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[beeh0rnz]

The sillies 💌🐶

[gallaghersgal]

Smoke & Mirrors || Lip Gallagher

chapter one of BORDERLINE.

pairing: lip gallagher x fem!reader (nickname: MK)

warnings & tags: the start of a SLOWburn. idiots with tension. mature for mentions of violence, smoking, swearing, canon typical dialogue and whatnot. y'all've seen the show!

chapter summary: lip gallagher has been your best friend since before you could remember. he's the smartest person you know, so it astounds you how someone like him can be oh so stupid. you're committed to investing in his future, even if he isn't. you won't let your best friend end up stuck on the southside.

a/n: ummmm hi!! wrote basically this whole thing in the last 24hrs. it's unedited and tbh if i look at it for one more second im gonna explode!! enjoy <33

wc: 2.9k

The crisp October air sends a chill down your spine as you usher your younger sister Caroline out the door for school. She groans and rolls her eyes when you grab her by the handle of her backpack, pulling her back to adjust her scarf. At a mere thirteen years old she already carries the same attitude you did at sixteen. “Whatever you’re gonna say, I don’t wanna hear it. You were just sick, dad’ll have my head on a platter if I don’t make you bundle up.”

She stomps her foot, a stupid, childish action that has you mentally swearing to never have kids of your own. Helping raise this one was enough as it is. “It’s not even-” she starts, but you cut her off.

“I said I don’t wanna hear it. Wear your fucking scarf or I’m telling mom you make that tutor kid do your math homework.” You shove her head gently after securing the scarf around her neck and let her stomp down the stairs. “Don’t be a brat.”

She doesn’t answer, instead starting down the street towards the bus stop. Cigarette smoke wafts over the morning air from the Gallagher house. You turn to see Lip on the front stoop, blood shining on his brow as he smokes. You feel a twist in your gut. What did he get himself into this time, you think. The repetitive motion of locking the door comes like second nature and you spend the thirty odd seconds it takes worrying about the boy across the street.

When you turn towards the Gallagher house Caroline is already ahead of you, not waiting until she passes the chain-link fence to call out, “what happened to your face?”

You catch up in time to hear him scoff, “good morning to you too, Kit-Kat,” pulling out her childhood nickname, the one she still hates, that he gave to her when she was barely four. “‘S nothing. Battle scars an’ shit.”

“What the fuck kinda battle did’ya get yourself into?” you ask, leaning down to take his chin between your thumb and forefinger. The cut isn’t too bad, a lot of blood for a relatively small abrasion, but the skin around his eye is already blossoming a dark bruise. Lip stares at you as if to say ‘not in front of the kid,’ and you nod, fishing a five dollar bill out of your pocket. You were saving it for work, but Caroline’s silence is worth more. She raises an eyebrow, to which you snap, “just don’t tell mom, ‘kay? And don’t skip just ‘cause I'm skipping.”

Caroline turns to leave and you extend a hand to Lip, pulling him to stand. Eager fingers reach for his burnt-down cig when he goes to drop it, taking the final hit for yourself before stubbing it out on the sidewalk. “Greedy. Gotta buy y’own pack,” he remarks with a smirk. All it takes is a second to get back across the stress, and once you’re inside he unwraps the scarf from his neck. 

Your eyes catch on his bruised knuckles and you tilt your head to the side with a silent question, you gonna tell me what happened? He sighs, hearing you loud and clear despite not speaking a single word. “Got into it with Frank. He was givin’ Ian shit for no fuckin’ reason.”

“Mm,” you nod, and catch his hand after he runs it nervously through his curls. The bruises there aren’t as bad as the one on his eye, Frank must’ve only gotten one good, drunken swing in. No cuts either, which was good. For all his tough guy exterior, Lip Gallagher couldn’t stand the sting of peroxide. The less you need the better, you think, and a grin plays at your lips when you glance up at him, holding his injured hand up. “Think y’can roll a joint with these?”

His laugh is like music to your ears, revelling in the first grin you’ve seen from him this morning. “Yeah, yeah I can do that, y’wanna jus’ skip the whole day? We could catch a movie ‘r somethin’,” he suggests, following you upstairs to your room.

You shake your head, opening the door to your room for him. “Can't. Calc test in third period. Sit down, ‘m gonna get the first aid kit.” While you get the kit from the shelf in your closet you hear him open your desk drawer, pulling out the grinder and weed jar you keep hidden at the back.

“You got a shirt or somethin’ I could change into? This one smells like Frank’s fuckin’ booze,” Lip scoffs. He shrugs the tee over his head and lights another cigarette, his eyes following your every move with that same boyish twinkle you’d grown fond of over the years. It was always good to remember things weren’t getting to him, not too bad. 

You cast a glare in his direction, silently scolding him, ‘you know better, let me open the window,’ but he only grins in response. Pale morning light illuminates the room when you pull back your blackout curtains and crack the window. The city is still quiet–or, as quiet as it gets in Chicago–and the sounds of gentle wind and birdsong fall softly on your ears.

You settle at his side, first aid kit in one hand and a gray and black sweater of his in the other. Curious fingers reach for a small cut on his shoulder. “What’s this one from?” You trace the gash. It isn’t deep either, but it’ll need to be cleaned so it doesn’t get infected.

“It’s, uh, ’s nothin,” he brushes you off, to which you shoot him a glare. That sets him straight. In a low mumble he simply states, “beer bottle.”

Rage seethes inside you, your jaw tensing as you wet a cotton ball with peroxide. You keep any comments to yourself, not sure how LIp will react. You’re aware of his more than complicated familial relationships–you’d grown up with thim, seeing Frank’s drinking get worse, and the aftermath of Monica leaving–but if there was one constant with the Gallagher kids, it was family first, above everything. You had your opinions of Frank, and you knew Lip shared your distaste more than anything, but that didn’t take away the sensitive nature of the topic. So, you stay quiet, dabbing at the wound with a gentle hand. The sting draws a sharp hiss from him, and it’s then that you realize how flushed he is, his cheeks, neck and chest are a soft pink color. Graciously, you pretend not to notice, so as not to embarrass him further.

When the cut is cleaned and covered with a bandage Lip takes his sweater, pulling it over his head. It leaves his hair mussed and he smoothes a hand through his curls while you tilt his chin up, inspecting the cut on his brow. Blue eyes stare up at you with a vulnerability you’re not used to seeing from the boy you grew up with. At least you know he’s comfortable with you. That’s all.

Comfortable. Friendly. Nothing more. The same as it’s always been.

The way it’s meant to be.

“Quit starin’, get me fixed up so we can smoke this,” Lip grumbles, gesturing towards the rolling tray in his lap. You laugh at that, heart quickening in your chest. Tensions between the two of you had been thick as of late, but underneath it all things remained the same.

“Glad to know you’ve got your priorities straight,” you snort, cleaning up the second wound with peroxide. He takes it better this time, more prepared for the sting, but you still catch the way a few pained tears brim in his bright eyes. 

Soft, parted lips rest under your fingers as you clean the final abrasion. The bruising is the worst here, deep purple hues present across his mouth and down to his chin. He finishes rolling as you’re wiping at the blood that pooled below his lip, a deep red trail spilling down his chin. Your delicate motions are interrupted by Lip bringing the joint up to seal it, licking along the edge of the rolling paper. 

“‘M almost finished, be patient,” you murmur, focused on keeping the disinfectant out of his mouth. A moment later you pull back, swiping vaseline over the split before wiping the excess on his jeans. Payback for interrupting your tending to his wounds. “There. All patched up. Say ‘thank you nurse,’” you tease with a grin.

He’s already flicking the lighter on, holding the flame against the end of the joint to take the first hit for himself. You busy yourself with cleaning up the first aid supplies until he passes it off to you. Thick, earthy smelling smoke flows from his parted mouth, which lifts into a mischievous grin as he hands you the joint. “My lip’s busted up pretty fuckin’ bad. Think y’could kiss it better?”

Your cheeks flush with embarrassment at his blunt proposal. “Shut up,” you retort with a sharp laugh, before you can even consider it.

Lip throws on an exaggerated frown, “oh, c’mon MK. You know it’d be so fucking hot- ow!” He flinches, chest shaking with laughter as you throw your remote at him. “Okay! Okay, I know I know. You’re not one of my g-”

“Little ghetto girlfriends,” you tease, repeating the drunken dig an alibi patron had once thrown at Lip. 

“Exactly.”

You shake your head, laughing at him for a moment. “You’re never getting in my pants Gallagher. I’ve known you since we were three. It’s wrong,” you lie. Lip is your best friend, the same role he’s filled your entire life, side by side since the two of you were in diapers. But your rejection stems from something deeper than that.

Lip Gallagher is inconsistent. You can’t exactly call him unfaithful if he never truly commits to one girl, but he’s not one for relationships. He’s flighty. He runs from affection. More often than not he buries his true feelings under snark and insults, weed, booze, and–when all else fails–aggression. That doesn’t mean you didn’t love him, it doesn’t mean you had no feelings for him, it just gives you reason to brush off his advances. For now, it can remain a little game between the two of you.

