#saffi speaks

[isassifras]

Hello!! I just wanted to say that I read your Undertale fic "the last mage" last night, and I absolutely loved it!!!

I was a bit skeptical at first but it absolutely pulled me in as I read more, I love how you wrote Iris & the other characters, and the plot was pretty clever and a very interesting idea! And it was very fun to make the choices and find the dialogue Easter eggs

I got the starshine ending on my first go, and I'll admit I haven't checked out the other routes, but damn that ending was everything I had hoped for and more!! It made me so happy that everyone got a happy ending (well, except Asgore. Rip) and I loved the relationship with Sans and how it progressed so so much.

It has absolutely become one of my favourite fics ever, and I am going to treasure it forever. So, thank you so much for writing such an amazing fic.

And a side note, the cover art was indeed absolutely gorgeous! And it helped having an image of iris in my head I read. You've a very talented friend and it's so great you've commissioned them to draw such a stunning piece.

P.s I may have accidentally sent an ask before this by accident, as I wasn't finished typing. I don't think ive even got past "hello!!" So uh woops? I'm sorry, and I would very much appreciate it if you ignore that & delete it (especially since it may have turned off anon, this is a alt blog anyway, but I'm especially shy 😅)

Oh my gosh thank you so much for saying so!! I very sincerely enjoyed writing it even though I knew it wouldn't be everyone's first choice of something to read, so I'm very pleased you gave it a chance! Iris is still one of my favorite reader characters I've ever written and I had such a blast writing the Undertale cast. Starshine is my personal favorite ending and even though it's kind of strange that Undertale in general has a Thing™️ about not reading the other routes, it's kind of unique to the fandom and a precious sort of meta-trust to just leave the other routes as they are despite the fact that we know all the characters are fictional. I wrote the thing and I still only re-read starshine when I read it! I'm so so pleased that you took such a liking to my fic and it's such an honor and so lovely to hear that it's one of your favorites, you have no idea how encouraging that is and how long that sticks with a writer, no matter how big or how small their following, we come back to comments like these on good days and bad ones and just remember that somewhere out there there's someone who took a chance on a fic they were skeptical of and now it's one of their favorites and a treasured memory and if that's not motivation to keep writing - what is? I'll definitely pass on your comments about the cover too!! I'm lucky to have such a talented friend in the Undertale artist community haha she's just so good! And you're right, having that image of Iris definitely helps when having a named reader since it's a little out of the ordinary for a second-person perspective story! P.S. No problem haha you're all good - sometimes people "test" my mailboxes by dropping a greeting or something first to see if it works and then leave a longer ask, so I answered it right away, but I deleted it since you requested me to! 💗

[evviejo]

"well, the premonition i'm having is us, old, and we sit on park benches, tripping teenagers on floaty things with our canes." "i'm better at it than you." "of course."

[treason-and-plot]

[previous]

“Why are you asking me if Saffy can babysit?” says Joël. “Why don’t you ask Saffy?”

“I just couldn’t remember if she was busy tonight, that’s all,” says Anita. “I know Jared’s going to the movies, but I couldn’t recall Saffy saying she had any plans. And I didn’t want her jumping down my throat in case she’d told me and I’d forgotten. You know how she gets.”

“I doubt she’s going anywhere. She’s probably going to be studying all weekend because of that big exam she’s got on Monday,” says Joël. Anita looks at him blankly.

“Are you serious? You forgot she had a major exam on Monday?” says Joël.

“I’ve been surviving on three to four hours of sleep a night since the baby was born,” says Anita. “Give me a break, darling. My brain’s wrapped in fog half the time.”

Alice giggles.

“It’s not funny, Bubby!” Anita coos, hoisting her into the air. “Look what you’ve done to us! Daddy’s lost his six pack and Mummy’s got dementia! Naughty Bubby!”

“Bubby? Are you calling her that because you can’t remember her name?” teases Joël.

“Oh, that’s very funny. But shouldn’t you be saving your breath for doing some crunches or sit-ups or something?” says Anita sweetly.

“What are you trying to say? I thought you said before that you liked my Dad bod?” says Joël.

“I love your Dad bod, darling,” says Anita. “But I can’t speak for the regulars at The Grind, can I?”

[w3w]

Cyn, Murder Drones ID Pack

⚙️ ꒱ Names

606, brycyn, cliff, cog, cyn, cynbel, cyndi, cynical, cynthia, error, fault, gear, glitch(y), grim, hopper, mecha, miscue, nerve, saffy, siencyn, sin, software, solver, synapse, techi

🕳️ ꒱ Pronouns

antag / antagonist, apa / apathy, cha / chaos, cor / corpse, dea / death, dece / deceive, decep / deception, destroy / destruction, devi / deviation, dro / drone, err / error, gli / glitch, haz / hazard, hun / hungry, ki / kill, mai / maid, mech / mechanical, mis / mischief, mur / murder, odd / oddity, over / overtake, para / parasite, pa / part, reo / reorder, ret / retaliation, rev / revenge, re / rewire, ro / bot, sol / solver, spa / spasm, spi / spire

⚙️ ꒱ Titles

[x] who lives in a non-biological world, [x] who speaks [x] every move, [x] who brings about the end, [x] who disposes of all in [x] way, the incarnation of all unholy, the indestructible mass, [x] from the basement, the creepy robo-child, [x] with an abundance of tendrils, homestead reign of destruction, the exponential end, the absolute solver, the harbinger of destruction, [x] who remains untouched, the mastermind behind the massacres, [x] of organized mischief, the epitome of revenge, [x] who yearns for a spire of corpses, the high [priest/priestess etc.] of hell's chapel

