#ros and snitch

[lifesupreme-if]

hi!!!! really excited about your game and I’m super interested to know about dorothea!! care to share any facts about her? :)

KC!!!!!!! HI!!!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

i never get a chance to talk about dorothea so i'm very excited. she's in the upcoming chapter and while unfortunately that's the only contact you get with her for a minute, she is there!!!!!! i am excited!!!!!!!!!

• dorothea is 19, and her age shows! she copies the people around her to learn how to act, is susceptible to peer pressure, and is still surprised by behaviors that don't align with her surrounding community. also has an unfortunate obsession with the term "gonk."

• originally from a trailer park in thornton, colorado. born in the back of a thorton. drives a thorton. a walking reference to the amount of god damn "thornton owner's manuals" you can find around nomads.

• most likely to do a celebratory fist pump after a first kiss. bad at containing excitement. bad at containing any emotion, actually.

• on that note—comes away from any and all kisses grinning ear to ear. doesn't matter how many times she's kissed someone; excitement wins out.

• carrying a surprising amount of utility tools on her person at any given time. would do a butch proud.

• starts off ready to throw cho into the depths of hell. ends up with "cho + dorothy ♡" tattooed on her as a bestie tattoo. how the mighty have fallen.

• a stickler for the rules; acquires the name "no-fun dorothy" along the way. still, the rules seem to bend at odd angles, when push comes to shove.

[poetic-pearls]

better be safe than sorry

pairing: luke castellan x unclaimed reader (totally just friends)

“new years at camp half-blood”

[wc: 902]

23:50

the stars are painting the night sky in a way that almost makes me wish we wouldn't light any fireworks. the breeze caressing my face smells of the sweet strawberries we are surrounded by and liquor.

"here" behind me, luke seems to appear out of nowhere, two cups in hand.

his eyes twinkle kindly, reflecting the stars that seem closer than usual. "sorry for taking so long; the cabin was full, well, more full than usual"

23:53

"don't worry about it"

luke sits down beside me and holds out a cup.

it being warmer inside camp than on the outside allows me to look at his strong arms.his arms are decorated colorfully with the tattoos we sneaked off the table for the younger campers earlier.

"so, another year of this huh?"

he laughs that melodic laugh of his that always manages to claw it's way into my chest.

"yeah, i guess", he rips two strawberries our of the field, holding one out to me " but hey, at least i'm there to keep you company the whole time"

"ugh, right, another year stuck with you. i kind of wish the others would stay too"

"hey!" luke nudges me in the shoulder, almost making me fall on top of an unripe bush of strawberries.

i gasp, "how dare you? you better hope the dryads don't snitch on you trying to destroy the field"

"i hope not, but i might have already tripped a little on my way here; even spilled some of my drink. not sure how booze affects the growth of strawberries but i doubt it's any good"

"ew", now i'm the one pushing him "at least now i know why sometimes the first strawberries of the year taste like beer"

we're both laughing.

"okay, okay" luke raises his hands in surrender "i admit, that might have something to do with me"

i shake my head in faux disappointment "luke, luke, luke. how could you?"

"i'm sorry, alrigh-", we're startled by a singular firework.

"oh that must have been the test - what time is it?"

"uhh..." luke checks his wrist.

"23:57. shit, did you see the others?"

"no, i gave up. did you see them on your way?"

"nope, weird. they just disappeared; almost like they don't want ro be found"

i hum, twirling the stem of what used to belong to my strawberry.

"seems like we'll start the new year alone" "but i was going to kiss allie for good luck" we both say at the same time.

"maybe we could still look for them?", i offer.

luke shakes his head "if we didn't find them before i doubt we'll find them now."

"shit, then what am i supposed to do about my kiss?" i look around, nothing but trees. well, and luke. "you think one of the dryads would be up for it?"

luke laughs, pushing his hair out of his eyes."maybe, but do you really want to start the year with splinters in your lips? maybe-"

luke looks uncertain, avoiding my gaze before looking back at me with brown eyes.eyes like melted chocolate, the sweetest of them all. when i look at him i can almost taste it. and i want to.

