#they’re all so FIONE

[starriesworlds]

yall… i am incredibly down bad for the characters in kuroko no basuke

[monster-match-if]

Can I ask what the ROs are like? As people I mean, like personalities, hobbies, if their different in a private setting rather than a public one, etc

And maybe if it's not too much, if they have possible preferences for a partner? Personality or otherwise

OH family is probably important too so I'd like to know that as well please, thank you

These are a lot of questions😅I'm actually making a little RO Character Profile in game where you'll be able to read more about the ROs and some of the other cast members. I'm copying some of the stuff I've written so far, thought not all of them are hobbies. sneak peek and answers below the cut cause it got long

Morgan  At best: charming, confident, perceptive, intelligent, funny At worst: egocentric, unreliable Likes: expensive champagne, classy luxury, old vampire movies

Eli At best: loyal, honest, friendly, kind, dependable  At worst: anxious, envious Likes: woodcarving, procrastinating, pedantic books about nature and history

Ragnar At best: protective, warm, empathetic, passionate, faithful, At worst: possessive, overprotective. Likes: BBQs, the great outdoors, working on his vintage Harley-Davidson motorcycle, working on his cottage 

Blake At best: sensual, curious, adventurous, charming, spontaneous, funny At worst: distrustful, impatient Likes: parties, reality TV shows, music

Kitai At best: supportive, kind, empathetic, generous, loving At worst: nihilistic, insecure Likes: painting, origami, video games, sci-fi

Fion At best: brave, focused, loving, practical, energetic At worst: trouble-seeking, belligerent Likes: gardening seaweed and kelp, cleaning plastic from the ocean, getting high on puffer fish

Sei At best: assertive, loyal, reliable, mysterious, passionate  At worst: arrogant, possessive, judging Likes: being prepared, human documentaries and biographies, reading anything with a good plot

Sei is probably the only one that acts differently in front of the camera than in private - bringing out more of that inner alure and his Host voice, but is rather calm and stoic in private. Morgan and Blake might be a bit less extravagant, less flirty all the time in private, but it's not a big difference. Fion is a firecraker all round. will express their feeling easier in private. One might not see it on their face is something ever offended them. Eli, Kitai, Ragnar all basically wear their hears on their sleeves.

Preference in partners… Well Ragnar obviously wants a family oriented, loyal woman. For the others, they don’t have super specific things, love is blind and all that.  Morgan I imagine would not particularly want a complete slob as a partner, at least for more fancy events. Doesn't have to be full formal attire, but at least not a mustard covered shirt.  Blake just wants someone who will not criticise them for their lifestyle and would potentially want a partner that would want to join them at least on occasion on their escapades. Eli and Kitai just want to be loved and respected by their respective partners😅everything else is a bonus. Fion - someone who’s into tentacle stuff, lol. Would prefer someone who doesn't fear the ocean, at least when they’re together, and who would join them for various underwater activities. Sei - someone who is just his.

Family... Morgan - their Maker and a few vampiric siblings.  Great (times 15) grand-niece they kept track of. Eli - parents - gets along well enough with them, even if they're a little overbearing. Ragnar - parents and an older sister. Blake - none, but they consider all incubi siblings in a way. Kitai - a loving grandmother. Fion - 17 younger half siblings between their separated parents. Gets along with absolutely none of them. Sei - he’s got family out there somewhere, but I imagine nagas being pretty solitary creatures outside their couples. He’ll expect any future children to move out quite soon (with help ofc if needed) and will never be one of those implicated parents. Will adjust a bit after MC for some stuff, visits, calls, holidays spent together, but will never coddle or be a helicopter parent.

I just realised you might have meant if they want a family, not if they had any 😅 Morgan - not particularly, but wouldn’t be opposed to it with the right person Eli - yes, at least one heir Ragnar - yes! Blake - would prefer not to, doesn't think they’ll be a good parent And they’re probably right Kitai - would like one or two, but not a dealbreaker if MC doesn’t want any Fion - a bit traumatised by their family, would require a lot of convincing, but secretly wants a loving family not like the one they grew up with Sei - eventually, maybe, but not a priority and only if MC really wants one

[whateverisbeautiful]

Hi ! First thing i love your reflections about richonne and the way you detail everything.

That's why i want to ask you this : In your opinion, when did Rick / Michonne fell deeply in love with each other ? I think maybe in between season 3 - 4 for Michonne and for Rick during Carl's eye recovery. Of course we know they got a strong connection since the begining.

Thanks !!!

Hi! Thank you so much. 😊 I LOVE this question cuz I think about when exactly they fell in love often and I always enjoy hearing others takes on when they believe those moments were. (And since it's such a good question I of course had to give an extended response with supporting evidence😅)

Imo, Rick & Michonne both fall deeply in love with each other by the end of Season 4.

Like their attraction and feelings were stirring from S3 forward, but at the end of S4, I think that feeling of “I’m in love with this person" starts becoming even more evident.

For Rick, I say it's that precious moment on the train tracks with Michonne and Carl when his heart knows deep down that he doesn't just like and need her but he deeply loves and has fallen for her.

And Michonne is not far behind as I think she has that same deep-down feeling in the next episode, when she listens to Rick outside the car while Carl sleeps in her lap and the “Cuz I’m Okay Too” scene. I feel like this is when her heart becomes more aware that she deeply loves him and has fallen for him. Their minds just needed time to catch up & allow them to act on what their hearts felt in S4.

To me, it’s all so clear in their looks during these scenes. Because the way she looks at him in that 4x16 scene and how he looks at her on those tracks in 4x15 feels very reminiscent of how they look at each other on that couch in 6x10 when they both know full well they’re in love.

I really feel like the only few reasons it takes R&M so long to act on those S4 feelings is because one; the world kept screaming at them throughout S5/6A and they had to focus so much on just bare-bones survival and recovering from PTSD, two; Michonne needed that convo with Carl and Judith in 6x10 to feel comfortable letting her heart take the wheel and take that next step with Rick. And Rick just needed that confirmation that the feeling was mutual because I think he really respected and valued her role in his and his family’s life and didn’t want to potentially jeopardize that by professing his feelings for her unless he knew it was something she wanted too. (and three; as fione as Rick is, I low-key feel like Rick initially didn’t think he could pull a baddie like Michonne and in his troubled S5B/6A state he thought he’d have to settle elsewhere. ijs. 💁🏽‍♀️😋) 

But fortunately, Rick and Michonne both realized how perfect they were for each other and acted on it once they finally had time to heal and breathe a little. 

S4 Richonne will always be so special to me and it’s especially because I think it’s the season they fall deeply for each other and slowly but surely become aware of it. Rick and Michonne both really value family and in 4B they saw each other be the exact type of family the other needed. But not just needed, they saw each other be someone they genuinely love and desire.

I’d been thinking about doing mini breakdowns of my perspective on all the different eras of Richonne because I feel each season, from S3 to S9, brings about a new layer & era to their relationship and this question has me even more motivated to try and explore that because every era is just so good. So thank you, anon!

[acrosstimeandspace]

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thank you for the ask merlin!! i hope today’s treated you well so far, and please remember to take care! for this, i’ll be covering my pokemon oc clair and my si for fe awakening, fion!

✨ clair, my oc for rika and grusha, isn’t originally from paldea! they’re originally from unova, where his parents were chefs, which inspired his nicknames for his pokemon, as they’re all pastry names! they sent clair to academy in paldea to give them a bigger view of what they can do in the world. they decided to stay after graduating because they felt there were lots of opportunities to help students grow.

✨ i can’t remember what they say about sumia’s mom in game, but since fion and her are siblings i wanna decide what their parents are like! sumia takes more after their father, who’s very much a romantic in life, while fion takes after their mom’s adventurous spirit. i also like to think that sumia’s mother formerly was a solider as well, but i can’t decide between her having been a pegasus knight or another mount.

[peach-the-owl]

Exu crew and an artificer kid? The crew enters the kids home town and they don't seem that happy about it but doesn't say anything, everyone goes different ways to shop/explore/etc and while everyone goes their own ways the kids old bullies pull them into an alleyway and just bully them breaking anything kid made/name calling/pulling hair just being unbelievable mean. The bullies all freeze, then kid looks over their shoulders and sees the whole group behind them looking intimidating, the bullies run away while the other ask what's going on and try to comfort their child.

