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[priya-san]

Drabble: and hazelnut torte for dessert

Word count: 1.2k

Lucanis x Fem Rook

Lucanis gifts Rook a hazelnut torte for the first time.

—– ♡ —–

Lucanis wiped his brow, slick with sweat after standing in front of the kitchen fire. He gave the paella one last taste, before quietly nodding in approval of his own handy work. He turned off the stove and moved the pot off the hot burner. After a few minutes of rest, dinner would be ready to serve.

He heard the dining room door open just as he bent down to pull out the torte. From the light movements he could tell it was Rook. A small smile bloomed on his face and Spite stirred in the depths of their shared mind.

Rook. Smells like lavender and peppermint.

“You plan on standing over there forever?” Lucanis asked, unable to keep the warmth out of his voice.

“Just taking in the heavenly smell,” Rook walked over to him. “What is it?”

“Paella. Well two of them, one without seafood for Emmrich.”

“I can’t wait,” Rook all but drooled. Her eyes then landed on the torte, and she looked at Lucanis with expectant eyes.

“And hazelnut torte for dessert. It pairs well with coffee.”

Rook’s eyes went wide, and her cheeks began to warm. “Wait. Did you make dessert just for me?”

Lucanis smiled wryly, “There’s enough for everyone.”

“Still, they don’t all love coffee like I do,” Rook beamed.

“They won’t complain.” His voice came out lower than he expected, more rough and heated. Rook reacted to that, a flush crept along her cheeks. Lucanis loved that he was the one who affected her this way.

“You didn’t have to do anything special for me.”

His gaze narrowed, and his smile was replaced with a more serious look. “Yes, I did. I still don’t know how to apologise for… everything. I had to do something to thank you after everything you’ve done for me.”

“Lucanis, I don’t know what to say.” Rook beamed and reached out her hand. He took it easily, craving her touch more than ever before. As he threaded his fingers through her own, he was suddenly aware just how clammy his hands were. He had been cooking, and the anticipation of presenting the dessert to Rook had left him nervous. If she had noticed, she didn’t seem to mind. She was looking at their hands with the brightest smile he’d ever seen.

“You made dessert, just for me.”

“It’s nothing, or not enough.”

Lucanis couldn’t help it. It would never feel like enough. Not after everything she’d done for him, not after everything he had been trained to do. He was a Mage Killer, and Abomination. She deserved more. So, so much more.

“It is,” she said firmly, catching him off guard. He looked up and she held his gaze, firm and resolute. “And you are.” Rook squeezed his hand, and after a beat a slow smile bloomed on his face, and he squeezed back. “I’ll have you know, I’m very easily bribed.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he chuckled, and Rook’s grin grew wide once more.

“Can I have a slice?”

“Now?”

Rook pulled away and walked to the torte, making a show of taking in the delicious smell. Lucanis was glad that he had only just taken it out of the oven, the rich chocolate smell lingered, enveloping them both.

“Yes please. You made it for me and I want to savour it before the others get here.”

Lucanis smiled warmly, “Of course, Rook.”

He took the torte to the kitchen bench and confidently made a show of lifting up his knife with a flourish. This, this he could do. He was in his element, and Rook seemed to enjoy seeing him in it, eyes never leaving his hands. He presented a plate with a small slice for her.

“Is this enough?”

“Perfect, thank you.” Rook grabbed the plate from him and cut through the torte with the spoon. Lucanis held his breath, until she finally took her first bite. Then… she moaned.

Rook made a noise Lucanis had never heard come out from her mouth before. It was soft, sensual and full of want. He had elicited that from her. A electric current ran through him and his heart beat so loudly he was certain Rook was able to hear it. It scared him how much he wanted to hear her make that noise. More, and more and more.

Fuck, he thought. This is bad.

Why bad? Spite questioned, he paced around Rook as she took another bite. Rook is happy. This is good.

“Gods Lucanis, this is so freaking good.”

“Really?” He asked, grateful for the question so that he wouldn’t have to answer Spite. The demon kept mumbling to himself, thankfully content to be perplexed on his own for once.

Rook likes it. We help Rook.

Rook nodded, “Yes, my Gods. Here have a taste.”

She lifted her spoon up to him and he glanced. Surely she must know what this would do to him. Nevertheless, he was fast finding he could never say no to her.

He took a bite from the spoon and smiled as the flavours exploded in his mouth. It was nutty and chocolatey, with a hint of apricot to break through the rich flavour. Emmrich had done him an amazing favour by sharing this recipe, Lucanis wasn’t going to forget it anytime soon.

His tongue darted out to lick a crumb off his bottom lip and he didn’t miss how Rook’s eyes widened with that action. She suddenly looked heated, and much more intense than before.

“It’s good.”

“Really good.”

Lucanis swallowed hard, desire shooting through him as she looked at him with those kind, violet eyes. “You-You’re welcome.” He backed away, unsure if he was ready for what came next. Instead of allowing his thoughts to wander about how good she would feel pressed up to him, he moved to the sink to wash his knife.

If Rook was disappointed by his actions, she didn’t show it. Instead, she finished her slice in silence, humming in delight every now and then. When there was not a crumb left on her plate, he reached over to take it from her. She handed it to him and closed the gap between them, placing a quick kiss on his cheek. It was quick, but long enough for Lucanis to take in just how soft her lips were. Softer than he could have ever imagined. They felt so good, so right there just above his beard. It was perfect.

“I’m happy to go slow if you are,” she whispered against him before pulling away. She was smiling, warm and kind.

“If that is enough for you,” echoes of disappointment raged through his head. Spite grumbled in annoyance at his own internal chatter, that he wasn’t Illario. He couldn’t sweep her off her feet and take her right here and now like she probably wanted.

She grabbed his hand again, her thumb stroking his knuckles. “Lucanis, you will always be enough for me.”

His heart sped up, fluttering with nerves, joy and the one emotion he couldn’t dare name because it was too soon. Way too soon. Instead, he allowed himself to be emboldened by her declaration, and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear before kissing her forehead.

“Thank you, Rook.”

[priya-san]

It's such a pleasure to write for Philly and her gorgeous Inky, Astoria! Thanks for trusting me with her!

With Philly's permission, I've uploaded the full fic onto AO3! Here's a lil snippet:

“Our soldiers and what feels like half of Orlais are here, waiting for me to destroy Corypheus. I’ve been waiting for me to destroy Corypheus. And now that the day is finally here, I wonder, can I do it?” She reached up to Cullen and stroked his cheek, feeling the rough of his stubble on her callused hands. “Can I do it when I have so much to lose?”

Cullen blinked back his own tears, heart clenched in love and fear at her words. He could never bear sending Astoria off into battle. He felt at a loss while she was gone from Skyhold, floating between the war room and his office, just barely existing until he caught the glimpse of his coin in her hands and she walked back into his life.

He leaned down and captured her in a gentle kiss, to let her know she was not alone in what she felt. Cullen poured every emotion into their kiss, wanting to take away the pain, the fear, anything that was hurting her.

He would tear the world down to see her smile again.

Astoria responded to his lips on hers immediately, and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. There was an urgency in the way she moved, the way she craved to be touched, the way she needed to be felt like she was more than her role as their leader.

Cullen tried to convey all of that and more, but they still weren’t nearly close enough. He pulled back, parting their lips to catch his breath, watching as the puffs of air escaped them both. As Astoria was about to protest, he lifted her into his lap, moving her so she was straddling him, and claimed her once more. Their second kiss was far from gentle as their first. Something unsaid had unlocked in them both. With so much to lose, they weren’t going to let their last chance slip by.

