#atlas/josephine

[dominimoonbeam]

Found Between Stars

I write romantic things and this novella is free! Smashwords. Amazon.

This story contains—sci fi adventure, ride or die romance, violence, explicit sex, profane language, hurt/comfort, references to sketchy and abusive childhoods, conversations about mental health, trauma, and an emphasis on consent.

FOUND BETWEEN STARS

Atlas Savac had been nineteen when the Eaton ships came down to the surface in a last-ditch effort to evacuate as many people as they could. Cycles of negotiations with the lords of Vester, gang rulers and space pirates holding control of the planet under Ludo, had led nowhere. But the Eaton representatives could not easily abandon the captive residents of Vester leftover from the mining towns, unable to escape what had fast become a warzone.

Atlas and Josephine had seen the exodus as the way out they’d dreamed of their whole lives—a way off Vester and a chance to go anywhere else, everywhere else.

But the lords of Vester hadn’t been willing to let the youths flee, many of them their own relations. They wanted to keep the numbers or maybe they just didn’t want to let them have a chance at a different life—a life they hadn’t been given themselves. The options on Vester had been slim. Almost everyone eventually worked for the pirates. At least it came with a chance to leave the planet, to break through the endless cloud cover and glimpse the stars beyond.

But Atlas had only ever followed Josephine Nasrin and she would kneel to no pirate.

The Eatons were going to be their way out—their way to the stars.

The day Eaton troops brought ships and tried to offer passage to everyone that wanted off the planet, ended up being the last day Eaton would ever be allowed near the surface of Vester. War broke out in the streets. People fought their own families for a chance to break free. The Eaton guards did everything they could to hold the docks and give the civilians a chance to reach the ships hovering over the sea, but they hadn’t been prepared for the struggle—they had not expected such bitter fury from the decaying settlements. What started as tension turned into a slaughter. The lords of Vester cut down their own children by the end, determined to keep them from escaping by any means.

Atlas wanted to leave as soon as they reached the dock. The Eaton guards were retreating onto the last ship. Time was running out and there would never be another chance. But Josephine wouldn’t leave the rest of their crew behind. Her resolve was no surprise, and he never questioned that tone of hers. He didn’t mind fighting to hold the line on the dock while the last of them ran for safety. They had been fighting their whole lives, what was one more day?

The black ocean churned. A storm rolled in, and rain spilled out over the dock, the waves sloshing up on either side. They allowed themselves to be slowly backed farther from the shore and closer to the last ship. People clustered at the end of the dock behind them, tossing children into the arms of strangers and leaping off the wet metal to that waiting vessel. Josephine yelled at Atlas and Hugo to keep moving. They were leaving today—they weren’t going to be left behind. This was their only chance to get out, and Atlas believed her when she said they would make it because her word had always been law and because she was the only truth he had ever known—the only family, the only love.

The guards on the ship exchanged gunfire with the pirates on the shore. Everyone in between, the poor of Vester, had only blades, fists, and anger. They held off the pirates as best they could, voices and metal against metal all muffled by the storm spraying them in seawater and pelting them with rain.

Atlas reached the end of the dock where it dropped down into angry waves and giant rocks reaching up from the deep. He used to make up stories about those stone formations being the teeth of a long-dead beast. He almost believed it himself in that moment.

Eaton guards leaned off the ramp of the ship to offer their arms to him, shouting for him to jump. He put away his sword and grabbed Hugo, shoving the taller boy first. They caught him and hauled him up.

“Josephine!” Atlas called over the storm, the voices, and the jets of the ship. He reached for her.

“Come on, kid!” A guard yelled, stretching halfway over the edge of the ship and trying to grab hold of Atlas’s jacket.

Atlas jerked out of reach before the man could get a grip on him. He wouldn’t leave before Josephine.

She kicked one of the pirates off the dock and turned toward him, running those last steps. The dock was packed with faces he knew and so many more he’d never even noticed until they decided to stop their escape.

Josephine flashed Atlas a smile amid all that mayhem. Her black braids swung around her shoulders, flashing glimpses of the little birds tattooed in flight up the side of her neck. The rain rolled over her dark skin and the lights of the ships glowed in the depths of her gaze. She was the closest to a god he had ever seen.

Atlas reached for her, hands on her waist. He was going to turn and lift her to the guard. He could jump after and trust that someone, anyone, would make sure he made it onto the ship. He was going to—

Her body slammed forward until her chest hit his. Pain ripped through him. His arms curled around her, hugging her tight and feeling the wrongness of it. She was heavy, pressed hard against him. And that pain between them was the ripping of skin and muscle. It never occurred to him that she might have stabbed him, not even for a second.

He looked past her, and his arms curled tighter when he saw his brother there on the dock, grinning. Clayton was at least ten cycles their senior and wore the colors of Ludo. He had no plans of escape. He had only come out today to make sure Atlas wouldn’t.

Atlas swallowed hard, the cutting pain in his chest stretching outward through his sternum. He looked down Josephine’s back just as Clayton pulled the slender sword from her—from them both. Blood rushed out of her, made faster by the ceaseless rain and sloshing ocean waves. She spasmed in Atlas’s arms and Clayton laughed. If he couldn’t be free, neither could they.

There was screaming on the ship behind him, but Atlas couldn’t look. They were never going to make it. The dream was going to die right there, in his arms. They would never get off this planet. They would never see the stars.

Josephine pushed at his chest, forcing her legs to hold her so that she could stand on her own and look up at him. Another wave hit the dock hard, splashing up and over. Droplets of that inky water rained over them, sliding down her cheek and off her jaw. He had learned to read her when they were children stealing to survive and hiding from adults like they were the monsters in a never-ending game. He could read Josephine effortlessly and it hurt to know that she was looking at him for the last time. He didn’t dare look away, studying a face he had memorized long ago.

She forced a smile—the saddest smile he had ever seen. And then she shoved him hard. He fell back, shocked. His heart lurched in his chest. He expected to hit the waves and be sucked under, rolled against the jagged rocks and suffocated in the deep, but instead, his back hit the side of the ship and hands grabbed at his jacket and his arms, lifting him. He reached for her, but he was too far away. Her legs gave out and, without him there to hold her up, her knees hit the dock. She was the last one, the only one, left behind. Blood gushed from her chest, blooming into the wet fabric of her shirt.

The ship pulled away, lifting higher and higher.

Atlas couldn’t stop reaching for her. Someone was screaming—screaming like they were being tortured. Distantly, he realized it was him. He was screaming. He was kicking at everyone holding on to him and trying to get back to the dock—back to the water—back to that horrible planet and his death just so long as it would be with her.

He reached for her, but she just watched him. The distance was too far.

She held his gaze until her smile faded and her expression dimmed, her eyes losing focus.

The last face he saw clearly was his brother’s. Clayton stepped up behind Josephine. He cocked his head back to glare up at Atlas and kicked her in the back, sending her body off the dock and into the crashing waves. She didn’t come back up and soon Atlas was being dragged away from the hatch, the big doors sliding shut to close them in and prepare to leave the planet. Atlas screamed until he lost consciousness.

Even cycles later, far from Vester, he never escaped the sound of those waves crashing against the rocky shores. They followed him off the planet, into his every waking moment, echoing in his soul and rattling against his bones.

[huldrabitch]

The Josephine romance is so cute! She's so sweet and the inquisitor gets some amazing dialogue options talking to her. It's gentleness and shameless kind compliments I wish we got more with the other romances!

++dorian is a little shit and has to make sure to be on top of the rumor mill

[the-reverii]

▸ DARK ACADEMIA CHARACTER NAMES.

━━ ✰ masculine.

⭑ atlas

⭑ charles

⭑ dominique

⭑ edward

⭑ francis

⭑ dorian

⭑ henry

⭑ lucien

⭑ remus

⭑ reyes

⭑ rowan

⭑ vincent

━━ ✰ feminine.

⭑ adrienne

⭑ anastasia

⭑ adaline

⭑ anya

⭑ aurora

⭑ blair

⭑ carmine

⭑ charlotte

⭑ clementine

⭑ daphne

⭑ estelle

⭑ evangeline

⭑ evelyn

⭑ felicity

⭑ fleur

⭑ florence

⭑ josephine

⭑ lenora

⭑ lynette

⭑ lyra

⭑ madeleine

⭑ octavia

⭑ ophelia

⭑ pandora

⭑ penelope

⭑ selene

⭑ zephyra

some of the names may be used for either masculine, feminine, or androgynous characters, i just compiled them in the two categories. if you have any ideas to add, feel free to comment them and i'll do my best as to add them!

[krokonoko]

Tagged by @northernscruffycat ! Thanks~

Rules: Make a poll of your favorite female characters, as many or as little as you want, and see who your followers like the most!

[cleolinda]

What IS musk?

What does real musk smell like?

Musk imparts a unique and distinct scent that is subtle yet extremely powerful and has no other analogs. The scent of musks is often compared with earthy and woodsy smells with a powdery yet almost quiet [similarity] to a baby’s skin. The sweet yet strong scent of musk is usually used as a base note in perfumes. In essence, musk is magical and inexpressible in words. (Niche Natural Perfume)

(The appeal of this description does explain a story I heard about Empress Josephine soaking the walls of her rooms in musk perfume, partly so that it would just haunt the shit out of Napoleon; I can't remember where I first read this, but apparently you can still smell faint traces of it today, wherever this was—Château de Malmaison?)

IFRA-compliant fragrances can't use animal musk today, as I understand it, but I have seen vintage or allegedly ethical musk components sold for very high prices. For the most part, natural animal musk is replaced by (per Sylvaine Delacourte's site) synthetic laboratory musks; the indole notes of jasmine (an indolic compound called skatole is a major component of, uh, fecal matter); vegetable musks such as ambrette seeds (aka musk mallow, aka annual hibiscus); and plant-based components "with slightly 'dirty' notes such as cumin, costus, cistus labdanum, sage, atlas cedar, hyssop, osmanthus, leather notes, etc."