Wow this was longer then I expected SORRY!! I hope you have a wonderful day ❤️

There’s no need to be sorry for an idea 😁 I hope this turned out good

(Second piece to deal with a bullying theme, dang)

Fine Craftsmanship

ExU Crew & Child!Artificer!Reader

The trip to Byroden was a longer one then you first thought, having to make a few pit stops to rest and restock on food, but it did have its perks, giving you time to work on some projects while on the road. They weren’t anything huge, you wanted to surprise everyone in the group with a personally crafted item, everything was fine at first until you recognized the town you were currently approaching.

"Are you alright (y/n)? You seem a bit jumpy." Dorian comments, having noticed your fidgeting hands. You take a quick second to calm yourself before replying.

"I’m fine, this is actually my hometown. I haven’t seen it in awhile, you know." He gives you a small nod and gets himself a better look out the window.

"If you’re from here that means you know where all the good stops are right?" Dariax asks excitedly.

"I’m still a kid, I wouldn’t know what’s 'good' in your opinion." You stare blankly, it was a bit strange sometimes to be one of the smartest people in the group.

"Right, right. No drinking for you." Dariax says, as if he already knew all this. You playfully roll your eyes at him and smile a little, maybe this wouldn’t so bad after all, so long as you stayed close to everyone. You enter the town and find a good place to park the Glitter-Shitter (I can’t even write the word with a straight face) before making your way into the marketplace and instantly Opal is off browsing the different shops and stalls of the market, dragging Fearne along with her and Fy'ra Rai trailing behind them, telling everyone to meetup in an hour. Dorian heads over to the tavern hoping to sweet talk the folk there for some food for the road, Dariax tagging along most likely to grab some drinks and test his luck with some gambling. Orym had disappeared from your sight entirely, heading off to do his own thing if you had to take a guess. You sigh unsure of where to go, now just hoping things go by quickly and without trouble as you sit by the wagon pull out some tools and continue to tinker away at a small gift you were making for Fearne for a while, placing your mind into a false sense of security.

"Well, well, well. Look who decided to come home." You hear a chillingly familiar voice spite at you and look over at the three people you were hoping not to see. There was Marty, Hamna, and their self proclaimed leader Fion (I just made up some names here, idk), they used to terrorize you relentlessly until you’d finally had enough and snuck on that cart to Emon, which lead to the adventure you were on now, a story come full circle in the worst way to you. You get up quickly hoping to dash over to where Opal and Fearne where looking at some sparkling necklaces for protection, you don’t move quick enough as you’re yanked back by your hair by either Marty or Hamna as Fion covers your mouth to avoid you shouting for help. Once pulled into a nearby alleyway, away from public view, Marty and Hamna each restrain one of your arms. You thrash and struggle to try and free yourself, managing to loosen their grip slightly only to get socked in the jaw by Fion giving the other two the chance to readjust their grip into a more secure position, trapping you.

"Let go! Leave me alone!" You shout as you continue to squirm to try and free yourself.

"Awww, and what are you going to do if we don’t?" Marty teases. You wanted to cast something to no avail with their tight grip preventing you of freeing yourself and grabbing your tools.

"Look at them," Hamna laughs, "they’re too weak to even break free." You glare at them. Fion walks over to you and starts rummaging around your bag, mindlessly throwing around the various items you’ve worked on for a long time to make.

"What’s this supposed to be?" They ask, holding up a hair clip you had intended to give to Opal.

"That’s for my friend! Put it back!" You shout a little too loud for their liking and the two holding your arms use their free hands to cover your mouth, muffling your words or cry’s for help. The one holding the hair clip looks it over in their hand before looking you in the eyes and snapping the item in half.

"Oops, sorry. My hand slipped." Their voice dripped with sarcasm. They continue to rummage through your bag, or look through the small pile of items they threw out of it, pulling out items you wanted to give to everyone as gifts. Every time they’d inspect one item, they'd just as quickly break it, smashing it on the ground or snapping it in their hands. You struggled and tugged against the two still holding you back and muffling out your voice, but it was no use, you were restrained, unable to call for help and left to helplessly watch as they destroyed your hard work. As if things couldn’t get worse, they pull out your tools, the literal lifeblood for your magic, look you straight in your eyes and while struggling a bit manage to break them too.

"Awww, they’re crying like a baby." Hamna laughs.

"That’s because they are a baby." Marty continues.

"If you really want to cry like a baby, we’ll give a reason to cry." Fion eggs on, getting the other two to harshly shove you to the ground. You curl into a ball preparing for the worst, you wait a moment and when nothing happens you peek up to see the three of them frozen in place with fear in their eyes. You adjust yourself to have a look over your shoulder and see everyone standing with intimidating looks on their faces.

Dorian stared daggers at the bullies, while also subtly fiddling with his handaxe. Opal twirled her knives in her hands, magic sparking at her fingertips, and if you looked closely enough you could see a faint glow emit from her necklace. Fearne stood tall, her snake staff coming to life and hissing at the three, Mister well perched on her shoulder screeches, purposely showing the fiery interior of his mouth. Orym takes a step in front of you, acting as a shield for you while placing his hand on the hilt of his sword, you knew well enough he wouldn’t actually draw his sword on the other kids, but they didn’t know that. Dariax on the other hand looked very ready to strike at the three, holding a tight grip on his spear.

"Are you hurt bad?" Orym asks quietly, looking over to you. You shake your head giving an equally quiet "no".

"I’m not a fan of people hurting my little friend here." You hear Dariax say, now fulling pointing his spear at the others, the three each take step back. You finch at the feeling of being suddenly lifted off the ground, finding yourself in Dorian's arms, he gives you a concerned but reassuring smile.

"Let’s get out of here!" Fion commands and the three turn to leave but are stopped when Fy'ra Rai blocks their exit, her eyes burning into them with fury.

"You’re unjust actions should not be left unpunished. You dare to put down this child as if they are weak, when it is you three that are the weaklings. Knowing you would never stand a chance alone you group together and single out the ones you see as vulnerable. It is sad and pathetic, now leave while we still show you mercy." Her voice held such a powerful tone to it, it almost felt like the ground itself shook at her words. Fion, Marty and Hamna scramble over each other before running off, one of them crying for their mommy.

"Who where those children? Do you know?" Dorian asks. You let out a long sigh and explain to everyone a bit about your life when you still lived in the town.

"What’s all this stuff here?" Opal speaks up, staring at the broken pile of items.

"I wanted to surprise you all with some gifts I made, but now their all broken." You sigh sadly.

"You made theses for us?"

"I tried to, I know they aren’t that good but you’ve all been so nice and carding to me, I wanted to retune the favour."

"That’s really sweet of you." Fearne smiles, giving you a pat on the head, you smile a little at this.

"Why don’t you just fix them? I’ve seen ya do stuff like that before." Dariax butts in.

"I would, but they broke my tools too." You pout.

"Well that’s easy, we'll just buy you some new tools." Dorian states, shuffling you in his grip a bit to have a better hold on you. You look up at him with big hopeful eyes.

"Really? I don’t want to bother you."

"It’s no bother at all, your our little genius, the last thing we’d want are some small town jerks preventing you from ever thinking that." He proudly proclaims, getting affirmation from the others. Fy'ra Rai walks over and gently lifts your chin up to look at her.

"Listen to me little one, you are much stronger then you'd ever believe, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise." You give her a small nod, not entirely sure what she means but finding her words encouraging nonetheless.

"You know what? I do remember seeing these really awesome looking tools, while searching for a cloths shop. Here I’ll show you." Opal brightens up a bit, grabbing and dragging Dorian and by extension you off into the market again.

"Opal!" Dorian calls in surprise, holding tighter to you so you wouldn’t fall. You just giggle at the two, looking over your shoulder to see the others hurrying to catch up.

[risukadarlin]

[majestical cr[l]own] vol. 3: fion edwars - track five

5; ~ tea for two ~

masterpost

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The salon’s this way.

At the end of this hallway.

Don’t worry.

Did you forget?

It’s good manners to come 5 to 10 minutes after the start time.

I doubt they’re here yet.

This is it.

Father.

Dorothy.

It’s just as I thought.

I’m cancelling the party.

We shouldn’t have anything to do with her parents.

I won’t allow you to lay a hand on her or them.

Let’s go.

Your parents will be here soon.

Is that them?

Okay.

It’ll be alright.

Leave it to me.

Welcome.

It’s lovely to make your acquaintance.

I’m Fion Edwars.

Yes, that’s right.

Your daughter and I have been spending a lot of time together at school recently.

My father was dying to meet you after I told him this.

That’s why he invited you.

Unfortunately, we need to postpone the party due to personal reasons.

I’m terribly sorry.

It’s not much but here’s a small apology.

