#somebody help jinx please

[alumy0]

listen vi i know it's our job is to help your sister but what if we kissed each other

[shimmerofstars]

I want to see the Arcane characters expand their social circles a bit. Half of the relatively major characters have like... one (1) friend that they genuinely trust and can be vulnerable with. Like, of the still living, major characters, we have:

Jinx: no one [Silco is dead and all her interactions with Vi involved feeling threatened by her or threatening her]

Vi: Caitlyn

Caitlyn: Vi and Jayce and maybe(?) her parents

Mel: Jayce

Jayce: Mel and Viktor and Caitlyn

Viktor: Jayce

I just want them to have more than... one friend abdshfljhdlkj

[archangeldyke-all]

Oh man I have ideas..

Sevika has a home back in Zaun but she has to have an apartment in Piltover because of councilor duties until she fully adjusts to topside and accepts the insistent offers of a manor. Imagine being her wife and just helping her relax after her first day, cuddling and all that whilst adjusting to the fancy apartment bigger than your old house.

Or..

Sevika taking her wife out for a walk in Piltover, admiring more of the garden as the plants grow upon new soil. A talk about the future whilst holding hands.

Or..

Them renewing their vows, having that damn fancy wedding of the dreams.

Toodles!!!

EEEEEEEEK okay lets do some councilor sevika (also isha and jinx are still alive in this story because i said so. she doesn't need to suffer so much to still be an incredible leader. give her her girls!!!)

men and minors dni

you were the first person approached about sevika representing zaun in piltover's new council post-war.

you were a little concerned to find councilwoman shoola and three members of her personal guard on your front stoop-- and for just a moment you had a flash of anxiety that she was here looking for jinx or isha.

"councilwoman. hello." you say, still surprised. you've met the woman a few times before, both of you attending various re-building efforts around the undercity. she holds up a hand.

"please, dear, we've built a bookshelf together, you've seen me at my lowest. you can call me shoola."

"h-how can i help you counc-- shoola?" you ask. she smiles.

"i'm here regarding your wife."

you frown. "...is she in some kind of trouble?" you ask, already mentally planning how to worm sevika out of her trouble. the councilwoman chuckles.

"quite the opposite, actually. i'd like her to join the council... as an ambassador to the free nation of zaun." she says.

you nearly shit yourself at her words-- sevika's life work casually mentioned like it's just a sidenote. "the-- free?" you ask.

she smiles. "while the deaths of the other councilmembers in the war was a horrible loss, there are some issues i could never get my late colleagues to agree on. now, though... i've been given full authority to reorient the power structure of the council to avoid anymore kirraman's taking over-- and i've always been of the belief that zaun should be free."

"and w-what... you want to arrest jinx in exchange for it?" you ask.

shoola chuckles. "no."

"y-you want isha?" you ask. shoola laughs again.

"what could i want with a child? no!"

"so... what do you want?" you ask, your voice shaking as the reality of the situation sinks in.

"i just want your help talking sevika into the job. i know she can be... stubbo--?"

"bullheaded?" you guess as shoola searches for a kind word to describe sevika's stubbornness. she chuckles at your description of your wife and nods.

"here." she hands you a stack of papers. "i've outlined the full responsibilities of the job. as well as the benefits she will receive for serving. please. look it over and talk to her, would you?"

you do.

it's an excellent proposal.

as the undercity figures out how it wants to self govern, piltover will fund zaun's public infrastructure as if it's their own-- meaning that the undercity will, practically overnight, have access to things like clean water. and schools. and welfare. they will provide these services for up to fifteen years as zaun finds it's footing.

the position outlined for sevika in piltover's council is a way to assure piltover doesn't back out of their promises-- that somebody is there to call them out when they try to cut corners in helping the young nation of zaun find it's footing.

and, while your wife might miss the more physical aspects of her old work, you can see her chewing out some stingy old councilors for their greed in your minds eye, and you can't help but smile.

"what're you smilin' about?" sevika asks.

you jump and slam the folder in front of you closed, blinking up at your wife.

she's back from her meeting with ran, scar and jericho. the four of them have grown close in these past few months as they coordinate rebuilding efforts for various neighborhoods across zaun. you have to gulp, trying not to get dizzy with the possibilities of what sevika's job offer means for them as a team. as team zaun.

"h-how was your meeting?" you ask. sevika raises an unimpressed eyebrow at you and you huff. she sinks across the table from you, easily pulling the folder out of your grasp.

"meeting was fine. the elementary school bein' built in firelight's territory is almost ready to open. first school in zaun." she says with a smile. "now, what were you smiling at?"

"i was approached by councilwoman shoola this afternoon."

sevika raises an eyebrow at you. "did you two try to build a chair this time?" she teases. you groan and kick her shin, before tapping the folder in her hands.

"no. i was asked to convince my stubborn-ass, incredibly loyal, strong, beautiful, hard-fucking-headed wife to join the fucking council."

sevika blinks. "what?"

"they want you in the new council. serving as an ambassador. to the free nation of zaun, sevika."

sevika blinks again, and then she rips the file open, her silver eyes flying across the confidential text. "the fr-- the free nation of zaun?" she asks, her eyes flying up to yours to confirm. you grin and nod.

sevika flies out of her seat and crawls across the dining room table to reach you, tears flowing down her cheeks as she kisses you like her life depends on it.

you're there when shoola and sevika finally sit down to discuss the opportunity. shoola's the first piltoverian to not turn her nose up at the messy state of your small home-- she even grins at the sound of jinx and isha bickering from their bedroom. "you two have made a lovely home for yourselves, here." she says, sitting down at the table and jumping a bit when a toy squeaks under her bum. "i can almost see the love leaking out of the wallpaper."

"could be black mold." you whisper. sevika and shoola both sputter surprised laughs.

"sevika. have you considered my proposal?" shoola asks.

sevika sighs and nods. "i have a few conditions before i agree." she says.

this surprises you. as if the prospect of representing a free zaun isn't tempting enough, you saw the salary sevika's being offered. it's the kind of money that could buy you a house big enough that all four of you could have your own bathrooms.

(secretly, though, you hope you live in a tiny house forever. you like tripping over your family-- being within reaching distance at all times.)

"first. i'd like you to assign me the budget to employ three of my trusted confidants as advisors. i can give you their identities if you'd like, but i give you my word that they're good peo--"

"done." shoola cuts sevika off, scribbling a quick note in her journal before looking back up at the pair of you with a smile. "what else?" she asks.

you smile a bit. sevika blinks, then gulps. "jinx and her little friend ekko get a full ride to the university up top. they're incredibly gifted, and with a little proper education they could advance zaun--"

"you don't have to convince me, i remember how the war went. without them, we'd all be dead. i can arrange that."

"i don't want to leave zaun. i can't represent these people if i'm not living here. i'll need a car to get--"

"would you like a personal vehicle or a driver each morning and evening?" shoola asks.

sevika blinks. "a-a driver." she says, a little shocked.

"anything else?" shoola asks.

sevika nods. "o-one last thing." she reaches over to grab your hand. you have no idea what she could possibly want beyond what she's asked for-- she's taken care of her friends, her family, and her transport.

"anything." shoola says. you think the woman might mean it.

sevika looks down at her lap and sighs. "we... we never really got married." she says. you blink, not at all understanding why she's telling the councilwoman this. "i mean... we had a party and we exchanged vows," she says, a smile tugging at her lips. you squeeze her hand and her eyes flick up to yours, before shyly darting away like you guys haven't been married for a decade now. like you guys don't have two kids together. "but we never... nobody gets married in zaun. 's expensive. the trip up to the justice is too far. and..." sevika gulps, her voice getting shaky as she looks back up at you. "and you're the reason i've fought so hard for our home in the first place." she whispers.

tears start to well up in your eyes and you let out a shaky laugh. "what, 're you proposing to me again?" you ask. sevika snorts and shakes her head before turning to shoola. the woman's drying her own tears.

"will you arrange to have us married? officially?"

"i'd be honored." shoola agrees.

the wedding is small and intimate, you and sevika, jinx and isha, vi, ran, scar, jericho, and shoola.

the councilwoman took you to a beautiful little garden a few blocks away from the council, and she married you, officially, as the sun set and your girls threw handfuls of confetti into the sky.

your whole party marches through the streets of piltover and back to zaun for the afterparty, councilwoman shoola laughing happily as you introduce her to the zaunite tradition of barcrawling.

each bar you enter, jericho happily announces that you and sevika have been freshly married. sevika, being the new spokeswoman of zaun, is quite the celebrity now. all of this is to say, you spend the night drinking many free drinks, hugging many drunk strangers, and kissing your wife on request about a thousand times.

it's the best night of your life.

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[forsworned]

˗ˏˋFORSWORNED'S CALL OF DUTY MASTERLISTˎˊ˗

SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY

Simon has an onlyfans pt.1 (nsfw)

Simon has an onlyfans pt. 2 (nsfw)

Admiration

It's (not) just sex (nsfw)

Romantic

Baby makin' (nsfw)

Use your heart (nsfw)

Let me hear you (nsfw)

Blow out all the candles (nsfw)

Hush, don't think you've made it under my skin (nsfw)

drabbles:

Four-leafed clover (nsfw themes)

Family affair

Hot and bothered (nsfw)

Predator and prey (nsfw)

Soft (nsfw)

Like a tattoo

JOHNNY 'SOAP' MACTAVISH

Sexy stretching (nsfw)

Casual (nsfw)

drabbles:

So wrong (nsfw)

Johnny can't help but overhear the conversation you're having with Kyle about your hook-up gone wrong...

✯ SAVING SERGEANT MACTAVISH

𝗌𝗒𝗉𝗇𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗌: 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗅 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺 𝗈𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗈𝗁𝗇𝗇𝗒'𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂��� 𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁. 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝖼𝖾𝖾𝖽?

⤷ KNOCKING AT DEATH'S DOOR

KYLE 'GAZ' GARRICK

Jinx! you owe me a soda (nsfw)

Breach of privacy (slight nsfw)

The Penitent (nsfw)

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE

Sweet nectar (nsfw)

EPISODIC POLY!TF141 SERIES

Failed mission blues

Bumblin' fool

Crazy cat lady

Coddling

Favorite

Tears and taunting

Espresso many feelings

Y/n loses a bet

Dream blunt rotation

Androgynous y/n

KEEGAN RUSS

I wanna take a read on your disco stick (nsfw)

Something good can work (nsfw)

DAVID 'HESH' WALKER

Dirty little daydreams (nsfw)

Passenger seat lovers (nsfw)

Munch (nsfw)

No pictures, please!

No one noticed (nsfw)

LOGAN WALKER

Crush (ft. bluecollarworker!logan) (nsfw)

I always feel like somebody's watching me (nsfw)

Like father like daughter

Like father like daughter pt.2

ELIAS WALKER

God knows I tried (nsfw)

HEADCANONS

HOW THEY WOULD REACT TO...

⤷ "Hey guys, I'm with my boyfriend, ____" trend. ft. TF141

Keegan despises new age slang ft. Kick and Merrick

Divorcee Hesh

What if you and Johnny were so close... (nsfw??)

I feel like if the boys didn't join the army they'd all be blue-collar workers...

Johnny definitely gets turned on when you grab his ass...

INCORRECT COD QUOTES

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[aothotties]

Mommy Chaser pt. 3

Previous Chapters: (1)(2)

Warnings: swearing, masturbation, protected sex, riding, cunnilingus (m & f receiving), biting, fingering, multiple orgasms, pet names, lots of kissing!

Word count: 3.9K

Note: I am SO sorry it took me this fucking long to post this but I hope you all enjoy it!! :)

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“Mika, I don’t want to jinx anything with Eren but he’s damn near perfect.” You gush to your best friend while you pace back and forth. 

“Y/N! You must like him if you’re talking like this, are you sure you two haven’t slept together yet?” She asks somewhat playfully, Jean is sitting right next to her waiting for you to answer. 

“Ha ha, you know I haven’t slept with him. I can’t lie to you and say I’m not curious though.” You lay on the bed and bite your lip at the memory of your last encounter. 

The smell of his cologne filled your nostrils when he wrapped his arms around you for a hug. Or the comforting feeling of his muscular abdomen against your fingertips. 

“Are you still there?” You’re drawn out of your daydream by Mikasa and feel heat rush to your cheeks. 

“She’s probably thinking about getting dicked down right now.” Jean mumbles and your jaw quickly drops at such a wild, but somewhat true, accusation. 

You hear a smack and a yelp from Jean before Mikasa apologizes for his vulgar statement. 

“Please ignore him, we’re playing drunk board games and somebody’s having fun.” 

You can feel the poor woman’s embarrassment through the phone and let out a giggle to reassure her. 

“That sounds like fun, and even though your husband is an idiot…he’s not completely wrong.” You can’t help but admit defeat as more reminders from the other night flood your mind. 

“Oh my he’s really on your mind, isn’t he? I say go for it; I’ve known him for a long time and he’s a good guy. You deserve to move on and be happy.” You feel your worries die down the more she speaks, it’s almost like she’s giving you her blessing. 

“He’s corny as hell and eats enough for three people!” Jean adds and receives another light smack, this time he pulls Mikasa on top of him. 

You laugh and roll your eyes at his drunken words. You stare at the phone in confusion when there’s a lingering silence, soon followed by whispers and giggling. 

“Y’all, I’m still here. I’ll call you guys tomorrow night. Love you!”

