#milday

[jlandersen01]

I read "mildly anemic" as "milady anemic" and I haven't gotten it out of my head of going "MILADY'S ANEMIC!! PLEASE SAVE HER!!!"

[evagreensource]

Eva Green.

“The Three Musketeers: Milday” behind the scenes photos.

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jackbox is awesome

[readtilyoudie]

PASS THE MONSTER MEAT, MILADY! VOLUME 3

[tb3ih]

BEHIND CLOSED DOORS (pt. 1), ayato kamisato/reader

SYNOPSIS... whispers of an unhappy marriage seem to have fallen on deaf ears, OR it is deep within the Kamisato Estate where you bury your broken heart, far away from the encompassing reach of a loveless union with AYATO.

⋆ warnings, kamisato ayato x fem-presenting!reader, alcohol consumption, a CHILD, marriage conflict, & the crippling weight of complexities that follow an unhappy marriage :\

⋆ notes, this is for my mama, who never got the courage nor the chance to make the choice i wish for anyone in this situation to make. (SORRY FOR LEAVING THIS AS A CLIFFHANGER PLS FORGIVE ME I BEG) p.s. i'll make a part two bc i can't end it like this, y/n deserves a happy ending.

⋆ tags! @rqkuya @sohyuki @usertsubaki @rinoomi @scaramew @rainsoughtflowers @rysird @manji-ro @xiaophobic @redninjakitty14rp @meowlumi @mimissubway

kamisato ayato does not come home.

you let this cascade down your throat and tell yourself it's just the sake when you feel it burn, vision blurring a bit as your eyes trace the gold edges of the glass you rotate between your fingertips.

it's nearly two am, but the city of inazuma has yet to rest its technicolor eyes, lost hopes and vivid dreams painting themselves in the brightest of hues between buildings and bustling streets.

it's laughable almost, the way you spend the latest hours of the night after tucking in your daughter sipping overpriced rice wine, and drowning in second-hand smoke, waiting for a man of all things.

your candle's nearly burned out of wick, and you sigh at the idea of having to purchase more, but you supposed you'd just send a butler to the candle shop. after all, how could you make an effective housewife if you didn't remain in the house?

but it is no surprise to you, the renowned head of hayashi clan and sole heir to one of the greatest legacies in the nation, that you are waiting out on your balcony overlooking the estate for your husband to miraculously walk through the front gates for once in the last few months.

and when he does, you're choking on your wine, eyes blinking furiously as you watch his tall but somewhat obscured figure waltzing through the front gates like its any other night he's supposed to be coming home; as if he hadn't been neglecting his own home for the past months.

"milday? the lord of the house has returned," a soft voice informs and you don't need to turn to see that it's your closest chambermaid, akane, the most loyal (and well informed) lady-in-waiting you'd ever had the honor of being acquainted with. "it would seem he's in a rather... sober state..."

you snort in amusement, lips pressing once more to the rim of the glass in your hand for a final sip, and you're thankful for the dull numbing that follows, a hot, searing emotion beginning to bubble in your chest. it would seem rice wine and sake have begun to lose its favored taste and you made a mental note to make sure akane arranged for it all to be removed from the house entirely. you never really liked it that much anyway.

you're making your way through the long hallway leading to the front courtyard, where akane tells you he is lounging. when you walk out, ayato is seated at the chabudai, his back facing you as he gazes out into the night sky. on the table sits a warm teapot and akane comes to place a second cup down before you can take a seat, bowing politely before stepping away to remain at the outer edges of the raised patio.

ayato has not turned once to address your presence, nor do you beckon him to with a greeting. you settle gracefully on the zaisu, tucking your feet beneath you before taking the pot to pour yourself a drink. it is quiet but for the summer insects and the sloshing of green tea as you fill your cup.

"it's a little late for tea, isn't it, sweetheart?" his voice is smooth and almost taunting in the tension-filled atmosphere. turning to face you, the azure of his eyes probably would have had you drowning to your death if you hadn't been so accustomed to every one of his antics over the years.

