#Others' ocs: Bari

[octahedral-chaos]

A portrait of @solarflareanon's Bari for art fight!!!! Love this lad!

Attack me on Art Fight!

[arimesi]

touchstarved sketch dump featuring also babygirl rime teehee

[bleghtoaster]

work place hazard/accidents curse: Bari Bari!╭( ･ㅂ･)و ̑̑

[moonlitinks]

Writer Q&A Tag Game

Thank you to bestie @writingbyricochet for tagging me! CAN WE JUST START OFF WITH THAT LITTLE WRITING SNIPPET (AND THE KISS SCENE) THAT HAD ME SQUEALING??? I AM SO, SO EXCITED FOR PARADISE LIVED AND DIED. for anyone interested in this amazing writer, her answers are linked here!

1) What motivates you to write?

Whenever I sit there and read a good book in one sitting for hours. The magic. The characters. The romance. The ACTION. It just makes me realize that I want to ignite this same feeling to others, and I want to make my book feel like a second home for them to escape to <3

2) A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

This is my most recent writing snippet that I'm just SO HAPPY TO WRITE I DON'T KNOW WHY

“Well, I think you’re a selfish—” Rip. The sound of her skirt tearing caused her to pause, and the magpie picked and picked at the edges of her dress. What was it doing? Bari grabbed at the remaining pieces before she exposed herself and got kicked out due to indecency. He stared at her with indifference, scowling like he could not take her at all. “There,” he said. “Now you have no reason to cling to me.” He snatched the magpie from the air and Bari cried out in alarm. Even the bird seemed to sense the dangerous aura that the he emitted, pecking at the space in between them. Altair paused at where the magpie pecked, and his gaze slipped for a second, enough to Bari to snatch her bird back, and the lantern in the other.  She really did need to get rid of the lantern, but it wouldn’t move because, apparently, even an enchanted object believed that she didn’t know what she wanted. “Tell me to take a voice.”

3) Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?

Altair, because he's so complex. I always love a character that is more mysterious and has a lot of history to unpack behind them because of all the awful things they've done, but a lot of guilt and regret following them, too. Seeing their transformation arc is BEAUTIFUL.

4) What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

Drafting and creating plot twists! And brainstorming / daydreaming about ideas. If you can't tell, I'm not much of a plotter haha.

5) What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

Inner dialogue! And I think I really like getting in depth with characters, so you really know them.

6) What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?

I think I love it because we're all honest about the writing process. Writing is really lonely and it actually can really drain you mentally without the right mindset. Personally, I have a lot of anxiety, so seeing people that understand me really makes me feel like I can write and simply enjoy it. It also makes me feel less alone.

7) A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

Scrivener, my love. I also love watching author interviews like Chloe Gong and Stephanie Garber and just seeing what their drafting and publishing journey has been like, and it inspires me to write! Pinterest is also great for aesthetics, and Spotify is the best for playlists <3

8) A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

I love the Enchanted Kingdom (soon to be named...) I've built so far. It's filled with curses that have been unresolved in the first lives that these gods have lived, and now have reappeared to kinda ruin the Kingdom. My world is very fairytale slash studio ghibli esque, so I'm having so fun with the tidbits now!

9) What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

Oh, God. DO I KNOW THIS PERSONALLY. I swear my rough patch hasn't ended... writing after nearly not writing for a good two years really does something to you.

Writing is all about mindset. It doesn't matter how much of an oddball idea you have. If you don't believe in it, it'll never get finished. Every time I doubted myself, my anxiety got so bad I shut down immediately. And I was so worried about what other people would think when reading my books, that I stopped myself from writing the books I want to write in the first place. Whether you have people around you discouraging to write, or can't believe in yourself, at the end of the day, it's just you and your book. And what's the point of writing if you're just following a trend? Or slugging yourself to finish a book you can't even connect with? Each book is a piece of yourself, and I think the greatest realization I had is to write the story you want to read. And it doesn't matter if it's about some girl who makes a deal with a god to save her sister, or about some alien on a spaceship, or about carnivals! Writing is so amazing because you can connect with readers who enjoy the same things you do, but it all starts with believing in yourself first.

When you get stuck, don't panic. If you haven't read an article about how Boredom Leads to Creativity, maybe take a quick break about writing that first! Writing isn't about who finishes the book first, but it's about quality and a game of luck. Maybe you need a break away from writing. Maybe you need to reconnect with your characters. Maybe you're just tired of toiling over and over again on this plot line.

There is no set method to returning to your project. But what has helped me is learning why I want to write. It doesn't matter how much I return to my world, or try to force my characters into more trauma if there's no reason why I'm writing this. Like, is it to enjoy it? Is it to have people experience these feelings I've felt months ago, and hold importance to me? Even the simplest reasons are the deepest ones. <3

And finally (sorry this advice is literally a hundred pages long, can you tell I'm procrastinating right now?), writing is meant to be serious, but it's also meant to be fun. The draft is simply just that: a draft. You can get ideas from random lines you wrote, or even take out characters to write a different book about! Don't ruin the one thing you've learned to love. Personally, writing in fun / ugly fonts: Arial, Comic Sans, etc., has really helped me focus on what I want to say instead of whether this book will ever get queried or not. Set a routine. Write everyday, or don't if you're more of a mood writer. The instant you feel the itch to write, JUST FUCKING DO IT, OKAY. THIS IS A SIGN. It doesn't matter if it's a scene in the third act and you're only on chapter 1. It's a sign that the story wants you, and only you to write it.

