#idk who elise to tell so i’ll talk about it here

[oh-my-wizard-god]

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[kingandfireheart]

I don't know if this is a trope or not but I was wondering if youve any recs for books where the girl hasn't been with any one before/knows very less about s*x and then the guy comes along and he shows her what she's been missing? Like with casteel and poppy!!

Hi nonnie!! I've got some recommendations, but I'm also asking my mutuals to chime in . [Mutuals, please advise with recommendations!]

FBAA is pretty high on my smut scale - the sex is described explicitly and there's some kinky shit happening. A lot of YA books I've read have a bunch of build up and then will fade to black when it comes to actually intimate scenes. (I'm assuming you're familiar with the The Folk of the Air Series by Holly Black and the Throne of Glass Series by Sarah J Mass ).

Here are some books (mostly new adult or adult genre) I read recently that may fit what you're looking for:

[I mention virginity in these, just to answer the question properly, but I just want to put it out there that it is a social construct and sleeping with people is not something that indicates character. idk how old anon is, and I don't want you to feel any pressure to read about/have sex until you're totally ready. I'm the mom friend, I had to include the disclaimer. Come talk to me if you have questions. I promise I'm nice.]

Smut levels are based on taco bell sauce packets so in order: mild (not a lot of detail), hot (detail but I can probably keep a straight face while reading), fire (my apple watch is telling me to breath because my heart is racing).

One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston is a modern romance (with some time travel), where the MC is a 23 year old bisexual virgin who meets a girl on the train and falls in love. The writing in this book is excellent, and a lot of the more intimate scenes are mentioned in passing, but August does have her world rocked. [smut level: medium]

A Deal with the Elf King by Elise Kova is an arranged marriage Hades/Persephone fantasy romance, where the MC hasn't been kissed prior to the start of the book. She is whisked away to marry the Hades character, and spend a lot of time learning about magic. This isn't a smutty book, but the few love-scenes are satisfying and fun! [smut level: mild]

Radiance by Grace Draven is an arranged marriage fantasy romance and features one of the healthiest relationships I've read in a long long time. The MC is not a virgin, but didn't enjoy her prior experience, and the first love scene is really well done. The whole book is wonderful. [smut level: like 2 scenes but they are hot]

The Mistake by Elle Kennedy is a modern college romance, where the girl is a virgin, but isn't completely inexperienced prior to the first intimate scene in the book. The guy is a veritable player, and knows exactly what he's doing, but is a bit emotionally constipated. The whole series is about a bunch of white college roommates [they play hockey at a fictional new england ivy league school] who start the series as major players and end with steady girlfriends, so it's not unpredictable at all. They are terrible, which obviously means, I love them. [smut level: fire]

The Deal by Elle Kennedy is a part of the same series (it actually comes before the Mistake). Same general premise: college hockey player who is allergic to relationships convinces girl in his ethics class to tutor him. Shenanigans ensue. I don't want to be too spoiler-y, but I feel like I have to explain why I'm including it here. [TW mentions of past rape and physical assault] The MC is not a virgin, but has struggled finding physical pleasure in past relationships, because she was raped several years prior to the start of the book. The first few intimate scenes are really earth-shattering for her (in a good way), because she's able to work through some of her struggles. [smut level: fire]

The Dare by Elle Kennedy is a tangentially related book (its fourth in the second set of books about hockey players at the same university). It's about a college hockey player who is known for his fuckboy status, and a plus sized-sorority girl, who end up fake dating. Conor is dealing with imposter syndrome after he transferred from LA to escape his past, and Taylor is just trying to escape her sorority sisters relatively unscathed. Shenanigans ensue. Essentially Conor tries (and succeeds) to seduce Taylor, and she finally feels comfortable enough to be vulnerable with him. [smut level: fire]

Shatter Me by Tareheh Mafi is a dystopian romance about a girl who hasn't really been touched her whole life, and so all of her romantic/sexual moments are a bit life-changing for her. [SPOILER: she doesn't have sex until the third book]. This series is a piping hot mess, and while the writing is gorgeous, the actual plot (especially books 4-6) made me want to pull my hair out. If you read this series, I recommend you end with Ignite Me, unless you really love the characters. [smut level for book 3: medium]

Kingdom of the Cursed by Kerri Maniscalo hasn't been released yet, but I KNOW this book is going to have Poppycas AKOFAF vibes. The first book, Kingdom of the Wicked, is about a witch living in Italy who summons a hell prince to help her solve her twin sister's murder. There is one steamy make-out scene, but the sequel is supposed to be written for the NA genre, and include a lot more intimate moments. The sneak preview of the first two chapters already has some steamy scenes! [smut level for book 1: mild, book 2: i'm aspirationally saying fire]

If anyone else has recommendations, please reply to this post and help anon out!!

Recommended by mutuals:

The Roommate by Rose Danan (recommended by @noonewhoislikeyou) [link to book description because I haven't read it] [update I read it and this whole series focuses on sex workers and is really good]

Anyway, thanks for coming here and asking me! If other people send recs, I'll compile a list for you!

[writtenonreceipts]

Square One

Of all the tropes I love the most in fanfiction, single parent au’s are at the top but they are few and far between. I took matters into my own hands here.  IDK how many chapters this will be to be perfectly honest.  IDK how consistent I’ll be on updates, so prompts are always welcome for this fic or just in general too.  Enjoy. Based on characters from the Throne of Glass Series

An Elorcan fic

Warnings: None

A warm breeze billowed around Lorcan Salvaterre as he got out of his weary old truck.  The door creaked loudly as he slammed it shut and moved through the parking lot of Riftfold Elementary School.

As he popped the collar of his jacket, Lorcan muttered a curse.  The last thing he wanted to deal with was picking up his son early from school.  It wasn’t that Lorcan didn’t love his son and was eager to see him.  But the circumstances were less than ideal.

Running a hand through his hair, Lorcan entered the front office of the school to find his son slumped down low in a chair.  His son was distinctly looking away from everyone.  Especially the girl beside him.  At six years old, his son had too much attitude for his own good and Lorcan wasn’t sure how he was going to handle it.  Tavish, unfortunately, was more like him than Lorcan wanted to admit.  He had the same black hair, same broody temperament, same penchant to get into trouble.

Really, Lorcan shouldn’t have been surprised his son had ended up in the principal’s office in just the second week of school.  It was a miracle that Tavish had made it this long.

It was of course Lorcan's fault too.  He didn’t know how to be a father and it showed.

Principle Havilliard, who had to be at least three years younger than Lorcan stepped from his office.  He was dressed in a blue button up and slacks looking far more pleased about the day than anyone should.

“Lorcan, thanks for making it so quick,” Dorian said.  He extended a hand, which Lorcan shook hesitantly.  The two were barely acquaintances and if Lorcan was being honest was fine with that.  “We’re still waiting for Marion’s mom.”

Lorcan glanced at the girl and froze.  Another curse rose on his lips.  He knew exactly who the girl was and who her mother was.  Marion had her mother's large brown eyes and thick dark hair and pale skin.  Despite the serious expression in her eyes she seemed like a sweet girl.  As far as Lorcan could remember, Tavish hadn’t had any issues with her before.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry,” a woman burst into the office.  She was small, her dark hair swept into a messy bun.  She still wore a black apron slung on her hips, a myriad of pens and straws sticking out from the pockets.

“Hey Elide,” Dorian greeted.  

She shook his hand and offered another apology before her eyes landed on Lorcan.

Elide Lochan was an enigma.  She was smart and capable with a silver tongue of fire.  And yet, Lorcan never knew for sure what she was thinking.  He didn’t really know how she ended up barreling into his life but he did know neither of them were comfortable with the other.

At least she managed a slight smile in his direction before she glanced anxiously to her daughter.  Marion quickly became invested in her shoes.  Lorcan felt his gut drop when he got a good look at the woman and he realized that he knew who she was.

“What happened?” Elide asked.  She only spared a brief look to Lorcan before turning away.  It was easy to see the discomfort in her eyes.  Not unexpected.  Lorcan was nearly six-foot-seven, built to play football and had plenty of scars from a rough childhood.  He wasn’t the kindest looking man.

Dorian sighed and stuffed his hands in his back pockets. “Marion?  Would you like to start?”

“She’ll tell it wrong!” Tavish exclaimed.  He finally unwound himself from his seat and sat up.  His hair fell in his eyes but he hastily brushed it away. “It wasn’t my fault.”

Marion shrank back into her seat, finally looking at her mother.

“Tavish,” Lorcan warned, “Principal Havilliard asked Marion to speak.”

His son sighed far too loudly and flung himself backward into the chair.

“It’s okay, baby,” Elide said softly as she knelt next to her daughter's chair and patted her knee gently. "Tell me what happened."

Lorcan watched the girl sit forward in her chair, instinctively leaning towards her mother.

"They took my stuffed animal," Marion said.

It was then that noticed the small plush dog clutched beneath Marion's arm. Elide let out a long breath.

"And?" 

"They threw it in the mud." Tears began running down Marion's cheeks. "I asked them not to, I used my words like you said."

"I know baby," Elise whispered. Lorcan could see the sorrow and pain flash across the young mother's face. He'd never officially met Elide Lochan before. Only once  and Lorcan had made himself look like a bigger ass than usual.

"Tavish told them not to," Marion added. "But they didn't listen."

Tavish sat up a little straighter at Marion's admission, slight pride on his face.

"They were being really mean," the boy said. "And we're not supposed to be mean. Even though you brought a stuffed animal to school."

"It was for show and tell!"

"You're supposed to bring something cool like a rock or a worm."

Marion made a face and shook her head rapidly. “Ew.”

While Tavish threw his hands up in an exasperated sort of way, Lorcan noticed the small smile flash on Elide’s face as she stood.  She was young, younger than Lorcan had initially realized, but that didn’t seem to change the hard resolve she held on to.

“So, what’s the plan Dorian?” Elide asked. “It doesn’t seem like they actually have a problem with each other.”

Lorcan tried not to react to the casual way Elide spoke the principal's name.  Of course she knew him.  If Elide Lochan was friends with the same people Lorcan knew--she would know Dorian.

“Right,” Dorian said, clearing his throat.  “Let's go into my office for this.  Candice can watch the kids for a minute.”

The receptionist gave a little wave from behind her desk and brandished a few coloring books and crayons.  This wasn’t good.

Lorcan glanced at Tavish who did not seem pleased with the arrangement.  But the only other option was to take his kid and run.  Which admittedly would not reflect well on him.

It seemed Elide held the same reservations as she wound her fingers together.  She ultimately agreed with a nod and untied the apron from her waist and folded it the best she could while following Dorian into his office.

Once the door was shut and they were all settled in their seats, Dorian spoke.

“I don’t really know how to say this,” the young man said leaning forward slightly, “but from what Mrs. Talon has said both Marion and Tavish struggle with making friends.”

Lorcan was glad he wasn’t the only one who winced.  Beside him, Elide pursed her lips as she stared at the principal.

“They would both benefit from having someone to talk to in and outside of class,” Dorian continued, “and I think they could potentially get along pretty well.”

“Really?” Elide asked.  She crinkled her nose and jutted her thumb at Lorcan. “Because I hate him.”

“You know the fourth of July thing wasn’t my fault,” Lorcan said with a glare.

“Oh do I?”

“Please Lochan.”

“You’re just mad because the girls soccer team kicked ass this summer.”

“If I remember correctly, you did a lot of heavy flirting with the refs all summer long.”

Her dark brown eyes bore into him with enough intensity that Lorcan was sure he would combust.

“Seriously?” Dorian asked.  He had a slightly bemused expression on his face as he glanced between the two of them. “Maybe I should assign the two of you as buddies for the school year.”

“No.” Lorcan and Elide said at the same time.

Dorian grinned. “Fine.  But I do think you two should make an effort in seeing if Tavish and Marion can be friends.  It might make them do better in class and stay out of trouble.”

Lorcan loosed a breath.  He wanted what was best for his son.  He also knew that his son, like him, struggled with basic human interaction sometimes.  And if this would help Tavish bridge gaps in how he interacted with other kids--well it was something Lorcan would see to.

“We can try,” Elide said finally.  She ran a hand through her ponytail, trying to keep the loose tendrils under control.  

“Sure,” Lorcan said.  

Dorian nodded.  “Good.  Let me know how it goes.  If it’s an utter disaster, I know Mrs. Talon will let me know and we can try something else for them.”

Lorcan decided then and there the arrangement would only last a week.

#

Of all the humans Elide had to deal with she would have rather it be someone other than Lorcan Salvaterre.

As she left Dorian’s office, her stomach cramped with unease panic.  Marion was struggling more than she’d realized.  Why had she brought her favorite stuffed animal to school?  Usually Marion was more cautious than that.  The girl was absolutely obsessed with the thing and would never want anything to happen to it.

“Momma?” Marion chirped.

Pulled from her thoughts, Elide looked to her daughter.  The girl was already standing with her backpack ready to go. 

“Is it time to go?”

Elide wiped the worry from her face and nodded. “Of course, baby.”

Still stretched out on the floor, Tavish scribbled all over his piece of paper with a black crayon.  He did so with such fury that it was a miracle he didn’t rip a hole in the paper.

“Black’s his favorite color,” Marion said.  She tilted her head to the side and puckered her mouth. “I dunno why.”

“It’s a blackhole!” Tavish yelled.  He very carefully ripped his black picture from the coloring book and held it up. “It eats everything!  Like a vacuum.”

Elide was surprised when Marion let out a giggle and shook her head softly.  Oh dear.  The two of them were going to become friends and then Elide was going to have to deal with Lorcan Salvaterre for the rest of her life.  Oh hell.

It wasn’t until they were out in the parking lot that Elide turned to Lorcan.

It had been a few weeks since she’d seen him.  Not since the last game of the little league soccer tournament.  And of course her girl’s had kicked ass.  But being so near Lorcan again was unsettling.  Mostly because she never knew what he was thinking.  He was impossible to read, to know.

“I’m taking Marion to the park on Saturday,” Elide said reluctantly, “to kick a ball around, have some fun.”

Lorcan raised a brow. “Not working?”

