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raythekiller · 8 months ago

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I love the masky nsfw alphabet It riled up my imagination.. soo can i request for a hoodie one?? Thank youu

🗒꒰⸝⸝₊ NSFW ALPHABET ❛ ✧

Featuring: Hoodie/Brian

# Notes: its that time of the year again where i make 1 post and disappear for the next seven months <3 also DAYUM new post format?? (also also theres a new toby drawing on the way stay tuned)

A - AFTERCARE

Surprisingly soft. Wants to hold you close and maybe take a shower together. Don't get things twisted though - it's so he can keep feeling your body against his instead of to comfort you. Call it possessiveness or an ego stroke, maybe.

B - BODY PART

Thighs man through and through. Thigh highs drive him up-the-wall insane. Will also just absentmindedly knead them if you're sitting next to him, especially if you're wearing shorts or a skirt/dress.

C - CUM

Oh he likes it messy. Just enjoys having his cum on you in general - backshots, face, dripping from you after he came inside, you name it.

D - DIRTY SECRET

None. He has no shame and is very open about what he likes.

E - EXPERIENCE

Not as much as you might expect, given his demeanour. Don't get me wrong, it's still a lot, but he makes it seem like he worked as a pornstar for a few years with sheer cockiness.

F - FAVORITE POSITION

If you ask him, he'll say "all of them". But if you put a gun to his head and tell him to choose, he'll settle for doggy. Just loves grabbing your hips and ass while he's pounding into you.

G - GOOFY

He doesn't exactly make jokes, but his teasing might be a bit funny at times. He doesn't mind making things more silly or lighthearted as long as you still cum at the end of it.

H - HAIR

Usually clean-shaven, but he might get a bit lazy with it occasionally. Always at least well trimmed though.

I - INTIMACY

Usually adapts to what you like best. If you just want to get your brains fucked out and keep romance out of it, he'll happily do it. If you like something more tender with lots of "I love you"s, he doesn't complain about it either.

J - JACK OFF

A lot. This guy has crazy stamina (we'll talk about that later), I'd say maybe five times per week or so.

K - KINK

A lot but mainly: CORRUPTION!! I've said it before and I'll say it again he wants to bring the worst out of you. If you're a virgin, he wants go be your first. If you're not, he wants to see just how wild things can get when he pushes you a little.

L - LOCATION

Literally anywhere. He is a fan of semi-public sex, though. In the woods, living room of the manor when (you think) there's no one else home, in a busted alleyway, you name it.

M - MOTIVATION

Oh it's very easy to turn him on. Here's a huge one though: when you take iniciative. He's used to being the one starting shit. When YOU do it, though? When you make it clear you want him to wreck you? Fucking hot.

N - NO

Very short but obvious list: anything to do with piss, shit or vomit. Other than that, I think he's pretty open. Not even averse to being submissive every now and then.

O - ORAL

HELL YEAH BABY! Giving, receiving, whatever, he doesn't care. His mouth isn't just good for talking shit — he knows how to use that tongue. When he's getting head, though? He looks so pretty — head thrown back, moaning and whimpering with a grin on his face. Might buck his hips into your mouth for giggles (and because you sound hot choking on him).

P - PACE

Again, he'll go for whatever gets you off. If you like it rough and fast, he's in. If you prefer slow and sensual, that's also hot.

Q - QUICKIE

Biggest quickie fan in the manor. He just can't help himself most of the time and he doesn't really try to, either. If his horny, you best bet he knows how to get you horny as well and things just go from there.

R - RISK

Loves experimenting and finding new ways to make you moan. Doesn't mind getting a bit freakier every now and then.

S - STAMINA

Jesus christ what are they feeding this man. Y'know when guys are like "I'm gonna fuck you all night long" and stop after two rounds max? This motherfucker is serious about it.

T - TOYS

I don't think he'd go out of his way to buy them, but if you already have them you best believe he's using it to his advantage. Big fan of vibrators.

U - UNFAIR

This guy is MEAN. He doesn't make you wait for too long before fucking you but just those few minutes feel like an eternity with the atrocities he's whispering in your ear.

V - VOLUME

LOUD. He moans, groans, whines, whimpers, you name it. Not ashamed to make some noise and LOVES if you're loud as well.

W - WILD CARD

Likes having his hair pulled— WHO SAID THAT???

X - X-RAY

7.4 inches, cut. Not too thick, just the right girth.

Y - YEARNING

Can't go like, a week without having sex or at least jacking off. Homeboy has a lot of steam he needs to let out.

Z - ZZZ

Only god knows how he doesn't pass out immediately after. Chances are you'll fall asleep before him.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #ray.writes #hoodie x reader #hoodie #hoodie headcanons

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somerandomdot · 1 year ago

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Random Nsfw Gortash Headcanons

I know I literally complained about so much Gortash stuff compared to Gale/Wyll but I must I am down bad horrendous for the emo man.

Anywaysss hope you enjoy! Leave suggestions or opinions!!

(Warning this is pretty well dark, it’s Gortash bbg what do you expect fluff? HAH no-)

Jesus fucken Christ I wanna eat this mans eyeballs LOOK AT THEM

Man’s isn’t that much of a kisser, straight up I feel like the most he’d ever do is probably an nose rub or just a one singular sloppy kiss during ‘it’.

He’s not the type to start sex with a flirt, a small move, well probably a small move by a rough grab.

100% he’d just grab and pin himself, he’s a very busy man. He doesn’t have time for the small stuff and the romance- so why not just get to the point yeah?

He mainly only cares about his pleasure, but would focus on yours if he has time- just to see the way you spasm and twitch below him.

If the man does have the time, he’s probably enjoy edging the ever loving shit out of you, and he’s taken time out of his rarely given free time, you better thank him when he finally lets you climax.

I know this man has a thing for eye contact during it, demanding eye contact and just continuing to keep eye contact.

He is very touchy, but not in the loving way in the possessive way, not in the ‘good way’ (if there is a good version of possessiveness) the bad way, the ‘your an object for my pleasure not a person’.

Hands are grabbing at your throat, his fingers tangled in your hair, (grabbing at horns if you have any). Holding your wrist up, or either pushing you down on to any nearby surface.

He’d mostly just be on the receiving end of head, rarely on the giving. Mostly into face fucking with rough thrusts or just grabbing your head and using your mouth as his desired pace or having you do all the work while he watches and degrades you while you use your mouth on him.

Giving head would be the rare, honestly probably only about once a week or when he has that free time. (Edging time mentioned earlier-) When that time does come by his very skilled with his tongue is useful is more ways than manipulating.

Focusing on the sensitive parts that would make your back arch just to overstimulate you for his own enjoyment.

100% this man does not use a safe word.

His favorite position would have to be missionary, legs over his shoulder while his hands are on your neck while he rams into you.

Other favorite I would definitely say is hands and knees in front of a mirror, turning into either him pushing your head down into what we surface your on, or him grabbing you by the hair and your back being pressed against his chest while he forces you to look at the reflection of yourself.

Rough thrusts, purposely slowing down and messing up the rhythm to mess with you, to than harshly thrust into you to hear you yelp and scream.

This man does have a breeding kink, but I feel like it’s more of the ‘claiming’ way and not for reproductive reasons. He does need a heir yes, but with his current life style I feel like he genuinely wouldn’t want a child at the moment.

Degrading to the MAX. But would never praise/degrade you know what I mean, he’d be just mainly ‘mean’- examples - <3 “All you’re good for is a quick fuck to make me cum” - “You have no idea how pathetic you look drooling all over me..” - “You’re so obedient it’s pathetic.”

If he finishes and you don’t, not really his problem and you better not finish yourself off without asking, no point in asking he’s say no 99% of the time.

I feel like this man genuinely wouldn’t care for after care, on himself yes but you’re left to take care of yourself after that. Ask for help, maybe he will, most of the time after you have caught your breath and came down from the ‘event’ he’s already gone.

Hellooo you made it!! I hope you enjoyed, thank you for reading! If you have any suggestions, opinions please let me know, have a good rest of your morning/afternoon/night!!

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #gortash #gortash x reader #Gortash headcanons #bg3 gortash

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obsidiancreates · 7 months ago

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Why Bounce Around To The Same Damn Song (Part 2)

(Part 1) (Henry's parenting gets exposed/Real Psychic Shawn/Protective Lassie Jules and Gus) (1/3)

“Uh-oh.” Shawn looks behind them as Gus pushes The Blueberry as fast as it can go within the legal parameters dictated on the highway signs. “Dude, my dad is following us.”

“So? The sun is shining and the ocean is wet.”

“Yeah, but I can see him scowling from here.”

“Again, the ocean is wet, Shawn.”

“Just, step on it, alright? We haven’t really talked much since the whole… talking with you guys thing. I think Lassie and Jules kinda let loose on him.”

“Really?”

“I had a vision of Jules telling Lassie that she wouldn’t shoot a friend’s father. I don’t think either of us really believed her.”

“Dang. … I mean, I can’t lie, I’ve wanted to give him a piece or two of my mind since then.”

“Yes, I’m very aware. And so is your great-great-great-great grandma, who keeps telling me to tell you to go for it. I kinda wish I’d never unblocked myself from ghosts.”

“It helped you solve our last case in record time.”

