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wandapinkay · 10 months ago

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HIIIII it's friendly anon back again!! ヾ(ゝω・)ノ

the pleasure is all mine, i assure you! :D i was a bit apprehensive to drop in your inbox at first - since i'm not well-versed in self-shipping culture and ask culture on this site is tragically dead - but i got a cool new parasocial friendship out of it and i discovered a new and exciting way to consume media and enjoy characters, so i'm glad that i did!! \^o^/ it took me a long time to realize it, but i truly think self-shipping was the last piece of the puzzle that i was missing in my previous hyperfixations. so what if that man is fictional, what do you mean he can't be mine??

in other news, i've already gotten four of my friends to watch steins;gate and i also recently convinced my sister and her husband to give it a try! i have rewatched the entire show three times alone this month, i am fully insane 🙏

WAITTTT THOSE CATBOY EDITS ARE SO CUTE ACTUALLY 🥺🥺i'm so impressed with how authentic they look, how did you capture the steins;gate style so well?? the second one on particular looks so real, suddenly i'm convinced daru was a catboy the whole time and i just never noticed lol

MAD respect for that 200-unit daru pic collection btw, i've been deep-diving in the darkest corners of the internet for fanart of okabe and i have found some amazing comics featuring daru that made me think of you ( ¯ ³¯)♡! on that note, i've also seen some very sweet drawings of daru with baby suzuha which, out of curiosity, made me wonder what your thoughts on them are together as father and daughter! i adore them honestly, but i'm curious to know if you feel differently about them since you self-ship with daru! i've seen a couple selfshippers in another fandom i frequent who have drawn fankids with their f/o's before and that got me wondering since suzuha is a unique case :)

ASDFJAKSFKSF YES THAT WAS THE NAME OF THE VN idk why i called it that, i think someone else called it that in a reddit post-

nevertheless, my point stands. i cannot even begin to express my disappointment that we didn't get to see daru OR okabe in a maid outfit. heck, we didn't even get to see daru in his penguin suit (though the fact that he was really popular in it made me cackle)! i mean it when i say that if the devs hadn't been cowards and gave us frilly daru and okabe, i would not have looked even twice at the girls. the men yearn for the frills!!! \o/

wahhhh you really are so nice, i appreciate you a bunch :) :) and wow, i thought for sure you'd been part of the community for longer than a year, you seem so comfortable here! was it easy for you to get settled in the community? you've been so nice, but i'm a bit scared to dip my toes in the self-shipping tag if you have any advice👉👈 (thank you again for being so kind and accommodating!! ^^;)

I DID, I SAID THE LINE!! WHERE IS MY PRIZE

your message has been delivered and summarily ignored except for the kiss which he accepted with dignity :3

to sign off, i am blowing both you and daru a pair of friendly kisses! i wish you both a very good night AND OH MAN I ALMOST FORGOT IT'S VALENTINE'S DAY IN TWO DAYS??? in that case, i wish you both a good night AND a wonderful valentine's day if you have any plans!!

thank you again for reading!! i will most assuredly be back if i am still welcome! (ᴗ͈ ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ

OMG HI ONCE AGAIN!! SO SORRY IF I TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER YOUR ASK, I WAS BUSYY 😭 Still so happy for the fact you're enjoying your new hobbie, I think everyone should try selfshipping at least once in their lives.. and woAHH amazing steins;gate propaganda you've done there! Wish I could do that to most of my friends but some have already seen it ages ago and some aren't just interested so I just kinda gave up HFH ALSO HOOOLY and I thought finishing the series in like,, 2 months was mental but you got me there I'm honest /lh I SERIOUSLY DON'T KNOW HOW I DID IT?? I just kinda went with it by using a small brush with no pressure and blurring out everything a little bit so it matched the og pic's quality I suppose?? I'm happy you think they seem legit, I did my job well then ; u ; <3 OMG THAT'S SO SWEET OF YOU THOUGHH 🥺🥺 now you got me curious on which ones you're referring to waa.. ALSO UMM.. ABOUT SUZUHA- I had a few concepts for how my relationship with Daru would work in-universe.. so I made a couple of them: one is the "good" ending I guess, while another is just "angst™"

.. yeah, can you tell I felt awful while coming up with the second one? GDGSFGFSD IT'S FINE THOUGH, I'M OK NOW But this is besides the point; I actually really love Suzuha's character and I prefer her over the other girls.. and my favorite dynamic is hers with Daru and Yuki (ironically).. seeing Daru being a dad melts my heart because sometimes I wish I had a father figure as sweet as he is aaa I prefer to see myself with Daru than project myself onto Yuki though, because I'd treat him differently than he does sometimes if I gotta be honest Still, hope you like the silly ideas- WAIT,, UH?? DARU HAS A PENGUIN SUIT?? I NEED TO SEE IT SO BADD 😭😭 Also fr, why can't they just satisfy the boy's fans for once,, I feel like they're leaving us out on purpose at this point- /j

Btw, for the selfship community part, I didn't really do much! I just started to post my artwork in the tag and started following and interacting with some peeps, although rarely because I'm still akward about it, but the people in it are so nice!! In my opinion, it's worth a shot!

Also thank you so much!! I hope you had a great Valentine's day with Okabe as well, sending you kisses as well! I posted a fanart that is kinda vday themed but nothing selfshippy unfortunately, but me and Daru would have probably chilled at home, exchanging eachother chocolates and stuff like that! Idk, I'm not a very "outside" person but if we had in plan to go somewhere like the May Queen to get something together, I wouldn't have minded either!

Of course you're welcome to come back, it's always a pleasure! Since I don't get asks often, it brightens up my day to see something in my inbox once in a while, so thank you still for feeling comfy enough to come back! Have a great day/night! 💕💕

#wanda's replies #wandapinkay's ask #steins;gate #daru #itaru hashida #suzuha #suzuha amane #yuki #yuki amane #selfship #selfshipping #selfshipping community #okabe #okabe rintaro #super hacking my heart 💻💖

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apompkwrites · 4 years ago

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reader impact || first meetings: adventurer edition

series masterlist characters: amber, bennett genre: fluff summary: a game has been released entitled genshin impact, consisting of otherworldly abilities relying on the basic elements of nature. the game follows the story of an interdimensional traveling twin in search of their other half. along this journey, they meet different characters that live in this world. including you. notes: i decided to put these two together since i've already done one for diluc!

amber's playthrough -

amber's more of an outdoorsy type of person but that doesn't stop her from streaming!

she likes doing camping streams where she just camps out in her backyard and shows her chat what she would normally do. and the occasional cooking stream to show how you can make good foods healthy <33

she has a little bunny that she shows on stream sometimes :))

there'll be some days where she just sits at home talking to chat about her day while playing with her little baron bunny.

she plays games occasionally, but their mainly adventure type ones that mimic the lifestyle she holds.

like minecraft, rust, any survival game really.

she's still very energetic so any stream of hers is just bustling with excitement.

she'd probably host some streams where she teaches basic survival techniques?? idk man i don't go out much AIHSDASHLDKJ--

anyway anyway, she got a bunch of requests asking her to play genshin ofc.

i mean?? cute game, cute models, cute characters, and aDVENTURE.

i feel like she'd go with the male traveler solely because it isn't very practical to go exploring/adventuring in a dress?? like girl's over here genuinely thinking about real life scenarios.

anyway she's sitting there after finding dvalin's corrupted tear and the cutscene plays.

she's there vibing with chat and her little bunny by her side because of course they'll be sitting there while she plays.

"hey you! stop right there!"

"aCK!"

please she screeched when you yelled at her--

and then she squealed when jumped in front of her character.

pLEASE

the camera showing off your cute little headband mimicking animal ears makes her melt.

and then you jump from the little cliff and you have to stumble to regain your balance?!?!??!

PLEASE YOU'RE SO CUTE

"may the anemo god protect you, stranger! i am (name), outrider for the knights of favonius."

catch her copying your little salute.

"they're so cute!!!!"

she will point out the animal ears constantly.

and then your vision has a cute little ribbon at the end of it!!!!!!

"just! just! just look at them!!"

and then you join her party officially!!!

please she switches to you automatically--

she'll just jump around for a few minutes to watch all your accessories bounce around.

and she can just tell that your story would be a delight to read about.

when paimon mentions her mc's missing sibling, you sound so soft and caring and just aGH.

and then she gets to try out your elemental skill and it's the aNIMAL THAT YOUR CHARACTER'S HEADBAND IS BASED OFF OF!!!

if it's a bunny she would definitely find a matching headband she can wear when she plays :00

her chat's usually a really sweet place to vibe and hang out but of course, there's gonna be those kinda people.

she catches wind of some people badmouthing you and calling you the worst character in the game >:((

she's not too keen on banning people for their opinions so instead...

"hey, guys, can we just have fun with this game? if you don't like how i'm playing you can always just?? leave??"

please girl's fuming inside but she's trying her hardest to be nice about it >:((

back to you <3

she'd get another pet that matches yours and name it after you or your elemental skill.

she'd find ways to copy your outfit too ngl--

she'd definitely cook your signature dish!!

gotta make it all cute for you <3

bennett's playthrough -

ah yes, our unlucky baby boy bennett <3

like amber, he really loves adventures!!

he's still pretty unlucky for some reason???

idk man he's just vibing and his bad luck says too bad,,,

he's kind of a baby streamer if you catch my drift?

like he's new to everything so he's just trying to figure it out.

he used to be in a streamer house but... yeah.

we don't like them anyway, it's fine.

unlike in the game, bennett's bad luck didn't bring the other members harm, it was just... little inconveniences i guess.

but he left so now he's all on his own!

he's kinda inexperienced in all of this but he's trying his best!

for now he's sticking to gaming because that's a majority of what he knows.

lots of survival games!!!

and, sadly, luck-based games.

his chat just wants to see if his luck impacts games!!

and it does,,,

luckily they request genshin, which has the best of both worlds.

bennett's got all of the adventuring and his chat gets to see his misfortune in action.

sadly you don't appear in the main archon quests so bennett actually goes a long while not knowing who you are :((

veterans of the game, however, know exactly who you are >:))

first, they'd help show you off by posting links to your splash art in his chat.

bennett, being the baby he is, just clicks on the links without a second thought.

and he's in aWE!!!

LOOK AT YOU!!! LOOK AT HOW COOL YOU ARE!!

"woahh!! who are they? can i meet them soon?"

cri

they tell him he has to roll for you and he's sad, but only for a bit!

at least you're not an exclusive character because if he were, he thinks he'd have no chance at getting you :((

but he can get you whenever!

anyway, one stream he's rolling because he's stocked up a bunch of primogems (which took a long time) and he's like might as well use them up now.

he gets a lot of weapons :(((

he's basically dedicated his whole team to c6ing his characters he has now because he "knows" he won't get a good character.

luckily the pity systems exist so he gets the occasional four star <33

so he thinks it's another character he already has, so he's very prepared to get another constellation in.

he's looking through the trash weapons and then splash art appears!

"wait... i recognize that--"

IT'S YOU.

HE WASN'T EXPECTING IT BUT IT'S YOU!!!!

"THEY'RE HERE! THEY'RE REALLY HERE!!"

his chats hyping him up as he's running around his room because they love him <33

please i love this boy with a passion.

he'll put you in his team automatically with all of his c5/6 characters asdhaklsf

he doesn't even care you get everything and anything he owns in the game <3

"this is your team! it's really cool! i'm (name), leader of (name)'s adventure team! is there... do you think we could team up? i-it could even be just once!"

"they're staying on my team forever."

he loves you so much.

not just because you're a cool character but because he can relate to you--

anyway, he goes to your voicelines because that's the only time he can actually hear you fully :((

he's genuinely excited to learn about your story.

and then he learns that you have extremely bad luck too???!?!?!?

please y'all can be unlucky together!!

would that cancel out or just make you more unlucky??

huh.

he gets all sad when he hears you talking bad about yourself so he's here to reassure you (even if you're a fictional character).

#genshin impact amber #genshin impact amber x reader #genshin amber #genshin amber x reader #amber x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact bennett #genshin impact bennett x reader #genshin bennett #genshin bennett x reader #bennett x reader #reader impact

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hacked-by-jake · 3 years ago

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BLOG! 🥳🥂

The first anniversary celebration!

(11th July 2020 - 2021)

Today is the day! The day I’ve been waiting for the last few days so excited! *-*

The birthday of my blog and thus somehow also of me!

