#HEHEHE ARCHERY

[lesbianspeedy]

they go 😋

[muchmossymess]

okay but the unexplored potential of a revali and purah dynamic

revali is so keen to be the best of the best and push himself past all conceivable limits, and purah wants to find the limits of sheikah tech and magic only to barrel past them and nearly become god

so one day, purah comes to revali "how high can medoh fly?" and he pauses bc he hasnt thought about that much, which he realises is asinine how has he not thought of taking her higher "well her resting altitude is x but its possible to go higher, though i dont know her limits" and they just look at each other bc well now they have too know-

and it continues like that, purah coming to revali with questions about medoh or the rito or his wind magic or eventually just requests for assistance "i need you to fly this up there for me, clear out this monster camp, ect ect" and revali loving the attention and the chance to show off, and that hes able to prove himself as truly better (he often tries to rope in the other champions to compare) and purah is loving all the data and the chance to work so closely with a pilot and they both compliment each others personalities quite well, both sassy and intelligent and where purah is overbearing and bubbly revali is insecure and sulky

anyway this is all pre calamity stuff, i want them to be very good friends and cause chaos together and push each other to constantly better each other, and purah would scoff at revalis creative insults but internally laugh and file them away to use later, and revali may act uninterested when purah talks for hours about conclusions shes come to and different approaches they could take hes actually paying complete attention and thinking of ways to use this knowledge in piloting or training

[moispanik]

I usually do 3 doodles but today my hand got extremely tired somehow so have these 2 🎐

[dawnoftime22]

I love you.

| W.M -> N.R

Undeserving of a Love Like Yours, Chapter 12

Chapter Warnings: None, I don't think

Summary: The day you chose a path for yourself was the day she also made her very own choice, and the weight of the world was lifted without any more time wasted.

Series Summary: When you're stuck in a complete hole of confusion and hurt with the one you thought you loved most, a certain redhead finds her way into your life.

Word Count: 3.6k

Category: Hurt/Comfort(?), Fluff, Fluff, and FLUFF!! oh, did I say...? Fluff.

A/N: idk if the beginning is lame? but I really hope it isn't - In compensation of all the angst and finally, to put an end to this series, I give you, the last chapter. It's been an incredibly fun adventure :] this might be the most tender chapter (or fic) I've written yet. I hope all of you enjoyed it as much as I have and I'm really really happy at the amount of support I see some of you give me. ily ily all<3 I'm back in my groove HEHEH!!!

P.S: this is better with reputation on or the series playlist. ;] (specifically starting at fortnight or anywhere at the bottom)

Series Playlist

| Started on 31/03/2024, 8:16 AM |

| Finished on 13/05/2024, 4:15 PM |

Masterlist | Series Masterlist | N.R Masterlist

<- Chapter 11

"I'll end the torture I put on myself...and the one you put on yourself, because no one ever deserves such a thing but love."

(I will never not love that picture of her<3)

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The rain earlier sheened the streets with gleams of reflections. The lampposts glowed in a warm orange. It was cold, but in the most cozy way. At least, if you were under a blanket. Right now, your body was shivering and your hands might soon go numb if you stayed outside any longer.

Windows of shops were bright with light, bars were dim with crowds of people, and a creak of a door from an old aged store thats always been there, ever since you first visited Kate.

There was a group of people, laughing heartily from a joke as you walked by. They seemed kind. On the other side of the street was two people, a couple perhaps, smiling gently as they shared a small cake, enjoying theirselves. Another, was walking hand in hand.

You sighed, keeping your hands in the pockets of your jacket in the meanwhile. At least it was some type of warmth. It may not be another hand, but your jacket was your friend.

The apartment ridded your bodily shivers, but your fingers were definitely entirely numb and redder than usual as you closed the door. Meanwhile, golden fur brushed against your legs and just barely appeared in your vision below you.

Leaning down, you smiled softly, scratching Lucky behind his ears before kicking your shoes off and moving to sit on the couch. Or rather, slightly fall atop it. You closed your face with both your hands. All this silence, pining and desperately waiting was driving you crazy.

Lucky had laid down next to you, looking at you adorably with his one eye. Your body was lazily laid down, but you shifted to hug his cuddly figure, him instantly snuggling into the embrace.

You stayed like that for a while, and he didn't move at all until you pulled away, sliding your phone out from your pockets. The time showed on the front screen, with a wallpaper of you and Nat at the aquarium.

The urge you had to change it to something else. But you couldn't-- it was too precious. You sat up, then moved to stand, finding your contacts app.

Yes, you might also throw up soon if you stared at your contacts any more than you already have the past few months, but this was something that had to be done.

The room was quiet as you paced the floor, your feet padding against the wood quietly. A notification came in that had you flickering your eyes to your phone again, but it was just an indication of Kate adding to her Instagram story.

Checking, it was just a video of her showing off her archery skills and having fun with her friends from class. Well, while she was out having fun, you were dying with a decision you had to make.

...You shouldn't think like that. In fact, you were happy she was much happier than how you felt. Ah, who are you kidding? You shouldn't even think about it at all. Your screen went back to your list of contact names.

The one at the bottom you've been dreading to even lay your eyes upon appears into view. You didn't text or call her. Instead, you went into the detail view.

A button with red text held itself in place. Red was danger. Sure. It meant it was a risk and it needed you to go through a confirmation step first. But for you it was the opposite.

Block this contact?

Are you sure?

Finally after a moment of hesitation, you tap on 'Yes', and the name disappears. You had stopped your pacing long ago and now you stood in the middle of the living room, contemplating the option you chose. Just like that.

You had made your decision. It was time to let go a while ago. But something held you back. At least until the redhead came along, gently making herself at home within your heart.

Lucky stared at you as your shoulders went down, and you couldn't tell if it was in despair or relief. Maybe both. Asking her the question that shouldn't have been asked.

You shouldn't have done such a thing. You had messed up. A whole lot. Now you had nothing but yourself. Why did you even dare to?-- because you wouldn't want to get yourself stuck in something you feared would take yet another year's time to heal from.

Realisations after realisations were overcoming your head like a crow cawing at you to snap back into reality. Maybe a walk by yourself without interruptions did the trick after all.

You shook your head, going back to the couch, taking a seat that you definitely needed with everything happening. She's all thats been filling up your memories lately. So much, to the point that her hand prints were all over your soul.

You should call her up, but what if she hates you now? Considering the disappointment you've gotten before on a phone call, you had doubt poisoning all over your veins.

A sigh left your mouth for the hundreth time and you put your phone on the couch, setting it aside. You needed time, and she probably did too. Plus, if you continued any more, having just gotten over a single step of blocking a contact, you might as well faint if you even look at your messages with Nat.

Lucky rested his head on your leg, looking up at you knowingly as he felt your tiredness. Your hand settles on his fur, going through it gently.

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Nat was staring at her phone as she walked outside, her teeth sunk into her lower lip. She's been pacing in front of her apartment, having just finished drinking some hot coffee at a nearby shop. She thought it would calm her, especially with the rain earlier and the cold night air.

But, it only made her energized, her mind going more aware. As coffee is supposed to do. Really, she should have just gotten tea or a hot chocolate and maybe she would have been fine.

She's been looking at your text messages, ones thats been sent days ago now. Neither of you had talked in so long. Or at least to her, it felt like centuries, ages. She hoped desperately to magically see a text appear from you of saying something, or perhaps that you'll appear at her apartment.

But there was nothing. It was a fault of two sides, neither was really in the wrong, but if neither said anything, it'll simply slowly die.

