#sadly these are the only people ive met who play and my island is the equivalent of canada

[dragotale78]

This is too fkn real

Brb going to wotc to get this card printed and included in every pre-con

Let's just say I had a bad experience at mtg today.

[trahns]

The year is slowly ending, feel free to use this ask to tag ( and write a positive message if you wish ) the people you are happy to have met this year and as always thank you for being part of the RPC, you are very much adored and appreciated. 🐱

Awww thank you! I will say I've met a lot of amazing people in the RPC this year. Maybe not met, but reconnected with.

@plasticsouled , ive been friends with sal for a bit but we lost touch due to me leaving tumblr. Before i left tumblr we didnt interact too much sadly, and i wish i interacted with her more because shes such a sweetheart. I swear, Sal is one of the nicest and talented people you'll meet. When I revamped she was my first follower and im thankful for her

@carpemusa I met beth this year but I'm glad I did! They're really talented and plotting with them is such fun, they have amazing ideas and characters. Watching them play a game on twitch was one of the best experiences i think I'll have. Boy.. We must go to coral island, boy. I silently admired them from afar to only find out they did the same thing which was so surprising

@mkoshi I met spectre shortly after revamping, and im so glad i did. We hit it off almost right away! His ocs are so great, honestly if you dont love them you have bad taste. He has a lot of compassion for his ocs and you can see that, and its honestly really admirable. He is so admirable. He bought me watchdogs just so I could play it for myself!! Im so thankful still

@bondedtrauma I met Ellie too, a bit after I revamped. She is such a sweetheart!! Her ocs are amazing and likable too, I could squish Ellie. I love the threads we have and the fact she picked up my less popular muses im so thankful for that. Shes someone who you can rely on

@bolides I havent talked to Aaron for long, but i can tell that hes a great person. I cant wait to start interacting with you more!! Such a sweetheart. Their Elizabeth is an amazing potrayal like ever other muse

but really, im thankful for everyone this year. You guys are all amazing. thanks for sticking with me and my craziness. I love you all and happy holidays

[secretlynestaarcheron]

COLD AS ICE

Figure skating x hockey player

TWO: Cassian and The Bet

Cassian ran a hand through his wet hair as he makes his way back out towards the locker room, he throws his towel over his shoulder as he unlocks his locker. “Hey Cas, are you coming to the party tonight?” I heard a rumor that Tamlin might be there,” Rhysnd says from where he was sitting on the bench slipping on his shoes.

Cassian rolls his head, he was already feeling the tension in his shoulders from the stress semester, “I don’t know man, I’ve got a ton of homework and I don’t really feel like getting involved with Tamlin before the game this weekend.”

“Never thought I’d hear the day that Cassian Monte would say no to brawl, who are you becoming?” Tomas cheers from the other side where he changes despite not doing much throughout practice besides sitting on the bench. He was only on the team because his father donated the new bleachers.

Cassian looks over at Rhysand with a deadpan expression, growing up in foster care made Cassian a fighter but once he joined the hockey team in highschool where he met Rhysand and Azriel he had a new reason to fight. The only reason he was at this school working towards a degree in engineering was because of hockey.

He wouldn’t let his scholarship be taken away because of some fight off the ice or a bad grade in an easy class, Rhysand understood it but unfortunately not a lot of the rich kids on the team did. “I got an eight am tomorrow, why don’t you come have a few drinks and then we can head back to the apartment together?” Azriel chimes in, being the voice of reason as always.

Cassian frowns, rubbing his chin, “Okay, but text me when you’re heading over and if I haven’t gotten a load of my homework done its a no from me,” he retorts, slipping on his jacket and leaving the locker room.

As he makes his way towards the exit, he stops short when he sees Nesta sitting down on the bench in front of the rink, ear muffs and scarf pulled tightly around her neck. She had her knees to her chest as she clutched a book in front of her face.

He stepped forward, grabbing his keys from his pocket, he felt the need to go out there and talk to her. To pick on her, or maybe to offer her a ride home. He shakes his head at the thought, she was probably waiting for Mor or possibly her own personal driver.

He steps out in the cold making his way towards the parking lot where his beat up jeep was, it was a typical cliche but it was cheap and he needed transportation to take his gear all over the place. He jumps into the front seat, quickly sticking his key into the ignition before blasting the heat.

Once his mirrors are set and he can feel his hands, he pulls out of the driveway, looking over the bench in front of the rink where Nesta was gathering her stuff and moving towards the bus. He furrowed his brow, watching as she smiled at the bus driver chatting as she handed him her card. She had a transportation card. He curses himself for assuming that she was waiting on a personal driver.