But of all the articles I looked at, Goutal Paris (you may be familiar with Annick Goutal fragrances) gave me the approachable summary I wanted:

Since the 1970s and 1980s, this term ["musk"] refers to a set of synthetic molecules used today in perfumes and cosmetics. Perfumers use about fifteen of them, two of which are of natural origin: ambrettolide, which comes from the seed of hibiscus, and exaltolide, which is found in angelica.

Contrary to the smell of animal musk, which is heavier and more full-bodied, the term "white musk" evokes the scent of clean laundry, comfort and well-being.

It's the word "contrary" that I wanted SOMEONE to use, because learning that detergent is full of musk feels a lot like being soapily gaslighted. "You know, clean, like musk!" NO! I DON'T! I ASSOCIATE THE WORD MUSK WITH ANIMALS AND HEAVY PERFUME YOU WANT TO WASH OFF AND scent descriptions IN ROMANCE NOVELS AND POLITE EUPHEMISMS FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVEN'T SHOWERED A WHOLE LOT!

Over at the Experimental Perfume Club: Due to the history of musk, most people believe musks to be big and strong scents that would be comparable to heavy and dark notes such as leather, but the musks of perfumery are in fact exactly the contrary!

YES! YOU GET IT! The EPC goes on, very helpfully, to describe four of the major synthetic musks: Galaxolide, Habanolide, Ambrettolide, and Ethylene Brassylate, the latter of which is "slightly sweeter with hints of vanilla, woods and spices [and] great for intensifying other sweet and floral ingredients." You may remember the latter three from the leaked sort-of formula for Not A Perfume; Ethylene Brassylate sounds like a strong contender for at least part of the Nemat Vanilla Musk I wear a lot.

Point being, there was a sea change in meaning when synthetic white musks came onto the scene. I'm still not sure how we got from "musk" to "this kind of smells a little musky around the edges so we call it musk" to "legit laundry," but then, I am on the spectrum and I have realized that I can be crushingly literal at times. So we have synthetics meant to smell like actual civet (like Firmenich's civettone, "a cornerstone to civet reconstitution") or castoreum (like Givco's synthetic replacement), and then there are the White Musks™ that no one's pretending ever got near an animal:

The History of White Musk: The Body Shop and Far Beyond

The popular Tide detergent, launched in 1947, has defined "the smell of clean in North America", as perfumer Rafael Trujillo put it at a conference about it recently. It is an example of the detergents which have shaped our perception of how clean clothes, and therefore how laundry, how cleanliness itself, smells. Moving from the initial rosy scent to musk in the 1960s with an addition of lily of the valley further on, it was a crucial step in the complex history of "clean."

(Some Fragrantica articles may require [free] registration. For more about the history of Tide, they have an article talking about its current "a citrus and fruity combination, blended with a tuberose and violet complex," a combination I never would have guessed.)

Back to their history of white musk:

Galaxolide, in particular, an International Fragrances & Flavours synthetic "clean" musk molecule with staggering popularity in the industry in both fine fragrance and functional [e.g. laundry] products, gives a clean, but also musky flowery-woody odour with a sweet, powdery nuance which is prized for its olfactory potency. You might know it very well indeed from the best-selling and trend-setting creation of Sophia Grojsman for Lancome, Trésor. The fragrance's message was not in the apricoty rose in its heart, but the megadose of Galaxolide in the base; its cosmetics aura code-named “feminine cleavage” while in production is what makes it “mesh.” No wonder it lasted for eons on the skin.

Cleavage aside, you may know Galaxolide through fabric softeners, detergents, and dryer sheets, which is what Not A Perfume "read" like on me. However, the article notes, "Alas, according to the directives of the Environmental Working Group, Galaxolide accumulates in the body." So… let's make sure we use it in everything, for sure.

(Hit up Pinterest sometime for plenty of tips on musk-less DIY dryer balls.)

In terms of white musk "fine fragrances," the Fragrantica article touches on Jovan White Musk and the Body Shop's White Musk (the early standards); Emporio Armani's White For Her; Jennifer Lopez's Glow (or Louise Turner and Catherine Walsh's Glow, if it makes you feel better; perfumes are actually composed by somebody, and it's often not the name on the bottle); Serge Lutens' Clair de Musc, Montale's White Musk, Il Profvmo's Musc Bleu, Comptoir Sud Pacifique's Cristal de Musc, and Narciso Rodriguez For Her. That last one is our bridge to the topic of Egyptian musk, which is why I'm writing all this in the first place, but we'll get to that later. Sylvaine Delacourte has a collection of white musks; Tom Ford has a collection; even Demeter Fragrance, home of Dirt, Funeral Home, and Fuzzy Balls, has a collection. I have tried exactly none of these, but if I won the lottery, I would try decants of the Narciso Rodriguez, the Serge Lutens, and maybe the Jovan or Body Shop for historical purposes.

A further reading list (linkspam ahoy):

Fragrantica editors choose their Best In Show, Musk Edition (2019)

Perfume Shrine's extensive Musk Series of articles (has immediate NSFW art)

Musk in Islam: the esoteric way. “One cannot indeed talk about musk without talking about its religious aspect, for there is one thing certain: without Islam, musk would probably never have got as famous as it is now.” (Bear in mind how fundamental Islamic scientific developments were to perfumery as a whole.)

Musk Perfumes Haven't Been This Popular Since the '70s (2022)

15 Musky Perfumes We Just Can't Quit (updated 2022)

Galaxolide safety status on Wikipedia: People are realizing that it's not great for you!

The Danger of Musk Ketones in Perfumes ("Musk ketone can mimic natural hormones and replace them in the body" and it doesn't get better from there)

What IS safe? A Basenotes.net forum discussion

The only stand-alone musks I wear are Egyptian musk and vanilla musk, what would y’all recommend trying if I hit up some decant sites?

[queenofsliferred]

Due to character limits, this will just be names of my OCs. You can get more information by clicking this link. I welcome nearly any question about my silly mary sues.

Adventure Quest: Chalia

Akira: Kuroda Emi

ATLA: Rimon Suu

Big Bang Theory: Alex Munroe

The Big Chill: Veronica Heather

Big Hero Six: Mati Spence, Masuyo Smith

Bleach: Chikako Aizen, Hotaru Kurosaki, Halcyon Boosalis

Buckaroo Banzai: Sage Spence

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Isolabella Dawson

Cats & Dogs: Aurora Lee Phantasm

Chainsaw Man: Moe Nagamine

Channel Awesome: Avalon SexehTwilight Mary Sue, The Black Widow

Charlie the Unicorn: Jenniffer the Pegasus

Cowboy Bebop: Hazel Prince

Cyberpunk 2077: Himiko Otomo, Vidya "V" Zenith

Danganronpa: Sumire "Owlyn Srebrenka" Hino

Deadly Premonition: Absinthe Maidstone Stonewall MacShakeit, Abigail Maidstone

Death Note: Katherine "K" Kilgore, Melusine "Meruko" Badeaux, Sora Kurohoshi, Jezebel Blackheart, Mitsune Sakura

Devil May Cry: Beatrice Lacrimae, Lavinia Sparda-Amata

Devilman: Astraroth "Astra"

Digimon: Hana Otogi

Disastrous Life of Saiki K: Moemi Saiki

Dragon Age: Coriander Tabris, Craig Cousland, Dove Surana, Lieselotte Brosca, Princess Aeducan, Lovewave Lavellan

Dragon Ball: Remin, Unshiu

Earth Girls Are Easy: Andromevak "Andy"

Eltingville Club: Seraphim "Sera" Herrera

Fallout: None, Nothing

Fate: Cosette Everild-LaAnimus, Delphine Everlid-LaAnimus

Final Fantasy: Jehfa Fakthu

Fire Emblem: Briar, Delshad, Dreamer, Euphemia, Florian Gloucester, Historia, Marguerite Ciar, Primrose Gloucester, Solanine, Wander

Free!: Akira Hanamura

Friday the 13th: Lynn Curtis

Ghostbusters: Aisling Redhead (2016), Aisling Redhead (1986)

Goosebumps: Rosalind "RL" Greene

Gorillaz: Clotilda Culpepper

Grand Budapest Hotel: Cvetka Kovacs

Gundam: Atlus Darkwater, Nnyley Romantica

Halloween: Alice Linklater, Bijou Hart, Brianna Willow-Winters, Dolores Orth, Jason Lee Cranston, Lynn Curtis, Moon n Stars Morris

Harry Potter (All created when I was in middle and high school. This was before JK Rowling shat her diaper. I do not condone Joanne and her hateful bullshit and just wanted to share OCs I made as a kid.) : Akemi Akiyama, Cassandra Finnegan, Harmony Dumbledore, Jaycelynn "Jacky" Lavgine, Kendra Pepper

Independence Day: RL Stineler

Inuyasha: Aihime, Kiki (2004), Kiki Shiina, Usagi Hinode

Jennifer's Body: Christie Fatt Cox

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Fiori Stelline, Jonah Joestar-Angelakos, Kanon "Eileen Diamandis" Shiina, Otome Tanaka, Passion Angelakos, Sakuro Gackt-Myers, Stephanie McCormick

Jujutsu Kaisen: Chidori "Chitose" Iori

Jurassic Park: Anna Rose Morgan, Gillian Mayham, Jen Morris, Joy Tootoosis, JT Malcolm, Marina Malcolm, and Miharu Hamano

Kingdom Hearts: Kitana, Nerissa

Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou: Dazzle Kovacs

The Lorax: Cipher, Avalon and Story

Mario: Princess Velvet

Marvel: Allie N Blumsford, Genesis, Jamie Johnson, Jocasta "Cipher" Macbeth, Makelsolakveder, Zelda Kirkness

Mass Effect: Adette Shepard

Metalocalypse: Maiko "Manko Kechaman" Roberts

Mortal Kombat: Amaya, Emberlynn Augus, Feather Dance, Stryker's Dad, Kandace Stryker, Laytanya Moore, Marina "Monsoon", Kirke

My Hero Academia: Rin Amamiya, Kirameki Sarashina, Youmu Yumemite

Naruto: Akiko Haruno, Asuka Hatake, Hoshiyo Kanmuri, Kazuma Hanamori, Subaru Kanmuri