She felt your distance, and she knew your mind was possibly getting just as loud as hers was. She had to do something, and fast, or the negative possibilities of whatever could happen would become reality.

Her legs started walking continuously forward rather than pacing, deciding to go towards the apartment you were at. She stored her phone in her pocket, determined to get to you rather than let it sit any longer.

She could never possibly hate you. She wouldn't even if she could. The moon and stars had disappeared, the clouds having covered it up. She didn't need their company, anyway. But the rain did come along to be her company.

Great. It was heavy, and people outside retreated to nearby shops and restaurant. She didn't follow them. Thank god for her jacket, but it was still all the more freezing cold.

Her walking slowly speeds up. Then, the splashing of boots running across the sidewalk sounded out through the streets.

Red car lights were in the reflections of the road, blurred from the rain water. A horn sounded out somewhere, probably for a stubborn person looking at their phone as they sat at a stop light. But she couldn't bother to see what it was at all.

The redhead, getting hit by the rain from every angle as she pants, almost out of breath from all the steps she's taken. If the sole of her feet wasn't firm on the concrete, she probably would have slipped.

But, she gets closer with obstacles and needing to find her way through people before she soon arrives. She takes a couple deep breaths after breathing through gasps, her lungs absolutely getting a work-out from the running.

Nat swallows down the burn in her throat, slowly recollecting herself and standing up straighter. When she looks up at the windows of the apartment, the lights are on.

It means you're here.

You're home.

Nat walks close to the door, a little calmer now and her hand goes up hesitantly.

She knocks on the door, but an answer awaits for far too long. Too many seconds.

She looks at the doorbell button.

She presses it.

A ringing that goes through the house can be faintly heard, before some gentle footsteps grow louder, nearing towards the front door.

It opens, and she sees you.

You were blown away by the sight in front of you. Almost quite literally from how windy it was outside, too. Nat, drenched in the rain, and out of breath as if she ran all the way here, because she did. You were definitely going to faint now from the sudden appearance.

Yet, at the realization of the sight in front of you, the two of you having just stared at each other, your face instantly fills with worry and concern. "Gosh, Nat, what are you--"

"I love you!" she blurted out, cutting you off in your sentence. Her voice was determined as she stared at you in such a vulnerable way, her eyes wandering your face to see your emotions.

You stood there, as she kept getting drenched from the rain. She thought she lost it all because you had shock visible in your eyes. Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe she shouldn't have-- But your gaze softened, and you stepped back slightly to let her in.

She steps in, a confused and curious expression on her face at your silence, but she lets you close the door before watching you turn around.

You went closer, your hands going to cup her cheeks as you leaned in until your lips softly touched. She had met you halfway, her own hands instinctively landing on your hips. Finally.

You could feel the cold rain on her lips before you pulled away slowly, but resting your forehead against hers, her breath warm against your skin.

"I love you, too," you whispered, but from how close you were to her, you didn't need to be any louder. Her heart had skipped a beat, and her lips raised up, absolutely in joy of your reply.

"We've switched roles...except you got the worse part," you let out a chuckle, tugging on the soaked jacket she was wearing that did nothing to protect her from the cold, until your eyes landed on her soft forest green eyes.

She gave you a soft smile, but her body shivered. Her boots were practically filled up with water, and the water dripped to the floor, but you didn't mind.

"Let's get you dried up," you said, going off to your bedroom to grab some towels for her. "Um--" She stood there for a moment, wondering if she should follow you or not.

"You can use my bathroom, come on." You urged her as you draped a towel over heer shoulders and went behind her to gently push her forward.

Her cheeks blush a pink tint, but she walks forward, going into your bedroom. As you were grabbing her some clothes, she took off her jacket, and pulled out her phone.

"Oh--" she pulled out the cassette player she brought from her apartment, pulling it out from her bag and placing it on your bed gently. Thankfully, it was dry and didn't get hit by the rain.

"I...fixed this up. It wasn't the belt. I mean, I replaced it anyway, but some parts had dirt covering them," she said, looking up to you as you walked back to her with a shirt and sweatpants in hand. You raised your eyebrows, intrigued at how she did it herself when you forgot.

It looked like it was brand new, shining brightly with the dim light with you inspecting it. You then went to grab a cassette tape from your shelves and your headphones to plug in, then you test it.

She had unfolded the t-shirt you got in the meanwhile, keeping herself occupied instead of just watching you. She held it up to her frame, seeing that it was just about the same size as hers.

You smiled softly, listening to the music and looking at her. "This sounds...amazing. You did good work in this." At that, her face lit up, and her smile reflected yours.

"Thank you," she said gently, putting the t-shirt back on the bed to wear later, her hands settling on the towel on her shoulder that kept her warm, even if its just a little.

"Now go, take a warm shower before you freeze to death or something." You gestured to the bathroom door, and she quietly giggled as she turned around, going off to shower.

Your gaze was adoring as you watched her go, then you went back to looking at the cassette player, shaking your head at the incredible handiwork she had.

Then, noticing the curtains of the apartment were still open while outside it was nighttime, you decide to go forward and close them, putting the cassette player down with your headphones. Of course, making sure you paused it rather than letting the music playing on its own.

Once done with the bedroom curtains, you gently shut the door on your way out to the living room, letting Nat have her privacy as you close the rest of the curtains.

One view of the windows though, had caught your attention. It was the larger window Kate had in her apartment, so it showed a perfect view of the sky and the city.

The night was starry now, the rain having settled down and the clouds dissipating. As you stood there admiring the moon and trying to figure out which white dot was a star and which one was a planet, Nat had come out the bedroom, wearing the clothes you gave her.

She stands beside you, gazing up and following the direction of your eyes. Nearly all the planets were shining in the sky, surprisingly enough.

Her hand gently intertwined with yours and her eyes fall back to you, a soft smile gracing her lips. Feeling the warmth of her hand had you turning to look at her, heat rising to your cheeks.

"Ты галактика (Ty galaktika)," she whispered, her free hand going up to gently cup your cheek, her love genuine in her eyes. You smiled softly, your heart jumping in joy.

"Does that mean galaxy?" You guessed gently and curiously, finally getting the chance to ask of one of her sentences you couldn't recognize.

She nodded gently, and then realized you still didn't know the full meaning. "It means you're the galaxy." She whispered, making your eyes widen and your lips part in surprise at the deep meaning, having thought it only meant one word.

You breathed out a chuckle before leaning in to gently capture her lips in a tender kiss, as if it was on instinct, a habit you had already developed naturally, when you haven't kissed each other ever since the first, or even seen each other in days.

But oh, you were depths upon depths in love with her. She returned the kiss, pouring her heart and soul into it, and your bodies fit each other like puzzle pieces.

Considering you were slowly moving towards your bedroom, you reached to the living room lamp when you were close enough, turning it off, knowing you wouldn't be going back into the room and Kate wasn't going to be home until tomorrow. Something about staying at her mom's? You didn't know, but you couldn't be bothered when your fingers entangled in red hair.

When the darkness grew, so did your passion. After a while though, you parted, pausing for a moment with your forehead rested against hers. You breathed in through the space between the two of you, your breaths colliding on skin and mixing.

"Does this make us..." You start in a whisper, but trail off, hesitant to say the word. The corners of her lips tug up in the meanwhile. It was time, and she was ready to jump into it with you.

"Lovers?" She suggests slowly, feeling your hand on her chest that rose and fell with her shallow breathing. You nod to her question, confirming that was what you wanted to say.

"Yes." She breathed out before her lips leaned in and continued to meet yours softly, her hand traveling from your waist up to your back. For the moment, the world only held the two of you.