Emboldened by her soft moans, Cullen moved his lips down Astoria’s neck, kissing the sensitive skin. She arched towards him and unsuccessfully muffled her cries.

“Astoria,” Cullen growled warningly.

She let out an airy laugh, “I know, I’ll keep it down. It’s just, you’ve gotten so good at that.”

"Come back to me, alright?"

"Always."

My good friend @priya-san wrote this out in a fic for me and whewww it inspired me to draw Cullen and Astoria sharing a moment on a log in the Arbor Wilds.

Full picture can be seen on my Bluesky @/phillypumpkin 🙈��

[upinthecloudss]

HC Time!

saw a picture with the person's hc's of how people sat in the class and got inspired-

i've been having brainrot over mcl these past few weeks so here you go - a product of a semi lifelong obsession.

also these are spanish names so Karla = capuccine

I know that Farres' class is a free seating kind of thing, but I HC that they eventually fell into this arrangement by their last year of high school - i feel that beemoov could've juiced out more slice of life stuff with the class so here i am

lowk i get this from hints from dialogues but these r my personal hc's of how classes would be at Sweet Amoris' Class F (F for Farres, not the grades they get lmao) - ignore the a in the pic i had a brain fart and i'm too lazy to change it

i yap so beware under the cut

Class F

they share all classes in the same room except for science, arts and pe so this is them in their natural environment

the people in the first row kinda keep to themselves

its the last two which initiate most of the banter (ie the twins mostly) BUT others tend to join in most of the time.

the first row is the most 'serious' about their studies

genuinely the 'problem' class of the school - it's either peggy trying to camouflage herself with the couch in the teachers room, nath and castiel on the verge of killing each other, amber, alexy and rosa's costume fiasco, and CANDY capitalised bcus she's genuinely involved in everyone's life at some point (chismosavirus i love her)

they don't all get along in a 'family' sense, but they did grow familiar with each other over the years and there are some very close friendgroups in their class

when they need to, they definitely can unite (they even convinced amber, li and charlotte to help with the bunnies, which was insane to me)

ik that they are all ver cliche-ish characters, but mcl surpisingly made them work very well together

Farres

teaches geography & history but is also Candy's class homeroom teacher

ppl tend to walk all over him which is something he cannot avoid with students in any of his classes

loser man he's v funny to me

if nath or melody are not in class and he asks a question there is always a 10 second long silence AT LEAST

trying his best bless his heart

i hc that the class gave him a goodbye gift of sorts after graduating, thanking him for his patience with their insane antics

maybe something like them naming a bunny in lysander's family farm after him or something as bizzare like that - call back to the time they almost got him fired in ep 18 with the bunnies they let out

All these hc's are about them in the class environment, but there is sm more i have in my back pocket

Nath

his dad's pressure to excel in school is obv influenced him sitting first row

even after gaining his independence, we still see him become valedictorian on ep 39 (?) or 40 i forgot so i assume that he started being more relaxed about his studies AFTER hsl

that's why he usually stays in that seat for most of his hsl

imo best seat in the class if you want to pay attention - close to the teacher but also right in front of the whiteboard

not a teachers pet, but castiel likes to use his choice of seat in a free seating class as an opportunity to call him one lmao

doesn't really care about who sits next to him, choice of seat was solely out of the need to keep up with his father's standards

doesn't mind sitting next to melody, even if he feels a bit overwhelmed by her constant attention, bcus he knows that she's also a diligent student

doesn't answer every question, but tends to raise his hand more than once every class

straight a's - we all know this

doesn't interrupt classes if it's not school-related - so don't expect him to be adding onto any banter that may go on during class time (unless it's castiel provoking him, but he only tends to speak up after his independence from his parents in ep 23)

ppl don't tend to listen to him when he asks for silence in the class (when farres is also unable to shut ppl up prior LMAO)

some ppl tend to find him annoying - too perfect for their liking - but after the whole ordeal with his dad people cut him some slack and realise that their annoyance prolly came from jealousy

sm angst material but let's move on

Melody

(apologies if i'm too mean to her,,, i dont love her character and it's not even about the nath possesiveness, more on that in another post if i feel like it :p)

this simp would have sat on mud in a heartbeat if it meant sitting next to nath

i always hc'd that, even though she is a good student, having a crush on nath actually drove her to be even better as a way to impress him

so, she chose to sit first row mainly bcus she is a good student, but deep down (or not that deep down lmao) knowing that she could've chose any of the other chairs in the row, it's obvious why she chose that specific seat out of any other

since she sits closest to Mr Farres out of everyone and shes also class rep, she's usually the one to hand out worksheets or go on errands for teachers (given that it's not an important job that fits nathaniel's role better)

ACTUAL teachers pet - it kind of annoys most in the class (even irks nath at some points lmao) bcus she always seems to eager to prove herself in a super obnoxious way

straight a's but is the type of whiny girl to be upset at anything less than an a (i get her)

looks down on ppl that don't get good grades and is kinda condescending (i don't relate there)

type of girl to SHHHH people loudly even if they're literally whispering

candy and rosa are big victims of this given that they are (1) chismosas by nature (2) sit right behind her

her attitude doesn't really change throughout school life

if you are nath route i imagine she absolutely stares daggers at us or anyone else when nath sits next to them in class

Lysander

before you pull out the pitchforks telling me about lys and castiel being besties - this doesn't mean that they have to sit together in class

hear me out

lysander is more serious about his studies, even if he is quiet he is a diligent student.

nath actually respects and kinda resents him for this, you can see that he doesn't have the pressure to be a good student that nath has but he still tries his best and does very well in class (straight low a's / high b's student imo)

angst hc's another time i swear

best classes/ones he enjoys the most are lit and history

castiel tends to call him a nerd, lovingly, opposed to how he does it to nath

doesn't participate much in class, but when he does it's usually to give correct answers when the class seems to draw on a blank

or bcus he is asked directly by Farres, lmao

before priya came in their second to last year of high school (my hc timeline but idk) lysander sat alone in the table so castiel would go over and sit next to him if he felt like spending more time with his best friend every now and then

he tends to enjoy his peace, so doesn't mind sitting alone

gets along well with priya when they sit together, but they tend to sit in comfortable silence

doesn't write much of his personal writing during class, he learnt that people tend to be way too curious and try to take a peek

or ask him to read it aloud to the rest of the class - that one lit class was a living hell for him

tends to daydream in class if he's tired

Priya

my beloved,,,, they will never make me hate you

came in last of everyone in the class so she took the only remaining seat

is still a beast in studies so it doesn't matter where she sits - will get straight a's anyway

except for art lmao

type of student melody wishes she were

effortlessly smart - and when she gives answers she's not overly snobbish

shes so ,,,, marry me

who said that

is up to sitting next to anyone that isn't amber's witch crowd - but if she ends up near them she doesn't hesistate to put them in their place

offers to switch places with friends that may be struggling more with classes and sit in rows behind her- she knows that sitting closer to the front will force people to focus more (it's usually kim or candy who get these offers from priya, bcus she knows that they have the potential and priya hates seeing them fall behind - and candy yaps too much with rosa sometimes)

she's always looking out for people, helping with violette and kim in maths with difficult exercises etcetc

i see her calling out an answer umprompted if she sees that the person that the teacher asked to has no idea - if she likes the person ofc

Delanay: what is a mitochondria?