The Office: Cam Keeper

One Punch Man: Sumika Nagisa

Ouran High School Host Club: Bunko Matsushima, Ryunosuke Kanagawa

The Outsiders: Josephine "Joey" Wiehler, Serenity "SW" Wiehler, Sincerity Travis

Passengers: Dr. Galaxy Pepper

Persona: Jun Adachi, Junya Daidara, Marina, Momoka Mishima, Minako Iori, Sayaka Sakamoto, Stephanie McCormick, Tomoko Nakajima, Hamuko Arisato, Minako Arisato, Rin Amamiya, Yuka Narukami

Pokemon: Amanda, Altreis, Catalina, Dolores "Lolita-chan", Emilia, Isobel "Izzy", Galan, Gabrielle, Gelato, Medee, Muffy, Paloma, Pycal, Tila, Twinkle, Wasabon

Power Rangers: Emi Johnson, Dawn "Milky" Garson, Jacintha Cranson-Park, Lady Johnson, Lady Johnson (2017), Octavia Clearwater, Serena Ryder, Tamsin "Tami" Oliver, Thomas "Tommy" Oliver, Wednesday Neckoway, Yumeko Takahara, Ashton Redhead, Derek Ng, Jaiden Lawliet, Lux Cranston, Morgan Valentine, Nicholas DuBois, Scout Park, Saintan

Rance: Aellae, Ashelotte, Desu, Cosmia

Resident Evil: Ianthe Hawke

Rise of the Guardians: Eros

Riverdale: Winona "Sodapop" Bighetty

Sonic: Blossom, Purple, Jeff, Mango, Mist

SPY x Family: Lyubov

Stardew Valley: Stella

Star Wars: Hiak Ray "Talarth"

Steven Universe: Imperial Topaz, Nokomis Queens

Stranger Things: Heather Ranger

Street Fighter: Neroli

Sugar Sugar Rune: Akiko Sakura, Cerise Incroyable, Sugar Graves

Tezuka: Daiya Mondo, Melody Serendipity

Tokyo Ghoul: Teruko Yumemiya

Touken Ranbu: Kanon Tachibana, Momoe Tachibana, Tokiko Minami

Transformers: Carly Rae Jepsentron

Twin Peaks: Eden Hill

Until Dawn: Moon n Stars Morris, Rosario Hicks

View Askewniverse: Artoo "Ari" Hicks, Alyce Linklater, Bijou "Rhapsody" Hart, Jaycelynne "Squall" Thiffault, Nova Phoenix

Voltron Legendary Defender: Forever, Harper Thiffault

XIN: Myth

YuGiOh: Aikako Hisahama, Airi Sarahi, Hitomi Nakajima, Hotaru Tenjouin, Jason Trudeau, Jaycelynn Trudeau, Kairi Sarahi, Masuyo Tachibana, Momoe Yukimura, Naomi Sarahi, Ringo Hinagiku, Raven Sarahi

YuGiOh GX: Ai Yuki, Aika Hana, Anais Kuroda, Anastasia Rosseau, Emi Jounouchi, Hitomi Nakajima (GX), Jaycelynn Rosseau, Kaori Tenjouin, Katsuro Jounouchi, Marina Mikan, Naomi, Soul Yagami, Yuudai Yuki, Kaori Torimaki, Koden Saotome, Moira Tenjouin

YuGiOh 5Ds: Barbie O'Neil

YuGiOh ARC V: Shinju Sawatari

Zack and Miri Make a Porno: Pepper Culpepper

Crossovers: Jaycelynn Yuki, Aqua Marine, Desu

In History, Maybe - A coming-of-age story starring Hazel Nylan and her on-again-off-again girlfriend, Stephanie McCormick just trying to make it in the third biggest “city” in Manitoba.

Hazel Nylan , Stephanie McCormick

Nobody of the Luck - A fantasy-isekai story about depressed popular boy getting sucked into a fantasy themed eroge called Nobody of the Luck and saving the world by accident.

Tristan Stark, Aellae, Freya

Fractured Faerie Tales - Tristan is sucked into yet another eroge, this time its fairy tale themed.

Tristan, Cendrillion

RandoRanger - A team of spandex technicolour clad heroes are here to defeat the hentai tentacle monsters!

Masuyo Kusanagi, Ryota Matsuda

Starry Starry Night - Akiko Valentina constantly wished that she’d take that advice to heart for once in her life. Growing up, it seemed like every wish she’d make would come true. Life should’ve been a breeze… and it was for a while. Her family had won the lottery a few years ago, along with her mother’s seaweed gin distillery taking off which brought the Valentina Family even more fortune. Classes would be cancelled, boys asked her to the dance, her favourite TV shows would suddenly be back even when they were cancelled whenever she seemed to will it. Though, like a bad 90s kids horror series, there was always a cruel twist at the end.

Now living alone in the penthouse apartment her now dead family’s fortune got her, Akiko spends her free time overindulging herself in luxury, to distract herself from the dark. Things had gotten stale after two years of spoiling herself rotten.

“I wish something would happen in my boring life.”

One night, she’s approached by a stranger on the way home from partying…

Amber “Akiko” Valentina, Akira Angelus, Blair Princeton, Charles Broadmoor, Cheyenne Princeton, Fafnir, Gaylene, Kirk Grimme, Nyarou, Thorn

Fairy Ring - A small town on the border of southern Manitoba that hides some magical secrets.

Antigone, “Kisecawchuck”, Dorothy, Carly, David Young, Abigail Maidstone

Roseburough - A city with a dark past–its first settlers were a group of cultist for a demon of lust–that has a proclivity for less than pure activities.

Amelie, Anita Wood, Aurora, Circe, Dani Michaels, Daniel Michaels, Eitaro Satou, Emiri Satou, Genesis “Genni” Jones, Joey Spence

Eidolons and Eudaemonia -Eudaimonia is a world where each country worships a particular element. Each country has a temple and a candle that must be lit at all times to prevent a calamity. Its said that the candles represent hope, the one thing that kept ‘humanity’ going after the first calamity. Every few centuries, new candles must be created and infused with magic and blessings from each country before being placed in the temples and lit. It’s a ritual that has been carried on long before the formation of the Church of the Star Bringer, which eventually took control of candle duties. 

Team Disatisfaction: Anita, Arlis, Milk, Opal, Rubia, Vesta, The Artist

Lovewave

The Demon Lords: Lovena

Kuroi

Mizuka

Magical Flower Maidens: Anemone, Cassiane, Ione, Renthe, Sayuri, Zinnia

Tristan's Party: Tristan, Akihime, Plum and Peaches.

Story-less OCs:

Stephanie "Desu" McCormick, Stephen "Boku" McCormick, Aisling McCormick

Rhubarb

Mermaid Squad: Arctic, Sea Bunny, Goffik

[arvonoon]

I like you, have this unorganised list of character names I’ve accumulated

Moxxi

Crash

Warden

Fawn

Samuel

Mack

Lacey

Georgia

Clarissa

Fredrick

Bonnie

Chime

Florence

Gregory

Kyler

Quincy

Paula

Emmet

Jack

Larry

Victor

Liam

Henry

Kich

Tambre

Eurypterid

Blithe

Jubilant/Jubilee

Barchan

Argent

Billow

Zephyr

Axel

Lyle

Leif

Ace

Grey

Alizarin

Arylide

Bleu

Sienna

Umber

Carmine

Carnelian

Celeste

Celadon

Cordovan

Crimson

Fuchsia

Cairo

Otto

Briggs

Colby

Rocco

Rory

Brielle

Emery

Oaklee

Vienna

Frankie

Aubriella

Clementine

Charli

Piper

Saffron

Cleo

Luz

Clover

Delphinium

Dogwood

Filbert

Hollyhock

Hyacinth

Magnolia

Mimosas

Mugwort

Mallow

Nosegay

Orchid

Cattleya

Osmunda

Ophir

Phlox

Rhododendron

Wisteria

Zinnia

Agate

Malachite

Topaz

Onyx

January

April

May

June

August

Jasper

Rosaline

Tourmaline

Lotte

Camibeth

Lillian

Parsley

Belliana

Moonbow

Bush

Zippy

Wyrd

Amaranth

Amberjack

Oribi

Joyce

Wilby

Leto

Jett

Dahlia

Harriet

Hilda

Loretta

Maude

Molly

Phoebe

Rook

Mallard

Auk

Kagu

Cashew

Yale

Yara

Sunny

Yvonne

Yoland

Yonder

Zora

Zaire

Zuri

Nifty

Breezy

Finicky

Gaud

Ampersand

Yogh

Wynn

Ethel

Hoosier

Jamie

Kaira

Fox

Hale

Orla

Rielle

Raine

Sabrina

Indigo

Axton

North

Augury

Alchemy

Sanguine

Florid

Chroma

Saffron

Ochre

Sepia

Tawny

Henna

Ecru

Lichen

Plumose

Beryl

Fir

Conifer

Creek

Rivulet

Bourn

Rill

Spate

Monsoon

Sleet

Sirocco

Graupel

Morass

Jovian

Presley

Clint

Helge

Reggie

Rosine

Cyrus

Bowie

Atlas

Phoebe

Hannah

Aster

Sirius

Leo

Jupiter

Neptune

Kara

Prima

Freyr

Freyja

Vili

Ymir

Ananke

Erebus

Gaea/Gaia

Theia

Arete

Bia

Corus

Zelos

Angelos

Charon

Hecate

Arke

Addax

Alk

Hemlock

Belladonna

Agave

Chervil

Laurelf

Verbena

Gazania

Amaranth

Holly

Snapdragon

Alyssum

Dicentra

Clarkia

Clematis

Bob

Rome

Chester

Arien

Granger

Yarrow

Eranthus

Aconite

Snowgum

Josephine

Aria

Adele

Agatha

Juno

Livvy

Marissa

Nerida

Noelle

Pandora

Simone

Wren

Verity

Georgina

Roxanne

Camille

Addison

Vince

Kei

Erin

Drew

Dakota

Morgan

Marley

Kingsley

Salem

Parker

Darrian

Vireo

Ocelot

Maxton

Raleigh

Zyrille

Pangea

Narah

Enzo

Aubade

Aureate

Kalon

Paralian

Serein

Mycelium

Reishi

Agarikon

Godfrey

Hughes

Rolfe

Keld

Howe

Mell

Liard

Lockram

Nacre

Nim

Nisus

Nivial

Nyala

Ingle

Inkhorn

Iridal

Iroko

Ixora

Rach

Rorulent

Russet

Genevieve

Urushiol

Cullet

Herman

Regent

Towser

Joyce

Gail

Dale

Goldie

Mildred

Irene

Leroy

Marian

Alvin

Milton

Leona

Roland

Leslie

Loretta

Hattie

Lottie

Vivian

Vera

Vance

Sloane

Elkhorn

Caligo

Achlys

Cecilia
Mila

Rufus

Cassia

Marius

Canigula

Lutrine

Astaroth

Arcturus

Cygnus

Cetus
Baxter

Correa

Marianna

Daphne

Ciar
Myra

Reuben

Rhoda

Manuel

Lori

Beverly

Colby

Elias

Brody

Colton
Mulberry
Myrrh

Myrtle

Holm

Valonia

Aleppo

Corsican

Leuke

Rhodon

Karya

Datura

Petra
Enoch

Ada

Adelaide

Edith
Argent
Iain

Maskrey

Alston

Bingley

[daytimedrinkingdiary]

More Morocco.

