#5ws and how?

[soullessseraphim]

Magical necrosis problems 😔

[vesuviaweekly]

Vesuvia Weekly: Prompt for October 9th - 23rd

You voted, so here it is!

"Who, What, Where, Why, When, and HOW?"

With that, the "All's Fair in Love and War" prompt is officially closed!

The tags are the usual #vesuvia weekly and for this specific prompt, #5Ws and HOW?. The masterlist for all works submitted for this prompt will be under the poll for next week :D

MASTERLIST

Julian finds MC stuck on a roof by @majulians-groupie

Magical Necrosis Problems by @soullessseraphim

The Songbird's Backstory by @sweetestlittledarling

Kyle's 5 W's and How by @fox-daddy

The Many Questions of Damian by @mermaidchan05

[majulians-groupie]

Headcannon idea! The main 6 finding mc stuck on the roof. How did they get there? Who knows!.

I LOVE THIS!!SOO....

Sorry that it took me so long to update,I will be doing all of the ideas that you guys recommended,it is just that it may take some time since studying architecture consumes my life energy.(LITERALLY,MY INSOMNIA ALMOST IMPROVED SINCE THE TERM STARTED😭)

I started writing a prologue to set the scene and I accidentally again wrote a 3.5k fluff one-shot.I'M SORRY I HAD TO,when I realised that my bullets were TOO long for a headcannon post , there was no coming back really.SOO,I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it,it was such a fun idea.Thanks for the feedback,it is amazing when we guys interact with eachother and share ideas!My dear anon,I hope you enjoy the belated reply!🪷✨️

EDIT:This idea fits surprisingly well with #vesuviaweekly 's latest theme,so I will be adding some very minor changes to make the story fit into that theme perfectly and submit it!♡

•To the fic:

♡JulianxMc FLUFF

"An unconventional proposal"♡

!(Just to disclaim,I tried to keep this gender neutral,so the words "knight" and "damsel" refer more to the stereotypes of these roles rather than the gender they traditionally come with")!

It was a casual Monday morning.You had just woken up and you were getting ready for the day.You decided you wanted to wear your favorite opal ring that was a perfect match to the earrings you were also wearing today.The thing is,the ring was nowhere to be found in your jewelry box.You angrily muttered to yourself as you were searching your entire bedroom,making a mess out of everything.It wasn't that you were so desperate to wear it today,it was just that this ring wa special,as it was a gift from Julian.

Julian,the sweetheart he was,had noticed you starring at it at the display of that jewelry shop every time you passed by.You were hesitant to buy it for yourself,since it was kinda expensive,but your softboi doctor decided it had been a while since he gave you a gift.He indeed, was a firm believer that gifts were not only meant gor birthdays and special occasions but for any moment you wish to give a little bit of joy to a person you love.He also generally loved to throw little surprises for you from time to time.

As you were getting angry that you couldn't find it anywhere,you see something shining from the window.It was your own ring,trapped in Malak's beak.You make a dissapointed gesture as you walk towards the raven

-"Of course.."

"Malak!Please give it back,I know it is shiny and you love it,but I don't want you to drop it like you did my necklace last time!Someone had snatched it off the street in seconds!

You knew it sounded ridiculous,but you could swear Malak glared at you before turning his back on you

-"OHH don't act offended mister!You got to admit you are just as clumsy as Ilya is.That's why you are so perfect for eachother!",you say in a fake sweet voice

Apparently your smartalk has only managed to piss him off more,since he decided to fly away.

"FUCK!"

As you climb up the window and jump to the front garden ,you notice malak on the roof,looking at you with a smug expression.You couldn't understand how a bird could express emotion so well.On the other hand,it was of course,Julian who would have the most dramatic familiar to ever exist.

-Malak come down!I have to open the shop!Asra is away with his parents!Come on!

As Malak literally ignores your entire existence, you hastily fetch the ladder  climbing on top of the roof and screaming muttering to yourself.

-"I.NEVER.SIGNED.UP.FOR.MORNING.RAVEN.SITTING"

You calm yoursef down as you try to keep balance, and you slowly get close to the thelittlethiefbundle Malak.

-"Please Malak,come on!I haven't even had coffee yet!"

As Malak gets a little bit  sympathetic to the well known fact that you were INDEED not a morning person,--and has been entertained enough by the whole to ordeal to get bored of your little cat and mouse game--he decided to fly back to you.

However,as he makes a movement and gains momentum,a stone hits his body and he falls to the ground,dropping the ring to the garden.You get over your shock as you see a bunch of kids no older than 12 years of age ,holding slingshots, laughing at the scene.

-"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" you exclaimed angrily

"You can't hit animals like that!"

-"Oh but it's fun!"One of the kids,that seems to be the oldest and the possible "leAdEr" of the group replies as the rest keep laughing loudly.

-"No it is not!You could have seriously hurt him!" You notice that thankfully Malak is okay,and he is slowly flying back to you.

"What if his wing had been broken?"

-"But he stole your ring,we were helping YOU!" another kid exclaims.

-"He was just messing around!All pets do stupid things from time to time,but you are never supposed to be violent with them!"

-"Oh calm down nerd" the same kid says,which earns even more raucous laughter from the rest of the group

-"You little s-"

Your insult is interrupted by surprise as you notice one of the kids picking up your ring from the sidewalk.

-"Put that down,it's not yours!"

You make a movement towards the ladder,but two of the kids notice you and before you can reach it,they grab it and throw it down.

-"HEYY!" You scream as you almost loose your balance,but thankfully steadying yourself up.

-"Since you don't seem so upset about that ring being stolen,maybe it is time for it to go to someone that appreciates it" the oldest kid shouts cheeckily.

He picks up your earring from the floor and makes a move to leave with the rest of his little gang following him.Even though Malak could be injured,that doesn't seem to stop him from immediately flying towards the kid's hair and grabbing it with his tallons.

You stare at the scene in horror as the rest of the kids try to untagle Malak from their friend's hair,but to avail.When one of the kids gets particularly aggressive, the raven bites them sharply making the kid run away screaming and crying.Seeing that they ought not to mess with Malak, the rest of them run away as well.The oldest kid,now alone with Malak still pulling his hair rather aggressively,tries to grab malak from his neck.This throws off Malak,and surprisingly,in one swift motion,the kid manages to get free from his tallons,but the raven still chases him down in hope of getting the ring back,leaving you alone on the roof.As you try to get over the shock of what you just witnessed,you can't manage to feel a little bit bad about the little rascal,but can't deny that he got a well deserved lesson about both animal cruelty and stealing.

"That will teach him some respect",you muttered to no one but yourself.

"Do some parents even bother to teach their children basic principles?"

You quickly realize there is literally nothing to help you climb back to the ground safely that does not involve a great amount of risk,a self induced levitation spell included.Since there is no one around to help you in case of injury,you decided to chill on the roof and enjoy the scenic view of your roof.It was literally one of the reasons you and Julian chose this house.It may be a little small cosy and a little far from the city center,but the view that hill gave you and the peace the little grove of trees is creating more than makes up for it.

The sounds of the cicadas and the birds chirping reminded you of your hometown. It wasn't long ago since you suddenly started getting flashbacks from the life before .

It first started with blur,infant memories of your early childhood,which mostly consisted of sounds and smells rather than images.As the months passed,your dreams were becoming filled with memories of you and your siblings playing,singing,fighting and your parents scolding you or laughing at scene.Your memories were still kinda foggy ,and their timeline was not exactly linear , but it gets better and clearer over time and still is of course,better than not remembering nothing at all.

You almost don't realize you begin to doze off,as the last thing you remember is watching a little chipmunk stuff it's cheecks with some seeds he found on the ground.

It was a lazy late evening.Last day of the week,and Vesuvia was going through its golden hour tranquility,where the the market stalls and the shops would close,giving their place to the lively taverns and dimly lit pubs.The only people left on the streets were merchants that were gathering up their stuff,or workers that were sheepishly returning home from their jobs.Julian was one of them, and was tired .