There was more to her than he thought, he figured the blonde hair and figure skating made her the prime stereotype for rich white girls. There’s a beep and he looks in his rearview to see Rhysand sticking his hands up in confusion.

He waves apologetically before turning towards campus, where he was going to seat himself in the library and knock out the rest of his homework. His phone chimes after a couple hours and he looks up as someone shushes him, smiling apologetically, he grabs his backpack and answers the phone as he exits the library.

“Yeah, I know, I am heading home now,” Cassian retorts before the person even said hello.

“I am glad you just now remembered,” Azriel says on the other side but he was chuckling, “Where are you? I’ll just pick you up from there.”

“He’s probably still in his loungewear from after practice he is not going to a party in his joggers and teeshirt,” Rhysand calls out from the passenger seat, “He’ll come home and change, I don’t care if you’re late.”

Cassian rolls his eyes, “I am at the library,” he says.

“Cool, I’ll see you there,” Azriel retorts earning a groan from Rhysand. He leans against the wall, flipping mindlessly through Instagram while he waits for the slick black car to pull up. He finds himself pulling up Nesta Archerons page, he was trying to know more about her.

There were pictures of her with Mor, dressed up for parties or hanging in the quad, as well as a few of her competing, she looked angelic on the ice. He scrolls far enough down that he stumbles upon a picture of Nesta laying down on a hospital bed her head against an older lady who looks just like her. The lady is talking with a bright smile and Nesta looks over at her with sparkling eyes.

Cassian was familiar with the bright blue cap on the ladies head and all the IV’s, he was there when his own mother had passed away from cancer, he scrolled down her captain only a yellow heart, the comments full of condolences. Her mother had passed away as well. He takes note of the date it was posted, six years ago today.

He felt weird, he honestly kind of felt like that guy Joe from that stalker show. She posted on her instagram for all of her followers to see but he still felt like he was invading her personal space, as if he wasn’t welcomed.

“Stop spacing out and get in the car, it’s already six!” Rhysand yells. Cassian looks up to see him halfway out the window, waving wildly at his friend. Azriel shrugs in the driver seat as Cassian jumps into the back. “What were you so deep in thought about?”

Cassian runs a hand through his hair, “All the organic chem homework I am going to have to do when I get home at eight,” he says.

Rhysand laughs, “Like you're actually going to get home by eight,” he chuckles, reaching forward to turn up the music before Cassian has any objections.

Rhysand grabs his shoulder before moving past him into the house, it was already bumping full of intoxicated college (and probably some highschool) students and bland techno music. “Nesta! Nesta! Nesta!” a group of college kids in the back chanted catching the attention of Cassian as he moved his way through the crowd.

She sat on the kitchen island, taking shot after shot of some unknown liquid that happened to be neon blue. She took the last one, punching her hands into the air as she turns to the crowd letting out a loud cheer. The crowd cheers along with her but quickly makes their way deeper into the party aside from a few college guys who linger around her.

“People don’t know it but you’re such a crackhead,” Mor says as Nesta moves off the island, stumbling into Mor’s shoulder as she regains her balance. She looks up, her bright green eyes catching his, she pushes herself up keeping contact with him. “What? What are you looking at-Oh, Cassian,” Mor says, turning to face him, moving a hand around Nesta’s waist. “This is the last time I DD for her.”

Nesta rest her head against Mor shoulder, he wonders if she’s always been like this at parties or if it had anything to do with her mom. He had seen her at parties before, finding a dark corner and pulling a book from her bag to read. He had never seen her like this but he never really gets out much either.

“Amren!” Mor yells, groaning loudly, “God, why are both of them such bad drunks? Could you watch her while I grab Amren? I really hope I am not this bad when I am drunk.”

She pushes Nesta towards him, as she pushes through the crowd to find Amren, another figure skater on the team. He holds her up, looking around the room deciding what he should do next. His eyes fixate on a girl across the room talking with Rhysand, she had the same dirty blonde hair as Nesta as well as the same facial expressions.

Rhysand looks over at her, gaining the attention of the girl as well, her eyes widen and she bolts away from Rhysand who looks after sadly. “Cassian?” Nesta murmurs, looking up at him, blinking to regain focus in her eyes, she pushes his arm around her. “What are you doing here?”

