#unfortunately she is injured now so it will be some time until i play her again i hope she gets well soon...

[edgeray]

Hello 🍉anon again, hope you’re doing okay and I hope my writing is not atrocious for this request. This idea has been on my mind for an Arlecchino x dragon reader(similar to Neuvillette). So, Arlecchino receive a report from her operatives that an unknown creature is lurking in the shadow near Poisson, that keeps on attacking the others fatui members and stealing their rations. She tells them that she will look into it eventually as she doesn’t want their ressources to be stolen. She starts to investigate to gather information on this creature and possibly locate it and by a twisted turn of fate, stumbles into a dragon(secretly the reader)that look awfully hurt and almost on the verge of dying. Arlecchino took pity on the rather tiny looking dragon (tought it seems to be an adult one) and brought them to the house of the heart to treat their wounds.

As the times pass and Arlecchino started to grow fond of the dragon, she see in the corner of the room, a human. Visibly confused, she starts to draw her scythe ready to impale the person in front of her should they pose a threat. Then the reader just go up to her and nuzzle into her as if it was the most natural thing in the world and it was at this moment that she realized it was the dragon she had rescued. They start to bond and eventually grow more intimate with each others.

My Little Fire

(Arlecchino x GN! Reader)

A/N -  Hi 🍉 Anon! Nice to see you again <3. Sorry this took so long. I just spoiled you guys with dragon arle, but how about dragon reader? Great idea, anon. Y'all really love dragons huh? Dragons are cool af, I don't blame you guys.  Unfortunately, I dunno a whole lot of genshin lore, so how genshin dragons work, idrk. I made you a Pyro Dragon, because bonding over fire abilities >>>  Dunno why I was so braindead while writing this, but that's why this took me an extra day to write this. By the way, the title is the english translation of the last three words. I headcanon that Arlecchino can speak Fontainian (French).  Content warnings / info - monster x human, reader is a dragon, reader is referred to ‘it’ for the most part, not second pov until the middle, arle's pov, reader is gn!, 1.7k words

Arlecchino didn't typically deal with these sorts of outings, not when her job typically dealt with information gathering and diplomacy. However, she couldn't turn a blind eye to this report in another Fatui camp situated in Poisson. Purportedly, rations have been going missing despite attempts to secure and protect them. Fatui operatives have been injured, and while Arlecchino does not doubt that some incompetence may have come into play, she does not believe that they are truly that incompetent. The operatives confirm that it is some type of creature, given the claws marks and the teeth indents the harmed operatives detailed. Whatever it was, it was too quick for the members to see, and so she now had to deal with it. 

Arriving at the camp, witness accounts didn't prove to be very helpful in terms of identifying the troublesome critter. However, the storage room, where the rations were stored, provided an interesting story to her. Unsurprisingly, clawed scratches littered around the containers of food, though she notices the indentures were caused by rather small paws. Despite the suggestion that the creature was rather tiny, it did not mean that creature was not weak, able to cut through solid metal. Interestingly enough, scorch marks also surrounded the area, even though there were no burns recorded in the injury accounts. The creature also seems rather famished. Each occurrence it raids the storage room, a considerable amount of food was stolen. Fascinating. Arlecchino can think of very few creatures like this but all of them seem implausible. 

However, there was a pattern to this creature’s visits. Every three nights, it came, wrecking havoc to whatever was in its way, but Arlecchino is sure that she'd be successful in capturing the beast tonight. She orders that no operatives are around the area–the last thing she desires is some inept fool getting in her way–and then she waits outside. 

It's near midnight when she first sees a glimpse of the creature's silhouette, about the size of a cat, but she can make out a long tail with spikes. Just as she anticipated, the creature appeared, flying through the open window she purposely opened. It pauses at the entrance, as if observing the lack of guards, but not questioning it as it dashes across the floor. Either this isn't a very smart creature, or its desperation for food outweighs the risks. Regardless, it just made a mistake. 

She uses her speed to enter the room before the creature has time to react, standing in front of the window it entered through. She closes the window, her eyes narrowing down on the now cornered beast. A scaled creature, with horns and wings. Its ears flattens against its head and their wings press against its body, imitating the fearful behavior a mutt would display. The longer she observers the creature the more she realizes that these traits match those of a dragon, albeit a very small dragon. She wonders if this was just a hatchling. 

The small dragon snarls at her, and a blaze emanates from its spine, the flames coursing down to its tail. The bright flames illuminate the dragon's features more, and it's when she notices that blood is spewing from a gruesome cut on its leg. 

An injured Pyro Dragon? It's terribly small, and she can't imagine how this one is still alive given its injury. Although the fire is an indicator it's a mature adult, the size is a cause of concern. What a pitiful thing.  

Arlecchino’s eyes flicker over to the box that the dragon tried getting into. As she approaches it, the dragon snarls, tensing its body to lunge at her at any second, however, she simply ignores it. Opening the lid, she's met with thick cuts of raw meat. She takes several cuts of the meat from the insulated container, before holding it out in front of the dragon. If the dragon needs raw meat, she has a particular selection of premium raw meat for herself that she could use for the dragon. 

“Eat,” she demands as she offers the food. The dragon, still maintaining its anxious behavior, stalks closer, sniffing the food before it latches its teeth on the steak. 

“I have as much meat as you could want, better quality as well. I'll feed you, shelter you, and take care of that cut for you. Come with me.” She says, offering another slab of meat. 

The dragon doesn't respond, nor stop eating, but its body relaxes. By the time it reaches its last piece of meat, it's eating out of her hand. Arlecchino uses the close proximity to examine the dragon's injuries. The dragon nudges its head against her hand, and Arlecchino strokes the dragon's head. 

“Will you come home with me?” 

The dragon gives her an affirmative croak. 

—

The dragon did not grow any larger even in the months it stayed with her, nor did it transform into its human form yet. Its wound had been festering for quite a while, however under her care, it is healing remarkably quickly. Arlecchino proposes that the dragon is using its energy to heal from the wound. Had the dragon not done so, it would have surely met an agonizing fate. This continuous depletion didn't allow for the  dragon to grow in size, transform, or use its powers and it would have continued in that state for years had she not rescued it. 

It must be because of this that the dragon does not take long to get attached to her.

The dragon always sticks near her, sometimes physically on top of her. If it's not on her shoulder or head, then it's on her lap. Getting accustomed to how clingy the dragon is was a struggle, but she soon learns. 

If she'd allow it, it'd follow her everywhere. It's almost endearing. 

It only took three days for the dragon to sneak into her bedroom. The morning after, she awakened with an unfamiliar weight over her torso, and she found that the dragon was nestled on top of her. The next night that she slept, it was nuzzled against her neck and sprawled over her right shoulder. She'd be lying if she said it was an unwelcome sight, and it became a nightly occurrence. 

Often the dragon would play and entertain the House of the Hearth children. Sometimes, it'd accompany her outside, but only on certain missions. After all, she needed to test the dragon’s abilities in its current condition, and who better to test it on than the scum of Fontaine? 

Something else she finds intriguing is that the dragon devours fire, much like how the Iudex fancies his water, though the dragon is particular to her blood flames than any typical flames. On occasion, she uses her powers as a treat that the creature happily indulges in. 

Arlecchino only wonders what more she would learn once the dragon finally transforms. 

—

Arlecchino returns to the House of the Hearth after another irritating Harbinger meeting, rather exasperated and irked by some of the impudence and dimness of her ‘coworkers.’ She reaches her bedroom, exhaling a sigh. Before she enters, she hears scuffling from beyond her bedroom door. Her door is slightly cracked open, implying that someone had entered during her absence. From the small opening of her door, she catches a glimpse of a figure. Instantly, her eyes narrow and she withdraws her scythe. 

Intruders have no place in her house. She knows that no children are inside, as it's one of the first things she's instilled when they first come: stay away from her room under any circumstance. So who is this audacious soul that dares trespass into her chambers?

Upon opening the door, she does not expect the speed of her assailant, as a figure crashes into her, wrapping their arms around her neck, face pressed against her neck. Arlecchino is momentarily stunned by the action, but for some reason, it feels familiar. The body is abnormally hot, too warm for a human being. This isn't someone she recognizes, and she was about to throw the being off of her when she paused. A purr erupts from the other person's throat, the vibrations coursing through the Harbinger. 

“Arle…” the person murmurs, the name making Arlecchino hesitate. They lean away, tilting their head and glancing up at her, and then her breath hitches. Vibrant, slitted eyes stare back at her, that gaze only belonging to a certain dragon she knows. 

“You're the–”

“–Dragon. It's finally nice to meet you, Arlecchino,” you say, as you finally uncoil your arms around her. Arlecchino observes you for longer, her scythe disappearing. Now that there's no threat, Arlecchino takes the time to observe your human form. 

“Are you fully healed?”

You nod, giving her a soft smile. “I am. Thank you. I'm indebted to you. I'm sure you know of this, but I would not have survived for much longer if it weren't for your help. If you'd allow me, I'd like to work under you as a repayment. I'm sure you'd like what I have to offer.” 

Arlecchino closes her eyes, a ghost of a smile appearing over her lips. “Very well.” 

—

Arlecchino learns many things about you. She learns of your favorite food, which happens to be her blood fire. The way you favor your meat served and how you're incredibly food-excitable. She learns that your wings and tails are incredibly sensitive underneath her fingertips and she is well aware that she abuses this knowledge. She learns that your presence lifts her heart and it’s only you that can appreciate her curse. 

Your favorite touch from her is your head. Everyday, she'd pat you on the head the same way she did the night she saved you. Kissing your forehead and carding through your hair are close seconds.

She learns that there are some things that don't change even with your new form. While you never return to your small size in your dragon form, it does not mean you still do not linger around her, sitting in her lap when she's at her desk. You still play with the children, often acting as the ‘Mother’ role that the children did not have. And every night, you return to her bedside, embraced in her arms. 

There are a few things that have changed with your new form. Arlecchino feels as if you've rekindled her, your love is another flame in her veins that doesn't scorch her being, but instead, you warm her soul, consuming her cursed blood flames. 

It's what inspires the name that she always calls you before you drift to sleep. 

“Mon petit feu.”

[onlyhereforthestories]

Comeback Queen - Part 1 (Alexia Putellas x Reader)

Here you go! I really enjoyed writing this one and I hope you guys like it. Part 2 will be out tomorrow night! Also if you want to share your theories on where reader is going please send them my way. I’m interested to see what you guys think! 🫶

Months. That’s how long it had been since you had been in this position. Month and months and months. Months longer than it should have been too. Alexia had unfortunately had complications with her knee after coming back to playing the first time and this meant that she was side lined for a further few months.

During her time out on the side lines, you had picked up a knock yourself and was now part of the recovery squad. You hated the first month of your recovery purely because if you couldn’t be playing you want to be watching your love do what she does best, but that wasn’t possible either.

So, when Alexia went away with the Spanish squad and phoned you to say even though she wouldn’t be playing she is fit enough to sit on the bench, you knew it wouldn’t be long until that did happen.

You were proven right a couple weeks later. It was

You were sat in the stands with Mapi and a few of the other girls who had some sort of knock or injury, just behind the bench. Alexia had excitedly told you last night that Jona was planning on putting her on in the second half of todays match. This had excited you too as it meant you got to do your second favourite thing to do with football, watching her play. Of course, this was slightly behind playing yourself but that isn’t possible right now.

The first half flew by and with Salma’s hattrick Barca was already cruising towards the win, something that meant slightly less pressure on your loves shoulders when she did come on which you knew would help even if she didn’t really think about it. Alexia had gone through a pretty extensive warm up during the half time break so you had a feeling it wouldn’t be too long until you saw her enter the field. You didn’t leave your seat like the others wanting to make sure you caught every ball touch the woman had. She had just run back down the tunnel to catch the last bit of the half time team talk and probably give her own little captains speech with Irene.

The next time you caught her moving was in the 60th minute. She was up on the side lines in her kit, bib over the top to warm up quickly but you knew it wouldn’t be long until she was out on the pitch and the rest of the stadium could tell too. Not even a minute later and she was lined up with .. and .. ready for her much awaited and eagerly anticipated return.

She got given the captains armband and received a loud round of applause as she ran on, you made sure to whoop and cheer as loud as you could. Determined to show your support for your lover.

Alexia had been on the pitch for barely 10 minutes when the ball was crossed into Lucy at the back post, you held your breath as the ball bounced off her and into the middle of the box where your favourite number 11 was waiting. She didn’t catch the shot as cleanly as you knew she would have wished to, but it didn’t matter as it nestled into the bottom right corner.

You were up in a flash jumping with the other injured players as much as physically possible for you all. Of course she was in the right place at the right time, she had been studying tapes her whole life pretty much. She just knew the game and now even more than ever possibly, she knew her team.

The rest of the game went on and even though the opposition scored it didn’t dull the buzz around the stadium, the return of Frido last game and now Ale today just had set the right feeling within the club. Now all that was left was you and Mapi.

Speaking of, Mapi was dragging you by the hand down to the pitch where you greeted Ingrid when she approached, you chatted with them as well as Keira and Aitana for a while, but your eyes never drifted far from Alexia as she made her way round the fans. You were always in awe of how she interacted with them no matter the occasion, she always had time to sign things and take photos.

She had made her way around all the fans she could today and was about to head down the tunnel when she spotted you. Her eyes met yours and you could see the joy in them as soon as they did, the smile widening on her lips to match. She changed direction and headed towards where you were stood with the other women.

As she got closer you excused yourself from the conversation around dinner and made a beeline for her. You instantly wrapped your arms around her and held on with all you had, her arms wrapping around your waist and holding you firmly but not tight. “I’m so proud of you, mi vida. A goal too right away, only you could do that.” She gave you a little extra squeeze before pulling back.

“Had someone to score for didn’t I.” You grinned in her direction and went to reply when Pina jumped into the conversation from behind you both.

“You always score for y/n can’t you dedicate it to someone else for once.” You exchanged a look with your wife at this, you could see the smirk rising on her face, but you gave her a warning look. As much as you loved Claudia you knew she had a big mouth and what you had to share should only come from the two of you, being as it affected those you play with or did play with.

“What can I say, when you love someone this much it’s easy to dedicate a goal to them.” This caused a smile to rise to your face.

