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jals-stuff · 9 months ago

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hi girlie!! i see that your requests are open... can i pls request hurt+comfort on orter with a flirty girl reader pretty please??? the lack of orter fics is crazy T_T

(guess who btw :3)

why hello there, dear. I'll guess you are m***i, and I agree, there aren't enough works on him.

Anyway, here's a poorly, quickly written one. It is supposedly proofread but it's 5am and I am very eepy!

Just a flirt!

Word count: 2.6k

Warnings: none!

“Took you long enough.”

You blinked a few times as he looked up from his paperwork, and mostly at the report you were holding. You had spent longer than necessary on this paper you’d received from Renatus, correcting rewriting the entire thing as it was just full of mistakes and this jerk was too lazy to give you anything that was decent.

“What, did you miss me that much?” You raised your eyebrows with a slight smile as you chuckled to yourself. Oh yeah, that was funny. Orter didn’t seem to find it amusing, as his expression didn’t really change at all. You made your way to his desk and sat on the chair facing it, handing him Renatus’ report.

He decided not to dwell on that stupid remark of yours and started reading the paper, taking notes on the side and making sure nothing is missing. Meanwhile, you were staring carefully studying his expression, and every single small nod he gave while reading.

“Renatus isn't usually this thorough with reports. Colour me surprised.” He blankly said and slid the report inside one of his drawers. You raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a proud grin. “Renatus gave me a piece of scrap, so I rewrote it entirely using the information he gave me.” you stated, crossing your arms as you looked at him, visibly waiting for some praise.

He stared blankly for a second and sighed, adjusting his glasses. “Well done, (Y/N). Very good work.” Though he was praising you, his expression didn't change that much and you could just feel how exhausting it was for him to give compliments.

“Mm, mm. That's right. I’m always good with my work when I know you'll review it…” You trailed off, looking at him with a satisfied smile and a small wink. He raised both eyebrows at your obvious flirting and chose not to comment on it, but you weren't done anyway.

“Anyway, I think I deserve more than just a little compliment! I rewrote the entire thing, you know?” You playfully pouted, putting on a dramatically sad, puppy eyes expression for him. Orter pinched the bridge of his nose with a deep sigh; he knew you wouldn't back down anyway.

“That was amazing work, (Y/N). Rarely have I ever seen a report written with such incredible finesse and precision.” He said blankly again, and it was clear he didn't mean it that much, although there was a part of truth in his words that he refused to admit, even to himself.

“Thank you, thank you.” You chuckled, knowing very well that he was exaggerating, but seeing as he played along, you decided to push your luck a little. “So what, am I getting a reward for all this hard work?”

Even if his expression didn't change, you could read him like he was an open book. “Was the praise not enough?” was probably what he thought at this point. You could've stopped there and brushed it off as a joke but your ego had been flattered just enough to make you bolder.

“How ‘bout… a little kiss? Just on the cheek! Like mwwwah!” you mimicked a kiss while pointing at your cheek and were absolutely convinced that your imitation was flawless. Of course, you were partially joking, and assumed he would just sigh and dismiss your comment, but no such luck.

“I have better things to do than to entertain your delusional little fantasies.” He simply spoke and grabbed his pen again to fill out some of his paperwork. Ouch. But that was his whole personality anyway, of course he wouldn't give you a little kiss, you already knew that, but hearing him say it this way tugged just a tiny bit at your heartstrings.

“No fun.” You sighed and crossed your arms on top of his desk before nesting your chin in-between them. “I am being highly underappreciated here.” You whined dramatically, and then regained your usual smug expression. “That's okay though, you're still my favourite.”

You could tell you were slowly but surely getting on his nerves, and it was kind of amusing to see him have to close his eyes and take a deep breath before focusing on his tasks again. He was already being very patient by allowing you to laze around in his office when you had free time, but he was gradually starting to regret this decision.

You were already done with your work for today, and sat in Orter’s office simply to enjoy his company. He knew, and for some reason he tolerated your presence as long as you didn't disturb him too much.