“No, that one was faked. Right now I can only see and hear spirits who’re either close to me or close to you.”

“Why close to me?”

“We have a cosmic connection Gus, our souls are literally tied together. If I ever die you’re following me within a week.”

“What?! I will not have my lifeforce tied to yours Shawn, you practically beg the universe to kill you every day!”

“But it won’t.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do. I’m the universe’s most favorite and specialist boy.”

“You, are a grown-ass man.”

“Not to the infinite cosmos, Gus. To it, we’re all little babies, little jelly-like babies.”

“I hate not being able to tell what’s your nonsense and what’s actual supernatural knowledge you possess.”

“But it’s so much fun for me that you can’t! Oh, hang on, vision incoming.” Shawn puts his hand to his head. “You’re stopping for jerk chicken on the way home.”

“You know that’s right.”

“... With Lassie and Jules joining us.” Shawn frowns, and closes his eyes. They move rapidly under his eyelids, replaying and re-examining the vision. “And they’ve got bloody knuckles.”

“What?! What are we walking into?!”

“I-I don’t know! I can’t- it’s just a glimpse. It could just be from a case or something they just got back from.”

“But?”

“What do you mean but?”

“But, that’s your ‘I’m not convinced by my own theory’ face.”

“... The blood looks pretty fresh.”

“Shawn, if we walk into the station and it’s being held up or a criminal gets loose, I will kill you.”

“One week after me, Gus, max.”

“Tsk!”

They park, both keeping low as they tumble out of The Blueberry, just in case- until Henry stalks up behind them.

“What the hell are you two doing?”

“Crrrap.” Shawn stands up straighter and turns, plastering on an innocent smile. “Dad! Here to ah, report some of those seagulls that keep stealing your fries off the porch? Sorry to inform you but, I’m not sure Lassie arrests animals other than squirrels.”

“I’m here about that.” Henry points at Shawn, so close he’s practically pressing Shawn’s nose. “And all the other crap you’ve been pulling lately.”

Shawn’s eyes cross for a second as they take in the point. “You’ll have to be way more specific, Pops.”

“This is getting obsessive, Shawn.” Henry pulls back. “I don’t understand why you feel the need to stalk me-”

“Stalk you?”

“-or anyone else just to prove how good you are-”

“Whoa whoa, Shawn is not stalking anyone.” Gus steps forward, closer to Shawn’s side. “Especially not you.”

“Then how is he coming up with this stuff?” Henry crosses his arms. “And on your last case, you didn’t come by to see me once.”

“Because we didn’t need to,” Shawn says. “Dad, come on, I know I come to you a lot but Gus and I solve cases without your help all the time.”

“Shawn I pride myself on being able to figure out patterns in people’s behaviors.”

“Now that is a real shocker, I had absolutely no idea.”

“And the patterns you follow are the easiest ones. You get a case, you get stuck, you come to me, you solve it.”

“Not every time,” Gus defends again. “Besides, shouldn’t you be happy? We’re bothering you less and solving more cases.”

“Yeah, and I want to know how.” Henry tilts his head up, trying to look at Shawn from above like when Shawn was a child. “Because I’m starting to worry that I need to step in before you do something truly unforgivable in the name of winning.”

Shawn scoffs and looks away, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets. “Look, Dad, I’m sorry if we made you feel left out, or-or snubbed, but I’m not stalking anyone. I’ve been honing some new skills, that’s all.”

“New skills.”

“Why do your questions never sound like questions?”

“Because it’s not a question, Shawn. What skills?”

“Awesome ones.” Shawn finally looks back to meet his father’s eyes. “So awesome that your face can’t even handle them.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“Great! You don’t ask questions and I don’t give answers, we’ve got a solid dynamic here. Let’s move on before it gets stale.” Shawn turns and jogs into the station. Gus lingers a moment, looking over Henry- really looking him over, seeing him through Shawn’s perspective properly for the first time ever.

Neither of them are surprised when Henry follows them into the station.

“Dad, seriously, I’m about to land us a case,” Shawn whisper-hisses as they walk into the bullpen.

“There’s nothing on the police radio about any new cases,” Henry argues.

“I’m not using the radio.”

“So how are you so sure you’re getting a case?”

“Trusting my gut.”

“Shawn, Shawn!” Henry grabs his son by the arm and yanks, making Shawn turn to face him. “I’m being serious, kid. Whatever methods you’re using now are effective, sure, but-”

“But what, Dad, I- you don’t even know what I’m doing!” Shawn feels eyes on the three of them. Great. He lowers his voice. “I promise it’s nothing illegal.” He pauses, and tilts his head. Technically his visions could be considered an invasion of privacy, right? Does being in a room metaphysically count as trespassing? And he did use one flashback vision to get the code to a safe while Gus was busy with something else, so… “More illegal.”

“So what is it?”

Shawn looks into Henry’s eyes… and blinks. Sudden understanding washes over him, the slight irritation giving way to deeper bitterness- and hurt, but on Shawn it just makes him look… normal. Toned-down, withdrawn, normal. “This isn’t about worrying about what I’m doing. It’s just driving you nuts that you can’t figure it out.”

“Yeah, which you were hoping for anyway, with all the flaunting. Congratulations kid, you found a new way to get on my nerves. Now tell me what you’re up to. You don’t have enough money to pay people off for information, you’re barely passable in sneaking or laying low, and you’re not really psy-”

“Shawn, Gus.” Jules walks over, eyes cold as they linger on Henry. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, Jules, it’s fine.” Shawn flashes her a small smile. “Pop-pop here was just begging for me to give him some of my blood for a new hair regrowth regiment. He’ll need to scrub his head with my plasma, everyday, with a follow up pineapple head mask. I was just turning him down.”

“Well, good. We need you both on the case that just came in.” Jules passes Shawn a file, now fully ignoring Henry. “A twenty-five year old but very experienced water sports champion was just found stabbed to death in the back of an abandoned community center construction site.”

Shawn flips through the file, focusing on the pictures. “Abandoned community center?”

“Project ran out of funding, and no-one bought the land after because they found out it was completely ruined with lead deposits.”

“But this report says that a new survey just cleared the land of all health risk concerns.” Gus pulls out the report in question to read it more closely. “The old one was just wrong? What?”

Shawn nods. “Things are definitely fishy, and not just because I can smell my dad from here. And uh…” Shawn’s next thought is interrupted as he hones in on the stab wound in the base of the victim’s neck, and his hand goes to his head. “I am sensing that the wound in the neck was made by a different weapon than the wounds in the chest.”

“Yeah, the neck was done with something circular, like a um, knitting needle-”

“Or pen?”

“Yeah.”

Images flash through Shawn’s mind- too quick to be helpful. He sees a struggle, he sees a blow to the throat with a fist, then with a pen-

He narrows his eyes, playing it over again. When the attacker punches her throat, he reels back when she starts asphyxiating. His hands are shaking when he stabs the pen in.

“He was trying to save her,” he mumbles. “Jules, I think this was an accide-”

“Alright, that’s enough.” Henry snatches the file out of Shawn’s hands. “You don’t have nearly enough information to just call this an accident.”

“He had a vision, clearly.” Jule’s voice is stone-cold. “Carlton! Shawn has something for us!”

Lassiter walks up, his frown deepening. “You’re working with your dad on this?”

“No! No, he just- he followed us in here.”

“Because he’s a control freak,” Gus adds. Shawn looks at him with surprise, and Gus looks a little surprised himself at the sudden boldness.

Lassiter just tenses his mouth and then nods to Shawn.

“I had a vision.” Shawn puts his other hand up to his head now. “The attacker is angry, but not enough to kill. No, no, I see panic! He’s using an old trick, a pen in the throat to help someone breathe, he’s trying to save her!”

“Oh, no.” Shawn spares one glance at Henry, and sees horror. “No.”

“Dad, seriously, I’ll tell you later,” Shawn whispers, nudging Henry away a little. “I think we should start with suspects who cared about he- HEY!”

Henry drags Shawn away into a quiet corner, and Shawn notices out of the corner of his eye that Lassie’s hand twitches towards his jacket for a second. It can’t look that aggressive to someone watching, can it?

“You, are not, psychic,” Henry says firmly as soon as they’re tucked away.

“I never said I was.”

“You don’t have to. That’s what that was just now, wasn’t it? You think you’re actually psychic.”

“Can we please do this later?” Shawn keeps his voice as low as possible. “In case you missed it, I’m kind of on a case right now.” The word ‘case’ is said so quietly that it’s silent, the only sound the shifting of saliva in Shawn’s mouth.

“You’re spouting bullcrap and putting the real detectives on a bad lead,” Henry whispers back.

“Dad, you have to trust me on this!”

“What makes you think you’ve earned enough trust for me to let this happen?! You are not actually psychic, Shawn!”

“What if I was? Huh? If I was and I could prove it, would you let me get back to my job?” He didn’t want to do this, he didn’t want to ever do this, he wanted to just play around and confuse his dad forever-

“Prove it.” Again with the not-questions.

“Prove it, yes. Here, like this- the other day I had a vision of you sitting and watching a show you and Mom used to love and you picked up your phone to text her but deleted it all instead. How about that, does that convince you?”

“Where were you hiding?”