Sighing, Elide shook her head. She tried not to let the comment bother her.  It was common knowledge to anyone who knew her, even briefly, that she worked multiple jobs.  She didn’t have a choice, really.  But it was not something she liked talking about.

“No,” she said lightly. “Not this weekend.  You and Tavish are welcome to join us.”

She watched as Lorcan ran a hand over his stubbled chin. 

“You really want to go along with this?” he asked.

“If it means helping my daughter, yes.”

“You hate me,” Lorcan reminded her.

Elide cracked a smile while Tavish and Marion examined rocks piled at the edge of the parking lot.  She had the sense that he was teasing her because for all of Lorcan Salvaterre’s bravado--it was obvious he cared for his son and would walk through fire for the boy.

“And you hate me,” Elide said.  She called out for Marion while turning to her beat up car that could possibly break down at any moment. “At least we have something in common.”

Marion ran over and tossed her bag into the car before settling in her seat.  Elide offered a brief, pained, smile to Lorcan before getting in the car herself.

She was able to hold herself together until she pulled out of the lot and onto the main street.  It was then that she let a tear leak from her eye.  Breathing heavily, she brushed her cheek.  There was no reason for her to be upset.  Marion wasn’t really in trouble at school.  Work was fine with letting her leave her shift early.  Salvaterre hadn’t been a complete ass.

There was no reason for her to be upset.

“Momma?”

Elide looked at her daughter through the rearview mirror. “Yeah baby?”

“I’m sorry I got in trouble.”

“No baby, you did nothing wrong,” Elide assured her.  

“Then why did you come?” Marion asked.  She was taking care to pick off dried mud from the stuffed animal, her little fingers making very little progress.

“Principal Havilliard just wanted me there, to make sure you were okay.” Elide wiped another tear from her cheek.

There was no reason for her to be upset.

“Mommy, why are you crying?”

Elide bit down on her lower lip and did her best to laugh. “I just missed you today, that’s all.”

Marion made a small noise before speaking again. “Can we go to Auntie Manon’s?  I wanna see the puppy.”

“I’m sure you do,” Elide chuckled.  Her best friend had adopted a new dog and puppy was not an accurate description for the creature.  Putting on her best smile and cheery voice she glanced back at her daughter. “Let’s go see that puppy then.”

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Again, I’m not sure where this is going, but felt the need to write elorcan and a single parent au, haha...thanks for reading! My ask box is always open for this fic or any other too.

tags:  @tottenhamboys20 @morganofthewildfire  @aelinchocolatelover @more-espresso-less-depresso-xx

[phoebehalliwell]

Phoebe/Coop au where, instead of Spencer Ricks (which was a gross storyline and I can't believe they did it once, let alone twice), Phoebe gets into an advice-off with a mysterious new columnist whose advice is neck and neck with hers and she hates it. He calls himself something silly, like The Love Doctor, or Stupid Cupid, some name that people just love, and she hates that, too.

RIVALS TO LOVERS PHOEBE X COOP????? god the vibe. it’s be like the leslie/phoebe thing only like. well written (hopefully lmao). bc like. u know phoebe would be bitching about this about this guy constantly. and piper and paige would be like uh huh. yeah. yeah uh huh. yep. yeah totally. yeah. uh huh. hey have you ever considered that- no, yeah, uh huh. but like- yeah. uh huh. yeah, totally. uh huh. and phoebe’s totally viewing coop as My Arch Nemesis The One Thing Standing Between Me And Glory and coop sees phoebe as Wow She’s So Cool And Such A Great Writer I’m So Glad We’re Acquaintances. and then like,, in a modern au, elise devises some grand plan to appeal to them youths or whatever with like a podcast like a I Left My Heart in San Francisco: Two Local Columnists Offer Two Different Takes on Loss, Love, & Life and like phoebe’s constantly determined to like one up coop like she is consistently raising the bar giving top notch advice and coop keeps meeting her at her level and it’s driving her insane and at this point coop’s well aware what he’s doing and he’s not gonna stop bc it’s like he’ll give some like tender, soulful advice about being vulnerable and respecting your partner and phoebe just looks at him like he’s proposed actively capturing seabirds for the sole purpose of covering them in oil and he thinks it’s hilarious. because he knows she like needs to be the best advice columnist love guru in town and he knows she’s infuriated that he’s giving her a run for her money and he knows she has no idea she’s going toe to toe with an actual real life cupid and he knows that when she thinks he isn’t paying attention, she actually smiles at his advice and stupid little jokes. oh and all these lil genzennials with their dumb little love podcast totally start shipping them together and they’ll send in questions to the podcast like dear phoebe & coop: i think i’m in love with the cohost of my podcast. how can i tell if they feel the same way? and elise sees this question and immediately bumps it up to the top of the queue and phoebe sees it and like almost threatens to walk like elise this is clearly a gimmick this is just some dumb prank i can’t believe you’re actually feeding into this bc like it’s obvious like coop and i hate each other so i don’t even know why this would even be like a thing like it’s so ridiculous who would even who would even like you know even think- and elise would be like okay first off this whole this is a gimmick obvi so jot that down secondly how do you know this isn’t a real issue someone has hmm would you really just deny somebody advice just because they are in a situation similar to yours. third. many of us women out there wish we could find someone who ““hates”” us in the way you and coop. obviously. do. and phoebe’s all like ohhhh i am so not I Am So Not Doing you don’t think i’ll walk huh you think you’ve just got me in your little pocket well i am willing and Ready To leave right now your gonna watch my ass walk right out that door just you wait SMASH CUT TO: (podcast voice) so i think the best thing to do in the situation is remember that you are both in a professional setting, and that what chemistry some might think you have might be performances, augmented for the audience. and coop goes on to take the exact opposite stance and he’s smiling his stupid smile at phoebe the whole time and she tries glaring back but she can’t bc like fuck he’s really cute and charming and her mouth keeps twitching up in the corners which only like makes coop smile more so phoebe like has to divert her attention to her phone and she’s texting piper like can i vanquish my cohost? and piper’s like id prefer it if u didn’t and then afterwards coop’s like hey can we talk you know like blah blah blah i don’t want to make u feel uncomfortable blah blah blah if you don’t wanna do the podcast anymore like- and paige orbs in and phoebe’s like whoops gotta go family emergency bye!!!!!!!! and then paige is like idk demon!! blah blah blah and like paige has the vanquishing potions and phoebe’s scrying and she’s talking about coop the whole time and paige is like okay but like demon vanquish and phoebe gets a read and it’s still like the bay mirror and she’s like ohmygod it’s coop it has to be i knew he was evil and paige is like let me see that so they orb back to the bay mirror and phoebe’s like all suspicious and paige is like all confused and they don’t see any telltale signs and paige is like give me that and like scrys and gets like idk alameda so paige is like okay we’re going there and they go there and there’s the demon and they vanquish it woohoo but then phoebe’s like but no coops suspicious bc like why when i was scrying earlier did it give my the bay mirror and paige is like idk maybe bc you were scrying with your heart instead of your head and phoebe’s like !!! what is that supposed to mean?? and paige is like dear phoebe & coop: my sister is hopelessly in love with her podcast cohost / rival, but still pretends like she hates him. how do i tell her that this little act is driving me up the wall????? and phoebe’s like oh my god you’re unbelievable you’re way off base you’re totally out of line and piper’s like hi please don’t make me dust off my middle child boots again what’s going on and phoebe’s paige is Accusing me of being in love with coop and paige is like yeah! because it’s true! and phoebe’s like oh did you cast a power swapping spell without me knowing because last time i checked i was the empath here!! and piper’s like oh boy. okay. paige, go cool off can u check on wyatt at magic school phoebe paige is right and paige sticks out her tongue at phoebe and orbs out and phoebe’s like !!!! and piper’s like acht! and phoebe’s like but!!!! and piper’s like acht! and phoebe’s like >:( and piper’s like look you’ve been burned in the past i get it we’ve all been hurt before but phoebe love is your strength it’s your greatest power and you can’t run from it and phoebe’s like i’m not running from it! and piper just like looks at her and phoebe’s like okay maybe i’m running from it a little but- and piper looks at her and phoebe’s like yeah :/ and piper gives her a hug and like sisterly advice and phoebe and coop are married like within a year it’s a really cute local event the chronicle tweeted about it.

[disslve]

𝐲𝐞𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐰 & 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐲 ! this is nai and my cowboy ass is here to throw roxy @ u and also tell u bad jokes and cry over life is strange 2 because i’m still not over this game and I NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT. just a heads up, i came up with roxy on a whim because this rp just looked so good,  so if it seems like i don’t know what i’m talking about ... it’s most likely the case whoops . ( this is an excuse for me bringing shitty muses ). anyway, my fake cowboy ass loves to ramble so if you’re interested in plotting feel free to LIKE this post or hmu. i forgot to mention that i’m also a fake grandma so idk anything about discord at all and i still need to set it up which will happen in the next few days dsdnsdsdn. 

ps: wanted connections/plots can be find in my wanted tag ( a link is on my blog ) and i’ll also list some below !

EDIT: discord name is nai #7158

 * [ kristine froseth + cis-female + she/her ] —— have you met roxanne ‘roxy’ bailey ? they are a twenty-two year old junior currently studying romance languages and literatures. they live on decker house and word around campus is that this scorpio is compassionate + dedicated, as well as impatient + dishonest. i wonder if they’ll make it out alive. 

basics.

full name: roxanne elise bailey

nicknames: roxy, rox

sexual orientation: bisexual

birth place: valencia, spain ( but only lived there for five years ) 

history. 

one could say that roxy had lived an easy life, though her parents weren’t distinguished by their social status, it didn’t mean they lacked money which was enough to support their daughter in whatever she wanted to do.

truth to be told, roxy was indeed a little spoiled, the type of kids who would try all kind of things on the expenses of their parents only to quit a new ‘hobby’ again. she could barely stick to anything. she was some twisted kind of golden child, good at many things but never had the patience to continue something for long enough to cultivate it. 

skipping over the part where she almost tried everything from arts, music etc. she finally found her passion ( and even roxy herself was surprised ). figure skating. she didn’t know what drew her in, she couldn’t explain it, she tried it and it felt right. roxy always describes the feeling as finding a soulmate if she feels extra dramatic that day. 

unsurprisingly, she was good at it. not that kind of good at something she was at all the other things she tried before, but that being good at which stemmed from genuine interest. maybe, that is why she managed to get so far. and it didn’t take too long that people even started to call her a figure skating prodigy. 

at this point at her life, she had it all, spinning the stars on her fingertips ( or warning bad pun ahead: spinning on the ice ). until, well, her parents company was in some crisis and they had to cut corners in the meantime. also oh so ‘conveniently’ roxy lived at the arse end of nowhere and getting to her practices was now even more difficult because as mentioned before they had to save their money for more necessary things. of course, there were more things , small and big, which totally threw her off ( which i am too lazy to list rn).

roxy tried to work part time, but a) the money wasn’t enough b) she didn’t want to cut more hours of training she managed to get. AND well, here comes the turning point and roxy thinking she was oh-so-smart without realizing that it would cost her career. oh-so-smart roxy came up with the idea to , well, just steal some stuff. after all, she trained with many other wealthy peers and she could just sell off their stuff or something. 

at the beginning she only did it to afford certain things she needed, but soon it somehow became an addiction. she felt in control when everyone else in her life was an utter mess. however, the more she took things away from others the more she felt comfortable, doing it more often and sometimes taking things which weren’t even worth that much. it was only a matter of time until she was caught. and as if she was lucky for too long, the person who caught her pressured her into either giving them a hefty sum of money (which she didn’t have) or to quit figure skating. she decided for the latter.

well, here she was and her sudden departure was quite a shock. but she had no choice and stated it was for personal reasons. 

skipping over her being devastated over it, etc. her parents managed to save their company (whatever this company is) but at this point it was already too late and roxy was accepted into holloway. 

right now she actually wants to pick up her figure skating career again, however, she’s too afraid that the blackmailer is going to expose her and also she doesn’t really know who they are (lets pretend they wrote her letters, txt messages >??) and also she’s kind of afraid due to the lack of practice she had .

personality.

okay i’ll keep this short bcs i wrote way too much for her background story. but to sum it up, roxy kind of has that perfect girl facade.  considering how many friends roxy has and how social she appears to be it is odd that no one seems to be able to describe her.  roxy doesn’t want people to know who she truly is, and she keeps her distance as she actively avoids conflicts that might cause her to say something wrong and exposes herself. 

she shields her feelings by only presenting polished version of herself, the facade of the perfect girl: kind, hard-working and polite. someone whose life is easy and someone who looks like she doesn’t have any worries. it doesn’t mean she isn’t anything of that, but it’s not as if her kindness has no bounds or that she doesn’t need to put effort into the things she does. nevertheless, she believes that she must be perfect in order to make people like her. and while, she is pretty good at masking her emotions and smile along, as soon as someone threatens to see past the illusion, she will become defensive and won’t hesitate to lie in order to preserve it.

plots.

best friends: although roxy pretty much keeps her distance from everyone else, this person had always stood by her side. maybe they knew about roxy’s sudden wannabe-thief phase ( which she is still in ) and well tried to talk her out of it ( which obviously didn’t work ). also adding some drama here and maybe they had a big argument over it and distanced from each othr because of it. however, my angst ass doesn’t want to ruin it and they’ll rekindle their friendship. they might meet again at holloway and it’s awkward at first, maybe they even have some arguments but they’ll get over it because everyone loves a good rekindled friendship story.

annoyance: someone who gets under roxy’s skin.seeing past the perfect girl face and constantly calling her out on it. maybe they just have fun annoying her and want to see what she really likes or they just don’t like roxy , thinking that beneath all of this act, she is a really unpleasant person. perhaps, they’re even doing it with good intentions and want to show her that she doesn’t need to hide who she is. whatever it is, they’re determined to expose to the world who she really is. 

pen pal ??:  muse a and roxy had been friends for a very long time, yet the funny thing is that they’ve never met each other nor do they know what the other look like. all they know is their name ( or maybe they only know each other by their usernames ) and their deepest secrets. maybe they already have crossed paths many times and perhaps even know each other but don’t like each other irl. or they never had noticed the other.

blackmailer: BECAUSE WHY NOT??? the person who forced roxy to give up on figure skating. maybe, they were a rival or just didn’t like her, or any other reason. they might as well, have noticed that roxy is secretly training again and might be back at their shit again. 

exes: GIVE ME THE ANGST, maybe muse a and roxy used to be in a serious relationship and as naive they were back then both of them thought this love would last forever. however, at some point roxy started to distance herself from muse a, constantly cancelling their dates because of their busy schedule. at first muse a tried to be understanding towards her, but as time passed things only got worse. roxy hating any kind of conflict just decided to ignore the problem instead about talking about it and eventually stopped replying to muse a messages. muse a never really got to know the real reason behind their break up and was left with unanswered questions. but anything works  

unrequited love: (this is just me throwing in my favourite way to make myself suffer) It doesn’t matter who is the one with the the one sided love because i just want some good angst.a)  muse a has a crush on roxy, yet they never told her about it. yet, muse a can’t hide it and it doesn’t take too long until roxy notices it. but instead of trying to talk to muse a about it, roxy just ignores it acting as she usually does and perhaps even give them false hope that she might like them back. maybe muse a even confessed to her and because roxy didn’t want to hurt them she told muse a she’d think about it.

b) roxy has a crush on muse a but doesn’t admit it. she doesn’t want to show their vunerable side and just plays it down. maybe they’re friends and roxy doesn’t want to lose another friend. but one day she confesses to muse a on accident, making everything awkward between them.

someone she stole from: idk i thought this would be fun ? maybe she confessed to them about it or maybe they caught her but decided to not confront her about it.

fan: someone who used to watch her perfomances on their tv and is still not over the fact that she quit.

i also have a connection page on my blog if these are too specific or none of these work 

i’m too tired to come up with more dsdsdnjsd but gimme everything !! THE ANGST, FLUFF, DRAMA PLS!!! 