"oh please," you chuckle, examining the cup in your hands, "you flatter me, darling. but yes, i concur it's too far into the evening to be enjoying a casual drink. on the contrary, one might note that there is no time a house lord should and shouldn't be allowed to enjoy his evening tea."

not that there ever was a lord of the house to enjoy tea, you thought behind a sip of hot tea.

"then to what do i owe the pleasure to?" he's watching you carefully, from the way you sip your tea haphazardly to your direct eye contact.

you hum, as if to mull it over. "well, perhaps i was hoping you'd had come to your senses, but i suppose you can't teach an old dog new tricks."

you hear him scoff, an incredulous look marring the complexion of his face. irritation laces his low voice, "dear archons, y/n, i don't have time for this."

and it's in that moment you find the anger bubbling up your throat in a cruel laugh, whirling sharply to bring your hands against the lacquered wood of the table. "well then, commissioner, i daresay i must ask what in the hell do you have time for? because it obviously isn't your home," you spit, venom and heat keeping your throat in a chokehold.

akane shifts uncomfortably from where she stands across the room from you and you allow some space between you and your husband to reassure her.

ayato's laugh is unamused and withering, "you know, my sweet bride, you truly are insufferable." his eyes have narrowed. "is it attention? are you perhaps, unsatisfied with your life of luxury? not enough treasures to satiate your heart?"

this infuriates you. "treasures?! i attempt to discuss the real issues here and you dare frame me—"

"what else could it be?!" ayato brings the cup down with a curt slam that causes you to flinch. "i work day and night tirelessly to settle the most complicated of national affairs and the moment i return home you bring up the most trivial of matters? have you any shame?"

"we are married," you seethe.

"only by law," he bites back, which once more makes you flinch. this causes you to pause, the man before you breathing heavily out of anger. "only. by. law."

and something on your face contorts in the way your heart seems to twist at his statement. ayato does not spare the moment to continue. "did you truly think there was more to this union than political benefit? that there was love or even consideration of feelings? archons, y/n, you are so naive. there is no love!"

in that moment you feel your anguish clawing at your throat, harassing your voicebox into letting it be heard—and you almost do, if it hadn't been for the tiny voice that calls out from where akane stands. "okasaan...?"

a tiny figure hides behind your lady-in-waiting, her blue hair and eyes reflecting that of the man across from you. your eyes widen at the sight, panic in your expression when you meet akane's apologetic one.

sora.

you close your eyes for a second, collecting the salvable pieces of yourself from this conversation. you stand, "well, kamisato-sama, i suppose this is where i bid you a fair evening." you walk over to akane, opening your arms to receive a tired little sora, sleep still adorning her soft expression. "i can assure you personally that you will never again have to deal with such trivial matters, after all, i'm sure even a moment of your time would cost a fortune."

"kasaan? otosan said there was no love?" sora's voice is quiet against your hair as she rests her head in the crook of your neck. you pause in your step, turning to look at the man in question.

you cannot read the emotion in his deep, azure irises nor do you attempt. that would suggest you considered his feelings, which you simply cannot! the edges of your lips pull to form a sad smile, the corners of your eyes burning with the last bit of care you might ever shed for him. "you're too young to worry about that, my sweet little flower," you soothe, not breaking eye contact with him. "if he was your father, he'd have the heart to know that a father would never say such a thing."

sora mumbles an 'okay' against your neck and you smooth a hand down your hair, coaxing her to sleep. you turn, watching his expression as you walk away. "i've always loved you enough for the both of us anyway."

something behind his eyes shifts at your tone, but you're sure it's not remorse. because kamisato ayato does not know love, nor feel remorse for matters concerning his home.

part 2 ! | part 3 ! | part 4 ! | part 5 ! (still in progress)

© tb3ih mmxxii all rights reserved.