“Nowhere! Dad, seriously, I’ll explain right after this if you just-”

“No! No, Shawn, no, because if this is getting to your head that badly then this needs to end.”

“Wh-” Henry is stalking away back to Gus and the detectives before Shawn can fully process what he means. “Dad!” He jogs to catch up. “Dad, wait-”

“Detectives, I have something to tell you both, out of extreme concern for Shawn’s mental wellbeing.”

Gus scoffs. Jules and Lassie don’t look convinced of Henry’s intentions either. It’s enough to throw him for a second, a second long enough for Shawn to catch up.

Henry looks at Gus, then Jules, then Lassie. “What’s going on here? First I get thrown out of the station, now I’m not taken seriously when I’m worried about my own son?”

“Look Spencer,” Lassies says, looking down at Henry, “To be frank, starting something off with you being concerned about your son’s mental wellbeing isn’t exactly a convincing start.”

Shawn’s eyes widen and he starts making a slicing motion across his neck.

Henry crosses his arms. “And why is that?”

“You’ve never exactly pulled your punches when publicly lambasting him.”

“And you’ve never defended him to me before.” Henry narrows his eyes. “And Guster’s never insulted me like he did earlier.” He turns to Shawn. “What the hell did you say?”

“Nothing,” Shawn says quickly. “Nobody’s saying anything and Gus and I are leaving, and I’ll explain everything to you some other time that’s not right now!”

“No! No, you are not running away from this, tell me what you told them to make them treat me this way.”

“He told us about his training,” Jules says even as Shawn tries to motion for silence again. “And as much as we appreciate the help he’s able to provide to the department because of it, it was… unethical at best.”

“Unethical.”

Shawn tries to pull Gus away.

“Oh come on Spencer, even I know that you can’t do all of that to a child and expect them to have all their screws tightened in place.” Lassiter crosses his arms. “At least when I memorized the Miranda Rights at seven it was because I wanted to.”

“Oh, so he told you everything.” Henry eyes Shawn. “That I trained him to be a detective and he threw it all away to be a psychic.”

“He’s a psychic and a detective,” Jules says firmly.

“No, he’s not.”

“Dad-”

“No, this has gone too far, Shawn. Detectives Shawn is not and never has been psychic, but he’s begun believing his own lie and I’m seriously concerned about his mental state.”

#psych #psychusa #psych usa #psych tv #psych 2006 #psych the show #real psychic shawn spencer #fanfic #my attempts at fanfic

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stoneyweezin · 7 months ago

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when i think of a stereotypical stoner i think of pauly shore in encino man. like saying “don’t tax my gig so hardcore cruster” is my favorite thing in the world so… i present to you stoner!reader being adopted into the party (before argyle of course) and more than likely pissing off all the adults.

𝘋𝘖𝘕𝘛 𝘉𝘌 𝘚𝘜𝘊𝘏 𝘈 𝘚𝘘𝘜𝘈𝘙𝘌

not proofread

mentions of drug usage. reader is of age.

⋆⁺₊⋆☽⋆ ⋆☾⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆☽⋆ ⋆☾⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆☽⋆ ⋆☾⋆⁺₊⋆

first person to catch on to your antics was eddie.

he saw how you were the most functioning high person he’s ever seen.

specifically because his bud would have him pretty chilled out.

it was a dead giveaway after you all had basically fought in an alternate dimension and all you could say was

“these vibes are so grody.”

your tongue sticking out as you fake gagged

on the top side, they had entered the upside down through your closet, surprisingly. billy and steve standing watch, while simultaneously hating each other.

the room smelled like your favorite scent and weed.

steve knowing the smell all to well while it took billy a minute to catch on.

not really liking you or the party but mainly was in it to protect max and also himself from getting possessed again

he mainly didn’t like you because while he was in recovery you told him he looked like “sunshine in a bar”

whatever the hell that meant

but he took it wrong and from that point resented you and your stupid curly hair

speaking of your curly hair… you’d hide joints in it

eddie was jealous he hadn’t thought of it first

mainly picking into your fro hoping you had a spare, which resulted in you two slapping at each others hands like cats in an alleyway

joyce had pulled her humorous moments from you

enjoying how you panicked not so much compared to the rest of the group when things were getting hectic

hopper was sick and tired of you being an absolute ditz at times

you’d look at him with so much confusion when he’d speak, he felt his inner cop wanting out

“ hey hopper, my pal, i get you’re a narc but this is life or death here… i prefer going out with a lil kick in my system yeah?”

he couldn’t stand you and your teenage madness

el had her times where you made her laugh even though she was fighting for her life and others

“hear me out primo, you got some abilities nobody else has. now does that make us useful? not at all but we’ve got heart. we fight, you fight, it’s fair game.”

for some reason pep talks from a person buzzed out their mind was a lot more genuine

it was even once with billy, the brawn, didn’t want anyone to see him panicking about going into the creel house

feeling slight guilt about max being the target after all her trauma…

hence him almost dying

“you freaking out aren’t you?”

“fuck off.”

“hey don’t be so sharp! if it were up to me i’d have you smoked like a chimney but i get you’re struggling buddy.”

your hand would lazily lay on his shoulder as you two sat in front of the creel house

he’d lean into your hand unconsciously but ignoring the look on your face

when the earthquake happened, your house basically fell apart

steve offered you to stay in his house

his parents taking you in with crooked grins because of the fact you were clearly a stoner

it was nights after the earthquake where you’d lay on his floor and talk about everything

“i mean… el is pretty rad. she closed an entire gate to a world just because the chick was pissed creatures were fuckin with her friends.”

steve would nod as he watched you blabber

“if you had powers what would you have?”

your elbows would be at the edge of his bed, eyes gazing into his before his lips would go into a thoughtful flat line

“uh… i don’t know what’s that one power rogue has”

“that chick with the white piece in her hair? so a copycat”

“no not a copycat”

“soooo a copycat.”

you’d fall on the floor giggling at steve trying to save his reasoning

after everything you’d all often help out at the school, sometimes going out and looking for any survivors

obviously you and eddie would catch yourselves sparking up

billy wanting in but once in a blue moon, as well as steve.

#sweezbwritin'#x black reader #stranger things blurb #billy hargrove #steve harrington #eddie munson #jim hopper #joyce byers #stoner!reader

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bonkwosher · 2 years ago

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Gus Fring Jealousy/Possessiveness Headcanons

A/N: Aka Gus dealing with assholes that flirt with you. I'm so absolutely down bad for Gus it's insane. Also, x male reader bc Gus is gayyyyyy.

Contains: Implied age gap relationship, possessiveness, creepy man (Not Gus), jerk, LYLE CONTENT

Pairing(s): Gustavo "Gus" Fring x Reader

I would say let's take it on a "how long have you been dating" basis but Gus is possessive from day one, maybe even before that. He doesn't often have the opportunity to feel jealous, he's much older than you so you two don't really go to parties or clubs. He keeps you in his proximity as often as possible & that wards most off.

He had even gone out & bought you a necklace with his name on it, if he's feeling particularly moody & you aren't wearing it he'll point that out. If you forget to put it on when getting dressed up for a dinner he'll come up behind you & slowly put it on you, looking into your eyes through the mirror that stood in front of you.

Speaking of fancy dinners, that was the first time Gus got jealous. It was your second date & he had invited you to an elegant restaurant. You looked out of place even while wearing a suit. Gus walked briskly up to you & offered you his hand, leading you back to his table. You were a blushing mess.

Everything was fine until a drink appeared at your table, your favorite drink. You noted that & thanked the waiter before they said, "The gentleman over there ordered this for you." Gus looked up to see a man practically drooling over you from the bar. His smile dropped, only returning when you held eye contact with him.

"That's so nice of them, hey, free drink!" You chuckled. 'You're gullible' Gus thought to himself. Thinking the man wanted nothing more than to be nice. He felt his fists clenching, now under the table to hide his anger. Yeah, maybe Gus needs a little longer to process his feelings for you but that doesn't mean someone can waltz in, buy you a drink, & whisk you away before he knows what he wants. On the inside he loves you, he'll deny it because memories of Max will come up, but his heart knows. He tells himself the root of his possessiveness is that he wants to get to know you without other influences.

"What would you like off the menu?" he asked, quickly trying to change the subject. Gus sat in silence as he read through the menu, you pointing out all the things that sounded good. Finally, you found something. The only problem, it was terribly expensive. Your voice went high, "Oh- um, I don't think I'm hungry."

Gus placed his menu on the table, "What do you mean?" You closed the menu & sat back, arms crossed. "I insist that you get something to eat, Y/N. You do know this is my treat right?"

"Are you sure?' You feel almost bad that this man is offering to pay so much for you to eat. "Absolutely. Plus, if some sleazy bar-goer can buy you your favorite drink I have to top that somehow." You pointed out the item on the menu quietly. "Oh! Very good choice," Gus chimed before returning to his own menu.

You guys had a long period of peace right up until you were about to finish your food. The man from the bar had come up to your table, probably a bit buzzed. "Hey there, handsome. I'm about to go but I wanted to get your number." You froze, beginning to stammer out a response. Gus set his utensils down on his plate & wiped his hands on his napkin as you continued to babble. He stood up & faced the man, yeah he was shorter & probably less built, but his cold stare was deadly.