🕳️ ꒱ Genders

absolveric, cyberweaponic, glitchyrobothing, haterix, killbottropic, mechannibal, mechsoulic, nebulabotic (alt), norogirlic, rebelrobotic, robodiment, robotvoidthing, singularic, solvidronic, techainick, vialis, voidbot, wirecoric

bonus: arbab

[heartfullofleeches]

imagine being a childhood friend of sorts to c.c, verona and baron. that'd be nice, just be a fellow imp between the three of them.

a possible extra to add some angst is that maybe you eventually got murdered by an angel, and now you got reincarnated as a human who knows how many years ago. would be funny if they saw you again after so long, now as a human with no knowledge or memories of them.

(Tw: Character death)

"Baron? You can't do it? Do you need help?"

"Shut the fuck up!"

The little imp watches the two brothers converse; the younger switching back to his true from as his sibling shouts. The pair's older sister had been telling them all about human disguises and that most demon's could do with with practice. They began training to do so; Saffron able to do it on his second try while his brother, Baron, still couldn’t even get his eyes to change. Verona preferred not to, but stuck around at the imp's side.

"It's really not that hard. I'll teach you."

"I said I don't need your help, Saffron"

The imp laughs as their friend's stubbornness. They feel a hand on their shoulders as Verona speaks.

"Y/n why don't you try it?"

Both brothers now look at them excitedly.

"Yea!" "It's easy. Just cover your eyes and imagine what you think you'd like as a human." Saffron covers his face with his hands and transform; skin going from violet to pale and his horns and tails disappearing. The imp does the same, picturing themselves as a mortal. They feel a fuzzy feeling before the brothers gasp in surprise. Verona smiles as they pull their hands away.

Saffron runs up to them, grabbing their hand. "Whoa, Y/n, you're super pretty! Let's get human married when we grow up."

"Why do you always say that!" Baron shouts. Saffron often made passes about marriage since the day Verona told them about it.

"It is an interesting practice." Verona chimes in.

"Regardless, let's stay together."

-

It's so cold.

Tear filled eyes stare up at the red sky; blood pooling onto the bed of roses beneath them. Some might think flowers couldn't grow in hell, but Verona somehow made it work. A blurry figure stands in the corner of the demon's eyes; blood falling from the tip of their holy blade. An angel in hell is uncommon. One out for carnage is even more rare.

The figure disappears. As their eyes grow heavy the demon hears a scream. It's hard to tell who it is, but they cradle their body to their chest. It's raining. More silhouettes approach as everything goes dark; pleading for you to open yours eyes.

"Y/n..!" "Y/n!"

You snap back to reality as your friend calls your name. Party music bumps in the background; people dancing not too far the line you were in. A glowing wrist band is around your friend's wrist and yours as well.

"We're up next, lets go." They grav your hand and usher you ahead. They had won vip passes to a concert some artist they liked and asked if you wanted to join.

You're lead by a bouncer to a white door. The sign on it reads, "C.C". He gives you a few instructions before opening the dressing room door. A young man sits in a chair scrolling through his phone. A helmet sits on the table besides him and angel wings stick from the back of his shirt. He holds up two fingers, not even bothering to look up.

"Yo."

Your friend squeals. "I'm so excited to meet you, C.C!"

C.C rolls his neck; a fake smile on his face as he gets ready for his bubbly act. It falls as he sees you standing there in the corner; eyes as big as saucers.

"Y-Y/n?"

You look at him in recognition, but only for your name. C.C climbs from his chair, slowly stepping towards you before he lunges out and grabs your arm. He lets out a raspy laugh, tears developing.

"Y/n! It's really you! You smell like a human, but I can tell. We thought you were dead all those years, we found your body."

You try to pull your arm away. "What are you talking about?! I don't know you."

The hope in his eyes crashes and burns. "You... you don't remember me? It's me, Saffron. Saffy. I always joked about marrying you. It was never a joke, Y/n."

"I don’t know you!" You tear your arm free and bolt of them room, your friend following you confused.

C.C sinks to his needs as he cries. He's never cried in this form; nor since you died. He picks up his discarded phone and dials a number; hiccuping as the line connects.

"C.C? Shit. You never call me, what's up."

"Baron... It's Y/n.. They're alive."

[leighlew3]

For some reason I couldn’t send the link of this post but I could download the picture and send it (hopefully)

This is what I was references in that ask to you lol

Ah. And... yeah. A painful and unnecessary creative choice.

Look, overall I'm loving Picard, despite quite a few issues with some creative choices and contradictions, because this nostalgia is incredible and so appreciated and being able to witness these characters in action again has been WONDERFUL.

That being said... well, I'm about to launch into a ramble.

Buckle up, and keep reading if you'd like...

Picard had an ICONIC legacy female character in an interracial wlw relationship with a dynamic new Black female character -- both women over the age of 50 no less, an amazing thing to explore on screen -- and it worked. And so many fans loved it and felt represented and thrilled to kingdom come. And it fit with the Star Trek brand of inclusion and acceptance in a modern society. It also made Voyager fans of 25 years feel vindicated and seen, having Seven not only confirmed as sapphic, but actually exploring it on screen and finding love, even if a "happy ending" for Seven was never in the cards for many reasons, they could have explored why instead of just sweeping it under the rug off screen and reducing it to one awkward glance between them, a joke from Worf, and that was it. Seven and Raffi deserved better. Queer fans deserved better.