Even though open clinic days were the most entertaining, as he had the chance to socialize and come in touch with people from all around the city,there was always one vital issue.Along with his energy, they would also drain his social battery.And yes,even he,the infamous theater kid  community theater star doctor had one.

And when in times like that,he could only speak to one person in the entire world,his darling MC.He was feeling a bit dim as they had not spoken to eachother at all today,since he woke up earlier than them,and didn't have a heart to wake them up.Limiting himself to a kiss on the forehead and a silent promise of one of their regulars cuddling-while-they-look-at-the stars-and-discusssng-about-life-while-slowly-falling-asleep-in-each-others-arms sessions,he left a goodmorning note on the kitchen and left for the clinic.

It was insane to him how well they communicate. How speaking to them somehow would make his mind relaxed,his chest lighter and his soul calmer,as if all the troubles in the world were insignificant.He was so greatful of those little moments of serenity.Six years ago,he wouldn't be able to convince himself that the existence of one person,could make him understand the importance of cherishing life rather than enduring it.

As he reached their home ,his sweet thoughts were interrupted by genuine surprise which didn't know whether it should turn to concern or laughter.

Not only MC was sitting on the roof alone,but they appeared to be calmly sleeping as if nothing was wrong.Julian quickly reached the house and went under the spot of the roof that MC was laying.He wanted to make sure they hadn't somehow fainted.To how on earth he found them unconscious on the fucking roof,was problem for another minute.

-"MC!MC ARE YOU OKAY?OMG

WHAT THE HEL-"

-"OH darling HI!"

You woke up startled,squinting your eyes,smiling at the site of your beloved doctor.

"You alright?You look tired!Was open clinic worse than usual?"

-"I...uh..WHAT?"

Julian could seriously not find the words to express his question and surprise about not only your whereabouts,but to also as to how could you take them for granted.

Seeing the confused look on his face made you remember that he indeed,found you sleeping on the fucking roof,so he pretty much deserved an explanation.

-"OHHH fuck.Yeah..about that...well,it's kind of a long story.."

-"Yeah I ASSUMED that love.Mind filling me in?You know I can't resist them",he smirks and looks at you playfully,now that he is sure that you are okay.He really can't wait to hear that one.

As you fill him in on the events of the morning,you begin to realize Malak has not returned yet.

-"You think something has happened to him?"you say worriedly.

-"No love,he is alright!I actually saw him chilling on his birdhouse at the clinic's garden before I left.No need to worry about him!He honestly looked rather calm, nestling and eating his snacks.He actually even accepted the almonds I have been trying to make him eat off my hand for ages.He also did not appear injured.Your knight in shining armor probably got tired and wanted to rest a little.."

-"But my ring..."

-"There is no use crying over tangible goods my dear."

-"But it was from you!",you said in an almost childlike naivety.

-"I will always be here,ready to go to the bowels of the earth,to fetch the finest of rings this world has to offer,one worthy to match your beauty,my fair damsel.But first,I am afraid I will have to assist your safe return back to the ground."

You see that look on his face,the spark in his gaze and his polished way-too-charming-for-his-own-damn-good smirk of his.He now is in theater mode. Well,there is really only one way from now on...

-"Oh my dear knight,thank goodness for your arrival!I was beginning to worry I will stay here for ages!Who knows what would happen if I were to miss the harvest ball?It would be such a scandal!"

-"I don't know whether you could really avoid that my fair lady.Court has been whispering you know.They speak of your shenanigans.They say that you are a scandal waiting to happen."

He throws the flirtiest and cheeckiest expression.

-"Oh..that's what have they been saying now haven't they?And where do you stand,curious knight?Do you wish to undig the secrets the face of the next subject of royal gossip is holding?While you also pretend to offer me guardianship nevertheless!How dishonorable of you!How dare you carry that shield and look me in the eyes?"

-"Honestly love, I wasn't exactly looking at your eyes at the moment though they are the most beautiful th..OH...um",Julian stutters as he realizes he broke character,which is very unusual for him.

"I am terribly sorry,my lovely vision!I wholeheartedly swear to you that my intentions were as pure as the light of the morning sun!It is just that I got enchanted by your glowing presence my dear!And can you really blame my curiousity?Who would not want to learn more about the secrets that angelic face holds?Oh,the witty and devilish thoughts everyone whispers you are capable of!I could only hope of ever gaining your trust to share them with me!"

As he steadies the ladder and carefully climbs towards you,he extends his arm.

"My love,I am happy to announce your little adventure is over!I am here to assist your safe return to the ground !Would you do me the honor of-

As Julian speaks a loud caw is heard from a distance.

-"Malak!" you exclaimed!

Malak flies towards Julian's hand with an incredible speed,dropping none other but your ring to his hand.

"Heyy!You got it back!Thanks buddy!You are amazing!" you excitedly say to him

As you turn towards Julian,you begin to realize,that he is positioned on a level lower than you,now with a ring on his hand.

Your nervoussness and awkwardness betray you as you simply stare at him,biting your lips,not knowing how to break that damn iceberg the ice

-"Uhhhh...."

You could see Julian's cheecks getting scarlet,his gaze anxiously going from the ring,to you .After a few very long seconds,he starts staring at the distance,his anxious expression ,turns into a michevious one with a playfull smirk appearing on his face.However,his gaze hid something more.A meaningful and deep look.If you didn't know him that well,you wouldn't also have noticed that the michevious looks was followed by another very specific expression.The expression he made when he realised a situation was getting serious.Our lovely doctor,master of improv,is actually able to handle this rather serious situation more than well.

Your thoughts are racing in your head,not daring to think that he would actually turn this into-

-"So...!!!!"he abruptly interrupts your inner monologue.

He clears his throat,trying to hide his nervousness.He really was a great actor.You wouldn't have realised the panic that hid behind that well practiced barrier if you didn't know him as much as you do.He may knew how to conceal the twitch of his eyelids,and the biting of his lower lip with practiced ease,but you could almost hear his brain-gears gritting.

"My darling MC,you royal Highness.My beautiful flower,sweet dove,light of my life in the darkest of moments and the most treacherous of times!I came here with a proposal!Your return to the ground can not only be done with the utmost of safety,but the acceptance of an offer.An offer that holds the most sacred of promises.A promise to cherish you,to protect you,to love you endlessly and stand by your side as you do what you always do,being the amazing person that you are!From the moment I first saw you I could realize that!Smart,funny,witty,and beautiful with the kindest of souls and the purest of hearts!Always down for a great adventure,one that would make one of the finest of stories to share with our beloved ones over warm drinks,or for us to remember when life shows it's harsh side to us!Always ready to sacrifice their own needs to help others,to open their home to everyone needing shelter and defending the ones that have been wronged even when they are not able to do it for their own selves!A true knight,hiding behind a damsels disguise!I could only dream of being a part of your legendary tale!Seeing it unfold,as the years pass,right in front of my eyes!The greatest of honors a kinght could be granted!Will you, my lovely vision,my comrade in crime,accept my humble offer?

You can't seem to be able to hide your surprise.A huge smile seems to be glued on your face as small tears escape your eyelids.To this day,when you recall this lovely and sweet memory,you still don't understand how on earth you were able to stay in character.