“We love you more! Let us know how everything goes, Jean!” You hear your friend let out a fit of giggles before the line disconnects. 

You swipe over to your messaging app and sigh nervously. Your thumbs hover over the keyboard for a few minutes, you chew on your bottom lip and let out a sigh. 

You’re not even sure why you’re so anxious about all of this. Your baby girl is with her grandmother for the weekend, you don’t have to stress about working at all. It’s quite literally the perfect weekend for him to come over. 

“It’s now or never.” You mumble to yourself and start typing on the screen below. 

You smile at the last message before double-tapping it and leaving a heart. The feeling of the soft mattress and warm blanket have you drifting off. 

On the other side of

town Eren is acting like a teenage boy. If he could bounce off the walls in excitement he absolutely would, he’s only slightly ashamed of the bulge in his pants forming. It’s not his fault you’re the most divine woman in his eyes, you’re just so perfect. 

The thought of knowing that he’s going to finally get to see all of you, he’ll finally get to touch and squeeze your perfect breasts. All the nights of imagining what you look, feel and taste like have him leaking precum. 

He pulls off the suffocating boxers and lets out a hum of relief when the cool air makes contact with his hot tip. A thick hand wraps around the base and drags up, massaging the pink tip each time. 

“Y/N” He whines as he rapidly fuck his fist, his free hand grabs the sheets below as he gets close to his release. 

His tipping point is the thought of what your tight pussy is going to feel like wrapped around him. The hand grabbing the sheets slaps over his mouth as he moans loudly into his palm. 

He falls back onto his pillows and lets out a sigh of relief as he catches his breath. He looks down at the mess on his hand and huffs sleepily. 

“Just one more day.” He mumbles to himself while wiping the sticky fluid off himself. 

The next day finally rolls around and you’ve never felt more nervous for anything in your life. 

“Pull yourself together girl, you’ve had lots of sex before.” You say to yourself in the mirror while gently patting your cheeks. 

Your pep talk comes to an end when you hear the doorbell ring, you look over yourself once again in the mirror before shutting the light off. 

“Who is it?” You ask as you walk up to the door, a smile forms when you look through the peephole and see Eren on the other side. 

“It’s your future husband, open the door, sweetheart.” He responds playfully and you shake your head to refrain from laughing. 

You quickly unlock the door and move to the side so he can walk in. He drops his bag on the floor and removes his shoes before pulling you into a hug. 

You wrap your arms around his neck and he pulls you in closer. You take a deep breath and get a whiff of his cologne. 

“You smell nice.” You mumble against his chest, he rests his chin on top of your head and hums contently. 

“Thank you, I was thinking of you when I bought it. Are you hungry? I brought snacks for us to have.” He sets you back on the ground and you shake your head in response.

“I had lunch not too long ago, I can make you something if you’re hungry.” You politely offer and he’s the one to shake his head.

“I ate beforehand too, and when it’s time to eat dinner will be on me. I’m gonna be treating you today. Now show me one of those movies you were talking about.” He turns you towards the living room and you both sit on the couch.

“It’s called Bridgerton Eren.” You correct him, he playfully rolls his eyes and turns on an episode he’s never seen.

You get comfortable on the couch and cuddle up to Eren. You focus closely on the screen and give your full attention to the show.

In the few months of you two meeting one another, Eren has never understood why you love this show so much. 

Maybe it’s the attractive cast members, or maybe it is the plot, he’ll just have to watch and see for himself. That only lasts for a few seconds before his eyes land on your focused state. 

He grins at how entranced you are before the sound of moaning catches his attention. His eyes lock onto the TV and he raises an eyebrow. 

“So this is what you watch when I’m not here?” He smirks at you and you shake your head. 

“Not all the time! Sometimes I watch Modern Family or Brooklyn 99.” You say matter in rebuttal. 

He nods his head and hums in response before giving his attention back to the screen. He watches closely as the actors kiss and caress each other so tenderly. 

He shifts around on the couch to relieve some of the pressure in his underwear and glances to make sure you don’t notice anything. Thoughts of his hands groping your body and his lips kissing down your neck flood his mind as the scene goes on. 

You’re no better, there’s wetness pooling in your panties at the thought of him ravishing your body. Oh, how you long to be able to feel his mouth on yours, whispering sweet nothings in your ear while you come from another orgasm. 

You look over at Eren and are surprised to see how intensely he’s staring at the television. His Adam’s Apple moves up and down as he Mswallows nervously and keeps his eyes on the screen. 

You sit up and hold back a laugh at the blush that forms on his cheeks. 

“No I’m good, why are you alright?” He rubs the palms of his hands and his jeans and you nod in response to his question. 

“I’m doing great, if you want we can watch something else.” You reach for the remote, he gently grabs your hand and shakes his head. 

“You don’t have to do that, it’s fine. I’m fine.” He reassures you with a smile and a pat on the leg. 

“You know what's nice about being a mom?” You tilt your head and run your fingers through his hair. 

He inhales deeply and hums in relaxation at the feeling of your fingers massaging his scalp. He looks over at you and gives you a tired smile, he can’t help but crumble under each stroke of your fingers. 

“You can almost always tell when someone’s lying.” You whisper in his ear and watch as he has a full-body shiver. 

You place a finger on his lips to silence him. He swallows nervously but refuses to take his eyes off yours. 

You find yourself climbing into his lap as if it’s your throne. The finger that was covering his lips traces the outline of his mouth. 

He wraps an arm around your waist to pull you in closer, you close the space between you two and press your lips together.

You release his hair from its ponytail and tug gently at his roots, a groan falls from his lips at the sensation and his hands steadily move down your back, they hover above your ass and you pull away from his lips.

“You can touch me Eren, I want you to touch me.” You stroke his cheek with your thumb and he nods his head, he pulls you down by the back of your neck and slides his tongue in your mouth.

This time you’re the one that’s making sounds, you whimper into the kiss when his large hands rub the fat of your ass. His hips buck abruptly and your whimpers turn into moans, you can feel his hard cock against the fabric of your shorts.

Your hands grab at his shirt, urging him to take it off quickly. He gets the hint and pulls away from your lips to remove it. You bite your lip at the sight of his body from under you, you can’t help but trail a finger down his abdomen.

“Don’t be shy baby.” He teases and takes your hand trailing it down his body at a teasingly slow pace. 

He smirks at how shy you’ve suddenly become, only watching his body and no longer making eye contact. He takes your hand and stops the movements at the waistband of his pants, you gulp and feel heat rush to your cheeks.

“Do I make you nervous, pretty girl?” He chuckles and tilts your chin upwards so that you’re both face to face.

You shake your head and take the opportunity to massage the outline of his dick through his sweatpants. 

He hisses in pleasure and throws his head back against the couch, you experiment by replacing your hand with a roll of your hips.

“Fuck baby, do that again.” His hands help your hips grind back and forth, you fall forward and smash your lips on his. 

He smirks against your lips as your moans get louder with each buck of your hips. He pulls back from your lips and raises your tank top, he leans forward and takes one of your nipples into his mouth. 

“Eren!” You gasp in pleasure and dig your nails into his shoulder. He groans at the sting and gently bites down on the bud.

Your fingers tangle in his hair and you fear that you might come in your pants if he doesn’t let up, not like he would mind that anyway.

He pulls away and places a gentle kiss on your breast before taking the other bud into his mouth to give it equal attention. Your back arches and you feel more of your arousal soak into your panties, you know for a fact that there’s a wet spot on Eren’s pants.

Eren feels like he’s in heaven with the feeling of your hands in his hair and your clothed cunt grinding against him. He pulls off of your nipple with a pop and falls back onto the couch, he takes a moment to catch his breath.

“I’m not too much for you, am I?” He asks in all seriousness, you give him a genuine smile and shake your head in return.

“No Ren, not at all. If I’m uncomfortable then I’ll let you know.” You reassure him and press your forehead against his, craving the feeling of being as close to him as possible.

“I’m gonna touch you now if that’s okay?” He plays with the waistband on your shorts as he waits for an answer. 

You permit him by moving next to him so you can slide your shorts and panties down simultaneously. 

You move to sit back in his lap and he quickly stops you. He lays you back against the pillows on the couch and looks over your body.

“I want to get a good look at you first.” He praises, his eyes take their time as he scans every inch of your body. His dick hardens in his pants at the sight of your wet cunt right in front of him.

“Just a quick taste, yeah?” He asks more himself than you, he spreads your legs and makes eye contact with your heat.

His pink tongue licks a gentle stripe up your clit and you shudder at the feeling. After the positive reaction, he dives deeper into your cunt, and your hands immediately grab the couch. 

His large hands securely grip your thighs and his tongue darts in and out of your dripping hole.

Your back arches off of the couch in response to the immense pleasure between your legs. He moans into your cunt as your juices flow down his throat, he rubs your clit with the pad of his thumb and watches you squirm around.

“E-Eren!” You gasp as you feel your orgasm creep up on you. Eren replaces his tongue with his fingers and licks your sweetness off his lips.

“You gonna come on my fingers, baby? Go ahead, princess.” His long fingers curve upward and you grab his wrist with a sense of urgency.

“I'm gonna cum Ren, f-fuck I wanna cum on you!” He pouts when you stutter and nips at your exposed neck, he places kisses up your neck and stops at your ear.

“You will baby, I want you to cum on my fingers too. I want you nice and wet for me.” He pulls you closer with his free hand and pumps his fingers at a quicker pace.

You pull him into a kiss and moan against his lips as you release on his hand, you bite his lip as you pull away and he removes his fingers from your cunt. 

He slides a finger into his mouth and closes his eyes as he saviors your sweet nectar. You copy his actions and suck on his middle finger, making sure to maintain eye contact with him.

“You’re trying to kill me.” He says jokingly, his dick on the other hand jumps when you pull off of his finger.

“Not quite yet, I still have to return the favor.”

You press against his chest and undo the tie on his pants, your fingers drag along his thighs as you pull his pants and boxers off. 

You watch in awe as his dick springs free and rests on his stomach. You wrap a hand around the base of his cock and massage the base, he sighs in pleasure at the feeling of your soft hand against his warm skin. 

His eyes widen when your thick lips wrap around his sensitive tip, he looks down to see your brown eyes staring into his green ones.

You mentally pat yourself on the back at the look of deep pleasure displayed on his face. You take more of him into your mouth and relax your throat with each inch you

Eren gathers some of your hair and holds it up 

into a makeshift bun, he hisses and watches you in admiration. 

His eyes close tightly and he finds himself gripping the cushions on the couch. The feeling of your wet tongue massaging the veins on his dick has him seeing stars. 

His grip on your hair tightens after you fully take him down your throat. Your moans send vibrations to his dick that spreads pleasure throughout his entire system. 

“Fuck baby girl, you take me so well.” His grip loosens on your hair and he guides your lips up and down his shaft. 

You moan at the salty taste of his precum coating your tongue, you take a look at the man above and squeeze your thighs at the imagery. 

His head is thrown against the back of the couch, his chest heaving up and down as little pants leave his pink lips. His abs flex with each suction of your lips, and his pretty brown hair falls in his face when his eyes meet yours. 

You give him a slight smile and he flashes you a weak one in return, he gently pulls you off his cock and back into his lap. He closes the gap between you both with his lips and sighs into your mouth. He pulls your shirt off and throws it somewhere in the living room. 

You moan passionately as his soft hands roam your body so freely and delicately. He pulls away to catch his breath and gives you a small laugh. 

“Not to ruin the moment, but there’s condoms in my bag.” He rubs your thigh with his thumb and you nod in remembrance. 

“Oh shit, yeah you’re so right. Duh!” You ruffle through his book bag until you find the small aluminum package. 

Tearing it open with your teeth, you raise your hips so you can properly slide it on him. He bites his lip and more precum can be seen dripping from his tip as the condom goes on. 

You throw a leg over his waist and hold onto the back of the couch to maintain balance. He rests his hands on your hips and massages the skin to ease any nerves. 

You lower yourself slowly and gasp at the feeling of his tip nudging its way through your entrance. Eren helps guide you down his shaft at a slow pace, his fingers grip your hips tighter and you moan at the stretch. 

“T-take your time pretty girl. We’ve got all day.” He rubs your cheek with his thumb as your thighs tremble with each inch your pussy swallows. 

You nod your head and focus on getting as much of his thick cock inside of you as you can. Erens mouth falls open at the way your tight heat sucks him in with each movement. You finally bottom out after a few more seconds of pacing yourself, he tangles his fingers with your manicured ones and kisses your hands. 

“You okay?” He wraps a finger around one of your coils and you nod your head in return, he leaves small pecks on your cheeks to ease your mind. 

“You’re a lot um, t-thicker than I imagined.” You sheepishly confess this brings a smirk and chuckle from the man below you. 

“Is that so baby? You’re telling me my confidence didn’t give it away.” He teases, you hit his chest and he thrust upward in retaliation. 

The sensation of his thick tip hitting your sweet spot draws a sultry moan from you. 

“How do we get that sound to happen again?” He experimentally bucks his hips again from under you, you dig your nails into the couch at the stretch from his cock and the pleasure it’s bringing to your body. 

“ ‘Ren! F-feels so good.” You throw your head back as you bounce up and down in his lap. 

The green-eyed man below you watches in content as you set the pace and fuck yourself silly on his hardened cock.  Jolts of pleasure course through his veins, and his heart rate speeds up with each movement of your hips. 

