#so heavily…I really just wanted to see a fun legally blonde type of thing

[plainthroat]

I went to see Barbie with my friends and I was so unbelievably pissed the whole time. Taking mushrooms always turns me into this hardcore feminist in a way that I get so overwhelmed with the unfairness of it all and I was watching the whole thing with disgust

[sacred-algae]

Nights Like These

It's no secret that Todd is bad at feelings. Bad at expressing them, bad at handling them. Really bad at handling them. Because Dirk has a boyfriend. A boyfriend who isn't Todd. And it tears him apart. All he ever feels any more is hopelessness. And tonight was no different. Until it was. It was about to be VERY different.

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 2,851

       It was nights like these where Todd didn’t like to think. He wished he was incapable of thinking. Screw that, he wished he didn’t love him. 

       He’d never been in love before and oh how he wishes he wasn’t right now. 

       Because this sucked. It hurt like hell. 

       Having to see him every day. See his beautiful smile and perfect eyes and know that he didn’t love him back.

       Being in love with Dirk was one thing a month ago. 

       He always knew he liked him, well, not always, but when he realized he was in love with him… That was another story. 

       He felt like he was walking on air when he realized it. He realized how lucky he was to have him in his life and how happy he made him.

       He even started flirting with him, to no avail but he still did.

       And it felt right. One day he would get the courage to ask him out. 

        But before that day came… the worst day of his life came. 

       He got a boyfriend.

       A boyfriend that wasn’t Todd.

       And ever since then it’s been “Brett this, Brett that,” and he wanted to punch that bastard right in the nose!

       … But he made Dirk happy. And so Todd was happy if he was happy.

       Scratch that. Todd was very unhappy. 

       He wanted to die every time Brett kissed Dirk, he wanted to cry every time he saw them holding hands, he wanted to punch the wall when he heard the exchange of pet-names, he wanted to scream every time smiled at his phone after getting a text from him.

       He was miserable. He had gone from being depressed before Dirk to being the happiest in his life to being happier to being even more depressed and it was horrible.

        So yes, he thought about this every night. What made this night worse than the other nights, what made this night “nights like these”?

       It was date night. 

       The night of the week where he wanted to curl up in a ball and cry. 

       So he did. 

       And he sobbed.

        And to make matters worse, his episodes have always been more emotionally fueled so “date night” was always a reliable alarm clock for his body to betray him. 

       And to make matters even worse, it was their one month anniversary, and Dirk was all excited about their big date.

       So he had to buckle up for a long, sleepless, painful, night.

        And his first attack of the night was over.

       He sat on the bathroom floor, huddled in the corner between the sink cabinet and the wall, shaking violently as his post-attack nerves calmed down. Breathing heavily as tears streamed down his hot face, head whirring.

       And it was only 10:00.

        It was only 10:00 when he heard a knock on his door. 

        Stumbling, he stood up and wiped his eyes on his flannel sleeve as he approached the door.

       And he was ready to kill a bitch when he saw who was on the other side of the door, sobbing.

       “Oh my god, Dirk what happened? Are you ok?” 

       He flung himself into Todd’s arms. “He pulled a Warner, Todd,” he choked between tears.

       “He pulled a what?” Todd stood flabbergasted, not quite sure on whether or not he should return the hug, but then he did, Dirk needed him.

       “Like that musical, Pink Lawyer.”

       “Oh, you mean Legally Blonde? And that was a movie before it was a musical.”

       “But I like the musical better. I like the song 'Gay or European', it's like a song about me.”

       “Whatever you say, Dirk. What happened, what do you mean he pulled a Warner?” And then it hit him, “Oh my god, he didn’t!”

       “Mmhmm,” Dirk gave a sad, affirmative hum and nodded into Todd’s shoulder.

       “On your anniversary?! THAT DICK!”

       Dirk laughed slightly.

       “What-” Todd wasn’t good at this, in fact, he was very bad at this. “What do you need?”

       Dirk pulled back and looked at Todd confused. His eyes red, swollen, and glossy. He hated seeing him like this. He wanted to hold him until the end of time and make sure he was never upset again. The things he was going to say to Brett- but he needed to focus on Dirk right now.

       “I mean, you came to me for a reason, right? What do you need?”

       He stood silent for a moment, not really understanding the question. In all honesty, his brain couldn’t process much at the moment. “Right, why I’m here, um, yes! I-” he sighed, “I don’t know. Universe said I should come here.”

       Damn you universe,  Todd thought. 

       “Ok.” His mind shuffled around the possible answers to this. In the past he would have made some flirty joke like, “oh, the universe wanted you to be here, huh?” or something or other but he wasn’t past Todd. He was present Todd and he would be there for Dirk. And he doubted the universe actually wanted that to be honest. He would always just be friends with Dirk. Hopelessly and endlessly. “Come in then, want to talk?”

       “Maybe,” he sniffed as he walked in. “I don’t know. I just want to be here.” He paused for a moment. “Do you have any tea?”

       Todd smiled, “Always.” He walked over to the kitchenette and dug through the pantries as Dirk sat down. “What type?”

       Dirk beamed, “You have more than one type? You don’t even like tea.”

       Todd had started keeping tea around in case of situations like these. Not break-ups specifically, he hadn’t planned for those, but any situation where Dirk needed some comfort. And he didn’t know what Dirk preferred so he just bought a lot of different types.

       “Yeah, what type?”

       “I don’t know. Do you have lemon? Sour tea to fit my sour mood.” He sunk into the sofa. 

       “Don’t be like that, Dirk.” He heated up a mug of water in the microwave, receiving a wince from Dirk but he was just happy Todd was trying. “I’m assuming you want milk and sugar in it?”

       “Yes, please.” Todd chuckled. 

       He put the teabag in the mug and grabbed the milk carton, a spoon, and the sugar and clumsily carried it all back to the couch. 

       “Thank you, Todd.” He smiled through his pooling grey-blue eyes.

       They sat like that for a while. Staring at the wall. A million thoughts flooding through their heads.

       The main one in Todd’s head? He was going to fucking kill Brett. He should have fucking known, with a name like Brett. And his stupid books, and his stupid sweater vests, and his stupid perfect hair, and his stupid collection of snobby tea. Now that he thinks about it he was really perfect for Dirk, Dirk didn’t want some punk-reject. He wanted an elegant refined man, not a scrumpy hobbit asshole of a man. NO! Brett was a dick. An absolute dick and he hurt Dirk. No one hurts Dirk on Todd’s watch. Not unless they want to get killed. 

       It wasn’t like he couldn’t do it. He could blame it on a holistic situation next case. Yes, brilliant. He would find some way to drag him into it push him into the danger. It was perfect, foolproof, and oh my fucking god was he really plotting a murder right now? He needed to focus on Dirk. Who had just started crying again, oh god he was bad at this. 

       Todd looked over to him. He sat rigidly. The warm mug in his hands, somewhat of a grounding stim, his head tucked into his chest as his tears fell. 

       He cleared his throat and nervously spoke up. “Need to talk about it? Sometimes venting helps.”

       Dirk bit his lip and wordlessly nodded before turning to Todd.

       “It was a stupid reason, really,” he sniffled.

       “Any reason to break up with someone as amazing as you is stupid in my books.” Dirk smiled. Smiling was good.

       “No. There are plenty of good reasons. I’m annoying, I talk too much, I’m dangerous, I’m an idiotic fool-”

       “Stop with all the negative talk,” Todd said sternly.

       “But it really was a stupidly stupid reason. I… I was telling him the story of our cases-”

       “Ooo which one?”

       “The Coconut Caper.” He set the mug down on the coffee table with the rest of the stuff Todd had brought out.

       “That was a fun one,” They laughed for a moment reminiscing on it. The Coconut Caper was one of their more… well… heated cases. There was a lot of tension there on both their parts, but both of them only recognized his own feelings and was completely oblivious as to the other’s.

       “So I was telling him the story and out of nowhere, he got mad! He said… he said he was tired of hearing about you.”

       What?

       “That it’s always ‘Todd, this and Todd, that’ and he was sick of it. And- and,” he stuttered to get the words out. “And said he was sick of it, and that it was all I ever talked about and- and,” He fell into Todd’s shoulder, covering his face with his hands. Regretting what he was about to say before he even said it, but Todd asked so he would say it. He would play it off as if it wasn’t true. “He said he thought I was in love with you… and then he dumped me!”

       A question burned into the back of Todd’s mind. A question he knew he shouldn’t ask for fear of losing everything, and pushing Dirk farther than he needed tonight... But the question remained, it refused to leave. It wasn’t going to go away unless he asked. 

       So Todd made the rash decision to ask said question, a decision he knew as the sentence formed out of his mouth he would later regret as he already knew the answer but something told him he didn’t know the full truth. He needed the full truth. He needed all of it. 

       And so he asked the question.

       “Dirk, do you love me?” His voice shook like the after-shock in a house seated across the street from a quarry. His face burning hot, his own eyes filling with salty betrayal. 

       “Uh-buh-buh-buh,” He sat up abruptly, straightening himself out, his mouth flapped like a fish. “What an odd question, Todd.” Dirk sat back up with a very bad look of hiding the truth. Todd almost let the corners of his mouth upturn. He thought he knew the answer, and he thought it might be the one he wanted after all of this time. 

       “Dirk, answer the question.” His voice slowly losing its tough persona.

       “You see, it’s a very complex answer, that question, Todd.”

       “Answer the goddamn question!”

       “Ok fine. You want the truth? Here’s the truth! I’m in love with you... I always have been but I know you don’t love me and so that’s why I started dating Brett.” 

       “Dirk-” His voice even softer now, a pang in his chest, heartbreaking at the thought of Dirk not knowing and feeling the way he did, knowing Dirk felt all of the pain Todd did.

