#summer nights event

[suvidrache]

into the night

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Word Count: 500 | Read it on AO3 | masterlist

Summary: first date with vincent.

Vincent never thought he would fall in love. He never thought he would find someone who actually made him feel something. He was a very private person and very rarely spoke. Very few knew him, and even fewer people knew of further details about him. He preferred to stay away from people, and he liked that his presence was enough for people to leave him be.

You were different, though. You approached him, and you weren't at all bothered by his coldness. You tried your hardest to have a conversation with him and continued to talk to him, even when he sometimes didn't reply. He enjoyed how happy you seemed. You were the complete opposite of him. Although, you also kept to yourself. He was only slightly curious why someone like you would avoid the other people, but he never questioned it.

You were the first to ask him out. He never rejected or accepted your invite. Yet, you held onto the hope that he would show up. You looked so happy and so hopeful that he would join you. He had yet to see you sad, and he didn't want to see it, nor did he want to be the cause of your sadness. He would have felt terrible for it. He arrived, and your face lit up. When you spoke, he was slightly more talkative than he had been before. Still, he talked in the same cryptic manner that he always did. If it were anyone else, they would have been unsettled by his speaking. You were used to it, and it didn't bother you one bit. He wasn't one to visit the public, let alone sit in a restaurant and eat. You were also aware of that before you asked him out. Instead, your date was in a secluded spot. Somewhere, no one would bother either of you, and you had brought some food that you made. Vincent could tell that you were trying. He would have smiled, but he didn't want you to question anything, so he remained emotionless, as always.

Vincent did try to put in some effort. Occasionally, he would ask you questions that he had, and he even went as far as to answer more questions than he had previously. You weren't expecting it, and he continued on as if this were something he always did. He knew that his behavior wasn't normal, but he trusted you. He believed that this could be something more. He wasn't the type to go into a relationship without the possibility of marriage in the future, but he never mentioned it.

When the moon began to make its way up into the sky, it was time to head home. He offered to walk you home, and you accepted. Even if you wanted to walk alone, he would have secretly followed after you to ensure that you would be safe.

When you made it home, Vincent kissed your hand, agreed to another date, and vanished into the night.

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[kawakona]

[angelbitezzz]

Goofy nerd in slutty white tank top save me...save me goofy nerd in slutty white tank top

[it-happened-one-fic]

Peaceful Midnight Stroll - Jade

Author Notes: So this is for @briarvalleyarchives "Summer Shoreline" event! Despite having only been to the beach like once this fic came together so fast. I wasn't listening to anything specific while writing this fic, but I did listen to "By The End of The Night" by Ellie Goulding while editing/polishing so that might have leaked into the fic. As per usual, reader is gender-neutral. I hope you enjoy!

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ fluff/ romantic

Word count: 1004

There were probably a great many who would question your sanity for going on a stroll down the beach long after the sun had set with none other than Jade Leech. But it was quite enjoyable, really. Walking along, collecting seashells, and chatting with the infamous vice-housewarden of Octavinelle about everything and nothing all at once

You’d exchanged stories from your childhood and discussed the different things each of you had faced upon leaving your home. Him, adjusting to the land and you, to magic, as well as a whole new world. Literally.

There was comfort in knowing you weren’t the only one who’d been quite so out of your depth when you’d first appeared at NRC. And, honestly speaking, the idea of the usually poised Jade floundering was rather amusing.

Unaware of your slightly mean-spirited but amused thoughts, Jade laid another shell in your palm. He glanced at you, tilting his head inquisitively as he met your gaze, “I do believe I’ll take this chance to enjoy the ocean since I am quite so close to home….. Would you care to join me?”

Ever polite, whether it was feigned or genuine, but Jade’s words brought a smile to your lips even as you shook your head. “No… Swimming, or even wading in the dark, just seems oddly risky when it's happening in the ocean.”

At your words, an amused and perhaps slightly mocking smile started to work its way onto Jade’s face. The young man pressed a hand to his chest as he leaned slightly closer, his yellow eye glimmering strangely in the darkness, “My, you need not be concerned about being carried out by the tide or any other such issues. You are with a merman after all.”

As he finished, he grinned. Letting his too-sharp teeth glint ever so slightly in the gentle moonlight. But you couldn’t say you were surprised. Jade took a certain delight in the discomfort of others when that discomfort stemmed from either his own or his brother’s harassment.

You just shook your head, though. Perfectly used to this behavior by now simply from having spent so much time with both Jade and Floyd. 

You grinned at him and leaned slightly closer, your voice dipping into an almost conspiratorial whisper, “I’m pretty sure you being a merman just makes it all the more risky with the whole drowning sailors schtick and all.”

The amusement that flickered across his face at your reasoning was gone in a flash as his face became a perfect mask of faux hurt, “What a hurtful stereotype that is…. You don’t trust me?”