[ranposlittle]

Hi! I don't know if you've ever answered this but I'm really curious to know as to why you've chosen Ranpo? I mean why do you like him in particular? Oh and what do you think about Mori? And who are your top 3 characters from BSD (like Dada material characters)? I've got so many questions🖤🖤🖤

Haha it's absolutely fine, anon~ I would love to answer all the questions that you have for me (●ˊᵕˋ●)

Warning: I'll be taking about some sensitive or possibly triggering topics on my answer about Mori (on item number 2). Please skip it and prioritize your mental health first 🤗

I've actually talked more in depth about this in the Q & A, but what I like about dada in particular is that he's not an ability user. I find it extremely attractive (and super hot) to see a "normal" man keeping up with the finest ability users out there. I also like the complexity of his character. I'd love to expound on this so if you'd like, I can make a whole post for it haha bcos really I have so much to say. As to why he's my "dada", basically, I just can see him as a dom haha in my own opinion of him, I think he likes to be the one who have the say on things. Of course, not to the point of being overly controlling, but more of liking the feeling of being "the man" haha. I mean, even Fukuzawa- the only person he have so much respect for- can't even order him around sometimes. He doesn't like to be looked down upon on or to be treated like he's an ignorant child, he's just lazy about the things he deemed unimportant. He likes to be praised and be viewed in high regards, so I think he'll appreciate someone who is a sub bcos subs do just that with their doms. I also think that he acts all childish but when with someone who is a bit more childish or innocent than him (for example, Kenji and Kyoka), he is very willing to act more responsibly. He doesn't mind explaining to Kenji the details of something he doesn't understand, or to instruct Kyoka how you eat a certain candy– even if he ended up eating it himself haha like, imagine this. Me, a sub, telling him: "Can you pls teach me how to open a ramune?" He will smile proudly and reply, "Of course, I can! I'm the best there is. You can't do anything without my help, don't you? Come here, I'll show you." — that'll be very dom of him haha he's very capable of being in charge if he wants to and idk I just don't think he's more into submitting. I think maybe bcos of his underlying insecurity, he would like to have that constant affirmation that he's the best and he's at the top of everything. Combine that with his playfulness, you get the best kind of a daddy– dominating but still fun. So yeah hehe I hope I made any sense 😅

Ooh, Mori. I have a lot of thoughts about Mori haha but to put it simply, I feel nothing towards him. I don't like him nor do I hate him. I'm truly indifferent towards him. The only time that I thought about Mori for a long time was when one night, I sat up on my bed thinking if Mori touches Elise (in a you-know-what way) or if he can even touch her at all. I looked it up and found a post explaining that the protagonist in Vita Sexualis expressed how he think he's asexual. This is the post and they also made some good points about Mori so pls check it out. So it made me wonder, if this is where Mori's ability is derived from, does he feels sexual attraction to Elise or just plain attraction? Because if we are going to go with the notion that he feels no need for sexual gratification, then we can say that he's only attracted to Elise. But why? The thought I came up with is maybe his attraction isn't really about age– bcos his attraction is towards Yosano. Well, Yosano's child self at that. It's possible that the first time he felt anything remotely close to admiring or being attracted to someone is when he met Yosano. Perhaps it's because of the beauty he found on her ability, or maybe her strong personality, but the bottom line is: Yosano became the image of his idea of what love or attraction is. This is what I came up with bcos I parallel Mori to the character of Humbert Humbert in the book "Lolita" where he became attracted to minors bcos of his first love when he was 14. Maybe Mori never got out of that moment bcos he might've felt like his "love" for Yosano was cut short or that she was taken away from him, and that's why he kept Elise in that age, bcos that's how old Yosano was when she was "his". At least that's is how I see it. Don't get me wrong, I'm not justifying or moralizing his actions. I just think that maybe Mori isn't gonna be attracted to just any child, I think he will be if they possess certain characteristics, like how H.H. likes "nymphets". I haven't read the manga though and I don't know when Mori manifested Elise, if it's before or after he met Yosano. Or if Elise's appearance has always been of a little girl. So I could be totally wrong with this and if that's the case then, never mind everything I said haha

I got asked a similar question before but it's just my fave characters and not the ones who I think is "dada-material" haha so just to be clear, aside from dada, my top 3 faves would be: Tachihara Michizou, Kenji Miyazawa and Q. So, for the top 3 characters that for me are "dada-material", it would be: Junichiro Tanizaki, Chuuya Nakahara and Oda Sakunosuke~ Bonus: Yukichi Fukuzawa. But only if you're into older men of course hehe

Thank you for your ask, anon! I had fun and I really love answering all of them~ don't be shy to ask more when you get the chance, ok? Bye bye~ ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎

[jvnex]

do you have any favorite characters in the rp? if so, who are they?

       of course i do, sugar plum.   ☕

        for starters, @elisecoplen​ is my favorite resident bubbles-esque princess. zoey deutch is a goddess and lindsey is a brilliant mind. i’m so blessed to be able to play a best friend to one of her characters. idk where corrina would be without elise and her voice of reason, but something tells me her and lola would’ve murdered each other by now.

        i love the god that is @nikxesquer​. truly, he’s a king. something about a rude boy theo james weakens me. thirst trap. even with claire’s long ass novel replies on the dash, i can look past them and appreciate nik for the pure excellence he is. actually, it’s like more for me. YUMMY.

        we can’t forget @rcwanbcrdeaux​, a true icon. artistry is put into his character every single time nick blesses us with his presence on the dash. i really wish i was lying but i can’t; i love a rowan bordeaux. such a damaged, intricate man and too good for us all, but i’ll fawn over him while i can. when is nick getting another character?

       if i did this without talking about the only female i’ve ever seen autumn play the world would end. @mxdsvdk​ is the rachel berry that everyone loves, and that shouldn’t be possible in any universe. y’all love to hate canon miss berry yet here she is in full swing and livening up the roleplay every time she’s on the dash.

        i’ll keep the flow going with these uglies and their messed up urls. @hcdtallxs​, because i’ve never seen beca play a character like this i don’t think. it’s strange, but i almost love him half as much as i love the last sibling she played to me. an archaeological king is in our midst, and his name is hudson everett tallis. bow down.

        so, embarrassingly, i worship @teddy-antonov​. he’s like the most unnecessarily hilarious character in empire. sometimes i read the threads amanda does on him and end up crying, because why is he like this? but i had to share my appreciation for him before i inevitably die.

        and last, but certainly not least (and really not last bc i love too many chars in this rp and i’m just tryna not write 2k words ukno what i mean), @noahbordeaux​. the bitch is dead but i can still lust over him. maybe half these answers are just my attraction to fcs, but who knows? anyway, gia should continue to play 1000+ year old og family members and no one else. case closed.

[mythicalsecretsanta]

Cookie Crisis (T)

This gift is for: Ellie (AKA @elliefcutie)

Merry Christmas! I hope you enjoy this, I really loved writing it. Hope your 2019 brings you only the best things!

A note on the rating/content. It’s rated G but they are drinking alcohol so I put it as T…idk E seemed like overkill. anyway, tw drinking. It’s platonic love with a whiff of Rhink. nothing remotely explicit or sexual though.

From your Secret Santa, Liz (AKA @mythicaliz)

Link to AO3 or read below:

As much as he loved his peace and quiet, Rhett also loved when his house was bustling with the chaos of both pairs of the Mclaughlin and Neal boys. It was two days before Christmas and both families were enjoying their dose of pre-Christmas excitement. Christy had made an emergency trip back to North Carolina to help after her father had broken his leg. She’d been there for three weeks and was due home the next evening, just in time for Christmas. Link and Lily were home, baking cookies for her church youth group’s Christmas eve party.  It was the first Christmas both families would be in Los Angeles and they were all looking forward to building new family traditions. It was nine pm, dinner was long over, the younger boys were in bed and the older pair played video games in the basement.

Rhett walked into the rec room and placed a bowl of popcorn and two cans of Mello Yello on the side table, and left unnoticed by the two teenage boys. Rhett leaned against the door jam and watched them, their figures, silhouetted by the flashing video game on the TV. Locke sat on the sofa, his gangly awkward body reminded Rhett’s of his own at his age. Some parts too tall already, other parts still somewhat boyish. Lincoln sat on the floor beside Locke. Every day he looked more and more like his father and Rhett couldn’t help but enjoy seeing his best friend grow up right before his eyes all over again.

“Get ‘em!” Lincoln shouted as he and Locke worked in tandem to take down the boss they were fighting. Victorious, they high fived and Lincoln flopped down on the couch beside Locke. The video game beaten and forgotten, the conversation turned to a girl in Lincoln’s class that he liked. Rhett wanted desperately to hear what horrible advice Locke was going to give Lincoln, but instead he decided to give the boys their privacy.

Rhett headed up stars, past Shepard’s room. Shep and Lando had gone to bed an hour ago but he still heard fits of giggles coming from the room. He cracked the door open and the pair were under Shepard’s comforter with a flashlight, telling silly stories and making eachother giggle. Rhett closed the door and couldn’t help but grin.

He felt a slim arm wrap around his waist in a sideways hug.

“You love having them here, don’t ya?” Jessie said as she gave him a squeeze.

“Yeah. It brings back a lot of good memories I have with Link. I’m glad our boys get to have them too.”

“You’re so lucky to have him,” she said as she rested her head on his arm.

“Yeah, y’know I was talking in therapy how it’s taken me so long to admit how important Link is to me. I mean.. I…uh…”

“You love him. And I love that you love him,” Jessie responded.

Rhett’s phone rang and he dug it out of his pocket. “Speak of the devil,” he said as he pulled away from Jessie, pacing up and down the hall as he took the call.

“The kids are fine, Link… oh no what’s going on… okay okay slow down brother, what do you need?”

Rhett sighed and looked up at Jessie, his hand cupped over the receiver and whispered, “You okay to handle the boys on your own? Link’s in a jam.”

Jessie rolled her eyes and nodded.

“I’ll be right over,” he said into the phone and hung up.

“Everything alright?” Jessie asked.

“Yeah, Link’s neighbour, y’know Elise? Her husband is out of town and her son’s appendix burst, she’s at the hospital with him and Lily’s emergency babysitting the two younger kids, which leaves Link to have to make a hundred gingerbread cookies for tomorrow and he’s in a state.”

“Oh gosh, don’t let that man bake!” Jessie said with a grin.

“I’d better get over there before the damn house burns down. Don’t wait up,” he said as he kissed her on the cheek and ran downstairs.

The drive to Link’s was a breeze, he could do it in his sleep. Two left turns, down to the end of the cul de sac. Easy. But it was already nine thirty. Normally he’d be watching something on Netflix with Jessie, thinking about going to bed. But he knew he had a long night ahead of him.

He pushed Link’s front door open and entered the foyer where he hung up his jacket.

“DANGIT!” Link exclaimed with a clatter of pans from the kitchen.

Rhett ran in to see Link holding his hand around his red wrist, eyes full of tears as he cursed up a storm.

Rhett grabbed Link’s hand a thrust it under the faucet which he turned as cold as it would go. He held Link’s hand there for a moment until Link nodded. Rhett got a clean tea towel from the drawer and some ice from the fridge. He balled the ice up in the towel, turned off the water, and held the ice to Link’s wrist.

“Better?” Rhett aked.

“Yeah, thanks,” Link sighed. “I was taking a pan of cookies out and hit the upper rack with my wrist.”

“Well, on the bright side, you only broke one cookie and they look pretty good!,” Rhett said as he picked up half of a broken gingerbread man. He blew on it for a few seconds and then took a large chomp out of the cookie. His eyes crossed a little as he looked around for something to spit it into.

“Oh come on! They can’t be that bad!” Link said as Rhett retched into a garbage can.

“Salty…” he whispered, “So salty!” Rhett chugged a glass of water. “Why so salty?!”

“No, that’s not right, there’s only a teaspoon of salt, lemme taste,” Link said, grabbing the cookie Rhett had taken a bite of.

“Nuh-uh,” Link said as he spit his out too.

“You must have mixed up the salt and sugar,” Rhett replied as he chugged another glass.

“Gosh this is hopeless!” Link replied.”Christy has everything in these unmarked bins, I don’t know what’s what! I’m workin’ blind here!”

“Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do,” Rhett said as he smoothed out his beard. “Where’s your recipe?”

Link pointed to a stained piece of paper on the counter.