It’s a blend of tea leaves. I made it myself.

Allow me to invite you here again another time. Personally, not to meet my father.

And the young lady too.

I’m sure it’ll be a delightful tea party.

It looks like it all worked out fine.

Thank God.

Your parents seem lovely.

I won’t let anyone bother them again.

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You are cordially invited to my tea party.

It will take place tomorrow from 3pm.

Meet me at the usual place.

Fion.

Hello. 

Welcome.

You seem in good spirits.

What happened?

Why are you grinning like that?

You’re happy?

What are you talking about?

Of course not!

I’d never avoid you!

It wasn’t on purpose.

I’ve been a bit busy.

Yes, that’s all.

You’re overthinking it.

I was looking forward to today too.

I enjoy having tea parties with you.

Ever since I received your reply, I wasn’t able to stop thinking about how much I couldn’t wait to meet you.

Sorry, that was an odd thing to say.

A-anyway, let’s start.

Take a seat.

Here.

Drink it before it goes cold.

Really?

I’m glad.

I wanted to apologise for what happened so I brought my best leaves.

I brought lots of sweets too so eat as much as you want.

Ah, no…

I have something I should say first.

I didn’t tell you this last time but there’s an order to how you eat the food on this cake stand.

First, you eat the sandwiches.

Then, the scones.

Then, the sweets with fruit and jam.

Finally, the biscuits and pound cake.

It’s common for people to start with sandwiches at the bottom and work up to the baked goods on the top level.

You don’t need to worry about things like that when you’re with me.

But I’d feel bad if you did something embarrassing when I wasn’t there.

Yes, eat up.

The sandwiches should taste good today.

You look best when you’re enjoying food.

Huh?

I’m not making fun of you.

I didn’t mean it as an insult.

I didn’t realise it until I met you but…

Of course, manners are important too, but enjoying the taste of the tea and the time you spent together is much more important.

Everyone in this country loves tea.

There are 7 different types of tea parties, each enjoyed by different classes.

When nobles enjoy tea, it’s usually a social situation.  

However, I prefer the normal tea break that the general public takes while working.

They don’t worry about manners and just enjoy talking with their family or workmates.

I’m jealous of that.

Why are you laughing?

Is it that odd for the son of a noble to long to be normal?

It’s not strange.

I think the carefree world you were raised in is much more beautiful than this one.

I don’t want to live my life like my father - simply living for work and society.

Ah, no, it’s nothing.

Don’t worry about it.

Would you like another cup of tea?

Now that I think about it, I never asked what kind of tea you like.

I know you like herbal tea.

What else do you like?

Oh, you did say you prefer it straight.

I drink it that way too.

I couldn’t live without Darjeeling or Qimen.

I do like a good Assam with milk and sugar when I’m tired though.

You too?

Sweet tea really does perk you up when you’re tired.

Do you like flavoured tea too?

Sometimes they’re a little bit too artificial but I like earl grey.

It’s so easy to drink.

Oh, I’m sorry.

I asked you what you liked but ended up talking only about myself.

Whenever I’m with you, I just want to talk and talk.

I’ll listen properly this time.

Tell me what kind of tea you like.

I want to know more and more about you.

Camomile?

Herb tea really is the best, isn’t it?

Of course I have some.

Let’s make some camomile tea.

You might even know more about herbs than me.

You said you grew your own, didn’t you?

Have you grown camomile before?

I see.

I’m sure the tea you made with those herbs was fresh and clear.

It would be fun to grow herbs and drink tea with you.

That's a good idea!

They’ll probably let us use any open beds.

We could have a small plot just for the two of us to grow herbs.

We can check on them together at lunch.

[magneticmage]

I'm in the mood for it (plus it's Disability Pride month) so here are all my disabled ocs;

Under cut for Length

Additional Notes; Please do not judge me too harshly. While I have a few of these disabilities (most notably PTSD, anxiety-depression, and visual impairments) myself and personally know people who have some others, every person and their experiences are unique. I try my best to give these disabilities the space and gravity they deserve in my writing, but it is difficult for ones that I have no personal experience with. In addition, I am still learning and only human. If I have done something wrong or phrased something badly at any point now or in the future, let me know and I will do my best to fix it/do better. Apologies for the abrupt disclaimer but there we go.

Anyways!!!!

On the the List!

RWBY;

Selene Argent=Has PTSD, one prosthetic eye, and some physical scars on face and torso. I'd safely say she counts.

Baldur's Gate;

Sable Shades=Is an albino and was rendered mute at birth. He sunburns extremely easily and is near-sighted. He also often communicates through sign language.

Roan Roarke=Beyond some minor PTSD symptoms (increased anxiety and stress levels) surrounding fires, he's perfectly fine.

Faenerys Elendir=Has PTSD from her time imprisoned particular involving whips and brands as torture implements.

Rune Mistsea=Post-lycanthropy encounter, he is notably more short-tempered around the full moon along with a distinct craving for meat and violence. Otherwise, nothing else of note.

Lucine Mistsea=Beyond a notable paranoia issue when it comes to demons and cambions (but not fellow tieflings), she's fine.

Lyr(e/a/an) Lovemoor=Autistic. Too much light and noise and surrounding activity is draining and makes them short-tempered with occasional blowouts/meltdowns. Has a Thing about certain textures (very much hates slimes and oozes and squishy things for this reason, likes silks and furs and leathers). Has a fascination for all things shiny and glittery (gems and currencies are a special interest). Also often fidgets with their daggers.

Saga Musehart=Was rendered blind due to torture at the hands of prison guards. She also lost a hand (initially) and a forearm (later due to infection) and wears a prosthesis.

Cei Gloomdraft=Autistic or at least neurodivergent of some kind. Might have some ADHD, it's not quite clear yet in the few pieces I've written so far to help develop her.

Mass Effect;

(Solo Shepard Canon)

Annette Shepard=Has some lingering PTSD symptoms from surviving a raid on Mindoir, then thresher maws in Akuze, and then being spaced at the beginning in Mass Effect 2. She also suffers from some survivor's guilt Post-Virmire due to losing Ashley, and then all of Mass Effect 3 puts such a huge burden on her that she's fighting off some severe depression and despair from all the losses. She's got an old war injury in her shoulder that acts up from time to time, occasionally making her biotics misfire a barrier. She's on immuno-suppressant drugs to prevent her body from rejecting her Cerberus-added cybernetic implants and upgrades, and also some antidepressants for depression and anxiety symptoms for said lingering PTSD symptoms. Girl's a walking disaster-fire mentally but she keeps on surviving and she still looks for the good in life as it comes, so there's that.

(Shepard Siblings)

Joanna=Like Roscoe and Riley, she's also on immuno-suppressants to prevent cybernetic implant rejection. Notably, she's the most well-adjusted of the three mentally, although the losses and struggles of ME 3 start to take their toll due to depression. She spends an awkward month on the Normandy adjusting to the new medication while adjusting the amounts needed. In addition, she also goes through a whole existential crisis come the Citadel DLC about if she is really Joanna Shepard or a clone (which Riley, Roscoe, and the Normandy crew snap her out of). Her survivor's guilt is much less pronounced than Riley's though she does start the early stages of a martyr complex (it's a source of frequent and well-humored debate between Riley and Roscoe if it was already there or not) about the of Thane's death. But she does her best and keeps on going.

Roscoe=Definitely mentally ill. He's got some trauma around abandonment that starts to get fully addressed around ME 2 in part due to Jack and Miranda and is mostly resolved around ME 3 though naturally scars remain. It often manifests as anger, depression, and even callousness. Like Joanna's and Riley, he is on immuno-suppressants to prevent the potential rejection of his cybernetics. He's also got an old wound from Torfan in his abdomen that acts up under stronger pressures like before a rainstorm or different gravity levels as well as drastic temperature changes such as cold (he HATES Noveria for that reason in particular though it isn't the only one, man). Beyond all that, he's very strong-willed and gives no fucks to shit.

