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@blacksapphiire Walking along the Hollyberry kingdom a certain creature made of deciet was disguised as a regular citizen walking along the path.He was in the crowd making coversations with another while keeping eye on a certain scholar.
He'd been out and about on his own. It was a vacation that was much needed. A getaway from the bureaucracy of the Vanilla Kingdom with the consul, their machinations and the whims of the Creme Republic.
Sure some.. things had happened since their arrival a few days ago. But Hollyberry, her family, and the people of the kingdom had been strangely welcoming.
It was early in the morning, however. And he had not wanted to wake Pure Vanilla from his slumber yet. Blueberry Yogurt knew they got cranky if woken before they wanted to get up. Thankfully, their creations.. the sheep wolves were happy to fill the space while the scholar decided to entertain himself at the early morning markets. Even pick up a few things for a surprise when Pure Vanilla woke up.
But something... something was off.
He felt something familiar.
That can't be right, not at all. He was certain they had accounted for all of the Spires' creatures when they sealed it, and those that hadn't.. they were with him and Pure Vanilla now. Contained, for the most part.
While he kept his main set of eyes occupied on his current task.. the others were looking around him. All before locking onto the source of the feeling.
Sure, to most, it looked like a normal cookie. An average Holliberrian.. But that feeling was unmistakable.
Blueberry Yogurt swallowed before slowly turning, making eye contact.
#[ CRK ] - [ The True Fount of Knowledge - Blueberry Yogurt Cookie ]#[ CRK ] - [ Stay Tuned for Tonight's Sponsors! - Black Sapphire Cookie ]#[ VERSE ] - [ Dusk Over Dawn - Post-Purification ]#[ user ] - [ blacksapphiire ]
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starter for @resplendentdare
Theo knew this change was coming, he just thought he had more time. He knew from a young age that he was a vampire, but was told it wouldn't happen until adulthood. It was after their seventeenth birthday when they started noticing the little differences. No longer being able to see his own reflection, his skin becoming pale, the baby fangs coming through. Theo was finding it all very overwhelming, but he was used to feeling wrong in his own body.
At school, Theo tried to appear normal despite the feeling that everyone was watching him and knew his secret. They had to start wearing sunglasses outside as the sun was becoming an annoyance to them. Maybe everyone just thought they were trying out a new look, they hoped that's what it was.
Finishing the school day with nothing of note happening Theo made his way over to Saskia's house. He visited her most nights, having to climb through the other's window as her parents wouldn't allow her to have visitors.
Theo tapped on Saskia's window, gesturing to the roof. The two of them would go and sit on the roof quite often, it was a place where they could just talk and feel at ease with one another.
Once the two of them made their way to the roof, Theo sat down and looked over at Saskia. She looked stunning in the moonlight, the glow of the sky illuminating her face. "How was your day? Mine was weird, people were staring at me all day," Theo said as he moved closer to Saskia. "I started to think I had something on my face or something," he added as he let out a chuckle.
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Upcoming ACOTAR fics: Little Sprout Verse
A series of one-shots set before, during, and after Koschei’s War, and mostly focuses around Tamlin and his various relationships as the years change.
Set twelve years after the events of HOFAS (bare knowledge necessary), and nearly three after the end of Koschei’s War, Prythian has entered an era of peace unseen since the days of King Fionn himself.
To an outsider, anyway. The reality isn’t as pretty.
The Seasonal Courts have finally found a balance in their coexistence. Autumn finds itself in an era of prosperity and growth under its newly crowned High Lord. Summer staggered at first, but with the finalization of its codified equality laws and a first successful season of its Council of Voices, High Lord Tarquin’s dreams are soon to be a reality. Winter has welcomed a new heir—a son, to join their growing family.
Spring has been revitalized, nearly comparable in splendor to how it was in the years before Amarantha. Cities have been rebuilt, and more and more of Spring citizens have returned from their refuge. Century-long alliances respected; a family reunited at last. And soon, its citizen will celebrate in the most grand celebration: the upcoming nuptials between their beloved High Lord and High Lady.
The Solar Courts, however, have increasingly found themselves in disarray. Though Day prospers as it always has, High Lord Helion finds himself heartbroken over the discovery and subsequent rejection of his only son, who has returned to Spring. Dawn stands strong in its neutrality, but chaotic forces from the north seek to destabilize their hard-earned peace.
