so have fun and make sure not to tell her you told me.” I nod.

“Will do my friend.” I’ve left the country before, one time to Germany where I accidentally met Georgia Stanway and got drunk with her. And the other time was at the UK in which I got into some nasty fights against some sad Arsenal fans. Like yes I was taunting them but no reason to attack me. I won in the end, obviously.

So if Alexia finds out I’ve left again she will be so mad. I focus my attention to the screen in front of us and listen in on what whatever Jona has to say.

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After the session, I quickly make my way out of the room and into my car. I’m almost gone but Alexia is right behind me and she bangs on the window. I groan pulling it down.

“Hi Aleeee.”

“Don’t you ‘Hi Ale.’ me. Where have you been and how long? Do not lie to me.” I sigh.

“I went out on a drive around town, it’s so pretty at night, so excuse me if I want to look at it. Now if you must know. I’m on a tight schedule so, may you please move so I can move?” I ask, she reluctantly agrees and steps back allowing me to drive off to the airport.

(this is rlly fast paced but you can imagine whatever movie you want during the time skip)

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It’s currently 5pm, I’ve been out all day the flights were only 2 hours and they were cheap. I don’t know why the others think of this stuff. Maybe I’m just Australian though.

I notice my stomach feels off, but it’s probably because I’m dehydrated and haven’t eaten a proper meal all day. Only a large popcorn and 2 packets of skittles.

I arrive at the grounds just in time and walk in with Sandra. I walk over to my area and get changed into the kit, before walking out onto the field with Lucy.

“You alright mate? You’re pale.” She states.

“I’m good, little tired is all.” I can tell she doesn’t believe me but we walk on.

The session is gruelling, high intensity and does not do anything to help what I’m feeling. Alexia has been pushing me harder than anyone else which is annoying and I low-key want to fall to the ground. That would only result in more laps though.

The 1.5 hour session ends, we have dinner which lasts half an hour than another 45 minutes in the gym. Both of which I am not excited for.

I can’t even think of anything when it happens, I feel bile rise up my throat and I just know that I should’ve eaten a proper meal. I make it into the bathroom in the nick of time, spilling my guts into the bowl. Someone is in here holding my tied back hair but I can’t be bothered to find who.

When I finally stop gagging, I flush the toilet and lean against the wall staring in front of me to find Keira.

“You feel any better or do you want to stay here.” She asks, resting her hand on my cheek. I shrug my shoulders as she sighs.

The door opens again and it’s Lucy.

“Oh, there you guys are. What happened?” Lucy turns to Keira.

“I was walking by the bathrooms and heard someone gagging and here she was throwing up.” She nods her head and I go to stand up.

“NO! No, you are not doing that. What if you throw up again? I’m going to get Alexia. Right now.” Lucy says sternly.

“Nooo, get Ingrid instead? Please Lucy.”

“Fine.” She walks out leaving Keira and I alone again.

“Mind telling me what lead to this moment?” I nod, explaining the staying up all night to not eating any proper food.

“That’ll do it. Can’t believe you just got on a flight to London.”

“It’s not even that long, it’s a great way to spend time. It’s like you saying a 45 minute drive is long. That’s how long it takes for me to get to school when I’m in Australia.” She shakes her head.

“Aussies sense of time is so out of whack I’m telling ya!” The door is opened again as Ingrid and Lucy make their way inside.

Ingrid sighs, “What are we going to do with you huh?” I laugh.

“Come on, let’s get you to the medics and then you can go home. I’ll drive your car and before you say anything we will be telling Alexia.” I nod, knowing there’s no escape.

We get to the medical room and Alexia is already there, talking about her knee with one of the physios. She looks over in question, Ingrid pushes me forward while Keira explains everything to the doctor. Who explains for me to eat a proper meal and drink some actual water. Before going to bed to get actual sleep.

Alexia is fuming, muttering many curse words and dragging me out of there. We get our stuff and give my keys to Mapi who nods at the plan of getting my car back home.

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We walk through the door and Alexia guides me to the couch.

“I have had enough of this. We need to set some rules ok? You are 16 in a foreign country, you can’t go around to other countries when you fucking feel like it. I don’t care if you didn’t do anything bad but I can’t have you out of this city without me. Got it? As for the night driving, we’ll set a curfew and I expect you to be back by a certain time and you won’t be able to leave until a certain time. I told your parents I’d watch out for you but you are seriously making it hard for me to live up to that.”

“Sorry Ale.” She shakes her head.

“I’m not doing this with you right now. I’m going to make you a proper meal, you will drink 1 litre of water then you are heading straight to bed. No phone, no xbox, nothing until I deem you can be trusted. Am I clear?” I nod, feeling like I was 12 again.

“You might think this is excessive but I care about you. I want you to be safe, I need you to be safe. So please, make it easier for both of us.” Shes pleading now and it makes me feel bad, tears brim at the edge of my eyes and she sits down next to me.

“Amorcita, don’t cry. Por favor.” She rubs my thigh.

“I’m sorry Ale, I didn’t mean to. The night drives just lessen my anxiety about some things, you know. Like therapy.”

“I know, but you can speak to me about it any time if you feel you’re spiraling. Anyone on the team. Don’t do stupid things to get us to notice. Just talk I’m always here.” I sob into her arms, I can feel all the anger she has fade.

“Thanks, this means so much. Again I’m sorry.” She shakes her head.

“Don’t be, but I would like to know why you travelled to England to watch a movie, don’t you hate England?” This has me laughing.

“I mean… I do but in Spain it’s either gonna be in Spanish or have subtitles and I wanted it in English without.” She laughs softly.

“Of course, now how do you feel about Chicken Burgers for dinner? With potato gems.” I nod my head. She gets up and walks into the Kitchen starting to make the food.

Maybe I can start trying, and maybe I am truly cared about more than I thought. This team 🫶.

A/N: I LOVE SICKFICS I HAD TO. if you see any sickfic requested, i probs requested it lol

[sun-stricken]

i love gray's friendships with female characters, at least through tenrou arc! like that he's at once the "cool guy," sweet underneath, kinda flirty, and embarrasses a little easily - it's very easy to come up with HCs for his female friendships and you can't often say that about the cool rival guys(TM) in anime!

like for cana - -they're were the OG kids in the guild and i like the idea that cana felt like she could complain about boy troubles to gray -they were also friends with benefits at some point 👀 they broke it off very amicably and cana still rants to him about "girl stuff." he always finds it boring when she starts but eventually he gets invested and starts ranting with her, by this point mira also joins in on their gossiping <3

for erza - -she was definitely his first crush/love around his own age and one of the reasons he responded so strongly when he saw her crying alone, was because he was reminded of when ur used to do the same thing since she lost ultear (like the flashbacks in tenrou island arc of her sobbing while clutching ultear's old baby clothes). except back then, he didn't know how to help and just pretended he never saw anything, and it's one of his biggest regrets. so he decided to do something about erza even if he was really clumsy at it. -eventually he learned ice-making and wielding all those weapons because he asked erza to help teach him (even if he had to swallow his pride to do it). at first it's just between them but eventually a lot of the guild gets invested and watches their sparring sessions - levy helps him find books about specific swordplay techniques based on erza's recommendations -once, erza criticizes his fighting style and says she can read every move because he keeps playing it safe and is constantly on the defensive; she urges him to be more spontaneous and unpredictable because that kind of creativity is well-suited for maker mages. so during the fight, she's got him pinned (as usual) and the guild thinks it's over until, on a whim, he suddenly kisses her... and in erza's shock he manages to unpin himself and hold his own ice dagger at her throat instead. the guild's holding their breath and thinks erza's gonna beat him up LMAO, and gray also immediately tries to apologize and grovel, but erza simply brushes it off and says he was the smarter fighter that time, so he won fair and square. they both don't know that it was the other's first kiss 👀 -to thank erza for training him, gray gifted her those diamond-knife earrings (i figured bc he also wears that cross necklace and occasionally earrings...) - he's not really sure if she even likes them because she didn't show too much interest in jewelry/makeup/anything that isn't strictly practical, but to this day, he's never seen her take them off -erza made him quit smoking lmao, he used to be smoking buddies with mira until they both quit. he still doesn't do it but sometimes at a town event or similar occasion, he might indulge in a cig or two - nothing more. but he never does it in front of erza -gray standing up to erza in galuna island arc is like a guild legend now. people always bring it up when they introduce him to a newcomer; gray feels kinda embarrassed and uncomfortable by it and tries to apologize to erza about it, but she says she doesn't mind at all and he taught her a valuable lesson that day

for lucy - -sometimes he sits in on her and levy's discussions about the short stories she's writing and her eventual novel. he doesn't really throw out too many ideas, he just prefers to listen because he's reminded of the tales of adventure that ur used to tell him and lyon after dinner. sometimes lucy asks him about his home country and stuff so she can write short informational articles about it in sorcerer weekly, and he's happy to reminisce. -he really does find lucy's apartment comfortable because it has multiple thermostats. lucy always keeps the laundry area a little cooler just for gray whenever he drops by, since she knows he likes sitting there

for ultear - -it's a little hard to look her in the eyes sometimes because she resembles ur so much, but gray always appreciates her presence. sometimes ultear asks him to talk about little things about her mother, like her favorite foods or a story about her, and gray's always happy to indulge. lyon joins in too when he can! -once lyon hit on her in front of gray much to the latter's complete mortification, but ultear just burst out laughing and lyon turned brick red (there's an unspoken plea from lyon to never bring that incident up, but gray's just waiting for the chance to use it against him) -he always feels a little jolt in his chest when there's something ultear subconsciously does that's just like ur - they both put their hands on their hips the same way when they're pleased, she dots her "i's" with big circles like ur did, and they have similar tastes in food. gray doesn't know whether to feel pleased or pained -ultear thinks gray's stripping habit is endearing -ur was kinda gray's first puppy crush in the early says of being her student (before she became like a mother to him), and sometimes he wonders if he might end up feelings similarly about ultear if they spent more time together -ultear gave him a very rudimentary communication lacrima where you can tell the other person's mood/general state of mind if you let a little of your magic flow into it. sometimes gray uses it at night to see if she and crime sorciere are doing okay <3

i love exploring Grays relationship with others so much, also this is so long and as much as i love it i cant think of things to add on to it

but this absolutely needs to be shown to the world and praised bc holy shit this great and im definitely stealing at least 90% of these

[nostalgiaclown]

So the issue with creating my Rook/Veilguard OCs so ahead of release time is the backstories they have given us are very specific... I have already deluded enough to craft my own possible backstories- so now they will be reworked into AUs, anyway, here's Holly Monett 🦋✨️

Lore dump below...🦋🫶

She's an alchemist, in her late 30s, who was born in Orlais.

Black hair and bright blue eyes (she has her mothers eyes), prominent dark circles. Olive tone skin(?), lot's of beauty marks. Petite frame, short.

Blue moth/butterfly as her character motif. This theme will be prominent in her armour/outfit design.

Her mother (Edith Monet) was Orlesian, and her father (Marcus) Nevarran.

She moved back to Nevarra with her Papa when her Maman passed away from a rare terminal illness.

She learnt alchemy from her mom. She became highly skilled in her craft, able to cultivate and gather ingredients to make an aray of tonics, toxins, poisons, and explosives. She continued her mothers work (trying to make a cure for the same sickness that took her life, yaay), so that she lives on in their hearts and memories. (Poor Papa was not okay tm).

She's a Rogue(?) Mainly using deadly poison coated daggers and throw this vial at the enemy and see what happens style.

Holly never fully processed her grief, too focused on making sure her Papa was okay.

Holly has unrealistic expectations for what love should feel like. She's never felt it before (she came close once), not in the way her father describes it. (Girl, watch out that old man gonna make you feel so loved)

She ended up (kind of) joining the Mourn Watch after she sent a letter in, requesting to join on one of the excursions deep into the Necropolis, particularly interested in the flora and fauna she would be able to acquire and study down there (idk man I've not looked into any lore accuracies yet, I'm just having fun).

Emmrich took an interest in her work, passion clearly coming through in her writing, and agreed to let her come along despite his peers' protests. They made for quick friends, the chemistry between them apparent. (You know when u meet ur soulmate, yeah)

She then stayed within the Necropolis after that and helped with the preservation and organisation of the dead.

She would then occasionally be assigned to other expeditions with him, both finding different excuses to see each other while working within the Necropolis. (TeeHee)

Fun bits:

She has a stuffed rabbit simply called 'petit lapin' she has trouble sleeping without.

She likes to climb up high on things, like a cat, then she can't get down.

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So, this is my little world where my 'canon' Rook is going to be her Cousin, Robert - he would be the one to drag her along into staying at the lighthouse, aiding them with her tonics and the like.

I'll no doubt switch it up when the game comes out but, I always end up making NPC OCs rather than main characters, oops.

I'll make more posts talking more abt Holly's parents and her Cousin.

Oh and... Claude Delecroix, he's fun 💕

[everysongineverykey]

gimme ur fav columbo eps I'm gonna start watching

OKAY!! honestly all the episodes rock and you can't go wrong with just watching them all in order, but if you want my personal favorites (i'm gonna put some of this under a readmore cause there's a LOT lol)

-ransom for a dead man is the pilot (the second and better pilot) and while the murder plot may not be quite as intriguing as some others it does a great job of setting up columbo's character and establishing who he is.

-murder by the book is the second episode, and a fan favorite. it's the one everyone sort of remembers! jack cassidy plays the first of three magnificent stuck-up columbo villains all played by the same guy and it's awesome

-etude in black, season two, is a tumblr fan favorite. the murderer's a ton of fun and the ep is the first to include columbo's famous dog named dog! it's also got some great columbo character moments <3

-dagger of the mind: columbo goes to london and gets a couple of rich shakespearean actors arrested for murder. he also wanders around being completely and adorably amazed by the local landmarks while he's at it, lots of sweet little guy moments

-a stitch in crime: leonard nimoy as the murderer!! the episode's got a great and genuinely compelling murder storyline, with some of the motive stuff being left in the dark so the viewer can follow along and figure it out for themselves. i don't wanna spoil anything but again: great columbo character moments, takes place in a hospital, ending that makes you sigh with relief!