candy: uhhhhhh

priya: POWERHOUSE OF -

ik that answer is wrong shut up

doesn't give two shits about being a 'model' student, she is interested in learning so that makes her a good student by default

loves history - political side of it even more, and can go on long tangents on all the 'underdogs' of history and on giving a voice to the less fortunate

cannot stand when people blame teachers when its their own incompetence in a subject

e.g will get so angry when Li complains about 'how she was supposed to know that europe is not a country if farres never told them' in an exam on the european union

gets mostly a's, some b's big fat d's in art im afraid tho

she knows the struggles of teachers given that her mother teaches elementary students so isn't ever really too disrespectful (with limits, she sometimes joins in on banter)

Kim

has a lot of potential, but tends to be demotivated when she compares herself with the 'smart' people

what she doesn't realise is that she could be as 'smart' as them if she also put in the same effort as them

she does let her grades slip at some point, but she never does so deliberately

complicated history with studying, i forgot if it was her mom who dropped studying when she was her age and then went back to it once kim was in high school (mentioned in the ep with iris' party), but tries her best to not let down her parents

sat next to violette who was too scared to sit on the same row as amber and company, but wouldn't have minded sitting further back

you will never catch her dead getting herself involved in class

during her time being tutored by nath, he challenged her to answer a question in class

he called her a coward, basically, so she did it ONCE to defend her honour

but then once became a few times as she became more confident with her abilities

graduated with b's, even a stray a in the mix

would never admit it but she's very thankful for nath and candy's help and appreciates the supportiveness from her friends + family to not quit on trying in school

if you look at her during class, you will know exactly what she is thinking about - it's all on her face

doesn't understand class? furrowed brows, pout and frustrated mumbling while she scratches away at her page

is annoyed at amber's stupid remarks? rolls her eyes to the back of her head so hard

got a good grade? her eyes sparkle just a little bit, "no violette what are you talking about i just got some dust in my eye-"

overall wins the idgaf war i love her

Violette

so debilitatingly shy bless her heart

will NEVER open her mouth in class

if she is asked to answer kim will jump to answer umprompted, a la priya

"sorry sir i thought you were asking me"

"is your name violette?"

all of her notes have a new 'doodle' in the margins

but the doodles are like

masterpieces

mostly portraits of her friends, kim and alexy taking the spotlight

as well as her dad

and maybe her mom? but she tends to get emotional so she reserves those drawing for outside the classroom

karla tried to pick on her one time for drawing in class and kim scared her into not messing with anyone for a whole week, and violette ever again

people are so supportive when she actually makes an attempt to speak, even castiel knows to shut up with his sarcastic remarks

but then the silence freaks her out and next time u will hear her will be in 2 business years at least

or karla laughs at her stuttering or something (looking for amber's approval) but that happens only once thanks to kim

amber and her friends don't pick on her much, simply because they prefer to go for girls that they are jealous of and she never draws their attention

Rosa

is the type of student to have 1000s of excused absences

leigh signs her permission slips and stuff and since the headmistress can't be arsed to do her job properly she gets away with it lmao

actually gets by well with exams

she already has a dream to move onto the fashion industry so she isn't too worried about her grades

chismosavirus #1 she will always be the first to be called out by teachers for trying to gossip in class

she's always super offended by the scolding even though its 100% true

"i was literally whispering!! besides, your date with [crush] is way more important than trigonometry"

"we had a map of asia on the whiteboard, rosa"

candy always has to stop rosa from strangling amber and co. everytime they pick on her best friend

"it's not worth it rosa"

"you are way too nice, if i were you they would be dead in a ditch by now"

"what?"

"what?"

does people's makeup or gives tips during homeroom if they ask her to

she loves it

or sometimes candy's hair during class

"this is not a beauty salon girls"

does it anyway

Candy

depends on the player ofc, but she's obviously shown to have high capacities in school if she applies herself - so her grades are entirely up to her

theoretically sits next to rosa, but since her best friend doesn't come to school too often people sit next to her if they feel like it (like our route or alexy hehe)

chismosavirus #2 bcus rosa infected her and also that how she is by nature

doesn't cause many problems in class, and only includes herself in the banter of the class if she is directly dragged into it by the back rows.

sits in front of the witch crowd and is sadly a victim of their annoying teasing

i love her but she cannot defend herself for the first 30 episodes of the series i swear

she does sit in front of charlotte, who is the 'chillest' of the trio so she usually gets peace in class if they feel like ignoring her

besides, she REFUSES to change seats because of them - she would never give them the satisfaction

Iris

the backbone of the class for sure

is surprisingly good friends with castiel so she's the designated 'peacemaker' if its a small thing (not if theyre literally about to punch each other, she's not suicidal)

and also gets along well enough with most people fine enough

"if someone is acting mean it's probably a mistake" my girl is too good for this world

genuinely tries her best but is lost in class like, 80% of the time

barely passes her exams but she passed so you go queen

she's not like, stupid, but school is not the path for her

laughs at stupid jokes that the more extroverted people make in the middle of class, but isn't usually the one to start anything in class

participates if asked to

doesn't mean she gets the questions right

isn't picky about who she sits with, was the only one who was willing to sit next to karla

so that's where she ended up

Karla

so she obv chose to sit next to amber's friend group, even though its obvious she's not really a part of their group

ALWAYS acting out to bully anyone as a way to 'prove' herelf to them

people tend to ignore her, like flat out

she's so forgettable that teachers even forget to rlly punish her for any out of line comments

actually good at school, but hides it as much as she can

because of this, and other things, charlotte respects her the least - shes basically dragging herself across the floor for their approval

plain annoying but forgettable

never really makes good friends with anyone - comes close to it with melody (but them both have self esteem problems and make it everyone else's problem, so ig that's why they get along better than others) and iris but because shes enemy to no one

Charlotte

most 'quiet' of the witches trio but doesn't mean she's not as cruel outside of the classroom

gets respectably high grades, but could get much better if she tried

also strong contender of the idgaf war

but you can never really tell what she's thinking of people when they speak in class

or at any point

keeps to herself and her friends but loves to jump at the opportunity to be mean to candy by whispering shit to her

is the more indirect type of cruel, will give karla the silent treatment, literally does not acknowledge her ever

she hasn't stuck gum to candy's hair by now because of rosa's presence, she's annoyingly perceptive,,,

when she leaves school Li takes her place

outright refuses to answer any question that farres asks her

"ms charlotte! would you mind sharing your answer with the rest of the class? it was exceptionally well written"

"i would mind, yes"

sat there bcus amber sat there

Amber

she is so annoying god bless castiel's soul

sat in front of him as "an infallible flirting tactic"

"trust me Li - doing it in the long run will have him at my feet by next month tops"

is the type of girl to throw her hair on top of the table behind her

castiel tried to cut it once in retaliation once he saw that she wouldn't get the hint when he pulled on it anytime she did it

"he was too shy to try to braid my hair, i'm subtly giving him chances to make him go crazy for me. trust me li trust me."

literally only sat there to try to get with castiel

he couldn't give less of a shit, is incredibly annoyed by her

and chooses to ignore her

has barely passing grades, but she lies about it to her parents

besides, they tend to pay more attention to nath's results

"what can i say, i'm just daddy's little girl"

... moving on

always sprays 2000 spritzes of perfume and chokes armin because she does it in his direction

"AMBER i'm going to die from asphyxia if you keep spraying that shit liquid on me"

"MR KEENAN LANGUAGE"

"i didn't know you knew what the word asphyxia meant bro"

"shut up alexy"

always has the most stupid things to say

it has candy sighing loudly

"SIR CANDY IS TELLING ME TO SHUT UP"

"I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING"

"YOU THOUGHT OF IT"

"WE ALL DID"

outright annoying

tends to insult candy, armin, alexy, and kentin the most but her preffered pick will always be candy