       “LET ME FINISH. I thought if I dated someone else I would forget about you and stop loving you but the truth is I can’t.” He started crying, again. “I can’t forget you. I can’t, Todd. I’m sorry-”

       “Dirk-” More insistent.

       “SHUT UP FOR ONE BLOODY FUCKING MINUTE AND LET ME FUCKING GET THIS OVER WITH BECAUSE THIS IS FUCKING HARD!” Woah. He shouted at the top of his lungs before returning to normal, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Half apologizing for freaking out and half apologizing for his feelings. “I am. I can’t help it, I can’t help that I love you but I do.”

       He sped up almost incoherently, vomiting out words, not caring if he was repeating himself or saying things that didn’t make sense. Let him choose his words and tone for this ok? Like he said, this was hard. “Just promise me, promise me you won’t leave because I don’t think I could take it because honestly you saved my life in so many ways not only physical and I couldn’t bear if you left so promise me you won't leave and I don’t care if you aren’t my best friend anymore just don’t drop off the face of the earth and promise me-”

       “Dirk-”

       “SHUT UP, TODD.”

       “I LOVE YOU!”

        Dirk jolted back, not quite sure if he heard Todd right. If his mind was playing tricks on him, if Todd was playing tricks on him.

       “Oh, now you’re just being cruel.” His voice accusatory.

       “No, I do!” His voice defensive.

       “You’re just saying that to shut me up. Because I’m annoying and stupid and-”

       “What did I say about saying that about yourself?” 

       “Not to.” He pouted, “But you don’t. I think I would have figured that out by now.”

       “I didn’t figure it out”

       “Yes, but you’re just saying that. How do I know you love me?”

       Todd smiled. The first time he smiled that night. 

        “Because I do. Because you changed me. You made me a better person. And my life was boring before I knew you. And it sucked. And I know that doesn’t mean much but this does. And I wish you could see yourself like I do. The amazing, kind, wonderfully-crazy, funny and, not going to lie, sexy man you are.” Dirk chuckled and hid his face. “I want you to know that you make my life better. You give me a meaning and purpose I didn’t have before. You make me happy, Dirk. You make me so happy. And I hope that’s enough for you to know that I do love you and I’m not just ‘saying it’.”

        “I’m sorry, Todd.” He looked up, holding back more tears. This was a night very much filled with tears.

       Todd shook his head confused, “For what?”

       “For yelling, and assuming you were lying.”

       “Nah, I get it. I’m an asshole. I wouldn’t believe me either.”

       “Ok, if I’m not allowed to say I’m stupid and annoying you  definitely  aren’t allowed to call yourself an asshole. We both know how I feel about you calling yourself that.”

       “Ok, how about dickhead?” He laughed and Dirk playfully shoved him. 

       “That might be worse.”

       All of the anxiety was slowly wearing off, and it left them in a quiet moment. 

       A very quiet moment.

       Too quiet.

       They stared at each other, smiling. Heat rising to their faces, ok maybe they were just too angry and sad to notice it earlier but they were both made suddenly aware of their red faces. 

       “God, this is awkward,” Dirk mumbled as he twiddled with his thumbs. 

       “Yep,” Todd replied.

       Silent again. 

       How did they manage that?

       And then Dirk realized something. 

       Something big.

       His eyes widened and Todd immediately recognized the expression. Dirk had figured something out. Something holistic.

       And before Todd had any time to respond. Any time to process…

        Dirk’s mouth was on his.

        He leapt forward, not thinking, much like he did with everything in his life. He never thought. Ever. It was quite relaxing actually. 

       Unaware of his brute force, that combined with Todd’s shock had sent them spiraling backwards into the couch. Todd’s eyes wide.

       And all he could think, well, no, he couldn’t think. All he could  feel  was, “Oh my god this is actually happening! Is this happening? It better be fucking happening, and holy shit his lips are soft- ” Soft despite the fact that the kiss was awkwardly aggressive and very quick. It all happened in about a second. One second before Dirk realized what he had done.

       He pulled back extremely suddenly, but still hovering over Todd as the couch swallowed him whole, cheeks fire-engine red, spilling out his words in a perfectly Dirk-y way. 

       “Oh-my-god-I’m-so-sorry-I-didn't-ask-first-and-I-didn't-think-and-I-just-did-and-did-I-just-mess-up-did-I-misjudge-the-situation-I’m-so-stupid-and-oh-no-am-I-squishing-you?!”

       And Todd just smiled and grabbed the sides of his jacket, pulling his face back down to his, and he kissed him. This time properly. 

       And Dirk melted at the touch. This was nothing like kissing Brett, this felt right, safe, home. Like the entire universe had been preparing for this moment. 

       It started soft and slow, meant to show Dirk how much he meant everything he said, how much he loved him. And then he started to realize that it was finally happening, and he hungered for more, and Dirk obliged, sending their kiss deeper and deeper. Fully enveloping themselves in each other, in this perfect kiss, this perfect moment. This moment where everything was as it was supposed to be for once. 

       All they could think of was each other and how for the love of God had they not done this sooner.

       Breathless, Todd pulled back and moved his arms around Dirk’s neck, and looked fondly into his eyes.

       “I-I think… I think I know why the universe wanted me to come here.” Dirk breathed with a wide smile brandishing his swollen, pink lips.

       Todd laughed, “You think?”

[eshtarwind]

Tokyo 7th Sisters Character Commentary - Mimori Matsuri

Other character commentary:

Seto Ferb - Kawasumi Sisala - Shiratori Tomoe - Yukuhashi Ei - Yamai Sawori - Echizen Murasaki

Warning: may contain spoilers from the following character episodes and novels: Episode 1.5 (Matsuri) - Episode 2.5 (Matsuri, Tasha) - Episode 3.0 (Matsuri, Yumeno, Murasaki) - QoP 3.0 - QoP novel

Mimori Matsuri (三森マツリ）

Our resident gamer and drummer of Queen of Purple unit, she is the girl with short bangs and blonde hair with otaku goods in her hands. Matsuri is 21 years old, the second oldest in all Nanasis idols (second only to our teacher Miwako), but among the smallest. She claims that she is good in any game genre, from crane game to RPG to love sim and so on. She works part time for a living and especially to fulfill her gaming expenses. She begins picking up drums after being asked to join by Ferb, who saw her playing drumming game in game center with highest difficulty plus fade, shuffle, randomized note effect and hit perfect score, showing extremely good sense of rhythm. She has a circle of gamer friends and also has fans by the game center she went to, often challenging them for game battles.

Character

Mood Maker

Perhaps her strongest and most noticeable trait, Matsuri has a bright playful personality and enjoys being the company of others. She especially enjoys bright atmosphere and is really good in instigating it. In the game center she goes to, she can excite the whole place by creating a game battle on the spot or just by being her cheery persona. She is also in charge of QoP’s MC (talk) session since she can easily bring up exhilarating atmosphere with her MC. Her playful and jubilant personality seems to resonate well with younger girl and she will also gets on Momoka’s anime charade at times. She gets along well easily with everyone and can be a good and engaging companion. She enjoys thrills and often make dangerous bets on her game battle challenge like taking off clothes if one is lost. Matsuri also loves to tease people, enjoying harmless teasing and challenging for fun. She said games are best enjoyed together with every one else with everyone getting excited and getting on the thrill together. Together with Yumeno, Matsuri is the comic relief of QoP.

“I AM AN ADULT!” complex

Being very small in stature with rather young face complexion, Matsuri is often being mistaken as an underage schooler, being asked by police officers to show her ID card when she was out at night or buying age restricted goods. She will also demand to be treated “as an adult” and often call herself “oneesan” to remind everyone that she’s older. Matsuri gets triggered really quickly if anyone doubts her “sexiness” or doubts her ability to “adult”. It was also a real source of stress, as even if she claims and demands to be treated “as an adult” at times she doubt herself is she indeed has display a maturity fit for her age, or she has the ability to carry on her responsibilities.

Observant

Despite her playful and seemingly airheaded nature, Matsuri is actually very observant and intelligent. She quickly picks up other people’s trait while talking with them, observing their nature and personality, and using it to get on their better side as she does so--which also makes out her friendly nature. She notices Ferb’s childish traits from the first time they met and Murasaki’s real feelings when she was mad, despite Murasaki’s rather hard-to-perceive nature. She also tends to get quite analytical while observing her surrounding, taking them into considerations before taking an action. In QoP episode she was also shown to be observant enough to know Ferb was sad yet also sensitive enough to not prod.

Levelheaded and responsible

Matsuri displays maturity and levelheadedness in the face of crisis, as displayed in QoP novel. She was shown to be more of the analytical side, juggling between options and possibilities before she eventually makes her decision. When Ferb ask her to pick up drumming right after seeing her in the game center, she was the one who remind Ferb that game and real life is different, and one of the persons that offers other possible options available before she took on the offer eventually--heavily because she was worried no one would be out there looking out for the three other members. Matsuri has a high sense of responsibility, as shown in QoP novel, went depressed when she did not feel she had done enough, and will go to great lengths to keep everyone well. She consoles other band members when they were down, showing deep understanding and reassuring presence.

Resilient and Assertive

Matsuri springs back from stress extremely quickly. She does not wallow in her problems long and instead quickly look for a way out. Most of the time, she only needs a bit of a push to go back into action, usually only needing a presence of someone to rest their trust on her for her to trust herself and tackle her problems. She is also decisive, being firm and certain once she chose her way.

Actually a functional adult

Gaming and her rather lousy looks aside, Matsuri is actually properly adulting: paying her bills, do her job well, looking out on her surroundings, and can actually cook. She also does her mature oneesan role really well for the other member.

