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bossymarmalade · 1 year
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show your favorite trinket ! (if you have)
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I've had this ginkgo leaf jewelry holder for I don't know how many years -- twenty? I bought it ages ago from the pottery creations of the wonderfully talented @sindirimba and I adore it, I put all my special earrings on it (special meaning I bought them from Visitor Centres through BC, aside from that front hummingbird one that's made of 25-cent pieces from Trinidad & Tobago).
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boltlightning · 6 months
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Writing game: 2!
2. that makes me laugh
admittedly i sneak a lot of snarky descriptions into my writing but overthink the delivery so much that it stops being funny and starts being annoying to me on rereads 🥴 THAT SAID the tone of the potc dragonfics are silly enough to let me make overt jokes that tickle me, like this little bit from an older chapter:
“Him. Lookout,” [Elizabeth] corrects, without thinking. Tense already, Will immediately stops rowing. “For what?” he asks sharply. “No, Lookout is his…” A chill runs down Elizabeth’s spine, and her gut turns uncomfortable. She spins around and searches the water. Dark scales flashes from beneath the surface, almost invisible but for the ripple of seafoam jetting in their wake. “Look out!” Lookout erupts from the surface, bringing with him a great wall of water which crashes mercilessly over their boat.
and the followup, later, when lookout is attacking their ship:
Before he goes below to organize the gunners, Gibbs shoves a rifle into Elizabeth’s arms. “You’re the expert, so you’re on Lookout lookout,” he says quickly. “Keep him away!”
excerpt asks!
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finniestoncrane · 1 year
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Assumption: Chicken is your favorite meat 🍗. In terms of other foods, among your favorites are bread🥖, grapes🍇, cotton candy, and jell-o
oh oh oh!! ok so! chicken is my second least favourite meat (i'm not huge on pork) but chicken has bits in it so i have to dissect it and eat it in tiny shreds lmao (i like BEEF ~)
i freakin love bread though like i will eat bread until my tummy hurts for real, and i do love grapes!! and cotton candy is a solid win, but i don't get to eat it very often ;-;
jell-o though... i can't remember the last time i had jelly but i think the texture was weird for me, it's like mashed potatos, i also used to love them but now they hurt?
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polaroidcats · 1 year
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Blush, coral, peach syrup 😳💗🍑
HI ANON & thanks for sending in an ask!! <3
ask game
I just answered coral in a different ask, but I'll answer the other two:
blush— are you single, taken, crushing, or not interested? or is it complicated?
Huh, okay. Technically very single but I kinda dislike that label? Like, as a relationship anarchist, using the word single doesn't really seem appropriate to me since I'm all about deconstructing those types of categories. But yeah, I'm not in any romantic/sexual relationships at the moment, but crushing on a friend/colleague of mine, though I already kind of friendzoned them accidentally so I don't think anything's going to happen there beyond friendship (and at this point I'm not even sure if I want anything to happen anymore, because I'm just happy to have them as a friend).
peach syrup— have you ever had an internet crush on a mutual on this app or another app?
Yup yup yup! I think back in 2015-ish I had a massive crush on a mutual on tumblr (lol anyone who was friends with me back then probably remembers my embarrassing pining, sorrynotsorry for that). And I mean, I've definitely had crushes on people on insta, but those were mostly people I know irl, or who were like in my wider friend group/radius, so idk if that counts or if the question is about online-crushes only.
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suddencolds · 1 year
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62, 68, and 69 for the asks!
and i’ll add another one if you’d like to answer — what are you currently into? (shows/movies, books, hobbies, etc.)
Thank you so much, anon!! These were a lot of fun! :D
62: What makes you happy?
A lot of things! But most of all, making things that I’m proud of, or feeling like I’ve improved myself in some sort of tangible sense.
68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?
[Answered here!] :)
69: Do you believe in soulmates?
I don’t. I think love is about trying, and about being willing to try, continually, especially when it’s difficult. I think two people can be very compatible in terms of personalities/interests/worldviews/etc., but I wouldn’t say that makes them soulmates. I’m very cynical about notions like ‘love at first sight’ or finding ‘the one’ / finding ‘the perfect fit’. I don’t think such a thing exists. I don’t think any two people can fit perfectly together from the start; I think a lot of love is about learning to fit. That might seem pessimistic, but I think it’s romantic in its own right.