Li

genuinely stupid holy shit

"europe is a very big country"

surprised she didn't fail her final exams

insisted on sitting next to amber but since there were no more tables she just pulled a chair next to her

farres tried to make her move but she ignored him lmao

if it's a more strict teacher she moves next to lysander before priya came in

after that she used the excuse that there is no other seats to stay there

took charlotte's seat when she left

out of the three, makes the stupidest remarks

doesn't initiate the bullying, but its always her just repeating anything that amber or charlotte say like a parrot

literally bird brain

not much to say, doesn't involve herself in class

mostly looks at herself in the mirror during class or browses high end clothing stores online

loaded asf so has convinced herself that grades don't matter

will be the death of her parents one day

Alexy

came in after most people and wanted to sit near his brother so they sat at the back where there were three seats available

armin sat next to castiel because he was more 'covered' by the three girls in the table in front of him to play his console

so alexy ended up sitting alone in the table next to armin for a little until kentin showed up

lowk a blessing for him bcus we all know he was defo into him

always one of the most talkative, or to join in on jokes that his brother screams out in the middle of class

not a class clown, but usually the one to start interruptions in class

he doesn't even intend to interrupt, but he likes 'commentating' on what is going on - his words

okay at studies, is indifferent to his grades and has no pressure to do well by his parents

this seating arrangement was the cause of him becoming closer to kentin - even if they never became anything that alexy would've wanted to, he appreciates their time spent together

teases kentin in class alongside his twin

peak 'people in the back row' meme type shi

brings snacks to share with the back row

armin, alexy (and kentin even if he likes to complain) are usually messing around a whole lot but tend to go unnoticed

Armin

sat at the covered seat next to castiel so that his teachers let him play his games in peace

type of person to put his console behind an upside down book

has a surprisingly peaceful coexistence with his table buddy

castiel hates that he calls him irl table moot

catch him playing on his console 90% of the time - the 10% is Delanay's classes

calms down with it over the years but never abandons his gaming

he's gets frustratingly high grades considering the little attention he pays in any of his classes

speaks in brainrot

can't stop himself from spouting out the most chronically online shit in class

it's so strange one would think he is playing videogames and not paying attention and then will just

"can someone tell me what is the name of the city that is being covered by my finger right now?" "LMAO KID NAMED FINGER"

all while having his eyes glued to the screen of his PSP

only candy sometimes laughs if shes his route bcus she's equally as nerdy

if not it is met with the most awkard silence

he's so unfunny bless him

everyone but alexy question his sanity but eventually get used to it

likes to have 'back row basketball' competitions with his brother (and kentin, who they always manage to pull at least one attempt out of him) where the first person to get a piece of paper into the bin next to mr farres' table wins

mr farres has given up on trying to stop them

he's just used to flying balls of paper whooshing past his head

atp who cares, as long as they don't hit him

or they also try to see whoever manages to land a spitball on amber's head without her noticing for the remainder of the class

castiel likes to join in on that one

Kentin

came in a bit after the twins so had limited seat choices

didn't really feel like sitting first row with lysander and also wanted to have candy in his line of sight so he went for the seat next to alexy at the back

says he regrets it sm because the 'twins are so annoying' but never made an attempt to change seats

"oh kennykins~ when will you ever let me give you a style change from those horrible military style pants??"

"you can't escape from my brother on a fashion mission kenny"

"IT'S KENTIN i can´t stand the two of you"

also okay at his studies, his dad only cares about his results in p.e tbh (angst material again but ill ramble in another post)

is kinda iffy aboout sitting in the same row as castiel but will never admit it

besides the twins are like a buffer zone so it's okay

doesn't stop castiel from laughing at them bullying teasing him

kentin gets so defensive bless him

"WHAT DID YOU SAY- SAY THAT AGAIN IF YOU DARE"

"KENTIN GO OUT TO THE CORRIDOR RIGHT NOW AND CALM YOURSELF DOWN"

and it was just castiel releasing air through his nose to laugh

he pretends he hates the back row but he has to admit that he has the most fun there

made his best friends there literally (not castiel tho sorry king)

and its kinda a release from the expectations to be a 'man' from his dad and just to be silly with his friends

and now im getting angsty lets move on

if candy is kentin route and he sits with her some time,,,, oh lord

when he goes to sit at the back row the next day he is received as some kind of cheating husband coming back to his unstable wife

"so i see you finally got bored of us"

"its okay kennykins *sniff* we understand that we will never be her"

"you are breaking our hearts and you don't even seem to care"

"the betrayal,,, how can you even come back after all that you have done?"

this continues on for the rest of the day until kentin agrees to buy them lunch

Castiel

does not give af

bad boy cliche - sits at the back, feet on the table and doesn't write down a single line of writing if he can

chose to sit at the back simply because he doesn't care for classes

finds armin entertaining, even if he calls him 'irl table moot' and generally doesn't really understand any of his jokes

does find the twins´ jokes funny if its them making fun of kentin

also doesn't care for kentin being scared of him or trying to pick a fight in class

is on the verge of strangling amber anytime she tries her weird ass flirting on him

him being salutatorian at graduation is so funny to me because he proved that all that his teachers gave him shit for "because you will never get passing grades with your behaviour" and here he is

only time he contributes to class is to throw snarky remarks at people - mostly nath ofc

sarcastic man apocalypse and he is their king

will sit next to lys if he feels like it sometimes but he is mostly allergic to breathing the same air as 'first row smarty mcfuck boy" (one of his many loving nicknames to nath <3)

[retro-plasma]

"i just think she's going to be angry. she's not... a fan of change."

"okay, but she's your best friend. and this is your literal dream. if she doesn't support that, why exactly is she your best friend?"

"yeah i know..."

"it'll be worse if you don't say anything, you know."

"alright alright you made your point. i'll tell her tonight."

"good. and if she doesn't like it, i'll hide one of each of her shoes until she changes her tune."

[otherperson12]

Masters of the Air: The Angels of Death

Chapter 1: Part One

Disclaimer: Bucky being Bucky and a simp. Buck being tired of Bucky.

Thank you @infernal-hues

Bucky was satisfied with the newcomers. The beautiful ginger caught his eye. She had all his attention. By the words of the other girls, she seemed like a good pilot. That was a plus to her beauty. He had never been with a ginger before.

Buck had heard a little between the COs’ and everything looked fine.

Until supper.

“I can’t believe you both kept it from me!” Curt recriminated to the duo.

The news spread like fire. The only information going around was (and the only one that seemed to matter) about some beautiful singles —that was a regalement— skirts were in the base to stay.

When Curt heard, he knew Bucky (and obviously Buck) knew before anyone, so he went to them demanding some information.

Bucky laughed, “You can’t be mad at me. You love me too much.” He said with dove eyes at Curt and blowing kisses.

Buck laughed at them. “You were going to know sooner or later, Curt.”

That was supposed to be some kind of apology. But he did not want that.

“Why are they here?”, Curt asked.

Good question.

They both looked at Bucky who just winked at them.

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The interrogation was the perfect excuse to get better coffee than the regular G.I Joe one.

Colonel Elizabeth Nixon was the CO of the 1st Female Fighter Pilot Group: The Angels of Death. She was one of the first female pilots in the Air Force and she won her rank from the bottom even when her family could have paid for it. The girls respected her as a their leader.

“Girls, listen up!”, she called from the center of the room, once the interrogation was done. Everyone looked at her. “As you may know, we will get into combat soon,” some cheers, “We are going to be stationed here at East Anglia with the 100th Bomber Group.” she informed. “Our mission is to protect this side of Great Britain island and not let the nazis get into London.” Then she had to drop the bomb. Ironic. “At the same time, we have orders to escort the bombers in every mission as needed.”

WHAT?!