Riley=Much like Annette except a bit more well-adjusted due to a larger support network and character drive. Has notable flashbacks/triggers around batarians, thresher maws (this one includes panic attacks once the direct danger has passed), and hardsuit complications (they always makes sure that their helmet and everything is in working and optimal order). Has survivor's guilt from their losses on Mindoir and Akuze but between meeting Talitha and Toombs in ME 1, they confront and deal with it, beginning to heal from it. Even on Virmire with the loss of Honora and all the failures of ME 3, they do better at handling it though it still remains to varying degrees. Like Joanna's and Roscoe (and Annette again), they're on immuno-suppressant drugs to prevent issues with their body rejecting the cybernetics, with the additional ones of antidepressants to help manage some of their anxiety-depression symptoms. They also have some degree of chronic pain (maybe some kind of cystic fibrosis?) due to past overuse of their biotics that damaged part of their nervous system and occasionally causes it to misfire for no reason, often causing intense pain. Rarely and only if the pain isn't treated with extensive biotics-free rest periods and numbing agents in the form of more pills, the biotics will manifest and they'll accidentally move shit around, including themself a few times. This is most notable in ME 3 due to the nature of the larger and longer combat sequences with shorter and shorter rest times between. Though they manage as best they can with the help of their crew and family, it is still a struggle and they notably stop joking about retiring when they're dead and seem to consider it more seriously around ME 3 but save the final decision for the end of the Reaper Wars.

(Shepard Family)

Honora Hartford=She had an eating disorder when she was younger that left some lingering issues with her health but overall she's fine up until her death.

Riley's deceased siblings were overall healthy though Payton had Down's Syndrome and Brooklyn had ADHD. Harley had moderate asthma and used an inhaler.

Clover has anemia quite often and takes iron pills daily

The rest of the Shepard cousins don't have any disabilities to much knowledge though I am still fleshing them out.

(Andromeda)

Sara and Scott Ryder have some lingering damage from their cryopod accident and the Kett leader fucking with them, but otherwise they are okay.

Asher has ADHD while Shiloh struggles with a mild form of chronic fatigue. Evander, Rebecca, and Lucas are all able-bodied.

Dragon Age;

(Fereldan Wardens)

Lynera Mahariel=Dunno if this counts, but am putting it here anyways since it affects her overall health. Occasionally suffers from a type of sleep paralysis that is mixed with night-terrors. It doesn't appear to have a rhyme or reason as to when it occurs beyond perhaps stress and it's only every few months. However, it often leaves her completely drained for at least a week afterwards. She also occasionally has insomnia post-terrors as well which she self-medicates with sleeping draughts. She also has crippling period pains that appear to be consistent with ovarian cysts on her left side (though she later has it removed by Catriona once it ruptures due to injury). She also suffers from bouts of depression during Origins but that could be due to the extenuating circumstances she was under at the time.

Isemaya Tabris=When overly stressed, being exposed to strong amounts of concentrated Taint in a short period of time, or sometimes simply for no apparent reason, she suffers from intense migraines that are often treated with herbal painkillers and lying still in a dark and quiet room. Also due to a past injury to her left eye by humans, she has a harder time seeing on that side but is not completely blind.

Catriona Surana=She seems to be autistic due to her ability and predilection to hyperfocus on various studies (often Blight and magic-related but other areas do occur) as well as her obliviousness to social cues (she didn't realize she was liked by her suitors until Cale outright told her and by then she had decided she liked them already). Notably, she adapts a bit better Post-Origins due to Alistair and Leliana's influences but it still happens.

Cale Amell=Had some minor amnesia surrounding the exact events leading to his magic manifestation but later learned it was because he had set his eldest brother Azul on fire and believed he killed him as Raven helpfully supplied (Azul had instead faked his death as Cale discovers around the time of Awakening).

Fion Cousland=Briefly suffers from a minor alcohol addiction but has treatment while he is still in the functional phase courtesy of Catriona. Since then, he heavily monitors his intake and even helps Oghren get treatment for his own. He also occasionally has painful muscle twinges due to an injury that stretches from his temple to his eye and ear down to his neck on the right side. This is most notable in bad weather or when he is sick.

Barran Aeducan=Suffered from a superiority-inferiority complex towards his siblings growing up though it has greatly lessened with time and experience. It is mostly gone by the time of Inquisition though prominent traces still remain.

Tatha Brosca=She is hard of hearing and has manged to cope by learning to lip-read (not always successful, however, especially with languages she is not familiar with) in Origins and a pair of hearing "horns" designed for her by an admiring Smith caste man by Awakening. She often jokes that now she has even more in common with her Bronto companion, Salroka, due to their shared horns.

(Origins)

Vireth Mahariel=Suffers from epilepsy and often treats it with various herbal remedies, though it is not completely effective and large amounts of intense stress on his body make it worse. He also begins to develop cataracts around the time of Act 2 of Dragon Age 2, though the cause is unknown (presumed genetics or simply age at the moment).

Elthorn Tabris=Has a stutter speech impediment.

Alaros Surana=Unknown at the moment as I haven't written too much about him.

The Amell Siblings=Probably doesn't count but Azul gets motion sickness, especially on boats. Raven, Carmine, and Reed are all perfectly healthy and fine, however the latter two are the ones I've written least at the moment. Marigold has asthma that she treats with herbs.

Aelynne Cousland=Nothing comes to mind. She does have some old injuries (mentally and physically) she acquired from the attack on Highever by Arl Howe that color her later interactions with the family during the Fereldan Civil War.

Valda Aeducan=Has a notable visual impairment that is corrected with glasses, albeit there is nothing to be done for her slight colorblindness (she has a hard type distinguishing between greys, greens, and blues).

(Orlesian Wardens)

Dion Caron=Suffers from sleep apnea that is eased by a special breathing herbal-incense infused mask he wears as well as whomever in his group is on watch to check on him periodically to ensure he still breathes (most often this is either Victoire-Ainsley or Garam). He also snores and coughs due to this. Loudly.

Victoire-Ainsley Caron=Nothing of note.

Isenna Andras=She's an albino and so burns and rashes in intense light and heat. She also has a lame leg that cannot be fixed with magic and so wears a reinforced brace to aid her walk. This creates a noticeable limp.

Garam Kader=Alcohol makes him sick and he suffered from intense gender dysphoria before paying a huge sum to have an ex-Tevinter magister turned fellow Warden help him transition.

(Hawkes)

Jasper, Skye, and Violet Hawke are perfectly healthy. Albeit with some diet restrictions due to various allergies.

Gray Hawke=He is diabetic and so often has to monitor his energy levels to ensure his health. It's part of the reason he doesn't actively endanger his life like his siblings (not that he won't, just less often in comparison). He acquires a truly impressive diet regime and treatment plan upon becoming a nobleman of the Amell family, allowing him much more freedom than before.

(Marquises)

Aurore and Marcel de Serault both suffer from mild hemophilia. Marcel also has a lyrium drug addiction he is trying to break (and is actually doing quite well via weaning himself off it) due to a brief stint as a Templar while serving the Chantry.

(Inquisitors)

Armashok Adaar=Poor eyesight that cannot be fully corrected by glasses and later loses an arm due to the Anchor. He also lost a few fingers and some right hand mobility due to pre-nquisition injuries as a mercenary. He also wears a brace on his left shoulder. He wears a prosthetic eye and replacement arm.

Ransley Trevelyan=Like Cullen, he is working on breaking his own lyrium addiction from his time as a Templar and, like the other Inquisitors, loses his arm due to the Anchor. He had it replaced with a prosthetic arm for his shield side.

Paeriel Lavellan=She loses an arm alongside all the other Inquisitors, but takes the loss much harsher due to her archery skills suffering. While she will wear a prosthesis in battle or when hunting, she doesn't wear it in her day-to-day life, instead preferring to make due as needed. She also has anxiety.

Naranka Cadash=She loses her Anchor-wielding arm and gains a crossbow-and-dagger prosthetic one courtesy of her Inner Circle, much to her delight. She also suffers from some damage to her reproductive tract due to past injuries and is uncertain if she could have children.

(Inner Circle)

Kara Adaar=Beyond an intense hatred of slavery due to being kidnapped and almost sold when she was younger before being rescued by her father, she's perfectly healthy. She does require bedrest for her periods though.

Emilyse Trevelyan=She suffers from some PTSD from her abuse at Templar hands in the Circle, though she begins to recover towards the end of Inquisition.

Samrel Lavellan=Has dyslexia and uses reading aids and memory devices.

Pyrmar Cadash=He might have some PTSD from his Carta days due to a notable cave-in that lasted for a few days before his rescue.

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The Stars in Your Eyes

Part 2: Chapter 1 Part 2: Chapter 2 Part 2: Chapter 3 Part 2: Chapter 4 Part 2: Chapter 5

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A/N: Sorry this took so long to write. I haven’t really been in the right mindset to write this story. Thank you to everyone who comments, votes, and re-blogs! Ask to be added to the taglist.

2/20/2017

Reid was being held in the DC precinct. You spent all the time there that you could. Emily came in one morning to find you asleep on the chairs in the front office. JJ had been bringing him clothes and checking up on Diana. 