-"My lovely and brave knight!My dashing warrior,one able to overcome the darkest pits of both the mind and the soul.When I first saw you,you blinding presence was able to lit my dark mind,and give me hope.Hope, that things could start to make sense,as they never did around me.You were the last piece of a very chaotic but worth owning puzzle.You were right by my side as everything around me fell apart,as everything I ever knew about my world crumbled before me. As one of the biggest of revelations hit me during the most vulnerable of moments.But you were there.You stood by my side,supported me, became the backbone I needed to keep myself steady and keep fighting,as if we had no other choice if we wanted to protect the world as we knew it.You showed me what true strength meant.The strength of the mind,trust and the strength of patience.These are the ones that allow you to be vulnerable enough to accept the deepest of changes and thus,allowing you to evolve.Thanks to you, I stepped out of my comfort zone,and began the journey of discovering my new self,since the one I used to have was so abruptly taken from me.Thanks to you,I have learned to embrace change and move on,not dwelling into chasing a shadow of a long forgotten past.I learned to look into the future.And you my love,are my future!So yes,it would be only natural to accept your offer,and be your partner in life,along being your no 1 partner in crime!"

I throw a not so subtle wink at the last line.However, as soon as I finish pouring my heart to him,I realise I can not hold my tears anymore.But it is not just me.Julian does not even bother to wipe his own tears as he leaps from the last step of the ladder towards me and gathers me into his embrace.I almost feel I could dissappear into his arms,as he holds me as tight as humanly possible without hurting me and cradles my head,more tears of joy falling into my hair.He kisses my forehead and then we share a very emotional and deep kiss that turns into more and more.I feel him smile into my lips,and indeed,a big genuine laugh escapes him.I am now hold his face as I gently try to wipe his tears with my thumbs,beaming at him.

-"Happy about something"?

-"Only about the fact that my partner made me the happiest man alive!!And yeah,being the happiest man alive usually makes you look...I dont know..HAPPY!"I was actually trying to plan this for so long...Always trying to find the perfect time,place and moment.Always rejecting every ring I found at the market because it was not "the one".I was seriously overthinking this,as if deep down I thought a imperfect bad proposal would make you realise how bad I am for you, how I can't provide you with everything you deserve.He sighs.

"I'm sorry it took me so long...Malak must have seen me rehearsing in the mirror and decided to give things a *little* push.You think that's why he took your ring in the first place?"

-"Well..maybe.He always takes every shiny thing he finds at our home though.But I supposed he purposely opened my jewelry box."

You stroke his cheeck

"Anyway,it's not like I wasn't hesitating to plan a proposal as well,even though I wanted this as much as you.We really ought to give credits to Malak,for reminding us how stupid we are to still question how much we mean to each other"

-"Well,at least it worked well for me.I got to be in time to propose you before you did!"

I playfully smack him in the arm.He  chuckles and reaches for my hand,interwining our fingers together and softly kissing it.

For the first time in that evening,I take notice of the night sky behind Julian.How he was sitting exactly in the middle of the diagonal line the galaxy drew along its surface.How the light of the moon and the stars ,along with the help of the dim light the lanterns in our garden provided embraced his features so perfectly.I was simply staring at at him,gaping,admiring him like a work of art,savoring the moment,working on preserving this wonderful memory forever in my mind's eye.

Even though he turns scarlet again,he can't bear but to be a smartass

-"Like what you see darling?

-"Very much dear"

We share another passionate kiss,and we end up on the highest point of the roof,nestled in each other's arms,admiring the beautiful scenery for the thousandth time as if it was the first.And in a sense,it was the first.That day we made a promise.That day we finally overcame our fears,trusted eachother and expressed an internal promise we had actually silently made years ago.A promise rather simple but complex at the same time. That we will always be by each other's side.That day,was the first day of our life.

☆☆☆

Sooo,THAT WAS ALL FOLKS!

I hope you liked it,I know it was kinda long,so if you are still with me,you truly are one of a kind🩷✨️🪷.

I didn't even plan to turn this into a proposal fic,it just kinda happened along the way LMAO.In retrospect however,this feels exactly like the way Julian would propose.Out of a sudden AND in theater mode.Gotta love the ✨️chaos✨️

Tell me if you want Headcannons of the same incident with the rest of the M6,I am thinking of writing them!

Until next time,if architecture has not consumed me

Stay cool,stay chill stay HYDRATED

Eva🩷🪷✨️

[fox-daddy]

Kyle's 5W's and How

After thinking about this for a bit, I decided to use this to dive into Kyle a bit more and hopefully show why I love him. This is inspired by @sweetestlittledarling's post.

(Note; this takes place post-plague and pre-game. Think a few days before the game is set.)

Who is Kyle?

Kyle is a young magician's apprentice who's around two years younger than Asra.

He has bright blue eyes with small islands of green scattered throughout them. This is due to having segmented heterochromia in both eyes. (He has been told he has the world in his eyes.)

He has short, fluffy, bright red hair that's less curly than Asra's but just as fluffy.

Kyle has a skin tone closest to Muriel's, but if you look closely, you can see little specks of dark skin (freckles) but also pale, harder-to-see ones.

Standing at a whopping 4'4, he makes even Portia look tall. His small height is surprisingly not genetic but rather a magic phenomenon that happens in his birth country. Birds, lizards, bats, dragons, fish, and plants all have the chance to be a lot smaller than normal. This magic means that if Kyle had kids, he would be as safe as a normal-sized person having a baby in those times.

Having ADHD and ASD He has sensitivities to certain textures and flavors. Being sensitive to both spicy food and minty food, while absolutely loving Selasi's mint tea due to the baker making sure to make his cup mild mint instead of the normal rich flavor that causes Kyle to reflexively scrunch up his nose. Some textures he's sensitive to are silk; he loves the feeling of silk clothes, but one time when Asra swapped the bed cover with silk, it left Kyle sleeping downstairs until it was changed back. Don't worry, Asra was able to repurpose it into a bunch of different items and arts and crafts projects. Nothing was wasted.)

While I don't tend to do voice claims, I did it for Kyle and a few other characters and used this as the voice claim for Kyle, with the difference being that Kyle has a Kiwi accent. But this is close to what I imagine his tone, pitch, etc. to sound like.

What is Kyle?

I could give the generic answer of, well, Kyle is a human moving on. However, I want to dive into this a bit. What makes Kyle who he is?

I could see an answer of his free spirit. But what does that actually mean to Kyle as a person? Since it's not always exploring, it's the way he pauses to watch a leaf fall, to watch a bird hop around, the way he goes into new shops he's never been in just to look around.

But that isn't all of it.

He's kind. Another vague word. Which in this case is his ability to stand up for others even when it's scary. The way he sometimes brings a huge pot down to the beach to make a ton of soup for those who need it. The way he will go out of his way to help those he can.

Yet, even then, he'd argue those are more selfish than kind. He brings soup to hear stories, and because he's not feeling good, he helps people because it makes him feel good.

In reality, asking the 'what' is always going to be harder than the 'who.'

Why is Kyle Kyle?

This might be a stupid question on the surface, but why is Kyle the way he is?

Diving pre-plague, a lot of his formative years were spent around a tropical forest, large trees, large birds, humid air, and mild winters.

But the earliest thing to define him was in his original home being ignored by the elders. Being allowed to wonder while being small meant he was easy prey for large birds, and while he obviously survived all the attacks, it did leave him with scars on his shoulders.

Then there was the time he snuck onto a boat to join his dad on a trip and accidently caused his dad's death. (The boat crashing didn't kill him, but by the time Kyle got help, a flock of StormBird's had gotten him. Giant birds that fly around during heavy storms looking for food.)

Then in his new home, he was told who he should be by different people who had different wants for him.

Having his home burned down in front of him, he became a pirate for a few years as free passage towards Vesuvia, where he heard of someone who shared a last name.

Finally learning magic from his aunt.

A lot has shaped Kyle, and while it's been long forgotten by Kyle himself, he will always carry the scars of how it shaped who he is as a person.

When is Kyle, Kyle?

Kyle is mostly himself when he forgets about thinking; a few examples are;

When the shop is filled with people as Kyle bounces between customer service, helping people find items, and restocking shelves.

Birdwatching/animal watching. Even if it's watching Faust make her way from one side of the shop to the other.

Half asleep cuddles with Asra, where his brain is turned off and he's already halfway towards sleeping.