-double shock: it's the one with the adorable cooking scene in which columbo clumsily cooks on tv. what more can you ask for? that scene alone makes it worth it but the murderers also have a really fun dynamic and are excellent foils to each other. it loses points though because one character's really mean to columbo and it makes me sad :(

-an exercise in fatality: i think this one's less widely liked, but i enjoyed it quite a bit! more awesome goofy columbo momence, plus a rare angry columbo moment near the end. does great for his character. really interesting. also a really sweet bit where he talks about his wife's recovery from a depressive phase💙

-by dawn's early light: cool murder method, plus columbo in an undershirt and boxers. also get to see a military asshole get thrown in jail

-troubled waters: oh my GOD columbo and his wife go on a cruise and he solves a murder on board at sea with nothing but his wits! such a cool setting and it's fascinating to see how he manages without the help of the police department's resources and technology! also he wears a hawaiian shirt at one point <333

-playback: this one's just great. a big part of the murder coverup is security cam footage tampering, so we get a lot of columbo being amazed at technology. stupid old man <3 plus there's a really nice columbo wife guy moment and a character in a wheelchair who's written really respectfully and nicely, esp. for the time period! also he does a frankly awesome bit of deduction at one point that i've always appreciated

-forgotten lady: WOW this one rocks. the spin it puts on the "you know who the murderer is from the beginning" theme... i won't spoil anything but it does something REALLY clever with that. some excellent columbo and dog moments, plus columbo shirking his police duties. king <3

-now you see him: jack cassidy's third and final appearance on the show as a magician who murders his blackmailing financial manager! this one's so much fun. it has columbo winking. the one frame of columbo winking makes me lightheaded every time i see it. he's HOT. also he spends the whole episode being amazed by magic tricks and it's adorable💙

-fade in to murder: william shatner! columbo arrests an actor playing a detective on tv. there's so many good scenes where he and the actor playact the murder together, the actor in character as his detective, and their game of cat-and-mouse is fascinating. their whole dynamic is fascinating! also some very cute columbo moments :)

-try and catch me: the murderer in this one is just the best. "shall we compare poverty stories, lieutenant?" "not in a rolls royce, ma'am" her and columbo are just an awesome duo. old ladies should be allowed to do murder actually <3 also one of the more creative murder methods on the show, plus columbo getting awkwardly trapped in the middle of a circle of dancers and um-ing and excuse me-ing his way out of it hilariously. ALSO a really awesome moment at one point that really adds a lovely layer onto his character where he talks about how he doesn't believe the world is full of evil just because of his job. i LOVE that bit💙💙💙

-murder under glass: so many wonderful italian columbo moments. we love a bilingual king💙 he goes to different restaurants as part of his investigation and all the owners give him free food to support him cause their friend has been killed. it's a long story! either way, the last scene and the way he snares the killer is *chef's kiss* WOW.

-and i guess i'll add columbo goes to the guillotine onto this as well, even though it's part of the reboot (and thus not quite as good). it was pretty good by reboot standards- a bit flashier and more traditionally dramatic than the ogs, but still fun. it's awesome to watch columbo repeatedly annoy and disprove a pompous "psychic" who murdered someone. and the way he gets his final proof is pretty fuckin cool honestly! they coulda done worse!

OKAY THAT'S ALL MY FAVORITES!! honestly though every single episode's worth a watch (except maybe last salute to the commodore, that one's really only good to laugh at) and you could absolutely just go in order. happy watching!!

[v-poreons]

kova's backstory is so sad, like I knew it was sad but reading that still :((( anyways more kova lore bc I'm invested

I can talk about the campaign he was in then! :))

I'm so mad Tumblr deleted everything I wrote hold on while I try to fix this

Basically what I said before was so fucking long I simply can't rewrite it in as comprehensive a way i did before so this is gonna be a lot shorter I'm PISSED.

I don't remember everything that happened in the campaign because it was four years ago but the party was me as Kova, Asher (Wood Elf Ranger), Lan (Changeling ((in the form of a High Elf)) Fighter), Mislia (Tiefling Sorcerer), and Savory (Tiefling Monk, we had an inside joke that Kova spells her name Savoury).

We were on a job delivering some stuff from one town to another I believe when we were attacked by some goblins who we beat the absolute shit out of. Lan was checking one of the goblins when she found a ring with an eye symbol engraved on it. She put it on and it latched itself to her finger and shot a beam of light into the woods, presumably for us to follow. We hid our wagon and set up camp in a cave for the night. I don't remember who was on watch but we were ambushed by some Dark Elves who took us to the Underdark to their queen who welcomed us and decided to throw a party in our honor.

We were all varying degrees of intoxicated but Kova, who was nursing his first cup of ale since he hates drinking since it inhibits his reasoning skills and he was a little wary of the whole thing. Lan also was suspicious so the two chatted for a bit and planned to do some investigating together later. When we had been escorted to our rooms we found out that we had been magically locked in so we found a way to bypass the spell and sneaked out with the rest of the party, but we were caught and taken into the throne room where the queen revealed she had led us here for a reason. She activated a big rune on the floor and we all blacked out. Then when we woke up our skin was translucent and you could see our skeletons under our skin because plot twist we were dead and had been sent to the underworld (the reveal slapped so hard david if ur seeing this u popped off so hard)

We ended up having to do like a gladiator type match where Kova and Lan created the legendary knife cube combo (Kova casts cloud of daggers Lan throws enemies into the cube and theyre promptly turned into bad guy soup). We won and were brought before Hades and Persephone (Kova and Savory charmed her because they're both nice :) ) and then we were thrown in prison because Hades had a stick up his ass.

We met Brutus and Milquetoast in jail and decided to do a prison break I'm not sure exactly how it went but it involved the warden and a prison riot and Lan killed the warden and was inexplicably drawn to this dark spooky hallway which supposedly held Thanatos but when she reached the end of the corridor all that was there were empty chains.

We had a sick ass chariot race with Hades and Lan flipped him the bird as we escaped down a big cavernous hole in the ground. We woke up at the bottom and learned if we wanted out we each had to go through trials to judge our characters.

I don't remember the exact order we went in but Mislia's was a fight with their ex wife and ended with them choosing Savory's life over the ex, Savory's took place in her old monastery which she had been banned from, Asher's was a puzzle that ended in a fight with his former friend and leader (who happened to be his player's other character from a different campaign remember this it's important), and Lan's (which was the last trial and also the last session since we unfortunately didn't finish the campaign) took place in her childhood hometown but everyone but her had lost their memories and she had to convince us all to come with her and get our memories back.

Kova's was a quiz show type trial during which we would gain or lose things (body parts, knowledge/memories, items, etc.) The trouble with playing a character who's smarter than you is when ur DM asks you what the components are to an X level Wizard spell (something Kova would probably know but I sure as hell didn't) you end up spinning the bad wheel (a la taz suffering game) and losing Kova's harmonica which was a gift from his dead friends dead daughter. Also it got turned to ash :)

The game show host ended up being Medusa and we killed the hell out of her and Lan and Kova struck the final blows.

I ended up asking the DM what the campaign would have gone like from the last session and he said the twist would have been that Brutus was Thanatos and I don't remember how but he could not longer continue being Thanatos so Lan, who had the ring, would be given the choice to become the new god of death or not.

From there we have two endings:

The 'canon' ending, in which Lan accepts her role and remains in the underworld while the rest of the living party members return to their lives. Kova is alone and lonely returning to his travels but has healed somewhat and learns to accept people into his heart again.

In the ending where Lan refuses, the party returns to the living world and parts ways. Lan and Kova reluctantly separate since Kova wishes to keep traveling and seeing the world but Lan is exhausted by everything that has happened in her life up until this point and just wants to settle down. The two visit from time to time but reminisce on their past and wonder how they could have remained close and developed their relationship (art in the video is drawn by Lan's player lil.bunny.prince on Instagram)

In both endings (and here's where you remember that importance regarding Asher's trial), because the story has established that it takes place in the same world as another campaign, Kova meets

Gwyn, and becomes a father figure to her and essentially adopts her. They're perfect for each other. Gwyn was cast from her clan and disowned by her family, and now she finally has a solid adult figure in her life who loves and accepts her and helps her overcome her fears of rejection and accidentally hurting the people she cares about. Kova has lost so much and with Gwyn he is able to raise her like he would have helped raise Iris and learns to overcome his survivors guilt and both of their scars and trauma heal together I love them so much.

Kova does outlive Gwyn by a couple hundred years (damn dnd lifespans) and whichever direction his life goes his endings are always bittersweet but he is able to heal despite always feeling a little sad and when he gets older he settles in a nice town and owns a library. And obviously his canon storyline isn't sad enough so I have aus for that (villain au my beloved). ❤

[straymutt]

It felt SO GOOD to write something abt our ot3 like 🥺🥺 ive missed these three SO MUCH

Kal belongs to @daddy-geist

Tanya belongs to @jiving

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THAT BITCH OF URS

Duke had untangled himself from Kal to take care of the wall of text that immedately bombarded his phone. He'd much rather be comfortable on the couch again than leaning his elbows on his balcony railing, reading over irate texts from a childhood friend.

Well, were they really friends anymore?

So u and kal fuckin now???? Funny cuz i feel like u told me u didnt DATE DUDES DUKE

He ran his fingers through those red curls of his, tugging out knots, reading the messages again and again. He could imagine Kei's face, what it looked like as he furiously typed on his phone, face red with anger. It was probably a very familiar look.

All that shit i did for u ba k then when u and ur bitch were constanly hookin up and breakin off all the fucking secrets i kept for you bc you didnt want to com out o the closet you dick

He remembered. How could he forget? It was during a small break up with Tanya, during one of her bouts of fearing commitment. It was too much all at once, she wanted space and Duke agreed because he didn't want her unhappy.

He was far from a virgin when he snuck out to meet Kei at the barn. He just had never been with a guy before.

The first kiss was whispered with "I won't tell anyone," and laced with weed that was too full of stems and seeds. And Duke went along with it, opening a door he was too scared to recognize, the high easing his heavy heart even as Kei climbed into his lap and pressed him down flat into the hay.

"Please don't tell anyone." Duke had whispered into the dark. A smoke filled kiss shut him up and a bite to his bottom lip sealed a promise.

"I won't tell a soul, what are best friends for?"

Kei never did tell anyone at school.

I keep my mouth SHUT and what??? Now its ok for u to just forget everything with us and get T AND KAL? Fuck u man i told u I LOVED U and u went and made it weird. Fuckin hung out w the twins and T and KAL and what???? Stopped hangin w me???? NOTHING HAD TO CHSNGED BTWEEN US BACK THEN AND NOW ITS OKY FOR YOU TO DATE DUDES WHAT ABOUT ME

He thought back to that field party, to the bonfire and the smell of spilled alcohol and weed and cigarettes. He thought about how Kei said it so confidently, "I love you and I have for a long time."

He thought about how quickly his response spilled from his mouth with no amount of grace or tact to save him.

"I don't date dudes, Kei. Please don't tell anyone this at school."

The reflection of light from the fire crackled in Kei's eyes as he looked at Duke: first with shock, then morphing to fierce anger. It was as if Kei's fury alone sparked the flames that popped beside them in the fire. Loud and buring.

Kei didn't get up and storm off. He sat still and glared daggers while Duke was the one to run away. Escape. He wasn't ready to walk through a door that Kei had flug open. He wasn't even quite ready to knock on it back then.

Kei still never told anyone. What were (ex) best friends for?

WAT ABT WHEN KAL SAYS IT??? UGONNA RUN FROM HIM TOO???

FUCKING PUSSY COWARD

The sound of the balcony door sliding open was jarring and Duke whipped around, feeling caught in his memories. He looked over at Kal, tentatively stepping out onto the balcony and into the sun. Blond hair pulled back from his face into a ponytail and his workshirt pressed crisp and clean to his chest.

"Hey, you okay out here? I'm gettin' ready to leave."

Duke's smile was easy and contagious as Kal couldn't help but mirror it.

"Yeah I'm fine," Duke came up and latched onto Kei's hairtie, quickly tugging out that ponytail before he was swatted away. The laughter and play felt good while it eased the tightness in his chest, watching with amusement as Kal tied his hair back again. Taking advantage of having both his hands occupied, Duke lent in to pepper his face with kisses.

"No, no! I don't have time for this! I'm gonna be late!"

Duke bit at the hands playfully pushing his face away before Kal hurried back inside, quickly turning to try and shut the door in his face.

The goobye exchange was quick, a rushed warning of "Don't you touch my hair, Duke!" and a kiss.

"Hey."

Kal opened the door and cast a look over his shoulder, waiting.

"Love you," Duke reached up, tucking some loose bangs behind Kal's ear.

Then he reached back and tugged out his ponytail again.

Kal's laugh was bright and warm, echoing in the apartment hallway as he stole his hairtie back.

"You ass!" He said through his laugh, "I said don't touch my hair! I love you too, I'll see you tonight."

The door shut in Duke's stupid, grinning face.

Taking a seat back on the couch, he pulled out his phone and read over the messages again. One by one, he began deleting Kei's texts.

It was a little while later that the door reopened and the clacking of heels signaled Tanya's return home. Peeking up from the couch, the pep in her step was obvious.

"So what trouble did you get into today." It was more of a statement than a question, and Tanya hummed innocently.

"Babe, I don't know why you think I just go out and cause trouble." She answered flippantly, settling down on the other end of the couch.

Duke sighed dramatically and turned his phone around to show Tanya, "We had peace for so long."

Tanya shot up from the couch, looking down at Duke as he folded in on himself in laughter. The laughing continued as she stomped away, yelling "Oh! That boy!! Who does he think he is thinking he call me that!"

The only text coming in from Kei that day reading: THAT BITCH OF URS

[yubathegnome]

shakespearean au: sge concept

warning - this is long and contains otk spoilers (and macbeth spoilers lol). no i do not offer refunds for time wasted. but if u don’t read this, i will find u because my fatigue is fuelling me w anger :)

11:00 pm: ok so I was casually floating in a bowl of water (segue- what is the point of baths? you can literally do the same things in ur bed but dry...) thinking about how great a shakespearean au would be... yes, I hate Shakespeare’s pretentious ass and if I have to read Romeo and Juliet one more time, I might obliterate my existence. however, imagine the drama of a midsummer nights dream au- immaculate fairy hallucinogenic woods vibes w the magic of fairies that could be linked to sge, just everyone going insane bacchanal in the woods. sadly there are more characters in this play than unnecessary first years in TCY so I decided to try twelfth night instead. 

12:30 am: ok, I have tried every combination of characters possible for twelfth night (just imagine - agatha in the position of duke orsino and tedros in the position of viola, ah the angsty friends to lovers, the jealousy arc potential, misunderstood love ahh) but I always ended up w an agaphie... incident (sweet home alabama)

2:00 am: tried hamlet, taming of the shrew and king lear (plot is way to depressing)... becoming delusional

2:30 am: I WON’T GIVE UP UNTIL SHAKESPEARE IS AT MY KNEES, HERE I PRESENT U ... MACBETH

macbeth au

if u don’t know the plot... uncultured. jk i blame the british education system for my knowledge of this play but here’s a plot summary

let’s pretend scotland is camelot? yeah, just do it.

also: “Fair is foul, and foul is fair, hover through fog and filthy air.” (aka the only quote i can lowkey remember from year 9 for an absolute trash equivocation essay i waffled)

oh and also “what, you egg?” (he stabs him) - do i even have to explain the amazing significance of this quote? pls keep reading, i’m not insane.

character list:

macbeth - rhian

ok confession - i love rhian, 100% didn’t deserve to die so here he can be the tragic protagonist

outshone tedros in QFG (not that hard tbh) and gave us a glimpse of never!tedros’ potential character similarities - corrupted by evil, assuming that there r good intentions in evil people, kinda power hungry, thinks he deserves a position he really doesn’t, tricked by a prophecy

he’s a simp for sophie lets be honest (soz keian shippers) so the choice for lady macbeth should be...

lady macbeth - sophie 

ok, just imagine, no morals/manipulative sophie slowly going insane and having power over powerful men- my fave trope of her wanting to kill rafal/king duncan but unable to pull through last minute because of her daddy issues... yes <3

slowly going insane cus she can’t balance her evilness and her humanity

the hand washing scene... 