Character Development

Matsuri’s character development heavily revolves around her and everyone’s doubt about her “maturity” or if she is an “adult”. She displays a playful approach to this problem most of the time, being playfully mad at people who doubts her age or teases her small stature, but actually takes her responsibility really seriously. Most of character development and inner thoughts are displayed more in QoP Novel. Her thought process seems to display deep thinking, even if her exterior looks bright, and she at times push herself beyond for the good of others. In QoP novel, she learns to believe in herself, that she has done great job as an adult, finding there are people who believe in her and displaying resolution to answer to that expectation. While her 1.5 and 2.5 shows the brighter side of her character, her 3.0 shows her leadership ability and also her desire to glue her band mates even closer together, even if through gaming.

Relationships

Sakaiya Yumeno（堺屋ユメノ）

Yumeno probably someone closest to Matsuri in QoP, being the only two who enjoys gaming and being the comic relief of the party. She hangs out with Yumeno to play games together in their private times, with Yumeno doing sleepover at her home to play. Yumeno was also the one Matsuri asks to help her with drumming, as she was the only one understanding how games work. Yumeno trusts Matsuri unconditionally. When things went down in QoP, Yumeno waited faithfully that Matsuri would definitely do something about it--which she did. Matsuri also consoles Yumeno when she cried, providing solace and comfort when the later needed it. Yumeno drools over her (like she would to anyone) and actually stalks Matsuri around the city after seeing Matsuri’s cosmetic CM and getting super enamored and wanted to see “more rare faces of Matsuri”.

Echizen Murasaki　(越前ムラサキ）

Matsuri knowns Murasaki before QoP, having been in the same lessons with her several times, and find Murasaki as an easy company to be with. Matsuri also figured out that despite her cold exterior, Murasaki is a very kind soul. She also acknowledges Murasaki’s sensitivity how she is actually mature beyond her age. Both act as the adult of the unit, being the more “experienced” in the workings of the society, with Matsuri sharing that responsibility with Murasaki in a quite intimate talking session. Matsuri gained Murasaki’s trust and acknowledgement and is being the few person who can actually influence Murasaki’s decision. Both seems to share mutual respect and camaraderie and has a stable friendly relationship between each other.

Seto Ferb　（瀬戸ファーブ）

Matsuri and Ferb shares sibling-like relationship, with Matsuri displaying understanding and more consoling nature towards Ferb. Ferb has huge respect on Matsuri for her wilingness and her prowess in taking on drumming and bring up the subject from time to time, while Matsuri displaying a sense of responsibility over Ferb’s well-being. During QoP Novel, it was shown how over the course of the story, Matsuri’s place from being someone who watches over from behind now becoming someone who pull them forward, giving a sense of reassurance to Ferb and act as a guardian.

Serizawa Momoka　（芹沢モモカ）

Matsuri and Momoka shares a rather playful relationship especially in episode 1.5 and 2.5. Both shares their anime and game together and Matsuri is shown to get on Momoka’s anime mode playfully (much to Musubi’s chagrin).

Hoshigaki Manon　（星柿マノン）

Matsuri and Manon’s interaction hapened in Episode 1.5, where Matsuri helped Manon getting her Chou Mahou Shoujo Maji de Majiko (Super Magical Girl Seriously Serious Majiko) goods out of the crane game. Matsuri seems to be in her cheerful and playful side around Manon.

Tasha Romanovsky（ターシャ・ロマノフスキー）

Matsuri met Tasha when she was wondering about being an “adult” in Tasha’s 1.5 episode. Matsuri appears to take it rather playfully, just like she did to most children character, and Tasha seems to not see Matsuri as an “adult”--at least not the type of adult she desired to be (lol).

Trivia

Can drink legally but is really weak to alcohol. She passed out in Murasaki’s bar once.

[sveasauvageon]

On pleure mais on survit quand même C'est la beauté du requiem || HSWW

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Title: lyrics from Requiem by Alma

Svea Sauvageon is FINALLY open for plotting.

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Audition: https://goo.gl/9JRWrR Aesthetics and Such: https://goo.gl/qDJazT Svea's Playlist: https://goo.gl/vaSFwA Svea x Henry Playlist: https://goo.gl/Wwgx4s Wardrobe: https://goo.gl/g8rBdV Sauvageon Family Aesthetics: [placeholder] All Sets: https://goo.gl/5HG1rA

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Format credit to @.natasha-maree13, @.themadmonarchist, and @.lady-stoneheart because I somehow managed to mix together (rip off) all three of you.

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Plotting Rules and Guidelines:   I. Please put some thought and effort into your suggestions, I'm going to ignore anything that says something to the effect of "I dunno, here's my set, what do you think." That's just lazy and rude. I won't straight up ignore something that just says "friends" with no explanation, but I would appreciate more effort that that. It's doesn't have to be a George R. R. Martin book, but at least a sentence or two. Please and thank you.

II. If I say nyet to something, I don't just mean nyet forever, stay away from my baby. I just may not like the idea or it may not work with my character, and I will usually offer a counterproposal, but if I'm out of ideas, I'll let you know, and we can bounce around different ideas until we're both satisfied. S III. Please remember to attach your plotting sets. XD

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| full name: Svea Richelle Estelle Sauvageon

| nicknames: Vea (Vay-ah), V, the Swede, Stella (by her Grandmama), my moon and stars (Grandpapa), Richelle (her mother), princess (papa)  

| age: 17 (or 16 if we're starting the group in September, but she'd turn 17 in 3 months)

| gender: female

| sexuality: heterosexual

| birth date: November 23

| blood status: pure-blood (though, not the purest. Her mother's family is a straight-up blood-purist type family, but her father's is far more open, and if you trace back 5 generations, there's a muggle-born, as well as muggles and etc further back. So technically, she is a "pure" blood, since that term is generally applied to someone whose ancestors up to their grandparents have no muggle or muggle-born blood, but there are numerous muggles and muggle-borns if you go back beyond that, on her father's side. Her mother's is as inbreed as the royal families of the real world.)

| place of birth: Enköping, Sweden

| accent: alternates between Swedish and Posh English, usually depending on her level of anger/passion

| pet: a tiger patterned kitten, super smol and super cute, but has been a "kitten" for a suspiciously long time. It's been tiny and like a baby since she first got it in her fourth year, though she simply claims that it's a rare Swedish breed. She named it Vhagar.

| patronus: dragon (Swedish Short-Snout)  

| wand: Acacia wood with a dragon heartstring core, 11 ¾" in length and rather inflexible  

| residence: Hogwarts Castle (September through May), Prince Estate, located near Cornwall (rest of the year, and more legally speaking, than physically, rarely spends more than two weeks there), Sauvageon Estate, located in Enköping, Sweden (generally where she spends her holidays)

☆──════♦hogwarts stats♦════──☆

| house: Slytherin

| year: seven

| best class: Arithmancy and History of Magic (honestly, she's great at all of her classes, but those two are her highest scores)

| worst class: none

| favourite class: care of magical creatures

| o.w.l.s: outstanding in all subjects

| extracurriculars: Quidditch (Slytherin Chaser)

☆──════♦appearance♦════──☆

| overall: she's quite physically attractive (and she's aware of it), she tends to draw stares where ever she goes, and that's not including her extravagant style and taste in friends. Alongside being generally super beautiful, she's also physically fit (having been a chaser for years), has high cheekbones, and an overall very gorgeous, European look.

| hair colour: blonde, sometimes magically died platinum/silvery-gold (because she's a nerd)

| hair style: long, and generally tied into a different style everyday; ponytails, elaborate braids, etc. When's she's feeling lazy, she'll just leave it free, yet it always ends perfectly straight without any effort on her part.

| eye colour: light blue

| body: slim and athletic

| ethnicity: caucasian (Swedish/British with French ancestry)

| height: 1.73m/5'7"(ish)

| style: erratic, she wears numerous styles, and doesn't really have one exactly, though if you wanted to summarize her closet in a single word; expensive would be that word. She prefers clothes of silk, cashmere, or leather, and tends towards gem embellished things.  

| faceclaim: Cara Delevingne

☆──════♦persona♦════──☆

| personality: Svea is an "odd" Slytherin, as she does not prescribe to the concept of blood purity in the least, nor is she an active bully. She's Swedish (half), they're an amazingly liberal and socialist country, and she's quite proud of that. However, that doesn't mean she's not an arrogant, full of herself, elitist arsehole, because she absolutely is. In fact, one could argue that she's more arrogant and elitist than the average Slytherin, since she feels she's earned her arrogance. She's an extremely dedicated, hardworking, and ambitious person, going above and beyond for everything she attempts. She's a high-achieving, type-a sort of person, she believes that if you want something, you need to work to earn it, a line of thinking which sometimes alienates her own housemates, but if you don't have any skills of note, you're not worthy enough to chill with her. She's extremely opinionated, and passionate, and generally walks around like she owns the place. However, despite being one of the biggest elitist arseholes around, she's also, contradictorily, extremely liberal. The most clear example of her liberalism being her hatred of the concept of blood purity. She was raised on Swedish ideals, a very liberal and socialist nation where blood purity or "impurity" was irrelevant, blood is blood, move the fck on. Discrimination on things like blood status or socio-economic status, she will not allow because that's stupid af and Slytherin is not a house for morons. Despite her elitism, when she's your friend, she's heavily involved, from studying to hanging out, whatever. She cares deeply when she cares and will not tolerate any harm coming to those for whom she cares, hexing such people with barely a second thought.

