#August 001

[elizabethxmonroe]

Who: @augustusellison and Ellie

Where: Perk coffee shop

When: July 2024

Ellie had been working a case all night and she was in desperate need of an early morning pick-me-up. Running over to the coffee shop before work was something she had done hundreds of times. She was waiting for her drink after ordering, as she was also picking up something for her partner before their shift started. Looking down at her phone she was reading a text from Jordan when she thought she heard her name being called. Just as she was about to reach for the cup, her hand collided with someone else's. Looking to see who it belonged to, her brow furrowed as she recognized him. "Oh," she said barely above a whisper. "August," she nodded, her tone short and curt as she was still not over what he had done to her best friend.

[autumnshowell]

who: @moonpains where: August's Apartment

Knocking on doors is one of the single worst anxiety triggers in her life. It's met in competition only by calling strangers on the phone and submitting resumes. Even with the bravado and irate fervor that has haunted her in this new form of existence, the very human element of her still hates it.

First her knock goes unanswered and she's not even sure if she actually touched the door with her knuckles, so the second one she, of course, pounds on the thing carelessly, forgetting that she's a lot stronger at a baseline now, so she's wincing when, this time, the door does open.

"Uhm, August Choi?" She asks. "I found your uh, your zine?" She peers in through the opening. "Can we talk?"

[jaceeverett]

Although he had been with the department since sometime earlier that summer, Jason felt like he was still getting to know most of the guys, especially since by the time he got to the station on a call, or to the location where they were called to, everyone was -- rightfully so, of course -- focused on the mission. It was nice to get to know someone outside of that, at least besides his brother, anyway. "I grew up doing this," he admitted on a laugh, gesturing towards the field, "played or part of a season, but otherwise just hung out with friends, the usual. My sister's boyfriend's kid plays, though, so I guess I sort of have a connection now," in a roundabout way, at least. "What about you?"

August nodded as he looked at the other and he then nodded, "Oh okay. Yeah. I thought you looked familiar. I don't know if we ever actually met though! It's nice to meet you, Jason." He replied with a big smile on his face. The fire station in town was pretty big so there was no surprise to August that he hadn't met everyone that worked or volunteered there quite yet. "How are ya doing? What brings you out to the high school family game?" He asked as he raised an eyebrow, "Someone you know here or do you just like to cheer on the team?"

[sommersong]

@cordoliae as august sirin : it's not as bad as you thought, is it?

SIMEON ALWAYS THINKS BETTER WITH THE SKY ABOVE HIM, WITH THE COOL OF THE GRASS BENEATH HIM. he wouldn't call himself an outside sort of guy, usually, not much a fan of hiking without purpose and certainly not of camping, if he can avoid it. but visiting august is different and he makes every excuse to do so, when he can justify making his way over to this corner of the world. especially in summer. amongst the flowers, listening to the hum of the world and the sound of her voice or even just her breathing, he feels a sense of calm he finds nowhere else. the clover-like scent of cornflowers and the spice and earth of poppies, overlayed with the mild familiarity of chamomile, fills his senses as entirely as the feeling of her hand in his. with his eyes closed and the sun on his face, he nearly misses her question, despite having been deep in conversation moments before.

" mh? " his fingers tighten around hers, almost in apology for losing his train of thought, for briefly sounding almost sleepy in his response. " oh. right. " he pulls her hand to his mouth to kiss the back of it, sighing against it before letting their entwined hands fall to the grass once more. admittedly, it's a subject he's avoided by performing no small amount of conversational gymnastics. it would be strange, he supposed, considering how much more he does share with her than most – except that it's to do with his sister and with her and with them in a way he's pathologically avoided for long enough to make it even odder.

but despite his penchant for avoidance, despite the fact that he might continue to deflect if she were anyone else, even simeon knows he cannot continue to put it off over and over and over again. he pulls in a breath, then lets it out again, and allows himself a bit of a shrug, which doesn't have much of an effect lying on the ground as they are. finally, he ventures, " it's not ... I didn't ever think it was bad. just ... " with his eyes still closed, he lifts his free hand to drag it slowly down his face. " it's stupid. it's stupid! my – what I was worried about, I mean. because I knew it wasn't true, but I still ... " how does he begin to explain that even in his safest place in the world, he cannot help but slip into the defensive the moment he believes it might be taken away? he groans quietly, rolling over to bury his face in her shoulder as if hiding, as if the only way he can gather the courage to continue is to make sure he can't be observed while he does. " I ... thought if you and shoshana started, you know, hanging out ... that you wouldn't – want to spend as much time with, uh ... " he feels his brow furrow and his nose wrinkle against the fabric of her clothing as his bottom lip unwittingly pouts where she can't see him. " ... me. like I said! stupid, you know? "