“Look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.”

the guards that are killed by lady macbeth and macbeth - nicola and hort 

they were a cute duo when they investigate in QFG and that’s abt it, hence the short roles

the dagger - excalibur

cursed swords check

3 witches - mistral sisters

bruh this is perfect, i don’t have to explain, this is all slotting into place

king duncan - ... yoooo, does it really matter, just the previous king of Camelot. wait maybe that Uther guy. whatever.

banquo - chaddick 

im tired, ur just gonna have to pretend that tedros is king arthur’s grandson and yes, chaddick’s son

i shall allow chaddick to have an actual role where he is a humble, loyal knight who isn’t just conveniently used to fulfil some random prophecy... oh wait poor guy was wronged so bad in TCY- ok ik he dies in macbeth too but like he has a bigger role here than in the 6 sge books. chaddick/ banquo are good plot devices that only exist so the prophecy makes sense, bingo!

macduff - tedros 

c-section king

he just would be that character with the unique and coincidental part of his past that allows him to be king

young and underestimated check

daddy issues and family trauma

kinda doesn’t deserve to be king but uno what, ~prophecies~ 

(just forget abt malcolm’s existence, i have the power now)

the king of england - agatha

agatha as king... we love to see it yes this is my way of incorporating tagatha just pretend macduff falls in love with the king of england ok.  agatha breaks the news that tedros’ dad has just died- cute comforting scene

 scottish macduff realises the english are ok just like tedros realises agatha isn’t a witch... idk someone write a oneshot

3:30 am:

me: let’s fix all my mistakes w some aesthetic mood board ideas.

*types in “macbeth aesthetic” into pinterest* *chooses the first 3 images*

this is very much adequate

4:00 am; do what you will with this information, people of the internet. this doesn’t even make sense at this point. can’t wait for the black coffee overdose my body will endure tomorrow :) also i love how the sleep deprivation slowly makes my tone more aggressive. im a simp for tagatha but rhian being the main character makes me happy. how do y’all make ur theories and stuff all pretty. WAIT NO COVEN! wait no hester oml... ok maybe the 3 witches might have to be the coven, wow, i can’t believe i’ve done this.

ok imagine them all running around in a circle chanting “Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble!” - iconic

 ok, they can be the king of england’s attendants.

4:15 am: haha just brushed my teeth... why is this so chaotic. i cant get myself to proof read this because then i have to acknowledge how much time i have acc wasted so pls be traumatised by this chronic brain puke. will i ever write this fic... probably not but miracles happen. good night girls and gays - sweet dreams :) probs will regret this in the morning... oh how i worship the anonymity of tumblr

ps - currently writing a hate essay on hort which i might never release on fear of assasination by 12 year olds... we love to see it

pps - if u made it this far, idk what to tell u, u have perseverance. or maybe u just can’t read. how do i end these things and why am i treating this like a dear diary blog. goodbye. oh yeah, can some sge accounts maybe like... idk... interact w me uwu. i will go insane if i have to play devil’s advocate w myself any longer... GOODNIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!

[justablobfish]

Giving subtle hints of what one would like to get for Christmas

Day 7 of my Advent Calender. A new drabble or oneshot everyday until Christmas, following the Continent’s favourite found family and what they’re up to in the winter season. Based on this prompt list

Read on AO3

Day 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

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"What ya got there?" Jaskier asked on that fateful day a week ago as he carelessly dropped himself into Geralt's lap. And that's how it all started. With a letter and Jaskier’s unquenchable curiosity. 

"Summons from the Prince of Attre," Geralt answered, a fact he much regrets by now. "He's got a contract for me." 

"Ooh, it's made out 'To the White Wolf'", Jaskier beamed as he shamelessly skimmed over the letter. "You're famous enough now that people request you personally! I'm a genius and you're very welcome!" 

"For some reason the prince wants me to catch the Ur alive, though. I'll be needing Yennefer's help to put it down without killing it," Geralt pointed out. "So you'll have to stay here and watch Ciri. We'll prepare and set off in a few days." 

"Ugh, fine," Jaskier whined. "But don't complain when the house burns down again. What noble did Yennefer mind control that we can stay here again? I'm sure they won't mind having to redecorate a little!" 

"I know what you're doing, Jaskier, and it won't work. With Yennefer's portals we won't be gone for longer than two days. I'm sure you'll manage to control yourself and the little menace till then." 

"See, darling, that's what I love about you. Despite much evidence to the contrary, you never stop believing in my abilities." 

Geralt snorted at that. 

"Wait a second, though, the Prince of Attre. That means you'll be close to Cintra, right?" 

"Hmm," Geralt confirmed, and then added the one little word he still regrets uttering to this day: "Why?" 

And Jaskier had told him at length about this flower that supposedly only grows in the region near Cintra. When Ciri appeared to drag him off to sword training, he had been more than relieved to escape the lecture. 

Unfortunately, that wasn't the last of it. From then on out, Jaskier used every opportunity he could find to gush about this stupid flower. It's unparalleled beauty, it's lovely aroma, the intricate symbolism connected to it. Geralt started dreaming about the damn thing, his mind producing a perfect picture of the stupid weed from Jaskier’s descriptions alone. 

He wasn't the only victim, either. One night, when he headed back to his room after he had taken advantage of their luxurious temporary home and enjoyed a lengthy bath, he nearly ran into Yennefer, bursting out of the library and clearly agitated. 

"If I hear one more word about that stupid flower I'm going to murder him!" she snapped as she disappeared around the corner. "And now I'm running late for my lesson with Ciri!" 

And yet, now that he and Yennefer are actually on the trail of the beast they were hired to catch, he can't help but look out for those little white flower buds Jaskier described. 

"What even does he want with that stupid thing?" Geralt mumbles under his breath. 

Yennefer seems to have heard him, though. She clicks her tongue in annoyance and replies: "I hear it works as an aphrodisiac. Some people use it in perfumes." 

"Great, " Geralt deadpans. "As if we didn't have enough problems on our hands. I haven't seen Ciri smile in weeks for some reason and all Jaskier can talk about is some weird sex plant." 

"It's the winter solstice that has Ciri in a bad mood," Yennefer explains, her voice going soft. "For most people it's just a day of amplified magic, but in Cintra it's traditionally a celebration to honor one's family. She misses them a lot and it only gets worse around this time of the year." 

"Fuck," is all Geralt can think to reply. He wishes he had some sort of solution, some way of cheering Ciri up. Usually he and Yennefer turn to Jaskier for help with the emotional stuff, since they both don't deal with such topics all too well. But when Jaskier has his mind set on a project, it's hard to get him to focus on anything else. 

Geralt brushes aside yet another curtain of leaves, still dripping wet from last night's rain shower, and suddenly finds himself at the end of the monster's trail. 

Glowing red eyes stare back at him. Despite standing on four hooved legs, the Ur is at eye level with Geralt. It's huge, even for its kind. Thick skin covered in short black fur stretches over a massive bulk of muscle. The forward protruding horns are easily as long as Geralt's forearm and Geralt has no doubt that his armour will be of little use if the creature decides to gore him. 

For a moment, they stare at each other in equal surprise. Then the monster lets out a puff of hot breath and charges at him. Geralt quickly dodges out of its way, pulling Yennefer to safety with him. 

"Keep it distracted while I cast the spell!" Yennefer orders as he spins around to face the beast again. 

Easier said than done. The monster has turned back around as well and is pawing at the rain-slick ground with its hoofs, ready to pounce. 

That's when he sees it. Smack in the middle between the angry Ur and himself there's a tiny fleck of white sitting between the lush greens of the forest. One of Jaskier’s dumb plants. And the creature is just about to race over it. 

Geralt curses and throws an Aard sign in the direction of the monster, just as it comes running at him again. 

The bulky mass of muscles is unimpressed by his weak spell though, and doesn't slow down in the slightest. Geralt barely manages to throw himself to the side and avoid being trampled to death. 

There's nothing he can do for the flower though. And as if that weren't enough, his evasion manoeuvre landed him smack in the middle of a mud puddle. Just great. 

Merely a heart beat later, there's a loud crash and a tremor that shakes the earth. 

Alarmed, Geralt jumps to his feet, brushes the mud-greased hair out of his eyes and tries to make out the source of the disruption. 

It seems his Aard sign had some effect, after all. It has thrown the Ur off course enough that it collided with a nearby tree with so much force that it split the thick wood in half. 

His task is taken care of. The monster lies at the foot of the tree, dazed and unmoving. 

"Good thing you brought me along!" Yennefer sighs, exhausted. 

Geralt turns around, ready to snap at her that being caked in mood isn't how he had planned to finish this contract, when he notices that Yennefer's attention is neither on him nor the beast. 

He follows her gaze until his eyes fall on the little white-petaled flower that still stands in the middle of the forest, surrounded by deep, heavy hoof prints in the mud, but the flower itself is untouched. 

A bubble of crackling energy glimmers around it for another moment, before Yennefer drops the spell. 

It seems that no matter how ridiculous Jaskier’s requests are, neither he nor Yennefer can deny the bard his wishes. 

"I don't suppose he told you what part of the damn thing he actually needs?" Geralt grunts. 

At Yennefer's "no idea" he sighs and uses his dagger to remove the entire plant from the ground, roots and all. 

They deliver the knocked-out monster to the prince, who takes one look at Geralt's muddied appearance and the thick carpet he's dripping on, and practically throws them out of his estate. 

He does pay full price though, and even a little on top, so Geralt certainly won't complain about not having to exchange pleasantries and about getting back to their temporary home a little sooner. 

When they return, the house is still standing, despite Jaskier’s threats. 

The bard comes to meet them in the hallway and squeaks delightedly at the sight of the flower Geralt is carefully holding cupped in his hands. 

A moment later, Jaskier is gone again, vanished through one of the many doors in a colorful swirl of silk even Geralt's eyes barely manage to follow. He gapes at his now empty hands, where only a layer of grime and earth remains. 

"What the fuck was that?" Yennefer curses. "We go through all this trouble and he can't even muster a thanks?" 

"Hmm," Geralt replies as he slowly lowers his arms. "He never actually asked if we could get it either." 

"Oh, that little bastard! When I get my hands on him I'm gonna…" 

Yennefer doesn't specify what exactly she intends to do to Jaskier, though the way she trails her finger over her throat speaks for itself. 

"If you can wait till I've washed this all off myself, I'll be happy to assist you," Geralt grumbles. 

"Fine," Yennefer sighs dramatically. "I guess I should check on Ciri anyway.” 

An hour later, when Geralt is finally clean, dry and warm again, they meet up to go on search for the bratty troubadour. 

He's not in his room though, and not in Geralt's either. Furthermore, Geralt's alchemy tools seem to be untouched. If Jaskier wants to use the plant for some weird sex perfume, wouldn't he need the alchemy tools to prepare the plant? The mortar and pestle are clean, though and haven't been used recently. 

"Think he's hiding?" Yennefer asks after glancing over his shoulder. "He's gotta be somewhere. Let's keep looking." 

But Jaskier is not in the library or the study or Yennefer's room and in the dining room they only find Ciri, perched over a thick tome and looking as miserable as the days before. 

"Why are you studying here?" Geralt asks, confused. "Isn't it more comfortable in the library?" 

"Jaskier told me to wait here," Ciri replies without looking up. "Said he has a surprise for me." 

In that moment, Jaskier enters, through the door to the kitchen, of all places. 

He doesn't look at all like he just created an enticing perfume. The checkered apron with frills on the rim Jaskier wears is the last thing Geralt would describe as sexy and his hair is lined with strands of white. It takes Geralt a moment to realise that Jaskier hasn't aged ten years in the past hour, but that there's flour stuck in his hair. 

"Ciri! There you are!" Jaskier calls out and holds out a small, round box made of sheet metal. 

Curios Ciri inspects the contents of the box. 

"Are those Cintran winter solstice stars?" she gasps. "Oh, Jaskier, you shouldn't have!" 

"You mentioned eating them at the solstice with your grandmother the other day, so I just had to make you a batch," Jaskier returns with a self-satisfied grin. "Go on, have one!" 

Ciri picks out one of the cookies, which are indeed star-shaped, and carefully nibbles on it. Then her eyes go wide with surprise. 

"They taste just right! How did you do that?" she exclaims. "I bought imitations in nearly every bakery on the Continent during our travels, but they never tasted quite like they did at home!" 

"Well, you see, there is a secret ingredient," Jaskier offers. 

"I know!" Ciri blurts out. "It's love, isn't it?"

She presses a quick kiss to Jaskier’s cheek as she wrestles the box from his hands. 

"I'm not sharing, they're all mine!" she yells and darts past Geralt and Yennefer and out the door. 

Geralt doesn't miss the bright, happy grin on her face, though. The first of its kind in weeks. 

"So, what are you two doing here?" Jaskier asks as he runs a hand through his hair, further spreading the flour. "And why do you have that look on your faces like I'm in trouble?" 

"Oh, you're in trouble, all right," Yennefer purrs as she launches herself at the bard. 

"Ugh, what did I do to deserve such terrible treatment?" Jaskier huffs, his voice muffled by Yennefer's embrace. 

Geralt scoops up a stray bit of cookie dough that found its way to the tip of Jaskier’s nose and tastes it, before he joins in on the hug and wraps his arms around Jaskier and Yennefer. The dough tastes very sweet, though not at all like sugar or honey. 

"Thanks for getting me the vanilla plant, by the way," Jaskier chuckles. "Ciri really needed that reminder of home." 

[savvyqueen18]

SilveeLocke|Let’s Go Eevee ZombieLocke|Pt. 1

This is currently being posted on an Amino, but I am posting it here in hopes of it reaching a bigger audience. I'm trying to make this story very appealing to the reader more than anything else, and as this is my first NuzLocke that I am doing AND making a story of I wanted to put in rules that would test fate and change the game. Like any other NuzLocke I suppose. Thank you, enjoy!

Here are my rules:

➺ No Duplicates Clause, so I cannot catch the same pokémon in a different area or it's evolution

➺ If I end up going further beyond a Route and I have not caught a pokémon I cannot go back and catch one

➺ Catches besides the first are to be counted as Exp Fodder since battles only occur with people

➺ Starter pokémon is Starter Locked for plot purposes (besides the fact that the Eevee/Pikachu in these games is SUPER OP so it's probs not gonna die anyway... but ur here for the story...)