Alas, they tossed it in the trash for no valid reason at all, and at the worst possible time in our current social and political landscape of an outdated and frighteningly dangerous resurgence of homophobia, transphobia, etc. Life imitates art, and art imitates life. And thus, now we see conservative-run media companies catering again to the vocal, hateful little groups and extremist far right fear mongers. There is a very obvious bias of late again against LGBTQ content (especially wlw due to the frightening rise in misogyny yet again lately) across nearly every channel and streamer and studio.

For that matter, even beyond LGBTQ stories, there's also a significant reduction in the exploration of ANY sexuality on screen across the board lately, even for cishet couples. We somehow went from Hollywood being absurdly and unfairly exploitive towards women and putting actors in uncomfortable and unnecessary situations, to some sort of bizarre, puritanical, utterly sexless exploration of romance on screen. And even a reduction of romance entirely in many cases, for that matter. We went from one extreme to the other, and it's absolutely nuts.

Anyway, back on the topic of Picard, the two actresses who previously were captains of the ship and ALL about the pairing have since seemingly now had to backtrack, make excuses for this bizarre decision, or just not speak on it at all. And that's beyond sad.

And again, it makes me concerned that if Seven does get her own spin-off or is a part of a new spin-off again, they'd likely not include Raffi nor explore Seven being with women further. Which would just be LITERALLY going backwards in time to the days of Voyager where many (not all) straight male fans tried to claim her as theirs and theirs alone while reducing her to just "the hot Borg in a cat suit" even though everyone else knew she was three dimensional as hell, one of the best written and acted characters in franchise history, and inherently representative of the LGBTQ community.

Anyway, I really really hope they prove me wrong and Saffi get a satisfying ending in this show, and if nothing else, even if they don't have a future together in other series, any other shows at least continue to embrace Seven's pansexuality. It's important.

Alas right now my trust in creatives in the TV space who are under the pressures of conservative-run media conglomerates... is limited. Even once seeming allies are showing sides to themselves lately that are... concerning, to say the least. People who previously would tell incels to F' off, and weren't afraid to stand up to and block phobes on Twitter are now blocking queer fans for just asking "WTF?" about queer favorites being sidelined or ships being tossed in the trash. People who previously seemed to truly see and value queer fans are now bordering on just using them for clicks and stringing them along on likely hopeless efforts regarding show survival. And people who actually do mean well and usually stand up loud and strong for LGBTQ audiences are suddenly growing very, very quiet if not even in some cases TURNING on their queer fans entirely as TPTB remove more and more wlw content from airwaves and streamer services.

It's all very disheartening. As a writer who has had this conversation so often with producers and executives, I GET IT. The fight is NOT an easy one. And most the time inclusion efforts are flat out shot down. But it feels like so few people are walking the talk anymore. People who capitalized heavily on LGBTQ characters and ships and fans for a few years when it was hot are now turning their backs when the going has gotten rough. And that's frustrating for us all.

But, the good news: these things are often cyclical. So if everybody can hang in there, stay strong, and fight the good fight online and IRL, rock the VOTE, etc and drown out the hateful voices that want the LGBTQ community silenced or worse, then I believe we can set (or force, in many cases) the misguided, fearful, extremist-rightwing-catering media companies back to the proper side of history.

[berrypass-de-murdler]

2. And Then There Was Another One

As of posting this I've actually written episode summaries for 1-85.

THIS IS MY LIFE PEOPLE...

Anyway today's peeps:

Don't really have any ideas for Signor Emerald atm?? Maybe a macaw

Father Mango is next on my to-draw list - I HAD to stop imagining him as Father Gregor from Spooky Month because it was getting ridiculous. Speaking of ridiculous, his head is going to be a literal mango. That's so much better, isn't it!!

MISS SAFFRON - For the one that has a design for this episode, here's Saffie!! I'm not super proud of the drawing but I did like how her pose and design turned out lol. She's a... sheep?? Adorable evil dumbass of course, she seems to be one of the better-loved designs so yaayaaaay!! <3 She's never not seen without a giant grin and despite her issues is actually kind of nice to Logico sometimes??

DON'T READ THE EPISODES UNTIL YOU'VE FINISHED THE FIRST BOOK!!

Logico gets some old man murder news on a secluded island. He wants to defy his boss's orders, but is too curious about such an exotic locale, that he HAS to go. He goes there and meets Signor Emerald, Father Mango, and Miss Saffron. There’s a man body in the water being eaten by tiny sharks which is so appetizing. 

Detective stuff.

MANGO: How can you… I swear to god I’ll… Fuck it all… HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO SUCH A HOLY MAN OF GOD?! LOGICO: Whatever happened to ‘Thou shalt not kill’, you incompetent son of a bitch! 

The end!