Svea is someone who tends to internalize her own problems, she's highly self-aware and when genuinely hurt by something or someone, she tends to just walk away and brood silently in a dark corner. She sees herself as a leader and leader's can't go around showing weakness, so she struggles to open up about that side to even her closest friends (also most of her friends are probably arseholes, Slytherins, so that's not the best idea anyway). Having said that, she's always around to give (unsolicited) advice/offer to hex someone. She's not a very loose or "go with the flow" type of person, she hates such thinking, like, no, think about what you want to do. Fun is best when it's planned well in advance. She's mildly OCD, it's not obsession, it's the correct way of doing things. She won't throw a tantrum (generally), but will move her things back into place. However she's not what we would call neat, she leaves her things all over, though she claims that's it's "controlled chaos", and she does always seem to immediately find whatever she was looking for. Svea is rather independent, and goes about her business with little care for what others think about it. She is a little vain, but like, look at her, why shouldn't she be? And has zero trouble using her beauty to manipulate people into doing what she wants. She's somewhat aggressive and rather commanding, generally speaking to elders and fellow students with the same tone of mild to moderate superiority, but contradictorily, is quite helpful and nice to first years (what, she has a soft spot for smol, cute things).

Despite all her elitism, and superiority complex, Svea is a passionate and hardworking individual who puts her all into work and friendship. She cares deeply when she cares, and generally has an attitude of "if you want respect, earn it."

| likes: stupid puns, muggle space exploration science, quidditch (Vrastra Vultures forever btches!), winter, snow, muggle technology, EUROVISION (hey, she's a European, and a Swede, they love the Eurovision), Melodifestivalen, muggle EuroPop music, football (aka soccer, but she European, she call it by its proper name. Also, ARSENAL FOREVER BÌTCHES), Aaron Ramsey, muggle history, magical history, the stars, the night sky, a song of ice and fire (of course), Dragons, Sweden, magic, her wand (precious), Tolkien's Middle-Earth, Vhagar (precious baby), muggle comedy panel shows, herself (ya seen her? She's real pretty), emeralds, satin, muggle drinks (vodka and ice coffee with caramel are delicious, she will fight you), firewhiskey, rain, kittens, dragons, magic

| dislikes: rude people (there's a difference between being full of yourself and having manners), Hogwarts magic interfering with her muggle shít, her housemates making fun of her muggle shít (like, excuse me, but can your old af radio playing all 1000+ Eurovision songs at any time of day? That's what I thought), "woman" being used as an insult (she is a woman, and better than you, so fúck off), bertie botts every flavour bean (it's the "every" flavour that repulses her), idioticy, unearned elitism (if you wanna act superior, fine, but at least have something that makes you superior, and blood is not one of those things), Cornwall, camomile tea (it's disgusting), corduroy, roses, her things being moved

| hobbies: reading, learning, football, just hanging out with her friends (forcing them to watch Eurovision)

| habits: - eye rolling (so much eye rolling) - tends to tune out her entire environment when she's in "the zone" (no longer walks and reads because she has run into and fallen off of stuff) - twirls her hair with her wand when she's thinking (like how we use fingers) - Swears a lot - hums Eurovision songs around 90% of the time

| talents: - multilingual (English, Swedish, French, Russian, German, and Danish) - magic (she has yet to encounter a form of magic she does not immediately excel at) - memory (it's not really eidetic or photographic, because it's not instant, but after 3 reads of a thing, she can rattle off the whole thing word for word) - making references (that's a talent right? Because otherwise, I am screwed) - emotional manipulation/acting (works best on people that don't know her, she can still manipulate other people, but it takes a little more effort and time) - obsessing (again, totally a talent right because otherwise I have literally no skills)

| boggart: her mother

| amortentia smells: fresh coffee (though the taste disgusts her, hence she pumps caramel into her ice coffee), newly laundered clothes, and petrichor (the scent of wet earth after a recent rain fall)

☆──════♦family and such♦════──☆

| Petter Albrecht Alvar Sauvageon Father || FC: Colin Firth   Svea was very close to her father, and inherited his love of the muggle world. Her fondest memory is attending a Eurovision Song Contest Grand finale with him as a child before being forced to move to Britain. Petter was a rather Swedish fellow, charming, pretty, very liberal, socialist, feminist. When Svea was 13, and Lili 8, he disappeared whilst he, some colleagues and magical law enforcement were hunting a dragon dealer by the Sea of Azov. He attended Durmstrang and did not like it there. Svea and Lili called him "Papa".

| Diana Elizabeth Charlotte Prince Mother || FC: Rachel Weisz Svea and her mother have a ... complicated to say the least. Well, to be honest, Svea doesn't like her very much and they do not get along. Svea dislikes her maternal family, personality-wise, she is similar to them, she's an elitist arsehole just like them, but feels they do not have the merits to walk around like they own England. When Svea was first born, Diana simply preferred to believe she didn't exist, and considers her a mistake, though as the 10th anniversary of her mistake approached, her father convinced her to bring the child to Britain to attend Hogwarts as no blood of his would attend an inferior, foreign school. Diana is a traditional pureblood, and makes clear her deep resentment and disappointment of Svea for being a blood traitor. Despite their dislike of each other, however, the mother and daughter are rather alike, both being ambitious, high-achieving type-a people. Although they maintain a strict distance from each other, her mother's opinion and lack of maternal love does bother Svea, though she stubborn refuses to talk about it and tends to shove those feelings between 60 layers of anger and bitterness. Svea calls her "Mother" with about 397 layers of salt and sarcasm in her tone.

:: Sauvageon Family ::

The Sauvageon's are a very family old wizarding family, they were originally French, and later immigrated to Sweden in the late 1700's. Unlike most ancient wizarding families (particularly the British ones), they have never shied away from breeding with muggles and muggleborns, often gaining the label of "blood traitor" from the British families, but they're Swedish, and blood density is irrelevant there. There are as liberal and socialist as their country. Despite being loathed by the blood purist-type families, they are still approached very few generations for marital matches, as they are exceedingly wealthy and when the aforementioned house runs out of options.  

| Ludvig Danel Freyr Sauvageon Paternal Grandfather || FC: Sir Patrick Stewart Cutie patootie grandpa, called Grandpapa by Svea and Lili, he's super dorky and a massive nerd, easily amused and genuinely a happy fellow. His anger, said to be rare, is apparently a sight to behold.

| Linnéa Nathalie Petra Sauvageon née Magnusdotter Paternal Grandmother || FC: Dame Judi Dench Boss as.s b.tch aka Grandmama, she's generally the person in charge. Super class and elegant af, commanding, witty, and super awesome. One of Svea's role models and basically # life goals.

| Brigitta Camilla Vanja Sauvageon Paternal Aunt || FC: Gillian Anderson Classy, straightforward, elegant, and badas.s, has an unclear high-ranking role in the Swedish Ministry of Magic.

| Kåre Lukas Alexander Sauvageon Paternal Uncle || FC: James D'Arcy   Pretencious, but fundamentally good hearted. He's an art collector, of both muggle and magical artists.

| Iliana Vyacheslavovichna Drubetskaya Step-mother || FC: Lena Headey Svea gets along rather well with her step-mother, and admires her quite a bit. Iliana and her father married when Svea was 4, so she's known her for quite a while, and share a rather maternal bond. She was also the person who taught Svea Russian and the two used it to tease and joke about her father in front him (because he couldn't speak it). She played for the national Russian Quidditch team, but retired 10 years ago because of injury. She now writes about Quidditch matches and players in a sports column for the local Swedish Wizarding Paper, and occasionally does commentary.

| Lena "Lili" Petterovna Sauvageon Younger Half-sister || FC: Dafne Keen Just began her second year at Koldovstoretz, the Russian Wizarding school. She's precious and adoring, and like a tiny Svea, though much nicer and less elitist, and sends Svea a letter by owl nearly daily (receiving one in return at the same consistency). They write their letters in Swedish since it's unlikely for any of their fellow students to be able to read them. They're super attached and close, and adorable af!

:: Prince Family ::

An old English, pure-blood wizarding family, they are fervent purportors of the concept of blood supremacy and purity, and proud Slytherins. Having all been sorted into the House dating back to Salazar Slytherin himself (or so they claim). Due to centuries of inbreeding with other pureblood families (who are all cousins at this point), the Princes tend to have the following traits; violent tendencies, mental instability, and some are enfeebled (though the family goes to great lengths to hide and eliminate such members). Additionally, due to their close genetics, the family additionally has trouble conceiving, generally ending up with only one child born per generation.  

| Marcius Titus Polaris Prince   Maternal Grandfather || FC: Sir Michael Caine Svea does not like her grandfather in the least, nor does he particularly like her, they define incompatibility between generations. She's considers him a relic of a dying time, and he considers her an uppity, idiotic child not worthy to have a drop of his blood running her veins.

:: other ::

| Lara Coburg Muggle Childhood Best Friend || FC: Holliday Grainger A muggle Svea met when enrolled in muggle schools as a child, and thick as thieves, regularly write to each other (though Lara asks the Sauvageon's to send her letters to Svea, and Svea has her owl send them to the family estate instead of Lara's home), and hang out whenever they can. She's aware of the magical world, and has been sworn to secrecy by the magical and non-magical Swedish governments (which was cool 'cause she got to meet the then PM - the muggle one).

☆──════♦biography♦════──☆

Svea is half-Swedish,  half-British, her father was Swedish wizard and renown dragonologist; Petter Sauvageon, her mother; Diana Prince, is an accomplished and revered employee at the Department of International Magical Cooperation. Her parent's never married, her being the result of a liaison, which the Swedish part of her family couldn't give less of a fck about, but the British half are extremely embarrassed by. She was born in semi-secrecy, the Prince's very much wanted to pretend she did not exist, and tried to hide Diana's pregnancy in England, claiming she was taking a long earned, and extensive year long holiday abroad. The Sauvageon's, however, did not give a sht, and happily excitedly told their friends about their first grandchild (but they kept the identity of the mother a secret because they're not arseholes, and found her constant reminders to be a nuisance). She was born in the Sauvageon Estate in Enköping (estate is a really nice way of saying small castle, really), and remained in Sweden until she was 10, as the Prince's willingly and happily gave up custody of her.