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You now laid against Nat comfortably on the bed, sitting in the dim lighting as the crickets quietly chirped in the background. You nuzzled into her neck for a moment as you wrapped your arms around her shoulders.

She gently rubbed her hand up and down your back, resting her cheek gently against the side of your head. You then turn your face out from the crook of her neck, looking up at the redhead.

Natasha smiled softly, her eyes meeting yours as she gazed into your loving eyes. She couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and happiness wash over her with someone, for the first time.

You shifted yourself by firmly gripping her shoulders and pushed yourself up, your legs on the sides of her hips as your hands went to cup both her cheeks.

"You're so pretty." You whisper softly, your thumb gently rubbing her soft skin as she stared at you, her smile growing wider.

"And you're..." She wanted to return the compliment, but paused, unable to find one that was completely perfect for you, because you were simply too gorgeous.

"ты красивая (ty krasivaya)," she then said, and you raise your eyebrows, but your heart was still beating with love for her, knowing it definitely meant something that was going to make you fall for her further.

"...What does that mean?" You asked, tilting your head in curiosity. She giggled softly, noticing that you looked like Liho whenever she got curious.

"It means you're beautiful, моя любовь (moya lyubov)." She leaned in closer, keeping her eyes on yours. You loved how smoothly it comes from her lips.

"And that?" you ask. Even though you could guess, you wanted to make sure, and to hear her translate it into English for you only made you fall deeper for her.

She blushes slightly, but replies nonetheless. "My love," she whispers, shaking her head. She nuzzles her nose against yours when she leaned in closer, making you giggle softly.

"I love you," you said under your breath, feeling her hair gently tickle your fingers as you still had your hand cupped on her cheeks.

"I love you, too," she replies, going in for yet another kiss. You moved your hands down, wrapping around her neck once more.

Your heart was soft and your shoulders held little to no weight at all on them as you lay in this moment with her. It was as if nothing could lay a finger on either of you. You then pull back slightly, staring into her eyes.

"You know, your eyes are so green," you whispered softly, even though you've stared into them a thousand times. She blushes, but smiles.

"I can listen to your compliments all night if thats what you want," she commented, her voice raspy yet gentle. Her hand had gone under your shirt gently to trace gentle patterns on the skin of your back.

"I would very much love that," you said through another giggle, leaning ever so closer to her. You placed your hand on her chest, her heartbeat thumping against your palm as you settle beside her.

Nat pulls the covers up gently up the two of you, making sure you were warm and comfortable. Every touch of her hands held care and gentleness, making your heart swell.

She trails her hand off to your cheek, gently placing it on there. Your eyes flicker down to it, and you lean into her touch, smiling. She rubs her thumb in a slow back and forth motion.

Your eyelids slowly fell to a close, the gentle motion soothing you to sleep. The broken pieces of your shattered heart had been picked up, and she was careful enough to put it all back together.

end of chapter 12, and the end of this series. <3

Series Masterlist <- Chapter 11

In decision you'll hone, but you too shall run from the option you were given. Then find acceptance and it will be forsaken.

"All the things I didn't do for the sake of my mind." - R.

"All the things I shouldn't have done, but did anyway." - N.R

"...Everything I should have done." - W.M

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[fictionalcharactergraveyard]

hobbies you think the gang would have? BTW ILYSM🫶🥰‼️‼️

OMG I LOVE YOU TOO <333 (i sent u another req btw heheh)

Ponyboy

writing (duh)

reading

drawing

Johnny

drawing (thanks pony)

singing

acting

Dally

origami (man got bored in jail, ok?)

guitar

being a dick-

Darry

woodworking

scrap booking (he hides it tho)

chess

Sodapop

archery

horse riding

magic (he was 11 and never gave up on those dreams ok-)

Two-Bit

backpacking

can also play guitar

drinking-/j

Steve

writing

anything with cars

baseball

[sapphicseasapphire]

Hello, I hope you're doing well today/Night!

I had a question regarding Sky.

Would he actively pick one of the other members of the chain up and fly them to safety if they are in danger? If so, how would each and every one of them react to being carried to safety by the Godkiller? (More wondering on Time’s reaction but also curious about the others as well) (◍•ᴗ•◍)♡ ✧*。

Yes! Okay so Sky actually picks people up all the time, especially during combat. It depends on how heavy they are, though. So Twilight (as a Hylian or any large animal), Legend, Ravio and Time are off the table.

I actually have this whole big thing written out about how Sky fights (because it’s different from Link), and part of his arsenal is… Wild. He’ll lift him up, fly him overhead, and let him rain down arrows upon the battlefield. (Wild is an excellent swordsman but prefers archery).

I also have a scene in my head where Wind is injured in battle and Sky swoops down and grabs him from above. Wind, scared of heights and hurt, kind of freaks out. It’s Sky’s job to get him to safety, even if Wind sees visions of the Helmorac King with every one of Sky’s mighty wingbeats.

I know you specifically asked about Time, but the truth is that Sky would actually never lift Time. Sky is much stronger than he looks- his endurance is an issue- but even being able to walk around with wings at all means that his core muscles are very strong. His wings? Mighty. But his arms? Not so much, especially his right one. (I always do little spirals as shorthand for his lightning scars. You must know that his right arm is severely weakened and he has permanent nerve damage.)

So he’d be relying on the strength of ONE ARM to hold a member of the Chain, unless they’re small enough to ride on his back. Small ones like Wind and Four, lightweight ones like Hyrule and Wild and Wars in his sword, Sky can carry without much strain. (Fairies and spirits weigh next to nothing because most of their body mass is just magic).

Also Sky’s not gonna let Time get close enough to be lifted. And if Time gets hurt in battle, he’s a literal immortal God. He cannot die. (I also have a lot written for how exactly this works) but just know that no one really worries about him during battle. He can take care of himself.

Hehehe and then there’s the Godkiller hehehe

[toxic3mmy]

hiiii ive been rlly obsessed with pjo lately, and this idea's been stuck in my head sooo

a pjo au where reader is a child of eros, and accidentally shoots q with one of the love arrows while practicing archery?? and then he gets a puppy crush and starts following reader around, just a cute romcom :)

woah, this idea sounds awesome! thanks so much for the request babe!! i’ll try my best to satisfy your pjo obsession hehehe

(also, i tweaked some junk like powers of the children of zeus and stuff just to make it easier, JUST PRETEND ITS CORRECT PLZ)

(thinking of adding original art to this IDK GIMME TIME)

prompt: you’re practicing archery and shoot alex, child of apollo, with a love arrow which leads to an accidental crush on you

no warnings! super cute and fluffy and romcom!!

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part one ~

[listen at each star *]

it was a quiet spring morning. you were up and ready for your day and you decided that it would be perfect weather to practice your archery skills. you collected your materials and head off to your usual practice area.

you spruce up your target on the beautiful willow tree trunk in front of you and you begin.

you put your things out on your practice table in a neat manner. you play some of your “weird” non mythological music and begin.

**

you relax completely, hold up your bow and with a deep breath in, you let go.

plonk

“god.. that’s just terrible” you mumble to yourself as you spot the arrow almost a foot away from the practice board.

you draw back again and let go.

plonk

“no wonder i need the damn practice” you’re a bit annoyed seeing the arrow land in the grass at the base of the tree but continue to practice.

you draw back again, feeling a slight tingly vibration in your fingertips, and you knew this was a good sign. you were going to hit it right on the bullseye. the moment you begin to exhale, your music makes an odd doppler effect-like sound and it freaks you out a bit. you still absentmindedly let go of the arrow but don’t see where it landed.