Was any of your flirting serious? Of course it was. You genuinely liked him! You had been blessed with a sweet voice and a pretty face, and most of your colleagues at the Bureau would've dreamt of being in his place right now. He was very much aware of that, but it seemed off to him.

Even though your coworkers kept flirting around with you and quite literally trying to slide in your pants, you had denied every single one of them. From nameless staff members to the Flame Cane, none of them had your attention except Orter, and all of your flirting surely showed it… or so you thought. Things were awfully different in his mind.

Now, you were just looking at him and his paperwork, fiddling with some trinkets on his desk. Being in the same room as him was almost enough for you, but you kept feeling this physical need to flirt with him, to demonstrate how much you liked him, and you would've thought he had a clue, as you kept making it painfully obvious.

His eyes travelled to your hands as he put one of his papers down. “Stop it.” He ordered, and you immediately let go of the trinket you were toying with in a deep sigh now.

“But I’m bored.” You mumbled, and he put down his pen, his hands now joined on top of his desk. He looked at you for a bit, your almost childish behaviour was starting to irritate him slightly.

“Then leave.” He raised his head slightly as he took off his glasses to wipe them. “Nobody asked you to sit here and disturb my work with your… immature antics.” Ouch, another one, but at this point, you were used to his spiky remarks and simply shrugged it off.

“Aww, but I'll miss you if I leave, you know~?” Again with the puppy eyes, making your expression unnecessarily dramatic again even though you meant every single word you said; but saying it in a completely blank tone would embarrass you way too much. “And I know you'll miss me too, hehe.” You playfully added.

He put his glasses back on and gave you a very stern look and raised an eyebrow very slightly. “Surely, there are other victims that await your attention somewhere else. Why not pay them a visit instead of constantly disrupting my focus?”

He sure was in a foul mood today, wasn't he? But his comment felt like a sharp blade into your stomach and you just needed an explanation for it. “What is that supposed to mean?” Your flirtatious demeanour was temporarily suspended as you weren't quite sure what you'd just heard.

“Are you already done seducing your other colleagues? Must I suffer your incessant flirtations in their place now?” He asked again, and it didn't sound like he was being sarcastic at all, but at least you now knew.

“Orter… are you jealous?” You asked, and your tone was dead serious. It was inimaginable that he could ever feel jealous about something so petty— something you hadn't even done in the first place.

He took a deep breath. “Nonsense. This is wishful thinking; I am merely aggravated by your attempts to turn me into one of these loyal… dogs you have around at the Bureau.” he scoffed, and you could tell he was not pleased with your behaviour.

“...what?” was all you could utter, as you looked at him in disbelief. “You don't know how wrong you are about this, clearly.” You didn't want to be rude to him even though he really deserved it right now, but you seemed to be testing each other's patience.

“How wrong could I be? These people are head over heels for you. Surely, this doesn't happen without a push.” He firmly stated, and again, he was wrong. “Whatever have I done for you to think I’ll be one of them?”

You had always hated arguments, but having one with Orter was the worst that had happened in a while. He was fully convinced that you were but a flirt, a temptress that relished in having people crawl at her feet… but that wasn't it, and these people weren't exactly crawling either.

“How can you say such a thing?” You looked at him in heavy disappointment. “How could you think such a thing, after all of… this?” After all of the obvious flirting you gave him, the endless remarks about how you miss him when he isn't around or your constant winking.

He was just staring in religious silence, thinking you'd give up and simply admit your faults so he could go back to work without any disturbance, but he was once again very wrong, and you needed to justify yourself.

“Why would I flirt with anyone other than you at the Bureau?” you asked, standing up from your chair and placing both hands on the desk in front of him, and he simply adjusted his glasses on his nose.

“Because that's who you are, it would seem.”

You sat back in defeat, looking at him, completely dumbfounded. Every word you wanted to say ended up getting swallowed in the whirlpool of emotions you were feeling, and you couldn't do anything else than stare at him. You could physically feel your heartstrings being pulled now and it was disturbingly painful.

“Is…” you swallowed your emotions down before trying again. “Is that really what you think? That I'm just the type of girl to flirt around and just… sleep well afterwards?” Your tone made it obvious that you were hurt, and it didn't go unnoticed.

