#also i kinda just wanna stick to the more out there races

[dmramblings]

Seriously considering seeing if I can get away with a setting with no humans, no elves (at least no standard wood/high elves), and possibly no dwarves. So far I have a satyr and a firbolg committed as PCs. Hoping and praying that the last player doesn’t ask to play one of the three most standard fantasy races lol

[babiebom]

Hello!! Soooo I was reading your headcannons about Shane going with his S/O to the mines and that got me thinking. How would the Bachelors (and maybe also the Bachelorettes) react to a Gn S/O who kicks a slime or other monster in the face which kills it instantly? The Bachelors/Bachelorettes are either shocked or impressed as the S/O explains they just are really good at kicking and could probably break open a rock if they wanted to.

A/N: brother i do not remember writing that but I probably did and forgot bc let’s face it I forget things pretty easily. The bachelorettes will be a separate post because I’m taking too long posting this. Also sorry this is late. Also also my writing has gotten slower because I have taken up making music and have currently a couple songs that I’m working on including one from my farmers pov about Sebastian so y’know with that and work a lot of things are going on lmao. Pt.2 I have a cold again because of work.

Tw: violence, cursing, mentions of death, killing slimes lmao, lmk if I should tag anything else

Bc/Wc: maybe 3 for each. Maybe more? At least 100 words me thinks for each.

Stardew valley Masterlist

Sebastian

Literally just blinks and is like ….okay :|

It’s probably not surprising to him that you kicked a monster to death

Sticks to swinging a bat at them (I think he would have a bat or like a pipe or something) but thinks it’s cool that you have hand to hand…or monster to foot combat down.

Sebastian stares as you kick a duggy to death. It honestly was getting in the way of you digging for treasure and nipping at your ankles every time you weren’t paying attention. It only took one good kick for it to die and as you breathe out a puff of air in frustration, your boyfriend simply nods to himself and continues the search for anything you could donate to the museum.

“Are you gonna say anything?” You ask

He just shrugs in response, “no not really…”

In all honesty he figured you had to have a way to survive down here for hours. While kicking wasn’t the usual way, it did work and that’s all that really matters to him.

Sam

Probably did not realize at first and was like okay yeah cool it’s dead

Then realized and probably shouted VERY LOUDLY

Thinks it’s super cool because WHAT?

The stupid things take SO long to die. You kill them and they just come right back unless you blow it up…or give it a good kick to the face out of annoyance. Sam’s eyebrows raise for a second before he continues to break rocks, wanting to get this adventure over with.

Then comes the excited shouting. He’s holding you by your shoulders, shaking you and yelling words that don’t quite make it to your ears. “Sam, please!” You shout over him, the echoing sounds starting to hurt your head.

“I’m sorry,” he lets go of you but is still bouncing in place, “but that was so cool! I wanna kick things!”

Shane

Openly thinks it’s hot

Is very relieved because he never comes down into the mines and does at least want to know you’re safe

Steals your kicking strategy because it is quicker and more efficient

Do those things ever die? Can a skeleton die? How can a skeleton even be alive if not inside a per-okay they’re kicking it….and it’s dead. Wow.

Shane just stares in slight confusion as his mind races to catch up with the events that just unfolded in front of him. It was kinda fun taking out his feelings on monsters that were technically picking a fight first, but then thinking about the morality and the actual logic of it all distracted him until you actually kick a real life skeleton in the face causing it to finally permanently die. He says nothing to you, but does give you an amused smirk before adopting your strategy as his own. Kicking is way more fun than hitting rocks anyways.

Alex

Secretly thinks it’s hot

Would also try to kick things

Would want to do a playful contest to see how much stuff you two can damage honestly.

It thew Alex off when the rock he had hit with a pickaxe started moving. It threw him off even further when said rock pinched him with its apparent pincers that he didn’t even know it had. His brain completely left his skull when you kicked the thing to death with one good stomp because it had pinched him.

It didn’t even hurt that much because he wasn’t paying any attention to his wound and instead staring at you with what could only be described as adoration. Alex clears his throat and grind at you, “how ‘bout a kicking contest? Winner gets a prize”.

“What prize?” You ask, confused about his reaction. You thought he would be in a little pain at least.

“Whatever the winner decides I guess…” you shake his outstretched hand. This was going to go well for you. Now all there is left to do is think about what you want as your prize.

Harvey

Would be absolutely floored.

Like THIS IS NOT SAFE BUT OH MY GOD IMPRESSIVE

He is never coming into the mines again but at least his anxiety has gone down just a little bit (well went up then down so technically it is lower than previously).

The little thing on the ground wasn’t terrifying in the slightest, but your ferocity in destroying it made Harvey think that it was more serious than he understood it to be. Don’t get him wrong, all of the things in this mine could kill someone easily, but the monster that looked like a big ass worm didn’t really seem like a big deal compared to everything else you two had come across.

His mouth hung open as he stared at you as you glared at the stained spot where the worm thing used to be. “It would’ve turned into a monster that could fly.” You offer as soon as you turn to look at him. He nods and makes a mental note to get you muscle relaxers or something because your legs definitely have to be sore after this.

Elliott

Is MORTIFIED

like he was not expecting you to do that at ALL

The mines aren’t his favorite place and he’s glad you can defend yourself but it’s also TERRIFYING.

Probably will insert this into one of his novels where you’re already a character because it’s hot.

The bouncing little jelly things were more dangerous than Elliott had expected. Sure, he knew to some degree that you being tough was a fact because you were in these mines damn near every day for hours at a time. Whenever you came back home after a trip to the mines, covered in bruises and cuts after midnight, he always felt thankful that you had made it back home alive. But this was more than he expected. If something that looked this harmless could make him feel heavy and tired enough to wanna just lay down and die, how strong were the other monsters that lived in these mines?

Snapping out of his distracted thoughts, he watches as everything happens too quickly in front of him, rendering him unable to help because you got everything under control before he could even think to help. In one second you’re hissing in pain after a slime that you both had missed crashed into you, then the next your foot lifts up and then kicks the slime across the room. The thing splatters into goo on the wall as you check yourself for any serious injuries. Elliott calls out to you in shock, rushing over to also look over you because he wouldn’t be fully calm without checking you himself.

As you two stand in the now empty room, checking each other for any injuries that might make you leave early, Elliott can’t help but think that a sexy strong love interest in his novels is just what he needs to make his work skyrocket in popularity.

[toxicanonymity]

menace

4k / (your) creep!Joel x f!Reader / night walks AU

Thank you @serenaxpedro for the pic and gif 🖤

Thank you @missannwinchester for a great smut prompt. 🖤

✨A/N: you can skip to the 🚬🚬🚬 divider to get to Joel faster and skip the plot with her aunt talking about joel.

WARNINGS: creepy!Joel, some angst (read Q&A Qs 1 & 2 if you don't want it), alcohol, public groping, fingering, and humping, references to addiction, Jack getting the jack treatment, somnophilia, grinding and dry humping, thigh fucking, unsafe P in V sex, reader POV for most of it, followed by Joel POV smut.  There's a floor plan at the bottom of the post.

“Following you? This is my spot, pumpkin.” He nods to the women’s room and lowers his voice to add, “C’mon, you know that.”  You voice the question you’ve been asking yourself ever you saw him in that booth.  “Would it bother you if I was out with another guy?” He offers a little smirk and steps closer until you’re almost up against the opposite wall. He lowers his voice more.

“I got nothin’ to worry ‘bout, baby.”  He tilts his head and gazes into your eyes.  “Go ‘head, know ya want it.”  He holds out his hand and you hesitantly give him yours. His thumb draws light circles on your palm. “Can’t stand it, can ya? Bein’ this close, and not close enough.” 

(Night Walks 8)

After seeing a topless picture of yourself in your brand new text conversation, you reply, “omg DELETE.”

Joel replies, “what’s it worth to ya?” 

You don’t answer. 

“Door’s unlocked,” he says. 

You don’t respond. Your aunt has planted a seed of doubt and shame, and the last thing you wanna do is rush back over to his place.  If he showed up at your basement door, it’d be a different story. 

-

You don’t expect to like the guy your uncle introduces you to, but you agree to it in order to get your aunt off your back.  Just in case what your aunt says about Joel is true, you figure it also won’t hurt to get your mind off Joel.  Diversify your investment.  Because after spending all night and all day with him for the first time, you realize you’re more invested than you want to be.  

Your aunt is relieved when you once again agree to be set up on the date.  She’s making dinner and you’re sitting at the kitchen table watching.  “So, that’ll give you someone new to spend time with.  A real looker, too.” She smiles over her shoulder, then stirs the boiling pasta to keep it from sticking.  “I know there aren’t that many people your age in the neighborhood,” she says louder since she’s facing away.  As if that must be why you’d resort to Joel.

“He’s a little older than you, but not more than 10 years. Definitely not as old as. . . “  She puts the utensil down on the spoon rest and her face falls, then she turns around to face you.  She crosses her arms and her brows knit together.  “I’m sorry,”  She opens her mouth to say something, closes it, then changes her mind again.  “What do you and Joel do when you ‘hang out’?” She squints at you and uses air quotes. 

You swallow, then look around.  “Watch tv, listen to music.”  

“That’s all? I wasn’t born yesterday, honey.”  

You shrug.  “I don’t get it.  You heard rumors, so what.  What am I missing?”

“Not just rumors, honey.”  She looks down and away and swallows.  A pit opens in your stomach.  

You’re not sure you want the answer, but you ask, “Did you. . . sleep with him?”

She laughs loudly, then covers her mouth with her eyes wide.  

You study her face in anticipation.  

“No, no.  God, no.”  She laughs more quietly.  “Sleep with him? No, of course not.” 

“What, then? What’s not a rumor” Your heart is racing. 

“It was a long time ago.”  She returns her attention to the pasta. 

“What was??” 

She turns the stove off and turns around, crossing her arms again.  “I mean, years ago.”  She approaches the table and sits down across from you.  “. . . there was a cook-out at his next-door neighbor’s house.  He showed up and he was all by himself.  The other men weren’t including him.  I felt kinda bad and went up and talked to him.  He had a fancy drink. I asked him what it was, and he said he’d make me one really quick if I came to his bar. I had a bad feeling, but I still went to his basement.”  She pauses and looks at you. Your face feels stone cold.  

"What happened?"

“He tried to get me to, um-” 

“To what.” 

She sighs.  “Smoke reefer with him.”  She shakes her head in disbelief. 

You suppress a laugh. "And you said no?"

"Of course I said no! If I was gonna try it, it wouldn't be with him."

"Did he take no for an answer?"

"Oh, yeah.”

“So what, then?”

“I just got this terrible feeling about him.”  She shakes her head.  “So, I left.” 

“That’s all?” 

“And I was so embarrassed to go back to the barbecue smelling like that.” She pinches her eyes shut at the memory, then opens them. “I mean, not like that, I don’t really mind smelling it.  But smelling like him.” She holds her head with her palms on her temples for a moment, then lets them down. “Your uncle wasn't happy either. And I got pulled into the rumor mill, too, until I told people what really happened. You’ve gotta trust your gut, honey.”

Your brain might know better, but you’re pretty sure your guts want that cock all up in them.  "Did he try to touch you or anything?"

"No, nothing like that."

“Did he ever make you the drink?”

“Oh yeah, that was the first thing he did.” 

"Why do you think he invited you?" 

She sighs. "I dunno.  Maybe he was bummed after the guys at the grill wouldn’t really talk to him.  When I went over to say hello, maybe he thought I wanted to hang out."

"Where were you sitting in his basement?" 

"At the bar, watching him make the drink. These are a lot of questions, honey. Are you sure he's just a friend?"

You ignore the question and think for a moment. "I guess I don't get it. You say he has girls coming and going at all hours as if that means he's sleeping with anyone who goes in his basement. But he didn't even make a pass at you?"

She sighs. "Okay, you don’t have to believe that. But he’s still bad news. You know he's an ex con, right?"

Your eyes go wide. You're not put off by it, but it's never come up.  If it’s true, you shouldn't be surprised, given you don't do a lot of talking, much less share your life stories.  So it’s not like he's hiding it. 

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For the next few days, you and Joel don’t text each other, but you think about him every day and wish he would say something.  You think about your aunt’s concerns, too.  You feel a little better when you reflect on how this all started. How fixated Joel has been on you.  How fixated he is? You get nervous that he hasn’t texted.  You look him up. No criminal record in the last 10 years and you'd have to go to the courthouse to go back further.  You wouldn’t put it past the rumor mill to be wrong about this. 

One night, Joel texts “Walk?”  

When you don’t respond, an hour later, he says, “swim?” which makes you smile. 

“Not tonight, I have a headache.” 

He replies, “Feel better 💐🍆.” It makes you laugh but also turns you on.  You wonder why he doesn’t just show up one night.  