Every time you got to see him your heart broke a little more. He kept a smile on his face, but deep down you knew he was hurting. Emily made sure that you were given enough sick time so you didn’t have to leave Spence alone. 

The only day you weren’t with him was Friday. You had scheduled an appointment with your doctor to confirm your pregnancy, and she did. It was official in about 36 weeks you would welcome a brand new baby. 

“Y/N,” Prentiss called, “a really good friend of mine is one of the best defense attorneys in DC, I was hoping it was okay if she represented Reid.”

You rubbed your eyes and yawned, “I’m okay with it, but you have to ask Reid. I don’t want to do anything against his will.”

“I understand,” she sighed. “Do you want to ask him now?”

You checked your watch, it was a little late, but we really needed this lawyer, “I suppose.” You stood from the uncomfortable chair you were sleeping in and went with Emily to his cell. The door creaked open and the two of you entered the cell block. You got to Reid’s cell and saw him sitting up, wrapped in a blanket. 

“Hey,” he yawned. “You should be in the office.” 

“I'm right where I need to be, you nodded. “You ok?” 

“Yeah,” he said with a small smile on his face. “I'm ok. How's my mom doing?”

“She's doing well,” you haad been by to check on her every day for a few minutes. “JJ's been by to visit every day since your arrest. She explained everything to your mom. Cassie's been great. That makes a big difference.”

“I'm such an idiot,” when he hung his head your heart broke.

You wanted nothing more to hold him at this moment, “Don't, Spencer, don't. You were trying to help your mother.”

His eyes were sad, “I fell right into Scratch's trap.” 

“He won't win,” you reached one of your hands through the iron bars. You watched as Spence stood from his bed and walked over to you. 

“He already has,” he said as he interlocked his hand with yours. 

You smiled at his touch, “just the battle, not the war. You didn't do anything wrong.” 

“You and I both know that doesn't matter,” he looked you dead in the eyes. “All that matters is what the prosecutor can prove, and Scratch has stacked the deck against me. Even the FBI's abandoned me.”

“I know,” you brought your hands closer to you. “But we'll keep fighting.” 

“I don't even have a lawyer,” he sighed. 

“About that…” Prentiss interrupted. “I have a friend, Fiona Duncan. I've known her forever. Her father was in the foreign service, and we met in Italy when my mother was chargé d'affaires at the embassy there. After college, she was a Rhodes scholar. You'd like her. Anyway, now she's one of the best defense attorneys in D.C. I would like it if you would let me reach out to her about representing you.”

“Emily, I really, I appreciate it, but you helping me could destroy your reputation at the Bureau,” he turned toward your boss and let go of your hand.

“My battle, my choice,” she shook her head. “Please, let me help you. Tell me I can reach out to my friend.”

“Thank you,” he smiled and returned to you.

“Good,” Emily said. “Spencer, listen to me. We are gonna get you out of here, I promise.”

“Emily, I hate to ask this of you, but can we have a moment alone,” you gave her a warm smile and soft pleading eyes.

She returned your smile, “of course, I’ll be outside.” She started to make her way to the door; you didn’t talk until she had left.

“How stressed out are you?” you turned to Reid.

He furrowed his brow in confusion, “what do you mean?”

“I have some news for you, but if it’s going to cause you more stress, I won’t tell you.”

He brought your hand to his mouth and placed a soft kiss on the back of it, “whatever you have to tell me I can handle it.”

“I’m pregnant,” you blurted out. You watched as the words registered in his head. He let go of your hand. “Spencer?”

“Actually?” he asked.

You smiled, “actually.”

The mortified look on his face turned to a smile as he reached both his arms through the bars and wrapped you in a hug, “I’m going to be a dad!”

“Please keep your voice down, I haven’t told anyone else,” you sighed into whatever part of him you could.

“How far along are you?” he whispered, letting you out of the hug.

You smiled, “about four weeks.”

You watched as he dropped to his knees and put a hand on your stomach, “Hi there baby, I’m your dad.”

“And you’re going to be out in time to meet him or her,” you smiled at the love of your life kneeling on the floor. “I should let you get some sleep,” you sighed as he stood back up. He gave you a quick kiss and went to lay back on his bed. You walked toward the doors and waited for them to open. 

When you arrived back in the waiting room, you saw Emily sitting in a chair on the phone. It was implied that she was on the phone with her lawyer friend, so you decided to get some sleep at home. 

***

You woke up to a call from Emily saying that she was ready to meet with Reid. You quickly got dressed and made your way to the DC precinct. You found Emily and Fiona Duncan standing by the doors. 

“You must be Fiona Duncan,” you extended your gith hand.

She reciprocated your handshake and smiled, “that’s me.”

“I’m Y/N. Thank you for defending my husband,” you smiled as the three of you walked into the precinct. You three walked to the interview room and talked for a minute before the officer brought Reid in.

“Spencer, hello,” she extended her hand for a handshake.

“Hi,” he gave her a small wave instead of a handshake. 

“Fiona Duncan. Emily speaks very highly of you.” 

“You, too,” Reid smiled. “It's nice to meet you.”

“I'm sorry to be meeting under these circumstances,” Fiona frowned. “Emily, Y/N,  this is an attorney-client meeting. We'll need privacy.”

“Yes, of course,” you smiled.

“Are you ok?” you asked Reid before leaving. He gave you his answer with a kiss on the cheek. “All right. Bye.” The two of you were escorted back to the front desk by one of the officers. The only way you could think to pass the time was to tap your foot and pace the floor. Surely Emily was annoyed with you by now. Within an hour Fione came out of the shadows on a phone call. 

“Alright, thank you,” Fiona’s heels clicked against the floor as she walked back. “That was the AUSA they want to make a deal.” The three of you made your way to Reid in silence. 

“The AUSA has offered you a deal,” as Fiona delivered the news you watched as Reid’s face light up. “They want you to plead guilty.”

“They want me to plead guilty?” he repeated.

“To involuntary manslaughter,” Fiona sighed. “The offer’s for 2 to 5 years.”

Reid sighed, “2 to 5 years.”

“That's a lot of time,” you frowned. You tried to give him a look that said ‘hey i want you there to meet our child,’ but didn’t know if he understood. 

“I understand,” Fiona nodded. “But it's all about perspective. It's a lot more than nothing, but a lot less than 25 to life, which is what you'd be facing if convicted.”

He turned to you, “do you think I should take it?” 

“I think, given what's at stake, you owe it to yourself to carefully consider it,” you said.

“I don't think I can lie and say that I did this,” Spence hung his head. Your first reaction was to start rubbing his back. “Is that foolish?”

“No,” Fiona shook her head. “No, of course not. I don't want to see you plead guilty to a crime you didn't commit.”

“Or maybe I should cut my losses,” he looked at you. Seeming him so upset broke your heart. 

“Well, the offer is so low, is that a good sign?”Emily asked. “Does it mean that the government thinks they've got a weak case?” 

Fiona nodded, “possibly.” 

“So that's good,” you smiled. 

“Well, not necessarily,” Fiona said with a frown on her face. “It could also mean they're trying to clear the case quickly with minimal publicity. I honestly don't know what it means. And I'm not in the business of second-guessing good offers. Which this is. But I'm also not the one who will be doing time.” 

“What would you do in my shoes?” Spence raised his head and looked at Emily.

“I'm not in your shoes,” Emily shook her head. “It's a decision only you can make. Whatever you decide, I'm always in your corner.” 

We all are.

“Spencer, if you want to fight this to the end, I promise you I will bring everything in my arsenal to the battle,” the fact that Fiona was willing to fight for Spencer made you much happier. “But what I can't promise you is a better outcome than the one they're offering you today.”

Spence looked down at you. You could see the gears turning in his head, “I want to fight.”

You cleared your throat, “Fiona, can I talk to you in private for a moment?”

“Of course,” she nodded. The two of you left Prentiss and Reid alone to talk for a moment.

“I wanted to let you know that Reid and I are expecting a baby,” you fiddled with your hands and waited for her to respond.

“Y/N,” she sighed, “I am going to fight for him. I will give my all to clear his name.” 

You met her eye-line and wrapped her in a hug, “thank you.”

***

You received a call on the day of Spencer’s arraignment that they had found the knife. Emily told you that they had offered a new deal of 5 to 10 years, but Spencer declined. You grabbed your keys and made your way to the courthouse. 

When you entered you found Emily pacing the halls, “thank goodness you’re here,” she called when she saw you.