[wantdead]

" sam and i used to do this all the time ... " things had changed the past few months. he reminisced as he sat beside his friend, waiting for the comets that would reportedly pass through earth that same night. / @lovethcrn [ lana collins ]

[criticalfai1ure]

van de hoek / de vlinder timeline :

1678 - (january) cyrus holcroft is born

1683 - (august) cornelius smeenk is born

1683 - (november) august van de hoek is born

1688 - (june) yvette van de hoek is born

1693 - august meets cornelius smeenk aboard the ridderschap as the ship's cabin boys

1699 - (november) ingvild vik is born

1701 - maria van de hoek dies

1703 - (spring) august purchases a french frigate and names it de vlinder

1703 - cyrus holcroft marries prudence wembley

1703 - (autumn) august builds a crew and receives his letter of marque from the dutch

1703 - atsuyuki nakamura meets august off the coast of madagascar and joins the crew

1704 - (late winter) cyrus becomes a widower

1704 - (summer) august receives a letter of marque from the english, though he almost solely sails under dutch colors

1705 - cyrus holcroft officially begins courting yvie

1707 - (late winter) hendrik van de hoek dies, leaving august as the head of household and in charge of yvie's dowry

1707 - (spring) cyrus and yvie marry

1707 - (spring) cyrus and august have a falling out, wherein august refuses to give cyrus the dowry he was expecting to receive upon marriage to yvette. cyrus' anger festers into what will become a lifelong grudge

1707 - (december) mina holcroft is born

1708 - fabian de la fuente is convinced to defect from the spanish navy and joins the crew

1708 - (december) newton holcroft is born

1710 - (july) judith holcroft is born

1713 - (late winter/early spring) letters of marque from both the english and dutch are stripped, due in large part to a smear campaign and lies sold to the admiralty by cyrus

1713 - (early spring) a vote is taken and de vlinder turns its bow to piracy

1715 - ingvi convinces august to sign her onto the crew, she is appointed as gunner's mate. they return to ula, norway on a semi-regular basis in part for ingvi to visit with her family but, as the years progress, also for others of the crew to make a life there

1717 - pascal descoteaux is falsely accused of stealing from the household at which he is employed. he proceeds to steal all the silverware he can get his hands on, a few cooking utensils he could not live without, some herbs and spices, and his favoured cooking pot and runs for it, dipping into a pub where he meets fabian and gets swept onto the crew

1720 - 1729 YOU ARE HERE (main verse setting)

1722 - (autumn) de vlinder meets a kraken

1723 - (late summer) de vlinder takes the duchess of hanover hostage. she remains aboard the ship for several months longer than anticipated, fostering a relationship between her and august

1724 - (october) dorothea prentiss is born

1724 - (late autumn) august is arrested in london after visiting and meeting his daughter for the first time

1724 - de vlinder dispatches a small rescue party to break august out of prison. kees convinces ingvi not to kill cyrus when the opportunity is presented to do so with little immediate consequence

1725 - cyrus and his ship, the dolphin, are officially commissioned by the duke of hanover to hunt the pirate captain, august van de hoek

1729 - (late spring) after years of a vicious game of cat and mouse, during which de vlinder constantly outmanoeuvres the dolphin, cyrus manages to surprise august, ambushing the pirates when they are visiting ula. august is arrested, days later followed (rightfully) by ingvi and then swiftly followed (undeservedly) by kees.