“ c’mere beautiful.” He pulls you into another kiss and pistons his hips upward to fuck against your g-spot. 

He holds you in by the back of your neck when you squirm in pleasure, your whines are swallowed by his groans which only egg him on further. 

On your end, you feel another orgasm building up in your lower stomach. The feeling of satisfaction is drawn out of you each time his thick cock head taps your cervix. Your gummy walls draw him in more each time he fucks into you. 

“I-I’m gonna come Eren! Please don’t s-stop.” You cry out as your second release quickly hits you, you fall limp against his lap and his thrust keeps you moving. 

“Am I too much baby? You’re such a pretty girl.” He compliments you and watches as you try to weakly bounce atop him. 

You shake your head and whimper as you climax against him yet again. 

“I didn’t even do anything that time, I didn’t realize my sweet girl was so sensitive.” He playfully pouts and kisses your cheek delicately. 

“ m-my legs are tired Ren.” You huff and he nods while giving you a sympathetic nod in return. 

“ ‘s okay mama, let your man take care of you, just a little bit longer like this. You feel so good.” He praises through gritted teeth. 

He has you wrap your arms around his shoulders while he holds the sides of your hips. He massages your smooth skin with his palms before controlling the speed of your hips, a low growl leaves his lips as your cunt drips down his eager cock. 

“Oh my god, yes yes fuck!” You cry out as your climax rushes upon you again. 

Any moans that Eren was holding fall out of his mouth as you clench and cream all over his thick shaft. He pumps his cock into you a few more times to ride out your orgasm before pulling out abruptly. 

“Can you handle a little more baby?”

That was the last thing you remember before you awake from a deep slumber. The room around you is dimly lit by your bedroom lamp, which you didn’t even realize you made it to…

Your thoughts are interrupted by Eren peeking his head in the door with a bright smile. You return the gesture and signal for him to join you on the bed. 

“Did you get enough rest? You were out for like 2.5-3 hours.” He holds back a laugh as you look away in embarrassment. 

“Yeah, I think I’m well rested.” You let out a yawn and groan loudly as you stretch, your head turns to look at the time and your eyes widen. 

“8:30?!? Eren you came over at like 1:45! Oh my god, are you hungry?” You rush out of bed and head to your kitchen, only to be surprised by takeout on the table. 

“I told you, dinner and everything else today was on me.” You hear from behind you, you turn around and cross your arms. 

“Well, don’t you just have the answers to everything?” You walk up to him and smile. 

“Yeah, something like that.” 

Ari

[venerawrites]

Heyyyyyyy saw you're ask was open and jumped with joy!!!!

I have a request; for how Viktor or Jinx would react to reader fainting from exhaustion!, angsty and fluffy!!..love you're stuff ❤️❤️❤️

author's note: oh my, you are so sweet, thank you! This was such an interesting request to write and also my first one for Jinx, so I really hope you like it and I did your expectations justice! Thank you for requesting! <3

➤ Viktor

Working late side by side was not an unusual occurrence for you and Viktor. You often found yourselves in the lab way past closing hours and you even fell asleep on the corner sofa on numerous occasions.

While you were used to hard work, your recent project on trying to find a way for the Hexcore to react with organic matter has really taken its toll on you. You and Viktor spend hours experimenting, without a break and barely eating any food during the day.

Being completely engrossed in his work, it did take a few days (and maybe a small comment from Jayce) for Viktor to notice your malnourished look - the dark bags under your eyes, the unusual greyish colour of your skin

He tried everything to make you stop your work on the project - from trying to convince you to stay at home and proposing for him to take a few days break with you, to actually having arguments day after day about how he doesn't want you to experiment on the Hexcore anymore and he is giving it up altogether.

Being even more stubborn than him, you refused to abandon your work, knowing how high the stakes were. And this is how one day, after another long day, you felt you were almost there when suddenly everything went blurry and you felt yourself falling back...

Viktor was on his way back from a meeting with Jayce when he felt some nagging feeling at the pit of his stomach. He was not one to be superficial or anything, but deep down he knew something was wrong.

Once he opened the door and found you laying next to your desk, a trail of blood coming from the side of your head, forming a little pool on the ground, he felt his whole breath being taken away.

In his rush to get to you, he threw away his crutch, limping a few steps, before falling on his knees. Not giving up, he crawled to your unconscious form on his knees, cradling you in his lap once he was in an arm's reach.

"No, no, please! Wake up!", he shook your form, before lifting his head toward the door, "Help! Somebody help! Please!"

Luckily for him, Jayce and some of the enforcers were still on the same floor and once they heard his distressed calls, they immediately ran toward your lab and brought you to the hospital.

Viktor is a gentle and kind man, who loves you more than anything in his world, but he does have a problem expressing his thoughts and fears. So while he was crazy worried about your health, despite all the promises from the nurses that you are going to be fine, he felt a rising mix of frustration and annoyance bubbling inside of him. Why can't you just listen to him for once?

After you woke up a few hours later, he was happy to see you finally conscious, but even that did not save you from the long lecture he gave you about how you never listen to him, how you don't care about your health, and how Hexcore has brought nothing, but pain and issues for you.

He then exits the room for a few hours and while he remains in the hospital, he uses the opportunity to get some fresh air and gather his thoughts. He knows he sounded harsher than intended, but he just didn't know how to word his worry for you.

You were released the next day and instructed to stay home, and while you tried to convince Viktor that you were fit to go back to work, he was having none of it. He took you straight home and he took a few days off himself, so he can take care of you.

He never apologized for his sharp words in the hospital, but you knew how sorry he was based on the way he was treating you, getting you everything you asked for, cooking you dinner, and doing all the chores, despite being in a poor health himself.

He will try to keep your mind busy by organising "book dates" on the sofa, where you read to each other, or by competing with you while playing board/card games (he totally let's you win, by the way.)

Please don't be mad because he is not good with words - he loves you more than his own life, which is why he is set to give up on the Hexcore project once and for all after seeing what it did to you.

➤ Jinx

Keeping up with Jinx was a tiring task - the young woman had such high energy, that she was hyperactive a good 80% of the time. She was always running around, making different trinkets or weapons, or drawing on the buildings of Zaun.

You, on the other hand, were more relaxed and laid-back. It's not like you were in bed all day, but you didn't like to be rushed, neither you liked to be always on the move. If anything, you preferred to spend your time cuddled next to Jinx after a long day of work, rather than run around the Undercity.

But life has been difficult for both of you recently since Violet came back and the blue-haired girl needed you more than ever. While she tried to act normal around you, you could hear her mumbling stuff about her sister in her sleep and when you were out together, she kept looking around, almost paranoid.

You tried to support her in the best way you knew how - with physical affection and also being glued to her side 24/7. She did have abandonment issues and she never liked to be left alone, but recently she was extra clingy around you.

Her energetic lifestyle, however, proved to be a bite too big for you to chew, and only after 2 days of spending your time only with her and accompanying her on her little 'missions', you felt absolutely exhausted. Not only you couldn't get more than a few hours of sleep each night, but you also barely had the time to eat, as you were constantly on the move.

Too engrossed in her attempts to run away from her memories, she didn't notice how you were becoming weaker and weaker in front of your eyes. So when one day she came back home, ready to give you a piece of her mind for leaving her waiting for you for over an hour, she was shocked to find you passed out on her desk, completely unconscious.

Many emotions passed through her at that moment - fear, confusion, disbelief - and for a while, she just stood frozen in place, looking at you with wide eyes. Cautiously, she walked next to you and tried to shake your shoulders gently.

"Bam-Bam, are you asleep? Hello?", her shakes got more energetic with every second of you not responding, "Shit! Bam-Bam! Please be okay, please be okay..."

Despite looking pretty short and slim, Jinx has always been pretty strong, especially with her hands. Scooping you in her arms, she quickly made her way to Silco's office, unsure where else to go. She knew that he was somewhat reserved when it came to your relationship, but at the moment he was the closest and the most convenient option.

Practically barging into his office and not bothered at all by the fact that he was in a meeting with Sevika, she laid you on the couch and started rambling about what your plans for the day were and all the events that happened since the morning till the moment she found you on the floor.

Luckily for her, Sevika has dealt with many people who have fainted from exhaustion before (mainly Shimmer workers). After checking your breathing and pulse, she picked you up and decided to move you to one of the free bedrooms on the floor so you could rest.

Of course, Jinx did not want to leave your side, but as she tried to follow the older woman, she was stopped by Silco who claimed you need some time by yourself, so you could rest and that he would have someone checking on you periodically.

She was furious - she wanted to be by your side and she didn't like that she was being kept away. What would you think once you woke up and she was not there? So while initially she agreed to let you rest, the moment Silco left "The Last Drop" for business, she immediately ran to the room you were in.

You woke up a few hours later only to find her trembling on the chair next to you, bouncing her knee up and down with rapid speed, while her head was buried in her hands. Blue hair was sticking out from her braids in every direction, while her nails were digging almost painfully into her scalp. Once she heard her name falling weakly out of your lips, she jumped from the chair and circled her hands around you, prepping your face with small kisses. She kept apologizing for not taking care of you, for not noticing how exhausted you had been for the past few days, and promising she would be better for you, as long as you don't leave her.

For the next few days she stayed glued to your side, insisting she needed to help you eat, change, and shower, and every time Sevika or Silco tried to pull her away, she would get both angry and upset. Eventually, they just let her do whatever she wanted, while also making sure you were recovering well.

Despite Jinx denying it, you knew her mind was partly occupied by Vi and her presence in Zaun. You tried to convince her that everything was going to be okay and that you would help her find her sister, but every time she just shook her head, saying that the only person she cared about was you. Deep down, she did blame Vi for what happened to you - if she hadn't decided to randomly pop in the Undercity after so many years, she wouldn't be so stressed and shocked, and you would've been fine.

Jinx becomes even more clingy with you after this and she will nag you to eat, drink, and rest all the time (despite not doing it herself). This girl loves you and while she can't really change who she is, she will try her best to slow down, take a breath and enjoy her time with you without the constant rush and adrenaline.

cc artwork: Max Suleimanov

[sevikasangel]

𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 ๑⁠˙⁠❥⁠˙- what would it be like to be asked to be their valentine?

including: vi, caitlyn, jinx, sevika.

— 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: fluff, f!reader, legal age gap, lowercase intended.

— 𝐚/𝐧: gotta love sweetheart aesthetic!

𝐯𝐢 ♡

you were a very close friend of vi's. you'd stuck around when she needed somebody the most. you were the only person she knew she could rely on ever since vander passed. no matter how many fights you had, how life treated you both, how many opposites against your friendship there seemed to be in the way. vi's feelings turned into something deeper a while ago. she realised she loved you after she had an awful day at work, and the only person she needed to see was you.

despite a recent fight you had over vi letting her stress get the best of her, she bought you your favorite fast food and a heart pin for your bag, you loved those accessories, she noted. you were surprised to see her sitting at your doorstep with some paperbags after you came back from work.

"cupcake, you're finally here...happy to see me? i...got you those fries and sandwich you like...with a cupcake! just like you... listen, i know i was bad to you and i said mean things. you can punch me in the face! go on! what you mean no? ok...then, forget the punching. (y/n)...(y/n). i don't know how to be lovey dovey and stuff but i am trying here. i like you. i really do. can i come in? we can eat this...and maybe i talk you into being my valentine."

𝐜𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐧 ♡

caitlyn slipped a lock of her long hair behind her ear as she anxiously tapped her foot against the wooden tiles of the hallway of your building. the enforcer sucked in a breath, glancing between the bouquet of white and red roses she'd ordered at the local flower shop. you both met at a local piltover festival while caitlyn was on duty. she helped you retrieve your stolen wallet and she'd been awestruck with you ever since. she knew you worked at a local cafe and she would always order her morning breakfast with you, sharing small conversations that meant a lot to her.

Caitlyn gathered enough courage to knock gently on your door. There is no turning back now, she thought to herself, as the monotonous sound of your footsteps began getting closer and closer until the knob turned, followed by the low creak of the door. And then your face emerged, your full body following. She couldn't help but smile. You were the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen.

"hello, (y/n). good afternoon! how are you? i am quite fine, too. better now, actually, after seeing you. oh, this bouquet? no, no, no, it isn't for me. i ordered it for you. i remember you told me you are fond of roses. they did remind me of you. so...would you like to go to the movies with me? amazing! and lastly...be my valentine, please."

𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐱 ♡

jinx spent the whole morning and afternoon preparing a surprise for you. she was your best friend, but the blue haired girl wanted to be so much more than that. she'd loved you for such a long time, but never felt courageous enough to ask you out. the voices would convince her that you would never feel the same for such a loser like her. but this time, after two years, she wouldn't waste another valentine away from the girl she loved.

she broke into your house while you were visiting your family and went straight into your bedroom to give you her gift and proposal: with her colour sprays and inventions, she painted your walls and drew on them with little doodles of hearts, adorable animals, you both in a beautiful garden...she also spread handmade gifts all over your room. your bed was covered in red dye with hearts and a monkey robot on top of it held a banner: "(y/n), i love you! be my valentine!"

