#A talk with Rana's brother

[hyewka]

his face is so kissable like just peppering his face with kisses because hes the cutest thing ever

[erosmutt]

/ thinkin' bout﹒☆

﹒brothers! scott & sam + teacher reader﹒⌅

𖦹 age gap (sam and scott are 18, reader is in her 30s), mida rana!reader, sub scott and sam

"you two have repeatedly gotten yourselves into trouble. acting out, being caught with drugs and alcohol, skipping class. what do you two have to say for yourselves, hm?"

the two students - Sam and his brother Scott - stand before you in your classroom. you had called them after school, at precisely 5 o'clock, knowing no one would be around. "i should send you to the Dean tomorrow, shouldn't i?"

the two immediately perk up, but Scott was more in a panic than his brother. "no! no, Miss, please! if he finds out, i could get kicked off the football team!" he pleads, tugging at the hem of his sweater anxiously. you look over at Sam and raise an eyebrow. he just looks away, shoving his hands into his pockets, making the chains on his shorts jingle. he gives you a shrug. "whatever, i don't care. tell him."

this sends his brother into a worse panic. so, you intervene.

"how about this, boys," you begin, getting up out of your chair. your heels click against the floor, making Scott step back. "i'll let you two off the hook, if, you come to tutoring sessions after school." that earns you a groan from Sam and a whine from Scott. "no." they say at the same time.

"oh, but yes! or would you rather i tell the dean about your little escapades during passing periods?"

Scott, desperate to save his ass, nods his head frantically. "yes! yes, fine! we could start now if you want! just please don't tell!" you smile and reach up, gently pinching his rosy cheek between your thumb and forefinger. "good boy! you're setting an example for your brother, aren't you?" he nods, looking down at you. "mhm, example."

Sam rolls his eyes and looks at you and his brother. "you're such a fucking pushover." he tells Scott, drawing a scoff from him. "no i'm not!" you just smile, gently stroking Scott's bicep, tracing the contours of his muscle with your fingertips. "well Sam?"

he sighs heavily, then rubs his hand over his face. "fuck it, fine."

The next day, you and Scott were sitting across from each other in the classroom. you thought it'd be nice to arrange the desk a different way and sit at one with him to make it more comfortable, and to not make him feel as if he was getting talked at, but mentored 1-on-1. also to lull him into a false sense of security.

"i think Sam flaked, Miss." he murmurs, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. you lift your leg, resting your foot on the chair between Scott's legs, teasing his crotch with the toe of your black pump. he shifts in his seat, and just as he opens his mouth to speak, the classroom door swings open. it slams against the wall then closes as Sam walks in. he slides into the desk next to you.

"sorry," he murmurs. you give him a smile. "no worries Sam, your brother and i were just chatting." he shrugs and pulls his notebook out of his bag, slapping it onto the desk. meanwhile, Scott was biting his lip as you rubbed your foot over his now half-hard cock.

Sam opens his notebook to a clean page, clicking open his pen. he titles his paper, completely oblivious to what was happening to his brother underneath the desks.

[rayventoodles]

my family finally got a new printer/scanner after almost 20 years. did have to turn down the saturation in post though.

cw: mention of miscarriage

PROJECT DIVA: POWERFUL SOUND

Gumi Tenori / Diva Fortissimo

A bold and ambitious young woman, she inherited the title of Diva Fortissimo from her mother after the latter retired. She uses a Tenori-On to transform, which she also uses as a weapon, being able to summon green tourmaline crystals to either attack or defend herself with. Her symbol is a red oval.

Gackpo Kamui / Diva Ongaku

An eccentric individual who calls himself "The Dancing Samurai", he is often overprotective of Gumi, who he treats as his own daughter or sibling. He loves stage plays and treats every conversation like one. Strangely, he seems to have a past relationship with Kaito. He has a "heshin engine" implanted in his body that enables him to transform. He attacks with his Music Katana, Miburi, and his symbol is a purple fan-like shape.

Neru Akita / Diva Irato

A sharp and blunt teenager, she works a part time job so she can support her brother and their parents. She often tends to make conversation with random strangers and frequently switches hobbies trying to find something that can bring something interesting into dull life. One day she mistakenly receives a package in the mail, a seemingly normal cell phone that later lets her transform. She wields a hammer that is styled after a guitar, and her symbol is a black and yellow triangle.

Haku Yowane / Diva Triste

A depressed and introverted college student. She was involved in a plane crash as a child, with her body being replaced with cyborg parts from the chest and shoulders down, which she is insecure about. when she goes in to get her artificial skin replaced, she is accidentally implanted with a "henshin engine". One day, while working at her shift at a chocolate store, none other than Neru shows up and starts making small talk with her, only for her heshin engine to "sync" with Neru's cell phone, enabling them the ability to transform. She wields a microphone with a long cord that she can use as a whip, and her symbol is a purple diamond.

Lily Masuda / Diva Yuri

A spoiled and charismatic rich girl, she is the heir to the largest robotics manufacturer in Japan. Though she claims she capable of handling herself, her father gifts her a bodyguard and "sister" in the form of Miki, who she grows attached to. The last thing she buys before her parents cut her off is a heart-shaped key from a mysterious seller, which later lets her transform so she and Miki can protect each other. She wields a golden bow, and her symbol is a black heart.

SF-A2 Miki / Diva Tempo

A polite and precise android. She was created after Lily's mother was expecting her sister, but tragically lost the baby. Her programming allows her to stay calm in any situation and carry out her attacks all with a smile on her face. Her Diva form is actually a "combat mode". She mainly uses blades built into her arms, and her symbol is a red and blue star.

Up next: Yukari, Lapis, Rana, Cul, Una, Zunko, and Akari!

[gryficowa]

Boycott!

Now that I have your attention:

[ramonag-if]

So this is slightly spoilery for chapter 9, but were Ahlf's letters and the lack of response from MC really the driving force for Salyra never going back for MC? Or was she really far more willing to leave that part of her life and what MC represents in all of it (namely, her failure) behind than she's willing to admit even to herself?

Because it's absolutely WILD to me that she's basically telling MC "Well, after I abruptly left you with your father who didn't actually want you to be born, already abandoned us once before, and didn't actually agree to take you in until I went literal God Mode on him, in a country that is violently discriminatory towards our people and ruled by a man with a personal grudge against me and your father, I sent letters to him and he said everything was okay and that you didn't want to talk to me, so I figured you were fine! I can't believe that wasn't the case and I'm so sorry you had to deal with that, can you play house with my new family now that you're here?" and expecting MC to be like "Understandable lets be family again :)"

Like at NO POINT did she suspect that Ahlf might be lying about MC wanting nothing to do with her? Never considered that in hindsight, the guy who her parents, brother, and bff-turned-second-husband all recognized as emotionally unavailable might not be capable of being a loving parent to an already-traumatized child he never wanted in the first place? Didn't think it was odd that her child that she intentionally made look visibly blessed by the Ancient Ones had no trouble growing up in rural Cyre? No alarm bells at all??

The driving force was Erlan. Erlan had more respect for Ahlf than he did for Salyra. If the MC was with Salyra, he'd likely have killed them both. Salyra did believe Ahlf's letters - why would he have reason to lie to her? Why do you think Ahlf didn't want the MC to be born? 👀 They used to be in love not too long before the MC was dropped off with him. He had been visiting the MC in Ishari for a while and he did in fact send letters to Salyra before she showed up.

It's only the MC's eyes that showed part of their divinity but don't get caught up on that - people would have hated the MC in Salt Bay even if they never left the cottage. Not everyone in the game picks up on the MC's divinity because you need to know what you're looking for. It's picked up by those who are aware of the divine blessings which isn't anyone in Cyre (except our merchant selling Ancient One idols).

Up until Rana is born, Salyra was still actively going against the Blood Guard. It's easier to do that without a child than one who Erlan may or may not would have wanted to kill. I mean, even after Rana is old enough to stay with Danzor, Salyra gets back to fighting the Blood Guard and even gets arrested. So yes, she didn't really think much of the MC remaining with Ahlf 😆

Honestly, I'd have chosen to stick with Ahlf too, if given a choice 😅 Who knows what would have happened if the MC returned to Ishari? 👀

[mahi-wayy]

𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐔𝐌 𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎 | ʀᴀɴ��� ɴᴀɪᴅᴜ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ : Rana Naidu x Fem!Oc

ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ : Rana Naidu

ʟᴇɴɢᴛʜ : 2.2k

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs : Rana is a mess, him breaking down, mentions of sexual assault, he cries pretty bad, he gets sick too, blood, hurt/comfort.