It’s 4 weeks since we left Marrakech and headed to the seaside town of Essaouira on the Atlantic coast.

The road trip to Essaouira - with J&J and their children - was a great start to our time by the sea. Once we left the busy Marrakech roads the landscape emptied. To our left were the Atlas Mountains, visible only as distant hills on the horizon. Our driver stopped at a roadside stall where lamps, woven goods and ceramics - many made on-site - were sold. I am entranced by the Moroccan aesthetic with its bright colours, artisanship and practicality. Consequently I left with a bit more stuff to pack.

Our second stop was for lunch and comfort breaks. We pulled into a petrol station which also housed a cafe. Behind the facade was an oasis, surrounded by seating in the Berber fashion, lots of different birds in cages, an ostrich (!) and a horse. There seemed to be a lot of people working at the station including three impeccably dressed young men, all operating the single cash register.

The third stop was at a cooperative, run entirely by women, producing Argan oil and the many derivative products. Argan oil has provided many Moroccan women with a path out of poverty as the processes involved with harvesting and production are primarily women’s business.

The landscape changed as we approached Essaouira, undulating and with the scrubby growth common to so many seaside locations around the world. We were deposited outside the walls of the medina and our luggage (and the kids) were taken by cart to our riad. Essaouira has very sensibly banned motorcycles within the medina, unlike Marrakech where there are motorbikes and cars in the very narrow streets. Consequently Essaouira is quieter and very pedestrian friendly. Every street and lane has so much to look at with the beautiful doorways common to Moroccan homes and businesses.

G made his way, almost immediately, to the beach returning with a report that the water was very cold, a real shock after the Meditteranean!

More soon…..

Photo credits: Me, George, Jason & Josephine

[thechaosmuses]

Below the cut you'll find a list of my MCU muses along with their face claims (more info about each oc muse will be up soon but if you have any questions in the meantime don't be afraid to pm me, I have info on Google Docs for all of them.)

Total Muses; 39 Newest Member; Celeste LivingstonAdded; 5/15/23

Sterling Atlas Ward... portrayed by Ian Somerhalder Kailee Elizabeth Holtz... portrayed by Megan Fox (villain and hero verse) Joaquin Miguel Torres... portrayed by Danny Ramirez Peter Django Maximoff... portrayed by Evan Peters Pietro Django Maximoff... portrayed by Aaron Taylor-Johnson Wanda Marya Maximoff... portrayed by Elizabeth Olsen Camelia Waverly Maximoff... portrayed by Danielle Rose Russell James Buchanan Barnes... portrayed by Sebastian Stan Kaleb Jonas Barnes... portrayed by Logan Lerman Steven Grant Rogers... portrayed by Chris Evans (note: i have both pre-serum and super soldier steve) Maxine Josephine Rogers... portrayed by Kathyrn Newton Michelle Julia Jones-Watson... portrayed by Zendaya Coleman Peter Benjamin Parker... portrayed by Tom Holland Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy... portrayed by Emma Stone Peter Benjamin Parker... portrayed by Andrew Garfield Jonathan Spencer Storm... portrayed by Chris Evans Melody Elizabeth Young... portrayed by Sabrina Carpenter Kate Bishop... portrayed by Hailee Steinfeld Natalia Alianovna Romanova... portrayed by Scarlett Johansson Yelena Fyodorovna Belova... portrayed by Florence Pugh Anastasia Sloane Lenkov... portrayed by Holland Roden Wren Nika Volkov... portrayed by Josephine Langford Wynter Nadia Volkov... portrayed by Lili Reinhart Brunnhilde Valkyrie... portrayed by Tessa Thompson Loki Laufeyson... portrayed by Tom Hiddleston Cordelia Ara Odinsdottir... portrayed by Ashley Benson Amora Delphine Brantley... portrayed by Leighton Meester Celeste Juliet Livingston... portrayed by Brenda Song

Crossover/Genderbent Muses

Nikolai Nathaniel Novak... portrayed by Daniel Sharman (tvdu to mcu) Charmeine Ayla Hanlon... portrayed by Zendaya Coleman (spn to mcu) Kaiden Edward Holtz... portrayed by Ian Somerhalder (genderbent kailee) Petria Delilah Maximoff... portrayed by Alexandra Daddario (genderbent pietro) Stephanie Grace Rogers... portrayed by Dove Cameron (genderbent steve) Jamie Belladonna Barnes... portrayed by Kaya Scodelario (genderbent bucky) Samantha Trinity Wilson... portrayed by Gabrielle Union (genderbent sam) Theodosia Audra Odinsdottir... portrayed by Rachel Taylor (genderbent thor) Lady Loki Laufeyson... portrayed by Katie McGrath (genderbent loki) Calder Ace Odinson... portrayed by Chad Micheal Murray (genderbent cordelia)

[dominimoonbeam]

A sneak peek into my writer brain/project lists! And a sneak peek at some of the upcoming stories in some of the series. <3 <3

List!

Everton Series - Contemporary Romances

Doors. Noelle/Levi - published

With a Halo. Kelly/Bennet - published

Don't Touch My Stuff. August/Aurelio - published

Irene/Connie - plotting

Pearl/Noah - plotting

Honest Liars - Mobster Romances

Don't Run. Adi/Ezra/Freya - in progress, available on patreon

Don't Fall.

Don't Confess.

Don't Leave.

Defying Gravity Series - Sci Fi Romances

Found Between Stars. Josephine/Atlas - published

Cosmic Dust. Ghazi/Amaya/Tetsu - published

Stargazing Underground. Verona/Iris - published

To The Edge. Stardust/Cosmic - writing / posting on patreon

Galaxies Lost. June/Khan/Mehdi - outlined

Starlight and Oranges. - written

House of Teeth Series - Modern Fantasy Romances

Ruby and the Wolf. Ruby/Liang - short story. published

Bite to Bruise. Wren/Ever - editing, available on patreon

Hyacinth in the Garden. Aravi/Hyacinth - short story. Coming soon!

Bite to Break. Sunny/Micah

Blood in the Heartlands. Wicker/Ebelt

Those are the official, active series... And then there's the plethora of other stories I have stacked up around me...

I have three loosely outlined fantasy world books. One is somehow a murder mystery comedy, the other is just drama drama drama, and the third is intensely fantasy world building.

There's a series of greek god books (because what writer doesn't? i just really want to kill Zeus...) the first of which is partially written and about a primordial ocean goddess shacking up with a demigod on adventure. It's violent and brutal and sooooo romantic and I can't wait.

As you may know, I recently starting outlining a western romance because I was reading one and got frustrated.

Then there are the audio scripts... I've got about four of them in the works right now including the finale to the Adventures of Stardust and Cosmic.

And I have... counting... four? fanfic AUs going? Band AU, Coffee shop AU, College AU, Amnesia AU, Tattoo shop AU, and the Camelopardilliam fic!! Okay, that's six fics.

So... should I be adding the western romance to this roster? No, definitely not. Is it still going to be quietly outlined and stuffed into the files? Yes. Of course it is.

[clavicuss-vile]

My Dragon Age OCs

finally an actual list;

ORIGINS - Ara'kian Surana - Hero of Ferelden - He/They | City Elf | Circle Mage | Maleficar Spirit Healer | Former Warden-Commander of Ferelden | Leader of the Mage Rebellion | ♡ Zevran

Nymanar Vella Ilsasireia Sabrae - Warden of the Fifth Blight - He/Him | Dalish Elf | Grey Warden | Archer Rogue | Victim of the Blight | ♡ Lucas

Cywren Tabris - Veteran of the Fifth Blight - He/Him | City Elf | Dual-Wield Rogue | ♡ Alistair

Lucas Amell - Veteran of the Fifth Blight - He/They | Half Elf | Circle Mage | Apostate Maleficar | ♡ Nymanar

Na'ava Escarrà Asturia - Veteran of the Fifth Blight, Princess-Consort of Ferelden - She/Her | Half Elf | Circle Mage | Princess of Rivain | Former Chancellor of Ferelden | ✖ Leliana | ♡ Anora

Xenhia "Kestrel" Aronhalaan Tirashan'Tillahnnen - Veteran of the Fifth Blight - She/They | Dalish Elf | Circle Mage | Shapeshifter | ♡ Morrigan

Emilie Howe (née Cousland) - Arlessa of Amaranthine, Bann of Cannock's Coast - She/Her | Human | Archer Rogue | ♡ Nathaniel

EXODUS (II) - Solace Hawke - Champion of Kirkwall - He/Him | Human | Apostate | Former Commander of the Mage Rebellion | ♡ Fenris (briefly Anders and Isabela)

Marian Hawke - Solace's Twin - She/Her | Human | Apostate taken to The Gallows | Dies in Act 2 | ♡ Isabela briefly