A rebellion has formed in the far north. Citizens have fled in dead night, with no traces to be found. Dead, maimed males found scattered over the Illyrian Steppes. Natural disasters ravage the western bank of Night. The Night Court stands alone, its Inner Circle fractured beyond repair as sides are drawn, and mating bonds break. The newly risen Dusk Court has returned to stake its claim on what is rightfully theirs.
The agreed biennial High Lords meeting is soon upon them. A recon mission gone wrong has resulted in multiple hostages in the hands of Night’s sworn enemy. Grudges will be settled; recompense will be delivered. For the High Lady of Spring is out for blood.
#acotar#acotar fics#tamlin#oc: Asterin#pro tamlin#tamlin healing arc#pro nesta#pro lucien#pro azriel#inner circle critical#anti inner circle#dusk court#pro eris vanserra#little sprout verse#tamlin x oc
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Struggling to write so I got to drawing instead. Little bit of a preview for a new reference sheet for Gibbous. Don’t let that innocent face fool you, she will absolutely latch onto an ankle with her shark teeth.
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“Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; And the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.”
Psalm 141:2 KJV
#photography#my photos#connecticut#connecticut shoreline#my photographs#my photography#winter vibes#evening#setting sun#sunset#tree photography#dusk#bible verse of the day#bible verse
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Semi-plotted starter for @theonlytwoalive.
The club's music was pounding in Saskia's ears, almost deafening her but it was one of the best places for her to hunt; nobody would notice someone going missing until the early hours of the morning and by then, she would be long gone.
Her life had changed dramatically after she had her transformation against her will, now she was completely consumed by her bloodlust and desire to take revenge on anyone who'd hurt her, and taken away her choice to live her life.
Taking her victim outside to the dark and dingey side street outside the club, she pushed him against the brick wall and began kissing his neck before her fangs dug into the sensitive skin, giving her the one thing she truly wanted.
She was interrupted by a voice, causing her to drop the body. "If you don't mind, I don't like to be interrupted during my meal."
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ooc; doooo I make a Summoner AU for Leblanc?
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@shadowsing azriel said "every second, i want you too much, and every second, i'm on the verge of wanting you more."
azriel’s decision to reside in the dusk court with her had been a shock. his intentions were still unknown to her because of her hesitation to ask him outright. in her head there were two probabilities; either he pitied her because she’s pregnant and because of her decision to keep it a secret for now she would be going through it alone. or he’s bidding his time until her child is born so he can take them from her and whisk them away to the night court. to his brother. nesta didn’t want to believe azriel capable of the latter, but he was incredibly loyal to both his brothers. although he had always been a good friend to her it would be foolish for her to possibly think he would choose his loyalty to her over his brothers. even if something more had grown between them over the past month that he’s been here. something that both of them had tried and ultimately failed to repress. the two had shared an impulsive kiss last night, one she thinks azriel regrets considering his swift exit afterwards.
she imagined the scene before them would appear quite comical to anyone who would walk in on them. the two of them sat on either ends of the very long dining table, much to nesta’s disdain. she had been the first to arrive at breakfast and thought sitting at one end would make azriel more comfortable, but she didn’t think him to be ridiculous enough to sit at the other end. when he had sat she casted a withering look toward him and sighed. there was no greeting from either of them and they ate their breakfast in silence. when the clashing of silverware against the dishware became too much for nesta she pinned him with a steely look. “are we not going to talk about what happened last night? we’re just going to pretend we didn’t kiss?”
there was nothing but silence from him and nesta couldn’t gauge what he was feeling and after a few minutes she believed he wouldn’t respond. she didn’t blame him, there was something fundamentally wrong with her. something that made people never choose her and ashamed they felt anything toward her. perhaps she had grown accustomed to this feeling because the tears she braced herself for never came or maybe she had just built those walls of ice too thick this time around. with her appetite gone, she pushed her plate away and made way to get up when a shadow wrapped itself around her wrist, making her look toward azriel. "every second, i want you too much, and every second, i'm on the verge of wanting you more."
her lips parted slightly as she sat back down fully, but the shadow remained locked around her wrist. “is that why you decided to sit so far from me this morning?” her teeth catch her bottom lip as she considers his words. of course she understood, she felt the same way about him. the spark between them had always been there, they had always been the ones to see each other’s bruised, tattered souls and understood each other in a way no one else had. “why are we restraining ourselves then?” she asks the question, but is sure of the answer. cassian is his brother, the two having a history that goes so deep and nesta is his mate. of course there would be reluctance. “neither of us are tied to anyone anymore, don’t we deserve to be happy too?”