"maybe we could kiss?"

the offer hangs between us like a cloud and we're both just staring at each other for a moment.

"i wouldn't want you to start the year with bad luck"

23:59

am i getting red? no, no, surely not. it's pretty warm here, right? i was already red before he started talking; before he looked at me like that. i'm just warm.

"okay"

one look at his watch.

23:59:44

i'm glad to have a friend as nice as luke.

his eyes are trained on his watch before he meets my gaze again, continuing to count under his breath.

23:59:55

we're both leaning in now.

did the fireworks already start or is that the sound of my heart beating?

"5, 4, 3, 2-"

when our lips meet the same feeling from earlier comes back. the feeling i always get when he laughs.

i just really appreciate what he's doing for me.

his lips are so soft, just like i expected.

his lips do always look soft. especially in the light of the campfire. but he tastes different. he tastes bitter like liquor and unripe strawberries. but also sweet like the chocolate he stole for us from the table earlier.

it's different but perfect.

different from the way i expected just a minute ago.

the first and only time i thought of his lips on mine.

when we part it takes a few seconds before we actually pull away. but not much.

luke's cheeks are flushed, he must feel that it is too warm too. and his eyes reflect the fireworks that just started.

he looks so pretty like this.not that i would ever tell him that, but it's the way his curls fall on his forehead, the way his eyes reflect the fireworks instead of stars now and the pink of his cheeks and lips.

"...i think my watch might be set a few seconds too early"

i just nod, i know what he means. the fireworks are always on time.

and soon there are mumbled "happy new years" between us and our lips meet once again.

better be safe than sorry.

a/n: might post a bonus soon

[trappedinacomputer]

Ros: "I'm gonna tell Aimsey about what happened at Tubbo's Tavern"

Bad: "that's good, I believe informing is a good thing."

*Ros leaves*

Bad: "you know what they say Chip, snitches get stitches and end up in ditches."

[ultra-raging-ghost]

Since Ros snitched to foolish, bads considering moving the murder level from mischievous to crazy so. purg bbh here we come!

[doubledeadstudio]

The ROs + Abel and Florentin's opinion on School, Vegetables and Drugs?

School

Crux: The type of guy that was always "too smart" for school and suffered for it. Did exams in Elementary and High School just enough to pass, then had a mental breakdown in college and dropped out. He loves learning but hates the concept of school.

Black: Did well enough that he got into a decent college. His mom pressured him to be a doctor for money, but he hated Pre-med so much he dropped out in his second year and ghosted.

Vincenzo: I think if Vincenzo went to a normal school, he would have liked it. But his old school just left a sour taste in his mouth.

Abel: Overachiever and teacher's pet, kisses everyone in the faculty's ass, deeply unpopular with classmates for being a nerd and a snitch.

Florentin: Absolutely perfect in school and effortless. A highly regarded medical genius.

Vegetables

Crux: He hates eating and hates eating for health reasons even more!!!

Black: He was fine with it when he was alive, but he was more liable to eat disgusting processed stuff like cereals and grains.

Vincenzo, Abel and Florentin are all fine with it.

Abel's liable to mock you for being a fussy little baby for refusing to eat vegetables.

Drugs

Crux: He takes that shit like it's candy, it's very concerning. Very addictive and thrill-seeking personality.

Black: He did a lot of drugs when he was alive, like ecstasy and cocaine. He's never happy so he has to rely on substances to simulate it.

Vincenzo: None, absolutely none. The closest thing is sugar, and he can skip the sweet stuff. It's why he's so fucking crazy.

Abel: Abel's ideal is to be a perfectly well-oiled machine, and he will use any substance to make it happen, stimulants to keep working then weed to calm down etc. He picked up cigarettes to fit in with the other suits during lunch hour. But I actually think he would not be taking them if he had a choice. Abel's more liable to get addicted to sex esp if it's with someone he really likes?