Months ago, when these unwanted feelings began to blossom in your chest, you’d promised yourself you wouldn’t be just another girl he messed around with. You aren’t willing to let him mess this thing up for the both of you.

Eager to change the subject you move to your desk, pulling out an informational packet from MIT. Before you can get a word out Lip is shaking his head, casting a skeptical glare in your direction. “Hey, come on. I just want you to apply.” You lean to hand the packet over but he reaches for the joint instead, which you pull away quickly.

“No you come on, why would I apply to MIT, seriously,” he shoots back, refusing to take the folder from your hand. He settles more comfortably in your bed, laying back against the pillows and staring up at the ceiling instead of meeting your eyes. “Bunch ‘f ivy league reject pricks ridin’ on daddy’s money. You’re lucky I’m even applying to schools in town.” Greedy hands reach forward for the joint again and you yield with a sigh, passing it over. As an afterthought, you toss the packet to him as well.

“Just consider it, alright?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll think about it,” he says. You don’t need anything but the way he avoids your eyes to know it’s a lie. 

You purse your lips, throwing an icy stare his way. Lip Gallagher may be your best friend, but you’re not going to take any of his shit. “Have you even got any applications in?”

The question seems to take him by surprise, tendrils of smoke curling from the corner of his parted lips. “I’ve got a few,” another lie.

“Really? What schools,” you question, head tilted to the side with a knowing look. “Don’t lie to me, I know you better than anyone. I can tell.”

He laughs at that, shaking his head in disbelief. “Fine, you got me. I haven’t applied anywhere yet.” The end of the joint has a good stretch of ash, which he’s trying to keep precariously attached while he takes another hit. 

“Scoot,” you mumble, grabbing your own binder of college information packets. He stretches one arm back towards your desk to snag your heart shaped ashtray and knocks the ash off, then lays the tray in the space between your bodies. You settle in beside him, your knees propped comfortably over the throw pillow that always ended up in the middle of your bed. One hand takes the joint and the other opens your binder. 

Pages upon pages of information, campus maps, scholarship pamphlets, and your hand written tuition calculations make Lip go a little cross eyed as you flip towards a page with a yellow tab. “Okay. Here, look,” you point at the information you’d circled, reading Engineering B.S., training the Innovators of Tomorrow. “UI Urbana-Champaign. Great engineering program–” you flip the page over “–and scholarships for kids from underserved communities.”

You settle the joint between your lips, flipping through a few more pages. After a deep inhale you use it to gesture towards the page. “Or UChicago, that way you’d be close to home. They’ve got this thing called inner city promise. Smart kids, like you, from certain high schools with certain academic records and test scores can get full rides.” You run a finger down the short list, stopping at a familiar name and tapping it. “See? Lincoln Grove High School. You’d qualify, Lip.”

“‘M not some fuckin’ charity case,” he grumbles, snatching the burnt-down joint from your hand. “You’re a pain in my ass, y’know that?”

“Oh I’m a pain?” you snap, turning on your side to glare at him. “For what, believing in you? For not taking any of your self-deprecating, avoidant bullshit?”

He shrugs then, and the action is almost shy. He’s embarrassed. You have this innate ability to see him, the way no one else does. You scare yourself with it sometimes. “Just don’t know why you care so much,” he mumbles.

The sigh that leaves you is a deep, tired one. Convincing him of these things has always been difficult. For as smart as he is, Lip can be so infuriatingly stupid. “You’re smart, Lip. You’ve always been smart. I dunno what I would do if I went off to college and you stayed here. In this shithole.”

He doesn’t laugh the way you expect him to. He doesn’t brush it off. He just stares.

“We made a pact, did you forget?” you continue. He shakes his head silently, the far off look in his eyes letting you know he’s remembering that day. 

The day the two of you spent drinking by the pool. Making promises to each other. You’d said you would make it out, and you would do it together. You’d made Lip promise you that he’d give it a try, and stupidly you believed him. Or was it stupid? You’re not ready to give up yet. 

“I don’t want to do it without you,” you admit to him.

Lip looks at you, his blue eyes softening. “Do what without me?” You shake your head, scooting closer to rest your head on his shoulder. He stubs out the joint and wraps an arm around your shoulders. Friendly, comfortable affection. The kind you were used to. “C’mon MK, spit it out.”

“Any of it,” you return. “Don’t think I could get through another four years of school if you’re not doing it with me.”

“Yeah? What if we’re at different schools, dumbass,” he retorts, but his palm soothes across your arm, a contrast to his words. “You gonna follow me to MIT, since y’want me to go so bad?”

You can’t help the laugh that bubbles up in your chest, turning to look up at him with a grin playing at your lips. He got what he wanted. He made you laugh. “I’ll call you every night.”

“Every night huh?” he says with a smirk. “Cockblocking me from a thousand miles away is just like you, isn’t it.”

You shove him playfully, sitting up to move the ashtray off your bed. The MIT packet lays somewhere at the foot of the bed and you search through the pillows to find it. Instead of handing it to Lip, you just tuck it into his backpack, handing the bag to him after. “Well yeah, can’t have you getting distracted by the chess team girls,” you joke back. 

He lays there in your bed, looking up at you with that stupid grin of his. All bared teeth and mischief, the same one you’d seen all those years ago. You stay silent for a moment longer before you stand, holding out a hand to pull him up. 

“You sure we can’t just skip?”

“No, ‘ve got a test, remember? Gotta keep my grades up if ‘m gonna follow you all the way to MIT,” you say, and shakes his head with a laugh. Maybe he’s coming around to the idea. “Come on, I’ll drive us.”

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[oldwritingm]

can you please do a movie Zane X reader basically the reader is also a nindroid but unlike Zane she doesn't have a movie personality like he does Zane and ninja do find out that the reader is a nindroid and Zane asks the reader to teach him how to act more human and the reader tells him to not think about that and to just be himself Zane slowly get his show version personality and he was confused on what he was feeling and Kai tells Zane that his in love and Zane end up confesses his feelings for the reader and the reader accept them

Who doesn’t love a little robot romance? <33

Word count: 1.1k

Ninjago - Zane with a More Human-Like Nindroid

You were on the bus home. Today, like most days, you were sitting next to Zane. You liked sitting next to him because he was a great listener; and by that you meant he would let you blabber as much as you wanted. You always took full advantage of this.

“I’m going to be so busy when I get home,” you groaned. “Math homework, an essay, and I’m getting my motherboard upgraded. Talk about stressful!” You shook your head, barely noticing the way Zane perked up when you said “motherboard.”

“I did not know that you were also a robot,” Zane said, his monotone voice not betraying his surprise.

“Yep,” you affirmed, adding rather bashfully: “But I’m aware that I don’t really act like one.”

Zane stared at you for a while, saying nothing. You were starting to feel awkward, so you fidgeted with your fingers. That always helped to cool your circuits (literally). Your actions only seemed to intensify Zane’s fixation on you, though.

“How do you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Your actions are remarkably human-like. Fidgeting is a natural human response to stress, yet you also do it, despite the fact that you are not a human.”

You shoved your hands in your pockets, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “Oh. Well, I don’t really do it consciously… It’s just kind of natural for me, you know?”

“I do not.”

You contemplated for a while how you might explain yourself to him, but before you could come up with anything, the bus screeched to a halt at your stop. You apologized as you slung your backpack over your shoulder, promising that you’d continue this conversation another time. Zane grabbed your hand, stopping you from stepping out into the aisle.

“Will you teach me?”

You blinked at him. As much as you wanted to say yes, you doubted you’d be able to teach him. You wouldn’t even know where to begin. How do you explain to someone how to act human when you don’t know how you do it yourself? As you told him before, it was just natural for you.

You slowly shook your head, smiling apologetically. “I don’t think I could.”

There was no change in his expression, yet you couldn’t help feeling that you had disappointed him. But by some miracle, right at that moment, your mind blessed you with the perfect thing to say.

“I’ll tell you my secret, though,” you said, leaning in to whisper as if it were a private matter. “Just be yourself.” Then, straightening yourself, you smiled at him and walked away.

Over the next few weeks, you noticed subtle changes in your friend. It took you a while to connect it back to your conversation on the bus; honestly, you had almost forgotten that interaction completely. It just didn’t strike you as important at the time.

The first noticeable sign was his laugh. He laughed more often, and the more he laughed, the more natural it sounded. He wouldn’t just laugh at jokes; he’d laugh at things that were unintentionally funny, too. He was developing his own sense of humor. When your math teacher fumbled and said “negative zero” instead of just “zero,” Zane’s laughter filled the room. No one else found it funny, but you could tell that he was genuinely tickled by the little slip up.

That was far from the only change, though. His speech patterns changed. He was developing a sort of gentle, reflective air about him; different from his stoic, matter-of-fact personality that you were used to. Of course he was still very much robotic, but he seemed to… soften. Or something. You couldn’t put it into words.

Frankly you liked the new Zane. He was more fun to be around, and a much better listener than ever before. When you told stories, you could almost see the emotions flickering behind his eyes. He still didn’t talk much, but that was fine with you.