#can you hear me screaming??#☾ ‘ death herself ‘ ( answered )#( verse : high lady of the dusk court )#shadowsing
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@the-light-of-truth - Liked for a Starter! (Read More for Episode 8 spoilers)
So.. this was an airship.
The wind felt strange in his icing. Everything.. well, felt strange. Like he'd been awoken from a neigh endless nap in lonesome darkness. Here he stood, looking over the land of Beast-Yeast from the air. The lands where the Spire lay were now behind them. Fallen back to ruin with the lack of it's master to fuel it..
A master that now stood here, hands on the railing as he looked out with one gold eye, and one blue eye over the near endless continent.
They were on a slow return to Crispia, funny.. how he stood here and not fleeing into the shadows with the minions that called out to him. He.. thought back to where they might be...
Oh well. Perhaps they'll find their way to him, try to 'convince' him that this was not 'what he wanted'. That this wasn't 'him'. Oh.. how naive they were. He.. rage.. his.. anger at his loss, was born of fear. Born of the fear of.. being alone again. Something that only He understood, which was the truth.
That moment of being one, his soul was laid bare to Pure Vanilla Cookie.
And it's what led to to his point. Returning, with the ones he once called enemy, to a land he had not set foot on in ages.
The eyes in the darkness of his icing however spotted movement. Blinking, locking onto the figure moving up behind them.
"Hmmm?" He blinked his main set of eyes, turning around to face the figure.
".. Pure Vanilla Cookie?" He thought they'd be down below, resting. They had collapsed before the Spire was set to collapse by using so much power..
"Is.. something wrong? You should be resting."
#[ CRK ] - [ For the Happiness of all Cookies - Pure Vanilla Cookie ]#[ CRK ] - [ The True Fount of Knowledge - Blueberry Yogurt Cookie ]#[ VERSE ] - [ Dusk Over Dawn - Post-Purification ]#[ user ] - [ the-light-of-truth ]#[ CRK Spoilers ]#[ Chapter 8 Spoilers ]
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@purelyradiating 🤍'd for a one-liner.
❝ Oh, ah, I'm afraid that photograph will only come out all white ... ❞
#test muse ✩‧₊˚ beautiful as dusk#// I saw in the main verse shes an investigator so maybe she has a camera or something :0c? Hope this works ^^;#// could have been an accident as well
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So I have already complained several times on here that Dr. Stewart is the one who pushed me into actually being a full-on furry and he isn't even an anthro himself (yeah yeah he has the kitsune no me and the fox points and his Golden Fox we can be furries together)
And now. I will complain that Andy and Ryu pushed me into being a full-on dragon scaley for real and they're not even the slightest bit furry or scaley or anything besides having animal-themed vehicles, I am just the delusional one who keeps writing and drawing Stewart as an actual anthro fox and Andy and Ryu as full on dragons,
#dusk rambling#well i haven't drawn the dragons yet but i will someday. probably.#dragons are hard to draw. unfortunately commissioning people to draw dragons is also expensive.#we shall see which wins out#im so. obsessed with this verse i'll be in the middle of writing smth else and then go back and read Shelter again#i want more of it but idek what i'd even write them doing lmao#besides se-(i am forcibly removed from the premises)
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OOC: Doing a bit of plotting with a good friend. Involving the movie-verse I created for Volt and Harmony. Or as they were called in that universe, Fourteen and Thirty, respectively.
With much plotting, chatting, back and forth, etc., we've come up with more lore that I want to make available for all those who might want to interact with the little mischief-makers.