➺ This is a ZombieLocke so these additional rules apply:

➻ Fainted Pokemon/Death: Any pokemon that faints is considered dead, and must be released or put in the Pokemon Storage System permanently (Exception: The New Life Rule, and The Sacrifice Rule)

➻ Nicknaming Pokémon: You must nickname all pokémon. This encourages bonds.

➻ The New Life: You are allowed 3 Revives during the whole run. This revive can be used at any point during the run. You are allowed to revive a fainted pokémon only immediately following their death. The penalty of reviving the pokémon is from that point you are only allowed to use 2 of its moves from its moveset. If the New Life pokémon wants to learn a new move you can only pick one of the two moves you picked as its usable moves to swap for the new one, and once a pokémon has been revived once it may not be revived again. You may not use 2 revives on the same pokémon.

➻ The Sacrifice: If a pokémon dies that you can't bear to part with you may use a randomized sacrifice to attempt to save it. Each pokémon in your party will be assigned a number between 1-6 (or however many pokes) in descending order from how they are organized. From there you must roll a die and whatever number it lands on is who will die in their stead. This cannot be undone! Whatever pokémon is chosen by the dice is gone even if it happens to be the same pokémon you tried to save. The sacrifice may only be attempted once.

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Part 1: Coincidence? I think not!

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> Next Part

>Meet Silviana

>Meet Xander

>Part 1 Cover Art

The morning sun beamed through the curtain striking the girl square in the face. With a groan, she pulled her fluffy covers over her.

Once again trying to drift off to sleep she thought about flying. Flying high over her home town of Pallet Town. She approached a cloud to land on it when the cloud burst with a loud BANG! She groaned again, the thumping sound of someone running upstairs filled her room and she peeked out of the blanket with one eye. A blurry dark shape came striding into her room.

"Oh come on Sil! You're STILL in bed?!"

She reached for her glasses to see her friend and neighbor, Xander, walking up to her bed. With one swift movement, he ripped the sheets off of her.

"Hey!" She grabbed the sheets once again and pulled herself into a ball of fluffy blanket mess.

"I don't want to be late getting my pokémon! Get up!"

She flung off the covers and rose from her bed, glaring daggers at the boy she said, "The only reason that I'm joining you is because you practically BEGGED me to join you!"

The voice of her mother came from down the hall, "Silviana Esperanza Ruiz! I hope you aren't fighting with Xander again. Xander why don't you come out of her room and both of you come down to enjoy breakfast?"

As soon as Silviana heard that, she turned and pushed Xander out of her bedroom.

"I can walk you know!" He said as he stumbled from her room.

"Not fast enough," and with a final shove she pushed him out and closed the door behind him. She slid down her door with a big sigh. After taking a moment to clear her thoughts, she went over to her closet. She had packed her bag about a week before when Xander first told her. Rechecking the leather bag she made sure she had all the necessities, then picked out a pair of shorts and a graphic tee.

She looked at her closet mirror as she did her hair up in a high ponytail. Double and even triple checking that she looked nice enough to meet a pokémon professor she hauled her bag onto her back and headed down to get breakfast.

As she rounded the corner to the kitchen, the first sight she saw was Xander shoveling pancakes into his mouth. Gasp! Mom made pancakes!... Sigh... Mom made pancakes... She quickly wiped the tears that were starting to form in her eyes and proceeded to make herself a plate.

She stopped when her mother gave her a big side hug, "Ooohh, I can't believe you are grown enough to go on your pokémon journey! Your brave enough to go younger than I did that's for sure," she finished with a smile and flipped the pancake in the pan.

"Thanks mom, but I could really do without the'I'm so happy for you, good luck' mushy stuff. I'm really just doing this for him," she pointed her fork at Xander and stabbed a piece of pancake.

"Okay, okay, I'll tone it down," she chuckled. She flopped another pancake onto the pile she was creating on the island. As Silviana took another bite of pancake her mother plopped a small box next to her as she sat down.

Silviana looked at the box, then at her mother, and back at the box. With one last look at her mother, her mother nudged her head towards the little box. Silviana took the little box carefully, she popped it open and inside of it rested a little black locket.

"It's got your dad and I's pictures in it," her mother carefully picked up the little locket, "and I made it into a bracelet, I know you don't like much jewellery." Mrs. Ruiz went to put it around Silviana's wrist and Silviana immediately pulled away.

"I'm not wearing that," Silviana said calmly.

Her mother sighed, "Of course, I'll just put it on your bag so it's safe," she gently clicked the bracelet around one of the straps on Silviana's backpack.

Silviana went back to eating her pancakes, they didn't taste as good now. After she finished three quarters of her pancake, she stood up and walked to the door.

"Hey where ya goin'?" Xander said with a mouthfull of pancake.

"You wanted to get a head start on this thing right?" Silviana said with sarcasm and a spin. She opened the door and waltzed right out.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Xander jumped from his seat, grabbing his bag from the ground and turned around to wave to Silviana's mom, "Bye Mrs. Ruiz! I'll be sure to make sure she doesn't get into trouble!"

Mrs. Ruiz chuckled, "Be safe!" She called out.

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Silviana let Xander run off ahead of her to the professor's lab. She would rather enjoy the peace that this morning brought before she got into whatever craziness Xander was going to put her through.

"Hey! No no! Give that back!"

A strange voice called to her left. From where she stood, she saw a small man with graying hair frantically grabbing at the tall grass. He had a white jacket on and was blocking the road that lead out of her small town.

"Woah!" A brown case came flying at him and and he was thrown backward.

With a gasp Silviana rushed over. She helped the old man up by the arm, she glanced over him again and realized the jacket was actually a lab coat. This is the professor?!

"I am probably getting too old for this, haha," he stood up and gave a greatful smile to Silviana, "Hello my dear, thank you for coming to help me. I was just on my way back from the pokémart when I got attacked by this eevee."

An eevee? What's that?

"Well then I suppose by the way you're dressed, you're probably one of the two new young trainers I'm supposed to give starters to!"

Silviana gave a silent nod and something caught her attention in the tall grass behind the professor. A brown blur shot out from the grass.

"Professor!" Silviana pushed the professor away and was hit by the brown blur. Closing her eyes and clutching her hands around the blur she tumbled back out of the tall grass. She landed on her backpack, still holding on tight, she peeked her eyes open and looked aghast when she saw that in her arms she held the little pokémon the professor told her about.

The pokémon shook its head ruffling its fur. It looked around then at Silviana with narrowed eyes.

"Uh... Hi there little fella? Oof!" The Eevee pushed off of her to propel itself over Silviana. Landing, and turning gracefully on the ground, it latched onto the golden chain of the locket Silviana's mom gave her.

"HEY! That's not yours!" Silviana turned to grab at it, but the little pokémon was too lithe for her bumbling movements. It dodged every attempt she tried to grab at it.

"My dear," she looked up to the professor stood next to her, "might I suggest another option?" Something clicked in his hand and it opened to reveal a pokéball.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" She took the ball from his hand.

He laughed, "Why throw it of course!" He gestured to the Eevee that was sitting on the ground now.

Silviana could have swore it had a smug look on its face. She scowled at it and underhandedly tossed the ball. It completely missed going right over the pokémon's head. The little pokémon in return flicked its ear in amusement.

Silviana growled, "Gimme another!" She turned to the professor holding one hand open.

Professor Oak smiled and graciously put two more pokéballs in her hands. Immediately Silviana threw them. One flew off to the right while the other flew over the head of the Eevee again. The little pokémon simply watched the pokéballs fly around and looked back at Silviana almost... smiling.

With more growls of frustration, she took two more of the pokéballs from Professor Oak. She wound up to throw the pokéballs simultaneously at the Eevee. They took a path straight toward it, but the little pokémon dodged them.

"UGH!" She threw two more, "Just get in the pokéball!" The Eevee jumped up toward one of the balls that flew toward it, with a flip, it pushed off the pokéball sending it flying back to Silviana. With a smack, it hit her straight in the face. Grunting she covered her face with both hands.

"VEE!"

Silviana peeked through her fingers just in time to see the second pokéball hit the little brown pokémon in the tail. In a red flash the creature was sucked into the little red ball. She slowly pulled her hands down.

The ball moved three separate times, but Silviana stayed where she was. She felt a hand on her shoulder.

"You can breathe now my dear, that means you caught it." The professor kindly said.

Silviana let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. Walking over to the pokéball she carefully picked it up.

"Are you going to name it?" The professor asked after he had grabbed his belongings. He stopped in the grass where she had caught the Eevee and picked up the little trinket the pokémon had snagged, "I believe this is yours as well." He clipped it back onto her bag while Silviana continued to stare at the ball.

"What do I name it?" She looked confusedly at the professor.

The professor gave a chuckle, "Whatever you want to! It's your first pokémon, yes? Take your time," he patted her shoulder, "a name will come to you." He walked off toward the center of town, "But for now, we should head to the lab! I think your friend will be waiting for a special pokémon himself."

[renaer-is-allegedly-hot]

session 10 notes

oh wow yeah the layout of these will just forever be trash now bc it’s a lot of formatting work like a LOT sorry

• Presentation prep

○ Jacob is doing a tier list of every smash character in the world ever

• Apparently picchu was really busted

○ Idk who picchu is tho

○ Peechoo

○ I think it's picchu bc I think I've seen that before

• Are waterbenders ghostbusters

• R we starting

A few my little pony quizzes real quick

• When we last left off

• We were using medallions or whatever to search for stuff

• Broke into the city of the dead

• Were ambushed but interrogated one of them after killing the others

• Adam convinced that one that we chucked the stone

• We let him live but adam took his pants

• Not midnight but it's raining a lot

What are we doing

• As we leave the graveyard adam is getting chains out of george bush and putting it back on the gate

• Nvm we're just gonna follow naya

• Put chains back on 

• Squelching through mud

• Make way back w little trouble

○ We were able to set up the stuff?

○ Looks like some ppl r patrolling

○ Still hard to see bc rainy so we haven't been noticed

• Keep following naya

• Make way out safely

• Naya varies the pace every now and then

• Rain dies off later in the night

• Start approaching poorer area of the trade ward; fewer shops and businesses, more poorer housing

• Naya looks like she's leading us towards a windmill in the distance

• Just a towering windmill

• Not much wind so not spinning

• Cel makes perception check at disadvantage, can't see anything

• Naya runs up and stops in front of the windmill then vanishes

○ The second time we used naya's scry power? Maybe? Nvm?

• Does ur wifi ever poop itself

○ Nice

○ Ok I'll just keep sitting here ig

• Ok we're in a dark room and can't hear any sounds of a bloodbath

• There's a door

• Adam puts his ear to see if he can see anything, perception check

○ 8

• Door is solid wood

• Adam opens ground floor door

○ There r two doors

§ One on the side and one on the top

§ Ok we're in the windmill

• Cel pulls out lantern

• Adam opens door and sees a lot of people who look like they're sleeping on the floor

○ 5ish

○ Look like squatters

• Adam rolls 22 perception to see if he recognizes anyone, no one looks familiar

• Sneak by them ? Try to ?

• Adam can see another door that goes further in

• Adam snaps tiny flame on finger and rest of us follow the flame

• We walk over to next door

• Not locked

• Quietly go through

• Asyna is going to stay in the first room w ppl to watch them

○ In case they wake up / as guard

○ "hehe . Shillelagh"

○ "whack 'em with your 'forget-me' stick"

• Proposition for asyna to pretend she's sleeping

• Enter next room, just as dark as other

○ A few doors leading to left and right in front of us

○ In distance can see more people sleeping but only two

○ Looks empty

○ Lights lantern

• Adam pokes head through closest door

○ There's just more people

○ Strategy to burn entire building will not work

○ Cel can't tell if anyone looks like they're armed

• Do I want banana bread

• Going to peek into all the rooms

• Every room marked w2 has ppl sleeping

• What's happening in w3

• "so I look outside bc I heard somebody blasting despacito… there's a pickup truck towing a boat and there's a bunch of teenagers on it raving" - dom, 2020

• W3 is a wc a water closet as in a bathroom

• W4 is a closet w some cleaning stuff and grains

• Some ppl have woken up but they don't bother to like really watch us suspiciously

• Upstairs we go

• Three doors leading out of the room but also a large millstone in the center of the room

• Under debris, soaking wet from a hole in the ceiling

• Adam tries to move debris

• Cel rolls 15 perception, can't hear anything

○ Adam rolls nat1 and the stone resists adam's efforts

○ Technically a 0

• What's behind door w6

○ Caved in sections

○ Floor littered w bird droppings

○ Adam investigates "that's a 12 for eggs dominic"

○ There are eggs but they are fertilized eggs

○ Adam has to b careful

§ Gently picks up pigeon egg

§ "I have a plan if combat starts"

§ Adam is now carrying a pigeon egg

• What's in w8?

○ W7 first

○ W7 is locked

○ Adam tries the key; theo makes perception check first

§ Nat1 so can't hear anything

§ Adam tries the key

□ "I'm gonna stick that key into the lockhole"

□ It doesn't fit

§ 14, can't unlock

§ Aerana tries, 22

§ Lock clicks open

§ Cel peers inside

□ There's an open window, the room is cold

□ There's a door leading into a separate room

□ Armoire

□ Also two human males holding shovels

□ "congratulations - you're free" - adam

□ "what the hell r u on about"

□ "we unlocked your door that was previously locked presumably from the outside but now the door's open and you can walk through it"

□ "we locked it on purpose"

□ "none of ur business how we do ours what do you want"

□ "why did you lock yourself in here"

□ "bc this is our apartment"

□ Smth abt a rock

□ A tiny boulder ?

□ Rolls 20 for insight

□ Guy had a flash of recognition but he doesn't have it

® But what r they wearing

® Indiscrete, utilitarian clothes

® "can we search your room or will you tell us all you know"

® "is that a thweat"

® "a thweat? O thorry sorry a threat"

® Adam rolls for intimidation

◊ 9

□ "we could just lasso them"

□ "how much health do they have combined"

□ "ok so you guys aren't gonna tell us anything"

□ As adam turns around to leave he casts sleep

® 5d8 

◊ "is their combined health equal or less than 22"

◊ "together they had 8"

□ Asyna moseys on upstairs

• I try so hard

○ And then things like this happen to me

○ It's fine, I say, albeit wholly unconvinced

○ Wow ok it really b like this

• Adam makes investigation check for anything in the bed

○ 18

○ There's a cut in the side of the bed w a bag of coins

○ "we shouldn't rob these people"

○ Apparently it's not a lot so we leave it

• Going to check other room

○ W8

§ Try to open door but immediately hit smth blocking it

§ Aerana and cel try opening the door

□ 14 strength check; doesn't budge

□ Peeking inside can make out a lot of heavy stones

□ 3 in gap

□ "so we can't fit through it . But a much smaller animal could probably fit through it"

○ Would b asyna's second wildshape

§ Investigate room wd40 but it's w4b

○ Asyna and cel r gonna go to w4b

○ Adam sticks arm through crack

§ Adam gets sense roof has collapsed

§ Feels beam of wood blocking door

○ Dom thinks we're too weak to hammer the door

○ Cel goes first

§ Dexterity save

□ 19

□ 2 damage; steps inside side closet and floor collapses

□ Falls down into w4a on first floor

□ Picks self up and goes back upstairs

○ Gonna try n shimmy over, 10 for acrobatics

§ Starts making way over then falls; dex save 11

§ 2 damage again

§ "uh hearing cel fall from the second floor twice , I come out"

□ Cel is gonna try and jump to w6

□ Adam gets crowbar from cel

§ Adam uses mage hand to open the door

□ Cel can just see a bunch of pigeon nests in w6

□ Cel jumps into w6

□ More pigeons

® Investigates; 20

◊ Finds the odd shiny thing a crow might've brought in; for the most part looks like a bird's dwelling

◊ Some fish bones in one of the nests

◊ Nature check, 5; can't tell what kind of nest

◊ They look like pigeon eggs tho

◊ Whisper yells to asyna "pet pigeon ?!"