"You should get home before you embarrass yourself any further," Gus spoke, looking directly into the man's eyes. The man felt a shiver but persisted, ignoring Gus, "I have to admit, from the bar you looked amazing but now that I am up close... you are breathtaking." Gus places a firm grip on the man's forearm, forcing your admirer to turn to him. "What is your problem man?" Made Gus' grip tighten, the man let out an "Ow!"

"What do you think you are getting at here, can't you see that he & I are here together? On top of that, he is clearly uninterested! Buying a drink for someone & giving them a rapey look from across the room, get some class! Hitting on a taken man? Clearly, you lack the spine to even close on a relationship so you have to attempt to destroy other's love. I gave you your chance to leave. Take. It. Now."

The man ripped his arm from Gus & put his hands up in surrender before running off. Gus sighed & fixed his coat before sitting back down, "So, are you hungry for dessert?"

Bonus bc I'm amazing /j:

As much as it worried Gus, especially after Hector & Lalo frequented his restaurant, you would visit him sometimes at work. Of course, he didn't voice his concerns because he wanted to wait as long as possible to tell you about his real work, if ever. To attempt to make you stop visiting, he would ignore you as much as he could, using the excuse, "I'm sorry Y/N, I have a lot of work to do."

You would chat with Lyle, getting free food & sitting at the booth with the best view. On breaks, Lyle would sit with you & talk about random things or whatever you wanted to talk about. Surprisingly enough, Lyle didn't worry Gus. You would absentmindedly play with your necklace that had his name on it & Lyle must've gotten the hint at that point.

It wasn't until Lyle's friends showed up to check out his work & the quote "food that's to die for." Lyle's two friends sat with you him once they got their food, a man named Jake took the spot next to you. He said something stupid that made you laugh really hard. At that moment, without anyone noticing, a camera stopped while facing your booth. Gus was watching.

The four of you spoke & you kept laughing. Laughing so much your cheeks & core hurt. Normally, Gus would be swooning, mentally remarking that you were the light of his life. Though knowing it wasn't him that was making you happy struck a cord. It didn't help that the man was your age, your age gap being something that made Gus feel guilty.

As you were telling a story to the boys, a cup was placed in front of you. Your favorite drink. Gus took note of it from your second date, trying to take something good out of that encounter. You looked up to see him with his customer service smile & thanked him. You could tell he was about to ask if the food was good.

"Hey asshole, can't you tell we're talking here? Get me a coke while you're out here giving everyone drinks," Jake took Gus' interjection as a rude interruption, arguably going too far. "Jake, he was just being nice. Why are you so-"

"It doesn't matter, Y/N. This guy is some minimum-wage loser that interrupted my conversation with you. He gets paid to make chicken & serve decent members of society like me!" You couldn't help but smirk to stop yourself from outright laughing in his face. Lyle buried his head in his hands, regretting associating with someone like this (Not like Lyle knew, he's best boy).

You looked back up to Gus who now had his cold, soulless stare. You made eye contact with Jake, "That is my boyfriend, the owner of this whole franchise. Decent member of society my ass." The shock on his face from your statement doubled when Gus grabbed him & dragged him out of the restaurant, throwing him outside.

"Do not show your face in a Los Pollos Hermanos ever again," he spoke before wiping his hands together. He turned to you & grabbed your arm, pulling you into his office. You gave him a big hug, but the fact that he didn't hug back scared you a little. You quietly apologized, "I didn't know he was like that. From the looks of it, Lyle didn't know either."

Gus pulled away & brought his hand to your necklace, staring at it silently while brushing his thumb over the lettering. "Gus, I hope you don't think I was into the guy. I love you, only you."

He looked up at you wordlessly before looking back at the necklace. His mind was churning, fighting back every urge to manipulate you into never talking to another man ever again. He promised himself he'd never hurt you but watching you naively satiate every man's need for your attention drove him mad. His intentions weren't to freak you out with silence, rather to protect from the words he could say.

He knew how to stop himself & you from talking. You rambled on about how you were sorry, "Gus, I promise I didn't mean to-"

"Be quiet." Gus gripped the necklace tightly & pulled you forward into a kiss. You were shocked by how this turned around but can't say you were complaining, you thought just a second ago that Gus was going to break up with you.

It was far, far from that.

#gus fring #gustavo fring x reader #gustavo fring #gus fring x reader #giancarlo #giancarlo esposito #breaking bad #better call saul #male reader #brbabcs #brba fic #silly little gay drug lord

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princess-of-the-corner · 6 months ago

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since I can't find the original post

what's your miraculous atla au?

Yeah a couple of the early posts got kinda lost! But anyway! ml atla au my beloved!

So it's ML in the world of ATLA and it kinda... goes on its' own story arcs? It's not a 1-1 on either plot more just the characters in the environment and things playing out.

Marinette and Adrien share the Avatar role using my Split Avatar AU concept. I used this a few times in other places but short summary: One person has the Elements, one has the Spirit Nonsense. Both have to work together to use their powers and do their job. Sometimes literally as the Avatar State requires synchronization.

Anyway! Marinette has the Bending ability, starting with Waterbending and is from the Northern Water Tribe. Adrien is a non-Bender but has Spirit abilities, and is from the Fire Nation.

Various plots include:

General 'Marinette travels the world to learn the Elements. Gathers the Miracuclass as the new Team Avatar'. Nino and Kim are childhood friends that join her.

Emilie is in some Spirit-induced Coma. Gabriel initially reaches out to Avatar Mari to see if she can help, but she's just learned she is the Avatar and even if they weren't Split her abilities are so new to her. Gabriel starts looking into other routes.

Adrien meets Mari and feels some connection so runs away from home to join Team Avatar. Chloé and Sabrina come with him. Oh also Chloé is princess of the Fire Nation because I fucking can.

Kagami ends up joining because she was originally a bounty hunter sent to bring Adrien and co back home, but she fell for Marinette's charms and taking Adrien back would make her sad. Also she took her mom's dragon, Tatsu for this trip.

Mari and Adrien realize they have some fucky bond and end up needing to research, which leads them to a library(no not that one) where they meet Alya who is down to do research on the Avatar!

The gang runs into Lila who is a conartist, tricking people into thinking she's the Avatar by using her Bending to give an illusion that she's bending multiple elements. While Mari calls her out on this, she recognizes that Lila is a talented as hell Airbender and drags her onto the team. (Lila is getting power of friendshipped whether she likes it or not). Also Lila has a lemur named Bandito!

Alix is a Kyoshi Warrior. I think that speaks for itself!

Brainwash Underground Fight Club!!! this is my favorite side story! Basically Bob Roth had some connections that got him these kinda. Mind control mask things. And he was kidnapping kids with talented bending to compete in an undergroud fight club. Among the victims are Juleka, Rose, Mylene and Ivan. Juleka in particular is a powerful as hell Earthbender who became Champion of the fight ring. Team Avatar gets involved because they meet Luka who was trying to find where Juleka and Rose disappeared to.

They track down where Bob got those masks and they find Max who uh. Well he didn't /intend/ for his invention to be used that way! What he was trying to do was make a way for Spirits to be communicated with on this Realm without needing to have ones own spiritual nonsense. And a prototype was a mask to channel them but was scrapped due to, ya know, possession.

I think there were some other plots but that's it for now

#ml atla au

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marzipanandminutiae · 1 year ago

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man, Last Heir To Blackwood Library is good in many ways, but its protagonist has gotten hit with the Idiot Stick way earlier and more thoroughly than she should have

yeah okay she's being fed upon by a sentient library and she's becoming weak and forgetful, but it seems inconsistent how Herself/Aware she is at any given time. she forgets things but it isn't making her any less intelligent or strong-minded as far as I can tell

they'd better reveal that Arthur has mind control powers later on, because otherwise I can't fathom how Ivy as established at the beginning of the book- and as she continues to seem despite losing time and developing amnesia -would agree to marry his obviously evil ass like a week after meeting him, when they've spent a total of ~6 hours together max

loneliness wouldn't make one THAT desperate in such a short time, not when one has been repeatedly described as "not interested in marrying" by the narration. so I have to conclude that she's either being possessed or she's not very bright

And like don't get me wrong- I'm SO HERE for bad decision queens as protagonists. see also: my favorite movie and Edith "want to climb that clearly questionable baronet like a tree" Cushing. it's just that her bad decisions don't gel with what we see of her character before she starts making them

(I'm hoping the deal with the anchoress and the monk is going to be "there is no monk; the anchoress was perverted into a mad monk over years of telephone games and The PatriarchyTM, and she and Ivy will work together something something triumph of Women What Read Books over men who want to control them" but I'm not optimistic at this point)

#books #the last heir to blackwood library #also the servants must not want to protect the McGuffin Manuscript that badly #or they wouldn't just drop cryptic hints and keep Ivy in the dark until SHE'S ACTIVELY ENGAGED TO THE BAD GUY #AND HAS BROUGHT HIM AND HIS BAD GUYS CLUB INTO THE HOUSE

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cctinsleybaxter · 8 months ago

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Furiosa thots!!! Putting under a readmore since it only just came out and i don't want to dissuade people from going. I find it kinda funny I find it kinda sad (I lowkey hated it but the war rig scene made me go stupid aaaa)

Stuff I liked:

Pacing and sound design. Was really skeptical of the 2+ hour runtime but it went by quick and plotting made sense

Costuming! Any time a practical effect or something textured is onscreen (which is not always. bodes well for the 'stuff i hated' section) is awesome; I don't care if it looks stupid or doesn't make sense it's a pleasure to have in class.