“puta madre!”

a blood curdling shriek escapes you. you frantically try to hide from whoever it was that yelled.

a boy with dark hair came up from behind the willow tree and as soon as your eyes met, he holds both his hands up in defeat.

“don’t shoot, please!”

“dude, what the fuck are you doing here?! i almost had a heart attack! ew what’s wrong with your skin?” you made a face of disgust at him

“huh? look, i was just trying to find where that music was coming from and you shot me! like seriously, can you help me get this stupid arrow out of my ass?! god it’s like really deep in my butt meat”

“okay firstly, ew. secondly, ew.”

“im serious, can you give me a hand?” he pleaded, and as you approached him you noticed way too many things at once;

one: his skin was seriously looking freaky

two: he was a child of apollo, a sworn enemy of your eros parents

three: the arrow was really deep in his buttcheek

four: ….

“oh fuck me”

his skin was literally glowing. like… with love and junk.

you look down at the arrow you just removed from him and… oh no, how?!

you shot him with a love arrow. that’s just your luck, huh?

“hey… come here often sweetheart?” he smirked and you seriously had to choke down vomit

“really, that’s what you call flirting? you are such a little virgin boy”

“maybe you can change that” he holds your hand in his and pulls you in closer “maybe you want to put something else in my ass tonight besides that arrow” he smirked once again

you couldn’t believe the words he was saying to you.

you began laughing uncontrollably at his poor attempts at being suave and hot. you bent over laughing, you laughed so hard your abdomen was in absolute pain.

“see? i knew you’d come around, sexy lady” he pulled you up to be chest to chest with him

you quickly pushed him off and dried your tears from laughing so much.

“shut up dude, what even is your name? never mind, we need to get you a cure because i am definitely not going to deal with you and this… love crush thing” you began to collect your things in your backpack and you reached for the same arrow the raven haired menace did, as he was trying to help you.

“my name is alex… but you definitely have permission to call me papi” he said as your touching hands were intertwined in his and you quickly yanked your hand away

“blegh! you seriously need help, you creep! come on, we don’t have time to waste! our parents will absolutely kill us if they see us together” you yanked his arm to follow you and your head snapped at him as you heard a lewd moan come from alex.

“oh yeah, i love it when you’re rough baby” he moaned even louder and you plonked him in the head.

rolling your eyes, you continued to drag him to the only person who could help you out with no hesitation.

it took about fifteen agonizing minutes of walking to your friend thalia’s home as alex would not stop flirting with you and it wouldn’t be that bad of an issue but the dude had absolutely no game so it was just a lot of secondhand embarrassment you were dealing with.

you knocked on thalia’s door and prayed she was in.

thankfully, she opened the door a second later with a sweet smile,

“oh y/n! what a lovely surprise and… um excuse me what the actual frick is going on here??”

you pulled alex in and closed her door hurriedly.

“look man, i was practicing my archery right?”

“uh huh…” thalia replied

“because i simply suck balls at it right??”

“no you don’t darling! you’re a natural beauty and not to mention a talented one at that!” alex sighed, admiring you and inch from your face.

you shoved away his big head with your hand, and continued,

“and well… I SHOT THIS DUMBASS WITH A LOVE ARROW! PLEASE GIVE ME SOME KIND OF POTION THINGY TO FIX IT, PLEASE!” you beg thalia

“oh no! my honey is in distress! fear not, sweet maiden—”

thalia blows a green dust in his face and alex plops down on the ground like a sack of potatoes and he’s snoring away immediately.

“oh my god, thank you so so much! you don’t understand, he was literally like moaning all the way here and he calls that flirting?! he—”

“okay girl, do you need some eepy dust too?? just take a deep breath okay?”

you nod and calm down

“okay, as much as i know you need my help and as much as i want to help you, i can’t. we literally just ran out of the potion for that yesterday and i can’t make any new batches because im missing the main ingredient”

“well that’s okay! tell me where to get it and i’ll go right now and we can fix this whole mess and get rid of the buffoon!”

“no y/n, you don’t understand… the ingredient we need isn’t something you can just go get…”

you looked at her with a really confused face

“the ingredient is uh… spider legs, really weird i know! but you know the all mighty zeus, my pops, yeah he’s not as big and bad as he seems. he’s actually terrified of spiders so he banned them here in our world and i don’t get any spiders in stock until christmas because that’s the only time i can get my guy out here and… yeah”

“are you serious? god damn your dad and his arachnophobia..” i pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration

“yeah well, it’s either wait eight months for this potion or… get your father to undo the love spell”

i sigh and put my head down in my hands, feeling really defeated. what the hell do i do now?

“well… on the bright side, that dust i used on him will have some good effects when used alongside a love spell” thalia offers and you perk up

“wait really?? is he going to stop being so creepy with me?”

“well, maybe? it differs from person to person. but i do know that it most likely will make him act more in tune with his regular personality when he’s into someone, if that helps?” she smiled nervously

“let’s just hope he stops moaning every time i touch him” i say hopefully

“so.. you should probably try telling your dad. it was all a huge accident and i don’t think he’s going to be too upset. yeah he’ll probably give you the old ‘you need to be more responsible’ speech thing but im sure he’ll help you… unless he punishes you by not helping” thalia laughs deviously at the idea

“well thanks anyways, man. also, how long til he wakes up?” you ask, pointing at alex on the floor

“oh, one sec” thalia moves closer to him and kicks him in the balls

alex immediately shoots his eyes open and groans in pain

you look at thalia and the two of you laugh together.

thalia hands alex a pain reliever lollipop as a parting gift and you say your goodbyes to one another.

now it’s just you and alex.. and you were nervous about the way he was going to act with you.

“hey.. i uh, im really sorry about the way i was acting earlier. i seriously was acting super virgin-esque huh? i kinda heard everything you guys were saying even though i was asleep and yeah… but hey, at least now i’m not moaning at you like a harlot right now?” he laughed softly

“that’s so embarrassing that you heard us… but hey, at least you’re somewhat normal again?” you asked and offered him a smile

“i uh.. i never even asked for your name”

“oh, its y/n” you reply in a quiet voice

“that’s a really beautiful name… did i ever mention what my powers were?”

“no actually, you didn’t” you shook your head

“well, can i borrow your bow?” he asks sheepishly

you hesitantly nod and hand him your bow and a normal arrow

he places the arrow in its rightful position and comes up behind you. he’s still holding onto it as he places it in your hands. his arms are completely around you and his head is right next to yours.

“okay, relax. now, you see that small red flag thing on the tree over there? imagine the arrow landing right in the middle. take a deep breath” his hands were atop yours as he pulled the bow back and he whispered almost seductively,

“let go”

you both let the arrow go and it shoots right where you imagined it to. you gulped at how close he was to you. he smelled of pine and cinnamon. it was wonderful..

“you just needed a little push.. you did great y/n” he said in a low voice, still holding onto your hands on the bow

why did you want to lean in and kiss him?

wait, what?!

you immediately pulled away, putting as much space between the two of you as possible.

“y-yeah.. um thank you alex. should we keep going now?” you ask, unable to make eye contact with him

“whatever you’d like to do y/n. i’m honestly just enjoying your presence right now. it almost feels like it’s just you and me here, doesn’t it?”

you didnt know what to say. you agreed completely. you wanted nothing more than to waste your time with alex and his handsome smile and his sweet way with words and—

“y/n? can i show you my other power?” her broke the scary thoughts you were having

“sure”

**

alex began to sing the same song in was listening to earlier, without missing a single beat. how did he even know this song?

he took your hand and sung his heart out to you. you felt a swarm of butterflies flutter at the pit of your stomach. it feels like you were the one that got a love arrow stuck in your butt.