From the age of 2-5, Svea was enrolled in Förskola and when aged 6, she attended Förskoleklass, school for muggle children in Sweden (both are optional for Swedish kids, "Förskola" is preschool, available to children from ages 1-5, and "Förskoleklass" is preschool class, which I guess is effectively a year of kindergarten, for children aged 6). She made numerous muggle friends, including her lifelong childhood best friend, Lara Coburg, to whom she still regularly writes, and visits when back in Sweden, and to whom she revealed her magic. She attended 4 years of the muggle compulsory school in Sweden (which is for ages 7-16, and basically the north American equivalent of elementary through to high school), with the plan being that she would "transfer" to private, boarding school once she reached the age for magical schooling. However, when she was 10, her mother and maternal grandfather came to Sweden to claim custody and make her a British citizen, to meet the residential requirements to attend Hogwarts. The Sauvageon's initially refused, but as they loathe their local home school, Drumstrang (a very non-Swedish Scandinavian school, because Sweden is liberal af and Drumstrang is magic racist af), they agreed.

Svea spent a year living with her mother and maternal grandfather before being admitted into Hogwarts and did not like it in the least. They were horrified and appalled by the rambunctious, muggle-friendly, aggressively European child she was (and tbh, still is), and spent the year trying to force it out of her. They kept her isolated and cut off all her connections to her father's family, and tried to instruct her in the ways of pureblood, often screaming in frustration and anger when she argued back or simply replied with "so what" or "why". They later took to locking her in rooms, and starving her when she started leaving the estate on her own to mingle with the local muggle population. Eventually, their little war came to a head when they broke her electrical toys from her father's family, and in her fury, she magically set fire to the Prince Estate (on purpose, though they claimed it was an accident to the Improper Use of Magic Office). The fire resembled the Fiendfyre curse, and it was stronger than any fire Svea had produced before. Although no one died, the entire estate became ruins, and took 4 ministry workers plus her mother and grandfather to contain. After the incident, Svea was able to reconnect with her paternal family (crying to the ministry people there about missing her father and worried that her grandfather would say no because he's jealous of her other grandfather, yes she was faking her tears, anyway, they fell for it and informed her Swedish fam who immediately apparated to the Prince Estate). The Sauvageon's offered to pay for the restoration of the Prince Estate, but in exchange, Brigitta Sauvageon would be staying with them until Svea left for Hogwarts. Once that was settled, Svea and her maternal family became akin to strangers living in the same house, with Marcius Prince calling Svea and her aunt "unwelcome guests".

Svea excelled at Hogwarts from the get go, she ran into some trouble with blood purists in her house, but due to her indifferences to the opinions of others for whom she has no respect, and long list of accomplishments, bullying hasn't really been an issue for her, she's really far too confident for bullying to even work though, like what would they say?

Would-be bully: you're ugly. Svea: b!tch, have you seen me?

Would-be bully: your blood is impure and polluted by the filth of muggles Svea: yeah, and so is yours, it's called species propagation.

Would-be bully: you're a worthless blood traitor Svea: *points at all her awards and grades*

Anyway, she's active in school events, has too much pride for school and her house, (also Sweden) and SLYTHERIN IS SO WINNING THAT HOUSE CUP THIS YEAR MOTHERFCKERS!!!

☆──════♦other♦════──☆

‣ her name is poorly made pun, like, "pun" is actually pushing it. "Svea" comes from a personification of Sweden, a derivative of "Svear", the Swedish name for the ancient Germanic tribe; the Swedes. "Svear" also later evolved into "Sverige", the Swedish name for Sweden and means "the realm of the Svear". Her surname, "Sauvageon", is a French form of "Savage", an English word, nickname, and surname meaning wild and uncouth, which was derived from a Middle English form of Old French; "salvage" or "sauvage", which meant untamed. Effectively, her name means Savage Swede, the flip around being a ref to the annoying flip around in the French language with certain terms and/or phrases (also in other languages, but French is the one I got beef with as a Canadian person). Richelle and Estelle are just because I like frenchy names that rhyme, and they're vaguely posh sounding, so I'm assuming her mother picked those ones. I say, assume, I made these characters, she did pick them for Svea.

‣ She could've been a Ravenclaw, but her ambition heavily outweighs her thirst for knowledge

‣ Her muggle electronic devices somewhat function at Hogwarts, working around the magical interferences by having them be powered by magic (so her laptop, phone, etc now never die, and are partially magic, decreasing the interference from all the magic around the castle), however, she is still trying to receive satellite/etc signals which don't work in the school, and she's forced to keep those features off because otherwise her screen goes all wonky. Hurray for having downloaded everything though. Enjoy X-Files and Eurovision Slytherin House. XD

‣ uses a ridiculous array of glitter and nerd-design pens (ink and quills are aesthetically pleasing, but impractical. Come on, the pencil was invented in fcking 1564)

‣ obtained her appariting license earlier than would be possible (because birthday makes her 17 after the usual UK test dates) by applying for it at the Swedish Ministry of magic, which issues Apparition licenses at 16 (completely made that up, but whatever, I don't like half of the few things we know about JKR's Sweden, they're not very Swedish. How is Drumstrang a Scandi school? Scandi's are so liberal, I get it's a German, wwii stereotype, but make it limited to German and Germanic states then, the Scandi's are liberal af. Well, Sweden is, also I think Finland, and probably Denmark).

☆──════♦plotting ideas and notes♦════──☆

[I'll add more as I think of them]

I. She's extremely competitive with Ravenclaw's and loathes that they have the label of being the "smart house", since her house is just as intelligent, and she considers herself above them. Her arrogance and elitist attitude come out at their highest when she's arguing with a Ravenclaw.

II. Your carer; possibly limited to Slytherin house, but she cares so you don't have to. Although, that caring is also limited, there's only so many people she can care about. Everyone doesn't deserve it.

III. Her relationship with Slytherins may be a bit complex depending on where your OC stands on blood purity. Svea's an elitist, yes, but she's not a blood purist, and has plenty of muggle-born and muggle friends, her own mother has labeled her as a "blood traitor", so if you're of the "pure bloods are the bestest, kill everyone else", you may run into some problems.

IV.

☆──════♦plotting♦════──☆

--Slytherin--

↪ Damien Greaves | @.natasha-maree13 House: Slytherin FC: Matthew Daddario Info: One of Svea's best friends, despite his psychopathy. She's able to easily discern between when he's messing around, and when he's being genuine. Both being high-achieving, superiority-complex ridden as.sholes with a shared fondness for certain muggle things, they get along fantastically, despite one of them lacking the major spectrum of human emotions. They have their own little clique, The Slytherin Silver Trio, and it's better than yours will ever be. XP ---> side character plotting: Lyra Greaves ------{FC: Alexandra Daddario, House: Slytherin} -----tbf

↪ Eloise Avery | @.themadmonarchist House: Slytherin FC: Abbey Lee Kershaw Info: Evolved into buddy-buddy friends more recently, and are Eurovision besties! Okay, they have like a close bond and other proper friendship stuff that I'm gonna ramble about, but, clearly, EUROVISION IS THE BEST AND MOST IMPORTANT THING EVER!!! Okay, I'm chill now, mostly. They first met as children, when Svea's family were trying to teach her the "enlightened" ways of pureblood-ism, didn't go well, the Avery's had their precious heir exposed to glitter muggle music for the first time. At Hogwarts, they didn't particularly get along in the beginning, due to Eloise's connection with the dou.che crew (as I call them, basically Blood Purist Bullies), however, they are quite similar later bonding during o.w.l.s and post-Eloise leaving dou.che crew over their similar pasts, passion for muggle stuff, and needing to outstanding on everything. Sliver Trio member numero trois!

↪ Octavia Thygeson | @.melophilia-c House: Slytherin FC: Natalia Dyer Info: Despite Svea's general elitist attitude, they along quite well, Svea showing the newbie around Hogwarts and such, and later bond over their close ties to members of Gryffindor House, who are generally seen as the enemy in Slytherin. ---> side character plotting: Mason Thygeson ------{FC: Hugh Dancy, House: Gryffindor} ------Become friends through Octavia, apparently her "spunk" reminds him of sister. Also friends through Henry. Also, also, Svea aggressively ships him with her bestie, Syn. Ship shop and all.

↪ Loralei Expura | @.thespian-at-large House: Slytherin FC: Dove Cameron Info: Like a little sister to her, Svea is very protective of Loralei, who is prone to being bullied for not being a pureblood in their house. She also convinced Loralei to join the Slytherin Quidditch team, and ensures Loralei takes her pills by enchanting her belongings to constantly remind her until she takes them.

↪ Leida Nelms | @.stackmel House: Slytherin FC: Ashley Benson Info: Friends, more or less. Certainly some American digs on Svea's part, but generally get along being teammates and housemates.

↪ Chanel Black | @.daily-donuts House: Slytherin FC: Ruby McCarthy Info: Svea and Chanel despise one another. The only exception is on the quidditch pitch where they are forced to work together. Chanel saw Svea as the edgy cool girl, but Svea just saw Chanel as an obnoxious immature teen. To be fair, she attempted to be polite with the girl which misled Chanel into believing they were friends because of her bubbly personality. Unfortunately, Svea told her the truth whenever she noticed the teen hanging out with her more and more. Chanel’s hurt grew to her being insecure about herself and a passionate hate to Svea. They compete in quidditch every practice and they both attempt to one up the other. Chanel secretly wants to still be friends with Svea but she knows that will never happen. Even though they are so similar, Svea’s coolness was too much for them to have a positive relationship.* *written by @.daily-donuts

↪ Moses Park Jr. | @.koby House: Slytherin FC: Kim Woo Bin Info: They've been friends since first year, as Svea does not care about blood purity and bonded over their shared love for the muggle sport of football (but Arsenal is better than West Ham)! She's also one his tutors.