The day of means that I am on Tumblr for exactly one year now! AHHHHHHHHHH!!

I can’t believe it.

1 year

52 weeks

365 days

8760 hours

525600 minutes

31536000 seconds

When I first started writing a 'thank you', it was still almost two months to this day. And I think I’ve started over 8 times now, so if you can read this, I’ve finally decided. Or I was running out of time.

Well, I could start somewhere and start talking emotional stuff (I’ll probably do that anyway)

But now we come to some facts first:

34 Fanfictions (That’s about 75 thousand words!)

13 Prompt list based fanfictions

16 Headcanons

60 Ask Game short stories

70 (?) Imagine Game stories

I have:

3 Masterlists

1.467 Posts

147 Drafts (xD)

AND 900 FOLLOWER 🤯(And of course a huge thank you for that!🥺🥳❤️) (The next milestone has been reached ahhhhh🥳)

BOOM! WOAHH! AHHHHHH *still crying*

However, I can hardly believe it, in some moments I really doubt that I have been here for a whole year. In other moments I feel like I’ve been here all my life (now I can’t believe it’s actually been a year) This is supposed to mean that I was allowed to spend the best times of my life here on Tumblr.💕

I am grateful for every single second! For every single one!

I have met so many great people this year!

So many incredibly warm people.

So many incredibly creative people.

So many incredibly amazing writers.

So many incredibly amazing artists.

So many incredibly funny people with great memes, slanders, videos, drawings.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

So many beautiful people in one place who only know each other via the Internet, maybe not even personally. Maybe we never had contact but I see each of you. I remember each and every one of you and I appreciate every one of you!

Here on tumblr I found really great friends, such wonderful, loving, funny, nice and supportive people.

It’s just hard to believe.

I am so incredibly grateful to each and every one of you!

I am so grateful for each of your feedbacks, for your insane support, for your great comments, for every single request, for every thought, for every single message. For your compliments and your kind words, for your interest, for everything.❤️🥰

I am so honored when you just randomly send me your thoughts, whether it is about Duskwood or not. It’s so fascinating for me, no matter what message or submission, when I see that someone sent me something (anonymous or not)

The thought of someone reading, hearing, thinking, noticing something and then thinking that the person wants to share this with me is really just an honor for me. There is almost nothing more beautiful than interacting with you.🤭💕

I honestly don’t know exactly what I want to say because I don’t really want to give so much emotional nonesense of myself, but I would also like to say terribly many crying words. I’m just incredibly happy that I decided to / dared to write my first story and post it.

I really like being here on Tumblr and especially in the fandom. It’s just nice that so many people are interested in the same game and that we could make such a great community out of it. (At this point of course also a thank you to Everbyte for this wonderful game and of course thank you for creating Jake (xD))🎭💻

I had such a great time here that year, such funny moments, such funny conversations and situations. I feel a little special to be able to participate in it, hehe (I didn’t think I would feel so emotional about it xD)🙄😂

(I’m afraid I’m talking too much stuff right now) (I do..) xD

Well, I guess a year ago I just didn’t expect something like this to happen. I didn’t expect to meet such great people that I actually write so many stories that I post memes. Above all, I never expected that there will be memes about me / for me (that such talented people do it)😍

That I will never see fanarts based on my stories, that I could inspire people to write and post. That I will get aesthetics based on my stories, that I would get my personal Duskwood wallpaper. I never thought that I would get this 'reach / follower number.' That I will get such a feedback. That I will get so many requests, that I will be surrounded by such great people. Especially not that I fight over toothpaste and water and waffles or pancakes! xD🤭❤️😂

Maybe for some of you this sounds overdramatic or exaggerated (for myself, a little bit too xD) but it is the truth and all of this is just a refuge from reality and simply a place that is not connected with stress or negativity. <3

(I’m thinking all the time if I should come to the conclusion, but then something important still come to my mind xD)

>Okay, I’ll be brief now (I’ll probably repeat myself, but I don’t care)

Just the most important thing (again):

Thanks to all of you! Thanks for all the support! Thanks for your feedback! I never thought that so many people would follow me and that I am still here after a whole year. Thank you for every single submission, for every single ask, for every single message and for every single request.❤️

Thank you for the great time with you. And above all, thank you for being here. I appreciate every one of you.🥺❤️

So much love to every one of you! Feel tight hugged you all!❤️

I hope you have a wonderful day. Stay healthy and safe! Take care of yourself! Love!🎭🌹❤️

Thank you, detectives! And happy birthday!🥳

On the next year / years! 🥂🥳❤️

Cows to the power!💪🏻🐄

#duskwood #duskwood fandom #duskwood blog birthday #blog celebration #First blog birthday #happy birthday #celebration #milestone #THANK YOU ALL #you're all wonderful #SO MUCH LOVE #SO MANY HUGS #personal #hbj talks

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simp4ace · 3 years ago

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Happy birthday to @childofblackmaria !!! 🥳

You're a wonderful friend, a talented writer whom I always look up to, a kind soul that is loved by everyone and I wish you nothing but the besttttt❤💖

And woahh, tbh words just can't describe how much I adore you and your writing, truly, you inspired me a lot 🥺 thank you so much for coming to this world, for being here, and for sharing your amazing works with us <333333

I'm so happy our path crossed, and so I did prepare a little something for you on this very joyous day hehe I hope you will like it 👉👈

First time drawing Rayleighhh his hair looks a bit tangled tho XD Also, you have two gifts and another one is waiting for you in another post :3

#one piece #one piece art #op fanart #op art #one piece fanart #silver rayleigh #one piece rayleigh #dark king rayleigh #op rayleigh #silvers rayleigh #my art #gift #for a special friend #hdhbdjejwkshs #i want to draw all of your fav characters but then could only draw two ;u;#scheduled

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give-grian-rights · 3 years ago

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HERMITCRAFT 8 LIVEBLOGGING

fifteen hermits worth of liveblogging. i am losing my mind. LONG POST AHEAD.

JOE HILLS (First HC8 Video)

Mumbo did the speech. he forgot everything he was supposed to say <3

Pearl and Gemini were just .in a pit . having stuff thrown onto them

Every Hermit is staying on the same continent !!

FIRST DEATHS VERY QUICKLY, Iron Golems took out Tango and Etho (maybe more?)

Joe seems to be the only one looting the chests

Evil Jevin !!

Evil Xisuma appearance on Jevin’s 60 second video!

Pearl has something planned for an “archeticual wonder” for a resupply area upon death?

Stress, Xisuma and Joe are capturing villagers and starting up a resupply debut.

Bdubs is killed by Cleo and is now OUT FOR BLOOD

First death counts- Etho, Tango, Bdubs, Cleo?

Cleo was killed by Keralis

Joe has now supplied Cleo with weapons and food . She left but not before saying “Time to kill BDubs again!”

Gemini was killed by Bdubs! They both died and are now at spawn.

Pearl was killed by Cleo

Pearl is planning a respawn inn !!

Cleo was killed by Iskall

Cleo was killed by Pearl

False, Stress, and Gemini team up??? AA!!! they brought a delivery of supplies to Joe <3

i wish i knew what was happening on that end .

APPARENTLY XISUMA IS ONTO MAKING THE SECOND VILLAGER BREEDER ALREADY ??

Iskall is the first with Diamonds??

Breathe in that ash !

WAIT IS TANGOS EYES LIKE THAT RN BECAUSE HES TEAMED WITH KERALIS AND BDUBS ???

KERALIS, BDUBS, AND TANGO TRIED TO DO A SHAKEDOWN ON JOE. HE TRIED TO DROP LAVA, GOT HIMSELF ONTO TWO HEARTS BECAUSE HE PLACED IT ON HIMSELF, AND IS NOW SWIMMING OUT INTO THE SWAMP

the big eyed trio are now off to shake down Gemini

Joe fell in Lava in the Nether

Joe Death To Lava Two: Electric Boogaloo

Joe drowned trying to kill a glowsquid

WATCH JOE’S VIDEO OH MY GOD SEAN HILLS RECAP RAP??? MY BELOVED????? i am gonna be streaming this unironically later LIKE OH MY GOD THIS SLAPS. ALSO THE CREDITS AT TEH END IS HILARIOUS

Zedaph Episode Recap

Zed gave us a recap of the continent every Hermit will be living on !!

Wouldn’t recommend Zedaph as the first video for the season, he skips the intro/speech but it’s Zedaph and hes making it fun!! Lots of nice editing :)

~SCIENCE TIME !~

Zedaph.. why is your starter base made out of concrete ?

There are no sheeps whatsoever on his mountain

Hes calling his lab an icecream sandwich..yeah i see it

Zed tried to make a portal underater...f

Scar died to a creeper </3

Zedaphs base is gonna be tracking how long hes there/someones loading the chunk!

XISUMA LIVE BLOGGING

A cool cinema scene of him becoming an axolotl!! <3

NOW I CAN SEE IT, GRIAN WAS THE FIRST DEATH!! Death by Iron Golem!!

XIsuma’s baseplans need over 45 THOUSAND BLOCKS TO BE PLACED

He’s also planning on making a shulkershell farm!!

i’m not gonna lie ! talking axolotl X is horrifying ! thanks !

Day one Villager Breeder... chaos.

Xisuma Derp! looked straight at a buncha wool and said how badly he needed beds and then walked away

THE GIRLS CAME OVER AND CONVINCED HIM HE NEEDS TO MOVE THE DESIGN OVER MY FIVE BLOCKS FOR SWAMP VILLAGERS..

THE GIRLS ARE JUST LAUGHING AT HIM AND HIS VILLAGER TROUBLES

day one and Xisuma has got his axolotl!!

Very pretty starterbase!!

XB’s

..I’m not gonna lie theres not much to say!! He’s very calm :) he says hes going into it without a plan, and htat last season was the only time he had any thought of what he was gonna do.

He made a real nice starter house and thats about it!

Cleo’s

Bdubs: “She ain’t gonna hurt me!! i’m invincible, babey!”

Cleo learnt that BDubs will never hurt her even if she deserves it . I am starting to realize why she kills him

SHE DECIDED SHES GONNA BE A PROPER CHAOS GREMLIN THIS SEASON...

AISDJASID CLEO GOT PAID TO KILL BDUBS?? HDUIAIHSI SCAR WHY

“Alright I found my mission for the season! Murder.”

Cleo, Mumbo, Grian, and Scar are all holed up in a cave together!

..Scar died from a skeleton !

Cleo has now split from Grian and Mumbo! Scar is missing in action

CLEO FOUND A GOAT

SHES KILLING THE GOAT???

she got a HORSE <3 and Joe gave her a saddle! I think her name is..Widget?

She LOVES the candles for shamboo n waterbottles and bits n bobs for her armorstands!!

Got her Armorstand stickgod book <3

Geminitay POV

NEW HERMIT NEW HERMIT NEW HERMIT!!

She has a LOVELY voice!!

The pov of her in a hole . being surrrounded . is kinda hilarious

It might’ve been Etho who was first death?? I GENUIENLY CANNOT TELL BECAUSE OF EDITING

All the murder was just for heads!

Seriously her voice is. wow

WE LOVE A QUEEN WHO KNOWS HOW TO CRAFT A SHIELD WITHOUT USING THE GUIDE <3

False, Gemini, and Stress are on the great journey for MOSS !

Gem just blew their minds with the moss.

TANGO KERALIS AND BDUBS ARE BACK Keralis: “Show the diamonds show the diamonds show the diamonds!” Gem: “Keralis. This is not how you make friends.”

The boys suecessfully recieved a diamond each

Etho n Iskall are travelling together!! You dont see those two together often

Etho got a glowsquid head!!

Gem: “Etho doesn’t share, is what i’m learning..?”

Etho hooked her with a fishing rod and said she has to do what he said .

In order to get the diamonds, Tango, Keralis, and BDubs placed down a sign saying “Gem is Great!” and Gem used a glow inksack on it.