A few years have passed since their debut, putting Fourteen at the age of 15 and Thirty at the age of 10. After their escape from G.U.N., the pair ran through a Golden Ring that brought them right to the feet of one Julius Ivo Robotnik (!Anti!MovieRobotnik written by @reflections-of-mobius ). He took them in, tended to their injuries from running, and attempted to find them a safe place to live their life.
Turned out the safest place was right there with him and the last five years have been the children learning what it means to be children.
During the five year gap, Julius' military S.W.O.R.D. attacked them while they slept and they were forced to run after the organization captured him. They spent some time hiding before coming back to repair the damage caused to their home. Fourteen, having learned how to handle the tools and communicate with the Egg pods and Tire (Their home), was able to get a plan together to rescue Julius.
While the rescue goes off without a hitch, the sight of Julius in the state S.W.O.R.D. left him in was enough to have Fourteen at the time lose control of his powers and take out all of the organization's tech (without harming the Egg pods). They use that time to escape and lay low while Julius recovered.
The children consider Julius' Egg pods as siblings and while only thirty calls him it (papa), both of them consider the man a father.
After spending hours scouring through baby names and books, they've come up with their own names.
Thirty has taken the name Izzy (a play on her way of saying 'Is she' when running around. 'Izzy over here. Izzy over there?'). Fourteen has taken the name Roman. Because it sounded like a strong name and his powers reminds him of a Roman Candle at times.
#escaped their fate: movie verse#dusk mumbles: ooc#gun file: movie verse#gentle doctor/doctor dad: julius#reflectionsofmobius
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“God’s glory is on tour in the skies,
God-craft on exhibit across the horizon.
Madame Day holds classes every morning,
Professor Night lectures each evening.
3-4 Their words aren’t heard,
their voices aren’t recorded,
But their silence fills the earth:
unspoken truth is spoken everywhere”
(Psalm 19:1-4)
#my photos#connecticut shoreline#my photographs#my photography#bible quote#bible verses#evening#sunset pics#dusk#2024
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Continued from here with @theonlytwoalive.
Saskia knew how hard it was for Theo to keep going without feeding for a while, it was why she offered herself to him. The first time they'd done it hurt like hell, almost vowing to never do it again. But in a few short months, Saskia was hooked on it. Theo of course got their use from it, but Saskia got a high from being fed on, better than any drug or alcohol, she didn't want it to stop.
"Fuck," she whimpered out, gripping their shoulders as she could feel her mind just drift away. She knew she had to stay somewhat aware to be able to tell him to stop before he killed her but it sometimes was like stopping sex right before the orgasm, almost impossible.
#[ replies ]#theonlytwoalive#[ after dusk verse ]#// it's okay sas just admit you're a masochist#[ never let me down again; queued ]
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Waifu Meter
"Okay. Wow. Rude. Pretty sure there's an entire nation and then some who would disagree..."
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[P5/Alola crossover scene]
Host: [gets slipped a cue card] oh! [stands up] And now we’d like to pose a few questions to some random members of our audience.
[As she walks down the aisle, people raising their hands all “pick me!” She at last stops next to the group. Holds out the mic to Kiawe sitting on the end of the aisle.]
Host: Ah, you. [pulls up card to read what was prepared] Hypothetically speaking, IF the Phantom Thieves were to exist, do you think what they're doing is right?
Team: ?! [all of them turn to him in dismay]
Hiro: [bitterly under his breath.] Random member my ass.
Keala: [elbows him]
Kiawe: [No, no. He has to agree. It feels a little too on the nose to pick him out with a question regarding the most recent turn of events. Leans into the mic as he tries to keep his gaze on Ilima, not the host] I think they're able to do more than the police.
Keala: [soft sighs] Kiawe….
Ilima: [leans back slightly into his seat with a bit of a smile] Growing up in Alola myself, I'm aware that our forces are under equipped for the task. But to their credit, we believe these so-called Phantom Thieves are a threat too great for any local task force to take on alone. That's why I'm here to announce that, as of last night, the case of the Phantom Thieves was transferred over to the International Police.
Kiawe: [clears throat and motions to take the mic back] Is the confession of a single corrupt instructor really enough of a “great threat” to need that kind of man power?
Team: …. [Honestly holding their breath at this point. If the rest of the audience wasn’t already kinda looking in their direction, would probably try to get his attention.]