I'm sorry this episode is as short as Logico, because nothing really happens in it ;w;

Lore-heavy episodes are longer I swear, and they also get generally longer once my perfect goat son is introduced. But for now, enjoy Saffron! :D Thank you to any and all support I've gotten on this project, I am eternally grateful <3

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[autisticburnham]

Okay, I haven't been liveblogging bc I was eating, but thoughts so far:

It is SO stupid to expect us to believe that a doctor who knew her baby daddy had a genetic disease never ran tests to see if her son had it

I understand that it's to explain what the Dominion War was to returning tng fans who didn't watch ds9, but it's kinda stupid to have a staff meeting to explain what the Dominion War was to a room full of people who, even if they didn't see action, were in Starfleet during the war. They should have thrown Sidney in there at least

I'm so annoyed that it wasn't just a lie while she was undercover and saffi did break up offscreen, fucking again

Happy to see Mica

Showing me clips of Encounter at Farpoint doesn't make me like Picard more, it makes me want to rewatch Encounter at Farpoint

I kinda wish it was actually Moriarty, but either way, a sentient AI running this station in a way where they're unable to communicate is horrifically close to the AI slavery Guinan warned against

Listen, ds9 is my favorite, but it's fucking stupid to act like the Defiant, even as Starfleet's first warship and first ship with a cloaking device, would be more famous than the ship that charted the Delta Quadrant

Even leaving the Defiant out of it, it's stupid to pretend that a ship buff wouldn't know Voyager

And speaking of Voyager, Jack's little line about how we're all stars in the same galaxy but lightyears a part reminds me much more of Janeway's space literally means nothing, the gap between planets, but it at the same time is the thing that binds us all together speech than any of Picard's speeches. Not that I'm trying to draw a parallel between Jack and Janeway, but the throughline with him and Picard really isn't there if he's reminding more of a totally unrelated character

Geordi feels off, but idk if I can verbalize why

[annikasevenshots]

Star Trek Picard: Season 3 Episode 9 Reaction (spoilers)

sorry i missed the previous few i just lowkey did not care i guess

Can't believe I'm watching Troi do FREUDIAN psychoanalysis like that shit would have died out in clinical psychology ages ago

3 guesses as to what Matalas' favourite colour is

Watching Troi on the big screen Deanna you're so pretty

"You will not be alone" me when i lie

Why are they lowkey assassinating Troi's character like this she's stronger than that

"Wait... the Borg have sex?" Raffi Musiker, 1.5 years earlier

Why is Jack awakening so much like Dahj activating bro TM really copied S1's homework but made it white and male

Jack scenes do be taking way too long. Stop monologuing bro no one has time for that

Kind of really don't care about his angst like sir this is literally a wendys you're in space being weird comes with the fucking job now sit down

He literally was never issued the protocols of a father JACK YOU MADE THAT CHOICE FOR HIM WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

"Futility" jack thought he did something huh 💀💀💀

Jack listen to your mother pls i am begging

Why is Beverly just standing there you people are so lame she can literally do so much more than this

Why are these people just allowed into Shaw's ready room whenever tf

Got distracted trying to figure out why the Borg Cube didn't look like a lone Borg Cube but

MMMMMMMMM ENT-F SHIP P*RN WITH FIREWORKS MY FAVOURITE

My mom casually watching with me: OMG IS THIS DATA? :D why is his face no longer gold? :D

DID THEY FUCKING ASSIMILATE RAFFI LMAOOOOOO IM DOWNING THE BOTTLE

wait hold on lemme watch

Speaking of Raffi where tf is she

Oh hey Seven ❤️

THE BORG 🐸🐸🐸 giggling

Bro wtf is going in at Borg HQ

Can't believe you have a literal xB on board and instead of turning to her for help you just give her a headache

Ngl the youngins being assimilated gives huge boomer energy

Bro I can't w yall stop being so unserious

Doesn't escape my notice that everyone on the Titan bridge who's assimilated is a poc 🐸

meanwhile every sober/unassimilated person is white. sure. nice. wonderful. amazing.

We get it you want to please the Star Trek Discovery haters why tf are you like this

grease monkey activate!!!

Sorry i had a minor breakdown over the fact that gen z and poc are synonymous for hive minded enemies in their eyes

sure the villains can be so diverse that white people aren't the villains but the heroes are majority white

sorry for salty

rip shaw

giggled over Saffi i'm going back to rewatch it later

It's the fact that Raffi never intended to leave in the first place for me

"Not a chance" should i make this the new tag for this dumbass ship because i cry every time

aw enterprise <3

deanna yelling at worf <3

In conclusion, I leave you this review from my dad:

"How the hell are they going to fly that big ship with 7 people?"

[the-heartstring-chronicles]

I see something that I have to speak up about.

I am someone who loves found family plots and character bonds. I am someone who has found and extra family.

That is one of the reasons I love TNG . Because they are a found family. Even Riker says so directly this season and while there is Jack, there is also Ro Laren who showed me this season that she was Picard’s daughter.

So no, I did not like the character vibe mix in season 1 and 2 of Picard as much as the one in season 3. But that does not mean Trek or Trek viewers or even the script put biology over connections this season.

And while I love Laris as a character, I did not think she had great onscreen romantic chemistry with Jean Luc from what I’ve seen. ( Though I love reading triad fic about the three) I would have rather P/L just stayed awesome friends in canon. I think that good chemistry really matters. I also think choosing your soulmate over a newer relationship is a valid choice. And doesn’t mean you’re stuck in a rut, it means you have a connection with someone that will always be stronger than anything else. That’s real life and it’s also nice for long time viewers of the first paring. Please don’t take issue with us enjoying true love perhaps prevailing when the world is so crappy. It’s not bad writing, it just means something long term somewhat paid off in the end. And not even fully.

