#v: modern

[meteorshcts]

plotted starter for @askaeristheflower

It was only nine in the morning, but Zack was tired. Tired of walking, for one thing – he'd been out for three hours now, and the chill was only just finally burning off with the light of the sun. Tired of wearing his jacket, that was another thing, but that was easy to remedy. He slid it off his shoulders with a small sigh. Tired of trading one vice for another, he couldn't help but think as he finished his cigarette and put it out.

Tired of being in his stupid apartment all alone, that was for sure.

He tossed the used butt of his cigarette into a trash bin and popped a breath mint into his mouth. It wouldn't wholly cover the smell of smoke, but whatever. At least he wouldn't be terrible to talk to, like this. And some people dug a guy who smoked, as uncool as it was quickly becoming.

He could use a break, though. A break from walking. His bad leg was beginning to act up a little bit, and he glanced around. He walked these streets fairly often, and there used to be an empty building here. But now, as he looked at the storefront, he realized it had been bought and repurposed into a little coffee shop. Lily Brew.

The name reminded him of something.

Well, whatever. He could always use some coffee, and with any luck, the baristas wouldn't be terrible at brewing it here. He walked on in, noting the cute little chime that the door, and glanced around. There was a woman behind the counter with long, brunette hair, and...oh, he knew that face. He knew why that name sounded familiar now, too.

“Aeris?” he asked, breaking into a wide grin. “Aeris Gainsborough, that can't be you.”

[rocxyoulikeahurricane]

truck date - "Adam, I heard of a local food truck called Garden of Eatin' - they have apple-smoked ribs" (Based off a real food truck I know)

He actually laughed at that. "Think we can get discounts if we prove we're the primordial humans"? He joked,he was comfortable joking about it now. They say that's one of the first steps to healing trama,only took a few thousand years,and sessions lots of sessions,he should send Judus Jance a gift basket for all the shit he'd put him through. "Sounds fantastic lead the way my love". He sighed, honestly content with how his long life had turned out. It had taken a lot of work on his part but it was worth it. Him and Eve were back together again,everything was perfect.

[sunfyre-rider]

@brazenbaela said: Tidus sits on her shoulder as she stares at her cousin unimpressed with a hand on her hip. ' tidus isn't a baboon. And what was that about you doing something criminal the other day? Did aemond bail you out again? '

"I will do something criminal to you if you don't leave me the fuck alone." It wasn't really his fault he was arrested, he was even released soon as the cops realized the mistake, but the gossip aid his bad boy vibes, so he won't deny it. "Why are you even here? Don't you have a freshman to bother?"

[onepiecc]

@kiigan -plotted start-

Leigh was a normal person until one day when his life changed completely when his group of trainees were competing for a job position none of them knew what exactly. The tall male did his best and passed the tests easily coming out the top of his group so he was selected to become the crown prince's new personal bodyguard. Now here he was a few months later watching the male and hovering nearby as they were at a party that was being held for political reasons. The maroonette was wearing his suit with sunglasses to cover the bags under his eyes as he did not sleep at all. He was caught up reading a new book series and taking care of his cat when he should have gotten more rest. He did not want to reveal this to the prince as he was informed it was going to be a long shift due to the party going from dusk to dawn.

Standing in the corner of the room, he lifted his arm to hide his yawn to look professional. It was boring having to deal with all the powerful politicians and rulers from across the world, but even worse when everyone always stared at him. Leigh was a tall man standing at 6’10 which meant that he stood above others which caused prideful people to scorn him. However, he did not care as he did not see himself as better than anyone else. Noticing the prince had no eating or drinking, he slowly stepped forward to whisper to him. “Your highness, I suggest trying to munch on something as it’ll be a long evening and the party just started.”

[elyrianinspo]

Can’t stop won’t stop

[ofgunsandlipstick]

@scinglives || starter

Peggy fixed her hair in the mirror, tamping down the nervous energy threatening to overtake her as they got ready to host Callum's family. She knew what a big day it was for him and she wanted to make sure it all went smoothly.

"Are you sure there's nothing else I can do?" she asked over her shoulder. "Everything's set?"

[alonggoodbye]

@magicxecustos

Halia's warm smile slowly faltered as her eyes travelled from Sheri's face to Cillian's. While she was always happy to help out with teaching him the ways of the human world, she was used to seeing him smartly dressed.

"Okay..." She said, trying not to laugh. "What's with the shirt?"

Cillian looked at Sheri, confused. He thought it was quite becoming, actually.

[thesilverfullcr]

plotted starter for @draikoeques

The problem with letting Emmanellain plan anything was...well, everything.

Haurchefant knew this already, and yet he had let Emma plan Artoirel's bachelor party. Somehow, the wires had gotten crossed, and here they were, with the entire wedding party, with reservations for the night, with no other venues ready or willing to accept such a big party, at a gay strip club. For Artoirel, who was marrying a woman. And somehow, no one had realized it until they were there.

“Well,” Haurchefant said, clapping each of his brothers on the back with a wide grin, “we're already here, right? Let's just make the best of it. It's not like we're all straight, now, is it? Besides, they'll have drinks, and that's what we really want!”

And so, inside they went. There was a large table in front of the stage saved for them, and Haurchefant studiously did not look at the stage. That felt a little...well, he knew very well that these people were just doing their job, just looking for a paycheck, but it felt like he should not be looking at these scantily clad men hanging off the stripper pole. He just wanted a drink.