[sailor-brunette]

Hey,y'all. Didn't see any tumblr posts about this. So I decided to make one myself. Got some shoujo announcements to share. First off: Light novel/Manga series,Pass the Monster Meat,Milday! and The Too-Perfect Saint: Tossed Aside by My Fiancé and Sold to Another Kingdom are both getting anime adaptations next year! The first series only has the manga licensed in English,not the light novels. The second one has both the light novels and manga in English. I plan to buy both and watch the animes. I hope the Pass the Monster Meat Milday light novels are licensed in English eventually. Anyway...the other announcement is IzePress is bringing the Villains are Destined to Die novels to English print! They've already licensed the manwha,now they're licensing the novels! I,of course plan to pick them up,as well as continue buying/reading the manwha. I hope this means they'll license more K Novels in the future. Anyway...I am a happy shoujo girlie. ^w^

[thirstnotes]

| Imagine Being Betrothed to Steve and Neither of You Wanting Anything to Do with It…At First (Royal Au) Part 2|

(Photos credited to Pinterest and the people who made them. Aesthetic arranged by me.)

I recently binged Queen Charlotte and I couldn't help myself. They killed my soul.

"Milday, your grandfather is incensed. The neighboring army is surrounding our borders. I beg of you to please reconsider King Steven's proposal," Bruce urged as you as you stormed through the halls and forced your way into the throne room.

There he stood, the liar. Before your grandfather, the king. Making his proclamations well known. He didn't seem to be surprised by your abrupt entrance, or the outraged glower emanating from your pretty brown eyes. In fact, he looked downright amused. It pissed you off.

"You said you didn't wish to marry me," you demanded, tossing the the altered conditions he'd sent at his feet. You couldn't fathom why he was insisting you'd breeched the agreement, especially since you'd both agreed that the betrothal was rubbish. But there it was.

A threat to declare war if you did not wed him.

"I assure you, Your Highness, I don't recall saying anything of the sort." "You horrible liar," you spat, and the king stood, outraged at the entire scene. "Y/N. Your behavior is wildly out of line." "He's wildly out of line-" "Enough! The wedding will go as planned and I'll hear no more of it," your grandfather declared, his tone forcing you to stay quiet. You bowed politely, your eyes rolling to the satisfied king beside you. His smirk made you want to thrash him. You stormed off angrily, making no effort to excuse yourself politely. Bruce rubbed his temples as he watched you go.

(Part 1)

[wulfhalls]

reading the introduction to far from the madding crowd is like. hey my name is johnny knoxville and welcome to the worst episode of the bachelorette ever! lets meet our three candidates! 40 year old incel stalker who wont take no for an answer after u were kinda nice to him once and also calls u milday unironically. licheral actual satan lovebombing his way into ur hand in marriage and house and also good guy yeah that's all we have on him he's just a good guy that's there also

[good-beanswrites]

Fe Aspec Week Day 6: Supports

The restraint it took not to do another Lukas-Python support piece... But no!! I needed my yearly dose of Feliciazura!! And was personally offended that they don't have supports together!!! 😤 I usually like the idea that Azura doesn't realize she's ace and Felicia helps her realize why she's felt so different her whole life, but in writing these I ended up completely reversing that dynamic haha. I'm real happy with how they came out! Alright, roll Are You Listening?...

C Support:

🩷 Alright, here goes. One… two… eek! Lady Azura, I didn’t see you there!

💙 My apologies, Felicia, I didn’t mean to frighten you. If I may ask, what were you doing…?

🩷 No need to apologize, I was just, um! Just cleaning. Right. 

💙 Are you certain…? You were standing in front of the mirror, with all these books open around you. 

🩷 E-exactly! It’s a mess, so I was just cleaning all of that, no need to –

💙 Oh my, they’re all romance novels! I see…

🩷 No! You don’t see anything!

💙 All these pages you have open… your pillow in your arms… were you… practicing kissing, by any chance? 

🩷 ACK!

💙 Haha, I remember growing up in Hoshido, all the little children would practice kissing with their pillows, too. I didn’t realize the custom was shared with Nohr.