Arm backstory

This car

I went in thinking 'sigh well they're never going to beat robert de niro exploding that helicopter in midnight run' and then the war rig scene happened; I was going crazy!!! I loved it from beginning to end. I actually gasped because I'd noticed the grey mass of cloth being used as a flag at the first encampment and thought 'that's my favorite thing they've shown so far' (i was going to say prop but idk that it was practical); WELCOME BACK GREY CLOTH

Chris Hemsworth was somehow my favorite performance, I felt like he nailed the combination of goofy/ridiculous and scary/threatening

Stuff I didn't like:

George Miller uses bible allegories and imagery like he's the fucking Ultraman guy (Eiji Tsuburaya.) Why make posts about how fascinated you are by 'the japanese' using catholic imagery when we got that egregious crucifixion setup. Australians are culpable.

We don't learn anything about furiosa as a person that can't already be gleaned from Fury Road. I do think this does a pretty admirable job of storytelling for a prequel, we learn about what happened to Furiosa and we (sort of) get the character development that led her to take the wives with her, but I wish it'd been a brand new character's story

I like Anya Taylor-Joy and disagree with people saying this was a miscast because she can't act and is only suited to play models (misogyny takes many forms...), but I do think she's best in roles with a lot of speaking and micro-expressions, so playing a woman who barely speaks or emotes and will later become charlize theron just wasn't it. I'm also legitimately worried about how skinny she is rn

Stuff I hated:

This movie looked like absolute garbage in comparison to the rest of the mad maxes; even the ones I think are irredeemably bad. The combination of whatever frame rate they were using and the CGI was just. Ugh.

Scene transitions (so many fades to black) and montage (specifically thinking about the sped-up footage of them assembling the rig, Furiosa's Lion King dream sequence, and 'the horrors of war') were a hot mess

Framing dementus's anarcho-fascism as worse than immortan joe's regular fascism is such a misstep it casts a shadow over the whole movie. Yeah the hedonist with the working class accent who hates art and is too stupid/selfish to run a territory yadda yadda. It's very Stephen King villain, which would be fine!, but Fury Road had such good politics it just felt tired

You're telling me that a woman who spent her childhood kidnapped and threatened with rape (interesting that said threat only comes from individual extra bad guys btw; both evil men-dominated societies accept slavery and rape but condemn pedophilia) falls for her male coworker and mentor figure. You're telling me this is a compelling relationship between two victims of the same system. You're telling me you filmed it like a YA dystopian romance. You're telling me her backstory is that she showed a guy her most treasured and vulnerable possession, a seed from the fruit she plucked before being taken from eden and losing her innocence, and he bade her keep it by putting his big-ass yaoi hand over hers, and that's what solidified their trust. You're telling me she doesn't once speak to a woman who isn't her mom. Can we die? Can we go to the wasteland?

#3/5 stars i guess- i didn't hate it but there was a lot to hate #everything just kind of cancelled out into 'it was a movie'#csa ment//#films

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dundunny · 10 months ago

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Final Fantasy XVI

Final Fantasy XVI completed, and wow, I think it's my favorite Final Fantasy since IX, and I'm surprised more people aren't talking about it (focusing on VIIR2?). It's not a perfect game and has some glaring flaws, but I haven't had this much fun playing a Final Fantasy in a long time.

I'll start with the issues, and I think number one is the items, which affects the game twofold. First is there's a completely fucked up weapon upgrade system. Literally after I get a shiny new sword, barely an hour later I've gotten another one. It's like Square didn't track when a player should get trying out something new. The second is the rewards for exploration or epic battles don't matter. There are maybe a dozen different upgrade materials in the whole game, most of which you get pretty early on. So I'm literally running around the final area and finding fucking sharp fangs, which I started collecting way back in the beginning when Clive was like fifteen. Yeah, (some) bounties have good drops, but I literally defeated Bahamut and got forty bloody hides, of which I already owned hundreds. None of the accessories felt like game changers either, so opening up treasure chests felt like meh. You need a sort of nice reward for effort. If I'm gonna walk across the map for some distant treasure, it better not be five of what I already have hundreds of. It's annoying because they put so much effort into everything else, so literally hiring one dude whose sole job is this I feel shouldn't've been hard.

Then there are regular battles. Let me say this first: boss battles were amazing and I was completely satisfied with them. But XVI suffered from the same issue as Hogwarts Legacy: too little variation in enemies and you're way overleveled early on. There's no incentive to fight regular enemies on the map because you're not getting much EXP since you're already way over, their drops are pointless like every other item, so they're more or less just an annoyance you avoid. I didn't put any effort in trying basic encounters, and I beat the game one level below max. So what's the point. Given how much effort Square put into the battle system, it's a shame they didn't let me flex my muscles with it more often.

This is a personal preference but I think others would agree: I'm a big environments fiend, and you don't get to explore any of the major cities. Hell, you never see the Iron Kingdom's capital even in a cutscene. The cities are just dungeons, so you're basically there as a continuous fight so you don’t have time to appreciate the surroundings, and when you do everything is in the process of being destroyed or already is. You don’t even get to visit what should be a moderately sized town, Port Isolde, and even Northreach felt like a minor checkpoint before the capital moved. All that's left are small towns or even just hovels. I wonder if they were trying to save resources on environments; Oriflamme looks amazing from the outside, I can't imagine having the render all of that.

That being said, dungeons are following the trend of a linear path with perhaps a quick diversion for treasure. There's no puzzles, no thought (although a good portion of the time the dungeons are mid-battle of a large attack so there isn't time). XVI isn't alone in this; I've noticed most RPGs in recent years don't do the puzzle route as much anymore.

Another minor complaint is at times they would shove the point down the player's throat until it became fantastical. Yes, slavery is bad and people abuse slaves. However, I cannot imagine even in the cotton-picking South some person would purposefully have other people's slaves be killed by a giant wolf. That is someone else's property. Slaves to that extent are safe from others besides the master. Some dude is not going to go out and start murdering slaves randomly because even the law protects the master's possessions. It just doesn't make any sense.

Now onto the good things: pretty much everything else. The plot is solid and feels like Final Fantasy returning to form. Big crystals that need to be destroyed, kingdoms falling, a higher power controlling things behind the scenes... One thing I appreciate, and I think many recent games have lost this, is XVI had many sidequests that had us check in on friends we've met along the way and continue with their subplots. You never really forget these people and it shows how a network of connections and bonds is maintained. Even Eastpool, which was massacred fairly early on, rises up again much later on.

Another factor that I think is important is I just like Clive a lot. He's also my favorite Final Fantasy protagonist since IX. Don't get me wrong; I did like Lightning but if I ever had to work toward a common goal with her in real life, I probably would punch her in the face. I have no idea how she was ever in the military because she has zero sense of teamwork, and she acts like an asshole to even people who are actively trying to help her. Clive in contrast is very mature, has strong leadership abilities, not overly angry or obnoxious or lonerlike, and is just trying to do good in the world. He does make mistakes, but they're reasonable ones that happen because he didn't have all the information or there were circumstances he couldn't've foreseen, unlike other protagonists who do things you know are wrong and stupid but they do it anyway for the sake of plot. He makes the effort to play with the kids even though he isn't great at it, and they admire him for that. Even when he's angry in the beginning of the game, he's still respectful toward Cid and says, "Thanks for saving me, I have nothing against you or your group, I just have my own path I need to take." He recognizes his own weaknesses, and in such situations seeks assistence or delegates to others. He feels like an actual, filled-out human being, and kudos to whoever wrote him.

The other members of the cast are great too. Jill is very badass but a bit quiet and subdued, but given her time in the Iron Kingdom that's understandable. I thought Joshua would just be a plot point, but he really grew into his own. Cid was fun to be with, and I was sad when he was gone. Gav as always was cool. The enemies were great too. Benedikta died early on, but they threw in a great backstory with the little time they had. Kupka was an idiot and not deep, but you could feel his love and pain. Dion's path was surprising and I never knew what his next step was.

The battle system is definitely the best in the series. It was cool to experiment with each of the summons, and really it can be tailored easily to your style. No one I've asked equipped the same three summons. It feels like they were trying to reach a God of War level of combat, but simultaneously they fumbled on the actual fights. Again, bosses were amazing, but regular fights were just meh. I guess that's why they threw in so many boss fights so frequently.

In terms of music XV was definitely better, but I wouldn't stick my nose up to this. As with many aspects of the game, there were a lot of throwbacks. Prelude and the Final Fantasy Theme came up repeatedly, but also On the Shoulders of Giants had the traditional Final Fantasy regular battle opening. And also randomly for one of the times you fight Ultima, it's the FFI world map theme. I've definitely heard better, but I could listen to this OST on its own. The lyrics however are stupid. From what I'm understanding, they tasked the English translator to provide them, and considering this is the dude that wrote out "such foul attaint may not be sublimed through gainstanding," you can tell where this is going. I'll give a few examples:

A sickle forged of adamant To server the man from his hooded past No more a slave to sorrow's gloom In onychine eyes burn chthonic doom An evil hidng from the sun Blinding, he screameth eschaton immanent Now in its wake yawned lightless abyss Yon gaping maw his circumfix

I feel like this written by a high schooler who believes using as much SAT vocabulary they just learned makes them sound more intelligent. I don't know why anyone would compose this.