“Babysitting you, apparently,” he says with a roughness that’s a little too sharp. She blinks up at him, her arms dropping to her side, “Wanna go outside?”

She looks up at him before nodding, she follows behind him towards the back door, Cassian didn’t know whose house this was but they would have a giant mess to clean up tomorrow morning for sure. He lead her over to a porch swing, she fell into it putting a hand against her forehead.

“My 9:30 class tomorrow is going to suck,” she murmurs, her head moving to the side, as she closed her eyes. He pushed off his foot, moving the swing lightly back and forth, “Who’s idea was it to have a party on a thursday?”

“Probably those kids from Autumn Court, their parents paid for their degrees so they don’t need to worry about class,” he hums, leaning back and looking up at the dark sky, “You know, I am still mad about your post.”

She groans, turning to look at him, “Seriously? If your team could have scheduled another practice anytime that day, but you chose to pick the two hours we were in there,” she says, pushing herself into an upright position staring down at him. “I want to see you do what I can do, you couldn’t even if I trained you.”

He raises an eyebrow, “Okay, deal.”

She frowns at him, running a hand through her tangled hair, “What do you mean? Deal? I didn’t make a deal with you?” she says, her speech quickly sobering up. “I don’t want to make a deal with you.”

He rubs his chin, “The game against Spring Court is this Sunday and so is your conpetition, you teach me to figure skate and I’ll teach you how to play hockey, first one to quit loses,” he retorts, “This way we’ll both learn how to appreciate each other's sports.”

She looks down at his extended hand, before grabbing it, “Deal, I hope you like losing. Balancing on one leg while wearing a revealing costume is a lot harder than hitting a puck with a stick.”

He rolls his eyes, turning as the door opens, he frowns standing up quickly, “Tamlin, what are you doing here?” he says, squaring up and blocking Nesta from his view. He looks down at the small frame beside him, the familiar girl that Rhysand was talking to earlier.

“Cassian,” Tamlin says, his lip curling into a smile, “Haven’t seen you in a long while, I am sure you’ll go back into hiding when we beat you this weekend.”

Cassian feels a shove and Nesta is standing in front of him, her eyebrows furrowed, “Feyre Archeron, what the hell are you doing here,” she growls, her eyes on fire as she looks at Tamlin, “Do you realize that she’s seventeen?”

Feyre frowns as Tamlins arm falls from where it was around her shoulder, “Way to kill my vibe, Nes, some sister you are,” she snaps, turning on her heel angrily and running into the house.

“Don’t you run away from me, we are having words, just because dad doesn’t care anymore doesn’t mean you can do something stupid like that!” she yells after her, following her through the open door, disappearing into the crowd of people.

“That’s pretty sick, man,” Cassian says turning back towards Tamlin who shrugged in response, “It’s not like we did anything, besides she’ll be eighteen soon enough. Her sister is pretty firey, maybe I’ll have her entertain me until Freyes birthday,”

Cassian gripped his fist, his nails piercing the hard skin in his palms, “I’ll see you on Sunday,” he says calmly, before pushing past him and back into the house looking around for Rhysand or Azriel. He had wasted enough time here.