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ : 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 one person he needs the most comes back at the most important time.

ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

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Rana Naidu was an anomaly, a very strong headed and extremely smart anomaly. He was one of a kind man, always practical, seems to know the solution to everything, a fixer in true sense.

To people, celebrities, his kids, his brothers, even his father, he was this sorted person who knew how to solve everything for everyone.

It was not after he grew up or since his teens no, he was like this since the age of say ten. He knew what to say to Jaffa when he repeatedly asked for daddy and Naga was nowhere to be seen, or what would comfort Tej when he cried about their dying mother.

He always knew what to tell his drunk father, who has come home at ungodly hours, so he doesn't cause much of a ruckus and wakes up everyone.

He knew what to do when Jaffa went through all the shit, what would convince, which person so they let him slip in the film world. He knew what to do when a woman was murdered in front of him.

That's why he was who he was, the problem solver, the fixer. The one solution to every problem.

Was that the reality? Not quite.

Rana Naidu was a fucking mess, emotionally unstable, extremely violent and traumatized man. His mind was a mess of endless thoughts and ninety hundred ninety-nine out of thousand of them were either negative or memories he wanted to scratch out of his brain forever.

Memories that made him physically sick, scared him, made him anxious, enraged him, made him so berserk all at the same time.

He was constantly in a battle with himself to conquer these vulnerabilities and barely making it every morning but making it and that was why he was seen as a strong man.

A man who was a pillar of strength for his brother, a trying and good father to his kids, a guaranteed solution to the elites and a deadly thorn in his father's side.

But there was one person, just one person, for whom he was just Rana. A guy they met in the street, late at night and who had sat down and talked to their drunk self and that person was his wife.

Ishika Rathore Naidu. A woman of many talents and many faces and jobs, the most beautiful of spectacle in love with a disaster like him.

She was simple, very simple. She was a great wife and a wonderful mother, a gentle soul who made his house home.

At the same time she was very different. She was a martial arts expert, a sharp shooter who never missed, a brutal force beside him who wasn't afraid to help him hammer a problem to straighten the creases it was causing.

But most importantly she was his strength, his balance, his remaining sanity, the little normalcy he desperately clinged to, a safe place he hid in.

So when he received the call of Vjayawada Maharaj was in Tej's studio, she was the first thought as feet was snatched from beneath his feet.

For more than a minute there was nothing but a blank noise ringing in his ears and his first instinct was to steady himself mentally before Tej told him about Jaffa had ended up shooting the man, who was slowly dying from the shot wound and he immediately speaks in the phone that he would be there before hanging up.

On his way he decides to call Sirini.

“Sirini, is she back yet??”

He asked his feet pressing down on the escalator, he could feel the uneasiness settling in but this was not the time, Jaffa was probably panicking a lot more than him and Tej would die under the weight of his own morals if he was late.

“Not yet but she will be in town in a few hours.”

The reply makes Rana curse, banging his hand on the bluetooth panel of his car, hanging up the call. He reaches the studio in record time pushing the doors open to come face to face with a conflicted Tej and a blood covered Jaffa.

Looking at the man brings back unpleasant memories, the way Vjayawada Maharaj looked at him made him recall a shit ton of nonsense and it drove him insane.

He paced around the room, the bleeding man now shifted to lie on the sofa while he was having an argument with Tej who wanted to save the man.

Seriously his brother was beyond his understanding, knowing after what type of man he was he wanted to save him for a damn promise. Not to mention the constant pleas of the man to let him go, to help him sounded too familiar to comfort and Rana could feel his stomach churning.

He was about to say something way harsher than he ever had to Tej when he saw it, Vijayawada caressing Jaffa's head and just by the look he could tell the feel of the touch, the hair on his nape standing up as his feet carried him towards the man, blinded by the rage.

Rana punched him at least five times, right in the face, it was like having a black out yet having the feeling of finally letting go before Tej managed to pull him off the man.

He wanted to murder the man, his slow death felt like it was stiching a deep cut running through him. Rana wanted to strangle the man to death but going near him felt like a punch to his gut and it immediately made him take a step back

His thoughts were cutt of when his phone repeatedly vibrated in his pocket and he took it out to see what was so important.

“Yeah-”

Rana wasn't even able to look who's phone he answered when he heard the sirens followed by Maharaj speaking to his older brother.

“I knew you would save me Tej, I knew you would.”

He hangs up the call, looking at his brother.

“You called the ambulance? Tej really?”

Rana tried his best to sound normal and not like he was irked even if it was. Damn his brother and his naive morals or whatever. He tries to calm himself down while Tej speaks about saving the life and whatever before he spoke.

“Look Tej, hear me out, if we take him to a hospital it will cause an issue. I have contacts in a nursing home, I will take him there myself but you have to send this ambulance back.”

He continues when his brother doesn't seem really convinced.

“Don't worry, this is what I do for a living. I will take care of this, you have to send them off.”

Tej nods in agreement before going to answer the door while he gets Jaffa and Arjun to hold down Vjayawada who starts thrashing immediately. What a persistent man.

It took a little acting and some money but Tej managed to send off the ambulance before coming back to Vijayawada almost crying, how amusing.

“Why did you send them back Tej!? I thought you were helping me!?”

“Don't start a scene, Rana is taking you to a nursing home himself.”

The speed at which the old man turns his way makes him question why he didn't snap his neck then and there but the look in those eyes tell him everything.

Tej doesn't know, neither does Jaffa. Arjun was out of the question from the beginning. No one in the room except for him and the asshole knew that consequences of his actions were coming to tear off his throat.

“You just sentenced me to death, you think he will save me? He of all people. He will kill me Tej he will kill me. That's why he had you send those people away, to watch me die with his own eyes.”

Tej sighs straightening up and he does feel a tiny bit for lying to his brother but oh well.

“After what I did to him, he would never spare my life-”

“Hey hey whatever are you talking about?”

That one exchange between his brother and the dying man brings all eyes on him and he steps back to pace back and forth, refusing to meet any questioning gazes.

Damn it damn it damn it all.

“So you didn't tell them anything?”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP.”

The way his throat closes immediately after that yell makes him realise how not okay he was but he would die before he let it show on his face.

“I have loved you Rana from the very beginning!!”

God not this nonsense again, he closes his eyes trying to focus on keeping his breathing normal while the man yaps bullshit.

“I loved you purely, no matter what anyone-”

One shot rings through the room and then it's silent, it gives Rana a breath of oxygen that seems to be cutting off from his system.

“He did it to you too?”

He doesn't reply to Jaffa, choosing to walk out of the studio, his brain was relapsing. Going back into memories he hated the most as his car's engine roared in sync with the thunder before he stepped on the gas.

Each time he gets a vision of that horrible day, his grip tightens on the steering wheel until his knuckles are white. He could feel that crooked touch all over him and it was making him sick.

He could feel the nausea rising closer and closer to his throat, his chest tightening with every second and his throat drying up.

Maybe it was this sickness or his foggy mind or simply the heavy rain that made him miss the car stopping in the middle of the road, missing it just by an inch when he hit the brakes he was ready to shoot the person but his resolve breaks when a familiar comes into view.

He steps out of the car, looking at the woman sitting in the driver seat, her feet resting on the road while the other was against the open door as she lit up a cigarette.

“Srini has been calling you to tell I am back, why weren't you answering, I was worr-”

Ishika cuts herself off when she looks up to come face to face with her husband standing in the downpour. She drops her cigarette and strides towards him without a care, her hands reaching to cup his face with utmost care and it breaks something in him.

He doesn't hear what she says, doesn't realise when he starts crying or when he drops to his knees. He just clings to her and sobs like no tomorrow.

Years of pain and hurt coming out in gut wrenching cries as the one man everyone depended upon crumbles right in arms of the person he loved the most.