Rhett muttered to himself as he read the recipe. “This seems straightforward enough. I’m gonna order all new ingredients, get them sent over by Postmates, so we know what everything is.” He pulled out his phone and ordered what they needed along with a few other items he deemed essential.

“Okay, while we wait, I’m gonna clean up so we can start with all clean utensils. First, lemme see your wrist.”

Link sheepishly pulled back the ice bag, and Rhett pressed his index finger on the burn.

“Ouch, Rhett,” Link said softly.

“It’s still hot, put the ice back on. You sit down. Maybe put some music on?”

“Alexa, play Merle Haggard’s Christmas Present,” Link said to the speaker on the kitchen counter.

Merle’s soothing voice began singing, “If We Make it Through December.” Rhett sang along as he filled the sink with soapy water and threw measuring cups and mixing bowls in. He took a cloth and wiped down the large marble kitchen island and swept the floor. In no time the kitchen was sparkling and the Postmates guy had arrived with their order. Link unpacked the bags. Flour, sugar, icing sugar, butter, baking powder, molasses, pasteurized egg whites, cream of tartar, spices, eggs, vanilla, milk, parchment paper, a glass jug of eggnog, and a bottle of rum.

“Really?” Link said, gesturing to the rum and eggnog.

“Look, it’s gonna be a long night, and we’re in need of some good old Christmas cheer,” Rhett said with a grin as he grabbed two glasses from the cupboard.

“I meant really? Rum? Were southern boys, we drink bourbon,” Link said as he pulled a bottle of Southern Comfort out of a high cabinet and handed it to Rhett. “Besides, I had a bad experience with rum once. Remember in college?”

“I remember, you were rough!” Rhett laughed as he poured them both a spiked eggnog and held out his glass. “Dink it,” he said.

“And sink it,” Link said, reluctantly clinked glasses and drank.

Rhett read through the recipe again, muttering to himself. “Alright, doctor, two sticks of butter,” he said, with an outstretched palm.

“Doctor?” Link said as he began to peel the wrapping off the butter.

“STAT!” Rhett said with a grin.

“Alright, doctor,” Link rolled his eyes as he handed the butter off to Rhett.

A few minutes later Rhett shut off the stand mixer and scraped the dough into a ball which he placed on a well floured counter.  He shaped it into a disk and reached for the rolling pin.

“Wait!” Link exclaimed, “Quality control!”

Rhett pinched off a small ball of dough and threw it to Link who popped it in his mouth. A bright grin broke out on his face.

“Good?” Rhett asked as he pulled off a taste for himself. Link nodded.

Rhett rolled out the dough in long strokes until it was the perfect thickness. He tentatively pressed the cookie cutter into the dough. He pulled it up, relieved to see a perfect impression of the gingerbread man in the dough. His tongue stuck out of the corner of his mouth as he slid a spatula under the raw cookie and delicately placed it on the parchment lined sheet. “Phew!” he said, “One down, ninety-nine to go.”

“This is gonna take forever,” Link sighed.

“You keep cutting these out, and I’ll start the next batch of dough,” he said as he tossed the cookie cutter to Link. Before he began the next bach he topped off both of their drinks. Link was right, it was going to be a long night.

Link cut out as many men as he could from the dough then balled up the scraps to reroll it to make more. He pressed the dough into a disk and began to roll it out again with the large wooden rolling pin. “Ugh!” he said as he struggled.

Rhett turned off the stand mixer and moved over to assist Link. “Here, we need to flour your rolling pin so it doesn’t stick,” Rhett said as he reached around Link and held the handle, his hand over Link’s as he liberally applied flour to the pin. He slid his hands past Link’s waist and guided Link’s hands over the handles of the pins and showed him how much pressure to apply and how to get a smooth, even surface. His beard bristled against Link’s ear as he softly said, “Easy now.”

“Like this, Rhett?” Link almost whispered.

“Perfect,” Rhett replied. He couldn’t help but notice how naturally they fit together. How his height allowed him to see clearly over Link’s shoulder, how his arms fit around Link’s slim waist and how their fingers intertwined over the handles of the rolling pin. “You got it,” he said as he pulled his hands away and returned to the mixer.

“How do you know this stuff anyway?” Link asked as he pushed up his glasses with a floured hand. “It’s not like you bake.”

“Nah, but I do watch way too many hours of Food Network,” Rhett said with a wink as he turned out a second batch of dough.

A few minutes later the first batch of cookies were ready to come out of the oven. “Let me do it, I don’t want you to burn yerself again,” Rhett said as he grabbed the oven mitt from Link. Slowly he pulled them out of the oven and placed them on the stove top. “What d’ya think?” He asked.

“They smell great!” Link said cheerfully, “But I don’t know if they’re done?”

“Remember what Josh said? If they look browned they’ll be burnt. Let’s leave them a few minutes to firm up. In the meantime we’ve earned ourselves another drink!”

Link poured this time and quickly they’d downed another spiked eggnog. The cookies cooled and Rhett picked one up. He broke it in half with a satisfying snap and handed half to Link. They both took a bite and grinned at each other at the delicious result.

They developed a system, Rhett made the dough, Link rolled it out and cut it, Rhett pulled them out of the oven and transferred them to cooling racks and they started over again, pausing for another boozy eggnog in between each batch. Soon, all the cookies were done baking and they had over a hundred gingerbread men in front of them to be decorated.

Link poured various candies and sprinkles into small bowls while Rhett mixed up a batch of royal icing. He spooned the thick white cream into a pastry bag, picked it up, and began to pipe decorations onto the first cookie. He squeezed the bag and the icing shot out quicker than he anticipated.

“Arghhhh,” he exclaimed. Link turned around from washing dishes at the sink and grabbed Rhett’s hand, pulling it up to his mouth and licked the icing that was dripping down the side of Rhett’s hand and his wrist.

“Did you really just do that?!” Rhett said, tears forming as he doubled over in laughter.

“Whut ihs thusss?” Link tried to speak with a mouthful of thick icing.

“Mostly egg whites,” Rhett said, laughing even harder.

“Ugh,” Link said as he spat the icing into the garbage and drained his glass of eggnog.

“You licked me!”

“Well, it seemed like the most reasonable thing to do at the time,” Link replied with a toothy grin.

“Gosh you’d think after thirty five years I would have seen that coming.”

“What can I say, Rhett, I’m full of surprises!”

Rhett washed his hands and picked up the icing to try again. This time, with a more delicate touch, he was able to get better control and pipe icing onto various candies which Link affixed to the gingerbread men to dress them up. Gumdrop buttons, silver ball eyes, licorice scarves. They looked adorable. Homemade, very homemade, but adorable.

Two hours and a few more drinks later, they were almost done. Link’s hips swayed along to Merle singing, My Favourite Memory. “There’s a million good times I could dwell on, but you are my favourite memory of all,” he sang as he washed the last few dishes.

“There’s a million good day dreams to dream on, but, baby, you’re my favourite memory of all,” Rhett sang as he decorated the last two gingerbread men. Theses ones were different than the others. One had icing abs and spiky icing hair, the other glasses and cross hatched icing plaid pants. “Look Link, it’s us,” Rhett grinned as he held up the two gingerbread men.

“Well, ain’t we cute,” Link said as he shut off the tap.

“You wanna eat me, or you?” Rhett asked, holding out the cookies.

“Ha! I’m not sure how to answer that? You I guess?” Link said, taking the Rhett cookie.

“Why’d you pick me?” Rhett said as he bit the head off the Link cookie.

“I dunno, practice for the apocalypse I guess when I’ll have to cannibalize you?” Link grinned as he ate a foot. “Dang these are good. Thank you for all your help, Rhett,” he said. “Crap it’s two in the mornin’. We can leave the rest of the dishes till tomorrow. I just remembered the guest room has no clean sheets right now. You wanna sleep on the couch or with me?”

“You, I guess. Be like our sleepovers we used to have ‘round Christmas time as kids.”

Link yawned and nodded. The pair made their way upstairs. Rhett had a toothbrush in the spare room from times when he’d be there working late so he brushed his teeth and washed his face. He pulled off his jeans and sweatshirt and padded down the plush hallway carpeted in his boxers and black v-neck t-shirt. He crawled into bed and assumed the usual rigid position he took when sleeping with Link, flat on his back to minimize contact.

A few minutes later, after completing his rigorous nighttime routine, Link crawled into bed. “Night brother, thanks again, you really saved me. I just want this Christmas to be so special. Our first Christmas in Los Angeles and all.”

“Happy to help. Hey… Link… ” Rhett whispered but before he could say what he wanted to, Link began to lightly snore.

A few minutes later Link’s arm was around Rhett’s waist, as he slept with reckless abandon. Normally Rhett would gently reposition Link’s arm so they weren’t cuddling. Maybe it was all the bourbon, or the Christmas spirit, or just the fact that he’d finally admitted to himself how important to him Link was, but he left it there.

For so many years of bed sharing he’d always fought Link’s touch but there was a niceness to it. This was their first Christmas away from home, but here, with his grey haired best friend nuzzling into his chest, he knew home wasn’t North Carolina, or Los Angeles or anywhere in between. Link was his home.

He sighed and breathed in the unmistakably earthy, clean smell that defined Link,and the lingering smell of molasses and bourbon. It was almost more intoxicating than the alcohol. For the first time he let his arm wrap around Link’s back and pull him closer. He swore he could feel Link’s lips curled into a smile against his chest as Link sighed contently and snuggled deeper. Rhett smiled too as he drifted off to sleep with his best friend in his arms.

Rhett woke up with the sun streaming through the California shutters in Link’s bedroom. It took him a few to seconds to remember he was at Link’s and it was Link wrapped up in his arms, a leg casually thrown over his, Link’s grey hair a mess under Rhett’s chin. Rhett smiled and gave Link a gentle squeeze. Maybe if things had gone differently in high school or college, or maybe if they’d grown up somewhere other than rural North Carolina, this would be how he would wake up every day, with Link in his arms. But that would be another Rhett in another universe. He was just grateful for all the things he did have. To be able to spend all day with Link, to build a business and live their childhood dreams.

“Hey,” Link said softly. He looked up at Rhett, his eyes impossibly blue without his glasses. “Uh, sorry for all the cuddling… awkward,” Link said as he pulled his leg off Rhett’s.

“No worries,” Rhett said, his arms still wrapped around Link.

“Wanna go get breakfast at the diner? My treat for all your help?” Link asked.

“Sure, can… can we stay here a little while longer?” Rhett asked.

“Sure, brother,” Link said, his head rested on Rhett’s chest again. “Hey Rhett, it’s Christmas Eve! Merry Christmas!”

“Merry Christmas, Link. Love you, brother,” he said as he gave Link a squeeze.

“Love you too, Rhett,” Link replied as his arm wrapped around his waist again, with a knowing squeeze. In a few hours the kids would come home, and Link would go to the airport to pick up Christy. There would be church and presents and Christmas excitement, but right now it was just Rhett and Link. They closed their eyes and both dozed off again, stealing one more hour together.

[star-blossom]

nct song ask

okay but firts of all, i’m doing thsi just because @renjunlonjin challanged me to do ALL the nct songs ask and, as THE demon i accepted it :) (i think ill regret it soon but.. let’s see)

asks : 

0 mile: what is your favourite number and why?

my favorite number is 10, i don’t have a why actually, i just like the number ten :v

angel: what are 3 things you find really beautiful?

the ocean; roses (are my favorite flowers); @nanasboi;

another world: which fictional world would you like to like to live in?

narnia

around: what people do you like being in company of?

answered here

baby don’t like it: what are your pet peeves?

i have some but what irritates me the most are: people walking slow in front of me.. omg like CAN YOU WALK PLEASE ??????????? and it’s even worse when they are so many that block the other ways to pass them ??? # turists

baby don’t stop: your guilty pleasure?

ithink i don’t have one.. i don’t really know what to answer here because i don0t have one.. i think.. 

back 2 u: have you ever had your heart broken?

yes, a lot actually.. i fall in love too fast and too deeply so it’s very easy to break my heart. i’m such a emotional bitch and i creat a lot of feelings for someone easily (something i hate about me) and... a lot of people broke my heart before.. 

black on black: favourite outfit?

answered here

boss: who is the person you respect the most and why?

my mom. i love her so much even i don’t show it that much actually.. we fight a lot but i love her.. ofc i do it’s my mom..  why? she’s such a warrior and i don’t want to talk about it here but i have to say she passed through a lot and i’m so glad that she’s alive today.. 

cherry bomb: when was the last time you felt sexy?

i think it was last week when my class was photographying for a school project and i was one of the models. i felt sexy but insecure at the same time, as always.. (i have always to feel insecure about something wow)

chewing gum: what is your favourite candy?

UUUUUUH i don’t have a favorite candy buuuuut, my favorite ice cream flavor is mint and chocolate aaaa it’s so good~ 

cure: what songs do you listen to in order to relax?

2U - JK cover beautiful - Crush i love you boy - suzy if i could i would feeling nothing - blackbear it’s you - henry nothing like us - JK cover paper hearts - JK cover  spring day - elise english cover stay - blackpink try Again - d.ear ft. jaehyun i do - jenyer summer rain - gfriend lucid dream - monogram timeless - nct u the truth untold - bts ft. steve aoki

omg they are a lot i know but, if you listen to some of them, tell me~ 

dream in a dream: what’s the strangest dream you’ve ever had?

AHAHHAHAAH funny fact: i don’t remeber my dreams. only if they are nightmares and as a nightmare, it’s not strange or funny :) i’m sorry.. 

dunk shot: your favourite sportsperson?

HELLO CRISTIANO RONALDO EXISTS uwu

fire truck: your biggest fear?

my biggest fear is to lost veryone who i love the most, my family and my friends.. not only in a “death” siatuation but lost them even in life you know? idk i would react to it.. 

go: if you could go to any place in the world, which place would that be?

i really want to travel to japan. i think japan is a beautiful country and i really ant to know that awesome country better. who knows, onw day!

but if you’re talking in another way, maybe i’ll go to meet my jungwoo baby uwu pleaseeeee

good thing: what are your talents?

do i have any? maybe photography? well since photography is something i’m learning and not a talend i born with, i don’t really know. i don’t consider myself a talented person tbh, i don’t have nothing special

heartbreaker: what has made you cry recently?