I do think there should have been a line about Jean Luc and Laris having different needs going forward. That should have been there. For respect to Laris But we are not crappy fans or watching crappy TV because we finally halfway got something that mattered to us.

I have been critical of Picard where I find it warranted, and I am annoyed that Saffi was backtracked . I find that gross. And unfair and without reason. But I also find it annoying that P/C wasn’t even completely paid off when P/C shippers are still being told we like crappy TV and didn’t respect Laris because we prefer P/C.

[raffaelamusiker]

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🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

⏰🚀🔮👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽👩🏾

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

There’s so many but imma go with ‘can’t keep my hands to myself’ (nsfw) bc it’s one of my most favourite gifts

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

This probably won’t count but I don’t speak to Alyx much on here so… @annikasevenshots

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

Let me ramble about shit 😂 or put great tags in posts tbh

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

Kinda hard but it’s gonna be my partner, my besties and Saffi

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

I’m sure there’s many. Probably some 16th century France stuff tbh. Recently I went into a lot about wormholes.

🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity

I did this on another ask game but I always fine talking to people about ideas helpful and going back and forth. Also try something you’ve never done before. And let yourself rest!

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

I love and appreciate all comments but my favourite are probably when people quote things and also when people pick up on something I did deliberately.

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

Usually 1st person. If the vibes are instantly off. And if it’s all one big paragraph. Also when people don’t tag properly

[quinnharperwrites]

The Isles of Blirrosia: Chapter Two

Taglist: @anonymousfoz, @kaiarchives, @awleeofficial, and @immortaladrien

(Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist! Also, I found a proofreader!)

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“Finally! A break!” a pale, redheaded girl exclaimed. 

“You’ve only had two classes so far,” Saffron said as she sat on the grass, careful not to sit on her magenta hair. “And don’t forget you have one more today, Lai!”

Lai practically threw herself on the ground. “Ugh, don’t remind me. I’m going to be so tense without you there! Sometimes, I wish we had the same aptitude.”

“We’re both manipulators—isn’t that enough?”

“Yeah, us and 11% of the grade!”

“That isn’t a lot…”

“But if you think about it, most of the other types manipulate too. Like, physiological aptitudes manipulate physiology. Science and technology aptitudes manipulate science and technology. See what I mean?”

Well, she certainly wasn’t wrong. “Okay, I admit it, you’re right. But you took your medication this morning, right?”

“I did, I did, don’t worry, Mom. You don’t have to check all the time,” Lai groaned. “But, while we’re on the topic, how was it this morning?”

“When the police files on the guy said that he was a Stardust Absrober, I got a bit excited. But after looking at previous altercations and fighting him myself? I think I have the right to be disappointed, Lai. However,” she folded her arms, “I wasn’t there for my own entertainment. What matters is that another criminal is where he belongs, so the city is one step closer to staying safe.”

Lai snickered when she said that. “That’s the spirit! Think of it like this, Saffy-Taffy! At least you got some more hands-on practice.”

“As if she needed it,” a new voice replied. Saffron turned to see her other friend, Zain Bolton, plop on the grass across from them. “Saffron, you get so many opportunities these days. And why are we sitting on the grass in the middle of winter?”

“Don’t look at me,” Saffron said, pointing to Lai, “It was all her idea.”

“And you agreed?!”

“Yes, she did! It’s better out here than indoors anyways.” The weather had somewhat improved from the morning. The sky was now clear, and because the sun was no longer obstructed, it was feeling more temperate. “I can feel my fire pumping through my veins!”

“Better for you, maybe. And you know your aptitude doesn’t work like that, right?”

“Of course, I do, Zain! Don’t act like such a know-it-all. That’s basic information. Speaking of, can you believe that Professor Blume actually gave us this project? As freshman? At the Rosia City University of Heroics, no less.”

“Wait, what project?”

“Oh wait, you weren’t there this morning. Zain you tell her.”

“Professor Blume gave us a history project–”

“She doesn’t even teach history!”

“Shut up, Lai. As I was saying, she gave us a history project about the Pre-Modern Eras.”

“Why would we even need a project about that?! Everyone with half a brain knows the story! We’ve been in school for over 13 years and–”

“Lai, let the man speak! I wanna know how much I have to suffer.”

“Thank you, Saffron,” Zain grinned. “Anyways, we at least were able to pick which era we wanted, but we have to write a 10-paged research paper and make a PowerPoint presentation.”

“Oh hell no. What is this, high school?” Professor Blume was nefarious for assigning projects that belonged in a high school (or maybe even a middle school) class. “Okay, what are the groups?”

“That’s the worst part!” Lai yelled. “There aren’t any! She said it was strictly individual!”

“I decided to go with the Uzarian Era,” Zain declared. “It’s a long period, but it shouldn’t be too bad.”

“I’m going with the Acclimization Era. It’s only thirteen years long, so it’s an easy pass.”

“I guess that leaves me with the Readjustment Era.”

“What! Aren’t you gonna choose the same one as me?” Lai playfully whined. “We could make a pretty good team, Saffronator, don’t you think?”

“After what happened last time? No thanks. And how do you come up with all of these atrocious nicknames?”

“I’ll never tell! Anyways, you let me,” Lai smirked.

“Careful,” Saffron warned. “You’re starting to sound like a nuisance that I know all too well.”