+1: what are you currently into? (shows/movies, books, hobbies, etc.)
Ooh, this is a fun question!! I (somewhat?) recently watched Fle/abag for the first time, which I really liked; the genre and tone are very different from what I usually watch, but there are a couple scenes that really stuck with me, that I think will stick with me for years :’) I also rewatched The Hal/f of It (I think the first time I watched it was back in 2020?). I think it presents itself as a lighthearted rom-com at the start, though deceptively so; it’s actually not really a love story at all, but it has some very sharp/thoughtful takes on love imo.
I also started playing Ho/nka/i St/ar Rai/l recently; I’ve been having a lot of fun with it so far! I wouldn’t say I’m actively into any of media in a fandom sense, though.
Hobbies-wise, I like writing fiction (probably not a surprise). I also like writing music + do it pretty seriously (I currently have ~400 music drafts/wips/songs saved to my music library from the past 6 years, though many are just ~1min long.) In the past, I’ve also had fun writing poetry, drawing/painting, and cooking :)
["70 terrible questions" list]
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neonganymede · 2 years
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3 and 20(for the ask game)
Ooohhh thank you anon!!
3. What fic are you emotionally attached to?
Dates and Delusions! I've probably yelled about this fic enough, but I honestly love it so much. It was the first au that I attempted to write, and it evolved into so much more than I would have ever anticipated. I've considered sequels for my fics before, but this was the first one where I've actually committed to that. The sequel for this fic is at the top of my wip list, and I'll be excited to get back into it once I've finished up my last fluff week fic. I'm not sure who the anon was that sent the request that would eventually turn into this fic, but I'm eternally grateful to them <3
Another one that I think about constantly is Admit Defeat. I wrote this fic as a sort of challenge to myself. I wanted to emulate the way that some of my favorite art makes me feel. I wanted to rattle the soul the very same way, so I painstakingly thought about each and every visual I wanted to convey to leave my readers feeling haunted. And in the end of it, honestly? I felt like I'd succeeded in the way that I wanted to, and I'll love this fic forever because of it.
20. What’s the greatest gift you’ve gotten from your writing?
So it's probably sappy and cliché, but I've met so many wonderful people because of my fic. All the people I wouldn't even know existed if they didn't happen to be into the same shit as I am, if they didn't happen to click a link and read my silly fics. As somebody who doesn't talk to people often and has trouble making friends, that's what's most important to me. So, yeah! The gift of friendship~
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brekker-by-brekkerr · 2 years
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Happy New Year! Thank you for answering my asks about Portwell! The portwells appreciate the effort you put into responding to all of our asks and also the asks from r*nas where you defend our ship. I know you don't want to deal with them so have a little tip. You should mention at the beginning of every anti r*na post that you don't want to interact with them and not just in some of the posts. They usually don't interact with a post that mentions that it's not for them and there is no interest in having a conversation with them. Hope that helps :)
happy new year anon!! thanks for sending this and being so nice!! i appreciate the asks and you guys have opened my eyes to a lot of points i had never thought of. it's comforting seeing the portwell fandom on tumblr even after everything went down and knowing that we all support each other.
and thanks for the tip! i'll start trying that!
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bass-borot · 7 months
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8, 9, 39, 48
8. What’s your favorite show to binge?
I don't binge much in terms of shows, so far it's been a tough one watching something even once, but I love putting on some Snipe and Wib on YouTube, or Well There's Your Problem while playing Forza for example.
9. Do you watch porn?
Yes. Wish it was better.
39. Are you a virgin?
Not since 2016 babey!
48. Describe your ideal partner.
I don't even know. There's a lot that I'm attracted to, for one, and interpersonal compatibility is a whole other thing, best I can offer is unhelpfully vague stuff. Alternatively: pack of women with a desire to make sure my material needs are met in exchange for my company :P
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willowworkswithwords · 11 months
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Blood orange and wisteria
wisteria: i support and believe in u -> <3<3<3<3<3
blood orange: do u want to share a bowl of macaroni -> Absolutely!!
color game!