One day, you were walking to class with your friends Kai and Nya, and the topic of Zane came up.

“He’s been acting differently lately. Have you noticed? It’s like he’s more… I don’t know, human,” Kai observed.

“Yeah, I’ve noticed,” Nya nodded, “I think it’s because he’s in lo—”

“Kai,” Zane’s voice interrupted your conversation, making all three of you jump. “May I speak with you alone for a moment?”

Kai fistbumped you and Nya, bidding you both goodbye and allowing you to keep walking to class while he stayed behind.

When you were out of earshot, he turned to Zane. “Everything okay?”

“It’s Y/n. A few weeks ago, they gave me some advice. I’ve been following that advice. I’ve found that it’s helped me become more in tune with what I assume to be emotions. I can recognize when I’m happy or sad or angry. But there’s one feeling in particular that I can’t seem to identify.”

“Well, what does it feel like?”

“It’s almost like happiness, but more. It makes me want things. Like, to hold their hand or have their head on my shoulder.”

“Woah, woah, woah— who’s they?” Kai smirked knowingly.

“Y/n. And that’s the other aspect that’s so confusing; it only arises when I’m with Y/n or thinking about them. The feeling, that is.”

“Dude, you’re in love with Y/n!”

“Love? Is this what that feels like?”

“Yeah! We’ve got to get you guys together,” Kai rubbed his hands together, already scheming.

Two days later you found a note in your locker telling you to come behind the bleachers after school. You were surprised to find Zane waiting there for you. This didn’t seem like something he’d do. Then again, he had changed lately.

You noticed how Zane fidgeted with the hem of his jacket. Was he nervous? He was smiling, though. You cocked your head, perplexed at this contradiction. You waited for him to say something.

“Y/n, I took your advice. I’ve been trying to ‘be myself,’ as you recommended.”

You blinked in surprise, finally remembering that interaction on the bus all those weeks ago. Was that really the catalyst for Zane’s recent behavior? You hadn’t thought the advice was really any good, let alone that he would actually follow it.

Though, you had to admit, it was rather touching. You couldn’t help the small smile that curved your lips ever so slightly as he went on.

“I’ve been more in tune with my feelings. Including my feelings for you.”

You raised an eyebrow. “And just what are your feelings for me?”

“I am in love with you.”

You just about short-circuited right there. “I feel the same way about you!” You blurted, overflowing with joy.

Laughing, you both embraced, spinning around until you toppled over.

When you finally got your giggles under control, you looked into each other’s eyes. You smiled. Zane smiled back. It was the most genuine smile you’d ever seen on anyone; the fact that it was on Zane only made it more incredible.

“I’m so glad I met you,” you sighed.

“I’m so glad I met you,” Zane returned, pulling you to your feet to hug you again.

Thanks for reading!! And thanks anon for this sweet request!

(divider by saradika)

[greetings-inferiors]

Shut up idea for maths based spellcasting - specifically probability - that is based upon my idea for a ‘mathologer’ in dnd

So there are only 6 levels of spells available. This is important as at max level your “spell slots” will add to 20 (the regular number of spell slots up to level 7, just take the 2 from 7 and add it to 3 and 2)

So you start off with a ‘die’ (for now a d4) and with 2 level 1 “spell slots”. Before casting a spell, you roll the die to see if your spell casts. If it is 1 or 2, you can cast a level 1 spell, if it is 3 or 4, you ‘overcast’ and can’t cast magic for a turn (out of battle roll until you can cast, that is your prepared spell).

When you level up, you get a level 1 and level 2 spell slot! Yayyy! So you can cast level 2 spells (at a 25% chance)

However. When you next level up, you get another level 1 spell slot. I’ll explain exactly how spell slots are distributed (this applies for all dice). Starting from the lowest number, it goes all of your first level spell slots, then all of your second level spell slots, then all your third, etc. so with a d4 at level 3, even though you know level 2 spells, you can’t cast them, because you’d only ever roll level 1. If you want to be able to cast level 2 spells, you’d have to upgrade to a d6, and risk overcasting. (I wrote that before figuring out the spell slot distribution, so technically you can cast level 2 at level 3, but it’d be a 25% with d4 compared to 33% with d6). Think of cast die as just a weapon like a staff or wand.

This continues all the way up to level 20, but you don’t gain spell slots when you gain a feat.

You have your prepared spell (you can’t overcast out of battle) and when you cast it, you expend that slot and can reroll. At level 5, 10, and 15 (see what I did there) you don’t expend level 1, 2, and 3 spell slots respectively, so they essentially become cantrips. At level 10, 15, and 20, you can use level 1, 2, and 3 spells as actual cantrips respectively, but you don’t reroll the cast die. This means if you want to save your big level 6 spell, you’re not completely locked out of spellcasting.

To properly define overcasting:

Overcast: you cannot cast spells (if you’re multiclassing, you cannot cast other class’ spells either). You can cast cantrips. Roll your cast die at the start of your turn, and lost overcast.

Level 1 spells are pretty basic, like “roll your cast die. Deal that amount of damage.”, or the level 3 “roll your cast die. That number of creatures in an 18m radius take 1d8 damage (plus 1d8 every 5 levels)”. Just spells with high variance. Higher level spells tap into the true potential of probability manipulation, like a level 4 “you and every creature in a 9m radius rolls your cast die (or equivalent). The creature(s) closest to your roll take damage equal to your roll. If it’s equal to what they rolled, this crits. If you rolled a 20, double the damage.” And a level 6 “choose a creature. Every d20 roll they make is a 20. Every d20 roll you make is a 1.”

Anyway here’s the grid:

Level # | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | recommended cast die

Level 1 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | d4

Level 2 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | d4

Level 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | d6

Level 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | d6 (feat, no spell slots)

Level 5 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | d6 (level 1 are cantrips)

Level 6 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | d8

Level 7 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | d12

Level 8 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | d12 (feat, no spell slots)

Level 9 | 4 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | d12

Level 10| 4 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | d12 (level 2 are cantrips)

Level 11| 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | d20

Level 12| 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | d20 (feat, no spell slots)

Level 13| 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | d20

Level 14| 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 0 | 0 | d20

Level 15| 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 1 | 0 | d20 (level 3 are cantrips)

Level 16| 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 1 | 0 | d20 (feat, no spell slots)

Level 17| 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 | d20

Level 18| 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 0 | d20

Level 19| 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 0 | d20 (feat, no spell slots)

Level 20| 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 2 | d20

I should go to sleep. Please ask questions, I don’t want to sleep.

[fullsunstrawberry]

hey love!! i have a LOT to say... so buckle in

one- new layout!

two- boyfriend is back from japan i missed him way too much 😅

three- FAMILY DRAMA?!

my oldest brother has always been an asshole, ive also never been that close to him anyway, but he's still an asshole

and my middle brother is like literally my best friend and loves my boyfriend as well so yk we super close and shit

SO MY OLDEST BROTHER was talking shit about my relationship around my middle brother and my brother slapped him in the face (or maybe punched idek the whole story) so now everyone is like so confused and stuff (including me) and kao feels so bad bc he feels like he started it even tho its not his fault 😭 and my middle brother is stressing out bc he just "ruined his whole relationship with his brother" and my older brother... well idrk about him bc we talk only when we need to

anyway so today like at 12 the fam scheduled a zoom meeting so i can talk to everyone to try and see whats going on yk and there was this big argument between my mom and my oldest bro and now everything is so tense and stuff... BUT ON THE BRIGHT SIDE my exams are done and now i can focus on more things other than math and econ (regretting my major choices HARD rn)

hows your school and stuff? pls stay safe and drink lots of water <33

(omg whenever i ask someone about school i feel old)

i have so many stories i need to tell you but im going to hold it in so i dont write a whole novel

(sorry for my grammar and stuff i do math for a reason man)

THIS WAS BASICALLY A ROLLERCOASTER RIDE!!

i’m buckled in 🫡

firstly: you’re new layout is so cute <3

secondly: ahhh i’m picturing the romantic airport reunion! like running to each other at the airport 😍

NOW HERES THE TEA 🍵 🫖 !! I STAN YOUR MIDDLE BROTHER!! hopefully your oldest brother can see how much of a shit he was being and apologize. Also idk which brother’s wedding your planning but he should either be thankful because a. you’re putting so much effort to help one of your brothers and shut his mouth or b. your planning his wedding so he should shut his mouth…either way he should be quiet 🤐

^^this gets me heated cause i have a good relationship with my only sibling and i would never talk shit about his girlfriend :( !!

eyyy i forgot it’s exam season and i’m regretting not studying because my exams are next week 😢 YOURE MAJORING IN MATH AND ECON??? you’re stronger than me 😰 i’m basically failing calculus rn…i’m a business major basically meaning i don’t know what do do with my life yet hahaha

school right now is basically the calm before the storm, all the teachers are rushing to get everything done before all the exams go down and finalizing all my college stuff…i’m planning on going on hiatus for a week or two during all my final exams but hopefully my haechan smau will be done by then 🤞🤞🤞 and I'll still be online and stuff just won’t be posting and texts/reactions gotta keep my sanity somehow

also it was bring your child to work day today and i never felt so old…

i’m a grammar.ly person so if my grammar is wrong i’ll blame it on the app being stupid,, the amount of times i re-read all my work to make sure everything is okay is honestly insane (if i say i haven’t read over what i’ve written it was because i was sleep deprived)

can’t wait to here all your stories <3 my life is kinda boring rn sooo i’m all ears 😍😍❤️

[lightboundhellhound]

2, 8, 9, 22 with elsie, Aidan, and keith

2: Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child?