-

You go out with Jack and he’s surprisingly hot, nice to talk to, and funny. He's a welder with a nice physique. He obviously works with his hands.  His black hair is just beginning to gray.  On the first date, You tell him what brought you to the suburbs.  The need to save money and get some space from your immediate family. Jack says he wishes he felt like he could get that space.  He shares that his father is a recovering addict, and he checks in on his parents a lot.  He worries that his dad is going to slip.  You have some common interests and you like him enough to want to see him again. The two of you text casually throughout the week. 

For your second date, he picks you up for a drink at your favorite restaurant. It was Jack’s choice, but there aren’t exactly a lot of restaurants close by.  When you walk into the restaurant, your face heats up.  The last time you were there, you ran into Joel and he gave you head in the bathroom.  You’ve known this, but once you’re there, something about physically being in the space again makes you feel exposed, like the staff must somehow know. 

You sit at the bar and have a couple of drinks.  The bar is a big square island in the middle of the restaurant.  The main restaurant space is behind you.  The front door is straight ahead, and the other two walls in the bar area are lined with booths.  You’re in the middle of telling Jack about movies you’d like to see when you lose his attention.  His eyes fixate on a corner booth and his face falls.

You follow his line of sight and your heart skips a beat when you see Joel. He’s facing away from you, but you can see his profile and you’d recognize it anywhere.  You can see his pinstripe PJ pants, too, and a blazer which he's surely wearing over a very low-cut t-shirt. He’s sitting across from another attractive man Joel's age or older.  More gray.

You realize your hand is covering your mouth and your eyes are wide.  

Jack notices too and does a double take, then asks, "You know him??" 

"Uh, no, I don't think so, why? Do you?" 

“That’s my father.” Your heart almost beats out of your chest for a few seconds until you realize he’s obviously talking about the man facing y’all.  “And I’m pretty sure that other guy is a dealer.” 

You nod slowly. “I’m sorry.”

Jack’s eyes are welling up as he tries to call his dad and his dad ignores it. Jack’s dad gets up and slaps hands horizontally with Joel, punctuated by a finger grip, and his dad leaves.  Joel starts to turn around and in the corner of your eye you see him head toward the restrooms. 

“I’m gonna go to the ladies room,” you say and affectionately squeeze his shoulder.  

-

The restrooms are around the corner out of view.  Just before Joel opens the door to the men’s room, you ask, "Are you selling drugs to addicts?" 

He turns around with a confused expression, which turns to bemused when he sees your angry face.  You glance to his exposed chest and the subtle dip between his hard pecs. He looks you up and down and says,  “Lookin’ good tonight, pumpkin.” You try to remember if he’s seen you in a dress or skirt before.  Yeah. . . the gas station, and the last time you were here.  

“Well are you?”

“Not sellin’ to anyone these days.  Just an old friend sayin’ hey.  Who’s he to you?” 

“A friend’s dad.”  You squint and try to read his eyes.  You doubt he’d lie about something like this, only because he doesn’t seem to have any shame.  “Then what are you doing here? Are you following me?”

“Followin' you? This is my spot, pumpkin.” He nods to the women’s room and lowers his voice to add, “C’mon, you know that.” 

You decide to voice the question you’ve been asking yourself in your head ever since the moment you saw him in that booth.  “Would it bother you if I was out with another guy?”

He offers a little smirk and steps toward you. You step back until you’re almost up against the opposite wall of the hall. He lowers his voice more. “I got nothin’ to worry ‘bout, baby.”  He tilts his head and gazes into your eyes.  “Go ‘head, know ya want it.”  He holds out his hand and you hesitantly give him yours. His thumb draws light circles on your palm. “Can’t stand it, can ya? Bein’ this close, and not close enough.” 

He gently, slowly lowers your hand with plenty of time for you to pull it away, but you don’t.  He puts your palm against the front of his soft pants and takes a deep breath as he cups your hand around his cock. He’s barely hard, but still big. He uses your hand to slowly massage himself for a few seconds, breathing heavier as he hardens into your hand and a stab of need shoots through you. 

He takes his hand away and yours lingers on his crotch for a moment, pressing into him one more time before you drop your hand to your side.  He puts his hands on the wall on either side of your shoulders and leans into you, pressing his pelvis up against your body. He gets harder and leans in to nearly whisper in your ear, “feel that? your favorite drug?” 

His lips linger at your ear, his hot breath teasing you until he closes his mouth and really presses himself into you with an, “mmm.” His scruff brushes against your cheek as he pulls back just enough to look you in the eyes, your bodies still in contact, your panties getting wetter and wetter. “It’s all over your face, baby.”

He takes a deep breath, and his warm package further stiffens against you.  “Have your fun,” he murmurs. His face drifts closer to yours again.  He uses two fingers to tilt your chin up and your lips part. “You’ll be back, pumpkin.”  Then he closes his lips around yours and thrusts his tongue into your mouth.  He moans, “Mmm,” as his lips knead yours and he sucks your mouth. His hardness swells against you as you kiss, and your chest fills with butterflies.  

He steps back and adjusts himself with a raise of his eyebrows. “It’ll be here for ya.”  He winks then goes into the men’s room. 

-

You go back to the bar and awkwardly sip your drink as Jack texts his Mom and dad. 

“Are you sure he wasn’t just saying hi?” you ask. 

“I dunno,” Jack says and puts his head in his hands. He looks up again.  “He didn’t look like he’s been using, but it scares me.” 

You’re startled by Joel’s voice on the other side of you ordering a drink at the bar.  

"Don't I know you from somewhere?"

“You know this guy?” Jack asks quietly as if Joel isn’t there. 

"We’re neighbors.” 

“Neighbors, sure,” Joel says with a fakely contemplative frown, then mutters, “pillow neighbors.” You hope it isn’t too obvious when you elbow him. 

Jack must be too distracted to hear the comment. 

“What time is it?” Joel asks, then holds his phone so you can see it and presses a button to turn the screen on.  

The blood drains from your face–Joel’s lock screen is the topless photo of you.  The one you told him to delete.  You shift your body to try to block it. 

Jack’s phone rings and the screen says Mom. “I’m gonna take this,” he says and goes outside. 

-

Joel lingers next to you and sits at the bar after he gets his drink while Jack is still outside.  He swivels his stool to face you and you swivel yours to slightly face him.  

“What’s on the menu tonight?” he asks and lightly lays his hand on your knee. “Hmm?” Your legs part all on their own as he slowly slides his hand up your thigh.  He squeezes your thigh when his middle finger brushes the cotton finish line. ‘Member havin’ somethin’ juicy before.” He slides his ring and middle fingers under your panties. His lips form a small ‘o’ as he exhales upon feeling how wet you are.  Soaked.  “Hell yeah,” he murmurs.

You scoot to the edge of the stool, you can’t help yourself.  You keep glancing up at the door.  He slides his fingers along your cunt and teases your entrance, watching you squirm. He stands up to get closer and insert two fingers. He brings his mouth to your ear and whispers, “filthy, baby. bet ya'd take it right here”  He pulls back to watch your face and murmurs, “right on this stool, wrappin’ your legs around me. bet ya’d like that.” When he can see your breathing and eyelids both getting heavier, he slowly pulls his hand away with a smile and a quiet, self-satisfied laugh. 

He sits back down on his stool and orders four tequila shots.  One is for Jack, and there’s an extra one for you when Jack gets back.  Joel licks your hand and holds his dry hand out palm-up for margarita salt.  The bartender squints at him but obliges.  He sprinkles some of it on your hand and it sticks to his saliva.  Then, he taps his glistening fingers in the salt.  Your eyes go wide at the use of your slick for this purpose.  After taking the shot, he obscenely licks the salt and your juices off his fingers, sucks them clean, and winks at you.  The door opens and Jack comes back in.  

“Night, pumpkin,” Joel says as he gets up to leave. “Have a good time.”  On his way out, he gives Jack a friendly salute. 

Instead of driving, Jack orders an Uber for both of you together.  On the ride to your house, Jack is mostly quiet. His mom doesn’t think his dad is using.  Jack asks you if you do any drugs, and you tell him you smoke.  He doesn’t say anything judgmental but he nods pensively.  You tell him you’ve never bought anything from Joel and just know him from the neighborhood.  You try to comfort him about his dad and reassure him it’s probably nothing, and to trust his gut about how his dad looked.  He kisses you good night as the Uber pulls up to your house. It’s a long kiss, but melancholy on his end. You ask if he wants to come in, but he declines and leaves in the Uber.

The next day, Jack texts you that he doesn’t think he’s ready to be with someone who does any drugs at all, as much as he likes you. He thinks it would be easier to stop seeing each other now before it gets more serious. You’re hurt, but also a little relieved.  You won’t have to feel guilty about what happened with Joel at the restaurant. And at least you gave it a shot.

That evening, you take a walk but don’t run into Joel.  You decide to text him.  After typing and erasing multiple things, several of which invite him over or ask if you can come over, you simply send, “hey”. 

He doesn’t respond. You go to sleep pining for him, very turned on, but too sad and lazy to even bother with a toy. 

-

Joel is napping when you send the text, but he’s not surprised you do.  You can try to stay away all you want, but Joel knows it's always just a matter of time until you need his cock inside you.  That's where he belongs - inside you. 

When Joel wakes up, he showers and moseys over to your backyard instead of responding to your text.  Looks like you've gone to sleep early for once. All the better.  He lets himself into your basement and slinks into your room as easily as he did the first time. You remain fast asleep as he just barely lifts up the blanket and sheets for a moment.  He sees you're naked and his breath hitches. "Yeahhh," he says under his breath, then starts to undress.

He gets fully nude, then slides under the sheets and drapes his arm gently over you. His warm chest presses against your back, and his hardening cock lays against your ass.  You stir and softly moan in your sleep as he presses himself up against you. 

He cups your breast and bends his knees to nestle in behind you, your body entirely cradled by his. He can't help but rock his hips into you. "Mmm," you sigh, still asleep. He slides his hand down your torso and dips his finger between your legs just to check.  You're wet. 

"Fuck yeah," he whispers to himself. 

He holds his hand there for leverage and slowly humps against you.  He grinds against you rock hard and returns to groping your breast. He presses his lips against the nape of your neck.  Then you make the sweetest sound. 

"Joel," you sigh, making his cock swell harder against you.

"Shhhh," he whispers into your neck. "It’s okay, baby." You push your ass back into him. He's so hard, he's leaning precum and the head of his cock slides wetly against your warm skin.   "Shhhh," he repeats. “Go back to sleep.” 

You sigh and settle into his body as he grinds against you nice and slow. “Good girl.  Fuck ya real good in the mornin’." He slowly, carefully wedges his cock between your thighs for warmth and friction, and is met with all your wetness.  He slides his cock along your slippery seam and cups your crotch from the front.  He fucks your thighs until he can't contain himself anymore, and comes into his hand with the softest moan.  He cleans it off with a tissue from your nightstand and uses your hand sanitizer to haphazardly make his hand a little less sticky.

Then he settles in as close as possible again, his eyelids heavy from the orgasm. He cups your breast and falls asleep with his body cradling yours, his warm, softening dick pressed against your back. 

-

In the morning, his cock is rock-hard and nestled between your thighs again. When he wakes up, his hips are already moving, and you're pushing your ass back into him.  You interlace your fingers with his and place his hand on your breast. You moan softly as he wakes up and his movements become more deliberate.

"Fuck, baby," he whispers into the crown of your head. "Want it bad, don't ya?" His hips thrust gracefully and powerfully, sliding his stiff cock along your dripping cunt again.  You lift your top leg enough to wedge your hand between your thighs and your fingers meet the head of his cock. 

"Fuck me," you whisper. 

He continues to thrust into your thighs, grunting silently. 

 "Do it, Joel."  His breath hitches at the sound of his name.  

You tilt your hips just right and your fingertips gently nudge the firm, sensitive cock-head into your entrance. You press your ass back into him and your body practically sucks him in, sealing your tight, wet little hole around his tip.  

He moans, then replies, "yes ma'am." He wraps his arm over you for leverage and shoves his thick cock into you with a soft grunt. He moans as he feels your insides make way. He repeats the motion and you both sigh as he bottoms out. He stays there all the way inside you for a moment. 

"Feel so good, baby," he whispers as he pulls you back on his cock and rocks his hips, nudging a little further into you.  You're so tight around him. Your cunt is so needy for him. He slowly backs out most of the way and pauses.  You whine at the loss and your cunt grabs at him.  Then he rails into you again and you push your ass back to  meet his pelvis. “Ohhh,” he groans.  

"Fuck," you whisper. "Joel," you sigh and his cock twitches inside you at the sound of his name.  You push your ass back harder and he grabs your hip for leverage.