Florentin: With his precarious health condition, he's not going to risk substances that could exacerbate it. He does drink a few cups of coffee everyday so he can keep studying.

[theresattrpgforthat]

I was wondering if you had recommendations for a game that evokes the vibe of like The Thing (or Among Us) from the social angle - there is something here passing itself off as human, as *one of us*, and we need to find out who it is. Maybe with hidden roles? It seems like there's a lot of interesting space to explore there.

Thank you!!

Theme: Hidden Role Games

Friend, I've got more games for you than I thought I was initially going to find, and each one is in a different setting! Enjoy!

What We Thought We Knew, by Mouse.

You play as a group of friends who have known each other for many years- at the very least since highschool, and have gone through many transitional phases with each other.

It has recently been revealed to you that someone in your friend group has not actually been there for all of these events- they have been implanted in the group for whatever reason and all your memories modified to fit them into the narrative. None of you know who it is -- not even the fake.

In order to find out who the fake is, you must experience some of your core memories together again, moving through them like you are those versions of yourselves again, to try and spot the mistakes in the memories, the distortions that don’t quite make sense in the context of everything else happening.

The hidden role in this game is as determined by the GM, and the fake will not know that they are the imposter at the beginning of the game. The setting for this game appears to be relatively agnostic, so you could make this a fantasy setting, a futuristic setting, or even a modern setting. Characters have four stats: Head, Heart, Flesh and Beyond. The game is designed off of Caltrop Core, so when you roll your dice according to stat, there’s graded successes/failures. Players will also get chances to identify a distortion, which helps the group figure out what pieces of information don’t add up. If you want a game with mystery for almost everyone a the table, you might want to check out this game.

Jackrabbit Parole, by Willow Willis.

Well, you screwed up. Whatever you did, it was bad enough to land your ass in prison. Not just your average state-of-the-art correctional institution, either. This place is Bad News.

Parole? Don’t make me laugh. This is your life now. There’s no help coming for you and your fellow unfortunates. You’ll shit, sleep, work and eat when and where they tell you to for the rest of your miserable existence. If you want out, there’s only three paths:

Execution. Suicide. Or escape.

And since the first two don’t sound too promising, all you’re left with is jackrabbit parole.

Jackrabbit Parole is a game about prison escapees, one of which is a Snitch. The exact setting of the prison is up to you - the only thing that matters is that you’re stuck here unless you find a way to get yourselves out. You’ll roll to determine what your characters’ relationships are, and draw cards determine your roles.

There are two special roles: the Ringleader and the Snitch. The Ringleader has access to everywhere in the prison; the Snitch wants to get as much information as possible and pass it on to the guards. The Snitch profits by keeping everyone here, which means that players cannot communicate openly about their plans. The game plays over three acts, so I think it’s pretty easy to contain inside a single session, and it comes with some suggested settings if you’re not sure where to start.

Conspire, by Cherry Picked Games.

Conspire is a hidden-role storytelling game. Players delve into any moment of conflict, real or fake, and populate the scene with shady figures. They secretly assign objectives to these in-world characters and shuffle the roles amongst themselves. Everyone draws a role to inhabit and acts them out, not knowing who any of the others are or what they are trying to accomplish. What follows is an intense tale of bluffing, brokering deals, and shaping the very universe to your whims.

This feels like a GM-Less game, with all of the roles and motives of each character determined according to the setting and people created by the group at the table. Each piece of the puzzle is created collaboratively, so you’ll know what’s going on with one or two people, but not the whole picture. If you want a game that gives everyone the same responsibilities and has the flexibility to fit the settings in your head, this might be the game for you.

Eulogy of a Fool, by Kate.

In Eulogy of a Fool, all players are attending the funeral of a Fool. However, the Fool is in this crowd, having faked her own death to collect on a life insurance policy.  Everyone in attendance must give a eulogy while the Fool tries to blend in and everyone else is trying to single out any suspicious persons.