It was amusing to hear him, of all people, say such a thing in that soothing voice of his with such a picture perfect face. He was practically made to catch people unawares and lure them to a potentially watery doom. 

Because despite his good looks and charming voice, Jade really was more like a malicious siren than some fairy-tale prince.

And perhaps that realization was why there was little hesitation in your voice when you responded with crossed arms and a perfectly blunt tone, “No. Not totally, at least.”

He chuckled at your words as he leaned back out of your space, smiling at you all the while. But it was true. You didn’t trust him not to tease you or harass Grim.

Jade was perfectly likely to mess with you if you were to get in the water, just as he was perfectly likely to watch others' antics without even offering to intervene simply for the sake of his own amusement. So, in many ways, despite your fondness for the young man, you didn’t trust Jade.

But then, to be fair, in many other ways, you did trust him.

Despite your words, you knew that if you were to actually join him for a nighttime swim, he wouldn’t allow you to come to any harm, just like he would never let you come to any real harm in any other situation. 

Similarly, you’d known when you'd accepted his invitation for a relaxing stroll on the beach that you’d be perfectly safe, even if it was long after dark and it was just you and him. The only real risk you ran was the ever-present chance of Jade teasing you.

All told, you could trust Jade when it mattered, and that showed in how you let him get so close. Close enough that it sometimes felt like there was a little bit more to your relationship than just friendship.

Few others had seen you sing poorly in the hallway, even though, in all truth, the only reason Jade had been privy to that was his penchant for walking quietly. Similarly, few others seemed quite so capable of perceiving what mood you were in or what you needed simply by spending a short period of time with you.

But in the end, what Jade didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, and for right now you were comfortable with the proximity you currently had with him. 

Close, but not touching. Trusting, but not fully willing to give your heart away, no matter exactly how fond you were of him.

And Jade was nothing if not patient.

He smiled, obviously pleased with your reaction to his previous statement, as a single word fell from his mouth from where he stood just in front of you, looking like something out of some form of illustration from a book with the way the moonlight sparkled on the dark tide that flowed beside where the two of you stood.

“Good,” The word was punctuated by an enigmatic smile that curved across his face as he held out his hand in a silent offer. Almost like he already knew what your response would be. 

And maybe he did. Because, as easily as breathing, your hand slipped into his. A smile on your face as you let him lead you along further while the two of you continued about your idle but peaceful midnight stroll along the beach.

[43sol]

Probably die first in a horror movie

[spiritsong]

Aun (Durge) and Enver on a rooftop somewhere in Lower City, 1477 D.R.

I knew that it was cruel to be so optimistic, but, in my solitude, I couldn't resist the urge and spent entire days basking in idiotic fantasies, sometimes verging on prayer. (from Heaven by Mieko Kawakami)

[priscirat]

i don't want to go home

[beck-nightengale]

Just wanted to see the Trauma Trio in comfy pajamas while I play fitting music.

That's it, that's the post.

[suvidrache]

good friends

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Word Count: 529 | Read it on AO3 | masterlist

Summary: a first date with tomas.

Tomas was used to going unnoticed. He was also used to people disliking him due to his smell. It wasn't something that he could control. It was an unfortunate side effect of his powers. He constantly smelled like smoke. No matter how well he showered. No matter how much spray he used or what kind. It didn't matter. Nothing would rid him of the smell. It wasn't something that bothered him. In fact, he couldn't even smell it. He didn't know he had a smell until people continually complained about it. That's when he realized why so many avoided him. He knew and accepted his fate. He would never find someone to love him. No one could stand the smell. He never expected to find someone who didn't mind his smell. Someone who wasn't bothered by it and enjoyed being in his company. He didn't hold the hope of becoming anything further. He knew it wouldn't escalate to more than just a friendship. Although, it would be a lie to say he didn't think about being a couple. To be more than just friends. He never asked. He didn't want to ruin his friendship. You didn't seem to be interested in him. Although, he was slightly oblivious to such things. He never had someone interested in him, even with his smell. You got tired of Tomas never asking, so you asked him first. You asked him on a date, and he was hesitant at first. He didn't entirely believe that you actually liked someone like him. He did accept it, but he was nervous about how things would go. He may have friends, but none of them would go this far. He had never been on a date before. Unfortunately, the date was coming soon. He didn't have much to wear, so he went for a T-shirt and sweatpants. He would have worn better clothes and he should have, but he didn't have anything else. He never had an occasion which required nice clothing. He hoped it wouldn't be a bother, but you didn't seem upset in any way. He held the door open for you and followed you into the restaurant. It was nice, but not nice enough that it required a fancy outfit, which he was grateful for. He sat across from you, let you order first, and began talking after you started up the conversation. He kept his hands in his lap, only moving them to eat or drink. He hoped that you wouldn't notice the slight tremor in his hands from nervousness. The both of you continued your conversation and got to know each other better. His nervousness died down as the date continued on. His trembling was still there, but not bad as it was before, and he continued his conversation as if he were talking to a friend. When the date ended, he offered to walk you home, and you thanked him. When your porch arrived, he hesitated for a moment as you said goodbye. He took your hand and stepped closer to you. His lips met your head, and he wished you goodnight and asked about another date to which you accepted.