"That’s right, baby," he murmurs hoarsely.  He nibbles at your neck your nipples pucker

The firm tip of his cock nudges your g-spot and you moan, "Mmmmm." Your head tilts back and he lifts his head up from the pillow to kiss the side of your neck as he thrusts into you at a perfect beat and hungrily palms your breast. You fuck like this for a few minutes, and he can sense your climax building.   

"Fuck," you whisper, pushing your ass back harder, fucking yourself on his cock as he pounds you. "Close," you manage to spit out. You harshly swallow and it sounds like you almost choke on your own saliva. "Oh god, Joel," you say in a loud whisper.

He feels you twitching around him and sighs "Ohh, baby." His hips snap into you and his fingertips circle your clit. He buries his length to the hilt each time with a soft grunt. "That's it, baby. come on." 

You whine, "yeah," and he pounds into you."Just like that," you say.   

"All yours, baby," he pants. "Come on it."

You whimper, "fuck," and he pounds you harder. "So good," you whine and arch your back. 

"That's it baby."

You unravel with a moan and begin to clench around him. "Yeah," he breathes as he fucks you through it. "Ohhh, that's it, baby." His sweaty chest glides against your back.  He loves feeling your back against him.

You moan, "J-joel," as your cunt flutters and pulses tightly. 

He buries his mouth in your hair and slows down, then slams into you to the hilt with a grunt.  He knows he's there. He nudges further and groans as he erupts inside you, muffling himself with his mouth against your head as huge pulses fill you up with his warm load. 

He inhales your hair and kisses you on the head as you both recover.

It's still dark out.  Your bodies are sticky with each other's sweat. 

"Mornin', beautiful" he says, voice hoarse and low, cock still inside you.  "Miss it?" He asks with one last subtle thrust that makes you shudder.

"Mmm," you answer faintly and fucked out.   He holds you and you fall back asleep with him inside you.  Its where he belongs.

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[dis-4str0]

parkour civilization headcanons (YAYAYY)

i have been thinking a lot about the movies recently so here are my dumb silly headcanons because they make me very excited and wanna jump about :PP

inspo from: @finlin000 @harvocel

spoilers? small general tw

evbo and other parkour noobs were extremely malnourished, they were starving essentially, especially since they ate raw meat all the time

because of it being raw meat I think many if you didn’t die or get sent to prisons for reasons you would probably die or get sick often from consuming raw meat, especially if they didn’t change it out often. you could probably imagine the amounts of parasites people consumed because of it

the moment evbo was no longer a parkor noob he refused to eat chicken. even when it is cooked. just the smell or possible mention of it probably making him gag and get flashbacks of having to force down the slimy substance without throwing up (which he did a few times) over and over. Same goes for raw beef but a little less since he managed to tolerate it later.

less angst, more about technicals (idk) >:| !

leather boots for noobs are horrible. after a few years (if one survives long enough) they probably start to rot and fall apart. those things stick like hell since noobs don’t have resources to take care of them. They only benefit being they might grip the ground better.

noob class is the poor class in a kindom, they live in poverty and fear and are only really there to be test subjects (as seen in the prisons) or just a population ig. They are kinda like toys for high class

parkour pro’s have way better boots. They are more sturdy, easier to keep clean and done but nothing too fancy, they are built for work. boots aren’t customizable. more foot at our though

parkour pro’s are the work class of parkour civilization, along with that they are also probably some of the more parkour training focused of the levels (masters as well but probably starting off of knowledged learned as a pro)

the lost civilization (chain or the advanced) is centered around knowledge, mostly around parkour but they are the only level with books/library’s (I think), this also led to the level finding out about parkour racing

parkour advanced boots are like iron except a little more practical. Leg armor and padding armor for the longer jumps on the level too. Especially since they had different areas with different types of parkour

if there was a parkour religion it would mostly be centered on the advanced level

parkour masters are the level of wealth and riches, yes they still have some form of jobs but they run the economy

when you become a parkour master you get the standard gold boots but you are able to customize them to your liking. They can be tailored towards the specific user (example seawatt’s boot are more sandal like.) the boots now have knee padding too and are made to withstand harder and higher jumps

masters like to show off their boots and skills, a lot.

parkour champions have there boots custom made with great care and detail (maybe by a parkour pro or above). Only mad with the best material. stretch up the leg to around the knees. mostly likely always enchanted (hence the regeneration and lack of hunger)

it is an honor to be the one who gets to make the boots though

the parkour champion is treated like the royalty of society and the higher the level you have, the influence you have too.

thats about most of them but I might edit later with more cause I am tired and wanna sleep. Yay 🎉:))

[teneleven12xiii]

Loscar AU where the night before his formula One debut Logan wakes up from a nightmare, it’s alright though, his boyfriend’s there to help him through it.

‘Logan Sargeant graduate to F1 with Williams racing for the 2023 season’

‘Alex Albon to race in Sargeant’s car after Crash’

‘Logan sargeant dropped for Remaining Races’

‘James Vowles; Williams team principal on Sargeant: “He’s reached the limit of what he’s able to achieve in F1”’

‘You’re not going to Monza, Logan, it’s for the best’

‘Not good enough’

‘Bad driver’

‘Failure’

‘Worst driver on the grid’

Logan startle awake, his body drenched with sweat in the cold February night, the distorted voices from his dreams echoing the same words in his head slowly fade out. He looks around the room dazed and confused, it’s still dark outside saved for the moon shining through the curtains of the hotel room. Oscar is dead asleep next to him, his hand laid over Logan’s hips– his fingertips sticking out of the black Mercedes sweater he stole from Logan’s luggage before they went to bed a few hours ago. The sound of the AC humming quietly in the room silencing the sound of Logan’s panicked panting and accelerating heart rate, he takes a few minutes to regulate his breathing and calm down. Oscar stirs next to him, his fist tighten around Logan’s t-shirt and his brown eyes eventually blinks open.

“Logan, What’s wrong?” Logan shakes his head, wiping the sweat off of his forehead,

“Um, I had a really weird dream, or a nightmare I guess,” Oscar sits up, looking half asleep and half worried,

“About what?” Logan chuckles, because now that he has calmed down a bit, the dream was quite ridiculous and improbable.

“It was kinda weird, and a bit long, you sure you wanna hear it?” Oscar smiles at him, nodding, so Logan begins, “it started after the championship in F3, remember I did the testing with Mercedes that year?”

“Uh huh,”

“Also remembered how I said that James Vowels, back when he was still working at Mercedes, how he didn’t want to sign me but Toto signed me anyways? Well in my dreams Vowels was the one who made the decision and I had no funding so I drove for Charouz in f3 while you went to F2,” Oscar nods along, “I won the very last race of the season in that Charouz, I know a miracle,” he laughs when Oscar gave him a look, “I got signed with the Williams Junior Driver program and they paid for my F2 year with Carlin. I got to debut in 2023 with you and Nyck, it was a bad Oscar.”

“Why, what happened? I thought us making our debut together would be good, it’s what we talked about our whole life,” Oscar looks up at him curiously and Logan reaches his hand over and buries it in his soft curls.

“Well, it started off great, then you got better and I got worse, I constantly got 20th for most of the races, I was crashing more than I should. I got one point my whole year and people started to compared us, you were on podium after podium, you were doing great and I was drowning,”

“Oh, Logan, was that your only season?” Oscar asks, concerned whelmed in his eyes and Logan could feel it even in the dark. Logan smiles softly, at times like these he really appreciates Oscar being by his side.

“No. No, they re-signed me for the 2024 season, but the whole season they refused to give the upgrades I needed, it was one shit talk to the media after another. Vowels was courting Carlos Saniz to the media exactly like he did last season, I was forced to sit out when Alex crashed his car in practice. And finally, I got dropped right after Zandvoort,” Oscar throws himself on to Logan, tightening his arms around his waist as they both sink down on to the mattress,

“That’s fucking horrible,” Oscar’s voice muffled by the fact that he has his whole face pressed into Logan’s chest, “But hey, it’s just a dream right?”

“I guess, it just felt so real. It was like I lived through 4 years in just a few hours,” he sighs, draping an arm around Oscar’s shoulders, “I don’t know, I’m just a bit shaken up from real it felt, maybe,”

“Let me help remind you it was just a dream then, because we were teammates in F2, do you remember that?” Logan nods, “and you were never in the Williams Junior program either,”

“Yeah, I never was, was I,” an epiphany washes through him, he feels himself relax in Oscar’s arms,

“Let's go back to sleep,” Oscar reaches over to grab one of the phones off the nightstand, the bright screen flashes at them and Logan has to squint from the brightness. A photo of them at the 2022 FIA prize giving ceremony, with Logan holding his F2 championship trophy and Oscar grinning at him. Their free arms slung across each other's shoulder, Oscar has a similar photo as his lock screen from his own championship win in 2021. The time at the top of the screen shows that it’s only 3am, and Logan stares at the date, 29 February 2024– the season hasn’t begun, Logan hasn't been fired. He’s safe, he’s Okay, it was all just a dream. “Are you excited to make your debut tomorrow, rookie?”

“More than ready,”

[spearxwind]

Hi this is where I talk a bunch about ocs :D

I dont have a lot of time lately to talk abt lore but i still think abt my guys whenever i have some chill time to myself, so here's some patch notes. This is also just me thinking out loud haha

CD:

ive been playing w some changes for CD and seeing if they stick :] gonna make the story slightly more complex and the sides of the conflict also different (for example I am going to make hades and talas full on enemies at first along with connon, caval and silas >:3 (and I am also making silas and his monster form two separate characters so the lion (hal) is now a mount instead))

Specifically what I've been thinking about is making Hades either a ship captain or a first mate for a rogue ship. The deal with Hades is that he comes from a renowned family from Redbridge and is a disgrace to them. In previous versions of CD they were artisans but that never rly clicked for me, and recently I have been reworking Redbridge into a naval empire to add some 🤏spice 🤏to the world, which would mean Hades' family is actually a naval captain family putting him next in line to be one of them but since his thing is being a disgrace he takes off and becomes a rogue. And instead of hating leviathans he fucking hates hunters instead. Conversely, I think with these changes Talas would also NOT be inclined to kill hunters (or at least not as often as he currently does). He'd pick fights with the naval fleet and other similar factions instead which is more like his character.

I also wanna try and bring back an older concept I had where connon's ship was able to both become fully submerged (like the subs in sunless sea where her character originated from) and this other idea I had where a ship could split in half into two smaller ships. Like if a catamaran could split into two and flank a vessel on both sides. But we'll see if I can make this work x)

Dragons (broken horizon + extinction):

I vaguely mentioned this a while ago as well but I've also been thinking abt my dragons and how I kinda want them to all be in one world/setting, which includes both my broken horizon guys (cer, jarek, octane, etc) and my extinction guys (alex, c, orion, etc) but I dont know how to deal with all of the conflicting lore and themes.

Because for extinction the big theme is there are people who can turn into dragons, and technically all of the dragons' powers are based on energy (for lore reasons). Meanwhile for my other dragons I have a few different elements or other ways of using fire (eg instead of using straight up fire/energy, my oc Jarek can breathe out gas only and ignites it with his mandibles).

I miss all my dragons a lot so I kinda wanted to make a world for them where I could have them Vibe and do different stories in so I thought about having a dragon-only universe but unfortunately Extinction has a pretty huge human element that I cant just eliminate.

It feels counterintuitive, i know the first logical choice is 'just let them be different things' but I genuinely feel like the right choice is to put them both together so the characters can interact and the whole story can be deeper because as it is both are really shallow and I would really like for them to work together so that's what I've been picking at for some months now (it's um. been real slow)

For these two stories I do have two different vibes though that I've been wondering how to weave together nicely bc they overlap for some characters. For broken horizon I had flying and aerial racing as a big theme (and some of the chars in extinction would be rly into that) and for extinction I had dragon arena fights as a big theme (and some of the characters in bh would be rly into that) both of these is another of the reasons why I wanted to put them both together bc it feels like they can fit very well I just have to find the right idea for them to click and then itll be smooth sailing -w-

I also wanted to talk abt this in hopes that talking abt all the dragons gets me to think more about them as well

I wanted to make this post bc I've been really busy lately and rly absent from here in general and I don't have as much time to draw (or even think abt ocs) anymore but I still wanted to keep posted about what's been going on in my head and hopefully get some eyes on it and maybe even some feedback if anyone is so inclined

If u read this whole thing thank u i owe you my life fr I hope u enjoyed reading abt my patch notes :D and hopefully sometime in the future I can get back to drawing concepts and stuff or maybe even writing stuff

[neighboringheart]

I'M IN HARDCORE SUPPORT FOR THE PREDATOR/PREY DYNAMIC YOU POSTED ABOUT !!

I'm an absolute simp for Bumblebee so any ship with him as the prey is perfect in my eyes.

The 3 ships that comes to mind immediately are BlitzBee, StarBee and MegaBee.

The Megabee scenario about a concerned Megatron worrying that Bee is distrustful of him while in reality the autobot is having the most insane thoughts were really funny lol.