This game consists of a series of cards, 20 of which are Identity cards, and 30 of which are relation cards. There will only be about as many cards in play as there are players for any given game, so I think having so many options allows for a different game every time you play. Each player will also have to give a eulogy about the deceased, using information given to all non-imposters, while the Fool will have to improvise as best as they can. Looking at the instructions and prep for this game, I think this game would be very easy to learn. There’s a script for the GM to follow while running the game, and the cards make it easy to generate characters on the fly. If you want a game that’s part ttrpg, part card game, this might be the game for you.

EUREKA, by @anim-ttrpgs

Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy is an original, fully fledged, 200-page 2d6 TTRPG from The Agency of Narrative Intrigue and Mystery inspired by The X-Files, Kolchak: The Nightstalker, and much more!

Eureka features investigation mechanics that let players take initiative, use their characters’ unique strengths to find clues, and deduce conclusions themselves rather than to just walking into a room and roll Investigate.

EUREKA’s main focus is on solving mysteries, but the way character creation is meant to be set up means that it is very likely that characters will have a lot of secrets, purposefully hidden from the rest of the group at game start. If you are playing a supernatural creature of some kind, your character will have plenty of reasons to keep their identity a secret. While the group is trying to solve whatever mystery there is, your characters will have to decide just how much they trust each—other, with dramatic reveals possibly prompting some thrilling and suspenseful moments. This game isn’t quite in it’s final form, but there’s a robust community currently play-testing it, and the folks behind the development are very eager to answer questions and help you get a game to the table.

Loyalty, by jackdawfactories.

You are the crew of a deep-space mining vessel who have just been awoken from stasis. You are coming in to land on a previously uncharted planet, and must investigate the nearby cave system for its utility to you - but of course, there’s more to it than that…

Loyalty is a game based on Ridley Scott’s Alien, and combines standard RPG mechanics with a hidden role aspect. Survive the horror you have unleashed while working out who - anyone - is the traitor in your midst.

This is a game in which more than one person could have a secret role. You draw a card from a regular deck of playing cards, and based on what kind of face you have, you are either an android infiltrator, or a human. Because the character creation is randomized, it’s totally possible to have an entirely human crew - but the players won’t know this, and thus the paranoia will still be present.

On top of this paranoia, you’ll be facing off against an alien, and the more you come up against it, the stronger it gets. There’s a win condition, a lose condition, and the possibility to eject a suspect out of an airlock. If you like heightened stakes and no good endings, this might be the game for you.

The Warmest Place to Hide, by Rosie.

The Warmest Place To Hide is a TTRPG homage to John Carpenter's The Thing. 

It is the longest night in Antarctica, and something has made its way inside the research station at which you work. You and your teammates must work together to protect yourselves from assimilation - but when the creature can make itself look like anyone and anything, who can you really trust?

Create a base, populate it with crew, then see if you can survive an alien invasion.

This is the game for folks who want a direct re-creation of The Thing. As this is a Caltrop Core game, the rules are fairly minimal and use dice pools of d4’s. You can roll randomly for your character’s background, and choose an archetype that will give you specific skills and special abilities. You’ll also receive a random assignment of “Human” or “Something Else”. If you are Something Else, you always have to opportunity to take over any dead characters.

I’m not entirely sure how you communicate to players that they are Something Else without alerting the whole table; I’m assuming that this is the sort of game that involves passing a lot of notes. I think it might also be interesting if the GM introduces other threats that could kill players so that the Thing can approach and assimilate them without the players necessarily knowing who’s doing it.

[darkfictionjude]

Saw this ask somewhere else and I think it’s cute😭 If MC became a mind reader for a day what kinds of things would they hear the RO think(In general and about MC)? Ughh I don’t know which IF to choose Jude it’s up to u<3

Imre: I could write my history essay between 9 and 12 on Saturday and do my physics homework on Sunday.

I wonder what they think about when they're quiet.

Nia: Tiffany doesn't stop yapping if only she fell and broke her mouth. Father acts so strange.

Do they miss me?

Lorcan: that asshole looks like a snitch, fuck me I'll have to sell oregano from a few weeks.