Lucas Amell (he's back) - Runaway Apostate - He/They | Half Elf | Apostate Maleficar | Dual-Wield Rogue | 4th Amell Child | ♡ Anders (briefly Fenris and Isabela)

Faust Amell - Circle Mage -> Pirate - They/She | Half Elf | Circle Mage | 2nd Amell Child | Escapes in The Last Straw | ♡ Isabela (post-game)

Our-Lady's-Mercy "Kit" Amell - Circle Mage -> Pirate - They/She | Half Elf | Born in Circle | Marian's daughter

THE LAST COURT - Anthonette de Serault - The Shame of Serault - She/Her | Human | Apostate | Former Marquise of Serault | Abomination

Séraphin de Serault - Marquis of Serault - He/Him | Human | Apostate | The Scholar | ♡ Wayward Bard

Anaïs de Serault - The Huntress - She/Her | Human | Archer Rogue | ♡ Smiling Guildmistress

INQUISITION - Atlas Mahariel Alerion Sabrae Seraphys - Inquisitor - He/Him | Dalish Elf | Rift Mage | Grey Warden Deserter | First (later Keeper) of Clan Seraphys | ♡ Tamlen (married <3)

Arë'veia Isa'Cinnanain Seraphys - Inquistor - She/Her | Dalish Elf | Greatsword Warrior | Daughter of Keeper Dola'rosa | ✖ Solas

Aurélie Montilyet (née Trevelyan) - Inquisitor - She/Her | Human | Knight-Enchanter | Escaped Tevinter Slave | Escaped Circle Mage | ♡ Elia (rip), Josephine

Aeneas Rutherford-Trevelyan (née Trevelyan) - Agent of the Inquisition - He/Him | Human | Dual-Wield Rogue | Templar Deserter | ♡ Cullen

Revalin Amell - Agent of the Inquisition - He/They | Half Elf | Apostate | Herbalist | ✖ Oskar | ♡ Dorian

DREADWOLF - Asra Aemaris-Ilonveil Seraphys - The Traveller - They/Them | Wood Elf | Mage | Migrant from Tamriel | Taken in by Clan Seraphys | Triplet Sibling of Rhaeneryia and Arabella | ♡ ???

Sorren "Rook" Surana - Protagonist - He/They | Half Elf | Sword & Shield Mage | Ara'kian's Child | ♡ ???

Lenaya "Sparrow" Surana - Teyrna of Gwaren - She/They | Half Elf | Archer Rogue | Twin of Sorren | Leader of the Night Elves | Chancellor of Ferelden | ♡ Eirian

Eirian Surana (née Cousland) - Teyrna of Gwaren - She/Her | Half Elf | Archer Rogue | Daughter of Fergus | Former Lady-in-Waiting of Princess Rosemary | Leader of the Gwaren Wyvern Knights | ♡ Lenaya

Rythian Mac Tir - Crown Prince of Ferelden - He/Him | Human | Warrior | Son of Anora | Betrothed to Rosemary | ♡ Kieran, Rosemary

Rosemary Mac Tir (née Howe) - Princess of Ferelden - She/Her | Human | Daughter of Emilie and Nathaniel | ♡ Rythian

[taysdorothea13]

here’s my list, it’s really really basic and most of them have (subtle?) references to things i’m into! The names in the parentheses are the middle names i would use with them

Girl

- Amelia (rhode)

- Amélie

-Aspen

-Aura

-Ava

-Ayla

- Bellamy

- Blaire

- Blake

- Brooklyn (kennedy)

- Brynn

- Camden

- Celeste

- Charlotte

- Chloé

- Clara

- Clementine

- Delilah

- Dorothea

- Ella

- Emerald

-Giselle

- Gracie/Grace

- Harper

- Inez

- Isla

- Ivory

- Ivy

-Julianna (james)

- Juliette

- Kaia

- Kennedy

-Liliana (wren)

- London

- Luna

- Mabel

-Malia

- Nicolette

- Noel

- Nova

- Olivia

- Penelope

- Sage (riley)

- Scarlett

- Summer

- Taylor

- Thea

- Veronica

- Violette/Violet

- Willow

- Wrenley

- Wyatt

Boy

- Archer

- Aspen

- Atlas

- August

- Avery

- Bennett

- Bentley

- Blake

- Camden

- Everett

- Grayson

- Maddox

- Navy

- Oakley

- Oliver

- Rhodes

- Spencer

-Jack (blues)

-🌷

no because some of these names are like my all time favorites. ive had a baby name list since i was probably like eleven! let me show some of my current favorites! (i love names, some of them i personally wouldn't use but i think they're so pretty so they're on my list anyways for potential middle names) also very clearly i have trouble finding boy names i like because there's literally two that i dont entirely hate

GIRLS

Charlotte (Charli)

Collins

Ellie

Indie

Josephine (Josie/Jo)

Juniper (June)

Monroe (Rosie)

Navy

Olivia (Via)

Vivienne

BOYS

Bennett

Rome

[resonette]

aloe, amaryllis, anemone

(  a flower in the garden.  )   accepting. @wintryrevaerie

aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?     seren's story is a story about grief. it's a story about what love is, and how it repeatedly affects people over and over until grief changes them, if one doesn't accept it. through each of her lives, seren has either lost someone she loved or been lost in the process, most ending with her own death, and in her current life, she's lost her family twice over to reasons she doesn't understand and never will. her current state (from chapter 8 onward) involves trying to figure out who did this to josephine and caleb, unaware that the latter is still apparently alive and kicking, and in the interim, balance the emotions of everyone around her while her body quite literally changes (since in chapter 9 it's stated that her heart fully integrates with the aether core now that she's resonated with the piece of it in the n109 zone; there's a meta incoming about that). all of that to say, she doesn't handle it well despite handling it frequently: the seren of the current timeline has thrown herself into her work, distracting herself rather than letting herself process her grief because she's afraid that if she does process it, caleb and josephine will be gone forever. grief is love perservering, and she loves so much all the time that it is sickening, to the point where she is abandoning her own needs in favor of those around her.

amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ?   how do they express that pride ?     seren is very much so a confident woman, and it takes a lot to make her doubt herself in her abilities, or in things where there is evidence of success. she knows she's a badass hunter because there's record to prove it. she knows she's a good gardener, because there are sprouts and blooms all over her apartment. she knows she is all of these things and owns up to it, often stating of her own skill and rarely shying away from compliments. seren doesn't need praise / her love language is not words of affirmation, but she appreciates, genuinely, everything her peers and loved ones have to say to her. pride isn't necessarily her deadly sin, but she's confident -- sometimes too overconfident.

anemone :   how does your muse view the world ;   as a cruel   &   unforgiving place ,   a land full of wonders ,   or something in - between ?  where does that world view come from   (   what experiences ,   life lessons ,   etc .   ) ?    the world is not kind to seren, nor has it been to any of her previous reincarnations; how could they, when astra calls for her death over and over and over again?  i think despite this, seren's view of the world switches back and forth from something she can't handle (in a very 'atlas' sort of way, as if to say she thinks she can't hold anything else that the world might throw at her) to something that she adores and wants to remain a part of, depending on the circumstances. i know for certain in the months following josephine's death, seren was begging for the world to take her too, but after chapter 8, and after sylus has sort of given her a second chance at life in a way, she's beginning to lean more towards the notion that life is actually okay. despite suffering from her depression and her ptsd for sure, i think that being surrounded by those she loves and love her in return helps. she used to be a very happy girl growing up - caleb and her other classroom peers would find that despite her medical issues, she was always happy to smile because she felt as though she had to remain optimistic to have a happy ending. these days, due to the things that have happened to her in her adulthood and continue to happen to her in her adulthood, she's very cynical of the world. in her public-facing hunter persona, she's very optimisitic, but behind closed doors, i think she wonders how much more cruelty the world has to offer.

[traegics]

[ Josephine Langford | she/her] A new face takes refuge under Dark Skies. SKYLA FAIRLIGHT, an 23 year old FAIRY, is one of those from the PRESENT learning to navigate this changed world. People say behind their back that they’re DETACHED but the truth is that they’re really BUBBLY. Their style can best be described as FLOWER SHOPS, CUPCAKES, AND SUNDRESSES, and we’ll see how that helps them fit in. ( Sushi )

BASICS

Name: Skyla Anastasia Fairlight Nicknames/Alias: Sky Face Claim: Josephine Langford Age: 21 Gender: Female Sexuality: Heterosexual Date of Birth: February 15th Currently: New Orleans, LA Species: Fairy Occupation: Owner of TBD bakery

PERSONALITY

Positives/Virtues/Skills: Botany Flower Arrangement Water bending Earth bending Air bending Flaws/Weaknesses: Naive Detached Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

RELATIONSHIPS

Parents: Aether Fairlight † (Father) Amphitrite Fairlight † (Mother) Siblings: Unnamed Fairlight † (Older Brother) Unnamed Fairlight (Older Brother) Children:N/A Other family:N/A Spouse:N/A Current Partner: Jesse Kenner (Fiance) Ex-Partners:N/A Boss/Employer:TBD Co-Workers:TBD Friends: Blossom Bellerose Georgie Kenner Haven Kenner Enemies: TBD

HISTORY

Skyla was born to two loving and doting parents and the youngest of 4. Her father was an air fairy and her mother an earth and water fairy. She grew up in a hollow of faries on the outskirts of New Orleans. It wasn't until she was 13 that her life was turned upside down. While on vacation, Skyla's parents were killed by who, the fairy has still yet to figure out. She spent most of her teen years moving from foster home to foster home. When Skyla finally aged out of the system, she returned to her hollow in search of her older brother who had already aged out of the system, only to find the hollow deserted. Atlas and her twin sister stuck together through all of the twists and turns life has thrown at them. She's been searching desperately for her older brother or even any sign of the fairies from her old hollow to no avail. She refuses to stop looking wanting nothing more than to connect with her older brother and her people. Skyla came into her powers pretty early on, though her parents and brothers always reiterated for her to not be so open with her abilities, reminding her that not everyone could be trusted. She came into her Earth abilities first soon after followed by air and water. While her strong suit is most definitely Earth, Skyla truly loves being able to get in touch with each of her elements and hopes to one day even discover fire.