Etho: “So..What is this? Do you have an ego, or this a motivational thing, or..?” He said, while laughing

Iskall: “I think its really funny that you have set your base up in the middle of a birch forest.” Gem: “I love birch forests! Do you not like my birch forest? Iskall: “I love it, yeah.” Gem: “This is the best biome in the game, Iskall.” Iskall: “Mmmm..” Etho: “I’m pretty sure I heard Iskall talking earlier that like, of all the biomes in the game, there was one he hated more than anything. Gem: “Oh really? And what was that one?” Iskall: “..Taiga.” Gem: “Taiga.. That’s true, thats a good one, thats a good one.” Iskall: “Don’t like Taiga.” Gem: “Mhm.” Etho: “Which one do you hate more than anyone?” Iskall: “..Diorite fields. Thats a bad one.” Etho: “Yeah thats a bad one.” Gem: “Didn’t know about that one. Well make sure to avoid’em. Birch forests are really good.” Iskall: “I’m a big fan of birch forests.” Gem: “Yeah, me too, me too. I’m glad we’re on the same page :) This is so beautiful! All the white and- and the like zebra stripes! is fantastic.” Iskall: “I..Um.. Yes.”

OH SHE’S CANADIAN,, ETHO HAS A FRIEND /j

She’s still in college :O SHE’S A SCIENTIST?? SHES WORKING AT A HOSPITAL?? POG!!

She accidentally found an enchanted golden apple in a mineshaft!! she thinks its the first she ever found in survival!!

She has a cow, sheep, and a few crop farms set up!! Her starter house has INTERRIOR!

SHE CHANGED HER SKIN AND ITS SO PRETTY AND HAS OVERALL AND I LOVE IT!!

shes doing a cottage core inspired base!

WOAHH!!! SHE MADE HTE MOST GOREGOUS CUSTOM TREE I’VE EVER SEEN ??

BDUBS IS HERE and he is so so so impressed by the tree ?!

also hes carrying a clock.. :(

He’s here with a present!

HE BROUGHT BAMBOO!

she thinks its so funny that he stops conversations to sleep AOIDHFEAUI\

SCARS

WE GOT A TRANSITION SCENE!! the canonical reason for the bed in his old village always being occupied is because underneath it, was his wizard portal!

Bdubs: “It’s a new season! You’re the little guy now!”

They are all very amused by that ^

they’re rubbing the fleece of bdubs jacket .

Bdubs: “Have a nice rub :)” PLEASEAHSIOJDIUASLDHIASDA

His starter base is gonna be a wagon and he wants the end game to be a bioshock esque skyscraper!

he confused a horse for a player . flashback to iskall thinking mumbo was a mob

PEOPLE THINK MUMBO DOESNT HAVE PANTS ON.... </3

Scar, Mumbo, and Grian.. have NO braincells. at all. THey just placed a crafting table with a boat on top with a bed on top with a boat on top .

this is what BROS FOR LIFE looks like.

BOATEM POLE !

SCAR IS STUCK UNDERGROUND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT IRL AND HAS NO PICKAXE..

AND HE DIED TO A CREEPER .

it seems like Grian, Mumbo, and Scar are working together !!!! HOLY SHIT !!

THERES SO SO SO MANY FARMS???????

he died several times trying to catch a skeleton with a sword

FIRST CHEST MONSTER OF THE SEASON <3

SCAR JSUT TOLD BDUBS HE LOOKS LIKE OSCAR THE CROUCH... BDUBS CANNOT EVEN ARGUE

OH NO.... GRIAN WENT AFK IN A HOLE . WITHOUT A HELMET .

THEY PUT A GLOWSQUID HEAD ON HIM

OH MY GOD MUMBO MADE A NOTEBLOCK SONG?? AJUDA

SCARS BUILTING IS SO SO SOOS GOREGOUS SERIOUSLY GO WATCH THE VIDEO OH MY GOD ITS HUGE

its a giant ass house boat wagon . its pulled by a llama . that killed him . so now its trapped, pulling hte agon, forever

Grian: “..Thats a very big house, for a very little hat.”

GRIANS SUPER SPECIAL EGG??

SCAR PUNCHED IT..

they really came out here . and killed the egg already.

Scar: “..I touched the thing”

TANGO POV

We see the three big eyed boys forming <3 they interrupted Tangos intro

THEY’RE BULLYING HIM ABOUT HAVING SMALL EYES AHIDUIASUHDWIS

HE TRIED TO CALL THE TRIO TEAM BUG EYE... THE OTHERS ARE VERY OFFENDED

they found an axolotl and Bdubs was TERRIFIED just screaming “WHAT IS THAT YELLOW THING?!”

BDUBS IS ATTACKING IT ???

okay nope Bdubs caught one and Tango lost it

Bdubs is naming his axolotl Idiot

AMAZING HOUSE. WHY IS TANGO SO GOOD AT BUILDING AND REDSTONE??

Impulse POV

MUMBO TRIED TO PLACE DOWN A BERRY BUSH TO HURT IMPULSE . HE FORGOT HOW BUSHES WORK..

I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE THAT IMPULSE WAS IN THE BOATEM POLE

so it looks like those four are hteo nes who grouped up together

PEARL BROKE THE CONSTITUION SHE GOT IN THE WRONG BOAT SMH

THIS IS SEASON EIGHT! FIVE BROS !

So its gonna be about five people in the same area!!

YOO!! Fantasy build for Impulse!!

G gave Impulse a spyglass, they had a fun moment of zooming in on eachothers face and complimenting eachother IHAUDIHAW

Grian and Impulse worked on an xp farm!

ASHDUIWAHISD GRIAN JUST LOGGED ON INFRONT OF HIM

a pillager stole his boat . not just any pillager . the one with a banner. </3

he has to live with Mumbo tuning a song .. </3 haha

Mumbo POV

it took fifteen seconds until Grian ran in during Mumbos intro

CONFIRMED? GRIAN WAS FIRST DEATH?

SECOND PERSON TO THINK MUMBOS PANTS ARE SKIN COLOR. GRIAN..

Grian: “Can you..Briefly explain why you’re just wearing a hawaiian shirt?” Mumbo: “Uh- what do you mean ‘just wearing a hawaiin shirt? I have shorts on as-well, dude”

FOLLOWED BY

Mumbo: “Can you explain why you’re wearing a red jumper?” Grian: “You know- you know i was born with this!”

MUMBO AND GRIAN STOLE THE BOAT LOOT FROM RENDOC

I THINK RENDOC JUST STOLE THE DIAMOND MUMBO THREW??

Grian: “Is that Scar?” Mumbo: “I can’t see past your giant waffle!”

DSFSDFJIOA they did an edit where they placed down a boat, both Mumbo and Grian got in, they made noises and then bopped up on top of the ravine they were in <3

THEY HAVE NO BRAINCELL THEY JUST PLACED DOWN A BENCH AND SAID “THIS IS THE MARK OF OUR VILLAGE!” and then placed a torch and a boat and a bed and aANOTHER BED..

..Mumbo is trying to be a pacifist this season!

Grian’s taunting him with beheaded things

And obviously part of being pacifist means he’s gonna be vegetarian in minecraft!

..he cannot use monster farms because pacifisim..

Mumbo was in the middle of reading the magical Timmy shack that Tango made (did i remember to mention that? who knows) and IN THE MIDDLE OF GETTING TO THE PART ABOUT IF YOU REMOVE STUFF FROM THE CHEST, NOTHING WILL BE ADDED IN IT AGAIN. Grian opened the chest . Mumbo SHOUTED HIAUDHUW Grian jumped man

They renamed it “Cave of Do Not Enter” HIAUEDUH

Mumbo and Scar BOTH did not know- at least Mumbo didn’t, Scar forgot, that podzol spawns from two-by-two spruce..

him and his guitar song to be played underneath his house.. it goes with the aesthetic i suppose

MAN HE NEEDS SO MUCH HAYBALES I FORGOT THATS NEEDED FOR THE TUNE HE WANTS

Mumbo: “What.. On Earth.. Scar, it’s meant to be a starterbase, buddy! What is this? This is many things, many many things, a starterbase is NOT one of them!”

HE LITERALLY DIDNT KNOW THAT THE DRAGON EGG TELEPORTS... WHEN YOU TOUCH IT...

BDUBS

nothing special we havent seen yet!! just him screaming about axolotls.

He was working in the Mesa in his intro, skipping the “speech” from Mumbo

He released Idiot the Axolotl and lost it .

Him SCREAMING “Gemini” is HILARIOUS

While Gemini gave away those three diamonds, Keralis got so excited he won a bet with Tango and Bdubs, that he gave back . two of the diamonds . and none of htem released until well after they left

Bdubs: “That’s why i have my mwoss skin!” PLEASE I LOVE THE WAY HE SAYS IT.. make the moss hood.. REAL..

it took me a while to figure out what his base is but i LOVE IT so so much!!!

Nothing much new to add !!

Stress pov

please i love her . very good !! False seems to have joined her sheerly because Stress sounded like she knew what she was doing. she does not.

False felt peerpressured and asked Stress for permission to fight her because everyone was killing eachother .

It ended up with Stress following False. they found a village!

ISKALL only saw him one other time today!!

JEVIN APPEARS AGAIN !

XISUMA FELL INTO HTE BREEDER AND IT WAS SO FUNN IUAHHYIAUSD

Ren: “Ya look goregous, Stress!” Stress: “Thanks! Don’t murder my dog!”

She’s so proud of herself for caving!! (with False n Gem

Iskall blew up!

..Iskall fell from a high place

Stress has a LOVELY ravine base!!

False

False wants to become pirates with Stress <3

gatekeep gaslight girlboss

BIG OL MUSHROOM HOUSE !!

it looks like a mushroom church and i LOVE IT.

Nothing new we didn’t see from Gem. She does want to come up with a banner design for her base, though!

Grian

..Mumbo just thought Grian had a purpose so decided to follow him <3

ALSO HIS INTRO, AS HE JOKED ABOUT IN THE OTHERS VIDEO, WAS, IN FACT, THE BOATEM POLE

Grian is SO PROUD of the fact taht they got good loot from a treasure map. Ren and Doc are NOT IMPRESSED

Grian: “Lets go, potato boy!”

Mumbo: “I don’t have to replace everything I break! Peace Love and Plants- are these plants..?” He says, mining amethyst

pants

he who controls the egg, controls the server... Grian.. you’re doing great sir

...He decided.. his goal.. is to make his OWN..caves and cliffs update... HELLO..?

Grian was the first one to kill the enderdragon, MAN. Speedrunning career WHEN? /j

Grian: “And now [Mumbo] is flexing on my bed!”

he might not have a base. but he has an egg.

It is now 2am. i cannot do this anymore. This will be continued.. tomorrow!

#long post #SERIOUSLY I CANNOT BELIEVE HOW LONG I WENT #spoilers #hermitcraft 8 #hermitcraft 8 spoilers #hc 8 #hc 8 spoilers #mcyt #mcytblr #hermitblr #hermitcraft #mika-posts

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euphoriic-dysphoria · 3 years ago

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PART TWO : Blue hair - Bucky Barnes

Part one ^^^

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Notes : this was originally at the bottom but I moved it to the top of the post. WOAHH PART THREE? Actually no Im honestly not sure if I can stand writing more oblivious reader. How do people write slow burn??? Ah well. Lmk if you want a part three, and as always, send any suggestions to make my writing easier/better for you guys

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PART TWO: ENJOY

In all fairness, in your excitement, you had completely forgotten about being in nothing but a t shirt.

You grasped Buckys shirt and pulled him in for a hug, still not believing bucky would do such a thing just for you. Your heart almost melted at the thought.

"uh-" Bucky was so surprised and flustered his face didn't even get the chance to slowly blush over, instead he was surprised the temperature in the bathroom didn't rise another 10 degrees due to the harshness of his tomato red cheeks.

He closed his arms around you resting his chin on your head, embracing you, all the while trying to reduce the sudden rosy red seemingly stamped onto his face. Guess he did get that tattoo after all.

However, with your face buried in his chest, all previous sadness washed away from you, leaving you in a little bubble of pure joy and ecstasy.

"Thank you so much Buck.. But-well, I don't wanna force or pressure you into doing this. It is pretty permanent. Are you suuurre?" Your voice sniffled and came out muffled as you spoke into his chest. You grasped his cheeks on either side of his face adorably and brought you faces closer together, trying to convey the seriousness of this decision.

Unfortunately, Bucky, who had just managed to reduce the bold red on his face back down to a pale pink, suddenly blushed. Again. Damn it.

It didn't help that your hands were smooth and soft and warm and were subconsciously stroking the side of his face.

"uhh- of course. Of course! God. Yes. N-no. NO i- I mean w-what colour?" Jesus Christ. Calm down, Bucky thought to himself with slight frustration, subconsciously squeezing your waist.

Of course, you were oblivious, so you thought he was flustered because of the sudden decision he made to dye his locks. Not because he was standing between your legs and you had just grabbed his face like you were gonna kiss him.