That was the first thing it came out of the boys’ mouth when they got the news.

After lunch, they all reunited in the conference room. Huglin had told them. Bucky was trying to hide his smile. And not look at Buck and Curt or he would really laugh.

“Those orders come from the upper command. It will help us to complete our missions and reduce the number of casualties.” He explained. “You just do what you’ve been training for so we can win the war. Is that clear?”

“Yes, sir!”

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Brianna did not want to be a babysitter.

“Just imagine their faces.” Priya suggested with a malicious smile.

Captain Priya Pilanka was from New Delhi, a squad leader like Brianna. She was as respected as hated just for her culture. The both of them bonded over their resentment for the british so they joined the yanks instead of having the UK flag in their uniform.

“This is not how I imagined it.” Brianna commented.

Priya knew what she meant. First, they did not want to wait more to go and fight, she felt anxious. And second…

“Giving you, women, a plane and a weapon don’t make you a soldier. You are just that. A woman who came to help, not to serve your country.” Brianna quoted under her breath.

Priya heard. She remembers those words very well. Their first day in training, almost two years ago.

Priya stiffed a little, “We just have to focus on flying and get the job done.”

They started walking to their new barracks when a voice called.

“Pilanka, Ross.”

Both girls turned and found Lieutenant Colonel Margarita Flores, (‘Mama’ for the girls) from Chile. She was a sweet woman, always taking care of everyone like a mother. She was a little worried about the news.

They salute her.

“How are you both?”, she asked sweetly.

“Anxious to get in the sky, ma’am.” Priya responded for them both.

Lt. Flores looked at Brianna, “I know is not what you expected. But don’t worry about it. You are better than any man. You are Angels, the best of the best.” She reassured them with a sweet smile. “I’m sure we’ll get a mission soon, so I want you both to get settled and go to eat. You are dismissed.” She ordered.

At the barracks, 1st Lt. Louisa ‘Lou’ Breaux had saved them both a bed next to hers. The three of them were a particular trio: the quiet scottish, the spicy indian, and the cute witch.

Lou was another squad leader, from Lafayette, Louisiana. And probably a witch. When she said it was going to rain, the sky seemed to melt. When she asked for a sunny day in the middle of the winter, the sun would appear as if spring had come earlier.

“I got your sheets and your foot lockers.” Lou informed.

“Thank you, Lou.” Brianna gratefully, appreciated. Lou smiled at her.

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Brianna was very excited about the idea of having a weekend pass so she could go to Edinburgh. After eating, she wrote a letter to her uncle, telling him she was back in Europe.

She walked around the camp looking for the post office. She did not want to ask for directions. The walk which supposedly was going to be calm, turned out to be the complete opposite.

“Hey, sweetheart!”

“Carrot! Do the drapes match the carpet?”

That one made her blush in embarrassment , but mostly boil herblood in pure rage. The cat calling continued until…

“Hey!”

The calls stopped. So did she.

“That’s enough!” Some man ordered in pure anger.

It wasn’t a deep voice, but so firm it made her almost stand at attention.

Brianna was able to hear the scold.

She took her chance to run away from the situation. The ginger walked as fast and calm as she could. The last thing she wanted to do was draw more attention to herself.

She heard someone walking right at her 6 o’clock, following her. At her left she found the post office and quickly entered.

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Bucky was walking around looking for troubles (Buck was sleeping and he did not want to third wheel Curt and some nurse), when he found them.

Well, he actually found her.

For Bucky it was the perfect chance to introduce himself to the newcomer. Until he heard the other soldiers.

He stepped in, did his thing and when he turned to her, she was walking away. Odd. So he followed the red head to the post office. And there she was, completely curved in some papers.

“Good afternoon, Major Egan.” The sergeant behind the counter greeted him.

“How are you, Tommy.”

Bucky saw her stand back little by little and face him slowly. She looked at him and his collar and stood more straight than before. She saluted him.

That had an interesting effect on John.

“That’s not necessary ma’am.” Bucky informed quickly.

Brianna put her arm down. She felt trapped. She delivered the letter and she wanted to go, but he was in the way.

Those small blue eyes were watching her intensely. It made her uncomfortable so she looked down to her feet.

John took his sweet time observing her. Her red hair was in a classic updo with her green cap, her straight pointy nose and small mouth. She had changed her flying uniform for her dress uniform.

“I just wanted to make sure you were okay. For what happened.” Bucky explained himself, pointing to the door.

Brianna opened her mouth and closed it, then she talked. “I am sir, thank you.”

Silence.

“Let me walk you to your quarters. So there’s no more incidents.” He offered.

‘I’ve spent too much time with Buck. I’m losing my charm.’ He thought.

“That’s not necessary, sir.”

“I insist.” He added quickly.

Silence again.

“If you let me, sir, It would not be appropriate.” Brianna explained trying to get him to let her go on her own.

“If someone asks I’ll explain the situation.” He reassured her.

‘How insisting!’, she thought.

John felt over the moon hearing her voice for the first time, small and cautious. He knew that his insistence on accompanying her was part of his desire to be with her. Normally, he would drink, pick a girl and take her to bed and that's it (and with that, he had gotten his own haters club) but she didn't even want to look at him.

“Let me walk you.” He said again.

Brianna knew he was not going to let her go.

“Alright.” She finally said.

In his mind, Bucky was doing a little victory dance. He tried to look normal, but a smile slipped to his face.

He moved from the door and opened it so she could go in first.

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Brianna and John walked the first twenty steps in complete silence. Until he opened his mouth.

“I’m John. John Egan. But everyone calls me ‘Bucky’”, he introduced himself looking at her.

Brianna took her eyes off the road to look at him briefly. She noticed his small blue eyes, which had a little mischief in them.

“Lieutenant Ross, Brianna Ross.”

Five steps more in silence.

“So you are a pilot.” Bucky said.

‘Doesn’t he have an off button?’, she thought a little desperately. She didn’t like being talked to, she didn’t like to talk.

“Yes, sir. I’m a squad leader .” She informed.

“Squad leader! That sounds important.” Bucky said impressed.

Brianna was irritated with the situation because obviously she had to answer to a ranking officer.

“I just do my job, sir.”

Bucky being Bucky, could not tell if she was just quiet and shy or she was getting pissed with him.

“You aren’t American.” He punctuated.

Brianna had spent years of her life trying to sound less Scottish, it looks like it did not work.

“Aye…” She said slowly, looking him in the corner of her eye.

Brianna found him already looking at her, a cocky smile and eyes full of mischief. She blushed as red as her hair, again, for being caught.

Embarrassed and now pissed, she walked faster trying to lose him.

He was having the time of his life, completely enamored by her cute reaction. She was shy, was his conclusion and maybe a little short tempered. John just followed her trying to be at her side again.

“Hey! Wait!”, he called. “I’m sorry!” He apologized. But she kept walking with her head down.

John saw her turn left, and then he saw a bunch of women hanging out of the quarters.

Everyone turned their heads as Brianna nearly ran into the quarters and slammed the door closed.

Then the eyes turned to him.

“Hi.”

He stood there just looking at the door, hands in his hips and a smile on his face. He chuckled.

Bucky started to walk away with intentions to go tell Buck when the door slammed open, a full round of laughter and calling. Brianna ran out hiding her face in her hands, the tips of her ears boiling red.

She was followed by Priya, who was mocking her and Lou, happy as ever, jumping with every step.

“Don’ worry, major. You’ll see her’ again’!”, Lou informed.

He snorted, “I’ll really like that.”

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“I swear to god, John, if you interrupt me one more time I’ll drop you in Berlin myself.” Buck warned him, eyes still in his book.