KIM JUNGWOO YOU CAN ASK ALO, LIKE I LITERALLY SENT AN AUDIO TO HIM CRYING BECAUSE OF JUNGWOO AHQAHAHAAH WHAT A SOFTIE I KNOW

joy: what makes you happy?

music, photography, dance, my friends, the ocean, animals, men’s perfume, chocolate, roses, my utt bias... 

la la love: what’s the longest crush you’ve ever had?

was my first crush: 4 years :) wow a lot i know, and guess who got her heart broke (hint: me)

lemonade love: is there a thing you did during your childhood that you still do and if so, what is it?

play random songs and creat my own choreography, yes i do that a lot or just when i have time, as you can see, i love to dance a lot!

limitless: if you had to choose one person to spend an indefinite time on a deserted island with, who would it be?

uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh jaehyun.. idk why but i feel like he’s a good person for this 

mad city: where do you feel most like yourself?

when i’m alone. reallu i’m totally myself when i’m alone, dancing or listening to music! i love being alone 

my first and last: what was the first kpop song you heard and what was the last one you listened to?

first - monster by bigbang last - see you later by blackpink

my page: do you write a diary?

no :) i used to do it but i don’t do it anymore because i don’t have time to have one

neo got my back: have you ever had a near-death experience?

no, but tbh, i would like to experience one

once again: if you could go back in time, what moment would you go back to?

to the day my dog died.. i just wanted to say goodbye to her.. (uhh guess who’s crying...)

paradise: what is your dream vacation?

answered on “go”

radio romance: what do you think about long distance relationships? would you be comfortable being in one?

answered here

running 2 u: what’s the longest you’ve ever run?

i don’t know because i really dislike to run ahaisha 

spring blossom: what’s your favourite flower and why?

roses; they are so pretty and their smell.. nobody never gave me flowers even on my birthday or something but i really like them, they are so romantic.. OMG I LOVE ROSES

summer 127: your favourite memory from a vacation?

i don’t have. fun fact: i never traveled out of portugal :v

sun & moon: are you a night owl or a morning lark?

totally a night owl, it’s now 1am and IM DOING THIS 

switch: if you could be somebody of the opposite sex for one day, who would you be?

answered here

taste the feeling: what is your favourite beverage?

COCA-COLA AAAAAAAA

the 7th sense: if you could be talented in one thing, what would it be?

answered here

timeless: do you have a favourite piece of art and if so, what is it?

well, timeless is considered a piece of art? if so, it’s it :)

touch: are you a cuddly person or not?

YES I AM A LOT OMG I LOVE CUDDLING PLEASE I WANT TO DO IT RN AAAAAA :((

trigger the fever: have you been obsessed by something recently?

not really

try again: what’s the last thing you messed up badly?

not preparing the material to do my internship correctly, omg what a shame

vision: where do you see yourself in 10 years?

working in something related to photography

wake up: at what time do you usually wake up?

it depends.. during school days: 7 - 9 am  weekends: 1 - 2pm... :) 

walk you home: what songs remind you of home?

answered here

we young: what is one film from your childhood that you never get tired of?

ALL BARBIE FILMS AHHAHAAHAH I JUST LOVE THEM TOO MUCH SPECIALLY  THE PRINCESS AND THE POUPER

whiplash: what is the most painful thing you’ve experienced?

answered here

without you: what are three things you cannot go without?

my phone my headphones my keys  :v

yestoday: did you make new year’s resolutions last year and if yes, have you achieved them?

answered here

young & free: what is your earliest childhood memory?

i don’t really like to remember my childhood.. and even talk about it, i’m sorry

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HEEEEEEE I DID IT @renjunlonjin !!!!! WHAT WILL I GAIN WITH THIS???

[queenofnohr]

Sometimes i think of the fact that ryoma technically comitted suicide and marx was technically killed fighting fighting kamui, even though marx's actions were far more suicidal than ryoma's. What do you make of that?

Well, I mean. Both essentially committed suicide

Idk how explicit it is in the english version because real talk I don’t fuck with that anymore

But in Chapter 26 of the Japanese, him ordering Lazaward and Pieri to stay behind is pretty clearly implying that his intention is to die. They even point out how the way he tells them to stay behind and praises them for their service seems like a goodbye/the end etc. (which you can read here) 

So even though Marx is “killed” he went into the fight pretty much intending to die, either literally or metaphorically (which I talk about a little bit at the end of this). I’ll cover the metaphorical death first because I feel like that’s what people don’t understand the most, but it’s important not to think of Marx as “getting killed” but committing, essentially, suicide by cop.

Basically, Marx duels you as a way to both your and his resolve, and to see if you have absolutely any hope of beating Garon, because Garon is real fucking strong and if you can’t beat Marx, there’s no way in hell you could possibly pull out a win against Garon.

The reason he’s testing his own resolve is because, on the entirety of the Hoshido route, the Nohr family fucking loses it. Elise is the only one who is able to “stay herself” and even then she escapes underground and pretends not to be herself - away from her duties, away from the royal family, away from “Elise, littlest princess of Nohr”. And that’s....... kind of a big deal. Because all of the other sibling, because of their seniority, because of their violent and even abusive pasts, fling themselves 100% into their roles as princes/princesses and protectors of Nohr. This is the cause for Camilla’s downright mania in Chapter 13, where she fools herself long enough into the fantasy of being able to bring Kamui back and live a happy life with them together again without consequence to be able to be earnest - but that��s immediately broken by both the Hoshido siblings getting defensive against her and also because of Ganz’s arrival. It’s the reason Leon goes on his shpeil on how he’s always hated you, how he wants to kill you - only to break down crying at the end of the chapter, because he can’t. Because he loves you. Because you’re still family. Even if there was sibling resentment/jealousy - that’s all it was. Not outright hatred or malice, but he tells himself as much, he beats it into his own head, all so he can become Leon, Second Prince of Nohr, cold-blooded gravity master who will murder you in cold blood.

Marx is the same way. The only difference in him and Camilla + Leon is that his sense of duty is stronger and, as Crown Prince, the line ends with him - he is heir to the throne, he was raised with the throne in mind all his life, and so the luxury of not being able to go through with killing you is not something he has. So this duel is as much a test of resolve for him as it is for Kamui - perhaps even more-so.

No matter how the duel ends, Marx wins. Either he is able to kill off Marx, the eldest brother of the Nohrian siblings, and live cold and hard as the unforgiving Crown Prince of Nohr, or he legitimately dies and Kamui is able to go on to fight Garon and hopefully win (but either way he’s finally free of his hellish life)

As for legitimately committing suicide by Kamui - it’s pretty clear in JPN that after he accidentally struck down Elise that he wanted nothing more than to die. Being “Crown Prince” didn’t matter to him anymore. He went into the duel leaving the outcome in the hands of fate, perfectly fine with dying even though he might have had the soldiers to steamroll your party, so long as it was earned. But when faced with legitimately killing one of his younger siblings - he just...... can’t live with himself anymore (it’s unclear on whether or not he would’ve been able to live with himself through the actuality of killing Kamui but I digress). It’s alluded to in the text that he didn’t use his full strength after Elise died -  from that point it can be assumed that it wasn’t a duel he was mentally prepared to go either way - this was 100%, no doubt about it, a suicide.

Ryouma, however....... His death is indeed a suicide, but I don’t think he was suicidal at all. Rather, his death was a kind of shield - as though he was taking a bullet for Kamui. Why?

Because Kamui spares Ryouma and Ryouma is able to be convinced that Hinoka and Sakura are still alive. Because Garon and Macbeth know Ryouma isn’t truly dead, Kamui is then subject to be killed by them as a traitor. To Ryouma, as an elder brother, it’s simple - to protect Kamui, he forfeits his own life instead. It isn’t a matter of whether he wants to die or not, it’s a matter of whether he will allow Kamui to die or not. So, to protect them, he makes a show of killing himself, proclaiming himself a samurai who will not die by his enemy’s hands.

Which, knowing what seppuku is, is a reasonable course of action for him to take in Garon and Macbeth’s eyes. His last actions weren’t those of despair or even necessarily defiance - they were the actions of someone with hope in Kamui (and the future), and committing seppuku was simply the only way to protect them.

tl;dr - Marx is absolutely suicidal and even if he wasn’t killed by his own hands, he went into that final battle with every intention of dying. Ryouma isn’t at all suicidal, but committing seppuku to protect both his younger sibling and thus the future of Hoshido is something he resolved himself to do.

[insomniiiac-blog1]

      THEORY TIME !   alright so grab your mug ,   ‘cause you’re about to read some fine ass rambling .

   if you know me at all you know i like to mix the lore of different movies / series into my portrayal ,   or at least create a link between them if it makes sense .    so i was analyzing   a nightmare on elm street   &    insidious ,   both movies seem to share some kind of similarity in their plot although they’re completely different story-lines .   it all started off with   this scene :

  if you have watched this movie ,   you know this fancy guy right there is a nasty ass demon .   he lives in another dimension which later in the movie elise (  the medium  )   says she likes to call it  “the further “ .   i’m betting it wasn’t a coincidence at all that he resembles freddy krueger with the claws and what seems to be a hat  (  it’s not .  his head is just weird but thats besides the Point )   .   so that got me thinking ...   wait  -   didn’t freddy made a deal with demons to become a dream entity that kills people ?  ( in freddy’s dead :  the final nightmare that’s what he claims anyways )   and if that’s true ,   could it be possible it was one of these guys ?    listen .  looking back ,  insidious is a movie about a little boy who ,   once he   falls asleep ,  can travel to another dimension ,   one with ghosts and demons ,   but it’s assumed  (  because elise says his ‘lack of fear’ has caused him to travel ‘too far’  )  that there are many levels in this place ,  and some are quite harmless  (   maybe REM SLEEP makes you travel to a harmless one ?  ) ,   which would make since since according to a nightmare on elm street  (  the first movie  )  at the sleep clinic the doctor says  ‘nobody really knows what dreams are’ .    so maybe that’s it .   maybe dreams are you traveling to another place .   but maybe people with  astral protection ,   because they are lucid ,  can go too far ,   it’s possible they can even get close to hell ,   and that’s why there’s demons around . 

   now ,  back to the demon guy .   in the movie elise tells that the ghosts want to possess their son because they crave life ,   meanwhile demons want to possess him to cause even more harm .   why is this relevant ?   I’LL TELL YOU WHY !  a nightmare on elm street : freddy’s revenge .   y’all remember that freddy freakin tried to possess jesse  &  almost succeeded because he wanted to cause harm / kill again ?   so apparently freddy   can   possess your body if you’re weak enough to be under his influence ,   but you need to carry his ass out of the dream world .  sounds similar ??   damn straight .   

the demon in insidious also manages to possess dalton in insidious because he’s stuck in a state of   COMA  aka unconscious aka  sleeping !!    it seems both these entities can get a hold of you when you’re asleep ,   and both of them have enough power to keep you that way ,  keep your soul trapped in another place .    normal demons possess people ,  that isn’t uncommon on tv ,   but what’s interesting is that both freddy and red face demon need you asleep to do their thing .   now ,   freddy got so far as   crossing over  ( the pool scene )   and this also happened in insidious : chapter 2  when josh gets possessed by the old woman ,  lady in black ,  what have you ,  because she entered his body since he stopped to talk to her  (  don’t talk to demons ,  kids . )      and yeah ,  freddy’s demon ass is probably sippin’ some tea w red face over there ,   chit chatting about the weather and all the   SOULS  they steal . 

   you’re welcome for that image by the way .    but i digress  -   the souls ,   well that’s pretty obvious .   in astral projection ,   you leave your physical body on earth ,   and lets your soul travel across dimensions ,   so when they trap you into this “dream world”  you’re basically ... their bitch .  you need to get back to your body to wake up ,  this was shown many times in insidious ,   and in a nightmare on elm street nancy also uses this trick when she goes to see her friend in jail after falling asleep ,  and when she’s chased by freddy rushes back to her room ,   climbs the window ,  and once she hops under the sheets she comes back .  so there’s some correlation here .   the problem is that in both movies ,    this dimension is immense ( possibly endless ? ) ,  and it keeps changing ,  so it’s incredibly difficult to find your way back .  both movies also show that whatever entities are against you ( if once human )  have rooms there with their memories .   so is it too far fetched thinking dream world  &  the further are one and the same ?   i don’t think so . i mean 

  kind of similar ,  don’tcha think ?   but hold on ,  i’m not done yet ! not only is it similar ,   but we’ve also seen that within this alternate reality ,  it seems   you can  fight back ,  manifest powers within dreams ,   once you are self-aware and no longer paralyzed by fear .   this is shown through a nightmare on elm street :  dream warriors and insidious : chapter 3 .   in anoes ,   once the teens realize they must fight against this entity to stay alive ,   they start to take back control of their dreams and become stronger ,  each in their own way ( one becomes wizard , another one becomes a super-powered goth i guess , idk )  and  in chapter three ,   both elise ,  upon facing her fears ,  shows som pretty badass supernatural powers if you can call it that . which makes all the sense in the world taking into consideration the lore  -  you’re a soul .   your body is unconscious somewhere ,   this world has no use for physical strength ,  because you’re not in a physical state ,  what you need to demonstrate is spiritual strength .

  so in a way ,   in both movies you see the same pattern - overcoming your fears gives you leverage over these entities ,  gives you power in this world .  also the creepy “man who can’t breathe�� from chpter 3 ? elise says he’s a parasite who feeds off your fear .... rings a bell doesn’t it ?    direct quote from the movie

    “ this entity is very powerful . it’s a spirit who used to live in this building a long time ago. it's been alone for a long time. but she's making it stronger. it's feeding on her life force.”    “ usually, entities of this type, living in the dark, they want to possess the bodies of the living so that they can leave the dark and return to life. but there's another kind of a spirit. it's an even worse kind. one that does not wanna leave the dark, that wants the souls of the living to join it in the shadows."  um ... hello ?

      guys ........ they totally pals man .  

    but in all seriousness ,   isn’t it creepy that these entities have their own private little “home” in this dimension where they can keep others and just chill out waiting for more victims ?    home sweet home .   but let’s not forget ,   another thing these franchises share in common is that a person ,   is that they can literally   bring   stuff out of their dreams ,   be that a person or something less pleasant ,   or even just an object .   like how nancy went to rescue joey after freddy held him in a coma (  dream warriors )  ,   or how dalton hides and falls asleep to go find his father and bring him back to his body ( chapter 2 ) .

     so anyways ,   that’s my theory  -  dream world  &  the further   could possibly be one and the same .   which is also why i incorporated the headcanon that katherine is a  lucid dreamer / astral projector  into my bio ... i could be doing replies but i’m rambling instead ,  sue me .