It takes her fifteen minutes to calm him down enough to move, settling him in the car wasn't that tough, she turns on the head and slips in the driver seat, shooting a quick message to Laura to get Rana's car before she drives off.

Entering the home was the tricky part, the kids were asleep and Rana was out of it, delicately she guided him upstairs were the man slumped on the bed but refused to let go of her.

“Rana hey, what's wrong? What happened?”

Maybe the question wasn't right because not only did it make him suddenly very aware and frantic but also sent him rushing to the bathroom before she heard the vomiting sounds.

Worried for him but also wanting to give him space she stands by the door and calls Tej, when the private number isn't picked up she calls the land line which thankfully was answered.

“Hello?”

The voice was shaky and not very familiar, Arjun.

“What happened with Rana?”

Her voice cleared that she wanted answers, which she gets as the boy narrates whatever took place. She curses herself before the sound of the shower hits her ear and she hangs up.

“Rana…RANA!!”

She calls out entering the unlocked bathroom to only find her husband under the shower, soaking his already wet to the bones self in the cold shower.

“What are you- Rana- come here.”

She turned off the shower before pulling him out, it was scary how easy it was to physically move him. Coming face to face she noticed his face flushing up, pressing her palm against his forehead confirmed that he indeed had a fever.

Ishika took a breath before gently guiding him out of his clothes, coaxing him to wipe himself down before helping him with his sweats.

By the time his head hit the pillow he was panting softly, breathing through his mouth but also almost asleep. She goes to stand up and was immediately pulled back, the look in his eyes was of someone scared, scared to be alone.

“I am not going anywhere but I can't get the bed wet with my clothes can I? I am just going to change and join you okay?”

She softly coaxed him to lay back down, his death grip loosening on her arm. Changing in record time, he turns up the heat of the room when she notices him shivering a little.

Ishika takes her place beside him, choosing to sit by his head just in case she pulls up the blanket to cover his bare chest and gently caresses his hair.

“It's okay Rana, go to sleep. I got you. It will be alright.”

That was the last thing that he heard before he fell asleep to the rhythm of a hand running through his hair.

The problems were to be dealt with tomorrow, for now Rana Naidu, was a broken sick man trying to find a night of peaceful sleep in his home, beside his wife.

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taglist : @vijayasena @voidsteffy @jkdaddy01 @rambheem-is-real @mayakimayahai @warnermeadowsgirl

[voidsteffy]

I feel like Neelam's role and Kabir's role in Dil Dhadakne Do are the perfectly aced ones on screen. Shefali Shah said that the writers felt Neelam was the weakest written role while Shefali herself felt it was the strongest and realest they could ever get to a character on paper.

First, let's talk about Neelam: she was 18 when she married and has known very little of a life outside of this so called arrangement called marriage. She can handle herself in social parties, throw a smile, wrap a snide remark in a saccharine tone as she gets her hands on the entrée or a glass of sparkling wine. She has learnt to meander in her words, let "her" money be a shield she wears as if it guised her unhappiness. She never had real friends. She doesn't mind because she isn't a real friend either. Kamal has this huge business in his name and it is only in his name after all. Because even if she co-owned many shares, he never could say out loud that all of this is because of her. No it is because of him. And then it all goes to the son. And then the navasa. Neelam knows how to be a mother in her own way, which isn't enough for her daughter. There has been an umbrella from under which Neelam has been watching her world fall apart around her and she cannot help but stuff herself with anything she thinks can mend her, protect her. Cake, glasses, champagne, prada, gucci, snarking at people, ordering people, being fake nice to horrible people when she makes it obvious she's being fake nice.

She is backward in her thoughts because they stem from her own helplessness. Ayesha can't possibly leave Manav because the society won't look kindly upon divorced women. Neelam has thought about it before hasn't she? She has thought about it till the point where her husband cheating on her doesn't even become about his infidelity, it becomes about her image in front of her social circle. If there is anything Neelam abhors, it is being looked down upon for something she hasn't done.

( exhibit: Kamal says he'll ask his brother to speak with Ayesha about the divorce problem and Neelam's first reaction is caustic on the lines of how everyone will know what a bad mother she is and how incapable she is at handling the situation. Nothing whatsoever about how it might pain Ayesha that it isn't her parents talking about it. Neelam and Kamal have long ago sped past familial considerations )



Now, Kabir. He's childish, on the face of it. He is the youngest one in a successful family. He is quirky. But he is also unsure. He has never been given the chance to even think freely about something he desires. He's shit at business and he didn't want to be good at it in the first place. He sees his sister do amazing in her business with her aptitude but it kills him that his parents can't see that/ignore that. Because it is a reminder that he is "praised" for a business sense he doesn't have only because he is the son and is expected to lead AyKa one day.

He can only sometimes speak aptly. He's good with jokes but he is not the one leading a polite conversation in an official meeting. He can lead a personal conversation where he can be expected to judge lesser and speak without a goal. ( "I'll pay you" like... honey you need to work on it, but we'll get there ha shona? ) He's kind and contrary to his peppy attitude, he's actually very good at hiding stuff because he has been a wallflower his whole life despite being thrust into the centre of every room he has entered. He's not an aggressive personality at heart, actually he's quite vulnerable and empathetic. But he is fiercely loyal. He takes all this anger and he turns it into care and attention and dad jokes he can crack.

He likes to know somebody, not to have knowledge on them he can use later (like his parents) but to gauge whether he will be hurt or whether this person is someone with a heart. He saw a heart in Noori and a longing in Rana, he became friends with them. You can see the difference in his gaze when he flirts with Manav's cousin and when he interacts with Fearless Farah. Kabir has got such a soft side that you can't help but appreciate him. Yes he doesn't feel stuck but he also doesn't hurt people with words until he can't help but, or is forced to. More than loving her, Kabir admires Farah.

*mic drop* *no literally the mic dropped out of my hands because I spoke so long my hand started sweating*

[hellodeez]

Hii can i request platonic over protective Carlos Oliveira with little brother reader? Like carlos only want the best for his little brother just some cute stuff and not sad (please)

Carlos Oliveira x Brother!Reader !!

Srry this took forever omg💔 I HOPE YOU LIKE IT also these are headcannons cus i wasnt sure what you wanted 😭 Carlos my hispanic king 🫶ALSO IM OBSESSED WITH THAT TBH CREATURE PIC

Summary: Carlos being an overprotective (but loving) brother

Warnings: swearing, swearing in Spanish, A LOT of Spanish, I think thats abt it tbh

Im obsessed w/ Aventura rn

If you ever get a partner Carlos will be full on INTERROGATING them 😭

"Do you really love my brother?" Y-Ye-" "ANSWER FASTER"

you'll have to force him to stop bc ya sabes cómo son los hermanos mayores they're really protective 😭

will fight anyone who even looks at you slightly wrong

"Pinche pedazo de mierda, que estás mirando pendejo!" "...Carlos stop"

will barge into your room to talk about something completely random or just rage about something that happened in his day

"Y luego este wey me dijo que-" "Carlos, it's 3 AM, vete a dormir"

will treat you like you're still a little kid even if you're maybe only like a year or 2 younger than him

definitely an Aventura fan and will purposefully sing awfully just to piss you off (I feel like he has a beautiful singing voice tbh)

will still say "sana sana colita de rana si no sana hoy, sanara mañana" to you when you get hurt (if you don't know what that means it's a Spanish rhyme often told to little kids to calm them down when they're hurt)

Will send you memes like this

Mf will probably facetimes you when he's in the bathroom too bc he "misses his hermanito" (he's only been in there for 5 minutes and he's bored)

Kinda unrelated but probs says "tengo mimis" instead of "tengo sueño"

THIS IS SO SHORT SORRY AHHHDHJDHD

Also I can translate these words for anyone if you don't understand what they mean

[sidersstuff]

*dog who’s seen a squirrel voice* OCs? OCs? OCs??? :000

OCS!!!!!