Artoirel was busily telling the waiter about the mistake his brother had made and how he was not at all gay, which made him sound more than ever like a closeted gay man. Haurchefant sighed and sipped his drink. Emmanellain was trying not to look like he was looking around in some wonder, while the other members of the wedding party were awkwardly joking with each other. This had been...a poor idea, probably.

It was Emmanellain who confronted him about the way he was focused on his drink. “We're here for you, brother, and you're not even watching the stage?”

“Nonesense, we're here for Arotoirel!” Haurchefant insisted, only to get a sour look from his elder brother.

“Okay, but you're the bisexual one,” Emma said. “The rest of us are straight – ”

Haurchefant snorted.

“I am, that thing with Francel doesn't count.”

“You should ask Francel if he thinks it 'didn't count.'”

“Anyway, you should be watching! These are performers, and they're performing for your gaze!” Emma insisted.

“I don't know, it just seems a little demeaning is all,” Haurchefant admitted. “Like I'm disrespecting them by looking, you know?”

“Haurche, this is a strip club. They're dancing like that on purpose, because they want to entertain us – you. They want to entertain you, specifically. Look, that one is looking right at you.”

Haurchefant looked up against his better judgment. There was a lavender skinned beauty upside down on the pole, and sure enough, he was looking at Haurchefant. It was everything he could do to will himself not to blush at the wink he received when their eyes met. He gave a half hearted smile to the dancer and then forced himself to look back at Emmanellain.

“It just feels bad,” he said insistently, spreading his hands out.

Emma rolled his eyes and went back to his drink. “At least one of us should enjoy himself.”

[idolbound]

modern!Meredith/Amelia ( @sanctamater ) is literally just repressed trad catholic lesbian x mormon-southern baptist bisexual.

[vhagar-rider]

Cont. from here @abhorsenscollection

Aemond grabs her face, squeezing her cheeks and getting their lips close, but not kissing her, only allowing Baela to feel his anger building.

"I will remember that the next time you ask me to cum inside you, brat."

[vermithorbonded]

[Text to Daemon]: Hey, sorry for messaging you so late [Text to Daemon]: but I'm not feeling well [Text to Daemon]: Can you come and be with me until Helaena comes back? (Cue to a very scared/traumatized Angie)

[Text to A ♡]: On my way!

He knew the best way to sneak into the girls' dorm without being spotted, Aegon had taught him. In five minutes, there he was, knocking on the door of her room and checking the corridors for other students. "Hey, it's me."

[lightfaithed]

@aeternxm

It was a gloomy, cloudy evening when Obi-Wan went to one of his favourite cafés. It was rather popular and as usual one had to get lucky to find a place to sit. As professor, he wasn't bound to the regular rush hours and so he had the luxury of only having to fight students for a seat at the cozy tables. He found one in a quiet corner and sat down after ordering his regular earl grey tea with (lactose free) milk.

As the minutes progressed and Obi-Wan became entrenched in his book about the cosmos, the café became positively crowded. Every seat was taken by now, except for the one at Obi-Wan's table, across from him. He suddenly noticed the noisiness around him and looked up just in time to see a young man by the door who was clearly checking out the place to see whether there was any space to sit.

Obi-Wan too looked around and saw that there was no vacant seat aside from this one here with him. Deciding that he might as well share the table, he waved at the man and gestured for him to come over. "Are you alone? You can sit with me, if you like. I'm busy reading anyways."

[rocxyoulikeahurricane]

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

Adam was trembling,he'd gotten too angry. It was only a bleeding nose not even broken,the other man had even forgiven him but it was enough. "I....I wanna go home ".

[sunfyre-rider]

Cont. @eyeofvengeance

[text to lil bro]: uhhhh [text to lil bro]: you kinda took a long time to reply [text to lil bro]: should I put out the fire?

[onepiecc]

@burnxngslash -plotted starter-

The female had found an artifact that was tucked far away deep in the museum archives collecting dust with written warnings that she ignored. Sedna was a curious person by nature, but she enjoyed restoring ancient artifacts to find out more about their lost history. However, when she was cleaning up this item she had discovered, it turned out to be alien technology more advanced than her tools could handle, so she did the best she could before heading to bed. The woman had planned on taking it to her boss so they could deal with the item from there with it being alien in nature. What she did not expect was that the species of alien that this item would be hunting her down. She had been out on a walk with her tiny dog when everything happened. Sedna was grabbed from behind and knocked out, then ended up waking up in some weird spacecraft.

Her dog was nowhere in sight, but her head was throbbing from being struck with something. Her surroundings appeared to be some dark cell or prison type thing as the air was cold and damp. However, she noticed that she was not alone. Across from her she noticed a male laying on the ground that appeared to have been passed out as well. Sedna’s body was still very sore as she groaned before moving as far as she could before noticing the weird chains around her ankles. She could reach as far as near the bars of her cell, but was still a few feet away. Trying to speak, her voice cracked and was hoarse as she spoke, “H-hey. Are you al-right?”

[first-son-of-finwe]

(From Moryo) "Dad you have a new girlfriend?" Moryo inquired, completely bemused and confused. "Since when?" (I saw your thread with the maglor and got inspired lol)

"Yes, I do." He had assumed all his sons knew by now, but he wasn't too surprised at Caranthir being in his own world.

"I've been seeing her for about six months now."