Elsie: plant, possibly. i could definitely see them having a succulent or two, maybe a cactus. maybe they’d forget to water it every now and then but other than that they’d do well. a pet, yes, they have a cat; a sphinx named stinky (after the animal crossing villager). they’ve also owned rats in the past and did pretty well with them! a child… not in the present moment, but once they get to a better mental state then absolutely. right now it would be too big a commitment but give them a few years

Aidan: a plant, uhhh good question LMAO i mean he’s an earthmancer so you’d think so but it’s aidan… would he care enough to take care of a plant… it’s possible but god i don’t know kajdjdkf. a pet, yeah, he does have a chihuahua named cujo, and xe does a good job caring for her. cujo is aidans one and only soft spot, like nothing else in this world matters except her. a child, absolutely the fuck not LMAO like he’s not one of those people who hates kids or whatever like he’s fine with kids but xe’s more of a grouchy drunk uncle than a full on full time parent

Keith: plant, probably not. he would forgeg. pet, yeah he takes care of his pit bull, helena (named after the mcr song) really well, but a small pet? god no lmao he doesn’t have the attention span to remember to clean the habitat (i don’t use the word cage, personally, it feels wrong on my tongue idk). he’d love to have a pair of rabbits but he probably shouldn’t lmao. a child, surprisingly, yes! he was such a substitute dad to his sister veronica that he has a general idea of how to care for kids, and he really wants to be a dad so he’d put in the work and research and whatnot to make sure he does it right

8: Do complex puzzles intrigue or frustrate them?

Elsie: definitely intrigue, but up to a certain point. they can be patient for maybe ten minutes before being like “fuck this shit” kajddkkfkf

Aidan: oh he gets so fucking frustrated lmao he has the patience of a… creature with very little patience. xe’s impatient is what im saying kskdkdkf

Keith: keith has like. all the patience in the fucking world. he spent probably an entire month, maybe more, trying to solve a rubick’s cube without help. he was determined to solve it himself. he eventually worked out the math involved and once it clicked he solved it in… idk an hour? how long do rubick’s cubes take ive never solved one LMAO

9: Do they empathize with non-sentient things (dolls, plants, books…)?

my hatred for the word empathy aside-

Elsie: they’re canonically posic! which stands for “perception of object sentience, individuality, and consciousness”. basically they perceive inanimate objects as having some form of sentience. not necessarily every object, but any object! so yeah basically lmao it’s especially prevalent in objects like stuffed animals, porcelain dolls, figurines, and technology (computers, handheld devices, stuff like that). their companion is a pink 3ds! it’s covered in stickers :33

Aidan: there’s only one object he connects with in that way, and it’s xyr grandfathers flask. aidan loved his grandfather, even if xe doesn’t remember him well now (he died when aidan was five, almost six). he feels like the flask, in some way, contains his grandfathers essence? not literally but. sentimentally. this is the flask

Keith: he doesn’t consciously do so, but he’ll say shit like “i have to buy this mug, it’s the last one on the shelf and it’s lonely :(“ in all sincerity. he also loves collecting things to add to the object “family” as he puts it. he collects so much shit. especially the tabs on cans of monster energy. but that’s not so much a love of objects thing that’s just a Keith Thing

22: Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to?

Elsie: being called pet names, it honestly depends on the person. elsie needs to trust you hardcore before you can call them pet names. and they don’t really use pet names cos it feels unnatural in a way

Aidan: if you call him anything other than aidan xe will cut you. searra calls him dan as a way of antagonizing xem. he doesn’t care for it

Keith: his girlfriend rosita calls him pet names in spanish 🥰 cariño and mi sol are the most common, but she also loves calling him príncipe, amorcito, stuff like that. keith has been learning spanish and he’s… trying. he’s at about my level. so. barely okay! lmao and he loves calling rosita pet names, and tries to sound as sappy and cheesy as humanly possible, like intentionally vomit inducing. think “cutie patootie” but like times a million. “cutesy shmoopsie pie with a cherry on top”. it drives rosita insane and he weaponizes this

[sacrilegiious]

hi, my loves ! 4am but we're finally here, intro almost posted. i'm daisy ( she/her ) and this is my bby dawn. i've been playing her for a while now and i'm so excited to get to it again and see how she will interact with all of your lovely muses. dawn is my headstrong, always down to fight, antisocial girl - genuinely an all round asshole but with her heart in the right place i think ? i guess that judgment is yours to make. def looking forward to plotting w all of u okay byyyee ! &lt;;33

꒰⠀⠀⠀⠀shin ryujin.   twenty-one.   cis woman.   she/her.⠀⠀⠀⠀꒱        hold your f*** horses !   ’dawn'  soojin jeong   has just been spotted walking into revolution headquarters. they are best known for being the   drummer   in   rad   and have been signed with the label for   six months.   they share a lot of interesting things about life in the music industry on their social media, so make sure you don’t forget to follow them at   @fuckoffjake.  fans know them for being   ruthless   but i swear they’ve got a   protective   side as well. maybe that explains why they’re always associated with   sleepless nights spent under neon lights, fingers impatiently drumming on a desk, dark eyes that refuse to look away first.   stan twitter even voted them most likely to   overthrow the government.   we’ll see how they live up to that reputation.

basics.

name:  soojin “dawn” jeong.

nicknames:  u can try i guess.

gender:  cis woman

pronouns:  she/her.

age:  21.

date of birth:  march 23rd 2001.

astrological sign: aries

place of birth: seoul, sk

nationality: korean-american

ethnicity: korean

occupation:  drummer at rad / architecture student.

sexual & romantic orientation:  bisexual, biromatic.

longest relationship: like a month probs.

appearance.

height:  1.64m / 5′4″  (as i’m being told)

weight:  50kg / 110lbs.

hair colour:  naturally black (does like dying it though).

hair style:  rn short-ish, almost reaching her shoulders.

eye colour: brown.

clothing style:  tomboy meets goth witch. almost exclusively black.

tattoos:  has several. a little D and a moon on her left hand, a rythmic score on her right ribs, a little black cat on her hip.

piercings:  ear lobes & left ear helix.

defining features:  whisker dimples, mole under left eyebrow.

character.

positive traits:  ambitious, charismatic, intelligent, self-reliant, daring, witty.

negative traits:  controlling, haughty, choleric, abrasive, impatient, judgy.

likes:  rock music, cats, the city at dawn, cool architecture, hot chocolate, asmr.

dislikes:  people (especially cis men), planes, haunted houses, brussels sprouts.

skills & languages.

notable skills: drumming, drawing, good memory, pen / drum stick spinning.

secret talents: lock picking, horseback riding.

languages spoken: Korean, English, Japanese & a bit of French.

biography.

tw: v minor mention of violence

born as jeong soojin in seoul, her life has always been predetermined by her last name, her family. she was the first child of her rather prominent parents, alongside her twin brother and both of them grew up surrounded by wealth, learning a second language by the age they were four and a third one from age nine. generally, their parents tried their best to give them everything you were supposed to give a child in order for it to develop promisingly. if raising a child were similar to a math equation that is. the only thing that they were missing, that no money or good intentions could afford them, was privacy. being one of the children of the ceo of a successful real estate company and a prominent politician meant they were always somewhat in the eye of the public. not enough to constantly be of relevance to the media but enough for any missteps to find an audience. 

making mistakes was never an option. failure not in her vocabulary as she grew up and became the over-achiever her parents had always hoped for. she was on top of her class ever since starting school and later on became not only student body president in her high school but also picked up all the right hobbies. playing the violin, horseback riding, fencing - excelling in apparently everything she touched. all the success came with a price though, the rigorous self-discipline, the complete disregard of her actual nature. inside all she felt was emptiness and that emptiness was only replaced by burning, raging anger. when she was thirteen, her blood absolutely boiling with unbridled rage, she became violent towards a classmate of hers. an incident that didn’t cause a big scandal solely because once she got home, bloody fists and all, her parents immediately paid off both the parents of said classmate as well as the members of the press who had heard of the story. everything was kept under tight wraps but it was clear there was an issue, a problem, with the golden child. therefore, she was brought to therapy, diagnosed with anger management issues and recommended to pick up a hobby that might help her with her situation. among the provided examples was drumming, something soojin would have never been allowed previously but that soon became her favorite thing to do. 