But he was convinced. Convinced that your flirting was not a rare occurrence, that it extended beyond the limits of his office, that surely you had already done it before and he was probably just one of those targets you'd use to boost your self-esteem. Even though he was upset with you, his goal wasn't to hurt you, and he decided to avoid your question, not knowing what to answer anyway.

“I don't even know why you're trying to justify yourself that hard.” He finally sighed and grabbed his pen again, which was his way of telling you that this conversation was over and you had to leave; but you wouldn't let go just yet, not before you had said your piece.

“Because it's you we're talking about.” You blurted out, once again flabbergasted by how dense a man could be. “How straightforward do I have to be for you to understand? Have I not been vigorously flirting with you?” You asked loudly, almost laughing nervously.

“You sure have, but—”

“Have I not made it crystal clear that I am into you? That I want to spend time with you?” Oh, you had no will to listen to his flawed reasoning and you just couldn't take it anymore. You were trying your best not to tear up in front of him already, and any more of his baseless accusations surely would make a sufficient push to make you cry.

“I never said you didn't d—”

“Then why are you so blind to my feelings?” You interrupted again, but this time way calmer. You sat back, weakly plopping down on your chair and staring down at his desk for no apparent reason. He didn't really say anything. In fact, he was processing the information you had just given him.

You felt terribly awkward after your half confession, and that clumsy part of your personality couldn't take the silence anymore. “How can someone that dense be in charge of the Magical Power administration..?”

Were you jesting? Probably. But what else could you do anyway? Your main goal was to keep your composure and hold your tears back, at least until you were out of his line of sight. His eyes were on you, they had been the whole time, but you couldn't muster the courage to look at him anymore.

“May I speak now?” He asked, first of all wanting to make sure you wouldn't interrupt him anymore, and only now did it occur to you, how rude you had been these last few minutes. You gave a nod and he sighed deeply, joining his hands against his desk and looking at you with a bit of a softer expression.

“I never said you haven't been straightforward.” He started, and now that you were a bit calmer than before, you could feel your shame grow at his words. “I never said you didn't do all these things you talked about so… fervently. I am merely saying that I do not believe you are exclusively trying to seduce me.”

You sighed again, and he braced himself for another rant but instead of justifying yourself again, you ran a hand through your hair and took a deep breath. Looking all sad and defeated wasn't like you at all, and you needed to prove yourself to this dense, silly, overworked man.

“I don’t get it. Why does the fact that I supposedly am flirting with other people bother you?” You decided to ask, your arms crossed over your chest as you were now back to studying his expression and tone. If you were going to cry, so be it, but you wouldn't go down without a fight, especially for him.

He takes a minute to think, narrowing his eyes slightly. “What bothers me is the way you act with those people, and how you pretend to be innocent afterwards.” You gave him a confused look and he decided to develop. “The way you politely smile at them and make small talk. You're almost inviting them.” He said that while keeping his straight face and cold glare, completely serious.

Oh. Oh.

“So you are jealous.” You couldn't help but smile a little and finally look up at him, only to be met by an utterly confused Orter, ready to absolutely deny your claim.

“I am not jealous, (Y/N).”

“What if I stopped talking to all of them then, would it make things a little better?” You offered, suppressing a smile and pretending to act serious. He seemed to think for another minute again and leaned back into his chair.

“Yes, I believe it would.”

Ah, you couldn’t take it anymore and just burst out laughing; he didn’t seem to like it very much but it was impossible to resist. You just had to make sure again, and so, you slowly regained your composure and caught your breath, then exhaled deeply. “So, let me get this straight…” you started, and he listened. “What upsets you is the fact that I am supposedly flirting with other people, and if I didn’t smile at them or made small talk, you wouldn’t mind my flirting?”

You did not miss that sigh of relief. He adjusted his glasses again and crossed his legs, looking at you very seriously. “I am glad to know that you have ears.” He said blankly, his expression still so cold as his eyes landed on yours again. “Are you making fun of me now?” His voice sounded slightly irritated and you had to calm yourself down again.