“your voice is beautiful… how do you know that song?” you asked, continuing to walk alongside alex

“well, i heard it a long time ago. sometimes i can hear it in my dreams, too. it’s not music we can listen to here, it’s mortal music i think. how do you know it?” he asked curiously

“i’ve always had an interest in mortal music.. i was actually playing that song this morning when the whole incident happened, i think you may have interfered with the sound waves when you were trying to find where it was coming from”

“that’s right… i guess this is our song then, huh?” he stated, grabbing me gently by the arm as we stopped in our tracks

“yeah, i guess so” your face was gently raised up by alex’s fingertips, forcing you to look into his entrancing brown eyes

“y/n, are you sure you’re not a siren?” alex whispered, his lips practically touching your lips

“w-what?..”

“it feels like you’re luring me to my sweet demise.. and what’s a death sentence without me being given a last meal? please, let me taste your lips before you take my soul away. it would make me feel oh so complete in this bittersweet end” he claimed proudly

with a flutter of your eyes, you shut them softly and gently press your lips against his

you feel his arms wrap around you in a tight but gentle way, and you reciprocated by holding his torso tightly

your hands grip his shirt tightly in fists as alex deepens the kiss, a small whimper leaving his soon to be bruised lips

alex pulls away and says softly,

“i can die a happy man now, y/n”

you had no idea what just happened or how it happened or even why you let it happen???

there was just something about him that lured you in. you wanted to take him in in every way possible, because to consume him would mean to be one.

god, what the hell were you even thinking?

[TO BE CONTINUED]

[sillybugblog]

Beyond the lands of Hallownest's old kingdom, life still prevailed and many continued to survive through the dangerous wastelands where wild bugs thrived. These three travelers were of no exception: Venturing, a vessel whose wings and shell shone in iridescent broken light, a true survivalist adventurer to the core. Pilgrim, a vessel who found specialty in skilled archery and is on their quest to attune their own void further, unifying it to their being. Filip, a small bug whose bravery, loyalty and determination shone brighter than the dying light of this world. He considers both vessels to be family after they've travelled together for so long, siblings in arms united by arrow and nail.

They have just reached the summit of the taller cliff they could find, gazing upon the beautiful scenery of the desolate landscape.

Filip stared at the gorgeous view for a moment, before looking over to both of the void siblings "Woooaaah! Look at that, you guys! The view's so pretty from here.." He briefly, yet proudly put his little hands on his hips as he sat, feeling accomplished. "Heheh! I knew we'd make it, that was so worth it!"

Pilgrim looked over to Filip and gave a thumbs up, if they could chuckle they would've done so. They then looked over to Venturing, who returned the look to Pilgrim, before both void siblings continued to take in the scenery with their adoptive brother.

(this is going to be the story of the second group of characters you can ask, so you can see their adventures into the unknown!)

[jtl07]

aw it’s all good jt! i figured there’d be the possibility that you weren’t familiar with hunger games, and that’s completely fine! nevertheless, thank you for such a thoughtful answer (creating bea lil angst you menace!) and the fact that you took the time to research the weapons. i’ve only watched season 1 of jujutsu kaisen a long time ago, so I can’t recall gyomei or if he fought in that season... but i searched up some clips and wow his weapon is extremely cool, i see your vision!

ok here’s a prompt: school. with 2 pieces of dialogue bcos i couldn’t decide 😂

“You still gonna have that stupid grin on your face when I get the highest mark?”

- and -

“What are you doing?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Beating you, duh”

(yes i’m alluding to a certain trope 🤭)

okay gonna start with some stream of conscious (i almost wrote "scream of conscious" which is fitting too lol) because the thing is when i think of like enemies to lovers sort of trope, i always think of Ava and/or Bea with Lilith so you know what, why not go with all three - and you know what, i was giggling over some of note's hehehes just now so let's go that route and make them young - well, maybe like idk 9 or 10 or so? 

and maybe they're doing some kind of special event - oh! maybe like something at a summer camp?? yeah, and i've still got weapons on the brain so maybe let's go with archery lolol of course Ava's the one talking shit but is likely the least coordinated and the biggest safety hazard ("Ava please point that downrange - no, this goes there, that goes here - oh dear god") 

Ava, finally holding the bow and arrow correctly and with what she hopes is a menacing look on her face (meanwhile Beatrice is one heartbeat away from a heart attack standing behind her) as she turns to Lilith: "You still gonna have that stupid grin on your face when I get the highest mark?"

to which Lilith just quirks an eyebrow and, with the barest of glances at the target, shoots a bullseye. she walks away all calm and cool while Ava is losing her shit "BEA DID YOU SEE THAT HOLY SHIT" "Ava, language. also, i can do that too"

cut to a few minutes later, one of their camp counselors - Mary? lol if it's her she'd take one look at the trio and just turn back around "i'm not getting paid enough for this shit" because now we've got Ava helping Beatrice tie a blindfold over her eyes and Lilith has come back, both eyebrows raised now: "What are you doing?"

Beatrice lifts her chin and her bow, nocks the arrow and draws it back (with Ava vibrating behind her): "Isn't it obvious? Beating you, of course."

and lets the arrow fly - straight and true and in the middle of Lilith's arrow ala Robin Hood. Beatrice takes off the blindfold, barely holding back her proud grin as Ava quite nearly expires behind them - "that was so fucking cool" - while Lilith glares and dramatically grinds her teeth.

(cue the inevitable "get along" sequence where Lilith and Beatrice are forced to do some kind of activity together but end up just taking some kind of revenge on Ava, but it turns into something sweet like sneaking out of their cabins so they can teach Ava all the constellations and/or Ava sneaking them some snacks that they all end up eating and maybe they all fall asleep in a pile together, warm, and safe)

[roses-dreams-andthorns]

*Teleports into your requests* I AM HERE!!!! HI HELLO!!

Anyways can i request a Elysia!reader? She/her please- An example of Elysia!reader is that she is a social butterfly, elf ears, and knows how to use a bow(Also her burst in both Herrscher of humanity and Miss Pink Elf burst)? You may more stuff about Elysia into this. Oh, and can it be platonic?

The characters i wanna see are Idia, Azul, Malleus, and Riddle!

If you do take up this request. Thank you!

Signed. Witch of the high hills, Azusa.

Hiya Azusa!!! Trey will do this request for youuu! hehehe

Characters: Idia, Azul, Malleus, Riddle. Reader type: Fem!Reader. She/Her pronouns. Reader's Character: Elysia (Honkai Impact 3rd) Fic type: Platonic headcanons Generating your request..... -------------------------------------- ¹⁰⁰% Request Generated! Please enjoy!

Miss Pink Elf 𝐓𝐰𝐬𝐭 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐄𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞

When he had first met you, you were the most social person he had ever known besides Kalim. The two of you became some good friends, but also slightly enemies, since you did break a few rules with Ace and Deuce here and there. Frenemies. Sometimes he would help you with studying for tests and exams and all the like. You also taught him some things as well. He first discovered your skill in archery and your ability to use a bow almost accidentally, he was curious on how you did it, so you taught him everything you knew, and he also became quite skilled at archery with your guidance. He will forever be grateful for that, because it taught him a new skill that could be useful in the future. He never really did notice your ears were elf ears. I suppose that's the reasoning for your title of "Miss Pink Elf". It's only fitting for you. Upon seeing your Herrscher form, and powers, he was surprised at how powerful you truly were, being a herrscher is quite impressive. you showed him a lot of new things he never thought he'd see, and he viewed you as a valued friend. 𝐀𝐳𝐮𝐥

To say he is simply impressed is an understatement. When you had first met, he had only viewed you as another Poor Unfortunate Soul, but he was quickly proven wrong when he was met with your social butterfly personality, and high views on how lovely human life was, you peaked his interest, and then you quickly became friends.