◊ "are you gonna throw it?"

◊ "let me just tell you guys right now . You have more than one chance"

◊ Both have to make dexterity checks

◊ There are at least 5 eggs

◊ Cel rolls 22, asyna rolls 16

◊ The egg made it across successfully

◊ Cel just jumps back

○ Adam lightly pats down the two sleeping dudes

§ Some money, small utility knife

§ Gonna crowbar w8; strength check w advantage

§ Adam tries using the crowbar on the hinges, 8

§ Warhammer ? 15

□ 11 damage

□ "ok. Bonk"

□ "screws were invented in the first century so there WERE screws in the renaissance"

® Oil the door, adam tries to pop out the bolt with a dagger

® Two 4s

□ The people we cast sleep on are still asleep

○ Nat20 for athletics check to go onto the roo

§ You go to top of the windmill

§ Drop down into the room

□ Huge collapse of stones from the ceiling, beam of wood propped up against the door

□ Nat20

® Positive there is nothing in the room, just ceiling debris

○ "I'm gonna give their hands a little bondage"

§ "and then jerry seinfeld walks in like 'what's the deal with airplane food'"

§ Adam shakes the more serious-looking guy awake

§ Takes out key and asks if he's seen it

□ Wakes up and says "wot"

□ Other guy wakes up and is flailing

□ Cel rolls athletics check to tie him up

® 14, is able to tie him up

□ Looks at it and says it's his

□ "what's it for?"

□ "none of your business"

□ "you guys have a hobby of graverobbing?"

□ Adam says he's with the citywatch

® Deception check at disadvantage

® 9

® "yeah we're from the watch . Watch your back"

□ "why were u in the mausoleum"

® Jacob makes intimidation check w advantage

◊ 16, more serious one says "well u know we don't normally do that sort of thing"

◊ "we was paid to do it"

◊ "by whom"

◊ Lorsa morclav

} Losser mirklav paid them

– Asdjdmaf nice

® "what's the key for"

® "it's private"

® "can you make it public? For money ?"

® "45" adam puts knife closer to throat "I'm guessing that's a no" "I'm guessing that's a less please"

◊ Asks if we've played the dnd equivalent of poker

} Adam says he wants names first

} Younger one is urlaster

} Older one is volkarr

��� Threaten to bludgeon toes

® "how connected r u to ur toes"

® "rather intimately"

§ Says he buried his treasure

□ 10 to hit, slams ground

® Adam asks to see where loser mirklav is

◊ Southern ward

◊ By a bunch of apartments

◊ Half elf guy - cellar street ?

◊ Lives in an apartment

◊ "wig shop"

◊ "a weed shop"

◊ "a wIG shop"

§ "did u guys steal anything else from the tomb"

□ "we was hired to steal bones"

□ "losser's a necromancer"

□ Did they pick up a stone ?

® Losser saw a really thicc rat

® Losser kills the rat but it just vanishes, leaving the stone

® Losser took the stone

◊ Insight check, 8; can't tell if he's telling the truth

} "u guys broke into the tomb of a noble family for a necromancer for how much gold"

} 10 gold

} "we're keeping the key"

} "is loser the type of person that stays up at night"

} "well he's a mostly nocturnal fella"

} "yeah he likes his beauty rest during the day"

} "he's a strange little fellow"

§ "how badly do you want this key back"

□ "that's my life savings I want it back"

□ "what does losser look like ?"

□ Halfling fellow w long gray ponytail, he's wrinkly and smelly

® Is it bad that every time I hear the word necromancer I think necrophilia not necromancy

® "yeah I'm licking your life savings right now buddy"

◊ Adam fake swallows

} Performance check, 8

} "you're the worst actor I've ever seen"

} Actually swallows it

} "oh fuck"

} Key is made out of rusty iron

} "alright . Bye"

◊ "do you want your key back within 1-2 business days"

} "why don't you just puke it out"

} "I don't want to"

} "you guys keep quiet, I'll return the key to you in 1-2 business days"

} "that's disgusting"

} "alright . Bye"

– We’re leaving them tied up 

– "wow we're being judged" - marguerite, 2020

– We take their shovel

– "say what was your name"

– "reginald"

– "deception"

w Rolls a 20 total

w "that's shilanda shilanda brilanda and tiffany"

w Nat1

® "it might come out less rusty than it was before"

◊ "hey dom when should I roll for that poison"

§ Cel takes knife, toss the shovels

□ Barricade door ?

○ Going back to mirt's to rest ?

§ Go back to mirt's

§ Fog has settled in over streets, early early morning

§ Make it back no problem

§ Past midnight

□ Rest with watches

□ During adam's watch reads book

® Investigation check, 20

® Details house growlund and their lineage

◊ It's a genealogical book

} A lot of the pages are blank bc it's continuously added to

} At some point it's described that some of the children were born with tails

– "I look at my tail . Then look back at the page"

– But then those tails were amputated

} Any inbreeding ?

– Investigation check, 13

– There was inbreeding

□ Cel keeps pigeon egg warm

§ Morning arrives, daytime mostly spent in fog until noon

□ 8 a.m.-ish

□ "do I have to uh use the bathroom dominic"

□ "is there any key"

□ "oh I thought you were talking about real life"

® "does the key come out"

® "oh my god no it does not"

® "this is a great disaster"

◊ "it was a large key"

◊ "then how did I swallow it?!"

◊ "oh god whatever"

◊ Key was small enough for adam to swallow without choking

} I didn't say this but I thought it: what if he had practice tho

• Renaer is up

○ Cel grabs asyna and adam to go ask renaer to watch their pigeon egg babies

○ He is incredibly confused but he affirms he won't eat them

○ "ey what's poppin mirt"

○ "how's it going"

○ "groot is chunky" - aerana?

○ "groot is the best kind of chunky" - cel

○ "mirt, I'll buy you a wig" - adam

○ "make it purple"

§ Purple like …. : - D ahahahahahahahahahhahahhahahhahaAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAA

• We bust our way down to cellar street

○ Southern ward is the one where a lot of ppl move to from foreign lands

§ Eclectic

§ We find a small shop w some wigs in the front

○ There's a young half-elf woman running front desk

○ Headstands w wigs in the front, some r purple

○ Adam walks up to the half-elf woman asking for a special order w loser

○ "sorry we don't have anyone by that name"

○ "losser?"

○ Adam wants a private meeting to place an order

§ Insight

□ 16, she looks surprised n confused

○ There was not an apartment above the store

§ This corner is mostly businesses

□ Nat20 wisdom saving throw

® She is uncharmed

○ Has gray hair, smells like an excessive amount of lavender, 

§ Says his name is val

□ Mirklav backwards

○ "is your boss here right now"

○ Lets himself in sometimes to say hi and to check in like once a month but he has a key

§ "how do you know him"

§ "uh do u remember how I said I was throwing a bar mitzvah ? He's invited"

□ 15 deception, works

□ She goes to the back

○ Nothing suspicious looking in the shop aside from the normal weirdness you'd expect from a wig shop bc it's just head mannequins

○ An elf walks in

§ "hey . Yo"

§ He nods

§ Doesn't necessarily look like he needs a wig

§ Wearing a tricorner hat like gwash

□ Makes idle conversation

□ "interesting things happening in the city, eh?"

® Heard abt the house that got blown up

® "oo . What's the juice ? What's the juicy gossip my guy"

® They say some kind of explosion

® Says he's more into politics

◊ "of course he is"

® "well I concern myself w the affairs of princes and princesses"

◊ Talks abt making deliveries

® "well many of them r comfortable . Of late I was able to make a v special acquaintance who essentially helped me w smth I needed doing"

◊ "I'm adam nice to meet you . Is it impossible to explain or "

◊ What's this guy's name tho

◊ Says he's good at making ppl happy or sad ???

◊ "you're like a performer"

◊ "do smth for us"

} He lost his silver handkerchief

– Can turn silver into gold, flicks it

– Admits puppetry is not his particular area of expertise

w Name is Jamboreal

w Nat20 insight check

w Looks different but it's the other guy

w Oh it's the guy the disguise guy your handkerchief bruh you really forgot about your own doings n stuff

w AHAHAHHA I SEE IT NOW OOPS wow I was really off

• Clerk lady comes back in

○ Brings back note of smth

§ We'll just sneak back later at night ig

§ Adam gives her a gold and says he'll take her purplest wig

□ Brings out a fluffy purple toupee

○ Wig shop closes around dusk

○ "do you want this wrapped"

○ "do you want to come to my bar mitzvah ? I'm turning 14"

○ Jamboreal is haggling a price down

§ Concept: take asyna to the zoo

□ Adam runs intelligence check for a 

□ Uh are we going to the zoo ? We're going to the zoo

□ There's a bunch of animals

Pause; next time we’re going to the zoo

[mistymark]

the one with the step stool.

nakamoto yuta x reader // barista!au // enemies to lovers!au

summary: in which you and yuta are coworkers and he finds it funny that you can’t reach the things on the top shelf

lets get this started then

can I just say

you absolutely adored your job

like most people hated their jobs? not you

working at the quaint coffee shop was the highlight of your day; talking to the old ladies who came in for morning tea every week, having friendly debates with the suits who came in during rush hour as you made their coffees, fun discussions with the other students and making new close friends with your coworkers

all in all, work was great

was

over the summer, when it started to get really busy as the weather looked up, your manager started hiring some new summer staff

enter yuta

okay not gonna lie the first time you saw him you thought he was hella attractive and couldnt wait to work with him

but that was until he began openly flirting with all the customers, and boasting to one of your coworkers about how much money he got in tips from it

and honestly, it began to piss you off

who the hell does he think he is

he was so cute and flirty with all the customers but so teasing when it came to you

and no it wasn't cute you hate the guy shut up

“y/n can u stop staring at my ass” “im trying to see how many muffins are in the case, asshole”

“hey y/n,,, like what you see?” “I wasn't even looking at you until you said my name wtf”

and no he wasn't a fuckboy!!!!! but he was definitely flirtatious

“y/n you missed a spot” “no I didnt I just finished wiping this table down” “no, not that,,, the bit of drool,, from looking at me” “oh my god shut up”

most of the time u worked the machine whilst he was on registers

but one of the other girls in the back went away on a holiday, so u started covering her in the office

which meant you had to be able to reach all the files in the top cabinets

and okay,, you weren't SHORT per say... but u were sorta

vertically challenged

and Yuta had taken it upon himself to help bully you whenever you needed ingredients from the top shelves when u were in the kitchen

so watching u try and reach for the files every day made him cACKLE

literally it was the funniest shit to him

“do u need a hand” “oh uh, yes please” “come on y/n just take it” “YOURE HOLDING IT OVER YOUR HEAD YOU LITTLE SHIT I CANT REACH IT”

anyway

one day you come in to work

and you roll your eyes at him when he sends you a grin from the registers

and roll your eyes even hARDER when he winks

when u walk into the office you're working in, theres a small pink step stool sitting on the desk, heart and rainbow stickers stuck all over it

theres also just a pile of glitter sitting on the top, like not glued on or anything, just sitting in a pile on the black surface

immediately your smile drops and you turn around in a fit of rage, and he's already standing there smugly, his arms crossed as he leans against the doorframe

“nakamoto yuta i am going to KILL you” you march up to him, your eyes shooting daggers

his eyes widen a little as you stand as close as possible to him, your finger pointed at him “you're such an asshole you know that?”

his smile never falters “you’re really cute when you're mad”

in a huff, you stomp back to your desk, grab the step stool and set it down at his feet

he laughs softly at your actions and watches as you stand on the stool confidently

“bet im not cute anymore”

he shakes his head at you and leans back quickly to make sure he’s not going to get in trouble for abandoning his work

“nope” he assures you

not gonna lie,, it kinda hurt

he saw the smile falter on your face

“well, uh... good, I-”

he glances down at the stool, before dragging his eyes up to your face, hovering above his “not cute exactly, I'd say more hot, but it’s whatever” he grins cheekily at you as he watches the small, shy smile appear on your face

“um? thank you?” you let your hands drop and you keep eye contact as you step off the stool and kick it forcefully into the corner of the room

he doesnt leave

“dont you have something better to do? like, idk, your job?”

“shouldn't I be asking you the same thing?”

“whatever yuta”

later that week, you’re collecting your payslip from the box theyre kept in  after your shift when yuta joins you

for once in his lifetime, he doesnt make any jokes as he easily reaches up and grabs it for you from above the cupboards

he huffs dramatically as he searches for his from the box “why can't they just do it in alphabetical order or something wtf”

“im sure its there somewhere”

“I can't find it”

“just grab it next week then”

“I can't, this is my last week”

“you're quitting?” you stop, looking up at him, instantly feeling as if it was your fault

he sent you a small smile because of ur concern, and continues looking through the box “no, im only summer staff, remember? and last time I checked, this is the last week of summer”

“so, you're not going to work here anymore” you couldnt believe it

“pretty sure thats what it means, yeah” he looked amusedly at you

when you didnt respond: “you gonna miss me, shortstack? no one to get the files down for you”

you snorted, “doubt it, and besides, I have a stool”

but to tell the truth, part of you was going to miss him

you continue to rifle through the pile you have in your hands and you find his

“this is yours right?” he looks up and makes to grab his payslip from you

“come on yuta just take it” you mock as you hold it out away from him

he reaches out to grab it and you move your arm behind your back, and he doesnt hesitate to reach around you to try and get it back

“um” you start, when both of his arms are wrapped around you, trying to snatch the envelope from your hands

it wasn't because you were freaked out because this wasn't normal, it was because you were freaked out because it did feel normal

it felt like he should always have his hands wrapped around you

and you didnt mean to ruin it;

he stopped instantly, taking in your position

you were standing there, one of his arms holding you to his chest to prevent you from moving, as his other reached for your hand

your other hand was resting on his shoulder as he bent down slightly to reach down your back

you stayed like that for a moment; trying to gage each other’s reactions

because if he wasn't lying; he was quite enjoying how flushed he made you, and how cute he thought your habits were while you were working

and how pretty you looked every morning when you walked in, and how you still looked gorgeous at the end of the day

okay okay maybe mAYBE yuta had a slight thing for you

but you would never take him seriously because of his constant flirting

“sorry” he pulled his arms away from you, taking a small step back

“no, no, um- here” you offered him the payslip

he took it, nodded and left

okay what the fuck just happened

did u have a thing for yuta

surely not

okay maybe

yes?

well this wasn't supposed to happen lol

the following week, after four days of not seeing yuta working with you, and with your friend coming back you were working the machine again, so u felt extra lonely

dont get me wrong, like your other friends were great, but you couldnt help miss him

especially with the small moment you'd had only a few days ago

the days passed much slower, but you continued your work diligently

“one regular iced mocha please”

your head shot up at his voice, and he sent you a wide grin as he met your eyes, then focused back on the girl serving him, grabbing out his wallet from his pocket

he stood waiting for his coffee beside the machine

“how have you been?” you tried to sound casual, not wanting to let on how excited you were to see him

he smiled happily “good, tho I miss working here”

“is that why you're back so soon”

“actually...” you looked up as you waited for the machine to finish pouring the hot liquid into a cup

“I wanted to ask if you were busy after your shift”

you felt a smile creep up on your face

you nodded happily, biting your lip to stop him from seeing your obvious reaction

“you still finish at 3 on Fridays right?”