“No, not at all. But you just admitted to being jealous so… I win.” You could feel all of your earlier worries dissipating. He wasn't denying it either, instead looking like he was thinking about your reasoning; you had him cornered now.

And the best part about all of this is that he has no clue what he just signed up for.

#orter mádl x reader #orter x reader #orter madl x reader #orter madl x you #orter madl #mashle x reader #mashle #mashle imagine #mashle fluff #mashle x you #mashle x y/n #madl orter #mashle orter madl #orter mádl #mashle orter

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ansbobcar · 2 months ago

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I should probably have made some sorta personal biased ranking of the DVs at some point + personal powerscaling

Hiiii @endrel sorry I haven't tried to uh reply to ur comments (if you're a bot i'll kill you :D) I've been too invested in One Piece again so trying to recollect my thoughts on the DVs is gonna take a really long 5 moments or something.

But if I had to general the categories it'd be like this:

Fanfic plot relevant: Orter, Kaldo, Ryoh, Rayne - that also means lots of headcanons.

If you don't know (you HAVE to know because you kept asking it on most of my Orka posts) - I ship Orter with my oc, Rinka. Why? Because they clash. The way they do the same department clashes a lot but they're both strong, magically at least. I like Orter purely for the fact we know most of his backstory. Even moreso than Rayne as well.

Kaldo and Ryoh sort of are the next interesting DVs because of how much they exist in the plot, with one being HR and the other supposedly being the strongest and the epitome of their military magical power. (Although I will KEEP side eyeing canon Ryoh because why is your wife canonically 24 while your son is 6??? I had to change her age to be 27 to give me some sanity.)

For Rayne.... he's normal. I don't really know why I like him myself because I didn't care about him for majority of the manga. It was mostly the Delisaster fight that really cleared him into the list. My OC, Darren, basically nerfs his feats because I don't think some of it makes sense. (He cannot be the youngest ever summons/thirds wielder DV. Levis is proof of that. That boy is literally younger than him by a few months and already shows off Adamas like nothing much. Don't even get me started on Domina.)

Pure fanon hcs: Sophina, Tsurara, Agito, Renatus

Now, in terms of pure manga. So much untouched potential. Especially because 3/4 were no diffed. (Renatus proved he had a summons, but then Doom overpowered him, yk).

Since they're in the range of pure fanon for me, I decided to do all those other posts. I forgot to mention I tried powerscaling them but it's so garbage cuz Idk what I'm ranking at this point.

*- the reason some people are ranked lower than others is because pure magic output places a bigger emphasis on non-summon/thirds feats. Alexa (OC), Tsurara , Rayne, and Agito fit this bill (even though most of it is implied or pure HC). Lance, Ryoh, Orter, and Renatus are seen at their peak through a summons for the most part, hence being lower.

It must be noted that this doesn't rank Magic Control or Versatility in which almost everyone at the top would rank much lower.

#mashle #divine visionaries #for future reference #mashle fanon lore #but hot garbage

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arcadianmoonshadowjedi · 6 months ago

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Rayllum Month 2024 July 3rd: Stay With Me/Don't Leave Me

I went on a complete angst fest writing this so I apologize in advance for whatever feelings you might have after reading this 😭 (Except for angst lovers I think you should love this 😂) Good news is that this is a two part planned story so I promise it’ll have a happy ending. I’m just saving part 2 for July 19 - Magic since I believe it’ll be lot more fitting for that prompt! 😊 Anywho, I wanted to include a Blood warning here and will add in the tags as well! Enjoy!

Mors Renatus - Part 1

The Nova Blade has finally stabbed a target as blood splattered around. But that target wasn’t Callum, who was battling Aaravos’s attempted possession. He looked down and gasped when he found it in Rayla. Eyes wide, he quickly looked back up at her face only to see her cough out blood.

“No!!! No!! Rayla!!!”

Suddenly, her eyes were closing and she began to collapse. Without hesitation, Callum caught her and cradled her in his arms as he fell to his knees. “Rayla, no” he whimpered. “This wasn’t supposed to happen,” Tears filled up his eyes as he caressed her hair out of her face.