Speaking of half asleep, also early mornings when Kyle is just waking up.

So basically whenever he isn't overthinking himself or the world around him and can just enjoy being alive.

How is Kyle?

He's good.

He hides his insecurity about his height by playing into his childish clothing choice and baby face. Using any infantilization of him to the person's disadvantage as he analyzes everyone as thoroughly as Nadia does.

While he appears cheerful and sweet, the truth is he just likes being happy. He likes being able to openly smile to openly laugh and to try his hardest to look on the bright side. While he does have pessimistic thoughts, he buries them with kindness to himself and others. 'What if his friends secretly hate him?' 'Then it's on them for not telling him, and all he can do is try his best to be the best person he can be.' 'Nobody cares what he has to say?' 'He cares, and that's enough.'

While he isn't prone to depression, he needs support from people due to his ADHD and ASD. He won't remember to do certain things, and the shop and house will slowly clutter and fall apart around him. Which will cause him to suffer through depressive episodes as he loses control of his environment, leaving it inhabitable. Kyle is unable to fully take care of himself, and he knows this. This is why he has Bluebell and Hunter as friends who'll check in and help him when Asra's away on long trips.

He's braver than he thinks he is. Partly due to ASD and partly due to learning in a supportive environment, he doesn't fear people as much as he used to. Making him more and more willing to stand up to people who are otherwise scary. Muriel is nearly twice his height, and yet the only time in the game he's ever felt scared of Muriel was one time in Nadia's route, where Muriel suddenly stands between him and the bear carving, towering over him, and twice in Asra's route, once during a dream and once during their first? meeting. Even when scared, he's calm trusting himself and his ability to handle the situation. He's willing to face Muriel head-on, not because he thinks he could take Muriel in a fight but because he trusts himself and his magic to be able to get him away before a fight breaks out or before he gets hit. A shield spell to block the blow and retreating.

Despite being quite smart, he feels like an absolute idiot a lot. Yet he knows deep down this is just his own insecurities and works through this by writing things down to help with his sometimes horrible working memory and short-term memory.

He knows he's not perfect and has learned how to be okay with that and, over time, how to forgive himself more than he used to be able to do. And because of that, he's good.

[sweetestlittledarling]

The Songbirds Backstory

For @vesuviaweekly's prompt of many questions which I figured would be a good chance to finally hammer in the Songbird's backstory (my three sibling apprentices). Is this post going to be for me mostly? Probably, but I enjoy being creative and it's been sitting in my brain for a long while. So...yeah...(lol)

P.s. I have a bit more to this that goes into the game and beyond but Lord Tumblr only has so much space so I probably will have to post that at a later date.

Before the game even began...

Nightengale Fae, a student studying magic under her mentor Aunty Agatha, meets Arthur Dupont, the second son of a well-known magical family (with some dark ties to shadow magic). Against the wishes of both family and mentor, Nightengale and Arthur fall in love and get married in secret. To escape Arthur’s family, they flee the city.

Nightengale and Arthur settle on a small island only fishermen seem to know about called Dunlet, where there a small port town by the name of Winterville. Nightengale sets up shop as the town’s resident healer while Arthur took over the lighthouse which became their home.

They had their first child Robin, who seemed to have a magical talent right away. Robin seemed to draw magic from both his parents though Arthur told him never to use Shadow magic which was a specialty of Arthur’s family. Robin, wanting to make his parents happy agrees and instead focuses on light magic like his mother.

A few years later Nightengale discovered she was pregnant again, this time with twins. But Arthur got news that his brother wanted to meet with him to discuss family business. Scared of what his brother and/or family might try if he didn’t go Arthur decided to go, asking Robin to take care of everyone while he was gone. He never returned and is presumed dead.

Nightengale now on her own had trouble carrying the twins, Sparrow and Lark who nearly died in the birth. Robin, somewhat unknowingly, used his magic to save them, connecting them for the rest of their lives.

The kids grow up on the island with their mother, enjoying life and being together. The town folk help out by watching them as a thank you to Nightengale and her taking care of them. Robin was very grown up even at a young age, trying to help his mother as much as he could. He dreamed of traveling like his father but always felt the need to stay close to his family.

Sparrow grows into a smart young lady, who was nobody’s push over as she was always incredibly determined (which Lark later calls stubborn). She also enjoys the stories from the sailors, and they will often bring her books to read, her favorite being romantic stories of pirates and sailors.

Lark was noticeably quiet, often hiding behind his sister and letting her talk. He enjoys learning about animals though he also spends a good amount of time in bed as he was often sickly. Robin and Sparrow were always there to entertain him and they mostly play together because there are rarely any children on the island except them.

Robin has a dream one night of playing on a beach and meeting a blond-haired boy about his age. This is his first meeting with Asra in the magic realm though he doesn’t remember it when he wakes up.

One day a stranger arrives on the island that everyone is wary of. It turns out to be Arthur’s brother Bertrand and he has come to find his brother’s family. He tricks Nightengale into leaving the kids alone and tries to kidnap the twins. Robin intervenes and manages to wound Bertrand before he is wounded himself. Nightengale is able to intervene and save them.

Nightengale takes all three kids to the magic place where Robin is healed and Nightengale strikes a deal with the Magician. She offers her magic for the power to protect her children from their father’s family as she knew that she could not do it alone. The Magician warns that giving up one’s magic would mean death for one such as herself, but Nightengale knows it would be the only way to protect them. Robin and Asra agree to meet before they are sent back, and the children wake to find their mother gone.

A family friend takes them to Vesuvio where they are to live with a still bitter Aunt Agatha (she holds a grudge for a long time). Agatha begrudgingly takes the kids in and starts to build their talents in magic finding each other them being talented in various forms (Robin- Storm, which is water and light magic, Sparrow- Spirit which is connected to the heart and feelings of others with a little fire and ice, Lark- Living which is connected to nature and the world). She remains their caretaker for a couple of years before she has to take ‘retirement’ leaving them the shop and all that resides inside. The three struggle for a bit, trying to figure out how to run things on their own but somehow manage.

On the eve of the celebration of the arrival of the new empress, the family meets Asra, a tarot card reader who they adopt as one of the family. Realizing Asra’s innate magical talent, Robin begs Asra to help him teach the twins. Asra agrees and moves in with the family. Not long after Asra and Robin begin dating. Their life is happy, though Asra often times disappears for lengthy periods of time leaving Robin feeling once again abandoned and frustrated at being the only one who stays.

Sparrow and Lark as teenagers start to discover themselves. Sparrow struggles with romantic love and self-love as she goes through many love interests (of all genders). Her longest romance is with a man named Freddy who promises marriage but ends up sailing away. She is still incredibly defensive of her family earning her the nickname ‘Guard Dog’ which she both loves and hates.

Lark is dealing with his gender identity as well finding his voice. As he gets older, he comes out of his sister’s shadow and discovers that he can be strong, though he still deals with anxiety and worry. He tries to hide his feeling behind a cocky attitude and pranks which are the bane of everyone’s existence.

As the plague sets in, they are determined not to lose their home again, even at Asra’s insistence that they run. Robin and Asra have a massive argument with ends with Asra leaving and Robin feeling regretful.

Sparrow, wanting to help, gets a job with a local doctor, Julian. She learns much in her time with him and develops a bit of a crush on the doctor (though it wasn’t the right time for either of them). She ends up getting sick and travels to the Lazaret. In the Lazaret Sparrow tries to use the skills she had learned from Julian to make people more comfortable before succumbing to the plague herself.

Lark, angered by his sister’s death, went to Julian in furious anger, blaming him for everything. He was taken to the Lazaret, alone and scared, wishing he could go back to being happy again.

Robin was the last to go, lost without Asra or his siblings. Before his death he managed to visit Asra in a dream, trying to apologize for what had happened and to say goodbye. This spurred Asra to return to Vesuvio, but it was too late.