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ARADIA: i guess a short rest might be in order ARADIA: but after that im eager to explore our new universe! ARADIA: i have seen a lot so far but there is always more to discover JAKE: !! JAKE: Of course! JAKE: What do you think is on the other side then? Will we just get dumped out into the void? ARADIA: hmmm ARADIA: im not sure ARADIA: i have been many places but i have never been through a victory door ARADIA: not yet ARADIA: i would imagine we would be able to visit some of the worlds i saw on the lab readouts though ARADIA: including your former earth that has been placed there JAKE: Former earth? You mean like home? ARADIA: in a sense ARADIA: jade captured your earth far in its future and brought it back with her ARADIA: now it has been placed in the new universe you have created as a home for some of the carapaces who have shared your journey with you ARADIA: im sure theyll go about making it very homelike for their tastes ARADIA: i dont know if thats where youll want to settle down but it is far from the only planet out there JAKE: Oh. So its the earth thats wrecked and flooded and all that. ARADIA: i believe so ARADIA: your earth, but its future JAKE: Well nuts. JAKE: I know its silly to say so but for a moment i was almost thinking i could go back to my island. JAKE: I mean its not much. But if you dealt with the beasts it wouldnt be a bad vacation home. Im just not sure i have space for everyone! JAKE: At the very least i could gather up some of the things i left. ARADIA: hmm ARADIA: well considering it is only a matter of being there at the right time... ARADIA: i might be able to help with that JAKE: Really?? JAKE: Oh of course you could. I recognize that gear. JAKE: Speaking of which... do all trolls grow pretty fairy wings when they god tier? Ive seen them on the clown and now on roxys moms gal pal. ARADIA: we usually do! ARADIA: for some reason i havent seen any on karkat or his ancestor in the dream bubbles ARADIA: a few have even sprouted them without the aid of sgrub but that is rare ARADIA: why, are you jealous? ;) JAKE: Psssh. No. Theyre not really a match for my rugged aesthetic. JAKE: I mean i know it doesnt look rugged. Especially before i ditched the shorts. But sparkly butterfly wings on a guy is uh. Somewhat questionable in human culture? ARADIA: how strange ARADIA: youd think anyone would like a pair of these! but tastes are not disputable ARADIA: usually JAKE: Maybe if they were pointier or if my uh. JAKE: Ruggedness. JAKE: Hadnt already been called into question today. ARADIA: ruggedness is easily reestablished ARADIA: i often established mine by uncovering ancient mystical ruins or destroying things with my mind ARADIA: sometimes i got a little too carried away with that last one JAKE: I already blew up parts of two planets by accident but as long as the new universe has plenty of new tombs to plunder i guess thats a sound course of action. JAKE: Just save some for me! JAKE: Or hells bells take me with you! There can only be so many ancient mystical ruins in a fresh baked universe. ARADIA: sgrub did seed them throughout our world ARADIA: it stands to reason it might attempt to do so again ARADIA: such ruins would be in need of extra desecration JAKE: Would they also have transportalizers to prospit and derse? JAKE: ...like... new prospits and derses if im on the right gravy train? ARADIA: if a session of sgrub is slated to be played ARADIA: which i suppose it is since our adversary did so and or will do so ARADIA: he and who knows how many others ARADIA: though i believe rose is hoping to make that number a small one ARADIA: she might appreciate some ruin recon ;) JAKE: Oh! Gladly! JAKE: I grew up near one of those temples so i know you have to... carve your own souvenirs. So to speak. JAKE: Sadly skaia leaves precious little in the way of strange statuettes or precious trinkets. ARADIA: i will mark you down for hivehold item retrieval and ruin expeditions ARADIA: and if we desecrate a few instead of treating their contents with respect it will only be following in the footsteps of troll indiana jones all the better JAKE: !!! JAKE: You have an indiana jones?? ARADIA: of course ARADIA: what kind of civilization wouldnt have indiana jones JAKE: I mean OBVIOUSLY. JAKE: Indys one of my heroes! Along with lara croft of course. 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[oddlymysteriousphoenix]