He had asked her to kill him after Aaravos started making his way into his mind again, using him as a puppet. He had thrown her the Nova blade once he regained control for a short bit and asked her to end him quickly. “Rayla, please,” he begged as he struggled to remain in control. “You have to do this!” He groaned and jerked as he tried to fight for control. But Rayla stood frozen. She looked at him with tears in her eyes and shook her head. “No,” she whimpered. “Please don’t make me do this. There has to be another way!” She walked over to him and held his trembling face in her hands. ��Please Callum, just stay with me” she begged, her voice shaking. He recoiled violently away from her and gripped his head as he yet again tried to stay in control. “Callum!” Rayla reached out. He opened his eyes and looked at the Nova blade. He immediately walked past her and picked up the sword. Right when he pointed it towards him, Rayla quickly ran to him and tried pulling it from him. “Oh no you don’t!” She yelled as she tried take control of the blade. They both tugged the blade until Callum felt himself blackout. It was only when he regained control was it too late.

But this wasn’t what Callum wanted. This wasn’t how it should’ve gone. “Rayla please,” Callum tearfully begged. She started stirring in his lap and her eyes slightly opened. “C-Callum,” she whispered weakly. She winced as she placed a hand on her wound, struggling to breathe. “I-I’m so sorry. For everything. I-I” Her breaths grew quicker and more labored.

“No, don’t” Callum calmly told her as tears streamed down his face. “You don’t have to apologize for anything. Just please. Stay with me!”

He held her close to his heart and sobbed hard. He felt her breaths growing even slower and fainter but suddenly, Callum went into a black out. But he wasn’t unconscious. He instead found himself in the cosmos, facing the very elf who was taking over his body.

To be continued…

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renatuswellnesscompanyzirakpur · 2 months ago

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theravenloftwanderers · 3 months ago

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🥀 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖍𝖉 - 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕴𝖃 𝕴𝖓𝖛𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 - 🥀

They're definitely arguing over it. (Selari was just dead approximately 20 minutes ago) I finally get Thursday off this week.

Sorry for yapping and ranting abt my workplace sm lately. I really want my days off again to draw and work on comms again.

#curse of strahd #ravenloft #barovia #strahd von zarovich #dnd #vampire #gothic #strahd #the ravenloft wanderers #dnd 5e #inktober 2024 #inktober #misthoppers #strahdtober #mendax renatus #ophelia wellings #selari of tyrus

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golden-eye-ramblings · 10 months ago

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Sophia Bibilia headcanon next please please

Oh I GOTCHU fam

Impromptu Sophina Bibilia Headcanon Dump Part 1

Gif credit to @fallinblossoms

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Sophina Bibilia

Height: 5’6/168cm

Age: 24

Birthdate: April 2nd

Sign: Aries

Gender: Transgender MtF

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Disaster Bisexual

• Oh Sophina is so prim and proper, one who detests vulgarity and only ever enjoys the fine classics of literature and study… WRONG. My girl’s favorite type of literature is the most trashy, schlocky, cheesy and cliche of romantic fiction.

• Although, of course, that’s her dirty little secret, and she INTENDS to keep it a secret. Has a whole hidden alcove somewhere in her personal library that can only be accessed through the most complicated of locking spells. The room itself looks like the most girliest of girl bedrooms you’ve ever seen that have trashy romance novels and manga alike lined across the walls. Diaries included with her own personal fictional works.

• Occasionally she’ll stop by public libraries to do live readings for the children who want to attend.

• Will absolutely go to town on a nice sherbet. Absolutely clean that bowl/cup and do a proper little dab dab of her mouth with a napkin like she didn’t just eat it like a savage.

• Favorite drink is a nice floral tea or dessert wine.

• She’s often found working alongside Tsurara and Renatus the most(the latter much to her dismay), since their roles often cross over into each others territories. With Tsurara’s experiments and research and Renatus’ confiscation of illegal grimoires used to tamper with bodies, she’s often the one who oversees and collects such information.