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specshroom · 4 months
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Some rather unlucky investments have landed you in a tad of debt. However, you have know of a way to get out of it that requires very little work on your part.
The "Pussy Portal" company are always hiring after all.
All you have to do is have a portal directly connected to your pussy that any paying customer can use at any time. What could go wrong?
Just realized u didn't actually say it had to be monsterfucking specifically but I made it that anyway lmao.
At least you thought it was going to be very little work on your part.
But now you're not so sure as you sit on the train ride home trying to act like there isn't a monster cock reaching deep in your cunt.
You curse yourself for not reading the terms and conditions of the contract properly. You thought they were just being hyperbolic when they said "Prime Pussy Anywhere, Anytime!" Surely they would have down times right?
No. There are no down times unless you call in a sick day of which you only have few. You shoulda known that pay was too good to be true.
At least whoever's using your portal seems to only be cockwarming themselves for the time being, although that could change at any moment. Every jerk of the train makes you tense up as you try and act as nonchalant as possible. The cock sits so snug and warm inside you, it twitches every time you tense around it.
On the customer app your portal is advertised as specifically "Human pussy" so you like imagining the kinds of monsters who would pick that out specifically. You haven't figured out what monster this one might be, it's rather thick and hot with a very generous amount of precum.
When you get to your stop the train jerks more than you expected and you have to subtly cover your mouth and grab the railing to avoid making a sound. Your customer definitely felt you clench down in panic as their cock jumps in excitement.
They start grinding down slowly on the portal, their cock thrusting shallowly. You speed walk straight for the train station bathrooms and lock yourself inside a stall. Close call but you made it and just in time for their shallow thrusts to turn into full pumps into your slick pussy.
You lean your back on the wall of the stall as your cunt is now being thoroughly pounded by this stranger. You have to crouch to your knees as your orgasm builds up, rubbing your clit with one hand while the other covers your mouth.
Just as you're about to tip over the edge you feel something bigger at the base of the shaft bump against your pussy with each hard thrust. You gasp in realization but it's too late as the monster thrusts their knot past your entrance and you cum hard with a silent scream, spasming and shaking against the bathroom stall.
Their cum fills you to the brim, kept inside by their inflamed knot. They don't stop cumming for several minutes but when they do it takes you several more to compose yourself enough to step out of the bathroom on wobbly legs.
You make the slow and embarrassing walk home while the monster's knot sits snuggly inside your pussy, keeping all that warm cum inside you.
The knot inside you doesn't deflate fully until you're already home and making dinner. You have to grip the counter, shivering slightly as your customer pulls out and goes on with their day having been properly satisfied. The thought makes you feel a strange sense of pride. Just then your phone beeps with a notification from the Portal companies app.
The customer left a tip!
How nice! They also left a review on your page,
"10/10. Best stress relief. Would fuck again."
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fractured-sky · 1 year
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🐹💜
Send 🐹 for “You? Intimidating? Hell no.”
Awwwww thank you so much anon!! so glad I'm not intimidating <3
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pomefioredove · 5 months
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Okay but imagine one of the guys actually win the prefect, and they just go rubbing it on the others face by making them wear their respective form uniform.
Except Kalim, he would probably just make them have a sleepover every night and paint each other nails.
ohhh see now I'm imagining all the alternate routes this could take... okay okay I'm so here for this. like half of the cast would totally make them wear the uniform just to rub it in, the other half would just be crazy about seeing them in the dorm uniform at all. I DO have some thoughts on this concept alone... and I'll make another part later yk yk
parts 1 | 2 | 3 | kalim | bad ending
summary: joining their dorms + wearing the uniforms. a proper ending to this type of post: short fics characters: ace, deuce, jack, epel, riddle, ruggie, azul, jamil, kalim, vil additional info: yuu is gender neutral, ruggie is cute, azul is the cutest, vil enjoyers come get your food, maybe a little ooc for some parts
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If you thought it was bad before, the news that Malleus intended to marry you made everything about twenty times more chaotic. Bids were upped to insurmountable sums, rumors were spread like the plague, fights were raging through campus as the deadline to donate approached. Even Crowley was starting to feel a little antsy, despite all of the brand new amenities he had already ordered for his office.