“That book will mean nothing when I tell you what just happened.”

Gale looks up to his best friend. A few hours prior when Bucky had said something similar, life at East Anglian had changed.

“Bucky”, Gale called at John.

“Yeah?”

“Leave those ladies alone”

Bucky laughed.

“Not any time soon”.

He walked away, but he stopped at the door.

“Brianna.” Bucky said.

Gale looked at him, not understanding.

“The name of my future wife, Brianna.”

‘Maybe Curt or Crank would like to hear about her’.

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Final notes

First of all, I’m not Indian (my heritage is from all over the world) but I wanted to add a little of cultural variety. I once meet an Indian girl and she was like Priya. Strong and spicy.

[noahtally-famous]

for td 2024 wlw week!!

priyemma | 3.3k words | oneshot | 2024 wlw week day one: campfire

summary:

After that mess of a 'Would You Rather?' challenge and a more painful loss, Priya is sure who has to go…but then she sees Emma sitting alone on one of the logs in the campfire clearing a while before the elimination, and the consequent interactions turn about several thoughts and emotions.

[marrfixated]

(More thoughts and drafting! Some weird formatting I know but it was all one block in my notes)

Emma is doing just fine. Average. It’s really not so bad.

She’s just been dealing with a lot of change. And with too many things not changing.

Which is… an odd thing to struggle with.

Because she likes change. Daunting challenges. The unpredictable. Doing new things every day and never being scared of them. And she likes independence.

She had thought so, at least.

After the show, she had been hit in the face with just how… isolated she was. She had only had two friends before the first season, but she had left them behind. Her mother wasn’t doing the best, and she didn’t have any nearby family.

She found herself laying in her bed in the middle of the day most of the time, scrolling through her contacts and old conversations.

Or scrolling through her comments on TikTok.

A few weeks ago, she had tried some stunt involving a motorcycle and an inflatable pool. She probably wouldn’t have messed it up if her hands weren’t trembling.

(She had forgot to check the breaks, and wasn’t sure if they were working.)

(They were.)

The blood dripping down her face and the gash in her lip didn’t sting as much as it did watching the video.

She looked ridiculous, and she probably always did. It was better when she had someone else to do it with. Maybe she was losing her touch.

She didn’t post the video.

She turned back to dancing instead, which did feel less embarassing, despite the constant mocking feedback. Sure, the jokes were “funny”, but she didn’t care about any of it. She didn’t feel the rush, she wasn’t planning every day, and she wasn’t known or loved for anything.

Except for what she lost.

And, the show, to an extent.

-Ugh, she misses the show. She shouldn’t, but as stupid as it sounds, she really did. She missed doing crazy things and talking to people. Having a chance of winning. Beating everyone. Being cheered on. It wasn’t always great, but at least it was something. She misses doing something.

And she really misses Bowie. She missed Bowie, but she knows better than anyone that she can’t go back to that. They just- have better things to do now. He probably does.

He’s got Raj- which is great! And she’s happy for him! She’s happy for everyone. For Wayne, however he’s doing, for Julia, despite everything.

And Caleb. For having Priya.

Emma is jealous that Bowie gets to have someone.

Emma is jealous that everyone else gets to have someone.

Emma is jealous that, unlike everyone else, winning the show probably wouldn’t have made her any happier.

She isn’t sure what would.

[total-drama-brainrot]

i think we should let priya have a villain arc

just imagine. you've won the competition your parents have trained you for your whole life, the obstacle between you and your own career aspirations (she wants to go to med school) but when you come home, broken and beaten, with the glory they forced you to seek and a million dollars to boot, you're told you the reward you worked so hard to win won't even be available to you until your in your forties.

then you're pressured to be financially independent regardless of the money sitting in your savings. and encouraged to compete once again, doing the same song and dance you've practised since birth, and you know if you win again the money will be locked away once more, because why wouldn't it be? you realise that it was never about winning Total Drama, it was about the show itself. you're never going to be free from the clutches of it so long as your parents hold it in such high regard.

(you don't understand. you did everything your parents wanted. you won the game! why wasn't it enough? why aren't you enough?)

then you think back to your friends notebook- the one outlining how your parents' behaviour is abusive, the one that jammed a wedge between the two of you when her analysis of your home life was revealed. and you stop to think, what if she was right? what if their idolisation of the show that's brought you nothing but pain and suffering really did lead them to abusing you? you're not entirely ignorant of your own social shortcomings, and you're fully aware that a lot of your awkwardness is just the result of the way they raised you.

and you remember, throughout the years and years of training, how your parents drilled into you the mindsets and methods of the shows' various antagonists. "the villain never wins," they'd tell you, and yet heather/alejandro snagged a win in world tour? an antagonist was the antithesis of everything they'd raised you to be, but being the hero had won you nothing in the end.

so why not be the villain instead?

disgracing everything they spent your whole childhood teaching you would either sour them against you- thus leaving you free of their influence- or sour them against the show they love so much. it's a win-win!

(...you're so sick of living up to everyone else's expectations.)

[just-a-silly-little-whumper]

Buried

Masterpost | Read on Ao3

Burying the dead is a favored tactic of Hunters. Matthias ensures his children are ready to face that possibility.

For @badthingshappenbingo: Buried Alive.

Contains: Parental whumper, vampire whumper, dhampir whumpees, buried alive, manipulation

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Matthias took no joy in listening to his children’s screams, strained by panic and muffled by layers and layers of earth.

“Whatever I did Father, I’m sorry!”

“Bastard, you’ve made your point, now let me out!

“Father, please!”

Their desperation stirred his unbeating heart. Only centuries of finely-honed self control kept him steady in his intent. He could allow himself to yearn to pry them from the suffocating soil and the unyielding dark, but he knew better than to act on fleeting emotions.

His children needed to learn. They needed to abandon the indulgence of breath. And as their father, it was his duty to facilitate their advancement.

The minutes passed under his watchful eye. The pleas of his children diminished, then faded entirely. Their fear and confusion and anger was still clear to him as ever, resonating across their bond, and he took solace in it, for it meant that they were alright. That was all he needed. He wasn’t concerned about the echoes of their human emotions. One day, they would understand.

He looked forward to that day.

Now that his children were primed, he let the soft embrace of his influence fall away from them. They needed to know helplessness in the faces of forces much stronger than them. They needed to know that even then, the dark and the confined and the sealed spaces could not harm them. Burying the dead was a favored tactic by Hunters, after all. But they were something greater than that. And they could learn how to escape that which would bury them.

The moon glimmered overhead, bright and ever watchful. Its slow procession across the sky was the only way to mark the slow passage of time. Matthias was content to watch, and wait. He had plenty of time. His children did too.

Priya was the first to break the surface, her shaking hand caked in dirt and blood. Matthias offered no assistance as she clawed her way out into the moonlight; she had already come this far on her own. Her gasping inhales broke the silence on the courtyard, and Matthias had to suppress his mild disappointment. Another lesson would be in order, it would seem.

But that could wait, because his daughter looked to him with wide and wet eyes, and Matthias could do nothing but reward her for her tenacity. She folded herself readily into his open arms, accepting the rare embrace with all of the eagerness of a frightened child. And she was, he supposed. But she was also brave, and he made sure she knew that as he brushed the dirt from her shoulders.

As if spurred on by her sister’s success, Renata burst free off the earth a minute later, almost feral with the force of her emotions. The air calmed her somewhat, as did a carefully-curated look from Matthias, though neither fully quelled her agitation. His Renata always was a fiery one; sometimes that served her well, but that fire needed to be controlled, or it would burn her. But such things weren’t accomplished in a day, and if she needed to pace to let loose her frantic energy, she could be given that luxury tonight.