• She absolutely hates working with Renatus, she cannot STAND him or his crudeness. And he is the only one who is able to get under her skin and break her professional attitude with his impropriety. Renatus thinks it’s funny every time to hear her swear and be contradictory to her reputation.

• In terms of closeness with her coworkers, she is closest with Tsurara, friendly with Agito, Orter and Rayne, neutral with Kaldo and Ryoh, and on negative terms with Renatus.

• Really really really wants to get a cat or similar feline familiar but doesn’t want her bookshelves to get scratched or covered with fur.

• She’s debated on asking Agito what pet he’d recommend for her lifestyle but she’s worried about her reputation if she’s found being “soft.”

• Tried forming a book reading club with the other Divine Visionaries. It went about as well as you’d expect(bad).

• Owns a variety of hair accessories. On holidays she’ll change her headband based on the theme of said holiday.

#sophina biblia #mashle #mashle magic and muscles #hope you enjoy anon *finger guns motion*#goldie answers #renatus revol #agito tyrone #tsurara halestone #kaldo gehenna #ryoh grantz #orter madl #mashle headcanons #anon #rayne ames

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directsellingnow · 3 months ago

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Renatus Wellness का 'Meals on Wheels' में बड़ा कदम: Sourav Ganguly की उपस्थिति से खास बना कार्यक्रम

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cetka-san · 14 days ago

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I don't really know how to write, so I apologize for any mistakes or illogic in my actions ;0; Renatus was sitting on the couch, legs wide apart, flipping through the news feed on his phone. He definitely wanted to spend the whole day on this soft, cozy sofa and a comfortable sweater. It was quiet in the house, which was quite surprising, because from someone's room upstairs there was a constant sound of knocking buttons and joyful or angry shouts.

"— He's probably still asleep", Renatus thought, and immediately the thought flew out of his head as he continued to shamelessly loaf on his day off. Suddenly, his head was violently squeezed by a plastic rim. It felt like his brain was going to leak out through his nose from such a surprise and strength. "— Bro, let's take a selfie!", a high-pitched squeaky voice immediately rang out, right next to his ear. For a couple more seconds, the only sound was the ringing in his ears from such an unexpected sonic attack by his younger brother. Renatus raised his head to look at this brat. "— Really? With those horns?", he said slightly irritably, but seeing how cute Isa looked with those blunt horns, his lips curled slightly into a crooked smile. "— ...And also with a nose", the younger brother immediately showed him a red deer nose, just like in children's cartoons…It looked more like a clown's nose, though. "— O-okay…C'mon, take a pic already," Renatus replied in a drawl, trying to hold back laughter from his younger brother's next stupid idea. "— Well…I actually have only one such nose…That's why I, Isa, am proud to donate it to you! Take it!", he smiled slyly, handing Renatus a soft red ball on a string. The older brother just looked at this piece of costume with an indifferent expression on his face, while the other guy stretched out his palm closer and closer, already wanting to put it on his face himself. But suddenly Renatus pulled back and smiled the same sly smile. "— You know what…I think it will look better on you", before Isa could reply, the older brother snatched the red nose out of his hands, already stretching the elastic band. The younger brother, thinking that he was about to get hit on the nose, squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his head into his shoulders. Renatus carefully put his nose on it and poked it.

"— You're officially a cute clown now, ha ha ha", the older brother laughed when he saw Isa's confused and scared face. "— What?" It's a deer's nose, I'm a deer!", the younger brother exclaimed with slight irritation. "— Well, I agree with that too", with this phrase, Isa began to squeak with indignation, while Renatus just giggled at him. Then he noticed their mother standing in the aisle, already preparing her phone for filming, and Renatus, hugging his younger brother, pushed him onto the sofa. "— Bucketing!" He said playfully, while Isa continued to sulk at him and turn away. "— Hey, look at the camera, baby deer…", Renatus said to him softly, putting his big hand on the top of his head and slightly turning the younger's head towards his mother. "— You're a deer yourself..." Isa muttered after the picture had already been taken.