Jesus I'm frustrated just writing this. Lmao. Anywaaayys.

"oh. Uh b-buck? You alright there?" You softly said, trying to recover from your little whimper after Buckys hands grabbed your waist, red now creeping up your cheeks as you prayed Bucky hadn't noticed.

..fuck yeah he did.

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It was five in the evening, and you made your way back up to Buckys room.

Buzzing from excitement, you entered his room almost the same way you did this morning and flitted more like tripped around, preparing all the supplies you guys would need.

Bucky was still downstairs in the gym, working out with Steve. He showered down there too because I can't be bothered with the technicalities of writing more flustered Bucky and akward tension.

Coming back up the stairs, he found you patiently waiting with an giddy smile on your face as you held up different boxes of hair dye, comparing colours in the mirror.

He hadn't told anyone he was going to dye his hair. He decided to uh- tackle that problem as it came. Tackle as in literally. Problem as in Sam.

"Hey doll." Damn. What was this, the first time he didn't stutter like a fool in your presence?

You seemed to notice it too. Your eyes locked in the mirror and the corners of your mouth tilted up.

"You ready?" You laughed, doing little bounces of enthusiasm.

Bucky sighed happily. Contentment seeped into his bones. He felt happy. He could get used to seeing you like this. In his room, too.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

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Have the best day babes drink water and wear sunscreen please I love you mwah ❤️

#bucky fanfic #bucky fic #bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky imagine #bucky fluff #bucky x reader #bucky x female reader #james bucky barnes #james barnes #james buchanan bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes #bucky barnes angst #bucky barns fanfiction #the avengers #steve rogers #sam wilson

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nuoyii · 4 years ago

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recommendations

Hi babies!! I’m back with a new recommendation post!!

I will be recommending NCT social media aus, fics, teasers and series!! And I will be giving feedback when needed!!

✿ - fluff || † - angst || ✓ completed || ✦ smut

Social Media AU’S

@seokjinsdisciple - Honey nonidol!doyoung x famous!reader || ✿ † Okay so this is one of my favorite au’s even though doyoung is a total dick, keep it up bubs!!

@kkuljaehyun - best friend’s brother bff’s brother!johnny x reader || ✿✦ I mean you have gotten my asks so you know what my opinion is, but I’m so in this sm au lmaoo I love it!

@xiaoderys - Saturated Sunrise haechan x reader, jaemin x reader || ✿ † ✦(possible) I don’t have much feedback since this just started ): but I loved the first chapter!!

@sehunniepot (also @sehunniepotwrites) - I like me better (when I’m with you) jaehyun x reader (college!au) || ✿ ✓ omg I loved it!! It ended so sweet and jae was an absolute sweetheart in this.

@lovestrucked-again - face to face jaehyun x reader (college!au) || ✿ † this one is so sweet and funny at the same time lmao idek if I’m team yuta or jae :D keep it up babe!!

@neocrush - youngblood actors!00line x actress!reader || ✿ † this one is so funny omgggg can’t wait to see who she ends up with!

@honeyboyjeno - really bad boy mark x reader (fake dating!au) || ✿ ✓ okay so this one was amazing, periodt. Like mark and y/n are so stupid and oblivious! Goddddd

@sleepynct - quiet down johnny x mom!reader || ✿ ✓ it was so sweet!!! I had so much fun reading this honey!

@xuxilovesmemore - ek hou van jou donghyuck x reader (college!au, elite!au) || ✿ † just started so i can’t give feedback but excited for this!!

Fan Fictions

@earth-to-that-asian silly - dilf!johnny x reader || ✦ jhbhervgbedgrf amazing, AMAZINGGG!

50 shades of qian - dilf!kun x reader || ✦ these two are literally my fave of yours, can’t wait till you drop more, if y’all searching for nct!dilf content THIS IS THE BLOG FOR YOU

@xuxisins - daydreaming dilf!johnny x reader || ✦ yeah I read a lot of dilf content, leave me alone anyway this one ghmmm this one really hit home, godd. honey keep up with the good writing, seriously.

@domjaehyun - truth or dare johnny x jaehyun x seonghwa x reader || ✦ HBHRREFURFHBFV I’M ALREADY A SLUT FOR JOHNJAE BUT THEN YOU GO ADD MY BIASWRECKER IN ATEEZ!?? COME ON MA!!but this was so hot omg

@jaeminscoffee - ineffable taeyong x reader || ✿ too cute :( I love the way you write!

@moondustis - remember when jaehyun x reader || ✿ † I cried so much omg this was a masterpiece, really.

@moonttaeil - take my love husband!jaehyun x reader || ✿ † �� why did you make me cry like that??? I loved it!

@strawberrymilkandcigarettes - danger || ✿ † ✦ gangleader!yuta x reader x gangleader!jaehyun. I am so excited for this!!!! The first chapter was spectacular!!

@riskyrenjun - shower for two doyoung x reader || ✦ this was so hot god, now I want this with doyoung!

@leesmrk oui mas non - fratboy!jaehyun x reader || ✿ † ✦ the sexual tension!!! Woahh this is one of my fave jae fics, I have read this like 2-4 times!

home run, baby [prequel: the next base] baseball player!mark x reader || ✿ ✦ this one was so cute!! mark is an absolute cutie in this!! I wanna put him in my pocket and keep him safe from this cruel world )):

@127-mile - now that we found love ceo!johnny x blackwidow!reader || ✿ † ✦ this was a masterpiece like ceo johnny???? sign me up then.

@whereisten - I Know What You Did Last Summer 1 2 (read on browser) king!ten x princess!reader x prince!lucas || ✿ † ✦ okay so first thing, I love this fic but I hate it at the same time. I’m not saying it’s bad, not at all. It’s amazing writing actually BUTT this fic had me mad for atleast 4 days and I cried like a damn baby the first day, please keep up the amazing writing, I loved it!!

@jungcity - suadade (read on browser) taeyong x reader (college!au) || ✿ † ✦ the plots in this!!! I cried so much at the end!!(I’m a sensitive hoe leave me alone)but this was INCREDIBLE

@lustfuldevils - smoky aura johnny x reader ||✦ this is my favorite john fic out there, I have read this atleast 10 times. STUNNING.

@ceruleanskies crescents and daggers jeno x reader (royalty!au) || ✿ † ✦ I loved this and the plot was so cool!! The emotions!! you never disappoint with a fic!

what happens in mykonos… jaehyun x reader(strangerstolovers!au) || ✿ † ✦ it was so cute, the fluff in this is immaculate!! Lowkey my fave jaehyun fic

@seokjinsdisciple - enemy enemy!johnny x reader ||✦ put me in my feels, deadass. Wanted to punch johnny so bad but the following scene made up for it!

Series

@lovestrucked-again - delirium mafia leader!taeyong x reader || ✿ ✦ it’s so sexy, one of my favorite mafia series, fr.

@neo-culture-taste - abeilles au printemps nct x pregnant!reader || ✿ † ✦ this one had me holding my belly the whole time, the amount of crack in this!! I absolutely love the drama in this, can’t wait for the next chapter. TEAM DOYOUNG.

@moonttaeil - frathouse fratboys!nct x reader || ✿ † ✦ okay so fratboys nct are my fave aus literally. And this serie is a masterpiece!

@mooneylooney1 - darker angels superpowered!wayv x psychologist!reader || † ✦ THE FIRST TWO CHAPTERS BROOOOOO, AMAZING. SUPER EXCITED FOR THIS!!

@yunocity - binding bonds ceo!jaehyun x ceo!reader || ✿ † ✦ ✓ THE BEST OMG THIS SERIE HAD SO MANY EMOTIONS SO MUCH ANGSTTT, AMAZING!!

@vintagejaemin - victus tamen lapsis mafia leader!jaehyun x med student!reader || ✿ † ✦ I read this a few months ago and it still amazes me how good your writing is, this serie is a masterpiece!

@jungcity - bane of the devil. vampire!jaehyun x reader || ✿ † ✦ ✓ now this was amazing, the plots in this?the angst? AMAZING this was my first vampire fic/serie and is still my favorite

@notnctu - ridin’ club streetracer!00 line x reader || ✿ † ✦ jeno’s chapter?muah that one is seriously my fave, hyuck’s chapter is good too!! But jeno’s hit different.

@jenonctcity - differences badboy!00 line x reader || ✿ † ✦ ahhhhhhhh oh my fucking god this one made me cry, I have literally read everything except jaemins story that one is a little too much for me since I went through that kind of thing but Ioved the rest!! renjun’s is my favorite!!

Teasers

@nct127dreamwayv - quatervois idol!johnny x reader || ✿ † ✦

@suhpressed - eyes on you crime boss!jaehyun x fbi agent!mole!reader || ✿ † ✦

@mooneylooney1 a hundred blurry sunsets soldier!doyoung x nurse!reader || † ✦

whisper in my ear dilfmarried!lucas x friendofdaughter!reader || † ✦

@yunocity - star crossed scarlets johnny x reader (college!au) || ✿ † ✦

@ceruleanskies - the blister beetle doyoung x reader x yuta (detective!au) || † ✦

@127-mile - lovesick yandere!tattoo artist!jaehyun x reader || † ✦

@ncteaxhoe - crimson lace ceo!doyoung x bartender!reader || † ✦

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That was it!! don’t forget to like and reblog after reading the works!! feedback helps the writers too!!

If any of the links are not working feel free to send an ask so i can get it fixed!!

i also AO3 fics (only memberxmember) feel free to send an ask!

For twitter au’s you can message me here have fun reading! <3!

i’m on my phone rn so i’ll add the “keep reading” later!

#nct social media au #nct smut #nct fic recs #nct series #nct teasers

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babbushka · 4 years ago

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Biting Dust - Ch. 1

Life ain’t too easy for a woman, ‘specially not a woman on the run like you. With a bounty on your head and gunpowder in your nose, you’ve grown adjusted to a life of solitude away from the hustle and bustle of civilization. That is, until you meet one particular man who’s got a face you’d only ever seen in your dreams – or on wanted posters. And when he offers you a proposition that sounds too good to be true, well. You don’t think your life will ever be the same again...

Outlaw!Kylo Ren x Reader

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5.5k ; Warnings: Mentions of murder, hanging, arson.

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You wonder, sometimes. Wonder how it all turned out like this, how this was the life you now led. You wonder if you could go back and do anything over, if you’d do anything different. Sometimes you don’t do so much wondering, there ain’t the time when you’re on the run with sheriffs at your back; but times like this, with nothing but the uncharted desert sprawling out in front of you, all you could do was wonder.

Something wisps up into your eyes and you cringe as you scrub it out -- sand, stinging and coarse. Nothing but sand, as far as the eye could see. You really fucking hate sand, you think, as the rising sun carries on up into the sky, bringing with it a gentle enough breeze that makes your horse, Agnes, toss her mane in delight. She whinnies softly, and you pet the back of her neck as she does, trudging through the sand after a long night of riding, a long night straight through the desert.

“Almost there,” You reassure her, “Shouldn’t be too much farther now.”

You’d robbed a bank the day before, and damn it all that had proven to be a poor enough decision. Ain’t no money in the bank, nothing at all, nothing but a whole group of cowardly men who were quick to whistle for the dogs that went bitin’ at your ankles.

They paid for that offense against you, had paid with their lives.

If only they had had any money for you to take with you, as you sped off into the night, not daring to stop until you had put enough distance between you and the men with steel.

Now, you don’t even have robbing on your mind. No, you think as Agnes chuffs and complains about the tiredness in her hooves, you’d settle for something as simple as a cool and dry bed, a hot bath, maybe enough time to clean your clothes and have a bite to eat before you’re off again.

A bed, bath, and crust of bread which you were looking forward to in the next town over. Robbing that bank hadn’t been entirely useless after-all, you use the morning sunlight to figure out this chicken-scratch cartography off the map you’d quickly grabbed before dashing out of the blazing bank, flames engulfing everyone and everything inside it as you make your escape.

“If we did this right, we should be there before the sun comes up over the canyons.” You tell her.

She only chuffs again, and you know that she too will be looking forward to a soak in a lake somewhere to wash the blood off her hide.

If you weren’t so damn tired, you might appreciate the view. The marbling of the earth around you as the sun begins to shine down on the many layers, millions of years in the making, should be breathtaking. The all-encompassing orange and reds, the slight hints of purple, the occasional dappling of yellow speak to a world ancient, as old as time.