Host: [Honestly not sure if she should head back down or not, but seems to be beaming at the hot debate that seems to be brewing. Looks back to Ilima for a reply]
Ilima: Under normal circumstances, I would think not. However, I’m sure you’ve at least heard of the case with Ein, a formerly wanted man from Orre, who also had a sudden need to turn himself in last month. The chain of events were too similar to be a coincidence. And being connected to people from two different regions does make this an international affair, but it’s potentially more serious than that.
Audience: ??? [cautious glances and whispers all around]
Host: Oh my! Would you be able to explain to us exactly what makes it so ~dangerous~ then? Some people have started to say that these confessions have proven to be a good thing.
Ilima: “Good” is a highly debatable term when it comes to dealing with criminals. They are still human after all. Whether or not people think they deserved it, I find the Phantom Thieves’ actions to be highly unethical. To force this change of heart is almost no better than brainwashing. [shakes head] Don’t misunderstand. Ein was a long time threat that has been trouble even for the Interpol to deal with. A high profile criminal. But this time it was a much smaller affair that was on someone’s personal request; which we found had been posted in a recently made Festival Plaza dedicated to the heroics of the Phantom Thieves. How do they do this? Why? What is their range? These are all questions we need answers to because even if what Mr. Elator did was truly horrendous, it bears a bit like the start of a slippery slope. Where is the line before the witch hunting begins and people get hurt over petty complaints?
Audience Member: [shouts out] I heard they ONLY go after criminals.
Team: ??? [well, it’s good to know some people are on their side]
Ilima: As I said, it is all purely speculation right now, and as we only just opened the case. There’s still a lot of evidence to sort through in these two trials. However, I am here to assure the people of Alola that we are not going to tolerate the fear and uncertainty instilled by having an anonymous group of vigilantes deciding they can change the masses to their suit their idea of justice. As an example, allow me to pose you another question.
Host: … [goes to lower the mic again to Kiawe]
Ilima: If a friend of yours, say, the girl next to you-
Keala: o.O [had started to cover her face, but sits up to realize they’re talking about her]
Hau: o.o; [looks to her as well]
Ilima: If she were to suddenly start acting strange, a change of heart even, would you believe it's because she was guilty of something? Or that she merely ticked off someone with certain connections? Would she “deserve it” just because the Phantom Thieves were told she was bad? Or would you want your own form of justice for what happened to her since you should know her better than them? While no one has come to the defense of these criminals, it’s only a matter of time before they target the wrong person.
Kiawe: I would think if there’s only been two cases that were over a month apart, these “attacks” aren’t dealt out so easily. I…. [Hesitates so he can choose his words carefully] I can’t say I understand how or why they do this, but I should hope they would choose their targets as delicately as you choose your cases. With evidence and research before taking it on.
Ilima: [A little smug as though he’s winning this debate] Well unless you or I were to have some way of asking them, I guess we'll never know.
[More whispers start to run through the crowd]
Host: An excellent point on both sides~! Though, Detective, if that were true, then that would make the Phantom Thieves similar to the police then, wouldn’t it?
Ilima: [smiles] Indeed. It’s a bit intriguing to hear such a strong defense for them. Except, they still operate outside of the law and by their own judgment to what is “right.” And I will fully reiterate that while it may be good for now, such power is looking to be easily abused. There may only be two large scale operations that the public is aware of, but with a more intensive investigation, it may reveal there are far more cases still to be discovered. But thank you for giving us all some food for thought.
Host: [Oh, you done then? Seems they’re being moved to commercial, so she heads back down to the stage] Well! I know I said we had time for a few questions, but that one really threw us all for a doozy! Why don’t we take a poll? How many in our audience think the Phantom Thieves are in the right? And how many agree with our Detective? We’ll have the results when we come back!
[Without seeing the results, the scene fades to after the show as the audience is leaving]
Hau: [Saddened and sounds full of uncertainty] Well that sure was… enlightening. Hiro: Yeah, but there's no way those bastards didn't target Kiawe on purpose.
Keala: [Nods and looks up at him on that note] You okay? I got nervous when she stopped by us, but you were kind of amazing back there.