Pina walked away with a slightly disturbed look on her face, one that you knew was due to her distaste for the lovey stuff she had just heard from her captain. “You are capi mush when y/n is around.” Was a comment thrown over her shoulder as she walked away, a comment that had your girlfriend giving you a quick peck to the lips before she was off running after her. Causing the young Spaniard to squeal and bolt off in her counterpart Patri’s direction, you wife hot on her heels.

You giggled at their antics and met back up with Mapi to go out to the car, you had picked the couple up today and would be dropping them home on your way back to yours and Alexia’s place.

Mapi and Ingrid had just departed the car with the promise to be ready for when you are due to pick them up later to car share to dinner. Alexia was staring out the passenger side window obviously deep in thought because her eyebrows had the cute crinkle in them, they always had when the gears in her head were working overtime.

“What’s going on in the beautiful mind of your babe?” When she didn’t reply you got a little concerned, Alexia was not normally that far in her head that she couldn’t even hear you. To gain her attention you gently rested your hand on her thigh which caused her to jump slightly. “Lo siento I didn’t mean to make you jump, are you okay?”

Alexia grabbed the hand on her thigh and laced your fingers together and gave your hand a squeeze, “Si no sorry I’m okay just thinking.” This caused you to chuckle slightly which meant you got a confused look from the woman riding shotgun.

“I know you are thinking gupa, that’s why I put my hand on you to get your attention. I asked you what was going on in that beautiful head of yours and you were too far gone.” You squeezed the hand in yours a couple time to give her some comfort.

“I think we should tell them.” She was looking directly at you now and you knew this had been playing on her mind longer than just this car journey. You gave her hand another squeeze before you replied.

“I think we should soon too, but not today. Today is about you amor, I don’t want anything to take away from us celebrating that, you. But yes, I do think soon we need to too.” Alexia was nodding away in the passenger seat as you spoke and gave you a smile as she gripped your hand in 3 successive squeezes, a gesture you knew meant she loved you.

The rest of the journey home was spent talking about how you were going to share your news, you were still not sure how some of the girls would take your departure from the squad.

[heleentje]

So there's a take that crops up every so often in the Breath of the Wild fandom, and it goes something like this:

Windblight Ganon is such a piece of cake! If Revali were as talented as he claimed to be, he wouldn't have been defeated by it, so clearly he's just an arrogant blowhard.

I disagree. Because while Windblight might have been relatively easy for the player to defeat, circumstances conspired against Revali in every possible way.

Strike 1: The Blight Ganons were tailor-made to defeat the Champions

While it's not stated outright, the Blights seem to be custom-made to put their respective opponents at the worst possible disadvantage. So while Link can avoid the whirlwinds on the ground, they would be very disruptive to Revali's Gale (something he's only been able to do consistently for a short while). Arrows, too, can easily get blown off course by the wind even when using a heavy bow (so can a Rito, who is presumably lighter than a Hylian).

If, on top of that, it was raining (implied by memories #16 and #17), then Revali's favoured bomb arrows would have been useless. Not a great recipe for a fight.

Strike 2: Rito don't see well in the dark

Botw is a game that doesn't tell you a lot upfront, but you can find a wealth of information in every little corner. Case in point, in Gerudo Town there's a Rito named Frita. And she has a very interesting tidbit to share if you talk to her at night.

[Image ID: A Rito named Frita in Gerudo Town says: "Us Rito... We haven't got the best night vision, to be honest."]

When the Calamity emerged, an unnatural darkness blanketed the land. A darkness that persists from its appearance all the way through Link and Zelda fleeing and their final stand at Fort Hateno, up until Zelda temporarily sealed the Calamity (memories #15, #16 and #17).

That’s without even mentioning the laser show Windblight Ganon puts on. Ever encountered a car with LED lights on a dark road? Now imagine how Revali felt.

Strike 3: Revali had to fly non-stop for hours to get to Medoh

After sinking some hours into playing botw, you probably get used to warping all across the map via the shrines. Going from Lurelin to Rito Village is a matter of seconds. And if the Sheikah had been able to unlock the Sheikah Slate fully in the past, that would have been a massive boon to the war effort.

Unfortunately, they didn't. Which means that, when Calamity Ganon emerged, all the Champions had to take the long road to their Divine Beasts.

Now what does that mean for Revali? We can hazard a pretty good guess, but we don't have to, because the art book tells us: Revali flew straight from Lanayru East Gate to Rito Village. It's hard to tell exactly how long that would have taken him, but I'm estimating that would be about 8-10 hours flying non-stop.

[Image ID: A map of Hyrule showing the presumed routes the Champions took to get to their Divine Beasts. Revali's is a straight line across Hyrule.]

Which means Revali (like the other Champions) was probably already exhausted by the time he got to Medoh.

Aaaaaand that's three strikes, he's out!

But if that's not enough for you yet, here's one more thing. Admittedly, this is less solidly canon than the previous parts, but it's conjecture that, in my opinion, is backed up by the Champions' Ballad DLC.

Strike 4: Revali lacked his best weapon and may have been injured

The artbook shows us another salient tidbit. Revali could have detoured if he wanted to, but he didn't: he flew in the straightest possible line across Hyrule Field.

Hyrule Field, better known as the center of the chaos at the time.

Can we really expect a Champion, especially a Champion who's so eager to prove himself, to not stop and at least try to help? And while trying to help, what might have happened to him?

When you fight the Blights in the illusory realm, you gain a set amount of equipment, implied to be what the Champions carried with them at the time. And with Revali, something's missing.

[Image ID: The bow inventory during the DLC fight against Windblight Ganon. It includes a Falcon Bow, Duplex Bow and Phrenic Bow.]

Where's the Great Eagle Bow?

Would Rito Champion Revali, greatest archer in known Rito history, really not be carrying his signature bow, when every other Champion carried their favoured weapon?

This, combined with his route straight across Hyrule Field, makes me suspect that he did engage the Guardians, lost his bow, and may even have gotten injured in the process.

So there you have it. Just about everything was against Revali in that fight. And while Link, and by extension the player, may have had an easy time of it, they went into it at full health and with all the advantages of the Sheikah Slate.

Meanwhile, Revali arrived at Vah Medoh after a frantic hours-long flight only to be thrown into a fight he didn't expect against an opponent tailor-made to counter his every move, while he was unable to see properly and lacked his best weapon. And he still managed to put up one hell of a fight.

[doudouneverte]

Next stop... Manchester

a/n: I had to rewrite it but it's okay. Feedback is really appreciated by the way

*Not my PIC*

Pairing: Chloe Kelly x Léon!Reader; Mapi Léon x sister!reader; Ella Toone + Georgia Stanway x Female!Reader (besties)

Summary:

Type: Fluff

Warning: nothing

words count: 3334

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London - Manchester. Manchester - London. Whatever the direction, it became a usual trip for you during those recent years. Well, dating a Citizen player while you played for Chelsea, and let's not talk about the fact that you played for Spain and her England, meant you had to make compromises sometimes. 

You came to the WSL in the 2017-18 season; you played for Everton after some good seasons at Athletico Madrid. There you met Chloe; everything was new for you, so she helped you install yourself in the country. She showed you a lot of places, and you met a lot of people who'd become part of the England squad. At the end of the 19/20 season, you moved from Liverpool to London, where you signed a contract with the Blues.

At Chelsea, everything was good except when you had to play in the Champions League finals against your sister and her team. Unfortunately for the London club, you got injured in the semifinal. Without  one of their best defenders in their squad, the Blues lost against FC Barcelona. Except that the other worst moments was when you played against your girlfriend; you know how good she is, and it's really difficult for anyone to defend against her (except McCabe, but she's not really defending).

After three years in the capital's club, you received some interesting offers from different clubs: Bayern, Wolfsburg, Real Madrid, and even Lyon, but you decided to join another club in blue, well, sky blue. But your girlfriend is totally unaware of that, like almost everyone else, because you wanted to surprise her.

~~~

Today was a particular day; the Lionesses should take a flight to Australia the next day, and your girlfriend decided to spend her free time with you. It was still early in the morning when your phone started buzzing next to you. It was disturbing, but you didn't want to wake up yet until the woman next to you groaned.

"Y/n, I swear if you don't tell whoever texted you to shut up, I'll throw your phone through the window." Chloe said with her head pressed harder against the pillow.

"Calmate hermosa; I'll check that." You said before grabbing your phone to see a lot of messages from more people than you expected. 

Maps[yesterday]:

¿Vienes a casa para vacaciones?(Are you coming home for vacation?)

Leila[8:30 a.m]:

The girls know

Ella[8:40 a.m]:

Please tell me you don't join the wrong side

Lauren[8:42 a.m]:

are you really coming?

I need to tell Chloe

Niamh[8:43 a.m]:

Sam and Guro are still pouting

Mama P[8:44 a.m]:

Jessie is still crying you need to do something

Mama M[8:44 a.m]:

Don't forget your sunscreen

Mama P[now]:

Magda reminds you to not forget your sunscreen

"Who are they?" The blonde was a little more awake than earlier.

"Just Magda and Pernille...and Niamh and Mapi." You replied before quickly texting, 'don't tell anything to Chloe; it's not official' to Ella and Lauren.

"Okay, now come back to sleep with me." The winger said, but you reluctantly declined the proposition.

"I really want that, but the girls are coming for lunch and I need to cook something," the Mancunian groaned and grabbed her phone.

"It's only 9 a.m."

"Yeah, I know, but I also have to call my sister and make our breakfast." You informed her and kissed her forehead before leaving the bedroom.

Chloe wanted to go back to sleep, but she couldn't without you, so she just checked her notifications and saw a text from Lauren.

Lauren[8:43 a.m]:

I have a big surprise for you

Chloe [8:57 a.m]:

???

Lauren[now]:

I heard someone say that we will pair together for the world cup

Chloe[now]:

Like always🙄

Your girlfriend knew there was something that her friend didn't tell her, but she didn't want to push her. When the winger finally came to the kitchen, she saw you cook with one of her Manchester City training kits. She approached you carefully, wrapped her arms around your waist, and landed her head on your shoulder.

"How can I help you?" She asked you.

"Just sit and look pretty." You commanded.

A few minutes later, Chole was sitting on the kitchen counter scrolling through TikTok while you were cooking. Everything was good until she found a tik-tok talking about the departure of Ona. It was not surprising at first, but the video caught her attention when the person behind it started to speculate about your possible departure to join Barcelona too. Of course, some fans had theories about you coming back to Spain after a lot of years in England.

You were too focused to not burn your breakfast and texted your sister that you hadn't noticed your girlfriend looking at you suspiciously; honestly, some theories started to gain her attention. She knew that last season you denied the offer of a Spanish team that wanted you, justifying it by the fact that you wanted to finish your contract with the Blues, but now what is keeping you in England?

"Babe? What do you think about going to Barcelona?" The winger asked you.

You took a moment to think about it. "Uh, I don't know; we need to schedule for the next season and wait until you come back from Australia, hopefully with a trophy, and I also need to ask Maps if it's good for her to let us stay in her apartment." You explained, totally unaware of the true meaning behind this simple question.

"Oh, okay." There was a little silence; she continued to scroll on her phone until you finished your episode. You turned your eyes off your phone and made your way to the blonde, leaving some kisses on her face, making the English girl giggle. "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry." You replied.

"But you're cooking."

"Yes, and I finished it, so let's do something together." You finished your sentence with a trail of kisses from her lips to her neck.

"Babe, the girls are coming in 2 hours." She stopped you.

"I know."

"And you just cook the breakfast."

"I think I can do something in a little more than an hour, so let's have a little time for us." You said lifting her from the chair made her yelp and almost let her phone slip.

"Twenty minutes." She whispered firmly, just a few centimeters away from your lips.

"Twenty minutes." You agreed before leading her to the bedroom.

~~~

Twenty minutes later, you were both in the bathroom taking a bath, and she was sitting in front of you with her back against your chest. You were playing with her hands and the water, trying to steal some kisses between her giggles.

"Did you finish packing your things?" You asked, and she hummed to reply. "Are you sure? Did you pack some tissues? Alana said it was really cold there during this period of the year."

"Yes, don't worry. I checked everything twice." She replied, you wanted to say something, but she cut you off. "No, I'll not unpack everything to let you check." She prevented you.

You sighed and landed your head on her shoulder. "I'm just worried, mi corazon. The last time you flew somewhere without me, you almost forgot your passport." You reminded her, and she chuckled.

"Yes, but don't worry, Lauren will not let it happen again." She joked, and you nodded.

"Okay, I love being here with you, but we will have a lot of hungry girls in one hour, and I need to start to cook." You said getting out of the bathtub.

"How can I help you now?" Chloe asked again.

You thought a moment before replying, "Nothing; just stay there and look good for me." You said and gave her a little on her forehead.

"There is someone who's really looking good right now." She replied with a flirtatious tone.