1729 - cornelius smeenk is hanged for piracy on the deck of the dolphin

1729 - ingvild vik is keelhauled and then beaten when the keelhauling doesn't kill her. she is brought back to life by the norse god freyr

1729 - cyrus holcroft is killed by august van de hoek in front of the remainders of both of their crews. it does little to assuage the guilt and grief at losing kees

1730 - ingvi and pax are married by august, aboard de vlinder

1732 - (summer) lucas vik pascalsen is born

1732 - atsuyuki nakamura retires from piracy

1734 - dorothea stows away on de vlinder

1739 - with permission, dora stays aboard de vlinder for the sail back to ula. this trip is rife with Things Going Wrong

1741 - august van de hoek retires from piracy and moves in with the dowager duchess and her daughter

[bradleymorrisx]

After everything Brad and August had been through together, the highs and the lows, he knew should probably give the latter a break. However, if the same man hadn't broken his sister's heart, he probably would have. But August did break Grace's heart so Brad couldn't give him a break. After the subsequent cheating, Brad couldn't see a way to forgive his former best friend for what he had done to not just his sister, but his nieces too. And now with this, he felt that August just kept digging himself into a deeper and deeper hole. "Purposefully or not, it still happened, Augustus," he seethe through gritted teeth, not having ever called him by his former friend's first name. It sucks the whole situation sucked and he knew August was a good father, but something like leaving an unattended baby wasn't something he could let slide. As soon as Brad felt his feet leave the ground, he was more astonished than anything, and he had never thought August would lay a hand on him. Before he could respond, the girls came back and he was thankful because he didn't know what he'd do. Brad's eyes got wide and he smiled at them, "see I knee you girls could do that job. Much better than myself or your dad here," he faked smiled at him. Crouching down to hug them both, he kissed them on the top of their heads, "I love you girls so much." He squeezed them both, "Yes go get the rest of the stuff you can make dinner for your mom." He got up and then over to Frankie, before leaning in and kissing her cheek. Before going back to his own cart, tomato can in hand. @augustusellison

August was sure that part of the reason he was so upset about how Brad was handling all of this was because at one point the two had been inseparable. What had started out as two best friends spending time together, becoming each other's personal therapist had shaped their friendship in more ways than August had ever expected. At one point, Brad had been August's very best friend, only being replaced with Grace once August had fallen for her. In hindsight, the only person that knew August as well as Grace was Brad in August's opinion and losing that bond when August had cheated, it had been more than just his marriage that had ended; it was his friendship as well. And while August knew that Brad had ever right to hate him for it, the fact that Brad could see something so innocent and look at August in an entirely new light - almost as if he was of some evil - nearly broke August's heart. Though when Brad began to question August's parenting, that's where he drew the line. "You have no right to question my parenting skills. I'm a good father; I'd never purposefully do something to hurt my children, Bradley and you of all people should know that." he admitted, looking at him for a moment and shaking his head. August didn't like this. He didn't like feeling as if he was an awful father because of something like this. Sure, he was beating himself up - it should've never happened, he'd admit that - but to hear the way Bradley questioned everything about it and then went as far as to assume August let his children get hurt in his sight didn't feel fair. And before he even had time to process, Bradley was in the air, and August was livid. He was thankful a moment later that the girl's caught their attention; this wasn't August. He wasn't like this; he wasn't a fighter and he certainly wasn't one to cause a scene in the middle of a grocery store. He turned, looking at his daughter's as they giggled and he kneeled, thankful that he'd put Frankie in her stroller moments prior. "You two are so smart, look at you." he spoke, sighing as he kissed the top of both girl's heads, watching as they beamed, moving away from the can to let their father lift it. "Go give Uncle Brad a hug, girls, okay? We need to finish grocery shopping so we can get home and make dinner for Momma." he winked, watching as the girls did so, thankful that their uncle was standing in the aisle, clearly unsure of anything that had just happened. @bradleymorrisx

[ziggykyeons]

ziggy 📲 auggie.

Ziggy: Have you had an uptick in foot traffic at the book store? 👀 Ziggy: I think the algorithms been pushing the video I did again for some reason and I'm hoping those views have turned to real life clip clops. 🚶🏽‍♂️‍➡️

[sunshincwitch]

Closed starter for @gus-amado

Location: Summerfest

Music pumped through the air, so loud you could barely hear the person next to you if they were shouting in your ear. It made conversation difficult to say the least, so when she spotted August in the crowd she immediately waved and began pushing her way through the throngs of people to get closer to him. Still a good 15 feet away she began signing, thankful that she didn’t have to scream to have a simple conversation. “Hey Professor” she signed as she continued to fight to get closer. “I didn’t expect to see you at a big music festival like this. Are you enjoying the artists? Or are you here for an interpreting gig?”