"toots, ya finally came home! ya like your surprise!? don't look so dumbfounded, it's amazin'! it took me hoooours to finish. look at that lil spinning ballerina i made for ya! and the bed, so soft! aaaand...will you be my valentine!? i love ya, toots! i want you to be my girl and we will kaboom boom blah togetha'! wait...ya love me back! aaaaah, i told y'all, she is mine! now come lay on ya nice bed and we will cuddle, valentine!"

𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 ♡

you were one of the girls who worked at babette's. though not as a stripper or a prostitute, you were a waitress, trying to make some money in order to survive in zaun. if you were lucky enough, you'd get some tips here and there from drunks who were hopeful to get under your pants. however, sevika was different. you felt no malice coming from her. silco's right hand woman was different from the men who could only see you as a piece of meat. she actually treated you with respect. the bare minimum, yes. but in zaun, the minimum was a lot.

sevika was fond of you. you were a woman who she felt something she couldn't quite get a grasp on towards. it was a weird sensation on her chest, seeing you. her heart would pump faster and she'd feel thrilled whenever you demonstrated to be impressed by a story she told. it wasn't that she didn't feel physically attracted to you. she did. oh, how she did...though it was more than that. and that persistent, unknown feeling annoyed her.

you were dead concerned when sevika showed up bruised and bloodied from a street fight with vi. she definitely didn't expect to have you on your stupid cupid costume at valentine's day to be patching her up and gently cleaning her wounds, inside a small spare room of the bar. the sounds of the muffled loud music and you humming to yourself were swirling around her head as she glanced at you, releasing a strained breath.

"listen, (y/n). i don't know how to do this shit and i think it's stupid, but be my valentine. that cupid costume would give me second hand embarrassment had it been in anyone else, but you look like an actual angel in that. what you laughing at? that isn't corny! i wanna take you on a date, but i am fucked up right now, doll. tomorrow i will pick you up at your place by seven o'clock, be ready. gonna take you somewhere nice, not this dump of drunks. you're special to me, really...i mean it. thanks for being here. you can always count on me too, sweetheart."

[realrichinmyhead]

﹡ ' 𝐛𝐮𝐳𝐳 ' 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

( ૮₍´˶• . •🎀₎ა ) : ────────── dialogues taken from niki's album , ‘ buzz ’ . dialogues range from happy , sad , angry and more . edit and change as you deem necessary . please like and / or reblog if using and consider following !

❛ be a big boy and face the fucking truth. ❜

❛ what happened to making a light of every problem? ❜

❛ but real love is a verb, i get it now. ❜

❛ i don't need to know where you're at. ❜

❛ . . .but i'll be fine cause i always end up just fine. ❜

❛ not to jinx it, but i wanna be the reason your future lovers keep changing with the seasons. ❜

❛ who am i if i can't be everybody's strong girl? ❜

❛ my youth is in your past. you'll always have that. ❜

❛ so you wanna talk? ❜

❛ what is it that you want? ❜

❛ life is a gamble, and you'll have to live with that. ❜

❛ but you still smile at a stranger, and you still make your weekend plans. ❜

❛ did you like her in the morning? ❜

❛ i feel like hot shit. ❜

❛ is this what the kids call petty? ❜

❛ though it didn't last, i hope our paths cross again. ❜

❛ soften up where i used to harden. ❜

❛ no one will ever save you. no one and nothing can. ❜

❛ so what do you say? ❜

❛ no, guys, i swear he's not emotionally unavailable. he's just traumatized. ❜

❛ you came crashing in like an act of god. ❜

❛ goddamn it, i'm at least somebody's strong girl. ❜

❛ i wanna be an itch you can't scratch. ❜

❛ did all the pretending help you forget? ❜

❛ i get the feeling that you're something that will surely go wrong. ❜

❛ no, you don't get to drop my name. ❜

❛ and you look around your bedroom, you're all alone again. ❜

❛ did you laugh over cold cups of coffee that you hate but still drink anyway? ❜

❛ the difference may be subtle, but it would have saved us. ❜

❛ wanna make out in your car in the lot of a drug store. ❜

❛ you put on a show when there's nothing else to say. ❜

❛ so you take it easy and i'll take my time. ❜

❛ i couldn't care less if this ends, in the end. ❜

❛ so you hang up, and you're not sure if you wanna cry or laugh. ❜

❛ now i'm always afraid to take up space, yet doing it anyway. ❜

❛ are you the exception or do i just like your music taste? ❜

❛ you care more about being good than being good to me. ❜

❛ people fall in love and fuck up. ❜

❛ and take my word for it, knowing you made me better. ❜

❛ it's like you've known me through all my past lives. ❜

❛ say it with your hands and we can talk all night long. ❜

❛ and i've kept you at an arm's length but now my shoulder's sore. ❜

❛ i look like a tough shot in the dark on a good day. ❜

❛ and now you expect me to wanna get brunch? ❜

❛ i wanna be wherever you are. ❜

❛ now i may very well have just lost the one. ❜

❛ maybe it won't be a sure thing, but it sure is a good thing. ❜

❛ did you like her touch at night time? ❜

❛ do i think you deserve this? my answer doesn't matter. ❜

❛ i'm tired of playing pretend. ❜

❛ i know it'd be easier if i just didn't ask, but it'd also be easier if she wasn't your last. ❜

❛ i hope that it was worth it. ❜

❛ i don't wanna be your friend. ❜

❛ what are the odds that you actually like me, and not just the chase? probably embarrassingly low. ❜

❛ the song's about to start. can you hear it? ❜

❛ and i'll take the dog on a drive somewhere. and you take care. ❜

❛ fuck, i think i'm falling for you. ❜

❛ why can't you look at what's in front of you? ❜

❛ well, you look like you're gonna break my heart. ❜

❛ it's out of my hands to wanna feel yours. ❜

❛ i hope she stubs her toe next time she texts. ❜

❛ i'm about to fall for you. ❜

❛ does it feel heavy now to look at me instеad? ❜

❛ but i don't believe in mistakes, i know that's convenient to say. ❜

❛ i get the feeling that this feeling isn't one meant to last anyway. ❜

❛ yeah, i'm gonna play the shit out of the blame game. ❜

❛ something's always missing ❜

❛ guess what i'm trying to say is i'd rather die than be friends. ❜

❛ bro, if you like her, just go and fucking tell her. ❜

❛ no, guys, i swear he's not a lost cause, it's just he hasn't met the girl that'll fix his life. ❜

❛ wish you'd focus on what's in front of you right now. ❜

❛ you can do your own thing, look, the choice is yours. ❜

❛ baby, look me in the eye and say you don't got it bad. ❜

❛ wondering why you're so nervous 'round a so-called "friend". ❜

❛ did you hope the nights would never ever end? ❜

❛ something tells me this is gonna hurt someday. ❜

❛ but i can't help that i'm the thing you're looking for. ❜

❛ don't talk to me about your last date. ❜

[grigori77]

Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 98 (THE LIVE SHOW!!!)

BRENNAN?!!! Hi! Mah boy! We're feeling so great, Bennan! Even those of us who AIN't in LA ... yes, we are excited. There's AUSSIES here? You mad bastards, that is COMMITMENT ... and he has NNOUNCEMENTS!!! Okay, then ... yeah, please don't jinx us, Brandan, we DO NOT want a live TPK right now ... oh the cosplays ... THE COSPLAYS!!! :3 Oooooh ... SOCKS?!!! Sweet ... ROLE!!! ROLE!!! YOU!!! YOU!!! DO THIS!!! DO THIS!!!

Oh, here they come ... ASHTON LIVES!!! Holy fuck, Travis! And the booty! Orym! LAUDNA!!! IMOGEN!!! My god Laura you're so CUTE!!! Nice suit, Rob! Awwww ... so Fearne! And then there's Matt ... so chill and casual ... I mean he COULD have cosplayed Essek at least ...

NordVPN? Oh dear gods ... what's it gonna be, then? oh, it's ALL the girls? Nice ... we're imaginary? Interesting ... yeah, we pretty. Yup! Happy Pride to YOU TOO ... boogie? Oh dear gods no ... a ZUNE? So early 2000s ... oh boy ... yeah, this is getting surreal now ... oh, now Marisha's getting in on the act ... of course she is ... I love how she's doing Laudna's Bane dance ... XD

LIVE recap this time ... okay ... ah yeah, the purple Hot Boi gets a cheer AS HE SHOULD ... oh, the howling ... that's so cute ... NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! NOT DORIAN!!!

No, that's not it, no, he DIDN'T do that, Cyrus WASN'T his fault ... wait, so ... that WASN'T an attempt to taunt him, then? What WAS that?

FIRST ROLL!!! OKay ... 24? Of course it is. How is it Liam ALWAYS rolls so well? It's almost uncanny, is he a halfling FOR REAL?

Laura: "Mmmmm ... I'm gonna make a mistake and ..." O.O Oh shit ... "... cast Detect Thoughts." Holy fuck, Imogen ...

A Wisdom save? Of course ... here we go, then ... PLEASE roll decent, Laura ... A NAT1?!!! Holy fuck ... O.O again ...

CRAP!!! That fucking Ruidian storm again ... her mother? Oh hell no, there's NO WAY she'd EVER say THAT to Imogen ... yeah, she doesn't believe that FOR A FUCKING SECOND ... seriously, Imogen don't trust ANYTHING this fake ass bitch has to say ... yeah, that's my girl ... "destroy the Pinion"? Hmmmmmm ...

CHetney: "You talked to your mom? That's what the demon showed YOU?!!! I'm going to hell." Ashton: "Probably pretty soon!"

Oh yeah ... Tevan is SEXY ... "Roleplay?" Oh boy ... REALLY, Laudna?

Gods yeah. Fearne really DIDN'T think this shit through, did she? Oh, she's so adorable in her cluelessness, I love it ... and now Dorian's trying to help "lawyer" her way out fo this ... XD

Tevan: "When it's done, I'll be waiting." Oh boy ... so she's, like ... BETROTHED now? Really? O.O

Which way to go? Yeah ... decisions decisions ... oh, split up? Really? Don't you know the Gold Rule?

To the left, then ... hmmmm ... oh ... that's not, like, OMINOUS or anything ...

Laura: "We're gonna DIE at the Greek!"

Matt: "Iogen sends her little balls into the room." Uh huh ...

Perception check! What do you smell, Chet? 17 ... okay, then ... a silver door? SILVER? Yeah, that's rather pointed ...

Burgandy scalemail? Interesting ... is that loot? Or is Taliesin right? "Chemical goop" ... Matt questions his good friend's past in knwogin what THAT smells like ... as he should ... O.O

Oh, it's a CLOAK? Interesting ... oh yeah, that's definitely loot ... IN THE BAG!!!

Orym hears something move VERY SUBTLY close by ... of course he does ...

"Read the Runes" ... Laudna uses Eyes of the Runekeeper ...

Travis really is rolling BALLS tonight ...

So what IS that breathing behind the door ... somebody's anxious and ready to run, apparently ... but they're definitely NOT a demon, interesting ...

Dorian just does "Shave & a Haircut" on the door ... and somebody finishes it? ALSO Interesing ...

A guest? Oh cool ... SAM RIEGEL?!!! Sam's back? SAM'S BACK!!! He's back! Oh my fucking GODS!!! Cute jacket, Sam! It'sd very loud ... not to mention the fucking HAIR ... Liam: "I do hope this doesn't awaken something within me ..." Yeah, you and the rest of us ...

He's a MINOTAUR?!!! Wow ... oh yeah, our boy's FINALLY playing to his ACTUAL height ... oh man ... he's had his throat cut? FUCK!!!

No, I don't think THIS is Dominox, somehow ...

His deception roll is a 4 ... so EIGHTEEN? Holy shit ... Divine Sense? Whoa ... okay, so is he a cleric or a paladin? Wait ... this guy KNOWS who Tevan is? Hmmmm ...

Who's his god, then?

Yeah, they already KNOW all this, new guy ... Ashton gives him a health potion ... so he's able to regain 4 HEALTH POINTS because Tal rolls balls ... XD

Dorian's Cure Wounds works a lot better ... 24 points back! Okay ... he Lays Hands on himself to cure himself the rest of the way ... Yeah, that's JUST as dierty sounding as you THINK it is ...

He's flirting with Fearne already ... oh boy ...

Oh, he infiltrated the Vanguard? With some friends? Oh, the rest of them died? Oof ... yeah, Dominox has been BUSY ...

While they talk Ashton gets a little needle from the evil demon ... 14 WITH advantage ... great ... oh no ... NO NO NO NO ... don't do this to him, PLEASE ... no, not FCG ... Matt Mercer you evil fucking bastard ...

Go off, Rock Boy ... you are SO awesome for this ...

Braius Doomseed ... oh, cute character art ... oh, the PLatinum Dragon? DID HE? Chetney Insight Checks ... wow, that is QUITE the fakeout cockblock, Riegel ... I mean who does he REALLY serve?

Something tells me Tevan's more invested in this "relationship" than Fearne is ... XD

Oh he is DEFINITELY the servant of some DARK GOD indeed ... yeah, Dorian's right, he's gonna fit RIGHT IN here ...

"Herald champion" ... oh yeah, definitely a paladin, then ...

Dorian's already trying to "mentor" him ... this is adorable ...

Oh, that is DEFINITELY the ancient Aeorian engine in question, isn't it? PURPLE CRYSTAL!!! Yup, that's definitely it ... the Pinion of Service, yes ...

Robbie: "I've literally never done this ... Insight check?"