"Pervert!" You shot just before taking your towel and leaving the room.

~~~

An hour later, you were finishing a paella request by almost every girl while you were making conversation with the citizen until someone rang at the door. When Chloe opened the door, she was met with none less than ten girls chatting loudly. You smiled when you heard the noises coming from the living room. You didn't have time to go to the kitchen before hearing two voices enter the room.

"Y/n!!" Georgia called you very excited.

"Why do you always look surprised to see me, knowing I almost live here?" You asked and accepted her hug.

"I missed you." The midfielder said.

"Me too, pequeña soldadera (little warrior)." 

"You still use this Spanish nickname?" 

"Always." You said with a cocky smile before walking to the other girl in the room. "Hola, I didn't think you would come." You said to Leila, your national teammates, well, not anymore because you were one of 'The 15'.

"Where do you want me to be? I mean, I'll never say no to free food and cooking by the best Spanish cooker in Manchester, no, in England." The older defender said.

"You say it because Ona came back to Barça?" You asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Maybe." She replied, almost questioning herself; you gasped and playfuly slapped her arm.

"Don't worry, Y/n, you're still my favourite Spanish cooker." Georgia said while the three of you were joining the others in the kitchen.

"You say that because you don't have any Spanish teammates in Munich." You replied, and the girls laughed.

In the living room, there were more guests than you planned. There were Ella Toone, Alessia Russo, Maya Le Tissier, Katie Zelem, and Mary Earps, your Manchester's players friends—well, it was no longer valid for Alessia—and there were Chloe's City's teammates: Alana Kennedy, Lauren Hemp, Alex Greenwood, Laila Ouahabi, Laia Alexandri, and Esme Morgan. And some pluses: Keira Walsh and Lucy Bronze were here because they were ex-city players; McKenzie Arnold, who was brought by Alana (you always liked her, so why not); and of course your best friend Georgia Stanway, who brought Leah Williamson to complete their famous trio.

"Now that I see it from here, it's a lot of people." Laila said.

"You even invited some people who don't play for Manchester." Georgia commented, referring to McKenzie and Leah. You and the defender just looked at her before exchanging a confused look.

"A veces me pregunto cómo se hicieron mejores amigos. (Sometimes I'm really wondering how you two became best friends.)" The older woman said to you.

"¿Por qué? técnicamente no es falso. (Why? Technically, it's not false.)" You replied before a body crashed against you. "Wow, calmate Ella." You said laughing a little.

"Please tell me you'll choose the right Manchester." The offensive midfielder whispered to you with a big pout.

"Uh, yes? I mean, yeah, but why do you ask?"

"The girls find an article saying that since Ona made her comeback in Barcelona, you could leave too." Alessia informed you. In the corner of the couch, almost no one noticed, but Chloe tensed when she heard what Alessia said—almost no one because Laia wrapped an arm around the winger to ease her mind.

"Okay, I don't know what you're talking about, but let's eat because it'll get cold." You avoided the question, and that didn't go unnoticed by three players.

After eating in a very good atmosphere, you spent all your time cuddling Chloe and making jokes with Leah and Laila about the fact that you weren't selected for the World Cup. Some girls decided to watch a movie, and you happily agreed. You were in the kitchen making some snacks when you heard someone clearing their throats. Before hearing some footsteps, you turned around to see Ella, Georgia, and Laila exchanging looks.

"Are you alright, girls?" You asked a little confused.

"Y/n, can we talk?" The Red Devil asked a little shyly.

"Yeah, I just need to give this to the girls." You said referring to the plate of snacks in front of you.

"Yes, of course, we will wait." Georgia said you noticed something strange in her tone, but you didn't question it. Only two minutes later, you were back in the room with the three women.

You sat beside Ella in front of Georgia and Laila. "Is there something wrong?" You asked when none of them spoke.

"Y/n, we've known each other for a long time now, don't we?" Ella asked, and you nodded.

You clearly remember the day you met her for the first time and the time you became friends. It was during the season 17/18, you just left Athletico Madrid to try your luck in England at Everton. There you met Chloe for the first time, and it instantly clicked; it was love at first sight. For Tooney, you met her the first time you played against her, when she was playing for the other team in Manchester.

For Georgia, you met her in the street of the city before you saw her again on the pitch, but she was very kind with you, and for someone who had been in a new country for only a few months, you were very grateful. She helped you progress in English, and she even gave you some advice with your girlfriend when she was just your crush.

And for Laila, you met her for the first time while you visited your sister in Spain while she was playing for Barça. When you made your first step on the senior national team, she helped you (with your sister, Jeni, and Alexia, of course) with everything and every question, and you both play as defenders, so you trained together. When she came to Manchester, Mapi made a promise to take care of you, even if it was you who helped her the most when she was still installing.

"Yeah?" You replied, a little unsure of where it would end.

"So can you be honest with us? So about earlier, you know we will not be angry if you leave." Laila reassured you.

"Yeah, I know it's just that everything is complicated, and I don't want to leave Chloe." You said. Talking about her, your girlfriend was about to make her way in the kitchen, but she stopped when she heard her name. She knew it was very bad, but she couldn't help herself.

"Is it Barcelona?" Georgia asked, and you nodded, making the midfielder grumble, "Why do they want you when they already signed Ona?" 

"Because we didn't play at the same position." You said. "But they're not the only ones who made offers. There are also Wolfsburg and Paris Saint Germain." 

"Why don't you come with me to Bayern?" 

"No, if you need to leave, you should come to Manchester City."

"Or you can join me here."

"Okay girls, let's forget about it; they gave me until the end of the month to accept it or not. Now, let's just watch a movie and chill until you have to leave." You stopped their debate. Before you could see her, Chloe quickly came back on the couch beside Lauren, and you sat on her other side.

The rest of the day, your girlfriend seemed preoccupied by something, but she refused to tell you what.

The lunch was very cool; everybody was happy, and the girls didn't split anything. The next day, the girls had to leave, and you had a flight to Spain that you couldn't miss.

~~~

Your holidays were pretty good; you were just enjoying life with your sister, but somewhere you were missing your girlfriend. Because the World Cup was in New Zealand and Australia, you weren't awake at the same time.

On the other side of the world, Chloe was missing you, really missing you. She could handle every time you spent your holiday in Spain with your family, but now it wasn't a holiday for her, and you should be here with your national team. Unfortunately for her, every time she thought she couldn't miss you more, Lauren James, and Niamh were talking about you.

For you, after a week and a half in Spain, you had to fly back to England before going to Australia. You arrived in Australia between two matches of the Lionesses and, more importantly, just two days before the public training.

Knowing you would come to their training session, Lauren Hemp and Ella couldn't stop teasing Chloe about how much she missed you.

At the training, everyone was more focused knowing that it was public. You successfully found a place not so far from the ground as to not be immediately recognized. Chloe nailed it pretty well; she had only one thing on her mind: finish this and quickly come back to the hotel to call you.

When training finished, the citizen stayed behind to talk with fans and take pictures. She was not alone because Georgia and Ella were following her and, most importantly, looking for you. Stopping in front of a group of girls, the three started to do as usual until something caught Georgia's attention.

"Hey, look at that," she said to Ella, holding a Manchester City shirt someone gave her.

"It's the new one." Ella commented, and the Red Devil turned the shirt to find a big surprise. The two midfielders exchanged a confused look before looking at the crowd and finally seeing you.

"No way," Georgia whispered.

"It's a betrayal." You saw Ella mouthing Being too focused on you, they didn't see their teammates coming until the shirt slipped out of the Bayern player's hand.

"Where did you find that?" Chloe asked, but she didn't wait for answers before starting to sign it. It was just after she finished that she decided to look at the back. She paused for a moment. She thought it was a mistake or just a joke until she heard someone speak.

"I hope you like my surprise." You said this after you noticed she was too stunned to speak. Hearing your voice brought the winger back to reality; she looked at you, more surprised and happy than she ever was.

She didn't wait too long before she trapped you in a bone-crushing hug. You stayed like this for a few seconds until she pulled away, immediately closing the gap between you with a lovely kiss.

"I missed you too, mi corazon." You said after you pulled away when oxygen was needed.

"But what are you doing here, and most importantly, what is this?" She asked and showed you the shirt she just signed.

"Let's just say that I have a new team, and I wanted to announce it to you before you see it on the internet." You replied.

"So it's not a joke? We'll really play together next season?" She asked like it was the most unthinkable thing in the world.

"Yes, we will." You confirmed.

"But, Barcelona, and your sister?"

"Well, yeah, I'm really impatient to play with my sister again, but I think it can wait a little longer. And technically, I'm more related to Athletico Madrid than Barça."

"I don't know what to say. It's incredible; I would never believe that this day would come." She cupped your face and pressed her lips against yours just before being interrupted by her teammate.

"Traitor!" Ella yelled, making you laugh.

"Don't worry, I have another one for you." You said before throwing a shirt at her. She made a fake disgusting face, making you laugh again.

"I only keep it because you're my best friend." The United's players informed you.

"Yeah, yeah, but don't forget you also played for them."

"Sorry, I can't hear you." She said with her hands pressing against her ears.

"Okay, now I think you need to go, but don't worry, I'll come stay there to hopefully see you lift the trophy." You said to your girlfriend before giving her a last peck on the lips.

"I already miss you." The blonde striker said.

"I know; now go and win this for us." 

"I promise."

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[delusional-dinosaurr]

What Was That For? (Alexia Putellas x Reader)

Ooooh boy, it’s been a while! I managed to get the writing gears turning so here’s a little one!

It's the Champions League final night in Eindhoven, Lyon versus Chelsea. Chelsea managed to knock out Barcelona in the semi-finals which you were sad but also relieved about, as you're friends with a lot of the Barcelona girls and you didn't fancy facing them in the final.

You used to play for Arsenal, alongside your childhood friend Leah Williamson, but the offer from Lyon was impossible to deny just under 2 years ago. Since then you've become fairly close with the Lyon girls, mainly Daan as you and her left Arsenal at the same time and have been living together ever since. This was your first big final as you didn't make the England euros squad due to an injury, you instead supported your country and some of your friends on other teams. You were obviously still going to attend every match and support your friends and fellow teammates, and also just watch some quality football. You watched all the Spain matches you could too as many of your friends played for the team. Unfortunately you missed out on seeing Alexia Putellas playing due to her also being injured, instead you were blessed with being seated next to her for most matches.

You and Alexia spent a lot of time together during the tournament, grabbing food together, you helped her with stairs as she didn't have a lot of strength in her leg. You had basically become each-others support for the few weeks of the matches, and still talk everyday.

Although one morning, you did wake up the day after the England celebration next to the Spaniard, and neither of you regretted that night. Since then you've had a few nights of being a bit too comfy for 'just friends', regardless of that, you were both happy which is all that mattered.

You sit next to Daan in the locker room and pull over your #16 jersey. You feel a hand steady your bouncing knee.

"Stop that, how about a distraction from your nerves?" Daan says squeezing your knee.

"A distraction? Wait until Ellie hears about this!" You say a little louder for Ellie Carpenter to hear.

"Do what you've gotta do to calm her down babe!" Ellie says winking at you, causing both you and Daan to break out into laughter. Daan perches on your lap and wraps her arms around you and gives you a little squeeze before getting back up. This is something she did back at Arsenal too, as it helped calm your nerves.

"But seriously, I mean a proper distraction. Why don't you call someone? Your mum? Or that secret lover of yours?" She suggests. "My mum is in the crowd so it's gonna be impossible to hear her, and there's no secret lover!" You nudge her shoulder with yours. "Explain the marks you had on your shoulders when you came back from the Arnold Cup, and the last break" Daan smirks at you knowingly. "I can't believe you've been checking me out in the changing rooms!" You joke whilst smacking her leg. "I don't blame her if she does" Ellie perches on the bench next to you "Plus Y/N, those marks weren't that subtle mate" she smiles at you. "It was uh, just a bit of fun with a friend" You say awkwardly whilst picking at your hands, avoiding eye contact with your two best friends. "Hmmm, I doubt it, but I'll quit interrogating you. For now at least. Bad habit, stop that" Daan grabs your hands to stop you picking at them. "Yeah yeah, I know" you laugh, and hear your phone ping, your eyes instantly dart to your phone as does Daan's. "Nope!" You snatch your phone before Daan could grab it from your side. You quickly scan the message, of course Alexia has sent you a good luck message. Ale: Good luck Y/N, I'll be watching the whole match and cheering you along! Maybe I'll even have a surprise for you next time I see you if you win;) You respond with a simple heart as you're being ushered out to the pitch, you audibly gulp at the idea of a surprise from her, knowing full well her intentions. It was nice to know Alexia was watching you from home, although you did find it slightly nerve wracking at the same time. 

━━━━━ The first half of the match is uneventful, you weren't in the starting 11 so you've been sat patiently with Lindsey Horan, cracking jokes to ease nerves. "Y/N you're up, You're replacing Amandine in 10" One of the coaching staff says whilst tapping your shoulder. "Go score me a worldie Y/N" Lindsey hugs you. "You're up too Horan" Another staff member calls her over. She starts taking off her coat and warming up alongside you. After those 10 minutes you both get subbed on and Amandine gives you a big hug. The match goes on somewhat smoothly with you assisting a goal for Ellie but Sam Kerr scoring in the 85th minute. You continue playing into extra time, all getting somewhat frustrated at yourselves for fumbling the ball and becoming a bit too aggressive. No goals were scored by either team in the first half of extra time. You look out at the crowd as you head to the side-lines for the half time of extra time. You listen to their cheers, hearing the chant the fans have made for players echoing around the stadium. You look at the family and friends section and see your mum grinning and waving at you wildly alongside your dad, brother and sister. Next to her is not who you expected to see, Alexia Putellas. Your grin only gets bigger as she gives you a small wave, whilst continuing a conversation with your mum. Your family knows Alexia from when you introduced them to each other during the Euros. They got on super well, it also massively helped with your mum being Spanish so that Alexia didn't have to panic about translating to English. Your dad on the other hand knows very limited Spanish. You take a sip from your drink at the side-lines whilst your team are discussing tactics and possibly penalty taking order. You dread the thought of penalties, they're never fun. You head back to your position ready to start the final half, exhausted but after seeing your family and Alexia watching, it has given you that boost you needed.

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 You all start getting very desperate with 5 minutes of added time due to an injury. Lindsey is prepping for a throw in which you receive effortlessly, you notice Chelsea being looser on defending, so you make sure to pass to Daan whilst the opportunity is there. You run forward without being offside for Daan to whip the ball into the box, and for the ball to connect with foot. You're at a 1v1 with the keeper, you feint as if you're going left and chip the ball over the keeper. You watch the net bulge at the back and hear the roar of the crowd, you run over to where your family and Alexia are seated and point at them. "That one was for you!" You blow them a kiss as your team catch up with you and jump on you. "You did not just chip a keeper in the Champions League final Y/N!" Ellie says jumping into your arms.

You rush back to position to play out the remaining few minutes until you hear the final whistle go. Rather than celebrating you go around and chat to the Chelsea players that are slouched over or sat on the floor.

"You cheeky fucker" Millie Bright says hugging you "Well done though mate, move to Chelsea?"