“Of course,” you wrapped her in a quick hug. “He’s still declining the offer?”

She nodded, “according to Fiona, yes.”

“That means we have to fight like hell,” you said as the rest of the team made their way to you. “I'm so glad you made it in time for the arraignment.”

“What did the kid decide about a plea?” Rossi asked. 

“I don't know,” Emily shook her head. “I'm not sure he does.”

“I can't stand the thought of him being in prison,” Garcia said.

Emily shrugged her shoulders, “but 5 years is a lot less time than 25.”

“He must be agonizing over this decision,” you sighed. 

“Well, whatever he decides, he has our full support,” Luke smiled.

“He knows that,” Emily placed a hand on you back. “It means a lot to him.” 

“We have to prove that Scratch did this,” Walked sighed.

Emily nodded, “we'll get him.” 

“They're calling his case,” you heard Fiona call from behind you. The eight of you made your way into the courtroom. You sat in the front next to Penelope. 

“Case number 149-CR 0308, the U.S. versus Reid,” the bailiff announced.

“Ms. Duncan,” the judge started, “your client is an FBI agent, correct?”

Fiona stood from her seat, “that's right, your honor.”

“You're charged with murder, which is a very serious matter,” the judge addressed Reid directly. 

He too stood from his seat, “yes, your honor.” 

“All right, Ms. Duncan, does your client wish to enter a plea at this time?” 

“He does,” she nods. 

“And how do you plead, agent Reid?” the judge asked. 

“Not guilty,” he announces. 

“Thank God,” Garcia whispered. 

“And as to bail?” the judge turns to face the other lawyer. 

He stands from his seat and adjusts his suit jacket, “the people oppose bail and request remand, your honor.” The court was filled with various sounds. You almost had a heart attack there in your seat.

“Your honor, my client presents no risk of flight,” Fiona was trying her best to defend Reid.

“That's ridiculous,” the AUSA lawyer shouted. “The defendant was arrested after fleeing the murder scene in Mexico.” 

“Those were extenuating circumstances,” Fiona sighed. “He'd been drugged against his will.”

“By failing to notify the FBI of his international travel, the defendant violated the Bureau protocol,” the AUSA lawyer’s voice was becoming very hostile. 

“My client presents no flight risk,” Fiona started. “He has deep ties in this community. His mother suffers from Alzheimer's disease and schizophrenia and lives with him. He is solely responsible for her well-being. Additionally, he's been a decorated SSA with the FBI's behavioral analysis unit for over a decade. 

“And as an FBI agent, he has contacts all over the world,” the lawyer seemed to be fed up with Fiona’s argument.

“Agent Reid would be willing to turn over both his personal and government-issued passports,” she continued.

“If he wanted a counterfeit passport, he could easily get one,” the other lawyer argued. 

“He has no criminal history,” Fiona rebutted. 

“The defendant is uniquely situated to evade law enforcement should he flee the jurisdiction.” 

She turned to face the judge, “your honor, he wants to stay here and clear his good name.”

“He should have thought about his good name before sneaking across the border,” the lawyer quipped.

“I'm prepared to present multiple law enforcement character witnesses on his behalf right now,” you listened as everyone behind you shifted in their seats. “The witnesses are here in the courtroom, all highly respected FBI agents.”

“Simmer down, Ms. Duncan,” you could hear the bitterness in the judge’s voice. “It's almost 6:00 and I'm not inclined to hear from character witnesses. Actions speak louder than words, I always say.”

“We'd be willing to abide by a curfew and strict monitoring of his whereabouts at all times,” she offered.

“Too little too late, counselor,” she sighed.

“Your honor his wife is pregnant,” Fiona finished. You saw Reid look at her and then you. You could feel the eyes of everyone in the courtroom on your back. They felt like hot knives.

“If past behavior is the best indicator of future conduct, and I do believe it is, then your client presents a flight risk. Bail is denied. The defendant will be remanded to federal custody pending trial.” You jumped at the sound of the judge’s gavel. Spencer looked back at you before he was dragged away. The panic in his eyes was enough to make your already broken heart shatter.

You stood from your seat and leaned closer to Fiona, “how long before his case goes to trial?”

“It's a complicated case. 3 months,” she shook her head before turning to face Spencer who was being dragged away in handcuffs. “Spencer, I'm sorry. I will come and see you as soon as I can.”

The rest of the night you refused to talk to anyone. The team tried to comfort you, but nothing worked. You cried yourself to sleep that night and every night after for a week.

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History of If A Butterfly Don’t Fly

When I started writing If A Butterfly Don't Fly, it was supposed to be a fun stand alone story.  I wanted something different in tone and texture to my dragon books, but I still wanted that same sense of wonder and adventure.  The ideas for Underhill bloomed from that.  Underhill is the hidden world where the fae live, accessible only through a magic mushroom circle, and I really enjoyed building the magic of Underhill into a vibrant setting.  However, I knew Underhill would have to interact with the human world, so I also focused on finding out how Underhill's culture and beliefs would intersect with those of the human world.  As you'll see in If A Butterfly Don't Fly it's not always smooth, but it's always going to be fun! As I continued to write Butterfly, I realized Underhill needed more than one book to fully explain what it is and how it works. The way Butterfly was written expects the reader to already have some understanding of the world of the fae, and Butterfly wasn't the appropriate vehicle to fully convey it all.  Instead, I set Butterfly aside for a while and wrote the prequel, Kelpie Blue.  When I finished Kelpie Blue and returned to Butterfly, Underhill had expanded into an even more wondrous place.  I was able to convey so much more about the fae, and about why they're in the human world, thanks to Blue and Rin in Kelpie Blue.  Merridy and Fion from Butterfly certainly appreciated all I could suddenly add to their relationship and their story, and If A Butterfly Don't Fly became one of my favorite books from then on. Fun Fact: All the song lyrics in If A Butterfly Don't Fly are original.  Songs are often used in movies and TV to convey or evoke some sort of deeper reaction from the viewers.  While I can't create the heart thumping reaction of the actual sounds (like the Jaws theme song so effectively does), I tried to use the words themselves and how I inserted certain stanzas into the text to build drama or emotion.  Based on past reviews of Butterfly, I think I was pretty successful, but I'm eager to hear whether you think the same too! The reprint of If A Butterfly Don't Fly comes out on April 5th, but it is already available for pre-order at NSP.  If you buy with NSP, you will get your copy today.  It will be available in ebook and print from most major retailers in just three short days. 

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Hiii, good morning. I have two questions but I think they can be answered in one, I hope. Hahaha

First, what do Ro's smell like? What scent would you say identifies them?

Second, do you have any description of their physique/body type in mind? Maybe some reference.

Obviously don't answer if you don't want to and take your time, have a nice day~😌

Hiii^^ thank you for the ask, you get a long answer :)) And hope you have a lovely day as well💕

First, what do Ro's smell like? What scent would you say identifies them? Morgan - naturally doesn’t have a scent (a predator thing), but likes rich fragrances, I picture Tom Ford perfumes like Black Orchid, Tobacco Vanilla or YSL Black Opium. Eli - freshly cut grass, rain. Doesn’t particularly do perfumes. Ragnar - powdery, woodsy impressions with fruity undertones. He sounds like an apple tree, lol :)) Blake - hell I mean jasmine and burning souls Kitai - cherry blossoms and vanilla. Fion - very cliche, but I always imagined they’d have a lingering scent of the beach and ocean. Like they’re always just coming out of the ocean and dried off on the beach, skin heated and a salty scent flowing all around them. Sei - no specific scent (cold blooded predator and all that) but he prefers fresh scents like eucalyptus, peppermint, citrus.

Second, do you have any description of their physique/body type in mind? Maybe some reference. I have like super, super vague references, but I think I ended up changing most of them from the original versions/ they look different now in my head. They’re all very fit, with Ragnar having a little beginner’s belly :)) and Kitai being on the leaner side.

Muscle mass Ragnar > Sei > Fin > Blake > Eli > Morgan > Kitai Juiciest booty: Blake (as long as probably biggest boobs for F Blake) I added some pics below for general vibes, but they are not entirely accurate and some of them are more inspo than actually body types.

Morgan - this lovely incestuous duo, but more modern and put together - classic vampire look.

Eli - My reference was drow mommy Minthara, lol. But Eli’s sweeter and not technically a drow. You can also have the Drow twins from BG3 as a general visual. But yes, both M and F versions are athletic, I think I mentioned “swimmer’s body” - muscled, but not overly so. You can also picture classic elf, I think - on the tall side, lean and not too muscular. Credit for the amazingly stunning Minthy picture to feyspeaker

Ragnar - this is the easiest, he looks the same as the original. My references were Big Nasty and Rollo from Vikings. He's sporting a little belly pouch from his new job as a chef :))

Bonus tattoos - the skull on the back, but more blacked out towards the edges and merging into the second picture for the neck and arm.