[shadowlink720]

FE: Revelation Randomised Chapter 10

(aka ‘there are so many dropped items on this map holy heck’)

aiight, we’re off to Izumo let’s gooooo

also i’ve grinded kaze up a little bit, so it shouldn’t be too much longer before he should be able to promote (i’ll change his class to a monk then grand master then yis)

but I digress

i just had an image in my head of just Izana sitting there and just like ‘Experience tranquility, bitch’

oh yeah he wasn’t randomised because reasons

aaand some vanilla stuff

because he, too, is a Shitty Meme Gremlin just like me and Leo

a special case that Obro really isn’t keen on, by the looks of it-

green boi is suspicious

heeere’s OWAIN

‘trust me, my man, I know a LOT about magic’

‘surprise, bitch’ ‘it’s not a surprise if we knew-’ ‘sHOOSH’

shit man, he sure does because we definitely haven’t seen that happen in both of the other routes already

oh yeah then the entire map is filled with ice walls rrrrrrest in pieces

ah jeez, there’s so little units that you can bring to this map;;

aiight, let’s go

‘no shit, sherlo--’ ‘yOU BE QUIET’

hoo boi are u guys ready for these a m b u s h e s

also i sure as heck remember there being chests in this map

oh wait, i forgot i turned animations off when i was grinding;;

lm a o i keep getting staves and rods but i can’t do anything with them yet because I still don’t have a healer;;;;;;;;;

OH SHIT HE PROCED ASTRA AND IT WAS A CRIT;;;

also i may or may not have looked up a map and there doesn’t seem to be any chests, rather every enemy drops something lmao ... of course i’m going to get them all

hooooooo boi

yeah we’re in for the long run with this chapter, fOLKS

oh man, u d e a d s o n n y

OH BOY THIS ARMOURSLAYER it’s great-

he pROCED ASTRA AGAIN???? wow

oh nice, one of them dropped a heart seal

oh boy, 8% crit;;;

also since Kaze learned Beastbane he’s been really helpful against the cavaliers lmao;;

awwww ye

oh wait, i should charge my ds;;;

oh heck there’s a dark mage with Mjolnir-

nevermind, there isn’t

oh man, get wrecked

......... shit i just realised i missed one

hhHHHnajsfbahgfg good thing there’s no turn count ahahahah;;;;

righty hoo, that’s all of the enemies that drop things barring Zola

sorry, what? yeah that’s what I expected

aaand we can get rid of this one tooooo

...... yeah let’s do it

so you you really can’t see your odds, huh?

aaaaaand he Dead

oh yeah, it’s a seize chapter ........ i’m tempted to go around and get rid of all of the snow but i’ve been doing this chapter long enough, this is the 30th turn-

aaaaand seized!

oh yeah, he’s still alive, isn’t he?

vanillaaaaa

oh yeah, he tries to take Sakura hostage well too bad, it’s Obro now, biatch

idk man, with someone like story xander as the crown prince, i don’t really think he’s be ‘honourable’

aaaand heeeeeeere comes Berukaaaa

hiiiii Berukaaaa

so much so that xander would be willing to turn against his own able soldiers and deliberately prolong the war in conquest just so you could be victorious in the way you wanted it to I’m so salty, I’ll stop, sorry--

lmao she’s just fidgeting there

it ain’t that easy, Corrin-

oddly fitting to have the ‘That’s heartless’ voice line, hahah

aaaand Corrin STILL doesn’t mention the curse uahhdiyufgdfakhgfdgfyaj

honestly tho, you’d think that Xander and Camilla at the very least would be more inclined to believe corrin when they said something is up with Garon, because like they knew what he was like before this whole anankos shenanigans and i’m fairly certain Leo did too but hey, that’d make things too simple, right? leave too much room for a longer period of time actually in Valla? yeah

now’d be a great time to bring up that curse, Corrin

corn i swear to Nayru

gee thanks man

well that is pretty true

gee thanks but did you really have to impale the door with a tree? who am i kidding, of course you did

lmao harsh

theeeere she gooooooooes

hecking, uhhh yikes

time to untie them all i guess

aaaand there’s the REAL Izana

heck yeah he is

haha yeah..... ‘fair’ more like total badass lmao

there’s Nyx! :D

ohh my god i keep forgetting that Nyx basically squeaks sometimes-

ok this time, the face kinda would make sense because it’s like ‘say anything about it and your gonna eat those words’

that’s exactly what she had been telling you not to do, Nyx-

gdi i had to take a moment to realise that takumi in the original dialogue didn’t just refer to himself in the third person and as a separate entity ahdugasdykgad

yes, pls talk some sense into your sister, Obro

should’a mentioned the curse

nyx pls

enter izana againn

sooo.... well, I guess since he knows about the seal of flames he’d know at least something about valla too?? idk

oh wait, yeah gods and such

idk man izana seems like he’d be the kind of person to get prophecies just dumped on him lmao

tbf that is pretty understandable

lmao nyx just trust Izana trusting corn

pretty darn vanilla cutscene gooooo

shit boi, they sure did

it’s anankos, boi

oh yeah, the seal of flames

oh nooo

crYPTIC BULLSHIT- revelation is no where near as morally grey as it could have been-

oh wait, the other prophecy was what... right ok now i remember properly lol

yeah they’re probably eldritch abominations who look like they came straight outta soulsborne hahah

i can’t believe izana is mcfreaking Dead

drAYGUNS

otherwise you’d have wasted your life for nothing lol

yep, he’s dead

yeah it’d be great if you didn’t spit on his dying wish just like xander did to elise’s in birthright hAHAHAHAH

hah she’s so small

even when he’s dying, he’s a Shitty Meme Gremlin

that goes for you, too, Nyx hahah

yaaaaas thank you for not being as much of a hecking moron as story xander is;;

sILAS WHAT-

KEATON IS OBORO, WOW--

.... wait if Keaton is Oboro, that’d make Silas Hinata holy sh i t what are the odds of that eve n since Hinata was Silas in the birthright run uagdyugsdafsdytgfasdft

he’s so chipper it’sgreat

uhh hmm what a face to make lmao well at least he’s gonna cooperate;;

awwwww yeah that’s chapter 10 dooooone

let’s have a look at the new uniiiiits! :D

we’d already seen that Nyx was a Troubadour, so we fINALLY HAVE AT LEAST ONE HEALER;;;;; she has Fierce Counter, so she gets +2 damage dealt when attacked by a male enemy, niiice and since there’s a lot of male enemies in fates then that’s great (Growth rates: HP - 40, Str - 50, Mag - 40, Skill - 20, Spd - 0, Lck - 60, Def - 35, Res - 40) (Heart Seal: Sky Knight and Wyvern Rider) (..... you know exactly what I’m gonna do lmao)

now for Keaton!

ohmyfarore, he’s another Monk;; well I guess two healers are better than none?? lol idk he has Playthings as a personal, so adjacent enemies lose 5 hp at the start of the player phase, niiice he also has Seal Defence and Better Odds, nICE better odds restoring up to 40% of his hp on odd-numbered tuuuuurns (Growth rates: HP - 45, Str - 30, Mag - 40, Skill - 30 Spd - 40, Lck - 35, Def - 40, Res - 20) (Heart Seal: Cavalier and Oni Savage)

aaaand now for Silas!

he-- he’s another monk, ok;;; well i mean i wasn’t gonna keep Nyx as a troubadour anyway, sooo i guess that’s fine hahah;; oooh, he has Shuriken Mastery as a personal, so if he’s hit by one the attacker also takes the status effects and half the damage, niiiice he also has Air Superiority which is.... ok, I guess?? it’s like an even more narrowed breaker skill lol it’s not even +50% hit/avoid, just 30% hahah;; (Growth rates: HP - 15, Str - 0, Mag - 50, Skill - 20, Spd - 45, Lck - 35, Def - 15, Res - 55) (Heart Seal: Fighter and Archer)

... ok so like yeah I know exactly what I’m gonna do right here

we gon’ have ourselves another Fujin Yumi wielding Kinshi Knight, everyone >:3cccc

let’s hecking do it

geddiiiiit boiiii ... wait i should have probably waited until she had at least gotten Resistance +2 .......... OH WELL, she’ll just do without it-

aaaand I am also gonna use that arms scroll I got in that chapter to Nyx as weeeeell

aiight well i’m just gonna do a heck ton of grinding now, so next time we’re gonna be doing chapter 11! which i do not remember in the least! lmao;;

[fae-fucker]

The One: Chapter 20

Ok, only 11 chapters to go. We’re almost there.

The other girls freak out on America, with Elise saying that America has to follow the king’s rules and we get this:

“Maybe the rules are wrong!” I screamed [...]

You’ve seen torture and supposedly lived in poverty thanks to Clarkson’s rules, and it took you three books to arrive at a “maybe”? 

*sigh*

Anyhoo, America gets pulled away by the royal family to get a good talking to, and again we see how the evil Big Bad King Clarkson is a completely useless, incompetent doink and thus a very weak and pathetic villain:

“You swore!” he bellowed. “You said she was under control. First the outburst on the Report, then you nearly get yourself killed on the roof, and now this? It ends today, Maxon.”

Though to be fair, a villain must be this weak and incompetent for America to triumph. Anybody more intelligent and she’d be dead in a week.

This supposedly super evil mastermind who orders little kids tortured can’t have one dumb bitch executed or even assassinated and paint it as an accident. 

This is honestly so fucking sad. Like literally, he’s only this incompetent because if he were A BIT, just A SMIDGE more intelligent, this whole plot would’ve crumbled.

“Father, did you hear the cheers? People appreciate her sympathy. She’s your greatest asset right now.”

“I beg your pardon?” His voice was an iceberg, slow and deadly.

Maxon paused a moment at the chill but continued. “When she suggested that people defend themselves, the public responded positively. I daresay the reason more people aren’t dead is because of her. And this? Father, I couldn’t put a man in jail for life over what was supposed to be a petty crime. How can you expect that from someone who’s probably seen more than her fair share of friends beaten for less? She’s refreshing. The majority of the population is in the lower castes, and they relate to her.”

I had to read that, and now so do you. (Also, wtf is that iceberg metaphor?)

Clarkson says that he let America stay because she keeps Maxon ... focused?

Guys, I’m gonna cry.

“Clarkson, perhaps—” He silenced the queen with a look, and whatever her opinion was fell away.

CAN YOU SMELL THE FEMINISM IN THE AIR. KIERA CASS IS SURE ALL ABOUT THAT SWEET SWEET FEMALE EMPOWERMENT! SO MANY STRONK FEMAL CHARACTAAARS!!

“These girls have been disastrous. Even the Asian’s connections have done nothing for me. [...]”

You’re just an incompetent twat then. Oh wait. 

I mean, first we get to hear that he doesn’t need “connections” in France and then it turns out he has political problems with the French, and now he claims that he can’t use the “Asian’s” (ew) connections even though he’s in desperate need of them. 

Whatever bro. Just die already.

Clarkson suggests that they send all the current girls away and Maxon gets to hand-pick out new random girls. Because misogyny? Kiera Cass sure loves it! Clarkson mentions a “French girl” (Daphne was it? I can’t remember) and America ... Well, she’s America:

I lowered my eyes. Maxon had never mentioned a French girl.

It genuinely felt as if someone took a chisel and chipped a crack in my heart.

HE HAD OTHER GIRLFRIENDS?!?!?!? EVEN THOUGH HE TOLD ME OVER AND OVER THAT HE’S NEVER FELT LOVE BEFORE AND THAT I WAS HIS FIRST?!?!?!?!?!?!??! I WILL BELIEVE CLARKSON’S OBVIOUS ATTEMPTS AT MANIPULATION, EVEN WHEN KNOWING HE HATES ME, OVER THE WORDS OF THE MAN I SUPPOSEDLY LOVE!

Hey, Kiera? Your characters are shit and I hate them.

Maxon seems to be struggling to make a decision. I ... don’t understand why Clarkson doesn’t just ... decide for him? He IS the king. Idk, Kiera Logic, I guess.

“Either way, you should ask yourself if that,” [Clarkson] said, pointing to me again, “is someone you could really spend your life with. Dramatic, selfish, money hungry, and, to be quite honest, very plain. Look at her, son.”

But we all know she’s gorgeous, so this is only there to show how EVIL the king is.

I do love his epic burn though. You know you’re in trouble when the antagonist we’re all supposed to hate has a point about your main character being a selfish twat. 

“I’ll give you a few days. For now there’s the press to deal with. Amberly.”

The queen scurried over, placing her arm through the king’s, leaving us alone and speechless.

FEMINISM.

America leaves to angst. She thinks about the consequences of her actions for five seconds before going back to the things that really matter:

And as frivolous as it was when I considered everything else going on, I couldn’t stop thinking about this French girl. Why hadn’t Maxon mentioned her? Was she here a lot? Why would he keep her a secret?

At least she acknowledges it’s frivolous, I guess. Progress?

The other girls come in to keep her company. 

Kriss giggled. “None of us is an Amberly, are we?”

“I like shocking people too much,” Celeste said with a smile.

“And I’d rather hide than do half the things she has to.” Elise ducked her head.

“I’m too wild.” I shrugged my shoulders, embracing my faults.

“I’ll never have her confidence,” Kriss mourned.

EMBRACING MY FAULTS. I’M GONNA PISS.

KIERA CASS, YOU CAN’T FRAME THIS AS A FLAW WHEN EVERY BOOK HAS GLORIFIED AMERICA’S “WILD” (pff) NATURE. AND SHE SAYS “FAULTS” BUT MENTIONS ONE THING THAT ISN’T EVER FRAMED AS A FAULT BUT AS A QUIRKY GOOD THING THAT EVERYONE ELSE JUST DOESN’T UNDERSTAND!