[campagnecoast]

Previously

Asian fcs.

FearedStreet: Dian Sastro

ToBeBarbs: Roseanne Park

80seoulvibe: Roseanne Park

projectantinomy: Roseanne Park

CrackedCookies: Jennie Kim

BratzDarl: Jennie Kim

Heartunnel: Jennie Kim

MemoriesInStage: Jennie Kim

StartWithFriend: Jennie Kim

BooksofOurs: Jennie Kim

Theunnoticed: Jennie Kim

RetourBurner: Myoui Mina

catcafetaria: Chiquita

SevenInLoop: Lalisa Manoban

lettredeamour: Song Zia

J3_3llybish: Meenoi

OurPinkTape: Chaerin Lee

HopefulMessage: Bae Sumin

Western fcs.

Lethalrebels: Taylor Swift

WRNOTSTRANGERS 003: Taylor Swift

SweetNeighbours: Taylor Swift

WashiMachi: Taylor Swift

AtLoveSickest: Taylor Swift

SocietyofPapers: Sadie Sink

Queenslads: Lola Tung

LifeInPieces: Robert Downey Jr

AtMaranello 001: Charlotte Sine

KSilhoutte: Charlotte Sine

TheNoirLens: Natalia Dyer

NYC99TH: Kiernan Shipka

TheNormalFolk: Lucas Bravo

Herzstopper: Sydney weeney

LondonAthleti: Lily Muni He

TheLottoChateau: Alex Albon

Cinepoeme: Kennedy Walsh

Principeople: Kennedy Walsh

e_the_realm: Jessie Mei Li

AtMaranello 002: Susie Wolff

Amourestivo: Josephine Langford

Aerumnoisy: Joanna Kuchta

Lol1nFive5: Alexandra Saint Mleux

Cinemalgia: Emma Stone

Giggleties: Victoria de Angelis

PrestigePass: Bill Skarsgard

Fortitudence: Theo James

SweetzFlash: PinkPantheress

HeartIandHaven: Kali Uchis

711Michigan: AnneAtMCGN

@Aaaancur2an: Max Verstappen

Duniacupang: Max Verstappen

Fortitudence: Rudy Grazziani

Lovelessvals: Chappell Roan

Fictional fcs.

soulensade: Léa Seydoux

Coloratoera: Ryomen Sukuna

taleofdisney: BOOOtales

MCUNlVERSE 001: PepperMVU

Valdelobos: ResidentJims

SeaOfVoyage: PiratieElena

THEIAMFORCE: Amy Dunne

ReviverRealm: Regina George

SerafinaTales: Benjamin Wallace

FlameOfValyria: Cersei Lannister

Caretakers.

StereoMidnights: James (Jake Gyllenhaal)

LegallyStarring: Elle Woods (Reese W)

Lakesbox: Augustine (Gracie Abrams)

Aboveoridinary: Atlas (Minsik)

Starthelude: Ego (Bella Hadid)

Loversoulse: Miss Americana (Taylor Swift)

5FirstLetters: Lara Jean (Lana Condor)

PageofDiaries: Dorothea Rosewood (Ryujin)

StarringLand: Mia Dolan (Emma Stone)

HatredSummer: Isabel Conklin (Lola Tung)

BrickableYork: Betty (Sabrina)

Loveratrope: Liz Buxbaum (Kennedy)

AtMaranello: Coach Lissie (Lissie)

Filesof500: Smith (faceless)

DistrictsRevolt: Lucy Gray & Katniss Everdeen

Goofygroves: Jack (Hozier)

505ROMCOMS: Jenna Rink (Jennifer G)

fedmisery: Camden (G-Eazy)

ErasToure: Augustine (Gracie)

Scrooddles: Dominique (Bella Swan)

Dr3am_0ut_l0ud: Cara (Emma D'Arcy)

MidwestPunkClub: Thorn (Chappell)

trumanscript: Miranda (Olivia Cooke)

DressToRebels: Roxanne (Gabbriette)

MessyFunkies: Leon (Elijah Hewson)

Blond87Site: Tyrell (Frank Ocean)

Wwerdprojects: Wayne (Park Chanyeol)

[felixissterling]

Writing Challenge: Day One

Assassin x Pirate

Author's Note: Well, I guess this is what happens when I write during midnight? Sorry if this short story sounds sort of stupid, I was sleepy. (read the second note if you've finished the story or dni'd this lol)

Word Count: 5113 words

(Includes smut in the end)

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★⋆★⋆★

A Mission Failed Yet Again

“Good morning, ma’am, how can I help you on this fine day?” James asked with a welcoming smile. The woman who had walked in did not return the same smile. Viola nudged James and whispered, “It’s the duchess, you idiot.” Viola and James both stood up immediately and bowed. Viola asked the duchess, “In what manner may we assist the duchess on this exquisite day, young duchess of Greencoast?” James snickered quietly and refrained from laughing.

The duchess looked unimpressed, she said to Viola: “You’re the best assassin on this continent.”

Viola nodded and she answered with the same exaggerated posh in her tone as she did before, “That is I, young duchess of Greencoast. I am the best on this side of the world, and it is not in any way self proclaimed.”

Duchess Josephine Irdina eyed Viola Amelia Comb from the tip of her hair and the tips of her feet. “I would like to employ you to assassinate a certain man who had wronged me.”

“Of course, young duchess or Greencast. Please state his name, the pay, and when you’d like him dead by.”

“Atlas Cruise Castor. Captain Atlas Cruise Castor of the Golden Pirates. He’s stolen from not only my possessions, but my heart as well. He;s run off with it and I want it back.”

“If he has your heart, then how are you…?” James asked with an eyebrow raised.

“I’ve fallen in love with him, you fool,” the duchess huffed, “He made me fall in love with him so that I wouldn’t mind him roaming around my mansions and staying the night. It was all a ploy and I am now broken-hearted. I want him dead because of that.”

“Ah, of course, young duchess of Greencoast. He shall be assassinated before…?”

“I want him dead in two days. He’ll be coming over to Greencoast just to set his homebase here.”

“That is much too quick of a deadline—”

“The pay is one million.”

“Accepted.”

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“Pass the Spectra,” Viola ordered, her slender right hand expectantly held out and her left hand was coiled into a fist as she punched the man who had attacked her.

Placing the purple and black pistol into the hands of the strong woman, James did as he was told, he asked with a perplexed tone: “You’re going to blast them to their deaths? Wouldn’t it be a tad bit too loud?”

“I’m not a spy sent out on a stealth mission, James. I’m a notorious assassin known for her brutal killings,” Viola chuckled. She checked if the pistol was empty before adjusting the jacket she stole from a previous lover. “There’ll be more of them anyway, I wouldn’t want to shoot them all one by one — it’s too tedious.”

“I suppose so,” James replied with a slight bow, “Whatever you wish, mistress.” Viola snickered. It was typical of James to kiss her feet, so much so that she’d always wondered if it was because of him possibly being afraid of her shooting him to his death if he disobeyed.

With a burst of cackling from a large fellow, an army of toothy and mostly muscly pirates jumped onto the dock from deck. Overhead from atop the magnanimous ship’s crow’s nest stood a figure of exquisite clothing and large hat. “The captain,” Viola guessed with a murmur, squinting her eyes at the figure in hopes of seeing it clearer.

She was interrupted from a sword thrown to her by a pirate, only missing by an inch or so from her head. Viola rolled to a clear area of the dock after she shot the pirate with her pistol with a huff. The shot killed three other pirates around the target at once from the small explosion that erupted from the pistol’s metal bullet. Viola laughed from the silence that escaped from the other pirates, “Who’s ready to GET BLOWN UP!”

Short after shot, explosion after explosion, small groups of pirates fell at a time.  Their bodies fell with loud thuds that rocked the dock, sending small waves that sneaked atop the dock and wetting the shoes of Viola Comb. “Ugh, absolutely vile,” Viola groaned.

Blinded by her disgust from her wet shoes, her pistol was yanked from her with a brute force by a pirate twice as large as her. With a menacing glare that could’ve disintegrated Viola’s soul if she stared into his eyes for too long. Viola slowly stepped back as he slowly stomped towards her till only one step behind her was the water. “Hey, mate, look, I can’t swim, okay? So let’s figure something out. James— James! Do something.”

She groaned when she realised that James was pinned down and flirting with a female pirate who knocked him out cold. “Look, we can figure something out, okay? I’m sorry I killed all your good friends and comrades and colleagues or whatever. I truly apologise.”

The pirate snooped down till his face was inches from Viola’s face. “No one would accept an apology as bad as yours,” he chuckled. His smile curled into a sinister grin, his hands raised up to push her off, and—

“Enough.”

A sword’s blade separated Viola and the pirate, and a pistol pointed at the pirate’s head. Viola turned to face the sword-wielder and pistol-bearer, but all colour in Viola’s face drained when she saw who it was. The unmistakable face of Captain Atlas Castor stood before her. The man, although young in his mid-20s, was notorious for his killings and his thefts. It was he and his crew who slaughtered many others for power and treasure. It was he whose hand held magical artefacts known to be the cause of death of thousands of civilians. The larger his crew grew, the more his name spread as the most dangerous pirate alive.

“Retreat!” the captain ordered. The crew obliged with a synchronised bow that sent a shiver down Viola’s spine. The blade inched closer to Viola’s face, and he threatened “Don’t try a thing.” It was until the crew was aboard the ship when the captain opened his mouth once more:

“Comb. Viola Amelia Comb. The infamous assassin, I believe? Oh, I’ve heard of you,” he said quietly with a rasp in his soft voice. Viola had expected a much more strong-sounding voice to leave the mouth of a vicious pirate like him, but she supposed that genes wouldn’t always correspond with life. The man wasn’t haughty and vile-looking as she’d expected. He was a man with handsome features that Viola couldn’t help but feel a fiery feeling engulfing her heart when she saw him. “You dare lead half of my crew to their disappointing deaths?”

“What’s disappointing, hm?” Viola snickered, “The cause of death or how they fought back?”