Yeah, I DO NOT like the way those chains are moving AT ALL. That is just a nightmare waiting to happen ...

And now Braius is starting to flirt with ASHTON ... yup ...

The door was already open? Oh yeah ... that's great ...

Oh, Ludinus went TOWARDS the engine room? So he might already be ahead of them in this ... great ...

OF COURSE Ashton just wants to BREAK IT ...

A small girl? Oh great ... Travis is ALREADY noping out ...

Ah ... so she's a really CREEPY little girl ... yup, that's Dominox ... Imogen: "She's kind of cute." Laudna: "Yes! She's fun scary!" Orym: "But what's the ratio of that?"

Laudna really is tempted to just ADOPT this freakish little Japanese horror movie icon, isn't she?

Braius casts Bless on the group ... in a really cheesy way ...

Laudna: "We should've had him when we tried to do the porn." Dorian: "Some things are better off missed."

Fearne casts Locate Creature on Ludinus ...okay! Ah shit ... it's REPELLED? Oof ... bad sign ...

Chetney and Tevan are going into the chamber with their weapons at the ready ... okay, then ... Fearne and Ashton follow ... then Orym and Essek ... now Dorian's fluttering above for cover ...

This really doesn't feel like a smart place for a fight, people ... oh, and now they're clearly locked in ... Chet wolfs out ... MIrror Image for Laudna ...

Did Dorian just quote Hasbin Hotel? :3

Persuade the Grand Demon? Marisha rolls a Dirty 20 ... okay then ...

Matt makes Travis nope out again ... yeah ...

Fuck, Ashley ... INSANELY good roll there ...

Important door alert! Yeah ... oh, she doesn't like THAT at all ... oh, and now she's ATTACKING?!!! Fuck ... OUCH!!! That's nasty ... wait ... 21 FAILS?!!! Holy fuck ... NO!!! Chetney's been caught!

Wait ... Braius is climbing straight up for the Pinion? Hmmm ... this is going to be interesting ...

No, she's really NOT single ... O.O whoa ... Imogen WHAT?!!! Careful there ...

The TRUE form of Dominox ... oh yeah, no, REALLY don't set THAT SHIT free ... that's just HORRIBLE ...

Imogen casts Telekinesis to try and grab the crystal ... Laura: "Oh, there are so many dice in front of me!" Liam: "Who did that?" And he's FREE!!! Nice ... but now he has to follow through ... yeah, that didn't go well at alll, did it?

And now we got a massive demon thing in the middle of the room INSTEAD of the little girl from the Ring ...

CAREFUL, Orym ... crap, he's been rumbled ...

A|nimate Object ON THE DOOR?!!! That's SERIOUSLY bold, Laudna ... Robbie: "It's Doorie! Brother!" XD

Laura has to roll for repurcussions ... what did she get? How bad is it?

Roll Initiative! When we get back from the break ... O.O

BATTLEMAP!!! Sweet fuck that is an EPIC creation ... and it's moving an everything ... FUCK ME that bastard is TERRIFYING ... Robbie: "I always knew I'd die by furry!"

Time to roll Initiative, then ... cue Marish'a Wizzkids plug!

Sam: "I missed this!" The audience loses it ...

Tevan goes first ... oh, he's going RIGHT for the kill ... Divine Smite! 68 points of Radiant damage? Holy fuck ...

Orym holds his action for JUST IN CASE ...

A FUCKING LAIR ACTION?!!! Now EVERYBODY has to rolls dexterity? Fucking chains ... Oof ... Laudna, Ashton, Imogen and Fearne are now grappled with chains, but Braius' Aura of Protection saves Dorian, Orym, Essek AND Braius himself ...

Holy fuck Dominox is an EVIL fucker with this brutal attacks ... suddenly it's starting to look like a TPK may actual be genuinely IN THE CARDS for the night after all ...

Wait ... Dominox is SUCKED INTO A VOID by Ashton? Where the fuck did it just go? Oh, he drops the demon ON THE CRYSTAL ... which just BOUNCES IT RIGHT OFF some invisible forcefield ... right onto Fearne? Oof ...

Travis (chuckling): "A Grand Demon just fell on your ass!"

Dorian casts Shatter at the centre Spire ... 18 points of Thunder damage! Nice! Whoa ... this that ALREADY spring the crystal free? Holy shit, Flyboy! Bardic Inspiration!

TWO Legendary Actions? Holy shit ... he tries to BANISH Tevan but LAUDNA COUNTERSPELLS!!! Wow ... Perception Check to make sure she CAN ... 14 ... YES!!! It works! Fucking badass, Dead Girl!

Braius is the Herald of ASMODEUS?!!! They group go apeshit as their suspicions are confirmed! Poison Pen? Interesting ... so THWWACK with that massive flail thing ... oh, it's IMMUNE to poison damage? Balls ... so only 22 points of damage ... okay ... second strike WITH Inspiration ... Divine Smite means another 23 points! POW!!!

PAINT IT BLACK, RIEGEL!!!

The door is now Animate! NIce one, Laudna! The room beyond is now OPEN!!! In she goes with Orym in tow! Oh, there's somebody inside ... fuck, is it Ludinus? Perception check! 17 BOLLOCKS!!!

Laudna (screaming: "LET HIM OUT!!!" Tevan: "You will do NO SUCH THING!"

Form of Dread!

Fearne is free, at least ... she Wildshapes into a little mint-green wombat? Wow ... interesting choice ... she bolts to the crystal and stuffs it into her marsupial pouch ... bloody hell ... and when Dominox tries to swipe at her Matts CRIT FAILS THE HIT!!! Awesome ...

Chetney charges at Dominox ... Misty Step! He retrieves the crystal from Fearne and stuffs it in the Bag of Holding ... wow ... this is bizarre ... Dominox is now REALLY PISSED at Chetney and makes the post terifying threat possibel at him and the wolf starts to BRICK HIMSELF ...

Essek unleashes a Lightning Bolt right into Dominox ... 38 points of Lightning damage ... but it's HALVED due to resistance? Okay then ...

Ashton shifts into black and white as he charges and drops into the ground, books it towards the open door but attempts to destroy the engine on the way ... 19 hits! Phew ... 21 points of damage cracks it BADLY ...

Travis: "Does Dominox have an opinion?" LIam (as Dominox): "I'm big on crypto!"

Ahston makes another heavy slam into the engine ... another 16 points of damage! it's getting VERY messed up ...

Imogen gets as close as she can to Chetney and uses Telekinesis to pick him up and YEET HIM towards the door ... he barrels RIGHT THROUGH IT ...

Ludinus (almost REIGNED): "My goodness ..."

Yeah ... Ludinus almost CASUALLY baps him away from him with a Shield spell.

Oh fuck ... the tether yanks Domiox away and INTO Braius? Oof ...

Tevan attacks Dominox twice ... Smite away, Hot Boi! 22 damage from the first, then 36 for the second! Nice! And NOW the monster is FINALLY starting to look messed up ...

Orym chugs down his Speed potion and STREAKS back towards to Dominox to attack him ... 20 damage for a GOADING attack which he FAILS to resist ... second hit lands 9, then he hastes but the next THREE miss ... Action Surge! 19 points of damage and he trips it ... and then he Crit Fails ... oh shit ... so he skims away and BRAINS HIMSELF on the wall ... ricochets back and comes right back with another attack and SLICES AWAY at him again ...

Now Wee Man is just spinning like a dizzy top ...

OF COURSE Dominox IMMEDIATELY attacks him right back ... oh fuck ... 46 points of slashing damage ON THE FIRST HIT?!!! Dear fucking GODS ... MInd Feast? Sweet fuck ... this one's aimed at Ashton ... and he fails to resist ... 14 points of Psychic damage ... and he's drawn right towards him and HEALED?!!! Son of a BITCH!!!

Ludinus FUCKING Da'Leth swoops into the room right behind Dominox and casts Gate ... O.O ... wait, he's genuinely trying to HELP right now? Is this for real?

Dorian's turn ... oh, Robbie can't BELIEVE it's now up to HIM ... so he psyches Dorian up and casts Otto's Irresistable Dance on Dominox at SIXTH FUCKING LEVEL?!!! And Braius uses Sorrowful Fate to CHANGE DOMINOX'S SAVE so it's a FOURTEEN, which is a FAIL!!! Holy shit ... it FORGETS to use Legendary Resistance, so the Grand Demon starts to BOOGIE ... Matt has SO MUCH FUN describing what happens ... and even starts BOPPING HIMSELF ... I am IN AWE of the moment ... LOL

Braius turns his focus to Ludinus and casts Moonbeam at him ... oh my gods and Sam DOESN'T EVEN KNOW what that does ... O.O ... Dominox saves, but Braius still inflicts five points of Radiant damage ... so he Bonus Actions Hammering Horns to PUSH Dominox ten feet back ... which he ALSO fails to save against ... holy FUCK Samuel, HOW OP'd is your new character? Now the demon is IN HELL just inside the portal ...

Laudna tries to work out if this is THE Ludinus or just SNOWdinus ... no idea ... okay, she tries something COMPLETELY untested on him now ... she conjures up the spirit of Vess Dorogna as Spirit of Death to attack him ... only for him to Counterspell ... so she just Counterspells RIGHT BACK?!!! Holy shit ... so she succeeds in her plan ... HOLY SHIT ... so now, FOREVER he is permanently HAUNTED by this vengeful ghost? HOLY SHIT, Dead Girl! You're so awesome!

Fearne casts Polymorph on Ludinus ... SWEET FUCKING FUCK!!! This is BEAUTIFUL ... 25 on his save? BALLS ... that was almost SO awesome ...

Chetney turns back and turns Invisible, then holds his turn ...

Essek casts Gravity Fissure on the remaining spires, shatters them so they pierce into the portal and IMPALE Dominox ... damage is halved bu that's STILL 20 piercing! Holy fuck ...

Ashton takes a passing swipe at the engine ... 22 points of damage ... oh shit ... it just slowed to s stop! He takes one more swing ... 23 points and it is SHATTERED!!! Nice ...

Imogen runs as close as she can to the gate, tries to grab holdo of Ludinus with Telekinesis ... and he FAILS to save, but instead uses his Legendary Resistance to wipe it off instead! Asshole ... so she Lightning Bolts him at 7th Level instead ... most of the damage is deflected, but she still deals 12 points ... it's something, at least ...

Tevan charges in to attack Dominox, misses his first hit but catches the second ... oh, and it's the KILL hit? The live audience goes NUTS ... Matt: "How do I wanna do this?" He carves the demon in two and it just ASHES ...

Orym runs up the wall and then uses Grasping Vine to swing himself up behind Ludinus ... Pushing attack! 18 damage and he fails his save so Ludinus is SHOVED towards the gate! Ludinus drops the gate so Orym just attacks him hard with his sword instead ... come on, Wee Man! Kill this bitch!

Ludinus flies into the tunnel just past Chetney, then turns back to face them all ...

Wow ... fanboy Braius actually GETS HIS AUTOGRAPH from Tevan ... nice ...

Here we go ... cue arrogant self-important monologue from the supreme douchebag ...

Wait ... Imogen's goint to FOLLOW HIM?!!! Well OF COURSE Laudna's gonna follow her ... looks like they're ALL going, then ... I hope this isn't a problem ...

And now Braius is flirting with ORYM ... Orym: "Bro, you're HUGE." Braius: "It's okay." Wow ...

Heading deeper in, then ...

The Occultus Thalamus, then ... here we go ...

Here comes ANOTHER overblown monologue from Ludius, then ... he really does LOVE the sound of his own voice, doesn't he? At least we're getting some information while he's at it ...

Blah de-blah de-blah-de-blah ...

Okay, FINALLY something's happening ... hmmm ... "the memories of Aeor"? And now he's ACTIVATING this thing ... oh shit ... is this a BAD THING? Are we too late?

What the fuck ... BRENNAN LEE MULLIGAN IS TAKING OVER FROM MATT?!!! For real?

Brennan: "Light!" Yup ... here we go indeed ...

So ... are we setting up another Exandria Unlimited flashback game? "Is it Thursday yet?" Oh shit, yeah, I think we might be ... sweet ...

What an AMAZING way to end this most interesting Live Show ...

Oh ... so we gotta wait until SECOND WEEKEND in July for more? Makes sense after a LIVE show, I suppose ... I was already half prepared for the wait, really ...

[catindabag]

TBOSAS on Crack short take (71)

*Escorts are tour guides, right?*

Prof.Sickle: Children, sit down. I am here today to tell you-

Gaius: Is it P.E already?!

Felix: I’m allergic to pushups!

Hilarius: Are we dancing again?

Florus: I’m a fragile baby!

Festus: I don’t want to run laps!

Coryo: I’m not ready!

Sejanus: Babe, you’re never ready. You hate P.E.

Coryo: Of course I hate it. I’m sh*t at running.

Lysistrata: And climbing.

Clemensia: And jumping.

Domitia: And throwing.

Iphigenia: And-

Coryo: I already know that I suck at gymnastics, okay?!

Iphigenia: You’re so skinny, Coryo.

Coryo: Thanks. You too.

Vipsania: I love P.E.😊

Juno: Of course you do, Ney Ney. Of course you do.🙄

Palmyra: What’s P.E? Is it pie?

Livia: Obviously.

Prof.Sickle: Settle down. Gym class was yesterday.

Coryo: Oh, thank Panem.

Festus: Thank you, Panem!