[acefms]

( closed starter for stefan | @fadiingliight )

Being the first person to show up for a self defence class didn’t seem like it would be such a terrible thing, yet when August entered through the door her body instantly went into fight of flight mode when she saw just who the instructor was. It had been several years since she had last seen him, but Stefan was a face she’d never forget. Her college boyfriend. A serious one. They’d spent two years together and then her life flipped upside down and she’d been left with no choice but to run. And that’s exactly what her body told her to do in that exact moment. “Oh, fuck me this cannot be happening right now.” She mumbled to herself, eyes wide and palms clammy. Quickly, she turned on her heels and headed towards the door, but before she could make a swift exit she was forced backwards into the room as the rest of the class came hurrying in. Suddenly, she felt trapped. Forced to face a past she’d spent so long running from.

[naturesesme]

Time: Morning Location: The Pyramid, probably one or training areas underground or library? Characters: @acolyterose & @naturesesme

“... This is insane,” she muttered, mostly to herself, walking towards one of the acolytes putting a book down on his desk. Octavian was practically the only druid teaching the acolytes anything. There were almost no real Keepers to teach the usual lessons that she’d once been taught and apparently that sleeping guy in the medical wing was Aren in a coma. It was borderline like a daycare center with only one adult. The place was a mess.

“You,” she said, more cheerful now as she leaned over the man’s desk. “What’s your name? You’re one of Octavian’s new acolytes, right?”

[nicolepeterson]

closed event starter for @august-murray location: Kinderlodge Park made with the beta editor

There was never a day that passed that Nicole wasn't happy to have her friendship with Auggie. He had been her rock through high school and without him, she wasn't sure if she would've made it through. Hell, there were days now that she wasn't sure what she'd do without him. He was one of the few who knew her the best and lately she had distanced herself from him. She didn't want to show him how she'd been upset and scared about what was going on in her present relationship, if she was in one still, and then finding out she was pregnant, she was nervous to tell him about that too. However, she wanted to see him just to feel some normalcy and was glad he agreed to a picnic with her. She had set it up in the park and waved to him when she saw him. "Hey. I'm glad you made it." She smiled as he sat by her.

[sommersong]

@cordoliae as august sirin : revenge is not a compelling therapeutic goal.

SIMEON ANSWERS WITH A SOMEWHAT DERISIVE SNORT, LOOKING ALMOST TOO PLEASED WITH HIMSELF. as usual, with him, such pleasure is entirely unearned. if anything, it's rather the opposite. of course, he didn't expect august to agree with him, kindhearted soul that she is, but they know each other well enough that, clearly, it doesn't surprise her, at the very least. she is a rare individual for so many reasons he can't fully articulate. admittedly, he spent his formative years in the dog-eat-dog world of fame, too young to understand what he'd gotten himself into, but even if he'd lived more softly, he doubted he'd have encountered many people as gentle as she. yet by no means does that make her weak. by his count, anybody who can manage to be as close to simeon and his sister – significant challenges in entirely opposite ways – without faltering could likely fight god and win. of course, he expected that, if god should exist and august should meet them, she would be far more likely to make them soup and tea and ask all sorts of brutal questions about the world cloaked in that comforting aura of calm.

" au contraire, my dearest darling, " he says, tucking his chin comfortably over her right shoulder as he pulls her nearer to him on the couch. his impulse has always been toward affection, but august is one of the only people outside his mother with whom he shares it anymore without thought or calculation. " revenge is a deeply compelling therapeutic goal. pretty sure the next john wick film is going to see him using therapy speak on his enemies before taking them out. it's just not probably a healthy one. at least, that's what nancy says. "

nancy, his longtime therapist, had sighed a little when he told her, although she hadn't looked particularly surprised. after ten years of appointments with him, he doubted there was much he could do anymore to surprise her. he's always thought nancy would adore august, if they met, although she certainly already considers her a good influence on him based on what he's told her.