Okayyy just gonna explain them more in detail than the like single sentence the intro post gives them

Orion Flores - Human guy in my alien to Earth story!! He's from Tennessee, lives on his family's farm, and has a horse. His horse is awesome. Her name is Sable :3

Jasper Taylor - Alien in the alien to Earth story! His home planet is called Rana, he got sent to Earth with their brother to like explore, aaannndd their brother is no longer there!! He wanders onto Orion's farm and stays in the barn (for a little while) <3

Aster Mitchell - They were made for short stories along with Clementine, because they were going to be only for school projects, and that ended up not being the case! They're dating Clementine, and she lives with her dad, and she always tries to do way more than she can! Her free time is either spent with Clementine or just looking through shit to learn new stuff :3

Clementine Reed - Again, made for short stories. She moved out as soon as she could, and always tries to get Aster to take a break!!! Xe is SILLY‼️‼️ Love xemmmmm

Nova Warner - NOT A GOOD PERSON‼️‼️ did not realize at the time but they would be considered a yandere because HAHA they're so super normal about Opal! Xe is definitely NOT putting cyanide into the coffees of people interested (and eventually just. Talk to!) in her! Nope, not at all. ((:

Opal Weaver - she's so baby I feel so bad for her but uh not bad enough!!!! They're a college student, who goes to Overflow after their classes to do homework, most of the time at least. Nova is the normal barista that she runs into, and they start talking more than basic formalities because this guy who was talking to her suddenly just. died!(Not in front of them that wording sounds weird........) How weird is that??? She feels very guilty! :3

Willow Wilde - So they're an Earth Genasi with like vines and flowers and stuff embedded in her, and she was a artificer alchemist, she has like this huge garden full of different herbs and fruits that they tend to now almost all day every day! When they're not tending to her garden they're normally cooking or selling salves and potions and stuff! They were not able to save their wife. She misses her. [:

[useless-polls]

Dungeon Poll Adventures

“Hello,” Mycis said, raising her hand in a small wave. “Um, we’re just passing through. I’m Mycis, this is Snas and Pigeon Coo and Beatrix. And you are…”

The girl is just in awe, her breath catching before the words just pour out, “—So excited to hear another person’s voice again. I’ve been in here for so long, it’s been forever since I’ve gotten to talk to anyone.. Oh, you mean my name? It’s Rana.”

“Nice to meet you Rana,” Mycis nodded with a polite smile. “What.. is this place, if you don’t mind me asking?”

Rana’s hopeful expression fell slightly. “Oh, it’s my garden. It’s the one accommodation my father made for me when he locked my brother and I up in this place, as far away from our kingdom as possible.”

“Your kingdom?” Mycis asked.

“What brother?” Snas poked his little lizard head up into the conversation and squinted at her.

“Why’d you get locked up?” Pigeon Coo chirped.

“Oh that’s horrible, sweetheart. How long have you been down here?” Beatrix asked.

“It’s… a long story,” Rana said with a sigh. “I guess you’d expect as much, I doubt it’s commonplace to find princesses locked up in dungeons.”

The whole group perked up at once.

Rana continued sadly. “My brother and I are twins, the heirs to our kingdom across the sea. We also possess magic, which is strange, considering neither of our parents have any type of sorcerer in their bloodline. Our father, the king, accused Mother of infidelity and, rather than adopt us or try and cover the whole thing up, sent us away and had a chamber made for each of us in this dungeon. My brother’s is above here, to keep us separated.” The corner of her lip trembled, and then she sniffled. “As to how long I’ve been here, I don’t know. The sun, or whatever that thing in the ceiling is, never moves, and I have no means to tell the time or keep up with the days. It must have been years. Our entire kingdom could be decimated by now, blown to rubble by some strong storm, and we’d never know it. Our father said that’s proper, though. That abominations such as us should be rotting in a dark cave away from the world. I’m only thankful for this garden I was allowed, and the ability to grow all my own food to sustain myself, as sad as a life in here may be.”

A single tear rolled down her perfect cheek. Mycis felt something move in her heart. How could they leave someone so nice to such a fate? They had to get out, and they’d bring Princess Rana with them.

“Do you know how we get out of here?” Mycis asked.

Rana shook her head and gave another sigh. “No, there’s no way out or I would’ve taken it.”

“Have any other adventurers been through here?” Pigeon Coo asked.

“Not in my time, no. You’re more than welcome to look around, but if you get tired come sit with me and I’ll prepare dinner. You all must be starving after your travels…” And with that, the Princess gave one last melancholy smile and turned away to go sit on the sofa.

[hyewka]

re..sis..ting the urge to write a brothers best friend beom hard thought..ha..

[the-demon-of-a-thousand-eyes]

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐸𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 31

Chasing After Seeing Family, Learning What’s in the Look

Pairing: Alastor x F!OC (Theia, The Demon of a Thousand Eyes)

Chapter Summary: You chase after the strange hooded figure only to discover a family member you haven't seen in over a decade and a half. More chaos unfolds not long after.

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: Cannibalism

As the strange hooded man approaches from behind you, you hear Rosie say, “That’s why I’m surprised you made the trip all the way here from the hotel.” Your eyes lock onto him, and while you can’t see his face, you feel like you might know it if he removed his hood. “You may have manifested here, Theia, but I could have met Alastor, Rana, and yourself there instead of making your way here, darling.”

Despite their protests, you stand and coax Ombre off your shoulders. As the hooded man runs out of the shop, you race after him, chasing him out into the street. You pull on the collar of your dress and it changes into something easier to maneuver in, something you can run in, and run you do, but even still, you’re not fast enough. There are plenty of eye images in Cannibal Town, but you don’t want to make too much of a scene here. You love Rosie’s little home; it had almost become your home within the last fifteen years.

So instead, you barely keep up with him, calling out, “Wait! Stop, whoever you are! If you want to talk to me, I’m right here! Why would you run? You have to find where I live? Who does that to your own family?!”

When you corner him in an alley, the figure stops and turns. Instead of backing up against the wall in fear, he takes easy strides towards you. You recognize him immediately. “Uncle—”

“Shh, little nebula, things are more complicated than you think and we have little time. I can’t talk now; I’m afraid this was supposed to be a reconnaissance mission and nothing more. I’m glad to see you well, Iris.” You can’t see his face, but you know he’s smiling. “I will visit your hotel in three days. There are many things we must discuss.”

“My name is Theia now. I’d prefer you call me that.” You tell him, and he shakes his head.

“While it’s a beautiful name, as I’m the one who told you about her; I’m afraid you’ll always be ‘Iris’ to me, my little nebula.” He shakes his head, and you know he has that silly sentimental look in his eyes.

You sigh. “You’re one of the few I’ve ever wanted to hear that name from ever again, so…I guess you can call me that.” You smile, and he smiles back, pulling you into a hug.

“You’ve grown so big!” He exclaims as you hug him back. “I remember when you were just a tiny little thing. You remind me so much of my daughter! She misses you very much, you know. I hope you’ll be able to see her again in the near future.” He says teary-eyed, and you chuckle. “I must go now, little nebula. I’ll see you soon.”

He ends the hug and steps away, opens a portal of silver, purple and blue, and as he steps through it, he waves. You wave back. “I’ll see you in three days, Uncle Noctua. May your journey be filled with safe travels.”

Despite having run after him, you’d been worried it was your brother, or worse your father. Instead, you realize now that of course it would be your uncle. He’s the only family you’ve ever really liked besides your own sisters. Of course they’d send him.

You pull on your collar and reshape it into how you had it before your little run on foot, then return to the Emporium as your phone buzzes, ringing in your pocket. You pick it up on the first ring. “I’m alright. I thought I saw someone.” You reply immediately, not even reading the number on the display. “I’m okay now.”

“Are you though?” The voice says from the other end of the phone, and your blood goes cold in your veins. “Are you sure about that?”

“Who is this?” You hiss back, even as you recognize its owner.

“Let’s just call myself…an old friend.” The voice mocks. “You’ll remember who I am. Just give it time. In the meanwhile, remember this: your family can’t save you from your future. No one can, and when it all comes crumbling apart, I’ll take everything and everyone you’ve ever loved from you while you watch helplessly.” You strain your ears to listen and you swear you hear another fainter voice in the background, but you can’t make out what the other person is saying. Despite this, you can tell they are insistent and frustrated.

Before you can retort, she hangs up wordlessly. Rude. You had quite a few choice words for her. Damn, you think to yourself, I had hoped that was Rana calling me, not her. Never her.