There they are with their stupid dopey face. A stupid nice face.

[dead-dolphins]

Dear Reader,

I’m going to leave this here and take the day off because I need some time to process and reset. Yes, last night was childish and impulsive on my part, and I regret how I handled things. I want to take a moment to explain what happened and where I’m coming from because I believe in being transparent with you all.

For a long time, I’ve been open with you about so much—my writing, my graphics, my ideas, and my creative process. Sharing these things is something I genuinely enjoy, not just because it helps me grow artistically but also because it fosters a connection with you as a community. I don’t feel like I’ve ever denied you access to the things I’m working on because I want to share this journey with you. However, that openness doesn’t mean there aren’t boundaries. It doesn’t mean anyone has the right to cross those boundaries by sending invasive or disrespectful messages in my anon box.

I’ve always made an effort to respect you all and engage in this space positively, and I just ask for that same respect in return. Last night, I ended up having a stress attack because I felt like someone was prying into my personal life or “snitching” on private matters. It made me feel paranoid and uneasy, and while I realize I may have overreacted, I also think it’s important to address what led to that reaction. Misusing the anon feature to send invasive messages crosses a line, and it’s something I hope we can all agree to avoid moving forward.

I’ve been dealing with a lot of stress for a long time now, and while I don’t expect anyone to treat me like I’m fragile, I do think it’s fair to ask for basic respect when it comes to boundaries. I pour so much into my work and this community because I care about it and because I know many of you appreciate what I create. That means the world to me, but respect has to go both ways. This should be a space where we can all feel safe and inspired, not one where anyone feels uncomfortable or attacked.

I want to thank everyone who has been supportive and kind—it really means a lot to me. And I want to apologize again for how I handled things last night. It wasn’t my best moment, and I take responsibility for that. I’m going to step away for the day to clear my head and recharge. I hope this helps explain my perspective, and I appreciate your understanding.

And again, to clarify, I’m not blaming anyone. My intention isn’t to point fingers or create unnecessary tension. I just want to make sure you understand my perspective and where I’m coming from.

Let’s work together to keep this space a positive one.

Ro.

[littlegeniuspowpow]

INTRO

Hey! Its Powder! Im here now! Yes im allowed to be here! Dont ask any questions and dont be a snitch either! Dont you know snitches get stitches? -Pow

Hey hey! Nice to see ya! Welcome to the blog! This is an rp blog based soley based on Powder! I WANTED to make it based on the little hc where Powder was taken in by Viktor and Jayce after everything but i decided i didnt want my blog based only on that! So its just a Powder blog with no TOTAL specifics in mind! Ill throw out some rp starts probably! Feel free ro send asks or whatever, whenever! -ooc

Things to note/Rules

The creator behind this blog is an adult

Powder is 10 here, dont be weird, even if the creator behind this blog is an adult. You WILL be blocked if youre weird.

Platonic relationships only. As i said Powder is 10.

Dont take this too seriously, this is meant to be silly. This is an rp blog after all.

Be aware that this blog will contain heavy themes. I may not be good at it but i am not going to dampen Powder's trauma or personality because it makes others uncomfortable. If youre not comfortable please let me know so I'll stop interacting.

Please be kind. I dont feel like i should HAVE to say it, but im going to say it anyways.

Ocs are welcome here. If theres a specific relationship to Powder you'd like me to be aware of please let me know so I can play accordingly.

Fair warning. Powder will probably seem ooc. I was hesitant about making this blog in the first place due to worrying over if i could do her character right. Id hate to do her injustice. But yk rp is for fun anyways so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Do not interact

Homophobes/transphobes/racists/bigots jn general. I dont tolerate that on my blog. Get off my blog if youre gonna pull that

Pedophiles. Get out. Youre gross.

People who ship Jinx and Vi, Silco and Jinx, Vander and Jinx, Claggor and Jinx, or Mylo and Jinx. Get out. Thats disgusting.

People who cant handle meljayvik, melvik, meljayce, or jayvik. Or you just hate mel in general. Yall are whiney. Get out please.