Years later Asra managed to take a hold of the spell that would bring back the Songbirds (by hijacking it from Lucio lol), but it wasn’t strong enough to bring back all three and it was impossible to bring back just one. Wanting to fix all the pain, Robin sacrificed most of his magic weaking himself severally but allowing the Magician to bring back him and his siblings. They all awoke in their home, unaware of their deaths and having very scattered memories of the past.  

So it begins...

[vesuviaweekly]

Hi Damian!! It's so delightful getting to know such a lovely character!

Vesuvia Weekly: the Many Questions of Damian

For @vesuviaweekly 's "Who, what, when, where, why, and how" prompt. Blatantly borrowed the format that @fox-daddy used for this post, which I just loved. Thank you for sharing your wonderful Apprentice and for inspiring me to use this prompt as an excuse to talk about my boi Damian lol

Presenting, the 5 W's and one H of Damian!

(Amazing art by @kristinart18officialpage!)

Who...

…is Damian?

Damian Mendoza, the third of four children.

He has an older brother (whom they don’t talk about anymore), an older sister, and a younger sister.

An alchemist with a penchant for fire magic.

Best friend to his familiar, Oswald the bat.

A bit of an up-and-coming inventor as well: he loves to tinker and

build things, especially working with metal.

A Tarus.

A musician: he plays the guitar.

The type who can and will talk nonstop when the topic of conversation turns into one he’s passionate about

Pretty good with people, partially thanks to his Big Brother energy.

One who will defend and fight for his family until the end of time.

Determined… or some might say stubborn, which is both a blessing and a curse. He will see things through to the end, but if he gets stuck in one way of doing things, it takes a lot to break him out of that cycle.

A person with very little fashion sense, preferring practical, comfortable clothes.

(This man does not know how to do his hair. It's always a mess. Please help him.)

Someone with a dry, witty sense of humor who pretends to hate puns but secretly loves them.

The type to either know exactly what’s in his bag at any given time or to have fifteen different notebooks in there because he kept forgetting he already packed a notebook and there is no in between.

What...

...are Damian’s favorite things? 

Let’s go through the official Arcana favorites list! 

Favorite food: Chilaquiles 

Favorite Drink: Apple cider 

Favorite Flower: Marigold 

Bonus favorite season: Autumn

When...

... is Damian most like himself?

There are three general scenarios where Damian is purely Damian. 

One involves family. When he’s watching out for or taking care of the people in his circle, he truly shines. 

(aforementioned Big Brother Energy definitely comes into play here)

It’s extra obvious when he’s interacting with his familiar. Damian treats little Oswald as a trusted companion, but makes sure he has absolutely everything he needs. 

 The second involves music. 

Damian loves music, and he’s very skilled with his guitar.  

Sometimes, he finds that he expresses his emotions best through his guitar. 

When his feelings are too strong to articulate with words, he’ll always turn to music. 

Third is when he’s working on a project. 

He loves creating things. Experimenting. Putting things together to make something brand new. 

Sometimes his work is methodical and by-the-book. Sometimes he just throws everything together to see what works. 

Either way, the sheer excitement and focus and passion behind his work is a sight to behold.

Where...

....does Damian feel most at home? 

Damian grew up in Nopal. Even after he had completely lost his memories, Nopal had always been a pretty comfortable place for him. 

He knows a lot of history and folklore of the area, too, mostly thanks to his own curiosity.  

But for him, home will always be the shop in Vesuvia... 

Or, really, anywhere with his family by his side. 

If Julian is there, then he’s perfectly happy.

Why...

...did Damian move to Vesuvia? 

Damian moved to Vesuvia to help his aunt run her magic shop. 

Said shop started out pretty small, with just enough for her to make a decent living. 

When it became the only somewhat-prolific magic shop in the city, she started getting in over her head. 

Damian immediately volunteered for the job. He ended up really enjoying the work. And he was pretty darn good at it, too. 

All this turned out to be a good thing when he had to fully take over the shop thanks to the Red Plague. 

How...

...is Damian doing? 

He’s doing much better now. 

He still hasn’t regained all of his memories, but he’s learned more about his family and his history. 

He and Julian are very much in love, and they’re equal partners in every way. 

The two of them really build each other up, covering one another’s weaknesses. 

As much as Damian loves adventuring, he’s always happy to come back home to the shop. And he’s grateful that Julian was willing to settle down a bit and move in with him.

Bonus Fun Facts!

His Patron Arcana (before the whole Fool thing) is the Chariot. 

All of my Apprentice OC’s are partially inspired by different magical/mythical creatures. Damian’s inspiration is a phoenix. 

He’s named after Damien LaVey from Monster Prom, since I was listening to a lot of Nathan Sharp’s music while working on his character. Thought it was a fun homage. 

His relationship with Julian very much boils down to that one dialogue exchange from Coco.

[clockworkbee]

It's really, very simple what I feel about Jude and Cardan. It's just such a long fucking journey with them in a series where they barely (truthfully) communicate with and comprehend one another. It's not just that they start off by hating one another, it's also that they're constantly drawn to one another. They go from being enemies to working together, which was basically just them really seeing each other. They don't know when they can trust the other, but they also learn that they get each other. They experience fear, pain, and betrayal at different times but also together. They experience loving each other without trust, but they also experience it with such a force that it is all that drives them when they've lost the other. In the end, everything just knits them back together better and stronger.

It's magnificent what all @hollyblack delivered in such a short series with each book being less than 400 pages.

[https-milo]

Hihi !! First time requesting, this is so awkward ..😭 but by any chance, could you do a Monoma Instagram (if you write for him, of course) thank you !! 🤍

hihi tysm for the request! i think I forgot to put Monoma on my list of characters 😭😭, but yes I can!!

DATING NEITO MONOMA INSTAGRAM!

details!

Instagram posts w/ comments while dating Neito Monoma!

a/n OBVIOUSLY these are just pictures off of interest, reader can be however you imagine!

(a little different from my usual insta posts)

main m. list / instagram m. list

y/ncantthink · 5w

1.9k likes liked by kendos.fist, tetsu.x4, deku_, ocha.uravity

y/ncantthink soft... soft launch?

ocha.uravity ???? CALL ME??? y/ncantthink ocha.uravity i cant say who it issss :(( ocha.uravity y/ncantthink why nottt :((( y/ncantthink ocha.uravity cause hes a hypocrite 👎👎

kendos.fist Oh! I know whooooooo ;) y/ncantthink kendos.fist SHUT UP PLEASE

monoma.copies whoever it is must be stupid, who would date someone from class A?! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

monoma.copies · 4w

800 likes liked by kendo.fists, tetsu.x4, ocha.uravity

monoma.copies Me. I would.

tagged: y/ncantthink

y/ncantthink you would what, sweetie 😊😊😊 monoma.copies y/ncantthink date someone from 🤢🤢class A🤢🤢 y/ncantthink monoma.copies hmmm I think your phone glitched and added some weird emojis :// monoma.copies y/ncantthink strange!! 😊😊

kendos.fist All Might gives his strongest soldiers (Y/n) his toughest battles (dating Monoma) y/ncantthink kendos.fist thank you Itsuka 🫶🫶 but Neito really isn't that bad!!

ocha.uravity hes got her defending him on the main 😭😭 y/ncantthink ocha.uravity im serious!! hes really not bad at all!

tetsu.x4 shes out on the frontlines after this post

y/ncantthink · 3w

1.9k likes liked by kendos.fist, ocha.uravity, deku_, tetsu.x4

y/ncantthink my pretty princess <3

tagged: monoma.copies

kendos.fist cant believe he let you take that 😭😭 y/ncantthink kendos.fist bc he's not a bad guy :(

monoma.copies we're such a cute couple (I'm the cuter one tho) y/ncantthink monoma.copies whatever you say, princess 🙄 chargebolt.dk monoma.copies ik ur playing...