FINALLY FINALLY, I swear this is my last piece of advice, and the shortest: Believe in yourself, even when no one else does. Writing is hard, but rewarding. I believe in you. <3

wowooww that was long, tagging @orphicpoieses @macabremoons @halfbit @leisoree @sleepysuiteheart @the-chaotic-writer @heymacareyna @hallwriteblr @sculpture-in-a-period-drama @pixelw0rds @thetruearchmagos + other mutuals and anyone who wants to participate! i would love to hear your responses, PLEASE.

[thelearnedsoldiertoo]

Grandmaster of the Dusk, Bari Nas

Commission of my friend Zera's OC Bari Nas by the indefatiguable @cadhla182! Bari is a six-hundred-and-fifty-year-old(Force Weirdness) Iridonian Zabrak and former Jedi who founded her own Force Order in our weekly Saga Edition game; the Dusk, who operate as a sort of 'Balance Police' in the post-Endor world, to prevent the Jedi from doing another Korriban, Galidraan, Kalee, or similar(going along with the political winds of the day and taking part in a genocide/condoning one by not investigating properly), especially given the moral compromise of the Clone Wars, and obviously to keep the worst excesses of the Sith and other Darksiders in line without resorting to Jedi-like Holy Wars. She's a take-no-shit hardass badass who has like five adopted kids and a four-person polycule.

Anyway she came out beautifully, and I am as always grateful! ^-^

[bldorng-vriesea]

Heya! Vriesea here, or ya can just call me Vrie!! I’m on here mainly t’ keep an eye on my older brother t’ make sure he doesn’t get int’ too much trouble. Gio, if you’re readin’ this— yer not hidin’ from me for long, ya big dork!

I’m nonbinary intersex, primarily use they/them but other pronouns are fine too!!

Coronis, Murkrow — ♀

Signora, Meowth — ♀ ✦

Maw, Munchlax — ♂ ✦

Blueberry, Ponyta — ♂ ✦

Eos, Butterfree — ♀ ✦

Aurora, Vivillon — ♀ ✦

Sunflower, Charmander — ♀ ✦

Moonflower, Squirtle — ♂ ✦

Ancalagon, Charizard — ♂ ✦

Beam, Vulpix — ♀ ✦

Pie, Farfetch’d — ♀ ✦

Agate, Geodude — ♀ ✦

Betty, Alcremie — ♀ ✦

Bari, Sawsbuck — ♂ ✦

Benson, Gabite — ♂ ✦

Fern, Mankey — ♂ ✦

Hedge, Mankey — ♂ ✦

[ Note: OC is both a sibling oc to Giacomo but also partially acts as a data bank for the shinies I’ve caught that haven’t been placed on other blogs of mine! ]

TEMP UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

character design ref TBA

[3llisarts]

Oc Action Tag

I was tagged by @noodlecupcakes and @josephseedismyfather I tag @reyl0ct @fingersinmyhair @disney-dream @la-grosse-patate

Orion Barys

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone's Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It I Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid (Lux!) | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling (On his own time and for work) | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped By A Stranger | Been Groped By Someone They Know | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Flirted With Someone To Get Free Drinks | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won a Bet | Lost a Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Has A Noticeable Physical Defect | Gotten A Noticeable Scar |

Been Permanently Disfigured Through Injury | Kneed Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themself To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Sexually Assaulted | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotised (If we're counting the bliss? yea-) | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor's Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up |

Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone's Life (His mans' on multiple occasions) | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On (his ex / Lux's mother) | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail

Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone's Trust | Broken Someone's Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite

Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name| Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured/Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War (his pre-Cult arc ofc) | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/ Uncle

Rhys Thompson (Transformers: Dark of The Moon)

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone's Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It I Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped By A Stranger | Been Groped By Someone They Know | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Flirted With Someone To Get Free Drinks | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won a Bet (trips to her hometown of Vegas) | Lost a Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Has A Noticeable Physical Defect | Gotten A Noticeable Scar |

Been Permanently Disfigured Through Injury | Kneed Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themself To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Sexually Assaulted | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotised | Had A Recurring Nightmare (Losing Dylan-) | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor's Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up |

Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone's Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar (Defending Dylan, probably-) | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail

Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone's Trust | Broken Someone's Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite

Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name| Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured/Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home (She and Wraith moved a lot when she was younger) | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/ Uncle

Mike Clarke (Thanksgiving)

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders (Evan- the AU) | Killed Someone In Self Defense (Probably some suspect who didn't want to surrender? But also Eric's orders in the AU) | Spared Someone's Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It I Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid (if you'd count adopting Milo after their parents kicked him out??) | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped By A Stranger | Been Groped By Someone They Know | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Flirted With Someone To Get Free Drinks | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won a Bet | Lost a Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Has A Noticeable Physical Defect | Gotten A Noticeable Scar |

Been Permanently Disfigured Through Injury | Kneed Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themself To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped (His mans snatched him like a wig a few times) | Been Sexually Assaulted | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotised | Had A Recurring Nightmare (Losing Eric in the Right Mart riot) | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor's Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up |

Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone (Knife man in the AU, got himself a wicked carving blade) | Saved Someone's Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail

Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone's Trust | Broken Someone's Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite

Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name| Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured/Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/ Uncle

[nieceeee]

“WEBBED UP”

P/S: Ever since you found out that the hero who saved you was actually your now boyfriend, things have shifted in your relationship. You have become so much more comfortable with each other and he is way more open and affectionate towards you. You love the way that he loves you but sometimes that affection can get you in trouble. Especially on days like this.

WC: 500

A/N: Decided to play my hand at a Spider-Man OC X reader. I’ll probably make it an entire world. I didn’t want to use one already created because I wanted to add specific powers. So here’s a little teaser.