Visually it's all right. XV had a prettier environment, but this wasn't bad, especially when you're walking around Rosaria. I touched on how you never explore epic architecture, but the nature is beautiful. Unfortunately in the second half of the game when everything goes to shit, the world gets this haze over it and nothing is appealing to look at (which isn't unusual; other Final Fantasies, especially VI had catastrophic situations in the second half of the game). I guess that's kinda the point; the Blight is wiping out everything and actually Clive's efforts could ultimately be for naught and it's too late.

Which is how I'm going to end: It's a very depressing game. There's a lot of death, a lot of tragedy, a lot of loss. Clive lives a totally fucked up life, and he's not alone. The fact I still enjoyed this never-ending sadness demonstrates how well it was done. Totally recommend, play it as soon as you can.

Also... can we address that whole Barnabas and his mom thing? They had literally one scene with that and never mentioned it again. What the fuck was with that?

#final fantasy xvi #ffxvi #ff16 #clive rosfield #square enix

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claire-starsword · 1 month ago

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The Guardiana Magic School Run -Part 19

Okay, so I've been wondering, what was that funny thing i said in the last one of these?

yeah. lol. lmao even

I honestly won't even promise you i'm coming back to this with any sort of regularity, i'm just tired of everything else i wanted to do and felt like playing instead. A Christmas miracle of sorts, perhaps. The holidays are a time to reunite with family after all, for better and for worse.

For Max it will decidedly be for worse, because of course I took a break right before Cain of all people.

Still, he's nice enough to let us prepare first, which is a good excuse for me to go over the team and try to remember what was going on.

First, I have to go through the pain of removing the dragon from the magic only challenge, because this dragon is somehow not magical enough and does not learn a single spell. RIP Bleu you do nothing but haunt my life in multiple ways nowadays.

On brighter news, Bleu's house had a whole Halberd in it, so that's an upgrade for Arthur. There was also a Shower Cure there that I give to him as well. I also realize Arthur hasn't been carrying a spear, which must be some kind of mistake??? There's no reason he should have one, even if the spears available at this time are all a bit too weak.

Oh okay good thing i can reread the previous parts huh. So yeah, fixed this.

Max also gets a bit of an upgrade due to a Broad Sword lying around Dragonia. The Soulbuster might still be the best against Cain though. I'm honestly not sure. In any case, I also gave him some better healing items as he was carrying around only Medical Herbs, likely a sign of how easy Chapter 5 was.

Also, it turns I already had a Broad Sword anyway from the Dullahan of the last battle. Well, free money I guess.

A fun thing of having been on a hiatus is that someone out there had time to scan the official strategy guide of this game, so I can now check item drop rates. Turns out they're kinda generous, that Dullahan had a 20% rate of dropping it.

Anyway! I sure hope this has been enough to get me back in the zone, because there's no more delaying the inevitable. Let's go beat up everyone's favorite possessed brother. Or be beaten up by him. Who knows.

To really drive home how off my brain is, I don't quite remember what the Ogre Slayer is. I know it's a lance, but what exactly does it gives bonus against? Unsure. But in any case I wasn't gonna rush a battle against Cain anyway, Arthur is doing just fine with a Halberd.

So as the battle begins, we have these three annoying Gargoyles who I believe will be rushing to us as soon as possible, and also casting Muddle 1 to lower our accuracy, which Sucks Big Time.

Meanwhile, the Golems ahead of us are not as eager to advance I believe, instead doing the "big impenetrable wall" thing Golems like to do. Thus, I could take my time defending against the Gargoyles first I think. Let's see how it goes.

I'm unsure as usual on what to do with Narsha, but I feel she'd help with an attack boost. And I'd rather use Attack 2 to get more people in, something that would be a lot more efficient had I planned it beforehand. So Arthur is sadly out of the area even though I'd like him to get it, but Max and Hanzou get in the fun. And Tao. Who knows if she'll be using it.

Narsha gets a level up from this btw, but is very poor. Only +1% in magic resistance.

Also oopsie dopsie, I underestimated the Golems' willingness to advance. Good thing I didn't abuse that assumption too much, their movement is low and I didn't place anyone in their reach for this turn. Next turn things should heat up though.

I also realize now that Gong perhaps needed the Attack boost even more tbh, but at the same time, his defense does not inspire confidence as a frontline fighter. The fact that my previous post only mentions worrying about him does not help. Perhaps Gong simply does not keep up well with the late game. But I could have certainly helped by giving him the Power Ring beforehand, which is instead with Arthur, a guy who hasn't needed help in a while. Oh well!

Turn 2 starts like this and I don't like it, doesn't seem like I'll be able to deal fast with the Gargoyles. The Master Mages are the fastest enemies and should be attacking soon too, and I did not arrange things well to avoid the area damage.

At the very least I can send Domingo as my own inpenetrable wall against the Golems. I feel his spells are better spent here than against a single Gargoyle.

Arthur on the other hand should be okay dealing with these guys a bit, he'll get backup later before they get their turn, I think.

Unfortunately, no amount of cool Halberds or attack boosts can change the fact that flying enemies SUCK

Meanwhile, I'm barely back at the game and can already witness the wonderful Max Obsession we all know and love. This mage could have lined up four victims for the Freeze spell had them centered it at Narsha, but they would much rather think about Max and only Max. With that, only he and Narsha get hit, and both have >40% magic res to shrug it off. Tao would have done similarly too, but Hanzou, despite a magic user, has 0%, and was also the most recent death of the playthrough, so yeah I'm gladly he avoided this one.

Also, mages just don't last long nowadays.

As the eternal star of this run, Tao is now about to finish Domingo's job. Three enemies go down at once, I love magic.

Hanzou finishes the other mage. I'm a bit worried to advance him too much, but I expect the remaining enemies to obsess over Max.

Meanwhile, Arthur shrugs off these annoying things with 1 damage each. They are annoying but not a threat, I was only afraid they'd go for Tao or something.

Anri and Narsha then manage to take out the final Golem, and Khris heals what little damage Narsha took, because while it wasn't much, Narsha does not have that much hp and worries me. I want everyone at full HP once we get to the boss.

Turn 3. Hey Gargoyle, dodge this.

It doesn't.

Domingo gets a disappoint level up out of this, I didn't know he could get those. Only +1 HP.

Arthur finally shows off what a decent level up looks like, also redeeming himself from the previous miss.

The priest did nothing but heal themself last time, and they're weak, so I ignore them with Max, hoping lower leveled characters can get some exp out of them.

I'm not shocked that this part of the battle is chill, btw. The problem tends to be Cain and the Dullahans, unless you're too low leveled to deal effective damage to the Golems, which isn't a problem in this run, especially not with this many mages around.

Fittingly, this kinda transitional part of the battle is when I hit image limit on this post, so see you in the next reblog after the commercials.

#shining force #ressurection of the dark dragon #guardiana magic school run #long post

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ramshackle-ramblings · 2 months ago

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Chapter 7: Well-Fed

In which Alise makes a misstep, and Mouse explains some things

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"Ruggie's on his way... He's just stopping at Savannaclaw to pick up some Tupperware."

"I'm so glad," Alise gasped out. She didn't know who Ruggie was, but he was bringing Tupperware, and that felt necessary.

Grim hopped onto the table and started sorting food off the trays for himself.

Mouse chuckled, looking a bit worried as they rubbed the back of their neck. "You should probably start eating some things though... Between Ruggie and Grim... Even if they don't eat everything, Ruggie is - quite literally - a hyena when it comes to food..." Mouse meant it affectionately.

"Oh, um," Alise looked the assortment of food. "I guess ... " She pulled a salad and a piece of cake toward herself.

Mouse nodded, before leaning onto the table... Honestly they weren't that hungry. Even though they knew they should probably eat something. Instead, though, Mouse looked towards the doorway, keeping an eye out for a certain tan haired individual.

"You should take your own advice," Jamil reminded them.

"Hu- Bhu- Wha-" Mouse stumbled for a few seconds, looking over to Jamil in shock. "Advice? Wh-" They sorted through their thoughts before realizing that he meant what they told Alise just now. "Oh... Oh! Yeah! Right! Sorry!" Mouse chuckled, rubbing the back of their neck awkwardly again before looking over all the options.

Their eyes flitted from one thing to another before ultimately deciding on one of the things Jamil made rather than the cafeteria food. Cheeks flushing just slightly at the biased favoritism. Just as Mouse was about to take a bite, a familiar laugh slid up next to them - a carrier bag full of storage containers hanging from his shoulder and rounded ears twitching in amusement.

"Oh man! You weren't lying when you said Kalim went overboard~" The newcomer's eyes gleamed, looking from the food to Alise. "New dude must be overwhelmed, huh?"

Alise nodded. "He said 'I'll buy you lunch today' ... " She waved a hand at the assemblage. "This is everything I made any comment at all about."

The beastman laughed, his fist raising to cover his mouth and his eyes closing while his nose crinkled. He hadn't bothered to sit down yet - still standing next to Mouse.