“Oh dang. I forgot that fleabag was there with you.”

“What did he do this time, Saffron?” Zain asked.

“It certainly wasn’t as bad as it has been in the past, and it definitely wasn’t as bad as it 

could’ve been. He just asked me for coffee this time.”

“And you kicked him in the face, right?”

“Of course, she didn’t, Lai!” Zain scolded. “She obviously kicked him in the crotch.”

“I didn’t do either,” she sighed. “I said no and flew away.”

“I don’t know how you haven’t snapped at him, Saffron. I would’ve toasted him by now.”

“Yeah, and I would’ve used the remaining smoke to choke him. This guy has been harassing you nonstop since you turned eighteen. You don’t deserve this.”

“Well, I agree. But, if you did that, you both would’ve gotten a hefty fine. They might’ve even considered revoking your license.” 

“You’re right,” Zain sighed. “Not to mention, the public wouldn’t be too pleased.”

“I don’t know what they see in him if I’m being honest,” Lai started. “I mean, they treat him like an idol, at least some of them.”

It was no secret that Sensation was one of the most popular heroes ever. Definitely the most popular of their time, ever since Saffron’s parents retired.

“It’s not like there’s anything we can do about it,” Saffron replied.

“Actually, there is. Report him. You don’t owe him anything, Saffron,” Zain said firmly.

“It’s not worth it! He’s a beloved hero and a really good one, too. Blirrosia can’t afford to lose him.”

“It doesn’t matter! He keeps harassing you!” Zain retorted. “And he keeps getting into your dorm somehow. So now it’s not only you who’s suffering, but Mimi as well! Is that what she deserves? Is that what you deserve?”

“...”

“Okay, Zain. You’ve made your point. Getting heated won’t solve anything.”

“You know I’m right though.”

The trio fell silent. Zain’s smoky eyes bore into Saffron’s, staring into her soul. Eventually, she let her eyes drop to a patch of dandelion-speckled grass in front of her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Lai clench her jaw and cross her arms. She knew that the redhead hated conflict—it made her anxious. She was responsible for this, even if it was indirect. Just when she was about to respond, Zain sighed, before speaking again.

“Crap, I’m sorry, to both of you. I shouldn’t have escalated things like that.”

“No, you have a point. I just don’t see what I can do. And, not going to lie, this whole Matteo thing isn’t my biggest concern right now.” She stood up. “I have more important fish to fry.”

“I guess. I just worry for you sometimes Saffron. It seems like you’re always in the limelight, even when you don’t want to be.”

“Eh, I blame the parents,” Lai mused. “Before, it was Sabryna Solis this, Emil Solis that. Once they had kids, they practically declared the press as distant relatives.”

They all laughed. Trust Lai to make a joke to lighten the mood. “Ok,” Saffron started, “I’m going to head to my dorm, then I’ll start training early. I’ll see you two at dinner.”

“Yeah, I should get going too. I’m going to talk to Professor Zimmerman before class about my physical form. Bye,” Lai called out before walking off. 

“What about you, Zain?” Saffron asked. 

“I think I’ll stay out here a little longer. Soak up some sun.”

“What happened to you complaining about being outside?” she teased.

“No!” he protested, “I was complaining about sitting on the wet grass. Not about staying outside. Nice try, though.”

“Whatever you say, Zain. Whatever you say,” Saffron said before walking towards the dorms. “See you later!”

“Wait, Saffron!”

She paused mid-stride and turned back to face him. “Yeah?”

“I am truly sorry for being so harsh.”

“It’s fi–”

“No, it’s not. I was out of line.” He took a deep breath and looked at the sky for a moment, then made eye contact. “If…if you ever need me, I’ll be there.”

“Thanks,” Saffron smiled. “You mean a lot to me. Lai, too.”

“You deserve the best,” he said. “Both of you! I’m glad that you can call me a friend,” he rushed.

Saffron didn’t know what to say to that. She and Lai have been best friends for as long as they can remember, but they only met Zain after their first year of high school. The heartfelt turn in the conversation surprised her, even the apology left her shocked—he wasn’t wrong.

“Me too. But, you don’t have to apologize.” He was about to contradict her, but she stopped him again. “Really, it’s fine. You were right. I should be more proactive.”

“Well, I’m glad you realized that, Saffron.”

“Yeah…I’ll see you around, Zain! Thanks again.”

“Don’t worry about it, Saffy. Goodbye!”

As she was walking back inside, she felt someone watching her, so she turned around and saw Zain still looking at her; she waved and he waved back before quickly turning away. She chuckled to herself, turned back, and kept going on her way. But for some reason, the feeling didn’t subside.

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[townofcadence]

Muse Information - Saffron Seileán

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Basic Information:

Full Name: Saffron Seileán (Sh-eyl-yan)

Nicknames: Saffy-Taffy, Saff

Age: 26

Date of Birth: He doesn't really celebrate (July 21st)

Nationality: American

Accent: American, but voice sound is a little uneven because he has anxiety speaking. kinda a so-cali accent almost underneath that

Blood Type: B

Pronouns: He/Him or They/them

Sexuality: He knows he's gay, but he's questioning if he might be bi

Relationship Status: Single [crush on Jace]

Occupation: Florist and Owner of flower shop The Flower Trellis

Physical Traits:

Height: 5’7” (170.18 cm)

Weight: 267 Lbs. (121.11 kg)

Eye Color(s): red

Hair Color(s): a cool green, with brighter warm green

Notable Features: two toned hair in cool and warm greens, with a pair of square wire-frame glasses. he has a prosthetic hand with a wood patterned design and almost consistently muddy work boots. his overalls have a small frog on the pocket, as well as lillipads for pockets. he has tattooes on his left bicep, and on his neck, and a link cuffed earring of a flower pot and forget-me-nots on one ear, and a green fern on the other. he often wears a shift with mushrooms on the sleeves.