Suggestive content

Jabari Oshuna Morris has been acting as his worlds Spider-Man for years now. He has the typical spider powers but also has two additional power only know to him. Teleportation and the perfect binding with the symbiote that he can control on a whim. Jabari is a free flying Spider-Man who loves his city and everyone in it. He keeps his identity away from everyone to keep them safe but can he manage it when he falls for his new coworker. What happens when his two worlds start to mix?

“Baby, I can't right now. I really have to go.” You were trying your best to get through your morning routine and get ready for work but your man clearly had other plans. You weren’t sure what it was but today he was all over you. And it didn't help that he had powers at all. You kept finding him everywhere you turned. Whether that was teleporting into the shower while you washed up or constantly pulling you near him with his webbing. He was insatiable this morning.

“Jabari, seriously baby I don't have the time right now.” You fuss at him as he holds your waist tightly while you try and pull your clothes on. He mumbled something under his breath but lets you go. You thought you were all good to finally get ready without distractions until it was time for you to leave the house. You turn to walk out the door when you felt a thick white rope of webbing wrap around your waist. “What the…bari?!” You yelp out as he whips you around and pulls you back into his arms. He smirks down at you as he traps your body in his. “Yeah, bring yo fine ass back over here.” He says, wrapping his arms around your waist, hands sliding down to the underside of your ass and squeezing slightly

He loved the way your body felt in his hands. The softness of your ass and he massaged his fingers into it and the way your perky breasts pressed against his chest, the faint beating of your heart tapping against him. “Boy you’re going to make me late for work.” You roll my eyes. A mmcht left his lips as he repeated the same gesture. “I can literally take you to work in seconds.” He says bending down to press his nose into your neck. “No, you cannot. How the hell am I going to explain just appearing at my desk?” You smack a hand against his muscled chest trying to free yourself from the sticky binding you were trapped in but he only wraps it tighter. “Bari, you know this stuff is sticky. It’s going to get all over me.” You say still trying to free yourself. “Only if you keep trying to escape. If you let me have my way with you, I can break it no problem.”he taunts you, speaking into your skin.

“No, Jabari. I just got ready. You’re going to make me a mess before I can even walk out the door.” Your fighting was useless against him. Between his super strength and his webs, you knew there was no way you were escaping this situation. “Come ooon.” He pouted, kissing you softly, his lips grazing over your sensitive skin. You breathe in slightly, that familiar tingle racing through your body. “Bari, I can't be late.” You groan, your defenses wavering under his touch. “You won’t.” Was the only thing he said before dragging his tongue up your neck…

[hacemorra-death-gremlin]

🎮💭🎶 follow ur haert......

Follow my heart, you say? 3 separate than >:33

🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc's favorite hobbies?

STERLING SILVER: God, we need to get this dragon into the modern age so he can play Sudoku. And other puzzles he'd EAT that shit up. For now he buys various puzzles whenever he can and spends time solving them and unsolving them until he could do it blindfolded. He has a passion for firearms, since they're new and exciting technology. He could tell you every fact about his model of dragonbreath powered pistol he uses regularly. He also REALLY likes to fight. Spars/wrestles whenever he can. Here's where I should say this dragon is a grizzled noir style PI lol.

💭 THOUGHT BALLOON — what is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)?

JON 2.0: SO i am allergic to normal personality quizzes and I don't really know why? They usually seem rather restrictive and useless to me. Maybe it's the tism. So I made my own that r based on vibes and EXTREMELY unhelpful. But they work GREAT.

So…. the thing i call THE WRINGER (minus a couple): Color - Maroon / Object - Ouroboros /Representative Instrument - Bari Sax / Music Genre - Jazz that sounds like it's in pain / KGatLW song - Loyalty / Color MTG - Blue Black, Demigod Horror / Pokemon Type - Poison Dragon / Snore Style - Honk-shoo / Cry Style - Waaaa / If fish, up or down? - Up

“What does this mean, Lyf??” You may ask. Idk either! It works great though! Gets them across to you better than anything else. “It's too subjective for that though” So are people!

🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

AUGUSTINE MEYERS: yeah so unfortunately August is. Boring. He'd totally listen to whatever and probably enjoy it. However things he actively listens to: Top 40, Sadboy Indie, and Nintendo VGM. He's just. A type of guy™. He probably listens more at work when he can than recreationally? So often by circumstance though it would only be now and then if he WASN'T working.

[sparatus]

Alone, betrayal, midnight for Calvetana and Verritana yes I’m aware it’s going to hurt

oh you cunt

[oc asks: not-so-nice edition]

oops oops oops this has to go under a cut i got Emotional™

alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?

calvetana is used to being alone. she's out on the ocean for long hours, sometimes with a full crew on a large ship, sometimes just a couple on her little personal boat. doesn't mean she likes it, of course - she likes her men well enough, and some of them she considers family in their own right, but they're not her virian, they're not her girls or her sister or any of her many grandkids (well, okay, one of them is, but when they're working ziphian is just another subordinate, and she's just his captain and vzgliy, and he understands that). she loves her men, as much as any captain does, but when she's out at sea, she still longs for a warm hearth and her favorite chair next to virian's and a downy chick fighting to climb into her lap.

with such a big family, though, and so many mariners around her and looking up to her, she's very rarely truly alone. she doesn't like to think about what it would be like, especially because in her mind, to be well and truly alone would be to lose verritana, her twin, who's been there since the very beginning and knows her as completely as any turian can. virian was her childhood best friend, and he comes close to verri in her heart, but the sylidros twins used to claim they were two halves of one whole - to calvetana, no matter who else is still alive with her on that day, losing her twin will be the day she's left alone on the wrong side of the veil.