It really puts into perspective, this whole thing, your whole life. See, dammit there you go thinkin’ again, wondering again. You clench your jaw and urge Agnes forward a little further, knowing she really can’t take much more before needing a rest. You know, but still you ask her gently to keep on moving, because the sooner you get into town, the sooner the both of you can rest.

“I think…I think that’s it, just up ahead.” You say softly to the old gal, patting her shoulder encouragingly. “You did it, thank you, thank you Aggie.”

Your horse catches wind of the scent of something, something that excites her, and suddenly she’s bolting in the direction of the town, of the piece of civilization that you can just barely see. There’s civilization of some sort, that’s for sure, you can see the little specs of buildings out in the distance. There’s many of them, which is good, really good. It doesn’t look as big as a trading post, but that’s okay – there’s less of a chance that anyone would know who you are.

You hold on tight as Agnes gallops through the canyons, falcons flying overhead, their shadow blurring past on the sandy ground as the wind whips through your hair. You feel elated, feel like you could fly, just like those falcons, flying and soaring straight to salvation in the form of a sheltered room and a drink of water.

Your canteen isn’t empty, but anything left you have will go to Agnes. She can’t tell you when she’s so thirsty she’s half to death, so you don’t ever let her get close. Your last sip of water was two days ago, and you know you can hold out a little longer, will drink the bathwater if you have to, but Agnes does more hard work and so she gets the water.

None of that matters, because Agnes is sprinting, and you’re reminded of why she’s called the fastest Beast in the West. Huge plumes of sand kickback as her hooves dig into the earth, bringing you closer closer closer to the town, at a speed which will no doubt raise suspicion, will no doubt cause unwanted attention.

“Not so fast there girl!” You calm her down, “I know, I’m excited too, but not so fast! They’ll start shootin’ at us!”

That seems to make enough sense to her, because her breakneck pace reduces down to a trot pretty quickly. Your hair is tangled and in your mouth and eyes, your hat nearly flung straight off your head, but all is well. Nothing had fallen out of the knapsacks on the saddle, and the entrance of the town is only a few more hundred feet away.

“Woahh, stop for a minute.” You command her, tugging on the reigns ever so slightly. She looks over her shoulder at you, and you know you’ve spent too much time alone when you can begin to read the annoyed look in her eye. “Just a minute, I need to change.”

Hopping down from Agnes, you take her by the reigns and guide her behind a large wide stone which juts out into the air some couple dozen feet. You’re just past the edge of the canyons now, but you’re thankful for these little hidey spots, because they’re the perfect cover for swapping out clothing.

Clothing was crucial a lot of the time, for you to go through the world unnoticed. It wasn’t all that common for outlaws to have more than one set of something, and you use that to your advantage, stripping down completely naked right there in the middle of the desert. Stuffing the blood-stained and filthy riding clothes into one of the knapsacks, you exchange that for a beautifully clean and well maintained dress and undergarments. It wasn’t fancy like some high society woman might have, but this particular shade of blue cotton looked nice on your skin tone.

It reminds you of your old life, how you would wear something like this damn near every day, not just on special occasions where a disguise was necessary. The cotton was blue and the cut was perfectly flattering. The high neck concealed some unsavory scars, and the puffed sleeves accentuated your frame. There was some frilly detailing around the chest which you thought was a nice touch, but most of all, it buttoned down the front instead of down the back, which was nothing short of a lifesaver, when you had to dress all by yourself.

Over a clean pair of undergarments and petticoat this dress goes, and back up onto Agnes you climb, your transformation complete. You now look nothing like a filthy sharp-shootin’ bank lootin’ outlaw, instead you look like…well, something far more innocent than that.

If you can just keep your head down and stay out of the way for the rest of the day, not bother anyone and leave first thing a morning from now, you’ll be on to bigger and better adventures. Nevermind that your entire life feels like running away from something instead of towards something, nevermind.

“Show time Aggie.” You tell her, nudging her hindquarters with your boots once more.

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The layout of the town is as basic as they come, which you appreciate. Two long strips of main buildings on either side of a dirt road, beautiful wooden structures some two stories high. Some of them have got signs hanging from the porch denotin’ that that’s the general store, that there’s the post office. Some others have their names painted on the window, letting you know that there’s the bathhouse and over yonder there’s the armory.

No bank, you notice.

What you do notice, is the large saloon right at the end of the road, a culdesac of sorts, and you are sure that you hear the heavens open up and shine down on you, angels singing, because there’s a small sign that proudly announces vacancies. The building is huge, three stories tall and framed with the most beautiful wooden support beams with decorative carving. There’s music coming from inside, distant strumming of guitars and harmonicas that seem cheerful and jovial, and you’re glad that this town isn’t immediately hostile.

While you’re busy trying not to weep of relief that you’ll have a relatively safe spot to lay your head, a spot to let Agnes rest, the townsfolk are busy noticing you. They must not get many visitors round these parts, because everyone you pass stops in their tracks and stares.

They don’t exactly look unfriendly, just confused, as if they’d never seen a lone woman ride into town before – and maybe they haven’t. Oh well, you think with the hint of a smile as you tip your hat to a little girl with beautifully thick and long braids down her back, you can only hope to be an inspiration.

There’s men bargaining about something who stop and turn to you, women who drop baskets of bread as you pass. The children which laugh and play round polished bronze statues in the courtyard all halt and whisper amongst themselves, wondering who you are, what you could want, why you’ve come.

You just smile at them, show them all you mean no harm, knowing that this is their home, and you’re only passing through. This seems to appease the adults, but the children with their wide-eyed curiosity aren’t so satisfied. You try not to chuckle as parents have to steer their sons and daughters away from the road to keep them from rushing straight up to you and asking a million questions.

“You rest here, eat up.” You whisper to Agnes when you finally approach the end of the road, hopping off her back as elegantly as possible, leading her to a covered set of posts and a trough of water and feed, tying up her rope so she can’t go wanderin’ anywhere – not that she would.

With a deep breath of courage, knowing that your gun was hidden safely inside a makeshift pocket in the dress, should you need it, you push through the double swinging doors of the saloon.

All at once, the music, the chatter, the jovial laughter and clinking of glasses grinds to a screeching halt, as every patron of the bar stops and turns towards you. You can feel the weight of their stares, but you hold your ground, keep your chin up.

“Sorry to disturb,” You clear your throat there in the doorway, “But is this where a lady might be able to rent a room for the night?”

At the question, the saloon deems you to not be a threat at all, and you can practically taste the way the tension in the air dissolves. A lady looking for a room wasn’t nearly that interesting, not compared to a winning hand of cards, or the dregs of a beer, and you’re glad for it.

“Up the stairs.” The elderly bartender smiles at you real friendly-like as he shines some glasses.

“Thank you kindly.” Your curtsey is rusty, and your entire body aches from the exceptionally long journey, but you ignore the protest of your sore joints as your botos carry you over to the staircase and you ascend up away from the bar.

The second floor lobby of the saloon looks like a proper hotel, which surprises you. There’s a woman at a front desk just beyond the stairs, and she sure seems excited to see you. She’s a portly woman with greying hair plaited nicely in braids that rest along her chest, but she’s got a sharp glimmer to her eye, a glimmer you can appreciate.

“Well hello there! You lookin’ for a room?” She calls over to you, beckons you towards the front desk.

You take your hat off and hold it between your two hands, your own hair twisted and pinned into the messiest bun you’d ever done just so it didn’t look such a wreck from the long ride. You walk over to the desk and are more than grateful when she offers you a cup of crisp cool water.

“Yes ma’am, I am, my name is Mary Elizabeth Sampson,” You lie, “I saw the sign out front and was hopin’ that them vacancies might still be around.”

You try your best to not slam back the water the second the glass is in your hand, instead you bring it up to your lips in a measured sip, savoring the way the clean smooth taste of it travels in rivulets down your throat. You would never take this for granted, water.

Never in a hundred years would you not be eternally thankful for this elixir of life. The old woman at the desk smiles at you with a slight amusement, for she must know how badly you want to chug it. Instead of saying anything about it though, she pulls out a thick book and opens it up onto the desk, flips to the first blank slot.

“You’re in luck – we’re a fair price and good for it. Beds cleaned every day, breakfast lunch and dinner brought right up to you if you’d like from the bar downstairs. We’ve even got a hot bath out back, although that’s an extra price.” She says it so casually that you nearly miss it, but there ain’t no denying the way you choke in your excitement at the luxury of this place.

“How much would one night, meals and a bath cost, altogether?” You wipe water off your chin with the back of your hand, lick it off straight from your dirty knuckles, heart thrumming in your chest.

Were you dreaming? This place sounded like damn near a dream, you can’t help but think. It’s got everything you had asked for, and seemed nice enough to boot. You know your purse is light, you’ve only got five gold dollars to your name since the bank last night proved to be a bust. You’re hoping beyond hope that she doesn’t take your last coin – but you know that you’d give it to her if you had to.

“Altogether you’re lookin’ at about a buck fifty.” She replies, relieving you immensely. She points out the prices of the amenities on a piece of paper she pulls out from behind the desk so you know she’s not just high-ballin’ you, “Fifty cents for the room, buck for food and bath. You won’t find a fairer price around.”

“Do you happen t’have change? I’ve only got solid coins, I’m afraid.” You’re quick to show that that’s acceptable, more than acceptable, as you reach into your other pocket – the one that doesn’t have the gun – for a little drawstring purse.

You pull out two dollars, try not to think about how light your purse becomes from it, and slide it across the desk. The old woman clamps her teeth around the coins to make sure they’re good, and is very pleasantly surprised when she sees that they are.

“I sure do, here’s the key to your room, it’ll just be down the hall and to the left.” She hands you the leftover fifty cents, and an old iron key from a series of hooks up on the wall. You gratefully accept both items, and return the glass to her, now empty of every last drop of water, prompting her to say, “You know, it’s funny. I’ve been runnin’ this hotel for ten years and I ain’t never had two customers in two days. Is there some sorta movement happenin’ ‘cross the West?”

Your eyebrows shoot up at that, at there being another stranger. No wonder they had all stopped and stared so dramatically, you think. The townsfolk might think there must be something going on, to have two visitors so close together. You shrug in earnest though, trying to be as non-descript as possible, not give anything away one way or the other.

“I think there’s always going to be some sorta movement, but anything specific I can’t say for sure.” Your answer is open enough that the woman catches on and chuckles, waves you off and begins to step away from the desk, off back to do who knows what.

“I won’t keep ya, it’s so early you must’ve ridden through the night. I’ll bring breakfast up shortly, you just go on and get comfortable.” She says, and you nod in thanks before --

“Oh! Oh – wait, before you go, my horse, I’ve got a horse. Is there an extra charge to groom and board her for the night? She’s out eatin’ from the trough right now, I don’t want to go skippin’ out on any bills.” You rush back to the desk, and with all your commotion, the old woman can’t help but laugh.

“No Miss Sampson, we’ll take care of her for free. You go on and rest now.” She’s firm and kind, and you’re grateful for it.

In fact, you’re grateful enough that when she’s out of sight beyond the desk, you reach over and open the drawer where she took your payment, and you drop the change she had given you back into the little slot she’d taken it from, a silent thanks for the kindness, and lack of questions.

As you turn away for the final time to head towards your room, you stop cold in your tracks.

For up on the wall is a series of wanted posters, all printed and hung up recently, thick black ink letters boasting grand rewards.

Among them, your heart thuds a little bit quicker in your chest, is your name.

WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE

(Y/N) ‘ANGEL EYES’ (L/N)

MURDERESS – ARSONIST – BANK ROBBERY

REWARD - $25,000

The image of your face is crudely drawn, so much so that you barely recognize yourself. They didn’t get a single one of your features right – but who could blame them. You never left any witnesses, never left anyone alive. Still, it’s enough that your name is up there, your real name.

Slightly above your wanted poster, is a poster you’ve seen damn near everywhere. Part of you is proud, proud that you’re movin’ on up the hierarchy of danger, as it were. You recall the days where Sheriffs were advertising only a couple hundred bucks for your head. Now you were a whole quarter of a hundred grand, which surely had to mean something, some sort of stepping on up in the criminal world.

The poster above yours though, now that man was a legend.