in the end, graduating with stellar results was no issue, if one thing came relatively easy to her it was academic success. still, however, she felt empty inside. felt caged in this life she had never picked yet never really tried to fight either. that was until now, when she could finally convince her parents to let her study abroad. embellishing her arguments with how impressive it would look on her CV and how it would help both her cultural and language education, she was allowed to leave the country and therefore also her parents’ and the press’ watchful eyes. she started her bachelors in architecture at ucla, actually quite passionate about the subject but she also didn’t lose sight of another thing she felt passionate about: drumming. ever since she got to the us, she changed her name to dawn, affording herself further anonymity and has finally become her own person. style, chaotic flatshare, political views and all. together with, what would soon become her two closest friends, she created the band r.a.d. about three years ago.

for a long time they were a small underground group, playing feminist punk rock was after all not truly what would catapult you into a life of stardom, or at least that is what they thought. however, after over two years of playing a lot of dingey bars, one of their songs gained some notoriety on tik tok, becoming what you might call a feminine rage hymn. with that hit song under their belt, they were approached by several record labels. dawn never felt inclined to sign, for her life was easier this way. nobody to tell them what direction to take with their music, absolute freedom. she would simply bankroll them herself. but when revolution records approached them and considering her existence of living in between the two worlds might come with an expiry date, rad agreed to sign. it gave them a sense of financial security, while also preserving their artistic freedom. for revolution, they moved across the country where now dawn is finishing up her bachelors degree mostly online.  

headcanons.

character wise she quite controlling and reckless, which can be difficult for social interactions, especially since she is absolutely unwilling to compromise in her ideals or to admit defeat. has absolutely no issue with telling people just how wrong she thinks they are. on the other hand, she has quite the dry sense of humor, can be incredibly charming if she wishes so.

is having the time of her life ever since she joined rad, she is now dressing completely different than she used to at home.  she has also started expressing her own thoughts and opinions a lot... most would say too much.

very much a destroy the patriarchy, anti-capitalistic, eat the rich, acab kind of babe.

AH YES R.A.D. dawn is the youngest member of the band and their drummer. just like at uni, she’s known exclusively as dawn in this context bc she’s still kinda trying to avoid people back at home finding out eek (hello ms hannah montana lol) - esp since r.a.d.’s specialty is angry feminist punk rock.

studies architecture and actually rlly loves it? like she will def geek out about architecture if you give her the chance.

dawn of justice was funnily enough the name of her first horse back home, so do with that info as you will.

she has the kind of personality that makes her a natural leader even though? she is an introvert? so yeah, she does prefer her solitude most of the time but don’t expect her to keep her mouth shut in social situations.

she sleeps very very little, which only adds to her high-strung personality. most of those sleepless nights are either spent performing with the band or studying.

when speaking she does have a slight korean accent.

wanted connections (wip).

i do have this sort of fun ideak that idek what to call but basically your muse and dawn got into a loud argument outside the building and somebody took pictures or videos and posted them to twitter saying they were having a lover spat. actually, they probably don’t get along great and have been trying to vehemently deny it on their social media, both losing some not so nice words about the other but it was simply interpreted by the netizens as them lovingly teasing each other soo.... that’s where we’re at basically. 

enemies / antagonists   — basically, dawn does tend to be a rude lil dickish so she’d def have quite some people who dislike her. for example that could be somebody she made fun off bc she didn’t like their music (probably called it something like mushy fluff or whatever skdfjsdf).

former hook up   —   this was definitely just casual, especially on her part. clean, no strings attached fun. well, unless maybe it wasn’t for your muse ?!  that could be a fun option as well. open for all genders.

the rare friends   —   this is the exclusive group of people she likes to be friends with asdfahd. it just be like that but ya def hmu and give my antisocial gal some friendss. maybe somebody who she actually connected with through music, or perhaps architecture.

[moothemo]

The compulsive urge to answer them all:

1. Wine glasses

2. Both

3. Cotton candy

4. I don’t know and I don’t want to know

5. Cans

6. Grunge/formal combo? Idk I like dress shirts with jeans and a leather jacket and sometimes a waistcoat

7. Earbuds

8. Tv shows

9. I’ve never considered this and its now winter so that’s hard but I do like the ocean

10. Badminton

11. Porridge in winter and weetbix bites or something similar in summer

12. The new of old

13. Lanyard. I think? That’s a hard one

14. Liquorice

15. Holes

16. Curled up sideways on my couch

17. Green converse

18. Cool breeze, warm sun. Like 20 degrees

19. On my stomach, hands under my thighs

20. A4 scrap paper. Preferably graph

21. The babysitters club

22. Mum

23. I have this stim where I wriggle my toes in patterns? I don’t know if that counts though

24. Amethyst

25. Summer of ‘69 - Bryan Adams

26. Read outside in the sun

27. Read inside with hot chocolate and a blanket

28. Accidentally in Love - Dirty Loops, The Jazz Police - Gordon Goodwin’s Big Phat Band, Soft - Motionless In White, Brainwash Broadcast - Dragged Under, Seagulls! (Stop It Now) - Bad Lip Reading

29. Non-romance book discussion, or YA romance books (I enjoy romance but sometimes the community is weird) (also fanfic romance is fine)

30. My church, but also like this one room in my high school music building. We thought it was haunted

31. Blue skinny jeans, black singlet, red and blue flannel shirt, beanie

32. I missed that entire thing somehow. I don’t even think I know five. I can’t think of any right now

33. Ok thanks.

34. “It’s BCF-ing fun!” Right now at least anyway

35. 10pm

36.

37. Duffel bag

38. Tea

39. Lemon cake

40. A pigeon killed itself flying into a window in primary school, and landed on some kid’s bag

41. Father dearest

42. PANTS!!!

43. Leather jacket

44. I don’t like scented soap. It’s best if it smells like nothing

45. DON’T MAKE ME PICK! I love sci fi, but it gets a little close to action sometimes, and fantasy is great but only kids and YA. But not superhero

46. Trackies and no shirt

47. Tasty. Because I’m a basic bitch

48. A tomato. Controversial if I’m actually a fruit (person), mixed feelings about the best way to eat me (deal with me), I’m red (blush easily), and I’m tough on the outside but soft on the inside

49. It’s not really one, but at the moment I’m living by the knowledge that I’m preparing myself for a life where I’ll never see most of the people I do now, so who cares what they think.

50. The realisation that one of my teachers looks just like Pete from Mickey Mouse

51. Finishing my goddamn assignments on time

52. I don’t have one really, but times new Roman is cool

53. As in ones on top on my phone and the other’s behind it? Or they’re kinda soft and my nails are a decent length.

54. Haven’t had one yet

55. The original Cinderella

56. Putting up the Christmas tree as a family while watching the pageant

57. My parent’s separation, learning that there will always be someone who disagrees with me, and learning that I am actually allowed to do what I want with my life and no my friends can’t stop me

58. Maths, music, science and cooking

59. I don’t know what it even could be. My life is fanfiction, school and dystopian novels. I’ve got no clue what my options are. But as a general catchphrase, I use “greetings” like “hello there”

60. THERE’S DIFFERENT KINDS OF ANIME? Why am I doing this list. Uh, idk studio Ghibli seems cool I guess?

61. “It is not titles that honor men, but men that honor titles” - Machiavelli. I know he’s got a bad reputation but he’s got some good points. A lot of his philosophy surrounds ruling a country, and as I have no interest in leadership, I don’t see the harm. I also find politics fascinating, so his work is really interesting.

62. Sheldon Cooper, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Winston Smith, Michelle Jones, Clint Barton, Sophie Sheridan. I need to get into more fandoms

63. The Fastest Way to a Girls Heart is Through Her Ribcage - Ice Nine Kills, Famous Last Words- MCR, The Hobbit Meets Metal - ERock (don’t judge it until you’ve heard it), Thriller - Ice Nine Kills, Mercy - Bad Omens

64. Cool Maths Games

65. On my right knee. I tripped over a trampoline when I was seven, landed on a hanging pot that was sitting on the ground, and cut it to the bone.

66. Baby’s breath

67. Closest thing is a locket from my Oma with a picture of my deceased Grandpa and dog. I wear it everywhere, always.

68. I had a meatball panini the other day. It tasted like somebody combined pesto, garlic bread and spaghetti and meatballs, but somehow was bad.

69. Wombat poop is square

70. Right handed

71. Mermaid scales

72. PE

73. Fish Fingers and custard, or chocolate topping in Mac and Cheese.

74. 7-8

75. Halfway through reception, probably just before I turned 6

76. Gnocchi. I’m not a big fan of potato because I don’t like the starchy texture, but gnocchi is really just pasta made of potato

77. Plastic ones. I’ll kill the real ones

78. Sushi from a grocery store.

79. My drivers license, but only because I had a shitty haircut right before my last school photo

80. Today, jewel. Yesterday, earth.

81. What the fuck are lightning bugs. I’ve never even seen fireflies. But glow worms are pretty cool.

82. PC. A less brutal argument and easier decision

83. I like writing non fiction for school and stuff like essays, but creative wise, drawing.

84. Podcasts

85. Mythology

86. Cookies

87. Losing everything and everyone I care about in a fire, and burning myself in an attempt to save them.

88. To move to Switzerland and work at CERN. I want to work in quantum physics, and I love Switzerland anyway. It’s a beautiful country.