The scent of magic on the air heralded Nathan’s escape from the soil, two minutes later than either of his siblings. It was a… less than ideal performance; he took too long, and he shouldn’t have needed the aid of magic in such a simple task. Matthias expected better. And from the way his son looked at him, it was obvious that he knew it. But Matthias welcomed him into his arms anyway; Nathan had done what had been asked of him, after all. He just needed more practice. Repetition was the key to learning. As was positive reinforcement.

His beloved children. Imperfect as they were, they made him proud. And he knew that, one day, they would exceed even his expectations, if only they were given the right guidance.

[opheliaweeps]

so I just finished reading ‘the oleander sword’ by tasha suri. I’m at work, so I finished the book, stared at my laptop for a minute, then came to the bathroom to cry and write this post (yeah, I’m in the bathroom right now. I’ve been crying for five minutes).

I’m crying because reading this book (which is book #2 of suri’s trilogy ‘the burning kingdoms’) has been… cathartic almost. the plot is high fantasy and political unrest, but the setting, the worldbuilding and careful nuances of the story are based on historical india, the country and myths and history I grew up with. somewhere inside me, the young girl who never saw a book that had a character that looked like her is sobbing in grief and gratitude and vindication, because an author like her decided to write this story. and it’s everything.

I’m crying because the relationships in this series are complicated and heartbreaking and human. siblings, friends, lovers, and the tangled webs in between - they’re so beautiful to read about. the pain of betrayal and bittersweetness of love, in a time when nations are at war and the characters are torn between their duty and their heart (an age-old story, the original tragedy). the delicate details that show the madness of corruption, the humanity in even the most twisted of villains, and the pain in hurting those you love so that they can live.

I’m crying because not only does this book speak to my desi heritage, it’s a queer story, setting a princess rebelling against her dictator-emperor of a brother and a temple-elder of a conquered nation of flowers and eldritch worship on a tumultuous path. their bond is fraught because of what they must do to serve their own countries, honour warring with the desire and love for each other in their hearts. a sapphic desi-high fantasy series - that’s something I never thought I would see.

I’m crying because the side m/m romance is pure tragedy and yet, it’s so beautiful it hurts to read. while the main heroines are separated by treachery and prophecy and gods of old, coming back to wage war for their glory, these two boys are separated by something much simpler: death. one dies (for his honour, for the men he leads, for his sister), and the other lives. the other lives to grieve and push forward, and isn’t this the oldest story? someone must always leave first, but we are never prepared, and I was not prepared for this death. because the one who lived had already lost so much, bled out for an empress he is bound to and her brother whom he loved. and he was taken away from him.

I’m crying because I love the world that has been built here, the stories woven and characters that suri has breathed life into. I’m crying because of the story, the pain, and the representation I never thought I’d see. but most of all, I’m crying for the love that this story holds, and the hurt that always follows bliss, because no good thing can ever be felt without unwanted anguish to sweeten these brief, tender moments.

[priya-san]

Inktober 2023 - Day 2 The Bus

Day 2! Here's another Stardew themed one <3.

Prompt taken from the Grapefruit Sky Inktober prompts!

Fandom: Stardew Valley Characters: The Bus, the Juminos Pairing: N/A Rating: G

Broken, forgotten, left in the dust. Who knows how many moons I’ve been abandoned for. Occasionally the man in the newsboy hat comes and checks on me. A quick wash here, an oil change there. But it never works. I cough and splutter, forever stuck. Pam is devastated. We used to go on these long rides, to the desert and beyond. But now? Those days are long gone.

Then it happened. It was one of those long, unbearable, winter nights, the cold particularly biting with my engine being dormant. I hear them before I see them. Soft squeaks and murmurs make their way closer. I can’t tell you from where though. The noises sound close and far at the same time. This isn’t any animal I’d heard before. Suddenly, a small, round, green animal appears on my dashboard. They are a curious thing, with tiny stick-like arms, short stubby feet and a little stem sticking out of it’s head. It’s wide, doe like eyes look straight into my soul.

Don’t worry… We fix…

Two more of the round creatures are on my dashboard. And four on my seats. Another three outside. They continue to appear, with a small pop each time they arrive. Magic radiates from them, first warming me up, then repairing my engine, and finally giving me a good clean. I’m sparkling by the time they finished with me, more so than I ever have, even when I was brand new. When they turn on my engine, I roar to life. I give myself a little rev, just to make sure it’s all real. And it is. My music starts blasting, my wind screen wipers slide clean across and my tires grip the road tightly.

I’m alive.

The little creatures jump up and down, celebrating as they squeak to each other. One by one, they leave, with the same pop noise as before. Finally it’s just the small green one again, left of my dashboard. They push my horn, and give one last jump in glee as it reverberates through the night. Then they’re gone.

No one knows how it happened. The man with the newsboy hat is bewildered, almost angry. Other townsfolk have come to poke at my engine, but they can’t figure it out. Pam doesn’t care, she’s just happy to be back in the drivers seat, delighted we’re reunited. And I’m happy to be on the road again, warm and buzzing with life. As I was meant to be.

[t-lane-writes]

Who Is Priya Samir?

(I see there’s a lot to fix in this picture, don’t @ me)

Priya Samir of Clan Karga, the Nestess of Rosehaw, is the main character of the novel Crystal Spring Valley. At the beginning of the story, she is a young woman, searching for her place in the world.

She was born to a family whose power had been stripped away. Her father, the Nester of Rosehaw, used to be one of the seven commanders of the troops that protected the Valley of the river called Crystal Spring. Unfortunately, an enemy much more powerful than the nation that lived – and thrived – in the Valley had come and demanded the nests surrender to them. They are called kadmons*.

After initial struggles some nests – mostly those downriver – had given in to the kadmon rule. The nests upriver, among them the highest placed Rosehaw, continued to fight and were severely punished for it. One family was murdered in its entirety, and Nester Eskander Samir was threatened that his wife and only daughter would be killed as well. The wife’s fate is unclear – for most of her life Priya believed her mother had died of natural causes, perhaps in childbirth, but over the course of her adventure, she learns that her demise might have been a lot more tragic.

As an infant, Priya was then taken downriver to White Tower Nest to be raised by her distant cousins along with their children of similar age. In White Tower Nest the kadmon rule was accepted, their culture applied and cherished to the point that they were treated as superior beings. This is the environment young Priya grew up in. She was taught kadmon science, which is far more advanced than that of her people’s, she was immersed in kadmon tradition and beliefs – even though some of her people’s beliefs, mostly stories told by the fireplace, persisted.

She rarely had a chance to see her father. Eskander Samir was allowed to visit White Tower for the first time when Priya was five years old, and continued to visit once a year after that, for a few days. When Priya was a young teenager, she was allowed to travel upriver to Rosehaw and she spent one summer there.

When she grew up, her father fell ill and at that point, Priya was sent back to her home nest and allowed to remain there, caring for her father and preparing to take over the rule in case of his death. She was in contact with White Tower Nesters and still under their influence, what was not regarded well by the Rosehaw Nester’s advisors.

As a young, inexperienced chick, and without the support of high-ranking people of Rosehaw Nest, Priya had very little authority there. She hoped, however, that she could prove herself with time.

When the story begins, Priya is still very much under the influence of her kadmon-friendly upbringing. She believes the Valley would benefit greatly from kadmon scientific discoveries and wants to introduce them to the people who should – by birthright, she believes – be her subjects.

The Valley culture, though, is different, and birthright is only one of the arguments that someone should be a nester – or a nestess. Anti-kadmon sentiments are brewing among the clans of the Valley. Groups of rebels threaten commons, nests and yardeens.  