So I'm curious in how you would go about the other two ships, if in all cases Bee is already into the idea and find it hot or if it's a life or death scenario as he is being hunted down by various deceptions ?

I'm rambling here, but all Im saying is that I need to hear more from you about this specific Predator/Prey dynamic bc I CRAVE MORE.

(also maybe a crossover with Bee ending up in the shattered glass universe to throw in some twisted autobots into the mix too 🫡)

ough ough ough okay I am home from work and have a keyboard to properly go buckwild with and yeah there's not gonna be much punctuation happening sorry but I'm feral and I am politely grabbing you by the collar to keep you here

adding a read more bc this got a lot longer than I thought it would but I hope you enjoy my brainworms

okay so for BlitzBee it would absolutely be something that Blitzwing brought up first and you might think "oh was it Random joking about it or something?" no it was Icy looking Bee right in the eyes and just going "I want to hunt you for sport. would that interest you?" and at first Bee did not get it at all and was unsettled but he ends up getting curious which is how the first occurrence of them disappearing into the woods for a week happened

Bee would end up finding out that oh it actually is kinda hot to have all that adrenaline going kinda like right after a really tough race except the bit of fear tingling up his spine makes it interesting and then being caught and having Blitzwing roughly fuck into him with barely any prep at all hurt but still felt so so good and after waking up the next morning and thinking for a bit yeah he got it he got exactly why Blitzwing was interested in that and it ends up becoming a regular thing for the two of them where they just disappear and then show back up again like a week later Bee looking like he went through a wood chipper and his abdomen a bit bloated from all the transfluid he's been stuffed with the last week but his field brimming so brightly with a fuzzy happiness that no one wants to bring up that he needs to stop whatever he's been doing

aside from Ratchet that is lol he makes it very clear how much he dislikes having to do a full systems check on him but also does NOT want to know who he's been fucking bc he knows it would have to be a decepticon and he doesn't wanna know a damn thing about it

as for StarBee tbh I really couldn't see either of them being interested in it or bringing it up aside from like...rid15 StarBee bc rid15 Starscream is feral in a very specific way and yeah I could see him wanting to hunt Bumblebee down and then claim him once he's victorious

idk how Bee would feel about it tho I feel like he'd try it just the one time bc Starscream keeps suggesting they try something more adventurous and Bee would much rather one of them gets tied up instead of being forced to go galivanting through the woods at the behest of his—frankly deranged—boyfriend but he goes with it just to try it once and afterwards they'd discuss it and Bee didn't hate it but again he'd rather that Starscream just tie him up next time which Starscream would be happy to do so they just stick to berth activities that involve less of bee ending up facedown in the dirt...took a while to get everything out of his seams lol

and then idw StarBee it would never happen bc Starscream would be too busy trying to convince Bee to put him on a leash (which Bee is so tired of this conversation he doesn't wanna do petplay) to think about predator/prey shit lmao

and then MegaBee...oh MegaBee my beloved...this could work for so many continuities in my head but yeah earthspark would be the funniest but the extra size difference in tfa is also very sexy I would imagine in either scenario the seed would be planted in Bee's mind after either getting chased by Megatron for real at some point or in a dream and then the image just sticks there for a while

in earthspark it would be easier ofc since they're allies so eventually Bee would get the courage to bring it up to Megatron who would just be bewildered beyond all belief like "you want me to what??? why would you want that?? I've hurt you before!" and it would take a lot of convincing on Bee's part to get Megatron to agree especially bc he'd be like "but aren't you and Breakdown an item? I could have sworn he mentioned it last we spoke" and Bee would just be like "yeah we are but like you know how some humans have an agreement with their significant other about like having one other person that their partner would give them a pass about fragging? mine was you...and his was Knockout but I won't give you the details...he's got some interesting kinks that I don't have the literal claws for"

anyways Megatron would eventually relent in that scenario and agree to it bc he does find the idea of fucking Bee to be much more appealing than he'd expected and he wants to try something new but as soon as he's actually caught Bee and starts to manhandle him a bit Bee would start struggling and begging him to let him go or something and Megatron would definitely end up using their safeword he just wouldn't be able to do it

they'd have to sit down somewhere Megatron shaking a bit bc even tho he knew it was just a scene and that Bee was just playing the part the thought of him returning to how he once was terrifies him and they'd end up having a long conversation that ends with the decision that if they were to try something like that again they'd change it to be more lighthearted bc Megatron did enjoy the chase and doesn't mind getting a bit rough with his partners but even Bee pretending that he's scared and trying to get away is too much but yeah they'd figure it out and have a lot of steamy fun

tfa MegaBee would be wayyyy different tho Megatron would be so into it and Bee would be so in over his head but he'd be wobbling back to the autobot base later looking like he'd been in a ten car pile up but feeling more blissed out than he'd ever been lmao he'd think about it on and on for weeks hoping to get to do it again

as for if he ended up in shattered glass? oh primus help any poor Bumblebee who ends up in that situation and lets hope any of them would already be a little bit of a freak otherwise that would not be a fun trip for him lol

oh boy I ended up rambling a lot more than I thought I would lmao but I hope you're seeing my vision here there are so many Bumblebees and so many of them deserve to get chased through the woods and then bent over and getting their cute little valves stuffed until the only thing they can ever think about is getting to experience that thrill again

ough even just the thought of earthspark Bumblebee with his doorwings twitching and thick transfluid dribbling from his gaping valve after Megatron pulls out makes me feel so so insane I need to do unthinkable things to him

so yeah the individual scenarios would vary a lot but I feel like in most instances it wouldn't be Bumblebee who thinks of it unless there was some kind of inciting incident whether irl or some kind of strange dream but most people who get together with him end up wanting to hunt him for sport bc he's just so cute and even tho he's certainly not helpless he can play that act very well and look real cute while doing it and he's usually enough of a freak that he'd want to try it

...now that I think about it...tfa ProwlBee would also be interesting as I'm sure Prowl would love to finally shut that brat up and chasing him down to stuff him with a spike sure is one way to do it but I've prattled on long enough this post is getting wayyy too long lmao I am nothing if not a passionate man 😂

[pickypickypeak]

It's kinda sad that Disney's films with a black leads get the short of the stick

Tiana is well loved but she was a frog for most of the movie and that people care more about the tropes in her movie over the issues that were present

Ethan Clade is a decent character and Disney (the animation studio, not the whole company) proper first gay character who is one of the main character from not a minor character but no one didn't watch his movie because they were too busy complaining about the lack of original films, oh the irony

And finally Asha, who is deliberately meant to be an homage to the classic heroines without needing to a princess with a love interest, but is lauded as the real villain because of the wonky premise that idiots immediately use to describe her and her movie bad and only care about her if she's paired with an imaginary Jack Piss-in-the-Snow boyfriend they made up based on a concept art that never said anything about her being in a romance with

Mmm… I wouldn’t say tiana gets “the short of the stick” yes there are alt right idiots using her as a scapegoat to “prove” we white people are oppressed (“they should do white tiana next!!🤡”) which sucks but overall like you said I think she’s well loved and put among the best disney princesses by the ACTUAL disney fandom (because she is. Sorry not sorry) also she’s getting a tv show which is possibly becoming a sequel?? I mean there most definitely are movies that did WAY worse than princess and the frog lol (home on the range? Chicken little?)

Yeah, strange world was a very unfortunate movie coming out in a very unfortunate time. Kinda same with wish. It’s not really about skin color in their cases imo though.

I don’t wanna dive too deep into this “race” matter because I’m not black so I don’t really know what these characters and their reception mean to the black community in terms of rep, but hey – literally no offense anon I know you’re coming from a good place – while I like addressing these issues let’s also talk about the positive aspects! Being negative about people being negative is what keeps the negativity going lol, let’s show them reasons why these characters are awesome instead!

Tiana and ethan were both groundbreaking characters for different reasons, tiana was the first afro-american princess which was HUGE at the time and ethan was disney’s first gay character who is actually gay on screen??? I’m kinda relieved we skipped all the hate for that lol, youtubers would have been insufferable about it if it became a hit. But I’m happy some kids will have this movie to look up at as they grow older, I’m sure it’ll mean the world to them to see it so normalized in s disney movie.

And finally asha being a blending of classic and modern disney heroines brought a smile on the face of people who actually watched her movie without prior biases. Wish was just not for everyone. It’s cool.

(Also you wanna know about a disney leading black lady who doesn’t get enough credit????? BRANDY’S CINDERELLA!!!!! I ONLY WATCHED IT RECENTLY I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT MOVIE IS NOT A DISNEY MAINSTREAM!!!! IT’S SO GOOD!!!!!!)

[melusinelyney]

(Spoilers and this is mostly for fun)

Ok so random theory during Robin's intro we see traveler

So it could just be a random input from the Hoyocreators for the jokes but I decided to start my theory career and delved deeper so something that is likely to make sense in this is it takes place either before or after the events of Genshin seeing as the world isn't at that level to have technology so you put two and two together.Anyway I first wanna focus on the fact Teyvat doesn't have a stellaron but maybe it didn't even have one in the first place but if it did then I remembered that during a conversation with the Ludex Neuvillette (that I can't find for shit) He mentions that the dragons existed before the heavenly principles appeared and so on so we can speculate that they would have likely destroyed the hypothetical stellaron and said said hypothetical stellaron could have destroyed all other life on old Teyvat.Now pinning my focus on the heavenly principles they could be Aeons? Because like who tf can create half the things in this god damn world including but not limited to Humans,the sky,wildlife, Actual gods etc. and they have the power to take other people's powers away,not sure if it's permanent but Traveller does have the option to say their powers were slowly coming back after fight Childe so maybe not,That seems like Aeon material to me and also like Aeons The heavenly principles kinda just do their things then dip for 500+ years for a nap I may need more evidence on that theory so for now we'll stick that on the wall too.Aether and Lumine are most likely not Aeons though (as they easily got their asses handed to them by the unknown god) in their description

They mention that they are each others only kin meaning they are the last of their kind left so there's a few options with this one they're whole race got wiped out and they were the only two left or they are actually the only ones in all of existence so there is still the possibility of them being twin Aeons but I highly doubt it plus in space terms(stellar space species terms???) we can assume the twins are quite young so that could be another reason they lost a 2-1 you know the varying levels of experience but eh I feel like this is aso important but I'm not sure why

The keeper I'm sure who that is yet but the creator is most likely the heavenly principles and the last two lines might relate to the Khaenri'ah incident but I'm sure I just think this relates but we'll know due time.Back on topic the more I think about it the more I think the twins might be Aeons specifically this line

That could mean they're immortal and idk about you guys but I'm pretty sure no average space species just gets gifted immortality(at birth Khaenri'ahins don't count)unless they do, it's still an interesting point none the less.

Tbh I'm at the end of my ramble because I forgot half of the points I was gonna make so uh see you next time ig???

(This is the most incoherent thing ever and I'm so sorry about that)

[raichubork]

I finished reading the HNK manga and watching the anime a while ago but I still have the notes on many chapters without much context, so...I thought that some people may wanna read 'em? This will contain spoilers for the entire series.

I think that the main message is : Be careful what you wish for and be grateful for what you have.

Something I'm upset with is the Fu...A...N? bit getting lost in translation. Yk, when Phos strangles the tsukijin, accidentally blocking their airways? And then Phos is in the library, thinking about what the tsukijin said and Ghost scares them? "fuan" means "anxiety/uneasiness/apprehension" etc. and I think that moment has a unique feel to it that also helps cement Ghost's character.

CH39

Phos' gold expands in their head and explodes because of the trauma caused by the Antarc incident.

Cairngorm understands Phos' situation with the gold arms because they themselves have lived beneath Ghost Quartz's skin. Phos' gold, just like how Cairngorm has lived, has a mind of their own.

And it's likely the arms that acted up and called Cairngorm "Antarc".

When beneath Ghost's surface, Cairngorm did something as reckless as trying to get caught by the tsukijin because of Lapis being taken away, similarly to what Phos did because of Antarc

CH42

THE TSUKIJIN LEARNED TO CHUCK BITS AND PIECES OF GEMS AS WEAPONS BECAUSE OF THE TIME WHEN SENSEI DID

CH43

THE FORESHADOWING

F U M I N G .

CH45

Whenever the alloy kept expanding and contracting, Phos would crack and chip away because their memories were affected by the trauma.

CH46

Guess who's gonna go to the moon...(it is Phosphophyllite)

CH47

Lapis looks kinda evil

CH58

Phos is going to feed every gem the information said gem wants/needs little by little. They are going to maintain the original personality in order to attract no suspicion.

CH59

You're gonna hate that love because you don't understand it??

CH67

Is the prince offering false freedom?

Also, having your old self eat away at you, making you unable to progress is a beautiful message.

Cairngorm would've been more hostile towards Phos if it weren't for Ghost's influence. Cairngorm was like that in the beginning because they had more control over themselves, likely due to the strong emotions caused by Ghost being taken away.