now, on the flip side, verritana herself - she agrees, there'll be no loss quite as bad as losing her sister, and neither one wants to think about how white in the face they're both becoming these days, how stiff their joints are in the morning and how hard it's getting to recall the old days, but she suspects her outliving cal will be worse than the other way around. you see, cal at least still has her virian, still has the husband who's made her so happy for so many years and still patiently waits every day for the sea to bring his wife safely home. verri, though... well. her jaxiter says she just hasn't been the same since kana died.

she still has her boys, sure, and jaxiter's husband, and their whole brood. and there's the animals, of course, she helped birth half the herd, and smoky's been coming in to keep her company now. but her barcidia... bari brought a certain light to the house, a life and joy that just isn't there anymore. it's amazing, she'll tell you, how the big farmhouse can be nearly full yet still feel so very empty.

very quietly, if you ask a certain way, jaxiter will admit he thinks he knows which sister will outlive the other. he's not looking forward to how much emptier the farmhouse is going to feel, but he can hear his kadnön talking to kana's spirit when she thinks nobody else is around. he just wants her to be at peace.

betrayal: Has your OC ever been betrayed by someone they thought they could trust? Has your OC ever betrayed someone who trusted them?

thankfully, neither sister has really had to deal with too much untrustworthiness in their lines of work, other than the occasional sketchy government official, but calvetana insists they're not to be trusted in the first place, so that might not count. verritana doesn't deal with others too much, being more focused on the animals than on anything social, and bari (and then jaxiter) was the one who did all the talking anyway. calvetana, meanwhile, had the benefit of learning her trade at her mother senvia's hip, and senvia candirinus didn't take any shit. the candirinuses are old sea-blood in tiirtias, anyway, and nobody wanted to take their chances with them or their very sharp, very well-aimed harpoons.

midnight: What keeps your OC up at night? Do they have nightmares? Fears? Anxieties? What do they do in the small hours of the morning when they should be sleeping?

herders and fishers in tiirtias both play a major role in keeping the island fed, and both twins have had their fair share of guilt and fear and anxiety about whether or not their loved ones will have enough food to survive the winter. calvetana especially has fought with guilt about giving her daughters and grandchildren starvation snacks - marrow cakes heavy with extra bits to keep their bellies full all day, stuffed hooves to gnaw their way through so they'll be distracted until dinner. her husband is a neurologist, sure, and the empire won't let them starve, and there's always imports to lean on when the prey isn't running well, and the empire is communist, they won't be left to die. but there's a matter of pride to it, something shameful in her mind she can't shake. what kind of vzgliy does it make her, what kind of fisher, what kind of mother, that she can't give her family all the food they want without having to worry about whether or not there'll be enough for dinner later? she knows it's not fully rational, and spirits know virian has never complained an ounce when they've had to go to market or ask family or neighbors for food to spare, but it still makes her heart heavy with shame and keeps her up at night during the lean times.

verritana has slightly more pressing worries. she fears for her sister, going out on the open sea every day, especially during storm season. the blizzards coming off the xiy mnesi are famously violent and dangerous, and verritana lives in terror of the day the sea claims her sister once and for all. it gets worse when her grandsons start joining her on the boat, even just for day trips. she also worries for her own brood, when they go out hunting in the barrens, especially after ierian's accident with the zotrū'dūruu. bari was her calming goat, a lot of nights.

and of course, there's the dead, the countless spirits of the lost ranging all about them, etched permanently into tiirtias's landscape as firmly as the rocks and the permafrost. the tundra remembers the war, and the old clans are the keepers of that memory. but the dead won't bother you, really, if you know how to talk to them.

[raging-violets]

The Flash: Life on Standby | 9x12: “A New World, Part 3: Changes” | Barry Allen & Averey Moore (OC)

A/N: Kinda/sorta spoilery for the future of the Blindsided series (and spoilers for the show) but I’ve had something like this stuck in my head since I watched 9x12 and I needed to write it down, haha.

-Rhuben

“He said that he has the chance to change everything. That if he chooses the crystal, he could get everything he deserves." Averey screwed up her nose as Barry made another pass around the living room. “I just don’t understand. How could he want to do this? That's not Eddie. It’s not the Eddie we know.” 

Averey’s eyebrows lifted as she watched him. He had spent the whole time they had stood in Eddie’s “home” relaying everything he had just experienced with their friend. And the whole time, apart from her inquiry about where they were, Averey had been quiet. She didn’t say a word, just twisted her features in reaction to the words that came out of his mouth. 

So it really through him for a loop when Averey looked him square in the eye and said, flatly, “Shut up, Barry.” 

Barry stopped pacing, coming to a halt in the middle of the living room. “What?” He couldn’t think of anything else to say. 

“Eddie’s getting the chance to see what kind of life he’d get to have should things have been normal for at least five bloody minutes,” Averey explained, her eyebrows coming towards each other. “How do you not understand that?” 

“It’s the Negative Speed Force, Averey,” Barry reminded her. “It’s not real. None of this, none of what he wants, is real!” 

“And it was the Reverse Flash, Barry. And then it was Zoom. And then it was Savitar.” Barry let out a noise of frustration and spun on his heel to storm into the dining aera. Averey followed him, calling after him to say, “There’s always going to be someone that’ll change things – the timeline - in our lives, B. It may not be real to you, or any of us, but it’s real to him.” 