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--Hufflepuff--

↪ Syn Lothbrok | @ghostpastey House: Hufflepuff FC: Zippora Seven Info:  SlytherPuff BFFs aka the Scandi's/Scandinavians, they're childhood friends, both being from wealthy influential families in Scandinavia, and they're a solid salty/aggressive duo at Hogwarts, with a penchant for snarky lines and exploding potions *cough* Syn totally makes them explode no matter how closely the instructions were followed *cough*.  

↪ Isabel Sanchez | @.polystar10 House: Hufflepuff FC: Ana De armas Info: Sort of friends, they initially interact through Svea's bestie (Damien) messing around and manipulating poor Isabel, Svea never really interfering unless it goes way too far, and even then, it's really only take down a few notches. Their interactions increase due to Isabel's close relationship with Svea's boyfriend (urg, what a lame word, paramour, through her paramour), and end up hanging out more.

↪ Lyrae Mino | @.skyfalll House: Hufflepuff FC: Taissa Farmiga Info: Share a friendly rivalry, but get along well, and have a mutual love of the stars (astronomy).

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--Gryffindor--

↪ Henry Clark | @.lady-stoneheart House: Gryffindor FC: Ben Barnes Info: SlytherDor power couple, began dating in their 6th year, bonding over their shared love of muggle sports team; Arsenal FC. Generally speaking, they've always got along, Svea has always been against the stupidity of blood purity, which many of her Housemates buy into, and which Henry abhors, however, she has bully friends, and is somewhat complicit in their behaviour since she doesn't really step in unless it's the aforementioned friend is being stupid (aka going "mudblood"), or is going too far, so they have been on opposite sides of (metaphorical) battles numerous times. They're also extremely competitive with each other, mostly arising from their Quidditch teams (the ones they play on and support), as well as Svea's general refusal to ever lose. ---> side character plotting: Xander Carlyle ------{FC: Jacob Tremblay, House: Gryffindor} ------share a sibling like relationship, having bonded closely over the holidays, with Xander immediately running to Svea for help with homework and all other problems, inciting a small amount of sibling-like jealousy in Henry (Henry, at some point: he's my sort of brother, get your own).

↪ Isadora Franks | @.agentdanascully House: Gryffindor FC: Lily James Info: Share a friendly rivalry, initially instigated by Isadora. Generally politely competitive, though they've had nicer moments, mainly due to mutual hatred for blood elitists, though Svea unintentionally makes Isadora feel insecure around her, plus stubborness gets in the way of a deeper friendship.

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--Ravenclaw--

↪ Kenton Prewett | @.miky94 House: Ravenclaw FC: Dylan Sprayberry Info: They are acquaintances that run into each other during events and on campus, but nothing more.

↪ Minah Delacroix | @.maybones House: Ravenclaw FC: Kim Doyeon Info: tbf ---> side character plotting: Tyler Lee ------{FC: Jeon Jungkook, House: Slytherin} ------tbf

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What is the Matsu's favorite and least favorite movie genre?

Osomatsu

Favorite: Comedy/b-list HorrorLet’s be honest, Oso likes to have fun! What better way than watching something like Scary Movie to keep everybody laughing? Since B-list horror is comedy all on it’s own, it can be considered the same as regular comedy, though it’s a little more about the terrible movie rather than the jokes. For him it’s all about having a wonderful time and staying entertained.

Least favorite: DramaOh, god. YAWN. It doesn’t. After how much your heart hurt after watching Silver Lining’s Playbook, he’s asleep by the half time mark. It just can’t capture his attention with the heavy subjects and tension. I mean, what’s fun about watching a movie that’s just gonna make you sad, especially on a date or something? He sure as heck doesn’t want a sniffly date when he’s trying to get a smooch in.

Karamatsu

Favorite: Romantic dramaRomcoms are nice, but “13 Going on 30” isn’t gonna cut it. These romantic dramas are Kara’s main source of film entertainment, as well as research for any encounters he may have in the street. That flowery prose he throws around so easily couldn’t have just come from nowhere! With so many cliche romances whipping through his head, you can’t imagine he wouldn’t be taking mental notes when watching his favorite films alone.

Least favorite: SlasherHey, he’s a pretty big fan of horror movies, just like most of his brothers. What he do strongly dislikes in a slasher is the immense amount of gore. It’s not hard to feel your stomach start to get queasy after watching someone getting brutally murdered. Bloody and twisted sights that cause pain to the human body make him incredibly uncomfortable, so he normally skips out on his brother’s “Oaw” marathons.

Choromatsu

Favorite: Slice of lifeIn actuality, these movies are a form of a coping method Choro uses when he feels overwhelmed. With the realistic storylines, he can find a film that relates to the problem he’s currently dealing with so he can both relax and see just what might be a solution for him. It’s always better to work by example, and maybe just having that reminder that it all works out in the end is more than enough for him to calm down a little.

Least favorite: SlasherMuch like Kara, slasher movies are far from his forte. When he already feels lightheaded and woozy after seeing something as small as a cut on his arm, heavy amounts of blood and injury drive him away from the viewing area, or he could risk fainting, or getting sick in general. He tries his best to avoid horror in all cases, but he will not agree under any terms to sit down and watch the entirety of a slasher film.

Ichimatsu

Favorite: DisneyWell, every Disney princess can talk and bond with animals, so Ichi’s already able to relate to these beautiful ladies. He can find something to enjoy in practically every Disney movie. Sure, they may be for a younger demographic, but even he can get sick of horror movies. I mean, this guy’s a big softie, you can’t expect him to keep up that strong “I could be a serial killer and you wouldn’t notice,” everyday. Come watch Moana with him and get a warm hug.

Least favorite: Romantic comedy/drama His heavy dislike for these type of movies doesn’t stem from Karamatsu’s enjoyment of them, even if he may say that is his reasoning. In actuality, the portrayal of men in romance movies tends to spark his negative self talk. These guys are good looking, mysterious and sensitive, and somehow they’re so easily able to throw anything and everything away for someone they love. It’s not like he wouldn’t do the same, but seeing these men, the ones society accepts as the norm, make him feel very, very bad about himself.

Jyushimatsu

Favorite: Sports filmsI doubt I’ve gotta write much about this, but I will say that The Sandlot is Jyushi’s favorite movie because it’s got two of his favorite things in it: baseball and dogs. He always gets pumped up by the lessons many of them can tell, even with it being all about people playing one sport. He doesn’t actually play with a team, but the struggles the characters feel are relatable to him. Don’t tell me he doesn’t get hyped during those before-the-life-changing-game pep talks! (He also really likes nature documentaries)

Least favorite: Psychological thrillerHe’s already got a million things going on in his head. Sitting him down in front of this kind of movie is the easiest way to force poor juice into mental shock. There’s a good chance he gets nightmares from movies that play too heavily on psychological breakdowns. Let him enjoy a different movie. Even a regular horror movie is fine. A thriller for the blood pressure mixed with a brain twister can send him into a form of mental shock, really.

Todomatsu

Favorite: Anything put in a High school or college setting“High School Musical,” “Legally Blonde,” “The Breakfast Club,” even “Me, Earl, and the Dying Girl” are some of Totty’s favorite titles. With high school being a complete hierarchy, maybe throwing in a cute romance story and an entertaining story to tell, he can’t help but find himself enjoying the content. He already has an idea of wanting to be popular and looked up at, since he was driven enough to get a job, work to be better with women, all that. It’s both funny and scary when he not only relates to the Mean Girls, but gives them suggestions on how they could have improved.

Least favorite: Sci-fi Listen, Star Wars is a great series, but it just doesn’t catch his eye. With so many places for plot holes and random technology Totty can’t ever find himself enjoying the movies placed out in space or in a robotic lab. He’ll watch it, of course, but it’s far from his go-to movie. It’s very easy for him to get bored, thinking of it as an action movie with a little more of an existential crisis as it’s main selling point. Save the universe? Hm, how many times has an action movie depended on saving the world? It’s the exact same, but the areas are different sizes and the villains range in ridiculousness. No thanks.

[freuleinanna]

Supposedly, tagged by @inconspicuouslyabsent. Supposedly, cause you I cannot find your post but at a time you mentioned it's like free tags for whoever wanna do it, so I'm just feeling like it tonight, and I'm finally home with a good internet connection, so bambolleeeeiiooo

RULES: YOU MUST ANSWER THESE 92 STATEMENTS AND TAG 20 PEOPLE

LAST

1. Drink: I think, it's was black tea. Like, I either drank water or coffee, lots and lots of coffee, over the past week, but the last thing was black tea. Several cups. Missed it, I guess.

2. Phone call: My dad

3. Text message: ummm message was to my sister, viber text was to my best friend.

4. Song you listened to: hoo boy. I've literally drowned myself in the Notre Dame de Paris (should there be an accent circonflexe there? Can’t remember for the life of me), so the last thing I think was Daniel Lavoie’s live performance of Être prêtre et aimer une femme, this man is just goddammit!!!!! Also, I recently listened to the latest Lara Fabian's single on repeat, and I can't remember what was the last one.

5. Time you cried: Hmmmmm. I'm a crier most of the times but can't remember the last time I cried. You see, I have a memory of a golden fish. 3 seconds, that’s it.

6. Dated someone twice: No.

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: No. I haven't romantically kissed more than one person, fyi :D

8. Been cheated on: According to the Person I love, yes. According to me, it depends. You could say that, tho. Vague, much?

9. Lost someone special: Lost to death? No.

10. Been depressed: Not clinically, but sure, there've been hard times.

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: No. I don't drink. Tried it, thought I shouldn't do it if I don't like it. I hate the stereotype about Russians always drinking heavily, but there IS such a thing of socializing through alcohol on many occasions. It unsettles me, mostly.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

Dark blue, white and black.

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: No. I also don't like to use that word carelessly. I have like the Friend. It's enough.