🩷 Gods, this is so embarrassing. To be caught doing something so childish! Why can’t I get anything right? (leaves)

💙 Oh, Felicia, wait! I didn’t mean to embarrass her. I actually thought it was rather cute...

B Support:

💙 Felicia, there you are! I’ve been meaning to speak with you lately.

🩷 Ugh, if this is about the other day, there’s no need. I have been mortified about it ever since…

💙 Why are you ashamed? As I said, that’s a very common practice in Hoshido.

🩷 Yes, for kids! Kids who are clueless about romance and doing something silly with their friends. It’s not the type of practice you’d expect from a grown woman who should certainly know how to kiss by this time in her life. I’ve already proved myself a failure at everything else, I suppose it makes sense I’d be falling behind when it comes to romance, on top of all that.

💙 What makes you a failure?

🩷 I’ve never kissed anyone before. Like, really kissed them. I’ve fallen in love and tried to do it right, but every single time I leave like a coward when things get too serious. If even kissing is difficult for me, there’s no way I could do anything more…

💙 … Are you calling me a coward, as well?

🩷 W-what? Of course not, milday! Why would you say such a thing? 

💙 Well, I have no experience with kissing either.

🩷 *sigh* Lady Azura, you don’t have to try and make me feel better. You’re the most competent, gorgeous, charming, and calm woman in the whole army. Surely you have hordes of suitors at your heels! You must have experienced everything that romance has to offer, by this point. 

💙 You flatter me, Felicia. But there’s no need to put yourself down so harshly. From what I’ve gathered, you and I are very similar. I never had experience with those types of things because I never wished for them. Everyone seeks different things in a relationship.

🩷 Yes, but everyone wants to kiss their lover!

💙 Not everyone…

🩷 I told you that you didn’t need to make me feel better. If you’ll excuse me. (leaves)

💙 Ah, I really thought we were getting somewhere this time.

A Support:

🩷 Lady Azura, could we speak for a moment? I’m feeling a little guilty about how our last conversation concluded. 

💙 Oh, what is it Felicia?

🩷 I was so caught up in my own worries, and I wasn’t truly listening to you. When you said we were very similar… did you mean, you also weren’t looking for the more physical aspects of a relationship?

💙 That is correct. You’ll need to pardon my assumptions about you. I do hope I did not overstep.

🩷 Not at all! B-but, doesn’t that frighten you? I’ve always feared that I’m not enough for others. Any time I think about confessing my love, it seems like I’ll need to be more, do more, than I want. So I’ve never acted on my feelings for another.

💙 It certainly can be confusing, at first.

🩷 When I’m falling behind with my duties as Corrin’s maid, Jakob just tells me to practice, practice, practice! I had hoped the same would ring true for these struggles. But no amount of practice or preparation has helped me, yet. If it’s true, and you also haven’t had experience like that… Well, how are you so content with not being enough?

💙 Why, because I am enough. When you find a partner, you find someone that completes you. Neither of you demand anything from the other. You communicate and compromise, as any relationship. But if there’s something you simply cannot give, they need not ask it of you.

🩷 Hm… that is a nice thought… 

💙 So if you don’t want to kiss anyone, or do anything else that may seem unappealing, that doesn’t make you a failure by any means. That just makes you, you. No practice necessary.

🩷 Thank you milady, I’d never thought of it that way before. I have some thinking to do, I believe.

💙 I’ll be here anytime you wish to talk.

S Support:

🩷 Lady Azura, I have a confession to make.

💙 A confession?

🩷 Well, two actually. My first is that… on the day that you caught me practicing kissing… well… it was because I had hoped to kiss you. 

💙 Oh!

🩷 I noticed my feelings a long time ago, but any time I tried to admit them, I got too nervous that I would fall short. I thought if I tried extra hard, maybe I could show you that I could give you anything you needed.

💙 Felicia, I hope you know that I will never ask you to be anything other than yourself. You’re absolutely perfect the way you are. And it's very sweet that you wanted to do something out of your comfort zone for me. You work harder than anyone here, I believe.

🩷 Of course I wanted to! I’ll do anything for the people I care about.