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[foreverlyjay]

SAME ENERGY!! 😬🩸🩸

Friday Night Smackdown 10.20.23

Summerslam 2023 8.5.23

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

me irl at any given moment

[compacflt]

what are bradley’s earliest memories of ice and mav? the bits of his perspective on them that you’ve written are so fascinating

fairly unsurprising answer but: ice: when he came to see Carole to apologize for killing goose in ch 2 of wwgattai (sets the tone of their relationship)

mav: something very benign like mav doing magic tricks for him as a little little kid. you know how your earliest memories are always a little fuzzy and always afternoon sunshine? imagine a desaturated maverick sitting crosslegged in the grass in pale afternoon southern california sunshine showing Bradley how he can detach his thumb from his hand and then put it back again. no blood, no bone, no pain, and he’s got this daredevil grin like he’s enjoying separating his thumb from his hand. can’t see his eyes behind his aviators. the best magicians are the ones who can make even their pain disappear. or, playing “got your nose,” holding Bradley’s nose up so he can see it right in front of his very eyes, NO PAIN!, and then making it disappear. “where’d your nose go, Gosling? oh, my gosh, I lost your nose!! how’re you gonna smell? i bet you’re gonna smell bad. get it? get it? —here it is, i found it, don’t worry, it’s all good!” and putting his nose back so everything’s ok. that’s Bradley’s earliest memory of mav.

[truethes]

just seen that twitter post talking about how dr ratio is apparently a red flag. im going to scream-

[decladams]

don’t want to go to my meet tonight 😭😭😭

[vampiricsheep]

so since I may be free this summer after all, would anyone be interested in an RP event that's a potluck? I've been wanting to do it for ages but there's never any interest compared to other themes

for a discord rp, I would make a separate server explicitly for this purpose so you don't have to be in any guilds or anything! I would also delete the server (or at least channel, if people would like an event-planning server long-term) after a week - enough time for people to read over their stuff but not preserved forever and ever.

[jilljoycearts]

✨Star Summer Night - Masquerade Ball 🎆

Greetings, Enderal Fandom,

I have some exciting news to share with you all! The Star Summer Night celebration is fast approaching, and it would be delightful if you would join me on June 1st! 🎇

Although canonically this holiday is celebrated on the first day of spring - according to the Butcher of Ark books, we are choosing to be fashionably late this year - and our good friend Nico approves. He has even kindly provided us with a list of animal costumes that the canon characters would wear for the masquerade🦁

By the way, I will include the text of both letters under the cut below.

So, whether you are an artist, a writer, or simply someone who loves Enderal, we would be thrilled to see what you can come up with. You can share your work on social media using the hashtag #EnderalStarSummerNight.

Can’t wait to see all the fantastic things you create and to share in the excitement of this amazing event together 🎭

Text of the letters from the image:

“Dear Esteemed Guest, You are cordially invited to attend a grandiose celebration of the Star Summer Night, a masquerade ball of utmost elegance and grandeur. This enchanting event will be held at the renowned Ark Theatre on the first day of the summer, commencing at the dusk hour and extending until the wee hours of the morn. The theme of the event is as unique as it is fantastical; we humbly request that you grace us with your presence dressed as the animal of your choosing. Allow your imagination to soar and your spirit to take flight, as we honor the arrival of summer under the light of the stars. With great anticipation, we eagerly await your arrival. Sincerely, The Organizers of the Star Summer Night Masquerade Ball.”

And the second one, which is an addition:

“Esteemed Guest, It is with great pleasure that we anticipate your presence at the Star Summer Night Masquerade Ball. We write to inform you that several individuals, whom you may be acquainted with, have already confirmed their attendance and selected their attire for the evening's festivities: Jespar Dal’Varek — Wolverine, Calia Sakaresh — Red Fox, Tharael Narys — Panther / Hyena, Dijaam Onelys — Scorpion, Lishari Peghast — Cat, Lexil Merrayil — Otter, Yuslan Sha’Rim — Moray Eel, Konstantin Firespark — Grumpy Old Hippo, Tealor Arantheal — Lion, Natara Dal’Veram — Lioness Esme — Albatross, Ryneus — Butterfly, The Father — Immortal Jellyfish We trust that this information will be of interest to you, and we eagerly anticipate your own unique representation at this enchanted gathering. Warm Regards, The Organizers of the Star Summer Night Masquerade Ball.”