PROCLOMATION OF THE GOVERNOR OF KANSAS

REWARD FOR THE CAPTURE OF EXPRESS AND TRAIN ROBBERS

GANG HEADED BY NOTORIOUS MURDERER

KYLO REN

$100,000

Kylo Ren, now that was a name. And what a name for such an outlaw! He was well known all across the desert, in every canyon and mountain, every cliffside and town and trading post had his face slapped up on the walls.

Well, not his face.

No one had ever seen his face. Unlike you, he frequently left witnesses, people to tell the story of the chaos that took place that day, people to spur on the legends of his greatness. He was a train robber, one of the meanest around. They said he was a Pony Express boy back in the day, and had dodged death at nearly every turn. Seems as though he turned a page and started dealing out blows rather than taking them, him and his notorious gang who call themselves the Knights of Ren, like somethin’ out of a medieval fairy tale.

The photo on the poster, despite not showing anything other than a black bandana and a blind eye, seems to stare straight through to your soul.

You wonder if you’ll ever get up there, get up to $100,000. It doesn’t do to dwell though, and you know that if that old woman were to come back and see you staring she might get suspicious, so you just move along.

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The room isn’t much more than four walls and a bed, but you don’t care – this is the first time you’ve seen a bed in weeks, possibly in months. Losing track of the days was a bad habit of yours, but everything begins to blend in together when you’re out there, out in the desert. All you have are sun ups when the heat is so stifling as it ripples in waves across the sand, and the sun downs with the venomous critters that’ll kill you dead if they manage to get a hold of you.

Slipping off your shoes, you tuck yourself under the sheets and let your eyes close. It feels good, this. Feels good to not have to worry about imminent danger. You’re here tucked up, Agnes is out enjoying fresh water and food, and though your stomach rumbles, you know that eventually breakfast is on its way.

It mustn’t be any later than ten in the morning, but you’re sure you could sleep the whole day away anyway. It’d do you good, would keep you out of the way. Hopefully the folks around would forget about you entirely, and there’d be no trouble.

The door knocks then, and you suppress a groan as you get back out from the covers, and go to open the door. On the other side is the woman, holding a wooden tray with a bowl of steaming hot porridge, johnnycakes, and a fresh brewed mug of coffee.

“Sorry to disturb, I just wanted to get this to ya while it was still hot.” She says, and you invite her in by opening up the door a little further. “The stable boys are givin’ your horse a good wash right now, she’ll be boarded up in the stable right on the side, should you want to ride her ‘round at some point in the day.”

“Thank you ever so kindly, but I think she and I’ll just catch up on some much needed sleep.” You gratefully accept the tray, put it right on the edge of the bed where it won’t be disturbed. The food smells delicious, better than anything you’d had in weeks, and you can’t wait to dig in.

The old woman regards you for a moment, and while you’re turned away from her, she says ever so softly,

“Is it a man?”

Your hands still just as you go to pick up the coffee, and you sigh.

“Pardon?” You ask, turning to face her slowly, knowing exactly what she means but needing to play dumb enough so that she doesn’t know that you know.

“What you’re runnin’ from. Is it a man?” She asks again.

You sit down on the bed, warming your palms with the mug.

Casting a glance out the window, you see the townspeople milling about in the street, all going along with their daily business. Once upon a time, that was you. It feels like an eon ago, and it might as well be, because you know that you can never return to a life like that, a life like the one you watch from your window. Never again.

She’s still standing there, and you don’t want to be rude, so you swallow your pent-up feelings and simply shrug sheepishly.

“That obvious, ain’t it?” You put on a façade of shyness, even though it’s not really a lie, not really.

“No.” The old woman huffs out a little laugh, putting her hands on her hips and surprising you by saying, “I’ve just been in your position, and I know kindness don’t come often.”

“The visitor who came through yesterday…” You suddenly grow curious, “What were they like? Are they still here?”

She waves you off though, probably thinking you’re insinuating that a man might be following you now. And that may very well be true, very well could be the case. You burned that bank down to the ground but that doesn’t mean someone could’ve sniffed out your trail and was headed straight for you. The woman shakes her head reassuringly, and your curiosity both grows and lessens.

“Nah Miss he’s long gone. Sheriff had him dealt with when he caught him trying to steal one of the horses out of the sheriff’s own stable, if you can believe it!” She chuckled, making your eyebrows shoot up.

“When you say ‘dealt with’..?” You trail off, wondering what kind of people these were.

“Oh well hanged of course. They don’t hang horse thieves where you’re from?” She asks you as if such an idea were unheard of to her.

That’s very interesting, you think. Very interesting indeed, such a sharp punishment for a crime that didn’t even happen. Most towns would have given the poor guy a trial, but he was only here for less than a day before hanged? Maybe these folks weren’t as friendly as you had assumed.

That’ll teach you to assume, you know the old saying.

“They rarely punish the folks who deserve it, where I’m from.” You say quietly, and the old woman gets the hint.

“I won’t ask where that is, but do you mind me askin’ where you’re headed?” She moves towards the door and you figure why the hell not, tell the truth for once.

“Colorado, much like everyone else it would seem.” You say, say out loud this dream you’ve had for so many months, “Hopin’ to get lucky and strike some gold before it turns into another mess like California.”

She’s pleased with that answer for whatever reason, and she gives you a knowing smile.

“I wish you luck with that, Miss Sampson, I really do.” She nods in the direction of the tray, where the porridge and sticky sweet pancakes are still nice and piping hot. “Enjoy your breakfast, take a bath. I’ll leave lunch outside your door and knock in case you’re asleep.”

With that, she’s gone, and you raise your armpit to see just how badly you smell to encourage – oh shit, you think, your whole face scrunching up after taking a whiff. Awful, is the conclusion, you smell awful. So badly that you almost lose your appetite from it, something that makes you laugh because it catches you so off-guard.

That woman had more patience than you could ever imagine, waiting so long to say anything about it, the stench, and that only makes you laugh harder, for you haven’t had a moment to laugh like this in a long long time.

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With food in your belly, and after a long soak and scrub in the boiling hot tub out back, you sleep. You sleep the whole day away, sleep and let your dreams wander to simpler times, kinder times.

Your mind conjures up images of beautiful farmlands, cattle and gently baaing sheep. Numbers and letters dance behind your eyelids, midnight swims in the lake rush over your skin. It’s a good dream for once, a pleasant dream, not like the nightmares that typically plague you. Nothing like the flames which engulf your vision, or the booming laughter which turns to screams or or or --

“Speak of the goddamned devil --!” you gasp awake, your dreams ruined in an instant.

Bolting straight up, you’re disoriented for a moment, reaching for the gun in your pocket before sighing and recognizing this as the little hotel room. There is no danger here, you try and calm yourself down, try and stop the racing of your heart, but the cold sweat that’s shocked you awake grows clammy on your skin and you have to gulp down air.

The room is buttery golden, from the light of the setting sun which streams through the glass pane window. You quickly get out of bed and rush to the window, rush to see if anyone’s come, if they’re calling to run you out of town the way they did that attempted horse thief.

“I can’t stay.” You realize out loud, sighing into your hand as you rub your forehead, willing the spotted visions to blink away. You’d slept just about seven hours, which is probably more than the whole week’s worth of sleep combined, and you’d gotten your money’s worth of food and bath – plus they’d taken care of Agnes for you.

All of this justification runs through your head as you gather up your meager belongings and step into your boots. You twist your hair out of your face and open the front door, ready to place the key on the knob and slip out the back while everyone is at supper.

At your feet is another tray, a bowl of beans and a generous cut of beef along with a tear of bread and dried fruit.

You sigh, looking longingly down at it. Well, you think, better to not let the food spoil. Scarfing down the hot beans and the meat, you wrap the fruits and bread up in a cloth napkin and store it in your pocket. It’ll be a fine addition to the collection of foods you have packed in Agnes’ saddle, and you’re sure the addition will come in handy, not knowing of another town for many miles ahead.

You picked the perfect timing it would seem, because the saloon is empty, all the patrons at home for a home cooked meal with their families, and no one is around to see you head down towards the stable.

Agnes is happy to see you, as always. Her coat is shiny and white, she looks almost pearlescent so clean as this. Guilt pangs in your chest, you wish she could be so clean all the time. When you make it to Colorado and form your new life there, you decide you’re going to get yourself some land and let her spend the rest of her days grazing in peace.

“Ready to go gal?” You smile sadly, petting through her silky smooth mane.

She only whinnies softly, and without much more ado, you lead her out of the stable, and ride off into the sunset, on your way to the next stop en route to the Rockies.

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On the outskirts of town, as the sky blazes beautiful oranges and reds, purples around the edges of the horizon and not a single cloud to be seen, you think about the old woman, you never got her name.

You can’t go back now, can’t go back to thank her more for her hospitality, her understanding. Who knows, you think to yourself, maybe you’ll see her again one day. Maybe you won’t, but life had a funny way of working out, didn’t it?

Up ahead, you see a poor soul hanging from a great big tree, his horse standing underneath it. That must be the thief, you reckon, the one the Sheriff was not too kind to. Goosebumps shiver up your spine, and you do your best to avoid looking at him out of respect. You knew that if you were strung up, you wouldn’t want any ogling eyes, so you simply urge Agnes to go a little faster, hoping that you might simply pass him and continue on.

You wonder if that might’ve been your fate, had you stayed. Perhaps that Sheriff would’ve gotten wind of the bank from the town over, might’ve warned him about any newcomers, might’ve warned him about you. You’ll be far out into the canyons by then, should that happen, you know. You know, and you just do your best to keep your head down, trying to let this man have some semblance of dignity.

Until that is, that poor soul doesn’t seem so poor at all, because as you grow closer, the moment he catches sight of you, you can hear the booming baritone of a voice shout across the desert,

“Hey! Over here! Hey!”

And you think in shock, that this man ain’t poor, he’s got to be the luckiest sonofabitch you’d ever seen in your life – because somehow, against all odds, he ain’t dead.

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tokidokitrash · 4 years ago

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It’s been quite awhile since the previous post and I’m sorry!

I actually wrote this awhile back, but lacked the courage to post it.

I’m someone who is quite insecure and scared of how people might view me and my writings online.

But today I decided to just post this anyway-it’s June and Seven’s birthday is coming up— heck it!

I’m sorry it’s so long , and we aren’t at a conclusion yet- I’m just writing whatever comes to mind kinda and I’m grateful to any who reads it- your notes are such an encouragement, however small.

Also, amidst these crazy times, I hope you are all well, stay healthy, remember to eat!

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The way we are - 02

Seven is left standing outside her door. He’s pretty lost for words at this point, which is rare for a smart mouthed genius like himself.

He has to admit, he feels better after laughing like that -it was cathartic, but after listening to what she just said, seeing her smile like she was entirely broken inside, he can’t help but feel that he’s lost something very, very important in that moment.

He’s realised she was probably crying.

And that it was most definitely his fault.

Pangs of guilt worked his their way up his mind, as his heart aches at the thought that he’s given someone as cheery as her so much sadness over his demeanour.

She had always been so strong, so happy. Shining with the brilliance of the sun with every step she took. Always seemed like nothing in life could bring her down. True, she was a little weird, with her adorable exclamations of excitement over what would seem to be the most mundane of things. How he’d catch her standing outside the apartment for a spell, start to worry she’d seen something or someone that could cause her any harm....only to realise she’d be staring adoringly at a pigeon who’d made his way down the corridor. She seemed to be delighted by any little critter or creature, and that part of her, he adored.

She was such a sweet creature herself.

He’d sometimes catch himself distracted by the CCTVs, ever on a lookout for a glimpse of you, eager to see if he could decipher what had caught your interest that day.

And oh, how his heart would swell whenever you returned to the apartment, no matter how distracted you’d be, or how many bags you were holding after a trip to the grocery store... you’d always find time to look up at the cameras and flash him a beaming smile, giving him a little wave or wink. He’d sometimes find himself giving you a wave back, blowing a kiss or two, despite knowing full well you’d never know this. You were just so, so cute, he felt his heart would burst at the seams and implode on him due to an overload of cute.

While he might be greedy for more of your attention, he savoured those little, minute, unseen interactions with you.

The incident with ‘unknown’ was the turning point.

Seeing that precious girl in danger once was too much for a lifetime.

How could he have let this happen? Was he just incapable to protecting those he cared about?

His mind entered overdrive at the realisation that Unknown was none other than his sweet younger twin Saeran, whom he’d always longed to reunite with someday.

But never in his wildest, sickest imaginings did he want a reunion like this.