"Never in your wildest dreams" You laugh hugging her back. Eventually after chatting with the majority of the team, you see all your teammates celebrating to the side and Ellie comes barrelling towards you with a bottle in her hand, so you run away from her laughing. Eventually she does catch you, well Lindsey caught you and held you hostage, and they both covered you in champagne. The medal and trophy ceremony continues, you can feel yourself welling up with pride, all your hard work had finally paid off. Some of your teammates started running over to their families and friends, which were now allowed on the pitch to enjoy the celebrations with the team. You spot your family and Alexia who are busy chatting until a staff member pulls her away. Alexia seems to have been dragged away for a post match interview as everyone is a bit starstruck with her in attendance. You bolt towards your family and give them hugs and talk about the match, they cant stop smiling at you and saying how proud they are. "Where's Alexia?" You ask your mum. "Oh Ale is over there, she wouldn't stop talking about you" She points over to the side of the pitch where Alexia is now talking with Daan and Ellie. "ALE!" You yell, watching her turn around as you sprint in her direction, you can already see the questioning looks from your two best friends who were enjoying a nice conversation with the Spaniard after she had finished an interview.

She has a massive grin plastered on her face as she holds her arms out for you. You wrap your arms around her and tuck your head into her neck.

"Ew you're all sweaty" She fakes disgust.

"You weren't complaining the other night" You joke in response causing Alexia to blush.

“Fuck it” you lean in to kiss Alexia. You can feel her already smiling into the kiss and holding her hands around the back of your neck. You’ve kissed many times before but this one felt different. It was warm, comforting and loving. You eventually break apart to look at eachother.

"What was that for?" She asks you whilst pushing some hair out of your face. "I don't want this anymore Ale, I want to be able to call you mine, like properly" You say confidently, the post winning high giving you that boost in your confidence.

"I'm all yours Y/N, I'm so fucking proud of you" She smiles and kisses you again.

"OH MY GOD ALEXIA PUTELLAS IS Y/N's MYSTERY FRIEND THAT SHE SLEEPS WITH!" Ellie gasps.

"How did they already know?" Alexia groans.

"Well someone wasn't so good at not leaving marks on her girlfriend" Daan winks at you.

"Hey! She's not my..- Wait a second. Are we like, official now?" You ask Alexia.

"I’d like to think so after that!" She grins, you nod in response.

"In that case, what me and my GIRLFRIEND do in our spare time is our business!" You say with your hands on your hips, causing the others to laugh.

"Speaking of that" Alexia smirks at you. Your teammates fake gags and heaving, resulting in laughter from the both of you.

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You all end up partying until late, you didn't drink as you wanted to make sure you'd remember the night you not only confessed to Alexia that you want her to be yours, but the night you won the Champions League title. You eventually left the afterparty, being dragged by your now girlfriend to her hotel room.

"Now for the surprise for winning, I bought myself a present" She takes her hoodie off to reveal a Lyon jersey with your surname on it, you audibly gasp seeing her wearing something with your name on it. You manage to mumble out a quiet 'Oh my god' which she laughs at.

"Oh don't worry there's more where that came from" She giggles whilst removing the shirt, revealing some new lingerie which took your breath away instantly.

"Best. Day. Ever!" You cheer.

[phereinnike]

OMINIS LORE DROPPED BY DIALOGUE AT THE END OF THE HISTORY OF MAGIC CLASS QUEST!

Pardon if the wording isn't exact, as you can see by the screenshot I'm playing in spanish, but here are some dialogue lines Ominis speaks to Natty and you if you stay to listen after finishing the History of Magic class map quest:

Quidditch:

"Next season the Chudley Cannons will be invincible, you'll see!

"My father was a great seeker and he always thought I'd be one too. Thank Merlin they cancelled quidditch."

"I miss attending the matches. Cheering everyone was very fun. And watching Isaac Cooper."

"My friends and I like to spend the evenings watching the sun set from the quidditch pitch. This year it isn't much good for anything else, unfortunately."

"I spent the entire summer practicing a full turn on a broom. What a waste!"

Family:

"This is the first year my sister is in Hogwarts. Whenever she pretends she doesn't see me in the corridors I make her trip with a jinx."

"This is the first year my siblings and I are together at Hogwarts. Our poor mother doesn't know what to do with so much time on her hands, so she knits. She sends us a new sweater each week."

"You try to work with a wand that has been through your three disastrous sisters."

"My father says he used to hide his homework under his bed."

"I used to write to my parents every week. Now I can't recall the last time I sent them an owl, do you think they know i'm still alive?"

"I hadn't met any of my cousins until i came to Hogwarts and saw that we were all in the same house."

"My brother has promised to give me his old broom when he saves up enough to buy himself a new one. I can't wait!"

Studies/teachers:

"If I manage to stop dissappearing my class notes while practicing evanesco I might even pass the Transfigurations O.W.L. this year."

"Professor Weasley is a trully incredible teacher. She never makes us write scrolls longer than necessary."

"Professor Weasley is already preparing me for the Transfigurations N.E.W.T."

"The other day Professor Black looked at me in the Great Hall and I spat my breakfast. I don't know if he might've taken it the wrong way."

"What a relieve that Black's children are too young to attend Hogwarts. I'd hate having my father as headmaster."

"Obviously, Hogwarts is the best magic school in the world. Everyone knows that. Of course, we'll be the best at magic in the world."

"Professor Howin is going to ask us about aquatic animals next week. I can't wait to tell her I saw a kelpie in Ireland this summer."

"I took my copy of 1000 Herbs and Magical Fungy to Herbology and left it in the greenhouse next to the mandrake seedbeds. Sharp was horrified by the fact that i didn't have it in class. He said I needed to sort out my priorities."

"Everyone is afraid of Professor Sharp, but not me. He's a brilliant man. And he has only yelled at me twice this week for setting my cloak on fire."

"I wonder how Sharp injured his leg. Surely, it must've been during his time as an auror."

"You should hear Shah talk about Divination. It's a miracle Onai's ears aren't burning. I'd say stars are more knowledgeable than cards."

"I'm still having a hard time brewing antidotes. I'm surprised to many of them ask for mandrakes. I'll make sure I set my career goals far away from that."

"That reminds me, did miss Scribner say we could take the book out at night or that she'd punish us if we did?"

"I've notices that if I pretend to pay attention in Potions, Sharp lets me be. It works well enough, unless he asks me a question. Then it's not a good plan at all. Actually, I wouldn't recommend it."

"Sharp caught me making faces behind his back. It was horrible... not to speak of all the house points I lost."

"if someone needs help with their studies or homework, I don't mind lending them a hand. Yesterday I wrote half a scroll for Binns during lunch break."

"I have no problem saying I have trouble understanding that Black is married. What kind of witch would give her hand to a man like that? On the other hand, that means there's hope for everyone."

"I need dragon-skin gloves for Herbology. I refuse to touch chinese chomping cabbages with my naked hands."

"Why aren't we allowed to use gillyweed? What's the point of learning Herbology if we can't mess around with gillyweed? If by the end of the trimester I haven't personally met a mermaid I'll be mad."

[unlike others] "I do like Transfigurations. The complex and precisse nature of transfigurations is admirable."

"I met some of my best friends in Flying class. Nothing strenghtes a bond like thinking you're going to die."

"Professor Weasley must be exhausted doing all her work and then Black's. We're lucky to have her."

Slytherin house:

"Someone got home-made chocolate cauldrons and shared them in the common room. But I think they might've confused the sugar with salt. There were half-eaten chocolate cauldrons in the common room for days."

"I don't know why each common room has a secret entrance. Who would want to go to another common room? We got sorted to our houses for a reason."

"Our dorm is atrocious. I wish people cleaned up after themselves once in a while. Last night a bundimun ate my homework. The potions one, too."

"I like to have a wiggenweld potion under my bed. Not to name any names but someone spent a lot of money on Zonko's."

"My side of the dorm is always impeccable, but I can't say the same about my dorm-mates. If I didn't know them I'd say they were raised by trolls."

Others:

"Has there been any news about the Pitt-upon-Ford Dragon? It makes me want to move, to be honest."

"My great-aunt was a Hufflepuf. She says they have the best common room because it's the calmest. Well, compared to the others."

"I wish I had brought a pet owl to school. I mean, I love my toad. More or less. You wouldn't be interested in getting a toad, would you?"

"Do all professors have their own owls? They must sent lots of letters. To the Ministry or something like that."

"So many letters arrive every day and none are for me."

"If i turn my toad into a cup again, I think it might insist I leave it like that."

"I'd like to retire in Hogsmead. Open a bar. Bore Hogwart's students with my childhood stories."

"I'd like to have a shop in Hogsmead one day. Gladrags Wizardwear could use some competition."

"I guess I'm curious about the beautification potion. What? It's not for me, idiot! It's for a friend. Don't say dumb things."

"Has there been any new about the Pitt-upon-Ford Dragon? It makes me want to move, to be honest."

"My great-aunt was a Hufflepuf. She says they have the best common room because it's the calmest. Well, compared to the others."

"Do all professors have their own owls? They must sent lots of letters. To the Ministry or something like that."

"So many letters arrive every day and none are for me."

"If i turn my toad into a cup again, I think it might insist I leave it like that."

"Have you been by the owlery lately? the house elves haven't been cleaning much this week."

"The other day Peeves distracted me and I bumped right into Adelaide Oakes. Both our books went up flying int he air. Peeves loved it."

"I don't like the size of my legs. Well, you were asking the other day, so I'm telling you."

"I had been collecting chizpurfle fangs all trimester when I thought, why not keep some chizpurfles."

"I really pity those who never get owl-post, poor guys. Have you seen their faces in the great hall?"

"I've heard girls talk about african snake skin near the bathroom. Do you think they're brewing pollyjuice? Oh, what if they've already brewed it and Sharp is actually that hufflepuff girl with the long arms?"

"Today I'm going to the green-houses to sow some knotgrass. Did you know it's used for pollyjuice potion? I think it's what creates the connection to the other person."

"There's an ex-auror living near Hogsmead. She wants to live a quiet life after fighting dark wizards."

"Do you know where I can get leaping toadstoll caps?"

"I just don't get it. Opalum. Who would think to put that in a potion?"

"The other day I got stuck in the Great Staircase for an hour waiting for it to change. Sharp wouldn't believe me when I told him that's why I was late."

"Parry Pippin sure did save me with his wiggenweld potion. In my opinion, his shop's better than any of the ones in London."

"Did you buy your bitterroot from Pippin or did you pick it up yourself? I need some desperately."

That's all I got after staying to listen for about an hour <3

[vilevenom]

I took a break from writing for a bit, and now I'm dipping my toes into the Sonic fandom. This is essentially just a quick little thing I wrote to try and get a bit of a handle on how I'd like to characterize them. P.S - I wrote it mostly on a whim, and a little bit while recovering from a migraine, soooo...yeah. No Ray of Sunlight's Ever Lost Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog (no specific media) Pairing: Gen, Sonic/Shadow Summary: The idea of Shadow getting injured wasn't new to Sonic. But the possibility of him dying was certainly new A.K.A: These boys are emotionally constipated Warning: Descriptions of blood/injury

Blue had always been a color that brought Shadow great comfort. His memories were clouded and distorted on the best of days, but he could vividly recall the light blue dress that Maria wore as frequently as she could get away with. He remembered how soft the fabric had been as he clutched at it while Maria held him tight after an especially harrowing battery of tests, and how warm he'd felt in her embrace as she scooped him into her lap to read from her favorite book on sleepless nights.

Later, when that sweet cornflower blue became tainted with red, a different shade would emerge into his life. A stark, vivid cobalt that would enrage and taunt him at first, only to later bloom into an odd sort of warmth in his chest. It was a constant that Shadow could count on, no matter how dire the situation seemed to be. That bright blue would appear and set everything to rights with a razer sharp grin and a handful of quippy remarks.

He never truly realized just how much he'd come to value it until it was, perhaps, a bit too late.

~

As long as Sonic had known Shadow they had fought against and with one another. Even if the later was often quite begrudging on the hybrids part. It was something Sonic never meant to take for granted, really, but when push came to shove, he knew Shadow would be at his side, if the situation called for it. He knew as dour and irritable as Shadow could be, there was a heart of gold buried somewhere in his chest. After all, the chaos loved him, and he'd seen how he acted around Cream.

So, when Robotnik had attacked, and Sonic was on the ropes, he'd only grinned as a familiar steak of black and red flashed across the battlefield towards him.

"Took you long enough to get here, slow poke," Sonic teased as Shadow came to a stop next to him, his quills already bristled and a scowl on his face.

"Some of us have red tape to cut before they can take action, faker," Shadow snarked back, folding his arms over his chest as Sonic snorted a laugh at him.

"That's your own fault for working for G.U.N," Sonic said with a shrug.

"I don't have time to have such a childish argument with you again," Shadow grunted, taking off without a backward glance. He took down a badnik with, perhaps, a bit more force than strictly necessary as he went, which caused Sonic to laugh.

"Ah, Shadow, So easy to rile up," Sonic muttered to himself, before following in his self proclaimed rivals wake.

The battle went on as such for longer than Sonic would have liked, but with Shadow and his friends helping to beat back Eggman's forces, it was obvious that the tide of battle was quickly shifting and coming to an end. Unfortunately, that was usually when Robotnik lashed out in one last, desperate attempt to flip the fight back in his favor. Sonic knew this, it was how all their battles tended to go. He should have been paying better attention. He should have been looking in the other direction. He should have heard Tails shout. There were so many things, looking back, that Sonic truly wished he'd done to change the way the last moments of their skirmish had played out.

He'd been grinning at Amy as she smashed her hammer into a badnik, taking a brief moment to catch his breath, figuring his friends could handle themselves and the last few bots scattered around. His ear had twitched in Tails' direction as he caught his brother yelling something, but he didn't turn to see what it was as his attention was caught by the sudden look of horror on Amy's face. He opened his mouth to ask her what was wrong, only to grunt as something slammed into his side, sending him flying from his perch atop a downed badnik and into the dirt. Finally, he turned his head to shout at whoever had pushed him, only to be met with a sight that would be burned into his mind eye, seeing it in vivid detail every time he closed his eyes for quite some time.

Shadow stood where Sonic once was, eyes wide as he stared down at the blue hedgehog. A choking little wheeze escaped his lips as time seemed to freeze as Sonic's mind caught up to what he was seeing. The metallic glint of silver was protruding from Shadow's chest where it ought not be, and thick rivulets of blood were oozing from the spot where the blade met Shadows fur. A stunned look of surprise was on Shadow's face, as if he couldn't quite fathom what had just happened.

As quickly as it occurred the moment was suddenly over, as Shadow was jerked backwards through the air, the blade sticking out of his chest attached to a chain that was being retracted by the robot wielding it. A scream that would haunt Sonic in his sleep ripped through the air as Shadow collided with the robot holding the blade, the impact inevitably driving it deeper through his chest.