Honestly im probably forgetting alot more on the DNI list. But its almost 4 am, im tired and Markiplier is distracting me. I honestly dont think i care rn. I should probably go to bed but i font think i will. I cant think of anything else to add rn so imma end it here and probably add to it as i think of things. -Ooc

[mcytegg]

Wait you don't think Ro would have told his team? So he would betray them?

OKAY WELL. so. i dont think he wouldve betrayed, i cant see ro directly betraying or hurting the sticklers BUT i actually genuinely dont,, think he feels all that close w them? like i feel like hes spent more time w fuckass DERAPCHU then he has rek OR jumper so i dont know how comfortable he wouldve been telling them abt the illegal armour just on his own bc while i dont think rek or jumper are the type to snitch, idk how confident he would feel in Either of them doing things w him involving it.

like he just doesnt know them like that. he hasnt spent the time w either of them to know them like that. and illegal items are a thing that can grow very complicated very fast so to risk either of them not wanting to be involved in it and accidentally leaking it to other people is just too big. although illegal enchants isnt gamebreaking or Too insane of an exploit, there is still just so much thats able to be done w it in general and content wise that the risk of involving too many others is too much. the more people know, the more likely it is that itll be leaked and patched much sooner.

its out of no malice or massive distrust to either rek or jumper bc while i do think that its more likely he wouldve been fine keeping it as a secret between him and 4c, or perhaps even FOCUS as a whole, i dont think he would object to involving either of them. if 4c mentioned bringing rek into it, i think he wouldve went along w the idea just fine!! my thing is that i dont know if he wouldve ever told/involved them if the decision was left to him without 4c bringing it up. bc i also think that if ro had gone w him to end bust, then 4c would have felt confident in contacting and getting rek involved in things bc he does trust rek!! and if rek's teammate was already involved, it would provide 4c that extra boost to involve another person for contents sake if anything bc having a group of people who all share a secret is extremely compelling !!

[petrichormore]

I cannot believe tr!Ros snitched about the kingdom’s plan. Like bro. Why did you do that. Why did she do that.

[parad-ice-lostandfound]

Prompt: "You have a fever."

Pairing: Epel Felmier x Gn!Reader/Prefect/Yuu

Genre: Fluff

TW: NA

"Come on, (Name). Please? " Epel batted his eyelashes at you.

You sighed, tilting your head slightly as you looked at him. Fighting against the part of you that just wanted to coo at him and give into his demands was hard, but you managed to contain yourself. You remained silent, watching the shorter boy fidget under your intent gaze.

"Epel is smart," Vil had told you, days before he had to leave for some project. "Despite his hesitancy in using his beauty, he will employ it against you should he want something. He knows you well, Prefect. But you mustn't give in."

I mustn't give in, you chanted in your mind as you looked at Epel, who was growing more antsy by the minute.

"You've just recovered from that cold, Epel. I don't think it'd be a good idea to go out and play in the snow when it's not even been that long," you tried to get him to see reason. "Besides, I'm pretty sure Rook was instructed by Vil to keep an eye on you. If this gets back to him..."

"It won't get back to him!" Epel huffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he switched the puppy eyes for a pout. Sevens, was he aiming to persuade you, or to kill you?

"Vil's not here, and Rook's going to the mountains today–"

"Why?"

"– I don't really know, but that's besides the point. (Name), I'm bored. I've been stuck in my room for almost a week, I'm fine now! Besides, isn't it Vil who says going outside is good for your health?"

"He says that to have you join him when he's jogging," you hummed in amusement. "Also, who says I'll not snitch on you to Vil?"

Epel took a step closer to you, gently reaching out to hold your hand in his. A light tug, followed by a soft "Please...?" had you blushing and looking away. Epel tilted forward to catch the expression on your face while you tried to cover it with your free hand.

You mentally apologized to Vil for failing to resist Epel's charms. For someone who disliked being called cute or any synonyms of it, he sure knew how to wield his cuteness. And you were but a weak, weak human.