CH71

Cinnabar decomposes into Hg and S at a minimum of 235°C. That means that either the Earth's atmospheric temperature is as high as that, or Cinnabar's internal body temperature is. And that's how they create that "poison" floating around them, which is definitely mercury. Or maybe they can make it float, like Phos can control the alloy that makes up their arms?

Phos may be more fortunate than Cinnabar, yet the latter appreciates themselves enough to not be eternally greedy and obsessed with changing themselves.

+Cairngorm new fit kinda looks like a chess piece maybe

CH72

Teetering at the edge between two extremes, Phos can't fit in anywhere.

CH75

The way that they're forcing gender norms on a genderless gem makes me feel uncomfortable on a deep level.

CH76

People go along with Phos out of convenience and because their ideas slightly align, not because they care about the gem. However, the gems on Earth care about both Euc and Kongō, hence why they happily stick around

CH78

I don't think anyone who's on the moon reeally misses Phos...

CH79

NIGHTMARE FUEL.

Phos lost "Phos", so of course "Phos" was not memorable to the other gems after a long time has passed. Also, what a Frankenstein. Get boxed.

Phos must tired because of the lack of sunlight.

So now they want Kongō's light? After rejecting it??

CH80

The Lustrous may be pure and kind in all they do and are, just like the prince is saying. Going by that logic, Phos has always had good intentions but has been a mess since from start to finish.

CH99

Phos resembles a sea angel to me...which is kinda interesting, since they both hail from the sea. Phos also looks like a combination between the 3 races that derived from humans and none of them at the same time.

Some extra things I want to add:

After CH99 I kinda just started binge-reading everything that was left and I was too impressed by everything that was happening to actually have any thoughts about it. I just felt at peace reading it, somehow.

Anyway, a nice touch that the ending had was Phos disintegrating, essentially "peeling" every layer off and returning to their original state...I got very emotional.

Also, I hate Aechmea with a burning passion. At first I thought they were this evil guy but in the end they were relatively harmless but GROSS AF. I had to force myself to get through all the chapters when they were interacting with Cairngorm because I FELT UNCOMFORTABLE ON SO MANY LEVELS.

Regardless, thank you for reading if you did 🫶

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to me probably the most insulting part of Carrie as a character is the way she has the same voice actress as Bridgette so like why not just bring back Bridgette?😭 why make up a new character with the most lackluster gimmick ever instead of fleshing out a character that consistently got the short end of the stick. may be a hot take but id probably prefer Bridgette in the place of Geoff because he got further in island and had an actual arc in action unlike her. Sure she was in world tour as well but she got snubbed the hell out of there too. I just want to see a Bridgette independence arc and carrie kinda shoves in your face that we didnt get one LOL

yeaaa that wouldve been interesting! i was thinking if carrie was still lackluster, at least just get her and devin out of the season a lot sooner. why keep them so long 😭

but if someone else like bridgette was there, then it wouldve been a lot better use of that time! if they wrote geoff a lot better than they had for a while there, then surely they wouldve done a great job w bridgette

also bridgette being in the race instead of geoff kffbdkdn im sure she wouldve brought her own friend but my first thought was that its still brody. and she likes him fine enough! but geoff RLY wanted them to bond even more and brody sometimes gets a little too silly for her but she doesnt wanna be mean to her bfs bf(f) yknow!!! automatically a better team idea than carrie and devin. this team name could still be "the best friends" bc theyre geoffs best friends !!!!!! wah

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Dec. 17th: Ice Skating

Day 17: Shared Hobbies/Conversations at 3 am

Day seventeen of @comp-lady’s Domestic December writing challenge has arrived!

Warnings: Swearing (This is an 18+ blog, minors dni)  Word Counts: 0.7k+ Words Pairings: Steve Harrington x Reader

“Hey, Y/n,” Dustin called from Steve’s kitchen. “Do you wanna play D&D with us next week?”

“I think I’d be free,” I called back.

Steve recoiled as he jumped off the couch. “Since when did you play Dungeons and Dragons?”

“She’s been playing with us since before you, Steve,” Dustin said as he came back into the living room. Steve looked between the two of you, confusion still plastered across his face. 

“I’m sure you have hobbies that she doesn’t know about too,” Dustin said as he rolled his eyes. 

“Well, I like to sing sometimes,” Steve whispered, looking at the ground.

“I’m not sure what’s happening right now,” I said, looking between the two boys who were having a weird nonverbal argument. “Stevie, baby, I know you like to sing. I hear you in the shower every night, it’s beautiful. I enjoy playing D&D sometimes. Why are you both being defensive?”

“The kids made a comment about us earlier this week,” Steve said, looking up to make eye contact. 

“That’s not quite what happened,” Dustin said, crossing his arms as he prepared to start going in on Steve. “We asked him what you two like to do together and he said that you guys couldn’t be bothered with any of the ‘kid’ hobbies.”

“What are ‘kid’ hobbies, Stevie?”

“I just meant-“

“I know what you meant, Steve,” Dustin said, rolling his eyes again. “But it was rude, and it hurt my feelings. I’m not a child and you don’t have to enjoy doing everything I do but you don’t get to make me feel bad about them.”

“Steven,” I said as I stood up and wrapped my arms around Dustin’s shoulders. 

“Look Henderson, I’m sorry,” Steve said, sitting back down on the couch. “I was insecure. Shit excuse but that’s what it was.  You guys have these hobbies that you love and can do as a group. I don’t have anything like that and of course, instead of asking to join I just lashed out...”

“We’ll work on it,” I said, letting go of Dustin and moving towards the couch to sit next to Steve. 

“The only thing I’m good at is ice skating and what kind of group activity is that?”

“I love ice skating!” You and Dustin said in unison making all three of you laugh. 

“How about we go together? We can invite the rest of the party too. It’ll be fun to have people of all kinds of experience levels,” Dustin said, walking to the couch to sit on the other side of Steve.

“If we have enough people, we can even play a quick game of hockey,” I whispered, nudging Steve to get his attention before winking at him. 

“You’re on,” He whispered back, placing a quick kiss on your cheek.

Three days later, the entire party was filing out of cars at the outdoor ice rink. Eddie groaned the entire way about how dangerous this was going to be, trailing behind the group. “Eds, I know you’re kinda nervous, but I can help you out,” Steve reassured quietly so nobody but Eddie could hear him. 

“You’re not going to make a punchline?” Eddie asked.

“Cross my heart, no punchlines.”

Twenty minutes later, everyone had their skates laced up and were walking towards the open ice. Excited to be the first to skate on the freshly Zabonied ice, I raced ahead of everyone. Steve also had the same idea. He raced up beside me, grabbed my hand, and together we skated a lap around the ice careful to avoid the timid newbies as they entered.

After a few minutes of free skating, I raced over to the hockey sticks and pucks lined up along the side of the rink. Steve, noticing my actions, came over to grab his own. On a mission to demonstrate his stick-handling skills, Steve skated down the length of the rink, shooting a slapshot into the net. “Now that I know my man is a hockey pro, we’re going to have to make a point to skate more often,” I shouted across the rink.

His laugh echoed through the room, even over the sounds of skates and swearing. “Wanna see who has better stick-handling skills?” I challenged, raising my eyebrows. 

“I’d say you,” Steve said before winking.

“You’re impossible,” I said, laughing as I skated away. I looked around the rink and I couldn’t help but smile. While Steve and I were having a fun little moment, everyone else was stuck holding on to the railing at the entrance. 

“Okay, guys,” I began, skating towards the group. “Let’s learn to skate!”

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2. i wanna be so much more

A/N: Hey, guys!! Sorry this took so long!!! My focus has still been kinda shitty, plus I’ve gotten really busy and I shall continue to be a bit busy for the next week or two, but I’m still gonna try my best to get chapters out for you guys!! I’m working on this story, plus my other Trilance au annnddddd I may or may not start up another au that’s only focusing on Melizabeth, but I’m not sure if that’ll be sometime soon or not, it all just depends. Either way, I hope you guys like this chapter!! Ngl, I’m unsure about the first part of this chapter. It was written over a few days and it’s kinda foggy for me, I gotta read through it again, but I have no idea how good the quality of it is, so I hope it’s not too bad!! Happy reading!!

Pairing(s): Meliodas x Elizabeth, one-sided Tristan x Lancelot (you’ll see what I mean)

Summary: Prince Meliodas celebrates his birthday and two new visitors from the Fairy King’s Forest come to Liones. Lancelot meets people apart of his parents’ history and lays eyes on someone who makes his heart race in a way he’s never experienced before.

Tag(s): Mainly just fluff!! Also some of that ✨gay panic✨ and sexuality crisis starting up, lmaooo

Song Inspiration: Juliet By Cavetown

Word Count: 6,037

Not beta’d, all mistakes are my own.

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"Melly, slow down! You better not let father see you running like that!" Margaret scolds from behind him.

Meliodas laughs, unconcerned, as he skids his feet and slides across the floor until he stops right in front of the dining hall doors. "It's fine, Maggie. You worry too much." He tells her.

"It's improper behavior for a prince, especially of your age." She informs him as if she hadn't already said almost the same exact thing to him millions of times in the past.

The blonde-haired man rolls his eyes. "I feel like I'm allowed to be a little improper on my own birthday." He points out, pushing open the large, ornate doors in front of them, stepping aside to let Margaret through.

The lilac-haired woman softens, smiling fondly at him. "I suppose you're right." She cups his cheeks for a moment. "Happy birthday, little brother."

Meliodas' face twists and he brushes her hands off. "Hey, quit it with that." He turns and walks into the room. He tries to act irritated by it, but the smile that lights up his face in response makes it difficult and he knows that his sister will see right through him, anyways. "Thank you, sister." He tells her before picking up the pace and jogging over to his spot at the table, right by his father and across from where Margaret will be sitting once she reaches the table.

"Meliodas! Happy birthday, son!" His father exclaims, reaching out to give the younger man a hard pat on the back.

Meliodas jolts forward and winces, the downside of being the smallest person in the family, but he shakes it off immediately and gives his father a grin. "Thank you, father." He says.

Margaret sits down right as their food is brought in and Meliodas' favorite breakfast is placed right in front of him. "Any plans for the day before your party starts tonight?" His sister asks him curiously.

"Any new friends you'll be inviting to your party?" His father asks him, trying not to sound too hopeful.

Meliodas answers his sister's question first. "Not really much, but there is this new tavern in the kingdom, right outside of town. I stopped by there for a moment last night just to say hi and it seems like a nice place-"

"Last night? When last night?"

Meliodas cringes, realizing his slipup. "Well, see, Grandmaster Hendrickson seemed a bit distracted, so I just wanted to give him the rest of the night off-"

"Brother!" Margaret says in a gasp.

"Meliodas." His father says in a disapproving tone, before sighing. "It's your birthday, so I'll let this slide for now. But next time you have sword training with one of our Grandmasters, I expect you to actually stick to it. Both Grandmaster Dreyfus and Grandmaster Hendrickson are very busy men who have dedicated their time to keeping our kingdom safe and protected and I would appreciate it if you showed them both the respect they've earned." The king lectures his son.

The blonde nods, giving the older man an apologetic look. "You're right, father, I apologize. I'll stay on task next time and stay through the whole training session." He assures.

"You better." And then the man smiles again. "Now. What about this new tavern?"

"Right!" Meliodas lights up again. "The tavern itself seems really nice and I met the owner as well." Elizabeth. "And I was wondering. Tonight, for the party, maybe we could invite the workers there to come serve some of their ale? We could pay them afterwards instead of the people attending paying for it themselves. It would be a good way for them to promote their business and it would certainly keep the people happy. I can talk to the owner today when I head over there." He tells them.

"Hmm. Well, it's certainly not a bad idea. Especially since I've heard that the representative that the Fairy King is sending is a very big fan of ale. Do you think they'd say yes?" His father asks.

"I'm sure she'd at least consider it." He tells them.

As he starts eating, he hears nothing but silence from the other two people with him and he looks back up, brows furrowed. Both his sister and his father are looking at him with surprise. "What?" He asks.

"She? This tavern is owned by a woman?" Margaret asks, a hint of teasing in her town.

"Well, yes, but-"

"Anything we should know about you and this tavern owner, Meliodas?" His father asks him, that hopefulness slowly coming back.

Meliodas flushes. "It's not like that, we just met last night and I thought she was really nice." And absolutely gorgeous, but that's besides the point. "I don't have any new friends, father, but if that changes, I will let you know as soon as I do. You know that." Meliodas assures.

The king sighs. "Yes, I know." He chews a bite of his food and swallows before continuing. "I'm sorry for my eagerness, Meliodas, but I'm really not getting any younger, you know." He points out. "But I'd rather wait a little longer rather than force you to marry someone you have no feelings for."