"Shiheheh~ Don't worry about it! The more the merrier!" He announced, opening his blue grey eyes to stare down Alise like it was somehow a challenge for her to get more food. "Anything we can't eat, I can always take back to my dorm."

Mouse nodded, being silent as they shoved a spoonful of food into their mouth. Almost melting from the taste and sighing through their nose.

"I think we've reached max merriment," Alise responded. "Pass me some containers, I'll help pack it up."

Ruggie raised an eyebrow, his lip peeling back a bit in a half hearted snarl - though he didn't actually mean to bear his teeth at her. But old (possessive) habits die hard where he's from.

"Nah, it's fine." He denied, turning to watch Mouse continue to eat like he was expecting something only to look back to Alise. His ears going into airplane mode. "You just focus on you, new guy." He then felt Mouse tug on his sleeve, looking back over to them with a cattish (or would it be described as hyenaish) smile.

"Are you gonna just stand there? Or are you going to help us eat?" Mouse asked, pouting up at Ruggie.

"Please," Alise put in, her eyes flicking to his ears. She slid over on the bench to make room for him.

Ruggie hummed, taking the bag off and placing it behind Mouse before taking a seat next to them. His ears rotating as he sat to have one faced to Jamil and Mouse and the other just... Moving. Rotating and flicking every now again.

As soon as he sat down, he started pulling trays of food closer to him - even fighting off Grim for a couple of them with a couple of shared snarles and "You've already had enough!"s between the two.

"Minion! Learn to share!" Alise put in helpfully, rescuing one of Ruggie's plates from Grim.

Ruggie quickly took the food back from Alise, a small giggle escaping his throat as he bared his teeth slightly at her again. Again, not on purpose.

"Thanks." He said, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he offered her a smile. "For the new guy, you're not so bad."

Alise chuckled. "Thanks." The snarling was a little concerning, but he seemed nice enough? He was also the only student she had met so far that didn't seem completely floored by her not being a boy.

He turned to snarl at Grim who was reaching over again, swatting at his paw when Ruggie deemed it to close. Grim of course acting offended and snarled back. Mouse simply sighed, shaking their head at Ruggie's and Grim's antics as they finished what they could on their plate and turning to engage in conversation with Jamil and Kalim instead.

"Don't mention it." Ruggie hummed out, taking a bite of his food and his tail wagging momentarily. The ear not focused on Mouse swirling to face a certain way for a couple minutes before it went back to sonaring

"So-" He spoke up, his mouth full of food before he quickly swallowed it. "You in Diasomnia?"

She shook her head. "Ramshackle, I guess." She looked down at her outfit. "I guess things are color coded here? I had to borrow a uniform. So Riddle wouldn't be mad? I don't know what that means. Uh .... " She looked around the cafeteria, and then pointed. "Lilia lent me his." Lilia waved gleefully from across the cafeteria at the mention of his name.

Ruggie hadn't waited for her to respond before he shoved some more food into his mouth. He looked towards where Alise pointed, eyes landing on Lilia and confusion getting written in his expression. His ear twitched at her response as he looked over to her.

"Huh … 'mshackle?" He mumbled out around the food in his mouth, swallowing when he could and licking his teeth quickly. "You're in Mouse's dorm?" he asked, ears twitching some more before looking off to the side. Humming something to himself before his ears went into airplane mode. Eyes narrowing at nothing in particular before glancing over to Mouse - currently preoccupied with a conversation with Kalim - and then back to Alise.

"Yeah, our uniforms are pretty color coded." He motioned his arm towards the girl, showing the armband on his arm. "Keeps everyone sorted."

"I like the ribbons!" she exclaimed, swatting at one dangling end. "I didn't get a pretty ribbon," she lamented.

He watched her play with the arm band, a smile tugging at his lips. He moved his arm to try and see if she would still swat at it when it changed positions. "Ramshackle isn't a proper dorm here. So..."

He left the "No ribbon" part of his statement quiet. His ears repositioned to have one focused back on Mouse and the other simply roaming around.

She shrugged and continued. "The guy at the school store - Sam? - said to stop in after class, and he'll try to dig up uniforms small enough for me by then. I'm not holding out much hope."

She slid a piece of cake that Grim appeared to have overlooked in Ruggie's direction.

He nodded along to Alise's words when she talked about Sam. Before reaching out to tug on the jacket of her uniform. "Even if he can't, I can always bring it in for you. For a price."

He smirked, a devious glint in his eyes before they landed on the cake she was sliding over. He slamming his hand to grab the edge of the plate - a quiet squeal turning into a giggle and then slowly devolving into a growl escaping him as he aggressively pulled it over, not caring that he had scared Mouse who was looking between him and Jamil in great concern.

Alise laughed in surprise when he slammed the plate. "My dude, I am handing it to you."

Jamil looked over in surprise. "What in the world ... "

Ruggie flushed, not saying anything before shoving some more food in his mouth. His ears flattening against his head as he mumbled with his mouth full.

"You okay?" Mouse asked, carefully moving one of the plates away from Ruggie and back to the middle of the table. Ruggie didn't react to it, just watched Mouse push it away as he continued shoving food into his mouth. "Ruggie?"

Alise sat back, giving him space. She didn't completely understand what had happened, but she was pretty sure she'd caused it.

Mouse looked over to Jamil before looking back at Ruggie, and then looking to their unfinished plate. Scooping some of the food into a spoon and presenting it to the hyena beastman. He stared at it for a few seconds before quickly swallowing and then biting onto the spoon. Ears twitching and flicking wildly when both Mouse and Kalim made small cheers.

"There he is!" Mouse chuckled, trying to wiggle the spoon out of his mouth like with a dog and its bone.

"What was that about?" Kalim asked, tilting his head at Ruggie.

Jamil shrugged when Mouse looked over at him. He'd been paying attention to them and Kalim, and taken no notice of what was going on at the other end of the table.

"I think I overstepped a bound I didn't realize the importance of," Alise admitted.

Mouse looked over to Alise, confused as to what she meant.

"What boundary?" yhey asked, still trying to shake the hyena off of their spoon.

"Oh! Alise was probably touching "his" food!" Kalim spoke, before laughing. "I remember when he bit me once for doing that during our first year!"

Mouse then turned to look at Kalim, now even more confused. "What? Ruggie's never snapped over food before!"

"Yes he has! Multiple times..."

"But he lets me touch it all the time! And he's never gotten upset about it!"

Jamil nodded. "He is very ... Protective." He eyed Alise appraisingly. "I'm a little surprised he snapped at her, though."

"I tried not to!" Ruggie pulled off the spoon to protest, his expression souring. "Old habits die hard, okay?"

"Not to mention that if he'd bother to pay attention, then he would've seen the signs!?" The hyena protested some more, only to snap back onto the spoon when he saw Mouse offer it back to him with more food.

"He?" Kalim asked, crossing his arms. "But I thought Alise was a girl?"

"I ... am ...." she said slowly.

"Heh?" Ruggie made a sound, looking over to Alise before looking back to Mouse when they spoke up.

"Alise isn't a boy, she's a girl." Mouse explained, smiling at the hyena nervously.

Ruggie looked between Mouse and Alise, ears twitching slowly. Before they started to twitch frantically, his gaze getting sharper before landing back on Mouse with another. "Heh??"

"You mean to tell me that the new... kid... isn't transitioning?" He asked, almost like someone had offended him. "They're an actual girl? They're not uhm- What's the word?"

"Trans?" Mouse offered.

"Yeah, that." Ruggie nodded, ears flattening against his head.

"Oh," Alise said, pieces falling into place. "No. But, given the ... " She waved her hands vaguely at the cafeteria full of boys. "Circumstances, that was a pretty safe assumption."

Ruggie looked like a kicked puppy. The beastman shook his head. "No, it's just not uncommon to have transitioning students, most of ‘em are in Pomefiore though." He explained, refusing to look at Alise. "Their scents often start out as feminine but usually turn pretty masculine by the time they enter their second year."

Alise laid her head on the table, pillowed on her arms, head turned to look up at Ruggie. "I'm not mad at you. Like I said, reasonable. And ... " She paused, looking forward. "I'm sorry I upset you. You're right, I should have paid more attention."

He looked over at the girl, staring at her for a few seconds before laughing. Patting her on the head.

"Nah, I shouldn't have assumed you were a boy!" He spoke, sliding a piece of cake (a different piece from the one she slid to him) over to her. "Didn't mean to disrespect you like that."

Mouse hummed, before leaning around Ruggie to look at Alise. "Words of advice - beastmen from the Sunset Savannah will have a lot harder time saying no or being mean to you than anyone else."

Ruggie made a whining sound at Mouse, his ears flattening and sending the prefect puppy dog eyes. "Hey! As long as she weaponizes it against anyone but me!"

"Weaponized femininity, hmm?" she mused quietly, picking a raspberry off the cake and popping it in her mouth.

Ruggie looked shocked, before gently nudging at Mouse and then carefully pushing at them "Now look at what you've done! My hands are gonna be fuller with both Leona and the new girl!"

Mouse just laughed, leaning away from Ruggie and into Jamil. "Sorry! I'm sorry!"

"You're not! I can tell!!" He laughed along, trying to gently pull Mouse away from Jamil.