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sirhamburrger · 2 months ago

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chapter 2: meeting empty [rayne ames x f!reader] || wc: 764 || prev. chapter || next chapter

there is an envelope on the table in the meeting room for each of them except rayne.

kaldo gehenna, being kaldo gehenna, promptly rips his open. “divine visionary mentorship assignments,” he announces to the room. his expression quickly becomes puzzled. “who’s… dolb marx?”

“third-year from orca house,” rayne offers automatically, watching all his colleagues carefully. “i don’t know what his personal magic is.”

secretly he’s disappointed that the bureau won't let him mentor this year. he knows his fellow visionaries hold him in high enough regard, treat him as one of their own. that, at the very least, makes him feel like he belongs among their ranks. but he does wish the higher-ups wouldn't coddle him. he's a high school student, for goodness' sake, not a child.

“whatever.” kaldo has a gleeful look on his face, and tsurara halestone shivers, though that might be from the cold and not kaldo. “i’ll have lots of fun with him, i already know it.”

“you make it sound uncouth, kaldo,” sophina biblia chastises, opening hers more elegantly using the tip of her wand; the other divine visionaries take their seats and do the same.

he hears ryoh grantz chuckle beside him, while orter mádl lets out a scoff. “you don’t seem all that happy to be sharing a mentee with me, orter,” ryoh says mockingly. “or is it that she doesn’t match up to your expectations?”

both the light and desert canes as her mentors? most student mages would kill for that opportunity.

“of course not, she’s last year’s runner-up for divine visionary,” orter snaps, chancing a glance at rayne. “it doesn’t get much better than that.”

“what is it, then?” renatus says impatiently, drumming his fingers on the table.

“it's her attitude i'm concerned about.” orter sits back in his seat, crossing one leg over the other. “she's a deviant. doesn't exactly fit the image of how a three-liner should behave.”

“neither did i, and look how i turned out-”

“give her a chance, sir.”

the words are out of rayne's mouth before he can stop them, and every head at the table turns. never in his life did he think he'd be defending her of all people, but he pushes past the unsettling feeling to continue speaking.

“her methods may be unorthodox, but she's close to perfecting her summon. let her prove her worth, sir.”

renatus and kaldo look on, thoroughly entertained. sophina seems ready to intervene should anything drastic happen. but orter simply pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, mouth pressed into a thin line.

“very well, rayne. we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.”

rayne tunes out for the rest of the meeting. it’s just the divine visionaries quibbling over issues that aren’t going to be solved anyway - it always is. he’s sometimes thought about waiting for the current roster to all retire before he bothers tackling any of society’s problems. the temptation only grows stronger as ryoh starts rambling on about how his family’s doing.

the meeting wraps up with a few more idle exchanges. rayne stands quickly, slipping his wand back into his sleeve as the others start to file out. he’s just about to make his way toward the door when he hears a voice beside him.

“rayne.”

he turns to find ryoh, arms crossed, watching him with a thoughtful expression.

“that girl you spoke up for,” he begins slowly. “you think highly of her potential, don't you?”

rayne hesitates, scarmbling to find a passable excuse to give. “well,” he says, not dishonestly, “we need the best easton candidates to beat out the walkis students this year. and she is the best.”

ryoh’s mouth twitches into a faint smirk. “you surprise me sometimes,” he says, before straightening and turning to leave. upon seeing rayne’s bemused expression, he adds, “you’re not nearly as boring as i thought you were. i’ll remember what you said, don’t worry. hopefully orter can be convinced as well.”

rayne watches the light cane go, thoughts swimming around in his head like discombobulated fish. three of the biggest seem to fight their way to the top, breaking the surface.

number one: the bureau treats him like the immature teenager they think he is. he'll need to prove his value to get the recognition he deserves.

number two: orter mádl will use any excuse to get rid of his new mentee. she'll have to stay on his good side if she wants to get the guidance she needs.

number three: ryoh grantz thinks he's interesting.

huh.

this is a lot to think about.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

in case you were wondering: yes, this is my outlet to hate on orter mádl

(i will inevitably fall in love with him by the end of the series however)

i love margarette macaron. prefect macaron for life!!

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