STOP BEING SO CHEAP AND TRANSPARENT, HOLY SHIT.

Kiera Cass is so American and such a Good Christian™ that she considers AMERICA to be “wild”. I’m gonna fucking cry holy shit??

Celeste apologizes for all the shitty things she did. This honestly is a refreshing scene that FINALLY shows the solidarity that supposedly exists between these girls. Too bad Kiera will still kill Celeste for being a dirty slut. 

Celeste had apparently put bleach in Elise’s shampoo.

Elise nodded. “I missed a morning in the Women’s Room so my maids could dye it back.” She turned from me to Celeste. “I knew it was you,” she confessed calmly.

Celeste hung her head, absolutely mortified. “You didn’t speak, you barely did anything. In my eyes, you were the easiest target, and I was shocked you never broke.”

WHY IS ELISE NOT PICKED YET!!!! SHE’S FUCKING AMAZING HOLY SHIT?!?!?! America would throw a shitfit if this happened to her!

“I would never dishonor my family by quitting,” Elise said. I loved her conviction, even if I didn’t completely understand it.

Why does this feel vaguely racist?

“All the same, I don’t think he wants me. Even if he did,” [Celeste] added, pulling her hands from mine to tidy up her eye makeup, “someone recently reminded me that I don’t need a man to get what I want out of life.”

Your attempts at feminism are pathetic, Kiera. Especially when the person who “reminded” her of this can’t survive without a man.

Elise didn’t waver, staring Celeste down. I braced myself for her vicious words now that Celeste was finally at her mercy.

“I could tell him. America and Kriss would be my witnesses, and Maxon would have to send you home.”

MY GIRL ELISE. DO IT! BE A POLITICIAN DAMMIT! SINCE NOBODY ELSE IN THIS BOOK KNOWS WHAT IT IS, YOU’D FUCKING RULE THE WORLD!

“It’s always on my mind,” Elise confessed. “I have to hold on to it however I can, especially since I’ll be an embarrassment to my family if I don’t win.”

“How is it your fault if he’s the one doing the choosing?” Kriss asked, shifting her weight and settling back in. “How would that make you an embarrassment?”

Elise turned in more, moving from one worry to another. “Because of the arranged-marriage thing. The best girls get the best men and vice versa. Maxon is the height of perfection. If I lose, it means that I wasn’t good enough. My family won’t think about the feelings behind his choice, which is what I’m sure he’ll judge by. They’ll look at it logically. My breeding, my talents—I was raised to be worthy of the best, so if I’m not, then who will have me when I leave?”

Again, this feels racist? No? Just me?

They talk about stuff and it’s all summarized and America talks about how great it is, bla bla bla.

Celeste had been raised to be a specific kind of pretty. That beauty depended on covering things up, shifting the light, and seeking to be perfect at all times. But there is a different kind of beauty that comes with humility and honesty, and she was glowing with it now.

Yeah. You hear that, girls? BE HUMBLE OR BE A NASTY FAKE BITCH. Nice Christian™ values shoved down your throat by our very own misogynistic trash can Kiera Cass. 

Maxon sneaks in and Elise addresses him as “Your Majesty”, which is a shame, since she’s the most politically savvy person in here. It’s “Your Highness”, because he’s a prince. Only his parents are “Majesties”

“Ladies.” He nodded his head back at us. “I didn’t mean to interrupt. I think I just ruined something here.”

We looked at one another, and I felt sure I wasn’t the only one thinking, No, you made something really amazing.

FEMINISM. ALL THIS FEMALE FRIENDSHIP AND SOLIDARITY??? OBVIOUSLY THANKS TO A MAN!!!

Hey Kiera, why do you hate women so much? :))) Did they eat your dog?? STEAL your man???

The other girls leave so Maxon can have a special talk with America.

It’s all about how the people ADORE her (that’s the word used, yes), and how Clarkson’s TERRIFIED of her (that’s the expression used, yes) but can’t eliminate her because that would ... uh ... 

Anyway, America, because she’s proven time and time again that she has her priorities straight, asks Maxon about his French friend.

“Daphne is my friend. That’s all she ever could be. I spent my life waiting for you, for all of you. This was my chance to find a wife, and I’ve known that for as long as I can remember. Romantically, my interactions with Daphne were nonexistent. I’d never have thought to mention her name to you, and I’m certain the only reason Father did was to give you yet another opportunity to doubt yourself.”

I bit my lip. The king knew my weaknesses too well.

“I watch you do it, America. You compare yourself to my mother, to the other Elite, to a version of yourself you think you ought to be, and now you’re about to do the same thing with a person you didn’t know existed until a few hours ago.”

It was true. I was already wondering if she was prettier than me, smarter than me, and if she said Maxon’s name with a ridiculously flirtatious accent.

“America,” he said, cupping my face in his hand. “If she had mattered, I would have told you. The same way you would with me.”

My stomach turned.

If you think that Maxon will call off the engagement when he sees America hugging Aspen without even letting her explain herself and deciding to marry Kriss instead before changing his mind right at the end once his parents are dead, you’re completely right.

Oh. 

Spoilers, I guess. 

[kastillia]

I'VE UNLOCKED THE POKE PELAGO

all of my problems are solved

BEFORE I TALK ABOUT THE TRIAL CAN I JUST TALK ABOUT THE BATTLE ROYAL DOME SITUATION

I'M LAUGHING PROFESSOR WHAT ARE YOU DOING AND WHAT ARE YOU WEARING PFFFFFFT

this is ridiculous

i'm......i'm like 10 levels above all of you......

i got torracat down to like 10% health before hE LICKED ELISE AND PARALYZED HER

AND THEN GLADION STOLE MY KILL

rude

i still can't get over this. the masked royal??? i don't even remember.

kukui you are............you are something else.

ok so i've completely my third trial and that was my favourite by far

it was a performance!! and spot the difference!!

"b-but how!?" well i mean it's not that hard to figure out but thanks for humouring me

anD THEN THE HIKER FGFFDJKGBHDFJSK

AND THEN THE TOTEM POKE JOINED THE FRAY

what an absolute joy

thanks for the fire z-crystal! thanks for the charizard mount! anD MORE IMPORTANTLY THANKS FOR UNLOCKING THE POKE PELAGO I'LL NEVER RUN OUT OF POKEBEANS AGAIN!!

oooooo new town!

this weird scientist guy stopped me to give me.......uhh......a tm move i think?? yeah. a fire move since i just got that fire z-crystal

he was......strange. are those horns coming out of his head???? i am unclear

into the caravan!

oooOOOOOOH STUFFELS ARE IN THIS AREA????

i'm gonna scale every inch of this land i need a stuffel they are adorable i'm gonna not hug it so it doesn't kill me when it evolves

oh it's another one of those cabin pla-- !?

GIRL WATCH WHERE YOU'RE SWINGING THAT THING YOU'RE GONNA HIT MY DOG

PUT THAT GOLF CLUB AWAY THERE ARE NO GOLF BALLS HERE THAT'S DANGEROUS

anway

into the cabin i go

GLADION!!!

"Get out."

gndkmhgkjhsfdkjlksgd

well i mean

yeah

i'm surprised no one else tells me to get out whenever i waltz into their house

JUST LET ME TALK TO YOU!!! YOU'RE SO ALONE LET ME BE YOUR FRIEND!!!! LET ME LOVE YOU!!!!

............well fine. i'm sure i'll run into you again later.

BYEEEE GLADION!!!! :> love you

oh wow he paid to stay in that room for two years up front???

isn't he like lillie's brother or something

he was the "important person" that she was going to meet up with at the tide song hotel, right??

when i ran into him on route 4, he already seemed to know who i was

"so you're kas, huh"

YES THAT'S ME!! I SAVED LILLIE AND NEBBY LET ME SAVE YOU AND YOUR NULL TOO :> please?? why don't you love me

well it's fishing time. i need to catch a....uhh......feebas? i think?? for that one scientist back in the pokecenter at heahea city??

i need to catch another fish, that's all i know.

here are my current pokes!

my level 26 mudbray...........that i just added to my party for the fire trial even though i used elise like 85% of the time. once she evolves it’s back into the box and i’ll probably take out kino for the grass trial kurama, my level 32 snowpix! bouncee, my level 33 tsareena!! ike, my level 28 rufflet!!! elise, my level 33 brionne!!!! keaton, my level 31 lycanroc!!!!!

i might have to turn exp share off since bouncee, elise and kurama are close to level 35....

i can't imagine they'll start disobeying me once they reach level 35.....i mean they've been with me for a long time and i have max friendship with all of them.......

but idk if i should push my luck bc i still have one trial to go before i face olivia and get that......level 50 stamp probably

hopefully

[areswriting]

a x e : xx

Jason and Sophie crane their necks to look at Elise, who holds a broken plastic fork between her fingers.

“Babe?” says Jason, reaching out to touch her face. He pushes her fallen, choppy hair behind her ear. “Are you okay?”

“I think she’s a little shocked,” Sophie says. We all look at her to see her smiling, pointing her intact fork across the table at Elise. She turns the utensil on herself and looks at Jason. “The reason that voice sounds so familiar is because it’s mine.”

Jason’s mouth falls open and he turns his attention to me. “I thought you said you two weren’t together—”

“Please,” says Sophie, wrapping her arm around mine. “We all know you don’t have to be with someone to, well, you know.”

“But you said…” Jason’s voice trails as he stares between Sophie and I, his eyebrows knitted, his mouth still hanging open.

“Come on, Jase,” Sophie sighs, exasperated. “It’s not like you went and told Abe the very moment you and Elise had sex.”

My eyes dart to Elise, who looks at Sophie with a resentful glare.

“That’s because we haven’t,” Jason says. I look at him. His entire face is red, and he looks only at his half-eaten dinner.

“Aw, Elise, I’ve never known you to hold out,” Sophie says sweetly.

“Some of us don’t drop our underwear the second a boy looks at us, Sophie,” Elise says.

“Yeah,” says Jason. “Some of us want to wait for the right moment.”

Now it’s my turn to look down, ashamed.

“That’s sweet,” Sophie says, and surprisingly she sounds sincere. “I think the important question is, who recorded us.”

“I mean, that is creepy,” Jason says. “Do you guys have any idea who is might be?”

I shrug, while Sophie says, “It could be anyone.”

Then it dawns on me—there are two names written all over this.

▲ △ ▼ ▽

I leave dinner early and head straight back to my room, my eyes focused on my phone. After a few seconds of scrolling through texts, I find the thread I’m looking for—but instead of sending a message, I hit the phone icon and the line begins to trill. Once, twice, three times before you’ve reached the voice mailbox of 802-555-9811.

I end the call with haste and start typing a message.

I know it was you who sent out that recording.

Hi, I have no idea what you are talking about.

Who are you? How are you spying on me?

Lol, ok I know I’ve been mysterious but trust me, Abram, I’m not lurking in the shadows spying on you. I’m hundreds of miles away.

Why should I believe you?

Because I think deep down you know that I’m not to blame for whatever happened?

I set my jaw. As much as I want Sylvia—or whoever she is—to be responsible for the recording, a big, growing larger by the second, part of me somehow knows that she isn’t. Even if all she has ever done to me is lie, I know her, and this isn’t her style.

But it could be someone else’s.

I thumb through my contacts until I find Ellie and I press the call button with more force than necessary.

Ring.

Ring.

Ellie’s face appears on the screen and she’s rolling her eyes. “Kai, if you’re calling about Brody—”

“Ellie, I need you to be honest, did you record Elise and me…indecently?” I ask.

There is a long pause that is followed by laughter. “Do I look like Gossip Girl to you? What are you talking about?”

I study her face for tells—but I’m looking at the girl who once said; it isn’t staking, it’s called fierce journalism. She doesn’t have tells.

“I know you are angry at me over Natasha—”

“First off, don’t say that name,” Ellie says with a look of disgust. “And second, I was angry, yeah, but I’m not anymore.”

“Look, you and I both know that you’re vengeful, so if you could just admit that this was your way of getting back at me—”

“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, Kai,” says Ellie, “I haven’t seen you since you and your brother Mason—”

“Jason,” I correct her.

She rolls her eyes. “Since you and your brother Jason were here after Thanksgiving, and the only time I’ve seen you and Elise together was during that facetime call back in December.”

I go from pacing to sitting on the edge of my bed, defeated.

“What happened?” she asks. “You look worried—and is your lip cut?”

“I took a high stick at practice,” I lie. “And someone recorded Elise and I...”

“Save the gory details, I think I’m picking up what you’re putting down,” she says.

“They sent it to everyone at school,” I say.

“That is pure genius,” Ellie says fondly. “I mean—that’s terrible for you, but that’s one way of getting information on there. You have no idea who it could be?”

I shake my head. “I thought maybe it was you, you’re the only person smart enough, and had a reason to.”

“I can’t believe you think I’d actually do that to you!” Ellie says, offended.

“I can’t believe you have the audacity to think you wouldn’t,” I say back. “You made YouTube videos bashing our English teacher in the ninth grade for giving you an A minus on a paper.”

“Touche.”

▲ △ ▼ ▽

A tall girl with long, curly, strawberry blonde hair eyeballs me as she walks through the classroom. Mr. Grant greats her as she passes him and slides into the seat beside mine.

“We haven’t met yet,” says the girl after she pulls a Tootsie Pop out of her mouth. “I’m Dominique Wesley.”

“Abram,” I say, watching as she suggestively places the sucker in her mouth, then against her cheek.

“Oh, I know who you are,” she says brightly. “I think everyone does after that video. I also think that we should get together sometime.”

“Excuse you.” I look up to see Sophie glaring down at the girl beside me. “That’s my seat.”

“I don’t see your name on it,” Dominique replies. “But there are a few empty seats in the back just waiting for you.”

“I’m going to give you five seconds to get up before I—”

“Before you what?” says Dominique, “Finally move and leave Abram and I to our conversation? I’m not going anywhere, babe. But you probably should. Class is starting soon.”

Sophie’s cheeks are the color of her hair and she turns her nose up at the girl before walking around us and to the back of the classroom.