Your skill in archery truly impresses him, you had offered to teach him a few times, and he of course had to accept. Perhaps he could use it as an excuse to gain new information on you? Perhaps blackmail? But he quickly denied that. He could not do that to a friend.

He noticed your elf ears almost immediately. Further confirming the fact you were not human. Hence your "Miss Pink Elf" title.

When you presented your herrcher form to him, he asked continuous questions. Asking how you do certain things, what humans think of you as the herrscher of human, how old you actually are, how your magic works, etc. You gladly answered most of them.

𝐈𝐝𝐢𝐚

When he first saw you, His first thought was; "Ugh, another super social normie... gross.". That was, until he actually met you. You were just like a character from an anime! He started calling you the nickname "Protag-chan", since you seem to be like the protagonist of an anime to him. You watch anime with him and Ortho often, and you get along so well with Ortho. As for your elf ears, he loves them! They suit you very well, and your "Miss Pink Elf" title! Your Herrscher form makes him think of some anime goddess, you're so pretty and cool he can't believe he's actually friends with you! Like eeeeeeee! He's literally so happy! Malleus He believes his child of... herrscher? Honkai? He does not know what to call you besides child of man... but he believes that you're a glorious friend! you always listen to his rambles about gargoyles, despite how long they are. As for your elf ears... You both match! he boasts about it to others whenever he has the chance. He feels so happy whenever its pointed out that you two have matching pointed ears. He also bought you friendship earrings, he has matching ones. Your herrscher form is like a goddess. You never cease to amaze him. Seeing you fly across the land in your herrscher form is a lovely sight, you and him sometimes go on flights together to hang out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA this took me longer than it should've I'm sorry ;-;

[captmickey]

10: No1 shoving a startled King Graham behind him to protect him from a threat hehehe guard guard guard

He really should have had his archery kit in his pockets, Graham thought. He should really just have a constant spare one no matter the occasion.

It wasn’t so much that he didn’t trust the delegates or ambassadors or rulers of the neighboring kingdoms surrounding Daventry, if anything he knew he was a bit too trusting based on the uncertain humming and muttering belonging to Number One whenever the topic of alliances was brought up. In fact, the captain of the Royal Guard always made it his business to always, no matter the circumstances, make sure a guard was an arm’s length away whenever said delegates, ambassadors or rulers came to seek an audience with Graham. 

And those have been frequent since the coronation.

Graham thought this was a good thing, a chance to extend any olive branches or treaties or really anything. Number One thought it was good spirit, but revealed a bit too much of Graham’s naivety.

He recalled being annoyed that Number One dared insinuate that he was naive, that he couldn’t read people as well as he thought. 

(“And to prove it,” Graham began, his hands on his hips, “I’ll be meeting with the ambassador from overseas with no guard hovering over me.”

“You call it hovering, I call it protection, sire.” Number One glared. “Or are we going to not bring up the whole duel of wits fiasco with your so-called ‘alliance’?”

“One time doesn’t make me terrible in judgement of character, Number One.” Graham glared in return. 

“You’re right, it doesn’t. However, I still don’t exactly approve of your egotistical decision… especially with this particular ambassador. Word has it that he’s been doing a number to nobility… and you’re still in the single digits of your reign.”

“Words, but not facts.” Graham pointed out, disregarding the backhand Number One had just said regarding his ego. “And you forget, I was a knight first before a royal.”

Number One stared long and hard but eventually crossed his arms. “Very well, we won’t hover.”

“Excellent–”

“We will be at the door. At the ready for anything.”)

And that anything was right now, in the throne room, where the ambassador was smiling almost sinisterly. The earlier talk of alliance and comradery evaporated when the ambassador insisted that for the pact to truly have meaning, that Graham would shake his hand. A hand that reeked of what Graham could only describe as a mix of that horrible hypnotic powder he was all too familiar with and enchantment of a sort.

He should slap the hand away, Graham thought. 

He should shout for distress, Graham panicked.

He should run, Graham internally screamed.

But his body wasn’t moving. It was frozen in place. Frozen in fear. Frozen in self anger for not taking Number One’s words to heart. 

Zards, he thought, was this really how he was going to be done in? By some supposed ambassador that was undoubtedly drenched in the archaic arts? All because he both refused to listen to Number One and so stupidly forgot his archery kit? He got too comfortable, he belittled himself. He should know better than to leave his room without it. He’s an archer, for Heaven sake! He’s a knight before he was a king! 

Move, he shouted at his body. Move!

The hand inched closer and closer, and the smell began to get stronger and stronger when suddenly, a different hand grabbed him. One that was firm and felt of metal gripped his cowl and yanked him further away. He admittedly choked at the clothing suddenly slamming into his throat, but that meant nothing when he realized who it was that grabbed and saved him in just the knick of time. 

“Number One!” Graham gasped.

The guard stood between the king and the attacker, his sword unsheathed and aimed at the startled ambassador who raised his hands up in slight defeat as the point of the blade was aimed dangerously at the enemy’s throat.

“Stay behind me, sire.” Number One ordered before his attention was on the ambassador. “As for you, stand down if you value your life.”

The ambassador glanced at Graham, almost trying to intimidate him. And in a moment of panic, of feeling naked without his own means to defend himself, Graham gripped to Number One’s armor.

“Heh, you do not scare me.” The ambassador snarked. “For you see, I know what to do with your ilk, you’re just– ugh!” He gulped as the tip touched ever so slightly the neck. Not enough to bleed, but enough for it to be felt.

“No, I’d rather not hear you talk anymore. Heard enough of that with your so-called ‘allegiance declaration’ you rehearsed to my king.” He took a step closer, noting the ambassador stepping back and sweating just slightly, especially so when the doors to the Throne room swung open and Number Two came charging in with the others, arresting the man on the spot. 

Graham exhaled slowly, feeling his entire body shake with nerves of what just happened. He gripped his chest, trying to steady himself when Number One turned to look at him, his sword sheathed away. He knew he would owe a thousand debts to Number One, that he was never going to hear the end of it about his judgement call… but in this exact moment, he didn’t care.

“Are you alright?” Number One asked.

“Thank you.” Graham managed to say. “And… you were right. I’m sorry.”

There was a series of snark that was brewing that even Graham could feel from Number One’s stare. He braced himself when instead he felt a pat on his shoulder.

“I know. And know that no matter what, you’ll always be safe… even if I was right in the first place.”

He chuckled and smiled. “I know.”

[woodstoneb-b]

OK, so it turns out that when you've got a B&B the Christmas season is hella busy - which seems like something that should have been obvious. But yeah, the wife and I have been run off our feet.

But, I've finally had a chance to play the game so let's get into it!

Not gonna lie, this hits a bit too close to home, we just started the game and the kitchen sink is already broken!

Flower: Wow...a waterfall indoors, this is totally groovy, man!

Hetty can be...kind of dramatic.

Hetty: I did not give permission for such an image to be shown... Although...are there Cheetos in this game?

Afraid not...but that looks pretty good.

Hetty: Yes, as you can see I'm simply thrilled.

Hetty: I will say that I very much appreciate the punctuality of the workmen is this game... Certainly not Irish.