Blake - I got nothing :)) I think they suffered the most changes. For anyone playing Romance Club, I pictured the “demon” forms as the succubus/incubus in Soulless. Other than that, just the image I have in my head - runway model, deep brown skin in contrast with bright green eyes and bouncy black hair. M Blake is a bit stocky, F Blake is curvy. The pics are not exactly accurate, but the closest I could find.

Kitai - My theme was "Japanese yakuza looking, but make them actually a sweetheart".

Fion - my theme was ✨ Baywatch lifeguards✨ - but make them ginger and and a little boho. Dark crimson tentacles when in "true" form.

Sei - I basically saw the first pic and thought “Yes please, but make them male for the double D.” The second pic is the closest I could find that fits the body type.

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Post-SGW Chronicles: Scourged(Prologue)

"How long, Fi...?", The Green Hedgehog asked from across the room, grumbling a bit. He didn't even know how long the six of them had been in this abandoned gas station for. He had forgotten after the first few months. All that any of them knew, were that the supplies that they had gotten from there, and from raids on nearby areas, were getting low. And, that all of them were getting a bit cold since the thermostat broke...

It really didn't help that the structure in question was not in the best of shape, to say the least.

"I don't know," The red vixen in black grumbled a bit, fiddling with a device they had stolen from a supposed former No Zone Cop. "Something's gone all weird with Mobius Prime...And, I mean, with the parts of the No Zone we're in, in general! It's all just...Weird black space now, with ruins, and pocket zones. I guess there's where former No Zone cops are now?"

"Well, if they're not at full strength anymore, that gives us the strategic advantage!", Sergeant Simian, pumping his arm into the air with vigor, though, with his usual stalwart soldier type expression on his face. "If they don't have good links to other dimensions, we can basically raid wherever we want, as soon as we get that thing!"

"You mean, if we get this thing working...", Lightning Lynx grumbled, slouched against a gas station booth, glaring at the others. "I don't know if we could even trust that guy. I don't think he knows what all's going on anymore than the rest of us!"

"No one knows what's going on," Fiona countered, still trying to get the darn thing to work. Honestly, she was starting to wish they had a tech guy, so things like this wouldn't be so much of an issue. "The Zone Cops were apparently trying to deal with some kind of threat called 'Nega', when whatever it was that happened happened. Honestly, no idea what happened to Mobius..."

Scourge simply shrugged. Honestly, while he was itching to get after big blue, and was feeling a bit impatient, he didn't necessarily care what happened to it. "So long as Blue's still there, it doesn't matter. I'm gonna send him flying out of the atmosphere. Are ya almost done, or-?"

"Look, this is really tough, and I'm not necessarily the tech kind of girl! Maybe if you would get off your ass, and- OH!" Suddenly, a bright blue portal opened right infront of them. After a few moments, Fione grinned in triumph, before turning to smirk smugly at Scourge. "Fixed our problem for you."

Scourge just grumbled a bit, and stood up from the booth. "Yeah, yeah, nice job, Fi. So, you guys ready to get our revenge on everyone~?"

Predator Hawk nodded, baring his talons as he looked toward the portal. "Lets find out what Mobius holds for us now."

The green hedgehog grinned. "Couldn't have said it better myself~ Alright, Destructix, lets go!" He moved into the portal, followed by Fiona, who was in turn followed by the other four.

As they entered the portal, not directly into Mobius, but some strange dimensional tunnel, Fiona shivered. "S-something doesn't feel right about this...Maybe we should stop, find a different way!"

Scourge just growled. "C'mon, Fi, now's not the time to be acting like a scaredy ca-"

Suddenly, the tunnel started to flare up with energy, sparking like lightning, and hitting the four causing them all to  scream.

"W-what's going on?!", 'Green' yelled, clutching at the back of his head. This should have been a simple trip directly to Mobius, not, whatever the heck this was.

Fiona collapsed to the 'ground' of the tunnel, putting her hands to her face. "I TOLD YOU WE SHOULD HAVE GONE BACK!"

"FI!" Scourge turned around. It wasn't too late! Slowly moving back toward her, he reached out his hand...

But, was not fast enough to even touch her, before the white light lit up the tunnel-!

...And, then, suddenly, there was silence.

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As Sonic walked along the streets of the pleasant city of Mobotropolis, he had a pretty wide smile on his face. Life was good. Egghead hadn't done anything for months, since the whole ending of the Gaia Crisis incident. Oh, sure, his lieutenants were getting reorganized, and, a few of them had even done schemes of their own, but, nothing he and his buds hadn't been able to stop. Things were going swimmingly~

And, then, his communicator started booping. He blinked a bit. Huh. Wasn't it a bit early in the morning for Tails or one of the others to be calling about something...?

He sighed, but, pulled out the round device, and answered it, smiling. "Hey, Tails, what's going on?"

The Fox looked a bit nervous. "UHhhhh...Sonic? I don't know how to tell you this, but, you should really head over to Acorn Castle."

"Why? Something going on with Sally's younger brother?" ...Huh. He had almost forgotten Sally even had a younger brother. Maybe it was because they only found him a month ago, in some sort of weird hidden Angel Island structure underground...?

"N-no, Elias is fine. It's- Evil Sonic's...Right here. He ran right up to the Castle, and, started screaming some weird stuff..."

Sonic blinked a bit, but rolled his eyes. "EHhhhh, whatever it is, I'm sure it's fine. That Jerk's probably just getting more arrogant...I'll go ahead and check, though. Sally's Dad is way too cool of a guy to have to put up some punk guy yelling at his front door." And, with that, he took off.

It didn't take long before he heard the yelling, though. His immoral counterpart was screaming things like 'I KNOW HE'S HERE! GET BLUE OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!'

...'Blue'? As far as Sonic knew, they had always both been blue. He wondered what that was about.

As he was skidding right onto the scene, the other blue Hedgehog, the one he and others had known as 'Evil Sonic', was standing right there, screaming at the castle, even as two White Beret guards held his arms, keeping him back. It wasn't too long until he noticed Sonic there, though...

"BLUE! BLUE, YOU ROTTEN SON OF A-!"

Sonic just held up his hands. "Easy! Geez, the mouth on you...Didn't know you needed it to be cleaned out with soap so much."

"Shut it! Just shut it!"

"Woahhh. Easy there, Evil Son-"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT! DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN!"

Sonic stepped back a couple of steps, raising an eyebrow. "Come again...?"

"I'M SCOURGE NOW! YOU KNOW IT! BUT, YOU DID SOMETHING TO ME! AND, YOU TOOK AWAY MY CREW!"

[cubellios-archive]

Dragons Bane - Chapter Six.

Zana’s POV

The group had been walking for about a day and a half now and were expecting to reach Crocus by the late evening if everyone kept up.

Zana walked with her hands behind her head, shutting her eyes as the wind brushed gently across her face. She was walking alongside of Juvia and Levy but it was hard to get a word in with Gajeel and Gray constantly fussing over them.

“Gajeel why don’t you go and check on the others for a bit.” Levy said sheepishly.

“Bu they’re-“ he started but was cut off by Juvia pushing Gray into him.

“Juvia is sure that they’d also like to catch up with you two as well.” The water mage insisted with a soft, but threatening smile. Reluctantly the two of them retreated back to the rest of the group where they were they were greeted with a head pat from Rufus.

Zana chuckled slightly at the bluenettes’ exasperated expressions.

“Never thought I’d see you push Gray away from you like that Juvia.” She retorted as she filed in beside the pair of them, giving them an amused look.

“Ever since they found out they just… haven’t left our sides. I appreciate it, I just would like some alone time.” Levy chuckled, but stopped when she saw Zana’s expression. The mage had tilted her head with a very excited look in her eyes.

“Found out about…..?” She asked raising her brows.

“Surely you can tell, being a dragon slayer and all? Gajeel told me before I even knew. Well, he did have to ask Porlyusica first but he could tell somehow. Apparently my smell changed.” Levy said, resting her hand on her chin deep in thought.

“Well, I haven’t seen you both in 8 years, so how should I know if your smells have changed.” She said with a teasing grin. “Oh of course I can tell, I just wanted you guys to say it out loud.” She pouted but jumped in between them, slinging her arms around them.