Finally, the day came. The announcement was held in the courtyard, where just about any student who had stakes in the matter had shirked whatever after-school responsibilities they had to gather. The prefect themselves was nowhere to be found, though only few noticed their absence.
"Maybe it'll be nice," you say to your direbeast companion, the both of you tucked away in a dark corner at Ramshackle.
"It'll definitely beat living in this dump. You think they got good food in Diasomnia?" Grim murmurs.
You grimace. "Uh... sure. I can't imagine they wouldn't, right?"
Crowley clears his throat, pulling a thin, delicate envelope out of his coat pocket while the crowd eagerly watches on. He takes his sweet time opening it, much to everyone's utter dismay, and when he finally withdraws the contents the entire courtyard falls quiet enough to hear a pin drop.
"And our winner is..."
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First Year's Ending
"Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Jack Howl, and Epel Felmier. Congratulations! The prefect will be ready at Ramshackle for your collection this evening. I trust you'll sort out the details..."
The four freshman look between each other, a mix of awe and shock on each of their faces.
Everyone else is staring daggers at them.
Vil is the first to speak. "How?"
"We may or may not have sweetened the deal with a few exclusive bonuses," Ace snickers, crossing his arms. Vil rolls his eyes. Deuce sighs.
"We'll be Crowley's new slaves for months after this..."
Jack grumbles from the back of the four. "Well, it was worth it. Imagine if someone underhanded and dishonest had won, and-"
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever,"
The four pause, looking between each other in silence. Then, finally:
"So who will they be staying with?" Epel asks, catching Vil's attention again.
"Excellent question, Epel," the housewarden smiles, stepping back into the conversation. "We would be more than willing to accommodate the prefect at Pomefiore. Our dorm far outshines the others."
Leona growls. "I heard that. Besides, why should you be first in line? We've already housed them before, they were plenty comfortable then,"
"As I recall, you forced them into servitude as penance for staying," Riddle snaps. "Not exactly the friendliest host. I think they would be much more comfortable at Heartslabyul."
The four freshman can only watch in silence as the housewardens break out into bickering with one another about who's dorm is best.
"Soooo..." Ace starts. "Maybe we should rotate?"
Deuce sighs. "For once, you actually have a good idea,"
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Riddle's Ending
"Riddle Rosehearts, congratulations! I'll alert the prefect at once," Crowley says, immediately turning and disappearing into the crowd before anything can get ugly.
It doesn't exactly come across as a surprise to anyone- Riddle closely calculated his spendings, taking into consideration Leona's overconfidence, Malleus' stranger proposal, and Kalim's over-enthusiasm.
Of course, with some additional prodding about how no other dorm is responsible enough to handle another person like Heartslabyul, Crowley finally gave in.
And now, you're sat in front of the dorm's rose gardens, suitcase in tow as you make no apparent effort to walk in.
"Thought I'd find you out here," Trey says, taking a seat in the grass next to you. "Feeling okay?"
"Nervous," you admit.
Trey chuckles, much to your annoyance. "I promise there's really nothing to be nervous about. Riddle is really quite happy you're here,"
You find that a bit surprising, though you suppose it's hard to tell when he's excited. He always has this impression of deep psychological stress on him that makes him difficult to read.
"Is he?"
"Oh, yeah. He's been running Ace and Deuce ragged getting ready. He really wants to impress you," Trey pauses with a small smile. "You'll get used to the order of things here in no time. And if you ever need any help, you've got me, Cater, Ace, Deuce... I'm sure even Riddle will take it easy on you."
You smile in return. "Thanks, I-"
"Prefect!" Riddle storms out of the front doors, looking rather well-dressed for a simple Tuesday afternoon. "You were expected four minutes ago! I've taken the liberty of finding your measurements, so your dorm uniform is already ready and inside!"
Yeah. Excited, right. You give Trey a little look (to which he only waves merrily) and start off behind the housewarden.
For a moment, as you follow him, you could swear you catch him humming and smiling. But before you can say anything about it he catches Ace messing with your dorm uniform and starts shouting.