"Fine. Fifteen minutes," you said, trying to ignore the way Epel's face lit up with smug happiness. "Only fifteen minutes."

"I'll take that!" He smiled as he placed a quick kiss on your cheek, leaving you dumbfounded. The smile on his face quickly turned into a mischievous grin as he let go of you and turned, running out of his dorm yelling, "Last one out's a rotten egg!"

"Hey, not fair!" You yelled back as you chased him.

"You have a fever," Vil's voice rang out, a disappointed note to his words as he stared down at the thermometer in his hand. You squirmed in your place on Epel's bed, twiddling your thumbs. A quick glance to your side showed you an equally miserable and sick Epel mirroring your position.

"In our defense," you started, voice slightly croaky as you looked up at the Pomefiore housewarden, "we were out for only 15 minutes."

"And look what that brought upon the two of you," Vil deadpanned, looking very much like an exasperated mother as he made sure both of you were comfortable.

Rook stood silently in the corner of the room, not moving a muscle as he watched the three of you from where he'd been placed on timeout. His crime? Letting you two be unsupervised for an entire day. You felt bad for him, letting him know that with an apologetic smile in his direction, which he returned with one of his own.

"Honestly... I was away for three days, potatoes," he sighed, manicured hands carefully pressing a cold damp towel to your forehead, then doing the same to Epel. Neither one of you commented on his fussing, not wanting to get scolded any more than you already had.

"Now wait here while I go and brew you some medicinal potions."

"Uh, Vil we could just get some from the infirmary-"

"I said, wait here, like good little spudlings," Vil calmly stared at you, lips curling into a triumphant smile when none of you dared to make a sound in protest. "Good. Rook?"

The blonde in the corner turned his attention to his housewarden. "Yes?"

"Keep an eye on them."

Back to Masterlist...

[the-six-that-thrive-if]

How would the ro’s handle working a customer service job? Like who gets fired first

RO'S IN CUSTOMER SERVICE

THE DEMON —

Fired within the first 30 minutes. Tried to fight a customer. Police were called, Dante had a warrant. Got arrested.

THE ANGEL —

An awesome worker, but please give her a task at a time, or she'll get confused. Usually works alone in the gardening section or the very back of the story.

THE DRAGON —

Slacker. She's there for her specific hours and you won't hear a thing from her. She's a good worker tho, when she wants to be. Men love her and constantly tipping her.

THE ARMADILLO —

Hardworking. Too hardworking. Takes this job a little too seriously. At times a snitch but he means well.

THE WARDEN —

Sigh. A manager but the one you pray isnt working when you are. He's great for intimidation, and you get your breaks and paid time off, but Gods does he run a tight ship. Everything is orderly.

THE KING —

Best Employee. Becomes the manager effortlessly, everyone loves him, everyone's tipping him. He's the most patient and kind and gets the job done. I'd love working for him.

[glassesntea]

Levi and female!reader developing a relationship (Canon Universe)

Part 1/2

How your foolish idealism land you into the Survey Corp

You were born in a rich merchants family of Stohess. The only girl out of four children, with three protective older brothers and a younger one whom you adored. With all of your cousins being male too, you were spoiled rotten by both your parents and various uncles and aunts.

Your life was carefree, uneventful. You were well loved by your friends, you had various interests.

You loved parties, flirting and going out with boys. Your first boyfriend broke up with you when he started the cadet training, eventually becoming an assigned MP in Stohess. You both left in friendly terms and still meeting each other to chat.

Thanks to him you came to know all the events following the Trost battle. Your interest started to stir.

Then the Female Titan appeared in Stohess.

You lived in an area unffected by the distruction, but the idea of Titans so close to your loved ones disturbed you. And instigated your curiousity even more.

That tiny germ planted in your head by the tales of outsiders, people who can turn into Titans and secrets surrounding the Walls, blossomed after the retaking of Shiganshina and the truth of the world finally unveiled.

While you were reading the newspaper you felt a mixture of rage, exaltation, hope... your lifestyle, all of the sudden, appeared dull and meaningless. You wanted to see these things yourself, wanted to help and free Eldia from the hated Marley.