89. Myself. It’s taken a while to get there, but I’ve learned that I’m the most important person in my life. Otherwise my mum is a pretty close second. I love her so much.

90. I guess I went to a shit school academically and struggled to get the education I needed, but that gave me bonus credit to boost my ATAR (Australian Tertiary Admission Rank) score

91. Boxes?

92. Overhead or fairy, depends on how much light I need

93. MoMo, MooMoo, Soup

94. Autumn

95. Probably tumblr actually because ao3 doesn’t have an app

96. It changes between lots of different clone wars and rebels screenshots and posters

97. 4. Mine, my mum’s, my dad’s, and my dad’s house phone

98. Probably early to mid 1900’s. I know it’s modern history but I find the world wars interesting.

I think I misinterpreted the point of this but oh well

weird asks that say a lot

in

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

7. earbuds or headphones?

8. movies or tv shows?

9. favorite smell in the summer?

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

12. name of your favorite playlist?

13. lanyard or key ring?

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

18. ideal weather?

19. sleeping position?

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

21. obsession from childhood?

22. role model?

23. strange habits?

24. favorite crystal?

25. first song you remember hearing?

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

28. five songs to describe you?

29. best way to bond with you?

30. places that you find sacred?

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

32. top five favorite vines?

33. most used phrase in your phone?

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

35. average time you fall asleep?

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

38. lemonade or tea?

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

41. last person you texted?

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

44. favorite scent for soap?

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

47. favorite type of cheese?

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

51. current stresses?

52. favorite font?

53. what is the current state of your hands?

54. what did you learn from your first job?

55. favorite fairy tale?

56. favorite tradition?

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

62. seven characters you relate to?

63. five songs that would play in your club?

64. favorite website from your childhood?

65. any permanent scars?

66. favorite flower(s)?

67. good luck charms?

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

70. left or right handed?

71. least favorite pattern?

72. worst subject?

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

82. pc or console?

83. writing or drawing?

84. podcasts or talk radio?

84. barbie or polly pocket?

85. fairy tales or mythology?

86. cookies or cupcakes?

87. your greatest fear?

88. your greatest wish?

89. who would you put before everyone else?

90. luckiest mistake?

91. boxes or bags?

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

93. nicknames?

94. favorite season?

95. favorite app on your phone?

96. desktop background?

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

98. favorite historical era?

[pinkvelve]

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i tried to put a picture in but won’t LET. E

30. Type of music you dislike most?

people are gonna hate me but most eighties music i cannot stand

like every other decade i really love but i just….cannot

31. Are you listening to music right now?

yeah on the apple tv sorta vibey music playing bad decision by esha tewari

32. What’s your favourite colour?

blue

because so many beautiful things are blue like glacier ice and the ocean and the sky

33. Is there anything that you’re disappointed about?

girl

34. What was the last thing you bought?

boba with my brother…

35. Sun or rain?

rain if i’m inside sun if im outside. cause i like walking around and doing that in the rain is actual torture when you actually have to

36. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?

absolutely not

37. What’s your zodiac sign?

♌️

38. What’s your hair colour?

it’s somewhere between blonde and brown but it keeps turning orange

39. What quote do you live by?

you reflect all that godlike you forget. how to love somebody i hate everybody i hate everyone — SZA heart emoji (ghost in the machine)

let’s talk about AI robot 🤖 got more heart ❤️ than i 💔

40. What’s your favourite zoo animal?

tigers are my favorite animal either way so

41. Do you have any pets?

a puppy that i honestly don’t know the breed of named KOTA except she’s my dads. she hunts birds

42. What colour are your eyes?

uhh green but i’d die at gunpoint cause they’re yellow in the middle

43. Do you wear any kind of jewellery 24/7?

i wear the same jewelry basically everyday, gold hoops two sets in my ears, the. there’s also the earrings i can’t take out like my helix and uhh the other one. so four earrings in each ear the. i wear these two gold necklaces

why does it keep tying then like the.

44. Do you turn the water off when you brush your teeth?

yes…?

45. Do you know how to change your car’s oil?

well no

46. Do you have any phobias?

fear of being dirty also called smthg else im sure you’ll know

47. What’s your lucky number?

six was my number in elementary school. but honestly i don’t really know. i like 5 and. 11

48. Have you ever eaten a crayon?

probably something adjacent

49. Can you solve a Rubix cube?

im flattered im even being asked this

50. What are you listening to right now?

devil girl by rehash

51. Do you like marmite?

i have never had but i’m gonna go ahead and say no. i’m also not australian.

52. Do you wear the hood on hoodies?

yes on the airplane there’s nothing like it

typing this on my ipad is so annoying.

53. Is the glass half empty or half full?

it’s full of peroxide and i’m about to drink it

54. What’s the farthest-away place you’ve been?

i guess it would be austria, like geographically the furthest away from america

55. Do you untie your shoes before taking them off?

i used to idgaf anymore

brb i need water.

56. What’s your favourite radio station?

needed by brent faiyez radio on spotify

57. Are you allergic to anything?

bro i need to shower because it’s FREEZING but which of my brothers is in there now.

58. Were you named after anyone?

i was named after 3th thrith threeth thirth

59. Do you wear glasses/contacts?

pirating madoka magica rebellion and screen mirroring it to the tv never give up guys

60. Have you ever walked out of a movie theatre before the film was finished?

3th

61. What’s your least favourite school subject?

chemistry or math

62. Put your iTunes library on shuffle. What’s the first song that comes up?

well currently love corridor by shisido kavka is playing

63. Do you wear jeans or sweatpants more?

3 thpants

64. Where in the world would you like to travel?

definitely japan, back to austria, spain, switzerland

65. Are you travelling anywhere soon?

yeah but not for that. -_-

66. Have you ever built an igloo?

i wanna say yeah when i was younger

it’s snowing right now as we speak…

67. Best thing at Starbucks?

dude theGINGERBREAD LATTE

68. Do you like watching scary movies?

madoka magica rebellion

69. What’s the best thing about school?

the library

70. What were you doing at midnight last night?

reading fanfic probably

71. What’s under your bed?

like old sheets and stuff… i think… like i just cleaned it the other week but i can’t remember

72. How do you feel about what you are doing right now in this exact moment?

im writing this in this exact moment

what kind of question is this

73. Think fast, what do you like right now?

fuji kaze cause he’s playing

i also like showering wow if only

74. Are you sarcastic?

thriiiith h

75. What time do you get up?

abhorrent times

76. What was the name of your first pet?

his name was chili 🌶️

77. What colour are your sheets?

white but you never see them they are hidden below the world of my comforter

78. How are you feeling right now?

im feeling like a shower

79. What was your favourite food when you were a child?

i don’t even know …

80. How are you feeling right now?

kys

81. Can you whistle?

feeling good just came on

82. Do you drink soda?

sorta makes me feel sick so no.

83. Have you read the Harry Potter series?

yes not all of it but it was very good…

84. Can you drive a stick shift?

definitely not

85. What’s your favourite candle scent?

like cinnamon probably. i like most cinnamon flavored things in general

86. Have your pants ever fallen down in public?

um no

87. Do you sing in the shower?

yes when ditto plays which i’m about to do

88. Can you speak another language?

wakaranai

89. Can you close your eyes and raise your eye-brows?

yes who can’t ….

90. Dogs or cats?

3thdog and threetcat

91. Do you make wishes at 11:11?

yes and the taeyeon song starts to play

92. What’s your favourite type of chapstick?

dude my lips are SO chapped right now

93. Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

the 3th came first actually

94. What are you reading right now?

i probably should not say

95. Can you touch your nose with your tongue?

i did just try. but no

96. Can you walk in heels?

3th

97. How many rings before you answer the phone?

i just let it ring dude

98. Any new and exciting things that you would like to share?

just got new skin care things yay

99. What is most important in life?

skin care and music. and arcane and squid game

100. What inspires you?

gihun from squid game YAYYYYYYY DONE

[swgohgamer]

WEEK 33: After getting reacquainted with the game, I decided to significantly change up my strategy. Previously I was laser-focused on completing every single journey in the journey guide one at a time. But since coming back, I moved away from that to focus on my Geos, who were my strongest squad anyway, in order to advance more in the various arenas. So I got them all up to g12 and even got my first relic on GBA. Now I’m working on getting Spy up to relic level as well. And then I’m going to pause on them for the time being. I don’t know that they can take me much further in squad or fleet.

Beyond that, for my longer-term goals, I’m basically following the 2024 F2P farming guide from popular YouTuber Ahnald, with a few modifications. I’m skipping the initial Imperial Trooper & Phoenix squads, and my next team will be G12 bounty hunters. He recommends them at this point in order to unlock Chewie & the Millennium Falcon, but I’m particularly interested in Bossk and his ship, the Houndstooth. Because everyone around me in fleet arena seems to have that ship, and I can’t get around it at all. So I figure if you can’t beat ��em, join ‘em.