You continue making your way back to the Emporium. Your phone buzzes again. This time, you check the number. It’s Rosie’s personal one; the one neither of you ever use. “Hi, Auntie Rosie. Sorry I left so abruptly like that. I realize how rude that was, and I’m on my way back now. I had to deal with an unexpected guest who’d arrived in your Emporium.”

“An unexpected guest? Are they returning with you, darling? I can have another cup of tea arranged.” You can hear Alastor and Rana talking in the background, but it’s too muffled to make out what they’re saying in the distance from the candlestick phone.

“I’m afraid not, Rosie. Perhaps another time. I’m about to walk in now. I’ll explain when I get there.” You say as you open the front door to the Emporium.

Alastor and Ombre are on you in half a breath. Ombre is floating around you, checking you for damage, while Alastor just wraps you in a fierce hug and places a mind-melting kiss on your lips. “Don’t ever leave me again, nostre reine.” He says, and you see a desperation, a fear in his eyes.

You kiss him back, with just as much fervor. “Never, mes rois.” When Ombre finishes circling to float next to him, you kiss them as well.

“Your absence frightened us, our majesty.” Ombre informs you, and you kiss them both again.

“I’m sorry I left you so abruptly.” You tell them both, then turn to Rosie and Rana, who are each giving you a combination of intrigued, confused, and on Rana’s part, furious expressions. “None of you noticed the man who entered the Emporium before I left, I assume?”

“I’m afraid not, darling.” Rosie replies, “I’ll pour us some fresh tea, hmm?”

As she starts to pour more tea for everyone, Rana replies, “Pardon my language as we’re in proper company, but my time with I.M.P. has made me a bit vulgar and I’m afraid now is as good a time as any for such language.”

“Oh, Rana, stop prefacing and just fucking swear already.” You laugh as Alastor wraps his arms around you. Ombre drapes around you like a cape again. The fit is noticeably tighter to your skin. You walk with the both of them back to the table.

“What in the ever-loving fuck were you thinking, Theia?! You can’t just run off like that!” Rana berates you, “Are you goddamn, mother-fucking insane?! You could be dead right now! Who knows who that bastard could have been, what he could have done to you?!” She exclaims, her tail thrashing so violently it nearly knocks over a lamp next to the table.

“It was my uncle.” You say quietly, and she stops swishing her tail wildly and looks at you with shock.

“You saw him?” She says in surprise, and you shake your head.

“I never saw his face, but I’d know his voice and mannerisms anywhere, and he’s the only one who calls me his little nebula.” You say with a smile. “Uncle Noctua will always be my favorite family member. It’s no wonder they sent him.”

Alastor, ever the gentleman, pulls your chair out for you and you sit down at the table as Rosie passes you a freshly made cup of tea with eyeballs. You take a sip. “Thank you, Auntie Rosie.” You say with a soft smile. “Once again, I apologize for leaving in such a hurry and without an explanation. I was afraid that if I stopped to explain that I wouldn’t be able to catch him.”

“I’ll forgive you just this once, dear, as it appears you were reunited with some of your family. I’m a proponent of that, especially if it’s someone you are eager to see again. It’s a shame he couldn’t stay for tea, however.” She replies as she pours three more cups, passes one to Alastor, who sits on your left, adds the brown sugar to one and passes it to Rana on your right, and then, after adding another finger to the final cup, sits between them both and across from you. “Now, Alastor, would you care to explain the eye on your chin? I see Theia’s got a new one but that’s normal for her. You on the other hand, not so much, dearie.” She sips her tea with a smirk on her face.

You chuckle as Alastor bristles again. He really ought to get used to people asking about it, as pretty of a mark as it is, you think with an amused smile and sip your tea. “We made a deal. You explain as your hand takes Alastor’s to intertwine your fingers and the gold of the chain between you glistens. “He’s promised to keep my secret, I have his shadow, Ombre, as my companion, and we are devoted to each other for all the time I have left.”

Rana’s eyes widen and she switches from the red cat eye frames to the blue butterfly ones. “You made a deal to spend the rest of your life with him?” She squeals and rushes towards you, brushing against Ombre in the process as she slams into you with a back-breaking hug. “That’s so incredibly romantic!” As she does so, your hand slips from Alastor’s. You wrap her in a hug, then a few moments later you break apart, and Rana goes back to sit in her seat. Still smiling, she sips her tea.

Rosie raises an eyebrow. “So he knows the reason why you grow an eye every year then?”

“You knew?” Alastor looks scandalized, irritated she kept this information from him.

“Not why, of course; she never would tell me that. Of course I noticed it happening, though, darling; it happened every year at about the same time.” Rosie says with a shrug as she takes a sip. You sip your own and smirk at her as she continues. “I didn’t need to tell you. You were intrigued by her enough that I had no need to hint at her secrets, and it was quite funny to imagine your surprise when you found out.”

“It was my birthday yesterday.” You tell her simply. “An eye for every year, Rosie. I turned thirty yesterday. No presents, of course, besides the one these two gave me last night.” You squeeze Alastor’s hand and use your other to scritch behind Ombre’s ears, not unlike a cat. They purr not unlike one as well. Rana flushes at the notion.

Rosie just smirks, amused. “Consider the jar of eyeballs you take home today free of charge then. It’s the least I can do for a last minute gift. I’ll have to think of something truly splendid for next year, however. I have a whole fifteen years of birthdays to catch up on!” She says excitedly, and you’re surprised.

“You’re not mad?” You raise an eyebrow, sip your tea.

“That you were pretending to be a sinner to stay away from your hellborn family? Of course not dearie.” She reaches across the table to place her hand over yours and squeezes it gently. “You’re my family now. No matter what your background, I will always be here for you. I’ll have some choice words to say if you ever hurt my Al, but otherwise you’ll always be square in my book, Theia.”

Feeling a little teary-eyed, you turn to Rana. “You’re not upset I told her?”

Rana shrugs, changes the butterfly shades out for the purple cat eye frames in her hair, then shakes her head. “No, of course not.” She says with a gentle swish of her tail, “She is your family, Theia. It’s not surprising you want to tell her about you.” She shrugs. “I’m surprised you waited as long as you have, given you’ve known her for fifteen years.”

“I mean I couldn’t even tell Al everything.” You admit as you bite your lip then sip your tea, “The only reason he knows is because of the book we found in Boring Closet Stuff.”

“Boring closet stuff?” Rana echoes, and you raise an eyebrow at Alastor, amused.

Alastor, understanding your lead, sips his tea, then echoes, “Boring Closet Stuff.”

“Boring closet stuff?” Rosie raises an eyebrow as she sips her own.

You nod, a smirk on your face, “Boring Closet Stuff.”

“What is boring closet stuff?” Rosie asks, the bit broken.

You chuckle. “Boring Closet Stuff is the secret room in the hotel that Niffty discovered.” You explain as you take another sip. “The book Alastor found fell out of the trapdoor when we opened it.”

“What was in this book, then?” Rosie asks as she sips her tea, curious.

As Alastor explains, you sip your tea, let one of the eyeballs fall into your mouth, chew, and swallow. “Hellborn High Society: A Complete History, includes everyone from the six Sins and their families to all of the families of the Ars Goetia. Mostly it’s full of uninteresting nonsense to most individuals outside of said status: who wore what to what ball, proper table arrangements, and the most expensive choices for party favors, to name a few. However, in between the idle entertainment chapters, there are some quite useful sections. The chapter on the family trees is fascinating, for instance. In the passage regarding your own family, Theia, there is an asterisk near your grandmother’s name. This connects to a footnote that leads to a spot in the back—nearly the last page—which discusses the nature of the curse.”

“So,” Rana interjects, her tail swishing irritably, “what did it say about the curse, then?” She asks as she switches her purple cat eye frames for a pair of deep blue round ones. “You drop a tease on the phone that you found that it even is a curse and now you’re bothering with prefacing? Get to the point!”

Alastor raises an eyebrow and sips his tea. “For someone raised to be the perfect companion for a high-society hellborn you certainly lack patience.”

“I haven’t been a servant for over fifteen years, bucko. Now, out with it, already!” Rana snipes, and you chuckle.

“Rana, relax. Al was explaining it for my benefit. I haven’t read it yet, after all.” You say easily as you sip your tea.