Meliodas nods. "I know, father. And trust me, you have no idea how much I appreciate you allowing me to find my own wife. But also, it wouldn't be taking so long like this if certain someones hadn't decided to just dump the responsibility of the entire kingdom on me." Meliodas says pointedly, narrowing his eyes at his sister. He tries not to feel too bitter about it, but Meliodas really feels that it's a bit unfair. He loves Margaret and Gilthunder dearly and becoming king won't be the worst thing in the world. He just wishes he'd at least had a say in the matter.

Margaret gives him an apologetic look. "Look, I know it isn't an ideal situation, Melly, but Gil and I really feel that the titles of King and Queen don't suit us, it's not how we want to spend the rest of our lives together." She explains.

Meliodas shrugs, giving her a bright grin. "No worries, sis, I'll be fine. As long as you and Gil are happy, then I have no problems being King." He tells her reassuringly. Despite his other feelings about it, he tells the truth. His sister and his best friend deserve happiness and he likes that he can help them get it.

"And you have nothing to worry about, either." His father speaks up. "You, my son, are going to be an incredible king. I have no doubt about that." The older man smiles affectionately at the blonde.

"Father is right, brother." His sister agrees.

Meliodas turns bashful, looking down at his food as his cheeks turn pink. "Thank you, father, sister, I'm glad to have your support." Both of them find amusement in his reaction to their compliments, his father chuckling and his sister giggling. He huffs slightly and continues to focus on his food, enjoying his breakfast with his family.

~*~

Two hours later, Meliodas walks up to the Boar's Hat tavern, knocking lightly on the wooden door. It's early morning, so he's almost certain they aren't officially open yet. He just hopes that Elizabeth is alright with him stopping by outside of business hours. He doesn't plan on staying long, as he doesn't want to intrude. He's just here to ask her about his party tonight and then he'll be on his way. It takes a long moment for anyone to answer and he's just about to knock again when the door finally opens.

He blinks in surprise at the person standing right in front of him now. It's not Elizabeth, but a man who looks eerily similar to her. He's got the same silver hair and wears it long, almost to his elbows. He has two different colored eyes, one green and one blue and he's wearing a light blue, sleeveless tunic with white trousers and yellow boots with a silver trim over them. Huh. He shoots the man a grin. "Hey! I'm Meliodas. I know you guys probably aren't open right now, but I wanted to discuss something with the people who work here, if that's alright." He greets kindly.

The man visibly swallows and he looks a little surprised, something else in his expression that Meliodas can't quite place. But then the silverette in front of him shakes his head slightly and his face softens into a kind smile. "Welcome to the Boar's Hat tavern, your majesty, c'mon on in. Luckily, you've caught all of us gathered together." He opens the door and holds his arm out to gesture Meliodas inside. The prince steps in and the door closes behind him. He sees Elizabeth sitting at the table closest to the center of the room along with a magenta-haired woman, three mostly empty plates on the table.

"Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt your meal. I can come back at a better time if you guys would like." Meliodas says apologetically.

"Oh, no, you're fine!" Elizabeth tells him.

"We're almost done anyways." The woman beside her says.

The silver-haired man takes a seat at the table where it seems he was sat before and the unknown woman holds her hand out to Meliodas. "I'm Veronica. Elizabeth's sister and the one and only chef of the Boar's Hat." She introduces herself.

Meliodas reaches out and shakes her hand. "Nice to meet you! I'm Meliodas, one and only Prince of Liones." He tells her. "Sister, huh?" He looks to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth smiles. "Yes, older sister, believe it or not."

"Huh. Good to know." He turns to the last person in the room that he hadn't been introduced to yet. "What about you?" He asks curiously.

The man looks up, seemingly startled. "Huh? Oh, uh, I'm-I'm Tristan. I'm the waiter, usually. And she's my mom." He says, nodding at Elizabeth.

Meliodas' eyes widen and he chokes on the air he's in the middle of breathing in. "M-mom?" He looks between the two.

Elizabeth gives him a small smile. "Yes, Tristan is my son."

Meliodas shakes his head. "But you look so-"

"Young?" Elizabeth raises an eyebrow at him. "Don't you dare go asking how old I am. Didn't anyone ever tell you that it's rude to discuss a woman's age?" She questions in a teasing tone and Meliodas flushes.

"Oh, n-no, no, n-nothing like that at all, I-I wouldn't dare be so rude!" Meliodas says quickly, mentally cursing himself for stuttering so much as heat fills his face. And then it all seems worth it as the most beautiful sound he's ever heard comes from the woman. Her laugh is like a gift from the goddesses themselves, the sound like music to his ears, and suddenly all he wants to do is make her laugh like that again.

When Veronica clears his throat, he realizes that he had been standing there and doing nothing but staring at Elizabeth in awe. He shakes his head, the heat on his face spreading to his ears as Veronica speaks again. "So, what is it you need to speak with us all about?" She asks him.

"Oh, right!" He smiles at each of them. "So, hear me out. Tonight, there's going to be a big party at the castle. And I was wondering if you guys would not only attend, but I was thinking you could bring a few barrels of ale for everyone. I was thinking of it mainly as a way for you guys to promote the business since you just got into town and rather than guests paying you, we would. A-and you wouldn't have to work the whole night or anything, you'd be able to enjoy the party. And! You can totally say no i-if you'd like to, I mean-"

"Meliodas." Elizabeth cuts his rambling off, placing a hand on his shoulder, and he jumps slightly. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. We'll be there."

"I mean, it's more money for us and I'll never say no to a good party." Veronica says, shrugging.

"Great! I can't wait to see you all there, then!" Meliodas exclaims.

"It's your birthday today, isn't it? Is that what the party's for?" Tristan asks and Meliodas gives him a confused look. "I-I heard from, uh, the holy knights that I, uh, met last night."

"Oh! Do you mean Gil and the others? I ran into them here last night as well!" At Tristan's nod, Meliodas nods as well. "Well, yeah, it is my birthday today. But I didn't want you guys to say yes just because it's my birthday, you know?"

Tristan shrugs. "Don't worry, whether it's your birthday or not doesn't change our answer, we'll be happy to go either way." The man smiles at him and so do Veronica and Elizabeth, nodding in agreement with Tristan. Seeing all three looking at him like that makes a strangely familiar and warm feeling bloom inside him and part of him feels the urge to run away from it. He smiles softly and thanks them before quickly coming up with an excuse to head out and leaves, trying his best to shake off the uncomfortable familiarity he'd felt just a moment before.

~*~

"Man, they better have some good ale at this fancy party of theirs. Leave it to Harlequin to send me to socialize with some stuffy royals."

"Didn't you volunteer to go?"

"Yeah, but that was before I knew I'd have to actually talk to these people. I thought I was just gonna scope it out to see if it's safe and then he would come and do all this shit." The white-haired man sighs softly and kicks at the dirt below him as the two of them stop walking, the town of Liones before them.

Lancelot shrugs. "I'm just glad I get to come along." He admits.

"Yeah, I guess that's one good part of it. 'Bout time I got to take ya on a trip outside of the forest." His dad reaches over and musses his hair with a grin.

"Dad!" Lance groans and ducks away from his dad's hand and the older man just chuckles.

"Oh, hey! Look at that!" His dad looks to something behind Lance. "There's a tavern over there, I think I'll head in and check it out. You comin'?"

Lance looks at the tavern and then at the other places around it, considering. Then he spots the woods behind the tavern and his eyes light up. "No, I think I'll go explore the woods a bit, actually." He tells him.

His dad gives him a look. "I bring you into town and you go right back into the woods?" He asks.

Lance grins. "The woods are fun! You can find anything in there!" He says excitedly. "I'll explore the town later!"

The other man rolls his eyes. "Alright, go have fun in the woods, kid. Meet me back here in about two hours, yeah?" Lance nods and his dad heads towards the tavern while Lance himself heads towards the woods.

The blonde hums softly to himself as he enters the woods, reaching one arm out and letting his hand brush against the bark of a tree. As he starts his walk, he looks around at all the plants and flowers growing along the forest floor and recites information he knows about each one in his head. Sparkella Mushrooms - Can be ground up to make an extremely flammable substance, mostly used in potions and not very good for eating. Violet Jewel - Flowered vines, not used for much but works great in flower crowns. Golden Maple - Great for cooking, best in desserts due to it's sweet taste, one of mom's favorites because of it's pretty golden-orange color. He stops and picks a few blossoms to give to her when he returns home, placing them in the bag over his shoulder.

Lance comes to a stop as he reaches a bundle of sapphire wisp, sky blue flowers that are in the rose family. It had always been one of his personal favorites and he bends down to take a closer look at it, but he frowns when he realizes that the flowers are starting to wilt and droop down. He looks around the area. Sapphire wisp usually only grows near water, it needs soil that's constantly wet or damp. As he looks closer at the ground in front of him, he notices that just on the other side of the flowers, there's a trail of ground that's sloped inwards, like water used to be there.

He stands up and looks left, then right. He tilts his head to the side slightly, listening. He thinks he hears the faintest tinkling of water off to the left and he turns and walks in that direction. After a few minutes of walking, he finally finds it. There's a small stream that's been blocked off by a fallen tree branch. Without hesitation, he lifts the branch up and tosses it to the other side and all the water that was being held back immediately rushes forward and fills the stream once more. He walks back to the flowers and crouches down, holding his hand out as red magic lights up his hands.

A small orb of water the size of his palm floats up out of the stream and towards him before hovering right above the flowers. Then his other hand lights up as he brings it level with the orb and the orb forms into four separate ones before he moves his hand down slowly and the orbs turn into downward streams, curving around the flower as they slowly seep into the soil. "Revitalize." He whispers, and a soft red glow surrounds the flowers before they come back to life, half-dead petals stiffening and straightening back out, their beautiful color returning and gorgeous green leaves sprouting from the stems. He stands and smiles down at his work, nodding once before walking forward and jumping over the stream, following it left again, continuing his walk past the branch from earlier.

About an hour later, he's deep into the forest and ready to turn back around and head out again to meet up with his dad when he suddenly feels another energy nearby and he freezes. If he'd been paying enough attention, he would've noticed sooner. Whoever it was is very close, and their energy is strange, one he's never felt before. In a puff of pink smoke, he becomes a red fox, trotting forward slowly and carefully. He approaches a large tree and starts making his way up it, doing his best to make as little noise as possible. As he stops on a high branch and looks below him, he finds a large clearing on the other side of the tree. It's filled with wildflowers and the sun shines brightly within it, a break in the canopy of leaves allowing the light to flood through.

Lance's bright red eyes scan the clearing for the person he felt and when he finally lays on them, he freezes. Right in the middle of the clearing, laying in a bed of flowers and tall grass, is a boy that looks to be around the same age as Lance himself. His first thought is that the boy is absolutely beautiful. Lance has never thought of another boy as beautiful before. But standing there on that branch, it's the only description that comes to mind. The boy looks peaceful and content, eyes closed and a soft smile on his face. His long silver hair pools around his head, his bangs laying gently above his eyes. The sun shines down on the boy as if it's drawn specifically to him, bathing him in nothing but warm, golden light. Lance looks on in awe at such a sight.

The little fox takes a moment to focus on the boy's energy. It's not fairy or human and clearly this isn't a giant he's looking at. He tilts his head curiously. There's something dark about the aura surrounding the boy, something that sends a shiver through his entire body, but there's something else mixed in that's completely different. It all just makes Lance even more intrigued. He wants to know this strange, dark, beautiful boy. Then the wind blows and a leaf blows in front of his face, interrupting his vision. He blinks and remembers what he had been doing before, realizing he really should be getting back to his dad now. He looks at the boy one last time, swearing to himself that he'll come back sometime before he goes back home in hopes of seeing the boy again.

He makes his way down from the tree and starts following his previous path back, staying in his fox form to make things easier on himself. Every so often, he feels for the boy's energy, memorizing it in a way, until he's too far away to do so anymore. A little while later, he switches back into his human form at the edge of the woods as he sees his dad coming out of the tavern he was heading to earlier.

"Lance!" His dad waves him over quickly and Lance would be worried if it weren't for the almost excited look on the other man's face.

"What is it, dad?" He asks curiously as he jogs up to him.

"There's a couple of people I want you to meet, come on!" He guides Lance back to the tavern and tugs him inside. The place is nice. There's five tables around and a long bar at the back of the room, across from the entrance. Behind the bar on one side appears to be a kitchen and the rest of the space is used as a place for ale and mugs. There's a few people around, but not many, which isn't very surprising for the time of day.

"Lizzie!" His dad calls out. Lizzie? Who's that?

"Oh! Is this him?" A woman asks, and that's when he notices the short, silver-haired woman behind the bar, cloth on top of her head and braids at the front of her hair. She looks familiar somehow but he can't quite place her.