Vipsania: Curse you, Panem!

Prof.Sickle: Right. I’m here to tell you brats that-

Urban: Professor, is this about the bastard who stole our pretty little red skirts yesterday?

Dennis: Oh, yeah! I almost forgot about our missing skirts! So where are they?

Palmyra: Were they stolen by Dean Highbottom?😀

Io: Was it the janitor?

Florus: Was it Plinth?

Sejanus: It wasn’t me.

Florus: Was it Strabo Plinth?!

Sejanus: What the heck, Flory!

Felix: Don’t tell me it was Hilari’s creepy old man again!

Hilarius: It wasn’t.

Felix: Don’t jinx it, Heavensbee!

Arachne: It was Professor Demi-Dementia-Gloss, wasn’t it?

Gaius: I hope not.

Prof.Sickle: Who?

Coryo: Professor Demigloss. Was he the skirt stealer all along? I mean, he does have a “secret” spy cam teddy bear sitting inside his office.

Androcles: I stole it.

Prof.Sickle: You stole the old man’s teddy bear?

Androcles: Yup! I stole Mr. Fluffy Feet just because.

Prof.Sickle: Just because?!

Androcles: It’s now hiding inside Dr. Gaul’s “totally legal” creepy laboratory by the way.

Sejanus: Nice! Good job, Andie!

Prof.Sickle: You hid what where?!

Androcles: For science.

Felix: And research.

Io: Peace and love!

Coryo: We want the monster gone.

Prof.Sickle: What the heck are you brats even spouting about?!

Urban: Somebody stole our skirts in the changing room yesterday and that bastard has to pay for it!

Hilarius: And just to clarify-

Prof.Sickle: Clarify what?

Hilarius: This time, it wasn’t me.

Prof.Sickle: This time?!

Hilarius: I’m pretty sure that I was drunk and high on morphling the last time I stole a red skirt from someone other than Coryo or Urban-

Urban: Hilari, did you steal my f*ckin’ red skirt again?!

Hilarius: Do I look like a skirt stealer to you?

Everyone: Yes, yes you do.

Urban: Heavensbee!

Hilarius: No, I did not!

Pup: Not this time.

Urban: F*ck you, you freak!

Hilarius: Ban Ban, I swear to Panem that I didn’t steal your sh*tty red skirt!

Urban: Prove it!

Hilarius: I was with Sejanus and Coryo when the skirt stealing happened!

Sejanus: He’s telling the truth.

Coryo: We were stretching.

Hilarius: Coryo was crying.

Coryo: I wasn’t! It was just sweat!

Hilarius: Snowy was wailing because he can’t finish 10 pushups without his boyfriend’s help.

Sejanus: *giggles* I touched Coryo’s ✨sacred ankles✨. They were so frail and skinny.🥰

Lysistrata: That’s hot.

Hilarius: See!

Coryo: Shut up, Heavensbee!

Hilarius: Seji Pie was also taking pictures of Coryo’s sweaty body and backside.

Sejanus: I was!😍

Coryo: Babe, please!

Sejanus: I love gym class!

Hilarius: And I was busy taking pictures of Coryo’s pretty feet.

Clemensia: We don’t want to know!

Lysistrata: I want to know.

Dennis: Are the pictures for sale?

Sejanus: How much?

Hilarius: 50 bucks for a set of Snowy’s feet pics and sexy skinny shoulders.

Coryo: What the actual f*ck, Hilari! My sexy shoulders and porcelain feet are not for sale!

Hilarius: I need money!😫

Coryo: We all need money!

Hilarius: But I’m poor!

Coryo: Aren’t you rich?!

Hilarius: My evil parents kicked me out of the family’s ✨Queen Bee Mansion✨, remember?!

Coryo: You still have your savings!

Hilarius: My creepy old man and mommy confiscated all of my possessions and froze my bank accounts too!😭

Coryo: Then cry harder!

Festus: Coryo, don’t be too mean. Heavensbee can’t even pay rent or feed himself without me dumpster diving for free food coupons.

Hilarius: I’ll pay you back!

Festus: No, you won’t.

Hilarius: Someday!

Pup: How the might have fallen.

Livia: So who was lurking and dancing inside the changing room before you, Loser Bee?

Hilarius: Anderson-

Livia: Not that I care. I have a million extra skirts in my closet.

Dennis: We know, Liv.

Livia: Just saying.😌💅

Everyone: *suspiciously side eyes Androcles*😒

Sejanus: Andie, did you perhaps-

Androcles: I’m innocent! I swear on my mother’s crimes and camera crew that I’m innocent!

Coryo: On your mother’s crimes?!

Androcles: Yeah. My weird mommy blackmails people for a living.😔

Coryo: Oh. That’s why you’re rich.

Juno: Like mother, like son.

Androcles: I don’t blackmail! I “borrow” stuff and don’t return them for a long period of time!

Juno: Same thing, you crook.

Androcles: They’re not the same!

Lysistrata: Anderson, just tell us the truth. Did you steal our skirts yesterday?

Androcles: I may have stolen your pens, notebooks, plushies, car keys, lipsticks, wallets, and erasers before-

Felix: Andie!

Androcles: But I am not a pervy skirt stealer like Hilari!

Hilarius: For the last time, I am not a pervy skirt stealer!

Prof.Sickle: Children, quiet!

Androcles: Professor, I’m not done confessing my crimes and defending my poor innocent self yet!

Prof.Sickle: Mr. Anderson!

Clemensia: Innocent?! Andie, you’re literally telling Panem what you’ve stolen from this class yesterday!

Androcles: Which makes me innocent!

Clemensia: How are you this dumb?! Who made you this stupid?!

Androcles: Why are you even bullying ✨The Amazing Andie Anderson✨ anyway?! What did I do to deserve your wrath?!

Clemensia: You’re a crook!

Androcles: Is this because I stole your little fluffy bunny plushies last week?!

Clemensia: You stole my pretty Mr. Paris Patty?!

Androcles: And your most cherished Mrs. Helen Melon! Happy?!

Clemensia: You kidnapped Mrs. Helen Melon too?! You monster!

Felix: Andie, please shut up. You’re just making things worse.😞

Clemensia: *tackles Androcles to the ground* You b*tch! Where are my expensive fluffy bunny plushies?!

Androcles: Clemmie, get off me! You’re crushing my ribs!😭

Clemensia: *starts choking Androcles* where’s my pretty little Mr. Paris Patty?!

Androcles: *is choking* I- I don’t know! Felix, help me!😫

Felix: Clemmie, please stop choking the school’s local klepto on broad daylight!

Clemensia: You liar! Where’s my lovely Mrs. Helen Melon?!

Felix: They’re both hiding and drinking expensive champagne inside Andie’s secret closet right now!

Clemensia: Are they?!

Felix: No. I just made that up.

Androcles: Clemmie, I’m sorry! I- I’ll give them back! Promise!

Clemensia: Really?

Androcles: Maybe.

Prof.Sickle: Mr. Anderson!

Androcles: Clemmie is killing me! She’s killing me without remorse!

Hilarius: Lol. I’m recording this.

Festus: Nice! Send me a clear copy, will you?

Hilarius: 20 bucks.

Festus: Pay your rent!

Juno: I’m telling Capitol News.

Prof.Sickle: Ms. Dovecote, please stop choking Mr. Anderson-

Clemensia: Never!

Coryo: Clemmie!

Clemensia: Not before this little b*tch gives me back Mr. Paris Patty and Mrs. Helen Melon!

Prof.Sickle: Ms. Dovecote, do you want me to give you 5 demerits right now?!

Clemensia: *stops choking Androcles* No. I’m allergic to demerits.

Prof.Sickle: Then I will have to tell Dean Highbottom about your weird behavior today.

Clemensia: Please don’t! I’m allergic to drunk delusional people!

Prof.Sickle: Then sit down!

Clemensia: Fine! But this isn’t over, Andie. This isn’t over!

Androcles: I still didn’t steal no skirts though! I still didn’t steal no skirts!

Felix: Andie!

Androcles: I’m an innocent baby! I’m a pure little lamb surrounded by mean snakey snakeys!

Persephone: Am I a cute snakey snakey too?😀

Androcles: No. You’re more like a deranged coyote on crack.

Persephone: At least I’m fluffy.😞

Prof.Sickle: *sighs* Peace at last.

Livia: Peace my ass.

Prof.Sickle: Ugh. I’m just gonna make this short. You brats will be providing food and other essential supplies for your Tributes throughout the Hunger Games-

Felix: What?! What do you mean throughout the Hunger Games?!

Prof.Sickle: Starting today, you brats are going to be their official escorts and food suppliers.

Festus: Escorts? What’s an escort?

Palmyra: Escorts?! That sounds fun!

Pup: Are we getting paid to escort?

Hilarius: Am I getting paid?!

Florus: Are we going to take our Tributes on dates?!

Prof.Sickle: Dates?

Florus: Yeah. Like take them to the best restaurants and buy them expensive clothes and stuff. . .

Prof.Sickle: Why would you even-

Coryo: *raises hand* Professor, I already have a rich sugar daddy. So I can’t go on romantic dates with my Tribute.

Sejanus: I’m Coryo’s sugar daddy-

Prof.Sickle: We know, Mr. Plinth.🙄

Festus: And I’m dating Percy Price!

Persephone: Meow.

Festus: She’s a cat right now.

Coryo: All I’m saying is that Lucy Gray can’t be my side chick. She’s a bird! And I’m allergic to talking rainbow birds!

Urban: Same.

Sejanus: My Coryo, my love, Marcus and Lucy Gray can go on a double date with us!🥰

Coryo: Babe, Marcus will probably kill you and burn your body before that happens.

Sejanus: He’s just shy.

Coryo: And Lucy Goosey is currently in love with Panlo’s hair curlers.

Sejanus: She’s just crazy.

Palmyra: Like me!☺️

Domitia: No, Monty. Not like you.

Palmyra: Why?🥺

Domitia: You’re clinically insane.

Palmyra: Like Coryo and Felix and Festus and Percy and Hilari and Flory and Urban and Ney Ney and Nia and Lizzie and-

Domitia: We get it! We’re all clinically insane!

Clemensia: Except for me. I’m the normal one.

Androcles: Doubt.

Prof.Sickle: Right. You’re also expected to use your class fund-

Felix: But our poor class fund is on life support!

Io: We’re already planning its funeral.

Prof.Sickle: Then use your rich family’s money!

Felix: I can’t! The Vice President of Panem will disown me!😭

Prof.Sickle: Your mother will disown you?

Felix: She’s allergic to charity, freedom, and poor people!

Coryo: Oh, Panem, help me! I’m poor! I’m f*ckin’ poor!

Hilarius: Same.

Festus: My pet rats and I can’t even afford a new mattress!

Prof.Sickle: Well, that’s not my problem. This is your punishment for almost forcing Dr. Gaul to resign from her position as the esteemed head of our government’s War Department.

Florus: Almost?!

Felix: She didn’t resign?!

Prof.Sickle: Unfortunately.

Coryo: That’s too bad. Now we have to make another plan.

Prof.Sickle: What was that?

Coryo: Nothing. My fiancé just gave me another electric fan.

Sejanus: I did?!

Coryo: Do you want a kiss?

Sejanus: I do!😍

Io: So. . . Are escorts tour guides?

Hilarius: Am I going to start wearing a sexy dress to get paid?

Coryo: I don’t care. I look good in a sexy dress.

Sejanus: I can buy you a hundred sexy dresses, my love!😍

Pro.Sickle: Ugh. I give up. Somebody get me a gallon of pure whiskey. I need to get drunk AF.

Florus: By the way, where’s Apollo and Diana? I haven’t seen them since yesterday.

Felix: Yeah! You’re right. Where are the Ring Twins?

*Meanwhile, at the Ring Mansion*

Apollo: Diana, my dearest sister.

Diana: Yes, dear brother?

Apollo: Why is Urban’s red skirt hanging on our front porch like a cute bloody war flag?

Diana: Oh, that’s just my new art piece.

Apollo: The installation kind?

Diana: Yup!☺️

Apollo: But why is Coryo’s sl*tty skirt under your pillow?

Diana: It smells like roses.🥰

Apollo: And why is our mother’s golden statue wearing our Class President’s cute mini skirt?

Diana: The skirt of Felix Ravinstill is a symbol of power.

Apollo: And where did you get those? *points at Diana’s plastic bag of red skirts*

Diana: Our classmates gave them to me for free.

Apollo: Really?

Diana: Maybe.

Apollo: Okay! So can I wear them?😀

Diana: Sure!

Apollo: Yey! Free skirts!

[justgrey]

Loving your stuff. Jinx and sister reader (and maybe some silco too) who makes a minor mistake during a job and has a hysterical panic attack thinking silco's going to punish her and then disown her. And silco is both horrified even at the idea and silently livid at whoever hurt her bad enough to make her so afraid. While jinx is all protective mode

Excellent request, thank you for sending this one in!

Jinx x Sister Reader - Headcannons of Reader Having a Panic Attack (Platonic)

(This does include Silco x Daughter Reader I just thought that Jinx x Sister Reader would work better as the title of this. Also it's been a while since I've experienced a panic attack so this is going off of my memory, correct me if it's a bad representation please!)

Warnings : Panic attacks, swearing

You would've probably been doing something like what Jinx was doing the first time we see her as a young adult. Guarding cargo, watching for the Firelights, that sort of thing.