By the time Sonic had shaken himself from his stupor and scrambled back up onto his feet, Robotnik had fled, Knuckles had crushed the robot that had skewered Shadow, and Rouge was gently lowering the hybrid to the ground with the blade very much still protruding from his chest.

Sonic rushed to Shadow and Rouge once he'd spotted them, Tails and Amy quick to follow, as both had witnessed what had happened. He skidded to his knees next to his fallen friend, Shadow hiccupping little breaths of air, foamy bubbles of blood trickling from his lips with each labored half-breath he managed.

"Take the blade out," Sonic said in a panic, reaching for the tip of the blade, only to flinch back as Rouge slapped his hand away.

"You want to watch him bleed out right here!?" she snapped, holding Shadow protectively close while being mindful of the blade. "It's got to stay put until we can get him to a doctor."

"Shouldn't his restorative powers keep that from happening?" Tails asked, fidgeting next to Sonic. "We've seen him heal from similar wounds."

"None that were straight through like this," Rouge grumbled, her ears perking up as she noticed Omega finally making his way across the battlefield towards them. "This is bigger and deeper than anything I've seen him deal with, and I am not gonna risk losing him just so Blue doesn't have a melt down."

When Omega halted next to the little group, Rouge had Knuckles help to settle the injured hybrid in the robots arms so he could be carried back to, assumedly, G.U.N headquarters. "We'll get you all fixed up, sugar, don't you fret," Rouge quietly assured Shadow, who looked dazed as he continued to struggle with getting air into his lungs and they began their trek back towards the city.

Meanwhile, Rouge's words to Sonic rattled around in his head. What did she mean by 'lose him'? Shadow would be fine. He was "ageless", after all. Didn't that mean he was practically immortal?

"I mean…Ageless just means he won't age. I don't think that means he can't die," Tails murmured next to him, Sonic jerked in surprise at his brothers voice. He hadn't meant to say any of that out loud. "He has an amazing capacity for healing, but Rouge had a point. If a wound is bad enough, and he doesn't have medical attention fast enough…well…" Tails trailed off, looking uncomfortable even as he spoke.

"I don't think that was as comforting as you thought it was, Tails," Knuckles snorted, folding his arms over his chest as the fox kit turned to look down at his brother with a wince.

"That's not to say he won't heal! They'll probably get him back to G.U.N in plenty of time, and with some surgery, I'm sure he'll be just fine!" Tails was quick to try and reassure, waving his hands through the air.

Sonic stared after Team Dark, shakily rising to his feet after a beat. "I'm going with them."

"Sonic," Amy sighed, resting a hand on his shoulder, "You know G.U.N doesn't like it when you show up at their headquarters unannounced. Rouge and Omega have Shadow. He'll be okay."

Sonic shrugged off Amy's hand, stepping away from her with a short shake of his head. "He's hurt because I wasn't paying enough attention. I need to make sure he's okay."

Before any of his friends could get another word in edge wise, Sonic took off after Team Dark, skidding to a stop and then trotting along next to Omega. Rouge cast him the briefest of glances, but otherwise didn't say anything as they walked with purpose towards a van that Sonic presumed would take them back to G.U.N. He glanced up at Omega, though the robot gave him no mind, before carefully reaching out to gently take Shadow's hand. The hybrid blinked sluggishly at the contact, tilting his head slightly so he could see the blue hedgehog keeping pace with them.

"Hey," Sonic said, forcing a lopsided smile on his lips, and forcing himself not to notice how the white fluff on Shadow's chest was now a vivid red that almost matched his quills, "Thanks for the save. I'm gonna make sure those goons heal you up, okay?"

A quiet little hitch of breath left Shadow, before he managed to make a low humming sound. Sonic's smile became a little less forced as Shadows fingers squeezed around his own.

~

Irritation and anxiety flowed freely through Sonic as he bounced his leg incessantly where he sat outside the room they'd rushed Shadow into. Predictably, they'd tried to keep Sonic from following Team Dark into G.U.N headquarters, but a quick, waspish remark from Rouge and an easy dodge from Sonic kept the blue blur at Shadow's side. It wasn't until a doctor forced Sonic out of the room with comments about sanitation and distractions that Sonic acquiesced to waiting outside.

Eventually, Rouge had Omega steal a couple of chairs from somewhere and the two sat in silence outside the room, Rouge with a book she'd produced from Chaos only knew where, and Sonic anxiously winding himself up.

The thought had never even occurred to him before that Shadow could get hurt enough to die. He'd seen the hybrid get stabbed six ways to Sunday, get beaten unconscious, hell, even falling to earth from orbit hadn't killed him! But now, the very real possibility of losing Shadow was gripping his heart in a way he never thought it would. The very idea that he could be facing a future without dragging the hybrid out of his apartment to race, or watching him zip into battle with a snarky comment shot in his direction was surprisingly paralyzing.

Finally, after what Sonic presumed was hours, as no clocks were to be seen in the hallway they sat in, a doctor exited the room. Sonic shot up from his chair as the door opened, his heart seizing in his chest at the sheer amount of blood on the doctors smock.

"He's stable," the doctor stated bluntly after staring Sonic down for a solid minute, before sauntering off down the hall like they hadn't nearly given the blue hedgehog a heart attack.

He didn't even given Rouge a glance as he rushed through the open door, halting at Shadow's bed side, his hands fluttering uselessly through the air over the hybrid's prone form. He had thought, for a moment, that Shadow was asleep, but was shortly met with a quite groan and red eyes peering up at him in mild irritation at his anxious movements. He did his best to ignore the bandages wrapped around Shadows chest and the seeping red stain slowly tinting them.

"Shadow!" Sonic breathed, "You're awake?"

"Mmm," the hybrid grunted, offering Rouge a small nod as she and Omega made their way into the room, "Can't use anesthesia on me. Metabolism is too fast."

Rouge offered Shadow a glass of water, which the hybrid took with a grateful little hum. As he drank he quirked a curious eyebrow at Sonic, who was simply staring at him with a dumbfounded little expression on his face.

"So you were awake for all that?"

Shadow simply nodded, handing the glass back to Rouge once he was finished.

"How did you not make any noise when they pulled the blade out?" Sonic blurted rather tactlessly, earning a glare from Rouge and a restrained snort of laughter from Shadow.

"I did," he said with a shrug, Rouge sighing next to him with a shake of her head, "All of the rooms in here are sound proof, though."

"Don't give me that look, Blue. You would've blown the door off its hinges if you'd heard him scream," Rouge said rolling her eyes at Sonic's affronted look. "Anyway, sugar, I have a feeling Blue wants to talk with you in private, so I'm gonna go do our paperwork. I'm glad you're okay." She leaned over and pressed a short kiss to Shadow's forehead, earning a disgruntled groan from Shadow.

"You? Doing paperwork? I must have died. There's no way you'd voluntarily do it otherwise," Shadow sniped, earning a light laugh from Rouge.

"I never said it was a free service," Rouge chuckled, blowing Shadow a kiss as she and Omega left the room.

Silence reigned for a beat after Rouge shut the door behind them, before Sonic let out a low whistle.

"So," he started, rocking back and forth on his heels, "You almost died saving me. What's that all about?"

Shadow slowly arched an eyebrow at Sonic, frown prominent on his muzzle. "..Tactful."

"I…Sorry, yeah. That was't-" Sonic cut himself off with a groan, dragging his hands down over his face. "Thank you. For saving me. I…You saved my life."

Shadow simply hummed, offering Sonic a slow nod. "Don't get used to it."

"I don't plan on making it a habit to put myself into that sort of situation."

"Liar."

"…Okay, you got me there," Sonic snorted, dragging a hand absently through his quills. "But…no, look, I…You scared me," he admitted quietly, "It honestly didn't even occur to me until today that you could get so severely hurt. What made you do it?"

Shadow sat silently for a moment, observing Sonic, before he finally shrugged, wincing slightly at the movement. "I moved before my mind could catch up with what I was doing."

"Ah," Sonic nodded, a sardonic little smile on his face, "Hero instincts finally kicked in, huh?"

Shadow frowned, grunting quietly as he shoved himself into somewhat of a sitting position, Sonics hands instinctively fluttering around him once again, obviously unsure as to what he could or should do. "Not hero instinct," Shadow sighed once he was settled back into his pillows, "I didn't want to see you get hurt."

"…You roundhouse kick me almost every time you see me."

"You know exactly what I mean. Don't be difficult."

Sonic let out an almost hysterical little giggle, moving to sit on the edge of the bed with a shake of his head. "I really don't think I do."

Shadow heaved a deep, but obviously difficult sigh, shutting his eyes as he tipped his head back into his pillows. He was silent for a moment, before opening his eyes and directing an intent stare at Sonic. "I've lost people who were important to me. It was an experience I am not eager to repeat."

"…I'm important to you?"

Shadow grunted, rolling his eyes at the slow grin spreading on Sonic's face. "Yes."

"Awww, Shadow!" Sonic cooed, placing his hands over his chest while fluttering his eye lashes at the other.

"Mmm, thank you for trivializing this," Shadow sighed, folding his arms over his chest with a barely perceptible wince.

"Wh-no! That's not what I-guh," Sonic grumbled, rubbing his hands over his face in frustration at himself, "I'm not trying to trivialize it." He fidgeted for a moment, his ears pinning back at the unimpressed stare down he was getting from the hybrid. "…You're important to me, too, Shadow," he finally said after a beat, letting his hands drop into his lap. "For a bit, there, I thought…I thought you were going to die. I thought one stupid mistake on my part was going to mean that I never got to see you again, and I…That's not something I want to think about again."

"Then stop doing stupid things when dealing with Robotnik," Shadow snarked, earning a light laugh from Sonic.

"No promises, but I'll do my best," Sonic hummed, offering his hand to Shadow, who looked momentarily startled by the action. Slowly he unfolded his arms and placed his hand into Sonic's, curling his fingers loosely around the other's palm.

"I'll hold you to that."

"Wouldn't expect anything less."

[pommpuriinn]

Joohyung’s eventful time in Japan

ᤣ९ synopsis- txt was going to spend a month in Japan to continue their Japan leg of the tour including being on some Japanese tv programs for some performances. Unfortunately Beomgyu did get his ankle due to an accident, so all the performances will be only 5 members dancing while he sits on a chair on stage. Then an accident happens during rehearsals for the actual concert that leads to only 4 members dancing, and Beomgyu sitting on the stage.

ᤣ९ a/n- I’m finally working on Joohyung and I’m BEHIND LOTS of content for Joohyung 🙃. I also want to say that I don’t really see aespa’s Karina as the face for Joohyung no more, Joohyung is more alternative now then how much she gave a clean girl aesthetic during debut. Idk if that makes sense 😅 I will probably sometimes use Karina’s photo just out of habit

hair| nails

𝜗℘ Joohyung once again shock everyone with her short wavy haircut along with have it bleach blonde matching with Yeonjun and Beomgyu. Seeing the reactions was making Joohyung want to laugh, but she smack her lips trying to conceal

𝜗℘ Joohyung really protective of Beomgyu right now because he hurt his ankle and now has to use crutches to get by, so when they were walking through the airport she stay close by him and held his bag along with making sure fans didn’t get too close to them

𝜗℘ tragedy struck during concert rehearsals that scared everyone because during a quick run down of the concert Joohyung was chilling near the edge of the stage, when unexpectedly the little fireworks that come out set off without warning and some sparks went until Joohyung’s eye causing her to panic and feel a burning sensation in her right eye

𝜗℘ “fuck!” Joohyung covered her eyes and started to feel the pain in it. Everyone raced to her side, as not long she started dropping a few tears. “Let me see?” The on site medic asked, but Joohyung couldn’t open her eye due to the instant pain she felt whenever she tried to open. “We have to get her to a hospital.” The members were already feeling stressed with having only 5 perform now they’re dropping it down to 4 made it worse. They even wanted to go with Joohyung to the hospital, but their team wanted them to focus on reblocking the choreo once again

𝜗℘ the good news is Joohyung’s vision was ok and all she had to do was wear an eyepatch and put on the medicine on and around her eye everyday. The bad news is that the concert was already half way done when she got out of the hospital, but she was still determined to go and perform

𝜗℘ Joohyung ended up surprising everyone as she changed into her stage outfit and walked in during the group’s ment. “Noona!” Taehyun ran to her immediately. The other boys follow, sadly Beomgyu couldn’t run knowing he’ll get scolded by the staff and members. So he opted to admired from afar. After the members had their moment with Joohyung she then ran towards Beomgyu giving him his hug

𝜗℘ the concert ending in tears Beomgyu just feels regretful for injury himself and seeing his Jooie injured. Once the members realized his tears they all immediately ran towards him. Joohyung squatted down and hugged his waist while also letting out tears because she’s frustrated with everything happening

𝜗℘ throughout all the different performances they had she would decorate her eyepatch by adding cute stickers that she has collected thru all her shopping trips that she been going on

𝜗℘ Japanese hosts and artists have been constantly complimenting Joohyung’s short hair causing her to get flustered and thanking them. She’s been going viral for her curly hair along with clips of the boys playing, running their fingers through her hair, and even making cats ears with strands of hair that are already up

𝜗℘ as the concerts continued Joohyung tried not to get her nerves the best of her since the incident, but when the little fireworks came out Joohyung yelped and covered her ears. She was experiencing a panic attack in front of everyone, Joohyung kept on performing despite the panicked look on her face and slight tightness in her chest. Finally the song ended and Joohyung faced her back to the crowd turning to control her breathing, Kai grabbed a water bottle and came to Joohyung’s side helped by holding the bottle since her hands were shaking and while rubbing her back trying to comfort her

𝜗℘ with promoting their new Japanese album of course they had to go to Japanese shows that have other artists, and with that they meet different groups or soloists. While the Japanese girl groups would originally always gush about Joohyung’s boys, this time all the girls were gushing at Joohyung! Openly admitting how cute, pretty, and handsome Joohyung is. The camera caught Soobin and Beomgyu in 4K side eyeing the singers. Protective mode activated. It didn’t help that Joohyung has a natural charm in the way she speaks and acts, best believe Beomgyu was a bit sulky at the girls flirting with his Jooie

𝜗℘ even though Joohyung has an injured eye she had a pretty eventful time in Japan some goods things and bad things happened, but it wasn’t the worst pretty decent time

[glutengoblin]

From Eden (Sebastian Sallow X Reader)

A/N: Listen, listen, listen. I know I need to put out Guilty As Sin part 3 still and I am so sorry for that. Unfortunately, both writer's block and a busy af month have played a hand in my inability to publish part 3 yet. HOWEVER, I hope you'll enjoy this small piece I speed wrote in the past couple of hours because I had an idea and wanted to roll with it. While it's not my best work, I hope it's better than nothing. This one is based on one of my favorite songs atm, "From Eden" by Hozier. I highly suggest listening to the song while you read this one:

I hope you enjoy!