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Ruggie's Ending
"And the winner is... no... this can't be right..."
Crowley clutches the paper, bringing it close to his face. He clicks his tongue, murmuring to himself.
"Um... Ruggie Bucchi, everyone!"
The news sends a shockwave through the audience, and everyone turns to the sophomore at the back of the courtyard. The sudden shift in energy is enough to make him drop his sandwich.
"Damn it..." he grumbles, picking it off the ground and swiping the dirt off of it with his sleeve. "Still good, eh?"
"Are you deaf?" Leona glares. "You're just embarrassing yourself now, and me by association."
Ruggie raises an eyebrow. "What? Oh, the lottery-thingy? I'm pretty sure Crowley misread that. He's going senile, y'know,"
Crowley crosses his arms, begrudginly handing off the paper to Azul in the front. He adjusts his glasses.
"It says Ruggie Bucchi,"
"Then someone mistyped it! I'm telling 'ya, there's no way I managed to scrounge up enough before the deadline. I was digging between couch cushions by the end of it,"
Leona looks as if he's about to smack him upside the head. "Would you just get up there?"
"Geez, alright. But don't blame me when someone comes around with the right winner later," he says, trudging to the front of the crowd. "So what do I gotta do?"
"Erm... the prefect is waiting at Ramshackle. You'll collect them and return to Savanaclaw, where you'll be responsible for handling the details."
"Sure, whatever. Let's get to it, then,"
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Even your surprise is palpable, though you suppose it could be a lot worse. Ruggie has been a pal before, helping you out at Sam's and convincing Leona to let you off the hook when you accidentally annoy him.
Though, he himself seems less than pleased as you step out of your new room in Savanaclaw, dressed in a slightly too-big uniform.
Leona smirks as if watching something amusing and claps, slowly. "Looking good. See, none of those other pompous outfits woulda looked half as nice on you. Nice work, Ruggie,"
Ruggie rolls his eyes and leans back against the wall. Leona excuses himself to find somewhere warm to nap, leaving you two to stare at each other.
"So... what's wrong?"
"Hm?"
"I mean," you say carefully. "You don't exactly seem excited about winning."
"Oh," Ruggie shrugs. "That's cause I didn't. Guys like me don't win anything. I'm sure someone will come to give you away to the right winner tomorrow."
The thought doesn't sit well with you- you're already here, after all, and Grim is gorging himself in the lounge, and you really-kinda-don't-mind Ruggie winning.
"Well, I hope not,"
He raises an eyebrow. "You know I can hardly afford to take care of myself, right?"
"So then we're even. Just don't make me go through all that bidding stuff again," you sigh. "Let's leave it at that."
A brief, though comfortable silence falls over the two of you, and then he grins. "Alright, then. I can live with that,"
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Octotrio's Ending
"Azul Ashengrotto!"
Azul's immediate reaction is to collapse. he hadn't really realized how much stress the anticipation was causing him until suddenly his knees were buckling like he was learning to walk on land all over again.
Floyd grabs his shoulder to keep him upright and Jade joins the scattered applause.
"Don't look so pale, Azul. I'm sure this will prove to be a worthwhile investment," he says, folding his hands neatly in front of him.
A part of Azul knows that Jade isn't referring to anything financial, but he doesn't say a word about it.
"Besides," Jade goes on. "It'll be nice having another member of my club."
Both Azul and Floyd groan in unison.
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Floyd gives you a standing ovation when you walk into the Mostro Lounge, fully dressed in the provided dorm uniform.
Azul, on the other hand, looks away entirely.
"It feels too long," you say, staring at the bottoms of your pants. You're not exactly in a place to complain, so you keep your voice meek.
"We can make the necessary adjustments," Jade says, walking into the room with a tray of tea, his all-too-knowing smile as unnerving as ever. "You look very nice, though. Wouldn't you say, Azul?"
The merman's eyes immediately turn away from Jade. "Hm?"
"Tell the prefect they look nice, Azul,"
Floyd laughs from across the room, clearly enjoying the spectacle. You tilt your head to the side like a curious puppy, not exactly sure what this banter is about. But it's not your place to pry, either.