16. Fallen out of love: No.

17. Laughed until you cried: Oh, yeah

18. Found out someone was talking about you: Yes

19. Met someone who changed you: I think so, yes

20. Found out who your friends are: Always knew

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Um, there are like my sister and her husband on my Facebook friends' list, sooo

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: Both of them

23. Do you have any pets: No, I'm allergic. Literally cant breathe when spend a long time around cats. Dogs are better, I think.

24. Do you want to change your name: Not a chance in the world

25. What did you do for your last Birthday: Um, went out with the Friend. As per usual, mocked high school gals and guys for being so full of themselves :D My B-day is September 1st (sorry for advertising, kinda), so first day of everyone's school, the town is pretty crowded

26. What time did you wake up: Around 8.30am?

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Losing my shit next to my best friend, watching Notre Dame cast live videos. I mean, they're awesome, they're funny as hell, OMMGGG :) :) :) :) :) :) :) 

28. Name something you can’t wait for: February 24th, gonna go to the Lara Fabian's concert to Moscow. Losing my head compLETELY just thinking about it

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: This afternoon 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: Be more brave to do some things that require serious changing of my life style?

31. What are you listening right now: Nothing, sitting in silence. I like the feeling just as much as music.

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Never had a chance.

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: When people fucking leave their dishes undone and just leave goddamn them and OHHHHHHHHHHHHH this type of people who comment on their every step and mumbling sth under their breaths non-stop

34. Most visited Website: YouTube, I guess. + VK.com

35. Elementary: I was seriously obssessed with being the best in class. And seriously insecure. Also, had a light epilepsy, that was fun. Don't know how I even got a friend, but I know her from 1st grade and I mean it's fate, dudes

36. High School: I think I was laid back, but I was kinda either good at or cheated at everything, so. Graduated with honours.

37. College: We don't have colleages here, but I've done my Bachelor's in Linguistics and Translation and I'd loved EVERY bit of it. I mean, I whined like a bitch a lot, but I was glad to do something I loved doing. Currently dropping out of Master's program. Burnt out + stubborn + unorganized this time around = sucker.

38. Hair color: Blond.

39. Long or short hair: Cut them short(-ish) in spring, so they've grown a bit now.

40. Do you have a crush on someone: Oh, lots of people. I know who I love, but celebrity crushes, you guyyyyyyzzzz. Mostly women 45+

41. What do you like about yourself: I think I'm open and rather understanding. I don't judge anyone usually, cause pfffft. I'm also emotionally lazy in a way that I'm lazy to feel offended by sth or hold grudges or whatevah, just don't really wanna spend myself on that. Is it even a good thing? Works out for me

42. Piercings: None

43. Bloodtype: Hell if I know what the Russian type corresponds with in English

44. Nickname: None, I guess.

45. Relationship status: In a long-distance relationship. 8 years. With a girl.

47. Pronouns: She/her

48. Favorite TV Show: Of all times? The X-Files. Just...okay?

49. Tattoos: No tattoos. Planning to get one.

50. Right or left: Right-handed.

51. Surgery: Never had one

52. Piercing: None appeared since question 42

53. Sport: Some day I'll learn how to ride a bike, but not today. Not into anything professionally.

55. Vacation: Prefer quiet time. Coffee, a book, some tv series. Without many people around.

56. Pair of trainers: Reebok? I think they’re making easytones? Idk, I've had them since high school. 

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: Depends. When alone, I exist perfectly on apples and coffee, reaaaaally don't like cooking for me myself and I.

58. Drinking: Coffee mostly. Have been tracking a habit of drinking at least 1 cup of water a day for the past month, too.

59. I’m about to: Sleep. It's 3am my time.

61. Waiting for: Some kicks to brush up my French and learn Italian.

62. Want: Write more. I love writing, but am capricious about it.

63. Get married: When it's legalized for me, sure.

64. Career: Writer? Translator? Currently sales manager in an IT company.

WHICH IS BETTER

65. Hugs or kisses: Hugs

66. Lips or eyes: Eyes

67. Shorter or taller: I admit, I love tall people, but some of my most favourite ones are rather short, so doesn't really matter

68. Older or younger: Older, definitely older

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: Arms

71. Sensitive or loud: Oooh, sensitive. I can't coexist with loud people.

72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant most of the time

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger: No, why would I?

75. Drank hard liquor: Yes. Though it was cool. Didn't like the smell and the taste.

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Don't wear either

77. Turned someone down: Yes

78. Sex in the first date: YES :D I mean, a first date after 4 years of relationships, it's okay, right?

79. Broken someone’s heart: Don't think so

80. Had your heart broken: There've been times

81. Been arrested: Nope

82. Cried when someone died: Yes

83. Fallen for a friend: Yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: Yes. I know I can do a lot. That’s rather experience. I’m responsible. It bites me in the ass every single day. 

85. Miracles: Not really

86. Love at first sight: No. But I'm a mess when it comes to slowly falling in love. Yep.

87. Santa Claus: I don't particularly remeber believing when I was a kid, but I assume I did.

88. Kiss in the first date: *cough* yep *cough*

89. Angels: No. One good woman once said she does believe in angels, in a way that this is just some light we might bring to people. I'm of the same opinion.

OTHER:

90. Current best friends name: Мария (Maria)

91. Eyecolor: Greenish

92. Favorite movie: how fucking dare you, there should be a separate questionnaire for that! :D I love some old goodies mostly. Green Mile, maybe? Really, can't answer that, too many options.

Okay, I’ve no idea who’s done or hasn’t done it yet, but I’d love to know more about @harlequinade-13, @marioncranes and @snarlett, though you guys, my greatest fear in the Internet is to make sth people don’t wanna do. Decide for yourself, deal? Maybe you’re not in the mood, idk :) 

[feelsgood-anon]

Eros - Bar AU Chapter 1, part 2

Disclaimer: This piece is a Mystic Messenger AU.  It is heavily inspired by the American sitcom Cheers, a show centered around a Boston bar called Cheers and it’s regulars.  Even though I have tried to keep as much of canon personalities with all the Mystic Messenger characters just remember that it is an AU and a few things may be different than in game or your headcanons. This has been fun to plan and I hope you find a bit of joy reading it!  

PG13+ for swearin’ and boozin’.

Ch.1 Pt.1 | Ch. 1 Pt. 2 | Ch. 2 |

Sunny took in everything Zen had been saying as they walked around the place, repeating to herself anything that she may have felt would be useful; the cold storage, the dry storage, the employee bathroom. After making a complete circle of the bar he led her to his office, “And this is where the magic happens!”

Her cheerful disposition fell as her eyes looked around the room.  It wasn’t dirty but the only thing she could think was, how does he work in this mess?  Piles of papers were everywhere.  Boxes with what she assumed where liquor bottles that had not yet made it to the dry storage.  Extra bar stools stashed in the corner.  The only thing that seemed completely cleared off was the small couch next to the door.  

Although her eyes were assaulted with the fire-hazard that was the office she also noticed the distinct smell.  There was a strong scent of cologne - a dark woody tone with what seemed to her as orange blossoms. But there was something else in the air she couldn’t quite distinguish. Upon further inspection of the room she noticed an ashtray on the edge of the desk that had a few cigarette butts smashed into it. That was it. The lingering smell of smoke had mixed with the other aromas and as much as she wasn’t pleased with tobacco this mixture didn’t completely turn her off.  Somehow it made the space seem comfortable and inviting.

“Have a seat, I’ll get the papers you need to sign…”  He let the door close behind them and with a grace she had never seen he jumped over a few boxes to a filing cabinet where he began to dig through documents. She winced at the way he was haphazardly crushing through folders. “I...uhm…” She stuttered slightly but Zen was too engrossed in searching through what seemed to others as a dumping ground but to him was his own organizational masterpiece. “A-ha!” His exclamation sent him twirling around with a folder in hand, a grin on his face like he had just found a lost treasure, “It’s just a few legal documents, nothing fancy.  You can read over them if you’d like, then just sign on the lines along with today’s date.”

After handing her the papers he squirmed his way around piles and sat at his desk, leaning back to prop his long legs on the mess that completely covered the piece of furniture.  He stared at her while she studied the documents.  She’s actually reading it.  That’s...so damn cute.  Her lips moved slightly as she went over the words which caused a smile to creep up onto his face. Every movement from her he noticed.  She had great posture and had crossed her left leg over her right in a classy manner.  If her hair managed to fall from its place behind her ear a hand would immediately put it back in its place as if she were reprimanding it.  

She finally signed off on all of the pages and stood up to walk towards where Zen had sprawled out, “Here you go, everything seems fine-” her foot slid to the side along with a piece of cardboard that she accidentally stepped on tumbling her body forward. With quick reflexes he had thrown his legs off the top of the table, papers flying everywhere, and launched forward to catch her in his arms before her face slammed into the desk.  

“Sunny, are you alright?!” Zen clutched her tightly until he was sure she was completely balanced.  Her face was now shoved into his chest, her nose taking in the scent of that cologne that had blended so delicately into his skin. Her cheek felt the rapid beating of his heart, which caused a skip in hers. “I’m fine, thanks,” she mumbled a bit as she straightened up though nothing could hide her blushing.  He let out a sigh of relief and set the folder to the side after he dropped his grip on her, “Good!  Can’t have you getting hurt on your first day! Let’s get out to the bar and we can get you situated with your actual job.”

When they stepped out of the office the place had been filled a bit more than earlier in the day, but one particular person sitting at the bar caught Zen’s eye, “Clicks! You snuck in while I was in the back!  How’s it going, buddy?” He pat the taller man on the back before leading Sunny behind the bar.

Clicks, or otherwise known as Jihyun Kim. He actually already had a nickname, V, in his artistic profession but Zen insisted on giving him yet another name that was specific to the bar.  With a head of turquoise hair, he always came in wearing some sort of cardigan with a simple t-shirt underneath and slim black pants.  