Rana huffs but sips her own and allows him to continue. “It appears, in the short of it, that an angel put a curse on your grandmother as a reaction to a dispute she’d had with your grandfather.”

“An angel?” Rosie asks curiously as she takes a sip. “Why would an angel be in a dispute with your grandfather?”

“Angels act eyeballing all the time. Do they need a reason?” You countered easily. “From what I understand they’d attack a hellborn family just for the entertainment of it. Especially a family as influential in Hell as my own.”

“It doesn’t state what the argument was,” Alastor continues, “but it does state the angel’s name: Habuhiah, the guardian angel of health, prosperity, and…fertility.”

You rest your face in your hands as Alastor’s arm wraps around your shoulders to bring you closer to him. “Of course it would be, wouldn’t it? My grandpa goes and pisses off the angel of fertility and now every woman in my family will fucking eye after a thousand years and can only get pregnant on her birthday.”

“Well it’s a good thing that Sinners can’t can’t cause pregnancies,” Rana pipes up as she takes a sip, “or you two could be in hot water.” She smirks with a swish of her tail.

“According to this book,” Alastor says as he takes your hand in his, still holding you close, “while quite rare, sinners and hellborns have been known to ‘interbreed’. A foul and frankly racist term to be sure, but it evidently stems from the reality that sinners themselves can’t reproduce with each other due to being dead, yet there have been several documented instances of hellborns and sinners having offspring together.”

“So view’re saying I could be pregnant right now, Al? How can view be so calm?!” You panic for a moment. “I blink I’m gonna be sick.”

A/N: So many new developments that leave so many questions, and we still don't know who Theia's family is!

Chapter 32 will be Theia's reaction to what Alastor just so casually explained. He'd had a full day to panic over it already, to be fair. So what does Theia do when she finds this out? Kills Valentino in cold blood and then fucks Al while they're both in demon form of course. Gal has fuckin' problems, and one of them is coping with her own reality. Smh. Theia, get therapy I fuckin' swear.

First || Chapter 30 || Chapter 32 (soon)

[lyranova]

Children of the Future: Shadows of the Past

Chapter 3: No Rest for the Wicked

Hiya guys! So here’s chapter 3, I’m really enjoying this series so far and I hope you are too! I’ll try and get back on my other one’s shortly since I’m starting to miss them a bit (I also need to get back on writing requests 😭!) but I do apologize if this chapter is written funny or if there’s a lot of typos or anything, I’m having to write on a computer due to my hands and I’m not used to it. Also Corduroy and Chenille belong to my mutual @hybridanafrost and I thank her for allowing me to use them 🥰! I hope you all enjoy~!

Word Count: 3,263

Warnings: None

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Later That Same Day

Yami silently flew to the Hideout. His mind just kept going back to the memory of William coughing in the hallway and looking pale. They both knew he was lying when he said he was fine, or that he would be fine. But Yami hadn’t wanted to call him out on it, William needed time to accept it himself and tell his son just how sick he really was and he was going to give his old friend that. Yami sighed and rana hand over his tired face, how he wished he hadn’t quit smoking right now.

He finally landed outside the much expanded Hideout. Over the years, as the Black Bulls each got married and began having their own families, Yami had asked Henry to give everyone their own living space. That way the Bulls could all be together but also have some privacy. And so far it had worked out very well, but now that meant the Hideout had expanded up and out in order to accommodate them all.

But Yami and the others didn’t mind. Because it meant they could all stay together.

Yami set his broom down against the wall of the Hideout before he moved towards the front door. Before he even opened the door he could already hear all the chaos and laughter happening on the inside, he couldn’t help but smile a bit. This is something he had always wanted for his brats; them to be safe, happy, and laughing.

He opened the door and immediately had to dodge a misdirected spell that came at him. He sighed and shook his head before he moved out of the way and closed the front door. The ones sparring were, as usual, Luck and Magna. Even as those two idiots got older they still sparred like they were teenagers. Meanwhile Magna’s kids Corduroy and Chenille just watched, Chenille with a nervous look on her face, and Corduroy with a grin on his face.

“ Wow dad you’re so cool!” Cory shouted as he watched his dad dodge one of Luck’s spells, Magna turned and gave his son a thumbs up.

“ Thanks son, that means a lot!” But as soon as the words left Magna’s lips he immediately got hit by one of Luck’s spells.

“ You shouldn’t have taken your eyes off your target Magna!” Luck laughed cheerfully as Magna growled.

“ I should have gone with mom to the fabric store,” Chenille said quietly.

Yami shook his head once again before he looked around the room. Henry’s daughter Alice was sitting on the couch, quietly reading the same book that she always read. Despite inheriting her fathers magic, luckily she hadn’t inherited her fathers illness so she could freely be around the other Bulls without the fear of siphoning their mana. Beside her was Aloys Adlai, who was also reading a book, he was exactly like his father but with his mothers magic. Beside him was Wendy Agrippa, Gordon’s eldest child and only daughter, she was sewing a doll just like father always did. She had the face of her mother, but her eyes and hair color were that of her fathers, and her magic was a variation of her fathers. On the other side of the room was Wendy’s younger twin brothers Thomas and Nicholas, they were the spitting image of their father in appearance and, in Nico’s case, magic as well. Thomas kept his hair slicked back like his father, while Nico kept his hair messy, that was the only way to tell them apart. The two were talking and playing with Maelie Adlai.

Yami heard a shout in the kitchen and watched Charmy and her daughter Lovely walk out with a group of sheep following shortly after. They had plates and plates of food and were setting them out onto the table. Lovely had inherited her fathers blue hair color and her eyes were the same color as her mothers, her younger brother Vincent followed behind all the sheep and began to set out the drinks. He didn’t like cooking or food as much as his mother and sister did, but he had inherited his fathers love of art and painting. Vincent’s hair was black like his mothers but his eyes were pink like his fathers.

Yami still had a hard time believing that Charmy had fallen in love with Rill Boimortier even though it had been nearly 15 years now since they had gotten married.

“ C-Captain Yami sir, you’re back already!” Ezio Roulacase exclaimed as he ran over. The young man looked identical to his mother, but his personality and magic was the same as his fathers.

“ Of course I am, did you expect me not to come back at all?” Yami asked with a raised brow, Ezio’s demeanor immediately grew nervous and he shook his head.

“ N-No sir! We just thought the meeting would run late.” Ezio said with a sheepish laugh.

“ How did Asta do at his first meeting?” Vanessa asked as she walked over. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at their Captain. He grinned at them.

“ He did great, so you guys can stop you’re worrying.” Yami told them and he heard everyone collectively sigh in relief. He knew everyone had been anxious and had wanted him to do well, so now that they had confirmed that he did, they all felt a weight fall off their shoulders.

“ At least we know we raised him well,’’ Finral said with a laugh as he walked over to his son and wife. Yami nodded, they all had raised Asta well.

“ Where’s my brats?” Yami asked curiously, he saw everyone else’s kids but his own. Charmy suddenly pointed towards the back door with her thumb.

“ They’re outside with Ms. Charlotte,” She said as she watched their Captain make his way towards the door. “ Tell them to hurry up and come inside since dinner’s ready!”

Yami walked outside and saw Hikari sparring against her mother as Hana and Einar watched. He crossed his arms as he silently watched his wife and eldest daughter, they looked nearly identical in their fighting styles, except Hikari had adopted a lot of Yami’s fighting style as well. She was like the perfect blend of her mother and father. Yami was pulled out of his thoughts as he noticed Einar turn to look at him.

“ Papa!” The young boy shouted excitedly as he jumped up and ran towards his father. He jumped into his arms and Yami held him.

“ Hey kid,” Yami said warmly. “ Who’s winning so far?” He asked and Einar grinned.

“ Mama of course! Tata’s still trying her best, but she’s still always losing against her.” Einar said with a sad look on his face, he always called Hikari ‘Tata’, apparently it meant “Big Sis” in the Diamond Kingdom. At least that’s what one of Einar’s favorite books told him.

“ But mama’s not going easy on her anymore, and Hikari’s still managing to hold her own,” Hana stated as she walked over to her father and brother. Yami nodded, it was no surprise that Charlotte had stopped taking it easy on their daughter. She was a Vice-Captain now, and had proven that she was a fierce and capable warrior. So there was really no need to take it easy on her.