💙 I know. That’s why I admire you so much. I’m really glad the two of us could talk. It’s been so long since I’ve met someone so much like myself. Maybe it’s for the best that I stumbled in on you, hm?

🩷 Oh no, I’m still horribly embarrassed by that!

💙 Haha! And what of your second confession?

🩷 That’s right – my other one was… ack ! It was going to be a love confession, but I guess you already know that now! Ah, I’ve gone and done it all backwards…

💙 I don’t mind in the slightest. My answer, of course, is yes. I’d love nothing more than to be yours.

🩷 I just love you so much! I promise you, I’ll do whatever it takes for both of us to be the most comfortable.

💙 And I vow to make sure you never feel lacking. Together, we will be more than enough.

[mara-xx217]

Hello milday, I had this original idea that I sure hope not have been done before. What if the three goons hear screams coming from the lady’s room and all run with weapons out ready to fight, only to see her being wrecked by their leader ? *insert a bunny wearing a fedora picture*

Lady of the House is here 😘

*inhale*

All together? It would go as follows:

The only reason why Durkos wasn't already aware of the... current set of circumstances was because he was away doing other business. Sander heard Alejandro shouting about something and came to investigate which, by the way, all three of them regretted instantly.

Were they a little sore that you were getting fucked? Yes. Were they surprised that it was Tarhos fucking you? No. Were they going to stick around? Nope.

Durkos immediately turned on his heel and walked away. Alejandro's involuntary reaction to any stressful is to laugh, so there was that. Sander was the only one that was stuck in place, unable to move out of both shock, fear, and embarrassment.

If you worry there will be any judgement for what you were *ahem* doing in there with their boss, you won't find any. It was the shock of thinking something was wrong only to find out that everything was very much fine that surprised them. Sex is sex. They know you are Tarhos's woman and no matter what, you are the Lady of the House.

You'll always be treated as such.

@prettycutebunny, @infinitewhore, @kennbb, @slutwithadegree, @dead-bxxxtch-walking, @space-arsonist, @pink-soft-shadow, @sinlessdesire, @hoemine

[emma-m-black]

Sister Kent - Chapter Two

Ted Lasso/OC (Roy Kent's Little Sister) (FanFiction) - PG

Takes place in season one, the night the Roy goes to Ted's flat and talks to him (and gets offered peanut butter). Ted and Roy's little sister hit it off.

This is a rough draft as always and I wrote this to be 4 chapters. Hope you enjoy.

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Read Chapter One

Chapter Two:

Juliet was sitting in the office of one Rebecca Welton. "Thank you again so much for this opportunity."

"Of course, you came highly recommended and you have family here. Makes you less likely to take off at some point, and then I'm not stuck hiring my fifth physiotherapist in two and a half years." Said Rebecca as she leaned back in her seat.

Higgens when to open his mouth to speak when a knock came on the door. "Bing-bong! It's biscuits o'clock." Turning herself Juliet brought her eyes to see Ted standing in the doorway, backpack on and two small boxes and a to-go cup in his hands.

"Higgins! You're back!" Ted said cheerfully as he entered the room and came to stand in the empty space between Juliet and Higgins.

"Yeah!" Replied Higgins.

"All right. Well, hey, I know I may be a little too old-school for some folks but I'm gonan say it anyway. Hell to the yeah." Ted then carefully handed one box over to Rebecca. "Here you go, boss. Those are yours."

"Thank you, Ted."

"And these are for Higgins. I had a hunch you were gonna be here." Ted then handed the second box over to Higgins.

"Yeah?"

"Actually, those were for Trent Crimm's daughter. She turns three today. But it means more to me if you had 'em."

It took everything in her to not laugh as Juliet watched Higgin's face changed from one of happiness to horror. "What? No. No, no."

Ted waved his hand in the air and took a small step back. "No. It's okay. She won't remember."

From the little Juliet knew of Ted, she figured he had to be messing with Higgins, and that he would never deprive a little girl of cookies.

"Oh, Ted, you've already told her?" Said an exasperated but smiling Rebecca.

"Yeah, weeks ago. She's been looking forward to it. But she's three. She'll bounce right back. It'll be fine."

Higgins who was now shaking with fear looked to Juliet as if she was a life line. "No way. I can't."

Finally Ted let out a laugh and then the others followed. "I'm screwing with you. I'm just messing around." He patted Higgins shoulder. "I predicted this whole thing, and I made those myself for you."

An audible sigh left Higgins. "Oh. Thank you."

"Just like I predicted I should bring a cup of hot brown morning potion for Ms. Capulet." Ted held out the large cup to Juliet with a large smile. "A little birdy told me that you like one cream two sugar."

"Thank you, Montague." Juliet replied as she took the offered cup from Ted.

"What is happening?" Asked Rebecca, who was drifting her gaze between the two in question. "Do you two know each other?"

"I had the pleasure of meeting Ms. Kent last night." Ted motioned to Juliet with a smile.

Juliet responded with a quite chuckle and then looked from Ted to Rebecca. "He let me stick my finger in his peanut butter."

Rebecca's eyebrow raised and she looked between the two trying to figure out what she was missing from the conversation and if peanut butter was a euphemism for something.

"Do you mind if I steal Juliet here, I promised her I'd give her the old Ted Lasso tour of the grounds?"

"I was gonna have Higgins show her around but by all means Ted go ahead. Just be sure to come back before the end of the day and we will finish out the rest of the paper work.

Juliet stood from her chair and looked to Rebecca. "Thank you once again for this opportunity." She gave her dress pants an unconscious smooth and reached down to pick up her backpack.

"I hope it works out, I'm really am getting tired of hiring new physiotherapists." Rebecca responded with a laugh.

"Here allow me Milday." Ted said while holding out a hand in the direction of Juliet's backpack.

Figuring he was not the type to argue with she held out the extremely worn leather bag. Once the strap was in his palm he took the weight of it and gave a grunt as he let himself fall towards the floor slightly, then stood back up with a laugh. "I'm just messing with ya." Ted gave a laugh and then motioned for Juliet to follow him. "I can't wait to introduce you to the rest of the team."

Once the two of them were out of the room, Higgins turned back to Rebecca. "We don't think..."

"No." Rebecca said quickly, picking up her box of biscuits. She looked sure in her answer until her eyebrows scrunched together and pursed her lips as she stared back at Higgins.

"Neah." They both quickly said.

Ted opened the door to the physio room and allowed Juliet to enter first. "So this will be your new home away from home. I thought for sure that Phillip, who replaced Gail, who replaced Susan, who replaced other Phillip, who replaced Michael, was gonna stick around. Heck, I figured about our little cleansing ritual we would have expelled any of that negative energy."

"Oh you guys cleaned out the place?' Asked Juliet as she looked around the room.

"No like for reals. The recovery room was cursed by the spirits of all these dead solders."

Juliet looked back to where Ted was stood in the entry to the room and shrugged her shoulders. "Perhaps I need to sacrifice something to the Richmond spirits too."

A large smile appeared on Ted's face at the genuine response from Juliet. "Your office is just behind there." Ted pointed towards a door with a large glass frosted window. "Did you wanna leave your bag there for the meantime. Phillip already cleared out everything for you and plans on just working from in here for the last little bit."

"Oh, sure. That was nice of him."

Opening the door to the office Juliet found a decent sized wooden desk housing a computer and a few boxes of random office supplies. A row of filing cabinets along was sat along one wall, and a large x-ray film viewer across the other. "So how long have you been doin' this for?" Asked Ted who had come to stand next to her in the room now.

"I graduated two years ago. After I got my degrees I got hired on at the clinic I had been interning at." Juliet took her backpack from Ted and laid it down on the top of the desk.

"Degrees?"

"I have a degree in Sports Medicine and Physiotherapy. I originally wanted to get into orthopedic surgery, but then I realized I preferred being pro-active to re-active. I find my enjoyment out of helping to create long term solutions as apposed to just cutting into someone."

Juliet looked up to Ted with a smile on her face. "Maybe it's silly, but I want to make a difference with the people I help, work with them, as apposed to just slapping a solution on them and never seeing them again."

"I couldn't agree more Juliet." Said Ted softly.

Unzipping her backpack Juliet reached inside and pulled out a soft brown crocheted plushy. Juliet sat the object down on the edge of her desk and settled the bottom of it so that it rested upright. Ted tilted his head slightly to examine the object. "Is that a potato?"

"It's my emotional support potato. Phoebe got it for me. I had been talking with my sister about being conflicted on what I wanted to do, and how I thought she would be disappointed in me. Think I was quitting, before I had even really started."

Ted leaned down to examine the white card that the potato's tiny arms were holding. "I may be a tiny potato, but I believe in you. Go do your thing. Good words to live by." Said Ted as he straightened up. "Come on, let's get you introduced to the rest of the gang, and then the real tour starts."

"Oh, the real tour. Feel like you are about to show me some magical wardrobe that takes me to another world."

"More like a door that leads to a very stinky boot room." Ted's nose scrunched up imposing the unpleasant expertise she was sure to have in only moments. "Oh hey, wanna play like you don't know your brother plays here?"

A soft giggle left Juliet before she moved around the desk and both her and Ted exited the room.

Making their way down the hall, Ted led Juliet into the managers office. When they entered through the doorway Juliet immediately noticed a man sitting on a cabinet fidgeting with his hands, and another man sat with his feet propped up on the top of the desk, book in hand.

"Coach Beard, our Kit Man Nathan Shelley, I would like to introduce the newest member of our team. Staring in the role of team Physiotherapist, Ms. Juliet Kent."

The man with his feet up immediately dropped his book down from in front of his face and looked her over, with a slight squint. "Kent?"

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Said Juliet with a smile.

"Kent?"

"Yup." Replied Ted.

"Kent..." The man in the desk said again as he pointed out into the locker room. "Like the footballer Roy Kent, of the Richmond Hounds, Roy Kent?"

"OH MY GOD, this is the Richmond Hounds isn't it? My bother plays here!" Juliet all but shouted, her hands came up to cover her mouth in surprise and her eyes went wide.

Ted let a laugh slip from his lips, and slowly Coach Beards face changed to that of realization. "I thought you were an Emergency Doctor?"

"That's the other sister." Said Juliet.

"I didn't know Roy Kent had another sister." Spoke Nathan from beside her. "Umm, Ted, can I talk to you a moment."

"Sure thing."

Ted and Nathan left the room, leaving Juliet alone with Beard. "So Coach Beard, before Ted get's back wanna make up a secret handshake?"

"You're crazy will fit in here just fine." Beard placed his book down on the desk and look at Juliet with an evil smirk. "And yes, always yes."

By the time Ted and Nathan had come back into the room, Beard and Juliet were putting the final touches on their handshake, and quickly separated once they had company. "Did yawl just make up a secret handshake already?"

"No." Replied Juliet and Beard at the same time.

"Hmm, I see how it is." Said Ted with a smirk.

Chapter Three

[musemuseum]

The Three Musketeers | Muses

These muses are based on the 2011 film.

Aramis; a Musketeer in the service of the King of France; a former priest; a lover. His name is Rene D'Herblay.

Athos; a Baron before becoming a Musketeer, Athos has been no stranger to heartache. He is cold and distant due to his heart break, but he is loyal to his friends and country.

Constance Bonacieux; Queen Anne's handmaiden. She is a true romantic. After her adventure recovering the Queen's necklace, she has been torn between never being involved with a life or death situation again and going on as many adventures as she possibly could, in addition to her duties to the Queen of France.

D'Artagnan; a farm boy, and the son of a Musketeer. A charming young man, with much to prove.

Milady de Winter; once a lady-in-waiting, Milday's misfortunate has shaped her life. Now a spy for the Cardinal, she delights in using her feminine wiles and skills to get what she wants.