tetsu.x4 you guys are so cute, i want to punch a wall RED.RIOT tetsu.x4 IKR!! Even if Monoma hates our class, its so cute that they're together!! hanta.fanta RED.RIOT you're joking...

deku_ i don't see anything wrong with the two being together..? am I missing something? chargebolt.dk deku_ he's always been a dick to our class. and now he's dating one of us? It doesn't make sense. deku_ chargebolt.dk kacchan is always a dick too, but we're all friends with him. I mean like whatever, but I think we should just let them live their lives.

monoma.copies · 2w

650 likes liked by tetsu.x4, deku_, kendos.fist

monoma.copies wish you guys would just hop off and let us be happy

tagged: y/ncantthink

y/ncantthink im sorry, I know most of them are my friends. I've been defending you and everything, idk what else to do monoma.copies y/ncantthink I don't blame you. you can't control them. thanks for defending me (even though your class sucks) y/ncantthink monoma.copies ofc <3 anytime

chargebolt.dk maybe we would if you weren't such a dick :D y/ncantthink chargebolt.dk Kaminari istg if you don't stfu hanta.fanta y/ncantthink don't tell me his personality is rubbing off on you... y/ncantthink hanta.fanta I literally don't want to hear from either of you. idk why you're being such dicks but I hope you choke on each other.

tetsu.x4 idk why everyone is hating, you two are so cute kendos.fist tetsu.x4 no fr, monoma has literally changed and became more bearable cause of y/n :///

RED.RIOT sorry for my classmates dude! You two just keep being you!!

deku_ idk what has gotten into some of us, but the majority of class A has nothing against you two

y/ncantthink · 1d ⭐ close friends

12 likes liked by ocha.uravity, deku_, chargebolt.dk

y/ncantthink i hope you guys are soooo happy!! he broke up with me because the CONSTANT comments ab how we "weren't good for each other" and "I could do so much better" got to him! I do not want to talk to either of you (you know who you are). I'm switching to shiketsu

kendos.fist im so sorry y/n. neito hasnt been much better. I can tell he misses you y/ncantthink kendos.fist I just wish things would've worked out :/

chargebolt.dk are you serious? dont switch schools dude. y/ncantthink chargebolt.dk nah fuck you and sero. i wont be seeing you ever *you have blocked this user*

ocha.uravity im so sorry babes. im going to miss you so much. please keep contact? y/ncantthink ocha.uravity ofc. ill miss you too

RED.RIOT im so sorry. i tried talking to them.

deku_ we're gonna miss you so much. im here if you need it and I wish you the best

© https-milo. please do not repost, steal, copy, or modify my works!

Thank you so much for reading <3

[mastermark1960]

I am once again so disappointed with the leftist demonazis constantly spewing nonsensical drivel every time they don't like someone elses opinion. Demonazis are so far to the left that they agree with and use the propaganda tools of the two worst extreme right ass holes that ever walked the earth. Hitler and Stalin both treated their own people with such disrespect and callousness that they created concentration camps and gulags to silence any opposition to their rule.

The following information comes from the holocaust encyclopedia. I wrote comments that are not after bullet points.

• The Nazis were skilled propagandists who used sophisticated advertising techniques and the most current technology of the time to spread their messages.

Think of CNN, MSNBC, NPR, ABC, CBS, NBC, all other "news outlets" for example the New York times, Boston globe, and Washington post are but a few. They don't report the news but continuously give us their opinions on everything. The 5ws are desperately needed to stop their propaganda. We can include the woke organizations like Disney and Hollywood movie makers for spreading propaganda for the demonazis.

• Once in power, Adolf Hitler created a Ministry of Public Enlightenment and Propaganda to shape German public opinion behavior.

▪︎Nazi propaganda played an integral role in advancing the persecution and ultimately the destruction of Europe’s Jews and all political Dissidents. It incited hatred and fostered a climate of indifference to their fate.

Think of how the demonazis allowed the likes of BLM and ANTIFA to destroy many cities. No action was taken by those in power to stop the destruction or prosecute the perpetrators. Then remember the hissy fit they had when they allowed, yes demonazis allowed, Republican protester into the capital. The demonazis prosecuted 100s of peaceful republican protesters. If the republican protesters were acting like BLM and ANTIFA the Capitol would be a smoking ruin.

• The Nazis wanted Germans to support the Nazi dictatorship and believe in Nazi ideas. To accomplish this goal, they tried to control forms of communication through censorship and propaganda. This included control of newspapers, magazines, books, art, theater, music, movies, and radio.

• When the Nazis came to power in 1933, the German constitution guaranteed freedom of speech and freedom of the press. Through decrees and laws, the Nazis abolished these civil rights and destroyed German democracy. Starting in 1934, it was illegal to criticize the Nazi government. Even telling a joke about Hitler was considered treachery. People in Nazi Germany could not say or write whatever they wanted. 

Examples of censorship under the Nazis included:

• Closing down or taking over anti-Nazi newspapers; 

• Controlling what news appeared in newspapers, on the radio, and in newsreels;

• Banning and burning books that the Nazis categorized as un-German.

• Textbooks are a good example of how propaganda and censorship worked together in the Nazi regime. The Nazis used both propaganda and censorship to control what students read in school. Nazi censors removed some textbooks from classrooms. New textbooks taught students to obey the Nazi Party, love Hitler, and hate Jews.

The demonazis took over education with the creation of the Department of education in 1979.

The Higher Education Act of 1965 introduced federal student aid and loan programs. These give away programs allowed higher education to run amuk with ever increasing cost of degrees. This needs to stop now.

Demonazis try to stop the political middle and right from voicing their opinions by controlling who can and can't post on many social media sight. Censorship at it worst. Thank God Elon Musk bought out Twitter and turned it into X. No more censorship there. Of course the demonazis scream foul.

We The People who love the United States of America must stand by her in her hour of desperate need. If we don't our great country is doomed. I know this is a long winded post but I felt it was necessary to explain how dangerous the deep state and New World Order are. This is why I call the democrats demonazis as the word fits perfectly.

Thank you for reading this post. If you like my post please repost it and start calling the democrats exactly what they are, demonazis.

[muniimyg]

ok let me get this straight - jk and oc were together, zion already in the picture, oc is pregnant with second baby, jk gets accused of plagiarism at work, oc works herself to the bone to clear jk’s name and it works, but jk stays at the company that accused him….. bc of oc working so hard, she gets a miscarriage. she resents jk for not putting his family first, and she also resents herself for working so hard and losing her second baby. she asks for a break up but they don’t really break up so she doesn’t know what it’s like to lose him (?) also she’s mad that jk doesn’t want more for himself, but his decisions are his own and that’s what he wants (?)

that new chapter hurt so bad :( sometimes you just think love is not enough

after all that all i can say is tanginaaaaaaaa ang sakit 😭😭😭

timeline (as of 16)

(11 months ago) jk and oc have established careers and are raising 3 year old zion together. jk is a visual director for an advertisement company and oc is lawyer, trying to make partner at her firm.

they've been having issues in their relationship where oc is upset because jk keeps rejecting work promotions. she knows jk works hard and is capable so it frustrates her that he limits himself. it's not that she wants him to work himself to the bone,, it's the fact that he doesn't try. on the other hand, jk is upset because he feels like her career gets in the way of their relationship.

(10 months ago) jk's plagiarism issue begins. oc prioritizes fixing it for jk because she sees this as an opportunity to show jk how her career benefits their relationship. on top of that, she pushes and makes his name spotless because this is how she defends jk. this is how she shows her devotion and care towards him. as she does this, (it's been hinted in the past chapters that she has issues with stress and self-neglection) ((which is a very realistic flaw might i add)) she puts jk first and her health second (((unintentionally)))

(9 months ago) oc is pregnant (don't quote me on the sex math this requires). jk settles his lawsuit. oc doesn't love his decision and jk does not communicate why he settled. due to the fights, confusion, stress, and anxiety; oc goes through a pregnancy loss at 5w. she did not know she was pregnant and neither did jk ((idk if that was clear in the story))

the same time she's going through all of this; her work gets piled up and she begins to deal with burn-out. oc also still tends to zion's needs and realizes that she's going through post partum depression. to cope, she focuses on work and zion.

jk doesn't feel neglected; he feels confused. oc doesn't talk about the loss and neither does he. they both avoid it and begin to blame everything around them to be the issue. ie: work/career.

it gets so bad that oc isn't functioning like she should. she wants space and asks jk for a break. not a break up. a break. eventually, it grows into one. they continue to sleep with each other regardless.

(present) oc attends therapy to clear her headspace, fully knowing that she is unfit for their relationship. jk continues to pursue her (which is romantic in a sense but also very suffocating when you need space to heal).

,,, haynakoooo. tbh true love is when u know love isn't enough,,, so u do everything to grow together jus to be together.

diba yun sila? hehe

also u're right

tangina talaga!

[mellowwillowy]

𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲

⤷ warnings — ... a teaser of a Detective in Uphill Daisies.

"I can only bribe five out of six interrogators. That is already beyond what I can usually do." Kaspar said as he took a drag from his cigarette. Yulian's jaw was clenched, the interrogation would be tricky especially when the said failed bribed interrogator would come last.

To make you drink the sedatives first would be the first call.

"How about you go calm your spouse down first? Before the investigators start killing them up with those trickeries."

"Just make sure they go easy on my spouse. That way, the last investigator couldn't have a say in this."

Yulian walked toward the room you were held in. There, he approached your slumped figure, idling while playing with the fabric of your clothes. "Dear," he called out as he placed both hands on your shoulders, "have you drank it?".

You nodded in response, silently. The lack of sleep which was evident on your face, he will make sure to make that accursed prosecutor paid for it after he won the trial.

"Just relax, you did nothing wrong. Just answer them like how we rehearsed earlier and leave everything to me," Yulian brought his lip closer to your ear, "Do not be tricked by their wordings. The whole point is still the same, they are only trying to make you answer differently than the previous questions."

Had it not been for the sedatives he secretly made you drink, you would have shown all the suspicious behaviors that would probably make everyone throw you into jail. But Yulian said it doesn't work like that so it's okay right?

"They are only good in trickery but never in unveiling the truth." Yulian caressed the eyebags that were forming beneath your eyes, "and the prosecutor will pay for the lack of sleep you've been having, dear."

The clock ticked, the time for you to enter the interrogation room approached and the time for injustice to be served had gotten closer, it's time to head toward the plain interrogation room.

"Fret not, I'll always watch over you."

As always.

The first interrogator knocked on the door before swinging it open. Upon seeing Yulian's eyes bore into theirs, the man nodded and informed the two of you about the said interrogation.

The walk toward the room was filled with this uneasy air. The interrogator was nervous around your husband who wrecked a whole room because they refused to let you out, Yulian who was thinking of ways to handle the sixth interrogator and you who wished you could somehow just evaporate.

"Please wait on the outside sir," The interrogator stopped Yulian in his tracks before entering the room with you, shutting the door behind him. That was merely a formality, he would have his way toward the mirrored room and watched everything. It seemed like they chose to watch the whole thing live rather than through a mere recording.

The questions were simple, a combination of 5W and 1H. Time was irregularly slow, suffocating you with each time the clock ticked. Just when will time finally stop again? Even though the sedatives were supposed to calm you down, the uneasiness pit in your stomach was not helpful at all. You felt dizzy, your vision growing fuzzier and your breath chopped off.

When will these interrogators stop bothering me?

Soon, the farce you had been putting up cracked. Fingers picking your own skin, lip gnawed to the point it bled, sweat forming on your forehead, and the most visible of all, how your face showed visible anxiety and fear toward the interrogator questions that were dragged toward you.

Yulian wondered to himself, was the dose not enough? It was already slightly overdosed so that you wouldn't have a panic attack mid-way but it proved to be wrong. His fingers drummed the table as he counted down the interrogators, 2 coffee breaks were taken and this was the fifth bribed interrogator.

Why did the effect wear down just a moment away before the sixth interrogator came in?

The interrogator left the room, nodding toward the last interrogator. The interrogator sat down and smiled at you, "My name is Stephen Cirillo, pleased to meet you."

You nodded at his words, "Won't you at least introduce yourself to me?" You shook your head at his words, "Hmm~ Is it because you know I've read the information about you?" You sat still and he flashed you a toothy grin before leaning into your ear, a voice below audible, and yet you could hear him, "A shame your husband Adam couldn't bribe me~"

You shivered at his statement before he pulled away and sat himself down again, his ankle resting on his knee, "let's start it now shall we?"

Stephen Cirillo. Yulian made a mental note to himself, Stephen Cirillo, the interrogator that Kaspar failed to bribe, and the Detective who had once troubled him in a case he was responsible for.

The questions were the same, only worded differently to trick you. Stephen jotted down your answers as he attentively observed your behaviors, "So what were you doing at 8 PM?"

"Huh? I was..." What were you doing? What were you doing? What were you doing? "...in my husband's work-room?"

What did you answer the other interrogators again? You were asleep before a loud noise woke you up. Oh no. You looked up to meet his golden eyes sneering at you, his paper covering half of his face. You mentally note his name, Stephen Cirillo.

"Hmmm, is that so..." You looked down on the table, more questions? When will this end? When will he leave? When will you stop screwing up?! His eyes were mocking you for trying to keep up with him in this fight, the winner had been determined the moment you fell for his trick.

Yulian couldn't do anything but spin the gears inside his head fast. What kind of reasonings would he come up with in order to free you from all the suspicions he had about you? Yulian checked his pocketwatch, just a few more minutes before everything ended. Just a few more minutes before he could plan out to destroy his reputation as a Detective.

That way, his words were to be doubted by the court's juries.

Stephen walked out of the room and made his way toward Yulian, his hand patting his shoulder, "I know what kind of man you are Adam, you are currently planning on tarnishing my reputation as a Detective and validation as an interrogator right?"

"And what will you do about it?"

"Nothing. I am just a man, but I know someone who will unveil the truth about your spouse," Stephen held out the folder in front of Yulian's face, "I don't need this if I won't be stepping my feet into the court. But do rest assured, this will prove to be useful the moment you can't protect your spouse anymore."

Yulian? Unable to protect you? Nonsense.

"Ta-ta, see you in our final banquet together. When the blizzard hit and deserted everyone from the court."

If you follow the trail, you'll find daisies up the hill

The scandal regarding Stephen Cirillo broke out. The news about him making a harlot aborted a child was scandalous enough to bloom the seed of distrust placed in him. It didn't take long before more rumors followed.

"That Stephen guy, I heard he also feasts on men!"

"Oh, my words! First forcing that poor harlot into abortion and now a sexual deviation?"

"Not only that! Did you know that he was the one who troubled the Otiosus family in a case?"

"What? What did he do?"

"What was the case about?"

In the room it was lit by the fire in the fireplace, Yulian burnt down the files that he managed to steal from the Detective. The papers were burnt and there were none left behind. The case was not announced to the public and no one knew who the suspect originally was.

--

"The murderer is probably still alive, Eldridge."

The one eyed man looked at him, raising one of his eyebrow as though questioning the validation of his statement. Stephen chuckled before whispering it right into his ear, "I know who his spouse was. I was the detective in charge of the case 10 years ago."

The prosecutor's eye widened, "so you were Stephen Cirillo?"

"Precisely~ or should I take your name from now on? Stephen Alscher?"

"I'm afraid I am not fond of the idea of same sex marriage."

"Then we should just date instead!"