#76 12:17am July 24

Surprise for I am alive from my long tedious travel from distant lands, yet nowhere closer to being closer to a greater motivation. Through the whole last week, since Tuesday morning, I have been traveling with my dad, cousin Danny, aunt and uncle to clarify. We went up through the mountains to get to Buffalo, NY. The travel was obviously a hassle, passing through it made the mind of mine to think of the history of those who went through it. My goodness, they truly are mountains. The highway gave some great views, I took some pictures there as we passed. Got into Buffalo pretty late, but no trouble. The ride was nice. Our room smelled awful due to the smoke of those who previously inhabited the place. On the second floor, room 208 I think. The next morning came around for us arriving to Niagara Falls which was a site to explore. I played around pronouncing it off, calling it ‘’Nia-Ga-Ra’’. It was a pleasure walking around, taking in the fresh air and diversity of people.  Later on Dad, Danny and I went over the bridge to get into Canada for my want of visiting Toronto. The city across the border looked nice, it took awhile due to the line, but at least there wasn’t any rain or such. Before going on the bridge, we saw some Amish people there, mostly women and one man I think with identical looking outfits. The border doesn’t look awful at all, since it is separated by water and a bridge, not much is needed and Im more than sure any Canadian wouldn’t want to illegally travel to the USA unless for some unique reason like debt that can’t be paid. No clue. Anyway, the place there was nice many small amusement buildings. We exchanged our money to Canadian so that was nice too. My dad and cousin did it, I never bother as I didn’t bring my wallet with me. Too busy taking photos, a limitless amount. Would’ve been nice if we were there longer, but there wasn’t much to see there.  Dad thought the place was Toronto, I pointed out it wasn’t. We went there again tomorrow, by car, driving there. Huge difference was that everything looks generally nicer. Oh, before I go on, walking over to Canada there’s a noticeable amount of people who look like they came from India or around there. Anyway, the drive to Toronto was a long one, as it rained a planet full of water onto the highway. It rained a bit before yesterday, but that day was a ton more. We got there, and GREAT GOODNESS WHAT A BEAUTIFUL CITY IT WAS. Great city, I loved every inch of it. I fell in love, more than any I have fell in love besides with Rose and Alyssa. Dad had trouble getting into the city, asked if we should stop near a dockyard that was all dirty looking and such with boats. I lead him into it, and we parked there for one hour, sadly. We went out, traveling about, going into a city. Still wish I could’ve met Mollyboo there, but it’s best that we didn’t since we were only there for one hour. I took many pictures. We went into some church, dad got into this Mexican restaurant, never understood why he always go in those even far away from Mexico. He did the same thing the other day and they weren’t even Mexicans when we were in Buffalo. They were Dominicans, as my dad said and it was expensive. Oh, so we went into that one in Canada, only to ask for directions. As we went to what the young lady said ‘’Canadian town square’’ I marched on. I was off to fly away onto to explore more of the peaceful and loving city until I got hit with ‘’We have to go’’. My heart faceplanted into a spike of disappointment. Anyway, I was sad, dad got upset, told Danny to be cautious about it.  Funny note to put in, he understands English, just doesn’t speak it. As for I don’t speak Spanish, but I can understand it so it was a bit interesting to hear Spanish and English being heard and replied in different languages. Anyway, we went to travel onto NYC and the process of it was something you’d see in an actual good horror movie. We traveled where the Google map took us and it took us into the most dangerous looking roads, so it was also foggy so that was even worse. We went through Pennsylvania. The roads going up and down, side to side, many curves and nothing there to really guide us besides the light of the lines from the road. We passed through it, though at one point my dad got off the road by accident, we got lost. Construction was there, so there was some flashing orange light. We tried going back by what the GPS told us, making us go to this dirt road where there were small houses and nothing to really help us out. Soon we got to a dead end and had to go back. As the road went down rapidly and nothing looked like a road after it. We went back, eventually getting onto the main road again, but with fear in my mind as my dad was getting tired as time passed. Eventually with hope and fear colliding, we got there. BUT WAIT, we got directed to the wrong Super8 motel so up we went into NY instead of NJ, woohoo. I had to pee, but I held it. We went there, almost out in the middle of nowhere. Close to NYC, at least. We got there, rested, woke up early for the travel. We got there, honestly NYC is an ugly city. The city is sweltering hot, rotten feeling. Yet, it prospers, or so what Ive been told. The city was okay, it’s not a place I would stay to. I don’t know, it’s just not for me. I cant see me being there, only being at Central Park. Anyway, we went to Time Square, actually we drove through it and it was stressful as I don’t see why my dad would do that. We eventually got to a parking place, we got out onto the city. We walked around a ton, traffic was awful. First to Time Square and then sooner into Central Park which I honestly loved central park. My cousin and I connected as we walked beside each other. As everyone else were too tired to keep on walking so we two walked around the whole place, I took many pictures.   It’s nice to know that I’m not really alone in my position in life and what I think about my parents and so on. We got back to them once I was texted to come back by my dad, we went back seeming to walk around the whole park again. A little chubby kid came asking for help as he lost his parents, well, some Asian guy gave him to us. The kid only spoke Spanish, then some lady came to tell us she’ll take him to the police for some help. Onwards we went to walking to my family. Soon we want back to Time Square and got to the parking place as it was dark. Dad was stressed as we were lost going to Central Park and later on he needed to use the bathroom in the Subway. We couldn’t find it until I asked a police officer in the Subway, I lead my dad to it and there he went to the men’s bathroom and my aunt went into the women’s, obviously. We got back to the Super8. Then we packed everything up next morning, dad got lost on the way to see the Statue of Liberty. We ended up on Ellis Island, due to the GPS. Was a nice site, and we barely saw the statue, oh well. We went back, also getting lost in NJ before getting to the site. We went down for many hours down home and without my help, my dad wouldn’t have been able to have gotten here in time, even he admits it and it kept me up for me to help out. We went here, got here by 6am. Travel was ‘’okay’’, I honestly had a ton of stress traveling due to us possibly being lost. Meh, I told my dad he owes me a trip to Toronto. I really want to go back, it’s so lovely, so hopeful. I’ll go back soon, it could be my city, maybe. Just maybe…

-1:50am