Bounty Hunter ships will also eventually be used for Executor. So that’s the farming plan for now: relic Geo Spy, then G12 bounty hunter toons, then the BH ships, then more or less continuing the path Ahnald laid out.

In squad arena I’m coming up against a lot of Jedi Knight Revan teams that I can’t get past, so I’m thinking my next relics after the Geos will go to a JKR team of my own.

I’ve been having a good week in GAC; my first opponent simply never showed up, and my second one took out one of my defensive teams, but I demolished his whole side of the board. I’m probably going to lose to my third opponent today for second place overall, which is not bad. Feels like I have a lot more room to grow in GAC now with my current roster than I do in the other arenas.

I found a guild courtesy of another YouTuber, Songeta. Specifically from his Discord server. It’s by far the most active guild I’ve ever been in. I’m definitely toward the bottom of the guild in terms of GP, but I’m playing every day, contributing my raid tickets, & participating in TW & raids. (Haven’t done a TB yet, so I’ll be interested to see how that goes.) We’re in the middle of a speeder bike raid, which by my math should give me enough currency to unlock Han Solo, which is great. (I got an additional 10 Han shards today from the Galactic Bounties I challenge, which recommends G9+ bounty hunters but turned out to be pretty easy for my G8 BHs.) I’ve also bookmarked Wampa, Wat Tambor, General Kenobi, & Dengar as raid currency unlock goals.

[bucketsplug]

Paige has played one full season lmao like yeah congrats she’s had less 33% games when playing a third of the time and not being her team’s main offensive option?

Iowa didn’t drop as much as y’all because they won a competitive top ten match up. And NC state weren’t ranked when they beat you guys. On the subject of having a brain, it’s not hard to understand

An anti-UConn bias is hilarious when they were ranked #2 before playing a single game. And do we not remember Paige basically being called the best player in college before she even set foot on a college campus?

Like, if the media covering other players is an anti-UConn bias then sure there’s an anti-UConn bias

Don’t get me wrong, Paige is a great player. But you can’t critique one player for having an off game but then make excuses when your fave has the same

I’m discarding most of the words you just said because clearly you don’t know what the hell you’re talking about K-State was definitely not a ranked team let alone a TOP TEN MATCHUP when Iowa lost 😭😭

Also it’s not so crazy when you keep up with ESPN, BR, sports journalists, etc. trust it is there. It is SO clearly there with some people.

Simply I’m not making excuses she had a bad game offensively we’re all coming to that agreement I’m saying Paige Bueckers had a bad game since I need to make it more clear. I’m just stating facts 4/12 is an obvious better fg % than 9/32 unless you just SUCK at math

[agendabymooner]

*TLE college fiend rolls in* SO BASICALLY TLE is technology and livelihood education, idk what is the direct equivalent abroad but it encompasses cooking, baking, dressmaking, hairdressing, electronics, drafting, agri-fishery... Yeah it's a lot. We even have events management as part of my course.

Please let me know if you need any help with thinking up dishes! I love helping others discover new food and ways to cook stuff, I literally just did it a few days ago 😭

Fun story, may laboratory kami where we had to cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner that were a full meal. I think it was around the same time that I saw the other anon ask so that was what was on my mind when I sent it in.

So ayun, we had sopas for breakfast (plus pandesal and coffee na binili sa canteen), bibimbap for lunch, then bicol express for dinner. Approve na approve si Lab Prof namin kasi we also had fruits and ayun, kami lang ang nakapag-explain na hindi kami tumingin sa cuisine, pero we looked at the nutrients, ganun.

ALSO I LOVE YOUR STORIES SM HUHU sometimes I think about posting about my own OCs pero I'm really busy (block section kami, and we currently sit at 33 units) so ayun, maybe one day I'll get the courage and the chance to do so!!

i’m in the school library rn doing my homework but uh this is my homework ig-

y’all got a whole elective for my high school’s departments i’m— 😭😭

i remember TLE vividly now because i went to a private school in PH. i think it’s home economics??? when i went to canada they offer shit like cosmetology, art class, communications technology (i’ve been a comms student since grade 7 and now i’m majoring in professional comms ❤️)

and listen- i would take a home ec class but i hate cleaning up after 😭😭 like there’s a whole ass process when it comes to cooking in an actual class kitchen. lowk starving atm HAHAHAHA. i thought of sopas because i love it so much (just soup and macaroni— no meat or veggies)

i’m seeing a dietitian soon so i can actually get my nutrients right. ako ay may eating disorder— i had to get a blood work done para daw sa electrolytes and nutrients q. right now, wala akong sense of eating healthy so your ask was very helpful. thank you tle anon (what do i call you others than tle anon???)

and as for my works… THANK YOU!!! i will keep saying that everything’s done out of pure indulgence 😭😭 so for you to like it means a lot. i literally make things that are pure garbage and based on my little adhd fixations.

just letting you know that you can absolutely post your work but you don’t have any obligation to post it at a certain time or date! i’ve only been posting lately because it’s my unwinding time hehehe i write shit on my relaxing time :)

if you have any questions regarding anything (that aren’t food or math/science related), feel free to shoot me a message or ask! my tumblr notifications are always open

xx

❤️❤️🫶

[gummi-animatronic]

Supposed to be a ask game but I’m bored at work.

Under cut cause it’s long

50 Random Character Asks: Crowley

1. Canon I outright reject

Crowley having the idiot ball trope for seasons 11+12. And right after he threatened to be evil again when Sam tried to kill him for Rowena too. That was honesty kinda hot

2. A canon or headcanon hill I will die on

He DESERVES(/D) to be loved!

Also he absolutely does aftercare after sex

3. Obscure headcanon

Dunno off the top of my head.

4. Favorite line

“No one in the history of torture will be tortured with the torture you’ll be tortured with.” or however the line goes exactly.

5. Best personality trait

His loyalty to his deals

6. Worst personality trait

Whatever the fuck happened to him in seasons 11+12 but 12 especially.

7. Age/height/weight headcanon

It’s midnight and I don’t feel like doing math right now but I headcanon his meatsuit is basically the same age as Mark S. Crowley himself is what I don’t feel like doing math for.

Same as Mark S for height which is apparently 5’8 from what I found online. Even though it really doesn’t look like it next to Jared and Jensen lmao.

Ditto to weight. Whatever Mark S is

8. Unpopular opinion about them

Dunno off the top of my head.

9. Scene that first made me love (or hate) the character

Off the top of my head it’s the one where he screams about being under a spotlight and then makes it explode by pointing at it. And that he took a picture of him kissing Bobby(that Mark still has to this day) is what made me start loving him.

10. Best moment on screen (or in the book)

Whenever he’s being a badass

11. Faceclaim for the role

N/A

12. Crack headcanon

N/A

13. Dumbest thing they’ve ever done

Not throw Luci’s ass back into the cage and just taking his anger out on his underlings that laughed at him as Lucifer’s dog. I get he wanted revenge but that was stupid.

14. Most heroic moment

His sacrifice :(

15. Worst thing they’ve ever done

Let’s be honest, where to even start there. Including kidnapping Kevin and his mom.

16. Deepest darkest secret they won’t even admit to themselves

He genuinely loves the Winchesters but knows deep down they don’t love him back

17. Quotes, songs, poems, etc. that I associate with them

N/A

18. What they’d go to see a therapist about

His mommy issues

19. Vices/bad habits

N/A

20. Scars

N/A

21. Drink of choice (not just alcoholic)

I don’t know why but I see him as a lemonade man outside of alcohol

22. Best physical feature

Everything

23. If they were a scented candle, what would they smell like?

Whiskey

24. Most annoying habit

Putting up with his ‘friends’ being dicks

25. 3 things they’d want to take with them if they were dropped off in the middle of nowhere

If he can’t teleport:

Phone, alcohol, and I like to think he has a small hobby that he can easily carry with him

26. What they would do if stuck in an elevator with [insert character of your choice from the same fandom]

He and Dean would probably have a decent chat like adults and not fight

27. Their guilty pleasure

The Winchesters

28. How they feel about [insert character of your choice from the same fandom]

He wants Dean to be his bestie and does love Sam too despite trying to kill him

29. Eating habits

Apparently he likes peanuts from whichever episode that was with the Darkness.

30. Sleeping habits

He doesn’t sleep.

31. If the had a tumblr what would it look like?

Dunno

32. Something guaranteed to make them smile/laugh

Literally anyone showing some kindness and affection and thanking him.

33. Something guaranteed to make them cry

Same as above. Kindness, affection, and a fucking thank you

34. How they react when they are feeling X emotion (sad, angry, excited, scared, etc.—can specify as many as you like)

I feel like some would be anger and others would be anxious and fear even though he would hide it.

35. Their idea of a perfect day

Being alone with his bestie drinking his little drink with the tiny pitchfork

36. Their favorite season

Fall for spooky season

37. What they really think about themselves

His last episode made it seem like he was really depressed and suicidal so I can only imagine.