Nature: anxious, gentle, nuturing, timid, outdoorsy

Art Ref (will be updated when possible):

[treason-and-plot]

[previous]

Saffron asks Connor if he can find an empty box or shoebox. He finds a shoebox in his wardrobe and she lays the dead bird in it while Connor takes another couple of swigs from the vodka bottle.

“Where are we going to bury him?” she says. Connor wipes his mouth and thinks for a few moments.

“There’s a cottonwood tree at the bottom of the garden that I think he’d have really liked, if he'd been an outside bird,” says Connor. “Let’s bury him under there.”

“Cool,” says Saffron. She wrinkles her nose. “Is there somewhere I can wash my hands? I've got bird germs all over them.”

Connor gives her a wounded look.

“There’s a bathroom through there,“ he says. When she comes out he is sitting on the bed with his head in his hands, the box next to him.

"Let's go," he says, picking up the box. She follows him downstairs to the back garden, moonlight spangling the surface of a large swimming pool. Connor leads her past the pool to a grassed area bordered by a rockery and hands her the box and tells her to wait here. He disappears up the side of the house and returns a minute later with a shovel. He proceeds to silently dig a hole while Saffron stands holding the dead cockatiel in its cardboard coffin, glancing around her at the landscaped surroundings. She thinks that this is one of the most most surreal activities she has ever participated in. Connor is grunting with exertion and she almost has an attack of the giggles but manages to compose herself. Once he has dug a deep enough hole he takes the shoe box from her and places it tenderly inside, then fills the hole in. He kneels on the ground and closes his eyes. His lips are moving but he is not speaking aloud. Saffron clasps her hands in front of her and tries to conjure up an air of solemnity. She can't believe that all this effort and emotion has been exerted on a bird, for God's sake. After what seems like an eternity Connor gets unsteadily to his feet.

"Thank you, Saffy," he says. "Thank you for being here for me." He takes a step towards her, his eyes shiny, and she gives a tight smile and turns quickly back towards the house.

"Hey, I'm going to grab some of that leftover pizza," she says. "I'm starving."

[patchworkheartouija]

Alone - PH SaFaria Drabble

(Trying to get back in the swing of writing these dumbasses, might do more stuff, or maybe do a Kim-Ly Drabble later. Maybe both.

Contains sex jokes because Faria and raging because Sapphire. Was originally planned to contain reference to Sapphire’s forgotten past but I couldn’t fit that in.)

The clock ticks on the wall as Faria observes her friend.

Sapphire has been sitting in place for the last… 6 hours now? Staring at the wall.

“Ok this is just creepy as shit Saffie.” Faria tries. Her attempt to talk to the albino unfortunately fails.

The clock strikes 2PM and Sapphire rises from her seat and starts to walk down a nearby hallway, her metallic shoes making loud clanking noises, confused the cat follows after her.

“Wanna explain what that shit was?”

“What shit.”

“YOU STARED AT A WALL FOR 6 HOURS!!!”

“It was 70 minutes. We all know you cannot tell time.”

“Still unreasonable… unless minutes are like those REALLY short time measurements…”

“They are not. They are the shortest viable to use for this. If I were to use seconds the number would appear far higher than it is. 6 hours is a count I have no idea how you achieved.

“I guessed.”

“Ah of course.”

“I still think I’m right.”

“Your voice is so grating.”

“My voice is sexy you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Sapphire turns to glare at her, Faria just laughs hysterically.

“Soooooo anyway were we going chief?”

“That is for me to know and you to find out.”

“Harsh.”

“I did not ask for nor did I want for you to follow me.”

“Ah but it’s a big place. You could get lost. All alone… cold… trapped.” Ok now she’s just projecting.

“Unlikely I have lived here on my own for several years.”

“Several whats?”

“OKAY.”

“Wooof someone’s angry.”

“I’M NOT ANGRY I- just prefer being alone ok?”

“Hmmmmmmm… well I prefer not that and my siblings are being boring and hunting rats right now and rats really taste like shit here so I’m gonna be following you.”

“Why. Why would you ever want to follow me around!?”

“Because you make cute noises when you’re angry Saff.”

Sapphire resists the urge to scream, that’s what Faria wants.

“You’re a dick Nightingale.”

“Eh?”

“I was… I was calling you by your last name.”

“Ohhhh… right.”

“You are just… so dumb.”

“I’m brilliant.”

“Delusional.” They reach a meat locker, which Sapphire throws open and starts to walk inside, the stupid metal shoes making loud clanks against its also metallic floor. Sapphire follows her inside.

“You’re just never gonna leave me alone, huh?”

“Oh you love me~”

“I do not. I am 5 seconds away from beating you to death.”

“You can’t.”

“And why not?”

“See you’re very tiny and I’m quite large and in the world of beating people to death, I win.”

“I could shock you.”

“Yeah like when you restarted my heart after I drowned because you were scared I died and declared me your best friend.”