Azul's face is beet-red. "You... look nice,"
"Thank you,"
"So are they gonna work or what? I'm tired," Floyd whines, lying on one of the couches and kicking off his shoes.
Azul grimaces. "Don't do that, that's disgusting. And I thought we should let them adjust a few days before giving them the option of working,"
"Option?" Jade's grin widens. "My, aren't you feeling generous?"
"I... assume this process has been rather jarring. I don't want any of my employees distracted or mopey. Is that right?"
You blink. "Uh... yes. This whole thing has been pretty terrible,"
Azul nods in acknowledgement as Grim tumbles in the room, wearing a brand new purple and silver-streaked bow. "Can't believe you guys had one of these 'jus lying around! I feel like a million thaumarks!"
You chuckle and scoop him into your arms. "You look very handsome. Just like Azul,"
Azul can feel his soul leaving his body and has to swiftly turn around to face the wall so you can't see him blushing. Floyd laughs.
"Oh- oh I meant the bow looks just like Azul's outfit!" you correct yourself. He pretends he didn't hear anything at all.
Jade breaks the awkward silence with a chuckle. "Ah, what fun this will be. Now, I think it's only appropriate that we give these two a proper welcome dinner. Prefect, do you care for mushrooms?"
Floyd and Azul groan in unison.
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Jamil's Kalim's Ending
"Kalim al-Asim!"
Everyone could see that coming from a mile away. The disgruntled mumbles and groans of the crowd are drowned out by the cheers and claps of one sophomore, practically jumping up and down in the middle of the crowd.
"Yes! Yessss! This is going to be so much fun!"
Jamil suddenly looks exhausted.
Kalim runs to the front of the crowd, shakes Crowley's hand, steals the envelope from him, and sprints the rest of the way to Ramshackle.
Your moping is quite abruptly interrupted by a procession of loud knocks at the door, and after managing to summon your courage, you answer them.
"Wh-"
The very second the door is open, a familiar ball of energy is in your arms, squeezing you tightly.
"I wonnnn, prefect! I won!"
Your eyes widen. "You- you-"
You breathe a sigh of relief.
Out of everyone who threw their name in the hat, you couldn't get much luckier than Kalim. Financial problems? Gone. Loneliness? Blown away in the wind. Your chances of getting assassinated...? Well, let's hope Jamil is in a good mood.
Your uniforms are ready, measured to the exact inch, sitting on a set of mannequins that greet you as soon as you're inside.
Jamil is hovering behind one of them, picking at the sleeve of your school uniform for stray threads. He gives you a sideways glance, not exactly looking happy.
"My two best friends in the whole world in the same dorm!" Kalim claps. "You have to try on your dorm uniform, you'll love it! Oh, let me get you some new sheets- we have silk!"
He bounds off down the hall, leaving you alone in the lounge. The silence is thick and uncomfortable.
"Yeah, I'm outta here," Grim says, walking off in the opposite direction.
"Grim!" You whisper-shout.
"It's a preventative measure! No cracker-dry mouth for me!" and with that, he's gone.
Jamil smirks slightly, turning his attention back to sorting the uniforms. "You should get changed while you still can. I have a feeling Kalim will be attached to your side for the rest of the evening,"
You're pleasantly surprised to see how well the dorm uniform fits you, and your return to the lounge is accompanied with a little smile. The fabric is light and breezy, perfect for the dorm's usual weather- you could certainly get used to the perpetual summer.
"Fits well, I presume?" Jamil asks. "You certainly seem to be in high spirits."
"It could be worse,"
"Much worse," he agrees.
A silence falls over the two of you. Eventually, he sighs to himself, watching you out of the corner of his eyes.
"If you ever need a break from Kalim," Jamil says tentatively. "I could certainly find a way to distract him. Just so you know."
You understand the nature of his offer immediately, and though you know it's wrong, you don't exactly say no.
"...Thank you, Jamil,"
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Vil's Ending
"Vil Schoenheit! Thank the sevens..."
Though he walks to Ramshackle to collect his prize with a sense of ease, Vil admits that there was a brief moment where he felt anxious about not winning.