Kiawe: [Flushes a bit with embarrassment] Oh… um… Thank you. I admit, I didn’t mean to get so heated with him. Unfortunately, this isn't the first time I've had to speak with police who seem like they’re trying to get me to admit to any involvement. [Looks down with a bit of shame to admit that.]
Rotom: [Softly, with a mix of concern and defensiveness for their friend’s sake] Either way, Hau izz right. I think you got him to zzay more than he intended to. We need to talk to ZZoffy about the Fezztival Plazza being watched.
Hiro: Eh, it was on the T.V., he’ll probably hear on his own. I’m sure the media is gonna be swarming all over the interview later.
Keala: Yeah… [crosses her arms across her stomach like she’s feeling sick just thinking of all that attention] And it sure gave him a platform to paint us as the bad guys here. He does… have a point. >.>
Boys: ???
Keala: Using all this to force people into changing does make it sound like an abuse of power. Even if they’re criminals, is it really right for us to get involved like this?
Rotom: That’zz not for Ilima to decide. You all received your Perzzona as a call to injustice. Legal or not, it izz for you to follow what you feel izz right.
Hau: In that case, we should take some time to think about it before we make our next move. Wanna split up for now and we’ll meet at the mall around eight?
Keala: Fine by me, I need to run by the house anyway.
[Hau and Hiro just wave her off as she leaves, and with a little nod of agreement, Rotom slips away into Hiro’s backpack as usual]
Hiro: [Lightly slaps Hau on the back] While she does that, I think WE need to make a stop by the lab.
Hau: Yeah, and I think he should come with. [Looks to Kiawe] Would that be okay?
Kiawe: [seems to have been lost in thought during all this] Hm?
Hau: The Dimensional Research Lab run by Professor Burnet. It’ll be on the way home.
Kiawe: Ah. I don’t see why not.
Hiro: Cool. I’m gonna grab something out of the vending machine then.
Hau: ‘Kay, I’m gonna grab a drink real quick, too.
Kiawe: I’ll meet you both at the door.
[As the other two dart away around the corner, Kiawe doesn’t seem to get very far before a familiar voice calls over to him. He steps back against the wall to let a few people continue to pass by as he watches Ilima trot up the steps to meet him.]
Kiawe: Yes?
Ilima: I’m glad I managed to catch you. [warm smile] I thought I saw you in the audience, but I wasn’t sure until they made you speak up.
Kiawe: [MADE being the key word there, given he didn’t normally like speaking out like that. Still, it was nice to actually see Ilima more like his usual self instead of the arrogant tone he gave onstage. Slides his hands behind his back as he leans against the wall more casually] I apologize for putting you on the spot like that. I’m sure you only wanted a “yes” or “no” answer.
Ilima: [waves it off] Actually I wanted to thank you for that. There are so few people these days who are willing to challenge me. [Heh] Being a certified genius, I suppose that makes them feel I must be infallible. Untrue, of course, but who wants to be the one to tell me I’m wrong? Kiawe: [Nods in understanding, but his expression is clear. Is there a… point to all this?]
Ilima: … [Can take a hint. Ahem] I thought today’s discussion was quite fruitful. Now that the G-Men have taken over the Phantom Thieves case, I’ll be appearing in public much more frequently as their spokesperson. You gave me a delightful taste of how to handle the tough questions I’ll likely be facing when dealing with the actual press.
Kiawe: I’ll look forward to hearing from you. We haven’t seen you in years. >.>;
Ilima: [soft hum as he glances away] Yes, well… Life just gets in the way sometimes, doesn’t it? You’ve been through quite a lot since we last met. I had a few more questions I wanted to ask you privately.
Kiawe: [Rolls his eyes. Why would it be anything else? Restrained] Is here really the place for an interrogation?
Ilima: [Holds up his hands to show he’s unarmed and meant no harm by it] Nothing of the sort! But something you said earlier had me wondering, and I thought… Well, just between you and me, you seemed quite passionate in your defense of these Thieves.
Kiawe: My passions tend to get the best of me. That's not exactly news. [soft smile though it's only short lived] I’ll admit, I was pretty angry with their interference at first. And what happened with Elator… Well, it’s thrown everything in my life upside-down.