One of Charlotte’s Briar spells hit Hikari’s katana and kocked her back a few feet. Hikari was huffing and puffing while Charlotte hadn’t even broken a sweat.

“ I’m…not done yet,” Hikari panted as she doubled over to try and catch her breath. “ I still…need to surpass my limits!” Hikari continued, and Yami shook his head.

She had certainly adopted Yami’s stubbornness.

“ Hey brat,” Yami shouted, drawing both Charlotte and Hikari’s attention to him. “ You can surpass your limits after you get something to eat! Charmy said if you didn’t come inside and eat you’d never get another meal from her!” Yami added, of course Charmy didn’t actually say any of that. But he knew it was a sure fire way to get Hikari to stop training. As he expected the girl sighed dramatically before she put her katana away.

“ Alright, alright, I’m coming! Sheesh tell Charmy to hold her sheep.” Hikari grumbled as she rubbed the back of her neck, mimicking her fathers habit. Yami chuckled as he set Einar down and the young boy ran to his sister.

“ Take your brother and sister inside, I gotta talk to your mom for a sec.” Yami told her, his eldest daughter nodded and he ruffled her hair gently as she and her siblings walked past him and into the house.

Charlotte frowned a bit as she walked up to her husband, she didn’t need to be able to read Ki to notice something was wrong with him. His eyes held a seriousness in them, and maybe a hint of sadness and worry in them too. Had the meeting gone that badly?

“ What’s going on? Did Asta’s first meeting not go well?” She asked in concern, Yami quickly shook his head.

“ Nah the brat did fine,’’ Yami quickly assured her. “ It’s William. He…announced that he was retiring as Captain.”

Charlotte’s eyes widened in surprise, sure he had mentioned it the day before at the party, but she didn’t really think he would go through with it!

“ What? What made him decide to do this so suddenly?”

“ He’s sick Charlotte, very sick.” Yami said softly, and he swore he watched her eyes widen more and her eyebrows raise considerably.

“ Did…he say what was causing it?”

“ Nah, he said he needs time. So I’m gonna give him a while before I start pushing for answers. He asked that you and I not tell anyone until he’s ready.” Yami said and Charlotte nodded in agreement, they would both keep their friends secret for now.

“ And,” Yami continued. “ He’s appointing his kid as Captain.” He watched as his wife shrugged at him.

“ Okay.” Was all she said, she didn’t look angry or concerned, she actually looked like she had expected it.

“ You’re not worried at all? What if that brat loses control again and hurts someone, or worse, gets someone killed?” Yami asked as he crossed his arms, he watched his wife do the same.

“ Since when did you hold a persons mistake against them?” She asked curiously. She watched a red blush appear on Yami’s cheeks. She knew exactly what this was all about, and it had nothing to do with Alistar.

“ He won’t hurt Hikari, besides they’re not even in the same squad so the chance of her getting hurt by him is very slim. And in addition to that, Alistar’s gotten much better at controlling his emotions which also means his magic is under better control. It’ll be fine,” Charlotte assured him. “ And if for some reason it’s not, and he does happen to lose control and injures her, I’ll kill him myself.” Charlotte added firmly and Yami couldn’t help but snort and laugh at her words.

People thought he was the more overprotective of the two, but in reality, it was Charlotte who was the overprotective one.

Eventually the couple went inside to have dinner with the rest of the squad.

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At The Golden Dawn Base

Alistar yawned quietly as he followed his father out of his office, down the stairs and corridors, and eventually outside. William had told him that he needed to tell him something privately and that he would need some help to do it, which meant only one thing: They were going to visit his mother’s grave.

Alistar didn’t like going to visit her mother very often. It wasn’t because he didn’t love her or anything, it was just…hard since he had been the one who caused her to be in the graveyard in the first place.

As the two walked into the graveyard and made their way to Zera’s grave Alistar used his plant magic to conjure up a small bouquet of flowers. You couldn’t show up empty handed, his father had said.

The two eventually made it to her grave and stood in front of it, William knelt down and placed the flowers on her headstone.

“ I’m sorry it’s been a while dear, I hope you haven’t been too lonely.” William said softly as he stood back up.

“ Hi mom,” Alistar said a birt sheepishly. “ It’s been a while, I’m sorry.” He apologized softly and William chuckled.

“ Your mother would understand. She knows how nusy we Magic Knights are, especially when they’re a Vice-Captain such as yourself.” William said as he patted his sons shoulder comfortingly.

The two fell quiet after a few moments. William, unsure of where to begin, and Alistar unsure of what was going on. It wasn’t very often that his father would ask to speak with him privately, the last time they had a discussion like this was when he promoted Alistar to Vice-Captain status.

“ What’s going on father, did something happen at the meeting?” Alistar asked, a tinge of concern in his voice. William smiled and shook his head.

“ No, it’s nothing like that. The meeting went very well, and I think Asta will make a fine Wizard King.” William said genuinely. Alistar nodded in agreement, he didn’t know Asta as well as everyone else did but, from what he had seen, Asta really was an amazing and kind person.

“ If the meeting went as well as you say it did then what do we need to talk about?” Alistar asked with a small frown and William sighed, silently asking his wife’s spirit to give him strength.

“ I-” William began but was cut off by the sound of a familiar static noise. The two men turned and saw Marx’s face staring at them.

“ Ah Captain and VIce-Captain Vangeance there you are, I was looking for you all over the place!” Marx said in relief, but his eyes began to move around as he noticed where Alistar and William. “ Um, is now a good time? I can go to another squad-?”

“ What is it Marx?” William asked patiently, he couldn’t help but be silently thankful that the memory mage had interrupted them.

“ Ah right, well,” The man cleared his throat. “ I just received word of a remote village being attacked by bandits. And supposedly these bandits are former Magic Knights. So the village leader requested our assistance. I thought maybe The Golden Dawn and the Black Bulls would like to take it on as a joint mission.” Marx finished as he looked between the two.

William noticed his son’s light up just a bit at the mention of the Black Bulls. Of course the young man was able to hide his feelings from everyone else, but he wasn’t good at hiding them from his father.

“ We’ll take the mission, but,” William said before he turned to look at Alistar. “ Alistar will be the one to lead them and will get to choose the members he wants to take along.” He watched his son’s blue eyes widen in surprise.

“ What? Why? Shouldn’t you be the one to lead this kind of mission?” Alistar asked in confusion as Marx quietly agreed with William’s statement before disappearing. William smiled gently before clapping his son on the shoulder.

“ Consider this your first real mission as the newly appointed Captain of the Golden Dawn.” William said before he turned around and began to walk away, leaving Alistar to stand there completely stunned.

“ Come on Captain Alistar Vangeance, you need to hurry up and head out.” William called as he noticed his son hadn’t snapped out of his daze. The young man quickly shook his head before nodding and running after his father.

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In The Spade Kingdom

Yuno, Neva, and their three children quietly walked into the Castle with their guards and Castle servants behind them. Yuno hadn’t wanted servants when he first became king, but after a while he realized just how much they did to help the Royal family and keep things in order. So when Yuno officially became king he immediately raised all their wages to reflect how much he appreciated them and their hard work.

“ Your Majesties!” Ralph saluted as he and the others watched them walk by. Yuno instantly waved their salutes away.

“ You didn’t need to stay up and wait for us, you all should have gone to sleep.” Neva said quietly as she carried a sleeping Kya gently in her arms while Yuno carried Kito and Miku sluggishly walked beside her parents while holding each of their hands.

“ It’s alright, I had something urgent that I needed to discuss with King Yuno.” Ralph said with a serious expression, causing Yuno to frown.

“ It can’t wait until morning?” Yuno asked quietly, and when Ralph shook his head,he nodded before handing Kito off to one of his guards. “ Alright, I’m sorry about this,” Yuno added to his wife, who only smiled and shook her head.

“ It’s fine, just go do what you have to do.” Neva said softly in an understanding tone. Yuno smiled gratefully at her before he kissed his children on the head and gave Neva a gentle kiss on the lips.

Yuno quickly followed Ralph down the halls until they came to Yuno’s office. They walked over to the desk and Yuno looked down at a bunch of papers and maps that were sitting on the surface.