Standing in that crowd, surrounded by royalty and nobles, his chances were higher than most but certainly not assured. The very thought of you being stuck with someone other than him was enough to send a shiver up his spine.
After all, how many people on this campus would you feel comfortable with taking your measurements? None, none but him.
"Hold still," he says for the millionth time. "I'm almost done."
Vil insisted on taking your measurements himself, and you had no qualms about that. After all, things could be worse.
"There. I'll have these sent out right away. Pomefiore has many students of your size, so it's likely we'll have a spare uniform for you. That is, until I can have one custom-made,"
"You really don't have to..."
He raises an eyebrow. "Of course I do. You're a Pomefiore student now, I expect you to present yourself like one,"
A knock at the door pulls your attention away from him, though it's Vil who answers it.
He returns to you, dorm uniform in arm.
"That was fast," you say, accepting the bundle of clothes.
"Punctuality is important. Now, get changed, I want to see what I'll have to adjust for you,"
Waiting for your return is almost as nerve-wrecking as it was waiting for Crowley to call out his name. Vil can't be sure why exactly you're making him so nervous now, but it's all he can do to keep from showing it.
The dorm uniform- which you've dawned before- is just as comfortable as you remember. Warm, but not suffocating, soft but durable.
Vil stares at you for a short while before saying anything, simply drinking in your presence.
"Come here. I need to have a look,"
You inch forward, standing in front of him as he turns around you in circle, inspecting every inch. "Well, it fits much better than your last,"
He pauses, stopping in front of you. You look down at your feet, feeling as nervous under his analytical gaze as ever.
Vil chuckles, cupping your chin and tilting your head up to meet his eyes. "You look wonderful. I'll have to help with your confidence, though,"
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Good Ending
"And our winner is... M-"
"Crowley!" a loud voice resonates from the very back of the crowd. The sound of hurried footsteps follow it as Trein and Crewel show up on scene.
"We're... we're kind of in the middle of something-"
"You are absolutely not. I cannot believe I had to find out about your little scheme from Trappola and Spade, of all pups," Crewel grimaces. "Are you well?"
"Well I- I-"
"Called it," Ruggie grins. "Totally senile."
Leona rolls his eyes. "Oi! Just read the damn paper!"
"Absolutely not. This is a highly immoral and borderline illegal offense," Trein crosses his arms. "You will all be refunded promptly. Now return to your studies!"
The crowd slowly dissipates, murmuring amongst themselves. Crowley remains in front of the well at the front of the courtyard, kicking the ground with his hands behind his back, like a child being scolded.
Both Trein and Crewel glare. "If you were having such issues with the prefect's expenses, you could have asked,"
"In what universe is giving them away to teenage boys a sound idea?" Trein grimaces. "I can overlook many of the things you do, but this is far too much."
"But-"
"That's enough," Crewel snaps his pointer against his palm. "If the prefect is causing you such troubles, we'll be glad to take them off your hands. In fact, I've already had the necessary legal papers drawn. I've always wanted a pup of my own, you know."
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A gentle knock at the door rouses you from your melancholy and after some lengthy pestering from Grim, you finally go to answer it.
Outside is none other than Ace and Deuce, looking rather somber.
"No- don't tell me," you say. "I don't even want to hear it."
Deuce sighs. "It's not that. The whole thing got canceled,"
"No- wait, canceled?"
"Someone got caught with their hand in the cookie jar," Ace snickers, but quickly clears his throat after Deuce gives him a sharp glare. "Crowley's negotiated a different solution to the problem."
Deuce nods. "Hypothetically... how do you feel about being adopted?"
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I think it’s bc when tumblr updated, they changed a part of their url for links so then all links before the update were broken
Thank you so much for telling me
That’s upsetting though
I gotta spend the first half of my night fixing links 🥲🥲🥲
Thank you so much!!!
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PLEASE POST THE ONE MILLION DOODLES YOU ARE SHY TO POST /pos 🙏
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sure thang o7 here are some i made that i think are good enough to post. can you tell who my favorite merc to draw is
re: the last comic: i have way too many spy hcs. Way Too Many. anyway here’s (BLU) spy accidentally traumadumping on his teammates. is he Alright.
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