Hau: [Had returned when heard the familiar voice, as he wanted to catch Ilima as well if he could, before meeting the other two outside. Freezes when he realizes who he’s talking to. Tries to press himself into the alcove of the theater exits and listen in.]
Kiawe: [Understatement of the year as he pauses to think how to word this] But I’ve had a few weeks to think it over, and I feel like they've actually given me control of my life back. Not just me, but the rest of my troupe as well. [casually shrugs] Consider me a fan.
Ilima: [shakes head] All very noble, I'm sure. But I would like to remind you that idolizing such people can be dangerous too. When even they call themselves “thieves,” I'm sure they're aware that what they're doing is wrong. I would hate to think that someone who just escaped the hands of a great manipulator would fall prey so easily to another terrible influence.
Kiawe: [Coldly, crossing a line there, buddy.] I'm not that weak. Or are you also implying I might be working for them?
Ilima: [Wide shrug, and feigns innocence] I only know what I have read in the reports, but the police seem to have their suspicions. As your friend, I was merely hoping for the truth. To have gotten so close to your teacher, your house, I think you would have seen them around at least. When it appears we’re dealing with a team of vigilantes, surely you would have noticed some strange activity leading up to the attack.
Kiawe: If this were a normal attack, it would make sense that there would have been strangers lurking in our neighborhood, but even you said that their methods are a mystery. Almost supernatural. I may be the first suspect, but you should really ask yourself: why would I want to help them, when I had the most to lose?
Hau: [sinks down a bit to be reminded of that]
Kiawe: [What, no comeback? He can see the former Captain is at least thinking on it.] I know you only just started the case, but the police told me they found out Elator’s son was the one to make the request to the Phantom Thieves. I hadn't even heard of them before all this.
Ilima: [Just smiles sweetly as he thought of one] Part of the great mystery, I suppose. Though it does seem logical that after years of abuse and threats. Seeing how your benefactor only wanted you for your talents, and became quite the monster in the lengths he would go to with you and other students; it’s possible that as you learned about his obsession, you wouldn't be the least bit tempted to get revenge?
Kiawe: [Has to admit, that’s pretty much what happened. Still, he’s not lying as his voice softens] Except I never saw myself as a victim. It felt wrong. I hated him sometimes, but I was convinced the only way to chase my own ambitions was to endure it long enough to eventually leave. If I had been smarter, or hadn't known him as long as I have, I would have realized sooner. But if I had seen him that way, and hypothetically, I somehow had that same power as the Phantom Thieves have to cause these changes, do you think I would have put up with it for so long?
Ilima: [Shifts uncomfortably as the question seems to strike a nerve. His tone softens with an air of bitterness rather than sadness] I think it's very possible considering the consequences. As you said, you had everything to lose if you tried.
Hau: [Yeeeeaaaah, he’s got them pegged. Oh gosh. While it seems like Ilima’s tone also wants to reveal something, it’s time to bail. Slides through the door rather excitedly] Kiawe~! What happened to meeting us outside?
Kiawe: [motions to Ilima] Obviously, I got a bit delayed.
Ilima: Alola, Champion Hau! I hadn't expected to meet you in a place like this.
Hau: Are you kidding? You're like one of the biggest names in Melemele and helped me get my start. There's no way I wouldn't come see ya for your first visit back in over a year~! [looks between them] But uh… you guys just catching up or something? I didn't mean to butt in or anything.
Kiawe: More like continuing our debate from earlier. |D;;
Hau: Ah… Well no need to be so formal with me. The Champion thing is basically bragging rights right now while we’ve been settling into this whole world-league-ambassador… thing. I just got back from Kanto about a month ago it feels like.
Ilima: [Soft smile] It's still nice to hear such praise from someone as prestigious as you've grown to be. [Curious as he points between them] Though when did you two become such friends?
Kiawe: Just recently. After hearing about my situation, Hau offered me his place to stay. It’s a house so it’s spacious enough to go about our own activities, but it has been nice getting to know each other better since I moved in.
Ilima:
[Mildly impressed] It seems our first Champion is quite the charitable one. Must be nice. I'm sorry for keeping you though. I didn’t realize you two had plans.
Hau: Just going to grab some malasadas. The show was fun, but I'm pretty starved. You wanna come with?