[badgebadge314]

heyyyy you're a 5W fan??? what's up!! <- ((wants to know if anyone confirmed how much later the final epilogue took place))

5W FAN??? 5W FAN???? @phecdasolar @pseudocyance @quiznak-ofgrayskull @sunfloweraro new 5w fan!!!

1st, moots 🥺💍?

2nd, I have no idea! Sunfloweraro did make a really good fic for it I'd really recommend u read it!! In their fic it's set 40 years in the future which is a really cool idea but when I was reading it I imagined it as ~a couple months later? An tzu just settled down and is really excited to show Jax around and shtuff yk?

[vesuviaweekly]

Hello! First of all, I’m so glad this blog exists, thanks for keeping the fandom and our creativity active!! Now for the dumb question…

i don’t understand the last prompt (the 5W)… is it ok to ask for an explanation? (turned out I’m more stupid than i thought XD)

That's okay friend! And thank you for asking ^.^

The 5 W's (Who, What, Where, Why, and When) are a commonly used writing device to help authors ground their written pieces - it's a really useful tool to look over a scene you've written to make sure it makes sense! (e.g., you've written a conversation [What] between Muriel and Nadia [Who], but where is it happening? In the Palace? In the woods? When is it happening? Before the Plague? After the Plague? Why is it happening? A friendly visit? An emergency?) Checking whether you've answered these questions in your writing, or why you've purposefully not answered them, is a fantastic way to ground your story :3

"How" is a frequent add-on to the 5 W's, and in this case, the prompt is for a character asking those six questions.

I hope that helps anon friend!

[quiznak-ofgrayskull]

I can see you are a fellow 5Worlder

ANYWAY

This one, good or bad? Or like, what plot things do you not agree with?

It made me CRY so hard. I was giddy over Vea being there, I love her lots.

Hmm I feel like there might have originally been plans for Oona to not sacrifice herself bc all of her friends line up with the worlds, and I wonder how that would have gone.

My only critique is that the Oona reincarnation(?) confused me. I haven’t looked at 5w particularly critically, in all honesty.

[katt1281]

Hello house of leaves + disco elysium fans. Would u read a fic formatted like this:

Oftentimes the film seems to highlight just how alone Harry appears to be. But, it turns out that the contrary was actually the case (1). In numerous interviews afterwards, Dora claims that Harry spoke to himself, and the voices in his head answered. When questioned further on why she chose to stay with a madman for so long, her mood fell and she refused anymore questions along that matter (2).

(1). The Furies Additions (3)

(2). Interview with Harrison’s wife, ‘54, Jamrock 5W.

(3). What kind of citing is this? It doesn’t make any sense. I’ve looked further through Kim’s notes and while he cites this source again, he never goes into anymore detail on where it came from. Considering how uptight he was in life, it’s surprisingly how sloppy his manuscript- or, rather, pile of notebooks- are. Maybe it’s shitkid’s(4) fault. I didn’t keep in touch with either of them once they left the force.

And now all I have of Harry is second-hand bullshit like this. Furies? At the very least, definitely Mad.

(4). Jean’s most consistent nickname for Harrison- Ed.

———————

The voices in Harry’s head prove to be an essential part of the Harrison Records, almost as essential as the house itself. They allowed Harry to see (5) and think (6) things that everyone else around him missed. This wealth of extra information would prove invaluable for the trials to come (8).

(5) The Furies Additions- Perception (7)

(6) The Furies Additions- Conceptualization

(7) Yeah, I don’t get these extra ‘clarifiers’. Like, is it just a more fancy way of saying ‘see’? What the HELL is a Fury?

(8) Well, that’s oh-so-great for shitkid. I wouldn’t mind some of that ‘wealth’ right now. Confusion clouds my mind even when I return to the precinct, far away from this trunk of old notes. I find myself snapping at officers more, jerking at shadows more. I’m weakening, learning about what happened to Harry is draining me- somehow, even when he’s not even my partner anymore, the bastard still finds a way to ruin me.

[astraystayyh]

I am unsure how to speak about Palestine. People keep telling me they fired first and my google searches are very bad

Hey, glad you sent in this ask! People who claim that Palestine initiated the firing view October 7th as an isolated event, when we cannot treat it as such. Oct 7 comes as a response to a 75 year colonization. Just like Hamas was founded in 1987 during the First Intifada- a series of civilian protests, where Palestinians threw stones at soldiers, and were met by a disproportionate and liberal use of force as described by a Humans Rights Watch report.

How could Palestine fire first when Hamas was created in direct response to the displacement and colonization that Palestinians faced? Hamas wouldn't have existed if Israel didn't murder, unlawfully imprison, torture and displace Palestinians. Oct 7 wasn't an isolate incident, every action implicates a reaction and every occupation leads to a resistance.

The west claims that Israel has a right to defend itself, leading in two months alone to the mass and brutal murder of 16.000+ civilians. But Palestine cannot defend itself against its colonizers (Just like Ukraine has done for example against Russia, a resistance backed by the American and European powers alike?)

I urge you to read about all the massacres Israel committed against Palestinians prior to Oct 7, so you'd understand better that Palestine did not fire first. Israel did not even exist prior to 1948 for Palestine to attack it.

And, let's be honest for a second. If someone comes into your home, forces you out of it, destroys it, murders everyone you know, denies you of your most basic rights, unlawfully imprisons you, tortures you physically and psychologically, destroys your land and hinders your agriculture and destroys your libraries and erases your culture, would you not resist? Would you stay silent? Of course not, and Palestinians shouldn't be dehumanized and killed for it.

Now for your second point, I'm glad you brought that up because western media is very very biased. To give you some examples, here is a Washington Post headline about four premature babies that died, decomposing on their hospital beds in Al-Nasr Hospital, in northern Gaza. They were left in the prenatal care after Israel threatened doctors to bomb the hospital if they didn't evacuate it.

"Four fragiles lives found ended"

Who ended them? Why were they in that situation to begin with? Who was behind their tragic murder? The journalist behind this post deliberately chose this title to avoid pointing the blame to Israel. In fact, the entire article doesn't directly nor clearly state the reason behind this slow and torturous death. When those four babies would not have died IF Israel didn't threaten to bomb their hospital, forcing everyone to evacuate.

We as journalists learn that the 5Ws are the essential key elements that form the basis of any article : who? where? when? what? how/why? Israel should be clearly denounced as the one responsible of those deaths, especially considering that it's a war crime underneath the Geneva convention.

Let's take another example. Pay attention to elusive langage and the way media skirts around words, using euphemisms to redirect the blame. Palestinians "die"- as if passing away due to natural causes, as if there wasn't a clear intent to murder them. Whereas Israelis are "killed"- deliberately targeted. This double standard already shows you that the media you're reading from is heavily biased.

We journalists also learn that headlines are very very important, especially on social media where most people get their information strictly by reading the headlines and sharing it, without bothering to check the entirety of the article. Now, here's an example of a misleading headline by BBC.

At first read this looks like confirmed accounts of rape. Anyone who reads it would think that it has been proven irrevocably, but let's look more into the article :

None of the rape accusations were verified, neither by the police or the journalists of BBC. All of these are alleged claims that have no tangible backing, and yet they were presented as factual in the headline, the most important part of any article that catches the attention of readers. By formulating the headline as such, BBC pre-establishes the premise that Hamas did rape women and that it has been proven. This is the information that most people would retain as they wouldn't bother reading the article. This is how propaganda starts and how false news are shared widely (remember the story of the 40 beheaded babies debunked by the IDF itself?)

Always look out for the langage and terminology the media uses. It is not coincidental, it is deliberate and it serves the interests/editorial line of the media. And you can speak up about Palestine by denouncing the genocide they're facing. If you can read about 16.000+ deaths, most of which are children, if you can see images of hospitals, refugee camps, schools, ambulances, houses, "safe routes" bombed by Israel and still be unsure of your stance, then i don't know what to tell you.