(PS Sorry to Leander I just needed a shitty boyfriend)

(She/her pronouns, house neutral)

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: Some Mature Language

Disclaimer: I am not Hozier and therefore do not own the rights to "From Eden"

If someone had asked Sebastian what his favorite part of going to Hogwarts was when he was younger, he probably would have naively said the large library. Since 5th year, however, that notion had changed. His favorite part of going to Hogwarts was the ability to learn spells. After all, spells gave him power, and power had so many useful applications.

For instance, knocking Leander and his pathetic, overly chivalrous ass onto the floor during a heated round in crossed wands. Leander wasn't quite sure what made the rounds so heated between him and Sebastian. Sebastian’s occasional glance to see if she was still watching seemed to go unnoticed by his opponent. But the onslaught continued until Lucan had to declare Sebastian the winner, lest someone (Leander) actually become injured.

Sebastian was nice enough to offer Leander a hand, pulling him off the dusty floor of the clock tower with a swift tug. Leander stumbled to his feet. Once he caught himself, he brushed off his robes just as a familiar face closed in on the two men.

Y/N approached, her face looking concerned as she ran a hand over the tear in the shoulder of Leander’s robes. He simply shrugged her off, looking to Sebastian, as if to say that he had better things to do to the Y/N, who took a step back, concern still covering her face. “Say, Sebastian…”

Sebastian raised an eyebrow at this action, partly because he and Leander hardly ever talked when not absolutely required, and partly because he could not imagine just brushing off the Y/N L/N like that. If he had done that, he was sure Y/N would have hexed him half into oblivion. “Yes, Leander?”

“Why don’t we duel again sometime? Maybe outside of crossed wands, perhaps when we can finish the match properly?” His eyes dashed around, as if double-checking that no one else was overhearing the conversation. No one else, except for Y/N of course, who stood there and just rolled her eyes, partly peeved at being brushed off and partly peeved at the audacity Leander had in picking a fight when he had just been so horribly beaten.

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea, Leander.” Sebastian looked down at his hand, studying the single cut he had sustained after multiple rounds of crossed wands. “You wouldn’t want to end up horribly wounded when I would finally be allowed to show you all those very fun spells I’ve been learning during my time in the restricted section. That would certainly embarrass you in front of your girlfriend. Maybe you should listen to her more often. I’m sure she could tell you why dueling me with no restrictions is such a bad idea.” Sebastian’s smile was positively serpentine when he looked up again to meet Leander’s red face.

The Gryffindor sputtered for a moment, before simply turning away and marching off in a huff. Y/N took a moment to glare at Sebastian, before racing after her now retreating boyfriend. Sebastian watched as Y/N followed after Leander, trying to reach for his hand in a desperate attempt to make him wait for her. How Y/N, beautiful, devious, stubborn Y/N had become tangled up in a relationship with that asshole, Sebastian didn’t know. His eyes followed her form until she disappeared into a sea of robes, no doubt trying to find Leander to talk him down from doing anything drastic that would land him in detention in an instance.

Sebastian sighed, turning to walk back towards the Great Hall for dinner. By the time he made it to the courtyard, he had spotted Ominis weaving his way amongst students, evidently making his way towards dinner as well. Sebastian sped up to a jog, looping his arm through Ominis’s once he approached. “Hello Ominis,” he greeted, matching his best friend’s pace.

“Hello Sebastian. You seem… rather cheerful for it being a Monday. Do I even want to know what could improve your mood so much from this morning?” Sebastian’s chuckle reverberated on the stone walls as they made their way into the great hall and sat at their usual spot towards the end of the Slytherin table.

“Oh, every day is a good day when I get to knock Leander fucking Prewett on his ass in front of the entirety of cross wands… and he has the audacity to ask for an even more unsanctioned rematch.” Ominis’s face molded into a worried frown, as he chewed on a piece of potato.

“Please tell me you said no.”

“Oh don’t worry, I did. But not without telling him that I think he embarrassed himself in front of his girlfriend enough.” Ominis shuttered at the last sentence, shaking his head in disappointment.

“Sebastian, how many times have I told you that you should leave Y/N out of your and Leander’s petty feud? She’s done nothing wrong to you, regardless of how you view it.” Ominis knew his pleas were likely falling on deaf ears, but he felt it only right to make them anyway.

“Oh please,” Sebastian scoffed, stabbing his fork into his chicken a little too hard. “I could care less about her.”

“You cried for three days straight when she told you she was dating Leander.”

The glare Sebastian shot him was deadly enough to get him sent straight to Azkaban there and then.

“Well,” Sebastian let out a huff, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “I don’t care about her now.”

Sebastian knew that was a lie and he was pretty sure that Ominis did too. Truth be told, Sebastian was just as obsessed with Y/N as the day he had first met her in DADA, perhaps even more. He told himself that was simply how these kinds of things worked - what he couldn’t have he would simply long for more… Especially if Leander Prewett got to have him, but he didn’t. His growing obsession with her was nothing he should be embarassed about in theory. But still, he didn’t need to go shouting his affection for her from the rooftops.

Sebastian drowned out the chiding that Ominis proceeded to give him by searching for her across the sea of tables. When his eyes finally landed on her, he found her sitting at the Gryffindor table, looking positively desolate. The vacant stare she seemed to wear a lot at dinner these days was present and she seemed to hardly take note of the boisterous conversation Leander was having with Eric Northcott over wizard chest. It seemed like the once ever-present light had drained from her eyes, leaving such a hollow shell that Sebastian had only seen once before: right after she defeated Ranrok. He shook of the thought of that night with a shutter, chiding his mind to return to the present instance.

Eventually, she seemed to settle on the fact that she couldn’t eat anymore and bid her farewells to the people she sat by. Leander seemed to hardly acknowledge the kiss she pressed to his cheek before she departed the great hall with quick steps, head held low.

What had started as curiosity slowly turned to concern as Sebastian watched her leave. He straightened a bit in his seat, patting Ominis on the back as he stood up. “Perhaps you’re right Ominis. Maybe talking to Y/N would be the right solution to this-” Ominis’s mouth hung agape, instantly trailing off his rant.

“That’s not what I was saying at all Sebastian! Were you even listening? I said that you should apolo-”

But Sebastian disappeared too quickly to hear out the rest of what his friend had to say. When Sebastian had his mind set on something, there was no doubt he would do it- and finding Y/N right now was no exception.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

Except, it was an hour later when he strolled through the door to the undercroft, utterly surprised to find her here of all places. He had searched every one of her normal haunts: the music classroom, the astronomy tower, and every corner of the library. She was nowhere to be found until he walked sulking the undercroft, honestly defeated from having failed at his task so miserably.

Thus, he was startled when he saw her form curled up on the old couch he and Ominis had shoved in a corner at the start of 6th year. He had hardly seen her down there since she had started dating Leander, but his eyes didn’t deceive him.

The sight was almost tragic. Here was the hero of Hogwarts, the 5th year that had managed to save the entire wizarding world despite having only been introduced to magic at 14… and she was crying, rocking back and forth like a child who woke up from a nightmare.

Sebastian approached with caution, quietly sitting down on the opposite side of the couch. He waited for her eyes to appear before offering her a soft smile, in his best effort to lure her out from the ball that she had rolled herself into.

“Hey you.” He said, with a softness that he only reserved for her. “I’m sorry about early. Leander is a prick, but I shouldn’t have dragged you into it.”

The glare that she offered him made his heart flutter. Somehow it had assured him that the Y/N, the feisty one he admired so much, was still in there. A mirror of their past interactions that he missed more than he cared to admit. His smile grew a bit more at the realization before he continued.

“Truly, I am sorry Y/N.” He moved a bit closer.

Sebastian was never the best at controlling his mouth. Y/N had learned this when he first called her ignorant. Still, she was surprised at the lack of tact he had when, “But I think you should break up with Leander,” slipped from his mouth.

She wiped away the last of her tears, finally meeting his gaze with a full born glaze that he swore could shoot daggers through his heart. “Who cares what you think Sebastian, it’s my fucking relationship. I didn’t ask for your opinion,” she spit with vitriol, the anger overtaking frame her causing her to shake slightly. How dare he have the audacity to now, after she had waited for him for a fucking year to return her feelings, speak about the relationship she had built for herself.

Clearly, Sebastian had no self preservation instincts as he moved even closer to the ancient magic wielder, grasping her hand in his. Even he wasn’t so sure what had overcome him in the moment, but he thought it was about time he said what he had been thinking the past three months out loud. “You’ve looked so lonesome since you started dating him Y/N. You’re no longer yourself. You no longer have time for me, or for Ominis. So I’m sorry that I snapped at Leander today, but I’m not sorry for stating the truth. He’s bad for you Y/N. You should break up with him.”

Y/N pulled back instantly, recoiling her hand as if burnt. “And who the fuck should I date then Sebastian? You?” She laughed at his audacity, waiting for his next retort. When it didn’t immediately come, and he only answered her with a longing stare, she let out a chocked laugh. “You can’t be serious.”

Sebastian waited a few more moments before responding, “Yes. I am. Fuck it. Date me instead. I know I’m far from innocent, I know I’m an asshole. I know I’m brash. But fuck it. I’d treat you better than he would any day. Break up with Leander. Date me instead.” The pleading look in his eyes was enough to tell Y/N that he wasn’t kidding. She stilled, eyes passing over his freckled face multiple times as if she couldn’t believe the sight.

Her voice was barely above a whisper when she replied. “Sebastian… You know we would never work. We nearly tore each other apart in 5th year… D-Do you remember all our arguments?” She cursed the crack in her voice, worried it would give away the fact that she was also trying to convince herself, not just him, that them dating would be a horrible idea. She had repeated the same reasoning to herself every night when she tried to get over him. Why did that reasoning seem so horrible now?

Sebastian waited another beat, before standing up. “I know Y/N. But just think about it.” He brushed off his pant leg, and began making his way towards the door of the undercroft. “If you decide that it.. that us is something you’d like to try, meet me by the spot we used to picnic at in front of the Black lake on Friday afternoon, okay?”

Sebastian couldn’t bear to glance back and see her expression as he escaped up the undercroft stairs.

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By Thursday, Sebastian was cursing himself for choosing a day so far away to hear her decision. He hadn’t told Ominis what he had done, but even without sight his friend could sense the stress radiating off of him.

Sebastian was never much of one to pay attention for the entirety of class, but the past couple of days he seemed to be even more far off than usual. Though he had watched her before, sneaking glances at her during class between joting down notes, Sebastian found himself practically staring at her throughout all of their classes together. When they weren’t in some shared area, his thoughts were utterly consumed by her- thoughts of how he would treat her correctly, give her all his attention, how he would touch her if only given the chance.

Sebastian’s heart nearly dropped in his stomach that night when she sat down in her usual spot next to Leander, clearly still trying to play the good, faithful girlfriend. Yes, she had done the same the past 2 nights, but Sebastian had been holding onto hope that she would surprise him and cut off their relationship that day. Unfortunately it seemed like the situation was spent and he would have to live with the fact that she had chosen Leander bloody Prewett over him.

Still, Sebastian chose to torture himself as he continued to study her. She seemed to keep up the act of being a good girlfriend for a good 20 minutes, continually and patiently trying to get Leander’s attention. Eventually, when she whispered something in Leander’s ear and he brushed her off for the fifth time, she shot to her feet.

Sebastian froze, hearing the boom in her voice from across the hall. Even Ominis perked up to listen as the scene unfolded.

“I’m done with this bullshit Leander.” She threw her napkin down on the table, a murderous look filling her gaze. “I’m done with you and this bullshit relationship. This entire time you’ve made me feel like shit. For fuck’s sake, you can’t even get your mind off of losing summoner’s court once for long enough to ask me about how my fucking day was.” Leander tried to cut her off, grabbing her hand in an effort to get her to sit down and be quiet once again. She quickly shook him off. “It was awful, thanks for asking. Because I have a boyfriend who couldn’t give a rat’s ass about me! Well guess what, I’m thinking tomorrow will be better because I won’t have such a shitty boyfriend anymore. We’re DONE!”

She stormed out of the hall, the doors flying open in her path by way of her non-verbal magic radiating off her in waves.

The whole hall, including the professors, was silent for a moment, shock clear on everyone’s faces.

Eventually, Headmaster Black cleared his throat, booming voice filling the hall as walked up to the podium. “Well, everyone can go back to dinner now. No need to waste time on silly, childish relationship fallouts.”

With that, the chatter suddenly resumed, and most students went back to pretending everything was normal. Leander was still as red as a beet, clearly furious. Sebastian stared at him for a moment before bursting out in laughter so strong, he would have fallen off the bench if it wasn’t for Ominis grabbing the shoulder of his robes and gripping tightly. 

Ominis’s frown was back with a strength, as he stared at Sebastian. “Do I even want to know what’s so funny?”

“Oh nothing… Nothing all at.” Sebastian stopped laughing for long enough to shoot him a grin. “I’m just glad the Y/N we know and love is back.”

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The next day, Sebastian stood staring out at Black lake, rocking back and forth on his heels and toes. Although he certainly had more hope this afternoon that Y/N might return his feelings than any of the previous ones, he still felt unsure. Perhaps she had decided to break up with Leander only to remain single for a time to recover. As the afternoon wore on and the picnic he had laid out began to go untouched, Sebastian’s concern only grew. The racing clouds overhead only added to the air of anxiety that had grown around him, causing his mental state to spiral out.

It wasn’t until he heard the crunching of footsteps on the dry grass and spun around to see her that his disposition finally changed, a large grin making its way onto his face. 