“WE DO NOT SPEAK OF MY ACTIONS NEAR THE TIME OF OUR MEETING!!!!!”

“You don’t. I do.”

Sapphire gives an exaggerated sigh. “Why are you like this?”

“Sexy? Dunno I was born this way.”

“Annoying.”

“Oh because it’s funny. And makes me sexier.”

“You simply lack a fear of death to a scale I just… I just can’t understand.”

“Ok two things. 1, I peg death and spit in its face, 2, you are the single most confusingly harmless monster I have ever met. Like what can you DO? You can like occasionally let out a small shock and effectively pretend to be a person despite looking like Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas’s frumpy cousin-“

“Never say that again.”

“-but like what do you DO? You seem to THINK you have the physical strength to fight someone but you DON’T. You’re not even like physically intimidating enough to make that threat towards… like most teenagers.”

“STOP.”

“And I don’t mean like monster kids there are some small ones and some giant ones I’m using the average of human kids. I myself was a pretty big kid not to brag. I could beat your ass at 9.”

“If you do not cease this behaviour I will be forced to act.”

“Act HOW?” Faria says, easily picking Sapphire up with one hand. “You don’t even weigh much.”

“Put me down Nightingale.”

“I can PUNT you.”

“PUT ME DOWN.”

“Wow you are just… convinced you can fight me. It’s almost inspiring to be honest.”

“I WILL.”

“I kinda feel bad for you but I also don’t because this is really funny.”

“My height makes me no less dangerous.”

“Ok true Katia is like smaller than you by a bit in standard form and she doesn’t need to get much bigger to destroy an army but you’re harmless with no actual useful abilities for a fight so the fact you barely reach my hips just becomes another debuff.”

“I WILL SHOCK YOU!”

“Fucking do it then.” There’s a moment of silence and nothing happens. “Yeah I fucking thought so.” Faria places Sapphire down. “So where to chief!”

Sapphire glares at her for a moment. If looks could kill, Faria would be completely fine right now.

Sapphire sighs in annoyance and keeps walking, eventually reaching a wall.

“Ooh a new wall to stare at, fun.”

“Silence Nightingale.”

“No.”

Sapphire picks up a screwdriver from her pocket, and starts to take out random screws from the wall, many are already missing.

“Ok I need to know, the fuck are you doing man?”

“Do not speak like we are friends.”

“We are, you admitted that back on the island.”

“I was lying or something- I don’t know. Why are you sticking around there’s a whole world out there.”

“Because my instincts have decided I like you and I want to see where this goes.”

“I swear to god if your instincts think I’m your MATE.”

“They might I’m not sure. Never had this before.”

“Great. The giant grinning cat fucker might want to breed with me. We’re both girls idiot it doesn’t work like that.”

“Homophobic much?”

“I’m not I’m just saying I’m not a viable mate from an evolutionary standpoint.”

“Nature don’t give a shit. Nature just says “look tiny ragdoll maybe zombie thing who rages constantly like an angry toddler who wears a tie. Cute.” Doesn’t matter WHAT you got in your pants. And who knows you could grow a dick.” Faria jokes.

“I hate this conversation so much.”

“Fair.”

“I hate you so much.”

“You don’t though.”

“Keep fooling yourself.”

“Why do you want me to leave Sapphire?”

“Huh?” The albino turns around.

“Look I mean I get it, the mating joke, the making fun of your height… I’m annoying I get that. But you know it’s nothing more than that, and you yourself said we are friends. So why do you want me to leave? You brought me here yourself. You’ve never made any active attempt to get rid of me or even make me stop following you around. Yet you keep telling me you want me gone.”

“…” Sapphire seems to be shaking.

“Why do you want me to leave?”

“I… have been alone so long.”

“Do you like being alone?”

“I can’t remember. I can’t remember anything about who I am.”

“It’s not a memory it’s a question about you as a person. Do you like people?”

“No…”

“Do you like being completely alone.”

“I thought I did.”

“What changed.”

“I got shoved into a metal crate with a feral monster that licked my face.”

“So me? I’m what made you question if you wanted to be alone. Sounds like YOU’RE the one thinking of ME as a mate. Are you sure you really don’t have any instincts?”

“…Ah well maybe I do. None of that variety. I have a distinct desire not to see under my skin. When I have been injured my body forced me to close my eyes until I could stitch the wound closed. I still find the lack of blood to be odd.”

“Whatever the case, looks like you’re stuck with me! Also I have an urge to find a seam ripper.”

“Can you really not take anything seriously?”

“With you, kinda? Maybe? Answer unclear ask later.”

“I oddly don’t mind that…”

“Well when you’re done unscrewing shit for no reason maybe you can help me try to make a rat trap so Kat and Zero can stop chasing them around.”

“I… think I’d like that.”

[happenstobehere]

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1. My favourite fic of yours

‘Measure your life in love’ or ‘come along with me’ or ‘run your hands through my hair’.

2. My favourite chapter in my favourite fic

All the chapters of ‘whole again’ but especially when Tsia and Clyde come to see Emily.

3. The best character you’ve written for

The one and only Emily Prentiss. But your Seven is amazing too.

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Prosely and Saffi but I’m biased.

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Impossible, I’ve read them all (I think).

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Polycule playing pokemon. How soft Tsia and Clyde are with little Emily 🥺

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When you hit feelings right on the head and you speak the words that are hard to word sometimes.

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