Saeran, who stood before him, a completely different man. Gone was the timid, sweet boy- in his place was a twisted man whom the world had hurt too much...and it was all his fault- he failed to protect his brother .

So many unanswered questions reeled in his head, he was having the worse headaches of his life. Trying to piece together the massive puzzle that was unfurling right before his eyes. If there is indeed a god, he was being awful.

In the days he spent at MC’s place, frustration and growing anger seeped into his very core. The complications between Rika, V and Mint Eye...and how....what happened to Saeran?? Then there was the anger at himself... at how put MC in danger. He had nearly let his bright, shining flame get snuffed out.

All this was too much, he was slipping off his 707 persona, whether he wanted to or not. Telling himself it was for the best, he started pushing MC away, first treating her coldly, with disdain, as he tried his best to pour himself into the work.

Next came the harsh words lashed out towards her fuelled by his own frustrations.. Or just ignoring her, or just telling her she was being an annoyance, disrupting his work.

Yet she still always came to him, like she was pulled towards him by an unseen force.

Sometimes, all she wanted to do was sit close to him, watch him work.

Other times, she would make small talk, peppering the conversations with little jokes, trying her utmost best to lighten the mood.

She always seemed to have her eye on him, watching over him. Often fetching him some dr.pepper or honey Buddha chips, or, you know, proper food and water so he doesn’t die of malnourishment.

Once, he had accidentally dozed off mid-work, and woke to the feel of a blanket placed on his back. Then, being the jerk he is, he told her not to bother with him and leave him alone, to stop wasting her time on him, before grabbing the blanket and hurling it across the room, startling her.

Regret sank in immediately when he thought he saw her eyes glisten with the threat of tears... he saw her lips force themselves into a tight smile, the she pouts a little, rolls her eyes just ever so slightly, clearly trying to lighten the mood. “Alright, alrighttt, sorry!!” She exclaims as she gingerly pick up the blanket- folding it neatly before placing it in the couch next to him...”jusssst in case, alright? “ she says in a whisper , before adding “.....Please take care of yourself.”

He just ignored her the rest of that night.

He hated that even in this crazy situation where he’s already decided to push MC away for her safety, she still made his heart glow with a slight warmth whenever he saw how much she cared for him.

Since the day after the incident, he realised she truly was a strange one. She seemed flighty, almost airheaded at times, like when her curiosity got the better of her and she touched the floppy disk containing all the photos he had of Saeran, leading Seven to lash out at her and tell her to mind her own business for the umpteen time...

Yet there where times she seemed acutely sharp, always seemingly able to see through his 707 persona- to look deep within him and see Saeyoung.

‘No. What she was attracted to was the 707 she could fool around with in the chat rooms. Not this horrible person I truly am...not Saeyoung.’

Heading back to his corner, Seven tried to settle back into work.. but his thoughts keep bringing him back to MC. He had never wanted to see her like this. He recalls what he managed to see in that short moment they had eye contact- the reddened, swollen eyes, tear-stained face. It ripped his heart to shreds knowing he did this to her.

During that moment, there was a part of him that wanted nothing more than to apologise to her, scoop her up in his arms and kiss all the tears away, whispering apologies and sweet nothings to her as he showed her that he cared for her just as deeply as she did him.

On the other hand, the other side of him wanted to bolt out of the apartment. So that he could never hurt her again- that way she could forget about him sooner.

At this very moment, all he could think about was how much of a jerk he was- how he really could never stand in the sun with someone as radiant as her.

He was filth.

Head pounding, he sighs, slipping his headphones on- well aware this might make his headache worse, but he still blasts the music anyway, as though he’s looking for some internal form of self-punishment.

Minutes had probably turn to hours, the sun had long since risen, already hanging a little lower in the sky. Seven cracks open another can of Dr.pepper, his tongue a little numb from the constant combination of Honey Buddha chips and his favourite beverage. Idly he realises the last proper meal he had ......was the same time as MC’s. That fact makes him straighten up. He had at least some semblance of nourishment over these last two days- what about her?

He started to feel ashamed of his actions, more so, his inactions. Had he truly been so wrapped up with work and trying to push her away, that he failed to check if her basic needs were met? Whipping out the phone that had been stowed away in his oversized hoodies’ pockets, he fires off a private message to her.

- ‘Are U awake?’

...he stares at the phone expectantly, waiting for her reply.

Only the reply doesn’t come.

‘...maybe she’s asleep. ‘ He quietly thinks to himself. The idea to hack into her phone crosses his mind, but he stops himself. If he does hack into her phone, not only would it be a telling sign of his occupational hazards, it might also be a serious breach of her trust....but from the way she used to flirt with him on the messenger, she sure gave the impression that she might not be totally against the idea of him sneaking a peek or two at her.

He brushes the thought away, absentmindedly rubs his face and ugh, he feels greasy and gross- he himself was in dire need of a shower, as he’d clearly neglected himself these last few days- well, maybe the days before these as well. The man took terrible care of himself once the momentum of work was in full swing.

Phone still clutched in his left hand, he starts looking up food delivery options. He couldn’t care less about himself, but was growing more concerned about MC- he won’t have her starving herself, not on his watch! He mutters the various food options he sees on the screen, wondering what would be a good choice. “........bibimbap? Kimbap? Ah maybe something different like western or....fast food?.........hnnnnnn Indian food? What would it be.....hmmmmm...”

“WOAHH”

Her voice booms from the phone and he yelps, fumbling about with the phone. He quickly holds the phone against his ear.

“is this a miracle?! Are you finally going to eat something?!” She exclaims, voice a littler higher due to excitement and he winces from the loud volume, pulling the phone away slightly.

“MC?? How come you’re on the pho- ahhh. I did it again didn’t I?? Ahhhhhhh I need to stop dialling you ahhhhhhh” he groans as he slaps his forehead. The sound elicits giggles from her, and his heart does little somersaults in response.

“Dawwwww did you truly miss little old me thaaattt much?”

Why Yes. Yes he did.

“I know choosing what to eat might be difficult.... but you didn’t have to call y’know- cause ...dundundun! Here I am!”

Right as she says that, the door to her room swings open and she jumps out of the room, one arm up in the air, the other holding the phone to her ear, presenting herself. To Seven, it seems like light has returned, and she’s brought a gust of fresh air with her- her joyful bearings seemed to alleviate that pounding headache he’s been having. Only now does he realise that he’s finally relaxed his furrowed brow.

“Ta-dahhhh~!” She says, and Seven can’t resist clapping for her, then mentally slapping himself for going along with her antics. Hadn’t he resolved to push her away, not show the slightest form of affection for her? But ahhh, how could he have possibly resisted that??

She brings her arm down and does a little bow for him, then patters over towards his corner, dressed in a large, long sleeved shirt and pyjama bottoms with animal prints all over. Her short umber hair a messy cloud, sticking up in weird tufts, being uncooperative with her as she gently combs through her bed-head. Being so stupidly adorable- he notes. As she nears him, she stills herself, before awkwardly sitting at the far end of the couch. “So, uh, I’m here to....help?” She says as she smiles widely, exaggerating for him. He resists the urge to chuckle, and tries to go back to his ‘serious, no nonsense, leave-me-alone’ persona...then he remembers whatever happened during his last interaction with her, and tells himself that he doesn’t have to be that much of an ass. He clears his throat, noting that her eyes were now downcast, but always sneaking glances at him.

“Well, I guess it’s good you’re here, I was about to order food for us-speaking of which, I hope you aren’t starving yourself. You shouldn’t bother with me, but you should make sure to eat, to take care of yourself, or the rest would worry about you..”

“Hmm, I know! You don’t have to worry about me too, Seven~” she sighs “I can handle myself too.” Her voice seemed laced with a barely noticeable tinge of sadness at that last statement.

Worried, Seven finds himself at a loss for words, he hadn’t had time to think about how to act around her, and as the awkward atmosphere nearly makes a comeback, her belly makes its presence known on cue with a small, but audible rumble. A slight pink blossoms on her cheeks, and they stare at each other, before casting a sheepish look his way.

“bibimbap sounds good right about now though...”

He darts his eyes away from her and disguises his chuckle as a grunt,signalling his approval in her choice, rapidly scrolling away on his laptop, searching for bibimbap...and it takes every fibre of his being maximum effort to hold back the laugh that nearly escaped him, as her blush turns from pink to scarlet.

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Thank you again for reading! And thank you to @emberchoihan for your comment on my previous post :)

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RP Log: Cravendy goes to the gun range with Lin! I think both of them have a terrible time again.

(Cravendy Hound) hehe so 1 idea is them going to a shooting range together! :D )) (Aislinn North) ((They look like they could do some damage!)) (Aislinn North) ((Loaded guns and full of resentments. Sounds safe! xD)) (Cravendy Hound) oh lawdy xD )) (Aislinn North) ((lol!)))

Aislinn needed to practice. Or, more to the point, she needed vent out a host of ills through the violent sound, feel and smell of a loaded handgonne. But she had learned her lesson the last time she had tried this. The Shroud wasn't safe for the likes of her to traverse alone. And the Company House was empty save. ...Cravendy. She knew the woman was familiar with a gun, she had seen her a time or two cleaning her weapon. And so, biting back all the reasons not to do so, she asked the Seawolf to join her in the Shroud for a round of practice.

Cravendy Hound had been blindsided by Lin’s request. From how things had ended last time, she had assumed that Lin would want nothing to do with her. But life was ever full of surprises. Cravs steels herself and follows Lin to the range, a hand gripped on her gun holster the entire time. You could feel the tension radiating from the Seawolf, thick as sour butter.

Cravendy Hound: “....Oi.”

Aislinn North Lin looked up at the greeting, giving a single nod. She could feel the woman's discomfort thick in the air as she approached. Not exactly a good way to ensure you're shooting your best. But maybe that was good. For both of them. After all, being able to shoot straight under pressure was what it was all about. Even so, Lin couldn't help but try to alleviate a touch of that apprehension. Cravendy did agree to keep her company out here, after all. "You've had much of a chance to practice?" 'Since waking up' went unsaid.

Cravendy Hound: “Mmh. Not recently. But I figure I don’t forget this sort of thing. Should be good...” Cravs glances over to Lin for a brief moment, then looks straight ahead again. “...for the both of us, I think.”

Cravendy Hound pulls out her gun - a jet black flintlock pistol that’s been well taken care of - and aims it at the target. Her breath pauses for a moment, then releases, and her arm goes slack. “Why don’t ye go first.”

(Cravendy Hound) me: *wildly looking up HOW GUNS WORK dfsdfs * xD )) (Aislinn North) ((hehe! Welcome to my RP world as a MCH!)) (Cravendy Hound) xD my partner is giving me a whirlwind summary ))

Aislinn North Eyed Cravendy a moment, her face schooled in an impassive mask. She nodded as though she thought nothing of the Seawolf begging off at the last moment. Stepping in line with the last free target on the range, Lin shrugged her firearm from its holster on her back and loaded several rounds into the chamber. Lifting the slender rifle, she fitted it tightly against one shoulder and bladed her stance as she had done countless times before. There was a pause as she sighted the target, and her breathing slowed. She was ever the patient shot, even with the tension hanging in the air. All at once the gun snarled to life, kicking hard and she let her body absorb the momentum. This she knew. This she could do without having to think about it. There were no awkward waters to navigate. Lowering the gun, she peered down the range, thinking she had hit somewhat close to center. "Alright. We're off and running now." she stepped aside and made room for Cravendy as she turned her attention to the Seawolf.

(Aislinn North) ((Battle stance is best emote for mch :D)) (Cravendy Hound) Ooo it's so sassy )) (Aislinn North) ((It is! It's all 'try it and find out')) (Aislinn North) ((Also Ren showed me this the other day and it is now my favorite thing for writing up RP posts: https://www.ffxiv-toolkit.com/)) (Aislinn North) ((It breaks any post down into chunks for posting. And corrects spelling errors. It's so handy!)) (Cravendy Hound) ooooo woahh )) (Cravendy Hound) I'm trying it out xD ))

Cravendy Hound hears an all-too-familiar ringing in her ears as Lin lets her gun do the talking. When the echoing finally stops, she lets out a low whistle. Despite appearances, Lin was quite the sharpeye...though she had already known that. “Not one bit of ‘esitation, eh?”