Kiawe: [Quirks an eyebrow at him, wondering what he’s thinking]
Ilima: I think I'll have to pass. I really should be going, but I simply had to stave my curiosity for the day. [Looks to Kiawe] I should be the one to apologize though. I’m only just starting in my new position and I may have come on a bit strong. I'll see you both around, won't I?
Hau: Sure! See ya later then~ [waves him off]
Kiawe: Hmph. “A bit strong”? [Crosses his arms in annoyance as he watches him disappear down the hall] He certainly changed his tune real quick once you showed up.
Hau: Yeah… I guess because I've got “prestige” now, he thinks he has to be nice to me.
Kiawe: [softly] Or to cover up what we'd been discussing when you came in. It's not like he has any reason to suspect you of thievery.
Hau: [Still feels guilty about that] Sorry, I should have stepped in a lot sooner.
Kiawe: [Not mad, but pleasantly surprised by the little sneak. Almost amused to find out what he knew] You heard all that then? Then why did you invite him?
Hau: [cheeky grin] To make you cringe. [more serious] Honestly, I wanted to be friendly while calling his bluff. If he came with us, we might have gotten to have a nice normal conversation to learn what he's been up to all this time. And if not, it at least gives the impression we're just goofing off somewhere. Being nice tends to make people less on edge around you. Besides, we're going to talk to Burnet about thieves stuff, he doesn’t need to be anywhere near there.
Kiawe: ….That's surprisingly clever of you.
Hau:
Hey, between your skills in dodging questions and Rotom’s palace lessons, I should hope I'm learning to cover my tracks. Come on. I'm sure Hiro is starting to wonder where we went.
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A/N: And now for something different! A friend got me all happy to ramble on about this P5 / Alola region crossover I was obsessed with years ago, and it gave me the urge to pull up my old document for it. There's not a full story here, just a ton of scattered clips that reference a lot of scenes and events from P5 but obviously things are much different and more expanded on in how the crossover verse functions. Ahem.... This scene was too long for me to share with the Discord so I just needed to post it somewhere I could link. But uh, if there's any interest, I may post more from this universe because I'm forever surprised just how much we wrote for it.
This whole extensive mess came up from this silly exchange:
Haji: With Kiawe... well there's a few things. 1) He's still working on how to social cue. Yes, he understands some of the pressure Ilima went through better than others because he was in the same position and they were, albeit vaguely and only through said position, friends? 2) With the TV station thing, which I'll probably get into tomorrow given the time and the length of the scene, I kinda like the idea of the whole gang there (up to that point) going to check it out only instead of Hau being chosen (because I always joke "And of course we get chosen XD" because protag) it was actually with Kiawe. Since I'm sure being so shortly after the Teacher's Palace, Ilima being the little ass that he is here, probably spotted him in the audience and was like "Huh, and mind if I ask you a question then?" which naturally has the other four silently going "Oh fuck" but then of course it turns out to just be "So, hypothetically, if these thieves are real, do you think what they did was right?" Kiawe's a fairly confident individual, and especially since he's got no reason to view Ilima as any sort of authority figure (they're still on the same level in his mind, and Ilima's still like... the intern anyway, he's not even a real cop / detective yet) and it's like "Tch, yeah?" .... The group goes back, to internally screaming XD Kitty: PFFFFF XD Haji: I'm sure Keala is fighting back a face palm with the whole "They do more than the cops" option you can do in the game XD Kitty: "Oh fuck" is the only appropriate response XD Haji: Although let's be honest, no one else would have done well with that question
#Pokemon#Persona 5#Alola#.....Sorta#crossover#Kiawe#Ilima#Hau#Original Characters#Keala#Hiro#TW language#I don't normally use a lot of language in my stories but P5 stuffs just asks for it XD#Also this verse influenced Alolan Dusk a lot so if I do share more scenes expect to see some repeated concepts#even if they go in wildly different directions#Also funny since most of the team end up being the usual suspects from SuMo#Ilima has little to no idea who he's dealing with when they eventually dunk on him#Kiawe being in Yusuke's position is funny because in P5 almost everyone went to same school so he's the outsider#Just worked out here that he had his own plot going on away from protag stuff#and is quickly discovering how much weirdness the others are totally used to#long post#ramble ramble ramble
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