Barry made a scoffing sound, shaking his head. 

“Ah, my apologies, mate.” Averey’s tone suddenly took on sarcasm. “Guess I just never realized you were the only one who was allowed to take the chance to see how your life was different.” 

Barry whirled around to face her. “That’s not true.” 

“It is true, and you know it,” adopting his direct tone. “You’re selfish, Barry Allen!” 

Barry’s jaw dropped. The start of his next sentence died in his throat. “Unbelievable,” he said quietly. A derisive laugh came forth. “I’m trying to save the whole timeline right now,” Bary said, jabbing himself in the chest. “Our lives! Our future! How is that me being selfish?” 

“As long as it’s your mum, or your wife, then you get the green light to do whatever you want with the timeline,” Averey shot back, swinging her arms in the air to indicate everything around them. “That’s how! But if it’s anyone else, we’re not allowed to make that decision.” Barry scoffed again. Averey’s eyebrows lifted and she let out a high-pitched scoff-laugh of disbelief. “You didn’t go back in time for Cisco to save Dante, and yet you tried desperately to save Iris from Savitar.” 

“Averey...” 

“You created that Flashpoint timeline because you went back to save Miss Nora.” 

“Ok, but--” 

“And that wouldn’t have even happened in the bloody first place if you hadn’t gone back in time to save your mum from Eobard!” Barry’s nostrils flared as he expelled a breath of air in one sharp exhale. “And the funny part about all of that was, that it was pointless. Miss Nora was always going to die, and yet you kept trying.” 

“I didn’t even know about any of that until now,” Barry said weakly.

Averey put her head into her hands. Barry planted his hands on his hips and shifted his weight from foot to foot. “You don’t get it, Barry.” 

“Oh, come on--” 

“I’M NOT EVEN SUPPOSED TO EXIST!” Averey lifted her head, eyes ablaze. Barry grimaced at the sudden shout. “I’ve always wondered what our lives would have actually been like if none of this ever happened. If that original timeline, if that real first timeline played out where Nora didn’t die, I wondered how that would be.” She jabbed herself in the chest, her voice cracking. “And I don’t even exist, Barry! Either Henry never has an affair with my mum, and I’m never born, or I’m a different person and our paths just don’t ever cross and we don’t know about each other. But to you, no matter what, I’ve never existed. I wasn’t supposed to.”

Barry wet his lips with his tongue.

“I remember everything from every timeline that’s ever been changed. I remember everything before that tidal wave hit Central City.” She sniffed, using the heel of her palm to wipe at her nose, turning her head away from him. “I remember the first time I told Cisco that I was in love with him, but he doesn’t. It’s different for him. And it’ll always be that way. But you don’t care.”

“Ave…”

Her face became hard again. “Which isn’t a far cry from anything else, because outside of Iris, it’s like nothing exists for you. Except for her.”

Barry gaped at her. “Averey, she’s my wife.”

“And I’m your sister!” Now Barry put his face into his hands. “Not that I want anything to happen to Iris, you know I don’t, but you can always get a new wife. You can’t bloody get a new sibling.” 

Barry opened and closed his mouth.

“And that kind of sucks, because it’s been sweet as getting to know you these past ten years.” Averey wiped at her eyes with her hands. “And that’s what the Thawnes tried to do. They tried to forget that Malcolm even existed, and just put Eddie into that slot. He’s had to live his life based on other people’s standards and expectations. There’s even pressure further down that bloodline as far as Eobard is concerned.” 

“That’s no excuse to act like this though,” Barry said tiredly. 

“Come on, B.” Averey turned away from him and moved to sit down on the couch. Barry stepped closer to her, reaching up to tap his fingertips against the entryway to the room. “It’s easy for you to say that. You’ve never been on that side of being compared to anybody. Because you’re Barry Allen.” A hint of a laugh rumbled in Barry’s throat at her jazz hands at his name.

“Mate, dad compared himself to Joe all of the time because he wasn’t there to raise you.” Barry blinked rapidly in response.

“Dad never told me that,” Barry said quietly, leaning his head against his stretched arms.

“You know Wally had that grudge against you when you two first met, and I reckon a part of him still feels that way.” Averey put a hand to her chest. “I know I still have issues with Iris I’m working out even now, because of how angry I was with her being. Eddie’s going through it, now, too. He’s just now feeling the weight of all of that emotion at one time.”

“And the Negative Speed Force is feeding off of it,” Barry reminded her. “I know he can fight it off. I know he can.” 

“So, do I,” Averey said. “I don’t reckon that Eddie should listen to the Negative Speed Force and take that crystal, but you’re one big ass hypocrite for trying to force him to stop something you’ve already done so many times without a second thought.” 

“Ok, ok...” Barry slowly nodded. He dropped his arms down to his sides and moved to sit down beside her. “I hear you...” 

“It’s not out of the ordinary for people to wonder what their lives would be like if things were different. Yeah?” Averey crossed her arms over her chest, settling back against the cushions. She turned towards the window, squinting towards the bright lights illuminating the street. “Like if we didn’t make this decision, or take that job, or if we just had more time…” Silence feel between them as the end of her sentence trailed off. “You’ve had all the time in the world to figure this out. Eddie has the chance to make that decision for himself right now. He’s still the same Eddie; he’s just faced with a very difficult decision.” 

“And if he chooses wrong?” 

Averey looked at him, a solemn look on her face. “Then we gotta do, what we gotta do. But we can’t make him feel like he’s evil for being human and wanting something he always thought he couldn’t have. Or what he’s told he can’t have.” 

“I just can’t believe Eddie would even consider this.”