“Where were we?” she says, tilting her head. “Oh, right, you were just about to ask me out.”

I laugh because I don’t know what else to do. Girls never gave me this much attention before and I honestly don’t know what to do with it.

“Did I say something funny?” she says, eyebrows raised.

I shake my head. “No, I’m just trying to figure out why we never met before. Are you new?”

“I was taking pre-calc last semester, but I had to take it with the other freshman,” she says, rolling her eyes.

“You’re—you’re a freshman?” I say, eyes wide.

She sits up and smiles proudly. “I’ll be fifteen in March.”

My breath catches in my throat and I feel dirty enough to need a bath in bleach.

“Wow, ok,” I say. I swallow hard. “It’s uh, impressive that you’re already taking Calculus. I think I was hardly passing pre-algebra when I was fourteen.”

“I’m extremely advanced for my age,” she says, smirking. “And not just with schoolwork.”

“All right, everyone,” Mr. Grant says. “Quiet down.”

The room falls silent as he takes his place in front of us holding a stack of papers. “We’ll be having a pop-quiz today. I know, I’m awful, but the good news is, you’re free to go when you’re done.”

He counts out enough quizzes for each row of students and hands them out, face down. “You can start once you get yours and you have until the end of the period to finish it.”

I flip my paper over and get to work on the first of ten questions.

I’m only on the third question when I hear a pair of heels clicking, and I look up to see Sophie making her way to Mr. Grant’s desk. I glance around the room to see everyone else hard at work, while Sophie hands her quiz off, completed.

She winks at me as she walks across the front of the room, quietly opening the door. I want to ask how she managed to cheat—then I realize just how much everyone seems to underestimate her; she didn’t cheat. She is just scarily intelligent.

Fifteen minutes later I find myself on my feet, offering my paper to Mr. Grant, who takes it with a smile. I feel several pairs of eyes on me as I walk to the door, but I don’t dare look back—because I don’t want to see that little girl put anything else in her mouth.

▲ △ ▼ ▽

(texts Brody & Abram)

dude why is ellie so petty?

she brought me coffee to school, saying it was a peace offering. well she put salt in it instead of sugar and when i took a drink and spit it out she said oh, was that salt im sorry it was an accident, kinda like how you accidentally kissed Natasha

lmao bro she’s the queen of petty she always has been

I’m following in those petty ass footsteps because here I am passive aggressively drinking it and looking at her from across the cafeteria.

i didn’t raise no bitch. You drink that bitter AF coffee ♥

i am. wyd.

Just got out of calc, about to find somewhere to baptize myself in bleach.

did you hook up w a bootleg looking girl or st?

no dude worse i got a semi talking to this hot girl in my calc class she was deep throating a sucker and then says lol i’ll be 15 in march omg fkin gross

omg right these children are out here catfishing us in real life wtf what happened to young girls having snuggle teeth and acne?

idk but I honestly feel like I need to go to church and apologize.

lol i miss you man.

Miss you more pookie

I wasn’t gonna tell you but I’m too excited not to. I’m gonna come to your game on Saturday.

I’m mid key smash when I feel someone sit beside me on the fountain. Locking my phone, I look up and I immediately scoot away from the girl who looks at me like I’m a four-course meal and she hasn’t eaten for days.

“You know, I’m impressed with how fast you finished that quiz,” says Dominique as she crosses her legs toward me. “Maybe I need some tutoring.”

“I’m sure Mr. Grant wouldn’t mind helping you if you’re having problems,” I say and I lean farther away from her.

“I’m not interested in his help,” she replies, smirking. “I was thinking maybe you could help me.”

“Abram—oh.” I look over my shoulder to see Elise rounding the fountain, her lips pinching into a thin line as she studies the girl beside me. “Never mind, I would hate to interrupt.”

I stand and grab my backpack. “You’re not—I was actually looking for you.”

She glances back at Dominique. “Are you sure, because you looked pretty cozy—”

“Please, save me,” I whisper against Elise’s ear.

She pulls away and smiles back at Dominique. “Sorry, sweetie, but he isn’t available right now. You can try again later—maybe once you’ve hit puberty?”

“I think she already has,” I say as Elise urges me away from the fountain and my dignity.

“Oh my God, Abram,” Elise snaps. “That girl is like twelve.”

“I know,” I bite back. “She was trying to show me how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop earlier.” I can’t help but cringe as I think about it, and I will myself to think of something else.

“I think she probably want to know how many licks it’ll take from you,” she says, rolling her eyes. “You seem to have a fan club now.”

“I think I’ve had one since that party—”

“God, shut up!” she says, walking in front of me and throwing her arms out. “What makes you think I want to hear about that? Or any story about you with any other girl?”

I stare at her, eyebrows creasing together. “Oh, but it’s okay for you to flaunt your relationship with Jason in front of me?”

“I don’t do that, Abram—that’s Jason. Besides, that’s different, I haven’t—we haven’t—we’ve barely even kissed!”

“So that makes it fair?” I say.

“I didn’t say that—”

“But you’ve implied it plenty of times,” I say. “Did you just want to fight with me? Is that why you were looking for me?”

“No, but I wasn’t expecting to find you with some freshman skank!” she shouts. “I thought you had standards—but I guess if you’d be into Sylvia, you’d be into anyone.”

I laugh dryly and shake my head. “Obviously I don’t have standards,” I say, holding my arms out toward her. I regret the words as soon as they leave my mouth, but I’m too angry to say sorry, even after her face falls. “Because if I did, I wouldn’t put up with your neck-breaking mood swings.”

Her lips part, but words are forestalled—because I’m not done yet.

“You know what? Never mind—forget that I was looking for you. I’m going to go find Sophie, because at least she is constantly a bitch and doesn’t lead me on!”

Without giving her a chance to respond, I walk away.

[shadowlink720]

FE: Birthright Randomised Chapter 27 and Endgame

 (aka ‘we’re finally here, hoooo boi’)

It’s that time again soooo let’s go confront King Garon (obviously going to have spoilers ahahahhahh;;;;;)

aaaaaallllll righty are you all even ready I sure as heck hope I am hahahah

all right let’s go

fite me

.... “(laughs evilly)” the subtitles for the cutscenes are gonna end me

it sure has, old man

yeah, Anankos happened

more vanilla stuff yadda yadda

excuse u I’ve heard people call a sword a letter opener before and then look what happened; it turned out to be Excalibur

I just got axed in the face while you and Azura just stood by and watched dO YOU THINK I’M OK

hoooooo boi can u imagine like sURPRISE QUICK TIME EVENTS how messed up would that be

uhm ok

so we’re just not going to question how Kagero is clipping through Garon, ok--

and also hear how it’s Not gonna happen at all

uhh Azura- Azura that’s not gonna work

yeah definitely not gonna happen

her voiceline was ‘that was impressive’ Azura you could have been killed

freaking- FINALLY

heck yeah it is, Felicia

ehhh not quite but pretty much

420 blaze it hello, yes i am a cheap meme gremlin

oh I know that’s why I’m gonna use the daikon

Git Gud

her voiceline was ‘Fine execution!’ which is actually pretty darn fitting hahahah;;;

you would have sounded significantly more confident if you had left out the ‘practically’

oooooooki doki battle prep time ohhhh I hope i’m ready for this

oh shit there’s a Berserker with Swordbreaker, Vengeance and Counter;;;;;;;; I need to be so careful around him yikes, the maid and sorcerer are also pretty scary ;;;n;;;

this is just defeat the boss though but it’s not a good idea to just charge up to him blindly

...ok I think I’m ready let’s go

it’s not quite a kill, but it’s a start

... if I kill him with the Hunter’s Knife then I can deal with the great knight as well

hooooooo man-

ii don’t think I’m gonna be saying very much, I’m sorry;;;;

just as predicted >:3c

hooooo man

and Kagero too >:y

Bye, bitch

now let’s finish this Hero off

aand we can finish that Great Knight off with Saizooo

oshit Sakura gets doubled by Bow Knights iasdoasudgauweigf

how ‘bout you Don’t Do That Again

... I need to confront that Berserker eventually

Azura /does/ have Axebreaker and Strong Riposte .......... let’s try it

and kill that Wyvern Lord with Kaze

... this guy has Swordbreaker and Azura still has 100%--

Azura you are by far the mvp of this fates run wow, she ACTUALLY got a point of Magic in that level up! :V

yeeeees Shigureeeeeee

... if I use the Iron Yumi on this guy

then we can have her equip the Dual Yumi for the incoming Malig Knights :’D

well it’s a start

oh wait I could have just done this or smth ... actually I’ll give it to Silas

hehEH

that works for me

hooooo

sure I’ll take it

yEAAAAAHHH BOIIIII

I see what you’re trying to do there how bout nah

aww Saizo proced Lethality and I missed it :’’V

ok nevermind he got another one! :’’’’D ‘There’s another’ indeed

well it didn’t kill him but it helped a lot :’’D

how about you Die before you Entrap someone

I love Hidden Weapons, man they may not be strong but their utility is great

and that’s all the Dark Knights dead just one last General then it’s the Sorcerer, the Maid and Garon left >:3c

let’s give it to Hana :V

the maid has countermagic, but like oh, wait Garon has 1 to 3 range

but I still need to get rid of you

yeeeeaaah

I also need to get rid of you

yooooo

ok, time for the moment of truth

ahh, but he has Draconic Hex

... I could start with the Yato? and then have someone switch them around? idk

I think I’ll do that it may cost the life of the person who switches the items but we’re right at the end of the chapter

let’s try it

oh yeah, forts so he heals--

lmao I didn’t do that you just went for her b/c why not

I’ll just keep the daikon equipped

oh- she said ‘For Hoshido!’ again-

right, let’s end the turn

and let’s go again

this may take a while

oooohhhhhh? still not dead-

....... ...... >:3ccccc

ooOOOOOHHHHHHH AND SHE SAID ‘FOR HOSHIDO!’ AGAIN AAAAAAAH

we pretty much won we will win the endgame, at the very least

we really did kill Garon with a daikon

oh yeah but he’s not really dead

he’s a dragon now lol

oh yeah this cutscenes like really long;;;;

but most of it will be vanilla, so I’ll not bring up every other line

that being said tho

We’ve got trouble indeed, Felicia

wh-

Azura’s just bobbing up and down constantly-

as Wonderful and Good and Pure as you are, Mozu it won’t make a difference-

ok she’s stopped bobbing now

HAH hah yeah could have

I can’t believe Corrin is fucking dead

aaand we’re at the Endgame kinda, we still have some cutscenes

but as you can see it’s all vanilla sooo

not quite just in some weird purgatory

time for everyone to say a thing hahah;;

oh ok, not quite yet

now it’s Time

oh my Farore, Setsuna-

what a time for the ‘Time for some murder’ voiceline--

oh wait it was just everyone who came with me to the chapter-

boi just let me fight the dragon

aaand the yato was miraculously reformed-

holy hylia, Felicia--

ohhh my god we still aren’t at the battle prep;;;;

fINALLY

... oh yeah we can’t save it shiiiiiit

but no one except Garon has any skills

ok I

I think we may be ready

hopefully

let’s go

welp it was nice knowing ya, Kagero;;;

fiiiight me Garoooooooon

outta my way, bitch

ok Takumi’s almost dead

but there’s infinite reinforcements so I should really just charge for Garon anyway

i could do the same thing as I did before and switch afterwards

yeah Sure

I should get someone to clog up the throne and the dragon veins, actually

//sigh yep Takumi’s down

let’s try that again;;

oh dear she proced Dragon Fang;;;

oh, he survived :V

aaaand there goes Hinata :’’’’D

now’s our chance

awwww yeah

aaand vanilla cutscenes, yadda yadda

aaaaand he dead

ohhhh dear, there goes Kagero

yeah nah, she Dead

all the more reason to play Revelation hahahh;;;;

oh she just stood up hahahh

still technically not the ‘Good Ending’ tho lol

idk man I mean you kicked ass in a lot of chapters

lmao she’s like perfectly fine-

oh yeah, the cutscene where she tells Corrin to smile one last time

aaaand

she done evaporated

aaand Corrin talking to themselves and such

well that’s ominous

aaand back in Hoshido

does that mean she’s finally found her chill? I doubt it hahahh;;;;

soooo I guess she has then huh

well, ever since she was born she had been preparing herself for if it ever happened-

aww geez, Mozu oAo

(i should clarify they’re talking about Mikoto)

HEH

oh Felicia I’m gonna miss your sass in Revelation

no shit, Sherlock-

ayyy

and there’s also always a grey area ... i wish Revelation felt more morally grey tbh;;;

wait aside from mounted/armoured units and brave weapons; what does Nohr have that Hoshido doesn’t? :V

ayyyyy

(they basically all started crying lol)

yikes, hey

oh, nvm

you? nervous? naaaahhh

ayyyy what’s up Camillaaaa

and the meme gremlin

no, it probably wouldn’t

aand obligatory mention of Elise and Xander just ya know just in case you forgot they’re dead

oh yeah, and her too

guys, she’ll be fine ... at least in Revelation

pfft

lmao tru

well being the reigning monarch isn’t for everyone, sooo

no need to yell, Takumi

(i’m taking so many screenshots I’m sorry)

Felicia let them have fun

oh hey, Hana

and Kaze toooo

who knows but you’re still the excitable puppy you always are

hhhhh just one more cutscene

poor Kagero, man

you probably are, because there wasn’t any sound lol

theeeere she is

oh, ok then

do u see Valla? ‘cause if not you will soon in Revelation

yeah, like the Hidden Kingdom

sorry it’s like we’re at 200 screenshots but i just don’t want to skip too much;;;;

aaand she’s gone again

yeah it’s it’s called Revelation hahahh;;;

I know that personally I would have left within like a few minutes-

aaaaand the ending animated cutsceene

we’re finally at the credits! aaaahhh, that was so fun ;;;u;;;

I’ll miss Felicia as Takumi and Azura as Ryoma and all that, tbh, buuuut there’s nothing much we can do hahah

I hope people who have been reading these have had as much fun as I have :’’D

if uhh if anyone has any sort of inkling how to randomise revelation to work after chapter 6 I would uhh greatly appreciate any sort of guidance in that regard because i don’t know what I’m doing wrong;;;;