“You came.” He stated, his voice hardly above a whisper, his excitement stealing it away.

“I did.” She returned his smile with a wholesome one of her own, approaching and grasping his hand from his side, giving it a tight squeeze. “Thank you, Sebastian.” Confusion passed over his features, as he squeezed her hand back.

“Whatever for?” He muttered.

“For waking me up to the fact that I was in a relationship that certainly wasn’t what I needed. And for alerting me to the fact that I could have another one that would be much better… although you certainly could have asked me more chivalrously than you did. Typically calling the object of your affection’s boyfriend weak isn’t the best way to gain any favors.”

Sebastian let out a laugh, unable to wait any longer as he pulled her towards her, wrapping his arms securely around her frame. “Well, you know what I’ve always said- chivalry is for the weak.” 

With that, Sebastian did what he had been waiting to do for quite some time. He kissed her.

[nkn0va]

Could we please get headcanons for Ann, Makoto, Futaba, Haru and Sumire dealing with an s/o who is bedridden? Up to you if it's a sickness or they're injured, whatever you feel most comfortable with writing. Thanks!

Fuck I really should've done something with this idea with the Yuzu, Hilda, and Kaguya ask. Oh well, too late for that now.

-Ann had taken you out to play in the snow when it finally came around. Seeing as this wasn't too often you took her up on the offer. Unfortunately you were a out longer than you intended and got a cold.

-After she got over her feelings of guilt and apologies, she decided the best way to make it up to you was to nurse you back to health. She's a bit on the inexperienced side but surely it can't go that bad.

-That'd normally be a way to foreshadow that it can indeed go that bad, but surprisingly it doesn't.

-She probably buys a bit too much medicine compared to what you actually need. She hasn't really gotten sick before and when she does her caretaker is the one to do everything for her so she just kinda wings it on that front.

-She can cook basic stuff like rice and soup relatively ok, but when it comes to the more advanced recipes she'll just ask Sojiro to whip something up for you.

-Well, either that or she'll go out and buy you something. Probably something sweet if she isn't told not to.

-Ann very much wants to hop into bed with you and cuddle you so you feel better, and you'll have to stop her lest she gets sick herself. Even when you do, that urge will always be there until you're feeling well enough to get out of bed again.

-When she can't be there she'll call you as much as she can, though. She doesn't want you to get bored because you can't leave your room.

-It was unfortunately allergy season and you had it particularly bad. It got to the point you weren't able to go to school.

-Makoto soon found out and the first thing she did after class ended was go to your place. The worry was clear in her expression as she quickly took it upon herself to take care of you.

-If there's any woman you should want to be taking care of you, it's her. She knows the exact medicine you need, and she's competent enough as a cook to make what sick people typically eat.

-She's had to take care of herself when she was sick on a few occasions and her sister was too busy to be of much help, unfortunately.

-Of course, this being Makoto, she'll feel obligated to help you keep up with school while you can't go. She won't make you work obviously, but she'll give you some study guides for the classes you missed to go over while you have nothing better to do so you're not completely lost when you come back.

-She unfortunately can't be there for you all the time since she has school, her duties as student council president, and her duties as a Phantom Thief, but she'll always make sure to make time for you whenever possible.

-Knowing Futaba, this probably happened when you two decided it was a good idea to try some weird, new food for a date, ordering it and having it brought to the house.

-Of course you two didn't count for the risk at the time, and you ended up getting food poisoning.

-Unfortunately Futaba's not too sure what to do, she immediately goes to Sojiro and Joker for any advice they might have.

-Most of her taking care of you is bringing you some of Sojiro's curry and whatever medicine he says you should be taking.

-Thankfully Futaba can be there for you all she wants, at the very least. As long as she can work up the nerves to get out of the house and go to yours, that is. In all honesty she probably needs Joker to escort her there.

-She'll bring over a console or two to play with you so that you don't get bored if you don't already have one. In that case she'll still bring over a few games you might not have. Anime works too if that's what you prefer.

-Being a Phantom Thief was dangerous, you knew that. It was gonna hurt pretty bad a lot, but you never thought it was this much.

-A Shadow using Sword Dance managed to get a particularly nasty crit on you. After Haru bludgeoned the unfortunate thing in a brutal showing of strength she was the first to come to your aid. Unfortunately even with Morgana and Makoto's healing it wasn't quite enough to heal everything. You'd have to spend a while in bed to recover.

-Haru knows the basics at least, and what she lacks in more advanced knowledge she makes up for with M O N E Y.

-You're getting the best damn food of your life while you recover and she'll gladly get you any painkillers you need if the pain gets too intense.

-And if that wasn't enough you're getting some of the softest, warmest cuddles you could ever ask for. Just as long as she doesn't put too much pressure on the wound and hurt you more.

-She knows how to put on and replace bandages if nothing else. If it takes longer than expected to get better, she'll have Makoto send the proper resources over to make sure you can keep your grades up.

-Sumire is one to make sure you're keeping in physical shape at all times. She often takes you out somewhere for some sort of exercise date, even if it's as simple as just taking a nice walk in the park or something.

-Of course you try to exercise even when she's not around, she only helped reinforce the habit. Unfortunately that goes awry one day. You make a sharper, more sudden turn than you can handle while running, probably with some kind of sport or other recreational activity and sprain your ankle. (Nova's note: I did that once during laser tag. That shit done hurt.)

-Sumire hears about this and is the first to bolt to your house and ask if you're okay. Thankfully you're not too injured besides that.

-In a surprising moment of boldness, she states she's going to be the one to take care of you until you can stand up again.

-She knows a thing or two about sprained ankles herself, being a gymnast. Definitely has some things to ease the pain that isn't just putting ice on it and some light stretches you can do that don't hurt too much.

-She insists on getting you all the food you need. Probably gets a bit too much out of instinct based on what she personally eats, but at least she can get all the leftovers or save them in your fridge for later, that one's up to you.

-She's a bit more shy when it comes to cuddling with you, but she will if you ask, eventually easing into it and appreciating your presence so close.

[alexanderlightweight]

Here’s a prompt for you.

So I’m thinking calculating badass Alec. He could have fought off the possession. But it was such a convenient way to get rid of Jocelyn and Alec was always one to seize an opportunity. Clary had caused him and the shadow world so much trouble in her single minded search for her mother, not caring who payed for it. It was a fitting revenge. Clary finally finds her mother only to lose her. And Alec is just another victim. Completely blameless.

Besides. As if Alec would suffer a circle member to live. Much less a Morgenstern. And Jocelyn was both.

And unfortunately for her, Clary had proved herself to be her parent’s daughter.

Maybe make it murder husbands Magnus and Alec. Magnus is 100% in agreement with Alec.

One thought I had in that vein for Clary is that the whole message from the angels was bullshit. The angels didn’t interfere when one of their own was captured and being tortured and his blood taken and used. Why in the world would they care about some runes? It was all just a simple illusion. Maybe if Clary had actually studied the material Alec prepared for her she would have realized it. Clary had been so quick to blame and condemn Magnus for taking her memories, as if it was his fault and not her mother who had actually done it to her. It seemed a fitting punishment to wipe the slate clean and leave her a mundane. She was warned this time. It was h choice really.

It’s not a coincidence that it happens on the day of the wedding. Magnus had promised his Alexander a wedding gift.

I chose to just answer the first part as I've always really enjoyed the idea that Alec did purposefully somewhat pick/influence jocelyn for revenge and i love playing with that headcanon.

i hope you enjoy! thank you for the lovely prompts

<3 lumine

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Alec has a limited amount of time between being possessed and when Magnus will be alerted to fact that he’s possessed.

He knows that. Magnus has left numerous different magical failsafe’s on him.

It’s why he lets it happen.

Alec lets the demon take over, hanging in the back and guiding it with its stupidity in the wake of finding what it thinks is weak prey. Alec knows exactly who he wants to deal with and how he wants to deal with her.

Jocelyn Fairchild is easy to find and even easier to dispatch and Alec’s only regret is that it’s taken so long.

It will alert Magnus if Alec stays possessed any longer and so Alec kicks the demon out and lets himself be found, trembling and shocking with what he pretends is muted shock and not the side-effects of pushing out such a powerful demon.

— “I thought you were going to leave Jocelyn to me, darling?” Magnus says and he doesn’t sound upset, but he does sound irritated and Alec winces when Magnus adds, “I’d have certainly had an easier time. Letting a demon possess you? What were you thinking?”

Alec winces and then shrugs because he doesn’t think Magnus will accept the fact that Alec still considers it a calculated and worthwhile risk.

“It was a good opportunity and she’s been making waves again. I can’t trust her not to stab me in the back if it meant helping her daughter, you know that.”

“I still wish you’d left it to me.” Magnus says and he’s walking over and taking Alec’s hand.

— Magnus tisks at the cuts that must have come from Alexander’s fist breaking through the bones of Jocelyn’s ribcage.

“Good, no fractures.” He finally says after he’s thoroughly checked his boy over and then he kisses Alexander’s knuckles, each of the ones until his tongue licks away each tiny cut. “There we are sweetheart, all cleaned up.”

Alexander is smiling at him with adoration on his face and Magnus wonders how he ever lived without this. Truthfully, if it hadn’t come at the price of Alexander being injured, Magnus would have been overjoyed at hearing Jocelyn was so easily dispatched.

She’s become a thorn that Magnus has been itching to clip and now, she’s completely out of the way.

Meanwhile, with the amount of death and injury at the Institute, no one will dare doubt Alexander and that, is perhaps, the most enticing thing about the whole experience.

[mystic-ocs-blog]

[Pop Au story concept thingy: What if Mischief Grape became a villain and Magic Grape becomes the hero.]

"Mischief Grape...Mr.Mews...where are you?" Magic Grape says as she entered Harold Mews mansion on Cryptids Island. Though she dropped her bag when she finds that the inside of Harold Mews Mansion was trashed. This made her panic as she was about to call out for them again when suddenly, the door to Harold Mews lab opens as Magic Grape sees him stepping out cautiously. "Mr.Mews? What's going on, what happened to your mansion? Where's Mischief-" Magic Grape stops mid sentence when Harold Mews quickly grabs her arm and pulls her into his lab. Once inside his lab he sits her down but hasn't said a word to her. Magic Grape was trying to stay calm but she can't help but feel like something bad has happened. It wasn't until Harold Mews returned to her with a laptop. He puts it in front of her and on screen she sees a video was put on screen. Magic Grape pressed play on the video and watches it quietly. It was a news report about something...bad.

PopNews123

"Hello this is Lilith Thundercloud with PopNews123, as you can see I'm currently standing outside a cafe on Counterfeit Island which was one of the islands that the once loved and praised hero Mischief Grape had attacked and destroyed a lot of property. Many poptropicans were injured or are still missing at this point and time. Powerlines have been destroyed and many places were destroyed. Counterfeit Islands is the 5th island to have been destroyed while Mischief Grape has yet to be found or caught by the authorities. They ask you if you see Mischief Grape at all contact your local police and stay hidden. It's been told that Mischief Grape is very dangerous. This is Lilith Thundercloud signing off."

End of video

Magic Grape froze where she sat as the video ends. That explains why she hasn't heard anything from Harold Mews or from her brother Mischief Grape. Her heart sunk as she covered her mouth completely stunned by what she just saw. "No...No this can't...this has to be a sick joke I...It doesn't make sense at all." Magic Grape says as she stared at the laptop screen. Harold Mews sits down next to her and hugs her. "I'm sorry you only found out just now but...unfortunately it's true...Mischief Grape suddenly spiraled downward and as you noticed caused a lot of destruction. I tried to contact you but with the phone lines being down it wasn't possible. I'm so sorry Magic Grape." Harold Mews says as he hugs her. Magic Grape had tears falling down her face as she hugs him back.

2 Months Later

It has been 2 months since Magic Grape learned about the news. Magic Grape had changed a lot from the news and her brother becoming a villain. She stopped writing as often as she used to instead going through notes and journals that Mischief Grape wrote down his adventures in. She was more tired and doesn't smile as often as she used too however about a month ago she did adopt a little wolf hybrid girl name Little Flame. Little Flame has helped Magic Grape from giving up completely along with Harold Mews helping her as well. Currently Magic Grape and Harold Mews made a plan which would need Magic Grape to travel to another island. She will be leaving on her journey tomorrow but wanted to spend time with Little Flame before she set off on her journey. Little Flame and Magic Grape were playing outside when Little Flame asked Magic Grape something. "Ms.Magic Grape...why are you leaving tomorrow?" Little Flame says as her wolf ears layed flat on her head with a sad look on her face. Magic Grape looks at Little Flame and puts a hand on her shoulder as she says to her "I have some urgent business to take care of my little firefly. I might be gone for a while but I'll be back soon. Plus Harold Mews will take great care of you. He did raised me since I was a little girl after all." Magic Grape says to Little Flame who still seemed sad as she says "But...I heard you and Mr.Mews last night talking about something being dangerous?" To which Magic Grape froze a bit before regaining her composure she says to her "We were just talking about the high chance of rain that would've caused me to slow down if I left today my little firefly. I promise you that everything will be alright." Magic Grape says to her as she hugs Little Flame. Little Flame feels better after hearing that and hugs her back fir a few minutes. Once they separated from the hug Little Flame and her continued playing in the field. While Little Flame was distracted Magic Grape was thinking about many things but one thing that always came to her mind was this as she looks at Little Flame.

T.B.C

(Hey everyone Mystic here, I hope you enjoyed this fun little au writing I did. If you want to see more make sure to like and reblog this. That way I know you all want to see more of this! Have a great day/night to whoever sees this.)

(Also feel free to send asks about this AU if you wish to do so! It can be for Magic Grape, Little Flame, Harold Mews, or just ask me questions about my au!)

[eliteseven]

random NLS questions: 1) will althea be at the wedding do you think, 2) was there ever a reverse of As Long As You'll Have Me where shadowheart is badly injured & couldnt heal herself and serena was fretting over her all day, 3) how much of a heart attack did serena have at the shadowheart/laezel knife scene? bonus consonance question: did my girl karlach ever get someone special?