“Please. You all thought he was selfish and into himself before this. CCPD called him ‘Detective Pretty Boy,’ remember?” A wry smile came to her face. “Or was that just your jealousy talking? Because he had Iris, and you had a lenghty date with a coma.”

Barry pressed his lips together and twisted his mouth to the side. “I...we...just didn’t know him.” 

“You know him now.” Averey bumped his shoulder with hers. “Don’t hold it against him when he doesn’t choose to act the way you would. That’s not fair to him.”

“When did you get so smart?” Barry asked. “Almost sounded like something Joe would say.”

“Being around all you smart blokes, it was bound to happen,” Averey said, her smile widening slightly. “You’re the paragon of love, Barry. Sooner or later, I’d have to throw one of these sorts of speeches back in your face, right?” Her smile slowly faded. “So, what do we do now?”

“Prepare,” Barry said, just as solemn, “to do what we gotta do.”

-

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[deadrlngers]

🖊🖊🖊🖊🖊 for nix <3

MY SPAGHETTI BOY CHICKEN BOY. thank you hil <;33

as a kid he was uncharacteristically quiet and introverted. tancred and ephraim needed to like...pull the words out of him. talking with strangers/other people in general? big NO-NO. tancred did the most talking for him. funny how he grew to be unable to shut up

still dwelling a lil on his past self: when he entered his fuckboy era (sighs. i didn't raise him to be a fuckboy) and used to sleep around a lot with random people, he created a rule that he basically broke only when he met vesper: no kissing with one night stands. it simply bothers him to kiss and get kissed by strangers, and makes everything a little too intimate for his tastes.

he has a perfect pronunciation of english. he can fake a super stereotypical italian accent if he wants to fuck around but truth is you probably wouldn't know english is not his first language, still his words have some kind of edge you know. the voice. the tone. the italian flavour. meanwhile his italian has a more pronounced accent (apulian, legend of province of bari, my bestie)

not very surprisingly, he doesn't get along with many of vesper's friends which hated/hate him (uh..jackie..rogue, well deserved in this case..johnny, if we want to call him a friend fndkjf). very surprisingly, the only one that likes him is kerry (panam…tolerates him because she knows how to put him back in his place), probably because kerry is already used to dealing with assholes so he's like haha boy you're funny, you remind me of someone. also fenix hates johnny so he declared that kerry is ten times more skilled with music than johnny ever was, kerry is very pleased :)

while he's a shitty cook he's very pretentious with what he eats. always has criticism to offer (who asked u boy) especially when it's about italian food. he talked with goro maybe 2 times tops and one of these occassions saw the both of them bitching about night city's food. he's trying to learn how to improve his cooking skills but, in his own words, he could've been born a chef or a dramatically good looking man. his brother knows how to cook and he's the handsome sibling, he's happy with what he has fkdjfkl

🖊 + oc to hear me ramble about them

[hermitcraft-8]

hey hi howdy hi i just binged ur dustyverse and OMFSM HELLOOOO ITS INCRDBPY COOL AMD AWESOME RARAGAGAGGAGAGRGRGRGAGARGRRRR

Question!! do you have any voice claims for the characters?

also also i love dyna and donnie together theyre actual so cute. do you have any other ocs/sonas in the dustyverse?

does mikey wear necklaces as a sensory thing or just for swag?

how did raph get shell piercings? is there a story behind that? did it hurt to get?

okokok im going to sleep now but i hope you have a wonderful day :D

HIIII THANK YOU SO SO MUCH

i don't have voice claims for them exactly, but i do have a vague idea of what they sound like in my head. as you know, donnie has a bari voice. leos voice is fairly high pitched but still masculine. raph's voice is surprisingly deep and smooth. mikey sounds like he's gargled salt water.

i actually have a total of five ocs that are me and my friends, basically, because everyone at my lunch table thought this was pretty cool for some reason. i haven't sat down and designed them yet, but i will eventually, promise. (might actually do that now)

mikey's necklaces started off as swag, but over time he realized he couldn't really be without them without feeling uncomfy, so

donnie actually gave raph all of his peircings. they started out as rebellion but over time he just realized he liked fidgeting with them and they looked cool so. and yeah they probably hurt a bit

[hamaonoverdrive]

Dunmeshi OST cover got me thinking about Band Stereotypes so fuck it, here's all my OCs:

Gale: wanted to play trumpet but they had too many of those when she first started, so she ended up on french horn. Kei: Trumpet, first chair (despite being a freshman). Tora: Flute, first chair and plays the piccolo when called for. Soma: Trombone, gets in trouble for jumping at any opportunity to make the sad "womp womp womp" sound (among other things). Tess: Percussionist, the director's preferred pick for timpani parts. Gets in trouble for sitting under the marimbas and chatting when the director is working with other groups. Odio: Flute, second chair and resentful that she doesn't get the piccolo parts. Selena: Clarinet, first chair (despite being a freshman). Max: Bari sax Bonesetter: Tuba Robin: the director.

[greedypiggybank]

Random dedication post to Blake Lee Stone

So, Like..I know that in a certain amino, Blake tops all my other ocs and is also my main oc so consider this a Obligatory Blake Lee Stone appreciation post.

My Blake lee stone account: @stoneiisms

Facts about Blake.

He is the only Stone family member to be left-handed since his right-hand is not there.

His favorite food is Macaroni with tiny Gummy stones in it. Not so healthy, but to him? It's delicious.

His main instrument is the Saxophone, and the type is Baritone sax, but he can play the other Sax's. He just prefers the Bari sax.