Whitout telling anyone you fleed one night to enroll in the Cadets Corp, whishing to join the Scouts.

After being shouted in the face by Shadis during the presentation of the recruits...

"Y/S, uh? If I had a penny for all the time I have heard idealistic bullshit like yours, I would be richer than your daddy. What fucking happened?? He didn't buy you the pony you wanted??"

You were summoned in his office the day after just to find Shadis together with your parents, your eldest brother and your former MP's boyfriend. Apparently he snitched on you.

Your parents and brother tried to reason with you, saying it was dangerous, that you were following a blind idealism without caring the consequences.

In the long run they were right on a lot of things. You'll end up thinking about their warnings and concernes often in the years following the Rumbling.

Your ex was equally adamant trying to get you kicked out of the corp.

He said he was worried for you and told Shadis that considering your upbringing you'll have problems recognizing authority and discipline.

You didn't miss the glare Shadis gave him: "I have teached you and countless cadets before you, kid. Are you implying that I can't do my job?"

Your ex boyfriend winced at Shadis threatening tone. In the end you were allowed to stay. They thought you wouldn't last long in this setting and you would come back home soon.

You swore to yourself not to give up.

Military life teached you a lot on discipline, surely it wasn't easy for you to get used to this kind of hardship but your strong will allowed you to graduate with good scores, despite not being in the top 10.

You stood at attention with your fellow recruits, listening to Commander Hanji speech and you were pleased to notice that the majority of your comrades decided to join the Survey Corps.

With other three friends from the cadet's years you were assigned to Varis and it wasn't rare that in some training sessions with the ODM gear Jean Kirschstein, one of the hero of Shiganshina, would tutor you to perfect the movements.

Despite being younger than you of two years you came to deeply respect Jean. Through him you created a friendly bonds with both Connie and Sasha.

Sasha trained you with the rifles and you share with her the things your parents sent you like you did with your bunkmates back in trainings: goods, soaps and other things. There were too much of these, anyways.

She invited you to spend the evenings in her's and Mikasa's room.

Mikasa wasn't as talkative, but she was polite with you and,slowly, she started to warm up to you.

In the mess hall it wasn't uncommon for you and your friends to sit at a table with Connie and laughing to tears over a bowl of soup at some of his stories: especially the ones that involved a livid Shadis punishing him and Sasha for some of their antics.

Floch Forster was another commanding officer you get along with, at least for a little while.

When you were assigned guarding the Marleyan's POW, watching them from your post, Floch passed by and you salute him.

"Everyting's in order?"

"Yes, sir" your eyes narrowed when a prisoner glared in your direction and Floch noticed.

"Don't bother, they are exactly where they deserved to be."

You straighted your shoulders "They'd better remember that, after what they put us through."

Floch nodded, regarding you with a renowed interest "Y/N, right? I'm glad that some people still have some common sense, you are absolutely correct."

It was too long that I had to divide this introduction part in two because I reached the world limit. Why can't I be more succint? T-T next part continue from where I stopped.

[ultra-raging-ghost]

chip is CRASHING OUT over bad stirring the pili/clown/Ros pot LMAO he wants to snitch so bad but he CANT TALK !! [diabolical laughter]

[beat-the-morning]

hi! i don't mean to be a narc, but i wanted to make you aware of something as a concerned fan of yours! there's a person on here called ro-writesstuff who published a short Hozier drabble called "just ask" which is nearly identical to your kinktober Daddy Kink one. In it, just like in your kinktober fic, Hozier edges the reader until she finally breaks and tells him what she wants and even an excerpt of whether she'd like him to be her daddy all the time. again, i don't mean to snitch, but im really worried they may've just rewritten your fic and posted it as theirs.

first of all please no one go harass or attack that person. yeah i was made aware of that by oomf on twitter. and it does bother me quite a bit but there’s not much i can do lol :/ everyone is free to post whatever but I'm still salty idk man