Cravendy Hound steps into place and shifts her shoulders to the left, such that they're 90 degrees to her outstretched arm. Carefully, she pulls the hammer back on her gun and squeezes the trigger. There's a flash, then a bang! And a bullet goes flying towards the target, nicking one of its outer rings. Cravendy groans and feels heat rise into her face - godsdamnit, she was rusty. She gives Lin an angry glare, hoping to intimidate her from pointing out the obvious.

(Cravendy Hound) Oohh the arrows are the thing that splits it )) (Cravendy Hound) INTERESTING. I like this tool )) (Aislinn North) ((yup! And then you can just click the copy past icon on the right for each post and dump it in the chat here. When you start, you can choose if it's /emote or /party or /say and it'll put the command in when it splits the posts) (Cravendy Hound) the power of technology :D )) (Aislinn North) ((Right? What a time to be alive!)) (Cravendy Hound) o... I think I meant 180 degrees, so she's forming a line with her arm and shoulders as she shoots. WHAT ARE....numbers xD )) (Aislinn North) ((hehe, I got it! A blade :) ))

Aislinn North There was a slight narrowing of Aislinn's eyes as Cravendy tossed a glare her way. As though she had anything to do with the wide shot. Half of her wanted to rise to the bait and meet anger with anger but the other half, the smarter half that had kept her alive this long simply took a look at the target. "Close. Few more rounds and you'll be right as rain."

(Cravendy Hound) oh no...Lin can't read Cravs at all *laughs* )) (Aislinn North) ((Nope! She has her all sorts of discombobulated! *grins*)) (Cravendy Hound) they do that to each other xD ))

Cravendy Hound feels herself relax at Lin’s levelheaded response. She’s so used to keeping a tight hold on her reputation, that this...all this. It makes her feel like a limp pile of spaghetti. But Lin had no expectations. She could be trusted. She could. Cravs sighs and waves her gun around haphazardly.

Cravendy Hound: “‘ard to shoot when ye got arms used to punchin’. Could probably break me gun if I wasn’t careful.”

Aislinn North That garnered a considering tilt of her head as Lin stepped up to the target once more. "Maybe. But something like that'd earn you a bit of a reputation." she said. "Maybe a battlename. Guncrusher." a slight, sly tug of her lips as she raised her rifle. "Pistolbane."

Aislinn North She fired off another shot with ease and though she could have emptied the chamber, she left it at that. No sense in letting Cravendy think she was showing off. Left of center again. Her lips twitched downward as she stepped back. "Settling in at Heartwood alright?" she asked as she reloaded. She hated how wooden her voice sounded, even to her ears.

Cravendy Hound crinkled up her nose in response to the titles. “Twisted scrag...I’m not lookin’ for any new names any time soon. Mine’s just fine.” She notices a tension holding her shoulders up, and lets them drop with a smirk and a ‘harumph.’

Cravendy Hound takes aim at the target again and fires. Her gun kicks back, causing her arm to swing up afterwards. It’s closer to the mark, but not by much. “Ye lot are as friendly as gang of fresh-faced babes, so settlin’ in wasn’t all too tough. The drinks are good, I suppose.” She casts her eyes downward at the dirt and ponders for a moment...a question held back like wind behind her lips.

Cravendy Hound: “I wanna ask ye something. But know if I ask, ye won’t give it to me straight.”

Aislinn North Stepped up to the target, and for a moment it might have seemed she hadn't heard Cravendy at all. Peering down the range line, she held the rifle loose down at her side, but there was a subtle tension straightening her spine. "Why would you think I wouldn't be inclined to answer honestly?"

Cravendy Hound blinks, words caught in her throat for a split second. Good question - why? Lin was one of the most straightforward people she knew. There was no reason to make assumptions now of all times. Cravs lowers her gun and rests her empty hand on her hip.

Cravendy Hound: “...Then I’ll just ask. Are ye okay?” A beat. “And I’ll answer for ye. No, yer not. I’m not either. We’re like opposin’ magnets, but that also makes us on the same side.”

Cravendy Hound turns to look directly at Lin. “I think we’re grievin’ over the same loss. Where do ye stand on it? Ye just accept that it happened, life moves on?”

(Cravendy Hound) *INTENSE WORRY* ;_; ))

Aislinn North The question slammed into her hard enough to shake her placid shell. For a moment, her fingers tightened around the grip of her weapon. "Well, if you were going to answer for me, not sure why you bothered asking." she said, again feeling that forced control in her voice she had when Bertram had tried to comfort her. She turned to face Cravendy fully, staring at her as if there was no other answer. "Tends to be the way of things. Accept that it happened. Move on. Don't see what good doing anything else will be. Can't bring her back now, can it?"

(Aislinn North) ((And gloooom!)) (Aislinn North) ((It's like the game knows and adjusted the atmosphere)) (Cravendy Hound) LOL I noticed that too )) (Cravendy Hound) I've never seen this weather before O_O )) (Aislinn North) ((odin's about)) (Aislinn North) ((It happens when he's up))

Cravendy Hound feels rage build behind her eyes. For a moment, she doesn’t know what to do with her arms and hands. Pull them out in front of her? Cross them? Hold them up, tense and angry? Eventually she forces her hands down, fist clenched. “I...How can ye say that?! What, a footnote in yer journal is all then? It’d be easier if ye were shoutin’ a storm at me! Let the fire yer tuckin’ away all neat like go! Let it burn out so ye can make sense of all this! So we can make sense of all this!”

Cravendy Hound huffs, winded. She rubs the space between her eyes, on the brink of furious tears. “Bugger...”

Cravendy Hound: "Won't bring 'er back. 'ells, it's not 'er I'm thinkin' about...have ye seen yerself?"

Aislinn glared now. Dark and angry. Who the hells was Cravendy to stand here and lecture -her- on how she should be acting. She felt the tethers on her fraying control fall away and in one swift motion, she swung her gun up and spun for the target. Rapid shots one after another in quicksilver succession until the chamber was empty, each one snapping and growling out as if it could drown Cravendy out. When the gun was empty she stopped short of tossing it to the ground. "There is NO making sense of this!" She whirled back to Cravendy. "NOTHING about this will ever line up and make sense! And. ..a FOOTNOTE? YOU don't get to tell me what you think Wyda was to me! Ever!" Her pulse thundered with ever harsh breath. She stepped closer into Cravendy's space. "I'm not like you. And like it or not I'll handle this however I need to."

(Cravendy Hound) ohh noo )) (Aislinn North) ((Pfff, it's really what she needed)) (Aislinn North) ((To get it all out))

Cravendy Hound - Lin’s energy only feeds the flames. Crav’s heart is racing, beating nearly out of her chest as the gunfire roars like an unchained beast. She doesn’t back down when Lin steps close. “Well, I’m tellin’ ye now! Cause that’s what it feels like to me! I feel like a...I mean, she feels like somethin’ yer tryin’ to brush off. An’ I can see ye hurtin’ as plain as day. Well, I’m hurtin’ too! If there’s anyone out there that understands what I’m goin’ through, it’s ye...so stop dealing with it yerself!”

Aislinn North jerked her chin up. "Brush off?!" she snapped with incredulity. "Did it ever cross your mind that it's too *hard* for me to just. ..just...*replace* her with you?" Aislinn threw her hands out at her side. A few of the nearby archers casting worried glances at the weapon she was bandying about. With a sharp sound of frustration, she holstered the empty gun. "Like nothing happened? THAT would be brushing her off." her voice broke at the end and she swiftly looked away, pain etched in her expression.

(Cravendy Hound) the TEA )) (Aislinn North) ((Just spilling it everywhere))

Cravendy Hound her eyes flickered with guilt. She took a step back, posture hunched. “I-I never asked ye to replace ‘er with me! I don’t want to, and what ye ‘ad with ‘er will never be the same as what ye and I could ‘ave. I...” Lin’s gaze felt red hot, as if it were burning a hole from her forehead to the back of her skull. “I...I...don’t...”

Cravendy Hound shut her eyes and took a deep breath. Seven hells, why was speaking to Lin so bloody difficult?!

Aislinn stared at the distant targets, the fire burning out of her as quickly as it had been stoked. Cravendy's broken words leaving her with the sadness she always seemed to be struggling to keep at bay. Ever since that day on the beach. This was the part where she explained. Where she tried to tell the truth of what she was feeling but the words felt too big and too sharp. "When I've lost people before they were just...gone." she said lowly. "But she left and you. ..woke up. What do I do with that? How do I not feel. ..Do you remember anything?"

Cravendy Hound bites her lip so hard it draws bloods - and a curse. Cravs takes another deep and heaving breath as she tries steady her nerves, and say the right thing for once. But there were no right answers, not here. Not now. But she has to try.

Cravendy Hound: “I wish I could tell ye I didn’t remember anythin’. But I remember it all. When I was a part of ‘er, an’ before. When I wasn’t.” Her voice shakes, vulnerable. And then in a voice, low and quieter: “I shouldn’t be ‘ere. Should be ‘er. Or Dots. Or anyone else. But I’m ‘ere because of ‘er, an’ I can’t let that go to waste. Nor can I stand idly by while yer dealin’ with all this.”

Aislinn North "No." she said, swiftly as she flicked her gaze back to Cravendy. "It's better if you remember. I've been forgotten before. Starting from the bottom..." she shook her head and swallowed hard. "It's better that you remember." she quietly repeated. It seemed hard for her to find enough air to form words. " 'Should. ' " she shook her head as if to say she didn't agree with Cravendy. "There's only did and didn't happen. That's it." she again tried to draw in more air. "I feel lost. Sometimes I think of something or see something and then can't wait to tell her but..." she trailed off. "And there was so much left she wanted to do. She had notes and notes of things we were going to do."

(Cravendy Hound) ;_; ))

Cravendy Hound lets the rain roll off her face. She is soaked. Tired. But angry? The fury has been replaced by a somber melancholy. “Did or didn’t happen. Ye can’t change it. But ye shouldn’t look away. The memories, painful or not...it’s all a part of ‘er. It’s all we ‘ave left.”

Cravendy Hound reaches out towards Lin, then flinches. A hug from an angry stranger, the source and reminder of her misery, is probably the last thing she needs. So instead, she pats Lin on the upper back. “Dunno ‘ow primals work. Maybe ye can still tell ‘er what’s botherin’ ye. She’d want to know.”

(Cravendy Hound) that feel when the weather ends before you can get the post off <_> )) (Aislinn North) ((hehe!))

Aislinn North Hung her head a moment and much like Cravendy, she seemed wrung out. "Sometimes it's just easier to look away." she said, but she knows there's truth in Cravendy's words. She was silent a long moment. "Could do that. But. ..could talk to you on occasion too." she lifted her head. "Assuming these shouting matches aren't gonna be a regular thing."

Cravendy Hound - Surprise crossed over her face. What, her? It -was- what Cravs had wanted, but she hadn’t been expecting anything. She’s silent for a time after, until finally, she just barely nods. “Aye. When ye feel like it.”

Cravendy Hound has reached that point where she’s so exhausted that she feels a bit lightheaded...or mad? Maybe mad. Who knows?! Cravs looks to the sky, eyes shut, and makes a sort of bone-rattling sound that eventually turns into a laugh. “Any more shoutin’ and I’m liable to go mute. Ye and me both. But I’m...I’m glad. I guess.”

Aislinn North nodded stiffly. "When I feel like it." she agreed. Tossing a look around the target range she stood there, the tension drained from her for once. "Aye, suppose that's probably enough practice for one day." she muttered under her breath.

Cravendy Hound: “Maybe next time I can actually ‘it my mark, prove that I’m not an embarrassment to my kind.” Cravs dryly jokes. She shoots Lin a look and then turns to head back to Heartwood. So much to work on...they’d take it one step at a time.

(Aislinn North) ((Well this RP honestly goes a long way to setting Lin back on track xD)) (Cravendy Hound) nice!!! )) (Cravendy Hound) don't bottle it up!! )) (Aislinn North) ((She has bad habits)) (Cravendy Hound) these two are so different and yet so alike haha )) (Cravendy Hound) THIS...was fun. I had fun :D )) (Cravendy Hound) ANGERY )) (Aislinn North) ((hehe, so true! It should be interesting to see how this evolves. But thank you for the dramatic RP! Yes, most definitely fun!!))

#ff14 rp logs #Cravendy Hound #Aislinn North #THIS SLAYED ME.........#Sadness........ ;_;#pain and suffering on our characters #fun to rp tho! LOL dkjfls #it's now been twice that Cravs goes back to the FC soaking wet #will that be a thing?? haha #she needs to get an umbrella

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