Hetty: When I was alive I never would have allowed outsiders to see me in my swimwear, but...seeing as this is not actually me, I suppose I can allow it. And I'll even admit that I was most fond of swimming, a very refreshing pastime indeed! I can't say I ever went swimming on the ocean however...which is a shame if the scenery is like this!

Meanwhile back at the Mansion, these two are fully immersed in reading.

Isaac: I say, that's a most accurate representation of myself! These computers are amazing.

Thor: Isaac speaks for himself, Thor does not read.

Sass (low voice): It's more like he can't.

OK, I'm not sure why No-Pants went down to the beach...

Trevor: All the babes hang on the beaches!

Hetty: I'm not sure if I should be flattered by that...?

Trevor: Your Simself obviously thinks so, you got me a little gift!

Hetty: Well, now I understand why it's called virtual reality...

Thor: This is more like it! In life Thor was well-regarded as a fisherman, Thor could name all varieties of cod in the area, there was the -

He had a lot more to say, but...yeah, there's a word limit on these posts, so...

Hetty: Why on earth am I sleeping on the beach like some sort of vagrant?! And why am allowing you to show such outlandish images of me?

Trevor: Sleeping on the beach is totally cool.

Hetty: In the middle of summer? I'd think not.

Thor: Jay's game is learning, Thor does not abide messiness! If only Thor could clean in real world...Jay leaves sink in unspeakable state.

For any current guests and possible guests reading this, this is not true.

Sam: It really, really isn't, our B&B has received the highest hygiene certification.

Hehehe, Sims have to do whatever you tell them to, so here's No-Pant's being useful.

Trevor: Seriously?!

Trevor: Oh hey, I did it! Not that I'm surprised, I've got the magic touch.

Hetty *giggles*

My eyes! MY EYES!

Trevor: Hey, just giving the ladies what they're asking for.

Pete: Why am I there?

Trevor: Well, it's my bedroom, so...you tell me.

After that horror, I sent my man, Pete, downtown to the library, now I feel like this is a Sims 3 thing, because the one nearest us sure doesn't have tropical drinks!

Pete: Wow...somewhere that's not the mansion?! It's so...weird. Almost as weird as me drinking out of a coconut. That's strictly a vacation activity

Pete: This takes me way back! Identifying animals out in the wild was something I was a master at in the Pine Cone Troopers.

Sass: As much of a master as you were with archery?

Thor: Heh, burn.

Isaac: Thorfinn, you're asking about my book! :D

Thor: Game has once again not lived up to reality.

Alberta: I am loving my look here, Jay, you've got everything right.

Thor: Even funny hat.

Alberta: I'm pretty sure Sass is telling me a secret about you, Cod-man, so watch it.

Flower: Hey, Trev! Isn't this so cool? We're in a game!

Trevor: Totally.

Flower: Except...why do you still have no pants?

Sass also headed out...and proved to be pretty good at pool.

Sass: I did hear a phrase once... "Talk softly and carry a big stick" and that's a pretty big stick. I approve!

Thor: By Odin's beard why so much mess?! Why is puddle even in room of Jay and Sam?!

Sam: I really don't want to know...

Okay, and on that note, I've reached the image limit, so I think I better wrap this up here...

And yeah, we totally have that hygiene and safety certificate, and can produce it on request, I swear.

Until next time.

[smoooothoperator]

been meaning to ask further next questions for Dafne soo here's a bunch for me bring bit M.I.A. (sorryyy T.T)

Qs: 11, 14, 15, 17, 19, 20, 21

Hey!! No problem, you can ask me anything you want!! The question 11 is already answered, btw hehe

14. Favourite anime

Shit, you've got me there... I do watch anime! Maybe my actual favourite one is Kimetsu No Yaiba (Demon Slayer)

15. Favourite series

Hm... This Is Us? Recently I discovered The Legend of Vox Machina... I'm loving it

17. Last date

Charles took me and Dorian on a nice boat date 🥰

19. My next adventure

Is a secret hehehe

20. Sport I want to try

Oh! Archery. Sorry, I was raised with The Hunger Games and now ACOTAR...

21. My besties

My lovely Violet Sinclair, Lily Zimmer, Kika Gomes, Oscar Piastri and Lando Norris 🥰

[unamusedyams]

because I am Normal, here's my attempt at giving Kazuma and Ryunosuke pokemon teams.

KAZUMA'S TEAM:

Themes: Samurais/blades ; intimidating and headstrong ; bit of darkness.

Gallade - A Psychic/Fighting type with blades on its elbows. Its Pokedex entries often talk about how it jumps to protect others.

Samurott - A Water type samurai Pokemon like come on. But also could be replaced with Milotic because I want to give him more pretty Pokemon.

Froslass - An Ice/Ghost type mostly for type coverage. The kimono-esque look is a bonus but you could also argue something something icy glare(?)

Runerigus - A Ground/Ghost type. It has the ability Wandering Spirit which reminded me of when he "died" and got amnesia ooo.

Meowscarada - A Grass/Dark cat Pokemon. Initially this was Sceptile for type coverage, but then last minute I wanted to add a cat for Nyasogi. Then I realized Meowscarada is a cat with a mask (Nyasked Apprentice?? >:o) and yeah that's about it.

Kingambit - A Dark/Steel samurai Pokemon this is soooo Kazuma-core✨ Its his ace with Supreme Overload ability let's go.

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RYUNOSUKE'S TEAM:

Themes: Dragons ; bit of an underdog story ; friendly looking but powerful.

Gyarados - A Water/Flying Pokemon but a blue dragon in spirit. It starting from Magikarp then evolving into a super powerful mon to kinda represent turnabouts. To be honest, I did think of having Palafin for that instead but I think Gyarados' ✨aesthetic✨ fits him better.

Flygon - A Ground/Dragon type for coverage but also he needs more dragons on his team! That's about it really rip.

Maushold - A Normal type mouse Pokemon.... CHUUNOSUKE MY BELOVED. Also FOUND FAMILY (LITERALLY.)

Darmanitan - A Fire/Psychic (zen mode) type based on daruma doll. Hehehe.

Heracross - A Fighting/Bug type I put here because... I have a soft spot for him. He's just a friendly :] guy!! and arguably that's also what Ryuu is. Could also be swapped for Decidueye bc archery or something.

Dragonite - A Flying/Dragon type that's his ace. Its Pokedex entries says that it likes to help people out lost at sea and bring them to shore (metaphors...)

[kagedbird]

TESSDE AU (+ Lucia :]) (Lucia part 7)

Davidicus: *having finished several scrolls of art of Odahviing, massaging the cramps from his hands with a pleased smile* The others at the Arcane University will never be the same when I show them these.

Lucien: *smiling wide* You'll certainly be the talk of the whole building!

Davidicus: *chuckles* So it would seem. I must thank you, and Allora, for allowing me this grand opportunity.

Lucien: Ah, it's all Allora really. She's wonderful. *smiles over at his partner and Lucia, who were finally getting off Odahviing*

Davidicus: Have you two... discussed things?

Lucien: *pouts* Yes father, we talked things over.

Davidicus: And all is well?

Lucien: *flushes, remembering their kisses- quite a few of them before a guard cleared his throat at them and made them scurry away* P- ah, perfectly well!

Davidicus: *chuckles, patting his son on the shoulder* It warms my heart to hear it, Lucien. I'm glad you've found someone. I can all ready see the changes she's made in you.

Lucien: *cocks his head* Changes? I mean, I've certainly changed in my skills, and she's helped me grow stronger as well, but-

Lucia: *running over to Lucien and giggles as she near tackle hugs him* Did you see me, papa? Did you?