His dad nudges him forward and the two of them finally stop right in front of the bar. "Damn right, it is." His dad says, then looks to him. "Hey, you remember that story, right? About your mom and I way back?"

Lance's brows furrow as he racks his brain. "Uumm, which one?" He asks slowly.

"The one with the demon." His dad replies.

"You mean the one where a demon came and almost killed you and mom and completely destroyed the entire Fairy King's Forest?" Lance's head tilts slightly.

"Yeah. Yes, that one. But you remember the rest of it, right?" At Lance's nod, he continues. "Well, kid, this is Elizabeth, and-" His dad turns towards the left slightly right as a woman with a short, magenta-colored bob walks up. "This is Veronica." His dad introduces.

The blonde blinks at the two for a moment before it finally clicks, and his eyes widen. "Wait, so you mean these two are-?" He cuts himself off, realizing he isn't sure if it's common knowledge or not. Veronica grins and Elizabeth gives him a warm smile, her eyes flashing orange for a moment before going back to their normal blue. He gasps softly. These two women are goddesses. Some of the very last ones left. Not only that, these goddesses are two of the people that helped save his parents. He remembers the story clearly now. When his mom and dad were laying at the top of the sacred tree, barely alive, arguing over who would drink the last of the fountain of youth and live, three white-winged saviors came and rescued them. Healed them both and killed the demon, then helped save the still burning forest as well. Their names were Veronica, Elizabeth, and Tristan.

"Isn't there a third one of you?" Lance questions, looking around but only seeing customers enjoying their time.

Elizabeth nods. "My son, Tristan. But he's not here right now, he's out doing who knows what. Enjoying his free time, hopefully." She explains.

His dad chuckles beside him. "I still can't believe I never realized he was your son back then. Now that I think about it, it makes so much sense with how similar you two look." He says.

"Well, it's not like the kid was around much before we left." Veronica pointed out.

"Yeah, that's a good point, he seemed real off. What was that about?"

Veronica and Elizabeth stay silent and exchange a look, then Elizabeth turns to answer Lance's dad. "Tris just wasn't doing the best back then, is all. He had a lot going on." She gives a sad smile that says there's way more to the story, but then she turns to Lance and her face changes into a much warmer expression. "So, you're Lancelot, yes?"

Lance nods. "Yeah, that's me. It's really awesome to meet you both, I've heard a lot about everything you did for my parents." He says sincerely.

"Eh, just doin' our job, kid." Veronica shrugs.

Elizabeth shakes her head at the other woman. "It's wonderful to meet you as well, Lancelot. Your dad's been telling us a lot about you." She then turns back to his dad. "And I really can see so much of Elaine in him, you certainly weren't exaggerating, Ban." Lance's face warms slightly in embarrassment at being the center of attention.

"I told you, didn't I? Fucking spittin' image." His dad says.

"He looks just as much like you, though, bandit." Veronica tells him and his dad just shrugs.

"Well, we gotta get goin', the people at the palace are expectin' us anytime now. Is Tristan gonna be at the party tonight, too?" He asks.

"Yes. As far as I know, he intends on going as well, so you'll get to say hi to them there." Elizabeth tells him.

"Great! Maybe you and him will get along." He looks to Lance as he says this.

"Oh, I hope so. I can't wait to meet him." Lance says. Then both men say goodbye to Veronica and Elizabeth and make their way out of the tavern, heading straight for the castle stretching high above everything else.

~*~

"Penny for your thoughts, your majesty?"

Meliodas immediately turns in the direction of the voice. "E-Elizabeth, you made it." He says.

She smiles softly at him and walks to his side, placing her elbows on the balcony and looking out at everything. "Of course I did. I told you I'd be here, didn't I?" She asks, looking at him again.

Meliodas takes her in, watching the way the setting sun reflects off her shimmering, silver hair that he's seeing for the first time without a cloth in it. The flowing yellow top she wears suits her so well, seeming to brighten her entire aura and bring out the blue of her eyes even more. "Did you doubt I would?" She speaks up again when he stays silence.

"Wha- Oh, no, not at all. I knew you'd keep your word." Meliodas tells her, mentally shaking himself. "Are you enjoying yourself so far?"

"Oh, I'd say I am. We haven't been here for very long. But it's very lively here and it's good to be with good people." She turns and looks back into the ballroom. "Though I do wonder if Ban and Lancelot will be here soon." She muses.

"As in Sir Ban and Lancelot? Our guests from the Fairy King's Forest? You know them?" Meliodas asks.

Elizabeth looks back to him. "Oh, yes. I just met Lancelot today, but his parents are old friends of ours. Veronica, Tristan, and I spent some time in the Fairy King's Forest a few years back." She explains.

"Woah, really? What was it like?" He asks in amazement. He's never been much of anywhere outside of Liones, and especially not to somewhere like the Fairy King's Forest. Though he does hope that will change soon, as long as the fairies agree to become allies of the kingdom.

"It's a very beautiful place, quite magical, though I suppose that's to be expected." Elizabeth says with a bright smile. "The fairies are very kind people as long as you mean them no ill will. Some of the kindest I've ever met. Ban told me Liones wishes to open up communication with them, to become good friends and allies?"

The blonde nods at her. "Yes. We're hoping for that, at least. Today, we'll just be enjoying the party, but tomorrow is when Sir Ban and my father will sit down and talk about some things. If this visit with Sir Ban as representative goes well, then we'll meet the Fairy King himself next."

"Oh, wow. I didn't realize that anyone even knew about the Fairy King's Forest nowadays." She says.

He gives her a soft smile. "Not many people do. Father didn't really know much about it until he had a vision about it, and the fairies themselves. He foresaw that the Kingdom of Liones and the Fairy King's Forest will help each other greatly in the future." He frowns slightly. "Despite father's visions never being wrong before, I can't help but be uncertain on whether or not this alliance will happen. Sir Ban doesn't seem to like us very much." Elizabeth giggles and he looks at her in surprised confusion.

"There's no need to worry about Ban. He just takes awhile to warm up to people most of the time. And I guess the castle isn't his usual scene, so he may not know how to act around you both yet. The city is quite different from the forest." She points out.

"Yes, I suppose that's a good point. I just hope I can find a way for him to feel more comfortable soon." Meliodas replies sincerely.

"I'm sure you will." Then she leans down much closer to him. "Maybe I can even put in a good word for you." She whispers, winking at him before standing back up and Meliodas feels his face heat in a fierce blush.

"Th-that would be-" He clears his throat. "That would be wonderful, th-thank you." He tells her, trying to force his cheeks to cool.

She grins at him then, eyes teasing and amused. "I thought so. Now, I need to go check on Tristan. I'll see you again in a little while, yes?" She asks.

"Yes. Y-yes, definitely." He confirms. "Oh, a-and tell Tristan hello for me, please."

Elizabeth nods. "I'll be sure to pass on the message." And with that, she turns and walks back inside the castle, leaving Meliodas alone on the balcony once more.

~*~

"Miss Elizabeth, hey!" Lance says cheerily.

"Oh, Lancelot, hello again." She greets him. "And just Elizabeth is fine, please."

"Nah, Lizzie. We taught him manners for a reason, might as well let the kid use 'em." His dad pipes up from behind him.

"Uh, I very specifically remember mom teaching me manners, so I have no idea where that "we" part is coming from, dad." Lance teases the older man.

"Oh, really? So that's how it is, huh?" His dad grins at him.

"I don't know, Ban, he seems to have a good point. I don't think you've ever had manners to teach in the first place." Elizabeth raises an eyebrow at him.

The white-haired man places a hand over his chest with a face of mock hurt. "Jeez, Lizzie, and I thought we were friends."

"Oh, but don't you know, Ban? Ellie's nice to everybody. If she insults you, that's how you know she likes you." Veronica pops up beside Lance.

"Does that make you the opposite, then, Ronnie?" His dad asks.

"No, Veer just doesn't let anyone know who she does and doesn't like and everyone just has to guess." Elizabeth answers for her.

Lance is about to speak up again when his attention is drawn elsewhere. Across the room, he sees a boy that he swears is the same boy that he saw in the woods earlier that day. He's wearing the same clothes and has the same hair, those same bangs settled over his forehead. He heads towards the boy without a second thought, following him to the long table of food laid out to the side of the room. As he walks, he feels for the boy's energy, that same strange energy he felt earlier. And there it is, darkness formed around whatever else it's mixed in with, confirming that he's right in the identity of the one he's walking towards.

He stays back a little bit, not wanting to get too close at first. The boy surveys the options in front of him thoughtfully as Lance observes him. After a few minutes, Lance steps forward, right beside the boy. "You know, I've heard the rice balls the chefs make here are some of the best in all of Britannia."

The boy turns to him immediately and Lance is stunned before he even opens his mouth to reply. His eyes. Not just one color, but two. His left eye is a vibrant green and his right eye is as blue as a sunny day's sky. Lance didn't think it was possible for the boy to be even more beautiful than he already was, but clearly he was wrong. And then the boy speaks. "Are they really? I guess I have to try them, then, since this is only my third day here." He replies, a brilliant grin on his face. Despite the darkness in his aura, the boy radiates warmth, shining on Lance just as the sun had shined on him earlier today in the clearing. All Lance can do is nod as the boy turns to grab a couple of the rice balls, just as he said he would.

Lance then darts away, making his way to the complete other side of the room before the boy even turns back to him. He slips out of the ballroom and into the hallway, pressing his back to the wall and taking a deep breath. He closes his eyes and tries to slow his rapid heart rate as he questions why it's beating so fast in the first place. Then a certain pair of multi-colored eyes flash through his mind and his eyes snap back open. He thinks of the way the boy had looked at him, the grin his lips had tugged into as soon as he looked at Lance, and he feels a flutter in his stomach at the memory. In the back of his mind, he knows exactly what this feeling is, but...he's never been so affected by a boy before. What does this mean?

~*~

A/N: How was it?? Please, let me know what y’all think!!! I’m having a lot of fun with this alternate, swapped around versions of characters, and I especially love writing out Lance’s soft boy self. I’m also having some fun playing around with people’s powers and abilities, which I haven’t gotten to do before. Next chapter will switch back to Tristan and Elizabeth’s pov!! I hope you enjoyed this one!!

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                                              𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄  𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒

rei.   everything  stays  the  same  in  rei's  alternate  verse,  the  order  of  things  and  the  timeline  don't  change  much  until  her  grandfather  makoto  dies.  this  is  the  most  crucial  point  in  her  story.  in  her  canon  verse  she  overcomes  her  grieve  and  eventually  picks  up  her  guitar  again,  basically  embracing  her  dream  of  becoming  a  musician  once  again  which  then  leads  to  her  mother  believing  it's  the  right  time  to  hand  her  makoto's  letter  because  her  daughter  managed  to  grow  and  overcome  her  'mental  prison'.  the  letter  then  gives  her  two  choices,  stay  or  follow  your  heart.  in  her  main  verse  she  needed  two  years  to  pick  up  her  guitar  again,  in  her  alternate  verse  though,  she  never  does...  yet.  i  say  yet  because  character  develop  and  things  can  always  change,  so  through  interactions  with  other  muses  chances  are  very  high  that  she  finds  the  courage  to  play  the  guitar  again. with  all  that  said,  in  her  alternate  verse  she  works  at  a  record  shop  after  graduating  high  school,  but  after  2-3  years  erina  and  maki  realize  that  rei  is  still  not  doing  better,  and  eventually  decide  it  would  be  for  the  best  to  have  a  change  of  scenery.  they  grab  rei  and  the  trio  moves  to  america,  erina  &  maki  want  to  work  in  the  music  industry  so  this  kinda  gives  them  more  possibilities,  as  for  rei,  she  knows  her  dad  moved  to  america  so  ...  she  can't  help  but  wonder  if  she  will  meet  him  one  day.  the  trio  stick  together  like  glue  and  once  again  work  at  a  record  shop.  this  is  where  rei  crosses  paths  with  ellie  and  nate  again.

note:  since  koji  doesn't  need  an  alternate  verse  i  just  wanna  point  out  that  it's  very  possible  that  he  simply  visits  rei  from  time  to  time.  that,  and  because  he's  part  of  the  street  race  scene,  he'll  be  interested  in  seeing  other  racers  from  another  place.  everyone  just  kinda  knows  each  other  in  every  verse.