And I have answers!! Long ones, unfortunately 😅

1. Yes omg her closest friend’s wedding would be a pretty good reason to show up again! Maybe with her partner, this time. Whatever happened between her and Tav was brief and in the past, and now that Shadowheart is secure about that, I don’t see why she wouldn’t join the celebration 💕

2. I’m sure there have been many an instance in which Shadowheart was injured (and maybe couldn’t heal herself for a little while)

A: In their earlier days, I think Shads probably got roughed up a few times, like everyone else. The first time it happens, when she’s out with Tav, Lae’zel, and Astarion- Tav carries her all the way back to camp. She’s in pain, snarking back at everyone- Lae’zel and Astarion’s quips and prods do nothing to help the matter. Serena is so tender with her, and she brings her to Halsin, who heals her. Serena is relieved for Shadowheart’s health and incredibly jealous of Halsin, in that moment. Shadowheart and Halsin are largely at each other’s throats in the beginning anyway, but Tav has heard Shadowheart’s flirty remarks regarding him and she gets it in her head that Shadowheart fancies him. (I’ve hinted at this several times, if you look back at the works) 😭 Shadowheart is secretly so touched that she carried her all the way to camp, but she never shares that fact.

B: Later on (more towards act 3)- Shadowheart probably sustains some serious injuries fighting one of the many groups they deal with. Maybe it’s grievous bodily injury, maybe it’s a curse- something that puts her out of commission for a few days.

This time, besides getting her a proper healer, things are different. Tav is worried sick. The whole mission is postponed. She doesn’t leave Shadowheart’s tent for two days straight, except to bring her food and water. She doesn’t sleep until Shadowheart stabilizes. Shadowheart catches her praying to Selûne for her (a rarity, for Serena). She reads to her, entertains Shads with childhood stories, anything to keep her mind off her ailment. They’re together this time and Shadowheart enjoys Serena playing nurse for a few days, doting on her. Shadowheart kind of realizes Serena’s words aren’t empty- she wouldn’t have the willpower to go on without her. Shadowheart is her everything, after all 🥹💕

3. Serena was just so tired and wanted to sleep 😭💀 I think that’s when she realized Shadowheart was really susceptible to that Sharran indoctrination and line of thinking. Serena knows she has to play the role of peacekeeper- everyone else in camp is so self-absorbed, in some way. She defuses the situation and is slightly terrified of Shadowheart after the fact. To know she has no qualms slitting a throat in the middle of the night…. 😬 it’s a nice dose of reality. The pretty Sharran she’s been crushing on is a real threat! She is willing to kill them all if it guarantees the success of her mission!

4. Karlach and Wyll are def seeing each other “in secret” (everyone knows. Even Arnell. Just look at his dialogue in “and many more” when they’re riding back from Baldur’s Gate) 😄❤️

[twistedsimmer]

Week 1: Settling In, Part 2

Thankfully, no one was seriously hurt in the van's sudden crash, aside from an unfortunate pine tree. The settlers now found themselves stranded, and went into action to set up camp. While Jake and Amayata scouted the area, Marf took to salvaging supplies. Emi administered first aid, and Solomon consoled a hysterical Brigette, whose feline companion had fled into the forest after the crash being used as a projectile.

"I'm sorry, Mona, I shouldn't have tried to throw the cat at you. Are you injured?"

"I forgive you. And not really, I just have this little scrape on my knee.."

"*sprays with antiseptic*"

"Ow!"

"Stop being a baby, you don't want to lose a leg to infection, do you?"

By nightfall, the group had cobbled together a primitive campsite. It wasn't perfect, but it was a start.

Not long after, Emi found a new target for her ire: she and Marf began to argue, which quickly escalated into a full-on brawl or two.

Jake, trying to be a responsible leader, attempted to mediate between them.

"Okay. Marf, Emi, I get that you two don't like each other."

"What gave it away? The yelling? Him attacking me?"

"Hey! You jumped me, you psycho!"

"But can you both try to not kill each other before we've completed our task? Please?"

"..Fine. Just keep him away from me."

"Agreed. She can keep her crazy, I just want coffee."

The next morning was much more peaceful. Solomon volunteered to make breakfast, while Amayata dug/built a well with moral support from Mona.

"I can't wait to move out and build my own house. I've always wanted a nice little cabin."

"I doubt you have the skills to build one."

"I'll just have to learn how, then. Got any good tips in your book there?"

"Yes. Stop bothering me and let me study."

When Jake and Marf returned from gathering firewood, they also brought back a lost feline, to Brigette's immense relief.

"Mon cher! Let's get you some food, you must be famished."

"Meow!"

Later in the day, Jake brought Amayata to the secluded clearing he'd found earlier.

"It's so pretty! Just curious, why didn't you and Marf just gather some berries and fish while you were out here?"

"Well, um, we forgot the fishing rods this morning. And neither of us knew which plants are poisonous or not, so I wanted to ask you."

"You chose wisely."

Luckily, all the berries turned out to be edible, and the pond rich with fish. Working together, the pair came up with a bountiful harvest that would feed the group for days.

"Oof!"

"You okay? Hang on, I got you."

"There you go. Are you hurt anywhere?"

"Just my pride. It'll heal."

"Heh, you want me to kiss it and make it better?"

"I'd like that, though I'm not sure where exactly my pride is.."

"I suppose I'll have to keep kissing everywhere until I find it then."

"You smooth-talker, you. I bet you say that to all the ladies."

"No, you'd be the first. Did it work?"

"Very much so."

While sparks flew up at the pond, expletives were flying back at camp as Emi and Marf continued their feud.

"Take that!"

"Ow! Leave me alone, dammit!"

"We're back! What'd we miss?"

"Oh, nothing. Mona's just playing with Brigette's pussy."

"Hmm, sounds like a good time. You didn't murder Marf while I was away, did you?"

"Nope, not this time."

"..okay then."

~*~*~*~

So ended an eventful first and second day.

-> Next Chapter..

[c0rvidbones]

hello I love your art a whole lot!! tell me more about Wit (he's hot and evil and I require more juicy details) and Ruby (his design goes so hard) please?

oh my god hi i did not expect to come back to 20 notifs. (/pos) youve given me a much needed ego boost tonight thank you. is it bad i cant remember having ever posted ruby art?? ive only ever gotten One comm of him which is a crime, my violent martyr son should rly get more love than i give him 😔 but thank you for asking! buckle up this is gonna be a long fuckin post ♡ everything under the cut including relevant character art

WIT

behold, all art of wit i have including one i havent posted here bc i never actually finished it and the wip of him being a silly giggly boy. pls know i came up with him like MAYBE a month ago. two, tops.

SO wit is actually a what-if au of another oc of mine, his name is doodle. doodle (seen below) is a very robin-hood-esque oc, honorable thief and kindhearted, swashbuckler rogue that dual wields rapiers bc hes insane. but hes insane in like a normal way. he was a horrible child but he did grow out of it and its rare to see him w his hair down so pardon me making him look absurdly pretty in that one.

as you can see there are some (but not MANY) differences between the two. kid wit does have the starry hands/peets im just forgetful dont @ me about it djdjdj

ANYWAYS so the what-if of the au that wit is, essentially, little singular things didn't happen to people in that au world. it goes like so;

wit: never met his childhood best friend when he was a freshly injured orphan. was alone from the (elf) ages of 0-16. ended up studying magic (illusion wizard) since he didn't have someone to lean on for that sort of thing.

laika (wit's mom): never truly broke out of an archfey's madness curse. stuck with a very twisted version of the spell Tasha's Hideous Laughter burned into her mind. everything is funny and if it's scary? even funnier. she died briefly. shes back now, but still madnessed.

perseverance (wit's dad): never saved his mother from a death blow in the be-all end-all fight to save his home. was held back by someone who he thought was a friend, killed that person and then ultimately spiralled so hard that he became a lich. may or may not have accidentally killed laika.

something something one decision can change your whole life, me and my friend loved playing with that concept.

okay now that you know a lil lore/history i can dive into what wit is like.

as a kid (drawn with the short megafloofy hair) he's very mischievous and bastardly, almost always smiling or grinning but it's more to lean into the uncanny valley effect his eyes cause than out of any actual joy or anything. he doesn't Blink and he knows it unnerves people because he also has a freakishly high insight (i think its like a +9 or smth??? at level 9??). he loves to come up with fucked up spells, like. for example i saw a silly post on here the other day that was very jokingly having a wizard cast a spell of "10000 bricks until you die" but then i was immediately aware wit would (1) come up with that spell, make it functional, and have it unfortunately obliterate everyone that gets hit with it, and (2) he would call it Wit's Bricks which i think is fuckin funny. he would also come up with spells of like. cause heatstroke. boil all fluid in your body. FREEZE all fluid in your body. he's a little freak with extremely low empathy for those he isn't connected to with blood ties. that said, he's kind to his family (albeit very blunt and will call them out if theyre being stupid) and inquisitive. he DID look his dad in the eye when he met him for the first time and went "are you dead?" which. again, hilarious, but BRUTALLY blunt. he then called his dad cool because yes his dad is now a lich and therefore undead. he's a little freak but he's still a kid and that is ultimately his saving grace, what small child isn't a little freak.

as an adult (long ponytail) i get a feel of him being aro and using romance as a way to manipulate people. he's definitely still not a good person and far more stoic than he was as a child. also he most definitely maintains a constant illusion to make it seem like his eyes are always closed, which lends an air of mystery to the strange elf that seems to always be standing right behind every throne in every kingdom of faerun. i say this because i like to think he would become what's called a King's Wit, which is like a combo of royal advisor, court mage, and "guy the regent has insult other nobility since insults are beneath the reigning royal". he uses all of that to his advantage, gaining the ear and trust of every single person of noble blood that is part of any royal or ruling court, and he will bend and twist their choices so subtly that they won't realise he led them to ruin until it's already too late. which is his ultimate plan. he's STILL somewhat a robin hood style of character, but he takes it a bit further and with far less kindness to the nobility. he guts their coffers completely and every hoarded coin down to the last copper inevitably will land its way conveniently into the lap of the common folk. he does take a healthy chunk for himself - did you know being a wizard was EXPENSIVE in dnd btw? i didnt until i made wit - but most of it is for the local citizens. he does this everywhere he goes if he sees that it needs to happen. fucker topples kingdoms For Fun, because he never gets caught or credited with the ruin he leaves behind himself. he's awful. he probably still comes up with fucked up spells and he manipulates his way into wherever he wants to be. i love him.

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RUBY

behold! @polterpumpkin drew my (not very) little guy for me! this is part of a greater set but this is the fully coloured one and arguably my fave bc it captures the absolute batshit energy ruby brings to the table.

ruby is a tiefling that was born in a lab. voluntarily, his parents participated in a sort of study that wanted to eval why it is tieflings could be born to non-tiefling parents. (both his parents are half-orcs, interestingly!) he participated in it up to a certain point, before he got sick of being poked and prodded and Watched. that's when he demanded to be released and, when he wasn't, both his parents helped him escape, unfortunately leaving his other two tiefling-born siblings behind in the process. both parents Died helping him escape, and he was embittered as is by the whole study bs, and then to have his parents die Saving him? it left him with this sort of hole he didn't know how to feel.

so he fills that hole with every vice he finds agreeable. he drinks, he fights, and he drinks again. he's a drunken monk, and one full of unbridled rage and a death wish. he isn't my happiest oc but he isn't my worst off (that would be talisman bloodhunter). he's constantly seeking a grand and worthy cause to die for, literally. he's a wannabe martyr, because he doesn't think he has anything to live for. no lovers, no friends, no allies, MAYBE a coworker or two on the occasion he's needed (he is so not needed most of the time, because it isn't often any job needs an angry monk tief to glare around the place). he has just those two sides to himself - party animal and underground drunk brawler - because he doesn't want to think about the pain underneath them both. he's tragic in a very human way, hilariously enough, but he's not a bad person. even if he's being dragged by the tail to do a job, he's ultimately going to be helpful and he ALWAYS keeps his team alive. he'll grumble about it but he'll do it, and if you thank him he brushes it off, muttering something or other about how it's just his job, don't Thank him for that. i think having a friend would Fix him but fuck if i know what would get past his thick skin 😔

i dont get to play or write ruby really, not for any specific reason other than the dnd games im in have been going for So long, and that i havent really been super inspired to write him. but i love him! literally my car is named after him! i have so many feelings for him and i hope one day i get to play/write him so he can be more fleshed out.

[bekolxeram]

As someone who is a nervous flyer, I need you to know that image of Flight 243 with its fuselage off will haunt my nightmares XD More seriously, I love your aviation posts, and they actually help a lot with my plane-related anxieties - I do genuinely love planes as feets of engineering and learning more about them does reinforce how safe they genuinely are. Thank you so much for sharing all your knowledge, I always look forward to your posts!!

Thank you for your appreciation!

I'm generally quite an anxious person as well (clinically diagnosed). Over the years, I've come to the realization that learning more about the things I fear actually relieves some of my anxieties. There has been a lot of clickbait-y fearmongering by the media when reporting aviation incidents. I run into people asking for advice to deal with their developing fear of flying on the regular. I'd glad my silly little posts are able to help you out a little.

Speaking of Aloha 243, I want to bring up a point. Yes, I've been talking about modern airliners and the layers upon layers of backup and safe net they have in place to maximize safety, but the flight crew and cabin also play a big part in keeping passengers safe.

When a huge chuck of the fuselage was ripped off from that plane, the lead flight attendant was immediately sucked, unfortunately. One of the two remaining flight attendants was badly injured and unconscious, leaving only one of the cabin crew (Michelle Honda) to tend to the passengers. So what did she do? Her training immediately kicked in before she even had time to panic. Because the wind in the now open top cabin was so strong, she couldn't even stand up, she instead crawled up and down the aisle to check on the passengers and instruct them to put on their life vests. She tried dragging her injured colleague out of the wreckage to no avail, so she continued crawling, sometimes lying on the floor to try her best to calm and console the passengers until the pilots finally managed to land the plane in one piece. Even on the ground, she had to assist in evacuation as per her training. She could only sit back once every person on that plane was safely on the ground.

Real life flight attendants don't just panic, cry then serve passengers drinks in an emergency, like in Airport 1975. They are responsible for saving your life, even if it means putting their own in danger. (Yeah, I've recently discovered that I hate Airport 1975 with a burning passion, now that I've rewatched a couple times for research😅)