38. Favorite holiday

Spooky holiday Halloween. He also likes Valentines Day because he would spoil his lover rotten that day

39. Favorite game

N/A

40. Favorite book

Can’t remember what it’s called of the top of my head but he’s been show reading or mentioning a book or two.

Also the supernatural books

41. If they could have lunch with anyone in the world (living or dead, from any fictional universe or the real world), who would it be?

Better be with me 😏

42. 3 comfort items

His hellhounds, alcohol probably, and idk his suit?

43. 3 favorite foods and 3 they despise

N/A

44. Their happiest memory

Being appreciated by anyone

45. Their favorite celebrity

N/A or Mark S because liking himself is funny

46. The person they most admire

Dean let’s be honest

47. Their dream job

Being a retired demon since he was sick of being king

48. Scariest moment of their life

In his original life, he was probably petrified when Rowena abandoned him at like 8 years old and kept trying to sell him before it.

49. Favorite toy as a child

N/A

50. A memory they’ve blocked out

Probably the day he got abandoned by his mother. And everything Luci did

[crackonhq]

WELCOME TO WEEK 6. it’s day 33, and we are officially in the last three weeks of the season. to kick it off, members of the public will be asked to weigh in on their favorite couple. 

i’ve made some changes to how we used to vote. here’s how this will work :

you will submit one form, where you can pick THREE of your favorite couples. you must vote for three different couples. 

you do not have to vote three times. if you only want to vote for one couple, then i won’t stop you. 

this form is anonymous, but please only fill it out once. voting is only open to members of the rp and the form will be posted in the discord server. 

please cast your vote by next saturday, march 18. 

on new bombshells :

we will start seeing some new faces ! please note that there will only be about 5 new characters before the rp ends, as the amount of bombshells introduced becomes smaller as couples start to settle after casa. obviously i’ll be flexible with the math, but basically, don’t count on a ton more bombshells getting introduced at this point. 

priority will always go to people with NO characters. however, it is up to you to reach out. if you’re not playing any muses and you want to bring in a new one asap, tell me / send in an application. i will not automatically assume just because you don’t have a character that you want to pick up another – it is up to you to let me know. 

the waitlist for new characters has been refreshed since casa amor. if you want to be on it, please message me + send in an application. 

that said, feel free to start any DAY 33 interactions whenever you choose. ♡ please use the morning + afternoon of day 33, but leave the evening open. 

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

099 of 2023

Life Skills

1) I can sew. 2) I can tie a man’s tie. 3) I can make a meal without a recipe. 4) I can build a fire. 5) I can bandage a wound. 6) I can navigate with an IRL map. 7) I can measure a piece of furniture to know if it fits in a space. 8) I can change a tire. 9) I know how to check the oil in a car. 10) I know the proper way to fold a fitted sheet. 11) I know how to do laundry. 12) I know how to iron a shirt. 13) I know how to stop a toilet from overflowing. (not like it happens here; European toilets are not filled with water like American ones) 14) I know how to set up a wireless network. 15) I know how to use Excel. 16) I can create a basic website/blog. 17) I know how to craft a resume. 18) I know how to cook eggs at least 3 different ways. 19) I know how to use chopsticks. 20) I know CPR. 21) I know how to perform the Heimlich maneuver. 22) I know how to calculate a tip. 23) I can do a push-up. 24) I can swim. 25) I can drive. 26) I can ride a bike. 27) I can do basic math in my head. 28) I can do long division on paper. 29) I can keep a plant alive. 30) I can make pasta without under- or overcooking it. 31) I can tie a proper knot. 32) I can open a champagne bottle. 33) I can drive a stick-shift. 34) I can use both a Mac and a PC. 35) I can parallel park. 36) I know when fruits and vegetables are ripe. 37) I can assemble IKEA furniture by myself. 38) I know what to do if you spill red wine on the carpet. 39) I know what to do to remove blood stains. 40) I know how to jump-start a car. 41) I know how to read and understand nutrition labels. 42) I know what to do if I get into a car accident. 43) I know how to budget. 44) I can write letters with a few spelling errors and/or grammar mistakes. 45) I can bargain at a flea market. 46) I can carve a chicken or turkey. 47) I know how to operate a fire extinguisher. 48) I can use a sewing machine. 49) I can successfully bake a cake with a recipe. 50) I know how to properly set a table. 51) I can adjust my Facebook privacy settings with ease. (I don’t even use facebook) 52) I know how to treat a bee sting. 53) I understand what goes in the recycling vs the trash. 54) I know how to make a soft-, medium-, and hard-boiled egg. 55) I know how to back up my information. 56) I know how to update my phone. 57) I understand how to manage/store my music/photos. 58) I know how to use an electric drill. 59) I know how to hang a picture. 60) I can install something into the wall (such as a shelf or curtain). 61) I can braid hair. 62) I can throw a football. 63) I can set up a barbecue fire. 64) I can cook meat to the desired level. 65) I know how to make a mixed drink. 66) I can do my taxes. 67) I can change a diaper. 68) I understand how to throw a punch. 69) I can actually throw a punch. 70) I can negotiate a raise. 71) I can figure out which direction points north without a compass. 72) I can navigate the subway without having to ask for help. 73) I know how to send someone a large file. 74) I know how to use Twitter. (don’t care) 75) I understand what a 401(k) is. (it’s not European, so no) 76) I understand how the stock market works. 77) I understand the terms of my health insurance program. 78) I know what an abnormal mole might look like. 79) I can change a light bulb. 80) I can read a text and recall the most important details. 81) I can do a pretty decent dive into a pool. 82) I can ski/snowboard. 83) I can recognize (but not necessarily speak) languages such as Spanish, French, German, and Italian. 84) I know how to clean the filters in my vacuum. 85) I can replace a vacuum belt. 86) I know how to paint a room. 87) If named a state in the US, I could describe where it is. 88) If named a country in Europe, I could describe where it is. 89) I could draw a basic map of the world. 90) I know how to play Sudoku. 91) I know how to polish silver. 92) I know how to eat a lobster. 93) I can fix a leaky faucet. 94) I know how to use the internet, beyond Google, to search for things. 95) I am good at finding exactly what I am looking for online. 96) I can wrap a gift. 97) I have been able to get around a foreign country by myself with ease. 98) I can remove a splinter. 99) I know how to properly clean the exterior of my computer and electronic devices. 100) I understand how a mortgage works.

[smashing-teacups]

Atonement Chapter 43

Previously: Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8, Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11, Ch 12, Ch 13, Ch 14, Ch 15, Ch 16, Ch 17, Ch 18 , Ch 19, Ch 20, Ch 21, Ch 22, Ch 23, Ch 24, Ch 25, Ch 26, Ch 27, Ch 28, Ch 29, Ch 30, Ch 31, Ch 32, Ch 33, Ch 34, Ch 35, Ch 36, Ch 37, Ch 38, Ch 39, Ch 40, Ch 41, Ch 42

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE: Drywall and Dreams

I don’t — He — This — But how—?

Claire felt as though her brain was glitching, the neurons spitting out electrical impulses like wayward fireworks that skittered and sparked across the pavement.

The modern construction zone was so incongruous with her expectations that she couldn’t seem to connect the sight in front of her with the ancient stone facade. When Jamie had said that they’d gutted the building down to the stone, she’d pictured a ruin of sorts, full of mold and rotted wood and rat droppings. 

Not an interior that looked like it belonged mid-way through an episode of Property Brothers.

She took a half-breath to speak, released it, and took in another. Before she could figure out how to form words, though, Jamie began apologizing a mile a minute. 

“It’s only an option, Claire. I know it’s a massive undertaking. We—we’d basically have to start from the ground up, so I promise I willna be offended if it’s more than ye want to take on righ—”

“Wait. Wait…” Her poor husband fell silent as she raised a finger to gesture around the space in bewilderment. “So you— are you telling me this place is ours?”

A tiny smile plucked at the corner of Jamie’s mouth. He looked so strikingly young just then, yearning for approval like a little boy offering a bouquet of wildflowers. 

“And the land around it too. The orchards ye saw on the ride in, and the barley fields to the east. Twenty acres, or thereabouts.” 

Claire recognized that she was gaping like a codfish, but couldn’t seem to do anything about it. She kept running the math over and over in her head as if it would somehow make more sense to her with repetition. A typical suburban backyard was, what, maybe a quarter of an acre, so… eighty times that?! Surely that couldn’t be right.

“I—wh—”

For fuck’s sake, get it together before he thinks you’re having a stroke.

“Jesus H. Christ,” she settled on at last. An incredulous gust of laughter pushed past her throat as she stepped into his arms. “Jamie, this… I don’t even know what to say!”

“Are you happy?” he asked, eyes round and vulnerable with hope.

Snaking her arms around his neck, Claire blinked rapidly to try to clear the shock. “I—I’m stunned, I’m…” At the flicker of doubt on his face, she quickly clarified, “I’m delighted.”

At once, Jamie’s features melted into relief. “Thank Christ.” His whole body sagged against hers, and he let out a laugh. “Ye might have led with that, a nighean.”

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