What happens, when Priya Samir’s and one of those groups’ paths cross? Will they clash? Will they fight? Or will they find the common tongue? (Will there be a love story too?) Priya has a lot to learn about her people and their lives under the kadmon thumb. And they all have to discover what is it that kadmons really want from the Valley.

___ )* the races of Crystal Spring Valley will be explained in another post, coming up soon.

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[secretsandpurplethoughtss]

Tropes I use for my OCs x MCL characters:

Castiel x Ella: bad boy x good girl, love at first sight (Ella), brother’s best friend, rock star x normal girl

Nathaniel x Esha: academic rivals, second chance

Lysander x Crystal: slow burn

Kentin x Vanya: love at first sight (Kentin), friends-to-lovers, childhood sweethearts, second chance   

Armin x Violet: bet, one night stand, second chance, Vegas/drunk wedding

Hyun x Lexi: fake dating, love triangle

Dake x Lexi: first love (Lexi), toxic love, love triangle

Rayan x Chelsie: forbidden romance, professor x student, age gap

Priya x Laura: friends to lovers, woman x woman

Amber: pen pals/ secret identity, sworn off relationships

Sandy x Dina (both OCs): grumpy x sunshine, new girl, girl next door, opposites attract, coming out, woman x woman

[tellie-vision-art]

[ Total Drama 2023 ]

[ Axel/Priya ]

Me spoiling events from the thing I’m writing before I even post it bc I am incapable of keeping things to myself 😔💔 lmao sorry it’s gory don’t annihilate me please

Anyway offering your crush the heart of the deer you lovingly murdered to feed your team (tho they are ungrateful) is peak romance, the heart is the best tasting part 😍 surely she will not find this incredibly weird

(It’s okay tho they like each other they’re both just too dumb to figure it out so tragically Axel thinks Priya doesn’t like her and Priya lies in bed awake each night wondering just why she likes Axel bc she’s WEIRD 😭)

[draconess-tania]

Human / vampire (Candy x Priya)

Note: written for day 3 of Dykecember. time is relative anyways (also I'm experimenting with a new way to format my fics, don't mind me) Words: 795 Candy's P. O. V.

What is a vampire? In popular legend, a vampire is a creature, often fanged, that preys upon humans, generally by consuming their blood.

‘Okay, I didn’t get any smarter, thank you Britannica’ I murmured to myself, looking up from my laptop’s screen to take a glance at my girlfriend’s face. 

When Priya had called me up to say that she had become a vampire somehow, I first ended the call, rolling my eyes at her bad sense of humor. Then she called me back, almost hysterical. 

I quickly realized it wasn’t a joke. 

We spent the previous hour at Rosa’s place, trying to calm Priya down, and surfing the web for any useful info. Unfortunately, everything we had found was about ‘adult’ vampires. Not a word about someone freshly turned into one. 

“Did you find anything?” 

Priya tried her best to mask her voice, but it was clear that she was very afraid. 

“Uh no, not yet. The best I found was an article detailing vampire diet. Apparently, you don’t necessarily need blood. Anything red is good for you.” 

She didn’t reply, just laid down on the couch, covering her face with her palm. I closed my laptop to walk over to her. 

Rosa left a little earlier to drop off Thia at Alexy’s, and Leigh was gone the whole week to visit Lysander. Priya and I had some time for ourselves. 

“Hey” I sat down next to her. “We’re going to figure it out, okay? I’m sure you’re not the only one with this problem. Worst case scenario, we will consult Stephenie Meyer.” 

“Urgh, I don’t really appreciate your jokes.” Priya turned over to her other side, with her back to me, but didn’t pull away when I started caressing her side. 

“It’s not the end of the world anyways. If the legends are true, you will be exceptionally fast and powerful, you will live for much longer than otherwise, you will be immune to pretty much any disease. I wouldn’t necessarily say it’s a bad deal.” 

“Haha. You forgot about not being able to stand in the sun or eat garlic. Not to mention the crosses.” 

“That’s not a problem, we don’t live in Italy.” 

I spoke without thinking, but I reached my goal: Priya laughed – for the first time during the evening. 

“Thank you. Your support means a lot to me. Really.” 

She turned towards me a little to look in my eyes while speaking, but then quickly diverted her gaze. Her expression turned sour, almost regretful. If she had been sad or angry, I would have understood that, but this...? 

“What’s wrong?” 

“What isn’t?” She chuckled, not answering my question. 

“No, but... really.” 

She sat up, but still avoiding looking at me. 

“It’s just... if I stay this way, and the myths are true, I’m supposed to drink blood, aren’t I?” 

Her fingers found their way to the hem of my shirt and started playing with it. 

"Well, yes...” 

“Well... I don’t know how to phrase it, but I started feeling this strange pull towards you. Of course, I always found you ravishing, but it seems that whatever change is going on inside me, it also affects how I look at you...” 

While talking, Priya shifted her position on the couch to lean in my direction. Her fingers stopped fidgeting with the fabric of my shirt and instead rested on my sides. I felt my cheeks burn. We have been together for more than four years now – we had kissed, seen each other without clothes and made love multiple times. And yet, in this moment, I felt that we had never been so vulnerable in front of each other ever before. 

She got closer, lowering her head, making its way to my neck. If I had really wanted to, I would have been able to stop her, to move away – but I didn’t. I tilted my head to give her better access and braced myself for what was coming. 

I hadn’t noticed that Priya’s teeth got sharp already, but now they pierced through my skin with relative ease. I clenched my jaw, not to give away the pain I felt – if this is what it takes for Priya to feel better, so be it. 

While she was feeding on me, pictures flooded my mind. Her arrival at Sweet Amoris High School; her kiss with Iris that awakened previously unknown feelings, but mostly jealousy in me; our reunion in university, and the rebirth of our friendship that slowly changed into something deeper. 

I loved her, and I knew she loved me too, more than anything. When she finally lifted her head from my neck, wiping her mouth, I knew that now we were tied together more tightly than I ever thought possible.

Dykecember challenge

[naavispider]

Merciless, chapter 10

I know I only reblogged chapter 9 a few days ago, but we're here with chapter 10 already! (And chapter 11 is already written). ✨ I'm really excited for you guys to see where this is heading eventually 🙌🏻

“I know where this is going, and no.” Norm crossed an arm in front of Spider, preventing him from standing up to say his idea. 

“You don’t even know what I was going to say!”

“I do. And if you think I’m gonna sit here and let you offer yourself back up to the RDA again, you have another thing coming, young man.”

There was an awkward moment of silence as Spider glared at Norm and Norm stared unrelentingly back.

“What were you going to say, Spider?” Priya asked. 

As Spider turned back towards her, he stole a glimpse of So’lek’s expression across the table. He didn’t know what he was hoping to see there, but the warrior remained stoic and guarded. 

Norm rolled his eyes angrily as Spider replied. “I was gonna say that it sounds like it could be helpful for me to go back in and try to figure out more about what they’re up to.” Nervously, he looked around the room at Priya and the techie’s faces, then the Sarentu. 

The techie looked like he was contemplating it. “We do need more info,” he began measuredly. “But that’s what the purpose of our mole is.”

Priya nodded. “I agree. You’re how old? It would be kinda irresponsible for us to send you back in, even if you do want to do it.”

“Thank you!” Norm said, raising his hands up in the air. 

Spider bristled. It was nice that Norm clearly cared about him, but hadn’t Spider already proved that he could handle it? He tried to stop the spiteful thoughts that swirled around the edges of his mind. He slumped back in his seat. “Well if you have a better idea, I’m all ears.”