The minor mistake in those situations would've been letting Jinx distract you which lead to the Firelights sneaking in and either destroying or stealing a majority of the things you were supposed to be protecting.

For the first time in a while, you felt stupid that you let your sister take your attention away from where you were supposed to be watching.

Then realisation hit you like a bus.

Silco, the man who saved you from abandonment and loneliness, might throw you out again because you fucked up.

At that thought, your heart felt like it tightened and you felt your palms get sweaty. It felt like your heart was going at the speed of a bullet. Though Jinx only noticed your breathing starting to speed up.

She'd call your name a few times before watching you collapse and hug yourself, tears falling from your eyes as dispair fell over you. It was like you were frozen in that position and it was terrifying.

Jinx acted quickly and ran through the dirty streets of the undercity with her barely conscious sister. Her worry worsening every second you acted like this.

She'd totally bust the door of The Last Drop down before running up the stairs to Silco's office, the people who were previously laughing and drinking completely silent at the sight of her.

When you get there, it doesn't matter if Silco's in an important meeting. She does not give a fuck and busts that door down too.

Silco looks the two of you up and down before his eyes fall to your face as Jinx explains that you just collapsed out of nowhere after the job went bad.

He'd freak the fuck out internally but would regulate his worry and get up calmly before walking over and grabbing you from Jinx and laying you down on the couch and demanding that Jinx monitor your condition while he finds a suitable doctor to treat whatever this is.

After a while, you get better and a doctor Silco found tells him that you had experienced a panic attack before leaving the three of you alone.

Jinx would ask why you were so stressed to the point of a panic attack and when you explain that you just didn't want Silco to drop you for failing, Silco is heartbroken. But when you tell them that it's happened before, they are both indeed, livid.

Silco would set a bounty on whoever made you feel that way. He wants them alive but wouldn't mind if somebody did the job for him.

Jinx is just angry but instead of destroying something, she understands that you need to be consoled and that destruction could come later. She sits down with you and wraps her arm around you if you allow her to and explains that you are perfect and that the guy you worked with before Silco and Jinx is an idiot to let go of you and your potential.

She is also a little sad that she was the one that distracted you from your task and would offer to take you out for your favourite food later as a way to apologise.

Silco can't help but be a little disapointed in himself. How could he let you, his daughter, think that he would do such a horrible thing? He wouldn't trade you and Jinx for the world.

Jinx would later take you out to blow some stuff up in an attempt to make you feel better.

Silco would leave small gifts for the two of you to let you know that he cares for you more than you could've ever imagined.

He would also lighten your work load if he felt like it's a little too much for you.

They basically just become a lot more aware of you and how your mind works so they can help you improve in a way that isn't damaging :)

[nellyellie]

Regarding Jinx

(Aka a copypasta of Regarding Twilight Sparkle in honor of S2)

Dear Elon Musk,

This may the be the strangest message you'll ever receive, but I do hope you'll take the time to read it & consider what I have to say. To put it simply, I would really appreciate it if the next time your birthday comes around you would request that your smut artist friends (who like to give you sexually oriented fanart as gifts) draw somebody other than Jinx for you.

The reason I ask this is that Jinx is my fiance, & we're planning on getting married next June or July should everything go as planned financially speaking. And yes, I have actually found a wedding chapel that will let me marry someone that most people would consider a fictional character. Now before you go thinking "This guy is either completely crazy or just screwing with me.", please hear me out on this.

You see, I'm totally head over heels in love with Jinx from LoL. I have been for about 11 months now & at this point I'm in a committed relationship with my Jinxie. By that I mean I don't date anyone else, I don't sleep with anyone else, & I have zero interest in having any kind of relationship with anyone other than the woman I adore. I love her with all my heart & I'm 100% committed to that love.

To express my love in a real tangible way, I have a beautiful life size custom Jinx sexdoll that I can hug, kiss, cuddle up in bed to go to sleep with at night, & take out on the town to do all the fun things together that normal couples do. I take her out to blow things up, we go to shooting ranges together, I take her out for coffee, & we do social activities together like hanging out with friends, seeing movies, etc.

And I talk about her as if she is Jinx because to me she very much is. When I look at her I see Jinx. When I talk with her I'm talking to Jinx. When I hold her in my arms & kiss her there are no doubts in my mind that it's the woman I love whose lips are pressed against mine. And every morning when I open my eyes & see her head on the pillow next to mine, with her gorgeous magenta eyes staring back at me, I can't help but wonder how I ever got to be so lucky as to have a partner as smart, funny, beautiful, & all around wonderful as her.

All my friends & the people who know me well say that my love is a thing of beauty & quite admirable, but from the outside perspective of someone who doesn't know me you're probably going "Wow. That's pretty damn crazy." & wondering why I don't just go get a real girifriend. The truth is, I've had plenty of real relationships & sexual partners in the 60 years I've been around. A few short relationships & one failed marriage. So my love for Jinx isn't out of a lack of real world intimacy or relationships, I just fell in love with her & my heart didn't give me much of a choice in the matter.

But you know what? I'm totally happy with my love & my relationship. It may seem weird to you, but it fills me with joy every single day of my life & I've never been happier. So what if it's weird? If it makes me happy & it doesn't hurt anyone, then where's the problem? I don't think there is one, & anyone who knows me well will tell you the same.

Now, you’re probably wondering why I'm telling you all this & how it concerns you. To you, I'm sure Jinx is just a cartoon character you think is really hot, so I imagine you wouldn't think anything of having your friends draw sexually explicit art of her as birthday gifts for you. And hey, I think she's really attractive too, so I get where you're coming from there. I often go on e621.net & Rule34. Paheal to see what new erotic art people have drawn of her.

But to me she's more than a cartoon character who's sexually attractive: she's my fiance who I love with all my heart & soon to be my wife. So it's been bothering me lately every time I go on those sites & see a dozen or so pieces of art people have drawn depicting my lady in various sexual situations with the same person over & over, & that person happens to be you.

Don't get me wrong here though: this isn't a jealousy thing. I'm very secure in my relationship. I know without question that Jinx is just as faithful to me as I am to her; she's actually sitting on the couch next to me tinkering with her bombs while I type this. She's very real to me, & I know she's not sneaking out in the middle of the night to go have kinky sex with some famous artist. And I do respect your talent as an artist & an artist's creative freedom to draw whatever they want, that's cool.

What bothers me is that in all these birthday images you've been getting, Jinx is always depicted as if she was your sexual plaything, drawn wearing a collar with your name on it or with a speech bubble saying something that would somehow suggest she was your property. And I know quite well that Jinx is not your plaything nor your property, she's my fiance. So that bugs me a bit.

What I find really loathsome, though, is your pension for degrading my partner in both your art & the fanart you've been receiving lately. Jinxie is a sensitive (albeit kinky) mass murderer with serious insecurities, & she definitely does not deserve to be portrayed as some kind of sexual slave who likes getting screamed at, being hit, etc. She's not into that kinda stuff & the fact that there's someone out there in the world such as yourself who would desire to treat Jinx that way, & have his friends support & validate his desires to demean & mistreat my partner by drawing pictures of him doing so, really does bother me. I don't take any issue with people having kinky sex as long as both parties consent to it and enjoy it, but I know quite well that my Jinxie greatly prefers being praised rather than degraded.

So next year, when your birthday comes around, keep in mind that Jinx isn't just a lifeless cartoon character to objectified for your sexual gratification. She's the partner of someone who loves her very much, & by that time their wife. So both myself & Jinxie would greatly appreciate it if you'd pick someone else to request erotic art of for your birthday. Based on the very large amount of different LoL women you draw art of, I imagine there has to be many other criminals you find sexually attractive.

I assume you'll probably just dismiss this message as the ramblings of a crazy person & likely ignore it, but if by some chance you do take what I've had to say to heart, well... we'd appreciate it.

Regards,

Jeff Bezos

[alucarddear]

About the headcanons of Trevor being by a time a crazy like Jinx from."Arcane" is Your or of other user (if is this,the link please)

It’s somebody else. I make mostly Alucard content.

Maybe someone here would know what Trevor HC or which blog anon is talking about? Reply to help anon find their brainrot. Haha.

[deepdisireslonging]

Maybe One Day: Chapter 3

Life in Gotham is never simple. Sophia’s shift is threatened when, in the midst of a hospital emergency, she suddenly acquires two shadows. Red Hood’s problems spill into her own.

Pairing: (eventual) Red Hood x Sophia Adler (OC)

Warnings/Promises: canon-levels mafia violence, cw blood

Word Count: 1900

Note: Smut in the next chapter! This was a commission I wrote back in December for a patron. I’m going to share it here bit by bit. As always, I really appreciate all reblogs and comments.

Chapter 2: Here

December Twenty-Fourth 

GOTHAM HOSPITAL, 3 PM

“Special delivery for Sophia Adler?” 

Hearing her name, she looked up from her clipboard. Alexis was standing there with a coffee cup in one hand. When she reached, Alexis held it back. 

“Okay, spill. Who in the world could be sending you the sugariest drink on the cafe’s menu on Christmas Eve?” She was met with silence. Shrugging, she handed it over. “Does this have something to do with why you’ve been jittery all week? And I don’t mean the caffeine.”

Sophia scoffed. Looking at the cup, she wondered if her name written on it was by the barrister, or from her hooded friend. “It’s nothing.”

“If this is some boy who’s been harassing you and is trying to buy your favour-”

“No. Heavens no!” Sophia almost laughed. Red Hood didn’t have that kind of power over her. “It’s just… a thank you from somebody I helped. The jitters… it’s almost Christmas. Something is always bound to happen and-”

“Don’t jinx us.”

A few hours later, it was too late to take it back. 

There had been an explosion. Took down part of the railway and the highway at the same time. And all at rush hour when everyone was leaving for the holiday. Sophia didn’t have time to think. Everything was bandaging, calming those howling in pain, and doing her best to find enough beds. Despite their best efforts, the hospital was overrun. Even the spare wings were full. 

It took several passes for Sophia to notice them. They never moved. Just watched. 

Two of them. Not obtrusive enough to get in the way, but large enough to be intimidating. Enough people were bustling around that Sophia was never alone. They only got close once. By then, she was elbow deep into patching up a mother-infant duo. One of them reached out.

Panicked, she said, “here, hold this,” and shoved a handful of blankets into his arms. Stunned, he held them until she could pass them out to those who needed them. Then she placed as much distance between them and her as possible. But they were never far away. 

<\\\*///>

DOCK C, 6 PM

Red Hood stumbled back. He wiped at his bottom lip, miffed at the little dribble of blood. Ahead of him, a cluster of goons armed with bludgeons and knives started to circle him. Front and centre stood Bill. 

He gleefully checked the sharpness of his knife. “Third time’s the charm, right, Hood? This time, you won’t be able to check in with your medical assistant. She’ll have plenty of problems on her own.”

In the distance, Red Hood could still hear the sirens of ambulances trying to gather up the victims from the blast. Hopefully, that was all Bill meant. It tugged at the back of his mind as he fought off the ring of goons. They landed plenty of hits and cuts on him to make his movements slower, but he didn’t stop until it was just him and Bill. Soon Bill’s shirt cuff was once again in his hands. 

“No, no, no, please. We can work this out. Peacefully. Right?”

“Nope.” 

Bill’s brow furrowed. “But if you kill me, I can’t tell you what the boss has got planned for your nurse chic.”

“What about my nurse chic?”

<\\\*///>

Sophia’s shift had ended long ago. Despite the need and her willingness to stay, Alexis echoed the order from their manager. 

“At least take a break. There will plenty of people still here to help when you get back.”

They were still there. Ready to follow her every move. Sophia huffed, “Fine. What snacks are still in the breakroom?”

Alexis shoved her towards the door. “Nuh-uh. Go outside. If you sit down in here, you’ll get pulled back into the fray. I don’t want to see you for an hour. At least three would be better.” No amount of pleading and cajoling could stop her friend. 

Finally, she caught Alexis in a big hug. Potentially the last. “Thank you. For everything.”

“Of course, hun. Now get out there so you can come back!” 

With the two shadows over her shoulder, Sophia wasn’t sure that would happen. She walked around the corner to the employee parking. Concrete walls surrounded it. No other way out besides the way in. Helplessness settled in. She didn’t make it to her car before a heavy hand landed on her shoulder and she heard two shots. 

When the sound of two thuds followed instead of pain in her chest, she looked behind her. Red Hood was standing over the men, kicking their drawn weapons out of the way. 

Sophia breathed a sigh of relief and slumped against a car. “Could you not make more work for me, please?”

“I wasn’t going to let them kill you. But they’re only shot in the shoulder if you want me to leave you alone-”

“No! I appreciate the help.” One rattled breath later, she smoothed down her scrubs. “So, where to?”

“No.”

“Yes.” Sophia crossed her arms. “You have been beaten within an inch of your life and I can see the battle still isn’t done. Now either you let me come along, or I’m going to chase after you in my car to catch you when you collapse. Am I clear?”

Red Hood breathed a laugh. “As crystal.”

<\\\*///>

DOCK B, 8 PM

Through the binoculars, Sophia could see the shipping warehouse down below. It was crawling with goons. Red Hood had picked their observation spot shortly after they had dragged a couple of security guards into a closet. Sophia zoomed in. 

She startled as Black Mask turned. He looked around like he knew someone was watching. 