“Both, but mostly how you killed them,” the captain stepped closer to Viola, he returned the sword to its place and handed the pistol to Viola — which was when Viola realised that the pistol had belonged to her. “It’s not everyday that my opponent is not defeated. Though I must say, you almost were defeated anyway. So I consider that another victory to my name. Say, as a reward, you will be a guest aboard the Golden Snake?” The captain nodded his head to his ship.

“Who’d want to be on the same boat as someone cocky as you?” Viola replied.

The captain only chuckled, “I’m not as cocky as you’d think.”

“You would definitely rub your ‘victory’ in my face.”

“Hm. I don’t think I would. Come on, just an hour or two? It’s rare for me to ever talk to anyone, anyway. And I’m quite interested in your little assassin thing going on.”

“Why?”

“Think of it as mere curiosity, my dear lady. Come, join me.”

I suppose it would be fine if I put up a friendly face to see how things could go, Viola thought.

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“This is rather suspicious,” Viola commented. She was sitting on a comfortable armchair with a cup of tea in her hands. She eyed the captain curiously as she spoke. “What exactly is the point of this?”

“A little bonding session, obviously,” the captain answered, not taking his eyes off the newspaper. “Gerald, get a tray of biscuits, will you?”

“I can’t help but think that this puts me in a vulnerable position, hm? You could attack me at any second, maybe even poison my drink…” Viola felt the colour leave her face once again. She looked at her cup of tea with anguish when the realisation dawned over her.

“Have that thought just occurred to you? You have much more of a thick skull than I thought. How are you just thinking about the possible threats right this very second?!” the captain exclaimed, clearly surprised from Viola’s remark.

“I’m… sorry…?”

“You better be sorry, alright. Sorry for yourself. You’re glad I’m not the type to poison someone’s food or drink or play tricks. I prefer direct bloodshed to start a fight. You’re glad I don’t want to kill you.”

“You don’t?”

The man looked at her incredulously, “Seriously, woman. Relax. I want to know about your assassin thing.”

“I don’t get your obsession.”

The pirate named Gerald placed the tray of biscuits on the table, “Ever thought of a possibility that the captain li—”

“Gerald,” the captain warned, nostrils flaring and hand gripping his teacup. He cleared his throat before continuing, “Where-ever did your manners go? Don’t interrupt a conversation you are not a part of unless prompted to. ”

“Yessir,” then Gerald turned to Viola with a snicker before walking away, “You should see what he hangs on his bedroom walls and what and who he draws in his sketching books.”

“Gerald, expect no more but a week in the chambers after this,” the captain snapped.

“What did he mean?” Viola raised an eyebrow. The captain’s cheeks turned a tinge pink, “Nothing much, he just likes to embarrass me. Now, er, where were we? Ah yes, do tell me about yourself.”

“Er, okay. So you know that I’m a famous assassin and my name. Which is pretty much how you can sum me up. I grew up along the shores of Greencoast with my parents and one younger sister. At the age of 18, I was kicked out of home due to my partaking in robberies. My parents were disappointed. I then started taking up assassinations in order to survive, and because I enjoyed doing it, I continued to do it. Until now. That’s all, I suppose.”

“So you’ve been an assassin for seven years now.”

“Yes. Wait— you know my age?” Viola frowned.

The captain looked away awkwardly, he was not at all a subtle creature by any means, “Er… a lot— many know this, I believe. It’s a, er, common knowledge if you’re invested with the assassin trade.”

Viola felt a weird feeling rise up her chest, she drew a sharp breath before replying. “Oh. I see. So, captain, what about you?”

“Please — call me Atlas. So you know quite well that I’m the famous Atlas Castor known for his successful fights and thefts. I grew up near your town. It was the quiet town of Amenad. It was at the ripe young age of 15 when I ran from home in hopes to pursue my dreams of becoming the greatest pirate in the world. I guess the dream came true.”

Soon the awkwardness between the two washed off, and hours passed as they talked like old friends who hadn’t met for a long time. It was only until midnight when Viola noticed the time. “Oh god, has it really been five hours? I must go. I am so sorry for staying for so long.”

“No, no, I don’t mind at all. But surely you won’t leave at such a time. It’s dark outside.”

“I’m not scared of the dark, I’ll manage,” Viola shrugged.

“Maybe— maybe you could stay for longer?” Atlas asked sheepishly.

Viola stared at him, “I thank you for your hospitality but—”

“Please do.”

Viola bit her lip, but agreed in the end.

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She was in the guest room. It was a cosy place — a comfortable bed slightly too big for her, an untouched wooden desk and chair, a corner dedicated to a small collection of books and a cushion to sit on, and a soft material carpeted the floor. She was still sceptical of this hospitality and kept her beloved Spectra tucked underneath her soft pillow.

What felt like an hour had passed, but Viola’s eyes didn’t ever shut for her to succumb into a sleep. With a groan she sat up and rubbed her eyes. She could feel the drowsiness trying to wrench her back into bed, but Viola knew that she wouldn’t be falling asleep anytime soon. It was typical of her to lay in bed for hours before finally sleeping no matter how sleepy she was.

Viola tied her hair into a bun as she looked for her boots by the doorframe in the dark. After a successful search, she reached for her jacket and made her way out onto the moonlight deck. The ship was spacious with only barrels, crates and nets to add any signs of inhabitant. She looked around — a large elaborately-detailed wheel was set at the wheelhouse, ropes hung about loosely that Viola nearly got tangled into them, in the crow's nest nestled a tall man that seemed to be staring into the distance.

Atlas, Viola realised. She grabbed a rope ladder that was rocking slowly but hesitated joining the captain. Perhaps he wants some alone time, Viola thought. She abandoned the thought of joining him and instead went over to the side of the deck and leaned against the wooden railing. She looked into the distance with a sigh. White and blue light made the small, cascading waves that barely rocked the ship glow an eerie light blue, contradicting the dock that seemed to rock up and down. Viola chuckled — the fight earlier that afternoon must’ve weakened the dock so much so that most of the pillars holding it up had broken. A thought occurred to Viola: would she fall off the rocking dock if she tried going back home? Viola shivered, she wouldn’t want to drown in the water.

“Are you cold?” a voice stinged the quiet air from behind her. Viola reached for the pistol attached to her belt as she turned with her heart nearly exploding from the sudden question. She immediately relaxed when she was met face to face with the charming captain. He giggled, “You should’ve seen your face — you looked as if you had seen a ghost.”

“Shut up,” Viola groaned whilst rolling her eyes and turning back to her original position. “You didn’t answer my question,” Atlas stood beside her as he stared at her expectantly.

“I am not cold,” she answered, “Well— maybe slightly.”

Atlas chuckled as he said quietly, “It is a rather cold night, is it not? I love it when it is so, it’s much easier for me to think clearly. I’m not wearing my usual jacket tonight, though, or I would’ve offered it to you to replace your flimsy one.”

“It is not flimsy! It’s made of a high quality material and it is not in any way a fragile piece of clothing.”

“Well then… I suppose it’s… thin?” Atlas grinned. “D’you want me to get my jacket for you? I’m used to the chill, but I don’t think you are.”

“Don’t bother, I don’t want to trouble you,” Viola huffed. Atlas smiled, “Mmhm, whatever you say. Are you leaving tomorrow?”

“Of course I am. I was a guest as a reward, no? I’m only staying for the night because you convinced me to. Why?”

“What?”

“Why did you let me stay the night? I’m a danger, I was just attacking you hours ago.”

“I dunno, just consider it as hospitality, I suppose.”

“Oh.”

The two stood in silence as they thought of how to continue the conversation. It took a few minutes for Viola to notice that Atlas had been staring at her. She felt something snap inside of her, was he expecting her to continue the conversation?

Viola finally said something to release the two from the prison known as awkward silence: “Y’know, I think I should leave now.”

“Leave where? The guest room, or…?”

“Home. I’m going home. There isn’t any use for me to stay here any longer, I’ve decided. This is rather silly. I’ll go get James.”

Atlas bit his lip, but respected her wishes, “If you say so… I’ll go get James for you.”

It didn’t take long for Atlas to come back with a sleepy James by his side. “Do you want me to accompany you?” Atlas asked.

Viola politely declined, “No, thank you for the offer, Atlas. I’ll see you soon, hopefully? I can’t wait to wipe out the rest of your crew.” She grinned widely.

Atlas returned the grin, “Don’t expect victory, Viola. I’ll be sure to maintain my streak of winning.”

Viola walked away with a laugh, and to her utmost relief she realised the dock hadn’t been rocking — it was all her imagination and the dock was as strong as ever. “Er, miss?” James started.

“Yes, James?”

“Weren’t we supposed to assassinate the captain and his crew?” James sheepishly asked.

Viola groaned, “Uuuuuuuuuuugh, you’re right. Does that mean we failed the mission?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“We’re not getting paid for this are we?”

“Even if we do, maybe a quarter of the pay for killing half the crew?”

“Well, I can work with that.”

“What about me?”

“You’ve been as useless as ever, James. But you will still receive some pay because you did do something anyway.”

“Oh.”

Viola walked with a burning feeling in her chest. For some reason, she couldn’t help but look back to the ship multiple times before getting her head to focus on possibly retrying the mission. She could try now, especially since Atlas could be in a vulnerable position, but she was just too tired.

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“I WANT THE MAN DEAD!” Josephine roared. The slender woman huffed and pierced Viola with only her eyes. “I’m sorry, okay—” Viola attempted to apologise and calm the woman down, but it only made her more furious. “You had one job, ONE JOB!” Josephine stomped about and looked as if she could pull her hair out.

“Why’re you so pressed, anyway? We can just try again,” James said calmly.

“Atlas Cruise Castor stole treasure boxes upon treasure boxes full of gold and money from me. ME! The duchess of Greencoast! He’s got a lot of nerves coming back here. I want him to pay for his crimes—”

“Okay. relax, we’ll try again,” Viola shrugged, “Captain Atlas and his crew are unbeatable, they’ve only surrendered and retreated once, and that was years ago.”