“ What’s all of this?” Yuno asked curiously and Ralph sighed.

“ Honestly we aren’t too sure ourselves. These coordinates are the last known locations of about 20 merchants that have gone missing in the last two weeks.” Ralph said seriously as Yuno’s brows raised in surprise.

“ 20 merchants in 2 weeks? How are we just now learning about this?” Yuno asked and Ralph shook his head.

“ We initially thought it may have only been a coincidence, or that people were making up false reports. Until we began noticing certain patterns,” Ralph suddenly began moving papers around until he found the right documents.

“ The merchants all had deliveries in the Lumi Kingdom?” Yuno asked with a frown as he began to read the papers over, and Ralph nodded.

“ That’s right. Now merchants go missing all the time due to the treacherous terrain that’s between us and Lumi, which is another reason we didn’t pay much attention to this, but according to these letters and other documents all the merchants that had been reported missing all made it to Lumi.” Ralph said as he began pointing at letters and receipts. Yuno’s frown deepend.

“ Are there any records showing that they left, or attempted to leave, Lumi? Maybe the merchants decided to stay there a while longer? Or maybe they died on the way back?” Yuno pointed out and Ralph shook his head.

“ That’s what I thought too. But from the witness statments and letters and documents it shows that all the merchants had plans to return to the Spade Kingdom. As for if they died on the way back, that’s someting I want to go and investigate if you’ll allow it. Things…just aren’t adding up, sir.”

Yuno placed a thoughtful hand under his chin as his mind began to race. Could there be something to this? Or was it just a simple missing persons case? His gut began screaming at him.

“ Investigate it. And ask for the Lumi Kingdom’s cooperation.” Yuno said seriously and Ralph nodded before saluting his King and walking out of the office. Yuno sighed quietly before he sunk down into his office chair.

Ther was certainly no rest for the wicked.

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

[guessimate]

Hello everyone, happy December (advent if you celebrate). This is the last post of this round, I believe. I am not sure what to do with my sim town, but I am probably going to end up adding more sims, since my town is already getting too interrelated for my taste... It might be the first and last rotation in permanent winter, but my sims persevered. It wasn't very hard really, since they lived in caves (but slept in tents).

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Otso Imago came over to visit his best friends, Jonah and Zet Tia, as well as to meet his grandchildren for the first time. The grandkids are already kids.

I wanted to say that it was really nice of Sampsa and Otso Imago to come visit their newly-revived sister and daughter all the time, but... Sampsa is a jerk. He kicked their 'trashcan', even though they all have good relationships with one another.

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If you haven't seen my short video, here it is.

Lovi Tia was rolled to be a Pleasure sim… and it's really weird, but she's the same age as her mother now… because her mother had to be revived… Zephaniah was also rolled to be Knowledge sim (like his father). I was really sitting on the fence about this but because it's a game bug, I just gave them this resurrection for free. Lovetar got the full townie treatment - she had no memories, thought she had never woohood or kissed...

I had to get them a bed because sofa woohoo was not happening... I later assumed it was probably because Lovetar didn't remember having her first kiss. It's like some evil witch put the tabula rasa spell on her or something... Fingers crossed she can rest in peace properly now... and that my hood is not c...

Lovetar lost one pregnancy, but then gave birth to her last baby who will live till elderly years. I also just have to kill Lovetar because she was already meant to be dead to begin with. I'm really sorry, I didn't want to put you through this twice.

Lovetar gave birth to Rana, a gray-eyed redhead. She may be very similar to her older brother. I am hoping she's not a total clone but even if she is somehow, it shouldn't be this visible on siblings of opposite genders.

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Something very ironic happened. The Tia family is the first household to let the plants die, despite having a plantsim in their roots... But I guess that makes sense since granny platntsim is deceased and she can't help with the garden anymore. I couldn't really take care of the maxis plants in winter without the ability to talk to them and nobody had the gold gardening badge.

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The relationship of Mc’s family hits home for me. I was the exact same position as MC with their new sister; Rana, I was a young adult and my new sibling was just a kid, it really hurt when a parent start a new family after they had left you, and my dad said the similar words to me; It just happened, it was never planned. But it happened, you left and had a new family where I was never included, you could have reached out to me a long time ago but unfortunately I had to deal with the cards. I was angry and jealous at kid, not because I hated them but they symbolize the time I could had have if my parent had stayed, they had the moments with my parent that I could never have, they were enough for my parent to change, that they were enough for them to stay, but I was never enough that they left. My MC avoided Rana and didn’t choose to talk to her, cause the pain was fresh and present, it was not Raina’s fault that their mother had choose a choice that consequently had hurt MC permanently. I had headcanon what happen to me in past would happen to MC too; the relationship between their mother can never be fixed, the damage has been done, and choices that had been made for MC long ago that had hurt them that she can never take back, I think MC will find peace in the life they have made for themselves, the family they had created and deserved, and I would like to think that my MC who didn’t choose to have a relationship with Rana when she was a child would be different in the future, when the pain of the wounds have healed, I would think they would have talked it out and build a relationship, and MC would probably find some type of closure of their mom with their sister. It really broke my heart when their mother didn’t own up to what they have had done, and made excuses to justify what the choices she made that had hurt them ; why she they left and why she made a new family without them. It was not an accident, you made that choice and you have hurt so many people because all you think is about you and you never think about how we feel. When I finally had my kids I was able to build a relationship with my half brother even though it took awhile, I could stay angry at him when he had done nothing wrong. I was able to find peace, I had finally let go of my anger and just go on with life, my past would not change but I can be a parent that my father should’ve been to me to my own children. I hope MC found their peace in the future.

Sorry about the rant, it really had hit home and was personal to me. The writing and the relationship with the characters are so beautiful, and it really cuts me, and made me cry. It is so beautiful. Thank you for sharing this to me. I hope you are having a nice day.

Thank you for sharing this with me 💖 I really don't mind these long posts because it means that players care about the characters and the emotions I tried to convey in writing them.

I set out to create a complicated, messy family dynamic that was also realistic. I think for players who haven't experienced something similar in their own family dynamics, it's easier to walk the path of forgiveness and embracing Rana. It's a bit more difficult when those feelings are something you've dealt with IRL. I can't remember when, but someone asked me why Salyra and Ahlf can't just love the MC and my reply is that you can't fix everyone, even if this is a game, I didn't want to write a happily-ever-after ending where just by showing up, the MC will automatically have parents who magically change and become affectionate.

It didn't feel right for the characters – people do change, but it doesn't happen overnight and sometimes, it takes a different set of circumstances to make that change. Salyra's circumstances with Ahlf and the MC were completely different to the circumstances she had with Danzor and Rana which is why she might come across as being a different mother to Rana than she is with the MC 😬

I realised I've gone and answered quite more than I should have 😅 Thank you for playing and thank you for sharing your in-depth thoughts with me!

[swearingcactus]

Far Cry characters from different games that would be friends

Jason Brody (Far Cry 3) and Sharky Boshaw (Far Cry 5 & Far Cry: New Dawn) a brunette white man who's considered as a fuckup by his community but dearly loved by a brother figure, could be clinically insane, loves flamethrowers, and grows to be a relatively responsible adult in his own way am i talking about jason or sharky. i rest my case.

Rabi Ray Rana (Far Cry 4) and Paz/Bicho (Far Cry 6) radio buddies. i think Bicho would be eager to learn a lot from Rabi and Rabi would appreciate Bicho's fresh ideas for broadcasts.

Oliver Carswell (Far Cry 3) and Yogi & Reggie (Far Cry 4) Fellow weed dealer associates. That's it.

Ajay Ghale (Far Cry 4) and Faith Seed (Far Cry 5) Unpopular opinion but I think Ajay would pop in to smoke weed with Faith. He has questionable taste in friends AND he's used to the religion conversion attempts and takes it in stride like a big boy for the good kush.

Willis Huntley (various Far Cry games) and Juan Cortez (Far cry 6) they canonically do know and has worked with each other in the past. it's the type of friendship where Willis would be the first guy to get and keep the signed copy of 'El Camino De La Guerilla' despite how he's never going to read it because it's un-American. also they're both horrible selfish old men that cranks crude jokes and in other words: