#poor frin

[moons-among-distant-stars]

fucking stupid gay people and their stupid found family

“in this moment you are loved”

i’m gonna sob

[electrozeistyking]

Still thinking about that one ask in my Askbox that literally vanished into thin air before i could answer it. But gone or not, I am GOING to talk about it, and no one — not even myself — can stop this.

So. On the topic of LTN!Siffrin having an sensitive stomach.

In the first comic I did for my Longer Than Necessary AU, Siffrin mentions that his stomach has gotten overtly sensitive, as a side effect from the constant tugging on it. I still can't share how long it's been (though it has been long enough that Loop can no longer count by loops), but it certainly is long enough to have that kind of impact on poor ol' Frin here.

Unfortunately, so does eating the same foods over and over again, making it both incredibly hard to eat most of the time and hard to keep certain foods down. Essentially, his stomach is fighting him every chance it gets; it'll either ache even more for the rest of the loop, or he'll land up throwing up.

Major problem with that second one: most of the food and snacks provided tend to come from Bonnie, which leads to trapping Siffrin in a cycle of desperately trying to keep anything he's eaten down if he feels it's coming back up. He does NOT want to upset them, or make them think it's making him sick or any other number of reasons when he does happen to eat.

He doesn't always succeed.

[livesworthlivingau]

Nille: Which among your merry band of adventurers would you trust to babysit Bonnie on their own? From most to least trusted.

"Based on my experiences so far, there's no one I especially wouldn't trust to be with them. But if I had to put them in order... Vale would be first, even though I'm sure they'd put themself last. Frin would be tied with them to be fair. You lose an eye for someone, you kinda earn 'best babysitter' rights forever, y'know? Then I'd put Dile, stern when she needs to be, relaxed otherwise. Za would go next just cause I think Bonnie might bully him into getting away with a ton of stuff. Lastly would be Belle, no shade to her, but that poor girl might over think it and worry herself silly about finding that right balance."

[c0okies-n-cream]

okay so yippee on that, everyone will protect everyone and that's amazing!

also ono poor mira: 'But Isabeau picked "Sif", and Bonnie picked "Frin"...' 'I have no letters left!'

aww isa is proud of sif for talking to bonnie :3

also bonnie high five! :D

and Odile seems a little suspicious, i kinda wanna try doing a run where we be as suspicious as possible and see if she actually fully says something?

anyways yeah!

It's kinda funny how loop comments on stuff you think

[magic-multicolored-miracle]

The Witcher S2 Ep7: Voleth Meir AKA Can We Have Nice Things? No?

So these last two episodes are definitely a pair. And a Lot. 

Also everyone in this episode pretty much interacts in pairs, which is interesting. I’m sure there’s no deeper meaning but I want there to be one?

Geralt, maybe listen to Nenneke? She's very wise

Aw. Poor nice family.

Excuse me? Since when are they...?! I mean good for you Tissaia, but like I feel like I missed something?

This guy is a Problem.

I love this song a lot! But also I'm pretty sure it is literally Folsom Prison Blues? Like the rhythm?

Aww reunions! And hugs. And sass. It's perfect.

Fran has a point Frin. But this is a heartbreaking moment, I also get it.

I still don't know who this woman is. But it sounds like it might not matter and she’s gone? 

Jaskier, that's not a bath. Also maybe don't shout about in a big echoy river canyon after you've just escaped from prison?

🎶 We're off on a secret mission. It's some kind of secret plot🎶

Yennefer, if you teach the puppy you get attached and then it's hard to sacrifice. Even if it's to your advantage.

Um, bleeding from the eyes is bad. Really bad.

You need to calm down and show a little more respect, Vilgey. Oh look and now guilt-tripping.

Look Uncle Artorius, you've just given Fringilla a reason to say "fuck you, I'll figure it out on my own" after all. Real nice job. 

Poor Dara. I just want him to be happy.

Damn Fringilla! I'm horrified (mostly the eye. that was a choice) but also impressed as hell

What are your goals here Dijkstra? I don't get it. Just power?

Aw. Jaskier, you do care. (Note how he's still the only one walking)

Oh that was an interesting trick. Not good though.

In the nose, in the kneecaps. Very hilarious but not the most practical. Nor is Yennefer's big stick (although both better than Jaskier's nothing)

This feels uncomfortable. I don't know how I feel about it.

Not the baby! That seems unnecessarily cruel

Oh...that's not good...glowy eyes are never a good sign

[zuffer-weird-girl]

What about a scenario when kai's so dies or went missing and he couldn't find her for 3 and half years. One day he went to another yakuza house for a deal and he found her as their maid basically she is like sebastian from black butler and she doesn't have any of her memories. (Sorry for the angst request and dont let those hate comments/messages mess with you. They dont know what to do with their life and I'm sorry you have to deal with that. You are an amazing person and writer)

Ah yes. Sebastian...

"I know it's been through more than three years already Chisaki, but... You have to let go.... You cant let the loss of (Y/n) affe-" Chrono dodged Kai's bare hand with a hiss and froze when he saw the pure angry and devilish look on Kaito's face.

"If you EVER, speak about her again, I swear I'm doing worst of what I do with Rappa ir Eru or even BOTH with you Chronostasis." Chisaki growled before slamming the door of his car for then to get onto the new meetingn

Kurono sighed in defeat. One of the reasons Overhaul had gotten so... inhuman like with his action, was because if the loss of his lover ... no one knew what had happened with her. And to combine with the grief and anger of Chisaki, neither the heroes or cops helped much, telling she was only missing and probably even dead.

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The shouts of the young boy from the yakusa could be heard by all of the city even.

"No no NO! SHE ISN'T! YOU CANT TELL ME THAT!" Chisaki shouted as Pops and Kurobo had to hold back him to prevent of Kai to just attack the poor cop and hero on his front.

"I'm sorry sir, but is been past more than 2 months. The case will be put as (L/n) is dead." The cop said with sadness on her face as the hero on her side only propped his nose up.

"No... she cant be..." his knees gave up and Pops grabbed onto his shoulders as he buried his face on his hands "It can't-!"

"Look. We cant do much." The hero scoffed only looking over his shoulder with a blank look "After all, you guys are frin the mafia, you should be prepared by that."

The words sinked on him as he gritted his teeth together and slammed his hand on the ground to attack the hero.

"CHISAKI!" Pops shouted as Kai glared at him with hateful and angry eyes "Stop it. Is not worth it... I'm sorry son."

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The city lights passed by him as he blinked away the broken memories that still plagued his mind.

Getting out of the car he sighed and adjusted himself a bit before entering the other yakusa. Another territory to deal with his new bullets...

"Overhaul. What a pleasure." The old man greeted him as he didn't even moved a muscle before the man allowed him in. "Is such a shame that your father is in coma. But at least you keep running the business eh? By the way this is my son Caleb-" he showed to a teenager who only stared back at him with empty as him.

"Just let get this over with." He said nonchantly "How much are you willing to pay for the product?" He asked as the older man tapped his chin as the teenager clapped his hands.

"Caleb please... she is on her break." The man spoke with a smile as a woman aproached with a smile.

"Is not a problem. Yes my lord? What do you wish for?"

The teenager smile while Kai's eyes widened. His body freeze and tremble at the woman dressed as a maid with her hands clapped behind her.

He only manage to slutter the first of your name as Caleb and your eyes fixated on his.

"Hm? Why, hello. Mind me asking how do you know my name sir?" You smiled as he stared in horror.

"What? How do I know your name?! (Y/n) stop fooling around! For three years I have been looking and almost killing myself for where you were!" He tried to take a step towards you before the man got in front of him while laughing.

"Woah woah, Overhaul. Is not polite to aproach my maid in this way! Isn't it?" The teenager spoke with a sick smile as his father smirked at him.

"... Bastards. You took her." He spoke with a dark voice as hives appeared on his face and forearms, gloves already disappearing "GIVE HER BACK!" He shouted, aiming to the guy's face.

Although he stopped on his tracks when you quickly got in front of him and grabbed on his wrist.

"I wouldn't suggest for you to attack my master neither the young lord." You expectedly turned him around on your grip to put a knife right on his throat. "Or else you want that life of yours to end... Overhaul." You whispered his villain name as sweat fell from his forehead.

His subbordinates went to help him but he shouted for them to stop.

"Is still (Y/n). Do not lay a finger on her." He growled. He could easily let go of your grip and overhaul you... but he couldn't due to know you, due to how much he missed your touch.

"My my. Wasn't a glorious idea to put her under my command. Did you like her new abilities?" He montioned for you to let go of you, which you did with a smile and got back to be on the side of Caleb.

"What do you want?" He growled as the man spoke.

"Well, only the bullets. What is the price for it again."

"... how about this?" He cocked his head and montioned towarsd you "You can have the bullets and wont get killed if you give. My. (Y/n). Back." He growled the last words as the man chuckled.

"Ow. But my son and her had grew found of eachother."

"(Y/n) is a proper maid." He spoke seriously as you closed your eyes and smile.

"Wht of course." You said sweetly and he felt hsi heart break into pieces.

"(Y/n). You cant be serious." Chrono muttered from his spot as Mimic pointed a finger as his eyes remained wide.

"TOU HaVE ThE AuDaCiTy To FoRgEt AbOuT tHE ShIE HaSSaIKai ChIcK?! WHO ThE FuCK YA THINK YOU ARE PUNK?!?!?!"

"Funny thing, I was going to ask the same question now." You answered bluntly as you looked at Chisaki dead in the eye "I have no idea who are all of you. But my devotion is to my lord, so don't put me in like I am some sort of bargain, especially since I can easily pin all of you down."

Kai narrowed his eyes at man with a satisfied smile and growled out.

"Listen here you piece of shit. I dont care how many times I have to overhaul anyone of this house. Give back her memories, or else I will commit a genocide here." Kai growled out as the man smiled.

"Would she ever forgive you though? To kill her and bring her back?" He clocked his head up as him looked at you with remorse as you blinked at him, pushing one of your knifes already in guard.

"She will have to forgive..." he said before dropping his other glove as the precepts took a step back...

[appri-dot]

*Lavender child wishes to be friends with all characters, good and bad* Lavender: Frins!!

This poor child doesn't know D:

[inquisitorextraordinaire]

Paying Back Part 1/?

You wanted to believe that you were alone, that you were the single person you could trust. But people kept coming in, unabashedly loving you for everything you were - every knick and scar and cruel word and impulse - and you felt. Scared. Because suddenly you felt something, and it wasn’t duty or obligation. It was... It was exposing, and it sank your one-man island like it was simply a raft in a lake. You weren’t sure if it was love, but you knew it was unconditional.

Staring into the mirror, Delmire exhaled slowly as she turned and looked at herself - full matte black armour fitting over her body perfectly, the deep purple designs on it streamlining her and giving the outfit a personal touch - before sighing and removing the Mandalorian helmet, turning to her Rodian companion and stating blandly, "... I'm sorry Zigs, this doesn't suit me." She stated, feeling bad for not liking the gift that her companion had clearly painstakingly gotten for her from Mandalore somehow. The entire suit was beautiful, but she felt wrong wearing it. It wasn't meant for her, even when designed solely for her to adorn it, and that was the shit part of the gift.

Turning to look at Delmire as she stated this, the eldest Bingo brother came out fully from behind his changing screen in a tidy suit, him admiring himself in the same mirror Delmire had been looking in as he pulled a large gold chain on around his neck, commenting firmly, "Spacer, y'be lookin' like yous belongs in dat dere uniform. God fuck if y'ain't meant tah look likes a 'dalorian." He stated firmly, patting the helmet under her arm and giving her a look, then promptly stepping away and turning in a circle, asking, "What ya sink? Lookin' like I'mma one'a dems big time gangstahs, yeah?" He joked happily, rolling up the sleeves of the suit and striking a pose before starting to laugh.

Rolling her eyes at her companion, Delmire shook her head before setting the helmet down and beginning to remove the armour, Ziggy looking away uncomfortably as the Toydarian removed her top, both of them very aware of the two large scars vertically cutting down her shoulder blades - marks from where wings used to be, a long story that both Delmire and Ziggy often tried to pretend never happened - as Del quickly went to pull her shirt on to conceal the markings once again, her toning blandly, "You just want someone to believe you have a Mandalorian guard so Tigelle quits putting bounties on your ass. I should just let her blast you full of holes." She commented tersely, scolding her friend for his personal slights against the wrong people to mess with.

Grunting in disapproval at Delmire's comment, the Rodian dragged his fingers through the grown-out spines cresting his skull, pulling an elastic out of his pocket and tying the mess of tresses back out of his face while he buzzed, "That dame jus' wan's mah skins 'coz I dun broked her cold, dead 'eart." He commented briskly, trying to not look agitated by the mention of the second angriest person in his life, the first being his own brother Moji. On a good day, the Rodian thief and con artist only had Kingpin Tigelle Till and head hunter Moji Bingo on his ass, but those days have been becoming increasingly less due to the pastimes Ziggy chose to partake in. Del understood somewhat - it could be very easy to piss off the wrong people when one lurked on the bad side of space like the two of them - but at the same time, the two most dangerous people in Ziggy's life were products of his own cowardice. Sometimes Delmire even questioned if he'd want to backstab her as well for the sake of saving himself.

Shrugging off her suit and folding , Del kept changing into her regular clothes and ignoring Ziggy's poor excuses, retorting, "No, you stole her ship, stole three of her brothel maids, and made off with three thousand credits to pay off a gambling debt to her ex. You can say you broke her heart, but I think she's mad about all that other stuff." She stated, watching her friend shake his head but not refute her statement as Del pulled her vest on and buckled her holsters, turning and facing Ziggy while toning, "Look, if that's everything you wanted from m-"

"-Ya gots it, right? Ah, ya mama's light-blade?" He asked abruptly, fiddling with the hem of his collar as he continued, "Could'ja... Could'ja shows it tah me, Spacer?" He inquired, clearly unsure of if he was overstepping a boundary just as Del paused - thinking - before sighing and turning to fumble with the cylindrical holster resting along her tailbone, removing the weapon and balancing it in her grasp for a moment before turning it on. Large green blade zinging to life as the pirate held it out, almost as if she was scared of it, Ziggy scolded, "Damned well holds it likes it be meant fo' ya, Spacer! It yours! Show me what ya looks like as a fancy Jedi! Put on a show!" He prodded, figuring Del was in a semi-malleable mood while she shook her head in disapproval.

Huffing, Del replied dejectedly, "Zigs, I don't really wanna-"

"-No! Spacer, ya fuckin' act likes yous gots it in yer blood tah be a Jedi, y'hear?! Ya part Jedi, ya act like ya knows it! Do it likes ya Mama woulda!" He defended, stamping a smooth, silver boot down on the floor while pumping his two fists in the air and causing Del to jump, her shooting a hard glare at her pushy Rodian friend before getting into a stance and holding the lightsaber defensively, blade close enough to her face that she could feel the power buzzing off of it in electric waves as Ziggy nodded in approval, "See? Ya looks likes yous a Jedi! Ya looks like..." He started, pausing and swearing under hie breath for a moment before continuing, "... Ya looks like ya mama. From all'a dems stories 'bout her, y'know? It suits ya."

Shaking her head at Ziggy's comment, Delmire got out of her silly pose and turned off the weapon, holstering it again and crossing her arms as she scuffed her boots against the floor, stating blandly, "... I'm not my mom, Zigs. She was... She was trained. She was strong and powerful and known and, well, a legend. I'm a scavenger that ended up getting turned into the worst pirate ever. I'm not special." Del defended, brows furrowing as she tried to remember her parents more clearly - them always not seeming all that real in her memories, almost like they were just placeholders in her mind to fill in the gaps at times - and quickly gave up on the endeavour, Delmire huffing, "And really, only people your age remember them. The Jedis. The legendary Force Knights. People my age? Nothing. Nothing to no one. And I'm no different. I'm not-" She started to ramble, quickly getting cut off in her downward spiral as her comm-system pinged.

Scowling and pulling the device out, Delmire flipped the holo-caller on just as Cam's face popped up, them looking nervous and dishevelled as they quickly barked, "Del? Del, you stupid guncta! If- If you get this, just. There's a problem. On Takodana. I-I mean, I'm no expert, but AT-ATs setting fire to everything is usually a bad sign, and Geht hasn't been able to boost his ship yet. I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if you left us to die, but maybe don't be a total ass and help?!" They yelled, the sounds of trees splintering and the message cutting out for a moment before coming back on, Cam pleading, "Del. Delmire. Look, I get it. I've been a jackass. But. Please. Please. Come hel-" Before the signal cut out entirely, just the holo-screen and the painful buzzing of a lost connection filling the air, Delmire finally releasing the breath caught in her throat as she looked down at Ziggy.

Exchanging nervous expressions, Ziggy growled before starting to hastily remove his nice suit, barking in annoyance, "Y'knows, yo frins gots tah git their shit down! I mean, callin' an outlaw?! 'Cause they ain't gots no other choice, pro'lly, but fuck!" He rambled, running behind the screen and pulling on his combat gear while commanding, "Spacer, ya put ya new duds on, y'hear? I ain't gonna lose mah only frin 'cos sum no good Jedis ain't know how tah boost a fuckin' ship, ya got it?"

"Wait, what?" Del asked rather stupidly, still stunned and trying to shake off the shock before stamping her foot down and demanding, "And who fucking said you're coming?! They called me, they don't expect one of the top outlaws on the galaxy to come and-" She started, getting cut off quickly as Ziggy threw his boot over the top of the screen he was changing behind, the shoe meeting it's mark and perfectly smacking Delmire in the head as she yelped in surprise.

Defending darkly, Ziggy snapped, "No, they di'n't, but I ain't gonna leave ya ass tah go an' haul Jedis like dat be ya day job! Now shut ya grub-masher an' git ya gear on! If th'planet goin' down in flames we ain't gonna have a matin' season tah rub rancors in 'fore some'ne gets torched!" He barked, running out from behind the screen as he pulled his visor and holsters on, gloves in his mouth as he ran out of the room they were in on his space station while he yelled back, "I'll gets Glunko an' Rigby tah load up mah ol' Frigate, ya fuckin' dress an' meet me in th'hangar. An' hurry, ya dumb spacer guncta!" He stated as he ran out, leaving Delmire alone in the Rodian's private quarters.

Pausing and debating on wether or not she should change, Delmire exhaled and picked up her backpack, something wrapped falling out of one of the side pockets as she scowled and picked up the object, unwrapping it and biting her lower lip as she lifted a knotted bracelet up, memories flashing in Del's mind as she gazed at it.

Smiling, Geht held the misshapenly wrapped package out to Del as they sat around the fire Cam had started, Ko poking her head over the scavenger's shoulder as he chimed, "Go on! Open it! I mean, it isn't the best, but it's-"

"I tied it all together, Geht only carved the wooden beads on it!" Ko interjected, bouncing on the balls of their feet excitedly as the pirate unwrapped the small parcel and gazed down at the clear white Kyber crystal bracketed by two round wooden beads, the craftsmanship fumble and rushed, but the markings clear and distinct on the dark wood while Del held up the bracelet as Ko clapped excitedly, tuning brightly, "Ah, we hope you like it! I mean, it isn't great, but you mentioned that your birthday was a month ago and you didn't tell us? So we were at a wit's end trying to pull together something for you!"

Nodding quietly, Delmire admired the clear crystal in the light of the crackling fire, Cam standing at the very edge of where the light reached and leaning against a tree as they muttered, "... I got the crystal. It was meant to be for e new weapon for myself, but Geht and Ko defended that birthdays were important and it was needed. You're welcome." They stated rather snidely, not looking back at the other three as Camren brooded at the edge of the firelight, going back to ignoring everyone as Geht stuck his tongue out in their direction and Ko rolled their eyes at the sour attitude from the other Force user.

Still nodding slowly, Delmire clutched the crystal in her palm - feeling the strong pulse of power running through it, for some reason hearing a melodic hum emitting from the small crystal - before looking over at Geht and Ko, stating quietly, "Uh, thanks. You really didn't need to get me anything, but I appreciate it. I probably won't wear it, though. I... Don't think it'd hold up to how rough I can be." She commented blandly, trying to sound grateful - which she was - but also not wanting anyone to be disappointed when she wasn't spotted with it on.

Smiling and not even blinking at Delmire's comment, Ko chimed warmly, "That's fine! I mean, I didn't really expect you to wear it much, anyways! Someday you might want a lightsaber, and then you can use that and make one! Even if you aren't attuned to it, it'd be good practice for if you went and found a Kyber crystal of your own to use!" The rogue charmed, clearly pleased with themself as Del snorted at their enthusiasm, nodding.

"Yeah. I'll remember to consider it. And... Thanks."

Sighing and shaking her head after recalling the three people who had gifted her the small trinket, Del got up from the floor and sluffed her bag onto her shoulder, pocketing the crystal bracelet and grabbing the Mandalorian armour before trudging out of the room and towards the space station hangar, her climbing into Ziggy's Frigate ship and dropping her bag into L1-66's lap as she began to change right there in the cockpit, the Rodian getting the ship off and into hyperdrive towards the other system, Libb asking in confusion, "Now, brush me up on everything. We're going to traverse to a planet being overtaken forcibly by the Order it seems and simply to save a few renegades? I'd like to inform everyone that we were very safe back on Thief Ziggy's station." He commented, copiloting for the Rodian as Delmire pulled on her suit quickly, snapping on her vambraces and hissing back.

"No, Libb. We aren't saving renegades, we're saving... Friends. And you know very well that we don't leave friends behind. Right, Zigs?" Delmire stated, looking over at the Bingo brother and watching his antenna twitch before he begrudgingly nodded, muttering under his breath.

"... I shoulda stayed a fuckin' coward when I had th'chance. Dis hero shit ain't mah style..."

((Geht belongs to @caezsucksdangs, Camren belongs to @kalamitis, Ko-Brii belongs to @fef-x-kan, and Delmire, Libb, and Ziggy belong to myself.))

[thedalektables]

«"Anthony? Where did you get that name from?" [The Doctor] asked thoughtfully.

"What?"

"Well, names, they're important, aren't they? You wouldn't just pluck the name out of anywhere. I just wondered if there was a reason for it?" [Rose] took hold of his hands and smiled.

"When I was pregnant I did a bit of travelling. Only across Europe...needed to sort stuff out in my head. Losing you and becoming a mother...a sort of pilgrimage. Anyway, I found myself in a church in Portugual. I was reading about a man who had been from around there who had been sainted. He was the patron saint of lost things, the poor and travellers. He was a doctor of the church. Saint Anthony of Padua. It sort of stuck in my head."

He ruminated on this and pulled her right into him making ready for a long embrace. A small cough reached up from below. They looked down to see serious brown eyes looking up at them.

"Do you want to see my collection now?" he asked the Doctor pointedly.»

- Black and Gold, by #Frin (Chap.10)

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