“You’re the best assassin on this entire continent. You’ve defeated groups upon groups of bandits and crews upon crews of pirates by yourself and with the help of your friend here. You’re on the same level as Castor.”

“Give me another week, and I’ll bring you his head, trust me.”

Viola and James walked out with a quarter of what should have been their full pay if they had succeeded. “Do you think you can do it?” James asked.

“I dunno. I’m not as determined to kill him as I was then.”

“He’s stolen your heart as well?” James snickered. Viola snapped, “Shut up, James.”

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“Are you sure about this, James?” Viola asked. She was sceptical about the location. “Of course I am,” James replied, “I got some information from the lands dealer that Mr Captain Atlas Castor is looking for a mansion to stay in to settle down in inbetween explorations. He’s making this town into his homebase, remember? That’s why we’re here. Don’t doubt me.”

“Uh-huh, like the time you made us go all the way to the Indian Subcontinent saying that our target was on a holiday there when in actuality—”

“That was probably the only mistake I’ve actually made.”

“Whatever you say.”

“Don’t be smug. You make more mistakes than I. The last time you tried killing the guy, you ended up having tea with him. You had the perfect chance to assassinate him but you were gushed by his talking about your near-victory and what-not. Don’t do it again this time.”

“And you were flirting with a pirate.”

“To try and get out of a situation! I was pinned down by pirates twice my size!”

“Okay, okay, whatever. Now shut up. Look,” Viola pointed to the ornate wooden double doors. Atlas Castor stepped in with an amazed face. He chuckled and said to who Viola suspected was his right-hand man, “Tarret, look at this! It looks bigger on the inside.”

“Well you did ask for a mansion the size of your ship, captain,” Tarret said. Tarret seemed to be the opposite of the charming and friendly Atlas. Atlas strided here and there, nodding and agreeing with the placements of the new furniture. “Exactly like I’d like it! Tarret, you’ve outdone yourself.”

“Thank you, captain,” Tarret nodded slightly, following close behind his delighted captain. 

Viola and James decided it best to hide in a fragile-looking cupboard that was actually very sturdy. They planned that after Atlas and his pirates were out of sight, the two would climb outside onto the roof if an ambush seemed too risky.

“I think entering the mansion when we had the chance wasn’t the best idea. We could’ve just ambushed him and the rest from outside.”

“How do you plan to get in? The doors would be locked.”

“It’s an ambush, James, we don’t need to be stealthy.”

“Of course.”

Suddenly Atlas was walking in front of the cabinet. Viola and James didn’t dare to breathe. Soon after came pirate after pirate passing the cabinet a million times to explore the mansion.  “It’s going to be a long wait,” Viola sighed, “Let’s hope they don’t open the cabinet.”

It didn’t take long for the blue sunny day to turn into a cascading ombre of dark oranges, and faster for these oranges to turn into a dark blue that shadowed the quiet town of Greencoast. Viola and James stepped out of the cabinet after being sure that the pirates were all in their rooms. They had now decided that Viola should just assassinate the captain, and then assassinate the rest.

The two partners in crime sneaked through the hallways until they reached a room that they had determined to be Atlas’s room when they themselves had explored the mansion. Viola put an ear to the door and ordered James to go explore or hide. “I’ll go in, I think he’s asleep — it’s silent.”

“What if he’s actually awake?”

“I’ll just shoot him, he’s not ready for this.”

Viola opened the door, and to her relief it did not creak at all. Even through the darkness that was lit by a little bit of moonlight, Viola could make out a long lump on Atlas’s bed. She tiptoed to the lump and pointed the pistol at what she thought was Atlas’s head. She breathed in and her finger tapped on the trigger. She couldn’t bring herself to shooting the man — not after she had bonded with him after a five hour chat.

She’d never had a bond like that with any of her targets but she had to resist her hesitation. She took a deep breath, and—

“Pathetic,” a soft voice whispered from behind her. In a swift movement Viola was restrained from shooting with her gun by a large hand that grabbed her hand that was holding the gun, the other large hand found its way to Viola’s back as she was bent backwards, where she found herself reaching for the man’s waist as some form of support from falling. Ah, that was just a lump of fabric, wasn’t it? Viola thought.

“What are we, dancing?” Viola snickered. Atlas's white teeth shone in the moonlight as he grinned, “We could be.”

“You think I’d dance with you? You’re my target.”

“You’re going to fail this time anyway, relax.”

“Ouch.”

“You know I’m right.”

“Yeah, I think so too.”

“Wait, what?” Atlas blinked in confusion.

Viola snickered and tried yanking the pistol back into her possession, only to be met with a bad result, “Agh, I thought I got you there.”

“You almost did,” Atlas laughed. He in turn yanked the pistol away from Violet and threw it away into a corner of the room. “So what’re you going to do now, Viola? Enlighten me with your wonderful assassin plans.”

“I don’t know, I’m in a powerless situation, aren’t I? I admit it,” Viola shrugged. Atlas chuckled, “One thing I’ve gathered from our chat three days ago: you don’t like to admit that you’ve lost.”

“I don’t, do I?” Viola giggled. Atlas grinned, “What are you planning, Viola Comb? Do enlighten me, I’d like to know.”

“I can call James for backup,” Viola shrugged again. What am I doing? Viola thought. She knew she couldn’t do anything now, and James would be mincemeat if he was to fight Atlas. Against anyone, really.

“Your friend James? I could crush him like mere paper,” James chuckled, sending a shiver down Viola’s spine. In silence James moved a hand down Viola’s waist and another through the back of her hair. His eyes shone a hint of desperation and longing and he wouldn’t look away. Viola froze, unsure of what to do. Should she act hostile or should she continue her friendly facade? Her instincts agreed with the latter. She inched her face closer to Atlas’s as her own hands made their way over his shoulders. “Whatever are you planning to do, Atlas Castor?”

“Things enemies shouldn’t be doing, Viola Comb.” Atlas pushed her softly onto his bed with a grunt. His lips pressed hard against hers. He’s desperate, Viola realised. One of his hands cupped Viola’s right cheek, and she felt as if flame was burning it. Strangely, Viola liked it. She liked the kiss. She parted her lips slightly, allowing Atlas to take an opportunity to reach for Viola’s tongue with his. Their tongues twisted and touched each other’s and Viola couldn’t help but press harder into Atlas’s lips, not letting him let go of the kiss.

“Desperate aren’t you, Viola?” Atlas finally broke the kiss by pinning Viola’s neck onto the mattress. “Say that for yourself,” Viola retorted as she tried getting up and reaching for Atlas’s lips again. “Say that for the both of us,” Atlas admitted. With his free hand he slowly unbuttoned Viola’s jacket and took it off her.

“Need help with the shirt?” Viola snickered. Atlas let go of her neck and in a split second she had him pinned down by sitting on him. She Took her shirt and undergarments off in a flash before once again going in for a kiss. “But this position is painful, darling,” Atlas whimpered.

“For you it is,” Viola chuckled, earning herself once again being pinned by the man and her pants and the rest of her undergarments forcefully taken off. Viola groaned, “Ugh, I had you then.”

“You think I’d let you sit on top of me like that?”

“Don’t mind that, how is it fair that I’m the only naked one?”

“It’s not my fault you’re easy.”

“Get those clothes off and pleasure me with all your might, I’ve had enough of this back and forth,” Viola ordered. I’m not supposed to be enjoying this, what am I doing? she thought.

“As you wish, darling.”

Viola couldn’t really see what the man was doing in the dark, but she soon realised he was undressed when she felt the tip of his dick grazing against her leg. “I don’t want this night to finish so quickly, y’know. You won’t mind if I delayed half your request, no?”

“Wha—” Viola started to ask, then stopped in surprise when she felt the cold tongue of Atlas Castor brush against her labia. She felt the fiery feeling return to her — it wasn’t the desperation she was feeling, so what was it? The feeling spiralled in her stomach and it even lingered around her vulva. It only started feeling like flames when Atlas started vigorously pressing and licking her clitoris. Viola let a soft moan escape her mouth — she grabbed Atlas’s head and she couldn’t help but tense her legs. Her head flicked up as she couldn’t help but increase the frequency of her moaning. Atlas quickened his pace until he was able to determine Viola’s sensitive spot based on how loud she would moan. She could feel herself excreting some sort of liquid while Atlas licked it all up.

“You know how to start exploring someone, don’t you?”

“I suppose I do,” Atlas stopped for a moment to answer, but he never resumed. Viola raised her head to look at him, and with a tinge of annoyance she said, “Why’d you stop? I was already starting to get wet.”

Her question was answered when Atlas moved up to insert the tip of his dick into an opening. With an overwhelmed feeling, Viola quickly said, “W-wait— Atlas—”

Atlas choked Viola from above her as he thrusted into her vagina roughly. The fiery feeling burst into fireworks and flames throughout her entire body and Viola couldn’t help but raise her legs in response and moan loudly.

“A-Atlas— that was way too sudden,” Viola muttered in-between moans. Atlas only grinned as he continued to thrust into her roughly over and over again, coaxing what seemed to be a million soft moans slipping out of Viola’s moans. “D’you think you could go faster or is that too hard for you?” Viola snickered.

“Is becoming a challenger your way of showing dominance? Make it your weakness, honestly,” Atlas groaned as he quickened his pace. His body moved against Viola’s, only making her fiery situation worse. She couldn’t even breathe from what she considered unnecessary choking, but she liked it. She was glad he did it, somehow. She groaned internally, she refused this was happening.

She was paid to assassinate the man who was pleasing her more than her past lovers, not whatever this is.

As if reading her mind, Atlas snickered as he tried teasing her in-between pants, “Still want to kill me, darling? Or do you want me to live so we could do this again tomorrow night?”

Viola scoffed as she moaned, “I want to kill you more than before.”

“Hm, sexy,” Atlas grinned as Viola felt a warm liquid being excreted into her.

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Author's Note 2: Well I think that fucking sucked. I'll just consider this as a smut exercise lmao, I apologise to whoever actually read this thing. I think I should just stick to fluff with no smut, just some cheesy stuff idk

The lesson learnt and note to self: don't write while you're sleepy

Day One: Assassin x Pirate -- Completed!

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