“yeah” you blushed a little and began to focus on your coffees again

“iced coffee for,, hottest man alive?” you frowned at the docket you'd been handed

“wow y/n thats not necessary but thank you” he laughed and stepped closer to collect his coffee

“nakamoto yuta i will-”

“kill me? okay, y/n, but you’ve gotta wait” he checked the time “seven minutes until your shift ends”

seven minutes later, you hung up your apron and grabbed your things, stashing them on the chair beside yuta, as he stood up to leave

“I just have to grab my payslip” you turned around to rush to the backroom

“I got it” 

you cocked your head confusedly at him 

he held it up, then moved it to above his head

you jutted your hip out and crossed your arms over your chest, unimpressed

he lowered his hand, offering it out to you, level with his chest

quietly, he said “come on y/n just take it”

you cocked an eyebrow at him and reached out to grab it, but he grabbed your wrist with his free hand, pulling you into him, and bending down to reach your face, he closed the gap between your lips

you stood there, surprised, before you felt yourself smile and kiss him back

your hands forgot about the payslip and moved around his neck, pulling him against you

he moved the hand with your payslip in it around you waist, supporting you

he pulled away and you pouted at him

“dont give me that look, I came here to take you on a date, not just make out with you”

“funny, I like the second idea more” you mumbled, stashing your payslip into your bag

“hey it took me two months to work up the courage to ask you out, you’re not throwing my date away this easily”

you grabbed his hand as you stepped out onto the sidewalk

“really? two months?”

he laughed as he lead you down the busy street

“you have no idea”

[obannthepunished]

uhhhhhh notes HURT WEEK im pains

"They call me eagle-eye fjord where i come from." "maybe raven. i dont know." that theory about Fjord being the Hawker is suspicious rn (Apparently theres a third i missed whoops) sam apparently similar thoughts maybe bc Nott brings it up

Jester finally teaching kiri basic phrases, like "go fuck yourself"

Beau + Fjord taking first watch

Caleb checking out the dodecahedron

(Unrelated odd point: i have a current dislike/distrust for liam, which is bullshit bc... i love liam. and caleb and vax. but apparently smt is wrong.)

Dodecahedron is Very Old, and has been shaped/polished Cay uses the haversack as a pillow

BEAU/FJORD Beau: "I think I messed up. I think I should apologise." I HURT? Oh beauregard. oh marisha. "i wanna try, I guess" F: I think he deserves that. He's been good to us. i regret not writing fic now 8(

"OOH, terrible" "YEP." "five" "five" (collective "ooh")

Nott + Jes second. they roll not great.

Tinkle tinkle "nnhnohfishnott"

Kiri is poofed up asleep aAW

trident goin for FRUMPKIN NOOO (pause whilst they look for range on dismissal)

Kiri wakes up "Go fuck yourself :("

Theyre waiting for fish head they could just reappear Frumpkin tho...

Jester is sacred flaming, Molly has a sword active + stabs, Caleb fire bolt, Nott fires an arrow, Fjord eldritch blast, Yasha stabby

Molly + Nott + Caleb miss Fjord hits, Beau hits, Yasha hits dunno bout jes

frumpkin poofs back but doesn't see anything else.

???? alarm lasts 8 hours, not until triggered yall it should still be up. they need to look up the spells smh

Nott messaging to tell yash to hide the bodies

LAst watch is Yash and Caleb i need to stop shortening names

Caleb asks Yasha for people advice :') He's writing it down... i love him Yashas advice is basically "Fucking Bathe" And cay confirms he keeps himself gross because people ignore him more that way 8( Baby

C: "Do you know what i miss? shaving." Y: "I could shave you right now with my sword. I've done it before, you know, to... not have hair on my arms-" Omg shes doing it omg theyre doing it omg I DONT HAVE TO DRAW FACIAL HAIR IN MY FANART ANY MORE FUCK <3333

cay forgets he has a dagger jesus fucking christ

i love everyone making comments + taliesins just amazed like, borderline heart eye emoji look at this whole scenario

M: (to Caleb) "Well done, she [yasha] likes you!"

Nott is Not Happy About Water N: I'LL STAY WITH KIRI everyone else: Convincing her to come N: I'll stay with kiri, and if there's any trouble... we'll see what happens

Fjord goes first, he sees, with his 60ft darkvision, architeture of room. mistly natural, some bits not.

Fjord botches his stealth roll but matt botches his perception even worse. and my thing crashed im so mad.

Fjord is Not a good swimmer. hes like. 30ft swimming speed. Things being left: Caleb's books (2) Molly's coat

travis willingham going "kiris gotta die" then dragging everyone who gasped through the dirt

beau gets fucking 37 on her stealth check Matt: "That's some vax numbers right there!"

The visual aid is... so extra. lights. smoke. what the fuck matthew. (note: when ur best friend is called matthew this is a phrase you say too much)

Surprise round for erryone but Molly and Yasha (purrsonally, i think they were too busy talking abt how beautiful cay is now ;3c)

everyone rolled shite for initiative tho

Caleb casting haste on molly O:

Fjord is very very adept at everything

everyone on crit role can do maths better than me 8(

the marrow fuck beau and fjord royally

watching call lightning forming + marishas face as she slowly realises :)

jes gets the first hdywtdt + crushes a fish with a lollipop

Caleb is taking blind potshots with the glove of blasting boyy. One even hits!

moll gets 3 attacks i love my beautiful devil child

N: Are you guys alive and do you need anything? you can reply to this message~ C: FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK N: oh,, alright.

Taliesin's relief when ashley actually hits is very good.

Beau goes down! D:

hi unrelated taliesin sticking his tongue out at sam fills me with indescribable joy

NEW: Horny twink gets double penetrated by feisty wet ones.

... which is to say two fish dudes stab molly.

Jes heals Beau, but we all know fine fucking well if she hadn't, Yasha would have done it on her next turn. still might since she's only on 11

Cay using dispel magic O:

Molly gets the second hdywtdt "I'm literally just a windmill at this point"

FJORD gets the third F: "I see Molly loojin' around, give him a little wink-" (murders) M: Fucking arsehole F: (witty comment) PEACE OUT (blinks out again)

"Sevens are scary" - Taliesin

Yash gets the next hdywtdt Xorhasian Neck Tie Jesus christ

I was right tho Yasha was seriously considering healing beau, it just takes her action

Two more fishfucks 8(

More call lightning

Sams flask says "lost my best friend over a bowl" and that hurtie

caleb is boutta die. Yasha is boutta die first lmao oh no. i love taliesin jaffe an inhuman amount. Yash gets pulled OVER beau and marisha makes like grabby hand motions which is VERY cute

ok NOW caleb boutta die. he Shield's, and then fragments "Caleb will remember this"

Beau looks at Yasha, looks at Caleb, and goes to CALEB (sobs) blasts a ki point and everything

Molly gets a nat 20 oh he's such a babe

Nott spending her turn justifying herself to Kiri

Fjord blinks back in and fucks up ANOTHER fishfuck

Yasha casting healing hands on HERSELF good.

"You dont have a printout of your character sheet????" "Oh yeah I do after you asked me nine times" liam wh

both yash and caleb are at ONE hp

B, spening her last ki point: HEYCALEBWESHOULDTALKLATER

Beau gets the HDYWTDT tho

Molly is Very Sick from losing haste

Caleb goes the fuck down Fails his first save

everytime tal says "im gonna try something weird"  i heart eyes emoji shame he cant do jack fuck though

Nott Burning Bolt shoots the fishfuck for 24 damage jeeeeez doesnt die but drops lightning

Fjord: (appears, fails, disappears)

if Caleb permadeaths i WILL cry

PLEASE YASHA PLEASE GOD JESTER PLEASE THEY KILL IT IM CRYING SO HARD no like literally i am actually crying bc matt very deliberately did that so that he didnt kill Caleb

Jester uses her pearl of power to regain a slot, and use it to cast prayer of healing for SHIT rolls.

Jester goes back to Kiri <333 baby. baby bird.

Matt mercer keeps using words ive only ever seen written and im ALWAYS ???? about their pronunciation

Fjord finds some L00t Like boxes and longswords and a pool of water with dozens of metallic objects mostly outlawed diety symols. changebringer moonweaver. others i forgot. stormlord. everlight. asmodeus ooh, bane strife emperor. and tiamat.

"a little black bird that's fluttering to try and get dry" fuck thats so damn cute. Marisha has the :D face

Calebs books are dry

wooden box + pool are magic. like. WITHIN.

Enchantment in the box. Molly collecting the moonweaver pieces

JESTER FINDS TWO SYMBOLS FOR THE TRAVELLER? HOLY SHIT Different make, pure silver one, burnished bronze another door arch with the road

Molly gets 12-13 symbols

Nott mage hands just so good even drunk

in the box is a blade, gold, jewel encrusted Molly shoves Nott aside to get it cause its a scimitar style

Caleb finds the arch-heart symbol? Takes one

Yasha takes 4 symbols for the storm god.

Bane/strife emperor symbol Fjord is curious about chained coffin he throws it into the pool. nothing happens.

JEster goes to pll it out and gets a big catseye yellow gem,  magical, but not a school of arcane magic. it has a line groove in it, very deliberate, an oval.

"something about that [orb] is very familiar"??? (Matt to Travis)

i was right about the orb being familiar

C: (abt the gold sword) This blade is called Summer's Dance C: "Mr. Mollymauk," M: "Mr. Caleb."

Blade allows user to cast Blink basically, and is stronk

official-europa replied to your post: uhhhhhh notes HURT WEEK im pains “They...

i think its probably misty step and not blink 

official-europa replied to your post: uhhhhhh notes HURT WEEK im pains “They...

on the sword i mean

caleb tries to ID the orb

fjord touches it "sky is moonlit + cloudless, clothes not your own, nor body, overcoat + human skin. thick calloused skin. left hand stone. look down, see body of previous owner, dead in blood. natural landmass seawater night. flash. right hand grasps falchion. voice booms. potential. jams the stone into gut, cCONSUME. vanishes into belly. looks into water. REWARD." "Vandrin."

i dont kn ow what the fuck is going on.??? everyone else sees this o shit

oh shit is the eye the symbol of Fjord's patron?

"he was my mentor, a captain of mine. a man named Vandrin." Y: What happened to Vandrin? F: I'm not sure. he captained the ship i worked on for many years, and their was an incident. an explosion, terrible weather, waves, "i was knocked overboard" when f woke up he was back on shore

"how did you survive" "I'm not entirely sure."

explosion was sabotage.

the pool is saltwater.

Molly shoves Fjord's head into the water

comes up "You okay???" "Do it again" "Tap three times when you're done!" Fjord drowns

they take as much as possible up and out and decide to dynamite everything in. dramatic exit..

They take the bodies down and lay them in the swamp to rest and decompose.

Beau tries to pull Caleb aside and he just stonewalls her until she actually apologises.

Caleb "I give beauregard a hug and say 'idont know what im doing. just. go with it." BEau very AWKWARDLY hugs him back Beau consulting Fjord, Caleb consulting Yasha The entire other side of the table clapping.

Beau: UH. GOOD TALK. FRIEND. (awkward silence) Beau: Seriously though. Friend? (pause) Caleb: Uh. Ja. (brb dying)

there is a single yellow eye on the hilt of the falchion.

episode END

[taocastleprincess]

inktober for writers - day 8 - impasse / eijiroctober - day 8 - w Kaminari Denki

A/N: Sero is 100000% the instigating friend who you hate to love but you totally do anyway bc they’re supernaturally charming and hella fun. enjoy my fave boy stirring up trouble in this kirikami drabble.... (also, can u believe that i went from having a slight distate for this ship to obsessing over it??? this is my 2nd kirikami-centric fic and im... crying? thank u for showing me the light, my fellow krkm shippers. bless!)

Sero leans back in his chair and puts his hands behind his head. His smile is childishly impish.

“I mean... I can come back later. Or we can do this another time.” He laughs, enjoying the scene of the two boys in front of him in the midst of an argument.

Kirishima whips his head, forgetting all about the blond across from him. “No, it’s already been settled. We’re not ordering from the burger place. We ate there three times this week!” The redhead turns back to the blond with a stern expression on his face. “We’re ordering sushi, Denki. That’s it.” He snatches a lone menu off the table and starts to leaf through it. “If you really insist on beef today, I’m sure you could find something to order from here. But we’re not eating at that burger place again. Everyone’s tired.”

Sero shrugs. He never really had order-out preferences. As long as the place that they ended up ordering from had salad, he was fine. And most places do offer salad, so he couldn’t be bothered to truly care. He was only concerned with the pre-order drama. Kaminari catches the minute movement and starts pointing towards him. “See? Sero doesn’t mind, he’s just gonna get salad anyway!” Sero nods wordlessly, goofy smile still in place. Kirishima rolls his eyes. “Let’s get burgers! I promise next movie night I won’t even get a say,” Kaminari begs, folding his hands together in pleading. Kirishima sighs tiredly. “You said that last time, babe. And the time before that. And—“

“The time before that too,” Sero finishes, laughing. The look that Denki shoots at him is lethal.

“Whose side are you even on?”

“The side of getting food. We do this every weekend. We’ve gotta make a system or something. This is why Blasty and Mina stopped coming.”

Denki wrinkles his nose is disagreement. “Bakugou stopped coming because he hates the idea of fun,” Sero thinks about this and shrugs. He means, yeah, it was probably actually that but still. “And Mina is.... busy.” Sero raises an eyebrow and smirks.

“Or she stopped coming because she, too, has grown tired of ‘Sushi vs Burger’ debates. It’s old. Let’s just do Indian.”