Jamil looked down at the Mouse leaning against his shoulder with a tiny half-smile.

"I don't think you are," he said. "I think this was a set-up."

"No!! No it wasn't!" Mouse protested, wrapping their arms around Jamil's arm as Ruggie successfully pulled them towards him.

"It totally was!" Ruggie agreed, quickly wrapping his arms around their shoulders so that Mouse couldn't escape.

Jamil leaned over and tapped Mouse lightly on the nose with one finger. "You figured Ruggie is basically Savanaclaw's vice housewarden, why can't he be yours too?"

Grim cut into their conversation with a mouth full a food. "MMF CMNT MF MICE VOUSVARDEM MFCAMF ' MM!!!"

Ruggie just laughed as Mouse let out a mournful "NOOOO!!" feeling their grip slip from Jamil's arm. The two semi-flying back and onto Alise. Mouse kicked, carefully avoiding kicking either Jamil or Kalim as Ruggie still refused to let them go. Jamil looked mildly surprised as the two went tumbling back, and chuckled a little. Alise made a small squeak.

Jamil's chuckle turned into a genuine laugh as the tiny girl disappeared underneath the hyena boy. Kalim laughed along, thoroughly amused by the antics of Ruggie and Mouse but also happy to see Jamil actually laughing for once.

Ruggie felt Alise underneath him, laughing out an apology as he shimmied an arm to wrap around Mouse's chest and turning to push himself off of the other human. Alise dramatically pulled herself back up to sitting with the edge of the table.

"And the first thing he does is squish the girl," Jamil laughed.

"I said sorry!" Ruggie argued, pushing both him and Mouse up into proper sitting positions. Or at least as proper as he could get with his insistence on holding Mouse. Mouse simply huffed, giving up on escaping and just relaxing into Ruggie. Closing their eyes and crossing their arms.

"And I'm sure she would accept your apology, if she weren't flat," Jamil responded.

"I'm not very flat," Alise laughed.

"Flatter than you were," Jamil said sadly. "And you can't afford to get much smaller."

Ruggie snorted, looking over to Jamil with a sly look. "Don't say that! You might make her self conscious!"

"What's there to be self conscious of?" Mouse asked, only to feel Ruggie's eyes land on them. Cheeks flushing before they roughly pulled his ear. "HEY!!"

"What!! I wasn't gonna say anything!" He barked, his head ducking with each tug to make it less painful on his end.

"I'll have you know that I am five feet tall," Alise said, relocating to sit on the tabletop.

Jamil looked skeptical.

"In the right shoes," Alise continued.

"You should meet Epel." Ruggie commented. Mouse finally let go of his ear, huffing to themselves as they crossed their arms and pouted in his arms. "He's one of our best Spelldrive players, and also five feet tall."

"Sometimes being less tall helps. You can get in smaller spaces. What's Spelldrive?"

Jamil looked curiously at Alise, and then shot a questioning look to Mouse. Mouse opened their eyes to look at Jamil, shrugging in response.

"Spelldrive's a sport here in Twisted Wonderland. Technically - you could say - it brought me and Mouse together." Ruggie explained before he threw in the half-joke at the end.

Mouse looked up at Ruggie, shooting him a pretty nasty look. "Yeah, by being brought together you mean Grim, Deuce, Ace, and I busting your ass when you were making people fall down the stairs."

"Details, details~" He chimed, ears twitching fondly.

"You talk like we're a couple-"

"Meh. More details-"

"I assume the sport isn't making people fall down the stairs?" Alise asked as they bickered.

"No," Jamil answered. "Players use magic to drive a disc around the field and into the goal."

"Ah," Alise nodded. "Like frisbee quidditch?" She directed to question to Mouse.

Mouse nodded, before responding verbally when they realized Alise probably couldn't see them. "Yeah, except there's only one frisbee and no stupid ass Snitch rule thing."

"Snitch rule?" Ruggie asked, his ears flattening.

"There's nothing that'll reward ungodly points because you touch it." Mouse explained, sticking out their tongue at nothing in particular.

"Beh- H- How in the world is that fair to anyone!?"

Alise shook her head. "It's not. It's an auto-win condition for plot purposes. Spelldrive sounds better."

Ruggie let out a growl, his eyes narrowing at nothing. "That sounds like bullshit. Spelldrive is *way* better."

Mouse let out a chuckle, turning to shove their face into Ruggie and mumble something only he could properly hear. His ears twitching and then going flat. "Ah... That'd explain it..."

"Are there games or practices or something I could I watch some time?" Alise asked.

Ruggie turned his attention to Alise, nodding at her. "Yeah, Spelldrive has club practice today. I won't be able to teach you much, assuming you can't use magic." He left the part about being unable to smell if she could unspoken. "But if Leona permits it we can just play stand-alone frisbee."

"Oh!!" Mouse stopped hiding, looking to Jamil before looking back at Ruggie and reaching around him to tug at Alise. "That would be perfect for you actually! You could make some friends or watch people get bloody noses while I have to run some errands after school! And you'll be able to just hop from Savanaclaw to Heartslabyul to make it to your study session!"

"I haven't used magic. It sounds like just watching would be a blast." She grinned mischeviously. "But a game of frisbee could also be fun. And it's extra perfect," she agreed with Mouse, "because I've been told I have to 'try all the clubs', and I think this would totally count."

"Then it's settled!" Ruggie reached over to ruffle Alise's hair. She scrunched up her face in response. "I'll come get you after school after I find Leona."

"Oh no, I can just bring her over!" Mouse argued, trying to escape from his grip only for him to just... curl his arm under their arm and tighten his grip.

"Nah!! You have errands to run! You should run ‘em and let us take care of the new kid!"

"I have been assured that beastmen are very trustworthy," Alise said gravely.

Ruggie snickered at Alise's response, poking at Mouse. "Yeaaaahh Mouse. We're trustworthy - you should trust me with your dorm mate, Mouse."

"Yes, and no part of that interaction worries me in the slightest, or has done anything to make think there's no reason not to trust this man," Alise put in helpfully. "Certainly not the way he emphasized 'trustworthy'."

Mouse retaliated, reaching up to grab both of Ruggie's ears and tugging down on them roughly

"OWOWOWOW HEY!! HEY!! TUG ONE- TUG ONE!!! MOUSE!! MOUSE!!!"

"Ruggie's... Trustworthy... To an extent." Mouse commented, huffing in slight annoyance. "It's not that I don't trust him to get you to Savanaclaw, it's that I don't wanna shove more work on him."

"I promise not to be a bother," Alise said. She felt bad for his poor ears. They looked so soft, and Mouse was just abusing them. "I am also very trustworthy."

Mouse released Ruggie’s ears as soon as Alise responded, Ruggie immediately pushed Mouse into Jamil to hold his ears.

"I..." Mouse took a deep breath, turning to Jamil to apologize for being shoved into him. Jamil grunted in surprise, and helped Mouse recover themself, his face carefully neutral.

Ruggie made little mock whimpers to try and get sympathy, evident by how he would stop to look at Mouse and then resume when Mouse looked back at him unamused.

"Alright, fine." Mouse relented, offering Alise a smile.

"Hooray!" Alise cried. She stopped short of throwing her arms around Ruggie's neck in delight, and settled for a little clap instead.

Jamil surveyed the group, and all the food still left on the table. "We should clean up."

Ruggie's ears perked up, and shot a wide smile towards Jamil - showing the hyena's sharp fangs - as he spoke up. "OH!! Gladly!" he snickered, reaching behind Mouse for his bag and taking out some of the Tupperware he packed to start putting away the food in it.

Mouse simply sighed, shaking their head before they broke out into soft giggles - turning back to Jamil. "Anything I can do to help you* pack up?"

Jamil shook his head. "I've got it, thanks."

Mouse nodded, turning to pry Grim who was currently trying to inhale even more food - the direbeast having noticed that people were packing up.

Alise moved so she wasn't between Ruggie and the leftover food. "Are you sure you don't want help packing up?" she asked cautiously.

Ruggie handed her an empty Tupperware, his ears now trained on her as if it were a second pair of eyes. "Knock yourself out, just don't expect to bring it back to *your* dorm."

Her eyes lit up, and she accepted the Tupperware with the tiniest smile.

"It's all yours," she promised, and began to help package the leftovers.

He only snickered in response, busying himself with packing away the food and occasionally passing Alise any empty Tupperwares he had when she filled her current one.

They managed, much to Grim's dismay, to get all of the extra food packed up and stashed in Ruggie's bag before the bell rang to change classes. Ruggie stood up, waving to the group and mentioning something about picking up Leona along with putting away the food. Mouse waved back, before turning to look at Kalim when he started talking.

"You have potions, right?" He asked, not yet getting up and instead leaning his head against his hand on the table. "What are you going to do about Alise's class?"

Jamil sighed as Kalim started a new conversation now that the bell had rung.

"Oh! Alise should be fine, I mean... She should have P.E with the other first years today." Mouse spoke, before looking to the ceiling like it had the answers. "But uhm... It's still winter so..."

Suddenly a new voice spoke up, a new figure had slipped in behind Jamil and Mouse. "First years are meeting in the gym for P.E, Mouse."

"I don't have a P.E. outfit," Alise pointed out at the same time.

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