When choosing a side in a game of Rocks and Squirrels, He actually is neutral. Squirrels and rocks is a game created by Barwick and Bolt, more so Bolt since the lightning brother got bored one day in class and invented that game. Barwick added on some stuff to it.

Despite being really good at not getting into trouble, he still finds a way to be blamed for trouble. Blame Glomgold on this..please!!

If Blake is ever angry, He may borrow Bolt's drum set to play on, but this is rare since he does have a trombone that he can use.

It is unknown whether or not if he knows about the Ex-Stone family members, but he probably doesn't.

He can also communicate with his counterparts if he so chooses to, but this will be rare if he does choose to since he has his own life to worry about.

[ressjeon]

So, if I got it correctly...

Movie date: Namjoon

Genres: Eros+Ludos

Row and seats: 8/2 and 8

Snacks: popcorn+pizza

pairing: earthen!namjoon x airess!reader

summary: another banquet, another prospect of meeting the Earth Kingdom’s crown prince, your sworn enemy since childhood but perhaps this time, he’ll finally settle his problems with you if only he isn’t as insolent as you would like him to be.

rating: 18+

genre/au: smut, angst, fluff, fantasy, royalty, childhood enemies to lovers

word count: 2.2k

warnings/content: exhibitionism (in the royal library), pet names, unprotected sex, creampie, some drama, oc’s mother is scary

a/n: you did get it correctly and thanks for ordering, hope you enjoy the film! 

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THIS WILL BE RE-WRITTEN AS A ONESHOT

As the Air Kingdom’s crown princess, you have to be present in every royal occasion, be it a social one or a political one. Every member of the royal family in your kingdom receives equal treatment when it comes to royal duties regardless of gender.

So here you are at a banquet because your family has been personally invited by the Earth kingdom’s royal family. You’re no stranger in this palace already as you frequent here since you were a child so you found the path towards that royal library at once. It isn’t that you hate mingling with other guests, it's just that you’ve been avoiding someone since you arrived. Though you know that he loves books as much as you do, you don’t find it in you to care if you find him here.

Namjoon should’ve been a best friend to you because you’ve known each other since you were children but that didn’t happen mostly because of how the two of you met. You remember giving a tantrum because your mother wouldn’t pay you any attention. She told you to make friends with other royal children but you simply want to go home and read books. You didn’t realize that there was someone behind you when you tried to release a gust of air forward and since it backfired, the person behind you received it instead.

“i’m sorry i didn’t mean it!” you told the boy who has an angry expression while sitting on the ground.

“i was going to say hi to you since you’re pretty but you’re very huffy!”

Your lips puckered at what he said but you notice that the boy is wearing a little crown like you so he must be a prince. You kept telling him that you didn’t do it on purpose but he didn’t believe you. Since then he would annoy you each time you see each other, sometimes cracking anything that you’re currently on whether you’re walking or sitting on something just to laugh at you after teasing you more and you do the same thing to him until he’s no longer on your sight.

You shake your head at the memories that resurfaced while entering the Earth Kingdom’s library.

It is as big as the Air Kingdom’s and both libraries have the same quality of books and features, the only difference is the style of architecture inspired by the element of your own kingdoms. In contrast to your kingdom library’s cool colours of light purple and rose, this library has warm colours of brown and green that encompass its layout, along with plants that serve as decorations, vines hanging along with each corner.

There is something that you need, however, that's why you're here. A special book that your royal library doesn’t have yet and you heard that the Earth Kingdom has acquired it as soon as it was published. It made you frustrated because you have a theory as to why this kingdom had it first.

And you were right because as soon as you located the book that is lying on the shelf right by your eyes, a hand reaches for it from the other side of the shelf at the same time as you do, causing it to touch your hand.

“well well princess, i didn't expect to find you here”

The hand wraps itself on yours, accompanied by a baritone voice from the other side of the shelf. It distracts you for a moment that you loosen your grip on the book, resulting from him grabbing it completely out of your hands. You knew that he was doing it on purpose like he always does before because he’s now chuckling deeply at you.

“kim namjoon! why must you—”

You momentarily stop as soon as you see his figure emerge from the previous aisle that he was in. Hair swiped to the back of his head that exposes his entire handsome face, your eyes focus on the pair of dimples he has on his cheeks, more prominent now with the amusing smile on his face as he walks towards you.

“care to tell me why you aren’t in the banquet hall?”

His smile widens when you further furrow your brows, pretending to look angry with him when the truth is that your heart’s been pounding faster the nearer he comes to you. You haven’t seen Namjoon in a while and though he’s always been handsome in your eyes, he looks more attractive now with his dark brown uniform and you grin because it’s the opposite colour from your light bluish dress though they compliment when put together.

“i could ask the same for you”

Your voice surprisingly comes out stable though you almost falter when a little smirk appears on his thick lips, eyes struggling to not look at it because you really want him to..

“well, I figured you’d like some company since i’m here already but wait-”

He pauses and you freeze when you see his eyes look back at you, catching you staring on his lips and then he starts coming closer and closer until your faces are just inches apart. Your eyes leave his, looking anywhere else so he won’t notice your true desire but it may be too late for that.

“i have something that you want”

He whispers and your heart is hammering even more. He cannot mean–

“and what would that be?”

“depends, do you want both?”

You see him quirk one brow and you hate how he easily figured you out. You’re aware of how smart he is so you aren’t surprised that he’s able to read your emotions very well. That doesn’t mean that you can’t still try to push him further.

“how are you so sure that I want the other one too?”