Shaken, she handed the binoculars back to Red Hood. “There’s so many of them. And Black Mask is down there.” Sophia tilted her head. “I thought he’d be taller.” 

Red Hood chuckled. “Oh, I wish I could witness you say that to his face.” He looked her in the eye. “But you’re going to stay up here.” Before she could complain, he added, “I need a lookout. There’s a lot of guys down there, yeah. But there could be more waiting for me to show up. Can you be my eyes?”

Sophia nodded, but her hands were shaking. When she flattened them on her knees to wipe the clamminess off, his hand laid over hers. 

“You don’t have to do this, you know. I’ve done this alone plenty of times and I can do it again.” He smiled. 

“You don’t have to fake a smile. I’m a nurse in Gotham; I grew up here. I know what’s out there.” She breathed deeply. “I’m just nervous. It’s my first case.” 

“Your only case.”

“You keep saying that like it’s going to dissuade me.” Snatching back the binoculars, she set to her task. “So, what names can I call over the radio?”

“It’s a com-link. While we're here, it's Red Hood. Later, you can call me Jay.” 

A few minutes later, she was lying across a different rooftop. One that could see into the centre of the warehouse. Red Hood picked off the henchmen one by one. She’d convinced him not to kill any of them. He had to agree; shooting them would be too loud. As much time as it consumed for him to knock them out, tie them together and gag them, Sophia felt better for it. And she promised to keep them in her sights in case one or several got loose. 

“Ready?”

Sophia gulped. “Ready.”

Running along the catwalk close to the ceiling, Red Hood quickly shot at several of the goons, hitting them in the shoulders and legs. Black Mask immediately started yelling, dodging behind a crate. The suit tried to follow, but he was shoved out to find his own hiding place. 

“On your left,” Sophia said, watching a henchman close in on his position. 

Red Hood turned the other way. 

“Sorry. My left, your right.”

With a growl into the com, he quickly turned around. “How about letting me watch my own back, and you keep an eye on our boys?”

“Right.” Sophia refocused on the bundle of men outside. They were still secure, though a dark shape whisked by. When she said as much, Red Hood grunted, followed by the sound of rapid, angrier punching. 

“Great.”

He flipped and had just landed in front of Black Mask’s crate when another collection of men with guns emerged from the shadows. Sophia didn’t have time to shout. And he didn’t have time to react. A dark shape landed between him and trouble, tossing something that exploded into smoke. 

“Nice to see you, Bats. But I had this.”

“Hmm.”

Together, they handled their attackers and succeeded in preventing the suit from getting away. Despite Sophia’s attempts, Black Mask’s exit route evaded her. She stayed put while Batman and Jay collected the goons. Jay turned off his com when they started to talk about the shipment, but not before she heard Batman say, “Savage tech. This should never have made it to Gotham.”

After the flurry of blue and red lights had come and gone, the vigilantes landed on her roof. Terrified, Sophia did her best not to flinch as Batman looked her over. 

Jay crossed his arms. “I had this. You shouldn’t have gotten involved.” 

“According to the two Black Mask employees you left in the Gotham hospital parking lot, yes I did.” He turned back to Sophia. “It might be best if you don’t go back to the hospital for a few days until you can come up with a reasonable story for your disappearance. Your coworkers will be frantic.” 

“I’ve already got one. So I’ll go back now.”

“No, you won’t.”

“Yes, I will. There are hundreds of people who need my help. I’ve done my part to prevent future pain, but I need to attend to ones who are in pain now.” When Jay chuckled, Sophia suddenly remembered who she was talking to. “Can you spare Red Hood for my ride back?”

The younger man stepped forward, “absolutly-” 

“Not.” With a sigh, Batman levelled his shoulders. “You need to make yourself scarce. Without making any more trouble. Ms Adler, I’ll drive you back.”

There was no room for debate. She and Jay managed a quick parting conversation where she promised Christmas cookies if he checked up on her. 

At first, it was a quiet drive. 

“Take care of him.”

Sophia turned her head. “What?”

“I can tell you’re just as stubborn as him. If you’re going to be involved on the regular… maybe he’ll listen to you. Do better than me.”

The hospital pulled into view. He stopped the Batmobile. 

“I still recommend going straight home tonight, no matter your story. Which is?”

Sophia shrugged. “I went to take my break and those guys tried to pressure me into sneaking them some drugs. It happens more than you think. When you showed up, they shot each other in the scuffle, and I rested at home after you handled things.”

“Hmm.”

Turned out, nobody asked. Even Alexis thought she had just returned from her break. Together, they went back into the fray stabilizing who they could, comforting those they couldn’t, and doing their best to sweep in some holiday cheer into the team. 

With Sophia’s usually scheduled shifts, she had the next three days off before another six straight days. 

But first… Christmas.

 <\\\*///>

Chapter 4: Here

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[theimpossiblescheme]

(Another entry for @bombawife‘s OC week--this time I get to talk about my Platoria kittens, or rather let their friends and mentors talk about them for me!)

To Aphrodite Jinx, the Junkyard’s self-appointed “handy cat” (but please, call them AJ, all their friends do), Bianca was very much her father’s daughter.  Plato’s cheerful eagerness and restless energy shone out of her, and there was some flickering of forgetting her own strength and trying to channel it into something elegant and calm instead.  But while Plato always looked for ways to make himself needed and useful, Bianca looked to make things useful.  She loved junk–all manner of junk, anything that looked interesting on the pile over the old car boot.  Newspapers, old suitcases, strings of holiday lights, electric bits and bobs, teakettles, tennis racquets, glass jars, orphaned container lids… some of it hung in her corner of the den to decorate the wall, but most of it she rushed over to AJ with questions upon questions.  “Why would somebody ever throw this away?” she wondered, knowing neither of them could answer–who knew why humans did anything?  But oh, weren’t they funny and sometimes rather fascinating?  One afternoon, Bianca helped herself to a pair of welding goggles she’d found hanging on the bedstead, and ever since she refused to take them off.  Most of the time they hung around her neck, but every so often AJ would find her wearing them properly, sprawled out on the ground and determinedly tinkering with some new doodad she’d found, and it always made them smile.  Another afternoon, Bianca tied a ribbon around an old sparkplug, and AJ laughed to see it dangling from her neck as she perused a half-torn book.  You couldn’t deny her creativity, even if it had a strange way of manifesting.  One of these days, they really needed to introduce Bianca to their humans’ garage–she’d have a field day there.

To Tumblebrutus, one of the Junkyard’s many new healers, Cygnus was very much his mama’s boy.  Victoria’s quiet empathy echoed in his voice every time he spoke, reassuring every patient in the den that they were in good paws, and he moved with the same balletic precision that came from sitting and watching her practice every morning.  If only he had her confidence, too.  The kid had it in him, Tumble knew.  He saw it every time Cygnus second-guessed himself about where an injury had come from or how to cure a bad cough, looking back like he knew the answer, but was scared he might be wrong after all.  Some days he needed to prod him along, but other days all he could do was stand back and nod as Cygnus’s instincts guided him.  Let the kid trust himself–it was the only way he’d get better.  And fair was fair, everybody learned at their own pace.  Neither of them had Cori’s extreme soothing calm or Tanto’s mastery of herbs (who did, really?), but he listened with round eyes and perked ears to every lesson.  Cygnus always balked a bit at bandaging wounds, but he took great care not to cut off the bloodflow.  Where he excelled, however, was bedside manner.  He was frankly amazing at getting even younger kittens to sit still and tell them how brave they were, and sometimes he’d jokingly glare back at Tumble for saying a broken leg from backflipping off a car was “pretty cool, you gotta admit.”  And at the end of a long day, they’d send their “latest victim (quit calling them that, you’re gonna scare them off!)” home with a treat and an encouraging word.

To Jemima, the London Jellicles’ Keeper of Memory, Anastasia took after… strangely enough, both of them, and yet neither of them.  Oh, certainly, she had the sweet, earnest nature and soulful eyes everyone knew and loved so dearly, and she was every bit as sublime a dancer.  But there was something lurking underneath.  A frailty that didn’t suit such an energetic kitten–not of body, but of soul.  Like a hairline crack in a porcelain vase.  A sadness, too, that also didn’t belong in someone so young.  Every time Nastya sat alone, away from her little circle of friends (and occasional protective circle of older siblings), Jemima could sense it even from far away.  And so much more besides–glimpses of guttering streetlamps and autumn leaves, pangs of hunger, the heaviness of rain in her fur… and beneath even that, flashes of joy.  Of dancing, twirling skirts, the scent of roses and perfume sprayed to cover sweat, paws clasped to her heart as countless other cats cheered.  She never pried or said anything, of course–a cat valued their privacy above all else–but it was rather like hearing a tearful argument from an upstairs window, except with only one voice.  She couldn’t bear to hear Nastya’s struggling as so many things dead and forgotten boiled to the surface of her mind, and when she finally came to ask for help she wasted no time in telling the dear kitten she didn’t have to figure it all out herself.  Jemima would help her, Victoria and Plato would help her, Bianca, Cygnus, everyone who loved her–they would all be there beside her on this path, like always, toward her own happiness.  And it was the proudest hug Jemima had ever given when Nastya threw grateful arms around her neck and held on tight.

[slytherindisaster]

Frankie's Shorts Series;

PART II: Settling In

First part can be found HERE.

The Christmas miracles just keep on happening on this blog, huh? Anyway here's another Frankie story!

"It's autumn in New York; that brings the promise of new love." – Diana Krall; "Autumn In New York"

Working at the Diner definitely wasn’t a job Frankie ever imagined herself to be doing, but it wasn’t all bad. Despite the Diner being located in a busy part of the city, most of the time there weren’t many people around, apart from regular customers, and even on more crowded days it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle. The pay wasn’t spectacular, but it was enough to not get kicked out of her dorm, at least for now, even if she had to take night shifts for the extra cash. She was somehow able to balance out school with the job at the low price of sometimes falling asleep in the morning classes. Thankfully, there was always Claudie and her color-coded notes in case she missed anything.

Just a few weeks was all that it took for her to get fully settled and get to know both the rest of the staff and the usual patrons.

Another evening was passing by smoothly, when the bells tied to the doors jingled and she spotted a familiar face stepping into the diner accompanied by an autumn wind.

"I was wondering when you would finally show up," she approached the boy with a smile, ready to guide him to a booth.

Gerard Pitts' face lightened up at the sight of her.

"I didn't want to jinx it," he said, following her to a free booth in the center of the diner, "but I see my worries were unreasonable. That is a cute apron."

"Why thank you," she curtsied jokingly as he took a seat. "And thank you for putting the good word for me to the owner. Really."

"Don't mention it, I'm glad I could help."

"Now," she flipped open her notebook, "What can I get for you?"

By the time Pitts finished making his order, Frankie had already filled a whole page. She furrowed her brows and dared to ask,

"Are you waiting for somebody?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. Why?

"Well, do you want me to get you the order when they're already here?"

Pitts just waved his hand dismissively, "No, I'm sure he'll just order for himself."

Frankie's eyebrows rose up, but she restrained herself from making a comment and just retreated to the kitchen to get the order and prepare his milkshake.

When she came back, with a tray full of food, Pitts' mysterious companion was already there. She quickly set the items on the table before the tall boy and when she finished she could finally acknowledge the ginger shifting nervously in the seat across from Gerard.

"Oh, Frankie, this is Steven Meeks," Pitts introduced him, already slurping on the milkshake. "Meeks, this is Frankie, I told you about her."

"Only good things, I hope," she said and smiled brightly at the other boy. "It’s nice to meet you!"

Still not uttering a word, he nodded and smiled ever so slightly at her.

"So," Frankie cleared her throat, trying to avoid more of the awkward silence, "what can I get for you?"

Meeks, realizing that she was still talking to him, stammered a little before his eyes fell on the pie display behind her.

"Would you like some pie?" she asked, following his gaze.

"Um, yeah. Yes please."

"Great! I'll be right back then."

Steven barely kept himself from staring back at the counter with the most dumbfounded expression the world ever saw. In his head, however, he was already cursing at himself.

"What's wrong with you?"

He snapped back out of his thoughts just to see his best friend narrowing his eyes at him.

"Nothing! What– why, why would there be anything wrong with me?"

Pittsie shrugged, "I haven't heard you stuttering so much since… I don't know."

"It's just… uh, cold."

"Cold?"

"Yeah! It got really windy outside."

"Sure."

They watched themselves carefully, for what felt like an eternity for Steven, until Pitts turned his attention back to his food.

"So, what do you think?" He finally asked.

"Pretty… uh, pretty great! The place I mean. Can't believe you never told me about it."

Pitts made an acknowledging sound, but didn’t get the chance to answer, because Frankie came back and set a plate in front of Meeks.

"Here you go. Cherry Pie, two scoops of vanilla ice cream."

"Oh, I didn't–"

"Trust me," she winked at him.

Steven didn't respond, feeling the heat flushing to his cheeks again, glad that Frankie had already turned back to Pittsie.

"How's that milkshake?" She asked, resting a hand on her hip.

Pittsie finished it with a loud slurp and wiped the cream off of his lip.

"Absolutely amazing. We were just talking about it, in fact. Frankie, you just got yourself two loyal customers."

Frankie smiled at him warmly.

"I'm glad to hear that. I'd love to see you here more often" She said, looking briefly at Steven and his flushed face again.