“Thats awesome news though, Asuka and Fi will finally have some friends.” She giggled.

“Fi?” Juvia questioned.

“Oh! I forgot you guys won’t know about her, don’t worry, you’ll meet her soon enough.” Zana said with a wink.

Levy was about to speak when someone called out from behind them.

“You never told us where we are actually going! How much further?”

“Stop complaint Rouge.” Zana shouted back. “Don’t worry, it’s just outside Crocus, so we are nearly there.”

The group continued to chat and soon enough they came over a ridge and were greeted with the beautiful city of Crocus.

The group gathered on the hill top as Zana pointed out where they were going.

“There, see that little settlement just outside the wall with the large building? That’s our new guild hall.” She said with a grin.

“Well? What are we waiting for then? I need to sleep in a bed!” Levy called and grabbed Zana by the arm and started running off down the hill. Zana reached out and grabbed Juvia last minute, before the three of them took off. It was almost like the group had never been split up.

“CAREFUL!!” Gajeel and Gray called after them as they made their way down the hill more slowly.

Puffed from the run, the three girls made it to the entrance of the small settlement, just as the moon began to climb into the sky. A few villagers who were shutting up shop waved hello and greeted Zana by name.

“Did you spend a lot of time here?” Levy asked as they strolled through the street, advancing on their new guild building.

“Mm” Zana nodded. “This is where I live. I had to settle down momentarily.” She chuckled as they reached the door.

The three of them stared at the door for a moment.

“Juvia thinks we should wait for the rest of the group, we want to enter this chapter together right?” Juvia said turning around and watching the rest of them come into view one by one.

“Hurry up!” Zana called, listening to a response, but instead could hear shuffling from inside the building. Chuckling slightly, she reached for the door handle.

“You have 5 seconds before we go in without you.” Levy called before she started counting down, this caused the rest of the group to start running.

“Who are those voices, Grandma?” A muffled voice came from the window above the door.

“Sounds like they’re finally back.” An elder voice said.

“Are we ready then?” Zana said, twisting the handle.

“3..2..1” they counted down and Zana swung the door open to reveal a large dormitry like house, with a large kitchen and dining room in front of them and a common area off to the side.

“You lived here alone?” Freed asked as they entered, the rest of them looking around in awe.

“Not exactly.” Zana said, just as the sound of small footsteps coming down the stairs reached everyones ears.

“Mama!” A voice screeched as the owner of the footsteps burst into the room. Scarlet read hair with a dark black streak flowing behind her in a flurry as she hurried over to Zana. A black cat followed suit, fussing over the child as she stumbled hurriedly to her mother.

“Fi!” Zana said scooping her daughter into her arms and holding her above her head. “Wow, you’ve gotten big!” She said, bringing her into her arms for a hug.

Tears threatened to spill as she hugged her daughter, it had been almost 8 years since she last saw her. Opening one eye, Zana stole a look at the rest of the group, jaws dropped in shock.

“Did she just say mama?” Rouge whispered to Gajeel, who was staring wide-eyed at the child.

“I think so.” He whispered back.

“Everyone, I’d like you to meet my daughter, Fion. She liked to be called Fi, though.” Zana spoke up finally, setting the child on the ground, who stared up at the rest of the group before pointing at each of them.

“Uncle Rouge, Uncle Gajeel, Aunty Levy…. Uncle Freed..” She went around naming everyone in the room perfectly, even though she had never met any of them. The entire group looked dazed and confused.

“Oh.” She stated when she saw Asuka. “Whose that.” She said staring wide-eyed at the child sleeping in Bisca’s arms.

“You can meet her in the morning, I’m sure you two will be fast friends. However it is late and everyone needs some sleep.” Zana, just as another pair of footsteps sounded from the stairs.

An older, weathered looking lady rounded the corner, her hair the same shade of Zana and Rouge’s.

“Ive made the beds up for everyone.” She said with a smile. Zana approached the woman and gave her a quick hug.

“Thanks Ma.” She said turning to the group, who was once again in shock.

“I will explain everything in the morning, I fear no one will be able to comprehend anything at the moment.” She chuckled. “All of you, off to bed.”

[honeyfreckled]

but sure, yeah, seb still looks fione as all get out. 

here’s to hoping some trendy site does a play by play on his charac’s hottest looks and the art hoe fuckbois who will watch this movie and see themselves as frank will go out and purchase the wardrobe dupes in hopes it’ll get em more g*sh which let’s be honest here it obviously will and maybe that’s a downer for ladies emotionally in the long run but in the immediate there’s nothing too shabby abt seein a fella once and playin like he’s someone else. don’t let any of yr friends tell u it’s wrong or act like they’re so above it. we all done it at one point or another.

[scorpio-karma]

Wrong. Those black men were handsome but they weren't Bonnie's love interest at any point in time. Plus Luka flirted & had eyes for Caroline. You're so dense.

I'm just going to quote you:

Their white leads & even supporting white characters always look like models while minorities tend to be average or ugly in comparison.

Where in there was the requirement that they be Bonnie's love interest? Because I see that nowhere. Granted I didn't answer your question completely since this statement id meant to apply to the minority leads but even then my point still stands because these are all the POC'S in TVD.

They are neither average or unattractive, their looks are well above average to the point that I question everything about my sexuality.

But let's go off your Bonnie LI logic. She's only had two genuine LI who weren't just using her for her magic and they're both the forgettable throw away white characters no one else wanted, so I don't know what you're talking about there since you're specific words were "minorities tend to be average or ugly in comparison" .

And for clarification Luca, never even met Caroline so I have no clue what you mean there unless you're talking about Jesse who Caroline dated in S5.

Yes they make Bonnie date average or below average looking men which I pointed out and it has nothing to do with how TVD casted their minorities because trust me they were fione. It has everything to do with Bonnie's "place" which is below white women and they can't have men who look better than the men who hit on Elena and Caroline, hitting on Bonnie because that would be a clear violation of the laws of nature according to Plec.

[elfydrell]

*Viens à moi...*

*Come to me...*

Quel est ce rêve que je fais depuis plusieurs nuits...

What is this dream I have been having for several nights....

Répliques de passants :

-  La raclée préventive, tu connais, face de fion ?

-  Tu vois, t'as qu'à faire ça et ils dégagent.

Replicas of passers:

- You ever hear of a preventive beating, assface?

- See, you do that and they're out of here.

Répliques de passants :

-  Elle est tellement moche que ça ferait débander un chien en rûte.

- Je me suis promise que l'homme qui arriverait à me battre pourrait partager ma couche, ma maison et fonder une famille.

- Pour la première option, je peux t'aider.

Replicas of passers:

- She's so ugly, it would make a ripe dog unload.

- I promised myself that the man who could fight me could share my bed, my house and start a family.

- For the first option, I can help you.

- Les gens ont tous des répliques aussi crues ici ?

- Il faut croire que leur intelligence est à la hauteur... de leur pauvreté !

- Do people all have such crude lines here?

- I guess their intelligence is equal to... their poverty!

- Priscilla ! Que me vaut ta visite ?

- Bonjour Gunter. Je souhaiterai que tu me trouves une tenue pour Madame ici présente. Elle doit être présentable pour la fête d’ouverture de mon établissement.

- Euh... J’ai l’air si détestable ?

- Priscilla! To what do I owe your visit?

- Hello, Gunter. I would like you to find me an outfit for the lady here present. It must be presentable for my establishment's opening party.

- Uh.... Do I look that bad?

Thanks to @dravenxivuk @zx-ta @natalia-auditore for theirs CCs.

[starthistletea]

For the OC q's! For Fion - A1, F2, L3, N2, and T1!

Yeah Fion!!

A1 - what are their natural abilities, things they’ve been doing since they were young?

Uh so im going to preface this with Fion has amnesia and i left most of their past up to the dm soooo here we go! Fion remembers learning magic and reading and spider care. They’re pretty good with history and the magic they remember. Also spider care, probably been doing that awhile.

F2 - what is their idea party?

A small one with friends! Fion would probably invite Destin and like two or three other friends over for like board games and food and movies and it’d be intimate and fun.

L3 - what are foods they hate?

Most heavily processed foods. Like they’re very much against eating food like velveta or soda? It makes them sick.

N2 - are they openly optimistic, throwing it on others?

Yes? Mostly? Fion genuinely likes to believe the best in others, doesn’t like to think the worst and tries to help people around them if they can.

T1 - are they honest?

Yes. Technically. Fion doesn’t lie, ever. But like they won’t tell you everything or might mislead with facts. They’re still fae after all