“No,” the other two reply in unison. “You just said you didn’t even have an opinion though,” Kaminari starts again. “So you can’t switch it up. No Indian. No sushi.” Before Kirishima can dissent again, Kaminari slinks towards him and wraps his arms around his torso. “Pleeease? It’s just one more night, Eiji, and you haven’t even tried everything on the menu.” Sero watches on in amusement. The blond’s argument was weak (who needs to eat at the same place four times in one week? And who cares if everything on the menu hasn’t been tasted yet? They don’t want it!) but the core of his winning strategy was not words...

Sero watches on as Kaminari’s gold colored eyes widen as big as saucers, irises expertly eliciting intense melancholy. Sero’s always impressed at this grand display, wondering how the transformation from ‘stubborn, brattish boyfriend’ to ‘pathetic child with only days left to live’ is made to look so easy. It’s almost like he has a second quirk! His lashes even play along, carefully accentuating the look, looking longer and more voluminous. Sero’s heart swells in admiration.

That’s his best friend. His partner in crime. He couldn’t have asked for a more inspiring friend. 

Scam on, buddy ol’ pal.

Kirishima looks conflicted. His cheeks burn pink, but he tries to maintain a look of sternness. “Denki, stop it,” Kirishima says, voice much too affectionate for a guy trying to put his foot down. Sero snickers into his hand. He’s losing. Like always. Kaminari doesn’t let up, eyes getting wider and drawing out more compassion by the second. Kirishima looks weak, face no longer molded into a look of defiance but, instead, resignation.

“Fine,” he pouts, his pink face clashing with the bold red of his hair. “Now, move. So we can order the same thing we get every time.”

The blond obeys happily, eyes back to normal and shooting Sero a conspiratorial look. The other boy laughs and extends his palm, wordlessly initiating a high-five. Kirishima looks on with an unreadable expression.

Sero turns to him and smiles, shaking his head. “You’re gonna have to shake it up sometime, dude. This is getting sadly predictable.”

Kaminari laughs while Sero gets up to stretch. “Now that that’s over, what’s the movie for tonight? We did a comedy last week, so I’m thinkin’ maybe a thriller tonight?”

Sero shrugs. “Didn’t Kirishima wanna do a Disney film?” Sero glances over at the boy in question. “Yo, which movie did you wa— What are you doing?” The redhead is sneaking off towards the bathroom, a sushi menu and cellphone in either hand. Kaminari gasps dramatically.

“You already said we could do burgers! You can’t go back!” The blond’s face is marred with an intense look of betrayal. “You don’t even know what I’d want from there!”

“You’re not hard to order for, babe. We’ve been dating for two years. I’d like to think that I know what you like by now.”

Kaminari scoffs. “No, you don’t. Come back so I can see my options.”

Kirishima shakes his head. “You’ll just pull the puppy-eyes out again.” The boy gives the other an unimpressed look. “We all took the same Villain Strategies course.”

Sero bursts into laughter as Kaminari places his hand over his heart in offense. “You think I’m a villain?”

“Low-level terrorist,” Kirishima corrects and Sero doubles over with tears in his eyes. Almost immediately, Kaminari begins to run at Kirishima. The other boy turns to continue running towards the bathroom. Sero barely has time to recover before he has to follow after the two of them, his stomach sore from laughter. The hallway echoes with the noise of shoes hitting the ground and the strained yelling of out-of-breath boys. Soon, Sero hears the slam of a door. After he rounds a corner, he finds Kaminari not too far away, breathing heavily and pushing up against the bathroom door in vain.

“He’s leaning up against it in his hardened form,” Kaminari explains without sparing a glance in his direction. His face is red and slick with sweat. Sero fights the urge to crumple into laughter. Before he can say anything, a muffled voice escapes from inside the bathroom. “Hello? Wasabi?... Yes! Are you guys delivering right now?” Sero bites his tongue to keep from laughing at the distressed face of the blond near him. “NO, BABE. DON’T DO THIS! COME OUT, LET’S TALK ABOUT IT!” Kaminari bangs on the door repeatedly, the noise echoing throughout the hallway.

From inside the bathroom, Kirishima continues speaking into the phone. “Huh? Oh, no, everything’s fine. That’s... some weird guy outside. Yeah, yeah, it’s cool. So, I’m gonna go ahead and order the seared sa—“

“I’m not just some weird guy! I’m the boyfriend! The boyfriend who DOES. NOT. WANT. SUSHI.”

Sero laughs, unable to control himself any longer. “So you’re the weird-guy boyfriend?”

Kaminari glares daggers. “Don’t you have something better to do?”

“Like what?”

“Like helping me.”

Sero shakes his head, grinning. “I told you two that I wouldn’t pick sides in an argument, like, ever. I think this qualifies.”

Kaminari’s eyes narrow. “You’re a snake, Sero Hanta.”

“Says the guy getting the bulk of his debate skills from Strategical Villainy 101.”

Just as Kaminari bucks up to respond, Kirishima wails defeatedly from inside the bathroom. “No, dude. Dude. It’s not even a serious argument. Like, I just happen to want this and he wants... He wants some other place. Look, it’s fine. We can go through with the—“

The redhead’s voice is cut off and the only thing that can be heard from the bathroom is the barely audible voice of the person on the other line. Sero raises his eyebrows in curiosity. “He’s FINE. He’ll eat anyth—“ Another pause. “What? Are you ser— Yes, he’s just being dramatic, we ate what he wanted three times this week.”

“Okay, but one of those times my order got messed up!”

“Babe, that doesn’t matter. We still ate there and... Ooh! And Lily-san agrees! It still counts!”

“Okay, well, you tell Lily-san about how you don’t even really eat there! You order fries and then you order out by yourself later!”

“That’s not relev— Wait, Lily-san, yeah, that’s what happens, but that’s still compromise.”

Sero’s amusement slowly tapers into casual indifference as the conversation continues on between Kirishima, Kaminari, and “Lily-san,” who he assumes is a nosy cashier with way too much time on her hands.

“So... Are we ordering food soon?”

“Uh, yeah, dude, but Lily is in the middle of a story right now, don’t be rude,” Kaminari whispers. The couple is now sitting beside each other in the hallway, prior argument completely forgotten, as they listen to Lily intently on speaker with Kirishima’s cellphone on the floor between them. Sero rolls his eyes, feeling slightly annoyed for the first time today. Instigating isn’t supposed to end like this. This is not what he signed up for. “Alright. Well, I’ll be back later, I guess. Maybe I’ll come back with Mina.”

“Uh-huh,” Kirishima replies distractedly. “Bye.”

Sero rolls his eyes again as he walks back around the corner and up the hallway again. He fishes his phone out of his pocket and starts typing. SEROtonin: @ALIEN_QUEEN @EXPLODOKILLINKING anyone wanna go 4 pizza ALIEN_QUEEN: @SEROtonin @EXPLODOKILLINKING omg yes im starving ALIEN_QUEEN: @SEROtonin @EXPLODOKILLINKING wait ur not w k+k? SEROtonin: @ALIEN_QUEEN @EXPLODOKILLINKING theyre havin a couples therapy session w Lily the Cashier ALIEN_QUEEN: @SEROtonin @EXPLODOKILLINKING ??? EXPLODOKILLINKING: @SEROtonin @ALIEN_QUEEN already here. hurry tf up b4 i decide 2 dip SEROtonin: @ALIEN_QUEEN @EXPLODOKILLINKING its a long story SEROtonin: @EXPLODOKILLINKING @ALIEN_QUEEN chill out we’re coming EXPLODOKILLINKING: @SEROtonin @ALIEN_QUEEN its a long story that ur gonna tell us as soon as u get ur asses here so HURRY TF UP ALIEN_QUEEN: @SEROtonin @EXPLODOKILLINKING i told u 2 stop having movie night w them!! me + blasty moved on to GAME NIGHT! SEROtonin: @ALIEN_QUEEN @EXPLODOKILLINKING game night? ALIEN_QUEEN: @SEROtonin @EXPLODOKILLINKING yup! w dekusquad + todoroki!! it’s a BLAST ALIEN_QUEEN: @SEROtonin @EXPLODOKILLINKING literally. cuz bkgu is a sore loser EXPLODOKILLINKING: @ALIEN_QUEEN @SEROtonin U FUCKIN EXTRAS R CHEATS ALIEN_QUEEN: @SEROtonin @EXPLODOKILLINKING see? SEROtonin: @ALIEN_QUEEN @EXPLODOKILLINKING ...sounds like disaster. Sero smiles wickedly at his phone, thinking of all the delicious trouble he could stir up. SEROtonin: @ALIEN_QUEEN @EXPLODOKILLINKING im in. He’ll learn his lesson one of these days. ...Not today, though.

[gunscli-blog]

( fahriye evcen özçivit, 29, she/her ) silence! can you not see her grace, günseli hanım özdemiroğlu, has arrived? it seems the hanım from the ottoman empire is here to support their monarch. they are called the cygnet around the court. have you tried approaching them? i heard they can be rather self-involved + ill-behaved, but their staff say that they’re winsome + persuasive.  

first of all shout out to the admins for putting up w me and helping educate me w the ottoman empire/turkish ranks, etc. in making günseli’s character! also apologies in advance since fahriye has next to no resources so i’ll use gifs when and where i can, otherwise interactions will be done with the static icons i made (but don’t feel the need to use icons yourself!)

now to günseli (apologies this time for the nonsense ur about to read?/)...

definition of looking like a cinnamon bun but actually being a sinnamon bun™. günseli is a bit of a snake and trouble-maker and low-key dangerous but acts all lovely and charming. she has a bit of a reputation for questionable behaviour and not taking things seriously but is persuasive and likeable so people don’t (or don’t dare) really challenge her/confront her about it? likes gossip and being in the know @ court drama, i’m gonna say she’s only just arrived following the attack especially since kasim is assumed dead/disappeared and she wants to know what is the haps w everything and papa özdemiroğlu wants to know but was also like ‘yay roadtrip’

born and raised in marash (now called kahramanmaraş) in the ottoman empire, and the eldest of six other siblings (two brothers, two sisters, two half-sisters), günseli holds title of hanım, in her case an aristocratic title achieved through her father’s rank. mama özdemiroğlu is from circassia and papa özdemiroğlu is a turkish bey (equivalent to a governor of a district or province but in the ottoman empire) of the marash (also called dulkadir) beylerbeylik. 

though günseli and her sisters were confined to the harem most of the time, papa özdemiroğlu doted on his sons and daughters, and given the war they were all taught in the art of war and combat (sand snakes from got i’m headcanoning it), all “my daughters are trained for battle, sir, not the kitchen” kinda dealio and they were used to getting what they want ( not really exposed to the tragedy/downside of war as her family prospered and every death she encountered was at her own hand?). she has a pair of jewel encrusted and gold engraved daggers on her person at all times (one up her sleeve, one in her boot) and necklace with vials of poison. babs probably favourite way to kill a person is ‘kiss o death’ style via ellaria sand with poison on her lips (antidotes are important people)

as a young woman in the harem of the family house günseli explored and experimented with her sexuality with the female domestic workers and was told/exposed to certain things by the concubines (including seduction but also make poison from oleander plants which grew nearby). when she was younger she was to be betrothed to another but günseli didn’t like him/couldn’t stand to be around him bc he was too tame and boring for her liking and persuaded her parents to not go through w it. 

another betrothal later (babs being like ‘he’ll do’) she married (to either nobility from the empire or another country in the coalition - will be making a wanted connection for this unless someone is interested, also bc of this her current residence is tbc) also headcanoning their relationship basically like oberyn martell and his paramour ellaria sand’s bc they’re my otp, in love as the ride-or-die, trouble-causing, revenge-seeking, and general-scheming sort (to benefit themselves and/or their nations)and persuading the hubby to do things. since babs is pansexual and a little promiscuous and is polyamorous (modern au she would totally be in a polygamous relationship) 

in other news, one of her siblings (her younger sister) turned up dead over the last year and another has gone missing (her younger brother). günseli has her suspicions and is determined to find answers and enact her own vengeance if necessary

despite her fickle ways and liberal view towards sex and sexuality and life, she is devoted to her family and attraction or affection for any other person will never compare to that for her current husband (the only ones she is soft™ for is her boo and babies). has two children one son who is five and a daughter who is three, but babs left them w the fam bam back in marash since she didn’t want to risk them coming and the journey was long. babs is super nosy, either going to want to kill or kiss or manipulate those she meets, likes painting and judging you™ (even better if she’s doing both at the same time). needs pals (especially ladies who get drunk and diss on other people), also some people to use to her own advantage/make into her puppets and...

i think thats it?/ for now?? idk 

imma go eat food 

[alwaysoft-blog]

Behind the Mask: Monday

        Behind the Mask: Monday is the first chapter of the Behind the Mask series. It is a High School AU of a masquerade prom, lead by an idol protagonist.            Warnings: sex mentions, minor drug mentions,minor alcohol mentions, crude language, bullying, minor violence            3666 words ____

        Prom- the thing most people looked forward to so they can top off their senior year. You look like a nervous idiot asking your crush out; dress up; cry a few times; watch a popular girl get prom queen, possibly by rigging the votes; and go to parties that include, getting drunk, smoking weed, having sex for the first time, and getting home a 4AM. Yes, many people loved these types of things, except you. Being one of the girls all the guys had a thing for and the girls hated meant you'd be nominated for prom queen, and knowing Jisoo would do anything to win was troubling to say the least. She'd ruin your dress, expose a fake secret about you, put some kind of roofie in your drink, or in the worst case scenario tell everyone you're an idol.          Oh, it seems I forgot an important detail. The people who make my life impossible- that's Jisoo, Lisa, Rose, and Jennie- seemed to want me to suffer more than anything else. They often wore similar outfits and made attempts to sabotage everything I did. But if you were to ask me who hated me the most, it was Jisoo. She was the Regina George of South Atlanta High. She was popular, beautiful, the leader of choir, and she was good at every sport she played. But behind her act of innocence and perfection, she was a vile, wretched witch since we became enemies in eighth grade.          Okay, it may have partially been my fault that she hates me, but her grudge is ridiculous. The reason she hates me is because I may have sabotaged the State Basketball Championship that I played against her and won. Okay, it was really messed up. I still regret putting an emetic in her mashed potatoes, but she definitely makes sure I regret it. And ever since her team lost and she found out I poisoned her, she never forgave me, and neither did her little "posse".          It seems I've drifted off topic, so let's get back to Monday, a week before prom. 