Porthos; a nobleman in his own right, Porthos joined the Musketeers, and became friends with Athos and Aramis. He is a large, intimidating man, but has a heart of gold.

[evagreensource]

Eva Green.

"The Three Musketeers: Milday" Interview.

[midnightmoonbeams]

Pearl says, "Mmm... the best part of the Squidmas season is the treats" Josu-que? drew Kirby with a knife, captioned, "Throw me at the sun" Sashy Mii can't choose which Team, Sweet or Spicy. Melon says, "Spicy 4 ever!" ScoutScoot drew a cute Princess Peach. QueefQueen is on Team Spicy. B3P51 drew Mr Grizz, saying, "How do you like your eggs, Milday?"

From December 19th, 2022

[diamondangelkitten]

Vierapril Day 26: Crystalline

“So we just need to go through this pass and we’ll arrive in Coerthas?” Alira asks. Vortefaurt nods, “Just so milday, but may I suggest you and your companions getting some warmer clothes before you traverse?” Alphinaud pipes up, “There is no time for that. We’ll be quite fine with a fast walk. Come along now.” 

Vortefaurt sighs and wishes them good luck, silently thinking to himself that they’d be lucky to make it to the Observatorium in their outfits. 

As they cross through the path after Alphinaud and Cid, Annabeth asks, “Do any of you know anything about Coerthas?” Alinea frowns at her and shakes her head, while Aurora shrugs, “My dad’s technically from there, but he hasn’t been back in years. He doesn’t really speak of it much. Apparently it changed a bunch after the calamity.” Annabeth nods before turning to Alira, “Do you have anything to share?” Alira stretches, considering, “No, I’ve never really had work take me there. It’s fine. A tad cold for some people I guess. Depends on if you like snow or not.” 

As Annabeth starts to ask “Snow?” they make their way through the pass and are greeted by a frigid blast of wind and snowflakes falling from the sky. “What is this stuff?” Annabeth asks, unsure if she should try to catch it. Alira looks from her to Alinea who’s also poking at the falling powder. “You two… have no idea what snow is.” She quickly turns to Aurora, who’s shivering in her rather light outfit, “Oh no! Are you going to become a popsicle?” 

Aurora glares at her, but the effect is rather lost at how much she is shaking. Alinea digs around in her bag, and passes a blanket to the Au’Ra. “So snow… What is it?” 

Alira shrugs, “At a high level, it’s a crystalline structure made from water. Each snowflake is unique, you know.” She smiles as she starts walking for them to both catch up with Cid and not freeze. “They’re really rather beautiful. And when you get a good layering of snow, like you do here, you can make snowballs and snowmen. Also snow angels.” 

She turns back to find the girls staring at her. “I didn’t come here often, doesn’t mean I know nothing.” She rolls her eyes, but makes sure to trudge a deeper path for her peers. 

“Aren’t you cold?” Aurora asks from behind. 

“Nope, my body temperature apparently runs weird. If anything this is really comfy for me. I don’t really battle with extreme temperatures.” 

“Well, it’s definitely a you thing, cause the tips of my ears feel like they’re frozen solid,” Annabeth replies. Alira takes a look back, and yep, she’s pretty sure she spots some ice forming there. She takes a look to Alinea, “You surviving okay?”

Alinea nods, “I’m fine temperature wise, though this heavy gear isn’t making walking the greatest. Thanks for clearing a path.” 

Alira nods, “Of course! We should be at the Observatorium soon! Cid and Alphinaud just made the gate.” She casts a look back, “Hopefully we won’t be here long!” 

The others nod their agreement. Of course, that wasn’t to be the case, but a few people did take pity on them, especially one called Haurchefant. He gave them hot cocoa, gave Aurora more appropriate clothing, and even found some mittens that would cover Annabeth’s ears. Alira took a glance at Alinea, and she could tell her friend was completely enamored with this Elezen, and by the looks of things, he was enthralled with her too. So maybe the snow wasn’t all that bad.