" I mean the bill's huge, obviously, but it did feel therapeutic, at the time. and I wouldn't really call it revenge anyway. " he sips at the steaming tea in his hand, careful not to spill any on her shoulder as he considers. " more like the concept of talk shit, get hit, only in this case, the talking shit was hey, simeon, I know our breakup over a decade ago made you spiral into oblivion and I acted like a complete prick the entire time and haven't ever genuinely apologized, but why don't we try again? and the get hit was me fucking up his brand new sports car to remind him exactly why he doesn't want that. which, by the way, he bought a matte black sports car. who does that? he had it coming for his shitty behavior and his douchey taste, as far as I'm concerned. "

[cherryrikis]

ONE LESS LONELY GIRL

PAIRING idols riki x fem reader

WARNINGS profanity, jokes ab death, internet trolls

GENRE lots of fluff, humor, mild angst, workplace romance

SYNOPSIS fans always point out the chemistry between you and riki, and it only continues to grow after you become mc’s together on music bank. but as your feelings rise, so does the tension. and people begin to notice, so you try not to let riki know how you feel. but unbeknownst to you, he feels entirely the same way.

STATUS august 10 2024 - september 04 2024

taglist is closed </3

PROFILES hypen not hyphen | bunnygirls

TRACK 001 : the left side

TRACK 002 : inconveniently convenient

TRACK 003 : my nervous babies

TRACK 004 : loveyloveyloveydoveydoveydovey

TRACK 005 : big balls and lots of courage

TRACK 006 : first time for everything

TRACK 007 : a statement

TRACK 008 : accidental but pretty intentional

TRACK 009 : 24/7 chemistry

TRACK 010 : you + me = serotonin boost

TRACK 011 : my girl!

TRACK 012 : the talk

TRACK 013 : the bigger talk

[end.] TRACK 014 : im one less lonely girl

[epilogue.] TRACK 015 : one year with you

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a/n this smau will be kinda short, maybe only 15-20 episodes. also there will be a lot of written parts

[criticalfai1ure]

august has a gold hoop in his left ear. he used to have one in his right as well, but it was ripped out during a particularly nasty battle with a spanish warship while de vlinder still held their letters of marque and, though his ear has since healed, he has yet to replace it.

[jxsminebailey]

She watched as he wrote on the paper, her curiosity tugging at her to look. Though she couldn't crane her neck enough to steal a peek at what had been written on the paper she gave the other. Shaking her head, a smile forming, she bit on her lip a bit, "no sir, definitely not." Her cheeks became pink as she was getting flustered the more they flirted with each other. She liked it and hoped it would continue, desperately hoping his fries ds were running late. "Neither do I honestly, I just feel like I've heard size does matter here," she shrugged lightly, looking around before adding, "or so I've been told." She was hoping he couldn't tell how pink her cheeks were getting from the banter, though she had a feeling a little teasing might go a long way between them. Seeing a group walk in, her eyes following his, her heart sank a bit, as she figured his friends would arrive soon. Turning her attention back to August, she looked down at his hands, before looking back at his eyes. Nodding, she took the first piece of paper, "absolutely," she said, her heart skipping a beat before looking back around. "Hmm," she said and took the tissue box from behind the desk and emptied the remaining tissues and holding out to him. "We do now."

Taking the paper from her, he smiled using the pen from his pocket and writing something on the paper before he placed the pen back in his pocket, holding onto the paper. Might as well keep the suspense going; besides, he was enjoying this bit of flirtatious banter they had going on at the moment. "Definitely can't have that." he laughed, shaking his head as he looked at the other. Taking the piece of paper he'd just written on, he held up a finger, ripping it in half and writing a message on the now blank sheet before he folded it and placing it in his hand along with the other, offering her a mischievous smile; flirting may just be August's new pass time. As the conversation shifted to golf again, August laughed, offering her a shrug. "I don't know the first thing about gold, honestly. I only know what I know which is that these clubs were picked out specifically by the person I'm meeting here. If it wasn't for that I'm not so sure I'd know what I was doing. Still don't, but at least I know my clubs are right." he shrugged. He looked up, seeing a group of people come through the door, knowing that he was likely going to have to step out of the way soon. Sighing, he returned his attention to her, offering her a smile. "Now, about those suggestions." he spoke, taking the first piece of paper and holding it out towards her, offering her a smile. "Suggestion number one is that you take that number and give me a call. Let me take you out for drinks." he spoke. "Secondly, is there an actual suggestion box? Because people need to hear this one." @jxsminebailey