nate.   everything  stays  the  same  in  nate's  alternate  verse,  the  order  of  things  and  the  timeline  don't  change  much,  the  only  thing  that's  different  is  that  his  grandmother  grace  already  passed  away  when  he  was  spiraling  down.  he  makes  an  attempt  on  his  life  and  is  found  by  ellie  who  calls  for  help,  he  wakes  up  in  the  hospital  but  his  grandmother  never  shows  up,  which  is  a  crucial  point  in  his  canon  story.  grace  has  always  been  like  a  sanctuary  for  nate,  a  second  home,  a real  family.  so  she's  not  around  to  tell  him  what  he  needs  to  hear  to  make  a  change  in  his  life.  instead,  he  remains  friends  with  liam  &  edan,  much  to  ellie's  dismay.  he  ends  up  digging  himself  an  even  bigger  hole  and  gets  involved  with  shady  people.  he  works  as  pizza  delivery  guy  but  occasionally  also  as  errand  boy  for  gangs  and  drug  dealers.  in  his  mind,  he  has  nothing  else  to  lose  anyway,  and  at  least  he  gets  a  lot  of  cash.  it's  risky  yes,  but  that's  the  fun.  nate  eventually  meets  rei  again  after  she  moves  to  america  and  the  two  reconnect.  neither  ellie  nor  rei  know  about  his  second  job.  he  lives  with  ellie  because  she  wants  to  keep  a  close  eye  on  him  but  she  mainly  doesn't  want  to  lose  another  person.

ellie.   everything  stays  the  same  in  ellie's  alternate  verse,  the  order  of  things  and  the  timeline  don't  change  much,  the  only  thing  that's  different  is  that  she  doesn't  leave  her  hometown  and  moves  to  the  countryside  where  she  lives  in  her  family's  summer  house.  this  is  because  she  finds  nate  and  realizes  that  she  is  the  only  one  who  cares  enough  to  help  him.  she's  still  very  introverted  and  not  interested  in  making  friends,  she  is  suspicious  of  other  people,  especially  nate's  'friends'.  she  feels  great  hatred  towards  people  in  power  and  authority,  believing  everyone  is  corrupt  and  selfish.  while  it  was  her  original  plan to  leave  the  city  behind  to  live in  peace  and  quiet,  her  plans  made  a  180  when  she  encounter  her  childhood  friend  nate  again.  it  was  clear  that  he  didn't  want  to  leave  and  it  was  clear  that  her  father  was  still  a  ceo  running  a  shady  company and exploiting  its  employees  and  consumers.  she  works  at  the  local  library  at  day  but  once  she  clocks  out  she  does  her  own  investigations  to  take  down  john's  business.  she's basically a little detective. later  when  rei  moves  to  america,  ellie  meets  her  again  and  they  try  to  reconnect.

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Hi, Abyss! Thank you so much for doing a reading game! I genuinely appreciate it when people do these readings since I know a lot of time and energy goes into them.

I don't want to delve too much into myself since I prefer to stay relatively private about my shifting journey, but I'm an adult shifter who has been skeptical, but open, to this phenomena. After having some very intriguing "mini-shift" experiences and a near full shift (to a place I wasn't in the mood for, haha) I now fully believe in this and I can do it. I've been honing in on something that works for me for about 3 years now (from what I've read, it always seems to be around 3 or 4 years for those who are a bit older/logical minded before a shift comes our way, haha), and I feel like I've finally onto something that works for me! I have two DRs at the moment; one derived from a video game, which is the main one I've put the bulk of my focus towards experiencing, and another that I've decided will be more up in the air, vibes-based, semi-blind shift related. All I know is that I want it to be oceanic based (mainly based upon my own "original" aquatic race).

That said, I would like to ask if I should stick with my current mindset and what I've been doing for myself in regards to shifting? Mainly, I'd like to see if there are things I haven't considered yet, or just hear a good solid reassurance I know what I need to know and I'm doing what I need to do. Thank you again!

hiii anon!!! it’s wonderful to hear ur story!! :D i have also been shifting for around 3 years n im getting goose to finally shifting to my wr <3

fromm my understanding you’re asking for advice on spirit of things you may need to change or keep doing.

for your tips, i heard “keep your current mindset and really set yourself in it”

do kinda like make yourself grounded in those beliefs and don’t let anyone change it ever. know you’re right and in your right mindset! you’re on the right path, and shifting is soon coming. all you need to do is believe!

this is a very interesting song to get for shufflemancy!! the main thing that stands out to me is “i don’t wanna be controlled by the past” you need to let everything come to the surface and remove it from your soul.

what makes you angry? that’s the trigger. use that trigger and dig deeper.

pull it up. use that anger to pull out that anger. it may be something you’ve always wanted to say but you where never able to. pull it out, scream it in the shower — let it out.

maybe you witness you shouldn’t have, and it makes you angry that someone would even hurt someone else like that.

this is all to speed up the process btw

spirit also said you are very observant. you’re going to shift at about that 3 years and 7 months mark. they won’t give me the date or anything, but december and the winter months seem important!

well, anon, i hope this helps out!!

sending you love and peace. another tip, just from me w no spiritual guidance whatsoever, cleanse all your chakras! it helps!

and have a good one!! leave a review <3

[claire-starsword]

Landstalkers JP manual - Characters, Monsters and Items

Prologue here

Nigel - Protagonist Being a treasure hunter, a sort of thief aiming for treasures and gold, he is burning with enthusiasm when it comes to the treasures of King Nole. He is skilled with the sword and light on his feet. Nigel was born in a small elf village in the mainland, and has dreamed of adventure since he was a child. He's a forest elf, and 88 years old. Friday A kinda mean succubus (little devil) girl. She's 120 years old, and born in Mercator. She can heal others upon eating her favorite food, the EkeEke. Stays on Nigel's bag.

Kayla The boss lady of the trio of stooges who bother Nigel and Friday through their adventure. She has a harsh personality, and punishes Ink and Wally with her whip. No one knows what they want. Duke Mercator The lord dispatched to this island by the emperor of Gamul in the mainland. He lives at Mercator Palace. Being a pleasant guy, he is respected by the islanders, but due to his noble origins, he's not satisfied with life in the island, and holds greater ambitions. Something seems fishy about him.

Princess Lara Princess of the region of Shurel in the country of Maple. She was raised in a strict manner due to being of the royal family, and is thus not used to being in the real world. She speaks nonsense at times. It seems she came to Mercator to study music, but… Wizard Mir A great wizard said to have great magic power. He creeps around the underground of Mercator Palace. Zak A mysterious man who calls himself a bounty hunter, despite being of the noble race of dragonewts. The handsome and playful type. King Nole The tyrant who ruled the continent many centuries ago. Did he hide his vast treasures in this island?

Notes for characters:

Mir isn't underground in game, he lives in a tower away from the actual town.

Let's talk names. Nigel's original name can be read as Ryle or Lyle. I do'nt know why they changed it but I appreciate not having a repeat name with the Shining Force guy, so I stick to it.

Kayla and Lara are Kara and Loria in the original, this is a very meaningless change just to make the names flow better I suppose.

Kayla's goons are not important enough to even have their own profiles here, but I wanna talk about them anyway. Their original names are Goose and Zuwham. Goose is a pretty on the nose name for a bird guy. Zuwham on the other hand is a weird one but after cracking my head about for a while I think it might come from some japanese onomatopoeia for sliding or thumping, and "wham". That because this guy is heavily based on the bouncing ball enemies from Shining in the Darkness, while Goose is based on a treasure chest enemy from there as well.

[Edit: I've since realized that Kayla herself is based on the item shopkeeper of SitD as well. Gang's all here.]

Zak is Zed in the original version.

Monsters Mercator Island is home to people of many different species, but once you take a step out of towns and villages, you find lots of monsters crawling around. Slime An organism born spontaneously due to magical elements drifting in the atmosphere. Its body is mostly liquid, and it envelops opponents with it. It can also move by jumping. Orc Soldier A kind of monster race found anywhere in the world. They movements look sloppy, but they have strong muscles, and crush enemies swinging their axes from above their own head. They fight in groups. Rough Lips A giant carnivorous plant more than one meter tall. They're shaped like mushrooms, and the caps release strange spores. They usually hide underground, and pop up suddenly when an enemy approaches. They're slow, but relentless in their chase, frightening adventurers.

Skeleton Immortal monsters summoned from the world of the dead. Being dead spirits, they don't know fatigue and don't fear death, attacking with sharp sword skills. It might be impossible to dodge they swift stabbing? They can also avoid attacks, blocking the enemy's blade with their shield. Larva An earthworm monster with a human face. They can be larger than two meters, and move underground looking for corpse flesh. Monoeye The strongest hunter race who lives in Mercator since ancient times. Their culture is not very developed. They attack with no mercy those who come into the island. Being more than three meters tall, a swing of their clubs has massive power. They're more violent than other races.

Lizardmen A humanoid race close to reptiles, who live in marshlands and such. They look like dragonewts, but are not a dragon race. They are not very smart, but their skin is incredibly thick so their defense is high. Guard Knight Sword wielding soldiers who are the main force of the personal troops commanded by the lord of Mercator. It's unknown what species is within the armor. The thick armor gives them high defense, but their movement is slow. Unicorn Trooper A humanoid race with unicorn heads, who can be found in big amounts on the Mountain Region. They're known as a warrior race, and many work as mercenaries. They're prodigious fighters, quick and skilled at melee combat. Growl Ghost A by-product of King Nole's evil magic experiments. Swarms endlessly on enemies due to their deep grudges.

Silent Commando The most different monster race out of all summoned by King Nole. They're the dead spirits of those killed in combat during wars with the eastern countries, called by King Nole's strong magical powers. They terrify opponents attacking with absurd jumps and teleportation.

Chaos Visitor As their name says, they're visitors from Chaos, the land of the dead. These monsters too were created by King Nole's magic experiments. Besides gathering treasures, King Nole is said to have also devoted himself to arts such as alchemy and raising the dead. Maneater Monsters that look just like the chests within dungeons. They bite on people who happily approach to grab treasure. Most believe they come from the grudges of old treasures hunters lost during their hunts. Hangman Immortal monsters said to bring others to their death. To protect King Nole's throne, they were turned into their current evil forms. Many monsters were born due to King Nole in this way.

Notes on monsters: I used the japanese names here since the english one are barely used anyway, and these are more interesting. Not totally sure about the ghost one, but others should be okay.

Equipment and Items for Nigel Swords Broad Sword A regular sword made of reinforced iron. Not easy for regular humans or elves to use, though. Nigel's standard equipment. Ifrit Sword A sword engraved with enchantments of fire spirits. Incredibly rare in Mercator, only a single one is recorded to have been imported to the island. Sword of Ice A sword filled with the condensed energy of ice spirits said to reside in the northernmost point of the continent. Anything cut by this sword becomes completely frozen. Armor Leather Breast Armor made of flexible leather. Since it's light it makes movement easy, but it's not made for battle. Nigel's standard equipment. Steel Breast Chest armor made of steel treated to still have flexibility. It's strong, but its height still slows the user down. Chrome Breast Armor made with chrome, an alloy of steel and other metals. The sturdiness of the materials weakens enemy attacks pretty well.

Boots Leather Boots Like the Leather Breast, these too are made of leather. Light and easy to move in, but not trustworthy for battle. Nigel's standard equipment. Aqua Guard One size fits all boots made of a semi transparent and heat insulating gelatinous material. They're nice and cold and soft, and protect your feet.

Rings Mars Stone A ring made with polished minerals that some wizard acquired from another planet with magic. Wearing it protects your body from blood and paralyzing poisons.

EkeEke Fruit A perennial plant that looks a lot like mulberries. It is the specialty of Mercator Island and known as a energetic. They can be eaten raw, but are far more delicious when put on alcohol. Super high valued, only nobles can get their hands on them in the mainland. They're the favorite food of Friday, inhabitant of this island, and eating them gives her a boost on magic power, making her capable of healing Nigel. He hates this fruit. Antidote A weed used since ancient times as antidote to poisons. Poison from the monsters of Mercator Island can be nullified with it. Mind Repair There are monsters whose attacks cause hallucinations as well. When stricken by those, you won't be able to move in the direction you think you are. But using this medicine, you'll be free of the hallucinations and return to normal. Anti-Paralyze When struck by monsters, you may suffer strong muscular paralysis, and become unable to move for some time. This medicine restores you back to normal. It is a precious item extracted from the liver of deep-sea fish, so its price is high.

Ticket Entry ticket for the amusement center in the town of Mercator. It's not sold anywhere so it's hard to get your hands in one, but lots of people say the casino sounds super fun, so you definitely want one. Golden Goddess Statue In Mercator Island, there are many mysterious goddess statues, and the villagers make copies of them to sell as souvenirs. They boost the power used by Nigel's magic swords for a certain amount of time. They disappear after a single use. Gaia Statue A wooden statue made in the image of Gaia, guardian goddess of the earth. It is said that by holding it up you can borrow the power of earth spirits, causing a massive earthquake, but the details are unknown. They disappear after a single use. Jewels Five jewels said to be in somewhere in the island since ancient times. But no one knows their significance. Perhaps they have some relation to the treasures of King Nole…???

Notes on items: again just used the japanese names as there isn't much difference and also as someone who likes special weapon names, changing Ifrit Sword to Magic Sword is some sort of war crime. Also, the "Aqua Guard" is a peculiar name in the manual only, they're called Flame Boots in game.