        "So will you go to prom with me?" Hoseok reached for your face, pulling a piece of hair out of your face.         You flinched at his touch. Yes, you still remember that time Jisoo yanked off your wig, revealing a bald cap which freaked everyone out and you had to convince everyone that you didn’t look like the main dancer in that one group everyone listens to. This boy was way too touchy, and you still remember the time he ate a chewed piece of gum for $5. Yeah, you'll pass. "That's very sweet of you, but I have someone else in mind." That wasn't a lie; Mark was on your mind all the time, but he never talked to you- or really anyone that he wasn't close to. The chances of him asking you out was little to none, but you would rather go alone than with Hoseok.          "Who is it? That Tuan kid?"          "Of course not!" Your face flushed, and you pushed your hand against his chest so he would get out of your space.          He smiled, "I knew you had something for him. All he does is play overwatch, and wouldn't you rather go with one of the football players?"          You stomped on his foot, earning a yelp from him and loss of pride, and walked away from your locker to go to history. This boy was beyond aggravating- he was infuriating.          "Fine you're a bitch anyway." He yelled down the hallway, prompting other students to look your way, at least the ones that weren't already looking at you.          You ignored Hoseok, you ignored the stares, and you ignored the tapping on your shoulder from the one and only Hwasa. This girl was your best friend, and you both did things that were kinda gay together.         "Hello, are you just gonna ignore me," She yanked your shoulder and turned you around to look at her. "That was hilarious! I didn't think you would be that fierce! It’s a shame I didn’t film it!" She giggled.         "Was it?" You asked while resuming your walk to class with her.          "Uh, yeah! Every girl (and guy) in school wants to go to prom with him, Jungkook, Jisoo, and, well, you, of course. You just stomped on his foot, and he is probably gonna cry now. I hope someone filmed it so it can be played at my funeral."          You frowned, "Why did I have to do it that way," You mentally cursed yourself, "He knows I like Mark now and is probably gonna tell everyone. My life is seriously fucked now."          "Well he never talks and would be too scared to ask you out, and you're too scared so... Yeah, maybe if word gets around he'll be brave enough to ask you!" Hwasa said optimistically. Hwasa is the kind of girl who will try to find the good in people, unless she hates them; that’s a different story. She is the person who will insist your drink is “half-full”. She's always going to be telling you some metaphor about a random object and how we should be like that. She’s the type who sends people cute pictures when you feel sad. In short, she is an angel. Well, that is if you don’t anger her.         You walked into the history room that smelled like car air freshener and sweat and sat down next to Hwasa. "Why do you have to be so optimistic? He sits on the other side of me for three classes! Three classes, Hwasa! I can't avoid him, and he's gonna find out eventually." You slumped in your chair and tapped on the desk nervously.         "Why should you avoid him? You look really hot today, and you should own it. There is no way Mark could resist you when you look like a goddess... Or even an idol.” She said cheekily.         I reflexively slapped her in agitation then quickly apologized for my unpredictable actions.         “Well, you didn't have to slap me so hard!" She scowled while rubbing the red spot where you hit her.          You rolled your eyes, "Why do you even joke about stuff like that when Jisoo is in the same room? She's probably planning the newest way to kill me. Feeding her information like that is basically telling her how to ruin my senior year."          "You're way too paranoid. They'll probably just think that you're some celebrity wannabe." Hwasa shook her head.         You rolled your eyes, then sat straight up. The person walking in the doorway was the reason you're going to go into cardiac arrest and they’ll play some random 2NE1 song at your funeral- yes, Mark Tuan was walking in. He was wearing skinny jeans and a gray jacket that suited him so well. I still don't understand why everyone wasn't drooling over him, but it also meant less competition for you, so it worked itself out.          "You're drooling so much I could fill a bucket." Hwasa poked you and forced you out of your gaze.         You crossed you arms and looked completely opposite from Mark's direction, "Shut up, Hwasa."          "You should say something. I would say yes if you asked me out looking that good." She grinned.         I glared daggers at Hwasa and thanked God that the bell had rung. The old teacher stood from her desk and began reading out of the textbook with her dull, droning voice. This class was literally so boring, she showed paint drying when someone told her she was boring. But she rarely looked up from her textbook and was slightly deaf, so most of the class did whatever they wanted.         Ding!         I fished my phone out of my purse and my heart froze momentarily when I saw who sent it.          "We're having a LAN party tonight I know u stuff like that will u go to my house tonight? btw some girls might be there"         Mark started a conversation.         Am I? Of course I was going to! This boy didn't even realize what this did to me, and I saw him looking at me for a fleeting second in the corner of my eye.          "Sure sounds fun"         You have left the conversation.         Okay, this was stressful. You felt the sweat, and you quickly tapped Hwasa's contact.          "Hwasa he just invited me to a LAN party prepare my funeral"         You started a conversation.         "K, I'll put that video with Hoseok on at ur funeral"         "You don't have it"         She sent a video to you, and you glared at her when you saw yourself stomping on Hoseok.          "Who sent u this"         "I don't kiss and tell bye"         Hwasa has left the conversation.         You wanted to punch her face in sometimes, but she was also one of the few people who held your life together, so you have never punched her face in, though that isn’t to say you haven’t wanted to.          The rest of the day continued relatively normally, and Hwasa agreed to meet me at my house tonight. ****         "What should I wear?" I had dragged out what seemed like every piece in my closet, and Hwasa said no to everything I had dragged out.          "I told you you should wear jeans and a shirt. It's gonna be a lot of guys and they won't take you serious if you wear a dress." Hwasa poked through my shoes.          "But I want to impress Mark. Should I wear some really tiny shorts?" I held up the shortest pair of shorts I own that were so short I could almost see my future children being birthed. Okay, they're not that short, but you get my point.          "Okay, but did you shave?"          I nodded and put the shorts while Hwasa complimented my underwear.          "Those panties are so hot, but I still like your pink ones better." Hwasa commented.         "How do you know what all my underwear looks like?" I playfully hit her and put a plain white t-shirt on. The shirt was a little tight on your breasts, but Hwasa agreed it would get Mark's attention.          She smiled in reply and placed a pair of high tops in my hands, "Wear these. Heels will just make them think you don't actually play games and you're one of those girls who posts pictures with controllers in her mouth."          "Yeah, you're right," I put the high tops on and looked in the mirror. I've looked a lot dressier, but I didn't want to over do it. "Okay, let's go." I picked up my laptop and walked towards the door.          Hwasa drove with me to Mark's house. When I arrived and exited the car, I waited for Hwasa to exit the car also. After a few seconds I knocked on the window, "Are you coming in?"          "Sorry, I think you should do this alone." Hwasa drove off before I could reply, leaving me all alone.         Yeah, that was cool. I swear I'll kill her later, but for now I have to go to this party and not die. I looked around and saw a few cars, hopefully one of the cars belonged to someone I knew that wouldn't ditch me like Hwasa. Would that happen? More than likely not.         "Here to confess to Mark?" I familiar voice vibrated in my ear. It was akin to a witch, a demon, and a succubus at the same time. Yes, it was her.         But of all the people that would be at a LAN party, of all the girls who could pretend to know anything about overwatch, it had to be Jisoo. "What do you want from me?"          She smiled and walked closer to me, heels clacking, "Hmm, nothing else other than playing games."          "Tell the truth." I said impatiently.          She played with her hair while looking in a mirror and turned back to me, "If you confess to Mark or do anything cheesy tonight I'll make sure he hates you. The reason why I'm here is to make sure you know your place." She then pushed me back by my shoulder.         "What the hell are you gonna do if I do say something to him?" I pushed her back too.          She glared at me with an ill intent, "I'll give you a choice: Either I would tell everyone you poisoned me, or I'll tell everyone you're an idol. But, if you don't cross the line, you won't even have to choose."          Okay, this isn't good. This bad. Really, really bad. She isn’t your typical bully or jealous girl; she’s actually Satan. She’ll do anything if it means I’ll suffer. "Jisoo, you're gonna go to hell for doing this to me." I snarled.          "Listen, there's only one bad bitch in this school, and it's me. You're just another basic bitch who wishes you were me. Don't believe me," She giggled at my unconvinced face, "Well, I'd watch that cheap wig of yours. I'll rip it off again; don't you dare think I won't."          Before I could reply, I saw Mark walking up to us with a hoodie and jeans, "Um, hey. We got some pizza and sodas inside. It's way too hot to sit outside."          "Why are you asking me to come inside then? It'll just get hot in there."          Mark's face flushed, but he didn't reply. "A-Anyway," He stuttered, "I hope you brought your laptops. I have an extra one if you need it."          "Of course I remembered," Jisoo began, "I knew we were gonna play Roverwatch!" She smiled.          Mark turned and looked at her with a confused look, "Do you mean Overwatch? Well, uh, we decided we were gonna play League of Legends anyway, so it doesn't matter if you haven't played Overwatch I guess."          "Yeah, it's cool. I can teach you how to play League, too." I fake smiled at her and saw hate manifesting in her eyes.          "Well, I'd rather have an expert like Mark teach me." She swooned.         Mark shifted rather uncomfortably and opened the door for the two of us. I entered and saw his spacious home, but I was quickly greeted by his dog and Mark's roommate, Youngjae.          "(Y/N), I missed you," Youngjae walks up to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "I'm so excited to play League with you!" Youngjae picked up Coco and placed her in my arms, "She's missed you too."         I lean into his embrace comfortably and pet Coco softly. I see Jisoo's confused face and couldn't help but laugh at how aggravated she seemed.          "What's funny?" Youngjae poked my side.          I shook my head, "Uh, nothing. Coco was just making a funny face."          "Hmm, sure. Anyway, let's go play League." Youngjae directed me to a seat on the sofa beside him. I pulled out my laptop and watched as Jisoo pretended like she knew what was going when I claimed my spot as a jungler.          "You sure you wanna play jungler?" Mark asked.                  "I can handle it, Mark." I smile in his direction.          He raised an eyebrow, but he started the match. Jisoo had no idea what a mage or mid-laner was, so I was constantly running into mid to help her. She seemed more than upset when Mark asked why she was building a support build for a mage, and she tried to press the surrender vote button multiple times all the while hoping no one noticed it was her. Mark, of course, didn't call her out, but Youngjae tapped my shoulder and whispered to me all about it.          "Well, we lost pretty bad." Taehyung put his face in his hands and sighed.          "Yeah, one of them just messaged me." I spoke. Youngjae looked over at my screen and we both laughed at the crude language and spelling that was akin to a eight year old.          Youngjae cuddle up onto my chest, resting on my breasts while I played with his hair. "Hey why haven't we gotten together lately? We never hang out and I miss you."          "You make it sound like we're dating. Geez, Youngjae," I sighed, "You know I love you. But it's a lot tougher to explain to my mom that you want to have a sleepover at my house than it was when we were younger."          "Who cares? You can come here with me and Mark and just say you're at Hwasa's." Youngjae picked up Coco and laid her on his lap.          "Are you insane? 'You know who' lives here and I actually might explode if I sleep anywhere near him." My face flushed while whispering to Youngjae.          Youngjae smiled at himself, prompting me to hit him lightly, "Hey, hey! You don't have to hit me. But I was smiling because I don't think Mark would mind, y'know."          My face was beet red at the comment, and I couldn't help but hang my head to avoid anyone else looking in my direction, "What do you mean?"         He rolled his eyes as if I was spewing nonsense, "Well, don't let him know I told you this, but he kinda has a crush on you. Like every other guy that ever saw you."          I tensed up and couldn't help but gasp, "No he doesn't! Quit playing around, Youngjae. Anyways," I huffed with a red face. "Wait, did you have a crush on me?" My mind cleared.         He took a deep breath, "I did for some time, but then Momo snatched me- and Coco. She's just so perfect. I mean, you're hotter, but I don't know. Something about Wheein is just better."          "You only like her because she hates cucumbers." I played. “And was that a compliment?”         "No, I didn’t," He flicked my nose. “And I don’t know if it’s a compliment either.” He replied.         I laughed and Youngjae sat with me for a few minutes while watching Jisoo's attempts to flirt with Mark. She tried talking about games she knew nothing about, and I was honestly starting to feel bad for her.          Mark's voice shook me out of my daydreaming, "Um, (Y/N), can I talk to you for a minute?"          Youngjae quickly walked away from me, leaving me alone. I swear I'll murder him one day, but I can't today. I’ve put a lot of people on my hitlist, but now isn’t the time to finish it. "S-sure." Great, I stuttered. Now he's gonna think something's wrong with me. Nice one, (Y/N).          Mark walked towards the door and I followed behind him, smirking at the face Jisoo made. I could have sworn she was about to text her "squad" about today. That wasn't anything to worry about, I suppose.          "Take a seat," Mark directed me at the comfortable wicker chair on his porch.         I sat down and he sat on the chair beside mine. I saw how he seemed slightly uncomfortable, and I couldn't resist placing my hand on his. Ah, that was probably too forward, but my it was too late now. I might as well give Jisoo something to cry about. "What's wrong, Mark? You seem tense."         He tensed under my touch, but he gave into it and rubbed small circles on my hand. He took a deep breath and looked at me, "I wanted to ask you something for a while now, and I'm hoping you won't freak out."          Oh my God. I don't know what he is about to say, but a big part of me is hoping he'll ask me to prom. Okay, that's probably never going to happen, but I mean is it really that unrealistic? Okay, okay, calm down, "What did you wanna ask me?"          "What's going on with you and Youngjae?" He turned away from my gaze, likely embarrassed knowing Mark's nature.         Well, that not only disappointed me so much that I couldn't stop from outwardly frowning, but Mark now thinks me and Youngjae are going out. Great start. "Okay, I know it's weird how close we are, but Youngjae and I go back. I've known him longer than Hwasa. We’re tight, but we’re strictly friends."         Mark's face flushed a deep crimson, "I'm sorry, that was a little rude of me. But your answer makes my next question easier." Mark's face was very red now, and I was dying at the thought he could actually ask me out.         But before I could say anything, a loud honk of an all too familiar car ringed in my ears. "Shit, that's Hwasa. I better go because she'll drive off without me." Okay, I hated doing this to Mark, but I knew I had to. Jisoo was here, and I couldn't risk too much more tonight.          "Oh okay. But um, wait a second," He grabbed my hand as I was leaving, and I turned to him confusedly. He pulled me into his embrace. I was beyond shocked, but I melted into his chest that smelled fresh of cologne.          "I'll see you later," I broke out of his embrace and rubbed his shoulder, "I had a good time tonight. I hope we can talk again soon."          "Me too," Mark replied.          The honk of Hwasa's horn signalled my time was up, and I shuffled away from Mark with an excited grin. I  slammed into the passenger's seat of Hwasa's car and couldn't help but squeal with excitement.         "Whoa there, what's got you so excited?" Hwasa laughed while driving out of Mark's driveway.          I stopped my little celebratory dance and explained the nights details in a fast manner, "I thought he was gonna ask me out, but you honked your horn. God, Hwasa, you always show up at the weirdest times."          "Wait, rewind a bit. You said Jisoo threatened you? I will run her over with this car as soon as you let me!" Hwasa growled.          "No need. I'm sure she's fuming over how close I got to Mark without 'breaking her rules'," I made little air quotes with my hands and giggled, "Hwasa, tonight was great. Now drive me home."         "Impatient, are we?" Hwasa smiled.  ____ AN: I've been trying a lot of new writing styles lately, and I did this one in a way like the reader was writing in a diary or telling her grand kids in a titanic-esque way. Feedback on my stories are always appreciated, and thank you for taking the time to read! Love you all, loves!

-Rose