“Things are fine as usual, Zen.  And this lovely young woman? Did you finally find someone to fill the waitstaff position?” He had taken a moment to look up from a magazine he had brought with him and smiled towards the strange face behind the bar.  Zen nodded excitedly and pulled Sunny closer to him, “Yeah!  This is Sunny, our new waitress. Sunny, this is Clicks! He’s a dear friend of mine and I’m sure you’ll see him often.  It’s weird, though, that you aren’t here with…”

Jingle~!

“Hello everyone.” A deep toned male voice rumbled from the entrance.

“Sugar!” The chorus of voices from the patrons and the employees rang in the air as they called his name.

The man walked towards the bar to take his usual spot next to Clicks.  Zen smirked at the individual, “Of course, there he is.  Sunny, this is Sugar.  Sugar~, this is Sunny my new waitress.”

Sugar, short for Sugar Daddy, known outside of the bar as Jumin Han. A tall raven-haired businessman with sharp grey eyes.  He always came in dressed in a three-piece suit and always kept his jacket on unlike most that chose to leave that article of clothing at the door.

She smiled and bowed her head slightly, “It’s a pleasure to meet you two. I hope you’ll be patient with me as I get used to job.” Clicks took his hand from the glass of whiskey it was toying with and held it out for a shake, “The pleasure is ours, surely! Congratulations on the new job. I hope you find your place here.”

Sugar also held his hand out to take hers once she had given Clicks a hearty shake, leaning forward to kiss the back of it, “If any of these hooligans disrespect you do let me know immediately. I will rectify the situation.” Sunny blushed a bit at his action, pulling her hand back to her side once he let go of it, “Thank you...uh...Sugar…” She stammered.  

Zen rolled his eyes and placed a glass of wine in front of the suited man, “And who do we contact if you get too grabby with her?” Sugar took the glass with a deathly glare, “I would never even let the thought cross my mind to handle a woman in such a manner.”

“Hey guys, how about we all pretend to love each other in front the new hire? I wouldn’t want to scare her off on the first night.” Red had stepped between them to grab a bottle of wine but was glad to make the intervention as he knew how the conversation would most likely end.

“I hate all of you, that will never change.” Cannon hissed as he had walked by to drop off a few empty glasses.

Jingle~!

“Ugh. Guys!” a young man whined as he struggled to take his jacket off.

“Duckie!”

He heaved himself over to the bar, flopping onto a stool, “Zen, a beer please.”

Duckie, or Yoosung Kim. He was a blonde-haired male with bright purple eyes.  His normal attire consisted of a half wrinkled t-shirt and jeans and always came in with his backpack.

Zen took the opportunity to step away from Sugar and hit the tap to fill a mug, “What’s going on today, Duckie? Another failed exam?” He pulled a napkin from beneath the countertop and placed the beer in front of the distressed man.  Duckie grabbed it and drank half in one go, “My professor pulled a pop quiz on us!  How am I supposed to pass something like that if I can’t study for it!”

The white-haired male pulled a bowl of pretzels from behind him and set it on the bar, “Easy there, killer, you know how sick you get if you drink too fast, or too much...or drink at all…” The blonde readied himself to shoot off some witty remark but his eyes fell on the girl.  With a big smile he pointed excitedly, “Hey! It’s you! How’d the interview go?”

Red shrugged as he readied an order that Cannon had barked at him, “Well, Duckie, she’s standing behind the bar so...unfortunately she didn’t get the position.  Maybe next time, hey champ?”  

Duckie frowned a bit, “I’m sorry...I thought they’d really like you…” She looked between the two in a bit of confusion, “Uhm...I think he was just joking with you. I got the job.” He looked over at her with a bright smile, “Oh! That’s great! Congratulations! I never got your name at the commons...what is it?”

“Sunny.” Everyone around the bar chimed in before she could answer. He nodded and gave her a wave, “Nice to formally meet you! I’m Duckie!” She laughed a bit and returned the wave, “Thanks for letting me know of the position.  It’s pretty hard to find a job with my schedule.”

Zen put his arm around her shoulders to lean against her side, “About that, what is your schedule like? I’d like to eventually give Cannon some nights off, but I can work around your classes.  If you can make it in by 3:30 p.m. and stay until closing on a few weeknights that would be great.  You and him can alternate closing on weekends so things can stay fair.”

“That’s fine! I have classes Tuesdays and Thursdays until around 5:00 p.m. so…”

“We’ll work out the kinks! I’m a flexible type of guy. So, learning the bar…” He started to rattle off basics of alcohol and drink orders while Sunny, who had taken a notepad from the counter, furiously took notes. It was a bit overwhelming for her but he wanted to at least get the words into her subconscious so she wouldn’t feel so lost while listening to orders from customers.  The only thing that stopped him was…

Jingle~!

“Evening, everyone.” A female stepped through the door and made her way to the bar.

“Joe!”

Red waved wildly at the woman, “What will it be tonight, lady?” She heaved a sigh and dropped onto a seat, “Sangria, please. Don’t hold out on me, either.”

Joe, or Jaehee Kang.  A long-haired brunette with brown eyes. She normally came in wearing some sort of dress and she always smelled of coffee.

Zen immediately dropped his arms onto the counter in front of her with a huge smile, “Hey Joe, rough day at the shop? Isn’t it a bit early for you to have closed up?” The sparkle in his eyes made her perk immediately, “Oh! I left my assistant manager to close tonight. It was a stressful day so I wanted to see your face!” Her face flushed suddenly when she noticed the words that came from her mouth, “I-I mean! It’s always nice to see everyone here!”

He laughed a bit and reached a hand to pat her shoulder, “You know you are always welcome to come see me...I mean, us...to cheer you up, babe!” He shot her a wink and stood up straight as he motioned for Sunny to come over, “Sunny, this is Joe.  Joe, this is Sunny, my new waitress!”

Joe cleared her throat before smiling softly at the other woman, “Nice to meet you! I hope you enjoy your stay here. It can become a bit rowdy at times but overall everyone is really nice.”  Sunny nodded and smiled back, “Thank you! I hope to get used to all of this very quickly.”  She let out a sigh feeling comfortable that there could potentially be another woman around more often.

Red placed the drink in front of Joe and started fixing up another order, Zen once again addressed Sunny, “Now, where was I?” She looked down at her notebook to her last note, “Well drinks?”

“Right! That’s pretty important to note if they order a well drink. That just means they don’t care the brand as long as it has alcohol in there. They aren’t looking for spending a lot, just getting drunk. I think that’s about it.  Any questions?”

Her eyes ran over her notes but she really didn’t have many questions yet.  She was sure she would have plenty once she actually had to take orders.  She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him, “I do have one question.  Is it prohibited to ask the reasoning behind each name you’ve given people?”

He smiled and led her a bit aways from everyone, lowering his voice, “I don’t mind that question. Red, is pretty obvious,” He pointed to him, “The first time I met him I noticed the intensity of his hair and the fiery passion of his personality.  Cannon, well…” He nodded towards the twin, “He can fly off the handle pretty easily, I’ve had to pull him away from starting bar fights. First thing I thought was him being a loose cannon.  Duckie…” He looked over at the blonde who had moved over towards Joe, “He’s just a cute kid, yah know? First night he stepped into the bar he had this t-shirt with a cartoon duck on it and I guess it just stuck.”

He pointed to Joe, “She owns a coffee shop near the university and she always smells like a good ol’ cup of Joe...get it?” He smirked to himself, proud of his play on words.  “Clicks? He’s a photographer so it reminds me of all the times I’ve heard the camera shutter go off. And Sugar…” He frowned slightly, “I’ll be honest with you, I named him Sugar Daddy to piss the guy off. He’s the one that fronted the money for this place. A rich guy and really pretentious. He gets under my skin but if it weren’t for him I wouldn’t have this place at all.”

She wanted to ask why he would ever want to anger the person that was kind enough to give him money to buy the place but she decided to save that question for when she was more acquainted with everyone. “And my name?”

Zen chuckled a bit as he leaned against the bar, pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his back pocket to light one, “You have a warm personality. You bring a nice bright perspective to this place, I could feel it from the first words you said to me.  You’re the little ray of sunshine here.”

Sunny pursed her lips and looked down at her shoes, embarrassed at the compliments he had thrown at her.  She didn’t expect him to think so positively about her. “So you do have an explanation for every name, hmm?”

He took a finger to lift her chin up, her heartbeat quickened as she met his gaze, “There’s always a good story behind a name.”  His attention was suddenly stolen by a female calling out his name to which he dropped Sunny’s face. He strut towards the voice that addressed him, “Hey princess~ Back to charm me again with your beautiful smile?”

Sunny stood frazzled as she was left alone but turned to call out after him, “And what about your name? What’s your story?”

Zen stopped in his step and took a long drag, turning his head up to blow the smoke into the air above him, “You’re a smart girl, Sunny. I’ll let you figure that one out on your own.”

She let out a sigh and slowly walked over to sit next to Clicks who had been peering through the magazine while Sugar went on about a new project at work.  “Zen is a complicated guy, huh?” The man looked up from his periodical and gave her a hearty chuckle, “Complicated? Depends on what you find complicating. He’s definitely an interesting one, in my opinion.”

A slight scoff came from Sugar as he finished off the glass of wine, “He’s good at making himself seem intriguing but he’s really just a simple idiot.”

Her attention stayed on Zen who had now busied himself shamelessly flirting with the woman that had beckoned him over. “Whatever word you want to use for him, I think I’ll have my work cut out for me.”

Red had circled around to refill Sugar’s glass and place a glass of water in front of her, “You’ll be fine, sweetheart.  From the bottom of my heart, truly, welcome to Eros.”

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