Lucien: *almost bowled over in her excitement, wheezing* -I! Did! Oof. So excitable. *adjusts her to sit on his lap before pulling up his completed flower crown on her head with a smile* You mentioned you wanted one for Odahviing, but I thought you mind enjoy one for yourself as well!

Lucia: *squeals, hugging him tightly* I love it! Thanks papa!

Lucien: *teary eyed from her strength, wheezing a bit and patting her head* N-no problem!

Davidicus: *smiles as he watches his son and granddaughter, stealthily taking an empty section of parchment and drawing the two together, both wearing flower crowns with flower petals around them*

~

Allora: *petting Odahviing's snout* We'll alert the others that you aren't to be harmed. Thanks for letting us pester you.

Odahviing: *rumbles, gently pressing his snout against her* Your existence is built to "pester" this one, as you say. Only am I so thankful it is with kindness and heart, instead of nax, cruelty.

Allora: *hugs him and kisses his head* Love you, Odahviing. Be safe.

Odahviing: And you, Krein Monah.

Allora: *grumbles and lightly flicks his head* Stop.

Lyra: *slowly approaching the two, hesitant, but firm* ...Hello.

Odahviing: *tilts his head* Drem Yol Lok. Greetings. What can this one do for you, jul?

Lyra: I... wanted to thank you for helping out my son and Allora- and the others- for saving us against Alduin. And... to apologize for being so wary of you.

Odahviing: *rumbles, sitting up* Nunon mey bo strun voqostiid naal sov. Only a fool flies in a storm and is surprised by the shock. You do well to remain wary of dragons. Not all are loyal to Allora-Monah as I and Paarthurnax.

Allora: And Durnehviir. And Mirmulnir. And Sahloknir. And Nahagliiv.

Odahviing: *chortles* Of course.

Lyra: *smiles, feeling at ease at their comraderie* Even so, thank you for proving my fears that you would hurt us wrong. I am grateful to you. And you, Allora.

Allora: *flushes, scuffing her foot on the ground* Ah, it's nothing.

Kaidan: *walking over and pulling her into a hug from behind, sighing* You literally save the world, befriend dragons, and changed so many lives. It's not nothin', love. *kisses her cheek*

Allora: *grumbles, leaning into the affection as Lyra laughs* Yeah whatever...

Lucia: Mama! Do we have to go?

Taliesin: *scoops up Lucia from Lucien's lap* Absolutely, young lady, it's about your nap time.

Inigo: Hehehe.

Taliesin: *squints* I will... do something about you. Later.

Inigo: Oh no. I think Kaidan would be more appropriate for that. I am very flattered though.

Kaidan: *flushes, growling as Allora wheezes in his arm* Oi! I'll kick yer behind in archery when we get back to their home!

Inigo: Now that is something I can get behind! You are on!

Allora: *snickering* Get behind... classic.

Kaidan: *pinches her cheek* Enough outta you. Or you're next.

Allora: *flushes, grinning* For archery or a "nap"?

Kaidan: *gives her a heated stare, pulling her along to the cart* ...

Allora: *laughing as she's dragged away, waving to Odahviing* Pruzah wundunne, Odahviing!

Odahviing: *chortles as he turns to return to his cave* Pruzah wundunne, Allora-Monah ahrk fron.

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Hey, Darling! Currently this account is under full management by me for a bit! This is Jackie! I was wondering though if I could ask for a MCYT match up? (Excluding Wilbur Soot after all the drama that erupted this year) ((Also, warning for some stuff that isn't accurate, but it'll help stuff flow easier, that stuff with have two ** at the beginning of said sentence and end with a single parenthesis)) Not quite sure on how much info I'll need, but I'll put as much I feel comfortable with! Okay, so to start with my looks, I'm about 5'4, with brunette hair. My hair has slight curls, but only on the ends of my hair. I have curtain bangs of which I frequently style. I have clear, square framed glasses, light skin, and freckles mostly on my nose and the apples of my cheeks. Moving on from looks (style will have more description later) some of my hobbies! I really enjoy archery, pottery, and Greek mythology. I love, love, love to read. One of my favorite authors is Rick Riordan. I have every single one of his books. Like literally, I will walk into a book store for one book and come out with 15+. So obsessed with reading. **I make storytime tiktoks, and have a decent following. Same with twitch). I own a pottery wheel, and I make a lot of clay pots for fun, I never actually fire them in a kiln. I have a little section behind my house for arrow shooting and archery.

My love language is very clingy and anxious. I send long paragraphs, I double text, and if I don't get a response in 48 hours without warning I will spam in a sense of care. I really like stealing hoodies, sending mirror pictures, and cuddling. I overall though, around people I'm comfortable with, very happy and uplifting and usually less anxious, except with lovers, then it goes back to panic. I love calling and texting, sending lovey dovey spotify playlists, and sharing pin/tiktoks/youtube shorts to my partner and stuff of the similar.

My style is decent. Not amazing, but it works.

This sums it up pretty well. The outfit that fits what I wear majority of the time is 2, 1 is more of so parties or hangouts, and then the 3rd outfit is for events like a dinner or something of the sort.

Overall, I am a very energetic type person. I'm very uplifting, sassy, caring, and just excited to meet new people. I could enter an event with an old and relatively empty phone and leave with 10 new contacts to chat with. I can be oblivious to things like flirting, but I am very academically smart.

I'm not sure how much you can use with this, but I tried <3

Take your time getting to it!!!! (If there is anything you feel uncomfortable responding to in the matchup, please just ignore it and proceed with writing what you feel comfortable with)

-Jackieeee <33333333

yayayayay!!! i missed doing these matchups + i love getting requests from you guys!! <3

, streamer matchups !

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you have been matched with ... niki!

niki loves to play with your hair

she thinks its so unique + pretty, especially your curls on the ends

she loves to also style your hair if you like that or if you're too tired to do it yourself

matching hairstyles !!! niki would be super good at doing hair

she also loves your glasses, she'll steal them as a joke and take funny pictures with them hehehe

she loves your hobbies and thinks theyre very cool!!

POTTERY HEADCANONS WITH HER ARE GIVING ME BRAINROT RAHHHHHH /pos

she loves watching you make pottery and tries to pick up some tricks and tips she's learned from watching you

matching pottery items !!!

your pottery is all over her place like a little art gallery <3

she also loves your passion for reading!! she thinks its very cool

constantly will buy books for you

"i found these books at the store and thought you would like them !!"

she def has a little place in her house like a lil library for you with new books every time you come over + extra copies of your favorite books

she was def your first follower on your accounts on social media aswell

your biggest supporter 100%!!!

probably has donated $100 a few times on twitch ....

you've caught her watching your videos on repeat on her phone just to hear your voice (RAHHHHHHHHHH <3)

she loves how youre so thoughtful even over the smallest things and she thinks its a really good trait

she also loves how you have so much attention to detail, again,with the smallest things

she also leaves some of her hoodies + sweaters for you to steal on your bed,

she sends you pictures of outfits when shes away all thetime!! she loves getting your honest opinion cause itmeans smsmsm to her

she also loves to call whilesleeping, she finds it very peaceful

SHE LOVES YOUR STYLE. (and so do i, omg its so cute)

sheloves buying you clothes out of nowhere

you guys going shopping together and playing dress up withfun clothesomggg

she posts your outfits on her socials and shows you off

she compliments you ALLL THE TIMMMEEEE

to the point where it flusters you a lil too much (but she finds it funny)

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omgggg!!! i loved writing this eeeeekkkkk

your asks and rquests are the BESTTT

requests are open for anyone and i hoped you guys enjoy :)

@catswithroses