“because princess, i can tell how soaked you are already”

Shock etches on your face before you can feel his breath fanning on your lips as his face comes even closer to yours. Your eyes are searching for his but he's not doing anything, his eyes are only staring down at your lips and you wonder if it’s because he’s waiting.

You decide to close the gaps between your lips instead, earning a surprised groan from him at your bold move.

Namjoon’s hands are immediately on your body, fingers fumbling on your royal dress. You chuckle after releasing his lips when you hear his complaints of how complicated it is to untie the laces on your back and you tease him with his clumsiness because what you’re wearing isn’t even tight, just flowy. He bites your neck as retaliation but he leaves hurried kisses from your jaw down to your neck.

“you’re quite eager, your highness”

“and you’re quite polite now that my lips are on you, princess”

Your chuckle turns into a moan when you feel his fingers trace on your inner thigh, how his hand manages to slip under your dress you don’t know. what you do know is that you want them inside you.

“Namjoon..” you gasp needily when he continues to tease, tracing the tips of his fingers along your folds, still not putting at least one of them in.

“yes princess?” you can feel his smile on your skin and you scoff.

“would you stop teasing me already?” you claw at his uniform as you whine, your fingers fumbling to unbutton it to see a bit of his skin underneath.

You notice the royal crest of his family and your fingers starts tracing its pattern. A thought crosses your mind and you can’t stop wondering if this is only fooling for him, unlike you who’s taking this earnestly as the next step of your current connection with him. He kisses you again and that diverts your thoughts back to what you're currently doing.

Opening yourself up to him.

Everything happens so fast but you’re not complaining unless he teases you. He doesn’t waste time before preparing you with his fingers and taking you right against the shelf, ignoring the possible individuals who might be inside the royal library. Even if there are any, they wouldn’t dare to interrupt their precious prince’s affairs, royals of the Earth Kingdom might be known to be kind but their punishments are not.

Namjoon alternates from kissing every skin of yours that he can touch and praising how you're so good for him. It’s also getting harder for you to conceal your moans with the way he rolls his hips against you.

“my princess, come on, give it to me”

The sounds he’s making are making you tighten around him, pushing him closer to the end. You’re not far and the way he’s touching you is making you lose your mind. He continues to call you lovely names while he pounds to you nonstop, making you let out louder moans than you intend to. One of his hands covers your mouth in an instant and you’re also glad that he’s not doing any better with the way his face contorts when you tighten more around him, a signal that you’re almost on your end.

“joonie..” you gasp the nickname that you gave him since you were kids when his hand releases you before his head drops on your neck to stifle his own sounds. your hand mindlessly caresses his hair because your heart is currently soaring at the moment. His pace goes harder until he reaches deeper, making you whimper and you hold him closer, wanting more of him.

“love?” he replies with a struggle but he tries his best to look at you, a question in his eyes and you nod at him, giving him permission to release inside you which he does after a few strokes of his hips.

For a while, none of you has uttered a word, just exchanging laboured breaths to one another as you both calm down from your highs. You want to stay on this afterglow but your mind is slowly going back to reality, horror instantly running in your veins when you realized what you just did.

Letting this kingdom’s prince take you here in their very own library.

You withdraw yourself from Namjoon’s touches, believing that this is just one of his hidden agendas. After all these years, you can't believe how easy you gave in to his charms that don't usually work on you.

“you can stop pretending now, you got what you want,”

You tell him coldly and you see his expression turn from pleased to confused at your sudden reaction. Namjoon thought that you've accepted him, that you feel the same since you welcomed him but maybe you were just testing him and he fell right into your trap.

“what are you talking about?” he replies in panic, one hand coming up to caress your cheek but you shy away from his touch and that made Namjoon’s heart sink. You’re not sparing him a glance while you both are fixing yourselves in a hurry and his heart continues to ache with you ignoring his attempt.

You don’t answer him because you might not like what he’ll say next. You’re being unreasonable but you don’t want to look like a fool more than you already are for sleeping with him. He’s reaching for you but before you can finish fixing your gown, the double door of the royal library suddenly opens, revealing both your mothers followed by the palace royal guards.

Namjoon proceeds to grab you even with your reluctance, hiding your body behind him as he faces your mother though he heard rumours of the Air Queen’s temper. He looks at his mother and the Earth Queen smiled warmly at him, trusting him on the right thing to do like she always does. Before your mother was able to say something, Namjoon immediately bow on one knee.

“punish me as you please Your Majesty but i will marry your daughter as she’s the only one that my heart desires”

A lot of emotions are running through you and you’re getting overwhelmed at his confession. You don’t dare to look at your mother but you are not the damsel in distress that she thought you’ll grow up to be.

“you don’t have to protect me from my own mother, your highness” you sneer and a soft smile graces on Namjoon’s face again, you’re definitely helping to calm his nerves.

“i’m not, you just didn’t answer me earlier so here i am, explaining”

His response makes you roll your eyes because he still annoys you somehow but you smile at him, pulling him up from the ground so he can face you. Your hand comes up to brush his dishevelled hair and he smiles back at you lovingly, eyes now crinkling with how happy he is and you’re about to kiss him again until the ground beneath you starts to shake and gusts of air starts surrounding you and Namjoon.

You turn to meet your mother’s fiery eyes and smile wryly at her, there’s no way that you’ll marry the prince from the Fire Kingdom.

“don’t worry my prince, i haven’t had a chance to read the book that you have”

The Earth Queen gasps.

e/n: i know it be late but ya girl didn’t expect to be this busy 😭. i definitely deleted almost 1k words of this since it was starting to turn into a oneshot 💀.